#i seriously thought i had moved on!!! 🤡

[throwbacktears]

anyway

with me back on my 5sos wagon, im just really glad i didnt get rid of my old tour programs and my slfl shirt

[hey-august]

Hello and welcome to the virgin!buggy brainrot 🤡

WC: ~500 Warnings: NSFW, mdni, virgin!Buggy x GN!reader, mentions of oral -m receiving and of buggy pegging himself, first time sex, insertion sex

Buggy thought he knew what it would be like.

Surely it had to be like that one pity blowjob he received as a young captain trying to make a name for himself. He even had decades of practice by taking advantage of his body’s unique abilities to fuck his own ass.

So Buggy knew how it felt to have his dick in wet, hot warmth. To feel someone else move around him, to feel pressure, constriction, pleasure. He also knew the effort it took to shove, thrust, hump. He was ready to have sex.

But the moment his overly sensitive head touched your entrance, Buggy knew he was screwed. He was in trouble. This was nothing like what he experienced previously. The pirate eased himself in and was terrified.

You weren’t warm - you were hot. Boiling hot. And tight. But soft, so deliciously soft. How did he make it this far into adulthood without this intoxicating feeling?

Buggy had watched his own body accept his length, so why did it look different when it was you? Watching himself disappear inch by inch in you was the best thing he’s ever seen. Wait, second best - the look on your face right now was better. But it was also distracting. He needed to concentrate. Fuck, he was starting to sweat and he had barely started.

Shit, the way you reacted to every little thing he did was wonderful and seriously messed with him. Every sound, twitch, contraction, pulse, even the way you fucking looked at him - it was impossible for him to find a steady tempo. He felt feral and nervous. He wanted to ravage you and bring you pleasure. He wanted to come. But could he even do all that?

Your hand moved fast, working to bring your own bliss. Buggy was enthralled and distraught. He wanted to do that, but he could hardly remember to breathe right now.

And then, you gave him the sweetest gift. A kindness that he didn’t understand at first. You begged for him to come on you. 

“Please, please, please, I want to watch you come on me. I need to feel it on my skin.”

So Buggy pulled out and fisted his slick length. This felt familiar, like a comforting hug. Any snide comments or anxious worries that you stopped him from fucking you were pushed away by the way you writhed underneath him. By the way your eyes darted between his dripping tip and blurred fist, up to his flushed and focused face. By your sinful praises, the way you begged, your decadent moans and groans as you chased a climax that arrived just as his own did.

He might have blacked out. Everything felt so good. Sounded so good. Maybe he died and went to heaven. Although heaven was sticky and damp. As his sweat soaked into the bed and then started to evaporate off his skin, Buggy moved closer to you. Closer to your warmth.

“Next time I wanna come in you.”

“It’s a deal, lover boy.”

Hopefully you didn’t notice how his soft dick tried to twitch when you laughed. What a wonderful sound.

Lover boy…maybe next time Buggy would try to make love to you. He wasn't sure how much it differed from sex, but he wanted to try. He wanted to love you.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

leona in club leadership

Me: I’m safe after the hitman that was Epel’s Birthday Jacket jumpscared me with the “Leona is a reliable senpai” talk Broomquet Leona: Broomquet Leona: *slowly raises the broom for a bonking*

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Alright, so. 🤡 We all know that Leona's the captain of the Magical Shift/Spelldrive Club at NRC (moving forward, I will refer to this as "Magift Club", since that's the shortest phrase). What's more is, we actually get quite a bit of information about how he goes around running the club and training its members (although the information is scattered across various vignettes, so it may be difficult to piece it all together if you don't know where to look or don't read certain vignettes). THIS IS THE GOOD STUFF THOUGH, THIS IS A GOLD MINE OF LuONA CHA EARCTERiXATION AND I'M GOINOG TO POP of DFF ABOUT IT

Firstly! In book 2 of the main story, Jack tells us that he was impressed by Leona's amazing play in a Magift game three years ago. This would later become a part of Jack's motivation to attend Night Raven College--so he could become a great athlete, and, perhaps, get to play against or alongside that player that he admired so much. Even when Jack learns that Leona is playing dirty to eliminated Diasomnia from the interdorm tournament, Jack exposes that he believes Leona is capable of securing a victory by playing fairly. Maybe you could call it a freshman's naive beliefs, but Jack knows that Leona is better than this. What book 2 shows us is that Leona is willing to resort to underhanded tactics to come out on top--but he's also very skilled in his own right, both physically and intellectually, and even at his lowest points, he has people who trust him to lead them: people like Jack. But where does this faith and respect come from???????? For that, we'll have to dive into additional materials.

In many vignettes, such as Ace's PE Uniform and Ruggie's Outdoor Wear, we hear from other characters that the Magift Club members train rigorously (usually to the point of exhaustion). Ruggie, a fellow Magift Club member, confesses to his inexperience; he never played Magift before coming to NRC and he's not a born athlete. He seriously considered quitting the club due to their physically demanding practice and training. However, Ruggie credits Leona for the vast improvement he has made, citing that Leona would give him all kinds of assignments to hone his skills. More importantly, doing all of these assignments also taught Ruggie how to endure and persist in the face of adversity. Ruggie could have just lied here and said the training was easy to quickly and artificially inflate the numbers of new recruits he pulls in to please Leona (some of the new recruits would end up dropping out anyway) BUT HE DOESN'T. This leads me to believe that Ruggie is being honest about what it takes to be in Magift Club and is genuinely praising Leona's guidance as a part of why it's beneficial to join. "Leona makes every session worthwhile [...] He makes all the calls during our games, but otherwise lets us do our thing. Which means we can work out our problem spots for ourselves. He's a great captain!"

Epel, the other main cast member in Magift Club, has not yet joined at the time of the flashback in Ruggie's Outdoor Wear vignette. Upon hearing Ruggie's praise of Leona, Epel gets the impression that Leona is an incredible person. Post-joining the club, this impression continues. In his Birthday Jacket vignettes, Epel describes Leona as someone who is quick-witted, fierce-looking, and has a cool personality. He really admires Leona and wants to be like him someday, making him the second first year that has these sort of sentiments. Epel tells stories similar to Ruggie, saying that Leona has helped him out a lot during club and is generally good at looking out for others. He specifically mentions that everyone counts on Leona for his leadership during games and provides individualized advice to help each team member improve (details which supports what Ruggie initially told the freshmen). People outside of Leona’s reign also comment on this, such as Ace in Endless Halloween Night. He remarks that the first thing Leona thought to do was untie Epel; this leads Ace to conclude that Leona, does, in fact, look out for people despite how he usually acts 🤡

Epel also says that he "knows" Leona would help him study if he were on the verge of failing a class. AND YOU KNOW WHAT??????????? Leona actually DOES tutor Ruggie (who initially descibes his grades as being "in the dumpster") and gives advice and materials to him. Now Ruggie's grades are average, but passing. In his Labwear vignettes, Leona doesn't formally teach Epel, but he does make a voice-changing potion to help Epel out (although his own ulterior motive was to avoid Rook, who was the one that originally helped Epel). When Epel and Grim then beg Leona to show them his technique, he refuses and seems annoyed at their requests. In other words, Leona doesn't seem eager to teach others unless it serves a purpose for himself.

Leons is oftentimes pushing others to perform well, and in a way that serves a dual purpose of helping the individual out but also ultimately benefitting him. For example, Leona helps sand Azul’s contracts because he wants to as terminate an agreement he has with Azul. Additionally, he plots in book 2 not only to help his dorm mates be noticed by Magift scouts, but also to prove his own worth as a leader. In yet another instance, Leona shows students outside of his club how to efficiently mine for magestone so they can fulfill their goal and earn a Vargas Badge. This clears them out of the cave so he can nap there. Leona is working smarter, not necessarily harder. Relating this to Magift Club... As Ruggie and Epel have told us, Leona runs his members ragged during practice. As a rich kid and royalty, he’s said to have a natural inclination for being demanding and ordering others around—but there’s always some kind of compensation or reward for following orders well. Ruggie gets many perks from doing Leona’s errands and chores for him, so he willingly follows Leona. For the Magift Club, the intense training causes those unable or unwilling to keep up to quit, leaving behind the go-getters, the tough, and the willful. Not only are these the types of people most likely to do well in actually playing the sport, but they’re also the types of people Leona himself is seeking with play with.

When your players are willing and able to train hard and by themselves (knowing what their strengths and weaknesses are, as well as how to improve), it encourages… independence. It means less work for the captain to do. It means having a group of people who are obedient and obey your every word. It means Leona can get away with napping during club practice. He's working them hard now so they can take care of themselves later and he has to do less. That seems to be the implication in some instances, as Riddle had noted before that, “it has been a while since [he has seen Leona] sincerely apply himself to his club activities.” (That's because Leona has already trained his team to be comfortable train on their own! This is demonstrated in the flashback of his Beastly Garb vignettes, when Leona instructs his club to do cooldown exercises "on their own while he heads off to nap.) And believe me, when he’s “applying himself”, his talent shines through (just as his intelligence does when he wants to employ it). As Epel and Ruggie say in Leona’s Halloween vignette (flashback), 5 people tried to get the disc away from Leona for 30 minutes and still weren’t successful while Leona barely broke a sweat. Part of the reason why Leona is able to afford bossing his team members around is because he can walk the walk. His own abilities, then, also serve as a point of motivation for the rest of the team. They want to be able to perform on the same level as him, want the honor to play with someone like that. We see one prominent example of this in his Dorm Uniform vignettes. In them, Jack is being bullied by Savanaclaw (senpai) mobs because they're annoyed with his athletic abilities and righteous attitude. These mobs also accurse Leona of being unworthy to lead them because "all [he does] is slack off during practice". They quickly learn the true magnitude of Leona's strength when he defends Jack from 30 mobs at once, not only demonstrating that he is fit for the title of captain, but also someone that has earned Jack's respect.

Though the Dorm Uniform vignettes ultimately frame Leona as siding with Jack, there is a lot of strategic thinking and wisdom in the advice he imparts to both parties involved in the quarrel. He argues in favor of the mobs "skirting the rules", which falls in line with his willingness to disregard morality so long as he achieves an end goal (see: his actions against Azul in book 3, and his actions in book 2 against Malleus). In this case, Jack preaching about playing by the rules is getting in the way of their goals (which will resurface in book 2). That's why he gets put in time-out to "think about his actions", and how he sees the world as black and white, evil and good. To Leona, it's not cheating, it's just playing smart and within the rules specifically specified (the mobs still acted within the boundaries set by rules) or what isn't specifically outlawed (they can't lose to Malleus if he can't play to begin with) to get what he wants. To this point, Leona also sees no shame in strategic retreats and surrenders. This is illustrated by him willingly turning himself into STYX when they approach, and passing on temporary leadership to Ruggie while he's gone. Again, he's just working with what he has in the systems that are presented to him, and he expects everyone else to be able to play the same game. While Leona tells Jack off, it's also true that Leona does have some code of honor as it relates to his own interests; he tells the mobs they're acting embarrassing by "punching down" and being jealous of a freshman. This doesn't come from a place of concern for Jack, or from worry about their attitude, but primarily from irritation that he has to clean up after their behavior. As we see in book 2, Leona himself has no issue with playing Magift against freshmen who are new to the sport (Ace, Deuce, etc.) when they've come unannounced into his dormitory. It's Jack who has to intervene there and call Leona out for picking on the small fry. Even Leona warning the mobs for using magic outside of Magift is a ploy to serve his own agenda. It's against school rules to use magic unless instructed; Leona is, therefore, against his students wailing on Jack using magic instead of fists because it could attract undue attention from staff (and thus cause issues for him, as their dorm leader). This is also why Leona wants to take on the Heartslabyul detective group in a game of Magift instead of just fighting them then and there; it's to avoid causing such a ruckus right before the big interdorm tournament. Leona has a problem with people challenging his authority and making unnecessary trouble for him to fix. When it serves his interests, he'll turn, and/or he won't side completely with one party. He can easily see the pros and the cons of both sides. If Jack is black and white, then Leona is all grey.

This is another notable quality of Leona's: he can identify and understand people's strengths and weaknesses, sometimes even better than they do themselves. His own club members can attest to how Leona gives them specific advice to improve their skills. In fact, we get to see one instance of it in Leona's Beastly Garb vignettes. Epel asks Leona for advice on how to better control the disc, since he's been missing passes and dropping them a lot. Leona responds by telling him not to worry about it and then walking off. A lot of people might look at this and say "he's just being lazy and shirking his work again". But later in the vignette, Leona explains his rationale: Epel's strength is his speed. When he's handling a disc as he's flying, that significantly cuts down on that speed and hinders his overall performance. If Epel tries to get better at all these things at once, he'll neglect his actual strength and not be useful to the team. Leona reasons that since making objects float is a fundamental skill for a mage, Epel will naturally practice it more and improve with time, so in the meantime he should dedicate his time in club to what he's already got as an asset.

This discerning eye is not just limited to club members, either. Leona has shown that, time and time again, he can key in on people. It was Leona who recognized Ace's craftiness and how Ace planned to use Leona's presence to his own advantage in Endless Halloween Night. Leona doesn't worry about the potential harm a wayward disc could have caused Riddle because he knows Riddle could easily deflect it with his own magic (in Ace's PE vignette). He alone noticed that Jamil's eyes "always glare" and senses his malicious intent against Kalim (in Jamil's School Uniform vignette). This is WAY before the events of book 4 ever came out too. Then, in book 6, Leona points out that Ruggie knows how keep to the strongest people to make up for his own deficits, how Jack knows how to adhere to a hierarchy, and how even Kalim has strengths in how amicable he is, and the wealth he was born into. He knows when people aren't meeting their full potential too, telling Jamil that he keeps making excuses instead of actually acting.

What makes the whole conversation Leona has with Jamil so great is that a lot of what is said is relatable for the two of them. Leona, too, knows what it's like to be in a situation where others shun his talents in favor of another. That's why he's able to speak so pointedly on the matter. It's that connection that helps to move Jamil and motivate him to finally act on his own to fulfill a support role for Leona that he needs later on. There's a parallel here with how Leona acted in book 2; he tried and tried and tried, and when he failed, he sat down and gave it all up, blaming his team mates and claiming he played along with their game. Leona was a quitter before. But now he's seeing that same behavior in others and he's calling it out, bluntly posing the question of if they're going to continue to wallow or if they're going to pick themselves up and move forward. It's the same lesson that HE had to learn for himself. If you consider that his Dorm Uniform vignettes play out prior to book 2, it becomes even more fitting for his growth since he tells Jack back then: "[...] guys who own up to their mistakes are all right in my book. Keep at it and model that behavior for the rest of Savanaclaw." This is Leona owning up to his own mistakes. He never openly and formally apologizes what his wrongdoings or promised to "be better" (then again, some OB boys just don't), but he's making up for his past behavior by imparting the wisdom he learned with his peers, whether subconsciously (like, out of guilt) or consciously.

This all goes hand-in-hand with the high standards Leona has set for Magift Club. Cater asks him for the details of his club's training (in Leona's Broomquet), to which the birthday boy responds with a story about how a team member didn't have enough stamina for a game, so instead of training them to pass the disc, he purposefully chucked the disc as far as it would go. It's to demonstrate to the club member that was lacking in stamina that this is the distance they need to be able to go, and this is their current disparity. It comes off as perhaps too harsh (and certainly a means to quit the club), but as Leona puts it, he doesn't want nor need cowards with him. His team should be full of people who get frustrated when they cannot meet their goals and will actively think about how to be better, then come back and try again and again. Think of it like how Mulan found smarter ways to tackle the challenges put forth by the army, rather than training the conventional way. That's what Leona expects of his club members, and it's the same mentality that drives himself. Tackling the same problem using creative solutions--it's like a game of chess. qbkhldyuFVYOwovyifS ;fslh ihof Aana dnAn thEN MCaER T SAYS smsethbha TH LIKE "waaaah~ Leona-kun is such a cool leader~" AFSHYJASVYOIFADOS AND THANE THAT FUCKE R LONA ' JUST G oeaS "this is to be expected of every leader, it's the basics" UNM???????? ??? ??? ???? ? BITCH EXCUSE YOU???? ???? ??? ? ? ? ? ? 😭 IW ANS'T EXPEC TING TO BE FUCXKIGFN A ATTACKED LKIKE THIS, CA T MAN

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[scentedstrangercreation]

An Indecent Proposal

Absolutely self-indulgent fluff. Fake proposal trope 🤡

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The wrench slipped from Garrus’ hand, bouncing off the thanix’s compressors and sliding beneath the cannon.

“Dammit.”

He crouched down and sprawled onto his back to slide under the battery. The opening was too narrow for his carapace, so he could only lean against it and stretch out his arm. His talons just barely grazed the tip of the wrench, spinning it hopelessly in place. Garrus sighed, tapping his head against the cannon’s base. His omnitool pinged on the opposite arm. He turned his head and watched the red light blink in its slow, deliberate rhythm. There was no point in checking who it was from. He’d only just spoken to his father yesterday, and the message had been clear: It’s time to stop playing mercenary and come home. There was a position ready for him on Palaven, a good service role. One that would make his family proud. The past few years would be forgotten—the Normandy, his time on Omega, Cerberus. Even the battle at the Citadel was becoming a distant memory everyone wanted buried. The bottom line was that the council wanted to move on—and Shepard was becoming a liability. The light pulsed again. He wasn’t sure why he bothered putting off his response. Turians didn’t make requests. Garrus was being given an order—an opportunity—and there was only one answer. Yes, sir. The door to the battery hissed open. “Garrus?” Shepard entered the room and the door shut behind her. He tried to sit up, forgetting his arm was still jammed beneath the Thanix, and slammed into the steaming pipes, “Spirits,” he grunted, extracting his arm. “Sleeping on the job?” Shepard crouched down beside him. “We didn’t all get a palatial suite.” He squinted up into the light as Shepard came into focus above him. “How’s the face holding up?” she gestured around her jaw. Garrus sat up, touching the bandages around his face. “Don’t worry. I’ll still be pretty.” “Thank god.” She offered her hand and he pulled himself up, “Wouldn't want you scaring the children.” He should have laughed, said something quippy back, but he was out of practice. Instead, he just stared at her for a minute in silence. He still wasn’t used to it—to her. Shepard was here. She was alive. He didn’t like thinking about it too much. Part of him was worried that if he wasn’t careful, he might wake up. Garrus shook the thought from his mind and cleared his throat, “What do you need?” Shepard held up a data pad, “Just wanted to go over—” Garrus’ omnitool pinged three times in quick succession. “You need to take that?” “At some point.” he dismissed the messages without looking. She looked at him curiously, but didn’t say anything. “It’s—nothing. Just…” he’d have to tell her eventually. He just wasn’t sure when…or how. She tapped the data pad against her leg and tilted her head slightly. He could tell she wanted to say more. But at Miranda's request, she had been practicing her…restraint. He smiled. It was like she had to physically restrain each word before they bullied their way out of her mouth. “Actually, we can do this later.” She gestured with the pad, “Want a drink?” He waved her off, “I should probably get back to—” “If you say calibrations, I’ll vent the battery.” “Well, I won’t say it then.” “Come on, don’t make me beg.” She turned around and started walking as if he’d already agreed, “have a drink with me.” “It’s actually been more threatening than begging.” “Oh, good. Then you’ll take it seriously.”

Shepard’s cabin was garishly large. He knew she agreed. The fish tank held nothing but water and the entire back half of the room was left untouched. He suspected she didn’t even use the bed, with its corners pulled taut and undisturbed. The contrast against the couch was almost cartoonish. It was clearly a hive of activity, dwarfed beneath a mountain of clutter. There were signs of small, abandoned projects strewn about: stacks of tablets, an omnitool’s motherboard exposed and connected to a desktop by frayed wires, her sniper disassembled and half-polished. His gaze continued about the room before settling on Shepard, rustling around in a small cabinet. "Look what I’ve got.” She retreated from the cabinet, two glasses and a bottle of something dark in her hands. She tossed it to Garrus. He caught the bottle, twisting it in his hand to see the label and released a low whistle. “Guess working with Cerberus has its perks.” He joked, flaring his mandibles and holding the bottle out to her. “Guess so,” she took it back and filled up a glass, passing it over before filling her own. “To the perks,” she said, gently knocking her glass against his. Not hard enough to spill it, but enough to make a sound. A ‘cheers’ she’d called it before. It always surprised Garus how many casual little rituals humans had. They enjoyed the first sip in silence. She released a groan and sank back into the couch, “Don’t tell Chakwas, but this is so much better than brandy.” “Your secret’s safe with me,” he walked over to the empty tank. Even without fish, it was relaxing to watch the light move through the water. He almost forgot what he’d been trying to ignore when his wrist pinged again. He could feel her watching him. Now or never. “My father reached out yesterday.” She made a noncommittal sound behind another mouthful of wine. “There’s, uh…” he struggled to find the phrasing, “He asked me to come home.” “Is everything okay?” she asked. “Yeah, everything’s fine.” He cleared his throat, “He just thinks…it’s time.” He knew he sounded foolish. He wasn’t sure how to explain it to a human. There was so much context she couldn’t understand. He watched her reflection. Her expression was carefully neutral. She seemed relaxed, but her eyes had a slightly unfocused, calculating bearing. “Is that what you want?” She asked like there was an easy answer, missing all of the complexities that seemed so obvious to him. “My father—,” he turned to face her. “I don’t care about your father.” He laughed, “You two have something in common.” “You know what I mean,” she rebuffed his joke. “What do you want?” “It’s…complicated. It’s not about what I want.” “Why not?” “Because...Turians—,” He paced a few steps away, releasing a frustrated sigh and rubbing his head. He wasn’t going to explain the intricacies of Turian culture to her. He wasn’t sure he even could. “Garrus, this isn’t some teenage rebellion.” He didn’t understand the phrase but he let it go. “This is for the galaxy. Your people should be rallying behind you.” “The way your’s have rallied behind you? Shepard, we're working for a literal terrorist organization.” “With” she corrected, “...But your point isn’t entirely lost.” He could see she wanted to argue more, but had decided on a more tactical route. “So what’s the situation exactly? You go home or you’re what? Banished?” He laughed a little, “Not with quite so much flair.” It was hard to put words to norms he’d always just accepted, “I don’t know how to explain it. To put yourself before the family, before the colony, is…You just don’t.” “This is the opposite of putting yourself first.” He wished he could say that was true. That if it weren’t for her, he’d still be out here fighting the good fight—but he knew better. Sure, he believed in what they were doing, but he was here for her. And they both knew it. “This isn’t Blasto 6, Shepard. I can’t just ask the Turian Hierarchy to just ‘go with it.’ Even you know how crazy it all sounds: ancient machines culling the galaxy?” He paused but she didn’t counter. “As far as they’re concerned, humans have been the biggest threat to the galaxy since the Geth.” “How flattering.” She gulped down the rest of her wine. “And then, after the Citadel, after…you—you know…” he stumbled over his words, refusing to make eye contact. “Well, they gave me time to grieve, and now it’s time to get back to reality.” “Glossing over the fact that this,” she set her glass down and tapped on the table, “is reality. So, what? You don’t go home and it ruffles a few feathers?” He ignored the turn of phrase.

“It’s more than that. We’re a collective, going against the Hierarchy is…egomaniacal. It goes against everything my people stand for.” She still didn't seem convinced.

“It’s not even really about me.” He sighed, “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but I’m...not exactly a model Turian.” 

She raised her brows and tilted her head. He could tell she was fighting a small mirk, but she didn’t say anything. 

“I was a lost cause long before teaming up with the illustrious Commander Shepard—but my family?” Her brows furrowed and he tried to think of an example, “Say a Turian is demoted. It’s not really his fault. The disgrace lies with whoever promoted him in the first place. It’s the same principle in a family. They’re responsible for my actions as much as I’m responsible for theirs.” He thought he spied some semblance of understanding, “and since I’m not married, that means my father and sister would be—,” “Wait,” she held up her hand, “what does marriage have to do with it?” “It’s—,” He exhaled, annoyed by the tangent he’d introduced to the conversation. Shepard’s eyes flickered with a teasing curiosity, and for the umpteenth time since they’d met, he was grateful Turian’s didn’t blush. He rushed through the explanation. “Every Turian is completely tied to their family from birth. Your name, your reputation, your accomplishments and your failures. Everything is shared. That doesn’t change until you’re married. Then it sort of…” he searched for the right word, “transfers to your spouse?” He watched her carefully, trying to gauge her understanding. “Then, when you have kids, they’re tied to you and your partner until they marry—and so on.” 

He caught a flicker in her expression and stopped, “What?” “So you’re saying you’re twenty-seven years old, you’ve no money and no prospects. You’re already a burden to your parents and you’re frightened.” her words sounded strange. It took him a minute to realize she was using a different accent. He wasn’t sure what purpose it served, but he figured she was making a joke he didn't understand. “I guess?” He shrugged. She dropped it. “So if you were married—,” “It was a bad example.”  “No, no, listen. If you were married and your spouse—hypothetically—requested that you fight, I don’t know, the Reapers, you’d have to listen?” “Have you taken a psych eval lately?” She ignored him, “Then, even if the Turian Hierarchy comes knocking, it’s just about you and your partner? No kids, no dad, no sister to worry about.” “How romantic.” “Is that really how it would work?” She pressed. “You’re glossing over a lot of nuance and context—but on a basic level…yes? I guess.” He crossed his arms. How had the conversation gone so off-course? “Regardless, I still need to—” he stopped, “is something wrong with your leg?” Shepard was crouched down onto her knee. “What? No. This is how humans do it.” “Do what?” “Propose.” She said it so matter of factly he almost felt absurd for asking. “Shepard—” “Garrus—” “Shepard, don’t—” “You can just call me Jane now.” “Stop.” He pulled her up, doing his best to ignore the uncomfortable fluttering in his stomach. She wore a calm, level expression that frustrated and excited him. “I’m not joking.” Her eyes left his and began to drift across the room as she seemed to consider her words. “Listen. I…need you.” She let the words hang for a minute, as if testing the waters. Her eyes finally settled on a point just over his shoulder, mercifully avoiding his gaze. “We’ve been in this together since the beginning. I trust you and I can’t imagine doing…any of this without you.” She finally turned her eyes to his. Her expression serious. “You're my best friend, and if I’m going into hell, I want you at my back—If you’ll have me.” She added.

“Now you’re begging.” She grinned but continued to push, “I’m serious. Nothing has to change between us. You just get a Turian hall pass to come save the galaxy with me.” It wasn’t that simple, but there was something there. “I feel like this conversation has gone from zero to 100.” He rubbed a hand over his face. He felt like he was watching himself, standing dumbly in front of her.  “Time’s kind of a luxury these days,” she shrugged. “Shepard, I don’t—this is crazy.” He shook his head. She stepped towards him and took his hand, “Garrus Vakarian, will you marry me?” He sighed and she laughed. He was confused, flattered—a little annoyed—and something else he couldn’t quite put his talon on. “I’m not taking your name.” He said, finally. She laughed again, and this time he smiled.

[youraveragebtsstan]

My Buddie Babies: Let's Talk (Post 9-1-1 S7E5 Commentary)💕

First of all, Hi Girlies! How are we doing on this fabulous, fabulous day? After all, another day where BiBuck is canon is another day in paradise. Am I right? Of course, I am! 🥰🥰🥰

In all seriousness, I just wanted to reflect and comment on a few things I noticed on Tumblr after S7E5 aired. A few fellow Buddie Stans were a little iffy on this week's episode for a few reasons, but I wanted to touch on a couple. And I know no one really cares about my opinion, but as someone who's been ABSOLUTELY CHOMPING AT THE BIT for Buddie since Eddie joined the 118, I feel like this is warranted.

First things first: Marisol...

Now hear me out, I know Eddie's past relationships haven't been the best. (Hell, some might even say not entertaining)- but I really feel this season is more focused on Eddie's growth than the actual relationship between Marisol and Eddie itself. Does that make sense?

Like, as someone who loves to write, I see Marisol as a plot device- she's here to push Eddie in the right direction. (Now if that happens to be into Bucks arms, I sure won't be complaining.) But even if it doesn't, that's fine too. To me, it's clear Eddie's relationships have failed for a reason- and that reason being Eddie. This whole nun thing with Marisol, though funny as hell to me, was a realization for Eddie that he moves way too fucking fast. I mean, he asked her to move in, then wanted to shack up at Buck's place for a couple days to avoid seeing her at home! His conversation with Bobby proved that when he said it himself. He rushed things with Shannon, he rushed things with Anna and now he's doing the same thing with Marisol. Eddie needs time to get his shit together first, then we can make Buddie canon.

Now on to my second point: Buddie.

I know some people are disappointed Eddie hasn't expressed feelings for Buck yet, but I'm kind of happy he hasn't. I would HATE it if Eddie and Buck got into a relationship, only for Eddie to unintentionally rush things. We already know Buck has abandonment issues and I would be so floored if Eddie realizes he's moving too fast only to pull away. Our boys are precious and deserve the world- but only in due time...

Let's face it, Eddie and Buck are rather impulsive and with their job it makes sense- they have to be reactionary, quick thinking; but when it comes to this relationship shit, it hasn't benefited them in the slightest. The boys need time to figure things out.

Though I'd love to see it, we don't NEED Buddie this season. BuckTommy fulfills my 'Happy Buck' quota and any day Eddie is on screen is a good day indeed.

We've survived 6 seasons of the Great FOX Queerbait Slow Burn- so one more won't kill us. After all, 9-1-1 was just renewed for season 8! So, with Tim Minear as the show runner, I'm hopeful.

...So that's it. That's all the food for thought I've got for today. I just had to get that off my chest.

See you next time queers! Tootaloo 🤡

[theforgottenmcrmy]

live reactions to house of the dragon season 2, episode 5

as always, these are just my opinions🖤

(spoilers below the cut)

Oof, even the recap of the battle still hurts🥲

I have subtitles on, and I just love how the intro says “(epic theme playing)”

Lord Cregan and Lady Jeyne spotted in the tapestry?👀

Corlys pleaseee, I’ve tried to be strong for a whole week. Don’t do this to me.😭

I’m so conflicted with the fact that he might have stepped out on Rhaenys at some point, because it’s so evident that he loved her greatly.

Rhaenyra🥲

Such a dumb PR move by the Greens. Thats all I’ll say.

You can literally HEAR one of the small folk ask, “they killed a dragon?👀”

Rhaenyra WILL answer this 🔥

Meleys, you deserved so much more💔

And just WHAT do they think they will do with Rhaenys’s body?!?!?! (If that’s what’s in that cart)

The irony of Alicent’s favorite child now becoming something she can no longer control…

Oh shit, wait- is that…. Surely it’s not-

You’re seriously trying to tell me there was NO other way to get Aegon back into the castle?!?! Seriously? If you insisted parading Meleys’s head around for the small folk, you at least could have brought Aegon into the keep by a back gate or SOMETHING.

And now that I’m thinking about it, what the hell did Aemond say when he returned back without Aegon? What did he tell Alicent?

Wowwwwwww. I knew Aemond was cold, but I guess I didn’t realize HOW cold he’d become. Imagine dracarys’ing your brother, then coming back to gloat over his burned body and announcing the obvious that someone will have to rule in his stead,

They seriously just LEFT Sunfyre there?!?!?! And what the hell does Cole mean? Is he dead?😭

“Our largest dragon has been killed” yes BUT so was Rhaenys?!

GAG HIM, MY QUEEN🖤

Seriously though, all these men talk a big game about battles that haven’t truly occurred in DECADES.

I’m really hoping the swap the sacking of King’s Landing for Rook’s Rest. Quite frankly I don’t think I can take another emotional blow this season.

I love Jace and Baela’s dynamic so much.

Real talk though, would the Brackens or anyone else for that matter even be able to hear Daemon over Caraxes and the horses?😂

Mmmmm, Fried Bracken.

“I did not think they would be so eager to die.”💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀 Please, why is Daemon so unintentionally hilarious this season.

Not Daemon of all people making a decent attempt at ceasing a centuries long feud-

The Vale 💙 🕊️

Yep, Lady Jeyne is Rhaenyra’s kin alright.

Mysaria is right on point. And I’m loving seeing Rhaenyra putting her trust in others again🙌🏻

Go Elinda go go go

Why do I feel like whatever is going to happen with Corlys will not go well…

Oh Lordy, Alys is feeling creative tonight isn’t she…

My favorite WHAT?!?!?! 🤮🤮🤮

I wouldn’t be hungry either, the FUCK

“His family’s wealth” I’m sorry Ser Simon STRONG, is that not your family too?

I love their banter, that’s the hell😂

“The obvious choice is immediate successor, Aemond.” OH, so Aemond IS his heir? Almost exactly like I said on a tik tok i’d made, only for some people to argue with me that the Greens would have Jaehaera inherit before him? (Even though doing so would be hypocritical to their entire cause)

Ser Crispy, you can kiss any chance with Alicent you ever had goodbye 👋🏻

Aemond doesn’t miss a beat, immediately hopping to business. I’m weak as hell.

Alicent’s having a panic attack rn, isn’t she?

The dog😭💔

“What he has somehow become” girl be so fr. As if YOUR lack of investment and attention to him, and your willingness to ignore Aegon’s awful treatment of him for years (that you damn well knew plenty about) played absolutely NO roll in Aemond becoming what he is…

Cole’s been sipping some of Alicent’s delulu tea. He REALLY thought he was sparing her by stabbing her in the back to support Aemond as regent instead.🤡🤡🤡

What’s with the Frey’s and them ALWAYS EATING whenever they’re conducting business?

It’s realllllly fucking crazy to think that (show) Jace is bargaining away his OWN INHERITANCE and he doesn’t even know it like🫥🫥🫥

Even crazier for the Freys to think they were just going to be given Harrenhal without declaring for Rhaenyra.

If Daemon knows she’s a witch, why is he so keen to play buddy buddy with Alys literally every damn chance he gets? Sus.

Ugh, I hope Daemon has a moment of clarity. This change from FOB is NOT it.

I’m confused, I could’ve sworn Corlys was already named Hand.

Baela🖤🖤🖤 The icon, the legend. We love you.

“I am blood and fire. Driftmark must pass to salt and sea.” GODS could you be any more bad ass like-

Rhaenyra using See Alfred’s own subconscious opinion of her and her abilities against him in order to get him to do what she wants😂 you sure you aren’t a direct descent of Margaery Tyrell, ma’am?

Ser Simon’s probably thinking “would you like to regain control of this situation at any point, or…?”

Nice touch to have Rhaenyra with a lady (who is not the usual tone) who’s tugging a bit too much at her hair, since Elinda is busy off in King’s Landing.

Helaena KNOWS

Alicent sitting at Aegon’s beside, as she once did for Viserys…

Not the “mummy”😭💔💔💔

“Will you fly before Vhaegar as Luke did?” Ma’am, that was TOO COLD💀😭

So is Sunfyre really gone then?😭 What the hell, these changes are starting to irk me.

Did not miss that Rhaena had an off-screen attempt to claim a dragon.

If only Sam from GOT had a dragon😂

Dragonseeds, here we go…

Glad to see they didn’t cut the mob scene with Helaena and Alicent from the trailer, but I’m curious to see the context of it now since it wasn’t during Jaehaerys’s funeral.

VERMITHOR🖤🖤🖤🔥🔥🔥

[cebwrites]

grief and how (not) to process it

a/n: yeah i don't know what else to say other that my naruto era is making a resurgence 🤡

oc | gen word count: 1.3k

So, no one takes Jiraiya's passing well - Naruto's as he is in the series, Takashi isn't much better than Naruto but alot more emotional, Tsunade's just barely on the cusp of falling back into destructive habits if not for the fact that she's Hokage, Hyou's just trying to keep everything together as always, and Tae's currently in denial of his grief entirely, claiming that there's nothing TO grieve for a man he never knew. They're all miserable.

On top of his denial, Tae's also pushing people away and lashing out - nothing explosive, just small bursts he immediately regrets and makes himself spiral worse. Everyone else mentioned above has at least some support network to fall back on but Tae isolates himself and avoids anyone trying to reach out. It gets to where Shizune really wants to get through to him because no one else could up to that point, but when she gently reaches for his arm he yanks it away and tells her to just let it go.

Eventually Naruto pulls himself into a decent enough state to hand something over. They look at each other from a small distance away and they both look awful. Tae asks what it is, Naruto says he doesn't know but Jiraiya wanted him to have it in case anything like this happened. Tae asks what about his brother and Naruto says he doesn't know again but angrier, they part ways.

It turns out to be some kind of puzzle but Tae's in no state to decode it. He fiddles around with it for a few days, ignores it, then eventually throws it in the lake before he immediately jumps in to find the damn thing. He comes home soaking wet with it in a death grip. Parallels a scene when he was younger coming home from the rain after ditching a ceremony where Jiraiya was supposed to be given some sort of award.

When he does finally crack the code, it opens up to reveal coordinates. Tae requests time off to see it through and Tsunade grants it without a second thought, but Genma's out on a mission at the time.

Kotetsu and Izumo cut in and say that they'll go with him as he turns to leave, they all but beg Tsunade not to let him go alone - she agrees to these terms too and they're an official 3-man team for this temporary expedition. If Tae's disappointed or relieved it doesn't show, his face hasn't moved from the blank slate it's been since they were given the news that Jiraiya was killed.

The trip there is tense and quiet aside from the boyfriends trying their best to lighten the atmosphere to no avail, it's thankfully short. When they get there Tae recognizes it from one of the few positive memories he had of his father; it was very infrequent, but Jiraiya used to take him and his siblings to this waterfall in the summer.

What they're actually here for is behind the waterfall, a cave hidden by complex seals only two or more people could've undone. Kotetsu and Izumo stay near the entrance out of courtesy but they can see quite a bit inside.

It was almost like makeshift living quarters in there, only that everything was caked in dust and hadn't looked like there was a living visitor in years. Probably somewhere Jiraiya could hunker down and stew in his ideas for a while. Tae finds old manuscripts for his father's novels, notes for his travels, even plans for tracking Orochimaru's whereabouts to bring him home. This place was OLD old, then.

Just as he's about to leave, Tae spots something under the mess of papers and decades old empty sake bottles. He undoes the seal on the floor and a compartment reveals itself with a medium sized wooden box inside. In it, are two scrolls labelled "brats", and "mine".

Tae goes for the second one first, finding more of Jiraiya's unfinished drafts and cheesy writing - seriously, he doesn't know what appeal Kakashi sees in those books - but he also finds pictures of his father's youth, old photos of Minato and Kushina, of the Sanin Jiraiya couldn't quite bring himself to throw out even after all this time. It's all, predictably, very personal. Taeru puts everything back.

In the first, he finds yet more drafts - they're strewn in-between what seemed to be letters never sent and pages torn out of a notebook. The scene changes to Minato peering over his sensei's shoulder, jittery and giddy because he's just received news that he's going to have a baby. Jiraiya's almost as disbelieving as Minato is. The more Tae reads, the more scenes from the past we, the audience, get to see.

Kaoru didn't plan to have any more kids after Hyou but much like her first kid that's just how things shook out, Jiraiya was nervous but ready to dedicate himself to being a parent, he started planning to write a children's book for his nin on the way (and gets laughed at but it doesn't deter him), discarded manuscripts for this were among the contents in the first scroll. It sounded like Jiraiya really was excited for all of this.

After Kaoru's passing when the twins were just a few weeks old, the notes became scarce and haphazard. What few excerpts were chicken scrawl. Jiraiya was obviously in pain.

Tae read through his father's regrets, his fears, his conflict between staying with him and Takashi and potentially bringing more danger to their door or distancing himself to lessen the likelihood of another attack. The latter was what he picked but reading his father's thoughts at the time shifted his view on things a bit.

Finally, Tae got to the last untouched thing from the first scroll. A book with poorly drawn cartoon characters on the first page. It started out as a children's book, talking about how his father wanted to dedicate this to his unborn child, but eventually turned into Jiraiya apologizing for his missteps if the boys ever found this; regretting not holding them so much closer to heart and being too much of a coward to tell them how he actually felt. He couldn't bring himself to do it in person, but the least he could do was put down his feelings here.

Kotetsu and Izumo ran in at the sound of Tae's wail, finding him doubled over in front of that book and clinging to a picture of Jiraiya holding his newborn boys. Tetsu and Zumo stayed with him as Tae cried it out, rubbed his back while he screamed it raw and helped pack up when night fell and they needed to head back.

Tae was too exhausted to move but Kotetsu carried him on his back without complaint, Izumo guarded that wooden box and its contents like it held secrets to shake the five nations.

A few days later when Kotetsu and Izumo come to check up on him again, Tae's a lot more level headed and closer to what they're sure is "normal" for him; still flat faced and understandably upset, but no traces of that scary "autopilot" look he had the whole time. Tae invites them in and apologizes for his behavior properly with tea and cut fruit, the chunin tease him for being so formal, they're friends, aren't they?

Kotetsu does admit, however, that it was a little nice in a way since Tae hadn't needed their help that much since they were all the same rank. And even though he wished it could've been found through better circumstances, how he missed that. They both then resolve to be reliable friends that Tae could lean on more often again.

Tae takes a second to stare at his friends, then hugs them before either can get too skittish and change their minds or the subject. They're too busy fussing over the sudden gesture to comment about the smile Tae hides in their shoulders, along with more tear stains.

[tunaafishyy]

Genshin 3.6 Livestream — quick notes

Uh oh… purple and white…

I’m kind of focused on other lore shennanigans right now so I don’t have much to say on the livestream (for once), but here’s a few random thoughts for funsies.

Pari

Oh hey, Sorush looks like the door at the sanctuary… kind of…

Pari seem similar to a Seelie… like how the sanctuary door seems similar to the dragonspine domain’s floor diagram…. I wonder if Pari, Seelie, and Devs (abyss monsters) will turn out to be 3 variations of the same source.

Devs/Abyss Monsters: festered dream (chaotic jnana energy… the “unseelie”)

Seelie: grounded dream (cast out of heaven, trapped on earth. Regular transient dream energy)

Pari: ascended dream (maximized Jnana energy)

Anyways, that’s really it on that topic for now. Wiki Links I haven’t really looked into yet but seem related:

Peri — Sorush — Perispirit (the last one is unlikely, but since we don’t know much about Pari/Sorush’s purpose yet… and I’ve apparently had the tab open on my phone on Perispirits since Oct 2021… dropping the link in case maybe it finally matters 😅)

Abyss

The portal is a triangle in a circle at first… familiar much? Yes, yes it is. (Think darshan logos and iron coins)

Red + Blue = Purple… yay color coordinated triangle

More seriously (but only a little), the stars in the portal look closer to the starry pattern seen when walking on the eternal oasis water than anywhere else… imo.

Speaking of portals… is the dendro energy holding the portal shut? Hm…

Apep

I’m not going to go over the helix and spiral moves because I think we all get the point that spirals and helixes matter.

Instead…

LOOK AT THE SHADOWS ON THE WALL

Is Apep in the wall? In the ball? Does Apep exist at all? … 🤡

LOOK AT APEP DISSOLVING MATERIAL FOR SUSTENANCE

This part could actually be more important than it seems because it isn’t sucking the life out of the plant like the withering would. Instead, itseems to be dissolving the plant for the material it is made out of… which per theory of forms, is elemental energy… which makes sense for an elemental dragon originating from the pre-ordered elements era…

Ok yeah that’s all I got right now… thanks for reading!

[libra-stellium]

TW: body image issues, weight

Saturn went direct in my 1H and the saturn return said “And we’re back this is news tonight on channel 7 and we’re talking and spiraling about body image issues that you haven’t thought about in the last 4.5 months”

This started last night for me while I was sorting through clothes. I’ve finally found the energy to go through all my clothes I’ve been hoarding for the last 10 years and make bags to donate. Las night I was going through clothes from 2013/14 so my freshmen year of college and it makes me so sad to see how small the clothes were!!! Not in a I’m sad I’m not that size anymore way but in a I can’t believe this version of me was constantly fat shamed by my family!!

Most of the clothes were Small and medium and from the 2010s when the sizing was way smaller than what a small and medium are today and I was walking around feeling like I belonged on my 600lb life. Baffles my mind! I used to suck in my stomach so much I would be in bed relaxing and I would suck it in 💀 and I heard my mother’s voice every time!

To quickly explain my mother I remember my 8th birthday party she put on these floral leggings that stopped right below her knee and they were kind of tight at the waist but she wore a big white flowy linen shirt so you couldn’t tell and then spent the night bragging about how she can fit into my pants when I was 3 years old and I can’t anymore 🙃

I’m pretty sure this is where my clothing hoarding came from bc whenever things don’t fit anymore I just hide it like it goes into a suitcase or on a hanger in the back of the closet or in a drawer I never open because no way am I going to give these clothes to anyone in my family that’s smaller than me bc that’s what they say when they get a hold of them!

I’m literally 28 years old and my 61 year old aunt somehow still had one of my shirts from when I was 15?? And she put it on and is like can you believe it fits me??? It didn’t fit her….that’s the delusion I deal with in my family bc the shirt is the type that was very loose and see through but it had a cami attached on the inside and it’s my shirt so I know how it’s supposed to look and how it used to fit me. My aunt was standing in front of me with the shirt tight and almost crop top length with another cami she added underneath telling me look your high school shirt fits me! 🤡

And I know they have their own body image issues honestly probably worst than mine but I get so upset when they talk to me like they pity me for being fat 😒 and their go to reason for why they are constantly body shaming me is bc they care soooo much about my health and don’t want me to get sick and here I am…..fat with no fat related health issues…and the look on my aunt’s face when I told her that my blood work came back normal it’s like she didn’t believe me 💀💀

But my issue is that things like eating healthy and working out are associated with them treating me like shit so how do I get over that?? Whenever I do any of it I do it in hiding bc whenever they find out it’s like “oh FINALLY you’re taking your health seriously to lose the weight!!” And immediately I’m turned off and I never do it again bc why tf would I do something to make YOU happy and validated in your fat shaming ?? You know what I mean?? 😩

For example I got a walking pad to put under my desk bc I work from home every day and I used to commute to work and school before 2020 and I was on the train and the bus every day so I wanted to have it to add some movement to my day but not to lose weight just to move. I literally would hide it in my closet whenever my mom or aunt would come over and it worked for months and one day I forgot and they saw it and immediately it was like “oh my god!! You’ve been working out to lose the weight I’m so proud of you!! I can see that it is working!!”……….I was literally the same exact weight…and I didn’t get back on the walking pad for monthsssssss and I’m using it now for 10 min in the morning but I haven’t been able to get myself to walk on it during the work day again bc I can’t stop thinking about the fact that they would be happy with this choice 🤮🤮🤮

Same with food like I eat regular food so meat rice beans veggies soups pasta sandwiches idk I don’t have allergies and I’m not a picky eater but whenever I would eat something “healthy” like a salad around them it’s like “oh wow you’re finally dieting??” But also if I ate something “unhealthy” like a burger it’s “every day all you eat is burgers burgers you need to watch what you eat you don’t see your arms???” And it’s like ???? So now most of what I eat I don’t tell them so unless we’re eating the same exact thing they don’t know what I eat on the daily.

And I was watching this TikTok and this girl was realizing in the moment where her ED stemmed from and it was from hiding Halloween candy and other foods and I’m like this is similar to me!

So logically I know like to get over it I just have to tell myself that I’m doing it for me and not for them but that doesn’t feel like it’s enough. If I could freeze the way I look right now in their minds and that’s how they see me forever and my body can change however it wants without them knowing I feel like that would be ideal…….mmmmm lol do I have to go no contact with my whole family? 🤣🤣🤣 bc I did go no contact with my mom bc she’s a narcissist. And I gave my aunt as an example bc she’s the most recent example of this but other women in my family are just like that too! Or do I just have to defend myself for the rest of my life??

Defending myself now is easy because I tell them that I love my body and sorry I don’t hate myself like they do 😂 but if I were to lose weight I would still be fighting them if they congratulated me on it bc how dare you!!!

Ugh omg I feel like this is so backwards! Bc I did have a body weight that I was happy with in like 2018 and I wasn’t skinny then but I really loved how my body looked and I don’t think it would be hard to get back to it but whenever I start I just get upset and quit 😩

This is self sabotage 🙂 how do I stop it lol do I gaslight them and if they comment on my body I’m like “what are you talking about??? I looked the same last month….” 😂 I’m jk but like 👀👀

[daphnedauphinoise]

Its been one fucking year and I still cant get him out my head. Do you have tips?

You tell me. I am in the same boat; I like this guy- he has a girlfriend. I thought I got rid of the crush but no, he had to get back to me and now I stalk him everyday :):)

But in all seriousness, depending on what kind of crush it is, just let yourself feel. I haven't felt this giddy in so long and having a crush is really nice. If they are unrealistic or it is seriously hurting you or you are getting too delusional ( I wrote him book reviews in the height of exam 🤡) then I say its fine.

But, if you do want him out of your head then cutting off contact and moving on is the best thing. Attachments are harder to cut the longer you leave them and putting yourself through a cycle of high and lows [of attention] is not really good.

Lemme know more deets though, we can lament together,

Daphne

[hoonfever]

Friends Of Friends!

12. i’ll be there (written)

wc: 660

WARNINGS: swearing

yeonjun and beomgyu barged in as you opened the door, not bothering to even bid you a hello. taehyun did. that was nice. all three of them had snacks of some sort. the three of you sat down in he living room, which had cushions scattered across the floor for seating. the room was silent, other than beomgyu complaining about being fatherless. taehyun didn’t look at you, nor attempted to talk to you. his focus remained on his phone screen.

you hear a knock at your front door and stand up to answer it. you open the door to yeji’s smiling face and can’t help but smile back. she has two full bags of snacks and sweets, just like she promised.

“hey yeji!” beomgyu calls from the living room, as he and yeonjun switch on the tv

“hey!” she responds before she walks in and you close the door behind her.

she doesn’t help much. she mimics taehyun and focuses completely on her phone. probably talking to her girlfriend again. you can’t help but envy her. you hated to admit it, but yeonjun was right. you did have no social life. you had to keep yourself entertained all the time, and it was getting exhausting.

soobin and kai arrived 10 minutes later and you finally start the movie.

god, did you forget how messy your friends were. soobin seemed quite regretful, but continued to slowly but surely mess up the place.

a long night of cleaning awaits.

you watched howls moving castle, one of your favorite ghibli movies. your friends all seemed to enjoy it as well.

“bye y/n! bye everyone!” yeji was the first to leave, claiming that her parents needed her for something.

“bye guys!” kai and soobin were next, leaving because they were tired and needed the sleep for tomorrow.

“bye y/n!” beomgyu left as well, leaving only taehyun, you and yeonjun.

“i also need to get going-“ you look and yeonjun with a look of concern.

“you want me to be alone with taehyun?” you mouth to him and he tilts his head in fake confusion.

“sorry, y/n, but i have no clue what you’re saying. i’ll see you soon though!” yeonjun left in quite a hurry. leaving you and taehyun alone.

“jeez. they really left a mess in here, huh?” he breaks the silence suddenly.

“yeah, i’m gonna be cleaning for a while.” you say, already feeling exhausted.

“well, i have nowhere to go. i could stay here and help, if you want?!” he offers.

“no! i couldn’t let you help me clean. i knew what i signed up for when hosting everyone.” you refuse.

“i seriously don’t mind helping. just see it as a favor from a friend.” he persists.

well, it would make things a lot quicker and easier.

“okay. you can help. let me do most of the work though. it’s only fair.” taehyun nods.

and so you get to work. what would’ve taken you two hours took only 50 minutes. the two of you rest on the couch tiredly.

“thanks again for this, taehyun. i really appreciate it.” you say with a smile which he returns.

“no problem. next time you host us all and need help cleaning, i’ll be there.” he smiles at you, his eyes lingering on you longer than usual.

you also can’t help but admire his features. taehyun was definitely an attractive guy, you couldn’t deny that. you just never got to see it up close-

taehyun clears his throat suddenly and jerks up.

“i- uh, i need to get going. i’ll see you soon!” taehyun rushes out the door awkwardly, leaving you alone in your thoughts.

i was just looking at him because he’s a naturally attractive guy. i don’t like him or anything. i haven’t even known him that long. i barely know him!

you fell asleep to these thoughts, and awoke with a conclusion.

“shit. i like him, don’t i?”

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a/n: i thought i had this queued for yesterday but apparently not 🤡 also I HAD TO MANUALLY COUNT EACH WORD IT WAS SO PAINFUL google docs didn’t listen to me 😭

taglist: @pr0dbeomgyu, @ox1-lovesick, @sunarintoes, @yeonkang3

SYNOPSIS: yeonjun realises that his best friend, y/n, has no social life whatsoever, and therefore a very slim chance at a relationship; so he figures he's ought to speed up the process by introducing you to his friend, taehyun.

[pianostarinwonderland]

same non as the one prior!,listen I love hearing people ramble about the things and characters they like it nice to see someone go off about their favorite characters so yes im serious please go on n release the rot!!

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damn y'all 😭 HAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU REALLY WANT THIS SO BAD y'all gonna regret this horribly

Brainrot under the cut because this WILL be a long boi

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Ok first off, I do have some thoughts listed down here already, but we'll have the screaming version of them here.

so now, let's pull up a pic of Azul's full sprite, bless be to alchemivich for this

I guess let's start from the top then work our way downwards~ (just how I like to do it ;) bricked)

SO let's talk about Azul's glasses, as they're a hot topic now

We've always known Azul with his rectangular frames. I myself have always wanted to see him in round frames, but now that we have them, well,,, time for an explanation WHEEZE.

So when you choose your glasses, you have to take into consideration how well they complement your face. Lots of places will tell you to consider the shape of your face, how long or short it is, even the width of your face and the nose bridge, etc. There's a reason why Azul's usual glasses really work on him—there are several factors, but the one I will talk about is his face shape, which seems to be on the softer and rounder side.

Rectangular/square frames work well with rounder face shapes because of contrast. Rounder frames will further emphasize the roundness of the face, which well if that's the effect you want, then hell yeah go for it. But it can also feel a little off, especially if you aim to balance out your looks.

Azul's round frames emphasize this roundness. But the thing is, the specific thing they emphasize is not his jawline or anything but his forehead LJADLKSJKSLSFJ like, it really doesn't help that he pushed back his bangs inside his hat because there's more skin showing aka there's more of that bald feel.

Am I saying that the glasses don't fit him then?

... not at all. HONESTLY IN FACT, THEY FIT HIM 🤡 it gives Azul this old timey wizard vibe, especially paired with the rest of his outfit. And idk, he always had a knack for those types of glasses that have the chain, like it really just fits his character. They're on the more mature side.

Onto his hat, one of Azul's voiced lines has him saying that he pushed his bangs back because the hat itself is so fancy and very elaborate. And you know what? THAT IS SMART OF HIM 😩 because true, his bangs would add a little too much to the visual aspect. The hat itself is so nice though. I always imagined him having a similar hat to that along with a feather, so seeing this coming to life really satisfied me so much 🥺 It's one of the many things I've asked for. I didn't expect the coral design in front, though! That one, I find pretty neat.

ngl though lowkey hoping for a groovy where he doesn't have the hat though 😳 and we get a view of that SLICKED BACK HAIR— bricked

no like . seriously though, imagine we get something like THIS wonderful gorgeous godly sight right here??? for a groovy??? Yana Toboso, I am currently demanding right now.

Anyway, let's move o—

. hold on.

what is this I see?

... let's get a different image just to be sure

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SO WE HAVE TWO THINGS TO DISCUSS HERE

Number 1. That nautilus shell.

It is about TIME that they gave Azul that nautilus shell necklace that is not in his overblot form AND ALSO LIKE, LOOK AT HOW FANCY IT IS!!!!!!! IT'S SO 😭 it's so pretty like,,, uhuhuhuhu after 2+ years of waiting, I finally got this

Number 2. We all know what it is. :)

look at that. look at that fucking s H E ER RRR R R R 🧍 I was peacefully scrolling through Twitter when I saw that crop + a JP user's caption about how they're like IT'S SHEER???? AND NOW I'M LIKE HO FUCK IT'S SHEER?????????? AZUL ASHENGROTTO, THE MAN WHO COVERS UP EVEN HIS NECK, HAS HIS NECK AREA PARTIALLY VISIBLE???????????? I finally know how victorian men feel when they see a woman's ankle.

And I get why the tweels' favorite food are octopus dishes. 🧍 We'll leave it at that .

Sleeves design! Honestly, I find it interesting how the fashion designers in-universe thought that Azul really fit the NRC robes to the point that they thought oh we should make his outfit similar to the robes. And boom, here we see sleeves and gold decor that is as intricate as the robes but still a little different. Honestly, seeing the entire outfit in general reminds me of one of Robe Azul's lines: "These ceremonial robes do wonders as something akin to a business card. Just wearing these off campus will gather admiring glances." (taken from @/mysteryshoptls) It's such a nice nod to that line 🥺 and I'll be honest, the art for Robe Azul isn't one of my favorites, so to see him in this outfit and as an SSR is so rewarding because like #DESERVED

onto the . whatever you call this, the collar?

There's a point where you gotta wonder how Azul really feels about this outfit in general. Like, he was already disturbed that Rollo knew him and where he came from, he was also disturbed that they knew about his eyesight. But that collar design, that resembles the suckers on his tentacle arms, I don't think you can just brush it off as "oh they're meant to be bubbles underwater". It's not a bad design, it's just how does Azul really feel about the outfit with its under the sea motif and even this kind of pattern? 😂 Is he trying to hide the discomfort about this out of politeness? Or is he so private about this kind of insecurity that he dares not voice it out unlike the way he's clear about his discomfort about how they know about his eyesight?

wow ok we got serious there. Don't worry, though...

We're just getting to the exciting part

So of course Azul would have a belt on his outfit. He needs that cinched waist after all 😩 ughhh I have a special weakness for slim waists because the way a slim waist feels in my arms is so , ,,,, ,,, u uu uu u you get this deep primal urge to protect the person you're holding that holding any other waist just cannot give you. at least, that's just my brain being coocoo wwwwwwww

Something even nicer is that the belt adds so much more to the silhouette that the overall outfit gives. It's cinched at the waist,, but then it flairs out with the TAILCOATS

OH MAMAS THOSE TAILCOATS ARE GOING TO BE THE ABSOLUTE D E A T H OF ME

I mentioned it already. I always loved tailcoats. They give that classy and authoritative aura. AND LOOK AT AZUL MF ASHENGROTTO WITH SIX OF THEM

They also look like they're made of a really really good material. Like, just look at the card art. That material looks so nice and sturdy.

AND THE WAY THAT THE FRONT AREA OF HIS TOP ENDS LIKE THAT, LIKE ,, ,,,, , HUHU HUU HUH UHU you know I always always wanted to wear an outfit like that ever since I was a kid? Ends short at the front but there's a trail or a tailcoat at the back, and it's BLACK TOO like u u u uuuuu uu just seeing that on Azul makes me so oughohouohodfoghodf it's everything I wanted and it's really like Disney saw my childhood imagination uwehhhh waddafak !!!!

and ughh hh h ok can we like . talk about the ribbons too and tailcoats and how they just accentuate his legs so fucking well

Like come ON MAN

whoever drew Azul's live2D was thinking with their dicks because why the FUCK did they decide "hoho what if we draw the ribbons in front such that it creates the illusion of Azul's legs being slimmer and then flaring out at the bottom aND THUS MAKING HIS LEGS LOOK EVEN MORE APPEALING TO LOOK AT" LIKE COME ON,,,, THEY WERE DEFINITELY ON SOMETHING WHEN THEY WERE DRAWING THOSE RIBBONS LIKE . THAT . AND THE GOLD TRIM AT THE END DOESN'T HELP AT ALL LIKE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

please like . those pants . those pants look so nice like hello I like those pants. I want to steal those pants. I want to eat those pants.

but most importantly, I hate hate hate the way that those pants make Azul's legs so so so s os os os os oso soo so ooo so 🤡

. ok speaking of legs, we can establish that the tailcoats + ribbons resemble Azul's 8 tentacles underwater (he really isn't getting a break from being his octopus self wwwwww). But I want to talk about the design in the tailcoats themselves??? Like, it's so delicate and really pretty 🥺 it's not like the design on the collar, but it looks more floral ish. It sort of gives the same hypnotic feel as the Fibonacci sequence or even the golden ratio in some way. It's so delicate and pretty and just huh uh u hu hu

Lastly, shoes , ,, ,, shoes. Those are nice shoes. I love that he has heels. . . WAIT HEELS I JSUT REALIZED HE IS WALKING IN HEELS HELP NKFJNKJDNSNSDNFS HOLD ON HE HASN'T BEEN COMPLANING ABOUT THE HEELS ???? HE'S ACTUALLY BALANCING ON THOSE HEELS?????? HE'S DOING OK IN THE HEELS?????? ok granted though, they are wedged heels, but like, even wedged heels are hard to balance on if you aren't accustomed to heels (flashbacks to the first time I had to wear heels when I was 12 yrs old and wobbling on my own feet when the heels were 1-inch high and wedged).

last but not the least, you can watch the Midnight Masquerade here. At the Goofy part starting 13:27, the dancers' costume vaguely reminded me of Azul's silhouette that his outfit gives him. Makes me wonder how much Twst team took inspiration from this performance honestly.

SO ANYWAY UH GOODNIGHT I'M HAPPY WITH THIS EVENT FOR GIVING US GOOD GOOD SHIT ABOUT AZUL 🤡

[saintobio]

ahhh I really loved this chapter and it’s time for gojo to finally suffer lol

okayy, this is gonna be long, I’m sorry but I sent this ask on your main for last chapter and i just wanna further say that I have no type of empathy towards sera because at this point she’s displaying fan behavior towards mc, you’re a grown woman acting like mc is at fault for the circumstances YOU were born into jeez

like these two lines are just so disrespectful and distasteful of her:

Sera had to pull away and roll her eyes. “Here we go again.” Truth was, she had no time for this. “I’ve heard about your mother leaving over and over. It’s getting old. Move on.”

“Seriously, if he hated his mother so much then why couldn’t he just forget about her? There were more problems to face in life. Sera already had baggage on her own and carrying Satoru’s along with hers was asking for too much. He was a grown adult. Instead of burdening her with his own problems, he should know that there were boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed.”

how are you gonna wanna be with someone but you don’t wanna be bothered by the shit that they went through in their life. it just does not make any sense, if gojo is someone she wants to marry, in a world where they’d be allowed to, marriage is about compromise and coming together as one, flaws and all, it’s not just about his money and status 🤡 like tf do you mean move on?? mayhaps she fell on her head as a baby because most people would know that’s not something you can just move on from...not only did his mom leave but he essentially became a punching bag to his father. take several seats my girl

it’s like she only wants to have the benefits of his money and that is exactly why I applaud gojo for saying this and not taking it back:

“Don’t fuck with me,” he snapped, chest rising and falling deeply. “You’re not valuable enough to ruin my life.”

the way that I squealed after reading it bc I had a feeling it was him saying it to her after you posted the sneak peaks lol

Back to sera, suddenly she’s too good to eat fried fish? like humble yourself, do you think gojo will be here forever? especially with the way his guilt is starting to catch up? watch him leave and if that happens, i’ll be happy because frankly she doesn’t even deserve to be with him. it’s always that same cycle of: “It was unfair how others had the privilege to be raised in a rich household while she was punished with jobless parents who did nothing but watch their eldest child work her ass off every single day. See, this was the difference between you and her. You didn’t experience this much hardship in life for you to complain about not winning Satoru’s heart.” and “You needed to know your place, and if passing out from crying was how you would wake up to your senses, then it was good enough that it happened. You have not even experienced half the suffering that Sera had to endure in her life.”

now imagine the guilt she’d feel if mc dies from her condition (which hopefully she doesn’t ofc) the audacity of her to do this every single time is ridiculous...sera how does it feel knowing that mc lives rent free in your mind? 🤡 just like gojo is a grown adult, so are you, like we get it, you’re poor and you want a better life but all you ever do is compare yourself to mc, stop acting like a child. and if anything, the burdens of your life maybe would’ve been better if you idk, took yourself, your siblings and mother away from the situation your father created due to his gambling addiction, idk just a thought unless that’s not possible at the moment ig

Furthermore this part:

What would only make the situation problematic was how his father would possibly strip him off of his rights to be the next CEO because of the amount of scandal that it could put the company through. Sera used to understand that Satoru had to make sacrifices to achieve his ideal life, but his indecisiveness and more so his recklessness was making her frustrated.

this is exactly why i’m starting to believe that she doesn’t even fully love him anymore and just wants the stability he creates because his lifestyle is a stark contrast to her messed up one. I wonder if she would’ve still wanted to be with him if gojo didn’t even have the option of becoming the next CEO, or would she just toss him to the side hoping to find someone else that fulfills her selfish expectations. i’m happy that gojo is making it clear that he doesn’t want to have a baby with her rn (or ever ?) and knowing that he wants one with mc instead is making her want to be pregnant out of spite so that she could possibly baby trap him. and yk, I wouldn’t put that past her at all, she’s giving me the energy of someone who will either spill out their business to the media as her last resort or fake a pregnancy just to show her dominance over gojo.

aside from speaking about that clown, yess for the reversal of roles I’m excited to see what gojo ends up doing to win her and her heart back, if she even allows that to happen, bc he has a lot of work to do... it’s time for him to feel her coldness and i’m here for!! loved the toji crumbs as well and yayy, she’s starting to go after her dreams!

I have two question that maybe you could answer as long as there are no spoilers, did mc’s family not question why she was staying at their mansion instead of at the penthouse with gojo? and since they have the same condition, was it also the circumstances of stress that ultimately led to her mom’s death?

anyways, I hope you have a good rest of your day and as usual pls get lots of rest and water! also would I be able to be the 🦢 anon?

sera’s fan behavior 😭😭😭 this whole rant abt her is lowkey what i would feel to if i was a reader (seeing as i react negatively to rashta in re, so i can now see how it feels like to see sera in ur perspective lmao) she rly thinks she’s too good to eat fried fish now 😹

as for ur questions, 1) they did question, but knowing yn she made up excuses saying that she just wanted to stay with them for a week bc she misses them and gojo’s too busy 2) no her mom was loved deeply by her dad so there was no stress, the reason for her death was simply heart failure. thanks so much for taking the time to write all of these for us to read <33

[your-nanas-house]

Halloween

pairing: Jerome X Reader X Jeremiah

warnings: scary house, flirting, crap writing

words: 2038

summary: Jerome has to cancel his Halloween plans to go on a date with his brother and his brother's friend and his friend's friend.

note: it came out shitty, sorry, sorry also for the mistakes and for the English. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! 🃏🤡

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The fateful holiday was coming. The one day Jerome truly looked forward to, October 31st... Halloween!!!

The ginger was always so excited that day, the pranks, scaring people..the candy 😉 and many other things he found so funny and hilarious.

He had it all planned out, he was going to go prank the trailers and scare some kids that walked by trying to win some candy as well, but he had a setback that totally ruined his plans.

And that setback was a girl named Katerine, to be more precise the girl who was seeing his twin brother Jeremiah, not really seeing...they weren't together yet, they were still in the dating phase or so he said.

Anyway, this setback asked his twin to spend the holiday with him and she managed to get him to talk to Jerome, to persuade him to go with him and meet Katerine's friend who would be coming with them.

And luckily for Jeremiah, he managed to convince the ginger quite easily despite his initial resistance and ended up promising him that he would do the dishes for a month and do the dirty laundry too.

He and Jerome were alone waiting for the two girls who should have been there already. But they didn't have to wait any longer.

They heard quick footsteps and a voice "Jer!", Jeremiah turned around, shocked to find the girl hugging him happy to see him. Katerine shifted arranging a strand of hair behind her ear blushing slightly "sorry and excuse us for being late", they heard another voice coming from behind them, again female "he should be used to it...you're always late Kat Kat", the girl nodded in agreement shifting taking her friend by the shoulders moving her in front of the two of them "this is Y/n, my friend", Y/n nodded slightly uncomfortable and surprised " happy to meet you? ", Katerine smiled moving next to Jeremiah "she's shy, Y/n this is Jerome, Jeremiah's twin", the girl shifted her gaze meeting Jerome's, who was already looking at her, As soon as they have made eye contact he began to smile moving closer to her " why hello beautiful", she smiled curiously shaking his hand, watching him bring it to his lips kissing her knuckles, murmuring to him " I could say the same about you, beautiful". Jeremiah shook slightly snorting at his brother's acts, focusing again on Katerine who had asked him something " what? " the girl smiled repeating herself "I thought we could go for a walk and eat at the fast food place nearby", the ginger nodded adjusting his glasses slightly "sure", Katerine nodded turning to look at her friend "is that alright with you?".

Y/n and Jerome turned to look at her, casting a quick glance at each other answering together "yes?" the girl nodded happily while taking Jeremiah's hand starting to walk, talking to him leaving the other two behind to look at them already starting to feel slightly uncomfortable with the affectionate exchanges between the two teenangers "so. ...did you...did you want to go out with them seriously?", Y/n huffed out a laugh turning to him "honestly?...no, Katerine bribed me with candy to get me to come", the ginger nodded slightly "I won't be washing any more dirty laundry or dishes for a month" they looked at each other starting to giggle.

The group arrived at the fast food restaurant and walked in noticing that there weren't as many people as they expected. They looked at the waiter who greeted them with a ghost costume on, "hi guys, how can I help you? ", Katerine smiled as she spoke first not paying attention to Y/n who moved slightly closer to Jerome to be heard and speak softly "if we let her speak I assure you we will end up at the table with them and it will be a veeeeryyyy long hour, I don't think we would still be craving sweets after seeing them", the ginger held back a laugh as he met his twin's gaze who shifted it back to Y/n as he saw his brother's arm move to rest on her shoulders "actually I think getting a table just for the two of us to leave you two lovebirds alone is a good idea" Y/n shifted his gaze from the ginger's hand looking at Katerine "it's fine with me".

The waiter nodded as he led them to the different tables, taking their orders.

The two stayed a while talking to get to know each other better never falling into a moment of silence. It wasn't the same for the other table where Jeremiah was definitely quieter while continuing to observe his brother and Y/n, not paying much attention to what his date was telling him too distracted to understand why the other ginger was laughing and smiling flirtatiously.

When Jerome and Y/n arrived at the dessert there was a small silence as they looked at the milkshake in front of them both, turning around hearing a thud as they watched the waiter fall. Jerome turned to the girl in front of him trying to hold back his laughter to avoid scaring her or showing himself as a monster even in front of her surprised to hear the rush of laughter from her as she covered her face trying to breathe through the laughter "I'm sorry, I probably look like a heartless person, but that was so hilarious" the ginger smiled, finding himself laughing along with her agreeing, ignoring the frowning looks from the waiter while sharing the milkshake with her.

As soon as the four of them were done, they all went out for another walk past an abandoned and pretty crappy house which was pretty creepy.

When Y/n noticed that Jerome had stopped in front of it, she turned back to admire the house from outside too, turning her face towards Katerine who had broken the silence after coming back with Jeremiah "do you want to go inside? I don't think it's a very good idea" the ginger with glasses flashed a smile looking at her "you don't have to be afraid... you have me next to you", Y/n turned looking at Jerome touching his shoulder "the same goes for you, if you're scared you have me to protect you" Jerome snorted a laugh as he looked at her "oh, I bet you'll be the first one to hold on to me all the time as soon as we get inside, doll" the girl laughed and nodded, "sure," he smiled mischievously as he brought his face close to hers "Do you bet?" Y/n thought about it for a moment, continuing to walk towards the entrance with the others "what is the reward?" Jerome's smile widened "a kiss" she giggled incredulously meeting his eyes nodding "alright, but only if you win, ginger" "oh, I will, sweetie" and with that Y/n started to run in, giggling "we'll see about that!".

In total they managed to scare each other 2 to 1 for Jerome and all the other times Katerine and Jeremiah, returning in a group during their patrol, freezing when they heard suspicious noises.

By habit Jeremiah turned to Jerome and Katerine to Y/n, both frowning "stop it, it's not funny" Jerome smiled slightly "true, it's hilarious" Y/n giggled shaking her head while hitting his arm affectionately "it wasn't us this time". At the end of that sentence they heard a door creak and they all turned towards the direction of the noise, looking towards Katerine who was shaking pointing at a book "that book wasn't there, it wasn't there!!!" Jeremiah shook his head adjusting his glasses "one of us must have moved it, Katerine" he shifted his gaze towards the two of them who shrugged their shoulders shaking their heads, talking at the same time "never touched that book".

There was a sudden bang and a faint light at the end of the corridor that made them back up slightly causing another noise that made the group turn around.

As soon as the guys turned around they saw a quick shape, but they couldn't quite make out what it was as all they saw was a floating object and heard the terrified screams of the girl who was hiding in the hug of the ginger with glasses, still shaking and begging him to leave.

Jerome flashed a surprised smile as he felt his lower back being touched "I didn't think you'd be so turned on by a situation like this, doll" Y/n turned around looking at him slightly confused "what are you talking about? " he smiled looking at her purring "about your hand on my ass, which will change very soon as soon as we're out of here and I get my reward since I've obviously won" the girl snorted an incredulous laugh "it's 2 to 1 for you, it doesn't change that much and it's not my hand on your ass" Jerome's eyes widened slightly jumping turning quickly, not seeing anything, Y/n laughed at his reaction "2 to 2".

They turned to look at Jeremiah who had spoken "better get out", Jerome snorted bored "this was getting more fun and heated", he winked at the girl who giggled amusedly shaking her head, shifting her gaze to her friend who was crying in terror "you know what you have to do in these situations? ", she shook her head meeting her gaze "call the Ghostbusters". Katerine shook her head crying more screaming again feeling something, taking Jeremiah's hand "and here I was hoping it was something clever, how can you joke at a time like this", she shrugged "the ghost served it to me on a silver platter, how could I deprive myself of it" Y/n froze feeling someone touch " now I feel it too...the same thing you felt JJ" he chuckled "no it's my hand" she turned towards him moving his hand from her ass giggling, laughing more as she felt herself being dragged towards the exit of that abandoned house by her friend, stopping as soon as she was outside trying to control her laughter exactly like the ginger while Jeremiah tried to comfort and calm Katerine.

Y/n sighed catching his breath as she calmed down "oh, I'm out of breath, that was so hilarious, we should do it again" Katerine shook her head sobbing "speak for yourself" she giggled again, wiping away her tears, following them back to the circus casting glances at Jerome still laughing softly.

They arrived quite quickly; Katerine looked up as she met Jeremiah's eyes smiling slightly "it was a nice evening..except for the abandoned house, wasn't it?" he nodded slightly "yeah it wasn't so bad" they smiled slightly at each other in embarrassment and discomfort, blushing slightly when she kissed his cheek turning her face to Y/n to tell her they could go, freezing when she saw them making out.

Katerine cleared her throat a little, causing Jerome to open his eyes to look at her, whining as Y/n pulled away to get some air, moving her face when he tried to connect their lips again, finding herself receiving a wet kiss on the cheek "whoa, wo, that was one, you specified ginger and don't get any strange ideas, it was only because you won and I keep my promises" he nodded purring "sure," she nodded meeting his gaze, returning the smile letting Katerine pull her away "it wasn't so bad coming, wasn't it?" Y/n shook her head "definitely not bad..but I still want the candy you promised me".

Jeremiah turned to Jerome raising an eyebrow "did you have to?" he continued to smile with a grin watching Y/n walk away muttering "you're just jealous, you don't know what you missed...you're still doing the washing up and the dishes for the whole month though," the ginger sighed nodding walking with his brother towards their trailer, rolling his eyes at his twin's question "do you think that if you ask your girlfriend the number of Y/n for me she will give it to you?".

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🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Many times. LOL! This entire chapter of Blackbirds: Year One.

Then this scene from a similar spot:

Now, after-- he wasn't sure how many bottles, Maul was not thinking about the ingredients or anything but maybe getting horizontal, though he was also absolutely certain he wanted to make sure his squad was safe and not off getting into any kind of trouble. He was also mildly but genuinely concerned that if he tried to walk anywhere, he might not be able to. Or, at least, not upright. If his legs wanted to work at all; they could get unreliable if he was impaired enough and now he was definitely impaired enough.

A flash of beard and robes in his peripheral (also unreliable) vision was a relief, and Maul pressed his shoulder over against Obi-Wan's, thinking that the Jedi was probably back from all of his socializing--

--except, it wasn't Obi-Wan.

General Taliesin Croft looked back at him, mouth hanging open; at least, Maul thought it seemed to be hanging open, it was hard to tell with all of that hair around it.

They stared at one another for a long moment, blinking, then Maul made to stop leaning and achieve a vertical orientation, but one of his feet refused to move and the next thing he knew, the Jedi was holding him up and he was practically face-planted in the beard, fingers curled into Croft's robes and the empty bottle he had been holding lost between his stumble and his being caught.

Somewhere in Maul's alcohol-soaked mind, he thought this was probably terribly awkward, but he wasn't sure enough to say that.

Croft didn't drop him, though, just asked with a kind of amused tone, "You okay, lieutenant?"

Maul went to say that he was fine, except he would very much like to go lay down, but instead, he looked up into the Jedi's green eyes and asked, very carefully and seriously, "How do you keep food out of all of that hair when you eat?"

"'Scuse us, general," Shiv's voice broke in, also amused, and Maul found himself pried off of the Jedi; he reeled a little bit, but Shiv got under his arm on one side, and Tally appeared on the other. "Sorry about that, we'll handle this."

Croft huffed a laugh. "Uh-- not a problem."

Maul went to ask again, perhaps with more elaboration, but by then, Shiv and Tally were steering him away. Or dragging him. He couldn't be sure, he couldn't feel his legs, and he might have worried about that more, but he had his Blackbirds and they wouldn't let him fall, he was sure, and so instead he leaned his spinning head over and not-whispered, "Flavor saver," to Shiv, before breaking down into uncontrollable laughter.

He was still giggling helplessly when they gave up trying to get him to walk and Shiv just picked him up. Though, he didn't remember any of the rest of the trip after.

--

That's just a couple.

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

You know-- there probably has been, but damned if I can remember any time it was deliberate? <3

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Volume 1, Chapter 16-Tricked

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Content warnings: misogyny

As soon as Yi Mo left, the spell he casted naturally lifted. Shen Qingxuan heard the numerous but still distant sound of footsteps coming through his window screen, while an accompanying red lantern swayed as it passed through the corridor and arched entryway, gradually nearing his courtyard. His newly married concubine, who was askew by the bedside, was also quietly waking.

-

At this point, the night was already quite dark, but Shen Qingxuan knew that he would have much to do this night.

Firstly, of course, was to take care of the mess that cold and naughty snake left for him.

 -

Thinking of this, Shen Qingxuan could not help but be vexed. In the past thousand years, had this snake become accustomed to going at his own pace? With that air, he seemed to slip into his role as a hands off shopkeeper quite smoothly, without even including a polite remark.

Once he thought about the word “polite”, it very naturally followed that Shen Qingxuan remembered that “gift”, and his face immediately darkened. His face was black as he glared at the box on the table for a very long while before he gripped the thing in his hand, along with that pearl as well, and stowed it away, near to his body.

Unexpectedly, his face also recovered its poise within the blink of an eye, as if that promiscuous object had never existed.

 -

Xu Mingshi came to, and in his daze, he felt a dull, burning pain that radiated from the back of his head. His thoughts, however, were still convoluted. At that moment, he heard a voice that seemed to sound familiar near his ear; it was asking him, “You’re awake? How do you feel?”  

Xu Mingshi opened his eyes. What entered his sight was Shen Qingxuan’s face that was smiling a not-quite-smile with some concern contained in his eyes and who happened to be looking at him with incomparable composure.

The scene from before rushed into his mind like a tsunami. Both of Xu Mingshi’s eyes glared like orbs as he shouted with anger, “Shen Qingxuan!” 

Shen Qingxuan still had that expression, not moving at all as he looked at him, and then without haste, he leisurely sounded out an “Mm” from his nose. The final syllable was raised and not said without provocation.

 -

Xu Mingshi flew into a rage. The moment that he bounced up from his chair, he discovered that he had been tied to a chair. The hemp rope was thick, strong, well-tied, and happened to have him tied up into a zongzi

without a fuss. Meanwhile, Shen Qingxuan sat on a chair, his expression quite leisurely and satisfied. The way he looked at him was like he was looking at a zongzi that he was going to eat with his meal. Xu Mingshi could only feel like his lungs were about to explode. The fact that he was tricked by this disabled person who looked gentle and harmless, who could not even tie up a chicken, who even needed someone to push him to be able to move, someone so useless!

“Shen Qingxuan!” Xu Mingshi hatefully shouted once and then paused for a moment. He still could not think it through so he asked, “You and I have no grudges against each other, why did you harm me?”

“Have I harmed you?” With a smile in his eyes, Shen Qingxuan replied to him with a question, but he added, right before the other man was completely enraged, “Why do I feel like I am saving you?”

“……You, save me?” Xu Mingshi said out of clenched teeth, “You tying me up like this can be called saving me?!”

“This is just me worrying that you’re too hot-tempered, “Shen Qingxuan replied leisurely, “and will do something stupid.”

“You’re afraid that I’ll kill you?” For once, Xu Mingshi caught on.

“Exactly.” Shen Qingxuan admitted without any shame. He said seriously, “Mind you, I am no yao. If you get an angry rush of blood to your head and “collect” me, you will have to pay it back with your life”

-

He said it both solemnly and seriously with a cold expression. When Xu Mingshi heard his words, he immediately had the helpless feeling of a scholar encountering a soldier. He was obviously the soldier, yet he had been controlled by a mere scholar to the point that he could not retaliate. This truly made one furious! With great difficulty, he restrained his urge to rip apart this person in front of him. Xu Mingshi calmed down and thought about the cause and effect again. Naturally, he recalled the part he had overlooked previously. When Shen Qingxuan heard that Yi Mo was a snake yao, he did not show any surprise, moreover, he went out of his way to help it without any regard for his own safety, so it could be seen that they knew each other.

He then lifted his head to look around, but Xu Mingshi could not tell where he was being imprisoned. In the pitch-black and narrow room there were only two benches and a wooden table. A candle wick was alight on the table, its flame as big as a bean, a feeble light that could only illuminate a small portion of the scene in front of him. Most of the space was still pitch-dark with the cramped and small window far off to the side. The air gave off a smell of old, rotten wood like a prison cell.

 -

“What is the relationship between you and that snake yao?? Why did you help him? Where did my yao collecting ding go? Where’s that snake?……” After he sized up his surroundings and paused for thought, Xu Mingshi’s questions came one right after another.

Shen Qingxuan sighed deeply and asked, “You have so many questions, which one do you want me to answer first?”

Xu Mingshi was temporarily speechless.

“Then I’ll just answer them one by one.” Once Shen Qingxuan had teased him enough, he pushed his wheelchair a bit closer and moved the candle light on the wooden table between them. In the candle light, his expression was gentle. He slowly said, “Previously, you were surprised about why I was not a mute like the rumors had said. More than likely, this has already occurred to you as well. Yes, it’s exactly what you’re thinking. I owe that snake a favor. He had first saved my life, and then he restored my voice. A slight pause, and then Shen Qingxuan continued, “Now, this is the answer to your second question. I helped him because, like you said, he is a good yao. Furthermore, he is my benefactor. As for your third question, that little red copper ding, I’ve detained that object.” Shen Qingxuan lied with ease.

At first, Xu Mingshi was stupefied and hurried to say, “What are you going to do with my artifact? You don’t even understand Daoist rites, what use do you have taking it!”

“It is exactly because I do not understand Dao rites that I would take it.” Shen Qingxuan smiled and reached out his hands to undo Xu Mingshi’s ropes. He said with his head lowered, “At least I will not be impulsive and harm a good person that I should not harm.” The last phrase he said with extra emphasis.

 -

Xu Mingshi stared stunned and speechless. He thought about his prior recklessness, which had already spoiled his mental Dao cultivation and made him feel ashamed. Just like Shen Qingxuan said, he had nearly harmed this snake yao who was so close to cultivating into an immortal. Not to mention harming the other man’s cultivation, but if that yao collecting ding really detained him, Yi Mo would vanish into nothing. If Xu Mingshi unwarrantedly committed an evil deed like murder, it would be even harder to redeem himself. When he thought about this, his face flashed green then white, looking extremely awful in this moment.

Seeing his complexion, Shen Qingxuan had basically figured out his frame of mind, so he quickly undid all of Xu Mingshi’s ropes, including the ones on his legs. At the time, he had let the servants bind the ropes taut, so undoing them took quite a bit of time. Shen Qingxuan’s fingernail bent a bit, which was exceedingly painful. He thought to himself, This is called asking for a hard time. However, his face still had that sincere and serene look, not revealing even a trace of anything else. His manner was that of an elegant gongzi, as if he had not at all done something like smash someone unconscious and then tie their arms and hands behind their neck. His pretense was well presented.

Once the ropes were all undone, Shen Qingxuan threw the bundle of hemp rope off to one side before he straightened his robes and sat up straight. He said sternly, “To possess a treasured artifact, you must be even more prudent in your actions. Or else, at best you will harm people and yourself, and at worst you will bring doom to your country and people!”

He paused for a moment, changing to a gentler tone, and said, “I see that although you are young, you can differentiate between good and evil and know good from bad. Tying you up today was not completely because I was worried you would harm me. I was more worried that you would be young and impetuous, and go find that snake yao for a fight. From the start, you were not his match, and then you lost your artifact. If you really provoked him, would it not be a waste for you to lose your life? Moreover, I have seen the robe you are looking for as well. I presume that with your level of Dao attainments, you are not unable to see what that thing is. Yi Mo taking it back has always meant a return to its rightful owner. What’s the point of bitterly pestering him?”

 -

Xu Mingshi rubbed the rope marks on his wrists as he listened seriously. His Dao attainments were not low, yet he had little experience in the world, plus his nature was simple and straightforward, so although he felt it was not right, he could not pick out any faults in Shen Qingxuan’s words. The person on show in front of him, in his eyes, was just a disabled person who valued friendship, and even understood the bigger picture. His behavior and conduct in the world were profoundly generous. At this time, he still did not understand what was known as smooth talking, and what was conspiring and scheming.

Like this, smashing and binding, yet also personally untying the ropes and speaking softly spoken words to him, a verbal cudgel smashing down like a needle hidden in a brocade blanket with a softness that hid strength, it already made him muddle-headed and he nearly could not find north.

Fortunately, it was just nearly. In his muddledness, Xu Mingshi still grasped the most pertinent point. He said, “Then return my things.”

Shen Qingxuan was silent when he heard his words, and looked at him for a moment. The expression in his eyes was utterly still as if they were two ancient, deep, and serene wells. He stared until he made Xu Mingshi’s hair stand on end before he shook his head. “I cannot give them to you.”

“Why can’t you give them to me?!” Xu Mingshi immediately blew up. “Is it because you’ve taken a liking to those treasures of mine? I’m telling you, that was handed down by my founding master. If you don’t return it, I’ll return to the temple tomorrow and all my shixiongdi will come find you to get it back! We will cause chaos for the entire Shen family, even the chickens and dogs!”

“Shut up!” Shen Qingxuan shouted quietly. His volume was not loud, yet even the air vibrated as if there was a wind. He was, after all, born to a big clan as the eldest son who had been praised by everyone, so he still had an aura about him. This low yell frightened Xu Mingshi for a second and he subconsciously stopped talking to stare at Shen Qingxuan dumbly.

 -

At that moment, Shen Qingxuan was staring at him with his brows knit.

Xu Mingshi also sensed that his tone was much too impatient, plus, he had lost too much face when he obediently shut his mouth after Shen Qingxuan merely shouted once, so he could not help but add, “……Cough……In any case, you have to return my things to me.”

“Not only will I return the yao collecting ding to you, I also have the snake molt robe in my possession. I will give you both treasures. How about that?”

“Ah?” Xu Mingshi gaped his mouth.

“I am a person of the ordinary world, I have no use for these things in the first place. So what if I just give them to you? However, there is one condition.”

“What?”

“For the time being, go and temper yourself. Once I know you can truly spread benevolence and eliminate evil, and not lose your temper by fighting other’s, and not do anything horrendous, then I will personally present the two treasures with both hands.” 

“I, what……” Xu Mingshi scratched his head, his face looking foolishly at Shen Qingxuan. “Why does hearing this feel somewhat confusing?”

-

He appeared much too foolish with his mouth agape, eyes staring, and whole face of confusion. As Shen Qingxuan looked and looked, he thought of his younger brother who would occasionally have this kind of dumb expression and he could not help but laugh. He thought to himself, These two have unexpectedly similar dispositions: very naive. He said in a low voice, “From the looks of it, your conduct is not bad. You only need to temper your disposition and in the coming days you will surely be able to rid demons, protect the Dao, and have your name travel far. To give you these two items would count as helping you. However, now is not the time. Your attainments are still shallow. Once you hold a treasure, it’s easy to be arrogant and willful. If you meet a powerful enemy, it will harm you instead. Plus, your temper is impulsive and your behavior is reckless. So if you meet someone with a disposition in opposition to yours, for example, a good yao like Yi Mo, you will depend on the treasure in your hand again and harm them……” Shen Qingxuan smiled and could not help but reach out his hand to pinch that silly face. He continued, “I will keep the items in your stead. In the days to come, once the time is ripe, I will let someone deliver it to you. Phrasing it this way……do you understand now?” 

When Xu Mingshi had his cheek pinched by him, he only felt that this action was incomparably intimate. In a daze, he felt like it was still childhood; it was an experience only had when he played with his fellow apprentices. Once they grew up, his apprentice brothers were all busy with practicing Daoism and gaining experience. It was hard to see each other, and even if they did, for some reason they had become much more distant……the finger on his face was warm and carried an inky fragrance that had been nurtured for years. The pinch was neither painful nor itchy, just unexplainably affectionate. Even his tone was gentle, like the earnest and sincere urging of an old friend of many years.

Although Xu Mingshi was listening to him speak, and heard clearly, he did not know why, but he opened his mouth and could not reply. He could only foolishly stare at Shen Qingxuan.

In the sway of the candlelight, the person before him had clear, handsome features and a tranquil expression. The candlelight reflected a layer of tenderly flowing golden light onto his jet-black hair. He had a gentle beauty that could not be put into words. 

Xu Mingshi stared, dumbstruck

-

Shen Qingxuan did not receive a reply after quite a while, so he raised his brow and his palm to lightly tap the table. After a “pa” sound, the elbow that Xu Mingshi was resting on the table slid and his whole person lost his balance, flopping onto the tabletop. His head harshly bumped against the edge of the table with a muffled sound.

-

Seeing him embarrass himself, Shen Qingxuan laughed soundlessly.

As Xu Mingshi clutched his head, he felt awkward to the utmost degree. He knew that he had severely lost control and he rushed to straighten up his body and sit properly again. His head was lowered to stare at his toes and he did not dare to raise it.

“Have you heard everything I’ve said?” After Shen Qingxuan laughed enough, he quickly recovered and asked him like normal. Xu Mingshi nodded his head.

Seeing this, Shen Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and asked again. “Do you agree?” Xu Mingshi still had his head lowered, and nodded it again. 

“Since that is the case, you will go to the guest room to rest tonight. I will call for a physician to take a look at the injury to your head. The night is late, rest early, and if you have any issues, we can discuss them tomorrow.” Seeing that everything had been taken care of, Shen Qingxuan turned the wheelchair to leave, but just as he reached the entrance, he heard that clear voice behind him say, “But now that I cannot retrieve the robe and also lost the ding that my temple’s founder transferred down, I cannot return to the mountain anymore.”

Shen Qingxuan paused and after a moment he turned his head back to say, “Then what is your plan?”

Xu Mingshi kept silent for a moment before he said, “Could I live here as a guest of your residence, and treat it as a lodging place to get my footing? This way, as my practice bears fruit, you can witness it at any time.”

Shen Qingxuan thought about it and inclined his head, agreeing. “No problem, I will arrange it. From now on, the Shen family doors will open for you.” Seeing the clean smile on that young face, Shen Qingxuan thought of another matter. He hurried to instruct him. “Regarding the matter of my ability to speak, besides you and I, do not spread it any further.”

Xu Mingshi had no concern for these things so he naturally agreed with pleasure. Afterwards, he helped Shen Qingxuan push the chair as they left the dark, little room. 

Once they had walked out, he turned back to look, and with the help of the moonlight, he clearly saw that it was the Shen family’s small courtyard for storage.

 -

Shen Qingxuan became a mute again. He arranged for someone to take Xu Mingshi to rest and then he rang the bell again to call over a servant to push him to his own nanmu quarters. On the way, they turned through many more pavilions, terraces, and verandas. Shen Qingxuan sat in his seat, feeling the occasional jolts of the path below him as he thought of the swollen lump of congealed blood that he felt while checking Xu Mingshi’s injury.

Such a young kid, yet he used such a harsh tactic.

He was not without apprehension.

At what point did he become like this? He could be unmoved when faced with clean, pure eyes. He could harshly act against someone who was going to save him. He could be full of schemes and calculations against someone who was similar to his own little brother.

Deceptions and lies, when had he become so smooth at telling them? He remembered when he was little he was still a pure and kind child. Where was the Shen Qingxuan who used to be earnestly taught by his father and teacher to adhere to virtue, justice, ethics, wisdom and trust?

Such a ruthless person who would stop at nothing to get what he wants, is this really Shen Qingxuan?

 -

With shut eyes, Shen Qingxuan made no sound the whole way. Not one person discovered that the fingertips of the hand he hid in his sleeve resting atop of his knee was shaking slightly, like a panic-stricken butterfly.

The servant boy stopped in front of the courtyard entrance, in view of the small nanmu building. Two servant girls came forth and took over the wheelchair handles, and started wheeling him again to enter the inner courtyard.

At that place, there was still a newly-taken concubine waiting for him. 

Shen Qingxuan opened his eyes again, his expression returning to stillness. He did not know when his fingertips stopped shaking, but they were steadily resting to the side.

Everything returned to normal.

- 

Consummate the marriage? Yes, I will.

Shen Qingxuan thought to himself, But not right now.

Towards a woman who suddenly flew to the top branches of life, romance and attachment would only mislead her and let her think that she had actually become a phoenix and could do whatever she pleased. She would no longer fulfill the three obediences and four virtues and would even carry out a murder and a betrayal!

He must be indifferent to her first. Let her know that even if she was a woman who had served him since he was young, there would be zero exceptions. 

Only once he had been indifferent to her for long enough, until she understood that she was just a concubine that he was well with or without, would he give her a child and let her have a proper place. Then, she would obediently serve her husband and raise their child. And respect his legal wife.

Shen Qingxuan narrowed his eyes again, Should I or should I not take a legal wife? From his personal experience, to avoid familial ups and downs, one wife was more than enough for a man. Really even one concubine could be enough. As long as she could carry on the incense inheritance.

Else, once he has a legal wife, he really will not be able to go beyond propriety again.

Thinking of this, he sighed again. If only Yi Mo was a woman. He could immediately marry him as a legal wife, write him into the Shen family genealogy log, and leave him with no escape. Even if he died, and Yi Mo lived for another thousand or ten thousand years, he would still belong to the Shen family!

 -

Alas.

Shen Gongzi shook his head and laughed silently, feeling bitterly disappointed as well.

Unexpectedly, he had hard to ignore feelings of possessiveness towards Yi Mo. This was far more dreadful than sensual desire.

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oTL looking for an editor and/or co-tl, my editors also got wrecked by irl and my job is taking a lot out of me so i can’t tl at a steady pace and editing takes me foreverrrrrrrr so...if you’re interest pls dm me on twitter

i’m ded o-(-( ch 17 in progress but no fixed date rn since i have a big deadline coming up irl, thanks for your patience everyone! i’m sad the quality has gone down too TAT trying my best!