#i think I dropped em bc they just seemed hard to use

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bro should i bring back the hy/hym neos theyr still very me I think . or actually use hy/hym/hyr/hyrs bc im a fraction more girlvibes now

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The Fella Part 10 (James Maguire X Quinn!Reader)

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Summary: A family occasion takes a turn for a worse when Mary tells her aunt Bridie to drop dead, which she takes seriously. At her wake, Michelle has the bright idea to bring laced scones, which are taken and distributed among the guests.

A/N: credits to @crumpets-are-better-with-jam for writing out the script of the episode for me :)) btw just a warning, it gets a bit heated a little towards the end, but not too much i think. Also talks of drugs bc duh

***

It was becoming a bit difficult to keep up with who knew about Y/n and James’ relationship and who didn’t. Y/n’s sister Erin knew that she fancied James, but wasn’t updated on the fact that they had been dating for over three months now. Clare knew that the pair were going out after catching them kissing at the Take That concert a few weeks ago. But the rest of the group and the teens’ families were none the wiser.

Except for Y/n’s father, Gerry.

One night, everyone was hanging around the Quinn household. There were movies, loads of chatting, and some dinner. But with so many people in the house, it was hard to have even a moment alone with James. So, while everyone argued over what to put on next, Y/n snuck out to the front room, boyfriend close behind.

“I thought we weren’t gonna try to keep things a secret,” James said as he leaned against the wall, Y/n tucked into his side and holding his hand.

“I know Jamie. But with situations like this, I think it’s better to sneak away. I mean, imagine the shock that would come to Mammy, Granda, or Michelle if any of ’em found out.”

“Yeah…” James sighed, realizing Y/n was right.

“Now imagine if all three of them found out at the same time.” Y/n laughed at the idea while James’ eyes widened in horror. “Besides, wanting a moment to ourselves isn’t all bad, right?” She asked, looking up at the boy.

“Right.” He mirrored her soft smile before leaning down to catch her lips in a kiss that was eagerly returned. 

So eager that the two didn’t hear the door open.

“You’re lucky it’s me catching you two instead of your mother,” Gerry spoke, startling Y/n and James, who jumped apart. He felt a bit awkward catching his daughter kissing her boyfriend, but he didn’t look too surprised that she had a boyfriend in the first place.

“Da, I can explain.” Y/n tried to go on, but Gerry held up a hand, signaling her to stop.

“I already know.” He said with a smile, hands clasping behind his back. “About you two. Never would’ve if they didn’t decide to film that concert you girls went to.” That new information mortified Y/n and James. But they didn’t have time to fully react, because Gerry continued. “I think the three of us should have a little chat.”

***

The conversation wasn’t as bad as Y/n thought it would’ve been. Gerry was clearly happy and okay with the relationship, just wanting to make sure that they weren’t doing anything too serious. That topic might’ve been the most embarrassing part of the interaction for Y/n.

James, on the other hand, seemed scared shitless the entire time. But Y/n suspected that her father wasn’t so hard on him because of how he was treated by his father-in-law. He probably didn’t want to create some kind of a cycle. Plus, Gerry was pretty fond of James, even before he learned about him and his daughter being an item.

The entire talk played on a loop in Y/n’s head as she sat in church with the rest of her family, waiting for their relative’s wedding to start. Soon enough, the familiar tune of ‘Here Comes The Bride’ started to play, and everyone in the room stood.

“Where do you reckon Aunt Sarah is?” Y/n asked her sister Erin, noticing that a family member was missing from their pew. But her question was soon answered when Sarah entered the room and started walking down the aisle, dressed in white. “Good God.” 

Gasps and murmurs filled the room as Sarah went to stand with her family in the pew, revealing a horrified bride and her father behind her.

“Jesus, but that taxi took forever, so it did.” Sarah sighed. The bride-to-be looked at Sarah, absolutely appalled as she passed by. “Ach, isn’t she gorgeous?”

Mary rolled her eyes and looked up towards the sky as she took a deep breath.

“Give me strength…” She muttered.

***

Y/n was a bit surprised that the Quinn family, mainly her aunt Sarah, was still invited to the reception. But that didn’t stop her from trying to have a good time. She, her sister, and her cousin drank and danced around as they waited for their friends to arrive.

Soon enough, Erin spotted their friends, nudging her sister and cousin to gain their attention. They quickly ran to the venue entrance to meet with the other girls and James.

“Muthafuckas!” Michelle yelled in greetings, arms spread out and grin wide. 

“How’s it been?” Clare asked with a smile.

The sisters and Orla all had different responses, but had the same reaction when Mary snuck up behind the three of them.

“Girls!” The shout startled them, and everyone whipped around to look at her.

“Jesus, Mammy,” Y/n muttered.

“I said you could invite one friend to the reception. One!”

“Mammy, they don’t come separately,” Erin said, rolling her eyes. She thought her mother would’ve learned this after years of friendship.

“We’re like one big set,” Y/n said, gesturing to the group of teenagers.

“Aye, we’re pack animals, Mary,” Michelle said. Mary was about to say something, possibly tell them to leave or further reprimand them, when James spoke.

“I love your hat, Mrs. Quinn.” He said with a smile, eyeing the accessory. Mary smiled, and the girls were surprised to see that her slightly sour mood had seemed to disappear.

“Thanks, son.” She said, giving him a nod before looking at the whole group, a bit more serious. “No wild carry-on. Do you hear me? We’re in enough bother as it is. Best behavior.”

“Completely.” Clare nodded, taking the commands to heart.

“You’ll have no trouble from us, Mary,” Michelle said with an innocent smile, which should be worrying. Mary walked off, and Michelle turned back to the group once she was out of earshot. “Okay, girls, who wants to do drugs?” Y/n snorted at the complete 180, but Michelle was completely serious.

The girls, mainly Michelle and Erin, like always, had a back and forth about the drugs and someone named Macca and so on. Y/n used this moment to turn to James, almost glued to his side at the back of the group as they all walked around the reception party.

“Trying to butter up Mammy, are you?” She asked teasingly, thinking about how James’ little comment completely changed her mother’s sour demeanor.

James laughed a little, throwing his head back, and Y/n couldn’t help but smile stupidly at the boy. He shrugged.

“Well, I figured I might as well start now to try to get on her good side. It’s only a matter of time, I think.” Y/n nodded in agreement.

“We could tell them.” She suggested after a small moment of silence. James perked up, both surprised and delighted by the notion. “I mean, like you said, it’s only a matter of time. And they’d probably prefer hearing it from us over walking in on us doing something.”

James’ cheeks reddened at the sentence. He blinked a few times, his mind clearly drifting off to some kind of thought.

“And by something… you mean like-” Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and music started blasting through the speakers. Y/n lit up in excitement along with the rest of the room, while James looked a bit confused at the commotion that started to happen.

“‘Rock the Boat’! It’s ‘Rock the Boat!” Clare squealed as she recognized the song.

“Happy fuckin’ days!” Michelle said, and the girls ran to the dance floor. Y/n was dragging James behind her, who seemed slightly alarmed by everyone’s intense enthusiasm. 

Everyone sat on the floor in long, giant rows, fighting for space. The girls were able to push their way to the front, synchronously dancing with the rest of the party people. There, the girls continued their drug conversation, with Y/n and James now joining in.

“Look, Michelle,” Clare said to the girl behind her. “Drugs are illegal, drugs are addictive, and perhaps most importantly, in this country, you can lose your kneecaps if you’re caught doing them. And I like my kneecaps, Michelle; they suit my knees.”

“You do have crackin’ kneecaps, Clare.” Orla smiled at the girl, having to leave to the side and turn her head to look at the blonde.

“Is that true?” James asked, lips close to Y/n’s ear.

“What?” Y/n turned around, almost startled by how James was to her face. “Clare’s kneecaps?”

“No. I mean losing your kneecaps.”

“Oh. Clare’s a bit dramatic, Jamie.” The girl turned back around to face ahead. “But she’s a bit right, I think.”

“What?!”

Before any conversations could continue, a dull but loud thud was heard from a corner of the room. Everyone looked to see Aunt Bridie lying on the floor, with the Quinn family looking at Mary in shock.

***

The next few days felt tense at the Quinn household. It was mainly the teenagers being fearful of Mary, because they believed that she was the reason for her Aunt Bridie’s sudden death and didn’t want to be her next victim. The house had never been so clean and tidy.

“I just cannot believe it.” Mary’s tone was almost flat as she stared off into space, clutching her teacup and rarely ever sipping it.

“Listen, Mary,” Sarah said, sitting in the chair beside her. “No matter what you’ve done, you’re still my sister. I’ll stand by you.”

“I haven’t done anything, Sarah.”

“Exactly, love. Everybody knows you didn’t mean to kill the old boot.” Grandpa Joe paused to take a sip of his coffee. “God rest her soul.”

“I didn’t kill her,” Mary responded, immediately tired of the assumption.

“You know what I mean, not kill.” Joe looked around as if he would find the word he was looking for on the wall. “Hex.”

“I didn’t hex her either, Da.” She said defensively. “It was just a very tragic-”

“My mother, she had the gift too, y’know.” Joe interrupted. “By God, that woman could make her enemies drop like flies.”

“Look, I don’t have any gift,” Mary said, letting go of her teacup to lay her hands flat on the table to show finality and seriousness. “There’s no dark forces at play here. I just said somethin’... unfortunate that happened to-”

“Cause her death?” Sarah asked.

“Coincide with her death.” Mary corrected.

Ah, yes. Mary telling her aunt Bridie to drop dead and then her actually doing it was just an unfortunate coincidence. Nothing more, nothing less.

Meanwhile, at the sink, Y/n dried the last dish that Erin washed and handed it to Orla to put away. The three girls had been working as quietly as possible, not wanting to disturb Mary. Erin was the first to speak, turning around slowly with a nervous tone.

“Right. Well, that’s the dishes done. Would you like another cup of tea, Mammy?”

As if remembering she even had a cup of tea, Mary looked down at the cup and took a quick sip.

“No, I’m fine.”

“I’ll just grab the Hoover n’give the stairs a bit of a going over.”

“Aye, and I can sweep the hall and such,” Y/n added, trying to remember the last place she had seen the broom. 

“And I’ll maybe do a bit of dusting,” Orla said.

Mary raised an eyebrow, suspicion of the girls pulling her out of her dazed and solemn mood.

“What’s gotten into you all?” She asked. “What’re you up to? What’s going on?”

“Nothin’!” Erin answered, still seeming a bit scared. “We just thought that we should pull our weight a bit more, Mammy.”

“You do so much for us, Aunt Mary.”

“Aye, Mammy, you deserve a bit of a break.”

“I can’t hex people, girls,” Mary said frustratedly. “It was an accident.”

As if on cue, Gerry waltzed into the kitchen and smiled at his wife. He placed a hand on her shoulder as part of a greeting.

“So, how’s the Wicked Witch of the North West?” The question seemed so loving and innocent. Y/n would’ve laughed if Mary hadn’t seemed like she was actually about to murder someone.

“Who put fifty p in the eedgit?” Joe asked, glaring at Gerry. Gerry looked at him confused, wondering what he had done this time.

Mary groaned, dropping her head into her hands.

“God, how am I going to go to this wake?”

“It’ll be grand, love,” Joe said. “But listen, say if things do get heated, try not to rise to it. The last thing we want is another dead body on our hands here.”

Mary stared up at Joe with a blank expression.

“I’ll do my best, Da.”

***

Later that evening, the Quinns and McCools arrived at the wake. Everyone seemed a bit surprised and startled to see Mary, clearly believing the rumors that she had been her Aunt Bridie’s undoing. After a slightly awkward encounter with Eamon, Bridie’s son, the girls escaped everyone by going upstairs to the room that held Bridie herself.

“She really suits bein’ dead, doesn’t she?” Orla said after a good moment of solemn silence, staring down at the woman.

“What?” Erin seemed disturbed by what her cousin had said, but Y/n nodded.

“No, yeah, I agree. I like her better like this.”

“Y/n, she’s dead.”

“Oh, so you’re saying you liked her better living?”

Before Erin could answer, the door to the room opened. The girls turned to see Clare peeking her head through.

“Can we come in?” She asked in a whisper.

“Why are you whispering, Clare?” Y/n asked, tilting her head in confusion. Clare paused, thinking it over.

“I don’t know.”

The rest of the group crowded around Bridie’s casket. Michelle and Clare walked to the end by her feet, and James decided to stand behind Y/n. He rested a hand gently on her shoulder, as if to comfort her, and she raised a hand of her own to lay on his, as if to thank him.

“Thanks for comin’, guys.” Erin sighed, seeming slightly distressed now. “It’s nice to have a bit of support in this very difficult time.” Everyone seemed very confused by the statement. 

“You thought she was a dick,” Michelle said.

“I never said that.”

“You did, Erin,” Orla said.

“I’m pretty sure we all thought she was a dick, but you were the vocal one about it,” Y/n added.

“Aye, I’ve definitely heard you say it,” Clare said.

“Okay, can I just check something?” James asked, clearly focused on something else. The girls looked at him, waiting for him to continue. “Everybody else can see the dead body, right?”

Everyone took a glance at the body in question, trying to figure out what the problem was.

“It’s just Bridie, Jamie,” Y/n said.

“It’s Bridie’s corpse.” The boy corrected. “It’s Bridie’s dead corpse.”

“It’s her wake. What were you expectin’?” Michelle asked, rolling her eyes.

“Haven’t you ever seen a dead body before?” Erin asked.

“Of course not!” James nearly yelled, shocked that Erin would even ask such a question. Michelle scoffed.

“Christ, but the English are weird.”

Orla leaned down close to Bridie, taking her face in her hands and looking up at James. She had that childlike but absentminded wonder in her eyes and smile that she always had.

“You can touch her if you want.”

James flinched, moving his hands to Y/n’s hips as he took a slight step back. As he moved back, he maneuvered Y/n to act as a shield between him and the dead body and Orla. James looked at Orla in disgusted shock.

“Why the hell would I want to touch her?” Y/n snorted at James’ suddenly high-pitched voice.

“It’s nice.” Orla smiled brightly.

“Stop it.”

“It’s just a dead body, James,” Clare said in a comforting tone, trying to get him to calm down. “We’re all gonna be one someday.”

“Oh, thanks for that, Clare!” Horrified, James brought Y/n closer until her back was pressed against his front. It was as if everyone else was some sort of strange or bad energy that could only be warded off by Y/n, and she was happy to go along with it. “Yeah, that’s helped!”

“It’s okay, Jamie,” Y/n said, patting one of the hands gripping her hips. James relaxed just a bit, but was still weary because of how weird this whole situation was to him. “Calm yourself.”

“It really makes you think, doesn’t it?” Michelle said solemnly, staring at Bridie for a second before looking at the girls. “Death.” She sighed dramatically, and everyone immediately wondered what she was up to this time. “It just… just makes you wanna… do everythin’ and just… try everythin’.”

“What’s going on, Michelle?” Clare asked, looking at her suspiciously.

“Yeah, what are you on about?” Y/n eyed the girl with a raised brow. Michelle suddenly seemed excited, a stark contrast to her fake grimness.

“Do you wanna see something’ class?” Michelle then threw her purse, which was, for some reason, big and bulky, onto Bridie’s feet. Someone would’ve reprimanded her for disrespecting the deceased by using Bridie as a table, but they were too busy watching her pull a big Tupperware out of her purse. “Prepare yourself, girls.” She then popped the lid off to show what was inside. She looked at her friends excitedly.

“Scones?” Erin asked, clearly unimpressed.

“That’s right.”

“What’s so class about scones?”

“Scones are lovely.” Orla countered, seeming a bit offended by Erin’s uninterest.

“Aye, I like scones.” Clare nodded.

“No, these aren’t any old scones, girls.” Michelle insisted, shaking her head. “These are funny scones.”

“Funny’s the right word, alright,” Y/n said, reaching for one of the scones in the bin to look at it. As she dropped it back in with the rest, she looked at Michelle with a tilt of her head. “What’s so special about ’em?”

“They’re drug scones!” Clare squeaked, pointing urgently at the food. “She’s put the drugs in the scones!”

“Too fuckin’ right, I have,” Michelle said with a grin. “I wanted to do brownies, but this was the only recipe my ma had, so…”

“I don’t think it’s that hard to find a brownie recipe, Michelle,” Y/n said. 

“I’m not goin’ out of my way to find a brownie recipe, Y/n.”

“We talked about this, Michelle. We agreed.” Clare said, bringing the conversation back to the drugs.

“No, we didn’t,” Michelle argued. “Anyway, drugs aren’t illegal when you put them into food. Everybody knows that.”

“I’m not so sure about that, Michelle,” Y/n said.

“Is that right?” James asked sarcastically, almost glaring with bewilderment at his cousin. “I’m not sure that’s right.”

Just then, the door opened, and everybody froze. An old woman walked in, and the girls quickly recognized her as one of the caterers for the wake.

“Any cups up here?” She asked, walking towards them while looking around. She spotted the tub, and before anyone could stop her, she reached out and grabbed it. “I’ll take that.” The woman said simply before leaving the room.

Everyone stared at where the scones had once been, panic running through them all.

“What the fuck just happened?” Michelle asked the room. Y/n looked at the girl with wide eyes.

“I believe a caterer just took your funny fuckin’ scones to give out at our great Aunt Bridie’s wake, Michelle.”

After another moment of feeling frozen, everyone went downstairs as fast as possible without drawing attention. Defeated and not knowing what to do, the girls sat down on the steps. As they settled, they watched Joe pass by with one of the scones in hand.

“What are we gonna do?” Clare asked frantically.

“It’s fine,” Michelle said shortly. But everyone could tell she was just as panicked as the rest.

“It’s definitely not fine!” Clare hissed. “There’s drug scones down there. People’ll eat the drug scones, then we’ve drugged those people, Michelle.”

“Our granda included.” Y/n butted in, resting her chin on the top of James’ head, who was sitting on one of the steps just below her. “Lord knows what’ll happen to him.”

“So?” Michelle said, clearly worried but trying to seem aloof. “Drugging people isn’t a crime.”

“You’ve a very loose grasp of the law, Michelle,” James said, rubbing at his eyes in disbelief and exhaustion.

“What kind of person brings hash scones to a wake?” Erin asked with a scowl. Michelle scoffed.

“Typical.” She said. “I try to do a nice thing, and this is the thanks I get.”

“A nice thing?” Y/n repeated in disbelief, turning back to look at Michelle. “Oh yeah, how nice. Let’s all get hopped up illegally at a wake. Oh, wait. We can’t, because someone took your stupid scones!”

“It’s terrible,” Clare added, sounding as panicked and scared as usual. “There’s old people down there; what if an old person takes one?”

“Why does everyone get so sentimental about old people?” Michelle asked. “Old people are arseholes.” 

“We’ve got to get ’em back, girls,” Erin said, starting to get scared of the thought of any of her family having a funny scone.

“Look, I’m not disagreeing with you. I bought that stuff so I could get high, not your great Uncle Colm.”

“Oh Christ, I didn’t even think about that,” Y/n muttered. Colm was already a character to begin with; him being high as balls would probably turn him either more boring or unmanageable. Y/n stood up and faced the girls. “Here’s the plan. I’ll head to the kitchen to grab whatever’s left. The rest of you go and find the ones that people have taken and pray that they haven’t taken a bite yet.”

“And remember, girls,” Erin said, standing up with her sister. “Be subtle.” Everyone nodded and split up to do their tasks.

Y/n went to the kitchen and quietly crept to the swinging door. She took a quick look, saw that the few people inside were occupied with different things, and carefully walked in. She was surprised to see her father ranting about cross-contamination and using different bowls. Y/n wondered if he had been roped into helping in the kitchen, but whether he was forced or had volunteered, she smiled at the sight of his sudden passion.

Y/n spotted the scones, about half the amount from the last time she saw them, now plated on a serving platter. While reaching for the plate, the door opened behind her.

“Now listen here, you.” Y/n flinched and turned around quickly, recognizing the voice to be her granda Joe. But he wasn’t looking at her. As usual, he directed his pointed look to Gerry, who looked at his father-in-law, both confused and annoyed.

“Yes, Joe?”

“I just wanna say…” Joe trailed off, getting closer to Gerry and putting a hand on his shoulder. Gerry and Y/n looked at the old man in bewilderment when he laughed. “I think you’re doing a fine job.” Then he patted Gerry’s cheek before turning around and walking out of the kitchen. “Keep up the good work.”

Gerry and Y/n turned their shocked stares to each other once Joe was out of the room. The only thing that broke their eye contact was a timer going off, which somehow snapped Gerry back into his working mode. Using the opportunity of her dad’s distractedness, Y/n swiped the platter and walked out.

The girl soon realized that she and her friends never agreed on a place to meet after retrieving the scones. But not wanting anyone to see her wander around with a platter of scones, she snuck back upstairs, where she was surprised to see James slowly wandering the hallway.

“Hey,” Y/n said with relief, glad it was him instead of a stranger. Or worse, her mother.

“Hey.” He smiled at her, holding up a scone as he walked closer to her. “Found your uncle Colm with this.” He sat the scone on top of the others.

“Thank God you got it before he took a bite.” Y/n laughed lightly, James joining in. “Were you just waiting for someone to come up?”

“Yeah, I thought being up here would be better than wandering around where everyone else was.”

“Smart.” Y/n nodded once, looking around the empty hall. “What do you suppose we do about all of these?”

The two thought for a moment, racking their brains for an idea. James suddenly snapped his fingers.

“Remember when you snuck over to mine that one night, and we watched Goodfellas?”

“Aye, Ray Liotta was a dream, wasn’t he?”

“Sure.” James rolled his eyes at the comment. “But do you remember how Karen got rid of the drugs?”

Y/n took a quick second to think about whether or not she did, in fact, remember. The most memorable things of the night she snuck over to James’ were Ray Liotta, the snacks James had snuck up to his room, and kissing each other to keep loud talking or laughs from gaining the attention of the rest of the household.

“You think it’ll work?” Y/n asked once she remembered what James was talking about. “I mean, these are scones.”

“What other options do we have?” James asked. And to be honest, Y/n couldn’t think of any.

The sound of a knob turning startled the two teens. They scrambled to hide the stolen platter of scones behind them just before the bathroom door a bit down the hall opened up. A middle-aged woman that Y/n barely recognized walked out, and Y/n and James smiled politely at her as she passed.

Once she was down the stairs, James and Y/n ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind them.

“Let’s just wait for the others here,” Y/n said, balancing the platter on the sink so she wouldn’t have to hold it any longer. “So… what d’ya wanna do?”

It took a few seconds of silence before Y/n and James rushed at each other, quickly becoming a mess of tangled limbs and clashing lips. The couple rarely had time alone for things like this, the heat of the moment always being ignored because of the fear of being caught. But with a locked door, a few minutes of making out couldn’t do much harm.

Y/n’s hands buried themselves into James’ curls, tugging at them as he backed her into the wall next to the door. A hand cupped the back of her neck while the other stayed gripped on her waist, keeping her in place. Not that she’d want to leave.

James’ lips strayed away from Y/n’s, leaving featherlight kisses across her cheek and jaw before settling on her neck. The hand on Y/n’s neck pulled back her hair, giving James the access he needed to nip and suck lightly at the sensitive skin just below Y/n’s ear.

“Are you marking me?” She asked, breath hitching. She wasn’t opposing the matter, far from it, really. But she was a bit surprised to have this kind of behavior coming from James.

“Just a bit.” He replied breathlessly, kissing the slightly sore spot before returning to Y/n’s lips. “For a bit of fun, y’know?” Y/n giggled. She was lucky that she could probably hide the soon-to-be mark by keeping her hair down.

“Sure, just a bit of fun.” She replied, pecking James’ lips a few times.

The two were able to get themselves straightened out just before the rest of the girls found them. They closed the door behind them, and James caught them all up on the plan.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Michelle sighed as she and the rest of the group broke apart the scones and dropped the crumbled bits into the toilet. “It’s fuckin’ heartbreaking.”

“Believe me, Michelle, it’s better this way,” Y/n said, grabbing another laced scone. “Granda’s had one, and now he’s acting, like, really fuckin’ weird.”

“You’re being paranoid.”

“He was nice to Daddy.” The group made noises of shock and disbelief. “Exactly. And if Mammy starts asking questions…”

“You’re Ma won’t trace it back to us.”

“Are you serious?” Erin asked Michelle. “She traces everything back to us. She traces things we haven’t even done back to us!”

“Are you sure this’ll work?” Clare asked James.

“This is how you get rid of drugs, Clare.” He said confidently, as if this wasn’t the first time he’s had to do this. “I’ve seen Goodfellas, like, twenty times.”

“Aye, good movie,” Y/n commented as she brushed her hands on her jeans to get rid of the crumbs that stuck to her nervously sweaty palms. 

“That’s not the only way.” Orla countered. “I watched this film once about this girl who was tryin’ to hide drugs, and what she did was she shoved them right up her—”

“I’m not sticking a scone up my hole, Orla.” Michelle hissed. Orla shrugged, raising her hands in defense.

Once everyone was done breaking down the scones, Clare sighed, seeming as nervous and panicked as always.

“Okay, I’m gonna flush.” She did so, and everyone watched as not much happened. “Is it working?”

“‘Course it’s working,” James said, still sure of his plan.

But then the water started to rise, and everyone started to panic.

“Jesus Christ!” Erin yelped in a high-pitched voice. “Why is the water rising, James?”

“I don’t know! The water didn’t rise in Goodfellas!”

“We’ve clogged it.”

“Who has a plunger?” Orla asked, seeming to be the most calm of the group.

“I’m afraid I left the house without me plunger tonight, Orla,” Erin replied, clearly sarcastic. 

“Aye, me too,” Orla replied seriously. “Nightmare, so it is.”

The toilet started flooding faster, and the girls scrambled around in a panic. Scone water was beginning to spill onto the floor, and everyone had to stop themselves from gagging as they tried to find a way to clean it up. This situation couldn’t possibly get any worse.

“Dear God…” Everyone whipped around to see the adults of the Quinn and McCool families, plus Bridie’s son, Eamon. Erin laughed nervously, deciding to be the one to find an excuse.

“It looks worse than it is.” Was all she said, which really wasn’t much of an excuse.

“My mother was right about you people,” Eamon said, horrified and angry. “Wild animals have more manners.”

“We didn’t have a plunger, Eamon!” Orla shouted.

“Get out!” He yelled. “Get out!”

The teens did so gladly, running out of the bathroom and out of the house. They gathered on the front lawn, and they couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the evening. But they still feared what would happen when Mary walked out.

“The night wasn’t all that bad, I think,” James said quietly, only Y/n being able to hear him. She looked up at him curiously.

“How so?”

Instead of speaking, he raised his hand to cup her neck, gently tapping where he had bruised her. She gasped, pushing his hand away before the two of them fell into laughter, not caring about the confused looks their friends gave them.

“I’ll see you Monday, then?” He asked when they had calmed down a bit. Y/n caught a glimpse of her mother leaving the house before she answered.

“If I live that long.”

~~~

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[elsweetheart]

More of coworker!Ellie please! I am a waitress and costumers can be so rude sometimes… that one you just posted literally made me cry, wishing I had an Ellie to defend me and cheer me up :(

If you don’t want to it’s fine tho, don’t worry <3

nooo don’t cry!!!!!!!! i used to be a waitress n i know the struggles trust me !!! (lovingly throws these coworker!ellie hcs your way)

• so you’re a waitress, and ellie is a host and occasionally a bartender. those are her paid jobs. however, she ends up somehow being a security guard every single time a rude customer shows up. okay, maybe just your own personal security guard.

• the other waitresses can handle their business, and of course you can too — but she can see how frightened and upset you get every time a customer raises their voice at you and she cannot just stand there. instantly, she’s sliding infront of your body with a glare, flagging down security with her free hand. “out. this isn’t the kinda place you can direspect the waitresses, so respectfully— uh, bye.” she nods to the exit.

• she wants to tell them to get the fuck out. wants to tell them that if they ever raise their voice at you again it’ll be the last time they ever speak. but, she likes her job. she likes being able to keep an eye on you and protect you.

• if it’s not clear, she’s like — in love with you.

• always getting distracted by how pretty you look flouncing around, smiling at your usuals. she even thinks you look adorable when the place gets busy and you get that little stressed pout on your face, running back and fourth to the kitchen with your little notepad.

• purposely takes her breaks at the same time as you so the two of you can hang out, gossiping about customers (and your other coworkers tbh cos working at a restaurant there’s always gonna be drama.)

• like i mentioned before, always bringing u to the back room when she sees u get upset because of a customer / your mean boss and calms u down. “hey, hey, hey. eyes on me, babe. you’re doing good out there, okay? i know it’s hard. you’re doing so good. don’t let ‘em see you cry, yeah? those assholes don’t deserve to know that they got to you.” whilst she’s holding your face keeping ur big teary eyes on hers :(

• she knows ur rota off by heart bc she schedules to work on all the days u do 🤭 and if u don’t show up to ur shift or take a sick day or something she’s instantly texting u like ‘Where are you????’ and she’s just like ughhhhh bc working shifts without u is soooo long and boring !!!!

• always dropping by u and making u laugh if she can see u getting a little stressed. you’d be wiping up a table and she’d just walk behind you and quietly go “hey. table 53 looks like mr incredible. bye.” and walk away leaving u giggling 😭

• if it’s busy, and hard to get around eachother around the restaurant floor, she’ll do that thing where she has to get past behind u and will put her hands on your hips / waist and basically press herself against u like “‘scuse me.” in her low drawl and she doesn’t know what she’s doing when she does it, she’s just used to doing it to make sure u don’t back into her but it always makes ur heart beat reaaal fast :))))

• loads of ur co workers already think you’re dating, or secretly dating, or whatever. they see right through the whole ‘just friends’ thing, constantly trying to encourage the other one to ask eachother out !!!!!

• doing a closing shift with her on a pretty empty night, her shift ended a few hours ago but she stays with u, sitting at a table as u chat to her, sweeping up around u and occasionally tending to the few random lone tables of people having a late night meal. she loves to just sit n watch u :(

• sometimes she even offers to drive u to work / pick u up. “ellie are you sure? that seems like a lot of effort…”

“nah, don’t even worry ‘bout it. it’s on the way, so i might aswell, ya know?”

• it’s definitely not on the way during her route, but she’ll take the extra ten minute detour anyday just to see you smiling n looking pretty in her passenger seat <333

[justsomerandomplanet]

Hello! I just wanted to say I absolutely adore all of your art and thank you for all the ancient ones/Heian era content (especially Kenjaku 👀...) I would absolutely love to hear all of your drabbles about it! I have my own stuff too about them but I live for any JJK Heian era stuff lol.

Anyway, mostly wanted to drop by and say thank you for showing us your amazing art ❤️ I look at it every day, it makes me so happy!

Helloooo,

Thank you so much for your kind words!! I'm happy that you enjoy my silly self indulgent art hehe

As for my thoughts on em, I'll put them underneath here so the post doesn't appear too long on the dashboard ^-^

(I'll mostly just share my thoughts on the character dynamics bc I'm not knowledgeable about the actual history of the Heian Era)

Tengen & Kenjaku

Oh where do I even begin!!!

I genuinely believe the two of them are the reason the jujutsu system is the way it is in modern times (more so the former than the latter especially). Although we don't actually know much about what the two were like previously, the implications on their dynamic is so delicious.

For one, I definitely see that they care(d) about each other. The fact Tengen was still aware that Kenjaku was alive and yet still did nothing even though they had prevuously tried to sabotage the merging raises a lot of eyebrows...like why would you let a criminal in the jujutsu history go??? I understand that Tengen's whole thing is that she doesn't interact with the real world anymore, but she can definitely communicate with the other sorcerers to do her bidding when necessary (e.g. telling the sorcerers to let Riko enjoy her youth before the merging while protecting her). On the other hand, Kenjaku always seems to seek out Tengen. Calling her an old friend, always trying to bring her in a conversation, insulting her as if they could get a reaction out of her...oh there's definitely something here that can be explored.

I do believe they had a falling out and that falling out is the reason things have become this way. Tengen's innaction as a way to maintain the status quo (traditions) and Kenjaku's curiosity as a drive to break that status quo (innovation) has led us here. And I do believe Sukuna and Yuuji reflect that too, but that'll be for a different time to ramble on.

Tengen & Immortality

To me, Tengen can feel paradoxical/hypocritical sometimes. She states she did not want to evolve into a higher being yet allows others to treat her like she is one, to protect her and also isolating herself. She often speaks in a way that presents humble but has an arrogance about herself as well (e.g. she is the best barrier user even tho she hasn't really been challenged on it for the past 500-ish years or the merging of star plasma vessels was necessary for the greater good-which is true-but also as a way to maintain herself). She said change in herself was inevitable and detached herself from the real world yet built a foundation in jujutsu that relied on her barriers and did not allow change for like a 1000 years.

Whether or not she meant these things intentionally is hard for me to say bc i don't think Tengen is malicious or means ill-will, but I do think in some way, Tengen is more afraid of change or even death than anyone else and has built a foundation to a society that relies on her existence, leading to a stagnation. I find that fitting that her CT is Immortality, it sorta reflects that don't you think? But like a star, sooner or later, change and death is inevitable.

Tengen, Sukuna, & Kenjaku

These guys had a history. What that history is idk but personally I do believe Sukuna is the youngest out of them. I like to think Sukuna was the pet project of Tengen and Kenjaku. Not necessarily that they're his parents or anything (tho that would be funny) but rather more like...a pupil or a dysfunctional found family dynamic. Sukuna already knows he was an unwanted child but that doesn't mean he didn't have any connections with people growing up. I do think Tengen and/or Kenjaku helped Sukuna in becoming who he is.

Plus, Tengen keeping Sukuna's mummiffied corpse (with the implication that she was the one to do it) and Kenjaku seemingly being the only one able to hold some level of control over Sukuna's head just tells me something is up with those three that screams a psychological power imbalance. Also also, if Tengen had the corpse but the fingers were scattered, when exactly did Kenjaku split his soul? (this is more of a musing more than an actual question. I just think it would be delicious if Tengen allowed Kenjaku to see Sukuna's dead body-which led to the cursed fingers albeit without her knowledge but shrug)

Kenjaku, Love, & Motherhood

Saving da best for last, oh Kenny! I did a lot of rambling on Tengen but tbf there's so very little stuff on her I have more thoughts to share, but Kenjaku is really my favourite character in all of jjk. They're so fascinating, their curiosity driving them but also spite (just like me fr)

No but in all seriousness, Kenjaku is such a fun but sad character. Clearly, whatever happened between them and Tengen led to where they are, which I find fascinating. I know they're doing things cause of curiosity, but sometimes it does feel like they're trying to prove something (namely to Tengen). The implications that they may have grown up lonely, was friends with Tengen but had a break up, and still talks about making friends...AUGHHH

This leading to the theme of motherhood is also great. What's a better way to build a connection and to create innovation than from your own blood. Yuuji may not have a "role" as Kenjaku told Choso, but I think that's the whole point. Maybe Yuuji was made to hold Sukuna or cursed objects, who knows, but Kenjaku purposely letting him develop himself, for better or worst, definitely feels right.

And in a way I do find it enjoyable Yuuji doesn't actually care enough about Kenjaku. Yes he's trying to stop Kenny but there isn't necessarily any personal stakes that he's aware of, and I find that enjoyable for the irony: Kenjaku being so invested in Yuuji yet he won't even see it. Kenjaku, who is clearly obsessed with motherhood, fetuses, and children, cannot even get the attention of their own child.

[keepyourpantsongohan]

Ayesha Liveblogs Given S1

I have no knowledge of this show aside from that it is a Boyband Romance Anime, but I love the little puppy they've introduced in the first scene, fingers crossed for a recurring role

[Dreaming of snapped guitar strings, staring up at a dark figure and cans scattered on the floor] Your Lie in April has really set a very strange precedent for musician romance anime, I hope for a different vibe. The haunting dreams do not bode well

I like the proportions of these characters, it feels very realistic

"Seriously, say something, would you?! Use your damn words! You're creepy as hell! And your strings are rusty, that's why one of 'em broke! Fix it already!" 1) I gather by this unsolicited rant that Uenoyama and Sulky Redhead are love interests, and 2) Is that the voice of Megumi Fushiguro, Boy Kisser?

It IS the voice of Megumi Fushiguro, Boy Kisser!!!! Criticizing someone's guitar maintenance but then immediately dropping everything to fix it bc they look sweet and sad is SO Megumi. [Todo voice] I know what you are

"I had no idea that I was strumming hard on his heartstrings with my own fingers." Surely there was a better way to say this, Uenoyama?

Also, he makes it seem like the other guy fell first, when it appears to me that Uenoyama is stressing BECAUSE he thinks the other guy is cute

HAHAHA not Uenoyama listening to the Artistic Monkeys

JKHGKJH I wondered why Uenoyama first sat down, I guess it's because this stairwell is where he naps. Terrible choice, both uncomfortable and in the way

"You carry a guitar around knowing nothing about it?" A fair point

HAHAHA the way that Kaji and Haruki immediately want to show off and play a song for Sato. Accurate band vibes

"Teach me guitar... please." "Would you knock that off? I've never taught anyone. I don't even know how to teach." Gkjhgkjgh the way Sato keeps ignoring Uenoyama's very reasonable concerns and suggestions and insists he should be his teacher

[Saves Sato from gettins sideswiped] "You need to watch behind you." "But I can't see behind me."I think perhaps Sato has a condition of the mind

I love Yayoi, because this is exactly how I am lounging at home:

"I haven't been over there [to the stairwell] since yesterday. Because I had a feeling I'd break if he asked me again." LOL Uenoyama said: I never claimed to be a strongwilled man

"Was it... actually showing on my face?" Iknowwhatyouare.jpg

HAHAHAH Uenoyama worried about Sato not showing up in the stairwell (that Uenoyama had purposely been avoiding!!) but it's because Sato was holding hands with Uenoyama's bassist while waiting for him in the music studio

"Didn't you... go to the light music club?" "I did. But you were cooler, Uenoyama." AWWWW Sato

"We're gonna go for a smoke." I gather that Kaji and Haruki are a bit older than Uenoyama?

They did shortly elaborate that Haruki is in grad school and Kaji is a second year in university/college. I agree with Sato, it is impressive that Uenoyama is at the same level given they've had more time to learn!

"I want to play the first [chord] you played for me." Now this is a trope I've heard MANY times LOL. And somehow they always remember which chord that is

"He might've seemed bratty just because, y'know, he's going through puberty." LMAO real, Kaji

Ggkjghkjghg the realness of the fact to be a musician you need to have tons of disposable income. 10/10 accuracy

They've already mentioned Kaji going out with Yayoi, but with the hair tugging and the "When did you do all that?" "You wanted to see?" with Haruki, I feel like Kaji is perhaps a bisexual king

"Because I don't want to hurl from seeing some high school cover band play basic-ass J-Pop songs." Hahaha, you're a pretentious little prick, aren't you, Uenoyama?

"I'm not sure... But I had fun." [Blushes] "I see." Tee hee

"Why are you guys so buddy-buddy?" Uenoyama's friends have clocked his peculiar dynamic with Sato LOL

"Well, neither of you are exactly sociable. You're in different classes and have different personalities. All the girls have been wondering what's up too." "They're actually wondering?" "Yup, I mean Sato-kun's pretty hot, y'know? He has a lot of secret fans, but he seems so unapproachable." They are the Toya and Yuki of their school, admired widely and having their own Intimate Rituals for Touching the Skin of Other Men LOL

"No, I don't have a dad." "Huh? Oh, sorry. Uh, in that case... what kind of music do you like?" Uenoyama, King of Subtle Topic Changes

Uenoyama aftering haring Sato sing one (1) time: Oh no, I hope this doesn't awaken anything within me

"I'm not lonely. Even though I'll never see you again... Even though I still don't have any words... I'll take the thing you loved with me." Are we about to elaborate on Sato's tragic backstory and random expensive guitar?

This shot is definitely giving Bisexual Love Triangle for Kaji and Haruki and Yayoi, I love this for them:

[Haruki, internally] "Drop dead, you oblivious heartbreaker." OH????? I wasn't expecting confirmation so soon!! And from Haruki!! Tell me more

"He's the damn weirdo, here. You know Sato Mafuyu, right?" "Yeah, the guy from the class next door. I invited him to join our band." I also wasn't expecting Uenoyama to loop his Basketball friend into the music situation LOL

LOL @ Uenoyama being so upset at being rejected. Now the Chase this Guy to Be Involved in My Music Journey Vibe is on the other foot!!

"How do you keep getting a hold of Kaji-san, even though he dumped you—" HAHAH not Uenoyama seeking advice from a romantic dynamic for his Sato struggles. Telling, I think

HJKGHJGHGKJHG the Wikihow article he's consulting:

"When you were wondering why he declined, did you think to actually ask him why?" A piercing shot from Haruki LOL.

"You should probably hear him out. Music is all about communication." My favourite romance trope is when a friend (Haruki) asks the main character: Have you tried listening? And the main character is like: :o!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"There's no way Akihiko is two years younger than me..." Is that cause you have a crush on him, Haruki?

Also I love the consistency of Haruki calling everyone casually, either by first name like Akihiko and Mafuyu or by diminutive like calling Uenoyama "Uecchi"

"You just... fell off the face of the earth... Hey, wait a sec... What the hell? That thing on your back... Is that Yuki's guitar?" We've circled back to tragic backstory

Also, not the same Yuki I was referencing before lol. I was thinking of Cardcaptor Sakura's Yukito

So, I gather from the funeral shot that Yuki is extremely dead:

[Sato, internally] "Just like how everyone laughs and cries. I just... can't do it well." Oh, Sato's for sure got something. Do you think they're getting at him being autistic?

Sato running away until Uenoyama calls him by name (Mafuyu)!!!

"Are, are you crying?" asked Uenoyama, not knowing that that was a sensitive subject for Sato

"When you're in a band, you have to express yourself in front of people, right? People always tell me, I look like I'm not thinking about anything." I wasn't expecting the neurodivergence to be a plot point!

"You're not good at expressing yourself? The whole reason I invited you into our band, is because your song shook me to my core." It DID awaken something within Uenoyama! Reignited love of music, or attraction to men, or both, only time will tell

[Uenoyama, internally] "How could you say something like that with such a pained look on your face?" Ohhhhh Uenoyama understands how Sato emotes

"Ever since I met you, I'm pretty sure I've been a complete mess," thought Uenoyama, as Sato serenaded him in the street

What the fuck does Kaji make of this conversation LMAO

"I'll do it. I want to join your band." Yeehaw, here we go!

Do Ritsuka and Yayoi have parents? We haven't seen them once yet LOL

Fascinated by the College Love Triangle Subplot. It seems like Haruki is in love with Kaji, but I want them to elaborate!!

"It's like he went back to how he used to be." What happened to make Uenoyama lose his drive for music before? Just growing up?

Also Uenoyama's right, how is Yayoi so close to Kaji when they've supposedly broken up LOL?

"Looks like Sato-kun stole Uenoyama-kun from you..." LMAO not Uenoyama being more responsive to Sato's call from literally like 15 feet away than to Kasai who was literally poking him repeatedly while calling out right next to him

Oh ho ho, I think with Kasai prompting some jealousy for Sato, the romance factor might amp up (pun intended)

"That song in your head. I figured I might be able to turn into an actual song." "You remember it?" "Huh? Of course I do. I've heard it twice now." Uenoyama King of, If He Wanted To, He Would

Hee hee, I love music shopping date. What 2gether didn't have the budget for LMAO:

"Why are they always together?" "Huh?" "They're all over each other, day after day... Why are they hanging out after school, too? Why? Are they dating or something?" There's always one girl per gay romance show that goes, Hey, Men Having Friends is For Homosexuals. Which like, accurate for the duo, but not as a general rule

"Do you have finals around then?" "Uh..." [Camera pans, Uenoyama looks at Sato] [Sato shakes his head] "We're good." "You really don't give a crap about anything besides the band, do you?" HAHAHA a direct and accurate hit from Kaji

"Sorry, but can I come over tonight?" Wow, modelling drinking and not driving AND we get a Kaji-Haruki sleepover? I'm thrilled!

"Ever since I fell in love with Akihiko, it's been like my prayer for something to happen." VINDICATION!!!!!!!!!

"But that was also when I first encountered the child prodigy, Ritsuka Uenoyama." Omg, child prodigy? Go Uenoyama!

"That was the first time in my life I'd stared at another guy's face so intensely. The light hitting his eyes made them look even brighter, and the edges looked almost green." Haruki said: Move over Sato-Uenoyama slowburn, I fell hard and discovered by sexuality fast!!! Pack it up, gay people

IT'S NOT A LOVE TRIANGLE, IT'S A LOVE SQUARE, AND THERE'S ALREADY A MAN IN AKIHIKO (KAJI)'S BED!!! I LOVE THE COLLEGE ROMANCE SUBPLOT

"Wanna play some basketball?" "Are you sure?" Awww, Sato's making new friends!

"So he can smile!" said Uenoyama, as if Sato had not smiled at him numerous times already

LOL @ Haruki trying to discuss band logistics while all three other band members are focused too much on the barbecue. Accurate young men representation, based on my experiences at all-you-can-eat restaurants

This is an insane choice of where to sleep if Akihiko (Kaji) is dating someone else???? EXPLAIN THE MAN

The puppy is making a return appearance!! (Aside from the end credits, which are entirely puppy.) Woo!

"I wonder... if Sato-kun likes you." "I mean, I don't think he hates me." Kasai's initial gay accusation going right over Uenoyama's head

"Sato-kun was dating another boy from his middle school. On top of that, the guy... suddenly killed himself last year. There are rumours that Sato-kun was part of the reason he killed himself." 1) Insane way to bring this up, Uenoyama is currently Sato's best friend and 2) Did you consider, Kasai, that gay teens are at high risk of suicide not usually because of their boyfriends, but because of the lack of support and hostility from people around them?

Also the terrible revelation at why this episode is called The Reason. I'm having a bad time at this juncture

"What the hell is this weird feeling twisting in my stomach?" 50-50 on whether Uenoyama thinks it's jealousy or homophobia

"That's Yuki's guitar, right?" "His mom asked me to take it. "I guess you guys basically had both your parents' approval." Ohhhhh Mafuyu

[Mafuyu, relieved] "You are here to criticize me, then." Oh, what a fucked up and weird dynamic between Sato and Hiiragi

"Of course I'll worry. How can I help it? We've all been friends since we were little." This Yuki backstory continues to unfold

"I know it's not really fair of me, but I haven't breathed a word of what I heard that day to anyone." If anything, it would be more unfair if Uenoyama DID say anything about it

"What is that feeling, anyway? Part of me wants to run away when I hear it. Though part of me also really likes it." I'd wager that's a personal problem, Uenoyama

Akihiko said, laughing: Ah, Gay Music Anger, we've all been there

"I believe in you, son." "Are you his boss now?" The vaguely threatening aura Uenoyama has with Mafuyu when he's encouraging him musically kills me

"Oh, I know. Why not write lyrics about past relationships? That's pretty classic." "Shut your mouth, son." HAHAHA Kaji said: You will NOT hurt the feelings of our band's teen romance, Haruki

"I really admire that about you. And you know how to make coffee using a siphon." [Haruki, blushing] "Please stop killing me with kindness!" They really gotta elaborate on the man in bed in what seems like Kaji's studio apartment before I can actively root for Haruki and Kaji

What with how long Mafuyu's been travelling around, I can only imagine he's visiting Yuki's grave

I haven't said much about them, but I like that Ueki and Itaya have immediately taken to Mafuyu

[Uenoyama, internally] "Someone he loved? Oh, yeah. This is... This is definitely jealousy." He got there eventually!

They're ealborating on the man from Kaji's apartment, finally. Also, hilarious that seemingly everyone in this band is gay, but they're all keeping it from each other, despite several of them having feelings for other members. Quadruple glass closet

"If this goes any further, our band's going to fall apart." They can't be expected to work under these romantic conditions:

"Did something happen between you and Mafuyu?" [Uenoyama makes strangled noises while blushing] "Wait, what?! You already put your mitts on him?!" HAHAHA WHAT A THING TO SAY

"What do you even think happened?! Put my mitts on him? Late bloomer?!" PLEASE SOMEONE EDIT MEGUMI TO THIS DIALOGUE HAHAHAHAHA

"Your face basically says, 'I'm in love with Mafuyu.'" Uenoyama found dead on Aisle 10 kjghkjghgj

"Is there something wrong with me?" "No? What's wrong about it? That you like a guy? 'I'm only supposed to be into girls,' or something? Don't worry. That's what I thought about myself, but I've been with guys, too." BISEXUAL KAJI CONFIRMED AND WE GET A YOUNG QUEER PERSON BEING SUPPORTED BY AN OLDER QUEER PERSON? I LOOOOOOVE

"I mean, it was kinda petty [to bring up rumours about Sato being gay]. But I guess I'm glad I found out... or something." Uenoyama, Prince of Honestly Confronting His Feelings

Kaji both wants the teen romance to blossom but also has deep concerns about the state of their band

"When his hand touched my skin through my clothes, there was so much tension, it was like I'd been pierced by needles. I wanted to rip all of these needles out, strip him naked, and sully that sound." This is way more intense than Haruki's monologue, Kaji, what are they teaching you at this college?

I still have no idea what's going on between Kaji and his roommate. They've gotta be dating right? There's one bed!

"Well, yeah... I'm just striving to my usual level of performance... Isn't that enough?" "It's not. Or at least, that's what Akihiko thinks. I don't know if you're just too worried about Mafuyu to even notice, but if you go on like this, you're gonna be swallowed up by Mafuyu's sound." They really are giving these teens Musical Ultimatums for Improvement

Of all the things in this show, I am most thrown by the concept of a disposable umbrella. People in Japan just be buying cheap umbrellas for a few uses to break and throw out? What? Why? It's like a raincoat, single-use doesn't make sense! How have you marketed this successfully???

(I know how. From my limited experience in Japan, the single-use plastic industry is everywhere. It's perplexing. We aren't even allowed plastic grocery bags here!!! There's a national ban!)

"Ugetsu. You should come." "There's no point in seeing a show if the performers aren't even trying." "I'm trying! Hell, that's all I really have going for me right now!" Akihiko what's wrong with your roommate and also your self-esteem?

"Play with your new viola-playing boyfriend." "Nah, I just like his face." So they're not dating???? And Ugetsu's boyfriend doesn't mind them sharing one studio apartment and bed? WHAT'S THE DYNAMIC HERE

Mafuyu is better than me, I would NOT be leaving my place to hang out with someone I was fighting with in the rain

We finally get a boyfriend reveal, and it turns out Yuki was blond and they were macking in classrooms

"I get how you feel but—" "You have no idea how I feel!" "You're right. I don't." A fair point, Hiiragi really doesn't know what it's like to have a dead boyfriend

"Kashima Hiiragi wants to be forgiven. It doesn't matter by who. He just wants to be forgiven." Why is Kashima Hiiragi talking about himself in the third person?

Awwww we get a flashback to Baby Mafuyu and his friend group

"They were both missing something from the start. It was like they each had what the other was lacking, so Yuki needed Mafuyu, and Mafuyu needed Yuki." It's hard getting this childhood retrospective knowing that Yuki is dead

"Two days later, Yuki, who couldn't even drink, downed a huge amount of booze. And Mafuyu found him." So Yuki died of alcohol poisoning? Rough. That does explain the haunting dream from the first few scenes

"Call me sometime, you dumbass." I think this talk has been healing for Hiiragi and Mafuyu

"But more than anyone else, [Hiiragi] wants Mafuyu to forgive him." For not speaking out to Yuki? Baby, you couldn't have known

"When I talk, my dad hits me." "You know, I'm not your dad." MAFUYU AND YUKI MAKE ME SO SAD 😭😭😭😭😭😭

On one hand, totally reasonable for Uenoyama to say let's shelve the singing for now. On the other hand, poor Mafuyu, he's so sad

The guitar strings seem like a metaphor for Mafuyu's emotional state (currently broken)

"Say, Haruki. You can be a little more conceited, you know." Is now the time for stairwell flirting? Sure!

"Mafuyu, I like your sound. I was trying to give you a little push, but before I realized it, you were the one pulling me up. Ever since you showed up, my sound's been scattered, disconnected and warped. It's just a mess. But I'm having so much more fun now than when I was just playing the chords I was told to play. Damn it, what am I trying to say? I guess I suck at putting my feelings into words, too." Mafuyu took til the end to realize this was a confession LOL, he fully thought it was a criticism:

"But in reality, even if I really wanted to, I can't cry properly, and it hurts to bad... It hurts so bad I just want to scream. I always wanted someone to understand that. Even just a little bit..." Mafuyu is actively processing his trauma on stage

HAHAHAHA I kind of expected that Mafuyu would sing, but it is still funny to see how flabbergasted his bandmates are

Baby Yuki's litte glare as they take Mafuyu's dad away. The montage of their friendship and love. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this song is getting to me

"Are you willing to die for me, then?!" Top 10 Most Haunting Options for Things You Can Say To Someone Right Before They Die. Deeply rough for Mafuyu

Every High Schooler at This Concert Venue: So we're all thinking about the same dead boyfriend, right?

HAHAHA the way that Uenoyama and Mafuyu just immediately leave the stage for a sad cuddle, ignoring the rest of their setlist and band. Wild but great

"Thank y—" [Uenoyama kisses Mafuyu] "You did so good out there. I'm gonna go play another song." DERANGED BOY KISSER, ALWAYS, 10,000/10ZO

"I'm not lonely. I'm having fun. I love music. I'm having fun during lunch. And I have someone new I'm in love with. If only I could talk to you again." Oh, Mafuyu 💔

"Yuki wanted to write a song for you. But you wanted him to say, 'Let's do this together,' didn't you?" Hiiragi said: Is your new boyfriend helping you resolve your past relationship trauma?

"A date? You never even asked me out." "Well, that goes for both of us. You never did either." Yuki and Mafuyu's relationship was quite sweet, they're really selling me on it

"Let's have sex in the bathroom when we get back." "Yeah. Let's not." HAHAHAH Yuki, so bold. I guess the shirtless bed scene in the romance montage wasn't for nothing!

After all those episodes, we finally get an appearance from Uenoyama and Yayoi's dad LOL, trying to help his daughter avoid an impulse haircut

Also, apparently Yayoi and Kaji did not date, he only gently let her down. Things are looking up for Haruki

"Man, being in love must be rough. Love?" [Flashbacks to the previous night and kissing Mafuyu] LMAO @ UENOYAMA JUST PROCESSING HIS OWN ACTIONS NOW. Also, this dialogue is another excellent opportunity for a Megumi edit

"My boyfriend was kinda surprised to see that side of Sato-san." Is Waka's boyfriend Hiiragi or Shizusumi?

"I think I was just hit with your band's passion. I want to see where you guys go from here." [Haruki blushes and hides his face in his hands] "You react in a really cute way, you know that? Wait, I feel like I just tried to make a pass at you." You did, Yatake

Poor Kaji walking in, I wonder how the stairwell flirt concluded

KHDKHHKJH the sudden narrator interjection after 10 episodes: "Uenoyama came to a conclusion. 'Whatever. If I'm gonna die, might as well go while I'm still young.'" UENOYAMA PLS

"You can stay a bit longer." "You're surprisingly pushy." "Just five more minutes." [Uenoyama blushes and caves immediately] Hahaha I'd say new dynamic unlocked but actually think this has been the dynamic the whole show

"Where could he have possibly stored all that sadness in that skinny body of his?" LNKGJLKGJ what??? This just in: Skinny people can't be sad

"My dead boyfriend's mom gave me this guitar." Insane reasoning for why you want the word 'give' in your band's title LMAO?????

"Would a CD work for you?" This is the only thing that has dated the show to a specific era hahaha RIP CDs

[Ugetsu, internally] "But that's why it's such a waste. This kid could be really big if he had the right kind of trigger." Kaji's roommate really brings a sinister aura everywhere he goes

"I like you, Uenoyama-kun." "Huh?" Mafuyu said: I am not one for beating around the bush

PLS I want more scenes from inside Uenoyama's brain, the dinosaurs and gradient rainbow "It's mutual" really got me

HAHAHAHA they immediately delivered on my request with a more unhinged version of Inside Out, also taking place inside Uenoyama's brain:

"No matter how you spin it, hooking up with bandmates is only gonna cause trouble [...] I'd be totally against it, no matter what." Hahahaha not Uenoyama forcing himself to watch a mental video of past regrettable statements

"You guys are going to start dating? You're not dating yet, are you?" "Not yet. I just told him how I felt." HHAHAHA NOT THE POLLING THEIR BAND MEMBERS

[Bowing] "Please let us have this. We'll do our best." Awwww Uenoyama's so cute

HAHAHAAHA THEY HEADLOCK HARUKI INTO A GROUP HUG IN GRATITUDE FOR BEING ALLOWED TO DATE

Kaji being like: Alright, fair enough, the fact you're dating is partially my fault anyway

"But you don't have a guitarist right now, right? You don't have any friends, Hiiragi," said Mafuyu, in what was both a cutting insult but also an accurate statement since both of Hiiragi's friends were in this room

"How are we supposed to know what anyone born in the 1000s was thinking?" NOT BORN IN THE 1000S HAHAHAH. All of the adults looks of horror. Been there, baby

This birthday pie reminds me that there was a time in my life where being pied was more of an active threat than it is now. Times, they change

"You're in love, aren't you? What kind of girl is she?" A six foot tall, burly and pierced man named Akihiko Kaji

Also, both Kaji and Haruki are bi! Love that for them. This band is somewhere between 1/2 and 3/4 bisexual, which is my preferred ratio for bisexual characters LOL <3

"What kind of song do you want to write next?" I guess I'll find out in the sequel film

[ofmermaidstories]

the other day you said something something love triangle but the real question is who would YOU choose

no polyam, someone's heart has to break

Ok ur ON.

First thing’s first: what’s our perimeters? What flavour of Love Triangle? Bakugou vs. Deku? Bakugou vs. Kiri? Deku vs. Kiri? Do we exclude Bakugou because I have an obvious bias? Add a different character for the fun of it? Shinsou vs. Monoma? Iida vs. Sero? Iida vs. Bakugou??? (Sorry, I just really like Bakugou 🥹) Do you guys want a little Villain action??? Dabi vs. Shiggy??? Dabi vs. Aizawa???? Aizawa vs. Hawks?????

And THEN—pretending we narrow that down, which Merms do we want in the ring? Are we talking true-to-life Merms (lazy, self-destructive, holds massive grudges)? Or Palatable Fic-ified Merms (stubborn about asking for help, passionate, loyal)? Do we treat this like I’ve always been apart of their world, or is this a isekai situation where I’m armed with meta-knowledge about them? (that seems a bit rude tbh…. going in knowing intimate things about them that someone else mightn’t 🥺)

This is my proposed scenario, just so we have something to answer with, but feel free to send more challenging ones lmfao:

Palatable Fic-ified Merms, always apart of the BNHA world, and it’s between Bakugou and Deku (because I’m currently writing them).

We’ll go with my usual m.o. as a set-up: civvie, not apart of the Pro Hero world (bc id rather die lmfao), maybe in some kind of service-based industry to facilitate a meeting! I’m fairly good at people-focused jobs, and I don’t date/use dating apps, so to get into a relationship with me you’re either going to need to literally bang on my door, or we see enough of each other to form some kind of polite relationship that eventually ramps up.

Okay, so we’ll pretend we have that all done: what’s our inciting event? Do I get to know one of them before the other? Even if you had both Deku and Bakugou coming into [workplace] together, Deku is so much more of a people-person—he’s going to be the one that talks, that introduces the both of them—the one that anyone is going to get to know first. And since fic!Merms is me, I feel confident enough to say that that dumb bitch would be like “omg 🥺” about Deku immediately. He’s such a sweetheart! A people-collector! You end up in his orbit whether you want it or not! It would be so easy to get swept up by his goodness, I think, especially if you’re a tiny bit vulnerable (stubborn about asking for help).

Just to make things interesting, let’s give fic!Merms one of my greatest flaws—boop 🪄✨! now she’s insecure! So here’s this shiny, good-boy superhero who is like, how are you, how are things, we missed you the other week—and fic!Merms is just like, wow, he’s so nice, i will never indicate any interest ever :)

But uh-oh! Kacchan’s there! Kacchan who has Sneaky Introvert Syndrome—who notices everything!!! Because he’s watching!!! Silently!!!! Like a creep!!!! Kacchan’s not a dumbass—he’s going to clock immediately that fic!Merms has a crush on Mr. Oblivious Greatest Hero there. And tbh I think he’d just kind of roll his eyes about it (idiot extras, he thinks, unkindly)—until, uh-oh, something happens! The crush either gets us into an embarrassing situation, or a dangerous one (there’s an attack, and Deku shouts for us to get down, or something, but we hesitate because he’s hurt—and Kacchan has to barrel in and get us out of the way!). Afterwards, Kacchan tells us bluntly, “Either get over it, or pick your balls up from the ground and tell ‘im.”

“And what am I meant to do with them later on?” We ask, mulish. “Put them in the same purse as yours?”

“Drop ‘em again, since you’re so good at being a pussy,” Kacchan would say, unimpressed.

This doesn’t change a thing! 😌 We resolve to ignore him—only it’s a little bit hard to, sometimes, when Deku sweeps by with his easy smile and sunshine-yellow cape, and Bakugou’s beside him, flinty-eyed. 🥺 Ruining the view!!!

(“Tell him,” Bakugou says one day, stopping by without Deku. “‘M sick of your stupid moony face.”

“Shut up!” We hiss—this is embarrassing!!!

“Tell him,” he says, louder. “Or I’m gonna do it for yer.”)

It’s a nightmare! Sometimes a girl just wants a harmless little crush to waste time with, an indulgent lil daydream, and now we have this ASSHOLE stomping around demanding we ruin that for ourselves by doing something as stupid as confessing our feelings! Hateful!!! Why would anyone do something that dumb!!!

While that torment is happening, we end up eating out with them—Deku and Bakugou, and a couple of their friends. Crammed in some tiny bar, eating chicken skewers and grilled okra and holding giant glasses of cheap beer. And it’s easy. We’re wedged between Deku and Bakugou and their friends are friendly and curious and have funny stories—and it’s a good night! We don’t worry about our stupid crush being Revealed, or even meaning anything. Not until Deku turns to listen to us as we’re explaining, too excited, some personal project (something fun and dumb we do in our quiet time, alone) to one of the others—and he’s smiling because he’s glad we’re having fun and we fumble with our words because oh, oh no, he’s really close and it’s unnerving and we forget the point of what we were talking about—

“Yeah, and?” Bakugou prompts, annoyed, passing us a plate of more skewers. “Don’t just end it there, dumbass—explain it.”

(We launch back into our explanation—and completely miss the confused look Deku gives Kacchan, who’s determinedly not looking at him)

Oh but Merms, you say, this is too easy—Bakugou’s winning!

Nope! Wrong! Because while Bakugou was being a grade-school asshole, Deku was doing what Deku does best—being his shiny good-boy self! Stubborn about asking for help—one day after work (or during! sometimes you just gotta have it out!) Deku finds us, idk, crying or something.

“What’s wrong?” He asks with all this maddening concern, like he really cares (he probably does). “Are you alright? I’m here—it’ll be okay.”

Sometimes all you need is the right person to ask the right question at the right time—we blab it ALL. Whatever our [insert problem here] is, he hears it ALL. Traumadump! He’s probably a little baffled, but I think a few years of being a Pro Hero means he’s seen the worst of it, and then some—he stays with us. Accompanies us home, afterwards. Maybe we detour to grab dinner, and it ends up involving more venting, more reassurances—we have an emotional hangover when he leaves that night but!! Then our phone pings!!! It’s Deku, saying that he’s asked [insert another Pro here] who has a Quirk that can help/experience in [problem here], and that if it’s okay, they’ll [insert beginning of solution here].

It’s so—reliving. Overwhelming. When we see Bakugou next, sans Deku, and he decides to be Rude about our crush we’re a little harsher than usual, sharper, in telling him to shut up. And Bakugou’s not a dumbass—he knows immediately that something’s shifted. He drops it, his mouth tightening, and we are chilly to him (we’re chilly to each other) for weeks afterwards.

But how is this a triangle, Merms? You ask! Where is the choice when someone is just so good?

Haha! You walked right into it! Because while Deku is the overwhelming good, the outreached hand promising it’s okay, I’ve got you, I will fix this, Bakugou is smoulder, the force that pushes us into being something better, because we have to, because we always had it. Problems will generally get worse before they get better—ours snowballs, the help Deku wrangled in exacerbating the issue. We explode! Remember, we gave our Mermie stand-in some passion—so BOOM! We can’t hold it anymore! We unleash and it’s Bakugou who appears, during the wreckage—with his giant Sneaky Introvert Ears, and his stupid Sneaky Introvert face, watching us warily—carefully.

“C’mon,” he says. “You can lose y’re shit, but ain’t any use in giving up.”

(He’s right, of course, as much as we don’t want to admit it. But we get back up, and when it comes time to patching everything together he’s there—Mr. Sneaky Introvert Stand-by, who grumbles but doesn’t leave.)

Have you ever been caught between two people? And maybe they’re so different from each other, and you, on the outside—but on the inside they’re both made of the same golden soul, the same strength and determination and you want that for yourself, in yourself? So you try to match it: you try to prove that you can help yourself, that you can be just as brave and as wonderful. You try to prove to Deku that his kindness doesn’t exist in a vacuum—that it can be returned, even in small things (you help others; you have lunch waiting for him, sometimes. you reach out a hand to him when he’s having a bad day, an ugly day, a day that shuts him down and drains him out). You try to prove to Bakugou that you’re made of the same firepower he is—that you can wield it, just like he can (you stick up for yourself; you show up for others, without them asking. You grin at him when he walks in, unwavering. Unflickering).

Things always come to a head, though. Best Friends isn’t a term either would use for the other—they both save that for other relationships, formative ones that built them up in ways neither of them were equipped to do for each other at the time. It isn’t enough to describe what they are to each other. What they have been. It doesn’t describe how they know each other like the ins and outs of their own souls, and how that means they can see it when the other eases in your presence. When one of them laughs too easily (Deku), or grins too sharp—sudden and bright and unexpected, like lightning (Bakugou). They don’t talk about it. It’s almost a kindness… until something goes terribly, terribly wrong (a massive villain fight, upending half the city and leaving it in embers), and one of them is caught in the blaze of a building, trying evacuate it—the other bleeding out in the middle of the battle-field, their latest threat curling over them, gloating.

We’re about to lose them both! But facing this, seeing this, one thing is clear—the worry for them, for them both, is hot and sickly and awful, but there’s one face we think of first, when it happens.

[qprstobin]

So I agree with most of your fanon complaints but tbh I sometimes will still read fics with mildly annoying habits and just like, compartmentalize the parts that annoy me. I do it with the show too but I'm better at compartmentalizing with fanfic lol. Part of it is I follow a few really really good thoughtful fanfic writers so I haven't seen all of the stuff you've talked about. However I have seen the hiding veggies in meals headcanon & tho i didn't find it appealing or cute, it didn't bother me bc I interpreted as like an idiosyncrasy. Everyone's got em yk. my sister's friend is a literal genius, responsible, hard worker but also chaotic and will have these random Things that might make her seem immature. Like she does eat vegetables but if I heard that her boyfriend had to sneak them in her meals I wouldn't bat an eye.

That's completely understandable! There are plenty of things I don't like in fandom (either in this one or other ones) where I'm able to be like "I don't like this but the rest of the fic is good enough to ignore it" or "I normally hate this trope but I really like how this author wrote it". (I live by the rule that for all my complaining that anything can be tolerable/make sense if it's done well enough.) I used to be able to do that in this fandom but my tolerance level has dropped a lot lmao. It's much easier for me to do in say the Star Wars fandom. (Now that's a fandom with a lot of infighting!)

A big part of the issue is that it never is just one person or one thing lol. Someone writing something with a character being a bit childish or idiosyncratic is fine on its own, but when it's paired with a bunch of other questionable tropes or it's just done soooo much is when I start scratching my head.

Like I think I've mentioned before unrelated to this, but I do actually think that Steve probably is someone who likes to clean, a lot of the Stobin gang see him as something of a neat freak. On its own, Steve doing most or all of the cleaning because he's that anal feels really in character. It's when you pile all of these things on top of each other to where Eddie is doing nothing and Steve is doing everything that I'm like hmm. Don't like that.

Wrt to the veggie thing specifically... idk I guess you could take it as a quirky thing, but hiding vegetables in food hoping the person doesn't notice is literally one of the biggest stereotypical parent things I feel like? And I think it's having Steve specifically do it and Eddie not noticing that makes me side eye it.

Like lol, that's always the cliché, a kid moves out (normally a son) and you find out they aren't eating vegetables and only eating junk, so the mom has to do something to get her son to eat better. Which like I get it I have to fight with myself to eat healthy sometimes, most vegetables have a gross texture to them but lol my body feels better when I'm eating them so! It's especially the hiding aspect too like man Steve can even talk to Eddie about eating healthier? Finding healthy foods Eddie does actually like if he's that concerned about his health? He has to hide it like Eddie is a five year old?

And maybe you're right and it is meant to be more idiosyncratic but like I said, when you pair it with all the other shit fandom is doing it ends up feeling like just another way people have been writing tradwife/caretaker Steve lol.

[angeltism]

CASPIAN'S UNIVERSE LORE DROP BC I AM SANE AND NORMAL. This entire ramble is from a while ago so if there's grammar fuckups then oops! I don't care :3

In this universe, there’s a loooot of different gods and goddesses.. Typical fantasy stuff, right? Welllll, each gemstone in this universe is made in the image of one of them, so although they might consider it like that, to put it simply for us; Each divine being is represented by a crystal/mineral, and they are referred to as that stone and share colors/patterns with their respective stones.

They all work together in some capacity to keep the universe functioning, keeping the balance, all that divinity stuff. However, because of a prestigious organization that also holds an academy in the “center” of the world (whether this is figuratively or literally valentin has nawt decided yet), they also occasionally give blessings to the humans who are part of this organization.

The organization itself (brainrotted too hard about Caspian to think of an actual name. help) works a lot, doing various things around the world. Mainly teaching people about the gods and goddesses, upholding peace in cities and doing charity work. The academy that they run provides training and higher education on the topics of the gods/goddesses, the properties of gemstones and alll about the blessings one can receive from divinity.

Now.. how does one go about getting a blessing? Well, in the olden days, people just happened to stumble upon magical areas that just so happened to provide a gateway into the realm of a random gem, and then they got their opportunity to ask for a blessing. Nowadays, it's a much more widespread yet pretty controlled thing. Members of the organization are permitted to perform rituals that have been perfected over the course of centuries to open up their own gateway, where they can choose which divine being to contact, as opposed to just having to hope the random enchanted gate you found while hunting is for the god you want to get a specific blessing from. When a blessing is given, the person who received it will also be given the gemstone made in the being's image, which can help a lot with being respected and considered important. People tend to make them into earrings, add them to clothes or other items, or just find any way that they can to show them off.

Certain divine beings specialize in specific domains (like amber would be your best bet for things related to time, like being able to live longer or whatever) but basically all of em have the capability to do anything. Well. Anything? Really? Not quite! Turning to the divine beings/gods and goddesses/gems, who I'll just be reffering to as the first one of those, for a second.. They don't really care what mortals are doing, like. They really just Do Not Care. They occasionally don't bless certain people or give out certain things that they feel could risk tipping off the balance of the universe, but otherwise they're pretty chill. They're also not a big fan of people breaking their gems, as it's technically a part of them, so that's also a factor in whether or not they may bless someone.

Ookay.. so the divine beings seem okay with giving people basically anything they want. Why not just try to get as many as you can and speed-run existence and become a demigod through all their blessings the moment you learn how to make your own gateways? Welll, see, there's some modern rules for that..

Unless stumbled upon naturally, individuals at the academy (which is the only place you'd learn to do those rituals, and you're kinda sworn to not just. give that info out for free.) must wait to achieve certain milestones before they're allowed to make a certain amount of visits to the divine beings. There's three main ranks, which are basically just differentiated by uniform, but otherwise it's basically a seamless transition between all of em and instead of being "tier 1" "tier 2" "tier 3" it's more of a gradient. What tier someone is in is usually judged by high tier 3 people, and someone may spend years in mid tier 2, or go from low tier 1 to low tier 2 within a year because they're dedicated/naturally talented/did something important/etc

Ranking up is usually when people are given the "go ahead" to pursue getting another blessing, but occasionally it'll happen for other things too (like maybe you do something super heroic, or you discover something new and important, or whatever). If someone is believed to have gotten a blessing when they shouldn't have (like a drought kills everyone's crops but this one guy's farmer family's entire field is somehow untouched despite literally everyone else having dead crops or whatever) they'll be investigated and, if they do have a blessing, their gem will be taken away and shattered.

This doesn't really do anything to the person themself, however it makes the divine beings go "hm actually Fuck You you irresponsible mortal" and their punishment from them might be worse than anything mere mortals could do..

This also ties into the divine beings taking into account if this'll happen if they bless someone or not. if they realize "hey you're gonna get your door kicked down and this piece of me is gonna get crushed" they'll turn down whoever is trying to get their blessing.

Nowwww… who could be the mysterious person who founded this oh-so important and influencial organization? Well, it couldn't be anyone else except Caspian! He's made thousands of deals with the divine beings, at least two for each one (which if you look at all the different types of gems there are.. that's a lot!) and is basically immortal, super strong, etc etc everything you'd find on a Mary Sue character ref sheet. But it's okay! He's a benevolent and kind ruler who doesn't overuse his powers, abuse them, or do anything like that, right? In fact, he's just a background character, only mentioned in the world building of this story and is totally irrelevant to the quest the main character will go on-

WRONG. You know everything I said up there? The rules that apply to everyone else? Now throw them out of the window. The universe, even. Just while you think about this evil little (6ft 4in) man. As I said, he's gotten countless blessings and is.. nearly a divine being himself. Why would the divine beings allow this? What if he tried to take over? Well, he's just that manipulative. Every single time he opens a gateway it's basically just him going "I just wanna help my organization keep working!! I'm so wise, kind and trustworthy and would neeeever do anything to betray my pals, the gems, who've done sooo much for me 😊😊😊 Why would I do that? I'm such a good person. Now gimme +100 years of life pretty please." and it WORKS. If the divine beings get suspicious? Get blessings from some of the less known ones or just take a break for a few decades. It's basically like minutes for him anyways.

He's. Basically planning on trying to ascend to godhood. And I LOVE him. He's such a terrible person. But he's never done anything wrong in his life. He's my poor little meowmeow who even he has forgotten why he's doing all this!! He's suppressed all his trauma so deep down that it's basically rotted away in his memory for hundreds of years. He needs a therapist but no living being is good enough to listen to him. At least, from his pov..

And now because I cannot think of anything else, I'll just mention that Caspian in my mind is like. REALLY ATTRACTIVE. But I can never draw him the way I imagine!! Like whatever he's old but among all those blessings that may or may not be storing up power to become a god, he's definitely gotten some "make me stay attractive for forever" blessings here and there, y'know?? Like what's one blessing spent on something kinda trivial, especially if he's going to one of the less powerful gods to keep his facade up. Anyways I am VERY sane about him (lying) (lying) (lying)

[sunshades]

HELLOOO 🍁 for tiare, marcus, and persnaps even rovi if u want :3c can be in terms of actual season and/or eladrin season for funsies

[oc asks]

OMG... babe wake up The Controversial Eladrin Question is here...

🍁 what is their favourite season? why?

(👑) well that's gotta be spring no question! (EXTREMELY LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER AND THE LIE DETECTOR GIVES ME AN ELECTRIC SHOCK) okay. actual answer: considering the main real world ref for brasidas maybe they too have a winter that lasts all the way to march... and it'd bother them as a Concept, how it lasts so little and doesn't do nearly enough to change the place. u want it to make the whole place green and warm but it doesn't. symbolically: it was kalan's season and they're trying So Hard to be that kinda person who is unbothered and joyful but they just aren't. NOWWW in season terms. and in eladrin terms. summer is about Action and strong emotions that are sometimes Bad AND it's about the sun being annoying as fuck. and mimi's at a summer point in his life. burning light reflecting off the water and limeade that needs more sugar 🍋 and. he'll learn to like spring again probably. in the eladrin sense of letting themselves be happy bc they feel like it and not because It's The Way I Should Be and also in the literal sense of: they need to go to a big flower field in the middle of spring and see the snow thaw and see that maybe SOMEONE was right and even their home can bloom in its own way and there is something good and worth saving in it. look at it all with brand new eyes. then it'll be spring.

(🍊) oughhh my boy... having barely really met anyone with even a drop of elven blood i def think marcus doesn't really have the... cultural baggage? about seasons that tiare has, which is a little bad and a little good. as we have previously established: he's mostly been autumn all his life literally because he's Like That and hasn't really… been feeling things that deeply, in a sense. not to be always quoting that ask polly post but yk "it's the strongest emotion you've ever felt and you've convinced yourself it's your destiny". actually another: the fucking conan gray song that goes "u don't have to act like all you feel is mild (...) u don't really like the sun it drives u wild" something like that going on. been too long by himself and it's like he's forgotten that he too is... just some guy and can feel angry or attached to someone just like anyone else and there's nothing wrong with it. so that is marcus' lack of eladrin baggage 🧍‍♂️ but similarly to mithra! i think rn he likes spring a lot, all the bright colors that feel so different from him, but he'll probably grow to like autumn as a Thing later on. spring being a symbol of rebirth but autumn too as a sign of a slower change, and a time to value your memories rather than just looking for something different. the backyard covered in brown and orange leaves and his mother's hands red with pomegranate seeds.

(🏞) ROVIIIII ok actually. despite having drawn em wintery to signify that in current times they're not doing well. they actually like winter a lot! they aren't winter a lot because they're just. not pensive and reflective enough, or haven't been most of their lifeSARFDTGHDSF genuinely don't think she has much baggage about it (i'm NOT lying, unlike for the marcus answer) which i guess is the positive point of having grown up in the feywild! they've always been used to change, it doesn't seem to bother them. anyway. i think the season roviere's most aligned with (and probably my favorite color palette for them also DCGHJD) is spring for sunlight til late in the evening and good winds perfect for seafaring. ideal conditions. but if you asked them: summer because they think they're hottest as a blonde. fall is probably nonio's favorite because the red to blue gradient is pretty and to him it means they're not Hyper Spring Mode so maybe they could sit down to relax together. so rovi likes it too by proxy.

[theuniverseawakens347]

You get body augmentations on the bottom half and miss the most VITAL PART OF A WORKING LEG and go straight to high light the ass cheeks only - YOU WANA BE A SLUT YOU WANA BE SEEN FOR BUTT N TITS N DICK SUCKING LIPS = YO BED GAME SUCK - A NIGGA HIT WHEN HE BORED NEED A EGO BOOST .. CANT squeeze a clip right now might just go bust a bottom tear bitch the rest of the team “can’t touch” bc they prolly don’t like A FOR EVERYBODY SLUT YOU JUST NUTTED IN - YOU STILL THE LAME HO ON THE TEAM ..

Since Yal relate yo HO life to money n sex

Noah decorsi .. I BUSTED YOU DOWN ONE TIME. KEY WORD I.

You begged since 5th grade ( it’s gon seem raunchy writing this and the wrong ones gon slide on the “she a ho” - THE NIGGAS WHO CANT HIT BUT LIED TO FIT IN JUSTIN OF LONDON)

That’s 2006 … 5th grade. I BUSTED YOU DOWN IN MY BACK SEAT 2018 end of April … ONE TIME - A BITCH WANTED DICK AND MY USUAL BUSS WASNT AROUND ALSO MY EX WAS NAGGIN - THE NIGGA TRAITS IN ME W DISCIPLINE.. YOU a familiar nigga in a time a bitch was on a path caught between old life and entering a new phase .. - 6 MONTHS NO SEX W MY EX .. 🤷‍♀️

IIT WAS A ONE TIME BUSS MY NUTT .. nigga wasn’t equipped for a round two so I dropped you off at your spot also I CAME FOR ONE NUT. Tf YOU TRYNA TRAP A BITCH CAUSE YOU FINALLY GOT TO LICK 🤢 NO. IM GOOD. .. - YOU FEIN FOR PUSSY THE WAY YOU FEIN FOR DRUGS

( also we 23/24 here next time YOU ALMOST got it ( for the same reason) im pushing 25 - the brain FULLY DEVELOPS- A BITCH WHO DONT DO DRUGS AND WHY I TURNED YO ASS DOWN AND WENT STRAIGHT TO TRISTAN BEFORE YOU EVEN TRIED TO FUCKING RAPE ME ON SOME “let’s smoke n “chill” - NAW NIGGA ILL SMOKE BUT MY SISTER W ME CAUSE YOU BEING A CREEP WHO CANT TAKE NO FOR A ANSWER - NOW YOU ROBBING ME $3000 CAUSE YOU FEEL LAME AND PLAYED .. but I played you how you Justin of London play bitches sexually and my nigga pockets financially then try n pimp him ur torn up pass around sand paper coochie bitches you pumped STDs n babies into SO YAL COULD GET HIM VULNERABLE TO PASS ME TO YOU - VINCENT DAUSTIN NO NIGGA .. Stephen was something different after Tristan - a 3 Buss down WHO LOOK LIKE T CAUSE T TOO CHICKEN TO COME TALK TO A REAL BITCH - ALSO IM SETTING YOU NIGGAS UP FOR MURDER ON THE BACK END FOR KILLING MY FAMILY FOR FUCKTARK LEE GARLINGTON USING MY COLLEGE EX IAN MCDOWELL AND TRISTANS “BESTIES” NOAH DECORSI ( jealous over pussy and Ian) AND JUSTIN OF FUCKTARD MAC N KILO GRIMY ASSES KILL THE TEAM FOR RENT N CAR NOTE MONEY TO FLEX ON A EAZY THROW A COMPLIMENT BITCH WHO ALSO TRYNA SET YOU UP FOR FINANCIAL HEAVEN BY TRAPPING YOU W A BABY N EXPENSES “you like” NAILS N ASS SHOTS DUMBASSES.

YOU LIKE RETARDED ATTENTION SO GUESS WHAT YOU GET RETARDED MONEY PLAYS THAT SEND YOU TO JAIL W A RETARDED ATTENTION SEEKING BITCH WHO GON SEXX YO CLIQUE AND HAVE BABIES W THE HOMEO JUST SO YOU CAN HUG HER

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And Yal think I want to pass around limp dick only hard off a perc in me - NO ESPECIALLY AFTER 25. Tf pick up a science book 48 laws of power ain’t do shit for you niggas but get you federal death row penalties IN ALL SEX TOURS OF LIFE. CONGRATS- this was about ddg but you gon find yo NON TEAM PLAYER ASS SELF IN HER - HALLE A FEMALE YOU LIKE LEE TO HOWARD YOU FUCKL RETARDS TOGETHER WHO NOT WINNING AT LIFE YOU JUST GOT A CHILD TO LOSE EM AND YA MONEY N YA MANSION*

MADE OFF MY FUCKING COOCHIE SEEDS N MY TALENT N MY MOM MUSIC PACS LEFT BEHIND FOR ME OF AGE TO JOIN THE INDUSTRY YOU CHEAP GRIMMY ASS BASTARDIZED FUCK TARD.

And you thought I was just gon hop on yo dick ddg cause you got designer on and MY BABY HANGING OUT THE BAG!? - YOU RAPED ME AND HALLE. AND CHLOE. LYING TO THEM GIRLS

“Chloe we use ur egg and Halle surrogates” - WHY YOU JUST AINT PUBLICLY DATE CHLOE!?? - “she a ho Halle respectable” - THEYRE BOTH HOS YOU IDIOT.

Neither brought you happiness MY EGG DID AND YOU FORGE SIGNATURES AND FAKED DOCUMENTS W HOWARD NUGENT TO SAY I SAID IT WAS OKAY TO HAVE MY FUCKING CHILD “look I’m a dark skin version of her REAL NIGGA”

NO UR A FAKE IVF INCUE CLONE OF MY GODLY FAMILY - NICE BLASPHEMY AND SETTING TONYA UP FOR MURDER USING PAULA BARTON - TF IS WRONG W YOU “we want a lil Darniece someone to control for murder n crimes”

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[loserlvrss]

omg yay!! also just like hi, how are you?? lol, i’m new to ur blog (obviously?) but i see u write for a lot of different groups that i love so that’s really exciting!!

i’ll just assume you’ve seen the little crop top stage outfit yedam had recently like??? why’s his waist so small and cute like that :((( and his shoulders are sooo broad?? his body is so pretty :( and like i’m so proud of all of them they seem so confident on stage and performed so well (and so many times)!!!

umm okay so like.. i don’t want to be too feral because again i’m new to ur blog and like.. warning ig these are hard thoughts? so like i see him as a switch… i can’t rly decide on sub leaning or dom leaning yet though… i feel like he could go either way because he’d love if u gave him all ur attention and just focused on making him feel good, he’d make the prettiest sounds and be soo cute begging for u to let him cum :((( but i could also see him wanting to dominate you and taking the lead, seems like he would maybe be into teasing and edging you maybe? idrk… :(

i hope this wasn’t too weird or too vague?? but um anyways thank u if u end up finding a chance to respond to this<333

— ☆ hiihi c: i’m doing well, welcome to my account !! sorry i dropped off the face of the earth for 5 days :ccc work </3

TWINNN i fear you and me might be the same personnn bc ever since boys planet i thought yedam was sooo pretty likeeee ????? men in crop tops >>>>>> & he’s soo in his element when he’s performing and dancing like :cc sir stop it i can’t handle this that’s so attractive of you and im supposed to be loyal to my mannn lmao

i love my men with niche obsessions and hobbies what can i say

but, like ALL of onepact performs so well <33 we love to see it

anyways, to these thoughts of yours (dw about EVER being too feral for me lol) he’s got such switch energy idk like i can see him doing whatever you wanted from him — it probably changes from day to day. and oh my god don’t even get me started on the sounds i think this man could (and would) make for you, he’s got such a nice voice so yk what that means >.< did anyone say voice kink ?? anyways, yes i think he would also use that to his advantage and tease you verbally, as well as physically; EDGING. personally, i think he’d also be the type to push on your stomach while fucking you so that you feel it all. definitely wants to hold your hand through the whole thing though — might even use your own to push on your stomach. idk if i think he’d be super verbal as a dom (as a sub, yes) but trust it’d be intense either way. such pretty eyes staring at you dude oh em gee.

- soph 𓆤

[gaybd1]

dont mind me barging in on your roomie drama :p but also i am an outsider with limited facts, so take everything i say with a grain of salt asgdjgh

my initial conclusion from all this is that it seems like your roommate is the type who really does not vibe with implicitly shared things, whereas you are absolutely that type. leaving your mug to be washed, as an example, could have been passive aggression, but it could have just as easily been "im not going to touch your stuff because it makes me uncomfy." and it seems like a similar thing with all the things she's offering back to you/wanting to throw away instead keep it for herself.

i recently did a moveout with a roomie where we had to gut the whole place for cleaning, and as such, we ended up pulling out all the food/items and putting em on a table while we cleaned. (it was a cross-country move, so a lot of what we had couldn't come with us either.) cuz it was convenient, we just said to roomie "hey, pick out whatever you want to keep, and we'll throw out the rest." by the end, i was super surprised by the amount of stuff they would rather us throw out/donate. things like pots/pans, half used spices and containers of rice or cooking isle, even unopened bottles of shampoo went into donation boxes. i really didn't get it personally, but that roomie was undeniably a sweetheart, so i just kinda had to face the idea that, even if it's more convenient in a lot of ways, inheriting items from a move out is just something some people aren't comfortable with. and from what i can tell, it's one of those assumptions that isnt really challenged by either side until a move out *does* happen.

as for the blow up mentioned at the end, if im right, it seems like she's assumed that you share her same system of not liking "hand-me-down" items, and as a result, she feels like you've left a bunch of chores for her to deal with. granted, i also think she doesn't seem good at communication, and she seems to make assumptions (see the "i didnt know you were still leaving" thing), so im not surprised that things happened the way they did. also i wouldn't say that your roomie *isnt* being a lil passive aggressive and purposefully unhelpful, but i wouldn't be surprised if the source of that was just a misunderstanding of personal preferences.

in terms of the rent stuff, talk about the rent stuff and dont drop the convo until you have a plan, but in terms of the more personal stuff:

my reasonable advice? sit down and talk about it all if you want to maintain a friendship, even though it might be uncomfortable and might not solve all the issues. hinesty is the best policy sort of thing. my *honest* advice? apologize and feel a lil salty in secret, grab all your stuff even if you left it for her benefit, and then simply drift apart uvu

......i didn't say it was good advice........

Wow! Thanks for the thoughtful response!!

Yeah I hadn’t considered it but she very much hasn’t ever been the most down for sharing in those ways. That’s fine I guess.

I did answer her yesterday like “I wasn’t trying to be like that, but I’ve never moved out of a place that was still being lived in before and so I left some stuff to try and help you out” and we were able to move past it

also I can tell it was hard for her to say goodbye to my dog who she’s always been involved with so there were probably a lot of emotions happening yesterday

The communication issues though… ugh

Yeah when things get settled here I’m gonna reopen that conversation about “so what ARE we doing about this rent situation?” bc she’s also left it as “idk maybe I’ll just move out early too” so okay what IS THE PLAN

I’d be fine to drift apart but our dogs have been together their entire lives so it’s one of those things like I should be careful not to burn that bridge too badly

Thanks for your input though! It definitely helped me put some things into perspective

[tilda-del-mar]

five times plus one // Jack & Brock & the road to a first kiss // outline

5. Circa 1994. Brock’s bitter & jaded & in jail after one drunken bar brawl too many. In strolls this super put together, competence exuding guy who ignores Brock’s dumb quips & offers him a job at Shieldra instead. Which sounds a hell of a lot better than jail, like the kind of job Brock thought he’d never get to do again. So he says ‘hell yeah’ and thinks ‘hell, I could kiss that guy, what is he, the fairy godmother for fuck-ups like me?’, which he does not say aloud bc Jack’s so fucking handsome and holds himself like a stalking mountain lion and Brock kinda would love to do more than just kiss him in thanks and now that’s a line of thought that needs to be shut down. Hard.

4. Circa 1996. Jack’s finally getting to go home after having half his face blown off plus a myriad of other injuries in an explosion. Doctors said to thank his lucky star. Brock brushes it off when Jack told’ em luck had shit all to do with it, it was Rumlow who stopped the worst of the bleeding under fire. Rumlow, whom Jack had clicked with almost right away despite all the ways in which they are different. Rumlow, who had come to visit every day he wasn’t on some mission while Jack lay uselessly in a hospital bed. Rumlow, who upon dropping Jack off acts like the ‘you are a piece of shit for not calling, I hope it is bc you’re banged up as hell’ message Jack’s decidedly male steady fuckbuddy had left on the answering machine is scandalous only for all the ways in which it was rude as hell and probably the root cause for Jack getting blown up in the first place, and don’t you let the timeline get in the way of a ridiculous theory, Jackie. ‘Guy’s a moron for ever letting you go, ‘s what he is’, Brock slurs later, as they are both a little fucked up after sharing Jack’s good scotch, and Jack’s heart does a funny little flip at that.

3. Circa 2000. Jack’s got Brock pinned to the mats, and hey, maybe Brock let him win this round a little too easily, the way Jack accuses him of with warm amusement in his voice. And Brock so wants to kiss him and/or bite the amused little curl off a smirk off his lips; Then, though, he remembers shit like his first bf and that abusive guard from juvie, and taps out with a laugh, brushes both the flirtations and the not-quite-platonic feelings for Jack aside, and that’s that.

2. Circa 2003. Some sort of torture training where Jack for reasons has to beat up a tied to a chair Brock and at this point they obviously trust each other blind. And Jack looks sooo good with bloodied knuckles and Brock kinda doesn’t mind a little pain and whoopsie. But he can’t say anything, can’t act upon these feelings b/c Jack would finally realise how fucked in the head Brock truly is if he knew this got him turned on, right? Of course he’s wrong bc Jack’s got quite a similar if reversed line of thought, but they are dumbasses who don’t use their words and so nothing gets resolved yet.

1. Circa 2007. Amidst a fire fight, pinned down by enemies and sure they’ll die. And it ain’t like it is in the movies, and there’s no time slowing down or some shit, just desperately hoping against hope somehow they won’t run out of bullets, somehow at least Jack will make it home. In the end, there’s just a quick “Jack I-“ & a “yeah, same,” just as they’re down to their last magazines, and just then as all seems lost reinforcements swoop in and saves their asses and the day, yay!

+1 Circa 2007, same day still. Comfy back home after debriefs and medical check ups and showers, in Brock’s small place in the city on the couch, with like pizza and scotch and beer after surviving that last crappy shitshow of a mission. They’re tired, and banged up and all kinds of tangled together and no more nervousness, just certainty and then Brock leans over and up and they share a kiss that was over a decade in the making and yay.

[finleyforevermore]

I'm gonna start fucking crying oh my GOD I ADORED THIS SO MUCH!!! :D

I know you're busy KitKat, it's perfectly ok that this took a little while!! I can wait, don't worry 💚💚💚💚💚

With that being said, EEEEE LITTLE SIS I LOVE YOUUU I LOVE THESE

You can expect a lot of angry rambling about why Anaïs Michell shouldn't have cut the earlier versions of Epic III from Hadestown in the future dkshhsbs

This is gonna be kinda weird to say but I'm neurotypical? 👉🏾👈🏾 so I don't think I stim, or if I do without knowing it, it's probably in different ways? I do understand the mixup though, I know a LOT of neurodivergent people, so it's not very hard to get lumped together with em /lh /nm

I'd tell you about all my favorite things with star symbolism in it (COUGH COUGH indoctrinate you into liking Chonny Jash COUGH COUGH)

I can see us wishing on the star and then desperately trying not to tell each other our wishes even though we REALLY wanna tell our wishes to each other (bc it's been said if you make a wish then tell it to someone else it won't come true)

You'd make the best cookies ever I just know you would <333

"there's like..there's like a completely different scoring system that this Thing is being measured on. And on that scoring system this Thing is a masterpiece." "What's the other scoring system?" "..you know, I don't know-"

I love all your plushies very dearly<33 I'd introduce you to mine too!!

Trust and believe I will be losing my mind the entire time while we watch the Spiderverse duology bfkshshsh

Every so often I'll just dramatically whisper "Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd" to you or "There's a waarrr going on out there somewhere and Andrey isn't here" and then watch as you get confused "what war?? Who's Andrey?? Where is he??"

We're going to memorize Wicked whether you like it or not-- /j

Or if there's any musicals we both enjoy (like Hamilton as it seems!), we'd memorize that!

I WILL be converting you to a Hadestown fan, mark my words /silly

I'd try and get you into all my favorite stuff like pushing you down further through the Tally Hall rabbit hole

I will not stop trying until you listen to at least two songs from their first album (which is probably the more popular of the two)

I'd casually drop lines from CCCC (Chonny's Charming Chaos Compendium, cover album inspired by Tally Hall) and then whenever you get confused I'd go "and this is why you need to listen to the album so you'll understand what I'm talking about--"

Whether you listen or not, I WILL be rambling about all my ideas for if it was a musical (or if Hawaii Part II was a musical >:))

That's all the addendums I could think of! XD thank you for indulging me, little sis, I adore these <333

Can we do the "if we were irl friends" thingy too please? 🥺👉🏾👈🏾 /nf /lh

VIOLENTLY (read: gently) GRABBING YOU BY YOUR SHOULDERS. FIN FIN. OMIGOSH. I WAS WAITING FOR THIS. not like,, waiting for you to say it,,, but waiting for the opportunity and motivation to do this!! i think this whole thingy is super cute and silly in the best way possible and it's super fun too (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) !! SHAKING YOU SHAKING YOU SHAKING YOU OFCOURSE WE CAN !!!!!!!!!!!!

songgg.... meteor shower by cavetown!!!

we'd take turns rambling about our interests!! do i know anything about hadestown or musicals?? not reeaally... would i listen with 100% focus and be as excited as you because i love being around you and engaging in your interests and enjoy your presence overall???? ABSOLUTELY!!!!! (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦)

sub-hc to the one above,, i have a STRONG feeling we'd stim together. if you were comfortable and wanted to do it,,, we'd be shaking eachother and flapping our hands talking about our interests!!

i live in a desert country so there aren't any star-seeing places ((is that what they're called??)) that i know of, but if we lived in a place that had good stargazing spots ((I FOUND THE WORD!!!)) and you were on board,, you'd find me excitedly yapping off about what i researched about it while we're on our way there!!

i'd pack desserts and pastries that we baked together (because of course we would) in a silly little picnic basket decorated with stickers and we'd lay down a blanket of your choice on the grass,, enjoying our treats and talking about anything!! if we're lucky, we might catch a shooting star :3

speaking of which?? us baking together would be CHAOTIC

two teens left unsupervised in a kitchen, what will they do?

try their hand at baking from scratch the best they can, of course!!!

there's constant laughter coming from the kitchen, and by the end of it,, we'd be covered in batter, sugar, and flour. ... we'll clean that up later—

the end product would look scuffed and absolutely nothing like the inspo pic we found on either pinterest or google while nomming on icecream, but we'd still find it silly after laughing at it and take it with us anyway!! (つω`｡)

what we wanted...

WHAT WE MADE LMFAOAOAISUDHDHDH

[quietly, in awe, staring at the finished product. "what on the floating, spinning rock we call earth have we created." "a masterpiece."]

it's okay, we made an extra batch of cupcakes and cookies anyway. (*´▽`*)

i'm 100% introducing you to all my plushies. yes, all 8 of them. and my three cats. there is no escaping. /j /lh

i'd grab my childhood sofia the first blanket (that i still use) and an extra soft blanket for you if you didn't bring one after we get home from stargazing and we can watch both [into the spiderverse] and [across the spiderverse] back-to-back while snacking on whatever caught our eye in the store on our way home!!

you'd come over with both your hands free and leave with bags of the snacks and treats you liked and a random plushie that reminded me of you :3

we'd watch musicals together and you'd probably introduce me to your favorites; then i'd end up randomly spouting lines that got stuck in my head over and over again. like you'd be minding your business and i'd stare at you and very, very quietly go, "i came as soon as i heard, whaaaat, angelicaaaa all the way from london?? daaamn—"

eventually, we'd get to a point where if we rewatched a musical together enough, we'd act out the lines dramatically as they play in the background, scream-whisper-singing along as if we were the ones on stage.

sorry for taking so long to finish this finnfinn,, i got caught up in life stuff!! highschool exams are breathing down my back.... no......... MATHEMATICS PLEASE YOU'RE MY LEAST FAVORITE SUBJECT!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!! /silly BUT I WILL PREVAIL RAHHHHHHH!!! (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) i will be officially free for summer friday next week!!

[metalbuckaroo]

Hey, lovely! For your sleepover. How about...

“I desperately want to take you out for dinner and slow dance with you until the sun comes up, but I also want to grip your hair as I watch you writhing underneath me.”

Please feel free to ignore if you received this. 💖

Checking In

Summary// A hotel getaway with Bucky's favorite receptionist

Warnings// Lil angsty, some fluff, some smut, cursing, tiny mention of drinking, 18 plus only, minors dni

Note// I kinda love this request. I didn't use the quote, but its based off of the quote, this also got LONG and took sooo long.

My new masterlist and taglist will hopefully be done tomorrow night.

Im really hoping it doesn't flop bc I'm lowkey proud of it and also spent a lot of time on it

MASTERLIST

Moodboard by @commonintrest

This was the slowest Bucky had went with someone in a very long time. Three dates in and he hadn't even had the chance to see you naked. It was driving him crazy to say the least.

Anyone else wouldn't have gotten a call back, but for you; it made him want it even more. So, he came up with an idea to take that extra step.

Walking into the hotel you worked at, he gave a nod to the security guard and flashed you a charming smile; his hair much shorter than when you saw him last. "Like the haircut." You said, turning in the chair to look at him. "Feels more... professional."

"Checking in again?" You asked, leaning your chin on the base of your palm, reaching your other hand to card your fingers through the short hair.

Bucky shook his head and leaned his forearms on the desktop. "No. We are checking in somewhere else. Tonight, when you're off."

His eyes trailed down to the top of your blouse, looking at the few buttons that where open. "Buck, I'm not staying in a hotel with you." You smiled, shaking your head. "Come on, I'll sleep on the couch if you're too uncomfortable." He smirked.

You thought it over for a moment before sighing and nodding your head. "Yeah, ok." You agreed, letting him pull you in for a brief kiss by the back of your neck. "Fantastic. I'll be here at five to get you."

"I'll have to go get cl-" Bucky shook his head at you. "Won't need 'em." He said, turning to walk out. "Bucky, don't you dare."

"See ya tonight, pretty girl."

As promised, five o'clock hit and Bucky was pulling in front of the doors in his sleek black car; quickly getting out.

His usual suit was traded in for a more casual button up tee and dark jeans, the prosthetic that matched the shape of his right arm perfectly on display.

He rounded the desk and picked up your bag. "You can't be back here." You teased, making him roll his eyes. "Come along, babydoll. We have plans." He said, hand between your shoulder blades to guide you with him.

Bucky's plan would surely get that extra step at least jumpstarted. The heated make out sessions in his car when he dropped you off were starting to get to him.

He refused to call anyone else to handle the tightening of his jeans, the wait made him yearn for you even more.

So, he patiently waited as you changed into the lavender sundress he'd sent for, listened and talked over dinner on the patio of the motel, and just basked in your enjoyable presence.

"Dance with me." You said, hand laying on his bicep. He chuckled lightly and shook his head. "I don't dance, sugar."

You raised your eyebrows and cocked your head to the side, fingers tracing down the vein that ran the length of his arm and to his hand. "Well, you're going to, or you'll be sleeping in that room alone." You laced your fingers in his and he looked at you with an amused expression. "Oh, really now?"

"Mhm, c'mon. It's a slow one, so you won't embarass yourself." You teased, feeling his hands on your hips as soon as you turned your back to him. "I never said I couldn't dance. Just that I don't, babydoll." His gruff voice said in your ear, moving to stand in front of you once in the midst of the other couples enjoying their night.

"Couldn't say no to you if I tried anyways." He said softly as your hands rested on the back of his neck, his on the dip of your waist.

The Bucky who took you on dates was different than the Bucky who strolled in your lobby at least once every two weeks. He wasn't glowering when he looked at you; instead he had a smile that made the corner of his eyes crinkle and your heart flutter.

He hadn't smiled so hard and so much in years. He was addicted. To your voice, fiery attitude, and gleaming smile; and he couldn't even imagine how much more he'd crave once he finally got a taste of you.

"Gonna let me sleep in the bed, pretty girl?" He cooed, hands roaming over the swell of your ass. "Of course, Mr Barnes." You grinned, pecking a kiss to his dimpled chin. "Could dance with you all night if you wanted me to." He said, squeezing gently. "I wouldn't complain."

His lips slotted over yours, your eyes fluttering shut at the softness of them.

He suddenly lifted his head, bottom lip brushing the tip of your nose as you opened your eyes again.

Bucky's cold demeanor he usually had while walking through the lobby of the hotel returned, smile fading into a deep scowl as he looked at something behind you.

"Is something wrong?" You asked, worry lacing your voice as you cupped his stubbled jaw in your hands, feeling the muscle of it flex. "Just stay close." He murmured, pulling you closer to his front.

You furrowed your eyebrows at him, lips parting to say something, but the stern look in his eyes stopping you as they stayed glued on whatever was behind you.

"Barnes, didn't expect to see you here- like this." A voice that was slightly higher in pitch than Bucky's sounded from behind you.

Bucky tucked you into his side, hand on the small of your back as he stared at the shorter man. "Just enjoying my night. That a problem?"

You swallowed thickly and gripped onto the back of Bucky's shirt, crumbling the perfectly ironed fabric in your fist as your heart pounded. "Needa talk." The man said.

Bucky's eyes flicked to a group of men sitting at the corner of the patio before looking back to the man in from of him. "Go sit down. Order us some more drinks." Bucky said sternly. "Bucky-"

He finally looked down at you with an icy stare, making you shrink back slightly. "Now isn't the time to argue with me. Go sit down." The tone of his voice was one you hadn't heard before.

You nodded and turned to walk back to the table, picking at your nails as you took your seat again.

Looking to where Bucky was sat at the table with the group, you chewed your bottom lip. You knew what you were getting into when accepting that first date, you just didn't think it'd follow you everywhere.

He tried to stay patient, he was in rival territory and knew it was a terrible idea; but this was one of the nice hotels and he wanted the weekend spent right. Keeping his cool was the only way he was going to be able to do that.

He was barely even listening to half of what the men were saying, glancing over at your nervous posture as you picked the nails he had just paid to get manicured; even though you protested against taking his money.

Until one statement had his head snapping back towards one of them. "The girl seems... sweet. Make you happy?" It wasn't meant in a way a friend would ask when checking up on another friend. Bucky felt it burn through him like a threat.

"Yeah, well, she's got a mouth on her and I'm losing my patience. So, you men have a good night, you owe my girl an apology for ruining her night." He stood, teeth gritting together.

You noticed Bucky's tense stance and straightened in your seat as he got closer. "Rude bastards." Bucky grumbled, taking your hand in his and tugging for you to stand. "What did they want?"

Bucky thought about lying, but he promised you he wouldn't. "Talk business. Can't believe they'd interrupt me over stupid bullshit." He sneered, pulling you along with him back into the hotel. "Where are we going? They're going to bill you for those drinks." You huffed, picking up your pace to walk next to him. "Don't care."

By the time the two of you reached the door to your room, Bucky had you pressed against it; fumbling to swipe the key card as his lips attacked yours.

Your hands fisted into the front of his shirt to keep your balance as shoes were kicked off, Bucky backing you towards the bed with his large hands holding the sides of your face.

You fell back onto the bed when the backs of your knees met the edge of the mattress, taking him with you; Bucky's body parting your legs.

The kiss was hungry and desperate, sharing breaths as his hands gripped at your outer thighs and pawed their way under the skirt of your dress.

You pulled away from the kiss, breathless as he dipped his head to latch his lips on the underside of your jaw. "Bucky, wait-" You panted, pressing his shoulders lightly. "What?" He breathed, stopping all movements as he looked at you; eyes dark and lips kiss swollen. "I-"

"You're a virgin. We can wait, if so." He cut you off, face dropping slightly. "No, no. It's not that. I just haven't had sex in awhile." You said, gnawing at your tongue. "Want me to go slower?"

"I just don't want to take things too fast." You whispered, tracing the collar of his shirt with your fingertips.

Bucky took a deep inhale, warm hand moving to hold your chin. "Babygirl, listen. I'm not going to kick you out of my bed when we're done. You got me attached with this damn chase you gave me. Wanna take care of you. Okay?"

You nodded and pulled him back down to you, his tongue slipping between your lips as his fingers worked at the buttons of his shirt.

Gently pushing them away, you replaced his hands with yours to pop the buttons open as his tongue glided across every inch of your mouth he could reach.

You lifted your back off of the mattress for his hand to feel for the zipper of your dress, grazing your fingers down the tensing muscles of his chest and abdomen; stopping at the button of his jeans.

"Don't get shy now, take 'em off." Bucky mumbled against your lips, sliding the straps of your dress off of your shoulders.

The wetness between your legs grew as your tugged at his belt, whimpering into his mouth when he pressed his hips against you to show how hard he was.

Pulling away, Bucky sat up to tug your dress down your torso and legs; eyes drinking in the beautiful sight in front of him as he shoved his jeans off and palmed himself through his boxers.

"Take the shirt off." You panted, backing up the bed. A smirk grew on his face, metal thumb sliding back and forth in the waistband of his boxers as he looked at your glistening folds. "Ask nicely and I just might." He taunted. "Please."

You watched the way his muscles flexed with each movement, the shirt sliding off of his arms and to the floor; revealing the mess of scars Bucky hoped you'd ignore and a large tattoo on his ribcage.

Next were his boxer briefs, pooling at his feet as his cock twitched in the air; swollen tip red and leaking precum. "You're staring, babydoll." He said, voice low as he moved his body back over yours.

"Can't help it." You swallowed, the weight of his cock against your thigh as you felt the firmness of his back. His hand slipped between your bodies to guide himself to your heat, spreading your slick with his tip.

"So wet, barely even touched you yet." You whined at his words and gripped his shoulders. "Buck, please. Stop the teasing."

The smirk on his face grew before he brushed his lips against yours. "Hm, I don't know. Kept me waitin' so long, might just tease you a little more." He hummed. You bucked your hips against him, his tip barely pressing into you. "Fuck..." Bucky said in a low groan, a shudder passing through his body.

He made sure you felt every ridge and vein, pulling breathy sounds from you when he pushed deeper. Your walls so tight and warm around him, he already had to hold off his release.

"Look at me, sweet girl." He breathed, nipping at your bottom lip and rolling his hips into yours.

When you opened your eyes, the adoring look in Bucky's made your breath hitch. Hands wedging under your back as he sat up, holding you to him so you were sitting on his thick thighs.

"So beautiful." He groaned as his hands glided over the curve of your back to your ass, metal and flesh fingers digging into the skin.

Guiding your hips in a faster pace, he could feel you clenching around him, swallowing the blissed out sounds you made with a breath taking kiss as his grip on you tightened.

The soft ow that passed your lips made Bucky loosen his grip and move you in a slower pace. "Need me to slow down?" He panted, pulling away from you slightly.

You frantically shook your head, hands clinging to his shoulders; needing to feel his skin against yours. "No-no. Don't stop, please, keep going." You whined, bucking your hips along with him.

In a swift movement, your back was pressed back into the mattress. Your fingers laced with Bucky's as he pinned your hands at the sides of your head, his hips meeting yours in a faster, rougher pace that knocked the breath from your lungs and made your head spin; his cock sliding against every sweet spot, some that you didn't even know existed.

Salacious sounds from both of you echoed around the room, your eyes fluttering shut again and body arching into him so your front was flush to his as the coil snapped.

"There you go, baby. Feel so good, so worth the wait." Bucky moaned out, chasing his own release with shorter thrusts.

A whimper of his name falling from your sweet lips sent him over the edge, his hips flush to yours as he spilled into you with a guttural moan.

He slowly rocked his hips into yours, riding the blissful feeling for all that it was as he looked over your blissed out face.

It was the moment your eyes peaked out, staring back into his lust darkened ones that Bucky knew. You were the one thing he needed to protect. To hold close and never let go.

A tender kiss was placed on your lips, a satisfied hum leaving Bucky as he slipped from between your legs to lay beside you.

You slowly moved off of the bed to grab a shirt and go to clean up, legs feeling wobbly with each step to and from the bathroom.

Bucky sat on the edge of the bed when you walked back into the adjoined room, legs still a little jelly feeling as you made you way back to him.

He laughed, an actual belly laugh that made your heart swell as he pulled you between his parted thighs. "I have some... unexpected business to take care of in the morning."

You nodded lightly and sat your hands on his shoulders. "I want you to stay in this room and keep the door locked. When I come back, we'll do something." He promised, gently massaging your sides. "Something, huh?"

A squeak escaped your throat when you were pinned back underneath Bucky, his hips pressing into you. "Oh, don't you get me started. I'll keep you up all night."

[binunus]

college bf!eunwoo

a/n I LOVE HIM !! I WOULD LITERALLY RISK IT ALL FOR HIM !! also rip to the disappointing hookup experience I had that made an appearance in this headcanon...yes I’m still angry about it.

→ pairing: eunwoo x f!reader

→ genre: smut, fluff, fwb to lovers

→ tw: hookup culture, mentions of drinking and drug use, implied almost SA, this is a bit heavy compared to the other ones like please be a cautious a little when you’re reading this

→ word count: 5.6k

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here we go ladies and gents

i had something completely different planned for this

and it was super angsty and dramatic

but i had a monumental experience last night so I’m changing this up

and okay okay

i usually try to write all my stuff gender neutral but bc of the idea I have for some of this plot, it’s gonna be a female reader

im sorry to all my male identifying loves :(

and back to our regularly scheduled program

cha motherfuckin eunwoo

lee fuckin dongmin

he doesn’t go by dongmin, he prefers to go by eunwoo, only his family calls him dongmin

as soon as he stepped foot into the university, everyone knew him

and I mean everyone

he’s so attractive

but don’t get it twisted, eunwoo’s the humblest, sweetest bean

he gets very embarrassed when people compliment him for his looks

applied for random roommates his first year and got paired up with swimmer!bin

he and bin become besties and end up rooming together their entire college career

major: music performance, specialty in piano

most people (besides those in the music department or astro) would have never thought eunwoo was a music major, especially since he was incredibly smart and athletic too???

usually gets mistaken for a STEM major

often helps the boys (especially rocky and sanha) with their studies

and oof when he tries out for–and makes it into–the basketball team

everyone ???? floored

eunwoo has game on the court...now with dating??? eh not so much

(at least not sober shh)

he’s tried dating before, at least in the first year or so

the basketball team kept trying to set him up with people

but it never got anywhere substantial and eunwoo always trusted astro to really give the vibe check and no one ever passed

and so he settled for hookup culture every now and then

his emotions are guarded :’(

yes he’s very easy to talk to and always so nice and well mannered

but he’s only himself with astro

now, where do you come into this???

you’re a cheerleader

you and eunwoo know each other by association

you cheer for his home games, you’ve been in a couple of classes together, you’ve seen each other at parties

but would you call yourselves friends?? not really

now you know it’s highly unlikely for you to have a lasting boyfriend in college, especially with your affiliation as a cheerleader, so you also opt for hookup culture

less messy feelings, less drama, less commitment, all that fun

so the first time your paths really intertwine with eunwoo is at a party

the basketball team won a big game and they were out celebrating yuh

and ofc since it’s his team, eunwoo popped out

he only really attends parties hosted by the basketball team bc he feels a bit obligated to go LOL but he always brings swimmer!bin for support 

and it’s chill bc bin is also an athlete–yes it’s exclusive like that

but this time, bin couldn’t go so it’s just eunwoo hanging with his team

and yes, you can guess it, you and him get partnered up to play beer pong together!

that’s so cliche omg

but ah ha you hear your opponent, one of eunwoo’s teammates say to one of your fellow cheerleaders: don’t worry baby, I’ll carry you through this game

and you cringed a little ugh men

eunwoo turns to you like: ah sorry if we lose, it’s all luck with me. The guys usually pick to play me bc I’ll probably lose. I’ll drink the cups for you though if you want me to.

you get a little fired up, like aw why do they pick on him that’s not fair

you: well I’m not horrible at pong, so let’s try to crush em

he played pretty well ok! you both got balls back twice in a row right in the beginning

your team was on a roll

you and eunwoo won three games back to back

you were feeling a bit bloated and hazy from the beer that you and him had to drink, but you were still pretty self aware

and you and eunwoo were just chilling after playing the games, you two were on a pretty good wavelength and you wanted to continue it after joking around in between plays

alright now obviously you don’t go into these parties just strictly looking for a hookup, you go to have fun and let loose

but if the person and situation arises??? you wouldn’t necessarily turn it down, especially if that person was cha eunwoo

and yeah, eunwoo was entertaining the idea too, it’s been a while since he vibed with someone like he has with you

basically by the end of the night, you brought him back to your place–you’d rather eat shit than hook up at the basketball house, it was messy and musty and just nope

your place was closer than his

and ~yuh~

it was pretty damn good

he didn’t stay the night, bc well this was a hookup, so after you both had your fill it was a casual alright see you around!

oh lord the fuss your cheerleading team gave you at the next practice asking how your hookup with eunwoo was

the news spread like wildfire

eunwoo didn’t hook up very often so every time he did, it was like breaking news

which is honestly a bit fucked up, but seriously this is how college is

alright so your sex drive skyrocketed after fucking eunwoo 

you hook up with another guy at one of the following parties

but it didn’t compare to eunwoo rip so you were pretty disappointed

and you were sorta wondering like hm? should you hit him up? but decided against it 

and then! you saw him at the gym working out with literally all of astro

bin probably forced the other 4 to come with him and eunwoo sksksksk

and you were like shit why does he look so good

not gonna lie, just in case he was looking over, you tried to make your ass and tits pop out a bit more, you know squats and shit

unfortunately, it caught the attention of other guys at the gym and not eunwoo grrr

and you were literally just planning to stop being a coward and go up and talk to him, but a guy blocked your path

and he was lowkey being very creepy and way too close for your liking

but you weren’t having it, hell no you ain’t a damsel in distress

being a cheerleader taught you how to defend yourself against predatory men

so you were basically telling him to fuck off and leave you alone, but he was being really damn persistent about it

and just as the guy was about to put a hand on you, eunwoo steps in and he’s like: dude, she’s clearly not interested, fuck off.

after a bit of a stare off, the guy leaves and wow you’re face to face with eunwoo again hehehe

his eyes switch from a glare to a soft worried look and he’s like, hey are you okay?

and you’re like a little giddy, maybe also a little bit turned on bc he’s still like fresh from a workout, his hair was brushed back revealing his forehead, his arm muscles were really defined right now, and just he’s so hot? 

but you smile nonchalantly, you genuinely could have just slapped the shit out of the guy or kicked him right in the baby factory, but eunwoo stepping in was also a pleasant surprise, you weren’t complaining

you: yeah. I could have handled it, but thanks for helping

and he just grins, your confidence?? attractive

the two of you just like look at each other for a couple seconds and you’re yelling at yourself in your head like don’t cop out this is what you were waiting for !!

you: so...you’re here with your friends?

eunwoo: yeah, me and my roommate forced them to come work out with us haha. did you come by yourself?

you: yeah, I usually work out with my teammates, but I decided to come alone today

eunwoo nods and you see him like look at your neck and you immediately get a bit shy bc you knew there was a hickey there from your last (very disappointing) hookup: you’ve been having fun recently?

your face flushes: the last one was embarrassing really, so honest to god no

eunwoo: why was it embarrassing? if...you don’t mind me asking

you immediately facepalm: no, yeah I don’t mind telling you...ugh, eunwoo I was literally catfished. this guy really talked mad game about his dick and then when I agreed to hook up, he asked me to suck him off and it literally only took him less than ten minutes. and after he came, he just pulled up his pants and said “damn you give really good head” like the fuck? he didn’t even offer to return the favor or anything, and when I asked him “wait, are we gonna fuck?” he just said “maybe next time.” maYbE neXt tiMe?? I was played so hard, you have no idea how pissed I was, eunwoo. and now I have to wait for his dumb fucking hickey to heal so that I can literally just repress that hookup even happened.

his jaw literally dropped: he didn’t give you anything?

you shook your head, you were getting pissed again 

eunwoo couldn’t believe his ears, he glances back at astro for a second and then he clears his throat: well...what are you doing after the gym?

you: nothing, just going home and taking a shower. My roommate’s not gonna be home tonight so I’m probably gonna wallow in my sorrows about that hookup again

he laughs: well sounds like you have a fun night planned, but if you want some company?? I’d be more than happy to come over and help you forget about the sad disrespect of that hookup.

who said eunwoo couldn’t flirt ???

and he was thinking about hitting you up again too before but he didn’t wanna seem like a fuckboy or anything

but seeing you defend yourself against the guy?? lowkey was a bit of turn on for him

obviously you agreed hello

eunwoo going up to astro: so uh...imma head out first...I’ll see you guys later. :)

sanha: hyung so scandalous *O*

you and eunwoo fuck again

and after this time, the two of you have a little bit of pillow talk

basically you tell him that fucking him ruined all other guys for you bc he was just that good

and eunwoo usually gets shy from compliments, but his ego with this one??? he felt a bit proud ohohoho

and he’s like: honestly, you’re the only person I’ve fucked in six months, but I gotta agree that our sexual chemistry is pretty good

so where do you two go from there?

friends with benefits baby, full on fuck buddies

you both talk and agree that you two weren’t looking for relationships at the moment, but the sex was good

i’m gonna get into specifics later, but for now a little more plot

obviously, you and eunwoo talk a lot more now that you two were basically fucking each other at least once a week

the guys notice that he’s so much more?? carefree?? less stressed out?? ever since you and him started your little agreement

and they’re already scheming by themselves, like eunwoo would not get into a situation like this unless he trusted you as a person

and at first it was really just, call each other over, have sex, stay for a little bit longer, then leave

neither of you ever stayed the night bc that’s just an unspoken rule

until there was this one party, a group of people were in one of the rooms at the basketball house and they told you to come join them and ~do drugs~

don’t dabble kids, I’m serious

and you were chilling with eunwoo and bin for a bit until they called you over and you were like: wanna try too?

eunwoo and bin didn’t do it obviously, but you were curious so you went and told them you would be back in a bit

eunwoo was worried about you, bin could see it from a mile away

he kept glancing back at the room and one by one people started to come out, but none of them were you

bin nudging eunwoo: go check up on her

eunwoo opens the door to see you being like pinned down on the bed and he turns livid

he pulls the guy off you and punches him right in the face like: what the fuck do you think you’re doing? what did you give her?

you’re noticeably out of it, sobriety? not there

the guy basically laced something in the drug he gave you, omg you were roofied??

bin comes in and he literally has to hold eunwoo back from beating the shit out of the other guy

the two take you back to their apartment and were making sure that you didn’t die or something shit

literally cannot believe the first time you slept over at eunwoo’s place was when you were drugged up

you wake up the next morning, nauseous, body weak, and confused

eunwoo also wakes up because of your movement: hey y/n, are you okay?

you: eunwoo...what...what happened last night??

he sits up and gives you a recount of the party and you just like hug your body tightly when he brings up the drugs and start crying

he’s a bit shocked when he sees your tears, but he just pulls you in for a hug to try and comfort you, obviously that must have been a bit traumatic

eunwoo: hey...it’s okay...I’m just glad I checked up on you before something worse happened

you: I’m such a fucking idiot...I can’t believe I let myself get put in that situation again...no wonder people think I’m a just a dumb whore.

~trauma~

you and him spill your deepest darkest most traumatizing secrets that morning and you just feel more connected to him

you: I honestly never really told anyone...thanks eunwoo, you’re a good friend.

he feels more protective of you after that??

you start hanging around with him and astro more

and the guys really like having you around !!

you’re very easy to get along with, you also joke and tease eunwoo with them, they love you !

you even become really friendly with the other guys’ partners

about half a year into your fuck buddy relationship with eunwoo

everyone: why aren’t you dating y/n yet?

eunwoo: what do you mean?? we’re just friends...with benefits??

before you even know it, you’re spending literally all your time (when you’re not training or practicing or at class) with eunwoo and his friends

you sleep more at eunwoo’s than you do at your own apartment

honestly you two are already acting like a couple

except for the fact that you only kiss each other when you’re fucking, or you don’t hold hands in public, or you don’t say the L word to each other obviously

but the cuddles? the jokes? the hanging out? if you two are seen together there’s still a little form of physical touch––like a hand on the waist, or resting his elbow on your shoulder––something that tells other people that you two are a bit exclusive to each other

and maybe it’s because both of your emotional capacities when it comes to relationships are akin to a pubescent thirteen year old, but you and eunwoo?? don’t really realize that you’re both basically in love with each other

and it’s also the fact that catching feelings in a friends with benefits?? forbidden

but what if both people catch feelings?

you don’t realize you like eunwoo until a year of fucking each other

damn a year?? y’all really suppressed those romantic feelings hard

you and him were hanging out, per usual, but in the piano rooms of the music building

eunwoo had to practice his repertoire for an upcoming performance and you were free so you decided to come along and keep him company

you knew he was a music major and that he played piano, but you never actually heard him play

you were just chilling by the window, scrolling through your phone, and then he just starts playing and your jaw?? literally dropped

it was so intricate and fluid and elegant, you looked over to the keys and his hands just moved so expertly over them

you were put in a trance, it was so beautiful??

and then you look up and his concentration? seriousness? he has honestly never looked more attractive to you than in that moment

and then eunwoo meets your eyes and he smiles a little: is it bad?

you: no, you’re amazing actually...

and your stomach does a triple somersault and your cheeks start heating up, like why is your heart going haywire???

you start spacing out and obviously he notices

eunwoo calls your name and pats the space next to him on the piano bench

eunwoo: what are you thinking of, hm?

you: n-nothing. keep playing, I wanna hear more

and so he does and your heart just won’t chill out, especially now that you’re literally sitting mere centimeters apart from him

he’s still playing and you just can’t stop thinking about how much you want to kiss him–and not in a sexual way

and that honestly scared you, so you panicked and put your hand near his crotch

eunwoo jolts in surprise, but he doesn’t say anything, he just chuckles and continues playing

do you have sex in the piano room to try and distract yourself from whatever you were feeling? yeah

you hide your feelings for a little bit, but the more time you spent with him, the stronger they got, and you honestly didn’t know what to do

so you tried distancing yourself, you gave eunwoo the excuse that cheerleading competitions were coming up–which they were, so it wasn’t a complete lie–and you needed to focus and have time to yourself

it was so weird for you not seeing him and astro all the time, you barely responded to his text messages or calls, and when you saw him around campus, you would immediately try to avoid him, and it hurt but you were ~scared~

eunwoo’s a smart boy, he knew something was off with you

but after a week of trying to contact you, he didn’t wanna seem annoying or a bother, so he tried not to

even though all he wanted was to see you or talk to you, like it was beyond sex at this point

he missed you, he thought he was going to go insane

he didn’t realize his feelings for you until he saw you talking to a guy in the athletic building

he had basketball practice, and you just finished your cheerleading practice

you were talking to this one guy from your philosophy class, basically joking around and talking shit about your professor

and eunwoo saw you smile at something the guy said and he just felt jealous

his fists clenched, he hated seeing you smile and laugh with the guy like how you used to do with him

and it also didn’t help that you and him haven’t really talked in two or three weeks and he just missed you so much :(

he tried not to think about it during his practice, but it didn’t work, he was off his game for this one, even his teammates and coach noticed it

he went back to his place after practice and called over the boys and basically vented his frustrations

jin: eunwoo. you like y/n

eunwoo: I know...fuck what do I do

bin: tell her, obviously

eunwoo: and risk our?? friendship??

myungjun: you’re a fucking idiot if you don’t see that she likes you back

rocky: yeah...I mean why else do you think noona started distancing herself from you?

eunwoo: maybe I’m just feeling like this because we haven’t met up in a while and I saw her talking to that guy and I don’t know? I’m horny?

sanha: hyung...you sound indenial and jealous.

bin: you like her. we’re surprised you didn’t realize this earlier.

anyway, the day of the competition comes, and the guys and their partners decide to pop out and support you

and seeing them actually made you feel so warm, you wave at them brightly and you meet eyes with eunwoo and you smile at him even though the butterflies are back and at full force

the group is so proud watching you and your team compete, their cheers are debatably the loudest and you literally have to stop yourself from laughing in the middle of your routine

your school places first yuh

and after talking with your team and discussing celebration plans, you go to the group

you were having such an adrenaline rush, you immediately run up to eunwoo in a crushing hug and you kiss him

eunwoo doesn’t even hesitate to kiss you back

astro and them: ohohoho hey

you: I’m so happy you all came! I can’t believe we actually won!

you were going to celebrate with your team bc you knew they were throwing a party, but celebrating with eunwoo and astro/their partners seemed way more appealing to you

you all go out to dinner and drink a little bit casually and it’s all such good vibes

you missed hanging around with them all and it just felt so right

eunwoo rested his hand on your thigh the whole time throughout dinner, he missed you alright, and just seeing you so happy with all his friends? he was hooked

when the group parts ways, it’s just you and eunwoo heading back to his place bc bin is spending the night at his partner’s apartment

and honestly the tension is so thick between you two

you barely make it past the door before you’re both latched onto each other, making out and all that steamy stuff

after you have sex, the two of you are having that post-sex cuddle in his bed and your heart is pounding so loud

you: hey...I’m sorry if it was weird that I kissed you earlier at the venue, I don’t really know what came over me, I was just so glad to see you guys

eunwoo: you don’t have to apologize for that y/n...I missed you

you roll around so that your back is to him bc you do not have the strength to look at him in the eyes right now

eunwoo hugs your waist and pulls you in his chest, he’s spooning you and he has no plans on letting you go any time soon

you: uh...eunwoo, I-we-uh maybe we should stop this...thing from going any further

he literally freezes: ...did I do something wrong?

you: no! it’s...I...fuck I don’t know how to say this...I know we’ve been hooking up for a year but just recently I...think I have feelings for you...and it’s not fair for either of us to continue this if we’re not on the same page.

eunwoo: y/n, I–

you’re rambling now, you’re scared of what he has to say: and honestly you’ve become someone I really don’t wanna lose in my life. You’re an amazing person and friend, and I don’t wanna fuck that up by having feelings for you, especially since you probably don’t feel the same. I just...can’t have casual sex with you anymore...I’m sorry, it would break me.

you’re like trying to get up and you tell him that you’re going to go to the party your team’s hosting but he just tightens his grip

eunwoo: don’t go...please

you: eunwoo, I can’t stay here–

eunwoo: you don’t even know what I feel, y/n...why are you so sure that I don’t feel the same way as you?? because I do...honest to god, y/n, I like you so fucking much. the month that you didn’t talk to me was like hell and I don’t ever wanna experience that again. I missed you so much I thought I was going crazy...please don’t go.

you roll around and face him again

you: y-you like me? you’re not just saying that because you want to keep having sex?

eunwoo: I’m not just saying that because of the sex...I promise

you: so...what does that make us now?

eunwoo: well would you do me the honors and be my girlfriend?

god finally you two are dating

you realize that not much really changes after the two of you make it official

the pda does increase though, you actually hold hands and kiss each other in public now

and you two are more cutesy with each other

yes astro pretends to gag whenever they see you act all coupley

petnames!! you call each other baby, sometimes you call him minnie!! as in dongminnie !! im screaming!!

a poster couple, the basketball player and the cheerleader

literally when you’re both wearing your uniforms and you kiss each other, it’s like one of those teen movies

lots of forehead kisses especially right before bed

eunwoo’s a clingy cuddly boy, especially now that you two are together

lots of study dates?? he is a scholar after all

you’re each other’s biggest supporters !! you always go to all of his recitals and basketball games, he always goes to your competitions

he’s very soft okay, will never stop showing you off or telling you how much you mean to him and how much he loves you

the first I love you came shortly in the relationship, and that’s because you’ve known each other a year prior and the feelings were really just building up since then

you were in the piano room again and he was just playing for fun, but you always loved hearing him ~tickle those ivories~

he was playing a song and singing along and you swear you had heart eyes for him, his voice was so soft and gentle and just wow

you’re sitting next to him and you just hug his waist while he’s playing

eunwoo’s smiling so wide and then he’s singing to you 

he doesn’t even get to finish the song, because you’re grabbing his face and kissing him 

he’s laughing in between kisses and you can’t help but laugh with him

grrr he’s so cute!

and then you two are just looking at each other

eunwoo: hm? 

you: I love you, minnie

he doesn’t miss a beat: I love you too, y/n

you and him have a lot of deep talks together, especially right before bed

it’s the time when he can just let out all the frustrations of the day and just be with you

he actually holds a lot of pressure and worries, but knowing that you’re by his side, comforts him a lot

the two of you have so many pictures together it’s so cute

eunwoo’s a bit possessive alright, not in the toxic way, but will he tighten his grip on your waist if a guy seems to be getting a little too friendly with you? yeah

not gonna lie, you get possessive too, it’s hard especially if your boyfriend is cha eunwoo, he’s the fucking perfect package god dammit

you both tell each other that you don’t have to worry about other people bc y’all are just both so whipped for each other

but it’s still cute when either of you are jealous

he’s actually pretty into couple items, but it has to be like minimalistic-style

like matching plain color hoodies or matching pajama sets

will not wear a “he’s mine, she’s mine” shirt or something

but it’s okay bc neither would you sksksk

will he wink at you if he makes a three pointer during his game? yeah.

literally loves when you wear his clothes or fuck, his jersey?? a turn on

and here we go !! I’ve been talking about sex so much but let’s get into it !!

in the beginning, like before you two started dating, when it was just your fuck buddy friendship, it was sexy

and not saying that it’s not sexy now that you two were in a relationship, but before it was just lust

eunwoo’s a freak alright, you can’t convince me otherwise

he’s a little kinky

definitely into food play, you two use whipped cream during foreplay a little too much...

100% into anal

you know how much he loves ass, has a very nice ass himself

and we already been knew, but yes he’s an ass guy

s p a n k i n g

eunwoo seeing you in your cheerleading skirt? immediate turn on

will literally fuck you while you’re wearing your skirt...just your skirt.

alright alright, you have a hand kink...was it awoken by watching eunwoo play piano all the time? yes

does eunwoo use that to his advantage? yes

the amount of times he’s fingered you??? vaginal and anal??? lord have mercy

very much into overstimulation, will keep fingering you until you squirt

and yes im bringing back my the choking kink

literally if his hands make any contact with your neck area, even when he’s just kissing, you will drench

but ugh you and eunwoo making out and you know how he like cups the back of the neck?? i know y’all have seen it from the true beauty kiss scenes, and then it gets heated and his grip just moves to the front and squeezes and when your mouth opens in a gasp, he shoves his tongue down your throat

that’s so sexy

do you like choking on his cock? probably more than you should

does he make you deep throat until tears are literally streaming down your face? most definitely

he loves marking you?? it’s just a tell tale way to show everyone you’re his

he’s a bit feisty...will he manhandle you during sex?? yeah

eunwoo is a dom. I am 100% convinced that he is a dom, you won’t be domming him honey

daddy and babygirl kink...I said it...

okay he’s a bit of an exhibitionist...would probably be down to have sex anywhere as long as you don’t get caught

piano room sex? locker room sex? library sex? movie theater sex? restaurant bathroom sex? yes you’ve done it all

will he finger you while you guys are having a movie night with the guys? yeah

eunwoo’s a tease, he’s a little shit, will tease you until you’re literally in tears begging for him to just do something

favorite position is doggy, it’s the view of the ass for him

although you two both do like experimenting different positions, especially if it has to do with “training your flexibility”

will pull your hair while he’s fucking you from behind, and will plug your asshole with his thumb–don’t knock it until you try it...it’s...a pretty good feeling

sometimes wakes you up by eating you out

very much a giver ugh king

the type to grip your thighs tighter when you try to push him away from overstimulation just to force another orgasm out of you

believe it or not, he’s a gasper/grunter/groaner

nothing is hotter than hearing eunwoo groan right when he’s about to cum oooof grrrr bark bark

okay but soft gentle sex with eunwoo is so passionate

all you feel is the love and sincerity, especially when he’s just looking in your eyes

the love making happens a lot more obviously when you start dating

he’s just so in love with you alright

gives the best and sweetest after care ugh

cleans you up, gives you massages especially if it was a rough session, cuddles you, draws you a bath, brings you water, everything

always makes sure to tell you he loves you after sex

i would risk it all for eunwoo like please ruin my life

anyway

ugh I just wanna put the idea of protective eunwoo during a party in your head

his hand is always on you. waist, thigh, shoulder, anywhere casually

you don’t fight?? but you do argue

arguing is healthy, and you both would rather let it out and bicker with each other in the moment than let it bottle in and build up into something worse

but when you do have a disagreement, no matter how big or small, you two always make sure to never go to bed angry with each other

communication is very important for the both of you

you’re his better half :’) all the things eunwoo struggles with, you help him with it and vice versa

he figured out you were the one for him during one of your deep late night pillow talks

he was worried about what he’d do in the future after graduating, like he was genuinely having a crisis about it

but you just talked so calmly to him: baby, no matter where you end up after graduation or what you end up doing, you’re going to be fine. You’re such a hard worker and I know that you’ll succeed...no matter what, I’ll be here for you minnie. I believe in you, you’re future is going to be great.

and he just kisses you so sweetly: will you be in my future, baby?

you’re smiling and you just giggle at him: if you want me to be...I’d love to be a part of it.

ugh y’all are so whipped for each other !!

astro always teasing you two, even when you’re all older

you and eunwoo are equally ticklish so basically y’all are fucked when they wanna mess with you

both of your families love you and him instantly

they push marriage immediately after you both graduate college

even astro’s like: we know you two are probably gonna tie the knot first...when’s the wedding?

not gonna lie, you and eunwoo probably get married probably 2-3 years after college, pretty young age

sidenote: eunwoo 100% cries at your wedding, especially when he sees you walking down the isle in your dress

and he has huge baby fever so you bet y’all had kids fairly young too

the best dad !! ugh he loves kids !! ugh so domestic

im just gonna say, y’all have beautiful children

trusts bin and jinjin to babysit your kids the most...he’s scared of the rest of the boys watching over his children

anyway eunwoo literally deserves the world and I just?? love him so much?? happy ending yay hehe

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2-21-21