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mothwingwritings · 1 year ago

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Save The Date

F!Reader X Jean Pierre Polnareff

Today is my birthday!!! Yaaay! To celebrate, I wrote this self-indulgent, out of left field, Polnareff-kidnaps-you-on-your-bday-and-tries-to-force-his-love-on-you story because why not? I’ve been wanting to write more Jojo and I love Polnareff’s himbo ass sooo here it is. :D I decided to go back to my roots with this one, it was therapeutic loool.

This was a bit rushed because I want to get it finished by today, but I hope you enjoy!!! Thank you for reading and for being here! Love y’all~ ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Warnings: Kidnapping, imprisonment, reader is restrained this whole fic, forced/nonconsensual touching and kissing, brief mentions of sex, delusional Polnareff, probably horrible butchering of French pet names (I am sorry any French speakers, forgive my google translate indiscretions (；´∀｀))

Everything was perfect.

From the varying balloons and streamers that dotted the room, to the bows he had placed so lovingly in your hair, Jean Pierre Polnareff had worked hard to make this presentation immaculate. It was what his baby deserved after all-it wasn’t like it was your birthday every day.

It took weeks of planning and organizing to get everything just right. He’d spent countless hours calling the best caterers and bakers in town, and spent all his down time consulting with party planners to make sure this soiree would go off without a hitch. He was even able to score the perfect dress for you from the fancy boutique down the street-the very same dress you had been casting wistful (yet furtive) glances at for quite some time. The moment the ornate frock had gone on sale he could barely conceal his excitement and ended up purchasing it right away. He was sure you would be thrilled to receive the gown as a gift, and also be touched by his intuitive nature, his knack for picking up on the things you desired.

It was just your style, and he knew as soon as you donned it you would look nothing short of gorgeous. Envisioning you in it made his heart flutter, the smile that would engulf your face as you twirl around in it, giggling in sheer delight as the fabric swirls prettily around you, was sure to be a sight for sore eyes. It was hard waiting to see the dream become a reality.

When he finally got the chance to slip it on your body, he needed a moment to compose himself before he proceeded with the rest of the party setup. He had been correct in his assumption-you looked breathtaking, exactly like a princess in your new frilly, satin, dress. He wished he could have arranged to also have someone do your hair and makeup to really complete the look, but it was too risky to chance it. As much as he would have loved for you to wake up to a complete makeover, he couldn’t trust anyone to not be suspicious of the arrangement he had currently setup for you, and he dared not muck you up with his own mediocre skills.

But at the same time it didn’t really matter that he couldn’t have a cosmetologist stop by, you always looked perfect and ethereal, dolled up or otherwise.

Everything was splayed out before you, not a single item out of place. The table was neatly set with his finest dishes and cutlery, set at the ready to be topped with the feast that he was preparing for you. Vibrant bouquets comprised of only the fullest and brightest blooms of your favorite flowers sat on each end of the table, and fragrant candles cast flickering light over the scene, exuding a very romantic aura. Dinner (one of your favorite meals) was nearly done cooking in the kitchen, and its scent had begun to enticingly fill the room. He could practically hear your stomach rumble in anticipation.

The centerpiece of it all was an elaborate cake, decadent and rich, your name and a sweet birthday message sprawled on its surface in a pretty, curving script. It was far too large for just two people to consume, but that just meant there would be more to look forward to in the future. Maybe you would want to freeze some of it to share with him again on your next birthday, like some couples do with their wedding cake. The correlation made him blush as he fixated on it, giddy as he fantasized about all that lay ahead for the two of you.

With everything assembled, all he had to do was wait. He parked himself opposite you at the table, dressed to the nines to try and match you. As impressive as his finely tailored suit was, he didn’t hold a candle to your radiance. He sighed dreamily as he took you in, his eyes roving over your peaceful face while slumber still claimed you. You had a habit of incessantly frowning or shooting him questionable glances while you were awake. Whenever you noticed that his attention was turned your way, a grimace inevitably followed. This moment of peace where he could drink you in without any backlash was bliss, and as much as he was excited for you to wake up, he couldn’t help but relish this serene alone time he was sharing with you.

No kicking and screaming, no crying, no unnecessarily hurtful words flung his way when all he’s trying to do is show you love. Right now there was just you, him, and this lovingly crafted display of his affection that he prepared just for you, the love of his life. A small mountain of presents towered behind him, waiting patiently to be picked open by your delicate fingers. Most of them were little things he had picked up for you here and there that he thought you would like, trinkets and baubles he felt exuded a very ‘you’ aura and thus needed to be brought home to you. He used to try and give them to you the moment he purchased them, but you would always turn them away, telling him that he was spending way too much money on you. Silly girl, no amount of currency could ever be a waste on you.

The gift pile was a veritable array of goodies sure to delight you, teeming with big things, small things, and one very important thing that had been weighing heavily in his pocket for the past week. He had always planned on presenting it to you on your birthday (there was no greater gift than a perfectly cut rock signifying your eternal union, after all), but carried it around with him as a good luck charm of sorts, keeping it near till the moment he could give it to you. He kept it in his breast pocket as close to his heart as he could, childishly hoping that the placement would infuse it with the immense love he felt for you, each heart beat coursing through it making it shine more dazzlingly.

Though he enjoyed carrying it around with him, the time was soon approaching for it to go to its intended home, sitting prettily on your ring finger. Musing on it made him glance down at your hands as they rested daintily on the chairs arm rest. He tried not to focus on the straps he had placed around your arms, holding you in place to prevent you from bolting the moment you woke up. You were such a jumpy, shy thing, inclined to run and hide the moment you spotted him. He knew this setting would be overwhelming for you, that you would not take all the extra attention so easily, hence why the sedation and extra restraints were needed. As much as he wanted to do a more natural approach, there was just no way to keep hold of you otherwise. It was a necessary measure, but it was one he hated nonetheless.

Knowing you would be upset when you awoke filled him with dismay, but ultimately the drugs and confines were all just a means to an ends. After the initial shock wore off, you were certain to be pleased by all his effort.

Hesitantly, he reached out to grasp your hands, holding them gently in his own. His thumb slowly grazed your knuckles, tracing small circles over your soft skin. Were they not strapped down, he would have chanced giving your hand a kiss, his lips yearning to make contact with you in any way they could. It truly was a shame that you were so adverse to touch, for he constantly longed to handle you tenderly, treating you so lovingly you would become putty in his hands, melt at his ministrations. He could clearly picture the expressions you would make while he busied himself, running his fingers gingerly across your flesh, memorizing every inch of you in faithful reverence, kisses following where his fingers once tread.

It was his most avid desire, but he had yet to act on the fantasy. His dream would come true someday, but first you had to get used to him. Ease into your new life.

It was a torturous process, waiting for you to warm up, but he knew it would be worth it in the end. Besides, with how bashful you were he figured he would be your first time for so many things, and that was exhilarating in its own right.

Suddenly, you stirred. Polnareff perked up, his eyes darting to your face as he watched your own slowly blink open. You scrunched your face in discomfort, groaning as your head gradually rose from its lulled posture. The after effects of the heavy drugs made your movements sluggish and groggy, another small groan slipping past your lips as you rotated your shoulders in an attempt to stretch.

Your gaze eventually landed on Polnareff, his face lighting up when you didn’t immediately look away. Still heavily sedated, confusion dominated your features. At this point, you were unsure where you were, what was going on, and probably perplexed by Polnareff’s presence, maybe even so bewildered you didn’t yet fully remember who Polnareff was. A warm smile graced his lips as he watched you come to, your befuddled state too cute to resist.

“Ma chérie,” Polnareff purred, his voice drawing you further from your hazy state, “I’m glad you are finally awake. It wouldn’t do to have you sleep through your whole party now, would it?”

Disorientation was giving way to realization, a look of fear and agitation morphing your lax expression into a sharp scowl. You began to pull against your bindings, your tugs becoming sharper the moment you felt resistance, alarm mounting when you realized how trapped you truly were. Your eyes locked onto Polnareff’s, the haze that had clouded them gone, replaced with resentful animosity. It was painful being at the end of your enmity, but he reminded himself it was to be expected. You would be filled with contentment very soon, he just had to get you there.

“Jean what the hell,” Your words came out listless and slurred. As the final dregs of the drugs wore off, you struggled to get your baring’s. “Where am I? What is all this? Did you… did you fucking drug me?”

Panic was starting to course through you, wide blown eyes filling with tears that you tried desperately to blink back. Your breathing grew labored as you started to thrash, trying your hardest to free yourself from the man who had imprisoned you, despite your compromised state.

Concerned you would hurt yourself, Polnareff gripped your hands tightly to try and sooth you, but it only caused your struggling to grow in intensity. Noting this, he quickly relinquished his hold, instead opting to cup your cheeks in a manner he hoped you would find more reassuring. Your skin was moist from your freshly fallen tears, his thumb easily sliding across its delicate surface, trying to wipe them away as best he could. You attempted to recoil from his touch, but the restraints and his firm hold kept you in place.

“Please amoureuse calm down,” he shushed you, worry reflected in his eyes, “You’ll end up hurting yourself if you keep pulling like that-“

“Fuck off,” you seethed between clenched teeth, “Let me go NOW Polnareff, or I swear I’ll-“

He clamped a hand over your mouth, halting any further commentary. A deep frown etched itself into his face as he stared you down, patience waning at the immediate vehemence you directed his way. Today was not supposed to go this way, he expected some backlash sure, but you weren’t supposed to recover from the medicine he had given you so rapidly. It was supposed to take time, fester a bit so that you would slowly come around, giving him plenty of time to explain things to you and have you get used to the arrangement naturally.

All the extra precautions were to help you see this for what it was, a true celebration to exhibit his unwavering dedication to you, and not whatever horrific falsity you had concocted in your anxiety addled brain. He cursed himself for not giving you the larger dose as he originally intended, he was just so concerned you may sleep too deeply and miss out on your special day altogether.

“You need to be quiet now, (Name),” His voice was low, a serious edge to it that froze your thrashing, granting him your full regard, “I know you are upset and confused, it’s only natural with how you woke up, and I don’t blame you for it. But there is no need for your ire ma cherie, look around you,” he released his hold, sweeping his hand across the room to show off his handiwork, “This is all for you bella. I worked so hard to make everything perfect for you because you deserve nothing less. Each decoration, accessory, snack, present-they were all assembled lovingly with you in mind. I’ve been preparing this for months, so please don’t be-“

“I don’t want any of this,” you once more cut him off, your voice choppy as you forced it out through shaky sobs, “I never wanted any of this. How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t feel for you this way Polnareff? What you are doing is wrong, this entire ‘party’ is wrong! Please, if you really care about me at all just let me go and-“

Swiftly, he slammed his hand down on the table before you, rattling the dishes so violently it was surprising that none of them broke. Startled by the sudden upset, you lurched in your restraints, instantly shutting up out of fear. Your body quivered in distress, worried that if you said another word it would only further enrage him, and the assault next go around may not stop at just a whacked table.

“Stop it,” He annunciated each word, his eyes holding a sharpness that sent chills down your spine, “You don’t know what you are saying mon cœur, you are just blindly judging things before you even try them.” He took a shaky breath before continuing, “I have been patient, I have been kind, I have given you nothing but love, yet you constantly keep me at arm’s length, turning away from me in disgust even though I worship the ground you walk on. Please for one minute stop being so damn ungrateful and just be satisfied with all the hard work I have put in to meeting your lofty, unreasonable standards, or else you may actually have something to cry about.”

Tears continued to pour down your cheeks as your panic-stricken eyes drank him in. Your bottom lip quivered, sniffles punctuating your breathing, but you didn’t speak another word. He felt momentarily guilty for going off on you (on your birthday, no less), but seeing the success his rare instance of harshness awarded him quickly overshadowed any negativity he felt, instead washing him in a feeling of victory.

Now that he got his point across, hopefully you could proceed as planned and things would be smooth sailing from here on out.

In the other room the oven started to noisily beep, signaling that dinner was ready to be served. He rose to his feet, hovering over you before making his way towards the kitchen.

“Ah, perfect timing,” he forced a smile, doing his best to hide the hurt your brusque behavior had inflicted upon him. He squared his shoulders, composing himself before continuing. “Here is how the night will progress, amour. I will prepare our meals and then we will enjoy them peacefully in each other’s company. Once we are done, we can dig into this cake I ordered especially for you from the gourmet bakery down the street, the one that’s so popular it has a wait list.”

He sighed dejectedly, hanging his head in defeat before continuing, “You may not care, but I think it’s important that you take into consideration just how much of myself I poured into this celebration before you make another snide, thoughtless remark.”

His eyes flicked down to the cake, a brief look of sadness wavering within them before he directed his attention back your way. “It’s lovely though, isn’t it? I am sure it will taste just as good. Don’t worry, if you haven’t calmed yourself in time to be let loose I will gladly feed you chérie. Even when you are being particularly… bratty, I would not want you to miss out on such a delicacy. Then, once our bellies are full you can start unwrapping this mound of presents behind me, and we will just pray that it doesn’t take us through the entire night.”

He chuckled, his demeanor beginning to soften as he spoke, appreciative of the obedience you were displaying and the lack of unwarranted commentary as he got through the itinerary for the night. “Finally, we will end the party with a gift that has been a long time coming, one that is a truly significant mark of our eternal bond. I know you will love it ma chérie, just as much as I will.”

He saw a shiver course through you at his words, a small, sad whimper tumbling from your lips as your shoulders sagged. The gravity of his allusion bore down on your small frame, shrinking you down in a poor attempt at hiding from your inescapable fate. He tutted when he saw your attitude shift, his hand again finding your cheek to give it a gentle stroke. This time, you didn’t flinch away.

“I know this is a lot to take in ma beauté and I am sorry it frightened you at first,” he leaned down, planting a lingering kiss to your forehead before proceeding, “But you will come around very soon, I know you will. You are my sweet girl, and after you experience what a great time we are about to have you will be so overcome with joy that you will barely be able to stand it. In fact, you may already feel a little silly for giving me such a hard time, am I right?”

Suddenly, his expression turned bashful. A rosy hue illuminated his cheeks as he started to fidget uncomfortably, a slightly embarrassed looking smile gracing his lips. Your body turned cold as his hand slid from your cheek to your shoulder, idly toying with the thin strap of your dress. His roving eyes fell to your chest, a hungry look flashing through them before they found their way back to your gaze.

“And then, after you have finished going through all your gifts, to thank me for what a gracious lover I have been maybe… maybe I can unwrap something too?”

You shudder at his insinuation, a look of pure dread donning your features.

“Polnareff,” you choked out, strained words struggling to form one final, soft plea, “please.”

Before you could utter another word, his mouth aggressively claimed your own. He pressed hard against you, as if to engrain the scorching feeling of his lips on to your flesh. You whined, squirming against him until he pulled away, staring at you with longing, love struck eyes.

“Happy birthday, ma chérie. Let’s make this one to remember.”

#Polnareff you silly guy I would have come to this party regardless you didn't have to tie me up :)#yandere jojo x reader #yandere jojos bizarre adventure #jojos bizarre adventure x reader #yandere jojos bizarre adventure x y/n #yandere jojos bizarre adventure x reader #jojos bizarre adventure x y/n #jean pierre polnareff #polnareff x reader #yandere polnareff x reader #jean pierre polnareff x reader #jean pierre polnareff x y/n #polnareff x y/n #dark fic #yandere x reader #yandere fic #mothwingswritings #Thank you for reading!#and happy birthday to me and whoever else shares this bday! :D

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glitterclan · 3 months ago

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I've been really enjoying this blog so far, and the colony lore, as well as Falconshine's lore, have me interested.

Because of your good grasp on worldbuilding, I was wondering if, without delving into spoilers, the other three clans would ever get some more screentime or lore built around them?

For example, are there any cats within the other three clans who are related to any of our protagonists? And if there was a in lore explanation as to why certain cats chose certain clans, considering the territory is practically the same per each? And also how the four leaders were chosen (I'm assuming Starclan sought them out in particular.)

Really looking forward to seeing where this goes!

thank you for your message! admittedly i actually have not really thought much about the other three clans, but i am sure there are some relations between cats in the clans (maybe not familial, as i feel they would join the same clan. perhaps they were part of the same group?) it's hard for me to think about the other three clans because i don't want to just make up characters for them, i'd rather have them ran as generated clans alongside glitterclan. but i'm absolutely not going to run four clans simultaneously and keep track of aaaaall their crossing interactions. i'm sure i will have to show some gathering scenes eventually though, so i may just generate some leaders for that occasion...

there are minor differences in the territories! glitterclan is located on the south side and has access to the twolegplace, which nobody else really wanted. as such, glitterclan is most open to threats originating from the twolegplace. shineclan, glowclan, and sparkleclan likely have access to their own respective things as well, maybe like mountains, forests, or the beach that can offer more prey options. that being said, it seems glitterclan did get the short end of the stick territory-wise, lol

the leaders were chosen specifically by hareclaw, the starclan guide/the last spirit of the old starclan (i haven't visually included him in the story yet because i haven't really found a good place for him loool) i imagine they are all good-aligned cats with strong morals, though perhaps some future leaders will not follow this tradition...

it's a bit difficult to come up with consistent lore for a story that is based on randomly generated events. so, the lore i have created so far, at this early point in the story, is very barebones so that it remains flexible/open to any sort of change the game may throw at it. however i am sure as specific characters develop more, we will get more juicy lore! (for example, falconshine never really stood out to me in the beginning. but they had a loooot of interesting coincidences happen in their random events that led me to establish a backstory for them. hopefully this can happen with other characters as well!)

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yanyanderes · 2 years ago

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Yep! He is 5 feet flat and I've also read somewhere that he's the heaviest, even outweighing 12 Donnie (because height still adds up in case someone decides to say "but he's thin"). I'm not surprised by this considering Raph here is "pure muscle from head to toe" according to Splinter. I wonder if maybe y/n tries to use cockroaches to get him away? Actually, that'd probably be a bad idea. If I remember correctly, he temporarily sucked up his fear to save Mikey from the roach terminator earlier in the show. He'd likely do the same here but crazed. But still! LOOOL imagine the scenario of y/n being so desperate, they stay by a dumpster full of roaches and Raph is just standing there with Sais in hands roaring, "Get over here! NOW!"

Y/n might even have the confidence and start teasing him for being a little ball of testosterone but yet, terrified of these small creatures and he ends up snatching you away and then beating your ass until you black out

ok i know this probably wasn’t what you were looking for, but i think this idea is just so funny. might post some art of it later

“please don’t look here please don’t look here please don’t look here”

that’s all (y/n) can think as they curl into a ball, their dumpster the only thing hiding them from the raging mutant looking for them. the stench of rotten food and other waste they don’t want to even think about attacks their nose, yet they keep reminding themselves “better in here alone than out there with him”

“(Y/N)!”

even through the metal walls of their safe haven, raph’s voice booms, his footsteps just as furious. (y/n) covers their mouth, suppressing a whimper hearing the sound of metal shifting. no doubt, he was checking the other dumpsters and would reach this one soon. all they can do is squeeze their eyes closed and pray he gives up.

but their prayers go unanswered when the dark dumpster is suddenly illuminated by the moonlight.

“what’re you doing in there?! get out here right now-!”

they can feel raph reach his hand out to grab them and yank them out into the alleyway, yet his hand never makes contact with them. instead, he lets out a high-pitched scream, and they hear him fall to the ground. did someone come to save them? peaking through their fingers, they look up to see who their savior is…

a cockroach.

a small cockroach, poking its head up to gaze down at the retreating mutant, who had backed into a wall and was now staring in fear.

is- is raph messing with them?

is the mutant who would beat anyone who so much as looked at them weirdly to a pulp,

the beast who had kept them locked up in the sewers for weeks,

now on the verge of a heart attack? because of a roach?

and honestly, (y/n) can’t help but laugh. they know they shouldn’t. after all, their captor was still standing several feet in front of them, but come on! it’s been so long since they’ve seen a scene so comical!

“what are you laughing at?! when i get my hands on you, i’ll-“

raph starts putting his brave face on again, but it quickly vanished when the cockroach climbs into (y/n)’s hand and they hold it out, practically sticking it in his face. he’s left screaming yet again, (y/n) swears he nearly jumped out of his shell.

“oh? what were you saying? sorry, i was a bit preoccupied with my new buddy~”

they keep their hand outstretched, and this moment goes on for a while, with (y/n) taunting raph while he cowers. every time he tries to threaten them, all they have to do is hold their new friend out, and raph is back to practically hiding in his shell. to (y/n), it feels oddly satisfying to see their roles reversed.

until the “new friend” gets bored and flies away.

the roach flies away and leaves (y/n) alone, peaking out of the dumpster with their empty palm outstretched to a very humiliated, very angry raph.

“that little traitor.”

#yandere tmnt #yandere teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere tmnt 2012 #yandere raph #yandere 2012 raph #yandere #yan-asks

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babacontainsmultitudes · 1 year ago

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glennry + cartoons ? :D

Oh cute!!!

Hm. I think that Henry likes cartoons in theory much more than in practice. He tends to appreciate the messages of a lot of kids cartoons (Henry thinks that most cartoons are intended for younger audiences), but when it comes down to it they're just... Not really his thing? Not from what he's been exposed to anyways. Glenn on the other hand, big cartoon guy. Anything Disney obviously, but also a lot of anime, he probably calls Nick "Nickelodeon" now and then, and though he isn't quiet about his dislikes I think he's basically always still willing to try something before he knocks it.

Post S1, Glenn spends a lot of time at the Oak-Garcia household. Unlike their dad, the twins LOVE cartoons (as a side note, cartoons were probably the one way they got to trick Henry into letting them watch stuff not made for kids lol), and at first it's not so much that the twins watch cartoons with Glenn, but more that he happens to be lying on the living room couch a lot when they put stuff on. With time, however, watching cartoons with uncle Glenn basically becomes a new favorite pasttime for Lark and Sparrow. They appreciate his snarky commentary and how much he enagages with the shows and with them, and on his end I think Glenn really likes bonding with the kids this way, something something it reminds him heavily of Nick and how they used to hang out. Glenn is also how the twins get introduced to anime (everyone else assumes that was from Nicky, but Lark and Sparrow know the truth loool). Henry catches on to all of this, and aside from it giving him (and Mercedes) a much appreciated break now and again, Henry also just finds it *very* cute, especially when the three of them are laughing together at whatever they're watching. Sometimes he joins them, though he generally finds himself paying less attention to the screen and more attention to how his heart feels when Glenn leans in to point out some obscur technical detail about the animation, or when there's a romantic scene and Glenn's face becomes soft in a way that Henry once would not have thought possible. All that to say... Henry eventually learns to like cartoons.

#:3 tysm Travis I hope this one was alright!#Lowkey stopped being about glennry for a good hot minute there but hopefully this is okay anyways hahaha #I also hc Glenn and Morgan as having watched a lot of cartoons together so when Henry decides to join them-#Well. I think it means more to Glenn than he lets on.#asks #ask game #dndads headcanon #glennry #henry oak #henry oak garcia #glenn close #lark oak #sparrow oak #sparrow oak garcia #lark oak garcia #nicky freeman #nick close #dndads

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bakugoulvr420 · 4 years ago

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bakugou’s sleep time

omg whoever you are, you’re literally living inside my head because IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR SOO LONG but here you go!

i dont think that bakugou actually goes to sleep at 8:30 pm or anywhere close to 8 ?here are my reasons why:

the kids at the dorms assume that bakugou is sleeping when he’s nowhere to be seen. it could literally be an excuse for him to not want to be around them. i also find myself saying, “im heading to bed” when im not feeling like talking to anybody and im sure i’m not the only one

people have assumed that bakugou goes to sleep that early because of that one short scene which i believe was part of the outro at some point. this was included in season 4- when all of that eri mess was going on. not only bakugou but the rest of the 1-a kids felt the rising tension. it didnt help when they literally had no idea what was even going on. bakugou is VERY quickwitted and is capable of figuring out things with ease so i wouldn’t be surprised if he was worried (dont forget that he waited for the kids to return but then excused it as him just lounging around smh). he thinks a lot so he really could’ve been thinking about something and slowly falls asleep that way lol

during the music festival arc, the kids practiced A LOT. they would sometimes even sacrifice sleep just to practice. to me it seemed like he had no real problem staying up for that late to practice. but who knows if he’s just good at tolerating stuff like that

he wakes up late during the weekends (?) remember that scene where he was aggressively brushing his teeth? mitsuki yells at him with something along the lines of “dont wake up at noon and make all this noise!”. noon starts from 12. lets do the math here. lets say this guy sleeps at 8:30 and is capable of sleeping until 12. that is 16 hours. OKAY fine he requires a lot of sleep because he overuses his body a lot, but STILL wtf

here is the schedule for the students at UA

we can see that class officially ends at 3 pm. bakugou probably studies and trains even after school. is that even enough time ??? dont forget that he probably wants to do some reading and whatever other shit he does on his own time. (unless he can do all of this in 5 hrs)

in the heroes rising movie, bakugou for some reason decides to not do the community service during the day when everybody else is doing it and instead goes out at night. my first question when i saw this scene was, why did he decide to do things this way?? was he aware that at night nobody would want to volunteer so he decided to do it himself? or did he realize that things would be calmer at night ?? anyways, if he sleeps at 8:30, itd clash with his sleeping time, no? going out so late at night after dinner time doesnt seem so convinient for somebody that sleeps so early.

MANGA SPOILERS wouldnt someone who goes to sleep that early get enough sleep and therefore feel refreshed in the mornings ?? to me it seems like bakugou is NOT a morning person at all. during the internship arc with endeavor, bakugou says “dont be making all this damn noise from the very morning!” maybe he just takes a bit more time to get adapted ...?

PERSONALLY i think that he sleeps at maybe around 9:30-11:00 ? but lies down in bed at around 9:00 or something, it really depends on what he’s doing or how he is feeling. if he had a really bad day, he’d get in bed particularly early and think about stuff. he definitely cares about his health so yeah he probably sleeps early.

or maybe he’s like izuku and sleeps at 1 am studying loool

#bakugou #katsuki #bakugou headcanons #kacchan #bakugou fluff #bnha #bakugous sleeping schedule #bakugou analysis #bnha headcanons

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intothewickedwood · 4 years ago

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Once Upon A Time Rewatch: 5x15 The Brothers Jones

Why didn’t she heal him straight away?

*whispers* how does Liam have an Australian accent but Killian has an English one? Headcanon that their mum had an Australian accent.

Remember fanon Liam pre-this episode though? He was so different and approved fiercely of Emma. Everyone just accepted that as practically canon. maybe the writers learnt of that and thought they’d subvert expectations. It’s funny reading fics with Liam pre and post this episode. It’s like a different character. I think I prefer canon Liam, because conflict!

Maybe Liam just really missed his brother and wanted to move on with him. I can understand that. 

I respect Liam’s loyalty to his brother. It can’t have been easy practically having to raise him.

Loool. I’m sorry but it’s hilarious that Cruella and James ended up together. Cruella liked what she saw with Sheriff Chisel chin so got one of her own xD!

Is that Rumple’s prison behind Cruella?

Do I even want to know what James and Cruella have been up to in their sex dungeon? Yes I do.

My boy David is too vanilla for this.

Did Ruth really pick her favourite? 

The twins still haven’t met yet! That’s wild!

How do people do that, where they put out flames with a pinch of their fingers?

Stop with the flame hair! I can’t with it x,D!!

Wait, Hades can’t hurt anyone in the world above? Then how did he kill Robin? Maybe they circumvented that obstacle and I’m forgetting.

What’s so good about that shiny piece of rock? Is the eye of the storm magic?

Has the ink not dried on the pages or something? How comes Liam’s hands are dirty?

I love a good stormy sea scene!

This scene looks so cool!

Oh my gosh! It’s like the scene with Mufasa and Scar! But like the opposite. That has to be intentional!

I do love these brothers’ love for each other!

Killian’s holding on so tight. He loves his big bro so much.

Now I’m wondering if David or James were born first. I headcanon James was born a few minutes before David.

What does Liam mean by making amends for what he did to Killian?

That must be horrifying believing your loved one is going to the worst place imaginable.

Okay this goodbye is so sad. I hope they see each other again one day.

Yay! Grandpa Charming time! It’s been so long! I need some Grandma Snow time too!

Yasss!! Are y’all ready for some Wicked Hell?! 

#ouat #once upon a time #killian jones #captain hook #liam jones #david nolan #prince charming #the jones brothers #jones brother #ouat 5x15 #ouat s5 #ouat rewatch #ouat rewatch 2019

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randomlyweeb · 4 years ago

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Random Discovery!!!

So, I'm a newbie to the fandom of TKRB and to their musicals and stages. As I continue to watch their perfomances (to be familiarize with the new fandom which is the 2.5D), a random thought popped into my mind and thought, "I wonder if Araki san also wear mismatched contact lens" but I kinda brush it off and thinks it wouldn't be necessary. But it really bothered me and it disturb my mind XDDDD and I was finding scenes to see his other eye if it is red. And luckily, I found it XDDD

I was currently listening (and watching) to the SRS 2017 while I'm studying for our exams these days (and I've come to appreciate Sato Ryuji here and their dance steps in the song Mistake can be a good references for practicing anatomy loool XDD Sato Ryuji's(since I don't know which name to use to be polite lol) voice here is really incredible! I really appreciate him here (we have a term in our dialect for his coice but I don't know what its english term but I kinda like it. Anyway, let's go back to the main point lol)

I. FINALLY. FIND. IT!!!(Capslock for intensity of my excitement)

In their SRS 2017, in their (Ishi Kari hueheuheue) song Te no Hira (Palm of the Hand), the moment he turn while staring at his hands which was touched by Imano, somewhere 2:01:40 or 2:01:41!!! In those points, if you carefully and attentively(?) watch/stare or wait for it, you can see a quick view of his other eye because of the gap of his hair to his face aaaaandddd, IT IS REEEEED! OH MYSOANDIQJSJSMAQOHX

I'm just happy to my discovery lol XDD I mean, some might already know and discover it but heey, it gives me a great feeling of accomplishment lol XDDD

I love his red eye so much and I really think it's cool~ Hanamaru made it cool, in my opinion, especially in the scenes of the episode where it is zoom or focus 🥺 it's truly beautiful~

And now that I have discovered it, I'll go back studying~

Stay safe~

P.S.

At the beginning of their song Palm of the Hand, I feel like Ishi and Nikkari are flirting with each other XDDD plus the ending!!! They look like a family 🥰

PPS

I really think it's great that his other eye remained red (but I don't know about the other perfomances though) despite the chance of not being able to see it is high. For me, it's really cool lol XDD

#toumyu #touken ranbu #touken ranbu musical

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otakween · 4 years ago

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07 Ghost (Drama CD) - The Day of Retribution

Okay, these drama CDs are harder to find than I thought they’d be! I ended up finding this one on a Russian website, linked from an old Livejournal. The things I do to not spend money...Anyway, let’s have a listen!

Translation here

Notes:

-Loool this CD has such a weird vibe. It feels like a crack fic posted on fanfiction.net back in the day. I’m here for it. Teito waking up Frau with a machine gun in an official product? Why not! (I loved the “wait do machine guns even exist in the 07 ghost world?” fourth wall break).

-Omg, Castor mentioned Dollfies and I had a Vietnam flashback. There was a point in time when I REALLy wanted a dollfie really badly (probably in high school). Looking back, I’m really glad I never bought one because it definitely would have just collected dust lol. I actually have a no figure buying rule because they’re just a massive waste of money imo

-Mikage harassing Teito about the porn was really annoying. If your friend ain’t into it, they ain’t into it!! Mikage shoulda stayed dead lol

-This drama CD includes 2 “free talks” with the voice actor cast. I was a little bit skeptical of how entertaining something like that would be, but I ended up really enjoying the first one. The theme was “embarrassing stories” and the spiciest one was probably the guy (I think it was Castor’s VA?) who had to share one mic for a BL drama CD recording. I haven’t heard much about the behind-the-scenes work of seiyuu so that was fun to listen to. There aren’t any fan translations of these “free talks” online so this is also good listening practice for me.

-The second part of the CD’s “plot” features Hyuuga dumping his responsibilities on Konatsu and hi-jinks ensue. I think my favorite part was Haruse and Kuroyuri “helping” lol. Really love how half of the Black Hawks are just like

-I’m kind of sad that drama CDs don’t exist in America. I guess the equivalent nowadays would be like, podcasts? I want to hear dub VAs banter! ;-;

#07 ghost #drama cd

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littlealiengrl09 · 5 years ago

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TROS Review

Things I liked, things I didn’t like...and all the things in between.

- Kylo’s interest piqued when Palpatine said he could give him “everything”. if that hadn’t included rey, he would’ve been like “peace” but instead was all “aight ima head out and find rey.” lol

-Knights of Ren walking together like if they’re about to drop a “Backstreet’s back, alright!” cover :P

- “Knight of Ren. Goals.” XD Loved that stormtrooper.

- Kylo was hawt in that board meeting. Kylo/Adam is just hawt in general.

- My boy practically daring Hux to say shit about his helmet. XD

- Ren throwing that FO officer up to the ceiling.

- Rey’s training was cool

- Kylo and Rey were meditating right around the same time. Couple’s goals!

- The shared vision of the past/future! How does Rey not know they’re soulmates by this point?

- Very nice to see Leia again as well as how her relationship with Rey has progressed.

- Some...almost all of the humor in this movie was lackluster, including Poe and Rey’s frustrated banter with each other over the flaming falcon/BB-8 which I think was meant to be funny, but they talked over each other so much that sometimes you hardly understand them and just end up frustrated with both of them.

- So it seems like Finn might still have feelings for Rey. Not really sure how I feel about that. At one point, he says he wants to tell her something but wants to tell her alone. He never gets to. I assume it was to confess his feelings.

- XD Liiittle bit of Stormpilot. Haha Poe was so jealous. “What? You want to tell her when Poe isn’t around?”

- Reylo’s first force bond vision in over a year! Kylo just sounds so hawt speaking to her through his voice modulator.

- “I offered you my hand once before.” SOUNDS STRAIGHT FROM A VICTORIAN DRAMA PPL.

- “You wanted to take my hand back then so why didn’t you?” “You didn’t kill me back then? Why didn’t YOU?”

“You can’t keep running from me, Rey. I will turn you to the dark side and we’ll rule together. The next time I offer my hand, you’ll take it. ” “We’ll see.” -snatches Rey’s necklace off her neck- Kylo’s UST was showing in this scene.

- Sorry, I’m dumb but I found that scene hawt lol reminded me of that one scene from Phantom of the Opera (2004 movie).

- Rey force healing the desert serpent. I love her...but that was a very Mary Sue moment.

- Kylo walking unscathed like a boss out of the wreckage of his Silencer.

- The power struggle they both had over the FO ship.

- The longing on Kylo’s face as he watches Rey walk away. He sees the anguish on her face at the thought of losing Chewy and he just LETS HER GO. They’re enemies and he just lets her walk away. This man is so in love with her.

- Their force fight in Ren’s quarters/Kijimi.

- “I know where she’s at now. She was in my quarters.” :D Why do I feel like it made him a little happy to know she was in his private area/bedroom?

- Kylo takes off his helmet AGAIN just for Rey. Offers his hand to her again and asks her to join him.

- The Lando/Zorii/Jannah/Pryde cameos were alright but brought little to the story honestly.

- Ok...everyone kept saying that Finn was mad horny/flirting with everyone in this movie. LMAO Were we watching the same movie? Cuz he literally never flirts with anyone in this movie. Not once. Not even Jannah. They have a brief “moment” when they realize they’re both stormtroopers who deserted but I wasn’t getting romantic vibes or anything. They were just kindred spirits.

- Darth Rey was cool. Not sure why she had fangs briefly lol. Althought brief, the fight Rey had against Darth Rey was cool.

- Rey realizing that Kylo has arrived when he picks up the wayfinder she accidentally dropped.

- “The only way you’re going to Exogol is if it’s with me.” Baes stay together <3

- Proceeds to crush the wayfinder with his bare hand and brute strength. Why is everything about this man so hawt? XD I know I’m crazy! The thirst is real loool

- Kylo does some mad dodging in this scene

- Water fight was good

- Didn’t like that she stabbed him but made up for it by force healing him.

- “I did want to take your hand back then. Ben’s hand.”

- His face upon realization that she really does want him

- So he could’ve turned sooner if she had admitted she’s in love with Ben?

- That shot of Ben on the Death Star by himself with his knee bent looking like a lonely prince.

- Kylo’s talk with Han and how it mirrored their last talk.

- He calls him dad!

- The audience cheered when Kylo threw his lightsaber into the sea! XD

- Ppl weren’t lying when they said some stuff didn’t make sense in this movie. Maybe Rey’s mom had been a nobody but her dad certainly wasn’t. And why did they skip over the part we all clearly heard in the last movie about Rey being “sold for drinking money.”

- Jodie Comer as Rey’s mom! Love it! Great resemblance!

- Ben Solo gunning it with a blaster on his way to save his space bae!

- When I say Adam looks so good in this movie, I’m not kidding! He somehow looks even younger in this movie, including his scenes as Ben Solo!

- Loved the part of course the lightsaber trick Reylo did through the force dyad.

- Rey laying on the ground, weakly calling out to the force “be with me...” over and over again

- The audience cheered when Ben’s hand appeared at the edge of the ravine!

- The way he limps/drags himself over to Rey’s dead body. ;( I could hear him breathe Rey’s name quickly. And how he gently cradles her body. His hand so soft on her neck. Him glancing around for help before holding her tightly against his body. I teared up so much watching Adam in this scene. He’s such a phenomenal actor!

- The Reylo kiss! I always knew Rey would kiss him first. The way he throws his arm around her instantly. A group of Reylo girls cheered at this part! His beautiful grin and chuckle!

- The way the audience just gasped as they watch him lie back and fade away. :/

- He did finish what Darth Vader started. He gave his life for the woman he loved and could not live without. That kiss was probably the happiest moment of his life.

- Lame how we get little of Rey’s reaction and how instantly switches to party mode. -___-

- Not even one last force ghost moment between Kylo and Rey. They couldn’t even give us THAT.

Rating: 7/10

Was not a super amazing film. The pacing was off, so was some of the dialogue and that ending was atrocious. Bring Ben Solo back, Disney! #BenSoloDeservedBetter

BONUS: XD On a side note, I went to watch CATS with my friend to try to cheer up after TROS. There’s something wrong with my crazy ass cuz I see Reylo in everything including this movie. :P You guessed it. The black and white cat (named Victoria and Mistoffeles). There’s one scene where they nuzzle and my friend (who is an anti-reylo btw) out of now where says “I would like Kylo and Rey together if they nuzzled like that.” Lmao I was like wut XD

I thought about Ben Solo a lot on the way home. I’m thinking someday if I have a son I’ll name him Ben as a way to honor him. When I got home, I just felt so numb. I couldn’t even cross the threshold. I just stayed outside for a few moments. I just felt so hopeless, especially when I saw I couldn’t see any stars out at all tonight. I teared up again. That’s all I’ve been doing lately, evening during Ben’s death scene. I feel like I’ll start bawling any day now once more time passes.

Disney, do us all a favor. If you’re gonna upload TROS onto Disney + then at least upload it with an alternate ending. Give it to the fans. They deserve it after this torture train you’ve put them through with lie and empty promises. Ugh, I feel so empty. I feel like in losing Ben Solo I lost a part of myself/a family member. If anyone wants to talk about TROS/Reylo with me, message me so we can cry/hug/rant together about it.

#reylo #tros spoilers #ix spoilers #serious star wars spoilers #turn back now #otp #reylo scum #kylo ren x rey #ben solo x rey #bey

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mendesho · 6 years ago

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Only Fools Pt 2: Please Don’t Bite

A/N: So here’s Part 2 to Only Fools. It’s more of a prequel of how Aria and Shawn met so you don’t have to read the first part to understand it.

Warnings: Smut.

(Header by the Amazing @stockholmshawn)

Word Count: 7.4 K

Summary: Aria is still getting over her last relationship when her friends drag her out. She meets a boy who makes her feel something she thought wasn’t possible. (I’m bad at summaries loool)

The music thudded loudly from the speakers, filling the dimly lit club with electric beat and pounding rhythms. The air was musky with the sweat of warm bodies grinding and writhing against each other on the small dance floor. The club smelled of smoke from lit cigarettes and free flowing alcohol being poured without a care. People of all ages danced carelessly, hands roaming the body of the nearest stranger and hips grinding against each other. Aria was new to this, the whole club scene. She wasn’t sure how she found herself here. One minute she was sat in her dorm, eating ice cream and crying over the silly rom com that played in the background as her mind wandered to her ex, and the next, her friends were pounding on the door, dragging her up and out of her comfy PJ’s into the tight black jeans and fitted crop top that she now adorned. “It’s been 2 months Ariel” Claire had said, fixing Aria’s hair, pushing the messy bangs out of her eyes. “Mark is a prick. It's time to move on and get yourself a man” Aria sighed, her eyes falling to the floor. She loved her friends for trying to help her, but she wished they would understand. Mark was her first real relationship, and it hurt like hell to be told it meant nothing. “I’m not ready” “Like hell you’re not!” Josie shouted from the bedroom, having made herself at home on Aria's bed. She stood up quickly, trudging to the bathroom and looking at Aria. “You’re more than ready. He never deserved you anyway, the twat” Aria appreciated that. She knew she deserved better, but having shared so many firsts with one person, it was hard to just move on and forget. Aria sighed again, not making eye contact with either of them. She just wanted to lie back in her bed and forget the world for a little while longer. “Aria” Claire had started, her hand resting firmly on Aria’s shoulder, forcing him to look up “You’re my best friend, and I say this with love, but stop being a soppy twat and let’s go get hammered!”

And so here Aria sat, nursing a gin and tonic that was more than halfway full at the small bar at the local club, Enigma, which Claire insisted they go to. It was Aria’s first time at a bar or club of any sort. She usually opted to stay inside and play video games and, on the rare occasion that she did go out, usually went to the frat houses on campus which was host to many drunken frat boys and jocks. Aria felt out of place. Her anxiety was skyrocketing as each guy walked to the bar offered her a hungry glance, looking as though they could devour her in one gulp. It was intimidating to say the least. Aria knew she was attractive, at least a little bit, but with the way these men ogled her, it made her nerves burn under her skin and her stomach bubble nervously. She felt like a piece of meat in the lion’s den just waiting to be pounced on. The metaphorical lamb to the slaughter. She felt kind of silly, being 19 years old and never having been to a club. It almost seemed like she’d missed out on a teenage rite of passage in a way. It's not like Aria had refused to ever she just never seemed to be offered. This whole thing, from the thumping music to the practical orgy happening on the dance floor, it all felt so foreign to her. “Hey there beautiful, what’s a pretty thing like you doing here all alone?” A deep, husky voice said to the right of her, tearing her from her thoughts. Aria winced slightly, hoping to remain unnoticed long enough for her friends to get tired and finally let her continue to sulk in her bed. Unfortunately, the lord wasn’t on her side that night. Aria shifted in her seat, eyeing the man. He was attractive, with a strong jaw that had little brown specks of stubble and sandy brown hair in a messy faux hawk. His eyes were a shiny green, the kind you’d find on the expensive emeralds that sat in the jewelry shop windows that sparkled brightly when the light hit them just right. He looked about 30, Aria thought. “I’m not alone... My friends are here” Aria said loud enough for the man to hear her over the pulsing tones surrounding them. “somewhere...” “Shame they left you all alone. Let me buy you a drink” The man said, a smirk playing on his lips. Aria felt uneasy in this man's presence, the man giving her wolf in sheep’s clothing sorts of vibes. Something didn’t sit right, whether it be the way the man eyed Aria hungrily, or the way his hand brushed ever so slightly against Aria’s hip, it made Aria uncomfortable. Aria tried to scoot away, praying the man would disappear if she acted uninterested. “No thanks, still working on this one” Aria said, trying to calm her rapidly beating heart. He wanted the man to go away so she could resume her previous position of being alone and miserable. “Oh come on, just one drink.” The guy persisted, his hand now resting firmly on Aria's lower back. Aria shifted, scooting away from the guy’s hand. “I’m fine, really. Thanks” Aria turned away from the guy, sending a silent prayer that he would go away with Aria’s rejection. For the second time that night, the lord wasn’t on his side. Instead, the guy gripped Aria’s shoulder firmly, spinning her around on the bar stool, a cold fierceness in his eyes. Aria's heart jumped in her throat, her eyes wide with fear. This was it, Aria thought. Her first time at a club and she was about to either get punched or murdered. “I think the girl said leave her alone” A voice spoke in a harsh tone, startling both Aria and the older man who's grip was still firm on Aria's shoulder. It was beginning to hurt, and Aria prayed it wouldn’t bruise. “And who are you” The man spat viciously. The owner of the voice came into view and Aria almost gasped. He was beautiful, like something out of an anime (maybe Aria had spent too much time inside). The man wore a white button up shirt that fit him nicely, the pale skin of his collarbone peeking from beneath the collar. His jeans were black and form fitting, accentuating his long, slender legs. His hair was dark brown, and his eyes were pools of honey brown that Aria could drown in without a care. “Just leave the girl alone” The man said, his voice stern and his eyes flashing menacingly. The creep glanced at the man once more before releasing Aria's shoulder, a sly smirk on his face “See you soon, hot stuff” After, the creep walked away. Aria breathed a sigh of relief as she felt her heart thud in his ears. She felt like he was going to explode, as he tried to steady his breathing. Her eyes looked up at the stranger, her knight in shining armor. The man was looking at her curiously and Aria could kiss him if she didn’t feel like his legs would collapse if she tried to stand. “You alright, love? Sorry about that guy, he’s a bit of a cretin” The man laughed “I noticed” Aria mumbled. Her heart rate had slowed significantly and she wasn’t trembling as much. The guy gave off such a calm aura about him. Like he could make everything better just with a simple smile. “I’m Shawn, by the way. Shawn Mendes” The man, Shawn, said as he stuck out his hand. Aria eyed it curiously before placing his own on Shawn’s, giving a firm shake. Ariel Jones. But my friends call me Aria” “Well Ariel Jones, who's friends call you Aria, how are you enjoying your first experience at the club” Shawn chuckled, taking a seat next to Aria Aria's eyes widened it panic “Am I that obvious” Shawn chuckled again, his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth. “A little bit. No worries though, I was the same way my first time. I remember not leaving the bar the whole night and drinking loads of cranberry breezes” Aria smiled slightly at Shawn's recount. It made her feel less awkward, knowing she wasn’t completely alone. “And how did that end up for you?” “My head in the bushes and a pounding headache in my English lecture the next morning” Shawn said, a bubble of laughter escaping his lips. His laughter was infectious, causing Aria to laugh right along with him. Aria could get used to hearing his laugh. The way it was a little high pitched in contrast to the soft velvet of his voice. The way his head was thrown back and how his whole face would light up, making him more beautiful than he was. Aria was convinced that his laugh could cure any disease in the world. “So Aria, what are you doing when you aren’t nervously sitting in a club nursing a drink and getting hit on by creepy guys?” Shawn asked, a humorous expression on his face and a flash of mischief in his eyes. Aria smiled brightly “Well clearly this is my normal routine. But actually I’m studying law at Toronto, first year” “Oh a lawyer” Shawn said, his tone playful but a curious expression on his face “That means you’re going to be rich and have fancy cars and I might just have to make you my sugar mama.” Aria nearly choked on the sip of her drink she had taken, a bubble of laughter falling from her lips. “I have to actually pass my Intro to Law class before I can think about having fancy cars and the likelihood of that happening is nil” Shawn laughed exuberantly, his hand moving to fix the side of his already messy curls that had fallen into his eyes. Aria stared at him, maybe a little too long, taking in every part of his face. He was attractive, that was for sure. More attractive than Mark could ever dream to be. Aria smiled to herself when she realized that this was the longest time she had gone in a while without thinking about Mark. All because of this wonderful stranger who had saved her from being assaulted by a creep. She made a mental note to thank Claire for this later. “So Shawn” Aria started, taking a sip of her drink. The ice had mostly melted and the alcohol was severely diluted now, but Aria had paid 10 bucks for it so she certainly wasn’t going to let it go to waste. “What do you do when you’re not saving inexperienced club goers from creepy men looking to get their rocks off”

“I'm a musician. I’m heading out on tour tomorrow and wanted to relax a bit before all the craziness started” Shawn said, a small smile curved on his lips. Aria stared, fascinated by this man. He was a musician, traveling the world when Aria was sat complaining about basic intro classes and writing papers. She felt like a proper loser compared to this man. Aria was convinced this man was perfect, the epitome of perfection and there was no way he could be real, let alone interested enough to talk Aria for more than 10 minutes. “Hey, do you want to get out of here? Maybe go for a walk?” Shawn said, a hopeful expression on his face. Normally, Aria would say no. Especially after the whole Mark thing, she wasn’t exactly inclined to subject herself to heart break again. But there was something about Shawn. About the way he looked at Aria, the way he spoke. The way his eyes shined brightly even in dark room of the club and how his laugh filled Aria’s body with warmth that made Aria inclined to say yes. So she did, opting to text her friends later and thank them for dragging her out of her shitty dorm.

~~~ Aria clutched the warm cup of coffee in her hands, thankful for the comfort it provided as she and Shawn walked down the cold streets of Toronto. The breeze blew through the air, ruffling the trees and bringing a cold chill over Aria. Shawn smiled at her, taking a step closer as he sipped his own coffee. Aria had learned that Shawn was 20 years old, his birthday the beginning of August. He was born in Pickering but was planning to move to Toronto once he finalized the purchase of his condo. He was allergic to dogs, even though he loved them. He loves Harry Potter, music (obviously) and was very close to his family. It was almost like he was Aria’s other half, which made Aria excited. Aria felt her heart quickly sink at the thought that Shawn would be gone after tomorrow. She probably wouldn’t see him again and Shawn would forget all about Aria and move on to some new girl who would get lost in his eyes. “You think too loud” Shawn said, eyeing her curiously. “What's on your mind?” Aria blushed as she was pulled from her thoughts, glancing over at Shawn “Sorry, I’m a very thoughtful person I guess. I’m not really thinking of much.. Just kind of lost in thought” Shawn smiled at him again, nudging his shoulder gently. “Well enough of that! Come on, let’s get on the Ferris Wheel” Aria glanced over where the giant wheel sat illuminated in the square, the line already about 3 feet long. She wouldn’t admit to Shawn she had a slight fear of heights, hoping that she could push the anxiety aside just for this one night. She wasn’t willing to ruin his time with this man for anything. They stood in line, having drained their coffee cups and tossing them in the bin near the small line, which despite its size was moving rather quickly. Shawn nudged into Aria, a smile on his face as he looked in the girl's eyes. Aria really wanted to kiss him. Not too long after, they were taking their seats in the cart of the wheel. The wind whistled softly around them, bringing a slight chill in the air. Aria shivered slightly, scooting closer to Shawn instinctively, seeking his warmth. Shawn wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his side. Aria smiled shyly, the feeling comforting and oddly intimate. Aria felt a bit silly, with the way her heart sped up in her chest and her cheeks created a dusting of pink on her skin. She had only known this man for 2 hours and already she felt like a high school kid developing a crush. She couldn’t deny the warmth she felt surrounding her, not just from Shawn's body heat, but Shawn in general. He had a warm personality that could kill the cold and bring light to wherever he was. The wheel began to move, ascending them high over the city. The lights shone brightly in the sky, lighting up the dark night time. Aria was in awe, never having seen Toronto from this angle. It was breathtaking. The lights sparkled on the buildings, like stars in the distance, and the sky was clear, the black reflecting the light beautifully. “It's so gorgeous up here” Aria gasped, her eyes glued to the view around them. “It really is. Thank you for coming up here with me.” Shawn spoke, his voice soft and gentle like velvet. Aria tore her eyes away from the view and looked at Shawn. The lights of the city danced across his face, his eyes even more beautiful than they naturally were with the way the light was hitting them. Aria saw glimpses of yellow in his eyes, as a soft smile was etched on his face. Aria really wanted to kiss him. Almost as if Shawn could read her thoughts, he leaned forward just a bit, his eyes darting down to glance at Aria's lips. His tongue slid across his own lips and his eyes went back to meet hers, biting his lip nervously. “Can I um… Would it be okay if-” Shawn started, tripping over his words. Aria found it adorable and cut him off. “Yes please” She said, her voice shaky and barely above a whisper. Shawn let out a breath, his hand traveling to Aria's cheek and his thumb ghosting over the bone gently, carefully. He looked into Aria’s eyes deeply, like searching for one final form of consent and leaned in. His breath ghosted over Aria's lips and her eyes fluttered shut, her stomach flipping relentlessly and her brain screaming with white noise. When their lips finally touched, Aria felt her whole body ignite. It wasn't fireworks or rainbows, but an intense warmth that rushed over her. It was like she was trapped in a burning building that she didn’t want to escape. She wanted to be engulfed by the flames and never let this feeling end. She felt alive. Shawn’s lips were soft, an excellent contrast to Aria's own overly chapped ones. They were smooth and plump and he tasted like coffee and chocolate with bits of vodka mixed in. The kiss was slow, careful, almost cautious of frightening Aria away. Aria's hands went to Shawn's hip, clinging to the fabric of his jacket that hung on his waist. Her hands were shaking from her nerves and the feeling of the older boys lips being on her, though she would say it was from the cold if ever asked. Soon, far too soon in Aria's opinion, Shawn pulled away. His eyes met Aria's again and a shy smile graced his lips. Aria could get lost in his eyes, the way he stared at Aria made her fill with warmth and a desire to always be by his side. She never wanted this night to end. “That was.. Yeah” Shawn said, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. Aria felt on cloud 9. She felt like she was swimming. Her whole body felt like it was sparking and waiting to explode and she wanted more. She wanted to feel this every day for rest of her life. She never believed in love at first sight, always thinking it was a myth people made up to explain adolescent feelings, but she got it now. She understood the hype. Aria's not sure what led her to her next move, whether the electricity from the kiss that still hung in the air, or the adrenaline that was coursing through her body, but before she knew it she was pulling Shawn in by his collar. Their lips clashed sloppily, not as gentle and easy as the first. This was heavy, full of passion and desire. Aria was feeling brave, her hands running through Shawn's hair, tangling her fingers in the brown curls. Shawn's hands were on Aria's hips in a flash, his fingertips digging into her exposed skin. He darted his tongue over her bottom lip, not having to wait long before Aria parted her lips and let Shawn explore her mouth. It was messy and rushed, but Aria craved it. She wanted more. She needed more.

~~~ The cab ride back to Shawn's hotel was tense. Aria was fidgety and anxious and struggled to keep her hands to herself. She never did this, never picked up random guys for a quick fuck. She wasn’t the type and now that she was doing it, her nerves were on high, causing her hands to tremble and a lump to form in her throat. There was something about Shawn that made her brave. Making her do things she never thought she would. He brought her out of her comfort zone. It was exhilarating. Shawn sat next to her, hand resting on Aria's thigh and stroking slowly, his eyes watching Aria carefully. They weren’t the honey brown they normally were, instead dark, almost black with lust. Aria shivered at Shawn’s touch, the hand sliding up slowly and ghosting over Aria's center. She held back a moan, biting her lip and digging her nails into the leather of the arm rest. Thankfully, the cab ride was over soon enough and they both exited the cab. They rushed inside quickly once they handed the driver the cash and rushed to the elevator. The wait for the elevator may have been worse than the cab ride, as Aria was growing more and more desperate the longer she had to wait. She wanted to touch Shawn. She wanted to taste the boy properly and run her fingers over the soft, tan skin.

She shuddered at the dirty thoughts her mind was creating. All the thing she wanted Shawn to do to her. What she wanted to do to him. She bit her lip, trying to focus her mind. The ding of the elevator startled Aria, ripping her away from her less than PG thoughts. Both of them stepped inside once the doors opened. Shawn pressed the door close button, stepping back so they metal doors could shut. In less than a second after they had, Aria felt herself being pushed against the wooden wall of the lift, warm lips against her own. She moaned into the kiss, hands going to Shawn’s hair. Shawn took Aria's hands from his hair, pinning them above her head, and began attacking her neck, soft nips and kitten licks stroking over her skin. Aria felt her knees wobble, her neck being her most sensitive spot.

She let out a loud, almost pornographic moan, rolling her hips forward to meet Shawn’s. She heard Shawn suck in a breath, rolling his hips back. They were both unbelievably aroused, desperate for the other. Shawn's teeth grazed over her skin, sucking a mark into her neck. Aria didn’t even mind, wanting to show the whole world that this beautiful man wanted her. The lift doors dinged, opening slowly. The two jumped away from each other, Shawn going back to the other side of the lift. Aria was panting, her cheeks flushed, hair a bit of a mess and the beginnings of an angry, purple bruise forming on her neck. An older woman, who couldn’t be any younger than 70, stepped inside and pressed the button for her floor followed by the close button. She glanced at the both of them, giving a raised eyebrow at their current state. Aria blushed furiously, avoiding the woman’s knowing gaze. She tried to slow her breathing, willing her heart to stop thudding so loudly. Shawn let out a chuckle, keeping his eyes glued to the metal doors. The lift dinged once more, this time for Shawn's floor. They both stepped out quickly, not looking back at the older woman. Aria followed Shawn down the corridor to his room, anxiously waiting for Shawn to open the door. Finally, the door was open and Aria's back was yet again pressed to the wall.

Teeth clashing and roaming hands and heavy, breathy moans. Aria felt weak in the knees again, her hands clinging to Shawn's shirt in order to keep herself upright. Shawn's hand slid under Aria's shirt, fingertips ghosting over Aria skin and leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. Aria shivered under Shawn’s touch, her breath hitching in her throat and her hips pushing forward instinctively.

“You’re so beautiful” Shawn whispered against Aria's lips, his hand trailing up Aria’s torso, finding themselves underwear bra.. Aria blushed deeply. She’d never been called that before by anyone other than her friends and her mother and it sounded genuine. It sounded intimate. His thumb brushed over her nipple, a small moan escaping Aria's lip. Aria didn’t know what to do with herself. She felt like she was on fire, her whole body blazing under Shawn's hands. She felt overly sensitive and wanted Shawn to touch her. She wanted him in any way she could get him. Shawn tugged her shirt over her head, discarding it to the side of the room. Aria's hands went instinctively to her chest, her self-consciousness kicking in. She hated being shirtless. She hated being naked in general, hating the way her stomach wasn’t flat and the many freckles and birthmarks that littered her torso. Shawn looked into her eyes, his lips slightly parted. “Stop it. You’re gorgeous, let me see you” He said softly, gently pulling Aria’s arms back to her sides. Aria blushed again, looking away from Shawn. She wasn’t used to this, being called beautiful and gorgeous. When her and Mark would have sex, her body was mostly ignored, cast aside in favor of Mark's pleasure. This was new, having someone focus on her. It was terrifying. Shawn's eyes gazed over her hungrily, his tongue darting across his lips. “So fucking beautiful.”

Shawn sank to his knees, his hands working to undo the buttons on Aria's jeans. Aria laid her head back against the wall, the feeling of his calloused fingers ghosting over her skin, so close to her core was driving her mad. She hasn’t gotten off in ages and she was receptive to even the lightest touch from Shawn. Shawn looked in her eyes, asking silent permission to continue removing her pants. Aria nodded slightly, watching Shawn closely Shawn smiled, pulling Aria's jeans down to her ankles. His fingers traced over the silky underwear she was wearing, tracing patterns and stroking her folds through the thin fabric. Aria shivered and pushed her hips forward, desperate for more friction. She could feel herself practically dripping.

“Hm, so wet for me already” Shawn stated, his voice thick with his own lust. Shawn tugged the underwear down Aria's legs, pulling them off and tossing them in the distance. He began kissing up her thigh, hiking it over his shoulder. Aria's gripped his shoulder, steadying herself against the cool wall on her warm back.

Shawn's tongue ghosted over her thigh, his eyes watching her the whole time. She felt her chest heaving as she watch him, wanting desperately to pull him to her center, where she really needed him.

Being the mind reader he was, he moved quickly to her core, tongue gliding up and down her folds before sucking her clit into his mouth.

“Oh, fuck” Aria moaned, her legs shaking at the feeling.

She felt his finger ghost over her opening, circling the outer rim before dipping in slowly, pumping in and out. She let out another loud moan, her head falling back against the door and her eyes shutting tight.

She felt the pleasure wash over her, not remembering the last time she felt this good. Her body moved in sync with Shawn's fingers, pushing her closer to her release.

She wanted to stay like this. Stay in his arms, feel his hands and lips on her. Feel his heartbeat against her skin. Her breathing became staggered and her vision became dark as he continued his motion, speeding up his fingers and sucking her clit, his tongue darting out to add extra sensation. He added second finger to her, stretching her further and causing an even more pornographic moan to fall from her lips. She really hoped the walks weren't thin.

She felt light, like she could float a million miles away. The girl began to tremble, her body tensing as she felt her release approaching quicker than she wanted. She wanted this to last forever, if it could. She was very content with the idea of never having to be away from Shawn’s lips. Just before she could come, Shawn pulled away from her, kissing back up her chest. Aria let out a frustrated whine. “Patience baby” Shawn said, pecking Aria’s lips. “On the bed” Aria scrambled, nearly tripping over her own feet and rushed over to the bed. She obliged, crawling on the bed, flopping down on her back and propping up to look at Shawn. She felt exposed, never having gotten this close with anyone but Mark, but she wasn’t scared. Somehow she trusted Shawn, knowing he would hurt her. Shawn stripped quickly, tossing his pants, shirt, and boxers in a pile with Aria's. He came over to the bed, licking his lips again. “You’re so perfect, has anyone told you that” Aria shook his head, avoiding Shawn's eyes. She felt like a child, with her constant blushing at the simplest compliments. Shawn smiled at her, crawling on the bed and reattaching their lips. Aria's hands found Shawn’s hair again, running her fingers along the man's scalp. She moaned into the kiss, lifting his hips to get some friction. Shawn’s mouth trailed from Aria's lips to her jaw, nipping and biting at the flesh. Soon they were on her neck, adding new marks to the one from the lift. Aria moaned louder, her hips jerking upward at the feeling of teeth on her neck. Shawn pulled away from Aria's neck, ghosting kisses along her collar bone, his tongue darting out and tracing over the dips. He continued the action across Aria’s chest, stopping briefly to tease her nipples. Aria’s old therapist had told her she had an addictive personality, boarding on obsessive. She thought she was full of shit, until this moment. She could get addicted to the feeling of Shawn’s lips on her skin. The way his hands felt on her hips. The way his teeth grazed delicately and carefully but enough so Aria could feel it. She could get very addicted to this.

Shawn glanced up into Aria's eyes, placing a few kisses near the dip of his hip bone. He smirked a little, running his fingers teasingly over Aria's thigh. “You have such a perfect body baby. Turn over for me” Aria obliged, flipping over once Shawn got out of the way. She got on her knees, resting on her elbows. He looked back at Shawn curiously, biting her lip. Shawn smiled at her, his hand running along Aria's spine. He placed soft kisses on each bump and birth mark he saw, soon his hands reaching Aria's bum. He caressed it gently, kneading it between his hands. “Such a perfect ass too.” He whispered, his voice low and gravely. He bend down, kissing over the cheeks and biting softly Aria swore she could come just from the way Shawn sounded. Aria moaned, pushing her hips back into Shawn's touch. She felt warm and sensitive and she needed something. Anything Shawn would give her “S-Shawn please” She moaned, her voice sounding broken. Shawn chuckled, hand running up Aria’s thigh. Before Aria could even comprehend what was happening, she felt a warm, wet sensation over her center again. She jerked forward, a loud moan ripped from her throat. This. This was new.

She'd only ever done missionary and she certainly has never been eaten out from behind. She wasn't sure why she trusted Shawn with all of these new sensations, but shed be damned if she protested. Shawn’s hands gripped Aria's hip, holding her in place as his tongue lapped across her core again. He pushed his tongue inside her, trying to create as much sensation as he could. Aria's arms were trembling, her body began to quake again and her mind went fuzzy. This sensation was entirely new and she could cry. “F-Fuck, Shawn. Oh god” She moaned out, pushing her hips back. Shawn slowly pushed a finger in Aria’s entrance, his tongue still lapping over the sensitive skin. He pushed his finger in and out of Aria, mewling at the sounds she was making and how responsive she was. He soon pushed another digit in, curling them up. Aria almost screamed, feeling the fingers brush her g-spot. Her legs were trembling, on the verge of collapsing and she could feel the knot in her stomach tightening. She was so close, the urge to come heavy on her stomach. She moaned loudly, pushing her hips back more to meet Shawn’s hands. “You going to come like this baby? Just from my mouth and fingers” Shawn purred out, pulling away briefly. Aria moaned loudly, nodding quickly as she felt her stomach tense, her orgasm looming. Just a little more and she would be gone. Suddenly, Shawn pulled away completely. Aria whined loudly. She could cry, her frustration building. She wanted to scream at Shawn to just fucking get on with it, but she loved the idea of having Shawn touch her. She wanted Shawn to touch her forever. “S-Shawn. Please. Please I need” Aria stuttered, her voice unsteady and her hips moving involuntarily. Shawn nodded, kissing back up Aria's spine. “Don’t worry love, I’ll take care of you” Shawn reached in the black bag that sat next to the bed on the floor, pulling out a condom. He ripped the condom open with his teeth, rolling it over his length and stroking himself, soft moans falling from his lips. Aria moaned quietly, looking back at Shawn pleasuring himself. The sounds he made were delicious, soft and deep. Aria almost came just listening to him. His presence alone was orgasmic to be honest. He bit his lip, looking down at Aria. “On your back love” He said softly. Aria turned over, looking at Shawn curiously. With Mark, he was never gentle. He never complimented her. He just used her body and left, a quick love you before departing. She never paid it any attention until now. This was much better than anything she'd ever experienced. Aria looked Shawn over. His body was beautiful, like a work of art created by Leonardo Di Vinci himself. His chest was speckled with a few chest hairs and he had what most would describe as a 6-pack, but Aria could swear she counted at least 8. He had a little scar, just above his hip. Aria assumed it was from having his appendix removed, as she had one in a similar spot. Aria had to hold in a moan when she saw how big Shawn was. She saw Shawn smirk and he bit his lip, looking away from the boy and blushing for the millionth time that night. Shawn positioned himself near Aria's entrance, teasing the hole slightly with the tip. “Look at me” He said, his voice thick and low. Aria turned her head, staring into the man's eyes. She moaned loudly as she felt Shawn push into her, a slight burn of pain shooting through her as he stretched her. She struggled to keep her eyes open, not wanting to miss any of this. Her nails dug into Shawn's forearm, trying to will the burn to go away. “Tell me if it's too much. I’ll stop, okay” Shawn said softly, placing light kisses over Aria's face. Aria nodded, taking deep breaths. She felt Shawn bottom out and the pain was searing, but she wanted to push through. She had to push through. Shawn stilled his hips, groaning loudly at the tightness of Aria around him. Aria bit her lip, focusing on the pleasure that was slowly starting to replace the pain. “How you doing, honey ” Shawn asked, kissing along Aria's cheek. “I-I'm okay. Just. Just give me a second” Aria said, her voice shaking. Shawn nodded, placing light kisses on Aria's neck. Aria breathed slowly, relaxing her muscles. She felt herself calm down a bit, the feeling of Shawn inside her turning from pain to insurmountable pleasure. She let out a soft moan, rolling her hips up to signal that he was okay to keep going. Shawn smiled, placing one final kiss on Aria's lips and rocking his hips slowly. He began with a slow thrust to build his rhythm, gripping Aria's hands and pinning them on either side of her head. Aria moaned loudly, feeling every drag of Shawn's cock in and out of her. It felt euphoric, the pleasure incomparable to anything else she had ever felt in her life. Aria wrapped her legs around Shawn's waist, rocking her hips in rhythm with his own motions. Shawn began to pick up speed, his eyes falling shut at the feeling of her around him. Aria whined loudly, high pitched and needy. She wanted to touch Shawn but her hands were pinned above her head. “Fuck, Aria. You sound so good, baby” Shawn moaned out, thrusting his hips harder. Aria screamed, feeling Shawn slam into his g-spot again. She felt her release build inside her again, the heat pooling in her lower abdomen and the warmth spreading over her body. She whimpered loudly as Shawn slammed into her repeatedly, his own moans mixing with Aria's. Shawn leaned down, placing his lips on Aria's neck again, biting and sucking even more marks into her soft skin. Aria whined loudly, arching her back up more. PS-Shawn, Fuck I-I’m” Aria stuttered out, her words jumbling in her brain as she tried to form a sentence. Shawn released his hands, fingers moving to circle Aria's clit quickly in time with his thrusts. Aria arched her back, her fingers digging into Shawn's skin. She closed her eyes, biting down hard on her lip and whining, hips bucking wildly against Shawn. Her legs shook with the force of Shawn’s thrusts and the impending orgasm that continued to build rapidly in her body. Her lip started to hurt from how hard she was biting down on it, but she was too gone to care. “Look at me baby, I want to see you when you come for me” Shawn growled Aria's hips sputtered, the words pushing her over the edge. Her eyes flew open to stare at Shawn, trying to keep his eyes on him while she rode out her orgasm. She felt herself clench and her body spasm involuntarily, as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her vision went white and his body shook, riding out his high. Shawn groaned loudly, feeling Aria clench around him as his own orgasm overtook him. He kept his thrusts up, stilling as his own orgasm hit, causing him to spill into the condom. Shawn collapsed on top of Aria, a hand reaching up to play with her hair. Aria hummed contently, a wave of euphoria and exhaustion washing over her. She wanted to sleep. She wanted to stay in his arms forever, the feeling of safety and warmth making her feel almost like she was home. She never felt like this with Mark, often left cold and alone after Mark was done. She would usually get up and leave once all was said and done. “That was amazing” Shawn said, his breathing heavy. He felt like dead weight on Aria, but she didn’t mind at all, too caught up in her after orgasm haze. Her brain was fuzzy, slowly trying to clear up and form legible words. “You’re amazing” Aria said, cringing immediately at how tacky and cliché it was. Shawn smiled brightly and kissed her once more before rolling off of her, a small whimper from his lips as he pulled out, and pulling the condom off to throw it in the trash. Soon enough, he was back in the bed, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. Aria nuzzled closer to Shawn, burying her face in his neck. This felt very domestic, the way Shawn's fingers traced patterns across the skin of Aria's shoulder and arm. Aria breathed in deeply, capturing the boy’s scent. He smelled like cinnamon, coffee, and sex and it was the most intoxicating thing Aria had ever smelled. She would bottle this scent and smell it every single day if she could. The realization hit like a ton of bricks. Shawn was leaving tomorrow, headed back to on tour around the world. Off to bigger things and new people. This was very possibly the last time they’d see each other. Aria's euphoric state was quickly replaced by a feeling of dread and sadness. It hit her like a train and she wished she wouldn’t have remembered. Her brain was cruel sometimes. “You’re thinking too loud again” Shawn said, his voice sounding tired. He sat up, looking at Aria, eyes searching her face with concern. “I just… It's just… Never mind, it’s stupid” Aria said, avoiding Shawn's gaze again. She had only just met Shawn. This was just a one night stand. She couldn’t tell this beautiful man that she had developed feelings for him after knowing him less than 6 hours without sounding like a total stalker weirdo. She worried that Shawn would think he was insane and kick her out straight away. Then she definitely wouldn’t see the beautiful boy with the honey brown eyes and sweetest smile ever again. Shawn placed a finger under Aria's chin, forcing her to look up “Aria, talk to me” Aria sighed, willing her eyes not to water. She hated the fact she got attached to people so quickly. They always ended up leaving her in the long run. She tried to think about what to say, how to work the jumbled mess her brain was producing.

She cleared his throat, trying to find the proper way to say this without coming off as insane. “It's just. This was.. Such a good night. And I realized this is probably the last time I’ll ever see you again because you go back on tour tomorrow and I’m being stupid because I like you a lot. Like really a lot and it’s stupid because we've only just met and I’m being a friggin weirdo right now and you probably think I’m so strange and I’m rambling now and I just-“ Aria rambled, but was cut off by Shawn's lips. Aria melted into the kiss, her hands going to Shawn’s hair instinctively. The feeling of warmth spread over her again. She never wanted to stop kissing Shawn, his lips almost as intoxicating as his smell. Shawn pulled away, his thumb brushing over Aria's cheek. His voice dropped to barely above a whisper, but spoke loud enough so Aria could hear him. “I promise you Ariel Jones, this is definitely not the last time we will see each other” Shawn said, his eyes boring into Aria's. The intensity was high, every time Shawn stared at her. She wasn’t sure why, but she believed Shawn. She knew she would see him again, somehow. Aria nodded, eyes still staring at Shawn. This beautiful man who had walked into her life and made her feel things that she could never understand in such a short time. This beautiful man who kissed her like she was the most important person in the world. He touched her like she was the most beautiful person in the world. He was gentle and kind and honestly Aria felt her heart swell. They kissed once more, the intensity still present, before Shawn pulled away. Aria went to sit up, preparing to grab her stuff and go. Just as she was about to, Shawn pulled her back, his eyes looking like a lost puppy. It was amazing how he could go from intense and incredibly sexy to adorable in a matter of seconds. “You’re not leaving are you? Please stay” He said, his voice almost shy. Aria nodded slowly, hand brushing the Shawn’s hair out of his face. “Okay” Aria laid back down, scooting her body close to Shawn. She felt warm and safe next to Shawn, like nothing in the world could touch her as long as they were together. It felt like home, something she hasn’t felt in a very long time. She loved this feeling, never wanting to let it go. This was all so new and it was unnerving. Aria was terrified. She wanted to give this man everything she had, even though she only knew him a short time. She wanted to spend as much time with this man as she could, get to know everything about him. She wanted to build a future with him, a life. That scared Aria to no end, thinking about it. But she was willing to risk it. She would risk it all for a chance with this beautiful person, just praying that this beautiful boy wouldn't break her. Aria glanced over at Shawn, who by now was fast asleep with his hair falling in his face and soft snores falling from his lips. Aria leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on his lips, brushing the stray hair away from his face. "Please don't bite" Aria whispered, staring down at Shawn, taking him in once more. “Don't be like the rest” With a sigh, Aria settled in, snuggling closer to Shawn and falling into a deep sleep, content filling her body.

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about me as a writer

I was tagged by @oiivkawa <3 Thanks so much, this was super fun!

Tagging: @emeraldwaves @ivyfics @calmgeyama @ohoholyshit @yatatsukki and?? anyone else who wants to I guess lol, I feel like most ppl I know how been tagged ^^

I’m putting my responses under the cut as well bc I know myself lmao, my responses can be long af ^^’’

1. How did you come up with your username and what does it mean? bleh I have two usernames, and both stories are embarrassing LOL I’ll go with my actual ao3 name though I guess?? When I was in middle (?) school I used to watch the anime HOTD, which is like...awful first off. It’s borderline hentai, shitty fanservice, the whole thing (don’t ask me why I watched it, bc who knows, the music was A+) but my favorite character’s name was Saya, and her servants would call her ladysaya, so that’s the explanation for that ha. I put the x in front because I used to be obsessed with x men and all the marvel/dc animated series, so it felt appropriate pft. Man, even talking about this brings back so many cringe worthy memories lmao forgive me.

2. Which fanfic of yours has the most feedback? (Bookmarks/ Subscriptions/ Hits/ Kudos) for Haikyuu!! it’s definitely Slipping Underneath, and for K Project it’s There You Are <3

3. What is your AO3 profile icon and why did you choose it? It’s Semi! The reasoning for this is because I have 3 fav Haikyuu!! characters: Tsukishima, Oikawa, and Semi. So I just try to distribute my love evenly tbh lol. I have a Tsukki icon on here and discord, Semi for AO3, and Oikawa is on my phone case ^^

4. Do you have any regular/favourite commenters? ahhh I have several but I’m not aware if many of them have tumblr?? A lot of people who comment on every chapter of my multichapters are very special to me, I love them all! Ofc on here there’s @emeraldwaves @ivyfics @momomirasaki124 @uselessvalshit @starjem and then I have my other fav supporters @serviceace @caelestisxyz and @urikawa-miyuki <3

5. Is there a fanfic you keep going back to read again and again? Ah damn there are so many lmfao, I have a lot of fav fics and I don’t want to make this post super long. Please check out the rec posts I’ve done here and here ! Or also message me for specific types of fics <3 I will say though, one fic I always go back to read even though it’s been YEARS is a kyoukao fic by potionwine!

6. How many stories are you subscribed to? How many do you have bookmarked? I consider myself pretty picky, but I do read a LOT of fic, so I have a decent amount of both ^^ About 187 bookmarks, and 16 fic/author subscriptions!

7. Which AU do you find yourself writing the most? Probably college?? even though I know that’s super broad, and all kinds of different AUs can be based in college but that’s how it is lol. I think that’s because I honestly don’t like redoing AUs?? I like experimenting and making up really weird shit and original scenarios as much as possible. Though, I’m sure you can find apparent trends across all my fics ^^

8. How many people are subscribed and bookmarked to you in total? haha...I have 76 user subscriptions, 436 general fic subscriptions, and 792 bookmarks. I don’t even know how that’s real lmao I feel so blessed that so many people enjoy my writing <3

9. Is there something you’d like to write about but are afraid of people judging you for it? (Feeling brave? If so, share it!) not really honestly, if I have an embarrassing or indulgent idea at this point, I just write it lmao idc but there are lots of types of fics I am scared to write just bc I don’t know if I could do them justice heh....

10. Is there anything you’d like to be better at? Writing certain scenes or genres, replying to comments, updating better, etc. yes lmao updating better would be something I’d LOVE to improve on ; ; Also writing action scenes too fff fuck action scenes

11. Do you write rarepairs or popular ships more often? Uhhh I’ve dabbled in both but yeah, more often than not I stick to more popular pairs just because I need content to motivate me pftt

12. How many stories have you posted on AO3 to this day? 50!

13. How many stories do you have saved in/ with your writing program? Like WIPs? ffff WIPs...maybe like 4 or 5 at this point, including multichapters, and wow that’s actually not a lot, usually I have a ton and I’m drowning in them loool

14. Do you write down story ideas or just keep them in your head? Both...I usually just keep things in my head, but if a fic starts giving me issues, I like to plot it out

15. Have you ever co- authored a story? Nope, but I’d really love to at some point with a friend!

16. How did you discover AO3? Uh I honestly don’t remember loool I think one day I sorta just saw that no one was using ff anymore and I was like ‘aight’

17. Do you consider yourself to be a popular or famous author in your fandom(s) on AO3? Not really lmao, I mean...my siren au does pretty well, but otherwise my fics get kinda slept on -shrug- it is what it is

18. Do you have a nickname or fandom name for your readers? lol i do not

19. Was there an author who inspired or encouraged you to write? Well I’ve always loved to write so no, but @brynne-lagaao is a big reason I started writing sarumi fics back when I was in K fandom! And nowadays in the hq fandom, a lot of amazing authors really push me to keep writing ^^

20. What writing advice would you give to a beginning author? don’t be afraid to write and write whatever you want basically lmao I know it can be daunting if you think your writing skills aren’t matching up with other authors, but the best thing you can do is practice, practice, and eventually you will see results! Also read a lot, reading other ppl’s stories really helps, and above all, just have fun with it!

21. Do you plot out your stories or do you just figure it out as you go? I try to have a basic plot (beginning, middle, end) because I used to just DIVE IN to stories and it was awful lmao I need some sort of guideline, even if it’s small

22. Have you ever gotten a bad comment on a story? If so, what did you do? yes ofc, but I honestly try not to dwell on them because they’re not worth it. I either ignore or delete in most cases

23. Is there a certain type of scene that you have a hard time writing? (Action, smut, etc) action and smut are never easy for me lol

24. What story(s) are you working on now? well right now I’m working on two secret santa fics for iwaoi, as well as my two kurotsuki multichapters! I am also trying to write kacchako as a x-mas present for a friend lol

25. Do you plan your new projects before you finish your current ongoing story(s)? ha yeah, it’s a bad habit but I have no self-control

26. Do you have a daily writing goal set for yourself? I do not! I just try to write at least a little bit each day if I can, but there’s never a word minimum I try to reach ^^

27. Do you think you’ve improved as a writer since you first started? oh 100% lmao comparing some of my old fics from even a year ago to my fics now is eye opening

28. What is your favourite story that you have written? Shaking in My Skull for sarumi, it’s also the longest fic I’ve ever written and it holds a special place in my heart ; ; For kurotsuki it’s gotta be Let My Love

29. What is your least favourite story that you have written? fuck me, Pencils and Paper LOL it was an earlier sarumi fic of mine and I just...hate it. I’m not even gonna link it LOL

30. Where do you see yourself (as a writer) in 5 years? Still writing fanfic most likely, maybe some original stuff (I hope!)

31. What’s the easiest part about writing? lmao nothing, writing is super hard work, sometimes even just thinking up ideas can be difficult, then there’s actually writing and making the ideas come to life, and don’t get me started on editing lmaooo writers are my heroes

32. What is the hardest part about writing? Finding the motivation, at least for me. I struggle sometimes with it because I’ll have the time and inspiration but depression just kicks my ass every time fff

33. Why do you write? For me it’s super therapeutic, I love the satisfaction of putting hard work into an idea you love and finishing it, and the high that comes with that. Plus sharing the story with others and getting positive feedback is a feeling that can’t be beat. I’ve always loved writing, I love how the possibilities are endless, and I hope I never stop <3

#fic meme #about me #writing meme #tag game #I finally got to do this bc I finished my first final lmao

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