#especially in that era... like wow she's the best

[soggyriceee]

Hallo, just wanted to send this request! I recently saw some of your König fics! (I absolutely ADORE them.)

And just wanted to know if you had the motivation to make another where it starts off as he's with his friend at a festival/carnival, and he meets Y/n and their best friend when they try to win a prize and they can't, so König and his friend decide to help the poor girls by getting them a prize and in return getting their numbers. <3

(P.S. You can end it in smut like if König gets to know her at the fair and eventually takes her home, or just end it in fluff! <3 I'd eat it up either way.)

—🌸

festival | konig | 18+

| summary; request , public sex, one night stand, oral(konig!recieving), protected sex(wrap it up guys we can’t have anymore scorpios in the world), konig has this weird thing about fucking you with his boxers on |

“okay let go to that one, they have big stuffed animals as prizes.” you exclaimed, pointing to the water gun tent. you were already dragging your friend to it before she could say much.

“oh come on we’ve lost literally all the other ones. how do you have so much hope left.” she whined, dragging her feet behind you. but you ignored her negative attitude, pushing forward. "if we lose this one, we can go back to our tent. seriously." you said, gripping her hand as you approached the line.

it was very short, only two other people in front of you. they were tall, pretty loud too. obviously drunk but it was a music festival so it was only fair. two days you guys will be out in the desert, listening to different musical acts, drunk all 48 hours, and meeting new people! it was you and your friends favorite part of spring/summer era.

"next!" the man called, pushing the two tall men up the line. you watched as they aced the game easily, hitting the center of the wooden dummies perfectly. "they're really good.. maybe we should ask them to win the bears for us!" you told your friend, already making your way to the two tall men.

"excuse me." you called out, tugging on the end of one of the guys shirts. they'd both turn, looking down at you. wow they were hot. facial scars littered their faces, hands too. they wore all black, despite the heat wave attacking you all. "you guys are really good, do you think you could win that bear for me and my friend over there?" you asked, pointing to the big pink and white bear hanging from the top of the tent.

they both exchanged a look, before one of them spoke. a thick, German accent, almost impossible to understand, came from the guy. "what's the catch?" he asked, almost as if he believed he was being set up. you laughed, quickly realizing however that he was serious. "t-there's no catch.. we just really want the bear." you chuckled awkwardly, rubbing your hand up and down your arm.

their vibe was very off. but you couldn’t put your hand on it. they weren’t mean necessarily they just seemed like they’d been caught up in some sort of prank or something. “alright.” he nodded.

you and your friend stepped back, watching as they again hit the targets perfectly. it was hot honestly, especially watching their arms flex through their tank tops. when they had finished, the taller one handing you the bear. “thank youu!” you smiled, turning to your friend and paying no mind to them now.

you were so focused on convincing her to do just one more game, you hadn’t noticed the two men still standing behind you. “excuse me?” one of them spoke, tapping your shoulder.

you turned, smiling up at him. “we would like to help you get more prizes if youd like.. m-my names Konig this is Simon.” he said, reaching his hand out to you.

“wanna come back to my tent?” the drunk man would whisper down to you, looking up through his lashes to see his friend already making a move on yours from another booth.

you’d giggle into his chest, the faint smell of his cologne and cigarettes covering him. he took your cute reaction as a yes, dragging you away from the crown and towards the camp setups. it was a thrill, fucking next to so many people. but it was a music festival, what did people expect?

“after you.” he smiled, pulling his tent door open. inside rested one inflatable bed, a portable shower in one corner and a make shift kitchen in the other. a small trash bin and a few decorations to make the tent more homely littered the sides. “it’s cute in here.” you said, turning to the tall man.

maybe it was the fact there was more light, but you found him really handsome, despite the scars that littered his face. he smiled down at you, walking towards you slowly. "you're cute" he said, as if he too was finally getting a good look at your face.

he stood still in front of you, leaning down to slowly press his lips against yours. his hands found your waist, pulling you into him as your arms wrapped around his neck. his tongue slid effortlessly into your mouth, almost embarrassingly easy. “wanna lay down?” he asked, breaking the kiss and ushering you to the inflated bed.

you laid down on your back, Konig resting hills ed between your legs. “sure you wanna do this?” he asked, almost as if he was trying to warm you or something. but you didn’t read to much into his tone, nodding your head eagerly. “yes of course.”

his hands pulled your pants off your legs, tossing them to some corner of the tent. his shirt followed, more scars of his exposed. you tried not to stare, knowing it’s better to not ask questions like that, especially for some festival boo.

his lips met yours again, his large hands pushing your legs into a butterfly position. his thumb found your covered clit, pressing against it gently. it threw you offguard, most of your hookups taking a bit to even find it. “you like that?” he asked in your ear, not missing the small gasp that left your lips.

you gave him a nod, body tending under him just a bit. his thumb moved slow against your clit, pressing kissed behind your ear, down to your collar bone. “relax baby.. not g’nna hurt you too much..” he winked.

you didn’t have time to really question what he could’ve met by that, before your panties were being flung across the tent. he grunted at your shiny wet cunt, your clit so swollen and so exposed. it was embarrassing a bit, but only because he wouldn’t look away!

you went to close your legs, maybe thinking it was a bad idea. but his hands quickly pressed down on your knees, forcing you back into that butterfly position. “what? cant imagine how good this is gonna feel?… you’re so fucking wet how can i look away?”

your cheeks grew bright red, hands covering your face as the compliment hit your ears. “d-don’t say things like that.” you said into your palms, the smile in your voice so clear.

he pulled your hands away from your face, meeting your eyes with a smile as well. “it’s true.. mind if i have a taste?” he asked, already moving to lay flat on his stomach.

you hadn’t noticed it at first, but he was huge. like. huge. half his body rested off the bed as he laid between your legs, arms wrapping around your thighs as he pulled you in closer. soft kisses were pressed to your inner thighs, maybe a soft bite following after.

you walked into this tent with pretty low expectations, most of your hookups being complete let downs. youve had a few good encounters though of course, it wasn’t like you only chose bad sex partners. but konig began to do things that your other partners never really did.

he pressed soft kisses from your hole, up to your clit, before spreading you lips and sucking your clit into his mouth gently. your mouth feel open, a shaky breath leaving your lips. your eyes fell closed, feeling his tongue move in small circles against your pulsing nerve.

usually oral with other partners doesn’t last long. they get too excited or you end it early, not feeling much pleasure from it. but konig knew what he was doing. he wasn’t too rough at all, continuing the same pattern and the same pace that you gave the most reaction too.

“d-damn youre.. so good at this.” you whined, hands finding his hair, tugging it gently. he’s grunt into your pussy, trying to nuzzle his head deeper into you. his nose would press right against your clit as his tongue slid in and out slowly.

“never had your pussy ate like this before hm?” he asked, looking back at the mess he’s made on your pussy. his drool mixed with your own juices made your lips so shiny. his lips were just as wet, the tip of his nose coated in your juice.

you’d give him a meek “no”, resting on your elbows to look down at him. you pushed your hips up to his lips, whining as he just watched you. “please keep going.” you’d whine, his head avoiding your aching pussy.

“you cute… never had a girl beg for me to eat her pussy.” he smirked, taking one of his hands to rub his thumb through your wet folds. he could feel your clit pulsing when his thumb got to it, pressing just a bit more pressure against it. your head fell back, accepting the small amount of stimulation he gave you. “wanna hear you beg more.”

he pushed himself off the floor, resting on his knees. his hands worked to pull his pants down, his boxers staying on. his cock would already be hanging out of the flimsy hole in the front of the boxers, tip red. your eyes wandered around the tent again, looking back to see him already slipping the condom on.

shuffling over, he’d plop his fat cock on your pussy, slapping it a few times as your juices connected to his tip. “so wet.. bet i’m gonna slide right in.” hed whisper, already drooling for a feel.

while he was excited you were nervous. again, youve chosen okay sex partners, never caring much about length. but you always took a mental note of the lengths that were gonna be inside you. Konig was the biggest hands down.

his cock was not only long, but thick. his tip was fat, leaking pre cum as a long thick vein ran on the side of it. of course it curved just a bit to the left, hanging low despite him being rock hard. it was heavy, that’s for sure.

“j-just .. go slow.” you said, watching as he aligned himself with you. he smiled down at you, locing the nervous look on your face. “think i’m that big huh.. think i’m g’nna hurt you?” he asked, already pushing himself in slow.

you’d his at the stretch of your pussy around him, hands quickly pressing against his chest as a sign to stop. and he did, stopping just as his tip made its way fully inside you. your hands remained flat on his chest, eyes squeezed shut as you let the pain simmer down.

but konig didn’t wanna wait long. before you knew it, he was pushing back into you. “j-jeez konig wait a sec.. s-still hurts.” you whined, your eyes shooting open.

he was looking down, watching how his cock disappeared into your pussy slowly. pulling his hips back slightly, he’d push them back in, looking up to meet your eyes. “s’okay.. see it’s starting to f-feel good.” hed assure you, trying his best to ignore how your pussy was clenching down on him.

he was so close to coming just from that one actually thrust he gave you, and the look on your face wasn’t helping. your pussy was warming up to his length and girth, whimpers of pain turning into ones of pleasure. your hands remained on his chest, as your head relax into the pillow below you.

his eyes would trail back down to where you both met, his boxers slowly getting wet with your juices. he loved it. having some random chicks pussy juice on his boxers. he never knew why, but fucking through his boxers made him cum so fast.

“look… look how good this pussy is taking me.. she’s doing s’good..” hed grunt, gripping your chin to pull your head down. your eyes opened to meet the sight, the sounds of your pussy only adding to how filthy the whole sight was.

his thumb hooked around your bottom row of teeth, forcing you to watch and listen to his good you were taking him. “s’big huh? s’ a big dick..” hed pant, already knowing your answer. when you gave him a rapid nod of the head, he’d tsk, letting your jaw go only to cup your chin, forcing you to look at him. you’d notice how blown his pupils were, how wet and red his lips were. “use your words baby..”

“y-yes it’s.. it’s so good” you babbled, feeling how his tip abused right at your poor cervix. your legs were hooked arouns his hips, hands now gripping the thin sheet beneath you. it was such a painfully good feeling, your mind was completely blank.

konig watched you from above, your tits bouncing in the right shirt he let you keep on. your nipples were erect through the thin layer, making the big man let out a small whimper, his teeth digging into his bottom lip. “shit m’close..”

the sounds of music and other festival goers were muffled from inside the tent, the noises coming from you both surely covered. your head pressed firmly into the pillow below you as your body put all its focus and attention to the giy splitting you in half. you felt so full of the stranger, you were beginning to consider getting his number after.

his tip continued its abuse on your poor cervix, his cock getting painted in your creamy juices. his eyes were fixated on his cock pushing it’s way into those tight wet walls, mouth hung ajar as spit dribbled from him. “w..wanna cum.. so close~” you whined, hands scrambling to his his chest again.

what you liked about this man, was that instead of changing that pace he kept it the same, only pushing your leg up to your chest to allow him to fuck deeper into you. “lemme see it baby.. lemme see you cream all over this cock..” he groaned, taking his other hand to cup your warm cheek.

his words and movements allowed you to come undone for him, legs pulling his waist in closer to you, deeper. the cute little whines you let escape from you only made his cock twitch inside you, coming as his head plopped into your chest, biting your clothes nipple throufh the shirt.

your chests rose and fell in synch, silence filling the room as you both relaxed. you felt him soften inside you, the condom still holding on. his hands found your waist, snaking up them as to hold you.

he’d pull out of you with a small whimper, resting his softened, condom covered cock on your cunt. his teeth let your nipple go, his lips leaving a small kiss on them before resting his chin on your chest. “how was it?”

you smiled softly, letting out a breathy chuckle. “it was great.. really great.” he smiled proudly, before pushing himself up and off you, peeling the condom off and tossing it in a random plastic bag. you began to rise, stretching a bit as your eyes made contact with your clothes.

“you should stay.. it’s already pretty late..” he said, tucking his still softening cock into his boxers, pants kicked off from when he tossed the condom. you weren’t opposed at all, legs sore anyways to look for your setup.

he’d lay beside you, pulling you into his chest as if you both had done this before. it was weird, his presence and character didn’t feel like he was a stranger, but maybe that was simply because he was just deep inside you.

aghh i’m so sorry this took forever, finals are coming up and my job is like.. scheduling me??? and i’m TIREDDD

[aquarines]

it's shocking that lestat was the reasonable one during claudia's turning by saying "you do not know this girl" and desperately trying to convince louis not to turn her because it's quite literally so true like louis that's a random 14 year old girl you found in a burning building and you now want as your daughter

[fuckyeahisawthat]

Dune: Prophecy episode 1 thoughts, tried to keep it vague to avoid major spoilers:

Wow there is a lot of exposition. Like a LOT of exposition, especially in the first 10-15 minutes when we're not invested in any of the characters yet. I hope this is a first episode problem.

Ah they went the coward's route and used "Great Machine War" instead of "Butlerian Jihad."

There's an interesting "history is written by the victors" thread there right from the beginning that I hope they pull on some more.

I love how they did the Voice, which appears early in the episode, because both the actor's performance and the sound design of it are slightly different from the films. It really feels/sounds like the character using it is straining to access a new and unfamiliar power, in contrast to the effortless, overwhelming assertion of control it comes across as in the films.

Salusa Secundus looks so green and lush in comparison to how it looks at the time of the films.

I realize this is probably an unfair complaint for something made on a TV budget (even an HBO TV budget), but imo the production design doesn't quite measure up to the films. I think the best work is on the props. The key to the genetic index room, the little slides that Valya and Tula are looking at with students' info on them, the Emperor's projection table--those all look great and have that feeling of "future filtered through the past" that I think is key to the Dune aesthetic. Many of the location exteriors are gorgeous, too. Some of the interior sets are quite striking and others are underwhelming. The costumes are...mid imo; there are some beautiful elements and others that look too identifiably modern. Including Princess Ynez's red gown unfortunately which looks like a department store prom dress. I realize it's a high bar--the films were really really good at making everything look both futuristic and ancient, layered and textured--but you do notice the difference.

So! Many! Women! Pretty racially diverse casting too. But also omg so many characters and I already forget half their names. I'm gonna need Dune: Facebook for the next episode.

Emily Watson and Olivia Williams are already very compelling, even if you don't quite know their characters' full agendas yet. Heckin ready for some Machiavellian women scheming.

Love some of the more fucked up shit that just slides by and the information it gives you about the world. Adult (? idk maybe she's supposed to be in her late teens) woman getting engaged to a 9-year-old. Practicing Truthsaying on prisoners, some of whom have fresh bruises on their faces.

Arrakis is...the same. This one is honestly fucking me up. I know time scales in Dune are absurd and really kind of incomprehensible in comparison to real Earth history but can you imagine your home being passed around various imperialist powers for resource extraction for ten thousand years?? FOUR HUNDRED GENERATIONS. 80 years of Harkonnen rule seems like nothing. We're talking about whole eras of colonial control and resistance here. Like damn. No wonder so many Fremen have come to believe that only a messiah can save them. Imagine being someone like Chani and feeling the legacy of not decades or even centuries but millennia of struggle on your shoulders. It is gonna take me a while to fully absorb this one. Holy fuck.

Travis Fimmel's character has an...ability that we haven't seen in the Dune universe before and I'm super curious to see where they're gonna go with that.

Overall it feels like this episode was mostly setup but there's a lot of potential? Like there are a lot of potential threads that could develop into something cool and twisty and interesting. I'm not sure where any of it is going yet but I'm ready to find out.

[aquaholicsanonymousworld]

Romcom

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Singer!Reader

Summary: a cute backstage moment between Jack and his girlfriend, captured by his videographer and best friend, Urban Wyatt.

The backstage area was buzzing with movement—crew members setting up for the next interview, publicists checking schedules, and the distant hum of the crowd outside. Jack and [Y/N] had just wrapped up another press appearance for their collab, and she was leaning against the wall, scrolling through her phone while Jack hovered nearby.

Wyatt, always lurking with his camera, had it rolling as Jack sidled up beside her.

"You tired, baby?" Jack murmured, his voice just above the noise around them.

She looked up from her phone, a lazy smile tugging at her lips. "I’m good. You?"

Jack exaggerated a dramatic sigh, leaning against her. "Exhausted. My girl been outshining me all day."

She laughed, nudging him lightly. "You’ll survive."

Jack grinned and reached for her hand, lacing their fingers together. "Yeah, but only ‘cause I got you."

Wyatt snorted from behind the camera. "Y’all are disgustingly cute. I’m putting this in the vlog."

Jack turned, eyes narrowing playfully. "Wyatt, my guy, do you ever take a day off?"

Wyatt smirked. "Nope. Especially when you’re being a simp. This is quality content."

[Y/N] laughed, squeezing Jack’s hand. "It’s okay, let him document your soft era."

Jack groaned, but he was still smiling. "You just love to see me down bad, huh?"

She tilted her head. "A little."

Jack leaned in closer, dropping his voice. "Bet. Wait ‘til we get home."

Wyatt groaned. "Aight, cut the cameras. I’m not tryna film a rom-com."

Jack just laughed, pulling her into his side as they walked off, hand in hand, while Wyatt muttered something about them being his full-time job.

Wyatt knew what he was doing when he posted the clip.

It didn’t take long for the internet to eat it up. The moment was everywhere—Twitter, TikTok, Instagram—fans gushing over how sweet Jack was, how effortlessly affectionate they were, and, of course, how Wyatt was always there to capture it.

“Jack Harlow in his simp era is my favorite Jack Harlow.”

“The way he just casually calls her ‘baby’ like it’s second nature?? I’m sick.”

“Someone check on Wyatt, this man is TIRED of filming their rom-com.”

The best part? Wyatt doubled down, posting a follow-up clip of himself editing the footage, shaking his head dramatically. “My life’s work is now documenting my best friend being whipped. Pray for me.”

Jack, naturally, reposted it with, “You love your job. Don’t lie.”

But the moment really came full circle when it got brought up in an interview the next day.

Interviewer: grinning "Jack, we have to talk about the video."

Jack: knowing exactly what’s coming "Oh, here we go."

Interviewer: "Wyatt caught a super sweet moment between you two backstage, and the internet kind of lost it."

Y/N: smirking "Kind of?"

Interviewer: "Okay, fine. Full meltdown. People are obsessed with how soft you are for her."

Jack: leaning back with a smirk "Listen, I been saying this—I’m a lover, not a fighter."

Interviewer: laughing "You’re really embracing this ‘down bad’ reputation, huh?"

Jack: "Man, at this point, I gotta own it. Y’all see the footage. I’m not even mad."

Interviewer: turning to his girlfriend "And you? Do you love watching Jack get roasted for being in his ‘simp era’?"

Y/N: grinning "Absolutely. It’s my favorite pastime."

Jack: mock betrayal "Wow. So this is what we’re doing? On a public platform?"

Y/N: laughing "You did it to yourself!"

Interviewer: "To be fair, Wyatt is definitely leading the charge on this."

Jack: shaking his head "Man, Wyatt has way too much power. He could end my whole career if he wanted to."

Y/N: teasing "Not if I do it first."

Jack: grinning "See? This is what I deal with."

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lunch or launch ? | rúben dias

summary; just you and your boyfriend soft launching your relationship until your bf hard launch one day out of boredom

pairing; rúben dias x influencer!reader

warnings; swearing ? english is still not my first language ahaha

an; didn't see a lot of content for one of my fav player like i never knew he was (i would say idk ?) underrated so here is a smau with loml rúben dias

fc; natasha aris

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[ugly-bullet]

Ok, I like to joke and play, but this post is going to be deadly serious. I am very new to this community, fandom, whatever you call it. I'm much older than most of you, twice as old as quite a few, but that doesn't mean I have any unhealthy intentions or interest in teenagers. I'm not a pedo or anything like that. So maybe I need to explain why I am here to make that clear. It's because of my personal experiences in the past.

I was born in 1981 in the fucking Soviet Union. I remember a lot from the communist era, even though I was a child. The whole personality cult of Lenin and other leaders, the widespread hypocrisy and double standards. My family was poor. I was violently bullied at school, especially after the collapse of the USSR in the 90s. I was a delinquent and a tomboy. I was lonely. I had a best friend, the only person I trusted, but she died in an accident. Being bullied I fought back. A lot. The police were called sometimes. But there were always more of the bullies and they were stronger. I was beaten, spat on, humiliated. At that time, I fantasized about killing a bunch of people in the school, including the teachers and the principal. This was before Columbine and far away from the US, I had no role models, I just hated it so much. I wanted to get a gun and do something like Eric and Dylan did later, except the bombs, but I failed. It was much harder to get guns then and there, than, say, in the US now. Somehow I made it to graduation and moved on with my life. I don't know how I survived to my fucking advanced age but here I am. That is why I'm interested in this subject. It's about me in a way.

I had both homicidal and suicidal thoughts. I wanted to kill as many people as I could and then off myself. When Columbine happened and I found out about it, I almost pissed myself laughing. Because it was like looking in the mirror. It was like, "Wow, guys, seriously, you made my day!" At the time, I supported what they did as much as I could. Not now, not now, but.

Now I am in a kind of difficult place in my life. I'm a dysfunctional person in many ways. So maybe I am here to play with my old demons. Without any intention of acting out of course. I'm too old for that shit and my school problems from all those years ago aren't relevant anymore. I'm not into hurting people, dear officer whose job it is to police this corner of the internet. I'm not interested in encouraging kids to do something stupid. It's just about the consequences of the past that are still with me. That's it.

[rekino2114]

I hope this isn't too much, but wouldn22, 23, 28 and 31 for Hu Jing be possible?

Prompt 22,28 and 31 for hu jing

Pairing:hu jing x gn reader

A/n:tbh I might be re-entering my hu jing era. Writing this made me fall in love with her even more all over again, and I wanna write more for her so feel free to request more

Also since the max prompts for request is 3 I just eliminated the one I had the least ideas for, hope you don't mind

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Prompts list

Prompt 22:waking up together after your first time

"Darling, wake up"

Your girlfriend's soft voice caused you to slowly wake up from your sleep and open your eyes

"There we go, good morning my love"

"Good morning hu"

Hu smiled brightly and sat on the bed starting to stroke your hair

"Did you have a nice sleep?"

"With you cuddling me all night? Definitely"

"I'm glad, oh by the way, I'm sorry that I left you for a while, I had to do a couple of things"

"That's fine, to be honest I was so zoned out I didn't even notice, what did you do anyway?"

"Just made some tea for us"

She placed the tray she was holding on the nightstand near the bed and held out a cup of tea to you. You fully stood up, stretched, and took the cup from her hands

"Thank you"

"It's nothing"

You two drank the tea in comfortable silence before resuming your conversation

"By the way I took the liberty to change the sheets, the previous ones were.....dirty from last night"

"O-oh yeah, thanks"

You both blushed embarrassed to remember what had happened

"Did you......enjoy it?"

"......if I have to be completely honest, it was probably the best night of my life"

"R-really?"

"Yeah, you were just so amazing and made me feel so good, it was like heaven and the fact that I did it with the woman I love just made it feel even better"

Hu smiled brightly at your words as all of her embarrassment disappeared completely

"I'm so glad to hear that, darling, it felt amazing for me too"

"Really? I was worried you didn't like it"

"Why would you ever think that? Didn't I spend all of last night telling you how much of a great job you were doing?"

"Y-yeah but I didn't really do much. You kinda just focused on me, and I couldn't really do anything for you"

"And that's completely fine, amazing even, I love it when you're happy in every way and especially when I'm the cause of it"

"B-but still-"

"Dear listen, I'll be completely honest, I get...aroused whenever I see you feeling so much pleasure because of me like last night, it just makes me feel so good to know that you feel so good because of me, so please don't ever feel like you're not doing enough for me because just by accepting all the pleasure I give you you're making me feel amazing too, probably even more than you"

"......w-wow, I-I just didn't expect that but I guess I should have with how you were acting last night"

"Do you have any complaints? I'd do absolutely anything to make you happy.... like last night, you looked so adorable"

"Thanks, but no you were amazing, I loved every single second of it"

"That's great, I'm so happy to hear that, I assume you'd like to do that again then"

"Absolutely,I'd love nothing more"

Hu got closer to you and kissed you passionately just had she had done the previous night

"If you ever feel in the mood just come to me and I will make sure you feel amazing and refreshed"

".......you are so.....just such an amazing girlfriend hu"

"You're the amazing one my love"

Prompt 28:seeing her in a swimsuit for the first time

You and Hu had decided to go on a beach date since it was summer and a very hot day. You were kinda nervous since it was the first time you would have seen each other in your swimwear.

You looked in the mirror one last time before sighing and going outside to your girlfriend. In all of the time, you had known hu she had never judged anyone for anything, especially their appearance, and she had told you many times that you looked stunning in anything, but a part of you was still insecure of how you looked with so little on.

But the moment you saw hu in front of you all of your self doubt (and any other thoughts really) disappeared and were replaced by a single one:she looked so darn beautiful.

Hu was wearing a green one-piece swimsuit that covered her private parts but somehow accentuated them even more. You knew hu was a genuinely beautiful woman, but this was something else. All of her curves were hugged perfectly by the swimsuit, and her exposed thighs reminded you of all the times you thought about how thick they were when she gave you lap pillows, which happened very often.

"O-oh y/n, you're here"

Hu's soft voice brought you back to reality, and you realized you were staring at her breasts so your face instantly became red, and you looked away super embarrassed

"I-i'm so sorry hu, you were so beautiful and i-"

"Calm down honey, take a deep breath"

"Y-yeah"

You did as she told you and your embarrassment slowly went away, but your face became even redder whenever you got a glimpse of her chest.

"Again, I'm really really sorry, I didn't mean to stare"

"Don't worry, it's fine"

"R-really?"

"Yes, I totally understand your situation, in fact....i-i would be lying if I said I'm not having the same problem"

".......wait actually?"

"Yes.....you look stunning, my dear, I can't tear my eyes off of you either"

"I-i'm flattered, still sorry again, that wasn't very respectful of me and I know you-"

"Please, there's nothing to worry about, we're dating and you've seen me in way less than this anyway, so I have absolutely no problem with you staring"

"Thanks....i-it's still....I just really don't wanna make you uncomfortable"

"Darling, nothing you do could ever make me feel uncomfortable, but if the fact that you're staring makes you uncomfortable, then I'll just put on something else"

"N-no please hu, it's absolutely no problem, you just look so beautiful"

"I'm glad, then it's decided, you look amazing too by the way"

"Thanks"

You two shared a brief kiss before hu put on her sun hat and grabbed her portable freezer bag

"I brought Popsicles and ice cream, by the way, they're all your favorite flavors obviously"

"You are the absolute best"

"It's nothing, what are we supposed to eat of not that"

"Hehe, I guess you're right"

"Alright then, we should go, I'm sure this will be a perfect date"

"Yeah me too"

Prompt 31:someone walks in on you making out/about to do it

"Is everywhere alright dear?"

"Uh....y-yeah"

"Are you sure? You look stressed"

"......You're right, I really am"

"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that, please let me help"

She stretched her arms and you immediately fell into her arms as she hugged you

"Just relax ok baby? I'm here"

"......thanks"

"An hug is literally the least I could do. If I can do anything to help you, please tell me, I could make you tea or let you lay on my lap or give you a massage or anything else you want........even more....intimate things if it'd help"

".....r-really?"

"Of course, I love you darling, and anything that can help you relax, I will do it, why? Would you like that?"

"....I can't say it wouldn't help, I am feeling a little pent up"

"That's perfectly fine, I'll help you dear"

She hugged you tighter and her hands began to massage your back while her face got closer to yours and she kissed you, like all of hu's kisses, this felt amazing all of the love the zither player felt for you was put into it.

"Alright darling, now before we start are you sure about this? I just want to make sure you're totally OK with it, because I definitely am"

"....how is the fact that you ask for consent every time so hot?"

"Because it shows I care about you so so much, so I assume you'd like to get intimate"

"Definitely, I'd love nothing more"

"That's good"

She continued kissing you, still very softly but making sure that it still felt as good as possible

"Just relax ok darling? Let me do take care of everything and just relax"

"Y-yes ok"

"Good baby, just keep kissing me and don't think about anything else"

And as she said that the making out session continued, You let the pleasure of the kiss take over your mind and it felt amazing, hu was making you feel so good with just a kiss and you were loving it

"That's my good baby, just let me make you feel good, don't worry about anything else"

She continued kissing you as her hand slowly made their way to your crotch

"Now, just let me-"

"U-uh hu?"

You both suddenly pulled away from each other and looked towards the door where nico was now standing

"A-ah I'm so sorry, I-I didn't mean to"

They quickly went away while blushing intensely, not as much as you and your girlfriend who were completely red after you realized nico witnessed you about to make love.

"I-i'm sorry darling, I should have locked the door"

"No it's fine, I should have"

"I should go and apologize to nico too, they're probably very shocked"

"....what do you mean?"

"I mean, seeing something like that must be traumatizing"

".....hu, they're an adult just like us, plus we didn't really do that much anyway, we were just making out, I'm sure they're fine"

".....I suppose, but I'm still sorry"

"It's fine"

"As apology I should probably make you feel good again, even more this time"

"Y-you want to keep going?"

"Why not? You still feel pent up right? Only if you're OK with it obviously"

"........y-yeah it's fine"

"Great, w-wait let me lock the door before"

Hu went to lock the door and then smiled at you again, before you started making out again and fell on the bed

[jihyoruri]

— TWILIGHT & JEALOUSLY: KIM CHAEWON. warnings: swearing, wow!kim chaewon x wow!yn i suggest you read my other wow fics before this one they’re in my masterlist <3

chaewon has been going insane since the last time yujin, wonyoung and yn came over, she didn’t understand why yujin and wonyoung got so tense at the mention of yn hanging out with winter, but she wanted to know why.

she will admit that she probably shouldn’t have brought up yn’s business like that, but she just wanted yn’s attention so bad, yn was giving so much to kazuha that it made her feel insecure, the way you were acting with kazuha was the same way you acted with her when you guys first interacted, you can say chaewon thought she was special, but she should’ve known especially that day she caught yn and minji at hybe, but that was also the same day yn gave her the star ring so can you really blame her?

she hates the way yn fills her mind, the way yn looked at her that day, like she was mad at her, everywhere she goes something reminds her of you, which is why today was such a coincidence.

chaewon was walking out the cafe when she saw yn in all of her glory, you were leaning against on of the walls and chaewon stood rigid.

her gaze burned into yn scanning the girl, the top that stopped a little bit above her bellybutton, the way the baggy pants hung low on her hips showing the star tattoo on your lower abdominal, the baseball cap that hides the girls cat like eyes.

why does she have to look good all of the time? chaewon thought to herself as she stared at you not even realizing that you caught her.

chaewon cringes when she snaps out of her daze only to make eye contact with you, she doesn’t know what to do, turn the other way? yeah that’s a good option.

before chaewon can try and turn around you make a motion for the girl to come over, she turns to take a look behind her before turning back to yn and pointing towards herself, which you respond with a nod and an eye roll.

chaewon timidly walks towards you, she’s only now realizing how tall yn is, she takes notice that she’s right under your chin when reaches she you.

“yes…” she trails off, feeling a bit intimidated.

“I should be asking you that.” your deeper voice fills her eras, “I mean you’re the one that was staring at me.”

she looks up at you and scratches the back of her neck, “I was just shocked to see you here… also the last time I saw you, you seemed pretty mad at me.”

chaewon’s hands practically shake when all yn does is stare at her, she feels a little scared, that was until yn’s laugh is heard.

she looks at you confused as you continue to laugh, “you’re so cute unnie.”

chaewon feels her face heat up in embarrassment, “cute? I should be the one calling you cute, I’m older.” she says in faux anger, glaring up at you.

you lean down towards her with a smile, “then call me cute.” yn say’s teasingly.

chaewon’s face was about as red as a fire truck, “what are you doing here anyways?” she asks trying her best to cool down her face and that’s when she finally takes notice of the plastic bag in your hand.

“I was at my moms today and she told me to bring my sister some food.” you say waving the bag in the shorter girls face.

sister?

as if you could read her mind, you let a deep sigh, “you know that one in new jeans? the annoying creature with a twilight obsession.”

chaewon wants to laugh at your description but holds it down, she opens her mouth to say something but gets cut off by a voice, “unnie!”

both you and chaewon turn your heads to see two members of newjeans with their arms linked together, one being your sister and the other being her member minji.

“did you bring the food?” you sister asks, a bright smile lighting up on her face when you give her the bag before giving you a side hug. “thank you.”

“ew, you’re sweaty.” yn says pushing her away playfully, “and you sink more than you usually do.” you say flicking her forehead, laughing when her mouth drops in offence, before she takes notice of chaewon.

she quickly bows at chaewon as a greeting, minji following closely behind doing the same.

yn seems to finally take notice of the other girl and smiles, “hey minji.” she says flashing the girl a wink.

chaewon feels like she’s having déjà vu as she watches minji blush and smile back at yn, is it in your daily routine to flirt with someone in front of her ?

“you’re taking care of my sister right?” yn asks, raising a brow as she puts her arm around minji’s shoulder, smiling when the girl nods quickly, “that’s good.” she say’s tucking a hair behind minji’s ear.

your sister loud groan is heard as she throws her head back, “stop flirting with my member!” she says pushing your arm.

“I’m not, I was just asking your pretty member a question, is there a problem?” yn asks pouting mockingly in her sisters face.

your sister opens her mouth but it’s chaewon’s turn to cut her off as she clears her throat getting all your attention as you take your arm from minji’s shoulder, “shouldn’t you guys be practicing?” she asks pointing at minji and yn’s sister.

she avoids your gaze as you take a look at her, your sister nodding at chaewon as she grabs minji’s arm, “yes we should actually, thank you for reminding us.”

as she walked away with minji she doesn’t forget to yell a goodbye out to you.

chaewon looks back up at you as you stare at her, “what?”

you laugh throwing your head back before looking back down at her, “you’re a funny girl chaewon.”

she furrows her eyebrows at yn looking at the the taller girl in confusion, “you’re so cute when you’re jealous.”

chaewon feels her heart drop, “jealous? I wasn’t jealous.” she’s quick to defend herself, humiliation taking over her as yn laughs and shakes her head before leaning her lips to the shorter girls ear.

“I know you have a crush on me.” yn’s raspy voice whispers in her ear and chaewon’s legs feel weak, this couldn’t be happening.

chaewon feels frozen as yn continues, “and that shit you pulled the other day was not cool,.”

yn leans up from chaewon’s ear, a smirk growing on her face at the look on the older girls face, “but don’t worry I’m not mad.”

“I…” chaewon trails off, trying her best to find words but she couldn’t.

yn’s ring tone is heard and chaewon visibly relaxes as she answers.

“hey jiwon..” yn answers putting the phone to her ear, she hums at the word that are being spoken on the phone.

chaewon watches as yn converses with her member, she doesn’t know if she feels sadness or relief when yn walks away from her pressing the phone closely to her ear.

but what she does know is that yn knows that she likes her and that’s scary.

[pitchsidestories]

eras of us (1) II Ona Batlle x Reader

part 2 I masterlist I word count: 2981

a/n: inspired by this request, be warned it's a bit angsty but we promise it will have an happy ending in part 2. Your feedback is always appreciated.

2024

Barcelonas training had just ended and you were still breathing hard. Grabbing your water bottle, you already dreamed about taking a nice long shower and ordering some food. But you had not expected Alexia to appear in front of you, right before you wanted to leave the pitch.

Her arms were crossed in front of her chest: “Y/n, can we talk for a second?“

The seriousness in her face made you stall for a second, replaying every scene from training and searching for a mistake you made: “Yes, sure…“

She motioned for you to follow her away from the rest of the squad: “Come with me.“

“Uhm okay?“, you replied slowly, your heart beating almost as fast as it did when you were chasing after the ball.

You finally stopped on the opposite end of the field. Alexia turned towards you: “You and Ona…“

“Yeah? Did we annoy you during training?“, you grinned, all the tension immediately gone when you heard your best friends name.

The corners of Alexias mouth quirked up: “Yeah, by acting like you don’t fancy each other.“

“Excuse me, what?! We don’t fancy each other. We’ve been close friends forever.“, you explained. The smile had died on your face and was now replaced by furrowed eyebrows.

The team captain shrugged unimpressed: “Sure, keep telling yourself that.“

You shook your head as you continued: “That’s why I’d never go for her, she’s one of my best friends.“

You immediately knew something was wrong when Alexia did no reply. When you turned around, you only saw Ona running away towards the dressing room. Your warm up shirt was laying on the grass.

Your brain needed the moment but eventually made the connection. She obviously wanted to bring you the shirt and must have heard you. You cursed under your breath: “Shit.“

“I told you.“, Alexia said plainly.

Your thoughts were racing: “What?“

She shook her head with a sigh and pointed in the direction of where Ona had disappeared: “Just go after her!“

2011

They say beginnings are always the hardest. And at twelve years old, you had to agree.

Setting your first steps into Barcelonas youth academy La Masia had felt like the end of everything you knew so far. You were riddled with anxiety and awe, walking through the halls towards your new room. You could barely grasp that you were finally here but at the same time you started to ask yourself if you even wanted to be here at all.

You stopped in front of an inconspicuous looking door. Only the number on the front told you that this was the room that you would call your home from now on. You took a deep breath and knocked.

A short girl with reddish brown hair opened the door with a wide grin. Her face was covered in freckles. “Y/n, right? Hi, I’m Ona. We’ll be roommates.“

There was a warmth radiating off of her that immediately made you feel a lot calmer. With your suitcase still in hand, you smiled: “Hello, nice to meet you, Ona.“

“If you want, you can leave your stuff here and I’ll show you everything.”

You were eager to get to know the place which would be your home for the next years. Gratefully you took Ona’s offer:” Yes, let’s go.”

It turned out that your roommate was the perfect guide, she seemed to know where everything was and had a charming way to introduce you to this new place and people.

Still the vastness of the grounds was intimidating to you as the girl who grew up far away from the Catalonian capital in a village with a small population:” Wow, this is huge.”

“It’s quite cool, right?”, Ona beamed at you.

You nodded in agreement while taking a closer look at the pictures on the wall from footballers like Messi, Iniesta and Xavi who have started here where you were now:” It’s especially when one thinks about the people who came here before us.”

Before the visual history could put too much weight on your shoulders the other girl quickly changed the topic:”Do you have your schedule, already?”

“Yes, I do. Do we have things together?”, you curiously asked her before showing her the printed schedule you got at your arrival.

Happily, Ona observed: “Looks like we have a lot of classes together. And training of course.”

“Of course, what’s your position?”

“I play defense. Mostly left back.”, your roommate replied with a grin. You could immediately tell that she enjoyed what she was playing which was much to your surprise most players in your previous team didn’t like to be a defender or a goalkeeper.

“That’s cool. I usually play right back.”, you told her in an excited tone.

The brunette beamed at you:” Oh, that’s perfect.”

“Do you think they thought about that when they assigned us to be roommates?”, you thought out loud.

The fellow defender answered thoughtfully:” Possibly. They always try to put people together that might be compatible.”

“Can’t wait for the first training.”, you confessed.

“You’ll like it. The girls are really nice.”, Ona promised you with a warm smile on your lips.

Thinking about your own football history you admitted to her:” It’s my first time playing with an only girls’ team.”

“You played with boys before?”, she lifted an eyebrow in surprise.

“Yes, you didn’t think that, huh?”, you gave her a challenging look, knowing full well how you must look in your eyes with your long ponytail which was held together by a bow.

Quickly Ona waved it off:” I was just surprised.”

“Because I look too girly to kick a ball around with boys?”, you teased her.

“I didn’t say anything about that.”, she protested laughing.

“Yes, okay, you didn’t.” When you discovered a ball close to your feet, you picked it up glancing expectantly at your roommate:” Do you want to play for a bit now instead of just talking about football?”

Your first days in La Masia were filled with football and classes. All these new impressions and the tight schedule left you with little time to catch your breath. Only at night, your thoughts started racing and the heavy feeling in your chest became unbearable.

Lying awake in the dark of your room, you could not stop the tears from falling. You quietly sobbed into your pillow when you felt a weight pushing down the mattress next to you. A small hand started stroking your hair while you held your breath.

“Hey… are you okay? What’s wrong?“, Onas voice whispered close to your ear.

You quickly wiped away the tears: “Sorry, I didn’t want to wake you up…“

“It’s okay. I wasn’t asleep yet anyway.“, she replied softly.

“I just miss home, my family, friends and team… They live so far from here.“, you tried to explain but the tears welled up in your eyes again.

Ona laid down next to you, pulling you close to her for a short hug: “I understand that, trust me. The first few weeks here are always hard.“

“But it gets better?“, you asked with slight hopefulness.

“It will. I promise.“, Ona nodded.

For a moment, you both wordlessly stared into the darkness, existing in each others space.

“The coaches are really tough but you were right, the girls are really nice.“, you said into the silence.

You could hear the soft smile in Onas voice when she replied: “They are. Trust me, the coaches only want the best for you. You will get used to everything.“

“What if I’m not good enough?“ When your question was met with a chuckle, you gently hit Ona on her upper arm: “Hey, don’t laugh about it.“

“I saw you play. You belong here.“, your roommate grinned.

The heavy feeling started to lift with Ona by your side. You finally had to smile now too: “If you say so.“

Ona shrugged: “Fine, don’t believe me. But I know it’s true.“

“Thank you for listening to me.“

“Do you think you can sleep now?“, Ona yawned.

“Yes, good night, Ona.“, you mumbled before the increasing drowsiness let you fall asleep with your head on Onas shoulder.

2015

You and Ona trusted each other blindly. You had become best friends over the years which made for an incredible partnership on the pitch. With one of you on each side of the defense line, you were stable parts of Barcelonas youth team. You had a league game against Levante and it was half time when Aitana came to you: “I’m jealous of Ona and you.“

“You’re jealous, Tana? You don’t need to be, you’re one of our best.“, you laughed and pulled the shorter girl into a hug.

The midfielder shook her head: “But you have such an understanding of each other. You always know who’s going to attack and who needs to hang back without talking. I love that.“

“I wish I was a part of that.”, Laia sighed.

Smiling Aitana stated:” You kind of are, Laia.”

“Laia, you’re equally as important in our line of defense.”, you reassured her.

“Yes, we need you.”,  Ona padded your teammates thigh who’s face lit up after all those kind words from her team.

Closing your eyes you told Laia:” I feel like you’ll score a header in the second half, Laia.”

“We’ll see about that.”, your teammate laughed warmly.

“Trust me.”, you grinned at her.

“I do.”

Only five minutes into the second half and Aitana scored a screamer with your assist. “Oh my god, that was amazing!”, Ona jumped into your open arms, you almost fell over but could stay up with the two of you.

Her compliment made your cheeks turn red almost immediately:” Nah, Aitana’s goal was prettier.”

“Stop it and take the compliment.”, the midfielder rolled her eyes at you.

“She’s been bad at it since day one.”, your best friend blurted out with a teasing smile on her lips, clearly referring to one of your first nights at La Masia when you have doubted yourself so much it brought you to tears.

“Shut it.”, you tried to stop her from adding anything more.

But she nonchalantly responded: “It’s true.”

“Let’s keep our head in the game, chicas.”, you reminded them.

“Ugh fine.”, Ona groaned.

At the end your prediction turned out to be true, only one minute before the game was over Laia scored the winning goal.

Excited Laia gesticulated with her hands:” Have you seen my header? Thanks, Oni!”

“Nice one.”, the fellow defender remarked happily.

Meanwhile you hugged Laia from the side:” I told you so.”

At the final whistle you could see Ona walking away from your team to greet her brother who was watching the match in the stands. Grinning Joan embraced her in a hug before he said to her: “Ona, you and your roommate have a great chemistry on the pitch.”

“Thanks?”, she replied a bit confused by the tone in his voice.

“Is there more to it?”, her sibling wiggled his brows.

With an amused smile on her lips Aitana joined their conversation:” Honestly, we’ve been asking them that for forever.”

“No, that’s ridiculous.”, Ona protested giggling.

You came to her rescue, adding:” Right, we’re just friends nothing more and nothing less.”

“That would be weird.”, she thankfully pressed your hand.

“Yeah, I agree.”

“Okay, I got it.”, Joan answered.

“I don’t.” Aitana confessed.

“Aitana, stop!”, you both demanded.

The midfielder smiled innocently:” What?”  

In hindsight Ona and you might could have notice that there was more to your connection, but you didn’t like when people were right because you rather proved to them that they were wrong even when those could read you better than yourself at the time.

2018

You both were 18, in a few weeks’ time you both would be 19 but it was the first time you were about to party with the adult team of Barcelona.

A lot of things had changed since your academy years, for example Ona was playing for Levante now while Aitana and you were a few of the lucky ones who were allowed to stay in the Barcelona senior squad as the club was trying to get more experienced players and let the younger ones go. But you still were best friends, and you were happy that she was in town to celebrate.

The two of you sat in the Barcelona apartment that you had recently moved in and got ready for the party.

“Can you believe it? We get to play with the adult teams now and we’re going to party with them for the first time.“, you asked while applying mascara to your eyelashes.

Ona was busy changing into a new shirt for the third time: “No. But I’m so ready for it.“

“Me too.“

Your best friend examined her outfit in the mirror and with a satisfied nod turned to you: “Are you done?“

You put on another layer of lipgloss: “Yes, I’m ready.“

“Let’s leave.“, Ona grinned while passing you your purse.

Of course, you arrived fashionably late at the party where the older players were already celebrating.

With a drink in hand, Jenni elbowed Alexia in the side: “The children arrived!“

Unimpressed, you rolled your eyes: “Not funny, Jenni.“

“Oh come on, take a joke.“, the dark-haired striker grinned.

“Maybe after a drink.“, you replied casually which caused Alexia and Jenni burst out laughing.

“Someone’s thirsty.“, Alexia teased.

“No, worries. We got you.“, Jenni smiled before leaning over the bar to order some drinks. She handed you and Ona a glass each.

You quickly took a sip: “Thanks, Jenni.“

“You’re welcome.“

Alexia held out her glass: “Cheers, you two.“

“Cheers.“, you said as you all clinked your glasses together.

You and Ona spend most part of the night talking to the other players who always made sure, you had a drink in hand. While the clock ticked closer to midnight, you started feeling the alcohol.

“Come on, Oni. Let’s dance.“, you begged and pulled on your best friends arm.

Ona who seemed a little less drunk, grimaced: “Dancing? In front of everyone?“ You took her glass and set it down on a table before pulling her towards the dance floor. Gently, you took her hands in yours: “Close your eyes, pretend it’s our room.“

“Fine.“, she sighed and followed your instruction.

You happily watched as she finally started moving to the rhythm of the music. “Better? Or still terrible?“, you laughed.

For a moment, Ona said nothing and as you followed her gaze, you realized why. A man, definitely older than you, had started dancing close behind you and kept thrusting his hips in your direction. You immediately felt panic rise in your stomach.

“It just gotten horrible.“, Ona belatedly answered your question but you could barely hear her over the rush of blood in your ears.

“Want to dance with me?“, he asked. His smile was betraying him, telling you that he did not only have dancing in mind.

You forced yourself to a stiff smile: “No, thanks.“

“What’s the problem? It’s just a dance. Or do you have a boyfriend? He doesn’t have to know.“

Surprised by his persistence and audacity, you found yourself unable to answer.

Luckily Ona stepped in and gave him a cold look: “Actually, she has a girlfriend?“

“You?“, he asked.

“Yes, Ona is my girlfriend.”, you quickly lied. To make sure the man was finally leaving you alone your best friend kissed you. The words didn’t work but that gesture thankfully did.

After the kiss you went back to the table the Barcelona girls were sitting around.

“Oh my god, girls, what if something happened and he didn’t just leave?!”, Alexia who has seen everything sounded deeply worried.

“Alexia, relax that was hot.”, Jenni grinned.

The midfielder shook her head in frustration:”  This isn’t about that, Jenni. It was about their safety.”

Softly you intervened:” We’re okay, Alexia. Really.”

“I hope so.”, she grumbled.”

“The kiss.”, Aitana started.

Promptly you interrupted her:” That was just a measure to make him leave, Tana.”

You could hear her voice being filled with scepticism:” Yeah, definitely looked like that.”

“We’re just very convincing that’s all.”, Ona replied with a wink.

“Sure.”, Aitana said, clearly not believing a word she said.

“Let’s stay with us for now please.”, Alexia pleaded smiling.

Despite the incident earlier you enjoyed that night out. So much that you looked up in surprise a couple of hours later:” You’re leaving?”

“It’s late, children.”, Jenni answered amused.

Her comment made Ona blush:” We’ve not noticed.”

“Of course, you two didn’t.”, Aitana remarked giggling.

2020

“Wait, Ona you’re going to Manchester?!”, you repeated while feeling weirdly numb to the news your best friend just told you in your own appartement.

“Yeah, I’m signing the contract in a few days.”, she tried to keep her voice calm even though your reaction confused her.

“Oh. Wow.”, you muttered.

A bitter laugh escaped Ona’s mouth:” What? You’re not even excited for me?”

“No, I just hoped you would go back to Barca.”, you admitted.

She raised an eyebrow:“Why?”

“Doesn’t matter. Good luck in cold England.”, you waved it off.

“Thanks. I don’t need it. If you excuse me now, I must continue packing.”, the hurt in her voice was undeniable. You noticed that the defender was holding on to one of your sweaters which she was trying to put into her tote bag: “That’s mine, can I have it back?”

“It’s my sweater.”, Ona coldly stated.

“Whatever.”

She was already on her way to the front door but turned around glancing hopeful at you:” You’ll visit me, right.”

“We’ll see about that.”, you replied.

Much later you’d realize that you didn’t react like a best friend more like a lover who was hurt that her love was leaving for another country to find success abroad.

to be continued...

[dandadananalysis]

Dandadan Chapter 186 SPOILERS!

To @gelu-the-babosa-multiversal,

Thank you for sending me your ask, now that I know, Tatsuya-sensei just released Chapter 186!

Wait for my response!

As expected, Yukishiro used her pygmies looking for the pervert teacher!

It's very cute seeing the interaction of her and the pygmies!

And what the hell !!!?? Adachi-sensei is being used by him too!!?

Wow, never believe, not only that man targeting on female students, but also a poor teacher :'<

He used her as if she was a toy >:(

Okay, seems that they might be in a love hotel... and she is tryna send him one ticket to his demise (a.k.a if u don't understand, she will oof him :))) gotta write like this because some minors probably reading this :))

The girls are in trouble... Rin and Aira are almost at their limits, especially Rin!

Thank you pygmies! So her power really does relating to the piano!

They really are encouraging her to get outside of her shell!

Go my our beauty queen!!!

So Rin and Yukishiro really does have abilities relating to music!

Actually, reading this chapter, at this panel, I can really understand the pressure she's having.

I, myself, used to play piano when I was small too! (classic Asian kids) It's more like a hobby, and eventually, I stop playing it like, 4-5 years ago, which is around the epidemic Covid 19, my piano teacher and I got out of touch. And recently, after some break I have returned to play it. But like, mostly for fun, and self-training, because I learned the basics when I was young, so yeah!

And just like any music prodigies, Yukishiro ended up having trouble hearing the sounds of the notes she plays.

From passion, it became a torture :"(

This is pretty much familiar, don't ya think?

It's the same as the main character Kousei-kun in Your lie in April anime! He also had the same symptoms as Yukishiro! (btw you guys should watch it, very touching, and if you like classical music, go and check it out! I'm obsessed with the music)

Besides, I feel like Tatsuya-sensei probably find that piano sheet from some songs already, I dunno which is? Really happy that Tatsuya-sensei focused on the details!

But based on this! The sound of the piano!

I searched the Medieval Europe era:

Organ (kinda like a piano) and Accidentals! I kept on searching all the musicians in between 6th 15th centuries.

Well turns out, I know nothing abt the musicians in this era :(

We all know musicians' fame starting from the 15th-16th century.

It's kinda hard, because this era mostly focused on folk songs and church songs.

I found this fun fact: [From Wiki] You know Galileo Galilei, the Italian physicist, is a son of Vincenzo Galilei, who is a musician! Early 16th century :) Well not quite, Vincenzo Galilei (3 April 1520 – 2 July 1591) was an Italian lutenist, composer, and music theorist. His children included the astronomer and physicist Galileo Galilei and the lute virtuoso and composer Michelagnolo Galilei (his other son). Vincenzo was a figure in the musical life of the late Renaissance and contributed significantly to the musical revolution that demarcates the beginning of the Baroque era.(Baroque music refers to the period or dominant style of Western classical music composed from about 1600 to 1750. The Baroque style followed the Renaissance period, and was followed in turn by the Classical period after a short transition)

Woah! That's a lot of info!

And of course! Classical Musician Era was the brightest era of all, because we all know them: Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Bach, Mozart... (pianists)

Next, Yuki-san (for short of Yukishiro) said this piano's tune is 432Hz, not normally like many pianos selling today, 440Hz. It's very rare to see 432 Hz piano because they existed long ago, and classical musics sounds best when you play that type of piano in that inotation.

Oh Mozart is famous for this type of music already :))

Okay back to the story... getting a lil' overboard :)

Really respect Aira, she started playing piano after her mom's death, and she thought that it could help her forhet about the past, but until then she realized that seeing Yuki-san played, she was amazed at how freedom she is.

She reall admired Yuki :'3

She finally gained her confidence! And went insane!!!!

The whole room was dead silent, leaving room for Yuki's talent and the piano sounds

The way she controls the atmosphere is something else!

Omg so much like legendary pianists, that pose!

It's like she's manifesting everywhere how powerful she is!

She's taking control not only the area in the gym, but also outside ?

There are a bunch of insects, or flies (?) swarming in the sky, like surveillance cameras!

Could her power be, controling somethings, like a group, living in a far distance?

Maybe this power could help them widen the area of search ?

Idk, Tatsuya-sensei is giving us cliff hanger now :<

[idaisyy]

Tag , you’re in - a cmpunk x oc enimies to lovers

Chapter 13

(Semi suggestive smut )

The drive back to the hotel is quiet at first. Daisy stares out the window, arms crossed, still looking drained from everything that happened.

Punk hates it.

He grips the wheel, glancing at her every few minutes. He hates seeing her like this, and even worse—he hates knowing he's the reason for it.

So, naturally, he starts running his mouth.

"Y'know, I was gonna just let you sit there and sulk, but I'm feeling real generous today."

Daisy doesn't react.

He continues.

"So, I figured I'd entertain you a little. Maybe tell you some fun facts. Like, did you know that sharks existed before trees?"

Nothing.

"Or that you technically just sat in a car with the longest-reigning WWE Champion of the modern era? Pretty cool, right?"

Still nothing.

Punk makes a face.

"Wow, tough crowd. Usually, I get at least a smirk."

That gets him a glance, but not much else.

He tries again.

"Alright, fine. How about this? One time, I wrestled in literal shit water in Mexico. Whole-ass sewage. You think this is a bad night? Try almost getting Hepatitis and losing a match at the same time."

Daisy's lips twitch. Barely.

Punk narrows his eyes at her. "I saw that."

Daisy finally exhales a small laugh through her nose.

Punk grins in victory.

When they get to the hotel, Daisy immediately disappears into the bathroom. The second she turns the shower on, Punk lets out a breath and rubs his hands over his face.

He still feels like shit.

And then—he hears it.

The soft, muffled sound of Daisy crying.

Punk's stomach drops.

For a second, he just stands there, staring at the bathroom door, jaw clenched.

Then, without thinking, he grabs his wallet and leaves.

By the time Daisy steps out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, steam rolling out behind her, she stops dead at the sight of her bed.

Her favorite snacks—a lot of them—are sitting there in a pile.

She blinks.

Punk is sitting in the chair by the window, arms crossed, looking like he definitely doesn't want to talk about it.

She glances between him and the snacks, her brain trying to put the pieces together. "What is all this?"

Punk shrugs. "An offering, I guess."

Daisy raises an eyebrow. "An offering?"

"Yeah. Like a peace offering. Except, y'know, without the peace part."

Daisy's lips twitch. "So, just an offering, then?"

Punk gives her a look. "Don't push it."

She walks over to the bed, picking up one of the snacks. "You got me all this?"

Punk shifts uncomfortably. "I mean, technically, the gas station down the street got it for you. I just paid for it."

Daisy finally smiles.

Punk looks away immediately, pretending to check his phone. "It's not a big deal, so don't—"

"It's sweet."

Punk groans. "Goddamn it."

Daisy laughs, flopping onto the bed and reaching for another snack.

Punk keeps scowling, shaking his head. "You're so annoying."

Daisy beams. "And you're so sweet."

Punk mutters something under his breath, but he doesn't argue this time.

Because, truthfully?

He kind of likes seeing her smile again.

LATER THAT NIGHT :

Punk is still doing his best to pretend nothing has changed. He doesn't catch feelings. Not for anyone—especially not for Daisy.

And yet, when they arrive at the next arena, he's very aware of where she is at all times. Annoyingly aware.

So, when Trish Stratus approaches him backstage, batting her lashes and placing a hand on his arm, Punk decides to lean into it.

Not because he wants to.

But because he wants to prove—to himself, to Daisy, to whoever—that he doesn't care about her. That he can do whatever the hell he wants, and it doesn't mean shit.

Trish laughs at something he says, lightly touching his chest, and Punk smirks, knowing exactly what he's doing.

What he doesn't expect?

Daisy walking up and inserting herself right in the middle of it.

"Am I interrupting something?"

Her tone is sharp, but her expression is unreadable—though Punk knows her well enough by now to recognize the fire simmering just beneath the surface.

Punk barely has time to react before Daisy steps closer, casually slipping her hand around his arm and looking up at him with an incredibly fake smile.

"Oh, hey, Trish," Daisy says sweetly. "Did Punk tell you we have a match to get ready for?"

Trish blinks. "I was just talking to him—"

"Yeah, I bet you were." Daisy's grip on Punk's arm tightens. "Unfortunately, he's busy. We are busy. Team stuff. Important stuff."

Punk watches in absolute amusement as Daisy practically yanks him away from Trish, dragging him down the hall before she finally lets go.

She doesn't look at him.

Punk, meanwhile, can't stop looking at her.

A slow, satisfied smirk spreads across his face.

"You jealous, sweetheart?"

Daisy scoffs. "Of Trish? Please."

"Mmhmm." Punk crosses his arms. "So, you weren't just two seconds away from tearing her hair out?"

Daisy turns on him, narrowing her eyes. "She was all over you."

Punk shrugs. "So?"

Daisy scowls. "So?"

Punk tilts his head. "You care or something?"

Daisy falters—just barely, but Punk catches it.

She clenches her jaw, then shakes her head. "I don't care."

"Sure about that?"

"Yes."

Punk takes a step closer, lowering his voice. "Then why'd you step in?"

Daisy glares up at him, and for a second, Punk thinks she's going to hit him.

Instead, she just exhales sharply. "I don't care, Punk." She turns on her heel and storms off. "Just be ready for the match."

Punk watches her go, still smirking.

Yeah.

She definitely cares.

The match starts off tense, but Punk and Daisy are working surprisingly well together—at first.

Then, Punk starts noticing the same pattern.as last time

Every time Daisy gets in the ring, Cody immediately tags himself in.

At first, Punk tries brushes it off as Cody just wanting to prove something, she's his ex that won't take him back but as it keeps happening, it starts to piss him off.

Cody looks like he's trying to hurt Daisy

And that doesn't sit right with Punk.

Meanwhile, Daisy has her own problems—mainly Trish Stratus.

Every time Punk is tagged in, Trish takes her sweet time feeling him up during lock-ups, playfully smirking at him, flipping her hair—basically doing everything to get his attention.

And the worst part?

Punk is letting her do it.

He's smirking right back, playing along—because, of course, he is.

Daisy is fuming.

So, the next time she gets in the ring with Trish, she absolutely loses it.

She goes insane on her. Clotheslines, forearms, a brutal suplex—she's relentless, running on pure adrenaline and jealousy.

Punk, on the apron, watches in amusement.

And then Cody tags himself in again.

Daisy barely has a second to react before Cody charges at her, but Punk immediately jumps in and tackles Cody, throwing fists like a man possessed.

For a second, it's chaos—Daisy and Trish rolling around fighting, Punk and Cody brawling—but somehow, some way, Punk and Daisy manage to take them both down.

Punk GTS's Cody. Daisy finishes Trish.

One.

Two.

Three.

They win.

And for the first time in a long time, they're actually happy about it.

Back in their private locker room, they're buzzing—smirking, slightly out of breath, feeling invincible.

Punk plops down on the couch, still riding the high. "That was fun."

Daisy, sitting next to him, grins. "We killed them."

Punk chuckles. "You lost your shit on Trish."

Daisy shrugs, smirking. "And you lost it on Cody."

Punk stretches, leaning back. "Guess we're both a little territorial."

Daisy rolls her eyes but doesn't argue.

For once, they're not fighting.

For once, they're on the same page.

And neither of them really hate it.

Punk is relentless.

The second they're back in their private locker room, he doesn't let up.

"You were so pissed out there." He's smirking, tossing his wrist tape into the trash. "Couldn't stand watching Trish all over me, huh?"

Daisy, sitting on the bench, exhales sharply, already done with him. "Shut up."

Punk chuckles. "I mean, it was a little pathetic." He leans against the lockers, arms crossed, clearly enjoying this. "You damn near took her head off."

Daisy glares. "Maybe I just don't like Trish."

Punk scoffs. "Oh yeah? Had nothing to do with her touching me?"

Daisy tightens her ponytail, ignoring the way her face heats up. "You're so fucking annoying."

Punk grins. "Admit it."

"Admit what?" Daisy snaps.

"You were jealous."

Daisy clenches her jaw.

The smug look on his face is infuriating.

So, without thinking, she shrugs and goes, "Maybe I'll just go talk to Cody then."

Just like that, Punk's entire demeanor shifts.

His smirk fades.

His body stiffens.

It's subtle, but Daisy sees it.

Punk's voice drops, something low and dangerous. "Come here."

Daisy raises a brow. "Excuse me?"

Punk doesn't repeat himself.

He just grabs her wrist and pulls her forward, guiding her right onto his thigh.

Daisy gasps, hands gripping his shoulders to steady herself.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Punk tilts his head, pretending to think. "Just making sure you really wanna go see Cody."

Daisy opens her mouth to protest, but before she can get a word out, Punk leans in, his lips brushing dangerously close to her ear.

"Last I checked..." His voice is silky smooth, taunting. "He didn't even go down on you."

Daisy freezes.

Her breath hitches.

Punk smirks.

"And I made you squirt."

Daisy's entire body reacts before she can stop it.

Heat floods her stomach. Her fingers tighten against his shoulders.

Punk notices.

Of course he notices.

"Still wanna go talk to Cody?"

Daisy hates how speechless she is.

She hates how much she wants him right now.

And Punk?

He loves it.

[tempo-tales]

"Tell me it's you, young lady."

"Yes, it's me, Ali...no, the possible Alicia in your timeline.

Dominic, despite Alicia's new look, could recognize her perfectly, specifically, Alicia's sweet, soft gaze, being now, Tempo.

"Tell me it's you, young lady."

"Yes, it's me, Ali...no, the possible Alicia in your timeline.

"So... I traveled to the future?"

"No dear. This place exists neither past, present nor future of anyone. But it's also not impossible for you to compare it as something like that."

Yejun, who was so confused, that the rabbit-faced woman was so attractive and moreover, she would be the sensitive young girl he met a while ago.

"I don't understand. Is she Alicia? I don't think so, that irritating personality of that big woman? Is this a joke?"

"Refrain from your words, young man. The theft you performed much trouble you have caused."

As the two watchmakers argued with Tempo, Lance just stared, wistfully, especially at Tempo and Dominic.

"You know them, Lance?" asks Balan as he sees Lance's face.

"Back in my day when Balan(ce) was, Mr. Clockmaker was in my charge. He was the closest person Alicia ever had in WonderWorld. That watch that Tempo has, that was the gift the mister gave her."

"Wow, you know a lot."

"Just Alicia told me about it. And I won't forget that smile she had...and I could never give."

King Negati ducks his head, not taking his mind off his failure to sway Alicia's heart.

As the two humans argue with the lady, Dominic notices two tall, thin men.

"And you are maestros too?"-Dominic asks, stepping closer as he sees the two.

"I see you don't recognize me, my estimable Mr. Dominic Leggero."

Balan, Tempo and Yejun are impressed by the surname of the man already revealed.

Yejun approaches the watchmaker with astonishment. His admiration grew even more.

"It's you! You really are the genius of mechanics! Your contribution has served a lot to....mrfh!

"You talk a lot" Lance covers Yejun's mouth, he wants to avoid revealing more than unnecessary to the watchmaker, coming from a more delayed era.

"Lance...I guess Mr. Dominic... "Balan mutters in surprise.

Lance nods his head as he directs his gaze to the rabbit lady.

"Yes, he is the direct ancestor of Christopher Leggero, your best friend."

"Chris..." Upon hearing the name of her best friend and beloved man, a small smile tugs at the lady's lips.

"If he's my descendant, then he must have this funny index finger inward, or not?"

Tempo looks at Dominic's right hand, and remembers that both Chris and Guido, have that disfigured shape on the finger indicated by the watchmaker.

"Wow, they're definitely related."-Tempo smiles slyly.

"And he's not missing Yejun."

"ª?"

The watchmaker stares at the man.

"This boy also has that malformation. I suspected it when I first met him."

"Sir, but how are you so sure of that?"-Yenjun asks with a distrustful expression, as he felt that because of his origin, he finds it impossible his connection.

"Young man, I am sure, my intuition has never failed me." Dominic expresses very proudly.

"Emmm..." Tempo, upon hearing that word, approaches Dominic with doubts she wishes to clarify. And a slight smile leaves her lips.

"And... your intuition is also... inheritable?"

Dominic is surprised and thinks for a few seconds.

"Ummm, if my great-grandfather and aunt have it...it may be so. But she tells me that relatives who don't inherit that gift can pass it on to their descendants."

"Hehe, I understand."

"?"

"Chris has that gift too. If it wasn't for his intuition, I would have been in trouble when I was a child" A small smile appears as she remembers those moments she spent with her beloved. Her expression changes to one of sorrow and melancholy.

"Do you miss your friend, young lady?"

"Very much."

"I would love to do something for you, tell me what you need."

The maestro didn't hesitate to use that favor, so she looks at the two maestros with a determined expression.

"Balan, Lance, I ask you to please leave this place."

[im-not-drowning-you-are]

Remus “suggested” that I should do this. I personally see this as quite unprofessional.

I’m Regulus Black, if it is not obvious enough. If you call me anything else, especially my deadname, I will have Evan send Barty after you. Barty does not take transphobia nicely.

I use He/Him. If you use anything else, it’s off to Barty you go.

I am sixteen years of age, and I am a Slytherin.

I will not discuss my sexuality. It does not seem relevant.

Do not question my heritage. Nothing is wrong with it. I am, however, French. That is all I shall say.

I might occasionally use this for my poetry. If my so called “brother” interacts with my writing, I will auto-defenestrate. Do not test this. If you are not Sirius, you will likely find my poetry and ideas with #the poetry yet to be written and #the poetry of the stars

I do like to dabble with painting and many different arts from time to time. Ideas for these will most likely be under #the art yet to be done and #the art of the stars

My violin is one of my passions.

If you spell or use the wrong type of grammar, I will not hesitate to point it out.

I am not an illegal animagi. To suggest such, would be incorrect. Do not look into it.

My Acquaintances

@pandora-roses - She is my best friend. I do not have a lot of those, but she is one of them.

@girlinthemeadow - She is a little crazy, but I do like her.

@bat-b0y-barty - He is fine. I tolerate him more than I should. He only occasionally makes fun of me, so he’s perfectly fine.

@evans-roses - He is considerably better than Barty. Do I occasionally want to throw myself into the lake because of them both, maybe, but he is better. I murdered his relationship, though. I don’t deserve him.

@redwearingred - She is better than most, and is really nice to read literature with.

@everyhouseishaunted - He is a great person to read pieces of literature with.

@siriusly-loves-the-moon - If you see him, run. Or he will. Depends on who you are in relation to him.

@marlene-mckickin - I do not know he well enough beyond her friendship to Lily and the fact that she is dating Dorcas.

@go-lonedove-xo - He is the book man. Pandora seems to enjoy his company. I killed him.

- I do not interact with him much, so I cannot say.

@mary-mary-not-contrary - She dislikes my brother, which is always a positive.

@dumb-german-boy - He is in my brother’s so called “boy band.”

@frank-n-bottom - I barely know him.

@alice-the-fortescue - I barely know her.

@paintsandpencils - She is friend of Remus.

@euphemia-effie-potter - Mrs. Potter. She is the mother of my fiancé. James Potter.

@prongs-plural - Mon amour. Mon fiancé. Mon soleil. Who the fuck is he?

@narc1ssa-bl4ck - Je jure que si tu gâches ma vie, je vais foutre la tienne en l’air.

@bella-donna-black - Je la déteste. Je la déteste. Je la déteste.

@beetlethebards-second-coming - Elle me fait du mal. Elle me fait du mal. Elle me fait du mal.

Playlists with my friends and others are located below.

If you want to join, just ask @bralnwashed or myself (or literally anyone. Someone can get you in touch)

I do have a life, so I won’t be active 24/7

My regular account is @the1970sdeadgaywizard-regulus

I write things there

I use he/him most often, but literally anything is fine

My name is Regulus (wow, inception)

I DO NOT MEAN TO BE RUDE WHEN GRAMMAR POLICING, IT JUST MAKES SENSE

If there is anything that I end up reblogging here that makes no sense, chances are I was stupid and didn’t switch over accounts

I do not normally speak like a sickly Victorian child. These few sentences, however, do seem to prove otherwise. That could quite possibly just be an issue that only occurs to me.

Do I curse? Idk. We’ll see as time passes (I do when I deem it necessary or in character)

I don’t support JKR. Also, basic stuff, if you are a jerk, you will be blocked. I don’t take hate. Constructive criticism, sure, but hate of people who have done no harm, heck no.

I do actually love the arts and play violin.

I am a Slytherin.

I use passive aggressive periods for the heck of it. It seems very Reg.

Any French that I may use will probably be translated. I will check a few times using different things, though.

[eliotquillon]

alex rider for the ask game :3

my favourite female character:

wow there’s just so many women in this series i can’t possibly choose! jk lmao.

for me it is sabina. my diva, my queen, the only character to consistently call alex on his shit and point out that for all his protests he keeps agreeing to do ‘one more mission’….i will never understand why people hate her (other than misogyny lmfao). i will forever be mad about that weird era of crocodile tears—never say die where ahorz turned her into a bit of a wet wipe because skeleton key/eagle strike sabina is so funny and headstrong and willing to give as good as she gets. i think she is one of the most realistic characters in the series (pun name aside) and her refusing to believe alex in eagle strike doesn’t make her evil or a fake friend…it makes her a teenage girl who was being gaslit by an intelligence agency. from sabina’s perspective the story is basically a horror movie: her best friend is being blackmailed and forced into putting his life at risk over and over, and there’s nothing she can do. there was never anything she could do. he chose danger and adventure over wanting to stay safe with her and her family and there was never any point in trying to change his mind because he is always going to be a little bit out of reach. i love her, and i think she balances alex out so well. forever mad that the tv adaptation didn’t have the foresight to realise that introducing kyra (who i love btw don’t get it twisted) and keeping her as a series regular was going to create some balancing issues with sabina, so they just turned tv sabina into a spineless caricature of all her worst traits because they didn’t need to worry about making her likeable like they did with kyra. book sabina i will love you forever.

my favourite male character:

am i allowed to say ‘the ghost of john rider that is perpetually haunting the narrative’. because to be clear it is the ghost of john rider that is perpetually haunting the narrative.

in all seriousness this is so difficult…i genuinely do love whatever the fuck is going on with the unreliable portrait of john that gets drawn throughout the series, but given that his only real appearance is in russian roulette (a book so filled with continuity errors/unreliable narration that for my own sanity i HAVE to assume that yassen is deliberately lying in at least parts of it) i don’t know if he sincerely counts as a ‘character’. although for what it’s worth i do fundamentally think that whoever john really was, he wasn’t a cut and dry ‘good person’ like we keep being TOLD to believe (too much contradiction going on with him for that).

it’s probably either general sarov OR alex himself. general sarov is cut and dry my favourite villain, is in my favourite book, and i could talk about his decision to shoot himself instead of alex (when sarov was 100% on the edge of victory!) forever. he’s such a tragic figure and i always find myself wishing that we’d gotten more villains like him…characters who genuinely weren’t cut-and-dry evil, whose motivations were actually kind of reasonable apart from the fact that the endgame/means to get to it were all wrong. but since i’m probably gonna talk a lot about skeleton key anyway i’ll put a pin in that. ALEX in the meantime…i love him so much. i love his smug one-liners, i love his fits of bad temper, i love that he never does what he’s told. and i also love how wistful he is. there’s a lot of moments, especially in the earlier books, where it’s clear that alex was actually already pretty fucked up from the simple fact of not knowing his parents. he’s been grappling with that big gnawing question of ‘who am i, really’ for a long time. he has so much guilt and shame. killing is for grown-ups and he’s still a child. i never really got into any of the other ‘teen spy’ novels when i was a kid and i think the reason why i latched onto alex rider specifically is because he is such a good protagonist. as an adult he is still so interesting because it becomes so much clearer how scared and insecure he is a lot of the time. i love him.

my favourite book/season/etc:

my fave season of the show is s1 fyi. ANYWAY.

as previously mentioned my fave book in the series is skeleton key. it is so many things. it’s a coming of age story. it’s a reverse whodunnit. it’s a story about grief. it is so, so uniquely of its time. alex continuously tries and fails at playing happy families (the pleasures, troy and turner, sarov) and never quite hits any of the right notes in any of them because he doesn’t know what it would look like. sarov would rather burn the world than admit that he sent his son to die in a useless proxy war and that it was his fault. it is the last book that was published before the war on terror started in earnest. i know it doesn’t really add to any of the overarcing stuff going on (no scorpia and no rider family drama) and nor does it have many of the other popular elements of the series (again, no scorpia and no rider family, but also no k-unit, no yassen, no julius, barely any whump, alex is basically beaten fair and square by sarov at every term) so i know this is probably an unpopular opinion. but there’s something so gentle about it. it’s so heartbreaking. it’s the point of no return - this is the first time alex chooses to do mi6 a favour instead of strictly being blackmailed into it. sarov killing himself even though he’s on the precipice of victory just because alex has made it explicitly clear that he will never be his son, that he can’t ever really turn back the clock, just fucking guts me. i don’t think this is necessarily the best-constructed book in the series (scorpia is, objectively, the best IMO), but it is my favourite.

also the american edition is totally different to every other edition and features a completely different version of the cia scenes, primarily to make the special agents more sympathetic and less like they fucking hate a child. which is just so cool. i mean the censorship stuff isn’t cool but the difference in editions is fascinating.

my fave episode (if it’s a tv show):

i can’t remember if it’s ep7 or 8 of season 3 but the tv show’s take on what happened at albert bridge. that episode. it was so, so good. i cannot imagine a better way to film it. i loved the interspersing of present with past and they cast john rider SO fucking well. i have a lot of mixed feelings about season 3 (i thought the decision to veer right back into being very book accurate after doing a pretty good job of making it explicitly clear that this was a retelling/its own distinct spin was…confusing) but that episode was perfect. i also really like s1ep8 (because i’m obsessed with kyra).

my fave cast member:

if we’re talking about the show again: marli siu as kyra. she is so fucking cool. and also adding kyra to the show, for all it opened up a can of worms, was the best thing guy burt ever did. i adore kyra so much.

if we’re using cast member to mean ‘recurring main character who isn’t one of my two named favourites’: i have a bit of a soft spot for crawley. i have no idea why, but something about him consistently being described as looking like a second-rate private school teacher forever tickles me. he’s just some guy but he cracks me up for some reason.

my favourite ship:

across the whole AR multiverse of madness, it is probably alex/kyra. i blame them for my sudden het ship renaissance tbh. i was rooting for them like i have never rooted for any heterosexual couple before (although arguably neither of them are het LOL). i think i fainted when they finally kissed in s3.

but if we’re doing book-only (since most of my answers have skewed that way)…hmm. i think i will have a forever fondness for sabina and alex’s invisible string thing they have going on. not friends not lovers but a secret third thing. i also like the toxic yaoi of john/yassen a lot because the fuck is going on THERE. i don’t fuck with alex/yassen because it personally icks me, but like i very much see the vision of yassen recreating the dynamic he had with john but with alex (and the roles reversed). john/yassen most toxic mentorship of all time spread the word.

a character i’d die defending:

sabina pleasure lol. i have in fact made some very snippy posts in the past because like…listen. obviously you are allowed to dislike her. you can dislike any character for any reason. but she has been DISPROPORTIONATELY hated on by the AR fandom. it is pure misogyny. her existence is not ‘getting in the way’ of making any other alex ship canon because sabina/alex isn’t even canon! claiming you dislike her because of ahorz’s bad/inconsistent writing is fair but you cannot say that and then, at the same time, praise the likes of ben daniels (whose identity has been swapped multiple times as a result of bad writing) as your fave character. she reacts badly to the truth in eagle strike but this was not her fault! she was being gaslit! if alex forgave her then i think maybe the fandom can let this go! she is one of the only shreds of normality left in his life and one of her chief functions is to call out alex’s shit and serve as a reality check to him. she did nothing wrong for REAL!!

a character i just can’t sympathise with:

i think it goes without saying that we’re not really meant to sympathise with a lot of these characters, so let me be controversial: mrs jones!!!!

like listen. i’m sorry to hear your kids got kidnapped yeah i actually am like obviously i’m gonna be upset about that innit yeah and tulip you know the only thing is yeah is that no-one can force me to be your mate or anything yeah and i don’t want to be mates wiv you alright? i know mrs jones is meant to be the ‘softer’ option to blunt. i know we are meant to believe, especially in the reboots, that she is better than him. but she isn’t. she talks a big game about how making alex work for them is wrong and that she’s against it, but she is never willing to put her money where her mouth is. she’s the one to goad alex into going to cairo in scorpia rising. in a lot of ways, i think her softer coating makes her a lot more insidious than blunt. this is one of the reasons i kind of went off the tv show towards the end: they made show!jones WAY too nice and sympathetic, and that’s just not who she is.

and don’t get it twisted: i think she’s fascinating. i love her character and her different faces are so, so interesting in a series that tends to stick women in the whore or mother box respectively. but i do not sympathise with her. i like her character, but i don’t like HER.

a character i grew to love:

am i allowed to say sabina again. because it is, genuinely, sabina. it took me YEARS to come around on her and then when i finally did it it was so worth it. but maybe i can’t say sabina for three different answers LOL.

this is genuinely a difficult question because there are a lot of characters in this series that i don’t LIKE but i LOVE in the sense that i find them interesting. i think jack has genuinely grown on me over the years, mostly as a result of the secret weapon short stories. it didn’t seem like it when i first read the series as a kid, but she’s so young, and she is functionally helpless—she wants to look after alex, but she’s an illegal immigrant with no blood relation to him, who at best is another way for mi6 to exploit him and at worst is a way for scorpia to exploit him. i have a lot more sympathy and respect for her now. and on a similar (yet wildly different) note: i hate ian rider, but he has slowly grown into the alex rider character i think about the most. what the fuck was up with him. what was up with him and john. did he know what he was doing when he raised alex to be a child soldier? is there a reason why yassen killed him but spared alex despite both of them being john’s blood relatives? i’m just so!!!

my anti otp:

sorry guys…it is yalex, i’m afraid. like i said: i can see the vision, but i can’t personally get past them meeting when alex is 14 and yassen is in his 30s. even in aus where they meet as adults i still get squicked out. honestly wish i could get over my aversion to it (at least a little) because i have read some FANTASTIC fics that had background yalex rumblings and i’m almost definitely depriving myself of a bunch of amazing fic by not really being willing to read anything where they’re at the forefront, but it’s just not for me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Hello, I am a huge fan of your work and I’ve been following you for a while! I am a gay Greek student at the History & Mythology department from Aristotle University. I had to do a lot of research and homework regarding certain subjects and one of them was Κρόκος (Krokos/Crocus). Crocus was in fact in love with a nymph named Smilax, but was never, in any valid story, involved with Hermes romantically. Contrary to popular belief, homosexuality was something that was condemned in the majority of most city-states of ancient Greece, especially Athens. In fact, they even had the derogatory term for gay people “kinaidos” (κίναιδος) and they were banned from participating in politics, banned from the Olympics, banned from participating in the war, banned from being priests and in worse cases, they were sentenced to death. :( “Αν τις Αθηναίος εταιρήση, με έξεστω αυτω των εννέα αρχόντων γενέσθαι, μηδέ ιερωσύνην ιερώσασθαι, μηδέ συνδικήσαι τω δήμω, μηδέ αρχήν αρχέτω μηδεμιάν, μήτε ενδημον, μήτε υπερόριον, μήτε κληρωτήν, μήτε χειροτονητήν, μηδέ επικυρήκειαν αποστελλέσθω, μηδέ γνώμην λεγέτω, μηδέ εις τα δημοτελή ιερά εισίτω, μηδέ εν ταις κοιναίς σταφονοφορίες σταφανούσθω, μηδέ εντός των της αγοράς περιρραντηριων πορευέσθω.

Εάν δε ταύτα τις ποιή,καταγνωσθέντως αυτού εταιρείν, θανάτω ζημιούσθω.” Translation: “If an Athenean performs this, he will not be allowed to become member of the 9 lords, he will not be able to become a priest, he will not be able to become an advocate of the people, he will have no authority inside or outside of Athens, he cannot become a war preacher, he will not be able to express his opinion, he will not be allowed to enter the sacred public temples, he will not be able to take walks happening in Agora. If he ignores any of these laws he will be sentenced to death.” - Solon Laws in book 5, chapter 5

Also, the term “Pederastry” actually meant “Mentoship” and it had nothing to do with sexual relationship between a male teacher and a male student. Many of the homosexual depictions regarding historical and mythological figures are created in modern times without any evidence to back it up. For instance, Achilles and Patroclus are often assumed to be lovers in modern media when in all actuality they were just cousins. Patroclus’ father Μενοίτιος (Menoetius) and Achilles’ father Πηλέας (Peleus) were brothers.

Alexander the Great was never in a relationship with his best friend Hephaestion as there’s no evidence to back it up besides him telling him his secrets and mourning his death.

The only historical figure that could be a legit bisexual was Sappho from the island Lesbos (which is why Greece now calls the island “Mytelene” to avoid any association with lesbians, despite it being the name of one of the cities there). She was accused of being a promiscuous woman who was sleeping with many men and that she was a woman-lover due to her poems, but this is still up to debate to this day.

The worst of all is that most pictures involving homosexual activity used as evidence to prove queerness have been modern remakes of an ancient artifacts depicting heterosexuality (or even the rape of women). Eros Kalos is responsible for many of these “queer copies”.

This deeply saddens me as I am a homosexual myself, but I don’t think Ancient Greece deserves credit for being “open-minded” on the subject knowing that they would treat me badly if I was born in my country in that era. I don’t feel comfortable with people trying to prove that it was gay when that’s not true at all. Anyway, I am very happy that artists like you exist and make their own fictional versions of the characters in ways that feel comfortable for us to look at. Stay amazing. <3

Wow, this was a super interesting read !!! Thanks for all the helpful info :3 It's sometimes difficult to discern what "love" between gods and mortals means in the translated texts, as sometimes it can mean romantic/sexual love, and other times it just means godly love, i.e. mortals who were "chosen" by gods to be their patrons (so just having a very strong spiritual connection in the same way the Christian God "loves his children") and I feel like sometimes those two things become conflated a lot in discussion around those stories, but that's why it's always important to listen to other interpretations and translations to try and get the most accurate recounting possible.

Mind you, I am not Greek so take ALL of my opinions on this topic with OLYMPUS-SIZED-MOUNTAINS OF SALT LOL

I actually had no idea about the Alexander the Great x Hephaestion thing, and upon searching it up, it brought up articles about a Netflix production? Would I be wrong in assuming that's what motivated you to clarify on that ? 😆 (or is it just a common sentiment these days? genuinely asking haha I'm not so sharp on my Alexander the Great lore these days 😔🤡)

I absolutely agree that Greece itself isn't exactly a pillar of LGBTQ+ representation or rights (it is, after all, predominantly Orthodox Christian and they just legalized gay marriage in this, the year of our suffering 2024) and it's important not to put on blinders or use our connection to the gods and myths to erase what's going on historically. It's certainly not a magical imperfect wonderland - no culture or country is - and the more people are aware of that, the more they can become aware of ongoing issues and fight for things like equal rights (as they should!) so they can move towards positive change.

I think there's definitely lots to be said about the fandomification of Greek myth as well, where a lot of people take fun in the cute / funny / easy-to-headcanon parts of the myths without recognizing where they come from, why they were written, and who they were written for. It's easy to be a non-Greek person consuming and engaging with all the fun parts of the myths, because we get the privilege of being outsiders looking in who can interpret the myths in our own way free of consequences or the reality of the culture these myths are from. And I say that as someone who's not Greek and absolutely falls into that camp! Some of us use that privilege responsibly, others... not so much. And again, that's something that can happen with any culture (though I can definitely name a handful that have become notorious for how fandomified they've become through pop culture cough Japan cough Korea cough Canada, yes I fucking said Canada-)

That said, as with any culture that becomes more popularized with people outside of it, as much as that can lead to harm and misrepresentation in many ways, it can also lead to a lot of joy and appreciation. I'm glad that so many people have found themselves in the myths and find their hope through them and reclaim their power through them even if they've had a messy history. I see this sort of reclamation thriving in Christian mythology as well, through those who want to reclaim the beauty of many of its stories and messages and express the joy and love and compassion in them, rather than using them for hate and discrimination as they're so commonly and systematically used. In that way I think you can easily have adaptions that aren't historically accurate, but are more reflective of the culture and hopes and dreams of the people who are retelling them in the modern day. I think it's important to keep both in mind.

IMO it's one of those "if we don't find joy in it and use it to spread love to others, that means the bigots get to use it for harm" type things, if that makes sense :'0 But that doesn't mean we should pretend like history never happened, because in doing so, we're doomed to repeat it. We should always do our best to respect where these stories came from, and do more to learn about them when we get the opportunity to do so, because not doing so is how we end up with adaptions and "retellings" that are so far removed from the source material - but still ingrain themselves so seriously without a shred of transparency - that they almost become erasure in and of themselves. As I say a lot here, balance is key, and we should always be making efforts to learn ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡

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♥️ Ranking Richonne

#29: Never Seen Your Face Like That (S5E12)

I love that Rick and Michonne low-key tell on themselves in this scene lol. I can’t help but smile and laugh when watching this exchange cuz the attraction between them is BLATANT. Let me tell you, these two find each other hot and it’s clear as day lol. And it’s cute seeing them both try to be casual with it but not being able to resist reacting to each other with obvious attraction. Their pre-canon era was a time. 😋 It’s like this dance to keep things appearing 'platonic,' when they’re clearly feeling so much more...

At the start of the scene we see all of tf in this quiet moment, and then we hear Michonne’s satisfied sigh as she joins her family with a refreshed smile. Interestingly, she does not seem to be getting red flags about ASZ, whereas others are more on edge - which is understandable for them but also goes to show why Michonne’s gut instinct can always be trusted.

She asks how long she was in there for - and it seems rhetorical, but my sweet man Rick is going to tell on himself by giving an exact answer lol. I love that he’s the one to respond and that he doesn’t just say “a while” or a general answer. No - this man says “20 minutes.” She’s on his radar always. And it’s cute that this scene between them starts with talk of toothbrushes because we know how much "dental hygiene" will bless us in season 6. 😏

Michonne says she couldn’t stop brushing as Rick walks into frame, which I’ve always found cute cuz he knows this is the big reveal where she gets to see his clean-shaven face for the first time, especially after her whole “your face is losing the war” comments from s4.

I love that Sis literally has to pause as she notices his face. Who can blame her? And I always really appreciate that Rick actually let’s the moment breathe for a sec as she takes in his new look. We see later how he reacts when Deanna notices his face and says 'wow.' He’s much more dismissive or not wanting that attention on him - but with Michonne, he seems in a bashful way to really want her to see him and to like what she sees as he positions himself in better lighting with a slight smile.

And Michonne most definitely likes what she sees. Y’all, the way she is looking at him - He’s fine fine to her.  Like I've said before, from both of them, even during their best friends phase it was always giving 'that’s my hot best friend,' make no mistake. 

Michonne says this 'huh' that almost seems to slip out before her mind can filter, and that 'huh' suggests she certainly has some positive thoughts on Rick's new look.

I will forever love the way Danai delivers the line, “I’ve never, I’ve never seen your face like that.” It has that dash of smitten flirtiness that is just so adorable. And Michonne’s smile. 😊 The best. Her face says it all. It makes it loud and clear that she likes his new look a lot, and I love that she also vocally reacts to it.

Even just the pause between saying she’s never, she’s never seen his face like that. He got her a little flustered, and I’m here for it. No one but Rick Grimes is getting Michonne, queen of composure, smitten like this. 😋

And then Rick says how he felt the same way before and after as he walks in her direction and I think tries to idk play off all the attraction that’s being emitted from the two of them, but like it can’t ever be denied or downplayed.

(Side note: I know some of tf had to be up in this living room seeing Rick and Michonne reacting to each other like this and thinking...

And I just like that it’s clear what Michonne thinks of his face matters to him. Everything about her and what she thinks matters to Rick, as not just his bestie but as something more too. 

(Also, tell me it's not just me who will see pre-canon scenes like this one and just stop to take a moment to marvel at the fact that these two went on to have a baby together. It never fails to bring me joy. 🤗)

And what Rick thinks also matters to Michonne, cuz she stops him and tells him she gets why they’re playing it safe and “we should,” which lets you know that no matter how much she wants this place to work, she’s with Rick first and foremost. But she has a good feeling about this place, because Michonne is always right. And considering this place will be where she and him finally have room to build a home, rediscover their humanity, enjoy their romance, and expand their family - she was definitely right to have a good feeling about this place. 👌🏽

Rick responds saying he hopes Michonne is right, which again cements how a huge reason all of them are even at ASZ is because Rick wanted to give Michonne’s way a chance. He’s still in many ways going off of her gut over his own, and I love that he trusts her that much to do that and wants her to be right. That’s a special influence reserved just for her. And Michonne responds "yeah, me too" cuz she also knows how it was her push to go here that led them here.

Watching this whole scene back - this is such a couple-y moment between them. If you would have told me this was post-canon I’d believe you because this whole scene was giving couple.  Like every second was saying...

The Deanna moment comes directly after this scene between Rick and Michonne and it’s this immediate contrast between how Rick reacts to Michonne noticing his face and the groan he gives Deanna when she notices.

I also like that Deanna drops her first hint that she’s a Richonner when she tells Rick she’s given him a job she just hasn’t told him yet, “same with Michonne.” As I've said before, I’ll always love how Deanna, renowned for getting a good read on people, immediately saw the similarities and partnership of Rick and Michonne and paired them together in the same job. She knew they go together. (Also the scene ends with Deanna telling Rick he looks good, which again is another sign she has good judgment lol. 💁🏽‍♀️)

I love how often Richonne would have these Richonne bubble moments in front of all tf in s5. Like it occurs quite a bit cuz they can’t help it. And this is one of those pre-canon scenes where you just know these two are destined to become a couple. Because Rick and Michonne love and trust each other, but also really want and desire each other too. 😌