#Or how when you romance him and then proceed to do bad things he tells you about how it's not easy to confront you about it
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Another reason why I think Hancock would have a crush on the Sole Survivor besides the obvious fact that you're out here helping the people of the Commonwealth, or how he thought you were an innocent vault dweller who needed protecting, is the fact that he's finally got someone he can be emotionally vulnerable with. Being the mayor of such a dangerous place like Goodneighbor means he needs to keep up a reputation to match it. There's no room for him to be soft or emotional in a place like this.
He's happy when strangers know who he is for having reputation that precedes him for being deadly because it eliminates any chances of someone out there possibly getting the idea that he might actually have a sweeter, more caring side. That's one of the main reasons why he even killed Finn in the first place. But he WANTS to be able to express softness. The problem is just that Goodneighbor isn't the place to do it, and a lot of the kinds of people you find in the Commonwealth in general aren't really the greatest types to be emotionally open towards anyways. In a world like this, it's something that could very easily be held against him.
He tells you that it's lonely being mayor and that he's running out on the good things and people he's got. He tells you that he's always been the one telling others to keep the emotion out of relationships in the past, but here he is being open and emotional with you. He says that everyone is entitled to some softness, himself included… but after he opens up to you about running out on the good things in his life, he asks you not to tell anyone else. Not necessarily because of the fact that it's personal, but because of the fact that he's afraid of word spreading around about this more emotionally vulnerable side of him and that people will think he's crazy for it (and as a side note, let's be honest, we've all seen how society on a larger scale views emotionally vulnerable men as weak).
A lot (not all) of his contradicting ideals when you first meet him make so much more sense when you look at him through the lens of a man desperately trying to conceal and repress the more sensitive side to him. The way he just lets you get away with so much during The Big Dig questline, even if you take your time to do every little thing against him. It's obvious that he doesn't really care all too much about punishing you - he just likes knowing he still has the power to make people frantically scramble to please him, because it helps uphold his reputation.
If there's one thing Hancock hates being more than anything, it's being powerless and weak. His biggest traumas come from how he was unable to protect the ghouls in Diamond City from being exiled or protect the drifters in Goodneighbor from being abused by Vic. If people in the Commonwealth knew there was a softer side to him, a large majority of the more dangerous organizations, especially the ones operating in his town, would consider him weak. If Hancock was considered a weak leader, then he wouldn't be considered fit to protect the innocent people that he so sworn to protect.
It's always baffled everyone how Hancock doesn't show any sadness when it comes to the death of Fahrenheit or finding out his brother was replaced by a synth and killed years prior, but I'm starting to wonder if we've been looking at it the wrong way this entire time. Maybe Hancock's lack of being visibly upset over them had nothing to do with Bethesda making poor writing decisions (they kind of do tbh), but had everything to do with him repressing his emotions.
So when he gets to travel with YOU the player, who has no prior knowledge of him, his reputation or past (and you aren't just another citizen he has to put on a show for) he feels like he can let his walls down around you. He's allowed to be emotionally vulnerable because he doesn't have to pretend to BE someone for you, and in turn, he feels like he doesn't have to run anymore.
(That was a lot sorry but I tend to get my thoughts out better in the form of long ramblings. Honestly there's so many ways he can be interpreted though, but I guess this is just somewhat of an analysis/me theorizing a little)
#the way he immediately drops the deep tough guy voice once he's available to be your companion is very telling#And how he's always making jokes to hide his feelings#Or how when you romance him and then proceed to do bad things he tells you about how it's not easy to confront you about it#goodneighbor has not been good to his mental health#I don't care what anyone else says he needs a good cry whilst being tenderly held#This isn't me saying he's an uwu baby who can do no wrong but he just needs a healthy outlet to express himself better you know?#Hancock has emotional guy forced to repress deeper feelings due to trauma (and probably societal standards) vibes#fallout#fallout 4#hancock#ramblings#analysis/theory I guess?
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Heartbeat pt.2
Summary: After starting a situationship with your best friend from high school, things start to become complicated. Especially when you start to catch feelings.
Jaehyun x Reader
Haechan x Reader (In pt2 and 3 )
w.c: 12.2k
Genre: Comedy, Romance, Smut, Angst, Fluff
Warnings: Protected sex (they wrap it before they tap it, what a concept!, Mentions of oral (f.receiving ), sexual themes, drinking, degrading (not during sex though so proceed with caution), a couple arguments, Jaehyun is kinda dick in this part sorry, rejection, trying to kiss someone without their consent, if i
missed anything please comment but i think that’s it!
Playlist: ♡
<- Previous Part
It was about a month after the beach and you were on one of several failed dates. You wondered if you were doomed to just never have a partner at this point as you walked away from your date. You were also starting to think that maybe Jaehyun raised your standards too high, but you also knew your worth and knew what you deserved. Speaking of him, he was calling.
“Hey,” You sighed out, hopping on the bus back to your campus.
“Oh, you sound disappointed. Was it that bad?” You could only chuckle at how even over the phone he could tell when something was wrong. That was just good best friend behavior you figured.
“It wasn’t bad, he's just a little self absorbed. The whole time he just kept talking about how he was valedictorian in high school and all his awards and accolades.” You explained at a hushed volume out of respect for the other riders. “Then he went on to talk about the game he’s developing and how it’s already been kickstarted by some sponsors. The game part was interesting but it was the damn “me” show about high school when he’s a whole junior in college.”
“Yeesh, sounds boring. Well I have something that might cheer you up and get you some action.” Jaehyun spoke, there was some rustling in the background so you figured he was still in bed.
“I’m listening.”
“Alphas are having a party tonight, theme is cartoon characters, so if you take the bus to my place we could go out and go shopping, pregame, and then head over.” That sounded intriguing and like just what you needed to forget about this yet again unsuccessful date.
“I do need to stop at my dorm for makeup though, so can you pick me up there?” Jaehyun made an affirmative humming sound from the other side of the line.
“Yeah, I'll be there in ten.”
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The party was in full swing, and you could successfully say that your pregaming had you feeling good. You were dressed as Bloom from Winx Club You managed to find a blue minidress in your closet so that eliminated part of your outfit. When you and Jaehyun went shopping you also found some wings and a tiara and before you knew it your costume was complete.
At the moment you were dancing with some guy you couldn’t remember the name of; loving the way his hands felt on you. He had his chest to your back and was using his hands to help you grind back against him. The song wasn’t even that kind of song but in your state it just felt right. Everything felt perfect and everything about your dance partner was so attractive, his jet black hair, his sun kissed skin, and the moles scattered across his face only added to his beauty. His voice sent shivers down your spine as he whispered things in your ear the things he wanted to do to you and you couldn’t deny that you wanted those things done to you. You were on cloud nine, feeling numb enough to not notice the pair of eyes that was watching you and your dance partner, but conscious enough to know that you wanted the man behind you.
“You’re so gorgeous, can’t believe you didn’t come with anyone.” Ok, maybe you had failed to mention that you came to this party with Jae, but you weren’t together so that didn’t really matter. Besides he left you the second you walked through the doors, so as far as you were concerned you were just friends who happened to be at the same party.
“I could say the same for you too, honestly.” You weren’t lying either, maybe he was a serial killer and that's why he didn’t have someone. People like him did tend to be serial killers, charismatic, handsome; were you dancing with a serial killer?
“Let’s go back to my place babe,” he whispered in your ear, voice low and raspy, “I’ll show you a better time than this lame party.” Saying no was the last thing on your mind as you allowed the pretty stranger to lead you away from the crowds and loud bass reverberating through the cramped house. Even if he did turn out to be a serial killer at least you got to have a good time before you died.
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You could confidently say that Donghyuck wasn’t a serial killer. You could only say that because you were in his bed being given what you could only classify as your best lay since Jaehyun and not dead in a field somewhere. Words weren’t the only thing he was smooth with, you could name about three other things on top of that. One of them was his dick, which was currently in you. Unlike most men you’ve fucked after parties, Donghyuck took his time with you; bringing you to orgasm once from his tongue and fingers before he finally entered you. Needless to say, you were in a state of pure ecstasy and didn’t want it to stop anytime soon.
“Hyuck-, fuck, feels good…” Your nails were digging into the skin of his shoulders, no doubt leaving marks, but that seemed to only spur him on. You could feel every drag of his cock against your walls as he pulled out almost to the tip before thrusting back in roughly. You could hear every whimper and whine he was letting out which was slightly muffled by the pillow his head was buried in. Judging from the way he ate you out earlier, you could tell he was getting off of the fact that you felt good too and it almost stirred something in you.
“You’re so gorgeous, you sound so pretty for me.” His voice was a bit husky in your ear, but still had that nasal lilt to it that you found so attractive. You could tell he was close by how his thrusts were starting to grow erratic and less calculated, somehow he was still managing to hit your g-spot dead on, despite his clear fatigue. As if he knew he wasn’t going to last long enough to pull another orgasm out of you, he quickly moved his hand between your bodies to start rubbing roughly at your clit. You couldn’t help the loud moan that came from you as he continued the onslaught of pleasure but moving his mouth down to your neck again to suck hickeys onto your neck. “Fuck, come on baby, give it to me.” It felt like his permission was all you needed to let go for a second time that night and only seconds later he was following you, moaning your name out into the silence of his apartment as his thrusts came to a stop.
Donghyuck finally rolled off of you after a few minutes, five of which those seven minutes consisted of a slow makeout session as you came down from your highs. You could feel his eyes on you, so you turned to face him, giving him an awkward smile. “I’ll call an Uber.” You figured that’s why he was looking at you, and before you could exit the bed he grabbed your wrist.
“You hungry?”
A pregnant pause.
“I could eat.”
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Sitting in a Dennys at 2:00 AM is not how you expected your night to end. You and Donghyuck had spent the better part of an hour talking and getting to know each other. He was easy to talk to, and funny, you didn’t feel like you were forcing any of your reactions which made you feel a lot more at ease than usual.
“Wait, you're Haechan? The streamer?” Donghyuck nodded, shoveling a scoop of hash browns into his mouth. “That’s so fucking crazy, my best friend loves your streams. We used to fuck and I remember one time he got the notification for your stream and stopped mid fuck to watch you.” Donghyuck nearly choked on the strip of bacon he was munching on.
“Please tell me you’re joking.” You shook your head. “That’s so sick, did he at least like pick up where he left off while watching?” Another shake.
“I had to push him on his back and ride him.” Donghyuck laughed loudly, catching the attention of most of the other late night eaters, but it was clear he didn’t care.
“Now that I think about it, there was this one time I read a comment and it deadass said ‘I was fucking my girl and stopped to watch.’ I thought it was probably a troll, but that might’ve been him.”
You scoffed, shaking your head once again. “There’s no way that was him, he would never refer to me as ‘his girl’ it would be kind of funny if that was him though.” Donghyuck hummed in agreement, it was all he could do since he didn’t even know Jaehyun.
There was a small awkward silence filled only with the sounds of plates clinking and light chatter from the other patrons. Donghyuck looked like he was having a debate with himself befofe hr finally opened his mouth. “Look, uhm, I don’t usually do this, I honestly don’t usually take my hookups to pre-breakfast either, but I was wondering if I could get your number?”
You were a bit shocked. You thought maybe this was normal and Donghyuck was just one of those nice guys who treated his fucks to post coiatal meals. Hearing otherwise brought a bit of heat to your cheeks.
“So uh… is that a no? Don’t leave me hanging here.”
“Oh no, wait no, I mean yes! Yes… you can have my number.”
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“You’ve been smiling at your phone a lot lately. You and big head aren’t fucking again right?” Minjeong was doing your nails on the floor of your dorm, and you were definitely making it hard since you were texting Donghyuck with the hand she was trying to get you to dry.
“Of course not. I’m texting a new guy, I met him at that party me and Jae went to.” Minjeong perked up at the mention of a new guy. Talks like these reminded you of being a teenager, but they were always relaxing. You seriously owed Minjeong some girl time anyway with how far up Jaehyun’s ass you had been for the past year.
“So what’s his name?”
“Donghyuck, he goes here obviously, also get this, ” Minjeong leaned in “he’s that streamer that Jae likes a lot.”
“No way!?” Minjeong gasped, she accidentally swiped a little polish on your finger, but you didn’t mind.
You nodded, smiling basically ear to ear. “Yes way, and he’s so cute. He’s telling me how he wants to take me on a date this weekend!” You closed your phone to give Minjeong your undivided attention while she swiped acetone over her previous mistake.
“I’m happy for you, I know I was kind of an ass with all the ‘I told you so’, but I really just wanted you to be with someone who treats you for what you’re worth.” You knew that, but hearing it felt really good. You always knew Minjeong was just looking out for you, but she also knew that whatever you felt for Jaehyun wasn’t going away like magic. Even now you sometimes felt a twinge of what you used to when he did certain things, but it wasn’t as strong as it was a month ago.
“It’s ok Minnie, I know you only had my best interest.” You brought your nails hand up to blow on the wet polish. “Look on the bright side though, I went through all that and now I've learned my lesson. No more wasting time or energy on people who don’t deserve it.”
Minjeong jostled your shoulder, “That’s my girl.”
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A week later you were with Donghyuck in his apartment, playing a co-op game called “it takes two” that he specifically bought for the date. He turned on his twitch to stream, but he left his mic off to enjoy the moment with you. He was ticking so many boxes and even Minjeong gave him the stamp of approval when he met her a couple hours ago. Everything today was perfect, he bought you flowers, ordered from your favorite takeout place and even surprised you with slippers for you to wear around the apartment. You had been seeing each other for about a month now so you figured he would be asking you to be his girlfriend soon, but you were in no rush. His gestures meant the world to you and even then just his presence was enough for you to feel satisfied.
Now the two of you were snuggled up side by side, controllers in hand and your head on his shoulder. Nothing could ruin this moment, nothing except your phone which had been buzzing on the nightstand for a good two minutes. “Hey babe, I can pause if you wanna get that?” You looked up at Donghyuck with a small pout before shaking your head. You felt bad that whoever was calling you clearly didn’t get the memo that you were busy.
“We can keep playing, I’ll talk and play, m’sorry.” Donghyuck waved it off as he waited for you to answer your phone. You rolled your eyes slightly when you saw Jaehyun’s photo, but still answered the facetime call. “What’s up loser?” You sounded less than enthused, but he should’ve expected that since you ignored his calls for two minutes.
“God what crawled up your ass and died weirdo and why aren’t you showing your face?” Jaehyun scoffed as if his facetime screen wasn’t paused.
“Just the fact that you’ve been calling me for two minutes. What the fuck did you want? I’m kinda busy.” You cursed under your breath since you and Donghyuck failed the game stage for the fifth time.
“First of all, I wanted to see if you wanted to grab dinner and come watch a movie, I’ll buy obviously. Second of all, if you’re gonna lie about being busy at least make it believable, I can hear you playing a game in the background.” Jaehyun had some fucking nerve assuming you would lie to him about being busy, but you weren’t gonna fight about it. You were gonna be civil. Even though Donghyuck had heard the way you and Jaehyun talked to each other before, he was a little annoyed that the other man was accusing you of lying.
“Jae, I’m on a date and we’re playing a game, so I actually am very busy.
“Wait… are you playing ‘it takes two’?” Jaehyun didn’t know about Donghyuck. He knew you had been on dates, but since he didn’t ask who with, you didn’t bother telling him it was Donghyuck A.K.A. his favorite streamer.
“Yeah, with my date.” You knew you sounded like a bitch, but you didn’t care. Jaehyun had barely been hanging out with you and even then it seemed like he only wanted to when he was bored. You were trying to follow Minjeong’s and your own advice and stop wasting time on people that don’t deserve it.
“If you’re actually playing a game with your date, show your face and his, then show the tv.” You were so close to hanging up on Jaehyun, but when you saw the screen pause and suddenly your phone was being held up by Donghyuck.
Donghyuck didn’t look happy. All of the irritation must have been building up to a point where even Jaehyun looked concerned. “Look, Jaehyun, I get it, you’re bored. I’m sure you miss having Y/N at your beck and call because you knew she would drop anything for you before.” Jaehyun opened his mouth to speak, but one glare from Donghyuck had him closing it immediately. “Those times are past and whatever sick game you’re playing at needs to stop. Got it?” The silence on the line was loud, Donghyuck knew he made his point. “Good. Now I’m going to go back to playing games with my girlfriend, enjoy the stream Jaehyun.” With that he pressed the end call button with a sigh and immediately after you were straddling the man.
“Girlfriend huh?”
Donghyuck set his controller down and placed his hands on your hips, it was all he could do to look cool despite the blush rushing his face. “Yeah uhm… I was going to ask you later during pillow talk after some earth shattering sex, but this is cool too I guess.”
You giggled, placing a kiss on his cheek. “This is cool too, don’t worry. We can still have earth shattering sex but now as boyfriend and girlfriend.” It was Donghyuck’s turn to giggle now. “Do you want to keep playing, we could even turn on the mic?”
Haechan shook his head, “No I think it’s time for that earth shattering sex we were talking about.” You bit your lip trying to suppress a laugh, he was so goofy and hot at the same time, you didn’t understand how anyone could be capable of that.
“I think that can be arranged…boyfriend.”
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“He told you off?” Mark nearly yelled, catching the attention of several of the other students in the library.
“Dude keep it down, we’re in a library.” Johnny reminded before focusing back on his music theory assignment.
“Sorry, he told you off?” Mark asked again this time in a more suitable whisper.
“Yes, and she didn’t say shit bro, she just let him.” Jaehyun grumbled, taking a chip from the bag Johnny had managed to smuggle in.
Johnny was pretty unamused with the entire situation, given that he asked if the two men wanted to study in the library, but had basically been talking the whole time. “Have you ever thought that maybe she’s over how you treat her. I know you think you’re like bestie of the year, but you literally evaded her feelings for at least 6 months just so you would have an easy fuck.”
Jaehyun scoffed, “Remind me to stop telling you about my problems.” Johnny simply rolled his eyes before training them back on the score in front of him.
“I mean he has a point. You knew she caught feelings a while ago, and your agreement was to break it off, but you kept everything up. Plus you were the one who kept fucking with her and being all domestic, she’s probably traumatized.” Jaehyun shot a glare at Mark; he did not come here to be ganged up on.
“She can’t be but so traumatized since she spends all her time with Haechan, or Donghyuck, whatever the fuck his name is.” Mark and Johnny looked ready to hit their heads against the table, but clearly this was a delicate situation that needed to be nurtured and cared for so that Jaehyun would actually get some sense.
“Jae, buddy, pal, old friend if you will.”
“Get to the point Johnathan.”
Johnny sighed, “See the point is, she’s in a relationship now. You had your 15 minutes of fame where she basically avoided getting into something because she was holding out hope for you. Now, she’s tired of waiting. She wants something that makes her feel loved and worth it and frankly, your bare minimum effort of taking her back to your place to watch a movie and then fuck, isn’t cutting it.”
“Bars.” Mark fist bumped Johnny, adding an explosion sound effect at the end.
“You guys are losers. She didn’t seem to be complaining about the movie and fuck a couple months ago.” Mark cringed and Johnny simply shook his head at the way their friend could so shamelessly talk about you like that.
“Jaehyun, listen to yourself, you sound delusional. She may not have been complaining, but that’s also because if she did you would’ve had to break all of that off. You’re acting like she broke up with you when the two of you weren’t even together in the first place.” Johnny’s volume was starting to increase, but he couldn’t help it, he wasn’t the closest to you, but he refused to let Jaehyun disrespect you like this. “Also you literally only text or call her now when we can’t hang out. Do you think that makes her feel good?” Jaehyun opened his mouth, but Johnny cut him off. “Don’t answer that because I know you’re about to say some bullshit. You need to get with the program and stop treating her like some play thing that you decide to pick up everytime your other toys are broken!” Johnny finished closing his laptop and packing up his belongings.
“Dude, where are you going?” Jaehyun groaned before looking at Mark who was following in Johnny’s actions. “You too? Come on!”
Mark just shook his head, slinging his backpack over his shoulder before speaking again. “Dude, you have some serious soul searching to do. We don’t mind if you vent, but the way you talk about and treat her is sick.” Jaehyun just clicked his teeth in response to the younger man.
“Whatever.” Jaehyun stood up from the table and stormed out of the library.
“He needs to get laid.”
“Totally.” Mark agreed.
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“How in the fuck do you remember all of these bones?” Donghyuck asked, leaning over from behind you at all the flash cards you had laid out.
“I print out flashcards for all of them and corresponding pictures and play matching games.” You responded, matching the humerus card to its corresponding photo. Donghyuck puffed out a laugh before kissing you on the cheek and walking into the kitchen to assess what he could make for dinner.
“So do you want ramen or ramen tonight?” He asked, peeking out his head from behind the cabinet.
“Oh, what about ramen? I saw a recipe for it the other day.”
Donghyuck hummed while grabbing two packets out of the cabinet. “Sounds good!”
You and Donghyuck had been spending a lot more time together since you officially got together. Most nights were spent at his apartment, to the point where he cleared out a drawer as well as closet space for some of your clothes. You hadn’t heard much from Jaehyun, but you weren’t surprised. You heard from Mark that he had been moody lately so you just figured he was in some funk he needed to get over.
“Babe, how mad would you be if I got lazy and ordered chicken instead of cooking.” Donghyuck materialized behind you at some point, startling you. He laughed a little at your shocked state, not for long though as he brought his hands down to your shoulders and began massaging them, relieving all your tension.
“I would be a little upset because you said I could pay for the next meal.” You craned your neck to look up at him, putting on your best pout. Donghyuck made a few dramatic facial expressions as if he was a cartoon character trying to resist something. You played along, jutting your bottom lip out farther and making your eyes bigger and as if you had shocked him he went flying back. You turned around to see him on the floor clutching his heart and couldn’t help but giggle at his dramatics.
“Girlfriend pout, very effective, health level critical.” Donghyuck made his voice more scratchy as he writhed around on the floor. He made eye contact with you and you shot him another pout which seemed to do it since he went limp on the floor, sticking his tongue out as an ending flourish.
You stood up from the table and joined Donghyuck on the floor. You leaned down to connect your lips to his cheek and he sat up so quick you almost bumped foreheads.
“Kiss of revival, full health restored!”
“You’re such a dork.”
“Yeah your dork.” Donghyuck stated matter of factly you couldn’t help but nod in agreement as you placed another kiss on his lips this time.
“Yes my dork, now do you want soy garlic or plain?” Donghyuck looked at you as if he was offended. “Soy garlic it is, go make some rice dork, I’ll order some kimchi too since we ran out.”
“I like the sound of that.” Donghyuck hummed out, kissing your shoulder.
“Of course you do, it’s hard to forget how much you like kimchi, you’ve gone through two of those big ass jars in a month. It’s a bit concerning actually, how is your stomach not fucked up?
Donghyuck made a sound of disagreement, which made you raise an eyebrow. Did he even hear anything you said?
“No not that, I liked when you said ‘we ran out’ s’cute, like we’re married.” You didn’t even realize you said that which made you blush, maybe you were getting a little too comfortable.
Obviously Donghyuck didn’t mind, he seemed to like the pace you were moving at, and you did too, but you didn’t realize how easily you were slipping into the domesticated lifestyle. It wasn’t necessarily bad, but it was just surprising, you never thought you would act like that with anyone other than Jaehyun. Now that you were here and got to share it with someone that actually wanted you, it felt nice.
“Marriage is a little extreme.” You pulled up the delivery app on your phone, hoping the harsh light would conceal your blush.
“This early on, I suppose, yeah. After a year or two, though, maybe it won’t seem as extreme.” Donghyuck was now sitting behind you, his chin hooked over your shoulder.
A small pause filled the air.
“Food’s ordered! I need to keep studying so you need to let go.”
Donghyuck whined loud and dramatically, the nasally sound which would probably be annoying to most made you smile.
“Look, not all of us are nerdy CS majors.” You kissed his cheek before attempting to stand up and return to the table, but Donghycuk was weighing you down. “Hyuck, come on. The sooner you let me study, the sooner we can go to bed and cuddle.”
“What if I don’t want to cuddle?” His voice was suddenly darker which made you gulp a little.
“We can do that too, but not until I finish studying. The longer you keep me here, the longer you have to wait.” Donghyuck paused for a moment before ultimately letting you go.
“You better give me the most mind boggling head later.”
You couldn’t help but scoff as you sat back at the table, continuing your matching game. “I can do more than that, don’t worry. If you keep distracting me though, you won’t be getting anything.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” Donghyuck was glaring at you from the sink where he was washing rice.
“Try me Donghyuck.”
It was all playful banter, but Donghyuck didn’t bother you after that. Unlike Jaehyun, he actually understood that you needed to pass your classes. You never realized how behind you always were until you were with Donghyuck. Anytime you needed to study he didn’t pressure you into keeping him entertained or rush your studying. Jaehyun did exactly the opposite and while it didn’t always bother you, there were definitely times you wished he wasn’t so pushy.
After about 45 minutes your food finally arrived and you also felt like you were in a good enough position to stop studying. Your test was in a couple of days, but you needed to stay on top of everything so you didn’t fall behind. Donghyuck prepared both your plates while you put your flashcards away and the two of you ate in a comfortable silence before retiring to his room for the night .
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A month and a half later you were at another party. The end of the semester Greek life kickback was in full swing and Donghyuck of course knew a few people who were able to get the both of you in. Since you and Donghyuck were still together, you decided that you would spend your summer with him. Usually you would go home and Jaehyun would drive you to visit, but since the two of you hadn’t spoken since your last “fight” your plans changed. You and Donghyuck still planned to go home to introduce him to your parents at some point, but for now the two of you were basking in the last light of your honeymoon phase.
Currently you and Donghyuck were outside by the fire pit, smushed together on a hammock as you nursed the shitty alcohol provided by the frat. You met a few of his friends that were in the frat, and all of you were enjoying the night together.
“Wait hold on, he took you out to denny's after and asked you out there?” Chenle, one of the frat brothers and Donghyuck’s friend, asked incredulously.
“Yes, I mean I just thought it was normal for him, but then he told me otherwise. It was kinda cute honestly.” You glanced over at Donghyuck who seemed less than amused with the topic.
“Dude you gotta work on your game.” Jeno commented, taking a sip from his cup.
“Where else was I gonna take her at 2 in the morning?”
“He has a point.” Jaemin said from beside you. He was the reason you and Donghyuck were basically on top of each other on the hammock.
“I mean maybe ask after sex like a normal person or order a pizza and ask. Who makes someone get up and go out after blowing their back out.” Chenle argued, spilling his drink slightly as he talked with his hands.
“I was trying to impress her a bit, pizza is so cliche, also I was trying to make sure she didn’t dip after; pizza in the apartment gives someone the chance to dip.”
You couldn’t help but giggle as they argued about you as if you weren’t there, but it was entertaining to watch them all go back and forth.
“Ok you have a point, she definitely could’ve dipped. Would you have dipped?” Chenle directed his attention back to you.
“I mean like you said I had just gotten my back blown out, so probably not.”
“See! You could’ve done pizza.” Donghyuck rolled his eyes at his friend, but ultimately relinquished the fight by putting his hands up.
“I have to pee really quick, I’ll be back. Does anyone need another drink while I'm gone?” You asked as you struggled to stand up from the hammock.
“I’ll take one, just ask for one of the pitchers, they’ll give it to you if you mention my name.” You nodded at Jeno before making your way into the noisy house.
The music was so loud you could feel the house shaking around you, and pushing through all the sweaty bodies was making the experience all the more overwhelming. You knew there was a bathroom on the second floor that was only for frat members, but Jeno and Chenle told you no one would even notice you use it, let alone go upstairs. You regretted wearing a short dress since you had to pull it down with basically every step you took, but Donghyuck had gifted it to you, so it would’ve felt wrong not wearing it. After pushing through for about two minutes you finally saw the stairs, but before you could take the first step you felt someone grabbing your wrist.
“What the fuck!” You looked behind you to see who had the audacity and you almost wish you hadn’t.
Jaehyun was there, holding your wrist before pulling you into his chest. He wrecked of alcohol and sweat, the smell leaving a sour taste in your mouth as you tried to pull away.
“Y/N, I missed you. Where have you been?” His words were slurred and he wore a small smirk on his face. The same smirk that used to reel you in made you feel nothing, it honestly disgusted you.
“With my boyfriend, now if you could let me go I need to pee.”
“Still? Come on, we need to catch up.” Jaehyun’s grip on your wrist didn’t falter, no matter how much you tugged against his grip.
“Jae, please let go.” You were trying to keep your voice firm, but you were starting to become distressed. You left your phone with Donghyuck so you couldn’t text him for help and the music was too loud to even think about screaming. You only had one option truthfully. “Jae, just let me use the bathroom and then we can talk.” Your ultimatum seemed to please him because he loosened his grip enough for you to slip away and up the stairs.
You locked the door immediately after you entered the bathroom. You hoped Jaehyun wasn’t so drunk that he wouldn’t try to come in, but you had no idea at this point. You looked across from the door, praying there was a window that you could yell out of to get your boyfriend’s attention, but when you were met with a white wall you lost all hope. For now you just focused on peeing, maybe Donghyuck would come inside and look for you after noticing how long you’d been gone.
“Hurry up!” Loud banging on the door followed by Jaehyun’s slurred speech startled you as you were washing your hands. You hoped he hadn’t followed you, but of course he did, of course he was behind that door banging on it like a maniac. “If you don’t come out, I’m coming in!”
You groaned loudly and opened the door, pulling the taller man in. He was still wearing that stupid smirk on his face as he looked down at you.
“You’re still so easy.”
“What?”
You couldn’t believe your ears. It really was a game to him at this point. He sounded completely sober, was he playing you this entire time?
“You sure you like this guy, you opened that door pretty easily. Just admit that you wanted to mess around like old times, I won’t be mad.” Jaehyun stepped closer to you as he spoke, cornering you to the point that your back was painfully pressed against the sink. “Let’s just start again, I’m sure you got over what was going through your head back then. Don’t you miss it? Don’t you miss me, miss being my girl?” He leaned in closer and you could feel your breaths mingling the closer he got to you.
You a few months ago might’ve reacted differently. You probably would’ve kissed him and fallen into his sheets just like every other time. Would’ve gone back to your dorm and cried to Minjeong and Ten like a baby. You were tired of falling and crying though. Tired of letting Jaehyun constantly have his way with you because he knew you would never say no.
“Get the fuck off of me!” Using all your strength you pushed him off. “You do not get to ghost me for almost two months and then suddenly decide you want me back in your life. You’re a selfish piece of shit who only wants to be around me when you’re bored or horny!” Jaehyun opened his mouth to speak but you cut him off. “I’m happy with Donghyuck and I'm sorry you can’t accept that, but it’s the truth. I’m not leaving him anytime soon and even if I did it won’t be for you.”
“You say that, but I’m sure when he breaks your heart like all the others, you’ll be back in my bed.”
“Fuck you!” You seethed before storming out of the bathroom. You could feel tears brimming in your eyes. You felt so stupid, at least you stood up for yourself, but he still knew how to play you like a fiddle and it infuriated you.
You couldn’t make it all the way down the stairs before bumping into someone’s chest. You mumbled a quick apology as you tried to pull away but a pair of hands held firmly at your shoulders. Not again was all you could think as you tried to push whoever was holding you. “Get the fuck off!” You sounded like you were throwing a tantrum, but you had hit your limit after being cornered and then belittled by your so-called best friend.
“Hey, babe, it’s just me, calm down? You were gone for a while and I got worr— hey why are you crying?” Ducking your head was the best attempt you could make at trying to hide from Donghyuck. It was futile but you didn’t want to really relive the things Jaehyun had said to you. “Baby, what happened?”
“Nothing, let’s go back outside.”
Donghyuck grimaced, but didn’t push any further as he took your hand. Pushing through the sweaty bodies wasn’t as bad this time with his hand warm in yours. You were scared Jaehyun would catch up with you in the kitchen, but hopefully he wouldn’t cause a scene seeing you with Donghyuck. Finally the two of you were back outside with Donghyuck’s friends. The air thankfully didn’t shift, despite your mood and it made it easier to take your mind off of what had happened earlier.
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“So you gonna tell me what happened up there?”
The blinking from the turn signal felt much louder in the silence of the car. Red illuminated the car like a spotlight and it was pointed on you. You could either stay silent and pretend to sleep like you had been doing the entire ride home, or speak and confirm what Donghyuck already knew.
“It was stupid.”
“You’re such a liar. Clearly it wasn’t that stupid if you won’t talk about it.”
Silence.
He was right, to you it wasn’t stupid it sucked, but you didn’t want to get Donghyuck riled up. You knew if you told him he’d get pissed, although there was nothing he could do now since the part and Jaehyun were so far behind you.
“It was just Jae being an ass again. That’s all.”
Out of the corner of your eye you saw his grip on the steering wheel tighten.
“What did he do?”
“Donghyuck it’s fin-”
“What did he do!?”
You couldn’t help but flinch. His tone was harsh; it was the first time he’d ever raised his voice at you.
“I’m not angry at you. I just want to know what happened.” Donghyuck sighed, features softening as he rubbed a stress-filled hand down his face. “I’m tired of him disrespecting you and our relationship.”
“If I tell you… what are you gonna do?” Jaehyun was still your best friend at the end of the day. He pissed you off but no matter how horrible he was you couldn’t help but care for him.
“It depends on what he did.” He glanced over at you just as the light turned green.
Now your red spotlight was being replaced by spotty harsh yellows and whites as you drove through the sleepy streets of your college town. It was still yours despite the erratic flickering, but it felt more like an interrogation light they way it would suddenly flash on and off.
“I mean it’s like you said, he disrespected me and our relationship…” Maybe this would be enough for him?
“Y/N, stop being vague.”
A sigh and another awkward pregnant silence filled the space.
“He pretended he was drunk and tried to kiss me after cornering me in the bathroom.” You wouldn’t dare look at Donghyuck. Even though you didn’t cheat you still felt so dirty letting Jaehyun talk to you like that. You didn’t understand why you thought you’d be able to have a civil conversation with the way he’s been acting lately. Some part of you kept holding out hope that things could go back to how they were in high school, but each day that went by proved that it could never be the same.
“When we get home, I want his number.”
“Hyuck, it’s over, can we please drop it?”
You didn’t even notice that you were now parked in the garage under his apartment.
“No, I already told you I’m tired of him disrespecting you.” You could tell he was trying his best not to raise his voice. “I’m tired of him acting like a child just because he’s upset at something he did. You didn’t break things off, he did, so he can’t be upset at you for moving on.”
“I know…I just-”
“You just what? You just don’t want to hurt his feelings? Because he’s, oh let me guess: your best friend?” You opened your mouth, but Donghyuck’s voice was filling the suffocating space instead of your own. “ He’s not your best friend anymore Y/N, if anything he's more like a frenemy. He only cares about you when it benefits him. Wake up!”
You felt like you were being choked by the truth. You knew he was right, but your stupid pride didn’t want to admit that. Jaehyun cared about you, he was just being weird. Granted he had been weird since you started fucking, but that was the besides the point. He had to still care about you deep down, a friendship like yours can’t just fall apart like that. Can it?
“Look I’m not gonna keep lecturing you, but I’m also not gonna take shit like this lightly. You and Jaehyun need to have a conversation about this shit, because the next time it happens, I will beat his ass.” Donghyuck slammed the door leaving you alone in the car. Alone with your thoughts and your phone.
Ring
Ring
Ring
“Hello?”
“Jae…”
“Hmm?”
“We need to talk.”
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“So Y/N is spending the break with her boyfriend?”
Jaehyun didn’t want to hear about you anymore. Your talk didn’t go bad per say, but his guilty conscience wouldn’t get any better the more you were talked about. The talk was filled with tears and apologies, and ultimately Jaehyun agreed to give you some space. After some much needed reflecting he realized that Johnny and Mark were ultimately right, which he hated to admit, but deep down he always knew they were.
“Yeah, they really hit it off, she told me she's visiting next month though.” Jaehyun answered, pushing around the large shell noodles on his plate, as if something new would appear underneath the creamy sauce the plate was drenched in.
“Oh good, I’ll give her mom a ring and see if we could have a nice dinner all together? I’d love to meet this boy, he sounds lovely based on what Y/MN (your mother’s name) has told me!” He loved that his mother was excited for you, it was only natural. She considered you like the daughter she never had, and you considered her like your second mother.
“Sounds like a plan.”
“Honey, you’ve been off since you got home, what’s wrong?” Curse mother’s intuition.
“I just messed up. Me and Y/N had a falling out, but it was my fault.” The fork made an ugly screech across the plate. “Mom…I think I’m in love with her.”
The gasp of shock he was expecting never came so Jaehyun was finally forced to meet gazes with his mom.
“Oh sweetie…I know. I’ve known for a long time.” He didn’t know why he expected her not to. Moms always know when somethings up. “Jae, your lack of dating through college was enough evidence. Also I was young once too, playing footsies under the table and then going on a “walk” is not the most amazing cover up.”
Jaehyun groaned, wishing he could disappear, but he should’ve known his mother was more perceptive than he gave her credit for. “Please try to forget about that, but yeah we had a fling, kind of, it's complicated.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” Jaehyun only nodded in response. “I’ll bring out some dessert and tea.”
True to her word Jaehyun was now sitting with a large piece of cake and a steaming cup of tea, while recounting some of his very shameful behavior to his mother.
“And now we’re not really talking much. I check on her here and there, but we don’t call like we used to. We haven’t hung out one on one in months truthfully.” Jaehyun was treating his cake almost like his half eaten pasta at the moment, smushing it around like a child who didn’t want to eat their veggies.
“I don’t blame her for not talking to you honestly.” His mother sighed, taking a small sip from her tea. “You do have a good one though, you’re lucky she hasn’t cut you off.”
“I know… I just don’t know what to do though. Like I'm just supposed to let her slip from my fingers and be fine with it?”
Mrs. Jeong clicked her tongue and gave her son a knowing look. “I mean yeah. You had your chance to make her yours and I think she gave you more than enough time to get your head out of your ass.” Jaehyun could only nod as he waited for the next onslaught of lectures. “Look baby, you’re just gonna have to be happy for her. It sucks and it’s probably never not going to suck, but if you care for her you’ll wait for her.”
“But what if they like, last longer and he proposes or something?”
Another knowing look and a sad smile.
“Then you’re just gonna have to accept it. She went and found something that makes her feel wanted, you can’t blame her for wanting that forever.”
No mother wanted this for their son, but she also wasn’t going to lie to him. Jaehyun knew that, he always did, but some part of him wanted to be babied and told it would be ok, even if it wasn’t.
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Finally you were venturing home to visit as well as introduce Donghyuck to your family. You weren’t terribly nervous, but you could tell that Donghyuck was. He had spent all week picking out the perfect clothes to wear in front of your family, as well bought gifts for your mother and father. You kept reassuring him that it wasn’t necessary, but he just couldn’t fathom walking into your house empty handed.
“Donghyuck, the gifts you got are enough, you don’t need to buy flowers and a cake.”
“I can’t show up empty handed to a potluck! Also the flowers are a housewarming gift.” He had his hands pressed against the glass of the cake display, looking at all the various options he could choose from.
“Baby, they’ve lived in that house for twenty years, so you’re about two decades late for housewarming. “
“Should we get ganache or buttercream? Actually don’t answer that, I'm getting both.”
You rolled your eyes, but relented in your efforts to stop him. Donghyuck clearly had his mind made up on how to impress your parents, and you weren’t going to burst his bubble. Your parents already liked him from how highly you spoke of him, but if this would ease his mind you weren’t going to ruin his fun.
“Y/N, welcome home darling! Oh, and you must be Donghyuck, I’ve heard so much about you!” Your mother welcomed both of you with kisses on your cheeks and tight hugs.
“It’s nice to meet you Mrs. Y/LN (your last name).” Donghyuck ever the charmer handed the large bouquet to your mother as well as a small box. She opened it and gasped at the pearl earrings held inside. “I hope they’re to your liking, I can always exchange them for something different-“
“Oh sweetheart they’re wonderful, please don’t fret. Come on, let’s go join everyone else.”
Your mother led you and Donghyuck out to the backyard where the whole neighborhood seemed to be in attendance. You made your rounds, saying hi to all the attendees and introducing Donghyuck whose nerves seemed to melt the more he talked. After what felt like an hour of talking (more like 20 minutes), you finally got an opportunity to talk to your father. He seemed more than pleased with Donghyuck and the watch that he was gifted by him.
“This one’s a keeper, Y/n, don’t fumble.” Your fathers attempt at whispering was pretty poor so you rolled your eyes in response before shooting an apologetic look at your boyfriend. Donghyuck found it amusing though. It was a relief to know all your family liked him so far. Your neighbors seemed charmed as well which was doing wonders for not only his nerves but his ego as well.
“So how did you two meet?” Your father took a swig of his beer while flipping over one of the hamburger patties on the grill. He was definitely one of the best multitaskers you knew, especially when there was alcohol or grilling involved.
“At a party, he wined and dined me at a Denny's afterwards.” You smiled at Donghyuck, leaning against his arm. You could feel a pair of eyes on you as you talked to your father, but chose to ignore it.
“I promise we went on better dates afterwards.” Your father seemed amused at your boyfriend's hurried tone. It was cute Donghyuck felt like he had something else to prove. You knew he had already won your parents over, especially since you gushed so much about him over the phone to your mother; but he was in the right to feel a bit nervous still. “We’re actually going on a skiing trip for winter break, some of my extended family owns the lodge we’re staying at.” That was new to you. You looked up at him in disbelief and Donghyuck simply winked at you, his little way of saying “surprise”.
“Is your family rich?” Your dad sure was subtle.
“We come from a bit of old money, but I do work myself. I’m slated to take over the IT division of my uncle’s company after I graduate.” Your dad seemed very intrigued and so were you. Donghyuck wasn’t usually one to brag which is probably why this was the first time you were hearing any of this. You knew Donghyuck was a hard worker and he didn’t like talking handouts, even his tuition was covered by a scholarship and not his mom. You weren’t sure how much his mom made, but he had told you she was an entrepreneur and she made enough to cover his school, but he refused. His hardworking attitude was one of the things you loved about Donghyuck. Even though he found school relatively easy, he refused to do a stream or even relax until all his work was done for the week. It led to a lot of all-nighters, to the point where he would finally join you in bed when you were about to get up for the day, but it left more time for the two of you to be together at the end of the week.
“You sound like you have a bright future ahead of you son, good for you.” You could see Donghyuck practically preen at the praise, which made you giggle a little. “Now then make sure you keep this one in line, also a ring on that finger in six months would be great!” You were seriously gonna punch your dad later.
“If she’ll have me, I’ll make it happen” You gawked at Donghyuck. You didn’t understand how he could so casually talk about marriage when the two of you had only been together for a few months. Sure you’d been to a few of Jaehyun’s friends' weddings, he was about to graduate after all so it was normal for people his age to get married. You, however, felt way too young to even be flirting with the thought of marriage.
“Ok that’s enough you two, I don’t need you giving him any more ideas.” You pulled Donghyuck away to go make small talk with the few neighbors you hadn’t greeted yet. One of them was unfortunately Jaehyun, but it felt wrong to not at least say “hi.”
Donghyuck was in fine spirits, but the moment he realized where you were pulling him, his happy demeanor frosted over into a glare. Jaehyun had no idea the two of you were even venturing over, but you wanted to keep it that way. Hopefully Donghyuck would be civil, once you approached him, but you knew that glare would throw everything off immediately. You nudge your boyfriend to fix his face before tapping on Jaehyun’s shoulder. Jaehyun turned around slightly confused, but replaced his shock with a tight lip smile. You glanced at Donghyuck just to make sure he wasn’t still glaring, and thankfully he wasn’t but he wasn’t wearing the most pleasant expression either.
“Hey, how’s it going?” Jaehyun asked awkwardly.
Before you could answer, Donghyuck placed a protective arm around your waist, pulling you closer to his side. You shot a small glare at him, because you understood he had his qualms about Jaehyun, but you hoped he could at least be civil for five minutes.
“It’s going well, just making my rounds with Hyuck. What about you? How’s your summer going?” You did your best to pretend like your boyfriend and your ex friend with benefits, weren’t currently having a silent battle, but it was proving to be quite difficult. You don’t know why you have a thing for strong personalities, but clearly it’s biting you in the ass currently.
“It’s going fine. How’s your summer? Enjoying your honeymoon?”
Oh fuck.
“It’s going great, our summer and our “honeymoon.”” Donghyuck bit back at Jaehyun, moving his hand down lower so it was resting practically on your ass. You didn’t miss the way Jaehyun’s eyes followed his hand.
You had to admit it was kinda hot seeing Donghyuck annoyed and the possessiveness was also a bit of a turn on. However, you weren’t gonna continue to let the two have a petty war over nothing. You and Jaehyun talked and agreed to be civil and hopefully rekindle your friendship, but you knew Donghyuck wasn’t entirely happy about that. So you could understand why Donghyuck was acting this way, but Jaehyun was being a bit ridiculous, in your opinion.
“Guys, can we not?”
“Can we not, what? We’re just having a nice conversation.” You threw Donghyuck a scandalized look. You understand why he was pissed at Jaehyun, but you weren’t gonna let him take that tone with you.
“Jae, we’ll be back.” You wave the older goodbye before dragging Donghyuck inside and upstairs. You found the nearest bedroom, not caring if it was the guest room before locking it. “You’ve lost your fucking mind.” You didn’t mean to snap at him but you were so frustrated with all the petty bullshit.
“You can’t be serious right now.” Donghyuck huffed out. “I’m out of my fucking mind? Did you not just hear him disrespecting us once again?” Donghyuck had a point but you just wished for once he would be the bigger person instead of letting Jaehyun under his skin immediately. “Why do I always have to yield to his douchery?”
“Donghyuck, it’s just easier if you don’t give him a reaction. He’s bitter and hurt, he’s working through it.”
Your boyfriend pokes his tongue on the inside of his cheek, chuckling ruefully at you. “He’s bitter and hurt? Well he wouldn’t be if he actually treated you like you were worth something! It’s not my fault that I actually give you what you were looking for! I shouldn’t have to be his fucking punching bag!”
“If anyone is his punching bag it’s fucking me!”
You were both screaming and you were sure anyone close enough to the window could hear you two. Clearly this was something that needed to be addressed, again.
“You’re not the one who’s been harassed and made to feel like shit by their own best friend, for months, just because I found something better.” Here came the tears of course. You hated crying during these conversations but everything just seemed to come out no matter how hard you tried to hold back. “I’ve been trying to fix shit, on both ends. And I know you don’t see it but he’s been trying.” Donghyuck looked skeptically at you, but he knew you weren’t done so he didn’t comment. “He wants to be able to be in a room with us and not feel like absolute shit, but it’s just kinda hard for him.” You sighed, because you knew what you were about to tell Donghyuck wasn’t a surprise, but he hated hearing it. “He came to the conclusion that he is in love with me and has been for a while, but didn’t want to admit it. I know he fucked up and lost his chance, he knows that too, but watching someone you love be happy with someone that isn’t you is hard.” You shot a pointed look. “Even you have to admit that.”
Donghyuck sighed. He did know that was hard. He watched it happen in high school to one of his friends. Which is probably why this whole thing made him so angry, it just felt like a repeat but instead of being a bystander, he was in the middle.
“Ok yeah, you’re right. I’ll give him some grace.” You felt sort of relieved that Donghyuck was willing to yield at least this once, but you weren’t going to take his kindness for granted. If Jaehyun ever truly stepped out of line as bad as he did at the frat you would end your friendship entirely. That was something you promised to Donghyuck that same night. Aside from that though, Jaehyun said he was going to do his best to be a good sport, and while he was off to a bad start, you hoped he would at least apologize later.
Donghyuck engulfed you into a nice bear hug that you couldn’t help but smile and giggle at. He gave the best hugs and always seemed to know when you needed one. “We’re ok, I’m sorry for being rude out there, especially towards you.”
“It’s ok. I’m sorry I snapped at you that was uncalled for.”
“It’s ok, I know you just want me and bighead to get along.” Lord, he's been spending way too much time with Minjeong lately.
“Alright Minjeong Jr., let’s get back out there.”
Just as you opened the door you came face to chest with Jaehyun who had his fist raised up. He must’ve been about to knock, but as always your weird friend-sense seemed to beat him to it.
“Hey, I just came to apologize.”
“It's all cool man, I’m sorry too.” You were a little surprised Donghyuck apologized, but honestly it made you happy that there was a possibility the two of them could get along. “Also, I don’t know if this is too much to ask, but would you maybe want to game sometime?” That surprised you even more.
“Like all of us, or just you and me?” Jaehyun seemed surprised too, but clearly wasn’t entirely opposed.
“Just you and I. She refuses to play Overwatch and we need another player for our team. Who do you main?”
“Cassidy” Jaehyun finally cracked a small smile on what felt like ages.
“Nice, we’ve been needing another DPS on our team, you down to join?” Donghyuck asked cooley, bringing his hand up to dap up the other man.
“Yeah, just shoot me a message whenever.” Jaehyun pulled out his phone, swiping through until he found discord.
“Real, we’re going home in a few days, so maybe we can play then if you’re back too.”
You felt like a third wheel at this point. You knew if the two ever found a middle ground it would definitely be gaming.
“Sure, I should be back like a day after yall I think.
“Sounds great.”
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Donghyuck and Jaehyun had been texting for almost an hour now and you were starting to feel like it was a bad idea that they exchanged contact info. Not because they were fighting, but because they were getting along a little too well.
Donghyuck had been giggling at his phone like a schoolgirl the whole time, while you just laid next to him scrolling on your own phone. “I can’t believe we were beefing before. You did this on purpose.”
You gawked at your boyfriend, scandalized that he would even accuse you of that. “Hyuck I did not! You think I would make up that shit about him harassing me at the frat party?”
A skeptical look.
“Unbelievable.” You flopped backwards onto the bed. “My boyfriend is gonna leave me for my old situationship slash best friend.” You threw your hand over your face dramatically. Trying to gain some sort of leverage over Donghyuck.
“You’re right, I am.” Donghyuck supplied, still typing away at his phone.
Scoffing, you tried to peek at what the two were talking about. “What is he even saying to have you this enraptured? I’m literally laid out all nice for you and you’re not even interested.” You weren’t really wearing anything special, but you were wearing one of Donghyuck’s oversized shirts and some nice panties, which usually would’ve caught his attention by now.
“Babe that’s nasty, your parents are literally down the hall. Also we’re talking about genshin, since you refuse to play that too.” He did have a point about your parents, but you could be quiet… sometimes. “Besides we have all summer for that, I do still enjoy seeing you in my shirts if that’s what you’re worried about though.” He placed a small kiss on your temple, trying his best to reassure you.
“I’m not worried about that. I’m worried about you and big head talking about my deepest darkest secrets.” You knew Donghyuck was better than that, but sometimes Jaehyun wasn’t. You learned from Mark that sometimes Jaehyun didn’t know when to shut his mouth about you and sex. It wasn’t entirely embarrassing since sex was normal, but you also didn’t like your business to be aired out like that.
“Don’t worry, we’ll only make fun of you when you’re around to defend yourself.” Donghyuk was suddenly above you, a teasing smirk playing at his lips. “Besides, I’m too possessive. Only I get to talk about you like that, and I'll keep it that way.” You were starting to regret not booking a hotel like Donghyuck initially suggested. He was practically purring as he spoke and the words were going straight to your core.
“Are you sure we can’t mess around a little… I’ll be quiet.”
The laughter that spilled out of Donghyuck was infectious, you knew it was a ridiculous request but no one could blame you trying.
“You’re unbelievable, It’s only two more days. Think about how good the sex will be.
“It could be good now.” You pouted up at him through your lashes.
“Well I'd like to be invited back in the future, so you’re just gonna have to wait.” He kissed your pout away just as quick as it appeared, smiling down at you softly when he pulled back.
You loved moments like this, moments where it just felt like you and Donghyuck. Moments where you’d lightly trace your fingers over his moles, connecting them like constellations.
“Fine, I’ll wait, but don’t expect me to lift a single finger.”
Donghyuck simply rolled his eyes before rolling back over next to you. “Wouldn’t dream of it.” He yawned, pulling you closer to his frame.
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The fall semester was finally here and it was a shit show. You started your nursing internship at one of the local hospitals and instead of challenging classes taking up the majority of your time, it was now strenuous shifts there. You weren’t working 80 hours like most nurses, but the majority of your days were spent at the hospital. And when you weren’t working you were sleeping. You were honestly glad Donghyuck and Jaehyun were gaming buddies now, because you didn’t have the energy to or time to pay as much attention to Donghyuck as you wished. He was being a good sport through it all, but you could tell your lack of intimacy and time together was starting to take a toll on him.
Now it was 2am and you were punching in the six digit code to Donghyuck’s apartment. Even though you still had a dorm with Minjeong you felt some part of Donghyuck was fulfilled when he woke up next to you. So here you were after your 10 minute walk in the cool, early morning, August air. Your scrubs felt and probably smelled dank against your body and you were so thankful that this weekend would probably be spent in Donghyuck oversized shirts and your own shorts while you caught up on sleep and time together.
Upon entering the house you made a beeline for the shower, wanting to wash all the sterile hospital smell off of you. You were in the infant ward today so most of your day was spent cooing at babies as well as checking their vitals. You changed a few diapers, helped a few mothers, all in all it wasn’t as intense as some other days this week. It was honestly a nice break. It still didn’t change the fact that you were exhausted though. The hot water was working wonders on your aching body, but you honestly didn’t know how much longer you could stand. Deciding on just a body shower you quickly lathered and rinsed yourself before turning off the steaming shower head. You blindly reached your hand out for your towel. All you could feel was the slightly dewy metal of the towel rack before you finally made contact with the fluffy cloth and something else. Something that felt warm and familiar.
“What are you doing up?” You questioned who you hoped was your boyfriend and not some stranger who followed you home amidst your post shift delirium. You were patting your face dry, so you couldn’t really see Donghyuck behind the towel or
the steam that covered the glass of the shower door.
“I was gaming. I wanted to make sure you got here safely.” You could hear the fatigue in his voice. Donghyuck rarely stayed up late, which was surprising since most gamers tended to have a horrible sleeping schedule. Donghyuck was the exception though, opting to wake up in the morning hours to get his homework and other errands out of the way and saving his nights for streams that ran no later than 11:00pm. When you had a normal sleeping schedule, this worked very well for both of you, but now it made you upset that he felt the need to derail his own sleep just for you.
“Thank you for waiting up, it means a lot. Don’t make a habit of it though, I want you to sleep. You shouldn’t stay up just for me.” You stepped out of the shower, the towel now wrapped around your frame. The steam cleared and there was Donghyuck in his overtired glory. Eyelids so droopy you were worried he would fall asleep standing up. “Did you at least take a nap?” You crossed the bathroom until you were standing in front of him, cupping his face before planting a sweet kiss on his lips.
Donghyuck shook his head. “I woke up late today.”
You wanted to counter that statement since Donghyuck never slept past 10am, but decided to leave it alone. You were grateful he waited for you. It was nice knowing you would fall asleep in his arms and not just impossibly close to his frame for comfort.
“You can go, I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
Another shake.
You knew there was no point in pushing it so you got dressed and finished up the rest of your night time routine as quickly as possible. When you and Donghyuck finally fell into the sheets together, it was a little past 2:30. You were a mess of tangled limbs and tacky skin as you tried to find a comfortable position to cuddle in and once you did both you and Donghyuck released a contented sigh.
“This internship sucks.” Donghyuck sighed, placing a chaste kiss on the back of your neck.
“I know, but it’s only one semester. I’ll be all yours for graduation.” You did your best to speak through a yawn that Donghyuck caught after you.
“It’s not enough, it should be illegal for you to be at the hospital that long.”
“Well I’m also sleeping for a lot of that time.” You tried to reason.
“Shhh, blame the hospital, not your body’s needs.” Donghyuck’s words were starting to slur, a true testament to how tired he actually was. The fact that he had managed to stay up this late was impressive enough, but you knew in seconds if not minutes you’d be hearing soft snores. “You’re off this weekend right?” You couldn’t help but chuckle a little. He’s asked that at least three times this week, it was cute, almost like he was in disbelief that he’d actually get to spend time with you. “It’s not funny. I only get to see you when you’re sleeping, it’s kinda creepy.”
“Ew, you watch me when I sleep?”
“You’re lucky I just watched, the amount of times I wanted to draw a mustache on you is a bit concerning.” Donghyuck yawned again, snuggling closer to your back.
“You’re terrible.” Was all you could muster as you finally let sleep win, drifting off into a much needed slumber.
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“Dude, we’re being eaten alive over here, where are you?” Donghyuck whisper-shouted into his headset. You were still sleeping so he was trying his best to control his volume, but his team was getting beat so bad that he wanted to scream.
“There’s a fucking sniper on my ass, everytime I step out they shoot at me.” Jaehyun yelled into his headset, groaning as another attempt at aiding his team was thwarted by the widowmaker that had him in their sights.
“Fuck they got Jeno again.” Jisung cursed.
“Jae just throw a flashbang at the building, it’ll at least stun them.” Donghyuck seethed into the mic. He looked back at the bed to make sure you were still soundly asleep and in that one moment. he was gunned down with his fellow teammates. “Fuck!” Donghyuck quickly covered his mouth, beating himself up when he heard you stir in bed. He didn’t mean to yell, but unfortunately at the end of the day he was a gamer, a very passionate gamer.
“What time is it?” You groaned quietly, craning your head slightly to get a better view of your boyfriend.
“It’s a little past noon, I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean to yell.” Donghyuck could hear the guys making fun of him through his headset, but chose to ignore it.
“S’okay. You playing with the guys?” You stretched in bed, arching your back in an attempt to wake up.
“Yeah, you wanna say hi?”
You made an affirmative sound before pulling the gaming chair from the desk Donghyuck bought for you. The desk was for school, but he argued that a gaming chair was more comfortable than a regular rolling chair.
You grabbed the second headset Donghyuck also bought for you, so you could talk to the guys while he gamed. “Good morning…” You yawned into the mic, leaning your head back on the headrest of the chair.
“Hi Y/N!” A chorus of deep voices chirped back.
“How’s the internship going?” Jeno piped up, healing Donghyuck in the process.
“It’s going fine, I like it a lot. I’m just tired… all the time. Next week I go on day shift though, so I’ll have a decent sleeping schedule.” You could see the way Donghyuck was grinning at that information. It had been a long time since the two of you had a normal sleeping schedule and even if this was only for a few weeks, he would be happy with what he could get.
“Any hot doctors, or are you still into mr. loser?” Jaehyun jabbed. In the past that would probably be something that you and Donghyuck wouldn’t laugh at. As of now though all the bad blood was gone and you could comfortably joke like you used to with Jaehyun. It made you happy that he and Donghyuck could get along and that you and Jaehyun were slowly patching up your own relationship.
“No, I still love mr. loser, that might change in a few wee— Babe on your left!”
“Fuck yeah!” With your help he was able to gun down one of the enemies and get the kill count almost even. “What the fuck how did you even see them?” Donghyuck didn’t understand why you didn’t want to play Overwatch when you had such good eye coordination. Even if you couldn’t play fps games,you could at least heal or provide support.
“I don’t know, I thought they were pretty obvious.” You shrugged, stealing a sip from the coffee next to his keyboard. “Did you get me any?” Donghyuck nodded, motioning to the bedside table. You planted a quick peck on his cheek before retrieving the caffeinated beverage and your phone. “Did you eat yet?”
“No, there’s no food though…” Donghyuck replied sheepishly. Unfortunately when your sleep schedule was shitty, so was his. The usual time your boyfriend would go get groceries was now nap time while the rest was focused on school or streaming.
“I’ll order something, don’t worry.”
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Another end of semester frat party is where you found yourself tonight. Your internship had ended a few days ago and after some much needed rest you were ready to kick back with Donghyuck and your friends. Currently you and Donghyuck were in a heated game of beer pong against Minjeong and Ten. At this point both teams had three cups left, it could be anyone’s game— you were determined to make it yours.
“Go to the left a little- too far… there you go.” Donghyuck had been your coach all game and you two probably looked sickening. He was standing directly behind you, one hand on your waist, the other on your throwing arm. Ten and Minjeong claimed you were cheating, but you begged to differ since you were the one actually throwing. “Go ahead, baby.”
Cautiously you moved your arm back and forth to get the right angle, once you were satisfied you let the ball go. The ball bounced once before sinking nicely into the cup full of beer across the table. Ten and Minjeong exchanged equally unimpressed looks before rock, paper, scissoring over who would have to chug the beer. Ten lost for what was now the third time in a row and begrudgingly downed the drink.
It was now Donghyuck’s turn and with ease he managed to land the ball in the second to last cup. Ten and Minjeong looked scared now. There was one cup left and while it could still be anyone’s game— Donghyuck had the ball.
“Can she just chug this and end it?” Ten asked, wanting to spare himself the humiliation of possibly throwing up.
“Nope.” With that simple deceleration the ball was
sunk in the cup.
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After cup pong you and Donghyuck took to the dance floor before he decided he wanted to do karaoke. He was singing an amazing rendition of “Party Rock Anthem” by LMFAO. While you enjoyed watching him, the stuffy atmosphere of the frat was starting to make you feel a bit light headed.
“I’m gonna step outside for a bit!” You shouted at Jeno before making your way towards the back door. Sliding the glass door open made you release a sigh of relief when you felt the chill of winter air against your skin. Thankfully a cropped puffer was a part of your less than winter appropriate party outfit, so you at least had something to keep you warm.
When the chill started to become a problem you moved to sit by the fire. Warming up your fingers and legs as you appreciated the quiet crackling as opposed to loud bass you could still hear thudding on the house. You sat there for a moment with your thoughts and the fire as your only company before you heard the back door slide open. You didn’t bother craning your neck, figuring it was some random party goer searching for the same solace you were just a few minutes ago.
“I didn’t think I’d find you out here.” Jaehyun sat in the chair next to you, beer slung loosely in his hand. He tipped the bottle towards, but you declined. You had way too much during your beer pong game and you were just now starting to sober up. “Surprised you aren’t watching your boyfriend’s performance. He’s doing a pretty good rendition of “Billie Jean.””
“I was, but I needed some air, we pregammed here so I’ve been in the house for a while.”
Jaehyun hummed, taking a swig of his beer before returning his gaze to the fire. “So next semester will be your one year, right?”
“Yeah, mid april, kinda hard to believe.” The conversation was awkward. Jaehyun was definitely holding something back, but as always he seemed too stubborn to admit it. “Is there something on your mind, you’re being weird.”
“You’re too intuitive, sometimes.” He chuckled, had still fixed on the fire as if looking at you would turn him to stone. “I don’t know how to say this without making you upset.”
That confused you. The two of you haven’t fought and neither has he or Donghyuck lately, so this was odd.
“What do you mean— why would I get upset?”
“I think I’m still in love with you.”
Your breath halted for a moment. Now it was your turn to stare into the fire. You don’t know what you were expecting, but it surely wasn’t this. In the Eight months that you two had cut things off
you were very confident in the fact that you had no romantic feelings for Jaehyun whatsoever. This didn’t necessarily throw a curveball at you, honestly it made you kinda angr— oh, that’s what he meant.
“Jae… this isn’t- we’re not doing this again.” How could you say this without blowing up? “If you said this to me 7 months ago, I probably would’ve dropped everything and ran back to you.” You sighed deeply, blinking back tears you didn’t even realize were forming. “I’m happy now… I really love Donghyuck. I love you too, but not in that way anymore.” You were crying now, but you didn’t know why. In a way this was the closure you always wanted, but not what you expected him to say.
“I don’t want you to drop everything… I just…” He took a deep sigh. “I wanted to tell you, so that I can get over you.”
“You want me to reject you?” You looked at him dumbfounded.
“More or Less, yeah.”
You sniffled as you tried your best to compose yourself. “This is not how I wanted to get my closure, but whatever.” Chuckling a bit you took a deep breath, “Jae, I don’t love you as more than a friend. I’m happy with Donghyuck, and I can genuinely see us lasting for a long time.” You felt so stupid saying that, but you also felt somewhat relieved hearing it out loud. “Was that good enough?”
“That was perfect.”
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And they say romance is dead.
Joking aside, Vol. 8 further solidifies my appreciation for Meryl.
Hopefully I can put my long-winded thoughts into concise words when it comes to writing women/female characters and why I loved Meryl in the manga even when she's absent for a chunk it from Vol. 7 onward.
Good 'women/female writing', to me, is not just having more lines, more screen presence or more visibility because you can easily write a character that ticks all of those boxes and still be a shell, still be poorly written, still be misused and still fall into numerous stereotypes. Though we are seeing more female characters onscreen/on paper these days, there are still traps of 'women written by men usually for men or what they think a woman wants' with some variations (and of course some women can also find difficulty in writing women). Then there are times when women characters who are so incredible or powerful, they come off as unbelievable, as if writing a woman character is sometimes treated similarly to handling glass. Some writers are afraid to write women well, believing that it’s 'safer' to have the character be amazing and flawless than forgotten or absent (which can be problematic in a different way).
I love manga-Meryl because I know Meryl's arc, faults, growth, struggles etc.... Nightow really puts her through the ringer. We don't see her much in the later volumes once things get heavy since she's not the series' protagonist, but we learn that she has a full journey post-Colnago. Eventually she, as a person who is not super-powered in the way other characters are, assists Vash in the best way she can.
Vash is a plant, the Humanoid Typhoon, all these other labels, but he calls himself a simple gunman. So, when Meryl is the one to make sure that he has a gun despite everything she had experienced... ah, I had a lot of feelings.
Vol. 8, Ch. 3. ... God damn.
One of the best things Nightow did in Trimax was to write Meryl with doubt and fear and break her away from Vash in Vol. 6, because having a woman follow and care for a man blindly is frankly boring and adds little depth to a friendship or a relationship.
(This praise also extends to how Nightow writes Luida - but those are thoughts for some other time.)
I am also considering Meryl as one representation for humanity in Trigun Maximum's narrative. She is the ordinary person who has been unwillingly forced to witness devastation, destruction, loss etc. and is expected to continue after that. That is a difficult thing to overcome... and then to grapple with the idea of assisting that same force... I imagine that this is a very difficult responsibility. There are war films (good and bad films, from a range of nations) that touch on this theme of responsibility.
I'd like to think that real courage is understanding and overcoming a fear instead of having none.
And then in Vol. 8, Meryl does a small act. She asks someone else to help - something that Marlon later tells Vash to do (let his friends help him, I mean). Without grandeur. Kind of anti-epic. However, this small act is extraordinarily powerful because without that gun, Vash is unable to proceed.
We sometimes view power in such a black and white way when power can be asking someone else for help, trusting someone else, and not have it be about you.
Vol. 8, Ch. 5. A Marlon panel is always a good panel.
I love how Nightow illustrates this. In these panels, Vash is hearing Marlon talk about a 'guest'. Marlon never mentions Meryl's name. We know it's Meryl because we know what the back of Meryl's head looks like (and her legs, haha) but Vash is not seeing what we are seeing.
And yet, Vash knows.
#trigun maximum#trimax vol 8#trigunbookclub#meryl stryfe#idle thoughts#typed this too quickly so might edit later
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kinktober ‘22 - day two
pairing: fem!reader x keeho
warnings: praising, keeho is v soft in this (is this even a warning lol), usage of princess, baby
words: 963
tagging: @tanzju <3
kinktober ‘22 masterlist
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you laugh out loud when you watch keeho pull out the popcorn from the microwave and then proceed to moan out from pain when his fingers touch the scorching packet. it’s saturday and you were more than happy to go over to his house to spend the night and maybe finally get in on some action.
you wait for keeho to come back to the couch while you aimlessly scroll through the various options for the movies, unsure on what to decide on, “is there anything specific you wanna watch?” you ask, raising your voice for him to hear better.
“i am in the mood for some romance,” keeho is closer than you think and you throw your head back to see him right before you.
“alright, let me see what i can find,” you say but don’t think it over too much and play the first romantic movie you find. keeho settles down beside you, placing the popcorn in between and throwing his hand around your shoulders.
the movie begins like any other movie with a confusing storyline which you are yet to unfold but it takes a sudden turn in the middle with the most extreme sensual scenes. keeho snickers beside you and you look at him.
“thought i said romance not porn,” he eyes you up and down and you feel your cheeks heat up.
“i don’t know, i picked the first one i found,” you shrug, not knowing where to keep your eyes anymore. nor keeho nor the movie seem like the good options right now.
“princess, wanna fill you up so bad, you’re such a good girl, you can take it, right?” you freeze in your spot when you hear the voice coming from the tv, your attention immediately focusing on the movie. you gulp at the words you just heard, them having some kind of an effect on your lower body. your reaction doesn’t go unnoticed by keeho however.
“did you like that?” keeho raises an eyebrow, scooting closer to you, his hot breath now tickling your skin.
“i-,” you can’t even muster up another word, feeling like your whole body just shut down.
“oh my god, so you did,” keeho chuckles, brushing the hair away from your neck and leaning in to whisper in your ear, “does my princess like getting praised?”
the sudden usage of a nickname and his voice now sounding deeper than before, do things to you and you can’t even do anything else apart from becoming needier by seconds.
“hm why didn’t you tell me before?,” keeho hums, his hand sliding up your body. you watch as it slides up your thighs, passes the place you need him the most and rests on your tummy instead. you squirm at that, “if i had known, your time with me would’ve been ten times better”
“i-it’s already better, keeho,” you say, closing your eyes when keeho starts kissing down your neck. his lips linger on your skin before going down to your chest and leaving kisses on your shirt. it confuses you why he hasn’t yet taken the shirt off so you arch your back from the couch and take it off yourself. you throw the shirt somewhere in the room.
“so good to me” keeho sighs when he takes in the sight of you, your bra being the only thing keeping him away from your naked breasts.
“keeho..,” your eyes follow his frame when he positions himself in front of you. he doesn’t let you finish and kisses you instead. you sigh in relief, finally getting to taste him. the kiss quickly turns into a messy and sloppy make out session.
“don’t get mad at me but i just can’t control myself around you. you’re so perfect, y/n,” keeho says once you break apart, when the oxygen begins to run out.
soon keeho is pushing himself into you and you arch your back with a moan slipping past your lips. “wish you could see how well you take me in, baby” he mumbles, keeping his eyes glued to the place your hips meet with his. his words go straight to your core and as a result you clench around him. keeho groans out loud, placing his hands on your hips and keeping you in place.
keeho takes his sweet time by sensually rolling his hips into yours, keeping track of any sound that slips past your lips, not forgetting to throw you a praise every ten seconds because he loves the reactions he gets from you. he’s quite happy he was able to find out such an inducing fact about you today, one that he really won’t be able to let go of.
“will you cum for me baby? let’s cum together, yeah?” keeho lowly mutters out, thrusting faster into you.
by now your head is going blank, feeling like you’re about to go over the edge too. you quickly nod to his question, sinking your nails into his back, pulling him closer.
however you can’t keep it in and cum before him unannounced, your eyes rolling to the back of your head, letting out the most sweet moans sounding like a melody for keeho’s ears. that itself pushes keeho over the edge too. he falls on you, his breathing harsh.
“should’ve went to the bedroom,” you chuckle weakly once you both calm down. the couch was not the best place to have sex on but you know, there was no time for you to decide on it when keeho was praising you so good.
keeho laughs along you before kissing your head, “you did so good, baby.”
you stare at him before pushing him off of you and he rolls away and lands on his back, “don’t turn me on again dumbass”
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I can't believe how deeply 12/Clara has overtaken me as possibly my biggest ship. On the one hand I should have seen it coming because I loved them both so much and was so invested in their relationship, but on the other hand a big part of what I love has always been that the romance is unspoken and that it doesn't limit them. For years of it I've thought of it as a burning, immense, overwhelming friendship overflowing with love, that just happens to also have romantic tension. But I'm now starting to accept it as... They both fell fully in love when he was 11, and the regeneration deepened it for both of them in so many ways, but 12 is fundamentally a rejection of 11's recklessness.
I don't usually struggle to put things into words, but I struggle to put them and how I see them into words because it's just so overwhelming.
I just...
Let me put it this way. Outside of them, my defining and overwhelming example of the greatest, most powerful love is Orpheus and Eurydice. A love so powerful that one will follow their lover after death, walk down the Cthonic path down into the underworld, then walk back out with them. Then, in contrast, we have Clara's episode with they TARDIS keys, betraying and attacking the Doctor in the worst ways, after which he tells her "do you really think I care for you so little that betraying me would make any difference?", and proceeds to undertake that journey to the underworld not to get his lover back, but to get her lover back. The one he hates. Who hates him. Mutual loathing from both jealousy and what they stand for, but most importantly for how they each believe the other is bad for Clara.
And so their love poofs away even my great defining example as though it were a children's story.
What they are is more than I can put words to.
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Pirating OPLA, thoughts
Episode 1
Garp being at Roger's execution is a nice touch
Really like how full Luffy's dinghy is-- crates of fruit, a barrel of fish instead of just one barrel of apples--- all makes sense. All the tiny details removed from manga that are just added onto opla for realism-- like the way the execution stand works, too, with the people cranking the manual lift to get roger up there. It's all very cool and makes the setting feel more piraty than mangapiece.
Our beloved Zoro tried to go to Sixis on a cruise ship. This is a good way to casually mention Zoro earlier (plus that's Ace's first island so it actually lines up on the One Piece map to be around Dawn Island--)
"it's worth more than the rest of our loot put together" a nika mention that can be interpreted as just a devil fruit mention
"You should never let anyone tell you what you can't do. If I did that, I never would have left my village to go find the One Piece." Luffy referencing Garp like this is so funny to me
Unlike mangapiece, Luffy invites Coby along before knowing his dream to become a marine. This makes me sad because now I wish la coby joined the crew
opla Shanks is weirdly more serious than mangapiece Shanks. Not necessarily in a bad way, just different. That's the attitude I'm takign for most of opla anyways.
Adding the Mr 7 and Zoro fight here is actually really cool
Beta Nami outfit aaaaa they moved the pre-orange town ship-stealing scene to serve as her introduction scene and that works so well for her.
I love that they all naturally congregated in Ririka's bar. Everyone congregates and chaos occurs. Really like how they switched things up while never really taking things off course.
"PIRATES SPREAD DISEASE" poster on the wall
Coby sliding under the table once a fight breaks outajslkdjalsijdsakj i love him pls
ADORE the barfight. It's Zoro vs Baroque Works but bite-sized and with everything we love about the most consistently badass member of the crew. Thank you.
Zoro really pulled a reverse on Helmeppo lmao. "Three swords? I only need one" proceeds to get curbed by zero swords
oh! Zoro introduced himself as pirate hunter. that makes him different from mangapiece where he explicitly says at some point that he never called himself that. But it fits the opla characterisation so fair enough.
Luffy popping out of the manhole to yell 'thanks' at Zoro just sends me. Makino taught him well.
Nami being the most independent and capable girlboss up until the second Luffy literally crashes into her life and ruins her plan is actually 100% compliant with the basis of their relationship.
Oh is this the ass naked Helmeppo scene everyone's been yelling abo--- oh it is. ok.
I've never realized how badly I wanted a Nami and Luffy fighting together scene until now. I just realized how little of those we get in Mangapiece. Holy shit.
Romance Dawn trio just has this really satisfying trio cohesion that I can't describe. They're forever my favourite trio in the strawhats and opla does a magnificent job of bringing justice to what the manga couldn't give them with its chapter and page limits, since their only trio time together without being dragged around by handicaps was in the gaimon arc.
Makes me a little sad that Coby's involvement in Shells gets cut down a little, but that's fine I guess, he got plenty of touchup in his introduction scene.
Luffy holding back laughter when he sees Helmeppo's hair. Zoro chuckling because "yeah I might've done that" and Nami just being speechless. They're so stupid i love them
Garp going silent when he hears a straw-hat pirate stole the map to the grand line. I like to think this could imply Roger also stole his map once upon a time, but for now I'm just laughing at Garp internally screeching "that STUPID GRANDSON it's been ONE DAY"
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Okok, so my brain is not working with writing rn BUT i will finish that “reader and time pinning” thing that i was doing I PROMISE
BUT for now imma just share some thoughts of Time because he is THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AND I NEED TO RANT ABOUT HIM
*ahem*
Ive said before (on my blog) that Time uses really old and kinda cringey petnames because 1, he genuinely loves them and 2, because he LOVES making the boys squirm in second hand embarrassment. SO, have a few more of those nicknames :D -> snookums, sugarplum, baby cakes, muffin, foxy, and toots
Young time (like teenage/young adult) was an absolute bastard BUT when he falls in love with someone, he is an absolute sweet heart! Think the ‘i hate everyone but you’ trope :3
Young! Time did not know romance AT ALL! That boy was raised by a tree and a bunch if spirit kids, he has know idea what a ‘date’ is. This leads to him just acting the same around his crush but being a little nicer to them
Is then very confused as to why they dont know that he likes them. “It was so obvious? I gave you a piece of my apple pie! I was so clear with my signs 🙄🙄”
He THEN reads all the romance novels he can get his hands on (legally and illegally) just so he can impress them! Completely misunderstood everything and now he just has to straight up tell them, cause how their hair is on fire…somehow
(Modern) Time is totally the type of guy that ‘doesn’t like drama shows’ but if his lover was watching one, he’d stand behind the couch and watch. But when his lover offers to move so he can sit hes like ‘no, im not even watching it. I was just bored’ and the proceeds to watch the next 3 episodes while standing.
(Modern) Time has a leather jacket that he LOVES!! Like he will cut someone for that thing, do not fuck with it. No one is aloud to wear it expect him….And his crush/lover but SHUSH!
Time enjoys polishing his armour/sword while you read a book out aloud. You both find it rather relaxing. Until something dramatic/a polt twists happens, all if the sudden the armour/sword is dropped to the side as Time is BAFFLED by this. “They killed Aaron?! Wh-what? Why!? He was the best choice for Max!” (Hes so invested, his duties are now discarded until you two finish this chapter)
I wanna do more but this is kinda chunky :3
I love dis man so much 🫶🫶
THE WAY I PHYSICALLY AND VERBALLY CRINGED AT FOXY??? bro's the type to say "hey foxy mama" when you walk into a room unironically, he literally has no shame whatsoever whenever someone points out how dated that sounds to
time would fit the secret admirer trope so well though? but he wouldn't even be secret about it?? the lon lon sisters def gave him the advice to "just be himself" and that gave him the idea to take stuff from his woodland-spirit background
"link, why is my house filled with flowers from floor to ceiling."
"that's not a declaration of adoration here? huh."
AND HIM TAKING THE ROMANCE BOOKS? personally, i feel like he's the type to sneak into the library when (supposedly) nobodies looking and just taking whatever he can carry before sneaking back out-- but in actuality it's just that nobody cares
someone asked zelda if he was allowed to take the books because they've been coming back in a damaged state (it's not bad, but while he's workshopping how he's gonna bring words to reality, he messes up a little) and she just says its fine so long as he isn't committing crimes with them (which he has done. several times. no one knows)
ofc there are questions as to WHY he's taking the romance books specifically, but the guards and librarians just chalk it up to him entering his weird boy phase ™️ and not because he has an interest in somebody because him?? having a love interest before half the other people in the castle??? Nah.
you catch modern! time watching a (raunchy) reality show once (like love island, or jersey shore-- maybe even teen mom) and he swears up, down, to the golden three, and to the sand goddess that he just kept it on for noise and that he's paying all his attention to his work even though you caught him ON VIDEO having the most expressive reactions to certain moments
BUT THE LEATHER JACKET ONE?? someone walks up to you while you're wearing it (your relationship with time isn't common knowledge yet) and they make a joke about him burying them alive if they mess it up-- no less just because you're wearing it.
time pops up out of literal thin air making excuses that you were cold (you were not), he was hot and didn't feel like carrying it (his goosebumps say otherwise), he thought there was a tear and he wanted to try and fix it (.. yeah, okay.), he only gave it to you because you said it would go with your outfit (that is not the only reason he'd give it to you), and everything else just to try to hide the fact that he's soft
(also, bonus points if you made it??? now not even the goddesses could touch it. he's about three seconds away from giving into the inner ferality of his childhood self and biting someone if they even look at it)
but tell me why i just imagine time getting ready to like, get in a fight or something, you read something so earth-shatteringly shocking in the book, and he's immediately like "the battle can wait. [opponent] was gonna lose anyways. we have to figure out what the devil is about to happen"
i'm literally scooping ur brain from ur skull, putting it on a table, and i'm gonna examine it for the rest of ur ideas mwah
#the palace answers#stargazing in the palace#loz x reader#legend of zelda x reader#lu x reader#linked universe x reader#loz link x reader#legend of zelda link x reader#time x reader#linked universe time x reader#lu time x reader#loz time x reader#legend of zelda time x reader
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Heyy it's me again! Can I ask for another headcanon? I love your writing SOOO MUCH
So, in my Astarion romance play through the possible answer "maybe you need a friend rather than a lover" hit me and I was wondering, what about Astarion with a Tav who slowly becomes his best friend, making him realize that friendship exists? I dunno how to explain it better, just Astarion and Tav being BFF!
Thank you in advance, hope you're doing ok and drinking enough water <3
Hello again! :D
TYSM dhdhdh <33. And this did just make me go grab water so yup drinking well. That line you’re talking about- I really wish there was some way to choose it in game and then maybe after defeating Cazador get together once he’s in a more stable mindset. But welp, we take what we can get
Anywho, let’s do this
Tav & Astarion Besties
• Tav starts doing little things on the road for him, and it drives Astarion crazy at first as he tries to repay each and every little deed so he never falls in their debt
• They make sure he has some dead animal to feed on at night if they aren’t comfortable with offering their neck themself. They offer to fix his hair since he can’t see himself in the mirror. They just… want to hang out with him. And that confuses him to no end, because surely they’re expecting something in return
• So he tries flirting. Seducing. But they just chuckle at his advances or jokingly flirt back in a way that makes him question if they’re being serious or not
• Suffice to say, he’s baffled in the beginning
• After a bit of his advances clearly falling short, Astarion is at a loss. Because he doesn’t know what he can offer them if not for his body. Doesn’t understand what they want from him
• Then the Araj encounter happens, and they back him up. Support his autonomy. And… Astarion starts to realize that maybe they don’t want something from him
• Maybe, after all these years, he’s found someone good. And he can’t tell if he hates that or is relieved
• Still, he clarifies with them, and when they say that he truly just needs a friend, and they want to be that friend… he needs time to adjust
• He still reverts to teasing or lightly flirting, but over time chuckles with them at a corny line or bad pun he’s made. He finds it liberating, to joke about something he’d relied on for so long. To be allowed to find it cheesy
• They help him get used it saying ‘no.’ Start by just asking absurd things of him to get him to scoff and incredulously turn them down. The word feels less foreign on his tongue after a while
• Astarion would get in the habit of saying ‘no’ before doing something anyway. He likes how the words sounds. Tav asks him to pick up something they dropped? “No, darling, get it yourself” as he proceeds to grab it for them regardless.
• Friendly insults and banter. Astarion would enjoy having someone to fire back and forth insults with without it meaning anything.
• Gossip. You just know that once they’re close enough, Astarion would enjoy leaning over to whisper little gossipy comments into someone’s ear. “Oh, gods. The man two seats to our right has the hair of a straw broom. We best stay away, lest he shed on us.”
• Inside jokes. Astarion has always relished in causing a bit of havoc and confusion, so making Tav randomly burst out laughing by making a comment in the middle of camp that no one else understands is highly entertaining for him. Especially if they couldn’t possibly explain why it’s so damn funny
• Just… having a person to sit in silence with sometimes. Especially at night, if he’s had a nightmare. He doesn’t want pity. He just needs to lay eyes on another living being for a while. Tav has woken up multiple times to him watching them sleep.
• Eventually, getting used to small points of physical contact. High fives. Fist bumps. Astarion doesn’t understand the point of such gestures, but still has to stifle a smile whenever Tav bugs him into giving them a high five.
• Talking him out of ascension. Tav being living proof that there’s more to people than wanting to use him for his body or affections. Proof that he can have a life surrounded by close friends, and that he can be a good friend
• They’d still visit his grave together. It’s something he needs another person there for, since he doesn’t even know how he’ll react to seeing it after so long.
• Astarion sewing up patches in Tav’s clothing. Or fussing over their hair. Using the excuse of “we’ll be seen in public together, and I cannot be seen with someone who looks like they’ve crawled out of a sewer. Your appearance is part of my public image.”
• Tav running after him when the sun begins to burn him again. Sitting with him until the sun goes down, knowing him well enough not to mutter any reassurances that may be taken as pitying. Sitting there in silent solidarity and offering a hand for him to hold should he want it.
• If they don’t end up near each other, writing letters and visiting often. Always bringing random little trinkets that he’d complain about taking up space or being a pain to carry around, but keeps protectively
• Joining him to search for a cure to his vampirism later down the line.
#astarion#tav#bg3 hcs#baldur’s gate 3 headcanon#baldur’s gate 3#rambling#this was a bunch of disconnected bullet points#but hey#thats what my brain wanted#astarion needs a bestie
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Hi, sorry for my bad English, I'm still learning to write in English. So I was playing The Sims 4 and I automatically remembered posts about what it would be like if the boys played Minecraft and Roblox, so I asked myself: How would each of them feel and react playing The Sims 4? I'm a new follower and I love your posts!
YES this is so cute omg, also to anyone else sending asks I SEE THEM I will get to them, I got like 35 of y'all in my inbox and I LOVE YOU ALL just be patient, thank you mwah. Anyways, the headcanons below da cut, here we go.
Kazuma Kiryu
Fascinated by The Sims. Mostly watches the kids play it, but they end up roping him into playing eventually. Needs some help at first, it takes time to learn the ropes, but he's pretty good at picking up on it. Says things like "Ah... I see." a lot. Out of all the games the kids have shown him, The Sims seems to stick the quickest.
Majima Goro
Takes a million years in character creation alone. Like decorating things or dressing the people up. Total chaos lord, if something catches on fire in game he just gets confused. A lot of saying "What do I do, c'mon, tell me!" really quickly and loudly. Talks to his Sims, says things like "Darn it, I told ya to go HERE."
Akiyama Shun
Makes his Sims hit on everyone. Actually a bit of a chaos gremlin but only in games like The Sims specifically. Once he realizes that game is basically him making a bunch of tiny people do funny stuff, he will proceed to do exactly that. Will always pick THE most styling outfits for his Sims.
Saejima Taiga
Squints a LOT, especially when trying to read options in the charater creation menu or when a Sim has choice bubble pop up. When he sees a Sim isn't happy, he says things like "Huh? Didn't I just feed ya?". His first playthrough is super messy and the house he builds is totally not functional so it'll take him a few attempts to actually get going in the game.
Tanimura Masayoshi
Honestly the most basic of all the boys at Sims. Plays it straight, pours in exactly a reasonable amount of hours, struggles an average amount. It's not his most favorite type of game to play and he prefers to watch others play it as he finds their choices more interesting than his own.
Ryuji Goda
He's all about that house building, babey. Probably ends up building himself some monstrosity of a tower and is like "Look what I made!". He actually kind of likes The Sims a lot once he realizes it's supposed to be a little chaotic. This makes him actually relax more, whereas with other games he can get a little frustrated when something unusual happens.
Nishikiyama Akira
Probably the most likely to make his Sims look like himself and/or people he knows. If not people he knows directly, then something like a celebrity or famous character. Pretty good at matching his Sims to people's appearances, although he mostly cares about the character creation than anything else. Might not even play the game beyond making characters honestly.
Daigo Dojima
Very precise gamer. House has to be spick and span, all the Sims have to be happy before he turns the game off. Fond of the decorating or dress up aspects and likes to see his Sims make friends or start relationships. Treats it more like a dating sim than anything.
Mine Yoshitaka
Sort of like Daigo but he treats it like a business management Sim. His Sim is going to be the very best like no one ever was. Won't really tell anyone he plays the Sims as it's kind of his guilty pleasure game. Prefers having as few Sims as possible in one game so it's easier to manage them all.
Tatsuo Shinada
Best Sims player to watch in a livestream of all the boys. Total goofball, tons of "What's this option do?" and general fucking around and finding out with his gameplay style. Makes the most random looking Sims. Naturally comedic when he plays it. Tries super hard to romance other Sims though.
#majima megaphone moment#yakuza#yakuza headcanons#yakuza imagines#ryu ga gotoku#ryu ga gotoku headcanons#ryu ga gotoku imagines#goro majima#majima goro#akiyama shun#kiryu kazuma#kazuma kiryu#ryuji goda#akira nishikiyama#masayoshi tanimura#saejima taiga#tatsuo shinada#daigo dojima#mine yoshitaka
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Do Draco Fans Really Love Draco?
I read a Quora post last year when I was still new to HP where the user did an AO3 fic analysis and pointed to the number of fanfics to prove how much Draco's fans love him and how overrated he is.
But I think all these fanfics prove how misunderstood Draco is as a character. You see all these fics where:
his parents are abusive
he was an angel all along and it's his parents' fault why he's mean
he becomes all hot and bothered like a fanboy for Harry as soon as Harry shows him some sort of decency
Draco is basically Ron but rich and blonde
he is basically male Ginny but rich and blonde
he simps for Hermione and thinks she is the most beautiful girl in the school (as if!)
his redemption fics have all his mean moments transplanted on another character (eg. Blaise, Theo, Vincent, Gregory or some random male OC) to make him look better
he acts all girly
he's a loner and no one understands him
he's self-conscious or has low self-esteem
he takes all the blame for his bad relationship with the trio like the golden trio were saints who never hurt him too and basically kisses their butts to repent
he's a mini Voldemort in training
he's a manwhore
befriending the golden trio is the only way for him to have a better life
befriending/dating someone in the golden trio is part of his redemption arc
he and Hermione are bestie study buddies
he and Harry use the sectumsempra scars as a romantic/sexual bonding moment
he renounces his pureblood supremacy beliefs faster than a Thanos snap
Astoria is the only reason he changed like he was not traumatized by an awful war
he can't fight or he's weak/pathetic etc...
Draco is not a poor misunderstood, abused baby or a demon child, baby Hitler. He's a normal boy who grew up with bigoted views. He has a loving family. He likes making impressions and being a class clown. He calls out Harry's show-off behaviour when no one else will. He tells things as it is when he calls out Hagrid for being an atrocious teacher and Hogwarts being a dumpster fire school. He likes girls and goes on to have a nice family. He repeatedly warns the golden trio about the approaching DEs and tells them to leave the area while being a complete jerk and laughing at the possibility of Hermione being attacked at the same time. He's not a wimp and can land blows in fights. He can be overly dramatic. He can be stoic in the face of humiliation/abuse. He's creative and artistic. He's a spoiled heir of a rich family who's confident and knows his worth. He's classist. He bit off more than he could chew when he became a DE. He has been group assaulted multiple times by his peers, more than what his rude behaviour deserved. He holds grudges against people who offend him. He seems to have good chemistry with his house. The golden trio accuse him of crimes we never see evidence of while being hypocrites and doing the same behaviour themselves (eg. Hermione accusing Draco of bullying first years as a prefect then she and Ron proceed to bully first years multiple times as prefects). He never truly shined because his author hated him.
I just want Draco content where he is portrayed fairly. Interesting fics without Drarry would be great too. Lord knows Drarry and Dramione are major culprits in this warping of poor Draco's character. Fanon Draco can be fun too but so many times it just feels like an OC with Draco's face on it.
I wish Draco could have more of the same kind of great self-actualization fics that Severus Snape has where he is allowed to be his best self without gay romance involved or where the romance is a background thing or where the golden trio are not involved. Just him vibing with other Slytherins and forgetting the golden trio even exists. I have enjoyed many amazing Draco fics but now that I have come to understand book!Draco more, a lot of them make me feel kind of unsatisfied and hollow now.
#draco malfoy#pro draco malfoy#anti golden trio#just to be safe#drarry critical#fanon draco malfoy#canon draco malfoy#canon draco malfoy >>> fanon draco malfoy#harry potter fanfiction#draco malfoy deserves better#harry potter series#harry potter movies#harry potter books#dramione critical#i used to love drarry but not anymore#jkr wasted draco's character#hp fandom overly demonizes draco#jkr critical#Draco's characterization in Dramione is annoying#why do people constantly have the golden trio drive Draco's redemption when these kids don't give a damn about Draco?#And Draco does not like them for reasons beyond his pure blood believes?#It's almost like Zuko joining the Gaang without his previous positive scenes with Aang in S1 & S2 and Katara in S2#why would Draco join the so called light side when its members have treated him like trash before they even got to know him properly?#harry potter fandom#malfoy family
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The Daemyra beach sex scene is one of the worst sex scenes I've seen. It's so stiff and frigid and it looks like they're afraid of touching each other. There's no melting, no revealing in each other, no basking in the ambiance, no true passion in it. Let's not even talk about Rhaenyra's face at the end because if that's the face of a woman who had fulfilling sex with the man of her dreams then I don't wanna know what she looks like when she's having boring sex LOL.
And Daemyra stans had the nerve to claim that we have porn-rotted brains and need to get our heads out of the gutter and stop wanting gratuitous porn-like sex scenes. First of all: you can go online (Twitter and Tumblr specifically) and see how many of them constantly bitch and moan about how they were robbed of 20000000 Daemyra sex scenes 🤢, and how they hope next season they get more sex scenes and how they wanna see Daemyra have angry sex and sex on the painted table. They're the ones who want them to have a sex scene equivalent to the sex scenes from 365 days. They're the ones who sexualize Daemon choking Rhaenyra calling it a kink, but we're the ones whose brains have been rotted from porn. Second of all: all we asked for (which we didn't) was a decent sex scene. A sex scene that they claimed was "passionate, sensual, and loving" when it wasn't. That sex scene was purely transactional and Rhaenyra trying to secure the political bag. You know who had a passionate, sensual, love scene Stefan and Elena from TVD. That scene is everything the Daemyra idiots think the beach scene was when it wasn't. Lastly: Daemyra stans were the main ones bitching and moaning about how bad the sex scene when the episode aired I remember 🤣🤣. They were the main ones saying that they had no chemistry and that it was flat, but when everybody else (team Green, team neutral, casual viewers alike) started to say the same thing these idiots backtracked and started claiming that it was the greatest love scene in the world. Overcompensation at its best. Bullshit at its worst.
Aside from Rhaenyra's face at the end of that sex scene, it was so pitiful and sad to watch her chase after him at the funeral, to throw away her dignity and self respect and follow after like a lost puppy dog after everything he's done to her. Then she goes on to tell him her whole 10 yr life story when he doesn't do the same in return, and spills her secrets to him (poorly hidden secrets that everyone knows about) when again he doesn't return the favor. It's like this man nearly got you disinherited, left you alone in a brothel, abandoned you to get trampled on at the wedding and you just welcome him back with open arms!! Grooming 101 at it's finest! This is what Ryan Condal meant when he said that Daemon's grooming of Rhaenyra is not only abuse, but that it traumatized her and shaped her into the person that she is
Yep, they were the first ones crying about the show doing Dumbnyra and that dry a** “love scene” wrong(just like with chokegate).
Then they realized that by saying that it was dry they couldn't say that the show portrayed Dumbnyra as an epic romance so they started backpedaling and saying that the scene showed how much “mature chemistry” they had together and that there was some ten-minute cut of the scene that HBO is going to release… at some point…..
Not to mention they lied about how there was some scene of them doing it on a table that got cut(which I see they've now moved onto saying it will be in season 2 🤣).
Or how they are hoping Alys uses some potion to make herself appear like Rhaenyra and then proceed to rape Daemon so that they can get a sex scene in season two(the fact that they try to accuse others of being demented sex-crazed perverts is straight-up hilarious when they peddle this cow dung).
It is really funny to see the mental gymnastics these people will do to claim that show!Dumbnyra is the ship to end all ships and that beach sex was the culmination of their love while at the same time claiming that this show isn’t canon(the same way they try to say that Rhaenyra died a dragonriders death when that doesn’t even exist in the book. That's 100% Sara Hess’s sh*tty writing to make Rhaenyra’s death look less pathetic). Which they by and large didn’t claim until the finale then they finally realized this wasn’t the Dumbnyra show.
This show has made it clear from at least episode four(it’s actually been clear since the premiere but they don’t consider a underage girl having her uncle make passes at her to be grooming) that Dumbnyra wasn’t an epic romance, but they ignored this because incest is hot or whatever.
It’s actually cause they were the only two youngish white people in a relationship, but I’m not getting into that today since they always start crying when you point that out too. Dumbnyra wouldn’t be this popular if they had more competition. I’m really hoping they get overtaken by at least the Alysmond fandom because they truly are an insufferable bunch of delusional weirdos.
This 👆🏽was a preclude to beach sex(where Rhaenyra looked like she wasn’t having the time of her life) and to this👇🏽
No one was duped. These people know what a good or even okay sex scene is (there are so many shows and movies that have decent sex scenes, HOTD should be ashamed of themselves). They know how an actual romantic relationship would be portrayed. Hell, they know that Dumbnyra in the books(see their stealing and re-wording of the text) isn’t an epic romance.
It’s a relationship built on grooming/lust for political power/ to be closer to brother dearest that culminates with Rhaenyra’s abandonment(which the show is setting up since Daemon keeps abandoning her every chance he gets).
Her being used by Daemon is the reason why I have 0.001 of an ounce of sympathy for her🎻(She’s still incredibly sh*try character and her going on a racist tangent about Nettles is 100% on her).
The only reason why these continue to lie and act oblivious(and hope no one calls them out on their bullcrap) is because they don’t want to admit they were wrong(that or they really are delusional).
#lol Dumbnyra is worse than 5O shades of grey#it’s utterly atrocious#they can’t even touch 365 d@ys#anti daemyra
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My redneck neighbor Doug reads my fanfiction for 'The Bad Batch'
Proverbs 11:2 “When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom.”
I made the gross error of telling Doug that I was writing a novel length fanfiction crossover of The Bad Batch and The Expanse. It's here if you'd like to take a gander yourself.
A massive fan of both, Doug practically hooted with joy when I mentioned it at a barbeque. So, like a dumbass, I sent him a link to the fic, thinking he’d wax praise on me.
I had forgotten how aggressively irreverent this man is. I was in for a beating.
Hint: I quickly sketched this up and sent it to Doug asking if this is how he imagined Tech and Sjael Drummer in the story. He said yes, and was ECSTATIC. I'm 99% sure it's on his fridge now. Next to @amalthiaph's piece of course.
CW: It's Doug, he's not child friendly. Y'all should've figured it out by now.
They're looking at me like 'We're a clone commando genius and a pilot with a Ph.D in chemical engineering. WTF is this hillbilly shit?"
Anywho, here’s the delightful exchange we had after he finished up the current chapter:
Doug: So, lemme get this straight. We got a nice pretty Belter scientist-engineer, Sa-Jail Drummah, –so the lady’s a space Cajun. She got an undercut, tattoos, some Indian blood in her, and a crazy bitch sister who was in the Navy! Yup, pure Gulf Shore girl, got it. Sa-Jail’s a chemical engineer, I bet she got her degree at USM* like a good gal. And she meets Ryan-from-Accounting, who is a space redneck, because the boy’s a Mandalorian clone. And they’re all out camping, nice. It’s a white trash love story in space, awesome. Love it.
Me: It’s not a white trash love story in space, DOUG.
Doug: Oh, it ain’t? Let’s see here…the first time the boy meets the girl, she’s setting up a shitty perimeter fence around her trailer in the woods and he holds her up at gunpoint in the middle of the night. That’s some bayou romance right up in there. Did she show him her shrimping boat after that?”
Me: …that is true. No shrimping boat, but he joins her on a hike the next day.
Doug: Taking a girl out into the woods to show her what a rough rugged redneck you are! That’s classic white trash mating rituals right there. I’ve seen it in action my whole life, I know it when I see it. Did the boy talk about his guns?
Me: No, but he does talk about his time in the armed forces and his brothers. His guns are in his backpack.
Doug: Guns on the first date? Seriously. And bragging about your time in the USMC is like, the first thing a redneck does to impress a lady besides talking about his truck and his smoker and how much he goes to church. This is real redneck courtship happening in this story. Oh, and the part where they finally start banging?”
Me: (takes deep breath) What about it?
Doug: First of all, my wife, she loved that part!
Me: YOU READ THIS TO YOUR WIFE?!**
Doug: Well, yeah! She loves a good romance and we had a long drive that day. Anyway, Sa-Jail had just been bitching about her ex-oyfriend, or was it ex-husband?
Me: Ex-fiance.
Doug: Same difference. Anyway, Toby***–clearly named after Toby Keith like a good Southern man–left her for some other chick after he joined the Navy because that’s how the Navy man rolls. Just like Toaster Strudel's daddy. Wasn’t Toby a pilot? Yup, sounds like an average day in Pensacola to me. Flew his Blue Angel to different poon. Then, Sa-Jail, well, she needed somebody else to wash her mouth out, per se.
So, after knowing the man for what, two or three days, she flings herself at Ryan-from-Accounting and they proceed to hump like coked-out rabbits all over her trailer. And in TRUE Cajun fashion, Sa-Jail is so impressed by Ryan-from-Accounting’s pipelaying skills that she makes him DINNER. And what does Ryan-from-Accounting do that any self-preserving redneck man would do with a woman he just started dating?
Me: Enlighten my Yankee self, Doug.
Doug: HE CALLS ALL HIS HUNGRY RELATIVES OVER TO JOIN THEM FOR THEIR FIRST DINNER TOGETHER. Which they all enjoy outside the trailer! Cookout style! Nothing says ‘redneck romance’ like ‘Hey sugar, you and me just started getting serious five minutes ago, now HERE IS MY WHOLE FAMILY. FROM MY BROTHER CLAYTON THAT JUST GOT RELEASED FROM ANGOLA TO MY COUSIN CAROLLYNN WHO HAS FIVE BABY DADDIES. ALSO WE ARE GOING TO CHURCH TOMORROW AND GETTING CRACKER BARREL AFTER THAT SO GET A NICE DRESS OR MEEMAW AND MY AUNTIES WILL JUDGE.”
Me: Jesus Christ, Doug, that is not what happened.
::Doug screenshots my longfic and sends it to me and I am deceased because he’s not exactly wrong::
Doug: And of course, Sa-Jail is a good Cajun woman, just rolls up her sleeves and feeds everybody because that’s how the bayou babe do. The rest of the story might as well be called ‘Real Housewives of Space Slidell’ for all of the white trash shenanigans that follow. Let’s see here…there’s knife chasing, screaming, someone gets pregnant out of wedlock, a fist fight while someone’s driving, lots of guns, tattoos, motorcycles, a cowboy bar, a hot Southern nurse, lots of cussing, baby daddy drama, biscuits and gravy, Navy veterans, Ryan-from-Accounting’s various brothers from different daddies show up and they all want food and a place to stay, hooch-making, pimp-slaps, more guns…this is a real Cajun-Redneck tale of love. With spaceships. It’s great!
Me: I’m speechless, Doug.
Doug: Jenny loved the scenes where they cross a river with the motorcycle and then they do the nasty next to it. That’s 10/10 on the redneck Was Ryan-from-Accounting playing ‘Fishin’ in the Dark’ in the background on his phone, too?”
Me: I AM GENUINELY SPEECHLESS, DOUG.
@eyecandyeoz, did he do a good job capturing the essence of the story? LOL
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*=In Doug’s defense, University of Southern Mississippi has an incredible department regarding chemical engineering and specifically, polymer science. So he’s not far off.
**=I DIED, I’M DEAD, A GHOST IS WRITING THIS RIGHT NOW.
***=HIS NAME WAS NOT TOBY FFS.
#tbb#cloneforce99#thebadbatch#belter#the expanse#starwarsfanfiction#tech#techthebadbatch#fanfiction#theexpanse#star wars crossover#the expanse crossover#crossover art#the bad batch#clone force 99#the bad batch art#tech the bad batch#tech clone force 99#sjael drummer#doug talks star wars#doug the neighbor#redneck doug#rednecks in space#space cajuns
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so I've seen people's thoughts and theories on aziraphale's "i forgive you" to crowley after the kiss and I'm like... I'll just drop my random thoughts about it. in advance, I hope this makes sense.
again, these are just my dumb 3am thoughts, in no way i dismiss anyone else's theories or hc's.
so.. crowley, a demon, not only fell in love with an angel but he acted on his feelings in such a desperate and human-like way just to show aziraphale what "us" could've been if he had chosen him. all the possibilities. what he wanted to offer aziraphale. this is how serious I am about us. this is what you're throwing away.
It was pretty much a "choose me, love me" moment and it was extremely sad and beautiful even if it wasn't your stereotypical, romantic first kiss in the rain that they deserve to experience. but still, like I said, beautiful. an incredible scene overall that will forever make me cry like a little bitch.
now, back to what this post is about... to me, obviously, aziraphale wanted the kiss, for a moment he even gave in and hugged crowley. he didn't pull away until crowley did. he was shocked, yes but he wanted that moment to last because he knew it was... well, a sin.
what is interesting here is that he did not seem to think of it that way when beez and gabriel revealed their relationship. he was happy. touched. our jane austen enthusiast was LIVING his best life. i mean look at his face.
he saw nothing wrong about them being in love and wanting to be together. or he just let his human emotions take over, idk.
he even allowed himself to think of him and crowley. he looked hopeful. (that's what I assume by his look)
aziraphale LOVES love. he's a hopelessly romantic who reads jane austen and looks at people in love like this
and, like everyone else, a part of him craves to experience such a magical thing as falling in love. he's lived on earth for thousands of years after all. a part of him is very much human. he believes in good, in romance, in hope and all those great things life can offer.
that is, after all the reason he still thinks heaven can change for the better, or that is not as bad as crowley says. of course he would take the opportunity to go back, especially knowing that crowley could go with him cuz ultimately, that's what mattered to him the most; the fact he could be with crowley without any fear anymore. In his head, they would fight together and make the world a better place for them to live in.
he doesn't want to run away and ignore all their problems, like crowley suggested. he wants to fix things before they get to relax and just enjoy each other's company for the rest of the eternity. which is a sweet thought. he's willing to do all that for their relationship to work.
and crowley says no.
"good luck" well, i know that hurt aziraphale as much as "nothing lasts forever" hurt crowley.
and that is what they do at that point. hurt each other back and forth. aziraphale gets defensive when crowley pretty much calls him naive for not understanding the situation, and then crowley proceeds to acknowledge the fact there was no love in the air with the "no nightingales" line. perhaps suggesting that aziraphale ruined everything (which is not true, they're both dumb).
by then, aziraphale was pissed.
how dare YOU do this to US? how dare you say no to the side of good and light? MY side? how dare say no to the better world that we could make?
and then crowley kisses him. ugh. tell me about bad timing...
and this is how you can tell their love for each other is very strong. by aziraphale hugging crowley, by not pulling away, by almost saying "I love you" instead of "i forgive you".
but he probably didn't see his "glitch" as the power of their love, in aziraphale's eyes crowley sinned. period. either by "tempting" him with a kiss that almost worked, or simply by the fact he's a demon that dared to fall in love with an angel and acted on it instead of burying it inside him.
aziraphale forgave crowley for choosing to love him in such a desperate, angry way. for saying no to being good. for choosing desperation, lust and anger over change, light and goodness. for tempting him into something he himself should not want.
aziraphale pretty much denied his human part. he shut it off and forgave crowley and went off to become the supreme archangel because he felt like he sinned as well. maybe he thinks he will redeem himself by doing so. alone. without the sinner.
he's wrong, of course. and im excited for him to grow and understand himself.
just as I'm excited for crowley to do the same, cuz he wasn't right either.
I hope all this makes sense.
#i just had to take these off my chest#they consume my thoughts im sick and tired#good omens#good omens spoiler#good omens 2#ineffable husbands#aziracrow#aziraphale#crowley
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So how *does* one get a certain sheriff to trust them?
(Image credit to @case-of-heart on freecam)
Ooooh good question Nonny!!
And in which context; do you you mean in general or romantically?
Actually…they both kinda need similar approaches.
• Really. Be patient. It might feel like pulling teeth. He’s not the best communicator ever. It would take him so dang long to. He’d be watching you close and double checking that you aren’t about to backstab him or go against his ideas. If you worked together he’d probably butt heads with you if you took a lot of initiative without going to him first- even if they are logical and good ideas . It’s his paranoia and history of being let down and betrayed that’s made him this way.
• He will subtly test you to make sure you are genuine in whatever kind of relationship you have. That you aren’t just using him. For example he might ask you things in an attempt to trip you up. Observing closely and looking for cracks in what you say or how you look when you say it. He can’t ever turn off his cop brain.
•Will observe closely how you treat others versus him, and draw lots of comparisons.
•He’ll warm to you gradually if you’ve managed not to hurt him, but also if you’ve not taken his demeanor the wrong way. He knows he can be stand off ish, he knows he can be rude. But…if you’re still sticking around then maybe you can tell he isn’t all bad. You’re willing to give him the benefit of the doubt?! That’s sure to be meaningful to him.
•If you do nice things for him he may feel conflicted, maybe even be weird about it the first few times. He’ll look for a nefarious motive behind you giving him something or running errands for him without asking. When there never seems to be a catch however…he will work himself up into a guilty frenzy. Then he will have to accept you are genuine in your efforts.
Further romantic context
• He would need even further coaxing to believe you are interested in him for the right reasons. As much as he loves the roles mentioned in his romance paperbacks; he won’t like it if you’re just into his uniform or family title. He’s an old fashioned softy that will never admit he wants to be called handsome and fussed over a little.
•Don’t let him feel like he’s being made fun of. No really. Laugh at the wrong time for example, even by accident- he’ll take it to heart and lay awake thinking about it later. His ego bruises so easily. He’ll withdraw from you if you hurt his self esteem.
• Let him feel like he’s taking the lead a little (even if he isn’t). It will feed his self esteem a bit. He’ll feel like he’s being proactive and gentlemanly if you plant an idea in his head by hinting you are free on Saturday afternoon or really like chrysanthemums. He might miss the first few hints, but if he’s more comfy with you (after the points in general), he will have to take action.
•weirdly enough, needing him will feed his trust. Obviously not in a demanding way, but he will like that he can help you. Travis has built himself up on how dependable he has to be. If you refuse his help too many times that will also bruise his ego.
Overall, proceed with care and patience!
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Hi! Hi! I saw your message about the inbox that you had requested and am willing to do the matchups! For my fandom, I would like a Jjk matchup just like how you requested. Let’s start with the basic:
Pronouns: she /her
Preferably a male?
Personality: I am an INTJ Slytherclaw, Aquarius and a Type 6 when it comes to anagrams. I am a huge overthinker and stress a lot with anxiety. People tell me that I can be blunt which results in people thinking that I can be cold but in reality I try to be a kind person when it is needed. I am a realist and many consider me to be intelligent, often asking me to help with their work. I’m incredibly passionate about things I like to do and have a thirst to know everyone’s opinions as I feel that if someone is left out. I’m a creative person but sometimes my brain just goes blank, I hate when it does. I sometimes follow the rules and can be serious if I wish to be but normally I like to goof off and break rules, adrenaline rushing through my body is just a different feeling I can’t explain. I have a really dry sense of humour that usually is a mix of sarcasm, fandom jokes or self degrading jokes. I’m not that good at describing personality but here are a few kins if it is helpful : Navier, Mikasa, Regulus Black, Annabeth, Shinobu, Shoko ( Jjk), etc.
Looks: I’m slightly chubby and have a pear body shape. Upon seeing me, many people point out my eyes which are hazel with slight flecks of many colours such as green and amber being the prominent ones. I have a button nose and thin heart shaped lips. My face is round and my eye shape is almond. I am approximately 5’3. Two small moles are fixated on my right cheek and underneath my lip. My clothing style tends to be anything comfortable and classy. I prefer to wear black and colours that are darker, you will never find me wearing orange or neon colours. My clothing always consists of a dress of some sort.
Likes: Chocolate, Anime, Reading, Drawing, Strawberries, Smell of Rain, Sleeping, Being the Best, Baking, Daydreaming, Murder Mysteries, Romance , Name hunting, Pinterest and Flower Languages.
Dislike: Loud noises, Jerks, Slow Walkers, Insects, Studying, Fake People, Self-pity, Getting below 90% in a test, Coffee, Snow and the feeling where your brain is blank and can’t tell what you feel like.
Love Language: Physical Touch and Quality Time
I hope this is enough information.
i match you with…
yuuta okkotsu!
okay first of all i feel like your energies would work really well together! you tend to be a bit more blunt, whereas he would tiptoe around the subject
he would love your creative side! even when you get a bit of a block, he would always try to either inspire you with stories, or try to get your mind off of what’s upsetting you
you would’ve made him feel welcomed when he first arrived at jujutsu high, including him in conversations & trying to gauge his perspective
he absolutely would have been blushing the whole times and barely could have made eye contact ahejdhejej
he knows that you don’t like bugs, so he would always take them outside, even when you’re insisting that he kills them
i feel like you’d be really good friends with maki, too! you give me strong maki vibes, so i feel like you two would really get along
honestly all of the second years, panda would give you piggy back rides & inumaki would joke around with you all of the time
in your first year, it would have been so obvious that yuuta had a crush on you (which may or may not have caused some problems with rika; maki is totally rallying for you and has threatened to exorcise her on the dl)
he would learn flower language for you and start giving you them as a way of flirting before you got together
he also proceeds to send your flowers when he’s abroad in second year!
you & yuuta have baking dates & he loves making chocolate covered strawberries with you!!! he would try to draw your face on the strawberry!! it was a really bad drawing, but it’s the thought that counts!!!!
he knows that you don’t need it but i feel like he would be so protective over you?? especially after shibuya, he always has an arm around you/is touching you in some way 😭
nobara absolutely idolizes you & your style, she wants you to take her shopping on off days
overall, you fit in very well with everyone & you’ve stolen yuuta’s heart (he has no intention of trying to get it back)
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Love?
Maiko/Geisha! Reader
Order received!
Pantalone (guest)
Flower set
Pouring drinks
Sing/dance
Talk
Play games
Tea ceremony
Lovelorn set (Yan! 18+ only!)
Giselle's Calla Lily(flower)
Burning passion (Circlet)
Giselle's Pinion (plume)
Wedding bells(sands)
To be or not to be (goblet)
Kudoku (weapon)
Dessert (explicit content)
Tag: @mellowwillowy , @eliciana
Tags: Yandere, Ft. Dottore, murder, Drug use, sexual content, mind-control/brainwash, Attempted murder, Manipulation, blackmail (implied), death threats (implied), self-sabotaging (does that count?)/self-harm, guilt-trip, love bombing (?). Using a different writing style, Yan’s pers. is at the near end. No mention of condoms (“practice safe sex folks!”- Falaila)
Note: Repeat after me: “this is a dark fic, not a romance fic”, if you compare this with romeo and juliet. You got the wrong genre for it, but then again most romance fics have a lot of problems these days. Minors do not interact. Ps, this isn’t accurate but for the sake of the fic.
“The usual I presume, Bubbles? Love is a subjective word. Anything could be sprouted from it. Both good and bad, though most people would rather look at the good things instead.” -Scribe
“ Uh …. What he said.” - Falaila
Rip, Shingo’s wallet ~ P
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First meeting prt 2
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"More Sake, my Lord?" You offered your services to the stygian haired man with a gentle smile. With the gentle moonlight shining down, you'd cursed at the moon for being such a tease!
"Please." He gestures at the cup, so you pour him some.
"Are you enjoying yourself, my lord?" You asked as he took a few sips.
" If I'm not, what else would you offer me?" Returning the question back to you. You know how to handle guests like him.
" I can play you some music, my Lord. “
“No need, we might disturb others.”
“If one were to play, which would you prefer?”
“Whatever the ‘heart’ desires.” That’s farce, both you and him know it. Even more so if the heart has different ideas.
“I have a few songs in mind, my lord.”
“Excellent.”
“What is your name?”
“Hú dié-"
" I meant your actual name, dear."
" We are not allowed to disclose that, dear sir. But you are allowed to know my stage name."
" I see, tell me then. What are your thoughts on visions?" Given what you have known about Harbingers, they don't possess any vision, yet have access to this dangerous version of it from what Fuuka told you.
" Well, everyone has ambitions, no mountain could be climbed in a 'proper' way even if one has no vision. Ordinary people have their own ways, they just can't see it."
" Hmm."
" Though, just as ambitions drive a person. It all depends if one would do anything to achieve it… What about you sir? Are you more of a wait and see person, or rushing head first?"
" That's none of your concern. But if you wish to know, I'm more of the former."
" That's good, having said that. If you keep to yourself at the sidelines, you might miss an opportunity. "
" Speaking of.. " And so he started to talk your ear off a few of his theories, it is interesting to hear them. Too bad you can't disclose them to anyone else.
When it is time to play music for the others, your fingers couldn’t help fidget a little, anxious in the inside of the next piece. You tried to invite Pantalone into the games that the others had prepared, but he declined saying it's too childish of him to do so. Knowing people like him aren’t satisfied with the service, so you offered a session over tea to calm his mind. Surprisingly, he accepted it.
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2nd meeting
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You never really expect him to come back, done that, time to move on with your boring life. Yet why did he meet you after turning into a Geisha for a short formal meeting with Lord Fuyu, who was your first visitor as a certified professional.
“Welcome, honored guests.” You bowed to them, serving them drinks and letting them drink first before you did. “Sir, if I may." Lord Fuyu, made a gesture for you to proceed. " Thank you, the passage here is rather treacherous. I suggest going through here, there is a cavern that your merchandise could pass through." You point at the narrow path where a small pack of slimes congregate. "It shouldn't be too hard to deal with slimes there."
" I say, that does sound like a wonderful idea. How about you, Lord Harbinger. What are your thoughts?” Lord Fuyu says, though wanting to hear more thoughts on the matter.
“It does raise a point, but the risk of damaging the goods is present.” The Harbinger hummed.
“Thank you for considering the prospect, my Lord.” You bowed at the two high ranking gentlemen.
“I'm definitely going to give you a recommendation, Hú dié!” Fuyu smiled at you.
“You flatter me, Lord Fuyu. I only gave you another option to ponder over.”
“Meals are on me.” Fuyu laughed.
“Lord Fuyu, ah … Never mind. Shall I play a song for you instead?” You were about to remind him that it would be an additional price, though. You’ll just tell your Mada to try and lessen the pay.
“Yes, please. Hú dié.”
“Of course.” Once you played the Zither after folding the sleeves a bit, you specialized in the Liyue style of music. Never forgetting where you hailed from, even if they tried to mold you into this ‘perfect’ woman they idealized. Or were you just scared of change and trying to convince yourself that you’ll be unrelenting as the mountains?
That thought haunted your very being to this day, revealing such sadness hidden within the upbeats of the strings. Each note made it look like you’re just caressing it. You will have to apologise for ruining the music to them.
“No need to be sorry, Hú dié. You played wonderfully, here a toast as your first customer in the industry!”
“Thank you, truly sir.”
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“Greetings, Lord Harbinger.” You bowed and greeted him by the door after closing. “Thank you for requesting me.”
“I wanted to thank you for the suggestion, and answers to a few questions.”
“You may, my Lord. But fair warning, I cannot speak what I shouldn’t voice out.”
“That’s a pity, oh well. What can you tell me about your madam?”
Think carefully of your words, since the reputation of your madam is on the line. “Lady Wong is an honorable one, she has connections nearly all over the country and this tea house is only one of the many branches of the Wong wealth.”
“You’re from Liyue, no?” He gambled a guess.
“That is correct, I do not come from here. I am grateful to my Mada who let me serve under her wing.”
“Servitude relationship?” Another assumption by the banker.
“If you look at it in a stranger’s view, yes. But I owe alot to her.” That is no lie, Lord Shingo could attest to that . “Would you like me to offer you some tea? I still owe you one from a while ago.”
“I AM a tad curious about one of your specialties, Hú dié.”
“I will begin, Lord Harbinger.” Smiling before gathering the necessary items for the tea ceremony. It's a somewhat long process, while along the way you taught him how to enjoy fresh grind tea. “The locals here preferred the taste as is, but you may add some sweetness to it. If you want, I know of a place where we could have some traditional sweets.” Offering your service again.
“That would be lovely, Hú dié.”
“Since this is your first time as my guest, I’ll tell Mada to not charge you for it.” Knowing how they charge for a ‘party’.
“Do you do this to all of your guests?” Pantalone’s voice lace with a tease but his smile tells a different story.
“It depends on the customer, just think of it as an ‘Inazuman’ welcome from me.” He pondered over it.
“I’ll look forward to it.”
You and him spend a wonderful time at a local but popular sweet shop. “My apologies if it’s not up to your standards, Lord Harbinger.”
“Oh no, it's alright. It is quite the experience, miss Hú dié.”
“Thank you for visiting me, Lord Harbinger.”
“Please, call me Pantalone when we’re alone.”
“Of course, Pantalone.”
But that wasn’t the end of your meeting with him, even though your tiny fan base. You’re still making enough cash to meet your quota. At least no tea grinding for you.
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?th meeting
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Another day to be spent with a certain Harbinger today, he made a rather strange request to let you wear something else. "The 9th Harbinger had told me to hand this to you when he arrived.” A servant gave you a set of clothes. Its material felt cool to the touch, subtle shimmer of the scarf’s fabric. “You have 1600 hours.” She notifies before leaving you to get ready.
Once worn, it dawned on you that the outfit is made out of silk… the highest quality of it. "Why would he… ?" Mumbling to yourself until a servant came in and told you that your guest had arrived. Climbing up the stairs, being careful to not disturb the others. “Greetings, Lord Harbinger.” Bowing to him at the door of the room before entering and closing it.
“Come in, come in, Hú dié. We have so much to discuss.” For some odd reason it made your gut wrenched, dismissing it the thought away. Thinking you’re just nervous.
“What would you like to talk about Lord Harbinger?”
“It's Pantalone, Hú dié.” He reminded, it felt odd not using any of the honorifics with guests like you’re trained to.
“Understood, Pantalone.”
"So Hú dié, how are you today?"
“Rather fine, though, you don’t have to let me wear something so extravagant.” With the long sleeves, you covered half of your face.
“And what’s wrong with being able to look nice? Here, a small token for helping in our arrangement.” He pulled out a clothed item and handed it over to you. Opening it, it reveals a silver hair ornament with a tinge of blue gems.
“I cannot accept this.”
“Nonsense, then think of it as my personal gift as an acquaintance of mine.”
“Here.” He went over to place it in her hair. “Looks wonderful.” Added, followed by a satisfied sigh.
“I humbly thank you again. Lord Harbinger Pantalone.” You went back to using honorifics and titles. Though, he seemed to be in a pleasant mood right now to notice it.
“Oh, that reminds me, I have recently procured a fresh batch of black currants from a partnered company. Will you give it a taste?” You had heard of the wild berries that garnered a few attention from wine brewers to create a new refreshing booze somewhere in Mondstadt. After he tries to convince you of tasting it, you try a handful of it.
"How sweet, yet so strange" You plop a few berries in, though noticed that the black currants had an odd aftertaste as soon as you bit it.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it, I shall procure more for you in the future.”
“Really, you don’t have to.”
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You haven’t been able to sleep properly afterwards, every movement given to you became taxing than the last. "You don't look so well… " Pantalone worried over you a few days ago,
"I'm fine, just a little woozy." (e/c) looking over to the opened window.
'I wonder what it's like to fall off a building?' Mind, mortified at your own thoughts.
"We could continue this another time if you want to rest." Pantalone placed his hand on yours, making you flinch at the contact. ‘Would he like bite marks?.’
“N-no, you came all this way to see me, it would be rude of me to shoo you away.” It isn’t like you to be this… Expressive.
“ Have you always had these… Things on?” Curiously, moving his hand from yours to touch the black speckled earring that latched onto your ear.
“The one who helped me lent me it.” He hummed, leaning closer for closer inspection. “Ah, lord Pantalone. Would you like for me to dance for you?” Hoping to transfer the attention to something else, especially when he’s being charged per hour. The consistent woe wormed insistently to your brain. Those closed eyed expressions show no signs of social cues. Though all he gave is an exasperated sigh, with the wave of his hand, he allowed you to do as you pleased.
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Again, he had requested you. This time he brought you outside of the tea house once more. It's growing late with some of the people retreating to their homes. Stopping at a wooden bridge with the view of the rising moon.
"Pantalone… You can’t request me again after this.” You looked at him dead straight in the eye, trying to hold back some tears. You could hear them, those damnable whispers that tempt you.
The raven haired Harbinger stood there in silence, trying to process what the young entertainer had said. “What..?” He felt your dainty hand caressing his cheek. Your eyes trailed down to his neck, another utter within your mind had tried to nudge you in a certain direction.
You gulp in anticipation, pulling your hand back before another intrusive thought enters your mind. “You can't love me, I'm chained to my occupation. All those words and praises are just part of my job." The 9th Harbinger tried to hold your hand, only for you to give him a wide berth. You had to do this, NEED to.
“This isn’t over.” He declared, face twisted in anger, looking at you but the geisha already left.
“Goodbye, My Lord Harbinger.” Whispering into the wind as voices in your mind grew louder to turn back and push him off the bridge.
'Failure… Failure… Failure!'
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After that, you've been relieved from being a Geisha, and decided to work as a tea grinder or servant rather so you and him wouldn’t meet. Or so you thought he would give up, but here you are, trapped between the kitchen counter and him.
"Greetings, lovely night. Isn't it?" 'Kill', the only thought that runs through your head once you see him. Head pulsating, commanding you to bend to its will. You could feel your ear getting warm.
" Lord Pantalone, I told you: we cannot meet." He had his hands on either side, leaving no egress for you. Hahahaha! I wonder how tasty his blood could be?
" Shh, be a quiet little gem. Or else they'll hear us." You could have sworn he'd hear the beating of your own heart as well, squeezing as if to threaten you to do the whims of your dark ‘desires’.
Pantalone snapped you out of it when he mentioned your Matron's title"-I waited long enough for you. Me and that Madam of yours talked earlier."
‘Choke him… He might look cute with it.’ That thought made you teared up
" Ah.. " a blush crept to your face, his head going close to your neck.
" Stay still." He commanded. (e/c) widen the moment you gaze at your dominant hand reaching in to grab the knife that you were cutting veggies earlier.
Adrenaline flowed through your veins. "Stop!" Your wails of agony echoed in the room. Using your body to push away the stunned bifocal man. " Pantalone, get away from me!" The tempo of your heart raced even more once you had seen the work you had done to protect him. Tears fell down your face as your own hand stabbed the possessed arm. Impaling his gift hairpin deeper into your shoulder. Delirious, as the buzzing dark hymns try to implore you to bend to their will. "Shut up, shut up shuddup!"
Shouts of his bodyguards grew near. Wails formed from your mouth unlike ever before heard in the settlement, falling over to the ground. Red fluid escaped from your shoulder, digging the pin deeper as your haunted body re-attempts to assassinate your dear patron, your friend.
Jaw quivers as you let out a screech, feeling hands all over your body to restrain you. Muddled voices that mend together. ‘Unloved?’, it irked you to no end as the mind-numbing darkness swallowed you whole. Leaving you a bloody mess under the distraught guest, Pantalone.
~ Brief pov swap~
“So you basically kidnapped her?” Dottore seemed miffed, examining the tiny thing that unlatched from the rogue geisha.
“In my defense, she attacked me, so I have the right to investigate.” Pantalone replied.
“Sure, whatever, this doesn’t seem like a genuine Kodoku, it crumbles too easily.”
“You sure know this.” looking at the littered documents that sprawled all over the table and down on the floor next to it.
“But of course I have knowledge of this. I am curious on how it was developed and have a person under your control. Though alas, I have no leads for it. At least, not a live one that's for sure. " Chuckling to himself as the dreadful Doctor faces the Regrator, “I do not have sufficient funds for it if you wish for me to pursue that trail.” Of course, he would want more.
“How could someone obtain it?”
Mask face showed a frown of displeasure. “That’s the same question I’ve asked every alchemist- no, lunatics I’ve found. Their answers are all similar; ‘ love’.” That’s saying something if the loon doctor dubbed them so.
“And here I thought you’d have answers.”
Walking towards his work bench, Dottore spoke. “Even a Summa Cum Laude could fail a simple entrance exam..”
“Maybe I should have asked Sandrone instead.” That made the Doctor stop in his tracks.
“You keep that hussy out of this.” Hissed the red eyed doctor, true they have been partners in a few projects. But to imply a mere puppeteer is more superior than him, think again.
Pantalone gave a rather mocking smile that thinned and reached his ears. “Oh? Is the wise doctor so afraid of a little filly outsmarting him?”
“Zip that mouth lover-boy. This research would take a bit, but I’m sure Zeta wouldn’t mind figuring it out.” The cyan haired man huffs, placing the shattered pill size poison on a piece of cloth then pocketing it. Not even Pantalone is sure if the person before him is the Doctor himself or not.
“Do you have any idea on how to obtain it?” Asking again, like a child stuck in a question cycle. The outcast flared his nose, Dottore tossed his research papers from a desk at the banker. It’s five pages long, and the majority of it is crossed out words and scribbled nonsense.
“Now, leave me in peace. I wish to have alone time with my newest creation.” Ah, yes. ‘Creation’ one that spells abomination down to the poor souls of the icy nation.
“Your handwriting is as terrible as always.“ The wealthy man complained.
“Oh.” Unhinged man let out a little titter, “How insensitive of me, I did not think of those who cannot fathom my wits.”
“Listen here you-!” Pantalone was about to shout profanities at the wise doctor of Snezhnaya until a harsh knock on the door interrupted their spat.
“Lord Harbinger Pantalone, we have found the suspect!”
The fox-faced business man clicked his tongue. “Tch, rough them up before I get there. Keep them barely alive!” Looking back at the documents, there’s something about this ‘Kodoku’ having various forms, including gas. “Hmm…”
~You~ (After two weeks)
“Mm?” Groaning as your arm seems to ache, remembering that moment with Pantalone. A tear escaped your eye while your head felt like it’ll split open the moment you tried to sit up. Picking things up with your injured dominant hand proves to be a trial as it jitters before the item falls out of your grasp. The room's clean, obviously it isn't yours since it’s vastly different from the nation of eternal traditional style. Observing your wound that’s been patched up, and your clothes too have changed into a simple, long, night robe.
The door opened, revealing Pantalone “____, are you feeling well?” Out of fear, you move your body towards the bed's headboard, your back meets the cold metallic frame. Apologies after apologies, you desperately tried to put space between you and him. A sad look appeared on his face as he neared you. “It’s alright, you aren’t going to hurt me. And I know that.” sitting down on the plush bed that you're on.
Eyes bawled out streams of tears as dark thoughts invaded your mind once more. “Pantalone, just please. Don’t come any closer!”
Twitchy hands, flinched at the notion of the black haired man holding your hand. “See, you can’t hurt me. Please, tell me what happened.”
Grotesque images of various scenarios danced around your mind. “It- just won’t leave me alone!” Swatting his hands away from you, that feeling of warm blood coated your hand haunts you as if to embrace this ill-thoughts.
“Shh, shhh, I’m here. Please, talk to me and everything will be alright.” Pantalone captured your helpless, frail, body in his embrace. Sobs escaped from you, all those years of training to show no emotion, wasted on a failure like you.
Ugly tears fell and unto the luxurious coat that he often wears. “Please tell me it isn’t real. That you’re not just some sick joke…” He petted your hair, trying to calm you down.
A smile creeped up on his face. “I promise, my little gem. I am real, alive and well thanks to you. You may rest easy, my love.”
“Pantalone…”
He leans in to kiss you, stiffening at his sudden behavior, “Do you need further proof than that?” Speechless, he only chuckled at your response. Finding it your puffy red eyes, mixed with muddled bafflement. “ I honestly doubt you’ll be welcomed back at the tea house after that. Why don’t you stay for a while? And I’ll help you get some help.”
“But, I’ll just be a burden to you.” True, but with no home. And no definitive skills for any work outside the tea house, you’re good as dead in the working world.
“Dear, if you were. I wouldn’t be treating you like this.” He got you there, knowing this man wouldn’t take no for an answer. “I was recommended this type of incense to ease the mind. Would you like to join me?” Pantalone smiled.
(the dessert scene) / r18+!
The sweet scent invaded your nose as you felt so relaxed under his touch. “See? You just needed to wash your stress away…” Pantalone insisted that you should lean on him. Everything felt fuzzy, warm and sticky. You tried to talk but it only fell upon deaf ears.
“That feels good, right?” He rubbed your shoulders, his hands drifting down to your chest soon enough, groping you. Pantalone smiles triumphantly as he sees how dazed his beloved entertainer is. “Don’t worry, there’s more to it than that, my dear gem. I won’t lose you like last time." Feeling his fingers pressing up against your clothed pussy, chuckling when you try to lean closer to his hand. "So eager." Kissing the side of your head before teasing you, taking his time.
"P-pant…!” You groaned as your muscles ease up. Drool drips down from your chin, earning a chuckle from him.
“I told you to be patient.” He chastised you as he pinched your nipple and leaned down to lick the other one after adjusting both of your positions. Your melodious moans are music to his ears.
Breath hitched, feeling his trousers tighten underneath you. “Sing more, my gem. Praise me, love me, worship me.” His tongue left your tit for that prize he set his eyes upon. Letting your upper body lay upon the bed, knowing full well you wouldn’t resist this.
Now he’s towering over you, taking off the coat, jacket, everything followed by stripping you down naked. Taking a moment or two to fully save the scene in front of him. Pulling on your thighs, bringing you closer to him. You could feel the warm and twitching cock that’s on top of your wet cunt.
“P-pwehse …!” You sobbed in feverish need of him in you. Any rational thinking had been thrown out of the window by now. He chortles and kisses those tears away, your arms wrapped around his neck.
"Of course, anything for you my gem." His eyes met with yours, those odd shaped pupils taking form. He relishes in the rush feeling as he rubbed his shaft on your aching little bud then shoving his own tip in you, panting. Your warm walls squeezing him tight and snug.
In a few moments, he grabbed your legs and had it over his shoulders to have a better angle. "You're mine… mine … mine … mine!" He moans every time his hips meet with yours. The squelching noises grew louder. Your hands pulled him closer kissing him, swirling your tongue together, ragged breathing became apparent that you're nearing your end. Pantalone hurried and chase his own pleasure.
Unaware of a third person by the door observing the two beyond their door, writing on their paper. Undisturbed of the grunts that resonated from their test subjects' intense love-making. " Due to the subject being vulnerable to the first dose of Kodoku, they're easily susceptible to the incense. Though it is unclear if they are still under the effects of the first drug. Further research is needed.” They concluded before hearing the poor girl letting out a loud cry of pleasure.
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A/N: please do tell me if you want the after story and or Pantalone’s side of the story. Criticism is often welcome, but if it’s about the accuracy of the Geisha occupation, not that.
“This could have gone better, my dear Puppeteer. Or have those thoughts gotten to you again?” - Scribe
“Don’t listen to him! It’s fine as is!”- Falaila
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