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diaryofawhoretbh · 3 days ago
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Hi could u do thanos x preg reader playing the games basically just like 222 n 333 so hear me out.. imagine we befriend 222 :3 n were basically talking ab our pregnancies (however u write it help) and ab baby stuff then topic of baby daddies comes around and 222 mentions that her baby daddy is here n we r like no way ours is too and we decide to meet near bunks w our baby daddies n when thanos n 333 see each other they r like no way and 222 and we have to hold them back from fighting. So we and 222 force them to get along bc 222 and we are close so why shouldnt they be too
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fine line | thanos (choi su-bong)
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the barracks were quiet, save for the soft murmur of other players trying to get some rest. you sat on your bunk, legs stretched out in front of you, feeling the familiar weight of your belly.
jun-hee, player 222, sat next to you, her hand resting on her own swollen stomach. it felt strange, being surrounded by danger and fear, yet finding a kind of peace in talking about the one thing that kept you both going: the babies.
“i can’t believe we’re both pregnant in here,” jun-hee said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “i always thought the world would be different by now, but… i guess this is just how life works out, huh?”
you smiled, nodding. “yeah. it’s crazy. but honestly, it’s kinda the only reason i’m still here. these little ones, they’re everything.”
junhee rubbed her belly gently, a soft smile on her lips. “same here. i didn’t expect this kind of life, but it’s like… being a mom now, it’s like i have something bigger to fight for.”
you let out a soft laugh. “i get you. even in a place like this, we’ve still got our kids to think about.”
jun-hee looked over at you, suddenly more playful. “speaking of kids, i’ve got to tell you something. my baby daddy is here too.”
you raised an eyebrow. “wait, really? no way. who?”
junhee’s eyes sparkled with a mischievous grin. “player 333. you know him as myung-gi.”
you blinked, then let out a low whistle. “myung-gi? as in that coinmg guy?”
jun-hee nodded, not even a little ashamed. “yep. crazy, right?”
you let out a laugh, a bit of disbelief in your voice. “wow, that’s... that’s wild.” you leaned back, looking at her with a grin. “your baby daddy is the reason me and my baby daddy are in debt."
junhee’s eyes widened slightly. “i apologise on his behalf... but wait, is your baby daddy here too? no way.”
you nodded, your grin growing bigger. “yep. he is. and… trust me, it’s not who you’d expect.”
jun-hee tilted her head, curious. “who is it, then?”
you leaned in a little, lowering your voice as though sharing a secret. “it’s su-bong...ah sorry thanos.”
jun-hee’s eyes almost popped out of her head. “what? no way. you’re telling me that your baby daddy is thanos?”
you shrugged nonchalantly. “yeah, believe it or not. crazy, huh?”
jun-hee shook her head, unable to suppress a laugh. “this is... way too much. okay, okay, we need to meet by the bunks. i want to see this. you and me, we’ll introduce them to each other.”
you raised an eyebrow, feeling a little hesitant. “you think that’s a good idea? i mean, myung-gi and su-bong don’t exactly… get along.”
jun-hee smirked. “it’s gonna be fine. trust me. they’re both here for the same reason now. i’m sure they can at least pretend to get along. for the sake of us, and our babies.”
you were still nervous, but the excitement was enough to push you forward. “okay, fine. let’s do it.”
the two of you carefully stood up, waddling over toward the area where the men were usually hanging out. you spotted su-bong in the corner, his large frame looming over the other players, while myung-gi was off to the side, doing his own thing.
as you and jun-hee dragged each man to the agreed meeting spot, both men’s eyes immediately flicked toward you. there was a sharp tension in the air as they both realized who the other was. myung-gi’s brow furrowed, and su-bong’s fists clenched at his sides.
jun-hee crossed her arms, giving you a look. “this is gonna be fun.”
you took a deep breath. “fun? more like intense.”
before you could do anything, both men started toward each other, their bodies tense and ready for a fight. su-bong’s deep voice was the first to break the silence.
“you,” he muttered, eyes narrowed. “what are you doing here?”
myung-gi sneered, taking a step closer. “don’t act like you’re in charge here. you think you can just walk around like you own the place?”
jun-hee quickly stepped in between them, arms raised. “hey! no fighting. not now, not here. we’re pregnant, okay? we’re trying to make it out of here alive, and you two are gonna work it out.”
you added, stepping up beside her. “yeah. no more fighting. our kids need us to be smart. we’re in this together.”
the two men stared at each other for a long moment, tension thick in the air. but as the seconds ticked by, something in their eyes softened—just slightly.
jun-hee, ever the mediator, was the first to break the silence. “come on, guys. we’re both in this for the same reason. for our kids. so, no more petty grudges. can you just... act like adults for once?”
you nodded, giving them a pointed look. “we have to work together. for them. our little ones deserve a chance.”
su-bong let out a frustrated sigh but nodded slowly, his fists unclenching. “fine. for the babies.”
myung-gi gave him a long, hard look before exhaling sharply. “yeah, fine. but don’t think this means we’re friends.”
jun-hee raised an eyebrow, her voice light. “we’re not asking for that. just... can we at least get through this without tearing each other apart?”
the two men exchanged a last heated glance before reluctantly stepping back. you and jun-hee gave each other a silent nod of approval.
“alright,” jun-hee said, her tone softening. “that’s a start. we can make this work.”
you smiled, feeling a little lighter now that the tension had eased, even if just for a moment. the road ahead was still long, but maybe, just maybe, with a little teamwork, you could all make it out of here—alive and with your babies.
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togrowoldinv · 2 days ago
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Snowy Day
Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader
You help Natasha see how fun a snow day can be
Note: Very soft Nat here. We got a lot of snow where I live and have been enjoying playing in it. Y’all enjoy!
Natasha Masterlist 1, Natasha Masterlist 2, Natasha Masterlist 3, Main Masterlist
“Natasha,” you whisper as you run your hand over her arm.
Her response is just a soft mumble. She pulls the blankets further up her body and snuggles deeper into the bed.
“Natasha, wake up,” you try again.
“What’s wrong?” She asks, her voice riddled with sleepiness.
“It’s snowing.”
No response comes from the redhead. She simply rotates to look at you.
“It’s snowing,” you repeat. “And it’s the perfect day for a snow day.”
“A snow day? Just a day with snow?” Nat asks. She’s starting to wake up more now.
“No, a snow day. A day we can get outside and do all of the fun things to do in this weather,” you explain.
Her brow raises in question. You know for a fact she’s seen snow many of times, but it dawns on you that she’s maybe never had a fun day playing in it.
“Have you not ever-“
“No,” she interrupts. And then adds, “What about my life indicates I’d have a fun day in the snow?”
There’s an edge to her voice. She didn’t mean it to come out so harsh. You frown and lay back on your pillow. Nat leans up on her elbow and leans down closer to you.
“I’m sorry, baby,” she says. “You woke me up excited and I’ve brought you down.”
“No, it’s okay. I just- I didn’t think about you not having the same kind of life as me. I’m sorry.”
“We’re good, y/n.”
Natasha leans down and kisses your lips softly. You feel her love for you spread through your body. Her soft touches linger on your skin even moments after she’s stopped kissing you.
“What does this snow day entail?” She asks.
You smile so bright that she can’t help but match it.
“Really? You want to do it?”
“I do,” she agrees.
And so, you tell her about everything you want to do today. There’s probably too many on the list, but you can’t help from excitedly saying everything that comes to mind.
The two of you ease into the morning before the big day. You find the biggest, warmest outerwear you have and help Natasha bundle up too.
“First, before our hands get cold and faces freeze let’s take some photos,” you say, getting your phone out.
Natasha appeases and smiles wide for every single photo. She takes your phone and takes some solo photos of you posing in the snow.
“Now, what would you like to do next? Build a snowman?”
“Sure,” Natasha says.
You show her how to start rolling up the snow and she gets the hang of it quickly. Not to your surprise, she’s good at everything. The two of you stack the giant snowballs together and make the perfect shape of a snowman.
“What should we decorate it with?” You ask her. She shrugs. “Do you happen to keep a magical hat around?”
“Oh, I think Wanda could conjure something up,” Natasha says, being fully serious.
“Natasha, do you know about Frosty the Snowman?”
“Oh.”
Then she bursts out laughing. You join in.
“I know about Frosty!” She says. “I just forgot.”
“You’re so very cute, baby,” you tell her.
“Shucks,” she says.
You kiss her cheek and then actually get to work on decorating the snowman. No magic is involved except for the love in the air as you two work.
After that, you know it’s getting time to go inside and warm up for a bit. But first, you practically throw yourself onto the ground.
“What are you doing?” Natasha asks. She stands over you and smiles in your direction.
“Come here!” You reach up for her and pull her down to the ground.
You fall into a fit of laughter as you tangle with her and pin her to the ground. Her red hair cascades over the white snow.
“You are so beautiful,” you tell her.
“Yeah?”
“One hundred percent. I love you, Natasha.”
Natasha’s face contorts into some mixture of a smile and a frown at how sweet you’re being. You brush your fingertips over her cheeks that are dusted in pink from the cold.
“I love you too, y/n.”
“Snow angel time?” You ask.
“Show me how,” Natasha says happily.
It’s simple, but Natasha pays apt attention to you as you show her how to move her arms and legs to make it look just right.
“The trick is getting up without messing it up,” you explain.
“I can handle it,” Natasha says confidently.
You chuckle, but unsurprisingly Natasha does get up stealthily and the snow around her angel still looks untouched.
It doesn’t take much convincing to get Natasha back inside and making hot chocolate so you can warm up. You settle together on a couch next to the fireplace.
“Are you enjoying your snow day?” You ask Nat. She holds you close.
“Mhm,” Nat hums. “Thank you for today.”
“Of course. I’m really happy,” you say, meaning more than just about today.
“I’m happy too,” Nat says. She kisses the top of your head. “We should get married.”
“What?” You lift your head off her shoulder and look at her.
“Yeah. Let’s get married,” Natasha says again.
“Right now?”
“I mean, why not? It’s snowing and it’s beautiful outside. We love today. Why not?”
Natasha stands up from the couch and starts walking down the hallway to her room.
“Natasha Romanoff, I never thought you’d be so spontaneous!” You call after her.
It takes her a minute to come back into view.
“Well, I love you and I want to marry you,” Natasha shrugs. “I should probably propose formally though, huh?”
She drops to her knee in front of you and takes a ring box out of her pocket. She opens it.
“Oh, Natasha..”
“So maybe it’s not that spontaneous, but I have been waiting for the right time,” Natasha starts. “I promise to love you forever. Will you marry me? Please?”
“Yes, yes. Without a doubt, yes!” You can’t help but shout.
Natasha slips the ring on your finger and you kiss her until you can’t breathe. You’re both so happy.
“Wait, what about a ring for you? If we’re getting married, I need a ring for you,” you say.
“Maybe Tony could make one up? Just a simple band,” Natasha suggests.
“Definitely,” you agree. “Let’s go get the team, get the party planned, and get married.”
“Best snow day ever?” Natasha asks.
“Best snow day ever.”
You and Natasha will never forget the first day she played in the snow, and the day your lives were changed forever for the better.
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catalyswitch · 2 days ago
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Was talking with wife recently about AI and the ways it's incredibly stupid and I am reminded of the time a few years ago the Execs at the place I worked previously wanted to incorporate AI into our workflow in order to help materials development. They wanted to make sure that the company was "utilizing the latest technology to make us more productive" so they partnered with a company that uses AI/ML to predict chemical structures in order to enhance performance based on our desired properties. My boss and I kinda thought this was stupid when it was first announced, but we were still unprepared for how bad it was really going to be.
The problem of course here is that what a computer thinks is good and will perform well does not often make sense according to the laws of physics. So more often than not the computer would spit out extremely specific and nonsensical structures that it believed would increase performance. These structures could range from completely impractical to sometimes downright impossible to actually make, so for every set of predictions we got back we had to first filter all the nonsense and then select a set from the ones that could be made and tested in a reasonable amount of time. In addition, they emphasized that the more data that they have the better the predictions would be, so the pressure was on to synthesize and validate as many molecules as possible as quickly as possible. This was a huge drain on time and energy because again some of these structures were nontrivial to make. Not that the computer people would be able to tell the difference. But still the executives were excited about it so we gave it a try anyway. The idea was that we would start by making a bunch of different materials and test the results and then feed those results back into the machine to predict better structures based on the ever growing data pool.
The funny part of the story, of course, is that with every iteration, the performance got worse. This was not surprising to me. The mechanisms that dictate performance in this field are not fully understood even now, and there are still many papers coming out every year adding more knowledge to the field. Additionally, the predictions weren't being made using some fundamental understanding of the mechanisms at play, but by training an algorithm using a pool of existing literature. You're just not going to get good results by "midjourneying" chemistry. We did around 3-4 iteration cycles with them over that year contract and every time the performance of the structures that it had predicted were worse than the last set, sometimes dramatically so. And they would tell us "no no, the data set isn't really big enough to give good results yet" and "once the model has tested enough structures it'll get better" but it didn't in that period. And it's possible that on a long enough timescale it might be possible? But, the reality was that we had a whole year of time and resources essentially wasted because our CEO thought that some tech guys in SV could use AI to do chemistry and didn't believe us when we said it was stupid.
And you know what? We figured out something that worked really well less than six months after dumping them and getting to do it our way again.
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neetily · 3 days ago
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hiii omg I missed ur writings!! ur my fav stardew writer <333 do u think ur ever going to put ur fics back on ao3? i was so confused when ur name disappeared from my subscriptions
small side request
a drabble abt sam getting a hard on after seeing the farmer working on their crops in just overalls during thr summer?
hi love! thank you for waiting for me to get to this request <3 i hope you're still here LMFAO. and though i'm sure you've already seen my answer to your ao3 question, i'll answer again for those who don't know.
i will not be reuploading fics to ao3, and you can instead read all of my old fics from a google drive link on my masterlist. the only fic i will be reuploading is the kent reddit fic when i finish the next chapter, since i'll have to reupload old chapters for it to make sense! ty for asking <3
warnings: public, male solo wc: 1,312
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It's really really warm today. Surprisingly so even for a mid-Summer morning, which is what has led to him sipping at his usual morning Joja Cola on the front porch while you toil away on the farm all by yourself.
And he'd love to help you out— was helping in the beginning. Slinking away into the kitchen soon after under the guise of getting you a refreshingly cold drink when really, he just needed a break from the growing tension in his pants from watching you work so hard. All hot and bothered and not from the sun this time. And yet still, the Summer heat beats down on him despite the shade he's currently under, leaving him to feel all uncomfortable and sticky in the comfort of the small bench upon your porch.
Or— Perhaps he's feeling all gross and sweaty because he's currently got his cock out too? Fist tight around the base of it, choking himself out with light squeezes as a means to distract himself from the gorgeous view right in front of him, but he never had hope to begin with. Dunno, maybe that might have a little something to do with it, right?
Because despite nursing a heavy hard on in the wide open on such a lovely morning, the air remains thick. Suffocating in its sticky nature; especially against his exposed cock as precum rolls down the length of it to stain his white knuckles all tacky too. He's sure that he's hidden well enough from your prying eyes to stay private with his affections, positive that you're probably too busy making sure that the toil has been appropriately tilled, or that the weeds have been sufficiently removed, or that all the sprinklers you've made still function as well as they should. Too busy not paying attention to him, and the way he simply stares at you from afar. Joja Cola in one hand, and his cock in the other. There's no better way to start a morning, he selfishly thinks to himself with a final sip of his can before saving it by the table next to him.
He doesn't wanna drop it when he gets going soon enough.
And he's selfish indeed, from the way he huffs and puffs to himself in the heat of the sun, hiking his knees up just a little to rest against the fence of the porch, keeping his dripping cock out of your view so that he can pleasure himself in private. Something about enjoying quiet time with you in his own time, a pleasurable shiver running up his spine as his half-lidded eyes once again fall upon your picture pretty frame, and his cock immediately begs back in response. Twitching in his unfair hold for jus a little more, c'mon, she can't see you!
Not that it'd be an issue if you could, it's just fun getting to play this little game with you— even if you're left unaware. Because you're unaware, even. Because there's nothing more that he wants to do this lazy Summer morning than to dote on you in the secrecy of your own porch. The thrill of it all, of having his cock leak and dribble precum for anyone to rightfully see, zip down and cock fished out from the hole his boxers provide— God, it's just all so exciting to him. Has him giddy with enjoyment, offering you a wry smile when you wave innocently back at him, and his cock jerks for more of your attention.
It only helps that you've practically matched his state of undress in the unfair heat of the day unknowingly. Barely covered by the old and tattered overalls he so often sees you wearing day in and out; and y'know, he's never really thought of them as sexy before, but it's difficult to deny the way his cock throbs and eyes threaten to roll at another eyeful of your pretty side boob. The important parts still yet remain hidden, and yet still, he has to remind himself to swallow else he's sure he'd be drooling over the mere sight of you by now.
Just... Fuck sake, you look too fucking pretty for your own good. And he has half a mind to believe that you know it too, like a pestering little imp, intent on forcing him into getting off on such an otherwise pleasant morning together because you know he can't help himself when it comes to you. A low whine escaping his throat at the thought alone, and though it's quiet enough that you've got no chance of hearing it, he silently hopes you do. He hopes you get suspicious of the slight wiggling around he's doing thanks to the jacking off he promptly starts when you perfectly bend over to reach another melon, and fuck, what he wouldn't do to fuck your melons, and—
Oh he can barely breathe. Watching you through hazy vision is only making him more frustrated with himself, the grip on his cock tightening up to counteract the slippery sweat that coats his body in a light sheen. That, and the fact that copious amounts of precum spills for you and your tight fucking body, shit. He's only just gotten dressed really, and now he has to change with every slip of his fist up his cock, gasping for air on the quick tug back down. Repeating the action even as you just stand still to assess your surroundings, because he finds you that fucking hot in the sun. Surely dripping with sweat yourself, struggling to keep cool in spite of the lack of clothing you've decided to adorn— much to his cocks pleasure. And you're such a good tease too, it's too fucking easy to jack it to you. A slick squelch filling his little corner of the porch as he picks up the pace of his fist, fucking himself silly as dizziness overtakes him and he needs to cum right now, just— jus' bend over a little more. jus' a lil— fuuuuck, that's it, jus' like that—
Almost as if you can hear his thoughts, or have somehow caught on to exactly why his body shakes and jerks with every hump of his hips against his wet palm, you abide by his wishes expertly. But he's past the point of caring about his dignity already today, biting down on his tongue to hold back a loud moan when he catches sight of your perfect ass and yeah, it's all over for him with the sway of your hips when you struggle to get another weed out or whatever. He doesn't fucking care at this point.
Hasn't the capacity to, really. Unwittingly providing the perfect opportunity to him with your turned back, he finally lets loose enough to shoot a morning load against his chest, just barely managing to pull his shirt up in time so as to not dirty it too much with milky cum. Dragging his fist back down to the very base of his cock to instead hump the air to completion, fervently staring at your ass as if the combination would somehow simulate actual sex with you— but it works. As silly as it sounds, it has him milking himself empty with fast fucks against nothing but the hot and humid air, only to lay fat ropes of seed against his chest and tummy for you.
It's short and sweet and over almost as quickly as it started, but that's just the thing. He finds you so fucking attractive, you can't rightly blame him for flashing you a dopey grin when you finally turn around to the sound of his grunts and groans in the quiet lazy morning, and unfortunately see the state of him.
Though he has high hopes for the way you saunter closer to him. The weeds can wait, right?
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ceratedfish24 · 2 days ago
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Do you think its possible to ship Scott and scar?
I love Scott/Scar!! Scar loves Disney, and Scott loves musicals. They would watch so many movies together. Additionally, in his in-person streams, we can pretty clearly tell that Scott likes to do things while listening to his friends yap and yap and yap. I genuinely think that Scott is one of the few people who would take genuine pleasure in listening to Scar talk about Star Wars. It would be like a podcast that he can chirp in on once in a while. He just enjoys having someone around to talk so passionately about something, while Scott cooks or works on a build or whatnot. Infinite excited yapping + infinite genuine patience is a dynamic we’re all looking for, I feel.
They. Would. Play. DND together. Scar has been wanting to try DND, and Scott plays and DMs! I think Scott would love to teach Scar how to play. Plus, Scott’s patience can be a bit necessary when teaching someone how to play for the first time. Scar really wanted to play DND while dressing up, and I think Scott would match his energy. <3
They’re both very artistic. Their home would be so colorful and covered in art and cats.
Scar may not be the best at staying alive, but that man can be a very deadly player. Scar’s unabashed talent for violence + Scott’s social skills would make a very dangerous combination. Furthermore, Scar is one of the few people to turn down someone else’s sacrifice. Pearl begged for Scar to kill her at the end of Secret Life, but Scar refused to take her life cheaply. Scott’s whole thing is sacrificing himself for his loved ones. Unstoppable force versus immovable object. Scott is NOT used to having somebody who just wants to protect him and take care of him and who people are genuinely intimidated by. I think he would find himself incredibly attracted to protective, unrelenting, charming Scar.
On the other hand, Scar would find himself remarkably attached to loyal, honest, sure-footed Scott. I mean, those all seem to be qualities that Scar really likes in a teammate. Grian, Cleo, and Lizzie have always known exactly what they wanted, and he loved being Grian’s teammate when Grian was loyal to him. Cleo, Lizzie, and Jimmy always knew exactly which team they were loyal to, and they were always open about it. Scott finds communication to be so important, and he’s so loyal that he would rather give up his social game to follow his allies to wherever they’re going as opposed to staying in his comfort zone. He knows exactly what he wants, and he isn’t afraid to fight for it. Scar would appreciate having someone so confident in themselves and in what they want. I think it gives him peace of mind to be sure of people’s loyalties and intentions.
Thank you for the ask!! <3
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rintarosluvr · 2 days ago
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𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐊
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• Sylus × Reader
Topics: Y/n being dense, unresolved romantic tension and flirting, Y/n teasing sylus, Zayne, Xavier and Rafayel mentioned!
Note: Probably slow updates because classes started again
Word count: 3k
Chap.2
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Chap.3
"I've been thinking a lot lately" you say
"About what?" Davina asks, glancing up from her phone as she scrolls through details about the trip your class and some other classes were going on for a project
"You guys might be right" you admit, sighing as you close the suitcase
"Finally!" Leanne exclaims "Took you long enough. So when are you going to confess?"
"What? No!" you shake your head "I'm not even sure he has feelings for me. I'm just going to figure it out during the trip"
"And if he does have feelings, you'll confess?" Leanne presses
"I never said I have feelings for him" you point out, raising an eyebrow
"Is she making sense to you guys?" Leanne asks turning to your friends
"She does" Vanessa says, nodding in agreement
"Yeah, totally" Kaori chuckles, leaning back
"So how are we gonna room?" Davina asks, reading out loud from the trip details "It says four people per apartment but there's ten of us"
"I'm not rooming with Amari, I still remember his snores" Kaori says dramatically, clearly haunted by the memory
"Yeah, I'll pass on rooming with Eydis or him. Knowing them, they'll be out all night and come back drunk" you add
"Fair point" Vanessa agrees with a nod "Maybe we should call them in case they've already picked their roommates"
"Smart" Leanne says
"Y/n, call Sylus" Davina says, suddenly
You raise an eyebrow "Why him specifically?"
"He always picks up when you call. The other guys have their phones on do not disturb all the time" Kaori explains
"Fine" You roll your eyes picking up your phone and call Sylus, within a second, he answers
"You called?"
You immediately frown "Why are you acting like I'm interrupting something?"
He chuckles "What's your question?"
"Do any of you already have roommates for the trip? We're trying to figure out who's with who" you explain
"From what we know, Mar and Roy paired up with Xavier and Zayne" Eydis says, leaning over the back of the couch next to Sylus
"So, who are you guys rooming with?" you ask, already sensing trouble
"The two of us are obviously a duo" Eydis replies casually
"Continue" Leanne prompts
"Also" Eydis says, grinning mischievously "I already submitted who we wanted to room with"
"You did what?!" Davina exclaims
"Uh yeah" Eydis continues "Y/n and Vanessa are rooming with us"
"What the fuck?" Vanessa mutters under her breath as you abruptly hang up
"That just pissed me off" you groan, tossing your phone aside
"I was really hoping we'd all room together" Leanne sighs, clearly just as annoyed
"That probably wouldn't have worked anyway since there's five of us" Davina points out
"Doesn't make it less frustrating" Vanessa says, crossing her arms
"Right" you mumble
Kaori sighs "Well, at least we're in the same building. We'll just have to spend most of the time hanging out in one place"
"So are you excited about rooming with Sylus?" Davina asks
"Please don't remind me" you groan, sinking back into the couch "Wait, if he has a crush on me, why hasn't he confessed? He's such a direct guy?"
"Maybe he's waiting to see if it's mutual?" Vanessa suggests, shrugging
"That would make sense" you mumble, the idea settling uncomfortably in your mind
"Or maybe he's just enjoying messing with you" Kaori teases
"Very helpful Ri, I already know that" you deadpan
"Hey, I'm just saying. Sylus is definitely not the type to make a move without knowing he has a shot" she adds with a knowing look
You sigh grabbing a pillow and tossing it at her "I don't need this kind of analysis right now"
"Too late" Leanne chimes in "You brought this on yourself the moment you started overthinking"
[The Next Day]
"You really not speaking to us?" Eydis asks, leaning over to catch your gaze as you turn your face away, arms crossed, you don't respond still pointedly ignoring him as everyone lounges at the airport, killing time before the flight
"You guys really fucked us up" Vanessa says glaring at Eydis and Sylus "Why us tho?"
"Yeah" Davina chimes in, equally annoyed "You could've added Kazu and asked Rafayel to join you or something"
Sylus shrugs, unbothered "Wouldn't one of you still be forced to room with three random people? There are five of you?"
"We would've figured something out" Kaori says "But now Kazu is stuck rooming with us"
Kazuo shrugs "I've done it before. Don't mind it"
"Yeah, because last time we didn't want to room with strangers" Leanne points out
"You should be mad at them" you mumble, still refusing to look at Sylus or Eydis
Kazuo laughs and casually throws an arm over your shoulder, squeezing your cheek affectionately "We'll both survive. Don't worry"
You groan "You wanna switch? Please say yes"
He chuckles shaking his head. "Nah, I'm good. Rooming with them is hell"
You let out a dramatic sigh, tilting your head to the side until it rests against his chest "You could save me, but instead, you're just letting me drown"
"It's all love" he teases, patting your you head
"Liar" you mutter, tossing Kazuo's arm off of you as you make your way over to Amari and Leroy
"So when we get there, we're gonna find something to smoke" Amari says, grinning as you take a seat next to him
"For sure" Leroy nods, turning to you."You joining us?"
"Why not" you shrug
"You smoke?" Sylus's voice cuts in as he sits down nearby
"Yeah" you say, like it's common knowledge "Here and there"
"Since when?" he asks, his brows furrowed
You shrug again "Don't know, like a few years now"
Before Sylus can respond, Leroy stands up "We're gonna hit the store. You guys want anything?"
"Yeah, grab me a drink, whichever is fine" you say
"I'm good, thanks" Sylus adds
Both guys nod before heading off, leaving you and Sylus alone
"So why'd you agree with Eydis's stupid plan?" you ask, turning to Sylus even though there's a seat between you two, eyeing him suspiciously
"I didn't really have a choice" he shrugs "He went ahead and did it himself"
"But you didn't stop him" you point out, narrowing your eyes
He smirks leaning back in the seat "Why would I? I don't mind rooming with you"
"Oh, how generous of you" you say, rolling your eyes "Did you ever think that maybe I mind?"
"Nope" he replied "You get to spend quality time with me. Sounds like a win"
"Quality time?" you scoff "Please, I'd rather room with Mar and Roy"
"Sure you do" he teases "You wouldn't last five minutes before begging to switch back"
"You wish" you fire back, narrowing your eyes at him "You'll be the one regretting it when I cockblock you whenever I can"
Sylus raises an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips "Oh, really? You're that dedicated?"
"Absolutely" you say with confidence
Sylus leans forward, practically daring you to keep going "You'll just end up cockblocking yourself"
You blink in confusion, still processing his words "Wait, what? You can't just say stuff like that and walk away"
Sylus flashes a grin, clearly amused by the reaction he's gotten "Sure I can" He picks up his phone and steps a few feet away, clearly intent on ignoring you now but you can still feel your body heat up from his teasing
"You're so annoying" you mutter under your breath
But it doesn't stop you from wondering what he meant and part of you hated how easily he managed to get under your skin
"What did he say?" Davina asks siting down, her eyes narrowed in curiosity as she watches you
"What?" you ask still processing the conversation you just had
"You were shocked, why?" She presses
You let out a deep breath "I told him l'd cockblock him for rooming with me and he said that l'd end up cockblocking myself"
Davina's eyes widen and she leans in, lowering her voice "He wants to fuck you" "I thought he meant he-"
"Nope, you thought wrong" she interrupts, You roll your eyes, clearly not in the mood for her teasing "Why do you look so happy about it?"
She places her hand on your shoulder, giving you a knowing smile "Because he wants you, Y/n. Stop acting so dense and accept it"
You scoff, shaking your head "Never"
Davina leans in closer "You lowkey want him too"
“Believe what you want”
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"You've been staring" Vanessa says, glancing at you with a small smile
"I'm not" you reply quickly, not wanting to admit it
"So you haven't been staring at his thighs?" she adds, raising an eyebrow
You let out a dramatic sigh throwing your head back in frustration "I hate Davina"
Vanessa chuckles "She was right" "Yeah, I figured" you mumble, feeling your body heat up
"We're ready! You guys ready to explore the city?" You hear Eydis call from across the room, snapping you out of your flustered state
"We've been ready for the past thirty minutes" Vanessa says, crossing her arms and looking at the guys "But guess you pretty boys have to take all the time to get ready, huh?"
You chuckle standing up and grab your small bag "Right"
"So you're admitting I'm good looking?" Sylus says, joining you as you walk toward the door
"You're sounding delusional. Never said that" you say, pulling out your lip gloss and knocking on the door next door
"You did agree with Vanessa, so you do think we're pretty boys" Eydis states, throwing an arm over Sylus's shoulder as you apply your lip gloss
You roll your eyes "Living in a world with delusional men is exhausting"
Eydis grins while Sylus just watches you, his gaze lingering on your lips as you finish applying the gloss and put it back in your bag
"Get out!" Kaori mutters as she opens the door, trying to push Leroy out of their room
"I didn't do anything!" Leroy protests
"Farting is something" she snaps, glaring at him
You frown "You guys ready?"
They both stop, mid action. Kaori was still pushing Leroy out while he clung to the door knob
"Your first mistake was letting them in" Vanessa says, glancing at the three other girls approaching you.
"We came to ask if we're going to the karaoke building we saw" Amari says, giving you a hopeful look.
"Should be fun. Why not?" Eydis grins
"Be aware, there are some people that are tone deaf, so your ears might start bleeding" you warn, glancing at Sylus
"That was aimed at Sylus" Leanne adds with a chuckle
"It's that bad?" Davina asks
"Terrible, actually" you mumble meeting Sylus's eyes
He gives you a small smile, clearly enjoying your teasing "Glad you're paying attention" he says
"Sure you do" you reply and follow Vanessa, who's already being pulled along by Davina
You feel an arm slip over your shoulder "This trip is gonna be funny, isn't it?" Eydis says, pulling you closer as he wraps his other arm around Sylus's shoulder
"Don't forget about the project we have to make while we're here" you remind him
"Such a buzzkill you are" Sylus mutters, You roll your eyes at him
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"I'm honestly disappointed. I wanted to hear Sylus sing" Davina says, finally putting her phone down
Amari shakes his head "You guys didn't even give us a chance to sing. Mic hogs, the lot of you"
"I thought they were great" Leroy cuts in as he leans forward "You girls should seriously consider being a girl group. You've got the vocals and the moves"
"Yeah, I agree" Kazuo adds, finishing off his drink "Especially considering how you all used to dance back in the day. You've got the talent, it wouldn't be bad at all"
Vanessa shrugs, sipping her soda "Doesn't sound like a terrible idea"
"If you're serious, I know some people who could help you out" Sylus says casually
Kaori nods "We'll keep that in mind. Could be worth exploring"
You reach across the table to snag a few of Sylus's fries without asking, a habit you've had since high school
He doesn't even flinch, letting you grab as many as you want
Leanne, catching your quiet amusement, turns to you "What about you? What do you think?"
You pause, mid reach for another fry, blinking as all eyes turn to you "Uh... sounds fun" you say, shrugging "I mean, younger me always wanted to be famous. Maybe it's something I've always lowkey dreamed of"
"Same" Davina agrees "It's giving childhood dreams, for sure"
"Us all being in a girl group? Absolute chaos. But honestly, it'd be amazing. You can't tell me we wouldn't crush it" Vanessa says
You feel the brush of Sylus's legs against yours, making you stop mid motion, narrowing your eyes as you glance up at him
Without saying a word, you pull the tray in front of him toward you, raising an eyebrow in question
His expression doesn't falter, unreadable as ever "What?" he asks, his voice calm but there's a flicker of amusement in his eyes
You don't respond, instead slowly sliding the tray closer to yourself as if daring him to make a move, His legs stay where they are, practically caging yours under the table
He leans back in his seat, resting an arm lazily on the chair next to him "Don't look at me like that. You're the one stealing my fries"
"And you're the one being invasive" you shoot back, though you don't move your legs either
He smirks "You're not moving them, though"
You roll your eyes grabbing another fry off the tray to avoid addressing his comment. Sylus just chuckles, leaning forward to steal a fry from the tray you just claimed
"Touché" he murmurs, his smirk widening when you glare at him
You slide your feet out of your sandals under the table, brushing them lightly against Sylus's bare legs
The sudden contact makes him pause, his eyebrow arches, an amused challenge flickering in his eyes
In response, you flash him a sweet almost innocent fake smile, as if daring him to call you out
"Oh, so we're doing that now?" he asks, his tone low enough that the others at the table don't notice
"Doing what?" you reply, feigning ignorance as your foot trails higher against his calf
His smirk deepens, but he doesn't move away "You've got some nerve, stealing my fries and starting something you can't finish"
"Who says I can't finish?" you counter, still maintaining your mock innocent demeanor as you grab another fry from his tray
Sylus leans forward, lowering his voice so only you can hear "Careful, Y/n. I might just call your bluff"
The heat rising to your face betrays you "Try me"
The tension lingers for a beat too long before Sylus shifts slightly, his hand brushing under the table
Without warning, he stops your foot from going even higher on his thighs, his fingers wrapping lightly around your ankle
You tilt your head, a sly smile spreading across your lips "I win" you say simply, your tone dripping with confidence
He raises an eyebrow, his thumb grazing your ankle in a way that sends a chill up your spine "You think so?" he asks
"I know so" you counter, leaning back, satisfied with your small victory
Sylus smirks, leaning closer across the table as if to close the distance between you "Games like this can backfire" he says, his grip loosening just enough to let your foot slip free
You shrug slipping your foot back into your sandal with deliberate slowness "Only if you're not good at them"
Taking a long sip of your drink, you try to ignore the flutter in your stomach, the way the tension still hangs between you like a taut wire
Sylus eyes never leave yours. The corner of his mouth quirks up in that maddeningly smug expression that makes your heart race and your irritation flare in equal measure
This wasn't over and you both knew it
"Alright, let's head back. We gotta start with the project" Kazuo says, standing up and stretching
"Yeah, I agree" you say, your tone breezy as you finally break eye contact with Sylus, sliding your bag onto your shoulder
"I still haven't read the email the professor sent" Amari admits, rubbing the back of his neck
"Which isn't shocking" Davina chimes in, You chuckle shaking your head "You're always unprepared"
"Hey, I like to keep things exciting" Amari grins
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stanzo75 · 2 days ago
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George asking you to the yule ball ends in a date<3 (i did not write in the yule ball because I'm lazy😞)
Fluff🫶
My requests are open!! I mainly write for ron weasley, george weasley, and neville longbottom:)
You are sitting with Harry and Hermione in the great hall after classes, talking about homework and relaying the events of their days, Seamus blowing up another potion in snape's class, george and fred planting fireworks in proffesor flitwick's office, and just about a dozen girls being asked to the yule ball. You hadn't been asked yet, it kind of disappointed you but you tried not to take it personally. Neither ron or Harry had a date either, you could probably just hang around them during the ball. Obviously you could've asked either of them, but who you really wanted was george weasley, and it would've been too weird to ask his younger brother, or his younger brother's best friend who was basically part of their family by now, despite both of them being your age.
Suddenly Harry casts a weird glance past your shoulder, looking confused and intrigued. Hermione turns to look as well, a small smirk forming on her face. Curiosity gets the best of you, and you turn as well only to see the one and only george weasley being pushed to your table by ron and fred. George was protesting and desperately trying to escape their grasp, but they kept pushing him forward as they giggled. He looked panicked and flustered, and you groan as you assume they're pushing him to ask someone, probably Hermione or some other girl sitting near you. It was too much to bear to watch, so you turn back to face the table and sulk, your head propped up, resting on your palm.
"Y/n!" You hear Fred's voice call.
You look up and back at them, finding the three of them standing behind you, george looking panicked, his face flushed as he chews on his bottom lip.
"Georgie here has something to ask you" fred says in a mischievous voice, casting a smug glance at george, who shoots a glare back.
Ron is giving a small thumbs up to Harry and Hermione, replicating Fred's smirk.
You look from ron to fred before settling your gaze on george. He's starting to sweat slightly, his hands tugging at his sleeves.
He takes a deep breath before choking out the question you had been dreaming of being asked.
"Will you go to the ball with me?" He staggers out, looking hopeful.
You hesitate for a moment, and you can see his face fall as you don't respond right away.
"I told you it was a bad idea" he grumbles to fred, starting to loosen from their grip to walk away, he looked as if he had just been slapped.
"Wait! George wait" you quickly spurt out.
He meets your gaze again, you can see tears pricking at his eyes as he desperately tries to blink them away.
"I'd love to go with you" you say in a soft voice.
He looks doubtful for a moment, searching your face for any sign of uncertainty. But your face is genuine, and his doubtful look melts into a relieved smile.
"You mean it?" He asks quietly.
You're now smiling like an idiot, finally having processed the situation.
"I mean it" you reply, excitement evident in your voice.
Fred has a smug and proud look on his face, his arms crossed as he whispers
"I told you so" to george.
Harry, ron, and Hermione chime in with their congratulations, all looking happy for the two of you.
"And if it's not too much to ask, astronomy tower tonight?" George asks sheepishly.
You nod, your face flushing.
You hadnt gone to the astronomy tower with him in a while. at first it was a group activity, the golden trio had been introduced to the secluded spot by the twins, who typically joined them after sneaking up there became a regular activity every night. Slowly the golden trio and fred stopped attending, leaving only you and George. This is where your bond with George had grown stronger. Lately the habit had stopped due to fred and George working on who knows what.
George nods back, trying to bite back his excitement, but the huge smile on his face giving it away.
"Alright that's enough lover boy, we have to get back to our project" fred says as he starts to drag George away.
You watch as they leave, George glancing back at you every few seconds before disappearing into the hall.
Ron takes his seat next to you.
"Bloody hell you have no idea how long I've been waiting for that, he's been bothering me for WEEKS" ron says, "always asking me these stupid questions, 'do you think she likes me?' 'What are her favorite flowers?' 'Has anyone asked her yet?'"
Your heart skips a beat at Ron's words, it was endearing, a warm feeling searing through your body, making you feel weak.
Ron continues blabbering on about george for the next 30 minutes, he's never been good at holding onto a secret and you're surprised he didn't let anything slip before george asked you.
You eventually get up to go get ready to see George, leaving the three of them behind.
You rush up to your dorm, taking a quick shower and using a few charms to dry and perfect your hair. Your hair is pulled into a half up half down style, with a bow placed neatly at the hairtye. You look stunning in your outfit of choice, and your perfume sprayed across your chest smells heavenly.
You silently slip out of your dorm and out of the common room into the hallway. The moonlight shining through the windows lights up your way to the astronomy tower. When you arrive in the astronomy tower, climbing through the hatch, you're met with the sight of candles and George standing there waiting for you. He looks nervous, he's holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. He offers his hand to help you to your feet before handing you the flowers, smiling shyly. Your heart skips a beat, the flowers are beautiful, but George looks stunning. His hair finally brushed out, he smells amazing, his cheeks tinted a light pink, and his smile radiating joy. He offers his hand again to lead you to a blanket set up on the floor with soft pillows and more blankets. The both of you sit down, getting comfortable. He hands you a small gift bag. You take it, inspecting it carefully. As you take out the wrapping paper, you find a box of your favorite chocolates, a small box, and a folded paper. You reach for the box first, opening it carefully to see a beautiful necklace, with a gemstone of your favorite color cut into the shape of a heart. George smiles at you before speaking, "open the note"
You take out the note, opening it slowly and reading
"I saw this necklace in hogsmeade a few weeks ago and it reminded me of you, maybe you could wear it to the ball :)"
You feel your face heat up, this is one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for you.
You place the items back in the bag and set it aside, going in to hug him tightly.
"Thank you george, it's beautiful, all of this is beautiful" you whisper as he embraces you back.
As you pull away he looks overjoyed, his eyes sparkling in the starlight.
"I'm glad you like it, I had a feeling you would" he replies in a gentle voice.
As the night goes on, the two of you talk, joke around, and watch the stars.
By the end of your time together, he walks you back to your dorm, your hand intertwined with his.
As you stop at your door, he turns to face you.
He watches your face for a second, his gaze tracing your features and lingering on your lips.
He looks up into your eyes, silently asking for permission.
His face lights up as you nod, he leans in slowly, his gaze never leaving your face before pressing his lips to yours. You close your eyes just as he does, kissing back gently. Your lips interlocked in a sweet, slow kiss. As he pulls away, he looks completely starstruck.
"I'll see you tomorrow, sleep well" he whispers, waiting for you to open your door and go in before leaving.
Before you close the door you whisper back,
"You too, thank you for tonight George, the ball will be amazing"
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bigfan-fanfic · 2 days ago
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Building Bridges (Male!Reader x Jason Grace)
Any domestic headcannons for Jason Grace? Just general cute and romantic stuff when deeper into a relationship with the guy.
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Percy likes to joke that Jason's lucky there hasn't been a Pontifex since the times of ancient Rome, because he basically gets to assign himself his own duties and hours.
It's hard, having resigned the title of praetor and left behind the Legion. No one's really sure where Jason belongs, and after the rigidity of a legionnaire's life, it's unsettling, to say the least.
He ends up getting contacts a few years in after one too many times of losing his glasses on top of his head.
This relieves a lot of his stress, as repeatedly putting on and taking off his glasses tended to give him headaches.
He and Piper drift apart - mainly because they had chased the idea of being together so long that when it came to actually being together, they had no idea of what to do.
Besides, Piper still had to figure out how she felt about Hera's false memories of their relationship she still had, and trying to "get back there"
They remain friends and are in fact much better friends than they were partners. It was Piper that Jason came out to about his own bisexuality later on.
Jason takes his time with things, not rushing into dating because he feels like he has to or needs to fill a void. Instead he tries to learn who he is, establish a support system with Percy, Thalia, Frank, Annabeth, Hazel, and Nico.
He travels often for his duties as pontifex, seeking out gods and spirits to see how they would be honored.
In a lot of ways, he sort of gets to decide what the gods will become.
Since they depend so dearly on human perception of them, and will evolve accordingly, Jason can, by dictating their worship and temples, dictate the path they will follow.
So with a such a heavy and important duty as his main job, he really does like to clearly delineate between his life as pontifex and his time with family, friends, and loved ones.
Jason may not be particularly spontaneous or even exciting, but he is incredibly attentive and reliable.
Jason has worked so hard on his own mental health and well-being that he really does become a safe space for someone he loves.
He's a master at listening without judgment and allowing you to vent.
But he also has a mind like a steel trap, and he will remember things you like, things you want, and your habits.
Definitely the boyfriend who seems to read your mind, simply because he's so observant. He'll automatically have your preferred snacks and drinks in stock.
You'll also find little notes he writes to himself to remind himself of things, like "Pick up snax (for Y/N <3)
Or little lists of your favorite shows you've recommended he watch because otherwise he'll forget.
He lives in a small but really nice little house in New Rome, set up more like a large apartment than a house is.
Basically, it is ready for you to move into like, the moment you stay over the first time.
I think Jason becomes more fond of sturdy clothes as he gets older. Thicker jackets with long sleeves to hide his Legion brand, probably a cowboy hat or baseball cap to hold his longer hair out of his face.
I think he definitely gets hat hair a lot and finds it hilarious and cute when you notice it and ruffle it to get it out of that slicked back shape.
Jason might not always be good at it the first time, but he does like to plan dates and excursions. Organization and chores can be tough for him, but he also has some immense self-discipline.
And then he'll just have the most random moments where he'll act on an impulse without thinking and spend several moments visibly looking disappointed in himself.
Jason is highly physically affectionate, draping himself over you and often times nibbling at your neck or ear.
He also really likes to have you leaning against him or even in his lap, even if you two are doing different things.
It might be a reassurance thing, or a touch-starved thing.
As far as marriage goes, I don't think Jason would propose it but he'd absolutely say yes if proposed to. In New Rome, everyone already knows you two are a couple, and it's not like there are tax or legal benefits to worry about, so it's not something that crosses his mind.
He refers to you as his partner, or when feeling romantic, his "other half."
Jason is actually a really good cook, but he needs something to help him focus, or to keep him on track.
Jason is a snuggler, but ONLY when awake. When he sleeps, he seems to keep some space. Probably because he overheats quickly. Even under a blanket, this man always has a leg out or the blanket pushed down to his hips.
He likes to involve you in his day and thoughts but doesn't push you to do the same. Though he loves being included.
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causeimcrayzeebee · 3 days ago
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wow. chapter 3. that was a lot. spoilers down below as usual.
also before we start i just wanna say to all of you guys to PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!!!! ik that this week n last week were so much but please don’t forget to prioritize your health!
okay i was taking notes in my notes app while watching cause i wanted to have some reminders so i could write a coherent review on the trial but god. that fucked me up. i did genuinely really love the trial but it’s just a lot to process so i will be waiting till i write any analysis, so don’t expect any very soon LMAO um so yeah, my notes started off decently normal (lie but they were intended to be normal n serious) and then became more and more incoherent. here ya go, my notes copy pasted over here ☝️
chapter 3 yay
“exactly what it sounds like tamba” THIS BITCH CHANNELING KAMIMURA I CANTTTT 😭😭😭
HAMA TELLING WADA TO BREATHE I ALREADY TWARED UP WUAUE HAMA HELPING WADA W THE BATHROOM THATS SO SWEET
watari telling okazaki off hell yeah lets go but also IAGAH
DONT TALK ABOUT HIM GRRR
hiroaki is actually so smart n we don’t talk about that enough!!!!!! please can we talk about that more!!!!!!
OKAZAKI NOT SHUTTING UP BYE 😭
Hasegawa having to defend himself with evidence only 😭
OH MY GOD HASEGAWAS RAGE WHEN BEING SUSPECTED BC HE CARED THE MOST 😭 the va work was fantastic i got so fucking sad
watari getting itchy from the demon waves im CACKLING
HIROAKI POWERING THROUGH THE BODY DESCRIPTION LETS GO 🗣️🗣️💯💯💯💯
god i knew that was SH cuts but GOD I appreciate how much hasegawa tried to keep it private 😭
Hama being a king n bringing up the bop on the head like tambas poison theory bye
LAB SAFETY VIOLATION 😭 Okazaki label picture dropping when
FINALLY! IT WAS POISON!!!! lmfaooo she was so excited im so happy for her
hiroaki being truthful about trying to kill himself what the FUCK IM GONNA CRY
PLEASE KEEP YP WITH THE REST OF THE GROUP LMAO  STOP BULLYING HER SHES TRYING
hayashigeki divorce arc 
nah but fr what if i cried they’re both so valid but lowk yanagi got a point 😭
WHY DOES TAMBA NOT KNOW WHAT A 3D PRINTER IS I CANT KEEP DEFENDING YOU LIKE THIS 😭😭😭
they shared a bed let us REJOICE 🗣️🗣️
“when she came back from the void” “THE WHAT”
WADA RAGE WADA RAGE WADA RAGE
woodshop mention 🗣️🗣️🗣️
hiroaki being strategically logical and yanagi being more emotional god I LOVE HIRONAGI FOILS
“it seems as though we’re somewhat divided on this issue” SCRUM DEBATE 😜😜😜
yanagi using so much energy to argue with mfs 
the way hayashi gets it out of him,,, HE WAS TRYING TO OPEN THE DOOR AUAGSHS
Hama as a safety precaution in wataris room LMFAO I LOVE THIS DUO SO MUCH MORE THAN I EXPECTED
YANAGI STOP BEING SUSPICIOUS UAGAHEUE
it cannot be tamba absolutely not please that’s gotta be insane she does NOT have the motivation for that
tamba is lowk distressed :(
so technically can only be okazaki, yanagi, or tamba????? im gonna cry either way
OH I DIDNT EVEN THINK ABOUT THE SHIRT THING BEING MORE THAN THE COLD
guys pls don’t let it be yanagi
please no
guys no
god fucking no
oh right his hand isn’t working let’s go
NOT MY QUEEN HAYASHI
GIRL NOT THE TRACK RECORD MENTION 😭😭😭
nah wait why is hiroaki suddenly becoming the emotion n yanagi the logic
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
HASEGAWA HAVING A PISSED OFF WADA MOMENT AUAHSHS FUCKKK
NO NOT WATARI HIDING ON THE COAT BEING USED AS EVIDENCE EUEGEGG
sus ahh Okazaki….. with 20 minutes left……. how we feeling Okazaki nation…..
stop lying vro
wadas ribs has been added to your truth bullets
COAT REVEAL 🗣️🗣️🗣️
WATARI 😭😭😭😭😭
oh god i wasn’t expecting that
WATARII MY SWEET BABY OH MT GOD POBRECITO RUCK FUCK MT STUPJD BAKA LJFE
THE LAUGHING
WHAT
WHAT RHE FUCK
WHAT IS GOINNGGG ON
FACE REVEAL1?1?2?3?
BRO OHTTA THE FRAME
OH MT GOD
IM SCREAMING WHAT IS THIS
IM LOSING IT
WHA
IM CRYING WHATBIS THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
this is not real
SODA AT THESE LINES UPPP LMFAOAOAO
OH MY GOD THEYRE NEMESES THATS KINDA AWESOME NGL
everyone being so done with her bye 😭😭😭
SHE WANTED TSUNO SO BAD???? TOXIC ONE SIDED YURI WTF????
IM STILL PROCESSING
this is not happening
THE VOICE CHANGE
EVERYONE IS SO DONE WITH THEM IM SCREAMING
guys why do i kinda love this
tsuno didn’t gaf
WADA GET THEIR ASS 😭😭😭
there is nothing classy about whatever this is
no bc the rivalry is insane
POBRECITO WATARI
KAMIMURA DIED FOR NOTHING WHAT THE FUCK
WHAT THE HELL
WHAHWTWHWKE
loathing unadulterated loathing
get her ass what the fucking shit
NO CLOSING ARGUMENT??????
KAMIMURAS SHORT TOO
OH MY GODDDD
IM SCREAMING
THIS IS CRAzyyt 😭😭😭😭
WHAT IS THIS
this was villanous
GET THEIR ASS HASEGAWA PLSSS 😭😭😭😭
i am in such shock
FUCK YOU FOR MESSING WITH MY KING IM THROWING HANDS IMMEDIATELY
WATARI OH MY GODDDD AUSHSH 😭😭😭
“GO DIE ALREADY” LMFAOAO
the editing for this episode is crazy
wada so real
wada get their ass pls
END THIS SHIT ALREADY
BRO WAS CONFINED FOR A SECOND HELEPP1??1?2?2
fourth wall breaking icon??????
i think im hysterical what do you MEAN HE DIED FOR NOTHING
okay back from crying and pacing around for 10 minutes let’s continue
THE TONGUE WAS A TROPHY?????????? I need another break WHATVTHE fucke
smart to get hasegawa outta here but FUCK YOU
FUCK YOU OKAZAKI
PLEASE VOTE PLEASE PLEASE WHAT THE FUCK!!!
actually when is the Okazaki lore drop happening i need it
THIS MAKES ME SO SAD KAMIMURA DIED BEFORE ANY OF HIS DREAMS BECAME TRUE AND HE LIVED A MAINLY TRAGIC LIFE AND IT ENDED TO HORRENDOUSLY????? IM SO UPSET ACTUALLY
EXECUTE THEIR ASS
WADA PLEASE BE THE EXECUTIONER
OH MY GOD HES TRYING TO HIT THEM OH MY GOD GET THEIR ASSS
OH GET THEIR ASS HASEGAWA
HASEGAWA RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE HOLLYYYYY FUCKKKKKKKK
WHAT THE RUCWHAT THE FUCJS
WATARIIII OH MT GODDDDDDD
im in actual tears hey yeah what the hell
WATARI HASEGAWA AND WADANOH MT FUCKING GOS THIS WAS SO DESPAIRING WHAT THE FUCK. THE FUCKz THE FUCK.
WATARI 😭😭😭😭😭😭
im actually crying now
I CANT SEE THE SCREEN MY TWARS DUDE WHAT RHE HELL
THE WAY THAT THE CAST IS SO DONE WITH THEM
WELL BE FOXES OKAY? OH MY FOD STOP STIP STOPS FTOOSTBOSRN AROP IT I WILL FOLLOW YOUR FLAME WHAG IF I CRIED
im at such a loss okay trial over execution time
me too dr yonekura
IM STILL PISSED ABOUT KAMIMURA
I MISS KAMIMURA SO BAD
I MISS HIM SO MUCH OHHHHHH MY GOD BRING HIM BACK GUYS PLEAS EPLEAPELWMEPALEPALDJRPWMAPEKE
the way yonekura is so done w okazaki 💀💀
WHO OKAYED THAT HOWD THAT GET THROUGH BUDGETING IM IN TEARS
this chapter was simultaneously the most serious tetro has ever gotten and the most unserious at the same time
oh so she just like suffocated
YONEKURA DOES NOT THINK THIS WAS INNOVATIVE IM SCREAMING LMFAOAO
not an expensive motive???? oh boy
OKAZAKIS TRACK COMING IN I CANTTTT
kamimura nation I think we need a minute (a year of losing it)
THEY ARE CHANGING THE ANNOUNCMENT MID GAME?? wait a damn minute we didn’t have the three person rule before hand bye why did i not realize this,,,, fuck y’all doctors btw
WHAT
OKAZAKI WAS YONEKURAS KID???? AND THEIR NAME WAS YUME????? oh guys I need a lore drop so bad. and also to get through the staffside logs. maybe this is not the surprise it is to me I’m bye. 
the fuck is wrong with yonekura
how are parents even working
soryr i genuinely had to take another break my mom walked into the room and i had somewhat gotten it together n she asked what happened and i just started BAWLING oh my GOD it’s genuinely been so long since I’ve cried like this over a fictional character
ok we are locked in now
OJIMA WHAT THE FUCK HE TRIED SO HAR DOH MY GOD THE TEARS CAME RIFHT BACK
I DONT WANNA LEAVE YOH BEHIND OH MY GOD
HIROJIMA MY BELOVEDS
my eyeliner is GONE bro 😭
guys I really fucking love hiroaki
she done w yanagi 😞
TAMBA APOLOGY RAHAHHHH i love tamba i was a hater a bit during the trial but it’s because i love her,,,,
I LIKE YOU TAMBA YOURE SOMETHING TO ME
MY HEART OH MY GOD “I JUST MISS YOU” IM GONNA CRY AGAIN
NOW I HAVE TO FORGIVE YOU okay bro….. just say you love her…..
their friendship is so special i NEED TO DRAW THIS HUG SO BAD
THEYRE TALKING TO TSUNO
FUCK
AUAHSOEIEOE OH MT GOD
I MISS TSUNO GUYS I MISS HER SO BAD
WADA 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
I LOVE YOU OH MY FOD I CHOKEE J CANT SEE ANSYTHING ON THE KEYBOARD ANYKORE
NEW WASA CLOTHES THATS SO FYXJING CUTE AWWW I LOVE THIS SO MYCH
HE WAS DRAWING HIM TO MAKE HIM AN OURFIT1?2?2?2? FUCKKKK TETRO RHINES MY LIFE SLASH POS
WADA NEW CLOTHES SPRITE WHEN
WADA HIROAKI HUG IM DRAWING THIS IMMEDIATELY
WADA HAIR CUT WADA GLOW UP 🗣️🗣️🗣️ FUCK YEAH 
im so glad we ended that on a high note that made me so happy after everything else
no hasegawa episode? interesting…. unless we get one in like an hour or something but yk wow
i do want to say that despite the emotional rollercoaster that was this trial, and the frankly INCREDIBLY UNEXPECTED outcome, i did like it narratively. ik the decision of having okazakis character go this direction is gonna be incredibly controversial amongst the community but i really loved it. kamimuras death was almost meaningless, that’s tragic AS FUCK. but “meaningless” deaths happen. it’s not strange to kill off a character for no reason, because people die unfairly way more than we even want to think. and it SUCKS. it sucks SO BAD. but it’s not unrealistic. I think the unserious tone of Okazaki really made the tone of the entire series become even darker and more sinister. wow, anyways take what im saying here w a grain of salt bc im kinda hysterical rn so yeah.
PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF YALL!!!! in the end, it heavily impacts us because these characters mean things to us, but PLEASE prioritize yourself <3
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zais-zafu · 3 days ago
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Hi, sorry if this is personal, I just wanted to know what you manifested with the help of the loa
hii
hmm, I can't share everything but I am happy to provide some. I have a couple of posts around that but off the top of my head, here are a few:
• appearance change like I got my desired face, body hair loss, clear skin, bigger eyes, longer lashes and fuller brows, different facial structure, fuller lips, faster muscle growth, symmetrical face & body, etc.
• money!!
• full ride scholarship + desired uni
• gifts, just the other day I randomly got a smart watch just because
• dream wardrobe
• massive opportunities that I always wanted to have
• certain situations playing out exactly how I wanted, desired life plot ig?
• people in and out my life — I don't manifest sps & relationships directly but ig working on sc makes you attractive to the people you like + makes things go how you want without you consciously manifesting it
• desired friendships
• desired contact with some influencers
• changing my parents & home situation
• perfect gpa (even tho I don't really study or work hard in my classes) & natural intellect
• popularity within my major
• huge confidence in public!
• princess treatment
• being productive and healthy
• my friend's leg not being broken after being in an accident
• becoming more talented in singing, drawing, writing, and other hobbies without even practicing
• driving licence (even tho I was scared shitless of driving)
• new car on my bday (not for me tho cos I don't like driving lol)
• a fun, exciting & also peaceful life!!
• desired bday
• pretty sure I quantum jumped / shifted a few times cos people look at me crazy when I remember things being different around here lol
• just for fun I did the purple car challenge and it worked + I did the same for lime cars (cos I needed more confirmation lol) in one of my bus trips and I saw one (I still see both lime and purple cars to this day) + recently saw a lime & purple car in the uni so yeah, the law is real 100%
• mental peace — my mindset around life has drastically shifted (no longer in what felt like a rat race) + my mind is a safe space for me now <3
• and a high sc ofc
hope that was motivating to read !!
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letmereedusyou · 9 hours ago
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i'm not yours - part 5
summary: Daryl and you are (were?) friends. He's dating Leah. You told him you loved him and things fell apart. Will it ever go back to normal?
words: 2.7k
warnings: alcohol use, swearing, mentions of drugs
A/N: Hi, darlings! Here another part of the series. I'm still not sure how long this whole thing is going to be, but I already have another idea for a longer story. My brain is working overtime these days! It was proofread by my English boyfriend, so I trust there aren’t any major errors. I hope you enjoy and part 6 is already in the works!
Read previous parts: part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4
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The drive was long, painfully hot and quiet, but you finally reached Alexandria's gates. All this time you were thinking about Daryl, the image of his foot stomping on one thing you really wanted. That 80s music cassette could've been such a gem in this stupid world. You couldn't remember the last time you've heard good music, other than some weird 60s psychedelic shit that was surely listened to during LSD trips. For once, you wanted to listen to something you knew you'd enjoy. And he knew that too. He knew you like no one else. You couldn't help but think that he did that on purpose, to sort of get back at you for destroying your friendship.
Back when you were friends, he'd never told you no. He'd always allow you to get giddy and excited about things, like that one time when you found a pink Nintendo DS console with somehow preserved 20% of battery. Your eyes shimmered when you looked at it, and then you turned it on and the screen came to life, a familiar sound played and you let out a squeak, making Daryl chuckle. He made a comment about you being a nerd, and you admitted it proudly. You played some games on it until the battery gave out and then kept it as a keepsake. To this day, the console had an honourable place on your nightstand, making you smile each time you look at it.
Or that one time when you both went on a supply run to town and you saw a shop with clothing you never could afford before zombie outbreak, so you made Daryl go with you and watch you try on dresses, coats and fancy trousers. He was sitting there on the footstool, watching you having fun. You knew this wasn't his thing at all, but yet he spent next two hours just watching you and making comments about how fancy professional, but stupid you looked. You kept a huge fur coat, apparently worth $4000, now free for anybody who wanted it. And you wanted it. Daryl rolled his eyes when you decided to wear the coat all the way back to Alexandria, but never stopped you. You believed he secretly enjoyed how silly it was.
Of course, he wouldn't come back with you in the car - the silence between you would be too much to bear for him and frankly, you were quite glad that he chose to walk. You were fed up with arguing, fighting over nothing, constantly being reminded about the "I love you" you shouted to him a while back. Every time you thought about it, you beat yourself up for ever making the rude comments, escalating the situation instead of calming it. You beat yourself up for ever saying the three words, for ever admitting your feelings, and it was heartbreaking for you to think that your friendship was gone.
Getting out of the truck, the ground crunched under your feet. You wiped some sweat off your forehead and and looked around. A few people looked at you, puzzled by the question of "where the hell is Daryl", especially Carol, who was walking towards you with concerned look on her face.
"Hey," she says, standing in front of you, crossing her arms on her chest. "You okay?"
"Hi," you say and smile gently to her, rubbing your forearm lightly. "Yeah, I'm good."
"Where is Daryl?"
There it is. The question. Of course, everyone was concerned that Daryl wasn't with you. He was a valued member of the group and people have grown fond of him over the years they've spent together. God forbid, something would happen to him. You admit, it was most definitely weird that you and Daryl weren't coming back together, so you could understand why people are so worried about him.
"He chose to walk back," you look away from Carol, feeling some type of embarrassment creeping up on your cheeks. You weren't exactly sure why you felt this way. "We argued. He walked away. Left keys in the truck, so I could come back."
"He chose to walk back?" she asks, raising an eyebrow. "You argued? About what? You two never argue."
That would've been right a few weeks ago, before you confessed your love, before he got weirded out. You and Daryl were great friends, almost attached to hip. Always together, always joking around. You never argued when you two were still friends. To some people it was quite weird that you didn't argue, but for you two it was natural. There was just never anything you'd think to argue about. But now? Now, you are sure that the friendship was never going to go back to normal.
"It's a long story, Carol," you say, scratching the top of your head. "And frankly, I don't think I want to go into details with it."
"Alright."
Carol stayed for a minute more, looking you up and down, concern never leaving her face. She must've seen how exhausted and unwilling to talk you were, because she smiled and left, asking no more questions. You watched her figure disappear into her house, the yellow doors of it reflecting the shine of the sun so harshly it made your eyes hurt.
You walked down the street, trying to use the buildings' shadows to your advantage, to hide yourself and get cooler. You couldn't help to think about Daryl and hope that he is staying out of the sun too, and staying hydrated enough. You knew it was silly to worry about him - he's always reasonable, knows how to take care of himself as he did so since he was a kid. Yet, a part of you almost seeks it out. That worry. That anxiety if he is okay. Maybe it was because your feelings for him. Maybe it was simply because he is... was your best friend and you wanted him to be safe. You felt like you will always worry about him in some way, even when you are not friends. You wanted to. Because you cared.
As you walk into your house, the walls provide you with a cool air, hugging your body tightly. You sigh deeply at the sensation and you walk straight into the bathroom. Taking your clothes off, you see yourself in the mirror. All the scars on your body, all the scratches, old and new, were glistening with sweat. You looked at your tattoo - a small detail that no one knew about, not even Daryl. The tattoo was a medium size, black and white Medusa head, gracefully wrapping around the contours of the ribcage. It symbolises transformation and power for you.
You haven’t had the best childhood, and you were raised in a household where emotions were not discussed in a calm manner. It was always a fight, always verbal abuse towards your mother that ended with a door slam from your father, and was never actually resolved or talked about again. Your parents always went to the usual selves a couple days later, bottling up whatever was bothering them. You've heard your mum cry many times because of the fights. You even heard her talking to her friend on the phone about getting a divorce, but it never actually happened. Your guess was she was too scared to actually leave your father.
Getting out of your childhood house was one of the things you dreamt about since you were a child. When you turned 18, instead of going to parties, getting drunk or doing your driving license, you got a job and moved out, marking your body with a tattoo symbolising the moment your life changed.
Hopping into the shower, you wash away all the sweat and grime from the day, desperate trying to wash away your feelings too. You thought about how the situation you are in with Daryl could've been avoided if you just kept your mouth shut. But then... you'll always be living in the shadows of Daryl's relationship. Shadows of Leah. Is that what I want, you asked yourself internally and you knew the answer is no. Sooner or later, Daryl would've found out about it. Sooner or later you would've told him and the same thing would happen. Somehow, even if it meant losing him, you were glad it was sooner rather than later. At least, you're not bottling up the feelings and emotions, just like your parents did.
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Another couple weeks pass by and situation between you and Daryl hasn't changed. He's avoiding you like fire, keeping his distance everywhere. You stopped going on supply runs altogether, after speaking with Rick and telling him you don't want to work with Daryl anymore. Rick was shocked and, of course, asked questions, but you kept it short and sweet of an answer and explained you needed a break. He wasn't convinced, maybe it was the look on your face, finally letting you off.
One evening, you decided to open a few bottles of alcohol you stashed in your house. You kept them for special occasions, but you felt like this was an emergency and you just wanted to numb yourself for a little while. Sitting on the porch of your house, you kept sipping on some whiskey straight from the bottle, your mind wandering. You thought about your family, your friends, people you've lost since the zombies became reality. You thought about Daryl, what he was up to, what he was doing. Was he thinking about you too?
The sun was setting on the horizon. Everything looked so beautiful in the orangey hue. The trees were still, and the air was stuffy again, although it smelled like wet ground - a tell-tale of rain. A whole street was calm and quiet - an advantage of choosing to live in the corner of the settlement, next to an old couple, away from the places people would usually go to.
Suddenly, you heard footsteps and you turn your head towards it, hoping it would be Daryl, but the blonde hair in a pony tail and an all black outfit came to focus. Leah.
She stood there, smiling at you gently. You felt awkward and super conscious about the fact you were in love with her boyfriend, so you looked down at your drink as quickly as you looked at her.
"Hi," she says softly, sitting next to you on the steps. Her politeness and kindness was almost bugging you.
She was always quite nice to you and others. Maybe that was why people actually disliked her - it was coming off as ingenuine. The first time she came to Alexandria with Daryl, she was so sweet it almost made your teeth hurt. She spoke softly, all the time, like there was nothing that bothers her, like her zen was always in check. Daryl didn't seem to mind her overly sweet voice and attitude of a little girl who didn't know what to do with themselves. In fact, he seemed to like it which made you cringe. Maybe it was because he was a natural protector. A person that always keeps people safe and when he met Leah, all alone in the woods, his instincts kicked in and he needed to protect her. Or maybe it was because she was not shy in showing that she was interested in him, making eyes at him and laughing at his jokes, even when they were bad ones.
You grumble in response, nodding once to acknowledge Leah. There was a pause, a super uncomfortable silence between you two, before she opened her mouth again.
"You shouldn't drink that much, you know? It's not healthy."
"Okay, Leah," you say dismissively, taking another swig out of the bottle. Leah was the last person you'd listen to when it comes to advice. Or anything, really.
Another long pause happens, and you keep looking at the sunset, trying to avoid her burning gaze. You could tell she was scanning you, like she was trying to figure you out. You didn't care much about how she looked at you. You disliked her and her opinion about you didn't matter.
Leah sighs and clasps her hands on her knee.
"Why did you stop going on supply runs with Daryl?" she asks straightforwardly, and you finally turn your head towards her, tilting it to the side.
Your eyebrows turn upwards. You were trying to assess if she's serious or not. It's been a few weeks since the decision of stopping supply runs with Daryl, so you were sure she was joking, maybe mocking you or something. Your eyes meet and you can see concern on her face. Her lips press together, waiting for your answer. She was nervously tapping her foot on the ground.
"I was just wondering that's all. Did something happen?" she pressed even more. It was starting to get on your nerves a little, but you kept your mouth shut. Sipping on the amber liquid, you leaned against the baluster of the stairs.
The sun was barely visible anymore, the evening has gotten more dark. You could hear cicadas in the grass somewhere, and the slight buzzing of the electricity from the solar panels nearby. If it wasn't for Leah's presence next to you, the evening would've been perfect - full of drunken thoughts about Daryl, blurry vision and calm air.
"Daryl has been really absent lately," she says, shrugging her shoulders. She kept looking at the setting sun as well. "I guess I wanted to know why."
"Me and Daryl aren't friends anymore," you finally say in a low voice, almost like you didn't want to say those words out loud. You feel alcohol drifting around in your veins, so you try to steady your mind to make sure you don't just babble anything inappropriate to her.
"What?" Leah turns her gaze towards you, clearly confused, scowling hard and then turning her eyes towards the ground in front of her. "Why not?"
Again, you glance at her, making sure she was serious. And yet again, all you see is just concern and sincerity in her eyes. She looked genuinely shocked at he information you provided her with, like she actually had no idea what's been happening. Her whole body leaned towards you a little, waiting for any answer from you. But before you can answer her, she speaks up again.
"Daryl doesn't really share things like that with me," her voice almost a whisper, as she's rubbing her arm, either from coolness of the air or just a pure awkwardness of the situation. "I wouldn't have known if you two were not friends anymore. He's quite a mystery, isn't he?"
You swallow hard, the realisation of what she said hitting you like a ton of bricks. Leah was his girlfriend, the person who he should confide in, should talk to about things, especially about things like arguing with his best friend to the point of never speaking to them again. He should be speaking about his fears, dreams and future with her, right? Like couples do?
She doesn't know?
You couldn't help but wonder what else did he conceal from her? Does she know about his past? About his childhood, about Merle? Does she know how he got the scars on his back? Does she know anything about his past, anything at all?
You kept looking at her, completely dumbfounded, not knowing what to say or do. You take another swig out of the bottle, assessing the situation. What can you say? It's not exactly something you should speak about with Daryl's girlfriend. "I'm in love with your boyfriend and he didn't like that, so we aren't friends anymore" or "You boyfriend hates me because I confessed my love for him". You felt like it wasn't your place, wasn't something that you should announce to her. It should've been Daryl who bitches about it to her, not you.
You open your mouth, but the words don't come out. They get stuck in your throat, and you bite your lip, desperately trying to find anything to say, anything at all. Leah looks at you, clearly frustrated with something. Well, probably you. Or Daryl. Or both. She doesn't wait for your answer. Instead, she scoffs, gets up and walks off, leaving you on half-drunk on the stairs of your house, with even more to think about.
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yall-hate-kids-tourney · 21 hours ago
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Asuka Langley Soryu (Neon Genesis Evangelion) vs. Chloe Bourgeois (Miraculous Ladybug)
Y'all Hate Kids: Screwed By The Writers
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Asuka Langley Soryu (Neon Genesis Evangelion)
Fandom historically has treated her like she’s an irredeemable abusive piece of shit, despite the fact that she’s a 14-year-old girl in a terrible situation. She’s also not treated the most charitably by the writers.
Chloe Bourgeois (Miraculous Ladybug)
cw: Abuse, neglect, spoilers
haven't been in the fandom in a while so my memory is a bit fuzzy but the writers hate her sooooo bad it's not even funny. she started having a redemption arc where she realized the error of her ways and started working on herself as a person bc she wanted to be a hero and then did a 180° by siding with the villain. writer called her irredeemable multiple times on twitter despite the fact that she's just a spoiled bratty teenager who was also emotionally abused by her mother. her dad gets victimized despite the fact that he was complacent in the abuse and never tried to help her be a better person. overrall what the hell were you guys THINKING!!!
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SHE HAD SO MUCH GOING FOR HER.... The writers tried giving her a redemption arc but then the creator of the show said that she, a TEENAGE GIRL, was incapable of change and redemption so all of that development was thrown in the trash and she became a shallow character again. Meanwhile, the creator gives a mini redemption arc to the MAIN VILLAIN, who literally ABUSED AND NEGLECTED HIS SON. She deserved so much better man
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Typical Mean Girl character with an aborted redemption arc. Chloe has bullied the main protagonist Marinette Dupian-Cheng for a very long time. However, in Season 2 there was a beginning of a redemption arc that was wholly abandoned because the new showrunner deemed that a mean girl (who had an absentee/abusive mother and a limp noodle of a father) is evil incarnate and therefore can not be redeemed in good faith. The one good influence on Chloe's life abandoned her at the time of need and the fandom belittles and blames her for reverting back to her abusive ways when really she was left behind by the narrative. Even her own half-sister never gave her the time of day.
OH MY GOD. DUDE.Ok so she was a main (ish) villain within the first 1-3 seasons, but over time she was slowly getting a redemption arc, and we were getting more info about her past, and it turns out she was pretty heavily neglected as a kid (WHICH EXPLAINS WHY SHE WOULD ACT LIKE A BAD PERSON). And then, Thomas "dipshit" Astruc decided to THROW AWAY HER ENTIRE REDEMPTION ARC, AND WRITE HER OUT OF THE FUCKING SHOW!!!! AND THEY *REPLACED HER* WITH AN RANDOM NEW CHARACTER, EVEN THOUGH SHE WAS LITERALLY ONE OF THE MAIN HEROES???? And when confronted about why the fuck he would write that, Thomas said that she COULDN'T BE REDEEMED. Mind you, this is a TEENAGER, and a abused one at that! I'm sorry if this sounds like like a 2010's YouTube cartoon reviewer ass rant but oh my lord ,,,Chloe I could've saved you
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i havent watched nor caught up in a while, but from what i remember: she started out as a typical 1-dimensional mean girl, but then they gave her a surprising amount of depth?? like she got to be queen bee, learn responsibility as a superhero, she even is one of only a couple characters we know of to actually fight off hawkmoth's power. they were going to really interesting places with her character, and we were all excited for her redemption arc.
...and then they made her a flat villain again, taking away all of her complexity and development, and instead gave the powers and depth to a new sister of hers that suddenly arrived out of nowhere instead. what
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5starssz · 2 days ago
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All For Me
Paige Bueckers x fem reader
Your two year relationship with collegiante basketball star Paige Bueckers ends suddenly in both of your senior year. You couldn’t seem to detach yourself from her even though Paige had seemed to move on. Once you graduated and Paige was doing her 5th year, Paige finally realizes what she lost.
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All for me- Mariah the scientist
Warnings! Nothing too crazy
Purple=Paige
Pink=You
All For Me Part Three
She left. You woke up to a half empty bed only containing you. ‘Of course’, you thought, “That whole night was nothing but a one time thing and I shouldn’t have let my guard down or get my hopes up”. you said while walking over to your dimly lit living room. It was 9am, the time you usually get up. It was a Saturday and you had no work that day which was a first. Your phone started going off like a crisis was happening. You check and of course it’s your group chat. Your friends: Navie, Liana(Your best friend), Jayden, and Cali were all talking about meeting up at a bar in Storrs at 10 later that night. This was perfect timing for your friends to drag into plans, after last night you needed a distraction.
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10pm
You walked outside, the chill air nipping at your legs. You walked over to the booming car that was parked infront of your apartment complex. The loud bass of the car shook the handles when you went to open the back door.
“Hey yall”, you dragged out as you sit down on the cold leather seat.
“Hey gorgeous”, Liana exclaimed while hugging you.
“What’s homebody”, Jayden laughed from the drivers seat. Everyone joined in laughing.
“We’re going to Ted’s by the way”, Navie said from the passenger seat. You nodded acknowledging her statement.
The car ride was filled with singing, laughing, and random screaming. You needed this, time to have fun with people you love the most.
“Oh and I invited one of my other friends who’s inviting some of her friends”, Jayden yelled over the music.
Everyone said ok and went back to singing and finally the car pulled into the parking lot. You guys got out the car laughing and pushing each other. Ted’s was packed that night, college students and other people crammed into tables. Your group walked in and headed over to the bar to wait for Jayden’s friend and their friends.
“So who’s your friend that’s coming?”, you asked Jayden who was already ordering a drink.
“Mackenzie, she’s on the volleyball team, I don’t know which of her friends she’s bringing though”.
You nodded.
You and Liana started singing and dancing to the music that was blasting through the restaurant. You both started ordering shots and drinks to make the night even more exciting. While Liana was ordering her drink you heard a voice yelling.
“JAYDENNNN”, you assumed was Mackenzie yelling. She was stumbling into the building with her arms in the air.
“They must’ve pregamed”, Liana said to you. You laughed at her statement.
You watched her stumble through the door while the rest of her group followed shortly behind her. It was 3 other people. Before you could figure out who the rest of the group was, a tall man tapped you on shoulder to get your attention.
“Hey, you’re really beautiful and I just wanted to know if we could talk a little”, he said close to your face so you could hear over the roaring music and talking. His breath reeked of beer so it was very obvious he had been drinking
“Um yea sure”, you said slightly hesitant.
The two of you walked over to a corner that was quiet enough to have a conversation. Your back faced the rest of the group you were with.
“So what you doing here tonight gorgeous”, the guy said.
“I’m just with my friends”, you shortly answered. You were still hesitant. You didn’t usually go for guys but you were open to possibly dating them. You also noticed the guy was drunk.
“I’ve been looking for a girl and I think I found her”, he started moving closer to you.
“ha..straight to the point i guess”, you nervously chuckled. He still kept inching closer and closer to you. “bro back the hell up”, you said louder and continuing to back away from him.
“I’m just tryna look at ur beautiful face”, still persistent. At this point you needed to leave.
“She said back up, are you slow?”, the familiar voice said from behind you.
You turned around to see Paige clearly angry. You didn’t know she was there so this was a big surprise, but also made you mad seeing her again. You couldn’t be too mad, she stepped in a situation that she wasn’t part of to stand up for you. She grabbed your hand and walked back to the group, who didn’t even notice what had happened. When the both of you sat down at the bar you could actually form words to talk.
“Why are you here?”, still upset from how she left you last night.
“You’re welcome”, she said sarcastically. “I just helped you out what could you possibly be mad at?”.
“You just dipped this morning, or last night cause i really don’t know when you left. You couldn’t even tell me bye or fucking send a text. It seems like you didn’t mean anything you said”.
Paige kept eye contact with you while you expressed how you felt.
“It’s none of that. I just left early cause I had an appointment. I have no real reason for not texting, i’ve been busy as shit but I really should’ve texted you, I’m sorry, for real”. She grabbed your hand and looked back to your face.
“It’s fine”. You did notice something a little different in her actions. She was being touchy in public, which she never did because she wasn’t out to everyone yet. Her friends and family obviously knew from when she used to bring you around.
“Are you like…out the closet?! you’re being a little touchy and we’re at a packed restaurant”. You laughed a little.
“nah not officially but the closet is clear at this point”. The both of you laughed. “Also, I can makeup for leaving last night after my game tomorrow”.
“You’re smooth as hell but yea that’s fine”, you laughed.
“Come sit in my car with me”, she said getting up, not giving you an option.
The cool night air hit as Paige pushed open the door of the bar, the muffled hum of music and laughter fading behind them. It started to softly drizzle when you walked out. Streetlights cast a soft glow over the full parking lot, both of your footsteps echoing quietly against the pavement. Paige tucked her hands into the pockets of her jacket, stealing a glance at you with a smirk lingering from you two’s last conversation. you chuckled, bumping shoulders with her, and Paige laughed softly in response, the sound warm in the crisp air. A brief silence settled between the both of you, not awkward but charged, the kind that made the space feel smaller. Paige toyed with her car keys, letting them spin around her finger as you neared her car.
She paused by the driver’s side, turning to face you fully. “So… you coming, or are you just gonna stand there looking like you’re second-guessing this?” Her tone was playful, but her eyes searched yours, softer than her words. The car clicked signaling she had unlocked the car. You slipped into the passenger side. The night stretched quietly around you, waiting.
Rain tapped softly against the windows of Paige’s car, blurring the world outside into streaks of light. The air inside was warm, heavy with the quiet hum of the heater and the faint scent of her perfume. Paige glanced over, a slow smile tugging at the corner of her lips as her fingers drummed nervously on the steering wheel. Without a word, she leaned in, closing the small space between you two, her breath warm and steady. your lips met softly at first, hesitant, like testing the edge of something dangerous.
But then Paige’s hand slid up, fingers curling gently around the back of your neck, pulling you closer. The kiss deepened, growing hungrier, more certain, as if you’d both been holding back for far too long. The windows began to fog, blurring the outside world until it felt like nothing existed beyond the car. Paige let out a quiet laugh against your lips, breaking the kiss just long enough to whisper something low and teasing before diving back in. Every movement felt electric, each touch leaving a trail of heat, and for a moment, time seemed to dissolve entirely.
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To be continued..
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AN: I think I hate this but I don’t wanna keep yall waiting. pls lmk if this was awful😭
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rainbowboy33 · 2 days ago
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My son loves soccer... And so do I... But I don't like it because of the kind of sport... I like it because of the hot sportive twinks who are really exciting to look at with their strong muscled bodies in tight soccer clothes...
Today my son invited 2 of his soccer friends, who are playing in another team, to come over to our place.
So, about an hour after the soccer match, they came inside our house.
"You guys are early... And I can smell that you've skipped the showers..."
"Yes Dad... The showers over there didn't work... So, we are going to take a shower here, when it is not a problem for you..."
"You know that it is never a problem, son..."
"Cool Dad... You can join us if you want... There is space enough..."
"You want your old man joining you in the shower???"
"Yes Dad... No problem for me... What about you guys? By the way Dad, these are Roy and Kevin..."
"No Mister... It's not a problem for us.... Because our own Dad loves to join us too when we're taking a shower..."
"Really?"
"Yes Sir... We are always joking that we're keeping him young... "
"Well... Okay then... Let's go into that bathroom and let's clean ourselves..."
While we're taking that shower I was enjoying the exciting view at 3 beautiful masculine twinkboys. And I didn't realise that 'little me' was enjoying the view too...
While I was washing my hair I kept my eyes closed. And in the mean time, I felt 2 strong hands starting to squeeze my back, lower and lower and closer to my butt... While these 2 hands were busy with squeezing my back, 2 other strong hands started with squeezing my chest, especially my nippels... When I opened my eyes again, 3 other things started at the same moment... My son pressed his lips at my lips and pushed his tongue deep inside of my mouth for a hot intense French kiss... At the same time one of f the 2 brothers Roy, went down on his knees and took my still rockhard boner in his mouth. And when he started with giving me a gorgeous blowjob, his brother Kevin sat down on his knees and started to eat my ass... Wwwooowww... When someone should have told me this morning that 3 hot soccer twinks should give me this horny surprise then I should have said that he could continue with what he was dreaming about...
While Roy was having fun with my daddydick, my son took the place of Kevin and he placed his dickhead against the entrance of my daddycunt... Slowly I could feel how he started with stretching my incestcunt around his fucktool... Bit by bit he shove more of himself inside of me untill I could feel his balls tickling against my butt cheeks... Roy was into something else and pushed his tongue deep inside of my mouth... And with that my dick was available for another mouth. So, Kevin wanted to taste my fuckmeat too, and took me deep inside of his throat for a good throatfuck...
My son started with a good and hard buttfuck... I could feel him stretching my incestcunt with good long and hard thrusts... While these 3 horny guys were having fun with my body, I was having fun with Roy's rockhard boner in my hands. I must say that I was very surprised about the size of his uncut fuckmeat... Later he told me that he is the owner of 10 inches fuckmeat... His brother Kevin has, when he is also rockhard, 9,5 inches between his legs... That means that they are having the same sizes as me, 9,5 inches, and my son Donny who has 10 inches fuckmeat... And his 10 inches were busy with destroying my fucktunnel with thrusts which were getting faster and faster... And then, after another couple of thrusts, Donny started with coating the walls of my daddycunt... While Donny was fucking me, I took Roy's rockhard twinkdick deep inside of my throat, and then Roy started with humping my throat... When Donny finished his spunkdumping, he took his meat out of my daddycunt, and Kevin saw the possibility to slide his fuckmeat ballsdeep inside of me. And then HE started to fuck the shit out of me... My goodness... I was really enjoying the fact that these fuckdevils were using me as their spunkbag... Now I could understand how Roy and Kevin were keeping their Dad young... But I didn't had time to think about that, because Roy took my head in his hands and shove his entire fuckmeat ballsdeep inside of my throat. And while he started with loud moaning, he started to fill my stomach with his fresh loads of young boiling spunk... And this made Kevin that his boiling spunk would start with filling my fucktunnel with his large amounts of twinkjuices...
2 big creamy spunkloads deep inside of my daddycunt and 1 big load inside of my stomach....
"Okay Mister... Now is it your turn to dump your spunkloads deep inside one of us..."
I decided to slide my daddydick deep inside of my own son... With one thrust I was ballsdeep inside of the hottest cunt I had ever fucked...
While I was busy with fucking my own son, I saw that Kevin was busy inside the twinkcunt of his brother.... And while we both were fucking a lovely tight boycunt, our lips and tongues found each other for a good and exciting French kiss... Then 'the happy moments ' were there.... Kevin started with dumping his spunkcream deep inside of his brother, and I started with painting the boycunt of Dennis...
After a good and exciting fucksession with each other, I saw their satisfied looks inside of their eyes... 🍆👌💦💦💦💦💦👅
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tiedyeflannels · 2 days ago
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Never Let You Go
Park Jimin x reader
Word Count: 1.4k
Pt.1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 -- Masterlist
Genre: Angst to fluff
A/N: Yo! Not gonna lie, I thought this was going to be the last part, but I guess there'll be one more! Haha! Anyways... Enjoy!
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“Hey, Chim! Though it’s the 12th here, it’s technically your birthday back home, so… Happy Birthday! I hope you’re doing well. Sorry I can’t be there for your birthday, but I did get you a gift so make sure to ask Hobi about that, lol! Anyways, stay safe and healthy. I love you!” Sent 8:07 am, October 12th, 2022.
“Congratulations on your Billboard #1!! I am so, incredibly proud of you!! I remember being with you when you were working on the album and all of those sleepless nights you spent in the studio and I’m so glad that your hard work is being recognized the way it should be! I also saw a performance of your’s and you looked so cool! I’ll be rooting for you, fighting!!” Sent 12:42 pm, May 1st, 2023.
“Hey, I thought that I would send you message before you go into the military. I know you guys were dreading it, but it’ll pass in no time, so keep you’re head up! I texted the others to wish them luck in their service, too. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to be there to see you off, but I’ll see you soon! Be safe, stay healthy, and do your best, which I know you always do! Good luck!” Sent 10:48 am, December 10th, 2023.
“Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, Jimin! I hope you’re well. How’s life been treating you so far? Are you excited for the new year? I been doing well over here. I definitely am a little homesick, but I’ve made some really nice friends over the year so it’s been fun. I’ve talked to the other and they said that you’ve been doing well so that’s a relief to hear, but I’d love to hear from you. I’ll be here for you, just send a text, okay? Miss you lots…” Sent 11:11 pm, January 2nd, 2024.
“Hey, Jimin. Uh… I’ll be coming home in a week. I’m excited to see you guys! I-”
I stopped typing I looked at the last text I sent.
“I miss you…" Sent December 25, 2024”.
It  had been a week since I sent that and it was still unread. I scrolled through all of the texts I sent throughout the two years since we had the argument and I had moved, making me heavily sigh. 
I deleted what I was writing, figuring that I was starting to loss the energy to keep this up. I sat up and shook my head as I went back to packing my apartment up before going back home early next week. I really can’t believe him…
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“Dude. I just got off the plane. I’m on my way to grab my bag. What do you need because you called me six times,” I asked as I approached the luggage carousel as bags started to appear.
“Oh, nothing! I just wanted talk to you,” Jin said happily and I could practically hear the smile in his voice. 
I quietly chuckled and shook my head as I watched others take their luggage and waited to see my suitcase.
“Anyway, we sent a car over to pick you up from the airport, so be on the lookout for our driver, okay?”
I nodded, though he couldn’t see me and approached the carousel once I saw my bag making its round. 
“That’s sweet, thanks- hold on,” I said, sliding my phone in my coat pocket before getting hold of the suitcase handle and hauling it out of the carousel. Standing it up and pulling the handle up, I started to walk toward the ‘ground transport’ area.
“Anyway, thank you! You didn’t have to do that. I could have ridden the bus home.”
“It was no problem at all! Actually Hobi wanted to make sure you got home safe, so the idea was mainly his.”
I smiled at the concern.
“Aww! Then I’ll make sure to thank him when I get home.”
I followed the crowd as I neared the doors and saw the line of cars outside. I looked around the area to see if I could spot their driver, Mr. Choi, and a man holding a sign with my name written on it with Hobi’s handwriting. I laughed at how unreadable it was, but approached him nonetheless.
Mr. Choi bowed in greeting as I smiled and he led me outside to where the car was stationed. “I should let you go. I found you driver and I’ll be heading home. I’ll stop by to see you you and Hobi tomorrow, okay?”
“Okay! See you soon, bye~” Jin sang before he hung up.
We approached the car and Mr. Choi grabbed my bag to put in the back as the side door of the black van opened and I got in and took a seat on the left side, behind the driver’s seat.
Once situated and Mr. Choi started the car, I turned on my phone and opened Hobi’s contacted as I started typing a ‘thank you’ for sending a car to get me before a voice in the front seat interrupted me.
“So, how was your trip?”
My head shot up as I saw Jin back with a smirk on his face.
I gasped, “You came to pick me up!?” I brought my hands up to cover my mouth in surprise while he laughed and nodded.
“Yeah… I wasn’t the only one that wanted to see you…”
He glanced to the side and raised his eyebrows, hinting at something. My brows furrowed before I heard a happy “Hey, Y/n” from the back seat, making me whip my head at the voice to see Hobi sitting behind me. 
“Hobi,” I happily squealed as he made his way forward and into the seat next to mine. I reached over and gave him an excited hug, happy that two of my friends came to pick me up.
“I was just going to text you! How are you guys?”
Hobi buckled him self in as the car started to move, “Good! We wanted to come surprise you.” 
I smiled, looking between both of them, “Thank you, that’s sweet! How was that military, by the way?”
They both groaned, which made me chuckled as it reminded me how much the dreaded enlisting.
“Ugh! It was boring and I couldn’t do anything I wanted,” Jin whined.
“Yeah, and I missed the members and ARMY,” Hobi agreed and I nodded. 
“Well, you certainly didn’t change at all,” I said.
“Of course we wouldn’t. It was just work we needed to do, but you,” Jin drawed out, pointing a finger at me and gestured to my hair, “Certainly have!”
“Yeah, you look different,” Hobi joined. I playfully rolled my eyes, “It’s just a different hair cut, guys. It’s nothing.” 
Jin hummed skeptical, “Was this little decision because of a certain someone?”
Knowing he was talking about Jimin, I sighed and fell back in my seat, “No. It was just something I wanted to try out.”
Hobi’s eyes softened as he looked at me, “Did you ever get to talk to him about what happened?”
I looked down at my hands resting on my lap and sadly shook my head. “No,” I sighed, thinking of everything I did trying to get him to talk to me. “Looking back, I, maybe, tried too hard to get him to talk to me.”
“He wouldn’t talk to us about the situation either,” Hobi, stated as he sunk into his seat.
Jin crossed his arms and disappointedly shook his head in the front seat, “Yeah. He wouldn’t budge anytime one of brought up that he should, at least, talk about what happened.” 
A sad smile graced my lips briefly before I rolled my eyes, emotionally exhausted by this whole situation.
“Maybe I should've given up the first time he said that we were over,” I mumbled as I turned to look outside the window and watch the cars pass.
“Listen, he could still come around. Jimin comes out of the military in June,” Hobi tried to look at the positives.
“Mhm. And if he doesn’t talk to you, we’ll hold it over him for the rest of his days,” Jin said, nodding securely as if that was the final decision.
I chuckled quietly and nodded at their statements, though I wasn’t sure how true they would reign. Would Jimin want to talk after the military? Could this be fixed or am I fooling myself?
I sighed, “I guess we’ll see…”
Part 3
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tricoufamily · 2 years ago
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that edit did not pan out how i hoped whatsoever
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