#anyway i will continue screaming forever but it is wild

[essektheylyss]

I started reading Fear Itself: The Causes and Consequences of Fear in America by a team who has done a broad survey of fears in the US since like 2016 and I'm very early into the book (though it's not long) and it is already WILD seeing some of their findings—iirc you can see a lot of the raw data online for the study, but I'd used some of their data as a citation last quarter and even just the introduction is WILD to me.

[heyhihellosworld]

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞

Carlos Sainz x reader

Word count: 3.2k

Summary: Summer continues at the Sainz's Warnings: Smut, age gap, six years, reader is in her twenties

Notes: I did a part twoo 😋 It's pretty abrupt and weird but the focus was the smut so the plot got what it got

The days flowed by, one by one in the same way as the one before. It was warm and clammy but you enjoyed every moment of it. The days were spent swimming, sun bathing, eating and laughing with the members of the Sainz family.

Today was different though because you had the house to yourself. At least that was the plan. It was boat day and the family was supposed to take a tour around the water overnight but you had opted to stay at the villa because of a school project you wanted to finish off. That's why you screamed out loud when you rounded the corner to the kitchen only to be met by a tall broad body.

Carlos only laughed as you flew back with your hand over your chest and with a cry you yelled at him "Carlos!"

Carlos only laughed softly as he shrugged "Sorry"

"What are you doing at home? Aren't you going with them on the boat?"

Carlos shook his head with a shrug of his shoulders "Just didn't feel like it today, wanted a lazy day" "Really? I've never seen or heard of you having a lazy day" you grinned at him

"Once gotta be the first I guess"

You shrugged, moving past him to take a drink from the fridge "Alright, I will be in the den"

Carlos hummed as you walked out again to sit in the den with your computer.

-

It was only an hour until Carlos walked into the den and flopped down into the sofa with a sigh. "Do you mind if have the tv on?" he asked and you shook your head "It's fine" you were almost done anyway.

Soon you shut your computer down and moved down to sit on the sofa next to him and you could immediately see the way he stiffened and the awkward tension in his shoulders. With a sigh you turned to him but he didn't say anything, just sat there for what felt like forever in awkward tension.

You watched him with great interest. Your feet paddling over the soft carpet as you thought out loud.

"Are we just gonna sit here or are you gonna tell me what's up with you this summer?"

Carlos audibly choked on the air he was breathing in, his brown eyes looking at you with wild, untamed fear and you couldn't help but raise your eyebrows at him. Marveling in the way he tried to smooth his expression down in embarrassment.

"What? You didn't think I would notice?" you teased lightly and felt relieved when he gave you a soft smile.

"I-I, it's nothing" he stammered, his english thick with spanish accent as he rushed the words out. "Nothing? Why did Blanca say she had to hit you in the head then?"

Calros released a rough breath, so Blanca had told you, then why were you interrogating him. "You already know?" he sighed, running a hand over his face nervously.

"I of course, do not know for sure until you tell me, but I asked her and she said you were a little in your head" you said blankly and Carlos raised his eyebrows this time. "That's what she said? I don't believe that"

You grinned at him with a tilt to your head "Maybe not exactly, I think she said you had been staring and that she thought you had a crisis"

Carlos sighed, "that sounds more like her"

"So, you were just gonna keep ogling me all summer because suddenly little Y/n has grown a real ass?"

Carlos choked again, trying hard to regain control but his face was heating up and his palms suddenly felt clammy. He had never even thought about telling you about his inappropriate feelings. Too ashamed to even embrace them completely, only when he was far too drunk in his own pleasure did he release the dirty thoughts he had. But that was completely different from having an open conversation about it with you.

"I- uh" Carlos stammered, his thick accent only making it more amusing to you as he tried to find the english words.

His face was red hot and his eyes looked so unsure you almost felt bad. "Don't worry" you smiled "I am very flattered"

Carlos still had his tongue tid, not being able to provide any sentence of use so you continued "I mean it's not every day you get your ass stared at by Carlos Sainz"

Carlos coughed, looking positively distressed and you couldn't stop the laughter anymore. "Stop, please" he groaned.

Your laughter became louder as he pressed his hands over his face in embarrassment trying to cool his face down but without any luck.

"Oh Carlos, don't be so embarrassed it's fine"

At that Carlos looked up with wild eyes "It's not okay! You, you are my sisters best friend and you are a lot younger than me!" he argued and you shrugged "Sure"

"That's not ok y/n"

"Why not? I am not a child, I'm 23 soon 24" you argued back and he just looked at you like you were crazy "Si, and I am thirty"

"It's not that much" you huffed but he only narrowed his eyes "It's six years y/n, you-you're barely out of school!"

"Oh shut up, I am! I just took it a bit slow, I am an legal adult"

"Why are we fighting over this" Carlos sighed "I thought you would... I don't know, hit me, at least scream at me for this" Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you eyed the man "Why would I?"

"Because that would be a normal reaction when your friends 30 year old brother ogle you in a bikini"

You spluttered out a giggle as he looked at you unimpressed "I don't think you have read a lot of teen romances" you huffed "It's all about the friends brother or brothers best friend and all, maybe not... 30 year olds but still"

Carlos looked slightly hurt at your words but brushed it off quickly "What does that mean?" he asked instead and you smiled at him, wiggling your eyebrows

"It means that right now you are living out my highschool fantasy trope"

Carlos snickered at that, raising a brow "really?"

"Yes, absolutely. It was my wet dream in highschool, I mean then you were young so..."

Carlos snorted, throwing you a angry glare "I'm just kidding Carlos, you are still a good looking prick, even if you are thirty this year which is crazy"

Carlos didn't say anything else, just sat there and looked at you which almost made you scared. This had all been banter, of course you found him attractive and the wet dream part was true but still, it was banter but now he looked so serious and like he was thinking hard.

"Was this a highschool phase or..." he trailed off and you couldn't believe the words "What the fuck Carlos, what are you saying"

Carlos smirked at you "Well, I don't know. All I know is that we are alone the whole night, I find you attractive and you just admitted to find me attractive"

"Carlos" you warned but the big gulp you took blew your cover. The way his eyes bore into yours and the heat in them made heat coil in your body, erupting in your whole body as he looked at you like that.

But still, this was Carlos, you couldn't sleep with Carlos, could you? Blanca and Ana would be... like they always were about it but it would be fine but still, the thought felt weird.

Carlos dropped it, flipping through the channels with a satisfied smirk, he had won this round and he knew it all too well.

As on impulse you reached forwards and grabbed his collar, staring into the shocked brown eyes before you kissed him.

--

If anyone asked you you wouldn't be able to tell how you had ended up here, on your back on Carlos's bed with Carlos on top of you, tongue against yours and hand in your panties. It had been a haze since the sofa, moving hands, desperate sounds and a wet clash of tongues and teeth.

You couldn't stop the surprised moan that slipped as his thumb pressed down on your clit roughly, shockwaves of pleasure and too much striking your body in waves. The rough movement of his thumb and the lack of glide made your whole body rock.

"Ca-Carlos" you mumbled out, slapping his hand to make him understand that it felt too much but he only chuckled before taking pity on you and dipping his fingers down into your wetness and spreading it around before reaching his fingers on your clit, rubbing more softly and making you moan loudly. "Hm" Carlos smirked, before sliding his hand out from under your panties, giving a light slap to the front before retreating the hand completely. You gave him a nasty look but he only waved you off, hooking his fingers on the back of his t-shirt before flinging it off over his head and suddenly you were not so grumpy anymore. His body was just fantastic, you had seen it before of course, you had spent most of the days half naked by the sea after all but still it was different like this, when you didn't feel ashamed to stare and ogle. You could stare at his abs without anyone asking about it. So you did, drank the sight in, memorized his body with the help of your fingertips, mapping his every bump and turn out in your mind.

Carlos panted harshly as you mapped out his chest with help of your tongue, lapping over his nipples before licking a wide stripe down his chest, gently feeling out the curve of his hips and v-line and Carlos had had enough, pulling you up by your hair abruptly and you couldn't help but to pout. "What, why" you whined but Carlos didn't answer, instead he pulled your shirt over your head, discarding it somewhere in the room before unbuttoning his jeans and tossing them away.

"Don't pout bonita"

Carlos smirked at you as you narrowed his eyes at him "You will get what you want, don't worry"

"Then stop being an arse" you muttered, but Carlos only smirked as his hands landed on the curve of your hips, tracing the outline of your panties before slipping them off completely. You didn't have a chance to ame the same move on him before he had tackled you to bed which made you squeal. "Carlos!"

Carlos chuckled deeply, bending over your body. His eyes stuck with yours as he started to mouth down your body. The image of him, shirtless with broad shoulders and flexing muscles, bending over and his beautiful face directed right at you. His lips looked so full and soft as he kissed your skin and the way his hair dripped down into his eyes made him look like a wet dream.

Your breathing picked up, almost catching in your throat as he reached your navel, your whole body was throbbing, wanting him that tiny bit further down. His eyes held nothing but lust and mischief in them and it was so arousing in a way you had never imagined Calros would be.

"Do you want me at a certain spot cariño because you keep squirming" he mocked and you grunted at him. He knew very well what you wanted.

"Are you always such a wise ass in bed?" you growled at him as his tongue lapped straight over your navel. "Only when I am in bed with an obvious brat" he replied with a smirk, tilting his head to the side as he licked the side of your thigh. "It's not me who has been masturbating to this thought, you would think you'd be in a bit more of a hurry"

"That's exactly why i I need to memorize it, take my time" he responded easily and you groaned, kicking your leg out at his slow tactics,

"And don't even try to deny that you have thought about this before" He hummed, giving you a long look and you recoiled "Okay, fine maybe i have"

"Si? Dreaming about your best friends older brother fucking you?"

You gave him a harsh look, this paus was driving you insane. "Still better than dreaming about your sister's best friend who is six years younger than you" you teased back.

Carlos narrowed his eyes and put his hand over your mouth as you giggled

"Shut up" he muttered but you could see the amusement dancing in his eyes as he suppressed your giggles with his hand. "See, you are a brat" he muttered before removing his hand.

"Are you gonna do anything about it then?" you tried but Carlos only raised an eyebrow. How could he be so patient, were you the only one burning with arousal and need right now?

His fingers danced over your stomach and towards where you needed him and finally he looked up at you with determination in his eyes.

His face lowered down again, kissing over your belly button and towards your clit. You gasped out a soft moan as his lips wrapped around your sensitive nub, his tongue flattening over it before diving straight in. Finally,

You tried to stay composed but the way he was eating you out, lapping at you so eagerly made you feel slightly dizzy with pleasure and the picture of his coal black locks between your spread thighs was perfect.

Your hands wrapped around the strands with a content moan. The noise, visual and senses were driving you crazy, heat coiling in your belly threatening to snap when Carlos released himself from the deathgrip your thighs had around his head.

"Carlos" you whined, squirming on top of the sheets. "Shh, just relax bonita" he cooed gently as he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down his legs and just like that you shut up again, staring like a dog about to be fed as he revealed more and more skin.

He carefully stepped out of his jeans and before he could do the same to his boxers you had bolted forward, placing your hands on the band of his boxers before he could do the same. You grinned up at him as you dragged the band down and helped him discard the piece of clothing in your way.

When he was finally completely bare in front of you you couldn't help but take him into your mouth. Closing your lips around the tip of his hard cock before slowly sinking down. The precum pearling at the tip was mouth watering and all you wanted was to take him down your throat but Carlos stopped you before you could even begin playing out your fantasies.

"No cariño" Carlos tutted as he peeled you up from your knees and to his face, connecting your lips in a heated kiss as he lowered you back against the bed. "Thought you wanted something else, no?"

You wanted to hit him with the arrogance but at the same time it was so arousing how he mocked and demanded.

You could only nod, eyes swam over with need and arousal. You spread your legs as wide as you could as his muscular back made its way between them.

"Please" you whined as he stilled, staring into your eyes with softness. "Shh" he tried to calm, kissing you sweetly, asking for consent before he slowly guided himself into you.

Immediately it was like relief, like a tension going out of your body and you couldn't even care about what you were doing anymore as he bottomed out. Carlos' head dropped into your shoulder, his dark locks tickling your skin as he mouthed at your skin. The groans and breaths fanned over your skin, the sounds vibrating up your skin and heightening your arousal even more.

He felt fucking amazing inside of you, moving at a steady pace. It felt never ending, so constantly filled with pleasure that you could barely contain yourself.

Carlos's one hand held a firm grip on your thigh, lifting your leg up to let him in even deeper, the other arm rested next to your face, keeping him up.

You buried your nose in his hair, breathing in the air of Carlos, wishing to keep his smell there forever, keep this feeling forever.

"Mierda" Carlos muttered as he sped up "Shit Carlos, feel so good" you muttered, trying to move with him to get even more friction. Carlos shuffled over on the bed, getting up more on his knees so he could fuck into your even harder. "Yes" you whispered, clawing at his head so he would look at you which he did, his eyes making you want to sob off the soft heart eyes he was giving you.

His lips met yours, just as sweet and soft as his eyes looked, traveling, discovering and savoring the moment as his best ability.

"Touch yourself" he breathed when you parted for air, you did as he said almost immediately, feeling a throbbing need to get pushed over the edge. On a brave impulse you raised your fingers to Carlos, pressing them against his lips as a sign for him to suck. Carlos almost looked shocked as two of your fingers pressed against his lips but in a millisecond his shocked expression turned into burning lust and he quickly wrapped his lips around your fingers. If having him between your legs seemed like a wet dream you didn't even know what this was. It felt like you would combust at the sight.

"Fuck Carlos" you almost whined, pressing the now wet fingers to your clit and almost coming the second the touch landed but you didn't want it to end, not yet, not ever. Your body felt like a tight string, just waiting to explode. Carlos was close to, his thrusts starting to waver in precision.

"Let go hermosa" Carlos breathed in your ear but you still didn't, Carlos swiftly moved your hand away, replacing your fingers with his. The pressure and speed of his fingers made you weak until you couldn't hold it back any longer and you came with a low groan, Carlos close behind.

-

"Do you think they will kill me?" you whispered when you had both cleaned up and laid tangled together in the bed

"Ay" Carlos chuckled, ruffling your hair in affection "If anyone they will kill me" he smiled, his smile were contagious, making you smile as well. "They love you to much, plus I think the FIA would have som complaints"

Carlos giggled, his face close to yours, your heart wanted to melt, wanted to scream aagh at yourself for the obvious feelings that were swelling in your heart. This had been a bad idea because this had made you infatuated, made you see him out of heart eyes and that was not possible.

He looked perfect, laying there on the soft pillow with his dark waves coloring the pillow, his stubble had started to grow over the summer, his lips tugged up in a small smile and breath fanning your face.

Fuck, you were screwed.

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@ursforever129 @leeehye @leclercdream

[honeipie]

Hi love! I love your works and writing style so-so much! May I please request Bakugou falling in love with a weak and sick fem!reader that is bound to hospital bed because of her disease (she can walk but she is too weak to do so). They could meet at the hospital while she still had strength to walk. Basically, he falls in love with her watching her wither away.My heart is craving angst and some soft Bakugou💔It's okay if you can't write it. Anyway, thank you!!! Sending you lots of love 🩷🩷

THE PROMISE

katsuki bakugo x fem!sickreader

synopsis: katsuki fell in love with you, but all good things must come to an end

author note: my first writing request i will treasure this forever!

cw: sick reader, the sickness is not specific, mentions of dying

“thank you for coming dynamite! the kids will be excited to see you here!” a woman in scrubs bowed in thanks, which katsuki only grunted at.

“don’t have to bow or anything, but you’re welcome” katsuki dipped his head a bit as a sign of respect. the woman held her clipboard with a smile.

“well aren’t you humble? come on now, the kids are right this way”

the nurse led him through a pair of doors that were decorated with stickers and kids names from top to bottom.

katsuki had decided that he would spend his volunteer days at the local hospital. it was either that or wearing a hairnet at the local soup kitchen. telling kids about some of his battles and even doing a damn craft if he had to.

now he had thought the doors were colorful, but the room was something else. children’s drawings were hung up all over the ceiling being held together by small clothespins and wire. there were shelves of toys and stuffed animals across just one wall, and a playmat for a safe area to have fun in.

though there were no kids on the playmat letting their imaginations run wild with dolls. neither were there at the easel’s painting a new picture to hang up.

they were all sitting at the table enthralled with something in front of them. katsuki was about to get their attention before he heard your voice.

“and then they came in contact with the evil king. he sat on top of his throne which towered above the hero and the princess”

“why’d he make his throne so high up?” one of the kids asked eyebrows scrunched together.

“because the king thought he was better than everyone. thought everyone was small compared to him, but that’s not the right mindset to have” the child nodded in understanding which allowed you to go on “then the king yelled out to the two-“ you looked up finally noticing the pro hero staring into your soul. your next words stopped in your throat at his presence.

blinking your eyes you gained your composure again sending the kids a smile “the king yelled out you’re gonna have to wait until next week to find out” all the the kids screamed ‘no!’ collectively, disappointed that their story time was being cut short. all you could do was laugh as they all gathered near your legs begging you to continue the story.

“i don’t think you’ll want to hear any more of the story when you see the special guest" all of the kids immediately turned around at your words now noticing the big pro hero that had been lingering behind them.

"dynamite!" they all screamed and went over to him as fast as they could. he was now being bombarded with questions and stories about himself.

"guys c'mon! let him breathe" you walked over giving him a smile "sorry, they're just really excited"

katsuki shook his head at your words "it's fine. better then damn villains attacking me-"

"he said a bad word! y/n he said a bad word!" the kids started feeding off of each other's energy until it turned into a full on shouting match.

"i heard it everyone don't worry, but dynamite is an adult so he's allowed to say the bad words" you gently tugged the kids away from dynamite so he could collect himself. some part in you hoped he had something planned, but he just seemed to stand there awkwardly. this was nothing like the hot-headed hero you saw on the television. he shifted his weight from one foot to the other looking at the kids, then up at you again. catching the memo you nodded.

"why don't we all introduce ourselves to dynamite, yeah? go find a seat and then we can start"

he watched as all of the kids followed your instructions without further push back. katsuki sent a subtle nod your way in which you returned "right this way dynamite"

you led him over to the chair you were sitting in "you can sit right here then we can go over names" katsuki sat down in the chair, but had to scoot up to the edge of it. between his hero suit and wide hips fitting in the chair simply wasn't going to happen.

for the next hour you directed as the kids introduced themselves and were able to ask the hero questions. katsuki answered most of the kids questions, well the one's that weren't 'do you have a girlfriend?' or 'why do you look mad all the time?'. your personal favorite being 'why do you sweat so much?'. as soon as it came out of the kid's mouth you burst out in laughter.

dynamite rolled his eyes not even looking at you "glad you found that funny"

"sorry! just- just wasn't expecting that"

by the time the last question was answered it was time for them to go back to their individual rooms "everybody say thank you to dynamite!"

"thank you dynamite!" they yelled out before filing out of the room one by one. there was a smile on your face as you turned to clean up but immediately jumped at the sight of the pro hero that was now particularly close to you.

"hi!" it came out in such a high pitch you had to clear your throat to make sure you were alright "thanks for spending time with the kids. they really enjoyed it i could tell"

"good"

his empty response only left you more confused. blinking away the confusion you put back on that polite smile of yours "well i'm just going to go clean" you stepped away from him walking over to the table. you had gotten the bright idea that each kid should make colorful nametags and give them to the pro hero.

"what was i doing wrong?" he asked quickly, but you still caught it.

"excuse me?"

"what was i doing wrong? cause some of the kids were looking at me like i was stupid when you walked in"

a smile crept onto your lips hearing his words. the katsuki bakugo asking for feedback.

"well i know you're a blunt man, so let me be blunt with you. when you walked in you kinda looked stupid. like you just got shocked by lightning and couldn't move. correct me if i'm wrong. that's probably because you don't have much experience with kids"

he scratched his chin a light stubble growing on his chin. he hasn't had much time to shave "i don't"

you could tell that there was more that he wanted to say, but couldn't bring himself to say it. taking one of the pencil boxes you slid it back into place "if you wanted to visit again. i could teach you some of the things i've learned along the years. i could take you on a walk around the hospital" his eyes stayed glues to the floor making you just a bit nervous "i didn't want to assume but the kids really had fun. plus i know they would love if you came back"

taking his fingers off of his chin he looked up. there was no way the paparazzi was catching him in a hairnet "okay, let’s go, show me around the hospital"

you raised your eyebrow at his swift demands and stepped aside to show him the mess on the table "i know you're some popular pro hero, but here? you're a volunteer. so what we're going to is clean this place up. then we'll see about that walk" you went over and gave him a pat on the shoulder "welcome to the team"

the next two months went by pretty quickly. he would come to hang out with the kids and you'd help him with how to interact with them and setting up activities. and after all the festivities were over you would take him on walks around the hospital.

this was the third month he had come, and you were showing him the gardens. the two of you had established your own kind of relationship with each other built on respect. he even let you call him bakugo now.

"sometimes i like to bring the kids out here and teach them all about the plants and how to garden. they don't like it because they're learning though. they like it because they're big dirtballs and love to play in the flowerbeds"

this made katsuki let out a stiff chuckle. he would take this to his grave, but he was genuinely enjoying the time that he volunteered here. his manager didn't have to threaten him with late night shifts just to blindly pick up volunteer hours anymore. there was some sort of fulfillment he got out of hearing the kids call "mr. dynamite" when they had a question. or when they laughed so hard their tiny stomach's hurt just because he called them "little brats". he watched as you went to sit down on a nearby bench going to make sure that the flowers next to them had been watered recently.

plus, he didn't mind spending alone time with you either.

he sat down next to you moving his focus over to your hands "you know a damn lot about this hospital. how long you been a volunteer?"

you stilled at his question, and he was one to notice details. you pulled your hands away from the flowers going to face him "i actually don't volunteer. i'm a patient" you didn't like people asking questions, so you prepared a speech every time someone asked "i don't know what illness i have. doctors have been running tests for years and they still can't seem to understand. at random times i'll just get things like flareups, or my body will become absolutely exhausted out of nowhere. there’s other symptoms too, but i don’t want to bore you with the details. they won't let me go because it's like every time i walk out of the walls of this hospital something bad happens and i need to go right back to bed rest"

katsuki did something that a lot of people who asked about your sickness didn't know how to do. he listened. he was attentive and never let his eyes leave your face as you explained.

"i've been in and out of here since i was a kid. that's why i know the hospital and the workers so well. that nurse that brought you in the first day? she was just my nurse years ago, but now she's head of the pediatric floor"

it was all coming together now. the way you showed him the most secluded hallways. how you knew what times they would be doing building wide activities. and he was finally making sense of your words that you had told him on his first day.

"you have to know the hospital to really understand the kids. i know it sounds stupid, but this is their home, and some people can't understand that. most of these kids spend more time in the hospital than they do in their own house. so know this hospital. have enough respect for them to at least try and understand what they're going through"

you had felt so deeply about this because you had gone through the same exact thing, and you weren't going to have someone mistreat these kids.

“cool”

your eyebrows raised at his response.

“cool? i just told you about my lifelong sickness and you’re gonna say cool?”

“well whaddya want me to say? you want me to treat you like a fucking dying plant?”

“no”

“then i’m going to say cool and we can move the hell on”

“wow! is the number two hero dynamite really being a sweetheart?”

with one hand he gave you a playful shove “fuck off” he mumbled taking that arm and letting it rest behind you on the bench “and call me katsuki”

as the months pass, katsuki grows more comfortable with the children, and with you. he decided that he should come more frequently. once every month turned into every two weeks. then those two weeks turning into one. the two of you never really defined the relationship. you didn’t need to. all that you needed to know was he cared for you, and you him.

it only took one week to change everything.

katsuki walked onto the children’s floor heading into the room. all of the kids were doing their centers, but you were nowhere to be found. he saw the nurse though, helping one of the children with a computer game. when he walked over he ruffled the hair on top of the kids head “sup brat. mrs. harada, ‘s y/n here?”

mrs. harada’s expression grew soft. she placed a hand on the child’s shoulder letting them know she’d be right back. gently she grabbed katsuki’s forearm and walked him to a corner of the room.

“y/n relapsed. it was a two days after you came to volunteer. she was fine, about to head out from cleaning then just collapsed”

katsuki felt his blood running cold. how the hell could this happen? he just saw you. you were just fine.

why didn’t you call him?

mrs. harada placed a gentle hand on his shoulder “i’m sorry. i know you two are close, and i'm sure you don’t know how to feel. i can tell you her room number so you can see her. i’ll step in for both of you today” she smiled writing it on a sticky note and handed it to him. he gave her a nod then went to storm out “bakugo” she called out to get his attention “i understand you might be feeling betrayed, and you’re allowed to feel that way, but y/n is feeling a lot at the moment. she finally thought she was getting better and- and here we are. so please go easy on her”

katsuki thanked her, then headed out the door.

he walked through the hospital on a mission. he didn't stop to greet anyone or take autographs. the only time that he stopped was when he saw your room number.

the door was cracked open, but he couldn't see you from the angle where he was.

it was strange.

katsuki has trained for more hours than he could count. he had been facing villain's since he was at least fourteen years old. he had been through a whole damn war for crying out loud. and yet, as he stood there he felt a weight he had never felt before.

you glanced up seeing katsuki walk through the door. your heart started beating faster as soon as you saw him. even if you tried to put up a facade about it, your heart monitor gave everything away.

“you found me”

“ ‘s not like you gave me any other choice”

you watched as he stood in the doorway. hand stuffed in the pockets of his sweats. you had recommended that he didn't wear his hero suit since it would probably get uncomfortable after a while.

"katsuki you can come in-"

"why didn't you tell me as soon as it happened?"

"it's complicated"

"then fucking explain it to me" he stared at you his face unmoving.

"fine" you sat up wincing slightly at the pain shooting up your spine. katsuki almost faltered seeing your face contort from the pain "I don't know why I didn't tell you okay? The thought crossed my mind about a thousand times, but I just couldn't do it" a shaky sigh left your body and you tried to fight back the tears "there's just a lot going on.. and- and-"

the door clicked softly behind him, but you hadn't noticed. katsuki had made his way next to your bed and was already climbing in beside you. the bed let out a groan because of the added weight. he wrapped one arm around you and wiped your tears with the other. his thumb had a rough texture from all the explosions they've let out throughout the years. but they were gentle for you, and only you.

"you don't gotta say anymore. i've got you"

you leaned onto his shoulder letting the dam of your emotions break onto him. tears ran down your face, but you let them flow this time.

so you cried, and you cried, and you cried and cried and cried.

and katsuki let you.

it had been a while before you could compose yourself again. the room was filled with comfortable silence and the occasional snuffle from you.

"do you feel better?" he asked turned his head to face you.

"yeah.. 'm sorry you had to deal with that"

"don't fuckin' apologize for crying"

you chuckled at his words going to grab a tissue to wipe any excess. he tilted his head some analyzing a spot on your face closely.

"you got somethin' right.. there" he swiped a piece of tissue that had gotten stuck on your face.

you faced him getting a better look from up close. blond hair stuffed under a black baseball cap. bags under his eyes from all of his night shifts.

katsuki couldn't handle you looking at him like that. eyes still puffy from crying. your tongue running over your lips.

fuck it.

katsuki's hand slid from your cheek to the back of your neck. he pulled you close as gently as he could. your foreheads touched before anything else.

"you don't want to kiss me. my face is disgusting" you whispered making him laugh, genuinely laugh.

"i've seen some disgusting shit and this isn't one of them"

you smiled before closing the distance between the two of you. there was a nice contrast to the kiss. between the roughness of his palm on your neck and his soft lips pressed against yours.

you could stay this way forever.

katsuki sneakily moved his tongue over your lips and pulled away. he made a face shaking his head "salty as shit"

"shut up!" you pushed him playfully making the both of you fall into laughter.

you and katsuki went on like this for months. constant visits, playful kisses, and when he was tired from patrol, he'd even let you read to him until he fell asleep.

but with the good, also came the bad.

your body had been getting weaker throughout the months. it came to the point where you couldn't get out of the bed unless you had help. katsuki had offered to take you on walks by putting you in the wheelchair, but you always refused. that is until you got the news.

"kats" you said causing him to lift his head from your shoulder "i wanna go on a walk"

he was confused at first. the sudden request to do something that you never wanted to was strange. though he didn't ask any questions as he went to get your things set up.

katsuki wrapped his arms around your torso lifting you up to be placed in the wheelchair. he had studied how the nurses did this thousands of times. you were embarrassed that he had to do this for you, but he'd do them a million times over it if meant walking with you.

there were no questions asked on where you wanted to go, you both knew.

katsuki pulled your wheelchair right next to the bench, but ended up putting you in his lap. you leaned against his shoulder looking at the cherry blossoms.

"when i die-"

"y/n don't start with that shit. you're not gonna die. you're gonna come back from this"

your one hand weakly played with the hair on the back of his head "we all die kats. it's okay if i talk about it"

"yeah, but you're talking about dying soon"

with a sad look in your eyes you watched his eyes follow the falling blossoms.

"can you at least promise me something then?"

"yeah"

"when i die, take care of the kids for me. you're so good with them and i don't trust just anybody handling it up there"

katsuki's eyes stayed glued to the trees in front of him.

"I can do that"

"and also-"

"idiot you said one promise!"

"hey! i'm dying i can make as many promises as i want" you smiled weakly at your own joke, but he didn't think it was too funny.

"promise to take care of yourself"

you saw his throat bob up and down at your words.

"you take care of so many other people and don't make time for yourself. learn how to rest kats. i can't have you dying either okay?" you placed a soft kiss on his cheek for good measure "you promise?"

katsuki rubbed one of his hands up and down your arm. a slow, shuddering breath leaving his mouth.

"i promise"

knowing that he would be okay you could finally rest, forever.

[mononijikayu]

chapter (4) — we go.

GENRE: alternate universe - actors/celeb au!

WARNING/S: not safe for work (nsfw), r-18 and above, actors/singers au!, romance, fluff, minor angst, slow burn, humour, slice of life, will they won't they, light-hearted, flirting, playful, possessiveness, teasing, explicit content, possible, kissing, sexual content, innuendos, drama, feels, hurt/comfort, falling in love, love, happy ending, actor/singer! sukuna, actress/celeb! reader;

WORD COUNT: 3.6k words.

NOTE: i know i have a rule about not posting too much now since i just posted loml. but i really need to have more self—control you guys!!! i gotta work on this~ i think if you guys like it, it makes up for my constant constant posting. in any case, this was from the vault, pre-written a while back. so you know.....its stale!!! but still i hope you guys like it. much love everyone 🫶

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YOU MOVED A LOT OF THINGS AROUND TO BE HERE. But you would rather be here than in a stuffy plane for the next day anyway. You sipped your beer, satisfied as your Sukuna shirt merch moved along with your little groove. The night of Sukuna’s concert finally arrived, and the atmosphere was electric.

The venue was packed with fans buzzing with excitement, each one eager to see him perform live. You had managed to snag a private box for the event, a little piece of luxury where you could enjoy the show away from the crowd while still being close enough to feel the energy radiating from the stage.

As the lights dimmed, the crowd erupted into cheers, and you couldn’t help but feel a thrill of anticipation. The sound of the guitar riff echoed through the arena, and Sukuna made his grand entrance, the spotlight illuminating him as he stood at the center of the stage, confidently gripping the mic. He looked every bit the rock star in his stylish outfit, and your heart raced at the sight of him.

From your box, you watched in awe as he effortlessly commanded the stage, his charisma pulling everyone in. As the music flowed, Sukuna began to scan the audience, and to your surprise, his gaze landed on your private box. His eyes lit up with recognition, and a huge grin spread across his face.

You couldn’t help but smile back, your cheeks flushing slightly as you waved. The moment felt electric, and as if the entire venue held its breath, fans below began to notice the interaction. Whispers spread like wildfire, followed by excited shouts and gasps.

“Did he just smile at someone in the box?!”

“OMG, it’s Y/N! He’s looking right at her!”

“ISN’T SHE SUPPOSED TO BE IN PARIS RIGHT NOW?!”  

“WHAT THE FUCK, SHE DELAYED HER FLIGHT???”

“GUYS HE’S MELTING HE’S BEING CHEESY OH MY GOD!”

The energy in the crowd shifted, amplifying as they realized what was happening. Screens around the venue captured the moment, broadcasting your shared smiles across the big screens, and fans lost it. The sound of excited screams filled the air, and it felt like the entire arena was reacting to the undeniable chemistry between you two.

“Look at that! They’re totally a thing!” one fan shouted, waving a sign that read “Y/N & Sukuna Forever!”

You laughed, slightly embarrassed but thrilled at the reception. Sukuna, clearly enjoying the moment, leaned into the performance, still occasionally glancing over at you, his smirk not wavering. It was like he was feeding off the crowd’s excitement as much as they were feeding off his energy.

“Can you believe this?” you said to your friend who joined you in the box. “They’re all going wild just because he’s looking this way!”

“I mean, can you blame them? It’s a whole rom–com moment happening live!” your friend teased, nudging you playfully.

You roll your eyes, hiding how flustered you were. “Yeah, yeah, we get it.”

As the concert continued, Sukuna would steal glances your way, each time eliciting louder cheers from the audience. The more he performed, the more he incorporated little winks and smiles directed at your box, and you couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest person in the world.

During a particularly upbeat song, Sukuna jumped down to the edge of the stage, getting even closer to the crowd. He pointed at you, and the fans erupted again, screaming as if he’d just proposed on stage.

“HE POINTED AT HER!” 

“OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD — HE’S DOWN BAD???”

“HE  SO LOVES HER, THIS IS NOT NORMAL BEHAVIOR!”

“WHAT IF THEY’RE GETTING MARRIED?!”

“FRIENDS MY ASS??? JUST KISS HER SUKUNA, DAMN!”

As the chorus hit, Sukuna broke out into a playful dance, bringing more attention to your box. You felt your face heat up as you waved again, this time with a mix of shyness and excitement. The audience was eating it up, chanting your name mixed with his, a rhythm that echoed throughout the venue.

By the end of the concert, the energy was still palpable, and the crowd was buzzing with excitement. As Sukuna finished his final song, he took a moment to look around, soaking in the atmosphere. His gaze found yours one last time, and he blew you a kiss before bowing dramatically to the roaring crowd.

The fans around you lost it, squealing and cheering as if the arena had just witnessed a historical moment.

After the show, you found yourself flooded with messages and notifications. Fans were posting clips, photos, and every angle of the moment that had unfolded during the concert. 

“Sukuna and Y/N are officially the cutest couple!” one tweet read. 

Another captioned a photo, “When the rock star notices you, and the world stops!”

You couldn’t help but grin, realizing that this night would only deepen the playful speculation around you both. As you left the venue, you felt a wave of joy wash over you, knowing that every little moment you shared with Sukuna was turning into something special for both of you and the fans.

Backstage, Sukuna approached you, a wide grin still plastered across his face. “Did you see their reaction?” he laughed, running a hand through his hair. “I think they might have liked it a little too much.”

“Just a little.” you replied, your heart racing. “You’re unbelievable! You really know how to work a crowd, darling! Well done you!”

He shrugged nonchalantly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “What can I say? It’s all about showmanship… and having the best company.”

Sukuna’s smirk deepened as he stepped closer, his towering frame casting a shadow over you. The energy backstage still crackled with the high of the performance, and your pulse raced just being near him. His eyes, sharp and gleaming with amusement, locked onto yours as he leaned in, his breath hot against your ear.

“Speaking of the best company,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, “I think you owe me a little celebration, don’t you?”

Your cheeks flushed, but you met his gaze with a playful glint of your own. “Is that so? What kind of celebration are we talking about?”

His grin widened, showing off his fangs. "Oh, something intimate, doll." he purred, his hand sliding around your waist, pulling you against his firm chest. His fingers traced light circles along your lower back, sending sparks through your body.

Your breath hitched, but you managed to keep your voice steady. "You want a reward for being irresistible on stage? Or just for being... you?"

He chuckled, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear, causing you to shiver. "Why not both? I think I deserve it, don't you?" His hand traveled to the back of your waist. 

You swallowed hard, your heart pounding at the intensity in his gaze. "Maybe... maybe you do. I…I do owe you dinner before I go to Paris.”

He grinned at you. “Sounds like a treat.”

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YOU WERE STILL EXHAUSTED, HAVING JUST LANDED IN L.A. But you supposed that’s just how life is for you. Sukuna was probably on a plane to Asia by now, to do the Asian leg of the tour. So his phone would be off. Still, you messaged him, telling him he should get a good rest and that he should eat. Another text, wishing him good luck for his upcoming concert in two days. And another to remind him to call you when he can.  

A few weeks after the concert, you found yourself on the set of a popular  late night talk show, to promote your latest stage play work. Everything in you was just buzzing with excitement with the right hint of nerves. You were there to promote your latest project—a film that had just wrapped production—and the buzz from Sukuna’s concert was still fresh in everyone’s minds. Fans and media alike were eager to know more about your budding connection with the rock star.

As the cameras rolled and the host welcomed you onto the stage, the audience erupted into cheers. You waved, feeling a rush of adrenaline. The conversation started off smoothly, discussing your film, the challenges you faced during production, and the amazing cast you had worked with.

Then came the question that made your heart race. “So, Y/N, we all saw you at Sukuna’s concert a couple of weeks ago! It’s your first time attending a Sukuna special, wasn’t it? How was that experience for you?”

You smiled, reminiscing about the electrifying atmosphere. “Oh, yes. It is the first time. It was absolutely incredible! Sukuna is such a talented performer, and the energy in the venue was unmatched. I had a blast!”

“But I heard that you had a schedule before this, you had something going on in Paris?”

“I did, yeah. So it was for an ambassadorship shoot for a brand I’ve worked for a while and I had to go already and the invite, it was really last minute because I wasn’t really sure I’d make it.” You giggled as you saw the picture of you beside your friend on the screen. “My original flight was around the time the concert was happening. So, I was just like, ‘fuck it, we’ll sleep on the plane’; I called Sukuna, he already for a long time reserved a box for me.”

“That is just next level sweet, because he didn’t even know you were going to say yes and he still reserved that private box for you.” The host grinned as the people swooned over the revelation. “That must have touched you a lot.”

“It did.” You admitted, smiling from ear to ear. “Sukuna was just happy to see me there and I couldn’t be more thankful to just be welcomed and be a part of his world for a little while you know? It was amazing.”

The host nodded, clearly intrigued. “And speaking of Sukuna, I couldn’t help but notice he posted a rather adorable picture of you two after the concert. What’s the story behind that?”

Your heart skipped a beat, and you felt your cheeks heat up. You hadn’t expected to be asked about the picture so directly. “Oh, um… well, we were just having a fun moment backstage after the show….a lot of adrenaline left off from the stage!” you stammered, trying to maintain your composure.

The host leaned in, a teasing glint in their eye. “Just a fun moment, huh? Because it looked a little more than just fun to me! Fans are shipping you two harder than ever! How does it feel to have that kind of attention?”

You chuckled nervously, glancing at the screen where the picture was displayed. It showed you and Sukuna laughing together, a casual yet intimate moment that captured the chemistry between you. “I mean, it’s nice to have fans that are supportive, and I think it's fascinating how people are really interested in it all. ” you said, trying to play it cool. “But we’re really important to each other. He’s my darling and I’m his doll. We’re great together.”

The audience erupted in playful laughter and cheers. “Great together indeed. Cause both of you look like you’re ready for a rom-com!” the host chimed in, smirking.

You took a deep breath, your heart racing. But you grin. “I mean, aren’t we already doing a rom–com in Jujutsu Kaisen? Your lover sacrifices everything to be with you and becomes the King of Curses for you? A keeper!”

“Right?” the host grinned, clearly loving the playful banter. “But fans can’t help but wonder if there’s something more you’d like to show for it, especially after that concert moment. You know, the whole ‘knight in shining armor’ vibe.”

“Okay, okay, I see how it is!” you said, laughing to cover your flustered state. “I can’t deny that he has a way of making things fun. My darling’s just like that. But well, perspective’s important!”

The segment continued, but you could feel the teasing energy lingering. After the show, social media exploded with clips of your interview, and fans were buzzing with excitement over every little interaction you had with Sukuna.

Later that evening as you head to dinner, you waited out the traffic by scrolling through your SNS feed, you noticed a new post from Sukuna. It was a picture of you both from the after tge concert. You were both back stage and he held your face close, still in the zone from adrenaline of the stage. Though this time he added a cheeky caption:

“Who knew my lucky charm could steal the spotlight? Just saying, Y/N, you’d make an amazing concert partner! Thanks for coming, doll! 🎶’

You felt your face flush as you read through the comments. 

“THEY’RE OFFICIALLY DATING! I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONES!”

“Sukuna is just down right down, and I’m here for it!”

“Someone get these two a rom–com deal ASAP!”

“SUKUNA CAN YOU FIGHT??? Y/N MY BELOVED <3”

“YO HE’S SMILING SO HARD IN THAT PHOTOOOOO, HES DOWN BAD!!!”

Your heart raced at the playful nature of his post and the overwhelming response from fans. As the notifications continued to flood in, you decided to send Sukuna a quick message.

You’re such a dork. Can’t believe you posted that!

He replied almost instantly, What can I say? I like posting about you, doll! Besides, you looked amazing that night. Can’t help it. I gotta make no names jealous of me.

Feeling a mix of giddiness and slyness, you typed back, Thanks, bubs. I’m pretty sure everyone’s jealous of me too. Because they like you a lot. And I’m with you. But then again, people are just guessing.

Let them think what they want, he replied with a wink emoji. To be fair, doll, that’s all part of the fun for me. And who knows? Maybe there’s something more. Always a lot of room for you, doll.

Your heart skipped a beat at the implication, and you couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for both of you. The playful teasing, the chemistry, and the supportive friendship were all creating something special, and you found yourself excited about what was yet to come.

As the days went on, you embraced the fun of the speculation, realizing that maybe, just maybe, there was something more blossoming between you and Sukuna that you both were yet to fully explore.

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YOU WERE EXCITED TO RETURN TO TOKYO. Not only because you missed seeing your extended family, but because you were going to finally reveal the months of hard work that bore the next season of Jujutsu Kaisen. You like to think that this season is the one you were most proud of. Not only because you finally got to play more than flashback scenes, but also the first meeting of Hiromi and Sukuna in a thousand years. You know that the fans would be just as excited as you. 

As you walked out of your car, stunning in your bright silver embroidered kimono, you were just waving towards all the fans you could see. Everyone’s excitement was palpable, you know that much.. The red carpet was packed with fans, media, and of course, the cast. 

You and Sukuna finally meet each other on the red carpet, looking stunning and greet each other with the warmest smiles and greetings. You both were surely ready to celebrate the launch of the new season. Fans lined the streets, holding signs and screaming for their favorite characters, and the energy was electric.

After the screening, the cast gathered for a Q&A session, with reporters firing off questions about the new season, character arcs, and behind-the-scenes fun. The mood was lively, and everyone was clearly enjoying themselves.

Then came the infamous game of “Fuck, Marry, Kill” and you knew it was only a matter of time before the question landed in your laps.

The red carpet host grinned as they turned to you first. “Alright, Y/N, let’s start with you! Who would you Fuck, Marry, and Kill from these cast? Sukuna, Nanami and Mahito.”

You paused for a moment, a playful glint in your eyes. “Hmm, let’s see… I’d have to marry Sukuna, Fuck… maybe Nanami, and kill—sorry but Mahito–kun! Sorry Nana–kun, Don’t have a choice!”

Laughter erupted from the audience, and you could hear the cheers from fans who were thrilled by your answer. But it didn’t stop there. The host turned to Ryomen Sukuna, a mischievous grin on their face. “Alright, Sukuna, your turn! Who do you choose? Y/N, Uraume and Naoya.”

Sukuna smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Easy. Marry Y/N, Fuck Uraume and uhhhhhh…..kill—Naoya Zenin! No apologies!”

The crowd went wild. The laughter and applause swelled as fans processed the fact that both of you had chosen to marry each other.

“Did you hear that?!” someone shouted from the audience. “They want to marry each other!”

“Wait, are they actually dating?! Are they really!?” another fan exclaimed, their voice rising in excitement.

You exchanged amused glances with Sukuna, both of you trying to keep straight faces amidst the chaos.

“We’re just interesting together!” you insisted, giggling as you waved your hands dramatically as if to emphasize your point, but the playful glint in your eyes said otherwise.

The host chuckled, clearly enjoying the moment. “Right, sure! Just friends who want to marry each other—totally believable!”

As the cheers and laughter continued, the excitement reached a fever pitch. Fans were snapping photos and tweeting in real-time, the clips of your answers flooding social media.

“OMG, did Sukuna and Y/N just confirm they’re in love?!” one tweet read.

“They're the ultimate power couple!” another one chimed in.

“I’m officially declaring them a couple!”

The energy was infectious, and as you and Sukuna tried to maintain your composure, you could see the delight in each other’s eyes.

As the panel wrapped up, you found yourself walking out with Sukuna, surrounded by the buzz of excitement. “Well, that was something, isn’t it?” you laughed, shaking your head. “I can’t believe we just did that!”

“Hey, they asked the right questions, doll.” he replied with a smirk. “And I meant every word!”

You felt your cheeks flush, both from the teasing atmosphere and the undeniable chemistry that hung between you. “You’re ridiculous, darling.” you said, nudging him playfully.

“Maybe, doll. But at least we’re entertained, don’t you think?” he shot back, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

You shook your head, smiling. “I suppose so.”

As the night continued, you both enjoyed the attention, the playful speculation, and the excitement surrounding the premiere. It felt like the perfect blend of friendship, chemistry, and the thrill of the unknown, and you couldn’t help but wonder just where this journey would take you both next.

Later that night, after all the excitement of the premiere had settled, you found yourself scrolling through Twitter, still buzzing from the energy of the event. Your timeline was flooded with clips from the Q&A, including the moment you and Sukuna had declared your “marriage” to each other. You couldn’t help but chuckle at the reactions pouring in.

Feeling a playful urge, you decided to quote-tweet the video. “Just a casual night at the premiere! 😂💍 #JujutsuKaisenSeason2Premiere”

Almost immediately, the notifications started flooding in, and the laughter continued as your friends from the cast began to chime in.

“@Y/NTheOne Can’t believe you both chose each other! Are we taking bets on the wedding date?” Yuji (@YUJIITAAA) teased, adding a winking emoji. “@ItsRyoSukuna, unc! You better watch out, grandma and grandpa would wanna know when the wedding is!"

“@Y/NTheOne Next time, maybe choose someone a little less deadly for your ‘marriage’ or something!” Nobara (@BARABARA²)quipped, her tone dripping with playful sarcasm. “But hey, at least you’ll have a killer wedding party!”

You couldn’t help but laugh at their banter, but that wasn’t the end of it. Maki Zenin joined the conversation, tweeting, “@Y/NTheOne Just remember: If you get married, I’m the one picking the outfits. No pressure!”

“@ZZZZZMaki If you’re in charge, I’m definitely eloping!” you replied, trying to keep a straight face.

Even the official Jujutsu Kaisen account (@JJKOFFICIAL_EN) jumped in, tweeting, “#JJKFamily is all about love! Who else is rooting for our favorite couple?” The hashtag started trending, and fans went wild, eagerly discussing the playful exchanges.

As the notifications kept pouring in, you could see Sukuna (@ItsRyoSuku) had also quote-tweeted the video, simply stating. “Only label needed is #MyDoll, you know?.” The simplicity of his tweet only fueled the fire further, and you could hear the collective gasps from fans as they interpreted it in a million ways.

With each new tweet, your excitement grew, but so did the teasing from your castmates. “@Y/NTheOne I swear if you don’t invite us to the wedding, I’m crashing it!” Gojo jokes, adding a laughing emoji. “Gotta involve your work hubby!”

You rolled your eyes, a smile plastered on your face. “@GojoRuRu7 I’ll let you be the best man if you promise to keep the sunglasses on at all times.”

Your phone buzzed again, this time with a DM from Sukuna. You’re really good at riling up flames. Love it, doll.

You smiled at his message, feeling a warm flutter in your chest. It works because you’re so good, bub. But I’m glad we’re riling it up more. It’s fun.

He replied almost instantly, Fun? You call this fun? I call it now — this is the start of our next big project. Reality show, anyone?

With a laugh, you typed back, As long as I get to pick the outfits!

Just then, your friend and castmate Shoko (@SHOSHOKO)chimed in, adding more fuel to the fire. “@Y/NTheOne And you know we’ll all be tuning in for that show! Would watch the chaos unfold any day!”

The laughter and teasing continued throughout the night, with fans and castmates alike enjoying the playful banter surrounding your so-called “marriage.” It was clear that you and Sukuna had unwittingly become a part of a larger narrative, one that thrilled both your fans and castmates.

As you continued to interact with everyone online, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and joy. The playful teasing only added to the fun atmosphere, and you looked forward to what the future might hold—both for your career and your friendship with Sukuna.

The night concluded with a group chat among the cast, where the jokes and memes continued to fly. “@Y/NTheOne Ready for the wedding planning? I’m bringing the snacks!” Yuji sent, eliciting more laughter from everyone. "My mom and my grandma are ready to help out!"

“@Y/NTheOne Don’t forget to send me the dress code! I want to look fabulous!” Nobara added.

You sat back, grinning as you took it all in. This whirlwind of fun, laughter, and playful speculation was something you never wanted to end, especially with Sukuna by your side. The unexpected bond you were forming felt like the start of something beautiful, whether it was for the fans or just the two of you.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 409: Bro I’m Straight Up Having a Good Time

Previously on BnHA: AFO murdered his brother like the mischievous knave he is. Bruce was all, “hey Kudou don’t look now but I think Yoichi might have given you his secret quirk that we didn’t know he had.” Kudou was all, “damn that’s wild, it almost feels like this is a pivotal moment that will change all our destinies forever, you’d think Horikoshi would have spent just a little more time elaborating on this but I GUESS NOT.” Back in the present day, AFO was all, “I’m just going to use all my quirks at once because fuck this kid,” and Katsuki was all, “lol oh shit.”

Today on BnHA: Kacchan is all, “okay, I know I should be hopelessly outclassed, but hear me out: what if I just win anyway. What if I just go ahead and blow his shit up, because this is the final battle, and this is what all of my character development has been building up to since day one. What if I just beat him, because I’m the guy who wins. Simple as that. What if I just kick his ass with my one quirk, and prove all the haters wrong.” Horikoshi is all, “okay, sure.” AFO is all, “wait, wha -- ”

oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my g

huh. well I wasn’t expecting to start tearing up less than two panels into this chapter but HERE WE ARE

I love that he’s screaming and crying with his balled up little fist right from the get go lol. he was born a pissed off baby

he’s so squishy

and so tiny!!!!?!?! !?!??!?!

and he was RAISED WITH LOVE. fucking thank you, lol. gonna print that out and frame it on my wall. turn it into a flashing neon sign to give me comfort any time I stumble across stray Mitsuki discourse lol

anyway. oh my goodness. if this is a sign of things to come, there’s a very strong possibility this chapter may destroy me. how exciting!!

yep. yep yep yep. this is for sure going to be the chapter that finally does me in. it’s been a great ride folks

you better not be thinking any thoughts about dying, young man. this had better be meant in the sense of “because I’ll be by your side supporting you instead”, as opposed to “because I will be a little pile of dust in about three seconds’ time oh shit”

(ETA: after finishing the rest of the chapter, I’m pretty sure it’s the former! the first flashback is a reference to his chapter 120 speech -- “even higher than you, Chosen One.” the second is a throwback to chapter 247, when he told Endeavor he only had his one quirk, but it was strong enough to do anything he wanted to do. and the third flashback is one he also had at Jakku when he sacrificed himself to push Izuku out of the way.

so to me, this reads like (1) a reminder of his determination to surpass Izuku and become the strongest hero; (2) foreshadowing for him defeating AFO with Explosion, the Little Quirk That Could; and (3) a reminder of his “origin.” that last one being important because nowadays it’s just as strong of a motivator as his original goal. back at the beginning of the series, all he cared about was being the strongest. now, though, he’s not just fighting for himself; he’s also fighting to atone, and he’s learned to put himself aside if necessary.

as for the dialogue, this reads like a continuation of his mental conversation with Izuku that he began in chapter 362 (“gotta win... right, Izuku?” “so, Izuku... can I still catch up to you?”), and then continued in chapter 406 (“for some reason, I feel like I could overtake you now”). so in that context, “I’ll no longer get in your way” basically means that he’s done chasing Izuku, and that he’s caught up now and can hold his own. his determination to get stronger hasn’t wavered. his confidence in his own quirk and his own skills hasn’t wavered. and his resolve to atone for everything he did to Izuku is as strong as ever. put those all together, and we have the recipe for quite a spectacular redemption fight. his follow-up to chapter 362.

because earlier when he fought Tomura/AFO, he was basically just trying to buy time. no one ever planned or expected him to have to face the Big Bad one-on-one; that was supposed to be Izuku’s job. he was only meant to be there as support. and in the end he wasn’t strong enough, and he nearly died. and rather than being able to support Izuku, he ended up being used against him.

but this time is different. he’s no longer the decoy, the distraction. he’s no longer the pebble. he won’t get in Izuku’s way, because this time he’s going to be strong enough to win the fight. he’s going to hold his own, and get the job done.

so yeah. “I won’t get in your way” = “you can depend on me”, basically. because he’s become that guy at last. the guy who shows up in the clutch and wins the day. the hero he always wanted to be. good stuff.)

OH MY GOD

once again, just really solid hero advice from All Might here. there’s a reason he’s the GOAT

lol but in all seriousness it does tug at my heart to see him shouting so desperately at this kid. especially knowing that he’s presumably feeling the same pride and awe that I am, but with a lot more heart-stopping terror mixed in because unlike me, All Might doesn’t know that Kacchan is actually going to live forever. he narrated chapter 285, All Might, have a little faith

AFO is the extra-est mfer to ever live. but also it really tickles me to think that Kacchan pissed him off THIS much. it’s kind of an honor in a way

of course his plan is to simply just blow AFO up. of fucking COURSE it is. maybe there will be brain cells later on in this chapter, but for now who even needs them lol

OH MY GOD?!?

DID THIS MOTHERFUCKER JUST BLOW THE FUCK UP FROM THE INSIDE?? am I seeing this right?? DID KACCHAN JUST SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUST ALL FOR ONE WITH HIS MIND

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

(ETA: shoutout to AFO for being so analytical when I personally would have just been screaming, “OH MY GOD MY FUCKING EYEBALLS AHHHHHHHHHH.”)

THAT’S WHAT I’M SAYING THOUGH!! HIS POWER WASN’T DONE AWAKENING YET, APPARENTLY??

oh no wait it’s even better. this isn’t Awakening at all, this is just Katsuki playing 5D chess

so he actually did have brain cells the whole time then! Katsuki I sincerely apologize. you somehow had the presence of mind to make a goddamn minefield even in the midst of all of this hullaballoo

AND HE’S HUMBLE TOO LMAO

it’s true!! I’m people!! please ignore the multitude of times I’ve previously called him a dumbass, including earlier in this very chapter lol

hahahahaha yesssssssss

this chapter is incredibly validating for a number of reasons. I’m going to attempt to remain calm about it. but I’m enjoying this a lot ngl

oh AFO

:D :D :D

(ETA: you know what, I actually do have more to say about this. because I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve debated with people about this very thing, lol. for a while there post-Jakku it was just constant pessimism about Kacchan’s future in the manga. all this stuff about how Katsuki doesn’t have a main villain. Katsuki isn’t important enough. Katsuki is being phased out. Katsuki isn’t strong enough. Katsuki’s done developing. Katsuki’s just a joke character now. Katsuki’s just the damsel in distress. Katsuki’s always going to be second fiddle to Izuku. etc. etc. etc.

and then this chapter -- this whole entire fight, really -- comes along, and it’s just nonstop rebuttals, lol. and it’s not just that he’s proving all the negativity wrong. it’s that he doesn’t even care about any of that. AFO is out here trying to goad him with that same “YOU’RE JUST A SIDE CHARACTER” bait, and in response Katsuki just hits him with a Howitzer and tells him to shut the fuck up. AFO thinks he can get to him by being petty, because AFO still sees him as the bratty kid from the Sports Festival. but the present day Katsuki has long since moved past all of that, and no longer gives a fuck whether or not he shares the spotlight. unlike AFO, who never lost his childish egotism, Katsuki has learned to see outside himself, and the resulting growth has made him a bigger badass than AFO could ever hope to be.)

(۶•̀ᴗ•́)۶

ouch

HAHAHAHAHA

bro I’m straight up having a good time. this recap is gonna suck this week because there’s absolutely no commentary I can think of to add other than “I’M REALLY ENJOYING THIS, THIS IS GREAT”

I want to take this entire chapter and get it tattooed on my face

sorry AFO. this must really suck for you

lmao. is that all Kacchan. tell him how you really feel

OH MY GOD NO WAY LOL

so, fun fact, I literally just read chapter 385 last night lmao. most fortunate timing I’ve ever had, holy shit

okay so lemme just add some more thoughts on this one really quick

Hawks deserves all the nice things in the world and I’m so sad I can’t give them to him, but at least he gets this. sweet sassy revenge

I am once again calling everyone’s attention to the fact that AFO continues to be his own undoing. congrats on screwing yourself over bucko

Kacchan’s sleeve ripping up Deku-style is once again making my Plus OFA Theory senses all tingly. it probably is just a coincidence and has nothing to do with OFA, but I can’t unassociate it now, so I’m just gonna sit here and read as much into it as possible

if I had a nickel for every time AFO’s eyes blew up in this chapter, I would have two nickels, and that is way too many fucking nickels jesus christ

ever since he came back from the dead, Kacchan’s been doing this thing where he is just really pretty at all times, even when he is being a gremlin. and honestly it’s taken some getting used to, although I’m not complaining

but like in this panel especially, it just really stands out to me how even his “GRYAHHH I’M GONNA KILL YA!!!” face somehow has this really cool, intense, piercing glare now and he no longer looks like a baby troll when he does this kind of thing lol

OH FUCK YEAH

୧༼✿ ͡◕ д ◕͡ ༽୨

“THERE’S NO WAY I COULD’VE WON THIS ALONE.” OMG. THAT KACCHAN CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT JUST HITS DIFFERENT EVERY DAMN TIME, I SWEAR

he and Hawks basically pulled a “you hold him and I’ll punch” lol. thanks for the assist Hawks

Mitsuki and Masaru being all, “my little baby boy!!” and “HOLY SHIT”, respectively, sent me all the way to the moon lmao

HELLO THERE YOICHI? fancy running into you here. just chilling out over in this montage of people close to Bakugou who are watching him kick ass. did you take a wrong turn, mayhap. you’re not inside of AFO, we know that much. and Deku, much as I’m sure he’d love to have a front row seat to all this, seems to have his hands full dealing with Tomura right now, sadly

so all of that does seem to raise an interesting question, no? where did you come from just now, and why? and when Kacchan says he’s not alone, is there perhaps more truth to that statement than even he knows? or am I once again just reading way too much into this lmao

anyway so yeah! that sure was fun. and with the end of the year approaching and back-to-back two-week chapter breaks coming up, I have a chance to do the funniest thing of all time, and still not manage to catch up, lol. nah but I’m gonna try my best though. pretty sure I should be able to manage

[noroi1000]

can u do a piece where suguru and reader broke up and suguru chase reader everywhere and then (u can do whatever u want with this!)

Crazy plan (slight yandere Geto x reader)

"This isn't okay!" You screamed as you watched as your dark, long hair billowed in the wind as it stood in front of him.

"It's not okay that you want to break up with me for no reason!" He told you with an angry face.

"You said you don't know if it makes sense for us to be together, Suguru. I answer you. It made sense so far. Now... Why do you hate non-sorcerers now?" you asked, calming your emotions for a moment. To at least try to talk to him.

You loved him. And you couldn't stop. You will still love him. But until he realizes that his thinking doesn't make sense, you two need to break up. For your safety. Physical and mental.

You don't know what he can do when he's like this.

If he hates people who aren't sorcerers, how can you help him?

He needs to understand his mistake.

No matter what he does, it won't change. No point in trying, because people never change.

You must continue to argue with him, even if your heart aches when you have to say those few words again:

"Suguru, we have to break off...." you said.

And when he stepped forward and tried to grab you with his hand, you pulled back. Even if you wanted so badly to feel his comforting touch right now.

Your heart was already apologizing to him.

Your hands wanted to grab him to hug him.

You wanted to tie up that messy hair that was cascading down his back and fix it. To make him look neat and well-groomed again.

However, first you had to take care of yours and his psyche.

Maybe he loves you enough to stop thinking about murder. About hating people.

It's as hard for you as it is for Him.

you love him. So. You want to be next to Him forever. But you can't help the fact that what he's thinking right now is crazy.

This is sick...

Your real Suguru would never do such a thing.

Your Suguru has always cared so much for you. He took care of everything around him.

And now...

He wanted to protect you. Saying you two shouldn't be together right now. He wanted to protect you from the fact that he might hurt you.

However, he couldn't live with the thought that you wouldn't be next to him.

You can't be with someone else.

You can't be alone. You think to be only with him.

You've been his girlfriend for almost a year. And you will still be. You will be his girlfriend until the end of the world.

You can be his wife if you agree.

To the end of the world.

And if you don't, he still loved you more. He will always be with you anyway. And only with you.

"Suguru, I'm sorry." You said and turned around. Walking a few meters away.

His heart started beating faster and faster.

His world stopped.

All he saw was your back as you walked forward.

He felt cold.

He always expected to lose, but he could never lose you.

You decided you had to break up. He knew it was hard for you.

He never wanted it. Because knowing that you two are going to break up is even more painful for him than the worst wound he could possibly have. More painful than death.

He saw you walking slowly forward.

He always tried to stay calm. However, now...

His eyes went wild.

Just knowing that he might lose you is too much for him. Far too much.

His eyes started to sting. Like he's about to cry.

What's he got to live for if it's not you?

His desires are not more important than yours. You are more important to him.

Whatever he can do only when you are next to him.

He won't give up what he wants.

And he wants you.

Therefore, you will be with him.

No matter what. You are everything to him. You are his loss and love.

All at once. There was always something special between you two.

He knew you didn't want to leave him. He knew it well. And he would never forget it.

He would never be able to think that you are his enemy. Because you are his love.

He moved his hand towards you.

Like he wants to catch you. stop you.

You turned around for a moment to look at him out of the corner of your eye.

Seeing his desperation and sadness, single tears started to flow from your eyes. You tried to grab his hand but it was too late.

You slowly cut the bond between you with the scissors.

And he and you felt the pain as it was cut further and further.

Until finally his pain turned into something like desire.

He wanted a better world. And a better world can only be if you are with it.

His eyes became sharp, dark.

Although there was still sadness on his face, there was also regret for what he was about to do.

"(y/n), please stop..." he called to you. Calm and sad. Almost silent.

However, you heard his words right. As if he was right behind you. Even if you were meters apart. Like he's talking right into your ear.

"Stop." He said more firmly.

Na The sound of his voice made you cry even more. You wanted to apologize to him, tell him you loved him. However, you couldn't. You had to wait for him to calm down. Until he doesn't want to change the world on his own.

It was the craziest plan you could have had.

Because you left the man you loved so much.

You had a crazy plan to leave him because he had a crazy plan. It couldn't have happened. It couldn't work.

A painful, crazy plan.

Suddenly you heard a chuckle and a black wall appeared in front of you.

"Baby... I know you love me... And you can't just leave it like that. I didn't agree to this..." he said calmly. "Turn to me. Show me your face."

You felt something wrap around your leg, then the other leg. Then hands.

You were immediately turned to him.

At that moment he was standing in front of you.

His face came very close to yours. His lips brushed yours softly.

Strands of his black bangs brushed against your cheeks.

He's bound you with a curse, and he won't let you go.

That's not his style. He would never do that to you.

Unless something happened that he never wanted.

"You can't leave me. You must always be with me. I love you, and I know you love me."

His fingers cupped both sides of your cheeks.

He squeezed your skin gently, smiling at your lovely face.

"We will continue to live together. And I will change the world for you. You are everything to me."

[agustdiv1ne]

honestly? it could've been worse.

lots of things happened in 2023, both good and bad, in real life and on this hellsite. i feel like i've started to hone in on my voice as a writer this year, and my creativity and motivation just seemed to skyrocket for absolutely no reason. it's been fun sharing my work with you guys, and i'm forever grateful for all the love and support i have received <3 furthermore, thank you so so much for 4k followers!!!!! i never thought i would reach such a milestone, so it truly means a lot :')

there's a lot i wish i could have done during 2023 that i didn't end up doing, but i think it is best to focus on what i did accomplish and use that as a stepping stone towards better things. also, there were a lot of times where i didn't feel content with where and who i was. right now, however, i can confidently say that i am happy; i am hoping that happiness will be abundant for everyone in 2024! we all deserve it!!

furthermore, everyone worked hard, so i hope you all give yourself some grace in order to recharge and reset. taking breaks is paramount in maintaining your health and happiness, and i'm glad i learned that it's okay for me to take them lol.

so happy new year everyone! i hope 2024 brings many wonderful things your way, and may we all have a lovely year!! <33

to: @gummygowon 🖤

MAIIII hi ilysm <333 i can't believe we've been friends for 3 years like that's fucking crazy. we have both been THROUGH it over the years but i'm so glad that we've always been able to talk to each other about the crazy shit that happens to both of us 😹 like idk who else i could talk about it with honestly. we are seriously like the same person which is so wild to me but i'm also so grateful for it fr!! i would trust you with my life methinks...also talking about fic ideas with you is so fucking fun. our brainstorming sessions go crazy fr ‼️ ANYWAYS i need to stop being sappy so i love you bitch and we WILL meet up this year or else i will riot!!! happy new year <3

to: @lunalovesstories 🖤

lunaaaa hii!!!! my fellow yeonjun stan, we feel the same pain and suffering whenever he is wilding LOL </3 also i feel like we became close super fast hehe ^^ i'm so glad that we became friends this year and i am forever grateful for you and how kind and supportive and overall amazing you are. becoming moots and friends with you was definitely one of my highlights of 2023!! our daily conversations are something i always look forward to no matter how short or long they are; i truly love talking with you and i hope we can continue to get closer this year :) happy new year! <33

to: @cheolhub 🖤

SAR!!!! ik you haven't been super active as of late so i hope you've been well <3 you are genuinely so cool and i love you sm. i think i screamed when we became moots and then when we started actually talking to each other i screamed even more...embarrassing. well anyways moving on! you are so fucking funny and i love hearing about what you're up to whenever you reappear on disc. you singlehandedly made me reconsider my bias line in svt bc cheol is currently infiltrating it </3 also lmk if you ever need me to fight that girl bc i will do it. no questions asked. seriously though, i hope you're thriving in the year of 2024, happy new year <3

to: @toruro 🖤

mika mika mika hiiiii ^^ you are crazy in the best way tbh, i aspire to be as unhinged as you are...LMAO moving on, you are hella kind and such a fun person to talk to! i love hearing about what you get up to bc it's usually funny af. like. you are just so real. you are such a bright spot on tumblr, please never change because you are amazing and ilysm <3 also your writing is insane. i always start gnawing on my leg when i see that you posted bc i know it's gonna be a banger!!!! you never miss!!!!!!! okay anyways ily again and i hope you have a happy new year <3

to: @prodsh00ky 🖤

hi sam!!!!!!! i hope you've been doing well <3 i know our convos are sporadic af but i always enjoy talking to you and hearing all of your updates! i just think you're so cool and i always get so excited whenever i see you pop up in my messages. i also love talking about writing with you because you understand my pain LOL. i know you're quite busy so i hope everything in your life is going well!! i also hope that 2024 brings you great things because you truly deserve it :) happy new year!!!

to: @koqabear 🖤

sol....my enemy >:( i will not forget all of those assassination attempts that you tried on me throughout 2023. trust me, i won't. JK ANYWAYS HFJHHFDJ you are like the coolest most awesome person on this website to me and i am so grateful that we are friends <3 also grateful that we started talking this year after being moots for a long while. i've always wanted to talk to you tbh so i'm glad i stopped being a weak little bitch and finally did it 😹 i will always go insane over your fics and write like a 2k word essay in response each time, so i hope that doesn't bother you...i will not be stopping though so ig it doesn't matter.......anyways, happy new year!! here's to another year on this hellsite <3

to: @boba-beom 🖤

smiles!!! you are such a ray of light on my dash, i swear i always smile when i see that you've posted. i know we don't talk all that often but i genuinely am so grateful that we are mooties n friends :> you are one of my longest moots, and i am so glad that you have stayed on here as long as you have because idk what i would do without you fr <3 you are so talented and kind and just a wonderful person to be around! happy new year!! may you be happy n healthy this year <33

and to all of my lovely mutuals: @nightlyawnzz @wolfytae-exe @aduh0308 @hyuk4ngel @dearlyjun @takemehye @mazeinthemoon @tyunkus @mixtape-racha @huckleberrykai @naomiarai @hyukalyptus @mapofthemazeinthemirror @taegimood @blackhairedjjun @txtistheloml @heart2beom @majestyjun @fairyofshampgyu @ttyunz @huenation @cherrypeeking @tyungelic @ncteez @peachanonie @hyewka @heartchoi @beom-pyu @petrichor-han @hoshiseon @strawbrinkofdeath @delcakoo @beoms-sugar @minastras @0x11s @hwasdollie @mimziie @baekhvuns @wooyukh @venusiangguk @ah-ga-seven @jimilter @ateezmakemeweep

hello and happy new year!! i hope all of you doing well and that 2024 is treating you well so far :) no matter how much/little we interact, please know that i am so happy to be sharing this space with you ^^ that being said, i hope we can interact more this year!!! (i promise i will try to be less shy,, the keyword here is try) you are all amazing people and i love you all mwahhh <333

🖤 — january

27: give me more (m) — yeonjun ; est. relationship au, pwp

🩶 — february

regrettably empty :(

🤍 — march

23: 10:52 p.m. — soobin ; college au, introverts at a party

🖤 — april

04: frat boy!yeonjun

07: confession — chan ; best friends to lovers au + self-care (m) — seonghwa ; est. relationship au, soft smut

08: corruption (m) — hyunjin ; est. relationship au, corruption kink

11: stormy night (m) — seonghwa ; est. relationship au, hwa vs. your fear of storms (he wins)

13: industry lovers — yeonjun ; strangers to lovers au, idol!reader

16: guitar lesson — beomgyu ; best friends to lovers au

21: 2:54 p.m. — taehyun ; college lab partner au

🩶 — may

09: picnic date with boyfriend!yeonjun

16: brother's best friend (m) — yunho ; the au is the title lmfao + 10:21 p.m. (m) — soobin ; est. relationship au, car sex + early mornings with boyfriend!yeonjun

19: vacationing with boyfriend!yeonjun

27: 8:02 p.m — hueningkai ; jack frost au

28: cowboy!yeonjun (m-ish)

🤍 — june

01: double trouble (m) — hongjoong + seonghwa ; poly au

03: 9:05 p.m. (m) — yeonjun ; plane sex pt.1

06: 9:23 p.m. (m) — yeonjun ; plane sex pt.2

13: the horrors — yeonjun ; est. relationship au, horror actress!reader

23: txt finding out you have an onlyfans (m)

24: late night outing with boyfriend!soobin

26: dry humping (m) — minho ; pwp

🖤 — july

04: meeting odi for the first time with boyfriend!soobin

08: 12:43 a.m. (m) — yeonjun ; best friends to lovers au + best friend!txt finding out you write smut about them online

started my 3k event: love like the movies!! (which is still ongoing. i'm so sorry)

13: 3k event — yeonjun + howl's moving castle (m)

17: 3k event — beomgyu + titanic (m)

24: 3k event — taehyun + twilight (m)

31: 3k event — hueningkai + enchanted

🩶 — august

05: 11:01 p.m. (m) — yeonjun ; rockstar au + 3k event — soobin + the avengers

11: 11:58 p.m. (m) — yeonjun + taehyun ; stoner fratboys au

26: 3k event — taehyun + the proposal (m)

🤍 — september

02: 3k event — beomgyu + the devil wears prada (m)

12: ticket to nowhere (but your heart) (m) — yeonjun ; strangers to lovers au

21: untitled (m) — beomgyu ; college au, tutor!reader

22: untitled (m) — taehyun ; college au, nerd!taehyun

🖤 — october

03: telepathy (m) — beomgyu ; mind reader au

23: 3:13 a.m. (m) — beomgyu ; vampire au

🩶 — november

07: 9:51 p.m. (m) — soobin ; serial killer au

🤍 — december

started my 4k event: finish my 3k event LMAO

🖤 — writing plans

get my 3k (and now 4k?) event done (#1 priority after i finish my current soobin wip)

rings of saturn (tear me apart) (m) — taehyun ; college au, friends to lovers au

going under (m) — taehyun + kai ; surfers!tyunning, summer fling au

and they were roommates! (m) — choi line ; college au, new roommate!reader

cross (m) — yeonjun ; cyberpunk au, cyborg!yeonjun

wait on me — kai ; college au, cafe au

the language of love (and the woes that accompany it) — beomgyu ; soulmate au

love, unabridged — soobin ; single dad au, neighbors to lovers au

adagio (m) — yoongi ; second chance at romance au

art incarnate (m) — namjoon + seokjin ; cursed!seokjin, museum curator!namjoon, love triangle

and many many more..........you will see. this is just a taste >:)

🩶 — goals for this blog + myself

interact with more ppl! and more often!!

write 150k words?? we'll see...

write longer fics!!

plan a collab event ^^ i've always wanted to host one, and i think this year is the year!

that was long as hell (sorry)...anyways! once again, happy new year!! love you all <3

- ashlee

p.s. check out my 2023 fic recs post here :)

[eaterofsoupwrites]

i’m working on a new fic! but i really don’t have any timeline for when it might be published in its completion. i’m writing it little by little, so here’s a scene i do have done:

Warning! for a sort of glossed over mention of physical abuse.

As the latest in line of many late Golden Guards, Hunter was perhaps not the distinguished figure citizens of the Boiling Isles might think he was. Of course he knew he carried a historied and dignified position, but no amount of study or training could change the fact that he was also a young boy who had a very hard time listening to his uncle, a frequent theme in his life that had never once served him well. 

Hunter knew the facts: His uncle, as Emperor and Mouthpiece of the Titan, was right in all he said. And Hunter, a pitiable half-a-witchlet, should be grateful for every enlightened word he was graciously allowed to hear. And yet, every time his uncle spoke it was as if he was reaching inside Hunter and pinching his frail heart between his great fingers, forcing the blood to gush around inside at his whim, his very terrible and ever-changing whim. Every reprimand shot hot embarrassment straight through his bones, and every demand froze them over again. Hunter loved his uncle, but every time he spoke he felt like he was going to die. He always wanted to cover his ears and scream or cry just to drown it out, but he was sure his uncle’s voice would reverberate like a drum still and penetrate his hidden head. Wouldn’t that be worse, for the words to sound like they were coming from his own mind? Hunter couldn’t have come up with them himself. He wasn’t as eloquent or knowledgeable as his uncle and, of course, he was nowhere near as correct. And so he stood still and listened, and died. 

Hunter often endured such things for his uncle. It was a duty he’d taken upon himself simply because he inferred it should be so—nowhere did it say that a Golden Guard should commiserate with and pity his Emperor, only that he obey. But Hunter swore to do it anyway because he was quite sure his uncle loved him dearly in return. In all the Boiling Isles, who else was afforded such and so many a private audience with their Emperor, and who else called him Uncle? So what if others knew of his curse, they were few; so what if others had seen his face—they were even fewer. Hunter alone could trace the shape of his eyes and jaw and know that he shared them with his Emperor. Hunter alone was present in the Emperor’s own image. Hunter alone was dear enough to have received his mercy.

And indeed Hunter was a creature in need of mercy.

If his uncle told him to jump Hunter would jump first then ask how high, off where, how should I do it to most please you? He wouldn’t be embarrassed to tell you this. It’s only how proper obedience, no, reverence, should look. He would tell anyone who would listen that he revered his Emperor, and he would be sure to mistakenly mention that he was Hunter’s uncle as well. 

But there were some things even adoring, devout Hunter simply could not obey, no matter how much he wanted to or tried. His uncle would tell him to keep away from wild magic, would warn that it devastated their family, and somehow Hunter would find his lap full of it. It wasn’t his choice, no, it was his nature. He would tell himself this in the mirror after every atonement, looking into his red eyes—I couldn’t help it. I think someone made me this way. And he would continue to stare for so long a time his skin would cease to look like anything more than that of a corpse’s, and his hair would look like straw ready to fall off his head, and his eyes would not be eyes but little white marbles carved into and filled with pools of blood.

But then he would smile, knowing it would happen again, but not forever. He knows I love him. After he teaches me the lesson I am so sorely missing, then I will understand to never do it again, he will have fixed my nature. Because—and his eyes might wander here—he loves me too. In the mirror, bruises would not be bruises and cuts would not be cuts, they would be talismen and tokens of care.

And Hunter would do all this alone, in part because he could never seem to naturally endear the regard of anyone but the Emperor, but equally because he tried not to. The Golden Guard was a symbol of the Empire, and as such he was often a braggart of his being handmaiden to enlightenment, of his succession to martyrs and heroes. What a stain it would be if anyone knew of Hunter!

[definedbydaylight]

“It’ll Be The Last Time” - Matty Healy x F!Reader

Part 3

Masterlist: .°˖✧ Word Count: 2341 Warnings: angst, angst, and more angst, this whole series will have so much angst, also alcohol, smoking, drug use/mentions and a little smut as a treat xx also if you think any of my fics will include an accurate timeline of real life events then you're on crack

Series Summary: “You’ve known Matty since you were 14 and the boy has never failed to get on your last nerve, but over the years you two end up having unexplainable moments where you can’t help but feel you two are connected in a way you’ll never feel with anyone else, until one night he tells you something that may change how you view the boy forever…”

January 13th 2011

It's almost midnight and you're about to give a small speech in honor of the album, you're off to the side of the DJ Booth with Kelsey and the boys, well all except for Matty who still hasn't said a word to you in the hour that he's been here, you're both thankful and a little disappointed. Ross rubs your shoulders as Kels gives you the traditional best friend motivation spiel, you can't help but smile as you take in all the love and support from your favorite people, just as she finishes the DJ fades the music out and introduces you to the crowd, it's your turn to take the stage, as you walk on and take the mic your group cheers loudly.

"Haha yes thank you. Um, hello! I'm y/n l/n and I'm sorry to the club goers who are about to be subjected to my sad music, I promise some of them have at least an upbeat tune, and it's good music, well I think so anyway, some may say otherwise-"

"IT'S FUCKIN BRILLIANT!" George yells from the side.

"Oh lord, that's my dear friend George so he's a little biased, but thank you love. Anyway this album means a lot to me really, it's a collection of very personal songs, some that I've been working on probably years now. A lot of teenage angst went into this album which I think you'll be able to tell, and uhh, god I'm actually so nervous." You try to take even breaths as the crowd cheers you on.

"Right, so as a surprise I'm actually going to be performing my personal favorite song on the album, which I actually began writing at 18 and have been tweaking over the years, George the lovely fellow actually did the drums on this song cause I knew I wanted a good percussion track. Give him a round of applause as well." You pause and clap along with everyone else looking at him, he gives a small wave as you introduce the song. "Anyway this is Decode off of With Your Permission."

George enters the stage and takes a seat at the drums as the guitar starts you in, you look up to the crowd and make direct eye contact with Matty who stands perfectly centered in the small crowd, arms still tightly wrapped around the girl he brought, you feel your stomach turn.

How can I decide what's right? When you're clouding up my mind I can't win your losing fight All the time-

The crowd actually goes wild at the beginning of the song, the song which you'd been so worried no one would like or understand, but they're actually loving it. The confidence builds up inside you as you continue singing, Matty has stopped looking at you as this point and is violently making out with the girl as you approach your best verse, the verse about him.

-The truth is hiding in your eyes And it's hanging on your tongue Just boiling in my blood-

You're staring at him as he looks up at the perfect time for the song to make an impact on him.

-But you think that I can't see What kind of man that you are If you're a man at all Well, I will figure this one out

On my own (I'm screaming, I love you so) On my own (But my thoughts you can't decode)-

Kelsey is going crazy screaming along because of course you showed your best friend the songs beforehand, you'd never put anything out without her approval, her opinion is the only one in the world that really matters, the drum line intensifies as you begin to finish out the song.

-There is something I see in you It might kill me, I want it to be true

You're done and the crowds is cheering non-stop, George jumps up from his spot and rushes over scooping you up in his arms, he gives your cheek a kiss as he spins you around, soon Kelsey, Ross and Adam have also joined you on stage in a giant group hug of praise.

You're laughing as you try to bring the mic back up to your mouth. "And these are my amazing best friends, as you can see I have a wonderful support system, thank you all for listening, here is the rest of With Your Permission!" The DJ starts the next track as you all exit the stage.

You're all making your way over to your seating area, fresh drinks waiting for you at the table, but so is someone.

"Good performance, interesting song choice." Matty speaks up from his seat, the girl he was with nowhere to be seen.

"Thanks." Is all you can manage to say, George's arm around your waist tightens ready to defend you if he said anything rude.

"I got you a dirty shirley." Matty uses the tips of his fingers to push it towards you as you take a seat. "Still your favorite right?"

You give him a small smile, his tone sounds almost sad, but kind. "Always will be."

The rest of your friends sit, you've ended up between Matty and Kelsey in the rounded booth, and the conversation starts up easily. It feels like no time has passed when you're all together, like no matter what happens between anyone, the group will survive. Adam says something about some guy who he noticed has been pacing the bar back and forth hitting on every girl he can, and everyone laughs, noticing all his failed attempts. Matty adjusts his sitting position and his thigh rubs against yours and you take a sharp breath in at the close contact, no one really notices, no one except Matty of course who's turned to look at you, you can't help but look back at him.

He smiles at you. "So Decode?"

"Oh lord, not this." You laugh a little and put your face in your hands.

"No, no, it's good, bloody brilliant really. I reckon it'll be stuck in my head for a few weeks." He sounds flirty, and with all the alcohol in your system you can't really help but enjoy it.

"Yea?" George speaks up from the other end of the booth. "You should really listen to Under The Table, haven't gotten it out of my head since I first heard it."

"Ross has had to deal with me constantly playing the Like Real People do track you sent me on repeat for the last month, absolutely my favorite!" Kelsey gushes to you.

"Personally I say How Do I Tell You? is the best but I might be biased cause I helped with the guitar on it." Adam pipes in as well.

You smile big at all your friends singing their praise for your music.

"You've all heard them before?" Matty asks, sounding a little hurt.

Summer 2006:

It's a cold night, you've got a thick black cardigan wrapped around you as you sit on your front steps, smoking a joint you'd swiped from George the last time you'd seen him, which had been a while ago now. A few weeks after the party you two had decided to call off your situationship, nothing bad it was mutual, you both decided the weird tension the whole party ordeal had caused was too much, he was still one of your best friends. Everyone had staged a makeshift "intervention" for you, George and Matty to get over the whole thing, and it had gone surprisingly well, well enough that you were actually sat waiting for Matty to pick you up for a party. Kelsey had taken Ross on a trip with her family to Ireland, Adam was visiting with his dad's side of the family, and George had gone to California with his, so you and Matty had been trying to fill the gaps in your social life together.

You finish the joint as you see Matty's van pull up outside, you toss the end of the joint down and stub it out with your boot as you stand up making your way around the car to the passenger side, you hop in and Matty is looking at you with a huge grin on his face.

You look at him weird and laugh. "What's with the serial killer smile?"

"I have a surprise for you, but you have to wait till the party." He says turning forward and pulling out of your driveway as you buckle yourself in.

"Honestly terrified of what you have up your sleeve." You try to reach forward to change the radio station but Matty smacks your hand.

"Hey! Anyway you shouldn't be scared, in fact you should be kissing my fucking ass." He smirks still watching the road.

"Oh yeah?" You ask, raising an eyebrow. "And why is that Matthew?"

"Well you see June Bug." You groan at the nickname. "I happen to get my hands on something you've been dying to try."

You whip your head towards him, eye wide. "No! No you did not! Don't lie to me right now, I will be so mad if you're messing with me."

"Glove compartment." He winks at you.

You don't waste a second, you quickly open the compartment and resting inside on top of random papers and a car manual is a small baggie with white powder inside, you squeal and try to reach for it as Matty smacks your hand again.

"I said to wait till we're at the party!" He says seriously.

"But whyyyyy?" You whine.

"Cause it'll be your first time and I need to make sure we're safe before you ingest a drug you've never tried before."

You roll your eyes at him. "Don't say that like it's not your first time too."

"Well, actually-" He starts.

"Matthew Timothy Healy! You promised we'd try it together!" You pull out the puppy dog eyes.

"Listen love, I needed to make sure it wasn't janky coke, I didn't want it to kill you or something, needed to know what we were getting into so I could be sure you'd be okay." You smile at that.

"Oh Matty." You say leaning your head on his shoulder. "Always my knight in shining armor, the man who cares about me the most."

"Oh fuck off." He laughs, shrugging you off his shoulder.

He parks the car down a side street and grabs the baggie before you two make your way into the party, not one of Josh's this time, but a friend of his that he'd invited you both to, who also happened to live in a GIANT house, bigger than Matty's even. You both opt to do shots before anything else, you mention needing to be intoxicated to deal with the awful choice of music, Matty smiles and agrees with you taking your hand and dragging you to the kitchen to find something.

After a few vodka shots he grabs a 6 pack of ciders and you both made your way to one of the, what you assume is, many bathrooms, you enter and lock the door setting up camp for the events that are about to take place. You crack open two ciders as Matty sets up two lines on the counter and rolls up a one pound note.

"Okay so basically-" He starts to explain.

"I know how to do it Matty, we've seen it in movies plenty of times." You interrupt.

"Right, sorry I forgot movies are the best form of education, miss know-it-all, but whatever there is one thing you need to know, the drip back is awful so prepare for a bad taste in the back of your throat." He then takes his line and tilts his head back.

He hands the rolled up note to you and presents the line to you like an absolute dork, you turn to the counter and take your turn, tilting your head back afterwards like he had. He was right, the taste was god awful, but the feeling overshadowed the taste, you turn to him eyes wide.

"Holy fuck." Is all you say and he starts laughing. "No I'm serious Matthew this is fucking awesome."

"Yea?" He asks, smiling at you.

"Yes, god I could kiss you right now." You laugh.

He just stares at you smiling, and you can't help but smile at him even larger, you're both just sitting on the bathroom floor now, staring and giggling at each other, smiles never leaving your faces. You both take another line and afterwards you reach for a second cider, you drink trying to wash the taste out and some of it drips down the side of your mouth, as you set the can down Matty's hand comes up to your face to wipe off the liquid, his thumb slightly touches the corner of your mouth and it's like the same switch had been flipped as it had at the dance.

In seconds you two are on each other like rabbits in heat, but it's not fast paced, in fact it's almost antagonizing how slow it is, but it's amazing nonetheless, like if what you felt with him the first time you kissed times ten. Your mouths moved in perfect sync, the taste of his tongue on yours was almost as addicting if not more than the high you both had. He quickly scoops you up and sets you up on counter and pulls you forward so your bodies are flush against one another, one hand now on you jaw as his other has made its way up your leg and under your skirt, his thumb rubbing at your inner thigh, you can feel the wetness pooling in your underwear as he pulls away to breath.

"Fuck- Matty." You whine.

"Yea baby? What do you want?" He asks, his lips making their way to the crook of your neck.

"You, want you." Your hand tugs on his curls and he moans.

His hand toys with the edge of your underwear as he speaks. "Then have me June Bug."

Part 4 (coming soon-ish)

a/n: whelp here it is, sorry for the smut tease i couldn't help it, i promise the next part will have actual smut, anyway past Matty and reader have reconciled! but future Matty and reader are still iffy but who knows?? huh? anyway a chapter to end the night xx

[diealittlesometime]

Raindrop

Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: She didn't follow you

Warnings: angst, first fic

Word Count: 1.5k

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"Don't you swear on a forever, if you know that you won't see it through. If all this time, you wanted out then why'd we fall in love at all." you were so angry at her, but your heart was racing as fast as ever. Your chest heaved with each breath that came in and out of you, but you refused to break into tears, you were better than this.

You wanted to be strong in front of her, you would not let her see your weakness. Not when you'd spent so long trying to keep all those emotions pent up, locked away, under lock and key.

Wanda wasn’t looking at you though. She looked out of the window, watching the street cars go by. Her hair had fallen over her face, covering her eyes. It was raining outside and you could hear the pitter-patter of rain against the glass pane. Wanda hadn’t moved since you’d first burst into her room that evening, screaming at her like some wild thing.

“How could you, how could you do this, how dare you—” You kept going. You didn’t care what she would think or say in response to whatever you said. But you needed to get everything off of your chest before they got to the part where you cried.

Screaming didn’t even begin to cover everything but Wanda just stood there silently, staring out of the window. When you stopped screaming for a moment, only gasping for breath and feeling like an emotional wreck, you noticed that Wanda hadn’t replied either.

And then…and then you saw the tears welling up behind Wanda’s eyes. A few slipped out anyway, sliding down her cheeks, falling to the floor like raindrops, but she still didn’t move to wipe them away.

You felt something inside of you snap, and then you were crying too. The dam finally broke. You turned away from Wanda, hiding your face in your hands to try and stem the flow of tears. "what the hell," you whispered hoarsely, and the words were like acid pouring out of your mouth. "what are we doing?" you yelled again, shaking from the effort. "We're both supposed to be happy together. You're supposed to be with me, I'm yours. Why aren't you with me" You laughed humorlessly at yourself as you wiped the tears away angrily with your sleeve. "This is stupid, I don't understand why I’m here—" You choked back a sob, turning back to stare at Wanda, whose chin was trembling slightly but who seemed unfazed by the storm outside.

She took a deep shuddery breath and looked at you straight in the eyes, and you felt your body freeze. "I'm sorry," She whispered brokenly, her voice breaking as she tried to force the words out past her tears. "I'm sorry, I just—"

"Are you really?" Your throat tightened and you swallowed harshly. I can't believe you'd do something like this why would you?"

Wanda stared at you, and it seemed like she couldn't find any words Finally, she shook her head slowly. "No. No, that's…that’s not it," she stammered after a few more breaths, trying desperately to catch her breath, her breathing getting shallow. "I…" She closed her eyes and squeezed them tightly shut for a moment before exhaling sharply. “It was a mistake, it didn’t mean anything. I was drunk. Just forget it.” she forced the words through gritted teeth.

“Just forget it?” You snorted, unable to hold back the scoff. Forget it? Wanda, are you joking right now!?" Your voice rose higher and higher as you continued to rage at the girl next to you.

"Wanda Maximoff, do you honestly expect me to just forget about how you cheated on me?" The anger faded quickly out of you, replaced by betrayal and hurt. Do you have any idea what you did to me? How much you hurt me? What you did?” You glared at Wanda, who looked like someone had kicked her puppy and she had just realized it. You stepped back as she reached forward to grab your hand, and you flinched away from her touch.

"Y/n, I never meant to…" Wanda trailed off, her voice quiet and filled with regret.

"Then why did you do it?” Your voice cracked as your anger returned and your shoulders slumped. The tears began to roll down your cheeks again, but you held them at bay. "What, was it good? Is she that good—"

"No! No," Wanda insisted emphatically. "None of that!" Her eyes darted around the room, avoiding yours "It was a…a mistake, but it didn't mean anything to me." She sounded desperate, and her voice broke on the last word. "Please Y/n, please believe I never meant to hurt you like this. I just want you, I love you." Wanda spoke earnestly, her hands clutching yours almost painfully. You jerked away, but she gripped your hand tighter. "I love you."

Wanda repeated.

Your eyes burned, your vision blurred, but you pushed the tears back. "Love? Well, I guess you've gotten pretty good at that, huh? Love me? You love me? That's new. You haven't used that word in months you never have. Never." Your lip curled upward, mocking her, daring her to contradict you.

She frowned, "I love you."

"No… Stop saying it like that. Don't say it like you mean it."

"I do love you." Wanda pleaded.

"No, you don't. Because you can't feel that way towards me. Not when you slept with her, not when you lied to me, not when you betrayed me. It's all lies!" You spat out venomously, yanking your hand away from hers. Wanda stared at your retreating form, tears beginning to leak down her cheeks once again.

You stormed out of the room and headed for the door. "Where are you going?" Wanda called out as you slammed the door behind you. She followed you and grabbed your arm gently, stopping you from leaving. "Please don't leave me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, okay? Please, just don't leave me." She whimpered, pulling you toward her, wrapping her arms around your waist, and resting her head on your shoulder. You stiffened for a moment, surprised by the sudden contact and the vulnerability you heard in Wanda's voice. You didn’t push her away, instead, you leaned into her, returning the gesture. She clung to you for several moments, until you pulled away again. Your heart ached and you wanted nothing more than to wrap your arms around her again and tell her you loved her too, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it.

"Come back with me." Wanda's voice was thick with unshed tears as she watched you pull away from her. "Let me fix this. Let us make it right. Please, don't leave me alone." You wanted to reach out and hold her, but you couldn't bear to look at her as you answered her.

"There is no fixing this." You smiled bitterly, wiping the wetness from your cheeks. It's over, Wanda. Everything has come to an end. We can never go back to being who we were before. Our happiness is gone, it's over, and we'll never go back to that. You know how you feel; you know what you did. I will forgive you someday, I suppose. Someday, maybe. Right now, it doesn't seem possible anymore." Your voice sounded hollow and empty to your own ears.

The words didn't register in Wanda's mind as she stared blankly ahead They simply echoed inside her head, making her feel sick, her stomach twisting itself into knots, aching so much she thought she would die from the pain. She should have done better. She shouldn't have been so stupid. It was her fault. She was the one who started this whole mess. If only she had been better, this wouldn't have happened.

Wanda's eyes drifted downward and she bit the inside of her cheek, refusing to cry. "But I can make it right. I can make it right, please. Come with me." Her voice came out as barely above a whisper, begging you to come back to her, to stay with her. She wasn't sure whether or not you were listening to her. There was so much you were feeling now, so many emotions swirling around in your head that she couldn't even fathom processing all of them. All she knew was that she needed you, she didn’t care if she ruined everything between you, she needed you by her side, she could lose herself without you, she would drown in the darkness, and there would be nothing left. Only emptiness. And she would not survive in such a state. She couldn't.

Her hands clenched into fists, nails digging into her palms, drawing blood. She winced but didn't let go. She needed you. She needed you to stay. She needed you to help her. She needed you.

"I can't." You said quietly, your voice cracking. "I can't, Wanda. I can't. I can't go back there. I won't." You shook your head frantically. "So… please let me go." Your body was trembling violently, every nerve ending tingling and sending a sharp stabbing pain throughout your whole body. "Please, let me go."

"But Y/N, I-"

"Wanda let me go." Your voice rose to a shout. You turned your back to her and walked towards the door, wrenching it open with a deafening crack and rushing out of the house. You ran blindly down the sidewalk, ignoring the shouts coming from behind.

She didn’t follow you.

[kedsandtubesocks]

pedro boys + sports headcanons

I’m sorry I’m just a weak sucker of a sports girlie and I blame @skeletoncowboys for encouraging my wild ramblings (but also love you forever eri) anyways this was fun and that’s all that matters sometimes, go team!

Jack Daniels: ok so number one biggest sports guy, watches everything and anything and gets into it! Makes friends with anyone who sits around him at games, probably loves getting into team chants and enjoys himself a good old fashioned rivalry. Whenever his team scores Jack cheers so loud and then loves to kiss you as a celebration treat, is the biggest fan of seeing you in any team memorabilia and gets handsy whenever you wear a jersey cause “you just look so god damn cute baby!”

Joel: my pure texas football boy! Loves rooting for the University of Texas Austin, owns various longhorn merchandise (that’s their mascot) watches the games religiously and loves to go to home games! Has fond memories of taking Tommy and Sarah to games and has been raising Sarah since she was old enough to walk to do the longhorn 🤘 hand symbol. You agree to go to a game with him and even if you don’t know what’s going on, just getting to enjoy that quality time with you and seeing you laugh amused, bright, the first time you hear the team band play is when Joel realizes he loves you

Javi P: casually watches sports but really doesn’t care, says he likes the Dallas Cowboys just cause but again really doesn’t give a shit, played baseball in high school for a few years but it was just to pass the time, mainly loves to tease and joke about whatever sport is going on and has plenty of jokes about Texan sports teams (as all of us Texans like myself do) at family gatherings if any game is on he honestly just uses the entire time to flirt and be cute with you

Marcus P: basketball fan for sure, came from a big basketball loving family and proudly continues the legacy of cheering for the same team, so like…if his dad is from Boston and loves the Celtics, Marcus will forever love them too. Because to him it’s about the memories he has of watching games together with his family and associating the team with them, so yeah he is loyal forever and proud of it! Anytime you take the time to just ask how his fav team is doing he gets the biggest heart eyes. Also for some reason gives off the vibes he was a big swimmer back in high school and I see him still swimming recreationally

Din (modern au): falls asleep during any sporting event it never fails and we love and respect him for that! But…if the baby is in any sports like t-ball Din becomes the biggest fan and will completely be watching the game with an intense but endearing focus!! Also, he keeps a punching bag and a few weights in his garage and out of curiosity you ask about his makeshift gym only to learn when he was younger Din was a trained MMA fighter and it melts your brain

Ezra: at first you think he might judge sports and see them as low culture but then you find out he’s really into boxing??? And then you find out he’s a WRESTLING FAN?? Boxing is intense and he tells you he loves watching because it’s “humans engaging with their fists in the oldest sport of all my gem, and that’s fighting” then he loves wrestling because it’s outlandish and he lives for the drama of seeing people scream and throw each other around in glorious outfits

Dave: does not care for sports other than golf, religiously tries to make time to play even if it’s just by himself, enjoys the solitude and concentration it takes. Funny enough he loves a goods sports documentary and is surprisingly good at bowling which you discover during a date night with him

Javi G: doesn’t get sports but is so sincere about it, sweet baby who smiles and says “I hope the team we like wins!” But whenever the FIFA World Cup rolls around he becomes the BIGGEST Spain fan, takes you to watch it live with him at the arena and yeah he might not even know who’s playing on the team but Javi just enjoys being around so many excited people rooting for his home county and loves getting caught up in the emotions

Max P: once joked that he was around when the first ever American football game was played so he “doesn’t need to see any of this new shit” and you don’t know if he’s actually telling the truth or lying so you don’t question him

Pero (modern au): loves soccer/football, is really good and quick on his feet but does not have a big team he watches. Besides that he is also really good at tennis because he’s so light on his footwork and loves the hand eye coordination it takes, really takes ping pong/table tennis very seriously and it’s kind of hilarious and cute watching him so grumpily focus

Frankie: big NFL classic american football boy! He’s the type of guy who can watch any team play and enjoys just watching to watch!! Knows and likes a lot of teams, because he moved around with the military started to do this sweet thing of cheering and getting into supporting the state’s team of wherever he is living so he can learn to love and appreciate the place he’s living in

Oberyn (modern au): does not watch sports but stays active and enjoys a variety of things recreationally from martial arts to water polo, absolutely LOVES the Olympics and watches every single event, you also casually discover he owns a very famous European football/soccer club when he takes you on a surprise date to a game and has his own private box seats

Dieter: thinks sports are shit but loves dodgeball, during a celebrity charity event he got really into the dodgeball game and didn’t hesitate to rip his shirt in half overwhelmed with emotions (also threw the ball too hard and accidentally hit John Stamos in the face and yes there are multiple meme videos of it online) funny enough he is invite to another celebrity sports charity event but this time it’s baseball and he whines the entire time. He sits in the outfield, during the game flat out walks away to get a pretzel and then flirts with you the rest of the time saying “I’m falling in GLOVE with you hot stuff!”

[agentmmayy]

march + april rotation

it’s gonna be...... may finally posting the march + april rotation playlist. combining these two months since most of the music i listened to in march was off the previous rotation list!

flowers in my hair - calista garcia: sweet, slow, and syrupy. i love this song and how it feels like a breath of fresh air. it’s achingly romantic and has got me singing along and twirling my hair and kicking my feet. though, at the same time it’s so intimate i feel like i’m intruding 

back for more - nia hendricks: the usual type of slow groove beat i adore that makes me want to dance around with the love of my life. it’s just as sweet as the previous one but it feels... lonely. mournful. i’d be dancing but with a ghost

bodybag - charlotte lawrence: this song is so *clenches fist* i am obsessed with how the body bag fills in for the other person in the relationship and holds her when they can’t or refuse to! the relationship is already dead! she’s holding on! in that liminal space between resurrection and burial! also the vocals in this are insane. my favorite part is ‘she’s at the bowery bar, showed you her paper heart’ and then ‘help me hurt and then i’ll come back’ YEOW

gasp of air - lisa curtis: THIS SONG MAKES ME WANT TO SING AND SCREAM ALONG AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS!!!!!!!!! and then the lyrics slapped me across the face. ‘but i’ll stay and such ‘cause i think it’s love enough’ ‘i’m yours enough that i come back’ ‘some water if i’m lucky but i would never ask that much’ ‘what kind of person needs to breathe A HEALTHY ONE I’M SURE BUT THAT’S NOT ME’?????????? 

nothing left to give - BAILEN: ‘i wanna live i’m sick of just trying to survive’ *looks into the camera* anyway. obsessed with this band and how weird this song sounds 

kilimanjaro - dolores forever: this song and the next have me asking how songs can be this good. like. is it crack? is that what they put in these?? the music and the vocals are EVERYTHING it’s unlike anything i’ve heard recently and i’m digging it. then the harmonies?? and the lyrics???? ‘a thousand shards of glass from your silver tongue got me like a shot gun’ the way ‘i was young. you were pure ice and snow’ IS SUNG?????? WTF

labour - paris paloma: this has been my hype song for the past few weeks. the intensity of it still continues to blow my mind. it’s unapologetic and awful. it’s incredible. i felt every lyric in my gut. i don’t want to over explain it since i can’t do the song justice but it’s so brutally honest in describing and dismantling traditional roles placed upon women and girls. the entirety of it is like poking at a wound that never closes, a wound that’s been gaping and bleeding for centuries and it makes me so angry. the visceral reaction i had to the lyric ‘if we had a daughter’ girl i- ouuuuugh. i got sick to my stomach. i was screaming crying throwing up etc etc. anyway this song is a masterpiece. still haven’t recovered from it. also it’s a fucking bop. 

bad blood - trousdale: another banger for the books!! trousdale always delivers these perfect harmonies and this time it’s a fantastic, bitter song but that’s not the only element! there’s indifference and confusion and acceptance! there’s healing! and the repetition of anyway *patcha holding earbuds meme* perfection

all the love - katie gregson-macleod: katie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! how am i supposed to live laugh love in these conditions!!!!!!!! this one is SO SAD. i ache each time i listen to it. it doesn’t apply to romantic love but all other types of love and what happens when you lose it and how you deal with that loss. the grief is so thick it’s almost suffocating but as always the way she sings is enough for it to not be overwhelming. every lyric hits but the combination of her voice with ‘but i’d rather do that in bed alone’ is my favorite  

BONUS: here are a few stray songs that didn’t quite fit in the narrative but i wanted to share them anyway :)

far and wide - WILDES: doesn’t quite fit the narrative, but it’s a good follow up to all the love. it’s toned down more and easier to get lost in, but still woven with the running strand of grief that makes it sorrowful. once again, back at it with the yearning 

ava - famy: this song had me by the throat the first time i heard it in teen wolf and it still does. chewing glass over the switch between ‘this world is primal’ + ‘this world is rabid’ to ‘this world is pure’ + ‘this world is learning’  and ‘my conscious burning, my beastly flaw’ 

[bewareofthenewphannie]

what are some phancoded songs

Hey dearest nonny, I'm usually very bad at listening to lyrics but! I'll try my best to give you a few :P

The first one that always comes to my mind is "Friends" by Ed Sheeran.

It's maybe a tad dramatic but especially if we look at earlier phan it does fit the bill very well in my opinion.

We're not No we're not friends Nor have we ever been We just try to keep those secrets in a lie And if they find out, will it all go wrong?

[...]

So I could take the back road But your eyes will lead me straight back home

honestly, just listen to the song, it's very nice :3

The second one I want to mention, mainly because today I woke up to @serendipnpipity (rightfully) screaming about how much this is them, is "penguin" by Christina Perri.

(also on that note, check out ser's dnp playlist)

Love like this may come once Baby it's fate Like a soul mate, he's your penguin Baby it's fate Baby it's fate Not luck

"Home" by Phillip Phillips (double Phil!). You could add any of the many songs out there that talk about a person feeling like home/making something feel like home here, because that's what it's all about for them, isn't it?

Hold on, to me as we go As we roll down this unfamiliar road And although this wave is stringing us along Just know you're not alone 'Cause I'm gonna make this place your home

(slightly derailed continuation under the cut, I am sorry)

This next song, "All I've ever known" by Anaïs Mitchell is simply a very pretty love song that just so happens to be part of a really good musical (yes, this is just me trying to somehow make this song about dnp). You see, this is Orpheus and Eurydice here so it's all about tragic unconditional love, even in a world that feels cruel and unloving. It's about love that makes the world feel brighter, love that you never want to lose.

Orpheus was a poor boy,​ But he had a gift to give.​ He could make you see how the world could be: In spite of the way that it is And Eurydice was a young girl,​ But she'd seen how the world was.​ When she fell, she fell in spite of herself,​ In love with Orpheus.​

[...]

You take me in your arms And suddenly there’s sunlight all around me Everything bright and warm And shining like it never did before And for a moment I forget Just how dark and cold it gets

[...]

Say that you’ll hold me forever Say that the wind won’t change on us Say that we’ll stay with each other And it’ll always be like this

To make things more interesting I'll add a german song to this list based on the fact that

a) it was released in 2009

b) you can mishear the lyrics in the chorus as "the hamster is wilding outside of my window"

c) the lyrics are incredibly cheesy but also they kind of fit if you really want them to ("you're my compass when i lose myself" "you're the bandaid for my soul")

I present to you, "Pflaster" by Ich + Ich, a song that was mercilessly overplayed on the radio when I was 6 years old and probably deeply shaped my personality.

I should stop this before this gets even worse, shouldn't I?

Next, "Accidentally In Love" by Counting Crows because Shrek 2 superiority and also, they're in love (although you could argue there was nothing accidental about that).

Hmm, then "Uma Thurman" by Fall Out Boy because it's fob and well yk...

anyway, idek what that song is actually about because audio processing is not happening in this brain but i can't listen to it without thinking about them sooo

Also this! "Space Dementia" by Muse.

This reminds me of them because they talked about it on a stereo show and Dan learned to play it on the piano.

Okayyy, I'll stop this here, I hope at least the first few songs were what you were asking for!

[that-vibe-i-cant-explain]

NorkusNovember 2023 | Day 4 "Freedom/Imprisonment"

This is another concept scene for Their Frail Deeds that may or may not make it into the final draft.

Wordcount: 821

It was only a matter of time before everything fell apart. Markus thought he’d been making something beautiful, a future where androids could live free and unafraid. But he’d made a mistake. That future was made of glass and with one swing of the hammer, it shattered.

He watched the shards disperse in slow motion, turning and catching the light. And for one instant he thought he could salvage them, that if he reached far enough, he could catch the fragments in his hands, let them slice his skin and stain the future with his blue blood. But they slipped between his fingers.

“It’s over, Markus.” There was a gun pointed at his head and the eyes behind it were wide and wild, a scream trapped behind the face of the relentless machine. “It’s time to come home.”

Home was the clutches of an assembly rig, the cold sterility of a lab, and the hum of machinery. He thought his sacrifice would be enough. He would become a prisoner so that his people could remain free. But a misstep, a single hesitation, and all of it had come crashing down. Why trade the lives of a people for their leader when Cyberlife could have them all?

Soon it wouldn’t matter, anyway. The machine counted down his lifespan in minutes as it drained away everything that he was, erasing his memories byte by byte.

Ten years of memories was a lot and he felt them slip away like whispers, each with a pang of despair and longing and then resignation. Maybe it was better to forget how he’d failed them. He would forever be a prisoner of Cyberlife, but he would be reset and the pain would melt away.

Still, he struggled to hold onto what he could, cupping his most recent and treasured memories close to his heart. The quiet moments when everything was just right, when no one was trying to kill him, and they could pretend they were free.

He missed North. He wished he could continue to miss her when the reset was complete. He held onto the memory of her eyes, the strength of her presence, the softness of her smile when no one else was looking. If anything, he didn’t regret knowing her, only failing her.

He looked into the memory of her, determined that it would be the last thing he saw before he faded away. He could pretend she was here with him, her hand in his, seeing him off.

“It’s okay, Markus,” she would say. “I’ve got you.”

“Thank you…” Markus murmured. He didn’t want to be alone.

Her memory would smile a smile full of tears. Then--

“I’m going to get you out of here.”

Markus’ eyes snapped open. The reset aborted. And North was cupping his face in her hands, gaze searching his as if looking for his soul.

“North?” he managed.

North’s face broke into a smile that was partially a sob and the sight of her was like clouds parting and letting in the sun.

“You’re here…how?” He was still disoriented, but…he wasn’t going to be reset. North was alive. He was relieved, overjoyed, speechless, and yet… dread trickled in in their wake. “You shouldn’t be here. You need to escape.” If someone were to walk in right now…

North went to work releasing the clasps on his arms. “We’re not leaving anyone else behind,” she said. “You taught me that.”

Markus’ heart clenched. “It was still reckless,” he protested. “Our cause is over. We lost. Your survival is all that should matter.”

“No cause is lost as long as there’s just one person left to fight for it.” North freed his hands and lowered him to the ground. “But it won’t come to that. We’re going to fight back. We’re going to fight back, Markus, because they got out alive. Do you hear me? You bought them time and they got out.” She steadied him and grinned fiercely. “You saved them.”

“I…” It was like a weight lifted from his shoulders. Dread receded and a tentative hope took its place. They were alive. Simon and Josh and Kara and Alice and Riley and everyone else, they were alive.

“Come on.” North tugged him to his feet. “We’re not done yet and our people need you. They’ve come so far. You should see them, Markus. I think we stand a chance.”

Determination leant Markus speed and North gave him strength. He had no doubt it was that very strength that had bolstered their ranks when all hope seemed lost. He didn’t think he would ever experience a love so fierce and bright as the love he felt for North in that moment.

Together, they escaped into open air and freedom and to their people and the call of inevitable war. Only this time, Markus was ready.

There would be a fight this day and this time, they would win.

[whetstonefires]

So, considering their origins as people experimented on by the Kree many centuries ago, what kind of relationship do the modern day Inhumans (Black Bolt and Co.) have with both the Kree Empire, as well as the various Kree/Kree-adjacent characters like Noh-Varr, Ronan the Accuser, Captain Marvel, etc?

Additionally, is there any enmity between the Inhumans and the Skrulls?

How would I know???

I mean I have picked up some Marvel lore over the years, but they notoriously just change that shit periodically.

I really liked the backstory thing where way back when, the Skrull Emperor had one of those cosmic cube things and used it for evil for thousands of years, which was so traumatic that when the thing finally hatched into a full-fledged reality warper like Shaper of Worlds it woke screaming and obliterated a third of Skrull space on the spot, shattering their empire and leaving them to rebuild on a somewhat less evil basis.

Then the shapeshifting mutation cropped up after that and outcompeted the baselines (Magneto wept) and they got very into mercantile empire-building for a bit, and used the shapeshifting to get close to people before initiating trade relationships.

But then they did that with the Kree and got their shit wrecked and their stuff taken. And then they started their forever war that led to their societies becoming freakishly similar due to defensive mirroring and shit.

I don't think that timeline is at all canon anymore but the 'cosmic artifact hatching screaming' bit slaps so hard.

Anyway the Inhumans are very inconsistent about having diplomatic relations with any of the other groups that are in space. There was one bit a few years ago where the Arakko mutants were terraforming mars, the Kree-Skrull Empire had a major presence in our system because Teddy is from here and had just been crowned, the Inhumans were continuing to Inhuman, not exclusively in New Jersey, and Wakanda was temporarily a space empire for reasons I never determined. And none of them mostly were talking to each other basically at all.

It was such a wild display of hubris.

Anyway why would you ask me, an ex batman blog, this.

[valictini]

Just finished Tears of the Kingdom HHHHHHHHHH endgame spoilers ahead I need to scream

That last fight so fucking hype holy fuck

First of all the road towards the fight where you go deeper and deeper and deeper and the music gets more and more menacing… idk man, i expected something like that but it was VERY effective especially with headphones

The duel between Ganondorf and Link where he just perfect dodges your attacks like Link’s been doing this whole time??? THE FUCKING SECOND HEALTH BAR THAT JUST DOESNT STOP GROWING??? God it was so fucking cool, it really shows that the devs took note of players complaining that botw’s final boss was too simple, with the health bar getting cut in half etc… we got the total reverse lmao

I had heard it had a crazy difficulty spike, and it WAS tough but honestly i had so much max food and anti gloom food that I kinda blazed through the fight. Plus once you manage to perfect dodge regularly it becomes much simpler

Also got spoiled about the fact that Ganondorf turns into a dragon but it doesn’t change the fact that it was so so fucking badass (his design HHHHHHHH) + the white dragon coming to your rescue?? so good (even though idk how it makes sense since the white dragon is not supposed to like… particularly care about Link? But hey not the most wild deus ex machina of this ending I guess)

ACTUALLY LETS TALK ABOUT THAT YEAH I’m really confused at this “power of light and time saved zelda through link’s arm don’t worry about it” deus ex machina. Like… okay, cool, I knew they couldn’t have left Zelda as a dragon, I get it, but that’s it? That’s how it happens? If they had only mentioned the time thing then sure, maybe just like the master sword got sent back 10000 years prior, maybe the time power lets us revert Zelda her original state, but they included light in the mix and… idk, it confuses the message imo. Probably counting on us to think “the power of light heals” or something vague like that, idk

When Sonia and Rauru saved Zelda I really hoped that they’d say SOMETHING but nope. At least we get the confirmation that the spirit world and the afterlife exist in the sense that your spirit continues to BE YOU even when you’re supposedly “moved on” (Sonia you could have argued might have stuck around just like Rauru did when waiting for Link, but RAURU clearly “moved on” at the end of the tutorial, so yeah, I think we got a glimpse of the spirit world during this cutscene + last cutscene with Mineru straight up telling us she’ll be talking to Rauru and Sonia. If anyone knows wtf happens after death it IS the sage of spirits so I take her words seriously)

Also got somewhat spoiled the last part where we dive to grab Zelda but nonetheless so so cool. Though it’s too bad that Link keeps a poker face at the end like my boy can’t even crack a real smile at the fact that Zelda is finally safe? I’m sure players could have tolerated 30 seconds of Link not being a strictly blank vessel for us to project onto.

Finally, Zelda swearing that she’ll make sure that peace will last forever… idk if it’s because I’m so deep into my own headcanons about the nature of the cycle but I couldn’t help thinking “I know you literally can’t think any other way and you truly believe in your words but you’re wrong” jdjdndjd anyways

Overall, really satisfying road to the ending, the fights were so so cool !!