#i have not yet finished the series but i shall cuz it was so good

[haniebnie]

// i'm not calling you a ghost

// just stop haunting me

[levi-my-beloved]

Birds of a Feather

Chapter 5

Pairings: Canon!Levi x F!Reader

Content Warnings: Violence, open wound (minor), smut, oral (m and f receiving), thigh riding, fingering, unprotected sex, masturbation (m), virgin!Levi, virgin!reader, mutual virginity loss, tooth rotting fluff, gets a little angtsy towards the end.

Word Count: 13.2K

Summary: You were the most notorious criminal in The Underground City. With your organisation of highly skilled professionals, only one man could take you down. He also happened to be Humanity’s Strongest... and your ex.

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A/N: oh my god picking out those words and selecting them individually to bolden them cuz tumblr doesn’t know how to copy and paste correctly was TEDIOUS. it gives the effect i wanted but jfc tumblr learn how to copy and paste bold and italics jeez. this was definitely the most fun chapter, as you shall see. this was supposed to contain more than just smut but i got super carried away and it would have been like, 22K if i paired it with the next one, so the next chapter will take a little longer, but i’ll make a post about that separately after this one. hope you all enjoy!

18+ MINORS DNI

𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔

“Levi?! You fucking idiot, you could have died!” it was the last thing you’d expected to come back to after a few days away. After spending some time with the strange man who took you in three years ago, Viper, he called himself, you were excited to come back to the small house you had with your best, and possibly only, friend outside The Nest.

What you weren’t expecting was to find him, propped up against the small wooden table in the centre of the room, shirtless, slowly bleeding out through his shoulder. You didn’t know where the other two were, and in fact, that was your first question.

“Where the hell are Isobel and Farlan, and why the fuck haven’t they sorted you out?” you stormed across the room, setting your bag down on one of the kitchen chairs before assessing his injury.

“First of all… I didn’t die. Second of all… shit… they’re out buying ODM parts after Isa’s shitty landing the other day, and th-fuck-thirdly, this only happened today. They’d just left when I got back,” Levi grit his teeth as you gently prodded the wound. Shit this fucking hurt. It was a stab wound from a shitty bartender in a shitty part of town who decided he didn’t like Levi’s shitty attitude. Honestly, looking back…

He couldn’t blame him.

You sighed, running a hand through your hair.

“You’re a fucking idiot,”

“You’ve said that already,”

“This isn’t funny, Levi,” you huffed, turning to rifle through the bag you’d haphazardly dumped on the chair. You’d never been so thankful for Viper’s weird yet wonderful survival lessons. Over the last three days, he’d taught you basic medical training. You had no idea how the fuck he knew how to apply a tourniquet or sew wounds, but you never questioned the man. He reminded you of your father in some ways.

Just a little more violent.

“Stay still, it needs to be cleaned,” you brought out a small bottle of whiskey, a gift from one of Viper’s associates. His “Shadows”, or something.

Levi narrowed his eyes as you began taking out various pieces of equipment, and couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows at the expensive looking bottle.

“Where the fuck did you get these things, (Y/N)?” he breathed, glancing between the medical supplies and your face. Levi hated how he didn’t know what you did. He didn’t know where you went for days, and it worried him when you didn’t return when you said you would. He was always worried about you. Instantly missing the warmth of your smile as soon as you left.

“That’s not important right now. I need you to hold still, this is going to hurt,” his face heated slightly as you searched him, that apologetic guilt in your expression made him want to hold you and tell you everything was okay.

But he wouldn’t.

Because you two were friends.

And had been for years.

Despite his budding feelings, he would never cross that line with you.

Unless you wanted to, of course…

“It’s fine. Do what you gotta do,” he responded flatly, choosing instead to find the wooden skirting board incredibly interesting to look at. Much more interesting than your face.

He couldn’t stop the pained hiss that escaped his mouth as the piercing sting of alcohol in a fresh wound clouded his mind for a moment, fist clenching as his eyes screwed shut.

“I’msorryI’msorryI’msorry,” you muttered under your breath, hating every second of pain you were putting him through. But you had to clean the wound, and you had nothing else to use. You silently thanked the man called Wolf for the burning liquor, not expecting to use it in quite a way. Screwing the lid back on the amber bottle, you set it to one side, gently dabbing the torn flesh with a cotton bud.

“Levi, this is going to need stitches. Shit, what were you stabbed with, a fucking sword?” This was one of the things he loved most about you. No matter how dire or stressful the situation, you could always crack a joke, even whilst keeping a straight face.

“Kitchen knife. Pretty standard for the tavern–”

“THAT MOTHERFUCKER AGAIN?” yeah, this wasn’t the first time Levi had been met with problems from that place.

“Yeah, him. Got me good this time,” Levi almost laughed at your look of subdued rage. He knew how much you hated that owner. But that amusement was quelled when your rage was replaced with something he couldn’t quite decipher.

He let the silence drag on as you retrieved a small needle and thread, not even questioning where you learnt how to do this.

“Sorry, this will hurt again, but not as much,” you warned him, your tone having dropped several notches to something almost melancholic. Angling the needle next to the tender flesh, you waited for his nod until you continued, trying to concentrate throughout the whirling guilt.

He’d gotten himself hurt. Again.

And you weren’t there for him.

Again.

“I’m sorry, Levi,” you whispered, pulling the thread through the wound, slowly closing the gaping tear.

“‘S’fine, I didn’t even feel it,”

“N-no, not that. I’m sorry I wasn’t here. Again,” this was the thing he hated most about you. You had a habit of blaming yourself for things you couldn’t control. You always felt like you had to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, and you always felt like you had to do it alone. It always took Levi some time and a long, long conversation to convince you that you weren’t alone.

“(Y/N), stop,” you immediately pulled back, scared you may have hurt him.

“Sorry! I didn’t realise it was hurting, i’ll try–”

“No. Stop,” he took both your hands in his own, making you raise your eyes to him. “You know thinking like that is pointless because I always manage to get it through your thick skull that I am in fact, not your responsibility, okay? It’s my job to get stabbed, to get shot and have random glass bottles thrown at me. It’s what happens when you steal a bunch of shit and sell it on. So quit thinking like you have to look after me. It should be the other way around,”

“Why? Because you’re a man?” your small, mischievous grin told him he managed to get his message across.

“No, brat. Not because I’m a man,” he stopped that sentence there, for he feared if he’d continued, he wouldn’t have been able to stop himself from confessing how hard he’d fallen for you over the last eight years.

You took his continued silence as a sign that the conversation was over. He had slightly lessened the guilt constricting your heart as you returned to stitching up the gash. It would definitely leave a scar, since you weren’t exactly adept at using a needle and thread yet, but at least he wouldn't bleed out now.

Finishing the final stitch, you cut the thread with a small pocket knife, tossing the blade on the table whilst you reached for the small roll of bandages. You think Viper would be proud of your work.

“This is about as sterile as we’ll find down here,” you comment absentmindedly, stretching out the bandage and applying it over his shoulder and across chest to secure it. You tried to ignore the subtle blush dusting your cheeks as his hard muscle flexed beneath your touch. You tried to ignore the almost mouth watering sight of his shirtless body when you first entered the room. Fuck, you’d tried to ignore the butterflies in your stomach when he took your hands. Tried to ignore how honest he looked.

You tried to ignore how much you’d fallen in love with him.

But Levi was nothing if not observant. He saw the gentle rose petals blooming across your face, smirking slightly to himself at your reaction. Maybe…

Just maybe…

You two could cross that line.

He found himself missing your presence so close to him when you pulled back to admire your work.

“There. All done. Don’t move it too much because if you pull those stitches, I will hold a knife to your throat and you will apologise,” Levi rolled his eyes at your empty threats, internally chuckling at how over dramatic you could be sometimes. “Oh, and rub this salve into it if it starts to hurt. It’s a herbal recipe, supposed to help numb pain,” you left the small tin tub on the table whilst you continued to repack your bag of the supplies Viper had gifted you.

Levi’s eyes followed your movements as you effortlessly reached for the second roll of untouched bandages on the table. It was such a simple movement, but the way your loose shirt untucked from your leather pants, showing just a teasing amount of skin, had him readjusting how he was sitting. Shit you were beautiful. Since you’d both been managing to gain somewhat of an income, you’d been able to afford more food. He marvelled in the way you’d filled out a bit, your own lithe frame rippling with muscle. Granted, you were still dangerously skinny, but that was to be expected down here.

Packing away the final set of stitches, you collapsed onto a chair, once again running a hand through your hair before cringing at the repeated action. You really needed to stop doing that, or your hair would go greasy.

Looking at the small fireplace kettle, you returned your gaze to Levi, who you noticed was still shirtless, and didn’t seem to have any interest in covering up anytime soon. You felt your face heat up for a second, before distracting yourself with something else.

“Tea? I feel like you could do with one,” you grinned playfully, already knowing he would say yes and rising from your seat.

Until you were forcefully shoved back down.

“I’ll get it. You’ve done more than enough,” Levi felt bad expecting you to make him tea as well, but you just didn’t know when to quit. Removing his hand from your shoulder, you stood up, now close enough to either kill him;

Or kiss him.

“Not happening. You almost bled out a few moments ago. I’m not letting you do anything, shortstuff,” you raised an eyebrow, as if daring him to challenge you. Which of course, he did. But not without smirking at the ironic nickname.

“I damaged my shoulder, brat. I’m not crippled. I can make tea for fuck sakes,” there was never really any malice when the two of you argued like this. It was a more playful back and forth.

It was only when the breath of your laugh reached his face did he realise how close you were and the two of you fell into a strangely comfortable silence, subconsciously admiring one another. Only, his view of your face was slightly obstructed.

Levi hesitantly brushed a strand of hair back behind your ear, his hand hovering by the side of your neck. You could see nothing but admiration in his steely, maelstrom hues. Admiration, and something else you were sure you were reciprocating in your own gaze.

It was only then it occured to you.

And you didn’t know how’d you’d been so stupid to miss it.

Levi loved you.

Just as much as you loved him.

“I was worried about you today,” Levi murmured, prying apart the silence as his hand now rested comfortably on the side of your neck. He hadn’t missed what he’d seen in your eyes. A glassy reflection of his own feelings.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to come back late. I just got caught up in some things,” your whisper carried so much tension he was tempted to grab the knife from the table and attempt to slice the air.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he opted to rest his other hand on your waist, gently pulling you closer to his body.

“Will you ever tell me where you disappear off to?” The question held no weight. He knew that if you wanted to tell him, you would. He also knew that you needed your privacy sometimes, and this was just one of those things you didn’t talk about. He just hated how his mind would race when you didn’t come back.

Your heart was almost beating out of your chest, pulse quickening to something you didn’t think possible as the hand on your waist caused goosebumps to prickle your skin. You learnt into his touch as his palm came up to cup your face, thumb tracing the apple of your cheek.

“One day, maybe,” you replied, your hand mimicking his own as you reached up slightly to smooth over his eyebrow, he in return mirrored your response, leaning into your touch. You stayed like this for what felt like years, until he spoke up again with a question that let loose all the caged butterflies in your stomach.

“(Y/N)... can I kiss you?”

Your lips parted as you let out a breath, unable to contain your smile of pure adoration as you nodded a little shyly.

“Yes,” Levi wasted no time. As soon as you managed to form a response, his lips were on yours. You gasped slightly against his mouth, arms moving on their own to wrap around the back of his neck and hold him close.

The hand on your waist extended to embrace your lower back as your lips moulded against one another.

Fuck, he’d dreamt of this moment for so long. And it was so much better than he ever imagined. Levi elicited a breathy moan as you ran your tongue along his bottom lip, silently asking for permission to explore his mouth. Something he was all too eager to accept, eyes rolling as he felt your slick muscle brush against his.

Your hands travelled to thread through his hair as you subtly pushed him back to the chair he’d stood from. He seemed to get the hint, bringing you down with him as he sat, pulling you to straddle his lap.

You drew circles with your nails in his undercut, once again drawing another delightful, gravelly groan from his throat, lips still hungrily devouring his.

It was only until you felt his hardening manhood grind against your slickening folds did a thought occur to you, and you had no choice but to pull back.

“Shit, what about Isobel and Farlan?” it wasn’t a question he put much thought into answering, especially when you were scratching his undercut like that.

“Won’t be back for a few hours,” he mumbled, before reclaiming your mouth in an ever deepening kiss. You whimpered softly as he began to roam your body with his hands, grasping at your waist as you started to rock gently against his tented crotch, relishing the noises he made.

“Ah– (Y/N), sh-shit,” you peppered featherlight kisses along his jawline, stopping briefly to suck his earlobe into your mouth, his soft gasp only fueling your arousal.

His pants grew to whines as you moved down his neck, suckling and biting where you saw fit, leaving purple blemishes across his soft skin. His lengthy moan set your skin ablaze when you found his pulse point, licking a stripe up his neck before sucking on the sensitive spot.

By now, Levi was painfully hard. Wanting nothing more than to free his aching cock from it’s cloth prison. But you were the one in charge here, and he was more than happy to continue at your pace.

As long as you didn’t take too long.

He started thumbing the buttons on your shirt free, dragging it off your shoulders as you continued to leave marks along his collarbones. The clothing was quickly discarded, along with the bralet one of Viper’s escorts gifted you. Levi didn’t have time to admire your breasts within the delicate lace before it was thrown to the floor along with your shirt.

Pride swelled in Levi’s chest as you mewled against his skin, his hands gently kneading your now exposed mounds. He loved how your nipples instantly pebbled beneath his touch, rolling the sensitive nub between his thumb and forefinger, smirking at your hisses.

“Fuck, Levi– shit that feels good,” your praise only made him harder as you sat up, wanting to feel his mouth against yours again. But Levi had other plans.

As soon as you raised your head from the crook of his neck, Levi ducked down and sucked one of your nipples into his mouth. You cried out, back arching into his touch, hips bucking involuntarily. Levi groaned against your breast, the vibrations only adding to the sensation.

Your hands once again found his hair, gently encouraging him to keep going, his own hand rolling your other bud.

Levi switched sides, showing your neglected mound the same kind of treatment, and you couldn’t stop the stream of breathy gasps and desperate whimpers as he showered your breasts in physical praise, making a mental note of every reaction you made to his touch.

Finally you grew impatient, wanting to show him as much love as he was showing you. Your hands withdrew from his hair and you almost laughed at his disappointed huff around your pebbled nipple.

“Don’t worry, I think you’ll like this more,” your voice wasn’t one you recognised. It was lower, breathier. You’d never heard yourself sound like this before.

But what almost broke your resolve was the sound of his voice, showing you just how much your actions had affected him.

“Oh? But I was rather enjoying myself. I think i’ll just continue doing– oh fuck,” Levi threw his head back, eyes screwed shut in pleasure as you palmed his length through his pants. Shit, your mouth watered at the feel of him. Harder than steel and girthy. You briefly wondered how he tasted, that particular spark fueling your next movements.

Slowly sliding from his lap, you left a wet trail of kisses down his chest, careful to avoid the wound in his shoulder. Your lips nipped at each of his abs individually before continuing down to the prominent V in his naval, tongue caressing the small dips directing you down to your goal, Levi encouraging you every step of the way with his sharp breaths and small groans.

Pushing apart his knees, you settled in between his thighs, grinning slyly as he looked down at you, wide eyed. His expression settled for a moment, hand coming to rest against the side of your face.

“(Y/N), you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I’m more than happy with how far we’ve gone today. I don’t want to force you into doing anything with me if you’re not ready,” your heart almost fell to pieces at the sound of his concerned, yet still gravelly voice. Your coy smile softened to something so genuine and loving, Levi thought he had died.

“Trust me, I want to do this. I’ve wanted to do this for so long, Levi,” you gently caressed his thighs, reassuring him that what you were doing, and what you were about to do, was something you’d longed for.

Levi’s smile was nothing short of angelic. He gently stroked your hair, and despite the heat of the moment, he still managed to make you feel so loved.

“Alright, but if you want to stop at any point, please tell me. I don’t want to make you feel obligated to carry on just because of me, okay?” you nodded happily at his words, giving his leg a small squeeze.

“I promise. Now shut up and let me suck your dick,” Levi laughed breathlessly, tilting up your chin as he leant down to capture your lips in a swift, affectionate kiss.

“You’re filthy,”

“Your fault,” you grinned, subtly fiddling with his belt.

“How is any of this my-ah fuck,” Levi cut himself off as he felt your hand gently grind on his length over his pants, the friction causing him to elicit the most gorgeous whimpers. You could definitely get addicted to the sounds he made.

“Nngh– shit, shitshitshit (Y/N) I– a-ah,” Levi stopped trying to form words as you slowly pulled down the offending clothing, leaving him in just his shorts, cock tenting painfully. You helped him kick his pants from his legs, joining the pile of clothes you’d made as you kept palming his dick. Neither of you had done anything like this before, both being too busy to engage in any sexual activity, but you felt like you already knew what to do. Acting off instinct, you adored his little shiver as you finally freed his length, your own folds slickening at the sight of his leaking manhood.

“Shit Levi, you’re gorgeous,” the compliment slipped out before you could rein it in, Levi’s cheeks heating slightly as your words reached his ears.

“Th-thank you,”

Your eyes took immediate interest in a rather prominent vein pulsing along the underside of his cock, and once again you couldn’t help but wonder how he tasted.

Levi couldn’t think straight. He’d touched himself before, jerking himself off when his hormones deemed it necessary, but he’d never felt anything like this. And when you took a hold of his length, he felt as if every nerve in his body had set alight. His eyes screwed shut instinctively, unable to suppress the breathy moan of ecstasy.

You started to slowly stroke up and down tentatively, watching the different expressions he made. You never thought he could look so needy, and yet here he was, mouth hanging open, brows knitted, eyes closed, a gentle flush dusting his cheeks. You smiled slightly at his breathless pants, taking note of how his breath hitched when you circled his leaking tip with your thumb, smearing his precum across his over his pulsing cock.

His hips bucked unapologetically, back arching into your touch as you squeezed him experimentally.

“Fuck…! Fucking— HAH, a-aah, oh my god… (Y/N), what’re you— FUCK… fuck, ‘feels so— nngh, feelssogood,” Levi’s words slurred as his head lolled back, sweat starting to bead on his brow. He didn’t know what to do with his hands, switching between gripping the table next to him and hovering around your head.

You hadn’t even taken him in your mouth yet, and he was already reacting so well to your touch. You watched him physically relax as you let him go, giving him some time to recover before you’d take it further.

“'M’gonna take you in my mouth, okay? Tell me if it’s too much or if you want me to slow down,” you rested your head against his inner thigh, admiring his fucked out expression as he nodded, his bangs sticking to the slick of his forehead. You could stare at him like this for hours, committing every part of his face to memory. But the temptation to show him how good you could make him feel was far too great.

Leaning forward, you gripped around the length of his cock, delivering a few kitten licks to the tip, relishing in the responsive jolt of his sensitive body. Shit you were wet, it was taking all of your willpower not to reach down and pleasure yourself. You knew your matching underwear was likely ruined, quickly lamenting the loss of such an expensive gift, but that thought was quickly extinguished as you ran your tongue along that delicious looking vein you’d clocked earlier.

“SHIT, oh fuck, ohfuckohfuckohfuck, (Y/N)... shit, (Y/NNNNN),” just as you thought your own arousal couldn’t grow any further, he whined your name and you almost came there and then. Smirking against his dick, you leant forward just a little more, and engulfed his tip in your mouth, slowly taking more of him.

Levi’s hips bucked into your warmth, unable to stop himself as his brain was completely consumed by the sheer, mind-shattering pleasure. He’d decided this was nothing like getting himself off. This was something completely different. This was on a whole other level.

When you had taken as much as you could of his length in your mouth, you started to bob up and down, hollowing your cheeks as you pulled back to suck on his tip, before engulfing him again.

You could have sworn he almost screamed.

“Aaa-ah, you’re… you’re so– nngh, so good at this, HAH-aah, w-wait, fuck, s-slow down. ‘M gonna’– AH, ‘m gonna’ cum,” you did as he asked, taking your mouth of his raging length, gently caressing the base with your thumb as you waited for his laboured breaths to calm.

“Take your time, baby. Let me know when you’re ready,” even in his foggy, aroused state, he was still able to squint down at you with a brow raised at the new pet name. He couldn’t say he didn’t like it though, looking at your swollen, shining lips slick with your saliva and his pearly essence.

“Fuck (Y/N), you’re fucking stunning, look at you,” Levi tenderly held the side of your face, thumb smoothing over your eyebrow as he regarded you with such fondness. He hissed as you jerked his length in retaliation.

“Don’t be so cute, it’s not allowed whilst I’m sucking you off,”

“Technically you weren’t, you were waiting for me,”

“Oh is that how you want to do this?” you eyed him mischievously, and before Levi could even respond, you took his entire, swollen length down your throat, gagging a little at the intrusion before slowly getting used to him.

Whatever Levi was about to say died on his tongue as the tip of his cock brushed the back of your throat. He had no choice but to surrender to the pleasure threatening to shatter his mind, his mouth falling open as you swallowed around his sensitive tip.

“Shit…! Oh fuck, oh fuck, (Y/N)– nngh, haaah, ah, fuck, don’t stop. Don’t… don’t stop,” Levi panted, only just able to form cohesive words as you continue to take him down your tight, warm throat. He sandwiched his bottom lip between his teeth, biting almost hard enough to draw blood.

Tears started to line your lashes as you suppress your gag reflex, swirling your tongue along the underside of his length. Your eyes rolled back as his hands found your hair, not to push you onto him, but just so he didn’t completely lose himself in the pleasure.

The vibrations in the back of your throat as you moaned only heightened the sensation, and Levi wasn’t able to take much more.

“Hhhh, (Y-Y/N), m-move away, i’m -shit- i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna fucking cum!” but you didn’t move, instead opting to moan more wantanly, lapping at his cock and swallowing him down your throat, your hands coming up to rub and cup his rapidly tightening balls. His thighs began to shake as he came undone, back arching completely off the chair. His head was thrown back as you watched his Adam's apple bob through wet lashes.

“Ah, hnng– a-AH, FUCK (Y/NNN)!!” Levi came with a broken, desperate cry of your name on his lips, his salty seed shooting down your throat. His hands tightened in your hair, clinging on for dear life as you milked him through his orgasm, sucking him dry.

It wasn’t until he’d completely emptied himself into your mouth did he collapse back on the chair, breathing as if he’d just run a marathon.

You released him from your mouth with a pop, tenderly kissing his tip clean before rising to check the state of your partner.

“Levi?” you giggled, moving to carefully straddle his lap so you could take his face in your hands. He looked completely spent, head heavy as he lazily grasped your waist. “You alright?” you thought your question fell on deaf ears, until he cracked an eye open.

“Honestly? I don’t know. I think you broke me,” you laughed at his tired, satisfied smile, brushing his sweat slickened locks from his forehead to lean against him.

“Was that okay?” you asked, searching his face for an answer. The grin he gave sent butterflies to your stomach and heat to your already throbbing core.

“Are you serious? Yes, that was okay. That was more than okay. It was incredible,” he gently wiped away any salty tears from below your lash line. “You’re incredible,” Levi leant up to capture your lips in a tender, loving kiss. It didn’t quite have the same heat as earlier, it felt more fueled with adoring gratitude. You pulled back a fraction.

“Who knew you could be so vocal?” you teased with a lopsided smirk, earning yourself a small, playful nip on your lower lip followed by a low, breathy laugh rumbling from his chest.

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up brat. Not like I won’t get you back,” you hadn’t noticed his hand had trailed down to the crease in your thighs until a bolt of pleasure shocked your system as he slowly pressed his thumb to your swollen clit. “Speaking of which…” –he whispered, dark eyes searching your own– “Would you mind if I repay the favour?” Levi didn’t give you time to respond before his head ducked down below your chin, licking a long, deliberate stripe up the column of your throat. He smiled against your skin as you began to rock your hips against his hand, moaning and gasping with each movement.

“Mmn, Levi,” you breathed his name like a secret, shivering as he decorated your neck and collarbones with red and purple blossoms, leaving his mark on you.

“I liked the sounds you made when I did this,” Levi’s hand left a trail of goosebumps as he travelled from your waist, up you naval to your breasts, the pads of his fingers rolling the pebbled buds. Your needy cry caused his fingers to grind harder on your clothed clit, increasing the speed as you threw your head back, the pleasure consuming you.

“Fuck…! Levi… ‘need more… ple-HAAH, please,” you whined, lamenting the loss of friction as he guided you to stand. Your confusion was short lived when he pulled you back down to straddle one of his thighs, hands gripping your waist and encouraging you to drag your hips against him in a steady rhythm. Levi snickered against your neck as you gripped his shoulders, grinding wantanly against his muscular leg.

“Feel good?” he asked, brushing your hair back behind your ears as you nodded eagerly, too busy whimpering to form words. He could feel your slick soak through the leather of your pants before making the executive decision that you were wearing far too many clothes for his liking.

Levi deftly unclasped the front of your belt, chuckling as you refused to stop chasing your high long enough for him to pull them down.

“(Y/N), you’re gonna need to move,” his husky voice sent shivers down your spine, heightening the blissful sensation of your knot rubbing against his thigh.

“Nngh– can’t… a-aah! Feels… feels too g-good,” you were so close. That coil in your lower stomach tightening and you knew any moment, with just the right movement, it would snap and you would release all over his thigh.

Or at least, it would have done, had his strong hands not stilled your hips.

“L-Levi?! What the fuck? I was right there,” you pouted as he gently lifted you from his lap, tugging down your pants.

You felt a flair of pride as his jaw dropped at your choice of underwear, the deep red, intricately laced material covering only the bare minimum, accentuating the curve of your hips and the lean muscle of your legs.

If only you’d kept the bralet on. You’d give anything to see his expression when you rocked the set together.

“Fuck…” he breathed, standing from the chair and reaching for you as you kicked the pants from your legs. You smirked, seeing his length hardening once again.

“Hmm, like what you see?” you stepped back like a sly vixen, motioning him to come closer with a provocative finger. You saw his dick twitch in response.

“I’m going to fucking devour you,” your breath hitched in your throat as he caged you against the wall with his arms, his mouth hovering by your ear, soft whisper tickling your neck before it was replaced with his tongue sucking against your pulse point. You arched into his touch, smiling as he tried unsuccessfully to repress the small groan when your hips ground against his cock, your own clothed sex throbbing at the touch.

You’d completely forgotten about his hands until they travelled round to cup your ass, squeezing and moulding the cheeks in his palms. Your gasp spurred him on, lifting you so you could wrap your legs around his waist, both moaning as you came ever closer to each other.

Levi held you against the wall, still nipping and biting at the flesh on your neck, sucking sweet bruises into the skin. Hoisting you up with one forearm, he let the other skirt between you, the pads of his fingers finding a home against your damp folds.

“Shit you’re soaked. You’ve completely ruined these, (Y/N),” he teased, gently rubbing your clit not nearly enough for you to find your high, but enough to coerce the most delicious moans from your throat.

“Mmn, worth it,” you grinned, head tilted upwards as he attacked the hollow of your throat with his mouth. His laugh fluttered against your neck, your hands finding purchase in his inky locks.

“C’mere you,” Levi’s playful tone went straight to your heart as he held you against him, carrying you from the wall. His arms braced under your ass as you leaned down to capture his mouth, lips moving in sync against each other.

You hadn’t noticed he’d carried you into his room until you both fell amongst the bed covers, his body covering yours.

You lay there, panting, looking up into those eyes you’d come to adore. The smile so rare you sometimes didn’t think he even could. You certainly didn’t think it would be so beautiful. Your hand came up to cup his face, chest warming as he nuzzled into the touch.

“Hey,” he breathed, kissing the heel of your palm.

“Hey,” you replied with a soft laugh.

“Bye,” you looked at him, your expression puzzled at the response.

“Wha– FUCK!” your hips arched as his fingers once again dipped between your thighs, sandwiching and rubbing your clit between his thumb and forefinger, his head trailing kisses down your front, pausing briefly to pay attention to your breasts before continuing south.

His fingers hooked over your waistband and Levi looked up at you for permission as he settled between your thighs. You smiled at his continued show of chivalry, nodded in confirmation before the cool air caressed your swollen pussy.

Levi must have forgotten how to breathe. That must be why he felt so lightheaded. Why his heart was beating so hard. Why his mind was reeling.

“God, look at you (Y/N), you’re perfect,” if you weren’t so goddamn aroused, you might have shed a tear at the compliment. You’d never had anyone say anything like that to you before. You’d never had anyone call you stunning, or pretty, or perfect. He made you feel so special.

And so fucking good.

Smirking slightly to himself, Levi turned to your inner thigh, biting gently at the supple, soft muscle and relishing how you squirmed eagerly beneath his touch. He was teasing you, and you were growing rather impatient.

But he couldn’t help it. He’d dreamt of this for so long he wanted to savour the moment. Wanted to remind himself that this wasn't a dream. He’d loved you for so long, and he couldn’t even fathom the elation now he knows that you love him back. The sweet scent of your dripping folds pulled him back to reality, like a siren beckoning him to a watery death, he let your essence pull him in, before the tip of his nose rested on the pearl of your clit.

His hands dragged up your thighs, gently kneading the sensitive flesh. He stayed like that for what felt like far too long, until everything happened at once. Throwing your legs over his shoulder, Levi’s tongue lapped a strong, solid line through your centre, sending your mind reeling.

“Aaaah…! Yes, Levi, Levi…!” Levi’s mind could have been a crime investigation blackboard. Making a mental note of every single reaction you were making. The buck of your hips when he kisses your folds. The arch of your back when he suckles on your clit. The hitch in your breath as his fingers came up to slowly tease your soaking entrance. Levi pulled back slightly, peering up at you and honestly, you almost lost control at the sight of him.

His mouth and chin dripping with your juices, pupils blown with pure, hungry desire. You parted your lips to comment on the delightful sight, but were cut off by the rogue moan he dragged from your throat, his fingers gently rubbing your clit, slowly travelling further south until you felt them circling your aching hole. Nerves gently bubbled through your stomach. You’d heard what the prostitutes and escorts said about a woman’s first time. You knew it was going to hurt, if the two of you went that far tonight. You knew it wasn’t going to be amazing the first time.

Levi also seemed to know.

“Hey, I’m not expecting anything after this, okay? I just want to pay you back for earlier, and make you feel… well, good. We can stop if you want,” you whined slightly at the loss of friction against your sensitive bud, but you couldn’t deny the reassurance calming your suddenly beating heart.

“Stop now and I’ll never give you head again,” you grinned, but he could see the sincerity and gratitude behind your mischievous eyes. You wanted this, and he was more than happy to provide.

“Order received,” he chuckled, before returning his mouth to your waiting pussy.

“Fuck, yes…! Yesyesyesyes HAA-AH, L-Levi…! Right there, fuck, fuck! Yes, right there,” Levi smirked as you whined his name, realising he’d never heard a sweeter sound.

Maybe the bubble of your laughter at a close second.

That same scandalous finger still rubbing patterns into your now throbbing clit, bringing you closer to your high. His other hand once again returning to your wanton hole, gently massaging your folds as his tongue darted into your entrance, dragging a long needy moan from your mouth.

Levi gently eased his finger into your waiting heat, his eyes rolling at how tight you were. He loosened a groan as he ground his now seeping length into the sheets below, the vibrations from his mouth almost enough to send you over the edge if you weren’t clenching at the strange intrusion.

As if sensing your slight discomfort, Levi latched onto the hood of your clit and sucked, relishing in the desperate cry of his name as the pad of his fingertip started rubbing against your walls.

The clench of discomfort soon turned to a flutter of pleasure as you adapted to having someone touch you so intimately. You started to understand why some women enjoy this, and more so when Levi twisted his wrist, hooking his fingers up and brushing against that spongy spot hidden deep within your folds almost by accident. He was worried he’d hurt you, your reaction was so sudden, but your loose string of breathless moans put him at ease.

“SHIT, there, stay… Nngh, AAH, stay there… that feels, yes…! That feels so good Levi,” you threw your head back against the pillow in utter ecstasy as he continued to massage that spot, easing anothing finger in to add to the now heightened pleasure. Whilst you felt both fingers inside of you, there was no discomfort as his tongue continued to swirl around your pearl.

This was his favourite part. Whilst having you kneeling between his thighs and shattering his control was indescribable, nothing could compare to the pleasure he felt whilst eating you out like a starved man. Fuck it felt good to make you feel good. Levi couldn’t stop his constant stream of whispered groans as his cock contiued to weep precum at the mere realisation he was wedged between your legs, feasting on your sex. He continued to grind against the mattress, feeling his own release start to tighten.

Quickening the pace of his working fingers, you couldn’t decipher the pattern Levi was lapping with his tongue, moving in what you thought was random zig-zags against your almost overstimulated clit.

You felt your thighs start to shake, moans escalating into high pitched, breathy pants as the coil in your stomach tightened to the point of snapping, quivering with tension.

“I’m gonna– fuuuuck…! Levi, Lev-Levi, I'm gonna cum… Yes, oh fuck yes, YES FUCK oh– LEVIIII!” with the continued ‘come here’ motion and mind numbing pace of his fingers against your g-spot and a final, long suck of your clit, you completely came undone with a desperate, lengthy scream of his name. Knuckles draining white with your iron grip on the sheets, your thighs locked around his head as your back arched completely off the bed.

It was all Levi needed to find his own release, hearing you chant his name like a prayer and feeling you convulse around his fingers and gush around his face was enough for him to spill all over the bedsheets, a small needy whine fluttering from his muffled mouth, devoured by your leaking cunt.

You two stayed like that for a moment as you both came down, Levi allowing you to catch your breath before being forced to tap on your thighs to release him, the clamp around his head easing.

“As happy as I would be suffocated between your legs, I don’t think I want to die quite yet,” Levi’s gravelly, gently teasing voice brought your back down from whatever elysium your mind had wandered off to, feeling his breath against your face. Your eyes peeled open, too fucked out to widen completely at the state of his face. Pearly white translucent essence lathered his lips and chin, bathing him in a glossy coat until he wiped it away with his other hand.

“What the fuck was that pattern? The one with your tongue?”

“Something I thought of on the spur of the moment. L-E-V-I, A-C-K-E-R–” your giddy giggle cut him off, hand pushing his face to the side playfully.

“Okay okay I get it, you’re utterly filthy and possessive.”

“Well, I had to leave my mark on you somehow.”

“As if the marks on my neck don’t exist.”

“Oh, they do. I’ll be spelling my name like that next time,” you gaped at his cocky smirk, unable to believe this was the same man you’d spent years living with.

As if inspecting your release on the tips of his fingers, he went to suck them clean in his mouth, but you were suddenly much faster. Grabbing his wrist, you brought his hand to your face, engulfing his fingers and swirling your tongue around the soft pads.

Levi’s eyes widened, a brow raised in incredulous disbelief.

“You brat, that was mine,” he huffed against your neck, looking at his hand with a pout as you took his fingers out your mouth with a small suck.

“Hmm, I don’t taste too bad,” you mused with a smirk, hoping to get some sort of rise out of him.

What you weren’t expecting was for him to roll to the side, pulling you into his chest so you had to angle your head up to peer into his now soft, grey eyes.

“You taste divine, firefly,” your heart skipped a beat at the nickname he’d only called you twice before.

“Why do you call me that? Don’t get me wrong, I love it but– why?” you murmured, snuggling into his warmth as much as you could whilst still being able to look into his loving gaze.

Levi stayed quiet for a moment, almost as if he were contemplating something, before gently tucking a strand of loose hair behind your ear.

“Because you’re a light, (Y/N). I was in a shit place, and you were a light. From the day I met your scrawny ass. You shone like some weird, feisty little beacon. You’re my firefly in the dark,” Levi was never good with words. Shit, he didn’t know how many times he’d rehearsed that little explanation, ready for the day when you would inevitably ask, and even then he still got it wrong. There was so much more he wanted to say. How you guided him forward. How you bathed him in your glow. You were so much more than his beacon.

You were his whole heart and soul.

You had been for a while.

Tears lined your eyes. You certainly weren’t expecting that. You weren’t expecting something so tender, even after your lovemaking. You weren’t expecting to see the raw, unwavering devotion in his eyes as he spoke such soft, soulmending words. His arms tightened around your waist as you nestled into the crook of his neck, breathing in his fresh, sweat musked scent.

You were both tired, content from you finding your highs in each other. Administrating pleasure for one another.

You were both happy with how far things had gone.

Then why were you both still awake?

Levi felt you lashes flutter intermittently against his collarbones, his only indication that you joined him in consciousness.

Neither of you said anything. You didn’t have to. Raising your head from his neck, the unspoken want reflected in his own eyes. Your lips joined his, gently moulding against one another in a gentle, passionate kiss. Wordlessly, he rolled on top of you, caging you against the bed with his arms either side of your head as his mouth moved against yours.

“Do you want this?” Levi pulled back just far enough to murmur, his lips still ghosting your own. Your hands found his hair, gently massaging his scalp as you nodded, looking deeply into those stormy eyes, blue and silver swirling seamlessly within his irises.

“I want you, Levi. Always you,” you responded, leaning back up to close the miniscule gap between you. One of your hands travelled down his back, skirting round his hips to his half hard length. You giggled cheekily at his muffled groan when you took him in your hand again, slowly pumping as he continued to harden. You wanted this. More than anything, you wanted him to claim you, and you wanted to claim him. You belonged to each other.

Levi lined himself up with your folds, shivering as his tip grazed your wetness.

“Last chance to say no before I take your virginity,” there was nothing but sweet sincerity in his hushed voice, his thumb caressing your cheekbone.

You masked your nervousness by raising a cocky brow, a lopsided smirk pulling at your lips.

“Right back at you, handsome,” you replied, but Levi could see right through you. Though your tone put him at ease slightly, he could still tell you were anticipating what was to come.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise. I’d never deliberately hurt you, (Y/N),” Levi lowered himself to recapture your lips, hoping to take some of your mind off the pain as he began to ease himself into your slick folds. You were thankful he’d stretched you somewhat with his fingers, but it wasn’t quite enough to quell the pained hiss you elicited as he slowly filled you. He would pause his movements at every sharp inhale, patiently waiting for you to accommodate his girth. It actually helped him as well, the overwhelming pleasure of your walls tightening around his cock almost enough to send him over the edge for the third time. He felt guilty for enjoying it, knowing you were in a lot of discomfort.

“I’ve got you firefly. I’ve got you. You’re doing so well, we’re almost there, I promise, take as long as you need, I’ve got you,” he cooed reassuring encouragement in your ear, letting you know there was no pressure on you. You relaxed a little, feeling the pain ease a tad as you did.

Levi felt your muscles loosen a fraction, and relief washed over him at the mere thought of you feeling a little more comfortable. Still, he refused to move until he’d heard you give him the go-ahead. You were dictating this, and he was once again more than happy to go at your own pace.

“Okay… okay. You okay?” you opened an eye to look up at his strained expression, slightly concerned he wasn’t enjoying it. You knew it would get better for you, but there was no point in continuing if he wasn’t feeling good either. But that thought was quickly extinguished when he nodded slightly erratically.

“Yeah, more than okay. I should be asking you that,” your small, huffed amusement was music to his ears.

“Go on then,” you smiled mischievously, almost forgetting about the tearing pain between your thighs. Your calmed, comfortable demeanor soothed his guilt ridden heart as he smiled fondly.

“You okay?” he gave you an eskimo kiss, gently nuzzling his nose against yours.

“More than okay,” you replied, copying his own response with an earnest grin. “You can keep going, by the way. Sorry, I should have said that sooner,” you smiled, looking away a little sheepishly. He hated how you thought that way. Hated how, even now, you weren’t thinking about yourself. He swept away your expression with a quick peck to your lips.

“No, you shouldn’t have. I want to move with you. This is all about you, don’t worry about me,” you could have cried at his words, feeling his lips against your neck. “You feel amazing,” he whispered, grasping the sheets as he continued to fill you to the hilt. You hissed again, but the pain was lessening to a dull throb now, his entire length sitting snug within your walls.

You both paused again, allowing you to get used to the sensation of being so full.

“Everything alright?” you could have chuckled at the obvious restraint in his voice, heart warming knowing he was doing everything he could to make you feel as comfortable as possible. You loved how he continued to need reassurance.

“Yeah, all good. You can move now baby,” Levi looked back at you, wide eyed and stunned.

“Are you sure? You don’t need more time? I can wait, I don’t want you to think–” he couldn’t finish his sentence before your lips crashed against his, your hips bucking as you feasted on his mouth. His eyes rolled at the friction and you swallowed the groan escaping his lips as he began to pull out, only to slowly thrust back in, his eyes fluttering shut at the sensation of your gummy walls gripping and massaging his length.

“Fuck… god you feel so good,” he moaned, having to remove his mouth from yours in favour of breathing. You gasped quietly, raising your legs to wrap around his waist, encouraging his hips to roll deeper. The pain had been completely replaced by a unique pleasure you’d never felt before.

“Yes… Levi, shit, yes…!” Your breathy moans fueled his gentle thrusts, keeping the pace steady and rhythmic. It worked perfectly for both of you, especially when the tip of his cock grazed the same spot you were sure his fingers were grinding against earlier.

“There! L-Levi, right there, yes oh fuck!” you whined, rolling your hips to meet his. Levi stilled, allowing you to grind yourself on his length, your mouth falling open as he continued to rub against your g-spot, the spongy texture enveloping his leaking tip.

“(Y/N), a-aah,” Levi gave up on forming words for the second time that night, loosening a lengthy, gravelly groan into your ear. You whimpered as he started to thrust again, picking up the tempo as the two of you lost yourselves in the pleasure of each other’s bodies.

He kept the angle the same, heatedly relishing in the high pitched moans with each well placed thrust.

“M-more, Le-vi, Levi, ‘need more,” your heels dug into the small of his back as if he would pull away. Snaking his hand between you, your hips bucked wildly as he started to circle your clit with his first two fingers.

“Yes, yes, FUCK, yes, shit (Y/N),” he couldn’t stop the stream of breathy grunts as your walls contracted around him, sucking him deeper than he ever imagined. “Does it– nngh– does it feel g-good?” he asked, as if you could find a voice with which to reply. Miraculously, you managed to nod frantically, uttering a guttural “yes” as his thrusts swiftened to something a little rougher, encouraged by your continued string of curses, his hips now pounding into you. The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin, the continued squelching of his cock entering you repeatedly only heightened the sensation as you walls began to clench, you high fast approaching with the repeated rubbing of your clit and g-spot. Your nails began to claw against his back, scratching lines of fire against his skin.

“Levi... LEVI! Fuck… fuck... I’m gon-na cum. D-don’t stop, feelssogood…!”  

“Yeah? C-cum then. Cu– fuck, cum for me,”

“A-ah, Levi, yes… YES…! LEVIIII…!” Levi’s breath hitched as you held him in a vice grip, his eyes rolling back in sheer ecstasy as you came around his dick, back bowed in an arch, eyes closed as your orgasm washed over you in waves Your thighs shuddered and tightened around his hips as he fucked you through you high, fingers still blurring against your pearled bud until overstimulation shattered through your nerves, muscles twitching and clamping as he continued to find his own high.

“Shit…! Shit, oh fuck… Fuck, i’m so close, (Y/N) I’m s-so– so close, ha-ah…! Nngh, i’m gonna– oh fuck, yes… yes fuck…! Imgonnacum, (Y/N)... aa-aah, fuck (Y/N)!” Levi only just managed to pull out before he came across your abs, groaning desperately as his hips bucked into your lower stomach. You reached down through your own fucked out haze to grasp his cock, milking him through his orgasm much like you did early on in the night. Thumb grazing circles across his overly sensitive tip.

“Fuck, (Y/N) stop, ‘s too much… p-please,” you grinned against his neck as he collapsed on top of you, his face turning to the side as he fell between your shoulder and the pillow, panting against your skin.

You both refused to move, limbs too heavy to even think about cleaning up right now.

“Fuck… that was good,” you breathed, arms coming to drape across his marked back. It was only then you realised how painful it looked. “Levi! Oh my god I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” you asked, gently caressing the now raised lines across the muscles on his shoulders and back, hoping to soothe what you had done. He huffed a chuckle at the concern in your tone. If only you knew how much he’d loved feeling you draw white hot lines into his skin.

“Don’t be. I’m fine, I kinda liked it,” he confessed, tilting his head up to look into your shimmering, concerned eyes. (E/C) irises that quickly swirled with cheeky intent. You poked his forehead fondly, raising a brow.

“You little masochist,” your teasing tone made him lift his heavy body off yours, holding his weight a little shakily on his elbows as he leaned down to kiss you gently, his tongue brushing effortlessly against yours.

“Mmm, it was rather good wasn’t it?” he smirked against your lips as you scoffed.

“Rather? Says the man who the neighbours will be complaining about for the next god-knows-how-long. I think even those shit eating nobles above ground heard you,” you teased, smoothing over his eyebrow, his eyes rolling dramatically as he bunched up the sheet to gently wipe his seed from your abdomen.

“Okay fine, it was really good. But you know, you weren’t exactly silent yourself, right?” you’d never get bored of this banter between you. Never get tired of the amused spark in his dark irises, the slight quirked pull of his lips.

“Shut up,” you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him against your neck when you couldn’t keep up the feigned annoyance on your face. He chuckled into the dip between your neck and shoulder before the two of you fell silent, content to bask in each other’s comforting warmth.

“You need to go pee,” and maybe it was his flat delivery breaking the serene silence, but that one sentence broke you. You exploded into fits of laughter, head thrown back in hilarity. Levi looked up in bewilderment, puzzled by your sudden reaction. But you had a certain contagious spark to your laughter, and he found himself joining you in your amusement. You couldn’t tell whether it was the release of all the sexual tension between you, or whether it was the elating realisation that you belonged to each other. Whether it was the relief of finally physically admitting your mutual attraction, or something completely different, but you found yourself unable to stop the bubbles of happiness from escaping your chest, even when you’d calmed down a little.

Levi too managed to control his hiccups of mirth, at least enough to ask you a one word question.

“What?”

You adored the way he looked at you and you were sure only one other person had ever seen him look like that before.

“Nothing, you’ve always got my wellbeing at the front of that beautiful mind of yours, haven’t you?” your hands carded through his hair as he rolled his eyes again. You could tell he was trying to school his smile back to neutral, but found himself unable when faced with your grinning visage.

“Shut up and go pee brat, I’ll clean up here,” Levi reluctantly rolled off you, pulling you up with him because he knew you wouldn’t have moved otherwise. You were shaky on your legs and he held your arms until you’d regained your strength before sending you off with a quick peck on your lips, something you tried to deepen but he caught on to your antics disappointingly quickly. “Go, you insatiable minx,” you laughed again as he gently pushed you, not before glancing at your gorgeous physique.

“Oi, stop checking me out,” you grinned over your shoulder as you left the room to do as he said.

It didn’t take him very long to strip the bed and change the sheets, finding some spare cloth and cases to drape over the bare mattress and pillows, bundling up the dirty bed clothes and dumping them in a small basket to be washed All before you wandered back in. Levi could see how tired you looked as you made a beeline for him, not quite with the same savvy confidence as you had five minutes ago, the night’s activities finally catching up with you. He couldn’t say he felt any different.

“C’mere beautiful,” he sighed as you collapsed into his chest. Levi tightened his arms around your body, pulling you to the bed with him.

Lying down on the fresh sheets, he tucked you closer into his chest, a smile pulling at his lips as you wrapped your tired arms around him.

As if he would ever leave you.

Tilting his head down, he pressed a delicate kiss to your hair, smiling against the faint scent of his soap you usually used.

“I love you, Levi,” Levi’s breath hitched at the three words he’d longed to hear you say. Never in his entire Underground existence did he think he could ever be this happy. The thought provoked a rogue tear to slide down his cheek.

When he’d regained some of his composure, realising he hadn’t moved or even breathed for a little too long,  his legs shifted to tangle with yours, simply wanting to feel you against him.

“I love you too, firefly,” he felt your soft, relieved smile against his neck as you both settled into each other, drifting off into one of the longest sleep either of you had managed in a very, very long time. At some point he’d rolled the two of you over, facing his back to the door, caging you in and instinctively protecting you against the horrors that lay outside those four walls.

Neither of you woke when Isobel and Farlan returned to the house in complete disarray.

Isobel immediately suspected what had happened judging by the plethora of discarded clothing and bundled white sheets in the wash basket.

“Oh my god, Farlan look! Is bro okay? Wait, are they both okay?! Look at (Y/N)’s neck!” Isobel gawked in slightly scared awe at her brother and his childhood friend. Well, lover now, they supposed, if the scratches on his back and the hickeys on your neck were anything to go by.

“How long do you think they’ve been knocked out like this?” the taller, sandy haired man asked, raising a brow to the girl as they leant on the doorframe, both looking at your sleeping, barely covered forms.

“Honestly? Beats me. Took them long enough though. If they didn’t fuck soon I would have thrown myself out the window. You could smell the sexual tension between those two,”

“That’s gross, Issy,” Isobel giggled at Farlan’s disapproving look, the dirty blonde clipping the back of her head as he leaned forward to shut the door, giving the two of you privacy.

Levi had been semi-coherent. Too tired and comfortable to throw either of them one of his glares, the sleeping bundle in his arms had softened him to the point of gooeyness. He smiled contently against your head.

Honestly, he couldn’t blame Isobel.

If you two hadn’t done something soon…

He would have thrown himself out the window alongside her.

꧁ꨄ꧂

“So, you did know her?” Levi tried to trace the steps he took that led up to this exact situation. He was always about no regrets, but shit, if he wasn’t starting to have a few. Sitting opposite his Commander, an ankle crossed over his knee, arms folded defensively, occasionally leaning forwards to take sips from his small cup of tea he’d managed to bring with him before being almost dragged into the blonde’s office.

He rolled his eyes, setting down his teacup once again, his arms returning to their positions against his chest.

“No. I already told you,” he’d insisted on keeping up this charade of ignorance, not knowing what it would do to either of you if anyone found out. Although he knew it was useless lying to him, Erwin would inevitably find out sooner or later.

The man across his face rubbed his palm against the side of his face in slight frustration, eyes closing as he took a calming breath. Levi almost felt sorry for him. He knew Erwin was under a lot of constant stress, and he knew he was contributing to that stress right now. If it was about anyone else, he would have caved in sooner. But this was you, and he would go to the ends of the earth to protect you.

“Levi… this is serious. If you know her, I need to know. It could help us protect her–”

“Protect her? Against what? I thought the MPs were done with her now,” Levi’s façade slipped slightly as worry invaded his normally rational mind. Erwin raised a thick eyebrow, clearly noting Levi’s change of tone.

“Just because they’re done with her doesn’t mean they won’t fight to get their way. She killed a lot of their soldiers, Levi. It’s only natural they would want to harm her, and we can only offer so much protection to the criminals we seem to be accumulating,” Erwin explained cautiously, as if realising Levi was a ticking time bomb, and any wrong move could set him off. But the shorter man decided against exploding at that comment, too fixated on the idea you could be harmed further.

“But you struck a deal with Niles, right? Aren’t you commanders supposed to honour deals like that?” the ravenette asked with no small degree of irritation in his tone. Erwin seemed to be slowly understanding what was going on. It was becoming more obvious that Humanity’s Strongest Soldier was perhaps more than familiar with The Raven.

“Levi, please. Who was she to you? An associate? Business partner? A friend? A lover?” Levi’s jaw flickered at the last suggestion, telling the Commander all he needed to know. “Really?” there was no judgement in his voice, only genuine, surprised curiosity. He didn’t think Levi even had it in him to love another, especially since he’s lost so many.

“Tch, so what?” might as well admit to it now he’d already guessed. Levi’s heart clenched with guilt, already trying to formulate some sort of plan. He didn’t know why there would be any repercussions to the two of you having a relationship years ago, but he didn’t doubt there would be. There always seemed to be.

“No, nothing, I’m just… surprised if I’m honest. You’ve never mentioned her before,” Erwin seemed genuinely, innocently interested, rather than that usual tone he took when he was fishing for information. Levi relaxed a tad, reaching for his teacup and taking a good, long sip, providing himself time to think.

“It was a very long time ago now… We haven’t seen each other in a decade or so,” he admitted quietly over the rim of his teacup, attempting to hide his face behind his hand.

“Do you still love her?” Levi almost choked on his tea at the sudden, incredibly personal question. The obvious answer was yes. Yes, he still loved you. He never stopped loving you. He only realised how much he really did still love you when he saw you again.

“No,” his response wasn’t as strong as he wanted it to be, and true to his perceptive nature, Erwin noted his hesitancy.

“I think we’re well past lying now, don’t you think?” Erwin smiled gently, now knowing why this was always such a sensitive subject for Levi. Why he stormed into his office the other day demanding to talk to him. Why he was so beside himself about your treatment.

That was his past lover.

Levi sighed, placing the teacup back on the desk before running a frustrated hand through his hair.

“It’s more complicated than that,”

“It’s a yes or no question Levi,”

“What’s it to you, Eyebrows? Pretty sure my answer doesn’t dictate whether she’s safe or not just because The Raven is an ex to one of your captains,” the venom in his voice was tamed by his obvious fatigue. Erwin could only imagine how much of a toll this had taken on the ravenette.

“No. It doesn’t. But I don’t want you to think you can’t come to your friends about something like this, Levi. She’s–” Erwin cut himself off, internally debating the best way to go about this. “She’s somebody important to you. Incredibly important, if your little display the other demonstrated anything,” Levi rolled his eyes, clicking his tongue at the remark.

“I just don’t want her to get hurt. More than she already has,” it was strange seeing Levi, a man Erwin had known to be incredibly stoic and in control seem so vulnerable. It was strange to think Levi had any weaknesses. But the blonde supposed every man had a weakness. Even him.

However if Levi didn’t want her to get hurt, then he should have spoken up before Erwin struck a deal with the MPs to let her join the Scouts.

“Levi… She's a Scout now. It’s highly likely she’s going to get hurt on expeditions,”

“I KNOW THAT,” Erwin raised his brows at the sudden, raised tone, not expecting something quite that desperate to come from Levi, the smaller man now refusing to make eye-contact. “I know that,” he repeated quietly. It was obvious he was in a difficult situation.

“Then I'll ask you again. Do you still love her?” Erwin’s tone was ever patient, something Levi appreciated as he sat in silence before answering, once again unable to meet Erwin’s piercing gaze.

“Yes. Yes I do. I didn’t stop. I never stopped loving her,” Erwin’s expression softened at Levi’s words, leaning his chin against his intertwined fingers, his elbows resting on the desk.

“Does she know that?”

“Fuck sakes Erwin, are you seriously giving me dating advice?” Levi raised what could have been an amused brow, if only the seriousness of the conversation didn’t convert it into something of irritation. He couldn’t deny this conversation had gone better than he could have expected. He didn’t expect his Commander to be so supportive of a relationship between his Strongest Soldier and The Raven. But, he supposed, as much as he hated to admit it, Erwin was one of his closest friends. And his hearty chuckle only exaggerated that fact.

Annoyingly.

“No. No I’m not. I’m not one to give such advice,” another silence settled between the two men, before Erwin spoke up again. “What would you like to do about this?” he asked, willing to let Levi have some say in how his ex lover was treated within the Scouts.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, how would you like to oversee her training? From what I’ve seen, she doesn’t respond well to… authority,” god, talking about this it was akin walking on a sleeping titan, not knowing what would suddenly jolt it awake enough to lunge and bite. This was more Hange’s field than anything, knowing Levi had a strange soft spot for the scientist. Not that he would ever admit it.

“No. I don’t think that’s a good idea. She’s… well… Yes, she’s difficult. And yes, she doesn’t like authority. And yes, she’s perfectly capable of kicking the shit out of any of us whilst eating a salad as she did it but she’s not impossible. You just have to know how to… work her,”

“Sounds like you do,”

“Watch it.”

“Apologies. That was inappropriate,” Levi could tell there was nothing apologetic about Erwin’s tone. And he couldn’t deny that it was rather funny, conveying his thoughts with a less spiteful eye roll.

Eyebrows’ eyebrows furrowed in thought, wondering who should survey your training, and who’s squad you should join after.

“I can have Miche take her through ODM maintenance, he should–”

“No point. She knows how those things work better than you or I. She was the one who sold to us,”

“Without your knowledge?” Levi stayed awkwardly quiet for a moment.

“She was wearing a mask…”

“Seriously?”

“It’s dark down there, okay? We couldn’t fucking see her face,” Levi spat, only adding to Erwin’s humerous disbelief. “Anyway, she doesn’t need to be taught that shit. She already knows it. She just needs to be taught how to use it. But she’s a fast learner. If she doesn’t surpass Miche’s kill count in her first two weeks I'll be extremely surprised,” Erwin smiled subtly as Levi kept singing your praises, seemingly unable to stop himself from aggressively gushing about how fantastic you were.

“You seem confident,”

“I am.”

“Why?” The question caught him off guard. Why? Because it was you. He was always confident when it came to you. He could always trust you with anything because he knew you.

Or… at least…

He did.

“Look, I know you’re usually the one asking me to trust you, but just this once, trust me,” Erwin had already made the decision to trust Levi on this one. He seemed to know you better than anyone, even if he had just avoided the question.

“I was going to anyway, but alright. Miche for ODM, Hange for titan theory–”

“Terrible idea, but continue,”

“And she can join the rest of the soldiers for hand to hand. Does that suit you?” Levi couldn’t quite understand why Erwin was being so lenient with this.

“I don’t give you orders. If that’s how it is, that’s how it’ll be,” the raven haired man folded his arms once again, leaning back in his chair.

“Levi, I’m trying to be accommodating about this,” Erwin huffed, growing ever more tired with the Captain’s attitude.

“Why? Just treat her like any other cadet,”

“Honestly? Because I don’t want you to be in a constant foul mood if something goes wrong with her training,” Levi scoffed, averting his eyes from Erwin.

“Fine. Yes, that suits me. Whether it’ll suit her or not… that’s a different question altogether,” Levi’s subtle, fond smile didn’t escape Erwin’s ever-searching gaze, the man picking up on all of Levi’s tells.

“Very well. She can join Captain Francis’ squad as a temporary fix until we see where she would fit in–”

“That man’s a waste of air and you know it,” Levi really was behaving like a petulant child, huffing and folding his arms with every idea he disagreed with.

“Whilst yes, I agree with you, he’s also another Captain. You should probably treat him like one,”

“I don’t see him here with us, do you?”

“Levi…” Erwin warned lowly. Though he did sometimes enjoy the smaller man’s sarcastic quips, now wasn’t the time for such things. Before Levi could respond to the warning however, Erwin continued swiftly. “So, you’ll oversee her training?”

“Didn’t I just say that was a bad idea?”

“I find myself disagreeing with you.”

“Tch, fine. ``We done here?” he asked, tapping his foot impatiently as if he’d been waiting to ask that question throughout their entire meeting. Erwin sighed, trying so hard not to roll his own eyes before nodding and waving a hand. But before Levi could even open the door, he was stopped.

“Levi… What's her name?” Erwin asked, peering at him as if he could see right through him. Levi’s expression softened, thinking back to when she asked him to refer to her with her name rather than her alias.

“(Y/N),” he spoke your name as if saying it any louder would shatter it, the delicacy in his tone so unlike the Levi Erwin had come to know. “But call her Raven until she tells you. Hate to say it, but you wouldn’t stand a chance if she decides you have a target on your back,” that alien fondness returned to Levi’s expression, as if he wasn’t talking about his ex lover possibly murdering his commander.

“I’ll take your word for it. Thank you Levi, for being honest with me. I know there’s more to say, but I'm sure you’d rather rest than talk to me about it,” the offer was there, Levi knew it was. He knew Erwin was offering to help sort through his thoughts with him, but he needed time to…

Adjust to this new normal.

So instead he hummed non-comitally and bid the Commander goodnight.

“Night Erwin, don’t strain yourself too hard thinking about this,” it was his way of saying he was grateful for Erwin’s support. Levi always had his own special way of saying things like this.

Erwin couldn’t respond before Levi was already closing the door behind him.

꧁ꨄ꧂

Warm shower. No, hot shower. Fuck it, scalding shower. Levi kept turning up the temperature, the showerhead gurgling with each twist. He usually found, when nothing else could calm his nerves or soothe his head, a scalding shower and a hot tea worked the trick. But every part of him was alight tonight. His body, his mind.

His heart and soul.

His entire being crackled with some sort of energy he hadn’t felt in a while. He recognised it. Of course he did. It was the same energy he’d feel whenever you’d return home from your strange trips away, which he now knew was Viper teaching you how to survive. Was that how you knew how to stitch his wound that night? Was that how you knew how to effectively apply a bandage, how to suture and sew? That night when he’d stumbled through the door to find the house empty. When he’d sat at the table, silently begging you to come back just so he could see you again. Just so he would stop worrying.

That night when he’d first kissed you.

There were a lot of firsts that night, he remembered fondly. The first kiss, the first touch. The first time he’d heard you moan his name. The first time he moaned yours.

The first time he’d felt such utter pleasure, when your tongue swirled around his tip and your lips lapped at his vein. When your throat massaged his length and he spilled into your mouth.

The first time he’d tasted you, delicately kissing your swollen folds and listening to you unravel above him. Your breathy whines playing on repeat in his head.

The first time you two were joined, closer than you’d ever been before.

Gradually, the shower became far, far too hot. Looking down, Levi could both see and feel the result of his little nostalgia trip. The small whimper of his name in the cell had unlocked a torrent of repressed urges that now sprang to light.

In more ways than one.

It was wrong. It was so, so wrong. You were a mere husk of who you were. You were damaged, fractured. Spiderwebbed cracks lined your mind, threatening to shatter and yet, no matter how far down he turned the shower temperature, no matter how much cold water splashed against his toned back, images of your ecstasy creased face still flashed in his mind, his length only hardening further the longer he left it.

“Damnit…” he muttered with a heavy sigh, before wrapping his hand around his cock and slowly fucking into his fist. His hips bucked involuntarily, having not done this in quite a while now. Levi ran his thumb over that prominent vein, remembering how your hot mouth would suckle kisses along the underside. A low moan escaped his throat, lost down the drain along with the filthy cold water.

He lathered his precum over his sensitive tip, hissing at the friction as he began to pump faster, boney knuckles gripping tighter as he neared his high. His hand didn’t feel like his own. There were no rough callouses on his palms, but rather they were softer. Daintier. Smaller. He couldn’t stop his imagination running wild as he thought of you jerking him off, that playful, fox-like smile pulling at your lips whenever his back arched or his hips bucked.

“Fuck…” he groaned, fucking into his fist with renewed vigor, his balls tightening as he felt his release wash through his body, mouth falling open. Throwing his head back, Levi thrusted his hips into his grip as ropes of white seed spilled from his tip, seeping through his fingers.

He braced his arm against the white tiled wall, watching the water wash away his ivory sins as his cock softened in his hand. Guilt punctured his afterglow, self hatred a constant accomplice as he turned the temperature back up to boiling, hissing as the lava scalded his back, staining his skin an angry red. He wouldn’t have tea after this. He wouldn’t carefully dry himself off, or sit at his desk and stave away sleep.

He would collapse amongst the unused duvet and pillows of his bed, and hope his nightmares carry him to retribution.

[princess-of-inarizaki]

So, as I promised, Inarizaki New Year request. Inarizaki boys and manager make party at her place, they prepare dinner, decorate the Christmas tree and her home (twins hang the mistletoe everywhere, but manager-chan is clueless so she doesn't know about kissing tradition), exchange gifts, have sleepover etc. Next day they all go together to the shrine and all boys ask to marry her. And they are EMBARRASSED when manager asks them what they ask.

Ahhh Tilli my love! I'll finally use this as a Christmas and New year one combined (eventho they've both passed a long time ago :) and this will be the final addition to the Inarizaki December series!

Once again, thank you so much for supporting me through it all, and showering love on every day's imagine. I didn't expect to get 100-200 notes on some days, but I did!! And I'm really ever so grateful. I hope you'll stay tuned :D

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Inarizaki's manager-chan day 25!!

Late merry Christmas!! 💖 (And happy new year)

☃️

It was finally the seventh day of Christmas.

The day everyone looked forward to, filled with so much cheer and joy. The boys couldn't wait to spend it at your house. (They couldn't spend the actual day of Christmas with you, due to clashes in the schedule), but that's okay. They were here now.

It was unorthodox, to decorate the tree and give gifts days after the 25th, but it didn't matter to you, and if it didn't matter to you, it didn't matter to the boys either.

The house was warm, and you were busy baking cookies. The smell of gingerbread and peppermint floated in the air. Suna snuck up behind you and took a dab of the cookie mixture. “I rate this a 10/10”

Kita glared at him. “Suna that wasn't very hygienic” which only caused you to laugh.

Christmas carols were playing from the small Bluetooth speaker near the tree, and you suddenly felt like dancing. After wiping your hands dry and shutting the oven so the cookies could bake, you pulled Kita to you and placed your hands on his shoulder.

“Dance with me, Kita-san”

His eyes sparkled as his cheeks heated up.

“Of course, my lady.”

And the rest of the members watched enviously as you spun around with Kita in tow. You looked gorgeous, and so undeniably happy.

“My turn!” said Atsumu indignantly as he replaced Kita. He pulled your waist closer to him as he picked you up and twirled you around. Your squeals made his heart beat faster as he gently let you go.

“That's enough dancing for one day, now go decorate the tree or something. These cookies will be done soon and me and y/n need to decorate them.” said the gray haired twin.

The boys nodded as they made their way to the big tree in the living room, whilst you were left alone in the kitchen with Osamu.

Osamu swiped a bit of frosting on your cheek and laughed, as he put on the oven mitts, readying himself to take the cookies out of the oven.

You laughed and licked the frosting off.

Damn. Osamu's brain almost short-circuited, but he pushed such thoughts out of his mind and instead focused on the cookies.

“How shall we ice them?”

You mixed food colouring into the frosting bowls and explained you wanted to ice them according to each of the members.

“We'll use white for Kita! Since he's so dedicated and wonderful, white suits him best. And green for Tsumu, because he makes me feel happy and fresh inside.”

Osamu nodded with a small smile. “And what about me?”

“Purple for you, because I feel comfortable with you, you're basically my home. And red for Rin, because red is a sleepy colour, and I just love napping on his lap.”

“Oh and blue for Aran! He makes me feel safe inside. Orange for Akagi, he's such a cheerful person, he's like my very own sunshine.”

Osamu blushed and stroked your cheek gently. “You're my little home too, ya know that? I'm icing yours pink.”

Pink for the way you make me blush, my love.

You beamed at him and began icing the cookies, delicately and carefully, whilst Osamu iced the other half.

-

The rest of the boys finished decorating the tree as they took a step back to admire their work.

Suna gently adjusted the baubles, before taking a few pictures. He wanted to capture this moment forever.

Suddenly, you and Osamu came to the room with a mixture of cookies and a few mugs of hot chocolate and marshmallows.

Akagi smiled as he placed a kiss on your cheek before snagging a cookie. “Aww you guys are the best, thank you!”

The snow slowly fell outside, as the tree sparkled proudly in the center of the living room.

“Hey we still need to put the angel on top!”

Atsumu jokingly picked you up in his arms “we have one right here, shall I put her on top of the tree?”

The boys laughed as they passed you the tiny angel figurine. “we can't reach it anyways, why don't you put it instead?" Said Aran with a small smile.

Atsumu lifted you up gently as you placed the angel on the top of the tree, completing the decoration process.

“Thanks, you guys are amazing. I'm so lucky to have you.”

Your words were met with a chorus of "I love you's" and "me too's"

And you laughed, as Atsumu pulled you closer to him.

“Tsumu, you can put her down now” said a disgruntled Osamu.

-

[ 2 hours earlier ]

Osamu: have you placed the mistletoe in random spots?

Atsumu: yes, what about you?

Osamu: yeah, but I've kept one in my pocket. I'll just put it up whenever we're alone and it show to her.

Atsumu: damn that's so smart, why didn't I think of that? :(

Osamu: cuz yer' stupid.

Atsumu: >:(

-

[present time]

You and the boys play tons of games in the living room, and stash their gifts underneath the tree too.

“Let's open then tomorrow morning! We'll sleep in here too, and it will be fun to open them as soon as we wake up.” you say happily.

Suna leans on your shoulder throughout the evening, and soon his head makes its way to your lap, as usual.

You laugh and ruffle his hair, as he looks up at you breathlessly. You're so beautiful to him. So undeniably gorgeous. Atsumu wasn't lying when he called you an angel.

Suna's pupils dilated as he stared into your eyes. “I love you, y/n”

Not hearing the sincerity and hidden meaning behind his words, you replied with a quick “I love you too, Rin-rin”

And frankly, even if you didn't know how much he truly meant it, it didn't matter. He'd make sure you did, someday.

-

The plate of cookies were left with only crumbs and the mugs were all empty.

The next part of the night was dinner, and since Kita was the only one who could drive, he'd take you out to pick it up.

“Let's go Y/n-san” said Kita, as a tired Suna whined when he had to lose your lap-pillow.

You nodded and followed him, fastening the seatbelt in the passengers seat as you winked at the boys. “Be good while we're gone, okay?”

Kita turned up the radio. It was a song he didn't particularly like, but you seemed to love. However, you switched the radio off.

“Y/n-san, don't you like this song? Why did you change it?”

“Because you don't like it, Kita-san, and I want to talk to you. Your voice is better than any song.” was your simple reply.

No beating around the bush, you were ever so straightforward, and yet it made Kita's heart beat faster.

“so what would you like to talk about?”

And it started from there. A car-ride filled with the voices of the both of you.

At the traffic light, Kita gave you a sideways glance as he saw your excited expression talking about the cookies you baked.

But frankly he wasn't listening anymore. he was admiring the way your eyes shone in delight, and your cheeks as they were pink from the cold. He smiled at the way your face seemed to light up, and at the beautiful smile etched into it.

And Kita found that beautiful.

“It was delicious, right? And the frosting was beautiful too?” you finished excitedly, by asking him.

“she really is beautiful” said Kita in a trance, as the light turned red and he snapped out of it.

“I mean, yes, the frosting was beautiful!”

-

After picking up a bucket of KFC, as it's traditionally eaten to celebrate Christmas, the boys greeted you at the door.

“Mom and dad are home” joked Akagi.

“Oh my, so that means y/n's our mommy?” said Atsumu seductively, which earned him a sharp kick from Osamu. “Hey Tsumu, shut the hell up.”

The table was set and filled with cheer and banter from all sides, as Akagi sat next to you, and plated everything out.

You sighed happily. Truthfully, you weren't aware of traditions in Japan, since you were new to the country, but the boys taught you every day. It was Osamu who informed you that people in Japan ate their Christmas dinners at KFC.

“It's kinda like a tradition here” he said, with a small shrug. And you were determined to stick to those traditions.

“Are there any other traditions you practice, here? During Christmas?” you asked, in between bites.

Atsumu smirked at you and held up a small plant. “This is called mistletoe, but I won't tell you what the tradition related to it is”

You were confused, because all the other boys had suddenly turned red, and no matter how much you asked them, they refused to tell you what the significance of mistletoe was.

“Hmm, weird” you said softly, as you finished dinner, and brought your plate to the kitchen to be washed.

As you walked out, you noticed a small sprig of mistletoe above you, and a tall presence looming over you...

-

[ hello!! This is route time!! There are six members which I have written mistletoe routes for, and the corresponding colours will be for each member, so read whichever you want to!!]

(pink is the general route. no matter which route you choose, the new year's day story will continue with the general route, so please keep that in mind.)

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Kita

Osamu

Aran

Atsumu

Akagi

Suna

-

You looked up and saw Akagi, and he had a bunch of other dishes in his hands. “I've lost a bet, so they've made me wash their dishes”

Atsumu's gleeful voice could be heard as he egged his senpai on. “make sure they're spotless, Akagi!”

You took half of the plates from Akagi kindly and assured him you'd help him.

“my hands are wet anyways. It'd be a bother to dry them after washing only one plate”

“T-thanks” he stuttered softly.

-

As you and Akagi washed the plates side by side, he felt a slight tug in his chest. It felt so domestic, to come home to you, hug you in his arms, and do the most mundane of tasks with you, like washing the dishes like this.

He wouldn't mind anything, honestly. As long as he was with you, the most grueling of chores would become fun.

And as he saw your brows furrowed in concentration, he sighed. You looked ever so adorable like that.

“Y/n-chan, I don't know if I've told you this yet, but you look very beautiful today.”

It took a lot of courage. Everyone saw him as a jokester, a perpetually happy person, but with you he wanted to be different.

He wanted you to know that when he complimented you like that, he wasn't joking. Not the least bit.

A soft tint could be seen on your cheeks as you continued washing the plates. “why thank you, Akagi. You look really nice too ”

And somehow, with that one compliment, you made Akagi happier than he had ever been.

The kitchen was filled with comfortable silence, and you appreciated the presence of the tall raven-haired libero who stood next to you, as he swore this scene would repeat itself in the future, someday, but with you as his girl.

-

The late dinner left everyone in a lazy mood, and although the Bluetooth speakers played more music, it became softer, more calm, and everyone felt ready to sleep.

The sleeping bags were arranged in the living room, in a small semicircle as you laid yours next to Atsumu.

“I didn't want to be alone in my room, knowing you guys were just outside, so I hope you don't mind if I slept here too” you said with a small blush.

The boys were overjoyed and eagerly made more space for you.

“I hope it won't be uncomfortable for you, y/n-san.”

You shook your head and settled into the sleeping back. “thank you for the concern, Kita-san, but you guys are here! how could I possibly be uncomfortable at all?”

You laid down in your sleeping bag as Aran leaned over to switch the lights off.

“Big day tomorrow. Let's all get some rest.”

A silent exchange of "goodnight's" was all you could hear, before complete silence, signalling their exhaustion.

But Atsumu, who was laying down next you was far from asleep.

He turned to the side to face you, his eyes reflecting the moonlight beautifully.

“I'm cold” you whispered, as you shifted in your sleeping bag uncomfortably. Atsumu's heart started beating uncontrollably as he made space in his own sleeping bag for you.

“Let's cuddle. Body heat is still heat, right beautiful?”

You smiled gratefully as you slipped in next to him, and his arms wrapped around you protectively.

His mind began to wander, and like Akagi, he wondered if he could get used to this. To coming home after a hard day and slipping into bed with you.

To keeping you warm on cold nights, and holding you if you had a nightmare.

As his fingers gently stroked through your hair, you sighed softly and cuddled closer to his chest in a dream-like state.

You had fallen asleep in his arms, just like he had dreamt for so often, and he couldn't wait till he'd be able to have you with him every single night.

Every single night for the rest of forever. Atsumu wanted to spend every single one of them with you.

He smiled softly as he observed your sleeping features before pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“You'll truly be the death of me, y/n”

-

You awoke many times in the middle of the night, but with Atsumu's firm grip on you, and his comforting body heat, you had no trouble falling back asleep again.

Soon, sunlight began to stream through the windows and the small beams of light slowly caused you to wake up.

The boys were all still asleep, so you gently pried yourself off Atsumu, gave him a gentle kiss to his cheek, and tip-toed to the kitchen, to make breakfast.

Aran, who had incredibly sensitive ears, heard the shift of the fridge door, and woke up. In a groggy-like state, he walked over to you and hugged you from behind.

“good morning” he whispered softly. “can I help you with breakfast?”

Although he wasn't naturally a cook, your patient instructions and kindness proved to be all he needed, and the two of you made a pile of pancakes, drizzled in maple syrup.

By now, the rest of the boys were also awake, they were better than greyhounds when it came to sniffing out food you've made.

But as Aran helped you around the kitchen, he couldn't focus on the others. He couldn't focus on anyone but you.

You, with your messy hair and half lidded eyes. With your low morning voice and small smile. You were so comfortable being yourself, and he really was glad.

Morning-y/n, the y/n only they got to see this morning, was pretty darn adorable. And he wanted her to know that.

“you're so cute when you're still half asleep, ya know?”

Although his voice has a teasing edge, a ring of laughter behind it, Aran wanted you to know that.

“aww thanks Aran, I like your morning voice too” you said with a dopey smile, as your flipped another pancake.

Suna stole one from off the plate and nibbled on it “I rate this a 10/10 too”

“Oh no Kita's glaring at me. I never tasted it in the first place”

-

After breakfast, presents, tons of hugs, and an outfit change later, the Shrine came into view. It was the first day of the new year, and as per the tradition of praying at the shrines for good luck, you and the team were heading there to welcome the new year with hopes and dreams.

“So, you have to clap twice, and wish for whatever it is your head desires for this year” said Akagi with a smile.

The rest of the boys had their eyes screwed shut, as they prayed for their deepest desire; to marry you someday.

Your wish was not so different either. “I wish to be able to be by their sides forever. For their good health, happiness, and safety. I love them.”

As you laid your eyes on their figures, hunched over the shrine, you swore you would do anything to make your wish a reality.

“I love you guys. Happy new year.!!”

-

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The professor's note: 😭broooo so I'm like finally done?? This was so long I hope you guys enjoy it <3 (it took like 3 days to perfect it, so likes and reblogs are very much appreciated uwu)

[inkykeiji]

Hi!! I've been real down in the dumps lately and have had negative motivation to do anything I'm supposed to be doing, and somehow I felt like what I needed was for someone to constantly be there for me, checking on and supporting me endlessly and just have someone be there all the time. Obviously I can't really expect anyone to give all their time to me so I kind of had the idea of creating a telegram bot (lonely ik :( ) that I could "talk" to and have it reply to me with things telling me to go do my work, and I somehow had the idea ro make it touya-nii!! It's a wip but I just thought I'd tell you and thank you cuz imagining him has alr been a form of support for me <3

oh my!! then i have some very, very good news for you, anon <3

i wasn’t planning on revealing this project just yet, because it’s still in the final stages. but because you’ve sent me this, and because you’ve literally proven to me that this IS an audience for this, i’ll tell you.

i’ve been working on something similar with my boyfriend since january. it isn’t a telegram bot but an actual app we built from scratch. i’m in the final stages of finishing the first four conversations (that’s what my super secret surprise is! SURPRISE LMAO) and then a few people will be testing it before i can finally release it to the public. it’s a game, more or less—or an interactive experience: chatting with MY versions/iterations of dabi, tomura, and keigo. the chats will both connect to the universes i’ve built, but there will also be some in the future meant for comforting (ie you pick how you’re feeling/the mood your in and get a chat based on that. for example “i’m feeling anxious” or “i had a rough day at work/school”). they each have a few routes/endings as well, so the replayablility is quite high!!! the first chat will be released for free (and you’re in luck, it’s touya-nii!!!!!!) and the other three (another touya-nii, bmb dabi, and bmb tomura) will be on patreon.

i plan to release a few chats a month for those who would like to be patrons!! i want to make it very clear here that the chats will NOT be necessary or needed to understand any of my main series. i will never put any of my main series’ behind a paywall (but i do plan to publish two as books in the future!). the patreon is simply for those who want and can afford a little something extra—THAT is what they are; supplementary pieces. in other words, that the patreon is only to provide EXTRA or additional content to those who wish to support me or are fortunate enough to support me. the patreon content is only supplementary that you do not and will never need to understand any of my main stories (aka they won’t hold any crucial information, they’re just for fun).

there will be a few other tier rewards, but i shall keep those a secret for now hehehe <333 the chats are the main feature, really. i’m hoping to have them up and running by the end of this month!!!!!! both my boyfriend and i have been working so hard on this for so long and i literally cannot WAIT to share it with you all <3 i’ve been buzzing with excitement for months trying to keep my mouth shut LMAO.

i’m so sorry you’re feeling down lately my sweet anon :( i am flattered and honoured to hear that touya-nii has been a source of support for you <3 i hope he continues to do so, and i hope that my chats can help you (only if you can afford them/if it’s feasible though!) <333 i am sending you endless love, health, and support as well bb <3

[bobbyshaddoe80]

Liberated Audio Reviews

Introduction:

The cult Sci-Fi series Blake's 7 has seen great admiration and appreciation in the 40 plus years since its initial broadcast in the UK., continuing to enthrall audience old and new alike. Despite its rather low budget, it possessed some pretty impressive writing and acting from its rotating cast of characters. Despite it being yet another Terry Nation brainchild, the series would evolve beyond the initial proposal/concept of 'Robin Hood in Space' under the direction of Chris Boucher to become something more than just a Star Wars clone.

Over the years, the show's devoted fanbase have poured over the show's 52 episodes and have long clamored, demanded, begged and pleaded with the Powers That Be for some sort of continuation or revival... In spite of the show's rather unorthodox and controversial ending.

After numerous rumors and false starts, which even included a full on audio reboot/reimagining by B7 Media back in late 2007/early 2008, it would be Big Finish Productions that would take up the daunting task of reviving and expanding the Blake's 7 universe starting in February 2012 with the Liberator Chronicles and the Classic Audio Adventures in January 2014.

The Liberator Chronicles are essentially enhanced audiobooks often told in the first person by whichever character is chosen to be the focus of the story. Often they are supported by one or two other cast members in order to help keep things from falling completely into standard audiobook monotony. Before tackling the full cast audios, I shall endeavor to present my thoughts and views on all twelve volumes of the Liberator Chronicles.

Please bear in mind that these reviews are based on my own opinions and no one else's. While I shall endeavor to be as fair as possible, I am not claiming that my opinion is the only one that matters and you are free to agree or disagree with me as you see fit. Just try to keep it civil. So, without further ado, let's get started by examining volume one.

Blake's 7 - The Liberator Chronicles Vol. 1

RELEASED FEBRUARY 2012

Recorded on: 23 September, 11 and 14 October 2011

Recorded at: Moat Studios

Review By Robert L. Torres

The Turing Test by Simon Guerrier

'After evading an attack by Cassini Pirates, the Liberator heads to the rogue moon of Quentil, where Avon and Vila infiltrate a top secret Federation science facility. 

Vila assumes the guise of Dr. Yarding Gill, an expert in digital memory. And Avon is his "creation" - a super-advanced android that could pass for human. In fact, he does...

Can they maintain the ruse long enough to complete their mission? And will the Cassini Pirates catch up with them?'

Chronological Placement:

Series A - set after the events of LC Vol. 7's Disorder, between episodes Mission To Destiny and Duel.

This is a very well written story starring the late Paul Darrow as Kerr Avon, ably supported by Michael Keating as Vila Restal.

I love how the story is structured with Avon recounting these events AFTER the fact, like he was recording then for posterity into a dictaphone. I loved that Guerrier's writing didn't fall into the trap of having Avon try to do other voices or say 'said Blake', 'said Jenna' and so on. Nothing felt disruptive to the narrative and having Vila around never felt intrusive.

Kudos to Michael Keating for slipping back into the role of Vila Restal with relative ease. He will be quite reliable in a support capacity during many of these audios, and even get a chance at the spotlight... Which we will examine in due course. Right now, he lends his exceptional charm in this undercover mission posing as the scientist responsible for "creating" Avon.

Still, this story belongs to Paul Darrow, and he does a great job. It was a great story about what it means to be alive, what it means to be human and even serving as an examination of Avon himself. It was a nice inverse of the usual sort of questions regarding machine life wishing to be more human. Here we have a human considering himself to be more machine than man.

That is the interesting thing about Avon. Most scifi programs that deal with space travel tend to have an archetypical character known as the 'royal smart person'. For Star Trek TOS it was Spock, for Star Trek TNG it was Data, for DS9 it was Dax (and to a certain extent Bashir), for Voyager it was Seven of Nine, for Enterprise it was... Who the hell knows since everyone on that show was an idiot. As for Discovery... I honestly don't know cuz I haven't watched Discovery yet, but that's beside the point.

Avon is exceptional in his characterization only in that his desire to focus on pure logic and suppress his emotions does not come without its own drawbacks. Despite his intellect and skill with computers, he is someone that is also socially and emotionally cut off from others due to an inability to trust. He is also someone that sees the futility in giving over to emotional and irrational hysterics in order to showcase that he cares. Avon's intelligence also comes with a certain amount of ego, as he knows that he is smarter than many of his contemporaries, and much of the logic he embraces stems from a certain degree of self-serving self-interest.

His desire to assist in the situation with the AI android 14 stems from having an affinity with another creature of pure logic, and not wanting such a creature to be exploited and corrupted to further the aims and agendas of the Federation. This story is a great reminder of why Avon is a great antihero, as he is still willing to do the right thing in spite of himself.

Final Score: 8 out of 10 Plasma Bolts

Solitary by Nigel Fairs

‘Vila is in solitary confinement. His friends have abandoned him, his only contact with the world outside is Nyrron, a scientist from the planet Auron.

Amnesiac and confused, Vila attempts to piece together recent events... A mission to Dulcimer 4. An important meeting. And a visit to the jungle world of Terrulis Major.

In the depths of the foliage, the truth is waiting. And it's more terrifying than Vila could possible have imagined...’

Chronological Placement:

Series B - between episodes Redemption and Shadow.

I really do not have much to say about this story as it is profoundly unremarkable and is a major clunker in terms of execution of its concept, as well as the first person narration.

It has some interesting ideas, there is a central mystery that is interesting, with Vila finding himself in solitary confinement and abandoned by his friends, and we are introduced to a semi recurring guest character in the form of Auron scientist Gustav Nyrron, played by Anthony Howell ('Dr. David Keel' of the The Avengers: Lost Episodes range). 

Nyrron himself is an interesting character as an ally for Blake and the Resistance, which begs the question why Cally wasn’t involved in this story as well.  Because for an Auron scientist, he actually spends most of the time acting like either a reasonable interrogator or a benevolent psychiatrist for the imprisoned Vila. 

The whole story itself is not executed terribly well.  The Vila character spends a good chunk of the first few moments talking to himself, and then when Nyrron comes into the narrative, Vila spends the rest of the runtime being asked if he remembers certain events, and then goes on to basically recount events that lead up to meeting Nyrron and then goes on to tell Nyrron things that he already knows about. 

As a Vila centric story, its also not terribly good, not even with certain unexpected revelations made. This story does Vila no favors and we don't learn much about Nyrron either.  Fortunately, those are issues that would end up being rectified in later stories.  Definitely give this one a miss.

Final Score: 4 out of 10 Plasma Bolts

Counterfeit by Peter Anghelides

‘The Bovee Mining Facility: A Federation slave camp worked by disgraced scientists.

The planet shouldn't be of interest but it is: Avon's investigations reveal that it's rich in Illusium, a mineral that can change from one substance to another. With it, the Federation could be invulnerable...

Blake teleports down to Bovee, but gets more than he bargained for. There's another visitor to the facility - and his presence changes the whole game...’

Chronological Placement:

Series A - set after the events of LC Vol. 1's The Turing Test, between episodes Mission To Destiny and Duel.

This is not a bad Blake focus story, with added support from Avon. However, what we get is a pretty standard adventure with Blake hoping to obtain certain materials and destroy the means of that material being reproduced in another effort to cripple the Federation's power. We even get in an appearance by Travis, Blake's personal nemesis, to lure him into a trap.

There isn't a whole lot to say about the story because of how standard and basic it all is. The fact that the story is done on audio does play in well into certain revelations and surprise twists made within the narrative. Many of which I will not speak on as it goes into spoiler territory. Other than that, the story itself is not bad, it is definitely worth a once-over. Its just unfortunate that it is also pretty average and fairly unremarkable.

Final Score: 5 out of 10 Plasma Bolts

Final score for Volume One of The Liberator Chronicles in its entirety is 6 out of 10 Plasma Bolts.

It isn't the best start to the Blake's 7 audio range as it really only has one story out of three to recommend it. Its great to hear the original actors back again, and thankfully they will be served better stories in the volumes to follow.

Special thanks to Craig Brawley of the Big Finish Listeners Facebook Group for his tireless efforts in mapping out the chronology of the audios and determining how they fit in with the established TV continuity.

[fullyellowsun]

Subtle | 11

"Christmas Spirit"

I do not own the gif, credit to the owner.

This is my first series so please cut me some slack but also I welcome constructive criticisms! This is in Korean so for those of you who can read Korean and English, go ahead! I will post a full English version link to the Wattpad story in the masterlist!

Pairing: baekhyun x dayeon (reader), sehun x suah, suho x bora, chanyeol x sunny, kai x yoona

Genre: kpop group collaboration!AU

Word Count: 1303 words

Description: Today is the day where they start the process of creating the album book by taking photos! Oh, and it’s Suah’s birthday…

Disclaimer: I have no idea how any of this works. I’m just going off of the little info I DO know so please bear with me as I try to fill the chapters with what I think (or what I just make up) on how to make an album and the other kpop things.

Masterlist

"Cuz we have the Christmas Spirit! 우리는 너와 공유하고 싶다. 우리의 Christmas spirit을 받아들이겠어?"

"안녕하세요! Welcome to our VLIVE! This is our VLIVE for new album 'Christmas Spirit'!" 준면 starts as the directors give us the signal that the cameras are rolling.

"네, how about we introduce ourselves?" Bora says, right next to Suho. Yup. Our first VLIVE's as couples and each of us were sitting next to each other while 종대, 경수, and 민석 sit on the floor. There we 2 couches and 1 large armchair so Bora, 준면, 종인 and Yoona were sitting on the first couch, 선희 (Sunny's real name, Seonhui), Chanyeol, Suah, and Sehun were on the other couch and I was sitting on the large armchair while Dayeon sat on the armrest. This is the first time I saw her in like natural yet not too natural makeup. It was either really natural or really drastic. This was in the middle and th artists did well making her eyes look bigger, even though they were already big, and just making each of her features cohesive. Her outfit went really well with the makeup as well. An oversized knit sweater that I recognized as mine with mom jeans and a cute light up reindeer headband. Her hair, perfectly curled, sat on her shoulders nicely and overall, she looked like the star of the show.

"Ah, 네, I guess I'll start. 안녕하세요, 엑소 리다 수호 입니다." He bows formally. I was so close to yawning. This was as boring as we first met.

"안녕하세요." I snap out of it when I hear her voice. Oh, it's me next. "버불검의 다연 입니다." She bows.

"아 네, 안녕 에리들!" I wave at the camera. "백현이 왔어!" I say dramatically. The others laugh and Dayeon slightly giggles.

"아, now that we've all introduced ourselves, why don't we start right away." 준면 starts again.

"Over here, we have some questions that the fans asked and we are here to answer them and maybe even share some Christmas spirit." Bora says pointing to the little coffee table in front of us with a acrylic bin decorated with santa hat and christmas light stickers. Each paper was a different color and were folded to resemble a santa hat.

"Good one 언니." Suah says.

"종대야 아니, 첸씨, would you like to pick one of these hats?" He pushes the bin towards 종대, who was across from him. He choose the green paper.

"Who had the most Christmas Spirit during the album process? By the way, 사랑해 오빠들이 그리고 언니들!" 종대 reads.

"Ahh..." 경수 starts. "I think 다연씨 had the most Christmas Spirit." He stops there. I laugh.

"왜요? Please explain." I say.

"Oh, well, she always wanted to help and was super bright and cheery but is still super kind and not annoying." He says.

"오, 감사합니다 but I'm always like that. That's not just Christmas Spirit. It's Dayeon Spirit." She says.

"Just accept the compliment." Yoona says tiredly. "Let's move on, shall we? 카이씨, do you want to pick one?"

"Sure." He reaches over to grab a paper. He grabs a purple one. We continue with questions and start to play some games.

"Our first game is a test." Minseok 형 explains.

"Ahhhh, we're not in school! 시험을 받는거 싫어요!" I whine slightly flailing my arms and legs like a child.

"This will be a more fun test," Minseok 형 continues calmly, ignoring me, "In your 'couples', you will take a test to see how well you guys know each other. Whichever gets the highest score wins 3 points, 2nd place, 2 points, 3rd place, 1 point. 알겠어요 여러분?" We nod. One of the staff members passes 형 a stack of clipboards and he hands each of us a clipboard. "Guys, spread out, we don't want anyone to cheat, do we?" As we spread out, I look at the form, it was the typical questions, favorite color, animal, things like that. Aish... I never asked her those, I should've asked. After 15, everyone was about done with their quizzes and returned back to their seats.

"Ahhh, now that we have finished the tests, let us now look at the answers. With your partner, check your answers and let us know your scores." The camera starts going around, filming the couples as they compare their answers. Dayeon got almost all my answers right, turns out she did a background check on everyone in EXO and now has random facts in her head from the weird websites she looked at. Me, on the the other hand, only got half right. Better than none I guess. We got about 85% average. Lucky for us, that was pretty high. Sehun and Suah got 60%. Junmyeon and Bora got 50%. Chanyeol and Sunny got 45%. Jongin and Yoona got 25%.

"Great start for this live right? Good thing you did a background check on all of us. Did you think we were gangsters or something? Why did you do a background check?" I tease Dayeon. She blushes and hides her face with the clipboard.

"I like knowing stuff..."

"Congratulations on your 3 points, dream team." Chanyeol gives us a thumbs-up. We played charades next, which was hilarious by the way, and of course, the dancers won. Don't worry though, we got second. 5 points... we're still in the lead.

"Lastly, the game we all have been waiting for, the 빼빼로 게임! 여러분, 이 게임이 아시죠? Since we do, let's just start." Kyungsoo starts.

"Dream team, you want to go first, or last?" I look over to Dayeon.

"Let's get this over with, we'll go first." Ouch, that hurt.

"You want to get this over with? Am I that boring?" I tease. We were passed a 빼빼로 stick. I bit on one end, she did the other. "도전!" I say with the stick in my mouth. We bite until our lips are touching but not fully. I let go and let the stick fall into my hand.

"와... 되게 짧아..." Dayeon whispers.

"How are we supposed to beat THAT?!" Sehun says.

"I have no idea... just lose?" Suah says.

"Yeah, we already lost." They shake their heads. The others have a hard time getting close to our 1 cm stick. Junmyeon 형 and Bora just kissed, they ate the whole stick. Smh...

"I guess the winners are Baekhyunnie and Dayeonnie." Bora says, slightly dazed from the kiss.

"8 points, not bad... we're in first place right?" I ask.

"Yeah, you never told us what the prize was." Dayeon follows.

"Oh, 맞다. That was the last game and the prize, I don't know but it's this box soo... here you go." Jongdae says. He hands us a wrapped present from under the tree.

"열어." I hand the box to Dayeon. She rips it open, her eyes lighting up at what was in the box.

"오빠, 오빠!" she pats my shoulder in excitement. "한우이야! 이거 봐!" I look inside the box and a smile immediately appears on my face.

"Why didn't you tell us the prize earlier?! We would tried harder!" Junmyeon complains.

"So you didn't try your hardest?"

"No, we did, but we would've tried harder."

"아무튼, we got 한우 and you didn't, haha..." I taunt.

"Okay, since 다연 and 백현이 won, you guys will sing your duet song in our new album, "Christmas Spirit"!" They pass us a microphone as the melody starts to play. 다연 starts singing the verse solo and then I start harmonizing. As we finish the song, I hear the others clap.

Masterlist

[meitanteisachi]

*raises hand eagerly as if in class* I'm curious, so here! 4, 8, 10, 20, 22, 26/27, 30, 40, 41 and 48! So sorry if it's too much, ignore if it's too much! Hope you're having a lovely weekend! - artycreaty (Aina)

Yay, I love the questions! I’ll try to answer them all Aina! Thank you! ♥️ Will put the rest under the cut ‘cuz long answer ahead!

4. Do you regret getting involved in any fandoms?

Oh not at all! :) Fortunately the fandoms I belong to aren’t toxic or at least the users I follow aren’t toxic, thus making my fandom experience a lot enjoyable and worthwhile. I owe it to them that I do not regret joining those fandoms!

8. How did you get involved in your latest fandom?

I would say Jujutsu Kaisen but I haven’t invested in it that much yet since I’m waiting for the first season to finish. So I’ll answer with my second to the latest fandom - Naruto! I got involved because my mutuals over here (hi trouvelle and purplellamanator!!) post a lot about Naruto and I got curious. So I watched the first part on Netflix and DAMN. My two months went by in a flash. 😂 720 episodes and 10+ movies later, here I am, a Naruto trash but most especially, a Kakashi simp. HAHAHA.

10.  Is there a fandom you read fic from but don’t write in?

Yes! Almost all my fandoms except Detective Conan. 😂 I read fics of Boku no Hero Academia, Naruto, and Kimetsu no Yaiba but I never published any fic for these series. I’m good with just reading fics made by others. ♡

20. Any ships which you surprised yourself by liking?

Yes, in Naruto, I’m quite surprised I find myself liking KakaSaku. I shall admit it’s one of the ships out there that get lots of hate because, well. But I will not tolerate it when people conclude that people who support the ship support p*dophilia. I won’t dig into that further because I might ramble. Haha! Anyway aside from KakaSaku, other ships which I surprisingly like in Naruto are KakaObi, KakaRin, KakaObiRin, SasoSaku, ItaSaku, ShikaIno, etc. For BNHA, BakuCamie, BakuMomo, and BakuJirou. It’s all surprising because those who know me know that before all of these, I mostly ship canon pairings. But then, idk, Naruto changed my life and widened my lens to a variety of rare, unique, non-canon pairings with dynamics I love and I want to tinker with.

I just have to add to this, the main reason I ship is because I enjoy characters’ dynamics. I ship because I enjoy how the ship works and that’s it. Sometimes one doesn’t have to necessarily ascribe to it any sort of ethical meaning. After all, shipping is about finding comfort in two (or more) fictional characters’ interactions with each or one another - there are lots of varieties. Certainly that doesn’t equate me being a bad/immoral person because I know for myself what’s right or wrong. Fictional characters won’t let me affect my stance on irl sensitive issues. Okay so I did ramble a little.

22. Is there anything you regret writing?

No! Certain cringe-y scenes probably yes, but not the whole fic. I don’t regret writing any of my fics because I knew they gave me joy once. <3

27. What do you hate more: Coming up with titles or writing summaries?

Writing! Summaries! It’s tedious. It’s troublesome. It’s difficult! What do they mean I have to summarize the whole story in less than three sentences?! I can’t! What if the summary turns out bad? People will lose the chance of reading the actual fic which may actually change their lives! Yeah, I hate writing summaries. Hahaha.

30. What inspires you to write?

My daydreams principally inspire me to write. ✨ Following close are the reviews and kind feedbacks I get from people. ♡ 

40. What do you struggle the most with in your writing?

I struggle with expositions, world-building, and dialogue. 😵 You know how I have it all mapped in my brain but when I convert the thoughts into actual words, my fingers do nothing but hover over the keyboard. What do I type?? What shall person B say in response to person A? What sentence shall I type after this sentence to make it flow smoothly? Ah, the questions I ask myself every single time I write. 

41. List and link to 5 fanfics you are currently reading:

I have several Ao3 tabs open rn and imma handpick some:

why don’t you say so (Ch 19) by frazzledazzle (BNHA kacchako)

Cost of Freedom (Ch 19) by MintChocolateLeaves (DCMK)

we were screaming colour (only a possibility) (Ch 33) by mouseymightymarvellous (Naruto kakasaku)

The Night Off by SpicedGold (Naruto shikatema)

Black Roses by Fyliwion (DCMK kaiao)

48. Do you leave reviews when you read fanfiction? Why/Why not?

95% of the time I do! Very rarely do I not leave reviews. As a fellow writer, I understand how frustrating it can be to have someone read your work and not say anything. It makes you anxious or paranoid or lose your drive to write more fics. That’s why I always make it a point to leave a comment after reading any fic I read, may it be just an emoji or a simple ‘I like it!’. Writers deserve feedback after spending hours making their craft and mustering the courage to offer their masterpiece for the world to read. :) 

[booknerdateen]

Stalking Jack the Ripper Series Review

My rate: 10/10

I have officially finished this series. This review will contain spoilers but i will warn y’all for each book when it comes. But let’s begin shall we!

Edit: I stopped writing it cuz it was getting late I ended up forgetting about this, so yea.

*Stalking Jack the Ripper*

This book contains everything I love (okay not everything, but in this case everything). We got Jack the Ripper, 1800s London (50/50 on 1800s cuz we all know how women and girls were treated), an amazing protagonist who don’t care for society rules/gender roles, and forensics/true crime. This was actually my first read for 2018. Like legit, I began readining this on New Years Day (January 1st). I think it took me either couple weeks or the month to read. I just loved this book throughout reading it.

Spoilers

Okay. Idk how I wanted to start the spoilers aspect. Aurdey Rose is honestly me (except being centuries apart). I love the fact how she can be a....idk how to put this....a lady and she knows how to cut bodies. That did not makes since....if it did, thank you for knowing what I was trying to say. Trying to think of analogy....ah yes it’s like how the princesses and queen in Shrek 3, they be all nice and princessey and next thing you know, the Queen freakin kicks down the wall with her foot...maybe head...it’s been a while. Thomas dang Cresswell...I want a Thomas in my life. All I have to say...jk but yea. My suspicions of Thomas of being The Ripper was in the beginning, I also think I had suspected Uncle as well, but that I do not know, then suspected Audrey Rose’s father. But nope! It was freakin Nathaniel! Legit plot twist!

*Hunting Prince Dracula*

This was a good book! In the beginning Thomas and Audey Rose head to Romania, the home of Dracula! The explanation mark wasn’t necessarily but I wanted to be dramatic. They go to the...Bran Castle where Headmaster Moldoveanu teaches forensic science. There they embark on a strange yet familiar folk tale of Dracula and victims seeming of vampire bite marks.

Spoilers

My goodness this book! We get to see Audrey Rose (a female) in a all boys school basically and I loved it! We got to meet Anastasia who also wants to learn the subject. Meeting Daciana and Illeana and we got a lesbian couple in the 1800s. LGBTQ+ representation yall! Okay im good now. That one dude sketching Audrey Rose, definitely creepy, but I think we got to see why he did that. Although I would like to see the sketch. The injections making it appear to be fang marks, bodies being blood drained...i legit didn’t see that coming. The Order and how Daciana and Illeana being in it as well. Thomas being the rightful heir of Dracula. Aka the Prince of Dracula! Oh my goodness this book had me!

*Escaping From Houdini*

This was my first preorder of the series and in general. When I saw what the preorder would consist of (tarot cards based on the book, certification saying the signature was real...i think that was it....), I had to get it. I read this book while during Christmas time last year as we went to California (I got family up there). I also decided to try and sticky note it...i think it was like 3 chapters I did it with, but yea. The two, along with Uncle and...I forgot her name set sailed on Euphuria where there is a traveling carnival and murders...dun dun dunnnn! It was really good.

Spoliers

Freakin Mesphitos...i know I spled his name wrong. I have no words to describe him honestly. Definitely clever that is for sure. Liza in the carnival and dating the one and only Harry freakin Houdini! Liza being in the carnival did surprise me cuz I never thought Liza would run off to the circus. The murders being...compiled, no that’s not it...idk the word...as the tarot cards is honestly a clever analogy of it. I do admit the murders seemed gruesome (which I do like, but little too much in this case) and as always I do want to see what the murders looked liked. Mesphitos and Audrey Rose mini romance surprised but I wanted more 😬😁 does that make me a bad person? Thomas “proposing to Audrey Rose like yessss! My OTP!

*Capturing the Devil*

When I found out this book was up for preorder like the day of it, I legit was like “you know what, Imma spend my money!” I was so excited when it came. As a fan of true crime and knowing the book is set at the Chicago World Fair, I was like “we getting freakin H.H Holmes!” likes yesss! The plot twists were really good. I was legit so sad I finished the book and the series. I literally made a dedication of the series on my bookstagram, I was that sadened I finished it.

Spoilers

My goodness! H.H Holmes being the fact he was on it with Audrey’s brother. Random fact: there is a theory that H. H is really Jack the Ripper, so him being in on the murders there was really good. The letters, I read that part on the way to campus and was so intrigued. I gasped when Audrey Rose bumped into H.H in the beginning like ahhhh! Or mayber it wasnt her...idk at the moment. Thomas being in an arranged marriage cuz of his evil father definitely had me. The dude even threatened his sister, like mannn! I mean thankfully, it did work out. The way they caught H.H and saving Audrey Rose was crazy. The wedding was good. The first wedding was beautiful like I was ready to cry, but the actual wedding wasn’t as beautiful. They did marry, but the ending left me with questions. Ya know? What ither murders did they solve? Did they have kids? These are the answers we need!!! Okay, I’m good now.

In general

I have never been this engrossed with a series since Hunger Games and that was when the first movie came out. I never preordered a book before until this series. It is so amazing, so wonderful, full of crime stopping lovers and ahhhh. I definitely recommend this series. 10/10!

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20-30!

Thank you so much for asking!!!!

20. Favorite character to write?

Already answered, but I don’t mind re-answering cuz I thought maybe I’d narrow my three way tie, but alas, no lol. Still a tie between Ahkmenrah, Snafu, and Skwisgaar.

21. Least favorite character to write? 

Ooh-tbh, Larry from NATM just because I feel like I always make him an asshole? Like, I haven’t published all my fic ideas for NATM because I keep making him really mean? And in some it works but in others I’m like ‘jesus chill Lee he’s just a Dude trying his best’ but also at the same time I feel the way Stiller played him and his character arc means he’s got some major ego to him as the films go on? Idk that isn’t a hot take or anything just me being frustrated with Ben Stiller lol

22. Favorite story you’ve ever written? 

Hard choice, because I love all my kids, but I cried after writing this one lol: https://aboutthatmelancholystorm.tumblr.com/post/186781309036/you-know-that-i-love-you

It hit some personal stuff for me, so to be able to have it work organically in a fic so I could also like, mini therapy session myself? Cool af. Also, ppl seemed to like this a lot too, and while that validation isn’t the only reason I write, it’s always cool when my writing makes ppl happy. 

23. Least favorite story you’ve ever written? 

I don’t really have a least favorite, but I do have some I’m more frustrated with, due to how long they took me to write, etc. Currently? The answer to this is my Mark the Date series because A. it is taking me a day and an age to finish it and B. I feel like it kinda flopped, so it’s hard to pull up any energy to finish it, but like...I may as well now lol. I’ll get it done eventually.

24. Favorite scene you’ve written? 

Oh god tbh I have too many I love just cuz like

I can go back to how I felt writing them and yeah

But as of most recent fics, I really this bit: 

-Snafu patted the blanket near his head, and waited for Eugene to put out his pipe and lay back beside him before snuggling close to him. “You could be right. Could be God. Could just be love.” “How’s that?” “I think love has its own way. Even before you meet someone, even before you know you’re fallin’ for ‘em. Love’s just…out there, like the air or somethin’. Finds you when the time is right, and finds who you click with. You gotta do the rest, the stayin’ in love part, but that bringing together, that first spark…that’s love just existing, and doin’ what it needs to so the world keeps spinnin’, so people make it through tough shit,” Snafu replied. “I like that,” Eugene said. “Think love did a good job with us. Makin’ sure we found each other.” Snafu pressed a kiss softly to the corner of Eugene’s mouth. “Sure did. Wouldn’t ever want to be with anyone else. I don’t even know what that looks like, and I don’t want to.” “Same here,” Eugene’s mouth was warm as he kissed him back. “Here’s to love for making sure you found me.” -

from this fic: https://aboutthatmelancholystorm.tumblr.com/post/186926226531/absolution-is-the-taste-of-your-lips

Because I’m sappy af more than I let on, and also this was a chance to like, write out my own feelings via Snafu. And that was a pretty cool and fulfilling thing for me, ya know? 

25. Favorite line you’ve ever written? 

oh god this is another hard one to narrow down but

I always come back to this line and go ‘oh shit did I really write that. Nah, someone better than me at this had to have. They briefly possessed me or something”:  

-Music and talking and shouting and footsteps collide kaleidoscopic in his ears, but none bearing the one sound that he’d run to if he heard it.-

from this fic, mentioned twice now in this post lol: https://aboutthatmelancholystorm.tumblr.com/post/186781309036/you-know-that-i-love-you

I really love alliteration, and for me this line just sums up how it feels to walk thru a city when you aren’t just wandering really, but are looking or waiting for someone, and have that awful yet sometimes good feeling of expecting to hear or see them but it feels like you’re waiting or searching forever and in the meantime the city just lives on around you, a stopped platelet stuck in a vein full of vitality. Like, idk if it hit any of my readers that way, but that’s what I was trying to get across lol, so the line always hits me hard in a good way when I scroll thru my writing tag and see it. 

26. Story you’re most proud of? 

Gosh

I gotta choose just one kid for this aldsfkja I’m bad at choosing I love my gaggle of ragtag goofballs. I have an original piece I’d choose for this, but I’ve never posted it on here, so I’m gonna choose out of my fanfic on here instead.

One I am really proud of is this one: https://aboutthatmelancholystorm.tumblr.com/post/186781309036/you-know-that-i-love-you

and I know it’s the third time it’s been part of an answer on here but

I really love this one idk. Thinking back to how I felt while writing it, how it all flowed in a certain way. The whole experience was just something else, and I’m proud of this one in a certain way I find myself, funnily enough, unable to describe. 

27. Best review you ever got? 

Okay this sounds cheesy but like

I really do love and appreciate every review or review-like thing I’ve ever gotten so I can’t choose just one for this

Like, y’all gotta understand, I’ve deleted some of it and erased traces of it from my blog, but I’ve written for years on here, I have some stuff on my ao3, and for the longest time I got nothing back, or very nearly nothing. Maybe a few likes, but no comments and not much else. I always just rolled with it and assumed I just wasn’t writing anything good enough to inspire reviews. Idk if that’s true or not, but in any case it means I cherish every comment, like, reblog, and anything review-like in nature because I’m so grateful to have it now, and I know it could well be pure luck that I stumbled up on a really supportive bunch of fandoms with great readers. 

In other words, thank y’all for every kind word and like and reblog and also I may be an immortal feeding off of validation of my art, but we’ll see on that last bit, because I haven’t tested it. 

28. Worst review you ever got?

One from middle school. I’d just finished my very first novel, gave it to a friend to read, and he said it ‘smacked of being too fanciful and childish, something only kids and women would read’ (it was a YA fantasy novel so I mean... what exactly he expected, idk cuz he knew what it was before I gave it to him, like it’s supposed to have those elements as a lot of these sorts of novels/stories do, and that isn’t a bad thing about them at all, so like...what his damage was idek.)

Also this is the same dude who texts me randomly and is really weird abt his friendship with me and happens to be an English teacher now (RIP to his students.) 

Anyway, after he said that I tossed a review right back, because well, middle school and also I was very upset with him because I’d not asked for anything other than a general ‘if you picked this up randomly and started it, would it suck you in enough to keep reading or would you put it down’ like that was literally all I needed him to answer for me. So I told him his latest novel (his second at that point) was essentially just him masturbating to his own opinions (because he’s an arguer, who loves to tell ppl they’re always wrong, and that’s by his own admission) for one hundred pages, and not in a way that anyone else would care to read. He was pissed, but so was I. We didn’t talk for a good week, and we had almost all our classes together lol. 

Like, getting nothing back in review sucks too, but this one has stuck with me forever. Best part? I mentioned it to him a few years back, and he only vaguely remembered it, and followed it with “but I’ve said a lot of rough stuff about your work. I mean, it deserved it at the time, but you might be good at this someday!” 

I didn’t smack him, but I really, really wanted to. 

29. Favorite story/poem of another author

This doesn’t specify on Tumblr or not, so I’ve got two: one from outside tumblr, and one from on here.

A. When I have Fears That I May Cease to Be by John Keats

When I have fears that I may cease to be   Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain,Before high-pilèd books, in charactery,   Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain;When I behold, upon the night’s starred face,   Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,And think that I may never live to trace   Their shadows with the magic hand of chance;And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,   That I shall never look upon thee more,Never have relish in the faery power   Of unreflecting love—then on the shoreOf the wide world I stand alone, and thinkTill love and fame to nothingness do sink.

B. Again, this Tumblr one could be a huge ass list because y’all on here are amazing, but one I’ve been rereading over and over again recently is @xmxisxforxmaybe ‘s Remnants series, which can be found here: https://xmxisxforxmaybe.tumblr.com/post/186702235396/remnants-complete-work

Like, Ahk as a character is captured so well, and I love the way the plot twines and also when the smut comes up? Very good A+ smut, something I value pretty highly on and off Tumblr because man, sometimes smut is just work to write, so I appreciate it when it’s really good. All around, this series has captured my heart and I legit have a link to it saved on multiple devices so if I need something to read, I can just pull it up right away. 

30. Hardest part of writing? 

Self-doubt. It’s the biggest hurdle for any artist, regardless of the art in question I think, but with writing it seems to double down a lot. Like, you have to really get out of your own head, even as you spend all your time there with your writing ideas. Shit gets weird and twisted, man. 

For the longest time, I really let self-doubt defeat me too, and I regret the time I lost to that. I still get hit with it randomly, cause I don’t think it every really goes away for any writer, not even the big names like Stephen King or Neil Gaiman (who I’m half tempted to @ on here purely because I wanna know his feelings on this stuff because I respect and admire him as an artist and his thoughts very much, but also he’s a very busy man so I’m not gonna bug him by doing that lol.) 

All there is to do is to work with it, push past it, and most importantly keep writing. I have days where that feels like the hardest thing, but each day I manage to get past it and get the words down? I let myself feel proud of that, and mark it as an achievement in my Big Book of Stuff I’ve Done in This Life. 

[comicteaparty]

April 3rd-April 9th, 2019 Reader Favorites Archive

The archive for the Reader Favorites chat that occurred from April 3rd, 2019 to April 9th, 2019.  The chat focused on the following question:

What webcomic inspired you to get into webcomics?  Please tell us about your journey. 

lonelytuatara

there were several for me but I think Sakana was one of the biggest inspirations for me! http://www.sakana-comic.com/ since Mad talks a lot about her process with the comic it really helped make it feel less like some kinda magic that I didn’t know how to do and more like something I could try myself

RebelVampire

honestly i find this to be a difficult question. im old enough to remember when internet wasnt a thing. so when it became a thing, there were basically always webcomics. and it was just kind of like...a normal thing to be read on the internet just as much as anything else. i never saw it as a lesser medium as some ppl have experienced. it was just always there along with the internet so it always felt natural to me to read them if they seemed interesting. that being said, if i had to pick the first webcomic that ever made me stick around for a long time, it was Bleedman's Powerpuff Girls D fancomic. Besides the fact it was super popular at the time, i just thought it was really different. like the art popped a lot more than other comics at the time (that i knew of at least), the story was way less comedy more actually serious material, and just in general i enjoyed the story telling. https://www.snafu-comics.com/swmseries/powerpuffgirls/

Iris

homestuck was the biggest one for me, but others like Witchy, Lady of the Shard, and Tuppence for Stardust are also big inspirations

€heshire777

I kind of networked out from online newspaper comics into actual webcomics and beyond, it's kind of hard to tell but I think Skin Horse (http://skin-horse.com/) was pretty much the first webcomic I got into.(edited)

RebelVampire

cause a true hyperlink comes with the http part. http://skin-horse.com/

also please wrap the hyperlink in < and > so the embed is prevented. it keeps the chat cleaner @€heshire777(edited)

yes sorry XD

im multi tasking and didnt notice the wrong tag

€heshire777

S'fine

I know that guy from a different server too

RebelVampire

@Iris please make sure to link the comics next time https://www.homestuck.com/ http://witchycomic.com/ https://gigidigi.itch.io/lady https://tapas.io/series/tuppenceforstardust

Iris

oh crud, sorry. I'm tired and absent-minded this morning

Respheal

I'm a keenspace child apparently, 'cuz my first introductions to webcomics were Saturnalia (https://web.archive.org/web/20070705042710/http://www.spacecoyote.com/comics/sat/) and RPG World (http://rpgworld.keenspace.com/). Both are dead now, although RPG World has a sorta-creator-blessed fan revival (http://rpgworld.the-comic.org/) And then I sorta fell away from them for a bit, mostly, until a friend threw Mokepon (http://mokepon.smackjeeves.com/) and The Property of Hate (http://tpoh.smackjeeves.com/) at me and now I'm back xD

kayotics

I started reading webcomics back in the early 2000’s so I was consuming everything that was available, but I think the first one that actually made me think “I want my art to be like that” was The Meek https://www.meekcomic.com/ Up until that point I read mostly video game comics and they were funny but not inspiring me to make a comic. The Meek was gorgeous and interesting in a way that I hadn’t seen before.

varethane

A friend of mine made a webcomic in the early 2000s and I will not link it because it baaad, but that was my introduction to webcomics-- though when I started reading Terinu ( http://www.terinu.com/ ) and Lackadaisy Cats ( https://www.lackadaisycats.com/ ) was when I started wanting to make one of my own

The Meek and Gunnerkrigg Court were also early influences for me

oh, and hero! I loved this comic back in the day http://invisiblecities.comicgenesis.com/story.html

there were a handful of others that are no longer around, like Vampirates and Goodbye Chains and Astray3, all of which have vanished forever

Delphina

Acid Reflux (http://acidreflux.ficwad.com/) was the first webcomic I really got into back in 2000. The humor was a great blend of anime and light fantasy, which is definitely my happy place. The forum/IRC communities were big for the time too (and of course there was no social media back then outside of what people hosted themselves). When I started my own comic, one of my goals was to have a community like that.

varethane

yeah I totally used to hang out on the terinu forums and shared fanart and stuff XD

(and on my friends' forum which shall not be named)

Delphina

Yeah, standards were different back then XDDD

varethane

ohhhh yeahhh.

Nutty (Court of Roses)

The first webcomic I got into was Looking for Group https://www.lfg.co/. I'm a huge sucker for medieval settings, so my influences revolve around core fantasy, like Legend of Zelda and Lord of the Rings, but I also LOVE for my fantasy to not be taken as seriously with a good sense of humor, like LFG, Discworld, Dungeons and Dragons, and even The Adventure Zone. Seeing them create a graphic novel was sort of a catalyst for me deciding to make my own. I hope I do well for myself to contribute to the unique fantasy/comedy genre!(edited)

Brodnork

I actually started making webcomics before I knew they were a thing

When I was super young I made comic strips inspired by Calvin and Hobbes all the time

And when I got a deviantart account I started posting them

I think Calvin and Hobbes was a huge inspiration for my early work

Although I really started taking comics seriously when I started reading Cucumber Quest

https://cucumber.gigidigi.com/(edited)

Cucumber Quest

gigi

Calvin and Hobbes really inspired me to make comedy comics, and I loved the variety of backgrounds that were drawn in it

Cucumber Quest has lovely colours and a well written story, so I looked at pages from it a lot when I started teaching myself how to make colour palettes

magusferox

Anybody here read Kill Six Billion Demons? Epic stuff imo https://killsixbilliondemons.com/

€heshire777

Now I am

mika

i should make a tumblr page with all my favs

rae

for my old comic I put a bunch of my favs in the links section because I wanted more people to read them. XD

varethane

That's what I did too XD

though it's gotten a little bit out of date and I haven;t made a new one yet for my new comic

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

I keep my active reading list on ComicRocket these days (https://www.comic-rocket.com/users/SailorPtah/), and when they finish...or stop updating...I move them to the on-site reclist (http://www.bicatperson.com/links/references/finished-comics/).

Some of the oldest ones I remember reading are Venus Envy, Catball & Clown Girl, Boy Meets Boy, 1/0, Alternate Delusions, and girly. (So, also a Keenspace child, lol.) http://www.venusenvycomic.com/index.php http://catball.comicgenesis.com/ http://boymeetsboy.keenspot.com/ http://oneoverzero.comicgenesis.com/ http://altdelusions.comicgen.com/ http://girlyyy.com/

ShaRose49

The first webcomic I ever read was Michelle Phan’s Helios Femina, Just cause I was a fan of her makeup tutorials. I started reading it but stopped and then when I started making my own webcomics last year I got into it again, but the story turned out to be not my thing, but freaking gorgeous art. Then I got into Planet Ace, Shiori, and webtoons like UnOrdinary and Spaceboy, and The Villain. Just sooooo good brings back some great summer memories. http://planet-ace.smackjeeves.com/ https://m.webtoons.com/en/fantasy/helios-femina/list?title_no=638&webtoon-platform-redirect=true https://m.webtoons.com/en/challenge/the-villain/list?title_no=188266&page=1&webtoon-platform-redirect=true https://www.smackjeeves.com/comicprofile.php?id=143025 https://m.webtoons.com/en/fantasy/unordinary/list?title_no=679&page=1&webtoon-platform-redirect=true https://m.webtoons.com/en/drama/space-boy/list?title_no=400&page=1&webtoon-platform-redirect=true(edited)

RebelVampire

@ShaRose49 please wrap the links in < and > to prevent the embed

ShaRose49

Oh sorry!

Do you just stick the link in between <>?

€heshire777

yep

Make sure there's no space though

ShaRose49

Okeydokey!

I’ll definitely do that next time

ShaRose49

Oh can I edit?

I really don’t know discord that well

€heshire777

Hold click/press the message for options(edited)

RebelVampire

i think thats mobile only

on desktop you hit the three dots on the right

€heshire777

ah

ShaRose49

Fixed!

RebelVampire

thank you~!

ShaRose49

No prob thanks for helping me

€heshire777

sure

[rapmoniepapi]

The Cafe (Bts gang au)

A/n: My ass really finished the rest of my part? Wooooooow Anyway if you missed the first part this is a multiple part series collaboration with @imunsavy

Summary: You thought you’d be experiencing a new hang out and maybe meet some nice new people. Though, your expectations couldn’t have been farther from the truth…

Part 1, Part 2

You woke up to the sound of the door knob jiggling. You wiped the drool dribbled down your chin and flipped your pillow over so whoever came in wouldn’t see the pool of slobber you had left behind.

“Yo up and at em Y/n. Next up as your train conductor, Jungkook.” Namjoon said as he barged in with pajamas still on.

“No breakfast?” You asked with concern while rubbing your eyes.

“Ahh right,” he yawned, “Get ready and I’ll go down to the cafe and get you something. Any requests?” You told him what you wanted then continued to find some athletic clothes from what you scrummaged yesterday. He came back in only a few minutes and explained to you what you’re tasks were for the day as you ate. First you’d have to deal with the youngest and newest (before you, that is) of the group.

Namjoon then took you down to the room you two would be practicing in. The room was quite smaller than the last one, only containing a soft mat and a few punching bags in the corners.

“Take it easy on her.” Namjoon said to the man wrapping up his knuckles. He chuckled in response to him. “I’m serious, Kook. Boss won’t like it if you fuck up yet another mission. Especially two in a row. Y/n,” He turned to you. “Don’t be a push over. This idiot doesn’t like be told what to do so if he goes off track, put him in his place. Also,” he pointed up to yet another two-way mirror. “We’ll be watching.” You nodded towards Namjoon as he left the two of you in the solo room.

The man stepped onto the mat whilst clapping his hands together, “Shall we get started princess.” You shook your head in response. “Okay let’s start with some stretches. Make sure to do them thoroughly. I don’t need Yoongi coming after me cuz you got a cramp in the midst of training.” You did as you were told and followed his directions. You began by pulling your arm over your head to touch your back. You’d copied this with your other arm and so on. Jungkook finally seemed to come around when he started to give you specific assignments.

“Touch your toes but keep your legs straight.” He demanded as he walked behind you to fix your posture. “That’s good, little one.” He smirked. He pushed your back down a bit to help you further your reach. “That’s it... keep like that for a couple seconds... Good, now let’s do the dive bomber push-up. Basically start out with a push-up and lifts your hips up into the air.” He showed you a demonstration before letting you start. “I’ll stay behind just incase you lose your balance.”

As you tried to lift your hips up the soreness from the day before got to you, leading you to almost fall over. That is until Jungkook took a hold of you.

You heard muffled screaming and bangs from the two way mirror. “Aren’t the rooms soundproof?” You asked.

Jungkooks lips quivered into an eery smile, “Someone must’ve touched Yoongi’s snack if he’s that upset. Anyway don’t mind him.”

He proceeded to start the next stretch until some very loud feedback erupted from the speakers followed by a voice, “Jungkook!” You heard over Jungkook covering your ears for you. “I gave you an order! Stop disobeying me and do as you’re told. Don’t make me go in there and give you an example of what I need done!” Yoongi snapped.

Jungkook only sighed and put his hands down, “Well that’s enough of the fun... Let’s get to work.” For the remainder of the session he only taught you how to block hits and basically how to avoid any surprise attacks. He was surprisingly less rude than you’d had imagine but you were sure it was only because there was an audience watching.

The next training was obnoxiously boring. Of course you wouldn’t dare say that to Namjoons face though. He taught you all there was to know about the trajectory of bullets and weights of gun. Basically anything mathematical, Namjoon somehow knew it. But you did learn how to perfectly shoot a target so it wasn’t all bad and he’s kind. He kept offering you candy while eating them. He’s a sweet guy with a sweet tooth.

The upcoming guy was rather quiet and cold. With one of his eyes gone though, you wouldn’t expect him to be bubble gum and unicorns. Taehyung sat you down in a room full of shelves that had loads of scrap metal pieces everywhere. He took out a gun from the back of his pants which lets be real here, scared the crap out of you for a moment. “Take it apart.” He said.

“I don’t know how.” You mumbled out.

“Watch me Cuz I’m only gonna do this once.” He told you as he took hold of the gun. He started separating it piece by piece then put it back together again. It took you a couple times to get it down but Taehyung helped you out everytime you messed up. It wasn’t a bad time for you, just a bit awkward with the way he acted, less so, towards you.

By the end of that one you had been starving but Yoongi told you you had one more member to train with for the day.

“This one, in my opinion, is more fun out of the others but I’ll let Hope show you the ropes.” He said as he gestured towards the room at the end of the hall. Yoongi had closed the door behind you leaving you to an empty room with another room attached to it. That room had windows letting you see into it. There was a whole system full of buttons and a microphone which made you think it was some kind of music studio. As you leaned closer to take a better view you jumped back when Jhope walked into the attached room.

“I didn’t mean to give you a fright there Y/n.” He chuckled into the microphone. “What we’re doing here is a simulation. You’ll have to find your way out of the ‘maze’ while avoiding whatever comes your way. The guys will be in here in a second.”

You nodded at his words through the glass and watched as he made a whole jungle appear before your eyes with holograms.

“Please be careful Y/n. Some of these have laser triggers in them that can burn you.”

“Oh great.” You thought to yourself. “Now I have to be extra careful so I don’t become a piece of steak.”

“If you look up at the wall you’ll see an arrow pointing to where you have to get to. Also every time you hear three beeps there’ll be something new popping up. Try to stay away from those too because well, this is kind of a death trap. Okay! Go!” He said in a positive voice.

You immediately panicked as your eyes rapidly hit every which way. You made the decision to go under some leaves from the left side only to hit more jungle. You heard the three beeps then some buzzing. You looked around to see where it was coming from. When you finally looked up there was a gather of bees from upon you that shot straight down. You screamed and scrambled as they touched and zapped you.

The noises were just as realistic as the trees and bushes although your feet did squeak against the flat gym floor. You ran towards these two paths but weren’t sure which one to take. “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers let him go. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. My mother told me. To pick the very best one. And you are it.” You called out as you pointed with every syllable. You followed your finger which led you to the left path.

“What a way you pick them. A pretty face and bam, you're all ears.” Jungkook said from inside the booth to which Yoongi only glared. “I mean seriously who bases their survival abilities on a nursery rhyme.”

“You better shut it before he gives you a good one upside the head.” Jimin whispered but Jungkook ignored.

“And another thing, why are you going so easy on her?! When I did it you had lions and cockroaches a-and evil crows after me all at once! And I hadn’t eaten in days which made me delirious!” Jungkook yelled out. “Nobodies going to listen to me? Fine! I’ll do this myself.” He said as he determinedly rushed his way to the control center pushing Jhope out of the way. He started pressing any button he could releasing all types of lasers and holographic animals.

In your vision you saw and heard these animals but without any warning. You ran your fastest but as you turned a corner you stood in front of a giant gorilla and as you tried to reverse your steps you twisted your ankle. As you screamed in pain the gorillas hands weren’t so holographic anymore as when it grabbed you by your arms the lasers burned you, sizzling your skin.

“Jungkook! What in the fuck are you doing!?” Yoongi knocked him down. “Jhope get this fucking shit under control. Taehyung go get Jin and tell him it’s an emergency! Namjoon take Jungkook to my office.”

Yoongi bursted through the door connected the the room and ran to you. The jungle faded away as you fell to the ground. “H-hey! Y/n! Are you okay? Stay awake!” He said as he cradled your head onto his lap albeit you passed out from the pain.

[felinecyan]

If you’re like me and have a crazy obsession with Soldier Boy/Jensen Ackles (and you’re not a minor), you need to read this series 👏👏 It’s so good I can’t even DESCRIBE. It isn’t finished just yet but the writer nails SB’s personality so well it makes you feel as though you’re a part of the show. So yeah, go read it🤚You won’t regret it, I promise you. Unless you’re a minor cuz then I shall MAKE you regret it.

Series summary: You're a paramedic and you find Soldier Boy at the wreckage at Vought Tower. He forces you to help him get away, so you take him home.

Series warnings and content: Spoilers for the s3 finale, angst, slow burn, smut, like lots of it, minors dni, talks of PTSD, Soldier Boy being Soldier Boy bc he's a warning on his own, alternative ending for the finale.

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

*means part contains smut

Thank you for reading!

[stargleeksil-blog]

Criminal Minds s05e06 “The Eyes Have It” review - or more aptly named, gross, yet it’s cool to see Derek in charge. Cool and hot.

Episode 06 – The Eyes Have It

Hey guys! So let’s dive into it, it’s a Saturday here and I want to get this done before the week starts tomorrow.

So, the episode’s name is pretty cryptic, and by knowing this show for four seasons now, this might actually include human eyes, eesh. Not looking forward to that.

Let’s see what happens.

Of course, previously on Criminal Minds to make us understand that Morgan is gonna be the head. Wait … they’re showing Tamara? Uh-oh.

Creepy dude pouring ice, he has a sharp melon-baller, I don’t like this.

And now he’s snooping on people from roofs. Ugh.

So he’s going after the girls? Oh god.

And why are they walking alone in a parking lot at night? That’s like textbook dumbassery.

Called it.

Unfortunately.

Wait. They’re getting coffee together? I don’t like this. I don’t like this at all.

Uh yeah, Derek got a temporary promotion. Awesome.

“It’s complicated.”

What are we, on Facebook?

No one should be allowed to look this pretty.

So he went to the hearing of that fucker with her? Fuck. He’s so perfect.

“I think that the only time that I have felt sane at all in the past few weeks is when I’ve talked to you.”

“Really?”

I don’t know if that’s his gloating face or his confused-assessing face.

“I feel like I’m the one who’s been doing all the talking here.”

Oh my god, I love it when he’s self-deprecating.

I don’t know why.

“You’ve helped me reconnect to my job. To myself, really.”

Wait what? No! That’s baby girl’s job!

“But maybe when things calm down, I’ll buy you a drink?”

Please tell me that’s his face whenever a girl asks him out. Cuz that is a winner smile, right there, and any girl would drop her panties for him. Seriously.

What is she giving him?

Ruh-roh.

She’s giving him her brother’s cross necklace? Damn.

No wonder he can’t accept it. Fuck.

Pretty puppy of mine.

“So, did anyone explain why Hotch is stepping down?”

Oh my baby.

“All Morgan said this morning is that it’s happening. And it’s business as usual.”

Oh dear.

“So we’re just supposed to move forward without any discussion?”

I love you, Emily.

“After Foyet, I think we’d have to be ready for anything.”

Clever poodle.

Wait. So Strauss is keeping a close eye on him right now? Ugh, I thought she’d be gone. When is she going away?

I love his reasoning. There’s no evidence in that case, the rest do, so it’s more important they go with that one first.

“If that’s all, I’d like to gather the team.��

It’s so fucking weird hearing him say it.

“If you need privacy, please use my office.”

God, you can see the uneasiness.

“That’s okay. We’re done here.”

Again. So fucking weird. They better catch George soon.

“And when we get back, I’ll clear everything out and it’ll be all yours.”

Oh god.

“Hotch, I don’t want your office.”

Wait, what?

“All due respect, Ms. Strauss, but both of you have trusted me to step in as acting unit chief. I’m asking that you respect my decision.”

Oh god, someone put my undies in the laundry.

“I’ve decided that I don’t want Hotch’s office. That’s where he belongs.”

Someone’s been taking their smarty pills.

“If necessary, we can discuss this again at a later date, but right now, we really need to get started on this case.”

Fuck. I love his authority.

“Guys. Grab Rossi.”

“He’s an enucleator.”

“There’s a name for this?”

I’m with JJ, yikes.

It’s so fucking weird to see him just sitting there, listening to everyone’s theories. Fuck.

“That’s why I chose this case.”

Again. Weird.

“Let’s meet on the plane in thirty.”

Fuck. Weird.

Matthew 5:29: “And if thy right eye offend thee, pluck it out and cast it from thee.”

Ew!!!!!!

“All right. So talk to me. What makes these attacks so different?” aw cutie XD

My puppy handing out assignments. So awesome.

“Rossi, you and I are gonna go to last night’s crime scene.”

“Actually, the girls’ families asked to speak to our team leader.”

What? Oh god. If this wasn’t so weird, I’d be laughing my ass off at Derek’s reactions.

So Rossi is going solo.

JJ and Morgan are together.

And Hotch and Reid are digging into the first victim’s life.

Oh boy.

Everyone’s adjusting.

Poodle on crutches. Get better, honey.

“Hey, Garcia, you’re on speaker phone.”

So behave, lady.

Hey, you gorgeous thing you, making me question my sexuality from scene one of season one XD and I ain’t even sorry.

“So, I looked up recently released mental health patients who have a history of eye gouging, eye assault, and other gross things you can do to eyes and sockets.”

Ew.

“And there’s no bingo for okie city residents.”

Oh this creature is too precious.

“10-4, breaker breaker.” XD

“Bye.”

Cutie.

It’s so gross that they give him all these lines about the theories that make me wanna barf, because he’s so precious and pure and I’m like, fuck, I can’t listen to this.

“There have been cases where after enucleation, mental patients have consumed the eyeballs.”

Someone get my barf bucket.

“Are you serious.”

Ew.

And do they have to show him eating eggs that on first glance look like eyeballs? Seriously? Fuck you, assholes!

“Buddhist rituals?”

Since when are you familiar with that, cupcake?

“Most likely killed at random.”

Damn.

What do they need my superheroes to do?

So the granny has vision dreams? Oh lordy.

They need the eyes for the cremation? Oh boy.

“We will try. But realistically, we may not be able to.”

At least he’s honest.

Why you making this difficult, girlie?

“I got a bad feeling about this guy.”

And that’s saying something.

“Why’s that?”

Cutie.

Why the fuck are they showing the empty eye sockets? I’m just about to start my dinner. Fuck you. This means I have to take a break and watch awesome YouTube videos.

“Where shall I splice, my pretties?”

Lol

“Got it. Bouncing your way.”

“Whoo, that’s still a lot of names.”

I believe in you, gorgeous.

“Hey, wait. Before you hang up, how’s my Morgan doing?”

I love you.

“Fine.”

“I know the man is fine.”

We all do, honey, he is majorly fine.

“How’s he holding up as head honcho?”

I love you, baby!

“There is something you could do for him.”

“Name it.”

Ooh, I can’t wait to see what they do. XD

Three pretty people.

Observing hottie.

“We need to look at her ankles.”

You kinky bastard XD

I’m terrible, sorry.

“It’s the behavior of a game hunter.”

How the fuck does he know this shit? It’s terrifying to me.

Especially since I’m considering writing a CM fanfic after I finish getting on top of things, which might take forever, but still. At least I’ll have profiles on all my honeys.

Oh my god, they’re dissecting eyeballs and pickling them. I can’t do this.

“This guy’s taking people’s eyes, so he’s definitely disturbed.”

Word to mouth.

What’s up?

Well, fuck. They gave the fucker a catchy name.

“I want the people to be aware, but I do not want to make a boogeyman out of this guy.”

You smart puppy, you.

“Is there something else?”

Wait. He’s been avoiding Strauss? Oh damn.

“She’s just trying to keep tabs. She can wait.”

Wait, what now?

Oh baby.

“Hotch, we have to set up a tip line.”

“We have to go over JJ’s talking points.”

“We haven’t gotten the profile out yet.”

“All of that takes priority over dealing with Strauss.”

You perfect man, you.

So my puppy has to deal with politics now. Oh, baby.

“Let me get the profile out, and then I’ll go talk to Strauss.”

Amazing.

“He’s doing a good job.”

Damn straight.

“Morgan as our unit chief is a temporary thing.”

Where is this going?

“He’s a natural leader. He’ll excel.”

What now?

“What happens when he’s asked to step down?”

Wait. Why is Rossi planting seeds of doubt right now? What’s going on?

Ew. He’s sharpening the melon-baller. Fuck. I’m never gonna be able to surf porn again without throwing up.

Oh god, he’s wearing a tailored jacket, I’m dead. I’m fucking dead. I just got a close-up on him now and noticed it. Sorry. But fuck. Someone should seriously talk to people about his wardrobe, because I’m getting an unhealthy medical report this month.

You know, I just now realized how much these characters evolve. Like, you see Morgan at the start of the series, and you’re like, cool, they have the pretty boy to give us ladies and gayus and bis some eye candy, but then you realize, fuck, Shemar Moore can actually act well, and Derek is so much more complex than we originally thought. Oh my god, we have to keep on watching this shit.

XD

I love those types of series.

“So he’s crazy but he’s got a mission?”

Just about sums this unsub.

“Chief Strauss.”

Fuck you, lady.

It’s so freaking weird to see him sitting at a proper desk. I mean, I know it’s not his office. You can see that it’s the lieutenant’s, but it’s still so weird. Cuz I personally prefer to see those tight buns in action.

I love how defensive he is to Strauss’s oncoming accusations and takes it all on himself. I love you, baby.

“I’m not criticizing you … there are a lot of people who have faith in you and want to see you succeed.”

I get it, but why be a bitch about it?

“This team is solid, and we will get the job done.”

And now he’s frustrated with his new position because he’s under constant scrutiny. And I totally get it, baby.

My baby up and early, even before Rossi. Love you.

Oh wait, shit, he didn’t sleep? Oh damn. Baby you need your handsome sleep.

So he’s disappointed that Rossi didn’t give him another victim? Oh boy.

They really have nothing.

Fuck.

“We’re looking for a doctor who is also a hunter and a former mental patient who happens to be cutting people’s eyes out.”

Awesome way to start the day.

“Trust the profile.”

I hope so.

Crap. He’s back to killing in pairs.

Oh honey.

“I know this sounds crazy, but just hear me out.”

Okay …

“A taxidermist?”

EW

“Morgan might be onto something.”

No shit.

“Garcia, you’re on speaker.”

I love it that they literally have to warn her.

“Comrades, I cross-referenced this John O”Heron with okie city animal stuffers.”

I love her jargon so much.

So the fucker is the son of the stuffed animal shop owner? Oh dear.

So this dude is totally off the grid aside from a driver’s license? Damn.

So he lost his dad, his house, about to lose the family business.

“Care to choose a stressor?”

Word.

Frack. That’s blood.

Shit.

Prentiss is one BAMF.

Oh jeez, he’s been stuffing the human eyes in the stuffies? Fuck.

That lady is good. Maced him right in the face.

Wait. Is Hotch running after him on his own without waiting for backup? What’s going on here?

“What happened here?”

“Brantley says you took him down solo.”

“You know you should have waited for backup.”

“Would you have?” Hey, Mr. SassyPants, not nice.

“What?”

Hahahaha, Emily, you little shit.

I’m with you, it’s weird seeing Derek in charge.

Oh my god, selfies in 2009! You rock!

“Mission accomplished.”

WHAT MISSION?

I’m in love with this woman.

“Hey!”

Oh wow, I haven’t heard yelly Derek in a while.

“Keep your voice down!”

Damn straight, that guy sucks.

“Get him outta here.”

Ooh, forceful. This is doing nothing to my undergarment situation.

No way! He actually returns the eyes to the Buddhist family? So amazing.

“I really hope your sister can rest in peace now.”

Oh god, I love him.

Guru Nanak: “Dwell in piece in the home of your own being, and the messenger of death will not be able to touch you.” Wow.

Puffed cheeks!

“You are here late.”

And so are you, lady.

But Derek’s doing the reports that Hotch usually does.

“He doesn’t have to write them anymore. Why is he still here?”

She’s got a good point.

“Can you help me get something out of storage?”

Scrunchy face!

“Yes, baby girl. Anything for you.”

Cutie!

“Thank you.”

I love you.

“Penelope, there’s a lot of my stuff that you haven’t seen before.”

Oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Wow, you’re a tease.”

Speak the truth, mama.

Oh god, Hotch is still poring over Foyet’s file. Fuck.

“Voila.”

No. Don’t tell me.

“It’s your office.”

“What?”

Oh my god, this team is amazing.

“While you were all away, mama set to work clearing out the rest of his boxes and setting up an uber office fit for our acting unit chief.”

“Garcia, this is for real?”

I love this show so much.

“It’s kind of blah for my taste, but I figured you needed to keep up with agency standards.”

Oh god.

“I did make you your own secret fun zone.”

Oh god, I’m dying.

“Woman, you have lost your mind.”

“Mm-hmm.”

XD

“But you are the best.”

“I completely agree.”

XDDDDD

I love them.

“I will leave you alone to mark your territory.”

Oh god.

“Thank you.”

Aw, honey, I love this show so much and the actors they employ oh my god my heart is about to burst.

“You are ever so welcome.”

DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH

Sorry, that’s the sound of my heart freaking out.

Wait. He’s still going out with Tamara? What? Fuck you, baby. Sorry. But what???????

Okay, so this episode was just blah all the way through regarding the case. I mean, seriously? Why the fucking eyes? But it was amazing seeing Derek in a leading position in the team, and it was awesome seeing everyone adjusting and trying to accommodate him and helping him, and it was weird to see it. But i love it nonetheless and I hope they keep this up for a few more episodes. But I also want to see them killing George Foyet already, so I’m torn.

I’ll see you all next time, gonna go finish up another episode before I turn in.

Then tomorrow morning I’ll do a few more, we get DST so it’s an extra hour XD

Ciao, bellos and bellas <3

[lawonderlandwriter]

Things that will most definitely come into play in Game of Thrones season 8

In no particular order (and under the cut cuz this is quite long):

Arya being a Faceless Man. So, we all know that even though Arya has reclaimed her name and has left Braavos and the House of Black and White, she still has the ability to take faces and use them. And while it was completely badass to see her as Walder Frey in the season 7 premiere - using his identity to kill all the Frey men - I think her skills/powers aren’t done yet. We all know she still keeps some of the faces so why would she keep them if she has no intention of using them again? Some people believe she will somehow use Baelish’s face to kill Cersei but I don’t believe this. It’s entirely possible but I don’t think it’s the way Cersei will go. Also, lots of people witnessed Baelish’s death so if he were to be up and walking around again, people would be suspicious. However, this does’t mean Arya couldn’t take other faces and do something with them. I guess we shall have to wait and see.

Cersei hiring the Golden Company. So since I’m not quite finished reading the Song of Ice and Fire series, I don’t take credit for this theory first hand, but it has been making the rounds recently. Some book readers have pointed out that in the books, the Golden Company is no longer a sell sword service but have pledged themselves to someone they believe to be a Targaryen because apparently they have ties and loyalties to the Targaryens. Since this plot obviously hasn’t been shown in the show, I can’t help but think that D&D are saving this for season 8 and that possibly the Golden Company, upon being brought to Westeros, will simply switch sides and instead fight for Daenerys and Jon instead of Cersei. 

Theon going to save Yara. Season 7 left us with Theon finally proving himself to the ironborn and them heading out to save Yara. Yara, Theon believes, is being held captive by Euron. So, if Theon happens to defeat Euron and kill him, the rest of the ironborn and the Iron Fleet will then be loyal to him (and Yara if she lives). This means, in turn, they’ll be loyal to Daenerys as she promised them their independence in exchange for their help. This could also tie into the Golden Company plot line as Euron is off to ferry them to Westeros. If Euron happens to be killed en route, this lends even more to the theory that the Golden Company may be Cersei’s downfall and will not be loyal to her.

Ice and the two swords. The Stark Family ancestral Valyrian steel sword, Ice, is only seen whole in season one and book one. Next we see of Ice is in the opening scene of the premiere of season four of GoT where it is being reforged at the request of Tywin Lannister. The two swords to come of it are Oathkeeper (Jaime’s sword which he later gifts to Brienne) and Widow’s Wail (Joffery’s sword which later passes to Jaime after his death). Now, it seems highly unlikely to me that we would get an entire opening scene in a season premiere dedicated to this sword’s reforging for no apparent reason. And up until now, we’ve really got no payoff for that scene. Yes Brienne still carries it and is now sworn to Sansa Stark, but the fact that it was her father’s sword hasn’t come up again. And now that Jaime has left King’s Landing for Winterfell to help in the War for the Dawn with the other half of the sword in tow, it makes sense that these two halves of the Stark ancestral sword will have a larger role in season 8.

Beric Dondarrion and Melisandre. As we all know, Beric Dondarrion has been brought back from the dead a total of six times by Thoros of Myr and Melisandre has brought back Jon Snow once. Now, in the books, Beric’s character is actually already dead (for a final time), because he gave his life to bring back Catelyn Stark after she was killed at the Red Wedding. In the show, season 7 episode 6, The Hound makes a comment about Beric needing to be careful because he was on his last life, as Thoros was dead and wouldn’t be able to revive him again. So this seems interesting to me. Obviously, Catelyn Stark’s revived character isn’t much important to the story if she’s not in the show. Parts of her storyline have been taken by Beric and Arya. But this still hints at Beric possibly dying for good, and in the process, giving his life to bring back someone else from the dead. Likewise, Melisandre told Varys in 7x3 that she would return to Westeros one last time to die there. Based on the books and hints throughout the show, it would make sense if Melisandre died bringing someone else back to life as well. One of the supposed season 8 leaks mentions just this and that it would be Arya who Melisandre would bring back and die for. But I don’t see this happening. Arya doesn’t seem as important a character as Jon or Daenerys (though I love her) so for her to be the one Melisandre brings back seems unlikely. But that doesn’t mean she won’t bring back someone else in season 8.  

Ice and Fire. Obviously ice and fire play a role in the series. It’s literally called A Song of Ice and Fire. We are constantly hit with parallel after parallel of ice and fire, Jon and Daenerys, Stark / Targaryen, Direwolf / Dragon, North / South, East / West, death / life, light / dark. It’s literally all over the place. There are parallels in almost everything in the series. We’ve got a literal Wall of Ice in the story. Dragon’s breathing fire. White Walkers and wights that can be killed by fire. There’s something in that. Fire destroying ice. Maybe? Or the “Together” theme from season 7 foreshadowing a literal way ice and fire can be used to defeat the army of the dead?

The Original 5. This is a bit more shaky but I still feel like it may come into play somehow. Back before GRRM finished his first novel (I think), he had stated that there were five key players in the series - his original outlines and notes have been making the rounds recently. And those original five are: Tyrion, Bran, Arya, and of course, Jon and Daenerys. Now lots of things from the original plot never happened. I think there was a Tyrion, Arya, Jon love triangle in there somewhere, which ick. But, trivial details like that are obviously easily changeable. But having a key group of characters doesn’t really. If they were the original key characters, and they’re all still alive seven seasons and five books in, it makes sense they’d still be key characters. What they all have to do with each other and what they all have to do with the endgame of the story is anyone’s guess. But something tells me they will all have big rolls next season (especially since Tyrion, Arya, and Bran didn’t really do anything this season which was slightly disappointing to me). We’ll see.

Magical creatures. More specifically direwolves and dragons.  Now yes, I mentioned the two when talking about ice and fire but the direwolves and dragons are so integral to the story, I felt they needed their own bullet point. Though very different types of creatures, the direwolves and dragons are incredibly similar in that they are 1) highly intelligent animals - some say smarter than many humans 2) aren’t typically meant to be kept as “pets”; they’re more wild animals than anything but 3) when they do form bonds with humans, they form very strong bonds, bonds that go beyond rational explanation and delve into magic again. Direwolves, we know, are warg-able (is that a word?). Some of the Stark children in the books can warg into the wolves - Arya, Bran, and Jon - even if in the show it is only Bran. Dragons may be wargable - the three-eyed-raven told Bran he would fly, but we don’t know this for sure. He’s warged ravens which technically counts as flying so we’ll see if dragons can be warged as well. The direwolves and dragons are able to sense when their bonded human is in trouble - specifically Dany in Meereen, Bran with the cutthroat, many other instances. Both are the sigils of incredibly prominent houses - Stark and Targaryen. And for fuckssake, we seriously need to see Ghost in season 8. So here’s to hoping for more magical creatures and possibly some dragon/wolf interactions coming up.

That’s all for now. If anymore ideas come to me, I’ll post them. Let me know your theories as well! It’s a long time until season 8 and I can’t stand it! 

[darlingbudsofrae]

**Remember when I said I don’t really have a lot on my drafts? Yeah LOL here we are (this has lowkey been stuck on my drafts for i dunno know how long sksks)

Did I ever greet you happy birthday on one of the two other posts? Look at us having three separate conversations- I’m proud LMAO belated happy birthday hubbyyyyy (now im craving for sum pasta sksks)

We are total goals LMAO

Wait what- but who would I cry over Asheji with?? T^T my friend was mean, she recommended reading the manga after the anime and I am just so broken maybe we’ll be ghost buddies 

That is such a weird coincidence because I also have fear of deep waters! Altho I don’t think it qualifies as thalassophobia cuz it’s this stuff where I’m okay in the waters but right after I literally can’t sleep. For days. My ADHD mind just keeps imagining the bed as the ocean and it’s just bad- beaches aren’t really my thing LOL

I went thru the same withdrawal LMAO there aren’t really a lot of DaiHaru fics out there, I settled for the fanarts instead sksks is it bad that I’m rewatching the SK8 dub for like the 1234 time? I’m blaming this to you, BTW LOL jk altho now I do want to start TGCF cuz you say it’s funny, sad, and adorable and I love funny, sad, and adorable LOL (and also gay- gay god and gay demon yes)

I’m reading this isekai novel tho rn actually, it’s about this girl who got transported into a romance novel but instead of getting her lame HEA with a guy, someone hijacked the story so instead she gets to fight zombies with a bunch of girl classmates/extras and it is just so fun! 

Wait- was that the first episode? LMAO me too, with that card- I can buy all the books in the world I want. In hardbacks. Also I can lowkey buy every Haikyuu varsity uniform out there, I only have Fukorodani’s cuz I was contemplating on Aoba Josai’s but Akaashi was just too pretty I had to-

I knowwwww- he looks so tamed and cute and even if he can buy his ass out of every situation, I still want to protect him at all costs grrr

I usually see them on Pinterest and Tumblr (which is why I often go here sometimes LOL) but I did used to read from illegal websites but most of the stuff there were too explicit altho now I use J-comi cuz I’m trying to learn Japanese LOL

I haven’t actually checked out any fanfics yet, surprisingly- I’m actually on a Haikyuu binge in terms of fanfics sksks I’ll have that bookmarked!

Your word is law and valid of course I’ll listen LMAO I think the last time I saw a dubbed anime I think was Ouran Host High School Club 

I’m also trying to finish RTC because I have the spin off series ahhh also I recently finished the second book and Ronan is literally Andrew on a different font ahhh (altho I do like Andrew better? but also I really like Ronan)

It’s part of a series, and I thought I should finish it all since I already invested way too much time and money on it (and this is why we don’t bulk on series LMAO) it was soooo bad like I can’t even-

I miss RWRB- the adaptation would probably come and wreck me (hopefully, it doesn’t have limited budget cuz it needs to be GRAND cuz) yes yes it is sooooo good (altho all my friends who read it for RWRB surprisingly didn’t like it LOL altho I am still dazed)

LMAO not sure if I asked, but have you read the light novel? I heard that it was weird and far from the anime so I didn’t really bothered LOL

Oh wow, I don’t really catch up on him that much outside books (except for the rare occasions of seeing his posts about calling homophobic parents off) I didn’t know he said all that stuff! Frankly, I don’t really subscribe to the idea of authors adding “canon” stuff outside of the books (I learned that lesson the easy way from she who shall not be named and is also a massive TERF), I think the text within the books should be able to support the characters and all that, although it’s fun reading stuff like that every now and then (the only ec I actually read from Nora was Allison’s joining the foxes and it was awesome). The things RR added tho, that’s kind of messed up eek :/ 

I slugged thru TOA just so I can say I completed the Riordanverse so you’re doing fine LMAO YES MALEX IS JUST-

I OPEN MY LAPTOP EVERY SINGLE DAY BEFORE OL CLASS FEELING AS VALIDATED AS EVER 

WHO DOESN’T LOVE BOKUTO? I WILL FIGHT ALSO EVERYTIME I WATCH HAIKYUU I JUST REALLY WANT KENMA TO BE HAPPY LOL

You are- I still can’t convince him to read AFTG LMAO 

I think it’s my connection but it won’t play T^T I’ll try to watch it later again LOL srsly tho, you sharing golden contents like this is such a blessing <333 like I don’t use TikTok so I usually miss out on gems like this unless it’s posted on another site I use or sum LOL I’m glad we’re married sksks

I’m pretty sure you’ve eaten your pasta days by now but happy eating LMAO

(and happy reading~)

ILY too, wishing you kinder days <333

YES HARU!! HE’S JUST CUTE NO MATTER WHAT HE DOES LOL 

I just love their dynamic so much

I also lowkey almost forgot about that guy LMAO

The Foxes as Haikyuu!! Characters

Because both series are gay af and I love them (also, this actually started out as a Karasuno-Foxes thing but like 70% of them got Tsukki and so I expanded)

#1. DAN WILDS - Daichi Sawamura (Karasuno)

I mean, it’s kind of obvious. 

They’re both captains (also their numbers are both number 1)

Dan is passionate and gets the team to get their shit together. She’s the first female captain in NCAA Class I Exy in history and got a lot of shit for it because that’s just a given in being in a team such as the foxes. 

She fought tooth and nail for that team, and believed in it when everyone thought they were nothing but lost causes.

Daichi is also the captain of a team no one else believes in. Karasuno is often referred to as “the flightless birds” or “the fallen champions”. 

Despite that, Daichi tried to whip the team together and is very much passionate about the team, regardless of anyone who told him they’re never going to make it.

#2. KEVIN DAY - Oikawa Tooru (Aoba Josai)

Kevin is actually pretty tricky because I have three other characters perfect for him.

But I settled for Oikawa because you can never go wrong with Oikawa.

Anyway, Kevin is an exy superstar and pretty much has fangirls going on for him, which is also the same case as Oikawa who’s also kind of a star (?) who was sought by different schools for his genius in volleyball.

Not to mention, Oikawa has a crazy flock of fangirls and gets interviewed almost every time whether their team wins or lose.

Also, it’s pretty funny because while Kevin is this great son of exy, the foxes mostly snaps at him and tells him to shut up a lot. 

That’s pretty much the case with Oikawa and Aoba Josai. 

Also, you can never not love Oikawa Tooru, just like how you can’t hate on Kevin Day. If you do, you’re wrong and we have some talking to do.

#3. ANDREW MINYARD - Kenma Kozume (Nekoma)

I actually have a lot of options for Andrew. If Kevin had three, Andrew surprisingly had freaking six. I definitely did not expect that.

But I’m sticking with Kenma for obvious reasons.

Andrew is great at Exy. Without effort? He plays well. With effort? He’s god-like. He’s just that talented it’s insane and infuriating.

Kenma is the same- his performance just increases depending on the effort he pulls.

Plus, like how Andrew doesn’t “care” for exy, Kenma doesn’t “care” about volleyball.

Kenma is cat-like, if that makes sense. Andrew reminds me of a cat.

They’re both smol and adorable beans.

Also, they both hate human interaction 

Plus they’re both fascinated with gingers who are obsessed with sports they don’t care about way too much (Hinata for Kenma, and Neil for Andrew (I mean, who else is there??))

#4. MATT BOYD - Koshi Sugawara (Karasuno)

I can’t really see Matt as anyone else, really.

They both have that nurturing nature within them.

Like they’re the gentlest. Enough said.

BUT they can also be playful (?) like with Suga letting Hinata off with his crazy antics and Matt totally spoiling Neil.

Plus, Sugamama and Sawapapa = Matt and Dan

#5. AARON MINYARD - Osamu Miya (Inarizaki)

I was actually reminded of Osamu when I was reading Twinyards on AFTG.

I mean, Aaron is considered the “normal” twin. 

Same with Osamu.

Because their twins gets more attention, they’re kind of not appreciated enough (?)

Like Aaron is hella smart and he can play good.

I mean he’s majoring in biochem (I took a subject on that one once and the exams were literally the definition of pain and agony- never again) and assumably passing while playing exy- that is amazing.

I believe in Aaron Minyard supremacy.

Osamu is a great player and is pretty smart on his own but Atsumu is known as Japan’s best high school setter so that kinda gets all the spotlight.

What I mean to say is that they are both the “normal” twins.

And they’re underappreciated a lot.

Also both would lowkey kill for their twin brothers even if they act/show that they hate said twin brothers.

I mean, Aaron literally killed for Andrew and while there was no killing that took place in DIECHI Haikyuu!!, I’m pretty sure Osamu would totally do the same for Atsumu.

#6. SETH GORDON - Suguru Daisho (Nohebi)

Both Suguru and Seth are actually capable players.

But they have very crude personality and say the lousiest things.

Although Seth didn’t had that redemption Suguru did (because he dead) (but I mean, did Suguru even got a redemption arc? He was still lousy but more controlled in the end, tamed excellently by his girlfriend).

They’re both not really bad guys. Just have some issues here and there but not so bad that a little character redemption arc can’t fix (except Seth is dead and unless we’re adding fantasy and paranormal to the mix, we’re not getting any of that obvi)

I don’t know what else to say but both these guys only appeared like 30% of the series.

#7. ALLISON REYNOLDS - Rintaro Suna (Inarizaki)

I had a hard time trying to fit Allison into anyone. She’s too gorgeous and amazing, okay?

But I decided on Suna cuz he fine.

They’re both fine players who also gossip and pretty much know anything about anyone.

Also, they both have good instincts and intuitions.

Not to mention they’re just both very pretty and I’m a total sap for them.

#8. NICKY HEMMICK - Taketora Yamamoto (Nekoma)

You’d argue Tanaka but Nicky totally gives Taketora energy.

They’re both major simps.

No that’s it, JK I’m messing.

Anyway, they’re also both very honest and friendly.

And while they don’t play as well as the other members of the team, they can take a stand and are willing to learn.

Plus they have the tendency to take anyone in, no questions asked.

#9. RENEE WALKER - Asahi Azumane (Karasuno)

If Renee is a goddamn angel then Asahi is freaking Jesus.

They’re just the kindest characters in the series okay? No questions asked.

Like no one can hate them.

Asahi also gets mistaken as a bad person when really he is a good person just because he’s big and looks kind of scary.

But Renee, often looked upon as a good person, is an ex-gangster who found religion. This girl can kill and people often overlook that.

She’s a bad person trying to be a good person (that line’s going to my grave)

They just parallel okayy

#10. NEIL JOSTEN - Hinata Shoto (Karasuno)

Neil is the most difficult to fit into, really.

It took me like in a middle of typing for another character when I realized how stupid I was to not think of him as Hinata.

Because Neil is obviously Hinata.

For one, they’re both smol gingers.

But also their passion for their respective sports is massive that it borderline crosses stupidity.

I mean Aaron whacked someone dead with Neil’s racket and all Neil was thinking was if he could have said racket back.

And Hinata is obsessed with volleyball. Like Haikyuu!! wouldn’t even exist if Hinata wasn’t so obsessed of it and just listened to everyone that he’s too smol to play.

Like how there wouldn’t be AFTG if Neil listened to his mother and ignored his obsession with exy.

They tend to be so passionate that most of the times they ignore logic because it’s their sport, okay? It’s their world.

Also, Hinata tends to gravitate anyone towards him. Like every single character he meets tend to adore him and take him under their wing and just care for him.

He’s a pocketful of sunshine.

Now, Neil might not be a ray of sunshine but he does tend to have the same effect.

Everyone feels the need to protect this boy and if you don’t, there’s something wrong with you. I’m sorry, I don’t make the rules.

They’re just precious and deserves to be protected and loved for at all costs.

Plus, they’re both sassy af.

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Ok, so for those of you folks that have no clue whatsoever as to what I'm talking about, Dinosaur King is this anime-ish kids show made in like the early 2000′s. I binge-watched the shit out of it when I was a Smol before it got deleted off On Demand (I cried). Just yesterday I found it on Netflix and I wasn't like dUDE. THAT’S MY FUCKING SHIT RIGHT THERE MY MAN. So of course I had to rewatch the first episode.  Big old rant under the cut.

EDIT: i fucking found this in my drafts and I’m crying please dear god don’t read it i need to be stopped

i never even finished it and i still need to be stopped please

someone tell me to delete this p l e a s e

- so, I turn on the episode right and the the theme song starts up right and I'm like crying happy tears because it's my fucking childhood right here, and then I see the 3D Dino models and it's just a “good feelings gone” moment.

-a few things need to be said about those 3D models. When's I was a Smol I thought they were the greatest fuckin thing ever, I thought their walk cycles were spot on and because I was such a nerd (and I still am) I would study fossils RIGHT and when I saw the jaws of the dinosaurs on the show I was like WOAH. Why? Because the teeth!were in the right place! Take Chomp the triceratops as an example, whenever he opened his mouth at the right angle you could see that the teeth weren't in the front of the mouth, they were near the back just like in the fossils. And so many other little details that I found to be spot on in the models distracted me from the fact that the models look god awful in front of the anime background, like HOLY SHIT. Someone's get that ugly overly detailed nonfeathered monstrosity out of my anime!! And now looking back on it with more experienced eyes, their run cycles weren't even that good.

-anyway, back to the theme song. The theme song is so long. So. Long. It starts off in a major key, with a male singer and some sorta not acoustic guitar in the background and you’re like “ok so it's a bit cheesy and the lyrics are repetitive but this isn't so bad”. But wait, there's more. Then, it goes through a key change. It honestly had me squirming in my seat a bit, cuz it's honestly out of place. You're thinking the theme song isn't gonna be over now because of the key changes BUT WAIT- THERE’S MORE. There's a McFucking rap. A RAP. And it SUCKS. But, enough about the song, lets talk about the footage behind the song. It spoils. Everything. It spoils the opposing team’s dinosaurs, the main character dude’s dad, the main three’s dinosaurs, and the stone plate thingy with all the dino stones in it. Like DUDE. WHY???

Alright, you've survived the theme song. Good for you. Now it's onto the first episode itself.

-it opens EXACTLY like Pokémon does, and I mean like the Kanto region series, with the main character dude getting out of bed. I'm not going to go into depth on Pokemon YET, I have plenty to say about it later. So, the main character dude wakes up thinking about the KT Extinction. Y’know, the one at the end of the Cretacious time period that probably had somethin to do with a meteor. Well, this uneducated asshole was like “ASTEROID- WOAH-” and fell out of bed. (Honestly I can relate to that like just waking up and being like DINOSAURS- SHIT- and rolling down the stairs) so, him falling out of bed gives him the perfect angle to look out his window and see something fall out of the sky and crash into the forest. The animation of this thing falling is so over dramatized like the thing went in fucking loops like- you could have just had it fallen in a realistic ark?? Why waste your budget on unneccisary animation that looks like shit???

-so obviously this kid has to go wake up his two friends so they can find whatever fell into the forest. Let's get a quickness analysis on the main character dude and his buddies shall we?

MAIN CHARACTER DUDE

Name: Max

Appearance: short kid with some weird-ass hair 

Noteable clothing features: visor with triceratops horns (I'm jealous)

If I were to label this guy as if he were a character from Pokemon- he's Ash.

FRIEND #1

Name: Rex (wow creative because it's a show about dinosaurs)

Appearance- taller kid with the more angular anime face than just the giant nose cheek thing

Noteable clothing features: I can't remember (maybe I'll update this later)

If I were to label this guy as if he were a character from pokemon- he's your rival. He seem s to be stronger and smarter with his shit than you are but in reality he has a weak bond with his dino and your strong emotional bond makes u win against him every time. In this show I don't think they ever fight each other, but if they did that's what would happen fo sure.

FRIEND #2

Name: Zoe (pronounced Zo-ee)

Appearance: height in the middle of the boiz, she's basically the skinny white girl

Noteable clothing features: I forget this too, maybe I'll update it later.

If I were to label her as a character from Pokemon- she’s Misty

-ok, so we got Max and his buddies here and they're all heading into the forest early in the morning. Rex and Zoe are complaining because they haven't had breakfast and Max is all like “but c’mon guys were the D-Team (a horrible name for many reasons) D for DANGER” and he sayS this like five times and shows the other two this badge thing that we can guess is their team badge like dude,,,we get it.