#anyway wtf was i doing... ah right procrastinating

[fushitoru]

chapter 3: the manor a bridgerton!au

pairing ⸺ duke!satoru gojo x fem!reader

summary ⸺ dearest gentle reader, a new season is upon us as the ton gets ready for a season filled with drama, heartbreak, and passion. after being crowned diamond of the season, heir to a dukedom mr. satoru gojo⸺only looking to marry just to secure his inheritance⸺has his sights set on you, the easiest (and most obvious) option. later, when you catch his saying unsavory things about you on a terrace when he least suspected it, you swear to never marry gojo. as london's fashionable set goes through yet another wedding season, will there be hope for scandalous gossip, hate, and thinly veiled insults, or will we witness blooming love and passion?

warnings ⸺ nsfw, enemies to lovers, bridgerton au, angst, fluff, eventual smut, jealousy, misogyny, regency era au, gojo being infuriating, reader also being infuriating, both of them are clueless honestly

chapter summary ⸺ you and gojo have just uncovered your mothers' matchmaking scheme: a plan that sends you both to his extravagant countryside manor in kent, arriving a week earlier than the rest of the ton. the question remains—can you endure gojo's insufferable nature during this secluded stay? (8.3k)

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a/n krnfeknfkejrn i was so tired writing this chapter but used it to procrastinate on the reports and papers i have to write for internship/reports (wtf is quantum physics anyways). ty as always to @/sinn-clair for being the best beta reader <33333

Dear readers, 

Apparently, last week, there was an altercation in Lady Itadori’s drawing room involving Lord Gojo, Miss Itadori, and a dog. The dog was the victor. 

Furthermore, If one is to trust the betting books, then Lord Gojo shall be witness to wedding bells before the year is through.

As much as it pains This Author to agree with the betting books (they are written by men, and thus inherently flawed), This Author must concur in the prediction.

Duchess Gojo will soon have her daughter-in-law. But who she will be⸺ah, Gentle Reader, that is still anyone’s guess. 

⸻ LADY WHISTLEDOWN’S SOCIETY PAPERS

Mary Wollstonecraft’s A Vindication of the Rights of Woman⸺a work I have long heard whispers about but never fully encountered until now. Her words, as bold as they are revolutionary, have struck a chord deep within me. She speaks of the education and independence of women, of our capacity for reason and our right to be regarded as more than mere adornments to the lives of men. Her arguments are so meticulously crafted, so unwavering in their conviction, that they have compelled me to reflect on my own circumstances.

I confess, there is something intoxicating about the notion that women might be more than what society has so neatly confined us to be. Is it truly so outlandish to consider that we, too, possess minds capable of great thought and spirits yearning for freedom?

I cannot help but wonder if there will ever come a time when these two worlds might reconcile⸺the status quo and that of what the book articulates. When women might be both respected and fre

Before you could finish writing in your diary, you suddenly heard frantic footsteps down the hallway, leading closer and closer to your door. Nobara bursts into the room, and you look up at her in confusion and, partially, dread. Nobara wouldn’t be bursting into your room unless there was someone who absolutely couldn’t see what you were doing in your past time.

Before she could catch her breath, she wheezed out, “Your mother.”

You quickly hopped into action with practiced and routine movements. Lunging for the floorboard that had hollow space beneath it, you moved it so you could place the book and your diary underneath and quickly hide evidence of you reading scandalous and radical works.

Just in time, it seemed, as your mother walked into your room to see you on your bed.

She squinted her eyes in suspicion. “What were you doing?”

You averted her gaze. “Nothing, just daydreaming, Mama.”

Usually, she would prod further into the matter, but it seemed as if she was too excited for that. Clapping her hands, she exclaimed, “I have just got an exclusive invitation for you! One that could secure you a very good match.”

You gave her a quizzical look as she walked closer, sitting at the foot of your bed with an expression of barely contained glee. “We shall be visiting the Gojo estate in Kent!”

At the mention of his name, your left eye twitched, though your mother remained oblivious. “Indeed, Mama? As is every other lady in London, I presume.”

“No, no,” she replied, waving your quip away with a dismissive hand. “We are to arrive at the Gojo estate before the house party.”

Your heart sank, dread pooling in your stomach. Oh, no, no, no, no. A sudden pressure gripped your chest, and you found yourself clutching at the bodice of your dress as if to steady your racing heart. “Before the house party, Mama?” Your voice, despite your best efforts, came out higher-pitched than usual, though you tried to maintain a semblance of composure. “Whatever for?”

“To secure an advantage, of course!” she replied with a bright smile, as though the matter were the simplest thing in the world. “The Gojo family has extended a personal invitation for us to stay with them for a few days prior to the event. It is plain to see⸺he is quite taken with you. Even that dreadful Lady Whistledown has noted as much.” She smiled indulgently, reaching out to gently smooth a stray lock of your hair. “It is your natural grace and charm, my dear, that has made you the season’s diamond.”

As your mother continued to speak, the twisting in your stomach began to intensify, morphing from nausea into something sharper, something more akin to anger. You kept nodding, trying to maintain a slightly pained smile, but the thought of spending time at the Gojo manor, in such close quarters with him, became increasingly unbearable. The memories of your recent encounters⸺his biting remarks, his mocking gaze⸺were still fresh in your mind, and the idea that you were being pushed toward an engagement with him made your skin crawl. But you knew better than to express your true feelings to your mother.

“That is… unexpected,” you managed to say, choosing your words carefully. “Are you certain this is a good idea, Mama? Perhaps we might appear too eager and ward off other potential suitors, lest they mistake me as claimed by Gojo?”

“Nonsense!” she replied with a dismissive laugh. “If all goes well, you’ll be announcing your engagement at the house party itself!”

The words hit you like a punch to the gut. You could hardly breathe as the full weight of what she was saying sank in. An engagement. To Gojo.

You almost felt faint, but as the initial shock wore off, it was replaced by a simmering anger. How dare he? How dare Gojo make a game of this, toying with you as if your future was nothing more than a sport to him? And how could your mother not see that she was playing right into his hands?

You swallowed hard, trying to keep your composure, but the anger was bubbling up, threatening to spill over. “But, Mama, what if he does not wish to marry? What if he simply enjoys… toying with people?”

Your mother’s expression softened as she reached out to pat your hand, oblivious to the storm brewing inside you. “My dear, you are overthinking this. Men like Lord Gojo may seem playful and insouciant, but they are ultimately driven by duty. A man in his position knows the importance of finding a suitable wife, and you⸺my darling⸺are just the woman for the role. You are intelligent, accomplished, and beautiful. He would be a fool not to see that.”

Each word only fueled the fire of your anger. Duty? Suitable wife? You bit your lip, feeling the weight of her expectations press down on you like a suffocating blanket. But beneath that weight was a growing resolve, a refusal to be treated like a pawn in some grand game of power and prestige. Gojo might enjoy playing with others' lives, but you would not be his plaything.

You gave her a pained smile. “If you say so, Mama…” you replied, the anger now evident in the tightness of your voice.

“Of course, I do!” she declared, rising from the bed with a self-satisfied smile. “Now, we must begin preparations immediately. There is much to be done before we depart.”

As your mother closed the door, you stormed over to the floorboard, whipped open your diary and prepped your quill to furiously write: 

Lord Gojo is a most intolerable wretch. Though his outward appearance might deceive many, there is an endless well of impurities within his character.

Indeed, God truly blesses the wrong soldiers with features such as his. However, I take pride in being one of His strongest for I possess the fortitude to resist the temptation of ending Gojo’s miserable existence myself.

Were Sukuna here, I daresay he would assist me in disposing of the body with great enthusiasm.

While the Gojo dinner table was stocked with the finest of meals⸺that deserving of a wealthy dukedom, of course⸺Satoru found himself eyeing one dish of all⸺the scones.

Observing his mother and father, who were engrossed in deep conversation, he realized he could make the move. As discreetly as he could, he stocked his plate with many of the treats. The cook, bless his soul, knew how to make scones exactly right: soft, yet hard around the edges that have Satoru drooling when he takes a bite in to get a burst of flavor. He discreetly tucked a few sweets into his pocket for tonight’s work session on some Gojo business, thinking himself subtle.

Satoru could continue writing endless love poems in his head towards his chef’s scones, But Lady Gojo, ever watchful, noticed his little scheme. She arched an eyebrow, her tone teasing as she remarked, "Satoru, darling, it astonishes me that you remain so fit with such a fondness for sweets."

Without missing a beat, Gojo flashed his usual charming smile and responded, “Perhaps it is because I am kept on my toes constantly by you, Mother.” His parents shared a laugh at this, clearly amused by his playful banter.

The Gojo dining fell into a comfortable lull once again, sounds of forks and knives scratching against porcelain plates. The silence was better, Satoru believed. Because he knew he was not going to be pleased at what his father had to say to him next, judged based on the thoughtful look he adopted while staring at Gojo. 

“And how fares the season, Satoru? Have you made any progress?”

Satoru wanted to groan so bad, but instead, he straightened in his seat, the smile on his face now simply a facade. “I am confident all will proceed as expected, Father,” he replied, though his tone lacked its usual certainty.

Duke Gojo narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing something amiss. “Are you sure about that?” he probed. “You know very well, Satoru, that your inheritance of the title is contingent upon securing a wife and producing an heir. This is not a matter to be taken lightly.”

The weight of his father’s words hung in the air, pressing down on Gojo with the full force of expectation.  Would it be eccentric if I decided to scream to the heavens right now?

Before Gojo could even formulate a response, his mother, ever the one to steer the conversation, interjected with a delighted exclamation. “Oh, it’s all handled, my dear! Did you not hear? The diamond of the season is arriving a week early to our manor in the countryside!”

All thoughts of screaming himself mute vanished as his mother’s words piqued his interest. Now, this was interesting. You? Spending time with him, under his roof, with no escape? The idea alone was enough to spark a dangerous gleam in his eyes. Satoru almost started cackling maniacally at the thought of pestering you until you broke that oh-so-perfect and uptight demeanor of yours, until you were reduced to exactly what you were: an unruly and highly emotional know-it-all.

One could say Satoru was very bitter about the losses he had bore for that horse race.

As a self-assured smirk started to creep up Satoru’s face, Duke Gojo blinked, surprised by the news. “A week early? That’s quite unusual,” he remarked, turning his gaze back to his son.

Satoru offered a sweet smile. “Yes, unusual indeed.” He knew his parents were well aware of the marital implications of such an arrangement, and he could feel their eyes on him, gauging his reaction.

But Duchess Gojo, satisfied with her announcement, continued with a gleeful smile. “I daresay, it’s all coming together perfectly. Even matchmakers could not have planned it better.”

Indeed, Mother! The prospect grew more delightful with each passing second, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sly grin. You were in for quite the week, and he would relish every moment of ruining your composure.

Yuji leaned in closer, his sharp eyes narrowing as he studied your face. “Sister, did you perhaps neglect the chamber pot today?” he asked, his tone teasing but his gaze serious. “Your expression is quite telling.”

 The carriage, though spacious, felt suffocating with the tension hanging in the air. Your mother sat by the window, her eyes sparkling with what could only be described as gleeful scheming regarding your imminent week at the Gojo manor. You, on the other hand, simmered with barely contained fury, with a pinch of nausea, your thoughts consumed with how you would confront Gojo at the ball you were all headed to. Yuji’s scrutiny only added to your irritation, his amused yet concerned face a stark contrast to your stormy mood. Across from you, Choso couldn’t suppress a snicker at Yuji’s comment, clearly enjoying the exchange.

You snapped, unable to contain your frustration any longer. “Yuji, if you do not cease your incessant prying, I shall see to it that you regret ever opening your mouth!”

Yuji flinched, visibly startled by your outburst. His confidence wavered as he stammered, “I⸺I meant no harm, sister.” He quickly extended his elbow to you, his movements almost robotic in their sudden politeness. “Please, allow me to escort you inside.”

You ignored the offer, your focus already elsewhere. The moment the carriage came to a stop, you heaved yourself off, stepping into the entrance. Grand revelry was before you; many suitors and young ladies were present, necks glittering with diamonds and hands adorned with gloves. Roving your gaze around, you saw him.

The world around you seemed to blur as your gaze locked onto Gojo, everything else fading into the background. A sleazy and handsome grin on his face, definitely talking about some useless nonsense. 

Like a bull seeing red, you marched forward with determined fury, your sights set solely on him. He stood there, the picture of nonchalance, completely unaware of the storm heading his way. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest, your anger propelling you forward with each step. Yuji and Choso exchanged confused glances as they lingered by the entrance, unsure of what had just transpired.

As you closed the distance, Gojo finally noticed you, his usual smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. But there was no time for his usual banter; you were ready to confront him head-on, no matter the consequences.

“What have you done?” you roared, striding towards Gojo. His head turned slowly, an amused and condescending smile creeping across his face. “I know this is⸺”

“Miss Itadori,” a voice hissed, dripping with offense. You turned to see Miss Yuki glaring at you. “Lord Gojo and I were in the midst of a very private conversation.”

You blinked, realizing that in your anger, you had entirely overlooked Miss Yuki’s presence. Though inwardly rolling your eyes, you knew it was best to maintain decorum. You curtsied in apology. “My sincerest apologies, Miss Yuki. I shall leave you both to continue your conversation.”

As you stepped back, giving them respectable space, Miss Yuki side-eyed you with a sharp “hmph!” before turning back to Gojo with a flirtatious smile.

“So, my lord,” Yuki began, her tone coy, “what type of woman would be to your liking?”

Gojo scratched his chin, feigning deep thought as he prepared his response. “Well, Miss Yuki, I would imagine she must be intelligent, accomplished, and⸺” He paused dramatically, taking her hand and kissing the back of it with a slow, deliberate drawl, “⸺and beautiful.”

You suppressed a sigh. Does he never tire of that tiresome gesture? It’s grown exceedingly dull.

Yuki’s pleased grin widened. “And what level of intellect do you find satisfactory, my lord?”

“Well,” Gojo mused, “I would prefer a lady well-versed in calculations. I often find myself making errors in my ledgers late at night, and a wife who could assist would be most valuable. Moreover, I would enjoy engaging in debates on scientific matters.”

Is he seeking a wife or an accountant?

The unusual nature of his request clearly left Yuki taken aback. She blinked, her smile tightening. “Indeed, Lord Gojo, these are rather...uncommon expectations for a wife.” Yuki then hesitated, glancing around as though searching for an escape. “Well, my lord, as intriguing as this conversation has been, I fear I must take my leave. My mother has been awaiting my return, and I would not wish to keep her waiting.”

She curtsied with a strained smile, clearly eager to extricate herself from the awkward situation Gojo’s peculiar standards had created. Without waiting for a reply, she swiftly turned and made her exit, leaving you alone to confront Gojo, who now had an amused look on his face, as if he had purposefully answered that way to ward Miss Yuki off.

You pointed your finger at him, wagging it accusingly as you hissed, “Gojo, I know this was one of your ploys.”

He let out an exaggerated groan, and he dropped all flirtatious pretenses he had adopted when conversing with the other lady. “Ah, yes. Please, by all means, heap more blame upon me for things entirely beyond my control. I derive immense pleasure from being the target of your needless and misdirected fury.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “Whatever do you mean by that?”

With a strained smile, he sighed. “It seems our mothers have taken it upon themselves to orchestrate this entire charade.”

Your hands flew up in exasperation. “I cannot believe this! I would sooner perish than marry you, and heaven help me if I were ever to bear your children!”

“Spare me the theatrics,” Gojo replied, shaking his head as if amused by your outburst. He inclined his head slightly, gesturing toward something in the distance. “We are being observed.”

You followed his gaze and saw, across the dance floor, both of your mothers trying—albeit poorly—to appear inconspicuous as they exchanged furtive glances and whispered behind their fans.

You huffed in frustration, turning back to Gojo. “This is absurd.”

He chuckled softly, his breath warm against your ear as he leaned in closer. “But would it be so terrible to bear my children?” he murmured, his tone teasing yet somehow serious.

Your pulse quickened at his words, but you refused to let it show. You straightened your posture, meeting his gaze with as much poise as you could muster. “I can’t think of far worse fates, my lord,” you replied, a touch of sarcasm lacing your words.

Gojo’s smile widened, clearly undeterred. His hand brushed lightly against your arm, the touch fleeting but enough to send a shiver down your spine.. You felt a slight tremor of awareness course through you, and despite your best efforts, a hint of warmth crept into your cheeks.

He leaned in even closer, his voice a low murmur. “You seem flustered, Miss Itadori,” he said, his breath warm against your skin. “I must admit, the idea of a future with you is… intriguing.”

Flustered and at a loss of witty remarks, you stammered, struggling to find your voice. “I⸺I hardly think that⸺”

Gojo’s smile widened, clearly enjoying your reaction. He gently took your hand, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. His eyes had this sultry expression to them, one that you didn’t need to ponder more than one second to know had no good intentions. 

With that, he released your hand, leaving you standing there, your heart pounding and your cheeks aflame.

Gojo ⸺ 1, You ⸺ 1. 

Choso crossed his arms, his brow furrowing in confusion. “Mother, why are we departing a week earlier than the rest of the ton?”

The carriage rocked gently, the luggage rattling with the motion. You slumped in your seat, weary from the long hours of travel, your thoughts drifting to the comfort of a soft, fluffy bed. Your mother, noticing the beads of sweat forming on your brow, handed you a handkerchief before turning to respond to Choso. “Well, my dear, your sister has caught the eye of Lord Gojo, and his mother has personally invited us to arrive early so that we may become better acquainted.”

Your eldest brother frowned, while Yuji stared vacantly out the carriage window, enraptured by the sheep present on the farm you were passing. “But why should we do so?” Choso pressed, his tone firm. “It is not as though Sister is lacking in suitors. Why should we entertain Lord Gojo’s interest above all others?”

Even in your heat-induced lightheadedness, your attention was drawn to Choso’s defense of you. A flicker of hope ignited in your chest; as the viscount, Choso held considerable authority over your mother, and he could potentially influence the matrimonial decisions made on your behalf.

“Lord Gojo is the most eligible bachelor of the season,” your mother insisted. “We would be foolish not to seize such an opportunity.”

Choso retorted quickly, “And Sister is the most eligible lady of the season. She is the diamond. If Lord Gojo’s eligibility rests on his title, would we not do better to pursue a match with Duke Nanami?”

You silently cheered Choso on, hoping he might sway your mother’s mind away from the ridiculous notion of a match between you and Gojo.

But your mother was not easily deterred. “I am quite set on Lord Gojo, Choso,” she said, her tone brooking no argument. “Your sister seems to have formed a rapport with him, and this is about more than just titles. We must also consider her inclinations.”

Both your mother and Choso turned their expectant gazes upon you, awaiting your response. Flustered and unwilling to directly oppose your mother, you swallowed nervously and nodded. “Whatever you think best, Mother.”

The remainder of the ride was marked by the satisfied smile on Lady Itadori’s face and the glowers⸺yet paired with concerned glances⸺from Choso.

The slowing of the carriage and its turn onto a smooth pathway roused you from the gentle lull of travel. You blinked your eyes open and glanced outside. A magnificent flower bed greeted you, a sea of blues ranging from the palest sky hues to deep indigo. But what truly stole your breath was the manor itself⸺more a castle than a mere country home. Its grandiose structure rivaled Buckingham Palace in regality, with elegant blue spires and stately beige stone walls that seemed to stretch towards the heavens.

The carriage came to a complete halt at the base of a grand staircase, where Duchess Gojo stood waiting, surrounded by footmen and maids all dressed in coordinated baby blue livery. As the carriage door was opened, you, your mother, Choso, and Yuji stepped out into the warm afternoon air.

“Lady Itadori!” Duchess Gojo descended the stairs gracefully, her arms extended in greeting. Your mother met her with an equally warm embrace.

“Your Grace,” your mother replied fondly, her face lighting up with familiarity. The duchess then turned her gaze towards you, her smile gracious and welcoming.

“And this must be our diamond,” Duchess Gojo said warmly, her eyes twinkling.

You offered her a polite smile and curtsied. “Miss Itadori, Your Grace. I am deeply honored by your hospitality.”

She waved off your formality with a flick of her hand. “The pleasure is entirely ours, my dear. We are delighted to have you with us, and I do hope that you and my son will find ample time to get better acquainted before the house party.”

You returned her smile, though unease stirred within you. “Of course, Your Grace.”

Choso and Yuji introduced themselves with the same practiced politeness, and after the formalities were concluded, the duchess clapped her hands together. “Come now, let us take tea. You must be quite fatigued from your journey. I shall have the staff see to your rooms so you may rest after.” She directed the servants to unload the luggage from the carriages and then motioned for you all to follow her into the manor. “To the drawing room!”

As you crossed the threshold into the manor, you were struck by the sheer opulence surrounding you. The high ceilings were adorned with intricate gold and blue detailing, and the walls were lined with endless portraits of the Gojo family. Your gaze was momentarily drawn to a portrait of Lord Gojo himself. The artist had rendered his eyes in a cold, oceanic blue—quite unlike the electric blue intensity they held in person. The painting failed to capture the vitality, and perhaps the insufferable smugness, that characterized his gaze.

You quickly looked away before anyone could notice your lingering stare, hurrying to catch up with your family as you reached a grand set of double doors. Footmen stood at attention as Duchess Gojo led you into a drawing room, elegantly appointed with plush furnishings and laden with trays of sweets.

“Please, make yourselves comfortable,” the duchess urged, gesturing towards the seating. She and your mother settled at a small table near the door, while you and your siblings gravitated toward the couches in the center of the room, where a tempting array of desserts awaited. As you sat down, maids swiftly arranged teacups and began pouring the tea. Yuji and Choso took seats across from you, their expressions reflecting varying degrees of interest—or lack thereof—in the proceedings.

“So, Miss Itadori,” You looked across the room to look at the duchess, who was leaning further to grab at her teacup and take a sip. “How do you find this season?”

“I find the suitors of this season very pleasing and kind, Your Grace,” you sat up fully, placing the scone you were eating down to fully face the duchess. “It has been a very extravagant season; I hope to continue my search to find a suitable match for myself.” Duchess Gojo nodded. “An admirable pursuit, of course. Is a love match what you are searching for?”

Her question hung in the air, and in that instant, you felt the weight of every gaze in the room fall upon you. The most searing of them all, though, was your mother's. You could feel it like a prickling heat against your skin, a silent reminder of the expectations that had been laid out before you long ago.

A love match. The words echoed in your mind, each syllable twisting into a knot of uncertainty. The very idea of love seemed foreign to you—elusive, abstract, something that belonged in novels rather than in the practical world of arranged marriages and alliances. Love was not what you had been taught to seek. No, your upbringing had been grounded in duty, decorum, and the quiet understanding that marriage was a contract, a union of convenience rather than passion.

But how could you say that aloud? How could you tell the duchess—tell anyone—that your dreams did not include the fiery passion of a love match, but rather the comfort of a peaceful arrangement? Your throat tightened, and the words that had once seemed so simple lodged themselves in the back of your mouth, refusing to emerge.

Your mother’s eyes bore into you, filled with unspoken expectations. You knew what she wanted to hear: that you were pursuing love, that you were open to it, that you were the ideal picture of a hopeful young lady seeking her romantic equal. But that wasn’t your truth. Your truth was more complicated, filled with desires for stability, understanding, and a life unburdened by the chaos that love so often seemed to bring.

Your heart pounded in your chest, the beat almost deafening in the sudden silence of the room. What were you supposed to say? How could you balance the delicate line between honesty and propriety?

Your lips parted, but no words came out. Instead, you swallowed hard, the dryness in your throat making it nearly impossible to find your voice. The tension swirled within you, an unrelenting force that made you wish you could simply disappear. What if they could see through you? What if, with one wrong word, they uncovered the truth of what you really wanted—a marriage that was practical, peaceful, and devoid of the complications that came with love?

But that wasn’t something you could admit. Not here. Not now.

You forced a polite smile, hoping it hid the whirlwind of thoughts racing through your mind.

Before the weight of the room could settle further, the heavy double doors swung open with a soft yet deliberate creak. Every head turned in unison, and the air seemed to shift as your savior, Satoru Gojo made his entrance.

His attire was impeccable—a finely tailored waistcoat of deep blue, embroidered with silver thread that caught the light just so, paired with polished boots that gleamed as if they had never touched the ground. Yet, despite the formal attire, there was an air of disarming casualness about him, a kind of effortless elegance that made the room's grandeur seem almost insignificant by comparison.

His damp hair, still tousled from what must have been a recent bath, added an edge to his otherwise polished appearance. Droplets of water shimmered at the tips of his white locks, catching the light as he ran a hand through them. The scent of his cologne, rich and intoxicating, seemed to announce his arrival to you even before he spoke.

He strolled in with an air of ease. “It seems that our guests are finally here!” He moved with an easy grace, crossing the room in a few long strides, bowing slightly to the duchess and your mother before turning his attention to you. His gaze lingered on you for just a moment longer than necessary, a playful glint in his eyes as if he could sense the internal battle you had been fighting mere seconds ago.

“Miss Itadori,” he greeted you with a smile that could have melted the iciest of hearts, “I hope I haven’t kept you waiting too long.”

Your mother’s eyes lit up at the sight of him. “Ah, Satoru! Come, sit with us.” She motioned to the spot next to you with enthusiasm. “Why don’t you and Miss Itadori sit together?”

Choso’s sharp gaze followed him with a hint of suspicion, but he made no objection as Gojo accepted the invitation, seating himself beside you with an infuriatingly confident smile. Yuji and Choso remained on the opposite couch, observing the scene with varying degrees of curiosity and caution.

“Well then,” Gojo began, grabbing an obscene amount of scones to heap on his plate, “I was just at the 

archery range earlier today. Quite the exhilarating sport. I find it sharpens the mind as much as the aim.”

Yuji, ever the admirer of feats of physical skill, leaned forward with interest. “Archery, my lord? That sounds remarkable! I must admit, I’ve always found it to be one of the noblest of pursuits.”

Gojo leaned back into the couch, resting one arm casually behind you on the backrest, his posture the very picture of relaxed confidence. He smiled at Yuji’s enthusiasm and continued, “Archery has long been a favored pastime of mine. It requires precision, patience, and an understanding of balance—qualities I find both necessary and rewarding. I've dedicated many years to perfecting my skill with the bow.”

He paused, allowing a slight, reflective smile to touch his lips. “In fact, just last month, I competed in the annual tournament at Her Majesty’s estate and managed to hit the bullseye in every round. Some of the other competitors remarked that it was almost unnatural, but I assure you, it is merely the result of countless hours spent at the range.”

Yuji’s eyes widened with admiration. “Every round? That’s incredible, Lord Gojo! Your dedication must be unparalleled.”

Gojo shrugged with mock humility, though his eyes glinted with pride. “It’s all in the discipline, really. Once you understand the rhythm of the draw and the release, it becomes second nature. Of course, the challenge is in maintaining that focus while under pressure. But I’ve found that to be the most exhilarating part—especially when the crowd is watching.”

Yuji nodded fervently, clearly enthralled. “I would love to see you in action, my lord! Perhaps you could give me a few pointers one day.”

Gojo chuckled, his gaze shifting to you for a moment before returning to Yuji. “Ah, I’m sure you’d take it quite well, Yuji. Perhaps we could all visit the range together during your stay here.”

 The nonchalant arrogance in his voice, paired with the image of him lording his skill over others, irritated you. You couldn’t resist a small quip, your tone light. “Oh, indeed, Lord Gojo. Your accomplishments are so profound that I fear I might believe you are telling tales. Of course, I wonder with all this focus on archery, do you leave any time for pursuits that require a bit more… finesse?”

Gojo’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly as they met yours, his gaze sharp with understanding. Yet, rather than take offense, he allowed a playful smirk to curl on his lips, his voice laced with teasing intent. “Ah, Miss Itadori, archery indeed requires finesse, I assure you. But perhaps you’d care to test that claim yourself? I’d be more than happy to provide a demonstration.”

As he leaned in closer, you found yourself all too aware of his presence. The scent of his cologne, a warm and intoxicating blend of vanilla and tobacco, filled the air between you, making it difficult to maintain your composure. His face hovered just near enough that you could feel the warmth of his breath as he spoke.

“In fact,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a more intimate tone, “I’d wager that with a little practice, you might find yourself hitting the mark with more than just words.”

His proximity made your heart skip a beat, and you could feel the heat rising to your cheeks. Despite your resolve to remain composed, the effect of his closeness and the quiet intensity in his voice left you momentarily at a loss for words.

Choso, sitting across from you, gave Gojo a sharp look. Meanwhile, Yuji was practically beaming at the prospect of an archery lesson from the lord himself.

You inhaled sharply, trying to steady yourself. “Perhaps,” you replied, your voice more controlled than you expected, though there was still a slight quiver in it. “But I’ve found that words can be just as powerful, if not more so.”

Gojo smirked, his gaze lingering on your face as if savoring the moment. The challenge in his eyes was unmistakable, and you could feel the weight of it, pressing against your own resolve. But you wouldn’t allow him to see just how much he affected you—at least, not yet. 

Despite the warmth in your cheeks and the flutter in your chest, you held his gaze, meeting his playful intensity with your own determined calm.

However, your mother’s voice broke through the spell. “Oh, Your Grace, might we have a tour of the manor sometime?”

Duchess Gojo, clearly delighted to show off her home, nodded eagerly. “Of course! There is a pavilion overlooking our garden where we can play pall-mall, and the library is quite extensive.” Your interest piqued at the mention of the library, and you made yourself a mental note to explore where it was.

Then she turned her gaze towards you, her expression growing more conspiratorial. “And as for Miss Itadori, Satoru has promised to give her a personal tour of the grounds tomorrow after she takes rest today.”

You stiffened at the suggestion, and out of the corner of your eye, you saw Gojo lean in slightly, his mischievous grin widening as he whispered, “I’ll be sure to make it… thorough.”

You couldn’t sleep.

Restless thoughts kept you tossing and turning, denying you any hope of finding solace in slumber. The events of the day had left you drained, and after the conversation in the drawing room, you had collapsed into the plush, inviting bed. Sleep had claimed you almost instantly. But now, in the dark silence of the night, you awoke with a start, your mind refusing to quiet. No matter how you tried, you couldn’t escape the whirlwind of thoughts that stirred within you.

The prospect of the coming days loomed over you, a storm of anxiety brewing. Spending time with Gojo, of all people? Your mother’s insistent push for this potential marriage was unbearable. How could you possibly tell her that you despised the man? The mere thought of being bound to him in matrimony was a nightmare⸺marriage itself was daunting enough, but to an arrogant, loquacious, and insufferably self-assured man like him? It would be nothing short of Hell on earth.

With a frustrated sigh, you rose from bed and rubbed your face, trying to dispel the fog of sleeplessness. Perhaps a visit to the manor’s library⸺the one mentioned during tea⸺would offer some distraction. Grabbing a lantern, you slipped out of your room, treading softly down the stairs and into the main hallway. You moved with the caution of a thief; your mother would surely not approve of your nocturnal wanderings. Her voice echoed in your mind, sharp and reprimanding: “Good things never happen in the dead of night!”

As you opened the library’s grand doors, a soothing fragrance enveloped you⸺the scent of aged paper mingled with a hint of vanilla, a fragrance unique to this room. But what truly took your breath away was the sheer size of the library.

Bookshelves lined the walls, rising two stories high, creating a space that could easily have served as a grand ballroom. Cozy nooks beckoned you to sit, while further exploration revealed tables and armchairs tucked away behind towering shelves. It was a bibliophile’s paradise.

Your eyes roved over the multitude of volumes: ancient ledgers, personal family records, scholarly works on politics, astronomy, and the sciences. Though you did not often indulge in scientific pursuits, you found them fascinating whenever the opportunity arose. One book in particular caught your eye:

Observations on the Planet Venus.

Drawn to the back of the library, you found a large window offering a stunning view of the garden and pavilion, bathed in starlight. You couldn’t resist the allure of the table beside it, where you settled in and began to read.

“The planet Venus is an object that has long engaged my particular attention. A series of observations upon it, which I began in April, 1777, has been continued down to the present time…”

Time slipped away as you became engrossed in the text, the lantern’s light flickering softly as you pored over the meticulous observations and calculations. Your hands were soon stained with ink, evidence of the notes you had been feverishly jotting down on scraps of parchment you had found in a supply cabinet. A good hour or two had passed before you finally leaned back, stretching your tired muscles. You rested your head on your arms, intending to close your eyes for just a moment. Soon, you found that your sleepy brain forced you to reflect and muse upon your life, as a mind often does at three.

What a pity it was that you couldn’t bear the thought of marrying Gojo. If only he were different, you might have lived in this manor, with its perfect library, forever. You could imagine it: waking in the mornings in your fluffy bed, sharing the latest discoveries in astronomy and medicine with your handsome husband…

Truly, what a pity. Your sleep-deprived mind began to conjure an image of this imagined husband—tall, nearly Gojo’s height, with kind eyes and lips that would kiss you gently awake each morning (unlike Gojo’s snark). You envisioned banter over breakfast, late-night rendezvous in the library, and tender embraces in bed…

Before you could delve deeper into your fantasy, the sound of footsteps jolted you back to reality. The tread was deliberate, too similar to your mother’s for comfort, and panic flared within you. Your mind, already muddled with exhaustion, conjured the worst possible scenario—your mother finding you here, in the library where you had no business being at this hour.

Memories of her discovering forbidden books in your childhood flashed before your eyes, and your breath quickened in fear. Rising as quietly as you could, you pressed your hands over your mouth to stifle any sound, creeping toward a bookshelf to hide. But the footsteps drew closer, relentless in their pursuit. You felt like prey, cornered and desperate.

Getting out of your chair as quietly as you could, you squeezed your eyes shut and put both of your hands over your mouth so you didn’t start making audible gasps that would let the person know where you were immediately. Softly⸺but panickedly⸺walking towards a bookshelf, you hid as you traced the footsteps getting closer and closer to you. You tried to walk away from the sound, but it seemed like the person was listening intently for your movements. You couldn’t help but think you were like prey, cornered and desperate.

However, it was all for naught; your heart sank as you realized you had ended up in an alley of bookshelves that were up against the wall, essentially creating a dead end for you. The steps got closer and closer, and you drew yourself closer and closer to the wall. Your eyes was still shut, but you could hear the steps around the corner, coming closer and closer. 

The footsteps were merely a few feet away from you, and in a moment of sheer panic, you blurted out, “I am sorry, Mother⸺”

“Excuse me,” came a voice that was decidedly not your mother’s. Your eyes flew open to find none other than Gojo, his blue eyes alight with offense. “Do I resemble your mother in any way?”

You blinked, struggling to process the sight before you. He was holding a quill, ink, and a stack of notebooks that resembled the ledgers you had seen earlier, along with a plate of scones that looked absurdly sugary.

“I—” you stammered, taking a sharp breath to compose yourself and paused, looking at Gojo⸺who was shooting you a petulant frown⸺take a big bite of his scone. “Your tread was uncannily similar.”

He paused, chewing on a scone with a sulky expression, while you averted your gaze in embarrassment.

When he finished chewing, he cleared his throat. “You must possess rather poor hearing to mistake a man of my stature for a lady.”

You shrugged, still flustered. “Perhaps you have an unusually light step.”

An awkward silence settled between you as Gojo took another loud bite of his scone. You hastened to break it. “It is quite late; I must take my leave. Good night, my lord.”

You bowed your head slightly and moved to leave, but before you could slip past him, he blocked your path, suspicion narrowing his gaze. “What business do you have in the Gojo library at this hour?”

“Nothing of import,” you squeaked.

At the not-very-innocuous tone in your voice, his eyes narrowed further. “Your tone suggests otherwise.” He leaned in, his gaze sweeping over you with exaggerated scrutiny. Noticing the ink stains on your hands, he quipped, “Were you tampering with important records?”

Your heart raced, knowing that he wouldn’t be entirely wrong to suspect you⸺what else would a lady be doing in a library at this hour? It was a no-win situation: confess to reading a book and risk your mother’s wrath, or be accused of something far more serious.

It was best to come clean. “I was merely reading a book,” you confessed. “I can show you precisely where I sat and what I was doing.”

Gojo’s expression softened, but he quickly continued his theatrical suspicion and hmmphed. “Of course. I must be certain that no mischief has been afoot.”

You led him back to the table where you had been reading. He sat across from you, depositing his supplies onto the table with a flourish and leaned back, crossing his arms. Ever the investigator, he watched as you retrieved the book. It bore no resemblance to the Gojo ledgers, which had the telltale blue cover and Gojo insignia, which consisted of six eyes. 

Upon seeing this, he nodded in acknowledgment. “You are exonerated.”

At that, you sighed and clutched your chest. For a moment, you contemplated pleading with Gojo to keep your late library visit secret from your mother but you shot the idea down for two reasons. First, you would never lower yourself to plead with Gojo, and second, Gojo⸺ever the insufferable man⸺would definitely make sure to mention it to your mother and further exacerbate the issue. 

As he began arranging his ink bottles and quills, preparing to work on his ledgers, you took a moment to observe him. He was dressed in casual attire, loose-fitting trousers and a white shirt with several buttons undone, revealing a hint of his chest. Slut.

It took you a moment to realize that he was settling in at your table. You frowned. “I beg your pardon, but this is my spot.”

Gojo looked up from his work, a teasing smile playing on his lips. “My dear, this is my library. Thus, it is my spot.”

You opened your mouth to retort, then closed it in frustration. He was right, after all. The entire manor was his. Your silence seemed to amuse him, as he returned to his ledgers with a smug smile.

Now, you didn’t really know what to do⸺should you go back to your room, or should you stay and continue reading the book? In your indecision, you continued to flip through the pages of the book, particularly because you wanted to finish the conclusion section before going to bed. But you soon felt his gaze upon you, the sound of his quill slowing down.

You didn’t look up. “Might I suggest you cease staring at me? It is quite improper.” “What? Why would I do so? To watch you peruse a tedious romance novel?”

“This is a book on the state of the art of astronomy.” 

“Indeed? I confess, I am surprised.”

Your irritation flared and you whipped your head up to glare at Gojo. “Whatever do you mean by that?”

“I was under the impression that young ladies’ interests lie solely in matters of the heart.”

“So, in addition to gossiping, you are also prone to narrow-minded assumptions?”

Gojo scoffed. “Narrow-minded? It is a simple observation. Both men and women often indulge in fanciful notions of love.”

You scoffed. “Ah, so you hold yourself above other men. What are you, God?”

Gojo ignored your remark. “Those who read such frivolities are seldom engaged in serious thought or the appreciation of true art.”

“Romance allows one to experience love and joy. Does the prospect of happiness through art truly horrify you?” You stood, glaring at him. “Unlike you, my lord, ladies such as myself cannot frequent dubious establishments such as brothels to seek out lovers. Our reputations and futures are at stake.” Gojo began to respond, but you cut him off. “To deny women the solace of love is cruel. It is our only refuge in a world that forces us into unwanted marriages!”

When you were done ranting to Gojo, you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath in. Truly, this man could bother you like no other; only your siblings have caused this much heat on your face due to anger. The only sounds in the library was your rushed breathing, from anger.

Gojo scoffed. “You truly think too much.”

You offered a sharp scoff. "And you, far too little. Even Sukuna Jr. possesses more emotional intelligence than you."

"Do not compare me to that wretched creature," Gojo retorted.

You gasped in disbelief. "How dare you speak of Kuna in such a manner!"

"Then perhaps you should keep him from fouling the air around me!" he snapped.

A sly smile crept across your lips. "He merely knows whom to guard me against."

At reference of That Night, Gojo sighs exhaustedly. “Do you find trouble with the judgments I made that night? None of that was meant for you.”

“Are you quite serious?” You were in disbelief. Does he truly feel no remorse? Frustrated, you ran a hand over your face. “Your words may not have been intended for me, but they were no less cutting. I cannot abide such arrogance, my lord.”

Gojo leaned back, crossing his arms with an air of indifference. “Arrogance or simply honesty? I merely spoke the truth as I see it.”

“Your so-called truth is nothing more than disdain wrapped in wit,” you snapped, feeling your temper rise again. “You speak as though your opinions are infallible, as if you alone have the right to pass judgment on others.”

“I only say what others are too afraid to voice,” he retorted, his tone cool. “If that makes me arrogant, then so be it. But I will not apologize for it.”

“Of course not,” you said bitterly. “An apology would require some measure of humility, and that is something you clearly lack.”

Gojo’s eyes narrowed, his voice growing more clipped. “I fail to see why my opinions should trouble you so much. Perhaps you are simply too sensitive.”

Your anger flared at his dismissive tone. “Or perhaps you are too blind to see the harm your words cause. You claim to be honest, but what you truly are is cruel.”

“Cruel?” Gojo’s voice was sharp now, his composure slipping. “For speaking the truth? For refusing to coddle those who cannot handle it?”

“For refusing to consider the feelings of others!” you countered, your voice rising in frustration. “Not everything is a game or a joke, my lord. Your words have consequences, whether you acknowledge them or not.”

A tense silence fell between you, each of you locked in a stubborn glare, neither willing to yield. Finally, you shook your head, the weight of your frustration pressing down on you. “I cannot do this,” you muttered, turning away. “You are utterly impossible.”

You began to walk away, but Gojo’s voice cut through the silence. “Running away so soon?” There was a hint of something in his tone⸺something almost like disappointment⸺but you dismissed it.

You paused, glancing back at him with a hardened expression. “There is no point in continuing this conversation. You refuse to see reason, and I refuse to waste any more of my time on you.”

Without waiting for a reply, you turned on your heel and left the library, your heart pounding with irritation and anger. As the door closed behind you, you couldn’t shake the feeling of heaviness in your chest. 

prev. the aftermath | next. the game

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a/n gojo the type to hit ur g spot every ti---WHAT WHO SAID THAT?

anyways yes we r getting (sort of) freaky in the next chapter (gojo busts in his pants seeing reader's ankles /j)

gojo when reader thought he was her mama

also tysm for all the asks, and comments, and love you guys have shown me. super motivating that you guys are enjoying the story and propels me to write more <3

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Fandom Meme III

Procrastination can make one surprisingly productive - just not in the things one “should” do, apparently. ^^;;

Here’s that one part of the meme that I definitely wanted to post separately, because the content is quite dicey.

You know, there happen to be some subjects that have been grinding my gears for quite a long time by now - and, frankly, I felt the need to vent.

And no, I really couldn’t be arsed to dial down my manner of expression this time, just to keep up apprearances - so this might be moderately to very offensive to some, especially since some of the expressed views might be considered “controversial”, at least according to Tumblr standards.

Not my problem, though! You don’t need to read this, you know.

Hey, there aren’t even tags here (as ppl are wont to do when they post stuff that is intended as more “private” type of content), so I guess if you do happen to read this anyway, you are either someone that happens to know me on a more personal level, are simply curious, or you just want to be offended (as so many on this hellsite) - in the case of which: You’re welcome!

If you, however, want to waste your time being a cheeky little brat about it, then I might suggest you to please consider a variety of far more productive activities, such as choosing an actually interested audience for your diatribe, like your potted plant, for instance.

Thank you very much!

P.S.: Tags are as usual - @mikeilo & @aikoiya (but pls do not reblog this post ^^;;)

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A PAIRING YOU HAVE NEVER LIKED AND PROBABLY NEVER WILL

Basically, it’s this formula that makes me really dislike a pairing:

*insert OTP character* / any other character than the one I ship him / her with

Quite frankly, I’m allergic to any of these!

I’m prone to jealousy irl, so you can't expect that trait to magically vanish when it comes to fiction.

Anyway, there are some pairings, though, that I harbour a special hatred for, such as:

Ozai / Zuko / Azula,   Ursa / Zuko / Azula, or Zuko / Azula  - This is disgusting - wtf is wrong with you!?

Snape / Harry aka “snarry” - Because nothing’s as “romantic” as a grown-ass man making out with an underage boy, amirite!? Perhaps, your local priest might agree!?

Snape / Hermione - Same reasons as above. And no, both being studious bookworms is no excuse. Pedo!

James Potter / Lily Evans - other than being a rival to my OTP, I really, really can’t stand the Potter dude

Frodo / Sam - What is this mysterious concept of friendship amongst men!? And who is this Rosie Cotton the Gamgee chap keeps talking about!?

Mairon / Celebrimbor - *rolls eyes*

Mairon / Melkor - or “Angbang”, as this abomination is called. I. Just. LOATHE. this. ship!!!

By all means, whenever I come across any of the above-mentioned ones, I’d really like to call the pest control …

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ARE THERE ANY FANDOM TRENDS OR CLICHÉS THAT YOU JUST CAN’T STAND OR ARE SICK OF?

Ah, here we go…

Sad / Tragic Endings

Thanks, but no thanks! (also see next point)

Post-apocalyptic worlds and Dystopias (aka the “current affairs” topic)

I have grown really averse to these themes over the past years.

Sorry, but there is so. much. shit. going on in real life, so much pain and darkness millions of people are subjected to every day - humanity most certainly does not need further depressing scenarios to be dragged down by (looking at you, George R. R. Martin), but rather desperately needs uplifting things to help it imagine a better future. Sadly, the latter is a terribly rare thing nowadays - especially in Sci-Fi.

Folks, you can do better than that!

Elitist propaganda - e.g. anything pro-monarchy / aristocracy / classism / hierarchy / social darwinism

Unfortunately, fandom is basically an elitist circle jerk, so there is hardly any avoiding of that particular kind of crap.

There is no such thing as a “legitimate king / queen” - no one is inherently better than the rest, let alone has a “right” to rule over anyone - especially if we’re talking about completely unwarranted and ludicrous reasons such as fucking bloodlines! Is that so hard to grasp!?

The concept of the so-called “Chosen One” is every bit as ridiculous, imho!

Pushing your idiotic PC ideology on characters, as well as other fans (such as unnecessary racebending, uglifying characters, etc.)

I hate this in general - like, a lot … especially if it’s done for “woke”, pseudo-moralistic purposes.

How many boxes did you tick today? Did you fulfill the quota? Yes!?

Your status has now been upgraded to Good Person™, and a glittering, rainbow-coloured halo has been given to you as a reward.

Ugh!

the Fridging Trope

Overused and annoying is very mildly put…

Femininity itself, and female gender roles being portrayed as “wrong”, “inferior”, and something no woman can EVER possibly, genuinely want for herself.

Ugh, this shit drives me up the fucking wall!

So, you think women like this are brainwashed!?

Well, then let me assure you that the sentiment is definitely mutual … because same goes for you - at least for assuming such nonsense!

See, the difference between us is that I, for one, wouldn’t even dare to make such presumtions about your personal choices in the first place - because I actually do believe that people are smart enough to figure out for themselves what they want, and what is good for them - instead of this condescending and patronizing shite. And yes, even if it is something I, personally, can’t understand, or disagree with!

Because, you know, it’s not my life. I couldn’t care less what you do with yours, as long as you leave others tf alone.

People hating on female characters that are very feminine (in looks and nature).

I distinctly remember the sheer amount of hate Arwen got back in the day when LotR came out - amongst others for not being as “badass” as Eowyn (despite her assuming Glorfindel’s role in the rescue of Frodo in “Fellowship” - as opposed to the book).

Guess what, there are different types of strength that people can have - other than the physical and fighting variety. Hers was an indomitable heart - a type of strength commonly associated with femininity, so I’m not surprised this gets overlooked (especially by the likes of you).

Today, it’s even worse, as this has, unfortunately, become the dominant mindset.

Female characters being shown as inferior to, or dominated by the male ones - or vice versa, which has become a trend of late.

Again, is the concept of equality so hard to comprehend!?

Not sameness, mind you, but being of equal worth - with all their gender-specific and individual traits.

The assumtion that a pairing that contains a villain (male or female, doesn’t matter) must have an abusive relationship pattern

So much for the complexity of human beings & relationships …

Too great emphasis on the sexual aspect of the relationship

This is not about the healthy expression of affection, mind you, … but love isn’t just about coital activities, you know.

Some things are best left being alluded to, and not shown in too great detail. Just my two cents.

Threesomes / Love Triangles / Polyamory / Cheating

Definitely not my cuppa …

S&M, kinks and other forms of sexual degeneracy

Do whatever you like - it’s your life, but I still find the very thought revolting.

It also disturbs me that the so-called daddy kink has become so prevalent amongst people in fandom nowadays, that it has even informed the common vernacular.

There are so many posts about a male character that someone finds hot, where said character is referred to as “Daddy” - and, even worse, some cases where others are exposed to some diligently described DDLG fantasies on top.

I really don’t mind, if someone means this in the sense of “future father of my children”, if they’re so inclined, but to portray this as a father-daughter sort of dynamic … Fucking gross! What are you!? The lost hellspawn of Aerys Targaryen!? And if we’re already at it - the Lannisters send their regards, too.

Which brings me to…

Pedophilia (such as shotacon and lolicon), incest, m-preg, bestiality

That’s. Just. Plain. SICK!

Please get help!

yaoi / shonen-ai / slash  -  as well as “Zwangsverschwulung”

i.e. the German expression for an especially insufferable breed of fangirls turning virtually every character into an object of their “gay” fetish.

Unfortunately, there are some really skilled artists amongst these pests - I’ll give ‘em that. What a waste of talent, though!

Then, there is the compulsive need to shove it down the throat of absolutely anyone (under the pretense of “activism”, at that), and the insults and far-fetched accusations that ensue if someone dares to dislike their precious yaoi … when in truth they’re nothing but sanctimonious and self-congratulatory little cunts that confuse tolerance & support with their urge to get off to the above-mentioned fetish.

Fun Fact → not liking these things  ≠  homophobia

And now on to the, perhaps, most unpopular opinion on that matter:

Even if there was… So fucking what!?

You cannot dictate people how they have to feel about something. That is THEIR responsibility, and theirs alone - NOT yours!

The actions are what is truly of importance here - not how someone privately feels about the subject in question!

Someone can, on a personal level, think these things are problematic, or even wrong - due to religious belief, or whatever(and they are allowed to do so) - and still be respectful and, yes, supportive about other peoples’ right to live their lives the way they feel is right.

After all, that is what tolerance is really about, isn’t it!? It’s not about the forcible coordination of feelings, thoughts, and (expressed) opinions.

But, I guess, it’s a waste of effort trying to explain this to the kind of ppl here on this website, who are so keen on achieving “Gleichschaltung” (or else…).

People on here just love to blow things out of proportion, make them appear worse than they actually are, or even misconstrue them entirely - and they especially love to play the fucking Internet Gestapo.

[areislol]

I could potentially see babysitting a baby as a random daily quest. Maybe reader gets a commission or a close friend needs them to care for their baby for the day. Reader doesn’t know how so enlists the help of others. Perhaps genshin men such as: Childe, Thoma, Diluc, and Itto? Gender-nuetral readers tend to be my preference. If you want to write genshin women as well, maybe: Barbara, Keqing, Xiangling, and Xinyan? Just offering ideas, it’s up to you who and how many to write. Have a nice day.

ft — childe, thoma, diluc, itto warnings — just chaos :) a/n — i am in horrible pain. i was finishing up childe's one(didn't finish the rest yet) n chrome literally updates so all my work is, poof.. anyways, enjoy!! <3 make sure to take care of yourself!! Also im so sorry for postponing everything, i’ve been procrastinating and i did a sci and eng exam and it was overall really stressful and it has been really busy. I’ve also been playing genshin more often(someone help me defeat raiden cuz wtf??)

recommend listening to: heaven can wait - michael jackson

childe x reader

now getting commissions wasn't something that just occurred monthly, but rather DAILY

so when a lady who had two toddlers asked you to babysit them for her as she had to go somewhere for a few days you couldn't just say no!

that poor lady looked like she really needed a rest and when you agreed the woman's face and eyes lit up as she continuously thanked you and cried.. happy tears?

you had absolutely NO experience with taking care of kids so this was kind of exciting to do

you knew that if you didn't ask for help, you were going to end up looking(and feeling) like that woman :(

so yes, you called for childe and here he is.. looking unusually happy..

"childe you look so happy.." "well im with my best friend so..!!"

you two both walk over to where the woman's house was and as soon as you knocked on the door the poor lady opened it almost immediately and she looks so relieved to see you

but obviously didn't see childe

"oh thank archons! thank you for being here.. i'll make sure to pay you well!!"

the woman rushes out holding her basket and bag in her hands

childe turns to you as you looked right back at him, shrugging you and childe walk into the house

when you walked into the house, you expected to witness a messy and a very unorganized room but instead you were met with a rather clean and modest room

it was nothing like what you imagined..

you and childe walked into the house and decided to just look around for now

while walking around you both heard giggles, loud. giggles.

the moment you two heard the giggles you froze

"was that a giggle?" "sounds more like a cackle to me" ".."

yes, you slapped childe

and yes childe pouted while rubbing his cheeks

did you feel bad for him? ... maybe(not)

anyways

you and childe walk towards the sound of the giggles and open the door

there, two children stood on the bed, they were jumping and were laughing

they turned to face you and childe and grinned

"they're here!" they say while looking at each other and then jumping off the bed

they run towards you and grab onto your legs

"mommy said that people were going to be here!! are you people?" "ah.. yes, but we have names you know!"

you two spend like 5 minutes running around trying to catch the children who were running away and eventually catch them

childe gets hit in the process.

and you laugh at him

and so does the children.

you took the kids outside for a walk and obviously childe came with you

the children kept on running away and trying to catch the butterflies and that results in childe having to run and stop them

while you're there just watching everything

when it was dinner time, you and childe were bickering about what to give them

you nor childe knew how to cook. so childe went out to buy some food - not for children food*

when childe gave them the food they went HYPERACTIVE, running around and screaming

at this point you and childe were used to it so you two just laid back for like 5 minutes before eventually getting up and getting the kids

at the end of the day you and childe look absolutely exhausted and distraught

when the mother finally came back you opened the door quickly and said your goodbye's

you grabbed childe and ran

the woman didn't even say her thanks, nor her gift for you taking care of her children

"y/n! what are you doing-" "shut childe, we need to get away from that devil house!"

"devil house, you mean that house where we had to babysit those demons?" "YES!"

you and childe never want to experience that ever again. you still love kids those, just not.. extremely hyperactive and crazy kids

childe would also laugh whenever the child fell or cry, that results in childe getting whacked behind his head <3

there was also a time where you were taking a nap with the kids and they feel asleep right beside you and you too, fell asleep

when childe came back he witnessed something that he never knew would make him blush and make his heart swell

that very moment childe swore to protect you forever, well he always did.

maybe he wants to start a family with you?

thoma x reader

thoma is 100% good at babysitting, trust me on this one

if you didn't know that, well now you do!

thoma is a house keeper, what do you expect???

anyways, today your friend decided to take a break and go adventure out for maybe 3-5 days

she also asked you if you could babysit her child, you were the only person she could trust after all

"hey y/n, im going to take a break off work and go adventure out near inazuma - and in that case i need you to babysit my kid, is that okay with you? you're the only person i trust so.."

"oh- uh, sure! no problem :)"

will she pay you though-

how could you say no to your friend who've helped you so much?

and not to mention her cute baby <3

which!! you're going to be babysitting!!

lets cut to the chase, you go over to your friends house and they invite you in - after a few minutes of chatting your friend leaves for their adventure and leaves you with the baby

after staring at the baby you realize that there’s no turning back now and that you have to deal with.. it

you sigh as you think about a way to maybe ask for help as you don’t know anything about babysitting nor anything that is related to babies

that was when you realize that thoma’s free today!!

you get up and pick up the baby, you struggled finding a comfortable position to hold the baby so you stuck with holding it with one hand as you secure the baby with your other hand

you walk fastly to where thoma said where he would be and to your luck, thoma was standing outside picking up flowers

you smiled as you thanked the gods, you yell out thoma’s name and wave at him - thoma looks up and is surprised to see you running towards him while holding a… baby?

“thoma! over here!!”

thoma drops the flowers he was picking and runs towards you while smiling

even when thoma had a bad day or whenever he’s not feeling it, just seeing you makes his day

“what are you doing out here y/n? you know how dangerous it is out here.. And also, why do you have a baby?”

you explain everything to thoma and ask if he could help with babysitting

thoma (obviously) accepts your help and invites you inside the home he’s taking care of

“ah, thanks thoma! I appreciate your help :)” “no worries y/n! always happy to help”

thoma then explains to you everything that you need to know and to his “surprise”, you still dont understand so he makes it his mission to teach you everything

he teaches you how to change the baby's diaper which you both hate but still have to do anyway

thoma teaches you how to make baby formula(?? If that’s even possible) along with baby food

taking care of this baby for a few days was no easy job, as it involves the baby refusing to take a shower - which ends up with you and thoma chasing the baby around the bathroom as it runs literal BUTT NAKED

after catching the baby you settle the baby down while thoma grabs the bucket full of warm water and gets ready to wash the baby

it was a cute little experience while washing the baby, but what made you red most of the time there was that how domestic the act was, it felt like thoma and you were like actual parents and the thought of thoma being your husband made you smile and giggle

“what are you giggling about y/n?” “huh-? giggling? im not giggling..” “pfft- sure you’re not”

it was honestly a mess trying to feed that damn baby, the baby kept on swatting the spoon away which caused the food to be flung everywhere and cause a big mess

“and here comes the- ah! you just swatted the spoon away!” “y/n, it’s okay, we can clean this up!” “sure sure…”

you secretly despise the baby though im not sure about the “secretly” part..

thoma was the one doing most of the work, cleaning the babies mess, changing the diaper, cooking the meals and washing the baby with you

though taking care of this baby wasn’t as fun as you thought it would be, you still enjoyed the experience! and it was all thanks to thoma :)

the way thoma looked so concentrated while trying to feed the baby, the way he ACTUALLY looked like he was a father made your heart flutter

this was too cute for you, and the way thoma allowed the baby to chew on his clothing made your heart hurt even more(IN A GOOD WAY.)

seeing the drool was a bit disgusting, other than that every act that thoma did made your heart go absolute crazy

What you didn’t know was that thoma was thinking the same exact thing!! even if you don’t like babies and all, you still cared for the baby despite it being a whole menace.

and thoma too, blushes at the thought of you two being parents and the thought of you two.. having a child..

you two can figure that out on your own.

diluc x reader

diluc is a very wise man

he knows how to fight(abyss mages n hilichurls), wipe wine glasses and pour people grape juice /hj

today, you got a commission from who you assume was a single mother as she commissioned someone(you) to take care of her kids as she was too busy with work and no one was there to help her look after and that she couldn’t trust anyone except for the adventures in the adventurers guild

you immediately accepted because you felt bad for the mother and decided to babysit them just for a day

you told diluc about the whole commission and how excited you were to babysit a cute little baby but diluc said otherwise.

“and i just bet the baby’s going to be so cute and all!! right , diluc??” “hm, well that depends on how old the baby is.. and sure it might be cute but trust me y/n, you won’t like babysitting at all.”

??? what do you mean diluc >:(( babies are so adorable and fun to take care of!! right..?

well everything changed when you went to fetch the kids and saw everything shredded into pieces, paper, parts of pillows and their TOYS.

absolutely not.

you just grabbed that baby and ran.

you went to diluc and you explained what you saw

“well, what did i say y/n?” “shush.”

you put the baby down on a stool as you and diluc just stared at the baby, judging it ofc.

“what do we do now?” “I dont know.. you’re the one who took the commission” “WHAT WAS I SUPPOSE TO DO?”

moving on.

diluc went out to get some baby supplies(some towels and some toys..)

you just stayed in the tavern with the baby, you were trying to play with it but the baby would not budge at all. you wanna hold their chubby hands? absolutely not i’ll whack your hands away, you wanna coo the baby while poking their cute little chubby cheeks? I dont think so.

what did you deserve to deserve such treatment…

once diluc came back he was immediately met with a sad looking y/n :(

“y/n? Is everything alright?” “no. no, everything is not alright - this baby keeps on swatting my hands away and they’re hurting my feelings.. my heart is hurting ;(“ “...”

diluc sets everything down and grabs the baby, diluc looks at the baby while the baby looks at him too - honestly, you didn’t know who had the most menacing look, diluc and the baby looked too similar, their facial features looks almost identical. not their actual features - the look on the face looked similar.

they both had a face of an angry cat.

you started smiling like a mad man like damn

“ahem, it’s almost lunch time.” “hm? oh right.”

you nor diluc knew how to cook, diluc knew how to cook some food but he wasn’t an expert in making dishes, you, like diluc knew how to make a few dishes but nothing more

at this point you and diluc are panicking over what the baby should and shouldn’t eat

You and diluc finally settled on the dish “Teyvat Fried egg” - it seemed appropriate enough for a baby

Honestly, diluc was extremely worried for the babies health, though this one was a bit loud and annoying - diluc has a soft spot for babies and it’s no different to this baby.

The baby couldn’t eat the food on his own so you had to feed the baby, giving it the “here comes the airplane, say aaaaah” but obviously, the baby swatted your hand away

If you weren’t hurt before, you’re hurt now.

Diluc notices your sad expression and *gently* pushes you aside, he couldn’t bear seeing your sad face so he took it upon himself to feed this baby on his own without this *stupid* baby making you sad

“Uh, here comes the airplane??” AND GUESS WHAT??? The baby opens its mouth.

Now you’re done fr

“???diluc???” “????howdidthatworkwtf??”

After the baby is done eating, diluc grabbed a tissue and whipped the pieces off the babys cheeks

You cleaned the plates and went over to diluc only to see the baby sleeping on top of diluc and OH MY GOD??

Pls marry me <3 that’s all i ask for like PLEASE

Right there and then, diluc looked absolutely peaceful. and handsome ofc

Diluc actually looked like a tired and worn out dad who has a baby sleeping on top of him and the sight is just: mwa

You smile softly and went to grab a blanket to cover up diluc and the baby

You decided to sleep with them and so you slept right beside diluc

(and you subconsciously grab hold of his arm and then diluc went stiff and more romance stuff)

After the very peaceful nap you woke up and see that diluc nor the baby is there, you panic for a second but after hearing the sound of a baby laughing and a groan you relaxed for a bit

You sat up and walked over to where the sound came from - you then saw a very unhappy diluc letting a baby jump on his stomach

“Diluc…?” “y/n! uhm. enjoy your nap..?” “uh.. yea yea..”

To say the least it was very fun to watch the baby bully diluc but it wasn’t fun to run around just to catch a damn baby who kept on laughing like a demon.

itto x reader

Uhm, first of all, why would you even ask him for your help???

But nonetheless, you HAD to as everybody else declined your help(they were too scared to babysit a literal DEMON(a baby.)??), but who said yes to you? ITTO!! cuz.. He.. likes you..

You were kind of sad because people were refusing to help you EVEN THOUGH YOU HELPED THEM IN THE PAST???

But once itto agreed to help you, you immediately hugged itto tightly and oh my god

He was smiling like a MAD MAN, and of course he hugged you even more tightly <3 itto was almost squeezing the life out of you..

The first thing you and itto did was research how to take care of a kid, surprising isn’t it? Itto’s actually learning!!

(no hate to itto ofc..)

Once you and itto learnt the basics of taking care of a kid you and itto went to where the mother’s place was meant to be

You knocked on the door while itto just stood behind you awkwardly, wouldn’t it be weird if some woman saw a 6-7 foot tall man whose chest is out behind a young person?

*knock knock* “hello? Anybody home?” “y/n- is it really a good idea for me to be here…” “you wanted to help me right?” “well- yes but-” “ah, hello! Im guessing you’re the person who’s going to take care of my kid righ-””............”

ANYWAYS. You and itto get into the house while the mother said her goodbyes and left.

You both look around to find the kids but fail to see anything. That is until you and itto heard a loud thump

?? “what was that.” “no clue, LETS GO INVESTIGATE!!”

You and itto find a kid who has fell off a bed, and some how it wasn’t crying, weird.

You went to grab the kid and make sure that they weren’t injured at all, itto on the other hand just stood there doing absolutely nothing, just watching you skim and scan the kid

“They’re all good” “thank god..?” “yes, yes thank god”

You held the kid while walking out with itto, you decided to sit down for a bit because of all the walking, it was tiring. And of course itto sat beside you, not that you care because honestly, his big bulky figure was enough to make you feel secure but also intimidated

At some point itto said that the kid looked “uncomfortable” and that he would go and get a toy for the kid

“yyy/nnnnnnn””what is it itto?” “that kid looks a bit uncomfy - i’ll go get a toy for him!!” “is it really needed, itto?” “are you trying to say that the one and oni itto is not right?!?!” “...”

Anyways itto went and somehow got a toy for the kid. It was a onikabuto bug toy

And the baby actually liked it!!! Who wouldn’t anyways..

It was time for lunch and you and itto had to make food, you knew how to make some specialties but they weren’t for kids, itto on the other hand, knew nothing.. He just never really had the chance to cook, okay!!

You made the only thing you knew how to make, egg rolls.

It was quite simple and it wasn’t that bad for the baby, once done itto was sitting on the table with the baby on his lap - itto looked like he was the most hungry, eyes staring into the egg rolls soul

You sat down and wanted to feed the baby BUT itto gently swatted your hand away before saying “Because you’ve cooked, i think I, the ONE and ONI itto should feed the baby!!” “if you say so…”

You was kind of sad that you couldn’t feed the baby, you wanted to see the baby chomp down on its food but you guess not(you can still see that but yk, you wanted to do it yourself, guess baby fever hit you real hard)

After the baby was down eating, itto gently smacked the baby back so the baby could burp and do whatever - to be honest, you were surprised that he remember that but just seeing itto do so made you blush profusely, this stupid(cute) oni >:((

You and itto sit down and itto still had the baby in his lap, gently bouncing his leg just to hear the baby’s giggle, it was a very cute sight to see

Itto handed you the baby because he was afraid he would hurt the baby as the baby started to squirm, once you held the baby you cradled, it was almost 9 pm so you decided to rock the baby to sleep and it worked!!

You smiled softly as you looked down at the baby’s face- they looked so peaceful sleeping and looked kinda of angry too(LMFAO)

You got up and went to the baby’s room, gently putting the baby down and making sure that they were comfortable and safe - once down making sure you went out of the room and made sure to close the door quietly

You were then scared by itto who was waiting outside the door

*sighs* “i hope they’ll be fin- AH! I-itto!! What are you doing?” “what do you mean “what am i doing”? Im waiting for you duh!”

You walk out of the hallway and itto follows you like a puppy, you lay down on the couch and god, the couch was so comfy to sleep on!! Itto sat on the couch, you put your legs on ittos lap and itto just lays back and sighs

Though this day was very tiring, you were very happy that itto was there to help you - without him, well.. Things wouldn’t have been as good as today.

But the thing is..

itto could not shut up about how you and him were like a married couple. *hint hint..?*

“And and!! We were like a couple!! A cool one of course.” “uh huh..” “AND! Im the most coolest out of everyone” “:(“ “a-and you too!! You’re cooler than.. *cough* me *cough*”

You’ve done it y/n. ITTO SAID YOU WERE COOLER THAN HIM!! Achievement unlocked.

(but you and itto are both cool together so dw abt him)

note: if you would like to be added to the genshin taglist pls just ask me!! dont be shy <3

taglist: @tomansimp @one-offmind @miitchiji liking + following + reblogs are very much appreciated!! another note: sagau x reader fic coming very soon!! also event too.. im deciding what to do, the current event idea just doesn’t sit right with me..

[washymylifeaway]

Haikyuu fanfic recs for ones I liked hehe

EDIT: I made a pt 2

Anyway, as the title suggests, I am recommending some fanfics for popular(ish) ships that I personally really enjoyed! I’m only doing one or two fics per ship (which in hindsight is KILLING me so I’m just putting the first fics I find and am like I really liked that one LOL) because I wanted to do a shorter fic rec list (tho watch this become super long LOL). I also may or may not be procrastinating finishing a couple other long posts, so there’s that hehe. For the (kinda but not really) public consensus for best fics per ship (by kudo count) check out some of my other posts. Also I’m putting some ships I don’t actually read much of (OOPS LOL) so if you think that there’s a fic that fits my type (if I even have a consistent type) better, pls tell me LOL. Otherwise, pls continue heh :)

As always, pls check WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARIES for fics before reading to make sure you’re taking care of yourselves (since mental health is key!) and stay healthy!

IwaOI:

The Loyalty of a Traitor by DeathBelle (E) 76.9k // ok so does me liking this fic make me basic cause I feel basic LOL. I really love mafia fics, and the way the story line developed was SO good, like IN LOVE with this story. This is a fic where you should read WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARY before diving in, but if the length scares you, don’t be. It’s so easy to fall in and get lost in the writing!

the courtship ritual of the hercules beetle by kittebasu (chanyeol) (T) 66.3k // again, basic? Probably LOL but it’s good so I have no shame ;) Again, pls don’t let the word count scare you (cause it scared me LOL), you get really into it after like 2 paragraphs, so just make sure you have enough time to finish hehe.

KuroKen:

Thicker Than Blood by kylar (M) 91.4k // are you surprised that there is another mafia one? You really shouldn’t be LOL. Anyway, I’ll just be here pushing my mafia fanfic agenda while you read this monster of a fic hehe :) Definitely read WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARY because there is some very sensitive topics involved! I also adore the oibokuroo friendship headcannon, so more reasons to read, right?

Liked, Commented and Subscribed by Royal Society of Pandas (Abarcelos) (T) 45.7k // this fic is SO funny omg. I read it and I had to stop so many times just to laugh because I could not stop sometimes LOL. However, there IS angst towards the end, it gets resolved, but it’s still there... But honestly, it just adds such depth and flavor to the fic, so pls read it!

BokuAka:

bang! now we're even by Authoress (M) 11.9k // so I’ll be honest, I don’t read a lot of BokuAka (...oops?) and so I wouldn’t consider myself as the best person to be recommending fics for this ship (in general too LOL).... ANyway, I love myself some good spy AUs (was gonna put that IwaOi spy AU but the LIMIT), and Akaashi in a dress? Like the tags might state, what more do you need? The characters are done beautifully, and the story development is SO good, so I give you all my humble BokuAka rec.

Crisis Converted by valiantarmor (M) 60k // man do I really love fighting in my fics LOL. This was super good and the plot itself kept me really engaged (what a twist omg). It does talk a bit about mental health issues, but it’s done so well, and they really did this AU justice!

DaiSuga:

How to Manage by SuggestiveScribe (E) 39.3k // ok so yea yea we established, I’m basic, BUT can you blame me? This might’ve been one of the first DaiSuga’s I’ve read and I have no regrets. Literally, this fic series is one of my favorites, so OF COURSE I had to add it somewhere :D Honestly, I don’t even think you need to read the first one to understand what’s going on, but I would just cause it has some funny DaiSuga moments too ;) This is explicit for PWP, so proceed with caution~~

Add New Contact by booksong (G) 8.5k // this one! It’s so cute and poor Daichi LOL. He really out here doing the most,,, Anyway, we love tech Suga, and a nice dash of snarky tsukki (LOL is he salt, yes yes he is). It’s very fluff and pine, so if you want to read Daichi having gay panic like 24/7, go right ahead LOL. 

SakuAtsu:

Burden of Blame by DeathBelle (E) 91.2k // ummmm, haha what, another mafia AU? Me, predictable? Noooo, never..... Anyway, this one was so freakin’ good like, love it so much! It’s one of my favorite mafia AU fics, and I love the story line progression. Poor Atsumu being dragged into this mess, but it’s okay because THEY are IN LOVE. Honestly, this fic is Atsumu best boy like he is the best boy. BEST BOY.

Notte Stellata by awkwardedgeworth (T) 20.9k // I ignored all of the other fics I LOVE in this ship (like the pain I’m in rn), but I love this fic with my whole heart. Like I have reread this fic multiple multiple times because I love it so much (tho I might’ve skipped the angst a couple of times cause I didn’t want the pain okay?). I keep coming back, and the second fic in this series is SO funny and cute and I love it here. Please read it, it’s so FREAKING good, angst and ALL.

KyouHaba:

Team Mom by All_My_Characters_Are_Dead (T) 2.7k // so as I was going through this tag (because that’s what I do LOL), I remembered this fic and I love it. Like yes Yahaba is the fear factor and yes Kyoutani is the DAD. I really like the team dynamics in this one, and the first years make me laugh pls.

Camellias by kiyala (T) 1.9k // IK you’re all like, you’re missing such great fics, like no I’m not I just made myself hate myself by limiting fics to two per,,, I love this fic and when I starting looking for this ship, it was the first one I thought of hehe. I really love magic and their interactions are so cute and the PLANTS ARE DOING THE MOST. Pls read both in the series, cause domestic KyouHaba is best KyouHaba ngl LOL. I love the plants, and if you read the second one, someone tell the trees to stop bullying Yahaba.

MatsuHana:

This gets annoying fast, Makki by Ink_stained_quills (G) 2.3k // IM IN LOVE WITH THIS FIC PLS I COULD NOT STOP CRYING TEARS OF LAUGHTER. This AU needs more fics PLEASE. It was SO freakin’ funny and the other teams KILLED ME. Like how they all approached the problem differently and how some of them (KUROO) asked for help LOL. Please this is so freaking funny go read it.

boiled frogs by reginagalaxia (E) 91.5k // I told myself I was gonna put my most angsty fics on another post (which I will for my other favorite MatsuHana angst fic which I love), but this fic. Omg I saw it and I was like I have to. Literally I have to. I hate angst, but read it. It, the, plot, omg, I jjfnsfknalkjdnf ljksan. Like I’m not sure you understand. This fic. asjfjfsadnldjb. I never thought I could hate a character SO MUCH,,,, like SO MUCH. READ TAGS, WARNINGS, AND SUMMARIES because some serious stuff really goes down. Bless Iwa-chan.

SunaOsa:

Accidentally in Love by pancake_surprise (T) 19.6k // JOSE CUERVO strikes. I love this fic and all the chaos in it. The way they were supposed to be the responsible couple (of friends LOL),,, sike. This one is only a slight angst and it’s mostly love and fun :) Also technically this is no longer the first fic in the series, but I’m still putting this one cause the other one is SakuAtsu orientated hehe :)

Spring Secrets by DeathBelle (T) 3.8k // Seasons might be one of my favorite (as all things also seem to be) series of all times. I don’t like rerecommending fics I’ve already said to read, which is why I’m not yelling at you to go read a certain other fic (which is my life and blood). Anyway, this fic series is all fluff barely angst (maybe that’s why I like it) but it’s so freakin good pls read it all ahhhhhh.

Komori/Suna (what is their ship name):

I wish to live in a world by hatsuna (T) 24.8k // ok ngl this fic was so sad and relatable? Like I was like wtf why are you making me cry rn even though like I shouldn’t be? My heart? Pain. (Hotel? Trivago.) Technically, this is END GAME but the main pairing is kinda SakuAtsu???? Something of the sort, but also their relationship (Komori and Sakusa) is written so well and idk guys I think you need to read this fic rn.

Ah the two fic limit hurt me, but fear not I am making ship specific rec posts (LOL I’m so dramatic), so if you wanted more of a ship,,,, its a coming hehe. And yes I did say I’m making an angsty fic rec post, but we’ll see if it gets finished before I side-track with posts like these LOL.

[jjungkookislife]

i just finished reading tongue like candy and i was going to look for a part 2 on your blog when i saw your pinned post and i have to apologize because i am one of those people who often only leave a like on posts and don't comment or reblog for reasons that my brain has justified as being okay BUT i think that has started to change and this is one way i can carry on with changing my mindset and interacting with others on here ..

sooooo i thought i should make this to show my appreciation for you ,, you very kind ,, wonderful ,, talented soul .. here goes a very long overdue ask driven by pure determination, procrastination, and sleep-deprivation (nursing school things) .. did i whip out google docs for this? maybe.. maybe not.. 👀

i have been following your blog for probably about two or three years now i think the first fic/series i ever read was your ot7 series let me hold them. it's a series i always re-read time and time again because each fic is so unique and your characterization is just mm *chefs kiss*

1. let me hold them: WHO WOULDNT WANT NAMKOOK TO BE GUSHING OVER THEM ?!?!1?!1 reader calling jungkook baby boy ?? stab me in the heart 😭😭 joon and reader purposefully riling up jungkook HNNGG

2. kim line: i would let kim line do whatever they want with me. joon set the standard too high bc i will now be expecting a whole taejin for every birthday and maybe if i wish for it long enough it'll happen 😏😏 no no i swear this one just makes me FEEL things and maybe that's just your description of their dicks but whatever it is it's working (just like their dicks) ahem .. anyway

3. in the studio: YOONGI IN THE STUDIO IS ALREADY HOT ENOUGH AS IT IS AND YET YOU SOMEHOW MADE IT EVEN HOTTER ???? and the way yoongi reciprocates the favor ?? UGH where do i find a man like him also i know i would not be able to just cockwarm yoongi like that i wouldn't even wait for him to finish what he's doing bc he can finish in me instead (ok im gonna stop)

im only three fics in but best believe i'll be carrying on with this someday and there will be more >:)) and when i say this ask is long overdue i mean that i could probably go through your whole masterlist and have something to say about them

anyway ,, sorry that it has taken me this long to write up one of these thank you for your works ,, just know that there is someone out there who reads them and appreciates them (and you) and that you have made a memorable impact in my life

i hope you have an amazing day and i hope your days are brighter from today on <33

- 🤍🤍

ps, you don't have to reply to this ask at all just knowing that you've read it would already be enough 😇😇

Hello! Thank you for coming by! I read your ask and smiled so much! It means a lot to me that you've come! Reading this ask made me so happy and giggly and if you did whip out google docs wow! <3

Two/three years is a long time! I'm glad you're here! aw lmht is my baby! It boggles my mind that I wrote all that in 9 months? I think that's right? it is my comfort series :(

LMHT oof namkook is everything! Jungkook just had the biggest crushes on oc and joon and ugh i love that fic <3 and oc calling him baby boy, my heart!

the kim line ah that's what truly kicked off the series! i was like well i mentioned it in LMHT so what if i write what happened and then i think I mention Yoongi at some point and it just grew and grew until all the members were involved <3 but yes taejin every birthday, here's hoping 😏

In the studio is one of those fics where i just had to indulge in my fantasies because wtf yoongi! and when he says "you think I'm going to allow you to leave my studio without you having an orgasm?" oof just wow he's so hot! and you're right! who could just stay still with him, like he's just so hot!

Thank you so much! this truly made my day and I appreciate you so much and I hope to hear from you again someday <3 thank you!!!!!

[neverbetheexpectation]

Rules: answer the questions then tag 20 followers you’d like to get to know…

Tagged by: @monpetitchatnoir, thanks so much!!! I never get tagged in anything so this was just such a nice surprise (: (:

Nickname: Hayls, Rose, Hay, Rosie

Gender: Female

Star sign: Scorpio

Height: 5′7″ ish????

Sexuality: Bi as heckkkkkk

Hogwarts House: literally every time I do this on Pottermore I get a new house lmao but I’m usually between Ravenclaw and Slytherin ngl

Favourite Animal: Bonobos. Because they’re the fuckin SHIT (If you want more info about why i fricken love bonobos hit me up lmao)

Favourite Colour: Red and Blue :)

Current Favourite Song: this is always the hardest for me because I love so many songs lol but I’d have to say Liability by Lorde

Favourite idea to get creative with: I don’t really understand the wording of this? Liiiike I love to write but haven’t had the chance to do anything in forever because school sucks lol. My current fave idea is a “corrupted as a child and turned to the wrong side, but meets biggest enemy and realizes, shit, he’s actually??? A nice guy??? Wtf?? And they say I’ve been brainwashed for the last ten years? C-could it.. be true??”

What do I like to do when I’m alone: Right now? Homework lol. Or procrastinate from homework. Other than that, I listen to podcasts/music, play sims, tumble my way through the internet. 

What do I think of my friends: Ah they’re some of the craziest kids, I love em!!!! I’ve got a group of 5 friends and I love them all, but we all have our issues here and there that can be a bit much to deal with. But we’ve been friends for like six years now! For one girl, we’ve legit been friends for 12 years. insaaaaaaaane. Anyways. They’re gr8! I love all my friends! Even my not-main-group! I’m meeting up with an old friend that I haven’t seen in a while on Saturday and I’m !!!! so excited !!!

Average hours spent sleeping: Today I got like 8 hours the fuck. Normally more like 6-7, depending on how ambitious I am lol

Cats or dogs: I’d have to say dogs, just because I have my good good boy <3

Number of blankets I sleep with: When I’m at my house, two (and one is a heated blanket lol) and when I’m at the boys house, he only sleeps with one. But there’s a fireplace that keeps me warm, and an obnoxiously warm bf lol

Dream job: This literally changes daily lmfao. I think the one I keep coming back to is just teacher, but there are no jobs for teaching right now so it’s unrealistic. My realistic dream job right now is to become a forensic anthropologist, and travel to different locations to examine skeletal remains

Dream Trip: PARIS. Trust me I know its like major tourist trap but it’s one place I neeeeeeed to go before I die. But seriously I’d love to travel anywhere. I was supposed to go to Portugal for a field school this summer, but that didn’t work out, so I guess I’d like to still go just because I was already getting my hopes up to visit there.

When I made this account: Jesus I think like 7-8 years ago now??? Probably closer to 7 years, which is just like. Mindblowing

Number of followers: 472! Which is still hard to believe lol. I went through recently and got rid of a bunch of porn blogs and shit, and I still have over 400. Wtf. Why??????? <3

Seriously it’s been ages since I’ve like actually interacted with anyone on this blog, but let’s just tag the people who’s content is always A1! @books-music-and-me, @envy-s, @imaginal, @demigodavenger, @serendipity-of-the-sunflowers @yall-mothafuckas-need-misha, @majulyrete, @abadmeanman, @togetherwithmistakes, @merlinsbaggiestpants and anyone else who wants to do this! Please, do this!!!!

(Also tagging @taakobackgirl aka my TAZ sideblog so I can do this for my OC because I’m that Extra)

[mimiri22-6]

SANDERS ASIDES #2 GAY OR NAY!!! I’M FINALY DOING ONE OF THESE FOR TOMATHY!

(This is my third time watching the video, it’s really good)

These old man jokes are actually really funny to me for some reason

...Why is Virgl just me? Doing one thing and them immediately regretting doing that thing

‘Liar. Liar. Liar! Liar!! LIAR!!” Guys, your gonna start summoning Janus(not that I would m-)

I’m not even going to try and hear wtf Roman just said. like, I understand Shakespeare, but do not ask me what words mean what. I get the gist of what’s being said most of the time, but it’s a language I never want to look at again. ‘Cutie at 12 o’clock’ yeah, I understood that, but don’t ever freaking do that again, Roman

‘We don’t know if he’s not gay’ he’s got a point

‘He’s got some stickers on his laptop’...i really want to get stickers on my laptop, but the one I have now is pretty shitty and I want the stickers to have a nice home.

‘That’s a classic introverted method of talking about yourself without having to do anything too..extreme. Like talking.’ I do hate talking

When Roman starting clapping his hands in excitement? Pure serotonin. that was adorable and Roman needs to be happier more often

‘You’re a creep, you’re a weirdo-’ I see what you did there Thomas crew

‘I don’t want me to be doing this either’ Me talking to my ADD+Procrastination+Perfectionism=What’s homework? Never heard of her *screeches in constant panic cosplaying a pterodactyl*

That little ‘ready to stare’ pose when Virgil said ‘Go’ like a dog owner playing fetch was greatly adorable

Let’s see, we got Yu-Gi-Oh, Basketball....excuse me, Mr Nico Flores? Wtf is that third thing supposed to be???

‘Boiled Mayo Carrots’!?!?!??!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!?!??!!!!? KEEP THAT ABOMINATION IN FLORIDA!!!!! FUCK NO!!! NO! THAT BETTER NOT BE A FUCKING THING OR I WILL KILL EVERYONE AND THEN MYSELF!

‘Go home and regret everything’ I agree. I wouldn’t even have the courage to do the kind of snooping Thomas is doing, I  would have already left and said goodbye to a chance of, at least, a new friend

There’s a lot of talk of names in this episode...all directed toward Roman...

I am once again Virg! What Are ‘Gay Eyes’ !? Gebus. I can hardly tell what I’m feeling most of the time. and I avoid eye contact at all costs. I will never use that, nor ever notice anyone using those in my vicinity. I am a very dense person.

That one shot, where Nico turns around and you can see Thomas and CO. in the back? Most likely my favorite shot.

‘Ah nanana, I wasn’t testing you. I was just panicking.’...I’m starting to understand why people relate to Virgil so much...

‘You’re making a mistake’ ‘If I am I’ll add it to the list!’ Oh, Roman, you need to talk about something?

No. Don’t crawl into the trashcan...no.

‘That’s like cyber stalking, but real life’ ‘So stalking’ ‘...OH, YOU’RE RIGHT!’ Oh my god, they’re all idiots. Where’s Logan when you need him.

OH NO THERE’S GOING TO BE SOMEONE IN THE STALL!!! FUCK, SECOND HAND EMBARASMENT SUCKS SO FREAKING MUCH!!!

Back to the discussion of Thomas’ wants. And the way Roman’s and Virgil’s expressions change with certain sentences is slightly worrying

...Am I the only one that doesn’t understand looking at some stranger and immediately imagining marrying them? Is that just me? Cause I can’t imagine looking at someone I don’t know and just going ‘I’d marry that and live the rest of my life with that’ I just-it really doesn’t make any sense to me.

GOD FUCKING DAMN IT, THERE’S A PERSON IN THE STALL, I HATE THAT TROPE SO FUCKING MUCH! FUCK! NO! RUN FROM THIS SITUATION, THOMAS! I WOULD!

‘The lies.’ uh oh ‘You can’t have true love if the relationship isn’t built on truth’ tru ‘Will deceit continue to be the answer to all your problems?’ Well...you don’t have to call me out like this...

‘He’s better off without me’...I use that line a lot...definitely too much actually...

IS HIM! SAY SOMETHING, THOMAS!

‘He fears things, too?!’ Yes, Virgil, like most people...also same, I doubt other people feel fear, too.

‘What’d he say?!’ Once again, me in this situation

‘Yeah, super nosey, man. hahaha. *deep(very either dreamy or forgot to breath) sigh*’ I don’t know why, but that was an amazingly delivered line. Thomas is such a great actor in all mediums, and do not even try to say he’s not

‘There he goes’ NO YOU CAN STILL AT LEAST TRY TO SAY SOMETHING! C’MON BOIS, YOU CAN PULL IT OFF!

Gosh, Roman looks So Sad. AH! NO!

C’mon, Virg. Fight or flight. Fight.

ONCE AGAIN! THAT THING ABOUT THOMAS’ ACTING!? THAT PART WITH VIRGIL! PLUS THE AMAZING DRAWINGS!? PAERFECTLY PUT TOGETHER TO MAKE SOMETHING PERFECT!

(Also, once again, I would not have the courage to even approach anyone like this. Ah, to live without being a wuss about everything...)

Thomas is actually how i act when I’m coming clean about something. Just rambling on my explanation, probably saying a bit too much to get the point across. Well, like Thomas, but add several more sentences and a fast dwindling voice that abruptly shuts down

‘...or an aspect of their life feeling like a trash bin and the waste keeps piling and piling up until it inevitably spills out into the rest of their life’ O-oh ok, didn’t how much of this asides would be a callout post to me specifically, but ok.

‘Shut up!’ ‘Shut up.’ ‘Shut UP!’ They’re adorable

This asides said Prinxiety rights

It was nice to see at least someone pop up this episode

Janus?! Oh ok-JANUS!?!

Eh! AH! OH NO! AAAAAHHH!!!! I NEED IT! BUT I DON’T HAVE ANY KIND OF MONEY NOW WILL I ANYTIME SOON! I HAVE LIKE 100$ TO MY NAME AND THAT’S CHRISTMAS GIFTS! IF I HAD A WAY I WOULD BUT I CAN’T AND I AM BUT A CHILD IN AN ADULT WORLD, I WOULD GIVE ALL I CAN IF I COULD, BUT ALAS I CAN NOT! NNNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!(but also thank god I don’t because my wallet would be barren between Vivziepop, Unus Annus, Jacksepticeye, Cloak, Top of the Morning Coffee, and Thomas...I would be living in a box with only merch to my name...)

After Credits Scene!~~~

That edit, with all of them walking into the house! I can only dream of doing that! like, I have an idea of how that was made, but it will always be spectacular to me

PAUSE! OH MY FUCKING GOD! IS THAT SPARKALING PURPLE EYESHADOW! VIRG IS LOOKING FABULOUS! HOLY SHIT I LOVE THAT ON HIM!(also wasn’t there a tumblr post flying around with that idea as a joke? the one where Virg is doing his black eyeshadow saying something about hiding his eyebags and Roman’s like ‘ I have a better way of doing that’ and then it’s just Virgil with glitter under his eyes. That wasn’t my imagination, because I’m too smooth brain for that)

‘I’m gonna need you to, like, walk around the entire expanse of the room, in like a frenzy, thank you so much, yes, that helps somehow’ It is weird how that helps alot

‘Huh, delete it.’ Wow! I only just realized that Virgil’s eyeshadow is black there. it went by so fast the last times that I didn’t notice.

‘I know right!’ Oh My God He’s So Cute Like This! He’s So HAPPY! PATTON, YOU NEED TO SEE YOUR SON LIKE THIS, IT’S FULFILLING!

‘I found a Michelin star restaurant, it’s in France’ ‘I’m listening’ just two idiots working together in the name of love(I accidently just referenced a song...I’m proud of myself for that)

‘I’m gonna need you to shake your hands, alright, you gotta do something with them, they’re just hanging there’  A whole mood.

‘Are we ready for this?’ Oh No! Virgil’s sad again! Stop worrying him! let him live his life!

‘AH, DEMON!’ also a mood

‘Don’t tell me to relax!’ he is literally Anxiety, c’mon Ro.

Anyway, loved that. Now I will either rewatch Bee and Puppycat, again, all the way through, so I can finally update my season 2 review, yes there is a season 2 and it is AMAZING, or i will end up rewatching the previous TSS episode, again, idk how many times I’ve done that...I will most likely do the latter because I can never get enough comfort Thomas content. And Then maybe watch B and Puppycat again, because I really need to.

[neanicnamii]

so perachel

little fic for ya and for me coz there's not enough fics out there. Pretend couple au babyyyy.

She was so tired, Rachel haven't had a decent sleep in two days and a bath. She really needs a bath or sleep, whichever is available. She's still wearing her maroon sweater and black leggings she wore two days ago. Her clothes, shoes and her body has paint blotches. If not because of the upcoming school exhibit she would not rush her paintings like this. Rachel might like procrastinating with other things but not her art. Her art needs focus and concentration, all her attention, done slowly with heart. But not this time and she's frustrated with it. Good thing her phone buzzed. A distraction from a tragic painting. 'This piece is going south.'

When she looked who it was that messaged her, her mood was lifted. It was her 'water prince' friend. His name flashing on her screen 'FishTank'. It was a breakthrough when a Hephestus kid discovered how to make simcards not be a beam to monsters and an app where Ancient Greek is translated into English. Now she can freely text Percy any demigod.

From: FishTank

Come over.

'So demanding.' Rachel thought. She feels giddy anyway. Even if she's with two more artists inside the room (all of them needs sleep and bath badly), they barely spoke. They're too concentrated in their works, Rachel doesn't want to interrupt.

To:FishTank

Why?

From: FishTank

Just coz.

"Someone's in a good mood." Rachel's co-artist suddenly said. "Who's that?" asked the other. Their smiles' teasing, ready for something fun after being faced with oils and brushes. "Percy." The redhead absentmindedly answered, still focused on debating with her friend on the phone as to why she has to go.

"PERCY?! LIKE THE HOT SWIMMER PERCY? THE GUY WHO JUST CAME BACK TO STUDYING BECAUSE HE WAS MISSING?" The two were astonished to hear that. Perseus Jackson became famous in two weeks after he came back to Goode High. Rumors said that he ran away from home. Nothing was really confirmed.

Because of the high pitched reactions of Ana and Dina, Rachel's painting squad for this exhibit, she had to look up with a confused face. "Yeah, him. Why?" Squealing ensued with a dash of "You're so lucky!", "You have his number?!".

"Ah...yeah. Anyways, I gotta go. He's asking me to come over, his homeroom not house by the way. Take care of my piece. It's still drying."

---

Rachel realized she's really not fit to go out of the confines of the painting room. He hair is in a messy bun and glasses (which she only wears when she wants to lay low.) made her look like a hobo. When she got into Percy's room, a guy came out and stared at her like she's a lunatic (she probably look like that though). She just smiled and asked, "Is Percy in there?"

The redhead thought he was about to laugh but didn't on her face. He still went back in to call Percy so that's okay she guess.

The son of Poseidon in all his uniform glory came out the room. 'I could practically hear the awe and coos of people around me. Gosh.'

"Hey." He greeted. "What did you want?" Rachel countered. Her friend only rolled his eyes then leaned on the door. He actually looked like a model. Wtf?

Percy smiled, "Nothing. Just wanted to see you. You've been MIA." Cheesy s.o.b. Rachel just scoffed. "I don't have time for your cheesiness P, I'm running on cafeine." He just laughed at her demise.

"Well then, sleep. I'll get you home. And you know what, I can't believe you're still wearing that. The last time I saw a glimpse of you in the hallway, you were wearing that."

"I can't believe myself too!"

Percy laughed and went back inside to gather his things. He has to get his redhead girl home and maybe watch her sleep.

But before he could get back out, he heard shrieks. "Cat fight yeah!" One of his classmates yelled.

Outside there were women ganging up on Rachel. They were pulling her hair, pushing her, shouting at her. Rachel, not having enough sleep is not strong enough to fight manicured pink nails scratching at her.

Percy immediately ran to her and get between the fight. "STOP!" It didn't really take, he had to untangle them and hug Rachel close to her. "What are you doing?!" he bellowed.

A girl stepped forward, she seemed to be the leader of the group. "Look at her! She doesn't deserve to be in your presence! She's haughty about it too!"

"Well she does! 'Cause she's my girlfriend! So don't mess with her ever again!"

Rachel's eyes bugged out. Her mind screeched into halt, just as the same as the girls who ganged up on her.

---

"What was that?!" Rachel shouted. "Sorry." Percy beamed his best puppy dog eyes. "I'm so sorry!"

Rachel paced in her room. This is absolute madness! How can Percy just announce things like that! Things that are not even true!

"But you know, think of it this way, they'll stop bothering you, and I'll get less attention. Win win right?"

Rachel turned around to see her friend, now pretend boyfriend sitting on her bed with a hopeful expression. "You have a girlfriend. An amazon-like girlfriend that don't like me Percy. Annabeth will kill me!"

"She won't if she wouldn't know."

Insane. Fvck.

"Please Rachel? Please? I just don't want people to hurt you, and I don't want the attention either. So let's do this?"

What can Rachel say? She's a sucker for his glimmering sea green eyes. And she has a weakness to rubbing salt to wounds on bitches like the girls earlier.

"Ugh. Fine. But we're breaking up after two weeks."

She heard Percy's cheer as she plop down beside him, already half asleep. Good luck to them tomorrow.

This feels too short, anyone can continue this? Lol.

[folieamagique]

To-Write Top 5

Holy crap alright so apparently @coastingon-potential wants to know what I am procrastinating on because she tagged me in a thing where I guess I’m supposed to describe  my top 5 stories I don’t have the time to energy to work on. THANKS NICOLE! We both know this list is like a KM long so give me a minute to figure out which ones I should put on here...

So Give Them Blood (Wentziero): 

I honestly haven’t written a lot for this one yet but I’ll get there. Basically though Frank, the poor little shit, gets turned into a Vampire after he pisses one off. So he’s trying to figure it out. And eventually Pete will find him and he is a Vampire and he teaches Frank how to do shit. And then I mean...of course they find they like each other and that’s kind of all the idea I’ve got for that one right now. 

North Woods Law (Peterick):

So...we’re just not going to talk about the title of this one or where the idea came from because I just don’t wanna talk about it. I will probably change the title. Patrick is a Game Warden up North (it’s a thing don’t ask) and he’s been sort of dating this guy who keeps standing him up (PETER WTF ARE YOU DOING). But like he gets kind of sick of being ditched so people convince him to ditch Pete and go out with someone else. And side note Patrick’s current case is a store that is complaining about a Wolf coming too close to it at night and they are worried so he sets a trap and then when he checks it one morning he doesn’t find a Wolf he finds an idiot Pete naked and frustrated at his own stupidity.....I’ll let you guys figure out the connection there. I’ve actually got a large...well 80% of this one done...

Fountain of Youth AU (THIS IS A MESS OF SHIPS HOLY FUCK): 

AHA so...my friend Noodle is partially at fault for this mess. I actually can’t find any of my notes for this one...Basically Gerard is the Fountain of Youth and that’s why he never ages but there is a catch to how one can get...the blessing? or whatever you want to call it...from the “Fountain”. and Gerard can actually give it away to someone else if he wants. It was...I think it was kind of late when we came up with that one. Me and Noodle have some strange conversations. 

Heathens 2?!? (Peterick):

I have yet to get started on it but I have started thinking about it. There will be a second book for Heathens once I finish something else. You guys will have a reason to scream at me again. If you haven’t read it...here try that. 

Vagabond part...3? I think we are at part 3 now... (Freewood - ex-Turnwood): 

It’s gonna be called “Blood in the Cut”. It’s in the same boat as Heathens 2. Haven’t started on it yet but I’m beginning to brew some ideas and really should write them down. It’ll be the finale for Ryan/The Vagabond but I will do other Fake AH Crew AU stuff ^-^ probably more origin stories and then just whatever when I get through those. Don’t know yet, we’ll see. 

WELL THAT WAS FUN. Good gods I have a lot. This doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface. I have 6 notebooks and an entire cork board full of sticky-notes with ideas on them. And that’s just the fic stuff. That doesn’t even touch my original works (but no one reads those anyway so).

ANYways...who do I tag... I’m gonna go with @saverockandsoulpvnk whatcha got sweetheart? um... @nixxiah I know you write so who knows what ideas you’re sitting on....I don’t follow a lot of writers on here honestly...wtf...or I am but I don’t remember what they’re damn tumblr urls are. idk if you’re writer and you follow me and you see this then have at it. 

[swearronchanel]

Tired of these yet? A Christmas journey in March with 4.09

I’ve actually been productive today *claps* I’m the worst™ and a procrastinator to the core, so it was about damn time I got shit done. Plus+ I ran out of clean jeans so that was some motivation to do laundry & once I started moving I just kept going haha. But today I watched the Debbie Reynolds and Carrie Fisher’s memorial & omg it was so emotional ugh. Now that I’m so sad I guess I’m going to watch Call the Midwife. Care to join me?

I closed my eyes and pointed to the episode list, looks like we’re watching 4.09 aka the 2015 Christmas special

I don’t have to pretend very hard that it’s Christmas because it was like 17 degrees f the other day lol

Am I the only one who hums along in their head to the theme song? ok nvm

Aw a baby

Tom is actually in church lol, we rarely see him there

Sister MJ lol, what is she looking for?!

Sister Winifred actually cooks/bakes pretty often

SISTER EVANGELINA 😭💔 I still miss her

Sister Winifred aka queen of cringey facial expressions, I love it

Ah no! the death joke is no longer funny sister E 😭😭 rip💔

My bby Trixie on the scene😍

What is quality street? I looked it up before but forgot. Candy right?

whoops is my American showing

I hope Sister MC comes back soon☹️

“Behold, I have located the Brandy” three cheers for alcohol 🍻 I wouldn’t choose brandy though what am I a rich old business man at a country club?

Lol Sister MJ & Sister W giggling so pure !

“You give us enough gip when you’re stone cold sober“😂 same

Gremlin kids in the front haha

Oh no😂 Babs gave them all candy and now has to make them spit it out😂

Aw I love Christmas

But looking at this snow is triggering even if it’s fake😭😂

WE’VE HAD SO MUCH THIS MONTH HERE & IT’S MARCH❄️

yikes these kids are awful, who let them up there! 😭😂

SHELAGH’S FACE 😂 SHE IS DISGUSTED OMG HAHAA

Patrick laughing so hard like same 😭😂

Welp he’s lucky, Saved by the bell thanks to Trixie

Doesn’t Sister MJ explode whatever’s in the pot?

Ahh Shelagh looks so good™!😍 I love when they dress her up!

In other news, Laura tweeted me, which means she knows I exists. What a time to be alive™😭✨👏🏼you know I was shook

Angela so precious aww, I hope my future baby is that pretty

Now I just think of The Crown when I see Mrs Willens *she’s in it if you haven’t watched*

Oh no Sister MJ!!! 😭😭 why are they always giving her illnesses! Dejala sola!

She was legit ill in the first Christmas special 😭

Love Trixie’s ponytail, why Patsy’s hair a mess tho? LOL I SHOULDN’T BE TALKING

I’m a walking ball of frizz. And when I don’t wash my hair for a few days it actually dread locks 😂 gotta love curls

Aw Delia’s not here- I forgot she cracked her head open and went back to Wales

Protect Sister MJ at every cost

Violet literally sewing Fred’s ass into the Santa pants 😂😂😂 fun fact they  did that to Olivia Newton John in Grease

not sure if I knew that because I have a junk brain of useless information or because I’m trash that reads buzzfeed

Violet’s been wearing blue eyeshadow for 3 series

“I’m not biting this, it’s too close to your backside” lol okay vi give it time. You’ll be cringeyly very handsy with each other in a bit anyway 😂

She’d do it now with no hesitation I bet

I’m here for their relationship tho😂

SISTER MJ HAD PNEUMONIA IN SERIES 1 DID SHE NOT?

Ugh distaval, fuck that. Just wait and see what chaos it brings

Aw Pats looking at the photo of Delia💔 oo wait that was a parallel then in the Cuban missile Crisis episode this series

PHYLLIS !! I missed her presence lol

Tom’s opening letter from bbc it’s lit

also: he looks good™

Poor Sister MJ! What are they feeding you, liver ew

Ah I forgot, this is when they get the tv😭

Poor Babs can’t go home for Christmas

You’ll have the nonnatus fam❤️❤️

“All should head home” *breaks out into song* THERE’S NOOO PLACE LIKE HOMEEE, FOR THE HOLIDAYSSS

Which is true because NYC is pretty beautiful at Christmas time, I can’t deny that

But also is when 100000x more people are visiting 🙃and stop in front of you when you’re walking to take pictures 🙃 *clenches fists* moving on..

Lol Tom you need to be more clear on this, they’re not getting it

Sister J shut him down 😂

“Mrs Mop” lmfao this BBC guy is a jerk😂

Laura’s another queen of facial expressions

“Aesthetics are vital” I feel

Aw Shelagh so cute being defensive of the kids of poplar

Lets be real though Shelagh’s always adorable bc Laura is an actual angel

pink wafers aye

i still have been craving them lol, there’s no bodega’s around my university though☹️

Angela is giggling, was this the last time we heard her make a noise lol

Wait this is when Sister MJ runs away

yikes measles

when did the vaccine become a thing then? that mmr shot ugh

Glad I got it because there’s supposedly someone with mumps on my campus like wtf

Why was Sister E so harsh yelling at Sister Mj!? That was unnecessary !!

LET 👏🏼SISTER 👏🏼MJ 👏🏼DECORATE👏🏼FOR👏🏼CHRISTMAS 👏🏼AND👏🏼WATCH 👏🏼TELEVISON !!

I’m so protective of her, stop😢😢

She doesn’t deserve that 💔

Sometimes I forget Patsy’s name is Patience

Fred’s Santa beard is gross ew😂😂

yikes an enema

I’d rather die

Oh no, there she goes *sings* there she goessss todayyy

Yes Babs lollipops are fascinating

She just slipped that baby out

I want to go to London at Christmas time

I love lights ✨✨

Delia! What up Bitch where you been!

BUT WAIT I HAVE A COAT THAT LOOKS REALLY SIMILAR TO MRS BUBSY’S LOL

It’s vintage too, i love it, makes me feel fabulous af

until I remember it’s probably a dead woman’s coat

WATCHING THEM LET THE BABY JUST HANG MAKES ME SO ANXIOUS OMG

“You clever girl!”

Aw poor iris 😭💔

Violet is actually so sweet & we don’t see much of her w/o Fred like why 

Everyone on this show is so sweet and pure !!! I just love it too much!

remember when I was normal and didn’t care so much about television? Yea me neither 😅

Sister MJ is gone

ALL SHE WANTED WAS TO PUT UP THE TREE!!

that necklace and sapphire ring were so pretty though 😭 wish my mom had a sapphire ring for me to inherit 

Shelagh is too pretty for this grey suit, where’s the navy one?!

I will never be comfortable with cookies being called biscuits tbh

“No dogs!” “If it can’t sing silent night I’m not interested”  SHELAGH IS GOLDEN

SHE HAS SOME GREAT LINES BUT GIVE HER MORE !!

Oh Hay Peter

if you think about it Miranda Hart put this poor guy out of a job. Like he used to have more screen time lol but he can’t be around much with out her

“Very like a family in fact” 😭 I love when they call themselves family cause they are !!

Wait rehearsing before school? Ugh that must have been so early 😂

I couldn’t have been in that choir. In high school I woke up at 6:45am everyday & started at 8:05am & only lived 2 blocks away but I still got there at 9:15am 🙃

plus I’m an awful singer 😂

“She probably thought her habit would keep her safe”

Sister Mary Cynthia says that about her self the next series when she’s attacked 😢

Babs was right though! She was just excited bendito 😭😭

How much is a bob?? £??

I barely can keep up with how many $ is a £ tbh

Lolol had to check when I donated to Laura’s fundraising 😂😂

Delia has been with this big ass bun for 3 series as well

The cafe they’re in is aesthetically pleasing

so Delia’s mom is hella protective but didn’t notice she left to another town lol??

well I guess they’re even now since patsy left & then lost contact for a bit

LET ME TELL YOU, THE FIRST TIME I WATCHED THIS EPISODE I WAS SCREAMINGGG

I THOUGHT THEY HAD KILLED SISTER MJ AND WAS FREAKING TF OUT ™

I’m trying to think of what Phyllis’s hat reminds me of

I wanna say Mary Poppins 

IT’S NOT SISTER MJ👏🏼

I knew it wasn’t but still!!!

Is Shelagh wearing lipstick? i’m here for it!

but I don’t like her dress

@ wardrobe/costume ppl be nicer to my bby pls

“Well, there’s just a word that no-one likes singing. It’s in that line and it begins with a "b”’ 😂 lmaooo c'mon Tim 😂😂

He was talking about breast feeding like how many episodes ago why is he embarrassed now? 😂

Patrick laughing 😭 me as a parent tbh

Poor sickly Sister MJ 💔

My bbys Trixie and Shelagh are ¡interacting!! 💕😍

How do I get my hair to look like Trixie’s/Helen’s

SORRY CANCELED

Lol jk all will be well bby

SISTER MJ REALLY OUT HERE IN THE WOODS, LIKE HOW ??

Ah Shelagh’s dressed up again! Love it 😍 and she’s wearing earrings & matching pearls!! so pretty!! 💕💕

this has been an episode of gushing over Laura sorry not sorry

Look at her hat, she can wear anything

LMAO HE WASN’T EVEN PETER PAN GET OUT OF HERE MAN

You have to be impressed that this 80 yr old woman with dementia found her childhood home

for real though I want Shelagh’s coat

mrs willens + shelagh was kinda a friendship & was cute

“Well I stopped holding out against that happiness, didn’t I?"💔💖

people on this show are always holding hands platonically & romantically like how sweet and pure !?

"Almost all the world was before your time child … you are concerned to see it last a little longer”

Hell yea lets get it, round up the nuns and nurses lets SING !!

“But it sometimes seems to me the older I get, the more I have to learn” 😭

“We get so much out of love, we find strength in it and courage. Love is our foundation and our fuel”

DAMN IT WHY IS THE WRITING SO GREAT??!

HEIDI CAN WRITE MY EUOLGY SINCE SHE’LL BE THE CAUSE OF MY ACTUAL DEATH WHEN THIS SHOW IS  OVER ONE DAY *WHICH IS HOPEFULLY NEVER, ..I MEAN DAYS OF OUR LIVES IS ON SEASON 50 SO IT’S NOT IMPOSSIBLE🙃🙃*

shelagh and sister j❤️❤️ so pure. I love their relationship + moments together

BUT I STILL *NEED* TRIXIE & SHELAGH TO HAVE A REAL FRIENDSHIP + ACTUAL SCENES TOGETHER

no sister, it’s not your fault that she ran away😢

broadcast about to be lit

Why did we never see Trixie giving Barbara a makeup lesson😭😂

Trixie getting excited about putting makeup on Babs like same 😂I like helping people with makeup *even though I’m not even that good haha*

“Oh some lipstick might be nice, with a touch of gay geranium you’d look quite like Jean Simmons” SISTER W SNEAKS OUT TO THE MOVIE THEATRE ON HER DAYS OFF AND NO ONE WILL CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE OK

PHYLLIS GARGLING OMG

WHY IS IT SO FUNNY 😂

yea sister E I’m sorry you were kinda bitchy

I’m sorry to call a fictitious nun a bitch oops lol

SHE’S GOING TO REDEEM HERSELF AND FIND SISTER MJ THOUGH SO IT’S OKAY!! 😭👏🏼👏🏼

Tom is so handsome! i think the collar distracts you from noticing though haha

What does wet behind the ears mean and why does it sound cringey?

on the next episode of I didn’t know I was pregnant: Christmas miracles in Poplar

No but for real it seriously was a show on TLC😂 I had a phase where I watched like every show on that channel

“Antonia! Nanny found a bible in your room again” so?? like you wish she would’ve found drugs or something?

Ugh I don’t think Sister MJ will live 3 more series & I WILL BE A WRECK™ WHEN SHE DIES

Surprise! you’re pregnant & will give birth in the next 12 mins before this show ends

imagine omg never mind not feeling safe Iris I’d be freaking tf out

I told you sister Julienne just shows up and speaks and you just feel calm

“Love is not going to be halved, but doubled” I swear someone says this again in another episode but I can’t remember

maybe I’m lying idk

The Fred + Sister E dynamic was golden

what is Sister Evangelina holding?

it looks like a bong tbh

Sister MJ saying pawning her mother’s jewels was an “interesting experience"😂 dios te bengida, she needs to always be protected  

aw pats & deels reunited *and it feeelsss so gooddd*

Fred saying rigging this raffle is immoral like HE WASNT THE BIGGEST SCAMMER IN POPLAR

I was here for it though lol😂

Phyllis gargling 😂😂

Wait omg she has earrings on how precious!

I always notice when girls/women don’t have their ears pierced because I didn’t realize for the longest time that it’s mainly just hispanics that get their ears pierced when they’re babies😂 I’ve had mine since I was six weeks old👶🏼

"Beatrix Franklin, midwife of mystery” aka my bby and ray of sunshine✨😭

it’s all good though, Trixie has Christopher, Tom has Babs, now where’s my handsome Englishman??

cue Vanessa Redgrave

“Sometimes the route to joy is indirect, our journey home not quite as we expected. There is no magic star to guide our steps, no ancient prophecies to predict our way. The greatest gift is to know that we travel not alone, but in the company of others. That there are hands as can reach for and hearts to keep us warm..”

Laura’s angelic voice blessing™ me on this Saturday night

I need it after being degenerate every other day of the week

*sings loudly* CHRISTTTTTTTT THEEEE SAVIORRRR IS BORNNNNNN

AHH I WANT CHRISTMAS NOW ! + THE CHRISTMAS SPECIAL 

patsy lowkey snuggled up on Phyllis I love it

Trixie is serving looks in the corner 😍!

I still want those hoop earrings she has!

And they finally got a tv😭👏🏼

“And the family gathered round, watching their faces flicker black and white. Their very presence in the room an act of love, a welcome home”

*BANGS FISTS ON AN IMAGINARY TABLE* THIS SHOW IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND PURE AND IF YOU DISAGREE WE CAN FIGHT

I love it

Now I must go. until next time..

[winds--of--change]

No.484

Lazy Bun: Need to finish transcribing that Gisela interview one at least by end of Friday, before I go skiing next week. Any help? T_T

Nerd: Just do it.

Lazy Bun: Easy for you to say, you are not the one doing it.

Nerd: And if I were, it would be done by now.

Lazy Bun: Man but the HIMYM show is so goood! Season 7 now, finally, I am catching up you know.

Nerd: Ok, as you understand, YOU WILL NOT BE ALLOWED TO GO SKIING UNLESS YOU FINISH GISELA INTERVIEW BY THE END OF FRIDAY RIGHT? And please know both UK Interviews must be transcribed completely in two weeks from now. Man and please don't forget, dear you still have those Myanmar interviews some of which are probably more of a pain to deal with than these two short ones, at least they are short, common, those Myanmar ones are like more than one hour long, how are you gonna finish them or at least some of them before going back home for holiday at the end of this April?????

Lazy Bun: ...

Nerd: Kick your ass off and get some work done yo. What the fuck.

Lazy Bun: Well.... I know I will certainly get it done exactly on the deadlines I set you know. Always so. Even if there are multiple procrastinations and all interventions, what need be done by the time it need be done, I will make it done. Cheers.

Nerd: Good for you. I'm counting on that then. Hope I won't see you come back here moaning 'Shit I haven't finished, and I am going skiing soon, no, how can I go skiing now, I have no time, I need to finish deadlines, shit I have to give that up, oh no, shit-

Lazy Bun: Just stop, I get it. Don't go on. Please.

Nerd: Just saying.... Well it was a good show though. HIMYM. Been a while seeing you laugh things of so hard like this, certainly keep your mind from wandering of in some lunatic obsessive imagination, delusion and thoughts about... a certain someone.

Lazy Bun: Man fuck you. Don't even mention.

Nerd: Oh yeah true. Oops. It's fun to fuck you up though. Haha.

Lazy Bun: HAHA. Not funny. Anyway. I shall go back to HIMYM then.

Nerd: .... Then what's the fuck am I here for? WTF. You want me come out to knock some sense of yours back to do the fucking RA job no?

Lazy Bun:... No-t really. I just miss you and wanna have some little chat lmao

Nerd: Fuck you.

Lazy Bun: Because as I said, I am gonna finish it exactly when I want it to be done you know. Sooner or later lol

Nerd: Man but if you wanna go skiing next week, better not to keep yourself rush in last minutes and having no time to just chill.

Lazy Bun: Nah I will manage it well. All I need to do this week is the Gisela one anyway, then Bradshaw next week.

Nerd: WHILE applying those jobs you found last night remember?

Lazy Bun: .... O-hhhh... oh yeah!

Nerd: .... Someone, please shoot her.

Lazy Bun: What lol it's fine. I will do it along the way. Ok so two interviews while applying those jobs in two weeks, Skiing in between, painting for the wall, what else?

Nerd: It's April coming, hello, you need plan for that trip back home, man Cambodia, should you?

Lazy Bun: Dunno. Never been there. So travelling is good. We both know we wouldn't wanna get stuck with Mom, just Mom, for such significant amount of time yeah?

Nerd: Then don't fucking book such long holiday.

Lazy Bun: It's cheap tickets, can't be helped, only 3man1 you know, can you even find a better deal than that????

Nerd: Why even going home at all?! You are supposed to find a fucking job in Japan.

Lazy Bun: Of course I will find one, that's why I should go home visiting family while I still have chance you know. Because who knows, after that I will be busy with work and everything and less and less time spent with family. After all, family matters most, it's been over a year, I should be home at least once a year.

Nerd: Man don't expect and then in the end you really can't find any job in Japan and go back home for good, then you would realise, man fuck, I can't stand being home lol

Lazy Bun: I already have a feeling I can't stand being home for more than one week when going back this April. Thanks for fast forwarding the emotion.

Nerd: Just fucking get a job. WORK WORK AND WORK. Sedentary mode kills your brain and creativity you know.

Lazy Bun: Erm....technically I am still working....right now.

Nerd: Freelance yeah. That's why you have no strong self-discipline to fucking complete the tasks. You need those strict structured systemized Japanese companies to shape you up into concrete you know, to discipline you hard, you are just too free.

Lazy Bun: SO free, but not "too" free, anything "too" is just unacceptable. Now it's still...erm... acceptable lol And honestly, I will be ready when it's time for me to be ready.. For now, come on, Youth is short, you cannot do crazy stupid things forever you know, now is the best time to enjoy the beauty of our youth. Besides, I already set it, this September would be the time. Till then, I am enjoying ...erm...gap year lol not like I'm not making money to support myself you know...

Nerd: Dude but the visa thing you know, you need visa to stay.

Lazy Bun: ....I understand, man the 'third-world' problem in 'first-world' country...ah Life... (=.=) but anyway I'm going back also because, who knows, I might just feel like it's time going back and settling down back home. Anyway yeah, just open to all options, I am free. I can live my own life.

Nerd: I kinda...doubt that.

Lazy Bun: In any case, the purpose of this whole conversation is just about my assurance that 'I'm gonna finish these interviews by my set deadlines for sure and going skiing still, so that is why I shall continue watching HIMYM now' lol

Nerd: Fine. I wish you not go overnight or exhausting yourself for meeting deadlines because you leave things last minutes to do as usual lol Good luck with all. Cheers.

Lazy Bun: Oh come on. Shouldn't be that bad. I have been more and more balanced nowadays you know.

Nerd: Y-eahhh...

Lazy Bun: Everything works out in the end. I will be fine ^^

Nerd: Bye.

Lazy Bun: LOL how supportive haha ok I can do it! Cheers ^^

[swearronchanel]

Who let me watch 5.06?

I should be doing an assignment that’s due tomorrow but ya know due tomorrow means do tomorrow. Lol I know I should be ashamed to be a procrastinator but university has ruined me anyway. I’m tired from literally going to one lecture haha, but in any event I’ve been rewatching mad men for the who knows what time but I thought I’d take a break from all that and watch an episode of CtM & @flyingnonny inspired me to do a reaction post so why not? I decided on 5.06 since last Sunday’s episode reminded us of that camping trip 😂😂  here goes nothing.. 

*skips intro bc I’m impatient*

Cute community moment ☺️

TRIXIE😍 slaying my life

Shelagh looks so good too 😍 and Angela melting my heart!

Why is shelagh forever wearing cardigans? I like cardigans every now and then but all the time, really?

Everyone is sitting outside, Trixie is in a sleeveless dress, as is Barbara, so it has to be warm?? take it off Shelagh

She’s still my bby though even if I don’t always agree with her fashion choices

what gross vejo pinching Trixie’s ass? That’s not ok

And Babs too lmao, creepy old man, die

Shelagh saying “hello dear” aw

But this is like the only interaction between Shelagh and Trixie & that does not suffice !!

ALL I WANT IS FOR THEM TO HAVE AN ACTUAL FRIENDSHIP IDC HOW MANY TIMES IVE SAID IT I REALLY Want it😭😭💕💕 my two fav bbys

I HAVE EVEN GIVEN REASONS WHY & I CAN GIVE THEM AGAIN ***        1) Why not?? Shelagh has like no real friends besides her husband and sort of Sister Julienne?                                                 

 2) just please, because I’m asking nicely                                                     3) When Shelagh was Sister Bernadette she was often friendly/ in the gossip and conversation with the nurses & remember that one time Trixie grabbed her to come listen to Jenny’s phone conversation?               

4) Trixie was the only one besides Sister Julienne to visit her in the sanatorium. That has to count for something!                                             5) They’ve both been on the show since day 1 & have known each other the longest (besides the nuns) why wouldn’t they be friends or least actually speak to each other?

Aye this is the lady who’s fake pregnant

Shelagh wearing earrings though >> here for it

Sorry there will be a lot of gushing over Shelagh and Trixie

And also I WANT TRIXIE’S HOOP EARRINGS SO BAD, where can I find them??

And how do I get her clothes and figure and her everything lol?

PHYLLIS ! My champion

“Would it have killed you to sit down for five minutes and eat the whole thing!” I LOVE HER, SHE IS A GEM, A HERO, A BADASS & IM NOT READY FOR SUNDAY. IM GOING TO BAWL WITH AND FOR HER

she deserves the best

I think this is the only time I’ve ever heard Trixie address Shelagh by her first name?? a prob.

They need to interact more 😭💔💕😍 I will stop saying it when I’m dead even then I’ll prob say it

Actually when I think of it no one ever calls Shelagh by her first name besides obviously Patrick? And Sister Julienne

#MoreShelaghAndTheOtherNursesInteracting2k17aka1962

And I need at least two seconds of them dotting on pregnant Shelagh

Helen looks so good like goals

“I threatened to put one man over my knee but that only encouraged him” HA IM DEAD NO KINK SHAME

I think there’s been a similar joke before but fuck it it’s still funny to me

But seriously everyone loves Trixie lol how could you not though?

Hey Pats, it’s been a while

Lol omg Tim in that uniform.. Not the best costume 😂😂

Never seen Whistle Down the Wind

But you see, Tom and Babs making out as usual, I’m not knocking it lol but this is why Sister J told her to chill when they went to South Africa😂

also lowkey jealous bc Jack Ashton is handsome af and that could’ve been me but it’s all good. He and Helen are adorable together and I’m here for it x10000

Omg I forgot this lady got assaulted

Oh shit I just remembered this is the episode where sister MC is attacked FUCK WHY DID I WATCH THIS

she can’t report it bc she’d get arrested for soliciting wtf

But remember Shelagh wore the headbands in like series 3 (so glad she stopped I was not here for it)? They must’ve gave them to Babs lol

I forgot Trixie didn’t tell the nurses about AA yet

But she looks gorgeous as ever, even with her mascara running

Lowkey nauseas looking at all that fish ugh. Funny becuase they put a grocery store that has a fish market on the block up from where I live in NYC and I hate it  

I forgot about Peter lol and he was in an episode this series whoops

LIKE WHERE’S YOUR WIFE LOL, *I know, too busy for this, I don’t think she’d fit in the series anymore anyway*

Sister Mary Cynthia 😰❣️

Lol she doesn’t sing loud enough ??

Sister Julienne is so cute when she smiles but don’t forget she’s a badass

REMEMBER THE AGGRESSIVE JACKET FLAP BC OF THE IRRITATING SISTER URSULA

How did this girl hide her pregnancy though?

And did her brothers just not realize she was pregnant and the mother wasn’t?

Oh jeez my cousin was a colic-y baby and my parents kept him like 3 days a week when I was in high school & it was a nightmare. I didn’t sleep for so long

Dont get me wrong I love babies. But when they scream when I’m trying to sleep, nope. Return to sender.

Shelagh is so excited about camping it’s the purest and most adorable thing 😭😭And I like her shirt  

Shelagh made Tim copy the napkin folding from a magazine, SHE IS A GEM

“We never have serviettes on a weeknight” wtf did they just not use napkins every day? I’m confused Lmaoo. What am I missing here 😂omg that reminds me of one of the times my family and I went on a cruise (2006, hella long time ago already wow?? 11 yrs yikes) and my brother & cousin were late to dinner and lied to my mom & aunt saying they were at a “napkin folding class” & my family deadass believed it up until 2 years ago😂

Shelagh’s accent is so cute. I’ve said that many times but it’s so sweet. But again why do we just have to accept she’s Scottish with no context as to how/why she came to England? Like I’m sure there were convents in Scotland. I dont even care that much I just will forever be curious as to why it seems she had no life before she got married lol? Like they don’t ever bring up the fact she was a nun, but ok maybe she feels awkward talking about it but what about before? 

They’re so excited it’s so precious, protect this family 😂😭💕💕

Sister MJ is fasting lol I should try it😂

Omg another dumb story, I didn’t realize today is Ash Wednesday and was hella confused seeing some people with ash on their forehead 😂😂 I should give up something for lent but idk what, we shall see. My mom gave up carbs last year & I died bc I lived at home and ate what she cooked and almost all my fav foods are carbs😂

Shelagh referred to Patsy as Patsy, I’ve only ever heard her say Nurse Mount??

lol Tim you’re what 14? you know damn well those arent* bullet holes

at least he has some of his innocence still. I didn’t @ 14

Sometimes I forget I’m gonna be 19 this year wtf. I’ve accidentally told people I’m 16 before and had to correct myself 😂😂

Patrick is excited about this holiday, boy you don’t know what’s coming 😂

HE’S GONNA ATTACK THE LADY WITH A BABY I FORGOT THAT TOO WTF

I wanna fight him

Diane’s anemic ? Or her mum is just assuming

SHELAGH IN HER CAMPING OUTFIT!! The hair scarf and trousers !! I’m so here for it 😍😭

I want to see her in another pair!! yes lets get it 1962. Probably not likely this series but hopefully next series!! Ah can’t wait

Shit this series is almost over 💔💔 but omg 1963 gonna be lit as well?!

Like the space race started/orbiting the earth, Kennedy’s assassination .. wait never mind lol I’m thinking of American History moments. but still a lot of it was crazy world news so maybe it’s mentioned?? first bond film came out in'63, petition for Tim to go take Susan whatever from around the corner to see it since we know he liked the novels

Lots of famous films came out in ‘63 so there’s gotta be some reference.

Fun fact: I love pop culture references in period drama bc I’m lame jk I’m majoring in education (to teach history)

Old news but still relevant: Phyllis’s turn on: Rolodex systems 📇

“CRANE, as in the wading bird or industry lifting equipment, whichever you prefer” LOVE U PHYLLIS, YOU CORRECT HIM

PHYLLIS’S FACE WHEN GODFREY SUGGESTS SHE CAME OUT OF RETIREMENT, IM DEAD

“I shall consider retirement when I’m at the appropriate age”  IM LAUGHING SO HARD, FUCK YEA PHYLLIS. I LOVE HER SO MUCH, LINDA BASSET IS ON THE LIST WITH LAURA AND HELEN OF PEOPLE WHO COULD PUCH ME IN THE FACE AND I’D THANK

LOL SHELAGH JUST STANDING AWKWARDLY LISTENING TO THIS CONVERSATION

“Buenos vacaciones”  I NEED MORE PHYLLIS WORKING ON HER SPANISH I LOVE IT, Ella es oro.

lol the roof rack, bet it was Phyllis’s they borrowed when they moved

PHYLLIS’S FACE OF DISGUST WHEN DR GODFREY SMILES AT HER IS ME ALWAYS

LOL THE THE NURSES & SISTER WINIFRED DYING OVER PATRICK’S SHORTS (EVen though sister W “swears she’s not looking”)

I THINK THE SOCKS AND WHITE DAD SANDALS ARE MORE AMUSING 😂😂

Poor Judith💔

It’s a vicious attack Sister J! But you don’t know it yet so I get u

Here comes summer..😂

SETTING UP IN THE POURING RAIN LOL

Shelagh and Angela being adorable !!

Tim and Patrick proud that  they set the tents up & boom it falls 😂 which is symbolic for me taking exams, I think I did well or at least decent on them and then I find out I failed by like 5 points

Nonnatus table scenes <3 😭

”I’ve seen more dangerous marshmallow bunnies“ lmao Pats this is a serious moment I shouldn’t laugh

Shelagh took off her glasses 😉😏 but fr how is Laura Main so perfect

Patrick put scotch in its lit, pass it over😏

Lol Shelagh drinking is a strange thought but I’m so here for it. Nuns can’t drink right? Idk. Imagine her drinking alcohol for the first time and just getting drunk 😂 we know Patrick and Tim are lightweights getting drunk off one beer so I assume shelagh would too😂

Damn it Patrick, you spilled your cup. Furthermore proving you’re a disaster 😭

LMAO SHELAGH’s “WTF” FACE WHEN SHE ASKS PATRICK WHAT HE’S THINKING ABOUT AND HE SAID THE ULCER CLINIC

LIKE C'MON PATRICK YOU KNOW WHERE SHELAGH WAS TRYNA GO WITH THAT😂

“And if you don’t mind my saying so, you’re not exactly Cliff Richards yourself” SHELAGH 😂😂 another great line of hers, love it

I love their playful banter lol we need more of that 😂 but lets be real series 6 has had some of the greatest Shelagh and Patrick moments so I can’t complain 😭😍

Peter and Barbara is such a unusual dynamic haha

“How is chummy?” Wait does Babs even know Chummy? I don’t even remember if they met tbh

But for real Shelagh did you really think Patrick would just forget about work completely ??

Lol Angela crying because she is petrified of squirrels😂😂and Shelagh running to her is so cute.

Why didn’t she just get rid of the *creepy* squirrel nutkin book? it seemed like they still had it in series 6 haha

rice pudding is I think the same as aroz con leche, lol it’s gross sorry

Diane’s water broke oh shit

the Turners all in the tent playing I spy bc it’s raining haha

I went camping for the first and last time this past summer w/ my sister in laws & her friends, it was awful 😂😂 I got like 100 mosquito bites that became welts, i literally slept in the car the second night & it was mid July fairly south of east coast aka it was humid and sticky af , there were wild horses that walked around..Thank God they brought alcohol cause it was a nightmare I don’t wanna remember 😂😂

ANGELA IS SO CUTE UGH & ANOTHER GREAT SHELAGH FACE😂

lol yes go to a hotel, should’ve done that from the get

So what exactly does Fred run? some civil defense thing?

She’s in labor and can’t even scream omg, I’m screaming

“They are often incorrect in their opinion” Sister MJ is a gem. I want someone to look at me the way Sister MJ looks at cake and the television

Phyllis yelling at Dr Godfrey😂

PATS’S FACE OF DISGUST IS ALSO ME

HOW DO THESE WOMEN GIVE BIRTH STANDING/SITTING UP?? AHHHH

There you are Beatrix, it’s been a while

Patsy being suspicious with the card game line lol. but when is Trixie going to find out about Patsy and Delia?

SHE RIPPED OUT HER WOMB?! WTF OMG IM SCREAMING

THIS HURTS TO WATCH AHH

Trixie and Sister MC to the rescue but omg this is wild I forgot

Fred wtf you can’t be sneaking up like that

DONT LEAVE SISTER MC ALONE TRIXIE

NOO, IM NOT PREPARED FOR THIS

“There are flowers on the table, and feathers in these pillows, that’s all the nature I need to get back to” I feel you Patrick lol, I like nature but not camping

Lol remember Shelagh’s old nightgown? ah I don’t miss it. The bri nylon is such a look™ & obviously has magically powers i.e this miraculous conception.

“..or they’ve been mulled to death by squirrels” IM DEAD HAHA THAT WAS A GOOD DAD JOKE, NICE ONE PATRICK

aw the baby is so precious

Why is the operating room/being in surgery called theatre in the U.K.?? and why is the doctor’s office/practice called the surgery? so many questions from a confused American..

Sister MC by the docks😭💔 she was just chillin with God and THIS HORRIBLE MAN RUINS EVERYTHING WTF UGH

Oh no

SISTER MC JUST UNCONSCIOUS ON THE DOCKS WTF IM CRYING WHY WOULD HURT HER

Patrick even if you were there she wouldn’t have called you, don’t blame urself

it’s not your arrogance sister MC!!

“don’t you even say the word fault, do you hear me, I won’t allow it” 😭💔 it’s NOT your fault sister MC 😰

I forgot how upset/hurt this episode makes me

“The worst thing is that I actually stopped to pray…” my heart hurts

You can’t even blame her for being angry😪

Judith you’re not a bad mother!! This isn’t your fault either

Sister MJ IN THE BATHROOM WITH HER😢😢💔💔 I’m c r y i n

I SAID PROTECT THEM AT ALL COSTS WHY DID THEY HURT ME LIKE THIS

Everyone so quiet at the table..

ILL FOREVER BE PROUD OF HOW BRAVE SISTER MC IS FOR SPEAKING UP FOR HER AND THE OTHER VICTIMS💖😭💔

Russian prison tats??

“I thought at first it was a test of faith, but it was a test of strength. I can bear more than I ever though I could and I can bear it for others because my strength is a gift, from him..” brb sobbing

I feel so bad for Mrs Hills bc I understand she thought she was doing the right thing and was trying to protect her daughter from the stigma & judgment from having a baby born outta wedlock 😭

But damn she almost killed her & now she can’t have any more kids

“I’m a mum, mum” Aw

lol I want children (obviously not anytime soon) but if I do Ima be shook for the rest of my life. Like my kids will  be like grown & I’ll still wake up like wtf I had them?  Lmaoo

SHELAGH’S GREY DRESS >>😍

Patrick jumping on the bed was cute lol

The Turners being cute and an unrealistically perfect family together as usual

Trixie 😍off to her AA💕

“I think it’s about time I came clean..”

Im so proud of her omg. She’s come so far in 6 series 😭💖💖😭

And Patsy and Delia are supportive yess👏🏼

“New truths were being spoken at Nonnatus house, but some remained concealed. While one voice rose, striving to erase its agony in song.”

Thanks Vanessa,, The End 😭