#it's been forever since i posted a selfie so here

[seventh-district]

IRL photos jumpscare

[taurizzz]

—after breaking up with y/n, bada realises that howl isn’t the one she truly wants.

it was a nasty breakup between you and bada.

there were A LOT of tears from you while bada managed to stay stone cold.

“i don’t want to be with you anymore y/n, i don’t love you.”

you couldn’t believe it, you had just spent a year of your life with bada and you thought things were going absolutely fine. sure you guys had your arguments here and there, but which couple doesn’t????

“please bada,” you begged, “tell me what i did and i can fix it, please.”

“you can’t y/n, i’ve met someone else.”

those words shattered your heart.

she met someone else? bada… cheated on you?

your stomach dropped at the thought, you couldn’t even look the tall girl in the eye as you ran out the room, tears rushing down your cheeks.

it had been a year and half since that fateful night.

you stopped going to dance classes, you blocked bada on everything, you were slowly building yourself back up.

bada immediately noticed your absence in class, sighing to herself, trying to convince herself that she made the right choice.

when things started to get serious with you, it scared bada. she had never felt so strongly for someone before, much less another woman and the thought of the matter scared her. the unknown frightened her, especially in a conservative country such as her own.

howl was the conventional choice.

he could provide with things that you couldn’t, that a relationship with you couldn’t and her parents would actually accept this romance.

it’s not like bada wasn’t interested in howl, she did have a good time with him.

he made her laugh, took care of her, they barely fought, he was never jealous about her growing popularity.

howl was perfect, but he wasn’t you.

you. the chaotic girl from dance class who had a temper and never thought before she spoke.

bada found herself frequently checking instagram to see whether she was still blocked. always coming out a bit disappointed.

until one day, she wasn’t.

and she just had to click on your profile. it was purely for scientific purposes…

the newest post intrigued her the most. it was a picture of you and another girl with the caption “it takes time.”

bada noticed that you looked genuinely happy as she scrolled through your instagram for hours on end. she watched all your highlights, scrolled through your tagged posts, even watched your story.

it was a mirror selfie of you in a dance studio.

bada smiled sadly, she thought she may have been the reason that you quit dance forever but it was bittersweet to see that you were back at it.

it meant you were over her.

as she stared at your face, her eyes began to water.

howl was perfect, but you were everything to her.

she didn’t need a conventional life.

all she wanted was you, but it was too late. you’re over her and now she was the one silently begging for you to come back.

damn…

now that made me sad to write lmao.

but hope y’all enjoyed this lil angsty thing!

lots of love,

j <3

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Don't expect a call | Xavier Thorpe x Addams!Reader

Summary: Your and Xavier's relationship unexpectedly turn into something else over the summer

Word count: 1.9k

Request: 6, 9, 22 with xavier please!! I'm dying to see what you will write with them, knowing how awesome your works in general are! Have a good day 💜 ‘‘Would you just shut up and kiss me already.’‘ + “I wasn’t done kissing you.” + ‘’How can you be so blind?’’

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Following the death of Principal Weems, the rest of the semester was canceled and everyone went home. Students and parents crowded the hall with their suitcases, making it difficult to navigate. Lurch would be picking you and Wednesday up, but you needed to find your sister first.

Your shoulder was still tender from the arrow you took during the battle against Crackstone, but it was healing well. There will undoubtedly be a scar, but nothing too noticeable.

Your eyes searched for a pink blob, figuring Wednesday would be with Enid. Since the battle, the two have been attached to the hip.

During your search, your eyes fell on Xavier at the top of the stairs, leaning against the railing. He waved and you lifted your eyebrows. What could he want?

The heels of your shoes clicked as you walked up the stairs and made your way to Xavier. You and him had started on the wrong foot at your arrival at Nevermore, but you were good now.

A smile grew on his face when you appeared in his sightline, happy to see you were on your two feet and well. He tried to visit you at the infirmary, but you were already gone when he showed up.

''I heard you're a free man now,'' you said flatly.

Xavier nodded once. ''Yep. All charges dismissed.''

Although you weren't the one who wrongly framed him, you felt a little responsible for the time he spent behind bars. Wednesday needed to apologize for what she put him through. Those days and nights he spent in the small cell must've been long, sad and lonely — even for a solitaire like Xavier.

''I got you something. It's a thank you for taking that arrow for me. You didn't have to do that.'' He handed you a black box with a matching ribbon, trying to conceal how smitten he was for you. ''Welcome to the 21st century, Addams.''

You opened the top, impressed by the fancy wrapping, and revealed the small object inside the box: a brand new and shiny cell phone. Your eyes shifted to the gift giver.

''My number's in there already.''

''It's bold of you to assume I would need it.'' You closed the box. ''I hope you don't expect me to call you.''

Xavier shook his head. He would be waiting forever. ''No. Never. But I'd settle for a text, though.''

''Goodbye, Xavier.''

*

For the first weeks of being home, you ignored every one of his texts. You made it look like you didn't care, but deep down you were very happy to get a message from him. Thing kept telling you it was rude to not answer and that you should text him back, but Xavier knew to expect nothing from you. You doubted he was offended by your silence.

After a full month of silence, you started giving him short answers once in a while. He was surprised the first time you replied. He even sent you a shocked emoji of his face. But you had to tell him that the quote he was reciting was wrong.

And, you were starting to miss him. Just a little.

One late evening, you found yourself looking him up on social media. There were mostly artsy pictures of tubes of paint and dirty brushes, paintings, a garden you assumed to be in his backyard, and the most recent, a selfie of him and Ajax. According to the posting date, it had been taken a few days ago. You noticed Xavier's hair had gotten longer. He was now able to do a full ponytail without having shorter pieces falling out at the front.

He looked handsome.

*

Summer came, and so did Enid. After begging her parents to let her take a flight across the country to visit you and Wednesday — mostly Wednesday —, they finally agreed. Her mom said it was her reward for finally wolfing out, which sounded wrong to your ears.

Your parents were surprised when they saw her coming out of the Addams' black Cadillac, looking the exact opposite of their daughters, but they grew fond of her very quickly. After two days, she was already part of the family.

While Wednesday was slowly and secretly falling for the sweet werewolf who favored the color pink, you caught yourself developing feelings for Xavier. He had taught you how to make video calls and it was so much better than texting.

''What is this called again?'' you asked, seeing Xavier's face through the small screen.

''Facetime.''

''Oh. Yes.'' You always forgot the name. ''I like this.'' I like seeing you.

Xavier smiled, his dimples poking through his cheeks.

You began talking about the black dahlias you grew in your mother's greenhouse and although Xavier didn't know shit about plants and flowers, he listened to everything you had to say. He loved listening to your voice.

As summer went on, it was getting more and more difficult for him to hide his feelings. Even through a screen. He was falling hard for you. But you didn't like him that way and, although he deeply wished you would feel the same, he respected that. He liked you so much that he just wanted to be around you — or in your life —, including being okay with being placed in the friendzone, even if that was obviously the last place he wanted to be.

*

The leaves began changing colors and Lurch drove the Addams clan to the academy. A single black dahlia rested on your lap, which earned a confused look from your sister. If you wanted to bring flowers to your dorm, wouldn't it have been more practical to bring a pot?

You ignored her question and went back to looking out the window until the gates of Nevermore Academy came in sight. A strange feeling bubbled in your stomach and your mother didn't fail to notice the slight twitch of your lips.

After saying goodbye to your parents and Pugsley, Wednesday left to find Enid and your eyes searched the quad for Xavier. You spotted his best friend, and found the green eyed artist by his side.

A small smile curled on your lips, but you quickly composed yourself. To make up, you gave a death stare to the first year boy on your right. He quickly hung his head down. It wasn't nice, but you had a reputation to maintain.

Raising your eyes back to Xavier, you watched as he laughed at something Ajax must have said. It was nice to see him in person and not trapped in a tiny phone screen.

You smoothed your dress and went to him. ''Hi.''

Xavier's attention snapped the second you opened your mouth, a melody to his ears. ''Hi,'' he greeted back, trying to fight the smile on his face but failing.

Beside him, Ajax bit back a snicker, then excused himself.

''This is for you,'' you said, handing him the black dahlia you were holding. ''Grown in my personal greenhouse.''

A soft flush coloring his cheeks. Xavier acted standoffish with everyone, but you had him wrapped around your little finger.

A misogynist would be offended, saying men offer flowers to women. Not Xavier.

He accepted the single flower and twirled it between his fingers. ‘’It’s beautiful. Looks more a deep burgundy and a deep mahogany than black, though.’’

You scoffed lightly. ‘’Trying to impress me with your artist vocabulary?’’

‘’Is it working?’’

‘’No.’’

The corner of his mouth curled.

He would never admit it out loud, but Xavier loved when you’re mean to him. Your blunt honesty and one-liners that knocked people off their pedestals was part of your personality and he found it endearing.

Xavier's phone alarm went off and his smile fell. He fished the device out of his pocket, then read the reminder with a disappointed face. ‘’I gotta go. I have a video appointment with my therapist in ten minutes.’’

You didn't want him to leave, but you couldn't hold him back.

‘’Okay. I'll see you later.’’

‘’Do you...want to walk with me to the dormitory?’’ Xavier asked, holding his breath as he waited for your answer.

You gave him a single nod and headed toward the right aisle of the Academy.

As you were walking, Xavier’s arm could brush yours from time to time. Each time it did, you felt spiders in your stomach. You could smell his cologne too. A mix of pine and something else you couldn't decipher.

‘’After Dr. Kinbott's death and everything that followed, my father was quick to find me a new therapist. An expensive one that would fix all of his son’s crazies in the most secrecy.’’ Xavier scoffed, shaking his head at his father's terrible parenting. ’’She’s been helping me deal with the aftermath of my arrest and put order into my thoughts. I thought my life would go back to how it was before I got arrested, but it didn’t. Although I was proven innocent, some still believe I murdered those people.’’

‘’Tyler was the monster—’’ you quickly said.

‘’I know.’’ He dropped his head, his next words quieter. ‘’But I guess it’s easier to believe an outcast did it than the sheriff’s ‘normie’ son...’’

This made your heart ache for Xavier. He may be obstinate and irrational at times, but he would never murder somebody. Especially not Rowan, who he used to call his roommate and friend. They had a fallout a little before his death, but nothing that would have pushed Xavier to kill him.

If you heard anyone say something bad about him, they better run or they'll know what you're capable of. The Addams were known to be crazy, but you preferred to say wildly devoted to the ones you love — whether it be a friend, a family member or a lover. There's nothing you wouldn't do to defend or protect the ones you cared about.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you reached the boys' dormitory.

That walk was over way too soon.

‘’Xavier?’’ He shifted his green eyes down at you, your height difference more apparent when you were standing close. ‘’Before we part, there's something I need to tell you.’’

He drew his eyebrows, a wash of concern over his face. ‘’I’m listening.’’

‘’This summer has been revealing for me. I found in you a friend I didn't know I needed. I've always been a lonely person and I'm comfortable that way, but it's nice to have a friend. But as the days and weeks went by, I found myself looking forward to your every text and call and sometimes, I never wanted them to end,’’ you admitted transparently. ‘’It took me a while to figure out why I was feeling that way and why I always had spiders in my stomach every time someone mentioned your name. Xavier, I…I think I want us to be more than friends. I don’t know if that’s how I’m supposed to say it, but—’’

Just like in those horrifying normies rom-coms, Xavier crashed his lips on yours, interrupting you with a kiss.

You took a few seconds to react, not expecting him to do this, but then responded to his kiss, standing on your tiptoes and curling a hand behind his neck to pull him closer. Xavier’s lips moved over yours with extreme softness, kissing you the way he always wanted to.

You pulled back for air, finding yourself smiling when seeing a smudge of your lipstick on his face. It wasn’t that noticeable, but you liked that it was there. ‘’I've never been in love before, so I cannot promise you I'll be a perfect lover—’’

Xavier shook his head. ‘’I don't care. Perfect is boring anyway.’’ He held back a grin, pressing his forehead against yours. ''I prefer spooky and kooky.''

—

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[exeggcute]

well it's been almost six months which I think is long enough to break my posting embargo, so, uh: guess what! I got liposuction lol. specifically hip/thigh lipo to quell some pretty wicked dysphoria that stemmed from having such a feminine silhouette… and I have to say I'm really, really pleased with the results.

tbh my initial plan was to keep things under wraps for good which is why I haven't said anything about it yet (and even as I'm typing this up I keep debating whether to post it or trash it)—partly because I was/am worried people might Act Weird about it and partly because I get a little embarrassed talking about bodygendershit in general. but here we are. one reason I do feel compelled to finally share, other than being super happy about how everything went, is that I haven't encountered a lot of discussions about body sculpting as a possible avenue of gender-affirming care (although, to be fair, maybe I just haven't been looking in the right places) and I figured at least one person out there would be interested to learn about what I did and where I've ended up so far.

anyway. pics/details under the cut—nothing even remotely risqué (or yucky), I just know that body image stuff is fraught + not everyone is eager to hear surgery talk.

to be precise: I got tumescent liposuction of the inner and outer thigh, plus this ultrasound thing to help the skin shrink. a different surgeon who I consulted (but ultimately did not go with for a number of reasons) said that even if I got the results I wanted from lipo, which he claimed was unlikely, the affected skin would look loose/baggy/weird forever... and that surgeon was wrong on both counts lol. my elasticity was great bitch!!!!

they didn't take out that much fat overall, only eight pounds or so, but it's way more about the Where than the How Much. my actual surgeon (who kicks ass btw) said lipo isn't that great for weight loss per se, and what it's really good for is sculpting targeted areas—so basically exactly what I did. six months post-op I actually weigh about the same as what I did pre-op, but the distribution has held steady; more weight goes to my stomach now and less, proportionally, goes to my hips since there are fewer fat cells in that area now. so my silhouette retains its new shape!

the overall change is admittedly on the subtle side, since I'm pretty short and have wide hip bones (and you can't change your literal skeleton) but it's still gone a looooooong way. the main thing I requested from my surgeon was "I want to fit in men's pants" and boy did he deliver.

also a good place to note that if you're in the las vegas area looking for a plastic and/or cosmetic surgeon—this guy is board-certified in both btw—then I absolutely have the guy for you. feel free to DM me for details. lipo is clearly his specialty (and it shows!) but he also does a lot of breast revisions/mastopexy (i.e., fixing implants that other surgeons did a bad job putting in), regular implants, and face work (particularly facial feminization surgery). one thing that sold me on this guy was an enthusiastic yelp review from a local stripper who said he hid the incisions for her breast lift in her armpits so none of her clients would notice that she'd had work done... a true master of his craft

okay you've scrolled enough so I'll give you what you're here for lol. I don't have many pre-op pics because I was obviously unhappy with how I looked and was not taking full-body selfies on a regular basis, but here's a few I took ~2 weeks beforehand:

these super thin men's joggers were my go-to dysphoria pants, to the point where I bought five pairs in different colors, but now they're so baggy on me that they have the opposite effect and make it look like I have wider hips than I do. so I retired them from my wardrobe...

...except not immediately because I had to wear compression garments 24/7 for the first three months post-op and these joggers were just loose enough to comfortably wear a medical girdle underneath them at all times, 110° degree temperatures be damned. (not that I was going out much for the first month since I was soooooooooooo fucking bruised and sore lol.) here's a few post-op pics in the same style pants:

(first pic is less than 24 hours post-op, about to go to my follow-up appointment, looking greasy as fuck because I wasn't allowed to shower yet; second pic two days post-op and also post-shower, thankfully; third pic is about a month post-op.)

so, like, CLEAR improvement already. I will not be posting pictures of my black-and-blue-and-swollen-all-over legs but considering how puffy I was from getting internally pummeled with a cannula it's wild that I still saw improvement literally as soon as I came home.

recovery was obviously not a blast in the moment but I got off easy, all things considered. I was supposed to get drains put in and was Not looking forward to that at all lol. the first thing I asked when I woke up after surgery was "how many drains?" because they weren't sure if I'd end up needing two or four, but it turned out the answer was zero. no drains!!!

I did have to lie with my feet elevated for the first two weeks straight, and had major bruising that receded over the first month (you could barely see my regular skin underneath all the mottled spots), but little to no nerve pain, no weird complications, and I was more or less back to normal after six weeks. also noelle took very very good care of me and was brave about injecting me with blood thinners so I wouldn't get clots and die :)

when I went into it I was fully expecting to get huge vertical scars up and down the sides of my legs (and had made peace with it!) but instead I wound up with four tiny incisions like this, each less than two inches long:

what's totally crazy is that the scars are basically Gone now. like even when I'm trying to find them I struggle to locate the ones in the front. I joked to noelle that if someone did an autopsy on me they might not figure out that I'd had cosmetic surgery, especially since the skin on my thighs is back to its normal color and texture. (in this scenario I like to imagine that it's dana scully giving me the autopsy and I'm in an x-files plot where instead of regular lipo I got alien lipo and mulder figures it out purely by accident.)

with lipo it can take up to a year to see the full results but I already feel so much fucking better in my body that seeing old pre-op pics throws me for a loop. and I can absolutely wear men's pants now—pants for short and stocky men, to be fair, but actual regular men's pants and not exclusively Pants For Men With Huge Butts And Legs. which is the only style I could even hope to fit in before. and even then it was a stretch.

big pic dump of shitty mirror selfies taken over the last few months:

:)

(also I really debated sharing this one but I already included it in the yelp review I left my surgeon so fuck it: here's a tasteful before-and-after in my undies where you can see my bare legs for easier comparison. left pic is one week pre-op, right pic is about five months post-op. including it as a link instead of embedding it in the post in case your boss happens to be reading over your shoulder at this very moment. also this is the one and only time you will ever see me stripped down on tumblr dot com so don't get used to it lol.)

[feralbeeast]

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[moderndaylestat]

I MET SAM!!! AGAIN!!!

Yesterday was a fever dream. I didn’t think I’d get to see him let alone talk to him but it happened! Here’s the whole story:

@suikamelon6 found some info saying the base camp for the Newsreader filming has been set up. I decided to go check it out after work since my office isn’t very far away. It was raining all day and I had no clue if Sam was even filming that day but I decided to take the chance anyway. And I’m SO glad I did!! turns out Sam was filming and I found out the actual filming location (it was a completely different place from the base camp). I made my way there.

They were mainly filming inside a venue so I couldn’t see anything, but there was going to be an outdoor scene too so I stuck around. I was there for around 15mins and then a crew member came over to tell me that Sam and Anna would be arriving soon. Then a car pulled up right in front of where i was standing on the street and Sam was inside!!!!! Thank god I was given a heads up beforehand because otherwise l would’ve had a complete meltdown if Sam in full costume just got out of a car right in front of me 😭

I said hi and Sam looked at me like he recognised me and was like “you were at the Newsreader premiere!” HE RECOGNISES ME!!!! he knows who i am!!!! This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me!!! Anyways, I asked for a photo and he said yes as long as I don’t post it until the season is out. We took some selfies and i’m short so he bent down to fit in the photo 😂😂 I’m sorry that I can’t share the pics yet because OH MY GOD HE LOOKED SO FUCKING GOOD!! He was in full costume, Dale wig and all. He was ✨glowing✨ !!!

He then filmed inside the venue and in the meantime i met up with Suika and another friend as we waited for the outdoor shoot. It was a short scene of just Sam, it was done in 4-5 takes and we saw the whole thing! He was so focused during the entire shoot, it was evident that he puts a lot of thought, effort and concentration into his acting.

Afterwards we talked to Sam some more. He’s so down to earth and easy to talk to! For someone who’s supposedly introverted he’s actually very chatty, he jokes around and makes you feel at ease. It’s like talking to a good friend! I asked him if he’s going to the Newsreader event on the Gold Coast and he said he’s not sure yet and then he was like “wait, are you going?” Gold Coast is like a 2hr flight away from Melbourne, it’s kinda far! I said “I’ll go if you go” and he was like “haha you can just see me here”. He’s so right, i’d much rather not spend all that money on flights and accommodation if I can just keep seeing him in my hometown.

Anyways ahhhh Sam is so lovely and engaging in conversation! And so humble and hardworking too! He grabbed food immediately after he stopped filming, he probably didn’t get to eat between takes. i was like “you must be exhausted” and he just shrugged and smiled. What a sweetheart!!!!!

I had such a wonderful experience, Sam was amazing and all crew members were incredibly lovely, telling us where to go and what was happening. I had the time of my life!! Forever grateful to my crazy good luck about being at the right place at the right time. Sadly I didn’t take any pics of the set, I didn’t want to get in trouble. Maybe next time they film in public (IF there is a next time!!) i will have more pics and things to share with you! 🥰

[smoshkidtv]

VIDCON 2024 THOUGHTS

hiii!! this will be a VERY long post detailing some of my favorite parts of attending vidcon this year! all of it will be under the cut but i'll post my main takeaway here:

i feel very fortunate to have been able to go to vidcon considering the absolute golden era of smosh that we're in! being able to meet the whole cast was amazing and something i will cherish forever.

BUT something i will cherish much more fondly is getting to meet the friends i made through watching smosh! i don't have many friends irl who watch smosh (besides me yapping about them to my partner), so finding a community online who loves them as much as i do is amazing. the fact i got to meet and hang out with them despite our distance is truly a blessing that i will never forget. for those of you reading this post, you know who you are, and i love you guys so much!!💕

thursday, 6/27 - i was so nervous i could barely sleep! not only was i going to the smosh m&g, i would also be meeting my online smosh friends for the first time irl!

- we got to watch anthony's ISADW matpat live, and it was so fun and informative! i love listening to matpat talk and shoot the shit with anthony ^^ - i watched smosh the movie for the first time while waiting in line for the smosh m&g! surprisingly funny movie (with some really cringey parts ofc lol), i'd give it a solid 6/10!

- the smosh m&g wasn't until 4:30pm but we lined up early since tommy posted on the smosh ig story that the first 25 or so people in line would get a free smosh hoodie! i did end up getting one, and it's a smosh essentials hoodie in brown (seems to be a vidcon exclusive since the website only shows a black and white version!)

- i got to meet smosh and record them on my 3ds! i've already posted the gif version of the video, but here's the version with audio! (favorite bits: spencer being amazed by my 3ds, shayne saying "impressive," ian pointing at my purple wolf socks, and damien saying i had immense aura!)

- here's another version that's a selfie! i couldn't upload the video version, but some highlights: ian going "woaahhh 3ds" and chanse recording me recording him! (my hand was so shaky lol)

- of course, my photos with the whole cast! (spencer didnt get the memo that we were supposed to be doing a cute photo afterwards LOL)

friday, 6/28 - woke up super early to make it to the smosh live: vidcon edition panel!

- my friends and i all got dressed as characters from "that damn neighbor," and i got to be their cletus! we were even featured on the smosh ig story ^^

- we got a shoutout during the panel! it was so awesome for them to recognize us and dub us as "the neighborhood!" - THEY ASKED MY QUESTION FOR IAN AT THE PANEL!! i was lowkey freaking out and i loved the response he gave! also, i submitted another question for ian that said "has anyone say next to you at lunch yet?" (my other two friends got their questions for trevor and angela answered as well!!) - we rushed over to the smosh mouth live panel right afterwards (for those wondering what the panel was about, they talked about boobs lol)

saturday, 6/29 - went to hank and john green's panel, they're really funny and it was cool to see the two people who taught me science and history growing up lol

- we were heading to mari's m&g and got surprised by all of ogsog being there! i almost teared up in front of mari just connecting to her as one of the only WOC i watched growing up in the early days of youtube ^^

- we made it to the live "hotdog is a sandwich" panel for mythical kitchen! the whole cast was there and they were super funny ^^

so yeah. vidcon was so fun and i was very fortunate to meet my childhood heroes. i love my friends and i love smosh <3

[not-your-teddy-bear]

forever flowers

pairing : myoui mina x reader

summary : mina loves flowers and hates that they die.

warnings : none; fluff

requested : naur <3

notes : cross-posted on ao3 (yourteddybear)

"I hate flowers," she had said. Standing in front of a quaint little hole-in-the-wall flower shop, it seemed like an out-of-the-blue statement from your girlfriend.

"I thought you loved them," you replied. "I've gotten them for you every anniversary, so this is kinda awkward."

"No, I-" she chuckled at your joke, lame as it was, "I love flowers, I just hate that they die."

"Well, I can't really control death, hun."

"I know, but..." she drifted off. "I just wish there was a way to preserve them forever. I mean, look at those flowers," she gestured to the beautifully arranged carnations and bouquets, "they'll wilt tomorrow, lose their beauty."

No more was said, the two of you walking off further into the night market, but looking at Mina's side profile, her oddly melancholic expression, you began formulating a plan. So maybe you couldn't control death, but that wasn't going to stop you from making Mina's day.

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The ring of the doorbell broke Mina out of her thoughts. Ever since your date to the Cheongdam-dong night markets, you had been acting weird. When you would usually call her to say goodnight, she only got a brief sleep well text, and when you would update her with pictures of your day, she only got a selfie in your car now and then.

Safe to say, Mina was worried.

So, when she looked through the peep hole and saw your bright, familiar face looking well-rested and happy, all the muscles in her body unconsciously untensed.

"Hi." Mina would be lying if she said your charming smile and soft voice she had missed so much didn't bring butterflies to her stomach, even after all these years.

"Hi." A beat. "You didn't tell me you'd be coming over."

She saw that familiar flash of mischief in your eyes and immediately knew she was in trouble. "Why? Do you have someone over?"

A sigh and the rolling of eyes, followed by Mina stepping aside to let you in. She turned away from you as you walked through the threshold, but you had caught a glimpse of that small smile she tried so desperately to hide.

"I have something for you," you said, as you followed her into the living room. "You'll love it. Probably."

"You got me something?"

"Yes."

"Why? What did you do?" Mina was joking, she trusted you completely, but the sudden gift after a week of almost no communication was admittedly suspicious.

"Nothing. Can't I just get my beautiful girlfriend a present?" You revealed the bouquet from behind your back, and delighted in Mina's surprised look.

"You said you loved flowers but hated that they died. Well, here are some flowers that will never die. I call them, "Forever Flowers"."

Mina didn't speak for at least a minute, but you weren't worried. You knew she was a woman of few words, and, not to brag, but it was a pretty good gift.

"Honey? Earth to Mina."

"You..." she started, before she tackled you in a hug.

"Woah, careful there. Wouldn't want to break your flowers. That would kinda be counterproductive." You tried to shield the LEGO flowers from the crushing embrace, but she never let up.

"Thank you." It was said so softly, you almost didn't catch it."

"You're welcome," you said. "I mean, if I knew you'd be this excited over some LEGO flowers, I would've gotten them for you earlier." Unfortunately for Mina, you had this habit of ruining sentimental moments with stupid jokes.

"It's not really about the flowers," she replied. "They're beautiful, don't get me wrong-"

"I was almost incredibly offended." She pretended to be annoyed by your teasing, but you both knew she secretly loved it.

"As I was saying," she began again, "no one has ever done something this thoughtful for me."

It became quiet again. Neither of you said anything, because you saw the vulnerability on Mina's face. Throughout the course of your relationship, it was rare for Mina to be completely open. She had assured you it wasn't because she didn't trust you, or that she had any secrets to hide, but still, she never really shed light on her life before you.

Without a word, you leaned in and kissed her. Your lips moved in harmony, as you hoped to convey all your feelings, your hopes and dreams for a future together where you could continue to be the thoughtful partner she deserved.

"Any time, love."

[redhairedwolfwitch]

f you for ruining barcelona for me - Aitana Bonmatí x Reader - Part 2

A/n: here's the link to part 1 - Secret Love Song + here is the anger that follows the heartbreak

Barcelona was the first place where you had ever fallen in love, right up until the day you left, needing to escape the ghosts of the past. The nature of the secret relationship, hiding from the world, it ruined a lot of things for you, even in the sweet moments, you two were so desperate to hide. 

You couldn’t watch certain tv shows because you’d watched them with her in a blanket fort in her home or your former one. Certain songs made you grimace because you’d danced the night away with her in your kitchen or hers. You almost cried at the movie being shown on the plane because it was one you’d watched alone, on an evening that she had something more important to do.

You hid out in England with a few acquaintances you’d met during international duty, having been called up for some friendlies after showing your skills at Barcelona had grown. Nobody knew you’d gone from fuelling yourself with desperation for Aitana’s attention, to fuelling yourself with anger, because you deserved better.

You were hiding out in England when the summer transfer window opened, and your free transfer to Wolfsburg was announced. You’d become a free agent when choosing not to renew with Barcelona, much to the team’s disappointment as time ran out for your renewal to be announced like they were hoping. Only Jana, Mapi and Ingrid knew you weren’t going to stay, eventually the captains found out too, but nobody really knew you had left Barcelona at first.

Until you posted on your stories, a mirror selfie with a chosen audio that left Aitana’s skin crawling, and nearly everyone else who saw it confused. Jana replied to the story saying she missed you, whilst Mapi spotted the new tattoo you’d gotten, then enquired about the music, and the lyrics on the screen with the selfie.

‘I heard you’re better off and you’re doing fine, I heard that you’re in love, good fucking try. Did it even hurt, ‘cause you didn’t cry, I know we said forever but I guess we lied…’ the music sampling another of the artist’s that Aitana had heard before, playing in your home back in Barcelona. She hoped you weren’t calling her out, but then your farewell to Barcelona post came up on her Instagram feed.

‘Barcelona, the city and the club, it’s time for me to say farewell. You have been with me since the start and watched me grow as a player, and as a person. But it’s time for me to move on, the city is haunted with ghosts, but I will never forget anyone, you all taught me so much. You taught me what I really deserve, and I will take that with me in my next adventure. Barcelona, you saw me fall in love, but you also saw my heartbreak, and how I lost myself. I am finding myself again, and I know what I deserve. Wolfsburg, you will not know what is going to hit you, but first up is the World Cup. Te amo, Barcelona siempre<3’

You weren’t exactly subtle with your farewell message, a mix of sadness and passive aggressiveness that made it clear that you were nursing a heartbreak, and it was because of that, that you decided to leave.

The post was from days ago, but somehow she had only just seen it now, spotting that you had posted something onto your story too, from hours ago. She almost smiled as the video showed you singing along to a song on the radio, before realising what the song was, making her heart ache. ‘You made me hate this city!’ your voice echoed in her ears, making her close instagram and wipe away the tears. She had convinced herself you deserved better, better than her.

It didn’t help that your leaving had become gossip around the Barcelona team, wondering what the hell had happened to drive you to leave, or in some cases, who the hell had driven you to want to leave, because they all thought you would stay.

None of them knew you were in a relationship, but Mapi and Ingrid admitted they both thought you had something going on. Jana knew the truth, even though you had never told her who it was, she figured it out.

“I was there. She would cancel plans on them, string them along, refuse to be seen together in public, even in a cinema in the dark! They smiled less, just wanting her to look at them during training, to celebrate their goals together, but my best friend was not a priority to her, not like her career. She made my best friend her dirty little secret, then walked away! She ruined Barcelona for them!” Jana didn’t mean to rant, going from calm to angry too quickly, but the song playing over the stereo didn’t help, knowing the song had been one you had listened to in the car to the airport. Crash and Burn by Maggie Lindemann.

“When-”

“Día de San Valentín.” Jana sighed, feeling tears prickle in her eyes but she ignored them in favour of her phone buzzing with a message from you.

“Where are they now?” Irene enquired, knowing that you were definitely not in Spain after seeing some videos of you hanging out in England with some WSL players, then some photos of you exploring Germany with some of your new teammates.

“Waiting on a plane for the World Cup.” Jana replied, sending you a reply for a safe trip, even if that was in the hands of the plane and the pilot, more than yourself.

“You mentioned training and goals… someone on the team? And none of us noticed?” 

Jana caught Aitana’s gaze for a moment, but she didn’t drop Aitana in it and tell them everything she knew.

“So desperate to hide, my best friend hid everything, but they wore their heart on their sleeve, before it was ripped out when she walked away on Día de San Valentín… it was bad, but they loved her, so they never talked shit about her, even if it was deserved. You were a terrible girlfriend, you ruined Barcelona for them, and you ruined love too.” Jana’s voice was quiet, but stern, not realising she was holding Aitana’s gaze for a little too long, until Mapi was frowning, and Ingrid turned to see if Mapi was thinking what she was thinking.

“Wait a second-” Mapi was about to call out what she saw, but her phone lit up with a notification of your close friend stories, where there were several recent updates, including a close-up selfie of you at the airport, sat at the gate waiting, and looking half asleep as you stuck up a peace sign.

Another photo showed one of your national teammates curled up asleep in the uncomfortable airport chair, then you had a video of the view of the tarmac, with a fragment of your reflection in the glass, headphones in and a song attached to the video. Fletcher’s ‘fuck you for ruining new york city for me’ but you had added a note ‘*barcelona’.

Clearly you were still healing…

[reynita9]

having one of the most interesting self perception phases of my life because of the ways my body has changed since I was assaulted in 2022. I am finding that I need to talk about it. The accomplishments I’ve worked towards and achieved shine bright in my life, I have so much to be grateful for and proud of that others may never understand. I feel good, but still have been hiding myself— from being my authentic self, from doing what I want to, from dressing how I want to, behind modest behavior in an attempt to cling to an un-promised sense of safety, goodness. I don’t want to hide anymore because I love the woman I am and the way that I care for myself and those around me. I feel incredibly weird to be posting selfies online even tho when other’s do it I don’t think anything of it. I am choosing to as a pop-quiz self assessment to force myself to stop hiding. This trip I’m on is radical in that I am here sheerly for pleasure, using time energy money amongst other resources I have worked my ass off for. The concept of travel for fun has literally never occurred to me or felt possible, so it feels like I’m working through a lot to allow myself to create fun times. It’s simple but I have to learn how still. But it seems to be working, I feel so blessed to be here, and expanded by all the newness I’m experiencing. I am proud and entirely grateful for my relationships and want to learn to stop hiding in them too. I love people so much. I don’t know if this will make sense to others but it isn’t for them. I won’t keep the muzzle on forever. Won’t delete this for 1 week, and then I can assess. Goodnight

[julianalvarez9]

author's note: here's a list of the works i loved to read during the month of may that i can't quite recomend enough with just a reblog, so i decided to do a whole post about them!! enjoy them and don't forget to leave feedback, it's always appreciated by writers <3

indicators: (s) for smut, (f) for fluff, (a) for angst.

martin ødegaard

captain's lucky charm by @fallinforerling (f)

martin needs a bit of extra motivation to perfom at his best during training, and taking you with him to the training center is just what he needs (even if his teammates tease him about you being his lucky charm).

make up by @808heartz (a/f)

your jokes about forgetting your date with martin make him more upset than you expected.

to have and to heal by @yellowkitkieran

single working dad martin odegaard is navigating the ups and downs of parenthood all on his own, and he’s struggling. that’s not to mention football, life and... love?

joão félix

untitled by @yuoluver (f)

joão is your college crush, and you are his. he comes every day, 5 minutes earlier than you, and requests that we have your coffee ready before you arrive.

j’suis sa baby by @minnlix (s)

fwb with joao can never end well when feelings are involved.

white-hot forever by @minnlix (a/f)

you didn’t realize how quickly your life would spin out of control when he leaves to play football in another country, and you definitely couldn’t have predicted his going-away gift either.

kai havertz

trouble by @greykitkepa (a/f)

kai thinks he won’t have a problem having a fwb relationship with tuchel’s niece, since you’re only in town for the summer. he is so, so wrong.

rúben dias

mani joahae by @masonjpg (f)

following his third premier league win, you question the nature of you and ruben's relationship.

selfie partner by @rubendiasatl (f)

finding your neighboord taking selfies in the elevator can be the start of something.

most important by @melanieph321 (f)

you can always count on rúben, even if he knows that you son will always be the most important person to you.

(untitled) by @bluenumbernine (s)

rúben's breeding kink comes to the light.

headcanons: height gap by @oh-saints (f)

princess by @oh-saints (f)

planing to surprise your boyfriend for his birthday. domestic!rúben is good for the soul.

paddock by @oh-saints (f)

rúben was only supposed to enjoy another favourite sport of his over the weekend in monaco and she was only supposed to drag george russell from the william’s garage, for the driver hung around too much with alex albon. but life, as we know it, never made it as simple as it seemed.

2+1 by @808heartz (f)

when you and rúben start posting less of each other, fans start to speculate.

pedri

just best "friends" by @didishawn (s)

even if everyone thinks you two are already dating, you two are keen on mantaining you're just friends. but you two very much like each other, and things scalate when you start playing fight.

secret by @pedrithink (f)

everyone thinks you and gavi are dating, but you have eyes for someone else.

tret alexander arnold

untitled by @judeswhore (s)

dirty talk is what trent enjoys the most, joined by having being between your legs.

gio reyna

more than friends by @808heartz (f)

one second you’re making a pillow fort and the next you’re telling your childhood best friend that you love him.

john stones

(untitled) by @bluenumbernine (f)

you can always count on john to calm your racing thoughts.

it's me, isn't it? by @bluemoonstonesy

riling each other up turns out to be you two's favorite sport.

pablo torre

campeón by @pedriscroquettes (f)

protective!pablo headcanons (especially at the celebrations for winning la liga!)

leandro trossard

for lovers who hesitate by @808heartz (f)

drunken confessions and pounding headaches with a fearful regret in the morning. but at least, he takes your makeup off for you at night.

sure thing by @808heartz (f)

meeting leandro’s teammates isn’t as bad as you thought it’d be.

mason mount

been here all along by @mm-xix (a/f)

mason's new girlfriend is driving him away from you and your friend group, and it wouldn't be so bad (although it is) if he hadn't forgotten to attend his best friend's birthday party.

ben chilwell

(untitled) by @englishfairylights (f)

stealing ben's hoodies comes with a sweet revelation.

[nightsinbluevelvet]

A little rant

Occasionally, I get messages from people who are provoked by what I post about Matt and Jonathan, so I thought I would try to clarify my views again. I realise it's easy to misunderstand things.

I do not assume they're a couple, nor have I ever said I do. In fact, I think that would be unlikely, as long as Matt remains married. Wanting them to be together is not the same as believing or assuming or claiming that they are. Above all - whether they're able to be together or not - I want them both to be happy and to be in each other's lives forever (since that's what they seem to want).

The ones who accuse me seem to be full of assumptions themselves. (And perhaps they don't know what it can be like to be in a long marriage, with children...). It's important to remember that fans without any inside information don't actually know anything about anything. "But he's married!" isn't really an argument here. There's no way for us to know what their relationship looks like right now. From the limited interactions we see, they barely look at each other. On their way to the Critics' Choice Awards, Matt posted a selfie with Simon, calling him "the best date" - yet Jonathan was the one he kissed and looked blissful with. The valentine's day getaway could have been a desperate attempt to save their marriage. The "I sure do love him" birthday post by Matt wasn't very convincing at all. It's all too easy to pick up subtle things like these, and interpret them as Matt trying to convince himself, above all, of his happiness with Simon. He certainly doesn't seem to feel the same explosive tenderness and joy with him as he seems to feel whenever he's around Jonathan. But just to clarify, I'm not "assuming" these things either, just saying that it's just as easy to interpret everything this way.

As for Jonathan - sure, he briefly mentioned once that he was seeing a "lovely man." That doesn't have to mean anything anymore, and cannot be used as an argument for why he and Matt are "just friends." It's very hard to imagine that another man could mean the same to him as Matt does. For all we know, he could have been referring to Matt (just kidding!). Their bond is, undeniably, rare - and something that most people don't get to have. "Beyond soulmates" is more accurate than "just friends", but I'm not sure even that is enough to describe their love.

I'm very intrigued by the way Fellow Travelers has transformed people's lives - both the lives of fans and those of the people directly involved with the series. Fiction and reality have merged, and created something beyond measure. It's beautiful and should be celebrated.

[quicklikelight]

Been forever since I posted a selfie here and I look different than I did before so! Here we go. Featuring a cowl I knitted with hand dyed yarn (speckled finch studios DK in "Sweater Weather" which I would buy a sweater quantity of!!!) and new pink glasses.

[winderlylandchime]

I have had this question brewing inside my brain since I first read your latest fic. And it got me wondering what do you think Brian’s (and Justin’s) social media would look like. I keep trying to imagine what their posts would look like if the show was set during instagram era. I feel like Justin would have some art, daphne, himself and maybe traces of Brian on it. But the idea of what their social media would look like now when they’re in their 40/50s is so interesting to think about and I for some reason can’t even imagine it. Probably because every time I think of Brian now on instagram for some reason that Gale photoshoot where he’s in a pink button up on a couch pops into my head but that’s Gale not Brian lol

Hello dear sweet anon!

I love this question!

Here are my thoughts, but they’re just mine. Obviously QAF aired before social media existed, so we can only imagine.

We know from canon that Brian has an eye for visual arts (we see him consult art books for his work in advertising, he has a nice camera, etc.). Justin obviously does as well. I think Brian would be the type of guy to post every once and a while. He would only use the grid, no stories. And it would all be a little artistic and abstract. Like an empty beer bottle, a lit cigarette, train tracks. No people, nothing like that. Sometimes things so weird you would want to know was that a photo that got taken (and then uploaded) accidentally? What does it all mean?

Justin, despite having a good size amount of pretension, I think would be much more likely to have a typical social media presence. Pictures of friends and family, some landscapes and other artistic shots, and some fun selfies. Maybe you see Brian in the back of one of his selfies. My guess is he would also have a professional account for his artwork.

What do others think?

(sorry for the delay in replying, I’ve been traveling and working while traveling so I haven’t been on tumblr in forever)

[bamboobrat]

succession s4 e1 recap: bridget random-fuck and the logan roy selfie fiasco

happy return of succession, everyone! and with that, my completely unhinged and ridiculously time consuming recaps. i was honestly not sure i wanted to go down this rabbit hole for another season, but given that it is our last, i think i'll have to.

my coping mechanism currently is complete and utter denial. let's see how long that lasts.

we start off the episode at the most depressing birthday party there ever was. did you think the season one birthday party was bad? at least there was baseball and logan nearly dying. in season four it's all greg calling himself an honorary kid and fingering a girl called bridget in the guest room.

something tells me logan is regretting teaming up with tom and greg right about now.

in california, the siblings are pitching investors on a new media venture. as per usual, there's a lot of bullshitting involved and i can't tell if kendall is high or not during all of it, but it's nice to see the sibs be a team - at least for now.

back in new york, kerry is not happy with greg bringing bridget random-fuck to logan's party. couldn't agree more.

as for shiv, she is totally fine with the idea of tom getting a drink with naomi pierce.

this is definitely the face of someone who is fine:

if this was any other show, i'd launch the theory that shiv is pregnant right here. but this is succession, so that seems unlikely.

also, maybe i'm just projecting, knowing that snooks is pregnant.

either way, we've got a fantastic shiv episode on our hands. can't wait for sarah to win all the awards.

connor is polling at one percent, but is getting squeezed. as willa says, it's all super greedy, since his opponents already have all the other percents.

frankly rude to do my guy con and the conheads dirty this way. what would an election be without an unhinged billionaire, i mean, i can't remember. it's the american way.

anyway, this is the look of someone who has just been reassured he will still be part of the business, even if he gets a divorce:

super reassured.

bridget random-fuck keeps causing problems. first, she posts about a pierce family member being at the birthday party on social media, then she asks logan for a selfie saying, and i kid you not, kar-ching.

all the unhinged gerri kellman lesbians immediately notice her in the background, judging.

bridget is like an unhinged version of greg in the first episode of season one. good for her.

meanwhile the birthday boy is having a great time without his kids. nothing screams birthday like contemplating your own mortality.

i've also seen some posts that are like "wow so much has happened in ONE year", indicating that this is logan's 81st birthday, but i'm not sure. they don't mention his age specifically, so i think we can just live with the ambiguity of whatever timeline we are comfortable with.

i personally think it's been a few years at least. if not, shiv and tom's marriage would have lasted what, six, seven months? rude.

after shiv's phone call with tom, the kids start realizing that logan is planning to buy PGM (again), and they immediately back out of the business venture they have been planning for the last few months.

and the award for most delusional goes to kendall for this comment:

roman is the only one that's not into buying up a dying media conglomerate because he is a girlboss. he's really the only one who wants to build up a new company from scratch and i'm so proud of him.

what a journey we roman fans have been on. truly.

logan takes his best pal, colin, on a date, and we realize, once again, that logan respects the people who work for him more than he ever will his children, because his children have been given everything all their lives.

logan does a whole "is there anything after death" shakespearean monologue and the odds that he will die by the end of this season are forever in our favor. this pleases me:)

connor wants to use his wedding as a political stunt, which makes me think the timeline of this season will be super short. will all the episodes take place during the ten days leading up to the election?

seems strange, given that they travel to norway, but it's an interesting thought.

greg has sex in the guest room and logan has CCTV. or at least tom wants greg to believe he does. anyway, i don't really want to get into it. poor bridget.

gerri, it seems, is still out in the cold after the dickpick ordeal. truly destabilizing to see our queen on shaky ground, but also good for her that she gives less of a fuck, leaving karl to look like this:

perfection. he is and will always be a true foodie.

anyway, logan doesn't take the news that his kids also want to buy pierce well.

on the west coast (in napa?), nan is truly weaponizing her liberal image and the whole "i'm just an old lady who doesn't understand capitalism"-vibe.

it's a sight to be seen.

roman, of course, sees right through her.

but it doesn't really matter, because the roy kids are too occupied with waging war on their father to notice they are getting played.

and to think i'm lowkey rooting for this idiots...

greg doesn't want to see what happens in guantanamo and leaves dealing with random-fuck to colin, the one true hero of this show.

gerri is straight up not having a good time.

we need to save her.

the kids offer up 10 bill for PGM. it feels extremely rushed and stupid and driven by revenge, but i'm glad to know roman knows how many zeros there are in a billion.

someone get him to new york asap so he can show gerri.

the kids win the bid and logan is not happy:

this is the look of a girl who needed a win. bless her heart.

because eventually, shiv goes back to new york and has to face tom, the traitor, disguisting boy from st. paul who wants her to talk....

... and if you know anything about being emotionally repressed, you'd know that is absolutely not an option.

so they lie there for a bit and hold hands and all of a sudden i realize that this stupid show has done it again. they made me care about a bunch of terrible, rich people. AGAIN.

i hate you, jesse armstrong, i really do.

during the last scene, we get one of the best lines of the episode:

logan is at home, alone, watching ATN and calling cyd to complain. i honestly can't tolerate cyd slander. that being said, i do hope we get a war of the networks between ATN and PGM moving forward.

if you stayed with me for this entire recap, congrats. you're just as demented as i am.

for next weeks episode, i need more gerri. i bet you are all surprised to hear that.

[mawarimichisae]

Happiness From Love Spread Afar / Part 2 / Aira FS2

Aira Feature Scout 2 Story Translation, Part 2 | Prev.

Characters: Aira, Kohaku | Writer: Suika

"...Your happiness seeps over to me as well ♪"

Season: Winter

Time: Next Weekend

Aira: (.....I haven't talked to Anzu-san at all since then.)

(No, it's not that she hasn't reached out, it's more that I've been avoiding her. )

(For the time being, we made plans on Holdhands for tomorrow, to talk about my Feature Live.)

(It's just, I haven't taken any candids for Anzu-san that seem usable yet....)

(Uu, thinking about tomorrow's meeting is making me gloomy! I don't want to go....)

(I'm really no good, huh. As soon as there's something I don't like, I start to run away.)

(I want to do something about it, but if I knew how to, I wouldn't be struggling now....)

(No, worrying too much isn't good. Today's work is over already, and it's the day of my precious release event!)

(I can't keep on being gloomy forever. I've got to be excited while wearing a smile, or else it'd be rude to the idols I support!)

(I'll think about the candids after the release event is over! ....Alright, it's about time I head to the venue ♪)

Nn? There's someone by the entrance?

It's Anzu-san!? Why is she here? Could she be looking for me....?

(Ah, our eyes met! S-she's coming over!? Sure enough, she came here looking for me!)

(Somehow, Anzu-san's expression looks severe! She must be angry that I was avoiding her!)

(I want to run away, but avoiding her was my bad......but still, I'm scared! For now I'll just--!)

Kohaku: Kohkohkoh ♪ Caught ya, Love-han.

Aira: Kohakucchi!? Since when did you get behind me....!?

Kohaku: Pardon me, Love-han. Anzu-han said she would go meet ya face-to-face, so I lent her a bit of help.

Aira: No way! Kohakucchi, you traitor...... I mean, at this point, all I can do is pardon you....

Wait, Anzu-san!? You're already this close....! Uu, I'm sorry for avoiding you!

Eh. You're not here about my lack of communication, and you're not really mad? More importantly, you have something you want to ask....?

Kohaku: Both me and Anzu-han were curious. At that time, why did Love-han leave?

Aira: Like I said, that's because I was meeting Hiro-kun.....

Kohaku: But that day Hiiro-han said he wasn't meetin' ya, Love-han.

Aira: H-how did you know......

Kohaku: You see, I thought Love-han didn't want to keep talkin' about that topic, so you went off somewhere.

Hey, Love-han. The you that loves idols - why do you not want to show that in your candids?

Aira: Uu, it became about this after all, huh.

"The fact that you love idols, do you think of it as an embarrassing hobby you can't tell others?" you say?

That's not it! There's no way I would think in that way!?

Kohaku: Then why did ya run away at that time?

Aira: Umm, it's really not like that, how should I say this--

R-right! Aren't fans tired of seeing the me who likes idols?

And so, I thought my candids would be inadequate if I used that idea.....

Kohaku: If that's the case, you shoulda said that from the very beginnin'. It's not enough reason to run away.

Other than that issue, isn't there another reason why you ran away?

Aira: That's....... Hie! Anzu-san, so close!? You want to hear the real reason, you say.....?

Until you hear my true feelings, you won't move from there? Anzu-san, somehow isn't your pressure super strong today!?

cue stressed Aira animation

Aira: Ok, ok, I understand! I'll tell you!

Well, my fans....they like me, so they would come to my live to see me, right?

Despite that, they would see my pamphlet - wouldn't they be unhappy to see a photo of me following a different idol....

That's....I started to think, maybe that's not the 'me' that everyone wants to see.

But, I couldn't think of any other candid options. See, I often post selfies on social media anyways....

If the candids aren't any different from my normal photos, it would just be the 'me' that everyone knows already......

.....I became more and more lost on what kind of photo would be suitable to display on my pamphlet.

I thought there was no other choice but to refer to my beloved idols' work instead.....

Kohaku: So that's it. .....Thank you for honestly tellin' us, Love-han.

Aira: I'm the one who's sorry for keeping it a secret. I caused you two trouble.

Kohaku: Now that we understand Love-han's reasons - how about we get goin', Anzu-han?

Aira: You're leaving just like that... eh, you guys weren't planning on coming to the release event?

It's fine, but you two won't be able to participate in the release event, you know?

Are you ok with that?

......You'll wait for me, so go enjoy the release event?

We~ll, if you guys are fine with that.......

Time: After a few hours

Location: At the release event venue

Kohaku: Oh. He's back, Anzu-han.

O~i, Love-han. ....How was your long-awaited release event?

Aira: Everyone was amazing...... Rabu~i ♪

Kohaku: Kohkohkoh ♪ That face tells me ya had heaps of fun.

Aira: The live stage was the best, the MC was amazing too, and the minigame corner was godly as well..... [1]

I thought, 'I've worked hard this whole time so I could come here today'..... truly, I'm glad I came ♪

Kohaku: A towel, button badge, tote bag, and a shirt. Ya sure bought a grand amount of merch too.

Aira: That's right! They're all release event-exclusive - I especially like this one~.....

Anzu-san, did you take a photo of me just now? ......."Pictures to use for my Feature Live"?

Aira: U~n..... but like I said before, I'm not sure my fans would be happy seeing me support another idol.

"It's alright"? Because I was making a very happy face?

Kohaku: I rea~lly understand Anzu-han's sentiment. I can feel a ton of happiness from Love-han right now.

When I watch Love-han bein' so happy, your happiness seeps over to me as well ♪

Aira: Kohakucchi, you said that before too.

Kohaku: When someone precious to you is happy, don't ya naturally become happy too? [2]

So I think that's why I like goin' to idol shops with you, Love-han --

Because you show me so many happy-lookin' faces. See, Anzu-han is nodding too.

Aira: "When they see you straightforwardly having fun and spending time on what you like, everyone will surely be delighted"?

I see....that's right. I get really happy just by seeing the idols I support smile, too.

Not just the smile I wear on stage for the audience, but also my smile for when I get closer to my favorite idols..... [3]

I think my fans would want to see that smile.

Yes - thank you, Kohakucchi, Anzu-san. Could you use those photos in my pamphlet?

If my fans become happy while watching the me who happily pursues my beloved idols....

Then once again, I'll become incredibly happy in return ♪

Kohaku: Kohkohkoh ♪ Love-han is happy, so your fans are happy, then Love-han becomes happy again too.

Happiness circles 'round and 'round, 'till it feels like it can spread all the way to the ends of the earth.

Aira: Now that we've decided that, Anzu-san! Please take more and more photos of me!

I'll keep on becoming happy, and deliver a ton of happiness to everyone. Aira~bu.....⭐

Aira's vocabulary died here. felt that one

CUTE. that's it that's the note

Aira uses the term 触れている = sawareteiru = touching/approaching. I want to interpret this as meaning when Aira "gets closer to" or "brushes against" his ideal idol as both a fan, and in terms of his own identity as an idol.