#this post is a salty mess but i hope it makes sense

[chris-hallelujah]

Home to Another One pt. 2 | c.s.

Link to part 1

Summary: FuckBoy!Chris hooks up with reader who is in love with him.

Warnings: Toxic!Chris, FuckBoy!Chris, oral (m receiving), cheating and infidelity, foul language, angst

Word Count: 730

Requested by: @jessie-essie

A/N: I do not condone or encourage cheating on your significant other, but I fear I am in love with Toxic!Chris. All ideas are my own, I do not give consent for them to be posted on any other platform. Please read part one (linked above) as this won't make as much sense without it. I do have some ideas for a part three if y'all want that let me know below!

<3 - Billie

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1:58 a.m. bled through the darkness of your room as you looked around confused. A banging on your front door woke you out of a deep slumber. You climbed out of bed and rubbed your eyes as you walked to greet Chris at the door. Sure you didn’t know it was him but this was his witching hour. You took a look through the peep hole just to be safe and opened the door meeting his gaze. He looked like a fucking mess. He didn’t wait to be invited in he just walked in past you. His hair was a tousled mess, his eyes were red, and overall the vibes were off. “Chris..?” You spoke softly, almost afraid to spook him. His eyes met yours and that’s when the smell of alcohol hit your nose, he was drunk.

“Walked here, needed you,” he mumbled as he crashed his lips to yours. You melted into his touch but managed to pull yourself away.

“You alright?” You asked as your eyes furrowed. You’d never seen him like this.

He looked down fidgeting with his fingers, “Molly and I broke up. Just wanna get my mind off of it,” he grumbled. You tried to hide the part of you that was happy to hear he was finally single. “She was so fuckin annoying and up my ass. Like damn, you make things so easy and chill, she was crazy,” he said. Your heart damn near exploded.

You make things easy. Was this finally going to be it? Could you finally have Chris all to yourself?

He followed you to your bedroom and quickly pulled your sleep shirt off and crashed his lips into yours. He was wasting no time. "Chris, are you sure this is a good idea? You just broke up with her. Do you wanna talk about it?" you asked concerned about his feelings.

He scoffed, "c'mon, ma, you think I was that attached to her? You know that isn't how I roll." He was right. You did know that, but deep down you hoped you could fix him. His lips found yours again as your hands met his belt. You were desperate to make him forget Molly and have you occupy his mind. He smirked as you undid his belt. "Good girl," he moaned softly as he helped you pull his jeans down.

You soon found yourself on your knees, Chris’ cock thrusting against the back of your throat. He was putting all of his frustrations into this. Your hand pumped what wouldn’t fit in your mouth as you gagged and struggle to breath. “Such a pretty girl, huh? Choking - fuck - choking on my cock like a good little slut,” he groaned out as he hand pushed your head closer into him. Tears flowed down your face and that only fueled him more. “God, you look so damn good cryin’ on my dick, ma.” You felt him twitch on your tongue before shooting salty sweet liquid down your throat. He stalled in your mouth for a moment and threw his head back. You slowly pulled off of him with a pop. He looked down at you smirking. Chris’ hands went under your arms to pull you up and laying you down on the bed. You hear his phone ding on the bedside table and you both looked over. Your eyes caught a quick glimpse of the notification as he reached for it.

Brittany😈

Heard the news. Need some comfort?😘

Before you knew it, Chris was typing back on his phone. A smirk has found its way onto his lips. He pulled his pants back up. “Sorry, ma, gotta run. I’ll get you back next time, promise,” he said, eyes never leaving his phone.

Your heart dropped. “You’re leaving?” your voice shook slightly.

He looked at you, "uh yea, sorry, gotta go take care of somethin'," he mumbled walking out the door. You hear the front door shut and let out a deep sigh. Not only did he not want to be yours now that he was single, but he left you for a whole other girl.

This had become routine for you now; Chris comes over, he leaves, you pick up the pieces. And it all just repeats. You pull the blanket over you as tears flowed down your face. He will always go home to another one.

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Link to part 3

[cerridwen007]

Scarlet Snowball.

pics above from pinterest used for aesthetic purposes only*

Pairing: Vampire!Joel Miller x f!reader (afab)

Word count: 1.2 k (18+) MINORS DNI!

Summary: You're on your knees for Joel when things get a little messy….not that Joel minds.

Notes/Warnings: SMUT, BLOOD, PWP, Nosebleeds, descriptions of sneezing/nosebleeds, blood drinking, cumplay, oral (m + f receiving), fingering, kissing, swearing, no y/n, sappy fluffy ending.

A/N: Hi yall, it's been a minute since i've posted any sort of writing, over 2 months, in fact. Many reasons why that is, I had a bit of a depressive episode november- december, that wasn't fun and then I sort of just had enough with feeling shitty and got my hours reduced at work, did things I had been putting off and planned a whole bunch of fun things. So yeah, this last month has been busy and eventful but good. I didn't do a whole lot of writing during that time, but I've finally gained some more time and motivation, so I'm hoping to get back into posting more regularly. Um, I may have come up with this at work cause I was late with a nose bleed…possibly. This is probably the freakiest thing i've written, and I kinda love it, so I’d say look out for more of these kinda fics in the future. Also, shout out to @toxicanonymity and @lincolndjarin whose fics i've been loving lately, and their darker themes in their writing definitely have inspired me to try my hand at it. Any interactions with my posts are always welcome and appreciated. Hope y'all have a great day. Love you! ❤️

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“Ah…fuck baby. Just like that. Fuck…… just like that.” Joel groans above you as your lips stretch to fit around his beautifully tanned and veiny girth.

You continually bob your head up and down his salty skin, humming at his deliciously musky taste. You're not in any rush to make him cum. Instead playing around with different paces, building him up hard and fast only to slow down when he nears his peak. He’s gradually become more of a whiney, mess as you work your magic on him. Your hands are always keeping occupied, either playing with his balls or stroking what of his length isn't in your mouth. His own hands gently caress your hair, ensuring it doesn't get in your face.

Suddenly, a horrible but familiar feeling graces your senses, a ticklish sensation building behind your nose. You quickly pull off Joel's still aching cock and sneeze, trying your best to keep your mouth closed. 

Joel brows instantly knit in concern. “Bless you, sweetheart. You're alright? You know you shouldn’t hold in ya sneezes. it's bad for ya.”

“Yeah it's just allergi-”you respond before sneezing once again, only this time you don't hold it in. But luckily managing to miss Joel with your projectile germs. Your closed eyes squint together for a bit as the sensation fades before opening them in horror to a crimson mess of splattered blood, speckled all over Joel’s cock and thighs. 

He looks down at your mess with blown eyes before meeting your gaze. You stare back at him with wide eyes filled with shock, which seem to finish him off as he begins shooting large white ropes of cum on your now blood stained face. Still in a confused haze you take a second before quickly reattaching your lips back onto the tip of his cock, not wanting to waste another drop of his liquid gold. A symphony of louder than usual groans and whines spill from Joel’s lips, blessing your ears as an irony, salty flavour floods your taste buds. Your nose still dripping with a crimson river, starts to travel past your chin down your neck and collarbone. Yet you sit obediently, taking everything he has to give, a perfect picture of a lover devoted to sharing their blood and soul for the pleasure of the one they love. 

Your brows screw together with concentration. You, not exactly, loving the taste of blood, just hold all of the swirling red and white fluids into your mouth till Joel finishes. He lets out a growl, one of pure lust, almost inhuman. As he lets his eyes hungrily take in the stunning sight of you, baring all, on your knees before him, as your blood drips all over your curves. He nearly cums again just from the sight. You only just now think to put your hand up to your nose to try and stop the bleeding, only to have Joel quickly grip your hand and harshly pull it away before hoisting you up to full height. He bares his teeth like a predator as his head lowers inches away from your’s. His chest rises and falls as he breathes in deep, the scent of your life force.

Joel’s lips crash onto yours, his grip on you only intensifying, as if the moment he lets go, you'll disappear. He licks deeply into your mouth, capturing your combined flavors onto his own tongue. A moan of appreciation is shared between the two of you as you melt into each other's mouths. His large hands grip your arms with such force, and you're sure to bruise within the hour. He devours you with such intensity, like he needs you to survive, which he does. You manage to pull back much to Joel's annoyance when your head starts to feel light. He takes the opportunity to lick his lips and revel in the taste of you. 

“So damn sweet for me, baby.” He purrs as he dips his head back down to now start licking up the drying blood staining your neck and chest. 

You moan as his tongue cleans the dripping vermillion from your chest. He pauses now and then to suck the skin into his mouth and softly bite it, marking you, his favourite treat. Your hand flys up to grip onto his dark curls, threading your stained fingers through the fluffy tangles. He consumes every inch of your skin covered in your bloody mess. Vibrations run atop of your skin from his hums and moans creating goosebumps, a clear sign of Joel enjoying himself. You whine when you feel his once again erect cock rub glistening drops of precome against your thigh. You latch your hand onto him and begin stroking, he bites harshly into your breast, pleasure surging through his veins.

“Always make me feel so good darling.” Joel moans against your skin, his tongue licks, soothing the marks he just made in your flesh. He works faster to clear the cherry coloured stains from your skin, getting closer and closer to where you're throbbing for him. Your hand releases his cock as the need to come yourself makes your head grow fuzzy.

“Joel please…please.” You beg him, not giving any specifics but Joel knows what you're asking of him.

He smiles up at you with a devilish grin before, fully sinking to his knees and grabbing your left thigh to place it upon his shoulder. He wastes not a single second before he starts devouring his second favorite substance in the world (second only to your sweet, sweet blood). His strong tongue delves between your glistening folds. You can't help but grind yourself on his nose, your clit being perfectly stimulated by his hawkish feature. 

“Shit Joel…fuck. You make me feel so good.” You whine, as his tongue licks hard over your clit.

He pushes the remainder of the pinkish fluids he had secretly held in his mouth into your dripping cunt with his tongue. He then inserts his two middle fingers into you to fuck it deeper. The pressure of his thick fingers thrusting in and out of you and his wet lips curled around your clit, has you quickly reaching your peak. Your vision is lined with stars as Joel works you through your peak. Your nails bite into his skin on his shoulders, leaving small red marks as the pleasure seizes hold over your entire body and mind. 

“Atta girl, just like that, wanna taste you over and over again.” Joel keens from between your legs. 

The room fills with squelching sounds, and your desperate moans and pleads grow more inherent as you grow overstimulated. Your knees shake and wobble as you try and gently push his head away when it becomes too much. He relents after placing a few lingering kisses to your pussy before standing, pulling your body close to his, ensuring you have some stability while you recover.

Your racing heart slows as you find comfort in the arms of your lover. You look up at him and place a soft lingering kiss to his reddened lips. He kisses you back gently before leaving a kiss upon the crown of your head. You rest your head upon his chest when Joel suddenly picks you up bridal style and carries you to the bathroom to get cleaned up. 

“I love you, Joel, with all my life.”

“I love you too, baby, forever, my love.”

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[devskindawritingblog]

Gingerbread Chaos

Lottie matthews x Reader

Summary: Lottie and you spend the holiday season together and Lottie is left alone with baking supplies.

AN: I’m finally getting to my little ideas for each of the girls and I’m hoping to post them all before Christmas but if they don’t it’s no big deal. This idea is honestly what made me want to start writing. Also Lottie’s text is in purple.

Lotties family has never been functional during the holidays. So it doesn't surprise you when they aren’t going to be there for Christmas…..Again. You decide to make the most of it and spend Christmas with her, much to her delight.

Lottie is happy she can celebrate the holiday with you. So she finally gets to do all the fun Christmas things. You already did most of the Christmasy things like snow angels, ice skating, and hot chocolate. But there is one thing she hasn’t done: make cookies.

There was a bigger snowfall, so you go outside to shovel off her front step. It’s the coldest it’s been all winter, and you’re all bundled up. You stand in front of Lottie's house, admiring your hard work. You come back inside, taking off all your winter gear and kicking off your boots.

“Aww shit” you hear Lottie say from her kitchen as you slowly make your way further into her huge ass house.

You turn the corner and find Lottie frantically rushing around her kitchen. There is spilled flour, eggs, and lots of sugar. Her skirt is covered with a light dusting of flour. She quickly shuts the oven and stops to catch her breath, looking up and noticing you standing in front of her. 

“Uh hi” she says sheepishly as she smiles.

“Hi, uh, whatcha doing? Trying to burn down your house?” You say with a confused laugh, making your way toward the kitchen counter, taking in her full mess.

“No, I was trying to make gingerbread cookies” she says, sounding quite upset as she pouts.

“I think you did something a little wrong, Lot”. “They look like they blew up in the oven” you say as you pick up a misshaped cookie. Lottie narrows her eyebrows and pinches your arm. “Ow! Sorry” you say, rubbing your forearm.

“I was trying to follow the instructions, but it's not working.” Lottie grumbles as she starts wiping some of the mess off her counter and into the trash can.

“Let me see it” you say as you walk over finding a cookie recipe with butter smeared on it. You grab the recipe and read it over a few times, looking for where she may have gone wrong. “It's just a normal recipe Lot”.

She huffs and walks over, to you taking the recipe as you grab a cookie to taste. Maybe they aren't as bad as they look, you think to yourself. You take a bite and are met with a very, very dry, salty cookie. You grimace and instantly rush over to her garbage to spit it out.

“Lottie what the fuck ?” you say as you walk over to her sink to rinse your mouth. “You need to tell me what you did to these cookies”.

“ Well, I put the spice stuff and the flour into the bowl” she explains, trying to remember all the steps she went through.

“ Lottie? We had a full bag of flour;half the bag is gone” you say, raising your eyebrow and turning to look at her. 

“It said 11 half cups”.

 “11 half cups!? Lottie, you do realize that's 5 and a half cups of flour”. You are absolutely shocked.

Lottie grabs the recipe, pointing to where it says 1 1/2 . and you sigh, burying your face in your hands.

“That is one and a half cups” you say as you turn to her, absolutely shocked. You knew Lottie was not good at baking, but you didn't know it was this bad.

“Ohhhhhhhhh, I guess that makes sense” Lottie says she is a little quieter than she was 5 minutes ago.

“And why is it so salty ?”. “It said 1 cup of salt” Lottie says as she shows you the recipe again. You read it and sigh yet again. “Lottie, baby, that says 1 cup of sugar”.

She grabs it and reads it over, realizing all the mistakes she has made. She huffs. During your conversation, you both cleaned up all the mess.

“I just wanted to make something nice; I never got to before” Lottie says as she pouts, seeming very upset about her mistake. You follow her into her living room as she sits down on the couch. You sit down next to her, taking her hand and letting her rest her head on your shoulder. 

“I'm sorry it didn’t work out” you say, rubbing the side of her hand with your thumb as you wrap your other arm behind her back.

“Maybe we could make cookies together, or we could just go out and buy some” You smile, fixing her bangs and kissing her forehead.

“I'd like that” Lottie smiles as she looks back up at you.

[max1461]

I guess...

I've made some posts criticizing the mindset/priorities of "tech people" recently, and I think I've been a little bit unfair. I hope it's clear by now that I don't have an inherent problem with people who value different things than me. But I guess I'm just a bit salty about this, for probably a couple of reasons.

I used to consider myself a "tech person", when I was a lot younger. As a kid/early teen (in the 2000s) I started learning to code, and I wanted to either be a game dev or a penetration tester when I got older. I spent a lot of my time in online tech spaces, of various sorts. And I remember a different tech culture. I remember a culture that was... what's the word, mischievous? Unruly? People who wanted to take things apart and put them back together again, people who wanted to break things and reverse engineer things just to prove that they could, people who valued, I don't know what to call it, fucking around? And people who did not want to be told what to do. That old(er) tech culture is where I learned most of my left-libertarian sensibilities in the first place. I guess it was "hacker culture", in the very broadest sense of that term.

But the "tech culture" I see today, even from people my age and of my approximate politics, is just not the same? It's so fucking self-serious. It's not playful, it's not rebellious. It's about Changing The World (i.e. reshaping the world in the image of tech people). That's what I dislike about it so strongly. It's big, it's universalizing. It's not "I don't want the Man to mess with me", it's "I want to invent the new thingamabob that'll reshape everyone's life in five years". Not that doing that is necessarily bad, but aspiring to it is... I don't know, troubling to me?

And here's where I have to talk about rationalism, because rationalism (I don't want to generalize unfairly, but let's just say... in a lot of cases) epitomizes this attitude to me more than anything else. This self-seriousness so extreme that it almost feels religiously-inflected. It's about the whole future light cone, it's about optimizing the timeline. I just, it makes me fucking uncomfortable to be around that kind of talk!

[This post, by the way, was prompted by the recent statements of Balaji Srinivasan, which are another prime example of the shit I am talking about]

And, look. I want this post to be understood as basically personal in nature. Whatever my political or object-level disagreements with Yudkowsky, Alexander, Srinivasan, or any others may be, I don't need to articulate those disagreements with an attack on their Weltanschauung. I think it is valuable that people with many different sensibilities exist in the world, and I think, like most any other, the sort of grandiose and zealous sensibility represented by the 2020s tech-adjacent intelligentsia probably provides worthwhile perspective in various domains. But I can't help resent it a bit, because it's pretty much as far as possible from my sensibility, and I feel like I just can't get away from it! It keeps showing up in places that I'm trying to spend my time!

Ah well. I know this was fairly critical, and if you're a big rationalist light cone type of person, I... am sorry for being so critical. I really do support you in Doing Your Thing, at the end of the day. I just wish the general set of attitudes I see from that crowd could maybe be a bit less totalizing, and a bit more friendly to other sorts of people pursuing other things under other auspices. I don't know.

Now that I've said my piece, I'll try to be less passive aggressive in various posts.

[mimicha-arts]

Wasn't even sure if I want to post it, but anyway. I like to be more objective, analyze everything and so on. But this is the last week - which means I will live in delulu. Just don't take anything seriously. This post is a mixture of thoughts, guesses, a little personal opinion, not a theory. It's about possibilities. To begin with, I must say that my expectations have unfortunately broken free, and I cannot keep them in check. I also hope that, as always, the final episode will be more than 30 minutes ;)

REMINDER SPOILERS for ep11/ep12/s2

Keep calm No one has shot Cheng Xiaoshi in this timeline (yet)

Possibility 1 If it's just one shot. There is a possibility that the shot is a trick, where the frames and words should be in a different order. First there should be a shot scene where Qian Jin is still wearing the bulletproof vest. Most likely, he will simply run out of ammo later.

If so, yes, Cheng Xiaoshi was shot. Yes, the bullet partially hit. In fact? It was a miss. By all logic, the events when Qian Jin does not have a vest are what comes next in chronology. He must be left without firearms, so he switches to hand-to-hand combat. At the moment when Xiaoshi raises his hand to strike, you can see that he has a wound/torn clothing in a very obvious place, but this is not a through shot. Also Lu Guang's words, as an answer to Cheng Xiaoshi's worries: "You're not better than me, anyway" - probably, this “similarity” reflects the duality of their wounds.

And it's gonna be just like this... Or. Possibility 2 There will be two shots. And even if Qian Jin runs out of ammo, Xiao Li still appears in the scene, he most likely has a gun. I'm not sure if they can put such a serious and important moment in a teaser, but.

Keep in mind that where XIao Li is, there is always an absolute mess (do we trust him at all, haha). Considering all the actions of the police, either the animation studio is really salty about police work in the real world, or the constant fuck ups is deliberate actions.

Although I think Li Tianchen's attention will be focused on Li Tianxi or Qian Jin... Speaking of XƎTЯOVerthink, we still have "Li Tianchen and a bouquet of flowers". He has a very strong motivation to “get it all back.” If he shot at Lu Guang, but Cheng Xiaoshi blocked him with himself, it would make sense.

Ok, maybe things will be different. Anything can happen.

Qiao Ling

Everyone already assumed - it came true, since in the opening her eyes lit up in an extremely interesting way, and now in the preview we see the activation of her abilities.

Considering that this is (probably) the second time we see such a scene, we can say with some degree of certainty that Qiao Ling initially did not have her own abilities, but upon the death of Li Tianxi, Qiao Ling received her abilities or activated powers which are more compatible with the inner “core” of Qiao Ling herself.

Again, I think she kinda fits the role of "healer" in the team. This may also be related to the fact that in collaboration with 花亦山心之月 one of her abilities was directly related to healing and restoring HP. If this was done on purpose a year ago, if collaboration lore is particularly canon and hints... Ohhhhhh :)

I'm not sure if Qiao Ling's abilities will be a "one-time opportunity" since it is unclear whether we will remain in this timeline/reality. Considering all the elements in her posters (hearts, the music player, stop button), I think she will have the ability to stop/freeze time in the moment. It is precisely because of the symphony of life, probably she represents a “pause” button.

Lu Guang, Cheng Xiaoshi and Vortex

Something has to happen. Everyone understands perfectly well what the fandom is waiting for. Everyone perfectly understands hints and literally directly said things (visually and with OSTs). But we are all afraid that this situation is a hoax. Ugh, me too. This is terribly funny.

But let's not forget. This is the essence of LinkClick. Confuse everyone, make them doubt and overthink, and then take the most literal and direct path. Because that's what the game is about. I like to think of s2 as a game with an audience. I would laugh that Lu Guang would just be a "normal guy", but (c)... Nah, I think he is an onion with many layers.

YES. I'm still confused by the circumstances of the shot in the ep 12 intro. But we have so little understanding of where the truth is that I will continue to support the most obvious and direct way to the end.

In my opinion: s1 events is the cyclical past but with changing circumstances/Lu Guang's attempts, s2 is the present in which a “vortex” will occur, they will switch roles, and s3 is Chen Xiaoshi’s stage of depression - so Cheng Xiaoshi will be the one who will face the destiny from the other side, either learn how to live without Lu Guang, either find a way how to get him back. If everything goes this way - everything in s3 will ultimately lead to an attempt to change the node of their meeting so that they never intersect, but this is completely mystical speculation based on foreshadowing.

Considering how Cheng Xiaoshi's abilities are developing, 12 hours is not his limit. That’s why I’m betting on time jumping/rewriting from Cheng Xiaoshi's side. This choice had already arisen before him twice. We are getting closer and closer to what this will lead to. I guess one of his main themes as a character is, can he remain “himself” until the very end? I am referring to 天真.

I'll accept any scenario, just in general knowing WHAT Director Lee likes to do in his works... Huh. Also this poster for s2 extremely strange “does not coincide” with themes is s2. Like, we discussed the cameras several times, the difference in reflections and so on, but there is one point that was barely brought up. At least I didn't see it lately, cause I'm kinda new here. They're here in their damn SCHOOL uniforms (校服), we never had a flashback or anything with this designs in s2. Well. Time-jumps into the past, at the moment of the “nod/meeting” on the basketball court, but now all events will go on behalf of Cheng Xiaoshi? Yo. Is it possible that we will see (s3) their “past” not through flashbacks, but through the prism of the present? This seems like a rather interesting idea to me. If we are considering "The Arrow of Time" here, all events are relative, and it's also possible.

Considering that we all know about the “dark-design!CXS” in the intro, it never matched his design in s1, and there is an obvious link between the seasons and the passage of time, where exactly s2 is the present, and the entire s1 is a continuous "flashback". I'm not a big fan of posting materials from the art books, but it's just bits… In concept sketches of scenes, Cheng XIaoshi has a dark design, like in his intro. His eyes are not black, they are kinda ligher, like yellow, so these are not concepts for s1 at all (I’m speculating) - these are probably his concepts for s3, reliving the events when the Vortex turns over.

Anyway. Cheng XIaoshi is going to take a burden. Therefore, it is easy to draw parallels in s2ep3, we all understand the context. The themes of promises. Also, the ring. He is character with the obvious path - he have to realize the truth, find out about everything and live with it, keeping the memories. Especially about one "forget-me-not" person.

This is my personal opinion and empty speculation. So, in overall:

Lu Guang's vision was a flashback, he took over Cheng Xiaoshi's abilities at the time of death and was able to rewrite the events, but it's not the same as Cheng Xiaoshi's time jumping in the past. The color coding can be anything, but since red-lilac (as connection with twins) and white went to Qiao Ling, and all the Easter eggs point to green, Lu Guang still most likely originally had a green-yellow color coding, blue for Cheng Xiaoshi, idk.

All of Lu Guang's knowledge of lore and abilities comes from his personal experiences - for me, he as a character is literally imbued with the theme of regrets and the severity of his own actions. We saw how much his emotional moments, worries and sincerity were centered around Cheng Xiaoshi in s1, and everything became completely straightforward in s2.

Difference in design - in my eyes refers to the fact that Cheng Xiaoshi from the past could not survive his “fate” in any scenario before this attempt. And Cheng Xiaoshi from this timeline is the only one who got the opportunity to “move further into the future.” There's a chance that the story will begin once again, but from a different, now “correctly chronological angle” , if we take it from the point of view in the intros, precisely at the transitional moment from s2 to s3. But at the same time, I think that they cannot completely destroy the current chronology of events.

A lot depends on the date of Cheng Xiaoshi’s birthday, so maybe when he crossed his “age limit” everything goes to an end. I will scream if this shot is not actually a happy return to the photo studio, but Cheng Xiaoshi's birthday celebration in the past.

What about Lu Guang? Well. We literally have lyrics for "The Tides" - if this ED won't spoil everything that happens, I don't understand the lyrics at all. I don't think Lu Guang's existence will be eradicated from the universe, time or reality now. I think the current version of him will end up dead/cut off by the universe from the current version of Cheng Xiaoshi.

Will my understanding of events deceive me? Very likely. I'm not sure of anything except one thing - I'm wrong somewhere. Especially because here I do not take into account the plot role of Hatman (we have no idea what he is trying to achieve and what his influence will be in this particular situation) Again, a friendly reminder - this is all pure speculation. Lu Guang is a mystical liar, and this is not a fair game. We're playing bingo.

But am I completely sure that Lu Guang is absolutely pathetic and miserable, that he is the person who, despite all his words and rules, could not let go the person he loves?

Yes.

Qian Jin

Honestly? I love what they did. Oh, it will be a sexy main villain with complex morals? He has his own vision of justice blah blah blah. No, we have a very dirty story here, some people just fucked up everything in their lives and everything in the lives of the people around them. “And what, everything was just like that, so useless, is that how the script works?” Ok, everything may change in ep12, but.. yeah? And I think that's great. Because that's how life works, too. One of the most terrifying experiences in life is to be around such people in power. I'm not making excuses for Li Tianchen's actions, but I have deep empathy for him - his life really was nothing but a nightmare. I have no questions about his logic or methods of “asking for help” - because he is a victim of abuse.

At the moment, it's the pure irony that Qian Jin always used everyone as tools, that even his "family" were never really on the same side with him, and in the end the real "tool" - is Qian Jin himself. In the hands of a Hatman. If earlier I believed that they could act as one (since I had other thoughts about Quede, and we also did not know Qian Jin’s motivation), now I am inclined to believe that Qian Jin never knew that he was just a pawn in someone else's hands. Also, that purple color is all around his figure ;) "Hatman" was never on the screen in present, but also always was here.

Twins

My bet is that they definitely don't fall out of the plot. Their role is too important, they must be included in the main cast to reveal the story arc of Hatman (here I'm sure he is Liu Xiao). If he promised Li Tianchen a meeting in the future - it will happen. Could he get a redemption arc? Perhaps. Will he be able to get his HE? I guess no. Hatman's words in flashbacks about his philosophy about hunters sound pretty straight forward. This will be a completely different antagonist, with his own philosophy and understanding of the structure of the world and society. But it's not entirely clear to me what path the plot is leading us down and what the final point will be. To what extent is our “main” antagonist really... the main “antagonist”, will Li Tianchen continue to follow the path of "destruction" or will he receive a redemption arch.

Given his background, it's possible, and I can generally see the possibilities for it, even considering that Li Tianchen was involved in a series of massacres. The different details of the murders and the broken chronology - I can get how this could theoretically be softened if it is divided who killed whom. Yes, we know that Li Tianchen generally had no problem stabbing a person with a knife. But I still don't understand the difference in murdering styles (also what's wrong with boots in some cases), considering that Li Tianchen probably prefers more planned and quiet methods (like murder-suicides). It probably doesn't mean anything, Li Tianchen personally confirmed that he killed these people, but I sense something strange here. For now, I cannot imagine, if Li Tianxi does not die completely, how the script will be able to maintain the right degree between drama and logic and at the same time not discount everything that happened in the plot. If events are rewritten, it all depends on what impact it leaves, whether this reality, where everything mattered, will continue to exist. But this is definitely not the end for all of them.

Hatman

I'm still firmly convinced that Hatman is Liu Xiao, not much has changed since my first post about him. Possible antipode of Lu Guang (was Lu An from the mini-series a subtle hint, haha). At the moment I'm leaning towards 3 ideas:

He is also a person with abilities and sees variations of the future that has not yet happened since childhood, which generally clarifies his mysterious phrases about possibilities and chances.

In terms of time, since all events are relative to each other, maybe he is able to move from the “present-future” to himself 7 years ago in order to “lead” Li Tianchen to the desired point in current events and correct the necessary course.

It's all part of a time loop, the events are rewritten, but he still has memories of them, which is why he can "correct" what happens when the "loop" of several years is repeated again.

What else am I sure of? He will have some kind of terrible background story with his mother, remember it. And, if we take into account another donghua from the same studio, perhaps Liu Xiao takes his “roots” and “references” from approximately the same character as Lu Guang himself - just each of them … adopted different features, references and archetypes. Because damn it, Liang Chao's legacy is real and I can't stop thinking about it - this is one of the characters from Tu Bian Ying Xiong: Leaf - his story and family situation have interesting points, especially considering some moments in the link click itself, which refer to Leaf's plot (same city, closing of a pharmaceutical company, some interesting easter eggs, all of it)

Photos from OP

I always wondered what was going on in all the photos in the opening. I didn't expect them all to be left with such intrigue until the very last episode.

We have two photos in the opening that are flying in the water, they are almost impossible to see because of the blur, I think that their meaning will be revealed this friday (same as diary). If the events were/will be rewritten, most likely it has something to do with these photos - the same two photos from the op, as well as in 3D scene.

Except for Chen Nan, there are a few more strange photos from the passage in the tunnel. More cases, covered bodies, a bicycle/bike handlebar or something like that... But I have no clear thoughts on them at all.

What are the main points?

Some could be picked up in episode 12 in my opinion. Or in s3, I hope they not fall into oblivion. I am not taking into account all the questions that left since s1, hello to April-September and Emma.

Qian Jin should probably die, his birthday present.

The real circumstances of Chen Nan's death, there is too much unreliable information.

Explanation of the circumstances of Chen Bin's death, since it's not confirmed.

Xiao Ma also will be choked on screen.

Did Wang Juan survive?

How exactly did the twins' parents die?

Context of Qiao Ling's abilities - will Li Tianxi be saved or not.

Where is Liu Min's phone, what is the danger of information inside

Some chances of hints for 7th case, maybe.

The boat / flipped phone / kettle, everything related to the time loop, why Lu Guang knew the place/left a photo. Why doesn't Lu Guang use his watch anymore?

Password, ring, call - these are not questions that will be answered immediately

Who will get the shot, in what timeline and how? If the vision shows different circumstances, what happened there?

What are the photos about, what is the book/diary from the OP?

We still hope and believe in Lu Guang flashbacks, if related to the previous points, then. Why do they need to use such "time machine" references -

Vortex in context, will time be broken completely?

Will circumstances bring Cheng Xiaoshi and Li Tianchen to some extreme point?

Why is there a photo studio frame with balloons?

Liu Xiao / Hatman as the main cliffhanger

Too much, probably. All thoughts are my delusions. Well. See you on Friday.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

Suga Ain't Sweet

This post is kinda 18+ so if you're underage please do me a favour and skip this one.

I don't do this ever, but I'm in a mood and I want to talk about Yoongi. He's my bias, if that isn't clear by now. I usually don't talk about him or any of my biases, because I know I sound deranged and definitely unstable when I talk about them. But I've been getting some asks, D-Day is around the corner and after those concept pics I'm here to give you a sample of what loco BPP sounds like. I ask for your forgiveness in advance, or you could, you know, deal.

Lol.

I'm streaming/listening to D-2, from the top of the album down, and I just listened to People play after Burn It, and almost came. That's why I'm here really. To tell you that man is so raw it's impossible to think he hasn't been getting some for years. Everything about Yoongi, from the kind of music he makes to the way his eyebrows move, screams to me he's a pro at playing hide-the-salami, Korean style.

Listening to Suga on D-2, he sounds the way salt and bitter tonic tastes. You get what I mean? He sounds like that gooey milky-white thing he's shoving into the song.

Suga ain't sweet.

And he makes sure you understand it.

He serves cock in every song. C.A.W.K. Nearly every song this man has ever made is filled with the most naked greed I've ever seen in a man. The most honest sort. It makes Yoongi seem more vulnerable than the rest of the members, to me. I mean, Namjoon and Hoseok are just as shameless but at least they moderate those impulses better than Yoongi, at least so far. Maybe in D-Day we'll see a more mellow Yoongi but somehow I doubt it lol. Jimin and Jung Kook sometimes give me the sense they have the potential to express their shadowed thoughts as well as the rapline do, but out of every member, Yoongi's approach is often my favourite.

To quote what I've seen another Suga bias observe:

"Have you noticed how the posters are having consistent glitch affects with D-Day having the most distorted version?"

I'd noticed the same thing, how that glitch in his album design has progressively worsened. In the past on this blog, I've talked about Yoongi's love for distortion: autotune, pitch and sample distortion, chaos and fragments are his favourite tools to play with because it's how he makes sense of the mess inside him. And even within that mess, I recognize that while self-loathing is one thing you'll occasionally see in his work, self-pity is a whole other thing he certainly has no time for. The result of Yoongi's process is cathartic release and progressive evolution towards a more whole and healthy version of himself. In his music, Yoongi breaks it all apart, fragments himself beyond recognition, kills his own alter-ego, to put it all back together again into something that feels more right, more honest, and more just.

Everything about his music feels very much to be all him, it's bitter and salty and nothing about it is sweet. Except the aftermath which to me feels like post-orgasmic bliss.

It's how I feel listening to the production on Burn It, which makes me almost grateful Yoongi has said he'll try out more acoustic / folk / classic rock sounds in his next project. Like yes please something easier to take in at once, cause D-2 is so heavy. It's so bitter and so salty. It's so him. So him it's difficult to take it all in at once. It's too big, too thick, too heavy… too much. But somehow it fits and it feels incredible.

I hope that Yoongi gives us sweet on D-Day, but if he doesn't please don't look for me, because I will be managing my sanity very carefully during that period.

Goodluck and godspeed to us all when D-Day drops.

(You're lying to yourself if you think you're ready for D-Day)

*

(I just... fuck, I'm such a goner)

[armando-triplepapito]

Now that I think about it, it's kinda baffling that Armando had Betty negotiate with the banks, especially when they couldn't pay on time and he was too stressed to deal with it, use her influence with the Bank of Montreal to get loans, pretty much seal business deals and get companies to agree to monthly payments plans beforehand, all he had to was show up and get the supplier to sign the contract (even suppliers expected her to be at the business meals sometimes) and pretty much handle all the finances, make sure debts, interests and salaries were getting paid, and on top of all, expected her to handle and grow Terramoda on her own. I remember Mario and him were quite upset at first to find out that Nicolás (and don Hermes) was involved and most likely knew everything. I mean she is incredibly qualified and capable, but only human and was already working many hours a day in Ecomoda and earning much less than Patricia 🥴. It's also very telling that she didn't need an assistant once she was the president. No wonder lawyer Santamaria was impressed and I think respected all the work she (and Nicolás) had done even if the rest of the board seemingly despised her.

Also, the fact that Mario was able to walk away scot-free is beyond me. He is the one that got in touch with the fabric's suppliers in Panamá that turned out to be smugglers. Granted, it was Armando who decided to proceed in spite of Betty's warnings that it was dangerous and risky. But this disaster is what pushed Armando to have Terramoda seize Ecomoda, but Mario never once felt guilty. He never accepted any responsability neither for the business mess nor for the damage inflicted on Betty. His defense always consisted on reminding Armando that he only proposed things, but he willingly went along with everything. Played on his emotions and hurt his ego constantly by asking him if was really that dumb and easy to manipulate. Honestly, he is one fascinating character.

I love that you are re-watching the show, your posts are really interesting. I hope you are a having a great day 😊

You’re completely right! I always wondered what exactly Armando would do during working hours since Betty basically handled everything! It really pissed me off when Armando and Mario doubted her intentions when they found out that Nicolas and Don Hermes were involved with Terramoda. Like how can you doubt her intentions when she’s putting 100% of her effort to keep the company afloat when it’s not even her responsibility! They seriously didn’t see Betty as a human😾 For someone who was afraid of losing their company, it’s wild how Armando didn’t develop new strategies to bring money in. I’m still salty on how they would brush off Betty’s idea on the franchise thing.

That’s just how amazing Betty is!! In my head, during the Embargo, Betty already had the function of president while Armando was the assistant it’s just the titles we’re switched 🤭 Santamaría was definitely a fan of Betty and Nicolas🤣

Ahhh!!! Seriously I have no idea how Mario left scot-free! I hated how the junta directiva would continue with him while they pushed Armando aside. They were both involved with Ecomoda’s ruin yet they never even said anything to Mario. I know disregarding Armando makes sense cause at the end of the day he’s one of the owners but wouldn’t you expect to fire Mario or something? Or at least demote him in some way? I hate how his only defense is that he only suggested ideas to Armando because it’s true! That’s all he did! At the end of the day it was mainly Armando’s fault for being swayed by his words. Like how you said, Mario is a fascinating character! He’s such a bad influence, you could even say he’s a bad person but you can’t help but to love him (well at least in my case)😔.

Also, random but, I read a fic where the author basically suggested that Mario got a hold of Panama’s suppliers to mess with Armando. I remember how Armando defended Mario (from Betty) calling him a professional and knows what he’s doing so to not worry about the transaction. As a professional and someone who worked in his field for years, wouldn’t you know right away that the business they were about to do was sketchy? Let’s not forget that Betty was basically new to all this yet she had a hunch that the Panama’s suppliers were bad news so wouldn’t you expect a professional like Mario to know right away not to do business with them? Idk i feel like Mario did use Panama’s suppliers to sabotage Armando. Anyways sorry for this random rant but ever since I read that fic I can’t help but think about it!

You think my post are interesting?! Thank you🥹❤️ I don’t have the brains to do character analysis (I’m an airhead) but I always have random thoughts pop into my head while I watch ysblf. I just want to share those random thoughts and have a laugh with the fandom. It makes me so happy that at least one person finds my posts interesting 🤧

Much love and have a great day🥰

[tarashima]

I'm honestly just gonna come out and say it, and I don't mean to dismiss anyone who disagrees with me (with some exceptions, but I know those people don't follow me, even have me blocked).

But I've despised and been deeply disappointed with the Revolver event in Duel Links. So deeply that I doubt I will ever pick up the app again.

Keeping rant under read-more.

While there were things that I genuinely enjoyed, like the music during Rev's duels, hearing Shunsuke-san again, Rev's beautiful sprite and receive a lot of goodies (like gorgeous sleeves and icons ♥), there were a lot of things I actively disliked, and those were too many to save this event and make it the funny experience I'd hoped for ever since VRAINS world was released (even announced, let's be real).

The writing felt off from the start, with a lot of things that were strange, especially since the story of VRAINS world has been marketed as a follow-up of the anime, a s4 we never got (or just second half of s3). A follow-up for me meant Revolver would take off where he ended: guarding the network and make sure everyone stayed safe, actively stopping something like the Lost Incident to ever happen again.

Seems like the writers, as well as the localisation team, had forgotten all that and instead went with Revolver's s1 persona, once again making him the antagonist that needed to be defeated to protect the Ignis (or well, just Ai). Not only that, they also took away any kind of character development Revolver went through during the last half of the anime. Something that was only made worse by the localisation team, who amongst many things made the deliberate choice of changing lots of Playmaker's dialogues about saving Revolver to be about Ai instead, as well as changing LOTS of Revolver's dialogues over all.

Another example of a thing that deeply pissed me off and completely crushed me with disappointment was the reference to the rain duel between Revolver and Soulburner. The writers wrote it as it never happened, while also simultaneously saying it did, in fact, happen, as they told the two variations paralleled with each other. Then they had it ended with what seems to be the shitty dub-dialogue (let's stop pretending it ever was a dub, it was nothing but a parody) and no conclusion for either of the characters. And I'm sorry, but what in the actual hell?!

They've created nothing but plot holes that won't be easy to fill in the future, telling a story that is such a disservice to Revolver's character while also not portraying him properly, not even in the original Japanese versions (I've seen so many Japanese and Korean fans being confused about this event as well, some even going as far as outright saying "I'm glad I still like him despite this"). The fact that there are people out there judging Revolver's character and actions based on this event is disgusting, and once again makes me say that you're all free to hate him as much as you want but this isn't even Revolver, you're hating a version of him that didn't exist in later canon. Calling it post-canon is an insult.

Even worse, all the other characters have felt like post-canon versions, with at the very least decent writing, yet it still making some sort of sense.

I saw nothing of that here, and I'll be forever salty about them messing it up so badly. You can use his second avatar as much as you want; if you deliberately keep him stuck in the season 1 mindset and actively ignores that s2 and s3 (except the last duel between Ai and Playmaker, as well as bits and pieces of the last duel between Revolver and Soulburner) happened, you're not giving Revolver a post-canon story. You're making up an antagonist to fit your purposes and only uses Revolver's face for it. And that's such a disservice to his character and I'll never forgive the team who worked on this event (except Shunsuke-san and the music composer, they did an amazing job ♥).

I still finished the event completely as well as maxed Rev's level (something I haven't done since DM and maxed up Yuugi), only because I love him. But the sadness I feel about all this can't be ignored.

Again, I doubt I'll ever pick up Duel Links again after this, and I said as much in the survey afterwards. I usually try to keep a somewhat friendly tone when filling in surveys after events, but this?

Ohohoho, they got to hear how badly they messed up. And I was not nice. Because they didn't deserve it.

I'm done. I hate it. Get the fuck away from me. I was afraid this would happen.

I'm sticking to the merchandise in the future. At least they know what the fans want/never thought they want but definitely wanted and appreciated. TCG bros can keep their rotten excuse of an app.

Also, as much as I love Borreload Datastorm Furious Dragon, you can't fucking label it SR when I got 10 copies of it, and wasn't alone in doing so. I've gathered less of NORMAL cards that I did with Borreload. Morons...

Oh, and I might as well mention how much it actually irked me to constantly put up with not only Varis but also Roken Kogami when those aren't the names that should be used. Again, it's not a fucking dub, it's a joke for people who the creators deem stupid. Burn it to the ground for all I care and never talk about it again.

[secretly-of-course]

@mistyfoxxy tagged me to post 5 unpopular opinions from 5 different fandoms—lmao I hope don’t offend anybody with these

1. Andi Mack: Kira did not deserve the intense hate she got from the fandom and I firmly believe she would have been redeemed in season 4 if we had gotten one.

2. The Owl House: okay. this might be controversial but. al*dar*us. I do not like them. I appreciate the comedy aspects of the ship but I truly cannot see them acting lovey dovey at all and tbh I don’t think they have a lot in common. Also Darius is sooooo out of Alador’s league idk what he sees in him. And I may or may not be salty that they got more canon confirmation than gustho but whatever

3. Miraculous: Ms Bustiere. I hate her. She’s terrible at her job and the way she reacts to and treats Marinette, Chloe, and Lila is so messed up and extremely misguided and I just can’t stand her. Gay rights and all but she sucks.

4. JATP: I’m sorry but the boys should have crossed over at the end. The whole coming back to life thing makes 0 sense and undermines the show’s theme of overcoming grief.

5. The Babysitters Club (Netflix): I don’t care how many people hc Kristy as a lesbian she is a romance-repulsed aromantic to me and I will die on this hill.

No pressure tags @kindofsortofmaybe @discogirlirl @illbeyourreasonwhy and anybody else!

[get-beaned-bois]

Companion reactions Fem!Sole being flirted with by the Diamond City Guards or anyone else really? Ur blog is so cute, im always super happy to see another fallout 4 fan join the fandom 💗💗💗

Aw thanks! 🧡

Here you go! (I'm writing all of these as after the companions have been romanced)

Preston:

Preston would be a bit miffed a jealous that someone is flirting with sole. He'd probably laugh and joke about it, but have an underlying tone of "f around and find out". Never directly, but subtle and quietly terrifing.

Hancock:

He woukd be super salty about it. He'd give the person flirting with sole a death glare and make a vague threat about knowing where that person lives and about how Hancock has...connections

MacCready:

Super sarcastic about it all. He'd issue an indirect challenge. 'How close do you think you can get?' Mac would be very b'tchy about it. He loves sole and doesn't quite know how to cope with the jealousy.

Nick:

"Hey slick, cut down the flattery. I already have the great honor of being this gal's guy."

That's it. Nick is pretty chill about it. He trusts Sole.

Deacon:

Oh he'd f with that person so much. Following them in disguise, a bullet barely missing them, stuff in their houses being moved around. All in good fun, to mess with them a bit. Deacon isn't worried about Sole, but he does enjoy messing with punks that hit on his gf.

Danse:

Glares and nothing more. He shouldn't let his feelings get in the way of his job. Post Blind Betrayal Danse would actually keep glaring, but be more looming. No longer concerned with a sense of duty to the BoS, he'd definitely feel more free to scare the civilian.

Piper:

I feel like she'd just stick close to Sole so the person doesn't try anything. She trusts Sole fully, but it'll be a good laugh to see her gf kick butt if the person does have the bad judgment to try something. Alternatively, she'd dig up some dirt on that person and publish an article about it.

Cait:

Tries to fist fight them. Immediately.

Curie:

She probably super oblivious to it at first, but once she realizes she contents herself with a simple confrontation. If the person still pursues, she makes the case to Sole who reassures her sweet little French gf that there's nothing to worry about.

Bonus!

Magnolia:

Writes and preforms a diss track. It becomes a smashing hit.

Des:

Brutally roasts the person. They can't show their face for another 200 years.

The Vault-Tech Rep.:

Sells them bad insurance

Did I forget anyone? Hope you enjoyed 🧡✌

[awildnoechu]

gulegardiner ha respondido a tu publicación: "#but then again the writers are cowards" lmao...

i feel the same way i was also bitter when quentin was talking to his dad last time and didn’t say that he had a family, he said about arielle and his son.. still bitter about it, i feel like people who write these lines haven’t even seen some episodes lmao

this deserved it’s own separate post because... yes, basically. i know a lot of people praise tm for it’s representation when it comes to queliot and while 3x05 and everything about them has been really good and hurts my soul in a great way they also manage to keep it vague enough to not really compromise on it, you know? nvm that the wlw has been severely lacking despite having many opportunities to do so

like the fact that you can easily interpret the 3x05 kiss as a one time thing by it not being something that keeps happening in that timeline and that it IS possible to think of eliot there as an “uncle” (i don’t, they were married and ted had two dads and that’s it for me tbh) always. bothered me. the fact that they didn’t get a goodbye scene before going to the castle like q got with jules and alice also bothers me. the het fest that was last night ep also bothers me.

they miss opportunities to stand up to these kind of things with lines such as the one you mentioned and it’s truly a pity.

[inairebun]

The thing about Shindou is that; he cares so so much. He cares too much. Raimon, the soccer team, his teammates and friends; he loves them and he cares about and for them so much. He’s known them for 2 years and he’s been entrusted with being in charge of the team already. They trust him to do the Right Things regarding the team and he knows this and he tries his best to make the right decisions for his team

And now there’s a new 1st year who comes around, crushes the first team (who are also most likely friends to him, most of them if not all) and then gets 10-0 against his team in the first half and none of them can do anything and he doesn’t have much choice either as it is. Like how do you get the one-up over someone who totally dominates you and your skills? Especially since it’s been made clear Tsurugi’s sent by Fifth Sector and they all know Fifth Sector = greatly trained specifically about soccer

And then your coach benches one of your two forwards (who’s also the most experienced, being a 3rd year) to put in a guy whose position isn’t even discussed yet, whose skills aren’t really comparable to anyone on the team (beside the dribbling, but dribbling does not make a Whole Entire player), let alone to the other team. He gets in the game and suddenly your teammates are getting hit by the ball hard and obviously to hurt them and you just. can’t do anything to help them and stop this because the other team is still better than you and they’ll keep on going until all of you break and give up

Shindou is angry and helpless and soon he’s the last one standing since the newbie got beaten up as well and he’s just. he’s frustrated, so frustrated because he’s supposed to do something, he’s the captain and yet he doesn’t stand a chance and there’s nothing he can do

And when Tenma asks him not to give up on soccer? He looks down at Tenma’s hand and he sees the Raimon badge on his shirt and the frustration reaches its peak

He lets it out and cries

He’s helpless and angry and desperate to protect his teammates; he wants to do something, he has to do something

Because he cares.

[vi-trying-to-survive]

Breakfast Scares

Stephen Strange x f! Reader

Warnings: Just fluff and some post-end game angst 💖💖💖

Summary: (Y/N) wakes up to an empty bed, unable to find Stephen, sending a chill down her spine.

A/N: I hope you guys like it 💕💕💕 This was a lot more angsty than I planned, but I think it was pretty good ���💕 and if you like my writing please feel free to send in a request, I love doing them !!

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Streams of light shone through the curtains, coaxing the woman who lay on the soft mattress from sleep. She huffed angrily, before turning around, her hands reaching and grabbing for the body of her sorcerer. Opening her eyes after 2 minutes without success, blinking rapidly to help them adjust to the sudden brightness. Peering around the room, her heart thumped fearfully, threatening to burst out of her chest, when she saw how empty the bed was, sinking only slightly under her weight, without the other warm figure that should be there, asleep, allowing her to snuggle into the crook of his neck, while he pulled her closer by the waist.

She quickly pulled herself out, mumbling to herself, “no, no, no”, throwing her hands into her hair, messing the already knotted strands up further as her eyes frantically scanned the room before her, “this can’t be happening, not again”. The sheets were tossed to the side of the bed, the only sign of him having been there, was the indentation that his body left in the white sheets. How could this have happened she asked herself, he was there went she went to sleep, arms wrapped around her body, tugging her towards himself so that she could rest her head on his chest, his steady, sure heartbeat lulling her.

Feeling tears well up around her eyes, she begged her body to stop them, not that it listened, the warm, salty liquid pouring down her face, staining her cold cheeks, as she ran through the narrow corridors, calling his name, only to be met with echoes of her own voice. Almost hysterical, she willed herself to go through the list of places he might be rationally, before truly delving into the darkness of her pessimist mindset. "Library, artefact room, kitchen", she whispered, over and over again, like a mantra to keep herself focused to the task at hand, trying not to let her anxiety get the best of her and make her useless to come to his aid.

One by one she ran through the curving, confusing pathways, her mind dizzy from the number of turns she made, finally ending up in the library, quickly looking around seeing the books scattered around on the tables same as they had left it the day before, crossing it off her list, lips begins to pull downwards into a grimace. Making a few more lefts and rights, she found herself in the artefact room, looking around in a frensy , seeing that everything was in its place, except for the cloak, whose case had long since been removed, after it had chosen Stephen.

But remembering that it often went off on its own to explore the nooks and crannies of its home, she figured it’s absence was not to be worried about.

She fidgeted with her fingers as she made her way to the last place on her list, the kitchen, picking at the piece of loose skin that hung at the edge of her thumb, hissing in pain when she pulled it back to far. As she walked into the space, the most heavenly smell drifted by her nose, bacon and eggs, but the only thing on her mind was the man that stood amongst the stove and sink, sleeves rolled up to his elbow, frowning at the burnt edges of toast on a plate. He turned around at the sound of a sniffling nose, sending her a sheepish smile, taking a confused step back at the force of her hug, wrapping his arms worriedly around her frame.

She encircled her arms around his back, tugging him closer to her, closing any gaps between them, her tears soaking the centre of his shirt, inhaling deeply, taking in his intoxicating scent of spices and old books, sighing in content.

Sensing her distress, he held her tightly, gently pressing a kiss on the top of her head, before pulling back slightly to take a look at her, disheveled and puffy, making his expression soften with worry, “what happened darling?”.

Wiping her eyes with the backs of her palms, trying to stop the flow of tears that poured down her face, “I- I thought- I thought that you disappeared”, she stammered out, her grip on him tightening in fear, “like during the snap”, voice quieting at the end of her sentence.

The edges of his mouth pulled into a frown at his own ignorance, forgetting how much of an effect the blip had on her, pausing for a moment in his mind, as he raised a hand to stroke her hair gently, on all of them he supposed. Cupping her face, he gently tilted it so that her gaze met his, as he whispered the words to her, “I am so so sorry”, the emotion behind them ringing loud and clear to her, “I will never ever leave you like that again, … never”, connecting their lips, moving in sync with each other, hear tears mixing in, creating a salty taste on their tongues.

Breaking the kiss for air, she sighed softly, laying her head on his chest, breathing in and out to calm her heart that was still racing with adrenaline. Pressing a kiss to the side of her head, he chuckled, “I was trying to make us some breakfast in bed”, gesturing to the mess in the sink and two plates loaded with eggs, bacon, hash browns and two slices of burnt toast each, making her giggle. Standing on the tips of her toes, curling her arms around his neck, placing a sweet kiss on his cheek, “thank you Stephen”, coming back down, she slid her arms down to his waist, smiling softly, tears on her face almost dry, “I think that can still be arranged”, as he grinned back at her lovingly.

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[multifandomwritings]

Hello! could you write something like how the MCU characters (the ones you write for) would react to you asking them out on a first date?? Thank you! ❤️

Sure, I hope you like it! I included characters from the shows too. Feel free to suggest characters! (There will be a second part because I gotta start splitting these longer posts up lol. If after the second post I'm still missing someone, let me know!) Also sorry if this is no good lol >_>

Marvel | How they'd react to you asking them out + how your first date would be (Part 1)

Loki:

- He will hit you with the sweetest smile when you ask him out. Feigns smugness, but see through it! His eyes would be so happy and wide 🥺

- He will be such an overthinker leading up to it. Absolutely the type to take a deep breath before approaching you because nerves, and probably mentally hypes himself up to feel confident

- A first date with Loki would definitely be memorable as he'd go out of his way to impress you. He'd plan it, and every choice would be catered to you

- Eventually he'll lose interest in whatever you were doing, as he'd be very conversational. Asks you a million questions, and listens to your answers so fervently that you can't help but blush. He is very politely mannered all the while and won't expect anything at the end of your date. If you surprised him with a kiss goodbye, he'd be a smiling mess

Matt Murdock:

- The sweetest. He might have some reservations about getting close with someone, but he'd still say yes. Admittedly, your intentions would be much of a surprise - his senses are heightened and such, so he'd pick up on your cues. Still, he wouldn't be able to stop smiling

- Chances are, a first date with him would be more of an unplanned, random thing. But if you did ask and you were making the plans, he'd actually adore being spoiled like that. He could definitely treat you to an amazing evening if he wanted, but being the one being treated and planned for would be a welcome surprise

- No matter what, a first date with him would be fun and casual. He'd manage to both put you at ease and make you laugh, and make you just the right amount of nervous and fluttery (all while smiling to himself because he is completely aware what sort of effect he has on you)

Frank Castle:

- He'd be hesitant. He'd want to, but his first instinct would actually be to say no. Of course, he wouldn't be able to resist, especially upon seeing you flush up from embarrassment during the awkward pause between you asking and him saying yes

- You'd have to be pretty close with him to get this far I think, so at this point feelings would already be pretty well established. You'd be on his mind constantly and you actually asking him out? His mood would be massively improved, to say the least. He's actually smiling!

- The date itself would be casual, sweet and fun. Frank is down to earth and relaxed, and probably wouldn't be one for something fancy - unless you are, of course. Diner dates, walks around the city, and endless conversations. Definitely has a funny streak and will surprise you by making you laugh a lot the whole time

Billy Russo:

- No doubt he'd make you nervous when you asked him out, smiling smugly and making your heart race. He'd agree of course, flirting heavily all the while

- A first date with Billy will be a mixture of fun, romantic and tense. No matter how calm and collected a person you are, he'll easily manage to make you a nervous wreck with his intimidating and flirtatious personality. Seeing as he has a wicked streak, he'll be very aware of it and it will 100% be intentional

- He can just as easily get you to relax however, completely changing his tone and easily making you laugh. The date itself would be surprisingly relaxed too, and probably catered to your tastes and interests

Wanda Maximoff:

- Confidently agrees and happy you asked. Will be in a good mood up until your date, smiling anytime she remembers

- The first date with Wanda would be pretty casual and intimate. Probably something like walking around together in the evening and stopping to look around shops while talking together. I think Wanda is the type only to only agree to this if you already have established feelings for each other. That having been said, there would still be some amount of awkwardness since you're now both actually acting on them. Giddiness, butterflies, blushing, etc. Uncertainty about where you stand so you'd be mutually hesitant about how to act and what to say, not wanting to make things awkward. Cute :')

Sam Wilson:

- Instant smiles and smug eyebrows. Agrees without hesitation of course:)

- A first date with Sam would be really fun and easy-going, I think, similar to Wanda. He'd put you at ease and you'd both get so caught up in conversation with each other that you'd probably focus more on that than anything else

- Not much would happen outside of that, I think, as he'd be more interested in getting to know you better than anything else. Really patient and sweet, and though he'll definitely flirt a lot, he'll make you feel special with how curious he is about you and how attentive he is to you and your interests (the type to remember something you brought up on your first date several dates later)

Steve Rogers:

- He will appreciate you asking tbh, and won't be able to stop smiling at how cute and eager you look. Happily agrees!

- He's classic and such so he'll bring you flowers of course. But plot twist! You brought him flowers too. Will not stop smiling because of this. You'll have him wrapped around your finger after that

- A first date with Steve would be romantic - a table in the back of an intimate, nice restaurant while you talked away. He's good at making you blush, and believe it or not, so are you with him. If you walk around for a while afterwards or he walks you home he'll hold your hand, eyeballing you to make sure it was okay first and smiling when you slip your hand into his

Bucky Barnes:

- You catch him off guard and he gets nervous! Agrees quickly without a thought because yes he wants to but also because he just blurted it out because he's nervous. Awkward laughter and nodding along while you make plans. Very happy and can't easily hide it

- Similar to Steve, he'll definitely bring flowers and be all old fashioned and sweet, though he's a little more casual about it

- Bucky is a bit reserved, so he'd be nervous and a little withdrawn the entire first date, especially if he really liked you. He'd be sweet and polite, of course, but it would take a few dates for him to open up. After your first, he'd probably feel bad because it didn't go how he wanted but if you're patient he'll open up a little more with each date (even if he doesn't show it at first, you make him a flustered mess each time and he'd really enjoy himself)

Tony Stark:

- Most likely Tony will be the one to ask you out. If you beat him to it, it will only make him like you more, as he'd like your confidence

- It could go one of two ways with him. Either he plans it, and you're in for a night of over-the-top gestures and fanciness, or you do and he is a little salty (but also secretly smitten and pleased) that you chose something more low-key and traditional

- He'd be surprisingly nervous and would over-compensate by trying to impress you a lot the first time you went out together (also rambles a lot). If you ~subtly~ encourage him he'd relax, appreciating and liking you all the more for it

Agatha Harkness:

- She'll be pleasantly surprised when you ask her out. Cue eyebrow wiggles and a devious grin. You pick the time and place!

- She isn't picky. After all, what you're doing doesn't matter half as much as the fact that you're on a date to begin with. She'll make the most out of anything. Dinner, movie, whatever you like

- Though I feel like she'd probably enjoy something a bit more active and would make you laugh/smile a lot in the process, to her satisfaction. Skating, arcade, anything like that. She's kind of chaotic but it would be cute!

[gingeraleluke]

𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘀

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: tom holland x fem!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: your boyfriend got home just in time to watch his most recent interview on tv with you.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: swearing, nothing just fluff! :)

𝗔/𝗡: this is my first time writing for tom so i hope you guys like it!! <3

this is based on the spider-man: far from home interview with jimmy kimmel!

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the young girls heart was silent for the first nineteen years of her life. nothing but a faint heartbeat and some clouded thoughts of little to nothing inconsistencies. from the moment she first opened her eyes as a baby, separating her fingers and spreading her toes while her newly polished eyes tried making sense of her surroundings, to the ripe summer when her mother insisted she become a camp counselor to succumb enough money to buy her very own long-overdue car. the girl felt nothing.

the teens she longed to be alike were a mere hourglass, y/n a shadow. portraying their success and growth without mirroring any of her own, she felt like a weak duckling surrounded by marvelous swans. she would spend her youth watching blondes fall for brunettes on television, plopping popcorn into her mouth while pressing rewind on her favorite romantics, watching the way they would look at eachother and move with one another. she never thought she could be able to experience that. everything inside her was too quiet, too plain.

and then she met tom. it became loud, too loud, and she loved it. everything she thought she could never achieve, she achieved with him. her colorless days no longer existed and she fell deeper and deeper in love with him everyday.

switching the tv from some medical soap opera, y/n sat on her couch. she wore nothing but a plain bra and a pair of baby blue satin shorts. normally, she’d cover up more, especially if she had company over, but tom was a different kind of company and a comfortable one at that.

“THOMAS HURRY UP!” she could hear her boyfriend yell a faint, “i’m coming,” through the noise of the water running. shortly after, the shower stopped as y/n scrolled mindlessly through her phone, impatient.

she expected to see her boyfriend walk out of the bathroom, a trail of steam behind him, but instead she heard the loud roar of a hairdryer.

“for fucks sake-“ her mouth was lacking the salty and buttery flavor she craved so she took the opportunity to use her time by putting some popcorn in the microwave while her boyfriend blowed out his hair.

as she watched the minutes on the timer go down, the machine dinged as she grabbed a bowl and poured the snack inside it. she made her way back to the bench sofa and extended her legs out on the grey island cushions. the lace on the trim of her shorts tickled her feet as she folded her legs. “TOM HURRY THE FUCK UP, ITS ALMOST STARTING!”

the girls mouth was full as she yelled, losing patience with the boy. “IM SORRY, IM COMING!”

minutes later, a shirtless tom holland, wearing nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist, appeared in their shared living room. the girls eyes grew big, his doing the same as he took in her taboo and exposed form.

“what- tom! you haven’t even gotten dressed yet?!”

“well, neither have you, apparently! plus, this is pretty comfortable, is it not?”

“tom-“ she warned.

“i got it, i got it..” his bare feet slapped against the hardwood floors as he quickly ran into their bedroom and retrieved his clothes. he came back out wearing a black t shirt and a pair of light blue sweatpants.

“KIMMEL IS STARTING!” she pointed at the tv and looked over to see tom bounce down onto the couch next to her, sprawling his legs out like she had done earlier.

“baby, that’s just the intro, i’m not there yet.” she peered over at him.

“who said i’m watching this for you?” he turned his head and made a sarcastic face.

“yeah, sure..” he mocked.

“WAIT, i need my blanket! go, get it, i don’t want to miss this!”

“y/n, it hasn’t even started yet-“

“now tom!”

“but what if i miss it!”

“you were there, you already know what happens-“ you lightly shoved his clothed knee and he sprung to his feet, so fast that tessa jolted up and ran after him.

“tessa! calm down!” the dog didn’t listen and continued following her dad, panting the whole way back.

once they were settled, jimmy announced his upcoming guests before a quick commercial break.

“quick, my ass..” she muttered.

tom stifled a chuckle. “why are you so bent up about this? you’ve seen my interviews before!”

“yeah, but i’ve never been able to actually watch one with you! it’s like… an entirely different experience!”

he didn’t believe her. “are you sure that’s the real reason? or is it because you just want me to give you secret info on the film, because love, you know i can’t do that, not after last time.”

she placed a hand on her chest playfully, “tom! i would never, how could you think of me like that?! as if i would ever do such a thing!”

“mmhmm..”

the commercials came to an end and y/n looked up to see jimmy start announcing the cast.

“shit, oh my god, it’s happening.”

“shhh, calm down!” tom laughed, placing a hand on your shoulder, his other arm sprawled out behind the frame of the sofa.

“how can i keep calm!? my fucking BOYFRIEND is about to be on tv! you know how many people can say that they are dating spider-man? like, no one!” her knee was bouncing and she couldn’t contain the excitement. watching someone on television while sitting in the same room with them was a rush she had never felt before.

she was loud as hell inside.

“please welcome, tom hol-“

“WHOOOOO, YEAH!!” she started clapping dramatically and stood up for a quick second, her eyes glued to the tv as she watched her boyfriend appear, while her actual boyfriend sat there laughing at her excitement.

they did a stupid elevator bit, before him and everyone else walked up to their chairs.

“really, tom?” his dark eyes flickered to hers. “what?! i thought you would like it, it’s funny!” she rolled her eyes and smiled, thinking to herself: my boyfriend is a dork, even on national television.

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“oh my god, you all look so good.”

“i know, right?”

“look at jake!”

“yeah-“

“look at zendaya!”

“i know-“

“OH MY GOD LOOK A-“

“OKAY Y/N, i get it, everyone but me is attractive, thanks. you’ve made it pretty clear.” he frowned as you gushed over how good his coworkers looked.

“yes, tom! i think you look awful, that’s why i’ve been dating you for the past four years, because i think you are ugly.”

he looked at his girlfriend, uncertainty in his eyes.

“oh, come on, i’m joking! you’re beautiful, come here.” she grabbed the side of his head and pulled him over so his head was laying on her chest. she began to play with his hair while watching.

“so the trailer came out, the trailer got like 135 million views within the first hour-“

“yeah it did!” she exclaimed, her fingers busy in his hair.

“see, i didn’t know that then.” he muttered, his brows furrowing together as tessa looked up at him from y/n’s lap.

“well it’s no secret, i’m not very good at instagram.”

y/n bursted out laughing. it wasn’t even that funny, but all of her emotions where heightened in this moment.

“oh god, i know where this is going.. this is the zendaya story isn’t it?” you smirk down at him and he lifts his head to nod at you.

“i knew it..”

“i basically.. forgot to post the trailer.”

“that’s bad.”

“yes jimmy, yes it is.” she couldn’t contain the snickers leaving her mouth and tom protested against it.

“listen, it’s difficult for some people, okay!”

“mmhmm, whatever you say baby.” she remembers distinctly, waking up and asking her boyfriend why he never posted the trailer, which caused him to wind up into a frenzy and immediately contact zendaya for assistance.

“well, you wouldn’t tell me how to!”

“tom, you’re a grown man! you should be able to figure that out yourself, peter parker.” she leaned over and kissed his cheek, his arm wrapped around her.

“so you’re IT for the team?”

“yeah, y/n, making poor zendaya the it for the team-“

“oh, shush, it was funny as fuck. but not as funny as the time you spoi-“

he placed his finger on her lips to quiet her, “oh, stop it!” she giggled in response.

she watched as zendaya recalled the moment she had to screen record how to delete an instagram story for him, which was another thing y/n refused to help him with. sure, she loves him and all, but watching the panic on his face as he realizes that he messed up, always cracked her up. especially since he brags about how ‘tech savvy’ he is for his age.

“it’s not my fault you’re a grampa!”

“yeah, we’ll, you’re dating a grampa!”

“true, i am.”

her hands reached towards her blanket as she put her popcorn bowl down and laid the covering over her and her boyfriend. the grey weighted blanket matching the couch perfectly.

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“okay, wait…why are you guys still in highschool?!” y/n had paused the program to engage in a very serious and heated discussion about the aftermath of endgame which led up to the beginning of his new movie, far from home, which had yet to come out.

“i mean.. it’s five years! i’m so confused.” tom sighed, placing his hands on his knees, he sat up straight. “like i said in the interview, y/n, i don’t know.”

“well… ask the russo brothers! i mean, jacob is right, that’s a huge plothole!”

toms eyes sparkled as he looked at his lover trying to make sense of the whole thing.

“i… i don’t even know what to say right now. my whole life is a lie!”

“okay, let’s not get too dramatic here-“

“NO, tom! as an avengers fanatic, i need to know!” she gripped the hem of his shirt and tugged, his body jolting forwards.

“tell me!” she shook him as he laughed and tessa barked.

“i don’t know, baby!” she frowned slightly and looked at her boyfriends amused face.

“i’m dating spider-man, you’d think i’d get the inside scoop.” she rolled her eyes and placed her legs back up on the cushions. tom leaned over and looked her up and down, flickering from her bare chest and her eyes. he leaned into her neck and started planting kisses. “i’m sorry, i will be sure to ask someone at marvel for you.” she smiled sweetly before thanking him.

“has everyone seen avengers: endgame?”

the girl rose to her feet, the blanket stuck to her bare legs. “yes, jimmy, i have! i saw my boyfriend get dusted right before my fucking eyes!”

tom remembered the first time he watched the film with her. it was hard for him to keep it under wraps and while he did end up telling her some spoilers, he kept out the whole ‘death by thanos’ part.

“okay, calm down little one.” he reached his arm out to pull her down, back to the couch.

“tom, baby, i know you like.. could get in trouble for it but-“

“y/n… not this conversation again.” he put his hand up to his forehead, two fingers on the bridge of his nose. she knew that if she prodded and poked in all the right spots, that her boyfriend would give in. that it just took a little push for him to confess all the dirty details of his new blockbuster.

“come on! i am begging, tom- i have so many questions, can you blame me? i mean… mysterio, like.. what’s that guy all about?! he’s a villian right?”

“well…”

“a hero?”

“definitely not.”

“antihero?”

“not exactly-“

“UGH, tom! you are killing me here.” she whined, putting her hands on his chest as the paused tv shined upon his features. “please give me something… anything.” she trailed her fingers down his chest, tauntingly.

“anything?” he smirked at her.

“yup. like… maybe just exactly what jakes character is? i mean, i remember him telling us at dinner that time, but that was barely enough, i mean.. there’s gotta be more right?”

“go on.”

“and mj, i mean.. is peter finally going to ask her out? baby, so many questions, i just have so many.”

“well… i guess i could tell you one thing..” he tempted her. her lips twitched upwards as she pressed her forehead against his.

“mmhmm?”

“i could tell you that… the ending of the movie?”

“yeah..”

“is fucking fantastic. really, it’s brilliant babes.”

“because?”

“you will just have to see-“ he was cut off by his girlfriend hitting him in the face with a pillow.

“FOR FUCKS SAKE TOM-“

“quiet down! you are going to get tessa all going..”

“sorry…”

a moment of silence passed as tom squealed, “for fucks sake tom!” in his best high pitched, y/n impression possible.

“shut up!”

the two laughed before she clicked play.

“you look so good here, tom. it’s so weird like- i’m sitting next to you-“ she pointed at tom, “but, there you are on tv!”

“you are just realizing this?”

“well, it’s like inception!”

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“i was told, it was a wedding!”

her chest boiled with anger as she quickly hit pause. “NO BECAUSE, fuck you for that! i remember being all excited, thinking tony and pepper were gonna have a beautiful wedding, only to see hes fucking DEAD.”

tom couldn’t hold in his laughs. “i’m sorry, i didn’t know!”

“well it’s pretty obvious, tom! everyone’s sad and in black, baby, you really are an airhead.”

“hey-“ she cut him off with a kiss to his lips.

the two cuddled up while watching the interview, small laughs leaving their bodies.

“like, zendaya! when did you find out how endgame ended?”

“oh, i remember. me, jacob, and zendaya were all in a facetime call freaking the fuck out, while my boyfriend over here, was chilling like nothing was wrong.”

“you guys were in a facetime call?” he questioned.

“yes! i was heartbroken and i had gotten a call from z who was clearly also upset!”

“well, he’s fine clearly! i mean, i wouldn’t be in far from home if peter was dead, right?”

she looked up at him, his heartbeat still lingering on her skin. “so you can tell me that you are still alive, but you can’t tell me about jake gyllenhaals character?”

“well, it’s a given! obviously peter is alive!”

y/n groaned, her head now resting on his chest.

“dating a superhero is difficult.”

“aww, poor darling, i’m sure it is.” he peppered kisses along her forehead.

“hey! you ate all of the popcorn?!” tom was flabbergasted, his voice heightening a few octaves.

“yep, and what about it?” her tone dripping in sass.

“i wanted some, for one!”

“too bad, maybe if you would spill the deets on far from home, you’d get some of my popcorn. hell, tom, if you confess right now, i’ll make you a whole bowl!”

“no.”

“well it was worth a try!”

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“i can’t believe it’s over.” the house was completely silent, the only thing audible being tessa’s light snores.

“i’m gonna miss that guy..”

“baby, i’m right here.” he placed his hand at the small of her back, looking at her lovingly.

“i’m talking about mysterio.”

“oh, yeah, great!” she giggled at his response. “he’s just so hot, tom! way hotter than peter-“

“yeah, maybe if you think manipulation is hot!”

her mouth fell agape at his words.

“what?” he said, oblivious to the screw up he just made. she smiled widely at him as he slowly was hit with realization.

“oh, fucking damn it!”

[spideyspeaches]

Valentine ↬ p.p

A/N: this is so self indulgent and also happy Valentine's to the EST/PST timezone!!

If you saw me reposting this because I posted only half of it, no you didn't 🤔😘

Wc: 1.6k

Warnings: mentions of gummy bears (the one with cannabis), smut (mentioned) Mopey Peter XD

Summary: Peter Parker wanted to spend his Valentine's with the most beautiful girl in his college. But him being him, he chickened out last minute from asking you out, completely ruining his mood. Thank god for his roommate though and his girlfriend though. (This fic makes no sense nsdjjsjfj)

Pairing: College!Peter Parker x Reader (18+)

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Peter looked at the window outside of his room, the pitter patter of rain reverberating in his eardrums as he sunk down the soft mattress with a sigh.

One could say his sullen mood was because of the dull weather outside in New York city, or it could be because he didn't have a date for Valentine's.

It wasn't often that one caught Peter Parker sulking because he didn't have a Valentine date, it was a rare sight.

There was this one time he had asked Gwen Stacy out during the senior year of high school, but she ended up moving out to Oxford before they could celebrate the fourteenth of February. Things didn't really work out with Liz because of her dad and MJ, well he ended up becoming her awakening factor about her sexuality. He respected that, absolutely, he was even honoured that he was the reason she had the guts to come out as bisexual.

So he didn't really keep his hopes up in the dating department, up until he met You in college. MIT had a huge campus, and Peter Parker was ready to kiss the fates just for making him bump into you, the most beautiful girl he had ever come to know.

Call him dramatic because there are of course, other girls who were just as beautiful and attractive as You, but in his eyes, You were the most beautiful human to have ever walked earth. It was the sway of your hips and flick of your wrists that had him, capturing his heart enough for his brain to malfunction in your presence.

It was a shame that he hadn't asked you to be his Valentine for today's party. In his defence though, You didn't really know him well other than as a classmate, or your roommate's boyfriend's roommate, and he was a naturally shy person. He barely had the guts to talk to you when you were sitting right besides him during class.

"Come on man, how long are you going to sit there moping? You know I would ditch today's plans for you right? Claire would understand." His roommate, Cade said.

Cade had always been his best friend next to Ned (no one beat Ned in this race, god he fucking missed him. He missed May and Tony and Pepper and Morgan and Rhodey and the list went on and on, he was sad for another reason now).

"Okay Candace." Peter muttered, not looking up from his bag of gummies. He had a feeling they were stoner patch ones, but he didn't care. It wasn't like they were going to affect his metabolism anyways.

What he did care about was that he wasn't on a date with you today and it was completely his fault. He had been a bumbling bambling baffoon when he had gone to ask you out in the least cheesy way he could think of, and had ended up stuttering something along the lines of "roommate" and "date", just as the bell rang, cutting him off like the little gremlin it was.

"You know that's not my name Pete." Cade muttered, stealing some of the gummies before scrunching his nose and spitting them out with a muttered curse.

"Do I look like I fucking care?" Peter grumbled, wiping the lenses of his glasses on his sports t-shirt, nearly chucking them across the room when it just smudged the stain, wiping it with his cotten bedsheets instead.

"Well you gotta get up anyway, Macy's is having a special offer for the singles tonight." He said, snatching the bag from Peter's hand, who's scowled at him before flopping on his bed with a groan. He was definitely starting to feel the effects, but he knew it was temporary, probably would last an hour before he was back to his mopey self.

"Why do you have to remind me that I'm single when you have a girlfriend yourself?" Peter groaned, dragging a hand across his face, a murderous expression on his innocent little face.

"Sorry man I'm just trying to cheer you up! You know what? Come with me, I'll take you to Claire's dorm and then you can have a sleepover with Y/N, you can even play doll dress up but for the love of god, get up from that bed. How long has it been since you washed those sheets? They stink!" The darker man said, his voice taking a higher octave, pulling him by his leg to drag him out of the sheets.

Being the little shit he was, Peter scrunched his fists in the sheets, nearly tearing the seems off.

"I'm not five that you're setting me up on a playdate with your girlfriend's hot roommate."

"Well you're acting like you're five right now, and I will call aunt May if you don't get out of here right fucking now!"

"Okay okay jeez Candace calm your man tits will ya." He rolled his eyes, sitting up with a wince as his head gave a pound, the aftereffects already setting in.

And that's how he found his way through the girls dorm, with his roommate by his side as Cade navigated through the empty hallways, eerily silent in contrast of the loud banger music playing in the club below.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Peter whispered, clutching onto his friend's hand as if his life depended on it, the smell of wet grass and mud distracting him from his thoughts. The girls dorm had a really pretty garden, and he admired it as much as he could from his window without feeling the judgmental stares of the girls thinking he's another one of those pervs.

"Your over thinking is going to give you premature ulcers." Was his only response, flicking the doorbell you had installed in your dorm.

He swore his breath stopped when he heard the tell tale click of the door hatch clicking open, your face peeking out of the door as you let them both in.

You would be lying if you said that your heart didn't speed up when you saw Peter Parker standing outside of your dorm.

You weren't the kind to get jealous easily, but you were envious, maybe even a little (only a little, a little pinch) jealous of your roommate for having a boyfriend. You didn't usually pay attention to your relationship status, but you were only a little salty about the fact that you would not be spending the day of love with the person you've been in love with since you entered the campus of MIT.

You had thought of asking him out several times, saying fuck to gender roles, only to back out last second because you were not sure you would last a second without melting just by looking at his brown puppy eyes.

You gave yourself and him a last chance, hoping either of you would make a move to at least ask each other out on the fourteenth of fucking February, only to be disappointed when that didn't happen.

So you were excited when your roommate told you that your long time crush Peter Parker and you were going to be in the dorm together (alone), heart beating erratically as you saw his face come in your view.

"Hi." You said shyly, pursing your lips to suppress a chuckle as you saw his cheeks heat up, rose red blush rising up in the cutest way possible.

"Hi." He responded, his breath stuttering in the empty dorm.

A few minutes went in silence, him shifting awkwardly in his place as you tried not to look at his body. You couldn't believe the nerd was hiding all of this underneath hoodies and sweatshirts.

Damn, he's hot. You thought, realising that you said that out loud when he stuttered you a look.

"I didn't mean to say that out loud." You said, opening your mouth to apologise again, before he cut you off with a kiss. You were startled by the sensation of his soft lips, surprise leaving you too petrified to move your lips.

You counted up to five before you heard his trademark Peter Parker stuttering apology.

"Oh- I'm I'm so sorry I you don't have to kiss me this is my fault oh god I'm so stupid-"

And it was you who kissed him this time, mystified by the way your lips fitted with his perfectly, like a lock in a key ready to open.

In the end, your impatience won out, his wandering hands on the bare skin of your waist enough to send fire up your veins.

Your hands were all over him in a matter of seconds, your legs straddling his thighs as he kissed you ferociously, messing up both your and his hair.

"Here's to a happy fucking Valentine." You muttered against his lips, smiling as he snorted a response, tickling your slides with his slender fingers.

"Happy fucking Valentine to you too sweetheart." He whispered back, picking you up with ease and throwing you to the nearest bed.

"I hope this isn't going to be a one time thing." You said, watching him undress as you yourself removed your top and your shorts, leaving you in your undies and his in his boxers.

You knew he was muscular, but damn there was a whole another story going on under those clothes. Your mouth practically watered at his chisled abs, his smirk making your patience wean out as you scrambled to being him closer to you.

"I wasn't hoping it would." He said, kissing you softly this time, punctuating each word with a soft kiss. You gave a breathy moan, digging your fingers into his back muscles, realising in the way they moved, the thin chain now exposed as it sat cool on your skin.

"Good, cause I really really like you, Peter Parker."

"I really really like you too, Y/n, L/n."

A/N: what have I written 😪🤚