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-YESSSS!

-Safety Car?? Franco?? Oh god, Williams

-“George Russel gets away well… second phase: here comes Max Verstappen”

-“Sergio Perez gets away well” Oh how we love to hear it

-Oh god Kevin- Shit that was Nico; that tire gamble didn’t pay off

-“Got hit by Stroll. I know he would do it. I could tell” Yeah the Williams is so cursed

-How is Lewis p9?

-Yuki p10! (I don’t remember where he placed in qualifying)

-Oh god another safety car? Who was that? Yuki?? Oh Liam

-“Speed on the straight is worrying” :(

-I love that there seems to be a fire lit under the Red Bull but can Max chill for a second? That car might still give up half way

-Woah Kevin! (That Haas/Vcarb/Alpine battle is so fun to follow)

-Max please, think about the tireeess

-“blistering pace” If they jinx him istg

-“Tsunoda-San” Love Jenson and Yuki’s relationship

-“The Frenchman has got his man”

-“It’s surprising how difficult the top 8 is finding it to overtake when the rest of the field seem to be doing it just fine”

-Yo? Zhou?! Omg!

-Max and Lando battling for fastest lap

-“How slow are we compared to others?” Hate that Merc so much

-No way both Saubers just over took Yuki. What’s wrong with his car?

-“The threat from the undercut disappears as each revolution of the tires go by” Idk why that sounded so poetic

-Okay Mercedes, starting off the pit stops

-Oh- that wasn’t very good

-“Is the car broken?” Back to back L’s

-Magnussen, Gasly, Alonso, threatening everyone’s pit stops

-Jenson’s voice is so soothing

-Okay halfway through

-“Speak louder please”

-…

Did Alex lose a mirror?

-“Max has got his wing mirrors” Vengeful, petty Max is my favorite (obviously it’s aimed at the FIA, don’t draw other conclusions)

-That yellow flag was so clear. Why didn’t he lift? Was there a problem?

-What the actual hell! There’s a whole mirror on track! Why is no one doing anything?? Are we waiting for someone to go over it and cause more damage???

-Ohmygodd! They are! They were fricking waiting!

-Now??? Now??? Now you want to call a Safety Car???

-Can’t even enjoy the pit stop games with this bs

-This is such incompetence. The hell is wrong with them?

-I need Zhou to get a point. I really do

-Safety car restarts make so nervous

-NO CHECO!!

-Nico too??

-I wanna cry

-Didn’t get to appreciate Max vs Lando in all that chaos; that was very cool

-Plus Charles! On Oscar!

-Charles, Charles, Charles, Charles, come on mate

-All of the cars are so close now

-“Albon just rammed me”

-Oh shit a 10s penalty

-“That seems unbelievably extreme” Why are we surprised about this? It’s the FIA

-Oh shit that’s- oh god

-Lewis penalty too?

-Zhou!!!!!

-Lewis retiring?

-Are they really saying he won’t race in Abu Dhabi?

-Can Bottas overtake Albon so that Sauber can celebrate like crazy??

-“F***k off” “Go for it Kev” Hahaha

-Cheering so hard for Sauber right now

-Okay I knew that wouldn’t last long but Zhou! Zhou! Zhou!

-“Denied pole but not denied victory!” Wohooo

-“Karma is a wonderful thing. Yes! We did not drive unnecessarily slowly today!” Tell them GP!

-Max, Charles, Oscar podium!! Let’s go, Let’s go, Let’s go!!!

(Also congratulations to Alex Albon for finally finishing a race)

[reidmarieprentiss]

Stood Up & Home

Summary: Y/N plans an anniversary date for her and Spencer, he works through it, standing her up. Will they make it through this?

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!reader

Category: angst, hurt/comfort

Warnings/Includes: fighting, arguing, being stood up, forgotten anniversary, mild panic attack, reminders of parents fighting, crying, self-doubt, not feeling good enough, insecurities

Word count: 2.7k

a/n: can be read alone but it is a blurb from Finding Home Again !!

hahaha sorry! our favorites have fights too :( but they love each other so much

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The second Spencer walked through the door, he knew something was off. Y/N was sitting on the couch, still in the clothes she had put on for their date—a dress he hadn’t seen before, something stunning, clearly chosen for a special occasion. Her arms were crossed, and though she tried to keep her face neutral, there was no mistaking the tension in the air.

“Hey,” Spencer said cautiously, closing the door behind him. “I just got your text. Sorry, I got caught up with some paperwork. It’s been a long day.”

Y/N didn’t respond. She just kept staring straight ahead, her lips pressed into a thin line. Spencer paused, sensing the unease.

“Honey?” he tried again, stepping closer. “Is everything okay?”

“I’m fine,” she replied, her tone clipped, her eyes still fixed on the TV even though it wasn’t playing anything.

Spencer raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure? You seem… upset.”

Y/N took a deep breath, willing herself to stay calm. She didn’t want to talk about it. Not yet. But Spencer wasn’t having it.

“Sweetheart,” he said softly, crouching down in front of her, his hands on her knees. “You know what I do for a living, right? I know when you’re lying to me.”

Y/N’s jaw tightened as she tried to suppress the growing anger. “I’m not lying, Spencer.”

He tilted his head, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at her. “Then why won’t you look at me? What’s going on?”

Y/N finally turned her head to face him, her eyes burning with a mix of hurt and frustration. “I had plans tonight,” she said quietly. “Plans that I made specifically for us.”

Spencer’s brows furrowed in confusion. “What plans? You didn’t tell me we had anything tonight.”

Y/N let out a bitter laugh, shaking her head in disbelief. “You forgot, didn’t you?”

“Forgot what?” Spencer asked, still completely unaware.

“Our anniversary, Spencer,” she snapped, finally letting her emotions spill over. “I made reservations at this nice restaurant. I got dressed up, bought this new dress just for tonight, and I’ve been waiting here for hours. And you—” She stopped, her voice shaking. “You text me that you’re doing paperwork.”

Spencer’s eyes widened in shock, and he quickly pulled out his phone, scrolling through his calendar. “I thought… I thought it was next week,” he muttered, looking up at her, guilt flooding his face. “Y/N, I’m so sorry. I really thought—”

“Next week?!” Y/N cut him off, standing up abruptly. “Spencer, how could you forget something like this? I’ve been planning this for weeks, and you didn’t even remember?”

“I swear, I didn’t mean to,” Spencer stammered, standing as well, his hands raised in defense. “I’ve just been so overwhelmed with work lately, and I… I just lost track of time. I thought it was next week.”

Y/N’s hands clenched at her sides, her chest tight with frustration. “Do you know how embarrassing it was? Sitting at the restaurant, waiting for you to show up, and then getting that text? I’ve never felt so stupid.”

Spencer stepped forward, his eyes filled with regret. “You’re not stupid. I’m the one who messed up. I should’ve known, I should’ve been paying more attention.”

Y/N shook her head, backing away. “Spence, I don’t want to talk about this right now. I’m too mad.”

“But—”

“Please,” she interrupted, her voice softer now, though still laced with hurt. “I just need some space.”

Spencer stood there, helpless, watching her retreat to their bedroom. The weight of his mistake hung heavy between them, and he knew that this wasn’t something a simple apology could fix.

"I’m so sorry, Y/N," he called after her, his voice barely above a whisper.

—

As Y/N sat alone in the bedroom, her emotions swirling in a chaotic storm, she couldn't help but feel the familiar sting of rejection creep in. Being stood up by her own fiancé—the man who was supposed to always be there for her—brought up old wounds she thought had since healed. 

Not being good enough… that was the thought echoing in her mind. Not good enough to be remembered. Not good enough to be thought of, to be prioritized, to be shown up for.

She pulled her knees to her chest, resting her chin on them as the tears began to fall. She had been so excited for tonight, had put in so much effort to make it special. But instead, she was left feeling forgotten. Like she didn’t matter. Like she was invisible.

The hurt festered, and with it came doubt. Maybe she didn’t deserve love. Maybe it was all an illusion—a fantasy she’d been foolish enough to believe in. Love wasn’t real. Not the kind she dreamed of, anyway. 

The idea of retreating into herself felt easier than confronting the hurt. If she let herself grow distant, let herself become numb, maybe she wouldn’t have to feel this crushing disappointment again. Maybe she wouldn’t have to face the painful reality that even the person she loved most in the world could forget about her.

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, staring blankly ahead. The weight of the moment felt too heavy, too suffocating. Y/N didn’t know how to pull herself out of it. She wasn’t even sure she wanted to.

All the time spent telling herself she was enough, that she was worthy of love, suddenly felt like lies. Maybe love wasn’t real. Not for her. Maybe it was just a fleeting dream, something she could never hold onto.

 —

Y/N fell asleep that night before Spencer could come into the room, exhaustion from the emotional weight of the evening pulling her into unconsciousness. He sighed heavily when he walked in, the sight of her curled up, already asleep, reminding him of just how badly he had hurt her. Spencer stood at the door for a moment, guilt gnawing at him as he tried to figure out how to fix this, how to make things right again.

A plan slowly began to form in his mind—a do-over date. One that would make up for the disappointment, that would hopefully knock her socks off and make her smile the way he loved so much. But that would have to wait. For now, all he could do was climb into bed next to her and hope for the best. He slid under the covers cautiously, but her body shifted slightly, and despite everything, her sleeping form accepted his arms, pulling her close as if nothing had gone wrong. It gave him a little hope, though it also stung, knowing she was more forgiving in sleep than awake.

—

The next morning, Y/N woke with a brief moment of peace, where everything felt fine, as though the night before hadn’t happened. But as soon as she opened her eyes and felt the weight and stickiness of her forgotten makeup clinging to her skin, the emotions of the previous night came flooding back.

The hurt. The disappointment. The feeling of not being enough.

She slipped out of bed quietly, not wanting to wake Spencer, and made her way to the shower. She needed time to think, to wash away the makeup and the memories, to figure out what to do with all of the feelings swirling inside her. The warm water provided some comfort, but not enough to erase the heavy thoughts weighing her down.

—

Spencer woke up much less pleasantly. The absence of Y/N in the bed next to him and the late hour made his heart race as he scrambled to get dressed, realizing with a sinking feeling that she had left for work without waking him. That wasn’t like her, and it hurt more than he wanted to admit.

His day didn’t get any better from there. He arrived at the office late, still flustered and breathless as he stumbled into the conference room.

“Reid, you’re late,” Hotch said, not even bothering to look up from his papers.

Spencer tried to catch his breath. “I know, I’m sorry, my alarm didn’t go off.” It was only a partial lie. His alarm, his usual morning routine, was Y/N. She was the one who woke him, who got him moving in the mornings. But today, she had left extra early, avoiding him, and took his alarm with her.

“Don’t let it happen again,” Hotch said sternly, fixing him with a look.

Spencer nodded, regret heavy in his chest. Today was not off to a great start, and he knew there was a lot more work to do if he wanted to make things right with Y/N.

—

Y/N stewed all day long, her mind constantly drifting back to the argument from the night before. She sat at her desk, trying to focus on her work, but the heavy, almost suffocating emotions she was feeling made it nearly impossible to concentrate. She felt like she was wading through quicksand, trying to accomplish tasks, but every time she made a little progress, she was dragged back down by the weight of her thoughts.

She got enough done to get by, her inbox was cleared, and she responded to a few emails, but none of it felt satisfying. Nothing could distract her from the overwhelming emotions swirling inside her—hurt, anger, sadness, and something deeper that she couldn't quite put her finger on. It was like a knot in her chest that refused to loosen, no matter how much she tried to ignore it.

And then came the shame. Y/N felt silly, letting something as small as a missed anniversary and an argument throw such a huge wrench into her life. She’d always prided herself on being strong, independent, and capable of handling whatever came her way. But this…this was different. The hurt she felt was real, and no amount of logic could untangle the mess in her head.

Yet, even as she chastised herself for feeling this way, she knew she had to remind herself of something important: her feelings mattered. They were valid, no matter how small or silly they seemed to her. The pain she felt, the disappointment and frustration—they were real, and they deserved to be acknowledged.

And more importantly, she needed to believe it too.

—

When Spencer arrived home that night, everything seemed oddly normal—eerily so. Y/N had made dinner, and she was sitting in front of the TV, her plate balanced on her lap as she ate. He stood in the doorway for a moment, taking in the sight of her, feeling the tension that still simmered between them.

"Hey, baby," he called out cautiously, testing the waters.

"Hi," she responded, not turning around to look at him. "Pasta’s on the stove, veggies are in the oven."

"Thank you," Spencer said, his heart lifting slightly. Maybe she just needed some time, maybe they were already past this. He smiled gratefully and set about fixing himself a plate, trying to convince himself that the worst was behind them.

They sat together, eating their dinner in front of the TV, making small talk about their days. The news played in the background, but neither was really paying attention. It wasn’t until Spencer casually mentioned Hotch chewing him out for being late that the atmosphere shifted.

"Why were you late?" Y/N asked, genuinely curious, unaware of how her actions that morning had contributed.

Spencer coughed, feeling awkward. He scratched his arm and shifted uncomfortably. "Well... usually you wake me up."

Y/N looked at him, confused. "Me? You don’t set an alarm?"

Spencer let out an uncomfortable laugh. "Have you ever heard an alarm go off?"

"Yeah, it wakes us both up," she replied, still not understanding.

"Right... and it’s on your phone," Spencer explained.

"Oh," Y/N pondered for a second, realization dawning on her. "Didn’t think about that. Sorry," she shrugged, dismissing it casually.

That casual response set off a spark of anger in Spencer. How could she not care? He’d been chewed out by Hotch, and she acted like it was no big deal. "I got in trouble with my boss, Y/N," he said, a bite of frustration slipping into his voice.

Y/N narrowed her eyes. "I don’t see how that’s my fault."

"You took the alarm!" Spencer raised his voice, frustration boiling over.

Y/N stood up abruptly, putting distance between them. "You are a grown man, Spencer. You lived by yourself for years. You cannot hold me responsible for your lack of preparedness," she snapped, her voice trembling with anger.

Spencer stood as well, a sharp, almost cruel look in his eyes. "I’m sorry I forgot our anniversary, and I’m going to make it up to you. But you can’t just run away every time you get upset. It affects my life too!"

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, his words cutting her deeply. "You’re really throwing that in my face right now?" she choked, her voice full of hurt.

"If the shoe fits," Spencer bit out, anger seething beneath his words.

That was it. Y/N’s heart shattered at his cruel words, feeling once again like she wasn’t good enough. The insecurities she had tried so hard to suppress came flooding back. In a surge of emotion, she ripped the engagement ring off her finger and threw it at Spencer's chest before running to the bedroom and slamming the door shut.

Spencer stood frozen, staring down at the ring that had fallen to the floor. A panic attack gripped him, his chest tightening as he struggled to breathe. His mind was racing, and all he could think about was losing her—the one person who made him feel safe, the one person he loved more than anything.

The sight of the ring on the floor reminded him too much of his parents’ arguments, the screaming, the feeling of helplessness. He couldn't let this happen. He couldn’t lose her.

"Y/N!" Spencer ran to the bedroom door, knocking frantically. "Please, let me in. Please! I’m so sorry... I didn’t mean it. I just need to hold you. Please… I can’t—just... don’t go. Please."

Inside, Y/N was crying into the pillows, her body wracked with sobs. She could hear the panic in his voice, and despite the anger and hurt, her heart ached for him. She knew this wasn’t how they should be, this wasn’t them.

After what felt like an eternity, she unlocked the door and opened it just a crack. Spencer practically stumbled inside, his face pale and his eyes red from holding back his own tears.

Y/N let him hold her, let him wrap his arms around her tightly as if she might disappear if he let go. He buried his face in her neck, shaking as he whispered his apologies over and over.

But even as he held her, Y/N knew they couldn’t just brush this under the rug. She let him hold her because she loved him, but she wasn’t going to let the argument end here. Not without addressing the hurt that had bubbled to the surface.

“We need to talk about this,” she said softly, her voice still thick with tears. "We can’t just… let this go." 

“I know,” Spencer whispered back, holding her even tighter. “We will. I promise.” 

But for now, they stayed like that—holding each other, letting their tears dry together, knowing that they had a lot of healing to do, but also knowing that they were willing to try.

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Smashing Diamonds

Pairing: Nate Jacobs x Fem!Reader

Summary: The well-organized party turns south for Nate when he sees his former fling just a few steps away from Maddie, with whom he recently rekindled. Deciding to stay away from her, he realizes he can't help himself after noticing what she is wearing. Word count: 2.3k (2381 words)

Warnings: smut, dirty talk, name-calling, slut shaming, degradation, fingering, a bit of choking, cursing, unprotected sex

A/n: I don't know why but I got the need to try something dirty and Nate is the perfect person to try this on. Anyway, first time really trying to get into it, so I apologize if it isn't the best. Also, I wrote this as quickly as I could, because I was afraid the writer's block was gonna get me, but thankful it did!

Friday night, a perfect time for partying. When your friend Lea first mentioned the idea, you already knew what you wanted to wear. A very transparent top and skirt, with minimal material, mostly consisting of thin stripes of diamonds. A hot look for any club.

However, Lea didn't have any club on her mind. She mentioned your friends from East Highland High.

" You remember Barbara, yeah, well she said that there was this party happening on Friday and how we should totally come. " You thought about it, not much linked you to the people from there, which seemed like a great opportunity to meet new people and face new adventures. Without any hesitation, you agreed to this party.

~~~time skip~~~

After dressing up, you gave yourself a few spins, and view your reflection from the full body mirror, admiring the shiny gems that only covered small parts of your skin.

" This is going to be epic. " You took a selfie of yourself as you heard a car honking in front of your house. Quickening your steps, you managed to pass your living room with neither of your parents taking a glance at you, knowing they wouldn't approve of the outfit.

" Damn, girl, are you trying to get knocked up?!?! " Lea let her jaw fall to the floor as you were walking towards her car.

" Hahaha, not really. " A giggle slipped through your glossy lips.

" Well, good luck trying to find a guy who will pull out in time with you like this. "

You gasped dramatically, giggling once again. " Oh my God, Lea! " She winked at you, driving away from your house and straight to the party house.

Before you even stepped into the house, a smell of weed hit your nose. Alcohol bottles were at every table, every counter, and at any corner available. The whole house was covered in purple and pink lights, pouring over the crowds, not missing a single human. Music was bombing the whole place with its beat, and you couldn't wait to get to the dancing.

You noticed that just next to the big sofa, Barbara sat on an armchair, vaping casually. Lea and you made your way over to her. She quickly saw you coming her way and stood up with open arms.

" Look who's here!! " She screamed out, even though it was barely heard due to the loud music.

" So glad you could come! " She said firstly looking at Lea and then at you. It took her 10 seconds to look at you before she commented " Obviously with a purpose! "

You laughed, smiling at her and slightly shrugging. Lea just nodded enthusiastically at her. She encourages you to give Barbara a turn, at which you initially shake your arms. However, Barbara was intrigued and kept encouraging you to do so. Giving them a mocking eye roll, you spun around with Lea holding your hand in the air.

" Well shit, you better take that ass on the dance floor. " BB clicked with her tongue.

" Oh, don't worry I will, but first I need a drink to warm up. " At your words Barbara, lead you two to the drinks, giving each of you a glass.

" In that case, drink the fuck up! "

Two and a half cups of alcohol were more than enough to make you drag yourself and Lea on the dance floor. The beat was gushing out of the speakers so loudly, you could feel it in your chest.

You completely let yourself go to the music, the freedom you were able to feel while dancing was mesmerizing. Nothing else had your focus and attention, with this addictive feeling you couldn't care less what your outfit was showing and whatnot.

Across the room, Nate was standing with his friends, as each held their cup, staring at the new girl. You.

" Fuck, who's that? " One groaned out while eyeing your body.

" Just some girl from Valley Torah High. " Nate's voice spoke as each of his friends turned to him with interest.

" Yo, Jacobs, you never told us about this one. You fucked her, right? " The same guy asked, waiting to hear confirmation. Nate looked at him quickly before, staring back at you.

" Ohhh! So where are the photos, we didn't see her yet. " Nate frowned at him, as the group of guys laughed.

" I didn't take any. " He admitted quickly. Meeting the guy's confused faces, he added. " Didn't have time. "

" I see. " The black-haired one said straightening himself up. " Well in that case we will make some. " He turned to the guy next to him, pulling out his phone and handing it to him, before deciding otherwise and giving his phone to Nate.

" I trust you will know better which angles to film. " With that, he started approaching you. Nate didn't even acknowledge the phone fully, his mind was kept on you.

The way you swayed to the song, dancing and turning. Nate had sex with you twice, firstly after meeting you at a party and the secondly when you accidentally found yourself in the same store. Expect that nothing else happened, you two barely ever talked, you knew your names but that was it.

Nate did make an effort to ask for your number, but with him getting together with Maddie once again, he didn't think of contacting you. He did, however, look at your social media, just enough to know which school you attended and who you hung out with.

Since he was on good terms with Maddie, who knows would you two ever interact again, if it wasn't for this night, that outfit, and Nate's friend.

As the guy was approaching you, Nate took the chance to look at your surroundings, seeing his girlfriend had spotted you. " Of course, she did, who fucking didn't? " He thought to himself while watching the stipes of your skirt reveal your cheeks.

The sight made him close his eyes for a second to regain his senses. The outfit was almost slutty, whorish, he thought, but yet it just made it harder for him to not start rubbing his pants.

Just before the man next to you could get to you, one of Nate's friends tried to call out to him. " Yo, you filmin' this? "

Without any hesitation, Nate dropped the damn phone, muttering under his breath " fuck this. " and fastly started making his way towards you.

His friends laughed a bit, at his reaction, waiting to see what was about to unfold. You were still in your own world when a black-haired guy spoke to you. " Hey- " not even properly starting his sentence before Nate go to him. He looked at him with a puzzled look on his face. " Thanks for borrowing me your phone, now you can go back for it, I left it with Caleb. " The taller guy said, composed and relaxed.

You stared at the two strangers, the taller one had a serious face as he spoke to the other one. " What are you talk- "

" Caleb has it. Your phone. " He cut him off, you tried to hear better what were they talking about as you leaned closer to them. The two of them just stared at each other, not matching their facial expression.

" Go. " The taller one almost whispered it to the other one's ear, who left only a second later. Just then you could recognise the man in front of you.

" Oh hey, you. Nate right? " He just nodded slowly, his eyes watching you lazily, his figure towering over you. You stared at him, awkwardly standing, feeling a bit uncomfortable since you were the only two people not dancing in the crowd.

" Come with me. " Nate said, walking away to the stairs. You followed before stopping in front of the stairs and calling after him. " For what? "

He turned to you, an annoying expression on his face, almost frustrated. " We both know why you are here, so you gonna come and get it or what? " You turned back to see Lea was drinking at the kitchen counter, before meeting your eye, you supposed she couldn't see Nate, but she knew what going upstairs meant, so with a jovial smile, she made a cheering gesture.

You laughed, acknowledging her excitement, and then followed Nate upstairs. He didn't look at the people that were there, he walked right passed them and into a room, that seemed almost fully prepared for this encounter to take place.

You went in after him, closing the door. " So you remember me? " He asked a rhetorical question. " Then you must remember what you were doing to me. " Your eyes glanced at him innocently, after all that dancing, you still felt a bit mischievous.

" I don't know Nate, am I suppose remember it? " He immediately came closer to you, almost fully, chest to chest. " You wanna play a game ha? "

" Is this what you came for? "

You preached up your lips as if you were thinking about it, locking up at him and seeing the tense position of his jaw. A lot took for you to not smile, since you knew the moment you looked down you would see how much more tension was held in his lower area. But, of course you couldn't resist to look. " Oh my. " You gasped, almost faking it. " Now I see what is stressing you out. "

Your hand automatically pushed itself on his bulge, making him bite into his lower lip. But before you could even react to that, he spun you around and pinned you on the wall. Now his covered dick almost went right into your hole, as he made the quietest groan ever.

As he held you in that position, his big hands began to rub in the inner of both of your thighs, the warmth it was creating made you push yourself into him completely out of reflex. He groaned into your ear, before sneaking one of his hands into your panties, only to rip them off you. His fingers immediately stuck themselves inside you, teasing each and every part viciously.

" Fuck, ah! " You moaned hard into the wall. He left his right hand to flick around your pussy and let his left hand reach your breasts. He easily got to them, as only the diamond stripes kept him from squeezing them firmly causing you to hiss out in a painful satisfaction.

" Fuck, yeah! Tell me how it feels. " Nate pushed his still-covered front into you, as his fingers played with your entrance, before entering into you once again.

" Oh, Nate! " You practically screamed out his name. " It feels so fucking good! " You couldn't help but drag yourself all over his pants, just wishing you could pull them down. However, your hands were more preoccupied with holding you against the wall.

" Imagine how good would it feel with my dick inside you. " At that, you whined mockingly, pushing your ass into him. This made his hand leave your pinched breasts as he smacked your ass, vividly leaving his handprint on it.

" A whore like you would, just love that, wouldn't you? " You nodded hard, making sure he had seen it. His left hand then once again made contact with your ass, slapping it to the point of full redness. His fingers still worked on you, as you felt your orgasm approaching. Nate noticed it, smirking before completely letting you go. He placed his hands on his pants, starting to pull them down. You turned to him, wishing to do it yourself, but were met with rejection.

" You better keep those hands on the fucking wall. You already fucked with me enough tonight, so I'm going to let you know how it feels. " You barely turned around, as he slipped his hard dick into you. The sudden thrust into you made you scream out in pleasure. Nate didn't even let you take a full breath in before he started pounding into you.

He thrusted more and more into you, groaning at the feeling. His hands held your hips as he fucked you. His eyes watched your ass bounce with all the diamond stripes. The diamonds glimmered and shook at each smack, creating a quite beautiful sight that was hard to look away from. It was mesmerizing him and he truly thought about how much he enjoyed this, having you against the wall, being completely at his mercy and command, he was becoming harder just thinking about it.

You hummed at his thrusts until Nate grabbed your neck and choked it." Be louder...can't hear you. " He said as he slammed his full length into you. " Mhm, I'm gonna cum! " You yelped out, squeezing his dick so perfectly. " Yeah, come on...fuck! " Nate encouraged smugly, stopping his rhyme just for a moment. " I want to see you cum on my dick. " He then slammed once again, strongly into you, as you shook helplessly.

" You wanted this all along. To get...fucked so well. And so...dirty! " Nate panted into your ear, biting on your earlobe, before relesing it. " Mhm, fuck...I like you this tight. And wet. " His left hand was left at your ass as his right one returned to your pussy. Fingers rubbing into you, before sliding in.

" Mhmm... " You moaned as tears started to come out of your eyes. " Yeah...come on! Come on my dick! " With just one merciless push into you, you released your juices all over him. Nate groaned at the feeling of wetness covering him, throwing his head back, before returning to fucking you.

" Nate! Ah! " You groaned, feeling his dick twitch. " Fuck, cum in me! " When you said it, almost breathlessly, he knew he couldn't keep going for long. It took a few more thrusts, before he too released his juices, pushing himself fully into you, back to back. He left breaths on your back, as you both calmed down and returned to your normal breathing pace.

Nate pulled his dick out of you, walked over to the bathroom, getting himself a towel and cleaning himself up.

" You still fuck good, Jacobs. I remember it. " Nate only smirked at your words, trying to not let it affect him too much. He took one towel and gave it to you to do the same.

" I still have your number. I might text you for another time. "

" We will see if you will. "

[selfloverrrrrr]

Request:

Yandere Sukuna noncon's the reincarnation of his late unwilling wife.

Reborn..?

Warnings : smut , heavy smut, unprotected sex, Noncon, Kidnapping, physically and emotional abuse, biting, torture, size difference....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Minors Do Not Interact

Read the warnings carefully....if you don't like my stories block me not report

I'm a student of jujutsu high Tokyo. I'm a first year.... Gojo satoru is the one who took the responsibility to make us understand our cursed energy and how to use. And us means me and my friends. Actually We're best friends... Me, Yuji, Megumi and Nobara.

IT was a normal day. I was gossiping with my friends. Yuji and Nobara. Megumi just left the room because he got a call from someone. He just left. So we three were gossiping when Yuji mentioned how much disgusting Sukuna's fingers tastes. Sukuna, about whom I heard that he's possessing over Yuji's body. But I haven't seen him yet.

"Hey...it can't be that much disgusting taste!" I said. "No y/n believe me!!! It's taste is so disgusting!" Yuji replied. "How can I say? I haven't tasted it...lol" I said. "But you can..." Yuji said. "What?!" I asked. " I have a finger... you wanna taste it???" Yuji replied. "Do you think it's safe?" Nobara asked Yuji. " Yes I do... cause I haven't eat so many fingers... I have just eat two fingers...so I don't think three fingers will do anything " Yuji replied. "Sounds interesting... give me the finger " I said.

Yuji handed me a Sukuna's finger. I unwrapped it and put it inside my mouth. And ewwww....it does taste disgusting!!! I closed my eyes tightly and swallowed it anyway. "How was it???" Nobara asked. "What did my expression said??!!! Ewwwwwww" I replied. "Hahaha told you" Yuji said. "Ok ok but don't tell it to anyone else...or else you gonna be in trouble!" I said. Nobara and Yuji nodded.

After a while Megumi returned. "Who's call was it?" Yuji asked. " It was Gojo sensei...he told us to return to droom" Megumi said. "Ah okay then... let's go...bye, see y'all tomorrow" I said. And give me a good bye back. After that we all went back to our room. And I was too tired so I changed my clothes and went to sleep.

I fell asleep. But all of a sudden I saw a dark place. Then I saw a red light. When I went close to that light I saw skulls everywhere! I got scared why is so many skulls here?! Then I saw a throne on all of those skulls. And a guy was sitting on the throne wearing white kimono.

"Who the hell do you think you are to come here without my permi-" he paused his sentence when he looked at me. "Y/n?" He spoke again. Who is he? And how did he know my name? Within a blink of eye he was standing infront of me. I screamed and almost fell on my back but he grabbed my hand.

He pulled me towards him and grabbed my waist. "Y/n....?....how?!" He said. "Who the hell are you??? Let me go!!!!" I screamed. "You don't know me?" He asked. "No I don't!! I'm asking you who are you???" I asked. "Y/n...clam down. Try to remember! I'm Ryomen Sukuna.... your husband!!!" He replied.

My eyes widened. So he is Ryomen Sukuna??? But why is he saying that he's my husband?! "No I don't know you and I'm not your wife" I replied. He stared at me for a second. "What's your name?" He asked. "Y/n l/n" I replied. "Rebirth... I see" he said.

"What are you talking about" I asked. He looked at me and smirked. "You died...in your past life. You were my wife. Someone poisoned your food. I don't know who or how....but let's not talk about that time... I don't wanna remember it. Now look... I got you again" he said still smirking at me. I tried to push him away. "Let go off me!! I'm not your wife....let me go!" I said. "You know what? First time I liked something which is done by that brat" he said. He was holding me too tightly with his body.

"I don't want to know anything just let me go!!!!" I said and tried to push him away. But his grip was too strong. "Tsk tsk... I found you after fucking 1000 years! And you think I would let you go" he said. I started crying in fear. "Yuji!!!! Nobara!!!!!! Megumi!!!!!! Gojo Sensei!!!!! Please someone help me!!!!" I screamed with all of my power. Sukuna smirked. "Noone hear you darling.... Noone is gonna help you!" He said and cackled. "W-what.... w-what do y-you want?" I sobbed. "What I want?" He spoke. I stared at him with teary eyes. "Are you a virgin, y/n?" He asked with a smirk. I could feel where it's going. He grabbed my face and dig his nails in my cheeks "I asked you a fucking question" he said with grinded teeth. I just nodded. "You waited for me to take your virginity again?" He said. I still tried to push him away but he was laughing at my weak attempts.

He threw me on the floor. Took off his kimono and threw it on the floor then knelt on the floor infront of me and started crawling towards me on the bed."please stop" I said and tried to push myself backwards but he grabbed my leg and pulled me towards him. I gasped. He was still smirking."stop?... You should be great full that it's your husband who's taking your virginity! The fun part is about to began ~" he whispered and crashed his lips on mine.

I tried to push him away but his grip was too strong. I can't even move myself. He was kissing me too roughly. I couldn't breathe. He grabbed the hem of my top and pulled it over my head. My boobs bounced out. He looked at those with lust in his eyes. He didn't waste any time, crashed his mouth on my breast licking, sucking and teasing the nipple and squeezing the other one with his hand. I moaned in the sensetion. I grabbed his hair and tried to stop him by pulling it but it didn't even effect on him. "S-stop ...... Oh god please stopppp" I scremed but he didn't stop.

Then he took off my pant and then took off my pantie."spread those legs wider, slut " he whispered and then looked at my pussy. He rubbed his finger on my clit and whispered " filthy whore is fucking wet". Then he licked my pussy. I couldn't help but moan loudly. He smirked at my reaction and undo his pant.

His dick sprang out. It was big and thick. Fear grabbed me by my neck. " P-please no... s-stop" I begged but didn't even listen to me and slammed his whole dick inside me in one slide. I scremed. " You whores will never learn how to behave " He said and slapped me. He didn't even give me time to adjust his size and started thursting in and out roughly. I was throughig my legs with pain and begging him to stop. And he was licking it so much. His thurst became harder and harder. I clenched around him tightly and he moaned loudly "you're still fucking tight " he started rubbing my clit with his thumb and I bite his shoulder scratched his back to control myself. With a few more thurst I came. He was still thursting roughly. I felt his cock pulsing inside me. I tried to push him away with all of my strength. I moaned. He grabbed my throat and chocked me down to the bed. " Stop struggling slut...!!!" He screamed. Within a minute he came inside me I could feel his seed inside me. He pulled out. My vision blurred out. All of sudden I woke up taking deep breath and saw everyone sitting infront of me.

Megumi's POV

I was laying on my bed and scrolling through my phone. Suddenly I heard a scream. "Yuji!!!! Nobara!!!!!! Megumi!!!!!! Gojo Sensei!!!!! Please someone help me!!!!" I heard that scream and get off my phone. I knew it was y/n's voice. I run out of my room. I saw Yuji and Nobara also run out of their rooms. "Did you all heard that scream too?" I asked. " Yes we did" Yuji and Nobara said together. We all rush towards y/n's room.

"y/n!!!! Open the door!!!! What happened??? We're here... open the door!!" We all screamed. But not a single answer came. "We have to call Gojo Sensei" I said and called Gojo. "Hmm Megumi" Gojo pickup the call. "Sensei whatever you are doing right now stop that there and just run infront of y/n's room" I said. "What happened?" He asked. "We even don't know what happened! She was screaming for our help...she was screaming for your help too!" I said. "Hold on" Gojo replied and he teleported himself infornt of us. "Is she inside?" Gojo asked. "Yes" we replied.

Gojo teleported himself inside y/n's room and opened the door. We all went inside. We saw y/n on her bed. She was shaking in her sleep as if she was struggling with something and she was groaning too. We all rushed towards her bed and tried to wake her up. "Y/n wake up! What happened?" I asked. "What the-... why can I feel Sukuna's energy inside her?" Gojo asked seriously. He was too serious. I was shocked. Sukuna's energy inside of y/n??? How's that possible?! Gojo was glaring at us. "Sukuna's energy? But how's that possible?" I asked.

"I'm asking the same question to you all!!!" Gojo said angryly. "A-actually sensei...." Yuji began to speak "we all were playing... and we feed her one of Sukuna's fingers " Yuji said. "What!!!" I and gojo exclaimed together. "Yuji that's a special grade curse spirit! Not a play thing!!!" Gojo screamed. Yuji and Nobara were silent. "Megumi quickly go to the office room at the ground floor and there's a Sukuna's finger... quickly bring it here" Gojo said and I run to bring the finger.

Gojo's POV

After a while Megumi returned with the finger. "Yuji...eat it" I said. "W-what...oh ok ok" Yuji replied. Megumi sit on the bed and gave Yuji the finger. Yuji unsealed it and put it in his mouth. He swallowed it. Immediately y/n woke up taking deep breath. She took some breath then looked at Megumi. She grabbed Megumi's hand "M-Megumi please... P-Please call Gojo Sensei" she sobbed. "I'm here" I said putting a hand on her back. She looked at me and hugged me. "S-sensei please.... please I don't want that again... I hate him.... I hate Sukuna" she sobbed. "I know y/n...now clam down and tell us what happened?" I asked. Y/n took a deep breath. "Idk.... Idk what he was saying... believe me I've never seen him in my entire life! Sukuna was shocked when he saw me first. Then he told me that I was his wife 1000 years ago then someone poisoned my food and I died... and he said I reborn again " she said. She's reincarnation of Sukuna's dead wife?! "But sensei I don't know if I was his wife or not but I don't want him" y/n sobbed. "Hey it's okey.... Can you tell us what he did? Why were you screaming for our help?" I asked. "H-he took my...." She began to speak. "Took your what y/n? " Nobara and Megumi asked. "M-my virginity " she whispered. Our eyes widened. I glared at Yuji. "Look what your play have done Yuji!....do not let Sukuna take over you inform of her!" I said. "I'm sorry y/n I didn't know he's gonna do that kind of anything!!!...and Sensei don't worry I won't let him out infront of her" Yuji replied and I nodded. "Nobara you're gonna sleep with y/n... I'm gonna talk with the principal tomorrow and make you two roommates... and y/n, don't worry I won't let him touch you ever again... just sleep okey and call me if you need me " I said and we all left the room.

Sukuna's POV

"this brat!!! He has to eat the finger again?! .... Doesn't matter... she's mine... I'm gonna have her again and nobody's gonna stop me" I said with a smirk.

Give me your requests guys....

I love when you give me your requests 💕

Tagging: @nanamiiiiiiiswife

[mjbarrosart]

My Dragon Prince Boards season 6, episode 608

Hello, everyone!

Finally I have some time to write this! You can not imagine how demanding is to work making television shows, everything is for yesterday, haha!

Complains about work aside, it is time to talk about my last episode of season 6, episode 8. This one was... special.

I can say without a doubt that this was one of the most emotional episodes I have ever worked on. I cried every time I watched the animatic, and I cried again watching the final episode a few days ago.

I think is a lot of things together: a lot of important things happens, characters die, Katolis is destroyed, one of the quasars is fake! Aaravos!!! ... but also because I witnessed my team bring together their A game, telling this story in such a beautiful way.

I learned a lot from this episode, specially from my Unit Director, Mike Jones, who was in charge of boarding the "Hearts of Cinder" spell sequence; what a masterclass of emotion, storytelling and cinematography! I love Jason Simpson's performance during the show, but in particular in that sequence, and I think the boards took everything to a new level.

Now, let's go back to my sequences.

My first one was Soren going down to Viren to ask him to perform the spell. It was good to have this last interaction between both of them after all the work I did with the characters in 605.

There is a lot of subtle staging in this one. The way the light is hitting over their heads, how present in the screen the staff is; Viren's hesitance is something that I remember was important for me to portrait properly.

One of the things we talked a lot during this sequence was in how to use the light as narrative element. I was not interested in the classical reading of going into the light as "good" and shadows as "bad".

But light as hope, options, forgiveness, etc.

Viren walks away from the light when he gets offered the staff not because he is going "bad" but because he doesn't feel capable to do what he is being asked to do.

Soren is coming directly to him, removing his chains, giving him back his staff, asking him for help. But Viren hesitates.

And I think that that was a genius think for the script to call. Viren is not a man looking for the first chance to "redeem" himself. I am not even sure that he believes that he deserves that possibility.

But they are running out of time. The situation is dire, and as the light get blocked by the falling debris, the options are becoming clearer. Hope is dim, but there is something to do: Hearts of Cinder.

Viren, still full of doubts, explains to Soren why the spell is so hard to perform: the price is a human heart. A price that the Viren of the past would have pay with not second thought, but not the current one, no the one who understands the weight of dark magic.

But Soren has no doubts: "Take mine" I still have chills listening to the delivery of that line. And I think here is the moment Viren decided to sacrifice himself. While he is being consumed by doubt and fear, his son will is clear, Soren will do the right thing, even if that cost him his life.

And that is what Viren never had before. The willingness to sacrifice himself for the greater good. He looked at his reflection in Soren's golden heart and saw and answer, saw love, hope.

I just think is beautiful that Soren's conviction gave him the chance to do the right thing for once. Soren taught him the ultimate lesson.

I love this two so much.

My next sequence is a simple one, Terry and Claudia arriving to Katolis. I liked to draw Claudia's new hair. I wish I had more sequences with her in this season.

After this is Moon nexus time!

After all the drama with Viren and Soren the massage sequences felt a little silly, hahaha. but was fun to make.

I added the little detail of Rayla having issues landing, while Callum is just so good at it, haha. Fun to have their roles reversed for one, and Rayla being the clumsy one.

I like the moment when Lujanne ask them if they are a couple again and they exchange this nice look. I know that Rayllum is a huge thing in the fandom, and while they are not my type of ship (I am into the sapphics, you know) I think that they are pretty cute together, and Is always fun to make moments between them.

I just wanted to share with you this silly face, lol. Sometimes you draw things in boards that don't translate that well into the final show, but It is fun anyway, you want to inspire the animators to push the performance as much as they can.

Back to serious business. I love the shift when our heroes realized that there is only 2 quasars and 3 coins. Callums turn into Raylla knowing that this will destroy her. I really enjoy how the use of the lens to blur Lujanne in the Background creates this efect of hyperfocus on Callum and Rayla.

She is facing a terrible decision, who to save. So we move the camera to focus only on them. Is an intimate moment.

I like this framing, Rayla is in pain, crying, Callum is listening, but by the framing we can se that he is holding her. Callum is there for her, always.

And that is how I finished my last sequences of season 6, with Rayla crying.

Working on this season was one of the honors of my life. And I can wait to share with you how was making season 7, because was... A LOT, for sure! hahahaha.

Hope you like this! And feel free to ask if you have questions about the storyboard process!

And thanks for all the notes, comments and support! It is truly appreciated!

A little bonus:

Look a the cool crew jacket that Bardel gave us when we wrapped seasons 4 to 7! (Finally I can show it without making it an spoiler of the name of season 7!!)

[evil-youth-messrs]

Okay so here's the list of moments in EPIC: the musical (in order) that make me go feral. Believe it or not, I tried to keep it as short and concise as possible but the albums are just too good.

The Troy Saga 💙

*tudududu dum tum tum tum tum*

what do you live for? what do you try for? what do you wish for? WHAT DO YOU FIGHT FOR??

PENELOPEEEE

who was that *CAWWWW* 🦅🦅

thisisthesonofnoneotherthan ~troooy's~ veryown prince hec!tor!

I could raise him as my own-HEE WILL BURN YOUR HOUSE AND THRONEE (the whole exchange) THIS IS THE WILL OF THE ✨️GODS✨️

but when!? does a comet become a meteor??? (both solo and ensemble versions)

six! hundred! men

and ithaca's waiting, my kindom is waiting, PENELOPE'S WAITIIIING for meeee

my second iiin commaaand

we're up, we're off and away we go (again both versions)

I'm fiiiiiiine, Polites 🙄

stay back!!! (lotus eaters: stay back~~)

you can relax my friend

*the intro and piano for warriors of the mind*

HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN THE LESSONS I THAUGHT YOUUU

LET ME REMIND YOU

one day a boy came! for the thrill! a boy whose mind rivaled the boar's own wiiiiiiill

LET'S GO !!

*the entire chorus*

NAAAAAH DON'T BE MODEST, I KNOW YOU'RE A GODDESS

you are ~ATHEEENAA~ (*the growl* !!!)

if you're LOOking for a mentor, I'll make sure your time's well spent

*the chorus when they both sing*

*honestly every single line in this song*

The Cyclops Saga 👁

*the water droplets sound at the beginning*

loook at all this foood 😃

my name is nooooobody, nooooobody, noOoOoOobody

I'm so glad we see eye to eye

show me how. greatisyourwilltoSURVIIIIIIIVE

six hundred liiiives at stake

captain ENOUGH

*how the guitar fades in in remember them*

what do we do with our fallen friends?... remember them

*athena's piano and clock ticking*

HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN! THE LESSONS! I THAUGHT YOU?? he's still a threat! until he's DEEEEAAAAD

HEY, CYCLOPS!

remember them remember us REMEMBER ME

I'M THE REIGNING KING OF ITHACA I AM NEITHER MAN NOR MYTHICAAAL IIII AM YOUR DARKEST MOMENT I AM THE INFAAAMOUUUS. odysseus!

you were reckless, sentimental at best 😒

this way! you won't disappoint me, this way! you won't waste my time, thiiis waay

slefish and prideful and vain 🙄

YOU'RE NOT LOOKING FOR A MENTOR I'M NOT LOOKING FOR A FRIEND I MISTOOK YOU FOR A GENERAL WHAT A WASTE OF EFFORT SPENT

at least I know what I'm fighting for while you're fighting to be known

YOU'RE ALONE !!!

but not today for after all you're JUST A MAAAN

this day! you SEVER your own head, this day! you CUT the liiine

The Ocean Saga 🌊

*trumpetttt*

these ~waves~ and ~tides~

is it nature? or diviiiine?

COMRADES

full spead aHEAD TOWARDS THE ISLAND

an island in the sky 🤩

STOOOOOOOORM STOOOOOORM everyone grab a harpoooon!

we're in the home of the ✨️wind god✨️ we don't know for sure how many floating islands have you seen before??

captain HOW? much longer til your luck. runs. out.

you rely on wit and people die on it wooah

I took six hundred men to war! and not one of them died there. in case you needed a reminderr.

woooaahoookayyy? okay. thank you 🙄

*ambient intro to keep your friends close*

I don't know if you know this 🥺 but our path to home is blocked by an impenetrable stooorm 😔

*growly hahahas*

KEEP YOUR FRIENDS CLOSE AND YOUR ENEMIES CLOSER

if they wanna get the bag open you gotta say no sirrr.

open the bag, let's see what you got. NO! DO! NOT!

see how this bag is closed that's how it's supposed to be

I'm getting closer to youuuu PENELOPEEE

JUST KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN

wake up! wake up! odysseus, they're opening the bag WAKEEE UUUUP!

STOOOOfullOOOOspeedOOOOOaheadOORM

you're headed to ~the land of the giants~

OOOOOOOOODYSSEUS OF ITHACAAAAA do you know who I am?

PO SEI DON PO SEI DON PO SEI DON poseidon 😨

I try to chill~ with the waves

*THE GROWLY VOCALS*

that's right the cyclops you made blind. is mine. NO

the pack of wolves is swimming with the shark now

RuThLeSsNeSs is MERCY upon ourselves

you 🫵 are the worst kind of good cause you're NOT. EVEN. GREAT!

a greek. who reeks. of false righteousness that's what I HATE

I mean you totally could've avoided all this had you just. killed. my. son. but nOoOu 💅

it's the final crack we're 'bout to break the ice now

CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN!

when does a ripple become a tidal wave?

*somebody stop me I just wrote every line of this song*

The Circe Saga 🐷

The Underworld Saga 💀

The Thunder Saga⚡️+ The Wisdom Saga ⏳️

If you read all of that, thank you and honestly WOW.

[edvinception]

Transcript of Edvin's radio interview

This is nowhere near perfect and not a word by word translation. BUt it took me over 2 hours so...

You owe me hahaha

Some discussions of season 3 and minor spoilers but nothing huge.

I: Edvin Ryding, it will soon be time for the third season of Young Royals, that's why we are here to talk about that among other things. I just have to start off- you arrive here blonde and with what looks like a racing jacket in orange, red, beige, lots of colours. 

E: Yes, I like it, I bought it this weekend when I was in Paris and walked past a Second-Hand Store where I found it and thought it was cool. There’s something a bit cool with stark colours and logos and with the blond hair. I’m at a phase where I need to experiment a bit I think. 

I: Yeah, because as Wilhelm in young royals you don’t, Wilhelm doesn’t want to stand out.  

E: In particular it’s the way he’s been raised. He is told what to wear and how to style his hair, how long his hair is allowed to be. You should look the part so to speak. Not standing out from the norms which is what the royal family wants to portray.  

I: In season 3 he says “I’m not allowed to cut my hair shorter” 

E: Exactly, he’s trapped in those norms. I remember when I tried to map Wilhelm down before season 1 I wrote down some of his interests and dreams. As soon as I did it I thought it was beautiful that he had these dreams, thoughts and interests but then I realised that he won’t be allowed to realise them, they will always remain vague interests. I’ve always thought of him as into fashion that’s into style but he’s stuck in history, traditions and expectation which is prominent in his whole life. In many ways, that’s what the series is about. That's the reason why he’s not allowed to cut his his hair shorter.  

I: Could you say he lives out through his love? 

E: Yeah, that's where he actually can’t resist anymore. These traditions and expectations have kept him from realising who he wants to be but when moves to Hillerska he meets Simon and realises this is a person I can be myself with, a person I’m in love with, oh wow I’m in love with him. And that becomes a catalyst for other parts of his life where he wants to be free and test his wings. 

I: And Simon can dress the way he wants and be more free. 

E: Exactly, he comes from a background where he’s allowed to be who he is with his family but when he comes to Hillerska with all those traditions he is also influenced by that and now in season three they have chosen each other and are a couple officially after the speech in season two. ANd that changes Simon's life too. He’s suddenly in the spotlight for the first time and is faced with new dilemmas with how he wants to handle things 

I: In preparation for season 1 you said you went through Wilhelm’s dreams, who it was and his limitations, the expectations on him and the rules he has to obey. What did this map look like? What was the big dream? 

E: The big dream was for him to have room to breathe and be free. I remember that Rojda Sekezöz who was conceptual director for season 1 and 2 asked us to write a diary entry from the first week of Hillerska and I wrote that Wilhelm dreams of having a good relationship with his family and his mum, for her to be only his mum. He dreams of being allowed to let loose. When we first meet him in season 1 he is kindof a party prince and that’s a way for him I believe to express the frustrations inside him that he has carried in all seasons but now in season 3 he actually lives out- He dreams of being free meets SImon and realise it’s possible. 

I: What about you Edvin? As an actor, have you changed in these seasons? It’s years of your life, You are young with alot going on but alot of things must have changed for you as an actor too? 

E: Yeah, you are right, it’s been a very live changing experience with the reach of the series and the fact that we got to make 3 seasons, alot of things have happened in my life. You are trying to find your identity and you you are. I’m very thankful for these 3 years with this show and these people. I’ve learned more than I could ever dream of from directors and all the actors. It’s been a privilege to be around what I believe is Sweden’s future in this industry. There are so many young and ambitious people. We have been free and learned so much from each other and also become very close. That’s what I will miss the most I think. 

I: Because this is the last season. 

E: Yeah it is the last season. 

I: Can you tell that you have developed as an actor. I think you can tell that you’ve gotten to know the environments, both as an actor and as the character. You are confident in some situations but also have pressure and expectations in others. Can you look at yourself from season 1 and then now in season 3 and think, “wow I’ve developed alot” 

E: Yeah, I would say that. I look back at scenes from season 1 and think “wow I’m so young” and how clueless I was. I thought I had everything under control but I’ve learned so much up until now. It was the first time I was the lead role. For a very big project and I was very nervous but Rojda was very caring and safe so she guided me. She’s not a a part of the final season but I feel like when I started working with new director that I felt alot more confident and trusted myself more. And that will get you very far as an actor. 

I: And you are meant to develop. It’s been three years. You are new at the school in the first season. Maybe it works out very well that you as an actor develop as the series does.  

E: Yeah, we’ve been shooting it for three years but the story itself takes place during one school year. But I’ve also realised that what these characters are going through in a school year is what most people experience in 3. SO it works our very well. 

I: This show has had exceptional reception. Netflix is talking about a worldwide success. You’ve already talked about this alot but how has it been for you recently? Howfrquently are fans in touch and how does it affect you? 

E: It affects me alot. In a good way. It becomes quite abstract and it’s hard to grasp it when you are on social media and sees a number. It’s hard to realise that these are real people. BUt then we’ve had opportunities where we got to meet people. When we were at Kimmy Fallon we met people and Omar had his own show with a big audience from across the world that we got to meet. Just now in Paris we met people. When you get to meet these people and they tell you what the series have meant for them and that they have met people across the world thanks to the series it feels powerful. I’m doing this because I want to move people with this artform. And with this project we’ve managed to do that. It’s huge.  

I: This will be with you your whole life, it’s a milestone. 

E: Definitely! 

I: BUt you were in Paris to talk about the show? 

E: No, I was in Paris for Fashion Week. There’s alot of love on social media, of course unpleasant people too and I have periods in my life where I can handle it better and periods where I’m not as good and when people around me get affected it’s harder for me to handle but I’ve kept away from social media for a bit. Now that I went to Paris it was because i wanted to and I didn’t share it on social media but people found me there anyway and wanted to talk. It was beautiful 

I: And the future? Do you get people contacting you from other countries asking you to be part of things? 

E: If only it was that simple! 

I: Not really, I’ve signed with an American agency in autumn 2021 and I’ve worked with them for a while now. That work continues and I talk about projects abroad continuously and they will come. I’m trying to not stress it. 

I: Sounds smart. 

E: I think so. To think sustainable. At the same time, the industry is very global and you can reach an international audience with stories from Sweden. It doesn’t hurt to do projects here that I want to do. At the end of the day it’s about the story, and portraying characters. It doesn’t matter where. It’s about working with talented people.  

I: Are you rich now?  

E: Yeah, I’m doing well money wise. Maths was never my subject so I struggle to be on top of that myself. 

I: But with the third season, were there opportunities to negotiate?  

E: Eh...I’m pleased with my economy. But of course, since this has been so successful you are in a better position to negotiate. But ti’s not about money for me. It’s never a factor in me saying yes or no to a project. 

I: We talked a bit about the US and reaching out with a story. But when it comes to acting, how do you improve apart from working on things, you’ve worked alot, the abyss among others. BY the way do you remember your first project on Svt? Mannen under trappan? 3x1 hours you told me. Do you remember? How old were you? 

E: I was five, I do remember parts of it. It was my parents that pitched me and handled everything. THey have always supported me in all my decisions. If I didn’t like it I didn’t have to do it. It’s supposed to be fun and feel right. I’m thankful for that and it carry it with me. Even if it was a dark story, it was a thriller, and Jonas Karlsson had schizophrenia, his character. I remember it s fun. There was a trampoline and we got candy when we worked at night. We played. We had a fantastic director that unfortunately is no longer with us, Daniel LInd Lagerlöf. He was great with us kids, it was me and Johanna Hintze that played the kids. I remember it as a fun experience. 

I: It made you want to do more? 

E: Yeah, evidently. 

I: About improving, and your tools as an actor, do you work on that? BY working? 

E: In a way you do...in recent years I’ve started to spend more time with the people I call the future of the industry. Actors from Royals...other co workers. I surround myself with people that are driven and ambitious and want to improve. It's a good thing because it makes me want to improve as well. You have drinks night and improvise scenes, it comes back to that naturally because everyone is so ambitious, You get inspiration right from the street. That woman for instance, she’s talking in her phone and she has 100 things going on in her life, she’s getting inside the car... things like that you pick up. You pick them up when you improvise and then you bring it along to set. It’s a craft which I love and die for. It’s amazing and you get obsessed with it. 

I: So Friday night, you and your friends, drinks and improvisation.  

E: Totally. You let loose. The people I surround myself are very driven and want to write their own things. Felicia Maxime comes to mind, we’ve done Young Royals, Avgrunden and A part of you together. Amazing actress, and also a script writer and director and very driven. She pushes me to let loose and improvise things. We can have coffee or drinks and brainstorm ideas and we can spend an hour in character and it’s wonderful. 

I: Do you write anything? 

E: I’ve gotten closer to that in recent ideas and have had ideas in my head that I write down. I recent year I’ve concretised them and written them down. It’s alot of fun but very hard. Then it’s good to have people around you that are experienced who I can learn from. I’m a person that puts alot of expectation on myself and can struggle to admit that I don’t know as much as the people around me and it’s been a process to get to a place where I can trust that I just need to learn more. 

I: To be vulnerable? 

E: Definitely. I feel like I’ve learned alot about that and that I can be vulnerable in private but in my working life it’s hard. It’s an industry with alot of expectation and pressure and you need to get picked. It’s not surprising that you try to be tough. But you get far by being vulnerable because it allows you to learn new things.  

I: You have alot of fans. People write about you and Omar, it’s intense, you’ve shot alot and you've been in other things as well. Is it hard to separate the private person Edvin and the actor Edvin? 

E: Yeah I’ve struggled with that. I think it’s because in season 1 alot of things happened and quite intensively and I had to create a character and as soon as Young Royals is brought up that character starts working. It was thar character that answered questions and used social media, all that. And they kinda merged which hit me just recently. It’s been hard to separate. It’s not surprising that you have these different persons. You have your business self and your social self but it’s important to separate for your ow mental health and I work on being able to do that. 

I: Do you have a bit to go to get there? 

E: Yeah I think so and that’s okay. I will be in different situations, that’s what I work with, to be different characters and I do with with alot investment. You give it your all and dives deeply. It will take a while but I need to accept that. 

I: So it’s the interview person here today. Not the private person Edvin? 

E: I think you’ve gotten a bit of a mix; I feel like. I’ve been quite open with some of my issues. Congrats.  

I: I have to say I got a bit surprise, seeing you in that Jacket from Paris, the blond hair and the trousers, it feels like you’ve toughened up. 

E. Maybe I have.That’s interesting... maybe I have. 

I: It’s only based in the image I have of you. I’ve met you once or so before. 

E: I’m in a period of my life where I... I’ve also grown up on set and it made me grow up faster than many other people my age and now I’m in a period of my life where I experiment and I’m the same vulnerable person on the inside and I’m very adamant about being open about my feelings and I think it's very important but I experiment more when it comes to the looks. 

They rambled about the weather at the end but I didn't include it.

[akookminsupporter]

ARE YOU SURE?!: FITH EPISODE

MY IMPRESSIONS

Preface: This is not an analysis post, and honestly, I don’t want to overanalyse their interactions or everything they said and did—many others are already doing that. My intention with this post is simply to share my thoughts on the episodes, my impressions, and perhaps my conclusions.

I’m writing this as I watch the episodes for the second time.

Jimin should definitely wear more shirts like that because they look incredibly good on him. Honestly, everything he wears looks great, but his outfits in this last episode in Jeju were perfect.

When the maknae line is together, it's easy to see who the oldest is between them hahaha.

One of the main reasons I'd like to go to Korea is for the food, but I've realised they love pork, and I’m not a fan of pork hahaha.

Jungkook really loves eating and cooking. He and I would get along so well.

Jimin and Jungkook really get each other. Like, they understand each other's silly side.

Oh god, Jimin looked incredible. His hair and that shirt, oh god!

All the photos that will be in the photobook coming out are the ones they took with those disposable cameras, right? At least most of them.

Jimin really likes Soju hahaha.

Tae spent almost the whole episode on his phone; I wonder if that was the day his friends arrived in Jeju? He seemed distracted and a bit out of the conversation in general. Or at least that's how it seemed by the way the episode was edited.

Jimin and Jungkook are the kind of... couple who, at a gathering with friends, are in their own little world. When Jungkook started explaining how he finally learned to properly grill pork, his attention was on Jimin, even though Tae was right beside him and was the one who initially congratulated him for it. Jimin, though teasing him, was also encouraging him to keep talking about it, and he was looking at him so fondly, really paying attention to what Jungkook was saying. That reminded me of VB4 when they were walking together, talking about Jungkook’s shoes or something. Something similar happened in VB2, I think.

I love hearing Jungkook speak in satori.

Jimin looks hot drinking beer.

Them caring for the staff will never stop being adorable.

Okay, my tinhat moment of this episode. We all remember Jungkook’s stance on the perilla leaf issue, right? When Jimin said they should give the staff a bite, and he grabbed a perilla leaf, explaining that it already had ssamjang why his expression seemed like he was telling Jungkook, like, “Look, this one’s almost ready, that’s why I’m using it.” I mean, why explain to Jungkook why he chose that perilla leaf? And Jungkook's response... Look, I know being delulu isn’t the solulu, but they don’t help sometimes.

Jimin and Jungkook having this whole conversation while Tae is just there listening is hilarious to watch. That’s why I always say they operate on different frequencies, and that’s what made these episodes so interesting to watch.

Jimin is so funny without even trying.

Wait, did Tae disappear? Where did he go? Oh, AYS editors...

OH, Tae’s back. Where did he go, and when did he come back? Oh, BigHit editors...

It definitely makes sense why Jimin and Jungkook almost always seem to choose to sit across from each other instead of side by side. That way, they can clearly see the silly things the other does to make them laugh and they can talk directly to each other.

Tae asking Jimin if he taught Jungkook the trick—I guess you could call it that—with Soju is kind of interesting. We know Jimin loves Soju, so in part, it makes sense, but I suppose Jimin and Jungkook are known within the group for drinking a lot together, and I imagine they drink a lot of Soju hahaha.

Jimin’s face denying Tae’s question was hilarious and totally contradicted his response hahaha.

They really click.

I don’t know if Jimin says he’s not handsome because he knows he is and is fishing for compliments or if he really believes he’s not, which is a huge lie. Like, someone give that man a mirror!

Jin will always be the WWH of the group hahaha.

It’s curious that even though Jimin and Jungkook aren’t alone, they usually direct themselves or look at each other when they’re talking. It’s like they subconsciously know the other will pay attention no matter what. And I really think they do this unconsciously because there’ve been moments when they say something and another member responds, and they’re surprised as if they just remembered they’re not alone.

Jimin and Jungkook casually talking about enlisting together is so frustratingly so them. It’s even more frustrating that the editors seem to cut certain parts of the conversation and the reactions of the other members. I’d love to know when the other members found out that Jimin and Jungkook were enlisting together. It’s interesting how at the beginning of that conversation, all three of them were involved, but then it was just Jimin and Jungkook talking about it. Even though Tae was there, he was focused on his phone.

I love how Jimin and Jungkook said that, even though it’s common for best friends to end up fighting when they enlist together, that won’t happen to them. They sounded so sure of it, and that says a lot about the level of trust and compatibility between them.

I think they’ve had that conversation more than once. And it makes sense, obviously. Hopefully, they had it in Japan too.

Jimin was traumatised by the hit to his nose that Jungkook gave him while they were sleeping hahaha.

Jimin, I agree, you guys should do another show. You can name it whatever you want; it doesn’t matter hahaha.

Jimin with cats is the cutest thing ever.

Jungkook with dogs is the most energetic thing ever hahaha. Poor cameraman hahaha.

Oh right, they’re singers! Hahahaha

God, these men are handsome.

Jimin, the ladder was right next to you...

I LOVE Jimin’s tattoos, LOVE them.

I’m still impressed by how long they can stay underwater without breathing.

And Jungkook underwater took my breath away.

Okay, the way Jungkook grabbed Jimin’s hair and pulled him to the surface was hot. Not just what he did, but the way it looked. His tattooed arm came out of nowhere, grabbed him, and lifted him to the surface. Christian Grey would be proud of our imagination because we ALL thought the same thing hahaha.

Jungkook is forever teasing Jimin. And Jimin loves that he does it.

Jimin, could you share with the class what 5412 means? Thanks. Jungkook’s wink! They’re too cute.

Jimin and Jungkook are always the last to go to bed.

And its moments like these -them hitting each other with their towels- that remind me they’re men hahaha.

Jungkook waiting by the door for Jimin and immediately saying he should take the bed is so sweet. Jimin immediately refuting that no, he should take the bed is so them. Then Jungkook saying he doesn’t like soft beds, and Jimin comparing the beds to check what Jungkook said is so...

And Tae?

Jimin immediately telling Jungkook he’s hungry after waking up is a MOOD hahaha.

Jimin is so hilariously dramatic.

Morning cuddles!

Bro, after hearing the “alarm” Jimin set for Jungkook, that scene is even funnier. Why are they like this? And you know what’s even funnier? I can totally see Jungkook actually using that alarm.

Did Tae go to exercise? I don’t know, Rick, it seems fake hahaha.

I LOVE Jimin’s tattoos. Especially the ones on his back.

Jungkook is just as dramatic as Jimin hahaha.

Jungkook, babe, you’re not a plant?

Someone give Jimin a YouTube career, please!

Jimin is so gorgeous, oh my god!

I guess Jimin and Jungkook are a bit predictable to the other members hahaha.

Jimin and Jungkook know everything the other is doing even if they’re... asleep hahaha.

Someone tell Jimin he should wear glasses more often and always have that haircut!

Again, it makes sense why Jimin and Jungkook seem to prefer sitting across from each other rather than next to each other. And also, it’s funny how they talk like they’re alone.

Jungkook genuinely loves eating hahaha.

Jungkook sounding so sure it wasn’t ham when Tae said it was, but immediately doubting himself when Jimin said it was, is so funny.

Okay, this part has been discussed quite a bit from what I’ve seen but from a different perspective. Jungkook doesn’t act like a donsaeng with Jimin, and Jimin doesn’t mind. Tae was the one who initially said it was ham they were eating, but Jungkook only reacted to Jimin when they confirmed it wasn’t ham as he said. He didn’t do the same gesture with Tae, only with Jimin. And that’s already common between them. And it says A LOT.

Jimin immediately asking for more food because Jungkook said he wanted more is so sweet. He didn’t question Jungkook about it; he just said, “Do you want more food? Bring more food!” Besides reassuring Jungkook that as long as he was happy eating, everything was fine. Ahh, why have I never had a Jimin in my life?

The way Jimin watched Jungkook eat so fondly...

Jungkook is definitely Gen Z.

The little conversations Jimin and Jungkook have sometimes are so cute. They can talk about anything together, but they almost always tell each other even the smallest things, no matter how simple or impressive, knowing the other will give their full attention no matter what.

MY CONCLUSION ON THE FIFTH EPISODE

Ahh, I enjoyed this episode too. I think it was a bit more balanced, but Jimin and Jungkook really do live in their own world.

It’s obvious how the group’s dynamic changed once Jimin started feeling better. Once that happened, we saw more of what we had seen in the U.S.—the dynamic between Jimin and Jungkook. At times, it was like they were alone, and although I know how that sounds, it’s something typical with them. I remember in my post about the third episode, I mentioned that Jimin and Jungkook sometimes seem to adjust their relationship dynamic when another member is present, but after watching episodes 4 and 5, I think that initial adjustment was because Jimin wasn’t feeling his best. Once he was, they went back to their usual selves.

Tae seemed a bit more absent in this episode, even when he was there. We often saw him engrossed in his phone, and I suppose his friends were in Jeju that day too, so he was a bit distracted by that.

This episode felt like the slowest-paced one in the show so far, though that’s not necessarily a bad thing. One thing I love about AYS is how real it feels. In general, what we’ve seen is what you’d expect or do on a typical holiday with friends. Some days are more exciting than others, but each day has its charm, and each day leaves something to remember for tomorrow. It’s nice that they were able to rest and be lazy at that point in their lives—they deserved it.

Once again, it was clear how similar Jimin and Jungkook are and how well they understand each other. Tae was right; they are twins, though not in the genetic sense—jikookphobics, don’t get too excited.

I’ve mentioned this before, but it’s a bit frustrating how casually Jimin and Jungkook talked about enlisting in the army together, though it was nice that they mentioned being happy to have each other for support.

The episode itself was sweet. It was a calm way to end this part of the series.

I can’t wait for Japan! I thought we’d get the trailer of Sapporo today, but we didn’t—it makes me wonder why. What happened in Japan that they seem to be guarding it so carefully?

If you’ve made it this far, I’m sorry and thank you—I just couldn’t stop writing ajajajajaja.

[askthekoopsandjr]

Iggy Koopa (head)canons

He's creepy and he's kooky, mysterious and spooky, all together ooky... Just kidding, he's not really scary; but he is a silly little enigma.

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16 years old

- Very important to note: Dragon Koopas do not age the same as humans. It is unknown how they age in equivalence to humans, but the adult age for dragon koopas is their early 30's. Dragon koopas can live for several centuries. The maximum years of life is unknown.

Agender, any pronouns (prefers he/she/it). Asexual lesbian.

- (Everyone is asexual because "it"™ doesn't exist hahaha)

- Has identified as agender for a while, but recently chose the lesbian label for himself. This choice was inspired by Wendy.

Second oldest of the 7

- All are biological siblings, born to the late Morton Koopa Sr. and Adaeh Koopa

Adopted by Bowser along with his siblings at 10 years old.

- Remembers the day his parents died just as well as Ludwig, but doesn't let on to that.

Also like Ludwig, Iggy has uncomplicated PTSD. His symptoms show drastically different from his older brother, however.

Story of losing their parents and meeting Bowser:

All creatures in the Mario world... the Underground whatever it's called have all the races/ethnicities of humans. Iggy and her siblings are German and British from their father, and South African from their Mother.

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At 10, he was sporadic and neurotic, often acting out by doing dangerous things and showing the opposite emotions than were appropriate. This would piss off Bowser a lot, and he'd often get in trouble. Iggy was miserable, but as a younger Ludwig pleaded for Iggy to "snap out of it", he just... Laughed. Things seemed to click in place for him; he realized he didn't have to be so angry and stressed all the time. In that moment, he found acceptance for himself. The worst thing that could have happened, happened. It made him weird and he was only going to get weirder, but that was okay. It felt better to laugh and smile than cause distress to those he loved.

Before 10, Iggy didn't really act much of anything like he is today. He was well mannered and calm. Is that to say he would've never ended up like this if his parent's didn't pass away? Not necessarily. He was always a brilliant mind who loved anything mechanics and robotics; but as smart as he was, his inventions still took many trials and errors. This was how he discovered that it's fun to make things act the complete opposite of their intended purpose. Mischief in general filled him with this feeling of euphoria, but it felt forbidden. He didn't let himself indulge in it the way he secretly desired.

The Iggy we currently know is a chaos-causing giddy teen. He enjoys not taking much of anything seriously and frustrating his opponents with his unpredictable and obnoxious behavior.

His hobbies are: learning and documenting/ exploring or just being within nature/ anything S.T.E.M. and/or science related/ taming chain chomps/ making friends with wildlife in general/ pulling pranks/ being silly and whimsical

Iggy loves absorbing knowledge about literally anything. All those notes hanging around in his room/lab? Look closely, and you'll see things ranging from a list of top 10 uses of nickel, to how the banana got it's name.

He's almost always smiling. There's just not much that upsets him.

He is very affectionate, and usually shows this through touch. She'll show this in unusual ways though, of course. For example, standing behind Ludwig and resting her head on his hair... Just standing there. Sometimes they'll do this to their other siblings, too.

Iggy can play various instruments, but chooses to play only the dumbest ones. For example: cat piano, otamatone, Furby organ, and other children's instrument toys.

She owns Iggy's Glass as seen in MK8D. He takes care of all the kart's windshields and mirrors.

Upon receiving their wand from Kamek, the only knowledge of magic Iggy had was a couple of nature based healing spells learned from his mother. What got Iggy interested in magic was the difficulty to learn to wield a wand; if you're not careful (or properly trained), the power from the staff could be destructive. Exploding green magic that could destroy anything in it's wake? "Sign me up, please! BAHAHA!"

- This is why Iggy's magic is the fastest. She quickly harnesses a few magic blasts one after the other, her heightened emotions in battle providing how strong a single blast is.

Kamek still teaches all 7 of them magic lessons, but it's more of a once a week thing (except in the case of Ludwig).

Iggy's hair is naturally curly, being about 3B closer to the roots and 3A up at the top. His hair is able to stand up like that on it's own when he styles it- no hairspray or gel, he just brushes it straight up and it stays. Look, if bricks can float in the air in that world, so can his hair.

- Why'd he choose to style it like a carrot/palm tree/turnip/pineapple? Idk. He never really did anything with his hair. As a kid, it looked like Hop's from the Super Mario World cartoon, so it always just stuck up like that (no, their cartoon counterparts don't exist and were not their childhood selves). His hair was always just green, btw.

Just like with Ludwig, if you ran your fingers through Iggy's hair you would feel the curls.

Pranks. Iggy is notorious for pranking others. He'll do stupid stuff like misplacing an object after somebody set it down for just a moment, or telling someone the wrong information to little things. For example: "Iggy, what's the super move for [insert game and character]?" "It's [enter sequence of buttons]" *tries it, character explodes instead* ┻⁠┻⁠︵⁠ヽ⁠(⁠`⁠Д⁠´⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠︵⁠┻⁠┻

Sometimes he'll go too far with them. One time Larry had pranked him and he wanted to get revenge, so he placed a rake outside of a door of a room Larry was in. The plan was that Larry would walk out, not notice the rake on the floor, step on it, and the handle would come smacking him square in the face. The thing was, Larry was not the only one in that room. Ludwig was reading a book and decided to leave the room because Larry was being too loud with his game. Nose stuck in book, he opens the door and steps out... WHAP! Ludwig got squared in the face with a rake handle... And a book. Ludwig chased Iggy all around the castle with that rake. Iggy and Larry will still laugh their asses off if they see a rake to this day.

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With Ludwig: Iggy and Ludwig have a very close bond, even if it doesn't really show that way. Iggy loves how Ludwig's personality sort of mirrors his. He knows that Luddy is just as crazy as he is, and is probably the only one capable of bringing out Luddy's "kooky" side. Iggy's pretty good at bringing out a lot of sides of Luddy most don't see very often. Iggy also enjoys messing with Ludwig because he's way too easy to annoy, and his reactions are funny. If Iggy ever wants to infodump something new he learned, he could always turn to his oldest sibling. Luddy is guaranteed to listen and engage in a conversation, whether he likes it or not.

With Morton: Iggy likes how easy going and happy Morton is. He can use Morton as a physical leverage whenever he wanted (as seen in their NSMB2 render), because he knows Morton wouldn't mind at all. Besides that, Iggy likes partaking in Morton's interests when they hang out. A good example would be cooking; we know Morton has the best intentions, but... Not the best execution. As we know, Iggy lives for things gone wrong. Besides, she does it for brotherly bonding! Everyone else's inconvenience is just a bonus. Iggy also enjoys telling Morton about her discoveries with nature, since Morton shares that interest. Morton likes physical affection as well, so Iggy won't hesitate to give Morton hugs and stuff.

With Roy: You might think Iggy and Roy in the same room would only lead to familial disaster, but that's not really true! These two actually make a pretty dynamic team; They've both got a destructive nature and love for disorder that makes it surprisingly easy for them to work together in battle. Outside of that, Roy treats Iggy the same as his other siblings, and Iggy treads more carefully with Roy. I mean, getting bonked isn't ideal, he's not that hard to annoy. Iggy has to think of clever ways if she wants to prank or mess with Roy, like having a planned escape route ahead of time or someone/something to take the blame instead. They'll hang out casually more often than not when there's no missions to be done, like watching TV or going out to do something.

With Wendy: Iggy will totally let Wendy give him makeovers, mess with his hair and paint his nails. He's loved doing these things with her since they were little kids. Wendy was actually the one Iggy originally confided in with emotional vulnerability before Lemmy was old enough to have critical thinking. He'll still go to Wendy for that sometimes. The most recent example was when Iggy still questioned their sexuality. As the only sister, Iggy regards Wendy highly, and probably shows her the most respect out of anyone in the family. If you thought pranking Roy was a bad idea, imagine Wendy. She's safe from Iggy's antics... Intentional antics, that is. She'll definitely still get annoyed with him and yell sometimes. Teehee

With Lemmy: The Lemster and the Igmeiser... These two act like twins. They're almost always seen together, and have a closer bond than with any of their other siblings. It's not really clear how it started. Since the moment Lemmy hatched from his egg, they've always been really close. The two love causing mischief and chaos, naturally in sync to the point where they can predict what the other will do/say most of the time. Everything is fun and whimsy when they're paired together in missions, which typically leads to not succeeding... But we know that wasn't really their priority lmao. Naturally, as siblings, they'll get into fights sometimes too (ex. When both of them wanted to push the button in Paper Jam lol). Lemmy is the one who Iggy usually goes to to talk about his feelings and troubles with. He finds that Lemmy understands him best, and can see things from a different perspective that makes his advice more useful and realistic.

With Larry: Like Ludwig, Iggy wants his youngest sibling to be the best he can be. But unlike Ludwig, Iggy doesn't take it upon herself to parent Larry. She guides him in her own little weird way, as an older sibling. Iggy won't outright say what Larry is doing wrong or what he should be doing; instead she'll do things that make Larry think about why she's acting that way, and make him realize what he's doing and how he should change his actions. Iggy enjoys spending time with Larry, which is usually playing video games, other electronic-based activities, and sports. Sometimes they do stupid things, such as the prank example from earlier. They have more in common than most realize!

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Iggy never felt connected with the concept of gender. Even as a kid, she would express indifference and even discomfort with being a "boy". It just never felt right; nothing did. As Ludwig and Wendy transitioned, it made Iggy think really hard about their own identity yet again. So Ludwig is now a boy, and Wendy now a girl, but Iggy didn't want to be either! Where did his answer lie? Iggy turned to the computer in the library. Now imagine Iggy doing research on mid-2000's internet, and whatever the Nintendo universe equivalent of Tumblr is- he found the word "agender" and it's definition. That felt right. Iggy then first told Ludwig and Wendy about his discovery. Upon receiving their support, he came out to the rest of the family. He would go through different uses of pronouns until deciding that any works.

Figuring out their sexuality was a lot harder. Iggy would find themselves attracted to characters within stories and otherwise fictional people/koopas/whatever, but not really anyone in real life. Iggy wondered if she was aromantic for quite a while, but ultimately decided against it. Her feelings of romance weren't limited or exclusive. She even found herself liking the idea of dating someone in real life- she just didn't really have anyone to gain those feelings for in castle life. She then started to try meeting new people, which mainly happened through Mario Kart tournaments. There were several talented creatures who worked for her sibling's companies he's made good relationships with! She would take the time to become acquaintances with each of them, trying to see who stuck out as a potential romantic interest or who would remain friends. Iggy actually found himself giddy over a few of these creatures, confirming he definitely feels and enjoys romance. Exploring like this helped Iggy to realize that none of his crushes were ever men, only women and non-binary/mixed trans-identifying creatures. Iggy turned to Wendy for answers, in which she provided a few labels that Iggy could consider if he wanted to use them. Iggy decided that who he's attracted to best fit under the lesbian label, feeling a connection of solidarity with Wendy. He's happy with the labels he's chosen for himself.

"But Izzy, who stood out to Iggy the most? Will she ever get a girlfriend/partner???" There is a Lakitu named Brit who works for Morton's company she's had an eye on for a little while...

Iggy's needed glasses since they were about 4 years old. Momma made the glass, and Dad made the frames. He watched them as they made the glasses- perhaps this taught Iggy how to make the unparalled glass that she sells.

Iggy owns Iggy's Glass yeah yeah we know. Her company is responsible for creating the windsheilds and mirrors on the karts.

I don't consider Hotel Mario to be canon in my story, but Iggy would absolutely try to pull something as stupid as a cheese hotel.

Iggy runs a Tumblr blog, except it's not called Tumblr idk what the platform would be called in the Mario world. It's dedicated to her scientific findings, interests, computer shit, etc. Nerd things. It's got a lot of followers.

Iggy has a lot of online friends. More than irl friends. She messages them on her computer everyday.

What would Mario world Discord be called? She has an account there too

He also has a YouTube (KoopTube??), but only uploads tutorials.

She loves to bother her siblings on social media. Usually through tagging them in stupid posts, or making a post mentioning them such as: "Like for a tbh" *2 minutes later* "@/LudwigvonMaestro ur kinda gay :/" "I DIDN'T EVEN LIKE!!!!"

That also goes for the sibling group chat.

You may have noticed the favorite foods I gave Iggy were all pineapple based. That is because Iggy is one with the pineapple. There's no explanation for it.

His full name is Ignatius Koopa. Calling him by full name will make him go 😐

There is nothing wrong with Iggy's irises. The thickness of his glasses provides a magnified effect on his eyes that make it look like the iris is separated from the pupil. If he took his glasses off, or if you saw his eyes from an angle unobscured by the glasses, you'd see the pupil and iris are connected like normal. His pupils are swirls as I've been drawing them, though. It's symbolic of how he changed.

Iggy's tail wags a lot. He's like a dog it's funny

Iggy engineers a lot of things that are used around the castle and by her family. Ludwig's hearing aids are one example. She also invented the Mechakoopas, and even taught Junior how to build them.

They would really like to collaborate more with Ludwig in engineering terms, but Luddy lets his pride get in the way of that.

Iggy does not care one little bit who's the "smartest Koopaling". There's just no talking sense into Ludwig sometimes, so she doesn't bother.

[anundyingfidelity]

400 followers ask

Adam Warlock and reader with the sunshine x grumpy dynamic, the reader is someone dangerous and very powerful that none of the other heroes want to get close to due to her reputation and her history, but Adam ignores it and in the end they fall in love 😩✊❤

long time i don't write for adam so yesss! hope you like this, i tried my best for a grumpy x sunshine dynamic for this one hahaha

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I'M NOT IN LOVE — Adam Warlock x female reader

Word count: 689 (got carried awaaayyyy).

Genre: fluff.

Warnings: none I can really tell?

When Rocket and his team broke you out of your prison, he quickly understood why you were locked in the first place. A woman, captive of a crazy sorcerer who just held you as nothing more than a pet on a dirty planet, who was rageous and powerful, capable of destroying a star. That’s what the old man said to them.

Rocket was a fool and didn’t take his word though. Not until you tried to blow the ship going back to Knowhere, or when you tried to escape destroying miles of half built homes, or the countless times where you broke something with your super strength.

“Alright, stay here, witch,” Rocket ordered, taking you with Nebula’s help to a new place you’d call home for now. Behind his small figure, Adam followed closely in silence but intrigued by you, who seemed to completely ignore him.

“I’m not a witch!” you fumed, moving your arm away from the tight grip coming from the purple robot. “Don’t touch me, scum.”

“Nebula, stop,” the raccoon uttered as she stepped closer to you, ready to punch your face. She grunted and left the room, passing by the Sovereign.

Rocket continued. “We don’t wanna hurt you-”

“Then why take me here?! I never asked to be part of your stupid team!”

Being locked for so long had its effects on you, Rocket thought. That day he warned everyone to not be close to you since you were extremely dangerous, but Adam didn’t understand the captain. He had a second chance with the Guardians, it was fair to do the same thing with you. Under Rocket’s suspicious eyes, Adam got his approval to visit you and help you to the real world.

Contrary to the team, Adam was different. He saw pain and fear in your eyes that mixed with your powers made you a dangerous being, but a beautiful one nonetheless. He was the one who introduced you to the terran culture and their music. With it, Adam discovered the sounds of some songs would calm you down and he’d come to see a new sweet side of you. 

“Play it again,” you whispered, as you shared an earphone with Adam on the roof of your place in the middle of a somehow cold night. “I wanna hear it again.”

Adam beamed, doing as you said. The psychedelic melody started anew. “You like this song too much,” he teased.

I'm not in love

So don't forget it

It's just a silly phase I'm going through

Your brows furrowed, clearly annoyed. “Is that a problem, goldie?”

He just chuckled. “Not at all. Stop furrowing, it’s a joke.”

And just because

I call you up

Don't get me wrong,

Don't think you've got it made

Still you narrowed your eyes at him, with that angry face of yours. Sometimes you took so literal anything that escaped his lips. It was cute. Under the light of the city he admired you completely. Yes, sometimes you were a little mean to him and the team. Still you tried because of him. Adam was a very special person for you. But you wouldn’t admit it easily. 

I'm not in love, no no,

It's because…

I like to see you

“Okay,” you whispered finally, your features softening as the song played. It made you feel calm, at peace. Something you didn’t remember feeling before. Now after Adam came to your life, things were sort of different. You could feel it as much as Adam. He was bright, sunny, while you were totally the opposite of that.

But then again

That doesn't mean you mean that much to me

You locked eyes with his own, noticing he had been observing you long before. You sat so close together that you could feel the warmth of his body, contrasting the coldness of your own. He leaned closer with eyes closed, and as scared as you were, you let him kiss you softly on your lips. A quick peck on your lips before he pulled away.

“Sorry…”

You smiled, cheeks flushed. “Don’t.”

 It was the first time he saw your smile.

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Hi! First of all i just wanted to say that i really love your writing style and your works❤️, i always have such a warm feeling inside me when i am reading your works😊 and second i apologize for any mistake cuz English is not my first language and you can ignore this ask.

I was wondering if you could do skz reaction to their idol!crush who is very respected in the industry that never ever does tiktok challenges with any other idols (aside from their members if they are not a soloist) wanting and asking to specifically do idk the s class challenge (i can't think of anything else🥲) with the members.

thank you so much, i'm so happy you enjoy my works !!

sorry this took me so long, but i hope you are doing well !!

all the love ~ lunar

SKZ React to Idol S/O Asking to do a Tiktok Challenge With Them

Chan

Chan knows that you only do Tiktok challenges with your group, so when you ask if you can record the two of you doing their S-Class challenge, he can't hide the shock he has. of course, he is more than willing to do the challenge with you, and honestly he has been wanting to since the challenge was released, but he never thought you would come to him asking, he thought he would have to ask you. when it finally settles in his head, he calmly brings you into the most comforting hug and says "i thought you'd never ask, lets go now!" he's calm, but there's no doubt he's excited to do a challenge with you!

Lee Know

Like Chan, he would be a little shocked that you are asking someone outside of your group to do a challenge with you, but honestly, he's not all that phased. if anything, he's happy that he gets to be the first person outside of your group to record a challenge with you. he knows that it could start dating rumors, but he really doesn't care, he's just happy that you asked him of all people, yet he still wont show how excited he truly is (spoiler, his heart is running in circles around his chest)

Changbin

the excitement this man has omg, you'll have to wait a good 10 minutes for him to calm down before he gives you a verbal answer. he would say something like "no way, my baby wants to do a challenge with me? how could i ever say no? hahaha all the other guys suck, im the first person outside of her group who gets to do a challenge with her!" he is like a child in a candy store, and when he calms down, he makes sure to tell you how special this is to him, knowing that you only ever do challenges with your group. pulls you into the tightest hug, and takes you to the studio (secretly the two of you record more challenges, but only post S-Class)

Hyunjin

thinks absolutely nothing of it, until he remembers that you only ever do challenges with your group, and he would have this realization right in the middle of recording it. like he would stop everything and just stare at you, mid recording, and would have to start all over again. once he does remember, omg he is so over the top happy. picks you up and spins you around telling you how honored he feels to be the first person you are doing a challenge with outside of your group, and tells you how happy you make him. once he finally gets it out, the two of you can finally record the challenge together.

Han

his brain straight stops functioning for a few minutes. the second you ask if the two of you can do the S-Class challenge, he's thinking about all of the conversations where you have told him you only do challenges with your group, or thinking about the potential dating scandal that could come from this, even thinking about the possibility that he messes up his own dance and embarrasses himself... once he comes back to reality, he acts all confident and unfazed, though he's really freaking out on the inside, but he is more than willing to join you, and is really happy that you asked him over anyone else!

Felix

sweet baby angel has no hesitation saying yes to you, like he does with everything else. he would ask if you're sure about recording a challenge with him, knowing that you only do challenges with you group, but once he knows you're all in, he's all in with you. he simply can't say no to you, but if it was something you are not comfortable with, he wouldn't do it. smiling the entire time, cause he finally gets to do a challenge with his baby, and he's over the moon happy that he is the only other person you have ever done a challenge with.

Seungmin

completely unfazed. he knows that you only do challenges with your group, but the fact that you are asking him means that you are okay with it, so he's not going to think too much about it. after recording, he would make sure that this was on your terms, rather than having someone tell you that you have to do this, but once he finds out it was your idea, again he's unfazed (secretly has butterflies fluttering throughout his entire body, but nobody gets to know that...)

I.N

I.N is another one who would be unfazed, though he might ask more questions before recording. he knows you are strong and that you wouldn't do anything that you are not comfortable with, so he will check before hand and make sure it is something you are okay with. after, he shows a little bit of excitement, knowing that he is literally the only person you have done a challenge with outside of your group. feels an overwhelming warmth in his heart for you, and makes sure you know how happy this made him, without showing too much PDA of course.

[junepingu]

Do Adam x Female reader who cheat him

Adam x f reader who cheats on him

Angst

(sorry if i wrote something strange or i repeat some words or emotions but im not used to write something like this but thank you so much for the request anyway)

"oh My no..what have i done.." you said to yourself laying in bed with... An Angel? It was not Adam..why did you do that? Maybe because Adam was being a shitty boyfriend? Maybe because you needed something different? No.. You were always the one to argue with him about the fact that HE would have cheated on you, but now... You feel stupid,little..a big uncomfortable feeling was crushing you... You need to get out of there.

You stood up trying to be as soundless as possible, you took with your heels and your clothes, you try to fix your hair to fly out. You were now trying to open the window but it was locked so you needed to be more careful and... "CRACK!" (fucking modern window) you thought, you remaind freezed.. you turned around scared that you woke the stranger up but as you turned your head you were only hit by the figure of the Angel that was snoring loudly, you sigh in relief and fly away.

You needed to fly in front of The reception of the seraphim that you knew would be quiet because at that time they were all always busy, and then the last part would have been to pass in front of the combat post where Adam and Lute were in session, you knew that you could fly faster, but knowing that there was also Lute who was guarding you would have been sospicious to fly 200km/h in front of her, so you decide even if it was not the brightest idea you could have in mind to walk in all the hidden alleys until you come out near your house.

"sigh... Fuck...Lord forgiven me, i.. I don't know why i did it..." thinking out loud as you were flying over the seraphim avampost, You were in your thoughts trying to beg God that everything could be resolved, but it wasn't so easy, especially for what had just happened, you don't remember anything about yesterday, You could just kiss him... But... You don't know. In fact, do you remember... Adam in this period was not close to you as usual, he was only attached to work and you thought that he would surely betray you also because there was a new recruit in his combat group,a very hot girl, you were in crisis you wanted to be comforted loved again, you wanted to have attention again... But all of this sinks into limbo in a single second... How do you manage to mess everything up in such a short time?

As you were fighting with your thoughts you didn't noticed but you were already flying in front of the Adam's combat post, you almost hit your head in a window "oh no non-" as you smashed your wings in to a pole "FUCK!" you managed to take control again of your wings as you try not to hit the ground,you did it so you just fly low to put your feet on the ground, you hope nobody would see you...(god that was clos-)

"WOOO! Look who's here! my hot ass girlfriend! Sugartits! What's up! Why are you here at this time! Didn't you have something to do at the church?" Adam was here... In front of you, with all the people right now why him... You had to stay normal and focused... You dont have to talk with him about this... Or maybe yes! But not now... Say something goddamit! He was watching you up and down as usual "HelloooOo!? Someone home? Hahaha get it? Because you are a woman! HAHAHA oh man..." you didn't hear what he said as you were looking at the floor trying to not catch his eyes... You knew that if you dare only for one second to look at his face you would crush...you finally spoke.

"e-ehy Adam.. i was actually flying around you know, it's a beautiful day today so i wanted to you-you know" you were becoming anxious as you couldn't catch up any excuses "ehm well.. Uh.. What are you doing?? Mh??" you try to change the subject, he noticed that you didn't react to his maschilist joke everytime he try even a little to say something just to piss you off you would shout at him and then he would give you a kiss saying that he was sorry he was just joking, As always.

"woah woah whats up your ass? Why so sketchy about? 'something wro-?" you shut him up "NO! Eh.. No no no nothing wrong i was just thinking yeah...*sighhh* yeah thinking" he stare at you now loosing his smile a little, you were strange he could sense that but he couldn' t figure out what you had, "Okeeey?? Cool..uhm well i Will be late tonight so don't wait for me because you know.. The fucking extermination need more hands than before now that we took off more time haha!" you imagined as usual, you said in a low tone "like always.." he heard that "what was that?" you stood straight and try to smile "oh uh! I said i like burgers!!" you started to sweat, he was looking at you now with a strange face, you were looking at everything but never his eyes. "Dude the fuck is wrong with yo-" he couldn't finish the phrase that Lute called him out "Sir! susy needs your help with the last exercise" susy... The new recruit... That bitc- "oh fuck it! That susy is a tree in the ass, she just wants attention... *silence* anyway sugar we Will discuss this fucking attitude at home i need to get rid of those bitches so i will try to be as fast as possible okey?" you only nod always ignoring his gaze, he then lean for a kiss but you step away and started to speak to let him go" OKEY BYE" and with that you were now running at home, he remained shocked, why you reject his kiss...? It couldn't be that..You were his girlfriend, Right...?

You finally manager to get home... Adam stood there for a little, his face was sad and anxious as he returned inside to exercuse with the group.

As you were waiting at home trying to create a great excuses... You started to feel hot as your face was now having some problem holding back the tears,"oh god... Why... Why me... If i could turn back in time... Why did i do it... FUCK!"

you smashed a vase that was on the table, it broke in thousand of pieces on the floor, as the vase, you kneel down on your hand and knees and broke more...you didn't know why you pushed so hard that night, why you did it right to him? who was always afraid of all of This? Why?..

All of a sudden you hear the door open and Adam enter it, as he looked around the house to greet you he noticed you on the floor "Ehy bitch WOAH! Woah! What's going in on!" he said to you trying to think about what he can do to make you feel better, "i didn't expect this kind of greetins is that a new kink haha..." he tried to make it out as a joke but it didn't work.

You continued crying as he tried to make you sit on the sofà, you shrug from his contact, "don't!" he freezed "Adam.... GOD..." you sigh deep as you walked near the window, the day was ending and the dark was rising Adam remained still as you walk by, he didn't know what to say or do, why the hell you were acting like that, but... All of a sudden, the table... He took a quick pick on the table where there were your photos... There was a ring... THE RING, the ring that he gave you the first time he asked you to be his girlfriend...

You turned around and saw his mask glitch for a moment, you then realized that he was staring at your ring 'fuck!' you thought and run towards the ring and hide it behind you... "Adam... Liste-" "you took it off.." "what?.." "the ring.." "Adam its from a long time that i wanted to talk about th-" "why.." "let me expl-" "Why the hell did you take it off, it's for me?? It's because im never home early?? Why did you take off the ring! That i gave you!..... *he took a step back* wait..." "Adam please let me explain" you tried to reach his arm slowly but he took a fast step back "adam-" "

[iamnmbr3]

All of your posts on Dumbledore and Voldemort are so insightful but at the same time so hilarious, because it's like:

Dumbledore: "Yeah so Tom was always evil and irredeemable even since childhood. Source: I made it the fuck up"

hahaha LITERALLY! Dumbledore would not survive on tumblr. His meta is so bad. It would be torn to shreds in seconds. oh my GOD. He'd probably be one of those people with awful braindead bad fandom takes who seem to flourish on tiktok and twitter. Influencer Dumbledore like 'call out for tom riddle because he's super annoying and that is actually oppressing me personally and also I don't like the vibes of his zodiac sign... also anyone who criticizes me or says this is unfair is just a hater.'

But real. His analysis is so flawed. The mental gymnastics is truly olympic level. And I'm just sitting there like 'dude. where are your sources. where is your logic. you didn't even connect random dots. You have like...one dot and a safety pin. what are you even doing?'

Remember when he was like 'tom stole a lot of things in the orphanage therefore this was a lifetime habit even tho we see little evidence of that therefore as an adult he took items that were linked to particularly impressive feats of magic even though there's no evidence of that either therefore ever item he stole is a horcrux because he would only steal something for a special and rare occasion and not frequently even tho I literally just said the opposite of that'?

[odyssean-flower]

A random deleted scene from chapter 9

(have another deleted scene hahahaha i think i will get the next chapter done this week hahaha)

“Do you stare so intently at all the ladies you bring here?”

“No, only you,” Then, as if realizing what he just said, he hurriedly added, “Ah, what I meant is, you are the only one I’ve brought here.”

“Really?” That was unexpected. Or maybe not. He probably took them to high-class restaurants or society balls.

They were probably better conversationists, too, you thought as you looked at Neuvillette, who was now looking anywhere but you.

You had never asked Neuvillette about his romantic history. It was none of your business, and it had nothing to do with you, just like how your romantic history (or lack thereof) had nothing to do with him. You weren’t interested, really. Not even a little bit.

“Yes. Would I lie to you? I’m the Chief Justice, I would never do such a thing,” Neuvillette said. “And I am under the assumption that people on dates generally look at each other.”

“…I don’t see how being the Chief Justice preclude you from lying. And how would you feel if I stared at you in the way that you stare at me? Would you enjoy it?”

“I’m not sure,” he said. “Perhaps, perhaps not.”

“Why would you not be sure? You didn’t like it when I did it before, did you?” Maybe he’s taking revenge on me? I did apologize, though!

“Have I ever said I disliked it?”

“It upset you, didn’t it?”

“I was more upset about how you avoided me.”

“Very well. I shall stare at you closely as well. I’m sure that will teach you how off-putting it is once and for all.”

You leaned forward and fixed your gaze on him. He looked back at you. Nothing could be heard except for the chirping of birds and the gentle lapping of water against the boat.

Three seconds passed. The sun was now high in the sky, but there was also a cool wind blowing, which helped offset the heat. Neuvillette’s hair swayed gently in the breeze, along with those long blue floppy things in his hair. What were they, anyways?

Five seconds passed. Neuvillette’s face so much as twitch. It was as though it was carved from marble. His eyes never left yours. He really was very handsome, wasn’t he? Come on, focus.

Ten seconds passed. If someone was watching the two of you from outside, they would probably assume that you were a couple of passionate lovers absorbed in each other’s eyes. It wasn’t that far off from the truth, though.

Fifteen seconds passed. Your eyes were beginning to water. You needed to blink. But blinking means I lose! Not that this is a competition…right? Neuvillette took another sip of water. He’s mocking me!

Seventeen seconds passed. You no longer remembered why you were doing this. You really needed to blink. A breeze blew a strand of your hair into your face and you tucked it behind your ear. Neuvillette’s eyes followed that movement. You smacked your suddenly dry lips together. Was it just your imagination, or were his ears turning red?

Nineteen seconds passed. You decided to throw in the towel. Your eyes were beginning to tear up. But before you could do so, Neuvillette cleared his throat and looked away.

“I see your point, Madame. I must apologize to you for my discourtesy. A lady shouldn’t be stared at in such a way.”

Hmm, so now he remembers. “As long as you understand,” you said.

There was another stretch of silence.

He really did look picturesque in the sunlight, even though he disliked it. Was that the curse of being beautiful?

A familiar urge rose up within you. It was the same feeling you had when you saw a pretty landscape, or when you spotted an unfamiliar flower. You wanted to preserve those things in some form and look at them again and again. You wanted some way to recall the feelings they inspired in you.

The question was perched on the edge of your tongue. It refused to come out. You felt your palms becoming slick with sweat. Your heart was pounding. Why were you so nervous? It was a reasonable question. It was normal to do such things on dates, wasn’t it? You had too many pictures of the scenery, anyways. And surely it would be smart to have proof of this date to show Furina…

You didn’t realize Neuvillette was calling your name until you felt him shake your shoulder. “[Name]!” Neuvillette’s eyes, filled with concern, were peering into yours. “Is something wrong? Are you getting—”

“Monsieur Neuvillette!” the words spilled out from your mouth before you could stop them. “May I take a photo of you?”

Neuvillette’s brows knitted together, as though he found your question incomprehensible. “I beg your pardon?”

Oh great, now you’ve done it. “What I mean is…would you give your permission to allow me to take a picture of you? Just one, I promise. I will never show it to anyone, it will be for my eyes only. If you want, I can even sign a wai—”

“Yes, I give you my permission. But on one condition.”

You stared at him. He looked deadly serious. Well, he always looked serious. “What is it, sir?”

“That you allow me to take a picture of you as well.”

“Huh? …Um, I mean, sure, if that’s what you want…”

You held the Kamera up to your face, aiming the lens at Neuvillette. The willow tree was behind him. He looked stately and dignified, if a bit stiff. He wasn’t smiling, which was disappointing, but that was alright. The shot had an air of mysticism to it. You adjusted the focus until everything was in sharp relief, before clicking the shutter button. You were no photographer, but you liked the result.

“Your turn,” you passed the Kamera to Neuvillette. You looked at your reflection, checking your hair and makeup.

The boat approached the island in the center. It seemed that Neuvillette wanted to take a picture of you in front of the willow tree as well. He helped you out of the boat. You expected him to tell you where to stand, but instead studied you, looking deep in thought. He seemed to be taking this much too seriously.

In the meantime, you decided to look around. The aquamarine branches of the willow tree seemed to cover the entire island and blot out the skies. You could definitely see why the ancients used to worship it. Maybe you could find some ruins of that worship here, some small fragments or something…

Snap! You heard the sound of a camera shutter. You turned and saw Neuvillette holding the Kamera to his face.

“Did you take a picture of me just now?” you were a bit alarmed. “I wasn’t ready yet.”

“My apologies,” Neuvillette said lightly, but weirdly enough there was a distinct lack of his usual sincerity in his voice. “I could not help myself.”

“We can do a retake,” you said.

“There’s no need for it. The photo is perfect as it is.”

[ruhorih4ra]

Good night! 🐏 I came from hell to bring you a slightly unhinged Mc heheh. It's a little bit dark, violent too. (Poquito 🤏🏻)

Also kind of poorly edited jasjajsja

Part 11.

Get out of my way 🌈

Lilith sat down and patted the ground beside her. “Sit down with me, please.” You obeyed and silently prepared for what you knew would come next. “Lili-” She raised her hand. “Four.”

Thursday

The self proclaimed yucky otaku followed you like a second shadow, he didn’t try to approach you or something of the sort, he was just there. Admittedly, that was surprising, Leviathan had left his comfort zone to come everyday to RAD and attend as a normal student would.

“I didn’t remember Levi being so shy, it’s kind of cute.” Lilith was walking beside you but her eyes were on her brother.

You decided to tease Levi a little. “Fancy meeting you here, Levi. I thought you would be stuck in your bed.” His eyes lit up, he seemed happier than ever. “Ah, I thought you would stay in the house of lamentation since Lucifer gave you a free week but then you weren’t there and I had to come and made sure you were saf-” He started rambling at an incredibly fast pace, nervously playing with his hands and avoiding eye contact. “Leviathan.” You cut him off and he flinched, you had called him by his full name again. “I’m sorry. It must be annoying to hear a useless shut-in otaku like me.”

“It is. It is pretty annoying.” You said indifferently. Leviathan wasn’t expecting that. You always reassured him and showered him with kind words, this time you seemed cold and distant. “Leviathan?” You called him, he couldn’t meet your eyes, too afraid to see repulsion in them. “Y-yes, Mc?”

Lilith grumbled and shook her head. “No, no, no. Forget it. Just ignore him, please?” You could have obeyed Lilith and ignore Leviathan, let his harassment pass you by like water flowing in a river, but the truth was that you wanted to irk him. Your second player, who left you when no longer needed you. “Should I sew your mouth? Can’t you understand that nobody cares about whatever you have to say?”

Lilith gasped and balled her delicate hands into fists. Levi’s gaze didn’t leave the floor, he knew your sadistic side, it would be a lie to say he didn’t enjoy it. However, this was different. You were different. You got closer to him, waiting to meet his eyes. “What are you waiting for? Go back to the hole of pity you came from, Leviathan.”

You weren’t expecting what happened next, but he met your eyes. “I know you don’t mean it.” He said. Curious, you always tried to comfort Levi. Always trying to improve his non-existent self-esteem through compliments, and every time, he was quick to dismiss them and insult himself instead. Yet, the one time you tried the opposite, he refused to acknowledge it.

“I know you’re mad and I deserve it, but,” You took Levi’s hand in yours, interrupting him. “I mean it, every single word. I assure you.” You smiled at him. “You’re going back to your room in this instant and you won’t come out until someone comes looking for you, let’s see how much they care.” Leviathan felt a rush of magic creeping up his spine and forced him to move, an order, you had given him one. “M-mc?”

When Leviathan was out of sight, you murmured, knowing full well that you were acting like a jerk. “You don’t seem too preoccupied, Lilith.” She shook her head disapprovingly. “My brothers love Levi, he won’t be trapped for too long.” Maybe Leviathan’s refusal to believe you had provoked you, maybe you were tired, but you felt no satisfaction. Instead, you felt the need to hurt him even more. “Maybe I should order them all to let him rot, how fun would that be?” The former angel’s head slowly turned towards you, her eyes analyzing you from head to toe. “Hahaha! Just kidding. You don’t know how to take a joke, do you?”

“‘You don’t know how to take a joke, do you?’ That’s what you said.” “Okay, okay, you win. Stop.” You got up and paced from one place to another. “You’re exaggerating, they’re demons. Are they supposed to get hurt by a few insults?” You were trying to convince yourself but Lilith’s presence proved to be effective. You turned your back on her, you could no longer deny what you had done, but at least you could try. “I did it because I was hurt, but I never crossed the line they crossed.” You confronted her again. “What do you have to say about that, uh?”

Lilith didn’t stutter, her face had gradually lost all traces of warmth and kindness. “I’m not here to save them. I’m here to save you.” She walked with determination, something changed in her features and you knew what she remembered.

When she spoke, her voice came out strained. “You almost crossed it, remember?” You scoffed and rolled your eyes, but your resolve was crumbling. “Not even close.” You responded with hostility.

Lilith lift her hand. “Five”

Friday.

“Hey! Don't pretend to be asleep! I know you're awake!” You nudged the demon of sloth but he didn't drop the act. “Belphegor!! Stop! I don't want to find you lurking in my dreams again, you hear me?” Finally, he opened one eye slightly and replied with not much interest. “I'm not 'lurking'. You're just dreaming of me... you’re welcome.” He smirked and you felt the sudden urge to strangle him. You'd have if it weren’t for Lilith's laugh.

She was looking at her brother fondly. “He never changes! I miss him so much!” She was playing with Belphie's hair and you found a twisted amusement at the thought of the younger brother being unable to see his dear sister even though they were so close.

You also remembered Belphegor's face on a bad day, when he dreams of that fateful day. The way his face contours to display the most pure expression of pain and suffering. How he hugged you with uncontrollable shaking. “It hurts like the first day. It hurts so much and never stops.” He barely takes a breath when he sobs again. “I miss her, I miss her so much. I can’t even say her name.”

You swallowed and felt sick. Why would I enjoy Belphie's pain? You, who loved him so much that willingly put your own life in danger just to free him. What's wrong with me? Intrusive thoughts were invading your mind, maybe you were becoming a horrible person, perhaps the brothers knew what they were doing when they replaced you.

He was looking at you with sleepy eyes and a yawn escaped him as you announced. “I'll go then.” as soon as you spoke he got up, sleep quickly leaving his body. “Wait! Don't go!” you wanted to put some distance between your pain and his, it was ironic but you wanted to protect him.

When you turned around, you bumped face to chest with Beelzebub, he was arriving to the attic with his hands full of snacks. “Are you okay? I'm sorry.” You tried to leave but he was determined to block the way. You looked at him, he pretended to be clueless, an act that seemed almost innocent in him. “Beelzebub?” you questioned. First, he seemed surprised, but guilt took over when he refused to let you go.

“They want to apologize, Mc! Please have compassion!” Lilith said, alternating glances between you and Beelzebub.

“Don't go, you need to sleep well or you'll get cranky.” Belphie took your hand. “I would sleep well if SOMEONE wouldn't show up uninvited to MY dreams!” You let go of his hand. Beelzebub, who had been quiet until that moment, tried to calm the growing tension. “Mc, I brought you your favorite snack. Let's eat together, please?” You saw the snacks and a current of indignation traveled through your body. You took one of the bags and showed it to the ginger. “These are not my favorites! These are Sc's favorites!!”

Before Beelzebub could answer, his twin was already protecting him. “He wasn't talking about those, silly.” Belphie took another bag and showed it to you. “Well, I don't want it.” You said, hiding the embarrassment of your assumption.

“Now you're only being petty” You and Belphie exchanged grimaces while Beel intercepted again. “It's okay if you don't want to be with us, MC.” even if his smile was gone and you could see his puppy eyes looking at the floor. “But you have to eat, you seem skinnier.”

“Mc! Look at them! Please, have mercy!” Lilith begged. It was then you knew you had to leave the room, because even Lilith's sad face was inciting you to go on a rampage.

“It's okay? Nice, get out of my way then.” You said to Beelzebub, tapping your foot anxiously. “Oh please! Those are Sc's favorites and these are yours!” Belphie said, he handed you the bag but you refused to take it. “Beelzebub.” You knew the gigantic demon was close to give in.

“Take it!!” Belphie said, irritated and you obeyed. You took the bag just to throw it back at him. “Give it to Sc, you spoiled brat!” Belphie's eyes widened, frowning with something that seemed close to incredulity. “What? Did it hurt? I hope not enough to suffocate you!” Everyone went silent and in that short period of time you wondered "Where is Sc?"

“Mc! Stop! Please, won't you listen to me??” Lilith's pleas were gradually becoming more desperate. Belphegor seemed to have lost all his will to fight, silently looking at the floor. You would have been stuck staring at him, if not for Beelzebub, who took your hand. “What's wrong MC? What's happening?” you looked at him dumbfounded. “What do you mean?”

“Those things, I know you wouldn't say that unless something was wrong.” He seemed sure of himself, eyes full of resolve and faith. “Nothing is wrong.” You wanted to cry but tears wouldn't fall. “I love you, MC. We all love you. You protected us and I want to do the same.”

You held his gaze for a few moments, a lump forming in your throat the longer you looked into his eyes. “Could you please...” your voice broke mid-sentence. “Could you please repeat that?” Beelzebub took your face in his hands. “We love you. I love you.” you felt Beel's lips kissing your cheeks, his fingers wiping your tears. “Hey! I'm still here you know?” Belphie said.

As Belphie took Beelzebub away to scold him and rant about egoism and the pros of sharing, you stumbled away in distress. “Lilith?? I can't.” your voice sufficiently low to avoid the twins' ears. “Mc? What's wrong? You can't what?” Lilith murmured, even though nobody but you could actually hear her. You furrowed your eyebrows. “I-I can't feel anything.”

Your sadness quickly turned into rage and this time the twins noticed immediately. “Mc?” Belphie asked. You looked at them with hate. “It's their fault, I lost my soul because of them!”

“Mc! Please, dear. Listen to them!” Lilith stood in the way. Beelzebub took the arm of Belphie, apparently convincing him to give you time and distance. You took advantage of that brief moment to speak to Lilith.

“Say please one more time and I swear for your dear father that I'll order Beelzebub to chop his twin’s head here and now.” Lilith's eyes widened, even though she was a spirit, she could have sworn her pulse increased, you didn't look or sound like yourself. Your soul wasn't bright and warm, it was gray and cold.

Your eyes were consumed by your own hatred. Lilith tried to find a sparkle of mercy in them, but she averted your eyes before drowning in that cruel ocean. “Understood, dear?” you mocked her and she simply nodded.

You were ready to leave but something stopped you, Beelzebub had taken your arm. “Mc, I know you probably don’t want to hear me say this, but I’ll always be there to save you.” you laughed. “Oh please, what could you possibly know about sav-” “No! Please!” Lilith tried to push you, she knew it would be impossible for her but the impulse to help her brother was stronger than logic.

You stumbled back not due Lilith's phantasmal push but because Beelzebub’s anguished face. You didn't say the whole thing, but Beel wasn't an idiot, he knew what you meant. “Let them go Beel, we don't need a petty lousy human.” Belphegor pulled Beelzebub’s arm. “We have Sc after all.”

You felt as if someone was taking the air out of your lungs, a sharp pain in your chest impossible to describe. At least you had Belphie to thank, you still had a soul, a heart to break.

Belphegor knew he had ruined it as soon as he saw your trembling lip. It wasn't his intention to hurt you again, he was just annoyed by your bratty attitude. He loved you, why would he sneak in your dreams if not? He made sure to fabricate the most beautiful dreams he could think of, putting your favorite things in them just so you could be comforted. Do you even know how much energy that costs? But he did it for you. Only for you.

But as soon as he or one of his brothers appeared you would wake up. Why? Do their mere presence repulse you? Did you stop loving them so easily?

Belphie tried to get closer, but Beelzebub blocked his path, facing his brother and giving you his back. “Beel, what are you doing?” Belphie asked bewildered, the demon of gluttony didn't utter a word, only looked at the floor.

While their wills fought, your anger grew and with it the desire to harm them. It was so prominent that you felt the urges of vomiting, your head felt heavy and your vision blurry. Lilith tried to take your hand, but it disappeared when she touched you. “Oh no, Mc, this is wrong. We have to go.”

You turned your attention to Lilith and spoke in a cold, calculating voice. “What did I tell you was going to happen if you said ‘please’ again?” Lilith was confused, trying to recall your previous words.

Slowly, the eyes of your ancestor widened while a lump formed in her throat. She knew she was dead, there was no uncertainty about that. However, she could feel herself dying again, her breath caught in a silent prayer. Your soul was as black as she had never seen before and the color of gold danced in your eyes while your smile became similar to that of a Little D. “Beelzebub.” You said, still looking at Lilith, studying her every move. “Are you hungry?” You asked, a little laugh escaping your lips.

Lilith knew it wasn’t logical, but she was growing dizzy, weaker. “NO! I’M SORRY! DON’T!” She drowned in her own words. “MC!” She cried, standing with open arms before Beelzebub.

Beelzebub felt it before he even saw it, a shiver ran down his spine and when he finally looked at you, all his alarms went off. “I’m not.” He said, shielding Belphie from you. The action didn’t go unnoticed and only fueled your rage. “Hahaha, are you protecting Belphegor from me? A demon protecting another demon from a human… how unsual.”

Lilith was hitting your chest, crying desperately. “Beelzebub, you do look hungry.” You said in a melodic voice. Beel couldn’t believe what was happening, not again. He was being forced to choose between you and his twin. You hadn’t utter a threatening word but he could sense your intentions. You read him like an open book, his eyes, his posture, everything.

“Don’t worry, I’m not like your coward little brother.” You answered sharply before turning around and leave the room, this time no one tried to stop you.

Belphegor fell to the ground and silent sobs came out of him. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry Mc.”

Beel was left standing, a vicious feeling of emptiness that he has known all his life set in, but this time it wasn’t in his stomach, but in his heart.

Pt 13? ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ

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(sorry, can you keep this anon ;w; I'm just not assuming these thoughts HAHAHA thank youuuu 🙏)

I just read your trope about Yan!Wriothesley punishing reader and hhhhhhhhh the brainrottttttt

And then I thought "what if reader instead of submitting just... broke?" Like they became so desperate that they couldn't take it anymore and straight gave up on Wriothesley's cock. So they even started rejecting Wriothesley's advances because "what's the point anyway" with how sad, empty and desensitised the lack of his cock makes them feel

(please completely ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable ;v;)

ohhh yeah I’m glad that you asked XD

I thought for a while since I read your ask, and I decided to split this into 2 “ending”

Part 1 || Ending 1 || Ending 2

Pairing: Yandere!Wriothesley x Female Reader

Warning: Cheating, Manipulation, Inappropriate words, Happy ending (?)

You could not hold it anymore.Being a brat you are, if Wriothesley doesn’t give you, then you will find someone else to do it!

It’s not like only he has such a thick, hard cock and perfect skill!

You went out of the office, on your way to find another cock.

But it didn’t start well, because all the prisoners know you’re The Warden’s woman. You have become an unspoken rule in this fortress already.

It took a while for you to find a man who was dumb and horny enough to touch you.

This man has a pretty similar body build to Wriothesley, so you were looking forward so much.

But your hope soon faded when you looked at his naked body.

Oh… so not every muscular man has a big cock…

Your mood dropped even lower when this man touched you. 

He missed your sensitive spot, he didn’t prepare you enough, he barely touched other spots.

And more importantly, his look… somewhat different… somewhat wrong… 

At the end, your cunt was filled. But not that stretch… you haven’t cum yet… And that drove you insane! After that man left, you crave something big inside you more than before!

So you continued. The second, then the third…

DO THEY KNOW HOW TO PLEASE A WOMAN??? 

Wriothesley really did train you well. So well that only he can please you.

The more you found, the more you craved Wriothesley’s big cock, hands, tongue, and his vision-cold breath.

Even his face that you hate, now you missed it… Although you really want to scratch it, slap it, punch it, you missed how it look when his cock entered you… That satisfied and happy look…

Then something snapped inside you.

You’re done. 

The emptiness inside you, only Wriothesley can fill it, only he can make you moan and cry and cum the way you like. At this rate, even if you can escape the fortress, are you sure that you can live without him? Your hole can live without his cock?

You can’t run anymore… You can only live beside him…

That truth hit you hard. Then you realize what kind of person you have become.

A low slut. A woman who gives her body to anyone just to satisfy her lust.

How will Wriothesley react when he knows about it?

Wait, did he know? 

You were beside him long enough to know that Wriothesley knew everything in this fortress in his own way. You remember numerous times when he effortlessly busted you while you were about to escape successfully. Your face turned pale. Knowing him, he must know what have you done for these few days…

That’s why Wriothesley went out so early recently? Did he feel disgust? Disappointed? Did he get bored with you?

You panicked now that you figured out you couldn’t live without him. What if he abandons you? What if he found another woman? Then you will be thrown out like trash? 

The thought of being separated from him and his cock forever suffocated you, like a little fish without water.

So that day, you anxiously waited for him to come back. You were ready to confess your guilt and ask for his forgiveness. Hate him or not, you need his cock. The frustration from those sex with prisoners made you more itchy inside. You might just push Wriothesley down and put his member into your hole no matter what when he came back at this rate.

Wriothesley came back quite late that day. You realized instantly the smell on him. It was female perfume. You felt your world crashed, he found another already?

“Oh you haven’t slept yet?” He smirked at you “Are you having fun today?” His eyes squinted at you.

You were on your knees immediately, hugging his boot. You confessed everything and begged him to not leave you. You told him that you’re sorry, you’ll be good and you will die without him.

Despite your pitiful look, he detached your arms from him and looked difficult.

“I don’t know dear… Maybe I should let you go? You cheated on me… I’m so hurt…”

You’ve never been his girlfriend, you were dragged here by force. But your brain was too messed up to remember that. You only begged for forgiveness, saying that you were willing to do anything, just don’t leave you. You crawled on the ground, crying and clutching to his boot like your life depended on it and asking for his cock. You were too desperate to notice his wicked smirk.

“I just ask for your behavior and loyalty. It’s dangerous for you to be on your own. Is that too much to ask?” 

You nodded right after that and Wriothesley finally smiled gently, he crouched down to hug you.

“So we made up then. I’ll forget your “cheating”, and you will be my obedient Kitten from now on.”

He put two fingers inside your wet cunt. It clenched on his digits tightly.

You felt something broke inside you. This is it! This feeling, this touch that you wanted all that time. You laughed and moaned like crazy. Your whole body and mind were his now.

Seeing your state, Wriothesley smirked. He told you, no one can please you like him. He was even nice enough to let you test it yourself. He was glad that those men that he specifically chose and gave permission made you “satisfied”.

Looked like he didn’t need to use the “mind-control” portion that he had just bought. This result made him feel it was worth the disgusted look that Clorinde gave him when he sprayed her perfume on him

Part 1 || Ending 1 || Ending 2