#and u just sorta take him in and drag him places like idk

[theloveinc]

There's a lot of validity in the idea that older Bakugo is a traumatized pro-hero with major PTSD... but you know what's kinda fucked up to think about? The fact that Bakugo is also a 22-year-old pro-hero with major PTSD even before that, too.

It's almost easy to imagine that things are actually better when he's older (the therapy finally a routine, the trauma long set and on the path to being healed)... and that it's his whole 20s that are spent as a pool of disaster trying to recover from the war(s).

He looks back and barely even remembers being twenty, much less twenty-five or twenty-seven. Barely remembers how little he slept, not at the hands of trying to balance hero work and getting a degree at the same time, but just out of the pure insomnia that came from trying to move on and every nightmare attached.

Hardly ever showering, never shaving (not that he ever grew much of a beard, but the facial hair was definitely there. There's pictures of him on the news with an awkward, grown out haircut and patches on facial hair that make him look positively... immature), barely even eating more than a few protein bars or an energy jelly drink-a day. It's a blur, and his friends are hardly there to pick him up out of it because they're all going through it, too. Somewhat.

It's definitely weird if you meet him during this period. He's not all there, at least, not all of the time. He doesn't really register your interactions, the friendship you extend to him (a younger, or ever older, version of him would've shown you that deep seeded ferocity in response, tried to bite the hand that fed him, even if it were love... but 20s Bakugo... doesn't seem to notice). Even though only one of his eyes is clouded over, the good one never seems to brighten up.

There's definitely moments when the old him shines through: when he's with Deku, when he's in the midst of battle, when he finds out that Todoroki still does a shitty job at chopping scallions. But it's a long time before he's even close to the same, able to step out from underneath the fog of simply surviving and into the sunshine of recovering.

But I think sticking through it with him is worth it.

(It's a weird moment, a happy moment, the first time you realize that Bakugo has changed. That the pouring rain outside hasn't bothered him since he showed up at your apartment. He forgot his umbrella, he's been quite careless ever since the war—wet and shaggy hair frizzed up, cheeks red from cold—but he doesn't seem to mind, with his bare feet up on your coffee table, his eyes gazing out the window. You hand his tea, and instead of gulping it down in one go, letting it burn in his throat, he winces at the heat.

"Tastes like shit," he says, and you laugh because it always does. Just this time, he noticed.)

[truly-a-snitch]

helloo just found this blog and love ur work <3

it says requests r open but I don't trust myself and so if they are, can I request pegging w dazai and chuuya (separate ofc) w a dom reader (idk why I'm specifying is it even possible to make a sub reader peg 💀💀)

im just a woman w simple needs ik it's boring 😔👊

never fear anon i too need to peg dazai and chuuya this is not boring at all. youre gonna ravish these losers

also yes it is possible for a sub to be doing the pegging !! dom/sub is just about whos in charge/who has power in any given encounter, not whos topping/bottoming. (see: succubus reader/dazai drabble i did, dazai was on top but subbing) thank you for specifying because i probably wouldve made this dom chuuya if u hadnt lol

warnings/tags: gn reader !!, can be read as strap or dick, praise w both, hair pulling w dazai, body worship sorta w dazai, brat!chuuya, youre a lil mean to chuuya (sexual style), overstim w chuuya, pet names used: darling, dearest, thing (for dazai); hon, toy (for chuuya)

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Dazai

He was so easy to please when you actually managed to get him bent over something- usually a counter in your kitchen, though this time you had actually made it to the bedroom before bending him over. All it took was a few nice words and well-placed kisses, and he unraveled underneath you. Today seemed to be no exception.

"Ah, fuck," Osamu whined when you thrusted into him particularly harshly, melting into the sheets.

"Shh, I know, darling," you teased, admiring the way he squirmed under you, barely able to hold himself up anymore. You had covered him with hickies so dark you wondered for a moment how long they would take to fade. (A week? Two?) "Such a good little thing for me, taking me so well. There we go, dearest."

He was shaking already. As was expected. The poor darling was incredibly touchstarved, it only made sense he'd be so sensitive.

"Aw, you gonna cum? Poor thing," you said, fingers finding his hair and carding gently through, then yanking his head back harshly and earning a whimper at the movement. His mouth opened to try and formulate a reply, but he fell into moans again instead at a harsh thrust on your part. His arms gave out under him, and he melted into the sheets all over again.

"Fuck," he hissed. If you didn't know him better you'd assume you had hurt him. "Fuck, 'm close."

You cooed gently when he let out a moan that hitched up into a whimper, somehow falling even more pliant under you. You leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to his neck, and he shivered.

"Go ahead and cum whenever, darling," you said, and only a moment later he let out a broken groan as he came. You gently worked him through it, only pulling out when he was twitching from the aftershocks of orgasm and his fingers scrambled for hold in the sheets, as if he wanted to anchor himself to something. As if he feared you'd overstimulate him.

(You weren't above that, so he was definitely right to be worried, but you would just save that for next time.)

Chuuya

Chuuya talks a lot of shit for a man who so easily melts under you. He likes to tease you, get you all riled up while he's protected by the veil of being out in public. Always keeps it up until you get back to your shared apartment where- if he's teased you enough- he usually gets dragged to the bedroom by the collar of his shirt. (Or, on days you feel like meticulously unwinding him and teasing him right back, a palm pressed firmly to his lower back.)

Like right now.

Because, as usual, he had gone and teased you all day. It had worsened during dinner, with him purposely using phrases and pet names and the like, ones that he knew got your mind wandering. Ones he knew he'd deal with the consequences of the moment you got home.

And he was pinned beneath you right now, one arm twisted almost painfully behind his back and the other struggling to hold himself up.

He let out a whine as he tried to rock his hips back into yours.

"Hm? What's that, hon?" you asked, gripping his arm a bit tighter, twisting it a bit farther- and his hips stilled again. He breathed in pointedly, and a shiver visibly ran up his spine. "Feels good, I take it?"

"You are so mean," he muttered, voice shaky. Almost breaking. It was as if his resolve was about to give in on itself, about to collapse under its own weight.

"I know, how dare I give my darling toy what he's been begging for all night," you teased. "Don't think I didn't see what you were doing at dinner, hon. Those bedroom eyes are going to be the death of me one of these days."

He shivered again, and the tension began to melt out of his frame. You recognized this. He was close.

"Aw, hon, you gonna cum?" you teased, pace relentless. He nodded and let out a low moan. "Already? I've hardly had my fun yet."

Chuuya shivered again, let out a sharp whine, and a moment later he was spilling over. The tension in his body completely evaporated, and a moment later he was biting back an overstimulated sob as you kept going.

"Fuck, wait, it hurts," he said, voice shakily. "Slow down."

"Hm?" you hummed, then pretended to contemplate. "No, hon, I don't think so. You wanted me so badly earlier, whispering the dirtiest things in my ear on the train. You could hardly contain yourself. It'd be downright cruel of me to stop now."

[awkwardbeartrio]

Hello idk if ur alive or will ever see my request but yeah! I am asking can you make the bears react to their girlfriend who lives in a cottage and also wears cottage clothes? And thank u +take ur time !!

Hello and yes, I’m very much alive! I absolutely love this and I hope this is good! Enjoy <3

The Bros & Their Cottage sweetheart!🏡

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🐻Grizz🌲

When Grizz first found out you lived in a cottage, it was merely by the smell of your sweet baking. His nose dragged him through the woods and then he stumbled across your abode. He knocks on the oak door only to be greeted by you. Your smile sends him over the moon, way more than the baking, might I add.

“WOAH! Y/n!? I didn’t know you lived out here and… your clothes— they’re…”

“Messy? I know…” you chuckle and he shakes his head with a toothy smile.

“Beautiful. I mean-! I’ve never seen you in that outfit before. Haha! It’s great! You’re great and that smell is also—”

“Great? Awesome? Totally rad? I know, Grizz. Would you want to come in and be my taste tester? I do need some help!”

Grizz sorta stands there, wondering how he hasn’t met you sooner. He feels even more lucky that you’re his girlfriend. You yanked him inside and he’s snapped out of his lovey-dovey daze.

“Haha, yes! I’d love nothing more than to be your super awesome, spectacular taste tester!”

You and Grizz were a perfect match, truth be told. He sticks by your side, licking the jams and jelly’s off his paw and hums in delight.

“This is so good!”

“You’ve said that about the last three pastries.” You laugh and Grizz beams.

“But it’s true! My girlfriend is the best baker ever! Not to mention you’re like, super amazing. You even look happier in your new clothes.”

This makes you blush and simper. You had struggled a little with finding a style you were comfortable with. It shifted like the tides, as city people do but you were simple and that was okay. You place a little kiss to Grizz’s cheek.

“Thank you, Grizz..”

🐼Panda📱

For the last couple of weeks, Panda helped you move all of your things to a new cottage. You preferred the woodsy lands rather than the hustle and bustle of the town. Though, this was the first time he was actually coming over to visit since you completed the move.

He knocks on the door and waits in anticipation for your reveal. Once the door is pulled open, his jaw hits the floor. You looked amazing.

“Hey uh- Hi, Y/n! You- you look so…so pretty.”

Panda is a stuttering mess. An absolute blushing buffoon and it only makes you flush pink and chuckle.

“Thank you, Panda. Come on in, I just got that new K-Drama for us to watch.” You motion inside and he gasps as he steps over the threshold.

“You mean you got the Red String of Fate series!? No way! I thought that was sold out!”

“I fought tooth and nail for it. I knew you wanted to see it just as much as I did so, you know..” You shrug bashfully with a little snicker. “I thought after the whole move, we can celebrate and spend some time together.”

Panda’s heart swells with absolute adoration and he clutches his scarf in his paws. His eyes twinkle and are glazed with tears.

“You’re the light of my life, Y/n. . . “

He sniffles and you are already prepared for such a reaction, pulling out a box of tissues. He takes them and wipes his eyes from the blossoming tears.

“And you are mine. Now come on, that series isn’t gonna binge itself!”

Panda loves you, so, so much.

🐻‍❄️IceBear🧊

IceBear had known you loved the simplistic cottage lifestyle. You inherited an old, run down cottage from your family. For a very long time, it was in no condition to live in and due to being busy or having insufficient funds, it spent many moons being not repaired.

Of course, IceBear changed that. He had observed you scanning your favorite catalogs dealing with cottage living. He chopped many trees with his trusty axe. He built your favored furniture bottom up and even painted you and him together. The picture hangs right above the kitchen entryway.

The reaction from you is something that he has never forgotten. In fact, he still finds himself smiling about it from time to time. He loves you dearly but his words of affirmation are few so he makes it up immensely by his actions.

So when IceBear had stopped by in the early hours of the morning to drop off yet another gift (a nice succulent with a pink flower) he was enamored with your clothing. He loved the way you dressed up. It was hard for him to truly express that, however, his eyes widening gave it away instantaneously.

“IceBear thinks you are a forest goddess.”

“You’re so sweet, Icey. It’s the outfit you made for me a few months ago. I’m still surprised you knew my measurements.” You smile sweetly and he hands you the succulent.

“IceBear always knows what is important.”

IceBear then steps inside when you motion him in. He finds your decor impeccable and he hums in thought. His sight sets on the painting and he gently smiles, only for a moment.

IceBear knows you are important and always will be.

🐻🐼🐻‍❄️END🐻🐼🐻‍❄️

it’s been a minute since i’ve written for them, so i hope this suffices!

[nikaizkool]

dude the fact you’ve done 3 of my request makes u a chad fr 😎😎✊🏻 AJAJA SO I HAVE ANOTHER ONE TEJEJE so i just heard “just a friend to you” by megan something idk 😪 and like when i heard that somg i thought it would be cute if u did quackity and reader have a friendship and they’re both into eachother but reader is like dumb and doesnt see the signs and makes quackity like doubt himself? idk dawg 🤧🤧‼️‼️ LISTEN TO THE SONG AND IT WILL MAKE SENCE 😚😚😚☝🏻☝🏻 and like u can make it fluff or angst 😽😽kk bye bye ily 🫢❤️

Anything for you pook ❤️ ALSO IMFG YES I LIVE THIS PROMPT

Day two of trying to write this

Idk I can’t think I’ve decided to settle on vidcon theme it’s bad but good enough when I’ve restarted 3 times,

Love, nikaizkool.

J HATE THIS SO MUCH OMG EW I HATE IT K SWEAR TO GOD IT MAKES ME GO BRAKSB DEAD WVERYTIME I REREAD HELP

Me and Karl walked into the hotel where me and my friends would be staying. “Where are they?” I ask him looking around.

“Maybe they already checked into their rooms.” He walked to the front desk asking for our keys while I stood on my phone scrolling through TikTok. “Cmon Y/n.” He grabs my arm and we skip up the stairs

“So I’m with Alex and Charlie and wil? And your with Tina niki and Hannah?”

“Yeah they’re gonna paint my nails—you can hang out with us till your tired and if you fall asleep I’ll send Charlie over to come get you” I nod as I look at my hotel door

“This one?” Karl nods and walks into his room, I unlock the door and open it to see three men vlogging “hey guys” I walk into the room and jump at everyone.

“Hello Y/n” wil greets me hugging my back trapping me in a tight hug pulling me down to the ground

“Hey Y/n” Charlie pats my head giving me a smile. Alex just kinda looked at me grinning

“AY MI PUTA ESPOSA” [my fucking wife] he shouts dragging me out of wils arms hugging me tight.

“I missed you too” I smile kissing his forearm blushing lightly. “I’m gonna say hi to the the others” I stood up opened the door and skipped to the other side of the hall knocking the door greeting everyone with a big hug kissing niki on the cheek “I haven’t seen you guys in forever my gosh.”

“Y/n you’ve gotten so big, omg it’s almost like your as old as us” Tina teases winking at me. “I miss being 21 and having my first legal drink” she looks at me grinning.

“Yep love you too” I smile lightly kissing her hand I said bye to all of them and walked back into my room. As I stepped foot in the room Alex hugged me and lifted me up spinning me around. “I was gone for less than 15 minutes?” He grins

“I know, I’m just guiding you back out, wil and Charlie are hungry so we’re gonna get them food.” He turn to wil and gives him a thumbs up.

“Alright— uhm if we go to McDonald’s Donald’s can we blog in the play place? You’ve got a cute face I’m sure we won’t get in trouble if we went in” he smiles nervously and nods. “I wasn’t lying about the cute part”

“Yeah of course” he takes my hand and we start walking to mcdonalds. “Y/n your awesome really”

“You are too Alex your honestly the most bestest friend I’ve ever had” he looks at me with a shocked frown (😦)

“Yeah, your my best friend too” me and Alex are just friends and I don’t know why I can’t except it. It’s so unfair that we can’t date. If I ask him out it may ruin our friendship and then I’ll have no more friends because my friends are his friends and— “mlady” Alex bows and giggles holding the door open for me i thank him and look at my phone

I sigh and walk up to the counter, “two happy meals, one Big Mac with fries and 10 piece chicken nuggets with 4 large cups please”

“Ordering for a family?” I nod

“Sorta.”

“That’s your husband or boyfriend I assume?” I shrug

“I like him but I don’t think he likes me”

“Look he’s staring at you, he’s giving you the look of love.” She does that one spongeboob gesture (imagination) and she laughs

“Right” I grin as she hands me the food “how much?” I take out my wallet and start counting

“25.74$ ma’am” I nod giving her a 20 and a 10 she smiles and looks at Alex “if he don’t want you I do girly”

“Have a good one” she nods and me and Alex leave and start our walk back

“So what did you and the cashier talk about?”

“She was asking if we were married or dating but when I told her we’re best friends she understood” Alex sighs and covers his face. “What’s wrong?”

“Y/n why don’t you get it? I’m inlove with you. I like you. I want to date you. I think your cute and amazing and every time you say dumb shit like “oh yeah we’re best friends” it breaks my fucking heart” he looks at me teary eyed

“Alex—I love you too. I’ve just been worried you didn’t feel the same but you are my everything I love you. every second I spend thinking of you makes my day so much better” I smile reaching for his hand “you are my world Alex I love you more than anything.” He sighs and grabs my hand while we walk side by side. When we make it back to the hotel Wilbur was already asleep and Charlie was no where to be seen.

“I guess we’ll eat this tomorrow then.”

[unholyplumpprincess]

Okay this is such a huge fantasy for me lol, but how about some NSFW HCs or small drabbles, please, on how Mirage and Octane would react to their S/O stuck in a wall with their booty hanging out and their S/O playfully teasing them to do something. I'm sorry if the wording doesn't make sense 😔 Thank you anyways! 💖💞

Good ole' stuck in the wall thing is such my jam. As a treat, u can have both of them!

!!!Minors and ageless blogs dni or you'll be blocked!!!

Reblogs > Likes - Please Reblog the content you hit Like on :D

Warnings: R18+/NSFT, stuck in the wall shtick, public play, gloryhole/shared person? Idk what you'd tag that as, GN reader and ambiguous, trans Octane and verbiage for his bits is cock/dick

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Mirage: When you mention you've got kinda a thing for that? Well. Elliott flushes and is all supportive of you and mentions that he uh...well, he kinda has something set up like that in the backroom for uhm. You know. For people who are into that sorta thing at his bar. So it only takes you little convincing before you're agreeing enthusiastically.

Elliott actually helps you set up. The hole in the wall is completely cleaned and sanitized and he even places a towel in it so you have something soft to rest on. There's a table on the other side of the wall where you can rest your head on a pillow or prop yourself up. It's nice, really. And on the other side is a table full of essentials. Markers, lubricant, condoms, toys, other things set up.

You expect Elliott to be the first customer, but instead he sits on the other side of the wall with you. He's with you the entire way through when some stranger feels you up. Elliott's the one cupping your face, crooning you're doing so well even when your lashes flutter and you're taking your third or fourth person and crying into his hands.

You find that Elliott wasn't so much a consumer to those sort of things, but a watcher. Helping you take water on your breaks, and teasingly staying out of your grasp when you note the tent he's pitching in his pants. He's all kisses and smiles and 'good job's. Happily sitting near you and even taking pictures of you.

When the night is over, you have his help cleaning up too. Able to rest in his lap, half cradled as he gives you the aftercare needed and plenty of rest.

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Octane: Octavio, on the other hand, is ALL about being a participant to this sort of scenario. So when in a match you end up trying to shimmy your way through a hole in the wall when you see some gold loot someone stashed and get stuck? Can you really blame your boyfriend when you call for help and end up hearing him lowly whistle behind you with a laugh and a tease of, "Got yourself stuck there, huh, mi amor?"

"Ugh, just help me out of here." You'd whine, embarrassed and squirming as you tried to push at the wood around you- unable to get a good grasp. Only to pause when a hand slowly slides up the back of your thigh, over your ass and to your hip.

"And lose this view? You can forget about it." Octavio's voice is once again a tease, both hands hooking around your hips and letting his own find your ass in a playful bunny hump. Your cheeks flush, undeniably into it and squirming in the hole. It's a horrible scenario, really, especially when not a week ago you told him about this little fantasy and how you'd thought of some stranger feeling you up-

"Doesn't seem like you mind." Octavio's voice is low, you can practically feel his grin as he humps his hips against you again, grinding hard into you and making your breath stutter.

When you give him the green light, it's a race for him to tug down his shorts. You can feel how soaked he is, how hard he is when he angles himself just right against your clothed ass. Feeling how he humps you and grinds in a harsh pace, dragging his dick against you and moaning with each thrust of his hips.

It only knocks you further into the hole, only able to cling to the wood behind you and feeling arousal aching in your body. How you're probably ruining your own pants.

When he cums, you know it because he stills and squeezes tight onto your hips with a low, stuttering groan and feeling slick splash onto you. Only left with an appreciative ass pat twice on you and the shuffling of clothes before he grabs your hips and yanks you out with some of your help.

You hate how you have to practically waddle the rest of the game- and not to mention how unbearable he is talking about having 'marked his territory' and how you 'whimpered like a stuck bunny'.

[ray-ray-writings]

HELLO RAY! I have a sorta cute image prompt for you to possibly do? Idk it's cute to me so ima just day it, it's a Sam x Reader. Now they aren't together in it but actually get together in it, so basically we all know Sam has adopted Tommy at this point, but what if the Reader did the same thing *gasp*! Sort like a mother figure? But anyway, it's clear that Sam and the reader like each other but are awkward about it because reasons, so Tommy does as Tommy does and becomes WingmanInnit and attempts to get the two together, with out actually saying to either of them that's what he's doing. Thank you for doing this if you do💙💙💙 have a good day or night, make sure to eat/drink/take your meds, and have a good nap you deserve it!

HELLO FRIEND! I’m so sorry this took so long to write but I really hope you enjoy it nonetheless!! This is a fem! reader because reader is referred to as “a mother figure” but you can honestly just pretend it’s “parental figure” and make it gender neutral! 

Honey Barbecue-Awesamedude

You first met Tommy while you were walking the Prime Path back to your home from a trip to gather a specific type of wood. You quite literally crashed into the boy because he was so beaten up and disoriented that he didn’t even notice you and ran right into you. Your hands immediately reach up and grab onto the younger boy’s upper arms to stabilize him. “Tommy?” His bright blue eyes meet yours and you can tell he’s pretty out of it. “Okay kiddo, let’s get you to my house huh?” 

With a little bit of struggle, you manage to get Tommy into your home and into your bed. Once his head hits your pillows, he’s out cold. You carefully clean him up and patch up his wounds before setting a glass of water by his bed and leaving him in the room. 

Tommy doesn’t come out of the room until around sundown. He’s yawning, but he looks so confused but when his eyes meet yours, everything seems to come back to him. He gets this really sheepish look on his face and he rubs the back of his neck. “Hey… Sorry about earlier. Thanks for taking care of me.” 

You give him a bright smile and nod, “Of course, Tommy. There’s no need to be sorry. It’s something anyone would do. Now come sit down. Dinner is almost ready.” Tommy hesitates for only a moment before seeming to get a whiff of whatever it is you’re cooking and making his way to the table and seating himself. 

You force Tommy to stay the night at your house. It was getting really late and you didn’t want to run the risk of him getting into more trouble and hurting himself even further. He left once daybreak came, but that wouldn’t the last time he’d be spending the night at your house. 

After that day, you kind of became like a mother figure to Mr. Tommy. You were always there for him and he always had a place in your home. You were one of the only people that was always on Tommy’s side no matter what and was able to remember that he was a liter child that needed to be taken care of. There was only one other person in the entire SMP that looked after Tommy like you did… And Tommy believed that you two would make a perfect couple. 

You and Sam were the only ones that looked out for Tommy for no other reason than to look after him. You two had kind of become the young boy’s unofficial parents. Yes, Tommy had his own house, but most nights he could be found in either your’s or Sam’s house. 

You and Sam knew each other, of course you knew each other. You two interacted sometimes but most of your conversations were about Tommy. Even with your limited conversations, you both quickly caught feelings for each other. The mutual care over Tommy was something you bonded over as well as, Tommy definitely doesn’t stop talking about you. You both had fallen for each other through your shared love of the boy that you considered your son, but also his words that he spoke about the two of you. 

It would have been impossible not to fall in love with him. 

However, it almost would be more impossible to tell him that you were in love with him. 

And the same goes for him. Sam had feelings for you, but there was no way in hell he would ever tell you that. 

This doesn’t make your feelings for each other any less obvious to one Mr. Tommyinnit. Contrary to popular belief, Tommy isn’t stupid. He’s very smart and very observant and he could tell almost instantly that the two of you clicked and that you two had developed feelings for each other. But it was also very obvious that you two knew of your feelings, but refused to acknowledge them.

He was going to fix that. 

Sam had informed Tommy that he had made a nice steak dinner for supper that night and that he really would love it to have company over to share it with. Tommy saw this as the perfect opportunity to push you two together. Tommy told you that Sam had invited you two over for dinner that night and you believed him. So you dressed up in a cute outfit and at 10 minutes till, you and Tommy headed over to Sam’s place. 

Sam was very surprised to find you standing at his door with Tommy, but it was a very pleasant surprise and one that he welcomed. Sam moved out of the way of the doorway and allowed you inside. You turned back around to face him and Tommy and found an odd sight. Tommy was still standing outside, staring down at his communicator. “Everything alright Tommy?” You ask, a little concerned as to who he was messaging. 

Tommy’s head snaps up and meets your eyes, a small smirk forms on his face as he speaks. “Oh yeah. I’m fine… Tubbo not so much. I have to go help him. I don’t know how long it will take. Go ahead and eat without me.” 

Not realizing what he was doing, you jumped in, “Oh! Is he okay? Do we need to come help?” 

“No, no, no, no. It’s fine. He’ll be fine. You two being there will probably just embarrass him. Seriously, enjoy your time together,” Tommy tells the two of you before turning and running away. 

Sam knows what the child had just pulled, you not so much. Sam could only glare after the boy but once he turns around his eyes find your frame, they soften. “Should we follow him? I know he said it’s fine but I don’t want--” 

“Y/N. It’s Tommy and Tubbo. They’ll be fine. If not, they have their communicators. But if you want to leave, I would completely under--” “No! No. I want to be here… with you.” 

There was a beat of awkward silence before Sam cleared his throat and held out his hand to you. “Well in that case, may I?” You carefully reach your hand out and let him grab it. He gingerly leads you through his house and to his kitchen table where he carefully guides you to sit down in a chair before pushing you in. He walks over to the counter and picks up two plates that he prepared right before the knock on the door and sits one down in front of you before sitting himself down with the other one. 

“I hope everything tastes okay. I’m not the best chef but I wanted to do something nice for once,” Sam tells you sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck and looking anywhere but your face. Even though he’s not looking at you, you offer him a sweet smile and a laugh. 

“I’m sure it will taste great Sam,” you assure the creeper hybrid as you pick up your fork and knife. Sam copies your motions and gives you a big smile and together you begin to dig into the meal. 

The food tastes great. Sam really undersold himself, and you were sure to let him know. You complimented his cooking over and over as you two dined and chatted. It was really cute to watch his freckles light up as a form of blush to coat his cheeks under your heavy praise. A lot of the time all he could manage to get out in response was a small “thank you.” 

The conversation flowed naturally between you two as you discovered you had a lot more in common than just caring for Tommy. You two talked about what you did for work and what you did for fun. Some of the conversation revolved around Tommy, but not a whole lot. You mostly used your experience with Tommy as a way to jump from on topic to another. 

You two continue to talk even after you’re done eating. You help Sam clean up, despite his protests, and you two take a seat on his couch and talk for a while more. You two snap out of your conversation when one of the redstone clocks he’d made chimes loudly letting the two of you know that it was now 10pm (2200). You’re both shocked about how late it had gotten, and although you wanted to keep talking, you knew you should probably get home. 

Sam, ever the gentleman, offers to walk you home, and you still wanting to be able to spend a little more time with him, you accept. Together, the two of you walk back to your house. Sam has his sword just in case but no mobs bother you. You two get to your front door sooner than you would have liked. The two of you stop and turn toward each other in front of your door. 

“Well… This is me,” you state after a few moments of silence. 

“This is you… I had a really nice time tonight Y/N… Would we be able to do this again sometime?” 

A wide smile spreads across your face as you nod a little frantically, “Yeah. Yeah, I would love that.”

There are a few more moments of silence before Sam takes a deep breath and then blurts out, “Can I kiss you?” 

You’re surprised at the question, but you find yourself giving him a small nod. Sam seems a little shocked at your answer, but his hand comes up and cups the side of your face and he ever so slowly leans in and presses a gentle kiss to your lips. You immediately melt into him, your hands finding their way onto his chest and slowly dragging up onto his shoulders and you pull him a little bit closer to you. His other hand finds itself on your waist, holding you in place as he deepens the kiss. 

The kiss ends too soon for your taste, but you also know that if it didn’t end when it did, you’re not sure it would have ever ended. Sam gives you a soft smile after pulling away. He carefully removes his hands from your body, you doing the same. 

“Goodnight Y/N.” 

“Goodnight Sam.” 

You stand there, back pressed against your front door, watching after him until he was no longer in your eyesight. You let out a small dreamy sigh before turning around and letting yourself into your own house. 

You are immediately startled by the presence of a teenage boy sitting in your kitchen, gorging himself on what looks like some chicken wings. “What the heck are you doing here? Is everything okay? Is Tubbo okay?” You ramble out as you rush further into the kitchen, placing yourself between beside him, your eyes scanning over his body, making sure that he’s okay. 

Tommy just rolls his eyes and laughs, “Tubbo’s fine. I’m fine. Everything is fine. I just needed a place to eat my wings. Wings for a wingman. I’d say I’m a pretty successful wingman?”

It was then that it hit you. Tubbo never really needed help with anything. Tommy didn’t leave you two alone to help Tubbo. He had set you up. Tommy had forced you and Sam to be alone together because he knew that this would happen. That the two of you would fall deeper and in turn would admit that you had feelings for one another…. This sneaky, meddling kid. 

You wanted to be mad. You really did. But you couldn’t find it in you to be mad at the boy for giving you the opportunity to go out on a date with the man you had been crushing on for many weeks now. So instead of taking the time to scold him, you instead opted to playfully push Tommy’s head before snatching a wing from his plate. 

Tommy opened his mouth to complain but fell silent at the sight of your playful glare. “Now, I will be taking this honey barbeque wing and will be heading off to bed. Clean up after yourself and get to sleep soon. Goodnight kiddo.” Tommy gives you a small smile and a nod before wishing you goodnight as well. You turn on your heel and walk out of the room toward your bedroom. But right before you were about to exit, you stop and turn back around. 

“Hey Tommy?” You call, drawing his attention to you. You give him a soft smile before raising the wing you had taken from his plate. “Thank you for being our wingman.” And with that you turn on your heel once more and continue on your way to your room. Even though he’s a sneaky, meddling kid, you couldn’t help but be very thankful for the boy that had brought you and Sam close together… You’ll have to make sure he’s the best man at the wedding. 

[i-am-a-reader-fear-me]

A Percabeth AU where they keep their relationship secret in fear of what their parents might think. (Warning: this goes over both PJO and HoO so it's very long):

The beginning of TLT goes as it should but after Percy is claimed, Annabeth is suddenly meaner and colder.

He remembers the Poseidon/Athena rivalry but doesn't see why they have to hate each other bcuz of their parents.

But Annabeth doesnt relent.

They still go on the quest together bcuz "you are so going to fail without a daughter of Athena."

But they still argue a lot and give poor Grover a satyr migraine.

When they have that bonding moment on the truck, Percy thinks maybe they're sorta friends, but Annabeth proves that wrong later by calling him a "Seaweed Brain" bcuz he's so stupid.

Percy fires back with "Wise Girl" but Annabeth seems to take that as more of a compliment than an insult.

(He doesn't stop calling her that tho)

After Luke betrays Percy, Annabeth's the one that found him after the dryads and she drags him to the infirmary but completely denies caring about him afterwards.

By SoM, Percy is so done with this and goes over to her asking if they could be friends.

Annabeth, who actually would like to be his friend, agrees with reluctancy, saying, "We have to keep it a secret though, or who knows what our parents might do."

Percy agrees.

Grover knows they're friends now cuz of the empathy link, but doesn't say anything.

In TTC, when Annabeth falls off the cliff, he blames himself more than ever, bcuz if they hadn't been fake arguing she might not have been distracted and fallen.

Thalia blames him even more too, and he has to keep his cover and can't tell her he knows it's all his fault.

Nico asks if Annabeth is Percy's girlfriend.

He says no, but he has a funny feeling in his heart.

He goes to the attic to ask the Oracle about Annabeth.

It doesn't answer.

When he thinks Artemis is about to ask Annabeth to join the Hunters, he knows he has to tell her something, even if it meant blowing their cover.

He breathes a sigh of relief when Artemis asks Thalia, and Annabeth is waiting for him to talk with narrowed eyes as if trying to figure out what he wants to say.

He chokes. (~Like doesn't say his feelings, not actually choke lol~)

In BotL, they are totally going out on a secret unofficial movie date but ofc the fiasco with Kelli at Goode happens.

Annabeth gets really jealous when Rachel appears. (Especially since Rachel has more opportunity to go out with Percy bcuz Annabeth and Percy have to pretend to hate each other.)

Percy, ofc, does not realize why in Hades she's acting like she really hates him even though they're in private.

At camp, they're playing Capture the Flag when they stumble on an entrance to the Labyrinth.

They go down to hide from monsters and end up stuck.

It's so dark Annabeth grabs his hand to keep from being separating. (~this is canon, they were holding hands I checked~)

When they find their way back out, it appears almost an hour had gone by when they were sure they were down for a couple minutes.

The campers were searching for the two of them and are immediately suspicious when they find the two alone. Together.

But they forget about that when Clarisse comes and asks about the "hole" they fell into and Annabeth suggests they continue talking in private.

It is then that Annabeth, Percy, Grover, and Tyson go on their quest.

When Annabeth and Percy reach Mount St. Helens they are quickly found out.

Percy tells Annabeth to escape saying he has a plan. (He really doesn't)

She kisses him. (~whaaaaaaaat~)

When she leaves, Percy apparently decides to cause a volcano to erupt. (~ya he doez~)

He lands on Ogygia, while Annabeth, thinking he is dead, goes back to camp, alone.

When she returns, they ask where Percy, Grover, and Tyson are but she refuses to say anything.

They realize what happened.

They have a burning of the shroud ceremony where she doesn't say anything, sitting, her face emotionless, but her heart in turmoil as she listens to Chiron.

That's when Percy crashes the funeral.

Annabeth is outraged.

She pretends it's because "THE WHOLE QUEST IS BEING HELD UP BECAUSE OF YOU! AND WHAT WERE YOU DOING, ENJOYING A VACATION AT PARADISE ISLAND?!?!"

It's really because she was head over heels with worry and grief (while he's off with sOmE imMorTal gOdDeSs) but she can't let anyone know that.

She is certainly not happy when Rachel joins their quest.

(Percy still doesn't get it.)

Before TLO, they are playing Capture the Flag, and the two are on opposite sides. (~in The Demigod Files, the story they find Festus for the first time in~)

Annabeth and Silena capture Percy and Beckendorf and the boys suffer an utter loss. (Were the myrmekes part of the plan? They'll never know.)

Beckendorf and Silena totally know they like each other no matter how much Percy and Annabeth fake it and try to get one of them to ask each other to the Independence Day firework show.

Annabeth does end up asking Percy and they watch the fireworks secretly next to the woods so no one sees them.

They hold hands or something else just as cute idk.

In TLO, when the Battle of Manhattan starts, everyone is surprised when Annabeth let's Percy take the lead.

When she takes the blade for Percy she says it was bcuz "I didn't know it was him!"

"So you would take a blade for anyone if it wasn't Percy?"

"...yes."

But by this time everyone secretly ships Percabeth so no one questions it.

After the war, Percy gives up immortality mostly for her but only those two know it. (And maybe Grover).

Annabeth asks him to meet her in the woods and when he does, she brings him a lumpy blue-colored cake which Tyson helped make. (Bcuz of course Tyson knows that they're secretly friends but Grover told him not to tell anyone).

They kiss, duh.

But then a monster comes out from the woods and they don't want to fight it after they just had a war so they run.

They end up by the lake and Percy pulls Annabeth in to get away from the monster.

Cue best underwater kiss ever.

They date in secret for two months but Percy's mom knows.

When Percy goes missing, Annabeth freaks.

She searches for him everywhere and if anyone asks why she's searching so hard for someone she doesn't even like, she just replies, "He probably just disappeared bcuz it's his turn to do the camp chores and I will not let him slack off," or "Who else am I supposed to use for target practice???"

(None of the campers who'd been in the Titan war buy it.)

In SoN, the only thing Percy remembers is Annabeth, but for some reason, he has this instinct to not tell anyone about her so he doesn't.

In MoA she still judo flips him and acts all mad (which she is) but he still laughs it off and says all sarcastic, "Oh, did the smartass daughter of Athena miss me?"

But he missed her too.

When they go to eat lunch Annabeth and Percy excuse themselves to "go to the bathroom" but they really snuck off to have their own private reunion.

"I missed you so much, Seaweed Brain. Don't ever disappear like that again."

"I'm sorry, Wise Girl. I missed you too."

*kissing*

Later, when Annabeth and Percy sneak off to the Pegasi stables on the Argo II and sleep next to each other.

Frank finds them.

They swear they didn't do anything and threaten Frank into silence.

He can never look at them the same way again though.

When Annabeth has to get the Athena Parthenos, Percy paces the deck of the Argo but says he's not worried about a daughter of Athena.

When she finally gets the statue, he goes down to meet her but she trips and falls into the Pit.

He catches her, but now he's hanging on a ledge.

"Percy, let me go. You can't pull us both up." She whispers, knowing they're too low for the others to hear.

"We're staying together. You're not getting away from me. Never again." He whispers back.

"As long as we're together."

At least in Tartarus, they don't have to pretend they don't absolutely, utterly love each other.

In Blood of Olympus, Percy, Annabeth, and Piper are walking underground to the monster's base in the Parthenon when they see a trident mark in the ground.

Annabeth says it's the place where Poseidon struck the ground.

At this point, Percy turns to Piper and asks, "Can you keep a secret?"

Piper nods.

That's when Percy kisses Annabeth.

When he pulls away, he says, "This is where the rivalry ends….for us, at least."

Piper acts surprised but on the inside she is rAGING bcuz now Leo owes her ten bucks but she can't tell him.

After the Giant war they consider telling their friends, but they're not sure…

Idk how to end this just keep going

Sort of a bonus:

The Hephaestus and Athena cabins worked together to make everyone monster-proof phones (which also correct their dyslexia) and Annabeth and Percy use them all the time to text each other and no one knows.

Jason asks Percy to come to a cafe with some of the others, and Annabeth and Percy are texting the whole time.

Their convo goes something like this:

'hey Annabeth, me, Jason, Frank and some of the others r going to that cafe on 31st street'

'*Jason, Frank, some of the others and I' 'Really? Piper, Hazel, and I are going there too. They mentioned Jason, Frank, and Leo might be there, but not you.'

'weird, they didn't say anything about u either' 'hey wait a sec, Jason's texting on some gc called Operation Get Them Together' 'the other guys' phones r ringing everytime he sends something…'

'What? Operation Get Them Together???'

'yeah'

'....'

'what'

'Oh no.'

'what??? Annabeth????'

'They're trying to set us up.'

'wdym set us up'

'I MEAN, they're TRYING to get us TO GET TOGETHER'

'huh?'

'THEY WANT US TO GO OUT PERCY! YOU KNOW, TO BE A COUPLE???'

'ok okkk u don't have to yell'

'🤦‍♀️'

'so what do we do'

'I think we should go along with it.'

'wait hold on, Jason's asking me who im texting'

'Wait, tell him it's your girlfriend. Just to screw with them.'

'haha yes ur a genius'

'I know.'

Percy tells Jason that he is texting his girlfriend, to which Jason replies by "What?!" and frantically starts typing on the group chat to tell everyone that 'YOU GUYS PERCY SAYS HE HAS A GF ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION!!!'

To which Piper is the first to reply, saying, 'Nah, trust me, keep going with it'

At this point, they reach the cafe, and the boys and girls meet up at a table.

Annabeth, immediately going into acting mode, says, "What is he doing here?"

Percy fires back with a scowl and says, "You didn't tell me she was going to be here. I'm leaving."

Jason stops him tho

Percy and Annabeth sit down at the table, but everyone is still standing.

Piper and Hazel say they have to go to the bathroom and leave.

Jason and Leo say they're going to go order (even tho it's a sit down with a menu and order type of cafe???)

Everyone seems to have some kind of excuse to leave until Percy and Annabeth are left alone.

The two pull out their phones again.

'Seriously? This is their plan? Say we're all going out to eat and then leave the two of us alone?'

'ig' 'what do we do now'

'I don't know.' They're probably spying on us…'

'um is that Reyna, Hazel, and Calypso in the bushes with mud and green war paint on their faces?'

Reyna, Hazel, and Calypso were indeed hiding in the bushes (with binoculars) with mud and green war paint on their faces.

'Wtf?? How'd they do that so fast???' 'And is that Leo and Piper holding newspapers with eyeholes cut through???'

'lol yea...then that eagle flying above us is prolly Frank'

'Jason is hiding in the clouds to your six.'

'where r Nico and Will?'

'I think that's them making out in the bushes.'

'lmaoo im so gonna tease them for that' 'so what do we do now Wise Girl'

'...' 'Follow my lead.'

'k'

Annabeth puts away her phone and stands up.

Percy follows her lead.

She says, "We know you guys are there, just come out. It's not going to work. And we see you too, Nico and Will."

The other demigods come out of their hiding spots (the two who had been called out looking especially sheepish).

"Why not?" Piper says, knowing perfectly well why not.

Percy looks between Annabeth and Piper, and seems to come to a decision.

"Because," he says and goes over to Annabeth and kisses her, "we're already together."

The responses were very diverse.

"What?!"

"I knew it!"

"Leo! My ten bucks. Now."

"Yeah, I walked in on them sleeping together…"

"So we did all this for nothing???"

"Wait, did you say sleeping together?"

They arguing stops as two flashes of light almost blind everyone and two gods appear.

Poseidon and Athena.

For several seconds, the two gods just stare at Percy and Annabeth (who are now holding hands just bcuz)

Then, finally, after what seemed and EXCRUCIATINGLY long time, Poseidon turns to Athena and says:

"I was right, you were wrong, I was RIGHT, you were WRONG, I WAS RIGHT, YOU WERE WRONG, YOU OWE ME FIFTY DRACHMAS BIRD BRAIN"

This was not the reaction the demigods was expecting if you couldn't tell

Athena just scowls and makes a pouch filled with drachmas appear, and throws it at Poseidon.

Poseidon catches it, bringing out what appears to be a phone and starts calling someone.

Athena goes over to Percy and Annabeth.

She looks mad, and Annabeth tries to let go of Percy's hand, panicking, trying to think of a lie, but Percy doesn't let go.

"My daughter is the smartest and best of my children, and as much as I don't approve of this, if she chose you, sea-spawn, she must have a good reason. But if you step one foot out of line, I will have you punished, understood?"

Athena addresses this to Percy, who nods fearfully.

"Good."

Suddenly there are a bunch more flashes of light as more gods appear bcuz apparently, Poseidon wanted everyone to see that he was right and Athena was wrong.

Ofc chaos ensues.

But Percy and Annabeth are still holding hands and look at each other and feel overwhelmingly happy for the first time in a long time because now they don't have to keep their relationship a secret anymore.

THE END~

WTF HAVE I WRITTEN.

[jingerhead]

so, idk if u are taking prompts but i really would like to see andrew struggling with intrusive thoughts?

Yup I’m still taking prompts! Ah yes it’s finally time to prove I can write more than crack-y fluff. This kinda led to a character analysis sorta thing, so tbh I think this is the most in-character thing that I’ve written. I decided to take a look at things post-canon ‘cause there’s still a lot of healing all these guys need to go through. Please mind the trigger warnings!

Read on AO3 | Word Count: 4,757 | Rated M | TW: intrusive thoughts, references to self-harm, references to past rape

The sun was getting lower in the sky as the day got closer to its end, the sky near the horizon starting to bleed red. It was still warm outside, not too hot to be sweltering, and a light breeze kept blowing Andrew’s hair into his eyes as he watched the purple clouds move slowly. When it first happened he pushed it away, thinking absentmindedly that he should get a haircut soon, but the longer he sat on the roof the more he went from watching to staring blankly, looking without actually looking. He was aware that Neil was sitting at his side, of the cigarette he was holding loosely in his fingers, but the world around also seemed to fade the more into his own mind he fell.

It usually happens. After sitting still for so long there wasn’t much else to do than think, to process, maybe reflect. Sometimes it felt like there was too much in his head, and he often spent more time imagining conversations rather than actually carrying them out. Important things he’d give voice to, but sometimes he’d wonder what it would be like to debate with Kevin over WWII, sing along to songs on the radio with Nicky, or to admit something meaningful to Neil.

And then, there were the darker things.

How would he react if you pushed him over the side? Andrew thought. He suddenly came back to himself, genuinely taking a moment to wonder what Neil would do if he was pushed off the roof. Andrew hadn’t been lying that one time he threatened to do such a thing, and Neil had looked back and simply said something about dragging Andrew down with him, which had shocked him enough to not follow through.

But how would he react? Would he be able to find a handhold in time? Maybe roll once he got to the bottom and somehow spare his legs from getting broken? Andrew had a feeling Neil would be able to do something crazy like that, given his background. Or maybe he would grab Andrew and drag them both down until they hit the pavement.

It was easier to identify the thoughts and stop thinking about them. Or, to at least try to. Andrew let go of the cigarette and watched it fall to the pavement instead, gripping the edge of Fox Tower to both keep himself in place and from going to push Neil off. Not that he was actually going to do it - ever since he got off the meds he was able to keep his impulses in check, taking a moment to stop himself from punching someone who would say something he didn’t want to hear or from saying something stupid for no damn reason. He counted himself lucky that he hadn’t tried to kiss Neil during those months, somehow convincing himself not to every time he thought about doing it. 

Andrew could feel Neil’s stare on the side of his head, knowing that his actions hadn’t gone unnoticed. But Neil didn’t ask, because he never did, and they spent a few minutes in silence while Andrew tried to get his mind blissfully blank again. To try to think about anything but what Neil’s broken body would look like thirty feet below, and to try to imagine what his outline for his English essay was going to be. About exams that were only a few weeks away. Hell, even exy so long as he could stop imagining Neil’s lifeless blue eyes.

His hands shook. The moment Neil opened his mouth, Andrew was on his feet, stuffing his fists into the pockets of his jeans and walking towards the doors back into the tower. He just needed to get away from Neil so that he wouldn’t have to keep thinking about anything anymore, maybe try to go to sleep. He’d call Betsy in the morning.

Neil didn’t follow him, but later that night he climbed into the bottom bunk, and Andrew started thinking about his eyes all over again.

~*~

There was a movie night in Matt’s dorm that the foxes were going to. At one point Andrew ended up in the kitchen to get away from everyone, leaning against the counter and staring at the block of knives. Kevin’s obnoxiously loud laughter ran out more than anything else he heard, and it made Andrew clench a fist.

Just grab the biggest one, his mind whispered. Go back in there and kill them all.

He didn’t. He punched the block and watched it fall to the floor, making a loud crash that gained the attention of everyone else in the room. Without saying anything, he left.

~*~

Exams were enough to even get Kevin to want to leave campus for a while, so with the promise of free lunch Andrew let people climb into the Maserati, leading the way to some restaurant everyone else wanted to go to. The whole team sans Aaron was going, since he had a ‘study date’ with Katelyn, which was likely just an excuse to fuck in an empty dorm room. Andrew gripped the steering wheel more tightly, not feeling as guilty when he imagined shoving one of his knives through the cheerleader’s throat. He wouldn’t, but that wouldn’t stop him from wanting.

Some conversation was going on in the backseat since Matt had been allowed to join their group. Someone had said something about a ‘boys car’ and a ‘girls car’ that Andrew didn’t give two shits about, and it was easy to block out the conversation under the excuse that he was watching the road. Not that anyone tried to talk to him in the first place.

The restaurant ended up being some sort of local sandwich place that Matt kept saying was good. It wasn’t busy or playing obnoxious music at least, it didn’t smell like shit and they actually had a large enough table for all eight of them to sit. While the conversation picked up again and a waitress came to get orders for drinks, Andrew picked up the butter knife at his spot and started twirling it through his fingers like Renee had taught him, far slower than her and therefore much less impressive, but it was something to do with his hands for the moment.

When it came to ordering something, Andrew debated on who to pass his menu to and ended up choosing Neil, who was sitting on his right side. Neil took it without complaint, glancing over it and eventually pulling out of his talk with Matt to ask Andrew if he’d want something that caught his eye. Andrew wasn’t particularly hungry, but he nodded to Neil’s question and continued playing with the butter knife, letting the muted chatter around him fill his ears.

His eyes caught on his palm on the table. He remembered the knife in his hand. Drive it right through, Andrew thought. Maybe you could get it through the table.

It would hurt, obviously, so if Andrew really wanted to do it he’d have to stab quickly, but the image of being able to do it slowly couldn’t leave his mind. Watching the blood slowly spill over, somehow being strong enough to stab through the table. How would everyone around react? Screaming? Calls for help? Or would they even care?

The knife in his hand was taken away. Andrew watched Neil put it down on his far side, enough that Andrew would have to reach to get it again. He hadn’t realized he’d gone from twirling it to holding it in a lax fist that had been steadily getting more firm. But Neil had - probably noticed what he was staring at as well. Probably knew what Andrew was thinking.

He didn’t feel guilty. More annoyed that Neil would interfere - that he could interfere like that, just reach over without any fear and do what he wanted. That Andrew let him do what he wanted, even if it cleared his head.

“Don’t play with that,” Neil told him.

Andrew did his best to raise one eyebrow in as unimpressed a look as he could manage, but Neil’s face didn’t change. As usual. “I was using that,” Andrew mumbled into the palm holding up his head.

“We’re all impressed you can use a knife,” Neil replied. “Congratulations.”

Fuck off, Andrew thought, looking away.

~*~

Exam week was a nightmare for everyone and there was just no hiding it.

Too many days off Andrew spent looking over notes he already knew word for word, trying to keep doing something while his teammates desperately tried to keep afloat. He thought about briefly annoying Neil, but Neil had decided to max out in credits that semester and would need all the time to study that he could get. Andrew stayed in the dorm and listened to Kevin say answers to his flashcards Nicky was quizzing him on in the background, tapping his pencil repeatedly against his notebook.

“Andrew!” Nicky eventually called, gaining his attention. “We’re ordering tonight. What do you want?”

It came so suddenly this time. Andrew could feel the wood of the pencil in his hands so clearly when he thought to himself, What if you stuck that in his eye?

Everyone would have a hard time forgiving him, at the very least. Andrew kept imagining it, seeing the pencil where it absolutely shouldn’t be and it took everything he had to look away and throw his pencil behind him, staring at his notebook instead. It was quiet for a while.

“Alright, I guess I’ll just ask Neil,” Nicky decided. Andrew could hear him walk away. He was pretty sure Kevin was staring at the back of his head.

~*~

They were practicing, because even though it was summer Kevin goddamn Day couldn’t stay away from the court for more than two days at a time. The days were warmer, which meant the court was warmer, and the pads Andrew wore quickly made him sweat even though he was just standing in place at the goal, letting shots go by because the last thing he wanted to do was move. Kevin was showing Neil some kind of striking technique that Andrew couldn’t give two shits about, trying to determine what time they arrived and for how long he’d been sweating his ass off.

He wished he could claim he didn’t remember agreeing to this: one last practice before moving out of Fox Tower for the summer. At least he didn’t agree to actively participate, but he could tell that Neil and Kevin wanted a genuine practice that day and were at least aggravated that he wasn’t giving it to them. The only reason he’d agreed in the first place was because Neil is surprisingly convincing when he’s trying to suck marks on Andrew’s neck, testing his control enough that he let some things slide.

Neil tested out whatever Kevin had shown him, and the shot flew right by Andrew’s head to land in the goal. Andrew could spot the frustration despite the helmet Neil wore blocking his face, so he stopped slouching and waited for one of them to say something. Predictably, Neil ran over.

“What would it take for you to play?” Neil asked.

“That we’d leave in ten minutes,” Andrew replied.

“Fifteen.”

“Ten. You’re lucky I’m not making it five.”

“Fifteen,” Neil called over his shoulder, running back to where Kevin was standing.

If he was anyone else, Andrew would’ve rolled his eyes. For now, he got ready in the center of the goal, gripping his racket with two hands and watching Neil’s every move. He took way too long to get ready, listening to something Kevin was telling him and then finally rushing forward. Neil’s always been fast, but he was trying to add some fancy footwork that slowed him down. He was focusing too much on his feet and not on Andrew, who easily blocked the shot. He aimed it back at Neil’s feet, who jumped to avoid the ball. It rolled near Kevin.

Neil just shook his head and jogged to retrieve the ball. Andrew considered pointing out where he’d gone wrong, but in the end he stayed silent. Neil made another attempt that was easily blocked, the ball flying back towards his feet. This time he didn’t wait to scoop it back up, clearly abandoning what Kevin was trying to show him to try to just score. But every time the ball came towards him, Andrew caught it and shot it right back. 

Shoot it, Andrew thought. Make it fly through his chest and score in the other goal.

And he did it. The next shot Neil made at him, Andrew caught it and made it fly back with all his strength, aiming for Neil’s head instead of his chest. Neil dodged at the last second, watching as the ball flew across the court. After a few moments the opposite goal lit up red. Andrew starred, then dropped his racket and tugged off his helmet, throwing it on the ground and walking towards the locker room.

The moment he got there he started pulling off his pads and jersey, stripping down and getting into the shower to try to cool down. He ended up getting in the water without taking off his shorts or armbands and leaned against the cool wall, which helped soothe his overheated skin. For a while he just stood there, much longer than he’d originally meant to, until he stopped thinking about how he could’ve killed Neil. About how he’d very well tried to.

When he got out, he wrapped a towel around his shoulders and made his way to his locker. Slowly he changed, listening closely for any sign of Kevin or Neil coming back. In the end neither arrived until he’d changed and started smoking while sitting on the bench, avoiding Kevin’s frown and Neil’s level look. Kevin went straight for the showers and Neil straddled the bench across from Andrew, staring at the cigarette, eventually taking it from Andrew’s fingers and taking a drag.

“That was incredible,” he whispered after a moment.

“What?” Andrew asked, stealing his cigarette back.

“You scored in the other goal.” Neil raised his eyebrows for a moment, smiling without smiling. “You should do that during a game.”

Try to take your head off? Andrew thought for a moment. He glanced down at the bench, wondering what Neil would think if he gave voice to what he’d thought. He probably wouldn’t be that phased, but he didn’t want to say them out loud. He’d talk to Betsy later. He stubbed the cigarette out and faced the man in front of him. “Yes or no?” he asked, not sure what he was asking for exactly, but wanting to make it up in his mind. To say sorry for something Neil didn’t realize.

“Yes,” Neil said, moving his hands between their bodies and keeping them on the bench while Andrew leaned forward. Neil easily opened his mouth to him and Andrew didn’t mean for the kiss to be gentle, but it just ended up staying that way. 

When they pulled back, Andrew decided that wasn’t an apology. He wanted a kiss so he asked for one, and Neil gave it. “I’m not doing that again,” he said quietly, thinking about the goal he’d made. He almost couldn’t believe he was saying anything at all.

“Alright,” Neil replied, as though it was that easy.

Andrew got up and grabbed his things, making his way towards the parking lot. Neil followed, forgoing a shower for now. When they reached the Maserati they both leaned against it and each lit up their own cigarette while waiting for Kevin. He came out a few minutes later, climbing into the backseat.

“Those things are going to destroy your lungs,” he told them.

“We know, Kevin,” Neil replied.

Andrew started the car and drove to Fox Tower.

~*~

In a perfect world, everyone would’ve left campus by now and Andrew could leave in relative silence. Nicky had already said goodbye, bound for his flight to Germany to see Erik again. Aaron wasn’t living in the same dorm but Andrew was sure he was still around somewhere. They both avoided each other.

Matt and Dan were leaving at the same time, coming around the room to say goodbye to Neil and to remind him to text them - and to text them often - lest they die of worry. Renee had left Andrew a brief text goodbye, reminding him to take care of himself. Kevin didn’t have far to go, since he was spending the summer with Wymack.

The last one to offer goodbyes was Allison, who stopped by their dorm as well to wave goodbye to Neil and give Andrew one last sharp look that he supposed he deserved.

Her hair’s long. Just grab it and slam her into the wall, Andrew thought. He could imagine a smashed nose and smudged makeup and it made him feel oddly satisfied.

“What?” Allison asked, hovering in the doorway. “I’m not saying goodbye to you.”

Andrew turned away from her and went to finish packing. He’d had thoughts like these before, but...

He couldn’t tell if they were getting worse, or if he was just noticing them more.

~*~

A week later, Andrew and Neil were alone in the house in Columbia and had settled in as much as they could. Neil never unpacked the one bag that came with, other than his duffle, and Andrew had haphazardly tossed the clothes he’d brought into the single dresser in his room. Nicky was in Germany and Aaron had gone on a trip with Katelyn….somewhere. Andrew hadn’t been told where, which was probably for the best.

They’d been alone for a week, and would be for a while longer, but Andrew didn’t want to spend too much time doing nothing. At the end of the week he asked Neil, who gave him his answer, and one way or another they ended up in Andrew’s room. He moved Neil to the bed, who let himself be pinned - had practically offered up his wrists - with his hands on either side of his head. It was easier for Andrew to kiss him that way, straddling Neil’s hips but keeping their torsos apart. He couldn’t stop kissing Neil, biting at his lips until they were bruised and dark red. Neil didn’t voice any complaint but Andrew could see the tiny pinch between his eyebrows when he pulled away.

Ever since he’d first kissed Neil he’d thought of things like this: how they’d move together, how he’d keep the redhead down, how he’d bite and suck to make it hurt and hear Neil cry out. Andrew released one wrist so he could drag his hand down Neil’s body, on top of the shirt he wouldn’t remove and to Neil’s sweatpants, watching his face the whole time. The pinch ebbed away the moment Andrew touched him through the pants, and Neil’s expression became far more relaxed. The hand beside his head tangled in the sheets, staying right where it was.

Andrew pushed down harder on the wrist he was still holding in place while his other pushed past Neil’s waistband, still watching his face. Neil nodded a few times, lips parting to let out a breathy sound that Andrew wanted to hear again. He wanted everything he could get from Neil - wanted to hear every noise he could make, wanted to trace every inch of Neil’s body with his lips, wanted to keep him pinned down and take, take, take.

Do it, he told himself. Andrew leaned upwards so he could nip at the shell of Neil’s ear, having to stretch to do it but the resulting moan he heard was so worth it. You know how. 

He did, he did and he wanted. He wanted Neil stuck under his body, maybe begging for more or whispering that it was too much, but Andrew would do what he wanted, anyways. For all his secrecy with his identity in the past, Neil’s reactions to sex had always been the most genuine, and it just made Andrew want to take him apart more. To keep pushing because Neil would let him, because he’d already asked and it was okay and…

Do it, Andrew’s mind repeated.

No.

He pulled back, letting go of Neil’s wrist and pulling his hand out from underneath the sweatpants, getting to his feet and standing. He was shocked that he’d end up thinking of such a thing in the first place, but then again, should he be so shocked? It was frightening that he’d even consider pushing forward without Neil’s say-so, but he’d still wanted to do it.

“Andrew?” Neil whispered from the bed.

How long had he been standing there? Andrew didn’t glance back, as much as he wanted to, and rushed down the stairs to grab his keys and start the car. He didn’t know where he was going to go, only that he needed to get away for a while. Away from Neil, because he wasn’t sure he’d be able to talk about what he’d just thought, and he needed some time.

Neil would let him have it. He always did.

Andrew drove until he reached a gravel lot near a small forest, hopping out of the car and lighting up a cigarette. It was pitch black and there was a single light post and the moonlight, and Andrew was aware he was suddenly in the middle of bum-fuck nowhere and he’d left his knives back at the house. Because he’d taken off his armbands for some fucking reason. Andrew pocketed his lighter and ended up shoving one shaking hand underneath the sleeve of the sweater he was wearing as though that would help.

It didn’t. Which was good, because he didn’t want it to.

He didn’t finish his first cigarette before he was crushing it in the gravel, then grabbed another and lit it and barely took in three drags before crushing it as well. He didn’t reach for a third, instead going for his phone back in his car and looking for Betsy’s number. It was almost one in the morning but she always answered, and he’d been putting this off for far too long.

The thoughts weren’t new. The ones about using his knives or crashing his car or puncturing his skin. And the ones about Neil weren’t technically new, either, but this was the first time he’d really thought about them or let them go this far. He remembered back when he’d first told Neil, “I won’t be like them. I won’t let you let me be.” That couldn’t have changed.

Betsy picked up, her voice just slightly groggy, like she’d been sleeping and Andrew woke her. He’d stopped feeling guilty about that a while ago. “Andrew,” she greeted.

“Hi,” he replied, glancing down at the gravel and kicking it. 

“One in the morning,” she mused. “Shouldn’t you kids be getting more sleep?”

Probably. “It’s…” Andrew paused, almost sighing. “I’m having intrusive thoughts again.”

“Having them again?”

“They never stopped.” Andrew did sigh that time. Betsy waited. “I think I’m just noticing them more.”

“Okay. Do you know why?”

Yes. “I think I almost hurt Neil.” No, he knew he almost hurt Neil.

“Do you need to tell me how?”

He could barely bring himself to think about it again. Andrew pressed his free arm more tightly to his side. “No. They’re getting worse.”

"Hm." Andrew could imagine Betsy nodding on the other end. "What did you do? Where are you?"

"I left. I needed to get away from him."

“Andrew, I think you need to talk to Neil about these things,” Betsy replied. “Especially if these thoughts are about him.”

And he knew that was something she’d suggest, but it was still something he wasn’t prepared to hear. “Will he leave?” Andrew blurted, holding more tightly to his phone.

“I can’t even begin to guess what Neil will do,” Betsy replied. “But, I do know that you chose to stay at his side after hearing about everything that’s happened to him. And he’s still healing, Andrew. You both are.”

“So, we’re just going to confess the darkest parts of ourselves to one another?” Andrew sneered.

“No, I don’t think that’s what either of you will do at all. I don’t think you’re going to tell him for a while, even though I’d wish you’d do it sooner.”

She was right. Andrew didn’t have any desire to tell Neil that he was thinking about those kinds of things, because it hurt him enough in his own mind. “Then…”

“What?” Betsy finished. “Well, for starters, go back to the house and see him. These thoughts aren’t just going to go away, Andrew, but you can learn coping strategies. And I’ll help you find them.”

“I know.”

“Good. Go home, and see if you still think the same thing. You may think those things at first, but if you can process it and realize that you don’t still believe them…” Betsy trailed off. Andrew could imagine her holding out her hands in a ‘well, there you go’ gesture. “It doesn’t make you a bad person. You’re healing. And that takes time.”

“I know,” Andrew repeated. He took a deep breath. “Thanks, Bee.”

“Of course.”

He hung up and took a moment to stare at his feet, kicking at some of the gravel and trying to convince himself to get moving. Neil would no doubt be waiting, and for as much as he deserved some answers, Andrew wasn’t ready to give them. He’d also like to avoid a ‘it’s not you it’s me’ kind of talk. He hoped Neil wasn’t blaming himself, and was almost sure that he wasn’t.

The drive back to the house was much calmer. Andrew still took his time, stalling slightly on purpose. At one point he considered finding a 24/7 gas station and buying some ice cream, but they already had that back at the house, and it would be a stupid excuse, anyways. When he pulled into the driveway he didn’t spot any lights on inside, which meant that Neil had to be sitting in the dark or asleep.

Andrew wasn’t sure what he’d rather face.

He dropped his keys off in a small dish on a counter near the kitchen, finding Neil seated on the couch in the living room. He’d changed into pajamas, checkered pants and a shirt that Andrew was pretty sure was his own. Neil was watching him the whole way Andrew slowly walked to the couch, eventually sitting down on the cushion. “Staring,” he said, trying to start on familiar ground.

“Hmm,” Neil hummed. There was some drowsiness in his eyes but that was also the closest to a silent, “I’m worried,” as Andrew was getting. He didn’t want to hear those words and Neil knew it.

“Bed,” Andrew decided. He didn’t move to leave.

“In a minute,” Neil said after a few seconds. “Tell me if you’re okay. Yes or no?”

“No,” Andrew admitted.

“Do you want to sleep alone in bed?”

“No,” Andrew stressed, because he’d gotten away from Neil and talked to Betsy and did what she asked. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Neil on purpose, no matter what came to mind. He didn’t want to hurt anyone that was willingly close to him.

“Then I need you to promise me that you’ll say ‘no’ when that’s your answer,” Neil said firmly. “I will always tell you what my answer is when the time comes. But you have to promise to do the same.”

“That’s why I left,” Andrew explained, looking right into Neil’s eyes so that his message was clear.

Neil didn’t study him for long. After a moment he got to his feet, starting to walk towards the stairs. Andrew got up and followed wordlessly, climbing into bed after Neil got settled near the wall. He didn’t bother to change, which he’d regret after sleeping in jeans, but he also didn’t give a shit. He was tired and drained, and Neil was just laying there. Waiting.

“I talked to Bee,” he whispered.

“I didn’t ask.”

“And yet I’m telling you.” Andrew closed his eyes, willing sleep to come quickly. Or in any way that night. But for once his mind was just slightly quiet, so it didn’t take as long as he thought it would to drift off. Not silent, but muffled and muted. And that would have to do.

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so i watched cobra kai all in two days and i have so many -

this show has so many cool and smart angles to it, but the same time.... its so stupid oh my god everyone is so dumb literally mr miyagi held all of the braincells in this whole universe 

like i am but at the same time i am not surprised it was made like this, bc in hindsight of course there were hordes of ppl simping over johnny lawrence ....  but it still amuses me that this is like... an Actual Official Thing

ok this will get long so cut it is

how much fun this cast has is super visible and i love it

i rly enjoy how the world was expanded ! i did grow up watching the karate kid movies, so watching how they progressed the world of the movies so organically was pretty cool. it rly feels like its the same universe

i fucking LOVE stories that are largely about a Thing. dancing ,skating, sports its just so thrilling to experience this all consuming relationship people can have with this type of activity? and martial arts are just that much more intense, so yeah, grown ass men kicking each other around at the lightest provocation and a war veteran caring so much abt teen karate is Ridiculous.... but i love it all because thats the intensity i find so thrilling

was kinda surprised with how much im missing mr. miyagi. first because, like everyone is so unhinged jesus christo, it just really throws into relief how much his character grounded the narrative of the movies. but also hes just a really great character

and on that note it rly Gets Me that the show itself aknowledges that and plays that into daniels angst and all the little ways they sorta weave myiagisms into the whole show........ im not getting emotional over this dumb karate dads show OK

related - i really miss hearing ‘daniel-san’ 🥺🥺

ACE DEGENERATE oh god oh no

they really went down the down and out johnny lawrence route huh. like i was always kinda bummed we see kreese choking him and then we never see him again in the movies, and while i love dumpster fire problematic trash himbo ck johnny, its like......................... actually really sad that his life turned out like this fjngn

everytime i hear ‘babes’ and ‘pussy’ i die a little inside. i know thats the point but i am a v cringe easy person, have mercy (ehe)

loved the way they are constantly drawing parallels between johnny and mr. myiagi of all people. hes the handy man of his building that has a bullied kid asking for help and eventually steps up to teach them karate, beats up a bunch of bullies for him, creates a friendship with said kid, estranged from family, drinks his sorrows away, surprisingly one of the least quick to anger characters (which says more about everyone else really but.... Well.), no schemes or ulterior motives hes just tryna vibe here.... oh and ofc magically heals miguel of is asthma apparently. the true disciple.. meanwhile daniel is his usual messy petty self even tho he wants to be mr myiagi so bad 

also interesting about that is how miguels character is a parallel of both johnny and daniel at the same time

overall the parallels in ck are done really well, drawing comparisons and also subverting them constantly. theyre well thought out

THE PARALELOGRAMS

fr tho, the angle being explicitly the cycle of trauma and its effects and how trumatized adults in turn traumatize kids, maliciously or not, is so interesting

but! on the flip side of that, it feels like the writers are getting in their own way @ letting the characters grow. especially this last season. theres only so many times you can do "johnny and daniel are getting along but 5mins later they are (literally) fighting over some dumbass random issue" or "johnny puts in 20% of effort with robby and then gives up" before it gets on your nerves yknow?

i see daniel no longer talks like macchio ingested 15 shots of espresso before every take and idk how to feel about that tbh

interesting tension in daniel, as in, in tkk mr miyagi was there and daniel was frankly, kind of a lil shit, this messy petty spitfire hot tempered sassy kid,(johnny lawrence voice: just... stop being so annoying) but now hes the adult, and he wants to be mr. miyagi... but hes just not, and never will be to his very core and it shakes him and in a way hes trying to find who he is now that he sees himself in a position to be a not! cobra kai figure. i kinda really like that 

plus how that relates to his cobra kai trauma. idk if the writers thought abt it Like That, i think so, but in any case, its interesting bc it seems like daniel has told everyone whod listen about johnny lawrence his Pretty Boy Karate Rival and high school and 84 cobra kai... But. no one seems to know what went on in 85 (or 86? idk) which was just so much worse

like ye og cobras were shitheads, but tkk iii is just two hours of daniel being emotionally and physically tortured. 

like, the third movie is.............chaotic, to put it nicely, and many people ignore it, but the writers clearly didnt. daniels actions are, in a way, responding so much more to the events of tkk iii than to the first movie ie. johnny himself, AND. daniel doesnt rly seem to have dealt with that trauma? he never told sam? doesnt feel like hes ever told amanda? he doesnt even say terrys name out loud? freaks Out over kreese ? the way he reacts to robbys deceit? his FACE when he walks past the new "fear does not exist in this dojo" paint or kreeses photo? hmMm i sense Pain

his fashion tho........... disappointing. where are the flower shirts daniel huh we had one (1) shirt what a tragedy STOP WEARING SUITS ALL THE TIME . also the band ts/grunge bi are a look for johnny but part of me longs for the preppy lovable 80s bully chic johnny lawrence getups

weird that they never used that last moment of karate kid where johnny kinda... snaps out of his anger and hands daniel the trophy almost in tears. like “youre alright larusso, good match” “thanks a lot”  that being their last direct interection seems like itd be perfect fruit for cobra kai but... they just dont. weird. 

especially when, the FIRST SCENE they see each other, suposedly in 30+ years, the first thing to come out of daniels mouth is QUOTE "u still got those golden locks huh?" WHO SAYS SHIT LIKE THAT DANIEL FUCKING SAN 

also amandas immediate reaction "your pretty boy rival?" like. can we talk about the fact that daniel had to have imparted to his wife the very important information that his high school bully/karate rival was like Really Cute and Fucking Hot Actually

 the writers Knew exactly what they were doing and honestly.............. power to them

tkk director voice: and billy was just so cute  

also I was thinking that daniel sounded strangely fond in that first scene, and i wonder if he developed a weird affection for johnny on the grounds that of all of his Karate Rivals johnny was actually the only one who didn’t actively tried to literally kill him

i was actually delightedly surprised with how great the chemistry between them is, like from the get go i am Invested. their rl friendship totally bleeds through and its fantastic

. granted, idiots enemies to lovers friends is my Thing so i am biased  

johnny lawrence: i am down in the dumps, i fucked up my whole life and my sons probably, largely in light of the trauma that the father figure sensei and the philosophy of my karate inflicted on me and all my friends. u know what i should do, as a traumatized, unreliable mess of an adult? teach that same philosophy to some other kids! what could go wrong! 

but really i enjoy the setup of it. i kinda like that i watched it late because, season 1 was johnny setting himself up for failure in a way and it was exciting to watch it all go to shit sjfn

Like. his heart might be in the right place, but theres just.... not a way to teach something like ‘strike hard, no mercy’ and not have it fuck up a kid 

case and point: aisha, miguel and hawk become annoying as all hell over that bullshit in the end of s1, even before shit gets truly fucked up

billys subtle panicked eyes when he sees hawk and miguel fighting dirty in the all valley was SO GOOD especially in parallel with the panic that is so visible in his face in the movie when kreese tells bobby to injure daniel and in the sweep the leg scene 

seen people question wether kreese should have returned and i absolutely think he needed to. johnny needed to realize that cobra kais fundamentals are flawed, at the root, beyond kreese himself being a toxic piece of shit 

also who are we kidding? we are here to see the tkk characters play on new playgrounds!

i get what they're doing abt kreeses backstory, ( also. cobra kai. pq eles caem nas cobras djjs sorry) but did it need to take up that much time? feels like they couldve  done it in half the run time and developed some other stories better 

martin kove has such an evil eye. i love it

love that we get a good follow up to kreese breaks johnnys trophy and tries to CHOKE HIM in the parking lot, which happened in the movie and then....................... was never mentioned again

“the gang is all back together again” aaaa u piece of SHIT 

also. terry silver is definetely appearing ha ha ha PAIN i cant wait

seen ppl say kreese was too much of a cartoon villain like..........................oh......... sweetie........... u dont even Know

interested how johnny will fit into that bc kreese was simping rly hard for johnny here. like i did not expect him to be so adamant to have him with cobra kai ... under his control, sure, but he really wants johnny by his side despite already having control of the dojo and how will terry silver self appointed jon kreeses forever simp going to feel abt that? 

like bitchs dropping by every episode like ‘joooooohnny ..... come bacc to me joooonny......... this ur last warning! for real this time johnny! i wont say it again! watch me ! im leaving johnny! im rly leaving ! im dragging a chair” and johnny is just like. dont let the door hit ya bitch it was so funny pls

and on that subject oof, johnny! doesnt! Know! he doesnt get that side of daniels cobra kai trauma. and i kind of.............. cannot wait for ck 2021 johnny lawrence to meet terry silver like. what a shit show i need a front row seat and popcorn (imagine terry tries some greasy charm and johnny just roundhouse kicks him in the teeth bc he just doest Not Have the Patience for This. glorious)

feels like we, as a society, should acknowledge that cobra kai will never die................ bc their sense of design is just chefs kiss. their name is COBRA KAI. they have sexie sleeveless black gis. theyve sneks. colorful leather jackets with embroided naja insignia, the get ppl thru the aesthetics. evil geniuses

the flashback cuts : masterpiece behavior

the other takes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! of the movie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the differente angles!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! of the FIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE CLOSE UP ON JOHNNYS FACE AT THE KICK 

that scene of daniel and johnny vibing to 80s music in the car. just. oh my god. the fan wish fullfilment. no thoughts head empty.

the new characters! theyre .... good. but. idk. i really like miguel (save for the annoying phase mid s1 - end s2) and amanda, who is a damn riot and has some functioning braincells, but everyone else is       

like dont get me wrong, i dont hate anyone,its not a jane and rafael from jtv situation,  and i am interested and invested in their arcs, but i wouldnt say i like   Like them, as in, personality wise 

like, sams grappling with ptsd was rly gutting and i enjoyed that plus her slight rage issues, 

which nicely parallel torys rage issues. torys background is all over the place tho so im pretty on the fence abt her so far

robby deserves better in every way, and i like how smart and cunning and surprisingly sweet he is

hawk............... is there i guess,

 demetri is annoying in the best way possible,

 carmen is sweet but. i just feel like her character is blunted to make the johnny relationship easier. like when shes furious with him after miguels injury but then forgives him like an episode later? and then convinces him to fight for the tournament bc she had a karate epiphany off screen even tho she was always against it? meh. feels like with the plot thiccening she was swallowed and now shes like a crutch for johnny mora than anything, which is disappointing.

aisha was cool and im kinda mad she wasnt in s3, especially bc a storyline with her tory and sam was like RIGHT THERE , but also... cant say i was super super fond of her... doesnt feel like we ever spent enough time on her

moon the bi icon, 

overall its a good cast but the main draw for me remains the og cast 

the tory/sam miguel/robby Thing. enjoy how theyre Narrative Foils and i like how their stories were so dramatically entangled but oh god give me a break with the teenage love square for the love of god. if u gonna put us through that at least have the decency to not make it so straight

and honestly some sam/tory        miguel/robby romantic tension would even make more sense. just saying! 

also im not sure how i feel abt the cobra kai: red miyagi do: blue theyre going with since some of daniels most iconic looks in tkk are also red. like it was a color they (johnny and him) sorta shared. i get it, opposite but complementary but idk... a little too fire nation and water tribe for me .

 and like the cobra kai kids are so funny abt it bc their outifts grow progressively more ridiculously coordinated. its like do they group chat every morning before leaving their houses? 

robby still sticks out like that tho. he went thru an athleisure/daniel san tsleeves phase and now hes back in the bandts grunge, but his color scheme doesnt fully blend with the other cobra kais. hmmmm.

LOVED LOVED LOVED both the okinawa episode and the cobra kais easy rider episode just such good good heart aching fun

bobby is an icon. he was in tkk and he is now ck hope appears more and more

 tommy is like the most iconic background character. all his lines, freaking gold then and now. sigh :( 

the framing in the okinawa trip was so good everything was so good

i stand by the fact that kumiko was the love interest daniel had the most chemistry with and shes is overall such a joy to watch, loved to see her again, idola, fashion icon

also tkk ii is good u guys are just mean

also really enjoyed chozens role in the episode, his evolution; i love that they introduced the pressure points (ty lee the blueprint) and! the honk + karate! cousins! absolutely iconic

when kumiko reads mr miyagis letters........ oh my god, my eyes FILLED with tears, it was so heart wrenching :(( tamlyns delivery was so emotional and lovely and its so obvious everyone involved in ck has so much love and respect for pat morita and mr miyagi as character, and i adore that it exists like this electric current through the show

when we were watching i told my sister i thought that ali would be miguels big shot surgeon and ngl i am so disappointed that didnt happen. hire me cobra kai writers

also the johnny ali daniel amanda chemistry? off the charts

AND the sassy retconning of daniel and alis breakup! LMAO ‘I HOPE U DIDNT TELL MR MIYAGI IT WAS MY FAULT’ HFDJJGNKFKSD

i am preeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetty sure back injuries dont work like that    but oke

daniel and johnny are so good together whenever, like they never actually help the kids or get shit done and end up fighting anyway but its just so much fun when theyre hanging

JOHNNY LAWRENCE AND DANIEL LARUSSO FIGHTING TOGETHER

daniels “plan” on how to get robby to juvie was so stupid. literally were u TRYING to make him hate you. dumbass

parents at those hearing rly brave for ppl that did not do ANYTHING as their kids got involved in a karate gang war until now

“bullshit i heard u were the real bully!” i mightve screeched

this s3 ending was SO DRAMATIC omg

everyone is such a MESS go to THERAPY u unhinged motherfckers

also im sorry but uh. a richass neighborhood in california doesnt have some type of neighborhood watch? the larussos rly dont have any security at all? neighbors wont hear the sound of a damn karate brawl happening next door??? also wasnt tory all like ooo i cant go to juvie, my mom yada yada yet shes always running around town getting into fights even at the rich girls house she was kicked out of school for fighting??   ?  ??    ??        ?                ?    ?          ??                  ?    ? girl??

stop destroying the larussos house, its so pretty :((((

sam finding her center looking at mr miyagis picture...  uwu maybe

robby yelling ‘U ARE WEAAK’@  johnny \as he is easily blocking him is like.... so funny and so sad to me. sweetheart. 

also i know it was meant as ‘oh johnny pushes him and HURTS HIM’ but it just looks like robby runs himself into the lockers and IM SO SORRY I FEEL SO BAD BUT IT WAS SO FUNNY 

i like that he and tory are the cobra kai kids now. we need ppl we care abt there to not revert to a good vs evil schtick, and this is the most engaging it could be... tho it hurts that these kids cant catch a break

ah yes "lets bet some real shit on the result of this teen karate tournament bc that is always a great idea" is BACK

so daniel saves johnny from kreese..... maybe johnny will save him from terry 🧐

and dojos unite ohohoho. lets SEE how that’ll work out 

miguels face of Despair when the ck defectors and the md kids are bickering like 'this is never gonna work' : gold

also. Johnny Lawrence is gonna learn some myiagi-do karate AHAAHSJAKDFH

 ive been waiting for this moment all my lifeeee oh lawrd 

final thoughts! there are def things i hope the writers will improve on the next season, but i am very excited for it either way AND i feel like it has made me enjoy the movies even more and that is a win for a reboot/sequel to me!!

[kinkymagnus]

hey speaking of convoluted roleplay, personally i like playing with truth serum. and look, i’ve got three modes with truth serum (maximum angst, tender fluff, and KINKY SHIT) and we’re just gonna stick with the third one for now so this isn’t ten years long.

so like you know classic fun fake power dynamics scenario like (damn now i’ve got the whole “mob boss” alec on the mind fuck) boss/secretary or maid or some shit, or the hero/villain shit i’ve had brewing for like a year, or the dragon/prince stuff i’ve had for longer, or whatever, the point is magnus is tied up and helpless and being “”made”” to take it, trying not to “break” as alec drags orgasm after orgasm from him, except at some point in all his cute “struggling” and weak “denials” of how he shouldn’t do this, alec casts a truth spell or gives him something and when he rubs the head of his cock at magnus’s wet pussy and teases him, asks him what he wants, magnus chokes out a please, please fill me with your cock, i want it so bad, and whines and begs for him all flushed cheeks and humiliation at being such a slut ;) 

like this works in so many scenarios like magnus trying to get himself under control, or even to just make what he’s saying seem less desperate (”i need this” comes out as “i want this so badly”) and his face burning as alec whispers dirty things in his ear about what he could do to him and magnus can’t help the yeses and pleases that are torn from his lips, can’t help how he sobs out thank you, thank you, oh, fuck, when alec slides into him (and sure they slip up and magnus can’t help but whine i love you or fuck i’m so glad we did this but honestly it’s just another sweet reminder you know?) 

and like even just in different specific roleplay scenes like. mob boss alec and lawyer magnus or even just you know in some way magnus getting bent over a big scary mobster’s desk and getting teased and examined and licked until he’s sobbing, told how pretty he is, pinning him down firmly so he can’t struggle or squirm away (there are many potential roleplay scenarios just specifically with mobster alec actually like. “paying off a debt” or “teaching him a lesson” lol) and then alec slaps his ass and asks him to say exactly what he wants and magnus tries to say whatever his “lines” are (you know like just let me go or i’ll pay you i swear or whatever you want to go with i don’t know) but instead all he can do is whine fuck me, please, make me cum on your cock and alec laughs at him and he’s embarrassed but so so wet??? amazing. or like alec “”threatening”” him you know but magnus is just like oh fuck i want you so bad i want you to pin me down and fuck me hard and alec’s like well i guess we could work out....an alternate arrangement ;)) (i picture these dorks not being incredibly good at those scenes bc they keep making cheesy puns or winking or slipping up with an i love you or a gentle kiss lmao but honestly it’s sweet and who cares about immersion when you’re having fun) 

boss alec pinning his secretary or his maid against a wall and teasing him, rubbing his clit through the thin fabric of his skirt or slipping a hand under his shirt and magnus melting into it and wanting to kiss him so badly, like, alec bending him over the desk or taking him against the wall and when it kicks in magnus is just babbling about how much he loves alec’s cock and alec’s hands and alec and alec asks him if he’s a little whore and magnus Very Eagerly is like yes yes i’m a whore i’m your little slut sir and i mean alec just has to reward honesty, doesn’t he? 

also idk why but i just imagined a sorta bad boy alec/nerdy magnus vibe? like. twi malec perhaps, and who knew “””shy””” nerdy lil magnus was such a kinky slut when you got to him open up a little? for some reason i’m imagining seelie magic in this one. lmao like this feels more au than roleplay (although it could just be REALLY lore heavy or some shit) but like they’re college students. alec’s a sexy Bad Boy with a cool leather jacket and magnus is like a quiet nerd but they go to some seelie party and truth shenanigans (magical truth or dare gone horribly wrong? just seelie pranks making the place of partying a no-lies zone, and then either magnus blurts something out or alec blurts something out or they hook up normally (magnus feeling Weirdly Bold, bonus if one of them did blurt something out because of the truth thing but didn’t realize) and then when they start hooking up they’re like “hm mayhaps something is up” lmao fuck idk 

ANYWAY dragon alec pinning “”””””””innocent””””””””” prince(ess for some fun feminization kink perhaps?) magnus to his bed, exploring his body and stripping off his layers of clothes one by one, magnus helpless and loving it underneath him, all oh we shouldn’t, i shouldn’t, and half-protesting even as he sighs and melts into every touch and whines and shivers with pleasure, and like, hey, CONVOULTED ROLEPLAY WITH A STORYLINE, he’s supposed to be an ~innocent virgin~ or you know ~wait for his prince charming~ or whatever and here he is getting fucked and ruined by the dragon guarding his tower instead, letting a dragon kiss his tits and spread his legs and lick his clit and fill his cunt with that Big Dragon Dick which just adds to the whole humiliation, pretty “”innocent”” little princess lifting his skirts and begging a dragon to raw him hard) and then, you know, bing bang boom truth spell and suddenly all those little half-protests and bitten back whines of pleasure (what if someone sees? and i should call the guards and alec laughs all low like wouldn’t you like that, if your guards came in and saw you like this, saw me about to stuff your pretty cunt full--go ahead, sweetling, call the guards, we’ll give them a show--) morph into very loud slutty moans of pleasure and begging breathlessly for alec to do all sorts of filthy things and even magnus looks shocked at some of the things he’s saying 

actually that was supposed to be mostly in character but there’s another fun part--obviously magnus consented to the truth whatever beforehand but this could also lead to him blurting out something even he didn’t expect (like, especially kinky/filthy and/or Soft(TM)) so it’s just like. magnus tied up, legs spread, face burning, pussy wet, having just let out a very long string of pleas for something incredibly explicit and dirty--i can’t think of a good example but like bonus if it’s twi magnus (bc u kno ;) ) and alec’s just like.....damn and magnus is like was that too much and alec is like no hold on i’m just taking notes babe 

but really tho like even if he’s at that point a little too fucked out to notice or care, sometimes alec gets just the incredible pleasure to see magnus totally fucked out and shamelessly begging for alec to fuck him and call him a whore and spank him and edge him or whatever else and he’s just like 🥰 i love my husband 🥰

ALSO this one is a little more dicey but pandemonium/public sex? i imagine it’d have to be a controlled crowd bc, you know, truth serum, but like, magnus getting fucked nice and hard and babbling all these sexy whiny desperate things????? in front of everyone??? (bonus actually if it’s more of like. an area thing, or if alec had some too--this wouldn’t work for all of the scenarios probably but also magnus losing his mind and getting the living daylights fucked out of him all while alec is whispering just like. the softest validation in his ear and he literally Knows it’s true? good.)

speaking of the whole knowing it’s true part that in particular makes it very hot for alec like magnus is babbling and whining so much about wanting alec so bad, wanting alec to do all these filthy things to him, and like, a) validation, magnus wants him This Bad, b) consent sexy and knowing just how much magnus likes it when he bends him over and spanks him and pins him down and makes him cry with pleasure? good. c) again just Hot like all these things he’s saying he a hundred percent means and it’s not that he doesn’t other times but there’s something really good about knowing magnus literally can’t lie and is one hundred percent not holding back and he’s just begging for alec’s cock :) 

i have so many thoughts on truth serum, even just this like, one third of the categories i have for truth serum ideas lmao 

[nad-zeta]

Match up | (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ)

heya!! tysm again fr the ikesen matchup, i loved it sm ♡ sooo now could i pls get a matchup for ikevamp, if its ok? 💞 (ps i hope ur doin ok!!) here’s the info again!!

bi girl, i prefer guys! ambiverted intp, gryffindor or ravenclaw, neutral good, scorpio. i have an older twin sis n i love/hate her sm!!

medium-length straight-ish black hair (side bang to the right) & dark brown eyes!! 5'5-ish, filipina! im getting glasses soon~

complex daydreamer- i crave affirmation/praise!! anxiety, i overthink sm! quiet w/ others cause idk what to say. im like half funny/playful & half deep/awkward- easily annoyed but guilty after cause im soft-hearted. i have a way w/ words, poetic? hopeless romantic! i tend to be quite chaotic? sorta socially anxious-

not innocent/naive but ppl think so at 1st! i look fine but im a big mess. superiority complex, insecure- smart n knowledgeable. passionate! a kid w/ my twin but w/ others, mature. its hard to friend ppl! dramatic but rather closed off. its hard for me to ask fr help- opinionated but i try to understand. i need lots of space,,,

i like to have fun n loosen up but would also just cuddle n have long convos. forgive but never forget- realist but rather optimistic. good w/ technology! imaginative/creative. near-sighted! rather selfish, i put myself 1st. love language is words of affirmation/quality time- stubborn! observant- sensitive.

a habit- i tend to drift away n just think? i care a lot abt how i look! i like bein the best so i get competitive. keyboard smashes!! i swear quite often. i like bein organised! i like makin faces!!

fun fact: math/history r my faves. sometimes im rlly hyper n say the most random things? i fear judgement, future, unknown, n failure. bilingual, learnin french! fr pda only hand-holding?

likes: gaming, affection, jokes (stupid/puns), space (stars), weapons (swords/guns), music, instruments (piano), animals, movies, books, philosophy, psychology, writing, exhilirating stuff, astronomy, mythology, etc.

dislikes: heat, presentations, naivety, stupidity, blind faith, stereotypes, being pressured, etc.

tysm!! shjsjsjs i changed it a bit- anyway, stay safe!! dont forget to take care of urself 💞

Hehe, you are most welcome dear!🥰❤🌻 I’m so happy you sent in another request! You are honestly so sweet! ❤🥰Soz for taking sooo long! I hope you enjoy this dear and I hope you are looking after yourself! Sending lots o hugs! 🌻❤ @x-joie-x

So I match you with………….. Napoleon

The first time Napoleon meets you was when he legit grabbed your hand and pulled you along with him, as he tried to get you out of the mansion. It was not safe for a human in a mansion full of vampire, and this soldier wanted to get you out before it was too late. But alas it was just that, too late. By the time the two of you had arrived at the door from whence u came, it was sealed shut, and no amount of tugging or pulling could get it to open.

Comte, who had heard the commotion, stepped into the hallway to see you and Napoleon trying to open the door. He strode over to you and placed a gentle hand on your shoulder as he led you and the soldier to his study so he could explain. After a lengthy explanation about your current situation he named Napoleon as your personal bodyguard to help you navigate, the Paris of the past

To say you were starting to overthink and get anxious would be an understatement. Napo looked over at your quiet demeanour and scanned your face to find a glimpse of anxiety. After the conversation with Comte was over, Sabastion came to escort you to your room for the night.

The next few days you spent cooped up in your room. Too anxious to leave, u needed time and space to sort through your feelings. 

Your stomach started grumbling, but you just ignored it, cause honesty you were just too stubborn to go downstairs and ask for help. Napo had been pacing outside your door, trying to figure out the best way to coax you from your room. That’s when he heard the rumble coming from your stomach. He gently opens the door and strode into your room, “come nunuche, I made too many pancakes this morning, And I need some help finishing them.” Just as you were about to refuse your stomach gave another loud growl, cue Napoleon bursting out into laughter, “I think its best we feed that little bear before it gets angry.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at Napo, as the soldier went from scary and intimidating to boyish and playful in 0.2 seconds. You smiled as you watch the former Emporer of France try to catch his breath through his full body laughter fit. He finally calmed down and grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the dining room. A new fit of laughter erupted from the man as you couldn’t help but crack a joke on your way there. The rest of the afternoon was spent cracking jokes and eating pancakes.

Napo found you incredibly amusing, especially how you could go from funny and playful, to awkward in 2 seconds flat. He loved to joke along with you and then tease you whenever you would turn into an awkward mess the second one of the other residents entered into the room. 

Especially Arthur, you would often get annoyed at his flirty comments and pick up lines, you absolutely left Napo in stitches when you made a sarcastically awkward comment back to Arthur on afternoon. Napo had learned by now that you were actually rather soft-hearted so the minute he saw the guilt flash across your eyes for being annoyed at Arthur’s comments, he squeezed your hand in reassurance, “don’t feel guilty nunuche, trust me he deserves it. Plus if you don’t believe me, just ask Isaac.”

Napoleon would invite you with him every day to help teach the children at his makeshift school. At first, you were somewhat socially awkward, but thanks to Napoleon and Isaac’s encouragement, you actually started teaching a class of your own. Napo loved how smart and passionate you were. You gave your all in teaching the children various topics, and honestly, Napo couldn’t help but fall in love with you. You taught them everything from maths to history, and the children absolutely adored you. So did Napoleon tbh, the man would take sneaky glances just watching you in your element. When stealing these little glances of you, a lovestruck foolish smile would dance across his face, which most certainly didn’t go unnoticed by Isaac or the children.

After class, Isaac would go off to his second job as a professor of the University, leaving you and Napoleon up to your own devices. Napoleon seemed to bring out that playful side of you, as the two of you goofballs would grab lunch at a nearby cafe. Or have a little picnic in the park, and just spend the entire time quick-firing stupid puns and jokes at each other. You sometimes get super hyper and start saying random words, which leads the two of you to have loads of random conversations. And TBH the two of you are always pulling silly faces at each other just for laughs. You live for those moments when u make a joke or pull a face, and monsieur de Whaha starts erupting with laughter. It is a true sight to behold, the way his whole body shakes, and the sight alone is enough to prompt you into your own laughing fit.

The day Napoleon knew you were the one and only woman for him, was the day he found you in the training hall. You loved swords and weapons so when you were helping Sebastian with housework one day, and you came across a vast display of swords, you were absolutely ecstatic. You wasted no time in picking up one of the swords and swishing it around. Napoleon walked into the room just as you pick up one of the swords and his eyes went wide, “pfft what in the world are you doing?” You narrowed your eyes at the man, as he chuckled, “practising, obviously.” 

Napoleon’s eyes lit up as he strode past you to pick up a sword of his own, “then I shall be your partner.” You smiled a broad smile as you went on the offensive and attacked Napoleon. The two of you spent the next few hours smack-talking each other as you fought. Napoleon enjoyed every moment of your fight and the way you were determined to win. He found that competitive side of you rather sexy, so much so that he decided to confess his feelings.

After you had beaten him, he proposed a rematch, but this time he raised the stakes. He went on the offensive, and just before delivering the final blow, he dropped his sword and grabbed hold of you. Smouldering jade blue eyes met your brown ones questioningly, and once he found his answer, he leaned down to kiss you.

The former emperor of France was utterly head over heels for your stubborn optimistic, competitive personality. He absolutely adored what a walking contradiction you were, being both a realist and optimistic, being organized yet messy at the same time. Napoleon had noticed early on in your relationship that you were rather closed off and slowly, but surely he managed to get you to open up to him. The two of you have had many a deep conversation while cuddling. 

He found that whenever you were snuggled in his arm, it was easy to pry information out of you. Especially when he would tickle you. He found out a lot during his cuddle interrogation sessions like how you feared judgement, the unknown future and failure, like how you actually care about your appearance and that you have a superiority complex. None of which scared him off, if anything he loved you more for it! Being sure to curb and banish all your insecurities with the sweetest words of affirmation and praise.

Napo like you, is also a bit of a romantic so this dork will 100% plan dates under the stars, especially after he found out about your love for astronomy and space/stars. He will definitely plan small quiet dates for the two of you, away from the loudness of the mansion. This boi will burst into your room in the afternoon, drag you to the stables, plonk you on top of a hose and before you know it you are sitting in his arms reading or chatting about anything from philosophy to psychology under the shade of a willow tree, surrounded by flowers.

Napo loves your writing, and this boi will insist you read him your fics whenever you finish them. He will spend the next ten days bragging about how amazing your writing skills are to everyone, even going as far as to say your a much better writer than Arthur. 

Knows you need space and alone time and will give you as much as it as you need. He knows you will come and find him once you want some company again. And once you do seek him out, he will crush you in a warm embarrass and whisk you off on some exhilarating adventure.

Mornings between the two of you sweethearts consist of soft, heart-melting moments. Naturally, the first thing Napo does when he wakes up is, plant a loving kiss on your lips. He will tighten his embrace around you as he cracks open his eyes to wish you a good morning all while nuzzling your neck. He knows you are a sucker for sweet words so he will be whispering the sweetest of endearments to you, in between lazy morning kisses. Best be sure this boy will complement and praise you every single day of your life.

Other potential matches…………….. Dazai

I hope you enjoyed this dear! 🌞🌻and I hope you have a super good day! ❤❤🌻

[d0llhousess]

persistence 

⇢ pairing: Hyou Fuwa  x f!reader

⇢ requested?: yes

c-r-i-m-s-o-n-x requested: Um hi idk if request are still open cause i started online school i didn't wanna bug u if u are.but if not i was wonder if i could request Fuwa who alway trying to make reader going on a date with him but she always says no cause she trying to focus on her studies but soon she finally agrees and say 'fine only one date and you better impress me' and at the end the go on their date and at the end he walk her home. Also reader is one of the most pretties girls in the School. That all byeeeeeeeee

⇢ warnings/tags?: mild language, fluff , annoyance-->to friends---> to lovers

⇢ summary: It takes a lot to deter Fuwa, and frankly you don’t find yourself minding his persistence too much. 

⇢ word count: approx 2.1k

⇢ a/n: Listen…..Fuwa???? I love him. He’s the certain brand of dumbass that just speaks to my SOUL. He’s just an immediate fav. I hope you enjoy this and like I really enjoyed writing this. ALSOO my request are still open and since I don’t get a lot of them at a time, they probably will never close! If they do I will be sure to make a post about it! Also this lowkey morphed into a oneshot because I couldn’t control myself.

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“No,” You hissed out to the orange-haired boy that practically bounced into your vision. How someone had so much energy in the morning was beyond you. The boy had just asked you if you wanted to accompany him to a nearby cafe and needless to say you immediately declined the offer. 

Frankly, you couldn’t even begin to understand why he would even ask you, of all people, out on a date. 

The two of you weren’t friends. Hell, the only reason you knew his name was because you both just so happened to be in the same class. Besides, even if you wanted to go out on a date (which you didn’t), it wasn’t like you had the time to. No, most of your time was dedicated to burying your nose in the many books that helped you grasp the material of your studies--and don’t even get you started on how much cram school took up your time. 

So there was a bit of an unspoken rule across the male population when it came to asking you out after you’d turned down the first couple of guys that confessed to you. 

Sure, you heard the whispers of your classmates. It was hard to ignore them when you had a gossip for a best friend. So you knew that the guys would comment about how “hot” you were and “how it was such a shame that you couldn’t manage to look up from a book.”  

Yet as long as the confessions stopped, you didn’t really care about the whispers that followed you. You were in high school to excel and hopefully get into a good university; dating would not help you with that. 

You watched as confusion filtered across the boy’s face at your rejection before a small pout twisted onto his lips. 

“Why not?” 

You nearly snorted at his question. Why was he questioning you about it? Most guys would just nod and accept the rejection, but little did you know, Fuwa was not like most guys. 

“Because,” You began, eyes rolling as you turn to face the front of the classroom, “We don’t know each other, and why would I go out with a guy I barely know?” 

You expected him to accept your explanation, take the hint, and go back to his assigned seat, but to your surprise, he lets out an excited burst of soft laughter. 

“So all I have to do is get to know you more?” Your head turned back to face the orange haired boy, and your eyes narrowed at his elated expression. If you didn’t know better, you would’ve thought you’d accidentally agreed to a date. You found yourself shrugging. It wasn’t like he would actually put in effort to get to know you. 

Boy how wrong you were.

For the next week, he somehow managed to make it to class before you did, even though you were sure the boy had never been on time to class before. He’d linger around you until the teacher entered and in those brief moments he would try to engage in a conversation with you. 

The first couple of days you tried to ignore him, but you quickly learned that Fuwa was like a damned cat, meaning if he wanted your attention, he would get it no matter what. So eventually, you sort of gave in. 

It wasn’t like he was completely terrible to talk to. Sure he was a bit scatterbrained, hopping between conversation topics at rapid pace, and was honestly a bit too full of himself, but he just had a way of phrasing most things that you didn’t mind his cockiness. Plus, he was insanely honest. 

The boy literally had no filter, and since you were used to boys decorating their true intentions with pretty words, Fuwa’s  candidness was a nice change. 

Yet, Fuwa’s persistence didn’t just stop at the early morning talks. 

No, he began to linger around as you waited for your afternoon program of cram school to begin. During this time, he’d be oddly dressed in his gym clothes rather than his baggy school uniform, but you couldn’t find yourself minding too much. He was sorta cute in his practice clothing. 

These conversations only ended when an older student dressed in similar gym clothes dragged him away from you, and it was then you figured that Fuwa was part of some sort of sports club.

The following week you begin to look forward to these small conversations. Instead of turning on your heel to go the other direction once you spot a familiar head of bright orange hair in the hallway, you find yourself picking up your pace to meet him. Your heart begins to beat just a tad bit faster once you realize he actually lights up when you enter your shared classroom. 

You don’t realize that you’ve developed a stupid crush, until your friend points out your flushed cheeks when she merely mentioned his name. 

So, when he approaches you for your usual afternoon chat, a lazy grin on his face as he leaned against the wall, you don’t immediately scowl once he asks you to go to a cafe with him once again. 

You’re quiet for a moment, head tilting as you stare him down. His grin doesn’t falter, in fact, he leans more into you, and you can feel your cheeks heating up. Blinking, you turn your head away from the boy and let your lips twist into a faux frown. 

“Fine,” you breathed out, “You get one date.” 

Yet before Fuwa can respond, you raise you hand to stop him, “You better make it count too, Neko”  

The boy bristles at the nickname, but before he can even respond you’re walking into the classroom. 

The weekend approaches in rapid succession and before you know it, you’re standing outside of the slightly busy cafe, fingers nervously tugging on the edge of your skirt as your eyes wandered around for the familiar sight of nearly neon orange hair. Yet, before you could do a full sweep of your surroundings, you feel the weight of someone’s arm resting on your shoulders. 

Rolling your eyes, you shrug the arm off and turn your head, “What did I tell you about invading my personal space, Neko?” You questioned as your vision was immediately filled with the smirking face of Fuwa. 

“You said some shit about not doing it,” He shot back, opposite hand waving in dismissal as he began to steer you into the cafe, “But I remember saying that I don’t like that stupid nickname you love to call me, so call us even.” 

As you enter the cafe, you find yourself snorting at his reasoning, “That’s where you’re wrong. Everything I say goes, everything you say is merely a suggestion.” 

In a blink, he’s invading your vision again, face so close to yours that you’re sure your nose is almost brushing his. 

“Is that so, ______?” His voice is just a mere octave lower, but it still manages to send a slight shiver down your spine, and you find yourself unable to speak, so instead you just nod. 

His sharp gaze lingers over your features, and you’re sure your heart jumps into your throat at the heat behind his eyes. Yet, in another blink, he’s back at your side, and chatting about what he’s getting to drink, leaving your mind scrambling to catch up with his words and a heavy breath escaping your lips. 

The date goes almost heart-achingly well. 

Honestly, you don’t know why you expected anything different. Within the first five minutes of the date, all your nerves dissipated and you fell into the comforting conversations that you came to expect with Fuwa. He asked you about your studies, even though you were sure he didn’t give two shits about the calculus assignment you’d just completed before you arrived at the cafe. 

In return you ask him about his club activities (which you learned that he was somehow a starter for your school’s elite basketball team), and you couldn’t help the soft smile that tugged onto your lips as you let your gaze linger on his elated expression as he talked about the sport he clearly loved. Nor could you help the flush on your face as his eyes caught your lingering gaze.

In the end, as you found yourself walking beside Fuwa as he escorted you home (he insisted once he learned you lived nearby), you didn’t regret agreeing to the date, like you thought you would. Sure, you sort of liked Fuwa before you agreed, but you were still a bit hesitant about an actual date. 

Yet, it was nice to hangout with someone without having the next assignment due date lingering in your mind. 

It was even nicer that someone just so happened to be Fuwa. 

As the pair of you approached the front door to your family home, you began to slow down your pace until the both of you came to a full stop. Licking your lips, you placed your hands in the pockets of your jacket as you looked at him.

“You have practice right after this, don’t you?” You questioned, not quite wanting the afternoon with him to end just yet. 

“So you do listen to me?” 

Your cheeks heated up, and you averted your gaze. “No,” you insisted, “You’re just so annoying that it’s hard to ignore the things that come out of your mouth.” 

He chuckled, a sound that makes your heart speed up slightly, “Sure,” He goads, “But yeah, I’m actually kinda late.” 

“Fuwa!” You scolded, and he just laughs at your scandalized tone. 

“Next time let's go to an amusement park or something,” He responds, moving a bit closer to you, invading your personal space in a way that you only allow him to do. You laughed, head shaking because of course Fuwa assumed he would be getting a second date. 

You smirked, eyes lifting up to meet his acute onyx gaze head on. “Nope,” You responded, “That’s like a fifth date sort of thing, let's do the arcade next.” 

You watch as the boy slowly blinked at you before your words fully registered in his mind. 

“Wait,” He began, cat-like grin widening even larger than it was before, “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” 

“Wait,” You mocked, “You actually think?” 

Your sardonic remark doesn’t deter him though. No, he’s still wearing that damned cheshire cat-like grin, and you roll your eyes. 

“Don’t you have a practice to get to?” 

Your statement seems to snap him out of whatever gloating daze he’s in because he’s looking down at his phone at his hand, groaning at the time that reflected on the digital clock. 

“Oh shit, yeah,” He grumbled, “Yohito is gonna murder me.” 

“Well you better get to running, Neko.” You teased as you moved to walk to your front door, yet you were halted by Fuwa as he lightly grabbed your bicep. 

“I’ll call you once I get out?” 

You shook your head, smirk widening, “I won’t answer,” You shot back, causing Fuwa to just snort. 

“Oh you will,” He insisted, and you raised an eyebrow at his boldness, yet before you can respond to him, you hear the distant noise of his phone beginning to vibrate. Your eyes glance down to his phone briefly before you meet his gaze again. 

“Like I said, you better get to running, before you end  up on the bench.” 

Fuwa’s gaze lingers on you, promptly ignoring the vibration of his phone. You can tell that he doesn’t want to go. Hell, you didn’t want him to go, but you also didn’t want to listen to his whines if he got benched for the next game.

So, before you can even think too much about it, you lift your head and briefly brush your lips against his smooth cheek. With heating cheeks, you pull away from the stunned orange haired boy, and clear your throat. 

“I’ll talk to you later, yeah?” You questioned, and you resisted the urge to roll your eyes as that damned smirk appeared back onto Fuwa’s lips. 

“Definitely.” He responded before he waved goodbye, and took off to at least make it to practice with minimum punishment. Shaking your head, you enter your home, a light smile on your face as you find yourself looking forward to talking to the orange-haired boy later on. 

Damn, what was happening to you?

[pwnyta]

Out of the past few arcs for My Hero which has been your fav and then your least fav and why? I have to say the Endeavor arc surprised me and I like how it was handled.

Out of the past few? IDK how far back it is but I really liked seeing the 1A v 1B stuff((minus Horikoshi needing to suck Bakugos dick and screwing over seeing more of his team and their opposing teams skills/personalizes)) I thought it was rather fun. Honestly I always like when the story focuses on the bigger group its more fun and dynamic imo. 

If that arc was too far back than ya Endeavors arc wasn't bad but I have a lot of gripes with it. Like I understand Horikoshi needed to rapidly move Endeavor into a more favorable spot after Toshi had to retire but its kinda irritating that he has gotten more character focus/development than his son and growth than Bakugo. Like the way Baku and Todo are shilled you'd think theyd actually have a decent place in the story but they really dont...

Baku gets all his "character development" via other characters going 'wow golly your character sure had developed a lot Bakugo!!!' while changing little to not at all.

And Todo gets some decent story bits but gets sorta shoved into a corner for most of it. Hows his shitty abusive father gonna get more attention than him? Its kinda irritating to me... And I've bitched enough about Dabi...

As for my least favorite arc... The villain arc. It was horrible. So badly paced. Just rapid succession of weird 2nd rate villain backstories and then Shigarakis HUGE IMPORTANT BACKSTORY that starts tragic and terrible only to end with Shiga enjoying killing everyone which made me drop all the sudden sympathy I had for him...

And than Dabi arguably the second most important of the group doesn't get a backstory? Why? Not that I needed that arc to drag out even more by how are u gonna drop the main baddies shit before Dabi?

Is Dabi gonna take over as main bad guy... Is that why Shigas big fight is happening now? And yet we got nothing for Dabi or Todo drama? What sense does that make... Maybe it will all make sense later and Horikoshi is playing 4D chess with this setup and im dumb. But the structure and pacing lately in Bnha is garbage... And I dont have all that much faith in Horikoshi...

[the-coolest-mallard]

Like a Kickass Guy | ASC

Louie gets high at Mei’s party and texts Nemo and Tae.

@justkeepdancing-nemo​ @moon-yeongtae​

Louie: holy shit u guyyyyyy Louie: shit has been going dowwwwwwwwn. Or upside down? down and up really lol Louie: i may not have muscles n shit but guess WHAT I DID Tae: hulked out and killed someone? Louie: woah man no! Duuuuuude have u seen me? impossible Louie: i'm too cute to go to jail yet Louie: i mean EVER Louie: im too cute to go to jail EVER Louie: did a keg stand lol. sorta Tae: whoa nice Tae: how you feelin? Louie: a m a z i n g Louie: you won't BELIEVE how good i am Louie: i felt like IRON - no. i felt like CAPTAIN AMERICA. LIKE A KICK ASS Louie: GUY Tae: nice dude i'm glad ur having fun Tae: is mark there Louie: he was here somewhere. he asked me to come Louie: dunno where he went. maybe he's with johnny idk Louie: but who cares lol Louie: i'm great Louie: no more sads Tae: wow you're really drunk huh? Louie: nooooooooooooo Louie: haha I was gonna drink Louie: but then this weird girl showed up Louie: and now i'm super

Tae: but you said you did a keg stand Tae: that's like drinking isnt it? Louie: is it? i thought it was just a hand stand on a keg lol Louie: who knows? not me Tae: i mean i guess Tae: what weird girl Louie: idk blond. weird. she wanted me to CHEAT ON MARK WTF Louie: i mean she seriously helped me out but also Louie: wtf Louie: weird. so weird. but we went to the bathroom and she Louie: gave me t his stuff n i'm like Louie: wow i mean i can't stop talking Louie: i think I've said some seriously stupid shit Tae: wait Tae: what? Louie: what? i didn't tell you anything stupid did I? Louie: i don't think i did. thank god. imaigngi f i told u that Louie: lololol i'd die forever Tae: louie what are you taking about what stuff Louie: stuff? which stuff Louie: im not tellig Tae: what did she give you Louie: ohhhhhhhhhhh Louie: oh i can tell u that haha Louie: she called it all kinds of weird stuff like snow white or whatever which is bizarre af but whatever Louie: i like sniffed it and it felt super whack Tae: LOUIE WHAT THE FUCK Louie: and then it was like Louie: wow Louie: idk man i wanted to not feel sad and i feel good now Tae: holy shit what the fuck i cannot believe Tae: louie that was so dumb Louie: you're so dumb! Louie: no that's not true Louie: you're my faovriedgof person ever Tae: where the fuck is nemo why isn't he here to tell you how stupid that was where are you Tae: you're at mei's right Louie: yeh i crashed lol Louie: well no mark and johnny wanted to crash Louie: and since mark's been cool and let me stay at his place i was like Louie: well i should probs go Tae: yeah well THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU SHOULD'VE FUCKING DONE COKE OR WHATEVER YOU DID jesus fuck Nemo: wait wtf did i just read Tae: yeah Tae: i have to go fucking get him Louie: why are you maddddd? im not bugging anyone! i'm having fun! Nemo: wait whats going on! Nemo: louie are you okay? Louie: i'm FINE Louie: i'm super Nemo: he did cocaine? Louie: super human Tae: he's at mei's party and he fucking YES Louie: you could say Louie: ughhh stop making this so big Tae: do you know how many kids my brother had to see in the hospital bc of drugs louie? Nemo: yeah that stuffs really bad Nemo: its human chemicals Nemo: do you feel okay? are you dizzy? Louie: do you know what else is bad? life. being sad. freddie mercury leaving too soon. presidents. earthquakes Nemo: louie D: Louie: tthe hunger games Tae: hey louie seriously how are you feeling like Tae: in your body Louie: that's a weird thing 2 akks dud Louie: im fine! Tae: okay but like Tae: if u close ur eyes and like idk try to feel what's happening like is your heart beating really fast? do you feel like puking? do you feel like you're moving? Louie: oh i mean yeah lol Louie: my heart is skipping faster n when i Louie: wait i gotta shut up shut up Nemo: tae yah is that bad? Nemo: would jun hyung know? Tae: i'm asking him right nwo Louie: so fussy you guys are fussy im gooood Nemo: louie just keep texting u ok Louie: look how good i am Louie: 

Nemo: very pretty Tae: yeah gorgeous how's your breathing Louie: wouldnt u like 2 kno Louie: how's your butt Louie: bet its still kicckable Tae: you have literally never kicked my ass at anything Tae: nemo does your appa know about this stuff? you probably shouldn't ask him huh? Louie: DON'T AOISFJPDOGN Nemo: its human drugs Nemo: so not really Louie: 4 THE LOV OF GOD Louie: that guy lredy probs haaaaaates me Nemo: his magic wouldnt work either i dont think Louie: im a toxin to freidn parnets Nemo: yeah if he ever finds out we woudl be banned from being in the same school i think he'd transfer me to that catholic place and appa hates catholicism Nemo: this is why you shouldnt do drugs louie :heart: dont yu wanna keep being my friend Louie: :cry: :cry: :cry: Louie: you're my best mate wgodidpsdggdfh Louie: you too tae Tae: wow rude Tae: oh okay Louie: wow Louie: dont be such a bitch tae Tae: well you started it when you did cocaine Louie: i used to think u were the coolest but maybe  im demoting u n promoing Louie: nemo Louie: nemo ur the new hottie Tae: the what Louie: what? Tae: louie i'm coming to get you Louie: whyyyyy the partys still partying Louie: ppl be FITIN Louie: man ud fit right in with your muscle bod Louie: well cept one fitghts girls Tae: where are you in the house Louie: idk the dance place. the life space Louie: where everyone is? Nemo: is jun going too? Nemo: aghaldkfjaskldfj Tae: yeah Louie: wait wait wait wait wait Nemo: ugh im sorry i cant be there Louie: where u going Nemo: louie im so sorry just keep texting us Louie: no Louie: i should dkslefadkad Tae: hey louie what's your favorite queen song Louie: skedlolde Louie: what? ohhhhh wow tough choice man i mean Louie: there are soooo many good SONGS Louie: lately i've been listening 2 somebody to love a lot cause i been dfpsogdpsjsd Louie: buuuuuut Tae: i like don't stop me now Louie: that's my OTHER FAVORITE Louie: man u vibe so well with me i hate it Louie: ha ha ha Louie: j k this is why we're bffs Nemo: hey queen was on the CD you gave me Nemo: ive been listening to it! Louie: reallyyyyy? did you like it? Louie: hey hey tae tae. taeeeeeeee. tae you should send a slefdie Louie: slefit Louie: sel fie Nemo: course! i love it Nemo: maybe i'll pick a song and choreo a dance for it Tae: you want a selfie? Louie: oooooo yes please nemo Louie: and def yes pls tae Louie: do smehthing cute Nemo [deleted]: ugh louiealkf Nemo: where's mark again? Nemo: im gonna text mark Louie: idkkkkkkk Tae: 

Louie: he went to do some stuff with johnny Louie: woahhhhhhhhh Louie: waogdisjdpsgjosg Louie: shit Tae: that's me coming to get ur dumb ass Louie: wait ur coming to get me? Louie: shit shit shit wait i gotta skedoled Louie: skedadled Tae: what? Louie: well much as i think ur great im ok Louie: also i thinkk hoooo shit Louie: gotta ifnd a window lol Tae: louie if you don't stay there i will fucking murder you Tae: i'm serious Louie: deth by tae or tdeth by uncle d when he fins out Louie: shit mn if i stay its a double featur Nemo: :/ Nemo: please louie, we're worried about you Nemo: we love you! we just want to make sure you're okay Tae: yeah Tae: you're gonna stay the night with me okay Louie: oh god Tae: it'll be great Louie: hahaahahahahahaha Louie: N E M O Louie: tell him why i suddenly Louie: sgosigdsgsdg Nemo: louie  i think you should Nemo: um drink water Louie: im good ill just find Louie: makr Louie: mark Nemo: that's also good please find mark Louie: n go to his place? Tae: what did i say Nemo: nothing he's on drugs Tae: i said stay put Louie: im really good thouuuugh Louie: n mark will look out for me Louie: marks nce Tae: well mark left u alone and you did cocaine so i mean not that that's his fault i'm just saying Nemo: ugh what if mark did cocaine Nemo: u dont think mark did cocaine did he Louie: dont blae me him 4 ME BEING ME Tae: DID MARK DO COCAINE Louie: honestly i dont dieossgodkh Louie: NO Tae: fuck Nemo: he might not have! we dont know Louie: i dont deesrve mrk naywayl ol Tae: nemo never do cocaine please Nemo: i cant see mark lee doing cocaine unless someone told him it was fun dip Louie: he n johnny were just doing fun stuff 2gether Tae: lmfao Nemo: id probably DIE if i did cocaine so dont worry ahha Nemo: big no no for fairies Louie: speaking of immenditd death Louie: we sure windows r no go Nemo: which is why u shouldnt do it solidarity c'mon louie Tae: if you aren't there when i get there i will be very upset Nemo: he will be Nemo: wont u louie Louie: im scared i dont want the lady 2 yell at me Louie: pls i wanna leave Tae: I'm almost there Louie: DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD= Louie: what if i hid in the bathroom Nemo: its gonna be okay louie :heart: Nemo: just um, sing a little queen Louie: no its not ill be ded 4ever n dragged home n stuck with my asshole fam n never escape n ded Nemo: you won't be dead you'll be safe Louie: shit someone said its the COPS Louie: im double triple dead Louie: n thats bullshit Louie: my fam isnt safe they suuuuuuuck Tae: WHERE ARE YOU Tae: fuck there are so many people Louie: trapped in the prison of xistance Louie: a house of horrs Louie: horors Tae: i'm serious louie i can't find you Louie: just make urself taller Louie: ill see you Tae: i'm gonna yell for you Louie: ok ok ok Nemo: ugh fksjf

[acuriouslilthing]

LiOn KiNg 2019 ThOuGhTs(SpOiLeRs)

Things I liked-loved:

-ZAZU YESSSS. He was the best.

-The lions themselves I guess, I mean, I'm an animal lover so that's sorta a given?

-The dynamic between the two hyenas were very funny. "PeRSoNal SpaCe", like, same.

-More symbolism hunnie. I don't know if the creators intended for this, I hope they did but the way how Zazu represented Journalism/media How in the beginning, he gives the report and after being pounced, he gets defensive. Then later on when he's giving the secret report to Sarabi, it's like he risks telling the truth when no one else will. Also Timon and Pumbaa representing carefree, I mean they were always like that but it was more evident here. How they don't care what happens, they just take whatever. Says a lot. Was in first, just more evident here.

-The songs were cool, (except for a couple which I will tackle down below) especially The Lion Sleeps Tonight. That was my favorite to be honest. Nala really caught me off guard.

-They included more animals in the place where Simba stayed for his years growing up.

-"B e o u r g u e s t"

-"You thought he was dead? I thought I was dead" The whole cinema errupted in laughter.

Things that were...eh:

-They removed so many good scenes that i was always waiting for. Nala and Simba splashing Zazu. Simba dragging Nala in the water, Simba landing on top of Nala, Nala talking to Timon and Pumbaa inspiring them to come back, etc.

-Two of the best songs were very...mediocre? °Be Prepared was such a bop in the animated version. In this one, I was waiting for Scar to do the full song because it actually seemed like a cool build up...then it just...stopped. My thought process was: "OooO this seems good...wait.. that's it?"

°Can you feel the love tonight. I promise you Beyonce is such a queen. However, her as a Nala was very eh. In this song, there wasn't really harmony? It seemed stiffy a bit and she seemed to overpower Donald a bit. Compared to the original which sounded natural like mother earth was singing it, this sounded like it came from an autotune station.

-Colors. Although some of the songs sounded good what with the voice actors and stuff, the way that it was portrayed...dissapointed me. "Just can't wait to be king" was always such a flounder of colors in the animated and this was..cute? It was mostly them trotting. Same with "Can you feel the love tonight", IT WASN'T EVEN NIGHT TIME? As well as some of the other songs.

-Rafiki was boring. I'm sorry, I just had to say it. But, in the animated, he was so much more amusing than..this. in this version, he barely spoke, he barely had charisma. He didn't even bonk Simba on the head. He wasn't a jumpy character, he was a quiet old dude and that made me sad. They didn't even call him by his name.

-Their..expressions. THEY ALL LOOKED THE SAME. I.. If I hadn't had watched the animated first, I wouldn't have known what emotion each lion was conveying in that specific scene. I would have to rely on the voice acting and the music. At one point in the end, I couldn't tell if Simba was nuzzling Nala or his mother-

Personal Things I Didn't like:

-I didn't cry when Mufasa died in this. I sorta..laughed? Wait don't kill me yet, let me explain. The pacing was lowkey fast. And it didn't settle to me. Simba barely tried moving his father as much as he did in the first. The emotion was lowkey lacking. Just didn't feel it

-The hyena's "trio was down to two". Hehe..sorry. Although the duo was cute, I slightly missed the trio.

-Speaking of hyenas, I felt like they made there be "a leader" of the hyenas just so that they could let her fight againdt Nala?? Idk prolly just me.

-The part where right before Zazu was gonna take Simba back to the other cubs, Zazu said Sarabi was leading something about the hyenas. And then next thing you know, she's giving Simba a bath?? Like wow that's fast??

-Sarabi, Mufasa, and Scar Love arc?? The "You chose him over me", I didn't like how it was used here, it wasn't exactly necessary.

Overall, it was a very mediocre movie. 4/10? As a person who watched the animated first, it was definetely nothing compared to that. But kudos to the efforts of the cast and directors and stuff. I can see how the children could enjoy it. But, nothing will EVER begin to compare to the beauty of the animated. It's a cute movie though, the lions are adorable but also boring. Well, that's just for me. Until next time though *roar*~~

[themcfuckups]

ok, below is an rp i and @monty-enzo​ did, it sorta peters off when i guess i left the rp mood, which is why it switched from first person? to just us talking about them. (also my end started out not rp-like bcuz idk i do that sometimes when i dont feel like typing real rp responses) warnings: some nsfw at the end, otherwise its fairly safe word count: 2069(nice)

Monty was a mess, he said he would be home in a while. But his 'while' had dragged on to longer then he wanted. When he got home he just collapsed on the couch, too tired to move too upset to clean up. To much pain for anything else. He takes out his phone and looks at it bleary eyed, then deletes the messages then texts Oscar. Sorry I'm late. -M Are you still home? -M I hope you made yourself some dinner. -M Please don't wait up for me. -M He drops the phone onto the ground and lays with his face in the couch.

oscar was prob crying bcuz he was lonely and sal prob hung out with him till it got late then went home, and the lonely part isnt montys fault, oscars just really extroverted and has a need to be around ppl a lot. but when he hears montys back he'd immediately go greet him. sit on the floor next to the couch and be like hi im glad ur home bby

Monty felt sick, and the expectant look on Oscar's face made his stomach turn. What was he supposed to say? He didn't say anything he just started crying and clung on to Oscar. "S-stupid, h-hormones." he sniffed. "S-sorry I hic took s-so long t-to  sob come ho-home.."

Oscar wasn't expecting the burst of emotion from monty. he hugged him from the floor, rubbing his back "aw hey, what's wrong baby? who's ass do i needta kick?" he said the last part with a hint of aggression, always ready to throw down if someone hurt monty in any way.

Monty sniffed trying to get his words out without sounding to blubbery, "Atlas invited me over.. to introduce me to someone I never met." he wipes his face. "It was my dad..." he mumbles "Then Atlas got mad when I said he couldn't come to the wedding..."

Oscar wasnt sure how to respond to that. he'd always assumed monty's parents were dead, since he'd never heard mention of them. but of course, the main thing that rung in oscars head was that atlas was the one who'd upset him. he leaned back to cup his face and kiss his forehead, with sincerity and a small smile "do ya want me to punch him? i can punch him for ya."

Monty actually let out a weak giggle at that "No his face has to be pretty for the wedding you know..." he wipes his face and snuggles with Oscar. "I just dont know how he expects me to suddenly allow someone like that, back into my life..." Monty choked up again "He didn't want me."

oscar nuzzled him, happy he'd gotten a smile out of him."well, he made tha mistake of his life, clearly. look at what a wonderful person he missed out on knowin."  he wasnt fond of thinking about family that didnt want him, but he could relate a lot to it, and he didnt want monty to feel alone in it  "if it helps any.. my dad didnt want me either. i was told he seen me after i was born in the hospital and jus left then and there.. but ya know, fuck em. theyre just shitty people who dont give a fuck about their own kids.. id bet money their ribcages are empty." he said the last sentence with a sneer.

Monty didn't want to dwell on the subject any longer, so he just smothered Oscar in kisses. In his mind he claimed they would be the better dads and not leave their kids and never look back. He slides off the couch and carefully sits in Oscar's lap "Were you able to get yourself some dinner?" he asked finally, "Also you smell like Sal," he leans close and sniffs him. Sure he didnt have the smelling power Oscar's moms did but he could still smell that.

oscars tail thumped the floor a little before he controlled it to stop, happily kissing back and cuddling him close "wasnt hungry, and sal hung out with me for a bit.  they got some dinner for me before they left, think its chinese.. ya wanna eat it?"

"No, I'm not really hungry... I don't think the baby was to happy I got upset.. and kind of hurt me a little." Monty rubs his stomach slightly then rubs Oscar's. "And how are you my little turtle dove, did you get lonely too?" he coos and smooches Oscar's stomach.

oscar grins lopsided and does his best not to wag his tail again at the cute display. he was really getting tired of this tail business. the small fetus responded by giving a weak little kick, "heh, i think they missed ya too. looks like ya got two number one fans now, huh?"  it takes him a moment to backtrack to the first sentence, grin dropping in worry "do ya feel ok? should we go to tha doctor? are you bleeding? are they moving?" barage of questions as his hands moved under montys clothes to gently feel his stomach.

Monty slightly tensed under Oscar's hands and his face colored "Yes I feel fine, no we dont need a doctor, no I am not bleeding, and yes they are moving." and just as he said that Shiloh turned over, the movement felt against Oscar's hands. Monty shuddered a little knowing that Oscar's fingers would reach where the strap would be if he had a bra on. Which he promptly removed as soon as he got home.

oscar grinned at the movement, feeling his soul flutter in response. that was his baby in there, a tiny little thing he made with monty. he completly ignored his tail thumping the floor now, too concentrated on monty to care "youll tell me if ya dont feel good, right? and you should eat, what if it's hungry?"

He smiles softly "Of course babe, I'll eat for them, and I will tell you if something is wrong." Monty gets up with a little effort and waddles into the kitchen for some cinnamon oatmeal and milk. Something warm and yummy and filling for the baby. 

Oscar didnt have nearly as much trouble as Monty did with getting up, following behind him and being what some would consider an absolute annoyance, hovering, rubbing his shoulders , ect. Though at least he helped assist monty on getting items. He got a text, fishing his phone out to glance at it before shoving it back in his pocket without giving the words of the text a second thought. 

Monty honestly didn't mind Oscar hovering him, he had been used to it for a long time, and knew how to do things without tripping over him. Monty made dinner and while he was working on it watched as Oscar got a text "Who was it?" he asked seeing him shove it back into his pocket, concerned. "You okay babe?" he frowns stopping what he was doing and turning around to give Oscar his undivided attention.

Oscar looked at him a little confused, almost already forgetting the text. "Oh, it was jus ma." They had left for a few days to go deal with something else, but both texted him several times a day to make sure he wasn't slacking on taking care of his baby. Monty turning his attention towards him though, he crouched to nuzzle him again, being his ever affectionate self and ignoring whatever his mother had told him. 

Monty had finished making the oatmeal, since he wasnt entirely hungry, though it was for Shiloh's sake. He kissed Oscar for a moment then turns to get his bowl and starts eating, "Was it something important? You shouldn't ignore her texts." 

Oscar sits down, frowning a little "I'm not ignoring her, I seen it, it was just about-" he glanced at the bowl and frowned more, looking guilty "oh.. hm.." he fiddled with his sleeve a bit "I guess I should eat too. Heh.." its not that he was trying to not take care of himself, it just didnt really click as important to him unless he actually thought about it. 

"So, you didn't eat when Sal brought food over?" he asked as he spooned another mouthful of oatmeal into his mouth, he felt the baby shift inside of him. Rubbing his stomach "There there little one you'll get some food it will just take a little bit." Monty sits on Oscar's lap "Aahh." he holds a spoonful of oatmeal to Oscar. 

Oscar shrugged "put it in the fridge, that's why I asked if you wanted it.." he felt bad now for neglecting his baby. And stupid that he needed to be reminded of something so simple. He still smiled a little at the cute offer, eating the spoonful before kissing montys neck "if only eating you out counted as a square meal, I'd never forget to eat." He sat monty in his place, going to grab the food hed put in the fridge since he didnt want monty having to share his meal with him. 

Monty blushed, though looked down when he got moved "Oh," he frowns he didnt really want take out "It was very nice of Sal to bring you some food while I was away." he stated eating more of the oatmeal, even though he wasn't exactly gone very long. Though again just thinking about it had his mind full of thoughts. His dad, suddenly coming back into his life which he had no idea he still was alive. Why had Atlas not said anything until just now? Monty stopped eating. -------

m- I guess Monty would of just told Oscar hes not sure what to think about inviting his dad to his wedding, and hes not happy Atlas didn't tell him his dad was still alive until now and hes not even sure he wants Atlas to go. Like 'you cant just forget about that and not tell me.'

o-Oscar wouldnt know what to suggest, just be like 'follow ur heart'

m-I think Monty would be mad for like a while and fuckin extreme clean the house. which .. Oscar should stop him since hes pregnant -v- dishes, scrub the floors, counters, wipe the walls, dust. vacuum

0-Be like bitch stop that and sit down

m-babe lift the couch for me >:V

0-Massages his feet and kisses his toes

m- Monty just dsklhsdf and blushes hes ticklish slightly

0-Oscar's like if u want a workout, just bend over and I'll help you with a much better one. That doesnt include possible bad cleaning supply smells or toxins. Just nice organic stuff

m- fklshd Oscar is like "Welp time for baby yoga lets go." Monty gets down on the floor on all fours and sticks his butt up in the air. "Yeah I guess this helps." fksldhf

0- Well he meant his dick, but that works too

m- summon the dicco :V and I know you did I think Monty might end up crying during sex though cause hes super emotional lmao "Babe can we just snuggle.. Im sorry" sniffle

0- hed kiss him a lot and hold his hands "We can absolutely snuggle" Rub his tummy His dick can wait Like shhh it's ok, I can get off later, I just wanna smooch u and make u feel loved

m-hlkfhg Monty keeps pushing his plump lil ass against Oscar's hips like "plz fuck my thighs"

0-WELL ITS HARD TO REFUSE IF U DO THAT MONTY

m-dslkfh do it oscar stick your dick between those plump thighs meng give him a good ol squeeze.

o-Fine but hope montys prepared to have him panting and groaning curses against his neck

m-klshdf Monty is super blushy and still got tears from crying before but now hes fucking aroused and shit might fucking nut just from the rubbing

o-Hell yeah, dick rubbing over his puss Nuts all over his thighs and tummy

m-Monty is all panting and just gives him sloppy kisses clinging onto him "Thanks babe I feel a lot better now." nuzzles his face. - theeeen starts crying again "I love you so much." -sobs

o-Hfgdgdxvhfhg oscar just peppers kisses all over him and tells him how sweet and perfect he is

m-Monty turns and snuggles into Oscar touching him all over and cuddling up to him. Then probably just falls asleep against him afterwords tuckered out from stress -------end