#yea this is about you know who's 'review' again. it's on my mind now that i'm trying to finish the series. sowwy. ;9

[lyssafreyguy]

God . . . imagine thinking Laios is a bad person who doesn't care about people. actual insanity.

[lexiene]

═ 𝕆𝕦𝕣 ℂ𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ° . •° .

W/r: fluff, pregnancy, mentions of body changes insecurities, Megumi's paternal instinct, clingy Gumi, baby talk, mentions of de*th word, but overall more smooch of fluff FLUFFINESS

S/m: in which your husband aka your lovely Megumi had this clingy type to your rounded belly that he couldn't stop rubbing and showered with kisses as well the baby they love to hear their daddy's voice and they were kicking lovingly.

A/n: my first full fic after a year not publishing and became hiatus so here it is hope ya like it! (σ ´-ω-`)σ

edited: instead of waiting the right time to post.. I written this as tribute to Megumi's bday since I had been waiting for this for long months to do so here's the first ever fic of mine I didnt put my dividers yet bc s there's a sudden doubt of me again so need to review it again so yea...hope yall like it (•́ω•̀) also @greycaelum this for you in advance bday with fluffiness of baby fever 😖💜

W/c: ( 1.1k )

Finally, a long day you have been waiting for your day to rest due to your extreme shifting of pregnancy hormones. They're really extremely kicking in and that makes you shift moods at times.

Day and night kept you busy eating, watching, playing with your husband's Divine Dogs, and even morning to evening sickness.

Your OB-GYN told you that you were expecting a baby boy during your second ultrasound she also told you that she had also experienced lots and lots of morning sickness during her firstborn and thought she was gonna die but she reassured you that it is completely normal and your health stability maximizes the baby's growth in your tummy which was your relief.

The mood swing changing can be challenging too, since this is both you and Megumi's first child, a first miracle, and blessed by the Gods, can lead you to a roller coaster mood swings. Which is the sign of healthy and normal for the baby.

You'll tell Megumi the gender of the baby tomorrow since you don't wanna miss this father and 'son' moments on how precious it is.

Your husband's head is currently pressed in your growing belly for an hour now not releasing you from his embrace, since he told you in the morning he's on off duty today and gladly for that to not get too much overload of work which was his adoptive dork adoptive father bragging about the situation at the Jujutsu Tech nonstop.

You maybe knew that he have already prepared for this day to come, at last it came true. You also thought about for a quite some time now that he is finding your pregnant belly a comfort and reliever to his mind which made your heart swell and happy even though with pinch of insecurities from month changing leading you in teary state. Are you still beautiful? And getting uglier?

"You're crying again Y/n, what are you thinking?" you slightly flinch from his voice and snapped out from your thoughts again when Megumi breaks the silence you giving him.

Megumi always noted that everytime you spaced out with your thoughts that clouding your mind, he always knew where to cut off the silence and help you at ease by hugging then slowly rocking you and kisses your temple as you release all your tears out while holding him even your belly is occupying half of the embrace.

"It's nothing, Gumi," you sniffed "My hormones are kicking again and got me into tears, don't worry I'm okay." You smile and caressing his unruly hair signifying your love to his hair all the times a reminder of his style and comforting sight.

"You look adorable while talking to our baby~," you teased him in order to ease a bit his worries to you and the baby.

"No I'm not, I'm just...fine you got me," you laughed heartedly and vibrates your belly giving a slight shake to Megumi's face and he smiled seeing you happy again. He is happy too.

"Who knew the strongest shikigami user can be this affectionate?" you teased him again earning a groan from him as his face glow with red. You really love teasing yet of course with love out of it.

"You're dork you know that?" he now is the one teasing you back he do starting to learn something from you he also might got it from his friends but overall he learned it from you.

"Hey! At least I'm cute though!" you pouted and try to make him let go as if your telling him 'you making me angy at you' but he didn't.

Megumi shook his head when his wife starting to display her signature pouting again. He is always prepared again.

"Do you want some chocolate crepe with strawberry and sprinkles on top?" you gasped and your eyes shines in glee and small drool began to form, Megumi got the hint.

Your hungry now. Time to get ready.

You nodded fast like a puppy who wags in excitement and ready to be fed "Add some extra syrup too, Gumi!" you added but your husband shook his head in no.

"Did I told you not to add too much extras? The baby might adopt your sweet tooth and I don't want to have 'second' to handle the sweetness obsession." he's referring Gojo Satoru. Oh boy.

"You mean our baby, Gumi~ and why are you getting annoyed when our baby is not even born yet," you rub your belly telling your unborn baby to them or rather baby boy, him 'don't listen to your papa you'll be healthy once you're born' .

"And are your referring Gojo-san again?" shoot she got him.

"Oh Gumi, don't be!" she motions him sit down with her again and wrapped her arms around his neck since he stood up and he was already preparing your crepe "You know our baby will be more healthier if you feed me food with love and give me massage when your not occupied with work, you don't have to worry everything just always remember I'm doing great and this little angel," you point your tummy "Is happily kicking since morning, telling me that their Daddy is amazing and working hard to give me and mommy lots of love!" imitating baby voices making your husband hide his face into your neck in affection and get flustered.

"You might wanna put your hands now because they're kicking already as we speak," you grab his hand and place where the baby's kicking, and there. He felt it again.

The sensation of his child, the nudge gives him the brightening spark and different feeling of love when his hand place on it.

"See? They love their papa so much!" you giggled and kiss your husband's hair since he was He was still hiding his face into your neck and his hand on top your tummy and yours is placed on top of his.

He then leaned down and talk to his baby. "Hey there little angel," he whispered saying his favorite baby names to your baby "I guess your dad here being..overprotective again and I'm sorry, he was just following the doctor's instructions to keep your mom healthy and stable," rubbing your belly with his thumb "From now on I'll follow your request but still there are still limits and need to be follow, is that okay?"

Baby nudge into his hand in agreement saying 'it's a deal daddy!' and Megumi chuckled rubbing it again where the kick came.

"Great, I'm going to make your mom's request now, love you" he whispers and kisses your tummy. You swear your heart is going to explode from his paternal heart growing even more.

You're more happier than ever to be with him.

© Do not repost, refrain modifying any Lexiene works to any other soical media/platforms.

[astyrial]

an unlikely duo suna rintarō x fem!reader (fluff) synopsis: you're forced to figure skate with a well known hockey player word count: 1.3k warnings: mentions of skate blades masterlist | requests are open part 2 / part 3

    you've recently come to the conclusion that your hometown is far too obsessed with christmas events. one of them being that you have to perform a routine with a hockey player. one that has little to no finesse and lost the same lottery that you did (albeit, it was likely rigged by a close friend). your mind races with the thought of one of them accidentally slashing you while trying to perform with you. 

  a look of disgust crosses your face, and it goes far from unnoticed from your fellow figure skater, kiyoko, "it'll be fine, i have to perform with one too.."

  "yea, but you get to perform with your husband. who, by the way, has practiced figure skating with you. i'll probably get some macho, skating is just for hockey players, kind of guy," you raise your eyebrows, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

  "it's going to be fine, y/n. i asked ryū if he thought the guy would be a good fit and he does! he doesn't know him super well, but this 'suna' seems like a nice guy."

  you shake your head, walking back towards the changing rooms so that you can put your skates on. of course she believes he'll give glowing reviews, he's tanaka. he's probably the friendliest guy you know and is always up for helping kiyoko set you up with people. 

  "you're doubting me, and my husband, aren't you?" kiyoko catches up to you, leaving the cork board filled with  papers behind. 

  with a short shrug, you turn to look at her, your eyebrows narrowed. every person that they set you up with in the past has not exactly been within your grasp. leaving you to awkwardly leave the date and never say anything again. now, though, you're forced to spend more than enough time with this mystery 'suna'. 

  "more like doubting that he'll be as nice as tanaka believes him to be-"

  "you know, he's fine with you calling him ryū. we both love you a lot, y/n. and we're both just looking out for you. you're like the little sister i never asked for," kiyoko instantly begins to laugh, nudging your arm as you sit on the room's benches, your hands reaching for your skates. 

  your mouth sits open for a second, shaking your head, "unbelievable, i can't believe i've been betrayed like this."

  kiyoko continues to laugh as she grabs her skates down, tying them around her ankles. you finish tying your own and slip your jacket off, turning to face her.

  "so, when do we start practicing for this thing?"

  "uh, well, today actually..." kiyoko doesn't look up at you, her lips pursed, her fingers still playing with her laces.

  you narrow your eyes at her, an amazed laugh somehow coming out of your mouth. with a sharp, tsk, you lean back against the wall. today, that's hardly enough time to let you research the man. let alone enough time for kiyoko to give you a breather.

  it takes you a moment, but finally, you gain enough composure to sigh and scratch the back of your neck. "you're so lucky i love you, because if not, i might've killed you just now," you lean forward as your elbows rest on your knees.

  "sorry... i should've told you sooner, i mean i was on the committee. but i'm sure it'll be fine, you'll love him. in the meantime, how about we get started on the ice," kiyoko rests her hand on yours, a smile on her face.

  while a part of you knows you should be upset, but you know you can never truly be angry at her. you intertwine your fingers with hers and give your hand a light squeeze. with a light tilt of your head and an over dramatic sigh, the two of you get out into the ice.

  it's smooth, freshly run over by the zamboni. your skates glide over it as you breathe in the cold air. it circulates your lungs as you make a full circle around the rink. every morning that you go through this is a morning worth remembering. today will just be a little tainted by a certain individual encroaching on your space.

  you take one spin, letting your blade dance atop the ice. when your other leg hits the ground, you feel the adrenaline already pumping through your veins. "you seem to already be having fun," kiyoko skates over to you, her signature smile on her face. 

  "cold air helps me get over my grievances easier," you shrug, scrunching up your nose as she rolls her eyes.

  "good thing you'll be skating with suna then. plenty of cold air as you teach him how to do a twist-"

  "a twist? yeah i'd rather be forced to do quadruple axel than have some hockey player throwing me through the air like i'm a doll. especially when they're not known for their elegancy," a sigh slips past your lips, your eyes wide open in surprise. 

  kiyoko shakes her head, looking past you for a second. you turn around, wondering what she's looking at. your eyes narrow as you see a few guys stroll into the skating rink. you look back at her and then back at them, "why are there three?"

  "michimiya is late... she'll be here soon though. she's paired with daichi," kiyoko crosses her arms, skating around you, moving around.

  you shrug your shoulders, rolling your eyes, "so everyone gets someone they know but me? they were best friends in high school. and i get some guy from who knows where and is probably annoying and will end up sending me to the floor."

  "give him more credit than that, y/n. please, give him a chance, i promise he'll be okay. if not, then you can kill me," kiyoko brings her hand up to your shoulder and attempts to console you. 

  "fine, let's go meet him," you lean your head back, skating over towards the nearby benches.

  they're completely empty due to the rink being closed for your practices. meanwhile, the three men make their way over, walking in a distinct line. tanaka stands in the front of the line and leads the two others towards where he'll get his skates on. 

  behind him is daichi, and in the very back seems to be the man named suna. his dark hair sticks out of a beanie, a large bag thrown around his shoulder. there's a certain lack of enthusiasm on his face (probably one that matches a soft frown lining your lips). there are wired headphones hooked up to what looks like an mp3 player. 

  you look back at kiyoko for a moment and sigh, rolling your eyes before finishing your skating to the side the rink. kiyoko immediately greets tanaka who reaches over the side to give him a hug. he is quick to give you a hello as well, a smile still wide on his face.

  however, your eyes stay trained on your soon to be partner. he immediately pulls out his hockey skates and starts lacing them up. you wait for a moment before finally saying something, "uh, suna? i'm your partner for the event, l/n."

  he doesn't look up, his eyes trained on his laces and his ears still filled with some music. you speak a little louder, repeating his name again to somehow gain his attention. once again, it goes unnoticed by the seemingly preoccupied hockey player. 

  you look over at kiyoko who is shrugging her shoulders, pursing her lips. with your eyes practically shooting daggers at her, you knock on the railing of the tink, "suna!"

  "what?!" he finally looks up, his eyes wide in surprise at your loud attempt to catch his attention. 

  "i'm your partner for the event, l/n. how about you take out those headphones before you meet me on the ice?" you turn around, skating off before he has an attempt to say anything, mouthing 'asshat' to yourself.

[theroseredreaper]

Hi hi

May I request Azul with a reader who loves to take photos? Like they have a camera and love capturing memories of those around them with it

again if you have any questions about these let me know

Azul With A Reader Who Loves Taking Photos

Word Count: 946 Words

(A/N): I hope you like it! Reader was written to be Yuu/Player character. It’s, uh, also a little more hurt/comfort than intended. Oops.

Azul has a vendetta against you and your camera.

When you first arrived at Night Raven College, he hadn’t paid any mind whatsoever to your proclivity to photograph absolutely everything that moved with the ghost camera that Headmaster Crowley had bestowed upon you. Photography was a task that was placed upon you - supposedly - and he hadn’t known you as anything other than the magicless student from another world that had been moved into Ramshackle Dorm.

And then you were a sort of acquaintance that insisted on friendship with every sorry student that went through an overblot and the sight of you at Octavinelle with the ghost camera on a lanyard around your neck became a near permanent fixture of his everyday routine ever since he’d paid you back during the whole winter break incident. At first, he didn’t mind your constantly asking for photos. Having a tangible remembrance of occasions like the school festivals and events was something Crowley had asked of you, after all. It didn’t hurt to pose for photos when you were a natural at photography, either.

Lately, however…he could not seem to go more than a few minutes without you constantly calling out to him: “Azul! Hey, Azul! Let’s take a picture together!”

He simply could not wrap his mind around how it had become routine for you to photograph every little thing so incessantly. The constant sound of the shutter on your camera had set him so on edge that he’d even gone as far as banning photography from the Mostro Lounge for a full week, until the protests of the students that enjoyed being able to show off their meals on Magicam had done a hefty blow to his profits for the month.

Even today, during your near daily visit to Octavinelle, you photographed everything from the twins escorting you to his office, the tea Jade served you before exiting with Floyd in tow, to even him retaking his seat to resume working after greeting you. He could hardly focus on the numbers he was reviewing in the lounge ledgers in anticipation of what he knew you would inevitably ask him.

“Azul! Hey, Azul! Let’s take a picture together!”

Sighing, internally chastising the part of himself that could not bring itself to be terse with you, Azul set his pen down.

“Prefect. I am trying to work. You visit knowing that you can keep me company as long as you do not interrupt my work.”

“Yea, but,” you fidget and he decidedly does not smile at your pouting, “you should take a break now and then, Azul. I’m always telling you that. Besides, it’s bad for your eyes to be staring at such tiny numbers for so long.”

“And your suggestion to take a break comes in the form of asking me for yet another photo?”

You huff, as he expects. You fidget with the buttons on your camera as your pout deepens into a frown, which he also expects. He does not, however, expect you to curl in on yourself like a blown out candle, gaze dropping to the floor.

“I just want to have proof of the things that made me happy while I was here, Azul. I…hadn’t realized that I’d been asking you for so many pictures. Sorry.”

It’s such a simple, innocuous apology. Remorseful and definitely something that he did not want to hear come out of your mouth. The reminder of your temporary residence in his world, the realization that you treasured him more than he had thought and he’d belittled your feelings for him, hit him with the cold slap of instant regret.

“No,” he stood abruptly, startling you just as much as the instant regret left him reeling with the need to make amends. “No, there is no need to apologize. I’ve had a long day and I took it out on you.”

He beckons you to him, opting to walk to you instead when he sees how you hesitate with your camera in your hands.

“I hadn’t realized I was something that made you happy,” he sits beside you on the couch, adjusting his glasses to avoid eye contact. He clears his throat when you scoff at him. “Okay, yes, it’s very clear in hindsight how much you care about me. I am just…not well-practiced in things like this.”

You stare silently at him while he struggles to compose himself. He sighs and sits up straight when he sees that you’re not inclined to speak anytime soon, very clearly steeling himself for some sort of grand declaration.

“I’m…sorry.”

You don’t think anyone would blame you for gaping up at him as you do now.

“I really am. It was rude of me. I hadn’t even stopped to consider why you would take pictures of every little thing, even outside of what the headmaster had asked of you. I’ll take as many pictures with you as you’d like from now…If I could ask you to refrain from photographing every single object in the dorm every time you visit?”

Grinning, you press your shoulder up against his as you peer up at his eyes that now squarely look back at you. “Yes. I can agree to that.”

Smiling in return, Azul scoots closer to you so that the two of you can fit into frame as you lift the ghost camera up to snap a picture.

“Thanks, Azul.”

In the photo, Azul is focused entirely on you instead of the camera, eyes soft and full of adoration. If he asks you for a copy of the picture and keeps it framed on his bedside table from now on…well, quite frankly, that’s no one’s business but his own.

(A/N): I hope you enjoyed! Apologies that it’s not all that lighthearted, it just kind of ended up that way…

[samandcolbypost]

Sam stop being stubborn and listen to Colby for once. DONT GO ALONE. 3 years ago taught you nothing? 😭

I don’t really think it’s accurate but at least the first part meats the first part is what I’m talking about.

Sagittarius

“It's not that they are stubborn per se; it's that they won't listen to anyone who tells them what to do. Sagittarians are adventurous and open-minded, so they're willing to consider new ideas and learn from people. It's just these free-spirited individuals cannot be controlled or manipulated.”

Sam really needs to listen. It wasn’t fair for Colby because it was supposed to be both of yours big moment, but I don’t think it’s right to judge Sam especially because it was something he needed to find out too. He could’ve just woke up Colby and at least let him know, especially for safety since no one else was awake during that time and something could’ve happened. Colby was mad and he had every right to be, also because Sam casually mentioned it while they went to the basement. 🤦🏻‍♀️ But they communicated in a healthy way so that’s something at least. (I’m actually glad to see that because now we know what they do when they fight and it’s even more of a reason to love them) yea show us how it’s done! Some thing we all need to learn from.

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Colby threw the tick down only to go back in and grab water. 💀

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Okay everything I just wrote didn’t even save soo I’m going to have to try again. 🙃

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I love this down to earth moment after what they were told about “were okay” moment.

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I hope Colby is okay going into the woods especially since they’ve been warned. We see him running at the end so I’m hoping that means he goes back to the house.. also hoping they have walkie talkies just in case.

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We all know Colby is some kind connection because he feels energy sometimes, but can we talk about how twice Sam has done the Estes method he started shaking. I don’t know if it’s a connection per say, but it’s definitely weird. He felt like something was pushing him down, and the last time he felt he couldn’t even move. (I felt like Colby was still mad from the prior conversation because when he said “what were you doing” I was like 👀 I’m glad he realized to take him out of it at least, because I couldn’t even see him shaking on camera) I might be over analyzing why I think Colby said that too but anyways.

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I don’t mind Larray and Bella. I don’t think it added anything to the video like some have said, but overall it wasn’t horrible.

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I still am sticking to my box theory with Cody and Satori. I don’t think they’re horrible people but I also think they are lying up a storm. I feel somehow sound can be manipulated to sound closer and further away, and a lot of the sounds comes from Cody’s area..

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Sam and Colby tried the method and it didn’t work except for what they heard at the very last moment. I kinda wished it worked for them but I figured. 😕

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The camera equipment not working was kinda freaky I won’t lie. The fact it does this a lot even with their batteries being full. Also who or what was coming up the stairs?? I feel it could be the 4th tour guide or Zach, but how Colby responded on Twitter says otherwise. I guess the spirit just wanted to make an appearance in the video.

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I’m rewatching clips as I do this to remember (which is how this got deleted to begin with 🤦🏻‍♀️). Anyways, someone just posted a clip and you can see something outside the window when Colby is standing by the window, either about to go into the well or when they finished the Estes method idk.

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Props for them staying in the rooms by themselves I could never. Especially when it’s a haunted house and knowing anything could happen.

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I could never go to the graveyard like they both did, and Colby going in the next video. Hell no. I don’t do bugs, ghost, the dark, and especially when I am warned.

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Dave being a Dave 🤪😡 I’m kinda scared of Dave but I hope it’s just messing with them.

I don’t know how spirits can travel through the water? I thought they can’t leave the house unless they died outside or something. So I’m not sure how the aquifer could let them travel.

Somewhat of an Ep 2 review because I didn’t do it

Believe: Josh getting touched because he wasn’t even moving, the scrapping noise, the door opening.

Not believe: Satori and Cody, the one small door opening on its own. Do the owners/caregivers just stay there or something? I can’t say anything about this house if they are just chilling in a random room while S&C investigate. I think they stay in a different house but I also don’t know for sure.

I’m on the fence about the noises again I wish I could know the truth.

[hudine]

Still don’t have a name for this fic. Will put on AO3 when I got one. Anyone got any ideas for a name feel free suggest them.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

60 years later

Jules was in the human realm again for the first time since the sacking. He had wanted to go home long before now but his mother wouldn’t let him out of her sight at court. He became an adult by fae standards ten years ago but that didn’t mean his mother couldn’t find other means to keep him from leaving. Eventually though he got hold of a lute, some bard clothes, snuck back into the human realm and took up the name Jaskier to make it harder to find him. He’s been wondering the continent as a traveling bard trying to hear anything he can about what was left of the wolf school ever since.

Finding out knowledge of any Witchers yet alone a particular guild of them was easier said than done. In the past year he’s only managed to find two, one viper and one cat. He didn’t get much out of either of them but the viper and cat schools got never along the with the wolf school in the first place so it wasn’t that surprising.

He was going to give it a few more months then actually pluck up the nerve to go back home to Kaer Morhen and see what is left and go from there. Right about now Jaskier wishes he didn’t put such a good anti tracking spell on the medallions or he could find anyone he wanted. The majority of those who where out on the path during the sacking wore medallions he had enchanted in the first place so it wouldn’t have been hard otherwise.

He was playing in a small tavern at the edge of the world in the town of Posada when it happened. Jaskier was playing a set that was pretty much designed to get food thrown at him so he wouldn’t have to pay for lunch. Also he didn’t want to stand out so he didn’t want to showcase his true talents. Then seemingly out of nowhere Geralt of fucking Rivia unexpectedly walked in and took a seat in the back corner where no one would see him. The bard almost missed a note in shock. So knowing how literal minded his old friend was he started singing in metaphors using monsters that don’t exist or at least shouldn’t exist.

He finished his song and on queue got bread thrown at him. He started muttering at the crowed as he stuffed bread rolls in his pockets. He looked up to see Geralt hadn’t bothered to even look up at the spectacle. Didn’t surprise him much. He had enchanted the medallions to ignore his magic so he could get up to magical mischief as a child and Geralt always had been particularly resistant to magic even for a Witcher. It’s why Reidrich singled him out for his ‘experiment’.

The fae stood up, took a tankard from a passing barmaid, had a drink to brace himself and walked up to Geralt. “I love the way you just sit in the corner and brood.”

“I’m here to drink alone,” Geralt replied not even looking up.

“Good. Yea, good.” Jaskier ignored the Witcher and sat down across from him. “No one else hesitated to comment on the quality of my performance… except for you. Come on. You don’t want to keep a man with bread in his pants waiting. You must have some review for me. Three words or less.”

“They don’t exist.”

“What?”

“The creatures in your song, they don’t exist.”

“And you apparently still wouldn’t know a metaphor if it bit you in the ass Geralt.”

Geralt really looked at him for the first time, brow furrowed. “Do I know you?”

“Gee thanks. Nice to know I’m that forgettable. It’s been sixty years I know, but I hadn’t been able to get away from my mother until now. She had guards watching me and a tracking spell for when I slipped the guards. She was convinced if I came back here to see what was left of Kaer Morhen I’d be killed. Took me finally reaching age of majority and another ten years of court responsibilities she made up, before I managed to slip the leash. Anyone asks, my name is Jaskier and I’m a perfectly normal human bard, thank you very much. Really don’t want to be dragged back there. Court is boring.”

It took a moment for Geralt’s brain to catch up with the rambling and put it together. “Jules? You’re supposed to be dead.”

“I got out. Managed to make a portal and took the children with me to the fae realm along with Birman and Deglan who dragged my unconscious father along with them.”

“Vesemir said he was the only one left alive in the keep. Does he know?”

“Considering he shoved me through my own portal when I tried to talk sense into him about coming with me, yea. I would have jumped right back through there and dragged his ass back through with me but I hit my head on the other side and got knocked out. So Vesemir is still alive?”

“For now. Might be a different story when I get back to Kaer Morhen and have a ‘talk’ about him letting me think you’re dead for the past sixty years.”

“Don’t be too hard on him. He was probably just covering for our escape, didn’t want any rumours any of the mages made it out. The brotherhood was behind everything. Saw some of their council members, not just mages, among those attacking.”

They got interrupted as a farmer walked up to the table. “Excuse me… master Witcher. I need your help. I have coin. A devil has been stealing from our grain stores.”

“A devil?” Geralt asked sceptically.

“Well I don’t know what else to call it. It looks like a goat that can run on two legs.”

“And it’s been stealing from your grain stores?”

“Yes. I have a hundred and fifty crowns for you to go take a look.”

“Alright. You coming Jules?” Geralt asked as he got up.

“Sure. Maybe I can write a song about it or something, Eric,” Jaskier replied, getting up and following.

“Don’t call me that,” Geralt snarled annoyedly at Jaskier.

Jaskier haven grown up around Witchers, didn’t find it in the least bit intimidating. “Don’t call me Jules and I’ll not call you Eric.”

“Fine, Jaskier. What kind of name is that anyway?” Geralt asked as they left of the tavern.

“A whimsical one like you’d expect a bard to have. Also kinda fae, it being a plant name and all. They’re weeds. Hardy, will grow anywhere, near impossible to get rid of, and poisonous,” Jaskier proclaimed proudly.

“Hm. Put that way, very you,” Geralt replied as he got Roach out of the stable.

They walked out of town a bit before Jaskier couldn’t help asking, “Isn’t that one of the horses I grassed?”

“Her name is Roach.”

“And she lets you ride her? I remember most those horses becoming like demonic hell spawn afterwards…”

“Took a while but she trusts me. She makes a good Witcher horse; fast, lots of stamina, isn’t afraid of pretty much anything, won’t let anyone steal her. She’s also older than me and still going. Why did you grass horses anyway?”

“Oh. They had me practice on animals before they let me preform the trail of grasses on a person. I take it you haven’t come across the rats… those sneaky little bastards are why they decided we should move on to bigger animals who can’t hide as easily.”

“Rats? Is that why we have a colony of half feral mutant cats?”

“I only grassed two… to catch the rats. How was I to know the cats could still have kittens afterwards? Most creatures mutate so much they’re not compatible with the same species anymore and renders them infertile,” Jaskier explained exasperatedly.

“What happened the people you escaped with?”

“They decided to start over. Got the fae to take them to a new part of this sphere far from the continent. After all it’s not just here that has a monster problem. They’re thriving last update I had, and far away from the influence of the brotherhood. People actually look up to Witchers there and don’t have the superstitious beliefs about them so less die each year because of humans.”

Geralt had a far away look for a moment. “Must be nice.”

“I could take you there.”

“Maybe… someday. I can’t just abandon those that are left here.”

“How many are left?”

“The number dwindles every winter. Last count there where about twenty that came to Kaer Mohen to winter, not all of them wolves. There are also a few stuck in wolf form who live in the woods around Kaer Morhen. We’ve tried to help them but nothing seems to work.”

“I can change them back. I turned Varin into a giant chicken once because he was being an asshole. So transforming them back to their Witcher state shouldn’t be a problem. The problem is if they’ll stay that way. Might be that they’re not stuck. Might be that they’ve grown tired of life on the path and decided they’re better off as wolves. Seen it happen a time or two. Usually from the mistreatment they get from humans. I could quite happily do some really horrible things to whoever started the rumour that Witchers don’t have feelings.”

“They’re supposed to have been burned out of us during the trails.”

Jaskier actually smacked Geralt upside the head. “Don’t. That’s a load of nonsense. Actually if anything emotions are heightened because believe it or not that is a sense and all senses are heightened. You feel things more intensely than humans. Sometimes though it gets stuck inside and they get trapped where you’re unsure how to express them or are too overwhelmed to do so. Makes it hard to speak for some too. Of course the cats are the only ones who openly admit this. The rest of you all pretend otherwise because of a toxic culture that sprang up long before I was around. You think you had it bad as a kid? It was a lot worse in the past. Most the outright abusive ‘training’ was stopped.”

“I find it hard to believe with Witchers like Varin training us.”

“They used to all be like him… except Vesemir. He was always fair from everything I heard. Varin was just an asshole they had to confine to the keep and had to give him something to do while there. He learned not to mess with me though. The chicken incident just being the last in a long line of shit I did to him when he was being an ass.

“Actually I was the reason a lot of it got stopped. The mages never paid much attention to how they trained new Witchers until Vesemir decided I was old enough to be put in training with them. They where horrified by the shear number of boys who died before the grasses just because they hadn’t been fed enough, or exposed too long to the cold, or beaten for no good reason. Dad didn’t believe me at first when I told him about it, so I went to Dagobert, then Reidrich. Eventually I made enough of a fuss with them they checked it out, watching through magical means.

“They pretty much unanimously told Rennes they where leaving if they didn’t stop all of that. He came up with some bullshit excuse about selecting the toughest of the boys. Then my father informed him that there is nothing tough about surviving all that, mostly just luck. They wanted healthy boys for the trails and if they stop killing them off maybe they’d have more pass and their low success rate probably has everything to do with malnutrition. He wasn’t wrong about that. That was just part of the puzzle though. The rest was in quantity of elder blood, freely given, and different mutagens, and a touch of original genetics. If you have some elven or fae in you you’re more likely to make it. Or some chaos.”

“Like Eskel. He’s always been good with signs.”

“It’s also how I was able to teach him how to do some minor magic like glamours. Same with you. Actually you got more raw chaos than Eskel. Just Eskel has better control of his,” Jaskier proclaims to Geralt who just looks sceptically at him, “It’s true. I’ve had a closer look at both of your magical cores than most. I did the grasses on you twice, and the dreams on Eskel. Did my best to make sure you both maintained access to it. Hence why you both can do more than signs. I’m just surprised you both still talked to me after, yet alone became my friends.”

“If you didn’t do it one of the others would have. You where also known for being gentler about it than the others, actually trying to dull the pain, and had the highest success rate. It’s why I begged you to do my second round of grasses. Never trusted Reidrich. Besides you may have been one of the mages officially by the time I came along, but you where always one of us. You didn’t hold yourself above us lowly Witchers unlike Reidrich or Dagobert. Your father wasn’t so bad either, if a bit scatterbrained. But you Jules, you ran the walls with us as punishment like the rest of us when we got in trouble. Got stuck in the middle of whatever childish mischief that was being planned. Protected us from people like Varin. I’m also convinced you’re responsible for most of Vesemir’s grey hair. After all I can quite reliably say you’re responsible for my own hair going white.”

“It really wasn’t supposed to do that.”

“Relax it’s a joke. I have been known to make those on occasion. I got used to it a long time ago.”

“You joke? Actually you’re communicating in more than grunts. Are you ok? You haven’t been cursed with gift of the gab or something?” Jaskier asked sarcastically.

“Hmn,” Geralt grunted also sarcastically.

“Now that’s more like the Witcher I know and love,” Jaskier replied, grinning.

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[timothylawrence]

OK P4 thoughts.... now that it's been like 18 hours...

overall... solid 8.5/10. i loveee murder mysteries

the dynamic between the characters carried the game more than anything

multiple moments where I laughed out loud so s/o to the writers

AND despite guessing the big twist from day one, I was pleasantly surprised by various other twists and turns in the story so yay :)

never before has a silent protagonist literally swayed my heart in such a way Yu Narukami you are my angelll

ok spoiler-y review below :)

okay. serious review time but keep in mind im fasting so like these are the rambles from that. i'll start with the positives :)

did not believe jordan when she said i would be adopting these children by the end yet here i am. every single character you met had such a sweet and profound relationship and dynamic with one another... it was so so sweet. truly the high point of the game is how the characters interact. Yukiko and Chie, Rise and Naoto, Rise and Yu, Teddie and Yosuke, Naoto and Kanji... even Yosuke and Yu..... like they were all so so so wonderfully crafted with one another... AND RISE WAS THE SHINING STARRRRR

Dojima and Nanako.... the way i thought they wouldn't have such a big role and then by the end i was crying . yeah. big bro . i love u .

I KNEW IT WAS ADACHI!!!! I LITERALLY CALLED IT FROM DAY ONE!!! DAY ONE!!!! I just couldnt stick why he was choosing the teenagers,.... hence why the twist with Namatane was so fucking good. S/O to Jordan and Fil who had to listen to me scream about how he was the killer without being able to shut me up.

Okay but in all seriousness Teddie becoming human was like the wildest part of the game like did no one else go ??

The soundtrack bangs. to be expected.

Yosuke's SL was my favorite... i dont know how teary eyed i got but whew. it was teary. the ending scene on the grass... yea... yea...

man. the icon. the star. Yu Narukami. I NEVER thought I would like the protagonist, at least not more than "he's cool", and yet by the end I was more sad than anything to say goodbye to him!!! i had so much joy playing as him, he was so funny, so loyal, his dialogue options we're just phenomenal. He felt like a real character in his own world despite never even talking. I think I'll miss him the most/

ok time for the bad stuff:

okay like atlus why do you do this thing where you create such a good amazing storyline about humanity and what makes you you only to drop the ball and opt to make things creepy or some form of phobic !!! like WHY!!!!!!!

Kanji's treatment was actually vileeeee . I hate how they chickened out in the last moment because instead of having a whole discussion abt homophobia internalized and otherwise you've just created a homophobic ass arc in the game that serves no purpose. like UGH. just go the full mile!!! go !!! let him understand there's nothing wrong wit him being gay!!! stop backing out!! You quite literally would've had a near perfect arc if you just went that extra mile and didn't make things weird !!!

also naoto........ don't even wanna trudge into the discourse here but he/him Naoto is where I stand idk. his story kinda felt really similar to my own when i was in my teens but... again...Atlus...

hey atlus can you make ONE game where there isn't 10 scenes of teenage boys being creeps or has some form of teenage fan service. please.

rlly sucks that i cant reccommend this game without caveats because atlus is.... ugh. but yes. i did enjoy it. it has some moments that are genuinely uncomfortable and made me go :///. but i can fix things as is my will as a writer etc etc.

yeah i think thats what i have for now. i loved playing this game but i think i'll love thinking abt it and plotting even more..... <33333

[larrysballetslippers]

Annual Writing Self-Evaluation 2022

I wanted to this again as I had so much fun last year. And I have grown so much since last year hheehe. Let's see how this year turned out.

1. Number of stories posted to AO3 this year: 20 (+1 coming)

2. Word count posted for the year: 100,386

3. Fandoms I wrote for: One Direction

4. Pairings: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson/OMC

5. Story with the most:

Kudos: If You Forget Me

Bookmarks: If You Forget Me

Comments: Caught In Between Love

More under the cut.

6. Work I’m most proud of (and why): 

When I Say Give Me (I mean the world). It was the first Girl Direction fic I have written and the first longer fic in a long time (19k is a lot for me). In the middle of this fic my crush broke my heart, but I sat that aside to write it and I still don't know how I did it. I even improved my writing speed. Couldn't have done it without @thebreadvansstuff, so thank you sweetie!!

7. Work I’m least proud of (and why):

Printed Against The Sky. It's a good fic, I don't mind it, but I think I could have done better. I wanted to write Age Play for a while so I think I overhyped it myself. It's still a great fic, but just not what I hoped it would be.

8. Share or describe a favorite review you received:

On To Voice My Love. Let me just share it because I was smiling so much when I read it again:

Oh my god, this was so so good! I am not an active part of this fandom, but I saw this on my dash and read it. Also, I never read about smut in polyamorous relationships in general because I'm a little uncomfortable with that idea. But DAMN, this was so BEAUTIFULLY written! I loved how you portrayed the communication problem and need for emotional support for Harry, and how Louis is such a sweet supportive dom. Overall, it's such a healthy and precious demonstration of BDSM and also super hot. Loved it! Would really love to read more about these three! A small request, can we get a bit more dominant side of Andrew too, that would be hot af, but that's completely upto you. Overall, loved this sm.

The fact someone who wouldn't read this kind of story READ MY STORY AND LOVE IT!!!! I can't, I love it!!! it was a first for me, and honestly it was a bit weird to write at first, but now I am so used to have my three boys, I don't know to let them go (why the series is still going).

9. A time when writing was really, really hard:

Well it was around October, beginning of November. I was feeling really really stressed with uni and writing and all my responsibilities. I didn't really know why? But it was really hard to smile.

10. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

ANDREW MY BABY BOY!!! Andrew is my OMC for my For My Lovers series. I didn't know I would love him so much. He is my precious little bean. Well... he's very bratty and a smart ass pain in the butt, but he's MY pain in the butt. He came together nicely, like I didn't plan much, it was so natural. Love him so much.

11. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

When Love Is Enough... it's just something I wish someone will say to me one day...

Andrew let go of his body for the first time in a long while to hold Harry’s face. “Harry, listen to me. You’re our world, our everything. You’re not your sister, you are perfect just the way you are. We wouldn’t want anyone else. You are enough for us.” “Yes, you are the most caring and thoughtful person in the world, always putting us before yourself. Even before your own sorrows.” Louis kissed Harry’s forehead and sighed. Harry bit his lip again, it was uncomfortable and he wasn’t sure if it was bleeding or not. “Of course, you’re both so amazing, I umm… I should feel thankful to just be around-” Louis interrupted Harry. “You’re worth a thousand stars, a million suns and all the moons in the universe. Don’t let me catch you thinking you’re lucky to be around us, because we are the ones who should be thanking the heavens that we have you.”

12. How did you grow as a writer this year:

Omg, I thought I grew so much last year, this year is on a total different level. I started writing faster, make better plot progressions, dialogue got better. BODY LANGUAGE got so much better. I am much better with pacing, don't need to worry about it so much anymore. Short fics stay shorter, because I have been practicing with my fic commissions. I don't know, I write Girl Direction now, I feel I even have grown as a baby bi because of that! I am not so scared to say... boobs lol. I have gotten so much more confident.

13. How do you hope to grow next year:

Well, tone it done a bit... I have written a bit too much this year. I wanted to write 9? fics, because I wrote 8 last year.... 21 haha oopsie. I have definitely overworked myself and that's not good.

Besides that, I want to get better at writing. I want to better at grammar and imagery, less repetition. I want to grow. Be better at longer fics. My modelling au for the @notjustsmutficfest will be a longer one and I already feel overwhelmed haha. And a kid fic that I won't say too much about.

14. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

Well I think I couldn't have done anything, if it wasn't for @onlythebravest. Julia has helped me get through this year, I don't even know what would have happened if it wasn't for them! One thing, For My Lovers wouldn't have been here haahaha. At least not the way it is now!! Thank you for always hearing my whining and overexcited 2pm fic ideas.

15. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

Hahahaha, ummm. Almost all the emotional scenes in my fics have some form of self insertion hehe.

16. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

Well, have fun. Write what you want to write, don't be scared. If you want to write a fic where the one dee boys are butterflies, do it bestie.

17. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year: 

Well I have a few.

My Modelling au for @notjustsmutficfest. My girl direction religion fic for @1dreligionfest. Next season for For My Lovers. A pantyhose fetish fic. My kid fic. And a fic for next round of the @1dastroficfest, that's coming in January!!

18. Tag some writers whose answers you’d like to read.

@onlythebravest @thebreadvansstuff @huggieshalo @kingsofeverything @harrysmaison @thedevilinmybrain @lunarheslwt @momrryrights @larry-hiatus @polaroidlouis @cyantific @parmahamlarrie @haztobegood @faithinwalls369 @panye @zanniscaramouche

[amagicdoctor]

Hello Mun, Archangel fan over here. Glad to hear from you again. Hope you doing alright

It's been two months since Dark X-Men started so my review so far on the run (2 issues in) is:

They really did my boy dirty. He had one line of dialogue before going down, without a fight, in the very first issue and got ditched by his whole squad while he was still bleeding on the floor (sounds harshly hyperbolic but there was a teenager right next to him whom they all had the time to take with them as they left). Now, the "Archangel gets mind-controlled after being kidnapped on a mission" plotline is nothing new but they at least follow up on in the very next issue so no time is wasted. I could see an improvement on his situation so I'm not so mad

Other than how they treated my fav, I'd say every other character is pretty much in-character? It's been forever since any mutant's been written this way so I'm genuinely happy. Havok (Alex Summers) still has the same characterization from Dark Web tho which is a bit disappointing because it was rather reductive of who he was. I get it tho, this run is very much a follow up on that event sadly so they can't really stray on what it established even if that wasn't a good story in the slightest

I like the concept because it's pretty much what the X-Men used to do/be : Rescuing mutants in need. Being dramatic. Having feuds. Not always seeing eye to eye. Interesting settings. I really missed that and with a team this messy and uncoordinated, those things were a given

The worldbuilding is really really interesting. So far, nothing contradicts what we knew about 616 during Krakoa and things only get deeper in the Fall of X setting with DXM. We get information on both mutants, Orchis, humans, allies and enemies, magic and technology. It's pretty extensive

I still raised a brow a few times while reading but seeing how fast paced everything is (only a few hours passed at best and everyone is always doing something) I can forgive that. It's their first missions on their first night and, again, they're naturally uncoordinated

There's a few mysteries here and there to be solved and I can't wait to see what's in store

It was way less graphic than I expected. I know it was advertised as a violent horror series (and it does deliver) but with everything Kitty Pryde has pulled in X-Men since Fall of X started, DXM looks... erm... tame in comparison? "Graphic violence" is a bit subjective of a description sure, however Kitty is more sadistic in her solo approach than 4 long established vilains (Zero, Emplate, Goblin Queen and Azazel) who have little to no limitations in the amount of chaos they are allowed to bring. So yea

Overall? Good read so far. It was more fun to me than Uncanny Spider-Man which just came out... That one left me more confused than anything (the exposition dump didn't help) and felt so disconnected from everything around it: I can't tell when it's supposed to take place in, be it for Spider-Man (who's currently bad after being stabbed with Norman Osborn's evil essence and still has bad rep with the FF and Avengers), or the whole Fall of X deal (there are solo mutant heroes and full on teams going around New York right now but no one contacted Kurt yet even tho his costume is that obvious?)

Hi!! This is a pretty good review and I have the same feelings. After reading Dark X-Men in one sitting I completely forgot Archangel was a thing, I'm so sorry but he really was that absent from the story. It WAS super weird they just left him when the next day Maddie went out of her way to save her trophy boyfriend but ok Marvel 🤣

I don't have any issues with Uncanny Spider-Man yet but I do agree if you at least look at it from the X-Men's storyline it IS disconnected. And not in a way where we get that Kurt is aloof on purpose, but the writing does not help link it to any other parts of the FOX storylines 😅. Dude is really just on his own

[hedgehog-cynder]

flower boy review : fucking beautiful no complaints beyond rating on any scale. ill note some things about every song cause :3

foreword: holy shit what an opener. nothing lasts forever, nothing sticks together????? absolutely heart wrenching. amazing lyrics amazing everything THE ENDING SYNTHS?,$,%?"? breathtaking i swear to god

where this flower blooms: i would just like to say AGSGDGSUSHDHSGSHDJSHAHDGSJAGSGSJSGDD. instrumentals are beautiful tyler sounds beautiful frank sounds beautiful lyrics are chefs kiss what else is there left

sometimes...: i dont care if its one minute long I dont care its so fucking pretty and soft and sobbing material. on my first listen it jumpscared me because i thought it was BOYFRIEND. also the voice of the radio host is very comforting and helps me not dissociate

see you again: 20-20 20-20 vision cupid hit me cupid hit me with precision i wonder if u look both ways when u cross my mind i said i said im sick of sick of sick of sick of chasing ure the one thats always running through my daydreams i i can only see ur face when i close my eyes its so fucking beautiful kalis voice is heavenly this song makes me want to die

who dat boy: god everything about this one is just fucking beautiful the synths the lyrics the delivery asap sounds just so fucking good. everythings just. AGHDGDHSG and the ending feels like getting run over /pos

pothole: this is probably a song ill use to demonstrate tyler as an artist to whoevers interested in my autistic rambling cause. its one of the longer songs in the album its got stops n twists n turns the instrumental is to die for jadens voice is just so pretty. its one of The tyler songs to me. but dont take that last part seriously cause i say it about every song

garden shed: this one is the first song off flower boy ive ever listened to. it is just So. ITS JUST SO!!!!! estelles voice the slow pacing its such a good waltz. i would have to write out the whole lyrics because theres no one part of them i love more. its just so beautiful

boredom: everything about this song makes me feel like im going to die if i dont hold head in hands dramatically. its so vulnerable and heart breaking annas voice the harmonies the orchestrals everything just makes me want to sob. the end is especially devastating. another one im gonna use to explain tyler

i aint got time: god where to begin. whatever sample he used in there is fucking perfect for the job everythings so good and stimulating his delivery is flawless everything makes me wanna jump and kick and dance its all just beautiful. the ending is very silly i love it and also WOAHHHHHH. FUCK YEA GOOD FOR HIM

911 / mr lonely: just thinking about it is devastating. every time i listen to it i am mentally on the floor in fetal position. its so sorrowful and emotional while having the best motherfucking instrumentals and delivery like GOD i never doubted him but this man really does it all

droppin seeds: ok this is where my notes will fall a little flat. i cant take mentions of sex in any capacity seriously i am sorry. its a beautiful song though and i love it

november: oh god this one BREAKS me. its so emotional and open and i cant fucking get enough of it. and yet again it does so while being a FUCKING BANGER. the last verse always hits like a sack of wet mice and oh is it really bitch u know the dealy really hilly willy tilly silly hold that billy how i milly rock is soon going to become my newest vocal stim and i have no choice but to accept it

glitter: god what a devastating sad song. it really captures what its talking about. how joyful and cute and loving it is AND THEN the lowered pitch & tempo please dont save me the repetition of how ya feel? the kinda second half is all so much like being stuck in heartbreak i love it. it makes me feel like im falling from heaven. plausibly crowley style

enjoy right now, today: honestly with the sad note glitter ends on this one sounds so bright in comparison its fucking hilarious. i honestly didnt expect it to be almost fully instrumental but holy shit if anything it just shows how good he is even without lyrics. i have also never heard a more work at a pizza place song in my LIFE and its honestly making me wanna redownload roblox just cause i feel nostalgic. FUCK what a good closer

yeah thats it im done <3

[depravity-disposed]

I posted 886 times in 2022

246 posts created (28%)

640 posts reblogged (72%)

(Lol THATS so much horny)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@suntumsoph

@depravity-disposed

@afeedingfate

@untamedsinning

I tagged 531 of my posts in 2022

Only 40% of my posts had no tags

#shitpost - 117 posts

#t///lex - 99 posts

#llexis - 84 posts

#all of the above - 69 posts (nice)

#a character i can’t tag - 69 posts (nice)

#save - 49 posts

#hunger kink - 45 posts

#v ore - 44 posts

#llex - 40 posts

#digestion - 35 posts

Longest Tag: 130 characters

#that and if you’d get me talking about everything i’ve screamed in my drafts about our fictional crush i wouldn’t shut up about it

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I love characters who are just, in one way, shape or form... just ALWAYS Hungry.

Fuck thier metabolism. They’ll be stuffed full one minute, and then be right back at square one the next...

Characters stomachs that grumble and groan just by the mere mention of food.. that, if you were near them, you’d KNOW it was THIER poor famished middle screaming~

119 notes - Posted August 8, 2022

#4

AGAIN

Having your ear forcefully pressed up against a noisy belly, specifically hungry 👀

“Nnnf... yea.... listen to that....~ god I’m soo hungry.... it wants to digest so badly....~

... sounds good, right~”

124 notes - Posted February 1, 2022

#3

Probably a little bit fucked but idk?

Aroused Denial is hot.

Being so openly persistent that this thing can NOT be turning them on, yet here they are, hips bucking at the thought...~

And at some point, even though thier body is just lost in the pleasure, they keep mumbling against it... whimpering... but they loooove it~

And at some point thier words don’t even mean anything to them anymore, it’s just aiding to turn them on because now it’s degrading themselves ... making them feel dirty~

128 notes - Posted May 5, 2022

#2

Soda filled bellies are wonderful. They’re so bubbly and make the most delicious groans, swirling with so much vigor and causing some ridiculous belches in the right circumstances~

171 notes - Posted November 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I can’t explain why stomach noises turn me on so much. I can’t explain why certain growls, groans, and gurgles make me face heat up and my mind go blank.

They just do.

195 notes - Posted October 14, 2022

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[doomandgloomfromthetomb]

Ryan Davis and the Roadhouse Band - Tubby's, Kingston, New York, December 9, 2023

I mentioned that recent Uncut issue with the great On The Beach spread ... if you pick it up, you'll also get to read my full-page review of Ryan Davis and the Roadhouse Band's Dancing On The Edge, which emerged as a late-breaking 2023 fave. Feels like a total classic, pretty much everyone I play it for falls in love.

Here's the kick-off to my Aquarium Drunkard compadre Chad Depasquale's rave: Ryan Davis is tipping his beer to a world in moral and constitutional decline. Ruminating shortcomings, both inward and out, that seem to have settled into the standard, the Louisville-based journeyman defiantly declares he and his crew “the new vigilantes of the two-drink minimum” on “Free from the Guillotine,” the dryly pugnacious opener to Ryan Davis & the Roadhouse Band’s Dancing on the Edge, the latest and perhaps greatest notch in the storied songwriter’s belt.

Just in time, NYC Taper (which might want to consider renaming itself Kingston Taper) popped up with a very nice Eric PH tape of Davis and the Roadhouse Band at Tubby's. The gang sounds magnificent here, plenty of energy, plenty of style, pleasingly loose.

And hey, my Uncut review had a very brief Q&A with Ryan, chopped down considerably. Below, check it out in all its, er, uncut glory.

You seem to have mastered the art of the "long song" — the tunes on the new record sprawl, but they keep listeners hanging on every word. What's the secret? Did you have any songwriters who also go long in mind? Did you set out to write "epics" or did that just happen? What's it like playing these tunes live? 

I wouldn't say I've mastered anything, but yea I've learned to comfortably inhabit a song of substantial length. It's not something I ever set out to do. In fact, every time I sit down to start writing new songs, I consciously tell myself that I will make a concerted effort to be more direct, to write more impactfully without dragging the listener through such winding trenches. But here we are now discussing my 7-song 2xLP and further into the trenches we appear to be going. I've come to accept that maybe that's where I flourish, in some ways? A better songwriter than myself could derive a similar vehemence with far fewer words. But I do what I can within the space I know how to carve out for myself.

I don't feel strongly enough about this to warrant saying it out loud, but it's possible that Van Morrison or more likely Dylan or less likely Springsteen could be some deeply seeded points of reference and/or permission for the long song thing. Like in a strictly embryonic way. Not in terms of craft or studied approach, just things that were soaked into my brain by a certain age. Playing the songs live, in their current state (I'm on tour with a full-band as we speak) has been infinitely less punishing than I may have once envisioned it would be, specifically in regards to that. I'm pleasantly surprised every night by the time we finish playing Flashes of Orange that I somehow never feel buried beneath it or praying for an early exit from its brakeless 10 minutes of lyrical shelling. But I also think that's just a testament to how much I love playing these specific songs with this specific group of friends.

In the liners, it says you were taking a hiatus from writing "song songs" – was that a healthy thing to do? Why do you think inspiration took hold again? Do you have a particular favorite song on the new record, where it all came together? 

It was an imperative thing to do. I started writing songs for what became the first State Champion demo in summer of 2005. I was living abroad as a college student, shy and alone, far from home and without much reason to be there. I had just turned 20. I wrote and toured those kinds of songs for the next 14 years. I put so much of my life and identity into it, and I owe a lot of who I am to that work and those experiences, but I ultimately felt like I reached a point of terminal velocity with the completion of ‘Send Flowers’. I'm incredibly proud of that record, we all pulled a lot out of ourselves in order to make it, but it felt like an organic and necessary end to that phase of my life. It isn't entirely easy to talk about or explain. I just knew it was time to take a break from putting my mind through the endless song cycle, without really knowing what would fill its void. I started spending most of my time making experimental electronic tracks at home, just learning everything I could about 4-track recording, exploring new instruments, making freeform improvisational compositions with friends, while simultaneously returning to a disciplined visual art practice for the first time in well over a decade. Not only were these processes filling the songwriting void satisfactorily but they were also starting to shape me into a new and better version of myself, a re-wired or at least a re-prioritized version. For the first time in my adult life, I wasn't thinking about touring or promoting or even any sense of "community” whatsoever. I just wanted to *make* new things. Almost obsessively. And the more I sharpened those instinctual tools, the more I slowly started circling back toward the unexpected desire to return to "song" form with a clear and conditioned mind. It certainly didn't come easy. It was painful, actually. There was months if not years of struggle and self-doubt, of giving up and eventually trying again, but once I finally positioned myself to fully re-enter into that mode, I wrote the song "Bluebirds in a Fight." After that, I was like "ok, I think I understand how to do this again." Much of the battle was getting to that moment, but from there I was able to have some fun with writing the rest of it.

You're kind of a Louisville hometown hero — what is the music community like there these days? Who are your favorite local artists/bands/etc?

I think any kind of "hometown hero" attitude that could be applied to me, if that's even an accurate suggestion, would be based on my years of organizing a beloved music festival in Louisville, KY called Cropped Out (2010-2018). I can objectively say that it was a really special, magical, life-affirming thing that people truly cared about, but I'm not sure that can be said about most of the other things I've done throughout the bulk of my life spent there. I will say, however, that the Roadhouse Band show in Louisville on this tour (which was essentially the record release party) felt different. It was so fun and convivial and emotionally charged. The room felt full of love in a way that I wasn't expecting nor had necessarily felt before. Perhaps due in part to some sort of post-Covid communal/subcultural alchemy, you know. I essentially hadn't played songs in front of people there since 2019. So the overwhelmingly positive reception to the new record was not taken for granted.

It's an interesting place, Louisville... Endlessly frustrating, in a multitude of ways, especially as a person who tried very hard to "make things happen" there for so much of my life. It ebbs and flows between feeling electrified and stagnant, but even at its sleepiest there are so many brilliant, talented, strange, inspiring aliens who inhabit it. Even now in my peak years of introversion, I can appreciate that about it and inevitably feed off it in incalculable ways. If it weren't for Sapat alone, my musical trajectory would be different and likely lesser. All the bands born out of that band, all the freaks I've met through just surrounding myself with those people since moving back home from Chicago back in the late '00s, not to mention the actual music and all of its various modes of creation. They somehow continue to be a perennial source of joy, wonder, discovery.

[destinyc1020]

I love how everyone switched up on jacob elordi after having a few positive reviews for performance ( mind you hes overshadowing the leads barry keoghan in saltburn who has been getting rave reviews and cailee spaeny who also delivered why is that being ignored. The same cailee who just won a prestigious acting award at venice)

Im happy for jacob elordi but also why is that that when black actors and poc actors get positive reviews for there for performances they get neglected or never the given the respect that white actors who do the bare minimum get. Like people really be putting white men on a pedestal for doing the bare minimum. Where is the kelvin harrison, nicole beharie, brian tyree henry, riz ahmed, kiki layne, etc love they've given amazing performances and yet havent even got the same amount of love as JE. Again Im happy JE its amazing to be praised for your work but can we also not reserve that praise only for white men.

I love how everyone switched up on jacob elordi after having a few positive reviews for performance ( mind you hes overshadowing the leads barry keoghan in saltburn who has been getting rave reviews and cailee spaeny who also delivered why is that being ignored. The same cailee who just won a prestigious acting award at venice)

Oh wow, I didn't realize that he's overshadowing even Barry's work in Saltburn. 👀 That's interesting, because judging from the trailers, it seems like Barry is going to have the tougher acting performance lol. But we'll see I guess? I mean, I hate to say it, but JE being one of the very FEW actors to be able to promote his work ("Priscilla") right now is definitely working in his favor. Plus, he's SUPER tall, and based on who you ask, probably more "conventionally handsome" than Barry.... 👀 I'm not surprised in the least if he's getting attention. The Devil works hard, but JE's publicists work HARDER! LOL! 😅🤣 I kept telling y'all that when they were calling JE "Generation Z's Leading Man" in that magazine article a while back that they were stretching things and just trying to make him HAPPEN sooo harrrrd lol. Most people were like, "HUH?? Did Tom Holland and Timothee Chalamet up and die that we don't know about?" (Technically, Timmy is a Millennial though lol 🤭)

His team was also trying to put his name out there for James Bond rumors, and for the role of playing the new Superman lol. Like geez.... they don't take a break! Cuz I swear, noooobody was checking for him like that in order to cast his name out in the ring for these two huge franchises. Now, maybe after THIS year, I can see his name swirling and circulating more in these circles. But last year? Psshhht... please lol 😅 The man has never even led a film or even BEEN in a film on the big screen before "Priscilla", let's be honest.

I think we should just wait to either see these two films, or just wait to see what OTHER moviegoers say about the films and who really stole the show before we judge too quickly. Either JE is just getting a bunch of shine simply because he's the only one who can really promote stuff right now lol, OR, he really does shock people by how good his acting really is, and we just are yet to see it onscreen. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Im happy for jacob elordi but also why is that that when black actors and poc actors get positive reviews for there for performances they get neglected or never the given the respect that white actors who do the bare minimum get.

❤️❤️ Yea girl, I know what you mean. 😔 We all know what type of society we live in, so it's not even surprising at this point. But you're right, it's just annoying that poc actors get ignored ALL the time, even when we're acting our tails off in several roles. There's usually very little fanfare.

Like people really be putting white men on a pedestal for doing the bare minimum. Where is the kelvin harrison, nicole beharie, brian tyree henry, riz ahmed, kiki layne, etc love they've given amazing performances and yet havent even got the same amount of love as JE. Again Im happy JE its amazing to be praised for your work but can we also not reserve that praise only for white men.

THIS!! Like, don't get me wrong, I'm happy for JE, and I'm happy for anyone who can make it in this cutthroat, sometimes back-stabbing and corrupt industry tbh..... But you're so right! Sooo many black actors and actresses put in awesome performances year after year --- and yet, where are their Oscar noms and wins? Everyone you mentioned are great actors. I'll also add Jharrel Jerome to this list.

You know good and well there is going to be some phenomenal acting in "The Color Purple Musical" when it comes out this year (*crosses fingers*), but let's see if it gets any mention/accolades.

POC actors are definitely NOT playing on an equal playing field in Hollywood. That's just the sad truth about it... 😔

[speakyskelly-1999]

okay so

kill la kill

i watched kill la kill when i was 15 and i loved

i rated it a 9 on mal

it was the show that got be back into anime

(i initially watch one good show and then quite a few mid ones and so stopped watching for a while and then when this came to netflix i watched it and afterwards cowboy bebop and well the rest is history)

becvause i liked it so much and because it had a good reputation, my friend who was getting into anime tried it

and she hated it

it's so far the only anime she dropped

she subsiquently asked me why i liked it so much and then told me to watch it again now and erm

yea it's not aged well

as a side track

i like to say i have a good memory and i do. most media i can recall pretty easily. the main factor on recal being how long it's been since i watched something, and even then if i start rewatching a thing i can often remeber how the rest of it will pan out after watching a small percentage of it

with that in mind i did only watch the first episode and scan through the rest of the series so this "rewatch review" (honestly i can't even really call it that, let me know if you think i should re watch it properly and give my full thoughts on it) is gonna be far from perfect but like enough for what i'm going for

oh and spoilers from this point on

so for my previous memory of the show i love mako, ryuuko, and satsuki and on looking at it again i remembered how much i liked ira. i think all thoes characters fun and i still like them. i don't think i really have any issues with them. the music girl and the tech guy are two characters in my mind that i remeber liking somewhat but finding issues with them but i don't remember what. the other thing i really like from it was the dumb plot twist of clothes are an alien race trying to ensalve humanity by (and i think this is right i could be wrong. reading has always been difficult for me and, while i've improved over the years, i can still miss a lot of plot stuff when they suddenly dump it on me in anime. note of i watch mainly subs which is why i struggle. i tend to not like dubs) getting people to ware clothes. i also really liked how vibrent the show was and again on scanning through it again i remembered the really cool stills and artistic choices they made.

and i think thats were the positive part of this "retrospective" ends

erm yea so i think even as a kid i was initially weirded out by how little ryuuko wore but when they explained 'oh more the skin you show the stronger you are' i just accepted it and hell i was 15 and most of the characters were 15 i just let it wash over me. NOW THO man it makes me feel really uncomfy. and like i'm somewhat desensities to this stuff cos, lets be real here folks, anime can have quite a bit of that kind of stuff. either depending on when it came out or it's genre, writers, intended audience etc. but like ryuuko is initially really uncomfortable showing this much skin. and like i know she comes to accept it, and as a teen i just accpeted that she was fine with it, but Now i'm like she should never have had to accept that, she's FITHTEEN.

AND IT REALLY DOESN'T HELP THAT SENKETSU IS TOO INTO IT. like i get that he's trying to make her stronger and he wants to eat her blood or whatever. but like it's so weird. i think as a kid i just chose to ignore it/became desencitised to it/could read it properly but i did also not like him. so much so that i forgot he could fucking talk, hell was even sentient, till i rewatch the first episode. like if senketsu was a woman it would have been better. NOT BY MUCH, but idk it feel a little more bearable to me now if i was gonna rewatch it.

i don't even really want to mention ryuuko and satsuki's mother. can i just not think about it. she was disguysting to me as a kid and i hated her and what she did to not only ryuuko, satsuki, her husnabd and the pink girl (what the fucks her name nui) has always started with me (even if the exact details of what she did from my memory vary from charcter to character) and i'm glad she died. i'm not gonna go into wwhat she did and the order of characters is not in an order of which thing is he to them i find most ogreegous. i just. imma move on i can't deal with that bitch

what else... oh yea i forgot how pervy mako's dad brother and dog is towards ryuuko. that sucks.

there are other reasons that it now just kinda makes me uncomfortabnle. again i might rewatch it to get my full thoughts on it but like idk if i should. let me know if you think i should comit to the bit

but like so now

now i don't know what to do. it's had been one of my favoruites fro ages and it was like the first one i put on my mal favorites list. i had to take it of cos like it can no longer hold that placxe in my heart now cos it makes me feel icky. it sucks re watching a show and thinking it's not that bad, my was a little weird in places but shows from then were like that, and then finding out it's so much worse than you remember.

whats really bezarre is that i don't know if i can recomend itanymore. like the my friend who watched and dropped it can handle like wierd scenes, some nudity, darker topcis, the works. i can handle a little less than them but still a lot (liike i watched the worse parts of elfen leid before stopping and that was beceuase it was doing all these things with nothing to say about it. it was just to be edgey) but this just both of us just feel so aaaaah now

i think watching it at 15 and having thoes 5 years of really likeing it was fine. like i think 15 is probaly the only age i could have watched it at for me to enjoy it as much as i did. i'll still hold ryuuko, mako ans satsuki in my heart as i really liked their charcters (hell ages ago i considered getting ryuuko and satsuki's figures in their normal school uniforms, or the ones in the last end credit scene when everything is hunky dory again. NOT and i repeat NOT their fighting outfits) but ultimatly the shows not aged well and even for the time they should have made from different creative choices

[azoreaneve]

Well you asked for it… [cracks knuckles]

Fuck if Tats’s tantrum is the same as in the webcomic then it’s not the end of the world to read… all in a row. There, it was some light-hearted character growth which, given the bleaker nature of that story, is generally welcome. But then add the Fubuki shit with Psykos and that part of the manga looks so unpleasant to read through. Fuck I wasn’t reading it and it was still annoying to live through (can you tell I hate the manga renditions of the psychic bitches? Yea)

Still, big lmao at you just deleting the review. For how long was that WIP sitting around?

My issues with Genos’s design atm are that we’re losing his original characteristics. One of the most enjoyable things about seeing the kid return from the car shop is seeing his new wardrobe choices. The cowboy boots, the Genocide T-shirt, that amazing white jacket from the MA arc, the hoodie from the Garou fight, the black turtleneck…. He’s proud and he enjoyed looking good, and we had that repeating joke of seeing his fashion get ripped/burnt/dissolved whenever he got into a bad fight.

So now we see him wear less and less clothes (in both versions of the story) and it’s sad to see that side of him go, as much as it makes logical sense, what with all the shit he can have on his back and arms now and him probably getting real tired of buying new clothes. Additionally, in the manga his design is… like a generic non-descript skintight suit kinda armour….. there’s no soul to it, no intricate hardware details for me to jack off over… I literally have tons of saved panels from early OPM of like closeups of Genos’s hands because of how cool they looked and now the thought of doing such a thing doesn’t even cross my mind, he just looks very meh. ALSO we already have a guy who pulls off the final form of that look with much more flavour.

I don’t think these 2 things will get fixed the next time Kuseno gives him a makeover.

The brunt of my issues with the webcomic vs manga changes are the ending of the MA arc. It was too over the top in a completely redundant way. You know how we all go through a phase of enjoying “what if cute fairytale…. but edgy dark, amirite?!”. Well OPM manga doesn’t need it because we already have the slightly darker world in the webcomic. The manga also especially doesn’t need it when you then go “lmao syke!!”, insert some bogus time travel shit, and then make everyone involved forget it AND THEN MAKE GENOS LEARN ABOUT IT THROUGH THE POWER OF LOVE OR SOME BULLSHIT WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ABOUT. Like, I’m sorry, but my suspension of disbelief ain’t reaching those levels. I called this resolution when Genos FUCKING DIED and I hated it from that point already because now the next time he dies, or anyone else important dies, we’ll all have copium ‘till the end of days because WHAT IF WE GO BACK IN TIME AGAIN GUYS, WHAT IF SAITAMA PUNCHES THE BADDIE BACK INTO LAST TUESDAY AND EVERYTHING IS FINE!!!.

And after that we go back in line with the webcomic, you know, the universe where Genos and Saitama are kinda more jerks towards one another? Because they had less teambuilding experiences? So anyone who’s not aware of that just sees their relationship fluctuate like hell in the manga for seemingly no reason, one day Saitama is like “wow you’re great you’ve grown so much” and on the next he’s “I remembered I’m tired of living with you so I don’t wanna see you bye”. You can argue that Saitama’s mental disposition easily leads to avoiding ppl like this but hhhhhhh idk man I still don't like it…

Also obligatory “Fubuki looked tons better in the webcomic” comment. And I’m worried about what they’re gonna do to the new cyborg girl because knowing Murata she’s also gonna have huge tits now or something, le sigh.

hungry fans

It sucks to be an OPM fan with a keen interest in only one or two characters. Because ONE will make sure that there's enough of your favourite characters to give you a feast and hook you, and then he'll move on and you're left starving for ages.

So far, I can identify several hungry tribes of fans:

A: The Sam Fam Crew

Recently been fed, so they're not weeping too much. But unless Iaian finds a way for them to stick around now that Atomic has declared a training camp from hell, they'll shortly be tightening their belts again.

B: The Nin-Nins

A few appetizers here and there, but nothing solid of late. True to their nature, the ninjas are proving elusive.

C: The Absolut Zeroes

Ah, Drive Knight, when shall we see your black and shiny shifty-eyed self again? You left so suddenly and quite broke our hearts.

D: The GrooGroos

Now ONE has been known to drop characters like a needy friend when he's done telling their story. With Garou still having work to do to understand himself and actually do better, this tribe got its hopes up of seeing Garou regularly. So far, this is the last he was seen (a full year ago):

There are many other smaller tribes, but these are the loudest ones on the internet, bravely boycotting new chapters until they get what they want.

Me? I may have my favourites, but I love them all so I'm always fed. :) OPM doesn't work without a large cast of well-realised characters.

[lilyswh0re]

after - adrian pucey

date: july 22, 2022

summary: the aftermath

note: second part to strings. race and apperance isn't mentioned but y/n uses she/her

warnings: a couple swear words

a/n: two posts in one day is crazy for me. Ameila is giving Murray from ST hehe. The grammar is correct this time because I wrote this on my computer instead of my phone like i normally do. Also I learned how to do the keep reading break

tags: @limerenze @loverssfevers @ghostofscarley @dayangestre

Come morning time, y/n was alone again. Alone with hardly any recollection of what happened a few hours ago. Instead of breakfast, the families opted for brunch, which y/n had walked into. 

“Sit!” Her father encouraged her. The only open seat, unfortunately, being across from Adrian. While she didn’t remember exactly what she said, she knew it wasn’t nothing. He was so passive this morning it almost hurt to watch them interact.

“Toast?” He offered her the plate.

She nodded and took a half slice, “Thank you.”

“We’re going down to the beach later.” Adrian’s mother informed them. Y/n just nodded.

Y/n’s mind was still on last night, everything was in place but it wasn’t right. Amelia–Adrian’s oldest sister–seemed to notice too, as she could not stop giggling into her tea cup. 

Adrian wasn’t kicking or pushing her, he was being awfully gentle. “Orange juice?”

“Sure, thanks.” It was becoming unsettling, not just for her but for everyone else at the table. Their mothers were overjoyed by the sudden change, as their lifelong dream of their children being together might actually occur.

“DId you have fun last night, Y/n?” Amelia asked. Y/n’s eyes went to the side to look at her before turning her head to respond.

“Yea, I might go out again tonight.”

“I bet, let me know so I can join you. You should come with us, Ade.”

“I’m still tired from last night.”

“Didn’t sleep well?” Amelia pouted.

He squinted at her to stop, “No, not really.” He hadn’t slept at all. He couldn’t believe he pushed Y/n away completely. She had been around for so long, put up with all of his antics, or so he thought. Truthfully, she put up with it because she had to but she would complain about it every chance she got.

“I’m going for a bike ride before we leave,” Y/n stood up from her seat. She went up to her room to change and to review what could have possibly happened to prompt Adrian’s sudden sickly sweet behavior. Staring at the posters on the ceiling, she fell back into her bed. 

They went to the party, that part she remembered clearly but as the drinks rolled in, her memory faded. Adrian brought her home, she got in bed, she told him that she hates him- SHE TOLD HIM THAT SHE HATES HIM. Her palm came down to her forehead. 

Stupid, stupid, stupid. 

She meant it though. All Adrian had ever done since third year was terrorize her and her friends. He wasn’t that 11,12 year old who wanted her to help him with transfiguration. He was now the 16 year old who flirted with girls he knows Y/n doesn’t like. He was the 16 year old who did everything in his power so Y/n couldn’t be able to bring home any boy who wasn’t him.

There was a knock on her door. “Come in.” It was him.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

“You still wanna go on that bike ride? You’ve been up here a while.”

“Yea, I’m gonna go in a bit. You’ve been acting weird all morning.”

“To be fair, you were asleep all morning, it's past noon now.” Adrian smiled. It faltered when he realized you didn’t find it amusing.

“Adrian?”

“Yea?”

“Why are you like this?”

“Like what?”

“Like this! You’ve spent the past three years doing everything and anything to make me mad, to get under my skin. And then you act like you’re the picture of innocence!”

“You make me a jealous mess, Y/n! I’m sorry I’ve pushed your boyfriends off their brooms and hex them whenever they’re away from you!”

“You’re not entitled to me!” “I know that.” His voice was barely above a whisper. His head dipped back against the door frame.

“Just because our mothers want us together doesn’t mean it’s going to happen.I told you that as long as you treat me the way you do, I won’t go out with you and I meant it.” Her voice was firm but even if it had been wavering, Adrian knew it to be true.

He nodded and left.

Not long after, Amelia slipped in, giggling as she had been during brunch. “Lovers quarrel?”

“No.” Y/n pulled her new shirt down, “Your parents and my parents aren’t arguing.”

“Oh I know that. I was talking about you and Adrian.”

“We aren’t lovers and will never be.”

“Whatever you say.” She slipped out as smoothly as she slipped in, only her head was still inside the room, “Your brother and I have a bet, don’t let me down.” She winked.

“Get out. Amelia!” She chucked a pillow at the door.

Y/n rushed out herroom to the backyard, hoping no one else wanted to give their unwanted opinion. She got a running head start before hopping onto her bike.

“Bit mad, huh?” Her brother called out.

“Shut up, asshole!” The wind carried her string of insults to him as Y/n peddled away.

At the beach, the families set up a good distance from the water. Y/n had no intention of getting in the water so soon. So when she was asked to join a game of volleyball, she agreed almost instantly.

Adrian, on the other hand, got into the water as soon as he put his stuff down. He almost didn’t even realize when one of the boys wrapped his arms around Y/n to fix her form. He wouldn’t have noticed if it hadn’t been for his youngest sister who pointed it out. 

“Ads, who’s that with Y/n?’

“Just a friend.” He dove in, making Annabelle, who was on his shoulders, shriek at the cold water. 

They didn’t speak the entire time at the beach, until the very end.

“Adrian, can you please tell Y/n it’s time to go?” Her mother asked. Although he didn’t want to, he nodded and made his way towards her.

“Y/n, we’re leaving.” Adrian kept his distance from the pair. She turned to look at him as he stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked at the shining waters.

“Bye,'' she said softly to the other boy. 

The car ride home was full of chatter and laughter but Adrian was miserable. Though Y/n was doing much better than him, she also wasn’t doing amazing. 

Amelia leaned into her, “Why the long face? New boyfriend wasn’t adequate?”

Y/n scowled, “He’s not my boyfriend and he was…fine. And it’s his last day here before he goes back to America so…”

“Huh seems you were robbed of a summertime romance.” Amelia leaned back in her seat.

“I don’t want anything with him! He was just fun to talk to!” Y/n whisper yelled. Adrian whipped his head back to look at them and accidentally made eye contact with Y/n, who quickly turned to look out the window.

“Ah to be young and dumb,” Her brother sighed. He laughed at the thud from Y/n kicking his seat.

“You’re three years older than me dipshit!”

“Language!” One of the adults called out.

The rest of the summer continued like that. Barely any acknowledgments between the two.

They were now in their sixth year and Adrian had been made headboy. Y/n now found herself in an empty compartment, waiting for her friends to arrive. Adrian stepped inside, sitting in front of her. “Look, I know I’m a total arse to you and you will never date me but if we could just be friends.” 

Y/n looked at him for a moment. He was being sincere, something that wasn’t very common towards her. She nodded, “Friends.”

Maybe even more but all in due time.