#and you are so very very very right btw (in case you couldn’t tell my my day-long freak out over your ask) in that I am so weak for Wrio

[catcze]

Good morning, I hope you slept well

I just wanna apologize to the other Wrio anon, I didn't realize there was one until I checked the tag for my letters, ehehe.. So, sorry for stepping on your toes, chap. I just wanted to try a new character and I knew you were weak for Wriothesley :P -🐺🖤

!! Hi hi babes !! Good morning/timezone to you too !!

I can’t exactly speak for them, but since it’s been quite a while since any Wrio anons aside from yourself have graced me with their presence, I don’t imagine they’d mind very much about you being here!

But it did get me thinking— I think I’ll make your chara anon tag a bit more distinct, if that’s alr !! <3

[ladycaramelswirl]

definitely not old

Aaron Hotchner x Reader

A/N: Did I create an extremely improbable scenario just to suit my need to create another highly improbable scenario? Yes. Do I care that it’s unrealistic? No. Please forgive any typos/ grammatical errors. 

CW: suggestive content, but not explicit (like 15+?). Use of y/n one time. (Technically this would probably warrant one of those hostile workplace environment seminars like they had for Derek and Penelope. But it’s funny? Idk this isn’t serious.) Sassy Hotch. Crack plot tbh. 

Also I know the timeline doesn’t really make sense, because JJ is a profiler and Emily and Rossi exist, but I imagined Season 1 Spencer while writing this! I guess it’s 2005? Btw I do not know how tapes work, so just pretend it makes sense please. This is so unserious. 

Summary: reader wife and Hotch are private people; the BAU team is nosy. Spencer is just constantly in the right place at the wrong time. 

Enjoy!

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The screen in front of you depicted horror - just not the kind the BAU was used to. The UnSub had confessed to leaving a message in an old tape. He had already been arrested, but you were all hoping it might contain something that might help the conviction stick. Only he was extremely paranoid, so not only had he left the message in a code, but he had spliced it into a tape he thought people were least likely to watch. His p***. It was the last thing to do for the case and everyone was trying to help. You all sit at the round table, and Spencer shifts in his seat, clearly uncomfortable. Derek laughs at his shyness and Emily laughs at the very unrealistic movements. She and JJ tilt their heads at the shape the two on the screen have put themselves into. 

“That does not look comfortable”, JJ mocks. 

The words are out of your mouth before you think. “Trust me it’s not”. 

Everyone at the table snaps their heads to look at you. 

“Damn Mama”, Derek laughs. “Who are you doing these moves with?”

You try to hold back a laugh. You were not ready to share about your sex life with your colleagues, no matter how close you were. Plus you’re pretty sure Aaron would not appreciate it. 

“That is inappropriate workplace conversation”, you say, pausing the video. “And you’re going to miss the next series of code”, you tell him, trying to get him to revert his attention back to the video. Emily grins at your attempted evasion.

“We already got all the code. She just doesn’t want us to tell Hotch she’s capable of all that. Doesn’t want to make the old man feel bad”.

“He’s not old. He’s only 5 years older than you”, you remind her. She puts a hand on her chest in mock offense like you’ve stabbed her. You roll your eyes. “And this is still inappropriate”.

“So it wasn’t Hotch”, Derek laughs. 

“You’re just annoyed because you haven’t tried it yourself”, you deflect, moving to sit next to Spencer who seems to actually be doing his job. 

“I’ve seen her do yoga and she’s very flexible, so if she couldn’t do it I don’t think you can”, JJ tells Morgan. 

“Oh you have no idea what I’m capable of”, he teases, which earns laughs from around the table. “I’m better than the old man for sure”. They all start laughing and talking about you and Hotch. 

You roll your eyes. “Wasn’t old in bed last night”, you mutter under your breath. You startle at the sound of a book hitting the floor and see Spencer’s bright red face. JJ, Derek and Emily look over in curiosity at what they might have missed, but you ignore them, attempting to give Spencer an apology for making him uncomfortable. He moves to drink his coffee in an attempt to avoid more of the conversation. Only he chokes on it because Hotch enters the room. 

“Have you finished working out the code?”

Everyone’s heads snap to him - JJ, Emily and Derek wearing matching grins. Hotch eyes you patting a coughing Spencer’s back.

“Are you alright?”, he asks. 

“Yes! Good! I’m good!”, Spencer squeaks, afraid Hotch is going to ask him why he’s so nervous. Aaron looks to you for some answers but before you can tell him it’s nothing, Spencer suddenly stands up.

“Got the code! Going to call the local PD. DA is waiting”, he warbles before you all watch him run out of the room. Hotch turns back to the rest of you. 

“Well then that wraps it up. Go home now, get some rest”, he instructs. Everyone starts packing up. You and Hotch walk towards the door when he realises there’s only 6 of you in the room. 

“Where’s Dave?”, he asks.

You’re about to tell him Rossi went to the bathroom when the Italian walks back in. Rossi immediately notes the paused video.

“Wow that looks uncomfortable”, he remarks. Everyone smirks in your direction. Hotch snakes an arm around your waist and looks at the screen. Then at you. 

“It was, wasn’t it?”

He smiles at the jaws dropping to the floor. 

“Good night everyone”.

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A little bonus scene:

In his office later:

“You heard us talking before you came in the room didn’t you”, you question your husband. He was so private, he wouldn’t have said something like that otherwise. 

“They called me old”, Aaron grumbles, but his tone is amused. “Just wanted to shock them a little”.

You make your way over to his side of the desk, pulling him to stand up beside you. 

“Well Agent Hotchner, I have to tell you, there’s been some speculation about your performance”, you taunt. “Care to prove them wrong?”

“Last night wasn’t enough proof?”, he laughs raising an eyebrow. You run your hands up his chest and behind his neck, pulling him close. 

“The results were inconclusive”, you tease. He grabs your hips and traps you between himself and his desk, his mouth trailing kisses down your jaw. 

“Well I can’t have that kind of speculation going around”, he murmurs into your skin. Your breath hitches from the sensation of his lips on the sensitive spot on your neck. But instead of continuing, he pulls away and meets your eyes in a conspiratorial grin. “We should do an in house evaluation as soon as possible”.

You open your mouth to reply when the door swings open, Spencer finding you sandwiched between Hotch’s thighs and your blouse rumpled. His mouth drops open and suddenly all 187 iq points mean nothing when his brain loses function.

“Oh- I- um- sorry!”, he manages before running away. You stare at the slammed door then back at Aaron and burst into giggles. He drops his head to your shoulders and sighs. 

“I feel like a teenager”, he groans.

“At least you don’t feel old.”

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Bonus bonus: 

Still in the conference room: 

“I want to go back to 10 minutes ago when I didn’t know this information”, Emily moans. 

“I think I need 5 more minutes before I can form a coherent thought”, JJ laughs in disbelief. Spencer walks back in.

“I finished my report. Where’s Hotch and y/n? Can we go home?”

“Probably doing it in his office for all we know”, Derek mutters.

Spencer’s brows furrow in confusion. “Doing what in his office?”

Rossi raises an eyebrow at Emily. “Is this kid serious?”

She shrugs back at him. 

“Spence, Hotch says we can go home. But you should probably report about what local PD told you before you go”, JJ tells him.

Spencer nods and makes his way to Hotch’s office. The rest of the team watch him walk away.

“You think we should have told him to knock before going in?”

“Probably.”

The sound of a high pitch yelp and the slam of an office door echo down the hallway. 

“Oops.”

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thank you for reading :)

masterlist

[minswriting]

okayyy so…. been thinking about jesus reid with his cane lately and i was wondering if you could do a little blurb where spencer is having trouble…. finishing, maybe cuz of his leg (idk how that would work but like) and spencer’s getting all frustrated so coworker!reader offers to help him out and he’s all whiny n shit 🤭

nsfw | mdni

i can imagine this being like he rarely ever has any free time so he tries to get off when he takes a shower but standing for too long hurts his leg. so he went to work without being able to get off. i hope you guys enjoy!! this is fem!reader btw as all of my works are!

warnings: nsfw content, blowjob, female reader, whiny spencer

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when spencer came into work looking defeated, you immediately knew that something was wrong. you weren’t quite sure as to what it was. but as the genius doctor walked with his cane, you just assumed it was likely to be his leg bothering him. you had felt bad at the fact that he had been shot in the leg and was suffering through walking with a cane. and judging by the look on his face, the one of frustration and annoyance, you could tell it was most certainly his leg that was bothering him.

it was one of those rare days when there wasn’t a case and so the only work to do is paperwork or reading up on old case files. your desk was right next to spencer’s as you looked at your computer to check your emails. you glanced over at spencer, who was reading an old file. he was biting the inside of his cheek as his finger followed along the text, his hair falling to his cheeks. he looked tense and you couldn’t help but speak up.

“spence?” you asked, looking at the genius.

spencer looked up from the file to look at you. “yes?” he replied softly. his voice was usually soft spoken and you loved that about him.

“are you okay?” you asked with a concerned look in your eye. “you’ve seemed frustrated and annoyed all day,” you added.

spencer took a deep breath, stretching his arms. “i-i mean for the most part i am,” he exclaimed, “it’s just this damn leg. it’s been…a hassle really.”

“have you been elevating it?” you asked, tilting your head at your coworker.

“when i can,” he said with a small smile. your concern for him softened his frustrated demeanor. “it’s hard though, alone at home. especially because i have to do everything myself,” he said, licking his lips and running a hand through his hair. “i-uh barely have time to…take care of myself, and when i do, it hurts to stand on my leg for that long,” he whispered nervously, not knowing how you’d react to him.

“take care of yourself how?”

spencer’s cheeks reddened. “i uh you know what? it’s not appropriate, i’m sorry i mentioned anything at all. let’s just not talk about it, yeah?” he said, going back to looking at the file.

your eyes widened as you realized what spencer had meant. you quickly composed yourself, clearing your throat and going back to what you were doing. though with the redness of your own cheeks, it was obvious to tell that his words had some sort of effect on you.

the day went by without anymore conversation with you and spencer which bothered you a bit. it most certainly had felt awkward after that. though you couldn’t help but think about the idea of spencer trying to get himself off, jerking himself off. it was likely he did it most in the shower judging by how this job has early days and very late nights.

today, being the rare day that it was, everyone had gone home at 5:30 PM. when you had gone home, your thoughts were still on spencer. wet, long hair clinging to his skin as he leans on his bathroom wall, looking down at his cock, jerking himself off. you could imagine just how hard it was to stand that long on his leg, especially since you doubted he brought his cane into the shower with him.

around 8:00 PM, you decided it was time to be a good friend and help spencer with his issue.

you knocked on the door of spencer’s apartment. you stood there a bit anxiously, biting your lip as you waited for him to answer. you were wearing the clothes you had worn to work, a black pencil skirt and a red blouse. your hair was down. after a few minutes, you heard the tapping of spencer’s cane before it stopped and he opened the door. his eyes widened as he saw you, not expecting you to be at his apartment.

spencer was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a FBI sweatshirt. you licked your lips nervously, looking at spencer. “oh!” he exclaimed. “y/n, what are you-“ he cleared his throat as he realized his voice was a bit too high. “what are you doing here?”

you took a deep breath. there was no backing down now. “can i come in?” you asked, looking at spencer. he moved to the side, allowing you to come into his apartment. you stepped inside and he closed the door behind you.

he walked over to the couch, taking a seat. you looked around the apartment before you turned to look at your coworker. “so,” you began. “when you told me, you’d been…struggling,” you continued, “i thought perhaps…i could help you.”

“w-what?” he stuttered, looking at you with his beautiful big brown eyes.

you walked over to spencer, your heels clicking on the wooden floor, before you kneels in front of him, between his legs. “i-i could help you if you let me,” you said softly, looking up at him. you put your hands on spencer’s thighs.

spencer licked his lips, looking down at you with a look you’ve not seen before. you could tell that your words had an effect on him, judging by the fact that he was already semi-hard in his sweatpants. “i-is this real?” he whispered.

you nodded your head. “yes,” you whispered back.

“i-if we do this, it’ll effect our whole dynamic,” he whispered, reaching a hand to move your hair out of your face.

you looked up at him, biting your lip. “i want you, spence,” you exclaimed softly. “and you need help. i want to help you,” you said as you moved your hand higher. you began palming him through his sweatpants, causing spencer to moan softly. “can i help you?”

spencer nodded his head, bucking his hips into your hand. “yes,” he said shakily. “please.”

you let out a breath of relief as spencer had given you. you put your hand on the hem of his sweatpants, pulling them down enough to reveal his cock. spencer let out a gasp from the cool air on his cock. it was red and angry, a signal that he hadn’t had relief in a while. his cock was long but not girthy. about seven inches or so in length. you smiled slightly, looking at spencer’s reddened face as he looked down at you.

you gave his cock an experimental tug, causing him to let out a small whimper. the sound was like heaven to your ears. the genius fbi profiler had been reduced to a whimpering mess by a simple tug of his cock. and it was powerful.

you lowered your head, giving the tip an experimental lick. spencer let out a shaky moan, bringing a hand to your hair. you slowly eased your mouth onto his length, stopping about halfway before going back up. your mouth moved up and down slowly, creating a rhythm as spencer whined and moaned, bucking his hips into your mouth.

it was all very new. you’ve of course done this before with other partners. but to do this with your coworker, someone you’ve had a crush on since you began at the BAU, it’s most certainly surreal. and clearly, spencer needed the help. so really you were just being a dedicated coworker.

“oh-oh fuck,” spencer moaned as you hollowed your cheeks, sucking his cock a bit faster. “feels so good,” he whined, closing his eyes in pleasure and throwing his head back. his fingers were entangled in your hair as you sucked him off, tugging at your hair gently. “mm!” he moaned. you hadn’t expected spencer to be so vocal but you didn’t mind it at all. it sent pools of arousal to your cunt, soaking your panties.

spencer began thrusting his hips into your mouth, unable to help himself from doing so and you allowed him to. what you were doing was for him. and if he wanted to use you for his pleasure, you were more than allowing him to do so. “oh my god,” he groaned, thrusting his hips up into you. “your mouth feels so good, y/n,” he said as he opened his eyes to look down at you. your messed up hair, your glistening eyes looking up at spencer, you were absolutely gorgeous.

spencer felt his cock stiffening as the heat in his abdomen grew bigger. he let out a loud trail of, “oh fuck, oh fuck, i’m so close, oh fuck.” he was about to pull out of your mouth but instead, you kept him in your mouth, sucking him off to completion. spencer let out a whine as he began cumming into your mouth with ropes. “oh my god,” he said, shuttering as his load shot down your throat. and being the good girl that you were, you swallowed greedily.

when spencer finished, you pulled off of his cock, leaving a trail of saliva and cum. spencer was breathing heavily, looking at you with a look of lust and gratefulness. he caressed your cheek, running a thumb across your bottom lip before bringing it up to his own mouth and licking it. “thank you,” he murmured to you, grabbing your hand to pull you onto his lap. you were careful to not hurt his leg at all.

“anytime,” you murmured back.

“i think i should show you how thankful i am,” he said before kissing your lips hungrily. and that kiss began a night of immense pleasure to the both of you.

it was safe to say that the two of you were no longer just coworkers anymore.

[ohtobealady]

i just read your drabble from the prompt America (so good btw). Now, I have to ask you if you could do a sequel? Maybe Robert telling Cora about his trip and asking about the "Newport crowd" and Stuart Hearst? I long for Robert teasing Cora while slightly jealous

Well, hi, anonny of 7 months ago. I finally did it! Here is a messy little drabble that plays as a sequel to this one! I apologize in advance that it's obvious I haven't written in so long, but I hope there's something in this that you can enjoy!

Home Again

He let himself close his eyes as he drew in breaths, evening them out again. His muscles and mind were floating and weightless, more relaxed than they’d been in weeks. And to his right was Cora, at long last; Cora, who seemed to catch her breath far easier than he was managing to do. 

He peeked over to her and found her chin tipped up high towards the canopy of her bed, her hair less tidy than Baxter had left it, her lips and cheeks pinked. He thought he saw a glisten of sweat at the dip of her throat, shimmering there in the lamplight, but he couldn’t be sure. Rather indecently, he did hope so. It felt gratifying after his long absence that they should work up such exercise together, but he didn’t linger on it long. Instead, his eyes wandered to her face as she hummed, sweetly satisfied, on a long exhale—and Robert couldn’t help his rumble of laughter. 

Cora heard him. She grinned when she met his gaze, and—smiling all the while—she squeezed her eyes closed and searched between them for his hand. When she found it, her soft fingers encircling his, he chuckled again. 

Oh, he had missed her. Her face blushing, her hand holding his forefinger, his heart hammering against his breast; he had missed her. He took her hand and kissed it—once, twice—listened to her laugh quietly, and then kissed it again. He had missed her, had missed touching her, missed hearing her voice, missed simply falling asleep beside her.

“Oh, my dear,” he sighed against her fingers, and he felt her grip tighten. 

She hummed again, and her fingers fluttered in his grasp. “I’m surprised you weren’t too tired after all your traveling today.”

“Never,” he laughed, and he heard her laugh, too. “I’m not ever too tired for you.”

He ignored her playful huff of disagreement and, with one more kiss to her knuckles, rolled from his back to sit at the edge of the mattress. He shoved his arm beneath the tangled bedding that’d been kicked to the foot of the bed, and he searched for the familiar cotton-feel of his pajama bottoms. When he found them, he pushed a foot in one leg and then the other. “I am pleased that all my traveling wasn’t in vain, and that you weren’t cross about my surprise homecoming,” he said as he worked.

And Cora chuckled, sounding raspy and low. “If I had been, you’ve certainly just earned my forgiveness.”

He gasped a short laugh. He did so love her racy humor, saved just for him.

“Anyway,” she was saying now, her voice now much more like it might in any other room of the house, “I’m so glad you’re home.”  

Robert twisted around and looked at her lying there, bare beneath the sheets, and his heart tripled in size. “Oh darling,” he angled himself to her to kiss her cheek. “So am I.” He stood and pulled up his pajamas. “So am I,” he repeated, and he walked to her washroom, leaving the door ajar as he entered. “I’m still unsure that my going was worth it, in the end. Why they thought I’d make any sort of difference to the case, I’ll never know.”

“Because it serves Mother well to think so,” she responded, but softly. And although softly said, he had heard her. He had heard her above the rustling of her bed sheets, and the water pouring from the tap, and the echo of the drinking glass as it was filled. He had heard her, but he wasn’t sure if she meant for him to hear her or not. And standing half-naked in her washroom, her words cut away at some of the happiness he felt…because of course that was the reason: The very reason Cora was here, in that bed, the bed he’d lain with her in, was so that Martha and Harold could call in their favors. 

He looked into the mirror above the basin—graying hair, chest reddened from exertion, tired, dark eyes—and he sighed. No. No amount of time absolved his guilt. 

“All the same,” she was saying louder, “I’m pleased if Harold and Mother behaved themselves…even if that is hard to believe. You really weren’t subjected to any of Mother’s wild whims? She didn’t parade you down Fifth Avenue?”

He blinked away from his reflection, turned off the tap, and took a sip of tepid water. “No,” he said when he reentered her room to find her slipping her nightgown back over her head. “In fact,” and somehow another chuckle bubbled up. “Harold took me to a party.” 

Her eyes grew large, twinkling. “A party?” 

He laughed again and offered the glass to her. She didn’t look away from him as she accepted it. 

“In Newport.”

“But I thought you were in New York.”

“We were. Then, after the verdict was read, we went to Newport. And Harold took me to a house party.”

“I really shouldn’t be shocked; it sounds like something Harold would do,” she said down into the water she sipped. “I suppose it was dreadful?”

“Not dreadful, exactly. There was music, and cigars…and a variety of barely potable drinks.”

Her eyes had followed him around her bed, and she tipped her head toward him as he laid back down. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be!” He chuckled as he tried his best to straighten the sheets. “It wasn’t as bad as all that.”

“No?” She sounded unconvinced as she offered the glass of water back to him, and Robert watched the way her bright eyes narrowed in disbelief. “That doesn’t seem like something you’d enjoy at all. Especially with my brother at the helm.”

He thought of the way Harold had laughed around him, the way Harold had leaned near him to complain about the fellow guests, and he found himself smiling as he drank the water; in his periphery, Cora’s dark head bobbed down, her long arm feeling beneath the coverlet. When he looked at her, he saw she’d pulled his discarded top from around their feet. 

“I suppose they were all celebrating their narrow escape from the law,” she mumbled as she righted his shirt for him, and he chortled once as they traded the glass of water for his pajamas. 

“No. Harold did well to keep away from the other defendants.”

“Oh?”

“Mmm,” he looked out at the blue of his wife’s room and pulled in breath, “I was told it was, how did they say it: the old Newport crowd.”

“Oh, dear—“ Cora groaned, and he chuckled a little as she put the glass on her side table, switched off her lamp, and shimmied down into her bed. 

Robert pushed a button through a buttonhole, and as he did so another image of Harold came to mind. Harold, standing next to that tall, smiling man at the party. “In fact,” Robert buttoned another button. “I met an old friend of yours.”

“Of mine?”

Robert nodded, and stilling his hands, looked at her in the darker space. “Yes. A Stuart Hearst.”

He watched her expression slacken, and then suddenly she lifted herself on her elbow. “Stuart Hearst.” She blinked away from him, her face now in a wide smile, and she pushed herself up to lean against her headboard. “Goodness! I haven’t thought of him in ages.”

“Yes, well,” Robert, however, let himself lie back.

“I didn’t know Stu and Harold were still friends!” she was saying to herself, and Robert–hearing that man’s words echoing around in his head–continued speaking.

“Apparently he was in love with you.” 

“Oh, he probably was.”

That hadn’t been at all what Robert expected her to say, and he looked at his wife as she sighed out into the dark room. 

“He said I ‘wasn’t what he imagined.’”

Robert’s tone had caught her attention at last, and Cora looked at him, her mussed hair growing messier against the headboard. He wasn’t annoyed exactly, but now his chest that had been so light just half an hour before felt heavier and heavier. 

“It is odd I’d never heard of him before and yet he seemed to know so much about me.”

“Robert, it was in all the papers.”

“Thirty-three years ago.” He watched her grin at his comment, and then he couldn’t help but smile too as she lowered herself and rolled towards him. “He said himself he was surprised you’d never mentioned him to me.”

Even in the dark he saw the way her bright eyes rolled. “That I don’t doubt.” Her braid, the hair now curling this way and that, shook when she wagged her head. “Honestly, there was nothing to tell. Stuart liked me because he knew his mother did not. He was a snob.” Here, he watched her smirk again. “They all were.“

He pulled in a breath and, watching her for a moment in the silver shadows of her room, he allowed the backs of two of his fingers to feel the softness of her cheek. He’d missed her the weeks he’d been away. He’d thought of her in a hundred different ways, a thousand different times. And at that party–if one could call it that–mingling among those men who had turned her out those years before, he’d decided he would go home to her the very next day. “In a way,” his voice began without him, “I’m sorry you didn’t come with me.” He lifted his chin and looked at her. “You could’ve put them all in their proper place.” 

“I don’t need to be there to do that,” she laughed softly, and quietly, she pushed closer. She smiled. “And besides,” she wiggled herself ever nearer, her lips closer and closer to his. “I like being home.” 

[yourgentlegirlfriend]

heyy….. here’s a JUMPSCARE SUPRISE of the part 2 of the Rookie!Leon x Mentor!Reader!! suprise hehehehe… part 3 up soon if you guys really want it!! I LOVE TEASING YOU GUYS BTW.

Disclaimer: This blog is STRICTLY 18+! Please do not interact with my content or my blog if you’re underaged or don’t have an age indication on your blog! Thank you!

Warnings: SIX year time skip! Slight smut themes, harsh and mean leon, breaking into home, rough leon, mentions of knife and fighting and punching

Mentor!Leon x Rookie! Leon

word count: 2016

The downfall of Raccoon City left you jobless. Hopeless, to be more specific. You felt like you had contacted every agency nationwide, trying to send in very few transcripts of your experience and degree.

You making it out was even shocking. Time goes by so fast that memory fades in and out, and the blinking of lighting in the sky shining against your face makes your eyes shift back to reality. You were always stuck in your thoughts. You have finally been accepted to a training program for special services with the government. The phone call when you were received wasn’t very eventful, and they told you that no matter what experience you had, there were no references, so they can’t just take your word. Three weeks of training, then more compliance training, and maybe you’ll get a desk job.

Just go, and get it over with. The bus ride there is thirty minutes, back and forth. Your arm grabbed at the railing as you stood, walking down the aisle. Your earbuds pressed so far into your ears that you still had an empty gaze. On days like today, when it’s rainy, you are reminded of when you were doing the training, shaping people into articulate cops. Having to face those days was hard, especially as you walked into the tall building where the training occurred.

You pulled the loud music from your ears, being met by the silence of the lobby. Your sneakers squeaked against the floor as you stood at the front desk, the woman with her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose peering up at you.

“Name.”

She spoke in her monotone voice. Her lips smacked at the gum in her mouth.

“Um, Y/N.”

Her head was shaking, her bracelets jangling as she typed into the computer in front of her before standing and pointing down the long hallway.

“All the way down, room 17.”

Your eyes followed her finger to see the open room at the end of the hall; your body was telling you to leave; you know you’re supposed to trust your gut. Yet you continued to walk down the hallway, your head poking into the open room.

A man’s back faced you, his hands reading through a file, utterly oblivious to your presence. He wore black cargo pants. He still leaned forward as his eyes scanned over the papers. His blue shirt looked like it was perfectly made for him, is it wrong to admire? No, right?

“Sorry, am I in the right place?”

You finally spoke up, your hand holding at the strap of your purse. The air grew thin as the man turned to you, his eyes deep and his stare narrowing. You felt like the air had been stolen from your lungs.

“Leon?”

Your voice was on the verge of quivering, with your eyes studying his face. He has matured so much, maybe a little too much. His eyes were darker, and he was much broader, with wider shoulders, and he lost that friendly kiss to his face. You honestly thought he had been dead. You checked the death toll on the private case daily, waiting for it to go up or down

Leon cleared his throat, gaining your attention as he stepped to the center of the room. You placed your bag down by the door, walking to the center. How could he see you and just be silent? You couldn’t tell, but he was burning, his heart ached when he pulled open your file, but he found it funny how the tables turned so quickly.

Leon reached into his back pocket, handing you a small pocket knife before pulling out his own. He craned his neck to the side as you stared down at the knife in your hand, your fingers wrapping around the handle in confusion before your body flew back at Leon swinging his pocket knife in your face. You stared up at him, bewildered as his stance had changed entirely, coming down to turn at you again, your knife meeting his. You pushed him back, a familiar sparkle shining off his teeth as he smirked at you slightly. Sweat formed on both of your foreheads as it felt like you were swinging at each other forever, Leon’s leg coming out, pushing you to your back before he reached down, holding at your arms tightly. Since when did he become so strong? Your throat groaned out of defeat as he pushed his blade inches away from your face. He pushed himself off you, whistling at you to get up. Your knees cracked as you pulled yourself to stand. Leon glared down at you.

“You have to be faster. I shouldn’t have even had the opportunity to kick you to the ground. One bad move, and you have a knife right here.”

Leon’s finger pushed between your eyebrows, a hiss quickly leaving his lips as your blade glazed over his skin. His eyes narrowed at you, and he knew you would be hell to train. The two of you continued to swing at each other, your fists balling up as he knocked the knife from your hand.

“What’s your move, rookie?”

Leon’s voice was so taunting. The way he wasn’t even trying is what pissed you off. He dodged most of your punches but not all of them. Your knuckles came in contact with his, his palm opening to close around your fist. So quickly, you were pressed against his chest, his knife to your throat. Your eyes squeezed in frustration as you felt his hot breath on your neck. His grip didn’t last long, pushing you off him. Your fingers reach up to touch the small trickle of blood off your neck from when he pushed you off him.

“Again, faster.”

————

Faster.

Leon’s favorite words.

Exhausted was the only word to describe how you felt. When you trained Leon, you were never this harsh on him; he was a sneaky son of a bitch. Your head is shoved in the pillows of your bed, sprawled out with papers all around the room because Leon quizzes you so randomly that you must be ready.

Leon couldn’t help but stand over you, watching your chest rise and fall. He shook his head before he spun the water in his hand, throwing it down onto your face. You gasped for breath, shooting up and reaching for your gun. Leon marked down a point in his head as he noticed the safety to your gun wasn’t on, your arms flinging as you aimed the gun at him before your eyes fluttered open.

“Leon? Are you fucking.. insane! What if I fucking shot you!”

Your voice rose with every word as your shaky hand pulled at the safety again, laying the gun back down on your bed. Leon snapped his fingers before he clapped his hands together.

“Let’s go. I have a three-mile run for you, now.”

You stared at him, so sleepy. Your head nodded as you flipped him off, standing as he walked towards your bedroom door. His eyes shifted away as you stepped out of bed in the cutest pair of black cotton panties. The conversations between the two of you were short, you never spoke to him, and he never did to you unless it was demands. His back was turned to you as your shaky legs stood, digging through your drawer. You stood in place, staring at the shorts in your drawer before you slammed it shut, crossing your arms as you turned to Leon.

“Leave.”

Leon turned to you, his eyebrows raised. The frustration built in your body as you pointed to the door, your throat growing dry as tears built in your eyes.

“Go! Just leave me the fuck alone! I’ll be at training in the morning. Just leave!”

You screamed, your voice cracking as you rubbed at the bags under your eyes. Walking towards Leon, pushing him out of your room before slamming the floor in his face. Your forehead rested against the door, so sleepy still. Leon stared at the shut door, listening to you lock the door. Leon cursed under his breath as he replayed it all in his head, watching the tears build in your eyes.

It was crazy how easily he shut down all the emotions he felt, his shoes shuffling on the floor as he walked out your front door with a harsh slam.

——

A loud grunt left Leon’s lips as your leg swung under him, dropping him to the floor. Your neck leaned against your shoulders as you cracked it, the pocket knife resting in your hand as you looked down at him. You couldn’t help but laugh as Leon stood, cracking his knuckles.

“Fine, you’ve improved. Is that what you wanna hear, rookie?”

You hummed as you stepped back, wiping the sweat off your forehead and nodding at him with a shrug.

“If I keep putting you on your ass, maybe I'll take your job, huh, Kennedy?”

Leon’s jaw grew tight as he watched you sit down. You were growing overly cocky, and he was right. You were putting him on his ass, you did teach him everything he knows. The two of you sat silently, the air growing tense as Leon scribbled on some papers.

——-

The papers in your hands shook with your trembling body as your eyes had to read over them again.

“DENIED”

In bright red at the middle of the paper, your eyes scanned to the bottom of the page to see Leon’s signature line empty.

Where could you have gone wrong? You were even starting to be so sweet; you’d bring extra water for him every day in case he forgot his and even packed him a lunch once a week.

It’s only five; he doesn’t leave till eight. Even though the doors were locked up front, you knew you could find a way in.

A loud groan fell from your lips at the fall from the window, and your hands staggered to the ground as you stood up. You had to give him a piece of your mind, your arm still holding at your purse as you walked down the hall. Maybe you were crazy breaking into official government offices, but you could always get away with it by blaming Leon.

Coercion.

Your body pushed into his office, throwing the paperwork down onto the desk before turning around and quietly shutting and locking the door.

“Sign it.”

You pointed to the line. Leon stared at your finger before scoffing as he scribbled at the other paperwork before him.

Coercion.

“Sign the paperwork or… I’ll write a letter to your boss that the night you snuck into my house, you and I had sex. When you were supposed to be working.”

You stumbled over your words, your hands flipping at the paperwork in front of you.

Coercion.

Before you could even flip the next page Leon had stood, his hand wrapping tightly around your throat before slamming you into the wall. A loud whimper leaving your lips but was muffled by his much bigger hand covering your mouth.

“God you’re stupid, so fucking stupid..”

Leon lectured as he pressed his hand harder into your mouth and throat, your eyes fluttering as you felt your vision getting hazy.

Knock knock.

Leon’s grip remains on you as he turned his head to the door, his demeanor changing as he put a more professional toned voice on.

“Yeah?”

Heels clicked as the woman tried opening the door, it’s the girl from the front desk.

“Is everything okay? I heard a loud thud.”

Leon’s eyes fixed back on you, so pretty and scared against his hand.

“Everything is perfect. Just dropped some files. You can go.”

Leon listened to her heels walk down the hall way, his stare burning into you before he finally looked over at the paperwork on his desk.

“You want it signed? Work for it.”

Leon whispers in your ear as his much taller form draped over you, pushing you down to your knees.

[notfreetoday]

MPW Ep 2 Subtitle Corrections

Subtitle Corrections: Ep 1 here

Cultural/Language Tidbits: Ep 2 here

Same translation disclaimer applies. Thanks to everyone reading the first post and geeking out with me in the notes, I really appreciate it XD Ok, Ep 2, let's go! Sorry in advance for the length!

If you're wondering why Yoh's freaking out about the rainy season even though they've been together for 3 years, the manga artist posted a clarification on twitter:

By the way, “it’s been 3 years since then” – that phrase refers to it being 3 years since that conversation regarding the slave contract. As for living together, they’ve only just started (to do so) around Mar/April*, so (at this point) it’s only been a few months (for them). What if (I) got it wrong…. I remember making a note of it, but the file that I wrote it in and passed over (to the crew) couldn’t be found right, so… (was it) a dream?” *Japan's rainy season comes around June/July, so this means that this is the first rainy season these two have been experienced together.

[Y: まずっ] Y: Tastes bad In case the original "that sucks" sounds like Yoh might be talking about the news of the young forecaster - he's really just talking about the food here.

[S: 遅くなるからいらねぇっつっただろう] Original: I told you not to bother since I returned late Mine: I told you I wouldn't need it cause I'd be late right? This is actually a pretty harsh sounding line tbh. It's sort of inkeeping with Segasaki's curtness, but still pretty harsh - so this tells us he's tired after a long day, and explains the frown on his face that Yoh just wipes away with his cuteness

Nikujaga literally means meat and potatoes. It's a stewed dish and a very well-loved comfort food. Super easy to make too (link goes to an easy to follow recipe, and the site also explains a little about the dish).

[Y: 本当、顔だけはいいよな] Y: Really, it's only his face that looks good.

I've talked about this in my cultural/language tidbits for this episode (linked up top) but I'll add it here for completion's sake

[Y: あ、いや。なんでもない…です*] (Ah, iya, nandemonai…desu*) Y: Ah, no, it's….nothing* Yoh let's his sentence trail off before tacking on a "desu" at the end. "Desu" is an ending verb characteristic of "polite" speech, which Yoh doesn't use frequently with Segasaki (in fact, by this point, he has not used polite speech with Segasaki at all, except for maybe saying the full form of the word "welcome home", and even that's pushing it). Here he adds it at the end as an afterthought (the polite form of "iya" would be "iie", if he had wanted the whole sentence to be polite from the get go), which tells us that Yoh's feeling a little off-kilter here, and does introduce the slightest distance between him and Segasaki. We'll see this distance increase as the episode goes on.

[Y: いや、どう考えても食べ過ぎだろう] Y: No but, no matter which way you look at it, (he's) eaten way too much hasn't he? Btw, if your hair started standing at the spoon scraping the pot - in the manga artist's post about visiting the shooting venue (as well as during Ep 1 twitter space) it was mentioned that Mashiko, the actor, can actually cook, so during filming they had to tell him what someone who can't would likely do, and also asked him to do the housework poorly (because Yoh's not supposed to be good at cooking or housework hahaha)

この人*、明日も朝早いんだよな。たぶん。 Original: This guy, has an early morning again tomorrow. Probably. Mine: This person*, has (to leave) early tomorrow morning too. Probably. *The word here is "kono hito", literally "this person". There's actually nothing wrong with the translation "this guy" tbh because that's a fairly neutral term in English, but I'm highlighting it here because in his monologues, Yoh usually refers to Segasaki using much rougher language, such as "koitsu, aitsu", except when he addresses Segasaki directly in his head. I'll talk more about how Yoh addresses Segasaki in the analysis post, but for now - this sentence hints that Yoh has clocked Segasaki's tiredness (subconsciously or not) and is feeling a little bad for him. Then again he quickly hides that by adding on "probably". (Adding the word "probably" behind your sentence is a common way to express doubt/negate what you just said, and incidentally is commonly used by comedians to deliver a punchline).

[Y: あの*…あの…寝るなら部屋でとおもって。] Original: Um… Hey… You should go back to your room. Mine: Um*... Um... if you're going to sleep then, (it would be better to sleep) in your room - at least that's what I thought...

*"あの…" (ano…), translated as "um" here, is a common sound you use when you want to get someone's attention but don't want to sound too demanding - it actually isn't being polite per se, but it does show the hesitancy with which Yoh approaches him. Contrast this with the way Segasaki gets Yoh's attention (so far it's just been "Yoh" or "Oi" - the latter of which you would NOT use unless you were close to the person, or looking for a fight).

As a general rule of thumb, the level of politeness in Japanese is directly correlated with the length of the sentence and just how far you can beat around the bush. So, Yoh's suggestion that Segasaki goes to sleep in his room is literally just "if sleeping, then room..." and everything else in that translation is assumed. He may not being using polite speech forms here (that would be "to omoimashita" instead of "to omotte") but this is still a common way to be polite because he's making a suggestion that is so mild Segasaki can choose to ignore it. This is a great example of Brown & Levinson's "negative politeness" which we'll revisit when analysing their speech patterns, and which you can read about in entirely too much detail here (free to read).

[Y: じゅあ、俺は寝るので** あの、その、そういうことで、おやすみ] Original: Then, I’ll go to sleep. That…sort of thing. Good night. Mine: So then, I'm going to bed, therefore**... Um... that... with that... night!

"Therefore" is an awkward translation for the word ので (node), which is more often translated as "so". I've chosen to use that word because "node", whilst again not a polite form per se, is less colloquial than the more commonly used "から(kara)", to mean the same thing. It tends to pop up more in writing than in speech. "Therefore" doesn't make a sentence polite/formal in English, but it's definitely less colloquial than using the word "so". The use of "node" is just that tiny bit out of place in this sentence paired with the informal pronoun "ore" for "I" as opposed to the more formal choice of "boku".

Again, Yoh answers Segasaki properly here with a "はい (hai)" as opposed to his usual "un" (which is a sound that expresses agreement), when told that Segasaki will be late again. There actually aren't very many moments where Yoh does speak politely to Segasaki (he's definitely rude when he talks about Segasaki in his head hahaha), so these moments stand out. This whole short exchange, together with the random -desu he added earlier, just make Yoh's sentences a little more stilted/awkward, and more distant. Individually they don't deserve much mention at all, but together, and in the context of his jealousy, show just how unsure Yoh is about where he stands with Segasaki.

[Y: あの人の帰宅が遅くなり] Y: That person returned home later and later

"That person" - similar to the above usage of "this person". This sentence is incomplete - the verb form of the last word - 遅くなり (osokunari) indicates that there should be a second part to the sentence (the "completed" form would be osokunatta). But after he says this, there is a pregnant pause, as Yoh puts his phone down and continues cooking alone. The pause continues all the way into the next scene, before the sentence continues, highlighting the loneliness that Yoh feels.

[Y: 当然、触れられることもないままに] Original: Of course, he did not touch me at all Mine: (and) of course, (I) remained untouched (by him) as well

The literal translation for this would be "(the situation in which I) was not touched (by him) continued on as well". Yoh uses the passive form of the word "touch", which places the emphasis on Yoh "receiving" the action of being touched as opposed to placing the emphasis on Segasaki "carrying out" the action of touching Yoh. Consider the difference between the sentences "I was hurt by him" and "he hurt me". The former is the passive form, and is super common in Jp, much less common in Eng. If this is confusing - welcome to Jp grammar just know that the emphasis of this line is more on what Yoh does not have, rather than what Segasaki has not done. It accentuates Yoh's feelings of emptiness and loss.

Y: すっかり日々は過ぎて Y: The days pass by completely ...

Similarly, this sentence is "incomplete", and is instead continued by Segasaki walking in and telling Yoh he'll be late again. (This whole bit just hurts my soul tbh, Yoh is so lonely. )

This is a teruteru bouzu aka a charm of sorts for good weather. See the cultural tidbits post for Ep 2 linked up top for more info!

This is said really strongly, and gives the "what the hell are you doing" feel. Yoh's truly upset here.

I try not to care about some of the subs in these side conversations because they don't add much to the main story and these posts are already too long, but this sentence should really be "Dammit, maybe I should (go) troll the chat" (and the previous sentence should be "If this was broadcasted in a certain country it would be instant death" aka N.Korea ^^;) and I just think it was a nice touch to hint at the fandom wars/flaming that goes on between fans hahaha

[Y: しんどい] Y: This is too draining The word here used is "shindoi", which is a term used when you're feeling mentally/physically exhausted/drained, and carries a sense of frustration (at feeling this way) and sometimes (emotional) pain.

This. Is. Huge. Segasaki does 2 things here - one, he rejects an after-work meal, which you rarely do because Japan is all about the group and rejecting a group invite, to welcome a new member, can make you seem like you aren't a team player - two, the guy who invites him is his senior, which you can tell because Segasaki sticks to polite speech forms whilst the other guy does not. It's still relatively casual, so you can tell he's got a good working relationship with them (probably why he's not worried about rejecting them) but still. In Segasaki's world, Yoh is the No. 1 priority.

This is more accurately "WTF". There are many sounds in Japanese that aren't exactly words, but carry a lot of meaning - "Haa?!" is one of them, and is a very rude way to express a lot of anger and shock. Please, never say this in real life. You will royally piss off whoever it's directed at and if you are outside a Shibuya bar you will get punched.

The word used here is てめぇ (temee), which is a really rude way to say "you", and has the same energy as "you bastard". Segasaki usually uses the informal pronoun "omae" for "you" when he talks to Yoh, he's definitely pissed off here.

This is the same word, "shindoi" again.

I'm going to put the rest of the whole argument here with just my translation because it's too long to screencap the whole thing.

[S: 何なんだよ？このエロい惨状は Y: うるさい。 Y: 俺は売れっ子エロ漫画家になるんだ S: なんだそりゃ。おい *takes away beer can* Y: 売れっ子さんが　シコリながらネーム描くと　いいのができるって言ってた S: なんも描けてなかったぞ。 S: おい、だめだっつってんの S: 飲みすぎ　出すもん出して　寝てただけだろう Y: 黙れ！ Y: 俺はエロくて　抜ける漫画描いて　いっぱい稼いで Y: 早く　こんなとこ出ていくんだ S: はあ？　おい、お前　どういうつもりだよ Y: どうもこうもないよ！ Y: 平気で抱かれてると思うなよ 。 Y: 俺のこと、好きでもないくせに Y: 便利な奴隷としか思ってないんだろう？そんなにやりたきゃ隣のキャスターとやってろよ S: お前　さっきから　何を... Y: 俺はあんな風に笑いかけられたことない]

Breakdown: S: What's up with this? This lewd disaster of a scene Y: (You're) annoying! ["うるさい (urusai)" is often translated as "shut up", but it literally means someone is being "noisy", and here is more of a complaint that Segasaki is being bothersome] Y: I'm going to become a hot-selling erotica manga artist! [the word used here is 売れっ子 (urekko), which literally means "someone who gets huge sales" and mostly refers to idols, entertainers, TV personalities etc. So Yoh is not just saying he's going to become popular, he's saying he's gonna be like a celebrity manga artist, which is why Segasaki snorts a little at this] S: What's with that? Hey. *takes away beer can* Y: The hot sellers say that if you jerk off whilst drawing your storyboard, you'll come up with good stuff [urekko-san is a pretty cute way of referring to these popular artists] S: You've not drawn anything, you know? [this is said with a really indulgent air, which contrasts directly with the more authoritative tone of the next line] S: Hey, I'm telling you no more *grabs beer can* S: You drank too much. You just shot what you shot and then went to sleep didn't you? [And this is back to an indulgent tone - also, everyone knows Segasaki is talking about cumming here, he just doesn't actually say it so directly] Y: Shut up! ["黙れ (damare) - contrast with "urusai" earlier. The former is used much less commonly and really does mean to "be quiet". This is why Segasaki pauses and looks at Yoh. Up until now Segasaki just thinks Yoh's gotten drunk and is whining cutely, but this word means things are serious.] Y: I'm going to draw manga that is erotic, that you can wank off to, and then earn lots of money [this is a call back to the conversation with Man-san over the phone in Ep 1, which I did not include earlier because I didn't think it was important to the story when Yoh says "the work that was released last month was amazing! There was a big buzz around the topic "I can't wank off (to this)" - Yoh was being sarcastic here, meaning that he got reviews that his work wasn't erotic enough] Y: and leave this sort of place soon! S: What? Hey - what (the hell) are you thinking? [Again, "haa?" here shows he does NOT like what Yoh's saying, but he does soften the end of the sentence with a "yo"] Y: I'm not thinking of anything! Y: Embracing me so easily - don't think you can (keep on) doing that [again, this is the passive form, so the emphasis is on Yoh being embraced, and here has the nuance of "don't think I'll just (keep on) being fine with being embraced (by you) like it's some sort of norm"] Y: when you don't even like me [this line has quite a bit of bitterness in it - the emphasis here is strongly on Segasaki and his apparent "non-liking" of Yoh my english is dying.] Y: You think of me as just a convenient slave, don't you? Y: If you want to do it that much, go do it with that forecaster next to you! S: You... from the start... what have (you been saying?) Y: I have never been smiled at like that before [again, this is in passive voice]

It's obvious from the acting alone that this entire argument is pretty emotionally charged - this is also reflected in the language because Yoh uses the pronoun "ore (I)" a lot. Pronouns are frequently dropped in Japanese - often you can go an entire conversation without ever uttering the words "I/me" or "you", in part because the pronouns are assumed and also because emphasis on an individual can come across as too selfish/narcissistic or direct. Segasaki uses them often enough with Yoh, which fits his personality, but Yoh normally doesn't. So, when he uses "ore" here it stands out - his plans to be successful and leave, his feelings, his interpretation of Segasaki's actions - all of the emphasis is on his own self. The message is very clear - Yoh is hurting a lot more than he is blaming or accusing Segasaki.

[Y: もう疲れた。あんたといると疲れる。嫌いだ S: お前　酒入るとめちゃくちゃしゃべるんだな Y: ねぇ、何で雨の時はだめなの？ S: はあ？　だって、お前が言ったんだろう] Y: (I'm) tired out. When (I'm) with you, (I) get tired. Hate it. [We've lost the "I" pronouns here, because the emphasis is on the extreme sense of physical and emotional fatigue as opposed to Yoh himself, and on how much he dislikes that feeling. Of note, "hate" here is closer to "detest/really dislike" - the word is "kirai" - which is not as strong as the word "nikui" which we talked about in Ep 1 when Yoh said he hated the part of him that always listened to Segasaki. Also, this is the first time Yoh has addressed Segasaki with the pronoun "you" out loud - he uses "あんた anta", which he also used in his head in Ep 1, after they did it. Again, we'll talk about this in the analysis post in the future, but for now just know that this term is usually used between older couples.] S: You... once you start drinking you really start talking huh? [literally, you "become able to talk"] Y: Hey...why is it when it rains, (we) can't do it? S: What? Because, you said so didn't you? [the last "haa?" from Segasaki! This time expressing his surprise and slight indignation.]

[S: 俺は優しいんだ] S: I. am. Kind. Great example of Segasaki's use of the "ore" pronoun here to quite literally emphasise how great he is. "優しい (kind)" in Japanese carries the connotation of being thoughtful, anticipating the other person's needs and wants and then meeting them etc. It's a characteristic that people often say they look for in their potential partners.

[S: そもそも、なんだ先の言いぐさは 好きじゃないだの　出ていきたいだの お前　俺のプロポーズを受けといてよくそんなことが言えんな S: 養ってやる*っつってんだ　プロポーズ以外になに] S: In the first place, what was with those things you said earlier? That you don't like me, that you want to leave... You... that was rich, saying all that after accepting my proposal. S: I was saying I'd provide and care* for you. If that's not a proposal than what is? ["養ってやる" is a pretty possessive way to say I'll provide for you - it's the same word used when referring to parent providing for a child, or an owner providing for a small animal. It's not rude per se, but it does imply a power imbalance. Segasaki actually sort of has a point here because... this is not something you say to someone else unless you're in a relationship ^^;]

S: ていうかお前、俺のこと嫌いなんだ S: どうなの S: Actually about that... so you hate me huh? S: Which is it?

S: ふーん。あ、そ S: Ohh..? I see. ふーん (Ohh..?) - Segasaki says this a lot, especially in this episode. This is another one of those sounds that isn't a word but carries a lot of meaning. It has a dismissive sort of tone to it, like you've already assumed something or when you're pretty nonchalant/not impressed about whatever the other person has said and are just playing along with them by giving them some attention (so again, if you use it wrongly, it can piss people off). Segasaki uses it whenever Yoh goes mute or shy, as a way to tease Yoh - though Yoh seems to think Segasaki is dismissing/not interested in his answer. あ、そ (A, so) - again, Segasaki says this a lot - can be interpreted as "oh really?/I see/is that so?" - Combined with the above, you can see why Yoh often thinks Segasaki isn't interested in his answer, and even when he does recognise it as teasing, he gets too flustered to do anything about it.

This seems to have gotten longer, if you reached the end - congratulations! I hope this makes it a little clearer why it's so obvious to us as the viewer that Segasaki is really quite patient with Yoh, and is waiting for him to come to terms with his feelings, but at the same time so confusing for Yoh, because of the way many of these interactions can be read both ways. In Ep 3, we'll really be able to get into their dynamics because they've got so much more interaction together.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 403: (But Just That One Part, Because I'm Not Caught Up)

Previously on BnHA: Truly no idea, but it kind of looks like Katsuki is riding some sort of spaceship, and everyone has gotten really, really sparkly. I see you all have been busy these past 22 months. Great job, keep it up.

Today on BnHA: “So it’s come to my attention that a truly shocking number of you are only reading this manga for a single character.” – Horikoshi Kouhei, October 2023.

so. where to start, lol

I guess I should open with an apology, because I am about to make a fairly selfish decision! what I am about to do, is post a reaction to Bakugou’s Return To The Manga. however, because I’m not caught up, I’m going to be reading this one scene completely out of context without knowing anything about what is going on. which means that I’m going to be missing out on god knows how many nuances and details, which means this reaction post will be short on those things as well. so basically I’m prioritizing my own personal gratification as a fan here even though it is 100% going to affect the quality of my reaction blog, and for that I genuinely am sorry. eventually I will finish catching up, and when that happens I will post a proper reaction with all the trimmings. that’s just how it is for now though

anyway so with that said, basically what I’ve done now is I have gone to the scanlation website, and clicked on chapter 403, and then scrolled down through most of the chapter while sort of half-looking away from my screen with my eyes squinted so that everything is mostly blurry, until I finally reached the big double-page spread with you-know-who doing his thing. namely, standing around on this giant glowy cereal bowl from the future, which appears to be either hovering up in the air, or slowly crashing onto the ground

and this right here, is exactly what I was rambling on about a moment ago. you guys I really am sorry to be doing this, because even I can tell this should be solemn and sincere moment of awe and excitement and relief. but because I completely lack any context whatsoever for wtf is happening, most of the dramatic impact is lost on me, and to tell the truth right now this page is a hell of a lot funnier than it has any right to be

like, so Deku. this boy is crying all the tears. I recklessly scrolled back up one page to see why, and it appears the answer is Because All Might Is About To Fucking Die (which, !??!?), so that’s actually VERY fucked up, and I’m sure I will have PAGES AND PAGES OF WORDS to say about all of that once I finally catch up properly. that is very traumatic and emotional and I will probably cry a lot about it

BUT, that being said, I just need you guys to know that without that context, Deku standing here with his giant head all >:O in the foreground, while Kacchan appears out of nowhere glowing with the power of a thousand suns and standing on top of this giant floating Smash Bros level that Nezu maybe probably built with his nine million dollars, is one of the wildest fucking things I’ve seen in my life. I feel like an accidental time traveler. you know when a character has one of those crazy prophetic dreams showing them chaotic glimpses of the future, and they’re just standing there all “???” because they have absolutely no clue what the fuck is going on? that is what it’s like right now

heh but there he is

“did you miss me, Izuku. back by popular demand after being on IR for 14 goddamn months. rebuilt better and stronger than ever thanks to the heroic spaghetti man wrapped tightly around my heart keeping me alive. just BnHA things. just a flesh wound. by the way, it’s me, Kacchan, just in case you didn’t recognize me on account of my still being really far away and completely covered by smoke, and also you thinking I was dead. here let me give you a close up to make this easier”

“fuck yeah. it really is me, btw. just in case you still couldn’t tell on account of me also being like 100x prettier than you remembered. guess it’s just that blindingly handsome character development”

also, “the end of an era” um hello, yes, what?? just what exactly have I missed here with all this All Might stuff?? because apparently All Might just prior to this was in some sort of mortal danger, is what I’ve been hearing, because everyone keeps posting excitedly about Kacchan showing up in the nick of time to save him? which incidentally makes my heart so incredibly fucking warm omg. it’s what both of them need AND deserve

why is everything so goddamn sparkly right now. this is like a Sailor Moon battle over here

love that look of instant recognition and shock and overpowering relief in Deku’s eyes though. also has he really been fighting in this cracked out OFA-overflowing mode this entire time?? he looks just like he did on the cover of volume 37. I still haven’t seen his actual canon reaction to the “death”, and I haven’t been keeping tabs on his fight with AFO??/Tomura?? at all, but I’m glad it looks to have been as emotional as I could have hoped

aw fuck yeah

his precious card. I’m now almost as invested in the saga of the All Might card as I am in all the rest of this. it’s all beat to hell, but somehow still made it through in the end. just like him

oh. my. g

protect them.

protect them all.

so is the reason this fight is so sparkly just because of OFA symbolism, then?? or is there something else happening here?? goddammit, okay, I‘m gonna very carefully scroll back to the beginning of the chapter, because I’m 100% positive there is some sort of deeply meaningful symbolic thing going on here and I’ll be damned if I miss out on it, spoilers or no

-- oh my goD??!

1. BABY ALL MIGHT WHAAAAAAT

IS THAT HIS MOM???? OH MY GOD DID WE GET ALL MIGHT BACKSTORY. oh my god. oh god. no actually don’t tell me, ahhhh I cannot fucking wait to read this properly, holy shit

so did something wind up happening to Mighty Mom later on then?? feels like it must have, since he wound up getting so attached to Nana? man I don’t want to think about any of that stuff after seeing this panel though :( just, damn it, why is this man’s whole entire life so goddamn fucking tragic

“the one thing I’ve done most is looking back to the path I took” my god I cannot wait to read this. only two short pages and I’m already buried miles deep into my All Might feels. came here for the triumphant Kacchan return and now I’m sitting here tearing up about All Might, god damn you Horikoshi YOU’VE STILL GOT IT. and I am STILL A SUCKER FOR ALL OF IT

anyway, so now back we go to the last couple of pages with this additional context, aaaaand...

...and apparently I’m now full-on crying about All Might! (: well how about that. turns out when you read the manual and follow the instructions properly this series still works exactly as advertised. don’t mind me I’m just sitting here sobbing because everything is exactly what I wanted and I apparently don’t know how to deal with that!!

THEIR FEELINGS BECOME WHAT?!?!?!

EVERYTHING IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED AND I’M GONNA BE A MESS ABOUT IT FROM NOW UNTIL THE END OF TIME BECAUSE LIFE IS GRAND!!

ARE ALL OF THESE WATERY SPARKLES LIKE. DEKU’S FUCKING TEARS LMAO OR WHAT. HOW IS KACCHAN IN THE SPLASH ZONE. HOW ARE HIS TEARS HOLDING UP THE SPACESHIP. I DON’T UNDERSTAND A GODDAMN THING BUT THIS IS NOW OFFICIALLY A SHOUJOU MANGA, I DON’T MAKE THE RULES

the urge to ruffle baby Deku and baby Kacchan’s hair is so goddamn powerful you don’t understand. this is PRIMAL. they are SO happy and SO good and perfect. I’m gonna fucking die

there’s not even any dialogue. what the fuck are they even gonna say. their expressions say it all and more. also they are being kind to me because they know I’m not caught up so they don’t want to spoil me any further, thank you my sons

lastly, I guess, because I don’t really have anything else to add now that my brain has fully turned to sappy mush: so uh. I truly have not the slightest clue how or why, but. does Kacchan have OFA though. and why is the answer, “yes he definitely does.” ???

like, I don’t understand it, but I confess that by now I have spoiled myself on the last few pages of chapter 362 for reasons (those reasons being “I finally gave in and looked at them on purpose, because I’d already seen most of them out of context here and there, and my willpower is only so strong”), and so I know that this boy was talking to vestige!Might, and as far as I’m aware that is 100% not possible unless he has some sort of connection to OFA in some way so yeah

and now here he on this last page being all Profoundly Connected with Deku while they gaze into each other’s eyes, and I can’t help but notice that said eyes are all explodey and they look a LOT like Deku’s actually. and on top of that we have all of this All Might symbolism that I’m still crying about, so like? ???

anyway so I’m not going crazy here right? like this is definitely a thing? for whatever reason?? unless you guys know something here that I don’t. in which case I actually am asking to be spoiled fully just this once, because at this point I just need to know one way or the other and I don’t care lol

anyway so that concludes my thoughts I guess! so now my absurdly ambitious goal is to speed read the manga this next week and hopefully at least catch up to Kacchan’s “death”, so that I can better understand what’s happening when I inevitably wind up spoiling myself for chapter 404 as well. the plan right now is to still type up my liveblog notes as I go, but to not worry about posting or editing anything in between chapters. so I’ll have a big backlog of chapter recaps which I’ll eventually get to uploading whenever I can, but in the meantime I can participate more in the fandom side of things. since I really want to share all of my endgame theories and so forth, but in order to do that I really need to find out just what the fuck is actually going on lol, so yeah

[tobbesdiscordkitten]

Hi, im not a super active tumblr user, but i really like your blog and i often visit it since i havent found anyone else who answers or discusses things about Axl as detailed as you do. I wanted to ask you smth regarding the little Michelle situation. I know youve talked about it a few times, but i was wondering, on what scale do you believe the whole thing & how do you manage to still look at Axl in a positive light? My questions are kinda coming from me not knowing what to think about it, because i was a really big fan of him and then one day i came across her videos of explaining the r... situation in details. I wanted to think that it is not real, but i couldnt find a reason why she would describe such thing in a detail if it wasnt true. I can excuse anything else hes done, but this one is too horrific if its true. She did seem sincere in her videos so i really dont know.

Hello! I’d be happy to discuss this ^.^

The only parts I believe in her story are her upbringing, her running away from home at a young age to become a baby groupie, and Axl’s perspective on how her situation unfolded with him.

Slash mentioned this in parts of his book, and Axl discussed it, but essentially Little Michelle, who was 15 at the time, was having sex with Axl up in a loft while Slash was sleeping downstairs. It’s possible Michelle might’ve been strung out on drugs while having intercourse with Axl, so she was subconsciously submitting to him, but not consciously, which leads into the next point.

After she woke up, and the drugs wore off, she didn’t know where she was or how she got there. To tell you truthfully, she might’ve been under the impression that she was kidnapped which could explain why she freaked out so badly in front of them. Axl had to kick her out of the place which caused Michelle to run down the streets, naked, and tell the police what had happened. Axl said she was crazy and she didn’t even remember her own name.

At first, I was like, “Axl, you can’t call every woman you’ve been with crazy.” 😂 But the more I looked into her story and saw her videos, the more I understood what he meant. And he was right lol.

The parts I believe are fabricated are how she first saw Axl at Tower Records when she was 14, how she officially met him at 15, how she was in a serious relationship with him, became pregnant, had a miscarriage, got raped by him, and how she met Erin Everly afterwards. Keep in mind, it’s easy for anyone to create their own story and alter a timeline after doing some critical research, and it appears Michelle has done this and she’s trying to rewrite history, or blow her story out of proportion, similar to Sheila Kennedy’s case. Btw Sheila’s case got settled a few months ago and Axl said she made up the entire story, which could very well be Michelle’s case here, too.

Anyways, her miscarriage sounds similar to Erin’s miscarriage. Michelle mentioned that the rape took place at a studio where other men beat her up first, and then Axl raped her, and threw her outside in the cold (since it apparently happened in December). Why isn’t she holding the other men who hurt her accountable as well? Why is it only Axl? Yeah, she probably didn’t know the other men, but if she wants justice to be served on her part why isn’t she holding EVERYONE accountable for their actions? It doesn’t make sense.

With her knowing Erin, there have been other people in her comment section who’ve complained that Michelle couldn’t have possibly met Erin in California during this time because Erin was still in New York around that time, etc. Michelle reassured those people that she wasn’t messing up any timeline but it seems she was messing up the Erin timeline lol. And Erin hasn’t mentioned Little Michelle at all so I doubt she even knows who she is.

What’s strange is Michelle has a dislike for Erin because she described Erin being fake around her by having a “kill ‘em with kindness” attitude which I thought was weird since Erin doesn’t look like the kind of person to act that way around anybody. I think Michelle is jealous because Erin got chosen by Axl to marry him and she probably wished she could’ve swapped places.

Axl has mentioned many times in the papers how he’s honest about everything, and maybe straightforward and a little blunt, but it’s always the press who has mixed up his words, or lied about him to make him seem worse in a lot of situations. That’s why I’d rather believe what Axl has to say as opposed to reading what he did in a newspaper since journalists like to make up a lot of lies in order to create an interesting story - ✨drama✨ You see what I mean, anon?

That’s why I don’t believe the majority of what Michelle has told everyone on TikTok. She’s left more questions unanswered than answered ones. There’s a lot of plotholes within her story. If she really wanted to she could’ve sued him when both Stephanie and Erin did, that would’ve been a perfect time, for Michelle, to get her story into the limelight, but she didn’t do it. She waited until recently to do it which is EXTREMELY late. The Me Too movement might’ve inspired her to break her silence but I’m not a big fan of anybody, don’t care who, digging up someone’s dirt from the past 40 years ago and trying to settle it now. It should’ve been handled within the first 10 years it occurred, not 40.

My theory is she’s doing this to try and take Axl out of the music industry and end his career/touring days early. It’s not gonna be possible tho since Axl is already 62 and he’s at the end of his career anyway, so it’s not gonna make much difference as opposed to it being the beginning of his career during his prime. So, I think Michelle is wasting her breath on him.

When you first look at her TikTok and watch a few videos, you believe her. But once you scroll further into her older videos, they become more suspicious and she doesn’t seem mentally stable. I know she’s mentioned that TikTok was a place for her to heal from her trauma but it did the opposite effect by just triggering it.

As for me keeping a positive light on Axl, it hasn’t been easy lol. I’m a pretty open-minded individual who tries to look for the why in everything since everything does happen for a reason. For instance, why did Axl do this? Or that? What caused him to say this or do that? Once I find the why then it becomes clear why people did things the way they did, and it might help others understand the motive behind it better. I know it does for me.

I think what also helped is I’ve been doing research on a lot of people, not just him. And I’ve found some pretty horrific things whenever I read something on either Charlie Chaplin or Lee Harvey Oswald, the man who shot JFK, so I think all the guys I’ve been researching over the years have prepared me to take on Axl 😂

I don’t view Axl any differently after knowing these things about him. In fact, I love him more than ever (if that’s even possible lol). Sure, I disagree with some of the things he did in the past, but I find flaws beautiful in a person since we’re not perfect beings. Also, I can relate to Axl in a few ways, especially about being misunderstood, and I miiiight share a bit of his temper, but I don’t throw things or punch walls 😅

It’s about having patience, mulling over some distressing facts, and giving him a chance for who he really is. Don’t hate or judge him, but be more understanding of him and think about why he is the way he is, just like everybody else. Trial and error lol. But trust me, it’s worth it for him. He’s mentally stimulating for me and I pretty much learn something new about him everyday. It’s amazing!

I hope this helped, anon. Good luck with all of this information and don’t be so hard on Axl. The man has been fucked (literally) by so many people. I’m just glad he’s still here with us today and doing what he loves 🙏🏻🧡 Keep on enjoying the music!

[bronx-bomber87]

Happy Monday evening all :) Ewww an Ashley episode. Such a bummer after the last episode haha Not a ton of Chenford content but what we do get is good. There is a case involved but they're not in it enough to analyze anything. Oh also this ep is the intro of Chris so double eww. This episode is just one giant display of why Ashley and Chris aren't meant for either of them. But we knew that already didn't we? Let’s get started eh?

4x10 Heart Beat

Start our episode off with why Ashley isn’t right for Tim. Hit the ground running and the reasons are plentiful. First off Tim doesn’t even think to make Ashley anything. This is all for Kojo. Which I friggin love btw. The animal lover in me adores how spoiled Kojo is. Also imma need some more of this pup in S6. You hear me writers? I need this dog back. Ashley says she’s not a breakfast person but still the least romantic morning ever. They are very early in their dating period and its pretty tame. The way he moves around her. No intimacy at all. Avoiding her as he makes his way over to Kojo’s bowl.

Shows more affection towards his dog than her haha It’s the complete opposite of Tim and Lucy in 5x20. Where there is zero space, lots of touching, flirting and food to be had. Can't keep their hands off each other. The blahness that is Ashley is prominent in this opening scene. Also her judgy tone when she mentions that’s what he gets? If I was dating a man who took that good of care of his dog? I would be a goner. But this is Ashley so….

She is far too vapid for Tim. I looked up the definition of that word to reinforce my point. “Offering nothing that is stimulating or challenging.” If that isn’t the definition of their relationship and her as a character idk what is. Tim has found the very opposite from Lucy in Ashley. She is blah, doesn’t challenge him in any way and definitely doesn’t stimulate him whatsoever. All things he gets from Lucy. Interesting...Almost like he shouldn't be dating her....

She continues down her ‘Why she is wrong for Tim path' When she is afraid/doesn’t like Kojo. I already didn’t like her but this didn’t help her case. If I was dating someone and they didn’t like my dog?Goodbye sir. Twas fun while it lasted LOL Maybe it’s the protective dog person in me but I can not stand her first thought being ‘dangerous’ with Kojo. Just because he didn’t like her at first. Tim telling her he took him in cause Lucy couldn’t keep him.

He tries to help her adjust to him but she isn't about it. Just wants to leave. To me if my dog doesn’t like you that is far more telling than anything else IMO. Dogs have a good sense of people so this would’ve been telling to me as a dog owner. Ashley was already on my 'I don’t like you list.' But the not liking Kojo part plummets her to the very bottom…Also watching Tim with Kojo is ovary explosion for me. Way he pets him and loves on him. My heart. That's his kid.

We join our couple in their shop. Lucy asks how it’s going with Ashley? Tim says good but there was some weirdness this morning. Tim mentions he thinks she doesn’t like Kojo. Lucy’s reaction cracks me up. She could not be more telling when she says 'So you broke up with her? Thats too bad….I liked her…’ 'Lying liar. You know she was hoping he did. We all want that.

The way he loves that dog it actually would make sense. To Lucy as well her not liking Kojo is another strike against her anyways. It’s a valid response to anyone who is a pet owner really. Unfortunately we are stuck with her for a long while. Bleh. My dislike for her is very strong. Because she is everything he doesn’t need or want.

Tim says since when? Knowing she has never liked her. That Lucy had been giving him crap cause she’s a lifeguard ha I mean I can't say I blame her. I would too. Her sarcasm continuing with her reply. Fairly certain none of us considered it a career until Ashley came into the picture. Tim defends the training she had to go through. That it was rigorous training at the fire academy. Trying to make her job sound more prestigious than it is in just the name alone. Lucy doesn’t press it further and says my bad with a smile even though I think she is still secretly judging her LOL

Lucy has such a dog-mom moment here. I love it so very much. As she states his full name above LOL I bet you she has supplied that boy with many chew toys he’s destroyed. Makes me happy to think of Lucy going over to Tim's just to deliver treats and toys for their shared fur-child. Seriously going to need some couple moments with him in S6. It's a crime we haven't gotten them yet.

Lucy's transparency continues when she tells Tim 'Clearly Ashley has to go.' If only it was that easy. Saying it’s a moot point if she doesn’t like Kojo. Now anyone can see she isn’t right for him. The person who knows him the best? Can see it from a mile away the multiple reasons Ashley isn’t right for Tim. So might as well cut this off right now in her opinion. The look they share haha Even when talking about his relationship they are flirty af. So married in their disposition with one another. I love it. Also he's not really disagreeing with her...

Lucy ends up getting a phone call and it’s Ashley… She is confused but intrigued by this phone call. Idk how the hell she got her number. LOL Now you know Lucy is in love with Tim when she gives such solid advice to Ashley. It’s the way she talks about Kojo being like Tim. Girl is so gone for him. Something she continually tries to suppress this entire season. Like she is warding it off really.

Ashley tells her she likes Tim but she’s scared of his dog. Asking why she gave him away? Asking if he was too aggressive? Ugh I hate her animal ignorance so much. Maybe it’s because been I've been in dog world for over a decade but I cannot stand her going right to ‘aggressive.’ Lucy defends her boy says 'No! Not at all. He just wasn’t meant for her living situation.'

Lucy asks if she doesn’t like dogs? Secretly hoping she says yes heh Ashley tells she had a bad experience once. Lucy empathizes and says she gets it. Goes on to say Kojo is the sweetest guy. It’s here we see her switch over to gushing about Tim. It’s the way she’s looking at Tim in Grey’s office that gets me. As she explains how Kojo is just like Tim. Careful Lucy your feelings are showing.

He’s big, gruff, and a whole lot of bark but underneath is a sweetheart. I mean Tim is for HER. Let’s get that clear first. Tim is only soft for Lucy. I adore her helping out in this situation though. She didn't have to but it's Lucy. If Ashley could see how she was looking at Tim. She might feel a little threatened. Not only that but her deep knowledge of Tim. Might catch on she’s just the littlest bit in love with him lol But then 4x12 happens later on so.... How she didn’t break up with Tim after that display idk. So maybe she wouldn’t put 2 and 2 together.

I'm giving her too much credit haha Lucy speaks from a place of love about him. She probably has no idea how she is coming off but it's so obvious. Clearly not talking about Kojo in that tone. She loves that good boy but loves his owner more. Lucy tells her to talk to Tim about it. Ashley replies no that she’s not going to make him pick between her or his dog. That there is a whole genre of country songs about that. Before Lucy can defend Tim more or why she should Ashley cuts the convo off and says good night. Awkward…

It’s then we meet friggin Chris Sanford. *glares* The epitome of meh. Earlier in the ep they arrested young boy dealing drugs. He is one of James’s newest mentees. Lucy being the empathetic soul she is cites him out on a lower charge. That way he gets a fighting chance with James to turn his life around. Just has to attend his court date and such. Very kind thing of her to do for this young man.

He comes in like a mega douche. Instant dislike for his character for how he comes at Lucy. Trying to shame her for citing him out like she did. Calling her naive and basically being an absolute asshat. Lucy CRUSHES him in her reply above. I dislike Chris so very much so this was glorious to watch. Tim Bradford doesn’t stand a chance most days against her. You think your puny ass with 4 months of experience had a chance of winning that argument? What a putz…

Lucy catches Tim in the parking garage before he leaves. Ah this glorious place where all our wonderful moments occur. Lucy tells him it was Ashley who called her earlier. Gotta love how open she is with Tim always. As usual Lucy is toeing the line of personal boundaries with him. Possibly overstepping by bringing this up. But that’s kind of their thing.

Also like to note how telling it is that Ashley felt more comfortable coming to Lucy and not her BF about this. That she didn’t think he would listen to her but Lucy would. Because well she did. Lucy does get the other side of the story with Kojo. That is not a dislike but bad experience on her end. Which to be fair is valid when you’ve had a bad experience with a dog. Now that being said I still dislike so very much.

What I’m trying to get at here is Lucy interpreted this as Tim not fulling listening to Ashley’s concern. It’s not surprising Tim gets a little hard headed about things. Especially things he loves. So he’s instantly defensive about said things. I’m the same way. Lucy knows this about him. Which is why they’re having this conversation. So she can bring his attention to it in way only she can. Because Tim actually listens to Lucy. This scene really is more about their bond than his issue with Ashley. How Lucy is the only one who can ever get through to Tim. Her super power really.

He doesn’t listen to anyone the way he listens to Lucy. Especially when she is doling out advice for him. This is a kindness she is doing for him. Letting him know one his GF called her and two the reason behind it. That she is scared and he needs to listen to her about it. Tim shrugs it off like it’s nothing. Which you can see Lucy is a little taken aback with. How instantly shut off he is to this conversation. But like i said earlier he is defensive about things he loves. He LOVES that dog.

This is their dance with advice he is defensive or dismissive at first. Then it sinks in and he truly listens to what she is telling him. She may not like Ashley. (None of us do..) But she would be remiss not to share her opinion on this with him. Tim instead of thanking her for the advice deflects. Because well Tim. Asking why she is so invested in his love life? Asking with a little smile some sass in that question of his. Also gauging what her reaction will be. He is truly curious.

It is interesting how his love life is the only one she intercedes in. Not Nolan or any of his. She didn’t with Jackson for either of his love interests. Just Tim. Because that shows the level of importance this man has gained in her life. Saw some parallels to this moment and 2x03. When she was trying to pair Tim up with Rachel. How Lucy once again is involved in his love life. It’s true that she just wants him to be happy.

Also Tim’s interest in why she is interested in his love life is far different than 2x03. He didn’t question it then. Just thought it was apart of their bet. In S4 he is a lot more aware. Like I said in the last review their bond and their awareness of each other is far stronger than it was in S2. He is so genuinely curious why she is so invested in it?

They’ve had a lot of intimate moments and work flirts since 4x01. Tim can feel the shift that has happened between them. So it makes him curious why she is helping him like she is? Lucy does some deflecting of her own for his question. Saying she doesn’t want to drive around on patrol while he is moping around about this girl. He is so offended by her saying this it's so funny. That if he likes this girl he should listen to her. It’s funny all the things she’s telling him to do with Ashley he naturally does with her. Funny old world lol

Tim’s reply back cracks me up. Saying when has he ever moped? That he doesn’t even know how to. Oh but you do my love. You perfect it in S5. While you pine for her while she is still with Chris the putz. But ok sure you don’t know how. His eye roll is so damn funny Eric always crushes it when he does this. Her little Mmhmm as she walks away smirking. Has this man wrapped around her finger. She drives him insane and Tim absolutely loves it.

Tim follows through on Lucy’s advice and listens to Ashley’s fears. Really Lucy extended this relationship when it was destined to fail. But she cares so much about Tim and his happiness she gave him solid advice. This bit made me chuckle. Saying Kojo needs to be bossed around a little to listen. heh. Just like daddy. There's a reason he only listen's to Lucy.

Kojo being just like Tim of course he needs a strong woman to boss him around to listen. I wouldn't call Ashley strong but she got the idea. I mean that scene in the parking garage kinda a parallel to this one in that regard. Doesn’t listen at first then eventually comes around when they're bossed around ha. Not a ton in this ep for them. Solid moments nonetheless. Sadly we are saddled with a Chris and Ashley for a little while. But we get tons of goodies between all that so it helps.

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Side notes- non Chenford

I do love James and Wes starting up their bromance. They cute.

Thank you to all who continually support these reviews. Your likes, comments and reblogs make it all worth it. See you Wednesday with 4x11 :)

[underburningstars]

darlin', i'm falling 12

for @jegulus-microfic prompt jealous, wc 1036, nsfw

(Did I skip through Regulus' recovery period to write smut? Yep. This one is inspired by this lovely art btw)

Regulus’ recovery is a slow, painful process. Most of the time, Regulus is impatient, James is scared, Sirius is angry and Remus is stressed. It’s a gruesome and exhausting month but they make it through. 

Regulus is fully recovered now. He can, once again, kick James’ ass while sparring. Sometimes, James finds him running around the garden like a madman. Regulus is fine and there is nothing left to heal anymore. 

So why does the Healer keep finding excuses to come back?

James didn’t notice it at first because his mind was rather occupied with concerts about Regulus’ health. But now it’s as clear as the day. The Healer visits Regulus way too often and every time Regulus kicks everyone out of the room to talk to them. 

James doesn’t like it. 

The Healer is back again. They visited Regulus a week ago too. Why are they here again? And why did Regulus tell him to leave? What are they discussing that James can’t know? James stands outside their bedroom and glares at the door. His glare lands on the Healer when the door opens and they come out. They flinch. 

Good, James thinks with no little amount of satisfaction. 

They smile tightly at him before leaving and James enters the room. 

“Are you sick? Why do you still need to see a Healer? And why can’t I be in the room when you see them?”

Regulus’ eyes shine with mirth when he looks at James. “I needed to do something to celebrate my recovery but the curse from the attack made it a little complicated. So I told Healer Jenkins to stay in case something happened. And you couldn’t stay because it was supposed to be a surprise.”

Okay, James is curious now, “What did you do? Did you get a new tattoo? Show me.”

“Not a tattoo. But…I think you’ll like it.” With that Regulus slowly starts pooping the buttons of his shirt open. Soon, Regulus shrugs his shirt off and it pools at his feet on the ground. But James’ eyes aren’t on the shirt. He couldn’t give less of a damn about it. Not when Regulus is standing in front of him; his pale skin is on display and two golden nipple piercings adorning his chest. The light falls on the chain that connects the piercings and makes it glow. 

James walks towards Regulus slowly and deliberately, still not taking his eyes off the piercings. 

“Can I touch?” He whispers. His voice has already gone hoarse and they haven’t even done anything.

“Yeah,” At least, Regulus is in the same boat as him.

He doesn’t touch the piercings or the chain. Instead, he caresses Regulus’ neck. He can feel Regulus' trembling pulse under his fingers. He trails down with featherlight touch to his collarbone and then right above his heart. He continues his ministrations until his fingers reach the chain resting on Regulus’ sternum. 

Regulus is panting now. His chest moving up and down rapidly.

James hooks one finger under the chain and tugs. 

Regulus inhales sharply as he stumbles closer to James. He bites his lips and looks up at James. He cups Regulus’ cheek with his other hand and brings their mouths together. He twists the chain around his finger and Regulus whines into his mouth. 

James leaves the chain and pushes Regulus towards the bed without breaking the kiss. They make quick work on their clothes and soon a very naked and flushed Regulus is lying under James.

James leans back on his heels and takes in the view. Regulus looks beautiful like this. Breathless, with his hands raised beside his head and the gold chain glowing on his skin. 

“Turn over,” James says and Regulus follows instantly. 

He gets like this – obedient and pliant – when he’s too turned on to be a brat. 

James strokes the path of the snake tattoo on Regulus' spine. The snake shudders under his fingers. Or maybe that’s just Regulus. He leans down to press a gentle kiss on Regulus’ dimples. 

“Hurry up,” Regulus huffs impatiently. 

Yeah, James can’t wait to fuck Regulus either. He smooths his hands on Regulus’ sides before caressing his stomach. His fingers make a slow path down to the apex of Regulus’ thighs. James’ fingers ghost over Regulus’ clit and already finds it swollen.

Regulus whines and clutches the sheets over his head. 

“James, just–please. I don’t–I don’t need prep. I can take it so just–”

“Shh baby, this is my surprise, right? So let me enjoy it.”

By the time James is done prepping Regulus, he has gone completely boneless. He is lying on the bed, face down ass up as James strokes his walls one last time before pulling out. Regulus’ cum is coating his fingers and James laps at them eagerly. 

He wraps an arm around Regulus’ waist and the other around his neck to pull him up on his knees. James presses his chest to Regulus’ back and slowly pushes in. Regulus throws his head back on James’ shoulder with a low moan. James groans loudly as he feels Regulus’ walls sucking him in. 

“Look at you, taking me so well,” James pants.

After letting Regulus adjust, James starts rocking them slowly. He sets a sensual and languid pace. But that doesn’t satisfy Regulus. He pushes his hips back and James gets the message. He doesn’t increase the speed but starts thrusting harder into Regulus. He drops the hand around Regulus’ neck and twists his fingers around the chain again. 

He tugs the chain in sync with his thrusts which has Regulus thrashing in his arms. Regulus clenches around him and that’s how James knows he is close. James twists the chain around another finger and reaches down with his other hand to stroke Regulus’ clit. 

Soon, Regulus’ walls are clamping around him and he is coming on James’ cock. James’ climax follows closely. 

James detangles his fingers from the chain and pulls out slowly. He gently lays Regulus down on the bed and drops beside him. 

“You should get jealous more often,” Regulus tells him after catching his breath. 

James snorts and curls around Regulus. “And you should get a few more piercings.”

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[lifenconcepts]

DREW U AND I TOGETHER @primalshane

had quite some confusion with figuring out a proper idea but got there in the end, so have the nice ones first:

The one with stars is my personal favourite. Oh! If you couldn’t tell already, I’ve utilised the psychology of reading from the left to the right where you put the most important thing/one you want to catch people’s attention/eye with at the left then the miscellaneous at the right (in this case, you’re always gonna be on the left. The ones without another creature is just you)

(Btw it’s 23:23 as I write this)

Here I experimented with some creatures. I like to draw a very specific sort of bug for myself and also at times spiders and I don’t have a definition for that except “critter with wings and silly face”. Also used zero reference for the dog ones but oh well. Probably should that’s but I didn’t have much choice. Guess you’re getting my raw creation!

Here I drew our souls together (the first one saying “creature of the soul” where I sketched your version of your soul best I could and also mine (lots of squiggled forming a coherent mass), and to be fair, I add wings although usually prefer not to. I just fuxking LOVE drawing wings!!!!) second one is sorta like my soul hugging your soul , if you understand!!!?!

Here was where I was trying to draw from picrew before just fucking up so hard I didn’t feel like sharing it but then again it did come from my heart and the intention is set there so I suppose you may enjoy it. Last one at the bottom right is quite an accurate representation in my eyes. You’re sorta like me in those picrews except a bit more “,:(“ and I’m also just vibrating with energy in the sense of the divine.

Plz don’t use as reference for myself. I fumbled hard on those humanised versions although the ball form (which I made near the end of the silly session) is quite appealing.

And bonus:

I did not intend to make it blurry but I suppose that gives it a good charm.

*ahem* I’d also like to point out I used my nicest pen for this, the one with super smooth ink, but I guess that even with intention there still exists a large variable which is within the beholder of the tool, not the tool itself.

[1-800-call-ria]

hii! can i be ur 🧸 anon? or maybe 🍒 anon... mmm i cant decide lol also i dont know if my ask sent so im sending this js in case

anyways chenle thoughts??? gwah not to be a gf stan but i think abt him sm- esp after istj came out (he carried btw!!!) his voice is just my absolute favourite i dont know what to say

speaking of his voice... i feel like he just might be the type to constantly reassure ppl?? just imagine coming home after a bad day... chenle notices ofc n gives u a big hug then with his sweet voice he just quietly reassures u that ur okay, swaying the two of you side to side-

ig that'll be it for now 🤔 js a small taste of my thoughts

Bf!Chenle thought #1

FIRST OF ALL OFC YOU CAN BE WHATEVER ANON YOU WANT !!! ur my first so you get to choose (i’ll spoil you 😋) second YES he absolutely slayed the house down this era like it’s crazy (ilhsm idk if you can tell). I love his voice too and I really hope you like this and i hope i’ll hear from you soon :)

warning: use of ‘mom’ for reader to daegal, over use of Baby? (not edited so pls tell me my mistakes 💔)

As the first chenle stan (top delulu gf right here), he is definitely a physical touch and words of affirmation girly.

He’s come home finally after so long while being on tour and doing promotions and such for ISTJ, it’s like you haven’t seen him in forever. You’ve had probably the worst day ever where your hair didn’t look right, you couldn’t do this or that right, and most of all you’re not with Chenle.

Right after everything was done he wanted to surprise you by just showing up to your (and his) apartment.

“Y/N? Baby? We’re home!” He calls out, holding Daegal in one hand and his bag over his shoulder.

Chenle’s surprised when he doesn’t see you in the kitchen, usually you’re eating or making your food this late. He looks around the living room also seeing your not in that room either. Finally putting down Daegal telling her to ‘go find your mommy/mummy’

Not even a few seconds later she’s running to your bathroom door, scratching and whining. Even rubbing her head against the door before running back to Chenle, yipping and whining once again to the door. Obviously he takes the hint and knocks on the door.

“Are you in there? Daegal and I are back, she missed you. After our calls she would start whining….” You can hear his smile in his voice, “I missed you too you know, even if you are annoying.” Of course he would find a way to say something like that. It makes you crack the faintest smile. You really missed him.

“Hey baby? Can I-?”

You open the door for him before he can even finish his sentence. Daegal is in his arms and he’s smiling at you, jokingly shaking her paw and mocking what’s supposed to be her voice ‘hiiii mom, I missed you soooo much’ .

If he wasn’t your boyfriend and if you were in a better mood you probably would’ve joked about it. Saying something about how stupid he was or even pushing him away. Instead you settle for pulling her into your own arms petting and hugging her and placing her right beside you on the floor.

As soon as she’s put on the floor Chenle pulls you into the biggest hug ever. He doesn’t even need to be told you’re not feeling very well. He says that you’re easy to read, in reality he pays attention extremely well.

“You’re okay, I promise. Whatever you’ve been thinking I need you to stop for a second and rethink.” His arms pull you even closer to himself, and they start moving up and down your back. Tears start to well in your eyes and you realize just how much he means to you.

Eventually he pulls you back so he can see your face, even bringing his hands to your arms holding them there letting his thumbs rub your arms.

“I love you,” He kisses your forehead.

“I love you,” He kisses your nose.

“I love you so so much,” And he ends with pulling you into a kiss. When he finally pulls away he brings you once again into a tight embrace.

You’re not all of a sudden happy and healed, but you sure do feel better with him by your side.

“…Now why did our child get a hug before me.”

“Zhong. Chenle.”

[ankmankpank]

4*town stalker au part 4: Tae Young

Tw: stalking, cussing

The Aarons and Robaire already done!

-you’ve been receiving anonymous gifts for a while now

-it was sweet, but..

-troubling.

-because they were all so on point

-and so cute

-and handmade

-but you knew for a fact that people close to you enough to know your preferences this deep are not artistic

-not like this atleast

-you had no idea about who could send these so personal and touching gifts

-so you decided

-you’d outplay him

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

-you took the little, beautifully wrapped gift from outside

-right in front of your door

-and replaced it with one that you made.

-the ones given to you were usually decorated with little bird feathers

-so you bought a tiny canvas and painted a little bird for him

-you called the gift giver a him

-the worse that can happen is that he’s a girl, so you change it to she

-or them

-you don’t really care

-but you wanted to know who he was

-gender wouldn’t change your admiration

-and kind of scare, but you were optimistic

-so you wrote a little letter with it

-“Hi!! I get every one of your gifts - at least I hope they’re for me - and I really, really appreciate it!! This is my thank you. I thought you’d like it. Tell me if not, I’ll make another one!! ♡︎♡︎ XOXO Y/N”

-this seemed all right

-so you put it on your porch

-which is where he usually puts his gifts

-and also paired another paper and a pencil next to it, in case if he wanted to write back

-and you went to sleep

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

-your house was far away from Tae Young’s house

-but getting there worth it for him

-because he could see you

-and give you his gifts every time

-but you giving him a gift?

-he needed to bite his hand so he wouldn’t start screaming in front of your house

-Tae knew that he was in love with you since he saw you for the very first time

-but he never knew how to approach you

-plus you two didn’t have anything to do with each other at all..

-he saw you petting a cat once, then thump-thump

-his heart started beating faster

-he broke out in sweat

-his throat tightened

-and his stomach squeezed

-…

-you were the one

-and Tae was the happiest guy known to mankind right now

-really

-after doing a happy dance all over your porch

-he crouched back down, replaced your gift with his

-still so weird to think about it

-YOUR gift!!

-YOU GAVE HIM A GIFT!!!

-…it’s a gift, right?

-he hopes so

-ANYWAYS

-he’s giggling btw

-Tae sat down on your house’s stairs and opened it

-his phone’s flashlight included

-because it was the middle of the night

-and boy he almost dropped the phone

-this was the nicest thing that anyone has ever did for him

-okay, this was a lie

-but he felt like it right now!

-you were a hundred times more special than other people

-exactly he couldn’t tell why though

-but you were.. you

-…

-and when he read the letter

-he was biting his lips and giggling

-dorky ass

-it’s kinda cute when a guy is a little crazy about a girl

-and this was so adorable

-kinda creepy too..

-but you get it

-but when he got to the end of the letter?

-he threw himself back on your porch

-laying on his back with one hand holding the paper, another his phone to see something

-smiling so widely

-and rolling around

-he looked so cute

-too bad- good that nobody could see him

-Tae read the letter a few more times

-then sat back up

-because he had to reply!!

-so he took the paper and pencil next to him

-and began writing

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

-his gifts being the first thing you check in the morning slowly built itself into your morning routine

-but now after you woke up

-your first thing was to rush to your front door

-open it, then check his gift

-his gift, and yours were gone

-so was your note

-but next to his gift, there was the paper you put down just for him

-FUCK YES!!

-you SLAMMED your ass down on the porch

-and read it

-“Hi Y/N!! Don’t even think about making another one, this is the best gift ever!! Or do, I appreciate it!!! And you’re very welcome glad you like them ❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎”

-were his hands shaking while writing it?

-anyways

-he was so kind!

-but he didn’t sign it..

-so you decided to write again

-you wanted to find out more about him

-and you were going to

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

♫Pop Star - Coco & Clair Clair

-Tae was so tired already

-all sweaty from moving around all day

-needing to go out for ice cream with Aaron T. five times the whole day..

-he was worn out

-it could be told by the bags under his eyes

-but when he saw a paper on your porch

-he squeaked in adrenaline rush as he ran to it

-quietly, sadly he had to..

-and almost falling three times but that doesn’t matter

-he did fall on his stomach when he got to the letter though

-but he didn’t even feel it

-Tae opened the folded paper like it’s gonna run away

-“I’m glad you like it! How was your day?”

-YOU ASKED ABOUT HIS DAY!!

-Tae was literally swinging his legs around

-reading the letter over and over again

-biting his lips and giggling

-this is ridiculous

-out of all places, he had to do this on your porch

-pfft

-uh okay

-the pencil is still there

-“It was SO tiring. Walked around the whole day just because my friend wanted ice cream. But I got some too at least! How was yours??”

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

-you liked his handwriting

-you sat down on your porch with the paper still in your hand

-because let’s be honest you weren’t so athletic..

-and wrote back to him

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

♫What You Need - Ashley Sienna

-“Actually kinda chill. Just went out with some friends! But I was hungry the whoooole day D: What’s your name btw??♡︎”

-oh poor you

-Tae felt so bad for you

-but..

-his name??

-oh no..

-Tae could be just enough

-right??

-no, he can’t.

-“EAT!! Please do, you look amazing anyway! Can my name be a secret? ❤︎︎“

-okay

-he really wanted to make you satisfied, but he couldn’t tell his name

-yet

-he was scared..

-…

-but he really wanted to do something for you at least..

-he had no candy with him to put next to the letter and his gift

-his gift was already something, but it was usual

-he wanted to get you something extra for not telling you his name

-…

-Tae walked around your house, to your bedroom’s window

-to put the letter there

-maybe it will feel a little more.. personal?

-not even a little creepy

-no..

-he put the letter under your window as much as he could

-and you would still see it in the morning

-…

-then

-you switch your lights on

-and you’re smirking

-crossing your arms and looking at him

-RIGHT in front of the window

-making eye contact..

-…

-Tae’s sure he just got a massive boner

-but he didn’t have time to think about that, since he screamed so loud

-falling from your window, on his ass

-he must be so lame..

-this will leave such a nasty mental scar on him

-like he was so embarrassed

-oooh fuuuck

-but..

-then you started laughing?

-but it wasn’t the mocking laugh

-no

-it was genuine

-what is HAPPENING

-…

-Tae got lost in the sound of your voice

-you even sounded amazing

-but wait

-you were here

-in front of him

-KNOWING that he’s there!

-“Woah, sorry. Sorry. You just looked so cute, shit.”

-you giggled as you wiped your tears

-wow

-WOW

-you called him cute

-you’re really there

-this was too much.

-someone give him a pillow, he needed to cover his lap up

-wait

-you started climbing thru your window?!

-he started to get up

-he needed to..

-“Hey, hey. Don’t worry babe. I don’t bite.”

-woah

-WOAAAAAH

-you jumped out of your window

-fuck you looked so hot

-and walked over to Tae to..

-hold your hand out to him?

-shit

-SHIT

-good that you couldn’t see him blushing

-because he WAS

-…

-Tae accepted your hand

-wow wow wow

-he’s touching you!!!

-you pulled him up

-and left him breathless.

-and you giggled again

-he’s going to shit himself out of happiness.

-…

-you seemed to accept that Tae didn’t talk yet

-at least couldn’t

-so you grabbed his shoulder to turn him around and dust him off

-you’re touching him

-OH HIS GOD

-you didn’t even leave his ass out?

-and it was obvious that you weren’t trying to be a pervert

-you genuinely cared

-but fuck he could look like a pervert now…

-“Listen..”

-“Hm?!”

-the BUTTERFLIES he just got man..

-you stood back in front of him

-looking into his eyes as much as you could see them in the dark

-he stands in front of you

-wow, he’s here

-you actually met him!

-it was hot.

-really hot.

-and dark

-but you felt and smelt him

-he smelled good

-plus you found his voice cute

-and his outlines looked cute too

-was this really the guy who’s been sneaking up to your house?

-okay let’s not underestimate

-“I..”

-Tae didn’t know where to start

-apologize? Be honest? Cry? Run away?

-he-

-“Ooh, wait.”

-you grabbed his wrist

-YOU GRABBED HIS WRIST

-and dragged him back to your window

-you could just use the door…

-oh

-no

-you grabbed the paper

-and started reading it

-fuck fuck fuck

-you’re going to be so disappointed in him for not telling you his name!!

-oh oh

-what will he do??!

-“My name’s Tae Young!”

-…

-you looked back at him from the paper

-then placed it back to your window

-…

-“Hi. So, like, wanna explain?”

-you let go of his hand

-and it felt so empty

-…

-“If you can’t, no need to, I just wanna know i-“

-“I lose my mind when it comes to you.”

-…

-“Sorry, uh.. listen, I saw you. Once, on the street. Uh, you were petting a cat and I totally fell in love with you. I know this sounds silly, I… I’m not even sure how could I be serious about this, this is creepy. But I couldn’t resist. You’re…”

-…

-“I find no words for you.”

-his voice was soft

-so so so soft and sincere

-“Shit, sorry. Uhm..”

-…

-“Everything happens. So much.”

-that didn’t make sense

-if you don’t get him

-but you did

-you perfectly did, and agreed with him

-…

-“Well, why not come in for something to drink then? To… soothe the everything going on.”

-Tae’s head perked up

-and his heart missed a beat

-“I mean, I never had a guy actually do things like this for me before. So I suppose, we could see where this goes.”

-you weren’t disgusted?

-and you were about what he did and not how he looks because you don’t see shit?

-and you just gave him a chance?!

-…

-“Okay. Let’s do that.”

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

You invited Tae in, gave him a cup of tea and sat him down to talk

Turns out, you two actually get along well?!

So you gave him your number, because you knew that he wouldn’t have the balls to give you his

And you two talked!

Then after a while, dated

Aww

Tae was so shocked that it finally worked out for him with a girl

Plus with a girl that he, for some reason, fucking stalked? Wow

He was never really this desperate about any of his crushes

That’s why he started feeling bad, really bad

And he apologized, like a hundred times

But you forgave him, because you saw that he wasn’t a bad guy. He just didn’t know what to do

And he will always be grateful for this

He will be grateful for you

Because damn nobody cooked like you did

Nobody washed his clothes like you did

Nobody comforted him like you did

Nobody fucked him like you did

And damn he could never imagine anybody raising and caring for you two’s children like you did💕

[jounosparticles]

Hello o/ i just finished midterm im finally free orz.How are you doing?

I want to asked what do you think about Fukuchi?like his relationship or morality anything in general.Hes such an interesting character i wish ppl talk about him more.

hello! i’m pretty good! finished a read through bsd beast today (fantastic novel btw) and will work on some writing tonight i think!

i hope your midterm went well!! feel free to tell me about it if you’d like :) i’m interested

and ty for asking about fukuchi! i have lots to say about him.

fukuchi - my opinion

first off i will preface this by saying i USED to be a fukuchi hater. he used to really piss me off but looking back it was 100% biased towards the characters he hurt and i didn’t think too much of his motives. i actually really like him now and believe he’s very underrated.

for starters, i LOVE his design. the face scars especially really tie everything together. i also like his silly moustache hehe

his role as a hunting dog was really great and i hope we see more of that—some sort of pre-DoA scenes where we see the hunting dogs work together so i can look into their dynamics more. it seems that he genuinely was a good leader and cared for his squad. he was fun and lighthearted and seemed to be kind to his subordinates.

i really hope we get some sort of scenes where we see him interacting with the other members of the DoA, flashback scenes or something. we only really seen him interact with bram. i feel he would have gotten along well with sigma, since neither of them are bad people. in contrast i want to see him interact with fyodor and nikolai for the very opposite purpose.

i somewhat sympathized with fukuchi when he was fighting atsushi and akutagawa, his view on war clearly messed him up a ton and he just appeared to have a bad approach to solving what was right. i regret to admit i think i let a lot of the general perception of fukuchi hinder my opinion on him here. i understood his motives to a degree but couldn’t like him for that (which has since changed).

i wholeheartedly believe fukuchi is a good person. he is severely traumatized from all the war he had to deal with, which altered his perception on a good approach to solving things.

assuming he is around 45 years old, he would have received the warning of the war at the age of 9. imagine being a small child and realizing you have to save millions from dying? yet throughout it all he kept a great composure and was kind to others. the scenes where he was with fukuzawa as a child showed he was a good kid despite the huge task he would need to complete. this displays immense courage.

now more onto the DoA era.

notice how he turned everyone into vampires instead of just killing them? partially this was likely to build an army, however i assume part of it was to keep people from dying. he doesn’t want any more bloodshed and did what was necessary. he never told anyone about this though, there’s a good chance bram would have been more willing to help had he been open about the plan. maybe?

the way he treated bram wasn’t great though. it would have been cool to see him talk to bram about it and they work together. of course bram didn’t really seem to care too much about humanity before meeting aya, so he may have not agreed.

fukuchi was also incredibly smart for trusting fukuzawa to do what was right. it really shows their bond and how they knew each other. i’d love to look into their dynamics more, especially the scene where fukuchi tries to convince fukuzawa to go to war since there was a ton of symbolism there.

fukuchi and jouno’s bond also intrigues me. we know he invited jouno to the hunting dogs with the goal of him joining the DoA yet jouno was too influenced by good to be able to do it. i wonder if fukuchi would have told jouno the truth in the case that he agreed to join? or did he assume jouno was willing to be a ruthless killer? id like to think that fukuchi believed jouno had the morality to keep the agency safe despite being supposed to act evil; since fukuchi didn’t actually want them dead. ill make a longer analysis about this idea soon actually since it has the little gears in my head turning.

his relationship with tachihara is also interesting to me. i haven’t thought too much into it, but i believe fukuchi said something along of being disappointed in tachihara’s "betrayal". it makes me wonder if maybe he had hoped tachihara’s morality had changed in the mafia so he would never need to face him in battle? i’ll have to reread the chapters and look into this more.

his relationship with teruko also is one that makes me quite sad. she looked heartbroken as she had to kill him. she was also the only one he told other than fukuzawa about his real plan (as far as im aware). they were definitely close.

in the end, fukuchi’s reveal of the truth and everything he had been dealing with for so long made his actions make a ton of sense. he was just a person with a huge responsibility who tried to save things as well as he could. i really wish he could have gotten closure on the world he saved (if he is truly dead). he’s a fantastic character and has a ton of depth. i only scratched the surface here. maybe i will need to make an "in defence of fukuchi" essay at some point.

[zinniax]

I reread all the courts books and came to understand it better/ notice a few things(beware this may be long)

Starting off with Tamlin- he’s just a character that needs therapy. First he has to deal with one of his best friends dying, then comes along this mortal girl who he knows is the key to undoing the curse but doesn’t want it to hurt her, then they end up falling in love something he hasn’t had in years and is still afraid knowing the fate she must face. He was willing to go along with that but quickly realized that he loved her to much for that and sent her away. The best thing he could’ve done for her in that moment. Then of course she saves the day/ dies/ reborn anew. But what guilt must’ve ate at him knowing he sent her to her death and then when she woke up he protected her like she needed to be kept behind glass. Which isn’t the best and comes off controlling and manipulative but knowing the whole story I can see why he doesn’t wanna lose her. Then we have the infamous meeting. He’s been depressed, losing Feyre to his sworn enemy that shit must fuck with your head just like it fucked with rhys. Honestly I think it was good he snapped back bc no one else dared to comment on how shitty it was tbh bc they are afraid of rhys but he isn’t. So I thought what he said needed to be said yes it didn’t come off the best way but that’s bc his feelings we’re involved. King of Hybern- we know the king likes a show, so I’m sure he upped Feyre leaving him to get tamlin to open his gates, emotional manipulation, Tamlin was manipulated you can’t change my mind.. then he thinks he’s getting her back, his Feyre back, then she distroys the last bit of himself. His best friend, his soilders, like I think she got back at him with rhys, this was petty child’s play that ended up biting her in her ass later on.. basically he’s still a good guy at heart, he just had a rough time, and has a grey side( all these characters do) and btw I’m not gonna even mention the whole Tamlin/Rhys family murder bc they both are at fault, they might’ve not done the actual killing and they both couldn’t stop it, and they both hurt eachother in the end, if anyone is to blame their fathers are, they couldn’t get past whatever petty, small minded shit they used to rule- it seemed to be a personal vendetta, one that the sons had no choice but to take over, they were once friends and their fathers took that from them and made them enemies.

There’s to many books regarding him so I can’t get through everything, but these are just my major points..

Rhys, I loved him I thought this is the fictional man imma marry but rereading that isn’t the case. Yes he has some good parts to him and he’s a family man above all but he very manipulative and egotistical. When we first meet him, he’s saved Feyre yes we love that but then he goes right back like go home it’s not safe, but this is his first time meeting him we don’t know his story. Then second meeting he tells lucien he’s been in war before lucien was even born, aka his ego then he went into Feyre mind and told her deep dark fantasy’s ( and it isn’t the first times he’s done something shitty to her ) yes we get his side to it that he really didn’t know who she was but had an inkling later of what just happened but just no. Then the whole Feyre under the mountain like who tf fuck thinks that was ok all for again getting back at Tamlin (his ego) making her drink fuck me up forget everything juice, covered in his branding, basically having her dry hump him, and embarrassed her in front of basically almost every court like wtff. Then ferye constantly says how he gives her a choice but it’s another manipulation “you don’t have todo this but it would save a lot of people if you did, oh you don’t have todo this but imma have to do other nastier means to get the same result” oh isn’t that manipulation and he did it with Nesta he gave her a “choice” yes but the choice was “if you don’t do this then I’ll get your sister who you sworn to protect todo it if you don’t, your choice” not much of a choice if it feels like the only thing you can do to protect your sisters. He treats az and cassian like shit imma just say it, maybe that’s how you know their brothers but he doesn’t give them the same respect he does amern or mor. And the whole 2nd, 3rd is bullshit. And I hate how he’s saying “what amern said goes, what Feyre said goes” like ?! So no one can question him, the people he put in charge of his army, his spy can’t ever have a different opinion ever how is that the fair and just ruler everyone says he is? And feysand I like them when they are alone, but it’s just when they interact with other characters and you get to see how they really are it’s just nope they are shitty to their family, and really on a weird power couple trip.

Nesta. This girl has been through so much manipulation, abused, emotional warfare and everyone’s like she a a bitch but az,cas, rhys goes through the same shit it’s awww our little bat boys and tamlin goes through it he’s the devil like wtfff Feyre does it and it’s she’s so strong she kept her family alive and if nesta does it oh she’s selfish, doesn’t deserve to live or have a mate, yah this bullshit. Her being the oldest doesn’t mean shit tbh she was abused by her grandma, perfected to be this perfect housewife, emotionally abused and probably physically and wonder why she didn’t pick up a bow and arrow to save her family like idk maybe the girl just wanted a  parental figure to step up and save them. She didn’t get it as a little girl she probably thought “hey this is the time right he’s gonna step up and be a parent?” Nope and like I said before she was raised to be a wife of someone rich not be out in the wild. And no one gives elain shit when all she did was NOTHING. Didn’t stop any fights between her sisters, didn’t hunt either. And before anyone says “NeStA iS a BiTcH” ummm mother dead, dad useless, grandma who beat you, sister who is oblivious to anything other then herself, other sister who has a bf, hunts, has a whole other life. Yeah I would be bitter too cuz I wouldn’t know what my place or purpose is. That’s the ptsd and depression she already had BEFORE coming into this “so called wealth” your sister not here and you haven’t heard from her, being taken out of your home into a whole different land, involved and physically changed to a whole other species, caught in a war you don’t belong in and now have to fight plus given this power you don’t understand, now your immortal, your dad is dead, don’t even get me started on all the emotions she’s having. Yeah so she’s a bitch oh well I would be too. And it’s funny to think about nesta spending all of rhys money like as she should but people seriously have an issue and hardcore take it to heart like first off he’s had so much money since the beginning of time he anit gonna run out, second he buys Amren expensive ass jewelry all the time, like yeah she had no one to talk to bc everyone would yell at her so what is there to do beside get drunk and spend money and it wasn’t like she was living some lavish life on his dime, she had a crappy apartment, dirty clothes, and read old books and went to a bar like yeah she’s sure racking up so much money rhys is gonna be in debt and besides if he really wanted to he could pull rank and not pay for ANYTHING in that town and extend it to his people including sister in laws but he didn’t so really is it that bad? Obviously before her little rehab and hike she didn’t deal with her depression in the best way and depression makes you feel secluded and people instead of trying to understand her they just judged her and already thought bad about her which furthermore put her into more depression and why not prove everyone right?? and then she went into a bloodrite (again being taken from her home or in this case a friends house) thrown into basically another war, to top it off she “won” and got the news 2 minutes later not only is her sister dying but her nephew and brother in law?? and saved their life but yeah nesta still is a bitch yeah ok

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okay so i’m on chapter five of “Chicago’s kindest” and i couldn’t even wait until i finished the chapter to send this because MY GUY????? Syd and Tony hs besties??? Chip asking Carm if he wants to take her on a date?? CARM WANTING HER TO WORK FOR HIM AND MAKE HIM LAVENDER LATTES??????????? I’m so- ListeN feminist!carm does inexplainable things to me - like screaming into a pillow because i love him so much - things. i have a lot of thoughts so this is part one of ?? however-many asks (1/ )

HEHEHEHE Syd and Tony are vv much me writing me and my dearest girl friend's dynamic if we were them. It's vv fun to write it that way.

Chip really fuckin' created a canon event in that moment, if she didn't ask him that I doubt he would've ended up doing it. But it was like. A double dog dare. Practically.

HIM BEING REFERRED TO AS FEMINIST FOR THIS MOVE MADE ME LAUGH. Because yes-- Like 100% what you said here:

Like definitely it's for her BENEFIT to not work at Eden's but it's also, to me writing it, it was also like 'i want you to work not there so simply no one will look at you the way everyone looks at you'. An antsy jealousy he does not have the right to express, truly. But ALSO feminism. Two things can be true. Well, three-- He also wants all her time. For menuuusssss.....

Being 'annoying' (you're not, btw) over my series, truly makes my soul do flips. We've gotta go to the next ask before I scream about it. OH if there was a part 3, by the way, and you did NOT miscount, tumblr did fucking eat it. i'm so sorry. if this is the case I'M gonna eat tumblr.

I'm so genuinely happy to see the very soft lines people cling to. I try to write in like, a very natural human flowing way and not FORCE lines-- And while I do love that, I do sometimes worry that simple lines like these fall through the cracks, in a way, because they're very like, human things that people say. Or at least that me and my people say. AND SO TO SEE Y'ALL READING AND NOTING THESE LINES REALLY ENCOURAGES ME SO THANK YOU!!!

He really wanted to say 'I like when you talk to much', I could never tell how to make that explicitly clear, so i just didn't. He wanted to say it SO bad. There were like, several moments in this chapter of him going 'now is the part where i ask her out' and just him continuously bowing out until the end. Honestly play a fuckin' where's waldo with yourself if you ever re-read and find em. HA.

I DID ASK FOR THESIS AND I'M SO GLAD TO BE GETTING IT YOU HAVE NO IDEEAAAAAAA!!!!!

And YEEEAGGHGHGHG That's the fuckin STUFF right there. The CARE!!!! bro!!!!!!

Chicago's Kindest new header.

I love writin' romance with these two because it is always so explicitly not like violent or hungered but like-- Such a profound care before it's anything else. And that's just really fun and soft to write. Except for when he did get his kiss. then it was hungry. then it was starving, actually. TWO THINGS CAN BE TRUE!!!!!

NICE YOU!!!! NICE YOU!!! I'M CALLING A DOCTOR!!!!!!

Tony's got an iron-clad will, I would've folded, honestly. I would've fuckin' folded.

AND ALSO SON OF A BITCH, I should've been more explicit, maybe I'll ninja edit it in the future, but the second thing Carm 'gave' her WAS in fact the fucking hickey. He was just bein' a cheeky motherfucker. I was just trying to avoid writing he fuckin SUCKS your NECK DUDE and it's CRAZY!!!! Because I'm not prepared with that writing skill set yet. I don't know how to write intimacy yet. without being haha funny about it. So. We'll get there,,,, maybe.

ANYWAYS THANK YOU FOR THIS FUCKIN' ESSAY IT MEANS MORE THAN WORDS LOVE YOU TOOOO!!!!!