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The Last I Heard

i may have a seperate part 2 of this on the way, the idea is so cute.

Pairing: Peter Parker (mcu) x Reader

Warnings: peter do be flirting

Genre: Fluffy/slight angst/ pining

Word Count: 15K

Summary: Peter overhears you saying you like him but you're too scared to tell him, he makes you want to tell him.

Peter knows it is absolutely wrong to use his powers for his own advantage. 

He also knows that the majority of common folk would disagree and use it to their own advantage if situations were reversed, and that’s fair to Peter. Everyone at one point has sworn that if they had super powers they would listen in to every conversation, or they would read everyone’s mind. 

And Peter did do that at first, until he realized that eavesdropping was a terrible idea. Because you start to feel kind of itchy and icky about yourself, you realize that these are conversations that were meant to be personal. Ned was the one that usually begged, he would point out random people and persuade Peter into listening in and giving him dirt. 

It was never anything too interesting, just personal. 

At lunch Ned would ask, “Yellow jacket is up in hat’s face, what’s going on?” 

And Peter would listen in. 

“You weren’t there! You have no idea what went down, like, at all!” 

Hat defends her stance, “Oh come off it! You’re supposed to be MY best friend, you were mine. And I lost you to him.” 

Yellow jacket is upset at her dismissal, “ You decided that, not me. You think this is dumb of us? That we’re selfish? That this was one big ploy to fuck up your life?” 

Hat is taken aback, then stands her ground. Solidly, “You fucked my brother, Jessica. You both decided to run around and date behind my back, and if you did it openly it would’ve gone over better. But you conniving with him hurts, I just lost my best friend and I have to watch her walk around my house cuddling up to my brother!” 

Peter stops listening, he feels like he should’ve never heard that. 

But he still tells Ned. 

Once at the mall Ned pointed to a group of girls, “What are they talking about?” 

Peter hones in, then repeats. “Redhead is looking for a tampon, Jeans is helping Redhead search for a tampon. Ponytail is talking about wanting to hook up with Jayson but she’s dating Erik, Bangs is telling Ponytail to do it anyways and Glasses thinks you’re cute.” 

Ned grins, “Should I go ask for her number?” 

Peter frowns, “No.” 

He doesn’t like playing this game so much anymore, he’s started to feel like a constant invasion of privacy. He doesn’t do it for Ned much anymore, only sometimes. 

“It’s an emergency, Peter! Like a real emergency! You have to tell me what they’re saying!” 

Ned shakes Peter's shoulders for emphasis, Peter bobbles his head back and forth then stops to wave and smile like a normal human when you walk by doing it first. 

He lets out a sigh, “Who?” 

Ned points to Betty Brant and Flash Thompson. 

Peter understands why he wants to listen in so bad, he gives in. By the way Betty looked it wasn’t going to be anything juicy. 

“Flash is telling her about how his mom is gonna buy him a new car, Betty is saying her mom’s making her favorite dinner.” 

Ned pouts, “Nothing about me?” 

Peter shakes his head slowly, “Sorry man.” 

Ned stays quiet for a few seconds then pushes his head towards them again, “How about now?” 

Peter sighs, “No, Ned.” 

—------------

MJ wrapped her hand around your neck after you passed by Peter. 

“Waving to your future man?” 

You turned your head back, panicked he had heard her. Instead you just saw Ned and Peter looking at Betty and Flash. 

“He’s so fucking cute, right? Did you see his hair? His curls are like, fucking perfect today.” 

Peter Parker made your heart race. 

He was a goddamn saint, the nicest person you’ve ever met. He was a genius, the smartest person you’ve ever met. He was funny, the best quick wit you’ve ever heard. His laugh was the best you’ve ever heard. His smile made you feel like putty, his voice woke you up in the morning but melted you down if you’d been extra stressed that day, and his clothes looked down right adorable on him. 

Everything about Peter Parker was your favorite thing about him. 

“Careful, Y/N. I may think you have a crush on the kid.”

You pushed MJ in her ribs, “Has he ever kissed anyone before?” 

“Why, looking to be the first to settle the land, Christopher?” 

You gasp, “Did you just call me a colonizer?” 

MJ ignored you, “You know, you could just ask him.” 

You laugh, “That’s cute.” 

It was. You and Peter were casual friends, you’ve hung out in only groups and only had one on one conversations a few times. You did like him, and you did flirt when you were around him but it was so subtle you don’t blame him for not picking up on it. 

“I mean, I think you guys would actually work out. Like hardcore, he’s just a little dumb. You’ve gotta be the one to bring it up.” 

Here we go again, the same tired piece said over and over. MJ, Betty, even Flash has gotten in on it, they all claim Peter would be down in an instant but would it be because it’s you, or because someone likes him? 

“Does he even like me? Or think of me like that?” 

MJ grimaces, “Peter’s hard. He doesn’t really talk about girls, you know? I mean, he’ll say when a girl is pretty or whatever but he’s never been one to be like, ‘she’s so hot, i wanna french her by noon,’ so, maybe?” 

You tap her arm around your neck, “So insightful, I’m so glad I have a friend on the inside.” 

MJ squeezes the sarcasm out of you. 

—-----------

Peter’s gotten better at not eavesdropping. 

It’s been weeks of fighting off Ned’s request to listen in on an unsuspecting victim. 

Until recently. 

He kept hearing his name, but couldn’t clock it. He had his head swiveled around the entire lunchroom with no luck. It wasn’t a constant calling, just casual. Peter this, Peter that, Peter, Peter, Peter. 

He swears he’s going insane, he can’t jus-

Peter jumps, he’s trying to dial his focus on his name when you slam your hand down on his lunch table. 

“Oh.” When he realizes it’s just you. 

“Hi, Y/N.” You grin when he does, it’s infectious. You almost forgot why you approached, MJ said Peter would admit when a girl was pretty. 

“Hi, Peter.” 

Peter looks to the side of him and pushes his backpack away, “Wanna sit here?” 

Your heart lurches with the question, he was asking if you wanted to sit next to him. 

You shake your head, “I just have a question.” 

A grin, “Shoot.” 

You gulp, why did you do this again? Oh. To prove you had a chance. 

“In a strictly non friendly way,” 

“Uh oh.” He voices. 

You smile, “Do you think I’m pretty?” 

Peter freezes, “Oh! Uh, I mean, me?” 

“You what?” 

“Me! You’re asking me? Of course I think you’re pretty!” 

You smile, “Thanks, Peter. But, am I pretty in a non friendly way?” 

He looks confused, “What would be a non friendly pretty?” 

You roll your eyes, “Like, pretty enough to date.” 

His eyes go wide, pink coats his cheeks. 

“Oh, oh!” He nods enthusiastically, “Yeah! You’re dating pretty, don’t worry about it.”

You thank him and walk away with your head a little higher. Your group quiets when you approach, MJ greets you with raised eyebrows. She has to pretend the whole group wasn’t just talking about you and Peter.

“What was that about?” 

You sit your stuff down and take a seat, you shrug and look at her. 

“He said I was pretty.” 

Flash commends the size of your balls. 

You thank him.

—--------------

“Y/N asked if she was dating pretty today, what does that mean?” 

Ned shrugs, “Google it.” 

Peter gives him a ferocious look, “And what would Google say?” 

Ned sighs as he looks over Betty, “Are you sure she’s not talking about me?” 

Peter looks towards the back of the class, you and Betty sat next to each other giggling. Peter tells himself not to, but he does. 

He hones in, he doesn’t get much. He’s learned to listen in enough to get the details, but protect the person at stake. 

Peter’s eyebrows furrow, he wants to listen to more. 

“Uh, they’re talking about a double date.”   

Ned throws up his hands, his jaw is dropped and he’s looking between Peter, you and Betty. 

“Well?” 

Peter looks around, “Well what?” 

Ned tugs at Peter’s arm, “With who?” 

Peter’s eyes widened, “Oh!” 

“I’m sure Peter would be down, Y/N.” Betty shoulder checked you and winked, you groaned and looked up at Peter, he was looking at you. Even though he was across the room you felt paranoid he could hear you. 

You smiled at Peter and turned to your friend, “Sure, you ask Ned first.” 

Betty drops her jaw and looks at Ned, she starts to sputter. 

“No! That is not the plan, at all!” 

You huff at her, “The plan was to use Peter against me? You’re sick for that.” 

Peter knows he should stop listening, he’s caught on, the double date was with him and Ned, but he also wants to keep listening. 

“No! I never said that!” 

You narrow your eyes, “Look, it would make sense for you to ask Ned on a date.” 

Betty turns her nose up, “Well, the same could be said for you and Peter.” 

Peter Parker can’t help but feel a bit giddy, you asking him on a date? He would never shut up about it again. 

Ned is pawing at Peter’s shoulder begging for an update, he shrugs him off and keeps listening. 

“What? No, it literally could not. You and Ned flirt all the time, everyone knows it’s gonna happen, it just when.” 

Betty is slightly confused, she's wondering if you two are fighting. Just slightly. 

“Do you think you’re not flirting with Peter?” 

You blink and Peter watches your mouth open, you’re about to reply when Ned shakes him hard. 

“Well?” 

Peter turns back around and scoots his chair closer to the desk. 

“It’s us.” 

“What is?” 

Peter clears his throat, “The double date, it’s us.” 

Ned’s eyes light up, the thing he’s been searching for in conversation is coming to fruition, then dials it back some. 

“Betty wants me, right?” 

Peter nods. 

“And Y/N wants you?” 

Peter shrugs. 

“I mean, it makes sense. She’s always trying to hook up with you.” 

Peter’s head spins, “What?” 

Ned pulls his head back, “Well, yeah. I just thought you weren’t interested. She’s always trying to make a move when we hang out.” 

Peter is in disbelief, “She is?” 

“Bro, she literally only hugs you when we all hang out. When she gets there and when she leaves, she wants you all over her. Like, now.” 

Peter is nibbling his lip, he never thought he had a chance. He just thought you were extra friendly towards him, maybe you thought he needed a friend. He didn’t know you wanted him like that though. 

He decides to listen in, one last time. Then he swears he was done, forever. 

Betty huffs, she’s lovely but absolutely stubborn. 

“Then fine, I’m not asking Ned until you ask Peter first.” 

“That’s fine, Ms. Brant. But I’m never gonna ask him.” 

Betty huffs again then looks to the boys and sees Peter looking at you, she gets a wicked grin across her face. 

“Then I’ll make him ask you.” 

You turn your head to see her looking at Peter, you start to backtrack immediately. 

“No! No, no, no. You won’t. You promise me you won’t get Peter involved.” 

Betty pretends she didn’t hear you. 

“Betty, I’m serious. Promise me right now you won’t involve Peter.” 

She starts to hum, this is a game to her. You know what she wants and you’re about to give in. 

“Betty please, don’t involve him. I’ll ask anyone else, if you’re that dead set on a double date I’ll ask literally anyone else.” 

She pretends to think about it, then calls out across the room. 

“Hey, Peter?” 

You whip your head to his, he’s looking at Betty confused. You start to melt and panic. 

“You won’t.” You mutter the words. 

“Come here?” 

Peter looks at Ned and shrugs, he goes to stand. 

Your heartbeat is hammering your chest, you grip Betty’s elbow tightly. 

“Stop it, Betty. It’s not funny anymore.” 

Peter’s walking over, you feel your hands shake. You curl them into fists.

“Betty!” You look over your shoulder, he’s about to be here. 

“I’ll ask him! I’ll ask him!” 

Betty smiles, it’s like she's asking you if it was that hard. 

You can’t help the smile that crosses your face when Peter not only approached your side of the desk, but also smiled at you first and made sure you saw him before looking at Betty. 

“You called?” 

Betty grins, it makes you feel sick. 

“I was thinking of asking Ned on a date, what’s his favorite food?” 

Peter thinks of his next words carefully, he makes sure to look at you when he speaks. 

“We’re both pizza kinda guys.” 

You shudder. it was never about asking Peter for you, it was about forcing you to say yes. 

“What’s his favorite? He strikes me as a hawaiian type of guy.” 

He grins, “You guessed right.” 

You speak up, “You strike me as a cheese or pepperoni type.” 

Peter tilts his head, “Do I?” 

You shake your head, “Actually, I think you’re a ‘any type of pizza will do, as long as I can pile as much parmesan cheese as humanly possible on it.’ kind of guy.” 

He hums, “Are you a crushed red pepper kind of gal?” 

You shrug and feel your cheeks get warm, “Maybe.” 

“That’s good then, none of the packets get wasted. Look at us, the zero waste couple.” 

“Couple of besties?” You give a nervous grin. 

Peter nods, “Sure.” 

You swallow hard, you were never prepared for Peter to say something flirty to you, he was supposed to be the nervous quiet one, but you have a feeling he can be extremely charming when he wants to be. 

Betty eyes you then looks at Peter, you notice they share a look but you can’t place what it is. 

“Pizza then?” 

“Trust me Bets, Ned is gonna scream when you ask him out. He’s been dying to do it but it’s always nice to know when a girl is into you.” 

He let that last line slip, he’s trying to hint to ask him without laying it out. Or let you know he was listening in. 

“Does he really? I swear he doesn’t make it known.” 

You look over at Ned, you have no clue how she thinks he doesn’t make it known. He followed her around like a puppy and was at her beck and call. Not to mention he’s watching the entire encounter rocking in his seat biting his nails. 

And you were scared you looked nervous. 

You point at Peter’s best friend, “Really, Bets? He doesn’t make it known?” 

Peter pats your head, “What she said.” 

You bite your bottom lip hard to stop the whimper from escaping, Peter shares a glance with you, you’re pretty sure he heard you. 

“So it’s an easy yes?” 

Peter nods, “The easiest.” 

Betty nods at Peter then looks towards you, “Y/N? Anything you need to ask Peter?” 

Your cheeks feel hot, you give a death stare to Betty. 

“Uh, nope. Can’t think of anything.” 

Betty pushes, “You sure?” 

“Positive.” You push the word through clenched teeth. 

Betty waits with pursed lips and when you offer no more she nods slightly, she can play this game too. 

“Thanks for the advice, Peter. But I don’t think I’m going to ask yet.” 

You want to disappear, and you are extra aware of Peter’s body next to yours. If you leaned against him you would rest into his waist, you wanted to make him proud again, so he could give you another celebratory pat. 

“He’s there when you’re ready, Betty. Stays between us, promise.” Then he looks at you before he departs, “Hey, you going to Flash’s party tonight?” 

You don’t trust your voice and nod, Peter watches where you chew on your lip. 

“Good, I’ll see you there.” He taps your shoulder with a punch and walks back towards his best friend. 

Ned looks at him with wide eyes, his fingernails are nubs. 

“Well?” 

Peter sighs dreamily, “I’m gonna make her ask me out.” 

—---------

“Peter!” 

“Y/N!” 

You both point at each other then meet in the middle for a hug, Peter sways you slightly and pulls away. 

“Long time no see!” He jokes, you giggle along. He’s just so funny. 

“No kidding, you know time stops when you’re not around.” You wink to play off the joke. 

Peter scrunches his nose like a bunny, “I love when you flirt with me. Want a drink?” 

You feel frozen for a moment, he’s not supposed to catch on. He was supposed to play dumb until you all grow up and get married and have kids and one night over lunch when you catch up after years you let it slip that you had a giant crush and always waited for him to notice. He wasn’t supposed to notice now. 

“What are you drinking?” You clock his red cup, he’s not a drinker but it’s not a water bottle this time. 

He holds it out, “Try?” 

You take it and raise it to your lips, it’s nearly empty. You can’t help but think about this being the first time you’ve shared a drink with Peter, you’re putting your lips where his were. The only thing more intimate than this is sharing a bite of food. If you pretend hard enough you can say that you’ve technically kissed him. 

It’s sweet and you can’t detect alcohol. You pull back and eye him, he’s waiting for your reaction. He hopes you like it. You pull a face then try it again, you’re trying to place it. 

“Like it?” 

“It’s like a cherry sprite, but like, better?” 

“It is! I can make you one?” 

Peter pushed you towards the kitchen with a hand to your back, you felt his palm through the material of your shirt and realized how cold the rest of you felt. Small conversation carried you through the wait, he made each of you a cup and handed it over. 

You both took a sip at the same time, you pulled back with a slight frown then took another sip. Peter watched you furrow your brows before you reached out for his own and took a sip. You make a confused sound. 

“Hm?” 

You shrug, “Your’s tastes better.” 

Peter thinks it's adorable, he can only hope that if this goes the way he’s thinking that you would carry this over. He always wants his to taste better, just because it’s his. 

“I’d offer to swap but then I’d think that one would taste better.” 

You nod, “I think you’re right.” Then hold your own out, “Cheers!” Peter obliges then holds his back when you try to tap it, “What are we cheering for?” You pucker, “Do we need a reason?” 

Peter pouts, “No, I guess not. Feels better to have one though.” 

You think for a reason then exclaim, “Here’s one,” You raise your cup again, “Here’s to new friends!” 

“And couples!” Peter taps his cup on yours. 

“What?” You eye him down, did he just say what you thought?” 

He nods his head towards Ned and Betty, totally wrapped up in each other. 

“Right! To new friends and couples.” 

Peter was about to speak again when Flash’s voice rang out on the DJ speaker. 

“Friends to the inner ring, losers stay away.” 

MJ immediately leaves from the inner circle to the kitchen, “MJ! You’re a friend!” 

She calls behind her, “I know you consider me one!” She stops when she sees you and Peter chatting closely. 

She nods her head in recognition, “Nice.” 

“What are you doing?” You watch her open cabinets moving around the kitchen. 

“Making toast. Take my place for me.” 

You made a pit stop to the bathroom and came back to the living room, the whole group sat across the couches and criss-crossed on the floor, there was not one space open. Peter took the last spot, you were about to sit in the kitchen with MJ when Peter waved you over and tapped his lap. You felt warm just thinking of sitting on his lap, it was closer than you’ve ever been before. You would literally be on top of him, and if you were to move just right perhaps you’d get even closer. 

You held your breath as you lightly rested on his lap, most of your weight rested on your feet you kept planted on the ground. Peter wrapped his arm around your waist and tugged you against him, your feet dangled between his knees and his chest was against your back. He delicately wrapped his other arm around your waist, he was hugging you to him. 

“Good?” He tried to look around at your face, instead you gave in and rested your head against his shoulder and rested a hand over his on your waist. You nodded against his neck, he grinned softly, “Good.” 

The rest of the party went by quickly, it was just a few rounds of some games but nothing too crazy. Some truth or dare, some never have I ever, some beer pong but nothing that led to anything more between you and Peter. He did however stick to your side the whole night. 

Betty and MJ had to nearly pull you from his side to leave, you wish they would’ve left you so that Peter would walk you home and you could maybe score a midnight smooch but they didn’t let you get the chance. 

“Say bye to Peter, Y/N.” 

You pout at Peter, you’re wishing he says he’ll take you home instead. He thinks that’s what you want too, but he has patrol after this, he even has the suit on. 

“Bye Peter. I’ll see you on Monday.” You reach in for a hug, he squeezes you and talks in your ear. 

“Bye Y/N. Let me know when you’re home, okay?” You grin into his shirt, he’s never said that before. You pull away and he looks over your face and hesitates before leaning in and pressing a kiss to your cheek, “See you Monday.” 

The only thing you can do is nod, you smile softly then step back into MJ and Betty who are ‘oohing’ softly at Peter’s move. You can’t even form words, your knees feel shaky and all your pacing thoughts are screaming his name over and over. Peter grins at your reaction before turning and going back to Ned who is now ready to leave since Betty is no longer there to entertain, Peter feels the same way. 

—-----------

Okay, Peter swears this is the final time. 

He’s never going to listen in on you ever again, he just needs to know what you’re feeling right now. He’s just making sure you’re okay, you didn’t talk over the weekend beyond the ‘home safe’ text and his ‘good, i had fun tonight! thanks for hanging with me!’ text. After he finds out what you’re thinking he’ll trust the process, he just needs to be sure you know he’s interested. 

You were distraught, did you go up to Peter? You got closer than ever at Flash’s party, but he didn’t text you all weekend, but you didn’t either. You wanted to pull at your hair, you had a feeling Peter was the ‘what you give is what you receive’ kind of guy. You swallow the lump in your throat and walk towards him. 

“Hi.”

Peter opens his arms, “Hi.” 

Your face lights up, he’s never initiated a hug before. You step into his hold and melt into him this time, no more pretending you didn’t absolutely love this. 

“Good Morning.” He mumbles the words in your ear, you mumble them back into his chest. 

“I don’t want to go to math, go for me.” 

Peter rests his chin on your head and pulls you in tighter, “Wanna swap? I have advanced trigonometry.” 

You pull away and squint at him, “Ew.” 

“I know right?” 

“It’s cause you’re such a smartie. I bet I could quiz you on anything and you would know it.” 

Peter grins, “Wanna come over and test that theory?” 

Your eyes widen, “Just you and me?” 

Peter laughs, “Unless you want to make it a decathlon.” 

A joke. 

He’s joking. 

“Bet, I’ll start working on the flash cards. Irrelevant question, what is your toughest subject?” 

He blows air through his lips and shrugs, he lets out the word with an honest chuckle. 

“Girls.” 

You swallow, “Noted.” 

—------------------

He was losing his window of opportunity. 

Good thing, you and Betty sat with him and Ned at lunch. (MJ and Flash followed.) Bad thing, he couldn’t listen to you talk about him. Peter will admit that it feels good to openly like someone and not be scared because he knows the other likes him too, it gives him confidence like he’s never had before. 

You sat next to him too, it went: him, you, Betty, Ned, Flash then two seats away from him, one from Peter was MJ. The table was loud, everyone having mixed conversations, once it quieted down some MJ was reminded of something. 

“Hey, Peter. Are we still doing the thing tonight?” 

What thing? You weren’t told of a thing, was it a Peter and MJ thing? I mean, MJ doesn’t like Peter and you’re almost sure Peter likes you but what is that thing tonight? 

“Yeah! I think Ned is gonna invite Betty too if that’s cool?” 

MJ nods, “Betty’s cool.” 

Peter then nudged his nose against the side of your face, you turn and he’s right there. You notice him glance at your lips for a quick second then asks, “Busy tonight?” 

You hum and think, “I don’t think so.” 

Peter grins, “Wanna come over? It’s game night.” 

“What kind of games?” 

“Mostly video games, MJ and Ned have a switch so we all take turns. But I have some two player board games if you want to play me.” 

You give him puppy dog eyes, “That is so cute.” 

“Is it?” Peter didn’t know it was that easy, he just wanted you to feel included if you didn’t want to watch him or your friends play games. 

You bite your lip and nod, without thinking he places his thumb on your chin and pulls down releasing it. You stare at him and he watches your pupils go wide, he was about to apologize but he won’t now. He’ll let you believe he did that on purpose. 

“Do you have Guess Who?” You clear your throat and try to level your breathing after his stunt. 

“Think so, I have a couple of good ones. I’ll show you when you come over.” 

You look him up and down, “Can I wear my PJ’s?” 

Peter holds a hand to his chest, “I’d be insulted if you didn’t.” 

You hold out your hand to shake his like a business agreement, “Deal.” 

He tells you he’ll text you the details and you lean into him as you laugh at something Ned said in retort to something Flash said. Your head was against his arm, he carefully watched as you made eye contact with Betty, she raised her eyebrows slightly and you carefully nodded your head.

He wrapped his hand around your neck and pulled you into him. 

Peter knows he has you now. 

—--------------

“Okay, what’s up with you and Y/N?” MJ wasn’t one to care, she promises. But you did consider her a friend on the inside and Peter was acting extremely touchy feely with you and he’s never done that before. Not to mention he kissed your cheek the other night. 

You couldn’t shut up about it on the way home, and of course the group text with you and Betty had been blowing up like crazy. You were constantly analyzing Peter’s every move and Betty was doing the same with Ned. If MJ was honest, and she would never admit it, Flash was her favorite right now. 

“Uh, nothing?” 

MJ nodded, “Nice to know we’re lying.” 

“I don’t know. I know she’s into me and Betty wants to ask Ned out but she won’t do it until Y/N asks me first, but she doesn’t think I’m into her so I’m trying to show her that I am so she’ll ask me.” 

“How the hell do you know about this?” 

Peter shrugs sheepishly, “I listened.” 

MJ groans, “You said you were gonna stop!” 

“I know! Ned was begging me and I accidentally heard it, and now I know she’s into me. I just want to make sure this actually happens.” 

Ned walked in the front door and shook his shoulders, “It’s freezing tonight.” 

Peter glanced at his phone to see if you texted him again, he told you to let him know when you were on your way up, he wanted to catch you in the hallway. Alone. 

“Y/N and Betty are on their way, by the way.” 

“Betty’s bringing her switch so we can all game.” Ned shot finger guns at MJ, she blocked the imaginary hits. 

“Sweet. I’m gonna kick double ass in Mario Kart.” 

Ned looks at Peter, “What are you doing?” 

“I think we’re gonna play some games in my room.” 

MJ waggles her eyebrows, “Alone?” 

“Yeah?” 

Ned whistles, “On your bed?” 

“Probably.” Peter doesn’t see what’s wrong. 

“She’s gonna think you’re making a move, you know that right?” MJ clicks her teeth at him. 

“Like what?” 

MJ chewed on her lip, “She asked me if you’ve ever kissed someone.” 

Ned whoops, “Get it, dude!” 

Peter isn’t that surprised, he wants to kiss you too after all. And maybe that was slightly his plan already, he was trying to separate the both of you from the pack. He just wanted to talk with you more and he couldn't spit game as confidently when his friends were watching and listening. Peter also can’t think of a downside of kissing you either, it just seems really lovely. 

“It’s almost like I planned it.” He winks at his friends as they realize he did in fact plan it to be this way. 

His phone buzzes, “Hold on.” 

He opens the door to see you and Betty’s smiling faces, “Hello.” He reaches in for a hug, you first then Betty. “If you wanna head in you can,” He smiles at Betty and watches her step through the threshold, you go to follow and he steps in front of you. He softly closes the door behind her, you watch expectantly. 

“Hi.” He smiles. 

“Hi.” You mimic.

He almost kisses you now, he opts for pulling you in for a second hug. You’re surprised but latch on tightly, he pulls away and places a delicate kiss on your cheek. It’s softer than the one at the party, it’s intimate, it was a private kiss. 

“Thank you for coming.” He whispers against your skin. 

Your cheeks flush, you’ve never felt this seen before. Peter notices everything about you, and you wonder why it took him this long. You can’t help but get lost in daydreams where he was truly yours and his kisses never stopped, even as they trailed down your body. 

“Thank you for inviting me.” 

He didn’t even look at what you were wearing, he tilted your head up with his hand on your jaw. 

“You look pretty.” 

You blinked slowly, you kept looking between his eyes and his mouth. He said his worst subject was girls, you think he’s a liar, he’s too smooth and quick. 

“You’re better at this than me.” 

Peter just grins smugly. He’s better at the flirting game and he knows it. Spider-Man has some quick wit and it’s helped Peter out tremendously. 

As soon as you both stepped through the door MJ berated you, “What were you two doing out there?” You wince and suck a breath through your teeth, “Making out. Hard core face sucking, had a full round of tonsil hockey.” 

MJ narrowed her eyes, “Oh? Peter finally kissed you?” 

This is what Peter means when he says his friends ruin his game. 

You nod, “Oh yeah. Had me pressed against the wall and everything. I’m still seeing stars.” 

It’s funny, nothing actually happened but what did felt more personal than actually telling your friends about a hook up session. 

“Really?” Betty gasped, fully amazed that you had actually done it. 

You frowned slightly, she seemed so excited for you. You had to let her know you were kidding. 

“Yup. He even asked for my hand in marriage, right Peter?” 

He nods, “We haven’t set a date yet.” 

Betty boos with Ned, “No fair, we actually believed you.” 

MJ shook her head, “No way. Peter’s not the make out in the hallway type.” 

Peter makes kissy faces at MJ, “Wanna find out?” 

MJ gags.

Ned huffs, “Betty and I are setting up Mario Kart.” 

“I’m making popcorn.” MJ backs up into the kitchen. 

Peter tugs you into him, “Wanna check out my games?” 

—-----

You may or may not be trying a little extra hard to make your butt look good as you bend down looking at the games, Peter’s standing behind you and you just hope he’s taking a little look. Your PJ’s did hug you just right. 

“You know I’ve never played chess?” You move the box to the right and find Connect Four, you pass him the box and he gasps. “Never?” 

“Nope.” You wish you could play Clue, it was a favorite. You’re gonna team up with Betty to get the boys to play with you, MJ was an easy add if everyone else played. 

“Never learned?” 

You shake your head, “Never did. I dated one guy in middle school who did it competitively, and seeing as he was my boyfriend and a master in the game, or at least I thought he was at the time, I asked if he would teach me and he laughed at me and said it was “too advanced for a brain like mine.” So I vowed to never play it.” 

You stood and handed him two more games, Guess Who and Battleship. 

Peter frowned, “Sounds like a dolt. If you want, I would love to teach you. The hardest part is learning what the pieces do, after that it’s all strategy.” 

You smile, “Don’t make fun of me but that would be a cute date.” 

He laughs, “Teaching you chess?” 

“Yes! You would be like this does that, and this does that, and you would let me practice on you, but you wouldn’t let me win cause then you can tell me why I failed so I actually get better.” 

Peter doesn’t know why he thought girls were so hard to please, he thinks that's just what he’s been told. But so far all you really want to do is hang out with him. 

“We can do it later this week if you’re up for it.”  

You grin and nod, “Yes! You’re awesome, thank you so much!”  

You also are extremely excited to see Peter concentrated and calculated with his moves. 

Peter tells you it’s no biggie, then asks if you want to play in his room. You breathe in and nod, you were nervous to be in Peter’s room for the first time ever, and alone with him. It was slightly calmer if you think about how this is the first of many times you’ll see this room. You’re hoping you’ll be looking at the ceiling a lot more, though. 

He points to his bed when you enter, “I’m leaning towards Guess Who first.” 

You kick your shoes off and sit on his bed, “Comfy.” 

“Just big enough for two.” 

The way he speaks so casually makes you sweat. He’s a natural when it comes to flirting with you, you feel kiddish thinking about your lame attempts you call flirting. No wonder it went over his head for so long. 

“Red or blue?” He holds up the plastic, “Red.” He nods in approval, “Nice choice.”

You hum, “Spider-Man wears red, I like red. I’m easy.” 

He looks at you, “You like Spider-Man?” 

You draw your head back, “You don’t?” 

“I do! I didn’t know you were a fan, that’s all.” 

“I’ve never seen him in person though, MJ has and I ask her about it all the time but she’s just super generic. Have you seen him?” 

Peter clears his throat, “A few times.” 

You drop your jaw, “No way! Tell me!” 

“Nothing special, just the usual walking down the street and seeing him swinging.” 

“That’s so cool though, have you seen him just fucking people up? Like when he does that web thing when he picks them up and slams them down? It’s so sick. Or when he wraps them up and like, flies towards them and double kicks their chest?” 

Peter pretends to think about it, “I think I’ve seen some videos. He’s pretty cool, he’s got a few sick moves.” 

“He’s my Harry Styles, if I saw him I’d melt down and cry and ask him to gently hold me. Like, it sounds crazy but I just know he’s cool. I don’t even like him like that, I just want to be his best friend.” 

Peter wants to ask how you’d feel knowing you were about to make out with him. 

“Total fangirl moment?” 

“Pictures and all. I’d ask him to sign my tits, no joke.” 

Peter throws his head back in a laugh, you smile at how he lights up. You love making him so happy. 

“Okay!” You clap your hands. 

“Is your person wearing a hat?” 

“Nope.” 

“Is your person wearing glasses?” 

“No.” 

“Fuck.” 

“Does your person have a beard?” 

“Fuck off, Peter. I’m moving in.” 

“I’ll take that as a yes.” 

“Is your person old?” 

“Ancient.” 

“Is your person Sam?” 

You narrow your eyes at Peter, “Is this how it’s going to be between us? You always winning?” 

“I ask good questions, stick around me long enough and you’ll get better at dodging me.” 

“I could eat you up in scrabble.” You mutter. 

“Yes you could, I’m ass at scrabble.” 

Somewhere after the hour mark you’ve made your way to Battleship, it’s been a close game both of you have one more hit on the other person. You’re starting to feel the pressure, you try and calculate where he is, if you guess wrong he’s going to win. You know it. 

You hold your breath, “C-4.” Peter looks at you and builds the suspense, then frowns. “Miss.” You groan, “Ugh, go ahead and sink me.” He smiles softly, “D-11.” You grunt at your board, “I’m swimming in the ocean with hope and a lifejacket.” 

“Don’t worry, my one boat will come to save you.” 

You snort, “Don’t worry babe, I blew your engines. You’re sinking next.” 

“Are we gonna Jack and Rose it?” 

You nod stiffly, “I’d let you die for me, yes.” 

The room gets quiet, it makes you want to puke but you think the time is right. You told Betty you’d do it tonight, and Peter isn’t so scary, you just hate the feeling of rejection. 

“Remember when Betty called you over about Ned?” 

Peter has to pretend to think about it, he hums as he’s setting up his ships again. 

“Well, she was trying to set up like this double date thing cause she’s too scared to go out with him alone for the first time. I mean nervous, not scared. Ned’s not scary.” 

He hums again, he’s placing the third ship. He’s nearly holding his breath in excitement. 

“And she wanted me to, like she asked if I would, I uh, nevermind.” 

You lost the steam, you weren’t even sure how to word it without making it seem like a favor. 

“I’m listening, she asked if you would what?” 

“It doesn’t matter, it’s stupid. Are you almost done?” You almost looked over to see if he was done placing his ships but stopped before you would ruin the game. 

He looked up at you, “Tell me about Betty, come on.” 

You shook your head and bit your lip, he took his chance and leaned forward to untuck it like he did earlier. Peter watched your pupils blow like before, he looked between your eyes and mouth before moving in. You felt his hand move to cup at your jaw, his thumb brushing your cheek softly before hooking his hand around your face. 

You felt like you couldn’t breathe, you knew what he was doing. He watched your reaction as he pulled you near him, he leaned in closer. He was taking his time, you were nearly shaking waiting for him to just kiss you, he was slowly building the tension. He wanted you to know he wanted this just as much as you did. 

He smiled as he leaned in, just inches away. He brushed his lips against yours, the feather like promise of more. You melted into his touch and closed your eyes, he took that as a sign. His lips pressed against yours and your spine jolted, electricity felt like it ran through you, it didn’t hurt but it woke you up. You gripped at the back of his neck and held him tighter to you, you had dreamed of this for months, you weren’t letting go easily. 

Peter moved against you slowly, he felt as you opened your mouth slightly and he took that as an invitation, he smoothed his tongue over yours and you moaned into his mouth. You’ve never felt this way before in a make out session, and this was just starting. He went until he felt choked for air, he pulled away slightly. You made a wet smacking sound when you separated. You raced for breath and kept your eyes closed, still panting you needed more. You opened your eyes to blink then pulled him back in, you were only able to last a minute before you searched for more air. 

You couldn’t help yourself, he tasted so sweet it felt impossible to pull away. Now that you know what you were missing you never wanted to go back. You told yourself one more, you tried to pull him in but he pulled your hands from behind his neck, “Breathe. I’m not going anywhere. Can’t make out if you're unconscious.” You nodded and made a show of you breathing, then you leaned in for one more, he bowed his head and laughed. “That good?” You drank him in with greedy eyes, you ached for him. “Please,” You whimpered the words, it sent chills down his spine, he loved the way that sounded. 

He nudged his nose against yours, “Please ask me, I’ll say yes.” He whispered his request.

He wasn’t talking about kissing, you knew that. He was asking about you asking him out, you know he was. He tied two and two together, you breathed in deeply. 

“Do you want to go on a date with me?” 

He nodded and placed his mouth on yours once more, you gripped at his shirt before shoving the plastic boxes to the side so you could get closer. You slowly shuffled toward him until you pulled away to straddle his waist, meeting his lips quickly before he could tell you to slow down. You’ve dreamed of this forever, you were in awe of what was happening, Peter Parker was making out with you, and it was really, really good. 

Betty tried to walk in to ask what time you were leaving, it was a school night after all. But she decided to back out and give you space when she saw you busy at work on top of Peter. She came from the room glowing, she couldn’t believe you had actually done it. 

“What’s going on in there?” 

Betty smiled at MJ, “They’re making out.” 

“Good for them!” Ned cheered out, he passed the finish line before MJ, “Last lap, loser.” 

“That reminds me!” Ned looked over at Betty, “What?” 

“Wanna go on a date with me?” 

Ned dropped the remote, his character fell off a cliff. 

“Yes. God yes!” 

MJ is sure Flash is her favorite now. 

[bgyuus]

🃜🃚🃖 i can give you love for free 🃁🂭🂺

he has his eyes on you ever since you started working at the casino

mind yall that i have NO IDEA how to play these casino stuff as im not allowed to gamble HAHAHA

cw: aventurine eating you out cuz yes 🎀😻

dressed in jewels tattered on your dress, you moved over to aventurine's lap at the gambling table with your arm around his neck as an encouragement for him to keep winning.

truth is you've been working at this casino ever since you've remembered, entertaining men (and women) whenever they won the gambling game. your job? sit on their laps, act pretty and whisper sweet nothings into their ears, after a few rounds of the game eventually you'll end up in the hotel bed with them- they have to pay you for this of course and you've earned millions from it.

back to the present, aventurine smiled at you, finally having you in his arms as he pulls you more towards him. "looks like i'll be having you tonight as a reward?" he flipped his 2 of aces cards, making the rest of the men around the table groan in frustration. "and that's a wrap folks! mr aventurine wins tonight's round!" the spokesperson said as he pushed all of the chips towards the blond.

you gave him a smile, your fingers pulling the collar of his shirt to you as you whisper in his ear. "you're one lucky man, mr aventurine." your words were enough to make him rile up as he bumps up his thigh, jolting up to your core , making you hold in a moan.

"i'll be taking my present tonight," he bowed at the spokesperson before grabbing you by the waist and heading up to a specially reserved room above the casino. once there, he immediately slammed you against the back of the door, pushing his lips onto yours without hesitation and lets his hands roam freely around your body.

"fuck.. you have no idea how much i've wanted this.." he mumbled, his lips going down to your neck while his hands finds the zipper to your dress and pulled it down, making your dress pool around your ankles. your arms wrapped around his neck as you jumped onto him and wrapped your legs around his waist. "you've been stalking me, huh?" you smirked at him while he carries you over to the bed in the middle of the room.

the man lets out a low chuckle, settling you down beneath him. "been keeping my eyes on you ever since you worked here," his breath was so hot against your skin which made you sigh in content. his lips went down to your stomach, kissing you all over as he reaches further down to your panties.

"may i?"

with a single nod from you, he hooks his fingers around the cloth, pushing them to the side as his tongue pushes against your folds, licking your essence. the sensation he's giving you is too much as you arched your back from the mattress, your fingers tugging on his hair as he pushes his mouth even deeper into your core. your legs involuntarily wrapped around his head as you pulled him in more, feeling his nose bumping against your clit while you let out a moan.

"easy baby," he coos softly as his hands pushes your legs apart from his head, making you look down at him in curiosity. his big hands holds your legs down to the bed as he dives in to your clit again, savouring every single drop of you, not letting them go to waste as you tossed your head back into the plush pillows, panting out profanities. his tongue licks a long strip of your clit, making your legs shake and tremble from the feeling as you feel something drip down your thighs.

"that quick, huh?" aventurine chuckled as he licks your cum that was dripping down your thigh with a smug look on his face. your cheeks turned red at the sight of him as you smack his head in defense. the man laughed at your reaction as he kissed your folds before laying down back on to your chest.

"what are you doing?" you laugh softly, your fingers running through his hair. this interaction between you and him was way different than those other nights of you with other men in bed. with aventurine, this felt.. genuine? honestly, you have no idea what this feels as you haven't felt something like for so long. "what? i can't cuddle with you after eating you out?" he replied sarcastically without looking at your face. this made you laugh again, letting out a content sigh.

"will you let me do this again if i win more rounds?"

he looks up at you, his purple eyes looking into yours. you can't help but chuckle at his question. "if you keep winning like this, then i might just make you my loyal customer."

aventurine snickered at your statement, finding it amusing as he definitely didn't want whatever they have to only be just a one time thing.

"oh i'll keep winning alright, so that i can only have you for myself."

[mysteryshoptls]

SR Lilia Vanrouge - Ceremonial Robes Vignette

"It's a showdown!"

[Classroom]

Lilia: Ooh, I see you've brought donuts from the Scalding Sands today, Kalim.

Kalim: You know your stuff, Lilia! It's a syrup-covered donut called awamat.

Cater: Looks tasty, but feels like it's a snack that's way sweeter than sweet.

Cater: I think I'll start off with the candy that Lilia-chan brought. Down the hatch…Mm?

Cater: [cough, gasp, sputter]! Ack, this flavor's crazy!

Lilia: Kufufu, it's licorice. One bite and you're already hooked, huh?

Cater: No, I'm saying it's bad crazy! It's salty, and tastes like rubber…

Lilia: Does it? I actually quite like it. …Nom. …Hmhm, yep, it's definitely tasty.

Kalim: How can you eat it all happy like that～? I can't with this, either. It doesn't even smell like it's edible.

Lilia: That's a shame, all I wanted was to share my favorite snacks with my clubmates.

Cater: Oh, right. Speaking of club stuff, what're we gonna do to try to pull in new members this year at the club showcase?

Kalim/Lilia: …?

Cater: Hey, come on! We met up today specifically to talk about what we were gonna do for that!

Lilia: And uh, what club were we again?

Cater: You don't even remember that!? We're the Pop Music Club!

Lilia: Oh right, I remember now. I can't help forgetting 'cause even when we meet up for our club like this, we're usually just lazing about anyway.

Kalim: Yeah, I feel like we haven't really played much music since I joined the club, either.

Cater: Seee, that's why the Headmage was on our case～

Cater: He said that since there's only three of us and we don't really do dedicated club activities, if we don't get more members this year, our club'll be disbanded!

Cater: That's why we absolutely need to get more folks to join us at the club showcase! Especially since it's basically impossible to get any of the older students to drop their clubs and join us, anyway.

Lilia: Plus, it feels like the students here aren't really geared towards joining a band, either.

Cater: Yeaaaaah～ Fights would break out even before we can even set up a live performance.

Lilia: Every time someone opens their mouth, it's just "our musical tastes are just different" and they leave. None of them are team players.

Kalim: And then in the end, it's just us left over.

Cater: Just us three easy-breezy boys～

Cater: 'Sides, it was Lilia-chan's performance from last year's club showcase that was the problem.

Cater: It totally threw everyone off when you just went all screamo and smashed your guitar! We only got Kalim-kun out of all the possible newbies 'cause of that.

Lilia: Nonsense. That scream is my specialty.

Lilia: Thrash metal isn't thrash metal without all my guitar strings snapping.

Cater: There's no way I can keep up with something as hardcore and heavy as that. Doesn't really feel like many people'd like it, either.

Kalim: I totally thought your performance was pretty cool, Lilia! I'd never seen anything like that.

Kalim: It really surprised me when you just leaped off the stage into the audience, too! Ahaha!

Lilia: Oh yes, the best part of a live performance is the stage dive.

Lilia: I was just as surprised that I fell straight to the floor because no one tried to catch me. Kheehee

Cater: 'K, we really gotta stop with goin' down memory lane now. Keep this up and we're really gonna lose our club, y'know?

Cater: I don't wanna lose our precious space to hang after classes. There's no way I'd even consider joining an athletic club～

Lilia: I hear you, I hear you. Then, I guess we should hunker down and prepare a band performance for the club orientation showcase.

Lilia: So, if we're putting together a three-piece band, who should be in what position?

Kalim: Well, obviously…

Kalim/Cater/Lilia: I'D BE ON MAIN VOCALS!

Cater: No way, c'mon, we can't all be vying for the vocalist spot!

Lilia: Well, we may be "easy-breezy boys" as you say, but in the end, we're still Night Raven College boys.

Lilia: Well, if we're picking a vocalist, it only makes sense that whoever can sing best takes the spot.

Kalim: Well, then that's gotta be me! Whenever I sing, I got Jamil, my parents and my siblings all sayin' I'm amazing!

Cater: Ehhh～ Don't think we can really go off of what your family and close friends say, can we?

Cater: But then there's me. Whenever I go sing karaoke with someone, it's a mad party!

Lilia: Wait a moment, you two. I've already proven that I can sing at last year's club orientation showcase.

Cater: No way, I already told you that your zombie-like shouting's only gonna scare away any potential newbies!

Lilia: Looks like we're at a stalemate…

Lilia: Well, guess there's no other choice… It's a showdown for that prized vocalist spot!

Kalim/Cater: Eh!?

[Classroom]

Kalim: So, what're we doin' to win the vocalist spot?

Cater: I'm gonna pass if it's a physical fight!

Lilia: Well, since we're looking for the best voice, it should be sufficient enough to do a singing competition using a karaoke app to score us.

Lilia: We each sing once. And we should each pick out a song we're good at singing.

Cater: Ok, we just gotta pick a song we know front to back, huh! Cool, so let's get this shindig started～♪

Kalim: You already decide what you're singing, Cater?

Cater: Yup, I'm thinking of doing the new song my favorite band just released this week. It's perfectly in my range 'n all.

Cater: …Oh, wait. It looks like it's not in the karaoke app yet, though.

Lilia: Guess you need to look for another song. What about you, Kalim?

Kalim: Mmm～ I thought about it, and…

Kalim: I'm way better at dancing than singing, y'know. Can I do that instead?

Cater: No, absolutely not! That's not what we're looking for at all!

Lilia: Kheeheehee, you're a silly lad, as always. Well, you still have time to pick out a song after I've finished singing.

Lilia: I'll start up the karaoke app, and… Hm. Would a lullaby from Briar Valley be considered a folk song?

Cater: A lullaby!? That's totally on the other side of the music spectrum from your usual metal music!!

Lilia: Lullabies are my specialty! I can instantly send a crying babe back into dreamland.

Cater: Wow. I wasn't expecting that.

Lilia: Ehehe. The secret is that I ad-lib some screaming shouts as I sing it.

Cater: But it's a lullaby!?

Cater: You're saying there's a baby out there who can listen to your screamo and actually sleep!? You sure they didn't just pass out!?

Lilia: Rude. He was sleeping away so peacefully. Ahh, how nostalgic.

Kalim: Oh, do you have much younger siblings too, Lilia?

Lilia: Well, no, he wasn't a sibling… But I did live with a babe for a while.

Kalim: I'm always trying to sing them lullabies to get them to sleep, but they never do. You'll have to show me your tricks later!

Lilia: Sure thing. How about I show you now… Hm? Looks like Briar Valley lullabies aren't in this app either.

Cater: Aw, man～ Guess it's just a little too specific, huh?

Lilia: So, neither me nor Cater can sing what we want. Kalim would rather dance…

Lilia: Well, some competition this turned out to be. Why don't we just do rock-paper-scissors to decide, then?

Lilia: It only makes sense that he who is the luckiest should shoulder the fate of our band's future.

Cater: That was out of left field...

Kalim: Well, why not? It's easy and we'll be done in a flash.

Cater: Fine… I guess leaving it up to something random like this is more our style anyway.

Lilia: Okay, here we go. Rock, paper, scissors…

Kalim/Cater/Lilia: Go!

Lilia: Yaay～ I win! I get to do the vocals!

Kalim: Maaan～ You're so lucky, Lilia.

Cater: Don't smash up the guitar this year, mmkay～?

Lilia: Yeh! …But after all that, I think the bass or drums would suit me better after all.

Cater: Then what was with that celebrating just now!?

Lilia: I just like snatch the win from those who wanted it, I guess.

Cater: If you need to be the center of attention like that, then maybe the singing guitarist position really does suit you after all?

Lilia: You don't get it, huh. Based on my research, the leader of the band is most often the bassist or the drummer.

Lilia: Also, they got this quiet and mature vibe, which also seems cool to me.

Lilia: You can be the main vocals, Cater, since you'd probably know all the popular songs right now.

Cater: Yaay～ Thanks, Lilia-chan! Then I'll be singing and on guitar! Kalim, what about you?

Kalim: If I'm not the lead vocalist? I only really know the instruments we got back home in the Scalding sands. I'm pretty good at the darbuka.

Cater: What's a darbuka? That's the first time I've ever heard that name.

Lilia: It's a type of drum that makes an exotic sound. I saw it once a long time ago when I visited the Scalding Sands.

Cater: I hate to be that guy, but aren't we gonna stray from the standard three-piece band if we use more specialized instruments…?

Lilia: Well, if you're good at percussion, then you should be on drums! I'll teach you how to play it.

Kalim: Thanks, Lilia! I can't wait to play a new instrument!

Lilia: So that means I'm the bassist and the leader of the band!

Cater: You're really hung up on being the leader, huh～ Okay then, Leader. What should we wear, then?

Lilia: Hm… Good question. Whatever it is, it should be flashy and cool.

Kalim: We can just special order some super fancy costumes! What if we sew on some gems to give them some serious sparkle?

Cater: Nice idea～♪ But there's no way that's in our budget…

Lilia: Yes, unfortunately, we're a small club that's in danger of being disbanded. Probably the only thing we can afford with what little we have is instrument upkeep.

Kalim: So, what, we have to do it with whatever we already own…?

Cater: Our dorm uniforms look cool… But they all clash～

Lilia: What outfit do all of us own that match despite being from different dorms… That's also cool… Hmmm…

Lilia: Oh yeah! What about our ceremonial robes!?

Cater: Lilia-chan, great idea!

Kalim: If you guys are good with it, so am I!

Lilia: Alright, now that we've figured out our costume, we just gotta practice every day until the club orientation!

Kalim/Cater: Yeah!!

[Diasomnia Dorm – Lounge]

Lilia: …Is something that happened once.

Silver: I see, so that's why you weren't on guitar and vocals this year…

Sebek: I found your professional level bass playing to be an unforgettable sight to witness, Lilia-sama!!!!!

Lilia: And rightly so, of course. Kheeheehee.

Requested by @olivebranch311.

[madischoolreport]

It's a Bird! It's a Plane! NO! It's a SUPER AD!

Share an image of a sign/ad with a key concept in action. You heard it here first folks! The Amazing SUPERMAN in PRINT! Hear of his greatest exploits and his most dastardly villains!

Ahh, the 1960's. I remember it well. It was several decades before I was born and DC Comics were coming in HOT with Superman! The key concept here may not be very identifiable at a glance, but with the aid of Superman's X-RAY VISION, I'll shed some illumination! The concept I'm highlighting here is audience, and for a big reason.

When you think of advertisements, what do you think they are trying to promote? "Hey, I know you're having fun over here, but we paid the service you're on to tell you about our product that we have over here!" It's usually advertisers pointing to their product through other products. You see it in baseball stadiums telling you to get Geico, you see it on billboards telling you to read a bible or you'll combust, you see it on YouTube telling you to shop at Temu or vote one way or another (election season amirite?). But one ad that you might not think about are the HOUSE ADS! Out of all the advertisements, I, personally, find them to be the most wholesome. House ads are advertisements that promote internally. That is to say ads that promote themselves. In comics, you'll see regular ads for shaving products or even Geico again? Are you kidding me, how are you everywhere? But when making comics, the editors will intentionally leave blank space to put those pesky little Geico ads in there. But, occasionally, there will be spaces that aren't filled by Geico and nobody is paying for ads there. So they will do some self-promotion! This has two big purposes. One is obviously is to fill up ad space since they can't just have a blank page, but the other purpose is to get the audience excited and wanting to learn more about other series that they are putting out. So it gets consumers interested in other products that they are selling. And since they're already reading comics that they bought, they're more likely to give the advertisement a try as it is typically more of similar products or content. Who better knows their audience than the people who already have them hooked?

(Heya, I got a lot of info, as well as the Superman image from author Dan Greenfield at this link. I wasn't alive at the time of the ads posting, but it is fun to learn about them from the perspective of people who were around at the time! Give it a read, it's really interesting looking back through time!) Source: https://13thdimension.com/paul-kupperberg-my-13-favorite-1960s-dc-comics-house-ads/

[castingspellsanddaisies]

The Trent Alexander-Arnold Tarot Reading

DISCLAIMER: These readings are done for entertainment purpose, so take everything in here with a grain of salt and have fun!

BABIES, THIS WILL 🔥🔥🔥

What's his general personality?

He's quite a stubborn man and he has quite a temper too. And he likes to be ''the man of the party'' or something like this. He likes to stand out when he enters a room. Trent like the idea of having people dependant on him, who sees him ''solid as a rock''. He can be very dependable and he likes to act like it. I also see Trent prefers to be around younger and more naive people, because, again, he feels empowered by feeling like he knows better. He likes young women (PS: snake + child + woman can be a dangerous combination, it could mean a crime - but I'm not going there tonight!). He may be not so kind to some women in his life.

He likes to act like a child sometimes. He's quite traumatized.

Trent's very nurturing with people he cares about and he always acts on the best of his interests when he's dealing with people and he values things from the past, from his home country.

And he's frustrated about expectations he had that were not met. He's always expecting some recognition that is not coming, but he hides that pain from other. He doesn't want to look weak.

What's his type in women? (for a serious relationships, not hook-ups)

heart + clover + books + mountain + tree + house | back of the deck: man

8 of wands reversed + 4 of cups reversed + 10 of wands + the wheel of fortune + 5 of swords + 5 of cups reversed | back of the deck: the lovers reversed

Folks, something curious just happened. For some reason Trent doesn't want me to see this today. I only feel his energy in the present.

He's in a relationship right now, right? But I don't see that lasting for long. He wants, yes, to meet someone to build a family with, but he sees that happening in the future, not now or next year... He's still looking for ''the one''. Currently, this relationship/connecting of his is not really a connection, they don't click together. I see Trent's getting tired of it, they're not evolving in their relationship. It seems he's waiting on the right moment to break things up, because he ''doesn't want to hurt her feelings that much''.

Is he truly friends with Jude? (meaning: does he truly like Jude?)

tree + letter + lily | back of the deck: moon

5 of wands reversed + 7 of pentacles + queen of pentacles reversed | back of the deck: 2 of wands reversed

Yes, Trent appreciates the friendship both of them had build throughout the years. I see them talking honestly with each other - anda lot! lol Trents likes how Jude's way of thinking. But sometimes Trent likes to pretend like he doesn't care that much about his friendship with Jude? Like hot and cold unpurposed?

He likes the ''status'' he gains when he's with Jude. He also likes what Jude can do for him, how he can ease his life sometimes. But sometimes he questions where their friendship will go.

Why usually Trent goes with women who were first running after Jude? 👀

king of cups + 3 of wands reversed + 4 of wands reversed

Alright, so he doesn't go after women who had or were about to have something with Jude. Trent's very conscious about not doing anything that could destabilize his friendship with Jude.

BUT...

9 of cups reversed + the tower + 6 of swords + judgement reversed + page of wands + 8 of cups reversed:

It could have happened with someone who was interested in Jude but Jude was not interested in her. Then Trent stepped in.

But why would he do that?

5 of swords + 2 of swords reversed + 2 of cups reversed + the devil reversed

Oh my god... Trent doesn't even know why. He doesn't want to think about it. He knows what he's doing is pathetic but he doesn't want to ackowledge that is pathetic, you know? He just wants to leave hahaha - He just ends ''relationships'' five in five months, do they still count as relationships? Oh well...

That's it folks. I hope you enjoyed the reading and take care!

[shy-girl04-stories]

A Quick Shower

I am rudely awaken by you flinging back the bed sheets and giving my bottom a slap.

"Rise and shine Little One, we've got an early start today. "

I grunt and tell you to piss off, that it's too early and bury my head back in the pillow. The next thing I feel is you biting my behind and telling me I may have to wait until later to be punished for cursing, but I will be punished.

I groan and reluctantly lift myself up from the bed. As you march me to the shower you remind me we're going on a day trip with my parents and have to be there early for breakfast.

You brush my long tresses, smoothing my bed hair from the hard fucking you gave me last night, whilst I brush my teeth. When the shower is up to temperature you move my still half asleep body into the shower and under the water. You start by shampooing my hair, then with some foaming body wash your hands roam all over my body, lingering on my pert breasts, the curve of my belly and down between my legs, slipping your hand into my folds making me sigh out in pleasure. You wrap your arms around me pulling my back to your hard chest, your stiff cock pressing into me.

" I thought we didn't have much time this morning?" I tease between heavy breaths, wriggling my bum against you.

"There's always time to fuck" you growl in my ear.

I'm thrust against the wall, slightly bent at my waist, hands on the shower wall, legs kicked apart, as your hand moves down to my already moist slit and toys with my clit, before slowing easing your cock into me. I press my forehead to the wall, ready and waiting for you to start driving into me.

I feel your lips on my ear as you whisper;

"I'm going to fuck you so hard you're going to feel me in your tight cunt all day as you sit and make polite conversation with your folks. Ready? Then hold on."

You raise one of my legs up against the wall, hooking an arm underneath, and I'm only prevented from falling over by the tight grip your other hand has on my hip. And then you pound into me, over and over again.

I'm clinging onto the wall, feeling like a tree buffeted around in a storm. Your hand on my hip moves round to my throbbing nub and pinches and flicks it till I'm out of my mind.

"Oh my God!" I scream as light flashes in my eyes and I'm clinging onto the wall near collapse with the power of my climax. You drop my leg, pull out and roar your release over my lower back.

You turn me around and clutching my face with both hands give me a deep passionate kiss and I wrap my legs around you.

Your hands move down to my bottom holding me up as I'm pinned between the wall and your body. We grab at each other; a tangle of clutching limbs and desperate kisses until we are left panting, your forehead on mine, trying to catch our breath.

"Right, let's get you cleaned up and shipshape again" you command finally as you slowly release me to stand on wobbly legs.

I smile dreamily and reply "Aye aye Captain" with a cheeky salute as you manoeuvre me back under the shower spray, giving my nipple a quick pinch for my insolence.

[smashwolfen]

I'm here to yell and love Okami all over again!!!! I LOVE OKAMI VERY MUCH AND AM SO EXCITED SHES COMING BACK BABEYYYYYYY!!!!!

(that okami case is in fact bought from a blockbuster its that old XD)

I didn't start playing Okami back when it released on the playstation but when it had come to the Wii I was instantly hooked. The artstyle, the story and just being able to run around as a DOGGO was amazing for my young teen brain!! It got me into looking up myths and legends when I was in school and now I love reading about them still to this day, its fascinating seeing what was used in the game and seeing other instances of the real myths in other games thanks to Okami getting the ball rolling for me! Then of course Okamiden came out and THAT IS THE ORIGINAL OKAMI 2 WE CANNOT FORGET ABOUT THE LIL OUPPY HIMSELF CHIBI!!! I'll admit I may have only played thru Okamiden once.... only because I HAD a complete file and lent the game for a family friend to play on... and they deleted the file and I had been so discouraged to replay it again, maybe with the new game being teased I may play thru it again along with OG okami as well to 100%

Back when I first played Okami initially, I managed to make 2 things just because I loved the game so so much, first being this old clay figure I made. Its missing a leg sadly but I'm still so dang proud of how well younger me managed to even get it so well shaped! Her mirror is a lil worse for wear too but its flames are hanging on by a thread (its removable too!)

Then I forget WHEN I made this but I think I just wanted to paint something small on this tiny canvas I found at the time, and tiny it was! Again probably to broaden my skills as a kid XD

And then in 2019 during one my sisters batchelorette outings we did for fun, we went to this ceramics cafe where we could pick something and just go buck wild and paint whatever we wanted on it. I decided to make the coolest mug ever, and of course did Ammy! Itty bitty Issun to boot XD

Now something cool folks may not have seen that I gots! I didn't use the internet like crazy as a kid so I didn't know about looking things up for games and whatnot, so how did young me even stumble onto Okami to begin with? Well with THESE two books right here!!

NINTENDO POWER BABEYYYYYY!!!!! Back when I had been getting a subscription, these were my introductions to Okami! The One with Sonic on it was the original one that had this section for Okami in the issue, and man when I saw the art for it I fell so hard in love adsfsgdhfj

LOOK AT THEM ARTS IMAGINE HOW COOL THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN TO SEE AS A KID XD

Then the Kingdom hearts one was the one that told me about Okamiden!

I had to go digging for those when I remembered I had them at all, the only other cool things I owned that I didn't make or was the game themselves XD

I'm so hyped Okami is getting a third game and from the trailer alone it's gonna look amazinnnngggg. With how far graphics have gotten today, who knows how much stylization were gonna get that's essentially what they wanted from the original, how far can they push the Sumi-e now that we have the graphic capabilities? I can't wait for news and PRAY it comes to the next gen nintendo console, we got the other two for the nintendo, one being a DS exclusive, so it would be insane if it didn't come to nintendo again.

We must wait and seeeeeeee

Time to continue to be deranged and look at peoples pretty asf art, OKAMI RESURGENCE LETS FRICKING GO FELLAS!!!!

[maintitle]

Gonna put this behind a read more because it may be a massive spoiler, or it may be me clutching at straws, but this will be a very rare speculative piece from me on DA:V:

So I've had the suspicion for a really long time that the betrayer in DA4 is actually Harding. I always felt like Inquisition was very careful with keeping Harding away from Solas, and while I don't think it was intentional I do think it's something they've commited too.

Folks can correct me if there's something in Tevinter Nights that I'm missing, but at the very least in the post-game comics stuff Harding has always been very quiet about him. She's there, she's helping hunt him, but she's always kind of quiet about her own involvement with him.

There's a really telling page from The Missing that I can't get out of my head:

One of Varric's most core character traits is that he knows people, but doesn't ever see the worst in them. He can identify a bomb that's ready to blow, but he's too close to it to see the fuse lit on the other side of it. He saw Anders was a ticking bomb, he recognized Solas was very quiet about himself, but he didn't think much of it because he figured these weren't things that were his business, and that the good traits they had outweighed the bad. He has had a terrible track record of knowing there's a knife coming to stab him in the back but not looking for it to come.

This, to me, is Varric identifying that Harding is sympathetic to Solas. He realizes she doesn't see him as the danger Varric knows she is. Problem is, he knows and likes Harding, so he won't admit to himself that it may be a problem. This is his way of warning Charter without having to admit to himself that she might be a liability, not because she's not talented but because she might buy what Solas is selling.

I'm not necessarily saying Harding is against Varric in The Missing, she is very commited to at the very least finding him there, and she does say at least once that they need to stop him. But she's really distracted throughout the journey, and the journey is one dead end after another.

The info on the characters revealed that Harding now has magic. I find that odd, for both the obvious lore reasons of Dwarves not having magic, but also because of the timing. We basically know what Harding did with her time right before Veilguard, unless they set that time randomly back several years. The only way we know of that a Dwarf could get magic is through the Titans. Maybe that's the excuse she'll use, but I somehow don't think she magically went down there for no reason and ended up with powers that made the only person we know for a fact get them never leave the depths again.

There's also the fact that the side content has heavily implied Charter may well be a mole, but at this point that just seems like way too obvious a hook to take. So if there's a mole in what remains of the Inquisition... I think we may have a winner in an unlikely place.

I don't know, it's just a gut feeling. But it gets stronger and stronger the more we find out.

[apomaro-mellow]

Runaway Royalty 10

Part 9

Eddie spent the rest of the evening convening with his inner circle in one of the cave’s alcoves, speaking so quietly, there wasn’t a way to figure out where the conversation was going, even when Steve found reason to go by the mouth of it no less than three times. Not that he was counting. No, Robin was and before he could make his forth pass, she hooked her arm with his and dragged him off to the space she’d taken as their own. 

“I’d say you look as lost as a child but I’ve never seen a pup so forlorn as you right now.”

“I do not!”, Steve pulled his arm away and sat on the blankets provided to them.

Robin knew that pose. It was his ‘I’m going to sit in front of my vanity and primp’ pose that he did. Usually to ignore someone until they went away. But as he didn’t have a vanity-

“Where did you get that?”, Robin gasped as Steve took out a compact mirror.

“I always pack the essentials”, Steve said, looking himself over, fluffing his hair with one hand while the other held the mirror.

Robin rolled her eyes. “You can’t ignore me forever with that little thing.”

“I can ignore you just long enough.” He brought the mirror closer, looking for what, Robin couldn’t tell. Steve would spend hours in front of his vanity and Robin could never tell you what Steve had even changed. But he always seemed satisfied by the end of it.

Robin plopped down next to him, scooting until her head was in his lap. Steve was able to hold out for approximately thirty seconds before looking down at her. Only to see her eyes had gotten big, round, and wet. Steve groaned.

“Don’t use those against me. I’m the one who taught you how to do that.”

“I learned from the best”, Robin pouted.

Steve sighed and put the mirror away. Robin smiled in triumph and sat up, leaning her shoulder against his. Steve sighed again and nuzzled the top of her head. She may have been an alpha and he an omega, but he was still her big brother. That five minute difference meant something to  him.

“What are you thinking about?”, Robin asked.

“It’s silly.”

“Sillier than running away from home?”

“It’s as silly as thinking that we may need to return home”, Steve confessed.

Robin blinked and pulled away. “Wait, are you serious?”

“Eddie said that Prince Edwin’s disappearance is causing distress among his kingdom. With you and I gone, our kingdom won’t be too far behind.”

Robin frowned. “You don’t think there’ll be a coup, do you? Or a war? Just over us? There’s still a whole line of succession.”

“Having three royals suddenly disappear is no small thing”, Steve said.

“Yes, but we didn’t know about Prince Edwin when we did it”, Robin pointed out. “And do you really want to be apart from Eddie?”

Steve brought his knees up to his chest. “You know I don’t. I know this is just infatuation but I…it’s silly.”

“You’re very silly today.”

“Could it not become a true romance? If it were given time?”

Robin laid her head on Steve’s shoulder and rubbed her cheek against it, scenting him. “I think whatever you want to do, you should do it soon. It feels like our path and his will diverge soon.”

That night, they cuddled up close together and fell asleep. Royal blood dictated that after a certain age, they had to sleep separately. Common folk typically slept with their pack in nests but if the royal family did so, it made it all the more easier for assassins. They’d both missed being able to sleep with each other.

But when morning came, Robin tugged his ear gently, coaxing him awake. It might have been gentle, but he was still annoyed by it and tried going back to sleep. 

“You have a gentleman caller”, she whispered into his ear.

Steve stiffened and then quickly relaxed. He whispered back. “How long?”

“He’s been stalking for about ten minutes.”

He wanted to slap her. “And you didn’t wake me?”

“I’ve been trying.”

Steve turned onto his back, pretending to stretch and yawn, then rose to a sitting position. He fixed his hair up a bit just in time to hear Eddie’s footsteps move across their cave. But instead of continuing, as if he were patrolling, he paused at the mouth of it.

“Oh, you’re up.”

“I am”, Steve said, voice soft.

Robin could have rolled her eyes but she refrained. She knew Eddie was trying to talk to Steve but was being annoyingly coy about it. It was a little funny though, watching Steve put on the whole ‘demure omega’ act.

“Well good morning to you. And to you Robin”, Eddie gave a bow.

“Good morning Eddie. I assume you have business with my brother, yes?”

“That I do, if I may have your leave”, he said as he rose back up.

“Hmm, I don’t know, the last time you two were left alone-”

Steve threw the blanket off of himself, into Robin’s face and got up to meet Eddie at the mouth of the cave. “Ignore her. She doesn’t know when a joke has gone too far.”

Eddie chuckled as he watched Robin struggle under the fabric. “Oh but ‘tis no joke for me. She is your kin and an alpha at that. I intend to do right by the both of you.”

“And to what end?”, Steve asked.

“I invited you both to join my pack. That makes you my responsibility.”

“Is that why you wish to converse with Steve alone?”, Robin asked, finally getting to her feet.

Eddie’s cheeks flushed and he hesitated to answer just long enough for Robin to scoff. He was so incredibly obvious. He and Steve deserved each other, truly.

“Go on, the both of you. Just remember sound travels in these tunnels.”

Now Steve was blushing but he was already rushing Eddie out. It was odd, how short they’d known each other and yet he couldn’t wait to get him alone again.

“So what did you want to talk about?”, Steve asked, their arms linked together.

Eddie’s heart swelled when their gazes met. He couldn’t believe he’d come to care for someone in such a short amount of time. He may need to return as Prince Edwin, but that didn’t mean he had to part from Steve, did it? Eddie wanted to believe his fiance would understand. Wherever he was. Maybe Prince Stephen had gone to elope with his own lover, Eddie couldn’t be sure.

The only thing he could be sure of was the fact that he wanted more time with the omega on his arm right now. Not some faceless royal who he’d never met. Eddie led their stroll across the main cavern, towards his own space.

“I meant what I said. I invited you and Robin to join us. And I know we haven’t officially set it, but I already consider the both of you pack.” 

Eddie felt emboldened when he could smell Steve’s interest. When they got to his den, Eddie sat Steve on a pillow. One that seemed like it was meant for nicer places than a cave. A blanket over the mouth acted as a privacy curtain for the space.

“You heard what I said last night. I have to return home. Someone else will lead the bandits. But you and Robin you could…” Eddie knelt in front of Steve. “You could come and stay with me.”

“S…stay with you?”, Steve breathed out.

“I want to court you the way you deserve, Steve. For longer than a day, for longer than a month. You deserve love letters, and courting gifts, and for me to earn Robin’s approval.”

“You would do all of that? Welcome us into your home and promise me all of that?”

Eddie grabbed Steve’s hands. “I may not look like I come from much but we’ve got plenty of room.” It was all Eddie had thought about last night. Bringing Steve into the castle, introducing him to his family and being allowed to show the world his love. It was unorthodox, a prince courting and then marrying a commoner. But it was what his parents had done. That was something he’d been entirely truthful about.

Not many knew exactly what happened to the Bandit King. But Princess Tannis falling for someone below her station was well known. His parents would be hypocrites to not accept Steve. If they had a problem with it, he’d run away again. But Steve was meant for the throne.

“If I accept…”, Steve started, his hands smoothing up Eddie’s arms. “Would we be allowed to consummate the courtship?”

“I don’t see why not”, Eddie said, his own arms coming around Steve’s waist and bringing them to their feet. 

Their faces got close, pausing to savor their scents mixing when the blanket was pulled back, revealing Gareth. “I drew the short straw. Come and eat.”

Steve sighed but Eddie patted his hip. “All for the best, my sweet. I said you deserve better than a forest floor and I didn’t mean a cave.” Now that his path was clear, Eddie knew exactly what he had to do. What he wanted to do. Any thoughts of Prince Stephen had been completely erased from his mind. It was all just Steve, Steve, Steve.

Part 11

[toast-in-a-cowboy-hat]

I'll never get over Tex asking Michael if he has a brain chip, then immediately saying that Outlaw can take it out, and everyone acts like its The Most Casual suggestion one could ever have

Like yeah man, come on, it'll be fine, don't worry about it, just slap down a towel, get some of Outlaw's Backyard Brain Surgery, don't make such a big deal out of it

We can do it in the living room, you can watch some TV, Bluster might come in and say hi, just lay back and relax!

Also I assume he knows the general area that the chip wold be in, but also you need to know exactly where, so does he have an X-Ray Machine, or he just whipping out a metal detector in the middle of all this, homing in on it like "Hmm it's beeping real loud, let's try here... ah, nope, that's a beer tab, well we'll keep lookin', it's in there somewhere"

And I know maybe this is something to be done with a Calculator, but referring to it specifically as Brain Surgery and Michael saying he doesn't want Ty poking around his brain implies that its just regular (well "regular") surgery and so like...where did Outlaw get the equipment for this??

Where in the world is he getting this stuff, did he steal a copy of the Compound's equipment on the way out, is he going up to random hospitals like "Hey don't mind me just gonna duplicate your MRI Machine" or is he cobbling shit together in the basement??

Like you walk in and this man's defibrillator is made outta someones old toaster got some kinda machine in the corner partially made out of an old doodlebug hood, the computer screen's from 1995, but then again that's high tech compared to some hospitals so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Also I imagine this is a Base only kinda thing, but what if Tex's just down at the bar offering people free surgery like it's on the same level as a ride home?

Can you imagine being in a bar with your buddies, you just went to the doctor, they said you need some kind of heart surgery, and you're there talking like 'Oh it needs to be done but god, its so expensive, my insurance only covers so much, the bills are just gonna kill me, etc, etc ...' Only for some other guy that you may or may not know to pop up, go "Oh, hey, I got someone that can help you out with that", call someone else over and be like "This is my guy-of-indeterminate-relationship, he's a scientist, he can probably hook you up with a lil open heart surgery, no problem :)"

Scientist guy asks you what the problem is, you explain it, and he's like "yeah, we can do something about that, gimme a couple weeks to get everything together, I'll give you a call when it's all ready"

And you're just like, yeah sure, why not, Weird Cowboy Scientist's gonna do my heart surgery, sure. Is he gonna buy the implant you need? Does he just have one lying around? Is he stealing it?? Who knows, you'll find out, it's fine, sure

2 weeks later, you do the finding out and apparently none of your guesses were right, turns out he's building all this shit himself, but hell, it's faster than a doctor's appointment and free to boot, so! Why not! Sure! Let's do it, definitely not gonna be getting any organs stolen, this is all completely normal!!

And then its actually fine.

Nothing bad happened, no infections, no internal organs missing (as far as you can tell), it was a basic surgery, everything went fine.

You go home. You decide you don't need to know. You decide you don't want to know.

You go to the bar with your buddies again, the guy is there, you buy him a beer, have a little chat, leave the conversation thinking "Wow, what a fucking dork", and on life goes.

And I mean, I guess it could work in their favor, like, folks around get to knowing about him, and he's out doing something odd or seemin' suspicious or something and someone asks about him, they can be like "Oh no, don't worry, don't mind him, that's just Outlaw, he's Tex's... bestie? boyfriend? sugar-baby-boytoy-situationship-type-deal??? ...British Friend, and yeah he's weird n' all, but it's cool, he's nice, he sometimes help's out with folk's health problems when they can't afford it, and Tex's band plays at the bar, which is cool, so ya know, we don't question the weird shit they got goin' on, like it works out, it's all good"

Like, there's just....

So much, so many things there, I could go on, as you can tell, I have many a thought but like, I just - it's - yeah

[epickiya722]

Okay, to jump off this post!

I seen some people going around saying that Jin is still the reincarnation of Sukuna's twin and Wasuke isn't, but he's the reincarnation of Sukuna, but honestly?

I still don't think that's even the case.

To be honest, I don't think Jin really is the twin's reincarnation at all.

I say that because in JJK, twins... identical twins share a soul, they are two halves of the same whole. Sukuna states that he ate his own twin and that their souls are the same. In one translation, he even says it's likely that Kenjaku had a baby with said reincarnation.

Likely means possible, but there is a chance of not being the case. Even if there is a small one.

Folks, Sukuna is allowed to be wrong.

With the extra of saying "to be precise, it wasn't Jin, it was Wasuke that shared the same soul" I would say it means that yes, Wasuke was the twin Sukuna consumed.

Again, identical twins share the same soul. They're two halves of the same whole. Wasuke just so happen to have been the other half.

It makes sense though!

Sukuna ate his twin to survive. He dies. Much later in life, Wasuke is born. When he dies, what happened? Sukuna is awaken.

It's exactly what happened with Maki and Mai. When Mai died, Maki becomes fully at her peak. It's because they were two halves of that same whole.

In a way, Wasuke is the reincarnation of Sukuna because he shared that same soul. Not a completely different one, just a half of that same soul.

Heck, bringing back up Mai and Maki, they act similar. Both the Zenin twins were snarky, rough around the edges, however, Mai was the more "mean girl" of the two compared to Maki who showed tough love in a caring way.

Wasuke and Sukuna were also similar in behavior. They're both were grumpy, a bit proud (Wasuke just less so) that it's hard for them to admit how they may truly feel (or in Sukuna's case, his refusal to be human). However, Sukuna is the "mean" one while Wasuke is the one who means well for the people he cares about.

There's also the "bad omen" thing with twins in JJK.

Sukuna was seen as a calamity. Wasuke, himself had some bad luck in life. His son was possibly killed by Kenjaku who he tried to warn him about. He didn't have many friends himself and believed that he died alone.

Both somehow repelled people. The only people to not leave their side was Uraume and Yuji, both who conveniently are associated with snow.

In the case of Jin, I really do think he was just some guy.

"But what about Kenjaku---" I highly doubt Kenjaku really targeted Jin for the possibility of him being a reincarnation. How would they even know? Jin did not look that similar to Sukuna. However, what I can see is Kenjaku figuring it out that Wasuke was the reincarnation along the way and figured the next best thing was to hook up with his son to have a baby. To be honest, I don't think it would have mattered to Kenjaku because regardless they still had intentions of making Yuji's vessel/cage. Whether it be Wasuke or Jin, Sukuna's soul would have still been mixed in there.

[writefullyrobin]

No spoilers past 2x10 if possible folks!

2x06 – Dosed thoughts

The 9-1-1 call with the reporter, Taylor, was pretty funny, I won’t lie. The rest of her plot was less funny. As soon as I realised she was hanging around for the ep, it turned very predictable. I have yet to come across a reporter guest character who isn’t driven by the stereotypical need to break the next big story so they can have their breakout moment. I can admire someone having aspirations and goals, but not at the expense of people’s lives.

Taylor very nearly managed to wreck Bobby. I was on tender hooks the entire scene Bobby was high as a kite and thinking he was speaking to Brooke but he was actually chatting with Taylor. I genuinely thought she was gonna find out about Minnesota.

Bobby’s run in with her did give us a nice turnaround of Buck being able to offer Bobby some comfort on the news report. More often than not its Bobby offering the reassurances. It was a nice change of pace to flip the script there.

Although Buck got Taylor’s motive very wrong! I won’t deny there was a bit of chemistry between Buck and Taylor, but I don’t agree with her cameraman. They do not need to find a room, please and thank you. Although this is the first person (ignoring his boy crush on Eddie) who Buck has really sparked with since Abby left. She was heavily involved rather than just appearing in her emergency and disappearing so who knows.

The team being drugged did lend to some very funny moments, I will admit. This cast knows how to turn on the comedic moments well. Then it’s ruined with Bobby on the roof and I nearly have heart palpitations! Gosh, I’m glad Athena managed to talk him down. Her face when she finally managed to get him within reach again nearly broke me. Such brilliant acting.

Bobby’s actor was probably the standout this ep. He killed the scenes with Athena and the kids and May’s homecoming. I’m really happy he gets to be apart of this family milestones with her kids but it’s a kick to the gut at the same time. I loved the final scene’s music. The lyrics were just perfect “when you love someone you make room”. Very sweet and on point for Bobby, whose making room in his heart for new family members alongside the existing. Much more emotional that I was expecting!

Away from the 118, Maddie’s living in her own little Fort Knox. That is a lot of security… how nasty is her ex-husband exactly? This is making me nervous.

Also, Maddie and Chimney? The thought had not even crossed my mind before. Hm. Not sure if Maddie’s in a great place for a new relationship right now but the possibility of her and Chimney… is interesting.

Maddie and Buck have such sibling energy. Pizza on the new sofa? Yes, I would be annoyed with my brother too!

I giggled probably way too much when I heard Buck call pivot (Friends fans will get the reference!).

[rbdecepticon17]

My Thoughts on Volume 2's Bonus Story

Spoilers and Suggestive Discussion Abound!

Yes yes, I know I'm extremely late to all this, Amazon can be blamed for that. But, I have finally gotten my copy and have now read through the bonus story: Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde meet Dracula.

As the resident big spicy writer in the fandom, this was something I was looking forward to reading ever since Sage had hyped it up.

My verdict after reading it? It was amazing, on the same level as the prior bonus story, heck I'd even say it's better, but maybe that's the bias talking. Since you're looking past the -keep reading- line, I'll assume you've read it already so I won't waste time summarizing the story's events. Let's get to what I want to gush about most.

Dracula in this story is simple, yet eerily effective. Every time he talks, you get why anyone would be swayed into being controlled by him, molded into whatever he wanted out of them. He may look creepy, but as Jekyll proves, a voice can do a lot. Definitely makes me think that- paired with his liking to Lanyon's voice -our favourite repressed gentleman has a thing for attractive voices. Noted for future use.

And speaking of Lanyon, this has some great character stuff with him. The sniping him and Jekyll have at the start was so good, I was gasping at their comments. The way we got to see a glimpse at his home life as an adult, saw his view of how to act around others, especially the nastier folks you can meet in the upper class of London, it was all fantastic! Later, him using the gun was very sexy of him, and him putting Jekyll's own way of interacting with others to good use so as to save the man he loves was the sweetest thing ever.

Of course, he wasn't alone in trying to save Jekyll.

Ah, Rachel. Rachel Pidgley, the woman that you are. Seriously, this bonus story gave me a greater appreciation for her character, it was a delight to read her shit talking the rich and kicking vampire ass.

But, if you've been on this blog long enough, you'll know I'm a big fan of Hyde, and yeah, I really enjoyed his part in this story. Though he doesn't have a huge role in the narrative, what I got was rather interesting. This happens during the early days of his shared existence with Jekyll, and it doesn't appear that they have a lot of ire towards one another. Like, they just do their own things and don't bother each other, which is great compared to their present dynamic.

Child Hyde and Child Jekyll are adorable, no surprise there, but that moment as Hyde tries to help Jekyll without much complaining as would be expected nowadays hit me. Especially as the false love that Child Jekyll is getting turns into vitriol towards Hyde when he tries to get him away from them, cursing him out for not being anything like his "better" half. The tears welling up, the clawing at the window between the mind and the conscious world when Lanyon gave them an opening, him secretly admitting that he needs him?!

My Lanyde heart was aflutter and my angst loving mind buzzed with joy. And then, of course, we come to that ending.

Oh gods, that ending. Jekyon shippers were fed like it was their last fecking meal, and I was hooked throughout it all: Rachel's badassery, Lanyon's love beating out his rage, Hyde focusing Jekyll so that he can save Lanyon and him being the one to kill Dracula, then him and Lanyon recovering in The Society's med-bay (always knew they had one) while being lovey dovey and flirty with one another, it was all just wonderful from start to finish.

But then the final page came and sent me like nothing else, because I was not prepared for Lanyon being horny on main towards Jekyll WHILE RACHEL AND ITO WERE RIGHT THERE, like, my guy, you need to chill, this was so insane of him, I loved it! XD

But then again, apparently our favourite frontal lobe sharing duo weren't so bothered, because they apparently got a little too excited about the prospect of Lanyon as a vampire, AND THAT'S HOW THE STORY ENDS! Sage had the audacity to end it with these two arguing over who manifested a wet dream about Lanyon, while then stating that- no matter what either said -they were both guilty, and I respect that so damn much. It's both funny, spicy, and even a tad sweet when you look past the "horny for vampire Lanyon" layer.

They both love this man, and after this story, I get it.

To think, they don't even know what the actual comic's story has in store for them. Canon or not, Sage knocked it out of the park with this bonus story. It's just super validating to see this kind of story from the author of the comic. My hat goes off to them, 5 stars.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to put Hyde through this new and fresh Dracula style angst Sage has gifted to us all.

Have a good week, stay hydrated and stay safe. Love you all! -RB. X3

[theangelwithawand]

So, as much as I love charming, swaggering Han Solo, the guy is kind of awkward.

At first I thought it was an issue with his characterization in ROTJ where they made him a little too buffoonish for lack of a better word, and in Solo where they leaned a little bit too hard into Han being inexperienced and naive.

Don’t get me wrong, when it matters, the man is suave and dangerous and charismatic, and I love it.

But I was rewatching ANH the other day and I realized that at least when it comes to his personal relationships (except for Chewie) Han is kind of insecure and inept at forming meaningful relationships. To be fair, it makes sense given his backstory (in both Legends and Canon) and seedy profession. But legendary scoundrel Han is not at all slick when it comes to genuine interaction.

His initial introduction in the cantina as a ruthless survivor and his cocky dealings with Jabba tend to be the bulk of what people remember about his character, and for good reason. But there’s also captivating glimpses into a Han Solo who is more human than he probably wants anyone to see.

When Ben trains Luke, Han won’t stop insulting them both, but underneath all of the posturing, he does genuinely try to offer up real advice (that a good blaster is more reliable than an antiquated weapon). Then later, before abandoning Yavin, he doesn’t want to part on bad terms with Luke so, he chokes out a parting phrase that means something to Luke, tamping down his discomfort which is visible to the point that it’s kind of funny.

The first movie largely neglects his lack of social skills in regards to Leia (they do snap at each other, but that’s more to do with their clashing personalities than anything). He winks at her at the end, but Han is good at surface level flirting.

But then we get to Empire…strap in folks.

So, their first interaction takes place in the command center on Hoth, and Han is threatened to leave. And boy oh boy does Han really want/need Leia (and Leia in particular) to say she wants/needs him.

She has her own (very understandable) issues with opening up, so the closest she can get to admitting her own feelings is saying that the Alliance needs him. Leia may see herself as an extension of the Alliance, but that’s a different conversation and not enough for Han who needs to be sure of her feelings before making his own known. (Leia seems to have the same problem. They kinda suck at communicating sometimes.)

He asks her, very subtly pleads with her to open up, to reciprocate the bit of vulnerability he’s showing. She understandably doesn’t (again she has an unfathomable amount of her own trauma), cueing a fight at and Han goes back to the Falcon to be Totally-Not-Sad. Despite the fight though, he risks his life to make sure Leia gets out during the evacuation. (Gotta love how well he knows her.)

Then we get the big kiss scene. This time, Han has decided to acknowledge Leia’s insecurities because he wants to be with her. He specifically asks her “What are you afraid of?” Yeah, he’s kind of teasing her, but he knows Leia freakin Organa is not afraid of getting her hands dirty. It’s such a lame excuse, so he calls her out on it.

Then, all of the sudden, they’re finally together and Leia is just all in (see my post about Leia’s physically affectionate nature). And…Han adjusts. By the time they arrive on Bespin, he’s the one initiating hand holding, giving forehead kisses.

It’s a way more intimate than he would afford a casual hook-up. His scrapped intro in ANH (which was incorporated into the novelization by Alexandra Bracken), literally had him forget the name of the girl on his lap.

He’s still insecure when Lando starts flirting, but above all he’s in a relationship that is so casually affectionate. It’s a part of him we’ve never seen, but it suits him well.

Then we get to the big “I love you/ I know”.

In the original script, Han was supposed to say “I love you too.” Everyone thought it was a very out of character thing for him to say. The now iconic response was created during the shooting of that scene. I agree…to a point.

Now, I love the line. It’s iconic and great and very Han Solo. Yes it’s a smooth response…but it’s also…a really weird response…

Yeah, there’s a lot of people and to be fair, he just told Chewie to take care of Leia (which is very sweet), and once again probably still has some issues expressing vulnerability.

But…he also might die, so it’s weird that he wouldn’t tell her while he still can.

The pattern continues in ROTJ. Han is a bit out of character in this one, however I do like the moment where he’s referred to as a general. It’s usually read as him proving his commitment, and I agree. But I still think it’s funny that he decided to make it a surprise. It’s so cute and weird and very Han Solo.

He’s protective when Leia goes missing after the bike chase, and when they’re reunited picks her up and spins her adorably.

He’s still not super sure how to provide comfort all of the time (there’s a few times where Leia seeks his embrace, and he seems visibly unsure of what he’s doing). During the battle he’s always reaching out to shield her, hide her when she’s injured. Then he just holds her after the battle. The way she asked him to earlier, with a small but very genuine smile.

Finally, we arrive at “The Princess and the Scoundrel” where Han Solo does the GFFA equivalent of proposing on the first date. (For real, this book is one my favorite things. It canonized so many of my head canons like a very casual proposal). It’s perfect for its balance of being both weird and romantic.

Anyway, I like Han’s soft side and I don’t see it discussed enough.