#idk why i get wrapped up in 100 series at a time

[untilyouremember]

MARS

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R U MINE? feat gojo satoru (II)

gojo satoru has got to be the picture definition of a stereotypical college frat boy. he’s cocky, loaded with his daddy’s money, and dangerously handsome. it seems like common sense to stay away from him since you’ll never get more than a one-night stand out of it. 

that’s why you choose to turn a blind eye once you’ve come to the horrific realization: you’re in love with him. and you’re just itching to ask…

“are you mine tomorrow? or just mine tonight?”

IMPORTANT: this is part TWO (and the final part) of the r u mine? mini series. make sure to read part one of this fic before proceeding! :)

content: 5.4k words, afab!reader, rich college frat boy gojo, SMUT (fingering & unprotected sex.. wrap it before u tap it kids!) ANGST, (i listened to deftones while writing the breakup era LMAOO i was in my feels 😔) gojo "everything reminds me of her" satoru is really going thru it, idk how to feel about the ending tbh, cheating implications, kinda proofread ig, more emo gojo (u luv to see it)

author's note: guys. where do i even start?? first of all, thank u for all the support on the first part of this mini series!! we also hit 100 followers on this blog so tysm for supporting me n my writing <3 here's the long awaited part two (n also the finale) as i promised that i would get it out over the weekend! just a quick announcement that i may be a little bit more inactive from here on out.. mainly because classes r starting again nd im starting to get busier. i do have more fic plans though, (and a geto smut in my drafts? 👀) so i'll make time to write when i can! happy reading and thank u for all the support on this silly little series :)

tags: @soley613 @feariteriu @bear-likes-mushrooms @96jnie @keilaq1 @whydohumansss @luftyluft @fatbootymuncher (bold = i'm unable to tag u)

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everything’s been hazy.

you don’t really remember how you got home– you either waved down a cab or walked until you somehow found your house. either way, the alcohol is worsening the pounding in your ears. the straps of your dress are clinging terribly against your skin–you want to take it off, you want to wear something more comfortable, you want to just go to sleep, preferably forever… but you can’t bring yourself to.

you can’t even bring yourself to move.

so the rumors really were true? but why did gojo pursue so far just for you? why did gojo say those words to you when you spent the night together? why did gojo try so hard to convince you that night that he wanted to have sex with you because he loved you–and not solely because he wanted to have sex?

why did gojo lie to you?

another series of pings sound throughout the room, and you finally move to silence your phone. the noise is all so overwhelming. why the hell is your phone blowing up?

you check your notifications–mostly dms from people you don’t know, either asking if you and satoru were dating, or questioning you about what the hell happened at the party. you know that you’re gonna be the subject of gossip once you’re back at campus, and you hate it.

you were surprised at the numbers once you scrolled down your notification list a little further. ten missed calls from satoru, accompanied by a series of fifteen panicked messages. you open it, and you stare sadly at his contact photo and name, remembering the fond memory behind it. once you two actually started dating, you were merciful enough to add a heart next to his name, and even updated it to “toru”. he was elated at that.

you think you can barely even call him gojo now.

the most recent message was barely sent a minute ago. like it was on cue, you see the bright headlights pull up outside of your door. you wanted to sink into your couch and never resurface ever again.

you hear suguru’s car door open and close, and then frantic knocking outside. you walk to the door while sniffling, looking through the peephole just to confirm your suspicions. it was satoru.

“i can hear you crying through the door, y/n. i know you’re there.” he takes a deep inhale, and the tears start rolling down your cheeks again once you hear the complete and utter vulnerability in his voice. you just don’t know what to believe anymore. “shit, i’m crying too. well, i’m gonna explain myself even if you don’t care enough to listen to me. uhm, believe it or not, what happened at the party wasn’t my doing… at all. when you went to use the bathroom, this girl went up to me and started flirting with me, like she was waiting for you to leave or somethin’. i was g’na tell her to go fuck off but she pushed herself on my lap and before i could do anything about it you walked in and it was just all horrible timing and- god. i know it sounds unbelievable, right? you must think i’m terrible right now.”

“you don’t have to believe me. if i were in your shoes i wouldn’t know what to think either. i’m just… explaining what happened.”

there’s a long period of silence between you and satoru, aside from the occasional sniffling on both ends. you don’t know what to say. you want to believe him. you want to do nothing more than to open the door and let him hold you in his arms again, but you just don’t know what to think anymore. you poured your entire heart out to a man who you knew you shouldn’t be messing with, and now you don’t know who or what to believe. you feel like a fool, and you’re just tired. so damn tired. the silence feels asphyxiating, like it's tearing your relationship with satoru further and further apart the longer it draws on.

satoru is the first one to break the silence. “i’m guessing from the silent treatment that you don’t believe me. it’s okay, y/n. i’ll wait an eternity for you to forgive me because i’ll always choose you- fuck… over anything, and i hope you know that.”

your mind is a mess, and satoru’s words make it even messier.

i’ll wait an eternity for you

i’ll always choose you over anything

you put your head in your hands and sob. it hurts.

a minute passes–gojo hears you get up from where you’re sitting behind the door, and his heart fills with hope.

“i just… i just don’t know how to believe you, gojo.”

his heart breaks when he hears the door–presumably to your bedroom–open and close, leaving him alone with his shattered heart. his heart breaks when he takes in your voice, noticing how weak and exhausted you sounded. he wonders how much you’ve cried just from this past hour alone. his heart breaks once he realizes that he’s alone with his thoughts again, alone with the voice in his head that was berating him for not being able to prevent all of this if he hadn’t frozen up and just pushed her away the second that girl started flirting with him. finally, his heart breaks once it registers that you called him gojo–the last name that he shares with his corrupt and money-crazy family… the family he tries so hard to get away from. it was also the name you called him during the days that you barely trusted him.

now, he’s back to square one, and he has none of your trust again. this time, satoru swears that he’ll do anything in his power to get it back once more.

you didn’t come to school today.

there’s been nothing but radio silence on your end. gojo has sent you countless messages over the weekend asking how you’ve been, with the occasional desperate voicemail where he tells you that he loves and misses you. you’ve turned off your read receipts, so gojo doesn’t even know if you’ve seen his texts or listened to his voicemails. he’s concerned for you, even though he knows that he’s the reason behind all of this. he was hoping to talk things out with you today.. but you weren’t even here.

one thing gojo knew about you is that you cared deeply about your academics, and you wouldn’t miss attendance even if you were sick. it pains him to know that he was the reason that you weren’t here today. you were avoiding him, and he felt helpless.

he’s talked to geto—and the best advice that his best friend could offer was to “find proof that you didn’t cheat on her.” he’s right, though. the last thing you had said to gojo was that you don’t know how to believe if he’s telling the truth or not. gojo has absolutely no idea how to prove his fidelity to you, since words clearly weren’t enough. it frustrates him to no end.

gojo now knows that he feels absolutely lost. all when he’s not with you.

it feels nerve-wracking to walk the halls. 

he remembers telling you the night that you slept together that he’d learned over time to drown out the rumors about him. he learned not to care about what other people thought about him, and he eventually became unaffected by the school’s gossip. 

however, this time was different.

this time, he finds it difficult to drown out the rumors when he hears your name in them. he flinches every time someone whispers your name and his as he walks the halls, feeling that all eyes are on him. “i heard y/n and gojo broke up…” “they were dating?!” “yeah.. i didn’t believe it at first, either! apparently he…”

he doesn’t want to hear it, so he walks a little faster. it hasn’t felt this suffocating to be on campus in a while.

maybe that’s partially why you didn’t show up. rumors are hard to ignore if you don’t know how to shun them out. 

gojo lets out a sigh. he decides that he’s going to ditch the rest of class. you weren’t here, he couldn’t talk to you, and he felt he was gonna go mad if he heard your name spoken by someone again, so he turns to leave, but flinches as he feels a hand lightly tap his shoulder.

“gojo-san?”

he turns around, with a girl that he’s never seen before standing in front of him… not that he pays attention to them in the first place, though. he raises his eyebrow in question, and the girl looks so nervous she might pass out. “i have to tell you something-“

“if it’s a love confession or whatever, i don’t want to hear it-“

“-no!” she flushes a deep shade of red, and he fights the urge to roll his eyes. she coughs awkwardly at his expression. “um, no.. it’s not that. please, just give me two minutes in the library. i have something to tell you.”

he decides to entertain this girl for a bit. he’d be lying if he said that he wasn’t curious about what she had to talk to him for. gojo sighs and says, “two minutes. that’s all you’re getting.”

“this is about the party last friday, no?” he says while taking a seat near one of the tables. he feels sick just being here. he’d never gone to the library before meeting you–as he had no reason to go here at all. then, he started accompanying you everywhere as he tried to win your heart. “study dates” were frequent here, and he even remembers forcefully changing his contact name and number on your phone during one of your dates.

gosh, everything literally reminds him of you. he can barely live like this.

she takes a seat across from him, and she shamefully nods at his words. “i went to the party on friday, and i just want to say i’m sorry-”

gojo gets up to leave. he can’t do this. he doesn’t need anyone’s pity. pity can’t change the fact that you still won’t talk to him. she panics as gojo is about to walk away. “wait!”

the librarian tells her to quiet down, and she mutters an apology. still, she persists. “please, just wait for two minutes… i need two minutes to explain myself. you promised you’d give me that.”

she stares at gojo, who hasn’t left yet, and takes that as her opportunity to speak. “i was a friend of… her,” he doesn’t need an explanation to know who she was talking about. “the reason why she came up to you was because of a dare i told her to do. she’s had a crush on you for a while now, so of course she was willing to flirt with you.”

“um, that was the dare, by the way. my friend told me to record it, because we were all drunk, and we thought it would be funny. just another memory to laugh at in the future, right? we didn’t know you were dating the girl you were with at the party. sorry but, we assumed she was just a fling… or something… we didn’t know she was your girlfriend.”

“yeah, i was dating the girl at the party.” gojo scoffs, and he feels his anger bubbling up again. “then your friend had to do that stupid dare, and she won’t fuckin’ talk to me now.”

“i’m sorry-”

“i don’t need your apologies. is that why you came up to me? to apologize so you don’t feel guilty about what happened anymore?” gojo sneers. he was right, though. guilt is ridden all over her face, and she can’t even meet his eyes. he’s about to leave, thinking that this entire conversation was useless, but gojo thinks back on what she said earlier.

“...my friend told me to record it…”

he turns back to look at her, which surprises her, to say the least. “hey, you said you recorded the dare, right?”

“uhm, yes.”

“so you still have the video?”

“it should be in my camera roll somewhere-”

“if you came here to apologize to me, then you should send me that video.” she looked a little horrified at his words, and gojo could almost laugh. “what? i’m not gonna do anything bad with it, god.”

she thinks about what gojo’s intentions could be with that video, and her eyes light up in recognition as she connects the dots from what he said beforehand. i was dating the girl at the party… then your friend had to do that stupid dare… and she won’t fuckin’ talk to me now.

she nods in understanding. this is the least she could do for him. she pulls out her phone, looking for the video, and says, “i hope you two make up soon, gojo-san.”

gojo satoru walks- no, runs out of that library with determination. determination as he finally has the video evidence of what happened at the party–his saving grace so he could finally get you to forgive him.

you miss him.

you miss him like hell, actually, and you blink at the messages he just sent you in complete disbelief.

you didn’t show up to class today because you were afraid. you were afraid to see satoru again, yes, but you were also afraid of what everyone else would say about you. the party was one thing, but the after-effects and the rumors were something completely different. you didn’t have the mental capacity to deal with that, unlike satoru, so you stayed home. all because you were afraid of what would happen on campus.

you just wish things would go back to how they were before… all of this happened. you didn’t want to admit it, but you’ve read all of satoru’s messages, and you’ve listened to all of his voicemails. you’ve cried to them. and it hurts because you’re still torn apart in the midst of your own feelings. and now, satoru wants to talk to you, because he’s been wanting to do nothing but fix everything between the two of you.

the doorbell rings, and you almost jump out of your skin. 

you didn’t even know if you would open the door or not. despite that, you felt your body moving on its own, like you were relying on your own instincts. you washed your face to get rid of the dried tears on your cheeks, brushed the tangles out of your hair, and dressed into something more presentable. the next thing you know, you’re leaning against the wall next to the front entrance. your shadow is visible underneath the door, so satoru knows that you’re here.

“hi, y/n..” he sounded so nervous that you almost laughed, but you felt equally as terrified as him. “i have something to show you… uh, on my phone. if you don’t want to see me, it’s fine, i’ll just send it to you, but i’d really prefer if you open the door and we’ll talk about this inside-”

your hand is already reaching the door knob before you can even think about it. it’s such an impulse decision that you look at him in surprise once you open the door. it’s the first time you’ve seen him ever since you were at the party. it’s only been three days, but you can’t help but notice how his eyebags are more prominent, his eyes are a little redder, and he looks nothing short of exhausted.

“hey,” he manages to breathe out, his eyes meeting yours. “can i come in? please?”

you nod, too stunned to say anything, and he exhales in relief as he walks in. the two of you sit on the couch, and gojo notices how you’re keeping your distance from him. it breaks his heart a little.

he looks for the video on his phone and gets ready to show it to you. this is it. his last ditch effort for your forgiveness. he’s really fuckin’ hoping that this works. “i got this video from a girl who came to the party. it’s a recording of, um, what happened.”

he hands the phone over to you, and you take it skeptically, still choosing to keep silent. you press play, and you watch the recording. a shaky hand holds the camera, and the person behind it says, “holy shit, she’s actually doing it!” they're presumably talking to their friend, and the camera focuses on a girl walking over to gojo. your heart is pounding, eyes widening in recognition as you stare at her... the one who caused all of this in the first place.

the all too familiar girl comes up to him, saying something out of earshot. when gojo looks at her, completely uninterested, she pulls that move. the scene you saw at the party before you ran out. tears fill your eyes again, and you almost want to stop the video, but your interest is piqued at the next part.

..this… this part was something that you didn’t see. gojo angrily reacts at the girl’s move, with her falling on the floor as she looks at him, stunned at how furious he looks. the person behind the camera gasps, continuing to record out of shock as a crowd of people turn to stare at the two. geto eventually comes into the frame and takes gojo away from all the chaos. the video ends there, and you grip gojo’s phone shakily.

holy shit.

tears roll down your face, but this time, they’re tears of relief. you waste no time in hugging satoru, crying your heart out as you bury your face in his neck. you’re happy. you’re so fucking happy, and so relieved knowing that he didn’t lie to you. of course he didn’t.

“m’sorry-” you sniffle into his shoulder. gojo is so shocked at what was happening that it takes him a second to hug you back, but when he does, he starts crying. “m’so fucking sorry i didn’t believe you-”

“shh, it’s okay, it’s okay…” he says, and you only hug him tighter. “m’so tired, you know that? these past three days fucking sucked. i’m just so glad you’re in my arms again, fuck-”

“-i love you, i love you, i love you so fucking much, toru.” you repeat, laughing as you kiss him all over his face. it’s been a while since you said that to someone. you wipe his never-ending tears away, still in disbelief, and whisper, “you’re real. right? you’re actually here with me right now ‘nd i’m not dreaming, right?

“i’m very much real, baby.” he says, putting his forehead against yours as you take in his features again. “god, i missed that pretty face so much.”

he finally closes the gap between you two, pulling you into a much needed kiss. it’s a kiss filled with so many emotions–desperation, happiness, relief. satoru thinks his heart is finally whole again. he’s missed you. he’s missed you so fucking much, and you’ve missed him too. 

you’re like an anchor to satoru. the light of his life that keeps him grounded. and god, he’s been apart from you for too long. 

you reposition yourself as you’re deepening the kiss. you’re on his lap now, and you wrap your arms around his neck, tugging on his hair in desperation. “oh yeah? ‘y gonna do anything about it?"

“of course i am,” he says, hands roaming underneath your shirt as he caresses your bare waist. fuck. he needs you. right now. especially after thinking that he was about to lose you forever–for something that he didn’t even do. “i’m gonna show you just how much i missed you, baby.”

gojo can’t let you go.

you’re in your bedroom, and both of you waste no time undressing each other. he takes you in–all of you, in awe of every crevice of your body as he trails his hands further down your waist.

god, you’re so beautiful. “i can’t believe i almost lost you.”

his words are shaky, like he’s still uncertain that you’re real and you’re in his arms again. he can’t seem to break himself away from you, almost like you’ll disappear if he lets you go. “but i’m here now, toru.”

“i’m here to stay, and i’ll never let you go again… ‘m yours,” you whisper, and your words set a fire in him, fueling his body with nothing but desperation. desperation to have you right here, and right now. 

he wastes no time in plunging two of his fingers in your cunt, and he groans at just how wet you are. “satoru-”

“fuck, you’re so wet… and it’s all for me,” he mutters, spreading your legs effortlessly when you try to close them, thighs shaking in pure pleasure. he adds another finger, and you already feel stretched to the brim, and you haven’t even taken him in yet. the thought of his cock inside of you makes you even wetter than you already are, and you look up at satoru with eyes full of lust and desire. “missed you so much, baby. missed you and your pretty little cunny,”

his fingers are long, and you whine at how full you feel right now. you’re so loud, and you don’t even care. right now, it’s just you and satoru finally feeling each other again. it’s only been three days, but it feels like you’ve been apart for years.

everything about this was filthy. from your erotic moans and the way your cunt squelched against his fingers… not to mention the vice grip you had on them- fuck, satoru thinks he can cum untouched just from watching you like this.

“haa-” you whimper when his fingers curl and hit that spot in your cunt that you can barely seem to reach on your own. it’s exhilarating, and only fuels the growing heat in your stomach. “toru- don’t stop- please, i’m close-”

“really?” he taunts, and it feels so fucking good–your head is numb, and the only thoughts filling your head are thoughts of satoru. the pleasure is too much, and you try to get away from him, but he keeps you in place, curling his fingers faster as punishment. “don’t run away from me, baby… be a good girl and just take it, yeah?”

“toru- fuck- i’m gonna cum, please-” you’re on the brink of release, but suddenly, he stops, ruining your orgasm. “no- wait-”

he pulls his fingers out, and you whine at the loss of stimulation. you were so close–why did he take that away from you? you try and swat at his hands, but he just takes his fingers and puts them in his mouth, locking his eyes with yours with a sly smile. “you taste so sweet, i can’t help it,”

“aww, is my baby mad ‘cause she didn’t get to cum?” he coos sarcastically, caging you in between his arms as he tilts your face up with his finger. “too bad… the only thing you’re cumming on tonight is on my cock.”

and with that, he eases his painfully hard member into your walls. your insides hugged him perfectly–it was like you were made just for him. you gasp once he’s fully sheathed himself inside of you. his fingers were already a lot to take in, but his cock was something completely different. he moans your name, barely keeping his cool. “fuck- you’re squeezing me so tight,”

“missed everything about you, baby. i need to hold you, please,” he pleads desperately, clasping your small hands against his. the size difference alone between the two of you almost makes him cum, but he holds himself back, choosing to bask in this intimate moment. he’s missed every part about this. “you ready f’me?-”

“-just fuck me, satoru, please-” he doesn’t need another confirmation from you.

he can’t bring himself to hold back. next thing you know, he’s fucking you into the mattress, and you feel the headboard shake at how fast satoru is going. fuck–you feel every part of him, every part of his cock as it slams against your tight hole. he’s so big, you feel yourself gasping for breath, and you moan out loud as you notice the prominent bulge forming in your stomach. it’s him, it’s all him, and it’s driving you mad.

satoru follows your eyes in the midst of all of this, and he watches everything in fascination. he decides to be a little mean, and presses his free hand against your stomach–it feels so good, you could almost scream at the pleasure. “you feel that, baby? that’s all me inside of you, hmm?”

“please-” the onset of pleasure feels so overwhelming, and tears fill your eyes. you feel an oncoming orgasm coming, and you know your release will hit you like a tidal wave. your heart is pounding, but satoru only grips your hand tighter and fucks you even harder. “oh, fuck!”

“m close, baby. are you g’na cum too?” he manages to say between pants, and you somehow nod, mind hazy and your release only coming closer. you feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head. “cum inside of me, toru- please- i need to feel you-”

gojo groans at your words, and you both cum together. you ride out your high, screaming as you spasm around his cock, the pleasure overfilling your senses until you’re trembling from it. he fills you up, staying inside of you as the two of you catch your breath. everything’s hazy, and you’re barely aware of your surroundings… it takes you a few minutes to recover. 

“angel, are you with me?”

“yeah, fuck, just… give me a second.” you say, and gojo thinks that he would gladly give you all the time in the world if you needed it. he pulls out of you with a hiss, and his warm seed drips out of your cunny. it makes his cock twitch, but he knows that you’re probably not considering a round two right now.

when you come to your senses, you notice satoru–who put his clothes back on already, wiping your legs down with a rag. his touch is so soft, like he’s afraid to break you, unlike how he handled you just a moment ago. you look down and notice the bruises starting to form on your legs and waist. satoru looks guilty as he stares. “i didn’t go too rough with you, did i?”

“not at all,” you reassure him, and you see him soften up a little. “it felt really good, actually… thank you, toru.”

“s nothing. you know my girl only gets the best,” he teases, and you laugh. “i’m gonna go get you some new clothes and some water… i’ll be back, okay?”

you nod, closing your eyes again as satoru leaves the room. he’s back in two minutes, and he’s gently changing you into new clothes that he found in your drawer. you’re so tired that you can hardly move, so you let satoru do all the work. he caresses all of your bruises, apologizing again even if you already said that it was okay. he’s so gentle, a swift juxtaposition to what just happened beforehand, and so soft with you. once you’re clothed again, he brings a glass of water against your lips, and you greedily gulp it down as he keeps a hand on your back. he places it on the nightstand once you’re finished, and you grab his wrist after, tugging him back to the bed. “lay with me for a bit, toru.”

satoru doesn’t hesitate, laying down next to you on the bed and placing your head against his chest. your breathing is back to normal, and you feel his heart thumping against your ear. you wrap your arms around him, and satoru thinks that this moment is so domestic that he can’t help but daydream. he looks at your face, memorizing every feature about you with a lovesick look in his eyes. you’re so beautiful, so perfect, and he’s just so fucking glad that he didn’t lose you. 

satoru thinks he could wake up to this everyday.

“you’re starin.” you say with an amused look on your face. gojo doesn’t even try to play it off. “what’s on your mind?”

“nothing. i just… love you so much, y/n.” he says, pulling you closer and kissing your forehead. satoru would trade anything if it meant that this moment wouldn’t end. “m so glad you chose me.”

“i think it’s the other way around,” you tease. “you chose me. ever since you saw me at the party, you’ve done nothing but try to win my heart.”

“how could i not? there was just something different about you compared to everyone else.” he reminisces about that night at the party, and how far he’s come with his relationship with you. he remembers that night like it just happened yesterday.

you sigh, almost like you were thinking about that night too. you pull him into a kiss, finally finding the courage within you to say a proper “i love you.” to the man who meant the world to you.

“i love you too, angel.” he says, and you snuggle into him tighter. “you know i’ll always choose you…”

“..from this life and into the next. i’m so glad you gave me a chance, y/n. i’ll forever be grateful to now be called your husband. i’m the luckiest man ever knowing that you let me into your life, and i’m the one who gets to read these vows to marry you. i cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you. i love you so much, y/n gojo.” he’s crying. gojo satoru is crying, and he’s hardly ever cried before. though, that changed after he met you.

the last time he cried was during pre-k, and now he’s done it time and time again… all because of you. he cried once during your first argument with him, another during the night he thought he’d lost you forever, and then another when he finally had you in his arms again once he proved his innocence… and now, during his wedding, when he finally gets to call you his wife.

and when you share your kiss at the end of the ceremony to symbolize your togetherness, you hear all your friends cheering. mainly shoko, utahime, and geto. if you showed this very scene to shoko during your university years, she’d call you crazy, saying this would never happen. gojo satoru was once a man who’d never willingly committed in a relationship before, but you came into his life and you changed everything about him. it was like magic.

you pull away from the kiss, wiping his tears away and whispering against his lips, drowning out the crowd, “thank you.”

for memorizing all my favorite foods so you could buy them for me. for walking me to class every day. for making me fall in love with you that one day at the park. for waiting for me to slowly love you even when i was scared to love. for waiting for me even if i didn’t trust you. for loving me. for proving those rumors wrong. for proving that satoru gojo is actually capable of falling in love and pouring his heart out to the one he loves the most.

for everything that you have done to love me.

it was like gojo could hear all of your unspoken words. he smiles, letting one more tear roll down his cheek, and says, “it’s all worth it if it’s for you.”

thanks for reading <3 -kami.

[orikiys]

✿ ✿ 〞my lips, your name

✰ pairings: ot8!skz x gn!reader

✰ genre: fluff, romance

✰ warnings: cheesy af that’s all ig

✰ word count: 863 words

✰ note: this was a short one idk where i got the motivation from but im back in town at least?? also tyy to axe’s ( @blue-jisungs ) sexy mind for coming up with cutie nn

౨₊ৎ chan

would definitely call you ‘love’ or ‘babe’ even if it’s the most basic ones, somehow with just his voice he makes it sound so much more special— the loving gaze with a little eyebrow raised as he would lean down to listen to you better.

whenever he would be having a bad day he would just wrap his arms around you and pull you closer to him while mumbling, “i missed you my love”

“you look so cute, babe” . “you’re perfect just as you are.you’re perfect for me, my love” . “meeting you was the best thing ever babe”

౨₊ৎ minho

i feel like he would call you ‘kitty’ but in an affectionate way. the words would roll out of his mouth by accident at first and he would be embarrassed by it, but a one-timer turns into hundreds and before he knows it that’s what he calls you. his sweetheart.

the words would slip out of his mouth like a habit, hard to drop. but it would sound so right just because it’s him.

“do you wanna cuddle with me kitty?” . “your hands are so soft kitty” . “is it time for you to head home? time flies so fast when i’m with you kitty”

౨₊ৎ changbin

he would mostly likely call you ‘darling’. the name would’ve first come when you two would be watching a movie and he sees the name, he would try to say it as well and the next few days in order to tease you he would constantly keep chanting it. later, this would turn into a very cute nickname.

along with that, at times he would also refer to you as ‘baby’. would squish your face to annoy you and then would pepper you with kisses, “you’re red in the face. are you perhaps blushing, baby?”

“you’re the prettiest. how did i get so lucky darling?” . “darling, you seem tired i’ll do the rest you should sit down” . “my surname looks so good with your name darling”

౨₊ৎ hyunjin

would 100% call you angel. just the sight of you smiling has him forgetting all the bad things that happen to him. your hands around him– around his torso, has him smiling to himself. you’re like his guardian. his lucky charm, his angel.

would randomly grab your hand and twirl you while you were cooking something and yell, “dance with me angel! we’re so meant to be.”

“your eyes, they remind me of the beautiful waters angel” . “is my angel angry with me? why is that?” “you look so tiny in my arms angel”

౨₊ৎ han

the type to call you by a hundred nicknames till he likes one and sticks to it. that one nickname would be ‘sweetheart’. it’s a really random nickname and even though it sounds kind of cringey, it’s become a couple thing now for the two of you. in return you would call him something like ‘my prince’

the word sounds like a series of melodic music that you could listen to forever. it would be so meaningful for you that if he uses any other nickname you would immediately frown.

“you look really cute sweetheart. keep the jacket” . “do you want to buy matching jewellery sweetheart?” . “why does everything remind me of you sweetheart?

౨₊ৎ felix

would most definitely call you ‘sunshine’. even though people believe him to be the sunshine which he is, he likes to call you ‘his sunshine’. you would be like his recharge, giving him courage and energy to do things. his biggest supporter.

the two of you are pretty affectionate with each other since the start. he would be cuddling you, his legs entangled with yours and your head on his arm when he would whisper, “i’d love to stay like this all day long sunshine.”

“how was your day sunshine?” . “i missed you so much, sunshine!” . “i got you your favourite. i hope you like it sunshine”

౨₊ৎ seungmin

definitely the type to call you ‘pretty’. it’s the way he can’t stop complimenting you till you have to practically hide your flushed face from him. he would giggle upon seeing your reaction and at the end of the day, the cycle would repeat.

“are my eyes deceiving me because i can’t believe a goddess is standing in front of me.” your no.1 fanboy! he loves you so much that he could go on for hours just listing down the times he found pretty.

“hey pretty lady” . “the world ugly doesn’t suit you pretty” . “good night my pretty girl”

౨₊ৎ jeongin

the type to call you ‘flower’ or ‘love’. when you asked him why, he would say that you’re his pretty little flower. like his rose you help him in blooming by using your love. and he loves you so very much.

the two of you would be walking down the streets when he would pull you by the waist upon seeing a bike, “you need to be more careful, flower”

“the moon is so pretty tonight. right my love?” . “my love, you worry too much. i’ll be fine, don't worry” . “if i could, i would bring the stars for you, all for you my love”

[darkcircles4lyfe]

Regardless of the ending i think Hori seriously needs a giant time to rest, which is why i personally don't want a sequel. At least, not one so soon. I still remember all the times i read him non-chalantly comment on stuff happening to him that actually sounded incredibly concerning, couple that with how mha was a WEEKLY series with the amount of quality it had (and he still has to take breaks). I saw his own comment on the series ending, and i think it will take a lot of him after such a big, hard part of his routine that lasted for 10 years to be revisited like that, and he still has a lot of work to do. I hope he'll be okay.

I agree 100%. I cannot fathom the amount of work it takes to produce a weekly serial and the kind of toll it takes on a person regardless of their talent. Burnout seems inevitable. I sincerely hope Hori can rest properly, without guilt or restlessness or depression or too many nagging responsibilities. I hope he can find some genuine joy and peace in things he didn’t have time for before.

If he gets a new project, whatever the content, my dream would be to have monthly chapters instead, and online, like SJ+. I imagine it’s still a lot of work because chapters tend to be longer, but the pacing could be so much smoother, more polished. The amount of forethought and depth that went into bnha despite its weekly schedule is astounding anyway, so imagine what he could do if he wasn’t being rushed.

But until that probably far off time, I don’t feel right about demanding more out of this manga or judging it too harshly. It’s just not fair, knowing how much he cared about it even while it sucked the life out of him. I want to focus on being happy he made it.

I’m even having a hard time deciding where I want to go with my first big fanfic project. Do I want to build on what’s there, or do I want to take one of my old theories/metas that didn’t pan out and run with it? Idk I feel weird because I don’t have the usual attitude of wanting to throw canon to the wind out of spite, but at the same time I’m aware it’s possible Hori didn’t end the story quite the way he wanted, either. I’m thinking about it nonstop and my brain is like a game of pinball. AUs are another subject for another time. Right now there are two wolves inside me, “canon compliant”and “canon divergent.” In any case, “fix-it fic” is too strong a word for how I feel. I’m just sad. I want to feed this story a nice bowl of homemade soup, wrap it up in warm blankets, kiss its forehead, and say, “don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

[cbrownjc]

As an older fan, I’m starting to get some major Sherlock-vibes from the show, in the sense that fans are coming up with all these big-brained theories to explain weak writing that we have to have faith will come to fruition in some future season. Why make the change to Lestat saving Louis? Why is Louis seemingly stronger than Armand?  Why have the Loustat reunion, only for Louis to leave and challenge the entire vampire world (despite the fact that he’s apparently in a better place mentally-speaking)? Why publish under Daniel’s name, when that would clearly paint a target on his back, especially now that he’s a vampire? What’s going on with Daniel’s eyes?

The whole “spite” thing seems like a clear mis-direct, but with only like 8-ish episodes a season and Dubai-era Devil’s Minion being 100% subtext so far, I don’t think the writing team can do DM justice. All the inconsistencies seem like they’re being written off because it’s the unreliable narrator show, when they’re actually just plot holes.

Like…I 100% think the writing team forgot makers can’t telepathically talk to their fledglings, and that’s why they had to add in the throwaway line of Lestat actually whispering to Louis in 1x02. There was no hidden reason we were meant to find, it was just inconsistent internal logic justified because Louis can’t remember anything correctly.

IDK. I don’t want to be a downer, but a lot of my hype for the show just kinda fizzled out with the finale. I'm still gonna watch S3, but I think I'm just gonna wait til the whole thing comes out this time.

Hi!

So I never watched Sherlock nor was every in that fandom, though I did hear about some things after the fact. So I can't compare it to that fandom. But I can compare things to another book series that was being adapted fandom I was in which was Game of Thrones. And I think wrt things we are at least nowhere near that level of things and theorising. Yet.

Maybe because, unlike ASOIAF all the VC books are written and done. So that's a plus.

And see, the thing is? I can actually see a lot of methods to the madness of some of the things you've listed. Especially given the nature of how the story in the show is told through POVs. Where the issue comes into it is not ever knowing if what you are seeing is true, false, or just an interpretation of the truth -- as in Louis' POV of the play-trial rehearsal.

And I'd really like to know if how they ended this season is how they plan to end every season when a full book has been adapted? Something that wraps up the main character arc and story, but just leaves a host of other questions that, if we weren't getting a Season 3, would have never been answered. And who knows if they will all be answered in Season 3? As far as Devil's Minion goes, or Armand himself, I'm not expecting it to be now, given that Season 3 is The Vampire Lestat adaptation and Armand is a straight-up villain/antagonist in that book and Daniel doesn't appear in it at all, so anything we get with him will be extra anyway.

Now, as to whether Rolin Jones and the writers have a plan, Rolin says he pitched an 8-Season (or so) Arc to AMC before he was given the show to run. So at the moment? That is the only solid thing we have to go on right now wrt if there actually IS a play or not for the show.

But see (and oh boy, please forgive me as am I about to go into a big digression here), plotting a TV show is much harder to do than a book or a movie. TV writing is way more organic given that unforeseen circumstances can occur that you've never planned for when you go into a new season of TV production. Such as the studio asking you to split the first book you're adapting into 2 seasons instead of one, leaving you with only a month to rewrite the scripts. Or, a writer's strike and then an actors' strike a few weeks later, delaying production for months. Both of which happened to IWTV wrt Season 1 and then Season 2.

So organic things beyond the show's control are why it is much harder to plan out every little detail of a TV show in advance over multiple seasons. Take another AMC show, Breaking Bad. It's known that Season 2 of that show was intricately plotted out in advance but then, after that, the writers plotted and wrote the rest of the show as things came along for the remaining seasons, with no grand design to it -- even though the creator of the show, Vince Gilligan, knew way in advance how the show was going to end. And the show was able to get there, to that ending, without having a meticulous plan over seasons on how to do so.

I mean, the character of Jesse on Breaking Bad was originally supposed to die at the end of the first season. But instead, he lived through the whole damn thing. That was not planned at all.

And I think that might very well be the situation we have going here wrt IWTV. I think there are larger things they already know in advance about the show -- which books out of all of them will adapted into full stories vs which will only get references. Which characters in the show will make it into the show as full characters vs which characters will either be cut or combined with other existing characters (as Sam Ried revealed in his interview with Autumn Brown that that is going to happen -- that some characters will be combined with others). And what end point they want each of the main four characters -- Louis, Lestat, Armadn, and Daniel -- to be at when they get to at least Season 8. (If not Season 10, which is what AMC wants, 10 seasons). I think those are things Rolin and the writers very much know.

But I don't think the show has every single little detail plotted out for every little thing wrt how they are going to get to certain things. Not super far in advance at any rate.

I do think they'll purposefully put in seeds for later -- that they very much know they are going to need later -- though I think at most they do it one season ahead if it's a little thing. I very much do think that is what the things from episodes 1x02 and 1x03 very much were, since Season 1 and 2 were supposed to just be one season originally. Or the fight in 1x05 only being shown from Claudia's POV. I think that was also deliberate and they are very much planning on visiting it once again in Season 3, as they did in Season 2.

But I also think there are some things the show has not plotted way in advance and only figured out when they are writing that particular episode. Or maybe just decided to do that season as they were writing it, and not before then. Just like how almost every other TV show works, even ones that might very well know the ending they are working toward.

So I in no way think the show has figured and plotted out every single moment and beat of Armand and Daniel's relationship. Why? Not only because much of it happened in the past -- which yes I very much still think it did -- which covers 12 years of time, but because if you look at this clip, Rolin Jones kind of hints that they haven't plotted it out completely point for point even though there are some things they've thought and figured out:

video credit: Rei Gorrei on Twitter

So as far as Devil's Minion goes, I think Rolin and Co -- mostly Rolin -- has an endpoint for it in mind. But how they get to that endpoint is probably not planned out to the letter, super far in advance. And something they very likely just come up with as they are writing that particular season. At most? I'd say they've put things in this season that will be relevant next season and that's it.

So, I'm not going to say they can't do it justice. Not yet. I frankly don't have enough data to call that in a yes or no fashion since we haven't seen anything adapted from it aside from the 3-4 days Daniel spent in a cage, which is just the very start of how Devil's Minion begins. Basically one or two paragraphs. That's all they've really adapted when it comes to it at the moment.

And hey, it's okay if you feel down about all of this. If it helps, I'd say try and take a pragmatic approach to the show season by season, and if you feel it's better to binge it than watch it episode by episode for a time, that's good too. This is going to be a long journey after all.

[fountainpenguin]

"Now you've used up all your luck! It's time to get what you deserve! I'm holding out for karma..." (x)

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New Dog's Life chapter today! ~ 3rd Life series fan-season

Chapter 19 - “Extinguish (Cleo, Grian, Bdubs)”

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Cleo and Tango take off with Jimmy and his super nice friends hard on their heels. Grian and BigB talk about 100-day courtship customs as they debate whether it's time to go their separate ways. Also, Impulse and Bdubs discuss feelings in the rain or something, idk.

(First 1,000 words under the cut)

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ZombieCleo - Salmon

Quarry: MumboJumbo

Hunter: Renthedog

Allegiance: Lush Cave Alliance

💚 💛 ❤️

Stumbling down the pokey-hole passageways, shoving feet in boots, is far from the way Cleo wanted to be spending Truce Night. Running's hell when you're a partial fish person with webbed toes, actually. She's got a newfound respect for however Scott pulled it off in Limited Life.

Tango sprints ahead. He's the first to reach the end of the tunnel- he spins his pickaxe into his hand with a swirl of white light and starts hacking at a patch of coal. Cleo, cheeks all puffed, glances back. Water gushes across the floor. A bucket would've been nice. Tango's got all their buckets.

"Oh, we should've grabbed the water-"

There's no time for that now. A pillager with a loaded crossbow drops and fires another shot. Cleo slams flat against the wall. The bolt grazes past their cheek. Geez. She unsheathes her sword in a crackle of sparks. Their shield flashes to their other arm. Tango's behind them, yelling that he's carved a doorway they can crawl through. But, see… It's only one pillager.

That patrol doesn't see Jimmy as a threat. They see him as a captain. If they're player-managed instead of AI-led, that's gonna bite- Not many opportunities to get this close-

"I'm fine!" Cleo charges forward, sword arm reared behind her. Oh, it totally leaves her an open, gaping target, but that's what shields are for. The pillager doesn't even blink before launching another crossbow shot. The bolt thuds against wood. Cleo slashes down. The pillager flashes with the hit and Jimmy's shriek sets every scale down her tail bristling on end.

She goes in for the stab. A second blur plunges into the water and Cleo veers their attention, only to clash swords with Jimmy. The angle's awkward- backhanded on their part, actually. Jimmy's left-handed and he nailed the hit. Her sword goes flying. It clatters down the wall. Jimmy's eyes scream bright and violet in the dark. Her own green glow reflects off his clenched and hissing teeth. A second pillager drops down, thumping around the limited elbow room like a squash ball.

"Jimmy, stop playing- What are you doing? You can't" - (Duck, stumble backwards, shield struggling against the assault of a crossbow and a sword at the exact same time) - "Why are you here? Oh, you are so suspended from my class!" With a finger flutter, she summons her sword from the ground and back to her hand.

"Sorry, Cleo! I did break your beds!" Jimmy rears back, but instead of his sword, he kicks the heel of his boot directly down the center of her shield. Cleo staggers back again and barely gets it up in time to deflect two crossbow bolts in a row. Tango yells from down the hall, but from the sound of it, he's digging a tunnel. Wants them to join. Thank gods he didn't disappear down one of those side paths- I'd never find him in time.

"You're on purple! You can't do this!"

"I'm not, I'm not! It's them!" This time, Jimmy flips his sword and ominous banner to opposite hands. The banner's wrapped around a long pole of reddish jungle wood. He rears it behind his head and brings it slamming down like a blade. Cleo jerks back, feet skidding on wet stone. She smashes her shield against his skull. Jimmy yelps. The pillagers grunt, pressing closer to him. They look like baby birds on the prowl for warmth. Gods. A third drops from above and Tango yells again. One crossbow shot catches her on the shoulder. She's low- Oh, she's so friggin' low-

"TANGO!"

"I'm here!"

Right. Cleo shuffles backwards, fumbling through her absolutely meager food supply. She stocked up on half a dozen salmon in the river, but Ren and Bdubs were there and that's all she got. At least she took the liberty of cutting her meat in advance. She shoves two small chunks in her mouth. Jimmy…

Jimmy's blinking, clutching one hand against his left eye. He slumps against the wall. Cleo, with a breath, turns and sprints down the hall towards Tango. Boots slam and clunk on every step and her webbed toes pinch against the tip. Tango races towards her, yelling and holding up his shield.

"Eat! EAT!"

"Okay!"

Tango shoves past, taking the next pillager shot dead-on. Cleo hurries past him, scarfing down salmon, and ducks inside his tiny cave. Tango keeps pace as best he can, hustling backwards in a crouch. The pillagers flicker… then turn to look at Jimmy. Their bows hitch up. Jimmy's mouth drops down. Instantly, he's fumbling the banner between his hands again.

"No, no, no! I'm your captain, see? See?"

That's the last glimpse she catches before Tango slips inside the cave and Cleo blocks the whole behind him with rough cobble. There's no time for panting or even high-fives. As one unit, they turn and start mining their way through the dark. Cleo fills the path behind them and Tango digs down.

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Grian - Enderman

Quarry: Smajor1995

Hunter: Smallishbeans

Allegiance: Jungle Duo

The lush cave's huge and multi-leveled. All the tunnels are damp and tangled (and smell like warm salt and rotting squid flesh), but Grian's determination never falters. Nope, nope, nope- not even once. This is his server now, and even the underground bows its neck to see its admin. He strides down every passage with his sword bouncing at his hip. The torch broils against his skin. It even leaves his gums dry through his cheek. Tsk…

At one point, he passes a tiny cave with nothing but a red-sheeted bed. No one's asleep beneath the sheets, though they're kicked to the side like they've been used. A moment's digging reveals no hidden chests in the walls or floor, so Grian kicks the bed until it pops into its dollhouse-sized duplicate, then pockets it in his inventory. Might as well. He moves on again. No way is he setting spawn down here considering where he's got his respawn flag at the moment. That would ruin everything. He'll sleep on the dang floor if he has to.

The sound of trickling water is ever-present down here, made worse by the rain up above ground. Grian uses that as a guideline, sinking deeper into the caves. BigB's still wrapped in blaze traits right now, and since he went to bed - Sweet dreams! - he's definitely outside the Nether. Apparently Tango and Pearl had their portal somewhere down here, and BigB's blaze instinct would be to escape the water…

Aha.

[Cnt'd on AO3 - Link at top]

[whytheylosttheirminds]

Wait I I wish I didn’t read June gloom cause I saw it won’t have another part hear me out how bout an idea like she somehow works his wedding or something and she leaves cause she can’t do it and then he comes running to her apartment and calling off the wedding like maybe she was cheating the whole time idk I get Romeo and Juliet vibes with what I’m saying and picturing

ok anon u got me thinkin....

Firstly I def don't want people to regret reading, I know not everyone likes sad stories like I do and there can certainly be value to a happy ending. Also I dig the Romeo and Juliet conecept for sure. I have been thinking how the whole island would be taken over by a Cameron wedding, like there's no way she could escape it and it would be hard for her to handle. Also Rafe is 100% thinking about her the night before his wedding and has no self control.

I do think there would still be a struggle though, I don't think it would be satisfying if it came easily, these two are soooo stubborn and that's why I love em. I have some ideas that might turn into a second (and even maybe third) part making it kind of a mini series. The question is would readers stay with me if I made them go through even more angst so long as I promised there would eventually be joy? I don't think I'll ever be the kind of writer to wrap things quickly or in a neat bow, but maybe there is a happy ending for them somehow.

lemme get back in the kitchen and see what I can cook up...

[elecballoon]

Impulse Analyses 11/5/24 (election day. ironic that i'm watching an anime with a tournament that was essentially founded "for the people" around a time like this): YYH Ep 111

this will bounce off of my previous analysis, so i won't be directly listing new themes here. again, spoilers beyond the cutoff

I SCRATCHED MY HEAD SO SHARPLY SEEING WHERE YOMI DECIDED TO END UP

Even though I knew his fight with Yusuke has shown him something new and has awakened something new in him, I really thought Yomi was going to continue being a deprecating dirtbag. Glad to see I was wrong and that Yomi would go on a journey towards a better self. Also happy to see that he respects Kurama's wishes to leave his past self behind.

It did take some of the intrigue I saw in Yomi into a sudden 180 (I feel like there was a lot more to be said with Yomi's character). But I dig the message. I guess one good experience with a fellow being has the potential to change someone who was in a 500-year-long stalemate of a war.

The small decision to have Kuwabara in spirit (figuratively, not literally) in certain moments was a really nice touch. It shows how much of an impact he had in characters such as Yusuke and Kurama. It really got me when Kurama started thinking of Kuwabara and he smiled afterwards. Being a friend of Kuwabara really meant something for him, and using this as a way to show that was a really good call.

Literal cherry on top of this story of identity

Because I heard the ending was not the best (according to notes from Togashi), I was really curious as to how the tournament (and the series as a whole) would wrap itself up in less than 2 episodes (because it did seem like there would've been a lot more fighting had there not been a timeskip). Then the story pulls a HxH tenfold and gets to the end of the fights in no time.

Yusuke lost, but so did Yomi. The tournament and the state of the three worlds resolved in a pretty well-thought-out way (a bit corny, but it worked to give a hopeful ending).

Seeing that the characters (probably) won't be getting growth after this, I'm actually kinda disappointed with where a few ended up:

Yusuke still has a bit of a rough, spiky exterior

Hiei is still a brooding lone wolf who refuses to reveal his secret to Yukina

The seeds are set, and the characters came out of this as better & more well-rounded people compared to where they first started:

Yusuke is more committed than ever to giving life a good shot and growing up

Hiei backs down on his decision to give Kurama the necklace ("You'll give this to her, at your own pace")

In those respects, I like the hopefulness this part of these two journeys convey. Really good riveting lessons and themes all around (accept yourself, it's okay to feel a lot of things during your journey; it's okay to take a while to get to something, just try to get some closure with the people and things you care about before you regret it; just keep living and living in a way that fulfills you)

But for an ending to an anime of +100 episodes, I'm a little mixed on these two. It's like if Hunter x Hunter ended after the Chairman Election arc. The characters progressed just enough to see the horizon (some can see it more than others), but it's definitely not the end for them. Maybe the last episode will show a bit of something

I don't hate it, I just felt like it could've been handled a tad better. But yes, I wholeheartedly understand and respect the reasons why Togashi wanted to end the story where he ended it. Health is miles more important than a perfect story

also when Kurama said "I'm not interested in you that way" to Hiei, I died a little inside. I really thought they would've, idk... They seemed to have helped each other crop their positive traits up when they first appeared.

also

JORGE WAS THE NARRATOR LETS GOOOO

some notes about Ep 109 & 110

109: I felt so bad for both Hiei and Mukuro by the end of their fight. They deserve everything good that can and will come their way. Really loved how their fight was essentially an encounter where they both learn to see value in each other & themselves, and one where they help free each other from their pasts. A fight that I think would resonate with a great amount of people

110: Yomi and Yusuke being toxic rough rowdy fighting guys is so funny, heartfelt, and,

actually, for some reason, it's also sad, to me. It's hard to explain the last one, I'm only having these thoughts now.

Like, at this point in the story, both of these characters really only have fighting (and proving their strength) as their one outlet to feel something, to make their mark on the world, and maybe even to feel seen. I thought Yusuke vs. Chu was pushing it with the humanity and the subtle tragedy of it all but holy moly. These guys may be smiling through those punches, but I hope they may smile more often. I'm proud of them for finding something to smile about. But man does it have to be like this?

...WAIT A GOD DANG MINUTE

Shura yelling for Yomi at the climax of Yomi vs. Yusuke, and that being the thing that kept Yomi standing, is also nice, come to think of it.

Shura, despite suffering a brutal, even personal loss to his father, still loved him enough to cheer him on.

Yomi, after realizing that his son, no, after realizing that at least someone, cares for him, sees one reason to keep standing.

They both saw value in each other (and themselves) at the end :)

Yeah you go take that journey and come out of it a better person Yomi or I'll yank your ears

Also team masho oh my lord I'll miss that team of goofballs

Edit: if i got something wrong, feel free to let me know. Thanks for reading!

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2023 Fanfic Wrapped

Thank you for the tags @inexplicablymine @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @littlemisskittentoes !

Idk who else hasn't yet done this so @onthewaytosomewhere and OPEN TAG TO ANYONE WHO WANTS TO DO THIS!

I actually wrote a lot this year! Many of them surprised me. I'm usually an outline writer - I make notes for the stories and then that tells me where to take the story. However, several of these were kind of "let's just write and see where it takes us!"

It got long so here's a cut to save your dash. 💜✍️✍️

Watch it All Unfold (a collection of drabbles)

40 chapters added in 2023 at 100 words each

That's 4,000 words!

Over the course of the entire year; I won't be breaking it out into individual months

February:

Nora and Tu B'Shevat - 1300 words, focused on June/Nora, part of the series Nora and the Holidays. Last year, I was chatting Nora with some other fans and I mentioned that I write Nora celebrating her holidays. Someone commented (half-joking) "Tu B'Shevat fic WHEN??" I replied "When Tu B'Shevat happens!" so I wrote this little fic, dedicated it to them on Ao3, and they haven't read it. Still happy I represented for the trees 🌳 though.

June surprises Nora on her holiday with plans and a gift. Happy new year for the trees!

March:

March Book Club - 2 chapters, total 17,388 words. Rated T. Focuses on Alex/Henry and the Henry-June friendship

working title: henry gay english major

A kid at Henry's shelter inspires him to pick the Little Women series for his book club with June. Meanwhile, Alex is there, by his side, supporting him always, and Henry starts thinking more about their future in all the good ways.

Blanket Fort - 600 words. Rated G.

Alex is anxious during a storm, and so is David. Henry has a late night at the shelter.

July:

of fathers and sons - 7651 words. Rated T. Focuses on Alex/Henry and the relationship between Oscar and Henry.

Henry’s been working on the new LA shelter for months. He’s had countless conference calls with investors, contractors, city council, and more. Now, they’re ready for the final touches before opening, and Henry needs to be hands-on, literally. He knew this time would come, but he hates being away from home. He’s on the phone with his assistant, discussing hotel options, when Alex interrupts. “Why do you need a hotel in LA? My dad lives there. Stay with him. He’d be thrilled to have you there.” Henry stays with Oscar Diaz his father-in-law while he's getting the new LA shelter up-and-running. It's a bit of an adjustment, but it's actually nice. He even picks up a few new skills in the kitchen to show Alex!

October:

June and Weddings  - 1216 words. Rated G. A little something I threw together for June's birthday.

5 weddings June is in + 1 time it's her own

November:

talking about feelings is a sapphic cliche - 1200 words exactly. Rated G. Another one that just happened quickly.

Nora nods. She knows June’s telling the truth, but she also can tell there’s something more. “And?” she prompts. “And,” June continues, a hint of a smile on her face, and Nora knows it’s for her, that June appreciates that she knows her so well. “I’m nervous.” “Okay,” Nora says, shifting so she’s sitting cross-legged across from June on the bed. “Specifics. Let’s hear it. You know how this goes: you tell me what you’re worried about and we’ll talk about it logically.”

December:

Christmas Visit - rated G. 3525 words. This was originally a drabble, and then people demanded more, and it actually worked.

It's Christmas Eve at Kensington. Alex's niece tells him about the ghost she saw the other day. Then, in the middle of the night, Alex sees him too.

Untitled New Year's Eve story - to be posted December 31

Total: 36,889 words over 7 new works + new chapters for 1 existing work. Does not include word count for New Year's story.

[nonclassyparty]

Playing Devil's Advocate when I say that I don't think SR!San is more "irredeemable" than SR!Mingi. From the beginning of this series, if I'm not wrong, you emphasized the importance of how human beings are flawed and we don't always do the right thing while other times we do. Even SR!Yeosang said SR!San wasn't a bad person, per se. Just someone he didn't want to be around just to say that he was the one who stuck with him through everything. Personally, what SR!Mingi did to Y/N was hurtful...and what was more hurtful was him not ever trying to address the elephant in the room after reuniting with Y/N. Y/N shared her more real and personal side of herself, showed vulnerability with him and when she confessed to him, even went out of her way to invite him to an event he would've loved to go to, he panicked and threw it in her face.

Then adding on top of that, Y/N comparing herself to SR!Yeosang and the situation with SR!Wooyoung really showed how still affected she was by what happened with SR!Mingi two years ago. Sure, she can try to bury her feelings for now but what happens when everything just starts filling up inside her until it just bursts when she can't bottle it up anymore? SR!San isn't innocent, not at all. But we know why he's acted the way he's acted. We know his upbringing. And it's not a 100% excuse to push everyone around him away the way he does but it is a factor. He's very much a less well-off counterpart to Y/N and I'm sure with your writing, if you'd put this entire story in his POV, more people would sympathize with him like we do with Y/N.

If not for Y/N's POV, we would've just thought she was a mean bitch without any reasoning as to why she acts the way she acts. We would've thought she was just out to get Boyoung and steal any person she loved and/or cared about. And that's the beauty of this series. I would love to read the final chapter and see how things are resolved, whether the main character ends up with anyone or not.

Have a good day!

hmmmmmmmmmm well i think readers so far consider him irredeemable in terms of ending up with y/n like the focus is more on that rather than him being irredeemable as a person😭

i don't think he's more irredeemable either, i've written him as a complicated character, showed a little bit of his perspective through the bonus parts but the focus is always more on who she should end up with and that it definitely shouldn't be san (which isn't wrong, she deserves better than him no matter what kind of person she was/is)

in the usual trope where boyoung would be our mc, san would definitely be liked as a character because we don't get to see how he treats our sr!mc and we would only see him from boyoung's pov where he's a closed off individual and well idk how they're written in those stories it's been awhile since i've read something like that but he'd basically be the player who has a soft spot for her and goes out of his way to pursue her and even tries to be vulnerable with her or something 😭 he is NOT a bad guy, he's just a person with his bad and good traits

i've said this so many times before but i wrote this story because i wanted to write about the typical mean girl but actually give her some dimension and show san through her eyes. it was never about him falling in love with her instead of boyoung or whether or not they end up together in the end but about their relationship and how it affects a character like her, that's why i brought him back and why i didn't want to wrap up their storyline because the story is literally about THEM and her development through it all. mingi, wooyoung, her parents, brother etc...those are all important plots here but they're side plots.

i think the san bonus parts and e-mails i've posted should be enough to know that there's more to him than he lets on but i can't really do anything for the readers who only see him as y/n's love interest and mingi's "rival" and refuse to look a little deeper into his character 😭😭 (not saying there's something wrong with that, if ppl want to see san as just an asshole then thats fine by me as well but it's just scratching the surface of the whole story)

[remedyxtragedy]

Another average day gone by, though I did find that I was more tired than usual during class, so much so I could hardly keep my eyes open half the damn time, but I know my horrible sleep schedule is 100% to blame. More importantly, today I just thought I'd shed some light on the underlying significance of my other big story and work-in-progress, John's Sweven, which will ultimately foster a premise and theme that pertains a lot to me as an individual and my ever growing desire to, well, die. I'm not sugercoating it. Yet at the same time I have this unwavering impulsion to live and see what beauty lives beyond the veil of my dark perceptions, it feels almost innate like no matter how downtrodden and hollow I get there's someone beckoning me to keep going. But then again, all at the same time, it feels like there's someone beckoning me to do just the opposite with equal fervor--to give up and succumb. There's this constant juxtaposition and ambivalence existing in my heart, clashing ceaselessly and threatening to override, so much so it can almost tear me in twain.

You see, often nowadays I'm torn between wanting to give this world my all and see humanity flourish, and just wanting to watch it crash and burn and see humanity fall to their own design. John Cromwell and John Crawford are representative of these halves to a tee. In the story of John's Sweven, just as a brief run through beyond what I've already shared--there are two Pastor Johns, both cursed to simultaneously see how Heaven fails as Hell prospers, both haunted by visions and nightmares of humanity's inevitable tragic downfall, and both also visited by angels just as they were about to take their own lives who informed them of the destinies they absolutely must fulfill lest they wish to damn innocent lives to the carnage and death that will soon rupture the earth. Exactly, why is this the outcome if they don't do as is fated of them? Well, this is owed to a series of regrettable decisions made by two warring families not long before the birth of Cromwell and Crawford, which may explain why Armageddon is all of a sudden right around the corner and why the two Pastors are even wrapped up in this whole conundrum to begin with, but I needn't expand on that right now.

More importantly, I want to explore this formula through the perspectives of one man who is supposed to show humanity a grace he wholeheartedly believes he doesn't have in him but still nonetheless thinks they deserve, and another who is supposed to show a grace he's confident he has but wholeheartedly believes humanity is undeserving of. The end all be all of these characters is the very different paths they are led down as a result of their very different perceptions of their purposes in this world and how their actions ultimately culminate to the same subjectively good or bad resolution in response to the absurdity that surrounds them. Whether this ending is tragic or worthwhile is up to the person whose lenses have long since have been warped by knowledge to decide. If that makes sense. Idk my brain is kinda fuzzy today

5/21/24

[cruisinmississippin]

According to Wrapped from each console - Ive played atleast 180+ games since Covid and wow I idt I had to go that hard for a hobby or pursuit.

No regrets tho because I fell in love hard with the Elder Scrolls series, that it sjsgshsgsh yeah idk how to describe it really. But it was prolly better or equally as enjoyable as childhood, yall. Nuff said.

But still tho- was it really all that necessary to get all the consoles from Playstation, Nintendo, n then the PC? Mf was bored in quarantine n started scouring the net for 100 best games of all time list, n then 200, n then ughhh.

Which is why Ive been branching out now because things have slowed down a lot for video games - itll be a while til they come up with GTA 6, Elder Scrolls 6, n what else, ya know? Jyeah just the S tier games.

Im retiring til big studios come up with game changing titles so till then ill get obssesed with figuring out things by ear on whatever music I find witty.

The new Spiderman n Starfield can go stay in a corner somewhere cause im sure they wont be anywhere near as legendary. At best theyre probably A tiers. I aint comin back til RDR2 mya level of creation. Tht sht is game of the decade, not even the year.

[eclairia-monarch]

Scored | 倫太郎 father!Suna x mother!Reader

Thank you for all the recent followers, likes and reblogs on my headcanons! I can’t believe some of them reached over 100!! much love to my readers <3

word count: approx. 2.6k words 

summary: it’s been a while since you visited one of EJP Raijin’s game, having been staying at home to take care of your son. however, with the big season coming up, of course you had to surprise your husband. 

warning: fluff, fluff, suna being highkey horny fluff because i love rin so much WHY ARE YOU NOT REAL, RINTAROU 

disclaimer: all but the story plot belong to their rightful artist/author.

should I write a part two for this?? IDK BUT I WANT TO 

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It has been three whole years since you were spotted at any of the EJP’s game, with the very last appearance on any media was of your announcement of your pregnancy with Suna. You still remembered how frenzied the media was about this news; you were used to it, though, since every announcement you guys made created quite a stir. When they found out about your existence, about your engagement and wedding to Suna, your lover made sure you weren’t overwhelmed. 

With Suna becoming one of the top players in Japan since young, you knew what you were getting yourself into when you got into a serious relationship with him. In High School, the two of you do post each other’s faces but as he slowly gained fame and media presence, both of you decided to be smart and become more private. Of course, Suna saved all the images before deactivating his previous accounts. But you knew Suna was an online type of guy, so after creating new accounts, he still continued to post snippets of his private life. He wanted to show off, still. Aside from his friends and volleyball, fans could see a portion of your hand on his post or stories, the things you gave him and etcetera. It wasn’t because either of you were afraid of his fans or whatever, but more so for your safety.

After seeing such considerate gestures, you could only fall in love with him even more every day and made sure you supported him in any way. You remembered how Suna commented that he would love to have you and your son attend one of his game, but he could see how tired you were every day whilst looking after Rinri and working at home. He decided to drop the subject after only mentioning it once or twice, not wanting you to feel guilty about not coming to his games for so long. You, on the other hand, had actually planned to watch after making sure Rinri was actually ready to come to such a large crowd where adrenaline and noise level were at its peak and that day had finally come.

The big season has arrived.

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You felt a soft kiss pressed against your cheek, followed by a hot breath and a deep chuckle, and then yet another kiss on your forehead. Stirring awake from your slumber upon the touches, you fluttered your eyes opened and saw a soft grin on Suna’s face. “Good morning, doll face,” your husband greeted, kissing your eyelids this time, “still looking as pretty as always.”

You lifted your arms and wrapped it around his neck, pulling him into your nape and nodded, hiding the tiny blush from your cheeks, “good morning to you too, darling. Good luck for your game today. Show them why you are the best middle blocker in the whole wide world.”

“Of course,” Suna then kissed your bosom before pushing himself up reluctantly, knowing he had to leave. “When I get back, I want to sleep on your boobs. And tell Rinri that I love him too, ya?”

“He knows,” you murmured back with your morning voice as you languidly propped yourself up with your elbow, causing your straps to fall off your shoulders, “but I’ll tell the lil pumpkin that.” Suna smiled and adjusted your clothing before leaning his face towards you, wanting a kiss. You brushed your lips against his cheek whilst massaging the other side. “And please, you literally pressed your nose into my breasts last night without asking. Suddenly you are being polite and asked?”

“Oi, you told me to be nicer to you. Guess I’ll just retract my promise,” Suna rolled his eyes.

“You won’t!” You gasped but Suna said nothing more and offered a cheeky smirk before driving to his morning practice. Since it was only 8 am, and the official match doesn’t start until in the afternoon, you slowly pulled yourself out of bed to prepare without any rush. You’ve worked so hard to keep everything a secret without Suna expecting anything of this surprise visit to his games, there’s no way you were going to ruin anything right now.

“Baby? Are you up?” You sang softly and peeped into your son’s room, and saw him already crawling down his bed with his Vabo-chan, his soft brunette hair all messy and sticking out. You can’t help but laughed whilst your child’s tiny legs ran up to you, hugging yours as he blabbered out his morning greetings and his ‘I wuv (love) yous’.

Bending down, you then carried Rinri in your arms and rubbed your face against his chest, tickling him and elicited bright giggles from him. “Good morning, munchkin, I love you too. Papa said that he loves you very much as well. So, want to get some yummies?”

“Yummies!!” Rinri cheered, accidentally letting go of his toy. You reacted quickly, catching his toy with one hand. With a sigh, you now wonder how you were going to manage once you were at the stadium. By the time noon hits, you had already wash up, eaten breakfast, or how Rinri loved to say it, ‘yummies’, and packed your child’s day pack.

Seated on the couch was Rinri with his little day pack, looking through if he was missing anything. Vabo-chan? Check. His favourite yogurt pouches? Check. Yeah, the important stuff were all packed. “Momma! I want to see Dada!”

As if on cue, you received a text from Suna. 

“the game’s starting in 1.5 hours' time. Wish us luck, babe! ♡” - Rin

“love you babe! Good luck! ♡” - you

“wish you guys are here tho :(” - Rin

“but i know you don’t want riri to get scared so is okay ♡” - Rin

“my dear rin, just know that we will always be cheering for you no matter where we are! (⋆ˆ ³ ˆ)♥” - you

“i know. well, gotta go now, pretty! watch me!” - Rin

“always. 💕” - you

You emerged from the kitchen, a bemused smile rested upon your lips. “Excited, are we, munchkin? Come on, let’s get you dressed, and we can get going.” Hearing so, Rinri reached out to you with grabbing hands and sparkles in his crystal orbs. 

You put on a mini EJP Raijin no.9 jersey and denim jeans on Rinri, making sure he had sunblock on as well, before promptly changing into your own outfit. Opting for a white satin camisole and a high waist skinny jeans, you finished your outfit in a pair of sneakers. With everything settled, you two stepped out of the house.

--

When you reached the stadium, you went through the normal procedures to enter — you made sure to get front row seats with the best angle to watch Suna’s play. There were news media and sports journalists who immediately recognized you, and soon a commotion formed around your section. No one approached you, of course, and you were grateful for it, since you just wanted to focus on your son and the game.

You kept Rinri secured as you two watched EJP Raijin entered the stadium. Your son’s energy immediately shot up and yelled, pointing at his father with Vabo-chan. “It’s Dada!!”

You laughed and nodded, “yes, papa is going to play.”

Rinri’s excitement might have been too contagious, as the surrounding crowd began to cheer for EJP Raijin’s middle blocker. 

Cameras soon panned over to you, showing your beautiful face and Rinri’s adorable enthusiasm on the arena’s jumbotron. The commentators let out the classic teasing exhaled, gaining many’s attention to the screen.

“Ahhhhhhh, would you look at that? If it isn’t EJP Raijin’s Suna Rintarou’s family?” One said as the cameras zoomed into you. It has been so long since the crowd saw the Suna [y/n], the supportive partner of Rintarou. He has always mentioned your name and his gratitude to you during your physical absence from the crowd in the last three years, and your sudden appearance now was a pleasant treat.

Hearing his name and ‘family’, Suna thought it was his parents and younger sister again, but when he looked up, he saw your beautiful self and shock painted his face before fondness oozed from them. His teammates nudged at him, calling him out for being such a whipped husband now, only for the middle blocker to retort back at all of his single teammates before turning back to the screen again. Man couldn’t take his eyes off of you two.

You looked up from your son to the large screen and saw yourself. Of course, you smiled charmingly and winked into the camera, gaining an even bigger fanbase in the process. You already knew how popular you were as Suna’s lover, so you weren’t one to shy away, despite how crazy the media could get. That was one of many reasons why Suna loved about you. 

“There it is, ladies and gentlemen! Suna [y/n] bringing her amazing fan service!” Another commentator joked, being the first one to comment on your very first fan service years ago as well.

Seeing his mother on screen, Rinri burst into giggles and pointed at you. “Momma, it’s you!”

“Yes bumblebee, it’s me,” you nuzzled your nose against your son’s cheeks, and this cute interaction was displayed to the entire arena and everyone cooed. The cameras then zoomed out slightly as one of their on-site reporters approached you. They gave you and your son proper greetings after you introduced your son to the nation. His adorableness easily captured everyone’s heart as he waved hello.

“I see your son is wearing the same jersey as Suna Rintarou! Are you going to say something to cheer for your dad?”

“Dada look, I wuv you!” Rinri said proudly and pointed at his jersey that you secretly bought, and the stadium melted at how cute he was. 

“Love you too, buddy!” Suna laughed. 

The large screen than switched over to show Suna’s doting smile before showing your face again.

The reporter asked if you have words for your lovely husband, and watched you smiled. “Rin, go out there and show ‘em how amazing my husband is!”

Suna pointed at you from below, his sly grin appeared and shouted loudly. “Watch me, pretty!”

You laughed, wondering when was the last time Suna showed so much energy for a game. Perhaps coming today was the right thing to do on your end. 

The game soon commenced, but somehow everyone could already predict the winner. With his family now in the arena to support him, Suna found himself even more focus. Despite being a slow starter, he was able to warm his engine faster than usual today. Rinri kept his gaze on his father the entire time, slowly leaning forward as he got absorbed into the game. You were silently cheering as well, and with every point scored by the team, especially by your husband, you clenched your fist in victory. 

The first set was an easy win by the Raijin team, and your son cheered loudly. Suna immediately turned towards where you and his son were at, and for the first time during a match, the middle blocker held out a peace sign with the happiest wide mouth smile on his face. 

The nation knew how much Suna Rintarou loved his wife and son, but that smile solidified and cemented that fact. Never once had this man ever showed so much bliss in public, but here he was, showing his soft side when multiple cameras were around.

You felt your heart leaped forward and face heating up. Suna was able to make your heart accelerate with the smallest of gesture since high school however no matter how many years had passed, your love life was still so, for lack of a better word, perfect.

“Go win this,” you mouthed and put out your own peace sign. Rinri mimicked you as gave his dad his own tiny peace sign and giggled. Once again, Komori and the rest snickered, asking if Rin was going to keep staring or was he going to play the next set.

And thus, the score was 3-1 with EJP Raijin emeging victorious. Both team exchanged their pleasantries and a handshake before going over to the crowd to thank them for their support. Suna looked up and saw that you weren’t at your seats, and before long he spotted Rinri running up to him excitedly, showing off his jersey that looked just like Suna’s.

“Why, hello there, buddy,” Suna greeted, swiping Rinri into his arms and lifting him up in the air. You soon waltzed over but you made sure to stay out of the way, knowing the victors deserved the spotlight right now. You apologised to the coach for your son but the man laughed it off, stating that he didn’t mind at all If anything, he should thanked you for this surprise since Suna played even better than his previous games.

“Baby,” Suna called out to you and you saw he had one arm opened for you. 

“Congrats on your win,” you went into his arm and gave a hug before turning to his team mates, greeting them, congratulating them as well. A few interviewers came up as the team headed to the side, some even managed to catch you in one interview too. It’s not like either you or Suna minded, and Rinri was comfortable in front of strangers. Of course, none of you were worried about having Rinri be exposed to the media since both of you were ready to protect this family by any means

In the beginning, he did try to keep you out of the media’s sight but after knowing you were more than capable of handling yourself, and knew how to keep yourself safe, and relying on him, Suna was more opened about posting you on his social media. But this was the first time anyone has ever seen his son and a part of him was worried.

Still, he did his best to answer the questions, and he was glad the media was respectful enough towards him to not focus on his family too much. They could tell he was protective about his family just based on his behaviour.

One of the interviewer smiled at Suna, asking him to make one last comment about his family. With a sly grin, he turned to the camera and called for you. It has been three years, and he wanted to do this for so long now. The second you approached, Suna drapped his arm around your shoulder, patting your head. “I think I scored myself the perfect partner.”

Suna then dipped down and whispered into your ears. “Considered me seduced with that top of yours. Can’t wait till I fuck your brains out as my victory award. Better be prepared.”

“...Rin...!” You gasped, face coloured bright red. Rinri looked up at his parents, not understanding anything aside from the fact that his parents were very loving and in turn, that made him happy. The cameramen and reporters chuckled, saying how you two are still lovey dovey and to stay sweet before bidding your cute child good bye.

“Love, munchkin, wait for me. I’m gonna get change and we can go hang,” Suna said as he got pushed to get washed up and change by Washio and Komori.

I think I scored myself the perfect partner — those words echoed, causing you to blow up. Suna is a man of high libido, but it was his sweet words that always got you weak on your knees.

“Momma, are you sicky?” Rinri asked, a little worried about his mother’s face turning red.

“N-No, baby, I’m fine,” you assured, fanning yourself and heading off somewhere to wait for your beloved.  

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Trivia: — your son’s name is written 倫璃, meaning “Ethics [倫]” and “crystal [璃]” because Suna said his eyes are like crystals  

[hargrove-keeping-it-stranger]

Watch The Hair!

Billy Hargrove x Reader

Warnings: My blog is 18+ but 18+ after the cut off line for this one,wrap it before ya tap it,going from 0-100 😉, cursing,bad grammar and spelling 🤦‍♀️😂

a/n: Hey guys so this is my 1st piece for this blog! This has the potential of becoming a series depending on how you all like it. I’m so excited to write for Billy! I love this character but i will be writing for other characters if you guys want me to. Requests are open!

P.S. Please check out the edit at the end closely for clues of the potential part 2 😊 also idk why the spacing got weird so please ignore it 😅

Word count: 3531 (4ish pages)

Y/n stood in the bathroom in Billy’s house brushing out her y/h/c hair, looking in the mirror. On the vanity top, y/n had laid out scissors,a comb,some gloves and some highlight coloring. She made sure all the knots and tangles were out and that the brush could run smoothly through without pulling her hair. Once she was satisfied, She walked over to the shower and flipped the nozzle up before leaning over and sticking her head under the warm water to soak her hair. While her eyes were closed, The devilish grin of the one and only Billy Hargrove grew as he leaned against the door frame watching y/n wet her hair. The opportunity was too perfect. Billy quickly took several step towards y/n and gave her a quick slap on the ass. Well maybe that wasn’t the greatest plan because y/n jumped, flipping her wet hair back and slapping Billy in the face with it. Upon turning around, y/n’s hands flew to her face covering her mouth so that her little snicker can’t be seen by the tall blonde standing in front of her with his eyes still closed and a face full of water,dripping down his face onto his shirt. “B, I am sooo sorry!” y/n smirked a little before grabbing a nearby towel off a hook close by and patting Billy’s face off. He finally opened his eyes and y/n got lost in the deep sapphire orbs staring back at her. Billy grabbed her waist and started laughing. “That really backfired on me,huh?” He smirked, running his fingers through y/n’s wet hair. Y/n pecked his lips before wiggling out of Billy's grasp and going back to her position at the sink. “ What was I supposed to do,babe? I had no idea you were home so i wasn’t expecting anyone to touch my ass” y/n giggled as she started brushing out her hair again and separating her part to the left side of her head. Billy nodded, leaning on the wall behind y/n, watching her in the mirror “Probably should of texted you that i was gonna be home early,” Billy admitted,” y/n, what the fuck are you doing?”Billy asked, sort of panicking as y/n took a comb and scissors to her hair. “Making Cookies. What the fuck does it look like I’m doing, William?” y/n laughed as she combed out a section of hair and held the comb about an inch from the bottom before cutting across the comb. Billy watched, biting his lip before he finally spoke. “You’re lucky you have sharp scissors in your hand right now, dollface. That kind of sass may have gotten you in trouble otherwise.” Billy’s eyes getting a shade darker as y/n looked at his reflection in the mirror. “I’ll have to make up for it later, pretty boy.” y/n smirked and winked at him through the mirror, knowing he was watching her as she continued to cut her hair.

Billy stood and watched the whole time y/n cut,dyed,washed and dried her hair. He watched her as if she were his favorite show. Every move she made had him enchanted and when she was finally done, she tossed her freshly colored hair over her shoulder and turned towards Billy “How do I look?” y/n asked as Billy smiled and walked up to y/n and kissed her nose lightly. “ I had no idea you knew how to do all those hairdresser things. It was really sexy to watch and your hair looks absolutely stunning.” Billy slips his fingers through y/n’s highlighted y/h/c hair. Y/N all of a sudden started smiling and jumping in excitement. “Oh my God! Billy!! Can I do your hair?” Y/n asked before she starts running her hands through Billy’s famous blonde curls. Billy whined and shook his head. “I don’t know, baby. I really like these curls. Plus what would you pull on later if you cut ‘em off?” Billy smirks before kissing y/n’s lips. y/n laughed into the kiss and ran her hands through the long curly locks. “I promise I’ll still have plenty to grab at when I’m through with you.” y/n winks, pressing her lips to Billy’s. “Well, What are you thinking of doing then, Sweets?” Billy asked, kind of starting to feel ok about maybe changing up the mullet. “ Nope! If I’m gonna do it, you’re just gonna have to wait and be surprised.” y/n teased as Billy groaned. “I trust you but babe I can't sit still for shit. You know that.” Billy complained. Y/n patted his chest before pushing off his chest and running into the kitchen. Billy just stood in the bathroom confused before he heard something heavy being moved in the kitchen.Well someone was trying to move something. Billy ran out into the kitchen and saw y/n trying to move a tall bar chair from the kitchen island. Billy shook his head before running over and picking up the chair,taking it from y/n. “Put it in the bathroom please?” y/n cheered as she followed Billy into the bathroom. Billy set the seat in front of the mirror and looked at y/n. “Ok Ok! I trust you! Let’s see what you can do, babygirl.” Billy winks at y/n before he sits in the chair, taking in his mullet in the mirror for the last time. Y/n grabbed a brush and some conditioner spray before spraying his entire mullet with the detangler conditioner. Y/n started to brush out the curls and Billy pulled away. “Watch the hair,babe!” Billy said as more of a reflex than an actual warning about his hair. “B! I’ve gotta brush out all the curls if this is gonna work.” Y/n informed Nilly as the biggest pout formed on his face. “It fucking hurts tho!” Billy complained as y/n smirked to herself. Y/n made her way around Billy and stood in front of him. She grabbed his chin and pecked his lips “Don't be so dramatic. Wouldn’t want anyone to see through that tough guy act.” y/n teased. Billy just rolled his eyes at her sassiness.

“You know what B? I totally forgot your shirt got soaked earlier! I’m so sorry I forgot!” Y/n bit her lip as she grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it up and over his head. BIlly threw the tshirt somewhere, his eyes focused on y/n and what she was planning. Y/n straddled his lap in the chair as she leaned down and kissed his lips again before she started brushing his hair again while sitting on his lap. Billy closed his eyes and rested his hands on y/n’s hips. Y/n brushed out the curls as gently as she could, pulling strands of hair to the side so that she could reach every strand without getting up. Billy sat contently as y/n finished brushing out his last fluffy curl. “See that wasn’t too bad,baby,right?” y/n asked as she put a hand on his cheek. Billy hummed softly as he opened his eyes and pecked her lips. “The fact that you used sitting on my lap and grinding that sweet little ass on me every time you moved as a distraction made the brush not bad at all.” Billy smiled up at y//n “We are definitely gonna need to take this new haircut on a test ride later, Sweets.” Billy grinned as he placed his hand on y/n’s neck and kissed her lips hard. Y/n giggled into the kiss and grabbed onto Billy curls one last time. They both pulled apart for air and y/n traced down Billy’s bare chest before getting off his lap. “Go wet your hair” y/n instructed as she reached into a bag she kept in the bathroom closet and pulled out buzzers and a clip on guard. “Whatever you say, doll” Billy said, getting up from the chair and putting on the shower to stick his head under. Once he had wet his whole head, he turned around and sat back in his seat again. “What the fuck are these?!” Billy asked while he lifted up the buzzers that y/n had put up on the counter. “Nothing babe! They just help cut off some hair a little quicker.” y/n explained before taking the buzzers out of Billy’s hands before he had a panic attack just because they looked too scary. “Just promise me you aren’t shaving me bald, sweetheart. I’ll literally have a nervous breakdown.” Billy said as he wiped his face anxiously with his hands. “Baby, I promise on my heart, I will not shave you bald.Ever. I also vow that if anyone does ever shave your head, I will hunt them down and give them hell myself.’ y/n promised as she held up her hand with the scouts honor hand signal, or at least she thinks that's what it is.

Billy took a deep breath as y/n started to brush through his wild locks again and moved some hair around. Y/n took the chair and spun it around so Billy couldn’t see himself in the mirror anymore. “Hey! What gives?” Billy protested but stayed glued to his seat. “The rest is gonna be a surprise.” y/n winked at him before grabbing her phone from the sink and playing Rock you like a Hurricane by the Scorpions to calm Billy’s nerves. Billy seemed to relax as he closed his eyes once again. Y/n got to work on the mop of hair she had sorted every way she wanted it. She put the guide onto the buzzers and started on the sides as she hummed along to the rock music playing in the background. Once she finished up the sides and faded the cut hair into the hair she left long on top, she grabbed a comb and scissors to shorten the long hair on top of Billy’s head. Y/n grabbed her phone and took pictures quietly of the front and back of Billy’s new do while Billy still had his eyes closed and hummed along to Live Wire by Motley Crue. Y/n ran her hair through Billy’s hair a few more times, making it look a bit more messy and not as clean cut. It was almost completely dry when y/n turned off the music on her phone and stood in front of Billy. “Ok baby! Are you ready to see your hair?” y/n asked,wiggling her eyebrows at Billy as he opened his eyes. Billy let out a nervous laugh and smiled up at you “I won’t lie, I’m super nervous but I can tell by the look on your face that you love it so yes. I’m ready,Sweetcheeks!” Billy announced proudly as he smacked your ass once again. y/n just laughed and rolled her eyes as she turned the chair around towards the mirror.

Billy stood up so fast as he looked at himself in the mirror and ran his fingers through his hair. “Soooo? What do you think?” y/n asked as she grabbed onto Billy’s bicep,waiting for a response. “I think you fucking killed it, Babygirl!!! I fucking love it!!” Billy laughed excitedly as he pulled y/n into his chest. “ I’m glad you like it,babes! Still long enough to run my fingers through.” y/n moved a hand to Billy’s hair and ran her finger through as Billy closed his eyes for a moment. This was his comfort. Head scratches or playing with his hair just relaxed him more than anything else. He was almost like a giant puppy dog when it came to his behavior. Yeah, he would have moments that he didn’t know how to handle things so he just loses it but he also had moments where all he needed was a cuddle and someone to talk through shit with. Y/n was probably the only person on planet earth that would describe her tough guy popular boyfriend as a puppy dog but she didn’t care. To her, he was and that’s what mattered. “I think my hairdresser deserves some Starbucks.” Billy smirks as he opened his eyes, y/n still playing with his hair. “White Mocha Iced Coffee with cold foam and chocolate drizzle!?” y/n just about yelled in Billy’s face while pulling her hands out of his hair as he laughed at her. “Whatever your heart desires,Love” Billy said as he pecked her nose and pulled the Camaro keys out of his back pocket. Y/n just about ran to the front door and put her shoes on, waiting for Billy to catch up. Billy comes out of the bathroom laughing at his hyper girlfriend, suddenly regretting his offer to put more caffeine in her system. “Easy there, Doll. I gotta go put on a shirt and you, my love, need to sweep the mullet off the floor before my parents lose their shit about the mess we made.” Billy explained as he put the chair they used back in its place in the kitchen and grabbed the broom from a nearby closet for y/n to clean up all the cut off mullet pieces that are now mixed in with her hair from earlier. “I’m on it!” Y/n took the broom from Billy and starts sweeping up the bathroom while Billy runs upstairs and grabs a white button up shirt that he only buttons up a little less than halfway. When he returns down stairs, y/n is scooping up all the hair and dumping it into the trash barrel.

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“Perfect timing! I just..” y/n stopped talking as soon as her eyes landed on Billy. His new hair flowed into waves as it was completely dry now and the white button up he had on exposed most of his chest. “Holy shit! You look super hot right now. Like you’re usually hot but like I mean well more hot than.”y/n rambled as Billy walked over to her and kissed her lips to stop her rambling. y/n kissed him back, running her hand up his now exposed neck. Billy pushed y/n back onto the sink, before grabbing her ass with both hands and picking her up onto the sink. Y/n’s hands dragged down Billy’s neck to his chest where she couldn’t help but run her nails down his tanned muscular skin. Billy moaned into the kiss as the couple pulled apart just because they needed air. Billy rested his forehead against y/n’s and pecked her nose quickly. “I’ll give you the choice,dollface. I can fuck you right here or i can carry you up to my bed.”Billy whispers,sending Achilles down y/n’s spine “Right here” y/n said breathlessly as she pulled Billy back into her and kissed him again. Billy skillfully bit her bottom lip, making her open her mouth with a gasp, giving Billy the perfect opportunity to dart his tongue into her mouth. His tongue wrestled with hers as y/n unbuttoned his shirt and grabbed his belt buckle. BIlly pulled away from her lips and quickly pulled off y/n’s shirt before moving his lips to her neck, where he left sloppy kisses before deciding on a spot to nibble at as y/n started to undo Billy’s belt. Billy’s hands traveled down to the top of y/n’s leggings and pulled at the tops. Billy took his lips off y/n’s and slid off his jeans and boxers in one swift movement before pulling off y/n’s leggings and underwear off in one pull. “I told you the sass from earlier would get back to you eventually” Billy teased as he crashed his lips into y/n’s again and rocked her back slightly before hooking her legs over his arms.

He teasingly rubbed his tip against her clit and she moaned into his mouth, allowing him once again to push his tongue into her mouth and explore every inch of it. Billy laughed into the kiss as y/n tried to move her hips closer to his but couldn’t because Billy had her legs. “Please,babe. I’m sorry I was so sassy earlier. You know I like to mess with you. Please just..” y/n moaned as Billy licked up her neck. “You are forgiven, Darlin’. You’re such a good girl for me.” Billy said, pecking her lips and nuzzling into her neck. Billy slowly pushed the tip of his cock into her waiting hole. She was dripping for him. After putting in his tip just a little he stopped moving and nibbled at a spot on her neck. y/n groaned and started wiggling her hips for some sort of friction but the way Billy held her legs wouldn’t let her grind backwards onto him or rub her thighs together. She groaned at his love bites before mumbling “Baby please! I know you’re trying to punish me for earlier but I really want my Starbucks.” Once those words left y/n’s mouth, Billy sat up and looked her straight in the eye. She could see his eyes darken with lust and anger as he put his hand around her neck, squeezing just a little bit. “Oh you did not just say you wanted to get this over with so we can go get your fucking coffee,did you? Did I hear you wrong?” Billy asked as he glared into y/n’s eyes. “I didn’t mean it the way it sounded, Baby, I promise. You know I love you. You know how much i love that dick. Please just fuck me!” y/n pleaded as Billy’s hand around her neck squeezed just a little every so often making her back arch just from the pressure. This man knew what she liked and he was damn good at it. Billy crashed his lips into hers before grinning wide “I got you,Sweets” Billy smirked as he thrusted into you in one quick movement, still holding your legs over his arms. Billy crashed his lips into y/n’s once again, wanting every point of contact he could possibly have. Y/n snaked her arms around his neck as he continued to thrust into her. Y/n moaned into his lips as Billy hit every spot perfectly. Billy took that as his signal, so he threw one of her legs up over his shoulder without losing pace. Y/n screeched at the new angle, finally pulling away from Billy's lips. He licked his swollen lips as him and y/n kept eye contact. He started thrusting harder and with every thrust he got deeper and deeper. y/n looked at him with her mouth hanging open “Yes baby yes I’m.. baby..” y/n could barely form a sentence as Billy continues to push his hips up into her. “Come on, dollface, I got you. Give it up,Love.’ Billy said sweetly as he dropped her legs down and hugged her close to him as he continued to pump into her. His pace began to get sloppy and slow as he threw his head back,moaning. “Okay baby, Together now!” Billy instructed as y/n squeezed around his dick as she hit her high which sent Billy hurdling over the edge. They both stayed where they were breathing heavily as the looked at each other. Eyes full of admiration and love.

“You wanna go get your Starbucks now baby?” Billy cooed as he pulled out of y/n and grabbed a Wahhabism cloth to wet in the sink for her. “I’m gonna need a minute, B” y/n breathed out, still trying to catch her breath. Billy helped y/n clean herself up and get dressed again before he cleaned himself up and got dressed again. He stopped in front of the mirror to fix his hair and y/n couldn’t help but laugh. “I don’t think I saw you mess with the mullet this much. Someone knows he looks smoking hot with his new do.” y/n taunted as she finally stood up on wobbly legs and walked to the kitchen to grab water. Billy laughed before following after her and grabbing a black jacket off the coat rack and handing his jean jacket to y/n. “Starbucks here we come! Take this jacket, Sweets. It's a little cold out.” Y/n grabbed the jacket and headed out the door to Billy’s gorgeous Camaro. She climbed into the passenger seat and Billy soon got in on the drivers side and started the engine. The rev of that engine was one of her favorite sounds and it will never get old. Billy skillfully pulled out of the driveway before announcing “Starbucks here we come!” followed by him turning the stereo up loud and putting the sunglasses from his dashboard on his face.

[matan4il]

I have debated how to say this or even write it but I'm just giving in to try. Based on Max's interview and your recent anon on expectations I wanted to add my opinion no one asked for lol. But here's my thing as a long time viewer and pretty successful predictor.

I take all my clues from Oliver, he has in the past validated and acknowledged and even said he wouldn't promote if he thought it was baiting. He's very sensative to the fandom and the fact he is now leads me to believe that Buddie will be canon by the end of 5 or at least we will have a huge clue that yes its coming. Lets be real here Eddie clearly has PTSD and I don't think thats something we run over to start a relationship. But again, I think we will see it as heavily hinted if they arent already canon.

Now on to my worst case scenario. If the show really cant figure out how to write Buddie or isnt committing to it. I 100% believe that they are done with female LIs for both men. I imagine them actually being roommates for many reasons, either worried about Chris or heck saving money on rent. Have you seen LA prices. And its a cop out but I think for the remainder of the series we will have an ambiguous "platonic " family unit upgraded from S2 and S3. I get why people would be disappointed but I'm really at the point of leave women out of this and let me feel in the blanks if I have too. Give me their family time.

But again... take your clues from Oliver. He wouldn't tease if he didn't think that was the road we were headed.

Hi Nonnie! Thank you for the ask and big hugs!

Oooh, I won't lie, I was wondering whether I would get an ask about Max's interview. And yes, you're always welcome to throw your opinions at me! ;)

I have to admit I'm a bit torn. On the one hand, I do think it matters that Oli and Ryan indicated they're down with Buddie happening. And the change that Oli went through, from refusing to like Buddie stuff since it might be misleading, to liking Buddie edits and art again? It did give me hope he might know the direction these two are on and that it's the one we're all hoping for. On the other, he's also indicated recently he hasn't yet read the script for this season's finale. So... IDK. He might not know as much as we think he does. There might be something else influencing his decision to like Buddie stuff again. Maybe he just missed them, or he decided supporting the artists matters more? I really don't know. At the same time, he might also know the general direction for Buddie without knowing the specifics, like the 518 script, making my whole point moot. XD

If Buddie won't go canon, I can't see them both remaining single. Because 911 would probably want to re-affirm that they're straight by pairing them with female LI's, and also 'coz out of the main cast, they don't have that many single characters, and they can't let the only two be the single pink elephant in the room... However, they may let them be single and still more wrapped up in each other than in anyone else and raising Chris together for the show finale... But I agree with you, that if I can't have canon Buddie, I would take 'filling in the blanks.' If it helps, I think no matter what, the show will always dedicate some of its time to the Buddifer family unit. 911 has made it abundantly clear that romantic or platonic, that little family unit is precious to both the fans and the show.

As for the interview, I have to say that it doesn't scare me into "Buddie is def not going canon." At least not yet. Kristen didn't say Buddie is def not happening. She could have, but she didn't. In fact, she indicated the romantic possibility exists and nothing was ruled out. More than that, she could have implied reading Buddie as romantic is crazy, but instead she admitted it's a valid reading. Even when she claimed it's not how she wrote them, she didn't de-legitimize this option. Also, when stressing that Buddie are just good friends, she added it's where they're at right now. Which... canonically, that's accurate. Doesn't mean they always will be, and her phrasing clearly left the door open for them to be something more at some other point. Plus... these show runners said there was no need for a Buck Begins, then did one, and then said there was no need for Eddie to break down, and we know how that's going... I really am not yet panicking over this interview.

Lastly, Kristen saying she drew the guardianship bit from her mother's rl decision... except, I'm sure her mother was Very Normal about it, as in, she was probably being a responsible parent, taking possible scenarios into account, then sat her bestie down for a talk, explained that because she doesn't want her daughter to be raised by her parents she's asking her BFF to be the legal guardian and gave this woman as much time as she needed to decide on what to say. But is that what Kristen wrote for Buddie? No. Because she too knows there is nothing Very Normal about them. She wrote Eddie making the decision based on a real life-threatening event, with emotions running high, making his decision an emotional rather than a logical one, Buck saying he wished he could have died instead of Eddie (!!!) and then, THEN Eddie, in Very Not Normal fashion, makes the emotionally impactful decision to let Buck know he's been Chris' legal guardian for basically a year, not asking him about it before making the will change because they both knew Buck would not say no (and them verbally confirming this to each other). That makes it less about Eddie's reasonable decision and more about making sure that Buck was emotionally ok, as I've detailed here. But wait, that's not all! We know Eddie's parents suck and why they shouldn't raise Chris, but there's also Eddie's Tia Pepa, or his sisters... he dismisses them all, and more than that, he doesn't even bring them up as the reason he's made Buck Chris' guardian. He's not turning to his best friend 'coz his family sucks. By not going "X can't have Chris 'coz... so I need you to step in," it makes it clear Buck isn't Eddie's default. He's HIS CHOICE.

IDK, Kristen, is this really how you think things went down between your mom and her bestie when that agreement was reached? Yeah, me neither. There is Nothing Remotely Normal about this.

(Sorry for the length, thank you for the ask and please have a look at my ask tag if you're looking for another ask reply. xoxox)

[damn-oh-dread]

various screaming about chapter 46 - End

Wow so uh that happened

They really did kill off Moiraine eh? I knew it was coming but damn. That's a rough time holy. The fact that her death was foreshadowed to hell and back honestly probably made it worse because I was waiting for it the entire novel.

And THE FINAL BATTLE WITH RAHVIN AND HOW EVERYONE DIED BUT THEN TIME SHENANIGANS!!!! Literally got chills.

*insert parts 4-15 of Rand really needs to see a therapist* rand in the last 100 pages desperately needed help. All the lines "I can sleep when I dead" "I deserve to die" "I deserve to suffer for everyone's lives on my hands" hooo boy. When Lan was like "we are the same," yeah maybe cause you both have depression? Rand do not listen to Lan. I love Lan a lot but also he is not what perfect mental health looks like.

"moiraine was a warrior just as much as I am." "Today was a good day to die." Like bro BRO!!!! IM SUPPOSED TO FEEL NORMAL ABOUT THAT?!?!?! I AM SUPPOSED TO HAVE NORMAL FEELINGS ABOUT THIS SERIES?!?!?! siuan reacts to moiraines death please

High key lanefear was terrifying. WHEN SHE SKINNED KANDERE ALIVE

Also damn nyneve got so much character development this book like hot damn. All the girl fighting got a little annoying but whatever I can look past that. And just everything about Birgette! She was so cool. I loved her story and her character premise.

Thought that will probably be answered next book: because obviously moiraine could not have transferred the bond to nynaeve cause she isn't aes sedai (I think? Idk what the rules are honestly) so when she set it up with myrelle did she know that nynaeve was gonna be in Salidar?  Cause that's where myrelle is? Foresight 100? "Moiriane wrapped herself in mystery and manipulation until the end. The very end."

YOU WILL DO WELL RAND 😭😭😭😭

thanks rj for giving me the moiraine pov when she died like holy. "He would need to live or die without her" 😭😭😭

Also no perrin huh

Cool that uno and the gang came back for this. Lowkey kind of missed them.

BRO WHEN SIUAN AND NYNAEVE JUST STARTED SMACKING EACH OTHER! PEAK COMEDY! This scene needs to be in the show or else whats the point?

when Rand was losing his mind to lews therin! That was very cool! Like I mean sucks for rand but it was very cool to read about. I am very excited to see how they portray that in the show.

"He is as cold as he needs to be" 🥺

Also why are rand and Aviendha the best romance?

Nynaeve like "oh the aes sedai will be so happy to see us" wrong sir

Min and elyane arguing over who they need to share rand with was meh. Like girls come on just kiss it out.

When rand was screaming "grieve grieve dammit" I started sobbing. poor poor baby boy

"Nynaeve I am embarrassed to know a coward like you." And "I'm so tired of being afraid." Amazing stunning wow!

Overall an absolute ride of a book. Probably my favourite one so far! Every book I read gets better and better, very excited for the next ones!