#their chemistry is delicious i'm having too much fun

[dindjarindiaries]

The Dawn of Starlight ➵ Chapter 2

summary: Camellia and her entourage arrive on Cantonica, where she's awaited by Vondar's men—and a tense conversation.

pairing: din djarin x fem!oc

rating: mature (18+)

tags: enemies to lovers, fluff & angst, emotional & physical hurt/comfort, canon-typical violence, injuries & blood, trauma, eventual/mild smut, strong language, sexual references

word count: 3.847k

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Three gentle knocks immediately roused Camellia from her sleep, making her sit up on her elbows as she focused her surprisingly alert gaze on the door.

“Senator Merand,” a voice spoke through the door in a polite yet matter-of-fact tone. “We’re on approach.” Camellia closed her eyes as she identified the voice.

The Mandalorian. It was just as she had heard it in her dream.

Camellia’s eyes flew open as she huffed and shook her head. Absolutely not. She was not doing that shit again. She cleared her throat and managed to speak back to him. “Thank you.”

Still, that sickly feeling of having someone from day-to-day life in the subconscious stuck with Camellia as she dressed herself. Those were what she called curiosity dreams, when the brain used the subconscious via dreams to try to figure out more about a person it knows little of. It certainly wasn’t any other type of dream, not if Camellia is actually in the interest of protecting herself.

Camellia’s first priority was checking her holster, making sure it was secure upon her thigh and equipped with the blaster she could pull the fastest. Her second priority was picking out a dress even more alluring than the day before. Perhaps if she could draw eyes to her body, it would keep the heat off her true intentions.

Once Camellia was both fully decent and satisfied, she opened the door and stepped out into the main hold. Din was already standing, his apprentice doing the same on the same seat where she had left them however many hours before. Mionna had her nose in her datapad as she left an open space for Camellia beside her.

As Camellia began to take her place, Din stepped forward, offering a hand to ease her down. Without thinking, Camellia accepted it, offering a polite smile as she took her place. Din only stepped away when she was settled and had smoothed out the wrinkles in the skirt of her dress.

The hand he had touched began to burn. Camellia stared at it for a moment on her lap, concern making her brow rise, but she found nothing left behind—nothing but the ghost of his gloved touch. She held her jaw tight and looked back up at the Mandalorian, who had sat back beside his small companion.

So much for breaking old habits.

An officer stepped out of the cockpit just in time to free Camellia from her distracting thoughts. “We’re landing now, Senator Merand,” he announced.

Camellia pasted on her usual smile and nodded. “Wonderful.”

The descent was smooth, with the Avalon remaining free of any sudden jolts or turbulence as it settled within Canto Bight’s docking bay. Camellia composed herself with a subtle deep breath, preparing to give her best political performance until she could begin to put her other plans into action. She wouldn’t be dealing with Vondar directly just yet, she knew that quite plainly, but she had to get his men to trust her from the start if she wanted to get anywhere near him.

Once the Avalon was settled, Camellia’s additional security detail approached the closed hatch. Camellia prepared to stand back up, but before she could do so, Din was there again to offer a helping hand. She accepted and rose quickly, eager to drop his hand before his phantom touch could haunt her again.

That time, however, Din held on for a moment, his helmet leaning close to her ear as he spoke in a low voice. “Senator, your holster.”

Camellia glanced down, realizing the slit in her dress meant for accessing her weapon had caught on the holster when she stood. The weapon, and thus much of Camellia’s bare leg, was plainly visible, though Din used himself to block the view as she quickly fixed her skirt. She cleared her throat, hoping it would take the warmth from her face as well. “Thank you, Din Djarin.”

Din nodded, stepping away to help his apprentice onto the floor. Camellia’s chest rose in another deep breath of preparation, but it tightened with her inhale. There was a satisfying warmth there, one that matched the burning in the hand Din had once grasped.

It had definitely been too long since Camellia allowed herself to be touched and held. Still, she wasn’t going to let that distract her.

Camellia stepped up behind her security detail. Mionna remained at her side, her datapad tucked within her arm as she gave Camellia a double-take. “Senator,” she whispered, her brow lifting in surprise. “You look breathtaking.”

The corners of Camellia’s mouth raised at her genuine words. “Thank you, Mionna.” She nodded at the young Mirialan’s datapad. “You haven’t been buried in that thing this entire trip, have you?”

Mionna’s shoulders sagged with guilt as she looked at the floor. “Well, Senator, I just wanted to make sure I had all the plans and reservations set, especially with…” she paused, glancing back at Din with her eyes, “our new accommodations.”

Camellia took Mionna’s free hand and held it between both of hers. “I appreciate you more than you know, Mionna.” She gave her green hand a squeeze and let it go. “That also means I need you to rest whenever you can.”

Mionna smiled and nodded. “Understood, Senator.”

Before Camellia could say more, the hatch lowered, and the security detail moved forward. Camellia straightened her shoulders and walked forward, following them with her chin held at the perfectly lifted angle she had practiced enough to make second nature. As the greeting party came into view, Camellia instantly began to size them up.

One human man, with gray-and-black hair, wore a white uniform embellished with red and gold. He was flanked by two men with tall staffs, each wearing what looked to be stormtrooper armor painted red and gold—though they went without helmets. The same kind of troopers, or guards, stood behind the human man in a group of six, just managing to outnumber Camellia’s own detail.

It was just as she had surmised, then. She had yet to be trusted.

“Senator Merand,” the leading man greeted, his voice as smooth as the slimy back of a reptilian creature. Camellia resisted the urge to shiver at his double-edged smile. “What a pleasure it is to welcome you to Cantonica.”

“The pleasure’s all mine.” Camellia offered her hand when the man reached for it, his lips leaving a chaste kiss on the back of it.

“I’m Captain Xilas Noctum.” The man bowed before going on. “I’m here on behalf of Admiral Vondar to escort you. I’ll be your liaison to the admiral for the duration of your trip.”

Camellia bowed her head back at him. “Thank you, Captain Noctum. I look forward to making your acquaintance.” Camellia made an obvious point to look around and hold a hand to her chest, much of which was put on display by her dress. “It’s absolutely beautiful here.”

The captain lifted one corner of his mouth. “I agree.” He offered his arm for Camellia to take, his gaze giving himself a quick tour of her body. “There are many beautiful views here.”

Camellia knew better than to refuse his arm. She played into it, stepping forward to wrap her arm with his. As she did so, she caught a flash of silver behind her, causing her attention to settle on Din. Camellia glanced back at the captain, watching the lines on his forehead appear as he furrowed his brow.

“You’ve brought a Mandalorian?” Noctum took her arm without looking away from Din. “What a rare sight to see. I hadn’t expected someone as dignified as you, Senator, to be hiring mercenaries.”

“Please, Captain, don’t think me to be rude.” Camellia easily diffused the tension by offering Din a reassuring nod. His hands rose to his belt, close to the dual blasters that hung from his sides. “It was the wish of my close advisors on Coruscant to take extra protection with me to the Outer Rim. You know how they worry in the Core.” Camellia lowered her voice and added an amused edge. “I only accepted to appease them.”

Her words weren’t entirely a lie, not in the slightest. Noctum huffed and tucked her into his side. “They remain unaware of the rich soil to be tilled out here, then?”

Camellia nodded. “Indeed, Captain.” She gestured with her free hand to the way ahead. “I would like to see it for myself, if you would be so kind as to offer a tour.”

Noctum smiled and began to walk forward. “It would be my honor, Senator.”

As the captain began to take Camellia and their respective entourages through the Canto Bight docking bay and stunning city life, she put most of her focus into everything the man didn’t say. Most of her attention was devoted to his ticks, the way his gaze lingered on those who passed them and the free hand behind his back stayed rather close to the holster he was able to freely wear on his pant leg. Clearly, Vondar’s presence wasn’t as welcome there as Camellia had thought, and that made Noctum worried.

Camellia didn’t want to add herself to that list. So, even while she studied these details, she made sure to laugh at his jokes and offer her own insight at the history of the city and the captain’s role in it. The closer they approached their lodging accommodations at the city’s finest resort, Camellia made her move to earn more trust.

“I must confess, Captain,” she began, keeping her voice low, “I’ve been worried about beautiful cities like Canto Bight in the years following our government’s transition.” She made eye contact with the captain, whose gray-ish blue-ish eyes sparkled with interest as she spoke. “Clearly, they were prosperous under the Empire’s watchful eye, and I didn’t want our transition to affect that.”

Noctum let out a curt laugh, almost akin to a scoff. “While I appreciate your concern, Senator Merand, your history is as little of a secret as the Empire’s itself.”

His grip on her arm got slighter tighter, and she resisted the urge to look behind her and make sure her hired protection still had his careful eye on them. She didn’t need to, though; she could feel his gaze burning into her the same way it had when they first boarded the Avalon.

“Were you not on the front lines of the effort to overthrow the Empire on Raxus?”

Camellia had prepared for this, and so she didn’t feel an ounce of panic as she chuckled and waved her hand. “I can understand your confusion, Captain. That effort wasn’t so much a stand against the Empire as it was against our designated governor. You know how some of the lower-ranked officers could get.”

“Indeed.” Noctum took a deep breath, as if he was reflecting on an annoyed memory. “Many officers tended to lose sight of the bigger picture, especially those who were given any semblance of power.”

“Precisely, Captain Noctum.” Camellia offered him a firm nod. “I hoped that by taking control of the planet once again, I could earn the opportunity to create more partnerships that would be… well, beneficial.” Camellia smiled sweetly, her second hand also wrapping around the captain’s arm. “After years of preparation, I wanted to give you and Admiral Vondar the honor of being my first.”

Noctum revealed a true, genuine smile at that. “Well, Senator Merand, it’s truly our honor.” Camellia bit her tongue to keep herself from asking about the admiral, instead letting Noctum reveal more about their plans in time. “While we’re certainly eager to talk business, we know that this trip must have been long for you, so we encourage you to seek some rest before this evening’s dinner.”

“That sounds delightful.” Camellia forced herself to smile wider. “I look forward to experiencing more of Cantonica’s luxuries for myself.”

Noctum nodded at Camellia. “Get ready, then, because we’ll be offering you the finest we have.” There was a new light in his gaze as he went on. “You deserve the best of deals, Senator.”

Camellia tapped her hand upon the captain’s arm. “We’re in agreement on that, Captain.”

Noctum laughed, focusing on the way ahead as he guided the group into the resort. The elite lodging was covered entirely in white-and-gold marbling, with chandeliers the size of full banthas hanging above. He lifted a hand to wave at the staff as he guided everyone into the turbolift up to the only floor that required security clearance.

The long hallway was adorned with the same marble fixtures as the lobby, with golden lights illuminating the long walkway speckled with golden doorways. At the end of the hall was a set of double doors, no doubt leading to the suite meant for Camellia. She resisted the urge to scowl at such luxury; while she had been admiring it for show this entire time, it was something she was still adjusting to experiencing. It wasn’t long ago that she was living off the fruit of the land on Raxus, whatever she could get for herself and her troops during their rebel effort.

Some people still were, thankfully not on Raxus—but certainly on more planets in the Outer Rim. Even Cantonica could have its own share of those living impoverished to make up for the elites’ taste of luxury.

“Here we are, Senator.” Noctum stopped just in front of the double doors, grinning at Camellia as he stepped away from her side to face her. “Your temporary home away from the Core.”

“It’s lovely, Captain.” Camellia bowed her head in respect. “Thank you very much.”

“No need.” Noctum reached for her hand and gave it a kiss, just like before. “I believe your assistant, Miss Mertil if I recall correctly,” he glanced at Mionna and she offered a polite nod, “should have your dinner time scheduled, but I’ll return to see you get there safely.”

The trust was still fragile, then. Camellia couldn’t blame him. Her easy lie about the Raxus rebellion had worked to a degree, but she had yet to truly prove her intentions. “I appreciate that very much, Captain.”

Noctum smiled once more. “Enjoy your rest, Senator.” With that, he led his team back down the long corridor, and Camellia didn’t drop her mask once as she stepped towards her double doors to make them slide apart for her.

The room inside was just as spacious as it was stunning. The wall on the far side was made entirely of glass, no doubt functioning as a one-way view that could also be dimmed to block out light. Like the rest of the resort, the white-gold marble theming remained, with the large-sized bed being decorated in gorgeous silks of white and gold. Camellia’s luggage was already there, set near the expansive storage and dressing space.

Camellia nodded at Mionna, urging her assistant to follow her inside. She complied, though not without glancing back at the Mandalorian and his curious apprentice. “Should we…” Mionna started to say, trailing off as if she was searching for the correct question to ask.

“He’s hired protection,” Camellia reminded her, not bothering to lower her voice as she allowed Din to hear her words. “It’s better that he remains outside the doors to be on the lookout for potential threats.”

Damn, the words sounded more bitter than Camellia intended them to be. Carson had sent the Mandalorian with her with only the best intention, but the reminder of him being a mercenary pumped venom into her tongue each time she spoke of him.

The doors slid closed behind them, and instantly Camellia collapsed onto the end of the bed. She had forgotten how exhausting it was to mask herself.

“I assume you have everyone’s room assignments done already, Mionna?” Camellia forced herself to focus on business as she smoothed out the wrinkles in her skirt. She felt the outline of her holster as she did so. It was a reassurance to the way she could protect herself, but it also brought back the memory of Din’s action on the Avalon.

“Yes, Senator.” Mionna raised her datapad and began tapping around it. “This is your room, obviously, and I took the liberty of putting myself in the room on your left, and Din Djarin and his apprentice to your right.”

Camellia raised her brow at Mionna. “Not my security detail?”

Mionna looked up at her with a guilty expression. “Captain Teva sent me a note requesting that his associate stay as close to you as possible, Senator. I’m sorry. I can try—.”

“It’s all right, Mionna.” Camellia offered her a reassuring smile. “As my ‘hired protection,’ that makes sense.” She reached back to release her hair from the pins that had been holding it up. “If only for appearances.”

“I thought the same, Senator.” Mionna smiled as she seated herself on a chair near Camellia’s bed. “Plus, he’s still a Mandalorian. Your security detail has proven themselves, I’m sure, but it doesn’t really get better than having one of the greatest warriors in the galaxy protecting you, no matter how reluctant his presence may be.”

Camellia’s brow creased in amusement. “You’re starting to sound like Carson, Mionna.”

Mionna’s green face began to flush. “Well, Senator, I would also like you to stay as safe as possible. This is a delicate diplomatic operation.”

“That it is, Mionna.” Camellia set all the pins and other headpieces aside and helped her hair to relax. “Would you mind filling me in on the rest of the day’s itinerary?”

Mionna seemed more than glad to take the distraction and dive deep into her hard work. It would be a few hours until dinner, and then there would be a more casual reception at Canto Bight’s casino—including a fathier race—before the night would end.

Camellia closed her eyes and nodded as Mionna spoke, already drafting her own plans within her mind. She would need to spend one evening doing some reconnaissance on her own, but it would be too early to do it the first evening. That night, she could allow herself to rest, if her dreams allowed her to.

Mionna was just finishing her rundown on the next day’s activities when the golden doors suddenly slid open. Camellia rose from her place at the bed as the Mandalorian strolled in, his apprentice absent from his side as he focused on Camellia. She watched him carefully as he stepped inside and stopped just beyond the threshold, his gloved hands pulling tight into fists at his sides before relaxing again just as quickly.

“Senator Merand.” Din nodded in greeting. Camellia bit her cheek as if that would help her fight the flame his voice lit up within her. He took a moment to acknowledge Mionna with a smaller nod. “Miss Mertil.” Mionna hid her embarrassed face behind her datapad as she nodded back. Din focused on Camellia once again. “If I may speak with you, privately?”

Mionna immediately whipped her head towards Camellia. She almost wanted to fight for Mionna to stay, if only to reject Din’s request for privacy, but she still wanted to hold true to her promise to Mionna to keep her safe from conspiracy claims by letting her leave the room for questionable conversations. “Certainly, Din Djarin.” Camellia smiled and nodded at Mionna. “Get some rest, Mionna.”

Mionna nodded, ducking out of the room and heading to her own golden door. The doors to Camellia’s room slid closed shortly after, and Camellia wasted no time questioning Din.

“I mean no disrespect, Din Djarin,” the venom was back on Camellia’s tongue as she spoke, bringing herself closer to Din step-by-slow-step, “but how the hell did you get access to my private quarters?”

“I understand your concern, Senator.” Din nodded, keeping himself where he was as he seemingly allowed Camellia to control their interaction. For some reason, it made her blood boil even more. “Seeing as you established me as your hired protection, I was given the clearances to enter your room, for emergency use only.”

Camellia crossed her arms over her chest, stopping where she was a few feet away from Din. “Is this an emergency?”

“It is.” Din raised a gloved hand and pointed his finger at the slit in Camellia’s dress. “That’s an A-180, and if you’re trying to stay subtle, that’s not doing anything for you.”

Camellia blinked a few times in shock at what she was hearing. She let out a sound that was half a huff and half a laugh as she raised her brow. “I’m sorry, sir, but when did I ever ask for your advice on weapons?”

Din tilted his helmet at that. “Captain Teva gave me an order to help you in any way I can.” Din gave himself a once-over with his gloved hand. “In case you didn’t know, madam, weapons are a part of my religion.”

Camellia hated the way her gaze gave him the same once-over. She hoped he took it as her observing his weapons rather than anything else. Camellia circled her jaw. “What’s your advice, then?”

Din reached back on his belt and withdrew the smallest blaster Camellia had ever seen. “This.” He flipped it in his hand so that he was holding the barrel in his grasp, offering the other end up to her. “It can be concealed much more easily, and it retains the same amount of impact with each blast.”

Camellia reluctantly took the weapon and flipped it in her own hand. “The same amount of impact? Really?”

Din’s voice lowered slightly. Camellia was certain his tone was meant to intimidate her, but instead, it did the opposite, intensifying the flame within her. “Unless, Senator, you think I’m lying.”

Camellia tightened her jaw. “Not at all, Din Djarin.” She made a point of opening the slit in her skirt to tuck the blaster in between one of the straps of her holster and her skin. “My holster’s too large to fit this, though. Where am I supposed to hide it? In a garter?”

Sweet victory warmed Camellia’s chest as she looked up and saw Din’s visor lingering on her holster. “If you have one, then yes.”

“Seems like you’ve thought this one through.” Camellia scoffed and crossed her arms again, being sure she tucked them under her chest—as if she was further testing him. “Don’t tell me you’re just as easy to distract as they are, Din Djarin.”

Din’s visor found Camellia’s gaze, and she swallowed hard as he tilted his helmet at her. “You’re clearly aware that your beauty is your best weapon, madam.” He nodded, shifting his weight between his feet. “Respectfully, I’m not immune.”

He looked away and hung his gloved hands on his belt. Camellia fought off her flustered state as Din went on.

“Now that the blaster matter is resolved, there’s one more thing.” Din’s visor met her gaze again. “What’s your plan?”

Camellia narrowed her eyes. “What do you mean?”

Din sighed and moved his hands up to his hips. “Senator, we don’t have to dance around this.”

Camellia took a step closer to him, ensuring her chest was just a few inches away from his own. “You would certainly like to dance with me, though, wouldn’t you, Din Djarin?”

Din’s armored chest rose and fell in a calculated breath. It had never been both that hard and that easy to read someone at the same time. “My desires aren’t relevant, Senator. Your safety is.” Din nodded in affirmation. “I gave Captain Teva my word.”

Camellia gave him a quick once-over. “And how do I know I can trust your word? You’re a gun for hire, after all.”

Din didn’t move once at her words, instead remaining unshaken. “You’ll learn.” Camellia prepared to counter his bold claim, but Din continued before she could. “You’re right, though, to avoid doing anything tonight. Better to sit back and see exactly what you’re up against, and earn their trust early on.”

Camellia’s brow furrowed before she could help it. How the hell was he already inside her head?

Din answered the question as if she had asked it aloud. “Like I said yesterday, madam. I did my research.” Somehow, he looked so damn smug even through that unchanging beskar helmet. “I spoke with Captain Teva about your efforts on Raxus, and I studied your tactics the best I could.”

Camellia hated the way she sought his approval. “Your thoughts?”

Din took one more step closer to her, but remained within his own space, taking the high road and remaining respectful—just as he had suggested before. “There’s a reason why I said yes to this job, Senator.” He gestured with his helmet to the bed behind her, his visor never once straying from her gaze. “You ought to get some rest before dinner. Putting on a mask takes a hell of a lot out of you.”

As he turned to walk away, Camellia couldn’t help scoffing. “Yeah, like you would know with that mask of your own doing all the work.”

Din stopped for a moment, his helmet slowly moving towards his armored shoulder as his gloved fingers fluttered at his sides. “I would know, Senator.” Camellia froze, hanging on to his every word as he finished. “I also know that you’re too brilliant and strategic to assess someone based merely on their appearance.”

Camellia had nothing to say to that. She nearly hung her head in shame as she watched Din stride towards the double doors.

“Enjoy your rest, madam.”

With that, the doors opened for the Mandalorian, and just as quickly, they shut him out. Camellia finally let her head hang with a heavy breath weighing down her chest. Her frustration with this mercenary, and even with Carson, burned even more ardently than before, but so did the flame within the depths of her very being. It was a dangerous mixture, and yet there was nothing Camellia could do about it.

Carson was right; Camellia couldn’t take down Vondar alone, and Din was her best chance at getting it done. All she could do at that point was rest—and hope her dreams spared her for once.

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[nicoline1998enilocin]

“I fucking love you and that scares the hell out of me!”

I can hear Glen say this, so can you write something with him and this prompt? please and thank you!

I f*cking love you

PAIRING || Glen Powell x Actress!Fem!Reader

WORDCOUNT || ~ 900 words

SUMMARY || You've been working closely with Glen while filming a new rom-com movie, and you two can't help but let the feelings on screen seep into your daily lives. Once your feelings for each other are out in the open, something unexpected blooms between you two, and your intense chemistry is clearly visible, both on- and off-screen.

RATING || Teen (T)

TAGS || RPF. Mutual pining. Idiots in love. Unexpected love confession.

A/N || This drabble is part of Nicoline's Summer of Drabbles. I had a lot of fun writing this story, as it's my first time writing for Glen! I'm looking forward to writing more for him in the future, but I hope you will all enjoy my first attempt at a story for this man. This is not proofread - any and all mistakes are my own. 🤍

Photo: Source || All other graphics are made by @nicoline1998enilocin

Main Masterlist || Glen Powell || Summer of Drabbles

Working together with Glen has been nothing short of a dream, and to be working as a lead in a romantic comedy alongside him is the cherry on top. You have been working hard to earn your footing in Hollywood, and this will be your first major role, which only makes it much more special to be working with your celebrity crush.

However, you don't know that he's harboring the same feelings for you, but he's scared to admit it. While he's open to falling in love, he never expected to find it in you - a sweet, soft-spoken girl who has stolen his heart from day one. He never used to believe in love at first sight, but that all changed when he met you. Your shared moments on set, the laughter you've shared, and the way he looks at you when he thinks you're not looking, all these things have made his feelings for you undeniable.

Glen has invited every member of the filming cast and crew to a barbecue and pool party at his house in Austin, and everyone's having a great time. Still, all you can focus on is Glen, his ridiculously delicious hairy chest, and his beautiful smile, which lights up his features.

"Are you even listening to me, or are you too busy drooling over Glen again?" you suddenly hear a woman say, and it's only then that you're snapped back to reality.

"I- uhm- Sorry. My mind was somewhere else," you admit shyly, and just when you look away, Glen looks over at you, but you don't notice. A wave of disappointment washes over him as his attempts to catch your eye fail - he hasn't been able to stop thinking about them for the longest time - but he's run out of luck.

"Why don't you just go up to her and tell her how you feel?!" Glen's trainer says, and Glen turns a deep shade of red at the thought.

"I- No! There's nothing to tell," he says with a bit of a grumble, but it's pretty clear to anyone but the two of you how the other feels. The chemistry between you two practically jumps out of the screen when you're working together, and while everyone's well aware it's because of your mutual pining, they also wish you two would get it over with. And that same night, it finally happens.

The pool party finished a while ago, and you and Glen are seated on a large couch he has in his backyard, cuddled under a soft, warm blanket as it's getting rather chilly, while watching the stars. The twinkling lights above you reflect in his deep, brown eyes, and the cool breeze ruffles his hair. He's sipping on a beer while you're enjoying a soda, and it's the perfect ending to a fun day.

"Can I tell you something?" Glen asks out of nowhere, and your heart starts to beat faster as he pulls you closer. You hum in response, your eyes closed to enjoy the moment for as long as possible - waiting for the moment he'll tell you that he's in love with someone other than yourself.

"I- I fucking love you, and that scares the hell out of me!" he blurts out, and you immediately sit upright, your eyes shooting open as your gaze meets his. A deep red blush covers his face and creeps down his neck as he confesses his love for you in a way he never would have envisioned. His voice trembles with fear and anticipation, and his eyes are filled with a mix of hope and dread.

"Y- You love me?" you ask, and he looks at the beer in his hands as he nods. He knows he won't be able to look at you as you reject him, but he couldn't be more surprised at the words that he hears next.

"Can you look at me, Glen? Because I have to tell you something, too," you say, and he does after sighing and gathering all his courage. Once his eyes are focused on yours, you're getting lost in the green of his irises, and they remind you of so many beautiful memories you've shared.

"I love you too, Glen. I'm in love with you. I have been for years now, as you have been my celebrity crush for as long as I can remember. You're very kind, and there's something special about you. I enjoy spending time with you, and never get bored when I'm around you-" is all you can say before you're cut off mid-sentence.

The warmth of Glen's palm radiates through your entire body as it cups your cheek, and the softness of his lips makes your nerves feel like they're on fire. Your hands land on his hairy chest, your fingers reveling in the feeling of its coarseness underneath them. And most of all, you're getting lost in his taste.

The beer he's been sipping combined with something so him has your mind going into overdrive, and when he pulls away, you can't help but smile like a teenager who just had their first kiss. You lock eyes with him and see the shimmer in them that you've fallen for. The shimmer that lets you know he's happy and that he's in love with you. One that's only visible when he's around the woman he loves: You.

[misshoneyimhome]

500 FOLLOWERS FESTIVAL

"If you cross her, then you cross me” I Matthew Knies☆

Requested: yes/no

Summary: After weeks apart, Matthew Knies finally sees his girlfriend again, his heart racing with anticipation. Yet, the sight of bruises on her arm brings a sharp reminder of why he hates being away from her.

Tropes & warnings: Matthew Knies x reader, established relationship, boyfriend!Kniesy, protective!Kniesy, no real harm (bruise), Smut 18+; Oral sex (f receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (p in v), cum inside;

Other notes: So, we're at the final stop of our Followers Festival, and I can’t express enough how grateful I am for your input! Writing like this is always so much fun and thrilling, as it's pushing me to explore new challenges 🤗 Thank you so much for joining my little celebration and for reading my work ❤️ Lots of love!

Word count: 2.9K

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You and your boyfriend, Matthew Knies, had been apart for far too long.

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Almost a year ago, your life had taken an unexpected yet wonderful turn, where it all started on a crisp autumn evening when you decided to attend a charity event organised by your company. You hadn’t particularly been enthusiastic about going, but it was for a good cause, and as the newest (and youngest) hire, you felt obliged to make an appearance.

The venue was a beautiful old mansion converted into an event space, filled with elegantly dressed guests, soft music, and the hum of polite conversation. And almost lost in your own thoughts, you casually wandered around, occasionally mingling with colleagues and sampling the delicious hors d'oeuvres, when you suddenly spotted a tall, handsome man across the room. He had a relaxed confidence about him, and you couldn't help but notice the way he smiled as he chatted with a group of people.

Then feeling the need to hold onto something for comfort, you made your way over to the refreshment table near where he stood. And as luck would have it, you both reached for the same glass of champagne at the same time, where the tall man simply laughed, a warm, genuine sound, and motioned for you to take it.

“Looks like we have the same taste,” he said with a grin.

You smiled back, feeling a spark of something you couldn’t quite identify. “I guess we do.”

“I’m Matthew, by the way,” he introduced casually, extending his hand.

“I'm y/n,” you replied softly, shaking his hand in a polite and friendly manner. His grip was firm yet reassuring, and you found yourself immediately at ease.

And from that small moment, the conversation flowed effortlessly. You discovered that Matthew was a professional hockey player, currently enjoying some downtime before the new season began. He was charming and down-to-earth, with a passion for the sport that was infectious. You shared stories about your jobs, your interests, and your families, finding common ground in unexpected places.

So, as the evening progressed, you both found yourselves gravitating towards each other, enjoying the easy banter and undeniable chemistry. When the event then started to wind down, Matthew hesitated for a moment before asking if you’d like to grab a coffee sometime.

“I'd love that,” you replied, feeling a flutter of excitement.

And so, your relationship began. The first coffee date turned into a series of outings—dinners, walks in the park, movie nights—each one bringing you closer together. Matthew’s schedule was hectic, but he always made time for you, and you quickly found yourself falling for him faster than you had ever thought possible.

By the time you reached the six-month mark, you knew this was something truly special. Despite the challenges of his demanding career and your own busy life, the bond you shared only grew stronger. The time apart was hard, but it made the moments together even more precious.

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The off-season brought you nothing but more joy and excitement into your life. Matthew had invited you to spend a few weeks in his hometown of Phoenix, Arizona, where you were introduced to everyone. 

And those weeks in Phoenix were nothing but magical, filled with warm, sun-soaked days and cool, starry nights. You visited his favourite childhood spots, hiked the stunning desert trails, and shared countless meals with his family, where his parents welcomed you with open arms, treating you like one of their own.

Matthew took you to some of his favourite local hangouts, where you met his old friends who regaled you with stories of their younger days. And you could easily see the deep bonds he had with them, which made you feel even closer to him. The evenings were your favourite, spent on the porch of his family’s home, sipping cold drinks and watching the spectacular Arizona sunsets.

Those quiet moments, where you could simply enjoy each other's company without any interruptions, were what you cherished the most. 

But as wonderful as those weeks had been, reality eventually intruded, and you were called back to return to work. Matthew stayed back as he was busy with off-season training, his days then filled with rigorous workouts and team meetings, while your own days were consumed by the demands of your job. 

Though you both tried to keep in touch with nightly video calls and sweet text messages throughout the day, it was never quite the same as being together. The screen could never capture the warmth of his touch or the comfort of his presence.

The nights were lonely, and the days felt endless without him. The ache of missing him settled deep in your chest, a constant reminder of the distance between you. You threw yourself into work, trying to fill the void, but it was a poor substitute for the man you loved. Weekends were the hardest. You'd find yourself aimlessly wandering the apartment, lingering over the photos of the two of you scattered around, each one a painful reminder of what you were missing.

And sensing your melancholy, your friends decided to cheer you up. So, they dragged you out one night, determined to lift your spirits. They took you to a lively bar downtown, where the air was thick with the scent of alcohol and the sound of loud, pulsing music. And for a while, it worked. The drinks flowed, laughter came easily, and the music helped drown out your thoughts as you danced with your girlfriends, trying to forget how much you missed Matthew.

But then, amid the flashing lights and the thumping bass, a man approached you. At first, he seemed harmless, just another person looking to have a good time. But as the night wore on, his behaviour became more insistent. He moved closer, invading your personal space, and his touch lingered on your arm longer than was comfortable. You tried to signal politely but firmly that you weren’t interested, yet he didn’t seem to take the hint. At one point, his grip even tightened around your wrist, and though you managed to pull away, the encounter left you shaken.

Nothing overtly dangerous happened, but his touch left you feeling unsettled. You felt a surge of anger and frustration, not just at the man who had crossed the line, but at the circumstances that had left you vulnerable and alone. You wished Matthew had been there, his presence a shield against the world.

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Fortunately, only two days later, you stood at the airport, your heart pounding with anticipation. The noise of the bustling crowd, the rolling of suitcases, and the constant announcements over the intercom all faded into the background as you anxiously scanned the throngs of people for a familiar face. Every second felt like an eternity. But then, through the sea of strangers, you finally spotted him. Matthew’s tall frame and broad shoulders were unmistakable.

Your heart leapt as your eyes met his, and you saw his face break into a wide grin that mirrored your own. And without a moment's hesitation, you dashed towards him, your feet barely touching the ground. When you reached him, you threw yourself into his arms, feeling the solid warmth of his body against yours. And effortlessly, he lifted you slightly off the ground as he hugged you tightly, burying his face in your hair.

“Missed you so much,” he murmured into your ear, his voice rough with emotion.

“Missed you too,” you replied, your voice muffled against his chest. The relief of being in his embrace after so long was overwhelming, washing over you in waves. You could feel the tension of the past weeks melt away as you clung to him, savouring the familiar scent of his cologne and the steady beat of his heart.

So, with no intention of wasting a single moment, you grabbed his hand and headed straight for the car. The drive to your shared apartment was filled with stolen glances and soft touches, the air between you crackling with anticipation. And by the time you reached your place, the need to be close to each other was almost too much to bear.

As soon as the door closed behind you, Matthew’s lips were already on yours, the urgency of your reunion clear in every kiss. His hands roamed over your back, pulling you closer as if to make up for the lost time. Meanwhile, your own hands fumbled with his jacket, eager to feel his skin against yours. You barely made it to the living room before clothes began to come off, a trail of discarded garments marking your path to the bedroom.

And once in the bedroom, Matthew’s hands explored your body, rediscovering every curve he had missed. His touch was both tender and demanding, his fingertips tracing the lines of your body with a familiarity that sent shivers down your spine. The kisses grew more passionate as he explored your skin, each touch igniting a fire within you.

He knew your body like a map he’d charted himself, but his touch faltered when he encountered a mark on your arm—a bruise that hadn’t been there before. So, he pulled back slightly, his eyes narrowing as he examined the bruise.

“Who did this to you?” His voice was rough, filled with concern and barely-contained anger. His jaw tightened as he looked at you, his protective instincts flaring up.

“It’s nothing, Matts,” you said, trying to downplay it. “Just some guy at a bar… it’s not a big deal.”

“No, this is something!” His eyes were fierce, the protective side of him coming to the fore. “A guy touched you? And bruised you?”

“It looks worse than it was…” you began, but he cut you off with a gentle but firm grip on your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze.

Matthew’s face softened slightly, but the anger in his eyes didn’t fully dissipate. “I don’t like thinking about someone else touching you.”

You sighed, reaching up to cup his face, your thumb gently stroking his cheek. “I’m alright. I’m here with you now. That’s what matters.”

His gaze remained intense, but then he leaned in, capturing your lips once more in a deep, passionate kiss that stole every bit of air from your lungs. His hands were rough yet tender, conveying the love and longing that had built up over the past weeks. And the kiss was an attempt to claim you, to remind you of his presence and devotion, and you could feel the intensity of his emotions in every movement—how his lips pressed against yours, how his hands held you close. It was as if he was pouring all the missed moments and unspoken words into that one kiss.

And then, Matthew’s focus shifted to ensuring your pleasure, his touch expert and attentive. He started by exploring your body with his mouth, trailing kisses down your jawline and along the valley of your breasts. He lingered briefly at each nipple before continuing downward, moving past your belly button to your core.

Light moans escaped you as he settled between your legs, his arms wrapped around your thighs. He then kissed around your needy centre, his touch both deliberate and tender.

“Please, Matts. I need you,” you whimpered softly, your hand finding his brown locks, as if to pull him closer.

But Matthew just smirked against your skin, tightening his grip before he finally indulged in the craving he’d been holding back. Skillfully, he licked up your folds, drawing moans from you—sweet music to his ears as he savoured your tasty honey.

“Oh yes,” you breathed out, your head sinking deeper into the pillow below you, your fingers gripping his hair. “Mmm, more…”

And your plea was his command. He licked you several times, making sure to explore all of your sensitive areas, before focusing on your sensitive clit. Sucking and nipping, he wasted no time in drawing louder moans from you. And as he sensed your light squirming under his touch, feeling the power he held over you, he worked his skilled mouth with determination.

“Mmm, taste so fucking delicious, baby,” he hummed huskily into your core as he ate you out you like a starved man getting his first meal in months.

“Fuck,” you cried softly as you felt the arousal build within you, a familiar wave of pleasure coursing through your body. You were approaching your climax, and the ecstasy intensified as Matthew continued to suck on your sensitive bead of nerves, making you shut your eyes tightly. And when he then added his long fingers into the mix, it didn’t take long before his skilled tongue pushed you to your first orgasm.

“I’m gonna cu—Matts, I’m coming!”

The sensation was intense, a welcome relief from the tension of your separation.

And as Matthew looked up from between your legs, urging you to meet his gaze, a satisfied smirk played on his lips. “It’s good to be home.”

You couldn’t suppress a smile either, the rush of your orgasm still lingering as he gently moved to hover over you. Feeling the need to shift positions, you then signalled for him to lie on his back.

And Matthew naturally obliged. He always enjoyed when you tried to take charge—emphasis on *trying*, as you both knew that even when you were on top, he was still the one truly in control.

Yet, as you positioned yourself on top of him, you led with fervour and passion. His length was larger than any man you’d experienced before, but whenever he was inside you, it felt like your bodies melded perfectly together. You rolled your hips smoothly, his hands guiding you gently, as your palms pressed firmly on his muscular chest, giving you support to increase your pace at his unspoken command. Then with his thumb pressing insistently against your sensitive clit, Matthew helped you reach another peak. Arching your back and clenching around him, you let his name slip from your lips in a deep moan.

It was a blissful moment as you reached your second orgasm. However, as the rhythm of your movements built, Matthew’s own desire surged. So, with a swift motion, he turned you around into missionary, where he effortlessly took control and began pounding into you with primal intensity. His movements were relentless, driven by his need for release. 

It had been too long. Too long since he had felt himself inside you, too long since he’d climaxed under your touch.

His breathing was erratic, mingling with the sounds of your moans and the echo of skin slapping against skin throughout the room. Your nails dug into the back of his shoulders, and the force of his thrusts pushed both of you to the brink, each touch and movement designed to make the experience as overwhelming and fulfilling as possible.

“Fuck baby…. Oh yes,” he groaned deeply as he spilled his release into you, gasping for air. Matthew knew he finished sooner than he’d usually do, but given the time apart, it was no surprise to either of you.

Besides, you were already satisfied with your own rather quick orgasms he’d caused you. 

You both panted deeply, surprised by how intense and satisfying the reunion felt, more so than you had anticipated. And as you lay tangled in the sheets, the aftermath of your intimacy left both of you spent but content. Yet, you could sense something lingering in Matthew’s demeanour—a worry that hadn’t quite been erased.

“What’s wrong, my love?” you asked softly, tuning slightly to face your incredibly handsome boyfriend, with his Arizona tan. 

But Matthew just brushed a strand of hair from your face, his voice tender and sincere. “I just don’t like thinking of someone else touching you.”

“Then don’t think about it,” you replied, resting a hand on his chest. “Nothing happened. I’m here with you now.”

“But still… if someone crosses you, they also cross me,” he said, his tone resolute and protective. “And I’m not going to let it go. If I knew who it was, I’d…”

“You’d what? Risk your career by punching a stranger in the face?” you chuckled lightly with a cocked brow. 

“No,” Matthew breathed out softly. “I just wanted to make them pay for doing anything like this to you…”

You couldn’t help but smile up at him, touched by his fierce loyalty. “You’re wonderful, Matts. But I can take care of myself when you’re not here. You don’t need to go around and punch people for me.”

“I know you can,” he said, gently pulling you even closer. “I just… I love you so much. I’ve never loved anyone like this before. And… I don’t want to lose you.”

“You’ll never lose me. Not now, not ever.” You pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, reassuring him. 

Matthew’s arms tightened around you, a final, tender embrace as the two of you settled into a peaceful slumber. In that moment, all the fears and uncertainties of the past few weeks faded away, leaving only the certainty of your love for each other.

Well, Matthew, of course, couldn’t let it go completely. So, he interrogated your friends, pressing them for any information about who might have done this to you, earning light chuckles from all of you. However, as weeks passed, the bruises fading, and the hockey season began, the incident faded into the background.

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Hope you all enjoy our recs for November ❤️ (even though they're a little late!!) Incenatus by @missgeevious (book/movie-verse)

@suseagull04: I can't recommend this fic enough! If you love Twilight and The Phantom of the Opera, this fic is for you! A mysterious masquerade, a soulmate connection, and chemistry that's off the charts all culminate to make this one of my new all-time favorite fics!

Meaning Something by bleedingballroomfloor (book-verse)

@dot524: Really enjoyed this Liam POV that goes deeper into what actually happened with Alex and Liam, his relationship with Spencer, and how Liam reacts to Alex & Henry during the book. The feelings & coming out are really well done.

Needy & Greedy by @clottedcreamfudge (book-verse)

@heybuddy-drabbles: It's been HELL of a month in good and bad ways so I didn't have time to read much. I'm choosing to recommend a series of unconnected one shots, all steamy and delicious and fun and short for casual reading when you don't have much time to commit to a 70k fic. If you like smut tis for you!

Taste the Way You Bleed by @cha-melodious (book-verse)

@myheartalivewrites: a super fun What We Do In the Shadows AU, written for the RWRB halloween fest. Alex and Henry are oblivious vampires, pining for centuries, and the rest of the super-six turn up in hilarious mockumentary-style interviews. The summary alone had me HOOKED.

Camp Llwynywermod by bleedingballroomfloor (book-verse)

@myheartalivewrites: one of my go-to for comfort, all time fave fics. Alex and Henry as co summer camp counsellors, pining and bickering for years. The tension is top notch!

@dot524: It’s funny and I really enjoyed the camp setting and their journey from enemies to friends to lovers. This is a fun and cute fic.

Downburst by @cricketnationrise (book-verse)

@rmd-writes: an AU of The West Wing ep 'In the Shadow of Two Gunmen' - mind the tags, this is an angsty but beautifully written fic with very clever use of multiple POVs to tell several stories of love (including platonic love). This is so good I was mad I didn't write several lines in it myself.

@thesleepyskipper: Truly an incredible and unique work that was done with care. The way the various memories/flashbacks are done and how they are used as part of the storytelling absolutely blew me away. Loved that we got multiple POVs here too!

Underground by @zwiazdziarka (book-verse)

@suseagull04: An adorable kid, fantasy (including mentions of fantasy classics!) and a rescue mission make this such a fun read! The world building in this fic is phenomenal too.

A Long Way From the Playground by @three-drink-amy (book-verse)

@dot524: This is a getting-back-together AU where Alex & Henry were childhood friends who grew apart in college and then unexpectedly are neighbors. I enjoyed the slow burn here and the payoff — it’s just a comforting feel-good fic!

Five-Drink Henry by @whimsymanaged (book-verse)

@daisymae-12: I was honestly already hooked from the title and the fic did not disappoint – so much so that I’ve reread it so many times the past month. Loved everything about this fic!!

The Domestication of Household Spiders by @cultofsappho (book-verse)

@daisymae-12: This was everything I didn’t know I needed from a spiderman AU! Loved it so much. There’s also 2 new recent fics published in this series – plenty of spiderman Alex to read!!

you make it look so easy, i know it's not by @anincompletelist (book-verse)

@daisymae-12: A really fun fic about Henry’s first American Thanksgiving not quite going to plan. I was already laughing from the summary alone

The great turkey calamity? by @smblmn (book-verse)

@zwiazdziarka: This fic tells us what is actually means to talk turkey and this once Cornbread is a star he deserves to be. It's crack, it's exsistential crisis, it's hilarious. Oh, and Alex and Henry fall in love here too.

Lay You Down by ronans (book-verse)

@inexplicablymine: when I tell you the fluff is fluffing, Henry runs a sleep YouTube and Alex is in his comment section and in his DM’s and in his head. Do yourself a favor if you need a sweet treat today and read this work

@thesleepyskipper: OMG this could not be any cuter. I loved the way we got to see their relationship grow as they got to know each other online. Truly an adorable, well-written story that will plaster a smile on your face throughout.

Risk is Just a Board Game by @three-drink-amy (book-verse)

@suseagull04: Angst, domestic fluff, college AU, the holidays- this fic has it all! A look at why friends with benefits isn't always the best idea that culminates in an ending reminiscent of a Hallmark movie.

On My Mind (Let's Go) by @sparklepocalypse (movie-verse)

@zwiazdziarka: contrary to popular fanon, Henry can dance and here he uses that to get what he wants on New Year's Eve party. No notes, just go and read it.

check out our past Monthly Faves here ❤️

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Top 10 Ships Involving POC in 10 Different Fandoms (Round 4)

Thanks to the wonderful @welldressedllama for the tag! 🥰 Just for funsies, this time I’m doing enemies-to-lovers/rivals-to-lovers/maybe-not-traditional-enemies-but-way-too-antagonistic-to-not-fit-the-bill-to-lovers edition. In no particular order:

1) Macy Vaughn x Abigael Jameson-Caine (Macigael) - Charmed CW

I ultimately respect the AbiMel plot, but these two were literally Right There. Excellent chemistry from moment one and they perfectly mirrored each other with Macy as a witch with demon blood (struggling with darkness) and Abigael as a demon with witch blood (struggling to accept lightness). To think of what could have been with the two of them and the acceptance of good and bad and the whole complex mess of the self makes me insaneeee

2) Nicky Shen x Zhilan Zhang (Zhicky) - Kung Fu CW

Idek what to say their dynamic was just so fun and watching them begrudgingly grow close was chef's kiss.

3) Eve Polastri x Villanelle (Villaneve) - Killing Eve

Literally THE enemies to lovers imho. What more do I need to say? Eve said seduction into my darkness? Yes please. Villanelle said feel emotions for one (1) woman and obsess over her? Okay. They're enemies AND lovers. They've both tried to kill each other. So? They get each other like no one else. No one's doing it like them

4) Scott McCall x Theo Raeken (Sceo) - Teen Wolf

Sorry but I'm clawing at the walls, gnawing on my hands, howling at the moon over them. Exploring all the tension and the guilt and the fear and the longing is delicious. And the layer of long-lost friends? The subtle seduction into trust and the mutual destruction on Theo's part? Sorry I'm crazy about it sorry.

5) Mona Vanderwaal x Spencer Hastings (Vanderstings/Spemona?) - Pretty Little Liars

Somebody in this fandom needs to tell me right meow why they're not a bigger thing??? Quintessential 'they hate each other's guts but no one matches their freak better'. Throw Hanna in the mix and that's the perfect formulation, but they hold their own on enemies-to-lovers grounds sooooooo well.

6) Raven Reyes x John Murphy (Murven) - The 100

Truth be told they're not my top ship for each other BUT they are the epitome of enemies to friends (to lovers). Some of the best relationship development I can think of.

7) Bonnie Bennett x Nora Hildegard (Bonnora) - The Vampire Diaries

Literally why were they not a thing? Bonenzo ily but look at them! They had such a fun little antagonistic flirty thing and Nora was canonically crushing on Bonnie. All I want is queer Bonnie and I was so close to having it

8) Kitty Covey x Yuri Han (Kitturi) - XO Kitty

Kitty literally took one look at rival Yuri making music and crossed that thin line from hate to love. Girl was like "I will take this Angry tension and transform it into Sexual tension" and I respect that

9) Kathani "Kate" Sharma x Anthony Bridgerton (Kanthony) - Bridgerton

I've only watched one full episode and seen random bits here and there but I'm obsessed with her and I'm obsessed with them. Literally scene one I was all in. They are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires

10) Luke Alvez x Penelope Garcia (Garvez) - Criminal Minds

I missed Morgan as much as the next guy, but Penelope and Luke's banter and chemistry is unmatched. Shame on the new seasons for lying to me and saying they went on a date but didn't have the same chemistry, that is such Bull

Honorable mention: Zafira x Nasir (Nasira? Nafira?) from the Sands of Arawiya duology, who I feel I cannot officially include because I have only read a small excerpt so far, but I expect to like very much

Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3

As always, no pressure whatsoever, but I’ll tag @freddieslater @aconfusedidentity @userlaylivia @scribeoffate @sees-writes @rhyslahey and anyone else who wants to play! :)

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Favourite Underrated Ship? Simple answer: Every single Pete rarepair! -> PorschePete? Iconic! Brilliant! Phenomenal! Most people love "best friends who kiss", I love "secret third thing". However one enjoys them, though, they're delicious to consume😌 (You might think it's not an underrated ship, but I'd like to inform you that it has, in fact, less than 100 fics on Ao3, so it very much is in my book. I'm happy to have contributed to it by posting two of them, but I'd love it if there were more. Hopefully, I'll get inspired anew one day.) -> KinnPete? Oh please, the power dynamics make me giggle like a 10 year old girl playing with Barbie dolls. Such glorious toxicity, such perfect ways Kinn could use and abuse Pete to his benefit, either with or without knowing he's doing it. You can do so much with them, either pre, during or post canon and I get so excited thinking about it. (This one has less than 50(!) fics posted, so I'm super thankful to the few authors who have gifted me some amazing works. Sharing my personal favourite because it deserves to be cherished 🥹) -> ArmPete? Do I even need to sell this one? It can do fluff, it can do angst, it can do smut, it can do it all. My personal favourite flavour of it is Arm having unrequited feelings for Pete because it's just so deliciously angsty 😇 I love me some pain, I can't help it. (This one doesn't have any fics to its name, besides one in Chinese. I'm devastated. I did personally have an idea for a multi-chaptered fic with 3k words already written, but if I manage to focus on it properly one day, it'll end up being a simple one-shot.) -> KimPete? Oh, you mean the ship I got so obsessed over I wrote 25k words of them platonically bonding, while having Kim think to himself more than once how pretty Pete is? You mean the ship that shares so many similarities with VegasPete, while still having its own identity based on the differences between Kim and Vegas? You mean the love of my life? (Again, fics for this one are almost non-existent, which is a shame, but understandable. One day, I'll manage to enrich the tag. One day.) -> TankhunPete? Take KinnPete's fucked up power imbalance and twist it in a more peculiar direction. What you get is this ship, which makes me so uncomfortable but so, so intrigued. (Incredibly underrated with how few fics it has, but a special thanks to this one for altering my brain chemistry when I first read it.) -> BigPete? Rivals who might engage in hate sex from time to time? Pals who share the same fate and understand it and bond over it? Pick your poison and roll with it, because it's delicious either way. I'm personally team "They hate each other" because it's more fun that way 😉 (Almost nothing here again, which is a shame, but again understandable. I had forgotten they shared 2 lines of dialogue together in the show, I deadass thought they never talked to each other, which was great for me lol. Here's one fic written by the same person who wrote the KinnPete one, in case you'd like something cool to read.) -> TayPete? This one's for pure aesthetic reasons because have you seen Tay, have you seen Tay at the auction, have you imagined Pete and Tay fucking at the auction, because I surely have 🙂 It's such a gorgeous image, I lose focus for a hot minute when it comes to me. (This one's tricky, because most people write Vegas/Pete/Tay, which is a glorious choice and I support it, and my talented friend is writing a very good VPT fic, but I'd love it if there were more fics that focus on these two only. They're too powerful, I can't get enough.) I think those are all the ones I'm personally obsessed with. All I have to say is, Pete deserves all the beautiful men and what they'd like to do with him ❤️

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if you don't mind me asking, who are your favorite romantic relationship's couples in books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series (can be canon or non-canon)? Why you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......Thanks....

When I'm hyperfixating on a special interest, I find it really hard to remember anything that previously held my attention lol — so I'm struggling to answer this question, anon! I'm not a huge shipper usually, and I'm incredibly unenthusiastic about ship wars so I generally don't get involved.

That said, there are tons of ships I like in Jujutsu Kaisen. SatoSugu and Megumi are pretty much all I post about on here, but I've gained a few followers recently so it's probably worth saying because I've seen a lot of ship discourse elsewhere in the fandom recently:

If you're reading this and you really hate any of the ships I mention in this post, feel free to unfollow if it's that big a deal to you.

I'm really not interested in arguing about ships — because it just isn't that deep, I have limited free time to give to fandom and I'd rather spend it on things I love — so please don't get into that with me. However, if it's not a big deal to you, great to have you around! ♥

So, Jujutsu Kaisen ships I like below the cut:

Obviously, SatoSugu* has really captured my imagination. I don't think I've ever shipped anything as hard as I ship those two, but I talk about them all the time so I won't go into any more detail.

Other than that, I like GojoHime which I know is blasphemy for a SatoSugu shipper (I'm kidding, there's a bunch of us who ship both) but I don't think one has to preclude the other (after all, Gojo has two hands 👀). I've written two canonverse fics for GojoHime, and I've gently implied a former romantic relationship between SatoSugu in both.

I think lots of people read too deeply into the "she hates him" thing. Is he a bit of a dick to her? Absolutely, but treating Utahime like she's just a victim of the terrible Gojo Satoru takes away from her character — because she gives as good as she gets! I adore the contradiction in how she presents herself as this prim and proper miko, but she's actually a little firecracker who loses her temper easily and throws things at people and drinks heavily. Don't take that away from her, it's what makes her fun!

To me, it's obvious that their dynamic is designed to provide comic relief, but they trust each other when it comes down to it. In fact, I'd argue their bickering is evidence of that — if you're a polite person, you don't bicker with people you're not comfortable with. More than that, I like how Utahime is set up as a bit of a foil to Gojo. It's been said before, but there's a poetry in her technique making the 'strongest' stronger, especially considering that he goes to this character he's historically called weak to ask for help in the biggest fight of his life. Delicious!

Beyond that, I casually enjoy a bunch of other JJK ships. I don't actively seek out or create content for them, but I enjoy some of the art and fic when I come across it. Namely:

SaShiSu, in any configuration. SatoShoko is appealing to me for reasons I touched on in response to a question about Gojo's relationship with Shoko. SuguShoko is hot, simply because I think both characters are hot and they look hot together lol. I can even get behind poly SaShiSu!

OkkoFushi, because of Megumi's ~one line~ about respecting his senpai. It's essentially a crack ship, but I have the silliest little headcanon that Gojo brought Megumi to meet the first years sometime during JJK 0 and Megumi developed his first crush — see this adorable art for reference.

ItaFushi, ItaJun, and YutaMaki because they're all harmless and adorable.

GojoKen, because I love the potential for toxic angst.

KenTen, because "goodbye, old friend" — I'm sorry, what??? 👀

ShokoHime and ChosoYuki because they're all sexy as hell.

NobaMai, because they have sizzling chemistry.

KiraKari and MechaMiwa, because they're both canon as far as I'm concerned.

ShiuToji, because they're "business partners" — sure, guys!!

NanaGo, purely for the cute single dads art.

SukuGo, but only in a non-canon setting. They should have been besties in canon though 😔

Finally, the controversial one. Sukuna can stay the hell away from Megumi in canon (🥲) but I quite like SukuFushi in a specific AU setting — especially if Yuji and Sukuna are brothers in it! I have a soft spot for the Itadori twins, and I'm into the idea of big bully Sukuna meeting his match in his brat of a brother's quiet best friend with the deceptively sharp tongue (and knuckles).

However, I personally find that a lot of people mischaracterise Megumi in his ships and take away the aspects of his character that I really love (come on, he beat people the hell up at school!) so I'm not super into Megumi ships in general, despite the fact that he's my best boy.

As you can see, I'm really not that fussy about ships. In the past, I've definitely read fic featuring a side pairing that I'm not super into, but it won't stop me reading a good fic if there's a pairing I don't like in it. Sometimes, if it's well-written, I might even end up a fan!

Outside of JJK, there really isn't much. I don't follow many other animanga, but I think AkiAngel is a gorgeous ship and EreMika is cute although a bit bland. I think that's it though... Sorry this wasn't really what you asked for, but thank you for the question! ♥

*I just use the popular ship name, but I don't have any strong preferences when it comes to sexual dynamics so the name order isn't important to me — that goes for all the ships I like!

[mickmundy]

closing out this #bushmedbday with a few of my favorite little details from the comic that started it all... HEHE! i really love the cover art. like its SO good... sniper's class patch with the frayed threads, evidence of archimedes' mischief with his bloody footprints... ahh!!

sniper and archimedes being lil blood brothers.. i mention this in my fics quite a bit, but i think it's interesting that sniper is the only one that medic has ever used his best friend's blood on! thanks for your help with the revival, archimedes!

i have Lots Of Thoughts about snipers other scars that medic graced him with, too! aside from the Obvious Reason that scars are sexy and sniper looks good with them, here are some of my thoughts on what they could be from! ^v^ i love being a little unconventional with this stuff!

sniper's strength after being freshly-revived was also really impressive... able to push/pull/hoist up medic (who is, as we know, quite burly! hehe!) with just one hand...? you're a miracle worker, doc!

sniper doesn't steal the dying spotlight for too long! he and medic actually share a very similar fate! classic team sure does love shooting Two Bullets into people, don't they?! hoo!

ive also made note in the past of some comparisons (and contrasts!) in their respective death scenes in the comics, too... imo sniper and medic have Vastly different beliefs when it comes to death (respecting vs defying it, etc), too! very fun and makes for Delicious Chemistry!

going to close this lil thread with one of my favorite things... he's medic's Crowning Medical Achievement! ;u; sniper's revival really was a total labor of love... and classic team's money! doctor ludwig, you've really outdone yourself! who can blame him for bragging!

i just want to say thank you SO much to everyone who participated, retweeted, commented and just shared the love for this ship today! ;u; it's a pairing that means so much to me and i'm so happy to have found such a wonderful, supportive community! ;; ILYASM!!! BUSHMED 5 EVA!!

[mswyrr]

bridgerton 2x01

Just started Kate & Anthony's season! Assorted comments below.

1 - Kanthony

What a fun start they're off too! Great chemistry and sparks with this Rivals to Lovers pair.

I feel for Anthony and his severe (!) Eldest Brother Syndrome, but oh gosh. When he spouted some of that nonsense about finding a lady with "child-bearing hips and half a brain" I wanted to kick him lol I am so eager to watch him absolutely come apart with love of Kate.

Their first meeting is perfect. We learn quickly, within about 2 scenes here and later, that Kate is an expert with horses and doesn't back down from a challenge, not from Anthony or Lady Danbury - her back and forth with both of them really establishes (along with her careful planning, research, and care for her little sister) that she will make a magnificent Vicountess

"does your maid know you're riding astride?"

-Anthony, you are not EVERYONE'S older brother

-Anthony.... does the thought of her.... astride... perhaps intrigue you hmmmmm????

There's something interesting about the way that, at the party, both Kate & Pen observe and listen from the edges, the duality of being not considered but keeping your ears open for insight? unexpected/feminine power moves 🤔

Kate likes to keep her secrets!! it's a way to keep control AND YET she feels drawn to Anthony enough to confront him directly about the shit he was just talking. it's a real risk, given his power and money. As much as he is already struck with her, SHE is struck with him too, to take that risk.

"your character is as deficient as your horsemanship. i bid you goodnight" LMFAO his face!!! it's clear the actors were having a wonderful time. love it!

I think it's great that Kate is telling herself she's trying to protect Edwina from him, but actually.... they're both already so struck by each other there's all kinds of delicious subconscious motives at play imo!

2 - Women's relationships

-kate's own Eldest Daughter syndrome oh honey 🫂

-kate & lady danbury's conversation & pen & eloise's conversation are so good? there's intimacy and stakes between the women that i really like. despite the society emphasis on m/f marriage and the ways it rankles and is part of patriarchy, the "marriage mart" is really a women run world in many ways.

-pen's family of women is SO NASTY which makes a good contrast - this thing being run by women doesn't mean it's good or nice.

-somebody let the queen and lady danbury have Old Ladies Yuri i beg of you

-it's.... kind of crazy how shippable Pen and Eloise are. though i am totally aware it is intended to be a platonic friendship and i think it's interesting on that level as well! the way Pen wants her column as Lady W to please Eloise, even to the point of revising it to suit Eloise's tastes... I'm really looking forward to seeing how their besties relationship came apart. The drama! oh it's gonna hurt (rubs hands together)

3- MISC notes

-diamonds weren't the highest valued gem at the time. that was a product of later debeers advertising (late 19th cent). the "diamond of the first water" slang is from Georgette Heyer in the 1920s lolllll Regency Romance is a Fantasy AU and always has been, which is why the way this show has adapted the books to create its own unique Fantasy AU is perfectly in keeping with the Regency Romance vibe!

-I love how relevant Pen's journey is to the plot and themes overall - how you can see the places (in her experience of family and society) her sharp edges come from, but also... her business savvy, her wit, and her decency (demanding a wage increase for the boys who sell her column!). ALSO even with her mother trying to dress her dowdy she still is such a cutie pie <3

[trulybetty]

Sunday | Week in Review VII

Not too much to report on this week - Mr. Truly and I both had the week off and then the little Truly's were thrown off their routine and it's been a week. But it was capped off with a new addition to the household!

So without further ado, let's get on with this week's late-night Sunday in Review!

Truly Betty Updates This Week…

Cake (Marcus Pike)

Autumnal Offerings

Distracting (Joel Miller)

Smut, just Frankie smut

Fics I Enjoyed This Week…

Shared Breaths (Frankie Morales) by @frenchiereading This whole series is such a delight to read and let me tell you, chapter nine is worth reading multiple times over, let me tell you that 😏. But this is a perfect story - you've got yearning for the first half and the second half is the play out of a developing relationship that is so fun to watch play out. If you love Frankie, you won't be disappointed in this.

Turbulence (Frankie Morales) by @rhoorl Jess' first run at a one-shot on our main man this week Frankie does not disappoint! I don't mind flying, but I can guarantee any flight sitting next to our aviation expert Mr. Morales is going to be a lot smoother. This is such a fun read and I really hope we see him again in a possible continuation of this.

Saying I love you through an accidental kiss (Joel Miller) Pre-Outbreak by @songsformonkeys This one reappeared on my dash this week and it's always worth a re-read and always one I'll recommend. It's Joel at his most hectic, which is very much how I picture pre-outbreak Joel and just the build-up here and the kiss is such a toe-curling delight to read, that I squeal each time even though I know it's coming.

Strawberries (Joel Miller) by @softlyspector This is set after Clouds, but doesn't have to be read first before this one. This explores Ellie and Joel's relationship after the events of TLOU and delves into TLOU2 territory (no spoilers in either one-shot). As much as I love the idea of Ellie and Joel living happily ever after in Jackson - I do enjoy an angsty dive into their relationship as it is in the TLOU2 games. This and Clouds are excellent takes on this!

Hungry Hearts | Epilogue + Bonus I Wanna Mary You (Joel Miller) by @atinylittlepain How my heart wasn't ready for this to end - but Gin gave Jerry the send-off they deserved and not only that, we were treated to a bonus second part to the epilogue that I'm still raving about! Honestly, who wasn't reading this? But if you weren't, I suggest you do - you can binge all the posted chapters! Jerry4Eva! 💘

Candy (Dieter Bravo) by @secretelephanttattoo I imagine any date with Dieter to be chaotic and El does such a great job of describing such an event here. I feel like a broken record with how many times I referred to it as such, but it really is a deliciously raunchy romp and I'd gladly go for Ray-Ban candy floss with Dieter any time if this is the end result.

Working Title (Dieter Bravo) by @rhoorl Finally got to reading this and devoured it all. It reads like a fabulous romance novel you’d read at the beach and then want to re-read again because it’s just that enjoyable! Plus the last chapter? My loins have not recovered lol, cannot wait for the next update!

Conversations with a Movie Star | Chapter 3 (Dieter Bravo) by @gnpwdrnwhiskey Aside from my own OC x Dieter, this pairing is hot on their heels for the title of favourite OC x Dieter. Ava keeps Dieter on his toes and has made herself at home at the Bravo Inn. The descriptions of landmarks in Myrtle Beach are fantastic, the chemistry is *chefs kiss*, and the way @gnpwdrnwhiskey writes Dieter 'Anthony' Bravo is fantastic. Please do take some time out to read this series - the premise alone is superb, you won't be disappointed - trust me!

Posts I Enjoyed This Week… Okay, so there's a reason this week's week in review is christened 'Sunday Thots' - the thots were out in force this week!

@goodwithcheese’s thread on the origin of Frankie’s oral skills

@beskarandblasters’s curation of creators with a smaller following

@legendary-pink-dot's Catfish Pond PHD program's latest curriculum, Pedro & Oscar

with Catfish PhD Logo, that I will figure out how to make into a shirt at some point 

@grogusmum doing the hard work for us and sending us all to horny jail

Jess’ deep dive on Grey Sweatpants Season with the Triple Frontier boys - thinking she should visit the Last of Us next 😏

Things I’ve Enjoyed This Week… No competition this week the most enjoyable thing was the addition of Francesca 'Frankie' Cat to the Truly household...

This Week’s Song… Not much has been played this week, but if you saw my mood board for Salt Water last week- this is where the title takes itself from...

Happy Sunday all! Here's to a great week ahead! 💕 xx

[chxotic-dxcklings]

Rivera Gailus

Rarity: 4 Star

Path: Abundance

Type: Imaginary

Species: Human

Fraction: Intelligentsia Guild

Character Introduction: A student of Veritas Ratio with a kind heart. She has a heart of gold, always yearning to help others and make them smile.

Design: She has pale skin with red freckles, curly red hair, and bright green eyes. She likes to wear sweaters and flowy clothes. Her go-to outfit is a yellow turtle neck sweater with a pair of blue or black jeans. Her shoes of choice are brown knee-length boots that zip up. Sometimes she will wear frog earrings.

Voice Lines

INTERACTIVE

First Meeting: Hello, do you want a flower? I'm Rivera, and I'm one of the Doctor's students. Greeting: Welcome to my garden. Pick whatever you want, and stay a while. I'd love to hear about your adventures. Parting: The sun is setting and I need to go check on the others. Praying to the Aeons Avana didn't break another bone. About Self: I'm a healer at heart. I want to help people, and sometimes, I can push too hard to help someone and only get hurt in the process. I need to keep learning not every one wants help. Chat: Gardens: The garden helps me relax. I love cultivating the plants to grow. The fresh produce is delicious and a lot of plants have medicinal properties. Hobbies: I like working in the chemistry labs on different plants extracting medicine and learning as much as I can. Annoyances: When people don't accept help when they need it. I know some don't want help, but I still get annoyed. Something to Share: It's always fun being around my friends. Most of the people here feel like a tight knot family. It's nice to be a part of that. Knowledge: Being kind doesn't equal being a push over. You can be kind and still stand up for yourself. Don't give up because it's hard. About Avana: If she breaks one more bone, I will do something I'll regret. I love her, but she can be a bit reckless. About Chase: He's fun to be around. He's a good listener and sometimes helps me in the garden. Though, he has to be careful because his ice can damage the plants. About Jasper: Jasper is a technological genius. He's always rambling about different software and all that complicated stuff. About Ratio: The Doctor helped me get the garden, and I really appreciated that. In return, I've been diving into my medical studies. It's the least I could do! About Aventurine: Aventurine is really kind. He cares a lot, and I want to do something for him, to show my appreciation and to give him a little piece of home. Eidolon Activation: Time to bloom and grow. Character Ascension: How can I help? Just tell me what I need to do. Max Level Reached: Can't I grow a little more? I have so much to do. Trace Activation: There's always room to grow and better ourselves. Added to Team With Ratio: I've done some research and I can help. Added to Team with Aventurine: I made something for you.

[cathy-plus-e]

Random situations and conversations with my dad

Or probably my dad acting like Hannibal Lecter as a dad?

My dad, happy: So if you want to clean something I could teach you! You'll be so great at it you'll be able to clean blood

Me: [gasp] Like the movies???

My dad: Better than the movies, my beautiful baby

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My dad: [explaining the details of how to cook meat and make it delicious, adding details about temperature and time]

Me, confused: And why you use the beer on the meat?

My dad: If you put drops of it, there is no issue with it, it adds it flavour! Because it's like lemon, drops of it changes the taste but putting too much... [does a gesture of disgust] Makes it taste terrible! And as you know, I don't want to make anybody drunk with too many alcohol

My dad and me: [laughing]

My mom: ._.

.

My dad, smoking tabaco: You know I'm against the idea of my family smoking because is bad for your health

Me: [nods]

My dad, not smoking and staring at me: bUT it has a great taste if you put it inside the refrigerator!

Me: [nodding at his explanation but not paying attention since I don't want to know the chemistry reasons of why it happens]

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Me: Hey dad I was wondering, how do you know so much about self-defense?

My dad: [dramatical pause] When I was younger, I had to do the military service... [dramatic sigh] Not the best experience, but I had some fun, scared some people and well I got out of it with knowledge

Me: Oh that's cool

My dad, nodding: It isn't that bad actually

Me: And do they remember you?

My dad, while thinking all the disasters he did: Yeah

.

My little brother: Dad what would you do if I stole money from a bank? Would you support me?

Me: But it would be difficult for you to hide that you have that money though

My dad, laughing: There's actually a way to do that while being protected by the law

Me: How do you know that???

My dad: Well... [thinks for a moment] I know some people at the police

Me, interrupting: And criminals in prison

My dad, nodding: And criminals in prison...

[lostfracturess]

JEJJSHSSHSHSHSJSHDHDHDHD FINALLY PUT MY HANDS ON THE LAST GAMES AND MATCHES CHAPTER, the fucking work 🥲🥲🥲 ANYWAYS, CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR ANOTHER COMPLETED STORY, THAT WAS FUCKING GOOD I SWEAR I AM TRYING TO PUT MY MIND INTO SOMETHING COHERENT BUT I FAIL AS USUAL firstlyyy, i AM FUCKING IN LOVE WITH THIS SATORU, AND ALL SATORUS OF YOU AT THAT POINT. i absolutely adore his humour and demeanor, and of course the way he's so pathetically in love with the reader, makes my toes curl and giggling. absolutely like the way you describe it ❤️❤️❤️ secondly, their chemistry with the reader, though it was only three chapters (😥😥😥) the tension, unreleased and fully released, their banters, their casual tasks are described so good! they feel so real, that's the thing i absolutely adore in your stories. the realness of their struggles, rawness of their emotions make all of your stories so precious to me (maybe i hyperanalyze a little at that point, but 😭😭😭). thirdly, though it was a short story, i could clearly seen the fun you were having while writing! believe me, we enjoyed it as well ❤️ fourthly, the smut??? i really don't know what to say at this point, it was so fucking good and delicious, tears rolled down my thigh © (as you said "received the stamp of it" 😅). dirty talk was absolutely heavenly and the way satoru was in charge (for almost all of the times ofc) yet was so gentle towards the reader made my heart swell ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ (daddy issues were present as you said in the description) fifthly, i am so fucking happy they got their happy ending (well, they weren't even suffering like a certain someone cough cough thanks to nici's mercy).

literally, thank you so much for this story, i was enjoying it endlessly ❤️

p.s. I've just thought how we all here are in the parasocial relationships with satoru and enjoying it 😅

i was writing my thoughts as i was reading as well, and i swear i want to make my comment as a whole more coherent but I don't know how to 😭😭😭 so I'm so sorry for this mess ❤️❤️❤️

"You went through the motions of college life, attending classes and studying late into the night, all the while your thoughts wander back to the man that changed your whole world in mere days" oh my god oh my god OH MY GOD I FEEL THAT. THE FEELINGS™

"There was something about his voice that always managed to put you at ease, no matter how stressed you were feeling. It was like a soothing balm, washing over you and melting away all your worries" 😩😩😩😩 girl you're so fucking down bad to him, totally understandable

“Yeah, I figured as much. My jaw still hurts like hell. Can't say I blame him though. If I had a daughter, I'd probably want to throttle any man who looked at her twice, too." noooo his handsome face suffered 🫡🫡🫡 totally understandable tho

"But somehow you genuinely wanted to know, wanted to know what's happening in his life" GIRLS PLEASE YOU'RE (WE'RE) COMPLETELY SMITTEN

I don't it's just the way the reader imagine him by her side??? she's doing it subconsciously and doesn't even realize that she needs him not just for fuck, i can't-

“You miss fucking me,” you say eventually, needing to break the intensity with a quip, a tease. "That's what this is really about. You're hard up and looking for a steamy bedtime story." denial is the river in egypt-

"When I say I miss you... I mean you. Your mind, your heart, your ridiculous snort-laugh that makes you sound like a drunken piglet." awwww the man of my dreams, calling us a drunken piglet, so cute ❤️

she imagines him AGAIN. reader girlie, wake up already!

"His words echoed in your mind, 'you love me', and suddenly it felt like the air had been sucked out of the room. Your throat went tight, your chest constricting as the weight of those words sank in" uhmmm it's more like she denies her feelings because she can't believe in his true feelings for her, to not get attached i guess? because she was the one constantly drawing the line between them

"I'm already so wet just thinking about you." aren't we all here?

OKAY phone sex, dirty talk, talking through it and older satoru??? AM IN HEAVEN??? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE SUCH A BLESSING

no, but seriously, I can't help but notice her constantly imagining satoru beside her, like she's a constant need of her presence, and i wonder if you did that on purpose or is that just me hyperanalyzing 😭😭😭

"This, whatever this was between you, it had an expiration date" NO IT'S NOT, I REFUSE. WE NEED HIM. IN ALL SENSES

omg i absolutely adore their playful banters

"Let the whole damn world know who you belong to. How fucking gone I am for you." oh my goodness i am so fucking bad for this you can't even imagine, he just krjejeejieekwiwi i need him like air, so hot and pathetic in his total smitteness

"Not even a little bit, love. You can do anything you set your mind to. And I'll be right there in the front row, cheering you on every step of the way." what if i actually cry? he's so nice to the reader 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲 really so good and reassuring :(((( squeezing him gently, but for real, anyone needs such a partner in their lives

"You did win, of course" let's pretend he didn't lose on purpose (tho i know the reader totally crashed him) just to put his grabby hands on the reader (and something else)

"He hummed, setting the trophy back in its place with care. "I remember. I was stuck in a conference room, listening to some blowhard drone on about market fluctuations, but all I could think about was you. Must've refreshed the score update page a hundred times, nearly wore out my phone battery." 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 HE'S SOOOOO

"You're everything to me, you know that?" Satoru murmured softly" what's the thing with your gojos confessing in the middle of sex 😅😅😅 but don't stop, im in awe

"It's one of the things I lo—" He caught himself, clearing his throat roughly. "One of the things I admire most about you. GOJO FUCKING SATORU STAY HERE AND SAY EVERYTHING ALOUD, EVERY WORD, I MEAN IT, YOU'RE IN LOVE.

"As if your dismissal of this thing between you had struck a physical blow, knocking the air from his lungs and the hope from his heart" NOOOOOOOO PLEASEEEE NOOOO SHE'S JUST CONFUSED AND IN DENIAL, SHE LOVES YOU GOJO PLEASE 😭😭😭 CAN'T BELIEVE I AM GONNA CRY

"Because falling for him, letting yourself want more than stolen moments and secret meetings — it was a distraction. A beautiful, tempting, utterly destructive distraction" it literally pains me when she says he's a distraction to her, no, when she makes herself think he's a distraction. because she doesn't believe it and tries not to let this fling or whatever she calls it ahead of her dreams, but babyyyyy you two can be together 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 because you clearly want it both

oh my god 🥲🥲🥲🥲 sad sex🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲 yes im totally okay- NO IM NOT THE WAY YOU DESCRIBE IT JUST SO AGONIZINGLY BEAUTIFUL IT MAKES ME BIT MY PILLOW, THEM POURING ALL THEIR EMOTIONS IN IT, LETTING THEIR BODIES SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES, CHASING THAT DREAM OF LOVE AND LIFE TOGETHER 😭😭😭

actually i think taylor swift's maroon kinda fits this scene 🧐 or maybe i am delulu, anyways, if you like to, you might check out!

"So what right did you have to feel betrayed, to feel abandoned, when he was just following your lead?" actually i think at that moment she finally realised she needed him more than tennis indeed, but still kept denying it. that's so complicated yet truthful at that same time? i just can understand both of them, really love when you create moral dilemmas like this

"For the way he made you feel seen, known. Understood, in a way no one else ever had. Like he could look into your eyes and see straight to your soul, to the heart of you. Like he knew you, inside and out" YES THAT'S THE FUCKING THING, IT'S NOT CASUAL, IT'S NOT JUST SEXXXX

"So with a deep breath and a racing heart, you made your decision" YESSS YOU GO GIRLLLLLLL FINALLLYYY YEEHAWWWWW

but it's totally understandable for me tho. when your heart isn't the right place, your head won't be as well.

“You know, family dinners are going to be really awkward from now on." AGAINNNNN WHY'S HE SO STUPID

also love the contrast you described with when she was practicing, thinking about tennis (head, constant doubting) and when she finally talked to satoru (heart, happiness and calmness, FELLING LIKE HOME)

"Satoru's hand found your ass one last time to give you a playful, proprietary slap as you walked away. You didn't see it, but you were sure your dad gave him a death glare for that" poor suguru, his old dad's heart 🥲

"I know it's unconventional. I know it's not what you would have chosen for her. But I swear to you, I love that girl with everything I have. I'd do anything for her, be anything she needs me to be. She's it for me. The one." okay that's it, i fucking cried. he's really perfect for her 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

"Seriously though," your dad continued. "She's happy. Happier than I've ever seen her. And that's all that matters to me." really respect suguru on that, he put his daughter's happiness over his own doubts and anger. truly a supportive father

Satoru watched you for a moment, then turned to Suguru once more. "By the way, should I've asked you for permission or something? You know, since you're her dad and all." ANOTHER PATHETICALLY IN LOVE AND COMPLETELY SMITTEN GOJO OF YOURS ASKING FOR A PERMISSION TO MARRY A READER. THAT'S MY JAMMM

"Okay, okay, fine," Satoru relented, holding up his hands in surrender. "I'll stop. But just so you know, I expect you to give a heartfelt speech at the wedding. Something about how you always knew I was the one for your little girl, even when we were kids." SHUT UP SATORU I PHYSICALLY CRINGED 😭😭😭 he's stupid 🥲

thank you so so much for your kind words ahhh, love you forever for this !! so so happy to read that this funny little story feels reel even tho we all know what it was heavily related to lol. didn't even plan really to make it angsty at the end too, but you know a girl must do what a girl must do sometimes.

anyway, i always try to include some kind of real struggle or issue into my writing that i feel is very human? idk, maybe it's just my brain and y'all think im crazy but anywayyyy again, so so so glad that landed well for you <3

but don't worry you're not hyperanalyzing, it was definitely meant to have some kind of deeper meaning underneath all that smut haha.

and yes the tears rolled down my thigh © thank you so much !! it's like a quality sign at this point :'))

well, they weren't even suffering like a certain someone cough cough thanks to nici's mercy

i feel attacked (lovingly)

denial is the river in egypt-

laughing out loud bc i love this meme pleasseeeee

"You're everything to me, you know that?" Satoru murmured softly" what's the thing with your gojos confessing in the middle of sex 😅😅😅 but don't stop, im in awe

now let me explain !!!!! *stares into the void* i'm a simple girl, i wanna have my men lay their love to my feet while he has something other very deep in me i'm sorry i cannot stop AND I WILL NOT STOP !!!

didn't even realize but i think i did it in every story ahaha. there is just something about gojo being pussy drunk and then can't stop himself from saying all those stupid and inappropriate things <3

actually i think taylor swift's maroon kinda fits this scene 🧐 or maybe i am delulu, anyways, if you like to, you might check out!

i love every song of her

actually i think at that moment she finally realised she needed him more than tennis indeed, but still kept denying it. that's so complicated yet truthful at that same time? i just can understand both of them, really love when you create moral dilemmas like this

yes !! very much the turning point !! and omg i love writing dilemmas and complicated emotions ahhh

also love the contrast you described with when she was practicing, thinking about tennis (head, constant doubting) and when she finally talked to satoru (heart, happiness and calmness, FELLING LIKE HOME)

so glad you noticed that hehe

ANOTHER PATHETICALLY IN LOVE AND COMPLETELY SMITTEN GOJO OF YOURS ASKING FOR A PERMISSION TO MARRY A READER. THAT'S MY JAMMM

NAH WAIITTTT. okay i have a problem with gojo confessing during smut and asking for permission to marry i see ahaha. upsiii.

& yes gojo is so stupid at the end ahah, making it more weird with everything he said and i love it ahahah.

thank you so so much again for your words and letting me be part of your thoughts while reading, hope your week is filled with rainbows, unicorns, and maybe even a winning lottery ticket (or at least a crisp $20 bill on the sidewalk). sending you all the virtual hugs <3

[otakween]

Digimon Adventure 02: Revenge of Diaboromon

Wow...somehow this one just completely fell off my radar, otherwise I would have watched it a long time ago lol. I seriously thought I was all caught up with pre-Tamers anime until I saw this on the 02 TV Tropes and was like "oop..." It was a good surprise though, I can never get enough of these Mamoru Hosoda style shorts! (Looks like he didn't actually work on this one though).

I watched this dubbed first to take screenshots and then subbed. It's hard to find a non-crunchy version of the subbed short. The OG Japanese was a lot stronger imo because, as usual, the dub ruined some stuff with it's jokey tone and music choices. Still decently faithful though. Full thoughts below.

Notes:

So this is like a midquel, I guess. I don't know if there's an exact place within 02 I was supposed to watch this, but I didn't feel like my immersion was wrecked or anything haha.

While the aesthetic of the short was great, I felt the story was pretty redundant and eye-roll worthy. "Oh Omegamon/Omnimon is back for some contrived reason and the OG chosen children's digimon can't defeat him like they did last time...for some contrived reason. This looks like a job for the 02 protagonists!" Whatever, it doesn't have to be deep to be fun.

The early 2000s CG looked pretty good actually. I thought it added a fun otherworldliness to the Kuramon.

Kuramon look a lot like Takodachi (Hololive fans know what's up). I wonder if there was some inspiration there on a subliminal level.

I wonder if Daisuke's character designer intended him to be from a southern part of Japan. His tan skin sticks out more in this art style.

I feel like Diaboromon got uglier somehow compared to Our War Game lol. Armagemon's design was deliciously creepy though. He looked like something out of an Alien movie. His entrance was epic and probably would have freaked me out a lot as a kid. Weirdly, they never actually said Armagemon's name so I just assumed it was Diaboromon until I googled it just now lol

Sora and Mimi were like two sides of the same coin in this. Mimi was useless, but in a delightful way. Sora was useless, but in a boring way lol. Seriously, she didn't need to come all the way home from her tennis club trip to just go "I'm here!" and then do nothing. I'm not saying there was much she could do anyway, but I get really pissed that they never gave her character a real point aside from "bland love interest" in any Digimon show/movie.

Loved Mimi's interactions with Koushiro. Their awkward "we're in the same friend group but have nothing in common" chemistry is so fun.

Yamato seemed extra cool with his rings and stoicism. I do kind of wish he and Taichi got a little more dialogue though.

Really didn't like the direction of the fights inside the internet. They were either animated too up close or too distant so I felt like I couldn't really follow what was going on half the time. Also, the choreography wasn't that inspired. The IRL fight at least had a cool Evangelion vibe going for it. The harbor was a really aesthetic setting for a final fight.

I've started shipping DaiKen for funsies (there's some really cute fanart) so it was nice seeing them together in the elevated art style hehe.

Daisuke has a Yamato phone strap! So cute and supportive

It's funny how the digimon sizing suddenly changes when we're in movie-mode. Angemon and Angewomon were huge in this! I was excited to see the 02 digimon, but they mostly looked the same as they looked in the show tbh.

The Shibuya vibes, complete with Hachiko statue, were fun. Was 02 set in Tokyo? I honestly don't remember...

Seeing all those children running around at night without any worries about safety...must be nice, Japan.

When Omegamon "ran out of energy," I had the thought of like "can a jogress digimon die in the real world or would they always just de-digivolve??" I guess they'd never go that far for plot reasons anyways

Imperialdramon gets a new mode! Paladin mode, according to Google. Were these names in the credits or did they just decide things later for the TCG or something...?

We got the 02 theme inserted towards the end and even the OG show's theme as a ring tone. Really cute touch. (I was a little triggered to hear Bolero again for the millionth time though).

All in all I'm glad the 02 kids got their due in this style. Was it groundbreaking? No. Was it worth 30 minutes of my time? Absolutely!

[according2thelore]

📝pssst Lizzy I saw that you listed the AOS in some of your favorite movies! I loved them too but it seems like that fandom was kind of a flash in the pan. I miss it!

I have a deep abiding love for Kirk/McCoy from the reboot but only in the reboot! I agree Kirk/Spock is the choice for the original series. Something about Pine and Urban’s chemistry. They were so good together!

No worries if you’ve never really hopped into fandom for this and just enjoy the movies but if you do, do you have a ship there?

hello!! <3

the AOS fandom in it's heyday was FANTASTIC!!! i discuss this lower down, lol!

for those unfamiliar with star trek, the original 60s TV show ("the original series"/TOS) and the movies with chris pine ("the alternate original series"/AOS) are based on the same characters, while other "generations"/shows/iterations (like "the next generation" with picard, etc.) have different crews and ships (literal physical spaceships).

the whole movie series (AOS) wasn't "oh let's make TOS again," it was "what would TOS look like if one detail was changed," and this detail was the premature death of kirk's father (played by a pre-fame chris hemsworth, which is pretty fun!). by changing this, the whole thing shifts, and the trajectory of the lives of all of the characters changes pretty dramatically. it's quite literally an AU fanfic!!!! which is SUCH a fun concept i wish more reboots did!!!

i LOVE the AOS for so many reasons, but i think i kind of fall into the "love what it almost was/could've been" rather than strictly "what is on screen/what it is"

one of the main reasons i love AOS so much (particularly "into darkness") is its thematic shift from the TOS.

it makes sense why kirk would be on tarsus iv after the death of his father, it makes sense that spock has a bit of an identity crisis after the death of his mother, it makes sense that bones is so jaded after his divorce moved his daughter away, it's just delicious!

while one of the main incredible things about TOS was its earnestness and ownership of its hamminess (or shall i say, camp), i think some of it was to the disservice of its characters.

finding out about tarsus and the tarsus nine during a full-out shakespeare production? and it never really being mentioned again? strange. like...they fully had to eat people to survive (or if not, they had to do other impossible frightening tasks)...and kirk was a CHILD fighting to protect other CHILDREN. also SAM DIES? and kirk never really talks about him again after that.

so the AOS engaging more with the characters being scarred/traumatized was fun as an angst, H/C, and whump lover, lol!

i (unfortunately or fortunately, depends on who you are) am a spock/kirk diehard truther. any version of these characters are deeply in love/intwined in my head!

i particularly enjoyed pine's/quinto's chemistry (not to mention the fact they always talk like they're trying to smell what mouthwash the other used that morning)

while i tend to shy away from enemies/lovers (just not my particular cup of tea, usually), i think it's really fun that they explicitly placed them as adversaries that have to earn each other's respect and trust.

i think the closest we get to canon spock & kirk & bones dynamic is ST:ID, which is why it's my favourite. kirk is like "yes <3 i will break the rules <3" and spock says "...i'm calling the police" and bones says "i am breaking his phone in half bc we HAVE to break the rules here, jackass"

and i personally think it's so fun that they changed the death of spock to the death of kirk in ST:ID, and then proceeded to have spock try to beat a man to death with his bare hands--an act of grief and self-harm and revenge, given what we know about vulcan hands.

(also, while kirk is dying, "you had to know why i went back for you" and the ta'al kiss through the glass???? launch me into the SUN!!!!!!!!)

(small note, but i also think it's so interesting the default emotion for TOS spock is anguish (when it's forced upon him), but the default emotion for AOS spock is fury...like yes...tell me more, thematically...)

it's SO true that karl urban just has INSANE chemistry with all of his castmates. the spock & bones corporate bonding retreat in ST: Beyond was delightful start to finish.

urban's mccoy is one for the HISTORY books, truly! grumpy and loveable and dickish. i want to kiss him on the mouth; who said that?? that was weird. anyway,

the entire cast was just FANTASTIC. i especially adore zoe saldana as nyota uhura. john cho and anton yelchin were incredible choices for sulu and chekov, and simon pegg as scott was INSPIRED. even relatively background characters like winona rider as amanda greyson, indeed!! yes!! thank you!!

are there issues with the AOS? OH YES. YES INDEED. but the potential was there and fun and campy and angsty and i shovel it with a spoon into my greedy little writer hands. this movie series was like if they caught lightning in a bottle and then got scared that they did something so awesome and gently placed it on the ground (wow i guess i have a media type...spn is just...that as well...). it was still incredible, but i wanted more!

i deeply adore bones & kirk as best friends, and think their dynamic in the AOS is so inherently relatable and tender. i can definitely understand and respect your shipping of them! like...oh my god...they were roommates...(and also will do anything for each other, and have a deep, abiding respect and care for each other that is not akin to any other relationship they have)

i mentioned this once briefly a bit ago, but i have another account where i write all of my non-spn fanfic, and have a pretty well-loved AOS spirk fic over there. (some of the people in my real life follow that account and it'll change my life for the worse if they find our wincest blog, unfortunately.) i've been occasionally opening another spirk fic i've been working on laboriously for a year to lovingly look at the screen before being hit with another psychic blast of These Brothers That Want To Kiss and end up writing a hanahaki fic instead, lol!

some of the best fanfiction i have ever read--period!--comes from the AOS and the incredible writers there. these fics are spirk, so if that's not your particular cup of tea, i totally get it! but i thought i'd recommend some anyway for stray spock/kirk fans wandering through here!

shine like the sun --> imo THEEE AOS spirk fanfic; spock gets amnesia and the last thing he remembers is turning kirk in for the kobayashi maru

anything --> morally dubious spock tries to find comfort after kirk dies!!! yes!!!!

the bond --> A CLASSIC!!!! spock gets amnesia and assumes he and kirk are together...kirk doesn't correct him

please don't touch the vulcans --> christmas! and tarsus! yummy!

the Proposal AU one!!!

(if you want more of these PLEASE ask i have SO many recommendations, lol!)

i am so sorry!! this was so long!!!! THANK you for asking!! this was so long and i have no idea if i actually answered your question! i hope this was fun to read! (i spent like an hour responding and then editing my answers bc this was originally An Essay, haha!)

asking a girl about one of her hyperfixations will get her yapping (i once explained the entire series to charlotte on our kitchen floor at like 3 AM).

i am now going to go rewatch ST:ID, lol! <3

-lizzy

[b0kksu]

SHIPPING  INFO.  answer  the  following  for  your  muse(s)  so  people  know  how  shipping  works  on  your  blog.

What’s  your  OTP  for  your  Muse(s)?

Uhhhhhhhhhh....sukugo,nanago,gojohime, gego (I'm very picky how it's depicted tho)

What  are  you  willing  to  RP  when  it  comes  to  shipping?

MmMMMM I'm a flexible person but I won't write minor x adult, otherwise, angst, slice of life, ect but it must have a balance to it since too much of a good thing is just that

How  large  does  the  age  gap  have  to  be  to  make  it  uncomfortable?

don't be weird about age gaps, anything with minors is a no, otherwise satoru does well with older partners

Are  you  selective  when  shipping?

no and also yes, I need chemistry ooc or ic. I need to know that we're on the same page, vibing, and generally feeling one another. if not, it just feels like a waste of time between us. understanding, patience, but also comminucating openly with one another is a constant given. it's easier to say yes to a ship when someone is just as energetic or wanting to know you too. so, a bit of both! if we're vibing or our muses feel it, then hell yeah.

How  far  do  steamy  moments  have  to  go  before  they’re  considered  NSFW?

uhhhhhHHHHHH, grinding, heavy makeouts, nips are out then yeah it's time to hit that read more.

Who  are  other  muses  you  ship  your  muse  with?

there is a lot cross-over wise I ship satoru with I can't really name anything else in particular you just suggest a ship and yeah or no that's it

Does  one  have  to  ask  to  ship  with  you?

yes and no, we can always start things out with our muses flirting and then if you want a concrete dynamic plotting or IMing me is the best way to go.

Are  you  multiship?

Yes! But I tend to be mutually exclusive with those I am close to, otherwise, I feel it's just respectful I also ask for the same thing as I've had some nasty expierences with Satoru and his portrayal is incredibly precious to me.

Are  you  ship  obsessed  or  ship  more-or-less?

more or less obsessed with a good meaty ship, highly developed, very entwined with one another so a bit of both!

What  is  your  favorite  ship  in  your  current  fandom?

hNRHGHHHHHHHHH nanago, it's so deliciously angsty and precious I could go on but literally it's genuinely a fave, gojohime quickly became another due to the symbolism, sukugo because they're literally match my freak but freakier, ahHHHH then gego is fun on the basis I just want to know if these two were hooking up during the ten years apart lmao.

Finally,  how  does  one  ship  with  you?

beat me up in the dms by asking to ship, we can always begin that way, send in prompts, just interact and hang out ooc wise it's not complicated all I can do is say yes or no.

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