#he send out invites and everything 😔😔

[satoruan]

ONE LAST TIME — GETO SUGURU & GOJO SATORU

✧ ˒ — you’ve been invited to your old fuck buddy's wedding and the best man feels that the three of you have unfinished business.  

( TW ) Fem!reader. explicit content. porn with some feelings (not rlly but also rlly). reader is a slut. cheating. mentions of reader sleeping with other people. MFM. spit roasting. blow job. P -> V. unprotected sex. cream pie. face riding. fingering. squirting.  

word count - > 2.2k  

author note. the last time I’ll re upload this fic 😔 tumblr hates it for some reason!!

Satoru had been sending you winks and sly smirks throughout the night. He finally has the balls to text during the middle of the feast.  

Satoru: Enjoying the wedding?

you: Yep! Best wedding I’ve been to.

Satoru: So, you aren’t the slightest bit jealous?

you: Jealous? And why would I be? The only one jealous here is you because ‘Sugu is getting married before you’.

Satoru: Pchss I don’t want to be held down and forced to fuck one person for the rest of my life, wouldn’t you agree y/n?

you: Shut up, that was so long ago, you’re the only one who remembers or cares about that.

Satoru: I doubt that.

you: Doubt all you want Toru. Suguru and I are over It so let go. It’s been years.

Satoru: So, if I told you ‘Sugu invited you because he wanted one last night with you?

you: Shut up Toru, he’s married.

You cross your legs and look up, automatically spotting Satoru sitting at one of the tables up front, absorbed in his phone. You quickly look away and scan the room, where you find Geto. Your face heats up as you notice him staring at you intently, clearly ignoring his wife, who is trying to get his attention. Feeling flustered, you hurriedly lower your gaze back to your phone.

Satoru: I’m not lying! He even told me at his bachelor party that he misses the old days...

The old days when you spent your college years filled with their cum. You had a cock stuffed inside of you almost every day. The boys weren’t always available, so you had to get creative.   

Satoru: Meet me in the bathroom?’

you: Nope, I told you I’ve changed.

Satoru: Stop lying y/n.

you: I’m not!

Satoru: Then what were you doing with Nanami and his friends?  

You choke on your spit, how did he—you were going to kill Nanami the next time you saw him. You didn’t think anyone else had seen you leave the office that night. Fuck. Fuck. You were absolutely going to kill him. You glance back up and make eye contact with Satoru, who tilts his head and licks his lips. His white hair falls into his face. He looks so utterly fuckable.   

Satoru: You want me to beg? Tell you how much I missed your tight pussy and pouty lips?

‘Keep talking…’ You text. Fuck it. You missed Satoru too, it’s been years, and it wasn’t as if you parted on bad terms—you wouldn’t mind fucking him one more time. One last time, as a goodbye.  

Satoru: Miss your cute little moans and your tight ass and how your pretty little hands looked wrapped around my cock. I miss the cuddles after it. I miss everything, pretty girl.

you: One more time Satoru. This is the last time! 

Satoru: meet me at the family bathroom in 5 ;) 

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“Fuckin’ missed you.” Satoru groans into your mouth, throwing you onto the counter. You wrap your legs around his wide hips as he grabs your hair. “Toru, don’t fucking mess up my hair, what do you think they’ll say when I come out with a bird’s nest instead of my fancy wedding hair.”  

“Sorry, pretty girl,” he murmurs against your lips, moving his hands to your waist. You pull him closer to you. The familiarity of his hands and mouth on you makes you melt.

Satoru breaks away and sinks to his knees. He pushes your sheer lilac dress up above your ass and rolls his eyes back into his head.  

“Missed this pussy.” He inhales. Thumbing your clit above your white lace panties. You grab onto his hair and moan.   

“Toru—”  

“Shh—let me show you how much I’ve missed this pussy sweet girl,” He leans in to lick your damp panties. “Show me.”  

Desperate for an orgasm you obey, sliding the flimsy lace to the side and parting your slick pussy with two fingers. Satoru leans in immediately to lick you entirely.   

“Satoru!” You cry, the grip his hair tightening as he eats you like a starved man. You fall back onto the mirror and hump his face as he sucks your clit.  

“Gonna cum Toru! Don’t stop, please, please, don’t stop!” You slur, eyes rolling to the back of your head when he stuffs three thick fingers into your achy cunt. He curls them to hit your g-spot, the spot that he discovered existed long ago.   

“M’cumming!” You moan removing your hand from your pussy to grip the edges of the counter. Your pussy convulses around Satoru's fingers.  

“Not gonna stop ‘till you squirt for me,” He mumbles against your clit. “You can do it—good girl.” He goes back to sucking your clit. It doesn’t take long until you're squirting all over his face. Eyes squeezed shut and ears ringing, you don’t notice that someone walks into the large restroom because the man between your legs never locked the door.  

“Was I not invited to the party?” Suguru shoots the two of you.   

You pull yourself up, your legs swinging around Satoru's head.

“Sugu!” You squeak.  

Satoru tries to say something, but he’s trapped between your thighs.

“No, Sugu, we were just getting started. Isn’t that right, pretty?” He coughs, standing up with a soaked shirt and a glistening face. He grins at his Suguru.

He pulls his gaze away from his best friends and looks at you. You're staring at him with wide eyes, your legs tightly closed as if he’s never seen what’s between them before. He steps closer to you. “Is that right, y/n?” You suck in a breath and nod.

“Y-yes.”   

“Then why are you hiding that slutty pussy from me.”   

“You’re a taken man now ‘Sugu–”   

“And that's gonna stop you?”  

“Why don’t you go fuck your wife?” You snap, crossing your arms over your chest and returning your attention to Satoru. “Are we gonna finish this or what?”   

“Don’t look away from me, y/n,” Suguru says, crossing the space between you and grasping your chin. “She’s nothing like you—too traditional and stuck up. She doesn’t hold a candle to you.”  

“Yeah?” You blink up at him through wet lashes, your heart fluttering. You uncross your legs and slowly lift them to Suguru's thick hips.

“Nothing—no one compares,” he says as he draws your face closer to his.

“Do you promise?” you whisper shyly, your lips brushing against his.

“Promise,” he teases before catching your swollen lips. Your back arches, legs clinging to his suit-clad waist. His lips taste like watermelon-scented Chapstick—it must be his wife's. You bite his bottom lip and giggle at the thought.

“How long you got before your wifey comes lookin’ for you?” Satoru asks.  

“Not long, about ten minutes at most.” Suguru rolls his eyes, catching your lips again.   

“You gonna take me in the mouth and let ‘Sugu fuck your cunt, angel? Think you can get us off in ten minutes?”   

“Sith time to spare.” You smirk up at Satoru who smiles and starts to unbuckle his pants. His heavy cock jumps out, tip leaking precum.  

“Come here then, sweetheart.” Suguru pulls you off the counter and flips you towards Satoru. He pushes you down until you are folded at the waist. You grab onto Satoru’s thick thighs, his cock jumping on the side on your face. You look up at him and smile before turning slightly to peck his shaft.  

“Stop teasing—be a good girl and put it in your mouth before I mess up your ‘fancy weddin’ hair.’” He teases. You glare up at him—about tell him off, but as soon as you open your mouth Suguru shoves his thick cock into your wet pussy. You scream.  

“Shut her up ‘Toru!” Suguru spits out between groans. You clench so tight around him he tries not to cum prematurely.   

You move to take Satoru’s cock before he has a chance to fuck up your hair any more than he already has. His cock hits the back of your throat, and you thank the gods above you don’t have a gag reflex. You start to bob your head down his stiff cock, careful not to nick him with your teeth.  

Suguru starts to thrust in and out, hands gripping your hips so tight you know your hips will be bruised for the next week.  

“So fuckin’ tight,” Suguru grunts throwing his head back. “Tightest cunt I‘ve ever fucked.”  

You moan around Satoru’s cock.   “Missed this warm mouth.” Satoru moans, thrusting his hips into your face. Suguru follows his lead.

“You miss havin’ two cocks in you, oh wait, you still get fucked like this weekly by—fuck—by Nanami’s entire office floor.” Mouth full of cock, you don’t even attempt to defend yourself, it’s true anyways.  

“We’re still you're favorites or did you forget about us after college, hm? So many cocks you forgot about the first two.” Suguru slams you down the entire length of his cock, so hard Satoru’s cock falls out your mouth. Satoru grips your jaw, ignoring the spit and precum that falls onto his hands.  

“Is that true pretty, you forgot about the men who taught you how to take cock?”  

“N-no,” you moan out, Suguru's cock filling you up so good you hardly remember how to breath.   

“Never f-forget you guys, never ever.” You promise.  

“Then prove it, suck my cock just how I taught you.”

You shudder in pleasure before shamelessly grabbing ‘Toru’s cock and shoving it back in your mouth, determined to get him off. You bounce your head up and down his shaft, licking and sucking the tip, just like he taught you.   

“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum.” ‘Toru grits out, forgoing the rule about touching your hair. He holds your head to his pelvis thrusting into your mouth so hard you start to get lightheaded, pair that with Suguru's thick cock pushing against your pelvis, and you’re surprised you haven't passed out.  

“M’cummin, f-fuck m’ gonna cum” Satoru groans shooting thick ropes into your throat. You swallow down every sip, eyes rolling to the back of your head when Suguru’s thrusts turn sloppy.

“C-Cum in my pussy ‘Sugu!” You cry against Satoru’s softening cock.  

“What was that Sweetheart?” Suguru pulls you put by the scruff of your neck. “What did you say?”  

“S-said cum in me, please!” You cry, your hands reaching for the hand around your neck.  

“M’gonna cum deep inside in you Sweetheart, gonna cum so deep you’ll e scooping it out for days,” Your pussy clenches at the thought. “You wan’ that, hm? You want my cum?”   

“Please, please, please!” You beg.  

“Take it then—” He slams into your ass, cumming deep inside your pussy causing you to orgasm at the feeling of being filled to the brim.  

“Fuck that felt amazing.” Suguru mumbles into your now fucked up hair. At that thought you open your eyes and glare at Satoru.  

“What?” He questions, stuffing himself back into his pants.  

“You messed up my hair.” You grumble. Suguru laughs behind you, gently slipping his now soft cock out of you. You clench your cum-filled pussy while Suguru situates your thong back in place, he pats your pussy. You’re suddenly hit with a pang of nostalgia and the old routine. Memories of the three of you coming to the forefront of your mind. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss this. Somedays all you think about is how you wish you could just go back to the days when you fucked the boys like a bunny in heat. The days when you laid on Suguru’s chest after long days and thought about what your life would be like if you settled down with him. You’d give anything to go back.  

“Suguru, you in here?”  

“Shit!”  

—  

“Is she okay?” Suguru’s wife frowns, looking at you slumped over the toilet.  

“She's just drunk, she always acts like this around alcohol and can't help herself when it comes to taking as many shots as she can get her hands on.” Satoru smirks, and you roll your eyes beneath your arm

“Why’s your shirt wet?”   

“She let loose and threw up all over me, had to get creative.”   

“C'mon babe, let's get back to the party, Satoru will help clean her up.” Suguru puts his hand on his wife’s back gently guiding her out of the restroom.  

“Okay, be quick Satoru, we're about to do another round of speeches, the crowd loves you.” 

[landograndprix]

「Mini me, mini you? ๛ l.n」

✧.* summary: in which baby fever hits hard but your relationship hits rock bottom.

✧.* this was requested as a cute fluffy baby fever, dad lando smau but my heart said angst 👀 and I ruined it lmao so this is either an unhappy ending or I'm turning it into a multiple part series

✧.* taglist and request are open!

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mclaren

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mclaren cuteness overload 🥺🧡.

#F1 #BritishGp

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yourbestfrienduser baby girl loading..💗💖💗💖

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lando taglist;

Everything taglist; @thomaslefteyebrow @hopefulinlove @smoothopz

[blue-jisungs]

heyy, how are you doing? hope life's treating you well during the last days of the year 🤚😔

I wanted to request smth but I'm not sure if I should send it here bc I didn't see a link? anyways. I was wondering how would wonwoo or scoups deal with a s/o that hasn't dated nor kissed before and therefore is scared of the commitment and all the pressure that comes with catching feelings? maybe I have a friend who's insecure about that, iykwim

thank you for taking the time<3

firsts (and hopefully, not lasts)

author’s note. hi dear anonnie!! i’m doing good, thank u for asking <3 i hope life was treating you tenderly too!! :D

++ thank u mother @l3visbby for proofreading<33

summary. having a conversation about your worries with wonwoo, who’s understanding and caring

also this turned so self indulgent like 😭😭😭 i relate to all the bitchless single ppl out there fr fr … so worry not, i getchu…. i mean, your friend >_<

word count. ~1,5k

sometimes you wondered how did that happen. that meaning you and wonwoo dating. him, a talented and handsome idol with lots of charisma, good traits and fans. you, being a simple human with an ordinary life.

it was even quite… boring. nothing really happened in your life. highschool, then college. working and studying, an endless cycle. you were never the one to party – or get invited to parties. sure, you got along with your classmates and co-workers (or even their friends!) but you couldn’t help but feel envious when in their early 20s they already had dated, partied and had the fun of their lives.

you met wonwoo while on a vacation on jeju. for something that felt like ages, you decided to take a trip. alone. just with yourself.

while having a lonely stroll around the neighborhood, you stopped to pet a cat. it had a collar, it certainly wasn’t stray - and surely, loved belly rubs. so while you were petting the feline, wonwoo noticed you. heart warming upon seeing the simplicity and beauty of human nature, he stared for a while longer and went back to the place he stayed at.

he passed you a couple of times – on a beach, when you were secretly petting the cat, when you were riding a rented bicycle with wind blowing your hair.

you were cute and wonwoo decided that ‘screw it’ and approached you once you were reading a book under a byeonggeul tree. and the rest was history.

you’ve been dating for almost three months. yet… you haven’t kissed. wonwoo understood that, how could he not? he respected your boundaries and told you to take your time. he didn’t know the reason – that you haven’t kissed anyone, that he was the first guy you held hands with, that he was your first everything. and in moments like these, when the realization hit you like a wave crushing on rocks by the shore, you were terrified. how come you’re 27 and still a loser? bitchless loser, as many of the younger people would say. sure, wonu never made fun of you (simply because you never talked about it or mentioned it to him) but your friends, that knew you for a long time now… you felt it in your bones that they’re making fun of you.

“hey, is everything okay?” your boyfriend’s (gosh, that sounds so beautifully strange. you never thought the possibility of having a boyfriend is something that was actually possible for you) tender voice reached your ears. tearing your dozed-off eyes away from a random spot in the wall, you nodded with a shy smile.

wonwoo sat next to you, placing his warm hand over yours.

“come on, i can see something is bothering you. you’ve zoned out” he snickered and you just send him a smile “you do that a lot lately, you know? is something bothering you?”

‘you. you are the reason of my bothers’ you thought, sighing.

“well…” you started and already knew it was a mistake. wonwoo cocked an eyebrow.

“so there is something” he hummed, satisfied “you know i won’t judge, hm?”

he knew exactly what you were thinking. one would think it’s kind of creepy. actually, you found it adorable. he knew you so well, almost as if you knew each other since childhood.

“i know but… it’s silly” you mumbled and your eyes met his warm, ebony irises. wonwoo fixed his glasses with a swift flick and shook his head. you opened your mouth to say something.

communication is key, they say. you should probably tell him what’s on your mind, right?

you just sighed.

“how do you… bear with me? we… we haven’t kissed and–”

“i hate to interrupt but i’ve told you this. i don’t mind. you being comfortable it’s the most important thing to me and i would hate to lose your trust” he said, a bit sternly but you knew it was pure care speaking through him.

“i know but… i haven’t kissed, wonwoo. like, never. and actually, i’m scared. because this is my first relationship. my parents and friends have this pressure on me… and it’s so draining. ‘you didn’t even kiss yet?’, ‘when are you going to introduce him to us?’, ‘does he take you on dates?’, ‘do you live together?’, ‘are you really committed?’... ‘are you sure you like him?’... and how… how would i know? i’m scared” you burst out suddenly, words leaving your lips like water erupting from a waterfall. you see his eyes widen in shock, lips parting.

“scared of what?” wonwoo asked, blinking slowly “me…?”

“no. yes. i mean, no!” you laugh and see a wave of relief wash over him. then he frowns, so you explain “i’m scared of what you’ll think or… or where we will be in the future. i’m scared to do some things with you but also… kind of excited? i’m scared of committing but i’m also frightened of not committing! like, with all respect, how will i know i love you? do you just wake up one day and know it’s love? i’m scared i’ll get hurt or even worse, hurt you. i don’t know what to do…” your voice died in your throat.

great, you overshared. now he’ll think you’re actually insane.

you could see wonwoo was baffled. you sat in silence for five minutes, his thumb drawing circles on your hand in a soothing manner.

“that’s… a lot to process” nonu let out a small laugh and you smiled.

“i know, sorry. it’s just been on my mind lately” you mumbled. wonwoo brings his leg to the couch, then puts his other hand and grabs both of yours. looking you in the eye with seriousness, you tense a bit. uh oh.

“to be honest, baby…” your boyfriend starts (and the nickname still makes your stomach swirl with butterflies - even though you always thought it would make you cringe. surprisingly, coming from wonwoo’s lips, it doesn't) “it’s hard to answer all of these. i really like you and i truly hope our relationship will last. but human heart is really unpredictable. we don’t know what the future will bring and we can only do our best and hope, it’ll only be positive things”

you nod. you’d like that – wonwoo was a person you could never get tired of.

“i didn’t know i’m your first boyfriend. and… i feel very touched that you trust me enough to share it with me and be with me. if you’re scared that kissing or something will overwhelm you… i’ll do my best to guide you into everything you want. and if you don’t, i’ll understand that” he said and you suddenly feel like crying. your friends always say that men are shit. wonwoo must be a real angel, then.

“i can’t really tell you how you’ll know you love me. everyone realizes in their own time, their own way. i don’t think… i don’t think i’ve ever experienced romantic love, to be honest” the words left his lips and you stared at him in shock “we’re not so different, dear”

you melted, feeling your lower lip start to quiver.

“and… thank you for sharing your worries with me. i’m really proud, you know? you were scared of others’ opinion, what i will think… of your own emotions. and it's normal. it’s understandable, especially in your first relationship. but i’m here for you, okay?” he cooed, his lips forming into a gentle smile.

“you’re not… angry?” you asked quietly. his face morphed into confusion.

“no, why would i be?” he asked, genuinely puzzled.

“well, it kind of sounded like i wanted to break up. which, i don’t of course. but um… you know… a girl tells you she’s scared… i dunno…” you rambled and blew air into your cheeks.

“i’m not, of course i’m not. in fact, i’m happy. i know now how you feel, i know what’s been troubling you. and i just want you to know that… with time, it’ll become natural for you. i mean, i’d hope so” he grinned “also, for the record, i won’t judge your kisses. of course i wouldn’t but… if that makes you more comfortable, then–”

“but be honest, do you even want to kiss me?” you huffed. he giggled, shaking his head.

“duh! what kind of a boyfriend would i be if i didn’t want to kiss my gorgeous partner?” wonwoo asked a - obviously rhetorical - question, squeezing your hand gently. “i do. i really do. but as i said…”

you loosened your hand from his tender hold and smacked his arm jokingly. he looked at you disoriented but with an amused smile.

“take my time… blah, blah, blah. okay. i will, you know it” you said and sent him a serious look “but promise me… if i ever do something wrong, you tell me. right away. like… ‘y/n you’re being a bad partner!’”

wonwoo scoffed and seeing your serious look, he nodded.

“i will. i swear on my love for chan” he said and placed his hand on his heart with a proud smirk.

“awww- wait, what?” you laughed and wonwoo followed along, the comforting sound of your laughters merging together in a beautiful melody.

and you have a strange feeling in your heart. you’re not sure what is it but you’re certain that it’s its way of saying ‘you’re safe with him’.

masterlist <3

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[lexirosewrites]

Thinking about a Burn alternative that I didn't want to wait until Sunday to send in case I forgot! Okay, so, everything up through Eddie abandoning Steve still happens, but with some twists after that. He and Robin still get kidnapped and trapped under the mall, but they save themselves. Steve, in a rush of adrenaline wanting to save himself, his pup, and Robin, loses his shit on everyone who captured them and brutally kills the main ones. He gains the respect of the other members who were down there and it turns out they had a lot of issues with the Russians running things so they pledge allegiance to Steve instead, making him their matriarch. Wanting to establish security and safety above all else for her m and Dove, he dives into the role and gains a steadfast group of loyal followers and people. Robin operates as almost a double agent, staying as Eddie's accountant but running intel and such for Steve. Chrissy knows that she's doing so but doesn't tell Eddie out of loyalty to Steve. During all of this, Steve had covertly moved out of the apartment and disappeared, and Bob couldn't track him. Eddie knows he's vanished and is beside himself searching for him, leaving him distracted and room for Steve's new group to start sneaking in and taking things from him. Business deals, profit opportunities, you name it. He's become the leader of a powerful organization and remained anonymous. He gives birth to Dove and starts to raise her on his own. He's surrounded by tough people, and he has some alphas try to cozy up to him, but he doesn't entertain the idea of anyone other than Eddie. Eddie finally realizes that 1) he's been losing a lot of power and people to the anonymous leader and 2) Robin and Chrissy have been helping. He starts conducting his own investigation and decides to extend an invitation to the leader to meet and exchange pleasantries to hopefully stop a turf war from happening. Steve accepts, as he will be wearing a disguise, and they arrange to meet at his new home. The day arrives and Eddie is greeted by a lavish but small home and he's put in the sitting room. Steve comes in and Eddie immediately is struck by his scent, it seems so familiar. He shuts that thought down and focuses on the task at hand, starting a tense conversation with the anonymous leader. He keeps getting struck by the scent, and in one disastrously tense moment, they get into a tussle and Steve's disguise moves enough to show his neck and moles. Enough for Eddie to recognize him. Idk what happens after this, Steve leaves and Eddie is escorted out by armed guards. This begins a cat and mouse chase, angst, and some good make up fucking when they inevitably get back together but only after Eddie has grovelled in sorrow and accepted that Steve is his equal in all things. The end😌

it drives me insane to know i still haven’t finished writing “Ashes” so you guys don’t get the badass omega Steve that you’re all clearly craving😔 he deserves to be crazy and powerful like this!!!

(link to Burn in case anyone is confused about the source material for this ask)

[pinkthrone445]

Nooo! You can’t leave me hanging with my heartache pls 😭 I need a part 5 to Partner in crime. I am so sad and I’ve been waiting for the next update to this and I finally get it but it’s sadddd naurrrrr. Next part. I demand the next sort my heart needs to feel happy again 😔🥲

P.S I love your writing! It’s soo good!!!! I love it so much!

Thanks for the support! I love this kind of messages, it truly helps me to keep writing. Thanks for all the funny comments too! ❤️

~Partner in crime~ Part 5

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Pairing:Melissa Schemmenti x Reader

Gender:soft, cute, friends to lovers, slow burn, hurt

Warnings:I don't think so

Summary :When they send you to work back in your home town, you start to recall all your memories from your teen years involving the redhead. And now it was finally time to face the past.

You sighed trying to calm the lump in your throat and the pain you felt in your chest as you remembered how things ended with her and how the last time you saw her she had already found her forever home by someone else's side.

Taking a last look at the file that had been brought to you, you reviewed with your eyes the name of the person involved: Anthony "Tony" Schementti. The man for whom you had received a promotion as a cop when you caught him years ago, but also the man that had cost you your whole future and the love of your life.

Many nights you spent reliving that arrest in your head, what would have happened if your partner had entered the building first and made the arrest? Would she still be with you, would your end have been different? What would have happened if you had him let it go? Would it have been worth losing your job to keeping her? You could have find a new job, but you could never find someone like her, Melissa was something special, something that you only get to live once, her magic made your life brighter, better, happier... And even if you tried to find someone new, your days never were as bright, your life never reached that peak of perfection and your heart never felt the same happiness...

You knew you couldn't live in the past anymore, you couldn't change anything and there was no point of spend your time speculating about what would have happened if... But you also couldn't have a full future if your heart had stayed in that past.

With sadness and pain you took that file and closed it, getting up from your desk and taking it to your boss to explain that you would not be part of the revision of the trial since you were involved in the case personally. He understood and after you finish arranging everything, you went to your patrol to start your first day of work on Philly.

That first week back in your home town was "normal", you tried to get used to the town again and to your new partner at work, he was a rookie under your protection and under your guidance, and he didn't had much idea of life.

The redhead popped on your mind more than once, more times that you would like to admit. Sometimes it was because you saw something that reminded you of her, in others she visited you in waves of loving or painful memories, she also visited you on dreams from time to time, where she looked at you with more love than the last time you talked to her. You knew where she lived and worked, it was on the file of her brother because she was his contact information, you only saw the address once, but it was engraved on your mind with no practical use, you would never dare to go to near that part of town and risk seeing her again after all this years.

Another thing that made you think of her was the invitation that was under your door when you got home a few nights ago, the school reunion for the 20th anniversary of your graduation. Everyone in school knew that you dated her many years, would they think that you were still together? They always thought you were the perfect couple, what would they think if they find out that she was married to one of her ex classmates?

You didn't have time to go to that stupid thing anyway...

The noise of interference on your radio brought you back to reality

-"Code Amber on the Philly mall, all free units respond to the scene" - The lady from the radio informed and you turned your lights and the sirens on, immediately changing route to the mall address

-"Copy dispatch, this is L-8230 on route" - You informed

-"Child got lost apparently 10 minutes ago in a school excursion to the cinema, a first grader using a gray t-shirt and blue sport pants, curly short dark hair, green eyes and dark tees, it's using a tag with their name on it, responds to the name of Chris"-she kept giving more instructions and you saw the mall a few blocks away. Your partner looked really nervous and scared, placing his hand on the belt where he had his hand.

-"Look kiddo, we are looking for a little kid, not to shoot anybody. Our coworkers probably already did a perimeter around the mall, if someone is trying to take that kid away, we will see it before they can get away with it. In the most common cases the kid is hiding somewhere inside the mall and we can find him in a few minutes. We will get there and talk to the teacher and the classmates to see if someone saw something, our job it's to be calm so they can be calm, if they start to panic, that only make our jobs harder, okay?"-You tried to explain everything so he could know what to expect and do his job in the best way

-"Y-Yes ma'am, I will follow your lead" - He said taking his hand off the gun holder.

When you arrived at the scene, the police already closed the mall and made a perimeter around it just as you said.

After parking, you quickly entered the mall with your partner following quickly behind you. There were many children gathered around their teachers and nervousness and fear could be felt in the air. Scanning the crowd you approached the teacher of the lost kid to ask a couple of questions. Among all of them you saw a blonde hair, which although many years had passed since the last time you saw her in person, you would recognize her anywhere. Kristin Marie was sobbing trying to keep her composure so as not to scare the other children, but in her eyes from afar you could see the desperation she felt and the guilt that one of her children had gotten lost.

Without trying to startle her more than she already was, you approached carefully and touched her arm

-"Kristin..."-you softly called but she was startled anyway

-"O-Officer..."-she began stuttering from her own sobs and you could see the surprise in her eyes when her sight reached your face-"(Y/N)..."-your name on her lips was just a whisper and she immediately collapsed in your arms crying on your vest, your arms held her protectively

-"Hey... It is ok... We'll find them, they're hiding somewhere and they are safe. Kids tend to hide thinking is funny, I'm sure they are around somewhere else. I promise we will find them" - You reassured. On your job you knew that you shouldn't do promises, specially knowing how unpredictable life was, but rigth now you would say anything to confort your old friend. But apparently, no matter what you said to her, you couldn't stop her from sobbing on your chest.

A well-dressed man approached you with a frown, looking at the woman crying in your chest

-"Pull yourself together Kristin! Don't you realize that this damn mall is full of glass and the reporters who are gathering outside can see you? Do you know how the name of the school could look if that child does not appear?" -The man spoke in a dry tone and for the first time in your life you saw Kristin scared, not by him, but by the idea that that child might not appear again. You carefully stood in front of the man, covering your friend with your body

-"BACK OFF!" - Your voice echoed on the mostly emptied mall-"A child is lost and all you care is the school reputation? Why don't you care about the safety of that kid? Why don't you worry about the parents of him? Their life could change forever and all you care is about some reporters outside?" - Your tone was dry and authoritarian, making him step back a little-"Do not interfere with this and don't talk to her again or I will kick you out of the perimeter so the reporters can eat you alive" - You warned him and he frowned again, mad, but smart enough to no say anything back.

Changing your expression to a soft smile, you looked at your friend who was sobbing silently

-"We will find him, do you want to look for him with me?" - You offered and she nodded, without strength to talk. With one hand you took your radio and began to check where they had already searched to narrow down the area. The other children were sent home with their parents to make the search easier. Apparently the entire mall had been searched and they also announced over each speaker the name of the lost kid to see if he appeared, but both happened.

Kristin started to panic again, but instead of letting her go down into a panic attack, you started to ask questions again

-"Where was the last time you saw him?" - You asked on a neutral tone

-"We were about to enter the movie theater, our was the room number 7, the children began to enter and I began to check their names on my list, inside that room there where only kids, teachers and the guys of the movies that clean, he enter the theater and I checked him on the board, but when I finish checking that every kid got inside, he was no longer on their seat, we searched all over but he was no where to be found, that's when we called the police"-she explained with desperate gesticulation

-"So... Only kids, teachers and cleaning crew, and from one moment to another he wasn't on the room anymore..."-You used your radio again-"Someone checked the interior of the building? The one that the crew of the mall uses to go around?" - You asked but everyone answered the same

-"Negative, he can't be there, you need a key to access" - they answered and you started to run to one of the service door, with the proper technique you kicked the door open and ran inside, Kristin followed you closer, screaming the kid's name

-"CHRIS! CHRIS ARE YOU HERE?!" - You both screamed. After searching for a few minutes, you started to hear sobbing on a corner, when you asked Kristin for silence, you could pinpoint the source of the noise coming from behind of a candy cart. Carefully your aproched gently calling their name

-"Chris, it's that you? I'm (Y/N), I'm a police officer, we have been looking for you, your teacher Miss Schementti is here too" - You encouraged Kristin to speak to him

-"Hey Chris... Everything is okay, you can come out now, your mom came to pick you up" - she whispered and the little kid came out from his hiding spot, their little face stained with tears and some spots of dried candy. The teacher, relieved to see that the child was safe, hugged him tightly lifting him off the ground in her arms, the child's crying stopped and the teacher's increased, a cry of relief and happiness this time-"How did you got here?" - she asked

-"I saw the the candy cart on the movie theater when we got in and I wanted to bring candy for everyone but there where no enough, so I hid inside of the cart so they will take me to the candy store, but when I got here I took the candy for everyone and I wanted to come out but I couldn't open the door, and nobody came back for me or opened the door"-they explained the best that they could and the teacher let out a laugh mixed with tears. While the teacher made sure that her student was okay, you communicated with the radio that the child appeared and that they should notify the parents.

Once the boy was reunited with his parents, the news were informed of the reappearance and they let everyone go home. You sent your partner home and decided to stay with Kristin

-"Did you bring your car?" - You asked and she denied with her head, hugging her shacking body

-"It was on the mechanic and also we came with the school bus, but now is gone..."-she explained, the adrenaline running low now making her body shake

-"Let's go, I will take you home" - You offer guiding her to the black patrol car. Once you were on your way to her house, which was still the same address as the last time you saw her in person, she told you what had become of her life and she asked you questions about yours, making the trip go by quickly. You explained that you had discovered that the child was in the corridors of the staff since he had not left through the front door and the only other exit that existed inside the room, was the service door. She also told you that her boss was a disgusting person but teaching those children made it worth staying.

When you got home you found it strange to see her car in the garage of her house since she had told you that it was in the mechanic, but with how scared she had been maybe she had been confused and you decided not to pay attention to it.

When she opened the door of her house an aroma of food made you smile, for some reason that aroma reminded you of your childhood and made you feel loved. You could also smell a perfume that belonged to a person very familiar to you, but before you could react, that redhead you always saw in your dreams came out of the kitchen holding a towel in her hands

-"Finally! I went to the mechanic to get your car and bring it like you asked, but when I got here your kitchen was a mess and I started cleaning and since you didn't arrived yet I also made you fo..."-her voice drowned on her throat when her eyes landed on yours. She looked practically the same as the last time you saw her, her hair was a few shades darker indicating that she surely had started to dye her hair to hide her gray strands, which did not surprise you since she was always very aware of her looks. On top of that, her face had new lines, especially around her eyes, you secretly hopped them to be from smiling so much and having a happy life. Her wardrobe didn't changed much, she still used tank tops and leather, her hair was in a ponytail that it was messy but looked amazing on her. She started using glasses that at that moment were on the top of her head.

Her eyebrows were almost on the roof because of the surpire of seeing you, that was a familiar mannerism of her.

She was the same Melissa, the Mel that once was yours, but at the same time she seemed like a completely different person.

Your feet were tempted to turn and run away before her surprised face changed to one of anger like the last time you spoke before breaking up. But instead, her eyebrows relaxed and her lips let out a soft, subtle smile. This time surprising you but nobody moved from where you were standing.

-"Mel... The food is burning" - Her sister warned breaking the spell that hung on the air. The redhead runned to the stove letting a few small curses out. You looked at her sister, unaware of what to do

-"Now that Melissa is here..."-You paused for a few seconds, her name on your lips felt so familiar and yet so strange, you were so used to say it but when you broke up you stoped mentioning her, even if you thouth a lot about her, her name never met your lips again. The redhead heard her name from your lips too and a chill runner through her whole body-"...now that she is here, do you want me to go home?"-You asked but the blonde took your hand

-"Don't go please, I'm don't feel so good yet and being with people helps... Beside we have to catch up since you are back" - she begged with her eyes and you agreed even if you were no so sure about it.

The night went calmer and comfier that you expected to. When the food was ready, the redhead served 3 plates for you all and you almost cried on how delicious it was, it was better that you remembered.

Although the conversation between you and her was almost non-existent, Kristin acted as an intermediary and the conversation about trivial topics flowed smoothly. The environment was not uncomfortable as you thought it would be, rather it was cautious, but bearable.

At the end of the meal, Kristin lifted the dishes quite fast and informed you that she was feeling better and sleepy, so you and Melissa could leave the house now.

She called you aside while Melissa put the leftovers in Tupperwares

-"Look, it's lovely to see you again and I missed you so much, but I wanna sleep now and we can get together another day, but now I want to be alone..."- she seemed a lot more calmer than before - "You know... since Melissa brought the car home she has no way to go back to her house..."-she started talking while you looked at her, you had a feeling that you knew where this was going

-"We can order an Uber" - You said but she kept talking

-"... And I'm afraid to ask her for an uber at this time of night..."-she continued

-"It's nine o'clock at night..." - you interrupted again

-"You know how crazy people is, you see it all the time in your line of work, you don't know what the person is capable of..."-she had a mischievous little smile on the corner of her mouth that she thouth you wouldn't notice

-"Spill it out Schementti" - You told her

-"Can you take her home? Pleeeeeeease?" - Her voice reached an anoying high pitch, impressive if you had in mind how deep her voice usually was

-"Kristen she hates me, we haven't seen each other in almost 20 years, she won't go with me even if I say yes"-You explained

-"Time has passed, feelings had changed, people changed, I think it would be a good idea to reconnect..." - she used a softer voice this time and you signed

-"Fine, I will take her home, but if this goes badly, I'm blaming you... Are you sure that you are okay to stay alone?" - You answered and she nodded exited

-"I'm much better, thank you" - she told you and you said your good bye to her and went outside.

When Melissa got everything ready and said goodbye to her sister, she left the house surprised to see you still there waiting, leaning on your car

-"Hey... Kristin asked me if I could take you home... If you don't want to is okay but if I didn't offer she would have killed me..."-You explained and she got closer

-"Yes please, I appreciate it" - she answered incredibly fast for your surprise, carefully you opened the door for to her.

At the beginning of the drive the music and your breathing was the only noise that you could hear, your head couldn't believe that she was there after all this years. Your mind was racing and your hands shook a little, at your work you had been in nerve-wracking situations and you were able to face it way more calmer that what you felt in that moment. For a few minutes you drove without knowing what to say until you remembered that you had no idea where you were going, truth be told, you knew where she lived because you saw it on that file, but if you drove her home without asking her where she lived, it would appear like you were stalking her and a little creepy

-"Mel..."-that was a common pet name that you used but now you weren't so sure hot to call her-"...Isa where should I drive you?" - You asked her and she seemed as nervous as you

-"I don't want to go home, Jacob is there..."-You thought she was still married, but maybe you were wrong and she got divorced and she had a boyfriend now.... Or maybe he was her son...-"my roommate brought his boyfriend home and the walls are too thin and I don't want to be there right now..." - she confessed and that raised more questions. Was she married or not? Why did she had a roommate? Did she feel uncomfortable in her own house?

-"Do you want to go for an ice cream? "-You offered unsure of what to do, if you invited her to your house it would look too forward and make her uncomfortable, if you took her home anyways it would look rude, so ice cream was the best option at the moment.

-"Yes please" - she smiled softly looking at you, you had missed her smile so much.

When you arrived to the ice cream shop, she insisted on ordering your cone

-"Chocolate and strawberry?" - she asked with confidence still remembering your favorite flavors.

While she order, you stared at your phone watching some messages.

After a few seconds, a cold hand landed on your neck tracing the scar that it was there, sending a chill all over your body. You didn't need to look up to know it was her, her hands soft and delicate as always

-"Life has been... Eventful" - You mentioned and she gently smiled, letting your neck go from her softly grasp

-"I can see that"-Gently she sat on the chair next to you to be closer, instead the one across the table. She offered you your ice cream letting her hand touch yours

-"Thanks... How are you doing?..."-you asked, unsure about the words that left your mouth

-"I've been okay... I'm working on a place I love and I have some nice friends..."-she told you and you smiled knowing that she was happy

-"It's Jacob your son? You mentioned him earlier..."-you tried to ask a another question hidden beneath that one

-"No... He is a coworker and a roommate, it's helpful to pay the bills. Since I got divorced from Joe it's was hard to maintain the house alone...I guess that at some point Marie told you that I got married" - she said a little ashamed

-"She didn't needed to, I saw you on nana's funeral with him" - You murmured and she looked surprised

-"I didn't saw you... I thouth you didn't went" - she confessed

-"I couldn't miss it..."-You signed-"not after what she did for me"

-"Did you got married?" - she asked

-"Never... I focused at work..."-You said honestly

-"You always wanted to get married and have kids..."-she still remembered

-"Yes... But only with the rigth person and I never found it again" - You whispered looking deeply at her eyes, she was the right person and when you lost her, you also lost your dreams. You exchanged tentative looks, beneath the nostalgia, she sensed the weight of years.

This time, the silence was no longer awkward but companion able. Even after all this years, you both could feel how the connection still remained. This reunion was a doorway to the past and a bridge to the future. Or at least that's what you were expecting

-"Do you have a few regrets?" - she asked and you nodded

-"A few..."-You said honestly and she also nodded agreeing with you

-"You seem... different" - she said, studying you and you frowned

-"Different?"- you repeated.

-"More guarded" - she clarified. Your eyes flashed, a hint of vulnerability she easily saw

-"Life has a way of doing that" - you said, your voice measured. She sensed there was more.

-"I'm so sorry about leaving you... I'm sorry for taking it all out on you, I'm sorry for ruining our lives, for walking away... I'm full of regrets, all my life I tried to get the happiness that I had with you and I never could. I fucked up time after time, I never loved him, I was just trying to fulfill the emptiness of not having you but you always were irreplaceable. I missed you every passing second and I can't believe how much time has passed between us and yet... I feel the same love that I felt the day that we were on my prom night, our first time together"-she said barley above a whisper, so much vulnerability on her eyes, she leaned a little, scared of speaking lauder and letting the whole world that she never stopped loving you. You just stated at her, unsure of what to say, unsure if this was real. After a few seconds, she got nervous because you stared at her without saying a word

-"Don't stare...say something... scream, shout, get mad at me, say something!" - she screamed and flinched when you lifted your hand, she felt like she deserved a slap but never thought you were capable of it. She choosed to close her eyes and get ready for the painful slapping, but instead of that your hand gently caressed her cheek. With her heart pounding, she opend her eyes confused, only to find you looking at her with such love in your eyes

-"You are even more beautiful than the day I lost you" - You whispered and her heart shattered in million pieces, after all that happend, after all those years, you never stoped loving her.

As she looked at the love in your eyes, she leaned on your palm, she had missed your warmth so much, your smell, your smile, your peace, your love, all of you.

As you locked eyes deeply staring at each other's souls, the years melted away. Time had etched its mark on your bodies, but your eyes still sparkled with the same mischief, the same love

-"Aren't we too old to be doing this?... We aren't teens anymore" - You asked, scared of getting your heart broken again

-"We aren't too old to choose love... It's never too old for happiness... We will get our happy ending... Finally together" - she whispered and kissed the palm of your hand. As you enjoyed the warmth of her lips on your palm, you finally accepted something, no matter how much time passed, how many mistakes, how much distance... Some sparks never truly fade and it was never too late to start again.

[roses-r-rosie3]

Pop!: Let The Chaos Begin

Miguel O'hara x M!Reader

[Pop! Masterlist]

Warnings: Crack, Spideplush being mischievous, Miguel is a victim fr😔

Summary: Miguel is asked by reader to take care of spider plush while he goes to take care of an anomaly and spider plush ends up wreaking havoc but as soon as reader comes back from his mission spider plush acts innocent

A/n: Okay so, originally it was going to be Put It Straight that was going to get a part 2 first but I just got this idea and now I can't stop thinking abt it

Quote: "I'm gonna get back at that little shit head"

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Ever since Spider Plush was invited to the society, you have been treating him like your own child. Feeding him, bathing him, cradling him, and more. Miguel would be lying if he said he wasn't jealous from your treatment of Spider Plush. But anyways back to present day.

"Hey babe" You said as you walked into Miguel's office while cradling spider plush in your arms.

"What is it this time?" Miguel grunted.

"I just need you to babysit Spider Plush while I go handle another anomaly" You said as you handed Spider Plush to Miguel.

"Can't he just take care of himsel-"

You interrupted Miguel by giving him the 'don't test me' glare.

"Alright! Have fun and be safe!" Miguel laughed awkwardly.

"Bye Bye Spider Plush, your other dad will take care of you while I'm gone" You said after you gave Spider Plush one last kiss before you opened a portal.

"Dad?!" Miguel yelled as you walked into the portal.

When you were finally gone, everything seemed normal, at first.

"So.. uhhh.. how are you?" Miguel said.

Spider Plush looked at Miguel, blinked a few times, and he immediately got out of Miguel's hands and started to attack him.

"GAHH!" Miguel yelled as the spider plush started to attack his face.

Miguel started to try and tear the Plush off of his face as he stumbled around and accidentally knocking stuff off of his desk. When Miguel finally ripped the plush off of his face, Spider Plush started to run away to cause more chaos.

"No! No! No! No! Come back! Your dad is gonna kill me if you get hurt!" Miguel yelled as he chased the plushie around the building.

The Spider Plush ran into the cafeteria and started throwing food from the other spider people's plates at Miguel. Miguel increasingly got more annoyed as the plushie started to throw more food at him, but all of a sudden a whole plate was thrown at Miguel's head as it shattered to pieces on impact, causing Miguel to stop for a bit.

"OW! You little piece of shit!" Miguel roared as he heard a little laugh coming from Spider Plush.

When Spider plush was done wreaking havoc in the cafeteria, he started running towards the therapy room.

"So what brings you here?" said the spider therapist.

"It- It's about my Uncle" One of the spider people sobbed.

"Agai-"

Spider Plush and Miguel bursted into the room. Spider Plush tried using the spider therapist as a human shield, but failed as Miguel caught him and started to bring him towards the 'go home' Machine.

"I'm done with you, you little piece of shit" Miguel growled, ignoring how Spider Plush kicking at him.

"Margo, prepare the go home machine for spider plush here" Miguel mumbled.

"But won't y/n get mad at you?" Spider byte said worryingly.

"I don't care what y/n will think! This little rodent has put me through hell and back!" Miguel yelled.

"Alright" She said as she started to prepare the go home machine.

Miguel looked on at spider plush as the giant robotic spider came out and was about to send the plush home. Until it stopped.

"Miguel O'Hara!" You screamed.

"Y/n! It- it's not what it looks like!" Miguel said.

Spider Plush saw you and started to make crying noises.

"What did you do to him! You monster! He is supposed to be your son!" You scowled.

"He was causing chaos around the whole building!" Miguel said.

"Spider Plush would do no such thing!" You yelled.

"Y/n! Please! You have to hear me out!" He pleaded.

"I think Spider Plush has been through enough already, I'm going to take him to get a nap" You said as you walked out the room with spider plush hung around your shoulder.

Spider Plush looked up at Miguel and glared at him with mischief in his eyes.

"I'm gonna get back at that little shit head" Miguel grumbled.

[imahinatjon]

How it feels to be ignored PT2

Dazai x Reader 💗⛈️

The plan was never to get back with Dazai, but since no one wants to break up with him, there are two versions 😙

No chuuya in this one unfortunately 😔 couldn't think of how to do it.

Part 1

No one could read his reaction when he opened and read your letter. His face blank, entirely void of any emotion. It was a little unnerving, and Atsushi was hesitant to ask what was wrong - what had happened.

He didn't say anything, but his eyes found two certain individuals who ovbiously knew what this was about.

He brushed Atsushi off saying nothing has happened and left the office, in spite of kunikida's protests.

He walked aimlessly for a while, thinking on where he could have possibly gone wrong, what had happened. He really wished he could see you right now, that you'd just appear infront of him so he could ask you what he had done to make you leave him.

But... when had he last seen you? He remembered a walk, and a goodbye kiss on your doorstep- which at the time you didn't seem all that interested in, and he had originally put it down to you just being tired. That had been... how long ago now? A few days? A week? No, two weeks. He had messaged you twice during those two weeks between then and now.

He sends you a message asking if you can talk. But 5 minutes later he's already lost his patience and is anxiously dialing your number, waiting for you to pick up the phone. Maybe you'll tell him its all a joke. But dazai is a realistic guy and knows that's not happening.

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BAD ending - you don't get back together

A week later and he's at your door, he gets there just as you leave - he stands behind you as you lock your door, announcing himself quietly so he doesn't startle you too much.

You don't startle at all, but you also pay him very little notice, simply greeting him with a quiet hello and moving to go on about your day

"Can we at least talk about this?" He asks. It pains you how desperate he sounds, but...

"What is there to talk about? You've clearly moved on with your life since the Mafia, leaving your past behind - a past that I wad part of... It's time I move on too"

He doesn't... get it. He's moved on from the Mafia... he didn't mean to move on from you too

"What do you- why?"

"Weeks Dazai. Sometimes, it takes weeks for you to remember I'm even there. Everywhere we go, everything we do - I initiate it, I invite you in... sometimes you came, sometimes you didn't. Usually you were far too busy to remember that I was always there, waiting"

He tries to remember the last time he asked YOU on a date, and took YOU out... it had been a while indeed, and he was starting to recognise his mistakes, you could see the gears turning as he realised he'd been so caught up in his new life, that he'd forgotten he dragged you along with him.

"No more Dazai. I'm moving on, so you can move on too"

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He doesn't. He doesn't move on, a year later and he still thinks over your last conversation. Occasionally he asks Yosano how your doing, knowing she kept in touch with you.

You have a new boyfriend - that's what she told him. You moved on, found someone who always has time for you. Someone who helped you out after the breakup. She won't say who, but he has an inkling. And honestly? He's glad.

He sees you occasionally too - you look happy again, the happiest he'd ever seen you infact. Perhaps it was for the best that you left him, that he hadn't kept holding on and stringing you along with him.

Your new boyfriend is someone he knows, someone he never thought you'd go for. Someone he'd never expected to chase after you. But he did, and that makes him hard for dazai to look at. But he'll manage. He always does.

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GOOD ending - you get back together

He was outside your door within a week, knocking frantically - it was unusual for him, but he was desperate. He needed you back.

You were on the otherside of the door getting ready to go out, slightly panicked by the frantic banging on your door.

You were hesitant but opened it slowly, until you saw who it was, where you then straightened up and opened the door fully.

"What?"

"Not even a hello?" He tried to play it cool.

But you know better.

"Get on with it? What do you have to say?" Being cold to him hurt. But it's the only way you'd get through this without throwing yourself into his arms full of tears.

He takes a deep breath.

"Look, I'm... I don't want to break up with you. I don't want you to leave me..."

"Okay? And?" You could feel your defences slip when he flinched ever so slightly - the briefest show of vulnerability only you ever saw.

"I get it. Why you want to leave. I've been... distracted. Caught up with other things - a whole new life. And I forgot, I brought you into this with me. I put you in danger, wether or not you know it, and proceeded to act as though you weren't there. I... understand if you want to leave me-"

"I did leave you"

"Let me finish" he takes another breath. "I don't want you to leave. Maybe it's selfish, but I don't care, I just can't let you go. After everything"

"But you can't just keep me around here waiting for when you finally decide you want to show up! I can't wait for you forever Osamu"

"I know that..."

"We rarely spend time together, and when we do it's only because I asked and you remembered I exist. I can't deal with it, it just feels like... your leaving me behind too, like the Mafia"

He didn't know what to say, for once, he was speechless, but he knew he had to come up with something, anything to get you to stay.

"I... love you, please..."

You could feel the tears in your eyes, spilling over. You had to hold it in, but couldn't.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. I promise, just give me a chance and I'll make it better, I'll see you more, I'll pay more attention, anything you want, just tell me, and I'll be there"

Forming words was hard, all you could do was nod and move in to hug him. You loved this man with your whole heart, and you truly believed he loves you too. Even if he slipped up, you don't think those feelings ever did leave.

For that reason alone, you were happy to give him another chance.

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He did improve, of course he did. After your... tearful conversation, you let him into your apartment, anabdoning your previous plans.

And it got better. He spent more time with you, and a year later you moved in together.

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Never thought I was one for writing happy endings. Oh well

@biromanticboba

[shmisky]

Me, after finishing watching Gravity Falls and seeing the Stan twins sailing away together: The beginning of a dream! 🙂😀😃😄😆

Me, after finishing your meta about how Ford just dragged Stan back to their extremely codependent dynamic and Stan never goes to therapy to get help to deal with his inferiority complex: Everything went wrong! 😟😩😫😣����

OH NOOO 🥺 Poor anon!! I’m sorry!! 🫂

Is this you? shejdkj

I was going to just comfort you a bit but then it got somewhat long again (I’m HOPELESS 😭), so... Under the cut.

Perhaps it helps to know that, when I said things would inevitably blow up here, I didn’t mean that in an ominous, dark way! I read a looot of fanfic, and in fanfic, the point of conflict is the climax of the story!

So, basically, in my head I imagine that once Stan accidentally makes his inferiority complex/feelings of worthlessness very, very clear in the worst way and moment possible (sorry, I just don’t have much faith in the communication skills of those two 😔), Ford would absolutely, firmly, and sexily shower him with love 😏 Like in those fanfics in which he worships Stan’s body to help with his insecurity 😳

And you don’t have to subscribe to my interpretation, btw! Not even Alex’s! That’s the fun of fiction! If you want to imagine them as more wholesome and functional, of course you can! 💕

I happen to love the codependency/most toxic aspects! It’s SO juicy for me 🧃

This actually reminds me of many people’s expectations and reactions to the finale, with Stan accepting Ford’s broposal being a big surprise! I’ve seen before fans saying that they genuinely thought Stan would reject it, after all what he went through, or that it would’ve been way healthier for Stan if he had rejected it.

I agree that this could have been healthier for Stan, and even, perhaps, the more predictable ending...? I don’t remember what I thought because I was a kid way too invested in Dipper and Mabel and Bill to care much about the Stans back then. But I think that it would’ve been a pretty classic ending!

They could have leaned on the “found family” trope. That even if Stan isn’t with Ford, it’s okay. Blood isn’t everything. Stan realizes his true family was there all along, valuing and loving him: Mabel, Dipper, Soos, Wendy... (never mind the fact Mabel and Dipper are still his biological family 😅) He realizes it’s time to step out of Ford’s shadow and be his own person (especially after he saved everyone in Weirdmaggedon and proved himself), that it was wrong of him to cling to Ford so desperately, and it was time to... finally let go...

I can easily picture it: Ford invites Stan, hopeful, but Stan looks at the horizon as his hair is tousled by the wind. After all the adventures in the summer, Stan learned so much. Stan is wiser now. “Nah, Poindexter...” [says some deep stuff about never realizing how dependent he was on Ford] Ford hesitates for a moment, then smiles sadly but somewhat proud of his brother, says he understands, apologizes for taking so long to understand Stan’s value. He also learns his lesson, one very different but no less painful than the one Stan had to learn. About humbleness, the consequences of the choices you make, etc.

He then stays in Gravity Falls as the local authority on anomalies whose help people can always count on as the Author of the Journals, while Stan, Soos, and Wendy take care of the Mystery Shack. I think it would be too sad to make Ford sail away on his own in a show about the importance of family so they likely wouldn’t go there. Or would they...? Ford could just permanently assume his narrative role as the Author of the Journals and keep sending the kids’, especially Dipper, updates on his new findings. They show Dipper receiving one letter from Grunkle Stan, and one letter from Grunkle Ford, separately. Their relationship with the kids (the protagonists) ends up as more important than their relationship with each other.

I don’t know about you, anon, but I think we did get the happier ending 🥺

Yes, according to Alex, they are both so damaged that they desperately need each other. But according to this same Alex, Stan and his brother are meant to be a parable that show what can go wrong in a family relationship, but also show that, with hard work and sacrifice, the rift can be repaired.

Also, to be honest... I just pity Ford 🥺 His pitiable regretful peacock swag unfortunately works on me. I want them to stay together codependently and kiss codependently on the mouth!

[umi-adxhira]

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FANDOM: TWTPTFLOB

WARNINGS: Lante, Fontaine, lowkey Dion too

AUTHOR'S NOTES: These chapters are so short I'm sorry guys 😔. Maybe once I'm done I'll combine the chapters or something to make them longer and have fewer chapters because this is NOT it 💔

Also thank you to my lovely wife friend @orngbanana for telling me all the stuff for the side characters I forgot everything

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It has been a week since that shit-coloured hair ASSHOLE tried to assault you, though you’ve lost count of the days, each one blending into the next in an endless cycle. Now, you find yourself seated in an carriage, headed off to Yggdrasil. The rhythmic clatter of wheels against uneven terrain does little to ease your discomfort. You shift awkwardly in your seat, glancing across at Roxana, Dion, and Griselda. Unlike you, they seem composed, practiced in this environment. Meanwhile, you are forced to sit beside Lante, his presence a heavy weight pressing against you.

He leans in slightly, his voice smooth yet laced with underlying menace. “Keep your guard up and look pretty,” he instructs, his lips curling into a smirk. “I want them to focus on you. My new doll.” Doll. Ew.

The words, much to your dismay, send a shiver down your spine, but you suppress the urge to flinch. I know better than to show weakness before him. Lante watches you closely, his sharp eyes scanning your face for any sign of defiance. “If you screw up,” he continues, his voice lowering, “you’ll be punished.” I already know that. You don’t have to remind me. I wonder where he’ll send me. The illusion room?

You nod stiffly, your hands clenching into fists in your lap. The threat lingers in the air, heavy and suffocating. He’s not one to bluff, and you have no desire to find out what the punishment entails, thought you can probably guess based on his… history.

Out of the corner of your eye, you glance at Dion. He’s as composed as ever, his expression unreadable. Your thoughts drift, to the previous week - to Fontaine, his hands grabbing at you, the suffocating fear that had clawed at your throat. And then to Dion, stepping in between, his voice cold and steady as he metaphorically pried Fontaine away from you.

He even asked if I was okay. He could have just did what he needed to do and left it at that. But he asked… he never did that before. You remembered the way Fontaine sneered at you, as if blaming you for Dion’s interference. Maybe it was just convenience. Maybe he didn’t like Fontaine that much so he interfered.

But still, something about the way he had stepped in so swiftly, so decisively, made you wonder. There had been no hesitation, no calculation. Just action.

Lante leans back, seemingly satisfied, before shifting the conversation. “Have you attended events like this in your old world?”

You hesitate for a brief moment before shaking your head. “No,” you answer carefully. “I wasn’t invited to these kinds of gatherings.”

Lante raises an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? And why is that?”

You consider your response. The truth is something you refuse to share, not with him. “I was focused on my studies,” you say instead. “My family didn’t think it was necessary for me to attend. These events were more for my father.”

Not a complete lie, but not the truth either. It’s a partial truth, at least. I hope it’s enough to steer him away from further prying.

He acknowledges you for a moment before letting the topic drop. “Your world,” he mentions. “Tell me more about it.”

“It’s very modern,” you reply, grasping onto a safe topic. “The clothes are different. The buildings, the people - everything feels different compared to here.” And I miss it. Even the things I used to hate. Still… if I had a chance to go back home… would I take it?

Lante listens, though his interest seems fleeting. Soon enough, the carriage slows, signaling your arrival. You step outside, inhaling deeply to steady yourself. The towering grandeur of Yggdrasil stands before you, its looming presence both awe-inspiring and terrifying.

Roxana steps closer, her voice low as she reminds you, “Remember Griselda’s lessons.”

“I know,” you say, straightening your posture, perfecting your mannerisms. This isn’t your world, but you’ve had to adapt quickly. Any misstep could mean consequences far worse than embarrassment. Failure isn’t an option.

As you step inside, the lavish hall is filled with people, figures both familiar and distant. Your eyes scan the room, and your gaze locks onto three particular faces - Noel, Luzark, and Dante. Recognition strikes immediately.

Noel, the youngest leader of the Veritium house, sits idly, his expression one of lazy indifference. Yet you know better. Behind that flippant demeanor lies something much darker, something unhinged. He is detached in a way that makes your stomach churn. The memories of what he has done, what he is capable of, are vivid in your mind. The way he once lured Roxana to his mansion, calling her his Luna - it speaks volumes of his delusions.

How can someone so terrifying look so nonchalant and bored?

Your gaze shifts to Luzark, a man who carries an unspoken fear of women, a phobia never truly explained in the story you remember. His past is riddled with shadows - an absent father who exploited their wealth on drugs, a mother who drowns her burdens in alcohol, trying and failing to keep it from him. He stands rigid, his body tense despite the grandeur surrounding him. I wonder if he even notices how much he’s unraveling before everyone.

And then there is Dante. A presence that feels almost spectral despite his solid form. You know what fate awaits him. The tragic ending written into his story, a thread interwoven with death and betrayal. Does he sense it? Does he know what’s coming?

Before you can dwell further, Lante’s hand presses against the small of your back, ushering you forward. Keep your filthy hands off me you freak. Your breath catches as you are led toward the Pedelian family, and your eyes meet those of Cassis Pedelian.

The male lead.

He is as handsome as you remember - soft golden hair, sharp yet warm eyes, a natural charm radiating from him. Unlike the others in this hall, there’s an innocence to him, a gentleness in the way he regards you. He’s surprisingly cute… for a sixteen year old. He makes me want to stuff him in my pocket and ambush him with love and affection.

With perfect grace, he takes your hand in his and brings it to his lips, pressing a polite kiss against your knuckles. “It is a pleasure to meet you,” he says, his voice smooth and genuine.

You blink, momentarily thrown by the sincerity in his tone. This is real. This is happening. Wow, what a stark contrast to the Cassis we meet in the first Season of the manhwa. This was before the trauma, huh? What a gentleman.

Your heart pounds as Cassis’s gaze lingers on you, curiosity flickering in his expression. There is no hidden malice, no veiled threat - only polite interest.

Lante speaks first, exchanging pleasantries, his grip on your back a silent warning to behave. You offer a polite nod, careful not to meet Cassis’s eyes for too long. There is a tension here, an unspoken game of control and power, and you are just another pawn in their world.

I remember the story. I remember him. But he does not know me. Not yet, anyway.

[spiderin-space]

So does Leviathan only really dislike Baphomet because of the latter's change of faith, or is there something else brewing under the surface?

Also what made Baphomet so happy to swap faiths when they did?

I hope your ready for an Essay on these two’s relationship because I think about their tragedy A Lot

(Under read more in case it gets too long)

So I’ll answer the second question first, and funnily enough I actually have a short comic I did a while ago (but never posted) kinda explaining it!!

So for a long time Baphomet’s family worshipped The Fanatic to the point they were some of their most devout followers, never missing a single sermon, always sacrificing what they could to their god; for they always believed that, no matter how much they lost, it will all come back to them in the end and they will be handsomely rewarded whenever their faith was finally recognized by the deity they so loved.

However, The Fanatic viewed their followers as nothing more than vessels for power and devotion; as long as they kept worshipping the serpent, they didn’t particularly care to reward or elevate them in any way, even when they gave up everything in The Fanatic’s name.

However, that didn’t mean their followers still couldn’t be useful… in particular, they figured that thanks to their blind devotion, Baphomet would be especially gullible and easy to take advantage of: specifically by fitting them with a Demonic Necklace, possessing them with a demon, and ordering it to go kill The Bishops (though it would surely cost Baphomet their life in the process).

Of course Shamura is able to free them from the demon’s influence before they can cause any real damage (but not before they get seriously injured), and they’re left with a feeling of betrayal and loss, as the deity they venerated and adored with all of their heart and soul ‘rewarded’ them by sending them to their death in a futile attempt to settle a petty score.

They didn’t want to worship The Fanatic any more of course, but these lands are dangerous without a cult to call home… and that’s when Narinder came along, visiting them in the Healing Bay as they recovered from their possession, giving them gifts and making polite conversation; something The Fanatic wouldn’t dream of doing to a lowly follower.

Being shown even the smallest amount of kindness and basic decency was enough to convince them to switch sides; Finally seen and loved by a god who saw them as more than just a pawn in a divine chess game, it really was an easy decision to convert to Narinder’s faith, especially when they were awarded the role of disciple 😩

AND NOW to answer the first part!!

After The Fanatic dies (along with the remaining gods, leaving just The Bishops), their cult did not follow them; in fact, it was kept alive by Baphomet’s former family who stayed behind, with each heir becoming the new leader until finally Leviathan came along 😩

He was taught to hate The Bishops (and Narinder specifically, believing he delivered the killing blow to The Fanatic) because they got to live while their god didn’t, their cults thrived while his own struggled rebuild; but Baphomet is a unique case, coming with some… complex feelings towards them.

While he does hate them for abandoning The Fanatic, he also believes that they were manipulated by Narinder in order to follow him, despite the fact they left their old cult out of their own free will; his family had reinforced the story for countless generations, and so he can’t help but feel pity when he finally meets them in the flesh and invites them home. After all, Leviathan and Baphomet are kin… shouldn’t they want to return to their true family? He feels a strong (FAMILIAL) love towards them, emotions which are complicated by the dead god he devoted his life to. He wants to redeem them so badly, viewing them as worthy of forgiveness for the sin of worshipping Death; but alas, you can’t convert an unwilling soul 😔 their refusal becoming just another reason to despise them.

But ultimately, Leviathan views them much the same way The Fanatic did; as a pawn to be used to settle a score, seeing as how they’re one of the few things he can use to get his revenge against Narinder. And he succeeds, causing great pain to the god of death by killing his beloved disciple in front of him, even though he loses his own life in the process.

But, what’s a life lost in this great game of gods and heretics? In the end, he gets what he (and The Fanatic for that matter) always strove towards, as the death of Baphomet eventually led to Narinder’s rebellion against The Bishops, and the dissolution of the Old Faith all together 😩

[spaceagebachelormann]

hii!!!

could u maybe write some henry clerval headcanons of him courting a fem reader? preferably friends to lovers,,,

ty!!

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✧.* 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒

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╰┈➤ CARMILLAS NOTES: im ill i apologize in advance if this is horrible . also ur so real i love henry clerval he’s so midwest emo ! also i kinda incorporated the like long distance thing cause of the movie i watched the other day having an influence on me 😔 also pls don’t send any requests after this they’re closed rn! i let this one slide cause i love frankenstein though .. also victor x elizabeth mention cause they’re my roman empire

╰┈➤ WARNINGS: none

you guys met when you were running around the forest one afternoon out of pure boredom

him, victor and elizabeth were also wandering and you had happened to run into them

and because you’re all children in the middle of the woods you obviously became really good friends

elizabeth was happy to finally have a friend that was a girl, victor was happy he had someone he could rant to for hours on end, and henry was just happy in general

trios can be exhausting and he was never big on being elizabeth and victors third wheel so it was wonderful to have someone new to talk to

at first it was just a regular friendship and it stayed like this for years

you only came to geneva around late may and stayed until early september, because your parents had family that you only visited once a year

they became used to you running off with henry, sometimes all three of them or only two or one of the other ones but mainly henry for hours on end and begging to spend the night a few times

while elizabeth and victor spent a majority of their time together, you and henry were practically inseparable

after years of spending your summers with henry, he starts getting a weird feeling in his stomach

like he doesn’t know how to explain it, but whenever he’s around you or thinks about you his heart speeds up and he starts worrying about how he looks or what he’s wearing

he isn’t dumb though, he knows what the feeling is but he doesn’t want to admit it

there’s no point in his eyes because he’s sure it’ll go away soon and he only sees you during the summer anyway

but every year you come down with your parents the feeling will come back instantly (not that it actually went away)

elizabeth is the first to notice this

well victor noticed months prior but he didn’t care enough to ask about it (also because he just didn’t want to)

elizabeth is very calm and understanding and lets him rant to her to figure out his feelings

but henry is an emotional person and has a lot of feelings, so he’s going on for a long time before elizabeth stops him like “are you sure you don’t just like her?” and it all clicks for him

thankfully it’s may and you’ll be on your way in less than a month

by this time you’ve known him well over a decade and he’s finally gotten everything right to finally properly court you

he isn’t persistent or forcing at all, he knows it’s as big as a decision for you as it was him so he’s very patient

the way he begins is very sweet and works almost instantly

first, he’ll invite you on a walk through the same forest y’all met in and just let you rant to him about the last few months since he saw you

with help from victor, he has it all planned so the time you finish talking he’s right at the place he needs you to be

theres this clearing in the middle of the forest where the sun shines perfectly and there’s a little lake where ducks are sometimes and he knows you’d like this spot because it’s quiet and peaceful and nobody is there to interrupt

he had this set up hours before you even arrived as a picnic, all of it being foods and everything he knew you’d like

and while you’re sitting there talking he pulls flowers he picked himself out of the basket the food was in and offers them to you, before properly explaining why he did all of this

he makes sure you know that it you aren’t sure yet you have time to think about it but he’s so happy when you agree either way

hes very caring, the second you’re even slightly injured or sick he’s at your side already trying to make you better

henry also completely prioritizes you over anyone and everything else, he’s skipped out on many things to be with you instead

the second you walk into the room he’s pausing whatever conversation he was in and talking to you instead

and when he’s not talking with you he’s talking about you

“so the other day me and—“ “henry please stop talking about her”

(victor is the main victim of this)

hes also very big on gift giving, he likes to pick flowers for you a few times a week and just buy you things he thought you’d like or remind him of you

honestly hes probably the best character in the story you could be with

[ryuichirou]

The darkest possible headcanons for all your ships with Idia. Make him suffer, humiliate him, go all out

Anon, this ask is absolutely insane and every single day I look at it with the softest smile, thinking that I’m going to reply to it one day. And today is the day.

Thank you for your patience and thank you for sending it, because you basically gave me an opportunity to write something more dark and messed up than I usually do. We always talk about how much we love darker themes, but I always feel like I underdeliver in my art and headcanons, so I tried my best to allow myself be more mean this time.

Yeah, so obviously, beware, and please enjoy if you like seeing Idia suffer.

God I love this pathetic little fellow 😔

If Idia breaks Azul’s heart at some point, he’ll never recover the trust he’s lost, because Azul never forgets those who hurt him. He’ll just stop considering Idia his equal that moment, he is pretty much his plaything now, not even a pet. He’ll keep him in a separate room, punish him both sexually and mentally on a daily basis, never letting Idia forget that he deserved it.

Also, since all the blackmail material on Idia that he and the tweels have been gathering is useless now, because there is nothing to gain from Idia who was reduced to being his cum rug, Azul can be petty enough to just spill everything on the internet, just to see Idia tormented and humiliated. Idia is never going to touch or go near anything with the internet access on it again.

After Azul is done playing with Idia, he’ll just toss him to the tweels and tell them that they can do whatever they want with him. And while it’s annoying to get a hand-me-down from Azul, they are going to be very excited to tear him apart. If Idia thought that being Azul’s slave is horrible, hoo boy, Jade and Floyd are so so much worse. By the time they are bored with Idia, he’ll barely resemble a human. He definitely won’t act like one anymore.

Lilia has a lot of power over Idia, even as Crimson Muscle. He sees that Idia is very eager for him to like him back, and that he really wants to make him happy. He also sees that Idia is very sensitive to his mood and can sense that something is off. Sometimes he pretends to be annoyed or mad at someone, hinting that it might be gloomy samurai’s fault, and just enjoys seeing Idia trying to either cheer him up or apologize. This little game makes Lilia smile.

Ortho is usually very sweet to Idia, but after getting a “heart” post-chapter 6, he began noticing some new weird urges; for example, now he feels especially tickled when he sees Idia being miserable, teary-eyed, scared of others and clingy. He always knew that Idia was clingy, but this sadistic pleasure he’s feeling is something new. A lot of times Ortho either suppresses it, or does very subtle upsetting things, but one time he secretly asked his new friends from the movie club to act annoyed and disgusted by Idia and invited his niisan to hang out with them. He was ensuring Idia that everything was alright the entire time, gaslighing him into thinking that he was just imagining that everybody is looking at him, and surely, after about 40 minutes Idia was a shaking trembling panting nervous mess, gulping his own tears, He was clinging to Ortho’s neck so sweetly miserably the moment he said “alright, niisan and I are leaving now”.

But even before that, when Ortho still didn’t have as good of a grasp of the way humans interact with each other, he arranged a surprise gangbang for Idia to help him get along with others Ignihyde students. The students were very pleased, Idia was fucked out of his mind, and Ortho collected a lot of very useful data that day!

Sebek, being a young half-fae, is very horny and hormonal, and sometimes he is very bad at controlling his urges. And the fact that despite Idia barely leaving his room they manage to fight every time they interact, so one time the timing was just a little bit too unfortunate; one snarky comment from Idia, and Sebek ended up getting aggressive and jumping him, ripping his clothes off. Idia got too scared and passed out almost instantly, only waking up after Sebek had been long gone: still naked, scratched all over the place, with a belly full of cum and throbbing boner. It’s a miracle he wasn’t found by anyone before he woke up.

[verybadatcardgames]

Let's go Pegasus and Yuugi-boy for 002!

Yuugi

How I feel about this character: This card game nerd deserves all the good things to happen to him. He needs a break. Seriously.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: I ship him with the Dark Magician and I 1000% blame @yearslateforyugiohshippings for this. I also think Yuugi/Jounouchi is cute and I sometimes I read Rivalship fics.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Anzu, to be honest. I personally don’t like the idea of Yuugi being the “fallback” plan for her, and I just see them more as friends as adults rather than romantic partners.

My unpopular opinion about this character: I don’t think I have any unpopular thoughts? Because I don’t think about Yuugi enough to have unpopular thoughts I’m sorry 😔

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: I wish we could have seen more of him in GX. What with him being the canonical King of Games and all, he should have had more involvement in the Dueling Academy. Then again, that could be because he was busy designing games by this point, or Seto was just super salty and never invited him. Probably the latter.

my OTP: Alliumshipping. Again, I blame @kampfkewob.

my cross over ship: He would totally have a crush on Zatanna. You know it’s true

a headcanon fact: He never returned that naughty VHS Jounouchi lent him in high school, and it was lying somewhere on a shelf, forgotten, in a closet, until his mother found it when he was a grown adult with a career abroad. Cue embarrassment when his mother sends him a care package with various belongings, VHS tape included. Yuugi sends the VHS tape back to Jounouchi as a birthday present. Jounouchi opens the birthday present in front of Mai and Shizuka. Mai laughs at the label. Shizuka secretly steals the VHS tape after the party. There is immense disappointment upon realizing everything in the video is censored.

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Pegasus

How I feel about this character: He is a lanky pompous pasty elitist jerkface pretty boy with Peter-Pan syndrome who has never had to do a day’s honest work in his life, and instead of accepting the fact that life can be cruel and unfair, he broke down and retreated into occultism, cartoons, and alcoholism. 10/10 absolute favorite disasterpiece of a man I love him

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Romantically? Cyndia, Isis, and I wager Siegfried has a huge parasocial crush on him

My non-romantic OTP for this character: I do like Toonshipping as a non-romantic ship. I can see Pegasus feeling legitimately bad about everything he’s done to the Kaibas and trying to make up for it over the course of several years in little favors and grandiose gestures. While Seto had his own villain arc and can empathize on some level about motivations, I cannot imagine him ever forgiving Pegasus for what he did or having romantic feelings for him, nor do I think Seto should forgive him at all (because, as much as I do like Pegasus, I don’t think he deserves forgiveness from Seto and he isn’t owed forgiveness just because he expresses remorse). Going to bed out of anger and resentment is totally on the table tho

My unpopular opinion about this character: More headcanon than opinion, but I don't think Pegasus really knew Cyndia that well as a person. I don't doubt he loved her. What I doubt is his own memory in regards to Cyndia's own wants and needs.

He takes the time to write in his journal about his dreams and aspirations, yet despite her being the love of his life, he doesn’t write a single sentence about Cyndia’s? We don’t get anything about her hobbies, her dreams, her aspirations, her life, or even her own dialogue?

The Doylist reasoning can come down to: Takahashi and the series writers didn’t make up a backstory for Cyndia beyond her being a motivation tool for Pegasus. However, I propose the Watsonian reasoning in that Pegasus was self-centered and oblivious to what Cyndia wanted to do because he was more invested in the vision of her being his wife, instead of being invested in listening to her and paying attention to her needs as an individual.

That said, I’m still a Roseshipper and I do love this tragic ship. :’D

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: It did happen in canon, I’m just mad we didn’t get a whole episode dedicated to it: His duel with Doma-era Mai. I would have totally loved to see her talk smack and absolutely rip him a new one during their duel right before she took his soul. Listen, I love Pegasus, but after all the fuckery in Duelist Kingdom, he had it coming.

my OTP: Pegasus/Mister Crocketts.

What? Oh. Oh, I see. Just because Isis is my all time fave and I've written fanfic and drawn fanart and have several WIP folders of headcanons and theories about Sightshipping, y'all think it's my OTP.

But let’s all be real with each other: Mister Crocketts was serving Pegasus tea in bed long before he met Isis in a hotel room in Egypt. I’m just saying

my cross over ship: Not a ship, but a crossover: I feel like Pete White from The Venture Bros is a distant cousin and Pegasus calls him whenever he needs a deejay for a party.

The family resemblance is uncanny

a headcanon fact: His mother is a fiery Cajun woman who is the premiere wedding planner in all of Las Vegas, and he went to Catholic school.

[toushindai]

Do you think something happened between Ganondorf and Rauru before the events of Zelda's memories? I've always viewed them as something like exes cause their dynamic is pretty tense in the flashbacks that Zelda gave us. ┐⁠(⁠´⁠ー⁠｀⁠)⁠┌

Exes is such a widespread thought about Ganondorf/Rauru and I absolutely see why—very obviously there is something between them that makes their interactions resentful and deeply personal, and it goes a long ways towards explaining the malice in Ganondorf’s accusation that Rauru has shacked up with a Hyrulean woman. That particular dig is the only one Rauru responds to visibly, not even the “hey do you ever think about how all your people are dead and it would be super easy for me to finish you off?” one, which to my ears is a much weightier and more pointed threat. So I think exes is a delicious dynamic between the two of them—having been close once, having thought themselves in sync once, their philosophical conflicts were too great to resolve and they fell apart, each resenting the other enough that their aftershocks played out on the land of Hyrule.

Unfortunately by the time I saw that this was a pattern in Ganondorf/Rauru thought I was already neck-deep in my own thoughts, which did not involve them being exes and were broadly incompatible with the thought, and it was too late for me. Everyone else, please carry that torch proudly ✊😔

And it’s not just a backstory thing that makes it incompatible with my thoughts… I said above, if they are exes, their breakup becomes much larger than something between two people, effectively underlying if not causing the Imprisoning War. Absolutely a fascinating dynamic, but in some ways the opposite of what I found myself interested in writing, in which the affairs of state—these larger-than-life considerations with their own, slightly off-from-human sense of ethics and responsibility—are jammed into two tiny bodies and performed on a scale far too small for them. Does that make sense? Rauru is Rauru and he is Hyrule and he is the last of the Zonai. Ganondorf is Ganondorf and he is the first Gerudo male in a century and he is the Gerudo. Everything they do two each other is at least three things and there’s no room left for the people involved even as the people involved hate each other and want each other so much.

So, when I say “here’s what I think,” I’m not making any claim to canonicity; this is just what I’ve built to serve as the background odor the story I’m telling with them.

What I think is, Ganondorf and Rauru met seven years before the time of the flashbacks when Rauru got himself an invitation to visit Gerudo Town. This comes up in UAWTATR. Ganondorf loathed Rauru before they even met—understandably, as he and Sonia had already been around the region setting up shrines without permission from the Gerudo—but Rauru was hopeful for some kind of friendship with the Gerudo’s prince. His hopes were dashed to pieces when he met Ganondorf in the Northern Temple (what is now the Northern Ruins—where we find Riju training in TOTK). Ganondorf was curt and antagonistic with him, exuding with every exchange an air of we don’t want you here. This stung Rauru quite badly and he did not very much reflect on how his attitude might have led to Ganondorf’s—especially after, at a banquet that evening, Ganondorf orchestrated an opportunity to demonstrate his own strength (and thus the superfluity of Hyrule to the Gerudo) by having a molduga sicced on the party and taking it down single-handedly. This did not really have the effect he hoped on the royal couple and they left with the impression that Ganondorf’s vibes were rancid.

Then they didn’t really hear from each other again until Ganondorf’s predecessor stepped down and Ganondorf came to power, and at that point “hear from each other” is a very generous phrasing because what happened is Rauru started sending his Repeated Invitations and Ganondorf decided that Gerudo’s new foreign policy, at least when it came to Hyrule, was simply to Ignore.

So all in all, the way I’m writing them, Ganondorf’s time at the court of Hyrule is the first time they’ve dealt with each other extensively, but they already have this enormous history of antagonism built up between them. How refreshing it is to get to hate each other in person! While fucking.

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send  🎲  and i’ll place our muses into this generator and post the resulting muse combinations and a few ideas on how to make it work! 

 Okay, Miles. I went ahead and picked out some really good ones here. I featured my Request Only muses to spice things up. We're already doing some pretty fun stuff with Looney's Babysitting Adventures and Scarf & Razor's Space-Last of Us extravaganza. So I picked out some succulent pairings here that I think might be up your alley.

LUMINE & RASSILON [Late Time War]

I'm not quite sure why this one popped out at me so much. I think Rassilon & The Travelers is always an interaction I've wanted to pursue for a long time. The Traveler Twins are implied to be immortal, from what I understand— and while I won't assume why it is they flee— a personal headcanon I have is because their homeworld was destroyed. Most specifically, I like to headcanon that when Gallifrey was in it's infancy, Rassilon organized some pretty nasty stuff in order to steal their technology and absorb it into the culture. Now, imagine during The Time War— when Rassilon is at her most deranged... the survivor of a race she truly loathed and wished to stamp out of history is brought before her throne. Tasty.

Personification of Death * The War Master

The Master is easily death's champion. During The Time War, The Master revels in the chaos. He takes advantage of The War to it's fullest in order to further his own schemes. He revels in it, and as such exudes a gentleman's personality despite his disgusting acts of cruelty and malice. In a period of time where Death is arguably at their strongest due to the chaos brought about by The Time War— The Master earns an audience with his patron. Despite not even being informed of being Death's Champion, The Master delights in the role... until the purpose of Death's invitation is made clear: "As my champion, I thought you might as well know— there's no escaping this war, and there's no winning. Run and hide very far... or else you might get swallowed up whole."

Personification of Life * The War Doctor

If The Master is then Death's champion due to all the chaos he brings and the destruction he delights in— then The Doctor must therefore be Life's Champion. Although the amount of death and pain he's suffered through may make you think he's Death's... he's a champion of life. Though they have never formally crossed paths, The Doctor has done his duty as Champion faithfully— despite not even being aware that's his role. He simply helps because he can, and because he wants to do the right thing. That's why despite abhoring violence, never carrying a weapon, and outright opposing the Time War... he still joined. He had to. He didn't have a choice. Though, even when he threw away his title of Doctor, he was still doing the work of a champion for life. He did everything he could to try and stop the war. He tried to win it, and when that failed he tried to force both sides to stop... and when that didn't work— he did all he could to try and avoid the only real solution. Despite it all, though— there is only one way to end The Time War. There's only one way to stop Death from sweeping across the whole of reality. Faced with the The Moment in which he must decide whether to end it all— destroy both sides utterly and completely with one big bang... or let the universe fall into chaos... Life appears before her champion. Nobody should be alone for this.

Ruan Mei * Cardinal Mantis.

As mentioned in my last post with a character in the genius society: I just don't think The Timelords & The Genius Society get along that well. However, desperate times call for desperate measures and when Mantis seeks out Ruan Mei to basically poach her from the genius society, he brings a pretty banger offer to the table. "Join our side and build us weapons— Don't even worry about anyone else just make the most effective weapons you can possibly construct against The Daleks." And boom— a wartime science plot in which Ruan Mei becomes a prolific Gallifreyan Weapons Engineer. This could spin out into a whole AU tbh. If she decided to join in on the war, anyways.

DAHILA * THE BUMBLE DOCTOR [Experimental] 

The Bumble Doctor is insane. That's it. That's the plot. No, but in actuality The Bumble Doctor is this sort of fusion of the Seventh Doctor, the Thirteenth Doctor, and she's got a dash of some of the Shalka Doctor in there. All great labels, but what does that mean? Well, she's a punk-rock-college-professor who wants to live a party girl lifestyle while also harkoning back to her golden years as The First Doctor. She's a crazy little mean girl who is definitely a Doctor with Darker Shades due to her more complex morality. She's living a pretty shady lifestyle because of her eccentric quirks and her rude personality. She's punk, she wants to be a rebel now more then ever— and Dahila could definitely be a companion for her if she can handle that chaotic lifestyle. Maybe they might even do crimes and kiss a little. It's how Bumble rolls.

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pairing: lewis hamilton x (former!)british!royal!reader (fc: keira knightley)

in which f1 royalty lewis hamiltons new girlfriend, who isn't a part of the royal british family anymore, hard launches their romance on instagram, shocking the community.

authors note: can anyone motivate me to write ? I've got no ideas atm :(

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y/nwindsorhamilton morning lovely people, i'm supporting my man at the hungarian gp, and i do hope to see plenty of you! 🕊

lewishamilton glad to have you by my side, angel🤍

y/nwindsorhamilton wouldn't have it any other way darling!! lewlewham WHAT IN THE MF HELL IS HAPPENING??

valtteriebottas see you later y/n!

y/nwindsorhamilton of course val, haven't seen you in ages lewishamilton you've seen him literally last weekend? y/nwindsorhamilton as I said "ages" alexalbon yeah lewis don't gate keep y/n, she clearly misses us :( y/nwindsorhamilton sure do, alex! lily and i are planning a lunch date when we're back in england, how about that? 💫 alexalbon fantastic idea ✌🏼

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y/nwindsorhamilton thank you for welcoming me with open arms lovelies, I had an absolute blast even though lewis didn't get on the podium. To the fans who trusted me with their gifts for lewis: he says thanks to everyone and sends his love to you!! see you soon 🤙🏻

mickschumacher merc definitely had missed your presence y/n. loved to see you 😊

y/nwindsorhamilton ah mick you're totally right (but don't tell toto). had fun & can't wait to see you on thursday lewishams whats next thursday??

cocoloveslewis thank you again y/n for everything, you're such an angel 😭

y/nwindsorhamilton no worries dear everyone would've done that. checochecked nah she's so naive, ma'am you're THE wag, most ignore us like the pest. the people's princess for real🤚🏻

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lewishamilton two years ago I've met my other half, you, and after the most romantic, emotional six months we've bared ourselves in front of god, promising to love and cherish each other till death. now our love is growing into a tiny human being — y/n, you know I'll always love you and our little family endlessly, thank you for turning your life 180 just for me 🤎

ps: sending love to your grandma; without her matchmaking we wouldn't be where we are now!

sebastianvettel you're both disgustingly sweet 😔 congratulations on your baby and the anniversary! Still remember the wedding like it was yesterday

liked by y/nwindsorhamilton, lewishamilton lancestroll when are you telling me about it? It has to be the most iconic wedding of f1, the snippets dont give enough away 😤 kimimatiasraikkonen some stories are only for the right people boy landonorris im still in disbelief that I wasn't invited but kimi, seb and mick were alexalbon sucks to be mate, I was there ;) landonorris WHAT? HOW? y/nwindsorhamilton lando, I couldn't not invite alex and lily, I practically adopted them when I was at my first race landonorris traitor landonorris who else was invited from the grid? lewishamilton do you really want to know that lan? landonorris can't be that bad, right? y/nwindsorhamilton you decide my dear :) i'll call you later

y/nwindsorhamilton I wouldn't have it any other way, lewis. I love you now and later, next life and a lifetime beforehand. thank you for giving me a family after I lost them 🤍

lewishamilton you, my love, hold my whole world within you

vcruelsummer soooo i gathered this: she doesn't have children out of wedlock but she left the royal family for lewis with permission of her late grandparents who also played matchmaker between them (original shippers). mAd