#he could’ve remembered her saying she liked it 🥺🥺

[gazeboarcade]

hmmmmm just some ideas

[pupyuj]

→ “your colorful secrets.” || jang wonyoung x reader fic.

— weeks after the event which you call "the weirdest thing that's ever happened all year", wonyoung approaches you about your 'strange' behavior towards her in the most 'wonyoung' way possible...

word count: 10.6k

dynamic: dom!mean girl!jang wonyoung x sub!nerd!reader.

content warnings: smut, fingering, clit play, nipple play, masturbation (for like, a minute lmao), overstimulation, mommy kink, degradation.

requested? : kind of!

a/n: well, we finally made it ya'll! 😭😭💞 i feel like i'm gonna say this about every fic i write here from now on but PHEWWW THIS QUITE LITERALLY TOOK FOREVER?? but i was more than happy to flesh this little universe out more and revisit our favorite mean girl and her awkward nerd <33 just like you guys, "magic words" is one of my favorite things that i have written so even though this kinda took me wayyy too long to finish, I WAS SO HAPPY THAT I STILL DID IT UEUEUE MEAN GIRL WONY MY BELOVED 🥺💓 anyhow, i really, really hope you guys enjoy this and here's to more mean girl wonys in the future hehehe

p.s. i hope ya'll don't get bored too easily bcs wow there's a shit ton of talking in the first half of this fic—

previous: magic words.

jang wonyoung was late. 

to class.

which wasn’t exactly all that surprising considering she thinks she can do whatever she wants. but she was never late to class. you would know—you were always waiting until she entered the room. it was like you were never calm until she appeared, but that was because you have had the biggest, lamest crush on her all year. even the professor took a pause when he called wonyoung’s name for attendance and nobody was there to respond with “i’m here, professor~” and a cheeky smile. you stared at the empty seat in the middle of the classroom, wonyoung’s seat, and wondered what could’ve been in her way for her to— 

“just hold on for mommy, ‘kay?”

you dropped your pen, covering your red face with your hands. your seatmate gave you a brief look before going back to reading her notes. did you really have to think about that first thing in the morning? well, it wasn’t as if it was all you have been thinking about for the past two weeks: wonyoung’s lips on yours, her hands all over you, her sweet voice soothing you, and her eyes looking at you like you were her last meal… you still couldn’t believe that entire thing even happened!

ever since then, things have been really weird. a lot of people looked at you more when before wonyoung fucked you, you were usually ignored which you liked. and you knew everybody whispered about you and wonyoung too. neither of you were being discreet in that room in the library that day so you heard all sorts of things from your fellow students the day after. usually about how they didn’t think you were that kind of girl, or how they never thought wonyoung would ever consider fucking ‘someone like you’. see, other people would be mad if they heard some strangers say all those things about them but actually, you agreed with them.

everything about that day went against a lot of things that you thought about yourself. well, you weren’t planning on staying a virgin forever but you really didn’t expect for it to be taken by jang wonyoung of all people!

“come on, baby. give me a show.”

you squeezed your thighs together, your heart hammering inside your chest. god, it almost felt like wonyoung was right up against your ear—talking to you and berating you for thinking about her 24/7 after she fucked you. you felt your core clench upon remembering how warm wonyoung’s hands were, how her fingers felt ramming inside you… god, you wanted it all again. but there was no way she would agree to that, right? knowing wonyoung and the kind of girl that she was, that would be the only time she would fuck you, right?

a pink jacket catches your attention, making you look up from your thighs. jang wonyoung has finally arrived. she was talking to the professor as she sat in her seat, all smiles and giggles as usual. she throws a brief glance over her shoulder, sharp eyes meeting yours. you didn’t miss the way the corner of her mouth lifted up, smirking at you as she eyed you down. you didn’t even know how the fuck she was able to do that within a millisecond of looking at you, but she did it anyway and it only made you squirm in your seat.

oh, how pathetic you were. you’ve been feeling all sorts of things after wonyoung fucked you, but you never knew what to do about them. for now, you just wanted to get through another day of being in wonyoung’s presence despite everything that’s happened. she hasn’t spoken much to you since that day and you doubted that anything was going to change—she’s jang wonyoung after all. you were probably just another hook-up to her, something she’s bound to forget about in a week or so.

(see, that was just all kinds of wrong because right at this moment, all the nosy people who were staring at wonyoung can clearly see how she spared your pitiful figure by the window little glances every other minute with a sly smile on her face. she didn’t make an effort to be discreet. she never does. when jang wonyoung likes something, she is going to let people know—she has to! or else they’ll all just think you’re up for grabs.

no. wonyoung was going to show them only she can really pull all the nice girls in this school. especially you—(y/n) (l/n), the campus’ adorably awkward bookworm who’s very endearingly clumsy despite her well-put appearance. god, how wonyoung had become obsessed with you and you had absolutely no idea.

but it was more than just your character too. for a while now, actually ever since she fucked you, something about you has been bothering her mind. it’s made her unable to stop thinking about you and truthfully, it fucking pissed her off so much that she had to brainstorm a plan, a solution, for it. which became the reason why she was late today. will wonyoung actually execute it? who knows! for now, she can stare at you scribbling on your notes and laugh to herself because she knew, oh she so knew, that every time you paused, shut your eyes, and shook your head—you were thinking about her.)

thankfully, the class ended after another hour and a half. halfway through it all, you got bored and opted to stare out the window. so much so that you didn’t realize class was over until the familiar scent of money and local fame wafted into your nose—wonyoung had walked past you, and she winked at you. you found yourself freezing up in your seat, so fucking pathetic. nobody seemed to notice what wonyoung had just done which was fortunate for you! with bright red cheeks and ears, you packed up our belongings in record time and swiftly power-walked your way out of the classroom.

the attention that was put on you as you walked along the hallways of the building was annoying, for the lack of a better word. it seems like everybody was looking at you as if this was the very first instance of a loser somehow ‘getting’ the popular girl to sleep with her. sometimes, you wish it never happened. as good as it felt, the aftermath was almost not worth it. you’ve heard cruel things being said about you after that day and to save your enrollment, you kept yourself quiet and pretended like you were unaware. except that you weren’t, so every time you make eye contact with someone and they start whispering to their friend or something, it only adds up to that pool of anger that was slowly building up from the pit of your stomach.

still, you couldn’t bring yourself to blame wonyoung for it all. you were part of the act as much as she was but you also can’t say that you brought all this attention and rumors to yourself. you blamed the other girl’s stupid reputation, actually. but it’s not like you can rewind time and make yourself leave that goddamn room when you thought wonyoung was never going to come. there was no point in dwelling on it now. it happened and you have to live with the consequences. being talked about isn’t half as bad as the threat of your scholarship getting revoked anyway.

you were right on the other side of the building when you realized you had no idea where you wanted to go. you just wanted to get out of that classroom, away from wonyoung’s sights so she can’t have you acting up in front of everybody. not that you would actually be able to make stable eye contact with her anyway. naturally, you found yourself marching towards the washroom. you were nearing to the door when you heard a few girls chattering lively.

you entered the washroom and there stood in front of the mirror were kim jiwon and shim jayoon—your acquaintances and wonyoung’s super smart best friends from one of the science programs. they were the last people you wanted to see face-to-face and for good reason! as soon as they saw you, they squealed and grabbed your arm, yanking you to stand in front of the mirror with them. “there’s the woman of the hour!” jiwon teased, lightly pinching your cheek.

“more like woman of the week—literally nobody is shutting up about you! this must feel like heaven.” jayoon nudges your arm, firmly believing that you liked all of the attention you were getting when you really didn’t. you would do anything to be invisible again.

“is this really what it feels like to be popular? i hate it,” you grumbled, earning a sigh from jayoon. “i don’t know how you guys ever manage.”

“you have an outdated opinion about all of this, baby girl! don’t you like having everyone’s eyes on you? now they’ll see how much of a pretty little thing you are—it’s great!” jiwon said. no, she was not very successful in convincing you that this wasn’t the worst thing that’s ever happened in your academic life so far. but you decided that you wouldn’t fight her on it and instead, stand idly between the two girls while they gossiped and twirled and played with your hair.

you were completely signed off from the conversation; the only thing in your mind was the feeling of wonyoung’s hands in your hair while she kissed you. unconsciously, you touched your lips with your fingers. fuck.

“oh, you’ve got it bad, huh?” jiwon teases.

“hey, don’t blame (y/n)! wonyoung’s a good kisser—i’d miss her lips too,” jayoon sighs dreamily. then she gasps and grips your forearm tightly. “do you want to fuck her again?” she asked with shiny eyes.

“w-what?!”

“where’d you get your information from, jayoon? wonyoung fucked her.”

“oh, right!”

you covered your face with your hands, “please stop talking.”

jayoon forcefully pries your hand off your face, “listen, gaeul-sunbae is having a party next week and we’ll be there with wonyoung! you should come! we’ll make sure to get you guys a room.” jayoon says with a wink. god, they’d let the two of you fuck in a house full of your schoolmates?! that would just add onto your world of troubles.

“i’m not going to any party and i’m never sleeping with wonyoung again, okay? i just—i want this all to end. i hate it when i’m looked at.” you gently wiggled yourself out of the two girls’ hold and once again marched towards the door.

“you shouldn’t have fucked her then.” jayoon says with a shrug as you reach for the handle, making you pause.

“she fucked me.” you corrected your friend before swinging the door open and exiting the washroom.

“yeah jayoon get your facts straight!” you heard jiwon laugh as you bolted out of the washroom. you rolled your eyes, shaking your head, and glaring at the first person you saw in the hallway. the person in question raised an eyebrow before turning to talk with his friend, eyes lingering on your leaving figure.

gosh, this school was a nightmare.

nevertheless, you survive the long walk back to your classroom without sparing another person a glance. did you bump into people because you absolutely refused to look up? yes! did you care? not at all. it was much, much better than dealing with the scrutiny in everyone’s eyes. apparently, sex was only a problem when the girl who wanted nothing to do with it actually did it. every time you remembered how everyone in the library looked at you after you and wonyoung left that private room, you wanted to scream. literally. all of the negative things that came after the event made you forget about the sweet stuff. like the way wonyoung insisted on driving you home, how she walked you to a bus stop when you refused to ride with her, how she patiently and wordlessly waited for your bus with you, and how she gave you a kiss on the cheek when your bus did arrive.

but what good was having wonyoung’s attention if everybody was also going to look at you, but in a worse light?

you knew it probably wasn’t fair, but you grew a tiny bit of resentment towards the popular girl.

you entered your classroom after a deep breath—eyes glued to the ground and hands hidden under the straps of your backpack. it felt like you were back in high school all over again. this sucked so bad. but unfortunately, getting to your seat was only a bumpy road! all you had to do was not look up and start reading material once you’ve sat down. it should be so easy. of course, fate had other ideas.

wonyoung had bumped into you while walking towards her own seat, forcing you to tear your gaze from the ground to look at her. oh, she was so pretty—no, (y/n)! “sorry.” wonyoung says with a cheeky smile. (she was excited that she finally got you to look at her. and as expected…) you blushed, merely looking away from the other girl before rushing to your seat. you heard a few giggles behind you which only confirmed your suspicions—it was definitely planned. it didn’t help that your cheeks and ears were flushed red… gosh, even your neck felt warm. you know what also didn’t help? how wonyoung’s intense gaze didn’t leave your figure for a while. you could feel her staring at you like you were some piece of meat for her to devour and you weren’t even exaggerating by saying all that!

it was the same kind of look she was giving you right before she kissed you that day. despite your resistance, you met wonyoung’s stare. you noticed that she was surprised to see you raise your head, but it looked like it pleased her more than anything. wonyoung tilts her head and smiles slyly at you while her eyes travel from your hands, your exposed thighs, to your legs… now who knew jang wonyoung could be such a pervert? you squeezed your thighs together, glaring slightly at wonyoung who merely giggled before finally turning around and facing the front.

things like that—wonyoung’s attention, her interest, her affection—were the only good to come out from that hook-up. the rest? the side-eyes, the rumors, the whispers, the unwanted popularity spike? you wanted nothing to do with it. but, again, it wasn’t like you could reverse time.

so, you were going to do what you’ve always been good at: hide yourself to the point of invisibility. it’s never failed you before, and it shouldn’t now.

the only challenge was jang wonyoung herself—will she let you out of her sight?

you didn’t want to think about the most obvious answer. instead, you tried your damned hardest to not think about her at all for the rest of the day. you poured all of your attention to the lectures, the coursework, and the notes. basically anything just to avoid hearing her voice in your head again. at least it wasn’t as bad as the first few days after she fucked you. during those times, you quite literally replayed the entire thing in your head every minute. it wasn’t surprising that you ended up failing a few small quizzes around that time.

when you’ve put every belonging you had in your backpack, you practically rushed to get up from your seat and headed to the door. avoiding every eye that latched onto your figure. you successfully passed wonyoung’s seat without trouble until…

“ah, (y/n)! finally, i can talk to you.”

ms. lim, the professor for your last class of the day, calls you. you turned around with a tight-lipped smile on your face, reluctantly walking closer to the teacher’s desk while most of your classmates walked out of the door. wonyoung was still in the room. she was staring. fuck, why is she always staring?!

“i wanted to thank you for all the help you gave last week for jiyoung’s little… ‘art for amateurs’ club.” ms. lim sighed at the name (she has always hated it but ms. kim jiyoung, her fiancé, loved it too much to change it) and smiled up at you.

“no need for thanks, ma’am. i was passing by the art room that day and i just thought i’d help.” you hear a few people shuffle behind you. more students walking out. a flash of pink walks by behind you. wonyoung. you blinked and smiled at the professor, acting as normal as you could.

“if you don’t mind, i need you to do another favor for me,” ms. lim opens up one of her drawers and carefully takes out a lunch bag from it. the professor smiles sheepishly at you. “i hate to ask my students to do little chores like this. but i’m going to be preoccupied with grading and lesson plans for the rest of the day and that idiot jiyoung forgot to grab her food from me.”

you chuckled lightly, “hard to imagine ms. kim of all people would forget about her food. i’ll take it to her, no worries.” you carefully held the lunch bag in your hands and smiled at your professor.

“thank you, (y/n). she’s been all over the place lately! worrying about this one special pupil of hers that she’s practically begging to put up a piece of her work in the walls of the art building. it’s a whole thing, i won’t bore you about it. run along.” ms. lim waves you off with a laugh. you bowed to the professor before happily exiting the classroom with ms. kim’s lunch bag in hand. when you left the room, you saw that the hallways were still quite full with students lounging about—looks like it wasn’t going to be an easy walk to the fine arts building but oh well.

the first hurdle was squeezing through a crowd of jocks from different teams creating a ruckus in the middle of the hallway. the second struggle was nearly getting picked on by said jocks when they just so happened to notice you sneaking by. thankfully, a nice cheerleader with red hair diverted their attention so you could slip away. it was a quiet and pleasant walk along the school courtyard towards the fine arts building from there, with only the wind and soft rustling of leaves accompanying you.

the building was quiet, save for your own footsteps. usually, the hallways would be filled with sounds of casual chatter and the muffled voices of instructors and students alike. you had to say though, you much rather preferred the silence. it was comforting. you were usually surrounded with a lot of yelling, hollering, and laughing which sometimes wasn’t all that bad but considering everything that’s been happening the fast few days… yeah, this was preferable.

it didn’t take long for you to reach ms. kim’s classroom, and there you were met with a vast empty room littered with half-finished paintings and beautiful illustrations created by the students and ms. kim herself. there was a backpack and a big canvas set near the back of the classroom but you pay it no mind. it was common for students to stay after school hours just to kill time or work on their projects. you put down the lunch bag on ms. kim’s desk, all the more ready to turn around and leave when a particular painting caught your eye.

it wasn’t anything special by any means. in fact, it was buried behind more colorful paintings and you could only see half of it. you approached the painting, looking around the other canvases just to see it in full. it didn’t look finished, but then again maybe that was part of the appeal. the painting was that of an arrangement of beautiful flowers in a jar, they were wilting. or maybe they were just coming to life, looking at the soft streams of sunlight that shone down on them.

regardless, you didn’t have the luxury to analyze the painting any further when you heard shuffling behind you. alarmed, you turned your head quickly and… well, fuck.

“wonyoung…”

the tall girl clad in pinks and blues smiles at you. it wasn’t a very comforting smile.

“the one and only,” well, that sounded familiar. you watched as wonyoung threads the ends of her hair using her dainty little fingers. a smirk dances on her lips while she stares you down, very much liking how she has rendered you speechless with her mere presence. a bit of a dramatic statement but it was true! “how’d you like my work?” wonyoung asked, eyes quickly flickering over to the flower painting behind you.

you followed her stare, but quickly looked back at her in shock. “you painted that?” you gasped.

“you make me sound like i’m just a stupid bimbo,” wonyoung sighs dramatically. “of course, i painted it. would anyone else’s work look as gorgeous?” ‘charming’ as ever, wonyoung flips her hair over her shoulder with a smug look on her pretty face. you turned away, very quickly rolling your eyes before settling them back on the painting. you were impressed. you wouldn’t have guessed that wonyoung of all people would have that kind of talent, but then again, she is one of the class-toppers and nobody knows who she is exactly.

“it’s beautiful.” you admitted. you heard wonyoung chuckle, but she doesn’t say much else. you don’t look back at her, choosing to stare at her painting instead. again, something stopped you from looking further into it. wonyoung stood beside you, briefly looking at her painting with a somber look on her face before quickly covering it up with her usual cheeky, queen bitch smile. it was dead silent. did you even want to speak to her? for two weeks, you’ve resented all the attention that was given to you because of her. you’ve glared at the back of her head, cursed her in your mind whenever some students whispered about you… but somehow, you’re the one who’s tongue-tied now that you were actually alone with her.

it was confusing—feelings, that is. hell, the last real face-to-face interaction you’ve had with her was on that day. when she kissed your cheek before you got on your bus.

“wasn’t expecting you to be here, (y/n),” wonyoung unzips her pink jacket, slowly taking it off before putting it on an empty seat. you watched her from the corner of your eye, she was taking deep breaths and you could hear her. then she fixes her hair and turns around wearing a glowing smile. “but this is just perfect.” she steps towards you and instinctively, you jolted backwards.

“i-i just dropped something off for ms. kim… from ms. lim, i mean. i should get going.” well, it wasn’t going to be easy! what with wonyoung being inside your personal bubble and your heart beating so fast that you can’t quite hear your own thoughts. it didn’t help that she towered over you, and again, her perfume was a fucking weapon—rendering you immobile.

“don’t be like that, (y/n). i’m upset with you.” wonyoung says with a pout. cute, but you really shouldn’t let your stupid crush on her stop you from just getting the hell away! wonyoung was fascinated with the way your eyes wandered. she knew that no matter how angry you were with her, she was always going to have the same effect on you. and it was delicious. being able to have that much of an impact on someone. 

“you never called or texted me. i was waiting, especially after i sent you home,” wonyoung stands even closer and for a second, you actually saw some kind of emotion in her eyes. dissatisfaction, perhaps. “didn’t know you were like that, (y/n).”

“i d-didn’t even think you’d want me to contact you after… after all of that.”

“i wouldn’t have given you my number if i didn’t want you begging for more of me over the phone, dumbass.” wonyoung bumps your shoulder with her own as she walks past you. the way you looked (confused and… so fucking stupid) must’ve made her pissed, judging by the way she started dragging her equipment around with her eyebrows furrowed and eyes glaring at you every now and then. you stood there awkwardly, fiddling with the hem of your uniform. you should really leave. you had things to do at home! this wasn’t a time to waste with someone who was mad at you and someone you were mad with.

all it takes was a period of silence to remind of how much wonyoung affected your life. and suddenly all the anger was back. the longer you stood there and looked at her, the more it boiled up and threatened to tip over. but you were going to be mature. you were going to leave the classroom and go on with your life, leaving it all (wonyoung) behind.

“i have a few ideas on how you can make it up to me though.” wonyoung averts her gaze from the empty canvas in front of her to you.

given the way she was looking at you—or rather, has been looking at you, wonyoung was up to no good. and if you wanted any chance to redeem the little reputation you had in this academy, you had to be strong and not get swayed by her and her pretty little face and those soft lips and that mesmerizing pair of eyes. you shook your head, “i am not fucking with you again, wonyoung.”

the taller girl laughed, “what? did it look like i was going to make you do that? gee, (y/n), it takes one hook-up to corrupt you, huh?” wonyoung laughs, a smirk making its way to her face when she sees you glaring daggers at her. “you’re going to be my muse.” she says, crossing her arms and scanning you up and down. gosh, she didn’t even bother to hide the lust behind her stare… but you could tell that her statement wasn’t a joke.

“you’re… going to paint me?” you asked. wonyoung hums, staring right at you as she pulled her hair up to a ponytail, quietly anticipating your answer while you stood idly by the windows.

“only reason i’m here is because ms. kim has been begging for me to put something of my own up in the hallways. usually i would just refuse but the lady’s been nice to me since i stepped a foot in this school so why not? plus, what’s a better subject than my latest and possibly most popular fling?” wonyoung gives you a very sarcastic smile that makes you roll your eyes. you seriously needed to get out of here.

you were more than ready to leave until you remembered the way wonyoung’s eyes looked when she confronted you about the silence you gave her. then a pang of guilt hits you the more you think about her actions after the two of you hooked up. the walking together, the waiting together, and the kiss on the cheek. maybe attempting to cut her off was a dick move on your part…

“okay.”

wonyoung’s face visibly lights up. adorable.

“where do you want me?” you asked, blushing at the sight of the cute look on her face. all of your activities can wait. you wouldn’t have been able to live with yourself knowing that you were potentially hurting someone. albeit unintentionally and the person in question being your best slash worst nightmare.

“just sit in front of me and we’ll figure it out from there.” and so, you and wonyoung get to work. well, of course it was mostly her doing the work while you just sat on a stool and listened carefully to whatever she told you. 

oddly enough, the weight of her stare wasn’t as intimidating or nerve-wracking like it usually was. wonyoung had a certain softness in her eyes as she studied your features closely, and every time you figured that she saw something she liked, something would sparkle behind those beautiful brown eyes. watching wonyoung in what seems to be her natural environment… well, ‘unexpected’ would be the understatement of the year. you figured it would be parties and social clubs and outlet malls but then again, nobody really knew wonyoung.

getting so much as a glimpse of the untouchable popular girl was truly something. and despite everything that’s happened you find yourself feeling the way you did the first time you laid eyes on her on campus during freshman year. awestruck, with your heart nearly beating out of your chest as you desperately tried to look at something that isn’t her but ultimately failing. wonyoung gives you a smile, and it wasn’t her usual cheeky-teasing one. she looked… bashful? and is that a hint of pink on her cheeks?

it was strange to see, but you ended up smiling a little at the sight of a rare cute wonyoung. the tall girl’s cheeks show a deeper shade of pink as soon as your lips curled up in a smile, making you giggle a little. not a lot of words were shared between the two of you after that as wonyoung completely immerses herself in her work. and during that entire time you just stared at her, admiring her focused state. you wondered if she was concerned at all about making a mistake—her hand moved skillfully across the canvas with the attitude of someone that was sure about their abilities. you would hear an occasional tut partnered with a quick hum and followed by a quiet, satisfied laugh, giving you the impression that wonyoung was confident about the picture she was painting of you.

you’ve never been more curious in your life. you wanted to know how wonyoung sees you. it would be from an artist’s perspective but maybe you’ll see even a spot of how wonyoung truly sees you deep inside. especially after everything that has gone down between the two of you, and especially after her reaction to you forcing yourself to forget her existence for two weeks. it’s not like you were looking for any chance of the popular girl returning your feelings, you just wanted to know if you were anything to her at all. maybe you’ll get to know it here.

“(y/n),” wonyoung snaps you back into reality. she beckons you over with a proud look on her face. “come over here. see if you like it.”

soon enough, you were standing beside wonyoung, staring at the most impressive painting in the room. it was you; sitting on that stool wearing a gentle smile, but almost half of your entire form was covered by a slightly see-through curtain and the tiniest streams of sunlight. at first glance, the painting looks incomplete or rather, abruptly finished but it looks perfect in your eyes. and on wonyoung’s eyes too, judging by the way she looked at her own work with approval.

“it’s beautiful, wonyoung.” you said with a grateful smile.

“mhm. it’s y—” wonyoung pauses, and clears her throat. “obviously.” she said, chuckling awkwardly and flipping her hair over her shoulder with less flair than usual. you did not know what the hell that was all about. (“it’s you.” wonyoung wanted to say. but she bit her tongue real quick. why? well, jang wonyoung was not one to try to woo a nerd of all things like that! but really though—it’s you. of course it’s beautiful.)

you were admiring the painting some more and the longer you did, the more you noticed just how many details wonyoung put into it. from the slight crinkle of your eyes while you’re smiling down to that tiny little scar you had on your right cheek. amazing.

“w-wait, you’re going to put this up in this building?” you asked, now blushing wildly. it’s not even that you were embarrassed of having your face put up in the fine hallways of this campus (there have been many instances of your face being plastered everywhere because of your very impressive achievements as an honor student). it’s the fact that wonyoung was involved in all of this that makes it all complicated.

“no.”

surprised, you looked at wonyoung with slightly widened eyes. she worked hard for this painting for the sole reason of putting it up, and now she won’t? maybe she sensed your discomfort at the thought of putting up a painting of you made by wonyoung, which you know would just repeat the never-ending nightmare of being surrounded by rumors all over again. you would ask the tall girl to give you a reason why, but you noticed that she was standing closer to you now, eyes darkened and very much drawing you in.

just like last time.

“for my eyes only.” wonyoung says quietly. she was referring to the painting, sure, but she was looking at you the entire time. the implication makes your face heat up, and suddenly you’re finding it hard to do anything else except to just stand there. obnoxiously close to wonyoung with your eyes constantly flickering up and down from her eyes to her lips. you remember what those lips taste like, how they feel moving against yours. what you would give to feel and taste them all over again.

“i need a break,” wonyoung’s gaze pierces through your own, inviting you in. “don’t you?”

and all it took was the slightest nod of your head for wonyoung to lock your lips in a searing kiss with her own.

god, it felt like your chest collapsed within itself. your hands immediately cup wonyoung’s cheeks, and having learned a few things from the last time you kissed her, you were much, much better at keeping up with her despite your heartbeat running a mile a minute. wonyoung’s own hands were on your hips, pulling you closer until she started undoing the ribbon on your uniform. then, she unbuttoned your shirt, forcing herself out of the kiss and putting her lips on your neck as she did so. it was hard trying to keep yourself quiet with the way wonyoung nibbled and softly sucked on your skin… which was why you just stopped trying.

“ahh… mhm, wonyoung…” your moans were met with a hum from the taller girl, whose kisses now reached your chest.

“you missed me, didn’t you?” wonyoung whispers against your skin, leaving a mark just below your collarbone where she likes it best. she tilts her head up, lips hovering over your own, only touching slightly. “you missed mommy?”

fuck, that was gonna do you in.

too embarrassed to truly admit it all, you nodded, which earned you a pout mixed with a glare from wonyoung. “i’m gonna let that go once. you’re lucky i missed you more.” eventually, you found your waist pressed against a lone desk while wonyoung continues to kiss you. you were topless now, what with wonyoung discarding your white shirt somewhere on the floor.

“w-what if ms. kim comes in…?” you asked when you felt wonyoung’s hand sliding up your thigh. surely she won’t be as careless as last time, right? the two of you were barely hiding! the curtains didn’t leave much to the imagination and the door was only halfway closed… if you weren’t careful with your mouth, some unlucky soul passing by will catch the two of you and you really don’t know if you can handle more of that. maybe you were naive to expect wonyoung to change within two weeks, because right after you asked your stupid little question, wonyoung had pulled down your panties and unclasped your bra from behind. goodness, she works fast.

the tall girl decided not to waste time and completely disregarded your question. “up.” she taps your hip, urging you to sit on top of the desk behind you. as you were getting yourself settled, wonyoung takes the opportunity to stare at you. you were as cute as ever—flushed cheeks, messy hair, lips quivering, and pretty eyes glossy with anticipation, even though you tried to disguise it with uncertainty. wonyoung couldn’t believe how easy it has been to knock down your defenses. she was so sure that even she, the jang wonyoung, was going to get rejected and embarrassed for the very first time in that library, given your reputation as a hardass.

but alas, she always gets what she wants in the end. as she should!

you pull wonyoung closer, eager to feel her lips on yours again. then she allows you to kiss her, doing the same exact thing as last time—staying still and letting you do what you want. wonyoung noticed that your kiss was softer, more careful. you were holding her face so gently, caressing her cheek with your thumb before letting your hands fall to her shoulders, giving the control back to her. it warmed her heart in a way that took her by surprise, but that was nothing compared to the pure amusement she felt when she caught you untying her ribbon.

“you’re brave today, hm?” wonyoung whispered with a smirk. she doesn’t stop you, though! she holds your stare as you let her ribbon drop to the ground, and then you start unbuttoning her shirt so excruciatingly slow. you stopped halfway through, only getting to see a little bit of wonyoung’s crimson red bra before putting your lips on her neck. and finally, for the first time, you heard her whimper.

you couldn’t see it as you were busy kissing her neck, but wonyoung was a blushing mess. she never whimpers! but with your sudden courage and the way you left the softest and sweetest kisses on her neck, wonyoung couldn’t hide it. “are you… marking me up?” wonyoung asked with a giggle.

immediately, you stopped, staring at her with half-widened eyes. “is that okay…?”

wonyoung would’ve called you stupid if the sound of her own loud heartbeat didn’t render her speechless. “don’t tell me you’re going to ask for permission if you so much as want to put your hand on my waist or something.” wonyoung said. she can imagine it clearly in her head, actually! you were too polite for your own good.

“well, consent is important—”

“yeah, yeah. how about you use that pretty mouth of yours for something worth my time, dummy?” wonyoung urges you to kiss her again, craning her neck to give you access. and you did it happily! you were so obviously excited that even wonyoung thought it was endearing, laughing lightly as you gently sucked on her soft skin. you did that for a while. how could you stop, anyway? the mix of wonyoung’s sighs, feeling her thin, dainty fingers smoothly threading your hair, and her other hand laying still on your thigh, squeezing ever so often when you do something she likes… well, suffice to say that it was almost impossible to stop.

leaning back, you stare at your work. the sight of your marks on wonyoung’s neck only made your core buzz, making you not-so-subtly close your legs. wonyoung regains her composure, eyes darkened once again before she forces her legs open, one hand slowly sliding deeper up your inner thighs while the other keeps your legs apart. “since you’ve had your fun… naturally, it’s my turn now, correct?” and of course you were nodding your head eagerly like an obedient pet, just how she likes it.

your breath gets caught in your throat when wonyoung cups one of your breasts in her hand, her face dangerously close to the other one, more than ready to pleasure you. “i was thinking of being nice since i missed you… but you made me upset with your stupid tantrum over the last time we fucked,” wonyoung feigns a smile and a shiver runs down your spine. “so, to truly make it up to me… you’re going to take  everything i’m giving to you today.”

scary. terrifying even, but how could you say no? the (y/n) of two hours ago would be really disappointed of you but fuck it. wonyoung’s got you wrapped around her finger once again and you’re going to let it happen again.

only moans escape your lips as wonyoung’s warm mouth closes around your nipple. a new sensation, and it was wonderful. you found yourself hugging wonyoung’s neck, pushing her face impossibly closer while she licked and sucked as she pleases. your cunt clenches around nothing, and you buck your hips slightly just to urge wonyoung to touch you down there even a little bit but you should’ve expected that she wouldn’t care about that. her hands were rather busy! one played with your other nipple while the other held your thigh in a grip so tight that it almost hurt.

wonyoung releases your nipple from her mouth, her lips now attacking your chest area with little bites. you weren’t opposed to it. in fact, the frustrated look on wonyoung’s face was a delight to see! “should’ve known you were going to be a pussy about it all… wouldn’t have waited up all night for your text if i did.” wonyoung tightens her grip on your thigh, making you wince. but the pain was quickly overshadowed by pleasure as the tall girl pulled on your nipple.

“how was i supposed to accept that you didn’t want anything to do with me anymore…? you were screaming my name so sweetly in the library… and i was in your head after all of that, right?” wonyoung briefly lets go of your thigh to pull your hair down, forcing you to meet her eyes. “i know you did… in the end, the campus’ smart goody-two-shoes is just a fucking slut in the making, isn’t she?”

wonyoung’s eyes shine with excitement upon seeing you look at her so desperately. she knew that you’d never take any insult if you were in your right mind… and it only turned her on when you said nothing to her, your head so clouded that you’d allow wonyoung to say anything she wants to you. the tall girl spreads your legs apart, staring at your glistening pussy before her hungry eyes pierce back into your own. “and to think that you wanted to leave when you’re all drenched like this! what would you have done if i let you go? surely not touch yourself,” wonyoung laughs, but it was a cold and mocking one. your cheeks flush with embarrassment since she was right—you can’t bear to touch yourself, which is why you’re so desperate to have her fuck you already. “you need me, and i want a pretty doll i can play with however i like. let’s help each other out, (y/n)-ah.”

wonyoung doesn’t wait for you to say anything (of course she doesn’t) and starts massaging your clit with her thumb. you gasped at the sensation, holding onto her arms and almost closing your legs up. you try to control your sounds this time around, all that left your mouth were the usual pathetic whimpering and panting but at least you weren’t loud! wonyoung didn’t like that, though. she presses her thumb harder against your clit, making you whine loudly. “that’s more like it.” the tall girl muttered under her breath. the longer she pleasured your clit, the sooner you were losing control of yourself. and eventually you were just giving into what your body wants—grinding against wonyoung’s hand, pulling her closer so you can kiss her…

you gasped sharply as wonyoung plunged her two fingers inside your cunt, and she was giggling at how you were wrinkling her shirt up due to how tight you were holding onto her. fuck did it feel good to be filled up. when wonyoung curls her long fingers inside you, you clamped your hand over your mouth, afraid of alerting anyone who may be lurking around. annoyed, wonyoung swats your hand away, “come on, i don’t want to punish you so early.” none of what she was saying went through to your head. and it wasn’t even because you were trying to be a disobedient brat but because of her pace.

she snaps her wrist with each thrust, enough to make sure that you feel every inch of her fingers inside you before pulling out. it was hard to focus on anything, even more so when wonyoung’s pretty brown eyes were raking all over your body, getting familiar with your features once again. it wasn’t everyday something catches her eye so easily, but when she entered that secluded room in the library and had the luxury of staring at you while you were asleep, she was charmed. not even she thought that she would have you on top of this table merely two weeks later—writhing under her touch and moaning her name, but wonyoung quite liked this outcome.

why, after you were so good for her the first time she fucked you, you’ve been on her mind!

“a-ah..! wonyoung…” your sweet voice snaps the tall girl back to reality. you’ve completely wrapped your arms around her neck now, how precious. wonyoung puts her lips to work, wanting to taste your skin once again. and that she does! giving you kisses from your cheek, to your jawline, to the crook of your neck and all that the way down to your chest. conveniently, the desk was long enough for wonyoung to be able to pull you down so you’d be lying back comfortably. she towers above you, a grin on her lips as she watches you try to hold on to your climax.

it was so glaringly obvious that you were close. with the way your walls clenched around wonyoung’s fingers, a few more thrusts should do it. and that made wonyoung way more upset than you can imagine. there was no way you were going to make this so short, right? but she feels it. not only have you dug your nails on her free wrist trying to hold onto her, you’ve also started whining very loudly. wonyoung, annoyed, wriggles out of your painful hold and shoves her thumb inside your mouth, effectively shutting you up. drool starts dripping down along your jawline—wonyoung wasn’t going to let you off easy judging by how she pressed her thumb flat and hard down on your tongue.

“we’re gonna make this last, baby,” wonyoung says. she sees the tears pooling in your eyes and it only makes her feel warm inside. she was getting so excited to have her way with you, and a few tears wouldn’t stop her. “and everyone’s going to know again. i know you don’t like that but this time… they’ll know you’re mine.”

wonyoung didn’t plan on saying that last part out loud but thankfully enough, you were way too busy moaning her name to even hear it. a knot tightens in your stomach and you gasp, the sensation becoming all too familiar with you now. wonyoung pulls her thumb out of your mouth and slowly slides a third finger inside your cunt—and then there it was.

“aww…” wonyoung cooed as you came all over her hand. but she doesn’t stop any of her movements. instead, she leans down, catching one of your nipples with her mouth and continuing on fingering you through your orgasm.

“f-fuck..! wonyoung, w-wait…!!” you clawed helplessly at her back. amidst your hopeless whining and moaning, wonyoung just giggles. her eyes flicker up to get a brief glance of your face, her own core clenching at how tight you’ve closed your eyes, how you’ve bitten your lower lip to the point of it hurting. she absolutely loved getting to see you undone piece by piece… even more so when you allow it to happen. which is what you finally do as you bury your hands in wonyoung’s hair, pushing her further down your chest and whimpering sweetly at every flick of her tongue on your nipples.

wonyoung wasn’t letting her hand rest, however. she keeps fingering you in a semi-fast pace, hoping to edge you closer to another orgasm. clearly, she was taking advantage of your dazed state and in all honesty, of her own adrenaline-driven state. in her right mind, she would have let you cum the first time and stop there since she knew you can’t handle too much of what she can really give you but god… wonyoung just has to see you fall apart completely under her.

“someone learned a few things from last time, hm?” wonyoung teased as she gently massaged your clit in circles with her thumb. “you’re taking it so well. good.”

you gasped loudly as she plunges her fingers knuckle-deep inside your walls again, now thrusting faster than ever. wonyoung completely gets lost at the feeling of your warmth around her fingers. with her towering above you, she was distracting enough for your mind to wander elsewhere. every so often you’d notice the way she slightly bit her lower lip, whimper quietly, and huff as she fucked you… and as your eyes trail down lower (as low as you could, anyway), you saw that the tall girl had been clenching her thighs together. gods, wonyoung looked so hot being desperate like this.

it made you blush, how much she wanted to feel as good as she was making you feel good. next time, you are going to make sure to return the favor. it was what she deserves, as much of a pain in the ass she was.

“are you okay, (y/n)…?” wonyoung, concerned that you have spaced out, asked. her thrusts have slowed and her eyes are now softer.

you nodded meekly, “yes, mommy.” the nickname slipped out so naturally that it caught wonyoung off guard. and was she… blushing? flustered, even?

(wonyoung wouldn’t even know where to start if someone were to ask about the hold you have on her. it almost sucks that you don’t know about it, but wonyoung’s pride wouldn’t let her admit it outright. not yet, anyway.)

“we’re almost done.” wonyoung regains her composure. she completely pins one of your wrists down with her free hand, the other ramming inside your walls out of control, and her forehead nearly touching yours while you moaned helplessly. with your one hand, you clutched the edge of the desk, refusing to hurt wonyoung any further because you knew you would make her blood had you decided to hold onto her with the way she was abusing your pussy. wonyoung chuckles slightly at how smoothly her fingers went in and out of you—her hand was completely drenched in your cum and wetness. she was practically drooling at the thought of getting to taste you.

wonyoung would rather do it from the source, but she knew you wouldn’t be able to handle her mouth. not at this state. and not with all the things she wants to do to you with her tongue alone.

she feels you clenching around her again, and she watches as tears squeeze out of your eyes. she kisses them away, whispering some comforting words in your ear before she thrusts her fingers knuckle-deep inside you. wonyoung intertwines your fingers since she knew you’d need it as you came all over her hand once again. unlike last time, wonyoung makes sure her hand is still, only pulling out as you’ve started to calm down a little. your eyes wandered all over the ceiling, still trying to get a sense of things. you could feel wonyoung’s eyes on you though, but you couldn’t tell what she was doing.

so ‘surprised’ would be an understatement when you feel her clothed, wet cunt pressed against your knee. wonyoung smiles bashfully as she slightly grinds her clit on your knee. hell, she nearly fucked you into unconsciousness—she shouldn’t have anything to be afraid of doing now. even if she has to become this spectacle for you.

“j-just need to… do something about this.” wonyoung says. her voice was a bit higher from her whines, obviously feeling so good that she can’t help but show this new side of herself. underneath her, you were a bit rattled but completely flustered and quite confused as to what you should do. not that you could do anything, anyway. you couldn’t really feel your legs and your head was still getting itself situated. you were basically watching wonyoung grind herself into you… and it was heaven.

wonyoung meets your stare and grins, “liking the show, babe?” she teased. she giggled when you covered your face with your other hand, you were so red. but you were brazen enough to raise your knee slightly and pressed it against her clit, making her moan out loud for the first time. a smile of satisfaction spreads on your face—you finally heard wonyoung make that kind of sound!

“cheeky little doll.” wonyoung says before leaning down and kissing you. she stops her grinding, having had enough for now and slowly pulls you to sit up, carefully.

much like the last time this happened, nothing much was said afterwards. you were merely hugging wonyoung while you recovered, and you’d smile every time you felt her leave feathery-light kisses across your shoulder and draw random circles on your lower back. wonyoung allowed you to hold her for as long as you needed, never worrying about how the sky has turned orange or the supposed project she was assigned to start today for ms. kim. a gust of wind seeps through the slightly open windows and you shiver. 

finally, wonyoung pulled away. “let’s get you dressed up. ms. kim should be on her way anyway.” she helps you stand on both feet and picks up the random pieces of clothing scattered around the area, almost scolding herself for throwing them around haphazardly. wonyoung was the one who buttons up your shirt, makes sure your skirt is all nice and tidy, ties up your ribbon perfectly, and styles your hair as if it was never a mess. and then she decides that you would look cute with a bit of lip tint—but also because you needed a good excuse to give people if they so happen to ask you why your lips were so red and fucked up.

you stayed still as wonyoung dolled you up. it was strange though, because at this point, she has fucked you three times and you’ve bravely looked at her in the eye then but now you can’t. every time her eyes flicker over to yours, you blink and set them elsewhere. you can’t tell her about how your pussy clenches under her gaze. you can’t tell her that if she does something so simple as this, helping a fellow girl to look presentable, it turns you on. and it probably wasn’t even because nice-and-friendly wonyoung was a rarity! it was because of that damn crush. and how you can still feel her hands all over you but ugh, you’re so tired of coming to that conclusion. 

you get it: you are morbidly obsessed with how wonyoung makes you feel! god, can i be any more pathetic?

“you’ll text me this time, right?” wonyoung asks after she is done. she has also gotten herself look as perfect as she always does. 

“i can’t exactly escape you now, can i?”

“mhm! glad you’re aware of that.” wonyoung puts on an exaggerated smile, but really, she was excited. 

you then pulled out your phone and sent wonyoung a simple ‘hi’ text message. “there. happy?” you mimicked her fake smile.

“ecstatic, actually.” wonyoung replied with a straight face as she stared blankly at your useless message. she saves your number and suddenly snaps a quick photo of you without warning, setting it as her contact photo for you. when you tried to sneak a peek, wonyoung moved away from you with a laugh, and saved your name as ‘dum’ on her phone, even waving it all over your face and laughing even more at your disgruntled reaction. how mature… and endearing.

when silence started to fill the air, you almost wanted to ask wonyoung a few things about this whole… thing. whatever it was. as much as you liked the whole doll talk earlier, you didn’t exactly understand it. were the two of you going to be friends-with-benefits now? well, more like barely-acquaintances-with-benefits. was wonyoung going to make a habit of cornering you at some isolated place and fuck you? because really, you‘d prefer a small warning before she starts using you. confused as you were, you didn’t let a word slip. you just stood there, watching wonyoung as she put up an empty canvas on the easel.

“is it okay if i rest for a bit before leaving?” you asked in a quiet voice. wonyoung nods as she pulls her hair up for a half-ponytail, only briefly looking at your figure as you walk past her to sit on the instructor’s chair at the front of the classroom.

“i’d insist on taking you home but you seem to adore public transportation.” wonyoung quipped from behind her canvas.

“you’d only find some excuse to touch me again in your car so yes, maybe i prefer taking the bus rather than that.” you replied. attempting to avoid thinking about wonyoung’s hands all over you while you sat on the passenger seat of her car was futile, thank goodness she was focused on whatever project she was working on.

“thanks for the idea.” oh you just knew wonyoung had a stupid smile on her face thinking about it all. that pervert!

although you would be lying if you said you weren’t into the idea, but that was something the two of you should save for much, much later.

for the rest of your time there, you merely sat on ms. kim’s chair. sometimes you watched wonyoung even though you couldn’t see much of her face. occasionally, however, she would peek from above the canvas to check on you and you wouldn’t look away like you usually would. you would hold her gaze, smiling softly before gazing at the setting sun outside. the only thing that was on your mind was how everything has changed now. whether it was for the better or for worse, you couldn’t tell yet.

there was no use dwelling on it. you simply have to see where things go. one thing was for sure though: jang wonyoung wasn’t going to be out of your life so easily.

you pondered on that chair for a while before you finally decided to leave. you promised wonyoung that you would text her as soon as you got home, and you knew that even though she barely gave you a glance since she was so focused, she was happy that you promised that. while you headed for the door, you felt wonyoung’s eyes follow you until you were completely gone. but even as you walked through the empty hallways once again the hair on the back of your neck stood on end and you found yourself stopping in your tracks completely on top of a flight of stairs.

“that… really all just happened. again.” you mumbled. ugh, your ears felt hot. your cheeks too. matter of fact, your entire body was just warm.

“what happened?” a chipper voice nearly makes you jump out of your skin. ms. kim has suddenly appeared beside you. you hadn’t noticed that she was already there when you turned to the corner.

“o-oh! ms. kim, hello,” you greeted, hand clutching your chest. “ah, right. i dropped off your lunch bag. ms. lim said you forgot it earlier.”

“really? thank you, (y/n). she must be very busy if she couldn’t visit me herself. i’ll make sure to tell her that you did well delivering my food.” the art teacher pats your shoulder. her smile was striking and infectious—no wonder ms. lim always looked so lovesick around her!

“no need. it’s no problem at all,” you glanced at the giant clock on the other side of the wall and felt panic rise from the bottom of your stomach. “my bus should be making its way to the stop now. have a good day, ms. kim!” and so you were off to running as fast as you could to catch your ride, leaving the art teacher baffled but quite amused at the stairs.

“never seen (y/n) a bit loose in the head like that before.”

inside the art room, wonyoung has gotten busy. the tiniest specks of paint decorated her face, her hands had become quite the mess but what mattered was the picture she was creating. she was quite surprised with herself. only earlier did she feel that familiar rush of creating something with efficiency—when she was painting you. she was feeling it again, and it was great. it has been quite some time before she felt that rush. as rich her mind was with concepts, wonyoung found it hard to materialize them in a painting for some reason. maybe she was just lazy. maybe the pictures in her head just weren’t clear enough.

but somehow you of all people—of all things, really—made it all so very clear.

“ah, the things a good pussy does to the human mind.” wonyoung laughs at her own words. she couldn’t wait to bother you all night long later.

“i knew it!”

once again, ms. kim has surprised a student. fortunately enough, wonyoung didn’t make a mistake and only flinched slightly. “hello, ms. kim.” the tall girl greeted. she doesn’t take her eyes off her canvas since she knew that the teacher was already sauntering towards her with that contagious energy she always has.

“wow. i half expected you to be struggling for inspiration as usual but you actually got somewhere!” ms. kim pats wonyoung’s head, very much satisfied at wonyoung’s progress with her work. oddly enough, wonyoung found herself blushing deeply letting ms. kim look at a personal piece from her so freely. not that she gave a fuck about keeping up her reputation even with the teachers, but jang wonyoung was nothing if not so stubbornly prideful.

because no! she cannot bear being teased about painting (y/n) (l/n) for the second time in the same day!

“is that…”

wonyoung’s blush get deeper. here it comes.

“she did say she came by this room… i see!” ms. kim laughs and nudges wonyoung’s arm, teasing the girl as if she was some kid who was having a crush for the first time in her life. incorrect, by the way! because jang wonyoung doesn’t do crushes. 

the art teacher leans back and allows herself to fully take in her student’s work. it was a beautiful painting of you, surrounded by orange and yellow colors, looking lost in thought as you gazed out the window. your face was slightly obscured by the curtain, similar to the previous painting of you that she has done. perhaps a clue as to how wonyoung truly sees you.

“never thought you’d want a muse, wonyoung! but she’s not just that, is she?”

wonyoung settles her palette and paintbrush on an empty stool, exhaling and stretching her sore shoulders. now, she wasn’t the one getting fucked but damn, did you exhaust her too! it was in the good way at least, so wonyoung can’t really be mad at you. with you in her sick little head, wonyoung offers a mischievous smile to her teacher, “my cute little secret is what she is.”

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diary of a leo valdez ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

leo valdez x female!reader backtrack: "pretty u", seventeen inspiration: my desire to have someone love me like this 🥺

day one: the introduction

today I saw the most perfect girl!

okay, I know I say that every time I see a girl, but I think this time is for real. she’s perfect--beautiful and completely out of my league, like usual. I was just walking around camp when she walked by. it was like the actual grass parted to make way for her. she had a golden aura and flower petals were flying around her, illuminating her beauty. I wanted to ask for her number, but then I remembered that demigods aren’t supposed to have phones.

percy noticed me staring at her, I guess. he said something about me taking my shot, that she was single and I might as well try. I don’t know if he was joking or not, but I haven’t stopped thinking about her since I saw her this afternoon. at dinner my fork missed my mouth because I was watching her laugh with her friends. I was sitting on the other side of the pavilion, but I still heard her laugh. it was like twinkling bells.

I asked percy for her name: [name]. the word sounds like magic on my tongue. I’ve gotta talk to her soon. maybe she can drop something and I’ll pick it up for her and she’ll fall in love with me. maybe she’ll trip and I’ll dramatically catch her before she falls. I’ll say something nice--maybe “hey angel, did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”--and we’ll fall in love.

okay, I’m getting ahead of myself. the first step to making [name] love me? I’d have to talk to her first.

day two: the failed meeting

leave it to percy to mess up what could’ve been a fairytale romance.

it was better than I could’ve imagined: we were at the arts and crafts station during afternoon free time. I sat as close to [name] as I could, which wasn’t really close because she was sitting with her friends and siblings. a gust of wind blew by--aeolus must’ve liked me today--and a bunch of feathers that [name]’s group was using blew off the table. I jumped out of my seat to pick up a stray feather that had blown to my side of the table. then I tripped over percy’s outstretched foot right in front of everyone.

he swore it wasn’t on purpose. maybe it really wasn’t--percy’s not that big of a jerk--but I was still mad. that was the perfect opportunity to get [name] to notice me. now it’s gone.

day seven: the beginning of something magical

[name] talked to me today!

she didn’t say much--just “excuse me”, because I was blocking her way to the bathroom. but she looked at me! and she smiled a little when she said it!

percy made fun of me relentlessly after that. apparently I had a “dopey smile” on my face. I didn’t even care that he was laughing at me.

this is a new development. she’s finally noticed me.

day twenty: the realization

I think this is serious.

usually after I see a pretty girl, I think about her for a few hours. maybe even a few days if she’s really hot. but now it’s been almost three weeks since I first saw [name], and I still can’t stop thinking about her. she’s talked to me a couple times now, but she still hasn’t paid much attention to me outside of these two-second conversations. she knows my name now--I made sure to tell her--and I’ve made her laugh a few times though, so that’s progress.

I caught myself tapping out her name in morse code today. I do it a lot now, almost as much as I tinker around with my bolts.

day twenty-five: the first big move

I can’t take it anymore.

she’s always on my mind. I can’t think straight when I’m around her. I get this huge smile on my face whenever I think of her. percy’s stopped teasing me; I think he might actually be kind of concerned.

I wrote her a love letter. cheesy, I know, but I didn’t know what else to do. I was originally planning on just going up to her all confident and smoothly ask her out. but when I opened my mouth to hit her with one of my deadly pickup lines, nothing came out. I got more jumpy than usual, and my chest was all warm and fluttery. I was looking at her--gods, her eyes are so pretty--but then it got really hard to keep looking at her, so I looked away. I was painfully aware of myself tinkering with little bolts. she was looking at me with this little smile on her face, as if waiting for me to say something--I had stopped her to talk to her in the first place--but I couldn’t think of what to say. I said something real smart, like “are you the square root of negative one, because you can’t be real.” she looked at me, kinda confused, and I awkwardly slunk away. I’m used to rejection, but this was so much worse.

then I remembered that we’re demigods. [name] probably hadn’t progressed in school to the point where she learned about radicals.

so now here I am with this stupid love letter. I included a little apology for the confusing pickup line. I don’t know how I’ll give it to her. maybe I actually won’t. yeah, that’s probably for the best. this letter is the most serious, most straightforward I��ve been in the last millennia. even though I’m sure by now that she’s a literal angel and probably won’t laugh at me, I don’t want to take any chances. I know what I want to say to her, now it’s just a matter of how I’ll tell her.

day twenty-six: the betrayal (and the win)

I don’t know what in hades’s underpants happened. but [name] got ahold of the letter.

it was percy. it had to have been percy. percy was the only one who knew about my crush.

well, okay, maybe not the only one--apparently everyone in camp knew, even though I hid it really well-- but he’s the only one who’s ever talked to me about it. it had to have been him, there’s no other option.

I’ll have to get him back. but that’ll wait. because [name]--drumroll, please!

she stopped me before breakfast today and asked to talk somewhere in private. I said I’d follow her to the bottom of tartarus. she laughed and led me to the pegasi stables--kind of an odd place, but definitely private.

she was holding the letter in her hands. she said she was really flattered, that my gesture was “really sweet” and nobody had ever done something like this for her. most importantly, she said she liked me too.

now, even though I can be pretty good at talking to girls, I actually don’t have much experience in a relationship--shocking, I know. I’ve had a lot of potential girlfriends before, but nothing’s ever been this serious or gotten this far.

in that moment, I said what might have been the smartest or the dumbest thing in my life: “so are we official now, or do you want me to yell it out to the whole camp?”

she laughed. and next thing I knew, her lips were on my cheek. she pulled away--my face felt hot, and I took a few seconds to make sure I wasn’t actually on fire--and grinned at me. her face was pink too, and she didn’t have makeup on, but she was just about the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

“you’re a dork, leo,” she said. “but you don’t have to tell everyone. I’m pretty sure they already know anyway.”

no idea how that could’ve happened. but it seems like I owe percy jackson a thank you now.

divider by @cafekitsune

taglist: @loveinalocket

[jaded-jezz]

Shutter Speed

Jack Champion x Photographer!Reader

Part 1/?

☁︎ Fluff

Summary: y/n is a photographer for the new scream promo and Jack thinks she belongs in front of the camera rather than behind.

"Y/N did you double check the SD card was empty?" My best friend and work partner, Leah, shouted from down the hall. "Yeah it was the first thing i did this morning,"

Leah and I have been working together ever since college where we met during our photography course. We have been inseparable since both landing a job at a highly praised magazine company.

Today is going to be a great day as we have been given the front cover photoshoot with full creative control too. It has been my childhood dream to have even a small picture but another front page? The feeling never gets old.

Leah and I finish packing all of our equipment into the car and we start the drive down to the studios in LA. As it’s kind of a long drive Leah starts our little road-trip with our favourite song. We scream the lyrics and laugh when the people, in the cars that pass us, give us strange looks.

To save our voices from any extreme damage, we put on some less energetic music and go over the plan for the day. “Wait, have you seen the cast for Scream 6?” Leah suddenly asks.

“Yeh like sorta… no not really” I answer scrambling for my phone. “Well we know Jenna from the Wednesday shoot so that’s less worrying right?” I say as I wait for the list to load.

“Oh yeah I forgot you did that! Do you think she will remember you?”

(Scream VI Groupchat POV)

Jenna- how close is everyone to the studio?

Devyn- I’m parked outside

Melissa- the shoot starts in half an hour

Devyn- I LIKE TO BE EARLY OK?!

Jasmine- YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO BRING ME THIS EARLY TOO THO

Liana- wait you guys drove together? You could’ve invited me 🥺

Jasmine- use that emoji again and I will become ghostface

Liana- 🥺sowy🥺

‘Jasmine’ has left the group chat.

Mason- Jenna this is your fault

Jack- What the hell did I just miss?

Jenna- HOW WAS IT MY FAULT?

Mason- YOU ASKED THE QUESTION

Jack- Jenna, Mason is the reason we are running late please don’t kill us.

Jenna- thanks for actually answering jack, mason I’m going to kill you

‘Devyn’ added ‘Jasmine’ to the group.

Devyn- see you guys soon!

(Y/N POV)

“ I doubt she will remember, I didn’t really speak” I answer, as I start to cringe over my previous shoots without Leah. Leah is literally my rock, and she knows this as she looks over to me. “You will be great, I’ll be there if things get too awkward, and you have all your notes on your phone and in your notebook.” I give her a smile as I reach for said notes to calm my nerves.

When we arrive at the studio I already see two of the actors and they wave as we walk past their car. I feel a lot less stressed as I see that everything is clean for us to set up our equipment. Leah and I finish in a record time thanks to my meticulously drawn plan of the placement for lights and tripods.

One of the producers walks in to check if we are ready. He lets us know that two actors are going to be late but it won’t ruin the shoot. As he leaves to alert the cast Leah stands next to me to make sure I don’t run away.

“OMG it is you!” I hear a voice come round the corner. “I thought I recognised your name, guys this is the talent who created all the Wednesday promo!” Jenna exclaims to the group before walking over to hug me.

“It is great to see you again Jenna! And it’s lovely to meet all of you too.” I say to the room. “I’m Y/N, this is Leah and the stylists are in the other room.” I start to explain the plan for the day.

“So any questions?” I ask after I realise I’ve been talking rambling for too long. “Oh last thing, sorry, if at any point you feel uncomfortable or awkward in a pose or something, just let me know and I will sort it as fast as I can.” I let the cast go to their stylists, who they knew from set, and walk towards my camera and laptop to make sure everything is loaded up and ready to go.

“She did remember you.” Leah said in a hushed giggle as my face starts to go red.

(Jack’s POV)

We are late. Mason is late. So I’m late. I hate being late to these things. Especially when it’s people I’ve never worked with before, although I think I remember Jenna saying she’s met one of the photographers before but that doesn’t calm me down one bit.

“Hey man, chill out” Mason interrupts my internal panic. “They won’t mind, you can charm them with your good looks yeh?” He suggests. I widen my eyes to show I don’t agree. “Fine, I’ll apologise in my own way and you do it how you want too.” He sighs, jokingly.

When we finally arrive we are pushed into the changing rooms so fast that I don’t get to apologize for our lack of punctuality. I quickly change into my costume before jumping into the makeup chair, next to Mason. Once the artist has finished I text my mum to tell her I made it and left it on the vanity. I headed out to the studio once Mason was done too.

"Look who decided to show up!"

Part Two will be their meeting! Or should I say meet-cute?

Also (shameless plug) I really want to be a photographer so I would mean a lot if you followed/checked out my Instagram:

@/no.stress_jess

Please do not repost this, reblogs are appreciated.

[loveislandthegame]

thoughts on todays volume !

leo is…well, at least he’s not dean 😭 i like his personality but he looks like a mix of dylan from season 4 & wesley stickler from ace attorney

i feel like FB is overexplaining why OG LI didn’t leave when MC got dumped. i get that they’re trying to make him look good (& get more money from players by milking these backstory gem scenes lol) but tacking on even more stuff is making the whole thing look nonsensical

FB! make this evil twink a love interest and MY LIFE IS YOURS ! (i guess they are aware of the slim shady comparison lmao)

but for real, i still don’t know if he’s gonna be an LI or not. i can't tell if he has any significant dialogue changes and i'm too lazy to start another playthrough. he doesn't have amnesia though, he remembers that ive been flirting with him (i forgot to screenshot his first piece of dialogue but he’s talking about the spin the bottle kiss)

there’s not much to say about mr. love island, except that FB seriously needs to retire that gross looking yellow massage oil overlay. at least adjust the hue a bit 😭

caleb sticking up for MC was very sweet 🥺❤️ obviously she can defend herself just fine, but he’s a real one for this. it’s making me feel bad that i haven’t spent any time with him in the villa (if only we could be a friendship couple, instead of the game forcing us to lead him on)

the spirit of season 1 MC possessed us for just a moment, i was gagged 😭 i ended up forgiving ava tho, i wish we could just be friends with the girls that aren't also LIs. i know i keep saying it but this one sided rivalry shit is so boring

the ex rated challenge was what i expected: LIs get decent reviews, MC gets the only 5 star rating. not to nitpick (in the sense that there's much bigger issues with FB's LGBT representation) but i don’t know why we couldn’t have chosen the gender of MC’s ex, especially since ash is already a gender neutral name (there could’ve easily been a dialogue option like “my ex…boyfriend/girlfriend/partner” before telling the story)

since MC won the challenge, she gets to go to the hideaway. i don't know why it's a secret or why none of these nosy af islanders tried to figure out what the prize was. anyways, i chose lisbeth ! it was so cute that they mentioned being happy to be there with eachother again

this damn box— whatever, i picked sexy dice

all those letters teasing movie night got me scared luv, i’m sure the main event is gonna be nyah in the shower with dean, but i’m bracing myself for MC and lisbeth caught doing bits all over the villa in 4K. i hate how wlw routes have to be sneaky/shady/hoe route-adjacent (it really sucks because i remember complimenting FB for the dialogue you get if you kept choosing her over the guys up until the first hideaway visit)

i'm still holding out hope for enemies to friends but sadly i won't be surprised if she does a full 180 in the next volume

next up is a three way date with hayden and caleb, unfortunately we can’t make them kiss challengers-style. i picked neutral answers whenever i could, but caleb won whatever compatibility thing we were doing because i liked his answers more lol

tristan’s rapping…i was gonna say “welcome back, rap crew” but tim, rohan, even jake would never come up with bars as horrible as those 😭 (can you tell i miss season 1)

lisbeth got jealous, so she took us on a hot tub date ❤️😭lately all of her scenes mention something among the lines of “i can’t wait until we’re finally able to couple up," when the hell is the recoupling ?! the last volume ? my heart can’t take it

hayden, caleb, tristan, and leo are on the chopping block. i have no idea why milo is safe & not the two dudes who’ve been here for one day and are still single, but alright.

it’d be hilarious if tristan got dumped again, but i’m guessing they’re gonna keep him around for drama (or he's a LI ?) . leo will probably stay to be ava’s partner, so my prediction will be that MC will have to choose between OG LI and casa LI

overall, there's 4 volumes left, why on earth are we dealing with a forced love triangle instead of spending time with our chosen LI ? at the very least i'd be more invested if it was between lisbeth and jesse, or even eisha if FB was too lazy to branch for a love triangle with different LI genders 😭 (even though they were able to do that back in season 3, with the iconic "i've got a beautiful girl and a handsome guy fighting for my attention. i'm living the bisexual dream") what a mess

i'm not looking forward to movie night, but i guess OG LI loyal girlies will probably be considered cheaters too, let's all be miserable together 🥀

[isekaithatplease]

so,I found some spoilers about remarried empress andLets say,your gonna hate heinrey for a moment after reading this:Whenever I see someone point out how evil Heinrey or Duke Ergi are, I feel a boost of serotonin. Because, they are terrible people. But because Heinrey is the ML, we're just supposed to ignore he was literally planning on starting a war for no reason with the Eastern Empire, and even before that, he was draining the magic from kids (who are *orphans* and their only way to rise up in life/social status is their magic - even besides that, taking away their magic is like taking away a limb, it's a part of themselves)? No way. And no, other mahnwhas/webtoons doing this (i.e. excusing the ML's terrible actions) doesn't make it an acceptable trope. And the author dropped the ball so hard on Kaufman, I swear.

((I barely remember Kaufman tbh. Most of the characters personality in this story can be summed down to this ‘I’m a good guy and Navier is a goddess. I’m a bad guy, pls ignore my blatant trauma as I’m not apart of the church of Navier.))

This story really gets wonkier the more you think about it. Heinrey has done some terrible things but then the story tries to pass him off as a “OWO OWO CINNAMON ROLL BC HE’D DO ANYTHING FOR QUEEN GODDESS JEDI LEADWR NAVIER!!679!! 🥹 ISNT HE SO WHOLESOME?!”

Totally bull.

I don’t have a problem with Heinrey starting a war or doing shady stuff because that’s ironically the only part of his personality that doesn’t boil down to massive vanilla flavored SIMP. What I do HAVE a problem with is how it makes zero sense how he fell in love with Navier so quickly and how there was zero tension between the two. The story never even addresses it in a meaningful way- so I say, “what was the reason?!?”

Think about it, Navier is supposed to be a fantastic empress who works hard for her people and is super politically savvy but none of that shows with Heinrey or his weirdo friend. Ironically her marrying Heinrey to still maintain her power could’ve been more interesting if she really did use it as an undercover spy thing if she were suspicious about him- because I mean how did she not put two and two together? Since Heinrey came into town people- WIZARDS a huge part of her empire started losing power and an uneducated slave started pulling powers move that she’d otherwise not know about- like how didn’t she figure something out??? Is she stupid?

I also like how the citizens rightfully feel betrayed by this and get angry- for once it’s actually some realism! But the story only uses it to say “OwO poor lil Navier no one understands our queen/goddess 🥺 stupid peasants!”

[tojikai]

it’s very telling that Satoru’s mother is well aware of how evil baby trapping someone as long as she gets what she wants. she pretty much told naomi to do what she had to do to keep satoru in her life, she doesn’t care about her son, he’s an accessory to her. i was hoping naomi would wisen up, but she’s so DESPERATE to convince herself that she’s better than y/n that she’ll r*pe the man she claims she loves in order to chain him to her.

it takes a special kind of evil to do that to someone and if naomi follows through with this she genuinely deserves the worst. i’m hoping she realizes that what she’s doing won’t fix their issues and stops before it’s too late 😭 that or that she won’t get pregnant. there’s a special place in hell for satoru’s mom and naomi. i’m also happy that naomi stopped lying to herself about her intentions from the start. she always intended to isolate y/n but played the part of “innocence”.

as for toji and y/n, it seems like the honeymoon phase is gone and our rose colored glasses are clearing up. they both seem to be hung up on their exes and i can’t blame them… because if it was up to them, toji would be with his late wife and y/n would be with satoru. i wonder if they’ll decide to work through it but… that’s a crap ton of baggage.

i love that satoru is working on himself and i’m happy he’s establishing boundaries (wish he could’ve done that sooner but 🤭). i really hope naomi isn’t pregnant because the door to have the happy family he wants with y/n will truly be closed. i also feel like this will undo all the progress he has made within himself as he’ll be under his mothers thumb for the rest of his life.

kai, i say this with the MOST LOVE. every time you upload i get butterflies and dread, i wonder how my heart is gonna break this time but i can’t get enough. i remember reading that there will be 6-7 chapters so i can’t wait to see where this ends off in a chapter or two.

i hope people are being respectful and i appreciate you. please be well and thank you for sharing your work with us 🥰

omg i really enjoyed reading this !! naomi didn't really realize back then(when she was helping satoru) what she was doing. it's like she fell for him before she knew it and she wanted him before she could process the things she do. she did too much for satoru and developed feelings for him. he really did appreciate and was infatuated with her. but ofc, feelings brought by loneliness and such are never meant to last :(( now she's seeing it, and doing all that she can to keep him, w/o even thinking about them. also, i love your take on yn and toji !! what's happening could leave a great impact on their relationship. but it's not impossible for them to work it out, ofc !! and satoru, mygod, his improvement 🥺 and he's not even asking for something in return he just wants to be his best for yn and yui💔 anw thank u so so much for the support<33 your takes are always great ;> !! take careee~

[thecommunalfoolboy]

What your favorite Lupin The Third Character says about you

When people make these they always just say nice things and traits of the character and it’s dumb so here’s me being right

Anyway my reputation for misogyny is legendary

Ok this largely depends on if you like edgy Jigen or goofy ah Jigen but

You desperately need to stop getting into arguments online, both in general and on whether Jigen is deep and emo or a silly guy

Gay Gay homosexual gay 🫵

You took one look at him and Lupin and said “Damn these bitches gay!” In a half joking way but the show itself proved you right in 10 seconds

Lol emo

Ok but actually seek psychiatric care

You either write porn about him in your head or you’re extremely asexual

There’s something weird going on with your gender but that’s kinda true if you watch this show in general

You’re too broke to get that next piercing don’t do it

You’re either as devastated about them whitewashing our boy as I am or you should be

Hey remember they whitewashed Goemon too you should be equally as mad about that

You head canon he speaks Spanish

Go to bed

He’s a nice man

Seek help brother

You play with jpegs like dolls

Beneath your eyes is a deep dark hole of information on this show’s lore

You also hate him so much and you want to see him die painfully <3

You want that twink OBLITERATED

You should really raise the price on your art it is so much better than you think it is

Some of you have only seen the first and it shows

“Brother,,,,, help me,,,,,,”

“Long live the king……”

Lol you thought I’m not letting you off that easy you’re deeply traumatized You’ve never felt safe in your life and the most inner hurt part of you desperately needed an adult to help you at a time in your life when you should’ve been worried about learning your times tables not whether you’d survive another day and one of the reasons you’re drawn to characters like this and collect fictional fathers is because you see a glowing smile and an infallible hero who could’ve saved you when you needed it the most

Or you’re Japanese native but like

Autism 👿

Woah dude are you like… autistic???

Stop looking at his tits

A small but significant subsection of you people are just racist and cannot be normal about Japan

If someone asked your thoughts on him you’d just be like :)))) the silly

You have way too many screenshots of him looking weird in the background

You def hate part 5 and twcfm

Whenever tms forgets he exists for a while you still watch it but you look like a wet kitten

You’re def short

You need to stop coping and accept it he looked fully insane in part 3 the hair is so so bad

You’re probably transmasc

I just wanna say I’m so sorry

She’s an ugly bitch there I said it

STROP BEING HORNY

You’re probably a girl

And definitely bi

Y’all probably know the least about the show as a whole

Good for you!! You actually touch grass

Or again you’re in the racist subgroup

The titles for each character confuse you but you only realized this one’s Fujiko because either I just said it or you saw the “stop being horny” and knew

You probably have insanely hot takes on the show

They did your girl dirty im so sorry

You’d die on the hill of whichever of her hair colors you think is best but at least you’re dead

I’m scared of you

Hey you should watch the first if you haven’t already

Zemigamna 🥺

You cry every time someone says Yata was boring and didn’t need to be in the show

Miyazaki studio gibli ass 🫵

Please you still have time left you can get out before you become obsessed you’re not in too deep yet RUN RUN SAVE YOURSEL

Or this show is all you have left and it’s infinitely too late for you no in between

Again probably a girl

You’re definitely not normal about fujiko either

You hate that one movie where he’s a dick with a burning passion and you would write 20 page essays on it

If you’re obsessed with him you probably have a chronic illness (same bestie) or major physical disability

Anyway if I fully clocked you let me know I think it’s funny to see you guys suffer

[alwayzraven]

Kardeşlerim Ep 123

Berk was sitting in the cafeteria with Aybike. She was trying to make him write poetry. Gokce came to see Berk and asked him if she left her gloves in his car. Berk panicked and Aybike was surprised. Berk  told her that he didn’t see them and she said:”oh then I must’ve left them at the restaurant” then she left. 

Aybike:”I didn’t understand! Did you guys go to a restaurant? Was she in your car? What’s going on?”

Berk:”This is what happened, my love: didn’t I go out with my dad for dinner yesterday? While we were eating, dad saw Gokce, she came over to our table and dad put her on the spot and told her to sit with us and I couldn’t say anything then. We ate our dinner and after that, my dad told her that it was late so we’ll drive you home and we drove the poor girl home. That’s what happened. ”

Berk sounded like he couldn’t catch his breath. He was so scared this would affect their relationship.

Aybike:”You didn’t mention Gokce to me? (she was talking about the phone call)”

Berk:”Yes, I didn’t, my love. I couldn’t.”

Aybike:”Why did you lie to me?”

Berk:”So we wouldn’t argue because of something stupid like this. I don’t know. I thought you would get jealous, Aybike”

Aybike:”I would get jealous? You’re acting like you went out for dinner with the girl alone. You met by coincidence. What could’ve I said? I wish you would’ve told me that you met her by coincidence. What was I going to say? And you’re blaming me! What can I say? I was going to get jealous and what not…”

Aybike got up and was about to leave but Berk grabbed her hand and apologized to her.

Berk:”I am sorry, Aybike”

Aybike:”Let go of my hand! Don’t follow me!”

After Aybike left, Berk said that he shouldn’t have lied to her. 

Gokhan told Berk that he needs more money for his company. Berk told him that they have a summer house that they rarely go to but Gokhan thought that wasn't enough and asked him if they had other properties and Berk said yes so Gokhan told him to sell all of them. Gokhan is planning to get as much cash as he can out of Berk and then he will go abroad. A realtor called Ayla and told her that Berk wants to sell those properties. Ayla panicked and called Berk. She told him not to sell them but Berk dismissed her concerns.

In the evening, Berk came to Aybike’s house. He came to her window like he usually does. Aybike opened her window and saw him.

Aybike:”Berk! What are you doing here?”

Berk:”I came to apologize. ”

Aybike:”I wish you would’ve done it tomorrow”

Berk:”Aybike, I regret lying to you. I made a mistake, I know. When you called me that night, I should’ve told you that Gokce was there and that I met her by coincidence and that we were going to have dinner together but I couldn’t tell you. I made a huge mistake. I am sorry.”

Aybike found the donkey plush he was holding so adorable 🥺

Aybike:”I also thought a lot about this. Actually, I trust you very much but I am scared of losing you and that’s why I got jealous. Because I was scared.”

Berk:”I am so in love with you. You losing me is not an option. Forget about losing me, if one day you get bored of me and I don't know, you say "leave" or something like that, I'm actually afraid of not being able to leave. I will probably never leave you.”

Aybike:”Don’t ! If you leave me, I will destroy you. Do you hear me? You can’t leave me, don’t go anywhere”

Aybike cupped his cheek.

Aybike:”I love you so much”

Berk:”I love you so much too”

Berk kissed her hand and let out a sigh of relief.

Berk:”It’s a good thing that I came. I swear, It’s a good thing that I came. Otherwise, I would’ve spent the night looking at the ceiling at home. When we are at odds, I can’t sleep.”

Aybike:”and I can’t eat. I just remembered, I am a bit hungry”

Berk:”It must be because we made up. Anyway, I better not stay here any longer. I will give you this friend. Give me my kiss so I can leave”

Aybike kissed him.

Berk:”I love you so much”

Aybike:”I love you so much too”

Then he threw her some kisses as he was leaving and she did the same.

Aybike loved how cute the donkey plush was and hugged it. I wonder if she is going to put it beside the teddy bear.

Akif saw a guy having an argument with Gokhan at the restaurant and he followed him when he left. The guy told him about all of Gokhan’s plans: him stealing Berk’s money and planning to go abroad, gambling the money Berk gave him after he sold his car and how he lied to Berk about it. This guy wanted to open a restaurant but Gokhan refused to give him the money for it so Akif told him that he will give him the money but he needed to help him first. Akif met with Ayla and told her about this guy and how he plans to use him against Gokhan. Ayla told him that he can start executing his plan when she calls him. Ayla wanted to make sure Gokhan would not be able to use Sarpil’s death to hurt Berk and Elif. So she met with a lawyer and asked her if Berk could be arrested because he knew that Ayla caused Sarpil’s death and kept quiet about it. The lawyer told her that Berk would not be arrested for that. After that, it was Elif’s turn. Ayla met with Elif and told her what happened the day of Sarpil’s death and that she caused her mother’s death. Elif was shocked. Ayla tried to hug her but Elif pushed her and called her a murderer. Elif left the park and Ayla didn’t go after her. Ayla called Akif and told him that he can go ahead with his plan. Then, she went to the police station and confessed that she caused a woman’s death. I think she won’t be able to avoid jail this time but also can they jail her using her confession only? There is no crime scene and Sarpil’s body won’t probably show any signs that someone pushed her on purpose or anything like that.

So Akif called Berk to the restaurant (they don’t show us this part). Gokhan’s friend (Ayhan ) came to the restaurant and sat with Gokhan. He called Akif and Akif put the phone on speaker so Berk could hear what Gokhan was talking about with this guy. Gokhan basically told Ayhan that his son was naive and how he didn’t resemble him at all. Gokhan also talked about how he faked being robbed and how Ayhan beat him up. Ayhan asked Gokhan if he was going to miss this place (I guess he meant the country). Gokhan told him:”No! What am I going to miss about this place? Look, I already transferred all the money to my account (from Berk’s). There are a couple of properties that I am going to sell and after that it’s tourism abroad. I am going to have fun”. Berk heard everything and he just froze and started crying. He remembered the conversation he had with his dad when he first came to their house and he asked him why he sold him. He remembered how Gokhan told him that he regrets what he did. Berk figured out everything he told him was a lie from the beginning. 

I can’t wait to see how Berk will react after this. I know he is going to try to confront his dad but I hope he pretends that he doesn’t know about this until he figures out a way to get his money back. Also, I hope Gokhan doesn’t manage to sell those properties. Berk doesn’t know about Ayla going to the police station so that’s another thing he is going to have to deal with. There is also his sister Elif who is going to be angry with him for hiding the truth about their mom’s death. 

[5-7-9]

as much as i despise Virgo’s♍️ antics, she’s the most consistent celestial spirit Lucy has in the series 🥺 when she isn’t being treated as a joke, she can be enduring in a poker face only through actions and words type of way. She wasn’t there for Lucy’s childhood, but i think a maid🤵 would make Lucy feel comforted since she used to have maids. Maybe it’s because she’s a maid and it’s fanservice to show her, but still. She’s possibly the closest celestial spirit Lucy has if not for Loke (i guess he’s in second place). Also she needs to control Earth in more ways than holes because I KNOW SHE CAN DO IT BUT SHE NEVER DOES!!!

MY GURL IS THIS THE ONLY TIME YOU EVER USE EARTH SPICA LOCK SHELL?!!??!?!!??!?! (Sidenote: is she a maschoist because she’s a virgin????). Virgo lending Lucy celestial clothes when they were ripped was nice. (below panels)

Aquarius♒️🌊 is a no brainer, she’s just the last thing from her mother and got last minute flashbacks so she doesn’t count… I do think if it was developed better she’d work fine. I’d still be annoyed with her but I’d at least understand. She’s annoying but she was there for her when she was younger… yeah whatever.

Taurus🐄🐂♉️ surprisingly had a moment when he was controlled which was sorta nice if it wasn’t built on his perversion, but besides that there’s not much there. He’s prideful and straight forward, which could’ve been fun if rewritten… like an Elfman+Natsu combo. Also give him cool axes, can be multiple, i like variety 🪓

Sagittarius🐴🐎♐️ had a few too many losses and doesn’t much besides lose☠️ and shoot arrows🏹. He’s overly… dense? Righteous? Idk. Google says they should be adventurous, so like a hunter? Miss opportunity there. I have no clue what the writer is trying to do anyways. He’s a horse, horses like to run, and bows are for hunters who like the wilderness. He should be hyper aware of his surroundings and overjoyed for future possible quests and battles. It’s really simple. Also he should have special arrows like Green Arrow does including flame arrows 🔥

Crab🦀 cuts hair💈🪮💆🏿‍♂️ and was basically given to Lucy in her later years of childhood (idk exactly when tho). Honestly, I’m not sure what Lucy’s maid Satto would use the Crab♋️ celestial spirit for? Why keep holding it until when Lucy was slightly older but still young?? Might as well give it to Lucy immediately. …Or is it because it was a dude 😐 idk, the story is sexist enough to assume a double standard 🤷🏻 Would be a really cute thing tho if Mr Krab did Lucy’s hair💇🏼‍♀️ for her as a kid. Also his scissors as weapons could be cool if only ✂️✂️

I was gonna mention Scorpio and Gemini until I checked the wiki for my rewatch and there’s a tiny serious moment Lucy has not just with Aries, but with all 3 of the zodiacs. I’m splitting it down but while Aries obviously went through blatant abuse (and we know I want her to gain back confidence and independence), Scorpio mentions how they were all demeaned to and thought of as tools/objects. I’m not even sure what that could possible imply how exactly Angel treated them all, but that’s sounds HORRIBLE!!??!?? I wouldn’t be surprised if they all had an inferiority complex somehow. I can’t even remember Angel’s redemption arc, but this was never again addressed.

Gemini♊️ mocks Lucy and at first appearance everybody else too until they suddenly decided to switch teams because Lucy was against celestial spirits fighting against each other or being used as tools. If that was enough to make Gemini cry, then I gotta ask whether that was the first time a human celestial mage treated them as normal 😓 that robot thingy too. Gemini never stopped mocking Lucy after this btw, fanservice and whatnot, but it would be interesting to see Gemini act like a trickster prankster to everybody again. I like how Gemini could hear and see and remember a person’s memories and thoughts and feelings, big ole hyper empathy. But the fandom wiki makes a good point about how Gemini’s first appearance with Angel was because they copied Angel. I think that’s plenty scary because that essentially makes for one contracted celestial controller/sorta-abuser and one toxic co-worker. That has GOTTA BE TOUGH on Aries and Scorpio 😢 They need to learn to control themselves, imagine if they could change into Zeref 💀 or the celestial king.

Scorpio🦂♏️ is just known for being Aquarius’s boyfriend. He’s not as weird as the other spirits, he just kinda looks inhuman (because he isn’t, lobster) and has an added speech quirk by saying “we.” Idk why he says we, but Sagittarius says moshi-moshi/hello-hello and gemini says piri-piri which i also don’t know why, and Taurus says moo which actually makes sense, so he’s not the weirdest. Uhm, i doubt scorpions make noises? What does the scorpion (fox reference) say?? Crab took “snip-snip” already sooooooo… (searches google) ah- they can hiss and stridulate (making shrill sounds by rubbing body parts together). Huh. 😶 The wiki says he’s loyal and google too, and the fandom wiki makes a great point about how differently Scorpio treats Lucy compared to his girlfriend Aquarius. Going back to the whole “being owned and treated like a tool by Angel alongside his other zodiac buddies” it is kinda interesting for him to date Aquarius who, not to compare Aquarius to celestial spirit abusers, is kinda a destructive force to everyone including her contractor Lucy (which is why her attacks sweeps everyone away no matter whom). No clue how their relationship works out either, Awuarius seems like a totally different person when she’s with Scorpio, while Scorpio doesn’t change at all. Scorpio is considered a loyal characteristic in astrology (i think. I’m trying not to go too deep), so it’s kinda surprising Scorpio would actually cheat on Aquarius. He did kinda feel ashamed or awkward in the GMG arc, but later after that he still calls her his girlfriend she they never broke up. If Loke can advice Aries on strategy, well then I think Scorpio should speak up for Lucy against Aquarius. Considering he was being treated badly by other celestial mages until Lucy (albeit the writing failed to show Scorpio in a normal/casual setting where Lucy isn’t using him as an attack tool 😐 but let’s pretend the writing is good), it stands to reason that Scorpio could reason with Aquarius to “take it easy” on Lucy. Also he should have venom idc if snake boi has it too.

Wow. I wrote a lot about Scorpio lore despite him being one of the least developed celestial spirits. I sure do have priorities (wtf is wrong with me).

Capricorn is tricky since he can easily tell Lucy about her mother Layla since he’s worked with her, but the manga doesn’t really care… so… missed opportunity. Him dancing with Lucy shows he’s actually gonna know how to make Lucy feel at home because he was from her home unlike Virgo. They should honestly just talk.

[lumiereandcogsworth]

not about the character’s specifically, but I love hearing your thoughts on the movie as a whole SO is there anything you would take out or add for 2017’s? or is there anything you wish was expanded on/shown more? anything you wish might’ve happened differently?

ahh yeah!! now of course, generally, i wish it could be even longer. more scenes of them falling in love but even more moments after the curse is lifted. there’s so little time to see adam in human form 😭 i would KILL for just like. one quiet moment, one little conversation. but that’s what my ao3 is for, right?🥲 it also just in general makes it harder for me to picture him when i write. which is why i’m trying to watch all of dan stevens movies. need to memorize that boy’s FACE.

i do really love the canon and content that it gives so so much, but i guess, if i had to say, one tiny little thing i wish i could change was how old belle was when her mother died. like it’s fine if they wanna make it tragic and not have her remember her, but she could’ve been like a baby toddler!! i mostly wish this for two reasons:

so maria could’ve known her baby girl just a little more🥺 could’ve seen her take her first steps, heard her say mama 😭 OUGH. i think belle was only about three months old when maria died and that’s just so not enough :(

logistically (and probably no one is thinking about this but me) it makes maurice raising her alone slightly more complicated because at THAT tiny young age, belle would’ve needed a wet nurse of some kind! it’s the 18th century!! there’s no baby formula!!!

but i work that out in my own way: maurice muddles through with giving her cow’s milk on their journey from paris, but when he gets to the village he does meet a kind woman (named rosemary) who sees how much maurice is struggling and sees how weak the baby has become and OFFERS to feed her until she can eat other things. maurice is terribly grateful but also tells her he has hardly anything to pay her. but rosemary promises she’s just happy she could be there for the child. she had her own children but the eldest could look after the younger ones while rosemary tended to belle. her presence is truly a blessing and despite how much maurice is struggling (mentally and financially), she brings a bit of peace in his present stormy life.

and as for rosemary, i think she lives in the village for the first few years of belle’s life, also sort of being her babysitter when maurice does farming work (rosemary’s children adored getting to know little baby belle)

(and not to get too dark here but i do think, in his sadness, maurice sort of considers letting them take belle and raising her as their own. he never says anything to them, but he just feels so lost without maria, and this is exactly what he wanted for belle: a large, loving family. he’s devastated he can never give her that. and he does confess this to père robert, who in turn convinces him that what belle deserves is to be with her own father. that she’s already lost her mother and doesn’t need to lose any more of her own family. so🥲 she of course stays with her beloved papa.)

when belle is around three, rosemary’s family moves back to lyon. (they were hiding out in villeneuve due to the plague). for a while, maurice writes to her every now and then to tell her how belle is doing, and rosemary replies with her own life events, but eventually the correspondence falls to the wayside and their lives grow in separate directions. i like to think, though, that some day, when belle is queen, her and maurice travel to lyon to find rosemary - so belle can personally thank her for everything she did.

SO. don’t worry, writers of batb 2017, i worked it out myself!!!!!! you wish you had my galaxy brain!!!! but all i’m saying is it would’ve been just a bit simpler (and a bit nicer for maria’s sake) if belle had been just That much older. still young enough to not remember, but old enough that maurice could’ve more successfully cared for her on his own. but! i like my little story with rosemary, so we make it work. and i think maurice would’ve had the same dark thoughts of giving her away, even if rosemary hadn’t been nursing her. he had just already felt so unworthy of his beloved family, maria was his saving grace! so carrying on in life without her just genuinely seemed impossible.

other than that (and that really IS a tiny thing, despite how much i just rambled about it) i really don’t have any complaints. obviously i’d always love more of my little sillies falling in love, (no i do not mean i want a sequel - i just wish the movie was like 5 hours long) but that’s what fic is for babey!!! and i’m eternally grateful for all the added scenes, lore, and content that it gives. here’s to my beloved film that really and truly makes me insane💙💛

[tisdae]

Rules: list 10 of your childhood ships

i was tagged by @burningblake thank you!!♥️

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sharpay evans x happiness - i so wanted her to get what she wanted, bcus c’mon she deserved it, she deserved everything bcus she worked her ass off and then someone just audition and they get it? nah, we stan (1) bad bitch

bella swan x edward cullen - realizing in high school that they were toxic was such a let down to my 12 year old self who read the books and couldn’t get enough of them 🥹

katniss everdeen x peeta mellark - i don’t really need an explanation do i?😭

elena gilbert x stefan salvatore - they were the true endgame that could’ve been 🥺 also here that i explained with bella x edward; i shipped elena x stefan first, then i shipped elena x damon which i found out in high school were toxic and damon was not that great bcus a lot of reasons, so i went back to my original otp elena x stefan and i miss them 😭

katherine pierce x elena gilbert - i loved their scenes together and even though they hated each other i so wanted them to passionately kiss each other and say hateful things ajdhsjdh maybe this is where my enemies to lovers grew ❤️‍🔥

haley james scott x nathan scott - they are soulmates, enough said❤️

miley stewart x jesse - i actually shipped her with jake at first but he turned out to be an a-hole so ✨jesse✨

alex russo x mason greyback - do i need to say more?💘

selena gomez x justin bieber - i have never been as much obsessed with an irl relationship as i was with them, yikes, i was so upset when they broke up, then they got together again, broke up, it was constantly on and off, and i was so sad on behalf of selena and the songs she sang was so heartbreaking 😭

peyton sawyer x lucas scott - i was obsessed with peyton (and still am) so i really liked her with lucas. but her friendship with brooke was also one of my favorites so i guess also peyton sawyer x brooke davis 💞

these were the ones i got from my tumblr around 2011, and from what i remember😭❤️

[spinobsessed]

AT Last Episode Commentary (in real time)

Finn’s arm was in the ground, some random alien was wearing PBs crown, and these Finn and Jake reincarnates are living in Marcy’s house. This is making me upset

WHY IS BMO BRUNG THE KING OF OOO WHY IS SHERMY WEARING MARCYS SHIRT WHERE ARE MARCY AND PB THEYRE IMMORTAL. BMO DOESNT REMEMBER FINNS NAME I AM FEELING VERY UPSET RIGHT NOW

I love how Marcy said good luck that was really good voice acting

“I demand that you deescalate your forces, now”

“listen to yourself, you’re a toddler bonnibel”

*gasp* “SURRENDER OR DIE!”

LMAO JAKE JUST THREW A BOTTLE AND THEYRE ALL PASSED OUT NOW??

THE DREAM WORLD IS CRAZY

I love PB she’s so hot and smart and speaks another language

I wonder if the cosmic owl is gonna appear in the dream

omg I saw the cosmic owl and why did a fish just barf up pb and her uncle

Yay pb and her aunt are gonna be friends

omg they’re fighting the monster mutant thing

pls maja is STILL unconscious

LEMONGRAB AND LSP KISSING WAS THE LAST THING I COULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED PLS

“personal? Emotional? Just like a fanfic!”

“noo..”

Maja is awake! Omg that’s how Finn’s arm was gone

omg it’s THE BUBBLINE SCENE

they kissed for at least 3 seconds before the scene changed, and were still holding each other after 🥺 it must’ve been so wonderful and tender and hopeful to have seen that air on screen as a kid. When I see lgbtq stuff/shipping it’s so normalized (in my experience) I forget how simply meaningful that scene was, just two years after gay marriage was legalized. It feels so innocent to see them just love, it must’ve been life changing. I really wish I could’ve seen that on TV, I wish my first exposure to queerness was just something as innocent as a cartoon.

Not to say that the way I found out was inappropriate, but having a classmate come out when I was 11 and then going on tiktok to try and understand isn’t exactly how I’d prefer my future kids to learn. I look back on that memory and it feels really technical and full of words I didn’t fully understand, a cartoon directed at kids would’ve made more sense to me lol

back to the commentary

THE TREEHOUSE WAS DESTROYED NO

BMOS FACE IS CRACKED WHY, HES SINGING THATS SO SWEET

omg FINALLY Marcy and PB are back in the game like they just stood there, they’re all singing together

simon is back but Betty is gone, SHELBY? Why did Gunter wish that pls also shouldn’t Marcy be burning in the sun? It’s so sad that simon is gonna die someday tho, ig it is better for him to die as himself rather than live forever as a madman

omg it’s sweet pea but he’s giant now, AGAIN. WHERE ARE PB AND MARCY IN THE FUTURE IK THEYRE ALIVE BC OF COMICS (are the comics canon??) omg no, no no it’s the freaking song hole. I’m actually crying now I’m so serious

It took almost a full 2 months, but I have officially watched Adventure Time. All I can do is thank the lord I’m doing this in 2024 where there’s AT: Distant Lands and Fionna and Cake to watch right afterwards. Imagine if I did this before 2020 it’d be so heart wrenching that I had nothing to fill that void

[eoangstlover56]

Ok so before I say anything else this is only based on my watch of SVU I have not watched the OC episode yet. Will have to do that tomorrow.

Now that I’ve watched the episode I am not quite as upset as I was before. I do still have some issues with it but first here’s what I loved:

-Olivia being mama bear, threatening oscar papa and the whole ‘no one gets away with trying to kill my son. If you say one more word it will be your last”

-the Fin/Olivia phone call and that we get continuity of her being upset that yet another person left as she looks at Amanda’s desk and telling fin “are you gonna leave me too” and his reassurance that no he is not. I LIKE that we did see her tired and hurt for a moment. I just wish she wasn’t alone but I’ll get to that when I talk about my dislikes.

-I like that there are still Amanda mentions on the show with Carisi still being on there. Proof that they in fact CAN imply that a relationship is still occurring in a characters personal life without that person always being in an episode

-I like that now when Elliot is mentioned people have stopped talking shit about him or trying to tell her to keep her distance etc instead we just get Carisi smirking at Olivia saying she was gonna meet El and Noah at home

-I LOVE Olivia’s new apartment. It’s so spacious and honestly she deserves a space that’s hers and Noah’s and that doesn’t have memories of her being with Brian and the early days of her trauma after Lewis etc

-I can’t remember who it was on here that originally pointed out the artwork and how it looked like Elliot and Noah might’ve made some art together for Olivia? Maybe @elliot-olivia but like YES that is so deliciously domestic I wish We could’ve seen it

-Elliot telling Olivia “you’re family” is actually HUGE and I glossed over it the first time I saw the clip but like remember in Philadelphia when she said “I’ve been alone my whole life” and we all were wishing he’d said “no you’re not you have me” well that’s pretty much what he did and YESSS

-them moving through her kitchen being all domestic with him planning to make her tea and her looking for the sugar 🥺❤️ be still my heart

-ok NOW this part thank you to @det1stgrstabler @fairydyke-mothr and others for helping me see the convo in a different way because initially I felt like his “why’d you call me?” And “Liv look at me” were kinda…cold or demanding or something? But I think a lot of that was because I was expecting a hug so it didn’t seem as soft as I wanted but now that I’ve watched it again he’s gentle/soft with her he just…he loves and wants her so bad and she loves and wants him too and it probably is a little frustrating that he’s putting himself out there only to be rejected even though we and he understand why she’s rejecting him. And I think it was @thisismehappy that said they thought he realized in this scene just how much he really fucked up with her? Which is a good thing and could lead to something. Hopefully

-she tells him “I want to” twice because she wants him to know that she loves him she’s just scared 🥺 and I hope this means they are gonna try to work through the fear. I also agree with @rahleeyah (pretty sure it was you but I’ve read so many blogs today lol) that her “what if it doesn’t work out” is not neccesarily that Elliot specifically would leave her again but that she’s used to losing things so many times she’s afraid this will just be another thing and she knows that would break her (I’m paraphrasing cause Leah articulated this way better than me lol but I read that and was like ahhh yes)

-we didn’t get a hug or a face cradle but we DID get them leaning into each other and an almost kiss and a face nuzzle and what I swear was a kiss on the cheek or at least a loving caress and it was sexy 😍🔥 and sweet

-lastly I’m choosing to believe he stayed like @calliopecantaloupes said

Will discuss my problems with it later tonight as we just got to the hospital to see my grandma. Please keep her in your prayers if you believe in that or send good vibes ❤️

[riverstardis]

the stag, the dog, and the sheep:

time for a top tier episode!!

BORING BORING DRIVER HES A BOORING BOORING DRIVER

“come onn dylan! barry will have fallen into the sea by the time we get there!” “good joke” “thank you” “then again i suppose i’ve got to laugh haven’t i in case you punch me in the face again” max and ethan are laughing about it but cal’s looking moody in the back and he flicks ethan in the head because he’s being a “bully”😬

STOOP THE BUS HE NEEDS A WEEE WEEEE

and here is ethan’s “i once chased a sheep through a field with charlie fairhead” from his game of two truths and a lie with fenisha sjdkfkgk

dylan and dervla just sat watching them “this is how far mankind has evolved. fully grown men who’ve worked their entire lives to become invaluable members of a progressive society, in the blink of an eye reduced to chasing a woolly ruminant” SJDKFKG

lol cal trips ethan and claims it was an accident even though it very clearly wasn’t and ethan’s like “cheers! i hope you’re not going to be like this the whole trip. we’re here for charlie remember.”

now his glasses are broken

ethan waking up with the sheep in his face skdkfkk he also seems to have lost his stag t-shirt? “oh shhh…eep”

dylan lmaoooo

“where’s charlie?” “who’s charlie?” “the groom. the reason we’re all here.”

david’s got a white suit for the wedding SJDKFKGK he says he swears he hired a dark one

ethan’s reaally struggling with that maths there sjskdkf i say that but tbh i would struggle to do 3 hours - 45 minutes in my head like that even when NOT horrendously hung over

noel’s forgotten his name and max tells him it’s leslie😭😭

DERVLA AND THE SHEEP IN THE WINDOW OF THE B&B SKDKFKGKG otp

dylan and josh check the police station. even josh doesn't remember what happened asdhjjkdh

poor elle. she’s been summoned for a hearing

ethan’s limping and says his leg really hurts and cal calls him a wuss and then he discovers the ‘be more cal’ tattoo. i mean that’s by no means the worst tattoo he could’ve gotten so in a way he was lucky

“i’ve got a tattoo! no! that’s the kind of thing you’d do!” “you pretty much are me now” yes indeed cal, you are mad at him for doing something you would’ve done to him without a second thought

david's being unusually chipper... the effect of him reducing the dose of his medication?

duffy's worried because charlie isn't answering her calls and she thinks he's run away and doesn't want to marry her anymore

the woman in the tattoo place says that ethan's screaming was the loudest she's ever heard and cal goes "sounds about right" sjsjdfjfjgfj

"you brought a stethoscope to a stag do?" "yeah! it's a comfort thing..." DHJKAHHJSD OH ETHAN I LOVE YOUUU I MISS YOUUU

ethan trying to distract the tattoo lady from them looking into the briefcase by asking to look at more designs "i'm thinking of a... caterpillar?"

"OO OO DONT BE SHY LADIES THERES A DOCTOR IN THE HOUSE" "are you sure that's your brother?" "funny, i've been asking myself that a lot recently" SJAJKSJ why is ethan SO much more drunk than the others😭😭 i guess he's not as used to drinking so much. plus i think he'd drunk more than the others by the time they'd even set off bc they showed him opening another beer

lmaoo ethan asking cal whether he should put kisses in a text to alicia saying everything's okay and cal's like "what."💀

“there’s a dancer called candy. we think charlie might be with her. … no, no, not in the biblical sense” SJDKKFKGK

cal and ethan start arguing yet again lol ethan has no idea what it is cal's actually mad about😬

ethan lauching himself at the pimp guy and knocking him out to save cal YEAHH THATS MY BOY!!! he goes “nobody touches my brother” and cal goes “be more cal, eh?”🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

aww they’re doing a sort of a hen night (well, day) for duffy and david comes in and goes “oh great you’ve got her distracted!” 💀💀

“i remember faces. all of yours are imprinted in my brain. i’ll see you again.” “yeah, well this isn’t actually my face so um. i hired it!” skdkfkgkg i love him

the police officer asks dylan’s name and then he’s like “dylan keogh? are you sure sir?” because charlie was arrested but gave dylan’s name lmaooo

“you gave them my name, why did you do that?!” “imagine if duffy found out about this” “i’ve got a criminal record now apparently!” “drunkenness, resisting arrest, it’s nothing really” “yeah and impersonating a doctor i’m sure that’s an offence isn’t it! you know all of these things go on record, the next time there’s trouble, it’s muggins they’ll come looking for first!” SKDKFKGKG ohh dylan i love you

charlie has a tattoo that says ‘candy’ in a heart lmaoooo

dylan spinning the minibus and then he stops and they all rush to put their seatbelts on SJDFKKGKG come on guys you literally work in an emergency department💀

noel still thinks he’s called leslie sjdkfkkfkf

“i was thinking, maybe i should get a tattoo. be more ethan.” “ha” “you were seriously impressive back there” “yeah, we’ll, then i’d have to get one that said ‘be even more cal’, you’d have to get one that said ‘be even more ethan’, i’d have to get…” “just. stop talking. come ere” and cal puts his arm round ethan and kisses his head and hugs him I MISS GHEM SO MUCH😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

oh is that lexy? is that her name?

“well given that i’ve got at least 12 points on my license and a fresh criminal record, i’d say it’s been a pretty staggeringly unsuccessful stag from my point of view” oh dylan skdkfkgk

duffy saying in the vows “no sickness, because we’re nurses” :((((

damn david is tearing up the dance floor! meanwhile robyn looks worried

lmaoo alicia goes up to ethan at the reception and goes “i missed the main event so you’re gonna have to make up for it by taking your trousers off” and he’s like “i beg your pardon?” and she goes “i wanna see it!” and he realises she’s talking about the tattoo💀💀 and cal sees them talking and immediately goes and kisses some random woman who conveniently happens to be walking past at that moment so alicia sees and breaks up with him

shut up connie leave elle alone🙄

lmaoo duffy notices charlie’s arm hurts but he doesn’t tell her about the tattoo. i think charlie’s drunken tattoo is considerably worse than ethan’s lmao

“why would you do that to alicia?” “yknow, sometimes you can’t help yourself” cal actually looks really sad :( and ethan just looks confused. “so what you’re saying you don’t wanna be more like me now? because tattoo removal really hurts” lmaooo

“that’s the thing. whatever you do, however insane, i still look at you and think yeah that’s my brother” “and you’ve got me for life nibbles” THAT IS SO FUCKING CRUEL I HATE THE WRITERS I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫 there’s no way in hell they weren’t already planning to kill cal off at this point because it’s less than 3 months away now and don’t they start planning storylines like 9 months in advance :/ and when richard winsor decided to leave he agreed to extend his contract an extra 4 months i think so they could give cal a good (“good”) exit storyline

i absolutely love how they’ve both decided to put their relationship over their relationships with alicia. i miss when casualty didn’t prioritise romantic relationships over everything else. i feel like that started to change in s32. man i miss the oliver kent and erika hossington era it really was superior

i think they should do a comedy episode like this again! although the show barely has any lighthearted moments like it used to be so maybe it would feel more jarring but on the other hand it would probably help bring back some light heartedness and fun!

[agents-are-dicks]

PLL (Pretty Little Liars) Rewatch Thoughts

Warning: spoilers, lengthy comments, that’s about it.

S1 E1:

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Can we talk about Spencer when the girls woke up and both she and Ali were missing?! I know it could’ve just been shock or she thought it wasn’t that serious, but the way she says, “she’s gone. I think I heard her scream” is just so cold. Like should you not be even slightly freaking out a little?? I definitely considered her a suspect at first bc it was a little sus

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Holly Marie Combs my beloved!! I swear I love all the moms in this show (Pam took me awhile tho)

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Forgot that Aria’s brother (Mike?) played lacrosse. It’s funny considering Cody Christian was in Teen Wolf and they played lacrosse too. Is it really that popular in schools? (Did you know pll also stands for Premium Lacrosse League)

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Byron (derogatory) Completely forgot about him cheating tbh. I just don’t like him or his vibes

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Not Ezra saying he tried writing but didn’t get to far while the poster of Ali is up on the wall and he knows all about Aria bc of Ali and his book 🤢 l was really about to defend him this one time but then I remembered. It’s so predatory and 🤮

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I miss short yet interesting intros like this

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Okay but the way Emily says “we all know she’s Dead, right?” Like girl no wonder Aria looked at you like that acting all suspicious just like Spencer.

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Aw. Aria assuming the rest of the group were still friends just gets to me somehow. It’s almost touching in a way.

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Yeah “Holy crap” is right Ezra, but you still ain’t gonna learn , are you?! Ya creep

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Not being able to see Mona in the shot just before first A text is just so *chefs kiss*

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Ah, Melissa (derogatory)

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Wren my baby. Poor thing has no idea of what’s to come.

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“You know what they say about hope, it breeds eternal misery” by far one of my favorite/memorable quotes.

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Oh Ezra, you should’ve just ended it right then and there.

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The fat shaming in this show when the characters not even remotely overweight (I don’t think anyone should be shamed for their size in general but I’m making a point) is just so toxic. It’ll be a miracle if I don’t relapse.

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Honestly the original Ian actor was so much more attractive than the one who replaced him

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I know what I just said about fat shaming Hannah but having her causally pick the croutons out of her salad while talking with her mom is genius. It shows she’s still struggling with an eating disorder but doesn’t focus in on it. It’s subtle. Her eating disorder isn’t supposed to be known to the audience and yet this provides a sense of consistency. It’s a nice touch.

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Emily saying she knew Alison was back and then the coroner coming about with the body bag is just so sad. My poor baby 🥺

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Ezra you and I both know you have no right reason to be at that funeral. Also you know damn well she was a friend of hers. Just stop, turn around, and leave town now.

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I can’t believe Ezria used to be my OTP. It’s so hard to watch now. She is 16 sir. Not to mention your student.

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Such a dramatic ending to the first ep. Absolutely ICONIC.

Honesty this was fun. I might do more. It just depends.