#literally getting goose bumps thinking about it

[inseasofgreen]

12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS

Following up to Christmas I will be answering asks - no matter how spoilery - about POTO!

Though there are some rules!

Questions can be about characters, world building, and lore but a general rule: be relatively specific. Nothing like "What is Sciosa's whole character arc?" but something along the lines of "How did Sciosa's life's calling impact her childhood?" Ya vibe? I also ask that there is only 1 ask per a person per a day.

Have fun and have a happy holidays!

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Uno!

Gaz x Reader

Game night turns into something else. Just wanted to write something fun for gaz. My baby doesn't get enough love.

I stare at my cards, keeping my face neutral. One red, one blue, and two green cards. The top card is a green draw two. I sigh and look up at Gaz. " My eyes are up here," I state simply.

His eyes don't stray for a moment. My nipples perk up from the exposure, and goose bumps trail up my arms. I swear he made it colder on purpose. Like he knew I wasn't going to turn down a challenge. Like he knew I couldn't resist high stakes. As I sit only in my lace panties, which he specifically asked to stay on, it occurs to me that Kyle Garrick was very slick.

"But my favorite view is down there," a smirk creeps on his face. Mischief and lust fight to dominate each other in his eyes. His tongue swipes over his lips and he leans back. His skin tanned from the days spent in the desert, defining the ripples and crevices of his strength under his tight tee. If only he wasn't so smug, I'd happily ride him to tomorrow. I draw two cards from the deck placed on the coffee table.

I smile as the heavens have opened and spared me. Draw four wild card and a color block wild card. Ready to blow his world up. I was two seconds from saying ' fuck it' and cheating. I need to knock him down a few branches. He always has the most to speak to when it comes to games. Thinks he's such a know-it-all all. WELL GUESS WHAT! You have finally met your match. Let this be a lesson to not fuck with me!

I throw down my green number two cards and smirk. I'm about to light his ass up. Card rat

"You're cute," his mouth widens and his eyebrows lower. A predatory look adorns his face as he looks down at his cards. He rubs them together as a low chuckle falls from his lips. He shakes his head as his eyes slowly draw up towards me. Gaz words come out slowly," My poor baby..."

Like a chain reaction, he puts down card after card. Unable to process anything as I stare at each card laid down.

"Green reverse card, back to me," he grins.

" Two draw two," he barks out.

"One wild card for this wild fucking we about to do," he laughs.

"Uno! Another wild card, Uno out!" Kyle pauses his celebration as he waits for my reaction.

There's no way in fuck he just won! That couldn't be possible because who the fuck holds out on cards. He has to be cheating.

Why did I agree to this stupid ass game? I don't even like uno like that. I should have just taken a nap like I said I was going to. I literally create my own problems!

What if I just offer to cook for a week, I look up at Gaz's face. I can feel his hunger from across the table. He's not backing down.

Gaz stands and slowly makes his way towards me. " A deal's a deal baby, come cash your check."

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[daisies-daydreams]

OKAY OKAY HEAR ME OUT…hobie brown with a plus size reader. I’m talking TUMMY, ROLLS, MUFFIN TOP. THE WHOLE SHEBANG. AND HE JUST..HE JUST LOVES IT. and reader is shorter than hobie. I’m talking 5’4 type short (average height BUT CMON. MANS IS LANKY AF. HES TALL SO HE THINKS READER IS SHORT AF) AND JUST YEAH. smut if you can pls 🙏 I need more size inclusive fics fr fr ~🕷️

Shape of You (Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Size!Reader)

Pairing: Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Size!Reader Category: Fluff & Smut (18+) Warnings: Brief Depiction of Body Insecurity, Making Out, Hickeys, Vaginal Fingering, Nipple/Breast Play, Clit Play, Cowgirl, Doggy Style, Creampies, Dirty Talk, P in V Sex, Unprotected Sex (you know the drill), Multiple Orgasms, Pet Names (love, babe, baby, honey) Word Count: 3.6k+

A/N: Y’all must have some sort of psychic link with me…b/c I was literally just about to start writing astv x plus size reader! 🥹 (No joke I’m 5’4 w/ a muffin top. Us girlies don’t get a lot of love 😞) I’m so so happy you requested this and I hope you enjoy it!

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

You giggled as Hobie dramatically kicked the door open with his boot, his hand wrapped around yours as he led you into his flat. The light smell of cigarette smoke and pine wafted through the living room as you stepped inside. Hobie closed the door behind you before raising your hand above your head. You laughed as he twirled you around, your frilly tank top fluttering as you spun. When you turned back around, his smokey eyes held a new softness in them. 

“What?” you giggled. Hobie pulled you to him, your bodies pressing together as he placed a hand on your cheek. 

“Just admirin’ my girl,” he drawled with a lazy yet warm smile. You gasped quietly as he brushed his thumb over the curve of your cheek, his other hand falling to smooth over your hip. A familiar heat began to swell inside your core as he dipped his head down, letting his lips linger over yours. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, babe,” Hobie husked, his lip ring just barely brushing over your upper lip. You shivered as he rubbed small circles on your waist. 

“H-Hobie,” you flushed. 

“Hm? Somethin’ wrong?” he asked. You bit your lip as you clenched your thighs together, arousal flooding your every sense in the moment as time came to a standstill. You took a deep breath. 

“Do you really mean it?” you asked. Hobie blinked as his brows slightly furrowed. 

“‘Course I mean it,” he replied. You nodded, yet you still wore a somewhat pensive expression as you glanced down. You gasped when you felt his hands snake down and squeeze your ass. 

“Hobie!” you blushed. Your boyfriend wore a wry grin as his eyes glowed with mischief.

“If I didn’t mean it, would I have done that?” he asked while tilting his head. You swallowed when he pressed his lips to your neck, the smooth metal of his piercing stroking over your pulse. You didn’t even realize that you backed against the wall as he suddenly puckered his plump lips over your goose-bump ridden skin, sucking on it tenderly. You moaned softly as he massaged your bum while working a large hickey on your neck. He wore a sincere, yet still cheeky, grin on his face as he pulled back. 

“Would I put a mark on you if I didn’t mean it? Hm?” he murmured. You shook your head. 

“N-No,” you stammered. Hobie’s smile grew wider as he rested his forehead on yours, his hands now moving up to cup your breasts, giving them a firm squeeze. You squealed as he smoothed his thumbs over your covered tits. 

“Atta girl,” he nearly growled as he nipped just below your ear. Sparks of pleasure flitted through your now dripping cunt as he let his hands run down your puffy tummy. “We both know I’m not one for orders…but right now, I’d love nothing more than seeing each and every delicious inch of you bounce as you ride my cock,” Hobie groaned as he slipped his hands beneath your shirt. His cold hands made you jolt as he rubbed up and down your front, tracing over the bottom of your breasts and the top of your belly. 

“How’s that sound?” he asked, his voice undeniably dripping with pure lust. You suddenly reached up on your tip-toes, throwing any sense of inhibition out the window as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You felt him smirk against you as your mouths danced together, the soft squelching of your heated kissing filling his small apartment. He chuckled as he pulled back, pushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’, then,” he mused. You nodded as you squeezed the back of his neck. 

“Yes,” you said breathily, your chest rising and falling rapidly as your heart thrummed against your ribcage. Hobie hummed before leaning back down, tilting his head to capture your mouth in a deeper kiss as his hands began to bunch up the fabric of your tank top. You moaned as he traced his tongue along your bottom lip and began to pull your shirt up. You broke for a moment as you raised your arms, allowing him to toss it aside. 

“God baby, I can’t wait to feel your warm pussy wrapped around me,” Hobie growled, his deft fingers making easy work of finding the clasp of your bra. You sighed, parting your lips as he unhooked your bra, his tongue sliding into your mouth as the two of you moaned in unison. A particular swipe of his tongue against yours made you cross your knees together, drawing a husky chuckle from your lover as he slipped his wet muscle out. 

“Couch or bedroom?” he asked, his hands already undoing the button and zipper of your ripped jeans.  

“Does it really matter?” you panted as you shrugged your bra off of your shoulders. He laughed again before pecking the corner of your mouth. 

“Good point,” he shrugged as he tugged your pants down your plump thighs. His eyes lit up with hunger when he saw your rolls spill out from your panties. “Fuckin’ ‘ell,” Hobie grunted as you stepped out of your pants. His eyes flicked back up to you as he took your hand again, guiding you to sit on the middle cushion of his couch. You tilted your head as you watched him sink to his knees, parting your legs with his large, calloused hands. 

“I thought you wanted me to ride you?” you giggled. Hobie smirked up at you before pressing a gentle kiss to one of the prominent stretch marks on your left thigh. You twitched beneath his simple touch as he smoothed his hands over your legs, nuzzling his face against the plush of your thigh. 

“I do…but first, I wanna make sure you know just how much I adore you,” he groaned as he met your gaze. A small moan left you as he stroked the inside of your thigh, he tilted his head up. 

“Every roll,” he said as he kissed your belly. You squeaked when you felt his fingers hook around the band of your panties. 

“Every stretch mark,” Hobie murmured before sucking another mark onto you. You swallowed thickly as he licked his lips afterwards. Your hips raised on their own as he pulled your panties down, his gaze half-lidded and drunk on the feeling of your warm body against his. You shuddered as the cold air hit your puffy lower lips, your arousal leaking out from your slit. Hobie fanned his hands over the creases where your pelvis met your legs as he dipped his head lower, his warm breath rolling over your mound. 

“Fuck, everything about you drives me absolutely crazy, (Y/N),” his breath stuttered before he sweetly pressed his lips to your clit. 

“F-Fuck, Hobie,” you keened, your mind and body already overwhelmed as his rough thumbs spread your chubby pussy lips apart. Without any hesitation he lowered his head, flicking the tip of his tongue over your sensitive clit. Bolts of electricity shot through you as you clenched your thighs, your head falling back as he gently lapped at your bundle of nerves. He moaned against your sex as his fingers glided down towards the rim of your entrance, your walls fluttering as he circled around your hole. You gasped when he puckered his lips around your sensitive clit, sucking on it hungrily as he began to push two of his long fingers inside of your tight walls. 

“O-Oh God, oh my God,” you panted as he alternated between licking and swiping at your button with his tongue and sloppily making out with it. You swore you saw stars when he brought your clit between his teeth, nibbling on it gently as he slowly pumped his digits in and out of your slick cunt. Another low groan rose from his chest, the vibrations making your head spin as your walls clenched around his fingers. 

You moaned loudly as he curled his fingers against your spongey g-spot, your legs shaking as he swirled the tip of his tongue over your plump button. Hobie grunted as your hands flew to his head, your fingers gripping his dark wicks as he stroked your gummy walls at a faster face. 

“Y-Yes, keep going!” you cried as your head fell back against the headboard of the sofa. You yelped when he suddenly threw one of your legs over his sharp shoulder, moving your pelvis so his fingers slipped even deeper inside of you. You sobbed with pleasure as Hobie sucked on your bundle of nerves again while scissoring his deft fingers inside of your gushing pussy. His eyes looked like they were about to roll into the back of his skull as your cunt fluttered around him, your head dizzy as you felt the bubble inside you about to burst. 

Your legs shook violently as your hips snapped forward, white flashing over your vision as your arousal flooded his parched mouth. You barely registered his moaning as you arched your back, your orgasm shaking you to the core as pure pleasure rolled in waves over you. You clenched the couch cushion as you heaved, feeling coming back to your fingers and toes as your heartbeat slowed. You whimpered as Hobie gave a peck to your clit, his three fingers still stuffed inside your tight cunt as he pulled his head up. He kept his eyes on you as he slowly pulled his digits out, cooing as you winced at the emptiness. 

“Did so good f’me, hun,” he sighed as he brought his fingers up to his mouth. You gawked at how soaked they were, your opalescent cream coating every crease of his digits. Your soul nearly shot out of your body as he rolled his tongue out, swirling it around the tips of his fingers before shoving them inside his mouth. He groaned as he sucked on them, savoring the taste of your sweet juices. 

“You feelin’ alright?” he asked after he released his fingers with a slick “pop”. You nodded, your body coated in a thin sheen of sweat as you caught your breath. 

“Y-Yeah, it was just…a lot,” you giggled sheepishly. Hobie chuckled as he rested his hands on your knees. 

“You okay if we go on?” he asked, his voice taking on a softer tone. You blinked before nodding slowly. “You don’t have to ride me if it was too much f’you,” Hobie added, his thumbs caressing the inside of your knees. You shook your head violently. 

“No-I-I at least want to try,” you said. Hobie gave a gentle smile before rising to his feet. Your breath hitched as your eyes trailed down to his pants, a prominent bulge poking out from beneath his slacks. Just as you shifted over, Hobie patted your knee. 

“Stay there real quick,” he said as he walked into the kitchen. You craned your neck to see him grabbing a glass from the cupboard and filling it up with some water from the sink. Every cell in your body felt like it was going to melt as he smiled at you while bringing the glass over.

“‘Ere you go,” he said with a grin as he handed you the water. 

“Thank you, Hobes,” you smiled as you took the glass. You gulped down the beverage before setting the glass on the stained coffee table. You watched as your lover pulled his shirt up and over his head before undoing his belt. You bit your lip as he pulled down his boxers. His long cock sprang free, the sight his dark, swollen tip made your cunt flutter. He smiled as he took a seat on one of the other couch cushions, spreading his wiry legs as his member twitched.

“Your throne awaits,” Hobie mused as he patted his thigh. He laughed when you rolled your eyes, despite the playful smile on your face. You crawled over to his lap, your heart pounding inside of your ears as your wet pussy lips grazed over the thick head of his cock. Both of you panted and moaned as you rocked your hips back and forth, massaging his tip with your pretty slit. He squeezed your love handles as you slowed your movements. You released a shaky breath as you positioned yourself, his tip just barely breaching past your entrance. 

“Take your time, lovie,” he murmured into your ear as he grabbed the base of his cock, helping to steady it as you hooked your hands over his shoulders. With a quiet moan, you finally began to sink down on his lengthy shaft. Hobie hissed through gritted teeth, his other hand gripping the plump flesh of your hip as your slick pussy swallowed his cock. 

“Mmmmm, fuck,” he groaned as he slipped his hand away, watching as you sheathed yourself on his rod. Shivers ran up your spine with each inch you took, feeling every bulging vein and curve of his shaft slide against your sensitive walls. You jolted a little when the back of your thighs met with the front of his, the head of his cock now snug against your cervix. You dipped your head into his shoulder as you trembled in his hold, the feeling fullness sparking every single nerve in your sex. “Shh, shh I got you,” Hobie purred as he stroked your back. He patiently waited for you to adjust, his lips trailing along your cheek. 

“Whenever you’re ready, sweet thing,” he murmured. You swallowed a lump in your throat before you started to raise your hips. Hobie’s pupils were blown wide as you gasped, half of his cock still lodged between your plush walls before you sank back down. “G-Good girl,” he grunted, his thumbs finding their way to smooth over your hard nipples. You gasped and moaned as his cock split you in two, your thighs and belly jiggling as you raised and lowered yourself. 

“H-Hobieee,” you whined as he lightly pinched your nipples, his calloused tips a sharp contrast to your soft skin. 

“Christ, look at you ridin’ my cock so well,” he rasped, eyes locked on your breasts and puffy tummy bouncing. His words made your pussy gush with slick as you sobbed, hiding your head in the crook of his neck. Hobie kissed your cheek, his palms now cupping your ass. “Yes, that’s it, love,” he grunted, his sharp hips snapping up to plunge deep inside your swollen cunt. 

“H-Hobie-“ you tried to warn him before you suddenly stiffened, your legs burning and twitching as your cunt seized around his throbbing shaft. You cried against his shoulder as your hands gripped onto him for dear life. 

“That’s it,” he cooed as you rocked your hips forward. You shivered once you finally came down from your high, your cunt absolutely drenching his dick in your arousal. Hobie pecked your temple as he rubbed your lower back. 

“Did so well f’me, sweet girl,” he murmured. You peeked up. 

“Did you get to finish?” you asked. Hobie shook his head, though he still held the dreamy look in his eyes. You groaned and rested your forehead against his shoulder, your face erupting with heat. 

“Oi, s’alright,” Hobie said as he leaned his head forward just a little more. “If you want, we could try a different position,” he proposed with a sultry tone. He gave a wry grin as your walls fluttered around his girth. You tilted your head up to look into his smokey eyes. 

“Could we…” your voice trailed off as you bit your lip. Hobie tilted his head, his eyes holding such patience in them. You felt your insides start to melt as you cleared your throat. “Could we maybe try…doggy style?” you asked. Hobie’s eyes lit up despite the calm expression on his face. 

“‘Course,” he replied. You suddenly pulled your head up, your lips colliding with his as you rested your hands on his chest. Your eyelids fluttered as you tasted yourself on his tongue as he glided it across yours. You whined as you raised your hips, his cock slipping from between your folds before you adjusted yourself on the couch. Hobie wore an amused smirk as you wiggled your ass side to side. 

“Fuck me,” he sucked in a sharp breath as you slid a pillow under your stomach and curved your spine. 

“I just did that,” you giggled as you braced your arms against the couch. You squealed when you felt him spread your thick cheeks apart with his hands. 

“Cheeky thing,” Hobie clicked his tongue as he guided his dick to your entrance. You grasped at the cushion in front of you as he rubbed the soaked tip of his cock against your labia, his hand kneading the flesh of your bum. “Y’ready f’me?” he drawled. You nodded, your hair sticking to your face as you puffed out a breath of hot air. 

“Yes-please Hobie, f-fill me up till I’m leaking with your cum!” you whined. Your jaw went slack when you felt him sheathe himself inside you with one fluid thrust. You nearly choked on your moan as he snapped his hips forward, dragging his cock against your oversensitive walls at a hungry pace. 

“Oh, fuck,” Hobie moaned behind you. You squeaked when you felt him grab your asscheeks firmly as his heavy balls grazed over your ripe clit. “Christ, look at your gorgeous arse bounce,” he praised, his words like honey flowing from his lips as he pistoned his cock inside you. Your mind was reeling as you heard the unmistakable sound of your cheeks clapping mixed with the loud squelching of him stuffing your cunt. 

“Fuck, baby-could watch this body bounce and jiggle f’me for hours,” Hobie strained as his fingers dug into your plump flesh. You squealed when he leaned over, his long, wiry frame draping over your chubby body. You whined as he scraped his teeth against your shoulder. 

“Feel so fuckin’ good wrapped around my cock,” Hobie growled, his hips still grinding against your backside as his head teased your cervix. Drool slipped past the corner of your mouth as he sank his teeth into your skin. Your eyes rolled back as you felt your third orgasm wash over your, your limbs turning into jelly as your cunt spasmed. 

“Sh-shit,” Hobie grunted, his plump lips kissing over your bite before he pulled back. Both of you were a panting mess as his thrusts began to grow more frenzied, the sounds surely penetrating the walls of his flat by now. “So good baby,” he repeated like a broken record. Your body rocked back and forth with the force of his thrusts, your ability to speak now reduced to babbles and moans. 

“Gonna cum-where?” Hobie asked, his cock twitching inside of your tight cunt. You mewled before tilting your head up. 

“I-Inside,” you managed to breath, your spine arching on its own as he tenderly grazed over your g-spot. You felt Hobie push his cock inside you a few more times before he suddenly stilled. He released a deep, husky groan as his warm cum flooded your sweetly fucked hole. You gasped and shoved your face into the couch cushion as you felt his seed paint your walls. His hands felt so warm against your backside as his cock twitched a few more times. You grew dizzy at the feeling of his cum seeping out of your stretched entrance and rolling over your thighs. You shivered as he caressed your hips. 

“Feelin’ alright?” he asked. Your cheeks warmed at the sentiment as you nodded. Hobie chuckled softly before patting your bum. “Good,” your lover said before slowly pulling out. Your pussy felt so raw as the head of his dick popped out, his cum now dribbling onto the worn cushion below. You caught your breath before pushing up on your hands, your heartbeat steadying as you leaned back. 

“Jesus, Hobie,” you panted. “That was…I don’t think a man’s ever made me cum that much,” you confessed with a shaky laugh. Hobie tilted his head as he gave you a sultry grin. 

“t’s my pleasure,” he winked. You laughed as he pecked your temple, his hand falling onto the top of your thigh. 

“Why don’t we take a shower, yeah?” he suggested as he traced his hand down your cheek. You smiled. 

“That sounds wonderful,” you beamed before pausing. “It’s not an excuse to see me naked for a bit longer, is it?” you teased. Hobie held up his hands as he shrugged. 

“Could you blame me?” he asked as he gave you a puppy-eyed look. You giggled and gave him a quick kiss. After cleaning up, the rest of the night was spent with his lean frame curling against yours as he held you in his bed. You smiled as you listened to his steady heartbeat, his dark lips parted as he hummed a quiet tune against your neck. 

“What’s on your mind, doll?” he asked. You shrugged as you traced a finger along his bedsheets. 

“Thinking about you…about us,” you said. 

“What about us?” he grunted inquisitively before pecking the back of your neck. You smiled warmly as you turned, your legs tangling with his as you met his eyes. 

“About how happy I am that we’ve worked out,” you grinned ear to ear. Hobie blinked, his chiseled features softening as he rubbed your back. 

“I’m happy ‘bout it, too,” he confessed with a rare shy grin. Your heart skipped a beat as he planted a kiss on your forehead. “Now, let’s get some sleep. Had quite the workout tonight,” he chuckled. You giggled as you snuggled against his chest. 

“Night, Hobie,” you sighed happily. Hobie brought his hand up to your hair, stroking his fingers through it as you closed your eyes. 

“G’night, sweetheart,” he whispered. 

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Thank you for reading! ❤️

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[nyctoaerah]

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋

“𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐀 𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅”

╰┈➤𝐒𝐘𝐏𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐒: Who would've known that the man you spent a night with was the very same man that you're planning to kill? It was a cruel twist of fate, cause as you spent more time with him, you found yourself growing attached-inlove even. But, you ended up knowing the truth about suguru’s death, and the thirst for justice and redemption for Suguru consumed you. The pursuit of absolution drove you to consider any means necessary, even if it meant risking your own well-being, your sanity, your very essence. You were willing to sacrifice everything just to obtain the revenge you so desperately craved, even going as far as to ignore your feelings for Satoru. After all, it doesn't really matter, because Gojo Satoru was yours, he was yours to play with, he was yours to manipulate, and yours to kill, and he’s not complaining about it.

╰┈➤𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: suggestive themes, racism towards non-sorcerers, aftermath of one-night-stand

╰┈➤𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Yandere! Gojo Satoru x Fem! Op! Assassin! Suguru's adopted daughter! Reader

╰┈➤𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: This story is the revamped version of my previous fic “Devil in Disguise” it has the same plot, but this one just has a better story flow in my point of view;) also available in Wattpad and Quotev! Hearts and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄

━━𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟕 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟕

YOU STIRRED INTO CONSCIOUSNESS as the sunlight caressed your bare skin, rousing your sluggish body from slumbering. Your body felt sore for some reasons, especially your thighs, but you didn’t mind it that much.

Lifting your chin, your eyes fluttered open to take in an ornate chamber paneled in gleaming ivory, its lofty ceiling adorned by a glittering chandelier.

Beneath the sheets, your flesh prickled with awareness of your half-nudity yet also a lingering heat that suffused your pore, recalling the fevered embrace of the previous night.

Lavish scents assaulted your senses—the heady perfume of jasmine mingling with masculine musk. Disoriented, you blinked away the veil of slumber, gazing about in a daze.

Slowly pushing up onto your elbows, your mind awakened in fragments—an argument with your sisters, you going on a club, getting drugged.. And him.

Satoru.

You shuddered as sensations washed over your body, recalling his touch last night. The ghost of his kisses lingered on your skin, tingling your thighs, stomach and lips. Merely remembering elicited a renewed flush of heat that spread from your cheeks down your neck.

While you bore no regrets, uncertainty nagged at you. How had you measured up to his experienced caresses? Fragments were all that remained—his  worship of your flesh, Thrilling pinpricks rose goose bumps where his adulating mouth had bade your body ignite with each kiss and nibble. The feel of his mouth exploring your private places, his hands grasping your hips to pull you ever closer. 

The taste of strawberries on his tongue, lips tracing ardent paths across your skin and literally everything.

Drawn back to wakefulness by such vivid recollections, you became aware of your state— lightly clad in merely underclothing, fastenings loosened—not in the way you would put it on.

A question appeared on your head.

Was he the one who dressed you up? Your Fingertips rose to trace the marks left on your skin, purpling love-bites grip of grasping fingers on your thigh, and some bite marks. 

You would’ve frowned until you remembered that you gave him the permission to leave marks.

Something you shouldn’t have done, probably, because it’s probably gonna be hard to hide.

Though sated, You can’t help but wonder, You knew that you sucked at these kind of things, and you wanted something, not repetition but rather clarification.

Had you pleased him fully as he had so fully worshiped you? 

“Stop thinking about that.. s’just a one-night stand..” 

you mumble as you pressed your palm to your brow, despising how your mind stubbornly clings to the stupid memories.

“Stupid hormones...”

On unsteady feet, you got off the bed and padded the plush floor, surveying the place to find your clothing. Finding nothing, your gaze wandered the opulent interior, committing each exquisite feature to memory—slate and marble, gilt and glass conspiring in sensuous splendor.  

Steeling your shaking sinews, you reached for the door, cool metal kissing your fevered skin. Light assaulted you and you winced as you peered into it. 

You blinked slowly as you took in your unfamiliar surroundings. An ornate foyer stretched above you, Fresh flowers accented various surfaces, their sweet perfume. Rolling your aching head gingerly from side to side, you sought some clue as to your location amid the opulence, but alas, everything remained hazy and indistinct. 

Stupid fucking hangovers. You thought as you went towards the stairs.

Struggling to balance yourself, a wave of dizziness and nausea overcame you, your stomach roiling in protest. Clammy-palmed, you steadied yourself against the polished balustrade as you walked down, letting the smooth stairs guide your unsteady steps.

When you were finally down, you felt mortified  as you realized that you’re half naked. Fuck, you forgot.

Maybe you should go back on the room? You hesitated, not really wanting to walk around half naked.

Just then, a familiar voice cut through your distressed haze.

 “Oh, you’re awake.”

You knew that voice—it belonged to Satoru. Squaring your shoulders to muster what shreds of dignity you could, you turned to face him. His hair was damp, a towel draped across his shoulders, below which his torso was similarly bare. Meeting his eyes, you asked the inevitable question to break the awkward silence.

“Oh...uhm...where are my clothes?”

“Oh, I still haven’t finished washing it. You puked on it yesterday.” Satoru mentioned nonchalantly, causing your eyes to widen as the recollection of your vomit soaking the fine silk assaulted your senses once more, filling you with even more shame. 

You forgot, you really did vomited on the poor dress when you arrived here.

“You don’t have to wash it, y’know...” You mumble sheepishly.

“Hmm, nope, i’ll wash it. That dress is pretty on you, it looks exquisitely nice to rip it off your body though, but it’s still nice.”

Your face flushed in embarrassment at his bluntness.

Your face flushed at his blunt candor, a fierce heat swelling within your cheeks. Crimson-tinged and agitated, you averted your eyes from him.

Fuck, you’re not used to people telling you such things.

“I-i can do it myself , you don’t have to do it. I don’t wanna be a burden.” you responded, shaking your head in embarrassment , not wanting to impose. You’ve already embarrassed yourself last night, probably , and now you would have him wash your fucking dress?

Satoru chuckled in response. “No, it's alright. I insist on doing it.”

His persistence made your brows draw together 

“I don’t wanna be a burden,” you firmly stated jaw set slightly, causing him to roll his eyes, and place a hand on his hip sassily.

“I can do it promise. I kinda ruined it too, so seems fair for me to do it, hm?” He drawls.

“No fair,” You shot him a playful glare.

“Well, life isn’t fair, princess.”

“Just give me the dress, i’ll clean it—” 

You began only to be cut off.

“Nuh uh. I’m cleanin’ that. No more arguments.” He said. Your eye twitched at that, yet it somehow made your stomach flutter a bit, from some reason you didn’t knew.

“Anywayss, You should also consider taking a bath, you know?” he murmured softly, sky blue eyes fixed on the ceiling, deliberately avoiding eye contact.

Your face fell. Shit, do you smell bad? As if sensing your doubt, Satoru began to elucidate. 

“Don’t worry, i cleaned you up yesterday, made sure to clean everything! But still, I’m sure you'd like a bath too... to ease your er.. sore muscles..”

He said, a cordial smile on his lips.

“I like aftercare, after all, so you don’t have to worry about you smelling like....” he said, twisting the damp towel between deft fingers. A roguish smirk curled his lips. Your gaze traced the lean lines of his form outlined by the thin fabric, lingering on his corded neck.

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence, Satoru.”

“I meant sweat. Pervert. You’re thinking about something else, aren’t you?” He giggled.

“Heh? You didn’t expect that, did you?” he crooned, idly twining a damp lock around his finger like a school girl getting approached by their crush.

Speech evaded you, your thoughts scattered like leaves before an autumn gale in embarrassment.

He fixated you with an intense gaze, his blue eyes seeming to appraise your every subtle movement and reaction. A sly smirk tugged at the corners of his lips.

“Hm? Why are you staring at me like that?” he questioned with feigned innocence, though his teasing tone implied far more clandestine intentions.

You blinked, brows twitching slightly.

“I didn't knew that you’re such a pervert, princess. now you’re making me all shy.”

Satoru giggled, his words a contrast to his obvious actions again. In no way was he shy, he was shameless after all.

Satoru Gojo has no shame after all.

You struggled to collect your frazzled thoughts.

“I’m uh, staring at the ceiling, you’re just tall so it looks like i’m staring at you.” you replied lamely, cursing your inability to formulate a wittier response internally.

He released a throaty chuckle, clearly unconvinced by your flimsy excuse.

“Yeah, yeah, you gotta take a bath now, let’s yap later after you finished taking a bath, yeah?” His lascivious grin remained firmly in place.

Your cheeks burned anew as you realized your sorry state.

“Er.. i don’t have clothes... My dress is already.. you know...” 

The words scratched painfully in your parched throat as you crossed your arms tightly over your exposed torso

“Mhmm. Don’t worry princess.” He hums.

“You can borrow some of mine, i think i have smaller ones” Satoru shifts his gaze towards a door.

“I’ll get it for you, yeah? Just wait f’me.”

Without delay, he strode from the room with purposeful steps.

Finally.

You exhaled a slow, lengthy breath, letting your tingling fingers trace delicate trails across your scalp as the heat of mortification warmed your cheeks once again, out of embarrassment and sheepishness.

You didn’t expected him to be this caring, cause he’s giving the fuck boy vibes—plus you’re a total stranger in here too.

Maybe he does this to other girls too, You pondered before your shoulders slackened, upon remembering that you’re not really that special—cause he’s probably bedded a lot of girls and does this to them.

Nonetheless, it’s still quite pleasant.

You looked at the lavish surroundings, taking in exquisite details. Gilded trim and intricately carved furnishings was everywhere, it looked fancy and all. Your gaze drifted and lingered on portraits adorning the white walls, peering into the pictures within gilded frames. One picture , though, seized your attention—it was about two people, and one just looked like suguru—but you’re not sure about it yet. 

You wanted to confirm, so you strode forward trance-like, but then, satoru’s voice jarred your walking.

“What are you doing?” Satoru's lilting tones roused you. You turned to find him regarding you with questioning eyes, hands cradling fresh linens and some sort of pills that says ��Plan B” atop the pristine fabric.

“Nothing...just looking around,” You murmured vaguely, brows furrowed slightly.

“Ah well. Here is it.” he says.

“I brought you Plan B too. Ugh.. i think i went raw last night, but don’t worry, i’m clean. Sorry [Name].”

You were about to ask him what he meant by that, but stopped when he practically placed the clothes in your hands.

As your hands grasped the unfamiliar fabrics, a weight dropped into your palm—a phone, your phone, to be specific.

“I think this is yours, i found it lying on my couch.” He said, arching an eyebrow.

“Yeah.. it’s mine. Thanks ”

Your fingertips traced over the cracked screen, appraising the damage done whilst gripped in oblivion and you wince.

“Damn...”

Notifications assailed your distracted eyes, your siblings’ concerns, there were so many missed calls and texts from them.

A grimace formed on your face, muscles tensing.

Your brat of a sisters is definitely gonna lecture you.

━━𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋

You sunk low into the bath, letting the warmth envelop you and melting away the tension from your muscles. Closing your eyes, you drew in a deep breath, reveling in the soothing scent of jasmine that perfumed the steam. Your fingers idly traced patterns in the surface, disturbing the drifting bubbles.

As you dragged your hands upwards over your skin, the bubbles popped, leaving trails of moisture in their wake. Your cellphone rested on the smooth tiles bordering the tub, its waterproof casing ensuring it would not come to harm. 

Nanako’s tinny voice emanated from the device, pulling your mind from its half-formed reverie.

“Where were you, sister??” she whined petulantly. A sigh escaped your lips; you were in no mood for her querulous nagging.

“You sound like an angry mother,”  you replied wryly.

“Not funny! We were so worried about you,” she retorted, concern lacing her words.

“Where’s mimiko?” You questioned, for you haven’t heard mimiko, after all, normally, it was always the both of them talking to you through phone, now though, it was solely nanako.

“I was uh.. at a friend’s house right now.” You lied feebly.

“She’s with me. She’s sleeping, and come back sister, we gotta tell you something important.”

Silence fell as you considered her statement, your thoughts inevitably turning to darker matters.

 “Just say it on the phone, please?”

“Fine. We can’t find master geto’s body...” Nanako said solemnly, her voice taut with unease. Her words struck like icy blades into your core, and you froze momentarily amidst the comforting warmth, your blood chilling in your veins as you felt your mood suddenly fell. His body had yet to be found? Your jaw clenched involuntarily as restless questions swirled within your mind.

“Why?” you demanded, brows furrowed in consternation.

“Do you already know his killer then...?” The implications were grim, and you sat rigid, mind racing.

“I... I think it’s that okkotsu kid.”

“What the fuck? No way.” You were flabbergasted.

“You mean that kid?”  

You frowned deeply, eyebrows furrowing in a look of utter repugnance as feelings of incredulity and revulsion washed over you. That meek urchin having bested Suguru was an affront to reason itself—the notion was positively preposterous. The lad seemed scarcely capable of lifting his own limbs after all!

“I can’t believe this.” You sighed in disappointment.

“But.  I’m gonna avenge master suguru, don’t worry.” 

“Those monkeys... Are the reason he’s dead... ugh.. those okkotsu brat used to be a monkey too, didn’t he? Then became a sorcerer ‘cause of the special grade cursed spirit.. riki? Was it? Or rika..?”

Your fingers curled into tight fists at your sides, nails digging crescents into your palms. That was a trait you got from suguru, albeit you were influenced by him, as you had the same loathing he held for non-sorcerers.

“True, true, i still can’t believe that he managed to defeat master geto... with that kind of physique...”

“Such a bodyshamer you are, nanako.” You mumble.

“​​​​​​It’s true!” Nanako replied.

“But then.. why would the other sorcerers protect them again...? I mean.. the monkeys... They’re the sole reason why curses are born anyways...”  you muttered through clenched teeth, slumping against the wall of the washroom as soothing bubbles danced across your aching limbs. 

“They probably got manipulated and can’t see the truth. They’re seriously brainwashed by them.” Nanako replied bitterly.

“Seriously. I told you guys that you should’ve just waited for me... Cause you know... We might stand a chance..” You added.

“After all, i’m unregistered, aren’t i? So they won’t know how my cursed techniques works.” 

━━𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋

[stomach-bugg09]

maybe an angsty imagine for y/n sully x fali? like something where one of them gets injured really bad someway and the other is upset at them for putting their life in danger and/or being reckless and almost dying (lol) because "I could've lost you" or something like that? I love your writing its just too good ahhh

summary: after fali saves neteyam’s life on the ship, [y/n] is distraught from almost losing her person.

a/n: this was so fun to write. i literally live for angst. at least this one has a good ending !! hope you all enjoy , it’s pretty short and sweet. reblogs and feedback are always appreciated !!

tags: @pinkhotdogsfr @wxnderingthoughts @liyahsocorro @bonnibuckets @hjkshshjkhklhkl

warnings: sad sad but also comfort, mentions of dying, mentions of blood / wounds, sully siblings being goals and making me wanna cry, [y/n] being mega sad and fali being mega injured

words: 1.8k

the reason i live

her heart was in her throat, her stomach twisting and turning by the second.

[y/n] sat outside the tsahik’s hut, her knees pulled close to her chest as she stared into the distance. silent tears streamed down her cheeks, panic and worry clouding her thoughts.

all the na’vi could think about was how it could’ve gone differently. how it could’ve gone so he wasn’t hurting, so she wasn’t hurting.

earlier in the evening, maybe an hour or two prior, the sully family returned to awa’atlu after the toruk makto finally put an end to the life of quaritch, after they finally sunk the ship of sky-people that wreaked devastation throughout a planet—a home—that wasn’t theirs.

once [y/n] had been saved from the constraints and danger after quaritch kidnapped her and her sisters, she thought that all was fine when she sunk into the comforting arms of her mother. what she wasn’t prepared for was the sadness that filled the eyes of lo’ak, neteyam, jake, and neytiri when she asked, “where is fali?”

before her panic graduated into anything worse, before she could even shed a tear, her father’s hands on her shoulders brought her back to reality. with a sob stuck in her throat, she stared into the eyes of jake sully.

“he is alive.” [y/n]’d never felt that much relief. “but he is hurt. badly.”

she could barely recall whispering, “what does that mean?”

her mother’s hand was warm on her back. “it means his fate is in the hands of eywa. they are doing what they can.”

ever since their return, [y/n] hadn’t left the small spot in which she sat. she leaned back against the wooden post, arms curled around her knees as she ran each and every possibility through her head.

if she had just stayed with the boys as they went to save spider, if she had just ordered tuk to stay with tsireya, if she had demanded fali stay back. maybe he wouldn’t be dying from a gunshot through his chest.

[y/n] shut her eyes, choking out another sob. at the noise, she clasped a hand overtop her mouth.

as she closed her eyes, as she sat there trying to convince herself that it would be okay, [y/n] hadn’t even noticed the new presence of her brothers. it was only when she felt the thin warmth of her mother’s shawl draped across her shoulders that she looked up.

at the sight of his big sister’s red eyes, lo’ak’s heart broke. from the moment that he was born, lo’ak knew [y/n] to be his big sister, his protector. never once had lo’ak been the one to comfort her. she was their rock, their grounding force. it felt like the world was upside down.

neteyam knew from the sight that words were not enough. everyone had already made the promise that, “it’s going to be okay.” neteyam was not naive enough to believe in that, and he knew his big sister wasn’t either. so, instead of offering a simple sentence that held no comfort, he sat down beside her.

her brother’s body against her chilled sides made goose-bumps rise to [y/n]’s skin, a shiver making its way through her body. at the sight, it wasn’t long before lo’ak sat on the other side of her.

[y/n] inhaled deeply, allowing herself to drop her head back against the wooden post, eyes closed and fighting more tears. she let out a whimper when she felt both of her baby brothers’ heads lean against either shoulder.

the night was chilly, colder than it had ever been during their time in awa’atlu. [y/n] felt that it was the perfect weather to reflect her emotions at the time, although she ran the risk of getting sick every moment that she sat outside of the tsahik’s hut, a detail that every member of the sully family took into mind.

as a result, her baby sisters were next to come wandering from their marui, bundles of neytiri’s hand-weaved blankets in their arms. those blankets, those layers of warmth, were some of the only things that the sully family brought with them from the forest, a sense of home and comfort threaded between each fiber.

two cold hands grabbed [y/n]’s face gently. she opened her eyes, the greeting sight being kiri’s warm expression. between her long nimble fingers she held each side of [y/n]’s face, thumbs lifting to carefully wipe away the tears trailing down her cheeks. not a word was exchanged, but that was all [y/n] needed.

as kiri let her go, tuk grabbed [y/n]’s knees and pulled them down, forcing her to unfold her legs. at the youngest child’s eagerness, [y/n] managed to smile in the slightest.

just like that, with about a thousand blankets and five kids, a huddle of comfort and warmth was created just outside the entrance to the tsahik’s hut. while neteyam and loa’k leaned against her shoulders, kiri laid in her lap, tuk laying horizontally across the girls’ legs.

[y/n] can’t even recall when she drifted off—all she could remember was feeling like she was home.

it was such a juxtaposition, [y/n] thought, that the first thing to wake her up while it felt like her soul was being crushed by every moment that her love laid dying was the beautiful sunrise over the horizon.

the sky was gorgeous, and yet all she could think about was fali. all she could think about was whether or not he lived through the night. immediate guilt flooded her gut. he could be dead and all [y/n] was doing was sleeping.

she swallowed, noticing the lack of warmth she felt from the night before. when she finally blinked the sleep out of her eyes, all she was met with was the sight of blankets that swallowed her whole. not one sully sibling. [y/n]’s nose twitched, her eyes squinting as she felt an oncoming flood.

but, before one tear could drop, somebody exited the hut. before they could even lock eyes with [y/n], she was pushing herself onto her feet, waiting for news. praying he was okay.

“[y/n]!” it was neteyam. and he was smiling. “[y/n], he is okay. he is alive.”

[y/n] could not even think as she practically shoved her baby brother away—causing him to laugh in astonishment—and burst through the hut’s entrance.

ronal stood quietly speaking to fali’s parents, but her discussion was interrupted by [y/n]’s very loud appearance.

she swallowed as her eyes scanned the room, eyes barely even passing over the quiet and teary adults. their expressions warmed at the sight of [y/n], bittersweet smiles passing around the room.

“fali!” [y/n] cried, voice breaking at the sight of the na’vi who laid still on the cot-like spot dedicated to those who the tsahik was healing. the sully girl dropped to her knees beside him.

he chuckled, although it was quiet thanks to the injury. “you look like hell.”

she laughed, tears springing to her eyes as she sniffed. “you don’t look too good yourself.”

her hand held his, the warmth spreading from fali’s into her palm. [y/n] closed her eyes, letting a tear fall from where it’d balanced on her eyelashes.

it was when ronal cleared her throat that she looked back up, turning towards the trio of adults. “we will give you two space. but, please, be quick because there is still much to do.” neither of them missed the smile on the tsahik’s face.

“yes, ma’am,” [y/n] whispered, watching as they exited.

once the adults were gone, [y/n] could not help as finally let go. bursting into tears, she looked at fali. he was alive, but he was not alive. he was pale, he was hurt, he was unhealthy. guilt settled once again.

as she spiraled, as she let go of his hand to cover her mouth, as she let the tears out that’d been swallowed the night before, it was only the quiet voice of fali that brought her back to reality.

“[y/n].” his voice was firm. his hand was warm against her cheek. “[y/n], look at me.” she did. “i am here. i am alive. i see you, [y/n].”

she sunk into his hand, face burrowing into fali’s open palm. “i see you, fali. i see you, and i will see you until i die. i will never let you out of my sight again!”

he laughed at that, wiping her tears. “that is a little much, isn’t it?”

“not if you plan to risk your life again.” she shook her head, grabbing his wrist as she brought it off of her cheek. “speaking of, don’t you ever do that again!”

“[y/n], if i hadn’t done that, your brother would have been dead.”

“fali, if you had let me go with you, maybe you would have both been safe. do you not realize what it would mean if you died, fali? do you not realize what you mean to me?” the tears returned.

“[y/n]...” he attempted, but she was already on a roll.

“fali, i have loved you since the day i learned to breath—and i don’t mean that poetically, it is a literal statement. i have loved you for as long as i have learned to be metkayina, and you are the one who taught this all to me. you are what makes my life here. why would you ever risk taking that away from me?” she swallowed, palms rubbing her eyes. “it sounds so… so selfish, i know, but you are the first thing that i have put so much love into, and the love given back is equal—if not more! you are the first thing i got to claim as my love, my fali. i cannot lose you—if i lose you, i lose myself. if i lose you, i lose the reason that i am alive. i lose the reason that i fight. i lose life itself.”

tears streamed down her cheeks, water clouding her vision. all she felt was warmth intertwined with her fingers.

“i see you, [y/n]. i see you, and i will forever see you. i risk my life because of you. because you, too, are the reason that i live. the reason that i fight. that reason that the sun rises and sets.” he outstretched his arm, cradling her jaw and the back of her neck. “you are why i fought so hard to stay alive.”

she kissed him. first softly, as if she still wasn’t sure he existed or not. as if at any given moment, he would crumble to dust. once she realized that he was real, that he was alive, she kissed him a second time. passionately. longingly. he was hers, and she was his. there was no way of life that could change that.

as their lips interlocked, tears glistened against both of their waterlines, streamlines of water glowing with the sunlight that beamed through the windows.

despite almost dying, fali had never felt so alive.

[pinkorchidsinspring]

EVELYN is that you?! For the Straights, and gays who have never had the soul crushing pleasure of reading (and those who have ;) “The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo”, Allow me to elaborate ⬇️

To be clear: Evelyn Hugo Marry’s seven separate men in order to cultivate her Hollywood image, at the expense of her true love interest and sexuality. Aka lavender marriages, aka bearding. She was bi however we barely have one actual male love interest for her..

let’s meander some of the lovely connections our blonde woman-who-is-attending-an-award-show-with-a-woman-on-her-arm-to-✨dispell✨-the-gay-rumors has with the ever amazing Evelyn Hugo 😍

Green is quotes from the book, anything else is Taylor’s lyrics 💗

"It shouldn't be wrong, to love you. How can it be wrong?"

They say I did something bad / Then why's it feel so good?

I love you ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?

Is Evelyn Hugo going to tell me just enough to keep me on the edge of my seat but never enough to truly reveal anything?

What a Mastermind wouldn’t you say?

I did it because I want to climb the ladder as high as I possibly can. I did it because I want my name, the name my father gave me, in big, bold letters one day. This is my chance.

He wanted a bride, I was making my own name

People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth.

I want to wear his initial / On a chain 'round my neck, chain 'round my neck / Not because he owns me / But 'cause he really knows me / Which is more than they can say

Celia was starting to get goose bumps, so I suggested we go back into the living room, where it was warmer. The desert winds had swooped in and turned this June night into a chilly one. When I started to get cold, too, I asked her if she knew how to make a fire.

He built a fire just to keep me warm

Wine went all over her white shirt.

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me

I was in emerald green again.

“Evelyn, who was your great love? You can tell me." "Celia St. James.”

I just had to put this in here- no need whatsoever but 😍

Don was off somewhere else, leaving me before I could leave him. Instead, right on my doorstep, was Celia St. James.

Stand there like a ghost / Shaking come the rain, rain / She'll open up the door / And say, are you insane, -ane?

🤭And that's how it works / That's how you get the girl🤷‍♀️

She literally told you-I anyway

You wonder what it must be like to be a man, to be so confident that the final say is yours.

A little side note: The way in which she naturally uses those two fingers is very audacious to me.. but that’s a topic for another time…

I’d risen from ashes more than once by that point. But I didn't want to have to do it again.

And I know I make the same mistakes every time

I'm getting tired even for a phoenix / Always risin' from the ashes / Mendin' all her gashes / You might just have dealt the final blow

"Everyone's a pawn.”

Checkmate, I couldn't lose

One day I'll watch as you're leaving / 'Cause you got tired of my scheming

The black beaded dress I wore that night. Two slits on either side of the skirt went up to my mid-thigh. I loved that dress. (For the nomination for a film called Cornelia Sunset, might I add…)

And what I wanted was to move to the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

Where were the original Polaroids for 1989 shot? Oh in manhattan…

Where does Taylor live? In New York… maybe not manhattan… but you get the point..

Welcome to New York, Taylor wrote this song specifically about moving there, and the very diverse people there…

In the pursuit of a great cause, I think people can be of service in a number of different ways. I always felt that my way was to make a lot of money and then channel it to the groups that needed it. It's a bit self-serving, that logic. I know that. But because of who I was, because of the sacrifices I made to hide parts of myself, I was able to give more money than most people ever see in their entire lifetime. I am proud of that.

"Evelyn, you are not capable of giving it up. And you never will be. And it will be the tragedy of my life that I cannot love you enough to make you mine. That you cannot be loved enough to be anyone's.”

"Do something, babe, say something" (say something) / "Lose something, babe, risk something" (you're losin' me) / "Choose something, babe, I got nothing (got nothing) / To believe / Unless you're choosin' me"

Which is about the cruelest thing you can do to someone you love, give them just enough good to make them stick through a hell of a lot of bad.

You know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love / The slowest way is never loving them enough

And let me just say bring a woman who promised to be Taylor’s “invisible bride any day”, to an award show after that homophobic piece of 🔥🗑️ NYT article calling her only straight…

Not to mention her name starts with a K..

Look how happy tree is, because this Evelyn Hugo won’t be hidden forever 💚🤍

[tame-a-messenger]

So I’m rewatching sword af for the first time since it premiered and I didn’t pay attention to their dynamic back then so I didn’t think about the implications of all the bug support from Damien’s npc. But my god he literally constantly hyped Angela up. Something I’ve been thinking about is how Chanse said that they put a lot of themselves in their characters. I think Angela does have a lot of that imposter syndrome, anxiety, and wanting her coworkers’ approval that Bug has (there’s a lot of little moments that make me think that but her trivial pursuit with Amanda was the thing that really made me realize that) and I wonder how much of Damien’s support of Bug was for character development and how much of it was for Angela yk? You can see a little split second character break whenever he does the little “I’m proud of you” stuff where I feel like you can see it really does mean something to her (maybe I’m delusional lol). I feel like most of the other times he compliments her she either like completely misses or or just dismisses it but telling him to shut up (jokingly) so I wonder if he used this opportunity to also compliment her and support her without her being able to just dismiss it Anyway the fact that all those moments in sword af are when the camera is only on them and they’re like making direct eye contact makes them such good special Damangela moments

That’s why I love that series so much!

She gets special treatment sometimes (based on her character it makes sense. We don’t really know their backstory yet) and we get moments like that and it’s so good!

What you said about the Trivial Pursuit, I never caught that actually! but you’re right! Angela constantly wanting Shayne to laugh at her jokes and waiting to see if he comes back, I totally missed that!

I really do love the fact they started a real D&D campaign recently (they tried it years ago but I never watched it) with all the new cast! I think that was such a great call having Damien DM! He really is very good at it! Had me hanging on his every word.

What I think I have the softest spot for is the behind the scenes for that season. (And the DWMP:CL) How much praise he gives her, telling her that people he met have told him how great she did and how much they loved Bug! (Side note- I wonder how much of Bugs anxiety and his arch was planned? Like did they have certain story beats or was it mostly Angela improvising? Either way it was such a cool thing to watch!) and how well she did, UGH SO SWEET.

Her telling him he gave her goose bumps at how well he wrapped up, and him saying “this is my job, I better be good at it” (I tried to find where they said this and I couldn’t, so I might’ve made it up? But it does sound like something they would say doesn’t it?)

I really can’t wait to watch the next season both because I want to see the story pan out and because we’ll be getting more Angela and Damien being cuties!

[twigg96]

Please do all the fluffy alphabet for Toki!

Hello sweet Anon! Yes I absolutely will! I'm going to highlight a few asks that some other anon's asked. To the anon who asked about Pickles I will be finishing the Alphabet in full so please don't think I missed your ask!!

A - Attractive (what about their partner do they like most?)

The attention. This boy craves validation at every junction of his life. He especially appreciates whenever his partner actively participates and listens whenever he info dumping on them. He can just feel his pupils turning into heart shapes as his partner reciprocates his energy on something he truly is invested in and is excited about. In return for this service he reciprocates in full at all times. He is an excellent listener and will always remember all of the important and little things to make his partner feel heard and loved.

B - Banter (How do they tease each other? Is it always friendly/flirtatious or does it turn nasty?)

Toki's love language is "witty" banter. After being saved by Dethklok loving sarcasm was the first thing he learned to do in English. The only problem is that he doesn't always know when his banter goes beyond picking and teasing and turns to fighting. His partner could blame it on his Autism and the inability to read emotions. They could also blame it on the years of emotional abuse he suffered. Either way he would need indicators from his loved ones telling him when enough was more than enough.

C - Cute (Cuddles, Handholding, Sweet Touches, Caresses, Sneaky Moves)

Toki is a very tactile person. He literally gets days where he craves touch and he could go hours simply clinging to his partner like a lifeline. His face burrowed in their neck arms and legs wrapped tightly around their middle while they comb through his hair and rub his back. Charles and Twinkletits called it "Touch Starved". After finding out about his punishment hole and all the years he spent forcibly separated from his family, Toki could literally use all the TLC in the world now. Hand holding is a must in this relationship. He is almost always holding his partner's hand as long as they allow it. If not then he is definitely clinging to them in some capacity. While laying next to each other in bed, Toki loves to run the tips of his fingers down his partner's arms feeling the little goose bumps rise to meet him. He loves to kiss his their collar bone and wrap his arms around their waist pulling them so impossibly close that it feels like they became one person. Toki will absolutely get frisky during the day and sneak his hand onto his partner's thigh during dinner or a meeting. Massaging their thigh just enough to get them going, creeping higher and higher all the while keeping a perfect innocent poker face.

D - Dates (What kind of dates do they like to take their partners on? Are they creative with their date ideas?)

While Toki is one of the most creative Dethklok member he is certainly not the most romantic by any means. On their first date he took his partner to a trampoline park and dared his partner to do as many backflips as they could before they threw up. He took his partner to the worlds largest theme park to ride all the rides in one day. They took a few art classes together (Not Ghost style) and ended up throwing paint and supplies all over each other.

E - Eat (Do they have similar tastes in food or do they share food at the dinner table? I. E. Swapping the tomatoes on the burger for the pickles on their partner’s chicken sandwich)

Toki is VERY picky with his food. Textures, flavors, and temperatures really fuck with him. If Toki doesn't like something on his plate he will most definitely slide it onto his partner's plate. That doesn't mean he won't steal food from his partner if there is food there that he loves though. He absolutely goes full gremlin mode during dinner time and will eat not only his nuggets and mac and cheese but his partner's too if they don't watch out.

F - Fire (What drives them the most in the relationship?)

The fear of abandonment drives Toki the most in almost all of his relationships. He puts it all on the line while with a partner. He viscerally hates the idea of loosing his partner. The loneliness and pain of loosing someone close to him shakes him to his core. Worse of all he hardly ever knows/understands what he did wrong if a relationships ends. So he tries to fight with all his might every day to hold his partner close. To show them how much he loves them. And to prove to himself that he is loveable.

G - Generosity (How do they show their partner they care?)

Gifts and acts of service are Toki's go to love language. He will go out of his way to make little things for his partner. If he sees things while he's out that reminds him of them he will always pick it up. He may give it to them the next time he sees them or hold on to it himself as a keepsake to think of them. A lot of times though he starts his Christmas shopping early and has a stack of gifts for his partner.

H - Hot Head (Are they quick to anger? Are they spiteful in a fight? Will they say things they don’t mean just to piss their partner off? Or are they easy going?)

The guitarist isn't exactly a hot head per say. A lot can happen before he looses his temper... however once he looses it he goes ballistic. It is dangerous to stay around Toki whenever he looses it even after his time in therapy. Toki has never once gone off on a partner before and he feels horrible thinking about the possibility of it ever happening.

I - Interest (What are some of the interests they may share?)

Arts and Crafts! Toki loves to be artsy and create new things! It's soothing and therapeutic.

Music. He and his partner share a love for all types of weird cool music. Metal is his favorite but he absoslutely loves discovering all types of new bands.

Fashion. Toki loves dressing up and doing make up on his partner. Cutesy fashion is his favorite.

J- Jealousy (Are they the Jealous type? How would they act if they were?)

YES. Omg! Toki never once learned that sharing is caring. He is connected to his partner like velcro and feels Offended if his partner demands to spend time away to hang out with other guys or friends he felt threatened by. He will sabotage his partner's friendships he doesn't like. He will go full psycho if he feels like he's not getting enough attention.

K- Kids (Do they want kids?)

That's complicated... He really does want a family with his partner. He does. But kids scare the fuck out of him. They're so fragile. They break so easily and they try to die all the time. He watched a baby stick their chubby fingers near receptacles enough times to know they all have death wishes. That doesn't mean kids aren't cute and he hates all of them. As a matter of fact if he had a kid with his partner he would love it so much it would never leave his sight... I think he just needs more time to mature first.

L - Likes (Favorite things about relationship and partner)

Toki loves his partner in their entirety. He loves that he gets to do cool things with them every day. His favorite thing about his relationship however would have to be the time spent with them. He loves that each day he gets to wake up and feel this overwhelming sense of belonging. He loves that he knows that someone out there is thinking about him at least once a day because they want too and not just for his music. He loves that this person carves out time in their schedule to be with him either physically or on the phone. He is eternally grateful to his partner for all the time they spend on him and he shows this in his very actions.

M- Marriage (Are they interested in getting married at all?)

YES. OMG! Toki has dreamed of getting married ever since he was a young child. He wanted to have his father officiate it and have a traditional marriage of his culture. However now that he is older he has realized a lot of things. He can wait to find the right person. He doesn't need to follow in his father's footsteps but does want his mother present even if it scares him. He also NEEDs to have his new family there to welcome in the change in his life.

N- No (Pet Peeves in a relationship)

Toki absolutely can not stand a person who is pushy and presses him into doing things he's either not ready for or doesn't want to do.

He can't stand a person who ignores him for long periods of time. The silent game does not go over well for him at all.

His needs are many and vastly important. Physical money and change isn't an option for Toki. He literally can not be in the line of sight of a bicentennial quarter or he goes catatonic. He has diabetes and refuses to take his insulin by himself due to a crippling fear of needles. He needs someone who respects and understands him enough not to judge him for his use of noise canceling headphones and regression after the events of Doom Star. He needs someone who truly is going to love and take care of him through thick and thin.

Toki has a bad habit of pushing people away whenever he's upset. If he does this and his partner doesn't understand and ends up not talking to him for a long period of time he may self destruct.

O - Orange (What color reminds them of their partner?)

Yellow! His partner is just like the sun, a warm beam of light in his life that he apricates more than anything!

P - Proposal (How would they or how did they propose?)

Toki proposes to his partner in the first week they date. It occurs to him after being laughed at and told to quit joking that maybe he should wait... And so he does. He waits with anxious anticipation for the right time... the right day to ask again. And even though he desperately wants to beg on his knees at every chance and opportunity he gets. He patiently waits for his partner to give the first hints and signs that their ready before he ever acts on it again.

Q - Queen (King) (What traits makes them a KING or a QUEEN?)

Toki is the king of funny buisness. He can always make his partner smile even when they don't want to or feel like doing so.

His mind is like a steel trap. He will remember dates and events that seem extremely small to most normal people. For example: On he and his partner's first date they admitted to liking a specific brand of ice cream. He was sure to buy it for them on their birthday nearly a full year later.

He loves like no other in the band. He loves so fully and wholeheartedly. He would never let anything happen to his partners and would protect them with his life if push came to shove.

He will always make his partner feel beautiful/handsome no matter what they are wearing.

Tells them every morning how loved they are.

Will protect them even if it means going fully feral on someone else and loosing his own sanity to save them.

R - Rain (What was the most romantic gesture they have ever done for their partner?)

Toki isn't the most romantic person in all of Dethklok. He shows his love in different ways than most people. He likes to have fun and make memories. However one evening when he took his partner to the peer to ride some rides by the ocean and play some of the carnival games winning his partner a giant plushie of their favorite animal at the strength test game they rode the Farris wheel to the top. Looking out over the reddening sky that bled into the sea making the two merge and become one, Toki crept over to his partner's seat, making their gondola sway and his partner squeal. Wrapping his arms around them he laughed pulling them into his chest as he sat beside them he kissed them deeply telling them all the ways he'd keep them safe. All the reasons he loved them. And why they were the most important person on earth to him.

S- Smooches (Who gave the first kiss? When do they kiss their partner? How often do they kiss their partner?)

The guitarist was for sure the first one to kiss his partner. He is the most impatient person on the face of the planet after all. He kissed them at the end of their second date. Much to his dismay. He wanted a kiss at the end of the first nut his partner just wasn't that kinda person and in all honestly that was really hot to him. It made him wait something he hasn't had to do in such a long time that it drove him mad with desire and want. Now that they are established... Toki kisses them every single chance he has. The gossip mags are plastered with his and his partner's faces making out on the daily despite Charles instructing him to be discreet. Dethklok is constantly cursed with tongues wrestling from Toki and his partner in the halls and rooms of Mordhaus and despite them yelling to get a room it doesn't seem Toki minds at all.

T - Travel (Do they like to travel with their partner? Where do they dream of traveling to?)

Toki doesn't really like to travel all that much. He traveled so much for work and as a part of his tortured childhood in order to escape his himeland. Travel just seemed like work to him. However. With his partner while on vacation, he enjoyed it. He disguised himself during this time and while so far they only ever went to places they could drive to he really like the thrill of seeing places without the feeling of being obligated to preform for any specific reason. One day while in bed he confided in his partner that he would love to visit Japan again on vacation this time so that he could really enjoy the culture and the sites without the fear of fans and work. But for now easing into it with getaways was nice enough.

U- Universal (How Public are they with their affection? Are they very open with PDA? Do they brag about their partner?)

He is extremely open with his PDA. As a matter of fact, his partner would have to set hard boundries on how much PDA they wanted to have.

Believe it or not... Toki doesn't really brag about his relationship all too much. While he is extremely open to show off his partner and make out in public he doesn't really like to bring bedroom talk into his everyday life. He thinks it's rude to kiss and tell and becomes shy when asked about it.

V- Valentines (First holiday together. How did they prepare? How did they celebrate?)

This boi is a prude for how holidays should go. He will make sure that all the bows on the presents are tied just right during Christmas, make sure that everyone is nearby to watch the ball drop on New Years Eve, watch as the cooks make the turkey on Thanksgiving to be sure it comes out Perfect, make personalized baskets on Easter, go out of his way to buy costumes on Halloween and organize a Halloween party, but Valentine's day is one of his favorite especially with his partner.

It was not only the first holiday he spent with his partner but also their first month anniversary. Toki went all out on this day. He bought the extra large stuffies. He bought chocolate. He made dinner and ran a bubble bath for them to share later that night. Valentine's day was their night to share. No one was coming between them.

W- Wicked (What do they do that purposely pushes their partner's buttons?)

Toki has a bad habit of finding his partner's insecurities and because he can't always read emotions correctly he uses them in a joking manner during the most inappropriate times.

Toki will also cut in on his partner's conversations just because he can.

He does this thing called "meow mode" If he feels ignored for too long he goes full cat and starts meowing and roaming around their shared space looking for his partner. When he finds them he will meow louder until he has their attention then purpousfully damage something of his partner's in a manner that is cat like solely to get his partner to pay attention to him. He has so far: cut his partner's hair, smacked his partner's phone out of their hand (once off of a high balcony essentially destroying it), broken seven vases, one photo frame, and pissed in a potted plant.

X- Xylophone (What song fits the relationship?)

Merry Go-Round of Life

Y- Yearning (When do they miss their partner the most? What do they do to placate themselves in the mean time?)

Toki misses his partner the most when he's on the road on a tour. Those times when he can't bring his partner with for whatever reason Charles insists or simply because they have work.

He finds other activities around Mordhaus to do during the time that their apart like DDR or annoying Skwisgaar. Sometimes he even practices if he feels especially productive.

Z- Zipper (Do they let their partner pick their outfits?)

Nah... Toki has a specific taste in clothing and doesn't tend to stray outside of that for any real reason except to tease Skwisgaar.

[bearsinpotatosacks]

Deciding that Carole and Charlie should kiss. Goose dies or he lives but he and Carole divorce (because of a wider plot where he wins top gun, becomes an instructor but falls for Slider and either cheats on her or just divorces her because he doesn't love her).

She ends up taking up a job in the Library of Congress in DC, because she wants a new start but also because there's good benefits. Charlie bumps into her one day while at work and they reconnect. They become friends, go for coffee and Charlie shows her the sights.

One thing leads to another, however, Carole finds out why Charlie left Maverick behind after Goose’s accident, she realised she’s a lesbian. Carole jokes that Mav turned her off men and reveals to her how her marriage fell apart. They make a pact "fuck navy men, but not literally" and end up kissing.

They take it slow, Carole’s never dated a woman before and has a little bit of apprehension because she’s heavily Christian. Goose picks Bradley up with Slider, Mav and Ice for scout camp and is surprised to see Charlie saying goodbye and telling Bradley they'll get him a souvenir from France. Carole’s almost showing Charlie off, like she’s trying to show him she can run off with someone they both know as well. Charlie just stares daggers at him while Goose puts the pieces that Carole’s new thing is Charlie Blackwood and not some guy named Charlie. He's also surprised that his jealousy over someone else getting to raise his kid doesn't go away

Things work out well for them. Charlie starts smiling at work more, Carole mentions Charlie to the other parents but never says "she" or "her" so everyone assumes it's a guy until a friend drops Bradley off from a sleepover, gets invited in for coffee and sees the now infamous Charlie in Carole’s robe.

News spreads, Carole brings Charlie to a bbq after the end of the kids' little league season and educate a lot of the people there about lesbianism, and how Carole is bisexual, not a lesbian.

When Bradley’s arranging a birthday sleepover however, and this is when Carole and Charlie have moved in together, one of the kid's isn't allowed to come. Charlie finds this out when picking Bradley up in her porsche, she also finds out that the reason why is because they don't want him being brainwashed. She confronts the mum, being all nice in that corporate "I hate you but I can't say it" way until the mum caves from being confronted and lets the kid go.

Charlie goes on a conference to China for a while and thinks of her girl the whole time. She even brings her back a fancy robe

[softsnzstuff]

Thinking about doctorau Robin having to call Eddie because Steve (and only Steve could pull this off) managed to slam his head into the counter from a harsh sneeze on his day off. Even when not working, he’s still at the doctors 😭💀

Okay literally one of my friends almost did this in high school and it totally has Steve energy coded into it! Thanks for the prompt bestie! ((PRE-STEDDIE, pining only))

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It’s a Saturday when Eddie gets a call from Robin. The office is closed and it’s too early in the weekend for it to be work related.

“Hey Birdie!” He answers casually, figuring it’s personal over professional.

“Hey Eddie sorry to bother ya on our weekend but I have a bit of a situation…”

There’s some sort of commotion in the background of the call but he can’t quite place what it is. There’s definitely another voice there.

“Sure, hit me with it.”

“So Steve’s here and - shhhh I’m handling it! - and you know how he is with his allergies. Well he sort of… full body sneezed and slammed his head into my cabinet???”

There’s murmuring in the background along with more shushing.

“Is he bleeding?” Eddie asks cautiously.

“No bleeding but he’s got…quite the goose egg.”

“Sheesh, must’ve been a powerful one…” Eddie thinks out loud accidentally.

“Yeah well. You know how he gets.”

There’s more commotion, Steve shoves Robin, embarrassed at everyone talking about him.

“Stop it Dingus I’m trying to help you! You know what? You just freaking talk to him. Doctor Rockstar, he’s all yours.”

Robin huffs and he heard the handoff of the cell phone as Steve’s voice replaces hers.

“Eddie? Hey sorry. I told her not to call you-”

“It’s fine,” Eddie laughs, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah she’s overreacting. It’s just a bump. A little sore is all.”

“Well you probably know what I’m going to say,” the older man starts, “Ice on that bump, go sit down. Take some allergy meds and stay away from Birdie’s cabinets, yeah? Don’t want to be stitching you up on Monday morning.”

“Sure thing doc, thanks.”

“Anytime Stevie, anytime.”

The nickname slips out before he can catch himself, but they hang up shortly after, so he thinks maybe Steve didn’t notice.

He definitely noticed.

[alabyte]

Batch twins HORIZON!AU: trivia

Together with @heksahela - guilty in my Horizon brainrot. Tagging @zaana for this trivia! :D

Main RP narrative:

After the explosion of Starkiller Base, the balance of the Force and the space-time continuum were disturbed. Ilum and Starkiller Base have become an anomalous timeless zone that can change unstably and unrecognizably at any time. Anyone from any time period can fall into this anomaly, but it is impossible to return back and fly out of Ilum's orbit.

Crosshair and Tech got to this base a few months ago: Tech - at the moment of falling into the abyss on Eriadu, Crosshair - after another torture on Mount Tantiss. They are the only members of the 99 who have been on the anomalous Starkiller and already understand and accept the rules and anomalies of this reality.

Current anomalies and events:

The anomaly reappears. This time, Ilum has changed beyond recognition: instead of snowy wastelands and ice caves, green lush jungles and endless oceans with sandy beaches, green plains and endlessly high mountains thrive on the surface of the planet. The lifeless ice planet has turned into a tropical resort... However, along with the change of climate, a new, anomalous reality appears, which is discovered by Tech and Crosshair.

Tech discovers a strange hole in the base's hull, into which a raging river flows, and shows his find to Crosshair. Without thinking twice, they change into diving suits and simply jump into this abyss without armor, without equipment, except for flashlights, knives and one harpoon, and swim deep into the abyss to explore... Something. They don't even know what they are researching. The flooded base module turns out not to be part of Starkiller, but literally another part of some mechanized facility that appeared on Ilum due to an anomaly - just like all the inhabitants of the base from different timelines appeared. They find a strange data module and dive deeper, later bumping into a patrol of machine droids they don't know - they turn out to be Burrowers. They realize they have found an anomaly within an anomaly.

With varying success, making their way past the patrol of maschines, they find themselves in a huge flooded hall, in the center of which they see a literally glowing chest with legendary loot (we wrote a comedy professionally mocking the game narrative). But this box was guarded by a huge multi-meter multi-ton machine (Tideripper), which these two dumbass twins of course decide to destroy, having neither armor nor weapons with them. They drain the water from the hall and find the weapon together: Tech finds the Tripcaster and Blast Sling, and while he distracts the Tideripper, Crosshair finds the Sharpshot Bow and climbs onto the ceiling beam, shooting at the maschine while hanging upside down. They destroy it together and search the chest in the center of the hall.

In the chest, they find data modules that Tech will decipher later, a pendant with an unknown green planet with huge oceans, and... Two Hawaiian shirts with a goose pattern. Yup, that sketch was about this episode. Nope, I'm not kidding.

So... They have a huge and very long adventure ahead of them, in which they will learn more about the reality that appeared on Ilum due to an anomaly, understand the value of life and be able to learn to fully trust each other again, as they trusted before Order 66 - like friends and like brothers. The concepts drawn are materials for our further planned episodes, which we will get to later. Perhaps new sketches for this AU are ahead! :)

More to be written!

[neteyamsilly]

I SHOULD BE STUDYING FOR MY FINAL EXAMS- OH DAD'S GONNA WHIP MY ASS- BUT NVM THIS THIS IS WORTH IT-. U DESERVE ALL THE LOVE, ALL THE FOLLOWERS I'VE READ EVERYTHING FOR OVER 10 TIMES ALL THE PARTS ONG THIS IS HANDS DOWN THE BEST AVATAR FIC I'VE EVER DAMN READ LIKE THE BEST FAMILY ANGST OH GOOD LORD I LOVED IT SM

LIKE HOW DO YOU WRITE SO SO GOOD- Btw how are you? hope you are doing just fine over there- GOT LITERALLY GAVE U WRITING POWERS ACC TO ME NEYETIRI UNCONSIOUSLY TRACING HER BLOOD IN THE WAY OF PAINT I GOT GOOSE BUMPS READING HER SCENE. I kinda wand her to forgive Jake when he actually tries to repair their relation ship, not so easily though. I Seriously want to know how all the other siblings are feeling about this like yk how Neteyam is feeling, How Lo'ak, Kiri and Tuk are feeling. God I sobbed reading this oof. You deserve the world Love. Ong I LOVE THIS STORY SO SO SO MUCH CAN'T TELL U I CAN RAMBLE SO MUCH THE WAY U WROTE HER BEING AFRAID OF HIM HATING HER MORE OH THE WAY HIS HEART BROKE WHEN HE HEARD THAT. THE WAY NEYETIRI WENT ALL MAMA ON HIS ASS. MERLIN HE FINALLY REALIZED HOW AND WHAT ALL WAYS HE AS WRONG, ONG IT WAS SO GOOD. THE WAY JAKE'S HEART BROKE I FELT THAT

IK I AM RANTING TOO MUCH BUT OH GOD I LOVE THIS. THE ANGST, ANGER, FEAR, SORROW I FELT EVERYTHING DAMN I LOVE YOU MAN SO MUCH LIKE SO MUCH <3333333

DREAM PLEASE OMG ITS NOT WORTH IT TO INTERRUPT UR STUDIES!!!! DONT LET UR DAD GET UR ASS BC U WERE READING ABOUT DAD JAKE BAHAH

ALSO DONT FEEL BAD ABOUT RAMBLING I HAVE THE PRIVILEGE OF READING THIS!!!! A writer feels the best seeing someone actually react to their writing LMAO THANK YOU SO MUCH <333

"best avatar fic" IS KIND OF A STRETCH ISNT IT??? I DONT DESERVE IT 💀💀💀 LOVE YOU FOR THE BEAUTIFUL SENTIMENTS THOUGH!!!!!

(im doing fine. HSBDHSHS)

"How the other siblings are feeling" probably traumatized ☠ neteyam the worst, i think. witnessing a person, your own sister's, moment of death i cannot imagine. if i ever write post-fic drabbles i would probably add him getting up randomly at night and standing over sister!reader to listen to her breathing (to see if she's breathing). its a very real trauma response and i think he'd do it too, just to soothe himself (im sad too. i know. why do i hurt this boy its jake who needs to be hurt)

[madisonbeersource]

HIIII 💙💙💙 how are you, beautiful angel?

I'm finally here again, I've missed it and I feel like it's been a while since I've posted here although I really don't think it was that long ago. I don't know hahaha but what I do know is that there is a lot to talk about.

To start with we have to talk about Spinnin and OH MY GOD where do I start? I am simply IN LOVE AND OBSESSED WITH EVERYTHING RELATED TO THIS SONG. I think it's one of my favorite Madison songs of my life and right now it's my favorite song. I feel like spinnin is one of those songs that touches your soul, you know what I mean? I think it's a deep song that you can relate to in different ways and it's SO SO precious..... THE BRIDGE OF THE SONG... HELLO? I'm still obsessed MADISON HAS AN AWESOME VOICE and I don't understand how she doesn't get more recognition, because wow just wooow. this song shows perfectly how talented she is.

And the mv? God, I LOVE IT I think it's also one of my favorites, not only of Mads songs, but of all music videos in general. It is a piece of art, every scene, the aesthetics, the drama and madison's performance.... I could talk for hours about this song

The scene where Madison puts clothes in the washer and of course, spins around like Spinnin is how Madison is a genius. The scene where she runs through the corn field and the birds standing still in the sky is too cute, and then when she is on her knees with the spotlight pointed at her in front of the cars WHAT EMOTION, WHAT FEELING I literally had goose bumps

In fact, bringing up the subject of the scene of Madison running in the cornfield I like this image better as the album cover than the other one that was there. Don't get me wrong, the other cover was great and she looked super cute, but the new album cover... I love it. I think it fits really well with the album

And another super important thing, THE SNIPPETS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I'm super super super excited. Sweet relief I really like it, I love the vibes it has and I can't wait to listen to the whole thing, Envy the leaves (which if I'm not mistaken was one of the songs you were claiming, no?) I thought it was super nice, it's going to be a GREAT song and 17 seems to me a very interesting one. The first time I listened to it I didn't love it, but now that I've listened to it a couple of times I really like it too, I think it's original and very cool . Which one did you like the most?

I'm looking forward to listen to the rest

Aaand before I say goodbye, (although I know, I'm back to writing a lot again but there was so much to say) I wanted to tell you that lately I'm obsessed with some Taylor Swift songs. I remember you like her a lot and I happened to be listening to Enchanted and I love this song, it's just too beautiful. And then I rediscovered her song Wildest dreams and it IS A VERY GOOD SONG, I adore it. And finally I discovered two days ago her song This love which I find super super super beautiful, I would say it transports me.

Now with these three songs I feel like falling in love with someone very deeply. I would also like you to tell me what are your favorite Taylor's songs, I'm looking forward to discover or rediscover more of her music.

Now that I've written the equivalent of the Bible... I assure you that very soon I'll write you again, probably with another huge text hahaha

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH 💗 you are the person I like to fangirl with the most, I feel you understand me very well

HI MY LOVE!! <3 I'm doing good babes wbuuu??

OMG i'm still so hyped about your trip that u took this is SO F-ING cool

she punched me right in the guts w spinnin ngl...dear society's music video was MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE until spinnin it IS SO FKING CLOSE to be my ultimate favorite and omg THE LYRICS???????????? HELLO MISS BEER CAN U NOT JUST STAB ME IN THE THROAT W A LYRICAL PARADISE??? I WAS LIKE.....UGH NO WORDS. the way everything stops but her dog (CUTE?) and the moments she runs through the tall grass??? A FEELING OF FREEDOM I was like tearing up when i watched it, and in the end you don't know if it went back to normal or not i felt like in Interstellar it was ....JUST PERFECT!! <3 the way she started w "Did the world stop spinnin'? Nothin' seems to change, I'm stuck at the beginnin' and I'm in pain" and ends it w "I'm still in pain" LIKE?????????????????????? IM BAWLING

CAN WE APPLAUSE HER MIND?? the music video makes the song that is already so pretty 100 times better!! YES ENVY THE LEAVES!! but sweet relief SOUNDS SO GOOD OMG THIS ALBUMMMM WILL B THE DEATH OF ME!!!! but i'm in love w envy the leaves already i know it's gonna b one of the fave!! i think i liked envy the leaves and sweet relief the most but 17 sounds gut punching !!! cause we know that 17 wasn't an easy age for her ://

ME TOO!!!

OMG taytay you remember me loving her marry me. istg she became one of my pioneer artist ??? like I never thought she would but ever since her reputation album that was my main album during a time i was in hospital ...........i've taken time to dive into her genius and i understand her hype now and i am so mad at me for not recognizing that sooner cause ALL TOO WELL???? THE 10 MINUTE VERSION?? OMG AND THEN HER MIDNIGHTS ALBUM???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? COULD'VE WOULD'VE SHOULD'VE & THE GREAT WAR????? AAAAAAAAAAAAAH THOSE SONGS I CANT but enchanted is so pretty and enchanting and soooo her idk she is one of our best female artist ever I'm so glad she is killing her and omg sabrina carpenter is doing her first part hell i would LOVE TO FEEL IT LIVE

hm so all too well (10 minutes version), the great war, carolina, lavender haze, snow on the beach, vigilante shit, the great war, would've could've should've, (ALL HER MIDNIGHTS ALBUM TBH), evile, august, invisible strings i think on top of my head those are the ones i listen on a daily!!

sdefghgfds i missed our session omg imagine if we called each other i think we'd spend the day on the phone sdfgbhgfds but please keep writting ur bibles i love it

I LOVE YOU SO FREAKING MUCCHHHHHHH

[nerdnag]

So here are my completely uninteresting thoughts about the Miraculous movie, which I watched yesterday. First few paragraphs are spoiler free.

Overall impression while watching was honestly positive. It was well-animated, the tension and atmosphere were good, the voice actors for the main characters did great, the music was pretty good, and the nostalgia gave me warm fuzzy feelings several times. However, the day after watching it, I realize I have a lot of issues with it that weren't obvious to me at first.

I didn't mind it being a musical. But like everyone else, I thought the difference between Marinette's speaking VA and singing VA was jarring. It was jarring enough that it didn't feel like it was actually Marinette singing; it felt more like she was lipsynching along to a soundtrack, and I found it hard to take in what she was trying to communicate in her songs because of that. Adrien didn't have this problem; his singing VA was similar enough that it worked. As for Gabriel, oh man, was it a TREAT to discover that Keith Silverstein did his own singing. I literally had goose bumps the whole song, not because it was a particularly interesting song, but because Keith just did it so well (and it was so great to have him seamlessly start singing)!!

They changed or removed a lot of things compared to the show; the main reason for this was probably that the movie was only 1:32 in runtime (which was way too short even to convey some of the basic points of the plot). Some of the changes were for the better, I think. But many of them were for the worse.

(Spoilers below, though if you've seen the show, it probably doesn't matter very much.)

Some good changes:

Gabriel's characterization and character arc were WAY improved, in that his motives are clearly established, he's shown as suffering emotionally during the entire movie (while very obviously caring a lot for Adrien), and he had a redemption at the end that made sense. Gabriel was probably my favorite character in this movie. I almost wish it had centered more around him, lol.

This is maybe not a change so much as a choice of focus, but a major part of why I stopped watching the show two seasons back or so was because the new kwamis, heroes and identity switches were getting incredibly annoying, confusing and boring. The movie had only three active kwamis and only two heroes, i.e. it went back to the good old days of the show, and I appreciated that a lot.

There are also way fewer characters who get any screen time (basically their entire school class is only shown in the periphery), which I personally think is a good thing, because I never really found most of them interesting in the first place.

After their first couple of times fighting bad guys, Ladybug and CN get into a habit of meeting with each other to train or just hang out even when there are no threats around. That kind of casual interaction was something I think many of us wished had been a part of the show (it definitely was a major part of many fanfics).

Adrien is clearly shown mourning his mother, and I think that his withdrawn manner and the fact that he always wears earbuds at the start of the movie makes a lot of sense.

Marinette and Adrien are chosen as guardians in a slightly different way, and I think I like Tikki's movie introduction more than the one in the show (however, see another point about this further below). Also, the idea behind the ladybug and cat miraculouses was well explained in my opinion.

I really liked the first meeting between Ladybug and CN. CN was characteristically cocky, and LB was very reasonably annoyed with him throughout it all (more so than in the show, as far as I recall). While there were a few moments during the fight itself that felt a bit cringe, their interactions were still pretty great. I also liked how CN went from seeing himself as the main superhero with LB being his sidekick, to acknowledging that it's probably the other way around and that they work best as a team. Also, his pet name for her is pretty cute (though I kind of miss the names he calls her in the show).

Some bad changes:

The fashion-related connection between Marinette, Adrien and Gabriel was completely removed. Adrien isn't a model it seems (at least it was never mentioned), and it was only briefly shown at the start of the movie that Gabriel is a fashion designer. Marinette still does fashion sketches, but the whole reason for why she is obsessed with Adrien at first as well as the fact that she looks up to his father a lot is completely non-existent. The connection just isn't mentioned at all.

Adrien and Marinette are barely shown interacting outside of their first meeting, their resolution, and a brief montage in-between. It doesn't really make sense why Marinette is even interested in Adrien (see also my previous point). It doesn't even make sense that she would like him just because she's lonely and not used to attention, because movie Adrien barely gives her any...

Marichat and Ladrien have ZERO interactions. It's a shame and a huge minus.

The way that Ladybug's and CN's powers work is a disappointment. We're told that they have the power of creation and destruction respectively, and this is shown in a few scenes (CN destroys some things, LB repairs some things), but gone are all the clever strategies from the show where LB had to figure out a creative way to solve their problems. The way her powers are portrayed in the movie, it seems like Tikki does everything for her. Her yo-yo seems to have a life of her own and pulls her along without her consent a lot of the time, and she never has to think for herself about how to solve a problem because her powers miraculously show her exactly what to do. We do get a few cool scenes where LB and CN execute moves in tandem though, but that's about the extent of it. Basically, LB isn't a strong, clever superhero; she's pretty much a doll puppeteered around by Tikki. (A bit of an exaggeration but that is how I felt.)

The reveal between Marinette and Adrien feels underwhelming, both because of how little we have seen of their friendship and interactions throughout the movie, and because the reveal itself is done in a rather anticlimactic way. Marinette has already known who he is for a while at that point (it's unclear exactly how long), and Adrien seems to realize who she is as soon as she calls his name. They barely speak during the reveal and it is difficult to know how they feel about it all outside of Marinette's shy expressions and Adrien's shocked eyes. The whole ~masquerade reveal~ felt like an attempt at fanservice that unfortunately fell flat.

Alya was a good character in this movie, but I think she should have received more screentime. I would much rather have seen more of her and Marinette than suffer through her bad scenes with Nino (more on that below).

Chloé was done dirty. It's like they added her in just because "she's supposed to be there" without taking the time to making her actually fit in with the other changes they had made. Not only did she seem to fluctuate between three or four different personalities throughout the movie, she also made very light of the concept of bullying in a COMPLETELY unnecessary and shockingly badly written line at the end of the movie. (This is literally a direct quote: "Marinette, I hope you have a lovely evening, because next year, bullying's back on.") Also, she bragged about being favored by Adrien, even though they had zero interactions in the movie? (I don't remember them having one, at least.)

Plagg was done REALLY dirty. Every single scene he was in was cringe and badly written. His entire personalty was boiled down to "he fart lol".

Lastly, Adrien was also done dirty. He's barely given a discernible personality outside of "I'm sad and miss my parents" and "I'm a cocky superhero who loves puns". The way he handles being told that Marinette has another love interest is immature and spiteful, his first meeting with Marinette ends with him leaving out of nowhere and thinking that she's weird, and we never get to see how kind, shy, clever, awkward and perceptive he can be. The contrast between him and his superhero persona is badly explained; someone who hasn't seen the show wouldn't know that he longs for adventure and the freedom to express himself, because his struggles as a homeschooled model with few sincere friends are completely absent from the movie. Basically, he's made into a rather one note character (well, I guess two note, really, with at best a wobbly connection between the two sides).

Other things that weren't changes per se, but that I have Opinions about:

I'm torn on how they remade Marinette's "awakening". Just like in the show, she refuses Tikki's powers at first, before eventually accepting them and having her growth arc. I think this is an important part of her larger character arc. However, considering how short the movie is, it's my opinion that they dedicate a disproportionate amount of time to this arc, where I feel that there were important plot and characterization details they could have used that time for instead. I understand that they probably did this because they wanted to focus a lot on Marinette's "hero's journey" in this movie, but it was almost like they dragged it all out.

Related to the previous point, there is quite a lot of "be yourself" and "trust your heart" and "overcome your fears" propaganda shoved down the viewer's throat throughout the movie. I watched the movie with my partner, and every time that Marinette started singing, I jokingly went, "do you think this song will be the next 'Let It Go'?" I mean, it's a good message to give kids I guess, but it was so much that I couldn't help but view it cynically.

Nino could have been removed as a character. No, actually, he should have been. He was extremely one note in a way that borders on being a racist depiction, his romance arc with Alya was flat and unnecessary, his "romantic advice" to Adrien was cliche and cringe, and he fulfils no purpose in the story whatsoever (possibly apart from being Adrien's only friend at first, but that's so brushed over that I don't think it would matter if it was removed).

I liked almost all of the interactions between Ladybug and CN. They were fun, cute and mostly felt natural. The few issues I have are mostly present in the show as well, so I have nothing to complain about regarding the movie itself.

As a contrast to the previous point however, there were, in my opinion, way too many one liners and far too few sincere interactions between characters. Some of the interactions were so weirdly cut short that they felt jarring or superficial. I saw a good example of this in another post from the early parts of the movie, where Marinette is sad because she feels lonely at school, her mother tells her to cheer up and be herself, at which Marinette suddenly does cheer up and goes "you're right!!" (I'm paraphrasing, but the meat of the issue is that the change in her mood is unnaturally sudden, and it feels like there's so much more that had to be said between the lines for that to happen).

The climax felt somewhat sudden and uncalled for, both in how it started and how it ended. Hawkmoth's powers (which hadn't been very well explained before this) suddenly became completely different and no longer focused around the power of his kwami. Suddenly he could create storms, and levitate, and use telekinesis??? And while I appreciated the reveal between him and Adrien, it was weird to have Marinette standing nearby without ever seeing her reaction to CN's identity reveal. Also, the ghost hug from Adrien's mother at the end felt a little too on the nose for me.

Final thoughts: If they had spent their budget on a longer movie rather than on licensing 15 seconds or so of Careless Whisper, and if they had cut all of the musical numbers in favor of including some more plot and characterization, I think the movie could have been really great. As it stands, I think the main issues with the movie all boil down to it being too short. Still, I'm glad I watched it, and I think fans of the series will still have a lot to appreciate about it. As for the people who have never seen the show, they might think it's an all right movie, but they're missing out on a lot of the things that make the show so great.

The teaser for a sequel at the end was... Weird, btw. I really don't see how they're going to keep people's interest up for another movie when CN and LB already have had their reveal and romantic arc, unless the supposed sequel focuses on other people (crossing my fingers for a Gabriel-centered movie, I guess).

[hawktrainer]

Evolutionary orientation

When I was a kid my father seemed to have a fascination with human evolution and ancient peoples. I remember he read Donald Johanson’s book “Lucy: The Beginnings of Humankind” and excitedly talked about it each night at the dinner table for several nights in a row. We took several trips to the Southwestern US to visit Ancestral Pueblan sites, like Mesa Verde, Canyon de Chelly, etc. We was a geologist for the petroleum industry and I think from that he gleaned an interest in fossils, the history found in rocks, and the amazing ways that humans had inhabited the rock formations on the Southwestern desert of the US.

I had always had a deep interest in how everything around me came into being, but especially anything human-made, so there was certainly an overlap between his interests and my own, and I his excitement impressed upon and transferred to me in a lot of ways. During my teens and much of my 20′s my interest was more in socializing and other things, but my work with coiled basketry and cotton rope rekindled my interest in human evolution in my early 30′s. I understood, or at least had some strong hunch, that the roots of the techniques and materials I was using were quite ancient, and I wanted to get an idea of just how ancient. Quick spoiler alert: we have no real answer, but some of the most current evidence goes back around 50,00 years ago. 

While making that type of work I spend a lot of time listening to podcasts and audiobooks, and gravitated toward science, and nonfiction in general. Carl Sagan’s books and Cosmos series helped me to get an understanding of Deep Time, Big History, and Deep History. These concepts profoundly effected my understanding of everything, and will continue to give me goose bumps and shake me to my core.

Later, in 2014 or 2015, I read Yuval Harari’s Sapiens, after reading Jared Diamond’s The Third Chimpanzee the preceding year. These really lit a fire in me. My knowledge of human evolution had been quite basic, something like the deeply flawed popular 1965 illustration, “March of Progress”. I now see that most people, if they believe in evolution at all, also seem to carry this basic understanding of human evolution, and of evolution in general, which is unfortunate. Anyhow, reading those books introduced me to the idea that not only had numerous other humans species existed (as the genus Homo), but several of them existed concurrently with us (homo sapiens) for many thousands of years.

So, over the last 10 years I have read at least a couple dozen books, and watched countless documentaries and videos around this topic. I can’t seem to get enough of the subject, and have been seriously considering getting another degree in anthropology, though I’m quite hesitant. Through all this reading there have been many changes in my perspective human culture/behavior, past and present. There’s obviously an infinite amount to talk about on the subject (literally, as there will never be “answers”), but one thing has been on my mind a lot lately, enough to take the time to write this.

In speaking and writing about evolution, there is often (maybe even mostly) usage of words/phrases that imply either an intentionality or the sense of being consciously directed by a force/deity/higher power. Perhaps more often, words are used that imply something happened instantly. Of course this appears in most of the articles and videos in mass-media related to evolution, but I’ve noticed in many books written by experts in biology, anthropology, sociology,  and other related sciences. It always irks me because it seems to undermine the very idea of evolution, and thwarts much of the effort to educate people about evolution. Some examples of these types of words often used to describe evolutionary phenomena, which I find to be problematic: 

-strategy (like an animal has an evolutionary “strategy” for survival) -tool (used much like “strategy”) -design (obviously implying some intentional shaping my an outside force or conscious internal force) -created (used in a way that implies active, intentional creation) -suddenly (this is often used in a way that implies things appeared within one generation of even a few years; or that they appeared one time in one place) -missing link (lots of writing about why this is incorrect) -using the word “developed” or phrase “came up with” in reference to some biological feature in a way that implies that an animal or group of animals consciously decided to change their genes. -first (as in “the first neanderthal”, the “first dinosaurs”)

If you watch or read anything about evolution try to notice this type of language. You will probably find that it is everywhere. Even when an author is trying to be careful to be accurate, they’re often thwarted by the same pitfalls in thinking about evolution and the nature of how everything came to be as it is. Evolution happens very slowly, over many generations. Genetics and archeology have shown us that there is no purity of species- that all living things are an incredibly complex and always changing blend of ingredients from many sources, and those sources were also all incredibly complex blends. There was no “first” Neanderthal, or dog, etc. What we have defined as a species came about through a gradual series of changes over a very long period of time. Its not like suddenly a Homo Habilis female one day gave birth to a baby Homo Erectus.   Evolution is also basically random and chaotic. The biological traits and behavior of living things were not designed, strategized, or created, given tools, or given abilities. Those traits and behaviors developed randomly over many generations, through the chaos of time and nature. Traits also tend to fade in and out multiple times, very gradually, across time and geography, blending together in complex ways. Furthermore, changes in traits and behaviors brought about by human intervention (such as the many breeds of dogs, or different types of tomatoes for example) are not considered natural evolution. Those are referred to as “artificial evolution” or “selective breeding”, but are often confused with the process of evolution.

Beyond this, there’s a general attitude that evolution = improvement. This seems to arrive from the old idea of evolution as “survival of the fittest”, which sees evolution as a process of “weeding out” species that aren’t well-enough adapted to pressures in their environment. This implies that evolution is a process of optimization, and that the current/latest form of the species is the “best” or most finely adapted or perfected to their specific environment. We don’t have to look much further than our own homo sapiens bodies to see that this isn’t the case. Our bipedalism introduces so many potential orthopedic problems, causes us to move quite slowly, etc., that if evolution were a process of optimization our skeletons and musculature would be very different. 

I’m not a writer, so I’m sure there are many weakness in how I’ve tried to make these points, but in general I hope the idea is getting across. I’m also not an evolutionary biologist - so I’m sure some of what I’ve written is incorrect in a number of ways. There’s so much more to say about this topic, though, and maybe I’ll expand upon this in the future. Learning about evolution has taught me as much about how humans currently tend to, or want to think about and explain the world than how the world actually is/was. My issues with this says a lot about me specifically, perhaps - how my brain works, my insecurities and fears, etc.

[teenage-idiot]

In the Blink of an Eye - 8

Avengers Age of Ultron | Quicksilver x Female Reader Fan-fiction.

*WARNING SPOILERS*

Contains strong language, sexual references and mentions of death.

1315 words

CHAPTER 8

The grass felt soft underfoot as I walked over to where everyone else was standing. Today we were training outside, which I guess would be a nice change as it could get awfully stuffy being cooped up inside all day. The fresh air could do us all some good.

We all lined up and Cap told us what was going to happen.

"Today, you are really going to need to join together and work as a team if you want to win. We are going to be playing capture the flag. You're going to be put into two teams, and I'll tell you what those teams are in just a moment, but first you need to know the rules. One team will be attacking, and the other defending, then you'll switch. The team attacking has to get the flag, whilst keeping as many of their team members on their feet as possible, and the team defending must try to knock the other team down, and prevent them from getting the flag. Now you can only use the items you have at hand now, or in some cases, the powers you harness. Okay, now we've established a set of rules, the teams will be as follows. In team one, Wanda, Falcon and Pietro."

I heard a small 'yes' escape from Wanda's lips as her brother walked over to join her. He turned and looked at me, giving me a small smirk as he did so.

"Team two will be those that are left, War Machine, Vision and y/n. Team one, you're going to be attacking first, so team two, you're defending."

Cap finished speaking, and team one stayed with him and Nat at the starting point, while my team went off into the woods behind the field we'd been standing on. We found the point with the flag, and made a plan.

"James, you and I will head out a bit further. Y/n, I think you should stay here and guard the flag," Vision said, and I couldn't help but feel like he thought I was going to bring their team down, like I was feeble and weak. Nevertheless, I agreed.

"Sure, that's fine," I lied, feeling useless already.

So, Vision and War Machine headed back out into the woods, and I remained with the flag.

A siren sounded off in the distance somewhere, signalling the start of the game. My whole body tensed up, and I suddenly felt a wave of nervousness surge over me. For a while I just stood there, listening to noises from afar. Then, I heard leaves rustling to my right. There was nothing there, but out of my peripheral vision I saw someone whoosh past me to my left. 

'Not someone,' I thought, 'Pietro.'

I was totally on edge, all my senses tingling, and goose bumps running up and down my bare arms. 

Before I knew what had happened, my whole body was spinning, literally spinning in the air, and when I came back down, I came down hard. My body smacked down onto the ground, and my stomach felt like it had just been punched about twenty times. 

I got up as fast as I could, and thankfully the flag hadn't been taken yet. 

A cocky looking Pietro sauntered towards me, a smug look on his face.

"You didn't see that coming?" he smirked, one eyebrow raised.

I heard more rustling coming from behind me and whipped around to see Wanda walking up to where the flag was. I swiftly froze her with my telekinesis, alas, just in time to see Pietro grabbing the flag. 

Another siren sounded, signalling the end of the first half of the game, and that it was time to switch. My team headed back to the starting point and team one stayed behind.

"Don't worry. We'll get them this time," James said confidently, and I gave a weak smile, partly feeling it was my fault we'd lost.

Once again, we talked strategy, devising how best to beat the other team. 

"The twins worked together last time, so they'll probably do the same this time around," I said.

"I agree," said James.

"James, I think you should take Falcon, I'll take the twins," Vision spoke, a sense of authority in his voice.

"Wait, what about me?" I said puzzled. Did he really just want me to do nothing?

"Y/n, I think you should be the one to go for the flag. You're the fastest and most agile, and I don't think they'll see you coming. You're the only one who can do it," he said.

"Oh I don't think that's true-" I tried to argue, but Vision cut me off.

"No, you are more powerful than you think. You can do it, y/n. It has to be you."

I nodded sharply, feeling a sense of pride within me, and then the siren went off.

I ran for ages, as fast as I could go. I kept running and didn't look back, but then I stopped abruptly. The twins were directly ahead of me.

'Shit' I thought. Where the hell was Vision?

Suddenly, he appeared and started battling it out with Wanda. Leaving me faced with Pietro yet again.

He dashed towards me, and without thinking, I hurled a log straight towards him. He fell to the ground and I went over to the spot he was at.

"You didn't see that coming?" I said, mimicking his tone.

He just laughed and let his head fall back on the ground, still lying underneath the log.

I sprinted off to the point where the flag was situated. There was no one there. It all looked a bit too easy, so I proceeded with caution. 

Just as I thought, Falcon leaped out of nowhere, but James tackled him to the ground with perfect timing.

"The flag!" he yelled, signalling for me to get it.

I ran up to it and ripped it from the small pole it was hanging from. 

The siren sounded loud and clear, and all of us went back to the start, eager to find out who'd won the game.

"Okay, so both teams won when they were playing attack, however, there can only be one real winner," Cap began.

I could feel the tension rising in my body, hoping we had done enough to secure victory.

"The winning team is, team two," Cap announced.

I couldn't stop smiling. James and I high-fived each other and Vision gave us both a nod, letting us know that we did well. 

"Before you go, I want you all to know that you did well today, all of you. I'll see you all later," Cap said, and then walked off with Natasha to go back inside.

Everyone started chatting as we walked back inside, and I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Hope I didn't hurt you too bad," Pietro said, half smirking as he talked.

"Same to you," I said, smirking back.

"Touché," he laughed, causing me to laugh with him.

We continued to talk and laugh with each other until we got upstairs.

"Hey, no hard feelings right?" I joked, extending my arm for a handshake.

Instead of shaking my hand like expected, Pietro pulled me in for a hug, catching me totally off guard. I was shocked for a second, but then I hugged back. He was so warm, and dear lord he smelled good. I smiled, taking in his scent for a few seconds, as he mumbled something into my hair.

"No hard feelings."

He pulled away, and I felt a tinge of sadness in him doing so. He uttered a casual 'see you later,' and then walked off to his room.

I entered my room and shut the door behind me, sliding down it. I hugged my knees to my chest and found myself smiling uncontrollably. 

What was this boy doing to me?