#and the last time you heard na na na and it was still a perfect 10?

[britneyshakespeare]

Let's just say for the sake of argument that we're on your property, standing in V-formation

[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

Blood Sport

Feyd Rautha x Y/N - drabble part 6 - 1.8K WC NSFW 18+

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Warnings: marriage, SMUT, biting, blood drinking, penetration, oral (female receiving), Feyd being whipped as fuck for you, L bombs, rough sex, fluffy ending

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You smoothed over the layers of your dress. The black and red layered fabric made you look gorgeous, ethereal almost. All the sparkles and shimmers on the dress caught the light off the black sun just right. You still felt nervous but after talking with Feyd last night your heart was more at ease. You felt as if you could truly accept Geidi Prime as your home, and rule it one day. Maybe make it more like Succo, make it better. You looked to the door as it slid open, a maid walking inside with a small jar full of blood. 

“Who’s?” you asked as you lifted her off the ground with your magic, dragging her closer to you faster than she could move. 

Her shaking hands gave you the jar of inky blood, “T-the Na-Baron’s mistress…” she said quickly.

You held the jar, it was still slightly warm. You smiled softly, “That’ll be all.” you said, setting the maid down as you dismissed her. As soon as the door slid shut you flicked the lid off the jar, savoring the flavor of him as you gulped it down. You never got tired of his taste. You licked over your lips as you finished the jar, leaning your head back. The irony taste melted on your tongue, your eyes fluttering shut at the warmth. You saw flashes of Feyd’s body, like perfect ivory. There was nothing white on Succo but you were in love with the color, especially on him. You saw his hands running over himself, his rippling muscles before you heard a faint whisper fall from his mouth, 

“Y/N” 

It was the most seductive tone you’d ever heard from him. Wanting and whimpering and absolutely dripping with lust. Right before you saw his hand run over his abs and dip down further the visions stopped.

Tease.

“Princess. It’s time.” said a guard who you hadn’t noticed, so deeply lost in your visions. 

You followed the man, looking at yourself one more time in the mirror. You tilted your head up, adjusting your black diamond crown. The one that had been in your family since the full Sanguines were in power on Succo. The Cruor were fearless, as were you. And yet, this was quite possibly the first time you felt real fear. A comfortable fear. As if you were leaping into the unknown and hoped Feyd was there to catch you in the end. Before you could stew on your new found fear, the doors to the Great Hall opened. You saw hundreds of Harkonnens, they filled the hall and all watched as you walked down the lengthy aisle towards Feyd. He looked sharp in his all black ensemble. The Baron and Reverend Mother stood to the right of him and the officiant. Feyd’s eyes never left yours. You walked with your head held high, exuding confidence as you represented your house. 

The ceremony itself was a blur. You played around in Feyd’s mind. Blood was such a powerful conduit. The magic you wielded was a mere fraction of what your ancient ancestors had. You had yet to show Feyd the full extent of your powers, soon enough you would tell him. He thought the Bene Gesserit were strong, you would show him true strength. Your magic weaved itself through the blood in his mind, you manipulated it, echoing your voice. 

“Pledge yourself to me… my Na-Baron… my Feyd Rautha.” 

You saw Feyd’s eyes twitch slightly, flicking to yours and searching them. Your lips tilted up, finding his reaction to your power funny. You decided to take it a step further, playing out visions in his mind. Visions of your hands roaming your body. Your skin, soft and delicate. Your eyes rolling back in pleasure. You watched his eyes widen before fluttering shut for a moment. He cleared his throat, presumably trying to regain some composure. You stifled a laugh, deciding to have mercy on him for now. You listened to the strange Harkonnen words as you anticipated how the rest of the day would go. Well, the night that is. You weren’t afraid of sex like most would be in your situation, you were curious though. 

Lost in your own thoughts you felt Feyd’s hand on your cheek. You snapped back to reality as his lips met yours. You kissed him back but cut the kiss short. You didn’t want the Baron or Reverend Mother to assume you and Feyd held anything for each other. You listened to the roar of the crowd around you, celebrating their new Na-Baroness. It was truly done now. 

You are a Harkonnen.

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You entered your new chambers first. This one was massive compared to your already spacious chamber. The ceilings were high, everything was black. There were no windows in this room - or any of the rooms in this hall of the castle. You knew Feyd wanted to keep the black sun's harsh light away from you. The thought of him being so considerate made your heart swell slightly. You set your star disc down in the center of the room before activating it. The projection adjusted to the size of your new chambers. You would never tire of this gift, feeling this close to home when you couldn’t be further away. You sat on the couch, gazing up at the projection until you heard the slide of the door. 

Feyd entered with four guards, “Should we hold her down for you, Na-Baron?” one asked.

Your muscles tensed but your face remained still, all that let onto your shift in mood was the black veins around your eyes. They became ever so prominent when you felt strongly. 

“I can manage her on my own.” Feyd said, holding his hand up to dismiss the guards. 

They left quietly and soon there was no noise besides your breath along with Feyd’s. You relaxed slightly.

“I’ve been thinking about what you said,” Feyd’s voice broke the silence, “and I want you to know I do.”

You quirked an eyebrow at him, not totally understanding. 

He walked closer to you before kneeling at your feet, “I pledge myself to you. Completely. I am yours if you wish it.” 

The veins around your eyes faded, you felt shock inside. You searched his mind, nothing in his blood indicated deception, he was being genuine. You tiled his chin up, “And I yours.” you said before pulling him to your lips in a bruising kiss. It was needy and rushed, trying to convey the loyalty and love you felt. 

Love?

For some reason the word felt right. Once you knew he was yours you finally admitted it to yourself. Feyd pushed you back to lean against the back of the couch. You let out a small whine, “Why’d you stop?” you asked with a hint of irritation in your voice. 

Feyd smiled as he slid his hands up your thighs underneath your dress. He felt your body tense when he moved them to the inner part of your thighs, slowly pushing them apart. “Trust me?” he said, stopping his movements.

You nodded. Feyd buried his face between your thighs, ripping your underwear off in one go. He was like a man starved, devouring you. Your chest heaved with the new sensation. His mouth was nothing compared to your fingers. 

“You are divine.” he mumbled out, you saw his face covered in your slick and it made something primal in you lurch your hips. He took this as a sign to speed up his movements, attacking your clit with small circles before he slipped a finger inside you. You moaned out at the contact. Something akin to fire built in your stomach until it consumed your veins, your thighs clenching his head in place as you rode his face to get the most from your high.

Your breathing was labored but all you could think of was more. You pushed him back with your foot, shoving your dress off at the shoulders. He helped drag it off completely before he sat in awe of your body. Every curve, dimple, scar, stretch mark - all of it. He wanted to know all of you. You leaned forward, hooking one of your nails through the loop in his pants. Standing you dragged him to the bedroom before shoving him back. He watched you with pure love, or was it lust? You couldn’t find it in yourself to care at this moment. You dragged your fingernail through his shirt like a knife through butter. Feyd shoved his pants off. He was marvelous. Beautiful in every way. Every mark on his alabaster body entranced you. You longed to see him covered in blood. 

You climbed on top of him, pulling his neck to your mouth. You kissed and licked over the expanse of him. Lips kissing up to his. You nipped his lip drawing a drop of blood.

“You like to bite?” he asked playfully, wiping his blood over your lips. 

You licked over you lips, closing your eyes to savor him. “Sanguines were rather animalistic and primal beings. It's what made them so powerful. It comes out occasionally in me, especially since I was cursed with the need for blood. Something in me hungers for more.” you said kissing his chest and sucking harsh marks into his beautiful skin. 

“There is beauty in ferocity,” he replied. 

Your eyes met his, “Bite me. Drink me. Love me.” he said in a breathy whisper, almost begging you. 

Your hand grasped his cock, gently leading it to your dripping cunt. He slid in easily but it was still an adjustment. You shuddered at the feeling. Feyd’s arms held you close, he brushed your sweaty hair to the side. “Are you alright?” he asked softly, refraining with all his might from pounding into you. 

You nodded, slowly starting to roll your hips. You found a pace quickly that hit the most wonderful spot inside you. You were lost in ecstasy as you sank your fangs into his shoulder, sucking in his sweet crimson. The visions you saw were of you and how consumed he was with you. You felt it - love. He loved you, it was more than lust. You moaned out, speeding up your hips. Feyd couldn’t stand it, he started meeting your hips with his. You nipped at him randomly. Seeing his blood drip over his white skin made the fire in your boil over. “Harder… faster…” you moaned.

Feyd bit into your shoulder, drawing blood himself as he slammed into you at a ridiculous pace. You cried out as you came, shaking violently. Feyd held you close, licking and kissing over the bite he left behind. You looked at his chest, blood smeared and dribbled over him. “Perfect…” you said breathlessly as you licked over some of the blood. 

Feyd laid you down gently. “I will never tire of this…” he said with a chuckle.

You smiled, starting to drift off to sleep as the exhaustion set in. 

“I love you so, my darling wife.” Feyd whispered as he kissed over your stomach before pulling a blanket over you.

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Naboo's Note:

Hello! Finally back on my Feyd Rautha kick. This might be the end of this series mostly because I'm not sure where to go with the story but if inspiration strikes I will surely post more. I hope ya'll like it - I know it was a long time coming for these two idiots to fuck. Anyways - hope to post other stuff soon! XOXOXOXOXOX!!!!!!!

[yeoosaangg]

៹ CHURCH || KINKTOBER ─ DAY 15

➛ PAIRING:: NA JAEMIN × FEM!READER

➛ NOW PLAYING:: CHURCH — CHASE ATLANTIC

⤷ ❝AND I'LL KEEP LEADING YOU ON IF YOU KEEP LEADING ME INTO YOUR ROOM.❞

➛ GENRE:: ANGST, COLLEGE!AU, SITUATIONSHIP, SMUT

➛ WARNINGS:: MIRROR SEX, BREEDING KINK, CHOKING, FINGERING, MARKING, PRAISE

── ⋆ ⋆ ── 𔘓 ── ⋆ ⋆ ──

Everyone in your new town warned you - do not get involved with Na Jaemin.

It was odd to be told that right out the gate, but you complied. It was a small town, with one university for the locals to attend if they wish to remain in familiar territory.

You chose this college because it's where your mom grew up. She passed away last year and you wanted to fulfill her wishes of seeing the place.

Your dad wasn't enthusiastic in moving there, but he'll do what your mom said because he still loves her.

And when you met a few people, they'd tell you about everyone's business. Literally.

The head cheeleader? Sleeping with the football coach.

The football captain? Sleeping with the music teacher.

Na Jaemin? Stay away from him.

You listened to your new friends for a while; you did not want to be a part of the drama. But because you were "fresh", you had caught his attention next.

Jaemin: One date. I swear you won't regret it.

Y/n: No thanks. Have a nice day.

He didn't give up until you finally cracked. He took the opportunity to approach you when he found out your friends didn't have classes for the day.

Jaemin: I'm serious, let me take you on a date.

This time around, you caved - only to get him to back off!

But after the one date, you both couldn't stay away from each other. You, because he made you feel alive. Him, because you're the perfect little fuckdoll.

Every other girl in that town was so eager to sleep with him, he did it to shut them up and never go back.

But you, wow you couldn't have been more perfect. A virgin willing to let him teach you how to please him? Why would he ever say no to that?

And then the inevitable happened - you fell in love with him.

You knew, by the caution of others, that he wasn't one for commitment. He'll fuck a girl once and never go back. But you felt special because he did come back. Multiple times, in fact.

Everytime you'd bring up a possible relationship, he shuts it down and distracts you with his kisses.

You couldn't take it anymore and decided cut him off if he wasn't going to take you seriously.

Jaemin: C'mon, angel. Don't throw us away.

Y/n: There is no us, Jaemin. You made sure of that.

And you kept your word. You stopped seeing him in secrecy, occupying yourself with your studies. You even met a guy who makes you laugh and feel important.

And Jaemin made a fool of himself by picking a fight with him during one of the lunch breaks.

Juyeon: What the fuck is your problem, dude?

Jaemin: You're my fucking problem, Lee Juyeon. Stay the fuck away from Y/n.

Juyeon: Why should I? Because she agreed to go on a date with me after rejecting you for months?

Jaemin: She's mine. I don't fucking share.

Juyeon: She's no one's property, Na. No wonder she hates you.

That set Jaemin off. He doesn't even know what he's doing, all he knows is he's angry and Juyeon's his target. Lefts and rights collide onto his jaw, drawing blood.

It wasn't until he heard your voice that he finally stops beating the man to a pulp.

Y/n: What the fuck is wrong with you?

Jaemin: Baby, I can expl-

Y/n: Shut up. Just stay the fuck away from me.

You crouch down, helping Juyeon to his feet. You were going to accompany him to the infirmary, but Jaemin wasn't having it.

You yelp when he lifts you off the ground, making his way out of the dining hall and out to the student parking lot. He opens his car and makes sure to put your seatbelt on.

You try to get out, but the door stays locked. Did he child proof it? Such an asshole.

All your friends were in distress as they saw you trying to get out. Jaemin drives off in the direction of his apartment that no one knew belongs to him.

No one except you.

Y/n: Jaemin, please. Just forget about me.

Jaemin: You're fucking crazy if you think I'll listen to that stupid request. I don't want other men touching what's mine.

Y/n: I'm not yours.

Jaemin: Why do you keep saying that? I'm the one that took your virginity, first kiss, first everything! That makes you mine.

Y/n: No, it doesn't. It just means I trusted you at the time.

Jaemin: You don't trust me now?

Y/n: Not with the way you're acting.

If you weren't looking at him, you'd miss the tears streaming down his face.

He never cries.

Jaemin: Baby, please don't say things like that. It hurts to hear you say you don't trust me.

Y/n: Why are you crying? You don't even care about me the way I needed you to.

Jaemin: I want to.

What?

Jaemin: I want to care about you that way, but I don't know how. You're the first girl I've ever felt something more with than just lust. And it fucking terrifies me. But when you left? I felt like I was dying, angel.

This can't be happening right now.

He pulls into the apartment complex's parking garage, and both of you just sit in silence until he speaks up.

Jaemin: Please don't leave me.

Y/n: I can't keep doimg this with you, Jaemin.

Jaemin: Why not?

He looks so sad, an emotion he never displays. You don't want to give in, in case it's all an act.

Y/n: You don't like me that way, Jaemin.

Jaemin: And how would you know that?

You don't, but if he did he would've asked you out when you voiced your affection.

Jaemin: Come upstairs with me. I'll show you that I'm serious about this.

You should've known better than to listen because now he has you on our knees in front of a large, full length mirror.

Jaemin: Remember that conversation we had when we started this?

Y/n: How could I forget?

He asked you what your biggest fantasy in bed was, so you naturally replied with the truth - to be fucked in front of a mirror.

He never gave you that fantasy back then, just stored the information for later.

Your breath hitches when he starts to undress you.

He pauses a bit when he senses your hesitation. Despite his past actions, he meant everything he said on the way there.

Jaemin: Do you want this?

Y/n: Yes.

Jaemin: Are you sure?

Y/n: I want to see if you're telling the truth.

He tries to smile, but it just falls.

He knows it's going to take a lot more than just fucking you to show that he's serious about you. He'll gladly spend months, even years, proving himself to you.

Jaemin continues to undress you, touching everywhere with such tenderness. He usually gets straight to the point and fucks you dumb.

But this wasn't just any rendezvous hookup, you're his everything. And he wants to show you that.

He starts fondling your breasts, using his fingers to stimulate your nipples.

You hate how his touch instantly relaxes you. You don't want to admit it, but you've missed him.

Jaemin: I've never had someone consume every part of my mind, body, and soul the way you have, princess. But, fuck, I don't want that to stop.

Y/n: Really?

Jaemin: Mhm. I can't lose you again, baby. I was already feeling crazy this time around. Next time, I fear I'll do something reckless.

Y/n: You think there'll be a next time?

Jaemin: I have to be realistic. This is all new to me, and I'm bound to make mistakes. But I hope you can find it in your heart to see that I'm trying. For you.

You lay your head against his shoulder, grinding down on his clothed erection.

Y/n: We'll figure it out if the time comes. For now, show me that you mean what you're saying.

He nods, kissing you deeply as his hand travels down to your clit. A moan falls passed your lips - right next to his ear - from finally being touched.

He slides his finger up and down your folds, loving the way your eyes are trained at the mirror. He can see you biting your bottom lip at the sight.

He shoves two fingers inside, making you choke on your moan. He just pumps his fingers rapidly, eventually adding another.

Jaemin: Keep looking, baby. Want you to see how gorgeous you look when you cum for me.

He starts painting your neck with lots of dark marks, staring at you through the mirror. You cum all over his fingers and the floor.

Jaemin: Beautiful.

You watch yourself catch your breath, a smile curling at the corners of your lips. That was so hot, you want more.

He undresses himself, and then positions himself right behind you. He hooks his arm to both of yours, lining his hard cock to your pussy.

Jaemin: Do not look away. Want you to see just how much of a goddess you are when I fuck you. Can you do that for me, angel?

You nod, wiggling your ass so he can put it in already.

He chuckles, bottoming out with no hesitation. He knows you can take his big size perfectly.

You watch yourself ceumble as his thrusts get rougher and slower. He wants you to feel his cock stretching your gummy walls - and, fuck, do you feel it.

Jaemin: You look so pretty taking all of my cock, princess.

He reaches around to hold you by the throat, letting go of your arms in the process. You scream, cumming again from the sensitivity.

He doesn't stop ramming his dick into you, loving the way your face is contorting to one of pure pleasure.

The way he's choking you forces the eye contact you have to make through the mirror. You love the way he's also moaning along with you - usually he grunts quietly.

Jaemin: You're doing so good, baby. Love the way your cunt begs for my cock. Did you miss me, too?

Y/n: So much!

It was hard to speak with his hand around your throat, so a short and simple answer will suffice. He didn't mind, though - your eyes tell him everything.

Jaemin: You want to cum again, don't you? Go ahead, love. Cum all over my cock.

It was like his words activated another orgasm. You can feel your essence dripping down your thighs and onto his.

You feel him fill you up, moaning as the warm liquid paints your gummy walls.

But he still wasn't done.

He pushes your head down onto the ground, chin up so you can still see yourselves.

Jaemin: Gonna get you pregnant, angel. Fill you up so no other man thinks he has a chance with you. They're gonna see how happy we are and get jealous.

You moan, clenching around his cock. You honestly love that idea more than you should.

Jaemin: You like that, don't you princess? Then I'll make it happen.

He continues to pound your pussy, the position allowing him to fuck you deeper than ever. He just abuses your hole until you're filled with three loads of his kids.

He kisses your shoulders, winking at you while his hips smack against your ass.

Jaemin: Look at you falling apart, baby. Think you can cum for me one more time?

Y/n: Mhm.

You can't even speak anymore with how good his cock is opening you up. You both cum one last time, staying in the position until he can properly pull out.

Jaemin: Keep your ass up. Don't want to watch anymore cum escape.

All you could do was listen because your body was twitching from getting fucked dumb by him.

He comes back and gently inserts a plug in your cunt, kissing in between your thighs to help distract you.

Jaemin: I'm running a bath. I'll take good care of you, my princess.

You just let him carry you into the bathroom.

He doesn't get in the tub with you, choosing to focus on you instead. He washes your hair and body so delicately, you'd think he was handling glass.

Y/n: Is it too soon to say the L word?

He freezes for a moment before he smiles at you.

Jaemin: Yeah. But I'll let you know when we can, okay?

Y/n: Okay.

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a/n: yeah, i jinxed myself. gonna go sleep (,,•﹏•,,) thank you for reading ‹𝟹

[depression-napping]

FFVII Ever Crisis has a Japanese-only dub right now, so just in case anyone wants to know what Vincent says during battles, I did a quick translation below. This is by no means complete or perfect, but you can get a sense for what he might say in the next installment of FFVIIR :)

Before battle

これも私の罰か

Kore mo watashi no batsu ka?

Is this also my punishment?

(OK SO I could not make out “batsu” for the longest time because he has kind of a lisp (so cute) and it sounds like he’s saying “bashhu” instead (which makes zero sense) so when I looked up the possible phonetics, “batsu” came up and I was like OF COURSE HE WOULD SAY THAT 😭)

さあ、やるか

Saa, yaru ka?

Well, shall we (do it)? (“It” being battle haha)

お出ましか

O-demashi ka?

Are you coming?

(This is likely is addressed to his teammates as in, are you going (to fight)? I’m still trying to think of a better translation…)

(Edit: He drops the last vowel in demashi so I was wondering if he maybe said o-demashou which would change the meaning to something like “shall we begin?” Still not 100% sure on this one)

フ… 面白い　Hm… interesting

Hu… Omoshiroi

(Omoshiroi can also mean “how amusing”.)

During battle

呼んだか？

Yonda ka?

You called?

(When switching to his character in battle)

こうたいだ - Fall back!

Koutai da

(Edit: 7/21: I keep going back and forth about what this means specifically, whether he is saying 後退“Fall back/retreat” or something more like 交代 “My turn”. Both sound the same in Japanese but I don’t have kanji to help here lol. Usually “my turn” is translated as 私の出番 “watashi no deban” which is what Aeris says incidentally, but deban is kind of a childish word, so this sounds like Vincent’s more formal way of saying the same thing.)

Special attack:

動くな　Ugoku na - Don’t move.

さらば　Saraba - Farewell.

受け取れ　Uketore - Take this!

じゃ、な　Jya na - Goodbye.

After Battle - Victory:

終わったな　

Owatta na

It’s over.

こんなものだ。

Konna mono da.

It’s something like that.

(I’d translate this as something punchier... Like he’s saying“No sweat” but cooler ✨)

Defeat

フ… 似合いの結末だ

Hu… Niai no ketsumatsu da

Hmph… A fitting ending.

ついに終わりか？

Tsui ni owari ka?

At last, is this the end?

(7/21: Here’s the one I was missing. This is like identical to one of his Dirge defeat lines ❤️)

If he falls in battle:

闇が近い

Yami ga chikai…

Darkness is near…

(Edit 7/21: I misheard this line the first couple of times due to battle sound effects, but I finally heard him clearly this time and it’s so perfect ❤️ haha)

If you retire from battle:

今度こそ、永遠の眠りを…

Kondo koso, eien no nemuri wo…

This time, forever will I sleep…

—-

Kinda standard stuff, but anything he says sounds so good in Suzuki-san’s voice ❤️

[coquettemouse]

Leo sprinted down the hallway, his sneakers thudding against the floor with quick, muffled sounds. He was late, as usual, and couldn’t let Piper get ahead, even though she had the advantage of being way more organized. Her braids always looked so perfect, while he could barely tie his shoelaces. And her shirt, with that cute yellow Pompompurin dog on it, seemed to shine in contrast to his — a red Gundam t-shirt that he loved because it had a giant (and really cool) robot on it, and made him feel... stronger.

“Did you see what Mrs. Roberts did with the whiteboard today?” Piper asked.

Leo scrunched his face, trying to remember. “Uh, no! But you know what she did last month? She wrote out this equation and we had to figure it out... I think I was the only one who got it right. Like, I nailed it!”

Piper raised an eyebrow. “You? Got it right? I thought you just guessed.”

Leo grinned, adjusting his (incredible) Gundam t-shirt. “Nah, I actually figured it out. It was pretty easy, to be honest. You just have to... hm, think a bit about it.”

Piper rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the smile. “Okay, Mr. Genius. But I still think I’d rather learn it the normal way.”

Leo shrugged. “Learning’s overrated. Besides, figuring things out is way more fun.”

Piper laughed, but her expression softened as they reached the door to their class. “Here we are,” Leo muttered, though his stomach did a little flip. “Time to face the scary Mrs. Roberts.”

Piper nudged him. “She’s not that bad, you know?”

“Yeah,” Leo grinned, “but it’s more fun if I pretend she’s a robot trying to take over the world.”

Piper shook her head, smiling. “Only you would think that.”

As Leo and Piper walked into the classroom, the hum of chatter and the shuffle of papers filled the air. They made their way to their desks, which were right next to each other, like always. Leo dropped his backpack with a thud, sitting down and immediately pulling out his notebook to doodle.

That’s when he noticed him — a new kid sitting in the far corner, by the windows. He was a white boy with messy blonde hair, his cheeks and shoulders were slightly reddened, like he’d been outside too long or maybe just a little nervous. He wasn’t talking, just sitting there with his hands folded on the desk, staring at his shoes.

Leo leaned over and poked Piper in the arm. “Hey, do you know him?”

Piper glanced over at the new kid, squinting her eyes like she was trying to remember something. “Hmm, I’ve heard some stuff... but no, I don’t actually know him.”

Leo raised na eyebrow, curious. “Well, he definitely looks like he doesn’t wanna be here.”

Piper shrugged. “Maybe he’s just shy. New kids are always weird at first.”

“Yeah, but he looks like he’s hiding something,” Leo muttered, leaning back in his chair, still staring at the boy. “I bet he’s gonna be super interecurious”

Piper rolled her eyes but smiled, repeating herself “Only you would think that.”

The door creaked open, and Mrs. Roberts walked in, carrying a pile of papers. She adjusted her glasses as she set her stuff down on the desk. After a moment, she stood still, scanning the class with a quiet intensity.

Leo couldn’t help but watch her, knowing she was probably getting ready for one of her usual long-winded lectures. But today, it was different. After a solid five minutes of silence, Mrs. Roberts stared around the room, nodding to herself, as if checking something off a mental list.

“Good morning, class,” she said, her voice calm but firm. “I hope you’re all ready to get to work.”

There were a few half-hearted “Good mornings” from the students, but Mrs. Roberts wasn’t interested in waiting for a full chorus. She cleared her throat and looked over the class. “Before we get started today, I’d like to introduce you to someone new. This is a new student joining us...”

The new kid — the one with the messy blonde hair — looked up at her but quickly turned his gaze away, focusing on the desk in front of him. His cheeks were still a little pink, his hair falling over his face.

Mrs. Roberts smiled gently and gestured toward him. “Why don’t you introduce yourself to the class?”

The boy hesitated for a moment, his fingers tapping nervously against the desk. Then he took a deep breath and looked around the room. His eyes briefly met Leo’s before he looked away again, sitting up a little straighter. “Uh, I’m Jason Grace,” he said, his voice quiet but clear.

The class went silent for a moment, and Leo couldn’t help but wonder if the kid was always this quiet or if he was just nervous.

Mrs. Roberts gave him na encouraging smile. “Thank you, Jason. Welcome to the class. I’m sure you’ll fit in just fine.”

Piper leaned over to Leo, whispering, “Grace? That’s... na interesting name.”

Leo nodded, his curiosity growing even more. “Yeah... I guess we’ll find out.”

[hannie-dul-set]

Hi hi! How about jaemin? 🫣

I've been into him since he posted him wearing spec on ig 😭😭

[an untouched cooler of strawberry and vanilla]. na jaemin still remembers that your favorite popsicle flavor is vanilla strawberry swirl. 

it’s just the perfect amount of sweet, you said. the fruity taste of strawberry mixed with the mild vanilla can make me eat ten popsicles in one sitting. jaemin never really shared the sentiment, going as far gracing you with a horrified expression when you forced him to taste it before. he still remembers the gross flavor on his tongue. he still remembers how much sweeter your laughter sounded— sweeter than the ice cream flavor you loved so much.

“na jaemin! why the hell is this entire cooler filled with nothing but strawberry ice cream?!”

maybe because he heard you’re finally showing up to the gathering this summer. maybe because he’s been waiting for you to finally show up after all those unreturned invitations for the past six years.

“you’re lactose intolerant! and you don’t even like strawberries!”

who cares? he’d die choking on milk and strawberries if you tell him to (maybe that’s a stretch, but the sentiment is there).

“hey, where are you going?!”

he hears the gates of his family’s vacation house rattle open. a familiar greeting, a familiar welcome. the voice of his mom, the voice of yours— all of which rapidly grow louder when he runs down the hallway, bumping into mark who’s carrying fruit trays and canned soda, runs down the staircase, breezing past chenle who has a pool floatie caught around his waist, until he finally reaches the main foyer, screeches into a quick halt, and then ah. 

“oh my! i’m happy that your daughter finally found the time to join our summer gatherings together. when was the last time you’ve been here again, sweetie?”

just like how he still remembers your favorite ice cream flavor, his memory of how pretty you are remains unchanged.

“now that everyone’s here, i guess we can start the barbecue!”

well. not all things can remain the same. not all things can stay still like stagnant water. the barbecue starts, and jaemin is manning the grill with haechan— who’s still pressed because he ran from him earlier— now even more pissed because, “dude, the meat is fucking burning. where the hell is your head at?’

his head is turned exactly thirty-seven degrees away from where it should be— pointed at the direction of the pool ledge where you’re sitting, dipping your feet in the water, but it’s not just you there.

jeno is there too. with matching melona bars in hand.

haechan hisses out a swear when the fire burns his side of the meat into char. you didn’t even spare him anything beyond an awkward smile at the front door earlier. the cooler of strawberry swirls remains untouched. haechan kicks him out from grilling duty until further notice, but na jaemin isn’t one to sit around and do nothing. 

“hey.”

somehow, his feet lead him to the edge of the pool. you look up at him. jeno looks up at him. your half-eaten melona bars mocking him in plain sight. he feels five other eyes staring at him, but that doesn’t matter right now.

“we’re missing some plates and utensils on the table. mind helping me get them from the kitchen?”

what matters is making sure that not all things have changed. 

“i missed you.”

and he gets that confirmation when the kitchen curtains draw close, your popsicle hits the tiles, and you don’t push him away when he sinks himself into your warmth, arms wrapped around you, and strawberry vanilla has never smelled sweeter than when he’s taking in the scent from your hair and neck.

“thanks,” you say— the first time he’s heard your voice again after those god awful years. it’s dry, there’s snark in your tone, and god he could die right now and say thank you to the heavens because you haven’t changed one bit. “but if you really did, why’d it take you so long for you to say it then?”

there’s knot in his throat. there’s a gap between you when jaemin pulls himself off, pulls himself together. but just when he’s about to fill you in on the past six years— why things ended, why he couldn’t say a word, why he’s never stopped missing the memory of you smiling through your teeth in between the strawberry-vanilla dessert— the kitchen doors slide open.

“hyung.”

and the smell of rusty chlorine rinses the air.

“the food is ready. time to eat.”

send me a kpop boy (txt/enha/zb1/bnd/dream) to toss into reverse harem hell!

[neocults26]

anything for u...<3

Na jaemin would do anything for you. He would do the simplest to the hardest tasks for you, and all he wants in return is for u to just sit back and relax.

So when you came back home to a warm, cosy atmosphere, u weren't surprised, but instead, you were just so happy that u had this man in ur life. You were too tired to show gratitude towards jaemin, but u still walk into the kitchen and see ur lovely boyfriend preparing a beautiful feast for the both of u. He notices ur presence and is shocked as he didn't hear u, but he rushes over, taking your bag and guiding u to an empty chair. He settles the last of things he needed and also sits down, and you two have a small talk ( mostly u sharing ur day and him just admiring u with the look of love in his pretty eyes). Soon enough, u grab ur utensil to dig in, but stop by jaemin's hand grabbing urs whilst the other is busy trying to feed u and so u accept his offer and u two just share a meal in ur apartment and although it may not be much jaemin always tries to make the most of because he'll do anything for u...<3

You just woke up and felt so tired and sore from yesterday, so u naturally lean in to other other side of the bed, but all u feel is cold and emptiness. Soon enough, ur fully awake, and u check the time on ur phone. However, u hear small thuds approaching ur bedroom and see jaemin with a tray full of delicious food and as expected they were for u because he'll do anything for u ...<3

Both of u are sitting on the sofa, and u have ur fav TV show playing. All while this happens, ur legs and feet are being messaged by ur sweet boyfriend. You were feeling so in love, causing ur heart to do flips as the reason being when u asked jaemin to press ur feet he simply obeyed and it made u melt but for him it's because he'll do anything for u...<3

You were getting stressed all because of ur makeup as it wasn't turning out right, and u didn't have much time, so as u did ur makeup ur actions were getting more aggressive by second and it frustrated you causing u to slam ur makeup brush. Tears pooled in ur eyes as ur fists clenched, and u looked in the mirror-ur makeup was getting ruined. You suddenly heard a knock on the door, and it opened, revealing jaemin with a face filled with concern and eyes as soft as fluff. He took ur hand in his and started caressing ur cheek with the other, making u feel a little bit better. You explained what happened, and all his attention was on u and how pretty u looked even if ur makeup was ruined. Soon after, he gently spoke, giving you some comfort and just making u feel better with just his words. He made everything less worrisome and just more relaxing as he spoke it was just perfect he was just so perfect. On the other hand, he was proud to see how his words had an effect on you and how it made u feel instantly better and much happier. It was all because he'll do anything for u...<3

Jaemin loved using nicknames like princess, baby, pretty girl, babe, honey and etc. It made u feel so happy and appreciated whenever he calls u them, plus it also made him happy seeing the cute smile on ur face. Anything for u...<3

Jaemin loves giving small gifts, and u like receiving them because in past relationships, u barely used to get gifts, so this was a new thing for u when jaemin first gave u a gift which contained a really pretty necklace with a butterfly. When jaemin found out about ur past relationships and the affection given to u he wasn't pleased at all he was angry at how they didn't even appreciate such a beautiful girl as it was just irresistible for him to do. From then on, jaemin gave u small gifts from time to time because he'll do anything for u...<3

Overall, na jaemin loves u with all his heart, and he'll do anything for u...<3

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH IF U MADE IT TO THE END💖💖💖🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🎀

[arrowofcarnations]

“Do that again- Shit, just like that, right there.” Sounds like it would be said amongst the cubs to me 👀👀👀

It sure does, doesn't it?

(Rating: E)

Character credit to @lumosinlove <3

~~**~~**~~

Leo blinked up at the ceiling fan, trying to focus on the steady whirr of its blades—on anything that would keep him from losing it this soon. Finn's mouth had always been fatal to his stamina.

A wet, slurping kiss to his inner thigh sent a shiver rocketing through him. Had Finn made that yearning sound just now? No, couldn't have been him—his mouth was occupied with taking Leo apart as fast as physically possible, or so it seemed. And Logan was grinning lazily at him from where he'd flopped onto his back an arm's length away, basking in his own three-round afterglow and looking like some sort of debauched oil painting, filthy and beautiful in equal measure. Must've come out of his own mouth, then.

"Finn," Leo whined, and was rewarded with another kiss, this time just above his hole.

"Finn," Leo said again, louder this time; a clever tongue circled his rim and then flattened against him, giving him the broad laves that had unraveled him at warp speed in the first place. Leo's back arched, but Finn's hands were tight under his knees, holding his legs open and back to give himself all the room he wanted.

"Do that again," he pleaded and was, again, rewarded. Finn was particularly eager to please tonight, hungry for their pleasure, and Leo would always be weak for it. "Shit, just like that, right there."

"Bossy," Logan piped up, sounding delighted as he scooted closer until their heads rested on the same pillow. His lips were slow and indulgent against Leo's, at odds with Leo's pounding heart and building desperation.

Leo's heart and cock throbbed when Logan nuzzled their noses together just as Finn tucked two fingers inside him, right alongside his relentless mouth. Logan's flush deepened as another high-pitched sound was wrenched out of him. "Close, soleil? Gonna give Harzy what he wants?"

Oh, no, Leo thought helplessly. He whimpered as his legs trembled uncontrollably on either side of Finn's head. He stood no chance of lasting beyond the next minute if Logan's mouth was joining in.

"He wants it so bad," Logan continued, petting a hand down Leo's chest and tweaking a nipple just to make him shake harder. "His jaw must hurt after all the time he spent on me, but look how hard he's trying for you. Loves you so much, wants you to come so hard."

Finn didn't stop to speak—like a man possessed, that one, especially when his partner's orgasm was in sight—but he moaned an uh-huh right against Leo's burning skin. Leo had to shut his eyes, head tipping back on the bunched-up pillow and leaving his straining neck exposed for an onslaught of Logan kisses.

"Gonna," he heard himself warn, feeling himself tipping over the edge. The fingers inside him crooked just so; his gasp might as well have been a scream for how loud it was. "Finn, Finn, Finn, gon—na—uh!"

It took both of them to keep him on the bed and against Finn's face as the pleasure crested again and again in breath-stealing waves. Logan fumbled for a loose hold on Leo’s cock and groaned as his hand was dripping in mere seconds. Finn gentled his mouth and stilled his fingers but stayed there until every last jolt and shudder and pulse of Leo's body had faded, leaving him heavy and pliant beneath their touch.

That clever, gorgeous, dangerous mouth left a parting kiss against his hole as the fingers inside him slid out carefully, and he twitched away from it, sensitive and wrung-out now. All he had to do was hold out his arms, and he was suddenly the center of a perfect cuddle, Finn and Logan curled up on either side of him as they all caught their breaths.

He turned his head to meet Finn's eyes, gently massaging his overworked jaw with one hand while the other pet Logan's hair. "Did you...?"

Finn kissed the heel of his hand. "Mhm. On your thighs, baby. You're pretty messy." His smile got that crooked, playful slant to it that Leo adored. "And pretty, and messy. Very pretty. Very messy."

"Could be messier," Logan offered, stroking Leo's hip.

"Oh god," Leo laughed. "Need a nap first. Y'all're tryin' to kill me."

"Aw, he's getting all Southern on us," Finn said. Leo didn't know how he was chattering away; his jaw must be screaming at him, but Finn could be stubborn.

Leo kissed his cheek, then the point of his nose. "You fucked the city right outta me," he agreed, smiling at their laughter. "Nap?"

"Nap," Logan said, snuggling in further.

"Nap," Finn chorused, letting his eyes close. "Love you, Butter."

Leo waited for Finn's breathing to even out and to feel the telltale twitch of Logan's limbs before succumbing to sleep himself. They had all night, but he didn't want to miss a single moment with them.

[fujiuro]

An apology song (apollo x reader)

Contains: relationship fight, relationship end, song lyrics: from the start

It had already been more than 9 months since you and Apollo broke up, whenever you wanted to do something with him, Apollo was uninterested with the idea or when he was going to walk, he called you to go along but you denied disinterested, you also went to work and sometimes arrived late, Apollo suspiciously asked the reason for the arrival and you said it was overtime and he began to suspect it and he kept fighting with you, thinking that you were cheating on him and then the most intense fight began

"why do you think I would cheat on you?”

"Isn't it obvious? You just stay at work and arrive late and don't even pay any attention to me anymore and besides that you're always going out every Friday!"

"I GO OUT EVERY FRIDAY TO EARN MY FUCKING MONEY, AND ALSO IF I CHEATED ON YOU I WOULD HAVE ALREADY DONE IT, YOU DON'T EVEN SHOW AFFECTION OR INTEREST IN OUR RELATIONSHIP"

"I KNEW! ALL THIS TIME SPENT ON "WORK" IT WAS WITH YOUR OTHER LOVER , GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW" "WITH ALL THE PLEASURE YOU PARANOID" with that you took your bags and turned to the door but before leaving you said.

"if you really don't want to be betrayed, go have more attitude, and train your weakling! You skeletal hawk!" And with those words you slammed the door and left.

……..

Você voltou a viver sozinho em seu apartamento e voltou a conversar com seus amigos que não via há anos para esquecer Apollo, mas que não te dão a mínima...

agora você vai para a festa na vila que o prefeito organizou, lá estava o tom nook, a freya, e um monte de outros bixo, até o reset estar lá, você entrou com a intenção de esquecê-lo completamente….

While the party was going on, you were drinking, having fun and even challenging who drinks the most, in the meantime you got a little drunk and went to one of your friends who were at the party

"you know………*hiccup*…….I still…I can't…forget…….*hiccup*…he…those……wings…*hiccup*……protective…hics…….."

" y/n you're drunk again, look I know you haven't forgotten about Apollo yet but go ahead there are a lot of more guys"

"but……apollo….was….so…*hiccup*…..that was it……..*cry*…"

"for the love of god y/n, stop crying!"

Suddenly the stage lit up….

"Who…..is..?" "Probably the k.k slider with their songs, I heard that he came to sing with someone else but they didn't say"

"hm….who will it be? ….”

First appears k.k slider sitting on a brown bench and receives a lot of applause, and second…the biggest possible cliché,

the incredible……APOLLO, everyone was surprised with Apollo, since it was practically not his personality to do this kind of thing but let's go his face lit up with him, his body had changed so quickly that you were impressed, wide shoulders, wide chest, long and strong arms, and the greater height and also his thicker voice being very seductive, he was with a turned cap and a tank top with sample muscles, the audience exploded with this arrival with the females Drooling and asking for the notes, you on the other hand were impressed by it, you thought he hadn't taken to heart his last words before the breakup, so he starts "this song will be a tribute to my ex love, you know I miss him and I regretted what I did….sorry my y/n" soon realize it's you since you were known for helping everyone in the village, and they push you up front so you come face to face with him "y/n this song is for you" he looks at k.k as if he were confining and K.k accepts so he sings the lyrics

"Don't you notice how

I get quiet when there's no one else around?

Me and you and awkward silence

Don't you dare to look at me that way

I don't need reminders of how you don't feel the same

Oh, the burning pain

Listening to you harp on 'bout some new soulmate

"he's so perfect," blah, blah, blah

Oh, how I wish you'll wake up one day

Run to me, confess your love, at least just let me say

That when I talk to you, oh, Cupid walks right through

And shoots an arrow through my heart

And I sound like a loon, but don't you feel it too?

Confess I loved you from the start~”

You get emotional with the music so he says

"I regret not being able to be a good boyfriend for you y/n, I was an idiot is a paranoid, I want to get back with you, every day say how much I love you, how much I care and value you, I'm sorry!, I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH!"

The audience starts "accept!, accept!" You start crying while looking down and noticing him coming down from the stage to you "I'm sorry Apollo!, I was also an idiot in not being interested in the things you did or not accompanying you on your trails at night, I regret not having appreciated you and valued you too, I…I…I REGRET FOR HAVING CALLED YOU ALL THAT WHEN WE BROKE UP" he. He ends up lifting you in his arms holding you by your legs making you rise "everything very small, I regret it too, do you accept to come back with me?"

"OF COURSE, FUCK!" After this statement you end up kissing

……………

Follow me for more and also thank you for seeing.

[miss-hyoko]

A New Life

Character(s): Lilia

Summary: You and Lilia start a new life after withdrawing from the war

Tag(s) and warning(s): GN!Reader, fluff, platonic but can be read as romantic, reader is NOT Yuu, childhood friends, crack, domestic life, a little spoiler about Lilia's past, little Malleus makes a cameo

Note: This fic is kinda like a missing scene from this childhood friend headcanon, but you don't need to read that to understand this

After withdrawing from the front line, you and Lilia chose to live together in a house located near the palace, taking into consideration that Lilia still works as a Royal Guard.

While Lilia's continuing his work at the palace, you settled down as a local physician, healing anyone who came to your house for treatment. You treat everyone, fae or human, without asking for a penny. Knowing you will refuse their money, they then decide to give you something else as a token of their gratitude. Every so often, it's their crop, sometimes it's their livestock, sometimes it's home cooking, and some even give you cloth or little trinkets they make.

All of that, coupled with Lilia's income as a Royal Guard, makes the lives more than enough for the both of you

You enjoy your current lifestyle. Living with your dear childhood friend, in a small, humble house owned by the two of you. Everything is perfect. So calm, peaceful, and more importantly, far from the brutality of war.

You thought life couldn't be better than it already is, but that assumption of yours was proven wrong when one day Lilia came home with a surprise. A pleasant surprise that makes your days even better.

***

"Lilia, whose child is that?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, you hurriedly turned off the stove to welcome your childhood friend home. But as soon as you arrive at the doorstep, your attention is immediately drawn to the little boy in his arms.

The boy had hair that was as black as night, a pair of emeralds-like eyes, and two small horns perched on top of his head. His appearance reminds you of someone, but who?

"Ah, (Name)!" Noticing your presence, Lilia walked excitedly to you, making the child in his arms flinched in surprise and hide deeper into his chest.

"This is Malleus, the boy in the palace that I often tell you about! Isn't he adorable?" Lilia rubbed his cheek against the child's head, being careful not to get pierced by the horn.

You tilted your head slightly, trying to remember the stories Lilia once told every time he returned from the palace.

Hmm… the palace, a fae child, and those familiar appearances...

"Ah! Is he the Queen's grandson? The new prince who was born not long ago? The one that accidentally burned your hair?"

Lilia nodded his head to answer all of your questions, "Yup, you're absolutely right! This is that kid, Malleus Draconia!"

"I see... so, he's our prince."

You turned your attention to Malleus who was being carried by Lilia. Giving the friendliest smile you had, you extended your hand to the little fae and started introducing yourself.

"Hello, little prince. My name is (Name) (Last Name), I'm Lilia's friend. I've heard many stories about you from Lilia, it was nice to have finally met you!"

Malleus looked at you and your outstretched hand in turn, then he looked back at Lilia with eyes full of uncertainity.

Seeing the puzzled expression painting the prince's face, Lilia chuckled slightly and nodded his head, saying, "Go on, you can hold their hand. They're my friend, they won't hurt you. So, you don't have to be afraid."

Hearing Lilia's assurance, Malleus then looked back at you, who were still stretching out your hand while smiling at him. Although a little hesitant, Malleus slowly stretched out his hand and clasped your hand back.

"Na-naish to mith yuu…," he whispered a little shyly, red blush adorning his chubby cheeks.

If you wasn't aware of his identity as a prince, you would love to pinch those chubby cheeks and kiss them countless times. His cuteness is too much! As expected of Briar Valley's prince!

Huh? Wait a minute… Why does it feel like something is wrong?

!

"LILIA! WHY DID YOU BRING THE PRINCE OUT OF THE PALACE?!"

"Ouch! Don't hit me, (Name)!"

"YOU STILL DARE TO TALK BACK?!"

"W-woah! Careful, (Name)! I'm still holding Malleus!"

"PUT HIM DOWN FIRST ON THE SOFA, AND THEN WE TWO CAN CONTINUE TALKING!"

***

After learning that Lilia took Malleus out of the palace at the behest of the Queen, who wanted her grandson to see his homeland, you finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You hurt me, (Name), to think you thought of me as someone who dared to kidnap the prince of our country." Lilia complained while playing dolls with Malleus at the dinner table.

"I'm sorry, okay?" You said, coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of warm porridge, "Besides, it was partially your fault for not telling me that you were going to come home with the prince."

Taking the nearest seat, you sat on the other side of Malleus, making the little fae seated between you and Lilia.

"It was supposed to be a surprise, so naturally I won't tell you." Lilia pursed his lips, trying to defend himself.

You can only sigh, not knowing what else to say about Lilia's odd antics. Instead, you scoop up the porridge you made, blow it until it's slightly cool, then feed Malleus, who's still busy playing with a doll you got from one of your patients.

"So, the Queen gave you an order to take care of the prince? Wouldn't that mean, you're now the prince's caretaker?"

"Yeah, you can call it like that." Taking the doll from Malleus' hand, Lilia used his magic to make the doll dance, making the little fae clap his hands happily.

Seeing that Malleus' mouth was empty again, you then took another spoonful of porridge and fed him again. Meanwhile, Lilia continue controlling the doll to entertain Malleus so that he can finish eating quickly.

When the porridge in the bowl is almost gone, you suddenly realize something important.

"Lilia."

"Hmm?"

"Do you know how to take care of a fae child?"

"...."

Hearing no reply from your childhood friend, you turn your eyes towards him and find Lilia smiling mischievously at you.

"Care to guess the reason I brought Malleus here?"

Oh, you have bad feelings about this.

"Say, old friend, what do you think about the two of us raising a child together?"

Great Sevens, please give me more patience to face this childhood friend of mine.

***

"Huh? How do I raise my fae child?"

The patient in front of you seemed a little taken aback hearing your sudden question. You're also actually a bit awkward to ask that, considering until this moment you yourself are still single, but all this is necessary for the future of Briar Valley.

You've had enough of Lilia's attempts to take care of Malleus just by relying on his 'nanny instinct'. What kind of 'nanny instinct' did he have that made him feel practicing advanced magic spells with a LITERAL child was a good idea? Whatever it is, you no longer want to trust Lilia's 'nanny instinct'.

Since then, you've frequently asked every patient who comes for your treatment about how they take care of their fae child. After asking different people many times, and occasionally getting meaningful smiles from some patients, you finally managed to gather all the answers into a small book that you titled 'Tips and Tricks for Taking Care of fae child that Even Idiots Can Understand'.

"Why are you giving me this book, (Name)?" Lilia gaped dramatically when you gave him that book, "Don't you believe my ability as a caretaker?"

"Absolutely not." You answer quickly without a second thought while rocking Malleus to sleep.

Vaguely, you can hear Lilia's sulking about how you, his childhood friend who he has grown up with, don't trust his 'nanny instinct'. But before long, you also hear pages being turned, a sign that Lilia is starting to read your book. Soon, all you can hear in Malleus' room is your humming sound and occasionally the pages of the book being flipped.

After confirming that Malleus was indeed sound asleep, you slowly laid him back into his crib and tucked the blanket under his arm.

When you turn around, you find Lilia leaning against the wall, one hand holding your book while the other turns the page, and a rare gentle smile adorning his face. You always knew that Lilia was very good-looking, but this time, under the dim lighting of the room, he looks so breathtaking, like a painting that has come to life.

Fascinated, you don't realize how long you've been watching his face. You only woke up from your daydream when you heard Lilia's low chuckle. Didn't know since when, he was already in front of you, face just an inch away from yours. His long hair swayed along with his every move, framing that attractive face perfectly.

"Is my face to your liking, (Name)?" he teased, making you instantly flush in embarrassment.

"You-"

"Shh."

A cold finger lands on your lips, making you spontaneously swallow whatever you want to say. You looked at Lilia nervously, not knowing what else the fae would do next.

With narrowed eyes and a mischievous smile, Lilia held up the book he had been reading earlier.

"Page seventeen, paragraph three. Don't make noise near fae child who has just fallen asleep. There's a chance that they will unconsciously release their magic to attack you. Don't tell me that you have forgotten what you wrote yourself?"

You closed your eyes, giving not the slightest response to Lilia's words. Let alone respond, you didn't even really hear what Lilia was talking about. How could you do that when his face is so close to you to the point you can even feel his breath? If you open your eyes now and come face to face with Lilia's red eyes, there's no guarantee you won't become a stuttering mess.

You planned to keep closing your eyes until Lilia moved his face away, but suddenly, you felt two sturdy arms wrap around your body and pull you into a very familiar embrace. A hug that feels warm like the sun, comfortable like the softest pillow, and most importantly, it always makes you feel safe.

Just as you were about to relax your body, you felt Lilia put his head on your shoulder.

"If I didn't know you better, I would have mistakenly thought that you were a parent who had countless experience with children."

Lilia's breath tickles your neck when he speaks, making you squirm a little in his embrace. You tried to break free, but Lilia just chuckled softly and tightened his arms around you.

"You know, (Name)? I think you can be a good parent." He said, burying his face deeper into your shoulder.

"Now, all that's left is your partner, how about considering me as one?"

[fangirl--writes]

Jerome Valeska x Reader Drabble

Authors' Note: Little drabble based on this video: here.

It made me cackle.

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You tiptoed down the hall the padding of your fuzzy socks absorbed your step as you snuck to the bathroom.

A sing song sort whistle  floated in your ears your grip on the pitcher tightened.  You almost felt bad…He was singing now at the top of his lungs, off key… your boyfriend was lost in his own world in the shower.

Too Perfect.

You could barely contain  the shit eating   smirk that started to overtake your face he was so in for it.

He, being Jerome Valeska, your boyfriend who had just  “returned” from a very brief stay in Arkham Asylum just last night bragging about his new record for shortest visit yet.

His ginger locks were a mess face full of grime and sweat and he smelled like a dumpster fire by the docks. Yet his ever present grin was there as he slung his arms around your shoulder nuzzling  in to kiss your cheek feverishly.

His hands sneakily drifted lower and lower stopping to squeeze your sides eliciting a squeak of surprise  before going to play with the zipper on your pants.

You shivered dropping your dish in the sink as his rough lips went down to work your neck starting to suck the tender spots in your nape.

“J..jer..ome~” you whined with a flushed face trying to wriggle free from his iron grasp. “you were only gone a few days..“

With a twist you slipped under his arm grabbing the counter corner for support.

“Ah but honey I just missed ya’ so much.” He stalked forward with his arms outstretched intent to wrap you up in his chest again. You recognized the haughty glint in his dark eyes swirling as he approached in your small kitchen.

Then it hit you again; the smell of low tide, wet dog and trash that REALLY needed to go out.

Your shoulders shook as you gagged.

“Sir. …No. No sir when was the last time you showered?” You retched holding a spoon out in defense.

At this the red head froze you could see  the hamster wheel working overtime  behind his eyes.

“Listen. You take a shower or a bath I’m not picky. Then we’ll talk.”

Needless to say he slept on the couch that night much to your dismay, you were going to have to deep clean the next afternoon .

The scream was abysmal, high pitched squeal of surprise that if you didn’t know any better was from a young child and not your manic red head who laughed in the face of death.

Your low snicker erupted into a fit of laughter your shoulders shaking  as you pulled the pitcher back stepping down from the stool you’d carefully hidden away earlier just for the occasion.

Your face flushed  rich crimson hues as you held your aching side hearing Jerome curse and squirm at the temperature change.

Payback

“AH Ah you little shit-“  Jerome growled acknowledging you directly his hand ripping back the shower curtain enough to peak out to reveal you red faced and howling.

With a quick breathe you poked your tongue out flashing a grin to match before  quickly turning to run  fully expectant to get away in victory until you felt the sudden pull of his soaking strong arms on the back of your damp shirt.

The pitcher fumbled from your hands hitting the floor as you shrieked “nA-NYOOOOOOOO” you grasped weakly at the counter top in attempt to save yourself from a watery grave.  

The edge slipped out from your fingers as a soaking wet hand wrapped around your middle further drenching you as he pulled you back into the shower still laughing like a maniac.

A wicked grin lined his lips his brows arched as he cackled at your poor misfortune-

“C’mere you..”  You heard him tease as your whole body fell back into his waiting arms.  Between abrupt giggles you squeaked feeling a tickle on your ribs. “NyOOO- No NO JEROWME.”

Escape was futile.

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[ask-the-four-lords]

Dear Lady Dimitrescu,

While I am no noble, I’m certainly not a manthing, so here’s a list of reasons why I would be a perfect candidate to be Daniela’s spouse. (HUY SPOUSE??? exag na)

Though before I get into that, how was your day? Was it pleasant? Did something inconvenient happen? If so, please tell me about it before thinking about slicing me to ribbons..

So, anyways, I will be giving my reason then explaining, so if you’ll give me a moment of your time, that would be splendid.

Reason 1: The usual ‘I’m kind, empathetic, caring, etc.’ spiel. I have evidence to back this up because I’m the therapist friend TM (charot). I don’t have receipts but my friends can vouch for me, I swear. I’m open-minded and not easily disgusted by things, so I have no problem with being around death and all that.

Reason 2: My music taste. It doesn’t really count BUT it should, because who would want to be with someone who only listens to rap or drill? I have a diverse music taste, including: jazz, classical, broadway/west end, pop, and rock. It doesn’t say much, but it basically does. Music taste is a large part of someone’s personality, and music is a thing people use to express themselves, hence the whole thing.

Reason 3: I’m educated. Thankfully, I am, and although many are, I’m also educated in pretty niche topics, so yippee!! I can’t exactly delve deep into it as it’s a bit complicated so I’ll leave it at that.

Reason 4: My hobbies! I love reading, so I’m sure it would be a good match with Daniela. I can also write, albeit not that well to an extent, but I can be poetic when I am. I love performing, especially acting. It’s like an escape for me, and I’m good at it too, thankfully. I also love learning about niche topics, and it’s something I’d love to share with someone. I love photography, and taking pictures whenever I see something beautiful. No doubt my SD card would be filled with photos of Daniela. (it’s giving.. autism? jk) But if she’s willing to listen, I could go on and on about certain topics.

Reason 5, hopefully the last reason, though I can still give more: My personality. It goes without a saying that personality plays a big role in spouses and their compatibility, and I (firmly) believe my personality is fit for Daniela. Although I can also be quite energetic at times, I can mostly keep calm and a level head. As I said before, I’m not easily disgusted and I don’t have a weak stomach, so I can handle all the blood and the killings n stuff. I can be silly at times, and serious at some. It’s a perfect match, I swear. I’m not judgmental, and I’m extra lesbian so yea..

All in all, I’m not quite sure if you can make your mind with these. I desperately hope you won’t slice me to ribbons for even suggesting the idea, but please try to keep an open mind. As always, have a good day.

— K.D.

Oooh, I like this one far better so far. Some actual manners, *cough cough* Odysseus. Still, it's almost improbable I will give up Daniela to anyone, I will listen to this one. Well, my day was perfectly acceptable, this is also an acceptable stalling tactic as in the event I decide to "slice you into ribbons" there will be no running. Although something rather inconvenient did happen, that tragic un-babysat toddler Heisenberg tried to get Moreau to decide if my wine or his repellant moonshine whiskey was better. That blathering freak chose his whiskey, then again that does confirm how repulsive and classless he is...

To your first reason: Yes, yes, blah blah, I've heard it all before. Especially from that clown who couldn't even get national clown college certification although it's probably best you can handle the viscera.

To your second reason: Good, as you may know I was a jazz performer. I'm in support of jazz and classical as genres so good for you. And yes, the ribbon treatment would be inevitable in the event you did say drill or rap.

To your third reason: *sighs* it's something, at least you're not entirely a peasant.

To your fourth reason: And on and on you have went although you still seem a better candidate for my darling Daniela as of yet but she still most likely won't be married for another century, I imagine. Still, House Dimitrescu will only accept those with true talent, so on the off-chance you have that than that will assist your chances.

To your fifth reason: Well... I don't even know how to respond to that. Daniela will decide that in the event you get as far as meeting her.

In conclusion, you are the best candidate so far but it's still more or less improbable you'll receive my sweet, lovely Daniela's hand. And I will keep an open mind, although if you test me, even slightly, you'll find your mind far-far too open, my claws do have a habit of "opening minds."

[mossynebula]

TRC as songs from Unreal Unearth (Hozier)

EXTREMLY long post but I think its worth reading, Buckle up!!

Ronan: (De Selby part 1)

"At last when all of the world is asleep"

"to the bliss of not knowin' yourself"

"Bhfuilis soranna sorcha Ach tagais 'nós na hoíche, Trína chéile" (You’re all bright ease But you come on like night Entangled)

Kavinsky: (De Selby part 2)

"I wanna run against the world thats turning"

"I wanna run so far, I'd beat the morning"

"I dont need to know where we begin and end"

Prokopenko: (First Time)

"And the soul, if that's what you'd call it, Uneasy ally of the body"

" And some part of me must have died, the first time that you called me baby, and some part of me came alive the first time that you called me baby"

"but fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself"

Gansey: (Francesca)

"My life was a storm since I was born"

"I'd tell them put me back in it"

"I would still be suprised I could find you Darlin', in any life"

Skovron: ( I, Carrion (Icarian))

"If the wind turns, if I hit a squall, Allow the ground to find it's brutal way to me"

"If these heights should bring my fall, Let me be your own, Icarian carrion"

" I only pray, don't fall away from me"

Jiang: (Eat Your Young)

" Let me wrap my teeth around the world"

"put in front of the table, sellin' bombs and gun"

" You can't buy this, fineness, let me see the heat get to you"

Adam and Blue: (Damage Gets Done)

" Without shame, two outfits to my name"

" I heard once, it's the comforts that make us feel numb"

" You and I had nothing to show but the best of the world in the palm of our hands"

"If the car ran, the car was enough"

" That first car was like wings on an angel"

"But I know being reckless and young, is not how the damage gets done"

Swan: (Who We Are)

"Gettin' through still has a cost"

"To hold me like water, or christ, hold me like a knife"

"Chasing someone else's dream"

Noah: (All Things End)

"If there was anyone to ever get through this life, with their heart still intact, they didn't do it right"

" All that we intend, is scrawled in sand, it slips right through our hand"

"Never watched my future darken in a single tear"

(The entire choir section)

Declan: (To someone from a warmer climate)

"Uiscefhuaraithe" (water-cooled)

"all my dreamin', is only put to shame"

"There are some things that no-one teaches you, love That God in his awful wisdom first programs in"

Matthew: (Butchered Tongue)

"As a child, it was the place names Singin' at me as the first thing How the mouth must be employed in every corner of itself To say "Appalacicola" or "Hushpukena, " like "Gweebarra" A promise softly sung of somewhere else"

"But feel at home, hearin' a music that few still understand A butchered tongue still singin' here above the ground"

"And have your guarded heart be lifted like a child up by the hand In some town that just means "Home" to them With no translator left to sound"

Lynch Brothers: (Anything But)

"I'd fit all my joys and my pleasures in one perfect day I wish I was the sunlight, just sitting on the Mississippi I'd settle for a shopping trolley in the Liffey"

"I don't wanna be anything But I would do anything just to run away I don't wanna be anything like this at all"

"Look, I wanna be loud, so loud, I'm talking seismic I wanna be soft as a single stone in a rainstick I wanna be the thunder of a hundred thousand hooves moving quick If I was a stampede, you wouldn't get a kick I wanna be the shadow when my bright future's behind me I wanna be the last thing anybody ever sees"

Fox Way: (Abstract (Psychopomp))

"The feeling came late I'm still glad I met you"

"The memory hurts But does me no harm Your hand in my pocket To keep us both warm The poor thing in the road Its eye still glistening The cold wet of your nose The Earth from a distance"

"The speed that you moved The screech of the cars The creature still moving That slowed in your arms The fear in its eyes Gone out in an instant Your tear caught the light"

Gangsey and Dream pack: (First Light)

"Your eyes open, at first a thousand miles away But turning, shoot a silver bullet point-blank range And I can scarce believe what I'm believing in Could this be how every day begins?"

"The sky set to burst The gold and the rust The colour erupts You filling my cup The sun coming up

Like I lived my whole life Before the first light"

"One bright morning goes so easy Darkness always finds you either way It creeps into the corners as the moment fades A voice your body jumps to calling out your name But after this I'm never gonna be the same And I am never going back again"

[lilacrwses]

▸ love at first goal

summary: Having able to watch a football game is not how you expect to meet your soulmate

ft: itoshi rin

note: reblogs are a big help :>

Your ideal idea definition of a perfect day off is just in bed eating salad watching netflix and just chilling. However, having your friend visit you she insisted on watching the ever so waited football match together than being alone.

You didn’t really like crowds making it as an excuse, but the gods weren’t really on your side when she mentioned she got two VIP seats at the stadium. You weren’t really surprised when she said that she sponsored the event.

“Come on y/n! I promise this is going to be the last one” She raises her right arm as she said it.

“You said that the last time…and the last time..and the last.. and the las-” She covered your mouth with her palm knowing that it would go on for minutes if she hadn’t stopped you.

“I know that but pleaseee! There are a lot of handsome players back there waiting for you. Maybe then you’ll find your soulmate.”

You thought about it for a second, it’s been 2 years since you’re supposed to find out your other half. Your friend, Emi already found hers, and you couldn’t be more happy for her. Maybe, you’ll give it a shot, it’s not going to be bad right

“Fine, I’ll go with you.” You rolled you eyes, plopping back to bed. “Please choose my clothes for me.” Emi doesn’t seem to mind as she opened your closet.

“You bought new clothes?” You turned your back over. “Na, those brands have been giving them to me. I rejected them but they insisted. It’s rude if I don’t accept.” You let out a big sigh watching Emi move from hanger to hanger.

“How bout this? We could also match.”

“Perfect.”

•••

“Of course, it would be crowded. It’s a national game, what do you expect?” You let out a huff after seeing how packed the stadium is.

There were murmurs that filled the room as you guys were passing by.

“It’s starting,”

“There you have it folks, I’m sure everyone is excited as today is a big game. Big players have gathered in this big arena, what team do you think will win folks?” The echoing voice of the commentator was rapidly covered by the roaring response of the fans.

You really wished you escaped the situation but your heart can’t seem to agree so. Beating rapidly while scanning the crowd hoping to have eye contact with your soulmate, but instead you got to share it to what you've been avoiding since you've arrived; the freaking commentators.

“Wow, what a beauty, as expected from a supermodel” You’re ears perked up at the mention of a familiar occupation.

Screams from different areas in the room was heard, as soon as they saw you.

“I should’ve worn something least flashy” You sarcastically smiled when you happened to pass your sight at your figure above the screen.

“Puh-lease, with that body of yours? Whatever you’ll wear you’ll stand out.”

“Still, It could have been…avoi..ded” You can’t manage to finish your sentence when you saw a pair of beautiful colored teal eyes right before you, and that is when you knew you had found your missing piece.

Your heart started to race at the unfamiliar feeling, and butterflies started to roam your stomach, clenching your chest you wanted this odd emotion to stop. Once again you looked at his eyes it was a sharp cold scenery.

"Name. what's your name?" His voice sounded so raspy as if he had just woken up from a great sleep. "Y/n L/n" you curtly replied to which he nodded and looked away for a while..

You may wonder why he doesn't seem interested in talking to you, but oh boy when you look a little bit closer his cheeks are tinted pink. He looked away because he was really bashful about the sudden encounter.

So many eyes have he made contact but with only yours has his heart beated. After what felt like forever he finally looked your way, still, having the slightest blush at the upper of his cheeks.

"I'm Rin, Itoshi Rin." Thankfully you heard his mumble in the midst of the noisy crowd. "Can we see each other later?" He scratches his nape you smiled at his cute antics and nodded. You didn't know where the confidence came from but you inched closer to him and whispered, "Well only if you'll have the first goal."

"Then, can I have my advance victory kiss?" You were taken aback, you could feel your face heat up. Rin intended it as a harmless joke but you took it seriously and placed a quick peck on his cheeks.

The striker's eyes widen but before he could say something you beat him to it "I think your teammates are calling you.." They pretty much saw the scene when he saw them reenacting the whole thing. But his teammates weren't the only ones who saw.

The whole stadium did.

"Wait for me?" you practically chuckled and nod your head "I think that's already given.".

Pretty much sure your interaction with Rin will get you featured in the news articles as the hottest picks.

[tsukiyadori]

Reading+Listening Log 2024.11 - November

Previous: Reading+Listening(+Watching) Log 2024.10 - October

If anyone who knows some German (or the series) and still hasn't heard of the news: Kemutai Hanashi is getting a German release by Dokico localized as Jenseits der Worte (lit: Beyond Words)!

(You can order it at the publisher's webshop.)

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Reading languages: German, English, French, Japanese, not listing which was what. (There’s also been some continued music listening attempts at Chinese.)

Titles are as I’ve read them either first or most and thus remember it for that title mostly

Not going to bother putting in the original titles of translated reads unless there is something worthy of note to it

Bold titles means series completed, or it is a one shot. (Changed from previous posts having cursive.)

If it says a volume number, it may mean it has been finished or is still in progress

Some notes’ content may be subject to repetition here and there, as I also copied some older notes from casual conversations over and didn’t go through any rounds of cutting things down.

I will freely use some very lunatastic terms like cheese and fluff, you can find an explanation here: Luna-Lingo

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November

Hell, this is coming late, January is already over...

I didn't even actually read a lot, but still that's such a lengthy babbling that ensued regardless...

I still continued to be off from reading chapters in manga apps all over again... I blame it on the cold. Holding the phone is just not feasible with all those cold fingers.

Classified (#1) level 2 has resumed. And this surprise hit for me has quite grown on me. Hopefully I can soon ramble a bit over it. So many little things that hit a note for me.

(If you wondered why suddenly a #1, that's because there's actually more than one.)

Light Novels/Web Novels/Asian Novels:

A Certain Magical Index NT v1-2 ATLAS: Her, the Combatant, and Him, the Hero Sample Flower and Knight Sample Hell Mode V5p3 I Met You After the End of the World V4 Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon? V10, V13, V12, V14, V15 It's Tough to be a Necromancer Sample Promised to a Dragon Sample You Like Me, Not My Daughter?! V1-2 (classified #1 v2)

Manga:

Animeta! v2 Ano Natsu ga Houwa suru. ch22.1-23.2 Battle Angel Alita Last Order v12ch116-124 Perfect Edition Battle Angel Alita Other Stories Butareba -The Story of a Man Turned into a Pig- (Manga) v4ch22 Das (fast) perfekte Fräulein und sein Butler v1 Domestic na Kanojo V23-27 Ghosttaker's Daydream v4 Hana to Kurage to Refrain ch2.1-2 Hosaka-san und Miyoshi-kun v1ch6 Kemutai Hanashi Doujin ch1-11-Part 56 Kemutai Hanashi ch1-7, ch32.1, v5ch30.5 omake Kimi ni wa Todokanai ch44 Maid-san wa Taberu dake ch52-53 Moriarty the Patriot v9-19 Okazari Ouhi ni Nattanode, Kossori Hataraki ni deru koto ni Shimashita ~Usagi ga Iru no de Hitorine mo Sabishiku Arimasen!~ ch29.5-30.2 Oshi no Ko Ch148-166 Seshuusei Triangle v1-2 Shinde Miro to Iwareta no de Shinimashita. ch17.1-ch18.2 Splatoon v1-2ch7 Tempest Curse v1, v3 The Dangers in My Heart v1-2 The Frontier Lord Begins with Zero Subjects (Manga) v6ch30 The Heroic Legend of Arslan v17ch106 The Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time v2ch5-9 The Saint's Magic Power is Omipotent ch41.1-2 skimming To Every You I've Loved Before Wenn du deine Hand ausstreckst v1 Yomei Ichinen to Senkokusareta Boku ga, Yomei Hantoshi no Kimi to Deatta Hanashi ch14.1-15.1 【創作】「おもしれー女」

Webtoons:

Actually none this time, huh

Music/Music Videos:

Bold are what were more memorably stuck in my head.

Seredris - Daylight『纯音乐』 redrose - Isolated (feat. Ivri) redrose - memories redrose - Origins - 01 - Held on a Thread redrose - serene moments redrose - A World Gone Blue (feat. Elle) London Grammar - Higher London Grammar - How Does It Feel London Grammar - Californian Soil - 08 - Call Your Friends London Grammar - Californian Soil - 04 -Lose Your Head Troye Sivan - TRXYE - 01 - Happy Little Pill Zhou Shen - 若梦 Zhou Shen - 借梦（《宁安如梦》影视剧“梦”主题曲）HARDSTYLE.exe - Die For You (Cyberpunk Version) 咻咻满 - 孤勇者 YLL GRYM - Wretched City - 15 - the escape Troye Sivan - Blue Neighbourhood - 07 - TALK ME DOWN Troye Sivan - Something To Give Each Other - 07 - Got Me Started SVRCINA - Lucid YLL GRYM - Wretched City - 14 - LUST VALORANT - Die For You ft. Grabbitz Joywave - Life in a Bubble I Blew (bonus track) (more or less the whole Bubble OST album by Sawano Hiroyuki) Joywave - Traveling at the Speed of Light Joywave, PVRIS - Coming Apart (PVRIS Remix) London Grammar - Oh Woman Oh Man Zhou Shen, Terry Zhong - 春雪 Joywave - Tongues (Eyedress Remix) Joywave - Tongues London Grammar - If You Wait - 17 - When We Were Young Joywave - Every Window Is A Mirror Joywave - Tongues (Giorgio Moroder Remix) London Grammar - Dancing By Night Joywave - Feels Like a Lie The Stickmen Project - Alright The Stickmen Project - Alright (Extended Mix) Zhou Shen - MINE (Live) Zhou Shen - 等你 (Live) 【音乐缘计划】 Zhou Shen - 只与我有关联 (Live) 【音乐缘计划第4期】 Zhou Shen - 忘了我 (Live) 【音乐缘计划第6期】 Zhou Shen - 颠倒之间 (Live) 【音乐缘计划·第2期】 LUNAX - No Heroes ycccc - 万叹 Story of Yanxi Palace OST - 01 - 看 (電視劇《延禧攻略》主題曲) Memphis May Fire - The Burden (Interlude)

(Mahouka Koukou no Rettousei OST by Iwasaki Taku)

Notes:

Kemutai Hanashi ch1-7 (re.read), slipping through anything inbetween, ch32.1:

Ch32.1 kinda dropped like a bomb. Somehow, I didn't see it coming, but it makes a lot of sense. Made me wonder if in an AU that may have been my own reality of sorts - but I guess you'd to have someone to be as deeply attached to as Arita is to Takeda. Hayashi-sensei kept repeating in tweets that this was just half the chapter and pleaded for people to definitely read the second half or just both together in one go (it had to be divided because release requirements). And stressing that this was a story about people who are ultimately going to be ok in the end. Because Arita has Takeda after all.

It had me wonder. What about those who don't? 

Is it the ultimate sort of loneliness to see how it could look like if one had this very illustrative example laid out there, but you don't have it yourself. Or is it the ultimate inspiration of what may still be possible? 

I suppose time will tell which it is. I'd very much like it to be the latter.

I really also like that cover of chapter 31:

It's such a beautiful call back to the final page of v4 (ch24) in the aquarium. Which scene suddenly hit differently after I re-read the scene after somebody saying to me I appeared like a person who seems to do a lot of thinking about doing things right. Which had my gut reaction be me a heavy laughing my ass off, but when later it kinda came back for a little haunt. My own notorious sense of indecisiveness and Arita's explanation of it in v1 and for why soba in ch32, well, hitting maybe home a little bit too much. Which is funny, because the first time I read the aquarium scene, I was looking it just like Takeda: I see. But I don't really get it. This time, I noticed, if I was in Arita's shoes I may not be as anxious, but likely would say the very same thing, if for other reasons. I could never pretend it was just the two of us in the world. I could pretend to be alone in the world. But probably not just the two of us. Because the other person would still be an earthling among earthlings. If I was to care about the other person, I'd have to care about the rest of the world as well.

Which is to say, that got me thinking, Takeda's way of life really only worked, because he's alone and thus has nothing else valuable enough at stake to lose other than his own sense of integrity and wants. – Although Arita has appeared on the picture, and that notably is (as Hayashi-sensei even wrote on a post on fanbox themselves) a sense of contradiction.

(Granted, there is not too much friction, as Arita is rather supportive and in admiration of how Takeda is like and the way he is like is kinda exactly the way that's right for Arita ultimately.)

Kemutai Hanashi Doujin Prototype: So after the first half of ch32 of the published series I just up and went to seek out the doujin for its continuation. I didn't really want to read it until the series ended somewhen in the future, but then I just wanted to know how it would go one after this. Turned out the doujin doesn't actually start where the serialized version starts, but rather with the content of v3. The doujin episode that ch32 adapts from turns out to be the third last installment of the doujin chapters and the last one (Halfway House) kinda... ends almost at a perfect conclusion point and it had me kdsfjhksdjhfkdjshf, which is to say almost screaming, because I don't want the series to end yet. (The author wrote in a tweet that it wasn't gonna end anytime soon shortly afterwards of ch32.1's release and pretty much the day after I read the doujins.) Anyway, the doujin definitely looks more rough compared to the serialized version, but the backbone is already there and you can clearly see how its core has not changed whatsoever. There are even a few details you don't get in the series, despite that generally being the vastly expanded version. (Like Kanzaki having a vet license, which he mentioned in clases, which is why Takeda went to him to check for oji-san in v1.) And some others are different - Arita wasn't working in a flower shop but he worked in a bartender shop. Visually that's interesting because just look at all the covers: So many plants and flowers, to think it originally wasn't there. (This may explain why the series isn't ever really going down the flower language rabbit hole). It's definitely an interesting read to see how its evolved and also where the focale points or plot milestones are.

Seshuusei Triangle (Heriditary Triangle) v1-2: Read parts of it two years ago, even bought it and then let it stand. Something subconsciously made me avoid it. I think I know now, why. Because had I read it to the end, this would have been the third in a row after Nagiko no Hanashi and Fudanshi Kazoku to, like have three characters where two are involved romantically, but there is also something queerplatonic-ish going on with a third character whom they all honor, but who also winds up being dead by plot before it even started. While those two had my jaw drop heavily at the time (I wrote a good deal about them already before) it also felt just a little bit cursed that the third one just has to kinda wind up dead and maybe this as a third would have inspired just a little bit of a salty mood. So kind of glad I read it after Jeweler Richard and Kemutai Hanashi. Speaking of the latter, this short series is actually kind of a independant spin off to Kemutai Hanashi, as Touko is a colleague of Takeda's and shows up in v2 with a very reference heavy panel showcasing her marriage ring. I think the first time I read that chapter I was wondering if that was some implication of her being kinda not so happy in her marriage. Well, here we go with being completely off. Kemutai Hanashi also feels like a a more optimistic mirror to Heriditary Triangle. Because over there it feels incredibly melancholic, but the end result will be what they never will be having in Heriditary Triangle again. It's like generally much more light hearted and softer than the anguish that Kemutai Hanashi pictures at places but it's also as if it's like the version in which they all lost to the world. Why did Touru run away? Because he was scared. Why did the other two get stuck at where they were? Because they, too, were scared. And why? Ultimately because the preconceptions that float around, which they were soaked in, that they wouldn't be able to keep what they had as a threesome. They weren't able to properly qualify the issue before it was way too late. And without qualifying it there was no way their worries would ever have settled down. It kind of. Feels avoidable, while also in a way not. Not easily. Not in the present world at hand, where there is so little there to use for qualifying. And the only reason Kemutai Hanashi has what it has is because Takeda didn't let go and he's one who can acknowledge them to exist but be like he's going to do his own thing regardless, because he kinda just disagrees.

I wondered if, but ultimately don't really think Hayashi-sensei puts Takeda out as a sort of "solution" to the quagmire that is. But just drawing out the mere possibly and painting the frame of how to approximate an attempt at qualifying it is I think quite grand. Maybe the chance for everyone having a Takeda in their life is really low, but the chances to be able to pick up a book as a possible crutch or waysign is so much higher.

Which is to say, if you can read it, do so, it's out in English now!

Alsp this pout is an SS-rank.

Moriarty the Patriot: Up to v19 - Uh, well, proably having a years long break inbetween and then reading it a bit out of order wasn't the brightest idea, but what do we have here? A series that takes vast liberties on the original Sherlock Holmes. Makes the whole cast pretty boys. And then mixes in some James Bond lore. Literally turns Irene Adler into James Bond himself and at that point it was just kind of really hard to take the series serious whatsoever. (It felt similar to Bungo Stray Dogs if anything. Take some original characters or author names and jumble it all together into something Rule of Cool.) (Oh and John Watson turns into Doyle himself.) Which. is really too bad, because it went off a route like this:

"I want to have you around in my life" "Me too" "Are you done exchanging your marriage vows?"

This is actually interesting. (That likely makes another entry to the Queerplatonic Vibes list.) I mean what do we have here: Enjoys day to day bantering and bickering and trying to outdo each other in brains. Is ready to kill has actually killed for the other. Is ready to die for the other. Actually briefly even literally died before getting some reanimation by a new character neither could have expected to exist. Decided to sit time out and to refrain from interaction with most of anyone of importance in his life that he actually survived, which basically means, had no second qualms about laying down his life as it was before and start a new one. There is a sort of care and not being able to leave each other alone that clearly has zero zilch and nothing to do with anything romantic or sexual. Yet they probably have a spot in each other's life that nobody else can replace. (You'd first think it may be because of their brains and observational skills making them the only peas in the same pond, but IQ wise it actually showcases some others on par with them, like Sherlocks brother even beats Sherlock himself in deductional skill at times and in terms of being eccentric oddities there's plenty characters more out there than them.) And while it's definitely helping their chemistry of getting along, Sherlock's retrospective on how they first met and that it wasn't just about seeing through it on an observational and deductive brainy matter, but also taking the correct emotional interpretation was just had him stumped and sink deep, because it felt validating to his deliberate life choices was a quite nice touch. 

And the above scene was also pretty funny, because "I want to have you around in my life" is just a really nice phrasing (that occurred to myself occasionally, too) and that it just gets this ironic twist with those marriage vows is just funny at this point. (Especially with how it's clear its a sort of ironic blurt out by Billy who gets the idea between those two.) I mean most of the time just felt like Fujoshi fooder that totally knows what sort of fodder it is trying to be. (Just look at the bridge scene. It seems downright primed for it). But at this point it just overtly contradicts any of it. 

But overall, I don't think I like the first half all that much. It's still been rather eh with how James Bond showed up, no matter how clever you make that word play on that name. Irene/Bond herself/himself got almost a whole value to make a point that gender expectations are dumb because here's one who can both both perfectly, but it kinda all mostly drowned in showing offs of the pretty boy face and moves. (Though in that new arc her switches between female and male presenting at will looks much more natural boastfully playful just doing whatever she feels like doing.) To me all that Rule of Cool quite distracts from something that could really have some more spotlight. Probably I think the two MCs just didn't have enough actual natural interaction between them for such a build up of such a strong emotional entanglement before it suddenly escalated. A lot of its fleshing out it also happened in a retrospective.

But I'm not going to say nay to it being there now.

So, why does it have to be stuck in hiatus land when it finally got a few interesting somethings to offer?

Oshi no Ko - finished: Uh. That.... was something. Although my first thought was "Oh. So that Anime ending was actually a literal spoiler?" I think my major qualms boil down to the last 1.5 chapters.  That Aqua's whole reasoning for his last actions seems wacky at best, is something I could even buy. His whole being was driven by revenge, as Goro even says to him in his dream, it was a refuge and sactuary. And all of that has concluded, what's left is somebody who is very lost. (Very very lost.) And then clinging on the next dubious idea that gives a way out sounds even plausibe to me as a shortcircuted runaway action. To have him declare that as his "mission", even sounds like a fantatical last staw and even that it suddenly showed up almost out of nowhere would have just fit in. Because really, it is all a dumb idea. His father is an adult, he had just stabbed himself. Could just well have been he'd survive on his own, after killing Aqua (which he was even doing until the weird black ghost pulled him to the debts.) Cunny that Aqua is, he could have had lots of other avenues using his brains or inherited skills at human manipulation. He'd have loads of ways and there is no way he'd not notice, but would he want to see them? On that angle, just a bit too bad, that the father never got a chance to do more taunting. Even his demonizing fell short, maybe it otherwise could have stirred some even bigger legit fear in Aqua that this is just not something he wants, but they have undeniable diffrences. Or just generally adress his trauma and mental issues more. The series was plenty able to showcase this with Akane about the inclination of the first bad way out. It did fall a bit short here in terms of poignancy.

Also really too bad Akane failed at her attempt to try foil his dumb ideas. I agree with her, her best shot was actually to mobilize Arima and Arima's firstmost flaw was that she had no clue about it all. She was way to "protected" from the main plot and maybe that's what Aqua just wanted her to be? His innocent protected idol of sort. Ultimately that means she wasn't able to make much of a diffrence and overall Akane was way more able to give him some measure of comfort in the end, even if she wasn't able to illuminate his world properly. (Something Arima even picked up and just had to get the most wrong idea about it as possible. But the scene at the sea under the moon is quite pretty regardless.) Actually what Akane and Aqua had at the end is a really nice fort of dynamic I would have liked to see more of.

Unfortunately Akane's agency in the end was zilch. Arima's was zilch. And Tsukuyomi calls it a sort of preordinated fate. Which would still be fine. (Some things can't be changed about something else no matter how much you try.) And Tsukuyomi trying to give him at least a little bit of salvation in that dream has a nice bittersweet touch. But then it comes back to actually have to show Aqua drown in agony. Which would maybe still be fine if it was there to not surgarcoat how painful such an exit is. But with that double page panel of him smiling and seemingly finding peace and happiness in the end, it just seems wrong. Just really really very wrong. What comes after also sets some notes that kinda feel off especially after it already showed how it can manage to deal with the subject in Akane's arc. So he kills himself and then everyone's heartbroken, but ultimately they stand up and go about they life anyway and Akane muses, but surely that's something he already knew. I mean, that's probably not wrong, but considering that last chapter has zero cynism about it, but is instead filled with an optimistic looking into the future mood about it, it seems just very off as a message it unwittingly (or intentionally?) gives of. Even if Aqua knew that, that doesn't make it any less irresponsible to just go off with that assumption and leave scars behind. Especially if he already knew what his death as Goro has done to Ruby as Sarina before. And the ending really feels just, oh sure, it's sad, but in the long run, it doesn't really matter, because everyone's not just got their life on track again, but are going out of it even stronger. Which definitely is what the montage about every character looks like. Maybe I'd like the ending more, if that last chapter was more either cynic or more stylized as a sort of really unrealiable narrator. Because if you actually thought about it, there is no way Ruby was not scarred for life (even more than before anyway) and then running head first forward into a life full of lies like Ai did with the first lie being one big ass huge lie towards herself and that itself being a sort of warning prompt like, look, this is what all these things can turn people into. (A bunch if pretty broken characters.) But nothing about her at the end has that same balanced "the still water is deeper than it looks" vibes that Ai has about her all the time. And every single other character just goes about their life brightly anyway. And something about this mood just feels very. Wrong.

Does it sour me on the series? Defintely a bit.

But it also gave the world a SSS-rank pout and an SSS-rank glare.

You like me, not my Daughter?! v1-2 - Ok, this really, really, turned into something with surprisingly introspective and mature conversations. At the same time the illustrations just make it a tremendously terrible idea to read it on, say, a commute to work. (This series totally has no need for all the graphically taunting ecchi!!) This is very much a far cry from the author's other series Older Girlfriend, which I had not expected. Anyway, I do like the whole discussion about what getting older and an adult means and does to you about getting scared about losing things, about winding up to just get settled down into something standard, when, even as she thought about it, he actually is quite her type and everything and there not being any proper reason speaking against it except the empty buts. That it even comes and serves up a basically gender nonconforming character was also something entirely unexpected and it does go about it fairly practical. Like how the character himself makes it a point to only dress male in university, because he otherwise may get into trouble about exam fraud, or the male MC always winding up talking about how he's cross dressing, but also mentioning that that's not the way to call it, but also keeps mentioning it, because really it's the easiest tangible way to describe it to somebody who has no idea. Yet the tale also doesn't reduce it to it and makes a point of it's just. A thing the guy does because he likes it and because he can make it look good on him and he also simply just does it within the circumstances that be and the male MC doesn't mind it either. It kinda has zero relevance to the main plot, but is still just organically there in the background without doing any drama or friction about it. Which is kinda nice.

Following is Take 2 on notes for this series, which I wrote later, because I thought I lost the above paragraph andn jsut noticed I didn't ...

I was suprised after the end of v1 just how really short it is. (Some 36k words apparantely.) Other than that I was even more pleasantly surprised at how mature it is. You even get a gender nonconforming side character there and the Taku's whole excuse over how calling it crossdressing is not something the person in question like to call it, but he also doesn't know what else to call it, so people understand it. There is a whole discussion about the inhibitions Ayako has over the age gap and how the goes back to reflect over age and aging in general, about those she reproached in her heart when she was younger, but now came to have an understanding of their likely perspective. All pretty mature and then it serves up this whole Magical Girl Otaku obession of hers, which makes for a suprisingly well working contrast, considering she knows her age, she knows what society would think of it, but still wants to indulge in it. 

It's all surprisingly down to earth.

Nevertheless.

Those. Illustrations.... Of all the things, why do they have to be these picks?!?!

They just make this an absolutely terribly pick to read in the train!!! I do not recommend doing do that. There were a few instances where I got the goosebumps despite scrolling down really really fast to get the picture out of the screen.  They feel kinda just like the title - needlessly clickbaity. And truly needlessly, because the series is actually good.

Das (fast) perfekte Fräulein und sein Butler (a.ka. Rich Girl Caretaker: I'm Secretly the Caregiver of the Most Popular Girl in This Rich Kid School.) v1: That was somewhat of a surprise. As in, its premise is a bit dumb and nothing new really and also, it just stays kinda this dumb, but it's also strangely comfy. I guess it helps that the MC girl isn't just a complete dofus - she is just incredibly lazy (possibly because of overtaxation). She can do better, she just has to be... kinda forced to it. This reminds me a bit of of Mia from Tearmoon Empire and maybe that's why I kinda liked it more than expected?

Domestic na Kanojo v23-27: Some impressions from right after reading them: (none for v23 and v27 I had made apparantely and now I can't remember what it was about...) V24: Natsuo should just pour a cold bucket of water over Hina everytime she sleeps like that. Or properly talk to her to maybe just move out again. That Yakuza arc was kinda over really fast. then back to Miss Actress………… and it's still not over in this volume? Other than that, now it includes stuff like racial prejudice and discrimination, huh. It surprisingly does hold a some fairly serious themes inside this trashy burning cheese dumpster. V25: Beginning: Oh Hina, you really are so absurdly horny… End: …. riiight, they are sisters, super horny the both of them. In the middle: yet another poor soul made for cheese distraction and getting his preordinated rejection arc. V26 Beginning: Oh no, not another creep arc again…

Wenn du deine Hand ausstreckst v1: The cover art has a pretty striking use of blue, which picked my eye. Unfortunately the cover looks several maginitudes better than what the inside winds up being in both art and plot. Which wasn’t exactly terrible, but nothing noteworthy comes to my mind.

The Dangers in My Heart v1-2: I was really not very interested, but then somehow the alternative cover of v3 caught my eye. And then I read it. Now the German release's books are really high quality and everything, but the only thing that kept repeating in my head was how it was so, so wasted on these volumes. Frankly v1 is absolutely atrocious if not completely garbage except for the paper handkerchiefs at the end of the volume. I was prepared on the thing about him wanting to kill her, but that actually turned out to be really short, instead there’s them being quite some sexist jerks going on. Like. Blergh.

(accurate mood)

V2 has a few more slightly better moments but is overall still pretty just making my cheek twitch in bad cheese. And I am completely and not okay with them eating SWEETS in a LIBRARY. And she gets sticky fingers from those snacks! And they know they are being bad at doing so and doing it anyway. Have some more respect for those books will you!!

Anyway, all that being said. V1 was a 4/10 and v2 a 5/10. The big question I have been wondering on is will it just increase by one score per volume or not?

(Frankly I am amazed how the editor/publisher thought this was a good idea looking at the beginning. This looks almost like prophethic level ability to me considering just how well received the series has gone later on from hearsay.)

Kimi ni wa Todokanai ch44: Oh. Uh. Yeah, this series is getting more and more cheese to be sure. I miss they earlier days of v1-4 somehow. 

A Certain Magical Index NT v1-2: Ok, so Touma is back and he's not particularly interesting to read about, in fact even Index thinking over Touma is more interesting than following the boy himself. The cohort he brought with him als also just a bit annoying, too. But anyway, looks like he also brings a grander plot with him, and the other two MCs are still being there. (And that itty bitty Index is kinda not doing much is ... kinda helpful.)

ATLAS: Her, the Combatant, and Him, the Hero Sample: Ok, this was interesting and the characters already seem approachable and likable, I'd like to read the rest. Luckily it's also the winner of the JNC LN Contest so will probably be able to somewhen. Speaking of the contest winners - I found it interesting that among the jury comments the one this one felt the most down to earth, while the others felt more like trying to firely pitch them up. I suppose maybe because this one is just really good and didn't need the additional pitch up?

I Met You After the End of the World v4: I took that one pretty soon after v3, given that one's ending....... but turned out this was a prequel that just continued right where v2 left off and is filling in just a little gap to the time skip. So I guess a while until finding out about how it'll go on.

Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon? V10, V13, V12, V14: This one had me cahooting. v10 is terribly terribly boring. I considered even dropping it, given I kinda accidentially skipped it and read v11 already and it didn't even feel like I missed much. V12-13 were immediately and considerably more interesting especially back to back and then there was v14 and that's when the series finally caught on with me to me actually liking it. Took just 9 and a half years. Almost ten years!!! This is just quintessentially typical lunatastic I can only sigh. That being said. Lyu is just badass and if there is a ship I am rooting for in this harem it's probably for her and Bell. But yeah, she got cheese stricken real bad at the end... Kinda scared about if she now goes cheese dumb.

Music/Music Videos:

Zhou Shen - 若梦 and 借梦 Zhou Shen keeps sticking around on my playlists. And the men's sheer amout of output is also rather astonishing. (It's like a handful of songs per month?) Those two songs in particular had up around for a while, but never stuck to memory, but this time, they played and the mood just fit. Especially 若梦 has a few lyric pieces that just now kinda have an association hardwiring to ch32.1 of Kemutai Hanashi. Some lyric pieces just fit rather nicely. "Life is a like a fleeting dream? How much joy can it hold?" (Like how Arita's just kinda really anxious that it will all just vanish.) "Between heaven and earth/in this cast world all the loneliness", "Even wordly might (lit. iron horses and golden spears) can undo the flame in my heart", "Recollections of the past and its dreams wittle away, as time passes by, "THE PAST FLOWS THOUGH YOUR EYES" (the rainscene from the page above will just float up), "Trying to forget while it rewinds", "Clasp my hands together like a devout prayer" "May you find salvation". 借梦 is less so much about the lyrics, but the melody is also somewhat ephemeral and fleeting-dream-ish, so there is that. It kind fits that mood of Arita's between ~v4 up to that first half of ch32, because after that that suspected fleeting dream ceases to be one and becomes instead anchored reality. (To the characters anyway.)

YLL GRYM - LUST I had been listeing to that one a lot in November/December 2023 and it kind has this same mood of wanting to grasp something dreamy, so came back to it. It also has a pretty nice AMV.

Joywave - Life in a Bubble I Blew ... That's just another one of those I listen to the beat and melody and then it's a sort of cheese song. Darn the usual curse. I mostly really only paid attention to the "That's all I want" part, which uh, I guess kinda made me think oh that ch32.1 But anyhow for all the Bubble in the title it also made me put in the Bubble OST by Sawano Hiroyuki (still haven't watched the movie) and it's a nice background music album.

Joywave - Tongues (Eyedress Remix) has a melody that makes me thing of Mawaru Penguindrum's soundscape. A sort of whistful things are nice and comfy, but they aren't gonna last mood. And the lyrics struck this moon resident somewhat, too: "Sometimes I feel like they don't understand me / I hear their mouths making foreign sounds / Sometimes I think they're all just speakin' tongues / Sometimes you'd think they spoke another language". The normal version of the gong however has zero of that wistful mood. Instead it's just... peculiar? Which is mostly because of the MV, which is decidedly memorable with it's plotline about clothing being used as weaponry to subdue something like "wild babarians" (though the lyrics and video themes don't seem to exctly line up), and it's also pretty creative, but also. It's uh. What it is. I guess I already got very much brainwashed by the forced clothings rule.

The Stickmen Project - Alright Is like a theme song to what the doujin version of the second half of ch32 is going to be about and what the author had to say about all of them going to be fine. Takeda didn't exactly sing for Arita, but somehow the effects of his speech has a similar feel uplisting feeld good mood to it like this song. (Of course looking up the lyrics it's more likely a cheese song than not...)

Memphis May Fire - The Burden (Interlude) I didn't like any of the other songs of this album, I haven't even lsitened to them beyond some zipping through. But this little instrumental interlide piece struck a chord. Dunno what exactly makes it so, but the sound color just also seems to feature anguish, melancholy, brooding too much, the smokey noise of sorts, it cooking up and starting to escalate and by the end there is an uplisting progression of sorts. (Have a guess why this sone just lined itself up right in there.)

咻咻满 - 孤勇者 (Lonely Warrior) is a cover version the Eason Chan song that's apapranely used for the Arcane series. (Haven't watched it.) I somehow so far like better than the original. For a change, for all the scraming out of 爱你 in the lyrics it's not about cheese at all, but a sort of anthem to celebrate, uhm probably something like the bravery to stik to being yourself. Which is like being a lonely warrior. And also, because somehow everything music that was memorable this month had something to do with Kemutai Hanashi this month, this one also almost sounds like a theme song for anyone on the "mad on behalf of Takeda"-camp.

[yousta]

If Oliver Tree Hurt, I'm not gone. 1993 hits like a tribute to where I came from. I started playing, again and again. Waste my time. Hehe, if I'm saying the lyrics to Jerk, you know it wasn't the best day back then. Dude, when I'm playing, jokes on you, I was screaming inside. I'm still not laughing. Dude, in my head, Oliver Tree has the biggest chain in the game. Do you think he doesn't let that shit hang? He don't give a fuck about a chain! That unreleased playlist I linked is the only music saved in my hard drive.

When Ericdoa, Glaive, and Brakence spoke from the heart. I swear Glaive pulls up 12 deep to like anywhere looking like the disciples. All of these artists always seemed to take the words right out of my mouth. I didn't feel so unspoken for anymore. Moonkid shine so bright, perfect timing. He has been hitting since Thanos Freestyle. I swear I heard the spaceship arriving last night for real. Slapped somehow even harder than the first time 10000 times I heard it. Nu Deko immortalized here. Deko always went crazy, the king knows I'd rewrite those old bars if I had to. Sometimes, he's wrong, but I'm not always right. Yameii really did come to save the day for me, always. Before forever, which hit so good I almost cried the first I heard it at work. So kawaii. Baddest of the year, really top teir. She's not a monster to me, her dignity is intact, she could be heartless for all I care. Destroyed the other floozie with the same title. Lil yameii is like a cyber baby angel. Eric could be bloody red DOA, I don't care! It's do or die. Nas and Kendrick have been in my playlist since I was a kid. Shing02 since lovesick but triumphant is one of my fav of all time, MF DOOM shit I heard mmm food, and it just played along my life seemingly. Gus Dapperton up my high with hinge, good since prune you talk funny. Joji was hitting off rip, it meant the world seeing him come from filthy frank. I was 15 and I don't think I had ever laughed like that before. When he dropped nectar it made me realize how talented he actually was. I cried to the vision, gimme love, you're the sanctuary. Like you do, I'll be your man.