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bwat5-blog · 2 days ago

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Saying Goodbye: Arcane's Songs Of Grief

**Spoilers For Arcane**

Working on a Jinx post the other day it occurred to me I'd never really delved too much into the music even though it is SO IMPORTANT to the story. This is less critical analysis and more just something that interested me so if you don't care I don't blame you! But I get something out of it every time I get to spend time thinking on and digging into this show, so maybe you will to. This won't be too long as quite honestly I feel that-

A: These are fairly self-explanatory

B: I don't have the mind for lyric/poetry analysis and never have

1. Vi's world falling apart

Goodbye: song by Arcane, Ramsey, and Riot Games Music Team ‧ 2021

So this is the song that plays at the end of season 1 act 1 when we were all collectively saying something to the tune of "OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!?"

It was a beautiful and tragic moment in the show and seriously set the tone for the rest of the story. I see this song as Vi's perspective as her world is completely falling apart around her.

Vander is dead

Mylo & Claggor are dead

Her possible last interaction ever with her little sister was deeply traumatic for the both of them, leaving her with crushing guilt over her loss of control and hurting Powder

She has literally been kidnapped and imprisoned in an adult prison without cause or trial (there is no pit of hell deep enough for you Marcus)

"I can hear the sound of a heartbeat before it goes out Won't ever leave my memory of bloodshed all around, And I can see a tear on my father's face before it falls out" :

Vi is hearing Vander die and telling us she won't ever be able to shake the memory of all this death and pain. And that comes back around unfortunately...

"Oh, my enemy, how could I have ever let you down?

Oh When all these trees saw us grow Cut our teeth and make our bones right here We'd play with shields made of stone Share our dreams and sit our thrones":

I see this as all about Powder/Jinx and Vi's crushing guilt over how they were parted. The trees watching them grow and the place where they played and dreamed of better days clearly being Zaun. But the line that is so indicative of Vi's trauma here is "how could I have ever let you down". As her guilt over how things happened will go to impact the course of her entire life.

"Be still, 'cause I see smoke up ahead and I got steel in my hands We will return like warriors, I swear, that we'll find glory up ahead Tell me

Where is my home? I don't recognize the faces anymore, no Where is my friend? The one I've known since I was only just a kid

I think it's time to say goodbye Goodbye, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, woah":

This entire last section speaks to Vi's future when she returns to Zaun. Her entire world has changed. Powder has become Jinx. Ekko is a rebel leader and a warrior. The demon (don't yell at me Silco people I'm talking Vi's POV) who took her entire world away from her sits in her father's house. And when Vi returns she returns with fury and steel aiming to reclaim what she lost. Until she has no choice but to admit the world she knew is gone. Which takes us into our next song.

2. Jinx loses everyone

What Could Have Been: Song by Ray Chen and Sting ‧ 2021

I'd call this the song that captured the world's attention from Arcane. I mean having Sting alone was huge but this whole sequence was once again so beautiful and horrifying at the same time. Vi spends the whole show trying to get through to Jinx up until this point and you want to believe she is going to pull it off. Jinx is recognizing what Silco took from them, and the Council is starting the vote for Zaunite independence.

But it all falls apart. Silco is dead, and Jinx feels like Vi cannot love her anymore and feels rejected by her after everything that has happened. And this song begins, taking us into Jinx's POV as she lashes out in this moment of terrible grief and loss and angry. I'm not going to do the lyrics for this one like I did above because they are all pretty clear and direct. As Jinx makes the long walk to her destiny and fires the weapon that will destroy her people's chance at independence, she is telling Vi, Silco and the world how they have wronged her.

But the trick with Jinx is to remember she is an unreliable narrator. So when we are with her in this moment seeing it through her eyes we have to remember we cannot take everything at face value. So even though throughout the show we have seen Vi's guilt over what Jinx has become driving her, and after Silco's death Jinx essentially seems to blame Vi for what follows because she cannot "love her like she used to" because they are different. Where does that missile actually go?

I am the monster you created You ripped out all my parts And worst of all, for me to live, I gotta kill the part of me that saw That I needed you more

I hope you know we had everything And you broke me and left these pieces I want you to hurt like you hurt me today and I want you to lose like I lose when I play what could have been Oh, what could have been

Why don't you love who I am? What we could have been

I am your ghost, a fallen angel You ripped out all my parts I couldn't care what invention you made me 'Cause I, I was meant to be yours

I hope you know we had everything And you broke me and left these pieces I want you to hurt like you hurt me today and I want you to lose like I lose when I play

I want you to hurt like you hurt me today and I want you to lose like I lose when I play What could have been

3. Death touches Caitlyn Kiramman

I Can't Hear It Now: Song by Arcane, Freya Ridings, and League of Legends ‧ 2024

This song takes us into Caitlyn Kiramman's POV as she is plunged into the darkness of her mothers death at the hands of Jinx. Once again visually and musically it is a stunning moment. There is a notable difference to this one compared to the other two that I wanted to mention.

Vi's song-"Be still, cause I see smoke up ahead and I got steel in my hands, We will return like warriors, I swear, that we'll find glory up ahead Tell me"

Even with all of the loss and grief and pain in the rest of the lyrics there is a moment of hope. A promise of justice and righteous return

Jinx's song- "I want you to hurt like you hurt me today and I want you to lose like I lose when I play What could have been"

Full of anger and blame and hurt . Nothing positive but A LOT of emotion.

Now let's look at Caitlyn's lyrics:

There is an ocean so dark down below the waves Where you watch while these dreams gently float away And there is a silence so soft it's only memory Like the way your voice always sounds when you sing to me

But I can't hear it now Just tell me how to keep breathing while pretending I'm not drowning I don't know if I could I watched the door close for good 'Cause I couldn't keep it open

I just watched as the door closed for good 'Cause I couldn't keep it open

Just tell me how to keep breathing while pretending I'm not drowning I don't know if I could I watched the door close for good 'Cause I couldn't keep it open

Vi and Jinx are full of emotion and pain and loss but they are expressing it, even if it is misguided or negative. Caitlyn is drowning in her grief but trying to force herself to keep going and failing, and blames herself.

"But I can't hear it now ,Just tell me how to keep breathing while pretending I'm not drowning"-

Caitlyn so badly wants to hear her mother's voice again but she cannot. And she is trying to go on, be the new head of her house, testify before the council and everything else while maintaining her composure when inside she is completely and utterly destroyed. I mean for gods sake, revisit the moment she finally is alone with the person she can show vulnerability with:

it's like she barely makes it to Vi before her legs give out...

"I watched the door close for good 'Cause I couldn't keep it open"-

These are the last words of her goodbye to her mother. Not a lament of how the world is changed and she has to say goodbye. Not an angry accusation at those who wronged her. But blaming herself...

Conclusion:

Anyway! I hope you get something out of this. I did by writing it. I love the music of this show, and as a life-long band nerd and music lover seeing a show weave it's music into the storytelling in such an original way was truly special to me. Thank you for reading and take care!

#arcane #arcane season 2 spoilers #caitlyn kiramman #vi arcane #caitvi #jinx arcane #arcane season 1 #vi and jinx #powder #vander arcane #arcane music

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outerhills · 4 hours ago

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buzzcuts 𐙚₊˚⊹♡

rafe cameron + insatiable!kook!reader

warnings: mdni 18+, smut, buzzcut rafe, p in v, making out, cumming inside, cocky rafe, slapping (it happens like twice), use of "daddy" (only once), choking, squirting, reader and rafe live together

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you had been suggesting he get a haircut for about a week now, and of course he avoided listening to you to piss you off. he knew you were a spoiled little princess who always got what she wanted, and always thought she was right about shit.

which is ironic because he spoiled you along with everyone else.

there you sat in a silky pink nightie that sat just at the top of your thighs, leaving almost nothing to the imagination as you watched television on the flatscreen of your bedroom. of course you sat around all day doing nothing, you could afford to when your boyfriend wanted to do everything in order to stroke his ego. paying the bills, buying all of your clothes, whatever he could to make sure you couldn't shit talk him for anything.

considering he was out this late, you knew he was with his friends; he wasn't stupid enough to cheat on someone like you, he knew better.

but he also had been gone all day.

there wasn't much he could have been doing, since the last time you saw him was early the morning of before he left the house.

so, where the fuck was he all day?

you weren't crazy, you had better things to do than to blow up his phone and track his every move; but he'd definitely hear an ear full once he got home.

and of course you were more than prepared to talk his ear off once you heard the slam of a truck door, mouth practically watering to complain.

you'd lay in the bed, arms crossed, letting him come to you.

though that wasn't the case anymore once rafe stepped into the dimly lit bedroom with a freshly buzzed haircut, arms almost too large for the sleeves of the polo he wore.

your demeanor had completely shifted, shifting from a thick irritation, to a dying thirst, the folds of your cunt practically pooling at the sight.

not only did he look delicious, but you loved being listened to.

no, you weren't gonna let him win so easily.

"you've been out late," you coughed, rolling your eyes as your arms remained crossed. he gave a scoff, a smirk on his face. "don't start your shit, you know I was with topper and kelce." you gave a short huff, looking away from him.

it was hard maintaining the attitude when all you wanted to do was give him the sloppiest sucks of his life.

he walked over to you, his large hand holding your chin with a tight grip, forcing you to look into his eyes, but of course that smug smirk tugged at his lips when he saw how your eyes dilated.

"you play pretend, but you can't resist me."

rolling your eyes, you spoke softly. "i see you listened to me."

"mhm. don't get too used to that."

he walked into the bathroom of the master bedroom, the door open as he turned on the light and slipped off his shirt, revealing his toned body underneath, his arms even more visible as you looked out of your peripheral. rafe ran the shower, not before he caught the little side glances you gave him, a self satisfied grin on his face.

- - - - -

as the water turned off and rafe wrapped himself in a towel, he stood in the bathroom shaving off any amount of stubble he could find on his face.

there you stood, a sultry look in your gaze as you leaned against the bathroom doorframe.

"fuck..." was all that passed through your thoughts as you looked at him and his haircut. it sharpened his features even more, giving him an intimidating, almost mean appearance. instinctively, your legs squeezed together, the wetness of your folds damping your legs as there no barrier to keep it from dripping slightly.

"you're staring princess," he spoke in a husky tone, cutting off your thoughts. you walked over unfazed, standing in front of him as his broad figure towered over you, his bottom half still wrapped in his towel as he pulled you close to him by your waist.

you didn't speak, but your gaze said everything as you ran your manicured nails through the prickly strands of his buzzcut, slightly biting down on your bottom lip.

"i take it you like the haircut," he smirked, his free hand lowering to grip onto your ass.

"shut up." you didn't want to boost his ego even more than it already was, the tension building as you stood close enough to feel his body heat, your eyes drifting to his toned chest as your hands remained in his hair, the tip of your tongue darting out to lick your lips.

without a word, you pulled him by his hand to the bedroom, sitting him onto the edge of the bed as you straddled on top of him.

immediately, you captured his lips with your own into a heated, wet kiss. his tongue forced his way into your mouth as his hands found the curves of your waist, holding you in place.

"you look so fucking sexy rafe." the praise was breathy and brief as you grazed your wet lips over his before capturing him in another heated kiss.

"mhm, im knowin' it," he said lowly, smirking into the make out you were having. out of impulse, his fingers trailed between your legs as your straddled on his lap, his breathing heavy as he pulled back to see the sweet wetness you left all over his hand.

"look at this, all wet fa' me," he taunted, his other hand gripping your chin as he forced you to look at his drenched fingers.

"that's what happens when you listen to me you fucking idiot." it was in a flash that you felt a harsh sting to your cheek, rafe grabbing your chin once again forcing you to stare back into his darkening eyes, his jaw tightened.

"i don't think you have the right to be smart with me angel, when you're the one soaking up my lap."

"dont fucking sl-", and he did it again. "it's the only way to shut you up baby."

you definitely didn't want to egg him on, but the sheer force he used against you had your cunt dripping, the towel wrapped on his waist collecting the droplets.

and the feeling was mutual, as his swollen hard cock was constricted by the soft towel on his waist.

it was then that you removed the towel from his waist, almost moving to kneel before him until he restricted you by your thighs.

"don't bother." with a swift movement, he sinked your cunt fully onto his thick cock, giving you no time to adjust as he practically ripped you apart with his harsh thrusts. both of you let out breathy moans, rafe letting out a low groan as he gripped onto your neck.

"move princess, don't make me do all the work," he scoffed, his grip on your throat tightening.

you let out a small cough as he choked you, bouncing on his hot cock as the veins of his thick length scraped at your tight walls.

it was nothing unusual to go from such a soft intimacy to his cock now kissing your cervix as you rode him, your slick cunt gushing against him as he held you by your throat.

he pulled you close to him, capturing you into a passionate kiss as his hands rested on the jelly like curves of your pillowy ass cheeks.

you had pushed him back onto the bed, your manicured nails scraping his chest, causing him to let out a deep groan.

"fuck, im gonna-"

"do it baby, come all on me."

but it wasn't just cum as you threw your head back.

"ahhh, fuck~" you moaned, your body convulsing as you squirted all over him, his own cum mixing with your juices as your cunt clenched around him.

softly, you fell back onto the bed beside him as you pulled off his cock.

he let out a faint chuckle, his tongue licking his bottom lip as he looked at the juicy mess you made. "if i knew a haircut would have gotten me pussy, i woulda' done it sooner."

"that's what happens when you listen daddy."

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taesanluv3r · 22 hours ago

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i confess.

han taesan x reader

inspired by an idea from my pookie bear @myugjh03 <3 yn falls in love w the admin of her school's anonymous confessions account, cute v-day dance, eunchae of lsrfim as yn's bestie! no warnings really, maybe a cuss word or two - also the texting parts yn's texts r bold and italicized n other characters r just italicized!! enjoyy

wc: 5,349

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staracademy_fess has requested to follow you!

yn ln yawns as the notifications on her phone blurred into her vision. her eyes glanced up towards the time, sighing when she decides it might finally be time to get ready for school.

the girl hums along to the tune blasting off of her tiny pill-shaped speaker, wrapping herself in a robe and beginning to exit the bathroom. she sits at her vanity after putting on her clothes, resuming her usual morning routine. the song playing gets cut off by a familiar sound, "who dare to text me when i'm so busy?!" she quotes the famous meme, cracking herself up as she reaches to pick up her phone. "huh?" she says out loud, questioning the message request that had just popped up on her screen.

staracademy_fess replied to your story: 'realest opinion ever.'

her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 'that's so random...' she thought. yn knew of the account; an instagram page made by a student at her school where people could send in anonymous tips. it was a recent thing, the account just randomly popped up about three weeks ago, when the school had just reopened after the holidays. it was an interesting blog, and she wasn't going to lie she quite enjoyed scrolling through it's posts every now and then. 'this is so gossip girl' she'd say as she giggles at an anonymous tip dissing her ex-situationship.

but what was so random?

well, for one, she had no clue who ran the account. and for them to be replying to her story like that? seems a bit friendly for a stranger don't you think? still confused, yn decides to take a screenshot of the floating notification. she enters her password and runs straight to the messaging app to text her best-friend.

does this confess account reply to everyone's story or am i special?

the girl hits send before reverting back to the mirror in front of her, checking her reflection as she continues doing her make up.

well ik he follows everyone...but i never heard of him replying off of people's story????? maybe he likes you pookie lol

her friend's response puts her into a deep thinking session. 'he?...you mean this is a guy?' she wonders what she should do next. should she respond to him right away? is he really a him? who is he? was her friend right? does this person like her?

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"i don't know though...i mean he's really sweet and funny and he matches my energy..i just lowkey wished i knew who he was"

yn ln and the anonymous admin of their school's confess account have been talking for about a week now. it all started when she had finally decided to reply to his random text...

realest opinion ever.

she recalls the message, a response to her instagram story. it was a picture of her laptop - on it, a screencap of kurt cobain in his iconic green cardigan playing the guitar. the caption was, 'if the doctor told me i had an hour and thirty three minutes left to live, trust i will be watching this video on my death bed!'

what do you know about nirvana mtv unplugged 1993 🙄

her cocky and satirical reply was the first thing that ignited their witty relationship. what he said to her following that was something along the lines of, "more than you, i bet".

as they began to have long, daily conversations with each other, yn ln was beginning to find out more and more about him. by the one week mark she had figured out his age, his major, his hobbies, favourite foods, colours, songs, even his childhood dreams. she knew almost everything about him! well, if you take away the fact that she didn't really know anything about him at all...not his name, not his face, nor who he really is.

that didn't stop her though. she liked him. that much she knew. she liked how he typed, she liked his opinions, she liked that he matched energies with her, most of all she liked that he seemed to like her too. and a girl like yn would never let anything come in between her and someone she liked - no, not even an anonymous identity. i mean, it was only about time until he revealed himself, right? she can wait.

"so you're practically e-dating this guy...and you don't even know who he is? aren't you curious at all? what if he's a creep? or worse! what if he's...ugly"

eunchae, the girl's best-friend, squeaks, already thinking of every worst case scenario available. yn rolls her eyes, "first of all, we aren't e-dating! second of all, maybe i can see through his looks? i'm not that shallow!" she accidentally yells out the last part of her sentence, earning weird looks from the other students in the hallway. eunchae giggles, patting her friend on the back as they begin to walk to their classroom.

on the way there, yn continues to ramble on and on about her anonymous lover, starting to make guesses of his identity, "what if he's hot, that would be so incredibly perfect...like imagine if he was one of the boys from myung jaehyun's friend group...they're all hot". her focus was so out of it that she fails to see the boy crouching down near the lockers. her eyes grow wide as she stumbles over him, tripping and falling right on her ass.

"ow...fuck that hurt" she whines, still seated on the floor. laughs escape the mouth of her best-friend, who was busy recording yn's epic fail instead of helping her up. she rolls her eyes before they scan to find the poor boy she tripped on. this poor boy, however, was definitely not who she thought he was.

yn gasps when she comes face to face with none other than han taesan, one of the popular seniors from that friend group she was just yapping about. yeah, myung jaehyun's one, that's right...the one with all the insanely and unnecessarily hot people.

"are you gonna get up or...?" his voice shakes her out of her thoughts, "huh? oh! right...ahem...sorry" she clears her throat, avoiding eye contact as she begins to pick her things up and off of the ground. she doesn't know for sure but the girl swears she could feel him smile at her from behind, her assumptions proven true when she catches him giggle. "what?" yn asks, voice going all snarky all of a sudden. it catches taesan by surprise, "nothing...i just think you're cute, that's all" her eyes get big again, "m...me? cute?" she was sure her face was bright red by now. he laughs again, a lot more cocky this time, a smug look on his face like he knew something she didn't.

"see you around, yn" the boy says, beginning to walk away. 'he knows my name?' she thought, watching as he stops in his tracks and turns to face her again.

"oh! and maybe watch where you're going next time"

he was gone after that, chasing the school bell into his classroom. "what was that about? see you around, yn" eunchae wonders, mocking the guy's tone of voice as she repeated his words. "beats me...weirdo" yn says, resuming her own trek towards her math class. "you can't call him a weirdo if you're the one who tripped on him" her friend's words make her scoff, "well he didn't have to be so cocky about it!"

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and then what happened?

yn ln flops onto her bed, biting her lip softly as her fingers move to type. she was texting him, you see, she was texting her mystery man. it became a routine for her to do so, coming home after school and telling him all about her day. well, if there was anything significant about her day that is. otherwise, they'd be sending each other silly reels and song recommendations - which, as much as she loved it, did get a bit boring and substance-less after a while.

luckily - or, unluckily? - for her today, she had a fun story to share with him.

and then i totally freaked, and he was being so insanely annoying and cocky about it...like dude you're hot, we know that! doesn't mean you get to be all asshole-y

she sighs in frustration as she remembers the events of a few hours ago, waiting patiently for a text back. it usually didn't take long for one, the anonymous guy was a pretty fast texter. however, for whatever reason this time, it seemed to be taking him years to type. yn is confused, 'what could he be typing?' until alas, the bubble on his end stops moving, a message replacing it.

maybe you should've watched where you were going. i mean you DID trip on him cause you weren't focused

the girl's heart stops for a moment. there was something wrong with his text, yet she couldn't for the life of her tell what it was. it just felt...odd - like the person she had just been chatting with disappeared into thin air. there was a hint of passive-aggressiveness in his tone; maybe she was overthinking it...i mean it wouldn't be the first time he was cold and sarcastic with her. that's just how he is.

you know what's funny? that's exactly what he said lmao...no way...don't tell me the man behind this account is THE han taesan LMAOO

yn didn't think much of it when she typed up that response, she knew there was no way in hell such a popular and handsome guy like taesan would run such a dumb and silly confession account...right?

shit...have to help my dad set up a new TV, ttyl

their conversation ended there. again, she paid no mind to it's sudden end. she knew he'd reach out to her again a little later, possibly to moan and groan about how much of a hard time he had setting up the television.

yn only began to worry when that didn't happen. it had actually been hours since their last conversation and he hadn't squeaked a single word to her - not even a single stupid reel, not even a song recommendation.

where'd he go?

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"why do you look like that?" eunchae asks, sitting beside her best-friend at the school cafeteria. "like what?" the girl replies with another question. "i don't know...maybe like you just witnessed someone kill off your entire bloodline?" yn rolls her eyes, not uttering another word. "you've been looking gloomy all week...ever since..." eunchae gasps, "is this because of when you tripped over han taesan? cause if it is...girl, i can delete the video if you want me to" this time the girl looks at her friend in disbelief. "oh god, it is because of that, isn't it? girl, you should've just said so and i would-" she doesn't let her friend finish. "you took a video?! and no it isn't because of that...but you took a video?!"

eunchae chuckles as she nods, "i promise i'll delete it...but if it's not cause of that...then what?" yn sighs, "if i tell you, promise not to laugh?" she asks, some kind of a hopeful gaze in her eyes. her friend nods enthusiastically, "when have i ever laughed at your misfortune" - "eunchae. i'm serious" her face is stern, not even a hint of playfulness, and her friend obliged.

"it's the confessions guy..." yn starts, her voice quieting down as she trails off. "you mean your mystery lover boy?" the girl nods, "we haven't texted in four days now..." eunchae's eyes widen in shock, "what? why?!" she seemed just as furious as the girl was. "that's the thing, i don't know! last time we talked i was telling him all about tripping over taesan...he was being unusually cold and dry...then he left to help his dad set up a new TV and then he never texted me since..." her voice was glum, like she was genuinely lost and upset about this whole thing. her friend's gaze softened, "have you tried reaching out to him first?" yn shook her head, "i don't know why...i just can't bring myself to"

eunchae pats the girl on her back, "hey...what if you just give him a few more hours, and if he doesn't text you then just text first, how about that?" yn sighs, "do i have any other choice?" the other girl smiles as she shakes her head, "nope!"

later that day yn ln goes home from school, still feeling like shit. she frowns as she turns her speaker on, a loud ding sound letting her know the bluetooth was connected to her phone. a tune begins to fill the gaps in her room, reality by richard sanderson, one of his favourites.

the girl groans as she throws herself onto the bed, not caring enough to change out of her uniform. she rolls over to lay on her back, staring up at the posters on her ceiling - namely, the giant one in the middle, a poster of the guy who had brought her and the anonymous boy together in the first place. before she even realized, yn had begun to talk to it.

"oh, kurt...whatever should i do?! this is all your fault. if i hadn't put your stupid performance on my story that day then he wouldn't have replied, we wouldn't have talked, i wouldn't have fallen in love with him...i don't even know his fucking name! kurt...how cooked am i? i spend every waking hour thinking about him, guessing his identity, wondering what i did wrong to have him ignore me like this! it's unfair...why does every relationship i get into end this way?"

the last bit of her unscripted monologue brings tears to her eyes. it was true. yn ln had quite the history of horrible relationships. hell, some wouldn't even consider them relationships. the first guy she dated only did it because he was dared to, the next guy decided he was actually into his own sex half-way through their one week long relationship, the last guy she was with - well, she was never really dating him, he was a dick and she was naive enough to like him for his looks and status. all in all, she's never been successful in the love department - she found that no one really got her...until he did.

"why is it that the one guy who actually understood me has to be some fucking anonymous admin...i mean, seriously? and even then...it seems i blew it already, didn't i?" yn whines, starting to get annoyed at the fact that her posters stayed quiet - duh, they're posters! she rolls over again, just far enough to reach her phone. the girl wasn't planning on doing anything on it, but like clockwork her fingers naturally lead her to his chatroom. she stared at it, as if staring would do anything to fix the situation she was in. that is, until it did.

the animation on his side of the chat, indicating that he had begun to type, sent her heart flying. her eyes went wide, mouth dropping opened as if she were going to scream - she didn't though, her parents were home. yn bites her lips, her face so close to the screen she swore she could feel how her eye-sight worsened by the second. and then the animation stopped, a second later it was replaced with a body of text.

are you going to the v-day masquerade dance tomorrow?

that's it? yn didn't know what to think; so she didn't, she let her thumbs do all the thinking for her.

YOU DONT SPEAK TO ME FOR FOUR WHOLE DAYS AND YOU DONT EVEN START WITH A HI? A SORRY????

look, i'm sorry about that i just...i was doing a lot of thinking and stuff

she rolls her eyes, 'what a lame excuse' she thought. still, she couldn't stop herself from smiling softly, she really missed him.

about what??? what could you have possibly been thinking SO much about that you don't talk to me!??!?!

well that's the thing...i was thinking a lot about us.

'huh?' if yn ln wasn't confused all week, she was definitely confused now.

wdym us?

it takes him exactly four minutes and twenty seconds to reply. she knows this because the moment she sent her text, how was your day? by beabadoobee started playing, and it ended the minute his message came in.

will you meet me at the masquerade dance, or no?

for some reason, his words annoy her a bit.

i don't know anything about ur appearance and u expect me to meet u in a dark gym hall where every guy is wearing a suit and a MASK??

well that's the point, love. i trust you'll know it's me in the moment...unless you're not curious about me at all then that's fine i guess we'll just never meet

what a bitch. she's intrigued though.

fine, i'll see you tomorrow then

see you there 💖

yn ln genuinely smiles for the first time in four days, laying down on her back to stare up at her posters again. "well kurt, it seems this love story isn't entirely over yet...you think he'll finally reveal himself to me tomorrow night?" she asks out loud, as if the pieces of paper she talked to could respond. "shit!" she exclaimed all of a sudden, sitting up straight.

"what do i wear?!"

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"does this look dumb or...?"

yn ln asks for the nth time, twirling around in her thousandth outfit idea for her best-friend to judge through their face-time call. "ew no, i liked the last one better, this one doesnt match your mask- wait try the last dress with that one fluffy bolero you have" eunchae's voice came out a second late due to the connection issues, but yn could understand her just fine. "okay wait let me try that" she says, disappearing from the camera's view and into her closet.

"how's this? cute right?" the girl smiles, spinning around to give her bestie a full 360 view. her dress was a light baby pink and it was short, stopping right above her knees. she wore a pair of tights underneath to prevent getting dress-coded, and a pretty white faux-fur bolero over her shoulders to shield her from the cold. her whole outfit matched perfectly with her silver mask, fine specs of pink and white glitter decorating it's surface. "yes! love it!" eunchae cheered, "what shoes are you wearing?" - "i want to wear the pink platforms...but what if he's short and then our super sweet kiss scene gets awkward?" she caught her friend rolling her eyes through the screen, "wear the white mary janes then, it matches your bolero anyways"

"okay...make up time!"

the girl spends the next few hours touching up her looks for the big night. she stares in the mirror over and over, making sure there wasn't anything abnormally wrong with her. yn slumps down onto her bed, careful not to wrinkle her dress. she sighs, an odd sensation bubbling up in her stomach.

"what am i so worried of?" she asked, eyes lingering at her reflection. the pinging of her phone removes her from her trance, a smile replacing the fearful look on her face as she read the message, his message.

you're not having second thoughts, are you? let me know when you're there

it's all or nothing now.

after making sure she didn't forget anything, yn jumps into the passenger seat of her dad's car. "you good, kid?" he asks, noticing the uneasy look on his daughter's face. "huh? yeah, i'm good, dad...let's go" the man nods, "whatever it is, i'm sure this'll fix it!" he said, a pointer finger reaching out towards the radio, pressing play. the girl laughs as a nostalgic tune enters her ears, black or white by michael jackson. "remember when you'd beg me to play this on the way to kindergarten?" she nods along to her dad's words, beginning to sing along to the song with him.

they make it to the school's campus in no time, stopping the car right at the drop off zone. "thanks for driving, dad. sorry i didn't tell you sooner...didn't think i was coming until i got asked" the man shakes his head, "anything for you, kiddo - can i ask why you won't tell me who the lucky boy is?" yn smirked, "i would love to, dad...i just...don't know who he is either!" that response made mr. ln's eyebrows knit together in confusion, but before he could ask anymore questions, the girl had waved him goodbye and disappeared into the building.

"oh, yn...whatever you're up to...please don't hurt yourself"

yn puts on her mask before entering the gymnasium; the usually sweaty and sports-full area had been completely turned into that of a ballroom. valentine's day themed decorations hung on every corner, hearts and bows completing the scenery. the girl smiles, wondering why it took her this long to ever attend these annual school events. 'who knew this dump was capable of looking so pretty?' that was the last clear thought she had before her conscience returned to reality. all of a sudden the heart-shaped lanterns weren't all that lovely, the romantic music playing earlier had turned into loud and hardcore techno, and worst of all the people inside the gym with her seemed to have multiplied by tenfold.

at this point it was getting too much to bear. she could barely see out of the tiny eye-holes of her mask to begin with, how was she supposed to find her mystery man in this crowd? a second away from panicking, yn escapes the rowdy gym and finds solace in the quiet hallways. she pulls her mask off for a moment to breathe, a hand clutching onto her chest - maybe this is why she never cared to go to these dances.

the girl reaches into her hand-bag, pulling out her phone. her thumbs danced against the screen and she opened up instagram to text her anonymous date.

where r u???? it's too loud i hate it i wanna go home

he replies right away.

agreed, i'll wait for you in your classroom...it's quiet and empty here

yn doesn't text back, simply nodding to herself. she gulps and takes in a deep breath as she pulls the mask over her head again. she straightens her back, walking towards her classroom and stopping right at the foot of the door. she could see his figure through the textured glass windows; he faced away from her, all she could make out was his black suit and the back of his head, where the ribbons of his mask dug into his hair. this was it. she was finally inches away from meeting the boy she had been so in love with the past few weeks, inches away from knowing his real identity. yn couldn't wait another moment - yet, at the very same time, something was stopping her from entering the room. a sense of severe nervousness rushing through her veins.

he must've felt her lingering presence and she watched as the figure inside the room turned in her direction. both masked, identities hidden, yet it felt like they could see right through each other. as if telepathically, yn felt him call for her; though he didn't utter a word. with that, the palm of her hands finally came in contact with the door, pushing it forward ever so slightly and allowing herself in.

"hey"

yn gasps as he speaks to her for the first time, his voice doesn't sound foreign at all, but she can't remember where she'd heard it from before. "hey..." her tone is more hushed than usual, breathy as she walked closer to him. they stood beside each other now, staring out the classroom's window, and up at rising moon. the girl can't help but stare at him, scanning everything that was visible to her. he's here now, flesh and skin in front of her. his dark hair, his pale skin, his tall build, his pink lips, and his milky brown eyes hidden behind his deep maroon coloured mask that covered the top half of his face. but still, she hadn't a clue who he was.

the mystery man chuckles, breaking their silence. "you can stop staring at me, yn...i'm not going anywhere" she opened her mouth to reply but nothing came out, she couldn't speak no matter how hard she tried. the pair went back to looking out the window in silence, there was no sense of awkwardness in the air though. in fact, it was nothing but comfortable.

"i like you"

it takes yn a solid ten seconds to process the words that came out of his mouth. even after they sunk into her mind she stood frozen, shocked. "w...what?" the boy's smile is visible, "i like you, yn...do you like me too?" there's a hint of playfulness in his voice, it was as though this whole ordeal wasn't too big a deal to him - unlike the way it was to her.

"i don't even know you...how am i supposed to tell whether what i feel for you is real or not?!" her tone was a lot stronger than she had planned, she gasped and slapped a hand to her mouth. she didn't mean to yell, the pressure of the situation stressed her out in ways she swore no one could imagine. the masked boy didn't fight back though, she could see his eyes softening beneath plastic that covered his face as he stared into her own. they held eye-contact for what felt like ages, no other sound apart from the loud beating in their chests. "yn..." he calls out for her, though his previously playful tone was long gone now. "yeah?" she questioned, barely above a listenable decibel.

"can i kiss you?"

her eyes get big and the girl contemplates for a second. she decides that the only correct answer was yes. besides, this was the moment she'd been yearning for all week, wasn't it?

her slight nod was all the confirmation the boy needed before he took a step closer towards her. he leans down until they were just a single breath away from one another. his hands were cold as they pressed lightly against her blushing cheeks, pulling her in. suddenly, the pair was devoid of space, their masks making a clinking sound as their lips crashed against each other's. the kiss was intense, more than anything else; a hint of desperation in the way his hands snaked down to her waist, her own ones placed against his neck.

the growing moonlight illuminated the scene, neither of them planning to let go any time soon. as the kiss began to get more passionate, yn's fingers found their way into his hair, playing with it's ends then moving up to where the ribbons of his mask sat in a knot. she doesn't give it another thought, pulling on the strings until they came undone. the boy gasps, eyes widening as they finally pull apart, the plastic material falling to the ground between them.

a breath escapes the girl's lips, her eyes beginning to water at the sight in front of her. a mixture of shock and confusion painting her complexion as she furrows her eyebrows. she can't even bring herself to blink, this was too unreal. the mystery identity of the boy she had fallen so deeply in love with...

"t...taesan?"

he sighs.

"y...yeah"

yn takes in another deep breath before ultimately breaking into a fit of laughter. "why...why are you laughing?" taesan is the confused one now, watching through knitted brows as the girl before him pulls herself together. "nothing...i just didn't think it was really you..." she said, beginning to remove her own mask. the boy's eyes glimmer a little, "what?" she asks, tossing the silver plastic onto a desk. "you're so pretty" he says, reaching his hand out to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. she smiles, leaning her face into his palm.

"thank you...and i'm sorry" taesan tilts his head to the side, "for what?" she laughs again, "for bitching about tripping over han taesan and calling him an asshole...i had no clue i was talking directly to him...sorry" the boy chuckles, "yeah, that was kind of mean you know?" he pouted dramatically, something about his face made her heart skip a beat. "is that why you totally ignored me for four days after?" he was taken aback by her sudden inquiry, "maybe...sorry about that, love" her cheeks turned a deep shade of pink from the nickname. "but you know..." taesan speaks again, stepping closer and slipping his hands into hers.

"you should really watch where you're going next time!"

the familiarity of his statement sends the girl through a trip of deja vu, "you know that's technically your fault...i was thinking about who you were after all, and then i couldn't focus and then i tripped!" he smiles, "does that mean you like me too?" she rolls her eyes, "i never said that" - "but you never said you didn't"

yn ln sighs in defeat, watching the smug grin that was making it's way onto han taesan's lips. "how about you kiss me again? maybe after that i'll know whether i like you or not" the boy laughs, "you just want to kiss me, i think that's proof enough" she shakes her head in disbelief, "shut up, please?" - "make me"

and with that the space between them vanished once more, their noses bumping and their breaths short as they kissed. it didn't last as long as their last one, separating for air after the first two minutes. "okay...i confess..." yn says as she catches her breath. "mhm?" taesan hums, staring into her eyes.

"i like you too"

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"oh, that's my ride!"

yn waves, signaling for her dad to come towards her. the window of the passenger seat rolls down, and the pair are met with a sleepy looking mr. ln.

"hey dad, this is my boyfriend, taesan!" the girl chirped joyfully, shooting her dad a smile. "uh...hello, mr. ln...it's nice to meet you!" the boy has a hopeful look on his face, biting down on his lip worriedly as the older man began to eye him down. "nice to meet you, kid! you better be treating my princess right...if you break her heart" - "dad! stop scaring him! we just got together, don't shoo him away"

both the guys laugh at yn's outrage. "bye, taesan. thanks for tonight, is it too early to say i love you?" the boy smiles, "thank you. and no it isn't, i love you too...and" he pulls her into a hug, leaning closer to whisper into her ear, "it's too scary to kiss you in front of your dad so i'll do that another time"

taesan watches as yn gets into her car, "i'll pick you up tomorrow, yeah? we could get froyo and go to the record store and-" he gets cut off as the girl's dad butts in. "record store? you into music, taesan?" he nods excitedly, "yes sir! love it more than anything in the world...well, maybe not as much as i love your daughter" the older man scoffs, "that's what i like to hear...how you getting home, kid?" he asks, "i'm driving. my cars parked over there" he point towards the parking lot and the two guys share a few more nods.

"well then, get home safe, kid"

"i will, thank you. you guys get home safe too! um, text me when you're home, okay?" yn smiles up at her boyfriend, "mhm! see you tomorrow, bye!"

she rolls her window back up as her dad begins to drive away. "i like him" her dad says all of a sudden. "yeah?" she asks, wanting confirmation from her father who just nods.

"i like him too"

the end.

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ahhhhh this fic is kinda longggg i was working on it for six hours straight TT tysm to eli my pookiebear for this awesome ideaaaa i hope i did it justice <3!! also yn ranting to her cobain poster and then taesan getting along w her dad a bit at the end is so cutesy so true!!!! anyways, thx for reading - i hope u liked this one! reblogs n feedbacks r always appreciated :3 love, kona.

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sturniqlo · 1 day ago

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「 ✦ BOYFRIEND OF YOURS? ✦ 」

summary: chris keeps his promise to your dad and visits the office, and chris notices the little nerd who is utterly in love with you.

cw: name calling(?), jealousy

word count: 2.7k

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PART TWO

it was 10:29am and you stood in front of the high ceiling windows of your office and just watched the city and everyone going about their day. you saw a mom and her two kids enter the indoor play place that wasn't too far from the office building, a few random teenagers skipping school, something you wish you would've done, many people walking their dogs. it was funny just how many dogs ran into each other and stared at one another, or just barked.

you were having a bit of trouble trying to understand the plot to the a new movie that was in the talks. you had many jobs here, you went to meetings to discuss new movie and show ideas, you helped with editing, you even went to a few shootings to supervise, and the most important of them all was having the final say in approving a movie or show.

the guy, peter ray, who pitched the idea sure that the movie would be a number one hit in theaters and across the nation, but you just didn't understand it. he wanted the movie to end on a cliffhanger and not have an actual ending. but you didn't like the idea of that.

not at all.

why make a movie and leave it on a cliffhanger with no part two to it? you knew that it would get bad reviews and not do well due to the word that will be surfacing around social media. it's a no. either he comes up with a good ending, or it's a no.

you turned around from the window and made your way to your desk. picking up the phone you rang your assistant. “hello ms. y/n. everything okay?” you hated when people called you ms.celestine, you preferred your name. “hi, franny. everything is fine. is there anyway you can contact mr.ray and have him come down here? a meeting is needed.”

you heard some shuffling in the background and the sound of a printer beeping. “yeah, of course. i'll get to it right away.” she chirped, franny was always in a good mood even if it was a shit day and you had lost your patience and accidentally lashed at her. but you always apologized right away.

“thank you.” you said before cutting the call. you sighed, leaning against the backrest of your office chair. your phone that was set faced down on your desk buzzed

franny

mr.ray has agreed to come to the office. your meeting is at 11:30. anyone else's rather than mr.ray and his team i should contact ghat should attend the meeting?

you

no, no one else. thank you franny!

your father was tucked away in his office on the top floor, the very top floor. the last you heard from him was that he was doing some last minute deals and arrangements to set you up in the near future when you become ceo. even with the many, many times you told him you could handle it when the time came, he wouldn't budge.

deep into thought, there was a soft knock on your door. who could it be? you thought. “come in.” you mumbled, straightening your posture. as the door opened, you were met with oliver, an intern who was only two years younger than you, he had a shy smile on his face and gently closed the door behind him, pushing his glasses up his nose.

“sorry if i interrupted anything.” he blushed, he always did when he talked to you, or even looked at you. there was this one incident where you were trying to pass by and placed your hand on his bicep, the poor boy nearly creamed his pants. ��you didn't, glad you took me out of my thoughts, though.” you chuckled, clearing your throat right after.

“what is it that y’need?” you asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before signing a form. “i was wondering if you'd-” a knock interrupted his sentence. “sorry, just a minute.” you told him. “come in!” you said out loud to the person who knocked.

franny walked in. “hey, i just came to drop these off. i-” she put a stack of papers on the corner of your desk, she then saw oliver and cut her sentence short. “oliver, is it okay if you step out for a minute? i have to talk to ms.y/n alone.” she gave him a lip tight smile.

oliver frowned and blushed. “oh- yeah, sure. i'll just talk to you l- later.” he scurried out.

“may i?” franny pointed to the chair in front of your desk. “go ahead.” you nodded. “so, mr.ray just called me back and he was kinda… mad. he really wants you to approve his idea, but i'm with you. a movie ending on a cliffhanger with no second part is kind of pointless—to me, that is.”

you sighed, you knew he'd have a hard time accepting the fact that you were on the verge on rejecting his idea. “i knew he'd be pissed. and yeah, a movie with no ending is fucking pointless. it's either he comes up with an actual ending to the movie or i'm going to have to say no. and he's grateful that i'm still giving him a chance. if it were my father, he'd shut the idea right down the minute he knew the idea for the end.”

franny nodded as you spoke. you and her had a great relationship. on days she wasn't needed in the office or random weekends, you two would go out for brunch or a coffee run and talk like friends. just like you and your dad, you separated your outside friendship and work relationship. in all honesty, she was like the sister you never had.

“i'm ready for this week to be over. want to hang out at my place saturday night? i could really use a gossip night.” you cracked a smile. “im there. i'll bring our favorite.” there was this one pizza place near your condo and if you could, you would eat it everyday for the rest of your life. “deal, i'll get the wine.”

you two chatted for a while more until franny had to go and take care of something. “good luck with peter, y/n.” she said before she left your office.

it had been a few weeks since he had last seen you. him and your father have exchanged a couple of emails here and there and eventually set up a date to where chris would visit the office.

and that was today.

he stood in his bedroom, fixing the collar that stool out from beneath his prada sweater. chris was excited to see you again even if he tried to avoid the thought of you for several reasons.

the night after the party, he thought about you in that dress all night. a little too much. you were definitely something.

he got into his car and began to drive to the office.

when chris arrived at the parking garage entrance, the garage door opened automatically and was met with a parking garage he had never seen before. the wall were a bright white, the floor wasn't the usual concrete floor, it was a sleek black one that the light reflected off of.

there was a booth up the makeshift hill with a man in a black suit. chris stopped the car and rolled his window down, lowing the music. “good morning, sir. you must be—” he took a look at a paper that was stuck to his laptop. “- chris sturniolo.” chris nodded. “that would be me, yes.”

“good, there's been a parking spot reserved for you. number three. it's just straight ahead near the elevators, and two cars that are hard to miss.” his arm directed into the direction of the spot. “thank you.” chris responded, slowly driving away.

it was true, the two cars parked in spots one and two were hard to miss. parked in spot one was an all black rolls royce, and parked next to chris, in spot two, was a white range rover. he turned into spot one, the only spot left. chris’ guess was that spot one and two were reserved specifically for you and your dad, but that was just a guess.

locking his car, he headed to the all glass elevator and pressed the up arrow. waiting a couple of seconds, the elevator dinged and the doors opened. inside, the small space was filled with classical music and shiny numbered buttons.

he pressed one.

as the doors opened back up again, he was met with a beautiful lobby. it was filled with natural light and beautiful structures. “good morning.” the lady at the front desk said. “hello, i'm here to meet with mr.celestine. i'm chris sturniolo.” he rested an elbow on the counter. “ahh, yes. i'll be right with you, mr.sturniolo.” she smiled, picking up the phone near her desk.

as she waited for her call to be answered, chris looked around the lobby and noticed that the tvs were playing their newest movie, violet, a thriller movie. he had watched it and thought it was an incredible movie. the actors, some of which also worked with his company for pr, were incredible.

“hey, it's pam from the front desk. mr.sturniolo has just arrived at the lobby. could you please take him to mr.celestines office?... thank you.” she returned the phone to its original spot. “alright, i have someone coming down to take you up to mr.celestines office. feel free to take a seat or have something from the snack bar.” she pointed over to a small room across the desk.

“thank you.” chris nodded, making a beeline towards the room. the room was quite big, almost like a mini kitchen. there were various vending machines—free vending machines, a see through fridge with various foods and snacks, and a table with even more snacks.

chris grabbed a bottle of water and scoped out the table of snack, he picked up a pack of skittles and put them in his back pocket. walking out of the room, he smiled at the lady sitting at the desk and made his way to one of the couches.

he waited a couple of minutes, finishing his water and candy. someone finally came to get him. “mr.sturniolo?” chris hears someone call out for him and he turns around.

“that's me.” he gets up. “great, i'm oliver. i’ll be taking you to mr.celestines office. follow me.” chris nods and follows behind him. in the elevator, chris speaks up. “so, how long have you been working here?” he looks over at the boy pushing his glasses up his nose.

“oh, i'm an intern. i've been here for almost a month.” the elevator door opens back up. “right this way.” oliver steps out first and points his arm to the right down the hall.

as they walk through the hallway, chris notices the many movie posters along the walls and various news headlines about celestine studios. movie of the year, #1 high grossing movie, celestine studios makes history winning all 6 nominations in one night, highest ranked movie, celestine studios has the most perfect scores on rotten tomatoes, and there were many more.

“impressive.” chris mumbles to himself, continuing to follow oliver. “here we are.” oliver announces as they stop in front of. door at the end of the hall. plastered on the wall is a golden sign that says ‘MR. CELESTINE: CEO’.

oliver picks his fist up and knocks on the door. they wait a few seconds before a voice is heard from behind the door. “come on in.” oliver opens the door and lets chris walk in first. “mr. celestine, mr. sturniolo is here.” your dad looks up from his laptop and claps his hands. “wonderful! thanks you, oliver. you're dismissed. chris- have a seat.”

oliver closes the door behind him and leaves. chris walks up to your dads desk and shakes his hand. “mr.celestine, it's nice to see you again.” he sits. “nice to see you too. so, what do you think of my building so far?”

“it's wonderful, really.” chris nods.

the two talk for a while, asking each other questions. “let's go visit my daughter, shall we.” you dad say, starting to get up from his chair. “sure.” chris hides his excitement at the mention of you. the two make their way down to the floor you're on.

“good afternoon, mr.celestine.” franny spots your dad and chris. “good afternoon, franny. this is mr. chris sturniolo.” your dad points to chris standing next to him. the two greet each other with a smile. “where is my daughter, we'd like to talk with her.”

“oh, she's in the fifth conference room. but, she's currently in a meeting with mr.ra-” he cuts her off. “thank you, franny.” they two walk away. as they approached conference room five, mr.celestine doesn't bother to knock and barges right in.

“—i'm sorry peter, i've given you options but you're not cooperating with me.” you look up and spot both your dad and chris. chris had never seen this side of you, obviously, in a business setting. “dad? excuse me for one second.” you excuse yourself, standing up to walk up towards the both of them.

chris looks over at the man sitting at the other end of the table who looks frustrated. “what's up… im kind of in a meeting.” chris could tell that you were frustrated as well. “hon, chris is here. remember at the party the other night? ‘said he was going to stop by.” you didn't remember. “oh- yeah. how could i forget.”

“just finish this up and meet us for lunch.” your dad patted your shoulder before turning around. “c’mon chris, let me show you some set mock ups.”

you went back to your meeting. “so, are you going to consider my options?”

finishing up the meeting that went well for you and not so well for peter ray, you were making your way to your office to wind down for a bit after that meeting. as you stepped out of the conference room, oliver spotted you. making his way over to you, chris got to you first .

“hey, doll.” he smirked. “hi, chris. nice to see you again.” oliver stopped a few feet behind the two of you, and chris spotted him, looking back into your eyes. “meeting went well?” he crossed his arms. “so-so.” you nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“how's lunch sound- just me ‘nd you? your dad had a last minute meeting. told me to hang with you, said you fun to be around.” oliver, just a few feet away from you two, was red in the face with fists by his side and storms off. “boyfriend of yours?” he nods at oliver who stomps to his mini office. “who?”

“glasses over there. looked like he wanted to kill me for talking t’you.” he chuckles. “oliver? no, not my boyfriend. he's a sweet kid though.” you had noticed here and there the lingering looks he gave you as you walked by him, or the fact that he did anything you told him to. you could ask him to step on a million thumbtacks and he'd do it.

“mm.” he nods, rolling his lips inside. “so, lunch?” he asked again. “uh- yeah. sure, let me just put this in my office.” you refer to your laptop and notebook in your arms. “of course. i'll come with.” he followed behind you. as the two of you walked by oliver, he sent him a petty wink.

“so, this is your office?” he says as you two enter the room. “yup, like it?” you ask smiling as you place down the items on your desk. you round the corner to grab your phone from the drawer. “yeah, s’nice.” he nods looking around before putting his eyes back on you and noticing that you're reaching for your wallet. “ah- ah. lunch is on me. leave that here.”

“you sure?” you look at him, opening the drawer to put your wallet in there. “i'm sure.” he confirms. “c’mon, i made reservations ahead of time. you like sushi?” chris asks, his hand hovering over the small of your back as you two walked out of your office. “love it.” you giggle.

chris turned his head and saw oliver glaring at him once more. chris only shrugged at him and waved to him.

he's going to be seeing chris a lot from now on.

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boring chapter :/ i promise we're getting closer to the juiciness😛

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taelortot · 3 days ago

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Pretty Little Kisses

4k words (not proofread)

Summary: College student Satoru loves to give his pretty little girlfriend pretty kisses between her thighs.

Cw: SMUT (only a little), manipulative Satoru Gojo, and a plot twist that may or may not have your jaw on the floor :)

This may not be for everyone! You have been warned!!

"Toru! Please gimme it!" Y/n whined jumping up to reach what Satoru Gojo dangled over his head. A smirk on his lips as he peered down through his black sunnies. Her pouty glossed lips made his heart melt, always something so innocent about that little face. It took everything in him to not just hand what he had in his hand down to her. Wanting to tease her just a little more. That was always fun— teasing y/n to no end.

"Say please Princess" Satoru said in a mocking tone, looking down into y/ns glistening eyes. There was always something about how she got so teary eyed from a little teasing that he loved.

"I already said please Toru” y/n frowned pushing her bottom lip out to give him the sweetest puppy dog face.

"One more time, baby"

"Please Toru. Please gimme it" y/n clasped her hands other, begging him to give her what he had.

"Of course, all you had to do was beg" he said with a sweet smile on his lips, pulling his arm down dangling y/ns black lacy panties in front of her eyes. Eagerly, y/n plucked the garment from his fingers.

"Now, I don't want you wearing these at school, only for me to see. I don't want to catch you wearing anything like this again. Okay, Princess?" Satoru voice was stern, showing y/n he wasn't messing around.

Y/ns only choice in underwear was a lace thong, as the rest of her underwear was commandeered by Satoru or was dirty.

She wore a pretty baby blue dress, that went just past her mid thigh, a soft white cardigan and white keds. Her black lace thong visible when she bent down to pick up a pen that had fallen from her locker.

"Hey hey" Gojo ran up to his Princess, covering her back side from who ever may be looking.

"Hey Toru" y/n stood up tall with a sweet smile on her lips, to see a very frantic Satoru.

"You can't bend down like that, you can see your whole ass" he whispered leaning around y/n to make sure her dress was pulled down.

"I'm sorry Satoru, I didn't know" she felt her cheeks heat up in embarrassment, running her hand down the back of her dress.

"Just- just don't lean down Princess, I will see you later." The white haired boy said sternly, before rushing back to his friends who saw the whole incident.

"Yes Toru" y/n agreed with a nod and took the panties, tossing them in her pink hamper.

She slipped out of her school clothes putting on pink soft shorts and a matching pink baby tee that exposed her whole mid drift. She has a cute pink rhinestone belly button piercing, Satoru picked it out himself.

He had suggested y/n should get one as she loved to show her tummy off, he was there when she got it pierced, giving her hand squeezes and giving her head kisses as she was scared to get it done.

Satoru couldn't help but smile at what is his. Every single inch of y/n, he was obsessed with.

Y/n is his.

"Hey Satoru, are you staying for dinner tonight?" Y/ns mom asked as the two made their way down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Yeah I don't have anything going on tonight" he smiled kindly at the woman who was cutting up some vegetables. Satoru told his friends he couldn’t hang out tonight, just so he could spend some time with y/n.

"Oh good, we are having steak, how do you like yours cooked again?" Y/ns mom continued to chop up the zucchini.

"I like mine medium rare" he answered following y/n to the living room.

The two sat on the same couch, y/ns legs draped across Satorus thighs, as he rubbed small circles into them.

"Don't tickle me, Toru" y/n made her best angry face at the white haired man. Which just made him start to squeeze her thighs, trying to find that good spot that always made her laugh.

In Satorus eyes, y/ns angry face was just the cutest, her brows knitted together, her lips in a frown that she so desperately tried to keep from turning into a smile.

Just the sweetest little face.

Oh how Satoru Gojo just adored y/n.

The moment he saw that cute girl walking in the halls of their high school, he knew he had to have her.

Which he never did get her until recently. Satoru Gojo waited 3 years for y/n, never even thinking about another girl. Not when y/n was right before his eyes, not knowing she was meant for him.

Satoru turned into a bottomless pit of goo as soon as y/n made eye contact with him. No way he could ever talk her, not when she looked angelic in the way she does so effortlessly.

That was until just a few months ago. When he finally was able to, finally working up the courage to speak to her.. in college… 3 years after he first saw her.

Y/n wasn't always the brightest, most around the school knew how dumb she is, so Satoru protected her from others cruel words. He really was like a big brother to her.

Until one day that all turned into something a little more romantic. They had both pushed their feelings for each other to the side, not wanting to hurt their friendship and close bond.

Well— one thing led to another and now 6 months later the two couldn't get enough of each other.

Satoru still acted as y/ns protector, as it is his job. He couldn't let anyone hurt his princess.

Y/n was very innocent and naive. She grew up really sheltered and was home schooled by her dad until he passed her sophomore year of high school. Prompting her mom to pack up and move from Nagoya to Kyoto the following year.

No one thought her and Satoru had anything in common, which for the most part they didn't. But Satoru couldn't resist that cute smile, and the way she plays with the sleeves of her cardigans when she's nervous.

He was so infatuated with her. Y/n was just as obsessed with Satoru, always hugging on him and wanting to spend every waking hour with him. There was something about the carefree way he lived, always a smile on his face. Satoru was cocky and intelligent and bright. The way he acted was something y/n had never seen before. Once she got a taste, there was no going back to before him.

"Wow this is really good" Satoru said with a mouthful of steak.

"Thank you, y/ns father taught me how to make steak way back when we were young like you two." Y/ns mom gave a soft smile to both of the young adults.

They continued to make small talk, talking about their days at school. Both of them avoiding y/ns panty reveal, that wasn't something y/ns mother needed to know about. Y/ns mom really welcomed Satoru in like he was one of her own, growing to love the 21 year old and the way he impacted y/na life.

It was always so comfortable with the three of them, just like a little family. Every once in a while there was four of them at the dinner table.

But— we will come back to that later.

"Y/n just remember to do the dishes. I have to get going, You two don't stay up too late" y/ns mom said adjusting her name tag on her scrubs. She gave a quick kiss to y/ns head and waved a quick goodbye to Satoru. Leaving in a hurry to get to the hospital. Y/ns mom worked nights, so Satoru and y/n never really had to worry about anyone interrupting their alone time.

As soon as the front door closed Satoru grabbed y/n from behind lifting her up and carrying her to the couch, body slamming her down. "Toruuu!" Y/n yelled as her body bounced on the thick cushions.

"What’re we gonna do tonight, princess?" Satoru asked before leaning down to nip the skin just below y/ns jaw. He couldn't get enough of y/ns skin, she felt electrifying to him. Once he had a little taste he had to go back for seconds and thirds, never wanting his meal to end.

"We can watch a movie, or we can go swimming, or we can just relax" y/n giggled at Satorus soft lips and teeth on her skin.

"Orrrr, we can do all of the above. It is Friday night and no one will be back tonight, so it's just us Princess" He gave a sloppy kiss below y/ns ear.

"Let’s see it's onlyyy" Gojo paused to look at his watch. “6:42. We have all night, baby" Satoru mumbles, resuming his sloppy kissed down y/ns neck to her collarbone.

"can we start with swimming?" Y/n cupped Satorus face pulling him back up so she could look into his eyes. Those pretty, icy blue yes. That was the first thing y/n had noticed about him years ago. Shit, first thing anyone notice about Satoru Gojo, besides his striking looks.

"Of course we can, let's go get you changed" Satoru presses his lips to Y/ns letting them linger for just a moment. He could still taste the ice cream she had for dessert, lord she's so sweet for him.

"God you are so breathtaking, baby! Do a little spin for me" Satoru gasps, watching y/n stand the smallest pink bikini anyone had ever seen. "Absolutely gorgeous" he groans as he stands from his spot on y/ns pink flower covered bed. He places his hands on her hips keeping her still as she got a little dizzy from her twirl.

"And all mine" Satoru whispers, resting his forehead against y/ns.

He could look into those pretty doe eyes forever. She looked at him with so much love, she really did care for him. She's just so perfect for him, so fucking perfect for Satoru. She got his humor, she listened to the same music... well not at first, but Satoru worked real hard to get this pretty girl to listen to his music.

Satoru thought he won the lottery by securing y/n as his. He couldn’t fucking believe it! This girl was his dream come true.

Every time he closed his eyes he saw y/n, he heard her laugh, he felt her on his body, he could still smell that pretty perfume she wore.

Don't get him started on how innocent she is, she didn't even know about sex or drugs or anything. So so naive.. so fucking innocent. So perfect for him.

"M'all yours" y/n stood on her tiptoes to kiss those pretty lips Satoru has.

Toru couldn't help but oogle his girl as she walked around the house and back yard in that skimpy little bikini. The one that he told her she could only wear around him.

It barely covered any of her bottom and the top was basically just nipple covers. God, Satoru loved ever bit of it.

He watched her swim around in the pool for 45 minutes with his feet in the water. Splashing her every once in a while to hear that little squeal and giggle.

They talked for a while and played games. Seeing how long y/n could hold her breath for, she showed him how she could swim like a mermaid, as well as doing front flips from the edge. All to which Satoru praised her for. Making sure she knew how talented she is.

“F-for m-m-my pro-ject I have— have to—“

“You cold baby?” Satoru asked a question he already knew the answer to. The way y/ns teeth were chattering together as she spoke plus how she was clinging to his legs in the start was a dead giveaway.

“N-no” she protested with a shake to her head.

“Come on pretty girl. Let’s get you out, yeah?”

Y/n knew better than to protest more than once, nodding her head and making her way to the steps at the end of the pool.

Satoru stood tall before her, holding y/ns pink fluffy towel, immediately wrapping her up as soon as she got out of the pool.

"S'cold Toru" y/n shivered letting her boyfriend hug her tight.

"Let's get you warmed up then, huh?" He mumbles into her wet hair, giving her a quick squeeze.

Satoru liked to watch y/n swim around the pool this late at night, because she would come out shivering and curl up like a cat in his arms. He could always see her nipples hard through her top, so that was just a bonus.

The two changed into pajamas and laid comfy together on the upstairs couch, snuggling to keep warm.

Neither of them paying attention to the movie, just talking through the whole thing. Giving each other ‘kiss attacks’ every so often.

"You know, I think you could use some special kisses, been so good for me today" Toru says smoothly, waiting to hear y/n squeal in excitement. She loves her special kisses, ever since her boyfriend showed her how good his kisses could be, especially between her legs. Once he first showed her, she practically begs him for more now.

And who is he to tell his girl no?

"Buuut…” he turned to look at y/n whose smile instantly fell from her face, hating when he added stipulations to her pleasure.

"But what?" Y/n pouted not understanding why Satoru would dangle her favorite thing in front of her face, just to rip it away. (It’s because he likes to see that pout)

"No need to be sad, baby. Just want something from you first" he places his hand on y/ns cheek, letting her melt into his touch. Caressing her cheek with his thumb, loving the way she leans into him.

"You have to warm my cock up. Need ya to sit on it while we watch the rest of the movie, okay?" He pressed a kiss to y/ns lips, slotting his lips perfectly between hers.

"Can you do that for me Princess?"

Y/n nodded eagerly, already tugging at Satorus jeans.

"That's my good baby" satoru smirks, watching his now perfectly trained girl do exactly what he wants from her.

Such a good girl she is.

Easy to mold into what he needs.

"T-Toru more please" y/n whined out, hands pulling at his soft white locks.

"Shh baby, don't want mommy and daddy to hear you. You have to be quite okay?" Satorus looks up at y/ns tearful eyes, pretty blue eyes staring into hers with a look of warning.

Satoru loves to wake y/n up like this, and y/n was always grateful to have her Toru between her legs.

"No no m'sorry Toru” y/n whispered not wanting to get caught with him in her room like this.

"Be good for me pretty baby. Stay quiet, yeah?" He smirks before going back down to his second favorite girl. “She’s so pretty, baby” he mumbles against her sweet folds.

The two snuck out of y/ns home around 8 in the morning to head down to have breakfast with some of their friends.

"I'm so hungry!" Yuji groaned looking at the menu, his eyes scanning every single item, not sure of what to order.

"Me too!" The rest of the group said all together.

"I'm ready for my second breakfast" Gojo smiled thinking about how y/ns little cunt being his first meal of the day.

"Second? What did you have first?" Suguru looks at satoru briefly before looking back down at the menu.

"A cookie" Satoru grins smugly, peaking over the top of his round glasses at his friends.

"You had a cookie without me?" Y/n pouted clearly not catching Satorus drift.

"Shh Princess, I'll give you a snack later" he pat y/ns leg under the table before returning his attention to the large breakfast menu.

The couple was never too touchy in front of the group, as Satoru told y/n they shouldn't be. He didn't want everyone giving them weird looks about their pda.

“Don’t want them to be jealous of our love, right baby?”

The weekend went by quickly. Y/n kept herself busy at home without her boyfriend as he was busy with his friends, since they were more his friends than hers. She missed her Toru so very much as she was just home alone, watching movies.

She did go out with Nobara and Maki for a quick shopping trip Sunday afternoon. Y/n so grateful to have two girl friends who genuinely enjoy her presence.

Both of them getting slightly weirded out and annoyed that y/n brought up Satoru multiple times.

But, other than that y/n had a decent weekend. She wasn't ready to go back to school. She actually dreaded it, she just wanted to get her degree and move away with Satoru like he had always told her they would do.

"You ready Princess?" Satoru asked waiting downstairs for y/n, eating a bowl of sugary cereal. Mostly picking out the sweet marshmallows to only consume.

"Mhm" y/n smiled grabbing her lunch that she made the night before.

"You two be safe, and have a good day" y/ns mom said taking Satoru's bowl from him to wash.

"Thank you for breakfast" he said kindly, walking out of the home with y/n shortly behind him.

"Gimme a kiss before I have to go all day without kissing you" Satorus begs just before pulling up the school, stuck at a stop light. He leans over the middle console of his blacked out BMW, lips puckered, needing a kiss from his pretty pretty princess.

"You said no kisses this close to the school" y/n looked at Satoru confused, as he was going against his own rules.

"I know, but need to kiss you, haven't kissed you in a while” he says quickly before pressing a kiss to his girlfriend’s lips.

"love you, princess" toru smiled pulling himself away from y/n, who's eyes were still closed wanting more from him.

"Love you too, Toru" y/n sighed missing his touch already. Always hating that she would have to go long stretches a day without kissing him.

Helping y/n out of the van he watched y/ns skirt slide up her thighs, showing her pretty pink cotton panties.

"Thank you for listening to me" Satoru smiled pulling down her skirt, letting his calloused fingers linger for a moment on her soft skin. Appreciating that his girlfriends chose to wear panties that covered her whole bottom.

"Always listen to you, Tor" y/n smiles sweetly in the way she does without even trying.

He walked her to her group of friends before heading to his own, just across the way.

He couldn't help but glance over at y/n who was talking to a boy from her history class, feeling jealous of the attention he was getting from his girl.

He was ignoring his friends conversation, keeping his eyes still on y/ns pretty smile as she laughed at whatever that guy saying to her.

That guy cannot seriously be that funny.

"Gojo? Hello?" one of his friends said loudly trying to get his attention.

"Huh?" Satoru asked not moving his sharp eyes away from the horrible sight in front of him.

"Are you even listening?"

"Yeah yeah" he mumbled out clenching and unclenching his fists repeatedly.

"Dude, you're not" Suguru laughs, finding humor is the way his best friend is acting. The other 4 guys all followed his eye line to see what he was so infatuated with. Their eyes falling on y/n and that pink and white outfit she has on.

"Why are you just staring at y/n?" Megumi asks, not afraid to say what everyone else is thinking.

"Oh shit" suguru gasps loudly, connecting the dots in his brain. He was the only one Satoru ever told that he was crushing on y/n for a few years.

"You still got a crush on her?" He asks amusing Satorus shoulder playfully, who is still staring daggers into the side of y/ns head.

"What?" Satoru snaps, turning his attention back to his group. Voice completely giving away how shocked and embarrassed he is for that information to be said out loud. Especially in front of everyone, and not when the two best friends are alone.

"Y/n, you still got a crush on her or what?" Suguru rephrases his question, a plain look on his face, but in his eyes he understands the pain honest friend must be going through if that is true.

"Nah, moved on" Satoru shrugs his shoulders as if he doesn’t care. Trying to ignore y/ns loud beautiful laugh. Trying to keep his attention on his friends and not on the pretty girl who has his attention always. Lying straight through his teeth, ignoring the way his best friend looks at him knowingly.

"You used to like her? Damn that sucks man" Nanami mutters out, seeing Satorus demeanor change. Easily picking up on how frustrated Satoru is with the conversation.

Honestly know that the whole group knows that Satoru used to have a crush on y/n, they feel for him. Truly they do. God knows how hard it must be for him.

"gotta be hard since- ya know, you used to like her her.. now that she's your sister" suguru chimed in, feeling sad for his friend.

"Step sister” Satoru snapped, correcting his friends wrong verbiage. “but still those feelings are long gone" Gojo explained rocking on his feet, glaring at the group, making sure they believe his words. Making sure to emphasize the 'Step', as y/ns mom and his father wed just about 8 months ago.

"Just weird knowing you guys are so close, but you used to like her" Nanami admitted, since he's caught the two snuggling, and they have all heard him call y/n little pet names. He always thought it was a little weird but he figured it wasn't his place to say anything. So none of them never did.

Just judging them a little, silently.

"I still love her, just not like that anymore" Satoru hangs his head, eyes falling to his shoes. His head shakes softly, putting on a show that he’s remorseful for his past feelings.

"Since you don't have those uh-um feelings do you think s-she would... you know" Yuta stammers over his words, finally speaking up.

"Don't even think about it, Okkotsu" Satoru growls through gritted through his teeth, pissed off that he would even ask that.

"Okay okay, I'm sorry" he held up his hands defensively, scared of Satorus pointed glare, he knew he shouldn't have asked.. but y/n is just so pretty he couldn't resist.

It wasn’t hard for anyone to see how perfect she is— well, physically. Up in her noggin was a different story. Not always the brightest, that one. And everyone knew it.

Satoru Gojo wasn’t the only one to take advantage of it.

"I'm sorry, Toru"

"It's okay baby"

"You promise this is normal?" Y/n looked into his pretty eyes, hoping he would never lie to her.

"I do.. I promise, but baby— you can't ask me for kisses at school" Satoru sighs loudly, frustrated at y/ns actions just a few hours prior.

"Didn't know, Thought we could kiss.. you said it was normal."

"It's is baby.. it's just-" Satoru pauses, realizing his voice was a little to stern and harsh for what the situation was. He shouldn't be mad at her, how was she supposed to know that she couldn't kiss him in public? He didn’t really explain that to her.

And his little girl is too dumb to know otherwise.

"You can't tell anyone about us" he whispers, pushing y/ns hair out of her teary eyes.

"Why-why not? Wanna kiss you all the time" y/n pouts, pushing her bottom lip out.

"I know baby, I know.. it's just. We have to keep it a secret"

"But-but why?" Y/ns eyes filled with more tears, she wanted Toru to be hers always. Not just in private.

"Because they won't understand our love.. they will take you from me"

"Not making sense Tor.. you said this was okay. All siblings do this"

"It is, they do, Princess.. it's just other siblings might get jealous of how much we love each other and get mad" he coos, thumbs wiping y/ns tears off her cheeks.

"Don't let them take you from me, Toru. Need you"

"Shhh baby, not gonna let anyone take you from me. You just can't say anything, not even to your mom or my dad, m’kay?"

"Promise to keep it a secret"

"That means so kisses, no hugs, No flirting at all, nothing okay?"

"Okay Toru, I'll keep it a secret forever" y/n smiles sadly, knowing that was just protecting her. She didn't want to be taken from Satoru, she loves him too much to be separated.

"Good girl, now lay down. I needa give you those kisses you love for being so good f’me”

"Hey kids" Gojos father says watching both of them come through the front door laughing at something silly y/n said.

"Hey" both of them say happily, throwing their bags down by the door.

"We are about to head out for work, here's some money for takeout" Satoru gets passed some money, getting a flash of his fathers wedding ring.

"Hey! You found it" y/n smiled grabbing the large hand in hers.

"Yeah, was lost in my car. Last time I'm taking it off in the car for work, gon' leave it here from now on" her step father smiles at his new daughter.

"We were thinking of getting each other's initials tattooed on our rings fingers for when we have to take them off" y/ns mom pressed a kiss to her husbands cheek.

"That's a good idea" Satoru calls from the kitchen digging in the menu drawer, looking for what he knows y/n wants.

"You know, I'm glad you two get along. Was scared Satoru would terrorize you or something" gojos dad laughs, watching his wife pack her lunch for the night.

"Toru doesn't scare me, he's sweet to me" y/n jumped up on the counter letting her feet kick back and forth.

"Why wouldn't I be sweet to you, Princess?" He teases before grabbing the phone off the wall.

"See, he's so sweet to his sister" y/ns mom smiled at the two getting along so well.

"I'm just happy to see it, I'm glad we don't have to worry about you two getting into fights" the older man lets out a sigh of relief.

"Never" y/n looks over at her step brother as he orders her favorite food. "Toru is the best big brother ever" y/n continues, feeling tingly between her thighs, as she eyes his long, pretty fingers tap on the back of the phone. Something about those silver rings he wears just make her go crazy.

"Well.. never fight really. Only when he plays his music a little too loud at night"

"Well we don't have to worry about it, y'all are both on the top floor in the opposite side of the house" Mr. Gojo laughes, solidifying satorus theory that they could never hear him giving her pretty kisses over the music, as they were too far away to hear.

"Food will be here in 30" toru smiles at y/n as he hangs up the phone. “Also got some desserts” he licks his lips, excited for his second.. maybe third sweet of the day. Not including the lollipop he had at 11am.

"Well we have to go, y'all be good" y/ns stepdad says before both him and his wife leave for the night.

"Bye! Have a good night" y/n waves while they walk out the front door.

"Just you and me baby" Satoru whispers slotting himself y/ns legs.

"Kisses. Now" y/n demands with Her best serious and demanding face.

"Anything you want baby" he murmurs before pressing a sloppy kiss to y/ns lips.

"No no no" y/n pushed his shoulders back.

"The pretty kisses"

"You want your special kisses? On your Princess parts?" A smirk graces Satorus lips, knowing hes got her hooked on those kisses.

"Yes please tor”

Y/ns little moans and whimpers could be heard through out the house, echoing off the walls. Satorus tongue is magic, lapping up his spit and y/ns wet. Giving soft sucks and gentle licks to her cute little clit. Y/ns hands pulling at his hair, guiding him where she needs him. Satoru moans and growls into y/ns pink pussy, he can’t get enough of her sweet taste.

Just as y/n was reaching her first orgasm of the night, The sound of the front door opening and closing stopped both of them in their tracks.

"Shit shit shit" Satorus quickly pushes y/ns panties back up her legs and pulls down her skirt from its bunched up state on her upper thighs and tummy.

He quickly pulled y/n Into a hug holding her from her shaking orgasm. Pressing her head into his neck with his hand, letting her get out her last couple of her soft moans.

"What's going on?" Both of their parents walked into the kitchen, confused looks on their face. Wondering why their kids are hugging so tightly.

Satoru could feel his heart racing in his chest, thudding in his ear drums. Y/n wraps her legs around his waist, holding on for dear life, while Satoru try’s to wipe his face off as discreetly as possible with the back of his hand.

Tears immediately falling from y/ns eyes, stinging her eyes. Beyond terrified that Satorus was going to be taken from her, how they were just about to get caught while satoru was giving her, her kisses.

Small whines fall from y/ns throat, gripping tighter, pulling Satoru closer, needing him to not move from her grasp. Thinking the worst was about to happen, that she would be ripped from his arms.

"A- a boy." Satoru thought as quickly as he could for an explanation. “A boy hurt her feelings” he states as calmly as possible, holding y/ns head still. He thought quickly on his feet, knowing there couldn't be a real good reason why he was hugging y/n so closely other than her being upset.

"Oh honey" y/ns mom walked up to them, making y/n grip tighter around her step brother, burying her head deeper in his neck.

"No no, I got it." Satoru say quickly, his voice shaky but insistent, making her mom back up from them. He couldn't let her get off the counter just yet, her arousal still on the granite countertop and her panties not fully on.

"Oh okay, we just forgot our lunches" y/ns mom said making her way to the kitchen island, picking up the two lunch boxes.

"You'll be okay kid" the eldest Gojo says in a soft, caring voice, hearing y/n still sniffling in Satorus shoulder.

"She will be, She's got me to protect her"

"Wow, who would have thought Satoru Gojo would be such a good big brother" mr. Gojo jokes, just before the married couple leave the house for the second time.

"T-Toruu” y/n cries harder into his neck.

"Hey hey, it's okay Princess" he coos, petting her hair down her shoulders.

"Don't want you to be taken from me. Was so scared" y/n whimpered clinging to Satoru, refusing to unwrap herself from her boyfriend.

"No one is going to take you away from me baby. No one." Satoru promises. And he means it. No one is going to take his prized possession away from him. Absolutely no one.

"Let's just go lay down okay?" Satoru suggests, heart still pounding, voice still shaking. Not even waiting for y/n to agree, he pulls her from the counter, still holding onto him like a koala, taking her up to his bedroom. Both of them completely forgetting about the food on the way.

"I love you Toru" y/n whimpers out against Satorus now wet skin.

"I love you too, baby. So fucking much. I promise, as soon as we graduate, we are moving far from here. So no one will ever take you from me"

"We can be together?" Y/n perked up hearing him talk about their future.

"Yes baby. Together together, have our own family"

"Babies?" Y/n grins from ear to ear, pulling her head from his neck.

"Yeah, babies... how about we practice making babies? Would you like that?”

"I'm ready? Really? Not just sitting?" Y/n bounces up and down in her boyfriend’s arms, ecstatic that he thinks she’s ready for the next step.

"Yes baby, you're ready." He nods, pressing a kiss to y/ns lips. He finally believes she ready to have sex, not just cock warming anymore.

"Need you Toru! I'm tingling again" y/n whispered as he lay her down on her soft bed.

"Let me take care of you. But promise me you are my forever, pretty girl."

"M'your forever Toru"

"Such a good little girl" he whispers, smiling down at y/n. Her tears still staining her face, all red and puffy eyes.

"God baby, I love you"

"I love you too Toru. So so much"

Nothing else mattered in this moment. Only them. Nothing else at all.

Satoru would lay awake at night, staring at the ceiling with his girl on his arms, wracking his brain about what the fuck he was going to do.

How the fuck were they going to keep doing this?

He wanted to marry y/n. Give her kids. Make her a mommy. He needed them to have a life together.

Y/n was scared if they have babies and get married how were they going to explain that to their parents. She worried so deeply every single day about what was going to happen. Scared Satoru would be taken from her.

Always asking her boyfriend what was going to happen. Telling him her fears.

To which Satoru just told her not to worry about it, and that he would handle it.

In Satorus eyes they were just going to have to stop talking to their parents all together for his plan to work.

But.. he refused to tell y/n that. Only because he was terrified the love of his life would break up with him and leave him for good. So he didn’t want to do that just yet.

He thought maybe they would understand, maybe he could lie and say they had been dating for years before their parents got together? Maybe they would just accept it. They aren’t even blood related after all. Maybe they would understand.

Because for fucks sake. He knew y/n for years before their parents even met! He has the right to be happy! So if this is about the who has known who longer game, he will win by over 2 years!

Satoru knows he will figure something out. He has to figure something out. There is no way in hell Satoru is going to let his princess out of his grasp. Absolutely not.

Honestly, Satoru has never been happier. There’s no amount of drugs or alcohol that could do the same. Nothing could ever make him feel so good inside. Well.. maybe ecstasy. But why do drugs when y/n is basically ecstasy to him.

"I- fuck- love you " satoru lets out a breathy moan into y/ns ear, just as he feels his balls tighten. Pounding into y/n perfect pussy at an unforgiving rhythm. Ruthless, yet so deliberate with every motion.

"Love-love you Toru" y/n whines, loving the feeling of Satorus thick cock stretch her out.

"Gonna fill- fill you up with babies okay?"

"Make me a mommy"

"Gonna make you a pretty mommy." He growls, feeling his orgasm take over, painting y/n walls with his hot cum.

Maybe this time she will get pregnant. Maybe this time they will have an excuse together openly. He needs to make sure he keeps y/n.

No one will ever take her away from him.

Y/n will be Satoru Gojos till she dies.

I feel like this could have had more of a backstory.. i feel like this story has a lot more to go with it so maybe this is a part one of yall like it? Maybe I’ll do a prequel to this story?

I have so much trouble with dialogue, and I do so much better with blurbs and dabbles.

Idk y’all let me know what you want to see.

Kisses 💋

Taglist: @vellichor01 @loveyislost @gradmacoco @koreluvsspring @namjooningera @mvrte-blog1 @emlient

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yorit1 · 3 days ago

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Glinda could not believe she was working with the goddess Elphaba. She had a massive crush on Elphaba and wanted to get closer to her, but it was hard to approach her and tell her she liked her.

Glinda knew that Elphaba was bisexual, as she had a bi-flag in her office's cup holder. She needed a way to open up to her.

Glinda was so lost in thought that she ignored where she was walking. She ran into someone and spit her coffee all over them.

“I’m so sorry. That was my bad. I hope you forgive m…” Glinda started saying but was cut off when she noticed it was Elphaba.

“Wow, if you wanted me that badly, you could have just asked me out,” Elphaba said.

“What. I. What do you mean?” Glinda asked.

“I was just saying there are easier ways to get my attention,” Elphaba said.

“I’m sorry. Let me pay for your dry cleaning. That suit looks expensive,” Glinda babbled.

“Glinda, will you go out with me?” Elphaba asked.

“Reall, do you want to go out with me even though I spilt my coffee all over you?” Glinda asked.

“I think you’re cute in your pink suits and dresses. I noticed you and thought I would talk to you, but then you spilt your coffee all over me,” Elphaba said.

“Elphie. I mean Elphaba I would love to go out with you,” Glinda said.

“Elphie I like that. Also coffee shop my treat. We have an hour break now and I would love to get to know you. Let me just get changed.” Elphaba said.

Glinda could not believe that Elphaba had noticed her and thought that she was cute. That Elphaba loved her pink suits and dresses. Glinda loved the color pink like Elphaba loved the color black. Today was turning out to be a better day than Glinda had hoped.

“Ready to go?” Elphaba asked having changed her clothes.

“Yea that sounds great,” Glinda said excitedly.

Glinda and Elphaba walk to the cafe that is across the street from their office. Glinda loved the coffee there. It was perfect. She especially loved the cinamon swirl latte.

Glinda and Elphaba sat down at a table waiting for a waitress to come and serve them.

“What would you like?” Elphaba asked Glinda.

“I would love a cinnamon swirl latte and the pancakes,” Glinda said.

“Oh that sounds sweet just like you,” Elphaba said.

The waitress came over to take their order.

“Cinnamon latte and pancakes foe her, and waffles and chai latte for me,” Elphaba said.

The waitress left to place their order in the kitchen.

“So Glinda what do you like to do in your free time when you aren’t at work? Work is pretty hard like fuck the capitalist system,” Elphaba said.

“I love fashion, and giving people makeovers, my goal in life is for everyone to be liked,” Glinda said.

“That’s very noble of you. I think there is good in a lot of people but some people don’t want to be saved,” Elphaba said. “But fashion is cool. I mostly wear black it compliments my skin.”

“Elphie I think you are beautiful no matter what you wear. You are the most beautiful woman i have ever seen. I want us to be girlfriends and go on as many dates as we can. Seeing each other at work and after work,” Glinda said.

“That sounds good. I’d love to be a girlfriends. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and I’d love to see you at work and after,” Elphaba said.

The waitress brought them their food, and Glinda and Elphaba dug into it.

“Want a taste of my pancakes?” Glinda asked.

“Yeah,” Elphaba said.

Glinda took the fork and placed it in front of Elphaba’s mouth. Elphaba opened her mouth and ate the pancake. Her tongue licked her lips. Glinda wanted those lips and that tongue against her mouth, kissing her.

Elphaba held a piece of her waffle out to Glinda, who opened her mouth and ate it.

“That’s delicious,” Glinda said.

Elphaba leaned over and kissed Glinda. The kiss tasted sweet, like the sweets they were currently eating. Glinda could not believe that Elphaba was kissing her. The kiss was magical and everything that Glinda wanted between her and Elphaba.

Elphaba leaned back and licked her lips.

“You taste delicious,” Elphaba said.

Glinda giggled happily. She could not believe that she was on a date with her dream woman, that Elphaba kissed her like that, and that Elphaba said it tasted good. Dreams do sometimes come true.

Soon, it was time to head back to the office.

“I’ll pay,” Elphaba said.

“I can pay too. I did spill my coffee on you,” Glinda said.

“I invited you, so I” 'll pay you can pay next time,” Elphaba said.

“There will be a next time?” Glinda asked.

“Definitely,” Elphaba said.

Glinda could not believe she would have another date with Elphaba they had a future, and Glinda could not be happier.

The next day, Glinda saw Elphaba in the office and walked up to Elphaba.

“Want to go out again today? Maybe a nice restaurant, my treat,” Glinda asked.

“That would be lovely. If we continue like this, as girlfriends, we must tell HR we are dating,” Elphaba said.

“You want to date me?” Glinda asked.

“Of course. You are the best woman I have ever met. You have a good heart and want the best for everyone. I would be honored to be your girlfriend,” Elphaba said.

“I would be happy to be your girlfriend, that is all my dreams come true,” Glinda said.

Glinda could not believe that she had a girlfriend, Elphaba. She would take Elphaba to a fancy restaurant to show her how much she appreciated her. Elphaba was the best thing that happened to Glinda. Spilling her coffee all over Elphaba was not such a bad thing. After all, it did give her the chance to be friends with Elphaba.

Glinda called a nice restaurant and made a lunch reservation for herself and Elphaba. She was looking forward to today. She could not believe she was dating her coworker, who was the perfect woman for her.

Work was not as bad after all. It brought her Elphaba, after all.

#wicked #wicked fanfiction #wicked fic #gelphie #gelphie fanfic #gelphie fic #wlw post #wlw yearning #wlw blog #wlw love #wlw #galinda upland #glinda upland #elphaba thropp #femslashfeb2025

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postsforposting · 2 days ago

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getting the picture

When Wade first meets Vanessa, he asks, "What's a nice place like you doing in a girl like this?" It's a transposed cliche, but it's also a reference to a surrealist short film by the same name.

It's unclear if the titular "nice girl" is Algernon himself or if it refers to his wife; I think it's both. This feeds into the character gender fuckery in the Deadpool movies that becomes more explicit later. Vanessa is not a "nice girl"; she's a euphemistically bad girl, a gender neutral "nice place"--a nice commercial break--in Wade's worse world.

The film is about a man who is pushed into buying a picture he doesn't want, only to become so obsessed with it he can't function. It's of a man in a boat, his friends tell him it's not much to look at. He's alienated from everyone around him.

The way the film is set up, we hear Algernon (the main character, a writer, he repeatedly insists) assert things BEFORE we see the other characters do them, as if he's clairvoyant. He gets married to a painter in an attempt to stave off his obsession, but "all good things come to an end"--like Wade and Vanessa's relationship. Algernon gets newly obsessed with a painting by his wife of the ocean. The film ends with him inside the painting, after he follows the directions of his psychoanalyst to "stare it down" because "it's all inside his mind and he has to fight it". He doesn't win.

Wade, however, starts off as fiction in one of our stories. He's already inside the frame. After becoming Deadpool, he breaks the fourth wall and reaches out to us from inside the frames of the film. He transposes the cliche to show us that he's our painting we obsess over, that he's the one trapped in a surreal--beyond real, aka fictional--world trying to get out. I suspect that, if there is a next Deadpool movie after DPW, that he'll do exactly that: reach through the fourth wall to become his own writer. He's already become his world's big bang originator, after leveling up the stakes in each movie from saving his own life to rewriting his timeline. He next needs to take down Loki god of stories, who stands in for us as the author-god-painter outside the frame.

Algernon went from having an unwanted photo of a man in a boat--a guy keeping his head above water--pushed on him to being so obsessed with it that he joins not the man in the river, but the ocean itself as the endpoint and source of water. At the end, he appears to be drowning even though he sounds cheerful about it. Much like Wade using humor to cover pain, no? Life is fraught with peril, so you might as well give in to the absurd.

Wade wants to go the other way: he's already in the ocean of surreality and he wants out. He tried to avoid becoming our main character, our obsession he can't escape from, by derailing his story with Vanessa as Algernon was initially saved by his wife. When he failed to derail his story, Wade left her--left her out of it--to save her from the same fate.

All good things come to an end, because all good stories require drama, but it isn't a very nice thing to inflict on someone you love. In dp2, Vanessa gets cut out of the story by death; Wade turns around and rewrites the past, but cut her out of his future (broke up with her) in order to save her. He actually cuts himself out of his own future too, in giving up the suit. I think he cuts Cable out too in order to save Cable--both Cable's family and Cable himself from being part of Wade's story. Cable couldn't save his own family and so is not immune to drowning in the narrative. In the comics, Wade stays away from people because he believes he ruins everything; movie Wade pushes people away so they're not fridged by the crossfire of his narrative. Wade's going to give himself one nice AU where nothing goes wrong, even if it kills him. On the inside or the outside.

Worstie Logan's impossible to kill. He can't be sucked into the narrative waters. He's both safe from the narrative and has the ability to save people--to change the picture for the better. Wade wanted that power but couldn't get it until Logan saves him back, which nobody else could have survived.

Wade pulled Logan from his narrative, saving him; Logan jumped into the matter streams FOR Wade. Whether they survived or not, they'd have escaped *our* moving picture narrative that we pushed them into.

#deadpool and wolverine #meta #deadpool #poolverine #deadclaws #fourth wall

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deesseshesca · 1 day ago

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PAC: What vibes does your future relationship give off ?

PILE 1

3 cups, 2 wands, 6 wands (reverse), 4 swords

This is the POV of the girl who liked him for a while and your partner never led her on. She fell and never came back to herself while he was waiting for you. Now she’s archiving her thoughts in her work email …

She gathered all this info because his exes used to find a safe place in her.

From : The girl that was never meant to fall for him

To : The love of his life

And I knew the moment you walked in your red, lace bodycon dress that’s was game over. I mean we can always roll it back, all the way back to the beginning of the story. The fact that I never really care for you not in a cocky or defensive way but for the very reason that you are friend of a friend. So in result a simple acquaintance which never allows me to find the time to really look at you like I did these past weeks. Yes, I know it was that easy for you to have him but it was not what I wanted and all of sudden I am envious of a girl that was non-existent a couple months ago. When my friend asked me if she could tag along to help move him, I was all in. Suddenly she opened the door and you were standing beside her as uncomfortable as everyone else. I mean we all knew each other while you only knew my homegirl. I remember looking at everyone holding the same expression on their faces except his. A flash of intrigue sparkled in his eye. How did I know ? Are u fucking asking me how ? For real ? Like I aint spend the last 5 years of my life looking at everything about the damm man that can’t seem to take his hands off you. I KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM BUT SWEAR I AM NOT OBSESSED. He loves when you play with his hair while he rests on your breast. That why he's more of a boob guy, not for some fuck up reason but because my man love to cuddle. He loves holding eye contact with the one he loves while playing with their hand is like the ultimate form of intimacy for him. Standing still and letting the love float between him and the love of his life. He loves having his hand on the girl he loves with possession. Showing her off, a hand on the waist, a hand on her tight for protection, his hands are always close by to remind the one he loves how much he cares for her. I heard from the grapevine that he loves laying and hand on his lovers stomach when their done fucking which always fucking creep out all his ex. Because none of them were ready for the commitment he seemed to be asking for it. Yeah because that's what he does often, get with girls that are for the streets claiming he doesn't want anything serious while planning a wedding, kids and an old age couple in his mind. He has a bad savior complex with broken girls and they all let themself believe it just like I did I guess… C’mon girl … I mean don't get me wrong you are a catch but so is he. I know you have too much pride to admit it but he's growing on just like all of us. He makes buzz cuts look good and we all know 80% of men that make that bold move overestimate their beauty. Now that he has no hair we can focus on his defined jawline and proportionate face, let's not forget about his full lips. Let me add his pearly white and STRAIGHT teeth because my man suffered through the brace stage so he can charm you today with his dimple smile properly.

SHE HAS MORE TO SAY

#tarot #tarotcommunity #tarot reading #divination #tarot cards #18+ tarot #pac #pick a card #pick a picture #pick a pile #intuitive guidance #intuitive messages #intuition #divine timing #divine guidance #future spouse tarot #future spouse #future lover

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kimmi-never-dies · 9 hours ago

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Yandere!Hyun-Ju x fem!reader head canons

(A/N): I know the poll is still up and is likely gonna change when I'm in the process of finishing this up but I had time now and this prompt was in the lead so I just decided this is what I'm writing.

TW: yandere, obsessive behavior, mentions of but never graphic violence, mentions of stalking and implied kidnapping, drugging.

Her behavior:

Again, she’s definitely a hopeless romantic, Hyun-Ju seems like the type to crave intimacy, affection, and all the other cheesy romance things, but never knows how to ask for it.

And adding that, along with the fact that society practically turned its back on her the second she wanted to openly be the woman she was on the inside, kinda turned her into an obsessive, clingy person.

She doesn’t mean to be this way, she’s just scared of being abandoned again.

Hyun-Ju never thought she’d end up becoming so infatuated with someone, but when you entered her life, everything changed.

You were so different from everyone else, you accepted her, you were so understanding and gentle…

She needed you more than life itself…you were a lifeline for her.

I kinda see Hyun-Ju being two sub-types of yandere, delusional and dependent.

She’d definitely disguise most of her delusions as jokes, for example:

“What do you mean you’re going on a date? But you’re my wife! You can’t be unfaithful!”

But her dependency is very clear, but dependency can be easily explained by abandonment issues, so you’d never guess it was really because she was practically addicted to you.

But she really can’t help it! After the games…after all the people she’d lost…she needed to keep you safe, she needed you to stay.

Dealing with rivals:

Definitely a jealous type, literally wants to scream, cry, and physically rip you away from anyone who’s not her.

Hyun-Ju doesn’t wanna share your attention, you should only focus on her!

HYUN-JU WAS A SARGENT IN THE SPECIAL FORCES

She is SCARY.

If she did happen to somehow gain a romantic rival she’d first stalk them online until she’s figured out everything about them.

She’s gotten a lot of people cut off from your life by digging up old tweets…

But if that doesn’t work, she isn’t above getting her hands dirty…

I don’t think Hyun-Ju could actually bring herself to just straight up murder someone, I know she went crazy on those guards but ACTUAL murder I don’t think so.

But she’s definitely not afraid to follow someone home and beat the ever-loving shit out of them as a warning.

Confessing to her darling:

There’s two ways this could go, and it really depends on you: Tonight was *finally* the night, Hyun-Ju was gonna tell (Y/n) how she felt about her! Everything was prepped and ready, she decorated her apartment with fairy lights, lit a couple of (Y/n)’s favorite scented candles, and made dinner. Hyun-Ju was now just getting dressed and awaiting her sweet-girls arrival.

She was dressed up in a beautiful forest-green dress with a gold necklace with an (your first initial) shaped pendent, which she got a while ago, playing it off as “there were no H’s and it made me think of you.” Her makeup was also simple, her signature brown winged liner, some mascara, and a bit of red tinted-gloss

The silence of Hyun-Ju’s apartment was suddenly interrupted by a knocking at the door.

‘She’s here!’ Hyun-Ju thought to herself excitedly as she rushed to open the door.

She could’ve fallen to her knee and proposed right then and there…

(Y/n) was stunning…her dress/suit hugging her body in all the right ways, and her hair was done perfectly, just like always…

-a few hours later-

After a while of eating dinner and watching some stupid comedy movie, Hyun-Ju finally worked up her courage and turned to face (Y/n). Her hands were shaking as she paused the tv, looking into her (e/c) eyes with nothing but love and a small twinge go something…darker…

“Sweet girl…I know we’ve been good friends for such a long time but…over these past few years I’ve wanted something more, I love you, and I wanna be your wife one day…so with that being said, please…will you be my girlfriend…?”

You sat shocked for a few minutes before responding to her, you couldn’t help but notice the desperate yet hopeful look on her face.

“Oh Hyun-Ju…”

Yes

"I'd love to..."

did she hear that right?

yes??

she would grin from ear to ear, pull you close as gently as she could, and kiss you.

this first kiss and every kiss after that would be full of love, passion, and happiness, masking the obsessive and violent feelings that got here to this moment, here with you...

And she was never letting you go...

"I'm sorry...I don't feel the same...but I'd love to still be your friend."

friend?

FRIEND??

all of this, following you everywhere, taking all those pictures of you, fighting off rivals left and right, only for you to wanna be FRIENDS!?

Hyun-Ju was NOT accepting this, but luckily she already had a backup plan.

struggling didn't help much when she lunged at you, pinning you to the ground effortlessly as she pulled something out of her dress pocket.

and once you felt that prick in your neck, and the sedative hit, you didn't struggle at all.

don't be scared sweet girl, she won't hurt you.

she'll make sure no one can hurt you...or even find you again...

#squid game #cho hyunju #hyun ju x reader #yandere x reader #yandere

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witchygagirlwrites · 3 days ago

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Broken Bonds-Part 34

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz x Reader, Jay Halstead x coparenting Reader, Jay Halstead x Hailey Upton

With a date picked and help from your teams everything for your wedding starts to fall in line

Fluff 🤷‍♀️

The date you and Mouse picked was April sixteenth. It was still early enough that the weather wouldn’t be too hot but still late enough that no one would be bundled up. It had taken a few nights, laughing over a calendar to figure out just when you wanted your wedding anniversary to be. Addy was already telling everyone at daycare that she was gonna throw flowers at Mommy and Mou’s wedding.

The venue was proving to be a bit of a harder find than picking a date however. Everywhere you liked didn’t have the date available or it had the date available and you didn’t like it or it just didn’t have the room to host a wedding.

“This place only holds weddings if the bride can prove she’s a virgin going in by having a letter from her priest” you read off the site and Mouse looked horrified “Is there a way we can shut them down? Surely there’s something illegal going on there. Call sergeant Benson. Hell I’ll call around too” you laughed at his tone “Baby I don’t think we can” he shook his head “Even if it’s not illegal they’re still assholes” you shrugged “Hell we don’t even have a priest, We got Kev”

Kevin had surprised you a few weeks before by catching you one morning and asking if he could talk to you. You’d been stressing about finding someone to perform the ceremony because neither you or Mouse was really religious but you didn’t want just some random person that you barely knew either. “Lil mama, I got an idea” the moment Kevin said that you pushed back from your desk and cut your eyes up at him “That could be really good or really bad. What ya got Kev?” he grinned and walked around to sit on the edge of your desk and held out a piece of paper to you. You raised an eyebrow but took it. When you read it you realized it was a certification stating that Kevin was now ordained in the state of Chicago. You felt tears spring to your eyes “Kev, this costed..” “Doesn’t matter. You’re my best friend. You and Mouse have gone through hell to get to this point. Let me do the ceremony” you jumped up and wrapped both arms around him “I couldn’t possibly think of a better choice”

“Good point” Mouse laughed, moving to slip behind you on the bed so he could pull you back against his chest, pulling the laptop out of your hand. “We’re both off tomorrow baby. We’ll get back on it then but for tonight you need to relax” you cut your eyes back at him “And I’m in your arms to relax?” he grinned “Of course” he leaned over to put your laptop on the table next to the bed so you turned to curl up against his chest. “I love you Greg, it’s just…we’ve been looking at this for so long”

He looked down at you “Baby, we’ve only been engaged for six months” you cut your eyes up at him “Not what I meant” a smile slipped onto his face “Oh” “Yeah, oh. I’ve thought about marrying you since I realized I was in love with you. Now I just want everything in place. I fucking refuse to be a bridezilla because to be honest we could do a courthouse deal and I’d be happy”

He shook his head “After everything we’ve been through love? We deserve a full wedding” you smiled “I know, I’m just saying. As long as I get to marry you, I’m happy” he smiled and leaned down to catch your lips in a gentle kiss “We’ll find a place baby. You’ve got to go dress shopping” you grinned “I know. Addy won’t let me forget that” he laughed “Little miss is excited to find her dress” god knows she was. She kept asking you when you were going dress shopping. You had a day planned that you, Kim, Hailey and Stella all had off.

“Well if we’re gonna get back on it tomorrow, can you just hold me please?” you asked and he smiled “I’d love nothing more” and turned so he could lay down with you wrapped up against his chest. He pressed a kiss to the side of your neck “Get some sleep sweetheart. We’ll figure it out tomorrow”

“Mommy, look!” The Christmas decorations were going up around town and Addy was in love with all the lights. You smiled “I see baby! They’re really pretty, aren’t they” she grinned and reached for Mouse “Mou! Look” he grinned at you as he took her from your arms “Want to go get a closer look?” she nodded so you watched the two of them as he walked her closer to the bundle of trees in the center of the shopping complex that she’d been eyeing.

They were decorated with kids in mind. The bright colors and cartoon characters adorning them were adorable. You took out your phone and snapped a couple photos while neither of them were paying attention to you. The amount of photos you had of just different people in your life with Addy was astronomical. Everyone loved her so much.

Mouse’s phone started ringing so he shifted Addy to his other side to answer it and glanced over at you before a smile slipped onto his face. You were curious as to what that phone call was about until he hung up and walked over talking to Addy “Wanna go meet Kat-kat?” she nodded. That was what she’d donned Gwen’s wife when she first met her and Katie adored the nickname.

“And why are we meeting Kat kat?” you asked and he grinned “She may have found a place that had April sixteenth open and she may be nearly positive that you’ll love it” you shrugged “In that case, lead the way Mou” Addy’s head swung around towards you with the most serious look on her little face “You don’t call him Mou” you laughed “I’m sorry baby. What should I call him?” She grinned “Greg or love”

Mouse tried and failed to bite back the grin that was stretching across his face. You pressed a kiss to Addy’s forehead “I am so sorry babygirl. Come on Greg, love. Let’s go meet Kat kat” she nodded with a smile and he winked at you over her head.

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You followed Katie through the venue and were honestly in awe “This has got to be out of our price range” you whispered and she turned to face you with a smile “Well my father owns it so I would say it’s not considering it’s all yours for the sixteenth if you want it. Consider it mine and Gwen’s wedding present”

It was perfect. There was a large window in the room that would hold the ceremony that had a view of the water, rooms for the bridal parties to get ready and two more large rooms to hold the reception in so one room could be reserved for food and the other for a dancing area. “Katie, are you sure?” she nodded “I’m sure”

Addy wiggled out of your arms and spun around in the middle of the floor and Mouse laughed “Baby, I think that’s a yes” you looked at Addy “What ya think? Should mommy and Mou get married here?” she nodded so you looked back at Katie “Ok, we’ll take it. Thank you so much”

Mouse slipped his arms around your waist and pressed a kiss to your cheek “Well sweetheart that makes the date, the officiant and the venue. Looks like it’s up to you now to find your dress” Addy came running up to you and damn near crawled up you at the mention of a dress “Yeah mommy” you shook your head “Of course you’re agreeing with Mou”

Katie laughed lightly “You three are adorable” you cut your eyes up at her “Should see when me and Hailey are having to duck snowballs from her, him and Jay” she shook her head “I can only imagine” Mouse shrugged “In our defense her and Hailey have a long standing record of starting it”

You heard Hailey call your name so you cut your eyes up from your computer “Yeah babe?” she tapped her desk “We’re going dress shopping saturday, right?” you nodded “That’s the plan since me, you and Kim are off along with Stella. Let’s just hope the bad guys let us have it” she grinned “They better. We have got to find you a dress and Addy a flower girl dress”

You groaned “Believe me I know. I can’t find a style I like. They’ll all either too short and showy or look like I’m going to a freaking ball hoping the prince will notice me” She grinned “Don’t worry, we’ll find you the perfect dress” you nodded “I hope”

Hank stepped to the door of his office and hit the wall to get everyone’s attention “Warrant came down. Gear up, we roll out in five” you cut your eyes at Hailey and grinned “Well that is something I can handle” she shook her head.

You fell in line with everyone else as you all headed down to roll up to get into your gear. This warrant had been close to a week in the making. This guy was rolling in drugs across both borders, why the hell it had taken this long to nail his ass was because he kept paying low hanging fruits to take each and every charge for him.

When you slipped your vest over your head Kevin adjusted the straps then turned for you to adjust his. You nodded to him “All set and don’t forget you have a tux fitting in a month” he nodded “I know lil mama. I got the reminder set in my phone” you grinned “Gotta have the officiant looking good in the photos” and winked at him before taking your long gun from Jay who shook his head “Wedding planning while getting ready to go on a raid and you’re a mom. Multitasking pro aren’t ya there babe?” you laughed “I try honey, I try”

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You ducked down next to Kevin as you both waited for Hank’s go ahead. He cut his eyes at you and you nodded as Hank’s voice came across the coms “Take it”

The house ended up having half a million in cash and probably double that in drugs. A total of six other arrests were made on top of the head guy the unit was after. All in all it was a success considering no one ended up in Med, not even any of the offenders.

You stood next to Kim watching as the offenders were loaded into patrol cars. She nudged your shoulder with hers “So, I heard you found a venue” you laughed at the insanity of your life considering you’d just gotten into a fistfight with a six foot two drug dealer and won now you were talking about wedding stuff like you were standing in line at a coffee shop.

“It found us. Katie’s dad owns it. She gave us a tour and offered it as her and Gwen’s wedding present” she smiled “That’s awesome. Well that means a date, an officiant and a venue. As soon as we get you a dress all you have to do is wait for the day” you nodded “And hope nothing goes wrong” she cut her eyes at you “What do you mean?” you sighed “Just, I’m happy, don’t get me wrong. You know how much I love that man. It's just like I’m waiting on the other foot to drop” she raised an eyebrow “Getting kidnapped and tortured wasn’t the other foot?” you shrugged and she shook her head “You and him have gone through plenty. You deserve a win”

Two wedding dress shops down and you’d yet to find a dress that you even halfway liked. None of them suited you. You didn’t want a ballgown because you wanted to be able to actually move in it but at the same time you wanted a dress that didn’t let your guests see everything that you would prefer leaving to just Mouse’s eyes.

“I feel like I’m dragging you all around town for nothing” you groaned, carrying Addy on your hip considering her stroller didn’t really fit too well in most of the dress shops. Between all four of you she just bounced around if she got too tired to walk. You’d asked Kim if she wanted to bring Makayla but apparently it was daddy/daughter day with her and Adam.

“It is not for nothing!” Stella scolded you with a grin before adding “We’re well I’d say your best friends but I’m your sister, Hailey is the wife and Kim is your favorite partner so there’s that” you laughed “I get the point Stel” she waved her hand “The point is if anyone is meant for each other it’s you and Mouse. We’re gonna find the dress that makes your eyes sparkle because as far as Mouse is concerned you could freaking wear that old CFD hoodie Kelly got you while you were pregnant with Addy and he’d be happy”

You shook your head with a laugh because she wasn’t wrong. Every time you bought up concerns about not being able to find the right dress or not looking quite right Mouse would shake his head and say “You’re gonna look absolutely beautiful no matter what you’re wearing”

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You managed to find Addy the perfect dress within about twenty minutes of being in the store. It was a long gown that had a white lace bodice with long sleeves and the skirt was made out of a flowing blush colored tulle fabric. When she tried it on she looked like a literal little princess. You went a size up to make up for the fact that the wedding wasn’t until April but beyond that it was the perfect choice for her. You, Hailey and Stella all three snapped photos to send to Mouse, Jay and Kelly.

The replies came in tandem She looks beautiful baby, Look at Daddy’s girl, She looks like a little princess

Kim laughed “Those three are wrapped around her little finger” you nodded “Oh two have been since birth and the other one has been damn near since he met her” Hailey shrugged “Hell Addy has Voight wrapped. It’s just her power” Addy smiled at the mention of Hank “Show Papa” you laughed “Baby Papa doesn’t really text like Mou, daddy and uncle Kelly”

“Oh otay” she replied before Stella took her in the dressing room to help her change into her regular clothes again.

You cut your eyes at Hailey and Kim “Ok ladies we can handle the streets of Chicago. We can find a damn dress. Spread out” they both mock saluted you “Yes ma’am”

Your phone went off with a text so you opened it to see it was another one from Mouse but this one had a photo of a rather elegant looking wedding cake. It was five layers, decorated with roses that were in the colors you picked and delicate golden crescent moons. Baby that is gorgeous but the cake can’t just be for me! You texted him and really wasn’t surprised when he texted back Sweetheart, I know your eyes lit up when you saw it. I already ordered it you shook your head and texted You’re ridiculous, I love you so damn much and he texted back I love you too

You slipped your phone back into your pocket and continued down the middle rack, fingers trailing over the gown until you paused on one. Delicate lace covered the bodice, it’s floral patterns trailing up to a soft illusion neckline and three quarter sleeves. The fabric was light, damn near weightless as you lifted the skirt, layers of soft tulle flowing like a gentle breeze. A hint of blush peeked through the ivory giving it a warm glow.

“Hails, Kim” you called out and they both appeared over your shoulder “Try it on, please” Hailey spoke first and you cut your eyes back at her with a grin as you lifted the dress. Stella was back out of the dressing room with Addy and grinned when she saw you with a dress “Did she find one?” She asked Kim who nodded. “Try it on mommy!” Addy giggled.

You stepped into the dressing room and closed the door behind you before quickly stripping your clothes off before slipping into the gown. You turned in front of the mirror and felt your heart flip. The lace hugged your body just right, the skirt swayed beautifully and gave you the range of motion you craved. You looked beautiful, you looked like a bride.

You stepped out of the dressing room and Hailey, Stella and Kim all stopped in their tracks before smiles slipped onto their faces “That’s the one” Stella spoke softly and you nodded “This is the one” “You look so pretty” Addy laughed and you grinned “Thank you baby!” then cut your eyes up at Stella who was tearing up “My little honeybee is getting married!” she moved to pull you into her arms and the other two women laughed, joining the hug as Addy slid into the middle of it.

The saleslady came over with a broad smile “I’m guessing by the group hug, we’ve found the dress?” you looked over Stella’s shoulder and nodded “Yes ma’am”

All that was left now was for April to roll around so you could finally marry the love of your life.

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i-have-anxiety-and-i-write · 3 days ago

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1. My headcanon is that my Rook joined the Inquisition as a stupid teenager who lied on their resume (like they were even checking) and did a lot of groundwork. Nothing super important, just work. He and his group found a tear in the Veil near a village and were sitting on it trying to keep people away when a mage fancied they could stabilize it and against everyone’s wishes, tried. The backlash and veil ripping caught Rook square in the face and he hasn’t had good, working eyes since.

2. Rook was always a sickly kid, but once between the cold and dust of the Grand Necropolis he came down with a chest infection that sent his mother into a panic. Luckily she took him to others who could help but the effects lingered for some years after and he’s more prone to respiratory problems.

3. A fellow Mourn Watcher that Rook had a crush on but who only saw Rook as some casual fun and a funny story given Rook is a trans foundling raised by a skeleton. “You could barely notice if you did it from behind.” Needless to say getting sent away was a 50/50 split between relief and missing his mother.

4. For Rook? That’s a tough one. His biggest fear is losing his sight as a most realistic fear but there’s also being alone though he’s pretty self sabotaging there.

5. Definitely the injury to his eyes. It was suddenly a lot more real and a lot less fantasy when the Veil slaps you in the face. He left the Inquisition after that. He went home to the Grand Necropolis and for a while hoped he would never see the sky again. His mother helped nudge him more into the Mourn Watch but it was a rough few years.

6. Yep, see their first love. Mostly he didn’t want to see the red flags or listen to his friend remind him that this guy was bad news. He was just happy someone seemed to be accepting him, until he knew otherwise.

7. Physically Rook can take as much pain as they’re able to compartmentalize. If he can keep it away from his thoughts, he should be okay, until someone mentions it. Then it’s all right there. Granted certain injuries that remind him of his eyes or lungs are harder to ignore. Mentally, he isn’t great though. Again, ignore it, but it cycles more often than not. He’s frightened and anxious, but tries to keep that behind his name. Da’Elgar is frightened, not Rook.

8. A demon of hopelessness

9. Being a rabbit running from a veil tear, trying to dodge everything like a frightened cat with no grace, running on empty but if you slip or slow it will catch you, so run rabbit, run.

10. Oh their Mum. Everytime they visit the Necropolis he has flowers and ties them into her ribcage.

11. Again, sight. He hasn’t done much work towards accepting it and really, he works really hard on everything else to avoid thinking about it.

12. Just about everything. They were dropped in the Necropolis as an infant. They love their mother but I doubt other kids were kind about it. Their first love was an ass. Their work in the Mourn Watch got them sent away. Then stopping Solas’ ritual released two gods. …This isn’t going well.

13. On themselves, eye injury. On others? Anything life threatening.

14. I would say he could choose but if it came down to it, his Mum would choose for him. So, it would be Emmrich which would work out in the end. And he would keep her remains regardless.

15. Losing everyone. The Fade Prison could do it. Cut off with only his own thoughts would drag him under. Make him stop running and let himself be overtaken.

16. Not sure but any demon that could promise to protect his loved ones better than he could.

17. Always.

18. Honestly, prove them right. Prove to them that they’re insignificant, remind them their mother is in the Necropolis sweeping and waiting for a man-child that might not return, tell them everything they did will amount to dust and that’s all the resistance they can muster. Prove them right.

19. Emmrich, Bellara, their Mum, Manfred, Taash, Lucanis… Anyone, it’s the same. Make sure it can’t happen again. Make sure that person, enemy, or group can’t get to them again. There may be a stint where Rook doesn’t even want that person out on the ground anymore, but he can’t reasonably lock them up so he hovers, goes with them, does what he can to keep them safe so he can’t fail again.

20. No. He’d have been ready to stop running. Stop running, let it all catch up because in a way that’s a relief. You failed, it’s time to rest now. But Varric, or his memory of Varric, was there. Then his whole found family team was there. And he didn’t have to keep running but that time it was because others could run for or with him.

21. I don’t think he’d have any, but if he did, probably, “About time.”

Put your Rook Through The Horrors™

Feel free to answer some of these for pre-game as well! :)

What is the worst they've ever been injured?

What is the worst they've ever been sick?

What is the worst heartbreak they've ever experienced?

What would fearlings look like to them?

What event brought them to their lowest, mentally? How did they act during this time?

Have they ever been in any unhealthy relationships? This doesn't necessarily have to be romantic.

How high is their physical pain tolerance? Do they ever show if they're in pain? What about their mental pain tolerance? How easy would it be to break them down?

What kind of demon would emerge from them had they been subject to Zara's experiments?

What would a nightmare tailored to their worst fears look like?

Who do they miss the most?

Which one of their senses would they fear losing the most?

What do they doubt most about themselves? Why? Where did this come from?

What kind of injury scares them the most?

Think of the two people they are closest to. They can only save one. Who are they choosing?

What is the one thing that would make them lose all hope?

What kind of demon would be most successful in tempting them? What offer would it have given them?

Have they ever felt insignificant? To the world? To their faction? To their loved ones?

Which one of their insecurities would be the easiest to take advantage of?

One of their loved ones just got grievously injured by their enemies. Who was it? How do they react?

Deep down, did they truly believe they'd be able to get out when they were trapped in the Fade?

What would their last words be?

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annabolinas · 9 months ago

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May 18, 1536 - Anne's Last Confession and "A Little Neck"

"This morning, she [Anne] sent for me that I might be with her at such time as she received the good Lord [i.e. the Eucharist], to the intent I should hear her speak as touching her innocence … In the writing of this, she sent for me. And at my coming, she said, 'Master Kingston, I hear say I shall not die before noon, and I am very sorry therefore, for I thought then to be dead and past my pain.' I told her it should be no pain, it was so subtle. And then she said, 'I heard say the executioner was very good, and I have a little neck', and put her hand about it, laughing heartily. I have seen many men and also women executed, and … they have been in great sorrow. And to my knowledge, this lady hath much joy and pleasure in death." - William Kingston, Constable of the Tower, to Thomas Cromwell, May 18, 1536

"She confessed and took the Sacrament yesterday. No one ever showed more courage or greater readiness to meet death than she did, having ... begged and solicited those under whose keeping she was to hasten the execution. When orders came from the King to have it delayed until today, she seemed sorry and begged and entreated the governor of the Tower ... for God's sake, to go to the King, and beg of him that, since she was well disposed and prepared for death, she should be dispatched immediately. The lady in whose keeping she has been sends me word, in great secrecy, that before and after her receiving the Holy Sacrament, she affirmed, on peril of her soul's damnation, that she had not misconducted herself so far as her husband the King was concerned." - Eustace Chapuys, May 19, 1536

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deus-ex-mona · 5 months ago

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when the slowburn makes the ship extra cute~~~

#kimikawaii this week for sure!!!!!! (has been saying that since july)#ik the nghy payoff will be ✨sweet✨ but it’s kinda funny how hw are slowburning nagisa’s role in the series as a whole #mans has a grand total of 3 songs to date and only 1 has a cv ver #place your bets what do you think will come first? nghy duet or ariken duet #t h o u g h. ariken is also kind of a slowburn but we all knew they’d get together since ijiwaru release (shoutout to the og miku ver)#some say that ariken is still not canon in the novels to this very day #can’t believe we got arisa’s future career aspirations reveal before ariken canon in the novels smh #but i digress!!!!!!!!!!!! nagisa needs more action and attention!!!!!!#he did have kind of a ‘the bus came back’ moment with the izumo collab but we never saw his face again after that #(full cast merch doesnt count bc p. much everyone’s included in them except for the school nurse and kako)#so. all im saying is: slowburn nghy by all means. just dont slowburn nagisa’s character arc aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #now that mona mania has cooled off (to a degree) and chizusweep has mellowed out (somewhat) it’s shiranami’s time to shine!!!!!!!!#y. yeah. ik it’s harder to market him bc he’s a literal average (albeit handsome) joe but that’s part of his charm!!!!!#i mean!!!!! he can cook!!!!! he stans ft4!!!!! he’s devoted to the girl he loves!!!!!! he’s a dreamboat!!!! what more could you ask for?#but. i do have to say that nghy developments have been kinda awkwardly handled as a whole… esp with heroine ikusei #i think nagisa should’ve been introduced in heroiku or something… since he was planned from the start of hiyori’s development…#maybe they were trying to pull a ‘2nd love wins’ kinda parallel with kthn? but the ascana retcon made everything awkward huh…#i think it could’ve worked out in the mv-verse. like if they’d placed heroika+sukiuso after the fight+make up in herotaru #so the timeline would go smoothly from heroiku -> herotaru -> heroika #with hiyo realising that she’d be better off focusing on work and track after the asuka debacle + chizu fight #like a ‘forget romance!!! i gotta work hard and run hard!!! omg wait nagisa wdym you love me???’ kinda thing #but the [redacted] anime p much cut + pasted the asuka arc with the nagisa visit and. hm.#is this just an excuse to blame the clumsy handling of the nghy arc on the [redacted] anime? m… maybe…?#but it all still could’ve kinda worked out if they’d shifted the timelines around a little. y’know. since sukiuso mv has nagisa visit in oct #idk i think having hiyo learn how to doll herself up from lxl for her first crush (asuka)#and then using what she learned to yassify herself to meet up with nagisa would’ve been neater?#like a ‘hey look nagisa :) i applied what i learned from my pals :)’ kinda thing #or maybe chizu and juri could’ve helped her with the nagisa dressup scene post-herotaru fight… but i digress!!!!!!#hmmmmmmmmmm… well. this has gone way off topic… anyways nghy canon and cute that’s all byeeee #the dude from gamushara

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samstarium · 3 days ago

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OK. yes i will try to explain to the best of my ability. i love mindbound vrissy and i hope (not that kind) u will consider the possibility after this ramble.

i talked abt omega kids classpects a little bit in this post, including vrissy, but i realized i didn't rlly articulate the "why" for her, so let's try to do that now. i'll try to source stuff when i can. this'll be kinda long, so i'll put it under the cut.

we do know that vrissy HAS a (dub)canon classpect, so that's a start in looking at how she's been coded, at least. its highly likely she's going to follow in the classpect footsteps of her predecessor like the trolls have in the past, but i think taking (haha, cuz thief) vriska's class instead of the aspect would b a good subversion. i always think of how hsbc, especially candy, feels a bit off-- the pieces are there, but everything is just a little weird. and a great way to show that is in how ancestral titles work for the new generation.

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when vriska suggests she use her thief of light powers, ik vrissy says she doesn't have "anything like that," but i think that's a bit of a red herring. vriska mentions the two of them having luck, and specifies her own classpect, but vrissy's reaction doesn't necessarily read as non-thief to me. i also think she might be over-exaggerating how different they are to avoid the comparisons.

hsbc page 463

to me it always feels like aspects are the primary identifier for homestuck characters; even when they haven't reached their full class potential or even godtiered yet, they are liable to view the world through their aspect. class is something that characters are less comfortable with expressing, and often they try to downplay their own class or even attempt to imitate someone else's for one reason or another. i don't agree w/ everything from od, but i think his roleplay theory is relevant here. classes are weird.

as stated, i think it's pretty obvious she's not a light player, but the way roach specifies she doesn't have thief of light powers, and that her powers are just a "little different" (countering vrissy's "anything like that" retort) leads to believe that the thief role is here to stay.

anyways, enough about thieves for now.

the mind aspect is weird. i mean, most of the aspects r weird one way or the other but mind seems to be fairly hard for even veteran classpectors to pin down (the ez didnt help, "remaining rational" is not the phrase id use for mind but whatever). a lot of ppl think mind is abt facades, but in one of my favorite classpecting docs tamago describes it as filters, deliberate ways of shifting one's appearance to other ppl for one reason or another.

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^ this image isn't a citation for anything i just think it's a cute intro

everyone can act different around different ppl, but for the mindbound its something they r consciously thinking abt quite a lot... that is to say, mind players are often fairly concerned with how they come off, moreso than most other aspects. as the classic heartbound embraces themself with their whole chest, the mind player is deeply concerned w/ adapting their mannerisms to what's needed.

she has some of her ancestral namesake's insecurity, for sure, but also some of the tact and awareness that the original vriska seems to lack. when they first meet and vriska begins to waffle on about reality and nonsense like that, vrissy knows exactly what to say to snap her out of it. she picks up the vibe and adjusts.

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she can also see through vriska's bullshit just as quick. i love this line man. vrissy is rlly good at figurin out when someone isnt being honest w/ her, or w/ themself.

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after vriska checks in with terezi, vrissy also understands, w/o exchanging any words, that her ancestor needs distance. she's very perceptive, honestly.

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the rest of their interaction has some mind-y elements as well. vrissy immediately accepts the nickname placed upon her (names and renaming are very mind-related, given the emphasis on the outer presentation of one's self)

for all of her teenaged hangups, she is hyperaware of the larger situation on earth c and the fact that... actions have consequences, basically. tavros is under the whims of the elder vriska, harry still thinks the clown escapade is a joke, vrissy knows the reality of what might happen to them

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and she's very concerned with the Plan (her own capitalization). all about the plan with those mindfolk. she brings up consequences a few more times as they fumble the clown and hide, giving her much more of a level head than even the fretfulness of her kismesis tavvy.

you are right that running into an active warzone is not the behavior of someone very concerned w/ consequences, but i think that has mroe to do w/ her still needing to grow and develop than it does a dismissal of the mind aspect. even terezi had her irrational moments, n balancing out the opposing aspect is often just as important to a homestuck character's development as mastering their own (grimdark rose and void is a good example). so i definitely get where you're coming from but i think enough characters act "out of aspect" to justify it.

also i think vrissy becoming a sort of mind foil for vriska like terezi was as opposed to another light player would b cool. balancing out her rashness with some caution bc skaia knows she needs it.

there's probably also some tidbits during the vent escape shenanigans, but i've run out of steam to cover that w/ a play-by-play so uhh. yeah that's it

so well plenty of this is absolutely up for debate and her arc hasn't even gotten started rlly i hope at least some of this makes sense as to why i think vrissy could b a thief of mind. ok byeeeeeeee

Can anyone give me a good explanation as to why so many people think Vrissy is a mind player? Because to me it really seems like a completely random far-off guess than an actual simplification of her role and character.... After seeing so much of her dialogue I'm pretty sure consequences are the furthest thing from her mind especially when considering the fact that the last thing we saw her do was mindlessly run into an active warzone because her boyfriend and sister were one-upping her by doing some cool shit.

Like am I seriously supposed to think that the girl who trusted Harry Anderson to assist her in a plan involving bringing a celebrity's CORPSE into a SCHOOL would be the aspect commonly associated with choice, foresight and tact????? It almost feels as though the fandom is playing some elaborate prank on me and me only

#also stuff abt her more literally having mind control powers than vriskas which had a lot of limitations #and that one panel w/ the bg colors but then that wouldve made harry heart and tavvy breath so i dunno #anyways. sorry i took mutliple days to respond im insane #hsbc #classpect #long post

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