#like oh id never hang out with this guy if we didn't have the same job type dynamic

[levitatingbiscuits]

I like found family but sometimes ppl take it too far, especially when they're trying to force the "dad" label on someone. I just saw someone comment that a 20 year old character who interacted with the 15 year old character for one night and then DIED was "basically his dad fr"

[https-milo]

Would u mind doing a tamaki amajiki Instagram

my glorious anxious king, yesyesyeysyesy!

DATING TAMAKI AMAJIKI INSTAGRAM!

details!

instagram posts w/ comments while dating Tamaki Amajiki

sunnysidey/n · 15w

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sunnysidey/n me and my fave went to a butterfly garden!! Tamaki my goat (or like octopus, clam, chicken - he's never eaten a goat (I don't think))

Tagged: suneater

suneater it was so fun. it was quiet too. also I've never eaten a goat... sunnysidey/n suneater GAH IKR! It was such a cute little gardennnn ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ I wanted to fall asleep! And I hope you haven't eaten a goat (´∇｀) suneater sunnysidey/n well if you fell asleep, id have to wake you up and you don't usually wake up right away... so we would've been late to fatgum's agency... so I'm glad you stayed away lemirio suneater HMMMMMMM maybeeee its because you liked talking to herrrrrr ★⌒ヽ( ͡° ε ͡°) suneater lemirio well uh you know... sunnysidey/n suneater don't worry, tama!! everyone likes talking to me so obviously!! >3< nejirechan suneater DMSDMSDMSDMS

lemirio Lets gooo!! Tamaki was telling me all about it! He was so excited to take you! sunnysidey/n lemirio I was so excited to go!! Tama is so fun to be around! (´｡✪ω✪｡｀)

INSTAGRAM DIRECT!

lemirio replied to your story: 😏😏😏

sunnysidey/n: he's still gonna deny my attraction 😞😞

nejirechan replied to your story: hmm i wonder who this is about!! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و

sunnysidey/n: sighhhh we'll never know ✧٩(•́⌄•́๑)و ✧

suneater replied to your story: !!!

suneater: uh who is this about?

suneater: sorry you probably dont want me to know

suneater: I wouldnt want me to know

suneater just forget I said anything

sunnysidey/n: tamaaa what did I say about that (╥_╥)

sunnysidey/n: you can talk to me about anything, and you *dont* need to apologize!! ٩(●ᴗ●)۶

suneater: ok im sorry

sunnysidey/n: -_-

sunnysidey/n: anyways! To answer your question; I think you know who I'm talking about (we're in the same class, after all) you've just gotta admit it to yourself ¯\_(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)_/¯

suneater: ok...

suneater: im not ready for that yet

sunnysidey/n: i know tama! dont worry (っ´▽｀)っ

suneater: (.づ◡﹏◡)づ ⊂(・▽・⊂) sunnysidey/n reacted "❤️" to this message

sunnysidey/n: AHHH ITS LITERALLY US!!

sunnysidey/n · 12w

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sunnysidey/n being 18 means we can buy fireworks whenever(▀U ▀-͠) happy random day of school guys!!

Tagged: suneater, yuyu.haya, lemirio, nejirechan

nejirechan the way amajiki is looking at your sparkler in worry ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ) sunnysidey/n nejirechan he does have an anxiety disorder, but I can totally be delusional and think he was looking out for me!! ( ˘ ³˘)♥ suneater sunnysidey/n but I was worried... what if it got in your hair? sunnysidey/n suneater UBIUBREIBVLKSDBLIVUHJB sunnysidey/n suneater I mean!! thanks!! <3 lemirio sunnysidey/n he just blushed and put his face in the wall( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

yuyu.haya me you and nejire need to hang out more. it was super fun being with you today nejirechan yuyu.haya OOOO SHOPPING TRIP SOON?? sunnysidey/n nejirechan IM SO DOWN!! TEHEHEH (≧◡≦)

suneater it was so fun. i'm glad you didn't catch on fire sunnysidey/n suneater did you doubt me o(╥﹏╥) suneater sunnysidey/n only a little. you can be forgetful. I was worried you'd forget it was in your hand then scratch your head T_T sunnysidey/n suneater well then I'm glad you were looking out for me <3

suneater · 8w

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suneater y/n just... barged into my room and is making me watch her favorite movies while she pauses every few seconds to analyze the scene (this is our third movie)

sunnysidey/n YOU?? POSTED?? ME?? OH MY GOSH. YOUR FIRST POST IN TWO YEARS AND ITS ME??? suneater sunnysidey/n well, you're the one who's hanging out with me right now. I thought this was worth posting. sorry if thats weird. I'll go home. sunnysidey/n suneater NO SHHHHH ofc its okay!! Im overjoyed rn!! and you cant go home, i'm in your home =^ v ^=

sunnysidey/n no one else listens to me yap like you. mirio always has his own opinions he wants to say, and Nejire changes the subject SOOOO fast. You just listen (＾ω＾)人(＾ω＾) suneater sunnysidey/n i'm glad you like talking to me lemirio sunnysidey/n thats cute and all, but why are we catching strays -_- sunnysidey/n lemirio IM SORRY I DIDNT MEAN TO LIKE INSULT YOU TWO, I WAS JUST SAYING!! I LOVE YOU BOTH VERY VERY VERY MUCH, YOU AND NEJIRE ARE VERY MUCH MY BEST FRIENDS TOO!

INSTAGRAM DIRECT!

You replied to suneater's story: ≧⁰,⁰≦

sunnysidey/n: are you ready?

suneater: i think so...

suneater: im nervous, like more nervous than usual

sunnysidey/n: oh its okay!! i'm super nervous too

sunnysidey/n: we can be nervous together

suneater: okay... can you go first?

sunnysidey/n: ofc

sunnysidey/n: I've liked you since our first year. you just came into my life so naturally I couldn't help it. At first I wanted to tell you right away, but I knew you'd panic and I didn't want to upset you in any way. So I waited and waited until it felt like it was going away, but I guess it never did. I reallyyyyyy like you, Tama.

sunnysidey/n: but are you ready to like me?

suneater: um I've liked you since the autumn semester of our second year... the day you stayed behind with me while everyone went and watched a horror movie because I was too scared. Even though it was a rerun of your favorite... I was so scared to ruin what we had so I didn't say anything.

suneater: this is so embarrassing...

sunnysidey/n: nothing to be embarrassed of ✧٩(•́⌄•́๑)و ✧

suneater: you knew I liked you, but you never outright said it... why?

sunnysidey/n: i didn't wanna make you anxious :]

sunnysidey/n: i wanted you to be ready and not have a forced hand in admitting your feelings for me. buttt i couldn't stop myself from posting and admiring you ( ˘ ³˘)♥

suneater: you're effortlessly make me happy without even knowing it... you're so special to me, n/n sunnysidey/n reacted "❤️" to this message

suneater: will you be my girlfriend?

sunnysidey/n: obviously!! <33

suneater: <3

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incase I lost the plot: Y/n liked Tamaki first, Y/n knew Tamaki liked her back but didn't say anything, Tamaki knew Y/n liked him but was nervous so he didn't say anything.

alsooo y/n's quirk in this is smth to do with eggs i guess, hence the "sunny side" (cause yk a sunny side up egg) ((im so creative))

[woozvc]

notice you

1.0 (season finale)

word count - 1.8k ish

you keep your phone down for a while. me and vernon replays in your head. maybe it's the stress from the interview being released or maybe it's something else, suddenly you're laying in bed like a motionless doll staring at the ceiling. events from your meet up with vernon replay in your head.

how when he saw u walk over to him he broke out in the biggest smile ever. how he didn't immediately hand you your wallet, instead took his time to ask how you were and if you had eaten. when you said no he responded

" I know a place nearby let's go"

"oh it's okay we don't have to I've already made u come all the way here just to give me my wallet"

"I want to hang out with you let's go"

I want to hang out with you. he wanted to spend time with you with or without the wallet. but surely it didn't mean much?

you guys stop by a nearby cafe, it's small with no one around. the smell of freshly made ramen fills your nose as u remember you hadn't eaten at all.

both of you sit down and make small talk about life, goals, the future and what not. vernon is genuine in his answers, that's something you admired about him since the first time you both met.

admire, that's the word u use when u see vernon.

admiration fills your eyes when he talks about his love for music and his passion.music has been your life goal since forever, and you wouldn't give up being an idol for anything. it was nice knowing that someone you look upto also feels the same. it felt comforting that he also felt the effect of music.

admire, that's the word you use for vernon when he offers to take a walk around the river after you finish eating.

he's a bit awkward, it's very evident. both of you clueless as to if this is okay, adrenaline pumping in your blood at the thought of being caught. but for some reason you didn't care, not when you're with him.walking around with him felt natural, something about him feels familiar, it feels comfortable.

admire, the word both of you use when you finally say goodbye.

it's around midnight and the river area is getting crowded with college kids having picnics with their friends. that's when you both decide to head home. it's comfortable, but there's a feeling of longing. you want to stay there with him but you know u can't. "I'll see you around" leaves your lips as u walk away, clutching your wallet in your hand.

admire, that's the word vernon used for you when he saw you debut showcase for the first time on his YouTube for you page.

he was bored, he has nothing else to do. autoplay helped though, he heard an unfamiliar melody fill his ears and suddenly he was watching all your videos on your channel for the next 2 hours.

admire, the word vernon uses to hide the fact he didn't just notce you, he admired you.

"sometimes things are better left unsaid" you both think as you turn your phones off, last texts never getting sent.

synopsis - you get invited to your first MAMA awards after debuting as a soloist. a dream come true for u. your fans are ecstatic but they can't help but notice how this one idol keeps stealing glances at u......and you can't ignore it either.

pairing — vernon x gn!reader

genre/s — smau, idol au, fluff, minor angst

warnings — a lot of cursing

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note — Y'ALL I'M SORRY FOR MAKING THE FINALE SO ANGSTY BUT I PROMISE SEASON 2 WILL BE BETTER PLEASE FORGIVE ME. but yes omg we finally ended season 1!! I didn't know this series would blow up as much as it did and I'm so grateful. this series will be on hold for a while, I'll focus on my other series which is coming up and more one shots but this WILL RETURN!! thank you for loving notice you as much as I do <3

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— ELLIOTT BA SPOILERS —

this is me liveblogging the entire ba. theres lots of screaming. youve been warned.

18+ only obviously

FIRST OF ALL. called this. i KNEW this fucking audio was coming. literally called it. second of all, this is my first time liveblogging so idk if thisll be good or not ahgjsdfkl

OOO DREAMSCAPE NOISESS. i love how twinkly they are

him teasing themmm :(( i love themb

"we dreamwalkers call it 'the ingress'" love how erik drops dreamwalker lore in this ba thats so funny

elliott is so giggly and sweet sounding :((

"yknow, i can judge you on the fact that you have a dream about shopping at a grocery store... [laughs] no, no i will never let you live that down" STOPPP thats so cute him referencing his first audio with them awwweeee

eriks voice acting has gotten so good. like the stutters and imperfections feel like genuine instead of scripted, like hes actually elliott actually floundering for words a little. its sogood

(are you okay?) "no no, i'm- i'm okay" STOPP literally what did i say before. it sounds so genuine and like real

"y'know how some days you just feel kinda... off?" mood king. but also. is this bc of the memory modification brachium did?

"... i dunno. it's just- it's been kind of a weird day ... i mean, i don't even know what i'm talking about ... like you know when you have a bad dream, and even though you know its a dream ... and it shouldn't have any impact on you, but the rest of the day you feel off" HEY NOW. HEY NOW.

"i mean i'm not a huge people person most of the time, maybe its that, maybe hanging out with aaron and his partner drained my battery a little" honestly if i didnt know what the deal was id be like yeah same

"i know we didnt have any dreamscaping planned tonight but i... i didn't really wanna spend the night alone in my head if thats okay. it- it almost feels like... like i miss you?? or like i had been missing you?" BRACHIUM WHEN I CATCH YOU BRACHIUM. SHUT UPPP OH MY GOD :(( thats actually so fucking sad and sweet. like his body and his brain remembers missing sunshine so fiercely but the memories arent there so he just feels off-kilter and like he misses them for some reason WHAT THE SHIT :((

"you havent had a work trip for a while, we spent all night together. you're literally laying next to me in bed in the waking world, like, you're right there! like i could wake up and poke you right now" he is so goofy and silly but not in a guy way and i really appreciate that

"[im a little tired] and maybe a little sappy. i guess i just hadnt gotten my fill of you today" HEHEHEHE...

THEYRE KISSINGGGGGG

"i just wanna be with you rn, and i dont know why ... no, no thats not what i meant!" I LOVE HOW SUNSHINE RIBS ON HIM :(( like they really are just besties who fell in love

i love the way elliott kisses sunshine. if that makes any sense dhjgfshd

"i love being with you [kiss] in dreams, in reality, anywhere. if its you, im happy." when is it my turn god.

"im just the boy next door... the boy next door with a brain that can handle managing the near infinite minutia of an entire dreamscape, flawlessly under pressure, at a labyrinth black certified level. yknow, simple stuff like that" WOW YOUR HONOR IM IN LOVE WITH HIM

"i mean it really is simple when it comes to you. you're there? im happy. you're not? im not. and right now i could use some happy" theyre the cutest couple god im ill abt them

"the dreamhouse- pardon the pun" IM SO EMOTIONAL OVER THAT WAIT :(( HE CALLS THE HOUSE HE MADE FOR HIM AND SUNSHINE THE DREAMHOUSE

"ba-dum-bum!" im making out with him rn

"yeah, well, if you didn't like a dork, you wouldn't have stuck around. cuz i am one, through and through. and you knew that; you've known that as long as you've known me" and when i throw myself into the sea then what. then what

"starting us in the bedroom is a perfectly logical start to the dream" its also a good starting point for me to rail you-

GOD THE WAY ERIK DOES MAKING OUT... like the softer kisses to start, how they slowly start getting deeper as they get more into the kiss..... incredible

THE WAY HE MAKES SURE SUNSHINE ISNT FORCING THEMSELF TO FUCK CUZ HE PUT THEM IN THE BEDROOM :((

i just realized we're gonna get updated elliott Noises. ogh. im so excited

sunshine really does love taking care of him :((

WAIT ARE THEY BLOWING HIM??? THIS IS THE LASKO BA ALL OVER AGAIN. ERIK GIVE US LIKE. SOMETHING TO KNOW WHEN THE LISTENER IS GOING DOWN ON THE SPEAKER DHFJGAFHGS

god his NOISES. hes so vocal n i love it

I LOVE WHEN THE SPEAKERS CALL THE LISTENERS BABY AS A SECOND PET NAME ITS SO CUTE. also. elliott just has the cutest noises wowow

"can i hold your head?" THATS HOW YOU DO IT FOLKS. also babygirl you can pull my hair any day of the week

I LOVE HOW BREATHY HE IS??? also some of his noises are deeper than i wouldve expected from him but i love it so much :flushed:

HE WAS STANDING THAT WHOLE TIME??? GODDAMN SUNSHINE

WHOA WHOA WHOA WHAT WAS THAT NOISE HELLO???? THE STUTTERING RASPY MOAN????? WHAT THE FUCK????? THAT WAS THE HOTTEST NOISE EVER WHAT THE SHIT

i just KNOW hes holding sunshine by the head not to control the pace but to steady himself and to have something to hold onto while they suck his dick like a pro

WE LOVE A MAN WHO KISSES THEIR PARTNER AFTER ORAL SEX

"oh god the things you do" SIR IM ON THE FLOOR RN WHAT WAS THAT FUCKING VOICE???????

"is it too bright?" mans has the sun reacting to his emotions thats so cool and also hot

"im looking at you... you look so incredible with the horizon behind you" im going to propose if you keep talking to me like that

"i got the idea from that trip we took up to the lake" ERIK GIVE US SOME FLASHBACKS TO THEIR CAMPING TRIPS PLEASE i would love one where theyre not dating yet but theyre obviously dancing around it god thatd be so good

"all these oranges and reds and purples... eyes shining in the waning light" hes so romantic

"hey... i have an idea" oh?

"howd you like to see that sunset up close?" ARE WE GONNA FUCK IN THE SKY??

"do you trust me?" YES YES YES

THE WAY HE IMMEDIATELY GRABS ONTO SUNSHINE TO REASSURE THEM AND SAYS THAT HES GOT THEM :((

ARE THEY IN A CLOUD???? WHAT THE FUCK???

"you deserve it... everything beautiful and wonderful, you deserve it." god hes so good at making sunshine believe they have worth in this life :((

i love how you can tell when erik is kissing someones lips vs when hes kissing their skin. the noises are so subtle yet distinct and its so good at helping you realize where things are happening. but also... sunshine where are your clothes sjdfhkg

"d'you-do you like it?" HIS LITTLE HESITATION LIKE HES WORRIED SUNSHINE DOESNT LIKE THE DREAM STOPPP :(( hes so fucking cute i cant stand it

"lay back... let the clouds hold you" ok real talk i have a bad phobia of heights (specifically the edge of things) but i would brave my phobia if it meant a hot dreamwalker was going to fuck me in the clouds

"sunset skin... my sunshine" I AM ON THE FLOOR AGAIN THIS IS THE MOST ROMANTIC THING :(( i love when he says "my sunshine" CUZ THEY ARE HIS SUNSHINE IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE!!!!!!

"can i?" YOU FUCKING BETTER GO DOWN ON ME DUDE

HIS FUCKING GIGGLES?? "okay... then spread 'em a little bit" HIS VOICE IS SO SOFT AND TEASING ALMOST WOWOWOW

erik knows how to make gender neutral oral sex work very well. im genuinely impressed

"so good..." sorry but if someone said that after going down on me i would marry them on the spot

"can i?" YOU BETTER FUCK SUNSHINE RN IM GOING CRAZY IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS FOR LIKE FOUR FUCKIN YEARS

GOD HIS NOISES?????????? THEYRE SO LIKE. ROUGH. N ALMOST FERAL. AND SO APPRECIATIVE????

"just a sec... god it feels so good... just to be inside- all the way... together" WOOOOOOOW WOW WOW WOW IM SO LONELY HOLY SHIT HJGSDAHJ

"yeah i just wanna feel it for a sec... all of it... all of you" hes so lustdrunk rn its craaaaaazy woooooow. i mean considering this is the first time theyve fucked in days after the events of the balance (not that they remember it) im sure it would feel overwhelming

"lemme see your neck" god n the way he marks them up...... plus its a callback!! we love a callback!! technically its a callback to two diff things, his first ba and his "dreamwalker bf helps you in your dreams" when theyre on the beach!

"oh yeah.... moan for me" HIS VOICE. HJDFGKFGHKDJ!!!!!!!! ./////. "yeah? its just us, and the sky; let it all out." him encouraging them to be loud?????? what the fuck????????

pleasuredrunk elliott is something i knew i needed but didnt know i needed this badly holy shit

"you look so incredible.... no, no, not just the sunset. the sunset's just casting a light on whats already there" WHOAAAAAAA. THATS SO???? ROMANTIC?????? HOLY SHIT???????

"all the imperfections are what make you perfect. make you real... warm, and real, and here... with me" WOW THATS. YEAH. OW. THAT HURTS A LITTLE

I LOVE WHEN HE CALLS THEM MY SUNSHINE HEHEHEHE

god his NOISESSSSS i cant get over them. he sounds so obsessed with sunshine its crazy.

"no- no let me, let me... i wanna be the one to make you come" AAAAAAAH!!!!!!!

i love when the speakers jerk off/touch the listener to help get them close. like its so intimate and hot.

n the noises of him touching them,,,

"yeah, yeah, get loud," SIR??? SIR???????

"feeling me while im..... in you..." the way his voice like dissolves into pleasure is craaaaazy. erik what are you fucking to make those noises??

"throw your head back... let the clouds hold you while i fill you up-" WHOAAAA WHOA WHOA WHOA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JGHDFKFGDHJKSDGKFHJDKGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"youre tightening down...... now?... yesss, yes sunshine, come for me, come-" OH MY FUCKING GOD??????????????

HIS NOISES????????? FUCK ME????????????

AND THE WAY IT SOUNDS LIKE HES PANTING INTO THEIR NECK/CLOSE TO THEIR SKIN,,,,,, GOD. GODDDDDDD.

AND THEN HE BRINGS THEM BACK TO THE BED. HIS FUCKING SHUSHING AND THE "no its okay, i got you" GODDDD

their aftercare kissing n cuddling. wow :((

"i love you so much, baby... you make me feel so good... you feel so... right. its just easy with you. its real with you, even here, where none of it is.. real. its us. and that makes it- real ... in my arms.. its real." THATS SO FUCKING SWEET WHAT THE FUCK

"i never wanna have to miss you again" SHUT THE FUCK UP ERIK IM GONNA FUCKIGN CRY

"we're forever" THEY ARE THEYRE SO FOREVER LIKE THEYRE GONNA GET MARRIED AND BUILD THAT DREAM HOUSE AND GROW OLD TOGETHER PLEASE ERIK :(((((((

"i love you sunshine" mirroring the end of his first ba I WILL CRY

and the really soft kisses as the audio fades out :((

WOW that was. wow. i mean. what else can i say dude????? that was so fucking good. best ba we've had in easily awhile. holy fuck dude

[jyushi-thoughts]

have you watch the Takoyaki Party? how do you like it? I'm kinda satisfied cause I'm surprised by the descriptions about Totoko's growth😊she's such a nice girl who loves fish as always☺️☺️

OOC: I have! Funny you send me this ask, I was just about to talk about it on my main! EXTREMELY LONG RAMBLE INCOMING!!

Ahh what a sweet little movie.. While the wacky shenanigans are my favorite part of this show, I always still love a slice of life "nothing happens" kind of plot. And it couldn't have come at a better time honestly. I've been feeling like Totoko a lot lately.

As a character, Totoko hasn't really been focused on in depth very often, but it's clear that she's always had a problem with comparing herself to others. She always wants to be better than everyone else, and feels self conscious about it. She's also always trying to force herself into feminine stereotypes that don't really fit her personality or interests. It's nice to see that explored a little more here, though it's osomatsu san so they won't get too deep into it of course.

She's anxious at the pressure to become a "real adult" like Nyaa and her brother Fighting Yowai are. Specifically the focus here seems to be on having children. I mean when you really think about it, that's the supposed "end goal" of being what society says is a "proper adult" yknow? Especially for women. She's clearly feeling kinda behind when she's seeing Nyaa chan be an independent single mother, and now with her brother coming home with his wife and new baby. Totoko is nowhere near ready to be independent like that.

Sooo it's easier to just forget about real life for a while and hang out with the Matsus! They're always the same, ever since they were kids! They're not "real adults" either, but they seem to be carefree and having lots of fun every day! So everyone in town who has to work so hard, they can just party with the matsus for as long as they can!

The matsus are sorta anxious about their lack of independence too, but that feeling kinda lessened ever since season 1. It seems like over time they accepted it to the point where they're PROUD to be NEETS now, or at least apathetic to it. So to them, they don't really understand why everyone else wants the sleepover to last forever. Time stands still for them anyway.

Plus either way, while they are pressured by society to be "proper adults", it's kinda different for them as cis men. Totoko's focus on having children is something that comes with very different social expectations and baggage. Pretty much all women are expected to be mothers someday, and it can feel incredibly stifling and stressful when you know that there's a time limit on that. A time limit on finding a partner and settling down, thats terrible! Plus then, even when that happens, the idealized version is never the reality. At the party, everyone is so happy. The old guys are full of energy, and Nyaa's toddler is behaving as a perfect cute angel. But in the split second flashbacks at the end, we can see the tedium of their day to day jobs, Matsuyo coping with aging, the struggles Nyaa goes through to raise her baby alone, ...Dayon's cat dies or something.. idk

So isn't it easier to forget about that reality and hang around with the matsus, who always go at their own pace? That's way more fun!

I've also been thinking too, on a more personal level. Gosh this show is 8 years old. ITS 8 YEARS OLD!!! ITS IN THE THIRD GRADE! What a nightmare the passage of time is. So yeah I've been feeling like Totoko. And I'm sentimental about this show! For whatever reason, my brain decided to fixate on it for all this time.

The matsus were kinda my ambassadors to adulthood really. I just graduated highschool and was starting my first semester of college when I first watched this show. And the feeling of "oh god we're supposed to be adults but we don't know what we're doing!!" that went from being funny to WAY TOO RELATABLE super quickly. And man, back then I certainly didn't think id still be feeling that way after 8 years. I'll probably be feeling it forever. Buuut reality still goes on and time is passing, and we're all older and Nyaa chan's baby is a toddler now. But the matsus are the same, and for a little while we can forget about reality and party with them for a little while~!

Even if the matsus are reeeeeeallly sick of it..

And that reminds me of another thing too. When the matsus were like sick and dying and begging for sleep when the whole town was forcing them to keep partying... That.. was meta commentary right? Like, I can't interpret that any other way. Like the show writers are just trying to tell us that they're BURNT OUT. Which, let's be fair, that's understandable I guess. (I mean not to ME because I feel like the matsus have infinite stories they could be used for but. anyway.) If that's true, and the writers are just begging to let the matsus finally go to sleep. I'm kinda fine with it! I genuinely think that this movie is a PERFECT series finale. It brushes on the anxiety of adulthood that the show is known for, it gives a spotlight to the beloved side characters, and it feels like a nice calm little summary of the whole thing. We had a fun party with these guys, and we can go back and play with them whenever we get tired of being adults for a while.

...so yea! I liked it! :3

And I'll be ready in 20-30 years when they reboot it as Osomatsu-Ojiisan where the brothers are all middle aged lmao

[quidfree]

Hi first off I wanted to say I fucking love your writing, you've seriously got a beautiful style and you seem to understand tsh characters so damn well it's crazy. Second I have four very important questions for you if you wouldn't mind

1. in your mind/ in your tsh fics does francis have long/longish hair? I know it said in the book he has a short mop of hair or whatever but I really don't like that so in my mind he grew it out after Hampden or something.

2. in sober ii when Richard says " I haven't- since you" before Francis kisses him does he mean he hasn't fucked since Francis committed or he hasn't been with a man since francis in college? this doesn't actually matter but I'm curious

3. this is a bit more broad but I wanted to know what you thought about the Theo's three big romantic relationships in tgf (kitsey, Pippa, Boris)

4. have you read the little friend? did you like it? coz everyone seems to hate it but it was the first Donna tartt I read and I had me completely hooked for weeks. I literally re read it constantly and when I finished I would just start it over. I especially liked the dynamics with the ratliff family and ended up feeling kind of attached to Danny even if he obviously wasn't a great person. (I didn't like the amount of slurs she used in it though but that's a whole other topic)

sorry this is very long but I'd like to hear your thoughts on this

well first off thank you very much. i love when characters feel true to the source material. and i love questions like these, whether fic based or otherwise!

francis to me doesn't have a shoulder length mane or whatever (he's too conservative for that) but i also agree he wouldn't just have short hair like the other guys. i see him w a sort of bob-length situation- long enough to tuck behind the ears and such. i saw a rich guy in a paris gay bar once who was extremely over-dressed w a suit jacket hanging like a cape over his shoulders complaining to his friends about the venue and he looked exactly like what i picture francis as but unfortunately i can't airdrop my memory of this man to anyone so you'll just have to take my word for it.

richard's just saying he's never been w another guy. which i can't imagine he would have been. he's lucky francis has a long history of sleeping w straight guys bc honestly...

oh that is a big one. i think id need to do a separate post it so lmk if you want it. in the meantime more on the characters themselves... kitsey to me is an undersung hero like i love the character so much. she's so interesting and deeply fucked up. in her own mercenary way she is being so much realer w theo than he gives her credit for bc she sees thru the act of normalcy he is clinging to, as an expert actress herself. pippa i also think is great altho i actually have less of a sense of who she is than w kitsey due to the tartt protagonist dehumanize-woman-ray at work; i really like the layers of her relationship to theo and the way we the audience can glimpse at her reality beneath it, her discomfort and her charm. like she does love him and they are brothersistersouls and she is actually fucked in ways that theo is without knowing it and sometimes not, but she is also like white-knuckling a shot at being Okay and trying from a safe distance to get theo in that kind of uncomfortable space too. and then boris obviously is the easy fan favourite bc there's just so much to him. he's deeply charismatic yes but he's also really interesting. in many ways he's a lot more grown up and realistic than theo, at every age, but he's still self-destructive, just more outwards than inwards, and i think while his lack of introspection saves him theo's inner agonies it also shuts him off to some level of profound codependent connection which he and theo r always tight-rope walking over.

have not read it, didn't know everyone hated it. i tend to have too long a to-read list to read multiple works by the same author in any kind of reasonable timeframe.

hope these thoughts were of interest.

[jessegrayson]

Scream: Class Reunion

We open on a young couple. Miguel and Oliver- two young men out on a date leaving a movie. They’re high schoolers- one tall handsome and cool, wearing a leather jacket and jeans. He smiles and it's like the sun rising in the night. It's late- the parking lot is basically empty save for a few cars from the restaurant that shares the lot.

A deep orange moon hangs in the sky above, obscured by some stringy stray clouds. Miguel is smiling down at his date for the evening. He is shorter, preppier, and beaming with nervousness. The two had never been on a public date before. Clandestine trysts at parties and scant kisses in between classes were nothing compared to this- being together like normal people.

They’re talking excitedly about the movie they’d just seen. A horror movie. It's not unusual in their town, horror movies. In fact, they were so common the general population could have done without a new one for quite a while.

The city of Woodsboro didn't have the pleasure of being a general viewer of slasher movies. Here- horror movies weren't just something you got to watch, they were something you lived. It had been 10 years since the last 'sequel' and there was a quiet in the air that felt familiar. It felt like the camera, among other things, are about to roll.

They stop in the parking lot as the lights of the theater begin to shut off. Oliver and Miguel say their goodbyes and part with a single soft kiss. Oliver grins to himself as they part and turn to walk to their cars. He didn't feel like this was real. It was one thing for the soulful bad boy to be all over you in secret but they were like on a date. He didn't kid himself, there were a lot of words to describe him but cool wasn't one of them. Sheltered? Maybe. Studious? Definitely. Kinda slutty? Only in the YA books he secretly wrote in study hall. But cool? Definitely not one of them.

Miguel was cool. Genuinely cool. He was tall, gorgeous, carefree, and always showed just enough of his stomach when he stretched to show off his happy trail and defined abs. He was way out of Oliver's league- but here they were. On a date.

Oliver arrives at his care and moves to fish his keys from his jacket pocket. He pauses, still aglow. Behind him we see Miguel turn back in the distance. He looks like he wants to say something. A sneaky grin spreads across his face- His arm raises but he stops as he is suddenly engulfed by a hooded figure and pulled into the shadows between cars. Oliver doesn't notice.

He pulls out his keys and looks back over to Miguel- likely still getting into his car... only there's nothing there. His brow furrows in confusion. Had he left already? It didn't look like any of the cars had moved but he also wasn't really focusing on them. Oliver was just about to call Miguel's name when-

his phone rings.

He blinks, looking at it- it’s Miguel. That same bright smile looks back at him from the caller ID. Oliver smiles to himself and answers. "Calling me already? Aren’t you afraid you’re going to come off despy?"

There's a silence on the other end. It's hollow. Maybe it was the movie he'd just seen but it felt foreboding.

"Oh- um, hi." A voice finally spoke up on the other end of the call. It definitely wasn't Miguel. The voice didn't have the same playful confidence. "I think someone left their phone in the theater?"

"Oh! I’m sorry-" He shook his head. The one and only time he'd playfully answered a call without stumbling over his words and it was a theater usher. "Uhm, yeah. I think this is my friend's phone. We were just in the movie."

Oliver looks around for Miguel to see if he'd maybe missed him before- but he was all alone.

"Oh? Is he there with you."

Oliver suddenly feels vulnerable. "No, he just left."

"Fuck" The guy on the other end of the phone blurts out. He's clearly tired and just wants to go home. "But you know whose phone this is, right?"

"Yeah, you couldn't miss us." Oliver crosses his arms over his chest. "It wasn't exactly a packed theater."

"Oh yeah, I think I remember checking you two in." The voice replies. There's something behind his words that feels snake-like. Knowing. "Just a friend, huh?"

"Yeah something like that."

"Well uhm, I have to finish some closing stuff in here but if you want you can come grab your friend's phone."

Oliver looks around for any other sign of life. Even the restaurant across the parking lot sounded like it had closed down for the night. He turned back to the theater and it looked the same- dark, empty. Granted- this theater had seen much better days. It was older and didn't see big crowds with blockbusters let alone horror sequels that were less than hyped. "Okay." He said, moving across the parking lot towards the doors.

"The doors are still unlocked. Let yourself in."

Oliver got to the doors and pushed- it was locked. "Uhm, no. The door is locked." He could hear something inside moving around. He'd expected the door to pop open- but nothing moved.

"Oh sorry, someone must have locked it. We keep the last door on the left open for employees to take the trash out. Try that one."

Oliver looked down the row of doors- the entrance in question was steeped in shadow at the very end of the building. He took in a sharp breath and started walking towards the door. He could feel the fear rising him his throat but he shoved it down. "Stop being stupid." He scolded himself as he slowly crept away from the light of the entrance and into the darkness. of the night. "You're just freaking out because of the stupid movie."

"You still there?" The voice asks, causing Oliver to jump out of his own skin in surprise. "Whoah- you okay? I didn't scare you, did I?"

"No," Oliver grips the door handle and pulls the door open freely. Finally. He can get in and get out. "It's open. I'm coming in."

"I wouldn't blame you. I get spooked after watching scary movies too." He paused. "Are you into scary movies?"

"Yeah, I guess. I mean I grew up in Woodsboro so it's kind of a prerequisite." He's entered through an exit door at the end of a long hall of enclaves that lead to the theaters. The signs above them still glow with their final showtimes of the night. He can see the lobby down the hallway.

"Yeah, I guess." The voice replied, languishing in a moment that felt like silk coming over the phone. It was like whoever he was talking to relished saying these words. "What's your favorite scary movie?"

"Oh come on." Oliver chuckles to himself. "Really? That tired old line?"

"What's wrong? It's a classic for a reason."

"Maybe in the nineties or something." Oliver relaxes a little. Just being in the safety of the building helps him with feeling less anxious. "Don't get me wrong, Stab movies are a staple of the genre but they're not scary anymore."

"You think?"

"It's the nature of a franchise. Eventually the killer just becomes a joke. Look at Michael Myers- they've rebooted that franchise to Hell." Oliver nears the end of the hallway and pauses. The lights are low and there's a vague shape standing by the doors- shrouded in darkness.

"Michael Myers is just a movie." The voice replies, his voice is lower. It's darker- familiar. "The Stab movies are real. Based on true events."

"Yeah but not..." Oliver stumbles over his words, not taking his eyes off of the shape in the lobby. "all of them."

"And what's why they've gotten so bad. Do you wanna know what makes a good Stab movie?" The voice pauses, waiting for Oliver to come to the realization of where he is. "True events to base them on."

"That's not funny," Oliver states, he can feel himself trembling. He starts to step back towards the hallway, preparing to run for the door that he'd entered through. He started to mentally retrace his steps and make a plan. Run. Door. Run. Keys. Car. Go.

"Where are you going? Don't you want your friend's phone?"

Oliver stops. He's definitely being watched. It was now or never. He hangs up his phone and immediately takes off towards the back entrance. He slams into the door, pushing with the weight of his entire body- but it won't budge. The door is locked. "Fuck!" He yelled out in frustration and tried pushing at it again.

It wouldn't move.

The sound of a door opening and closing in the lobby echoed through the theater. Whoever locked the door must have come back inside. He must have come back in. Oliver cursed himself for coming inside the building- hating himself for even going on this date and trying to move forward with Miguel. If he'd just stayed in his lane and understood their differences were defining- he wouldn't be here in this theater with a psychopathic Stab fanatic.

Another sound in the lobby breaks the silence of the theater and Oliver knows it's time to move. He pushes away from the door and dips into the enclave of the first theater door. Hidden out of view he tries to open the door- it won't budge. Oliver peers around the corner and into the hallway- it was clear. He darts into the next enclave, doing his best to stay out of view.

just as he tries the door, it flings open and a black shrouded figure bursts out of the doorway, knocking Oliver off of his feet.

From here Oliver is chased through the lobby and we see all the decor and posters for STAB X: THE NEXT GENERATION plastering the walls.

The killer ends up chasing Oliver into an empty theater where we get the reveal of Miguel’s body. After a hide n seek in between the rows of the chairs- he is gutted in front of the screen and then hoisted up by the neck.

The camera lights up bathing his dead body in shaky footage that settles on a large shot of the Ghostface mask with Quinn’s bleeding corpse resting between the eyes, his blood smearing across the screen.

CUT TO TITLE

FADE IN: JILL��S APARTMENT

We open with Jill. She gets up and we see a scar on her stomach before she slides a robe on and starts the shower. It’s a normal morning for her. She walks into the living room and opens the windows up and we see the beautiful skyline of Seattle. She grabs a bottle of water from her fridge and hears her phone start ringing. She doesn’t recognize the number so she ends the call- and sees the notifications on her phone going crazy. The latest is from Kirby: TURN ON GALE’S SHOW.

She turns the TV on and we angle on Gale Weathers’ morning show.

Angle on TV: Gale is reporting on the murder of two teenagers in Woodsboro.

CUT TO: CHARLIE’S APARTMENT

We pull back to see Charlie watching the same report in his own apartment. He’s dressed for the day, watching intently with a bag across his chest. He was clearly about to head out when he got the text.

Holding on the concern on his face, we hear Gale explaining the details: Teenagers were posed like Casey and Steve, were dating, and found by theater staff the next morning. We see their school pictures on the screen. They were at the theater seeing the latest Stab movie- the one based on Noah Reid’s rampage through Woodsboro 10 years ago.

CUT TO: KIRBY’S STUDIO

Angling back on Gale for a moment we transition to Kirby Reed, who is moving through her studio apartment, throwing things onto her bed next to an open bag. Her phone sits black screened on the bed next to it. She feels rushed, manic. She’s been dreading this day and after an amount of time- she had hoped that it wouldn’t have happened.

Her phone chimes and lights up- Robbie is calling her. She grabs the phone and answers.

CUT TO: WOODSBORO CINEMA

Robbie, clad in a Woodsboro Deputy uniform, has turned away from the crime scene and speaks closely into the phone. Kirby grills him for information but he isn’t giving anything away. She asks if there’s a reason for them to be afraid and he stays silent. There’s something he isn’t telling her. He tells her that he will see her soon, implying that there’s something he can’t say. They hang up and he looks back at the crime scene.

Oliver, still hanging with his internal organs spilling out onto the stage floor. Robbie walks back over to the scene and where Miguel’s shoulders is a Woodsboro letterman jacket with the last name ‘SHELDON’.

[khodorkovskaya]

Hey so men are shitbags and I'd like to ask your opinion on a situation here......

So right been talking to this guy...... and we often had quite slowish convos like answering every few hours when we werent busy etc....

But he was kinda chatty lile telling me about his day and sent a selfie after having a drink etc

But then after that got odd.... like didnt respond to my question for 2 days, but then responded to it and asked me a question like what I was planning for the weekend etc so I thought he wanted to talk... but then didnt respond for over a day again but was nice like, oh that sounds lovely are you planning on doing much there?

So again I thought he wanted to talk becasue why would you ask questions if not right??

Again answered a day later, like it literally took him 30 hours to say what his dog was called... I said happy birthday and he was like thanks so I asked if he had a nice time,and he got a bit chatty again like answering within an hour etc, yes he did then he asked if I had much planned for this week so obvs I responded and asked if he did too??? But like it's the end of the week now and hes never responded so I'm like?? Did he actually want to speak to me or not?

Hes also liked my photo I posted of me

But I'm a bit like, does he actually wanna talk to me?? Becasue one min I think he does when he asks questions right because why would you if you didnt wanna talk but then hes read my response and question asking what he planned and just not replied and ifs been a few days, that makes me think hmm maybe he doesnt wanna talk actually????????

What's your thoughts please??? Also ik not a psycho on just generally confused becasue I thought he might like me and I just want a bit advice or opinions please becasue I've never talk talked to a guy in years....

Do I message and ask if he had a good week??

if there's one thing that my past relationship's taught me is that if you want a fulfilling relationship with someone, they have to have the same texting style as you. both of you have to be on the same page in terms of how you communicate. (and im not talking only about romantic relationships, this can apply to anything really.)

so my ex for example would always take super long to reply and i always found it super frustrating. as my mum says, i always be on my damn phone! so it's weird if someone takes over an hour to reply. for me, if i don't reply, it's because A im extremely busy or B im ignoring you. otherwise i reply almost immediately to any text i get bc my phone is always next to me. that's how i function and i want my future partner to be on the same page.

my ex was completely different, he didn't have social media and his phone would always be on silent and he would often even leave the house without it. so he would always take hourssss to reply. i, being the lonely teenage girl with low self esteem that i was, would send him a billion texts, spam him with memes and call him all the time and when he wouldn't reply id feel sad and abandoned. so i totally get what you're saying with the guy being chatty and then ignoring you for two days, that was literally my ex. we'd see each other, have sex, and then he just wouldn't reply for 24+ hours. and id want to kms.

and every time i would be super frustrated, not only because i felt like he didn't care about me, but also because i felt like i couldn't rely on him. what if something urgent happened and i needed him to pick up the phone? every time id text or call him there would only be like a 10% chance that he would pick up or reply immediately.

and it also imposed the fact that he was the one controlling the relationship. id text him "let's hang out" and then wait for the whole day for him to reply, unable to make other plans bc what if he replies and im not free anymore. so id spend days in my room, ignoring my friends, hoping that he will check his phone and agree to hang out with me. if he said yes, id reply the very second bc it was that rare for him to be on his phone. and sometimes the day would go by and he'd text "no" at like 8pm and it would be too late. i even changed the notification sound for him to be sure i don't miss a text from him... my phone usually vibrates once when i get a text, but for him i put two long vibrations, so even if my phone is in my purse, id know it's him.

anyway, please don't make the same mistake i did and chase after a guy who doesn't respect you enough to answer your texts. i know we're all different and we all have different habits when it comes to using our phones. but at the end of the day, if the guy's texting style doesn't match yours, you're gonna feel frustrated and unappreciated and it's gonna ruin your days. and he's gonna have power over you.

xoxo

[zombies-aliens]

So how was my day today. Well I went to the gym at 5am but I got there at 6am and had friends waiting :/ so I felt bad for that. But they get along well so there's that, I know I probably didn't bother them since they had each other but I still don't wanna do that tomorrow. Oh yeah I'm going tomorrow btw. I should prob be sleeping rn but I have to write about my day first. Well I went to work later that same day 🙃 it wasn't so great, idk how the other two were awake and I took a nap...

You know what dude my day has been so weird at work. I really don't have it in me to talk atm. Nothing really bad happened, it was a pretty average day, but something was weird and maybe it was because I was so sleepy. But it wasn't just that my attitude and thoughts were bad :/ I had just bad thoughts today that my friends don't really like me, they're just pretending, shit like that. And you know, that really effects me and I think of scenarios of how id respond if something were to go wrong in the friendship. Which I hope doesn't. It was creating a tension in myself for no reason. But part of me feels like it's true. I hate being disliked by people I want to be friends with, but I'm scared to say that I want to be friends because get unsure about if they're really my friends or if I'm something else to them. And I'm the stupid one. That's not ideal for me obviously. My day wasn't so bad for what happened in the physical world but in my own private inner world. There was trouble in paradise today. I hope tomorrow is better. I hope they both like me. But I could go on about how they both known each other probably way longer than I have and I'm the new friend of the group so I'm kinda feeling like the outcast in a way ESPECIALLY AT THE GYM HOLY SHIT. And honestly that's what Kickstarted my bad attitude, it's bc even tho my friend is married with kids, her and the guy get along pretty damn well, even she called him baby at the end after a hug, and I didn't get a hug. So I felt kinda I guess cold. Like I get no love. I mean hey it's fine I try to remember I'm not entitled to anything. I probably said that in another post but yeah it's the same thing I try to remember that to humble myself and not act like a kid who didn't get to play and have fun but the others could. I felt like an outcast in all honesty. And she's still inclusive with me like she says hi and still said bye to me but idk man, and she even texted to see if I'm good to drive home, but I fucking hate how shit I felt seeing and hearing that. I just want that intimacy as well you know? I haven't had that in so many years. Physical intimacy, and it doesn't have to be sexual neither. It doesn't have to be with my married friend neither.. but is this the best it's gonna get for me? I'm just gonna be someone's third wheel all the time? It sorta pisses me off bc like I don't wanna see that shit it ruins my mood but they don't get why it does tho. It's cus I've been lonely for so fucking long. And that set off a reaction in me like holding a mirror to me and it's just me, or maybe a guy friend, but there's never a girl by my side I can call mine and she can call me hers. It's just. Me. I'm sad man. I'm actually getting sad now. I just want a girlfriend to feel the love everyone's feeling all the time. But not just any random girl of course. But yeah. That's been my life for a long time. It's depressing and lonely. I think what I like about having a girlfriend is that, im her favorite. She liked me so so much that we are a couple now and that's the proof. She chose me and I chose her. We both like each other and don't take it for granted. But with me and my friends it's just so cold and empty. We're friends but idk why. Just because we hang out in the same place for 8 hours? Like my friend I went to the rave with said he enjoys my company but dude... wdym? Name 2 conversations we've had that were good? You can't. Name a time where I made you laugh? You can't. Name a time where- man what's my last name man do you even know my birthday? I don't know his neither. Like why are we friends it's so shallow 😅 this shit isn't even funny to me. I'm just confused. It makes more sense with the girl, but not with him. He's a cool dude sure, but... idk. And I'm gonna see these two tomorrow. I don't get how I'm the only one that questions but I'm probably the only one experiencing this. Nah you wouldn't get it. Cause it's always just me isn't it.

[timmymyluv]

cinnamon girl.

FAKE INSTA AU.

FC: rosé of blackpink

kpop idol fem!reader x timothée chalamet

hi lovies! i hope u guys are having a wonderful day I missed y'all and had a great time on vacay. had a bit of a writers block with soc med aus and felt they were getting repetitive esp with how often id upload sometimes so I hope you guys like this. pls cont messaging me and saying hi requests or not. I always love hearing from u all. 💗

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[kkusuka]

Thank you so much for writing my Kenma and Suna imagines I’m in love with them 😍😍😍 and I have another idea for Iwa 🤪🤪 so imagine y/n and Iwa are like best friends ((with mutually pinning)) and they are hanging out after practice just chilling in his room and y/n is like tired of waiting for him to make a move so they decide to be bold and grab his laptop “Iwa lets watch porn” and he just dies and just nods his head. So like while watching it he’s trying so hard not to get a boner which is pissing y/n off so they decide to ramp it up so they turn to Iwa and say “Iwa.....is it okay if I touch myself?” And his face just FLUSHES!! He just squeaks out a yes while thanking the gods above for letting him experience this. So y/n starts doing the do and Iwa still does NOTHING so they lean their head on his shoulder sighing and moaning in his ear and he’s just holding on to a thread his dick the hardest it’s ever been his heart racing his minding fogging and then y/n grabs his hand and brings it to her ✨coochie✨ and says “Iwa please help me, my fingers aren’t as big as yours” and then the string breaks and Iwa pounces and yes pound town for the next few hours 🤪🤪

I think I’m gonna start signing these with a made up name cause I want to keep my account private but I love your writing and writing style and 💖💖😍😍😍 - ✨Puppy🤩

you, puppy, have a mind for the gods.

daddy iwa doesn't play 

fem reader <3 

cw- jdaffy kink

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it felt like having a crush on a rock. that’s what you tell people when thy ask about you and Iwa. you liked him, you liked him a lot. and you had a sneaking suspicion that he liked you back. or you knew because oikawa has told you saying he as sick of you guys dancing around you feelings, but that didn't count. 

and since you knew him so much, and you were very self aware, you came to the obvious conclusion the neither of you would ever tell the other about their feelings. 

but with that constantly running through your mind you subconsciously started to try and make a move. it worked! sometimes. and this, him practically ignoring you for a volleyball clip, was not one of them. 

i mean come on! you were in spandex and one of HIS shirts, never mind the fact you were hanging off his extremely buff arm. you didn't even know id he realized that he was drawing circles on your hip, the boy didn't know how turned on you were. 

then all of a sudden you remember what a fried had told you. she had watched this stupid rom-com and never stopped talking about it. you desperately searched your mind for the exact thing she had been saying that got the two together. 

so they were in his room right! and they were watching a movie then all of a sudden she asks to watch porn! weird but he agreed and they were both so turned on that they hooked up! isn't that crazy yet the smoothest thing you've ever heard? 

and before you could even think: 

“Iwa? wanna watch porn?” 

frozen. was he having a wet dream? it sure felt like it. he had to take a second to look around hos  room to make sure it was real. this was it, you handed a golden opportunity to him. “o-ok, yeah, we-we can” damn, he sounded like a twelve year old, hell, right now he felt like a twelve year old. 

so he opened his private browser and almost immediately wanted to close the entire computer. he had been waiting porn the night before, specifically “daddy rails his little girl into the couch” and to make it any worse if possible the girl looked almost impossibly like you. 

and just the way things had been going, you grabbed the laptop before he would move. “Iwa! we watch the same stuff!” before he could even process that one you had started the video and sat back into him adjusting the screen towards him. 

he was too busy thinking about how you had openly admitted that you were into the same shit as him to realize you had grabbed his hand and was playing with his fingers. when the people on the screen finally started going at it you hit him with what he thought was the final blow;

“haj? i’m gonna touch myself okay?” oh, and you touching and rubbing your little clit and you just and— oh god he couldn’t even think. the girl he had jacked off to for years was pulling her panties down and playing with her cunt as she laid next to him.

within five minutes he could hear the squelching and your fingers plunging in and out of your dripping hole. he felt like it was getting harder to breathe, his hands were gripping his bed sheets like his life depended on it.

you had proven him wrong yet again, that wasn’t the final blow not even close. eventually you had huffed and pulled your fingers out of your sopping cunt with a pout. it took you a second before you grabbed his hand, specifically his pointer and middle fingers.

“haj~ your fingers are so much bigger than mine, would you help me out?” you couldn’t even believe that you were saying any of this but the point of no return was far beyond you. this was happening or it wasn’t.

iwaizumi could hear his resolve snapping, you wanted to get fucked? fine.

within the second he was on top of you shoving his fingers into your quivering pussy. “look at that, you’re dripping all over the place, you really are just a simple whore.” he was leaning back, watching his fingers disappear into your depth while his thumb flicked your little clit.

“go on. tell daddy how much you like being his whore. reaching his other hand over he grabbed your cheeks as he continued his assault on your little cunt.

at fisrt you hadn’t even realized he had asked you to do anything, it took him flipping you over and giving your ass five warning slaps for you to formulate a sentence. “tell me. now.”

“i-i love it! da-daddy please, please” good girl, you learned quick. there were still a few things you needed to learn, namely that you belonged to him and being greedy wouldn’t get you anywhere except on your knees.

but he had the rest of the night for that, right now he’ll make sure you’re good and fucked out by midnight.

[2jaeh]

THREE DAYS  I  LEE TAEYONG

When your over controlling boyfriend invites you and his best friend to a three day resort did he not see trouble approaching? especially when said best friend has been trying to get in bed with you since the moment he met you.

Genre: mature theme, slight smut

warnings: cheating, suggestive masterbation, slight public scenes, cursing. 

words: 3k

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“Are you sure it's okay for me to tag along ?” Taeyong spoke into the phone as he threw a dress shirt into his already overflowing suitcase. “Okay cool, well I`ll see you guys at the resort then.” Taeyong sighed as he cut the call and took a good look at himself in the mirror. He wondered if he was too overdressed, or not dressed enough. He bit down on his lip and looked at the caller ID, his best friend Inseong holding on to the person Taeyong desired most, Inseong`s girlfriend. 

He had no idea when this “crush” began, if you could call it that at this point. Inseong and Taeyong had been casual university friends for a while but it was after graduation, when they both got hired by the same corporate office did they really establish a close friendship. 

Taeyong and Inseong did most things together, whether it be catching up at music events or a sunday afternoon golf trip. But if he were being honest, the real reason he loved hanging out with Inseong was because he knew he’d bring her around, the girl who had stolen his heart without having the slightest clue. 

DAY 1 : FRI

“Taeyong is afraid he is going to third wheel” Inseong chuckled as he concentrated on the open road in front of him, casually looking over at you scoffing down a bag of jelly tots. 

“Youre working though” you stuck your tongue out at him, “Im gonna be just as alone as he is.”

“I guess you are” Inseong let out a sigh, “I don't understand why the dude cant get a date though he’s pretty good looking right?”

“Uhm yeah he's attractive.” Attractive was an understatement. You will never forget the day Inseong introduced you to Taeyong, It was around the time you two just started dating about two years ago, and you had never seen someone that good looking up close before. It wasn't the fact that you didn’t find your boyfriend attractive, you loved Inseong and he was a good looking guy but Taeyong, he was different. 

Taeyong barely spoke to you but he was always polite and had a warm aura unlike the rest of Inseongs friends. He was the one you got along with most and because of that Inseong had a habit of inviting him on many of your trips, much like the one you're venturing on now. 

You stuffed the empty snack packets into a trash bag as Inseong pulled into a very fancy resort one you weren't quite familiar with. Inseong was actually on a work trip that involved meeting with potential clients and partners, this did not include Taeyongs sector but their boss allowed him to bring you two along as a treat. Inseong’s firm absolutely adored him, which made sense because he was practically married to his job. 

“I'm going to get the room keys” Inseong placed a peck on your cheek and you watched him jog off to the front desk while you meandered around the foyer of the hotel. 

“y/n” you heard a chirpy voice call from behind you. Turning you were met with those bold black orbs and that ever so charming smile.

“Taeyong” you grinned back pulling him into a tight hug that drowned you in his rich scented perfume. 

Taeyong wasn't sure if you noticed his fingers linger on the small of your back. He would always leave you small signs but you’d never notice. His bright eyes dulled for a second when your attention turned back to Inseong who returned with the room keys. 

“Oh you're here great! y/n and I are staying in the room next to yours, do you mind taking her up ?” Inseong said, handing Taeyong both sets of keys. 

“What? You’re not coming up to see the room ?” you asked, a little hurt that he was already ditching you on this trip. 

“Sorry honey they want to do a meet and greet and tour of the resort, i'll be up as soon as it's over” Inseong gently stroked your head and you watched him walk off with one of the resort employees.

“I guess it's just you and me then” Taeyong smiled although regretting his words when he saw the fake smile grace your face and made your way over to the elevators. Taeyong was all too familiar with this scene. Inseong being busy, he excludes you from the rest of his corporate friends and eventually calls on him to babysit you. He wondered if you resented him solely because of Inseong’s habits. He tried his best to always make you feel comfortable even if it put him in the most uncomfortable position both mentally...and physically. 

“Well I'm going to take a nap so I'll see you around I guess” you pressed your lips together and took the room key from him. 

“Are you not gonna eat anything ? We could go down for Lun-”

“I'm good Taeyong, I'll see you later okay ?” Taeyong watched as you disappeared into the room and it felt like he had been punched in his stomach. 

DAY 2 : SAT

Taeyong lay in bed utterly exhausted after barely getting a wink of sleep courtesy of the screaming match that happened last night. Although muffled, Taeyong already knew it was about Inseong coming back at around 3am. ‘What meeting would go on until that time especially on the first day’ Taeyong thought as he rubbed his bare chest and stared up at the ceiling. Inseong loved his job and he loved socializing with people who shared that interest. To him coming home at that time absolutely plastered was normal, because it was part of his work lifestyle. 

Taeyong groaned and turned onto his stomach, burying his head into the pillow as he heard your sobs replaying in his head from the fight. He was tired of sitting around not doing anything when he knew for a fact he could treat you way better. At moments like this he didn't give two shits about Inseong, especially after he got the new promotion and made a new friend group of pretentious assholes. Taeyong wanted to be with you by your own choice, he wanted to hang out with you without Inseongs name attached to the reason you two were together. 

Just as he was lost in his thoughts Taeyong’s ears perked at the sound of Inseong leaving the room and the sound of the shower running. 

“No fuck not now please not now” Taeyong groaned as he felt shudder overcome his body and his underwear became slightly restricted. His mind raced with thoughts of you. It all came to him so quickly he barely noticed that his hand was already down his sweatpants as he buried his face further into his pillow. He wished he was with you. The things he would do to you were unspeakable. He wouldn't give a shit if Inseong walked through those doors finding him on top of girlfriend, he didn't care. 

You finished drying yourself off and put on a cute yellow sundress that hugged your curves, showing off the two piece bikini that Inseong told you not to wear around the resort especially when he wasn't with you. This was payback for the way he treated you last night. Not only did he ditch you in a foreign room for an entire evening, he also returned drunk out of his mind and blamed you as usual for not taking care of him. You wanted to at least enjoy whatever you could from this trip and if it meant looking hot and hanging out with Taeyong, then so be it. 

You made your way next door and rang the doorbell patiently waiting for your assigned babysitter. Taeyong swung open the door, dressed in only in a pair of black harem pants and a towel on his neck that he used to dry his hair. You took in the site of his bare chest, drinking in his pretty figure that matched his gorgeous face. 

“I'm sorry I was gonna go down for breakfast I was wondering….i’ll just wait outside”  you stuttered and you heard Taeyong giggle

“Come inside y/n.” 

You walked inside his room and it was surprisingly neat in comparison to yours. You felt kinda embarrassed at the state of your room even though most of it were Inseongs doing anyway. 

Taeyong continued drying his hair as he watched you scan his room, his eyes already on your figure in that goddamn sundress. His only thoughts were ripping it off until he noticed you were staring right back at him. 

“Your hair is sticking up a bit at the back, here let me help you” 

Taeyong watched as you approached his figure and reached up to neaten his hair. He really admired his will power to keep his hands off your body as you inched closer and closer to him. 

“Thanks” he smiled sweetly masking his dark intent and threw on a loose hawaiian shirt gesturing towards the door, “shall we?”

The two of you had a decent day lounging around the pool area and took a stroll on the beach before heading back for lunch. You never expected to bump into Inseong and his colleagues during lunch and the way Inseong looked at your outfit, you knew you’d never hear the end of it. He practically ignored you the entire time while he and his friends chatted away, even going as far as introducing Taeyong to a few of them but not you. 

Just before you and Taeyong made your way to the elevators to retreat back to the rooms, Inseong jogged over and tugged on your wrist. 

“I know we had it out last night but was all of this really necessary ?” Inseong gritted his teeth as he looked over your skimpy outfit. 

“I thought it was cute, not everything I do is to ruin your perfect life Inseong” you rolled your eyes and pressed the button to signal the elevator. 

Inseong let out an exasperated sigh and released your wrist before massaging his temple. 

“Just dont pull this kinda shit at the dinner tomorrow please, the chairman is going to be there.”

You and Taeyong watched as Inseong stomped away and Taeyong noticed that for once instead of beating yourself up about Inseongs reaction you seemed somewhat proud to piss him off to that extent. 

“I'm sorry you're always in the middle of all of this Taeyong” you apologized as the two of you stepped onto your floor and made your way to the rooms. 

“It's okay y/n it's not your fault, and besides I think you look ridiculously hot in that dress” he replied and licked his lips as you felt your face heat up with his bold words. “Also,” he continued as he scanned his room key

“I think you should own it, wear something sexy tomorrow, not for Inseong but for yourself and maybe a little for me.” 

DAY 3 : SUN

You looked at yourself in the mirror, smoothing out the classy black velvety dress you had saved for a night out. The dress was intended for a Valentines date with Inseong but that never happened because he had a more important meeting to attend. 

As you made final touches to your outfit you wondered if subconsciously you did also dress up for Taeyong. God the way he looked at you when he told you to wear something sexy, you hadn't felt flustered yet intrigued like that in a long time. 

You put on the final touches to your make up and made your way down to the banquet room. You already felt a bit awkward as you noticed a few people stare at you and whisper until you saw Taeyong. You barely noticed Inseong sit directly in front of him, all you could see was Taeyongs dark eyes taking every bit of you in. 

Inseong’s eyes though we're different. He looked annoyed but still got up to help you into your seat which was weirdly next to Taeyong instead of him. But then it dawned on you when you noticed that the name card next to him was the chairman. 

Typical. That was all he cared about in the end. 

Taeyong’s eyes were still on you as you took your seat, unbothered if Inseong even noticed at this point, he was in awe. Did you dress up because he told you to ? Did you dress up for yourself and maybe, just maybe for him ?

“You look gorgeous y/n” he whispered, his deep voice sent a shiver down your spine. You brushed your hair behind your ear and nodded a thank you, trying to keep your focus elsewhere. Although Taeyong was conversing with the people at the table something made you feel as if you still had his full attention. 

You almost jumped when you felt his cold fingers trace circles on your knee, his focus was still in his conversation but yours was solely on his movements. Taeyong lightly squeezed your thigh to test the waters, a smirk he indefinitely couldn't hide graced his face and he allowed his hand to move higher. 

You gulped as he began to move, completely entranced by his touch as you felt him trace more circles on your upper thigh until his hand settled in your lap. Taeyong moved his chair closer to you and the table in order to obstruct the view of a passerby or any suspicious eyes at the table. 

“You work with Inseong right?” a man said to Taeyong as he laced his fingers with yours under the table.

All of it was so incredibly promiscuous but it gave you an adrenaline rush and Taeyong knew you were completely on board when you squeezed his hand back and bit down on your lip. 

Taeyong grabbed your hand and placed it in his own lap, allowing you to feel exactly what you were doing to him at this moment. You sucked in a breath as you palmed him and he gave your thigh another squeeze, this time much harder, rougher than before. 

Eventually into the night you decided to excuse yourself and Inseong preferred it anyway. You couldn't believe how oblivious he was to the closeness of you and Taeyong that it only angered you even more of how he would really choose these fake people over his girlfriend for the night. 

As you made your way to the elevator you didn't even realise Taeyong had already followed you there, putting on his usual laid back demeanor. The two of you stepped into the elevator and it was silent. You wondered why he was so quiet especially after pulling that stunt during dinner. Completely confused you grabbed your room key but before you could scan it Taeyong blocked your path, scanning his room key and pulled you inside his room not giving you any time to process this. 

He was all over you, his lips his hands his body, you felt almost every part of him as he pressed you against the wall. He used his knee to separate your legs as he planted open mouthed kisses on your neck, practically growling into your ear when he heard a moan escape your lips. 

“I-I didn't do anything in case someone from dinner saw us” he explained as he found the hook of your dress but stopped to look in your eyes, “are you okay with this?” 

You answered him by practically ripping open his white dress shirt and ran your hands down his body. Taeyong smirked and moved you to the bed, ridding himself of his shoes and trousers before attacking your neck once more. 

“I'm sorry if this all moves too fast I literally can't help myself” he growled once more as you got undressed and the sight of you in your scantily clad underwear made him lightheaded. 

“Well its best we hurry the fuck up before that asshole comes back” you sighed as you pulled him on top of you. 

“Fuck I dont want to hear about him, youre mine right now” Taeyong groaned and skillfully unclipped your bra and rid you of your lace panties. You bit down on your lip as you watched him pull down his boxers and free his member, licking your lips unconsciously. 

“Don't worry baby you can suck it next time” he teased and without warning pushed himself into you with one brisk movement. The room filled with both of your moans as Taeyong’s hips slammed into yours, while one hand laced his fingers with yours while the other was wrapped around your throat. 

“Oh my God Taeyong” you cried completely in ecstasy thanks to the way Taeyong handled you. He was animalistic yet not hurting you in any way. His eyes burned holes into yours as he moved his hips faster and faster until you came undone and he followed straight after. 

Taeyong quickly cleaned you up and kissed you softly, his touches were much lighter as he held your face in his hands moving his lips gracefully against yours. 

“I'm going to end things with him Taeyong I can't take it anymore” you rested your head on his chest as he stroked your hair. 

“I know baby just do whats best for you, and just know I actually do like you like really fucking like you” he replied and he felt you smile. 

“You fell for me in three days ?” you giggled against his chest. 

“No baby i've liked you since the day I met you, these three days were for you to finally come to your senses.”

[high-pot-in-noose]

so my mum has this thing where she's really weird about her age like sometime she'll be chill but other times no one is even allowed to breathe in the same direction as her ID card without her going the fuck off and as you might realize this makes it really hard for me to figure out when she's going to act like a reasonable person and when I'm going to have to pretend we have no blood relation at all lest someone might suspect she's not the ageless, immortal fae-beast she delights in everyone thinking she is. like one time we were taking a trip just the two of us to the estate in the north and we ran into this yt guy that was on vacation by himself and we ended up hanging out for a bit bc that's how my mum is she can't not being outgoing to point of constantly forcing me to interact with people and anyway this guy eventually asked like hey so why is it just you two out here by yourself (not in a creepy way tho this guy breathed and exuded Safe To Women and Gays) and I was once again struck with the panic of how the hell I'm supposed to answer like is this an occasion when it's fine to reveal we're mother and child or am I supposed to pretend I've never met this woman before in my life? and I just gave this really anxious response like I was totally and obviously nervous and giving a bizarre bs answer that was soemthing like oh we're . . . we're relatives! ya we're family. yup. but y'know my parents are at home and this is my um my erm y'know my distant cousin from another branch of the clan and mum just went with it like yup we hang out a lot cuz this my favorite cousin and you could tell from looking at the guy that he thought we were a lesbian couple that was scared about being hate-crimed so he was like ah is that so! it's great to see family members getting along :) and then after we split from the guy my mum looked at me and was all like y didn't you tell him we're mother and child? and looked at her with all my years of pent-up frustration of needing to guess her forever bs moods like y tf do you think?

[angloie]

Beach trips and I'm Falling in Love • 2.5/2

When Annabeth meets a strange boy on vacation, she doesn't expect for their relationship to grow much. He's... terribly sarcastic. Cocky. A not-so great match for her witty self. But after learning he visits the same beach every year she does, their strange friendship blooms into something more.

Their realtionship isn't the only thing that blooms over the yearsー that meaning a certain raven-haired boy.

genre ; childhood friends to lovers, fluff, strangers(?) to lovers, exchanging letters au, percabeth mortal au.

warnings ; swearing, suggestive(?) themes.

prev.

That night, Annabeth can't fall asleep.

(Percy can't either, because he can't stop thinking about Annabeth and how he thinks he saw her back there.)

What is Rachel to him?

Annabeth thinks. Her mind is something like a broken recordー stuck playing the question on repeat. 

Not that she could judge, however, if Percy enjoyed her company more than hers, then that would be... Fine. Just fine. Rachel was probably more close to him after all these years unlike the blonde; who has been away for six years.

When Annabeth turns on her side to look at the shell seated stop her bedside table, she grimaces.

"You better make sure to return it!"

"I'll be waiting!"

Why does that make her frown?

The morning comes slow, slower than Annabeth would like, when the birds start chirping and evening comes to dawn after her sleep-deprived thoughts. 

She knows that Percy's curled up inside his bed, (though certainly not the cabin he used to occupyー there's no one next door) snoring like he always does. She knows that Percy doesn't know that she's here, and Annabeth also knows that he'll be asleep until promptly one in the afternoon.

Annabeth thinks she'll meet him around sooner or later.

The lull of waves crashing across the shore gives her chills. Mornings, she now realizes, are the best part of the day.

The rose gold sun comes down in tiny slivers along the sand.

Percy is loyal. He's a great friend, much more than Annabeth deserves, witty and sarcastic.

Percy is not hers. He never was in the first place, really; him with his cocky smile and his big heart. That heart of his can only hold so much, can't it?

She starts to wonder if she's in there.

The shell in her pocket suddenly feels heavy when Annabeth reaches for it, the chipped and cracked coat somehow still intact. She'll give it to him when the time comes of course. Just not now. Annabeth couldn't even muster up the courage if she wanted to. 

So, sandaled feet dug into the sand, she scans her surroundings.

At first glance the beach is beach is deserted, aside from a few lingering beach-goers that occupy the waves on their surfboards and the sand with their umbrellas.

It's quite tranquil on her ownー  under the morning sun and all. She's been to beaches near her house back home,e but nothing can really beat this view.

Her eyes dart towards the ocean, where the surfers ride on the waves, laughing and cackling whenever one of their friends falls face-first into the cold waters. She laughs a bit, too, the scene reminds her of how she always used to fall when she was learning to surf.

Speaking of the surfers... They all look like they're having a blast. You know, Annabeth might start to think that the raven-haired guy looks like Percy, that he has the same smirk as him, but that's just illogical.

Right?

It's only until that they lock eyes is when Annabeth freezes.

Same sea green. Same sparkle.

Same Percy.

And it's only until he freezes, eyes widening and stopping to stare, is when she thinks Oh shit.

Then he's starting to come over, and her legs start moving on their own. 

Away from him.

This can't be happening. It can't be. Not when she's not ready, when she's too nervous to even muster a word, not when Annabeth can't even look at him without her heart racing like never before. 

She starts to walk faster. Not so fast that it looks suspicious, but fast as to escape his gaze and go back to her cabin.

Annabeth can hear him saying he needs to ‘do something' to his friends. Annabeth can also hear his surboard digging into the sand, as well as his footsteps getting closer and closer. So close, that she thinks it'll only be a few steps longer until he reaches her.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, Her thoughts get even more rapid, Can't the universe just wait for a second?

Annabeth completely shuts down when someone grabs her wrist.

"Annabeth?"

It takes so much to not year away, to not run, to not speak. It takes so much to turn her head and look at him, more, though, when his tone is the most heart melting thing she's heard in a long time. (good timing, really, and just when she's been trying to get all the feelings she holds for him.)

"Percy." She breathes out, eyes widening when she finally gets a good look of him.

He's... Grown. 

His shoulders are broader. His hair, once unruly and messy, is exactly like in the previous pictures he's sent: Perfectly perfect and endearing. Annabeth notices that he towers over her figure quite a bitー what happened to the scrawny little Percy? Back then, she could easily look over him; but now? It's quite the opposite.

There’s an air around him, too, one that makes Annabeth gulp and her thoughts race.

Holy fuck.

Before she can let out a single word, she's engulfed into a bone crushing hug.

Thats pretty much when it all hits her.

Sure, he's wet and damp and smelling like saltwater and sweat, but she can't really pay any mind to that. Percy's warm. His touch is soft, gentle, just as Annabeth remembers. 

Why was she avoiding him in the first place?

Just when she thinks that it's fineー that she will not tear up over something like thisー her body betrays her and she starts to sink further, further into the hug.

Is she tearing up right now?

"I missed you," Percy mumbles against her head in a way that makes her heart pound dangerously against her rib cage. “So much.”

So just like that, Annabeth nearly falls for him all over again.

"You dumbass!" She pushes him off, hands fumbling through her pockets. "I m-missed you more." Hands come to wipe at her fresh tears. 

“H-here!” Annabeth sniffs as she hands him the one thing her mind has been lingering on non-stop: the shell.

He, blurry eyed and open mouthed, looks taken aback. For a second she thinks that he might be angry. That is, until he smiles.

“You kept it?” Percy asks. It's almost like he can't really believe it, like he didn't really expect her to keep it. 

"Of course I did, seaweed brain,” She gives a lopsided toothy smile. It doesn't really match her flushed face, but who's paying attention to that? 

When he looks at it fondly in his hands, Percy smiles to himself. “Its been too long, wisegirl." He looks her up and down. “You’ve changed."

She raises a eyebrow. "Like in a bad way?"

“N-no!” He's quick to correct himself. His looks the other way, trying to discreetly hide his blush. "No. Like i-in a... uhm- fuck." Percy covers his face.

"You've changed too.” Annabeth grins. “In a good way."

They smile each other for a second before someone from the shore line calls out Percy's name. He whips around, scowl growing on his face.

"I'll be back soon!" Percy rolls his eyes. He then turns to her.

"We should catch up," he says frantically, thoughts running on overdrive, "Have you been downtown yet? I'm staying at a new cabin a while away from hereー I'll take you there soon. Oh! And have you been to our spot? We can visit there later if you want.”

Annabeth cringes when the words fall from his lips. Our spot. She chews on her bottom lip. She can't really blame him for taking someone up there. Not even if she wanted to.

The rest of the day, and the next day after that, is bittersweet.

"I-Id be happy to.”

The sweetness is seeing Sally again. It's eating her famous blue cookies with Percy wearing bright smiles and her sporting the new sweater Sally crocheted. It's surfing for hours on end, it's playing with their dogs and meeting Mrs. O'Leary.

The sweetness is being with Percy once again; even if she does cringe when they go to their spot again.

The bitter, on the other hand, is meeting her.

Rachel.

Don't get her wrong. Annabeth was never much of a possessive or jealous person; and she still is not. She's level-headed, logical, and observative. Rachel is... Fine. She's crafty, Annabeth can tell by her paint-stained clothing and wry smile. She's pretty cool too. Rachel doesn't seem to have much of a problem getting along with her, so why does she feel so off about her?

"I'm Rachel," Annabeth remembers her smile quite clearly: It didn't quite reach her eyes. Or maybe Annabeth was just over-analyzing things? "It's nice to meet you, Annabeth!"

"Likewise." Annabeth gave a small smile. “Percy’s told me a lot about you."

“Oh, has he?” She giggled, "Well, I hope it's all good things." Rachel gave a teasing look towards Percy. 

Now thinking about it, Annabeth might have been a teeny-bit judgy. 

Percy, munching on a blue cookie, looks at her from his spot in his room. He narrows his eyes at her.

"I couldn't help but notice," He starts, as if reading her mind. "That you were a little on edge about Rachel.”

"Was I now?” She lazily questions, head hanging off his bed. 

“I think so." Percy hums.

"I was not," Annabeth scoffs. “I was just... Cautious."

"What's there to be cautious about?” He asks, spinning three times on the chair near his desk. He pauses to let the dizziness swirl his vision before coming back to look at her. the dog beside him, Mrs. O'Leary wags her tail lazily.

She sighs. "Nothing, I guess? It's just... Y'know what? Nevermind.”

"Spit it out.”

"No!”

"Yes!”

“No!”

“I’ll make you a container of blue cookies for the next three days?"

"...Fine!" Annabeth breathes after a beat.

She stretchesh her arms high above above her head. “What... W-what is she to you?”

Percy freezes, and she instantly goes into a panicky state. “Actually- Ignore that. Thats a stupid question so you don't need to answer, I just really-”

“Aww, is my little Annie jealous?" He unironicaly coos, “Don’t worry about it. Rachel's great."

Annabeth notices that Percy says her name in a intimate way. She notices how heat instantly flushes her face. She also notices that how he never answers her question in a way she'll understand.

Now that she's left hanging, Annabeth really can't stop more questions from flowing in her mind. 

Annabeth thinks that she's really been underreacting about Percy and his air of coolness. or maybe likeability?

Her arms flop down, and Mrs. O'Leary woofs.

Popularity?

Whatever it is, anyone can tell that Percy's much more than the dorky lame kid that used to be.

The group of girls that giggle and twirl their hair as they stare at him from their spot under an umbrella can surely see that, too.

It's not even those girls (who for the fact are pretty, much prettier than Annabeth) that can see that. Her neighbours talk about the 'handsome and nice young man that helped me carry my groceries'. (Guilty as chargedー the one and only Percy) or the 'Attractive boy who surfs early in the morning'.

The grannies at downtown's farmers market even gossip behind his back and treat him like some sort of Greek god with a perfectly structured jawline with a fit build and coy smile.

Oh, and did she mention he's as hot as the fucking sun?

(Which he, Annabeth thinks, owns up to.)

(She's really whipped for him.)

But he's respected her boundaries so far, so she'll keep her M rated thoughts to herself. But it's so fucking hard to not stare when he, clad in nothing but loose swimming shorts, shows up to her room at the crack of dawn.

"Looks like you're the talk of the town," Annabeth says teasingly as they settle into the sand. The umbrella provides the cool shade desperately need, to which Annabeth relishes in. “Is seaweed brain..." She feigns a fake gasp. “Actually likeable now?”

Percy threatens to shove a handful of sand down her throat, and she shuts up.

"Whatever," He mutters under his breath, eyes looking away from hers. For some reason he's avoiding looking at her. Annabeth thinks he's just embarrassed, but the way Percy steals glances at her when she's not looking, says otherwise.

"So where's Rachel?” She absent-mindedly asks. Not that she genuinely cares, or whatever, but theres really nothing else that occupies her mind. 

“Around,” He replies. "She told me she's going shopping in the next town for some swimsuits. Or something.”

"Ah."

A seagull screeches from above.

“Wanna see who gets in the water first?"

Annabeth already jolts upwards into a sprint towards the shoreline. "Hey! No fair!”

So the next while is spent with nothing but firendly smiles and secretive glances from Percy, surfing and swimming and having the most fun they've had together in a while. Annabeth grabs his ankle from under the waves, and she thinks that that might be the loudest scream she's ever heard.

Percy, mind stuck with thoughts on revenge, tried to come up with a scare of his own, until his lame scare comes out as throwing a peice of seaweed on her forehead.

 “Lameass!" She laughs, popping her head above the water.

“Smartass!” He yells back, eye twitching and tone sarcastic.

It isn't until the sun sets and the crabs crawl back into their caves is when they both flop back into the sand. Tired. Exhausted. Muscles sore and skin sunburnt.

For a solid thirty minutes it's just comftorable silence as the waves set the soundtrack. Along with the occasisonal him of the ocean, or even the cries of the cicadas back where the beach grass is.

For a solid thirty minutes, Annabeth thinks that she couldn't be more happier.

For a solid thirty minutes, all is calm, all is well, and nothing could be more perfect.

She closes her eyes for a minute thinking that she can spare one nap. Thinking that Percy will just wake me up, so it's fine if I snooze off, right? 

Annabeth dozes off with thoughts of him.

When she wakes up, Pery isn't beside her.

Nor is he on the beach.

For a hot minute Annabeth freaks out, squinting through the darkness to search for his figure. The lantern her doesn't really provide much light, let alone three feet away from her.

But then she sees that his surfboard isn't wedged into the ground, and his things are still there.

So where is he?

Oh. Annabeth thinks lamely to herself when she spots the figure swaying with the waves atop his surfboard. There he is.

It's illogical, really, for her to go after him.

If you don't go, that Rachel girl's got him forever, her head prods, you'll lose him forever.

It's even more illogical when Annabeth grabs her surfboard with a determined look; sandy hair and all.

The waves are calm tonight. No huge crashing of the chilled water, no raging seas or bitterly cold air. The clouds enclose the pale moon, only tiny beams managing to escape. She thinks it casts a blue hue to everything.

Using her arm to paddle her way over, Annabeth catches a glimpse at the stars.

Gods, the stars.

They're brightー brighter than the city that isー and bigger, too. They shine in a way that leaves Annabeth breathless.

Percy hums when she closes in next to him. His limbs dangle off of the surfboard and into the cool waters, occasionally shifting to keep steady. She hums back in reply.

A small wave laps across the shore.

 “That's Perseus.” Annabeth says lazily. She lays down, too, hair splayed across the board. "The constellation, I mean.”

“Perseus, huh?" Percy follows where she points: diagonal from the pair. “Like my name?"

"Like the Greek hero Perseus.” She murmurs quietly.

“You've told me about him." He recalls, "He slayed Medusa and saved Andromeda, right?"

"Mhm," Annabeth nods. "He also had a happy ending. That is, for most Greek heroes.”

She smiles to herself, and Percy can't really think of anything more beautiful than her.

Believe it or not, Percy is good at hiding things. 

Like when he hides the secret stash of snacks under his bed from his mom, (for three years straight and running) or when he hid Mrs. O'Leary when she was just a pup in his closet.

He likes to think that he's good at hiding his feelings too.

Feelings about Annabeth, of course.

Not that he really has anything for herー it's just that whenever he sees her he gets a fluttery feeling in his stomach, his voice gets all awkward, his mind instantly goes to how fucking gorgeous she looks, and how she practically radiates coolness and calm.

Okay. So what if he's head over heels for her?

Percy thinks it started a while ago.

He thinks it started when Rachel first called him seaweed brain.

“-Seaweed brain,” it falls from her lips on a warm spring day, when they're sitting in his room while it rains. 

Percy freezes to look at her. "What?"

“I said It raining cats and dogs out there,” Rachel repeats, “Seaweed brain."

When she catches the slightly shocked look on his face, she frowns. “Something wrong?”

"No,” He murmurs, looking down. "Actually- kinda. that nickname just threw me off a bit, I guess.” Percy give a lopsided smile.

Annabeth only calls me that, he thinks. It feels weird when you say it.

“Oh." She deadpans. “Should I not call you that then? I saw that Annabeth girl call you that, like, a ton of times in one of her letters.” Her eyebrows raise, and Percy reels.

“You were reading my letters?" He frowns. “...Whatever. The nickname- its kind of a personal thing. You know, between me and, uh... her. It'd be cool if you didn't say it.”

“Oh. Okay.” Rachel huffs.

Somehow, Percy never labeled it as love.

Percy didn't label it as love when Annabeth became the ‘nothing!' that came out of his mouth when Sally asked why he was smiling so much. Not when he couldn't stop staring at her in her swecause fuck, she looks so good. Not when Percy was confused on why his love for her became something more.

But that night, that one single night, when Annabeth came to join him under the stars, is when he thought otherwise.

With sunkissed sunburnt skin, 

lips cracked and dry,

moonlight against her face,

The last day of Annabeth's vacation comes on a sunny humid day with the clouds nowhere to be seen. 

He did label it love.

There isn't an air of despair, however, Annabeth'll be back next year for a solid week in winter. College would be a pain, so she'll have one last vacation with her family before she starts her career.

For some reason Percy isn't sad when the news comes to him on her college. New Rome, a prestigious school in the middle of both their cities. All he gives is a coy grin; she can't wrap her mind around hit quite yet.

 "You got plans tonight?” Percy asks suddenly, his voice echoing through Annabeth's room. 

“No.” She tilts her head. “Why? Got something planned?"

“Yeah, actually.” He grins. “We're going to a party of a friend of mine.”

“What?" Annabeth nearly falls off her bed, eyes widened and mouth agape. A party? Tonight? 

“Yup! You better get ready, 'cuz we're leaving in...” Percy checks the clock on her bed side table. "Two hours. See ya!" Is all he says before he hopes out of her window. 

Annabeth nearly screams, but remembers that he's been climbing and jumping out of her window for years now. she lets out a ragged sigh of relief.

"Fuck you!” She yells out to his figure, already dashing away. He turns around, sly smirk on his face.

“Only if you watch!" 

And then he's gone, leaving Annabeth with a red hot face and a flustered mess.

Fuck.

.

.

The next two hours is- um, well...

Chaotic.

Just plain chaotic.

Her who closet is thrown into her bed in a contemplation what to wear. Light or dark? Whats the occasion? How much people are attending? What's the setting?

You're overthinking things again, Annabeth's mind jolts. Just throw something on!

Along with chaotic, she would also describe the scene as a fever dream. 

She opts to wear a black bodycon dress with stringy ties and a loose and light jacket. Annabeth can't really deceive the rest of her look- her mind is all gushy and mushy.

So here she is, standing in front of the booming house, (Percy didn't even bother to drive here there, the jerk) hands fidgeting like she can't stop.

(She can't.)

Annabeth takes a deep breath. She won't be here for a while, so whats she so afraid about? Sure, there's somone puking in a bush that she wants no part in, and there might be concerning sounds coming from inside the huge building, but who's paying attention to that?

Before she can back out, a voice calls out her name.

"Wisegirl!" Percy beams, “Hey!”

“Seaweed brain.” Annabeth crosses her arms as a her bottom lip juts out. "We're were you?"

“Lets not focus on that." He nervously laughs. “But c'mon inside. I want you to meet a few people.”

"Hm?”

The house is just as bad as she thought.

Red Solo cups everywhere, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes especially strong near the kitchen and couches. Bodies bump into her here and there like some sort of mosh pit. They don't even apologize, instead murmuring something with a tipsy tone.

"Grover!" Percy calls a guy over. "Don't you remember Annabeth?”

"Annabeth?" Grover, what she can assume is his friend, looks over to them. His eyes light up when he meets her gaze.

"It's been a while!" Annabeth smiles. Grover! It's been a minute since she's seen him, back when they were all kids. She fondly remembers beach trips with him back then, eating popsicles on her cabin stairs and all.

“It certainly has,” He sighs happily.

Percy then introduces her to many others: Hazel, a bright girl with a even brighter smile, Frank, a towering guy with a friendly touch, Jasonー a blonde guy with a oddly stapler shaped scar on his lip, Piper, a bubbly girl with a flirtatious smile. 

She'd go on about more of them, but at that point Annabeth would be rambling.

"Have you seen Percy around?" Annabeth asks to Grover when she loses him in the bustling crowd.

He nods his head no, and someone tugs on her arm.

“C'monnnn," A girl she met earlier drunkenly tugs harder, “We’re playing truth or dare downstairs!"

She wants do pull away, say no, but then Annabeth spots him in the crowd with people slung around him.

By the looks of it, they're flirting with him, words forming and lips ruling into flirtatious smiles. They touch him in ways that make her cringe. 

Annabeth hates herself for frowning and continuing to stare. The worst part, thinks, is that he's not trying to pull away. Nor is he denying their actions. In fact, he's indulging in it. 

Shit. She shouldn't be thinking this way. Percy's popular and nice. He's bound to attract a few people, and he's not hers.

Annabeth was never the jealous type, but for now she can let the horriblefeeling in her stomach slide just this once. 

She accepts the girl's prodding with a feignged smile.

[pmiller1]

Do you girls hang out with Coco and Tsugumi?

Nagi: Of course. In face we having tea with them right now.

Coco: Realz? You answerin' that?

Tsugumi: It actually nice to be part of there questing chat.

Shoka: Well I'm glad you guys are here to hang out with us lady.

Tsugumi: Well not all of them. You sure Eri isn't coming?

Shiki: She just texted me that she need to sort out some clothing at our shop.

Coco: Oh thx god. I really want to spade my faerie wings, can't do it with her around.

Rhyme: Oh come now Coco. Just because she haven't played the Game doesn't mean you have to act like that.

Tsugumi: Beside she wouldn't be able to see your wings. You know that those that been in the UG and those with sixth sense can only see them in the RG.

Coco: You never kno if she had a sixse or not.

Shoka: "Kno"? "Sixse"? Really Tsugumi how can you understand her with all that?

Coco: Don't make fun of the way Id speck!

Tsugumi: You'd learn to understand her way of specking.

Coco: Those really, Im not the worst specking around here. Like Mini-moto math talk can be soo sooo soooo Ewy.

Nagi: I see nothing wrong with the way he speck.

Shoka: Yeah, only because, for some gods reason, Tomonami speck in math himself.

Nagi: Sigh. Indeed he dose. /uwu\

Rhyme: Well you're not as bed as Beat.

Shiki: Yeah, sometime even I fail to understand what he meant to say.

Coco: Oh him. Yeah, he worst. I really hate him ykno.

Tsugumi: You only saying that because he thought you was wearing Stilts to make yourself look tall.

Coco: He didn't have me show my panty to ye girl. My panty is for Tsu only.

Tsugumi: Em... Coco. ¬///¬

Coco: Wat?! They already kno that me and you are dating.

Tsugumi: But some of them are still under 18.

Coco: Oh. *Look at Rhyme and Shoka.* Sozy.

Shoka: Em... no worry.

Rhyme: Too much information...

Nagi: At least you didn't look at me.

Shiki: So does that meant that you two are serious that you two show off each other underwear and other stuff. Can you Reaper even...?

Coco: Wat? Had sex? Ye do kno that we still Human, right?

Tsugumi: But yes, we are committed in our relationship, Shiki.

Shoka: Y'know to be honest, I didn't know that you swing that way. Tsugumi.

Tsugumi: Well, Unlike Shiba whom gladly show off his affection, I'm not that too comfortable showing my affection, It get awarded for me.

Coco: Yeah, the girl was super shy when I met her. Didn't know that she was gay until I've became a Reaper and met her again.

Tsugumi: Really, I just glad you sure the same feeling.

Coco: You where my princess Tsugy. My light in this darkness.

Shiki: Okay, Okay, I think that enough affection from both of you.

Coco: Oh right, you girls are hetro.

Nagi: Demi actually.

Shiki: I'm... actually Bisexual.

Rhyme: I'm also Demisexual.

Shoka: Wait, you guys saying that none of are straight?

*Each of them look at Shoka.*

Shoka: I mean I'm Bi too...

Coco: Yeah, but at least two of you got BF.

Shiki: She got us there.

Shoka: ......

Tsugumi: Really Shoka, you're into girl too? I wasn't aware of that.

Shoka: I mean, any affection would do. Doesn't have to be romantic.

Coco: Well do you had any girl crush? I bet it was that Boob lady with the iguana.

Shoka: What?! NO! She was like a sister to me! I would never... Urg. Ayano not my girl crush.

Coco: Then who is it them?

Shoka: I wouldn't really want to say, unless you want to get jealous.

Tsugumi: Wait... Me? You had a crush on me?

Shoka: I mean, it wasn't like you and I would work. Not that your with her.

Tsugumi: Well, I'm glad to know that.

Tsugumi: Now I feel awful that envy you.

Shoka: You was jealous of me?

Tsugumi: Right before you join our Reaper hood, I was well like and loved by all other. I was there poster girl. Guy find me affected, I was Ayano's 'little sister.' People look up to me.

Tsugumi: It feel like you took the spot light from me. I offer wonder what would happen if I've erased you like you ask.

Shoka: Oh I'm sorry.

Shoka: Well not like didn't had spot light after I came around. People really look up to you as the Member of the Ruinbringers.

Tsugumi: If I didn't have my soul trap inside this stuff cat and became a mindless doll. I would had enjoyed the fame.

Shoka: Right...

Coco: For Realz, I'm relived that the kitten save you, I didn't know he can host a soul.

Shiki: I know, Mr Mew is full of suspired.

Coco: I kno right, I almost thought that Tsu was a goner. If I kno that, I could have had Shiki come along instead of Beat.

Rhyme: Wait you mean, the fake Shibuya that you put them in?

Coco: Yeh. Had to get Neku into Shinjuku UG one way or another.

Shiki: But instead you shot him.

Coco: Look I was desperate, OK! I really wanna save her and her city!

Coco: Like I saw the dark shy and gloomy building in the UG, I saw how hallow the people where in the RG. I saw the Reverb myself. And...

Coco: I didn't want to lose her again. Not after all the time we had in the UG.

Tsugumi: There, there, It okay. Come here.

*Coco crying fountain as move into Tsugumi cheat, as she caresses her back.*

Rhyme: I mean, given that Shinjuku had got erased a little bit after you took Neku out. I say it was too late to save it.

Tsugumi: But you did able to save me in the end. Along with Shiki. Thank to Mr Mew.

Coco: Yah. Who kne that a Cat that Ive find at the Dead God's Pad would save you in the end.

Nagi: Not without some cost at the end.

Coco: Oh right, your brother took his life to put your soul into it.

Tsugumi: I know, he cure for my well being then his own. He'll be miss.

Rhyme: That big brother for ye, always looking out for his little sister.

Shoka: Must be nice to had a big brother.

Coco: Specking off. Say Shiki, How is Nekky?

Shiki: Oh he find. There some stuff he need to adjust and be normal again. Not that long we been talking about Josh whole deal and if he cure about us or not.

Coco: Josh? Why are you calling Prissy Kid that? You haven't realz met him.

Shiki: Why not? Neku call him that.

Shoka: I'd like to think that does cure. He at least give me another life in the RG. Even if it was left out of nowhere. Really I'm more piss off about Mikagi for letting his city to be erased and yet be bothered to save Shibuya, Rindo told me about "Haz" some days ago.

Coco: Is he even back there?

Tsugumi: No. He haven't return to Composed Shinjuku once more. Really, I do not understand why brother take order from Haz.

Shoka: So it just you and others running Shinjuku.

Tsugumi: Yep. Just me, Kaie, Shiba and Hishima.

Shoka: So no new Reaper.

Tsugumi: Well no New Reaper that reach Officer rank as of yet.

Shoka: Right. I think we should end the chat here. This gone on for too long now.

Coco: Agreed.

[khodorkovskaya]

17.04.23

i keep manifesting B, i can't deal with this anymore! and it feels like my fault, but in reality it's just that our city is small and we hang out in the same areas so ofc there's a big chance of us bumping into each other every now and then. but still...

my zurich friend came into town this weekend and we went to church together for easter and it was fun. there's something so intimate about going to church with someone, don't you think? like sometimes i go to church and there's a person praying or lighting a candle and it feels like you're looking at something you're not supposed to look at. like prayer is such an intimate thing. and during the easter service there were so many people and we were all standing there, some people humming to the hymns of the choir or whispering to themselves or exclaiming "he has risen" and it was such a funny sensation. (the lady standing next to me was singing soooo out of tune lol! i was like girlie we're all passionate about jesus here but let me listen to the choir plsss!)

we left at 2am because i was sleepy and i felt bad bc i told my friend that i thought a lot during the ceremony and he asked me if it was positive or negative thoughts and i said positive bc like duhh he has risen! and he said that he thought a lot too but for him it was negative thoughts. and i feel like maybe he wanted to talk but i was too tired and stupid to ask him to elaborate, so he didn't. and we walked in silence for a bit. idk maybe he wanted to talk...? so i suggested we go for coffee the following day but he couldn't make it. i feel like a bad friend and i really hope he's okay.

we also talked a lot on telegram and he told me he enjoys writing. and i was like oh me too!!! like idk it's such a surprise to me whenever i meet people who like writing. but at the same time, although i identify as like a person who enjoys writing, i never write. the only thing i write is well... this blog. and it's not really writing writing, is it? i can't remember the last time id written like a proper story. my friend said he wants to write about his trip to poland and id be very interested to read that. his polish trip does sound very intriguing.

then i thought about what if i were to write something about my recent trips. and my trip around the balkans in 2019 came to mind. it's one of my favourite memories i have to say. but it wouldn't make a great story. because it wasn't like thought provoking or anything, nothing really happened, i just had fun and that's it. i guess i could write a descriptive text about like the mountains and the views or whatever, but that wouldn't be an interesting read. and tbh the moment i remember the most vividly from that trip is uhhh having the best sex of my life with B. and that could be a fun descriptive text, like i could compare it to the texture of velvet and the colour purple and the taste of that armenian walnut jam with purple walnuts that look like geodes, you know the one im talking about. i could come up with all kinds of metaphors.

so i was walking thru the train station on my way to the tram, thinking about the things that feel like being in love with B in sarajevo did. i started to miss it a bit. and then i got on the tram, turned around and... there he was.

i saw him walking out of the train station and at first i thought it was some random guy who looked like an uglier version of B. in my head i was like "ooo he kinds looks lik- ohHHH". he got a haircut, so his hair didn't look as bad as the last time i saw him. but something about his facial expression and his stride... idk he looked so mean. he had this arrogant air about him, as if someone had just told him off and he was making that face of "ugh fuck off, im so much better than you". like the way he caried himself gave off such "im better than you" vibes and his facial expression was very mean. idk, like i said, he looked like an ugly version of himself. i didn't pay attention to what he was wearing but he had his backpack with him. and it was the backpack that made me realise it was him.

i waved at him from the tram and he looked me in the eye and idk if he didn't see me or just ignored me.

and i was a bit disappointed. bc like i was really getting into the having sex with him in sarajevo memory and i thought maybe i could think about it again before bed today. but now his ugly face is ingrained into my brain and i can't think about sarajevo anymore. i need to hang out with more hot people so that i could at least sexually fantasise about someone. like im in my twenties, come on, why are my options so limited???