#it's something I really enjoy picking apart because you can see why both characters do what they do and understand them but also see why

[incandescentflower]

On ep 5 of Dark Blue Kiss and what is striking me most at this point is how their life circumstances are almost completely opposite.

Pete is financially sound, Kao has to worry about money. Pete gets support from his father both with money and with that open support for his relationship. Kao feels the need to support his mom finanically and doesn't feel free to tell her about his relationship with Pete. Kao feels like he has to constantly work to get where he wants to be, Pete has people constantly offering him opportunities.

I find that really interesting.

Pete's reactions test me, but I do appreciate that people around him are calling him on it - Sandee and most of all Kao, that he does tell Pete that he doesn't give him chances to explain and just reacts and Pete does say he'll try even if he seems to think he won't be able to do it.

These two characters talk. They know each other and their tendencies, none of their challenges are surprises, and there is communication happening, but obviously not about everything.

I just wish that Pete could understand why Kao thinks he has no alternative here. He seems pretty disconnected from that even though he is being told directly.

But Kao also doesn't recognize that Pete's insecurity does seem to stem from not being able to be clear about their relationship to others and that hiding things from Pete is going to be a much larger betrayal than simply having the argument about it in the moment.

It's very interesting to see all this conflict happening and they are openly communicating, but it's about their needs being in direct conflict and how difficult that is to manage in a relationship.

[gay-dorito-dust]

lmao this is my first time giving a request. Could you maybe do dick Grayson head cannons?

Most of these hdc come from my little brain that I thought fit Dick in general, it’s not based on stuff (some of them are but not all) if ppl agree or don’t agree, I couldn’t care less honestly. Also thanks for the request anon, hope you like it! 🫶

I know I write him as a little goofy goober but he tends to play up this character so that he doesn’t have to open up about anything. Is it foolproof? Not entirely and it solely depends on the person and their relationship to him,those of whom that pick up what he’s putting down, and those (you) who can easily see through this facade and know something is up.

He’s more often than not the type who will become more affectionate in private where it’s just you, him and Hayley. Dick doesn’t need anybody else other then you two, his confidants as he so playfully called you both one day, and he’s more then content then he’s ever been.

Older sibling syndrome is strong in this boy.

Foot wars are a common occurrence in your shared apartment as you push against the others foot with your own to see who’s going to be victorious, only for you to accidentally smack him in the face with your foot and the foot war becomes ten times worse, seeing as how as Dick often wins them more then you did.

He will never stop feeling guilty about Jason’s death. Never. That boy who was filled with love and life and claimed that being robin was magic was still within Jason somewhere, dick just knows this to be true, even if Jason loves to claims that that little kid was gone.

And while he’s glad that Jason is back in his life, dick couldn’t help but feel as though he could’ve done better by him at times, holding onto that guilt and shame for not being their for his brother that still killed him inside to this day whenever he saw Jason laugh and or smile at something. It hurts but Dick will never stop being in Jason’s corner, not once. If Gotham was against Jason then Dick will gladly be by Jason’s side, to show that his allegiance to his brother would outweigh a lot of things.

(I’m so normal about dick and Jason being brothers can’t you tell 🥲 leave me here and be delusional)

The same applies to Damian also, which is why your mostly acquainted with both Jason and Damian in comparison to the rest of his family because they often come over by pure coincidence, or because dick dragged them by their ears with a smile on his face.

Insists that you cling onto his legs while he does pull ups and or sit on his back while he does push ups as he lets you count.

Complains to you when he looses the nightwing look alike contest, and to Jason no less, which no one that knows him personally allows him to live down.

They (Tim and Stephanie) even make memes out of it.

Has Hayley as his Lock Screen, you as his Home Screen. Both wearing cute matching pyjamas. So when he’s on his phone people think he’s smiling at his picture of Hayley -which is true- but he’s also smiling at the picture of you also.

His family pester him about you a lot, even Bruce asks when he’s going to meet you, claiming he’s not going to get any younger should Dick hold back on introducing you to him.

Even Alfred gets in on this as well but Dick always has an excuse locked and loaded when these questions are asked, but even he knows that Bruce knows that it’s all bullshit, however he doesn’t say anything outright incase Dick didn’t feel comfortable introducing you to them yet.

Wears only boxers to sleep or boxers and a light blue shirt, it depends on what he’s feeling really.

Loves living in the moment with you as you enjoy the others company without feeling the need to fill the air with chatter, you could just both exist and still love each other regardless because Dick didn’t feel the need to talk all the time, so moments like these were what he longed for most.

Ungracefully fell on his ass in fuzzy soaks once and hurt his tailbone in the process. It was funny until he asked to you put a bag of ice on the afflicted area.

Loved narrating what you and or Hayley do in a goofy voice that never fails to make you smile.

Doesn’t open up immediately but once he does it’s a sign of trust. He admits to his flaws in past relationships and how he wasn’t the most faithful and often saw commitment as a challenge. He understands if you see that as a sign to leave the relationship, he doesn’t expect anything from you, but if you did stay then he’s more then happy to not repeat those mistakes in your relationship.

Knows that people see Bruce when they look at him, he expects it because after being with him as long as he has it was only logical that he picked up some habits along the way whether he liked it or not.

Has a big heart but claims that Jason’s heart was twice as big because he’s so full of love and believed in love.

[miraculouslbcnreactions]

Since reading that ask about Chloe where you linked Sara Z videos, I wanted to ask, if you'd be willing to share, what you plan for Chloé in your rewrite of the show. I'm not asking if you "think she should be redeemed" bc that is a child in a cartoon lol-but I mean to ask how you'd write, well, whatever happens in her story. Growth or not or a roller coaster of ups and downs.

Overall I really enjoyed your changes to the world and characters and I think about that version of Miraculous often. The scenes where Adrien tries to talk to Chloé about her behavior really stood out to me. I'm just curious to pick your brain a little lol.

(Post in question)

I am a total sucker for a good redemption arc. I like seeing people change for the better! However, just because I like a redemption arc doesn't mean that I'm going to throw one in for no reason. This is especially true for Chloé since redeeming Chloé is not something that you can do with ease. It eats up a lot of screen time because Chloé is not an easy character to redeem. She needs a lot of active attention. That's a problem because this isn't her story. It's Adrien and Marinette's, meaning that the only reason to redeem Chloé is if you want to tie her into one or both of their character arcs.*

That's why I don't blame anyone for ignoring Chloé or only hinting at redemption. Unless you're making her the main character or giving her a big role in the lead characters' story*, you really shouldn't redeem her. The show actively shows why! Felix, Sabrina, Nathalie, and Gabriel's "redemptions" all fall incredibly flat because those stories lacked substance. They needed a lot more screen time to work and a formula show is never going to be able to pull that off.

Now that I've given those disclaimers, let's talk about why I would absolutely take the time to redeem Chloé if the format allowed for that kind of story. The answer is quite simple: Adrien needs an arc focused around setting boundaries and learning that you can't live your life focused on making others happy. An arc where he learns how to decide when he wants to give someone a second chance and when he wants to give up on them. He also needs to learn that giving up on them is okay. That you can't set yourself on fire to keep others warm.

This arc cannot be about him and his father. Adrien is too young for that. The power balance is too stacked against him. He can't cut his father off at fifteen and the arc can't happen after the terrorist reveal makes cutting Gabriel off a possibility in spite of Adrien's youth. That's way too much way too fast. You need a less serious relationship to give this arc to so that it can take its time to be messy and complex. When you embrace the hinted at childhood friendship between Chloé and Adrien, she becomes the perfect fit for this kind of arc. A person who Adrien has equal power to and who he can muddle his way through things with, letting them both learn and grow into better people, setting the stage for Adrien to avoid completely falling apart when he learns the truth about his father. That's why Adrien so desperately needs an arc like this. His naive little sunshine self simply isn't ready to face the Gabriel reveal until he's done some major growing up.

Obviously you could use this setup to give Chloé a damnation arc, but as I said above, I'm a sucker for a good redemption. I want Chloé to be a better person and find happiness! There's also the fact that a damnation arc doesn't work as well as a redemption in this context. It's important for Adrien to be able to make the choice to give Chloé another chance and to have that choice be a struggle. Something he really has to work through. If he abandons Chloé and never looks back or welcomes her back without a second thought, then you're not setting him up to deal with the fallout of what's coming with his father. Chloé needs to feed like a proper proto Gabriel. You want her and Adrien's story to end in a way that makes you feel like he really is as ready as he could ever be to face his father.

It's also worth noting that, if Chloé really was Adrien's childhood friend, then she should have some sort of relationship with Gabriel and/or Emilie. She should know the Agreste's family dynamics way better than any of his new friends, which is another reason why I like redeeming her. I want Adrien to have someone who really gets it.

*If Miraculous was the kind of show where side characters consistently took center stage for a while, then Chloé being redeemed without a clear tie to the leads could work. It's a nice way to pad out the run time and is what I originally thought the show was doing with her. But Miraculous has no interest in giving anyone a proper story, not even the leads, so I'm still baffled by the choices the writers made with Chloé. I will never fully get what was going on there.

[strwbrryeyes]

tsuki and reader who loves video games :3 whenever reader finds a new game, they always talk about it to tsuki and have him try it with them at least once!! if tsuki likes the game, reader considers it a huge win; although tsuki doesn’t play a lot, if he sees reader playing a game he likes, he’ll sit with them and play for a bit <3

𖦹°｡⋆ Actually not boring (tsukishima x reader)

⟡ cw: no pronouns used i think, fluff, a little cussing, not proofread, lmk if i missed anything.

⟡ a/n: i kind of went off prompt i'm sorry </3 i just could only see tsukishima acting like this asdfghjkl hope you like it anyway but also i'm sorry if its bad im still getting used to writing again! alsosorryhinata-

“What the hell are you doing?” Tsukishima asks as he walks into your shared bedroom to see you at your new light blue and white PC setup. You turn around in your chair to face him with a bright smile on your face.

“I’m playing on Kenma’s new Minecraft smp!” you excitedly say to him as you pull him down to your level to show him how Kenma, Hinata, Kuroo, and Bokuto’s characters are all standing around the spawn area.

“Seems boring,” your boyfriend squints his eyes as he looks at everyone’s skins “what in the world is Bokuto’s avatar? it looks ug-”

“Isn’t handsome?! Just like me!” A loud screech from Bokuto comes through your headphones and cuts off Tsukishima and bursts your eardrum as you forgot to mute your mic and deafen. Tsukishima groans and rolls his eyes before grabbing your mic from your desk to bring it up to his face.

“No but it is ugly like you.” Tsukishima says into the mic causing Bokuto to shout and hit your character as if it was Tsukishima but you punch him back to get him to back off. After that small distraction, you deafen yourself and turn to look back your boyfriend.

“Jeez, thanks babe, now my ears are bleeding,” you glare at him and he scoffs shaking his head, “Why don’t you play with us? I’m sure you’ll have fun!” you change the subject to try to convince Tsukishima to play with the group but all he does is plop on the bed on the otherside of the bedroom.

“Minecraft is boring and childish, we went over this when you tried making me play with you last month.” Tsukishima says in a monotone voice as he scrunches his face.

“But this time it’s mod-”

“Nope, don’t care you can’t convince me.” He cuts you off not even giving you a chance to finish what you were saying making you let out a huff and turn back to your PC.

What you were trying to explain before you were rudely interrupted, was that it was a modded Minecraft server with a bunch of different tech, magic, and animal mods and that you really thought he would enjoy it since some of the mobs that were added to the game were different types of dinosaurs you could tame and ride. You shake it off not caring enough to try to convince him again for now.

After about an hour and a half, you and Tsukishima are still in the same spots as before doing your own thing while talking to each other occasionally. The both of you had ordered dinner since neither of you were really up to cook or go out so Tsukishima had paid for the food so long as you agreed to go down the the apartment complex lobby to pick it up from the delivery driver.

“Babe, food is almost here you can go down to the lobby now.” Tsukishima told you making you groan out of annoyance because you were working on a tech project with Hinata on the server and didn’t want to leave him alone for the fear that Hinata may break something important (he isn’t very good with minecraft mods).

Regardless, you deafened your headset after telling Hinata you would be right back and to not touch anything before standing up from your seat and turned to face your boyfriend “Okay, I’ll go get the food but can you come sit here and make sure Hinata doesn’t touch anything?” you asked Tsukishima with puppydog eyes and a pout that he couldn’t resist so all he did was sigh and sit at your desk like he was told, making you happy and then off you went to get the food.

After you left, Tsukishima didn’t pay much attention to your computer screen since Hinata had told everyone in the game chat that he was going AFK to go to the bathroom and after knowing Hinata after all these years, Tsukishima knew Hinata would be in there for a while so Tsukishima was just scrolling through his phone until he saw movement on your screen in the background. He figured Hinata had come back from the bathroom but it hasn’t even been that long so he took it upon himself to fully look at the screen and what he saw was Bokuto and Kuroo running around what seems to be your base. At first, Tsukishima wasn’t too worried but still kept an eye on them incase they did something stupid because if they did and you came back to something being wrong, you would blame him for not stopping it. Nothing was out of the ordinary until the two avatars came back into frame with a…dinosaur? Tsukishima couldn’t really process what was happening except for the fact that these two bafoons were dragging a large mob that was named ‘Kei’ with a lead and away from your base. Confused and annoyed Tsukishima picked up your headset and undeafend it to hear what Kuroo and Bokuto were saying in proximity chat.

“Bro, they’re going to kill us!” Bokuto sounds worried as he follows Kuroo around.

“They’re AFK she won’t even know it was us, she’ll just think Shoyo did it!” Kuroo quietly shouts as if he didn’t want other people to hear. ‘What an idiot’ Tsukishima thought before unmuting the mic.

“What do you think you dumbasses are doing?” Tsukishima says seriosuly into the mic causing the two to stop dead in their tracks.

“Kuroo made me do it!” Bokuto finally yells into his mic before running away into the distance leaving Kuroo behind.

“Listen, Tsukishima, you don’t have to tell [name],” Kuroo says nervously as he unleads the dinosaur “I’ll just leave it here an-” Kuroo is cut off by Tsukishima running towards him with a sword but is slowed down when he runs out of hunger giving Tsukishima the leverage to kill Kuroo.

Now that those two ‘idiots’ were gone, Tsukishima took it upon himself to inspect the mob that looks like a dinosaur. He smirked at the fact that it was named after him, thinking it was cute and also mounted it with a saddle to he could ride it a bit.

A few more minutes go by and Tsukishima is still playing around with all the mobs you have already found in the short time you have been playing and was (un)surprisngly amused, so amused that he forgot that you weren’t even in the apartment until he heard the door to the bedroom open,

“Sorry I took so long, I had to talk to the front desk about a package that I was supposed to get…” You walk on saying but got quieter when you saw your boyfriend flying in the sky on a dragon. Tsukishima didn’t even want to turn around because then you would see that his face is red from embarrassment so he just kept flying in circles until you forcibly turned the chair around to make him look at you with a smirk plastered on your face. “Whatcha doin there, my love?” You smugly ask him as he struggles to find the words to say.

“I uh- I um stopped Bokuto and Kuroo from stealing your pet!” Was all your flustered boyfriend managed to say. It wasn’t often Tsukishima would get flustered like this but everytime he did, you would soak it in to make sure you never forgot it so naturally, you took a picture. 

The picture snapped him out of his embarrassed state to glare at you but witht hat shit eating grin on your face, he knew he had no choice of redemption so he caved and told you everything that happened with annoyance but excitement in his voice.

“Oh! I also got you this giant wolf looking thing! It was right outside your base and I thought you might want it!” Tsukishima exclaims like a child as you sit ontop of his lap giggling as he showed you things he thought were cool after he was adamant not hearing you out on how he should play on the server too.

“Kei, my love, your PC is right next to mine,” you manage to let out between giggle as you point to Tsukishima’s barely used computer set up that he sometimes used for work and to occasionally play other video games with you “Why don’t you just play with all of us? I’m sure they wouldn’t mind!” you once again ask him to join the server but all he responds with is a sigh and a look that automatically says no.

“They’re going to make fun of me for being a nerd!” Tsukishima ends up pouting not being able to stay seriously annoyed at you for too much longer and all you can let out is a single ‘Ha!’ before kissing his forehead.

“They aren’t going to make fun of you! They’re just as big of nerds as you are! Kenma is literally working with a magic mod while Kuroo is making a rocket to go to the moon with Bokuto while me and Hinata are making an automatic cooking station so we can open our own restaurant!” You explain to Tsukishima, telling him more about the different kinds of mods that are on the server which only intrigues him even more making him agree to play on the server on the condition that you two make another base further away from everyone else so no one could bother him too much which you agreed to.

Before setting up everything Tsukishima needed to download on his own computer, you both travelled a couple thousand blocks and found the perfect biome to start your modded minecraft journey together and moved all of your belongings and pets there so you wouldn’t have to go back and forth. Once everything was moved to your new area, the both of you logged off for the night to go eat your now cold dinner and agreed that you would play more tomorrow night and that you would both learn what each mod does before focusing on one specific mod.

Tsukishima wouldn’t show it, but he was actually extremely excited to play on this server with you and his high school friends since he never really got to see them anymore and wanted an activity to bond over with you. He was happy and he has you to thank.

BONUS:

~Half an hour after you and Tsukishima logged off: Hinata Shoyo’s apartment~

Hinata groans as he leaves the bathroom walking back to his desk, muttering something about how he shouldn’t have eaten that much mac and cheese. 

As he sits back down and exits the menu/paused screen of minecraft Hinata is left speechless as he looks around him and sees that mostly everything that was once there is gone except for a few of his own chests and a few signs that you left behind that read ‘Sorry Shoyo, Tsukishima is making me live with him now’ ‘We can still work on the restaurant but we cant be roommates </3 - [name]’ Hinata sighs as he finishes reading the signs and starts to walk away to go find someone else to hang out with until he sees another sign a few blocks away that says ���haha loser - tsukishima’ and at that point Hinata just decides to log off.

[xx-j4nu5-c4t5-xx]

look what finally remembered it has a tumblr account 💀 hi everybody

I drew a couple premades with colors based on albums that remind me of them, thought y'all would enjoy

nervous - who really cares (tv girl)

ripp - sports (modern baseball)

I ramble about them under here

janus shut up about tv girl challenge 💀 this isn't even really my favorite band lmfao I just feel like it suits nervous and pascal so well. there's this overwhelming vibe of longing in that whole album, like you had something wonderful and now it's gone and you're scared that that was the peak of your life, and it's all downhill from here. now it's just the memories and the bitterness and the things you left in each other's apartments. OUUGGH IM RGRGH AUGH

drawing-wise I like how nervous's drawing turned out. I have a tendency to absolutely destroy my colors and make them all muddy and blended so being limited to like five colors total and having to use the screen tones and dithering effects and stuff made it feel really... sharp, I guess? I don't like how it interfered with some of the details (like the face) but it was definitely a good way to tie everything together. main gripes with this one are the bandage on his leg (I know the blue is like symbolic or something but why is it so much darker than his skin it looks stupid) and the brick in the background because WHAT HAPPENED 😭 I finished this drawing at like 3am and I really thought I knocked it out of the park with that

ripp's is definitely worse though. the cover for who really cares is incredibly simple, but the one for sports is a whole picture, and I feel like I didn't lean hard enough into the yellows that dominate most of it. the piece looks nice, don't get me wrong; the colors are way richer than I usually would've chosen and it looks awesome, but... it doesn't look anything like the reference. which was kind of the idea. with nervous's, even though it's not incredibly similar to the album cover, you can see where I'm going with it. I don't think anyone would know that ripp's was based on the album cover unless you told them. I set myself up for failure the second I used more red/orange tones than the yellows and creams. whoopsie daisy I guess

I can't really pick out a single song that reminds me of ripp from this album, but I feel like the whole thing gives off "I need to get out of my hometown asap" vibes, as well as the weird awkwardness that comes with figuring out what to do next, which I feel absolutely screams ripp. go struggling small town boy! struggle to navigate early adulthood!

anyway idk I kinda hate both of them just because I've been staring at them for probably six hours combined and I'm about to explode

I might do more of these with other characters but there's not a lot of other premades that I associate with entire albums rather than random songs so idk we'll see

as a parting gift here's a shitty doodles of pascal and nervous as the dogs from twin fantasy by car seat headrest

(the words in the background are random lyrics from the album)

[restinslices]

Ngl now I wanna read MK1 LKBS reacting to Twilight in headcanon bullet point format 😭

Pretend I put a joke here

Bi-Han

Bi-Han probably hates a lot of things 

Twilight is quickly added to his list 

You know how you can hate a movie, show, book, whatever but have a favorite character? That doesn't happen with Bi-Han

Fuck Bella, fuck Edward, fuck Jacob, fuck EVERYBODY 

The fact that he managed to finish the first movie is a miracle. He for damn sure ain't watching the rest and/or reading the books. You gon have to stab him 

“I'll divorce you if you don't” “I'll get the paperwork for you”

I don't think he'd like any parts of it. There's not a single redeemable thing in that movie 

The type to get mad at Bella and pause the movie to do a lap so he won't destroy the TV 

His main question is “why are y'all doing all this for a girl you hardly know?”

I legit don't think he'd enjoy any parts of it. MAYBE the soundtrack, and that's a big MAYBE 

So many things would bother him. Why is stalking romantic? Why are you risking your family's life for a girl you hardly know? Why is Edward not considered a pedo? How has he not met someone yet? Why is Jacob stuck on her?

There is nothing redeemable about Twilight to him. I think every minute for him is agony 

I don't think any of them like Twilight but I feel like he hates it the most 

In turmoil

Kuai Liang

He doesn't like it either but he tries to be nice and hide it 

He hides it poorly 

A very pained smile whenever you look over at him 

“You like it?” “Yes… 🙂” “Great! Let's watch New Moon!” “There's more?😧”

Does he watch the others? Possibly 

Will he read the books? No

I don't think he'd be fond of any of the main characters either

He’s not a fan of love triangles and he also just doesn’t like the characters

Favorite character? Maybe Angela 

She gets hardly any screentime so she can't do any wrong 

That soundtrack is nice tho-

I don't think he's in as much agony as Bi-Han, but I don't see him liking Twilight 

I'm not even sure he's even into romantic movies 

Do I think he's against romantic movies? No. Do I think it's his favorite genre? No. It could be like, top 5 or something 

This isn't me jumping on the Twilight hate train because I like Twilight in a sense, but I just don't see any of them genuinely enjoying it and being apart of the Team Jacob vs Team Edward debate 

He for sure ain't rewatching the movies 

His niceness is only going so far. At some point he gotta deliver the news to you 

Bella's lullaby is his shit now tho 

Tomas 

Supermassive Black Hole is a nice song 

So… he doesn't entirely hate it 

Like it though? Um… he likes that you like it

Unlike the other two, he'll read the books but he's only reading them because he's like “these movies gotta be popular for a reason. Maybe the books are better”

Does he finish? Probably not 

The love triangle ain't even balanced fr, so he's not really intrigued by that part

I can see him being into the supernatural stuff but I mean, it's not like it's super expounded on 

Is he Team Edward or Team Jacob? Neither 

Bi-Han hates everyone, Kuai Liang doesn't like love triangles, Tomas doesn't like Bella 

Playing both sides when it's convenient for you is something he's not fond of. Pick one and stay on that one 

Who’s his favorite character? He jumps from side characters 

The main characters are probably never his favorite. They're always doing something that makes him raise a brow 

I can possibly see this becoming a series he hates so much, he feels the need to rewatch it 

He spots plot holes and now he can no longer unsee them

He really does try to pick a team if you want him to but it's like “I know who she ends up with so what's the point?”

The point is to be part of the community Tomas 

“I thought you didn't like Twilight” “I need background noise” “...” “I need to feel something” “I get it”

Love hate relationship 

He just like me fr 

[elderwisp]

Hi, hello, if possible could we please get a tour/images of Frances and Dan's house, I really like how you decorate and it would be great to see how both styles mix in the same space, please? PD: Frances is my fav and im suffering and excited all at the same time. Is she okay? Watching movies or having a burnout because shes avoiding her feelings?… This is so long… :3 Youre doing so fcking great!!, i'll be waiting next update bye <3

;A; Of course! Their apartment was difficult to decorate at first because of their styles being on different spectrums but then I started thinking more about where they are at in their lives which helped piece things together :D The kitchen area is still a bit of a WIP but I'm pretty content with the bedrooms! Also I haven't completed the bathroom yet as I am looking for some specific CC:

The Kitchen:

⋆｡°✩ The kitchen feels like a mishmash of random items. Certain items I picked from Frances's previous apartment and the inspiration I was going for was two college students buying items from a thrift or antique store. The mugs don't really match, everything is a hand me down but it's got character LOL

The Living Room:

⋆｡°✩ The living room also having older furniture mixed in with modern pieces I'd imagine was bought from Amazon hehe. They have a large record collection that's on display, referencing Dan's love for physical media and Frances's appreciation for music. I'd imagine that piano though being slightly broken but still Frances loves it nevertheless... Sort of like her relationship with her brother, Atlas!

Dan's Bedroom:

⋆｡°✩ I love Dan's room so much. It's something that's so out of my typical style which is why it was my favorite to build! I wanted to lean more into like an early 2000's Urban Outfitters, Alexa Chung sort of indie vibe and I like all of the little pieces. Especially the cute dessert pieces by SourClown! I imagine Dan broke into her old house to bring that fish tank

Frances's Bedroom:

⋆｡°✩ Frances's room is cluttered but an organized chaos. Her wall is covered in posters and photos of her friends. Their desk is filled with school assignments and random notes. I thought the cluttered desk was a nice contrast to Dan's bedroom not having a desk to study on just to show the difference in their approaches to school. Frances's bed is tucked into the corner as I imagine the corner is safety for her although I would love to find a wired bed frame where the edge of the bed is open :3

Lastly THANK YOU SO MUCH! I'm glad you're enjoying it! ( ╥ ᴗ ╥) We haven't seen Frances in a minute, haven't we? I'm so pumped you noticed that. A lot has changed within the time she's had to say goodbye to Icarus but I'll leave you with this: Sometimes when we find ourselves unable to control certain elements in life, we can tighten our grip on the things we feel we can direct as a way to ground ourselves in a new reality. For Frances, that's a person (⊙_⊙)

[velvet-glory]

Thank you undueodium for the template! It was a ton of fun to fill out 😊

Extensive thoughts below the cut! (Warning: very long...)

Necessary disclaimer that all of this is of course just my headcanons and how I perceive the characters. I'm not claiming I know the Ultimate Truth™, but these two guys have claimed basically 99% of my brain capacity in the past 7 months and mean the world to me. I thoroughly enjoy picking them apart and analyzing them both as individuals and a pair because they scratch an itch in my brain that I simply can't get enough of. But as with all things, we resonate with different things in fiction and in life. Anyways, enjoy!

Boothill being ace

This is something I always worried talking about in public, since talking about sexualities in fandom spaces feels like SUCH a risky topic I usually don't even want to open, but it's very important to me. Being ace myself, I personally see him as sex-neutral to favorable. I think it's an activity he didn't mind doing, and even saw as occasional fun, but it wasn't anything really special. He preferred building strong emotional bonds with his family and friends. Romantically I think he had one or two crushes, but never really anything serious. The life he lived didn't allow for it, and the (queer)platonic bonds he had were more than enough.

With the change of his body, the physical aspect fell away, so it’s purely a mental thing now, and he already had next to no desire for it before. When the opportunity arose, maybe he would take up the offer, but he was also just too busy wanting to hunt Oswaldo down to indulge in pleasures like those too often. He didn't see people in that light and didn't miss it. (I also think that there were some... more forceful people that were curious and really wanted to experience what his cyborg body was capable of, which only turned him away from sex even more. So now it became a conscious avoidance, too, on top of the lack of attraction and medium-to-low libido.)

Sex really only starts to feel special once he gets with Aventurine, as he sees it as a way to bond and feel loved. I think sex is a very integral part of their relationship (but if I got into that, this would get WAY too long). It starts to feel even more fun and Aventurine is mighty pretty—seeing him blush and gasp and moan is what's rewarding, not the physical aspect and involvement of his body (especially since I hc that he can't feel anything below the neck aside from maybe his groin thanks to emulators). It's also why I see him more as a service top—Aven's pleasure comes first. That's what makes him feel pleasure. That gets him that mental high.

Aventurine riding him feels good not because of the actual act and feeling, but what it stands for. The power Aventurine holds over him. The intimacy it embodies. Knowing that he is the one to reduce Aventurine into a sweaty, moaning mess. How they both lay everything bare for one another.

There's also the fun aspect to him realizing that sex actually does matter to him in the context with Aventurine. Where losing his genitals wasn't really something he cared about too much in regards to sex (this can also be seen through a gender lens, but I'll be focusing on it in a sexuality way), some insecurity may creep in. If it matters to the person he loves, of course it also matters to him. He just becomes very aware of... everything. About their differences, both in the short-term and long-term. How that will affect the... everything they have. Whatever they have. There's a lot to unpack here. I promise I'm trying to keep all of this as brief as I can but I'm failing.

Boothill and touch

For Boothill, it's not about the actual, physical sensation, but about the intention behind it. Getting kissed on the inside of his wrist, where a pulse would be, is special. Where his heart beats even more so. To have Aventurine treat his body with care and affection—treating it human, despite him not even seeing himself as alive anymore, nevermind human, even if he laughs about it—is what gets to him. It also makes his spine such an insanely vulnerable place to kiss and touch, since he has to expose his back for it. The places his body has been scratched/damaged, like on his lower abdomen, are also highlights.

Basically anything goes and is fine to touch, but the more vulnerable a place would be when made out of flesh, the more intense he feels about it being touched and kissed. And especially his neck and face, since those are still human.

To be accepted and appreciated for what he is now, and not like he is lacking anything, is what matters. And Aventurine does just that.

Aventurine being demi

Aventurine being demi feels kinda self-explanatory. Even if he may use sexuality and sensuality as a tool, I don't think he truly experiences that attraction until a strong bond has formed, which... has frankly not happened often, if ever. Nevermind romantically. That requires you to be vulnerable and allow others close to your heart. That's what made the bars a little difficult to fill out cause... there's so many walls he has put up, but he acts in certain ways. He acts flirty and sensual, but it's not genuine. It is and it isn't. He's a walking paradox and probably struggles to really understand himself, too.

But Boothill makes him feel safe, which makes him want the man carnally (lol). It lowers the walls around his heart. Nothing sexier than explicitly being asked for consent and being respected and loved by a sexy cyborg who wears his heart on his sleeve, I'm afraid. Plus, I think Boothill not actually having a human body massively helps him in overcoming the first hurdle regarding his trauma.

Aventurine's sensitive areas

Similar to Boothill, the more vulnerable an area, the more it means for it to be touched. Especially his chest, hips, inner thighs and neck are sensitive and feel the best. Boothill kissed his stomach once and he has been obsessed ever since. His lower back? Yes please. Especially if Boothill's mouth and hands are busy elsewhere. A kiss to the center of his palm speaks louder than any words and it makes his heart ache.

I think his arm pits are ticklish so they're a bit of a no, but it's a soft no. Because he trusts Boothill so much, I think he's really fine with anything, at least down the road. It does take a little while to build up to this, but fortunately Boothill is very patient and understanding in this regard ☺️

Kinks & Limits

Limits

This is actually a section I struggled a lot with. If it's a hard limit, I don't even go there, and don't even think of it. So I feel like there are likely some others that I didn't put down because well... I just don't think of them cause they're such a no lmao.

For soft limits, especially in regards to Aventurine, I think it's pretty complicated. He has some self-destructive tendencies. There's a lot of inner turmoil because of his trauma—he wants and he doesn't. He wants to be tossed around, challenges you to use him, because it's what he's used to, but he also doesn't. This would get way way too long if I went more in-depth on how I see Aventurine and his relationship to intimacy as a whole, but. It's just extremely complicated, and I feel like someone like Boothill is exactly what he needs to heal from all of that. Someone that allows him to let loose, to differentiate past trauma and future pleasure. Because he's safe. And eventually, he will overcome those fears that hold him back from truly letting go. Even if it will take time. (I'm speaking in general here and Aventurine's relationship to physical and emotional intimacy, and not about the specific limits I wrote down.)

They both definitely have their limits, but also... I dunno. It just heavily depends on the situation and how long they've been together. I think there's some kinks they would eventually explore in a safe way, especially in regards to bondage. Some mild power play, maybe—which would especially be a big step for Aventurine.

Kinks

Aventurine likes to receive, but also to see Boothill break, either in a submissive or dominant way. He likes to walk on the fine line, to see how much he can get away with. To push and prod until the tables are turned. Likes to see Boothill whimper but also have Boothill hold his hips a little tighter as he's pushed into the mattress or nearest surface. He likes the game, the risk. To gain and lose control.

And Boothill plays into it beautifully, because he aims to please first and foremost. He always has to hold back because he really could very easily seriously hurt Aventurine. His body is made to kill and that's a risk that Aventurine really loves.

As for Boothill's kinks... well! When most of your body is numb to pleasure, why wouldn't you want to practically short-circuit thanks to your very very pretty partner who also activates your lizard brain.

Dynamics

Boothill is very very attentive and fully focused on Aventurine—catches every little movement, every sign of discomfort—which is why I think he would be extremely good in bed, even if he has less overall experience. They are essentially tied in skill, though. (But also, you know. There's the fact that Boothill can get fun little upgrades for his privates, which Aventurine definitely enjoys ☺️)

I'm a switch and vers enthusiast, and while I do think they have a preference, in the end, it's about connection and about mixing things up. About having fun together and bonding.

When Aventurine submits, he does it to fully submit and be at Boothill's mercy because he knows he will be safe. Giving up the power, when he was always forced to be strong and stand alone, brings a sense of relief. But I do think that generally, he prefers to be in control, especially in the beginning. When topping, he tends to lean more towards service top as well, although a less dominant one. Boothill as a service top can be both dominant and submissive, though—whichever Aventurine wants in that moment, since he aims to please. When he bottoms, it really just depends on the mood, but I think generally he's less intense than Aventurine. He definitely teases Aventurine quite a bit like that, hehe...

Boothill has a cyborg body, so... he can do any speed and pace ☺️ Spiritually, Aventurine wishes he also had more stamina and endurance, but unfortunately he needs to catch his breath a little sooner.

I think Aventurine can be both loud and quiet (which Boothill especially loves to get him to that point), while Aventurine loves when he manages to get Boothill to be a little louder.

Miscellaneous thoughts

I would've basically have to fill this template out twice because honestly... How they are with others before meeting each other, how they are with one another at the start, after they get together, and how that changes them in general are all different. They constantly evolve and grow. There's so many facets to them, it was hard to pin it down to just a few dots. But I had already spent a good... I wanna say 11 or more hours on this, on top of the time it took to write all of this, so I didn't want to keep tweaking it even more :') So I’ll just be talking about a handful of things.

Who does what

This was a fun section to think about. Since I imagine that Aventurine fell first, I feel like he was both not subtle at all about his affections but also trying to play them off as just his usual behavior. Boothill, who is a little slower on catching on to his own feelings, really struggled with that. Although after he does realize his own feelings, and wonders if maybe it's reciprocated after all, he really doesn't wait around too much and goes for it.

I think Aventurine likes the idea of getting married, but the reality is just tricky with the lives they live. Commitment is also just scary to him, even if he does care deeply about Boothill (which is also very scary). Boothill also never considered to be settling down somewhere since he expected to lose his life on his quest for revenge, but Aventurine makes him wonder. But whether they live a domestic life somewhere quiet or enjoy traveling the stars together, one thing he knows for sure: he wants Aventurine at his side for it.

Boothill had a lot of siblings, both younger and older, so I think he has a massive soft spot for kids. Having a couple of rascals would be fun, but only if Aventurine was on-board as well. Similar to marriage, I think Aventurine likes the idea, but might doubt if he'd even be worthy or able of being a parent. Whether they do eventually adopt or not isn't as important as simply being together, though.

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I think I'm gonna leave it here because this already got WAY longer than I intended for it to be... I just can't help but start yapping once these two are involved. Maybe I'll go back in the future and talk about a few more things, but if you actually got this far, then kudos to you 😭 Thank you for reading! I love avenhill a little bit if it wasn't obvious already...

[miryum]

HI!!!! Good morning/afternoon/evening to youuu! First, I want to say I really enjoy your fics, it makes me feel like I'm on cloud 9. Too bad their just fiction. Anyways....

Idk if you write fics about benny watts, but ig it's worth a shot, I'm obsessed with play date by Melanie Martinez and that song really fit with benny. When benny was only with the reader to practice or play with her but they have a little thing that a couple does but without label. So the ready gets really tired and have a fight with him, and at the end benny told her his feelings.

Really hope you can make this. And advance thank you! <33

YES!!! My beloved Benny Watts!!!! I love him so much 😊 Thank you so much for your words, yet alas, mine are just fiction *sigh* (also, love your username)

Benny moved a rook across the chess board and your face scrunched up. You were nowhere near the level that the great Benny Watts was, but you liked the think you could predict his moves. You had known Benny since you were children, and therefore were able to practically able to read each other minds. That was an argument Benny used many times to rope you into playing chess with him. If you, the person who was able to prophesy his every move, wasn't able to beat him, then he was confident no one could.

You had tried multiple times to get out of playing chess with Benny (albeit thankful that it was a bit of steady income for the two of you, seeing as you were roommates), but he always managed to trick you into playing with him. Sometimes it was through bets, or he got you tipsy, or he simply looked up with you with puppy dog eyes and you melted.

It was hard though, being Benny's friend. You were constantly left alone at the apartment- if you could call it that- and sometimes had to pick up extra shifts because Benny was too engrossed in chess that he forgot to pick up a check. Your friends had urged you to move out, seeing how the stress could get to you, but you refused. You felt bad about the prospect of leaving Benny. He was your best friend, although you sometimes wondered if you were his. He clearly shared a special relationship with Arthur and Harry, simply because they were all the same sex.

And then there was Beth.

You were unsure of when the girl had first appeared in your life; she had just showed up at one point. And you saw how Benny reacted to her.

You were about to move a knight when a knock sounded on the door. Sharing a look with Benny, both silently agreeing to pause the game, you got up and opened the door. Sighing at the character who was waiting to come in, you moved back to the chess boar and plopped back down on the ground.

"Beth!" Benny smiled brightly. You hated him for it. Your feelings for Benny were probably a main factor in why you stayed by his side, even after he had pushed you into the friend-zone multiple times unknowingly.

"Are you guys playing?" Beth moved to sit by you.

You scooted away from her and towards Benny, gesturing to the board and saying, "Play for me, will you? I could never win against the prodigy."

"Hush," Benny took your hand in his. "You were doing wonderfully."

Without another word, you sat back and watched as the two young adults warred in a battle of the wits. No matter how many times you would watch it, you were always awed at the swift, defiant movements that they shared.

An unwanted pang of jealousy wormed its way into your stomach. Why couldn't you've been great at chess? Would Benny than pay more attention to you? And how could he be so blind? Who else had stood by his side for as long as you?

Throughout the match, Benny continued to hold you hand. When you went to pull away, reaching for a book or magazine to interest yourself in, he pulled you back and muttered something about 'his good luck charm'.

Rolling your eyes at his persistence, you shrugged him off. After a while, Benny was declared the winner, but by a slight margin. Even you were able to see how Benny narrowly avoided defeat. He had gotten lucky. Beth thanked you for letting her drop by, saying she had originally come for a book that Benny suggested. After she had left, you started to pack up the chess board. You had come to live with the fact that in your shared apartment with Benny, chess boards would outnumber anything else.

"You alright?" Benny stretched out on the floor, glancing over your figure.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Come on, Y/n." Benny shot you a hard look. "I've known you forever. I can see when something bugs you. Out with it."

"Are you blind?" You rounded on his suddenly, your odd question confusing the boy.

"What do you mean?"

"Can you see what's in front of your eyes?" you pressed again. "Because I don't think you can. Every time that Beth, a lovely girl, no doubt, but only a new, shiny toy to you, rounds the corner, you're transfixed and I can't understand why."

"Where is this coming from?" Benny exclaimed, feeling bombarded.

"Haven't I been enough?" You ignore him and continued on. "I've tried to be a great friend, but it's hard sometimes. It's especially hard when I've been crushing after you for the past few years and you can't realise that I like you!"

"You like me?" Benny stilled, blinking owlishly at you.

"Of course, you idiot!" You wanted to throw the chess board down but knew that a line you shouldn't cross. "We've had some pretty bad arguments in our lives and any other friends would've separated by now. Why do you think I always come back to you?"

Benny couldn't help but let a laugh escape. "You come back to me?" he clarified, shaking is head. "No, Y/n, I come back to you. God damn it, I like you too. Love you, in fact! Ever since I first set my eyes on you. You, may I remind you, had a school-girl crush on that one boy, Jack. So, I backed off. I've been harbouring feelings for you ever since."

You stared at him. "Pardon?" you asked finally.

"I guess I am blind." Benny flashed you a brilliant smile that made you melt. "Blinded by my love."

[st-kitten]

UCHIHA SASUKE, THE MENACE THAT YOU ARE

sasusaku

synopsis it was no news that uchiha sasuke hated most people. stoic as a boy, an absolute wrathful presence as a teenager, he had a penchant for taking what he wanted without remorse. despite calling sakura 'annoying', he couldn't help but feel burning jealousy when he heard just how many men were confessing their love to her after the war. now now, wasn't she supposed to be obsessed with him?

warnings: !! characters are 18+, possessiveness, degradation (he gets really mean ˙◠˙), rough sex, sharingan use, his version of missionary ig, doggy style, throat fucking, hair pulling, choking, loss of virginity (both), aftercare (because sakura deserves the world) sasuke has 2 arms in this one *not canon

sakura was liked by everyone at the hospital. known for her warm smile and reassuring presence, she has a way of brightening everyone’s day. patients, especially the male ones, often find themselves smitten—some sneak glances her way, while others try their luck by bringing her flowers. though sakura handles it all with a mix of professionalism and good humour, her focus always remains on her work and ensuring the wellbeing of her village.

however, a certain raven haired guy felt bile rise in him upon seeing the girl who used to fawn over him be admired by others. seeing her out and about in the hospital lobby, chirpy and greeting, but also dedicated and focused was a sight that sasuke never expected to find alluring. gone was the sickly, frightened girl who begged him to stay. she had turned into a beautiful woman who was self-assured, stronger than most, and ambitious. so why was the sight of her being pursued for who she was making him sick?

sakura ended her shift and returned to the cosy apartment she'd bought with the money saved from missions. she took her coat off, washed her face and clipped her hair up. she went about her nightly routine, cracking open a can of cold coffee, waiting for a dinner for one, and putting on music, slowly swaying to it. when the food arrived, she collected it and paid the delivery guy. she went to her room to put her wallet back, passing by red eyes that glowed in the dark.

she tensed and whipped around. she'd recognise those eyes anywhere.

"s-sasuke-kun?"

the brooding man stepped out of the darkness of her room, standing in front of her. for a moment he simply stared down at her, taking her homely appearance in.

"what are... you doing here?"

seeing the man she'd loved all this time suddenly spawn in her bedroom of all places had her mind running off to uncharted places and her heart on steroids.

"what. can i not be here?" he asked curtly.

sakura shook her head. "that's... not what i asked."

oh? sasuke held back an amused grin at her assertiveness. years ago this girl would've crumbled at the mere image of him. yet now she confronted him plainly.

sasuke spotted the pile of bouquets on her dresser. "from your fans?"

"patients."

he scoffed. "become popular, have we?"

sakura frowned. she didn't know what he wanted. or why he was being so cryptic. had he walked in through the front door, she'd have gladly let him in. but something was off about his sudden visit.

before she could enquire, sasuke's mangekyou sharingan set the flowers aflame with his amaterasu, eliciting a gasp from sakura.

"what are you doing!?" she tried to pick up a bouquet to salve it from the spreading fire but sasuke caught her wrist tightly.

"stop entertaining your patients. half of them are married men anyway."

"i'm their doctor... i can't just—"

sasuke silenced her with a dark gaze, reminding her of all the times he'd looked at her that way. but this time, it didn't hint at hatred. no, it was something else.

"what's gotten into you, sasuke-kun?"

his grip on her wrist tightened as he pulled her closer. he looked down at her, watching her bright green eyes sparkle in the ambient moonlight.

"hmm? thought you'd enjoy this... enjoy my... attention," he quipped.

sakura tried to pry her wrist away from his grip but who was she kidding; a part of her knew his strength could overpower her if he truly wanted it to and another part of her didn't want him to let go.

he tilted her chin up, running his thumb over her lower lip. that was enough to get her to blush. as he leaned a little forward, sakura panicked and pulled away, but sasuke's grip kept her in place.

"don't fight it. we both know you want this just as much..."

sasuke pressed his lips to hers, sealing with a kiss. her lips were softer than his. her little gasp enabled him to nip at her lower lip, his tongue gliding over it. sasuke wasn't someone who cared about 'first kisses'. but he had to admit, it felt sinfully good to kiss sakura.

"come on... haven't you waited long enough for this?" he whispered against her lips.

sakura, as her mind raced with a million thoughts, kissed him back gently. with a hum of approval, sasuke resumed kissing her. he was far from gentle. he carded his fingers through her pastel pink hair, using it to control her movements as he forced their mouths in a bruising kiss, eliciting another gasp from her. he took the opportunity to slide his tongue in, past her parted lips, claiming hers with an authority she knew not to challenge.

he freed her wrist and let his hand roam around her slender waist, pulling her impossibly closer to him. he let his hand travel down to cup her ass, squeezing the flesh he knew was a recent addition to her grown body. sakura's shaky hands rested on his chest, in an attempt to keep distance from his sudden barrage of kisses, but that was to no avail.

sasuke's hand came back up, kneading at her breast through her red shirt. sakura whimpered at how forward he was being. her childhood insecurity of having smaller breasts was diminishing with every passing second as sasuke's fingers deftly played with her breast, running his knuckles over her clothed nipple, feeling it harden immediately.

he bit her lower lip, before soothing the sting with a swipe of his tongue. he pulled away momentarily, holding her jaw, watching the strings of saliva stretching as their mouths pulled away from each other.

"you know your so called patients want you, right?" he murmured, letting his lips hover near her ear.

"w-what, n-no."

"you may be annoyingly professional... but you're no fool, sakura." he let his hand slip her her shirt, making her stomach recoil with arousal as his fingertips touched her soft skin.

"no? want me to let you in on their thoughts, hm?" sasuke leaned down to kiss her neck, whispering into her ear as he pressed wet kisses on the column of her throat. he let his hand explore further, tugging at her bra cup, and slipping his hand inside to cup her breast.

"every day you put that coat on and walk into their rooms, talk to them, check their pulse. let me tell you, sakura, all they want is for that hand around their wrist to be around something else instead."

sakura's breath hitched at the obscenity sasuke was whispering in her ear. she knew he was brutally honest to a fault, but she didn't know if his words were meant to scare her or confuse her.

sasuke slowly began pushing her towards her bed. "the 'hot' doctor, the 'pretty' doctor... the doctor with pink hair... don't tell me you can't hear them... don't tell me..." sasuke bit into her neck, then licked the spot and sucked on it till it turned red and blue.

"don't tell me you don't see them practically eye-fuck you every time you look at their stupid charts."

sakura didn't know whether to be embarrassed or shocked. she knew all that. but the way he was describing it...

"why do... you... care?" she asked, her voice a trembling murmur.

sasuke pushed her by her shoulders, letting her fall into the bed. he watched her jaw fall agape as she gasped, her hands gripping the mattress, her breasts bouncing a little as she landed on the bed.

he crawled on top of her, straddling her hips. he snaked his hands under her shirt to pull it off. reflexively, her hands crossed over her uneven bra. not that he cared. he forced them apart anyway, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand while the other pulled her bra down, letting the cold night air waft around her exposed breasts. he yanked the bra, the hooks snapping, and tossed it away.

"i don't. but you should." he leaned down to press kisses on her collarbone. "you shouldn't lead them on, sakura..."

"i'm n-not... i—"

"...not when you're mine."

sakura froze when he said that. mine. the way that word spilled out of his mouth was like a commandment carved into stone.

"it was fucking torture. watching you smile at them. smile at me, sakura. blush at me. look at me..." sasuke mumbled, his face pressed on the valley of her breasts. he freed her wrists and used his hands to cup both her breasts from the sides, pushing them together till he was nosedeep into the swells of her breasts.

"don't tell me i'm not the object of your desire anymore," he said mockingly, knowing very well just how much he occupied her mind. he captured one of her nipples between his teeth, tugging gently before soothing the ache with his tongue. he sucked harder when she didn't respond, letting his tongue swirl around the bud.

sakura squirmed under him, welcoming sasuke's impatient touch with god knows what eagerness. if she had any self-respect, she'd stop him, talk to him, clear things out. the rational part of her was screaming at her to sock the shit out of him. but her fluttering heart won over with every thump.

"sasuke-kun... we... we're not... too... soon," she rambled, flushed.

he sneered, his tone dripping with contempt. "how utterly pathetic."

he leaned in closer, his face inches away from hers, his voice, a menacing whisper. "let me make one thing clear. i don't give a fuck if this is 'too soon'. hell, i don't even care if you have some weak excuse of a boyfriend i don't know about, who, let's be honest, isn't gonna keep you satisfied." he had an inkling as to what she was afraid of. "you worried we're not 'together' enough to do this?" sasuke descended once more, his lips trailing fire along her jaw before catching her mouth in a searing kiss, plundering with reckless abandon, teeth clashing, tongues in a frenzied friction.

"let's get real, pink. you've always been mine."

sakura blushed like a tomato, and sasuke chuckled darkly, his hand trailing past her flimsy shorts, diving straight between her legs where he was met with pulsating heat, and dampness that made him feel proud of himself.

sasuke's fingers found the slick heat of her core. he stroked through the folds, keeping his touch feather light, applying pressure here and there. he pressed a finger against her entrance, circling the rim before pushing inside, feeling her walls clench around his invading digit. sasuke groaned in satisfaction. "fucking... tight."

withdrawing his finger, he brought it to her lips, smearing the glistening evidence of her arousal across them.

"taste yourself," he said as he pushed his finger inside sakura's mouth, and watched as her lips involuntarily wrapped around it.

"that's it, take it all in," he rasped, letting his finger shove as deep as he could. he removed it with a lewd pop, and replaced it with his tongue, thrusting deep to foreshadow what he was about to do to her soon, moaning into her mouth. sasuke devoured sakura's mouth with a ferocity that bordered on feral.

breaking the kiss, leaving her lips swollen and her cheeks red, he sat back on his heels, his chest heaving with mild exertion. he hoisted himself up on his knees.

"strip."

with shaky hands, sakura undid her shorts. sasuke's impatience got the best of him and he yanked her panties down harshly, the sound of fabric tearing echoing in the room. with a fluid motion, sasuke shed his clothes too, revealing his chiselled physique in all its glory. his rock-hard erection sprang free, throbbing with anticipation. but it was worth seeing sakura's reaction.

"poor baby... never seen a dick?" he cooed.

sakura resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "seen plenty at the hospital," she smiled slyly.

sasuke's brow twitched. of course. she dealt with patients of all shapes and sizes. it wouldn't be her first time seeing a man naked.

grabbing her wrist, he effortlessly pulled her off the bed, to her feet before forcing her own onto the carpet by her bed. he loomed over her, his imposing figure casting a shadow darker than the room.

"look at me," he commanded and she did so.

"this is what power feels like. forget what you've seen." he toyed with sakura, his fingers wrapping around the delicate column of her throat, while his other hand brandished his dick mere inches from her face, its tip leaking just enough.

"i think it's time you paid proper homage to the man you claim to be obsessed with, hm?" he purred, his thumb brushing over her pulse point.

"worship me with your mouth, sakura, and maybe— just maybe, i'll grant you the privilege of feeling this cock inside you."

the more candid he became, the more sakura felt her world shift. he was harsh when he could be. but in this setting? sakura couldn't want anything else.

she timidly gave his tip a few kitten licks. "aww," sasuke hummed.

"come on..." he encouraged her, his grip on the back of her neck tightening ever so slightly. "open wide... and show me how much you know about 'anatomy'... doctor."

with a subtle push, he guided her mouth to take him in, feeling her lips wrap around his head. he paused, savouring the warm, wet heat enveloping him before withdrawing a little.

"so pretty when you're pleasuring me..." sasuke murmured, his eyes gleaming.

his breath hitched a little as sakura's head bobbed, taking him deeper with each to and fro. the sight of her dainty hands clinging to his thighs, nails digging into his skin sent a jolt of excitement through him

"that's it... take it all," he groaned, his hips instinctively thrusting forward to meet her efforts.

sasuke heard her choke and gag around his girth and oh how he revelled in that power. this was submission incarnate, and he intended to wring every last drop of pleasure from sakura.

"fuck, look at you," he panted, his fingers tangling in her soft pink hair as he began to fuck her mouth with increasing vigour. "so desperate for my dick, aren't you?"

sakura's muffled moans vibrating around his shaft only heightened his arousal. he could feel her throat constricting around him, the slick of her saliva coating his thick length as he pistoned in and out of her mouth.

a low animalistic grunt escaped his lips as he caught the sight of tears streaming down her face, a perverse sense of pride swelling in his chest.

"that's right, cry for me," he whispered, his pace faltering for a moment. "let everyone know who owns this pretty mouth."

with renewed fervour, sasuke resumed his relentless thrusts in her mouth, both his hands grabbing her head, chasing the edge of climax. the raw lust in his gaze intensified as he watched sakura's swollen lips stretch obscenely around his cock, her doe-eyes pleading mercy even as they submitted to his domination.

"fuck, you were made for this," he growled, his voice strained with the patience of holding back his impending release. "built to worship my dick... me..."

with a final, brutal shove, he buried himself to the hilt in sakura's mouth. a guttural moan tore from his chest as he came hard, spilling wave after wave of scalding seed directly down her gullet.

for a long moment, he remained frozen, his hips twitching with the aftershock. as sakura's throat involuntarily milked his spent cock, every last drop of cum from him, he felt a shiver run down his spine. her easy acceptance sent a thrill of possessive triumph through him.

"swallow it all," he commanded, a croak escaping nonetheless. in that moment, perhaps, sakura was more courageous than sasuke.

he reluctantly pulled out from her puckered lips. he watched, transfixed as her tongue darted out to lap at the traces of cum lingering on her lower lip.

"such a good little slut you are, pink."

sasuke's expression softened ever so slightly as he noticed the underlying vulnerability flickering in her eyes. he reached out, his calloused fingers gently tilting sakura's chin up to meet his gaze.

"this isn't a hate-fuck, okay?" he said quietly, his voice lacking his usual arrogant edge. "if anything... it's the opposite."

sasuke's thumb brushed over sakura's trembling lip. "i'm... not some cruel sadist who gets off on making you suffer. but... when i take something... it's because i crave it, because i need it to survive."

sasuke felt an unfamiliar warmth spreading through him, a longing to shield this vulnerable girl he'd known since they were kids, more from his own corrupted desires. in that moment, the cold, terrorising uchiha seemed to soften a little.

"it's... another kind of hell to crave you knowing what i've put you through." he pulled her up to stand, steadying her with his hand on her waist.

"but you know me..." he said softly, leaning forward to kiss her, tasting the salty tang of his own cum on her lips.

with a predatory glint in his eye, sasuke pushed her back onto the bed, making her sit on the edge. he knelt before her, his fingers parting her thighs to grant him unfettered access to the goddess between her legs. her scent filled his nostrils, making him wonder just how privileged he was to be able to do what he was about to.

licking his lips in anticipation, he leaned in, his warm breath fanning over her slick folds. with no preamble, he sasuke dove in, his tongue lapping at her weeping core, the velvety texture sending pleasure straight to his aching cock.

sakura's thighs shut tight around his head in response to that, but he didn't let it deter him. instead, he used the opportunity to bury his face deeper between her legs, his nose nestled against her clit as he continued to devour her pussy with hunger.

the slight pressure of her thighs only spurred him on, his tongue probing and diving in with the same passion he showed when he fought battles against ghosts of his own clan and extraterrestrial gods. her could feel sakura bucking her hips against his face, her desperate attempts to grind herself against is skilled mouth.

sakura looked down once, only to find his deathly sharingan and rinnegan already looking up at her in the darkness, adding to the fearful thrill of their intimacy.

"fuck yes, ride my face," he grunted, his words muffled by her soaked folds, "take what you need, pink."

sasuke grabbed her thigh and threw one leg over his broad shoulder, gaining easier access to her dripping sex. he wasted no time, his tongue plunging deep into her clenched channel with no remorse. the lewd sounds of sloppy oral pleasure filled the room as sasuke feasted on sakura, his lips and cheeks hollowing with each suckle.

"bless this cunt... you're... divine," he rambled, eating her out like a rabid dog.

as sakura's orgasm crashed over her, her honeyed release flooded his mouth and chin and sasuke lapped up every drop. as her breathing steadied, he withdrew from her pussy with a final, sensual lick. wiping his damp mouth with the back of his hand, he looked up at her.

"let me fuck you, sakura," he said bluntly, his gaze boring into hers as he climbed back up on the bed, pushing her down into the sheets, both scooting back.

equal parts terrified and eager, sakura blurted out "sas-sasuke-kun, i've never... i.... I'M A VIRGIN!"

sasuke simply look at her, blinking. "yeah, me too."

it was a brief moment, but both of them felt a wave of relief wash over them knowing they were just as inexperienced yet yearning for each other.

sasuke reached for the condom in the pocket of his pants, feeling no shame to imply that he came to her room with a purpose. as he tore the wrapped, he ran her through the process. part of it was to turn her on, spoiling what she was going to experience, but another part was to simply reassure himself that he was really about to do it.

as he rolled the rubber on his rehardened cock, his breath fanning over her face, he spoke, "you better be sure, pink. because once i'm inside you, there's no turning back."

he brushed his thumbs over sakura's hip bones, pulling her half onto his lap as the rest of her lay on the bed. he followed, looming over her. he could sense that she was zoning out, ready to let it happen to her.

"one last time, sakura... tell me you want this."

sakura whimpered like a frightened kitten, but nodded.

"use your words, baby," sasuke said softly.

"yes... yes. i... i want this."

his lips curled into a small smirk at her timid acquiescence. he pressed forward, the thick crown of his wet cock running up and down her slit a few times before pushing in, breaching her tight passage with a single, slow thrust.

sakura whimpered in pain, hissing at the tear, her gummy walls clenching instantly, as if to push him out. sasuke groaned, his head falling down.

"fuck... relax... please..."

he remained still, savouring the sensation of deflowering sakura haruno. he stayed buried halfway, till he felt her breathe and slowly loosen up. then with a sharp exhale, sasuke began to move, withdrawing until just the tip remained within her before plunging back in, slowly pushing more of his inches inside her. her bed creaked under their momentum.

sakura cried out initially, her hands clawing at his shoulder and bicep as her back arched. his grip on her hips tightened as his cock pumped in and out of her, the sound of skin slapping echoing in the room.

"good girl..." he rasped. "let every" thrust "goddam" thrust "man out there" thrust "know who's... fucking you senseless right now."

sakura let out girlish, lewd moans, all of which sasuke devoured, kissing her open mouth frantically, messily. with a particularly brutal thrust, he buried himself deep inside, grinding against her cervix.

"shit... you feel me, pink? i'm... balls deep... in you."

sakura whimpered and whined and moaned like a braindead, dumbfucked girl. sasuke gripped her throat, mildly cutting of her air supply.

"fucking take it, you... pathetic little slut," he snarled, his thrusts growing harsher, more punishing. "you're... so mine."

sakura trembled and shook as her orgasm hit her like a train, her staccato moans matching sasuke's erratic pace. he shoved his cock to the root and exploded inside the condom, which he wished didn't exist.

he rode out the aftershocks, still hard as ever. just as he felt sakura's body relax into the bed, he chuckled with sadistic delight as he grabbed her limp body and flipped her over onto her stomach, her sticky ass in his view. with a mean slap, he spanked her ass, watching the flesh jiggle.

"keep those legs spread, whore," his voice dripping with playful disdain. "i'm not done with you yet."

any other day, had someone addressed her that way, sakura would've pummelled that person to the ground, six feet under. but sasuke was her one weakness... her guilty pleasure. she kept her shaking legs steady and parted.

sasuke discarded the condom and tossed it on the floor. he leaned forward, his hands on her waist as he rested his chin on her shoulder.

"i only brought one... do you..."

she shook her head.

sasuke let his head fall down on her, his sweaty forehead resting on her shoulder.

"you can... piss it out later, right?" he asked, half ashamed, half pleading.

sakura knew the risks all too well, being a doctor. "yes... but—"

a rare whine escape sasuke's mouth as he murmured in her ear. "please, baby... i still need you... let me... let me fuck you raw. please... please." he went on and on as if he was begging for his life.

sakura sighed, feeling just as needy. "if i end up pregnant, you're dead."

sasuke chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "come on... gotta restore the uchiha clan somehow, right?"

he pulled back, and without pause, gripped her ass and drove his cock back into her, raw, without any layer stopping him from feeling her inside out.

"oh... god..." he groaned as he felt her anew. this position too, allowed him to penetrate even deeper, his balls slapping against her reddened ass with each merciless thrust.

sakura moaned into the mattress, barely holding on, but fucking her hips back into him.

"you love being used like a cheap fucktoy, don't you?" he sneered, his hips snapping forward. "admit it. say yes."

sakura's girlish whines of 'yes' fuelled his ego and his expression twisted into a smirk as her desperate admissions. he continued to pound into her, each stroke designed to claim her.

"that's right, beg for it," he taunted. "beg for my cock to ruin you again."

as if to punctuate his words, sasuke reached around to roughly pinch and twist one of sakura's nipples, adding another layer of agony. her high-pitched whines were music to his ears.

"perfect... i'm gonna keep using you... until you're nothing but a cumdrunk mess, pink."

if heaven ever existed, sakura wished it felt like the exact feeling she was experiencing as sasuke's methodic thrusts stretched her out. but she was just as crazy as her black-haired boy. "h-harder..." she muttered.

a chuckle rumbled in sasuke's chest at her wanton plea. he slammed into her with savageness, the force shaking her entire body.

"you want it harder, slut?" he growled, his hands slapping both the cheeks of her ass before he grabbed her hips tightly, using it for his own gratification. "then take it."

with brutal plunges, sasuke bottomed out inside sakura, his cockhead kissing her cervix as he rammed into her repeatedly.

"i'm going to fill this dirty cunt with so much cum... you'll be leaking for days," he promised. "and then i'll do it again, and again..."

with a roar, he surged forward one last time, burying himself further as both their orgasms crashed over them.

"fuck..." he bellowed, his cock throbbing and pulsing as it emptied its load inside sakura's cunt, his hips twitching with each spurting jet of cum, painting her insides white. when he finally stilled, his spent dick remained lodged inside her, their bodies slick with sweat and copious amounts of fluid.

with a satisfied groan, sasuke pulled out of her, only to immediately smear his cum over her ass. not content to simply leave her dripping pussy untouched, sasuke reached down and plunged two fingers into her depth, scooping up the remnants and bringing them up to his mouth, licking his fingers clean.

"much... fucking better, than that dumb ramen naruto keeps making me eat."

sakura lets out a snort of a laugh into the mattress. with god knows what strength, she gets out of bed, limping to the bathroom, leaving sasuke knelt on the bed in a pool of the mess they made. he manages to wipe himself clean with his own pants. laying against the headrest, he collects his breath, left alone to reflect on what had just happened.

the sound of the toilet flushing jogs him out of his thoughts and he glances at the door, looking at a dishevelled sakura, leaning against the doorframe, shyly looking back at him.

despite the rough treatment he'd put her through, there was an undeniable glow to her post-coital state. with no forethought, sasuke held his hand out to her, a hint of a knowing smile on his face, which only widened into a grin as sakura's face lit up and she trotted to his side, her hand in his.

"not bad for our first time, yeah?"

"call me a whore again and it'll be the first and the last time."

"yes ma'am."

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Mike Ross x Fem!Reader: Rivals

Y/N = Your Name

* I do not own the characters or plot or the tv show, Suits *

Masterlist

You're Louis Litt's associate and he's Harvey Specter's associate. You're quiet and he's loud. You went to Yale and he "went to" Harvard. You're a genius and so is he.

You're each other's biggest rival at Pearson-Hardman.

After a long week, you find yourself in the file room retrieving something for Louis. Suddenly, the door swings open, and Mike walks in. He doesn’t notice you at all and continues talking loudly and annoyingly on his phone.

You snap, "God, just shut up! You really got quite the mouth on you, don't you? Someone should teach you what to do with it!" His head snaps towards you, he ends his call, and asks, "What's your problem, Y/N?" You stand up and answer, "You're always talking and sometimes I just need quiet to work." He takes a step closer and asks, "Shouldn't you have chosen a workplace that wasn’t a law firm for peace?" You shrug and answer, "Maybe so... to think, I was going to work for corporate America in business management at first." He replies, "I wouldn't be enjoying work as much if you weren't here." You notice how close he is and you see the vibrancy of the blue in his eyes. He glances down at your lips once then back into your eyes.

The door swings open, you both slightly jump apart, and Donna says, "Mike, Harvey needs that file now!" Mike nods and Donna smirks at you as she closes the door.

You leave the room without saying another word.

You're at the monthly firm dinner. Devon had cornered you when you first walked in pestering you with questions and Mike tried to break it up, but gave up quickly. You finally escape Devon and you find a quieter spot in the busy place to eat in peace.

Mike slides into the seat across from you and exclaims, "Finally you're free of him, I was waiting to talk with you." You reply, "You have other friends though." He replies, "Not like you." You reply, "If I had to guess, I would say you were jealous of my friendship with Devon." He replies, "Maybe." He starts to reach over to steal your food and you slap his food away saying, "No, I'm not letting you take a bite because I know you're not gonna like it. Then you're going to ask me how the heck I like it and I don't want to listen to that right now." He asks, "How do you know what I like?" You answer, "You hated the place Louis took us on May 1st. I believe your words were inedible trash. This is just an upscale version of it." He asks, "How do you remember that?" You answer, "I remember things about people I care about." His eyes widen in what you think is shock as Louis walks up.

Louis says, "How are you two enjoying the dinner? Y/N, you couldn't pick someone better to sit with." You hear, "I could say the same thing about you." You see Harvey standing there smirking at Louis. You all talk until they leave.

You leave the dinner when Louis tells you it is socially acceptable to leave.

You're waiting for a cab when you hear, "You shouldn't be out here alone." You see Mike and reply, "Good thing I'm not alone anymore." He says, "Hey look, can we go grab a drink somewhere preferably not with our colleagues?" You answer, "Uh sure, where should we go?" He replies, "I saw a bar this way, follow me." He holds his hand out for you and you take it as you walk down the street.

Mike orders you both a drink and you sit on the same side of a booth facing this karaoke area. You ask, "So why the sudden desire to have a drink with me?" He answers, "I just think we should talk. We've been more flirty than normal recently and I didn't like seeing you around Devon." You reply, "It's against company policy for us to date." He replies, "Good thing we can keep a secret." You ask, "Are you being serious right now?" He answers, "Yes I'm dead serious about dating you in secret. It will all be worth it if I call you mine." You reply, "Ok... will Donna say anything about our almost kiss in the file room?" He answers, "No she won't. She asked me after that when I would ask you out. I've kinda liked you for a while." You smile and say, "I've kinda liked you for a while too." You lean against his side as you listen to terrible karaoke before he takes you home. You kiss him good night and send him on his way home.

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Sober buddies Chapter two: Email chains and party facts

Summary: Y/n is new at college and trying to find a footing in everything. When she meets a guy who introduces her to something that could really help find her path.

warnings: Swearing, Alluding to SA, Y/n getting hurt

WC/ 3.029k

AN/ Hey Ya'll welcome to my series I'm so excited to make this series. So it will use some plot lines from season six but a lot will change including CJ but his key character notes will still be there. Without further ado enjoy Sober buddies.

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Friends…I haven’t had one in a while. Jack, Jen, Joey, Pacey, even Audrey, and I had become quick ones. I just hope I won't mess up these friendships too. Joey was going through the ringer right now. I know how it feels. She and Dawson always seemed to have something pulling them apart from what I've been told about their previous years as friends.

I went out to get some coffee and doughnuts hoping that would cheer her up. “Hi, can I please get three americanos and some chocolate glazed doughnuts?” I told the underpaid employee. 

“Yeah, sure.” I reached into my pocket, pulled out a twenty, and handed it to her. Her face lit up. “Thank you!” 

“No problem. Thank you, and have a great day!” I was mostly focused on the coffee and food that I almost ran into with my sober buddy. “Hey CJ, what’s up?” He looked down at the close mess in my hands. 

“Coffee, it looks like it needs some help?” 

“Oh my gosh yes please!” I handed him the coffee. 

“Where we heading?” 

“My dorm,” I happily replied. We walked and the morning air was still a little crisp and the sunlight was hitting the trees to make pretty shadows on the sidewalk. 

“So, are you excited to start training?” CJ asked me as I was a little distracted by the lighting. 

“Yes I am, it's also going to be good to be away from Audrey and all her dramatic flair. I mean, she’s great but it's like looking through a mirror sometimes.” 

“What do you mean by that?” CJ asked and I realized what I said and tried to backpedal. 

“Uh, you know, girls being girls.” Ok, that was not a very good response. “So who’s training me?” I try to distract both of us. It works. 

“Me.” I stop in my step. 

“That’s awesome!” I excitedly say. 

“You get happy easily, don’t you?” CJ half commented and half asked me with a chuckle. 

“Is that a bad thing?” I hope it wasn’t- it’s kind of what I’m betting on I thought. 

“No no, it’s kind of refreshing.” We had already arrived at my dorm. I stopped to look at him and to think about his response- no one had said that to me before. I looked around and it seemed, for just a second, time stood still. 

“Well, thanks for the help and I’ll see you tomorrow,  ok!” I grabbed the coffee and went into the room, pushing him out. 

“You’re wel-” I closed the door. It was getting a little too… real.

The sight I walked into was sad. Joey was hunched over her laptop, agonizing over this email to Dawson that she hadn’t even sent. I put down the drinks and food, walked over and turned off her computer. 

“Wha- Y/N!” Joey whipped around. 

“Joey, you have been staring at that screen for two hours, the entire time I’ve been gone, and you still have only ‘Dear Dawson’ written. You need a break.” I picked up her doughnut and coffee and handed them to her in her baffling state. “Which is why I got you these.” She breathes in deeply. 

“You’re right, thank you Y/N.” 

I sit down on my bed and turn to Joey. “So, now you have caffeine and food. You want to tell me why you haven’t sent the email yet?” I finished by sipping my coffee. Joey sighs looking into her cup almost wishing she could drown in it. 

“I’m stuck.” 

“Why?” She gets up and starts to pace back and forth. 

“Because of the way we left things were so awkward and I just wanted to scream and hug him at the same time.” I patted the seat next to me and she sat down. 

“It sounds like you know what to say.” Joey looks puzzled. “Joey, Dawson is one of your best friends. Whatever is in that email, at least you have gotten it out. I'm sure he’s stressing out over a similar email to you.” She seems unsure. “You can always blame me if it goes wrong.” I joked as I bumped her. She smiled at that. 

“Thank you Y/N, you’re a pretty great friend.” 

“You are too, Joey.”

That night as I was closing my eyes, my mind was active. My life is going pretty great! I have friends that like me, a job I help people with, a guy that is-

“Y/N WAKE UP!” 

I screamed as I tumbled out of bed causing Audrey to wake up too. “WHAT IS IT? EARTHQUAKE- A FIRE?!” I responded as I was half asleep and panicked disorderly grabbing my robe. 

It was Joey who screamed at me. “No, nothing like that!” I paused to look at her. 

“Then why the Hell the military wake-up call!?” Her face was red from being embarrassed. 

“I sent the email to the whole school!” My eyes went wide as Audrey replied. 

“Well, why did you do that, sweetie?” 

“Audrey! Not helping!” I told her over my shoulder. She grubbles and falls back down with a flop. 

“I don’t know what to do!” She sat down throwing her hands in her face. 

“Okay, this is what we do: we ignore it.” She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. 

“Y/N! What do you mean, ignore it!?” 

“Well, it’s not like everyone knows you so maybe you can get away with it?” I tried to help but honestly, she would just have to face the music.

Thankfully I hadn’t heard about the email, but to be fair, I hadn’t been in a lot of classes. I walked into The Stand building and saw CJ sitting on a desk looking over some papers. He was so focused on it that he didn’t see me enter. 

“What are we looking at?” I slide right next to him. 

“Y/N! You startled me.” He put his hand over his chest as if I caused a heart attack. 

“Sorry, I thought you saw me.” 

“It���s okay. I’m looking over a few practice questions to ask you.” 

“Great, I’m ready!” He smiles at my enthusiasm and sits down in the chair. 

“Okay, question number one….” 

It had been about an hour into our session ten questions in and I had been nailing all of them. “Wow Y/n you’re a natural at this,” CJ exclaimed. 

“Really?” He nods his head agreeably. 

“You will be answering phones in no time.” I blush and try to hide by turning my head down when my ears peak an interesting conversion. 

“CJ- give me one sec, okay.” I didn’t even let him answer before I overheard another conversation and listened in. 

“I mean, did you see that email? It’s so pathetic.” A redheaded girl was sitting on a desk laughing at her boy-toy whose eyes were going right up her skirt. 

“Yeah, it’s so pathetic haha,” He mindlessly responded. Of course, he didn’t have an original thought. The only thought he did have was what was below the waistline. “I mean who writes about sex like that.” She laughed again and this time her laugh really irritated my ears. 

“Hey guys!” I walked over to them, taking a friendly approach- maybe I could go about this peacefully. The redheaded girl looked me up and down and scoffed. 

“What the fuck do you want loser?” My eyes widened at that and CJ turned his head to hear that. 

“Linsey!” Even the boy-toy was surprised at her response. CJ walks over quickly ready to defend me. 

“CJ- it’s okay, I got this,” I said to him making sure that he didn’t get too mad. He steps back but is disgruntled. I turn back to Linsey. 

“It was Linsey, right?” She gets up off the desk and in front of me. 

“Yeah, what’s it to you?” 

“Well, I’m just wondering why you’re making fun of a girl that you don't even know when you’re working at a helpline. Seems kind of hypocritical, don't you think?” Lindsey is left speechless and her face turns beat red. 

“I- You-” She stomps out. “Ryan let’s go!” She yelled after him. 

“So, you doing anything after this?” The guy tried so smoothly to ask me. 

“RYAN! LET’S GO!” She yelled after him. 

“I think your owner is calling for you,” I responded and his F-boy smile disappeared. 

“Whatever bitch, you could have had all this.” I now scoff at him. 

“Yeah, if all it takes for you to stay is an open invitation to someone’s legs who makes fun of strangers like that, then I think I’m good.” I nod at him. He goes running after Linsey. “Sorry CJ about that, what was the next question?” I walked back over to him and he was just staring at me. “What is it?” 

He shakes his head, “Nothing, you just seem to surprise me every time we meet, Y/N.” He finishes with a smile. 

“Well, I have to keep you on your toes somehow.” We just laughed at my joke and I’m left with this feeling of…comfort that I hadn’t felt in a while. It's nice.

A couple of days have passed, and luckily the email talk died down a little. I didn't tell Joey about Linsey because it would have just made things worse for her. I was studying when Audrey came running into the room. 

“Y/N what are you doing?” I looked at the book and then back at her we really needed to work on context clues. 

“Studying, Audrey, which you should be doing too. We have a test next week.” She comes right next to me. 

“Y/N, all you do is study.” 

“Not true… I eat too.” I chuckled at my own joke Audrey did not. 

“It is the biggest party of the year! You’re coming!” Before I have time to reject she grabs my book and locks it in her chore.

“Audrey!” 

“You will get it back at the end of the night.” She saw my disappointed downfall look and got to my level. “You need some fun, Y/N, you are twenty-two; the books will be there tomorrow, but tonight will not.” I thought about it, Audrey was right. I needed to let loose- hopefully the loud music and friends would help that. 

“Okay, I’ll go.” Audrey claps in happiness.

“You’re not going to wear that are you?” I look down at my simple outfit. 

“What’s wrong with it?”

“Nothing- nothing, you look great!” Audrey responds in a not-so-sure voice.

We had gone into a bar to meet up with Jack and Jen. “Hey guys.”

“Hey.” Audrey goes to call Pacey while the three of us chat. Suddenly, Audrey comes back to us with a sad face. 

“I think I’m going to go home guys.” Jen and I both look at each other as if to say: really. 

“Audrey, the whole reason I came out was because of you.” I took her hand in mine and gave her a small smile. 

“Pacey can’t come out.” I now understood the change-up from her party mood, things between Pacey and Audrey have been strained to say at least. 

“I’m sorry, but we can still have fun, isn’t that right guys?” I called out to Jack and Jen. Jen grabs Audrey’s other hand. 

“Yeah, I want to forget my troubles like a typical college girl, dance on tables screaming ‘Whoo whoo’ and it will be all for nothing if I don't get reminded of it in ten years by you.” She gripped Audrey’s hand. 

“Alright, you’ve convinced me.” I jump in excitement. 

“Yes! Okay, all hands in!” We all put our hands in. “1,2,3!” Our hands fly up in the air of the promise of a fun night.

The four of us were just walking to the party when I realized that I didn’t know where the party was. “Uh, guys, do we even know where the party is?” I asked out loud to the three of them. They all shrug their shoulders. “So we are just wandering around.” I laughed at the situation as we crossed the street. 

“Ohh…ohh! I think I know where the party is, I think it’s in that house down the alley next to that free food bin store.” I was puzzled by that. 

“Audrey, that's a grocery store. You are supposed to put the food in the little baggies and pay for them.” 

“Really?” She questioned when she was walking backward and then ran into someone. “Pacey?” 

The party was what you think a college party is, loud, bright, and dark somehow at the same time filled with tons of drunk people. Audrey was going on about how Pacey was not contributing anything to their relationship lately, especially tonight. 

“I’m sorry guys, we are supposed to be having fun tonight and I just keep on going.” I get up and put my hand on her shoulder. 

“It’s okay, I’ll get you some water.” She was already a little tipsy. I didn't want her to get worse. I knew it could, very easily, from my own experience.

“I’ll come too.” Jen got up and caught up with me. 

The bar was tiny and was half-assed by the frat boys that lived here. Lots of people were crowded around it of course. 

“Hi, can I get a beer,” Jen ordered for herself. 

“Water for me please,” I ordered. We turn and Jen comes in chest-to-chest with CJ, spilling her beer all over him. 

“Oh, my God. Look what l did.” she starts trying to rub it out. I give him a little wave and he nods back. 

“That's okay. it was my fault, really.” 

“Oh, no, jeez. You don't even– l mean, you're-- You don't even drink. Like Y/N. And I’m sure it's cold and smelly, and I’m touching you…and I’m gonna stop.” She pauses and just stands there for a second. “Hi. Okay. You caught me. I’m drunk. Yep, I’m a drunkard. Escaping reality. That's me. But you know what? This is a party… and at parties, people drink. And maybe that bothers you. Maybe you think it's weak. But you shouldn't go to a party where there's gonna be drunk people because that's what's gonna happen. Drinking. It’s just a party fact.” I wonder if she really thinks I think less of her because she drinks. 

“You think I’m the lamest person on the earth, don't you?” CJ countered.

“No. No. Not at all. I’m sure you're, like, tons of fun.” She bit back sarcastically. 

“Okay Jen, I think you need this water more than I do. Why don’t you go back to Audrey to check on her?” She grabs the water and walks back to our friends.

“I’m sorry CJ, that was my first time seeing her drunk as well.” I look at his shirt. “I know a trick to get that out.” I pointed at the beer. 

“That would be great.” We go to the bathroom. I open the cabinet and look for some hydrogen peroxide. 

“Um, can you take off your shirt?”  

“Sure.” He pulls it off so easily. I grab it and pour water and hydrogen peroxide on it. 

“So now we just wait thirty minutes and when you wash it the stain shouldn’t be there.” 

“Thanks.” 

“No problem. I just realized that this is the first party where we can use the sober buddy system,” I said. He gives me a smirk and grabs my cup giving it a sniff and a sip. 

“Yep, just like I thought- you’re good.” The silence was long but comfortable. “So how long have you been sober for?” He asked me. 

“For about two years, you?” He looks down into my cup. 

“Four years.” 

“Four years- wow, that is amazing! I can’t wait to get there.” He grabs my hand in silence. 

“You will.”

We had left the bathroom walking when I saw Jen arguing with someone on the steps upstairs. “Jen, what’s going on?” I ask with concern CJ right behind me. 

“This guy took Audrey upstairs and she’s about to pass out.” Adrenaline mixed with worry flooded my veins. 

“Move,” I said to the guy blocking us.

“Look, my friend is good, you don’t have to worry.” I’m about to pull out my inner Batman. 

“Then it won’t be a problem that we go check.” CJ shoved the guy aside. Jen and I practically run upstairs. Luckily the room was open. “Audrey let’s go.” I gently grabbed her hand and Jen took the other. At this moment, the promise that we would have fun tonight was broken.

“Hey let go!” The guy shoved me back into the wall to grab back onto Audrey. 

“Y/N!” Before he can do more CJ grabs him by the collar. 

“You want to try that again!?” The guy throws his arms up in truce CJ throws him on the bed. 

“You okay?” He helped me up. I nod trying to swallow my tears. 

“Let’s go.”

Unlike the earlier comfortable walk with CJ, this walk back to my dorm was filled with melancholic silence. Jen had gone to her grandma’s house but not before checking on me. 

“You sure you’re okay?” 

“I am, I'll call you tomorrow.” We hug.

I put Audrey in her bed and she fell asleep instantly. I get a glass of water and aspirin to put on her side table. I step outside the room to breathe and process and CJ is there. “Hey, you stayed.” I walk over to sit next to him. 

“I wanted to make sure you were okay.” I wanted to hug him but I didn’t. 

“Thank you but I’ll be fine. About what happened tonight- I don’t want to think about what would have happened if I wasn’t there.” He puts his hand on my knee squeezing it. 

“Well, you were there, and again, you are a great friend.” I smile at that. 

“And thank you for your help.” 

“What kind of friend or sober buddy would I be if I didn’t?” I finally recognize that feeling I’ve been having: it’s of a true friend. 

[daily-hanamura]

Do you ever think about how Chie (and Yukiko iirc?) have both previously called Yosuke a disappointment, meaning they were, albeit in part, one of the reasons for his low self esteem

Obviously they didn't do it on purpose, since Yosuke always tries to act like those words don't phase him, always acting like he's very confident

But I wonder, if he were to ever open up to them and start showing his more sensitive side in general, how would the girls react? Like would they feel a bit guilty or something?

Many thoughts... many very, very disorganized thoughts......

Oooooh yeah I do indeed think about this, and apart from Chie and Yukiko, Teddie has also described Yosuke as a "prince of disappointment"/"everyone's favourite disappointment"

Yosuke, of course, also being the one that calls himself a disappointment the most.

So this is just my perspective based on my life experience, but I think that to some extent, it very much reflects the kind of humour that was very pervasive around that time. As a millennial it's pretty typical for friends to rib into each other as banter (see also Yosuke to Kanji) and to employ self-deprecation as a joke, and it's kind of a mark of friendship -- you really only do that to people that you're very close friends with, because it's about in-group jokes (e.g. Chie can call Yosuke a disappointment, but that random classmate can't) and a reflection of just how well you know a person.

It's kind of complicated to talk about because I'm not saying that it was necessarily good, since it can be quite insensitive if you're not conscious of someone's personal issues. And some people definitely don't enjoy that sort of humour, because it's also highly, highly contextual and easy to misread. Some bullies also use that as a justification for why they're saying mean things, which is especially unpleasant in the workplace LOL. I feel like as I've gotten older this has become less common? Or maybe I'm just not as comfortable with the friends I've made in adulthood to want to readily rip into them? But then again I have maybe three friends I'm willing to banter like this with and we've been close friends for about a decade, which I think kind of drives home the point I'm making about how this is the kind of joke you only make with people that you've been through a lot with, which the IT are. I think it's humour that's meaningful in the narrative context because it's a signpost that indicates their shared experience in the TV world was no trivial thing, just like how Yosuke calling Yu "aibou" reflects the same sentiment.

But, as you said, because of how Yosuke puts on an act of confidence, I don't think most people pick up on it other than Yu, because Chie, Yukiko and Teddie probably just think it's part of the bit that Yosuke is doing (Yosuke also refuses to show his weaknesses to anyone other than Yu, but that's probably another conversation). One of the weaker spots of P4/G (and P5), I feel, is that it isn't as revealing about the interpersonal relationships between characters outside of the protag character. Which I don't really expect, but it was really nice to see in P3. So all we have to go on is the spin offs, and I think if we compare Chie and Yukiko's distanced friendliness with Yosuke in the Magician manga vs their expression of reliance and dependence on Yosuke in P4AU, for example, we can see that developed dynamic.

Would they feel guilty? Probably, but they're also teenagers who are still figuring out interpersonal interactions and personal boundaries (and this goes for Yosuke as well), and I think this friction is sometimes just part and parcel of growing up. I do think that if Chie and Yukiko realise that Yosuke does have a sore spot about it they'd change the way they speak with him because they genuinely care about him, especially as they mature into adulthood.

Going a little off tangent now and this is just my headcanon, but I also wonder if Yosuke initiated that sort of humour with Chie and Yukiko shortly after their rescue to help them relax. Yosuke likes to use humour to diffuse tension (which doesn't always work) but it's not hard to imagine him sensing awkwardness from the two of them (they really weren't close friends at all prior to the TV world), so he makes himself the butt of a joke to get them to laugh, and when they latch on to it he's actually kind of happy because it means he's done something useful. (ngl ever since I saw Tamami's clown motif stage in p4d I have not stopped thinking about her parallels with Yosuke)

[tiredassmage]

I always find it so FASCINATING how you play through the same story (IA of course) with multiple characters and see how each new dynamic plays out, because I just don’t work that way xD I put one lil guy into one situation and then nobody else gets to be there, it’s been claimed. So it’s very neat to see a more varied approach and watch each new take and how they add to your relationship with the story!

THAMK you!!!! I also find it really fascinating, which I guess is my fuel for doing it. xD It's admittedly one of the several things I have done in playing SWTOR that I never would have guessed I'd do when I started playing - and, to be fair, there are certain stories that I'm sorta that way about! And perhaps if everyone will indulge me, I'm gonna take this as an excuse to ramble about what I enjoy both about this particular class, and SWTOR as a whole, really.

but first I'll take an excuse to post my main 3 (so far) agent boys :3

from left to right then: tyr, alucren, and nikihlus!

Part of the agent storyline being so attractive to me personally is I'm sure, for better or worse, that I'm admittedly a sucker for a spy action flick, and since it's kind of my exact cup of tea, there feels to be a level of variance in how it plays out and how a character can interpret their experiences within it that's delightful for me to dive into and tear apart like a dog with new stuffed toy, lol.

I've played all eight class stories I think at least twice now, and several of them, clearly, far more than that, so I think one of the overall continuously endearing things about the game is that any of those eight can be someone's Thing. Everyone's got their favorites and I really, truly, after several spins through them all, don't think there's really a single bad class story. Finding the right character to pick apart what really makes a story tick for you, personally, I think is where... some of the challenge can occur.

I, for example, enjoy, conceptually, Consular, Inquisitor, and Trooper, but the first two of those I outright don't have a canon character "filling" that role, and Trooper I only have halfsies because my favorite run of that is actually Tyr's AU where I dropped him in the Trooper story for kicks and it changed my entire outlook on what I'd previously considered one of the more lacking class stories to the point where I think I might owe Aric Jorgan a personal apology letter and I'd even consider advocating for the story now. All of these stories I still think are good, fun, and interesting, but I haven't found a character whom I enjoy seeing in the role they play, if that makes sense.

What I at least enjoy about any of the characters I keep bringing back up here that I've played is that their viewpoints and experiences are pretty distinct to me. Even within my agents - and maybe especially with them, they all come at the role of Cipher with very different backgrounds and perspectives. Pretty much all three of them I've learned a lot more about since creating them, as you do when characters change over the course of a story and you point them at things that challenge their thinking, but their... fundamental, pre-Intelligence backgrounds greatly inform how they handle the rest of... everything. And only one of them is my canonical Cipher Nine; that honor remains with Tyr; Alucren's designation is Cipher Eleven, and Nikihlus's is Cipher Seven, respectively, but they've also... both kinda run away from me and since I have such a feel for who they are, it's also incredibly interesting to tackle the story as if they do belong there, in that particular role - because it tells me something about them that's not just applicable there.

And also, it's just... really fun for me to compare them like yardsticks against each other, lol. And it's a fun little exercise in appreciating the why of how different their playthroughs and experiences are. The short of them is that Tyr's the most idealistic of the three, the agent of change - a double agent for the SIS because he believes in something bigger and greater and ideals are enough to motivate him. Alucren's a loyalist - to the Empire, and to the Sith beyond that. Born and raised Imperial just like Tyr, but where Tyr came from some of the cracks in that society as an orphan (according to official records, at least) raised in a not-quite-family resulting from a marital alignment between a Sith and a naval officer, Alucren is relatively silver spoon-born - from a fairly prominent and historically loyal family. Those two have very different ideas of what Imperial Intelligence is, even, to great effect on how they respond to the pressures of the story and what's done to them in the titular role. Nikihlus is an outsider; in much the way that Kaliyo is using Intelligence as the next opportunity, so too, to an extent, is Nikihlus. He's there not exactly of his own will - it was cooperate or die, so his loyalty to Intelligence is only as far as they'll pay him, and that the Empire remains a more sound employer. Sith politics and even the larger conflict of Republic vs. Empire interest him no further than how to stay alive as someone who is painfully aware (sometimes, or perhaps even often, to a degree of paranoia) that neither side is interested in having a place for an "ex-"underworld assassin and enforcer like himself. His main motivator, at the end of the day, is always to stay alive.

Sometimes the three of them have overlap in their choices made along the story. Sometimes they're polar opposites. Sometimes, they do the same things for vastly different reasons. And that is almost more fun than seeing the outcomes themselves. At the very least, it's definitely at least equally as fun as seeing the outcomes!

But there are also those stories that I've done a certain way and I don't think, at the moment, at least, I'll do them as well again. Savosta and Rhyst, for example, are sort of... the definitive version of my Wrath and Jedi Knight. The Sith Warrior is one of my other favorite stories on some of that variance aspect that's so appealing in Imperial Agent for me, but I just... haven't done it like I did it with Savosta before or since because I'm so satisfied with how he came together. And it's a similar thing with Rhyst and Jedi Knight, although Knight is also... one of the ones that took me the longest to figure out the kind of character I wanted in that role - the kind of character that made me feel really engaged with the story.

And Rhyst is probably also the character I've changed the most about, over the course of his existence - from physical appearance to actually getting a grasp on his motivations and what's stuck with him about his experiences.

And especially since I've worked a lot mentally on how those two develop a relationship with each other, I feel like I'd be missing something that's become a huge part of how I enjoy the full picture between the Knight & Warrior without having a pair of them.

Anyway... Part of this response is maybe for a takeaway of this game is so fucking good when it gets you, and I think part of it's 'goodness,' if you will is how individual the different stories can become when you lean into the 'roleplay' part of it for the characters made, at least in my experience, and... yeah, I'll take the platform to be excited about the many different experiences of all of these characters I have, lol! Part of what I've loved so dearly about this game as a community around it and enjoying the characters I've created for it is how passionate people are with their characters; I think I've used... something of the phrase for trying to discuss Tyr's experiences that... something something, all of that is true, for him, in his eyes, how he sees the world [for whichever character you'd like to apply this to]. His views and actions are justifiable, if you will, from his perspective, just as Alucren's are from his, even though those two I created to be nearly complete opposites to see paths of the Agent campaign I never would just replaying Tyr over and over (though I still do that, clearly), lol.

And... I also meant to touch on and didn't earlier, but... I also distinctly recall saying when I was closer to starting to play this game that I wasn't sure I'd ever quite get why to play the same character in different stories, and now I've got a version of Tyr for each of the tech class stories that were all really fun to explore, and some of them are even... pretty distinct 'versions' of him from the others, if you will. Which does always make me think about that post that goes something about... not "he wouldn't fucking say that" but... what would it take for this character to act or feel this certain way? What aspects of environment and circumstance and who they met, etc etc, form who they are, what their opinions are? What would it take for a Jedi Knight to "fall" to the Sith I think is a bit of a fairly obvious one in Star Wars media, and I, admittedly, sort of avoided that one for a while because I wasn't sure I'd get anything out of the pondering that I'd enjoy with Rhyst, but I've played with it a bit here and there since and it's actually revealed some very interesting insights - things like some of his insecurities that better inform me about the kind of presentations he makes as a Jedi, and better inform his later-in-life complicated feelings with the Order and the Republic in general, even better insight into what he'd like to do maybe after he hangs up his lightsaber, or what kind of life he might've led if he hadn't grown up with the Jedi Order.

I dunno. Honestly, maybe at the end of the day, I love getting this and getting to share this because creating fictional little characters is just fucking cool and fascinating by itself and it's an experience or hobby even, if you will, that's been so much fun for me throughout life that I really hope everyone gets to experience something that engages them this much. They're a really cool vehicle for exploration - and that can mean as much or as little as you want it to. And that's so fucking cool that they can do that.

Anyway pt 2, lol, I love, again as I said, comparing my agents like yardsticks, love yapping about how their differences play out in the story, I am almost always down to talk about Imperial Agents. And Rhyst, stars I need to talk about him more. Which I always say and then I don't without prompting, but genuinely they have almost a whole story together in my head and I'm just not a longfic person so it'll probably never come out that way, but I think about it. Trust that I think about it, lol. And honestly, it's really cool what I learn about them when I talk about them and talk with others. Rhyst is a good example for that; a lot of what I've learned and developed with him and Knight in particular is from yapping with friends and mutuals and hearing some of what others have done; the beauty of having a buddy is that they'll ask about or talk about aspects of the story or characters you might never have considered on your own. Some of my favorite little character facts or insights have honestly come from discussion with friends.

OCs are so fucking cool. Thanks for coming to my TED talk about it, I guess? xD

[mareastrorum]

I am left baffled by that fight because even though most of the party was unconscious more than once, it didn't feel any different from a regular boss battle to me? The Lucien fight was more varied and felt more dire! I just can't help but think that in trying to accommodate his players, Predathos has been diminished as an entity and an idea. Otohan was a harder fight, both times! Either we're missing something or the cast is.

I actually liked the fight quite a bit. Let me do a bit of a comparison.

In C2, the Mighty Nein were considerably less well-geared and lower level for the end game than Vox Machina and Bell’s Hells had been. In general, the second campaign had less loot, less money, fewer opportunities to buy what they lacked, etc. That resulted in a party that only had so many options in combat, and they did their best work by supporting each other in group plays. That meant they relied heavily on strategy and knowing when to run. Since they couldn’t unleash stockpiled magical items or souped up powers, they had to pick their battles carefully, and even when plans fell apart, the effort in talking out their ideas helped them adjust as needed. When the final fight was against Lucien in 2 phases, the combat was going to get pretty repetitive unless the boss mechanics gave them an opportunity to get creative. Thus, the fact that they were in the Astral Sea and that the Nein could mimic some of Lucien’s manipulations of reality added some things for the Nein to try when their own abilities wouldn’t achieve what was needed when their turn came up. It was a great improv option that didn’t detract from the work the players had done into building these characters into a formidable team.

Bell’s Hells are nepo babies. They’re have been gifted and have stolen so much shit. They have bought so little. They have more magical items than they know what to do with. They had a funnel to absorb powers from items to avoid attunement limit problems. Two of them ate pieces of dead primordials. Two are ruidusborn. One has a Luxon fragment in their head. One made a deal with a fey. One represents two gods who love/hate each other and has been courted by both. Like, they have not wanted for power in dozens of episodes. They hoarded so much power that they couldn’t possibly use it all. Thus, the final boss didn’t need to be complicated to be insanely tense and dramatic. Chetney was a utility caster with a magic staff for most of the fight despite being a blood hunter. Laudna finally realized why warlocks like Eldritch Blast—during a 15 minute turn when all her other ideas were useless. Ashton relied almost exclusively on his homebrew weapon, homebrew primordial shard, and homebrew subclass in the last episode. When the party is already that off the wall from the D&D part of their character builds, the boss doesn’t need to do much other than heal itself, do damage, and have legendary actions that do more healing and more damage.

I wish we had gotten to see more of what Matt had intended to do with Predathos’s apparently temporary attunement to Vordo and Ethodek. It probably would have worked better in a fight that had more rounds, but that’s exhausting for high-level combat, and Imogen resorted to eating the god corpse too quickly for us to get more than a glimpse. Like, it was a really fun idea, but unless it’s the core of the boss’s abilities, there’s too many other options to show off to get a satisfying amount of exposure to it. Might have gone a bit overboard with the number of abilities to choose from this time.

Overall, I’d say the E120 combat was comparable to Otohan’s last stand. Tons of damage going out, an insane health pool, defenses/healing that had to be countered, and other targets that had to be neutralized. I enjoyed both fights because it’s, like, you can have all the magic in the world, but against a creature that has become the physical manifestation of destruction, there is a dread that you’re only going to end up the latest victim. I adore that sort of tension.

[emilybahu]

I love 9-1-1 so much!

I have fallen in love with tv shows before, watching episodes religiously as they aired weekly. 9-1-1 has been different for me though, it’s become more like an obsession. In some ways that’s bad, it’s consuming my mind a lot of times and it’s distracting me from other things I need to get done. However, really getting into the fandom of this show has also been wonderful for me, it’s made me so happy, actually getting involved with other fans and talking to people the last couple months has been so fun! You all are amazing, funny, talented people and I’m truly grateful that I’ve been able to interact with you!

Now, I’ve heard about some toxicity within the fandom, Buddie and BuckTommy shippers turning against each other and fighting about what’s best for the characters. (Which btw, isn’t really up to us anyway)

I personally haven’t seen a lot of that, who knows, maybe I’m just ignoring it because I don’t want to see it. Either way I always try to keep a very open and and neutral stance when it comes to shipping. I let myself enjoy the stories, the edits, the fan art, and the speculation. However, I also try to stay grounded in the reality of what’s happening in the movie/book/tv show.

When it comes to 9-1-1 right now, between Buddie and BuckTommy I’m not picking sides. I like both ships the same, and I don’t think that’s gonna change any time soon. I really, really enjoy both ships! (Plus the fan fiction for both are amazing, so I’m LIVING)

Buddie is part of the reason that I started watching in the first place, Buck and Eddie are my favorite characters. I love them both to death, and regardless of their relationship status they have something special, no one can deny that! Their friendship is beautiful and deep, they do truly love each other, they’re family, they will always be there for each other whether or not they end up in a romantic relationship. I’m honestly just happy to see them together in any capacity. And yes, I will be happy, overjoyed even, if they decide to make Buddie cannon, but I’ll also be happy if their relationship remains as it is.

As far as Buck and Tommy go I was surprised when the kiss happened, but OH MY GOD… I was totally there for it! I’m actually really happy with this storyline so far, (even if the second hand embarrassment nearly killed me during the first date)I think that they’ll be great together, I really can’t wait to see them getting to know each other more! Wherever this goes, I’m here for it! I’m excited to see Buck explore his bisexuality with Tommy, and learn about himself through this relationship. I’m also excited to learn more about Tommy! And if they don’t end up being very long term, I really hope that they stay friends.

I’m really enjoying being into a ship that’s canon for once, it makes me really happy. I don’t think there’s ever been a ship (apart from these ones) that I’ve been into that have even had a remote chance of becoming cannon (Stucky… my first love!)

Anyway, I digress, the writers and the actors KNOW these characters, we know that if something felt off in the story, they’d want to do right by the characters. We know for a fact how much Oliver and Ryan love Buck and Eddie, and if it feels right and true to them Buddie will happen. If it doesn’t feel right to put them in a romantic relationship, to me, it’s fine because regardless we have these two men with an absolutely beautiful and meaningful friendship, and I’m always here for that!

All of this to say, all this fighting about “who’s right for who” isn’t doing anyone any good. I mean we’re all in this fandom because we love this show RIGHT!? Being on platforms like this is meant to bring us TOGETHER!

SO WHY THE HELL ARE SOME OF US TRYING TO RIP EACH OTHER APART BECAUSE WE HAVE DIFFERENT OPINIONS ON A DAMN SHIP!?

Everyone is entitled to their own opinions after all… so yeah, share your opinion, just don’t be rude about it. Putting someone down because they disagree with you doesn’t make you right… it just makes you mean. It scares people away, maybe makes them feel like they’re not safe in this community. I’ve seen it a couple times too, with myself and others, being afraid to make a post because of the possibility of hate.

In my experience you’re meant to feel safe in a fandom, in a community because you’re sharing your love for something with others who love it just as much as you do! We should love each other like we love these characters!

To conclude, all I need is for our boys to be happy, that’s really all we should care about here anyway. It shouldn’t necessarily matter who’s dating who, as long as they’re HAPPY! I’m really just along for the ride, I’m here for whatever they decide to do with Buddie and/or BuckTommy in the future. Buck and Eddie are my loves, and we barely know Tommy, but I’m starting to like him already, as long as they’re happy, I am too!

Thank you for reading my TedTalk…

Sorry if it doesn’t sound completely coherent, stringing words together isn’t always my strong suit…🫠