#yeah yeah I know it's late on a Friday and I'm obsessed with this

[backjustforberena]

Rhaenys is such a quiet character. In the course of the series, she doesn't raise her voice. She never shouts. She never sobs or rants or does anything like that. She doesn't hit anyone or run or rage.

Her most tragic moments are quiet: she is silent as they take the Crown from her, she whispers accusations and bitter truths to her husband, speaks calmly to those who wrong her, or imprison her. It is Meleys who roars, not her, when confronting the Greens. She does not speak.

Even with her own death, the command to Meleys is quiet, there are not tears, no shouts. No scream.

But. But. The audience knows she feels. They know she has a riot of feeling in her, a violence and a dragon in her. We've seen what she keeps caged. What she overrules time and time again.

We have an exception to the quiet.

Rhaenys collapses when she believes herself to be looking at the dead body of her son.

And she is screaming. For nearly twenty seconds straight, with it implied to go on and on, the woman who never lets anyone see her hurt, who had gone through her daughter's funeral just YESTERDAY as a picture of grace and solemnity... is screaming, on the floor, stripped bare to her impulses.

There's no attempt at control. No dignity. No logical mind overriding her. This is her at her rawest. When nothing else matters.

When she has her heart cleaved from her chest, she screams.

[sturniqlo]

HERE TO STAY FOREVER- CHRIS STURN

summary: when chris starts to turn cold towards his best friend, y/n, she thinks the worst. what happens when she starts to back off and chris is desperate to hangout with her and confesses something?

cw: slight angst, cursing, commitment issues, fluff

an: i've been OBSESSED with bff!chris lately so here's more!! | thank you to @monroesturnns for the idea💋

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Chris and Y/n have been best friends now for about four years now. As they spent more and more time together, Chris started to feel different about her. Not in a bad way, never that. Just different.

He started to picture a future with her. An, eternity with her. And it scared him, it really did. He's never felt like this towards anyone. Yeah he's has a few girlfriends here and there but, he never saw a future with them. It scared him that he saw forever with her and they weren't even dating.

Unfortunately, something in his mind told him to turn cold towards her. She doesn't like you back, she never will. He tossed and turned in his bed, trying to fall asleep. She needs someone better, you aren't it for her. He groaned, throwing the comforter off of himself and getting up. He goes up to the kitchen and serves him a glass of water, placing it quietly in the sink.

Getting back in bed, his phone buzzes on his nightstand. He picks it up and sees a message from no one other than Y/n. hey chris, sorry if you're sleeping already but are we still on for tomorrow night? They had planned on going to a fancy dinner. Someone they always joked about, dressing to super fancy and join the rich snobby people at a fancy restaurant. They'd been saving a good amount from their paychecks. sure, hopefully you aren't getting any cold feet about it? i was looking at the menu and holy shit is all i have to say. He types back. no cold feet at all, i'll see you tomorrow! goodnight:))

Her messages somehow gave him hope and he was able to sleep.

Over the next two weeks, Y/n has been getting treated differently by Chris. Whenever they hangout, he's quieter than usual and moody. It would hurt her from time to time when he would snap at her for something so simple. Chris never snapped at her.

Even his brothers noticed it. "Chris, why are you being so mean to Y/n?" Matt said once he heard the bathroom door closing signaling Y/n couldn't hear. "No I'm not?" He scoffed, opening the fridge to grab the leftovers from yesterday's dinner their mom had cooked. "Uh, yeah you are." Nick says next to Matt. "She's been telling me how you snap at her all the time. And five minutes ago you literally bumped her shoulder and didn't say sorry. I'd say you are being pretty fucking rude."

"Why the hell is she even texting you?" Chris says, retrieving the plate from the microwave. "If I remember correctly, she's everyone's friend, not just yours. You know what? I thought you had feelings for her." As Chris was about to respond, they all heard the bathroom door opening and he shut his mouth.

The following Friday, Y/n went over their house per Chris' request. It had been about an hour and Chris had spoken no more than ten words to her. She was feeling unwanted. She felt awkward and uncomfortable at the shift in his mood. "I- I think I'm going to head out." She broke the silence. "So soon?" Chris' heart dropped and he shut his phone off. "Yeah, my mom she- uh she needs some help with something." She waved her phone. "Oh, okay. I'll walk you out." She nodded and walked toward his room door.

Chris walked her down to the door and wanted to phone her mom and tell her if Y/n can stay for longer. "I'll see you around." She goes for a full hug but Chris only gives her a side hug. Her heart stung for a second. "Okay." He cleared his throat, shutting the door once she went down the steps.

"Y/n is gone already?" Both Nick and Matt magically appeared in the kitchen, snacking on the chips they had bought the other day. "Yep, I feel like shit though." He groans into Matt's shoulder. "What up, Kid?" Matt pats his back. "You guys were right, I've been such a shit best friend to Y/n."

"We've been telling you." Nick says from the sink. "I thought you had like major feelings for her." Matt looks at him. "That's what I said last time," Nick throws his hands up. "what happened to said feelings?" Nick adds on, he knew how much his brother had feelings for their friend Y/n. "Fine," He pauses before continuing. "I like her, but I cant help but act like such a bitch to her. I'm- I'm scared to tell her." He walks to the fridge to retrieve a can of pepsi.

"Scared of what?!" Nick yells, his eyes widen in disbelief. "Commitment? Rejection? It's all over the place!" He opens the blue can. "Have you seen how she looks at you? Her eyes turn into fucking heart anytime she looks at you. I doubt she'll reject you." Matt nods at Nick's words. "As for your commitment issues, you guys can take it easy, or you guys can be exclusive for sometime. It's up to you two."

The following week, Chris has noticed a change in Y/n's behavior. Something that has never happened. hi, do you want to hangout tonight? Chris waited patiently with his phone in his hands. The three familiar dots popped up before disappearing for a couple of seconds and popped up again. sorry, i can't tonight. Chris sighed. It was the third time this week she had said no to hanging out and it was only tuesday.

oh okay. tomorrow maybe? He replied. maybe He turned off his phone and threw himself back. "What is going on!" He rubs his face.

It was now Friday and they were finally hanging out together. Chris had managed to finally get some of Y/n's time. However, Y/n was home all week. She felt so guilty turning Chris' hangouts down while she was in bed thinking about Chris' cold behavior. She took some time to think and finally decided it was time to come out of hiding.

"Hey, get over here!" Chris said, grabbing Y/n by her waist pulling her towards him. "Oh- are you sure?" She's startled by Chris' sudden touch, something she hasn't felt in over three weeks. "Of course. I missed you this week, you know?" He kisses her cheek. "Sorry, I was uh- busy?" She stutters. "Why're you questioning it?" He giggles against her shoulder. "I wasn't actually busy. I was giving you space."

"Space? From what?" He pulls back. "I just- I thought- you were being so cold to me I thought you wanted some space. Thought you were getting tired of me or- or maybe you were talking to someone. I wasn't sure." She shrugs, playing with a loose thread on her sleeve. Chris grabs her and places her on his lap. "Hey, listen. I have to tell you something." She nodded at him.

"I'm sorry, about my behavior. I just- I- I love you. And, I was to- I was too scared to admit it. N' I thought if I were to I don't know. Mean? Cold? That my feelings were to go away. But I realized that they're never going to leave. They're here to stay forever. I love you, Y/n." At this point, Y/n is in tears. She's waited so long for Chris to admit something like this.

She knows how much his commitment issues have gotten away in the past. "What?" She says through a teary laugh. "I love you, Y/n. I fucking love you." He smiles and grabs her face to kiss her. Chris hesitantly leans his face towards hers and Y/n grabs the back of his head and locks their lips together.

"Mmph." He huffs in relief and grabs her jaw lightly. They finally let go of each other once they're out of breath. "I've been waiting so long to do that." He places one chaste kiss to her lips. "Me too." She moves the hair out of his face, staring at him with a smile. "I take it you feel the same way." He giggles. "Of course I do." She kisses the tip of his nose.

"I love you, Chris."

[domxmarvel]

Lap dog

Pairing: Sub!Salesman x Dom!Female!Reader

It was Friday night and you were at your apartment with your friends,women you had know since high school and now were all married. You were the last one of the group to get married to a man older than you,you being mid twenties while he was in his late thirties which made some people question how he got you to marry him. As the night went on the girls continued drinking soon getting on the topic of how their husbands were in bed. She started talking, her drunk stare making her give away more than she intended.

"My husband is pretty alright in bed. Sometimes a little too hard, too rough with me though." She said while everyone else chuckled to it. Soon the other chimed in to talk about her husband

"Mine is a little too vanilla. It's just the same old thing. I need more excitement."

"My man is a little too obsessed with being gentle. I don't like how soft he is with me." The last girl chimed in and just like that all eyes were on you now.

"Well he's…"

"He's probably too old to do it anymore right?" One of the girls joked with a sly look in her eye. You had had enough of their jokes about his age. 

"Thirties is not that old" You retorted. 

"You married a guy old enough to be your daddy. He's damn near close to being in his 40s than 30s at this point."

"And yet I still get pounded three rounds every night" you lied,the truth was you did do it almost every night for multiple rounds but you conveniently left out the details of him being a submissive for you,prancing around in fluffy ears a tail plug and a collar with your name on the tag. He was loyal just like a dog as you would always say to him when you attached the leash to the collar. There was no way you'd tell them that he dressed like a dog for your enjoyment. So you lied. The girls laughed and shook their heads at you.

"Sure sure. You're just trying to cover up that you married a grandpa" one of them joked.

"At least Married a man who gives me anything I ask for in bed,meanwhile I just hear all of you complaining." You half joked back.

“Anything you want?" 

"So you can ask for anything and he gives it to you?" One of them inquired.

"In and out of the bedroom" you smirked,moving your hair to show off the diamond earrings he bought you.The girls looked at your earrings and smiled.

"Wow. He's a good provider too" one of them gushed over them.

"But how does he know what you want?" another asked curiously.

"He just does. Older men are just plain better,girls"

"Damn it. That sounds nice. But I bet he's not that hot is he?" One of them questioned with a teasing tone. They hadn't really seen him much,since you had opted out of a big wedding since neither of you wanted that. They had only seen him whenever you showed photos or if he came to pick you up after a night with them. Just then the front door opened followed by the sound of your husband's voice.

“I’m back” He announced,their heads and eyes shot towards the door. Your friends' eyes were glued to him as he walked in,their mouths dropping to the floor. He seemed like he forgot about them being here tonight.

"Welcome back" You smiled at him. He looked at your friends and nodded his head.

"Evening ladies" Immediately followed by him apologizing for interrupting "I'm sorry for interrupting your girls night" he said,the girls were still staring at him while their mouths were open.

"That's fine,we were just talking about the fact that the girls should probably get home. Since it's so late" you said as a hit to the girls.

"Uh yeah..we should get going" one of them said awkwardly. The girls were snapped back into reality,the sound of your voice pulling them from their almost trance-like state. They quickly shuffled out one mumbling something about him.

"Damn he is hot,grandpa be damned!" She said loudly,her comment causing the others to giggle. He just looked at you confused as they drunkenly continued. The girls laughed and continued their drunk ramblings.

"Damn he is fine even for a grandpa" one of them laughed.

"Yeah I mean he's a grandpa but he's still hot in a way" another chimed. Your husband was now in absolute shock as he heard the girls drunken comments,he just stood there listening to them. You quickly shut the door,plunging you both into silence for a moment.

"I couldn't help but hear that..." he began.

"More like the whole neighborhood heard that"

"They made comments about me..calling me a grandpa.." he said with a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

"Yeah and they said plenty before you walked in" He grumbled,not liking how the girls had talked about him.

"They didn't need to bring up my age..it's not that old" he stated.

"I know" you kissed him "that's what I said. But hey I'm pretty sure they'll all fuming with jealousy right now" He looked into your eyes for a moment before nodding in agreement.

"I know. I'm sure they're all just mad that they don't have a husband like me" he smirked,clearly feeling smug about it.

"I know,kneel" you commend just like you would a dog.He instantly dropped down on his knees,he obeyed you the way he was trained to do.

"Yes ma'am.." he spoke in a soft obedient tone.

"Could you imagine how jealous they are? I bet they wish they had a husband like you,don't they?" You smirked,patting his head.He let out a soft hum as you patted his head,he was in full obedient mode as you talked to him. He looked up at you and nodded,he let out a soft 

“Yes ma'am" in an obedient tone.

"Someone so willing to obey. All fours" you commanded again.

"Yes ma'am" he replied obediently.He quickly dropped down onto his hands and knees,getting into the form he knew you wanted. He looked up at you,he was in complete obedience,his eyes begging for your command.

"Can you believe I had them really thinking you were in control?" You lifted his head with a finger under his chin.His eyes widened a bit when you lifted his chin to look at you,he looked at you with obedience and love. He didn't quite understand what you meant.

"Yes ma'am.." he replied with a confused look. You knelt down to his level 

"Always such a good boy for me,maybe I should kiss you?" You teasingly asked

"Please.." he replied,he clearly wanted your kisses.The kiss was deliberately slow and short.He let out a soft whine when the kiss ended,he clearly wanted more but he didn't dare ask.

"If you want more you'll have to earn it"

"How..?" He asked softly,looking up at you with hopeful eyes.

"First go get your ears,tail and put on your collar for me"

"Yes ma'am.." he replied.After a short moment he returned to the living room,holding the ears, tail, and collar in his hands. He looked at you,awaiting your next command. You took the ears and put them on his head,before taking the collar and putting it on him. Tracing your name which was engraved onto the tag to his collar. His eyes were glued to the tag,he loved having your name there,showing everyone who he belonged to.

"Look at you,all mine"

"All yours ma'am" He nodded softly,he was completely yours,body and soul.

"Good boy," you said quietly,gripping his tie. He relished in the praise,he craved it, especially when you grabbed his tie.

"Thank you ma'am" he replied quietly,his eyes locked onto you. He practically perked up at the sound of you calling him 'good boy'. "Please ma'am.." he muttered quietly, clearly wanting something.

"Please,what?"

"Please..touch me ma'am" he begged quietly,looking up at you with puppy-dog eyes.

"Where?" You slowly moved your hand to his chest "Here?" You kept moving lower to below his belt. "Or,here?" He felt your hand moving over his chest,he let out a shaky exhale,he was enjoying the attention.

"Yes ma'am...there.." he replied,he leaned into your touch. You moved your hand away from his body.He let out a whine when you moved your hand away from his body,he wanted more he needed to feel your touch. He looked up at you with pleading eyes,clearly wanting you to continue.

"Get undressed and meet me in the room"

"Yes ma'am" He eagerly nodded,ready to follow your instructions. You made your way to the bedroom,undressing yourself as you waited for him. His gaze never left you as you undressed,he was clearly admiring your body, he loved every curve and inch. Once he was in the bedroom,he stood by the door and watched you, waiting for your next command. You laid down on the bed 

"Come here" He obeyed immediately, he took a few steps towards the bed and climbed up onto it, crawling onto the sheets towards you. Grabbing him by the hair you pushed his head down between your legs. 

"You know what to do,dog" He fell into his usual obedient state,without any hesitation he lowered his head,his tongue circled your clit,making you grab his hair tightly as you arched your back to get closer to him. He loved making you feel good,he took note of your movements and adjusted his head to get closer to you, he was eager to please. "Good boy" your words seemed to kick him into overdrive. His hands holding your thighs in place. He wanted to hear those words over and over again, he was determined to make you feel amazing. Feeling a surge of satisfaction when you called him a good boy,it was like music to his ears. He held onto your thighs, keeping you in place, he wanted to make sure nothing would ruin this moment. The sounds of your moans filled the air, he loved the effect he had on you. He worked his tongue inside on you,causing a louder moan to be let out. Your loud moan made him shiver, he loved how much pleasure he could bring you. You pulled his head away by his hair. He stopped instantly when you pulled his head away, looking up at you with anticipation. "Lay down" He did as instructed, shifting onto his back, laying down. You wrapped your hand around his cock just before you took him fully into your mouth.

You let your saliva coat his cock as you pulled away slowly,licking on more stripe up. He let out a soft moan, not expecting you to do that.  He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation. You climbed on top,slowly taking him all in. Slowly you bounced up and down. He gasped at the feeling, he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you down to him.You grabbed him by his collar pulling him to meet you. He looked up at you, his eyes filled with love and adoration. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close, his body pressed against yours.He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. He whispered in a soft voice, his arms embracing you tightly.

"I love you." You squeezed tightly around his cock as he said those words. He let out a low moan, his eyes fluttered closed as you squeezed him. "You feel so good.." he whispered, his hands roaming over.

"Do I? Tell me how good I make you feel"

"You..feel amazing. So good..." he mumbled, his eyes still closed.

"No,no no if you truly want me to believe you you'll have to say it like a dog. Bark" you smirked,knowing you had him fully under your control and he'd do anything. His eyes snapped open when you said that, he knew you were testing him. He took a deep breath, then let out a soft, obedient bark, like a good boy.

"Woof...woof..." he repeated, his voice almost a whisper, still in disbelief that he was actually doing this.

"So quiet,are you saying I don't make you feel good?" He let out a soft whine, it was obvious that you had him wrapped around your finger.

"No ma'am..you make me feel so good.." he replied obediently, his eyes looking up at you sheepishly.

"Then show me,let me hear it"

"Woof...woof!" he barked again, a bit louder this time, his eyes locked on yours. You smirked as you moved faster,your hands still pulling him up by his collar. "Woof..woof." he repeated, the sound of his barks filling the room.

"Such a good dog" you smirked. He barked again, clearly trying to show how good he could be for you. "Are you close,pet?" You could feel it from the way his hands gripped your sides. 

"Woof..woof..close ma.. ma'

"You've been good,I'll let you cum"

"Thank you ma'am. Woof.." He was so close to the edge, he just needed your permission. He panted heavily, still held in place by the collar, he was so close, he just needed a little push. He looked up at you with pleading eyes, silently begging for you to give him the final push he needed and you did as you moved your hips,bouncing up and down.

"Come on pup I know you can do it"

"Woof..woof..." he whimpered, he was so close. Quickly followed by him filling your insides with his cum,painting your walls white. He let out a final bark. You slowly pushed him down onto his back,letting him calm down.He obeyed your command, slowly laying down as he tried to catch his breath. He looked up at you with a content expression, completely blissed out. He panted softly, his chest rising and falling with each breath

"So good" you smirked,kissing him on the cheek.

"Thank you ma'am..." He whispered, his voice still raspy. He smiled, feeling a wave of affection wash over him as you kissed his cheek. 

"Maybe next time I'll have them watch you,would you like that? Being watched as I make you my good boy?"

"W-watch...me?" he repeated softly. His eyes widened slightly at your words, he had never considered being watched before. The thought of being on display for you was both exciting and slightly nerve wracking.

"Have you put on a show,show them just how good my dog is" He felt a shiver run down his spine at your words, the idea of being watched and performing for you was making him feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. "Should I take you in front of them,show them how lucky I am to have a good obedient little pup?"

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@babyblue0t7

[lambilegs]

Sucking Lee’s dick under the table while she is talking to her mom (porn plot but still hot)

sucking lee off when she's on the phone 🤭

♥︎ note to anon: this request is SO hot thank you so much!! also I just changed the character lee is talking to from ruth to carter just bc that felt more realistic to what lee would be okay with, as well as just more personally comfy for me!! but yes obsessed w the whole phone-call-under-the-desk thing, so so good <33 ♥︎ contains: g!p lee, blowjobs, reader's body parts aren't mentioned, semi-exhibitionism

"yes, I, uh -- I got the file, carter."

you nearly giggle on her small stumble, pausing to let her gather thoughts before continuing to nuzzle the heavy length of her, peppering small kisses along the smooth length of her.

your poor girlfriend had been severely overworked this past week, coming home late into the evening, her eyes weary and the skin under them dusky and dark. you know she loves her work, and wouldn't trade it for anything, but you can't help but ache at the sight of her so worn out and stressed.

things have finally started easing up by friday, lee arriving home at a semi-decent time and actually being able to share dinner with you. but, right after, carter had her called up and at her desk again, looking over details of different files. after watching her from afar with a slight frown, you had slithered up to her from behind, pressing your hands into her strong shoulders and beginning to use the pressure of your fingers to rub small circles.

sensitive thing she is, she immediately loosened and relaxed under your touch, eyes fluttering shut from your ministrations. her head lolled back, small hums leaving her lips as she answered carter's questions. at the sight of her neck being exposed, you combed it back, leaning down to kiss at her neck, igniting a small gasp from her. you knew it was risky, but you couldn't resist. and lee must've been pent up too, considering her weak protests diminished in a matter of seconds. and just minutes later, you were giggling at the tent under her grey sweats.

which led you to where you were now. under her desk, mouthing sloppily at her dick. fuck, you had missed this so much. tasting the creamy tanginess of her precum, feeling the swelling of her head as she gets all deliciously pink and stiff. you pressed your lips around her from the side, sliding them up and down her entire length, a motion that has her gripping tightly on your head, her hips bucking up.

"what... what did you say, carter?" she weakly asks from above you, her words ending with a sharp intake of breath when you stat fondling her balls, pressing your fingers into the soft weight of them, nearly moaning yourself at thinking of how come-filled they are.

"yeah, I uh -- ah, yeah, I got it."

you start swirling your tongue around the tip, lips snug around her, your hand wrapped around the base of her cock, stroking languidly. her mouth falls open, head tipping back as she squeezes her eyes shut. you need to brace an arm against her stomach, pushing her hips down so she's not thrusting too deep against your throat.

her teeth grit in clear irritation as carter's voice continues rattling on the other end. "yes, sir. yes, I, ah, I got it. yes, I'm okay." her voice is flat as usual, but all the micro-twitches of her face show the mix of arousal and annoyance she's feeling.

she nods once more, firm and lips clamped. "mm, okay. goodnight."

when she hangs up, a low moan immediately flies from her mouth, fingers tightly pulling you on your hair. her hips start pounding into your mouth, slick and coated in juices and saliva as it drags against your lips. her tongue rolls against the insides of her mouth, a little drop of drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. her eyes crinkle from how tightly they're latched closed, and small, little whines and cries spill from her pretty, pink lips.

"it's good, like that," she quietly gasps.

you hum around her with a self-satisfied smile, bobbing your head and sucking her harder and faster, relentlessly toying with her heavy, swollen balls. and the vibrations of it seem to do that for her, her nails digging into your head as she cries out, her warm come shooting into the pit of your mouth, painting your tongue sticky and wet. a long groan rumbles in your throat from the feeling of it, eyes shutting as you swallow down every drop, relishing in all the little twitches of her in your mouth.

when you pop her out of your mouth, your lips creamy with her seed, her chest heaves as she breathes deeply. her hand brushes against your face, thumb stroking the corner of your mouth. "you're, uh, you're insatiable." the words tremble as she says them, her eyes wide and burning.

you plant one last delicate kiss to the tip, delighting in the way she hisses. "you love it."

"I do," she immediately responds, her entire body (and mind, it seems) pliant and utterly relaxed. "can we, um... can we do more now?"

you laugh, crawling out of the desk, lee cupping your head to avoid any blows to it as it grazes past the edge. when you land on her lap, you whisper, "mhm, of course."

"but, maybe not during phone calls," she dryly says, tilting her head closer. "I don't think I can take the embarrassment."

"fine, fine," you whisper, pressing kisses to her nose. "only during conversations where someone is in the room, then."

she snickers, laugh lines sweetly deepening. "yeah, that's wishful thinking."

[ausukams]

A defence of Ace Culprit (DRDT)

I've seen some theorising that Ace will turn out to not be the culprit, which I don't agree with. To be clear, I think theorising is cool and fun regardless of whether or not I agree. It's mostly agreed upon by the fandom that Ace is the culprit at this point, so none of this is uh, exactly revolutionary, but I want to write some points as to why I think Ace will still be the culprit next Friday.

Point 1: The Witch Trials of Ace Markey

One of the key points I've heard is that Ace is treated unfairly by the cast, particularly in the trial, and that they need to be narratively punished for that. I mostly disagree with this - I think there's some truth in the fact that the cast is dismissive of Ace, treats him like a joke, etc. But I don't think they're wrong to suspect him in the trial. They only do so late on, when the evidence points to him.

Veronika said he's more likely to be a killer in terms of personality, yeah - which is true, he does make more sense as a culprit than Eden in terms of their respective personalities - but in the same breath she asks Teruko if she has any actual evidence pointing to Ace. Even she, the creepy girl obsessed with psychoanalysis, isn't willing to rely on something so flimsy. If anything, personality is brought up more strongly as a defence of Ace - that he's too stupid to pull off a mildly complex murder trick. As Charles says, "Speculation on Ace's psychological state cannot be used as concrete evidence in this trial." The case against him isn't actually based on things like that.

The reason Ace is the culprit, as expressed by the cast, is pretty simple.

1 - The culprit had to know about Nico's murder trick, which requires being present as a prerequisite. Only Ace and Eden meet this criteria.

2 - The culprit knocked out Arei by some means for the murder.

3 - Unlike Nico, the culprit did not have access to turpentine, so it's likely they didn't use any tools for this murder.

4 - The culprit has enough physical strength to knock Arei unconscious with just their body.

5 - Ace has an athletic Ultimate Talent, and Eden is small and very weak.

6 - The culprit is Ace.

There are some additional reasons to suspect Ace is the culprit. For example, the Body Discovery Announcement. For Eden to be the culprit, someone would have to be hiding the fact they discovered the body. As David points out, this isn't impossible - but frankly, it is not at all likely that anyone would do something so stupid with their life on the line. David even admits he's saying things like that to manipulate Teruko, and I'm inclined to believe him there. Eden isn't exactly cleared by this evidence, but Ace absolutely makes more sense as a primary suspect.

Sure, he talks about how it's unfair people are attacking him instead of Eden, Nico or Teruko - but it's not like people think he's the culprit for no reason! Nico has an alibi, Eden doesn't make sense as the culprit... honestly Teruko would kind of make sense but he doesn't really push that angle and Teruko didn't really need to explain to everyone exactly why only she or Ace could be the culprit when they were so close to voting for David or whatever.

Teruko has a rant about how they don't need all the evidence to point to him as the culprit, which sounds kind of bad, but here's the dialogue leading up to it.

David: If everyone is convinced, that means we vote.

Ace: Shut your damn mouth! As if I'd listen to anything you say!

Ace: If I used water jugs to weigh down Arei, where would I have stored them, huh? You still haven't answered that!

Ace: Until you can explain that, I'm still not convinced! There are still so many damn holes in your theory! I won't rest until you answer that-

Teruko: SHUT UP, ACE!

Teruko is right, here. He could have stored water jugs anywhere. I mean, it's water - much less risky to move than your average crime scene evidence. Regardless of who the culprit is, it isn't really possible to deduce something like that. And it doesn't matter that Ace 'isn't convinced' - if he's the culprit, they don't need to convince him of his own guilt, that doesn't really make sense. In fact, he is implicitly admitting guilt in this dialogue, but we'll get to that.

Now, there's definitely some truth to the fact that the cast treated Ace poorly before the trial. Nico attempted to literally murder him, Veronika told him he would die, etc. But narratively, they get called out for it this episode, and probably will get called out again next episode. After talking about the trauma he received from the murder attempt, Nico apologises to Ace. I mean, it was barely audible, but at least Nico now acknowledges their wrongdoing to Ace (rather than just the rest of the cast, which is how I interpreted their earlier dialogue about it). J, who seems to be the mouthpiece for the more moral takes in this cast, makes the point that she and everyone else treated Ace too harshly and didn't stop to think about whether he might reach his breaking point. I expect that Nico will realise their actions led to Arei's death and will hopefully develop from that. I don't think it's narratively important for them to be wrong about Ace being the culprit here, after all this buildup, just to make a point that has already been made by the cast.

Part 2: Behavioural Analysis, or why Ace is definitely guilty

Ace makes it rather clear in the most recent episode that he is the culprit, or at least he thinks he is. Look at his reaction to the headband being brought up as evidence. "Gh-" and "Fuck" are not innocent responses to this being brought up. It does not come from someone who didn't already know the slingshot was used, especially not so quickly after it was pointed out.

Before Teruko's rant, he says "I won't rest until you answer that" which pretty clearly implies that, if this is answered, he will admit his guilt. "I'm still not convinced" is also not something you say if you're an innocent man being witch hunted with flimsy evidence, frankly.

His confession is extremely believable. I've seen parallels to David's confession, but that was obviously fake. He insists that he's innocent for a little while, makes a big show of "oh, fine. fucking fine" while getting a maniacal grin on his face, and then says "I killed Arei, is that what you all wanted to hear?" It's transparently spiteful, even coming from a skilled manipulator, and there are also hints that Teruko picks up on which make it rather obvious David wouldn't be the culprit. Does anyone really believe Ace is that much better of an actor than David, who acts as an entirely different person than he actually is for a living? His motive given is believable, he starts speaking with sincerity for the first time, he looks lost, confused and somewhat sympathetic. It is a natural conclusion of Ace's arc. I'd be extremely surprised if any of that was fake at all.

Additionally, Eden - the most popular alternative culprit - starts defending Ace of all people, pointing out why she thinks he wouldn't have done it. I think there is practically zero chance Eden does this if she is the culprit and is offered a final chance of escaping after a near-death scare that caused her to break down.

Part 3: The Strangulation

The most solid physical proof people have given for Ace's innocence is that both Teruko and Arturo didn't see any injuries other than a broken neck and injured wrist. In other words, there were no obvious bruises on the corpse. Does this disprove the idea that Arei could have been strangled unconscious?

I would argue no. Ace didn't strangle Arei to death, just until she fell unconscious. Therefore, it makes sense that it wouldn't leave visible marks on the skin.

According to the Crown Prosecution Service website, "Non-fatal strangulation and non-fatal suffocation often leaves minimal or no visible injury on the victim. The absence of evidence of injury is therefore not conclusive on the question of whether there is sufficient evidence to prosecute or not." (https://www.cps.gov.uk/legal-guidance/non-fatal-strangulation-or-non-fatal-suffocation)

In this case, the strangulation likely didn't leave a visible mark, and the cast wouldn't expect it to. That doesn't mean it didn't happen, and in the absence of evidence of some sort of tool being used, it makes sense to assume it was just done with the culprit's body.

Part 4: The Meta

I will start by saying the absence of a Scrum Debate is, in my view, by far the most convincing evidence that Ace might not be the culprit. Unfortunately, I can't see past all the other evidence that he did it, but I can definitely see why that would leave people suspicious. However, I do think it's possible that in this fangan, there won't be as much 'structure' to the trials and the games, for a few reasons. Unlike most Danganronpa games, the minigames were never meant to be played, and thus are more narrative devices than experiences in themselves. If there wasn't a need for a Scrum Debate, the writers/artists might not want to go to the work of creating one. The 'Select two' mechanic, which didn't feature in Chapter 1, is also evidence that the minigame mechanics may be non-standard here.

The closing argument followed by 'TRIAL CLOSED' is exactly the same thing that happened with Min in Chapter 1. In fact, the whole structure of this episode is extremely similar to that. Someone else being the culprit after all this would be an extreme rug-pull of a twist. If it was Chapter 3 or Chapter 5, I might believe it... But Chapter 2? I don't think most Danganronpa cases are extremely complex, including fangans, and that's a good thing. Cases like SDRA2 Trial 3 are special because they're so unlike other trials. If those trials became the norm, it would be seen as overly convoluted.

Speaking of which, DRDT has parallels to DR1 particularly in terms of the murder cases, right? If we look at DR1 again, the evidence against Mondo in Trial 2 was actually significantly weaker than the evidence they had against Ace in this trial. After all, they used physical evidence to conclude Ace was the killer. In DR1, the second trial ended with Mondo being convicted on two verbal slip-ups, one of which wasn't available before the trial, and no real physical evidence to conclusively deduce the culprit. So if people want to argue that there's not enough evidence for this murder case to be solved, I don't really agree. I think DRDTDev set this up fine, and was even more generous than the first canon game.

I think it's understandable people thought Eden was the culprit - I did too for a long while. She was a red herring, so she was written to be suspicious. An intentional red herring from the writer can be extremely difficult to tell apart from the writer giving evidence to the real culprit. I'm sure when she said things like "Teruko, wait!" before the BDA, that was intentionally written to make her look guilty. The 'select two culprits' mechanic all but confirmed that she was a red herring. I think her looking so suspicious made Teruko's trust scene with her all the more meaningful, though.

Conclusion

I think Ace definitely attempted murder against Arei, and definitely believes he's the killer. I also think being the culprit here would be a good conclusion for his character. There could be a small chance a mastermind interfered with the case and dealt the killing blow, but I don't think it's especially likely, and even if that is true I doubt we would find out until Chapter 6. I'm sorry, Ace stans, but I don't want there to be false hope. I'm looking forward to the bonus episodes for more content with Ace and Arei, which are both characters I enjoy a lot!

[angel-kyo]

Pay it no mind

Part XVIII

In which reader confesses their feelings to Gojo, but it seems these are not returned (maybe?).

Warnings: reader is on the receiving end of rejection (kinda), and the fact that I'm obsessed with unrequited love is a warning itself, and... idk, I didn't mean to put anything warning worthy here, but if you think of something I guess let me know. <3

Previous: Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, Part VII, Part VIII, Part IX, Part X, Part XI, Part XII, Part XIII, Part IV, Part XV, Part XVI, Part XVII

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The days that followed after Satoru told you he liked you, it seemed that everything had gone back to normal and you two were slowly falling back into your usual routine: meeting up early in the mornings, bantering in between classes and missions, and eating lunch with Shoko when all of you were at the school. It was comforting to have things return to how they used to be, or that was what you thought.

“What’s up with him?” Shoko asked across from you.

Satoru had business to attend so he had just left you and Shoko at the table in the cafeteria.

“What do you mean?” you looked in the direction he had gone but could no longer see him.

From your perspective, Satoru had not changed much since that day he walked through the school holding your hand; he had not pressed the subject of whether you liked him back still any further either, and since he appeared to be okay in this grey zone where you two were sitting, you had not brought it up either. However, Shoko, as perceptive as ever, had noticed how Gojo, who always seemed to like your personal space, was moving into it almost permanently these days; how he was not even bothering to be discreet with the way he looked at you or remained by your side when you were in the same room, and how, if he was not careful, it would be evident to everyone pretty soon.

At first, Shoko had believed it was all in her head; since that day, years ago, when she first considered that Gojo could have some kind of crush on you, the notion had prevailed. In fact, she had thought she was looking into her friends’ relationship too much, maybe because none of them seem to pay any mind to how they were perceived, so it was not entirely impossible her eyes were just making her believe what she had accepted as true for so long was finally materializing.

Gojo’s laid-back attitude had been one of the reasons why Shoko doubted he cared seriously about whatever feelings he could have for you. Other than that rocky season in high school and a few other occurrences through the years that followed, Satoru had never taken any steps towards an actual relationship with you. Hence, Shoko thought it's a harmless crush.

But as of lately, he looked more... intent. Or maybe...

He’s losing his grip.

“You’ve never found him annoying, have you?” Your friend looked at her almost empty plate and it somehow reminded you of a similar talk you had had months ago.

“A bunch of times, but I guess I don’t find him too annoying,” you answered.

“Isn’t that all love is about?” Ieiri’s eyes connected with yours.

Her comment caught you off guard, and she might have noticed the way your smile froze because her gaze did not leave yours.

You did the only thing that could think of: laugh it off. “Yeah, I guess, if love is annoying, that is.”

Are you finally annoyed by it, Gojo?

“You tell me.” Shoko smiled and put the last bite of her food in her mouth.

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“Why won’t she just admit she likes him?” Satoru asked while looking at the movie playing in front of him.

Maybe it was a rhetorical question, but you did not look at him before replying “Because there would have been no movie if they were that direct.”

It was a Friday night and Satoru had made an impromptu proposal to you to have a movie marathon at his place. You had accepted but now, into your first movie of the night, you were having trouble to stay focused on the story, which was supposed to be some sort of romantic comedy, not half as bad as many, but the romantic scenes were making you self-conscious.

You watched the scene where the protagonists had gone from arguing to making out and you felt the need to look somewhere else.

From the corner of your eye, Satoru seemed unimpressed.

He’s unfazed, of course he is.

Actually, Satoru was only calm on the surface. Unbeknownst to you, he had also perceived the change in the air between the two of you when the more intimate scenes started playing. He thought he should have chosen a different film, but suggesting changing it now would only make the unsaid more obvious, so he was sticking it up with the most unexpressive face he could manage as the actors on the screen seemed to melt into each other.

Satoru had not meant anything suggestive by choosing that movie; he had just played the first thing he found as he always did when you had not planned in advance, and under normal circumstances, that would have been fine. You had watched all kinds of films together, including romantic ones, the good and the bad ones, but now…

Satoru was already looking at you when you were about to steal another glance in his direction.

His gaze revealed a question he dared not ask, or rather, a question he had promised himself he would not ask until you were ready.

He was trying to be a good friend, even if he wanted to be more than that. It had taken him a while to figure out his feelings, so he had resolved to give you as much time as you needed. Yes, Satoru was convinced he could wait patiently, but…

Is he leaning forward?

At times… His resolve weakened.

“[name]…”

The look he was giving you was that of a kid who wanted to ask for something but did not know how. In his clear eyes, there was need but also fear of being denied.

What is your answer? his eyes were asking.

The winter had also frozen time in your friendship, in this safe spot in Satoru’s place, where you could still be friends and pretend nothing needed to change as it never changed in the years before, not in his apartment nor in your friendship. But time must go on, does it not?

“Satoru...”

His phone rang.

Both of you looked at the phone that was screen-down on the coffee table in front of you, and it seemed to take Satoru a couple of seconds to decide if he wanted to pick it up, but he finally did.

“I’ll be right back.” You got up and went to the kitchen.

Giving him some privacy to take the call was an excuse; part of you just wanted to escape of it all, ask Satoru to take it back, let everything remain as it was, stay in the known, but the other part, the part that had been falling for him all this time wanted to see it through.

Are you in love with him?

For a second, you were back in your living room with Haruki, his question and your answer resonating in your head as you watched the cup of tea travel steady from the table to his lips.

“Some people think knowledge that doesn’t change behavior is worthless,” his eyes did not meet yours, and you did not reply immediately.

“If you knew he liked you, would you act on it?” He had almost finished his cup.

"I don't know," you replied.

Months ago, you had been convinced you wanted to act on your feelings, but now, the idea of change was scary, the idea of trying to later find out it was not what you wanted, was scarier; the idea that you and Satoru would never recover if that happened, was terrifying.

“To change something, you first need to accept the possibility of change, and of course you need to know that those possibilities exist. I guess in that way, that knowledge is not worthless, even if nothing actually comes out of it. We should accept the possibilities.”

His feelings were sudden but if there is a possibility...

“Okay, I can accept that,” you said lowly to yourself.

“You can accept what?” Satoru was looking at you and taking the sodas you had just mindlessly pulled from the fridge from your hands.

The room felt a few degrees warmer with his proximity.

“Nothing, I was just...” Your gaze drifted to the door leading to a small terrace where Satoru had installed a couple chairs to sit on when the weather was nice. He almost never did it though, and you could use some fresh air. “Do you want to go outside?”

A smile played on Satoru’s lips. “Isn’t it cold?”

“Just for a bit.”

That was how you and he ended up outside looking at the city lights. You looked up but it was impossible to see the stars. Satoru mirrored your gesture and then directed his gaze back to the city.

“Do you ever regret it?” he asked.

“Regret what?”

He shrugged. “Staying here, doing what we do, not going somewhere quieter or… somewhere where you could see the stars.” He looked up again and you kept your gaze on him.

Why was he asking that now you did not know, but you answered him honestly.

“I do not regret it.” It was true. Even when you did have the opportunity to do something else or be somewhere else, you chose not to leave. “This is pretty too.”

The lights of a city that never seem to sleep were probably not as fascinating and mystical as the stars that burned millions of light years away, but they had some beauty of their own.

“I guess so,” Satoru agreed, and he wrapped an arm around you, and after some silence he spoke again.

“Aren't you cold?”

You nodded your head. “But can we stay here a little longer?”

And maybe what you really wanted to ask was can we stay like this a little longer?

In any case, Satoru would have given you the same response as he held you tighter.

“Of course.”

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Note: I'll try to proofread... Oh, and sorry about basically disappearing. Thank you a bunch for the kind messages during my silence. <3

Thank you for reading!

Next: Part XIX

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HI i've been obsessed with akaashi atm so could you do yandere akaashi

he'd be such a sneaky yandere since he's so observant and memorises your little mannerisms and personality. he knows just what to say to you and other people as well to get you all to himself

anyway idm what you do, have fun with it!! hope you have a good day <33

SORRY IK IT IS SUPER LATE, AND I TRULY WANTED TO DO THIS!!

ALSO I WAS RAMBLING A LOT BUT HOPE YOU LIKE IT;)

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      It's a Friday and school just ended, you go to the usual spot to meet Akaashi before he has to practice. A bench under the tree, on the opposite side of the gym, giving you guys time to talk, before making it to the gym.

After some time you see Akaashi turn the corner, from sitting on the bench you stand up to greet him. Smiling as you make your way toward him. 

"There you are, I was wondering if you ever were gonna come," you say jokingly.

"Sorry, that was my bad I was caught up with some schoolwork," Akaashi says. In reality, he was writing in his notebook about you. He has a notebook, where he keeps specific tabs about you. Your likes and dislikes, also including plans about what he would want in the future, plans like...

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"Y/N, I was wondering if after practice today, would you want to come over to my house to study?" Akaashi says walking.

"Sure, our AP test is coming up, and I'll be lucky if I get 3/5," you say shyly, following after him. (Headcanon that Akaashi takes AP classes) *ALSO I SWEAR I'M GONNA FAIL THAT TEST!!!*

"No comment," Akaashi says as he continues to walk.

"Hey why'd you say that?" you ask, confused and a bit offended.

"Well.. what did you think I would say?" Akaashi asks curious.

"I don't know, just not that, maybe something encouraging at least," you say, trying to defend yourself.

"If I say something encouraging either one, you would hype yourself up thinking your gonna do well,  then do just below that, and get all sad and guilty," 

"When have I ever done anything like that?" you ask not believing that you would do anything like that.

 "Remember your Biology finial, you said that you wanted to get at least a 90, I said how you've been studying so your gonna do amazing, but then you got 89. You ended up with a B for that class, you stayed in you room a whole week during summer, all depressed."

"It dropped my perfect GPA," you say defending yourself.

"Or two, you would study all the time till you only do well on that one test and forget about the rest, before you say anything, midterms... Your lucky it was only midterms."

"That only happened once," In your defense you learned never to try that again.

Rolling his eyes he finally says "Or three, if I encourage you right now, you might not take studying seriously and think you can just wing the test, and therefore end up failing."

"Oh yeah.. I do that one a lot don't I," you say embarrassed.

"You have been improvising a lot more than you usually have, now that I think about it, is something wrong?" Akaashi asks concerned.

"Oh.. you've noticed that?" you ask as you stopped walking, looking down ashamed. " I admit that I have not been studying as much as before... I just feel like I'm burning out... or maybe I am burnt out..." 

Akaashi going right in front of you, he just pats your head, it may seem small, but it is your favorite form of affection from him. 

"You know it is normal to be burnt out, the important and most hardest part is overcoming it. I'm always free when you need me. If you want I'll skip practice today, we can just go straight to my house," Akaashi offers.

"That's very sweet of you Keji, but the volleyball team really needs you. You're the only one who can handle Bokuto, and I can't imagine how sad Bokuto would be when he finds out you're not there today." You reassure him.

"You know I care about you, more than I care about volleyball and Bokuto, just say the word and we can go to my house," Akaashi says, persisting.

"Keji, pretty soon is the Spring Nationals, you need to prepare, I'll meet you after your practice," you say as you start to part ways.

Unexpectedly Akaashi follows you grabbing you hand softly.

"Where are you going," he asks. Normally you would wait for him in the gym's girls locker rooms, till his practice is over, since there was air condition inside.

"I thought that today.. I would go stay in class and wait for you, maybe study a bit before.. so that you don't need to catch me up on anything, then we can study faster tonight," you said.

"What are you hiding?" he ask.

"I'm not hiding anything," you said defending yourself.

"You're avoiding eye contact with me, you keep scratching your neck, and your more defensives than normal, I can tell when you are trying to hide something Y/N," he said. After a few more moments of silence you finally confessed.

"Alright fine... one of my friends invited me to join track practice today, I know you don't want to join any sports, but it was just a practice, I'm not going to join," you said admittingly.

"Was that all you were trying to hide?" Akaashi asks, acting surprised. "I'm sorry if you felt like that was something you had to hide from me," his words so soothing, hiding the venom within.

"It was just because whenever I tell you about a club I was going to join you would always turn the idea down, or convince me not to do the club," 

"That is not true-"

"Soft tennis, kyudo, archery, ice skating, and now track and field," you cut him off, apparently Akaashi was not the only one that was keeping tabs on their partner.

"I just don't want you getting hurt, and plus who knows...  what if you get too involved in the sport and fall behind in school, also when you compete would you be willing to do it, all eyes would be on you, I know you get anxious in a crowd, and when you compete your coach, teammates, friends would all be counting on you," Akaashi explains.

"Yeah your right," you say, realizing that you shouldn't have thought about ever joining a sport, there would be no way you would be able to handle the stress and pressure. 

"I just thought I would be cool to have a sport since your in volleyball, I didn't want you to think I was lazy or something," you say timid.

"I would never think that about you, I know how much you study, how much you help your family around the house, I would never think of you as lazy," He says commending. "But just out of curiosity what type of event would you have picked if you were to do track and field?" he ask.

"It would be pole vault," you say. Hearing those words Akaashi was so glad to have convinced you not to. 

Pole vaulter's have upper body strength, and in the emergency of him kidnapping you, with you having some upper body strength it would just be irritating. He would win though. 

"Pole vault?" he asks, hesitantly.

"Is there a problem?" you ask curiously.

"It is just that pole vaulting is one of the most hardest events, and you're just going to jump into trying it," is all he says. 

But that was more than enough. What were you thinking, trying to pole vault, your in your 3rd year. Image trying to practice, how underclassmen will just see how bad you are. They must be way better, the season started 1 month ago. Also there was other events practicing too, image all those eyes on you.

"Yeah your right, it was just a dumb idea, I'm gonna text my friend that I'm busy," you said as you pulled up your phone, and started texting.

As you start to walk towards the gym with Akaashi following behind you.

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

Weekend Ramblings

Thame·Po Episode 10

Yeah, I'm late but my brain was not working properly on friday, so, now works. Congrats on the sex! I love this friend group so much. This episode was a lot. First of all Baifern needs to go touch grass. I did appreciate that the show went there, all things considering, but she made me mad. And not that I needed more proof, but Po is a better person than me. Also I hate Pemika and this whole thing around idols and dating. It's insane, but obviously eventually the company will come around, cause glass houses and all that. The PepperGam noble idiocy thing was a bit whatever, although still heartbreaking, but I'm hoping this means that our mains won't follow in their footsteps. This show is as close to perfection as I have seen from gmmtv in a while, so let's not ruin it. The best part was definitely seeing the group supporting each other. The hand holding at the press conference had me all emotional. I'm giving up on screaming at Thame. I guess since they were technically already caught, he's not bothered. Not that he acted like he ever was. Thame and Po continue to be them. I just love how even through all this, they keep checking in on each other.

GelBoys Episode 2

Never has a show made me feel so ancient. Also this show is a massive reminder of how much I absolutely hated all that love drama in high school. I had zero patience for it. Obsessively rereading messages, overanalysing every word to find some hidden meaning, wondering, Does he actually like me? Honestly, I’m exhausted just thinking about it. And on top of that, I’m beyond grateful that I didn’t have to deal with any of it in the era of smartphones, social media, selfies, apps, and so on. So much angst. I guess playlists are the new mixtapes. It's certainly easier. I continue to really like the atmosphere, it feels very grounded. And although I like Fou4Mod, I adore Baabin, so I'm not a huge fan of the way Fou4Mod is using him to make Chian jealous. Like since he's his bestie, he could've at least been honest. I'm sure he'd be on board. And I know he's gotta learn this for himself but, Fou4Mod, sweetie, this is a terrible idea. You are going to be crying a lot on that train in the future. But, I mean, who hasn't done that before?

Perfect 10 Liners Episode 17

I got YothaGun and PondSand. What a joy! I really could watch Perth do anything but seeing him being the biggest love sick puppy is a special treat. Faifa seems to have a bit of a savior complex, which we kinda knew but it's pretty obvious now. I love characters that hide their pain behind a smile, and he's so kind on top of that, so of course I love him. I also liked that he noticed Wine's overall mood and checked in with him about boundaries. I'm hoping Wine can break some of his walls and perhaps teach him the word 'NO.' I'm thinking maybe we won't get a side couple this time because we have enough couples to check in with, in between FaifaWine stuff, but we'll see.

The Boy Next World Episode 7

First of all, it was great to see Thorn/Tong again, I keep forgetting this is part of the TharnType Universe. As I said last week, BossNouel can bring it in those scenes, but I still feel like I'm watching RainPhayu. Now Cir, you had to see this coming, no? I mean you only had like a million chances to come clean. I feel bad for Phu, but I gotta say, last week I thought he might have an inkling about this, but maybe not?Now…for that ending and the preview. So not multiple universes, but something else is going on. He's dissociating. I'm intrigued and worried if they will land this part of the story. It seems we'll be getting our beloved amnesia trope and I'm so excited about it. Honestly I was thinking maybe he doesn't really have amnesia and he's faking, but wouldn't that be a bit much, all things considered? I mean, they’re going to end up together, so I’d really love to not completely despise Cir by then. The second half of the episode was strange though, pace wise. It felt a bit disconnected, and rushed. Part of it might be intentional, given Phu's state of mind, but it still felt weird to me. The sides are kinda cute, although I must admit, Wim gets on my nerves a bit. That dude must end each day with a tension headache. Like seriously, he's so tense it makes me stressed. And also, why is he so annoyed by Jin?, cause like he listed a bunch of stuff but honestly I don't see it. Wim needs to forget about Cir for 5 seconds and focus on something else. This animosity feels a bit forced.

Sangmin Dinneaw Episode 8 [Finale]

I honestly don’t even know where to start. I’ve come to expect a certain level of whiplash from this show, but this was on an entirely different level. We went from child abuse and murder plot straight into that cucumber scene. I can’t even begin to imagine the thought process behind it. This was a roller-coaster, and not in a good way. That said, at least we finally got a storyline where a guy gets revenge on his abusive parents, so that wasn’t terrible. But the fact that the hotel dude didn't get run over is unfortunate. Now that it’s over, I genuinely don’t know what to say. The main couple was cute enough, and the sides were decent, but overall, this whole thing was a mess. Honestly, the ending was the only part that felt even remotely normal. And still I'm not sure about the amnesia. But who cares? Most of this makes no sense and I'm not gonna waste any more time trying to figure it out.

[nadvs]

Hiii love, how are you?? I usually don't send asks to writers on Tumblr, so you're the first writer I'm sending to, yayyy 🤗 I loved loved loved the ending of the Watch and Learn, I loved the entire series. Rafe's growth throughout this series was amazing, you write him so well. Because of all your series, I continue to be a Rafe girly, I thought Cam Girl was your best series but Watch and Learn took the cake and I can't wait for you to finish Both Sinners 😊

You really are an incredible writer and I'm so happy I found your blog, you're always on my most recent blogs bc I check your page sm 😅 I really almost cried when reading the last chapter because I thought back to how Rafe and reader were in the beginning and how they are now in the end 😪 They're literally couple goals, I'm obsessed. Oh gosh, I've already made this so long but while I was reading the last chapter, I couldn't help but think back to the girl Rafe hooked up with and how he had the audacity to msg reader after. If it's not an issue, can you feed my fantasies and write a small blurb on reader getting revenge on Rafe and making him sooo jealous for doing that, I'm petty like that🤣 If you can't, it's no worries but thank you for continuing to be an incredible writer and such a sweetheart and for reading the excessively long msg 🥲 Much love hun🩷 Byeee👋

HI HONEY i’m good tysm, how are you!! you are so so so sweet 😭 i feel honored to be the first writer you’re sending an ask to 🥹 thank you for reading my work and sending such a kind message!! hehe my fav part of writing the last chapter of watch and learn was def sprinkling references to all the things they’ve been through since they met and the memories they made 🤭 i am so glad that you loved it 💘

i LOVE this prompt and absolutely can feed into the pettiness hehe 😌

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It was bad enough hearing Rafe make a girl moan through your shared wall. It was ten times worse when Rafe texted you “his bad” for the noise.

Followed by an lol. What a douche.

If he’s trying to make you jealous, two can play at that game.

You go to an on-campus bar with friends the following Friday night when you bump into a guy you recognize from one of your lectures. Once you realize he’s hitting on you, his eyes trailing down your cleavage, you feel the exciting twist of arousal deep in your stomach.

You invite him to your dorm. He seems shocked you’re giving him a chance. It makes him even cuter.

Rafe just got home from a night at the frat house when he hears you laughing in the hallway. He figures you’re with a friend or on the phone. Until he hears a male voice under your giggles.

He hears the door shut. Then music. Then… damn it. You’re moaning.

He’d be turned on by the sounds you’re making if it wasn’t for the fact that another man was coaxing them out of you.

You’re on the other side of the wall, body buzzing while he uses his mouth on you. He needs some coaching, but he’s definitely skilled.

You’re exaggerating your moans a little bit, unsure if Rafe can hear. When you hear thudding on the wall, you know he can.

Rafe’s fist is burning as he knocks on the wall, trying to get you to quiet down. He wants to say he’s just annoyed that you’re being loud this late at night, especially after you’re so self-righteous about quiet hours, but he knows jealousy when he feels it.

And this is jealousy.

When you get on top, your moans aren’t as exaggerated anymore. You feel genuine bliss as you ride him, controlling the pace, feeling his hands on your hips.

He’s not a talker at all, so you can’t help but think of the things Rafe says during sex.

Suddenly, the knocking is on your door instead of your wall. You meet your classmate’s eyes and laugh with him, taking a pillow and covering your body with it as you answer the door.

Rafe is standing in the hallway, jaw tight.

“Check your phone,” he says. “I’ve been texting you.”

“I’m… kinda busy,” you laugh.

“Yeah, I can hear,” Rafe mutters. “I think everyone on our floor can.”

“Don’t be jealous,” you tease, hoping he gives it away that he is. When he looks away with a scowl, you’re pretty sure he is.

Rafe can’t take it anymore. He tilts his chin forward, straightening up as much as he can.

“She moans louder when she’s with me!” he half-shouts into your room.

“Rafe,” you scold, nudging his arm. He smirks at you and you shut the door, shaking your head.

After your classmate leaves, you check your phone to see the texts Rafe was talking about.

Rafe: happy for u that ur getting some but chill

Rafe: he cant be THAT good

Rafe: you know i can fuck you better

Rafe: CHILL ur so loud

You laugh at the texts. He definitely can fuck you better. But he doesn’t need to know that.

[kneazle]

For @911-rarepair-week prompt 1: beginnings/endings ✨️

Pairing: Eddie/Taylor

Rated M for some smut

Read on ao3 or under the cut!

Eddie was...confused. For many reasons.

When Buck told him he and Tommy were back together he was ecstatic for him, the obsessive baking had stopped and that genuine smile returned– and then she was suddenly around. Not during any time he hung out with Tommy or them both together, but Eddie would pull up to Tommy's to see her leaving, or try to make plans and sometimes get told he already had plans with her.

He reformed his friendship with Tommy two months before he and Buck reconciled, but had no idea that Taylor fucking Kelly somehow wormed her way into Tommy's life until then.

Eddie nearly crashed his car into Tommy's mailbox when he saw her walk out of the house for the first time, wearing a sweater that was way too big to be hers and what looked like an overnight bag.

Then nearly died choking on his beer when Tommy informed him he and Taylor were friends.

"I won't make you hang out with her Eddie, but she's not going anywhere either just so you know."

So Eddie did the logical thing–he drove straight to Buck's after.

"Yeah, I know they're friends now," Buck looked at Eddie pacing his loft with clear amusement. "They ran into each other not too long after our breakup."

"I just-" He stopped pacing and turned, placing his hands on the table leaning forward. "How?! And why aren't you weirded out by your boyfriend and ex-girlfriend being good friends!"

Buck shrugged from where he was leaning against the island. "She's rarely around when I'm with Tommy, we've talked sure but at this point she's more his friend then my ex. As for how...I don't know what to tell you Eddie, Tommy didn't go into details and I was just happy someone was there for him."

Eddie flinched at the words. Buck never told him to stop talking to Tommy yet he did so anyway, and so did everyone else. It wasn't until he came back from a trip to Texas and a scolding by Chris that he called. "But does it have to be her?" He huffed.

"She's not some demon Eddie," Buck laughed.

"A witch then," He grumbled. "She put a damn spell on Tommy."

Buck shook his head, chuckling. "Is this you hating Taylor or you being annoyed that she's stealing time with Tommy?" He said, a teasing glint in his eye that had Eddie refusing to answer.

It's about hating the she-devil, obviously.

It was a Friday night when Eddie actually spoke to Taylor for the first time. 

Having missed Tommy's birthday while they were broken up Buck insisted on a late celebration, and Tommy despite not seeming too excited for it, couldn't say no when hit with a pleading pouting Buck. 

Eddie realizes how worth it it is when he sees the look on Tommy's face walking over to the section of the karaoke bar they were at, seeing everyone who came to a late celebration for him.

Tommy deserves it, even if he did take a large swig of his beer to cover his scowl when Taylor hugged him, kissing his cheek after they pulled away. He glanced at Hen and Chimney to see their reactions, but there was nothing and as the night went on he saw them be polite with her anytime they interacted– in fact everyone but him seemed to be fine with her. 

Eddie kept drinking, eventually finding himself leaning against the bar, watching a tipsy Tommy and Chimney belt out some song from a movie half of them probably didn't know but everyone was enjoying. 

It was then that Taylor walked up to him.

"Eddie."

He glanced at her quickly before turning back to the stage.  "Taylor."

"Okay, what's your issue with me?" She sighed, sitting on the stool closest to him, her knee brushing against him making his body tense for a second. "I know I needed to apologize to the others, so I did and we're on okay ground, but I don't recall doing anything to make you hate me this much." Taylor glanced over at Buck where he sat with Maddie hollering towards their men on stage. "Is it because I was a crappy girlfriend to Buck or-"

"You're selfish. You only care about yourself and your career and you'll throw anyone under the bus if need be," Eddie snapped at her, frustration and something else he couldn't place rising.

"I admit that was me, but do you really think Tommy would have become my friend like he has if that was still me?"

"Oh you suddenly changed into a better person huh?" 

She frowned, and crossed her arms over her chest. Eddie averted his gaze and shfited on his feet, not looking at the dip of her shirt. "People can change Eddie, it's been two years."

He said nothing and took another sip of his drink. He didn't want to admit she was right, people can change– and deep down he knew he was holding onto his dislike because hating her was easier than dealing with the opposite. 

Taylor nodded her head, accepting his silence as she got up and left.

His eyes were glued to her walking away even as Buck suddenly was at his side, throwing an arm over Eddie's shoulders.

"Man, Tommy is hot." Buck said beaming, gaze locked on Tommy who was playfully bowing on stage as the song ended. 

Eddie watched Taylor step onto it, genuinely laughing at something Tommy told her, his next words slipping out of his mouth before he registered them. "Taylor's hot."

Buck's eyes snapped to him, wide and shocked. "What?"

"I need another beer," Eddie groaned, shoving Buck away to get another. 

"Wait wait! Taylor's what-"

"I didn't say anything!"

"That's why you hate her so much!" Buck bounced next to him, grinning, tipping slightly with his own drinks getting to him. "You like her!"

"I don't like her man!"

"Okay fine you think she's hot."

"Go away Buck." Eddie practically whined, cradling his beer to him and dropping his head against the bar a little too hard. "I'm not into the she-devil. I had too many beers that's all!"

"Whatever you say!" Buck said with a laugh, ruffling Eddie's hair like he was a child much to his displeasure before running off, yelling for Tommy and tackling him the second he walked off the steps.

His gaze went back to Taylor. Her eyes met his as she finished singing her line and the song ended. He didn't look away until she walked off the stage.

Eddie would take the information to his grave, but he had one or two dreams about Taylor in the past. At least one while she was with Buck that left him making an excuse to not hang out when they were off shift, terrified of running into her and too guilty to look at his best friend.

None of it compared to the real Taylor who laid naked in bed beside him as thoughts of last night filtered in through the haze of alcohol.

Eddie let his eyes and hands wander over her, a little obsessed with the way she moved her hips to match his thrusts, with the way her body was flushed from her first orgasm, and the look of pleasure he was causing.

"Eddie.." She moaned out, nails digging into his back "Get on your back." The words sounded breathless, but the demand behind them was clear. Eddie groaned and wrapped his arm around her, flipping them so she was on top. 

Taylor sat up, and Eddie wished he could take a mental picture. Her sitting on his cock, body flushed with a slight sheen of sweat, hair a mess...–damn he was screwed wasn't he?

She grabbed for his wrists, his eyebrows raising as she pinned them above his head. Her eyes locked with his as she started riding him. Eddie moaned when she sunk back down on him the first time and the feeling of her holding his wrists down, both of them knowing full well he could easily move them.

Eddie kept them there. It was the first time in this position for him–and he couldn't deny how much he was liking it.

"Next time I'll have to tie them up," Taylor told him, mouth inches from his. Eddie's hips thrust up at her words making her chuckle.

Eddie dragged a hand down his face. Fuck.

Beside him Taylor shifted making him tense up.

"Stop thinking so much," Taylor huffed. "We had sex, so what?"

"You're my best friend's ex, that's what! And we hate each other!" 

Taylor shifted up, the sheet falling more off her body. Eddie inhaled sharply and looked away, missing her amused smirk and wandering eyes. "You hate me Eddie, remember, I have no issue with you."

"That's not- I mean-" He swallowed roughly, mind halting as his eyes trailed downwards.

Half of him wanted to wipe that smirk off her lips...the other flashed back to the night before when those same lips were wrapped around him.

Taylor shifted onto her side, pulling the sheet off her body. He felt annoyance spike at the knowing glint, but it did nothing to dim the desire coursing through him. Eddie cursed under his breath before rolling on top of her as she grinned.

Oh yeah he was so completely fucked.

[itsmebytch001]

hi!! i love your fics 💞

i was wondering if you could made a yandere platonic morales family fic with a reader who's been sneaking out to go on dates?

(of course you don't have to make this if you don't want to)

(Yas 100%)

Late Friday afternoon you looked over yourself in the mirror tucked away in your room. You were proud of your look and especially proud of youre makeup, you looked good and were excited for your date with Helia he was tall, broad and sweet, and said he would pay!

You packed your bag, juts with a phone, keys, perfume and emergency charger and headed for your front door, rushing past your Dad Aaron, and your cousin Miles.

Aaron: "Ay, where you going?"

Y/n: "On a date?"

Miles: "With who?"

Y/n: "Helia, I told you"

Aaron: "I don't remember you telling me"

Y/n: "I'm certain I did" And you had, like 3 times. You showed him a picture of him, gave him Helia's number and told him where you were going and he had said yes.

Aaron: "Why you dressed like that?"

Y/n: "Its a date?"

Miles: "have I met him?"

Y/n: "No I don't think so"

Aaron: "have I met him?"

Y/n: "No but I gave you his number, and showed you pictures!"

Both Miles and Aaron raised a brow at you.

Aaron: "You can't go out with a boy I haven't met in a dress like that"

Y/n: "Are you serious ?"

Aaron: "Do I not sound serious?"

Y/n: "it is a long length body con!" You gestured to your covered legs

Miles: "How do you know he won't try something?"

Y/n: "baecuse he's not like that, he's nice"

Miles: "uh huh" He said, rasing an eye brow/

Aaron: "I don't remember buying you that dress"

Y/n: "Yeah you didn't, I did"

Aaron: "And with who's money?"

Y/n: "My money?"

Aaron: "Why you wasting your money on clothes? You already have to many"

Y/n: "I'm 17, Dad. Clothes is what you buy when you have cash"

Miles: "Where you getting money from?" He asked susbiusly as if maybe you were stealing.

Y/n: "My weekend job? The one you pick me up from beacuse your so damm paranoid!"

Miles: "I don't see anything wrong with wanting you to be safe"

Y/n: "Miles, my coworkers think youre a stalker"

Miles: "Did you tell them I'm your cousin?"

Y/n: "Yeah, that just made it worse"

Aaron: "maybe Mile's could come with you on your little date"

...

Y/n: "Are you serious?"

Miles: "Yeah why not?"

Y/n: "Miles, It Is A DATE, I can't have my cousin just hanging round!"

Miles: "I could vet him out, make sure he's safe"

Y/n: "Miles, not every man on the earth wants to hurt me"

Miles: "yeah but they might"

Y/n: "Helia is a good guy, I know him through Flora, he's like a passafist of something"

Aaron: "or something?"

Miles: "So you don't actually know him?"

Aaron: "ummmhmm" He hummed in agreement.

Y/n: "He's friends with Flora, you really think Flora is the type to hang out with bad men? Ive' hanged out with him before with others, Ive slept over with him at Floras house and he's never tried anythin-"

Aaron: "You sleeping at other's peoples houses behind my back?"

Y/n: "No, Its not like that, you knew where I was!"

Miles: "what do you mean you slept over with him?"

Aaron: "I didn't know there were boys over though, did I?"

Y/n: "Nothing bad! Just he'd sleep in the same room and never tried anything!"

Miles: "I still think maybe I should go aswell"

Aaron: "I agree"

Y/n: "Miles' why can't you just be a normal cousin?"

Miles: "If you act right maybe I'll consider it"

Y/n: "So you agree it's weird? That you follow me, stalk my friends, my work and socials like a mad man"

Aaron: "Y/n that's your cousin, he's just trying to look out for you"

Y/n: "And it's not even just him anymore! Auntie Rio is obsessed with my sex life, that I don't even have by the way, always trying to scare me, giving me condoms I DONT NEED or trying to dress me, going through my wardrope and throwing out clothes she dosen't like!! like a normal auntie, right?"

Aaron: "Calm down Y/n"

Y/n: "And Uncle Jeff, sending him, a POLICE OFFIECER to run after me when I'm not even doing anything wrong, searching my fucking bag an-"

Aaron: "Enough!"

...

Aaron rose form the couch, your father looming over you.

Aaron: "Get to you room"

Y/n: "No, I'm going out"

Now Aaron, or Miles wasn't above physically stopping you, but they wanted to see your resolve.

Aaron: "If you leave now, you won't be welcome back in"

Y/n: "what?"

Aaron: "Go on and stay at one of your little friends houses"

Miles: "Or this Helia guy"

...

Y/n: "Okay"

Aaron: "I'm serious Y/n"

and with out saying another word, you simply left. And once the door shut behind you, Aaron was genuinley stunnded.

Miles: "Oh my god she left"

Aaron inhaled slowley, before sitting back down on the couch and inviting Miles to do the same.

Miles: "Should...Should I go after her?"

Aaron: "nah man, let her do her thing"

Hours since then had passed, at at this point Aaron assumed that you would come back, apologise, have your phone and laptop taken away and not allowed to leave the house for a few days, but you hadn't.

It was now 23:33 And Aaron was begging to freak, pacing back on fourth calling you over and over to no avail, while Miles eletred the family chat.

Unknown to you, Miles actually had a Notes page dedicated too the names, birthdays and addresses of all your main friends.

Musa Harada, sep 11th 2005, Malcoms Road 119th street.

Tecna Petrov, Sep 17th 2005, Opens Road, 100th street.

Ayesha Layla Andros, August 9th,2005 Greenway road, 88th street.

Flora James Rosie Hernandez, Oct 9th,2005, Red Reid Road, 33rd street.

Stella Marks Solaria, July 8th, 2005, Solarian Estate, Celetail's field.

Bloom Smith Jamie, September 11th 2005, Red Reid Road, 33rd street.

You know, normal cousin things.

Meanwhile, you and Helia were having a picnic date, he had prepared a lovley spread of tiny sandwhiches and fruit, along with a bottle of wine, was it underage drinking? yes but really who cared. Certainley no one in this park.

Helia: "You look really nice by the way"

Y/n: "Thank you, you too but i'm sorry in late, My dad had a thing"

Helia: "Oh, Is everything okay?"

Y/n: "Oh yeah, totally!"

It's 1000% not. Once this date ends, what are you going to do, where are you going to go? You half exepected your stuff to be in boxes once you got back, and the front door locked, and if he did let you in, he would take your phone, your laptop, your sketch books, have your Auntie Rio go through your wardrobe to throw away all your nice clothing, put bars on your windows put a outdoor outside lock on your door and whenever you would be allowed outside, it would only ever be with Miles, leaning over you, following you round shops and choosing wether if you stopped to talk to friends.

So you began to ponder the idea of staying at a friends house for a few days, though that may just make it worse for a few days, avoiding your family for days at a time would only make them more upest.

Who would you stay at? Musa's home wasn't really safe, Ayesha's Mom wouldn't let you stay, Flora's house was ran by her loud annoying siblings that she hated, but maybe you could stay with Tecna? Her parents were nice and they had a guest bedroom.

Meanwhile, Jeff was driving over to Flora's house, and once he finally pulled up outside, he knocked on her front door to be greeted by her Mom.

Mrs Hernandez: "Oh! Hello officer, How can I help?"

He huffed in the hallway, consuming the doorway.

Jeff: "Hello Mrs Hernandez, I was wonder if your daughter, Flora was here?"

Mrs Hernandez: "FLORA, THRES A MAN HERE TO SEE YOU" She basically screamed into the house, drawing her down the stairs case to see Mr Morales.

They didn't know each other well, but initanlly the Morales side liked her as she was the only one of your friends that spoke Spanish, butt Flora knew why Mr Morales was here, posing all normal like a normal officer.

Flora: "Hey...Mr Morales"

Mrs Hernandez: "You know this man?" She whispred to her daughter.

Flora: "it's Y/n uncle"

Mrs Hernandez: "Oh..."

Jeff gestured for Flora to follow him into the living room which he welcomed himself into, sitting down on the blue crush velvet sofa, Flora sat infront of him.

Jeff: "So, Flora..."

Flora: "Yeah..?"

Jeff: "Have you heard about Y/n?"

Flora: "Uhhh, nooo?" She knew what this was, she had heard the storys of your cousin breaking into Blooms house to drag you out late into the night, or your Uncle putting out APB's just for you, or your Dad simply not letting you out the house a few days at a time.

Jeff: "She's had another break down, and ran out the house...with a boy"

Flora: "oh..." She also knew that whenever your family would band together to find you, they would tell friends you were 'having a break down' or a 'crisis of mental health'.

Flora: "I'm sorry but is this police, or you?"

Jeff: "Excuse me?"

Flora: "Are the police, or are you looking for Y/n?"

Jeff: "Listen Flora, I don't want to create problems for you or your family" He said, leaning over the table between them.

Jeff: "But I just wont to know where she's off too...with this boy Helia"

...

...

Now Flora didn't want to rat you out, but she also didn't want problems with your family...

Flora: "Helia is a good guy Mr Morales"

...

Jeff: "We just want to know she's safe Flora"

Flora: "He said he'd take her to the east park"

Just as she said, Jeff sweeped out the house and simply left .

getting in his crusier, he drove off to the east park to go on walk about for you, he thought about what he would say to you once he got you back in cruiser, lecturing you, maybe even the boy, Helia too in order scare him off.

Whilts he was driving in the direction of East, you were ringing Tecna.

Tecna

ring

ring

Tecna: "hey"

Y/n: "Hey, its me, do you mind if I come over for a few nights?"

Tecna: "Can I ask why?"

Y/n: "My Dad's back on his bullhshit"

Tecna: "Ah, I see"

Y/n: "So, do you mind if I come over?"

Tecna: "I'm sorry I'm not at home right, but I'll be back tmorrow, you can come them I'm sure"

Y/n: "Ah, okay I understand"

Tecna: "I'm sorry"

Y/n: "Don't worry about it"

You hang up, what are you going to do for tonight? You can't go back, you'll he hulled to your room and trapped there if you do.

Helia: "Is everything okay?"

Y/n: "Not really, I'm a bit stuck"

Helia: "What do you mean?"

Y/n: "I can't go home tonight, I need somewhere to stay"

Helia: "What's wrong with home?"

Y/n: "My Dad's got problems, I don't really know"

Helia put his hand's round your waist.

Helia: "You could stay with me for the night?"

...

Y/n: "Sure"

So you And Helia began to walk out the park, on the way to his house while across the park, your Uncle Jeff was scoping the area, he called Miles:

ring

ring

Miles: "hey, You good?"

Jeff: "Come round The East Park, She's round here"

Miles: "M'kay, coming"

And so Miles entered The East Park from the exit, that unfortunaltley you and Helia were heading for concurrently.

Meanwhile Your Dad, Aaron was pondering on the couch what to do with you once your brought home, while Rio was making Coffee in his kitchen.

Rio: "I keep telling you Aaron, Y/n may be a clever girl but she need's more supervision, I mean she go's out the house for days at a time to sleepovers, or sneeks out for parties and come back the next day hang over!"

Aaron: "Yeah I know but...What else Can I do to watch her? Like I already go through her phone every few days or so, and her laptop but she's real sneeking now, I look under her bed, through her closet just to find nothing"

Rio: "She's just hiding it from you...I used to be a teenage girl, let me see?"

Aaron: "Be my guest" He gestured to your room, Rio swiftly entered your room, leaving the door open as she began to rummage through your stuff, after about twenty minutes she had found a diary, a bear full of cash and a book full of phone numbers.

Aaron: "oh..."

Rio: "Hasn't been that long since I was young"

Aaron: "Why the bear full of cash?"

Rio: "Probablly emergncy money for what ever she's doing when she runs out"

Aaron: "uh huh"

Rio: "You need to do something about that door"

Aaron: "what do you mean?"

Rio: "Like, maybe take it off the hinges for a few months, show her your in charge"

Aaron: "Bit much"

Rio: "No! She's sneaking out, seeing boys, drinking! You must stop this while you can!"

Maybe she was right, Aaron thought.

So he went to collect his tool kit, where he began to unscrew the door from its hinges one by one, leaving it bare.

Whilts you and Helia where beginning to approach the exit gate, you saw someone familiar in the distance, looking down at his phone while walking in your direction, not noticing you...Its Miles.

Oh shit

You grab onto Helias arm.

Y/n: "How about we go on a de tour?" You giggle nerveoulsy, pulling him out into the bushes.

Helia: "hehe, is everything okay?"

Y/n: "Oh yeah! Just want to see more of the trees" What a batter way of saying 'my family is mad and are hunting me!'

Helia: "...okay?"

And so you and Helia, poor Helia who didn't understand what the hell was happening began to walk back deep into the wooded area of the woods.

Miles called his Dad.

calling Dad.

ring

ring

Jeff: "Hey"

Miles: "Hey, I'm entering the park, where are you?"

Jeff: "Near the fountain, Its where most the teens hang out"

Miles:" okay, So I'll-"

Jeff: "Wait, wait hold on"

Miles: "Okay?"

Jeff had stoptted you, just for a second walking through the bushes, with a guy, tall lanky fellow with long black hair, following you.

Jeff: " I think I see them"

Miles: "Y/n?"

Jeff: "Yeah...with the guy"

Miles: "Near the fountain?"

Jeff: "Yeah...in the bushes"

Miles: "I'll be right there"

Miles said hanging up, and sprinting off into the wooded area inorder to find you.

And in the distance, he saw you in that black dress you left in, and you heard him coming, you heard his footsteps, you saw him rushing over.

Miles: "AY, Y/n!!"

Fuck Fuck Fuck

you turned to Helia.

Y/n: "Start running"

Helia: "What?"

Y/n: "Run!"

You screamed begging to take off into a sprit, not getting all that far in that damm dress, as Helia was already so far ahead of you, looking back at you trying to get you to keep up and you heard the yelling again,

Miles: "Y/N!!"

Up ahead, you heard another yell, It was Helia, having been grabbed by your Uncle, Jeff taking him down.

You felt Miles hand grab your forearm while running and pull your back into him.

Miles: "Gotcha"

Y/n: "get the hell off me!"

Miles: " Calm down, we got you"

Y/n: "GET OFF ME" You screamed as you struggled against his grip, you knew he was spiderman, you knew his strengh was something you couldn't quite shrug off.

Jeff was holding Helia by his forearm, tightly, Helia, clearly not knowing what the hell was happening began to hyperventilate.

Jeff walked Helia to you and Miles, where he looked down on you being held tight by Miles, again trapped by your family, Jeff leant over you and whispred over to Miles.

Jeff: "I'll take Y/n home, you talk to this Helai guy, M'kay?"

Miles: "Okay"

And So Miles let go of you, only for you to be immdedialy grabbed by your Uncle Jeff whom began to pull you out the park, now it was just Helia, and Miles.

...

...

Helia: "Do I know you?"

Miles: "How do you know my cousin Y/n?"

Helia: "Oh...She's your cousin I see"

Miles: "I asked you a question"

Helia: "uhhh, I'm sorry but what the fuck is happening?"

Miles: "Are you fucking deaf or something? I asked you a question, how do you know My cousin?"

Helia: "I know her through Flora, jeez"

Miles: "And How do you know Flora?"

Helia: "Uh, I know her through a class I took"

Miles: "Uh huh"

Miles approched Helia slowly.

Miles: "Listen man, I can't have you hanging round my cousin like that, m'kay?"

Helia: "I don't understa-"

Miles: "Listen, just stay the fuck away from her before I take you out, you understand?"

Helia: "...Okay"

Miles nodded at him, and simply walked off out the woods.

Meanwhile, Your Uncle Jeff was shuffling you out the park and into the police cruiser.

With Miles short behind, he followed you into the car, sitting next to you in the back with Jeff in the front, boxing you in the car.

Jeff: "Care to explain yourself?"

Y/n: "Not really, no"

Miles: "Are you serious?"

Y/n: "Did you hurt him?"

Miles: "What?"

Y/n: "Did you hurt Helia?"

Miles: "No, just gave him some words of encourment"

Y/n: "oh my fukci-"

Jeff: "Don't swear in my car"

Y/n: "Then let me out the car!"

Jeff: " Y/n, all Iv'e done today, all Miles has done today was run around trying to find you"

Y/n: "I didn't ask you too!"

Jeff: "Let me finish, We bend over backwards trying to find you when you go running round town, doing God knows what and all you do once we find you is give us flac"

Y/n:" Yeah, beacuse it's weird! You, a grown man and your son go hunting for me whenever I do anything"

Jeff: "We are trying to protect you Y/n"

Y/n: " From WHAT?"

Miles: "Y/n, You don't understand what goes through a man's head"

Jeff: "Exactly"

Y/n: "That sounds like a self report to me"

Miles: "Excuse me?"

Y/n: "You heard what I said"

About a half hour later, you pulled up outside your building where you were basically carried up to your apartment, when the door opened revelaing your Auntie Rio, and your Dad Aaron waiting for you on the couch, while your Uncle and Miles stood behind you, creating a human wall for you to get past.

Aaron: "I see you came to your sense's"

Y/n: "Not really, I was brought back here, by your Brother and his Son, again"

Rio: "Don't be rude Y/n, your just digging yourself a bigger whole"

You see your stuff laying on the table, your cash teddy, Your diary and your phone book.

Miles flicked through it, looking confused.

Miles: "Why do you have a phone book?"

Y/n: "In case Aaron takes my phone, I can call people since no one remembers phone numbers"

The room fell quite.

Aaron: "...Aaron?"

Y/n: "...is that not your name?"

You saw the colour in Miles face drain out. Rio and stood and stepped to you.

Rio: "How DARE you! GET TO YOUR ROOM!" She pointed to your doorless area of 'privacy'

Y/n: "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPNED TO MY DOOR?!"

Aaron: "I think you mean my door, beacuse this is my house, and you are my daughter and until you start acting right I'll be keeping my door out the frame"

Y/n: "There is a rectangluar whole in the door!"

Rio: "GO TO YOUR ROOM YOUNG LADY"

And as you sulked over to your room, you went to slam the door,Only to remeber, it was gone, you looked back at your family staring you down as you turned the corner.

Rio: "Adios mio that girl"

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[whatdoidosatoru]

the family business

chapter 1 of stardewnatural | read it on ao3 stardew valley/supernatural crossover sebastian/sunny (original character) nobody really has a car in pelican town. so it's a little strange when a '67 chevrolet impala appears parked at the bus stop. soon, farmer sunny meets two monster hunters sent on a mission to figure out the (more than the usually) weird things happening in this quaint town. wc: 2.2k tags: light violence, banter, some innuendo, sam and dean being sam and dean

nobody really had a car in pelican town.

at least that’s what sunny thought until she walked past one on her daily walk into town.

the day started like any other fall day until now. the very first friday of the season always began with waking up at six and having a quick breakfast with her coffee, feeding the dog and cats, giving them some attention before heading out to pick up any crops that were ready, emptying the kegs and grabbing everything she needed for the usual trip into the town square when…

there was a menacing, old black car that stood parked next to the broken-down bus just outside the tunnel leading to the desert. being somewhat late in her daily schedule, sunny didn't stop to take a closer look, but faint voices could be heard as she kept walking, stepping on crinkly leaves littering the path.

“i’m telling you it's just in your head.”

“and i'm telling you there was a little… i don't know what it was but it was in the bush!”

“you need coffee.”

“i'm telling you there's something sketchy going on, sammy.”

certain she would find the owners of these voices later, probably in the saloon, she kept walking, keeping herself as close as she could to her planned out schedule. but the oddity of unknown people stuck in her head.

“sorry, sorry, i got caught up with the canning,” sunny immediately started explaining as she walked into pierre's store, balancing a big basket full of items on her hip, “here's the bok choy you wanted.”

she passed the ripe vegetable to the bespectacled shopkeeper in exchange for 120 gold that she pocketed before quickly waving and disappearing through the door. 

“woah, easy there, farmer.” a surprised voice snapped her out of focus as she nearly collided with the body in front of her. she apologetically looked up and fixed the soft knitted beanie on her head.

“sorry, doc, in a rush this morning.”

looking at the watch on her left wrist, she noticed the time. 9:10. shit, she was already supposed to be on her way up to the mountains.

“hey, doc, shouldn't you already be at the clinic?”

the town doctor stuttered, brushing his hair out of the way and fixing his brown framed glasses before rushing off into the store, muttering something about running out of coffee grounds.

sunny shrugged, fixed the basket on her arm, and started towards the old community center, bracing herself for another collision with the world of supernatural beings living alongside them here in pelican town.

“hey did you see the car?”

a voice greeted her at the door to the community center; the voice of, as of only a few days ago, her boyfriend, sebastian. his dark hair glinted purple in the rare fall sun, and he wore a sweet smile – it was nice seeing him finally in his element after so much summer heat. he approached and pulled her into a hug, ignoring the fact that she was awkwardly balancing a nearly full basket of stuff from the farm and the local mines. in fact, there was something in there for him.

“you saw it too?”

sunny responded as he slid his hand in hers, walking back to the town square with her since he knew the schedule for today. 

“sam heard it when he… anyway he called me all excited and yappy, wouldn’t shut up about it ‘cause he thought i’d wanna check it out. i mean, he was right.”

“looks cool, though, doesn't it?”

“what does?”

“the car, silly.”

“oh hell yeah, it's a beaut.”

she raised an eyebrow, but quickly shook her head at his comment. of course he'd call a car beautiful, he was somewhat obsessed with cool cars and motorbikes, having the latter himself. she remembered all the midnight rides on that motorcycle of his, the way he'd speed up just to have her grip onto his waist tighter, the wind in their hair, the view when they'd park and…

“you see who drove it?” his voice snapped her out of her head.

“huh? oh, the car?”

“earth to sunny, you awake?”

sebastian reached out to poke her on the cheek, smirking as he did so. by the pep in his step it was obvious that he was getting genuinely excited to see the car, it was certainly not an everyday occurrence to have new people and a new vehicle in town.

sunny murmured something about being frazzled today, probably from having a late night planning for the stardew valley fair.

they made their way to the bus stop, murmuring good morning to a few people in passing.

“hey sunny, you got any pumpkins going?” abigail's voice carried through the window of her bedroom. sunny looked up to see her smiling face peeking through.

“oh, i've got a bunch planted for you!”

abby blew her a kiss and disappeared into her room again, leaving the pair to keep walking past the store, past the clinic (still open despite their only doctor being outside in the park), and to the bus stop where the broken down bus had been sitting unmoving for years.

sunny could almost feel the excitement radiate from him, he squeezed her hand a little more as they approached the car, half-hidden by the shadow of the tunnel. 

“yoba, look at that design…”

his voice was full of awe, he kept going towards the car, offhandedly mentioning facts about the build of the car, about the sleek design, about the engine it must have…

and she couldn't keep my eyes off him. his eyes shone with fascination, with wonder at this machine in front of them. where she saw a cool vehicle, he saw the ingenuity, the remarkable angles. 

“...really wanna hear it”

she snapped out of the admiration to his words, realising she'd been clutching the basket a little tighter. barely had she had time to smile at him when an angry voice bellowed from behind.

“hey! get away from the car!”both of them quickly stepped back, sebastian with his hands already up in a gesture of surrender. two men approached, one with short hair and a face full of rage, the other taller, long haired, and with a look of worry.

“we’re…” she pulled sebastian back a little, keeping him closer to her in case they go for him because he was close to the car “ so sorry, we didn’t touch it or anything we just… looked, it’s rare to…” she snapped her mouth shut and tilted her head to the side as the shorter, angrier man approached the car as one would a lover, caressing it while checking for any dents or whatever else they could’ve done to it in the short time they were near. sunny could’ve sworn he called it baby.

“forgive my brother, he’s very…” the taller man looked at the brother in question and then back at them, clearly noticing their questioning expressions “ besotted with the car.”

sebastian raised an eyebrow at him and looked at the man checking the car, letting out a little huh as if to say yeah no shit.

there was a weird pause, seb and sunny awkwardly observing the car caressing, and what seemed to be loving whispering, while the taller brother’s eyes flitted between his, clearly embarrassing, brother and them two.

“i’m sam. that’s my brother dean.” he took a long step towards them, seriously, how tall was this guy , and held out his hand. sebastian shook it immediately, looking up at sam , who was nothing like their sam.

“sebastian. this is my girlfriend , sunny.” as she shifted the basket to shake sam’s hand, she noticed sebastian’s hand suddenly found its usual place on her waist, tugging a little closer to him. she smirked at his action before looking towards the newcomer.

“sunny. sorry if this is rude but…” she eyed the other brother, dean, who finally stopped touching up his precious car to join his brother in introducing himself and shaking hands, “what are you doing here exactly? the fair isn’t until the 16th.”

“the fair?” those were the first somewhat polite words directed at them by dean. he fixed his jacket and looked the pair over, as if estimating whether or not they’re from this earth or not. his eyes landed on the basket in sunny’s hands, no doubt wondering why the hell she was carrying so much assorted stuff with.

“the stardew valley fair?” sebastian sounded surprised that someone would venture into pelican town without the intention to attend one of the festivals. in his mind, there was no other reason to be here… well, at least not until we had got closer.

“sure, the fair.” the taller man sounded unconvinced, but the look in his eyes as he turned to his brother told everyone involved to just drop it.

“we’re hunters,” dean explained, “you know, anything out of the ordinary, anything… strange, we hunt it and save people. it’s kind of a family business.”

strange and out of the ordinary. the family business . that description just about covered the entirety of pelican town. from the forest spirits to the town wizard living on the outskirts of the town. and sunny knew a thing or two about keeping a family business alive, not that anyone in said family could actually appreciate it.

“like slime hunters?” she blurted out, causing sebastian to snort in laughter.

sam and dean looked at each other in confusion and maybe a little offense.

“sl- slime hunters?” dean raised an eyebrow, looking like he was about to explain how he was more dangerous and serious than anything called a slime hunter could ever be. clearly he hadn’t encountered a slime before.

“yeah, the slimes in the mines?” she continued, ignoring the fact that sebastian tugged on her sleeve a little, leaning closer in warning.

“uh, sunny? i don’t think they know about the slimes…”

the silence was heavy. there was heat climbing up into her cheeks, making her hear heart beats in her head. oh, she’s blabbed too much again. she turned her head to sebastian, but he just slid his hand into hers now, drawing little hearts with his thumb over her knuckles.

“okay so other than… slimes … did you two maybe notice something weird going on around here?” sam questioned, earning a sigh from sunny and a light chuckle from sebastian.

“look, the weirdest thing in this town right now is you two.” unlike sunny’s awful overthinking about whether something she had said would be taken as rude or condescending, sebastian had no filter. if he spoke to people in the first place, he didn’t give a fuck about keeping them placated. “we don’t get many people just walking in and out unless it’s for festivals, and certainly not with awesome cars like that one.” he nodded towards the black car, making both brothers follow his gaze as if to make sure it was their car he was talking about.

sunny shifted the basket again as she cleared her throat.

“look, if you hunt… weird things, maybe you could talk to marlon up at the adventurer’s guild or to rasmodius.”

“asmodeus?” dean looked alarmed at the mention of the wizard, but his misunderstanding of the name earned him a smack on the back of his head by sam.

“she said rasmodius, dean.” sam rolled his eyes briefly before continuing, “that’s the wizard, right? we were actually sent by a… friend of his. where could we find him?”

sebastian quickly explained how to get to the wizard’s tower, wondering how the hell they knew this wizard’s friend .

sam and dean made their way towards the cindersap forest, throwing one last glance at the car as sebastian and sunny stood at a respectful distance from it, as if warned not to try anything funny.

“that was… weird, right? it’s not just me?” sunny’s question made sebastian chuckle.

“as much as i’d love to say it was just you being weird, i have to admit they were…” he finished the sentence simply by shaking his head a little.

in retaliation for his cheekiness she lifted their intertwined hands and bit his knuckles gently, making him nudge her with his shoulder.

“keep nudging me and i’m not giving you your gift.”

“gift?” he leaned in and kissed her temple, melting her with his spontaneous signs of affection. “you’re gift enough for me.”

she looked up and saw that self-satisfied grin on his face whenever he thought he said something incredibly funny. after the initial reaction of just rolling her eyes, sunny pulled out a somewhat chipped piece of obsidian from the basket. seeing his eyes widen in excitement made all the bruises and scratches from going into the mines worth it.

“wait, seriously? is that obsidian? oh man, you know it’s exactly what i’ve been looking for! i’m gonna see if i can shape it into a dagger!” with a smile he took it from her hand wrapped into a cloth and put it into his jean pocket.

the sweet gift earned her another kiss on the forehead and one directly on the lips, the one she never wanted to pull away from.

[yuyu1024]

Secret dating

Pairings: Scoup / cheolie × y/n

Genre/tags: Idol and non-idol dating. been friends with cheolie before becoming an idol but have secret crush to each other

Warning: (none) just something sweet and short only.

~~~ [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 2.6k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: reposting all my stories one by one again as I deleted my acct by mistake. All of the stories I will be posting is all mine.

(All of my fanfics/oneshots are also available wattpad @/shinestar1024)

Every concert you have been present. You had jumped and screamed for every hard hitting songs and then sing along and cry every now and then for every slow and ballad songs. You have been there since the beginning. You had been and will be supporting your best friend's career.

Cheolie's career together with his group soared so high that they got busier and more focused on their careers than ever. You respected it and understood it. It's normal for his job.

But then, one day, something shifted between you two.

"What's with the long face?" Ace, asks while she hands me the cup of hot chocolate drink I ordered

I smile and continued to stare outside the window of the coffee shop.

"Wow! A new endoresment for SVT." She gasps as she looks at the huge TV screen across the street. The one I'm looking at. "They've been busy..."

"Yeah, they have been."

"They had an event too right? A fanmeeting... something... and they went on a festival as the main event?"

"Yes. They did."

"And... you didn't go?"

"Yeaah, I can't." I take a sip of my drink

"That's a first. How come? You always makes time for his things..."

"I do. I want to support my best friend... but..."

"But what?"

"Things at work got hectic so I need to do somethings and..."

I can't tell Ace that I'm starting to feel something off. Not that Cheolie and I had a fight or what. It's just that, my heart feels weird lately. And I need to control it.

"The last event was weekend... so did you went out? Coz I'm sure you weren't home. I called you and it sounded like you were outside."

"I was." I press my lips together. "I was on this date thingy that my friend at work set up."

"What?" Ace got all excited. "Spill the tea! How is it?"

"Hmm... it's okay... he's seems nice and sweet."

"So... a potential second date?"

"Well..."

"C'mon! Do it! You don't have time to date because all you do for your free time is sleep or on a svt event."

It's true. That's the only life you had outside work. It looks like you are obsessed from a third person perspective but it doesn't bother you. One you are a fan and two, Cheolie is important for you.

"He actually asked me out for next friday night...I told him, I'll let him know my sched at work next week."

Ace claps and cheers for me, "finally!"

*********

After getting home, I did some cleaning in the house, especially my room and then took a nice shower. I feel refreshed and calm now. What a nice way to end my friday night after a long week of work.

I was towel drying my hair in the living room while I'm watching a kdrama on the TV, when I suddenly heard the lock on my door beeps. I panicked a little as I am not expecting anyone but then a familiar figure appears.

"What are you doing?" He asks

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?" I remove the towel on my head. "What are you doing here Cheolie?"

He's wearing all black from pants, hoodie and beanie

"It's late." I glance at the time on my phone and then saw a bunch of missed calls from him.

"How long did you shower that you missed all my calls?" He finally makes his way where I am and throws off.

"I have it on silent mode. I cleaned and showered." I explain

He sits down beside me and throws his head back.

"You look tired..."

"A little."

"Where you guys practicing today?"

"We had a photoshoot today."

"Oh... I see..."

Then his eyes darts straight at me, " oh, I see?" He repeats

"What?"

"Are you not a fan of ours now?"

"What? I am!"

"Then, why aren't you present on my last two events?"

I'm a little surprised that he noticed it. He barely had time now to meet me personally and event call me so, how did he know?

"Where were you?" He asks

"Hmm... first event... I'm at work. Overtime."

"This weekend?"

"I was on a date."

"A date?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"What do you mean why?"

"Why... like, why didn't you told me? Shouldn't I know this? And since when did you had time to meet anyone and have a boyfriend?"

"Whoa! Hold up!" I laugh, "boyfriend? No... it's just a date. My friend at work set me up to meet this guy. And, why would I tell you?"

"I am your bestfriend."

"Okay... but... you are busy... I'm sure my dating life is none on the top list of your concern." I tease

He suddenly became serious, "so you like him?"

"Hmm?"

"I am asking you, y/n. You like him?"

I scratch the back of my neck, "He's cute... and nice..."

"I asked, do you like him?"

"I don't know! I just met him once."

"Will you meet him again?"

"Ahm... maybe... Not sure yet."

"No."

"No?"

"I don't want you to meet him again."

"Why?"

"Because I said so!" He stands up, walking away and goes to my kitchen and opens the fridge to grab a water bottle.

"What's wrong with you?" I ask

"Don't." He says again after chugging the whole bottle. "Don't see that person again."

"What's wrong? Did you even know the guy I met?"

"No. But I don't care. You can't meet anyone." He throws the bottle water in the trash and comesback to sit beside me.

"You're being weird." I mumble. I throw the towel I have around my neck to the side and start to finger comb my damp dear.

We both became quiet for a while. I thought he was just focused on the show I was watching before he arrived.

"You smell different." He suddenly asks

I put my long hair to the side, still combing it with my fingers. "What does that mean?"

He pushes he's hood off, staring at me "Did you changed your shampoo?"

I scrunch my nose as I try to recall, "Not shampoo... I think it's the body lotion... My friend at work gave me one. She said she bought 2 bottles of it coz she liked the scent but I guess his husband and son didn't... so she gave me the other bottle.. then she can just finished the used one."

He then moves closers and gently reaches for my neck to smell. "It smells sweet." He mumbles. His breathe onto my skin tickled, making me jerk a little.

"It's vanilla, I think and some flower." I move a little away from him, which he notices.

"Why?" He asks

"It tickles." I run my fingers one last time through my hair. "You could've just asked me if you want to smell it. I can give you my hand..."

He smiles, "But you already touched you hair... so it will smell like your shampoo or conditioner too..."

"So does my neck! My hair touches my neck."

His smile grows. "Or maybe I just like to smell your neck."

"Weirdo." I shake my head, rolling my eyes at him.

"I missed you." He suddenly says and then proceeds to lay his whole body to me.

"Hey!" I protest. "You're heavy!"

"You're a strong woman. You can handle me."

"I'm not buff like you!" I try to push him away, with all my might but I fail. "Ugh! I give up."

"Just... let me..." he squirms more to get comfy until he reaches to the idea to actually embrace me. "I miss you..."

Crap! Why is he so clingy like this. Oh dear lord. My heart is beating out of my chest!

"Do I make you nervous?"

Should I answer him honestly? If I do, would it make things between us... awkward?

"N-no..."

"You're lying..." he nuzzles his face closer to my neck. "I can feel it..."

"Then why ask then..."

He chuckles, "you're so sassy..."

I suddenly became quiet after that. I just continued watching the show that is on right now. I just let him be. I slowly relaxed after a few more heart beats.

It's Seungcheol. It's not like a stranger is hugging me. Besides this is what he is, clingy and very affectionate. It does not mean anything.

For him.

But for me, as a weak girl, the things we used to do as young kids, now makes my heart flutter. I'm not sure if its because of him or I'm just that needy for affection since I haven't really had a boyfriend for quite awhile now.

"Cheolie... why are you here?" I ask, breaking the silence. "It's almost midnight... the members or your manager would be worried."

"I'm an adult." He mumbles, he's eyes were closed all this time. Though he's not technically sleeping coz he moves a lot.

"Of course I know that. What I meant is---"

He abruptly moves, raising his head up. We are eyes to eye. "Do you?"

"Huh?"

"Do you really know... that I am an adult?"

"What are you talking about? Of course I know. We are the same age. 27 years old."

His gaze slowly goes down from my eyes down to my lips. "When I say, I miss you.. what do you feel?" He asks

"I don't understand..."

"I said earlier... I missed you."

"I heard."

"So...?"

"Ahm... so?"

He sighs and move back away. "Y/n, you promised me to be present in every performance and event I have."

"Hey... I only missed two."

"You did. I understand. But... you didn't told me ahead of time. You couls've texted me and said, 'hey, I'll not be at this and that because this and that.' So... I will not look like a fool going around the stage, searching for you if you are in your seat."

"I ahm..."

"I always save you a seat. In case you didn't get a chance to buy your own ticket. You always text me if you got a ticket... these two times you didn't so I asked my manager to save you a seat. For those two events, I looked at that seat and you weren't there."

"Sorry..."

"I asked my manager if you arrived... and when he said no..."

"Hey... I'm sorry okay? I got busy and I didn't know that---"

"Busy? You went on a date."

"Hey. Cheolie, you are being---"

"Being what?" He snaps.

"Are we seriously will fight over a date I had? One date?"

"We will... if that date means something to you."

"W-wait. What do you mean? I'm not following where is this going..."

"It's simple."

I look at him and waited for him to say anything but he just kept looking at me. He's eyes shows a different side of Cheolie that I haven't seen before.

"I'm jealous."

What did he say?

"y/n. I am... jealous..."

But why though?

I can't speak. I'm too stunned to even react.

"It means, I like you. No, actually... not like... but.. I...love you... Y/n."

I finally blinked and breathe when I hear my wall clock strike 12 midnight.

"W-what...?"

"You heard me."

I take a deep breath, hand on my chest and look away. I think I'm experiencing a heart attack. My heart is faster than normal and I can feel my veins in head beating. Is this normal?

"Look at me..." he takes my hand and pulls me closer back to him. "Y/n, relax..."

"H-how can I relax.. y-you said..."

"I said I love you... yes..."

"H-how can you say that s-so casually... oh my gosh..."

"Because it's true... I can say it a hundred times more now just for you to believe it."

"Are you drunk? Or are you sleepy? Or... are you pranking me? Because I didn't go ... or... or..."

"Y/n... I will kiss you if you don't stop..."

And so, I stop. I tried my best to recollect my thoughts and not let my sleepy head confuse me.

Then, I look at him. He looks so cute. He looks a bit disappointed that I did stop rambling. I guess he really did want to kiss me.

I am not prepared for this situation. Yes, I am a little out of order but I am not welcoming this.

"Do you want to kiss me?"

His eyes widens. "What did you say?"

"You heard me..." I now bravely move closer. Closer to the point that I am sitting on his lap.

He eyes follows my every move, smiling. "Y/n..."

"So...?"

His takes me in, his behind my neck and pull me into THE kiss.

OUR kiss started slow, eyes looking at each other, testing the water. But when he felt that I am into it, he begins to deepen the kiss. More need and more thirst.

"I've never imagine us... kissing." I say as we both catch our breathes

"You didn't?" He tilts his head on the side, one brow arched.

"Like... duh... you are s.coups... the leader of SVT."

"So?"

"So? Hello... look at me and then you."

He smiles and kisses me on my cheek. "You are Y/n....my y/n.... without you... there is no me... remember that."

I can feel my cheeks burning. I try to hide it by looking away

"Hey..." he cups my face and asks me to look back. "Don't hide... I haven't seen you this long for quite some time... let me see your face..."

"You're busy... you guys are rocking it lately..."

"Yeah... we are.. " he smiles.

I look down at my knotted fingers, "so... we kissed.. "

"We did." He kisses me on my cheek again. "Are you going to ask me what will be our relationship after the kiss?"

I nod.

"Simple. You are mine and I am yours now. Exclusively...." he bites his lowerlip, trying to supress his smile.

I snort a laugh.

"What's funny?"

"Nothing... it's just that..." I look at his pouting face. "I just can't believe this...us... we've been friends for a long time and... now... we're making out. On my couch. In my apartment. And at midnight. "

"Why not?"

"Well...." then my phone dings.

I bet it's either his manager or one of his members.

"Look... Joshua texted me... they are looking for you... you didn't told them that you're coming here?"

"I told no one."

"You sneaked out?!?!" I slap him on his chest lightly, "Cheolie! You will be in trouble!"

"So?"

"What you mean so? Your career. What if a fan saw you or anyone from the news?"

"So, my career is important than us? Like... hello we are discussing our relationship!"

And we are back to our bickering relationship. We always do this. But we're not actually fighting, this is just how we talk. We nag each other.

"Cheolie..." I get up and try to pull him off my couch. "Go... I don't want you to get in trouble." I try my very might to pull him but he's strong. "Get up!"

"Let me sleep over."

"No!"

"Why not? I always do... when I visit you."

"Well... this time its different." I let his hand go and sit on the chair across him.

"Don't worry, Y/N... I will not do anything..." he smiles, reassuring me.

"Okay... but atleast inform your members and manager..." he nods "and sleep in the couch...."

"Okay." He smiles and then spreads both his arms wide open. "A kiss and a hug before you grab me a pillow and blanket."

"Fine." I kiss and hug him tightly before I went into my room to grab pillows and blanket for him.

"I love you." He whispers as I walk back out.

Its a whisper. But I heard it. And my heart felt it.

"I... love you too." I answer

[ganseybois]

HAPPY FRIDAY, LOVE! CAN I SEND YOU A PROMPT? :D

Buck/Tommy -- the (4th?) date moment where Buck (maybe accidentally) lets it slip to Tommy that he's really kinda obsessed with the cleft chin (and what happens after).

GIVE ME GRACE I RARELY WRITE IN BUCK'S POV .. eep

Tommy is talking about something, but in all honesty, Buck isn't paying attention.

It's not his fault, it's really, really not. He's just a man, after all. He can't help it.

Tommy is just...so fucking cute.

He's hot, too, holy hell, is he hot. From how he can easily pick Buck up against the wall when they're kissing heavily, to when he manhandles Buck on the couch as they rearrange themselves to make out (there's been a lot of that lately, now that Buck has been feeling a little braver about asking for more), but Tommy is also cute. Buck has noticed how gentle he is with him, how careful, how much he doesn't push, always waits on Buck.

But what Buck thinks is the cutest is his cleft chin. And that's what he's staring at when Tommy sighs in exasperation.

"That's it," he sighs, shaking his head as he leans back in his seat. "What is it? Do I have something in my teeth?"

"W-what?" Buck asked, a dopey smile over his features.

"You're staring, and not in the usual way that I like. You look like you want to laugh."

"Laugh, oh...no, Tommy, no." But Buck does chuckle, and then clears his throat. "Sorry, no. I was just staring cause uh...it's kind of embarrassing."

Tommy gives him that look - the one he gives Buck when he's saying a million different things instead of the one thing he wants to say. "So...I do have something in my teeth?"

"No, embarrassing for me." Buck leans forward a little, and Tommy follows. "I'm uh, kind of obsessed with your chin."

"My--what?" Tommy asks, eyebrows raised.

"I know, I know, every time we go on a date you find out something new and ridiculous about me. It's just...I don't know, really cute. On you, specifically. I, uh..." he brings a hand up tentatively, and grabs Tommy's chin, pressing his thumb right in the middle as his index finger hooks it from behind. "Kinda am always thinking about doing that."

Tommy smiles - it's very large, very bright, Buck likes that a lot as well. He can't remember the last time someone he was dating looked at him like that.

"Or..." Buck's own smile gets wider. "Kissing it. Is-is that weird?"

Tommy grabs Buck's hand but only so he can kiss it. "No. You're not weird or ridiculous, Evan. In fact, you're stupidly adorable."

"Oh yeah?" he tilts his head. "I'm glad that my ridiculousness is working out for me then."

Tommy chuckles affectionately, kissing his hand again, before letting go. Buck takes a moment to squeeze his chin playfully with a loud laugh as Tommy lets him with an equally lighthearted roll of his eyes.

"Anything else you're always thinking about doing, Evan?" Tommy asks, taking a sip of his beer, smiling over it.

Not for the first time, Buck is stunned by the fact that Tommy is so smooth - he doesn't remember ever being someone who fumbles on dates. But now he is (and he doesn't mind it one bit).

"Uh, sure. Yeah. Plenty." he breathes.

"So, wanna get out of here then?" he asks, already getting up and leaving his money in the chequebook on the table.

"Definitely. Yes, definitely." He pushes away from the table without grace, noisy and nervous - the good kind, always the good kind lately. As he stands up, Tommy gets in his bubble, a hand on his waist as he kisses Buck's cheek with a smile.

Buck grabs Tommy by his chin, and right there in the restaurant, with his thumb tucked into the middle, he leans forward and kisses him, right on the lips.

[asleepyy]

Hello! I just did yet another reread of your comic, so here's a list of random things I love about it!! Sorry if this is a bit uuuhhhh MUCH but I just love your comic a lot, and want to share some of that love, and this seemed like the best way to go about that. So:

-The way Azazel's wings are so fluffy and Jophiel's are so sleek! Your stylization of them is so pretty.

-How you draw Azazel's hands always folded as if in prayer, or fiddling...even though the rest of him is often so still. Very true to Aziraphale, of course, but also fitting of an owl - still and always observing. But still, something that betrays that vigilance.

-Jophiel's honest-to-someone mullet in Mesopotamia. I love him so much. His little curls give me life.

-How Jophiel is always moving, angling his head in funny ways, pulling absurd expressions! He's so fun and mobile, which is just perfect to contrast our very sad and stationary owl.

-just a second being overwhelmed again at the fact that Azazel risked and gave up everything for Jophiel and continues to do so after Falling for him I'm fine I'm fine I'm fine this is fine.

-The way they are so in character in this!! I love reverse AUs but it's very hard to keep them in character in them. You do so flawlessly, to the point that as I find myself trying to imagine future story beats, I struggle to because I just see them acting the way they do in the canon. Stellar writing.

-Jophiel's wink in Mesopotamia. This deserves its own point in this list. As does Azazel finally getting to look happy in the frame after, even if it doesn't last...oh sweet owl...

-Azazel tugging on Jophiel's abaya in Golgatha...completely unnecessary to get his attention, didn't need to pull him closer or anything, but it's like the fiddling of his hands wasn't soothing enough and he needed to reach out in this moment of fear for Jophiel, always asking questions.

-The return of Jophiel's mullet in Heaven! Hell yeah

-help you draw Muriel SO cute.

-Azazel's "I've personally witnessed an Angel become an owl" PLEASE it's so devastating yet so funny

-Every time we get a little frame of just Jophiel's eyes reacting with sorrow and anger at moments when it's so, so clear Azazel was never meant to Fall. His eyes are SO expressive. I don't think your future sunglasses are gonna hide the fact that you're constantly glaring at god my guy.

-I really love the way you draw Jophiel's nose, it's gorgeous!

-Jophiel. Calls. Him. Angel. Need to lie down

-Seriously, I should've anticipated it, and I didn't, that's on me, but my HEART was not READY and I'm obsessed with this scene and its implications. The way Jophiel, deep down, doesn't even see Azazel as a demon ("you were an angel once" "that was a long time ago"). How pleased and adorable Azazel is at being referred to thusly (the little hair poofs!!!). The care they have long held for each other, in its unique and strange manifestations, revealing itself as a tangible burgeoning affection.

-Jophiel's declaration on the most recent page to protect Azazel, having no freaking clue that he's frankly 4500 years late to the game. Glad to have you here, your demon friend has been protecting YOU since before time was invented! Woo...but seriously, such a powerful and touching moment all around.

Anyway, I know this is ridiculously long, but goodness knows long comments on my GO fics always make ME very happy, so I figured you wouldn't mind. ;) I eagerly anticipate every update and bit of art, and when you make this comic into physical form, I will be camping out front of the pre-orders like it's a Black Friday sale. Tent and all. And snacks.

Take care!

🥹🥹😭😭 THANK YOU!!! This is super super sweet thank you for taking ur time to do this!!! I think I’d create the first physical copy when we finish season one of the show in the story, and then if interest is still high, a second physical copy for when we tackle season 2!

[victorluvsalice]

*waves* Hi there -- to save people's dashes I'm initiating readmore times, because holy shit did this get long fast XD

Ah, so you like yeeting the characters from their own world into another, like most LiveJournal/Dreamwidth RP games I’ve participated in. XD Nothing wrong with that, it’s a venerable tradition, and one I quite enjoy as well. Valicer In The Dark just works best if everyone is native to the timeline...though I do enjoy yeeting the trio from that into OTHER worlds so people can react to just how fucked up their native world is (short form, sun blew up and afterlife broke 850 years ago so everyone lives in eternal night with ghosts everywhere). XD And I see – I’ve had plenty of AUs like that, where it ends up just being a few scraps of an idea. Maybe one day the Sanitized Cephalopocalypse shall come into the spotlight, but it is not this day. :p

*pats* Trust me, I feel that. *stares at the growing list of scores and such for my Valicer In The Dark verse* Like, brain, not only are there only so many hours in the day, but I’m working on other stuff too… *sigh* Hopefully you get some time to get to work on it soon enough! And huh, had no idea there was a manga (though I guess I’m not actually surprised, given I understand it’s a pretty popular game...sorry to hear that it’s apparently not very good, or at least the main plotline isn’t). *snrk* Yeah, you murder that canon – if you’re having fun, who cares, and I, a person who has never played Splatoon and is very unlikely ever to because I don’t like multiplayer games, isn’t going to be able to tell the difference. :p Though I did know the whole thing about humanity going extinct in those games – so yeah, I can imagine there’s going to be a lot of “wow, humans!” among the inklings, who are otherwise just vibing. Unlike everyone else in this universe. XD

Ooooh~ :D How interesting – so it sounds like there are going to be some shenanigans with Wonderland and Headspace and their potential connection to dreams/the afterlife. Though I feel a bit bad for that character who had their world forced on them – that’s never fun. And ooooh, cool! We do love a good spirit design. (LOL, I see – and yeah, honestly, if you’re doing the Liddell sisters as anthropomorphic animals, they HAVE to be cats of some description. Just like Victor would have to be a dog in my head)

It is fascinating culture clash times, isn’t it? And yeah, you know what, that’s fair, I do put them through a lot of shit. (I mean, Alice’s shit is mostly just the same shit she got in canon, but Victor definitely gets extra bullshit.) And TELL me about it, I’d love for there to be a 2024 that doesn’t suck and where everybody could just get along and be happy, human and nonhuman and other (for the most part, since dumb shit causing conflict is ALWAYS gonna happen). I would HOPE cake and candy would be cheaper for them, but I honestly have no idea how current prices would compare to the 1870s anymore. Though I hear you on going down the research rabbit hole – I used to have so many various Victorian trivia websites bookmarked when I was writing the Forgotten Vows Verse. XD We do love our shipping goodness… And LOL, I see – so, basically, the portion of Whitechapel that Victor and Alice spend most of their time in doesn’t notice anything’s up until at least a few months in, and then they realize what’s going on, and – well. It’s not like they didn’t have ENOUGH to deal with before discovering that huge chunks of different worlds have been suddenly thrown together through unknown means. XD Like, Alice is like “I really wish this WAS just a hallucination of mine, because then I’d know I could get back to the real world at SOME point.” XD And yeah, I imagine that’s easier for everyone than in the Time Travel AU (and I’m sure they’d love to meet the dork!)

Ahhhh, I see – so they’re being thrown around to help fix different worlds, or at least help people in those worlds? Well, you think the universe would be kind enough to give them a head’s-up on what they’ll be investigating. *shakehead* Poor kiddos… And I see – well, at least Manami doesn’t have to worry about the fighting and death, usually? I mean, granted, I don’t think she’s gonna be wild about this assignment, especially when it comes out what Bumby’s been doing, but still. She can leave any fighting up to Alice in Wonderland. (And Victor punching out Jack Splatter.)

Oh, I know a bit about Okami! I’m pretty sure a guy I used to watch for his video game LPs did a LP of that game once! And Victor had some nice interactions with some Ammys over on Dreamwidth back when I did RP over there. :) Not really familiar with Okamiden other than it stars adorable puppy kiddo. :p But ah, okay, I see – well, okay, I’m not sure I DO see, but I get that we have two sisters and one not-brother thanks to time anomaly weirdness, and they all have special supernatural powers but not necessarily the ones that they’re supposed to have. (I do not blame Manami for NOT wanting to tell anyone about her very powerful pyrokinesis, ESPECIALLY Alice. I feel like this would be an EXCEEDINGLY bad idea, at least at first. Alice would need some time to get used to the idea, and would probably STRONGLY PREFER Manami never use it in front of her if possible.) And LOL, maybe – I know he has the spell for seeing magical auras, and if he used that on her, it would probably be a “WTF ARE YOU” moment, since her magic would be SO DIFFERENT from what he knows. XD

*snrk* I mean, I’m sure there’s only so much the guy can do, given that his magical experience cannot help her particular brand of supernatural weirdness. And I see, interesting… (sounds like it’s time to go look this sucker back up – you want all the info you can on fae-like creatures!) And that’s good! I mean, I don’t know if he will appreciate having such an important role, since, again, this is entirely new supernatural weirdness for him, but still. XD (And ooooh, well then – sounds like they’re going to be doing some fighting of dangerous mental creatures. Strength in numbers is always a plus there!)

Oh come on, purple is my favorite color! Why were so many Victorian paints and dyes and whatnot made with damn arsenic?! (Because they didn’t realize that arsenic was dangerous even if you weren’t eating it *sigh*) I’m not sure if it would be popular in Burtonsville because they seem to be allergic to color in general, but I guess the original form would be dark enough for their gloomy sensibilities… (And don’t say stuff like that, because then it puts the idea in my head XD I shall spare him the purple wallpaper, but maybe Nell has a fancy purple dress she brings out for special occasions…) Hopefully his tie is not murdering him every time he plays with it! Seriously, Victorians, can you not poison yourselves for the sake of color… And I can’t say I blame her! I wouldn’t want to touch anything from the Victorian era either at this point! (Though yes, gotta take some risks when it comes to keeping Bumby from being all Bumby at her friends. That guy is worse news than arsenic.)

Awww, good – they need a kind person in their lives. And yeah, unfortunately that kind of closeness wouldn’t exactly be tolerated in the time and location that they all find themselves in! Not to mention Alice isn’t really into being touched by anyone she doesn’t know very well… (though AFTER making friends, she’d be at least a little more open to hugs.) And oof, hmmm, concerning…

Oh, I’m pretty sure Victor had a lot more than one moment of going red if Manami is as pretty as you say she is. XD But yes, Alice is definitely going to be the one having the most crises as she tries to figure out what the fuck these new feelings are that she’s having for this impulsive-yet-kindhearted new woman in their lives. XD Good to have an idea what Manami and her siblings look like anyway! Sounds like they’ve all got really cool-looking eyes too, even if two of them don’t have the “standard” eye color for their family type. (Nothing wrong with a pretty teal, and thanks to Smiler I am a pretty big fan of yellow, soooo…)

Oh Manami – though honestly, Alice would totally sympathize with/get Manami ending up in a dissociative state from ADHD, given her own brain problems (even if hers are a different flavor from Manami’s). And she’d probably be interested in the fidget cube – Victor too, if he spotted her with it. I suspect he might actually like those kinds of toys – keep his hands away from his tie. :p And I seeeee – sounds like Manami has some learning to do if she wants to see Cheshire and the others! But Alice appreciates the support no matter what. :)

Which Victor also appreciates! It’s nice to have more people believe him about Emily. (And LOL, I bet, though I suspect Victor would actually rather like that song. XD It’s a bit of fun, isn’t it?) And awww, I see… Butterflies do seem to be associated a lot with death and rebirth and all that, huh? (And I’m not surprised if you have a spirit form for a certain older sister…)

*snrrrk* Well, to be fair, Fixxler is playing up being “weird” and “foreign” in order to get more sales. He’s more normal than he lets on. XD And yeah, she’s trying her best.

Ooooh, oh boy...well, I mean, I get why she would be very reluctant to bring up that the person she considers her soulmate isn’t human, that’s a hell of a thing to admit. And probably wouldn’t be taken well by a decent number of people. :( But if anything poly happens, she’s gonna have to bring it up sometime. Not the kind of secret you can keep from people you are now potentially going to be romantically involved with! Hopefully they can all work their way through the revelation if and when it becomes relevant.

LOL, oh dear – I imagine he’d do his BEST to keep up with her, but – well. He’s not the highest-energy person, and while he appreciates her enthusiasm about music...some of it just isn’t for him. XD And yeah, I can bet – Victor isn’t so great at that kind of multitasking! (And damn, yeah, I’m sure they LOVE having someone else to entertain the kids around so they can get on with their own shit! Sounds like she’s very well-versed at handling potentially-unruly children too, good for her.) And good, yes, Alice needs that patience. Though Alice WOULD be rather confused by that response, being like ??? Which would probably lead to more shenanigans. :P

Damn, Sunny, you definitely have your own fair share of fucked-up shit in your head, don’t you? Poor kid indeed. . . *will pat him if he’s okay with that* And LOL, yeah, I can understand that – she’s used to the nonsense, basically! And awww, I see – well, I’m glad Victor’s drawings don’t freak her out! Victor would be very sad and apologetic if they did. And good, yes, I am all in favor of her messing with that asshole (she’s completely right about rats, rats are good animals, unlike Bumby) and turning his own bullshit around on him. I’m sure Bumby will in turn make it his personal mission to break her so she stops screwing with him, but, uh, good luck to him. Kick his ass, Manami! Physically, verbally, mentally, I don’t care, just make sure he doesn’t get to you. (And I am PERFECTLY FINE with that – non-con is not my thing either, really, and I actually was really hoping to AVOID the whole Thirteen situation when I FIRST came up with this verse. I just realized it wasn’t realistic and thus tried to make sure Victor’s torment was kept to as short a period as possible. :( Yes, let the mind-jumping happen in different ways for different purposes, instead of Victor dealing with massive trauma!)

Oh, wow, that would just make Fixxler feel even more like he’s out of his depth. XD Like, he’d be FASCINATED, but also “I really don’t think I can help you much here.” XD But honestly, it’s probably good that she tries her hardest to not muck up the timeline, we want time travelers to be careful. But it sounds like the time situation is pretty weird already. O.o

*snrrk* We’re all disappointed about the lack of flying cars (though, as someone who has to drive on a regular basis, I don’t think I’d trust the average motorist WITH a flying car, honestly. Ground-based cars are dangerous enough!)

Hah, I see – well, sounds like she’s making some sweet dosh off it, at least. XD And I think Doc and Marty would look at each other and nod in response to that, given some of the nonsense THEY’VE gone through. XD

I knoooow – see my previous complaints about my brain refusing to stop giving me ideas about the Valicer In The Dark verse. *bonks head against desk* And yeah, not having the time to write stuff down is the worst. I’ve been doing my best, but...again, hope things are a little less hectic for you now!

Helo yes, I just want to say that I found your Forgotten Vows verse again, and also your Secundus verse, because of @thesatiricaldemon 's "Beneath A Broken Sky" and all I have to say is:

... how dare you both, now I have two AU fic ideas that sprouted from them because of inspiration! [Positive] (Actually three, but that one is just an afterthought)

*snrrrk* How very dare we XD But hey, I'm glad that both my fics and SatiricalDemon's have been inspiring to you! Love to know more about what percolating in your head! (And hey, don't dismiss that "afterthought" idea -- my ORIGINAL idea for an Alice: Madness Returns / Corpse Bride crossover after the release of the former was for them to meet after Alice killed Dr. Bumby and Victor had gone through both the "corpse bride" incident and its aftermath, but while I was sorting out that, I had a stray thought of "but what if Victor's parents hadn't believed him and instead sent him to Dr. Bumby to force him to forget the whole thing...and we see where THAT ended up. XD)