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"get me a damned matcha" | Chapter 25: June III

{{ Chapter 24: May II | Epilogue }} Chapter Directory

I for real feel like I'm grieving! This was my first published and completed fic in a VERY VERY long time and, as frustrating as it was sometimes, I'm so glad that y'all took this journey with me 😭

✧ pairing ➼ levi ackerman x fem!reader, college x coffee shop x roommates!au ✧ summary ➼ After you find yourself plagued with misfortune due to struggles in your personal and family life, you find yourself needing to move last minute. As a junior in undergrad with little money and little social support, you considered yourself lucky when you found a sublease that was close to campus and was relatively cheap. Unfortunately, it seemed that your roommate did not seem to be so excited regarding your presence. ✧ content/warnings ➼ fluff, alcohol, reader finally coming to terms with herself ✧ word count ➼ ~5.2k

School was over, but it didn’t mean you were entirely free of responsibilities.

Paradis University hosted a graduate banquet every year, specifically to feature students that excelled academically or contributed to the community.

You didn’t originally want to go. Your grades weren’t the best and you didn’t feel like being surrounded by your classmates that would no doubt boast about their near perfect GPA’s. However, you did start the Honors Society and it had taken off within the past few months, so you felt the need to attend since you participated in an important extracurricular. Sure, you could have just dipped out on it, but it could have been a chance to network if you decided to go down that route.

You couldn’t see it happening in the meantime. You just wanted to focus on your book, but if the opportunity arose to network, you told yourself that you’d take it.

You were dragging Levi to the banquet with you, which was met with surprisingly little resistance. The idea of spending the night wearing a formal outfit and being surrounded by people didn’t sound great to either of you, so you were more than surprised when Levi simply responded with a “sure” when you half-heartedly asked him if he’d be your emotional support throughout the night.

You were currently trying to focus on just the next hour or two to keep your mind off the banquet. The tickets were paid for and the outfits were bought. Even if you really wanted to skip out on it, you had already spent time and money preparing, so to have that go to waste would feel just as bad as forcing yourself to go for the night.

Sighing, you looked down into your bag, double checking that you had picked up both sandwiches that you had ordered. You were dropping off lunch for Levi before planning to hang out in the cafe for the rest of his shift before heading home to get ready for the banquet.

Your head shot up as you saw something orange moving out of the corner of your eye. It was small and barely drew your attention, but you looked off into the distance and your eyes fell on a nearby dumpster. You saw something shuffling around near the corner before disappearing under it.

Any intention for you to shrug and move on disappeared as soon as you heard a meow.

Your eyes widened as you immediately set your bag down on a nearby bench and headed directly towards the dumpster, doing your best to ignore the subtle foul smell coming from the opening. You got onto your hands and knees and knelt down to peek underneath the dumpster, a small gasp coming from your lips when you saw a lone kitten squatting in front of you. The kitten was thin, but didn’t look like it was starving. They were definitely dirty and you could already imagine Levi’s face if he was the one staring at the kitten. Some of its fur was matted and the dirt covered what you assumed would have otherwise been a vibrant orange coat.

It didn’t seem actively afraid of you, so you reached out your hand towards it without fully extending your arm, to offer that you were friendly but to not be too intrusive or scare them off. It made eye contact with you before gradually approaching you, tentatively watching you before deciding that you were a nice human and immediately crawled onto your lap.

Clearly more smitten with the kitten than you were disgusted by the amount of dirt and grime on its coat, you picked them up and brought them over to the bench, suddenly remembering your tuna sandwich. You carefully unwrapped the sandwich as the kitten watched you curiously, smelling the tuna as soon as you exposed the sandwich from its wrapping.

You scooped up some of the tuna with your pinky and extended your hand out to it again and it took all of your willpower to hold back the massive smile building on your face as you watched it happily lick at your finger. All that willpower was immediately thrown out the metaphorical window as soon as you heard it begin to purr.

You felt your heart ache as you stared at it, noticing that it wasn’t wearing a collar. You kept telling yourself that no matter what, you were not going to take it home with you, despite already being unable to part from it. You already knew that Levi was going to question why it took you so long to pick up the sandwiches, yet you couldn’t get yourself to get up and walk away.

You weren’t going to take the cat. You didn’t have the capacity to adopt it. You told yourself you wouldn’t do it.

~~~~~

You ended up taking the cat.

Your hands were full with your bag and the sandwiches, so you settled for placing the kitten in the hood of your jacket. Although he seemed to shuffle around a bit, your hood was large and sturdy enough that there wasn’t a risk of him falling out, even if he was wiggling around.

Once you finally arrived at the cafe, you let out an internal sigh of relief once you saw that there weren’t a lot of people inside. You opened the door to the cafe with your foot since your hands were occupied, making eye contact with your grumpy barista-turned-roommate-turned-boyfriend.

Levi was in the middle of making you your Matcha before looking up and seeing you slowly make your way inside, noticing that you seemed a bit more disheveled compared to usual. That, plus the fact that it took you as long as it did for you to pick up sandwiches from a deli shop two blocks away made him immediately suspect that something was up.

“You get lost again?”

It took you a second to respond and Levi could immediately tell that your attention was directed elsewhere.

“What?”

“Really took you 30 minutes to walk down the street?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yep,” you immediately responded, somewhat avoiding eye contact with him. You were stiff and moving slowly, as if you were afraid of knocking something over.

The more he looked at you, the more suspicious Levi became over what the hell had happened on your little field trip to the deli shop. He watched as you reached into your bag and handed him a sandwich.

He eyed you skeptically as he took the sandwich from you, immediately grimacing upon opening it and smelling the tuna coming from within the loose wrapping.

“I didn’t order tuna,” he commented with a disgusted expression.

“You’re so extra,” you sighed as you rolled your eyes at him, swapping out the sandwich you grabbed for yourself after realizing that you accidentally gave him yours.

Levi grabbed the correct sandwich but then looked up as soon as he began to unwrap it. He had heard a certain noise coming from the back of your hood. Raising an eyebrow, he gave you a skeptical look and noticed that you were purposefully avoiding eye contact with him. If he didn’t know you better, he would’ve assumed that you were just focusing on eating your sandwich, but he knew that was bullshit.

“Did I just hear meowing?”

He saw you pause for a split second, making it glaringly obvious that you were hiding something.

“I don’t know, did you?” you asked innocently while still avoiding eye contact.

You couldn’t see it, but you could essentially feel the glare that Levi was shooting in your direction.

A meow came from the back of your hood again. It must have been the tuna.

Levi’s unamused expression turned into a full frown as you continued to awkwardly look away.

“Show me your hood,” he demanded in a stern tone of voice.

“What?” you asked, looking up at him, trying your best to maintain a neutral expression. “Why?”

His gaze was unwavering, and his expression was unchanging. You could tell that he wasn’t going to back down from his request.

After a few seconds of desperately trying to maintain your mask, you sighed and pulled your hood to the side and grabbed the kitten from within, having it rest on one arm while you used your other hand to poke at your sandwich, offering more tuna to your new furry friend.

“Really?” Levi asked with an exasperated sigh.

“What?” you responded defensively. “I found him underneath the dumpster. I think he’s orphaned.”

You looked up towards Levi and saw an expected look of disgust appear on his face as soon as you mentioned the dumpster. His eyes fell from you down to the cat, noting that its fur looked a little matted, but otherwise didn’t look completely filthy. He watched as it happily licked the tuna off your finger, noticing that it was purring.

“Please don’t say you’re taking it home.”

“Where else am I supposed to put him? Back near the dumpster?” you responded nonchalantly, indicating that you had already made up your mind about adopting the dumpster kitty. “Look how much he loves the tuna.”

Levi had moved on from glaring incessantly at you to having an intense staring contest with the cat, adamant about not allowing it to come home with you. It got harder and harder to keep that frown on his face once he saw you smiling endearingly at the cat.

“Fine ,” he grumbled with a groan, rolling his eyes as he brought his attention back to making your Matcha, “but you’re feeding him something other than tuna from a cheap deli shop.”

You tried to hide the shit-eating grin that was beginning to appear on your face as you finally heard Levi give in to your somewhat impulsive decision to adopt a cat. Seeing that the cat was no longer sniffing at your sandwich, you scooped him up out of your arm and back into your hood.

“He’s going to get our clothes for the banquet all furry,” Levi mentioned as he looked back over at you.

“Well, I guess we’ll buy a lint roller on the way home,” you rationalized, earning a quiet grunt to come from Levi’s lips.

You rolled your eyes.

“Full of problems today, aren’t you?” you grumbled. “Just get me the damned Matcha.”

He looked back up at you with a frown as he hesitated in sliding your Matcha over to you.

You stuck your tongue out at him as you reached for the beverage, your eyes widening once he moved it away from you so you couldn’t reach.

“Only if you quit being a little shit.”

You glared at him and reached across the counter, dodging his efforts to shoo your hand away, smirking once you finally wrestled the cup away from him, although he wasn’t trying very hard to keep it out of your grasp in the first place.

“You’re so annoying,” he scolded.

“And you’re a dick,” you retorted.

“You’re distracting me.”

“And you’re choosing to get distracted.”

He rolled his eyes at your response, but you saw the slightest hint of the corner of his lips tugging up as well as the presence of an amused look in his eyes. He was enjoying your banter, despite his multiple claims regarding how annoying you were being to him at this moment.

Levi eventually walked away to tend to his station since he was still on a shift, but it was next to impossible for him to take his eyes off you for the rest of the shift. You were doing nothing other than sitting at your usual seat as you made your way through your sandwich, occasionally throwing a comment back to your new fur child when you heard him calling from behind you, musing over potential names for him.

“Mr. Whiskers? No? Don’t like that?” you proposed, gauging the cat’s reaction as you muttered off a list of potential names. “What about…Mashed Potato? I think you can look like a scoop of mashed potatoes. Don’t like that either? If you ask Levi, he’d probably just constantly call you a little shit, would you prefer that?”

Levi snorted to himself as he watched the ridiculousness that was the conversation you were having with the small furry creature that was meowing at you in response.

“Marmalade?” you asked, your eyes lighting up when you weren’t met with a meow of protest. “Nice to meet you, Marmalade.”

Levi watched closely as you introduced yourself, saying your name and some random facts about yourself, before pointing at Levi and introducing him as the one Marmalade will have to answer to if he leaves too much fur on the furniture.

You looked up, making eye contact with Levi again, realizing that he was listening in on your conversation.

“Levi might still refer to you as a little shit regardless, so I guess we’ll have that as your backup name.”

~~~~~

You were in a rush to the banquet. You had stopped at a pet store on the way home, buying a comfortable kennel, a litter box, a food and water bowl, and some kibble and canned food, although Levi was mumbling about being unsure if the kibble was good enough for Marmalade, clearly indicating that he was going to take this cat dad thing seriously. After taking Marmalade home, giving him a quick bath so that he wasn’t tracking dirt all over the apartment, and setting everything up for him, you were more than pressed for time.

“Told you he was going to get fur all over our clothes,” Levi grumbled from the driver’s seat as you picked off some stray strands of fur that the lint roller had failed to catch.

The drive to the banquet was relatively quiet, likely due to your nerves regarding having to be around that many people, but Levi’s brows furrowed together as he heard you incessantly squirming around in your seat. His eyes flashed over towards you and he saw that you were fumbling around with a waist-clincher that you were wearing underneath your dress. It looked more than uncomfortable and you kept on adjusting it in an attempt to make it more bearable to wear.

“Tch, just take that damn thing off,” he scolded. “You look fine.”

You paused, holding still without further adjusting it or taking it off, hesitant to fully remove it. You haven’t ever worn a formal dress without it, although you knew that it was due to lingering traces of that facade you had spent the past few months trying to unravel.

Realizing that it wasn’t worth the discomfort, you unbuckled the back of the waist-clincher and tossed it into the backseat, immediately feeling better and like you could finally breathe after taking it off.

Levi was right. It was unnecessary and barely made a difference. Even if it did, you realized that you really didn’t care anymore.

The amount of students that showed up to the banquet wasn’t terrible, but given the fact that most of them brought someone with them, you began to feel cramped fast. Most of the students walked in with their parents, with some that were like you, bringing their significant other instead.

The general expectation was to bring family and Levi was the closest person that you could realistically call family. You had cut your aunt off and had no intention of reconciling with her. You vaguely recalled a phone call two weeks ago from your aunt to chat about ‘future plans’. The question itself was innocent enough, but then she started going on about how writing isn’t an ‘actual job’ and you finally decided you had enough. You remembered snapping at her about how it was none of her business and then hung up. You haven’t responded to her since.

By the time you sat down at the table after finally locating your placecard, you were already beginning to feel overwhelmed from the amount of people cramped into a small conference room.

“This was a mistake,” you grumbled.

“Was it?”

Levi took a seat next to you and adjusted the tie that he had neatly put together about an hour prior when you were in a rush to leave. You watched him closely, paying particular attention to how his dress shirt seemed to fit his shape perfectly, with the color of the tie further accentuating his eyes. His fingers neatly dug into the collar of his shirt to adjust his tie, and you found your mind immediately wandering elsewhere as you became fixated on the dexterity of his fingers.

Feeling your cheeks heat up, you immediately ripped your eyes off him and shook your head a bit, sipping on the glass of water in front of you to keep yourself from feeling a certain way that would have made getting through this night even more difficult than it was already going to be.

“Oh, you came.”

You looked up as you saw Petra’s somewhat skeptical expression. Her tone of voice indicated that she legitimately did not think you were going to show up despite the fact that you turned in your RSVP and had a table card.

“Did you expect me not to?” you asked with a frown.

She shrugged as she sat down, hanging her purse off the back of the seat as she got settled.

“You just sounded pretty disinterested when we were chatting about it. That’s all.”

You took a second to recall that conversation that you vaguely remembered. It was a few weeks ago, roughly around the time that you had spent on figuring out how to move forward with properly grieving your parents’ death. This banquet was the last thing on your mind.

“Was distracted,” you eventually remarked. “Sorry.”

Your eyes shot up as you watched some other students sit down at the table with their family members. With everyone taking a seat, the crowd seemed a little less chaotic, so that was a plus, but you’d be expected to maintain one-on-one conversations now, which seemed just as draining.

“Honestly, I probably would have run it differently.”

“Hmm?” you said as you looked towards Petra, her comment pulling you out of your thoughts about how dreadful these next few hours were going to be. You knew she was referring to the Honors Society, since that’s what you were specifically invited to this banquet for. You already knew that she was going to say one of her comments that were genuine and did not come from a place of malignant intent, but always seemed to rub you off wrong.

She began giving examples of some things she would have done differently had she been the one that started it and you felt yourself getting increasingly irritated the more she spoke.

“Like any financial issues could’ve been mitigated through having member dues-”

“Should’ve run it yourself then,” you finally snapped as you scowled at Petra, whose eyes widened at your sudden remark.

You didn’t even notice the upturn of Levi’s lips that appeared as soon as you snapped, no doubt proud that you were finally standing up for yourself. You stood up, grumbling under your breath about how you were going to need a drink if you were going to have to deal with this type of thing all night, and headed straight for the bar.

It was the subpar university catering service, so you were less than impressed with their cocktail options, electing for the first fruity one that you saw. It tasted more like watered down juice than anything else.

You took a sip through the straw, looking over to the side as you saw Levi take a seat next to you.

“She send you to talk me down?” you asked dryly.

“No,” Levi said as he motioned for the bartender to get him a glass of whiskey. “Was too surprised to say much of anything.”

You kept your gaze fixated on your drink, watching the ice spin around as you stirred the liquid with your straw. You had known about how much your friendships were lacking for quite some time now, but you really did question why you kept all your friendships at surface-level. You legitimately couldn’t think of a reason as to why, other than maybe falling under the influence of your shitty ex-boyfriend.

Clenching your jaw, you let out a frustrated breath. You were going to resolve to do better and set boundaries when needed, instead of being the person that tedious tasks got thrown on to. You were going to be seen as a person and not as a means to an end.

You knew it was going to take a while. This part of you had been deeply engrained into you ever since high school. You’d have to fight back against any instincts you’ve developed since then, and then unweave all of the relationships that you had made based on this facade.

It was going to be hard and take a long time, but you knew that it was what you needed to do to continue moving forward.

You had to find out who you really were and how that ultimately changed the relationships around you, taking apart each superficial thread one by one until people began seeing you for who you really were.

~~~~~

Even after you gathered yourself and conversed your way through the dinner and beginning speeches, you got quickly drained again and found yourself back at the bar. You were more than annoyed, with the crowd being a bit more scattered as people began to socialize amongst each other.

You noted that Petra was chatting with the dean, likely doing some sort of elevator pitch to get into medical school, and that Oluo was chatting with Shadis, likely to ask about Shadis’ graduate program. This was essentially what all of the students present were doing: networking.

Now that you were here, you realized that you couldn’t really care for networking. You had no plans. You had no elevator pitch to give, and you were over pretending to be someone you weren’t.

You quietly groaned to yourself as you sipped on your cocktail, having ordered another one from the menu in hopes that it was better than the first one. It wasn’t. You grimaced upon tasting the liquid. It was too bitter and the ratio of alcohol to mixer was off. You’ve had better drinks at fraternity parties than whatever it was that the university catering service decided to deem as quality alcohol.

“Wanna get some air?”

You looked over as you saw Levi approaching you again after he went off to converse with Erwin, who was there to recruit more potential students for his lab. The extra personnel was much needed. Your eyes immediately lit up once you heard the offer.

“Please ,” you responded, although it sounded almost like begging, indicating how desperate you were to get out of that stuffy and noisy room.

Levi led you through the crowd and out one of the side doors that led to a balcony overlooking the downtown area. He shut the doors behind you to dampen some of the noise from within before leaning on the balcony railing next to you. It was much quieter outside. There were a few stragglers, but most of the guests had either gone home or were inside socializing. As far as you were concerned, it was only the two of you here, enjoying the cool night breeze and the beauty of the downtown lights below you, the street lamps illuminating up the street in a way that made you almost want to leave the building entirely just to walk underneath those lights.

You sipped on your drink again—likely just out of instinct since you still held the drink in your hand—and immediately grimaced again, being rudely reminded of how shitty it tasted.

Levi grabbed the glass by the rims and placed another drink in front of you. While yours was clear and flat with an orange slice inside it, the one he just handed you was bubbling from the carbonation and had a pretty mix of red and orange colors leading to the bottom of the glass.

You took a sip, not being all that surprised when it tasted much better than the one you previously had. Whatever he ordered tasted more fruity than it did alcohol, while still providing that slight kick. Realizing that he likely customized the drink instead of directly ordering something from the menu, you eyed him as you sipped on the thin straw.

He knew your flavor profile. It wasn’t that surprising to you. After all, he had been making you your drinks for two years while also living with you. The drinks that he made were clearly very different from the ones served from behind a traditional bar, but he knew your likes and dislikes enough to craft you a cocktail you’d actually enjoy.

Levi sipped on your old drink, underestimating how bad it actually was, immediately scrunching up his nose in disgust upon tasting it.

“Really?” he questioned as he shot you a skeptical look.

“It’s what they had on the menu,” you said quietly, your cheeks slightly heating up in embarrassment.

“And by ‘they’, you mean the shitty university catering.”

It was the graduate department that was hosting the event, so their catering events included alcohol, but it was still university catering, which usually resulted in their menus being written from a more economic standpoint instead of one designed to provide the guests with satisfactory food and drinks.

You shrugged in acknowledgement, having accepted that you probably should have just tried to mix something up yourself. Still, the fact that Levi went out of his way to get you a drink you’d like brought a small smile to your face.

You swirled the drink with the small straw for a while before sipping at it again, looking over towards Levi afterwards. He had turned around to set your old drink down onto the mini-table behind you, and was now headed back towards you.

As he turned to face you, you couldn’t help but notice how his hair moved about in the wind, revealing his undercut, or how his dress shirt had the two top buttons undone, showing off his collarbones. He elected to also undo his tie and have it hang around his neck. His suit jacket was off due to how warm it was inside, and he had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Your eyes drifted down to his hands and you felt your mind wandering off towards your memories of how his hands felt on you, recalling some of the more intimate things he’s done with them to you.

You found yourself staring straight at him as your face rapidly heated up again as you desperately tried to pull your mind out of the gutter.

“What?” he asked, noticing the fact that you were just staring at him, ripping you out of your daze.

“Hmm?” you responded as you slightly shook your head to reorient yourself. “Nothing, just…”

You trailed off as you awkwardly shuffled from side to side, scratching at the back of your head.

“Just what?”

You took a moment to look directly into his eyes, noticing that they had softened in the past few minutes that he was standing outside with you. Part of you didn’t believe that this was the same person that pissed you off so much two years ago, but you were able to acknowledge that pretty soon after you moved in, he was there for you in a way that you desperately needed, but could never get prior to him.

“Just…thinking about how making me hate you was probably the best thing you could have done for me.”

That was not the answer that Levi was expecting, as evidenced in the way that he blinked at you as his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“What?” he asked, bewildered at your response.

You looked down at your drink again as you tried to gather your thoughts into something that would make sense.

“...I remember how pissed I was those first few weeks of living with you,” you began, your voice gradually rising from a quiet whisper as you continued to speak. “Kept on questioning how I was going to survive even another week with you…but I think that it’s because I hated you so much that I was able to be myself around you.”

A gentle breeze blew through the both of you, as if it was trying to carry your words directly to him.

“...because I hated you so much, I was able to form something…real with you.”

His eyes softened again as he looked into your eyes, shifting his stance so that he was facing you more.

“Well, you were pretty easy to hate,” he mumbled nonchalantly, immediately earning himself a gentle shove from you in retaliation, the edges of his lips pulling up into a subtle smirk.

“I’m serious,” he continued after readjusting his positioning after you rudely forced him to move. “I remember dreading coming home because I knew your annoying ass was going to be waiting for me.”

“And I remember grimacing every time I heard the door open because I knew I had to see your cocky face again.”

He scoffed and flicked at your forehead in response to your comment and you swatted his hand away, rubbing at your forehead afterwards as you pouted at him.

You felt your face heating up again once you saw the affectionate look in his eyes as he watched you.

“...just strange…”

“What is?” he asked, slightly tilting his head, never taking his gaze off you.

“...that within the span of two years,” you spoke quietly, “I went from hating you…to loving you.”

You felt your breath get caught in your throat as you realized what exactly you had just said and admitted to—that you loved him. You felt your heart beating through your chest as your entire body heated up in embarrassment—but there was also truth to the sentiment. You really did love him. He had been there for you in ways that no one ever had been before. He pulled you out of the shitshow that you found yourself drowning in and helped push you forward, even if he was being a bit of a dick at times.

You thought back to how sneakily he had snuck up on you, and how devastated you were when you thought you had lost him. Even through all the fighting you had at the beginning and how difficult he was as you tried to sort through your feelings, you’d be willing to go through them every single time if the result was you standing here next to him in this moment.

“...love you too, brat,” he whispered, gently running his fingers down the side of your face, before pulling you into a gentle kiss.

You pressed your lips up against his, smiling into the kiss as you ran your fingers through his undercut, stepping closer to him.

Once you finally pulled away, you looked directly into his eyes, the two of you now being close enough that your lips were just inches apart.

Nothing else mattered to you right now except for him. Being able to hate him, meet him, and fall in love with him made going through undergrad worth it, even if it didn’t feel like it at first. You’d do it over and over again if it led to this conclusion.

You parted your lips to speak, your voice barely audible as you whispered to him.

“Thank you for being my found family.”

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scaramouche-writes · 2 years ago

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Okay, like I promised here y'all go! (Feeding my children) And don't forget, requests ARE open. TW: Fingering, oral sex, raw sex, cunnilingus, degrading acts, and foul language, Scara's a bitch...per usual though. Also I am sooo sorry Kazuha's is short, I couldn't think of what to write for him. Enjoy, loves <3 Y'all have been warned. Don't come at me please 😭😭😭 2.1k words

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Scaramouche/Wanderer:

He was gone again....for work...you sighed. You felt very lonely. It was hard when he had to leave...sure you may have been used to it at this point, but you still couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain in your chest when you heard he had to leave. And to add onto the stress of worrying about him, and when he'd get home, you had to deal with a boss who severely underpays his workers, leading them all to be grumpy. You were supposed to get your paycheck today, and when you didn't, you marched straight over to your boss, who just shrugged and said. "Sounds like a problem that YOU need to take care of. Not me." And my god were you pissed. You were ready to break someones face in. This entire 3 weeks, it's been like this. Get up, go to work, get mistreated, go home, eat dinner alone. It was like that all the time. You were getting so tired and frustrated because of it all. It was just too much for you to take in. When Scaramouche FINALLY came home, he was exhausted and ready to just get wrapped up in your embrace. But you just denied him. You quite literally turned your body away from him, and face the wall, with your arms crossed over your chest....Sure it was petty, but you wanted him to feel the same way as you did, when he left you pent up, and by yourself. Annnnddddd let's just say Scaramouche didn't take that too well. He gripped your shoulders. "Hey, what the hell y/n?! Pay attention to me."

He waved a hand in front of your face "Hello. I'm talking to you!" He said clearly frustrated with your attempts at ignoring him. His deep violet eyes, clearly had a hint of desperation in them. "Fuck off." Was all you said to him, as you shoved his hands off of you. "What's your deal?" Scaramouche asked in a snarky tone "I DON'T have a 'deal' I'm fine" You snapped back "Really? Because to me, you're acting like a little prissy pants." You had already been feeling shitty, and when he said that, you lost it. You quickly snapped your head to face him, and slapped him across the face. The room was silent...the only thing that could be heard, was the slap echoing throughout the room. His head was forced to the side as you hit him. He slowly turned back to face you. Scaramouche looked pissed. Pissed as all hell. He roughly shoved you against the wall "You dare do that to me!?" He was not happy You only glared at him, which fueled the already tense energy of the room. "Don't act like you're everything just because you were chosen for a 'important mission'" You snapped back at him He got up real close and personal to you, so close that you could feel his breath against your lips glaring with his hate filled eyes. "You have NO right to lay a hand on me like that." He answered back. "Do not EVER do that again. Do you understand me?" He asked clearly not in the mood for games. You didn't answer him, which caused him to roughly grab your jaw in one hand, as the other held you to the wall "I SAID do you understand me?" He spoke clearly and loudly "No" You said back, just trying to push his buttons at this point...which he won't lie, it worked. You were severely pent up, and ready to piss him off so much until he fucked you dumb. He growled at you and pushed you farther into the wall. And then out of no where, he suddenly slammed his mouth onto yours. It wasn't pretty, or all that nice. It was sloppy and he kind of hit your teeth with his. His hands went under your shirt, and he started taking off your bra, as he smushed his body onto yours. Once the bra was off, all hell broke lose. Scaramouche rubbed your sensitive nipples in his fingers, twisting and pinching them. You let out a soft cry of pleasure into the kiss. When you moaned Scaramouche smirked wider. He grabbed a fist full of your tit and massaged it in his hand. You whimpered and whine, practically begging for more When he pulled away, he smirked at you "Do you really think you deserve this?" He scoffed "Because after what you pulled, I don't think so." His hands moved from under your shirt, to your ass, he roughly grabbed the piece of flesh in his hands and squeezed. His hands slipped under your skirt, and to your dripping heat. You weren't wearing panties.... "What a naughty girl" Scaramouche mocked "Well, there's only one way you get naughty girls to do what you want" He without warning roughly shoved his fingers into your cunt, and started pumping his fingers in and out of you, with no mercy. You let out a cry of pleasure, as your body begun to shake at the unexpected amount of pleasure that just went through your body, that felt oh so electrifying

Let's just say, you won't be going back to work for a couple of days....

-------------------------------------------------------------- Kazuha:

Kazuha was a quiet and reserved kind of guy. You did do quite a bit to try and get his attention though. Wearing lingerie Saying dirty things Sharing your fantasies Your wants and desires, But nothing seemed to be enough. You wanted more....and he just wasn't giving you his all. You wouldn't stop though. Not until you finally fix this little.....problem....of his. You had been accompanying him on his mission to help the traveler. Though sometimes it felt like he gave the traveler more attention than you. It was frustrating to say the least. You walked hours through different types of environments, and while all of them were pretty in their own way, none of them were as pretty as your white haired boyfriend. He was constantly talking to the traveler and it was no longer just frustrating. You were done with it. So done. And once you called him out for it, all he said was a soft "Sorry" And that was it. No plan on what he was gonna do to fix it, or any comfort. You had all just come back from the fight with the Shogun, and you were currently cleaning his wounds. You sat on the bed with alcohol in your hand dabbing the gash on his back/ You leaned forward, next to his ear and whispered "You gonna stop right?" "Stop what?" Your poor clueless boyfriend asked. You suddenly pressed on his gash, making his back go straight up, and he winced a little. "Hey...what was that for?" He asked still not sure what was going on "Well if you had just promised not to be so touchy with the traveler, we wouldn't have a problem, would we?" You asked switching your position so that you were practically on top of him. Tonight would be the night. Finally. You'd make him go all out. "I guess you care about the traveler more than me." You spoke. "Y-you know that's not true y/n....." Kazuha said a bit flushed at the sudden change of position. "Yes you do. You just love them and want to protect them more than you ever would with me." You said back. You two went on like this for a while. Back and forth "This happened and you don't love me" To "You know that's not how it is." Eventually he got a little fed up with your behavior and without much warning slipped his pants down and moved your panties to the side, slamming you down on his hard cock. You didn't get a chance to adjust before he started moving your hips for you. Kazuha bit his lip and let out heavy breaths. The suddeness of all the pleasure made you throw your head back and let out little groans. "Be quiet please." Was all he said, harshly, just also in a way that you knew he wouldn't hurt you. That night was a long night for you. But hey.....

You asked for it, right.

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Xiao:

You liked tracing your fingers along his tattoo. Drawing over the shape of it. You liked to make him sit down after a long day out, and you like to play with his messy blue hair, and trace his tattoo. It was a long day for him today. He came back home, all tired and sore. You offered a massage, but he decline. You wanted to help, but didn't know how.... You even tried to get him to sit down so you could play with his hair, and trace his tattoo...like always, but he was not having it. "No thanks y/n" "Look, I'm not in the mood" "Can you just leave me alone" And that's where you find yourself now... Alone in your room, with your knees to your chest while laying against the headboard, and Xiao out in the hallway pacing....Why was he so stressed? And why did he have to be so mean about it too!? ...You were just trying to help.... You could feel a lump in your throat, and tears in your eyes, but you quickly sniffled and wiped off the tears, clearing your throat. It felt like forever in a day, but finally there was a sudden eager knock on the door. You sighed. It was probably Xiao....you didn't want to talk to him now....especially in fear of letting him see the state you're in just because of his words. It was pathetic....I mean he was just stressed, he didn't mean it....right? So why were you so upset? You couldn't figure it out... The knock rang throughout the walls again, "y/n?" "Can we talked please?" He asked, with desperation coming out of his tone. You could tell he felt bad by the guilt that was evident in his tone. "What?" You asked back to him bluntly. The door slowly opened to reveal a short guilt-ridden man. Xiao went in cautiously going slow to make sure you were okay with this. Once he realized you weren't gonna throw a fit about it, he walked in more and shut the door behind him. At this point you had laid down and turned away from him. You couldn't look him in the eyes....at least not right now. Currently Xiao took a seat on the foot of the bed. He gently rubbed your legs, and turned you over to face him "Listen.....I'm...sorry...I shouldn't have been so rude when you were just trying to help." Xiao said with an apologetic soft smile. You sat up in bed and hugged him tightly. "It's okay...I know you didn't mean it" Xiao gladly accepted the hug, and squeezed you back tightly, letting his hands go under your arms, and around your body to meet once again. You both stayed like that for a couple of minutes. Soon Xiao pulled away and planted a kiss to the top of your head. "I'm gonna make it up to you, okay?" Xiao stood up and pulled you to the edge of the bed, grabbing you by your ankles. He slowly hooked his middle finger in your pants, and pulled them down. He tossed the now discarded pants on the ground...somewhere. He slowly got to his knees and spread your thighs open. You blushed and on instinct, you tried to shut your legs, to which he rubbed your thighs and looked up at you with a soft gaze. "Relax.....I'll take care of you...Don't worry." He then slowly moved closer to your wet pussy. The suddeness of the situation couldn't help but make you horny. He gently spread your lips apart with his index and middle finger, he then gave your cunt a few kitten licks before attaching his lips to your sensitive bud, and sucking. Your hands instantly went to grip Xiao's hair, in an attempt to get more friction. You threw your head back and moaned loudly "O-oh go-d~ X-xiao, yes...yes please that feels so good!" You whined out. Xiao only smirked and sucked your poor swollen bud harder. You crossed your thighs around his back, pulling him closer, causing him to moan against your heat, sending vibrations up your spine. I'd say he made up for his mistake, wouldn't you?

#<3 #loves<33 #genshin #kazuha #xiao #scaramouche smut #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #xiao x reader #xiao smut #kazuha smut #kazuha x reader

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trulyyours-rune · 5 months ago

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Hello 😏 long time no see

I was wondering if you could make my super yummy idea a very yummy story

I was thinking about bill with a sleepy boy best friend and bill and his best friend have messy make out sessions and stuff

I hope it makes sense

Take your time and have a good day/nigh

(Btw your kitten is so cute🤭)

I. Wrote. Again. Especially when half the fandom is dead now 😔 BUT YAYYY, I WROTE! I MISSED Y'ALL 😭 but honestly I love this idea sm ☺☺☺

!GIF is not mine!

Warnings: Making out, foul language, not proofread, not full blown smut.

Bill Kaulitz x Male Reader

You were best friends with Bill Kaulitz himself, a friendship that never tore you apart no matter the cause.

Currently he was staying the night at your house just to get out of the house for awhile. (Tom's frequent guitar blasting.)

You both were on the floor in your living room with your makeshift bed made out of pillows and blankets tossed onto the floor. A movie played on the TV screen as you we're starting to slowly nod off, as usual.

You turned your gaze from the movie to him, your sleepy eyes targeted on him. He looked so... Angelic in the flashing lights with his beautiful features that for some reason made your stomach do flips and turns in a way that you couldn't explain. It only happened when you looked at him. Only him.

Apparently you were so zoned out that he caught you staring. "M/n?" He smiled a little, snapping you out of your daze. "Yeah?" You responded sheepishly. "You not interested in the movie?" You only shook your head at his comment. "No, it's boring. I've watched it too many times."

He nodded, but you both looked away and turned your attentions back to whatever movie was on. This was the time you were barely conscious, nothing interesting was on and the fact it was already 4 in the morning didn't help.

Your head nodded and your eyes were droopy, not to long after he noticed, his eyes going to you for a second. Noticing how tired you are, he tapped your hand, only for you not to respond to his touch. You were of course still awake, but you were half gone from the world.

You were just about to close your eyes, but you felt soft lips on yours... Wait. Soft lips on yours? Your eyes snapped open, looking at him with wide eyes. He was quite into it, considering he didn't even pull away even after you jumped in surprise.

He held the kiss, his lips just felt like a heaven you couldn't explain. Your stomach did the same butterflies it would whenever you looked at him, but seemed more intense. Just being this close to him, especially kissing him, just set it off like an alarm.

His lips started to move a but more against yours, his hand reaching to the back of your neck to pull you slightly closer to him as you couldn't help but just close your eyes and melt into his touch that worked on you like an addictive drug.

Thoughts ran to your head, you shouldn't be doing this. He was your best friend. But god the way his hands fitted perfectly anywhere on you just felt like magic.

Your head was spinning in circles and circles but what caught you off guard was the tip of his tongue swiping across your bottom lip, making you automatically allow his tongue to cross into yours without second thought. You just wanted more and you just couldn't stop.

You leaned into him more, connecting your chests as you kissed him back just as passionately as he was. You couldn't even imagine what was going on in Bill's head right now, but you were to dazed to care. His hands went down your sides to wrap around your waist as he broke the kiss for a mumble and some air.

"You have no idea how long I wanted to do this."

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A/n: I'M BACK. OMG I'm missed y'all sm 😔💝 I wanted to write for so long but I just couldn't find the courage to, but now I dooo 🥳🥳🥳

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel imagines #tokio hotel x male reader #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x male reader #bill kaulitz imagines

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lemonlover1110 · 1 year ago

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I feel like people are also forgetting that Mrs. Gojo also played a part in y/n not telling Satoru, like on top of all the other contributing factors, the first time y/n went to their estate, mrs Gojo took the chance to rub in her face the fact that Satoru had already moved on and slammed the door in her face. Imagine being alone and pregnant and stressed, your partner literally ghosted you in the most foul manner, your financial situation is not the best and is about to get worse because you now have to support another human being. it's really not that hard to put yourself in her shoes and imagine how much despair and heartbreak she must have been feeling in that moment. now idk about y'all but i have had mental breakdowns over less stressful situations lmaoo

She most likely felt like since Satoru was marrying another woman, she would be ruining his new life if she were to just jump in there unexpectedly and be like surprise you have a son lol. she's not a terrible person. despite satoru doing her so dirty she probably didn't want him to hate her even more than she thought he already did.

and then when she did finally tell mrs gojo the truth, it was because she as a single mother, couldn't make ends meet to properly provide for her son AND take care of her sick mom. she literally went there knowing mrs gojo could take Ren away but she was so desperate. and what was mrs. Gojo's condition for helping y/n? to not tell Satoru about Ren!!!! now wHY would y/n turn around and be like hmm I think i'll tell Satoru about his son, when Mrs. Gojo holds all the leverage to just take Ren from her and kick her out. She's just doing what she can to survive and make sure her child can live well. damn y'all are cold if you can't understand that 😭

THIS!! there's so many emotions going on, humans are complex beings and while Y/N cares for Gojo and might feel bad for hiding his son from him, she still resents him. She's also scared and from the very beginning it's known that she doesn't want to tell Gojo about their son anymore because she can finally support her son and she doesn't want to risk getting him taken away from her.

#[🍋] answers #[changes]

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hyperfixation-goes-brrr · 1 month ago

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Commentary(™️): The Last of Us 2, part 2

Your girl?? Bitch, you, literally, in that same fuckin sentence, just said y'all broke up; the fuck are you on???

The art difference between the main and fuckin background characters 😭😭😭

Maria and Ellie 🥺

Okay, but here's my question though: how many horses do they have?? I mean... is it one for every single person "authorized" to leaves town?? Do the "main people", who leave the most, have their own horses, and then everyone else shares?? Does everyone just share??

Oh, fence scene from the teaser

The way Abby kept eyein Joel, after Tommy told her his name; I hate it here

... Do... Do y'all think Joel told Abby to ride with him, cause she reminded him of Ellie?? :)

Okay, but like... can we please talk about when Jesse told the girls that Tommy and Joel never showed up at the lookout?? The way Ellie's head just... snaps up, cause what the hell do you mean, you don't know where her dad is?? The way Dina looks back at her, cause she knows how much Joel means to her?? The way she tries to reassure her, telling her that maybe they just went back to town?? And the way Ellie tells her that that's impossible, cause she knows Joel, and she knows Tommy, and she know there's literally no way, in hell, either of them would just... abandon post?? The way Jesse tells Ellie that he doesn't want her to go alone, cause she's his friend, and he doesn't want anything to happen to her?? And don't even get me started started on the closeup to Ellie's face, while the three of them were walkin out, cause that shit was foul, and unnece-fuckin-ssary

... I'm fine :)

This is fine :)

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, Ellie reached the fuckin mansion, fuck

"Please be okay" 😭😭😭

"You're okay"??

"You're okay"???

Just kill me while you're fuckin at it, you assholes; what the fuck???

✨Fuck you✨

MasterList

#the last of us #tlou #the last of us 2 #tlou 2 #the last of us part 2 #tlou part 2 #tlou jesse #tlou dina #maria miller #ellie williams #abby anderson #joel miller #tommy miller

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calqlate · 6 months ago

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HAIKYUU AS THINGS MY FRIENDS AND I HAVE SAID PT. 23

INCLUDES: asahi + bokuto + daichi + futakuchi + kiyoko + oikawa + sugawara

CW(S)/TW(S): coarse/foul/strong language used + includes sexual content

MASTERLIST

A/N: posting a day late cuz i forgot abt it 😭 n e ways enjoy! :D

daichi: i hate this group all y'all talk about are fanfics and sexual shit related to that without being actually like involved in sex

daichi: it's amazing

futakuchi: exactly

futakuchi: this is the ideal group dynamic of questionably horny teenage boys

oikawa: @/kuroo we were broskis

bokuto: NOSKIS

asahi: ok i should uh start finding some facts

sugawara: thailand is in southeast asia🤩

sugawara: they speak thai!!!

kiyoko: asahi and daichi will disown you

sugawara: ngl they probably almost did several times

kiyoko: not surprising

sugawara: 👎

#💫—haikyuu as things my friends and i have said #💫—qq writes #writeblr #writing #haikyuu incorrect quotes #haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #asahi #bokuto #daichi #futakuchi #kiyoko #oikawa #sugawara

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imaginespazzi · 7 months ago

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I just needa rant for a second so this is gonna make no sense.

But watching the Mystics tank makes me physically ill. Like I get it, it's Paige, IT'S PAIGE. I'd sell a kidney for her so of course you can lose a couple of games but like??? Something about watching a team that clearly has the potential to win, just completely fold down the stretch boils my blood. Because this is not a Fever kind of situation where the Fever just fucking suck because the Mystics do not in fact suck. Even losing Sykes tonight (I really hope she's okay), they were still a good team but then something happened (TANKING) and it all just fell completely flat. YOU'RE NOT EVEN GONNA GET THE #1 PICK Y'ALL WERE GOOD LAST YEAR LIKE HELLO???

At the same time though like I would love Paige to not have to go a team that's in complete poverty (*cough* Fever stay away from her *cough*) and the Mystics (WITH LI) would be such a good fit for her and she'd force EDD to come back too (probably not but a girl can dream) and that would just be chef's kiss so all that to say I don't even know what I want actually. Like I wasn't even rooting for the Mystics tonight but yeah 😭😭😭

ANYWAYS Aaliyah had a good game once again despite the fact that she apparently is destined to always get bad calls SHE DID NOT FOUL AT THANK YOU and her effort and defense are translating very well. ONO did not have to do her like that but if it was gonna be anybody, at least it was Liv.

And the Sun idk besties why do we have to do this up and down seesaw thing every season? One great game followed by a game that has me pulling my hair out? Like please can I just breathe? But they pulled it out at the end like all good teams do. DB's 4th quarter >>>. AT double-double as usual. My UConn girlies ONO and Mo contributing big from the bench. And most importantly: DIJONAI FOR MIP!!!

#wnba basketball #wnba #washington mystics #connecticut sun #basketball just makes me feel so many confusing things ya know?

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lesbian-gnf-archive · 2 years ago

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george didn't even deny it either, that's the crazy part 😭😭 they were all like "is this streamer in the room" and "chat knows" (they were spamming dream) and "it is dream"... and he just smiled and said i don't know in the Strangest voice like idk when i have ever seen george act like that. even when dream was holding the red screen to his face to show he was blushing, he was trying to deflect away by being like "will that even work 🙄" LIEKDJJEJ he wanted to get out of that so bad. then Both dream and george teaming up on hannah after because they got called out... like y'all are FOUL

LIKE IT WAS SO BAD I wish we could have seen Dream's face for that. I like that he was the one who immediately said "What." To that question Like that bitch is not normal and everyone knows it and yeah. George not denying it's Dream but if anyone tried to say it was anyone else he would not hesitate to say it wasn't. Yeah.

#cuz they're dating and they're boyfriends and fhey love each other #kore.ask

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campgender · 2 years ago

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ROY KENT? toxic masculinity-roy fuckin kent? oh hell nah, sorry in advance, this is gonna be long, you just jinxed yourself mentioning that. ;_; whoever said that did NOT watch enough of that boy because his masculinity is beautiful and there's genuinely nothing toxic about it at all. like, we did not watch him suck all his bitchiness up to have a relationship with his girl just for him to get called toxic. not to mention...

FIRST on my list of his display's of butchness: this is Roy "I gave my girlfriend head while she watched a video of me crying my head off" fuckin Kent! Y'all are not gonna pin him for toxic masculinity, c'mon. If that ain't the most butch-ass shit I've ever heard of...

SECOND: I'd put a lot more weight into the suggestion of toxic masculinity if he'd stayed the way he'd been at the beginning of the show but this is a man who grew a fuck-ton even in just the first couple episodes, not to mention throughout the show (which I haven't finished).

He's not a bully, which is surprising for such a hyper-masculine character. Hair as far as the eye can see, with a beard, furry thighs and arms, a low growly voice-But for all his swearing and other foul language, he isn't a bully. He doesn't pretend, he says no, and he sets clear boundaries, but even with children who he has loads of power over, he's very careful to never cross the line into bullying. He jokes, clearly knowing the children, barking orders and playing ball. He has a niece and even though he doesn't understand the book wrinkle in time, he reads it to her and only after getting three quarters through does he go to ted to demand what the fuck its supposed to be about.

THIRD: the way sometimes he looses speech and yet he STILL. FUCKING. COMMUNICATES. beautiful. Which rolls straight into FOUR, which is the way he communicates! He's very clear, very blunt, obviously. But its not just that. Its how as we get to know Roy Kent, more and more, we see how when he gets overwhelmed or annoyed, he often steps back from the situation so that he doesn't blow his temper at someone he likes or someone who doesn't deserve it...which is very, dare I say it? chivalrous! Its not a word you think when you think of roy kent, but he is! He's chivalrous! He isn't quite comfortable around rebecca, think of early season 2, but when he sees she needs it, he tells her she deserves the goddamn world in a partner, not just "fine", and he didn't tell her that because he had to! Keeley would've left it and he could've gotten away with a minimal answer. He told her because she deserved to hear it and he knew that and he's a fucking kind person!

just like that time at the end of season 1 when he and keeley were photographed by that man and he stole the photos and then handed them to keeley and gave the man back his camera. he could've smashed the fuckin camera. he's exactly the type of person to smash the camera! but he didn't. why? because they cost a shit-ton of money and because he wanted keeley to have photos of their first date. ;_; its called CHIVALRY. which. is. BUTCH. AS. FUCK. need i go on?

roy kent's masculinity is beautiful, it's a joy to behold, it's butch as hell, thank you, i hope you don't mind me dropping an essay in your askbox, sorry abt that.

OH SHIT YOU HAVEN’T FINISHED IT. you haven’t seen what they did to my bestie in the finale 😭😭 how they MALIGNED his NAME — if you do watch it come hmu though bc holy shit am i still livid.

anyway. yes to all of this!!!!! especially how he communicates while also losing speech <3333 i get so fucking upset every time someone calls him repressed bc like. he literally isn’t!!! he’s very aware of & in touch with his emotions!!!!!!!!!! what he is is stoic & it’s bc 1) he’s autistic 2) y’all are assholes. like. i feel like fucking crying every time i think about the scene in s1 when he’s just been benched: keeley’s excited but kind of impatient “oh, so you are ready to talk about real stuff now!!” and the way it makes it seem like a bad thing for him to need some time to process. & then her really sarcastic & dismissive response when he says how scared he is of losing what the entire fucking country has made his sole identity:

I think men that feel sorry for themselves are so sexy. And if you start telling me how hard it is that you play a game for a living, I think I might come.

i see fucking red!!!!!!! the show multiple times (including in the finale) belittles his feelings and/or throws away his characterization and then treats that like a #Feminist moment. & like in the previous example, yeah keeley prompts phoebe to say how she sees roy & that’s a sweet moment, but keeley never actually apologizes or says how she sees or thinks of roy outside of sex.

& then in s3 honestly his apology letter to her made me feel ill. like there’s a difference between owning your shit — which i do think she deserved an apology for him breaking up with her out of nowhere — and saying everything is your fault. that’s not growth, that’s still self-hatred. and like i understand keeley was going through a lot but i don’t think it was fair to him for him to confess his love & her fuck him while like. presumably knowing she doesn’t want to get back together.

i’m also so fucking livid about the show comparing roy and FUCKING RUPERT????? in that scene, again for some sort of shallow #GirlBoss moment. fuck that fuck the writers fuck like most of the fan attitudes i’ve seen.

also the way the “roy is sorry for not understanding keeley” scene is played — yeah, he should’ve communicated better, but she just started yelling at him out of nowhere & revealed she’d been complaining about him being clingy to all their colleagues. and she never apologizes for not talking to him sooner & her bottling her feelings until she exploded at him???? instead he apologizes for doing….. something she’d never told him she had a problem with.

i’m working on a fic about this aspect but the show has no fucking sympathy for his becoming disabled and it’s so transparent. obviously ted lasso in general is really bad at acknowledging systemic issues — “just be a goodfish!!” :))) — it’s a liberal show & you should overcome adversity by individual work ie therapy & forgiving your oppressors. but like there’s literally no acknowledgment after that scene when he gets shut down by keeley in s1 of how ableism affects roy’s self-image.

as a disabled person whose mobility impairment started with a knee issue in sports, i also think the show did a fucking shit job with his disability in general. like they played it for a laugh — you might not have watched 3x11 yet so feel free to skip this paragraph but “i played injured all the time / you can’t go up stairs!!” followed by jamie still playing injured to, what, make a point about forgiveness?? shows how fucking seriously they took that, and roy was walking up stairs earlier in that very episode.

similarly, “everybody run to the bus… except roy!” earlier in s3 was an emotional moment for me bc like oh they’re acknowledging how this affects his life!! …..and then they showed him running (on pavement!!!) with jamie all the fucking time. like sure not every knee issue is the same as mine, okay, whatever, but either be consistent or throw in a line about him having a good day today or something. jesus fucking christ it’s so ableist & careless & disrespectful.

anyway my hot take is that as they’re written, keeley & roy shouldn’t be together not because, as brenden fucking hunt put it, “he has work he needs to do on himself first,” but because she doesn’t respect him & fundamentally you can’t make compromises with people who think how you are is wrong.

i do really like keeley especially in s1, i think a lot of this is fuck-ups on the writers’ parts that keeley were she a real person either wouldn’t have done or would’ve apologized for. but as it’s written? fucking yikes.

anyway that got really off track from your thoughts lol but i absolutely adored reading this, it was a delight & i would love to hear more any time 💓💓💓

#asks #roy kent #ted lasso tv

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anyathefandom · 2 years ago

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To Those Fortunate Enough chapter 35:

@burned-lariat

"What are you reading?" she asked shakily.

"A text from one of my men," Victor showed her the message that appeared on his phone screen.

From: Unknown (5:41 PM)

WH spotted at Warehouse 22

We have perimeter guarded

Come ASAP

Irina settled into her chair, biting the right corner of her lip. Her heart began to ache at the thought of it all, and she did her best to ignore Victor's skeptical gaze.

"Don't tell me you still have some affection for that man."

"He's an important part of my life."

"He is? No, my dear, he was. I seem to recall a very passionate monologue where you pinpointed Dexter's death as his responsibility."

"We resolved that."

"You resolved things with the man who murdered your son?" Victor looked at her with faux shock, "If I were Dexter, I'd be appalled that you care more about his killer than him."

Such a foul creature you are… Irina glared at her father, her thoughts bitter. She then looked back out the window.

Me: I would love to reach the level of delusional that Victor has reached. Being this delusional has to be fun.🥴

"What did you ever see in that man?"

Irina swiftly looked back at Victor, "Excuse me?"

"Wallace is a degenerate criminal, a man with no morals and no heart. You are a woman of higher standing and excellence. How could you ever fall for someone like him?"

Me: Victor really doesn't know him like me and Irina do😭

"Maybe because he never treated me like an object."

Victor stared at his daughter, confusion in his features. Irina's gaze was firm and assured.

"My mother kept me locked up in different compounds, and now you're using me to eliminate your enemies. Wallace never saw me as a weapon of mass destruction or a means to an end."

"Credit where it's due, the man is intelligent. He clearly found a way to keep his hold on you after all these years. I'm almost jealous of his skills-"

Me:

Y'all don't understand I need Victor in hell immediately.

"He never manipulated me, Father. Never. I know him."

"Do you now?"

"This man that you look down upon allowed me to have a connection to the world. His language, his culture, his delights are all things I've come to love myself. I'd still be a sheltered, frigid woman if not for the things he exposed me to."

"So he gave you a taste of freedom and independence. That's not a love story."

"And what would you know about it? Were you in love with Helena? Did she make you feel like you mattered, that you were more than a pile of clay to mold? Did she appreciate your flaws and quirks and always give you grace when it came to your own intricacies? Did she look out for you, protecting your interests and being more than what the world made of her? Did she show you affection openly and confidently, letting you know at every waking moment that you were the one for her? Did she even ever tell you that she loved you? If the answer to all of these questions is no, then you have no business saying anything."

"...Hmph," Victor turned away as the car parked at their destination, "We're here. You better change your tune soon, young lady. For your sake."

Me: Oh she gagged him real good.😌 Girlie said "STFU, let me tell you what a real love story is!" Like even I'm jealous of what Irina and Wallace have.😂

Irina could only roll her eyes in response as she stepped out of the car. Johann stood in her direct path, a silver handgun resting in his palm. She sighed gently before taking the weapon, trailing behind her father as he stepped inside.

"Wallace," Victor nodded with a grin.

"Victor," Wallace replied flatly.

"Bastard."

"Scum."

"Always with the pleasantries."

"Yeah, I'm a sweetheart," Wallace rolled his eyes, "I take it those buffoons in suits outside are yours?"

Me:

I'm just living for how Wallace and Irina can't control how much they despise that man🤭

That they are, but don't refer to them that way. They don't need to be reduced to your…level."

"Whatever," Wallace rolled his eyes before letting them travel to the woman nearby, "...Hi."

Irina was silent, nodding her head before glancing away.

"It would be best if you didn't make eyes at my daughter," Victor cut in.

Me: No matter the situation one thing about Wallace is that he's going to make it known he adores irina.🥰

"Or else, what? You'd shoot me?"

"No, but she would."

Wallace raised an eyebrow before looking Irina up and down. Her grip was firm around the handgun, a sharp glint in her eye as her aim was steady at his heart. He frowned at the sight before taking a deep breath.

"Hands up," her voice was shaky, but loud enough for him to hear. Wallace stood still for a moment before he slowly lifted his arms.

"You had to know this was coming," Victor stated sadly.

Me:

“Irina,” Wallace cut in, “listen to me.”

“Be quiet!”

“Make me!”

“With pleasure,” Victor smirked, “Go ahead, my dear. Finish him.”

“Irina, wait,” Wallace pushed his hands forward, his breathing a bit shaky, “just…before you shoot, just hear me out.”

He glanced at Victor for a moment before looking back at her.

“I’ve done a lot of things I’m not proud of, been a lot of things I’m not proud of, but I’m proud of what I did and who I was with you. You’ve changed my life for the better, and I’m sorry I didn’t get to repay the favor. It’s been an honor being in your life, and I wouldn’t trade that for anything. I’ll be spending the rest of my life burning in Hell, but my time here on Earth, as messy and chaotic as it was, was pretty good because you were part of it. I love you.”

Irina gulped, feeling her eyes well with tears. Her words echoed in his ears as she pulled the trigger, “I love you too. I’m sorry.”

Irina froze for a moment, taking everything in before pulling the trigger. Wallace fell to the ground in an instant, a hand on his chest.

“Dearest,” Irina rushed to his side, laying a hand in his hair. He writhed in pain, gasping for air, “Oh God-”

“It’s o-okay,” he choked out, “I had it c-coming.”

“No, no, please. Wallace, please, you can’t-”

Me:

My wig is missing! I repeat MY WIG IS MISSING!!!! The way Wallace and Irina are acting down🫡

“Irina, let’s go,” Victor boomed as he walked towards the warehouse door, “You have more targets to strike down.”

“I’m sorry,” Irina cried softly, “I’m so sorry. I love you.”

“I love you too…” Wallace sighed, his voice hoarse and weak. She opened her mouth to say more, but relented when she caught him wink. Eventually, she backed off and walked to the door, turning to blow him a kiss before finally leaving.

Me:

"Raise your weapon," Victor whispered to Irina, who did as much, "Come on now, come closer. I'll have my daughter lower her weapon if you do."

"Give me one reason I should trust that."

Irina's heart fluttered as she heard the voice, lowering her weapon on impulse. Victor scowled at her as a foot came into the light, and then legs, and then a chest, and finally, a head.

He could hardly believe his eyes: "Dexter."

"Hello, grandfather," he replied, a sharp glare on his face. Irina did her best to suppress a smile of pride.

"You're dead," Victor spat out in shock, "You should be dead. How are you standing here?"

"Well, as you can see, I'm not dead. Points for trying, though. You really did a number on me."

"You shouldn't be here."

"Oh, but I am. I mean, I'm a Cassadine, after all. If there's one thing that's true about us, it's that we don't die easy."

Me:

I'm a sucker for smooth confident entrances 🤭

"Dex," she hissed as she came from his left. He snapped his head her way and sighed, dropping to his knees.

"Oh, Dexter?" Victor's voice was melodic, "Come on out, young man. Spend some time with your mother before she corrects the course."

"Anna, hey," Dex whispered back.

"Take this," she passed him the gun, "I know you said you didn't have to use a gun, but use it here if you must."

"I'm not going to shoot my mother," Dex remarked, looking the weapon over.

"Are you a good shot?"

"My father's an excellent marksman. He may have screwed me up, but he made sure I knew how to shoot a gun."

Me: I need Wallace to become canon because someone needs to teach Canon!Dex how to shoot😂

"Irina," the older man boomed. She lifted her gun in response. Victor took a step closer to the young man.

"What a fun sight," Victor grinned, "a stalemate between mother and son. I know you wouldn't dare harm your mother…but she'll do what I say if she knows what's good for her."

Victor took a step closer, covering his daughter, "This is it for you, dear boy. Whatever plan you came up with to subdue me won't work. I had your mother take your father out, and I'll have her do the same to you. It would've been more prudent to have stayed in the shadows, because now, all that recovery will be for nothing. Goodbye, Dexter. I hope you enjoy burning in Hell."

Me: Once again I have to say it must be fun to Victor because why does he think Irina would kill her own son? The very son she was devasted over him trying to kill in the first place🥴

He held up a hand, "Now, my dear. Fire!"

The room stood still for a brief moment. Dex's eyes widened as he saw the bullet rip past him, striking the wall. Victor grabbed his side, clutching it as he fell to his knees. The young man looked between his grandfather and mother, who lowered her gun and rushed to them both.

"Mom-" Dex began as she pulled him away.

"Shh," Irina hissed, "we need to go. Let's get Anna and Valentin and-"

The world stopped again. Irina let go of her son's arm, her hands clutching her stomach. She doubled over in pain, lying flat on her back.

Me: ......I'm on the way

"You…" Victor hissed as he got to his feet, "you worthless bastard spawn."

Dex felt Johann's forearm press harder against his neck. Anna and Valentin squirmed, trying to free themselves.

"All you have done is cause misery," Victor growled, "You broke apart the family, you actively interfered with my plans, and above all else, you still have air in your lungs."

Me: Oh Victor needs to be fucking fr because this man is acting like he didn't set all of this in motion.🥴 Victor middle name has to "бредовый"

"Your very existence is unnatural," Victor got in his face, "a black mark on our legacy. Helena should've gutted you when she had the chance, and I should've followed through after using you to bring your bleeding heart mother back. You won't evade death this time, young man. Your father's dead, your mother's dying, and you're the next to go. Enjoy these final moments while you still can."

Victor shakily aimed the gun at his grandson's head, his finger slowly pulling the trigger. The gun fell to the ground, going off and striking Johann in the leg. Dex fell to his knees, gasping for air. He looked at Johann, who struggled to get up, before looking to Victor, his eyes widening at the sight.

The old man laid still, a bullet wound present on his neck. His eyes were wide and glossy, blood leaking from his mouth. Dex looked to his left, seeing a pair of dark brown hiking boots. His eyes traveled up until he saw Wallace's face, determined and cold as the gun was perfectly aimed. There was a hole in his shirt, exposing a bit of his bulletproof vest's black padding. In the shock of the incident, Anna and Valentin seized the moment to free themselves, twisting the goons' arms and knocking them to the ground. They rushed into the middle of the action.

"Oh my God," Anna sighed, looking at Wallace, "You…you-"

"I know what I did, and I'd do it again in a heartbeat," Wallace replied, his voice deep, "His reign of terror is over…for good."

Me:

Like wow...

Dex," Wallace called out, stepping over Johann's body and dropping to his knees, "Dex, hey."

The young man's vision began to blur, a hand slowly landing on his chest, "D…Dad-"

His heart…verdammt… Wallace thought anxiously as he pulled Dex into his arms, "It's going to be okay."

"M-Mom-"

"I know, I know. She's getting help."

"But-" his breathing was shaky as his chest ached. Black spots clouded his vision as his father cradled him from the waist up, "Aah-"

"Anna and Valentin are with her, they're getting her help. Your mother's going to be okay. Worry about you."

"She…she was sh-shot-"

"And you're having a heart attack. Please, son, worry about yourself."

Me:

"Help's on the way," Anna walked over to the men, "The WSB's sending agents to take in the rest of Victor's grunts and ambulances are on the way."

"Anna-" Dex gasped out, "My…m-mother-"

"She's still alive," Anna crouched down, "She's hanging on; she's not going anywhere."

"I…I-" Dex blinked slowly before looking up at Wallace. The man stared back, a reassuring smile on his face. On impulse, he wrapped his arms around his father's shoulders, holding him close.

"Thank you," he sighed.

"No need," Wallace replied, hugging him back, "This was all you."

Me: 🥹

He squeezed Dex a little tighter, "Ich liebe dich, mein kleiner Bär. Ich liebe dich so sehr."

"Ich…liebe dich auch…" Dex felt a wave of relief rush through him, his vision blurring further before his eyes fluttered closed. His hold on Wallace loosened, and the hand he left on his father's shoulder slid off, going limp. Wallace felt his son slump against him, and he slowly pulled away to examine him. He gently shook the young man, panic slowly but surely coursing through his veins.

His voice cracked as he spoke: "...Dex?"

Me: So yeah i've decided that the Heller family will be the death of me.😄

#to those fortunate enough #AND THIS IS HOW YOU SOAP 🫧🧼#MAY SWEEPS WHO?!!!#general hospital

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after-nine-at-the-oasis · 2 months ago

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Also the way Carlos almost always looks like he's just been crying (probably not literally) this season is driving me insane

Ope?

Okay hello sir xD good for you

Ope nevermind o.o

This is a guy and a kid xD

Okay? It'll be okay

Bruh chill

No there's a horse

Oh it's not supposed to be there is it o.o-

YEP 💀

Ohh no xd

Crap lol

Hi Owen :D

Hi Marjan :))!!

Hi Paul :DD

And all the others lol

See I'm wondering about her guy lol

Ahh okay so we know

Uh ohh 😬

Uhh ohhh

Hi Judd 🥰

Ah crap

True, that makes sense

Tired compared to normal lol

Ahh I see :o

Oh okay :)?

Hi Mateo :))!

Ope?

LOL that's crazy xD

Ahh I guess xD

He's gonna try and charge y'all for that lol

Oope careful

UH IH

Be careful y'all xd

Oh dang and he still running

That stance for opening that o.o

Umm- OH RIGHT THAT XD

How can he still run 😭 xd

And how has this guy not fallen off yet lol

See at first in the beginning I just thought it was someone losing control but what happened to this guy xdd heart attack or something?

Oop

UH OH

Oh phew 😭

Ahhh xD yeah I guess it would take a bit

Lol I think he's got it honey thank you

He would be xd

Lol

Cap why you XD why not Judd

So you could get harnessed while he tied it?

Gosh y'all XD

Careful you don't just injure them from that lol

Owen XD

Oop careful- AYYY YEAH :D nice

Lol yeah Judd, where did you learn that Owen xD

Ayy they're here now :D

Hi Tommy :DD!

Hi Nancy :)!!

Aww my lovelies <3

Oh he's dead :(((

That sucks D:

Oop careful- TK you don't have time to get injured right now xD- awwww 😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺

The horse loves him :'((( ❤️

Yeah it's saying goodbye 🥺🥺😭💔❤️

Aww that's sweet <3

Ope?

Ahh his son or something :(?

Interesting that he's at your house xD

Ahh he didn't live in Austin

That explains the house thing, I imagine when he gets into town he gets into town xD

Not necessarily when Owen's on shift

The police department has stables 💀

Or was it something else xD

Awww that's nice :'))

I wonder if it was foul play or something since we're staying focused on it, or something will happen to the kid

That sucks I'm sorry my guy <33

Yeah :')

Ahh yeah

LOL crazy xD

Aww :')

Ahh okay heart attack :'/ :(

Aww xd

Bar and grill that's why he said bar but there were children xd

Awww :((

What about the McCaw

Ah oh yeah :'( poor guy

Oh no is he gonna die-

Oh okay phew

Oh no 😭😭

Putting him out to pasture sells like killing him honestly lol

Nahh Owen's gonna do something xD

Oop? Hi Tommy :D

Is this (saw a clip title)-

LOL is it TK- yeppp XD

Yeah she has teens XD

Lol

Awww :')))

BECAUSE YOU'RE LIKE HIS MOOOMMMMMMM 😭😭😭😭-

Andrea being the other but she's not an option here 💀 xD

YES HE SAID IT TOO :'DDDD aww 😭😭🥺🥰

Aw :')

Her smileee, she's so happy :')

He's like "boutta drop a bomb on you 😬"

Though I think they all know Carlos is struggling, just not the full extent xd it's kinda obvious ngl

Again, he always looks like he's crying XD

Oh okay she didn't know

Wellll xd

Random problem to have (in normal life) 💀

Yeah :((

Exactly it makes it harder 😭 and harder to talk to him about xdd

Oh gosh even the day it happened :(( 😬

Just better at hiding it now :(

YEESSSSS HE SAID IT!!! HE COMPARED IT TO LIVING WITH AN ADDICT!!

Oh thank goodness :'D

I mean that's not good but xD

Tommy's one of those smile comfortingly in sad conversations xd

Not bad just noticed it

Yeah exactly :(( I mean he can acknowledge it at least, to a certain extent

OOPE O.O

She hasn't told anyoneee 😬😬😬😳

He's mad (not really) she hasn't told them isn't he xD

Okay chill lol not

Honey :((

Yeah it's okay to talk about Charles as well :'))

Lol yeah xD

Plus your guys' other problems like trying to conceive

Oh gosh :O

Was it you-

Aww :'((

He asked how'd you get him to stop I bet it was her-

YEEPP

I'm sorry Tommy :(((

Yeah that makes sense :((

That would totally be TK and Carlos too ngl xdd

Not alcohol but yk

Sounds like you- okay nevermind lol, yeah though

Yeah how'd you do it

Awww :')))

KEEPING IT WARM 😭

AWWWWW STOPPP I'M NOT OKAY 😭😭😭🥺

And Carlos made you dinner too :')

Awww stop I'm not okay over them y'all <3

Charles and Tommy :'))

Lol yep, maybe :')

And TK and Tommy <3

I'm hoping we'll see them slowly start to progress this episode, maybe through a couple appointments, because the one other clip title I saw makes me think TK'll bring something up I one

Ope hi honey :D

What is this

What has TK sent you xD

Carlos no offense but you need other friends

You just don't seem that personally close with him xD

OHH stationeryyyy okay

Ohhh wait now YOUUU'RE sending it

It's a little blank

Exactly thank you Campbell 💀

He's like fiiine I'll help you xD

I really want this to be a comedy of errors with the two of them trying their best lol

I doubt it but I hope xD

Campbell and Carlos I mean lol

I am also confused

Awww that's cute :')))

Don't need to explain more Carlos xD

Campbell's like "just gonna move past that-"

LOL

True 💀

I am loving them but I know Tommy's in a 911 episode soon and I am so excited to see functional gays 💀 xD

To an extent

Craazyyy 💀

Lol he knows your pain xD

Awww that's sweet :')

Why specific numbers xD

10? 12?

AYY 11 nice I was basically right :D

Aww :'))

Ahh okay I see

See Carlos emotion, tradition

It probably has a meaning that's not your business xD

Ahh no it's about being busy

True :(( 😬🥺❤️

At least it shows that you love TK xd

If it is slightly to prove him wrong xD

Maybe just give him like. Your time

I know Campbell just pointed out those people but xD

You do have some time lol

Also in your defense you're starting in the negatives lol he was probably at least at 0/neutral xd

That's bc he knows how to do it 😌😌

Almost- xD

Oop o.o?

:OO the probie challenge is crazy xD

Honestly I wouldn't hate either one of them doing better lol

Judd showing he's got experience and Mateo doing better showing Judd is better elsewhere xD also that Mateo eats

LOL probie envy 💀

Why

W h y

He will

Oh okay he won't

Because he doesn't want it xD?

Ahh yeah that 😬 probably wouldn't want to eat that

"And because I'm not an animal" 💀💀

Just realized I should get a new post one second lol

#9-1-1 lone star #911 lone star #oasis's 9-1-1 chatter

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