#he wont apologize for the truth

[buckevantommy]

Everyone's always telling Buck what he should do. Okay, sometimes he did ask for their advice, but every piece of advice he's followed through on lately has ended badly and everything they tell him to do he doesn't actually want to do.

He should want to do something if it's supposed to make him feel better, if it's supposed to be better for him, right?

Josh told him to bulldoze ahead and tell Tommy what he wanted. Tommy told him to re-enact his Buck 1.0 days and spend time with some indeterminate amount of people until he finds someone forever. Maddie and Chim told him to start dating again and also wait for the universe to bring him someone special; another someone. Hen and Eddie told him not to contact Tommy.

He doesn't want to do any of that! He wants to talk to Tommy, to see him, to get Tommy to talk to him instead of giving up on them and running away because he's scared. He wants to tell Tommy he loves him. He wants Tommy to know first and last aren't mutually exclusive. He wants to yell at Tommy, and kiss him, and hold him. He wants Tommy to apologise for breaking his heart and for being a dumbass. He wants Tommy to believe him when he says he won't do the same; well, he might be a dumbass sometimes - but he would never break Tommy’s heart. He wants to apologise for jumping ahead but also not have to apologise for wanting a life with Tommy or for being too much.

Since that first night Tommy kissed him, he's felt reborn. Not in some starry-eyed way that Tommy seems to think is fake and won't last, but in the way that he's shed the skin of past Buck upgrades and finally grown into his body, become comfortable in who he is instead of trying to fit a facade that other people would accept. Always too big, too much, not enough, never content to just sit in his self and be without his worries and insecurities moulding him into something else, something with a better chance of getting people to like him, love him, stay with him. 

He’s never felt more himself or more at ease in a relationship that meant something to him than he did with Tommy. Never felt more wholly seen - the good, the bad, and the too-much and not enough - by his partner and adored anyway, wanted anyway.

Halfway through making swiss meringue buttercream instead of breakfast, he realises he's thinking about Tommy. His coping skill, as Bobby called it, has stopped working.

There's butter and sugar in the creases of his hands and nailbeds even after he hurriedly wipes them with the dishcloth over his shoulder. He can see it as he scoops up his phone from the charger and thumbs over to his message thread with Tommy, leaving greasy crumby residue on the screen.

i saw you bubbling

After it happened, after the Chief distracted everyone enough for him to grab his phone and retreat somewhere he wouldn't be disturbed, he'd stared at the space where the unsent message had appeared for twenty minutes waiting for the type bubble to reappear. Waiting for Tommy to hit send on whatever he'd backtyped.

Buck's mind had spiralled with all the possibilities and while it spiralled and he stared and waited he never got around to actually calling or texting Tommy himself. And then the bell rang.

He has time, now. He has things he wants to say.

you were going to tell me something an maybe i wont like what it was but just knowing you almost reached out is kinda driving me crazy bc i have a fridge full of baked goods bc everytime i think about calling you i bake and now i havnt cooked a proper meal in my own place in over a week bc i dont have room in my damn fridge to store anything besides chocholate chip bananan bread and baked alaskas

He wants to say: and it's all your fault! but that's not the whole truth. Buck played his part in this, set the wheels in motion that drove Tommy away from him. But how the hell was he supposed to know that? And Tommy should've known by now he doesn't really do 'slow'.

i'm not sorry for being too much bc i shouldnt haveto apologize for being myself

Screw it. Can't get any worse, right? Tommy's getting all of him whether he likes it or not.

i dont see you as some queer life coach or someone to fill space until someon else comes along

thats not who i am

i thought you knew me better than that but whatevr ig

i wanted to live with you bc i want a life with you bc i love you

i love you

i shouldve said that first

Send after send, typing like a man possessed, he gets out everything that's been pent up inside him since the shock wore off a week ago.

His chest is heaving as the adrenaline rushes through his veins. And his eyes sting. He has to blink away tears as he reads over the last message.

He never told Tommy. Tommy doesn't know. Maybe Buck wasn't sure that night Josh asked him, but he knows it now.

i wanted you to be my last

He still does.

i wanna hate you for giving up on us

but i cant seem to hate you

This whole thing would hurt a lot less if he could just hate Tommy for what he did. It would hurt a lot less if they could find a way through this mess, together, and come out the other side stronger because they know each other better and know they want to fight for what they have.

Real love is worth fighting for. Red taught him that. Real love isn’t found, it’s made. Old gay Thomas taught him that.

Well, Buck found Tommy. Or, the universe did. And he’s going to fight, dammit, because he wants to build a future with Tommy. 

His vision has blurred with hot tears. Movement on his screen catches his attention from where his gaze had drifted over to the couch where Tommy had stayed to take care of him through his Billy Boils saga.

Tommy is bubbling him.

Buck’s heart lurches in his chest. His breath catches.

can we talk?

There’s a huff of something like manic laughter as he swipes at his snotty nose.

that’s what i typed

Hope blooms in his chest, sudden and bright and painful in the best way.  

can we?

I think I owe it to you to yell at me in person

There’s a long moment where Buck tries to return his breathing to normal but its bated as he watches three little dots appear, then disappear. 

Then reappear. 

Then disappear.

Then:

I don’t want to give up on us either

Buck’s tears are still making his vision watery, but now they’re tears of joy. He did what he wanted to do - he reached out. And Tommy heard him.

He should take his own advice more often.

[irndad]

hi im back! okey so def can see spencer still wanting to hug and snuggle with you even when fighting or mad at each other. he even gets genuinely ??? confused ??? when you try to sleep on the couch instead of in bed at night. he holds you and either reader or him is like "i know we are snuggling right now but i am still super pissed off at you." lol i can just see it. he may be petty when mad but he wont stop trying to touch you bc its a biological need of his and no argument is more important than needing you 🥺

enjoy this I did it very fast!!!! ily

He knows he’s not easy to be with sometimes. She would never say it, but it’s true. He doesn’t always get the jokes, sometimes pushes things too far and without even knowing it the ground gets pulled out from under him. 

And sleep- Sleep is so complicated. The memory of the first time she slept in his bed is etched into a place he could never erase. Spencer had always had trouble sleeping, either fear or alertness plaguing him into the late hours of the night. He used to lie awake, the kind of exhausted that feels like it’s seeping out of your bones, while constantly facts he’d unwittingly memorized about how sleep deprivation can cause brain damage. 

But then she’d come into his life. All soft words and gentle disposition, and there really is something magic about the way that everything just dissipates when her warm, soft body curves into his own. He’s slept well almost every night since. 

Except today, she isn’t coming to bed. 

It’s his fault, and he knows it. He wasn’t being fair. She hadn’t seen him for two weeks (and he hadn’t slept nearly enough without the weight of her form beside him since the last time he saw her) and she’d said that she wanted to be prioritized more. 

“I haven’t seen you in weeks, Spence!”

His head was killing him. Was it actually possible, for a headache to kill you? Her voice is audibly upset, and it’s alarming how he could be the cause of it. 

“Please,” he had said through labored effort, “Can we talk about this later?” 

“When would you like to talk about it? Because I don’t ever know if you’re leaving-“

“Do you even know what it is that I do?  That it’s not a choice for me to go? I have to do this. I can’t pick and choose and honestly, I don’t want to. If you don’t get that, we’re not doing what I thought we were doing.”

It sounds foreign, his own voice. And it’s after he’s said it that the sick taste reaches his throat because oh, that means the end. Her lovely face is unreadable for a brief moment, before something like grief splays over her expression.

It’s silent for a beat, and Spencer wishes he could swallow the words back up, rewind his life like a battered VHS tape where he’s not so stupid to mess up the one thing that’s ever brought him peace.

“You’re not yourself, Spencer. I’m gonna give you a minute.”

A minute, it turns out, is hours in the living room. She hadn’t left, thank fucking god, but she hadn’t come back. Of course she hadn’t. She wasn’t the one who needed to apologize. 

He’s just so tired. 

He thinks of her so-sweet voice, the curve of cheek- the junction of her neck and shoulder, and how much he would like to have her pressed against him. He pads out into the living room like a nervous puppy, and sees her sleeping on the olive green couch she had picked out. Her hair was splayed across the arm of the sofa, and her head laid on a throw pillow, their fuzziest blanket draped across her form. 

His first thought is how low he’s dropped, that he’s jealous of a blanket. 

His second his that she is not coming to bed. He sits beside her gingerly, and the scent of her body wash lingers in the air. 

“Are you planning on coming to bed?”

“I didn’t think you’d want me to.” He can tell she wants to sound cold, but the truth is much worse; she sounds guarded. 

“I always want you to.” It’s the most honest thing he’s said today, and it’s just not fair, how much he revolves around her. How he has waited 14 days, 13 hours and 34 minutes to hold her again and managed to ruin it within the first 20 minutes of having seen her again. He grabs her hand, soft and pliant against his in a way that almost makes his heart leap. “Please? Come to bed?”

Her gaze softens, the warmth and light that guides him back in her eyes, and he hopes his relief isn’t too visible. It’s then that she drinks him in. It feels too revealing like she can see right through him. His clothes are old. He’d rushed off the jet to see her, and the half moon circles under his eyes only lend to the unimpressive picture of himself. 

“Oh, sweetheart,” she breathes, touching the side of his face. He instantly leans into it, the contact more than he’d be willing to give up to save his dignity. “Come here.”

She wraps her arms around him, and he pulls her into his lap, squeezing her tight to his chest, like she might disappear. 

“I’m still mad at you,” she says, looking at him with such affection it betrays her words.

“That’s okay,” he says into her collarbone, “As long as I still have you.”

[rapunzelbro]

The Act of Stealing a Loved One |3| (Stanley Pines x Reader)

Hi y'all! I am overwhelmed by the amount of love this fanfiction is getting. Thank you so much, I am glad y'all love it and hope you enjoy it!

Story Guide

Why the hell was he doing this? Maybe it was to try and make up for all that he did to his brother, or maybe it was to attempt to not let Ford ruin something good that finally came into his life. Whatever the reason was, Stan was putting fake glasses on, wearing an outfit similar to what his nerdy brother would wear, he was going to the show. He was going to see you perform.

“God why does he dress so dorky” Stan muttered in annoyance as he looked himself over in the mirror. He adjusted the glasses that sat awkwardly on the bridge of his nose and grabbed the poster before heading out to his car. He drove off to where the show was taking place, in somebody’s basement.

“Do you think he’s going to come tonight?” you muttered, looking at Gabs.

Their band was currently tuning their instruments and checking over equipment in the basement, preparing for the performance.. How the neighbors didn't complain was beyond you, they probably are used to this by now.

“Do you want the truth or for me to lie?” Gabs glanced at you with an annoyed look in her eye, sighing, she continued to tune her guitar “...I don't know why you're still with that bum. You invited him to how many shows now and he just wont show?” She rolled her eyes, directing her attention back towards you.

“He’s super busy, and I get that... His degree is super difficult, so I get it” You muttered, beginning to untangle some of the wires you shoved inside your bag in a hurry “..if he doesn't show tonight, I might just have to talk about where this relationship is going.. I really just don't get why he doesn't support me on this..” you mutter frowning slightly as you progress with the mess of wires

“If that's what you feel is best then do it, besides, you'll always have me and the band,” Gabs smiles softly at you placing her guitar down as she looks at the clock on the wall “Doors open in ten, maybe you'll see him before the show starts.. I'm hoping for his sake or I swear I will beat the absolute sh-”

“Gabs! You're not beating up my boyfriend” you laugh, gently shoving her “But I hope he’ll be there too..”

Stan was glad he got there when he did, considering the fact it was a basement show it was pretty packed. Parking was a bitch, so he ended up parking on the front lawn to which everyone else followed suit once they saw him do it.

“Ford, don't make me regret this…” he muttered getting out of the car before heading to the door. Ignoring the looks of everyone else, he stepped inside. The house smelt of cigarettes and booze, it was rather full at the moment with groups of people talking. It made Stan stick out like a sore thumb while he was trying to find you in the room.

“Holy shit! Ford you actually came!” He heard a female voice yell out before he was suddenly embraced. Looking to see who embraced him, he saw the girl from the photo on Ford's desk, it was you. Returning the hug Stan smiled “I apologize for missing your other shows I got too caug-” he was cut off by you kissing him, shutting him up completely.

Was this wrong? 100%. If Ford ever knew about this he would be in even deeper shit. But the way your soft lips felt against his rough ones pushed that thought aside. Your scent of vanilla, mixed with cigarettes was like a drug he craved. He couldn't get enough of it. You pulled away after a few seconds looking into his eyes smiling

“As much as I love your rambling, shush. I'm just glad you're here!” she said giddily as she wrapped her arms around his neck, the Vodka you tried hiding with a piece of strawberry gum, hitting his nose in the closeness.

“Noted. You look absolutely beautiful, now when do you perform?” Keep your cool Stanley shit!

“Oh I'm on after the first band! Ya know… There's rumors of some school scouting agent showing up tonight.. god can you imagine if it was true?” You smiled, a sparkle in your eyes as you speak “The band and I, in the big leagues..On tour never having to look back? That's the dream” you removed your hands from Stan’s neck

When you pulled away he turned his attention to your ensemble for the show. Your hair was done with brushed out curls, falling towards the low cut neckline of the red shirt you had on underneath the black leather jacket that completed the look.

How the actual hell did Ford score you?

No seriously how the hell.

“Regardless, we got a huge following now, the word got out about us all over campus and some parts of your school so whatever happens I don't give a shit. This is so fun!” you giggle, slightly tipsy from the shots you definitely didn't have earlier

“Whatever makes you happy, I'll support you” Stan smiled gently, squeezing your hand.

He hates that he just added fuel to the fire of lies he is making, but he didn't want to crush your dreams. Stan knows his brother was definitely not supportive of your music career, he knows that he would probably tell you to be more realistic, that's just how his brother was. Stan wishes that somehow, he would have been the one you met, he longed for someone exactly like you. Carefree, up for the thrill of not knowing what's next, and not giving a shit while doing it.

“And that's why I love you Ford” Y/n says, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Y/n! Come on, we have to figure out all our shit before we go on! You can make out with him later!” Jamie yelled out to you, holding up one of his drumsticks, pointing out at you

“Ugh, I'm coming! See you on stage lover boy” You kiss him one last time before running off with Jamie.

God he was down bad

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[thebearme]

TIME TO ANSWER QUESTION ABOUT FAMILY!!!

The meeting up was more of a surprise visit than anything planned, but it when well. Donut's interactions with Petey was pretty normal... well as normal something could be in the dogman universe. A couple of dumb invasive questions but overall Donut means well, but it is draining Petey's patients.

"Yes, I was the world's most evilest cat."

"No, I won't get into the nitty-gritty of how that happened."

"Yes, Lil Petey looks exactly like me because he was made in a cloning machine."

"No, I won't explain why my tail is shorter than his."

"Yes, me and your brother are parenting him together."

"NO, WE AREN'T MARRIED!"

"NO, YOU DONT HAVE TO BE MARRIED TO PARENT A CHILD!"

"NO I WONT EXPLAIN THE WHOLE DUMB SOCIAL CONSTRUCT THAT MAKES PEOPLE BELIEVE THAT THE ONLY WAY A CHILD CAN BE RAISED RIGHT IS WITH MAN AND WOMAN MATRIMONY!!"

"Yes.... I can get you water."

Swoopy interaction with Petey was quick and short. He doesn't talk/bark... or sign.

Cocoa never talked to a cat before, let alone TWO. So if there's any sibling that going to embarrass Dogman, it's gonna to be her. Asking if it true that "cats have nine lives" or that "cats have a more sophisticated taste than other animals" or "do you have like, a billion different degrees. Oh what am I talking about, you probably already at the trillions, aren't you?" While Petey funny enough never even went to college. AND dropped out of high school when he was younger as well... But hey, even though all of those are dumb cat stereotypes he DOES enjoy being called smart.

Donut is a fun uncle to Lil Petey, telling him fun stories from when he was a pup, teaching him how to bake and all types of silly stuff.

Swoopy is like Ice bear from we bare bears, so it's a gamble if Lil Petey and him would have a normal day if you left them alone.

Cocoa (I admit I thought more in-depth about) would try to impress Lil Petey with her "travels around the world". Tho this is a big lie, she has been living on a milk farm. She doesn't think any of her REAL stories about how they make almonds into milk is really that interesting, at least to a city boy like Lil Petey and she just wants to be seen as the cool aunt! Eventually with enough pestering from Dogman, told the truth to Lil Petey and was surprised by the fact he was ACTUALLY INTERESTED in how it's like working in a farm. Anyways, Cocoa is definitely the aunt you invite if you're playing pretend or something.

Oh most definitely! I feel like he wants a sibling since he met Molly and all her brothers and sisters. Even though the household is completely chaotic he still wants a sibling.

Now don't ask me for some Detey fankid design because I don't do good in making things like that. Idk why but with all my years and different fandoms and ships I've been into, I can't imagine fankid designs for the life of me. Never had but kudos to the people who can.

Yup, If anything I think they would adopt. Idk it just feels in character, they just home a kid for a bit until uh oh- we accidentally planned a college fund- I guess we're gonna have another kid now.

Well I'll try explaining how the beginning went. It definitely was a surprise for Dogman's parents. Lil Petey had this all planned out before hand so when Petey and Dogman were getting groceries thats when Lil Petey went to get his grandpa- which was easy because the security in cat jail is crap. "Can I take my Grandpa for a night, we're gonna have a big family dinner." and a thank you note left for the Warden, went he notices after his long monolog about how he can't just let Gramps leave. 80HD was the only to grab Maggie and Joe, They all eventually met up at the house.

LP apologizes about the abrupt napping of the two and gives a proper introduction. "Hi I'm Lil Petey, your grandson!" "We kinda met before but I didn't get to say hi, so.. hi!"

The pair are still in a daze of confusion over what's even happening and HOW could this kitten be their grandson? Looking over to the old feline next to him they can guess that he's the grandfather... he kinda looks like that one cat that was with them in the first visit to the ranch. Was he the father? Does that mean-

Before the two can spiral into their next conclusion LP starts up again.

"We you two like to stay for dinner? Papa and Dogman should be coming home with the groceries soon."

With abit of distain in their face at the name "Dogman" they surprisingly nodded a silent yes to the question of if they'll stay or not.

This immediately supports Lil Petey's hopes in the situation. I was right, They do still care! They just need to talk with each other and actually talk. And maybe soon Dogman can have his parents again and we can be a big family! Plus- If it annoys Grampa enough maybe he'll admit he's wrong and start actually caring for once!

The kid is abit too optimistic because this is Grampa we're talking about and just because he's been good recently doesn't mean he's been tamed.

Grandpa has no interest in playing along with the kid, he may have not act out recently- all because that big loaf of a purple cat wouldn't let him anytime he was outside. But this time he eat what he wants, say what he wants, take what he wants and DO what he wants.

Of course Gramps can't try to steal everything in the house but 1) the house is endless. 2) he'll be robbing from a cop, and Gramps is smarter then THAT! So he sticks with playing along, at least act like he cares... but he'll make sure the dinner isn't COMPLETELY boring. The best/worst thing about Gramps is that he can read people and read them well. Seeing from the two dogs expressions and body language, there must be some tension between them and their son. Some tension, ey? That's fun.

Sorry for no drawing with this but the answer for how the interactions went was... something.

They are tense about the whole thing but they do ask Lil Petey more about himself. And of course LP gladly tells them and even shows a little comic he made before hand with them in it. It's about them and Dogman forgive each other and become a big family- LP isn't sneaking ok but he's trying.

This is all before Dogman and Petey enter the house.

Im sorry that's what yall giving off /j

anyway- I never planned out the full dinner. So even if wrote it out instead of illustrating it, I still wouldn't have much. I'm sorry guys.

I only got these bulletpoints.

Quiet dinner till someone talks first.

Dogman's parents don't have a good bias towards cats. So this is making Petey REALLY irritated. Which cycles back to this REALLY not being a good idea.

LP leaves for a second to make a little phone call

Petey prays that some kind of monster or villain of the week shows up to stop the dinner. But no it's even worse-

Molly should up to help LP and soften the tension.

But the tension finally blows when Gramps decides to spill the ONE big open secret that everyone but him promises to not bring up. "If you hate how your son looks so much then you got Petey to really blame. It is his fault that the old Greg and Knight you knew are gone."

Plates were smashed and food was flying all before dessert.

Gramps was sent back to jail no duh and 80HD took Molly and Dogman's parents home. Petey and Dogman comfort and clean up Lil Petey and tell him- "Although what you did was bad we understand why you did it. But Lil Petey, sometimes there are families that can't reconcile with. No matter how much you want them to, no matter how much you try, it's doesn't mean it will work and that's okay."

"I wish my parents could be in my life, to see us grow and change and cherish everything around us but they can't... I've accepted that, because if I have to choose a family I'm only attracted to by birth that doesn't want me for me OR a mitch-match of misfits that care about each other through thick and thin. Then I'm choosing my misfits no matter what."

I probably made you cry, oops! If this inspires anyone to make something DO IT!! I love creative so go crazy.

[fullsunfilm]

svt maknae line as your bf hcs

pt 2 baby!!

svt x f!reader, all fluff

wc: ~2.1k

read the hyung line ver

minghao

☆ takes you out on artsy dates (museum hopping, painting, decoden, brunch at a boujee cafe, etc.)

☆ takes candid photos of you every chance he gets. he uses them as reference for his art later and as a small pick-up when hes feeling down

☆ he understands the need for individuality in a relationship. although he loves you and you feel the same about him, he makes it clear that the two of you dont complete each other, but instead compliment each other

☆ hes not as openly affectionate around others, but he makes sure you know that hes there by rubbing your knuckles, walking close enough so that your shoulders brush, and leaving a small kiss on your head after each hug

☆ loves to dress you up! he thinks you look great in anything, but he especially likes how the clothes he picks out look on you. youre like his personal fashion model and he loves it

☆ hes super sweet to your family. he shows a lot of respect towards them and they take him in as if he was their long-lost child.

☆ he is brutally honest. he tells you exactly what he thinks and offers suggestions on how to fix things. although he still comforts and reassures you, he also tells you the truth and helps you accept reality

☆ he loves to make you tea! you two even have designated tea time where you both wind down and just talk about life for a bit

☆ the type to ask what youd like for breakfast at night and wake you up with the heavenly smell of his cooking

☆ while walking home from your favorite cafe with freshly-baked pastries, he stops by a local flower shop. when he gets home, he prepares the bouquet in a pretty vase and leaves them on the counter. they remind him of you, and he cant help but smile at the surprised look on your face when you wake up to see the flowers blooming in your kitchen

mingyu

☆ loves the way you look in his clothes. his favorite look on you is when youre in your pajama shorts and one of his big white tees

☆ super clumsy (but its endearing!!). he always finds ways to drop your things, but the sad puppy eyes and string of apologies leaving his lips make you forgive him every time

☆ he. loves. kissing. at the beginning of your relationship, he spent nearly half the time he had with you with his mouth latched onto yours. your friends said he looked at you like he wanted to eat you. he mellows out as time goes on, but the passion from the honeymoon stage of your relationship still lingers

☆ hes not afraid to show everyone that youre his girlfriend.. all the time.. anywhere.. he always shows his affection for you as if no one else was around

☆ the type to bury his face into your neck and hug you from behind all night (he wont let go until you “say the magic word, ‘please’”)

☆ hates that he loves it when you tease him. you think hes so cute when he gets flustered or upset, and although he tells you to knock if off and whines for you to stop messing with him, he secretly loves it.

☆ always shoots you a good morning text! if hes really feeling it, he’ll even send a selfie of him in bed, barefaced, with his hair all poofy and messed up from rolling around in bed

☆ hes a big softie normally, but an even bigger softie for you. he’ll bend over backwards to make you happy, and he never wants you to stop smiling

☆ a bit of a himbo, but it only makes him cuter. he always says dumb stuff that makes you laugh or trips over himself trying to impress you.

☆ gets the warmest, fuzziest, most mind-boggling feeling whenever he thinks of you. his friends always tease him about it (“you look like a real life heart eyes emoji. can you stop thinking about her and focus?”)

seokmin

☆ the most ‘boyfriend’ boyfriend to ever exist. he asks his friends to take photos of him when hes away. he sends them to you and captions them “look! its like we’re on a date <3”

☆ laughs the loudest when youre around. he finds you hilarious and loves your sense of humor

☆ gets drunk and sends you these long, drawn-out text messages where he expresses his love for you and how he wants to marry you. he gets super embarrassed when you tease him about them them the morning after

☆ he looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky for him. every time you meet his gaze, his eyes are full of adoration, and a bright smile accompanies them.

☆ loves to pick up things that he knows you like while hes out shopping. he fills his cart with your favorite meal kits, frozen desserts, and even texts you photos of things asking if youd like him to buy them

☆ loves to surprise you with his strength. sometimes you forget just how buff he is due to his loose-fitting, boxy shirts. he loves picking you up randomly and laughs when you yelp in surprise and smack his arm while telling him to put you down

☆ shares everything with you! his clothes, his food, he even clears out one of his dresser drawers for you

☆ always sets up these really elaborate comedic bits with you. he knew he wanted to marry you from the moment you first played along

☆ he loves your hands. hes always messing with them, holding them, massaging them. he just loves your hands so much and especially loves seeing them when your fingers are entwined with his

☆ when he introduces you to his family, they all latch onto you immediately and basically adopt you. they adore you, and hes so happy that they approve of you he accidentally writes your last name as his instead of your own

seungkwan

☆ hes your best friend, and thats what makes your relationship so great. he knows you like the back of his hand, and you return that sentiment equally

☆ when he officially introduces you as his girlfriend to his family, his mom makes a comment about how he wouldnt stop talking about you for months. she adores you (sometimes, seungkwan even thinks that she loves you more than him)

☆ hes great at comforting you and empathizing with what youre going through. he hates seeing you cry, but knows that its needed. he holds you for as long as you need him to and listens to your problems just like you do for him

☆ hes extremely protective of you. not in the sense that he goes overboard and makes it weird, but in the sense that he doesnt want you to get hurt and he’ll confront anyone who he knows has bad intentions towards you

☆ he doesnt put up with your crappy friends’ bullshit. he sees right through them and makes an effort to tell you immediately how he perceives them, but he doesnt force you to follow his advice

☆ on his days off, he wakes you up with kisses and breakfast in bed. when you move to eat, you realize that hes already cut everything into bite-sized portions for you

☆ he peels the rind off of the tangerines his mom sent him before placing them on your plate

☆ although he loves you and wants to stay with you forever, he has no plans set up for the future. he simply wants to stay by your side for as long as he can, and hes willing to do whatever youd like to do in the future with your relationship

☆ he loves it when you call him “kwannie”, he thinks its adorable and feels his cheeks heat up each time

☆ he takes you out on the most romantic picnic dates and always stresses on planning ahead. he brings extras of everything and checks the weather app feverishly to make sure your dates dont get ruined by a drop of rain

vernon

☆ he cracks jokes at you with a straight face and it breaks you every time. he smiles afterwards and stares at you with love in his eyes

☆ he uses cheesy pick-up lines on you even though youre already dating. he loves how you cringe and get all shy, especially when he does it in front of your friends

☆ the two of you spend hours laying in bed and just talking. you talk about anything and everything, and you both end up sleeping as the sun rises

☆ you love his face, and he knows it. hes handsome. he always stares at you and likes watching you fumble whatever is in your hands or trip over yourself like a teenage girl every time he does

☆ he loves at-home dates. hes always wanted to cook a romantic meal for you, but he settles for ordering takeout since he cant figure out the meal kit in your freezer

☆ hes a bit of a blanket hog. the two of you giggle and thrash around the bed on most nights while fighting for the blanket

☆ the type to not question you much when you tell him to do something. if you told him to drink a mysterious liquid, he would. he trusts you completely

☆ you provide each other a sense of safety. you feel safe in his arms and he feels safe in yours. emotionally and physically you both allow each other to sleep soundly.

☆ he buys pairs of beanies whenever he finds cute ones so that he can match with you

☆ he loves to think about the stupidest hypotheticals with you and daydream about alternate realities (he bets that he’d still be yours in all of them)

chan

☆ hes your biggest fan. he loves hyping you up and reassuring you that youre more than enough, that youre beautiful and that hes so glad youre his girlfriend

☆ when he confessed to you, his exact words were “can i be your boyfriend?” instead of “will you be my girlfriend?” because he thought it was too cliché

☆ he loves it when you watch him dance. it makes him go 10x harder than he normally would. after practice is over, he drags you onto the dance floor and pulls you in for a hug, laughing as you whine about how sweaty he is

☆ his eyes are shining when he introduces you to his grandma. the two of you spend the evening talking with her and sipping on hot teas while she makes the tastiest stew youve ever had

☆ his favorite nights are those spent with you. lights off, on the couch with you on top of him and feeling you pressed close against him while the newest episode of your favorite kdrama illuminates the room. (he honestly cant remember what its about, and neither can you, because you both end up kissing and cuddling through multiple episodes)

☆ youre his partner in crime. you spend a lot of time plotting ways to tease his hyungs and end up agreeing to a lot of wild antics that end with the two of you being chased down by a pouty seungcheol

☆ he gets extremely silly around you. for some reason, having you around boosts his confidence, and he cracks more jokes and is way more extroverted in your presence

☆ the first time he heard you crying in bed, he turned you to face him and asked you what was wrong. he held you close, his face inches away from yours, and told you that everything would be okay. you fell asleep in his arms, with his hands running through your hair and the sound of his steady heartbeat lulling you to sleep

☆ he put his photocard in the back of your phone case as a joke. every time he sees it, his cheeks get hot, but he cant quite tell if the blush is from embarassment or endearment (“you still havent taken that out yet? …no! its not a problem at all!!”)

☆ he lets you style him, even letting you do his hair and makeup. he says you do a better job than the makeup artists at work. he puts on a show for you afterwards, putting on his model face and letting you host a mini photo shoot for him

a/n: finally finished writing this! tbh i went a bit out of order when writing all 13 members, so this should have been out way earlier than the hyung line one, but.. yeah! hope this is good :> happy 17th heaven release day everyone!!

[airybcby]

hey, for the more than a married couple event, can i request isagi with 🍊🍫?

of course!

an isagi yoichi chocolate covered orange

જ⁀♡⊹｡° all this money can't buy me a time machine

♡ a/n — for my more than a married couple event !

♡ content — isagi yoichi x gn! reader, ex bf! isagi, gn! reader, pining (isagi) , established relationship, trying to make it work (spoiler: it wont)

♡ synopsis — maybe in another life, you and isagi yoichi would've worked out. he just wonders why it couldn't be this one. and sometimes, you do too.

When you walked into the small apartment assigned to you for the marriage simulation, the last person you expected to see standing there was him.

Isagi Yoichi.

Your breath hitched as his dark blue eyes met yours, widening in recognition. He hadn’t changed much in the past six months—not that you’d expected him to. The same messy hair, the same soft smile, and the same hopeful look that had once made you fall for him.

“Hey,” he said awkwardly, shifting his weight.

You swallowed hard, forcing your voice to stay steady. “Hey.”

The room felt smaller now, suffocating under the weight of everything left unsaid.

It had been six months since you broke up.

The decision hadn’t been easy—not for you, and not for him. But Isagi’s relentless pursuit of his soccer dreams left little room for anything else, including you.

No matter how much he apologized or promised to do better, you always found yourself waiting: waiting for him to come home, waiting for him to text, waiting for him to notice the cracks forming in your relationship.

Until, one day, you couldn’t wait anymore.

The breakup wasn’t explosive or dramatic. It was quiet, like the last flicker of a candle before the flame died out.

He had cried, begging you to stay. You almost did.

But “almost” wasn’t enough.

Now, standing in the apartment with him again, the memories came rushing back.

“This is unexpected,” you said, breaking the silence.

He let out a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah. Small world, huh?”

You couldn’t bring yourself to laugh.

“Let’s just get through this, okay?” you said, your tone sharper than you intended. “It’s only a few weeks.”

He nodded quickly, his expression faltering. “Yeah. Of course.”

The first few days were awkward.

You kept your distance, avoiding unnecessary conversations or eye contact. Isagi seemed to sense your discomfort and gave you space, though you caught him watching you sometimes, his expression unreadable.

The program forced you to interact—cooking meals together, completing tasks designed to “strengthen the bond” between you. It was unbearable at first, the weight of your shared history making every moment feel like a test.

But Isagi was still Isagi.

Still kind, still thoughtful, still determined to make things work, even if this wasn’t real.

And despite your best efforts, the walls you’d built around yourself began to crack.

One night, after a long day of assignments, you found yourselves sitting together on the couch, exhausted.

Isagi leaned back, his head resting against the cushion, eyes half-closed. “Remember when we used to do this?” he murmured, his voice soft.

You stiffened, unsure how to respond.

“After games,” he continued, not waiting for an answer. “I’d come back so tired I could barely move, and you’d just…sit with me. It always made me feel better.”

“Yoichi,” you said quietly, not trusting yourself to say more.

He turned to look at you, his blue eyes filled with something you couldn’t name—regret, maybe, or longing.

“I missed this,” he admitted. “I missed you.”

Your breath caught in your throat. “Don’t,” you said, shaking your head. “Don’t say that.”

“Why not?” he asked, sitting up. “It’s the truth.”

“Because it doesn’t change anything,” you said, your voice trembling. “We tried, Yoichi. We tried so hard, and it still wasn’t enough.”

He looked at you, his expression pained. “I could try harder.”

“You always say that,” you whispered, tears pricking at your eyes.

The silence that followed was deafening.

The first kiss happened a week later.

It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t even intentional.

You’d been arguing about something trivial—who should clean the dishes, maybe, or what to cook for dinner. The tension boiled over, and before you knew it, his lips were on yours, soft and familiar and wrong.

You pulled away almost immediately, your heart racing.

“That was a mistake,” you said breathlessly.

He nodded, looking just as shaken. “Yeah. A mistake.”

But it happened again.

And again.

Every time, you told yourselves it didn’t mean anything. It was just a slip, a moment of weakness.

But deep down, you knew better.

The final week of the program arrived far too quickly, bringing with it the inevitability of goodbye.

You tried to steel yourself, to remind yourself that this wasn’t real—that it couldn’t be real.

But Isagi made it hard.

He looked at you like you were the only thing that mattered, his every action a silent plea for you to stay.

On the last night, as you sat together on the couch, the weight of everything unsaid hung heavy in the air.

“I don’t want this to end,” he said quietly, breaking the silence.

You looked at him, your chest aching. “Yoichi…”

“I mean it,” he said, his voice trembling. “I don’t care about the program, or soccer, or anything else. I just want to be with you.”

Tears welled in your eyes. “You can’t mean that,” you said, shaking your head. “You love soccer. It’s your dream. I can’t compete with that, and I shouldn’t have to.”

“You’re not a competition,” he said, his voice desperate. “You’re everything. I’ll give it all up if that’s what it takes—”

“Don’t,” you interrupted, your voice breaking. “Don’t say that. You’d hate me for it. And I couldn’t live with that.”

His shoulders slumped, his expression crumbling. “So that’s it?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

You wiped at your tears, forcing yourself to stay strong. “That’s it.”

The next morning, you packed your things in silence.

Isagi didn’t try to stop you. He didn’t say goodbye.

As you walked out of the apartment for the last time, you allowed yourself one final glance back.

He was standing in the doorway, his blue eyes filled with a pain that mirrored your own.

But you turned away, knowing that some dreams were too big to share.

And some loves weren’t meant to last.

10/10 recommend listening to the one that got away acoustic version it makes this so much sadder

i hope you liked it!

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!

[love-byers]

helloooooo welcome to my account :)

here are my most popular stranger things posts, most of which are byler related, including theories and analyses. some of these were also covered on my tiktok back in the day. i've colored my favorites/the ones i think are the most important:

season 4

'not kids anymore' music coding

wild byler music editing

who makes mike feel better for being different?

the monologue is not a fucking hyperbole please shut up

the ONE time el and will butt heads...

van scene cinematography analysis

s4 epilogue cinematography analysis

Mike's self-pity parallel

Airport shenanigans

Rink o mania lighting

El does not trust mike

Mike dropping everything to fight with will

When blue meets yellow in the west is NOT reach

It's been a year, Mike. (byler s4 analysis/theory)

Harry Potter parallel

Byler being paralleled to canon couples

the whole point of Dear Billy...

Mike is a guilty liar

Mike wont stop whining about it. (byler phone theory)

Bedroom scene script analysis

Byler Romione parallel

Breaking down Mike's apology

You ruined my day!/You basically sabotaged the whole day!

Rink-o-mania detail

Mike/hopper parallel

Season 4 themes analysis

byler/rovickie parallel

Ell/Will parallel

Mike lying vs Mike telling the truth (mileven/byler parallel)

Discogate

max & lucas vs mike & el

mike was lying in the monologue

season 3

lucas the wingman

mike/hopper 'corruption' parallel

s3 finale scenes analysis

byler blocking

mlvn vs jancy cinematography

the concept of liking girls...

love triangle imagery

season 2

What was the point of it was the best thing I've ever done?

El/Will upside down parallel

why the emphasis on mike?

how to make an intimate scene

jancy/byler scenes

mike being weird at the snowball

season 1

mike lashing out at el

mike treats all his best friends the same...except will

stancy +mileven music coding

byler being built up from s1

general analyses

mike and will vs actual "unrequited" ships

DMGATE

Stancy/joyce & bob/mileven parallel

HEARTGATE

The biggest byler proof

el does not trust mike

Mike's weird language when he talks about el

Stranger Things Music Coding

every time we've heard 'I love you' in stranger things (ongoing)

El's makeovers/Elmax analysis

why i stopped shipping mileven

how mlvn could've been likable

"Will is mad at me I hope I die"

Byler if there was no heteronormativity

Use of flashbacks in stranger things (not my post but it is inspired by a discovery i made and it's incredible so give it all the love)

more will be added as i post more!

[trconlyme]

SPOILERS AND DISCUSSION

The thing that really pisses me off in RotE, Fitz's books is the fact that I completely understand why Fitz made the choices he made. And a lot of those choices were made based on his own experiences. But all other characters rebuke him, seemingly forgetting the reasons or not telling the whole truth. Examples:

- Molly told Nettles that Fitz was her father but forgot to reveal she had fled Buckkeep without telling him she was pregnant. Burrich knew or suspected she was but never told Fitz either. Molly told her the truth badly enough that Nettles thought Fitz was a deadbeat that abandoned her pregnant mother. And literally, NOBODY rebuked Molly for fleeing without ever giving Fitz the chance to be a father.

- Chade rebukes Fitz for not bringing Nettles to court and teaching her the Skill, but forgets all the trauma Fitz had to endure for being a bastard at court. And how horrible his instruction in the skill was for him

- Chade also rebukes Fitz for being addicted to elfbark, but HE was the one that presented it to him in the first place and made him addicted. He just forgot about it, never apologized, and treated Fitz addiction as an easy thing to overcome

- Ketriken keeps talking about duty and sacrifice to the people, but she forgets that the royal family has power. The sacrifice is proportional to the decision power the royals have, both in the SIX Dutchies and the Mountain Kingdom. Fitz has only been used, and abused by that Family. He never had the chance to have real power, and he did not want his daughter to face this treatment.

- Verity literally VIOLATED Fitz body, and never made him anything more than the bastard. Fitz literally sold his body for Nettles' happiness and uncomplicated life.

Fitz was hit in the head, drowned, revived by a dog, suffered seizures and weakness, was poisoned , mentally violated, driven to suicide, permanently damaged by the skillmaster, then was sent to war, made to kill forged people in several ways, then was tortured, killed, made into a mental parasite inside a wolf, brought back to a cadaver, forced to follow a skill command against his deepest desires, shot in the back and almoat died again, then he saw his family being "stolen" from him, in desperation he gave up part of this soul, his body was confiscated and used in ways he never consented to.

AND CHADE STILL HAD THE COURAGE TO DISPARAGE FITZ FOR NOT TRUSTING PEOPLE

Sure, Fitz does wallow in self pity from time to time and did make some stupid decisions in his life: he killed the coterie in rage in plain sight and did feed his memories to the stone without understanding the full effect that would have. But everything could have been avoided if Chade had just poisoned Regal when Fitz suggested it.

So yeah, if I were Fitzchivalry I would have been a lot more bitter and a lot more resentful. And I would have said waaayyy more unkind things and confronted the other characters a lot more.

" Did you enjoy your uncomplicated and happy childhood, Nettles? Good, because I sold myself to make sure you had for as long as I could. And I did not abandon your mother. She just did not see fit to tell me about you, and neither did your perfect papa Burrich. So don't come at me saying you don't NEED me. I know you don't, you never had the chance to need me, I was never given the chance to be needed by you. And I wont force you to be my daughter. I have a son who chose me as his father, and this is enough for me. "

I think Fitz should have sais something like this when Nettles told him she did not need him at the end of Fool's Fate

[kingkonoha]

(APOLOGIES IN ADVANCE THIS REQUEST IS WAY LONGER THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE??)

heyy 😍😍 so i saw requests were open after binging the five husbands series and i was like?? i must take this opportunity?!?!? sooo i was wondering if i could get like maybe a smutty oneshot for sasuke?? i hope you dont mind but this might get kinda specific, feel free to disregard my little plot drabbles and change it up however u like 😘

im thinking a modern day college au, sasuke and the reader had like something going on in highschool but it ended, they didnt talk for a couple years, (besides probably the reader getting ghosted, i can see sasuke being the biggest ghoster) but they end up going to the same college!???/2!

lets say umm reader is going to college with like a friend and that friend is super close to sasuke (maybe the friend likes him??), reader gets kinda fed up w ike jealously and his superrr distancing ways and confronts him and even tho he dont even like her, they fuck?!:?!:

(kinda thinking reader is like why wont u ttm?? and hes like what do u even want, if i fuck u will u go away?? 🥶)

THANKS SO MUCH IM SORRY ILYLOTS

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑

♡ — 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sasuke x fem!reader

♡ — 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: As college students attending the same university, Sasuke wants to focus on his studies, while you want him all to yourself. There’s only one way to get you to shut up and leave him alone, and it’s by fucking you until you can’t say a word.

♡ — 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 18+ ONLY // MINORS DNI — smut {penetration, unprotected sex, degrading nickname, bondage, muffling, oral f!receiving}, mean!sasuke, toxic themes, & jealousy.

♡ — 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.7k

♡ — 𝐚/𝐧: thank you for requesting! sasuke is so pretty, isn’t he?

“Sasuke . . . Sasuke . . . Sasuke!”

“What?” The dark-haired man frowned when he turned around to face you. “What the hell do you want?”

“I wanna talk to you,” you said breathlessly.

Trying to catch up to him once class ended proved to be a difficult task, as he was one quick walker.

Nevertheless, you managed to catch his attention, the two of you standing in the campus quad underneath the warm sun.

“I’m busy,” Sasuke started to turn away, but once you suddenly gripped his arm, his eyes were back on you.

“You’re not busy,” a frown of your own appeared across your face. “You’re avoiding me, and I wanna know why.”

“I’m avoiding you because I’m busy.”

His words were coated with utter venom, as if he wasn’t the same guy who once walked you home from school every single day when you were kids. The same guy who would bring an extra bag of his favorite chips just for you, simply because he wanted to impress you — his crush. And, once you got a little older, adorably awkward dates to the movie theater and local fast food restaurants happened almost every weekend.

God — he was so shy back then. So adorably nervous. You could see right through his calm, cool, and collected attitude that made all the other girls in school go crazy.

But Sasuke was yours, right?

You went on dates. He gave you snacks in elementary school. Surely, you had every right to tell the rest of your classmates to back right off.

Then, suddenly, he stopped speaking to you entirely. Throughout your entire time in high school, your boy had probably said about five words to you. And three of those words were “leave me alone.” Truth be told, those were probably the only words he had said. Claiming he said five words just sounded better than three.

—

It shouldn’t have come as a shock to either one of you when you both ended up at the same college. It was close to home, along with the fact that you both used to lie awake at 3 A.M. and talk about the future; going to this specific college among your lists of hopes and dreams.

Honestly, you would have left Sasuke alone.

You really would have.

But your friend and roommate, Sakura Haruno, had made Sasuke the entire center of her world. As a result, you always returned to your dorm to witness them studying together. Watching movies on her laptop together. Daring to exist in your private space without saying a word to you.

But it didn’t matter what relationship she thought she had with Sasuke. It didn't matter if Sasuke never wanted to speak to you ever again.

He was yours.

And the sight of him with someone else planted a bitter seed of jealousy right in the pit of your stomach.

—

“Sasuke,” you paused, wondering for a moment if this was truly a discussion you wanted to have. “Why did you stop talking to me all those years ago?”

“Because I didn’t want to talk to you anymore.”

You folded your arms across your chest.

“Then why the hell would you hang around my roommate in my dorm? Why can’t the two of you hang out somewhere else if you hate me so much? Are you just trying to piss me off?”

Sasuke was silent. He looked you up and down slowly.

“Go away. I don’t want to have this conversation with you.”

Once again, he tried to walk away. And, once again, you gripped his arm.

“No,” you said. “I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you.”

“What do you want from me, exactly?” Sasuke looked rather pissed, but he didn’t snatch his arm away.

“I want . . .” your words trailed off into nothingness. What did you want, exactly? Did you simply want an explanation for his odd behavior? Did you want him to let you back in his life entirely? Did you want him to stop hanging out with your roommate? To stop making you so jealous?

“I’ll fuck you.”

His words snapped you back to reality, putting you in a state of shock.

“What? What did you say?”

“I said I’ll fuck you,” he blinked. “Right now. In my dorm. But you have to leave me alone after that.”

“I-I . . .”

Before you could stammer out a proper response, Sasuke noticed your eyes glistening with pure lust and excitement, and he grabbed your wrist, dragging you across campus and toward his dorm room.

—

Strands of Sasuke’s soft black hair tickled your thighs when he lowered his head in between your legs. Despite his annoyance, despite his attitude, despite his rudeness — he kissed your pussy lips softly. A wave of heat rushed through your body.

“Sasukeee,” you whined.

He paid you no mind. Instead, he used his fingers to spread your lips open, and he glided that skillful tongue of his across your wet clit. Once you gasped, his dark eyes were on you, taking in the sight of your cute little face.

He couldn’t lie to himself. Even if he was sick of you, he had to admit it — you were fucking precious.

Although he kissed your pussy like a sweet and gentle lover, he attached his lips to your clit and sucked on it like he was a starving man.

“O-Oh my god,” Reaching down to instinctively grip those locks of his, Sasuke suddenly grabbed your wrist, holding you still as he worked on your button with great expertise.

That almost pissed you off. Just how did he get so good at this? And when?

If you could, you would have asked him, but once he started to rapidly lick at your clit with his tongue, every single coherent thought you once had instantly flooded out of your pretty little head.

“I’m gonna-” you tried to warn, but you were interrupted by an uncontrollable moan erupting from out of your throat.

It didn’t matter. He knew exactly what you were going to say, and he decided to pump two of his fingers in and out of you as he focused on licking your clit.

“Sasuke!” You squealed, your legs trembling around his head as you came.

And he didn’t pull away either. He licked up as much of your juices as he could, those dark eyes of his never glancing away from you. Not once.

Sasuke raised from in between your legs, standing at the foot of his bed. First, he took off his shirt. Then, he unbuckled his belt.

“Give me your hands,” he demanded. “I knew you’d try to grab at me. You don’t get to touch me unless I say so.”

Like the obedient person you happened to be — only for Sasuke, of course — you held out your wrists, and he fastened his belt around them.

You were practically trembling with excitement, so eager to feel him inside of you. He was wise to restrain you, as you so desperately wanted to shove him down, flip yourself on top of him, and ride that pretty man like a mad woman.

Sasuke hovered over your nude body once he removed all of his clothes, and entered you. He watched as you gasped from utter pleasure.

“You’re taking me so well,” he said. “I knew a slut like you would.”

“I-”

Once again, you were interrupted by your own moans, because Sasuke suddenly started to thrust in and out of you wildly. If it wasn’t for his hands gripping your hips, you were certain that you would have simply fallen right off of his bed. The headboard smacked against the wall. The mattress squeaked with every thrust — surely, everyone on the same dorm floor level as him would complain.

His hard dick rubbed against your squishy insides in a way that made you squirm around, your walls clamping around him and turning him into a grunting, groaning mess.

“So tight,” he mumbled, sweat glistening across his forehead. “So perfect.”

That was when he gripped your hair, pulling your head back as he attached his lips to your neck. If you wanted to be his, fine. He’d mark you, then.

Lips and tongue trailed up and down your skin until he found that sensitive spot right underneath your jaw, and he sucked at it, his thrusts never slowing.

“So, so good,” you whined. “I-I can’t . . .”

Sasuke pulled away from your neck, which was now wet with his saliva.

“Shut up,” he said. “Don’t say another word. Just lay there and take it.”

When you nodded, he cupped his hands under your knees, pushing your legs back and over his shoulders.

With this new position, you didn’t stand a chance. Any students who couldn’t hear the noisy bed could certainly hear your moans.

As Sasuke pounded into you, his balls slapping against you from his powerful thrusts, he cupped his hand over your mouth.

“You’re so loud. You’re going to get us in trouble.”

Even with his hand slapped over your mouth, it still wasn’t enough. Not at all. Your moans weren’t properly muffled until he stuck three of his fingers into your warm mouth.

You could feel Sasuke’s cock throbbing inside of you, and as his eyes fluttered closed, it was obvious that he was close. Even so, you came first, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your legs trembled once again. Feeling your cum spill all over his cock, along with your clenching walls — he didn’t stand a chance, and he came moments later.

“Shit, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” he grunted, spilling every last drop of his cum inside of you, and he didn’t pull out until he was certain that your pussy had milked him dry.

For a moment, he stayed inside of you, the both of you trying to catch your breaths.

With his fingers still inside of your mouth, he used his other hand to undo the belt wrapped around your wrists.

And when he did finally remove his fingers, he kissed you passionately before you had a chance to say a single word. His tongue swirled around yours in a way that made you moan, his hand gripping your neck simply so he could deepen the kiss properly.

When he pulled away, a string of spit falling from your connected lips, he only said two words to you.

“Get out.”

♡ — 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!

♡ — 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 & 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝!

♡ — 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭.

[bumbling-in-boogie-land]

hehe! Sorry I havn't updated this in 500 years!! i was moving! but perhaps it'll go faster now? twirls hair???

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Lamb's internal thoughts: What?? Is it saying Shamura send Aym and Baal to...

That's right

flash back!! Shamura looking ashamed, about to fight the Lamb, mentions: I didn't want him.. to be ALONE..

Lamb holding their crown sword: I..I didn't understand in the moment..

Back to current, the Lamb has a sad look in their eyes, knowing the truth now: Oh Nari..

Nariander and the Fox are arguing back and fourth, when the Lamb suddenly commands for them to stop with tears in their eyes

Lamb: You were right, okay?? This was a bad idea, I should have left. The Fox can't help me..

You said so yourself! It lies!

Nariander comes to and settles down: Ah', my apologies. I almost lost myself..

Lamb embraces Nariander to his surprise, but reciprocates

Lamb: The only power is what we give it, Nari..

Nariander: I know.. I wont sacrifice anymore of my time to it

Lamb says good and Nariander separates to leave: Lets go

Lamb looking lovingly at Nari "Right behind you!" but takes a glare at the Fox and gives one last FUCK YOU for it's actions, the Lamb even though knowing the truth, equally blames the Fox and think's it's the ultimate evil for damning children

Nariander yells back: LAMB!!

lamb: coming!! (the crown morphs into a huge middle finger and lingers in the Fox's face)

just wanted a silly ending to the fox segment, I do wanna make more of this and eventually perhaps.. twirls hair.. we'll get our hybrid

RECAPS/EXPLANATION OF THE STORY THUS FAR!

so basically the Lamb was hoping the Fox would be able to help them save the lamb species with magic or something, and Nariander comes over and is like, the Fox is a jerk it'll make you think it can help you and wont, tells a story of someone of another lamb begging Nariander to undo their siblings death, essentially turning him on to the idea bringing someone back from death and creating life in general. Lamb doesn't pick this up and is like oh okay don't trust the fox because he's mean ig. Nai suggests the lamb just MAKE a lamb the old fashion way and just accept it wont be a full one, there's no one to say you can't or ummm send you the hell or something because you have babies when you're supposed to bring death, not life, Lamb says HUH WHAT?? WHAT'D YOU JUST SAY? saying Nariander was sent to his prison because he had kids, Nariander doesn't wanna talk about it so he messes with the Lamb and they sorta kinda start something going and they're interrupted by the Fox and the Fox is like STOP!!!!!!! I'll send your new babies to the after life again if you test me bitch! It was Shamuras idea btw lol, and Nariander doens't know it was his sibling that separated Aym and Baal from their mother and only blames the Fox for them being trapped with him. The Lamb knows better and courses Nariander to stop arguing with the Fox, but doesn't tell Nari that they know it realy WAS Shamura's doing, or they had something to do with it..

[theegemini92]

Rhysand was not SAed!!!

I said what I said it’s the truth and wont apologize. it could be argued that in patriarchy a common trauma complaint EVEN IF ITS CONSENSUAL is the EMASCULATION of it all. If amarantha didn’t insult him or punish him outside of the bedroom would he have called it sexual assault? There are so many holes in his story people love him too much to see through his BS. First amarantha didn’t know he has Illyrian wings all of a sudden she does. She’s don’t even remember Rhys all of a sudden she does like this fucker spreads all sorts of half truths… the only time he was punished was when he didn’t do something amarantha wanted like kill other fae and what not. Let’s stop acting like him having sex with her was the issue.

He’s such a fucking sexual deviant he offered his body thinking he will dominate amarantha and he FUCKED AROUND AND FOUND OUT ! 🤣🤣 if anything he had that intention. No hl who respects his penis wanted to put it inside amarantha.

He groomed Tamlin. Tamlin was born during the war like Eris. Teaching him how to have sex with females and all that is grooming let’s stop acting like cus he is male it’s not.

It’s these types of comments that I can’t stand. So I will forever keep this and often remind these rapesandro girlies that I ain’t backing down. Motherfuvker wants to assault people and cry wolf himself then it’s an even field

[bulbabutt]

if i can be corny for a second i wanna talk about the greatest strengths of the 2003 tmnt series and why it speaks to me (esp as a queer person)

so i might have alluded to this before, but let me say it outright: each show is definitely a product of its time, and the ideals of whatever generation its from. whether talking about the humour, the story, the dialogue etc, its always important to remember that these shows will always come off in a way due to the generation theyre from. and thats not a bad thing! it just means its important to think about them from that perspective.

2003 is a show of my generation growing up, and a thing about that era that maybe some people younger than me wont understand is there is so much more language commonly available to describe yourself now than there was then. you can take this in any context; mental health, sexuality, gender identity, or even just the ability to describe your relationships with more (idk if this will be the right word) therapist language.

in 03 we have a family unit of splinter and his sons, each with their own strengths and weaknesses. we have a splinter who hasnt opened up to his sons about the trauma hes experienced, but not in a way of shutting them out, simply because it isnt their responsibility to know as they are teenagers. he tells them of the mutagen that created them, but not of his past with his master yoshi, who he calls father when by himself, but never around his sons which is just an interesting concept to think about.

(i do not intent this next sentence as ragging on the two shows after this when i say it, simply from a character standpoint) this is the splinter who completely doesnt make his problems his sons problems, but he also is very willing to tell them the truth when he knows they're ready. this is is the most idyllic version of splitner out of all of them, even when comparing to his mirage counterpart (who hes the most based on) due to that splinter raising them to be ninja specifically to make them fight shredder. this one is just their father who loves them and wants to keep them safe the best way he can, and he was never a human in the first place to even know how to be that. so this whole family dynamic starts with him, and the way he raised his sons reflects his parenting.

so, the setting and year this show is made is 2003. something very relatable here is how there isnt a lot of language for the personality quirks of the turtles. there's so much evidence here for mikey having adhd, his brothers will say things like "why doesnt mikey have to help?" and the answer is "well, he'd be bored. and whats worse, mikey not helping or mikey being bored?" its this beautiful moment of, "hey, we know its not fair, but thats how mikey is, and its better for everyone if we just respect that thats how he is" mikey cant keep his hands off stuff, they know this they dont yell at him for behaving that way, they just stop him. this coding feels the most specific, but like i said. its 2003. we dont have the words to describe what this is yet, and if we do its not common knowledge.

another example is in the classic episode where raphael meets casey jones. raphael is sparring with mikey, and he lashes out and nearly kills mikey. everyone reacts to this by getting him to stop, and no one is more upset than raphael himself. they all tell him to go get some air, which he does. theres no moment of any of them screaming at him for losing his temper, its very clear that they all know he's going to do that himself. and he does go get some air. they all know thats what he needs. he goes and meets casey jones, another hot head, and raph has to help coach this hot head on his anger. when he comes back at the end of the episode after having let out that aggression, he apologizes and no one is upset with him. there's a very clear understanding among his family that he cannot help it, but the best thing they can do is give him his space when he needs it. watching this from a 2023 perspective (20 years later) im sure we could analyze this as a few things going on with raph, my mind comes to autism but at the end of the day it doesnt matter why he behaves like this, the point is that he does and the best thing his family does is just...help him. which they do. and they never hold it against him.

when leo is going through his ptsd arc hes at his closest to raph as a character, the show draws a lot of parallels (like having him go let out some aggression with casey) and we get to see the dynamic in reverse. in "i, monster" (the rat king episode) leo is losing it, taking on rat king alone and not wanting to let up. raphael is actively holding his brothers back when they say "we shouldnt leave him to fight alone", raphael says "if leo gets in trouble i'm the first one in there, but right now it looks like leo's got more than one monster to work out of his system" raph doesn't exactly know what leos going through, but he recognizes it. he knows he needs to fight alone, so raph lets him. its only when the building collapses and leo is no longer in a safe position that he says "leo lets go", which leo wordlessly agrees with and actually listens.

this is what i think is the best part of these guys, the unconditional understanding they have for the way they are. we still have our "raphs a big hot head" "mikeys annoying" jokes, but they feel like genuine good natured sibling ribbing because they know each other on that level.

and to go back to the fact that this show is set in 2003, there's something so specific about the way mikey constantly makes references to liking women's clothing, to being fine with feminine language, and to being open about being the pretty turtle who "has that effect on minds of men" speaks to me as a queer person. this could easily be intended as homophobic jokes and probably is, because again.... its the mid 2000s, thats very much what media was like, thats what the jokes were. especially with the girly screams mikey does being one of the first jokes of this nature.

but theres something that happens in season 4, where an alien is attacking mikey, and donnie rushes in and says "hey, thats my sibling" that sticks out. and it happens again in fast forward. when talking to the dark turtles leo says "you and your brothers" "me and my siblings"

because of the way this family unit just understands each other without ever having a conversation about things, it feels like its not a joke. theres some kind of affirmation happening here. even if it seems like i could be reading into it too much, its specific! and it keeps happening!

and by the end of the show, when mikey says he wants to be maid of honour, even if that line in the media itself was intended to be a joke, no one in their family treats it like one. of course mikey is the maid of honour, he asked to be one! the only real offence taken is when april says bride's maid, to which he is offended because hes so much more important than that!

so from a story standpoint, this show doesnt have the intricate complexities and butting heads of latter iterations, there isnt much relationship growth to be had (in fact once we get to around season 5 the flanderization of the characters kind of begins and it loses some of the more complexities) but thats because its just not the focus of the story! the story is more about what they go through together, and thats fine! thats what our shows kind of were at the time. not saying there isnt any relationship growth, but its very much not the focus because these turtles? they already understand each other in a healthy way.

so to me, these guys are kind of the most wholesome family unit

[theresthesnitch]

okay wont be very original. And maybe this is not even something you interact with much? But I just adore your style, and I'd love your take on this.

Remus raises Harry. Is he more level headed? do the 1st and 2nd books go on as they do? Do they catch the rat earlier? Remus's guilt. And wolfstar? what are your thoughts?

No, I love Remus raises Harry! This is great.

Truthfully, Remus is a reluctant parent. He never really quite believed he should have a kid. I mean, he's a monster, right? And no kid should have a monster for a parent.

The early days were, in particular, hard. Harry clung to Remus as the last person left that he really recognized. For days, Remus did nothing that didn't have a toddler attached to him. And, if you've never had a toddler cling to you while you showered, you don't understand how slippery they are. Which is *very*. There was so many times where the two of them just cried and screamed together, because sometimes grief leaves you with no other choice.

Remus was, however, immediately surrounded by a whole village to help him. He had to, and he gave up some of his privacy to make sure Harry had that. The Weasleys, the Longbottoms (because yes, we're saving them), Minerva and Poppy. Remus ran into Ted Tonks one day who brought him and Harry home like a lost puppy.

The first full moon was the hardest, of course. Not just because it was the first he had changed alone since he was fifteen, but also because grief translates to the wolf as well, and Remus carried both his grief and Harry's, who he had to peel off of himself, screaming, to hand to a waiting Alice. It took him an extra day to recover because of the way his body broke, but he allowed Harry into his bed the next morning to press soft, sticky kisses to his cheeks.

Remus kicked himself for not finding Wormtail sooner. The truth was that he didn't spend much time at the Weasley's house himself. He'd drop Harry and run because far too much of their life reminded him of Fab and Gid, who were dear friends before they died. But, at nust over a year, he agreed to go for the holidays. One of the Weasley boys kept complaining that his pet rat was acting really odd, and Remus offered to take a look, since he would freelance doing magical and magical adjacent creature care.

Peter was brought to him in a box, scratching at the sides like his life depended on it. Remus took one look inside and sealed it so tightly that Peter was in real danger of suffocating before the Aurors showed up. Sirius was freed by the new year.

It took some time for Sirius to adjust. 2.5 year old Harry didn't remember him at all, and his screaming dementor nightmares didn't help the matter. Harry slept in Remus’s room, silenced, and Sirius slept... well, most often either on the couch or curled up in front of Remus’s door. It took two weeks and several times tripping over him before early morning Remus remembered to look down before he stepped out.

The first moon with Sirius back was a challenge. Harry wouldn't go to him, so he still had to go stay with Alice and Frank. Remus had been locking himself in the basement, but Sirius couldn't step foot in it without feeling a dementor chill. Remus was unwilling to go out running again, not without massive Prongs to keep him from wandering into Muggle campsites. Padfoot curled up at the door to the cellar. For months, Padfoot whined st the door while Moony howled below.

It was slow progress.

They didn't try to make their relationship work. Both of them wanted it, but they couldn't forgive themselves for the mistakes they made. It wasn't until a few years later, when Harry would accept a bedtime story from either of his uncles, that Remus and Sirius found themselves joking about how much Harry was like Lily and James. Then they cried about it. Then they were snogging, and they didn't stop until they were both sweaty and apologing for taking so long.

It was still hard, but they made it work. And they were happy

[flightfoot]

Yeah, I am sorry, but Adrien just becoming kinda angry and then accepting Ladybug's 'apology' would be the complete character destruction of Adrien. I mean, his character has been treated pretty badly throughout the whole show but this is a whole new mess now. Normally, Adrien should go crazy at this point, but ofc the narrative wont allow that to happen.

Everyone around him has been lying to him about everything; His father has been lying to him. The person he sees as his hero and partner (Ladybuy, but who is also Marinette, so Adrien is being lied to by his partner and love interest at the same time and he doesnt even know it). His other close friend aka Kagami and kinda his cousin (Felix) have been keeping secrets from him and outright lying to him now (in Kagami's case for LB's sake). Nathalie is lying, and even Plagg has to lie. Adrien really has no one to actually rely on or trust. His entire agency is being ignored in favor of 'being protected'. It's just crazy how much Marinette/LB actually parallels Gabriel. Adrien has no say in anything, has no one to trust, has no agency, has no control, he is completely disregarded. And realistically in the narrative, this sh.t should have serious consequences and a character change moment for Adrien's development and reaction.

I do wonder how Plagg's gonna be handled here, we haven't actually seen him go back to Adrien yet. Marinette certainly didn't order him to not tell Adrien the truth, though I'm also not sure that he could outright say that Gabriel is Monarch, since Gabriel was, however briefly, his Holder. Plagg might squeak by with that excuse.

This would be a good time for Adrien to become closer with Nino I think. Nino's terrible at lying and keeping secrets, but that's exactly what Adrien needs right now.

I don't think that Adrien becoming angry but accepting Ladybug's apology would completely destroy his character, it'd be pretty consistent with it. I DO think that in order to be satisfying, we'd need to see Ladybug be tempted to fall into her old ways, her old patterns, of hiding things from him and lying to him, either to "protect" him or because she wants to control his reaction to something. And instead being truthful and letting him react in whatever way he does, knowing it's his right.

[romaevelizz]

Crush Culture˖ ࣪⊹

II. Spill my guts

sum: tsukishima finding himself thinking a bit more of the nekoma manager, maybe looking a bit more into her wont be to bad..

Warnings: Tsukishima being a Cutsie little stalker, cursing, teasing, not really proffered! Mention of past relationship.

(III.)

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He hated it he hated this feeling, it didn’t help how his teammates would talk about ‘Nekomas pretty manger’ it irritated him how Tanaka and Noya practically drooled over her when they brought her up. What made it worse is when yamaguchi let it slip that he had ran into her in the hallway. The two second years going crazy that he had gotten that close to her.

“Common you don’t even know her name!” Noya groaned.

“Why would I even ask she ran into me.” He said.

Tanaka punched him in the arm “you didn’t even say sorry just walked away, how could you she’s gorgeous.” He complained.

Tsukishimas rubbed his arm rolling his eyes, oh he apologized. Not that he wanted to, remembering the moment making him frown. “Ask Kiyoko, they hugged after the game.” Kageyama spoke up.

The three snapping their heads towards the first year. “You’re so smart!” Noya and Tanaka cried pushing off of Tsukishima.

He found it sad how desperate they were to find out her name, why did they even need it? He thought she’s not even around her it’s not like they’d go out with her. To them she was just a pretty face and that pissed tsukishima off, at lest have the decency to ask her name in person. What made this more dreadful is the he wanted to know her name to, to be truthful he’d looked up their roster and coaching staff but didn’t find a name that would fit her. God maybe he was worse than them for doing that.

“SHE HAS AN INSTAGRAM!” Tanaka yelled.

Tsukishima groaned standing up, walking by his two upper class men he glanced at the phone they looked at scrolling through her feed.

It wasn’t stalking if her account is public right? Tsukishima opening up his phone as he began to walk home only for him to close it and shove the phone back in his pocket. He groaned closing his eyes, “Everything alright Tsukii?” The sound of his best friends voice was heard from beside him.

Tsukishimas eyes met his, “I’m fine.”

Lie. And yamaguchi could tell, “don’t bs me what’s up. I get if you don’t wanna tell me but I’m here to listen.” He shrugged.

He wanted to tell him, he wanted that Nekomas manager had an attitude, how he haters her bratty tone pissed him off. How she was stuck in his head how she barely touched him but her body spray lingerd on him after, how she smelled of coco butter and vanilla. How stupid he felt. How she pulled an apology out of him and it wasn’t even a real one! God she pissed him off. Especially how nervous he got.

He wanted to throw up.

“Tsukii?”

“Why are they so obsessed with her?”

“Nekomas manager?”

“Yeah”

Yamaguchi paused for a moment “It’s Tanaka and Nishinoya, it’s just the way they are. Plus she is pretty.”

“Is that really all? Over them being a bit girl crazy.” Yamaguchi spoke rubbing the back of his neck.

No. Was he jealous! No that’s stupid. “Just don’t get it I guess, I mean don’t you get tired if it? Them always asking you if you have a girlfriend? If you have a crush.” Tsukishima asked.

“Not really, it’s never bothered me. I mean I do like girls but it’s not my whole personality nor do they like me back at times. Just keep to myself.” Yamaguchi spoke thinking about as he talked.

Tsukishima always disliked the concept of crushes, how one shared feelings for another but can’t tell them. The feeling of falling in love yet waiting just to perhaps be rejected? The obsession that came with it always wanting to talk to said person or being with them. How you can ever get them out of your mind. It was lame, it made him feel sick.

“You like someone don’t you.”

Tsukishimas head Turing to look at his friend. “No, I’m not interested in all of that.” He spoke. Truthfully he wasn’t, he no intention of getting a girlfriend or even talking to someone romantically.

Maybe it was the comfort of his bed, how he laid on his back as he opened Instagram again. Typing in the name tag, pressing on the first profile. Yeah she was known that for sure. Scrolling through her feed, learning she’s social, loves her family, and all around loves taking photos of herself, but how could she not she’s pretty. Her face was made for the lens of a camera.

“Really like putting yourself out there huh..?” He spoke to himself, the moment he said that his finger slipped a pink heart popping up on the screen.

“No.”

“Oh shit!” He sat up quickly. It was a photo of her on the beach sitting up on her knees her hands up blocking the sun from her face. He liked a fucking Bikini post from 6 months ago.

“Are you fucking kidding me!” He groaned. What if he unliked it? She still see it. No that was stupid.

The sound of his door opening made if head turn. “Everything alright Kei!” His mother asked.

“Yeah. Im great just people,” he spoke taking a deep breath before talking to him mom again “I’m alright sorry for worrying you.” He spoke. She nodded closing the door.

“No fucking way!”

“What a little stalker.” She spoke softly her toothbrush hanging out of her mouth.

“Who’s a stalker?”

“Nobody. Some kid I met a little over a week ago.” Yn spoke to her older brother.

He groaned pushing off the doorway. She laughed lightly pressing on his profile. Not a very out there guy hmm.. he had a few post. Her thumb lingered over the follow button, “fuck it.” Pressing it setting her phone down.

The little buzz of her phone making her smirk, peeking at her phone ‘keitsukiishima_07’ followed you back.

She picked up her phone a giddy grin on her face, opening the messages. Oh she was about to give this kid so much shit.

She couldn’t help but laugh, lord he was dry tho.

Tsukishima on the other hand threw his phone on his bed the blonde now standing up, “so stupid.”

Yet when he found himself back in his bed he opened the chat once more, only to close it. No. He’s going to bed. Forgetting about what just happened and going to sleep. If only it was that easy, tossing and turning but he couldn’t sleep, he’d being lying if he wasn’t waiting for another text.

Didn’t matter what it was. But he’d be damned if he text her.

She wasn’t much different, but she waited till the next day.

“Kuroo are we inviting Karasuno to the summer camp?” She asked standing infront of his desk.

He looked up at her his face scrunching “I think.”

“Why-“

“Thank you!” She spoke leaving his classroom.

Maybe she didn’t have to wait as long as she thought to see him. Her summer break go free labored babysitting wouldn’t be to bad. She’d have a first year to pick on.

It was wierd how she found herself back looking at those three post, one of him reading a book somthing his friends probably took, the two other of him on a hike. A taller women, blonde, standing next to him, his mom she guessed how he held her just as close as she did him a half smile on his face. One most would think is fake and forced but it was genuine Tsukishima Kei was a mamas boy.

Her eyes scanned the phone as she continued to look, a notification popping up.

‘Tetsu(hater)😒’

‘Your ex is gonna be at the camp wanted to give you heads up!’

Her once smile dropping. Gross. Common, I mean sure he’s part of a team that’s friends but common. She was thankful for the heads up but she felt sick. He was gonna be there at that camp for 2 almost 3 weeks. God damn it. She could feel tears weld up in her eyes, she hated it. They’ve been apart for over 5 months. And now she had to see his stupid fucking face. It made her sick.

Felt as if she would spill her guts.

[leeneir]

hiii ^_^!!! I hope ur having a wonderful day. Rlly love ur iso hcs (i’m srry i’m saying it again but their so good 😭.)

I was wondering could you do a pt.2 of the relationship hcs? Like how Iso would act once the relationship has rlly set in and he’s completely comfortable with us?

thank you!

Ahhh!!! I'm so happy you love ny hcs!!!😭😭🫶🫶 PLEASE DONT APOLOGIZE IM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL THAT PPL LIKE MY STUFF LOL

I hope that this is to your liking!!<33

Relationship 2.0; Iso x GN!Reader

Im ngl yall, I'm the thpe of person to write a 100k slowburn romance buildup but when it comes to actually writing the relationship itself... mind is wont to blank...

Your relationship is hidden from the others. Even with the no frat rule being tsken out of procotol policy, Iso is keen about keeping your relationship private. The only one that knows are Sage and whoever you're close/best friends with.

Don't get me wrong, he's not ashamed of you or your relationship or anything like that. Behind closed doors, Iso is the best boyfriend you could ever ask for. I mentioned it in the last post, but he's really just a big softie.

Iso turns in for the night at a designated time without fail, but you know that he doesn't actually sleep. You'll make up some excuse to the others to check up on him in his room.

Some nights, he'll let you in and you both talk about your day and it's relatively peaceful, some nights, he wont even let you knock, using his sixth sense to sense if your near his door and instantly pull you in without a word, holding you close to him and burying his face in your neck. That's his way of saying that he missed you very much💜

Very cuddly, he likes having the reassurance that you're alive and breathing by keeping you close to him.

He calls you by your name, and he'll ask you to do the same. Sure, he likes his new name "Iso", but Zhao Yu much rather preferred the intimate connection to you have when you call each other by gov names which was something he didn't get often. Names are a not so fun thing for him. (He's a lil traumatized, but that's for another post🤭)

When it gets cold, Iso also runs cold. If you run warm, you can put your hands on his face and he'll lean into the touch or you can grab his hands and just hold them. It's enough for him. If you run cold, it's the only time he's fine with PDA, aka snuggling on the couch.... joined by the other agents.

When it comes to jealousy, ik I mentioned it in the other post too, but he has another reaction. If Iso see's you with another agent that's flirting with you, he'll come up and offer you to listen to music with him. As you listen and are distracted, he stares at the other agent with his 'assassin' glare per se.

One day at a sleep over with the other agents, you guys play a classic game of truth or dare. It's your turn, you say truth. Jett goes in for the classic "Do you have a crush on anyone here?" And you deny it. You can feel someone staring at you, and once the others are distracted, you turn to Iso who has subtle smirk on his face, nodding his head back to signal that he wants you guys to leave. You playfully roll your eyes.