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fanyyy444 · 2 months

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I hate negative, dishonest, fake, unfair, liars, gossipy, closed minded, pessimistic, revengeful people with my whole heart. (Both personally and generally saying)

LITERALLY, it costs nothing to AT LEAST say "thank you" after you get a reading, literally. Don't be so fucking rude and ungrateful.

EVERYONE MUST THANK THE READERS FOR THEIR READINGS AFTER RECEIVING IT, OTHERWISE YOU ARE BEING FUCKING RUDE AND UNGRATEFUL. Keep that ALWAYS in mind and ALWAYS be kind to everyone AND with yourself too.

I tried to help you, I gave you advices and told you comforting words, but still, you kept being so rude, negative, UNGRATEFUL amd revengeful. I understand that you gone through a lot and life may be hard for you right now, BUT YOU DON'T FUCKING COOPERATE, HOW DO YOU WANT THINGS TO IMPROVE IF YOU KEEP DOUBTING AND BLOCKING YOURSELF??? Being so negative??! I was actually very excited to talk to you because I thought we were becoming good friends already, even tho I felt it already, I felt that it wouldn't work because of your negativity. And it's really not the first time I cut cords with you, I hope now it lasts forever, and sadly, I also hope that your life fucking gets better, it's not the first time I'm saying that too.

Most of the readings this person asked me for were negatively about people in her life, she asked if certain people will get their karma 3 or more times actually?? This doesn't fucking matter at all. If someone ever do wrong with another person, THEY WILL GET WHAT THEY DESERVE, you don't need to obsess over that nor ask tarot for clarification, people will get nothing more, nothing less, than what they deserve from what they did to you, whether it was good or not.

Her energy feels so heavy, and yeah, it's in a bad way. I should've done other readings instead of her's, I LITERALLY ABSORBED HER NEGATIVITY, my neck and back started to hurt very much as usual(When it happens) and I also made some wrong decisions a few minutes later😒 Decisions that literally could've turned into a whole drama in my personal life but thankfully the Universe protected me as always. ❤️❤️❤️

My deck even needed a cleanse😔

I really tried to help you, with many ways, but she kept saying she doubts it and stuff. You doubt your own self? Your own power?? Your life is miserable like that because YOU'RE blocking yourself, and you keep affirming negativity in your life. You were always complaining that you don't have friends, the cards said for you to be more open and receptive to people, etc. You said you already are which is obviously a lie, you're always complaining that people don't like you and that you think that too(Of course if you think that way, that way things must be), that you will never get a job again, that you need a damn boyfriend, actually what you only need right now is HEALING, just a damn healing, but as expected, you're blocking yourself from receiving the miracles and you keep focusing on the hard and bad side of your life instead. You need changes? Make them! Nothing (Good) will happen if you just keep complaining about your life and everything.

I can't handle negative and pessimistic people, I just really can't.

She said she didn't called someone x thing, BUT, after I already have done her reading, she revealed that she did tease him a bit and all, it wasn't completely my fault that the reading didn't resonated, tell the truth or tell nothing, lies are definitely not an option here. Tarot NEVER lies, it's a fact. Of course there may be certain reasons why your cards didn't resonated at all, you have to be clear on your question, and fair too, DO NOT TELL LIES, only tell the truth, tell the complete, whole and REAL story.

I really wanted to share this with you all, I actually felt like I would explode if I didn't talked about it here😭😭 Please, always be kind to tarot readers, and treat them like REAL HUMANS, NOT TAROT MACHINES or whatever(Treat them like humans, or vampires, fairies, mermaids, elfs or whatever they are lol..You got what I meant😭 Lol sorryyy, I had to do that joke, I'm too obsessed with magical thingies recently..).

Soo, recapping it lol, treat ALL tarot readers just like the normal humans they are, DO NOT treat them like your personal spiritual-stalking machine and stuff(Again making jokes Stefany??😭😭). And please, PLEASE, tell them thanks for the readings you get(Always, would be best). Remember that tarot requires energy and we can't waste our energy ALL THE TIME and also with certain questions.......

Like, to be honest..There are easier ways to discover if ABC has feelings for you, or anything lol, I'm just giving an (Really bad lol) example. Sometimes the answer or truth is right in front of us but we keep looking at the opposite side, or ignoring it, or not seeing it at all(Stop being blind, this goes especially for the love people here👌🏻), etc etc...

Like yeah, stop being blind or deaf about it, maybe if you pay more attention, just a little bit more🤏🏻 You'll finally get the answer.

Alsoo, be really KIND, don't ask like 100+ questions at once, as I said, tarot requires energy, and we, the readers, sometimes get really drained by doing a lot of readings non stop, and so gets our cards by the way, my babies please don't forget to cleanse your tarot and oracle decks too at least 1-2 times in a week, or sometimes more, depending on how much you used it, etc etc.

And for those who need to hear it, don't underestimate or doubt your power, some days are really hard to deal with but we will survive! Some situations or things may seem impossible, or it may seem like we're gonna really die because it's so hard and overwhelming that we can't handle it, but we can, YOU can! Try your bestest best to not be negative or pessimistic, there is always a solution for a problem, even if you're currently not seeing it, you'll realize it at the right moment. Learn from your mistakes and don't make them ever again. Become stronger and stronger every passing day, DON'T GIVE UP, hear me, don't give up. This won't last forever, I wish y'all a better life, more money for those who need it, more love for those who need it, more peace for those who need❤️ You can do it and you will, you're never alone.

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science-lings · 1 month

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idk if I'm going to ever write for it so I'm gonna put it here, my reborn Yatagarasu AU. I guess if I get a little encouragement I'll want to write it more but I have to get some thoughts out or I will explode.

It started because I thought Beanix and Kay should meet and do crimes together. I think they should fight corruption and be overly dramatic while annoying Edgeworth. I mean, think about it, in the first game, Phoenix's whole thing was exposing notorious blackmailers and corrupted officials and generally being unafraid of facing mob families when everyone else is kinda scared to take any action.

before the cut to so much rambling, I need to get one question out of the way so...

anyway, lore below, I just didn't want to put that under the cut where no one will read far enough to see it lol

That and he also has experience with eccentric thieves. Also, they're both named after mythical birds and named specifically to be silly with their dialogue ('Mr. Wright, right?' "Kay 'kay?'). I also just want a reason for them to pose as father and daughter and be able to pull it off perfectly.

Now for actual plot stuff, I am of the opinion that Phoenix has acquired some weird-ass skills that he uses in weird-ass ways, I mean in canon he has a talent for bluffing and he uses it to absolutely dominate at poker. So I'm thinking this guy, who hasn't risked his life in over a year, fresh out of leads to fight the case with his disbarment, needs enrichment. This comes in the form of Kay investigating him out of interest as his role of 'that man' and discovering that he's pretty neat actually. She looks at his case files and finds him silly enough to recruit for a new project.

The re-emergence of the Yatagarasu is directly correlated to the dark age of the law and the increasing corruption practically everywhere. The law makers and law keepers of Japalifornia ignore the truth for their own self interest and that is Not Good. Kay recruits Ema, who is interning at the police department and on her way to becoming a detective turned forensic investigator. She is also stem girl extraordinaire who wants to use her tech for good and not to help the police. Funded by Franziska (because the best use of Manfred's fuck you money is actively fighting the corruption he was a part of) the Yatagarasu plan to expose as much corporate and legal filth as possible. Because to build a new legal system, the other one must be destroyed a bit.

In comes Phoenix, who through past cases and his work at the Borsht Bowl, just happens to have a pretty good amount of criminal connections. He's inconspicuous, already kind of undercover, and he knows how to get people to talk. He's disillusioned with the law and settled into a character that requires him to convincingly act at all times. Also his daughter is a magician and I think it would be really funny for him to learn a little sleight of hand and how to use throwing knives only for him to turn around and use those skills for Crime.

In return for info and his help with the Yatagarasu project, Phoenix gets more assistance in his investigation into Kristoph, which makes it easier to keep him and Trucy safe. Also in this AU Kristoph is worse and more invasive and more willing to cause problems if he catches Phoenix learning too much. Every one of their shared dinners consists of Kris poisoning Phoenix's wine and them switching it until they're both confused and Phoenix ends up drinking it but survives anyway.

Another part of this AU that I would want to touch upon would be Phoenix's reputation outside of being a fallen famous lawyer. I think that his work getting multiple mob members, prosecutors, a police chief, and generally terrifyingly powerful people incarcerated would get him noticed by people. I like to think that he's trying his best to look pathetic and depressed but the whispers around him make him sound kind of terrifying and it's only because of that that he feels secure enough to take Trucy along with him to the bowl for poker matches. He also is trying to learn her perceiving power, which he can't do but he does get really good at silently communicating with Trucy to the point that they become a kind of terrifying duo.

I just... weird girl crime group (Maya is not allowed, she'll just get falsely accused of murder again)

#this is all just an elaborate plot to get Phoenix to pretend to be Kay's parent so they can commit fraud #it's already canon that phoenix only cares about the crime of murder #he thinks thievery is a fun crime just as long as no one gets died #his sister got her culturally and personally important urn stolen and he was like 'lol funney masked man'#he appreciates the theatrics of the filler cases #i mean seriously they're all at a tv studio and a circus and with a dramatic heist #he can appreciate a good performance #Yatagarasu Reborn AU #Fem!Phoenix AU #phoenix wright #ace attorney #kay faraday #ema skye #pwaa #i hope this made sense i kinda just put words here

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belit0 · 9 months

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Unbreakable bond part 2!!🥺💞

Unbreakable Bond (part 2)

You demand, and I shall give🙌🏻🙌🏻 it took me longer than expected because, when completing half of the chapter, I deleted it all and started over (lol). The Izuna I was writing was not as I wanted him to be, so I started from scratch in order to portray him exactly as I wished. I decided this story is not going to be beautiful and full of love. It's going to have angst and raw material, sex (consensual), and death (also love and nice feelings, but not mostly!!).

Izuna had to step back and think, evaluate the situation calmly, and decide what to do about it. Carefully pondering things was never his forte, always making impulsive decisions on the spot without analyzing a single thing, guided by his instincts and bodily sensations.

Madara has been trying for too many years to get him to use his head in times of pressure, but he always preferred his muscles and intuition.

In this case, his physical system screamed one thing and his mind demanded another.

He knows what his mission is, he knows what he must do and how he must do it, when and why, but something inside prevents him from doing so. This human is unlike any other with whom he has had to carry out a contract, and she is making his duty impossible to fulfill.

Izuna has seen too many people grow up in his lifetime, with too many deals on his back to even count. He remembers the first mission he was entrusted with, and his flawless execution of it as if it were yesterday.

His older brother had been proud of him, and his Leader even gave him a smile of approval. Everything had gone perfectly and since then, the demon fell into a familiar and simple routine.

Go to the human realm, fulfill his contract, return with the reward, and repeat the process.

He could never remember the faces of any of the humans with whom he worked, ignoring their existence once those tedious twenty years were up. He couldn't recall their expressions upon meeting for the first time, nor how they screamed and begged for mercy upon being transformed.

However, this human was different. From her first moments of life, Izuna felt a strange and powerful connection between the two of them, something different. He could not calculate how many people he had to deal with, but he never felt any respect for them.

With (Y/N) it was different.

He caught himself grinning at the girl's accomplishments, an unfamiliar warmth invading his chest and making him feel uncomfortable. He shared her negative feelings when things didn't go her way, and radiated hatred if anyone dared to look at her with heated intentions.

Izuna always did the bare minimum to keep his human alive until the time was right, acting like a trustworthy angel and earning the person's trust, lulling them into a false sense of security that would explode the moment they met face to face.

With her, he could not help but impart brutality to anyone who had bad intentions.

Leader's orders were always extremely clear to everyone, and no one ever dared to disobey them for fear of the consequences. His clan would go out into the human world with an objective, a mission to accomplish, and once the task was performed, they would return home with the reward. It was a simple system, devised to be flawless and work perfectly, ideas that shaped him from his first moment of existence.

Yet, here he was, running away from his human and creating distance between them in order to think. The time had finally come to follow Madara's advice and evaluate the situation, although he knew his brother would be shooting flames out of his eyes if he could see him right now.

Let's not even talk about the Leader...

Izuna leaps from branch to branch at full speed, forgetting for a moment the large pair of wings decorating his back. He has no way to control his breathing, completely agitated and out of his mind to understand things clearly.

The time had come to see (Y/N) and execute the mission he has been waiting to complete for twenty years, but the girl had a mishap that almost put her out of the game. Izuna solved it without problems, triggering the issue when finally able to touch her, skin to skin, with no barrier of protection in between.

After years of being her invisible guardian, Izuna had never had the chance to feel her physically or be in direct contact with her. He got used to becoming her shadow, always close but separated by a wall only to be breached on her twentieth birthday.

As 12:00 came and the girl was almost suffocating from nerves and food, Izuna dared to touch her for the first time. The effect was immediate and he could only resist long enough to save her, make sure she was breathing smoothly, and leave her lying on the floor, having to escape on the spot.

As he wrapped his hands around her stomach and helped her push to free her airway, Izuna felt his entire body catch fire. His fangs throbbed with the need to bite, his claws with the urge to dig into something urgently, and his wings quivered with pure satisfaction.

He'd never felt subdued like that before, let alone by a human under contract. His reaction was something entirely new to him, a side of himself he was unaware of, fleeing the scene before doing something he would regret.

An instinctive, animalistic part roars with need within him as he turns away from (Y/N), demanding he go back to her. The girl had fainted but was safe, and Izuna would not be able to make it back until he discovered what was going on with him.

After what felt like hours of jumping through the shadows of the night, the demon stopped dead in his tracks, feeling a strange sensation in his chest. It was the same he had experienced when he touched her, and the physical distance he imposed between them did not help to dispel the sensation. Unable to account for his body's reactions, Izuna unloads his fists against the logs around him, screaming in rhythm with a savage beating to nature.

He wants to set everything on fire, destroy the place, run back to her and take her in his arms, finally look her in the eyes, rip his heart out of his chest, and stop the strange thing inside him, all at the same time.

His mind is a mess and his body calls for violence, death, and blood. It's a familiar mix, but he had never been triggered by such a situation before.

"What would Madara do... Fuck!"

He was supposed to complete his mission when the clock struck 12:00, just as he has been doing for millennia. Wait for the human to be expectant and happy to finally meet their "angel", and strike brutally when the invisibility barrier disappeared between the two.

An easy, simple routine, always straightforward to perform, but one he would not be able to carry out with this girl. He had the perfect opportunity to convert her just as (Y/N) lost consciousness, but his body demanded an unplanned escape and the postponement of his task.

He sits on the forest floor, surrounded by a terrain reduced to dust and ruins. Nearby humans would hear the commotion, and soon there would be several angels searching the area for the origin of such a disaster.

With his head in his hands and elbows on his knees, he tries to dwell, reflect, and decide. He has to act now, with the clock ticking in all directions. If he doesn't go back home with his target served soon, they'll be out looking for him, and things could get ugly.

Izuna knows the consequences of a failed mission, he's seen what happens to those demons who can't comply, and he doesn't want to be the focus of the Leader's wrath any time soon.

With his thoughts tangled and that nagging feeling in his chest, he lifts his face and begins to flap his wings from the ground, slowly peeling himself off the surface and setting out back to the scene he fled from.

He may not be able to create flawless strategies like his older brother, but the demon knows exactly what his body and gut instinct tells him to do. For the first time in his long existence, he will ignore every known routine and break the rules, making an exception for that human.

(Y/N) cannot be converted, and he will go to great lengths to avoid it.

......

The girl regains consciousness little by little and sits up on the bathroom floor, remembering what happened. Her throat hurts as if she had swallowed a razor blade, and her stomach seems to have taken quite a beating.

She becomes aware of her surroundings and notices her angel is not at the scene.

A little disappointed and saddened by all that has happened, she realizes perhaps the celestial being could not wait to see her wake up, having other matters to attend to. They probably have a very busy schedule and many responsibilities, so it was comprehensible.

She sat up slowly, still dizzy and somewhat groggy. As best she could, she made it to bed, her body needing rest after the situation, and decided she would clean up the mess tomorrow. The night had been chaotic, and she calculated by the clock about two hours without consciousness. Estimating that the blackout time was a mixture of her misfortune and the exhaustion of her workday, she decided to get a good night's restful sleep.

There was a hollowness in her chest at the absence of her guardian, having had them by her side since the very beginning of her life. It was the first time (Y/N) could not detect them in the atmosphere, and their absence felt as if a part of her body was missing.

All her mental preparation went down the drain, with the introduction being put off until the moment her companion returned. Part of her was disappointed, and the other was dying of anxiety. This only meant further delaying the whole thing until the being could return from wherever it had gone, and they could finally see each other. She didn't know anyone who had almost died in the nick of time, so there was no reference to comfort her in this scenario.

Either way, her angel would return and they would be able to introduce themselves accordingly, despite her nerves.

She quickly changed into comfortable clothes for bed, and while opening the covers, an explosion of objects was heard in her living room. She kept that window always open at night because of the heat, letting in the pleasant night breeze to cool the place down a bit.

Startled and surprised, she froze, debating whether to panic or not. Her body was shaken by the experience, and her mind was a mess of simultaneous thoughts. She could not decide if being alarmed by the noise was simply an exaggeration of her current state, or if she should genuinely consider it a threat. The night had already been too eventful for any other occurrence.

It might have been the wind, knocking objects around the room if a fair amount of it suddenly began to circulate, but there were footsteps following the clatter and those weren’t caused by the weather. Someone was approaching quickly, moving with determination and haste toward her. She felt like a deer in front of a giant truck, about to be slammed into a fender and helpless to do anything about it.

Still holding the sheets of her half-opened bed, (Y/N) watches as a tall, burly man crosses the doorway, red eyes glowing in the darkness. She can make out one folded wing behind his back but fails to see the other. The image is odd and terrifying considering the time of the night, and the fact she’s home alone and spontaneously confronted by an unfamiliar man appearing in her room.

A sense of edgy relaxation partially washes over her body as she realizes her angel came back to finally introduce himself, regaining the initial anxiety of what was about to happen. They would finally meet face to face, and her sense of trepidation at the event was automatically restored. She almost managed to give him a shaky smile, trying to pretend the situation didn't affect her at all, that is, of course, until she paid attention.

It is difficult to admire details in the darkness of the night and with the lights off, but she notices something particularly awful.

His wings are not white, but black.

#izuna #uchiha izuna #izuna uchiha #izuna uchiha x reader #uchiha izuna x reader #izuna x reader #naruto #naruto imagines #naruto shippuden #uchiha clan #naruto x reader #naruto scenarios #unbreakable bond

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a-la-campanella · 3 months

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Dreaming of Garbage

AKA misc. Tatalov lore dump lol

It's a little late now to be making an analysis post on the Sweet Dreams "Penacony "The Great Tatalov" video, but who cares? I'm still working an Interstellar Journey post and that video has been out for even longer.

The video, for the most part, alternates between two speakers: Shatana and Himeko. Shatana, of course, is Natasha (they share voice actors, and Shatana is an outright anagram of Natasha). Of the two, Shatana is the only one who actually mentions Tatalov outright. Himeko's voicelines can be read as entirely unrelated to the whole Tatalov plotline going on, so for the purposes of this post, I'm ignoring what she has to say.

Most players won't remember this, but the first mention of Tatalov actually occurred as far back as 1.0 through interacting with a trash can in Boulder Town. (Thanks to u/merofsilence for pointing it out, I didn't catch that!) The dialogue is about the defeat of Garbage King Tatalov, by the hands of a younger trash can.

I... highly doubt these roles are fulfilled by Sampo and the Trailblazer, mostly because even in dreams we'd be able to sus out that Sampo wouldn't talk like that, but I digress; it's a dream at the end of the day. (I also have my doubts about the big trash can that Sampo fights being Tatalov, but that's more likely.) Though I do think this will be the same end we see for Tatalov when we arrive in Penacony, though.

The scenes with garbage or those taking place in Belabog are from the Tatalov dream; everything else is from Penacony, or a dream-like version of the planet. One of the inspirations for Penacony seems to have been Inception, a movie about dreams within dreams; so there are layers to these dreams, right? Reality is Penacony as it truly is/the hotel, and the first level of the dream is where all the fun parts of Penacony are. This makes Tatalov's story in a later level.

I imagine that part of the Penacony story (minus the details of interactions with other characters and actual larger-scale conflict) will go something like this:

The Astral Express crew checks into the hotel on the planet and then gets escorted to their respective rooms to enter the dreaming state. After arriving at their rooms, everyone starts to sleep.

We encounter Firefly in the first level of the dream. The photos with Firefly? She's just showing us around. Seems to have been some kind of conflict we're protecting her from and a secret she's hiding from us, too.

Enter the next dream? Or we enter that dream later.

The Trailblazer's dream brings them back to a Belabog populated by Trash Cans (hence the setting being Belabog), where we reunite with our beloved trash and the Big Bad Sampo.

We meet Shatana, played by Natasha, and she begs us for our help to rise up against Tatalov, who regardless of if he is or isn't represented by Sampo, is the Great Evil we must defeat to save the trash.

She tells us, "since that thing from beyond the sky arrived here along with the Eternal Freeze, Tatalov's eyes have been blinded." The thing from beyond the sky is, perhaps, meant to be the Stellaron, and it turned Tatalov into a poor ruler (maybe a reference to Cocolia?). "We must force the Garbage King to mend his ways under the banner of Skyfire" is just fighting back against Tatalov. Skyfire is a curse we can apply on enemies from Foxian Tales of the Haunted to make them explode, dealing Fire DMG... so probably a reference to that, and a nod towards Preservation Trailblazer. If Skyfire here is meant to mean anything else, then my guess is as good as yours.

Firefly might be sharing this dream with us? We do seem to share the dream with her when exploring Penacony (re: speculation that she exists only in a dream), and there was a trash can next to us when we got bombed, followed by Firefly's comment of "what kind of nonsense is this?" Our dream is too much for her, whoops.

I have no fucking clue who Sampo is talking about when he says "Follow me, you two." Like, one of the two people is probably the Trailblazer, but I'm skeptical to assume the second person could be Shatana... so who knows. Maybe Firefly? Anyways, he appears at some point to get in our way and terrorize the trash cans. What a cruel, evil man...

Success(?) and defeat of Tatlov to follow. The dream might end there, or we might enter a new dream, who knows.

As all this is happening, everyone else is down to business and battle and whatever is going down apparently involves whales. Based off the rough timeline from White Night, this would be during the dreaming time.

It's an absurd story we've dreamt up, but given how fleshed out some of the details are and the full on movie poster at the end of the video, it's likely a story we've been thinking about for a while. Trailblazer's Main Character arc to save the Trash Cans!

Parts I wasn't sure where to fit in timeline-wise:

So a massive Sampo throwing us into to Penacony? That happened, I guess. It could be a dream or it could some Alice In Wonderland mushrooms shit, since there was a massive March at some point too, though that was in a dream, I think...

We may have crashed in front of Robin and Sunday after we were tossed down. The ground from the crater looks similar to the ground in the photos.

There's also a normal-sized "Sampo" (he seems to be manipulated by Sparkle, what with the koi fish flying out of the way to reveal him with glowing eyes) who puts us to sleep at some point outside of the Tatalov dream, perhaps to force us back into that dream.

The part with green framing? I guess that's Sam's POV since the green is similar to his wings. And Acheron teams up with Black Swan and the Trailblazer to fight Sam... why is Black Swan fighting. Does she have something personal against the Stellaron Hunters? She's literally a meme, what the fuck. This is before Acheron has drawn her sword, so this is a different point in time than the one shown in White Night.

There's a quick sequence that doesn't really mean a lot yet; some bubbles, the... watch thingy or whatever floating in Penacony (I didn't pay attention during the livestream, no clue what its called), and some ID cards or some shit. I can't make out the letters well enough to translate them to English but it's at 1:04 for anyone interested.

#honkai: star rail #hsr #recall and retrieve #building an accelerated tree #trailblazer #tatalov #sampo koski is back! even if it's just a dream!#watched inception last week for this lol #it is. a christopher nolan movie alright #the movie is fine but #I think he could benefit a lot from giving female characters a personality #he'd write better females characters if he just made them all male first then genderbent some later... </3

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treason-and-plot · 1 year

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BELATED REPLIES

@dandylion240

Wow Roy! Just wow! He has very low people reading skills when he wants something. He's like a steamroller charging full steam ahead flattening everything in his way. I don't think Anya is onboard with this idea. I think he should have at least waited until after he'd dicussed it with Violet and Sonya.

The steamroller analogy is perfect for how Roy operates! Once he wants, or thinks he is entitled to something, it's very difficult for him to take no for an answer. He also tends to have tunnel vision and it's hard for him to see others' POV. And he definitely wouldn't think he has any reason to discuss it with Sonia or Violet bc it's his house, dammit!

@batsheba

Jeeze Roy, seriously!? Anyone thinking this is a good idea should get their head examined. I hope the proposal is sex and not the other kind otherwise I think Anya's head may start exploding...

I suppose the proposal is sex from Roy's POV...now he's got Anya away from her family and set up in their own little love nest!

@windermeresimblr

This is not going to make Sonia get better. This would probably kill her from shock. Run away, Anya, run away!

@justanothersimsblog

Can't wait for Anya to tell *this* to her parents lol

@sweetnovember77

Apparently, everyone has the power to create their reality through manifestation. 🤷🏾‍♀️ Hopefully, everything goes according to Roy’s plan. 😂

I think that if anyone has the ability to make this scheme a reality, Roy does! He has an unshakeable faith in himself and fully believes himself capable of achieving anything he sets out to do. Roy approaches life with the expectation that he can solve any problem that arises and overcome any obstacle that's put in his way and if he can't...well, that's great too because he can turn it into a learning experience!

@kscriba

I know Anya is open-minded and easy-going, but I'd be running SO fast and far!!

It's difficult for me to say what I'd do...Hell, who am I kidding! It wouldn't be hard at all!

@zosa95

Roy has lost his damn mind. Why stop there, Roy? Move in Anya's parents while you're at it.

@wannabecatwriter

If this doesn't turn her off him, I don't know what else will.

@nectar-cellar

@zosa95 😂😂😭

@brannewjoint

oh wow i knew Roy was missing a couple screws but i think he's lost the whole damn toolbox lmaoo. this is a wild idea 💀

@curmudgeonness

Thinking is far from Roy's strong suit!

@parystrange

I don't even want to facepalm or headdesk. I'd probably knock myself out. Jeez Roy... you're so fucking dumb sometimes.

@shadysentinel

ROY. WHAT ARE YOU DOING

@muses-circle

Anya, welcome to Roy's World. It is bonkers. You might want to consider running 🤣 Roy, dude. You might be surprised to find Anya not as amenable to your next proposal as you think, not after the big damn nuke you just dropped. Geeeeeez.

@lilsisterg

😵‍💫🙃🤭Does he even want Sonia to get well?

@pixelatedpanic

Yeowch! Roy has big entitled man energy, very happy to talk the women in his life into whatever is most convenient for him. 🙄

'Entitled' is quite complimentary compared to some of the other things people have called him!

@queeniecook

He's actually put a lot of thought into this, maybe not all the correct thought. lol.

That's a very diplomatic way of looking at it! But as far as Roy is concerned, if he wants something, he will go after it with everything he's got and won't let anything stand in his way. Which is a) Admirable b) Crazy or c) Entitled depending on whom you talk to ;=). I personally tend to have a quite a bit of admiration for people who can focus so singlemindedly their goals, but at the same time Roy's tunnel-vision and selfishness can be pretty toxic.

@mysimsloveaffair

Roy has officially lost it. Sonia will never get better with this type of madness going on.

I'm hoping that some sanity can prevail once Sonia is well enough to share her thoughts on the proposal, otherwise things could get very nasty indeed. And yes, Sonia's health must take priority here, something which Roy seems to have completely overlooked!

@whyhellosims

She's taking it really well! And I'm glad to have some clarity on his plans, honestly. It's not going to go like he imagines, plans rarely do, but gods it'll be entertaining to see the outcome

Ha, I hope it will be entertaining and not too much of a bloodbath! (YES, I'M LOOKING AT YOU, SONIA!)

#replies

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anothersebastianblog · 6 months

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I hear lots of people talking about the drama with Ellie and something about Brazil?? Can someone fill me in please :) I wasn’t part of the fandom back then x/

Ellie is one of the best friends of Allisa (Will's wife, will is -was?- one of Sebastian's besties), they knew each other from much before they dated (obviously because she and Seb were constantly in the same palaces/events because of their respective friends, there's even a photo of Seb ad margarita in 2014 and she's there 🤣) the thing is that in June 2018 we found out they were dating, I mean we weren't sure but they traveled in couples to north Carolina, then the next month in July 4th they celebrated together at Will's apartment and then she and Seb were together at will and allisa wedding that same month and days after someone caught them in a restaurant kissing. Seb traveled to Greece to shoot Monday in August, just days before his birthday, then he'd comeback to LA in Sep/Oct(?) to shoot "endings, Beginnings", after he filmed his part, he went to NYC and he was papped with Ellie in NYC in mid October, now, I don't know in which moment it happened but it was definitely before Brazil when some "fans" "discovered" (sorry, but 5 days later I'm still questioning how real those screen shots were😬) that she had said some questionable stuff years before dating Seb, for example calling a kid ugly (which lol, everyone has done that sorry) and supposedly writing the n word. now, the weird thing is that some "fans" talked with a friend of Ellie 😬 (those were the only very clear screenshots so I believe those were real) and she told them that Ellie would go to Brazil with Seb because they were going on vacation after the comic con he had to attend. personally I didn't believe it at first but then Ellie showed up in Brazil 😐, this friend of Ellie sent them a screenshot of a conversation with Ellie and the friend had asked Ellie of she was going to Australia for Christmas and she answered no because she'd be with Seb in Brazil or something like that and then shit exploded. while Seb and Ellie were in Brazil, someone took the Tumblr shit to Twitter (the n word thing) and it became something big, Sebs tag was full of people calling him out (surprise!!! calling him out for something he didn't do 🥱) and at the end, he ended up leaving Brazil after the comic con was over but he left the country alone, not Ellie in sight. I must say, Ellie denied what she was being accused of, she even said she'd take legal action against the people who started that but then she went private and eliminate all of us who were following her, she's been private since then. that same year, she went to Australia alongside will and allisa, I always thought Seb was meant to be in that trip but nope, he was photographed in Soho NYC December 24 🤭

now, I must say, the friend who supposedly passed the conversation to the "fans" is still her friend so I've always thought that those "fans" might have hacked the friend maybe, I don't know, it was weird.

i don't know if you wanted the whole story, sorry.

also, Seb said nothing he just moved on like he always does 😂

But he definitely got the confirmation his fans are freaks and i bet he started getting angry

First signal: during his rs with margo

Confirmation: this thing during his rs with Ellie

He had enough: during his rs with Ale

Decided he lives better sharing ZERO and that this also protect his partner: at 40 yo during his current rs

Character development, i am proud despite missing him

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cinderedrose · 2 years

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To my Tumblr follower(s?):

I am obsessed with kotor and now it must be your problem. My Revan is a nonbinary mf afab. They carry many MANY scars from the Mandalorian wars. After being *cough* exploded by their apprentice they developed migranes and tinnitus. The jedi council tried to heal things, and they combat Revan's memories with various circuitry and implants on the back of their neck. Revan was renamed Renier.

This mf is a flirt. They don't settle for any romantic relationship (other than to Alek and ya know how that turned out), though. They and Canderous have a family-like bond. The kind of relationship only a Mandalorian and a Take One Of Everything person could form in the heat of war. Revan does have a small crush on my favorite Cathar bean tho 🥰

Like the force, Renier/Revan walks the line of gender, occasionally dipping into one or the other. "If they have to be confused, so does everyone else" :D

Revan was a problem child. When they weren't provided with challenging enough material when training, they got in trouble. The jedi council tried to pair them with Alek (who was a very well behaved bean at the time) to try and correct their behavior. They ended up stealing swoops and running off to Nar Shadaa. (Commence the antiboobing) problem children. Revan probably exploded at least 3 biba trees too.

Lol then the wars happen and that's when Revan and Alek start acting on their feelings.

Then things go dark (literally)

Our flirty, mischievous Revan became cold. They sacrificed many people and killed lots with no remorse. Their personality and feelings died as Revan became a warlord. This broke Alek's heart as he fell with them. Once Malak fired upon their ship, he went mad. I would like to. Malak wasn't calculated like Revan; he was just pure rage and regret. I want to think Revan, in their shared dreams, haunts him.

Renier is still Revan. They are Revan before everything; nobody knows except Bastila, who had to train herself not to look upon the battered figure in fear. Renier is a broken shell at night. They tried to hide it, but everyone figured it out. Renier is a raging insomniac, lol. Renier is also a massive cuddle bug too, especially to the Mandalorian. They are grey aligned; Renier does little things to get a big result. They see the big picture and tend to be ruthless to get there.

I have a play list lol

Also, random, but Revan kept their hair short while Renier grew it out.

You're welcome

#darth revan #kotor 1 #kotor #knights of the old republic #revalek #Spotify

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annie-s-artworld · 4 years

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Here’s part two of my remaining #MySasuSakuMonth sketches! I even wrote a few short fics too for two of my prompts so I’m not sure if I’ll post them here or not lol

I also have the ref sheets for Sadatoshi and Sadayoshi, my twin OCs. I’m really proud of this too...I’m proud of everything I did last month so hope you guys enjoy!

#my artwork #sketches #Naruto #MySasuSakuMonth #SasuSaku #OCs #original characters #the boys are back in town lmao #i’ve been screaming about these two ocs to two of my friends #and now i must share with everyone or i will explode lol

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flightlessangelwings · 2 years

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Reason to Breathe

Joel Miller x fem!reader

Word count: 4.9k (yeah this got away from me lol)

Warnings: HOLY SHIT SMUT (18+ ONLY!), sex pollen, fuck or die, unprotected sex, oral (both receiving), multiple positions, multiple orgasms, so much sex lol, pining, protective!Joel, softness, love confessions, no use of y/n (hopefully I covered everything, let me know if I forgot something)

Notes: I’ve been sitting on this idea for a while now and I’m so excited to share this! I’m a sucker for the sex pollen between two people pining and it works so well with Joel too! And yeah, this is long by my standards but after multiple edits I’m happy with it! Let me know what y’all think!! And that one line near the end is 100% me making fun of myself for the premise I came up with here lol.

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“Are you sure this is a good idea, Joel?”

He let out a sigh as he leaned against his horse, “For Ellie’s sake, I gotta try.”

A group of passersby mentioned a research lab while you hosted them for drinks at the bar last night, and it immediately got Joel’s attention. He quickly asked more about it, and although the men were fuzzy on the details, there seemed to be a lab not too far away that was researching a cure.

Or at least, that’s what the rumor was. Either way it was enough for Joel, and he wanted to check it out. He didn’t mention anything to Ellie yet until he was sure, but he knew he had to at least give it a chance.

“Then I’m going with you,” you spoke in a resolved tone as you threw your gear on your own horse, “Someone’s gotta watch after you.”

Joel’s shoulders slumped, but you could see in his eyes that he was secretly relieved you decided to join him, “Alright.”

The journey took several days, but luckily it was quiet for the most part. You and Joel took out a few stray infected whenever you came across them, but overall you were able to just enjoy the peace and fresh air as you rode on your horses through the forests toward what used to be a vibrant city. The whole time, you couldn’t help but steal a glance in Joel’s direction whenever you thought he wasn’t looking. And you couldn’t help but think of how nice his company was.

You both kept your guard up as you weaved through the overgrown streets until you made it to the building he was looking for. After you set your horses in the shadows to be kept hidden, you and Joel pulled out your guns, ready for whatever you may encounter inside. But, just like the streets, the building was completely barren. And the further you both ventured inside, the more you both realized this trip may have been in vain.

“Dammit,” Joel mumbled under his breath once he pushed a large bookcase out of the way of the door and you both stepped inside.

“Looks like everyone jumped ship years ago,” you whispered, afraid to upset him even more. You knew how much finding any information or even a clue meant to Joel, and how disappointed he was to come up empty.

“Might as well take a look around, see if we can find anything,” he told you as he scanned one corner of the space.

You hummed in agreement as you rustled through the desk on the other end of the room. You and Joel made your way from opposite ends of the room until you both ended up in front of the same bookcase. After a whole lot of nothing, you finally noticed something.

“Hey Joel, what’s that?” you pointed to a sealed bag at the top of the shelf.

“Don’t know,” he responded, “Hang on,” Joel reached up and touched the bag in an attempt to knock it down. But, the bag must have been more fragile than it looked from being worn down over the years and the moment he tried to nudge it, it exploded. A shower of bright yellow power rained down on both of you, which caused you both to cough.

“Shit,” Joel breathed as he turned to you, “You alright?”

“Yeah,” you wheezed as you fanned the air in an attempt to clear the powder away from both of you, “What the hell was that?”

Joel scrunched his face as he scanned the shelves in front of him again until his eyes landed on a small recording device, “Maybe that’ll tell us.”

He picked up the device and hit play, and all the breath left both of your bodies as you listened to the message the scientist left behind.

“I told myself I’d never give up no matter what. But, I’m tired, so tired. I can’t do this anymore. Every attempt at a cure, or even just a glimmer of hope comes to a dead end. The closest thing we got is this drug we formulated, but even that was a far shot from our goal. It appears this drug we created causes unbridled lust within an hour in whoever inhales it and if orgasm is not achieved, their bodies go into a state of shock. Luckily this is the last of what we made, and it seems to be the weakest of the batch. But, from trials, the effect starts about an hour after ingesting and lasts about 12 hours. I’m done.”

Joel slowly turned his head to face you and you did the same. The two of you looked into each other’s eyes for what felt like an eternity, and you felt your heart pound in your chest. The tension you saw in his jaw told you Joel’s thoughts mirrored yours, yet neither of you were sure what to do next.

“Joel…”

“Come on,” he grabbed your hand with a sense of urgency as he led you back outside, “Let’s find somewhere safe.”

It didn’t take Joel long to find an abandoned house near the outskirts of the city that seemed stable enough to provide safe shelter for the night. He was quiet and laser focused as he set your horses in the garage before he barricaded you both in the attic. Tension hung in the air as you stared at each other in silence again.

Suddenly, you felt warm as you lost your footing; an hour must have passed already. You fell forward with a gasp as the world spun around you, but you never hit the ground. Joel quickly closed the gap between your bodies and whispered your name as he caught you and held you close. In your delirium, you noticed how warm he felt too and you wondered how much restraint it took him to keep his composure.

“Listen to me,” he whispered your name through gritted teeth, “I’ll leave you on this side of the room and I’ll barricade myself over there and…”

“Joel,” you cut him off with an urgent tone as you clung to him, “I think we need to just fuck,” you paused as Joel stared at you with wide eyes. “You know, so we don’t die.” Your body trembled as you suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to just pounce on him.

His breath hitched in his throat as he almost choked on air, but Joel held you tightly still, “You sure about this?” His voice was strained, and you could tell that the drug started to affect him too. Not to mention you also felt his cock harden between your bodies. A low groan escaped his lips before he added, “Once we start this, I won’t be able to hold myself back.”

“I’m sure,” you pulled back enough to look him in the eyes as you took a deep breath and calmed your nerves before you confessed, “I know you think it’s the drug talking but it’s not. I’ve wanted you for such a long time, Joel.” Heat pooled between your legs and your heart pounded in your chest.

You and Joel were close, and you knew how much he had lost in his life. You knew that he lost almost everyone he ever loved and that he was scared to open his heart up again. You knew because your story was similar. Yet, through all that loss and heartache, you felt safe with Joel, and you trusted your heart, and your body, in his hands.

“Please, Joel,” you whimpered as you hovered your lips over his.

He murmured your name as his lips stayed hovered over your own. You could tell from the way he held you that he was conflicted. What you didn’t know was how badly he wanted you too, even before the drug that pulsed through his veins. After several tense moments, Joel couldn’t hold back anymore and he closed the gap in a passionate and heated kiss. He swallowed the moan you let out as you parted your lips for him and deepened the kiss.

Passions erupted as you and Joel tangled tongues while you clawed at each other. All composure he had was lost the moment he made contact with your lips and he growled in your mouth as he tore at your clothes. You matched his intensity as you tugged at his shirt and pants. The two of you fumbled together as you stripped each other and lowered your bodies onto the floor.

Luckily, the attic had plenty of blankets and sleeping bags, and Joel quickly rustled a few together and made a comfortable pile for the two of you. The drug made his vision hazy, but the moment Joel looked back up from the pile on the floor and really took in the sight of you bare before him, he let out an involuntary groan.

“Fuck, baby,” he breathed as he reached out for you and pulled you flush against his body, “I never imagined this would be how we broke the ice.”

You giggled as you admired his body and ran your hands over his chest, “Me either,” you whispered as you drank in the sight of all of Joel’s skin and the feeling of his muscles under your fingers.

A newfound desperation took over both of you as a rush of heat ran through you both. Joel cupped the back of your head and pulled you flush against him as he took your lips in another passionate kiss. You kept your hands on his chest as you surrendered yourself to him and you ran your fingers over his nipples. Joel hissed against you as his cock twitched between your bodies.

“Shit, baby,” he moaned between kisses as his hands wandered down your body. He squeezed your breasts in his large hands and savored the moan you let out.

You bucked your hips against his in a desperate attempt for some friction against your aching cunt, and it caused both of you to whimper softly. Joel grabbed onto your hip with one hand while his other snaked between your legs. He whispered your name and watched for you to open your eyes before he moved again.

“You absolutely sure about this?” he asked in a strained voice as he fought to hold himself back. Although he wanted nothing more than to feel you.

“Yes,” you replied breathlessly as you dropped one of your hands down to his length, “I trust you, Joel.”

“I trust you too, baby,” Joel said before he cupped your pussy.

At the same time, you grabbed his cock and stroked him. As if the dam broke loose, Joel pushed two fingers into your pussy and growled when he felt that you were practically dripping wet. While he thrusted his fingers in and out of you in a fast rhythm, you pumped his cock just as desperately.

Moans and groans filled the room as you and Joel worked each other as you knelt on the floor. You leaned forward and rested your forehead against his as you kept your rhythm up. His cock felt thick in your hand, and your mouth watered at the thought of it inside of you. You let out a whimper as your head spun and Joel’s fingers entered you over and over again.

“Fuck… Joel…”

“I know baby,” he cooed in your ear as he held you tightly with his other hand.

Fueled by the drug, it didn’t take you much longer before your orgasm exploded from your core. Just as Joel hit that sweet spot inside you just right and his thumb brushed your clit, you came with a loud scream. As you came, you squeezed Joel’s cock harder, and with a loud groan, he spilled himself between your bodies. Both of you kept going until you felt like your climaxes should have been ridden out. Yet, though you both came harder than you ever had before, Joel was still rock hard, and you still felt a pulse of neediness between your legs.

“Shit,” you both breathed at the same time as you both realized you were in for a very long night.

Your eyes slowly trailed up Joel’s body to meet his gaze, “Fuck me, Joel. Please,” you begged as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled his lips against yours in a desperate kiss.

In a flash, you suddenly found yourself on your back with Joel’s broad body on top of yours. You immediately wrapped your arms around his shoulders, and he wasted no time in complying with your request. Joel’s eyes were glazed over and darkened with lust as he thrust himself into you in one swift movement. You cried out as you felt so filled, but it was a scream of pure ecstasy.

He rocked his hips against yours as you clung to him for dear life. Joel’s grunts went right to your core, and you felt the heat that radiated from both your body and his. You dug your nails into his bare back as you let him take you over and over again. Vaguely, you were aware that you scratched and clung to Joel hard enough to break skin and leave marks, but in the moment you didn’t care. And neither did he.

It only took a few more thrusts for Joel to cum with a low groan, and the way he pushed into you with everything he had made you lose control right after him. You trembled as he rode out both your climaxes, but yet again, neither of you were satiated. With a frustrated growl, Joel thrust into you again without fully pulling out, and you cried out as you started to feel overwhelmed with emotions. You clung to him as you both came again, but again, you felt no relief in sight.

“Fuck baby,” Joel murmured as he picked up his pace again. This time, he was more aware of how tightly you clung to him, and he groaned when you also wrapped your legs around his waist.

“Joel…” you whispered as you dropped your head back and held him tighter. Your mind swam as you felt his cock hit every spot that drove you wild over and over again until you came once more with a loud scream.

Your ogasm triggered Joel’s, and with your name on his lips, he spilled himself into you again. Sweat dripped from both your brows as Joel collapsed down on top of you, his cock still deep inside you. Both of you panted heavily, exhausted already but the drug that pulsed through your veins was not offering any break.

“Hold up, baby,” Joel cooed as he wiped a bead of sweat off your forehead. He slowly pushed himself up onto his elbows before he eased out of you. When you let out a whine, he rested his hand on the side of your head and brushed his thumb across your cheek, “Don’t worry baby. We ain’t done yet.”

The needy whimper of desperation you let out made Joel’s cock twitch, and the soft moment of stillness quickly ended. With hardly any effort at all, Joel flipped you over so that you were on your stomach. He caressed your ass and gave it a squeeze before he leaned forward and growled in your ear, “On your hands and knees, baby.”

Another needy moan escaped your lips as that was all you were capable of. But, without hesitation, you did as you were told and you pushed yourself up onto shaky limbs. You didn’t even have time to comprehend your movement when you felt his cock at your pussy once more, and you fought to keep yourself up as Joel rammed into you at this new angle.

“Fuck,” you cried out as he grabbed your hips and slammed into you with refound passion.

Joel gritted his teeth as he thrust into you over and over again until you both came at the same time. He felt your body shake in his hands, but he kept going. Joel even felt his own arms tremble, but he didn’t let up. At this angle, he saw himself enter you over and over again, and he saw how hypnotizing it was to watch your pussy lips wrap around his cock like that. It sparked a new flame and Joel thrust into you harder and faster until he came inside you with your own climax right after.

Every time you both came, you both hoped for it to be the last time. Yet, relief eluded both of you, and Joel fucked into you again and again and again. A mix of his and your cum dripped down your inner thighs as your cunt couldn’t hold anymore. But, Joel still had more to give and he came inside you over and over again while you came around him over and over again.

When Joel made you both cum again, he fell forward, the strength he once had evaded him and he couldn’t hold himself up over you anymore. With a gasp, you were forced forward onto your stomach with Joel on top of you. Joel rested his head between your shoulder blades as he lightly kissed the sweaty skin on your back. At the same time, he reached forward and took hold of your hand and gripped it tightly.

“Joel, you ok?” you whispered, your voice hoarse from your screams.

“Yeah,” he answered after a few deep breaths, “Just gettin tired,” he admitted.

At this point, both of you wanted a breather, but the drug still coursed through your bodies and didn’t allow more than a few minutes rest.

“Let me get on top for awhile,” you turned your head and kissed Joel’s beard.

He groaned as his cock twitched inside you, and you both knew that was all the break the drug would let you have. As you worked in tandem, you and Joel lifted yourself up off the floor before Joel fell onto his back. You turned around and the sight of him splayed out with his cock at full attention for you made your heart skip a beat.

Your mouth watered as your eyes drank Joel in, but the rush of need that crashed through you didn’t allow you to savor the moment for long. With all the strength you could gather, you pushed yourself up and straddled him, his cock between your parted legs. You reached for it and pumped it a few times before you lined it up with your entrance and sunk down.

Both you and Joel let out a gasp as you dropped down onto his length with ease. Your wetness mixed with your releases provided all the lubrication you needed. Joel grabbed your thighs and held you tightly as you bounced on his cock. Your hands roamed all over his chest and you gave his pecs a squeeze to mirror his actions.

Joel looked up at you with a glossy expression as he watched your breasts bounce while you rode him hard. The squelching sound of your pussy only made it hotter for him as he watched you impale yourself on his cock over and over again. Between the drug and how high the emotions ran within both of you, it didn’t take long for you both to cum even harder than you had before.

With trembling legs, you collapsed down onto Joel, and he immediately wrapped his arms around you and held you close. He peppered kisses wherever he could reach as he planted his feet on the ground and fucked into you from below. Like before, all you could do was cling to him as he thrust into your pussy over and over again until another strong orgasm crashed into you both.

“Joel,” you whispered when he collapsed down again for another much needed break, “I’m still feeling this fucking drug, but my pussy is getting sore,” Joel let out sharp exhale before you added, “Let me suck your cock for a bit.”

“Ok, baby,” his voice was soft as he caressed the back of your head.

As you pushed yourself up and shimmied yourself down, Joel stayed still with his eyes closed. His cock was still rock hard and red even after hours of fucking you, and you only hoped that this would help a bit. You licked your lips before you wrapped them around the tip, and the moan Joel let out went right to your core.

You bobbed your head up and down his length as you took all of him into your mouth and sucked hard. You ran your tongue along the prominent vein on the underside and swirled it around the tip when you reached it. Joel’s moans were unlike anything you ever heard before, and it fueled you on to suck him harder as you hollowed out your cheeks.

Joel forced his eyes open to watch you, and he gently caressed your face while you continued to suck him off, “Baby, you look so pretty with my dick in your mouth,” he purred.

You moaned around his length, which made him groan louder in response. You swallowed as you pushed your face against his hip and fought back the gag as his cock hit the back of your throat. That was all it took to push him over the edge and with your name in a whisper, he came hard in your mouth.

When you pulled off, a trail of spit still connected you as tears fell down your cheeks. But, as you blinked them away, you noticed that while Joel was still hard, his cock didn’t seem as angry.

He must have noticed too because he quickly pushed himself up and placed a hand on your chest, “Let me now.”

You let Joel guide you onto your back before he settled between your legs. He murmured something about how beautiful you were before he dove in enthusiastically. You screamed and buried your hands in his hair as he lavished you with his tongue. Joel was definitely talented at it too, and he ran his tongue along your folds before he swirled it around your clit.

Tears streamed down your face as you felt so overstimulated, but he still did not let up. You felt like you would float away if you let go, and you kept a strong grip on Joel’s hair as he worked you with his tongue. It wasn’t much longer until you felt that familiar tingle from your core again, and before you had the chance to warn him, you came hard against Joel’s face. You felt a gush of wetness as your strongest orgasm of the night washed over you, but Joel didn’t let up until he pulled every drop he could from you.

Once you had enough, you fell completely limp on the floor, and Joel finally pulled away. “Baby? Baby, you alright?”

“Yeah,” you breathed, “I think that finally helped,” you added in a weak voice.

“I think so too,” he ran his hand along the side of your face.

When you opened your eyes, you were met with Joel’s beautiful face only inches from yours. And the look of concern in his eyes made your breath hitch in your throat. You were exhausted and completely spent, yet the drug still clung to your system. That and your emotions ran wild.

“Fuck me one more time, Joel? Please?” you whispered as you ran your fingers along his beard, which dripped with your juices. Even as worn as he looked, Joel had never looked more beautiful to you than when he looked at you like you hung the stars in the sky.

“Anything you want, baby,” the softness in his voice matched your own as he guided his cock to your pussy once more. Even though the drug that pulsed in his system, Joel thought you had never looked more lovely than when you were underneath him like this. And after so nights he dreamt about you like this, the reality was a hundred times better, and he never wanted to let you go.

This time, however, the feeling of urgency wasn’t as strong, and Joel took his time in entering you. Moans flowed freely from your lips as you felt his cock stretch you out again, yet this time it felt different. Joel covered your body with his, yet he rocked slowly against you. This wasn’t fucking to stave off the effects of a drug, this was making love.

“I care about you a lot, you know,” Joel spoke in your ear as he thrust into you, “This fucking drug aside,” he laughed weakly.

All you could do was moan in response as you felt another climax approach. You clung to Joel tightly as you chanted his name over and over again until you felt your final orgasm of the night wash over you. He held you tightly with one arm while he snaked his other between your bodies to rub at your clit.

That was the last push you needed as you came undone under Joel’s masterful touch. Your orgasm triggered his own, and with your name on his lips, Joel came inside you. He continued to thrust into you in a slow but steady rhythm until you were both completely spent for the first time all night.

Once Joel caught his breath, he slowly pulled out of you and quickly wrapped his arms around you and held you close, “You ok?”

“Now I am,” you whispered back, “And this was the weak batch too,” you added with a soft smile. But it was most likely why you were both able to hold back at first until your passions exploded. Neither of you wanted to know what the stronger batches were like, though.

Joel joined your laughter, and the rumble in his chest warmed your heart. You were content to just lay there, but Joel shifted up to sit. He ran a hand through his damp hair as he sighed, “Looks like the sun’s comin up.”

You opened your eyes and saw that light peered through the cracks of the boarded up windows. But, you had no energy left in your body, and while you heard Joel rustle around, you closed your eyes again and instantly fell asleep.

But, you were only asleep for a few moments as you felt Joel’s hand on the side of your face and his worried voice in your ear.

“Baby?! Baby wake up!”

You blinked your eyes open again, and your heart skipped a beat when you focused enough to see the concerned look on his face, “Sorry Joel, I think everything caught up to me. I’m exhausted.”

“It’s alright,” he dropped his shoulders in relief once he knew you were alright, “Let me get you cleaned up.”

With extreme care, Joel used a towel he found to wipe the sweat off your face and the mess between your legs. Once he finished that, he helped you stand and moved you both over to another blanket; one that was clean and not stained in your releases. Joel laid on his back and kept you flush against his chest as he wrapped his arms around your body and held you close.

The two of you laid in a comfortable silence before you broke it with a thought that was on your mind, “Hey Joel… I know this sounds weird after we fucked all night, but thank you. You saved my life.”

“And you saved mine.” Joel replied as he gave you a squeeze. He was quiet after that, but when you giggled softly he asked, “What is it?”

“How badly do you have to fuck up a cure for the infected when you end up with… whatever the hell that was?”

Joel joined in your laughter and his laugh warmed your heart, “Get some sleep baby. We’ll rest for a few hours then head to that settlement nearby. Then head back to Jackson tomorrow.”

“Sounds good,” you whispered as sleep started to take hold of you. But, before you drifted off completely, you let out a hushed, “I love you Joel.”

Joel’s heart skipped a beat, but your soft snores told him you weren’t available for discussion at the moment. He held you close and watched you sleep for a while before he whispered back, “I love you too baby.”

You both slept until midday, when he woke you up and led you to the nearby settlement in the next city over. Neither of you had the energy to make the trip back to Jackson after the night you had, and the people there were very kind and offered hospitality without question. As you both got settled in a spare room for the night, Joel took your hand and said your name in such a sweet tone.

“I know we kinda did this backwards, but I’d like to take you out on a good old fashioned date when we get back to Jackson,” he seemed nervous, but he hid it well.

You smiled so brightly that the sun envied you, “I’d like that.”

A few days later when you finally made it back home, hand in hand with Joel, you were met with a chorus of “finally” from everyone, especially Ellie and Tommy. The story of what happened while the two of you were out, however, stayed between you and Joel. Luckily, no one asked. They were too busy paying their bets to the winner of their secret “when will they finally get together,” which made Joel roll his eyes. You thought it was funny though, and now that you and Joel were finally together, you couldn’t be happier. And Joel felt the same way.

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yanderecrazysie · 2 years

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yn is kenma's no.1 fan! to the point of an unhealthy obsession one day kenma notices her yn thinks that this is a dream come true and that it's the best day in her life well soon she realizes that she was dead fucking wrong as everything goes downhill after that day

I used to dream so much of being noticed by my favorite YouTubers- I’d binge-watch all their videos and just daydream about them when I was younger. So to be noticed must be so exciting! But for it to backfire- it’s like those genies where everyone says “Be careful what you wish for!”

I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING, HAHA! I feel like the ending probably isn't what you wanted exactly, but my brain felt it was best to end it there.

Part Two can be found here: https://www.tumblr.com/yanderecrazysie/720073929100804096/veneration-part-2-yandere-kenma?source=share

Title: Veneration

Pairings: Kenma x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, swearing, spoilers for Kenma’s timeskip (Kinda? I don’t even know much about the timeskip ngl), Reader is NOT a yandere (she is obsessed with Kenma as a celebrity crush sort of thing), mention of like one inappropriate thing that’s in a popular game but not detailed(?), Kenma is a bigger fan of you tbh

Summary: When you catch the attention of a famous YouTuber, you think that you’re the luckiest person in the world. Little do you know, you caught his attention long ago. And his obsession is a lot darker than yours.

veneration

/noun/

respect or awe inspired by the dignity, wisdom, dedication, or talent of a person

Koduzen’s chat was a blur of movement and impossible-to read comments. It always was when he streamed, even with slowmode on and automatic filtering of spam. He was immensely popular, his channel having grown exponentially in a short amount of time.

You had been his subscriber for over a year now, not that it mattered if you ever said “I’ve been here since before he was popular”. Still, your adoration for him hadn’t changed in the slightest, if not only increased.

He had inspired you to make your own YouTube channel, but it was cringy and rarely got more than 10 views. You often considered deleting the videos, but left them up anyway. There was something about taking down things you worked hard on that you couldn’t bring yourself to do. No matter how cringy it was, you still made the videos and worked hard on them.

And so your channel sat, dead and on permanent hiatus. Not that any of your very few viewers cared.

Today, Koduzen was playing a game you’d heard of, but never seen before today. “Yandere Simulator”, a strange, violent game. You were a couple minutes late to the stream, one of your classes running a little later than normal but you didn’t seem to have missed much. In fact, within the minute you slipped on your headphones and focused on the screen, Koduzen finished the idle chat to his viewers and started the game. Perfect timing!

You, like everyone else watching the stream, made plenty of comments, hoping to be the literal one in a million that Koduzen noticed in the comments. As the famous YouTuber tested out the game, seemingly happy with the weapons and disgusted by the panty shots he was expected to take, you sent out a quick sentence in the chat.

“Glad to see a guy who’s got morals LOL”

His calm voice played through your speakers, like he was talking to you in-person, as he read your comment out loud. Your heart drummed against your rib cage and heat spread across your face.

“I’m glad to see a girl that appreciates me, Kodu[Y/n].”

You cringed at your embarrassing username, but swooned at the rest of his sentence, his words swirling in your head on repeat.

“I notice your channel has a lot of CS:GO on it, you should send me an invite and I’ll join your party sometime.”

Your heart practically exploded and you giggled in a way you’d never thought you could, squeezing your arms to your chest in pure glee. You felt like this had to be some sort of dream, but you hadn’t even gotten to your bed yet.

When Koduzen ended his stream, thankfully he always ended them just before the time you always slept, you climbed into your bed, too giddy to sleep. You chose instead to stare at the ceiling with a goofy grin, until your daydreams of playing games with him merged into actual dreams.

You never questioned how he knew you were a girl, despite your YouTube profile picture being a popular male anime character. You never wondered how he had the time to look at your profile when he was in the middle of a game or even why he would check some random commenter’s profile.

To you, Koduzen was a celebrity, someone from a world you wished to reach but could never touch. Someone to be watched, but never met for more than an autograph or picture. Someone you could never hold a conversation with for more than a minute before his manager would usher you away.

To you, that’s what celebrities were. Untouchable and superhuman.

To Kozume Kenma, you were the same. Untouchable and superhuman.

Except you’d be touchable soon enough.

Kenma had met you several months ago.

Back then, he streamed whenever he felt like it, played whatever he felt like playing, and barely paid any genuine attention to the chat. When his manager and best friend, Kuroo, insisted he go to [your country]’s YouTube convention he tried to refuse.

But, like with all things Kuroo-related, he got dragged along into it anyway. The mobs of girls swarming him, flirting with him just because he was a famous single YouTuber, touching all over him without his permission, and saying the dumbest shit he didn’t want to hear.

When he was done with autographs and pictures and all the other shit they forced him into doing, he holed up in his hotel room and played games until midnight. When he reached for the soda he always had next to him on his desk, he remembered where he was.

He knew girls were probably lurking in the hotel they knew he was probably staying at. He shuddered to think he might have to fend for himself this time, without Kuroo and the security guards.

Hood up and sunglasses on- his disguise was complete. He was fully shielded. 100%. Everything would be fine. At least, that’s what he told himself.

He slipped his keycard into his hoodie’s pocket and opened the door, throwing a glance either way to make sure the coast was clear, and made his way to the vending machines. The signs around the hotel weren’t especially clear, but when he finally found them, dread sank into his skin.

A girl was standing there and, on her sweatshirt, was the Koduzen logo. Despite being in his disguise, he had hoped to avoid meeting anyone, not just because he wasn’t a huge fan of socialization but because there was still a chance he’d be recognized.

This was the worst possible situation.

He started to back away, but the girl had already looked up, smiling at him. She had been extracting her own drink from the vending machine- a soda that he’d never tried before (he was a creature of habit) and was straightening up from her former crouched position.

Her smile grew as she spoke to him, but not because she recognized him. No, to her, he was just some random stranger dressed kind of suspiciously.

“The machine gave me two sodas instead of one. I don’t know if you like this kind, but I have an extra if you want it!”

Kenma’s eyes widened as the girl outstretched her hand to him, an identical soda being offered in one [skin tone] hand. He accepted it and thanked her, immediately regretting it when her eyes showed recognition.

She opened her mouth, then seemed to think better of it, and reopened it to say, “Sorry, you sounded like someone I admire.”

Kenma found himself responding, even though his introverted senses urged him to turn tail and just try the new soda or sneak back later when this mysteriously fangirl had left, “Who do I sound like?”

“A YouTuber, Koduzen.”

“And you said you admire him? Why?” Kenma chose his words carefully, pitching his voice a little deeper than normal, curiosity winning over his normal instincts.

“He’s really good at gaming and is really smart. He’s always fast to react and amazing at strategizing. He’s entertaining to watch and his commentary is really clever and makes me laugh a lot. He’s just overall an amazing gamer and YouTuber.”

Your eyes were shining at the end of your rant and Kenma had to make sure he didn’t gape openly at her. He was used to his fans going on about how “cute” he was and how they loved this or that about him. And yeah, lots of people complimented his skills (he was a professional gamer, after all) but not quite like this girl. She was… interesting.

He found himself wanting to test her, to see if he was like every other fan he met. Bursting into furious shrieks when anyone said anything against him and becoming some sort of monster that fed off of the hater’s displeasure. Insulting them, sending death threats, one was even doxxed. And Kenma hated those reactions.

So he forced a fake sneer to his lips and sharply said, “Koduzen is so overrated and cringy. I can’t believe anyone’s a fan of him.”

The girl’s eyes widened for a moment and he braced himself for whatever she would do.

“That’s okay. Everyone’s entitled to their own opinions.” She was smiling, albeit a little sadly, and asked, “What YouTubers do you like?”

And that’s how the undercover Koduzen managed to have a genuinely relaxing conversation with a fan about YouTube and even just normal everyday things. He found his heart warming to this girl and the desire itching under his skin to learn more and more and more about her.

When Kenma got back to his home, despite being exhausted from the convention, he booted up his computer and typed your name into the search engine. Hours passed as he soaked up every detail about you that he could find, falling deeper and deeper in love with you.

Why did you never notice that your webcam was on when you were watching Kenma’s streams? Why did you never question the timing of his streams? It’s all for you after all.

It was so worth it to “notice” your comment. Your pretty little squeals and happy smile sent shivers up and down his spine and pride swelling in his chest.

The next YouTube convention in your country was only a few months away. And don’t worry, Kenma is completely prepared. After all, you could never say no to following him to his room.

You’d ignored every warning sign up until now, what was a few more?

#yandere #yandere haikyuu #yandere kenma #kozume kenma #haikyuu!!#one shot #yandere one shot

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bokettochild · 3 years

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So, in honor of LU's 4th anniversary, I will be sharing the results of my introducing the Boys to my younger sister! I basically showed her a bunch of pictures and she made assumptions while I laughed my ass off and tried to type while keeping up with what she was saying.

Here are the results of that!

Let's get into it, shall we?

(For clarity, my comments are in italics and hers will be in quotation marks)

"His name is Thor

"Knight in shining armor, stern, leader but not totally controlling, honor obsessed."

(She got more detailed about them all later on, but yeah, she was short with the first few, but a bit on the nose XD)

"Weird insomniac guy

"Strikes me as distrusting, wily, protective of family, lone wolf "

(I died)

"Boromir

"Strikes me as being proud, vain, sassy, a bit of a narcissist, tries to look good but often breaks the rules, look out for Number #1"

You're not that far off, I mean, he's not a narcissist, he learned not to be after the villain um...lusted after him and hilled hundred of people because she wanted him to be hers.

"Shaggy

"Ugly, he ugly. Obviously he's got a super sword so he must have done something cool to get that but he doesn't deserve it, like, he's not cool after all. He looks like he's supposed to be really cool but is actually boring. Not very relatable, too perfect."

(She tore into him lol)

(I didn't tell her anything, but I guess she picked up on the fact that he's a religious nut. And when she saw me type this she kinda groaned so....)

(She looked shocked when I said he was dating a goddess) "That's not religious that's sacrilegious!"

"Legolas

"Cute! He's cute. Probably a bit mischievous, spunky, bit of a rebel, goes off and does his own adventures when he's not supposed to. Generally smart but gets his butt handed to him on occasion from going off my himself. He's just like a cute, mischievous trouble-maker who means well but get's himself screwed up."

(I was dying as I wrote it, she got him perfect!)

"Hiccup

"Getting a Hiccup vibe, but also Sokka- Is that a boomerang? It's a boomerang :)

"He a bit timid on the surface, but he's got his own thing going and is gonna stand up for what he wants to do. He'll go off and do his adventure stuff but he's also afraid of dying or getting hurt (like the 1st Hiccup freeing Toothless scene in the woods). Easily startled but quick to spring into action. Kinda like the sneak boi."

(Told me to make sure to type it "boi")

He's half fairy.

"That makes sense.

"And his sword is dying! Look at this!!!"

(She really disliked how his sword looks, we laughed like nuts)

"Kuzko

"Why Kuzko? I already don't like him. I feel like he's cocky, a bit of a flirt, tries to look cool and screws it up. Like he thinks he's really epic, "stand aside, let me do my thing", proceeds to blow himself up. Based on the fact that he's holding a bomb I'm guessing that he does something with explosives, but he's also got a sword. And what is that, a joker's vest? He looks like that weird kid who ran away to join the circus but is also a mercenary part time."

Anything else?

"He explode."

Everyone's gonna riot, you're just tearing into their favorites!

"Baby Face- No! Mort! (like in Madagascar)

Ew. He's like an ugly baby face, is he slinging a bell around? What is that? Is that a bell?"

It's a grappling hook.

"Either he's really small and immature, or just really young, or both. I feel like the creator designed him to be this mischievous lovable character but I would probably hate him :). Probably takes on too much, tries to be a hero but he's to amateur. Probably has a dramatic backstory; like he's a prince or something. He's probably got like a high pitched annoying voice (she dislikes kids). He's like if Deku was younger and medieval, except I like Deku. He probably cries a lot too."

(Sorry to the Wind, Sky and Four fans, I can't control her)

Last one (for now)

(told her he's my fav)

"Sonic

Oh no. Oh no. I think he's like, cocky, flashy, probably a bit of a flirt, but at the same time I feel like underneath that he's really sweet. He's a team player but a bit of a showoff. It's easy for him to get himself into a pickle."

He turns into a rabbit.

No rabbits! No! No rabbits! (She just read Melvina's Therapy webtoon)

"He looks like is James Hiller tried to be an elf knight."

Anything else?

"Idk he's just weird."

He's the most emo out of all of them.

"He's emo? He looks like a 'har har snicker ha' (a swashbuckler, for those who didn't grow up watching veggies hop around telling Bible stories), like Kirishima and Kaminari combined."

Showed her this Bunny Legend page

I"Oh my frick! It's a raspberry bunny! Like a raspberry bunny from Redwall! Like if Kirby ate a bunny! Oh my freaking gosh it's like if kirby ate a pokemon! Oh gosh! He's cute! I wanna read it I wanna read it I wanna read it!"

(I converted her, lol)

That mostly sums it up, but I did show her a piece of fanart, and she told me that Hyrule looks like my old OC Fitz (I might post the art one day, lol, it was terrible!), Warriors is He-Man, and Four is a blone Tarzan.

Additionally, I told her some of them were shifters, and when telling her that manga Legend becomes what is essentially a werewolf she went "Are there any vampires?"

.....

I told her Wars was the closest to a vampire, but only because @mmmwafflesart made him one.

She did like the idea of Shadow though, go fig..

(If y'all are curious I might follow this up with her thoughts on Malon and Ravio, but those were recorded and I don't think she wants that chaos soundtrack out (my hands were too busy to type at the moment))

Hope y'all enjoyed. Sorry again to the Sky and Four stans out there!

#the idiot sister #linked universe anniversary #four years old today #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu time #lu twilight #lu warriors #lu sky #lu wild #lu four #lu hyrule #lu wind #lu legend #bunny legend my beloved!#bunny legend

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roscgcld · 3 years

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DAYDREAMING!AU || new reality

;request: rn i’m obsessed with your writing & the daydreaming!reader<33 but i also love angst so what would happen if she ended up getting really hurt protecting another student - hope that wasn’t too weird.. again, i love your writing !!

note: ahaha, i am glad that a lot of people enjoy my daydreaming!reader works; she is also one of my babies as well >< and originally i wasn't going to do this cause i had no idea on what to write - but i had managed to layout a rocky plan before i got some bursts of inspiration lol. ended up becoming too loud though ><” I am sorry for that~

pronouns: she/her

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“There is a chance that she will never wake up from this.”

Shoko gave the others in the room a concerned glance as she glanced up from her tablet, hating how silent it was besides the quiet beeping of the machines around the occupied bed. Laying in the bed was Y/N, a breathing tube carefully inserted into her mouth with the ventilator beside her being the only thing that’s keeping her oxygen levels normal. “The amount of damage she took was quite large. And even though she had managed to regulate quite a strong barrier of Curse Energy around her at all times, it wasn’t enough to brace her for the impact of her being slammed into the build.”

The mission shouldn’t have ended this way - the first and second year students were sent on a mission to deal with a few Finger Bearers that had appeared in the city due to the lack of sorcerers on duty at the time. They were under the care of a few First Grade sorcerers, all hand-picked by Yaga-sensei to ensure the safety of the kids.

However, things rarely go to plan in the jujutsu world.

Yaga-sensei sighs softly as he leans back into his seat, his eyes glancing over at his student that was clearly battling to stay alive. Guilt started to eat him from the inside out, since this was technically his fault. Sure, everyone knows that there is no way that you can go on a mission without enduring some casualties. But the fact is that this was not what he had expected for the outcome to be.. “I am going to kill them myself.”

“G-Gojo-san!” Ijichi hissed out as he glances over at the white haired shaman in the room with wide eyes, the man having been leaning against the wall opposite from the hospital bed with his arms crossed over his chest. His head was tipped forward with an almost too casual expression on his face, yet anyone can tell the barely suppressed anger that lurked underneath. An anger that was only a few moments away from exploding. “You can’t - don’t say things like that!”

“And you expect me to sit back as they failed to save the children?” Gojo asks in a loud voice, effectively squashing whatever confidence Ijichi had built up inside of him. The hand that was resting arm tightened, the veins at the back of his pale hands started to protrude out as Gojo’s anger started to show itself. “I need a good explanation on how their incompetency put our student in this state. 5 First Grades against 3 Special Grade Curses? With 7 talented students by their side and they still can’t handle it? Give me a fucking break.”

“Not everyone can be like you, Satoru.” Yaga-sensei finally mumbles out as he rests his forehead into his hand, fingers pinching at the space between his eyes tiredly. “If anything, it was my fault. I had underestimated the brains of the Finger Bearers, and because of that, all my calculations were wrong. I put retrieving the fingers over numbers. So if you want to find someone to be angry to, the blame is on me.”

The room went quiet after Yaga’s explanation, both Ijichi and Shoko sharing a caution look before casting a glance over at the blindfolded man. After a few tensed moments Gojo pushed himself off the wall and walked out of the hospital room without another word, closing the door behind him quietly; a stark contrast to his usual habit of either slamming the shoji doors too hard, or leaving it open completely.

That out of character move definitely had Shoko sighing in concern. “That idiot...I hope he’s not going to do anything stupid.” She mumbles softly before she turned back to face the young girl laying on the bed, quietly reaching over to brush her fingers through the soft strands that had fallen over Y/N sleeping face. “You better wake up soon, sweetheart...I worry that this might finally push him over the edge.”

Occupying each seat outside of the small waiting area in the infirmary were the other students; wounds bandaged, yet their anxiety was palpable in the air. They had heard what had happened, yet were sheild by the other sorcerers who had called for back-up. Last they heard of Y/N was a scream before what sounded like a building collasping. “Do you think Y/N-senpai is alright?”

Yuji was the first one who dared to break the silence, glancing up from his clenched hands before him to glance at the others. “I mean...it must have been bad, since she was charted off as soon as back up arrived.” Yuji mutters softly as he tightened his fingers together, trying to stop them from shaking. He felt awful - if only he had spared a few seconds to glance over at his senpai, maybe she wouldn’t be in the condition she’s in now. “It’s not every day you’re rushed straight to Ieiri-sensei’s office...”

“...If there is one idiot who can pull through, it’ll be her,” Maki mumbles out quietly after awhile, looking away from her kouhai to stare down at the wooden floors of the building they were in. “Even if it’s bad, she always pulls through it...there is no reason why she can’t do it this time.” She mutters softly just as a pair of footsteps came towards them, causing everyone to look up at the approaching figure.

Gojo paused when he spotted the others, the question they wanted to ask was clear as day. And for once, Gojo wished that he was able to reassure them like he always does. For him to be able to put up the act that everything was alright, that everyone will be okay.

But he knew that it’ll do no justice if he did. “Is she...is she alright?”

The question that fell from Yuta’s mouth was left hanging in the air for a few moments, the sliver of hope they had moments ago slowly dimming with each passing moment. Quietly Gojo slipped his hands into his pockets, his blindfolded eyes downcast; too scared to see their reactions. For once, he wished that he was not the one to break the news to the students. “Y/N-chan...might not recovery from this.”

His words sent shock waves through the students, yet he balled his fists up in his pockets to continue with what he had to say. “She hit her head too hard...and if she was not subconsciously protecting herself with Cursed Energy all the time, the impact would have caused her skull to crack in two on impact. But it still took a lot out of her person, and Shoko said that-”

The sound of a metal chair being thrown backwards echoed across the room, causing Gojo to look up just in time to see Yuta standing up with wide eyes as he hastily tried to calm his friend. “Maki, you need to calm down.” He tried to reason with the girl, who had her backed turn to the group, her hands shoved deep into the pockets of her jacket. “This isn’t your fault-” Yuta tried to reason, only to pause when Maki just silently started to walk away, leaving with no more but a loud slam of the main door that echoed down the hallway once more.

For a few moments no one said anything else, yet the first one to move was Megumi; who turned to face his sensei. “Can we visit her?” He mumbled out quietly, to which Gojo just glanced over at him with a slightly raised eyebrow. “Usually people talk to someone who is in a coma. Might jolt them awake or give them encouragement to fight harder...I am sure Y/N-senpai will get lonely if no one visited her..”

“Why not?” Gojo said after a few moments of thought, giving his students what he hope was a reassuring smile as he turns a little; nodding down the hallway. “Shoko managed to stabalise her condition. Just make sure to sanatise your hands at the door.”

Quietly the group of students followed behind their silent sensei, keeping close to one another as if they were trying to give each other comfort. The walk to the room seemed too far, the door seeming to grow further and further away from them with each step. It was if it was trying to stop them from seeing the truth; yet they didn’t stop. Yet soon they found themselves standing before the smooth door; the single grey name plaque with her name written in black resting in the silver plaque holder. “Right, here we are.”

After everyone was handed a blob of hand sanitiser and had wiped it onto their skin, the small group entered after a quiet knock to the door. “Y/N-chan, I’ve returned with the others...minus one, that is.” Gojo hummed out in delight as he made his way towards the bed, a silent gesture for the others to do the same. “You know Maki-chan though. Once she finishes beating herself up, she’ll come running back. She always does~”

Quietly the others made their way into the room, eyes scanning over the beeping machines and many wires connected to the sleeping girl. “Y/N...senpai..” Nobara mumbles out in shock, her eyes resting the ventilator; not believing that a girl that was bounding about the college earlier today now needed help to do something as simple as breathing. “No way...there is...”

A warm hand rest on the top of her head, Megumi quietly giving her a form of comfort whilst his wide eyes stared at the bed before him in shock. No one dared take a step forward, like they were standing on the other side of a fragile glass bridge that was moments away from breaking. “Y/N..”

Gojo felt the hole started to eat inside of him as he watches how his students were staring at their fellow classmate in shock. Quietly he settled down in the only seat at the corner of the room, watching from the shadows at how the others will react to seeing her in such a state. The first person to snap out of it was Yuta, who quietly places a hand on Toge’s shoulders before giving it a light squeeze. “Shall we go and say hello?”

Quietly Yuta made his way towards the bed, only to hesitate one step away from grabbing onto her hand. He stared at the frail hand, a simple IV needle carefully taped on the back of her palm for a few moments; a clear look of uncertainty on his face. Yet he took a deep breath, and with a trembling hand, carefully took Y/N’s cold hand in his. “I...Hi, Y/N...” Yuta mumbles quietly into the hospital room, voice barely heard over the constant beeping of the heart monitor. “Sorry...we took awhile to visit...and sorry that Maki isn’t here...I am sure she’ll drop by when she is ready though.”

The only response he got was the sound of the steady beep of the heart monitor, to which he just tighten his grip ever so slightly on Y/N’s unmoving hand. He could hear the soft giggle that Y/N would let out at his words, and if he felt tears welling up in his eyes as he hears her voice bouncing around inside his head.

“It’s alright, Yuta-san! I am sure you were busy before that. And I know Maki-chan will come after you leave - but you didn’t hear that secret from me~”

The silence of the hospital room made Yuta sick to the stomach, the idea that he might never hear Y/N’s voice again started to really sink in. Her usually warm and familiar touch felt cold and lifeless, causing Yuta to carefully tuck her hand underneath her hospital blanket; as if he was trying to warm it up once more. “I...I am going to go grab her favourite stuffed animal from her room. I am sure she’d love to have something of comfort whilst she’s here...if you’ll excuse me.”

Without another word Yuta just walked out of the room quietly, Yuji being the only one turning to watch his senpai leave with a look of concern. Out of everyone Yuji was definitely the one who seemed to be able to hold himself together the most, so it was no surprise when he was the one that went next. “Yo, Y/N-senpai,” Yuji greeted quietly as he walked towards the hospital bed, easily dodging all the wires and such. After all, this wasn’t his first time visiting someone he cares for in the hospital. “Can you hear me? I hope you can - or not Fushiguro might lecture me for being loud.”

The other sorcerer couldn’t even find his voice whilst Yuji continues on; his voice soft yet soothing as he looks down at his senpai with nothing more but a soft smile. “I know you’re trying your hardest go come back to us, and you’d probably tell us that we’re not the ones to blame. That you’re a big girl now, and things like this happen all the time.” Yuji continues, the only indication to his change of mood was the slight quiver that was hard to hide. Yet Yuji continued on anyway. “I hope you know we miss you...and we’re worried sick that you’re in the state you are now. But I know that you need some time to rest up, and soon you’ll be back on your feet again, right? ‘Cause..b-because that’s how you’ve always been.”

Silence enveloped the room once more, with Yuji just not sure on what else to say to her as he stared at her pale face. The other three in the room sort of just huddled together, all of them unsure of what to say to her. They weren’t the best with emotional words - beside Toge, who usually doesn’t use words at all - so asking them to keep their tone in check whilst referring to their unconscious classmate is a little too much for them.

So after awhile Yuji decided to lead them out of the hospital room, giving Gojo a parting smile before he closes the door behind him. Leaving him alone as he stared at the slumbering figure of his student as he rests his elbows on his parted knees. Quietly he rests his head in his hands, eyes closed as he tried to push back the light migraine that was coming on. He hates that it is his duty to break the news to the others - her parents, her elders. Heck, he has to give a call to Nanami and Utahime to tell them the bad news.

If it was anything else, he wound be more than excited to blow their phones up. But this? He wishes that the duty was handed to someone else - because he himself doesn’t even believe that this was happening in the first place.

He wishes that this was all just a terrible nightmare.

Maki quietly pushed the window open as she climbed in from the roof, the doors of halls of the infirmary long going silent; cicadas chirping away in the night sky. Maki quietly stuffed her hands into the pockets of her hoodie, eyes racking over Y/N’s sleeping form, to the amount of machines that were working by her side to make sure that she’s alive. “Hey, idiot...I’ve arrived.”

Quietly she made her way towards Y/N’s bedside, her eyes clouding over with an unreadable emotion. If she was being honest, she didn’t know how to react right now. On one hand, she was pissed - she is pissed off because she could have done something to help Y/N. Maybe if she was just faster, just a bit more aware, maybe if she was training to try harder. Maybe if she can just try harder-

A loud slap sounded across the room, Maki having pulled her hand out of her pocket to slap across her cheek hard to snap out of the spiraling thoughts. The burning sting on her cheek reminded her to return to reality before she started to trash the room out of anger, something that she and Y/N had been working on for some time now. Y/N would always say, “You should never turn to anger and violence to deal with your issues!”

Maki wonders what her reaction would be if she had saw Maki slapping herself so hard that there was a light handprint on the side of her cheek. “You’re so annoying, you know that?”

With a tired sigh Maki settled down in the seat that Gojo had occupied earlier in the day, keeping her eyes on the steady heart monitor; her eyes following the spike that indicates the faint heartbeat of Y/N. “Who the hell knew that it took an entire building to really get you hurt.” Maki sigh as she tore her eyes away from the screen, looking down at her boots quietly; examining all the scuffs and scratches on marring the smooth leather. “Call me stupid, but I really thought that it’d take more than that. Remember when you had jumped out the window of the 10th floor and left with no more but a bruise? You were crying about it ‘cause you couldn’t wear dresses for about 2 weeks.”

Maki let out a tired laugh at the memory of finding Yuta trying to reassure a crying Y/N when she found the bruise on her knee; Yuta just patting her head with the most amused look on his face whilst she cried her eyes out at the idea that she can’t wear her cute dresses until it cleared up. “Imagine what will happen when you wake up from this? God, that is going to be a pain.”

A soft sigh left Maki’s lips as she glances over at the stuffed sheep that Yuta had brought from her room; along with a few more random stuffed animals that surrounded her head like a halo. This caused her to smile sadly as she rests her head on her shoulder, watching her for a few minutes without saying anything. Maki had always been bad with words and emotions; with all the things she had gone through when she was younger. Wording how she feels and emotions are not Maki’s favourite thing to deal with, since she wants to keep this badass, strong woman front she has on all the time to prove something to her elders.

“You better wake up from this, or not I am going to kick your ass.” Maki mutters after a few moments, getting up with a tired sigh before she casts her another glance at Y/N. Without missing a beat, she reaches over to brush strands of hair away from her face, warm hand resting on her head for a few moments before she places a few parting pats on her head; something she had always done when she needs to leave for a mission or a meeting outside of school.

“‘Night, brat. Wake up soon, okay?” Maki mutters, and with a final sigh she made her way towards the window she climbed in once more, quietly shutting it behind her after she hauled herself over the railing. It was only in the dead of the night that Maki quietly lets her tears fall, biting her lip hard to stop whatever sounds that were threatening to leave her lips.

Because at the end of the day she is stubborn, and refuses to believe that this might be her new reality.

A week had passed since the day that the others found out that Y/N had fallen into a coma of a sorts, and everyone would visit at least once just to see if there is any sight of change. That there might be a sign that she was going to wake up soon. And there were slight changes; a few days after she had been admitted she was allowed to get off the ventilator and rely on oxygen instead. But she was still in bad shape.

Nanami tries to make time to drop by to visit as well, coming over to quietly read pages of the book that he was reading. Whenever Y/N was sick, she would call Nanami over the phone and ask if the man can read to her; something about how she finds comfort in his voice that puts her at ease. And since Ieiri had encouraged them to talk to her more for stimulation, Nanami takes the time to read to her after a long day of work. It brought him some comfort as well, listening to the constant beeping of the heart monitor and the humming of the other machines around her.

Gojo would sometimes drop by as well, only to berate Nanami for his ‘boring’ book choices; and an unconscious Y/N has to endure two adults arguing about book choices and how Gojo’s titles are definitely not appropriate to even bring onto school grounds.

Besides the occasional argument, sometimes Gojo will prop his phone up against a vase of flowers that Yuji brings so that Utahime can FaceTime him; the students from the Kyoto side being able to see and talk to the slumbering Y/N. For the most part, everyone was shocked that she was in the state she was in; having never expected such a bright and talkative person can fall into such a state.

The most distraught one was definitely Todo, who had almost jumped out of his seat and make a full on dash towards Tokyo if it wasn’t for Noritoshi and Mai joining together to restrain the man, along with Principal Gakuganji threating to hold him back from their planned trip to Tokyo the following week that had him calming down.

But barely - the man is still more than ready to just up and run across the country just so he can be closer to his ‘beloved Y/N-chan’.

Every day, without fail, Toge will come into her hospital room with a new accessory to pull her hair back into; carefully brushing her hair out and applying dry shampoo so it wasn’t greasy to the touch. Once he was satisifed he’d carefully style her hair back so it didn’t get in the way of her checkups, taking his time with everything so he gets to spend more time with her. He doesn’t say much, he usually finds that doesn’t whenever he is around her; so he takes his time when he does her hair in hopes that she can feel that he is there for her.

Yuta and Megumi will find time after classes to go and visit her together, telling her about everything that had happened whilst she is asleep. Sometimes Nobara will visit as well, must for the most time she’d come alone in the evening after dinner to just rant to her about everything that she found annoying that happened over the day. Nobara usually stay until Ieiri comes to kick her out, hoping that Maki might come in as well to visit Y/N.

But Maki never does - yet everyone knows that Maki finds the time in her day to go and visit her like everyone else. However, no one dared to ask her how or when she does it. They’ve accepted that it was probably a sensitive subject to her, and that it’s off limits to ask her unless you want her to ignore you for the rest of the day. Gojo had learnt it the hard way when he had teased her, only to be thrown out the window of their classroom by an annoyed Maki.

Even his Infinity is no match for that woman’s wrath.

Days soon led into weeks, with slow but not so encouraging signs of improvement from the young girl. The elders of her clan and her parents had visited the college as soon as they can, and had kept tabs with every single thing that is going on with her. There was no denying the fear of her suddenly relapsing once more, and soon it will become too much for her parents to bear. The idea of keeping Y/N around, knowing that she is in so much pain, just for their selfish want of keeping her alive was a reality they want to avoid.

The once vibrant and lively campus soon turned gloomy; the hallways of the school quiet without the familiar sound of bunny-themed slippers running across its worn-out flooring. The chime of a familiar giggle was missing in the air, along with a dreamy voice that just never seems to stop; no matter what time of the day it is. There were days where the others forget that Y/N was not there to make dinner for the night, or she wasn’t there when they want to ask her opinion about something. Her room, which once served as a sanctuary for the students who can’t sleep at night, now became too painful to even walk past on certain days.

Yet everyone tried their hardest to go on with their days, knowing that it was what Y/N wanted them to do. If they were to allow their grief to consume them whole, they knew the delicate routine they had rebuilt would crumble before them. And if there is one thing they can do to keep Y/N’s memory alive, is to live their lives to the fullest. To try and cherish each and every day, no matter how painful reality is without her by their side.

They have to try, for her sake.

It wasn’t until a month passed when Yuta had came running into the lunch hall, looking like he had seen a ghost as he tried to catch his breath. “Okkotsu-senpai?” Megumi asks in concern as he looks over at the older man, putting his tray down to try and give his panting senpai a hand. “Are you-” He asked, only to have Yuta put a hand up to stop him as he took a few deep gulps of air.

“A-Awake...Y/N...Y/N is awake.”

Within a few seconds the students were sprinting across campus, none of them believing what Yuta had said until they have see it for themselves. What is usually a 10 minute walk from the lunch hall took about four minutes with them sprinting, possibly annoying half of the cleaners of the school that they were breaking the no running rule. Yet they didn’t stop even at their annoyed outcries, the simple wooden door of the infirmary almost coming off its hinges at how hard Maki had thrown it open.

Maki was the one who pushed the hospital room door open, causing the people in the room to jump in shock. Including Y/N, who had let out a soft squeak of shock; her voice hoarse from not using it for so long. The others blinked in shock at the sight of Y/N’s bright eyes meeting theirs at the doorway, ones that blinked before she gave them the biggest smile she can muster.

“H-Hi.” Y/N mumbles softly, to which Nanami just gave her a rare smile as he gently rubs her back, Gojo smirking softly as he recorded the reactions of the others by the door. He had gotten over the shock a few moments ago. “Don’t strain yourself, Y/N-chan. Remember what Ieiri-sensei said about straining your voice.” The blonde man hummed before he turned his blue eyes over at the shocked students as well. “And that goes to you too. If you all stress her out, I am not against tossing you all out.”

Y/N made a noise and turned to try and reassure the older man, not noticing how the others were staring at her in shock. The first person to move was Maki, whose eyes look suspicious wet as she stormed into the room. “I am going to kill you.” She growled out loudly, to which Y/N jumped before she held her arms out for protection; feeling a shiver of fear go up her spine. Yet before she can make a move to stop her, Maki suddenly wrapped her up in a hug, the arms that Y/N held out to try and pacify her angry classmate freezing from the unnatural reaction from Maki.

Y/N blinks for a few moments before she smiles softly and wraps Maki up in her arms as well, gently patting her head as Maki silently wets her shoulder with her tears. “I know.” Y/N mumbles out softly before her eyes met the others, giving them a soft smile as she gently gestures to the others to enter her room. Soon there was just a huge ball of crying teenagers hugging one another on Y/N’s hospital bed; Gojo and Nanami having moved aside to give them more space for their reunion as they watched on from the other side of the room. “Should we stop them?”

“Nah, we might get murdered if we try.” Gojo said with a hum as he grins over the sound of intelligible crying, looking over at Nanami who had a ghost of a smile on his lips at the sight. “Besides, this is great content. I never had a video of Maki crying before.” Gojo admitted, to which Nanami’s smile dropped as he looked over at him in annoyance.

“Why am I not surprised at all?”

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 3 years

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the lift.

STEVE ROGERS. MARVEL. ┃ USEFUL LINKS.

❝ request by anon: Girl I love that we must watch all the same things because your masterlist is heaven!! I love all the characters lol Can I request an imagine for reader x Steve Rogers where the reader is an avenger but her and Bucky are super close where everyone thinks they’re together, but it’s platonic. Reader and Steve have massive crushes on each other, but are two idiots who don’t realize it. The team has to help hem figure it out?? Or you can switch them around it you want. I love Steve and Bucky equally 🤷‍♀️

❝ request by anon: Hey girl! Awww yah! Requests are open 🎉 Can I request something for Steve Rogers? Maybe a prompt of “You came to my room at 4am...to cuddle?" I’m a sucker for Steve so honestly anything you write is fine 😅

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“This is a bad idea, sir”.

The metallic voice from F.R.I.D.A.Y. speaks throughout the living room. Even she knows that locking you and Steven inside the lift isn't going to help you to realize what you feel for each other.

“Sh…” Stark utters before taking a sip from his glass of whisky.

All the Avengers are there. Natasha has made popcorn to share with Bruce, while Pepper is trying to persuade his husband to stop, asking Bucky for help. But he just shrugs in her direction.

“Do you have plans for tonight?” The captain asks resting his waist against the railing, placing his hands there too.

“Nope. I think I'm just… gonna order some food and have a quiet night”. You shake your head, holding a S.H.I.E.L.D. file closer to your chest. “Why? You have another option?”

“Nope”. He imitates you with a soft grimace, almost giggling. “Sounds good to me, ma'am”.

“Oh, so, will I be blessed with your presence, Capta—”.

You can't finish the joke when the lift shakes slightly by stopping. A loud roar turns the lights inside red. Steve walks to the control, hitting every button on it as if this gesture could make it work again. And you're starting to sweat. You have claustrophobia and suddenly these four walls feel too close to each other. Like, really close.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y.?” He exclaims once and again before turning at you, hyperventilating sitting on the floor. “Hey, hey, hey! Are you okay?”

“I ca— I can't breathe, Steve”. You barely babble.

“Okay, okay, don't panic. It's okay”. Keeping as much calm as he can, the soldier removes the file from your hands to take off your jacket.

“Let the lift fall a little”. Tony casually pronounces the command to his A.I., making everyone in the room turn at him.

The lift falls a little. And the whole damn city can hear you screaming. Steve is on the verge of his nerves, standing up to try to force the doors and open them. You may be somewhere between the twentieth and the twenty-first floor. But they feel like both are hermetically closed.

“Hello? Anybody hear us?” The Captain screams from the bottom of his lungs, palming and hitting the walls.

“God, I'm gonna die”. You whisper in tears, causing your friend to kneel again close to you.

He doesn't doubt taking you into his strong arms, maneuvering to sit on the floor and put you onto his laps, tightly wrapping you against his chest. Steve rocks you, wanting you to calm down and to not think where you are, nor what's happening. He has protected and comforted you before, but this time where not even F.R.I.D.A.Y. is responding, you know it's the end. And you don't want to die in silence.

“I love you”. You sob, hiding your face under his jaw, gripping your fingers in his shirt.

He laughs quietly, leaving a kiss on top of your head. “I love you too”.

He hasn't understood you.

“I love you, Steve”. You repeat the confession. “I don't wan— wanna… die without telling you”.

“Don't be dramatic”. He scoffs, not replying to what you have just said.

Stark never thought it wouldn't happen this fast, but now, everybody is celebrating your revelation.

“Can you, for the love of God, take them out of there?" Pepper almost begs, knowing how bad do you feel in closed spaces.

“Just… one minute else”.

The excuse they gave you both was that they were training and minding their own business. But the A.I. is everywhere, so at least you don't believe them. And you can't stop thinking about what you told Steve. He hasn't acted weird after it, probably imagining it has been part of the moment. But it's not.

Getting up from your bed, not being able to sleep, you tour the long hallways to his dorm. Taking a deep breath as you notice the light under the door, you come closer to knock it. Walking inside and closing the room behind your back, you rest it against the iron door. The soldier is lying on his mattress, reading a book about Sherlock Holmes. But the story is left in the background when he raises his eyes towards you and a funny grimace appears on his face.

“You came to my room at fou—”.

“I was serious”. You interrupt him with a firm tone. Swallowing, you close your eyes to find the encouragement to repeat your words somehow. “I'm in love with you, Steve. Ever since”.

His gesture suddenly disappears, causing you to tremble a little. But before you can continue speaking, he tosses the sheets by his side over him to palm the bed. In silence, you walk straight to it slowly, hesitating. As soon as his arms can surround you, he pushes you onto his chest, tucking you there. He didn't believe the excuse Stark gave you either. It wasn't a coincidence.

“I love you too”. He whispers, not like a secret, but only wanting you to hear his —surprisedly— honeyed voice. “I can't even explain what you make me feel, but you complete me in the most perfect way. And I was good being your friend. I can't anymore now”.

Steve is aware he doesn't need vocal permission to kiss you, bringing his lips to yours. You don't hold back a soft sigh, leaving a hand on his chest and landing the other on his neck. At first, you don't have any rush. You take your time tasting each other's lips until he finds your tongue with his and something explodes within your guts. Soon the two of you are breathless, needed for more, pawing and exploring your anatomies under your clothes.

“I want to make you mine”. The soldier growls against your mouth, settling himself between your legs to shorten any kind of distance, losing the shame that still characterizes him sometimes.

“And, what are you waiting for, Captain?” You gasp tangling your fingers into the golden locks of hair.

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shadowed-dancer · 3 years

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My Thoughts on the New MHA Opening and Ending

I have thoughts, and I will share them because oh boy if I don’t get this out I’m gonna explode

Vague Spoilers for the manga (up to chapter 258 and vigilantes) because I discuss the upcoming arcs, but I don’t discuss any major plot points in detail. Still, proceed with caution if you’re anime only

Keep in mind, this OP and ED will cover the Endeavour Agency Arc and the MVA Arc, so I will be judging them accordingly.

First, the OP

This is a good OP... in theory (that’s going to become my catchphrase for this post). It’s nice to look at and flows pretty well, but my biggest problem is that it doesn’t do it’s job. An OP is supposed to be a sort of... summary (?) of the Cour it plays for. That means any cool plot points, emotional beats, and important characters should be featured in some way, shape, or form. We’ll talk about that more later, but first let’s discuss the music.

The song is really good. I have a feeling it will continue to grow on me as I listen to it more often, but yeah my first impression is that the song sounds great. My only complaint about the music itself is that it ends kind of abruptly (I noticed this is the JT opening too). The previous openings used to have a bit of instrumental to “play us out” and lead us to the end card, but this one feels like it ends very suddenly and unnaturally.

As for the visuals...

Yeah alright I’ll admit, the visuals are stunning... in theory. I appreciate the variety in backgrounds and colours, it makes the OP really interesting to look at. This was actually one of my biggest problems with the JT Opening, it all took place on the training grounds, so there was no variety (everything was metal tubes with a blue sky, with only 3 shots set somewhere different). I appreciate the style of this OP.

But like I said, that’s only in theory, as in, through screenshots these are all pleasing to look at. The pacing of this OP is wild, and I truly don’t know who to blame for this.

That sunset shot above? It lasts approximately 12 seconds, zooming in every few to make it seem like something is happening (when in reality it’s still the same poses, angles, etc). While there’s nothing wrong with a nice, drawn out shot, it becomes irritating when compared to the pacing of the rest of this op.

At the 41 second mark, we are given the shot above. It has flowed directly from the previous sunset scene. We still have not moved away from the image of the trio (aside from the opening shot and the title card) yet we’re approaching the halfway mark of the OP.

The next shot is the MLA, which lasts about 5 seconds. Ok, perfect. Not too long, but also not short enough to be confusing. It cuts away a little fast once the dude on the far left appears, but does anyone actually know who that is? No, seriously, I’m asking. I don’t remember his name and he’s not on the wiki, so I can only assume he’s not important. Therefore, it’s not all that bad if the shot cuts away shortly after he comes into frame. The audience is able to take in the scene without having to pause...

... And then the problems start

While this shot is fine in theory, it pans up fast and cuts away quickly. You know how hard it was for me to get this screenshot? Really hard. You want to know why I struggled so much? Because, due to the timing of the cut and the way it pans upwards, it’s almost impossible to pause on Dabi’s face. I literally had to go frame by frame to get it, because he’s in shot for so little time that naturally pausing is guaranteed to miss him.

When watching this in real time (without pausing) the cut away makes you feel as if you missed something because “something was there, I just couldn’t register what because now it’s gone”. Unlike Compress, who wears a very colourful coat you can recognize the entire time, Dabi’s pants are more blended into the background.

It also doesn’t help that this shot is literally composed to draw your attention away from Dabi until the last possible second. Due to framing, your eye is naturally drawn to the brightly coloured Toga in the foreground, making it super easy to miss Dabi in the back (until, of course, his bright face appears and contrasts against the background, drawing your eye just in time for the scene to change, leaving you to wonder who or what you missed).

I know this sounds like nitpicking, but this shot is the only group shot we get of the League, and is also the start of a seriously weird trend for the villains in this OP getting the short end of the stick.

Anyways, then we get what I’ll call “The Carousel Shot” in which every Class 1A kid shows up and poses dramatically, as if they were on a carousel. It’s a lovely sequence and I really enjoy watching it but... why is it in this OP?

Seriously, this is a genuine question. Class 1A barely shows up in the Endeavour Agency Arc, and NONE of the students are in MVA. This sequence (not counting the three boys at the end) lasts 8 seconds. Why is this much time dedicated to characters who are barely in the arc? (Unless Studio Bones extends their work studies into fuller plot lines which oh my gosh please don’t do that, or if they do, do it quick).

We then get what I call the “Oh God I Blinked And Missed Everything” sequence, which lasts 3 seconds (not including the longer, moving shot of Shigaraki at the end) and features NINE INDIVIDUAL IMAGES, none of which are related to each other. Not only is this 3 images per second, but the fact that they are all unrelated means you can’t even use previous information to fill in the blanks.

What do I mean by that? Well, imagine if I show you 9 images of various pro heroes posing. If I play that in 3 seconds you’ll absolutely miss some of them, but as long as you catch some you’ll still get an idea of what I’m trying to show to you. Your brain is able to fill in the gaps that “I recognized 4 pro heroes, therefore the rest must have also been pros” even if you didn’t register every single frame.

That doesn’t work if every frame features a completely different subject. The shots in this sequence vary so widely that it’s impossible to find a through line. Some feature multiple characters, some feature one, some are closeups, some are super far away, some are character’s we know, others are characters we don’t. It’s impossible to get a solid read on what you’re being shown.

Now, again, there’s nothing wrong with these super quick shots... in theory. The problem comes from the fact that these shots are the only indicators for some of the major themes that will be explored during this Cour (like Twice’s growth and young Shigaraki).

That being said, let’s move away from criticism and talk about speculation, because hidden amongst this sequence are two... interesting images.

This All Might one is very reminiscent of the shot in Chapter 257, where Aizawa and All Might have a conversation while staring up at the stars. However, this is technically the start of the “War Arc” (or the “prologue”, if that’s what you want to call it), so this might indicate that we’re going to get farther into the series than a lot of us guessed.

(Many people suspected we’d get to that cliffhanger at the start of the season (if you read the manga you know the one), but after seeing the pacing for JT a lot of us assumed we’d be lucky to even finish Endeavour Agency. It seems we’re back to the cliffhanger now though lol).

This is another really interesting shot because it’s indicative of Shirakumo, meaning we might get to see Aizawa and Mic confront him some time this Cour (this also makes sense, since this confrontation technically happens before that All Might scene I mentioned in the previous paragraph).

But the cat specifically is a really strange addition. That cat is named Sushi and, correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think Sushi is ever mentioned in the main series. I think he’s only in Vigilantes.

This might just be a little Easter Egg for Vigilante readers, but I’m personally hoping that they’ll add at least a few Vigilante shots in there to really tug at the heart strings. I’d say I want a whole Vigilante episode but I don’t think they have the time (unless they really cram MVA, which I do NOT want).

I don’t have much to say about the last bit of the OP. The action shot between the 3 boys was nice, and it follows the sort of narrative through line they established from the early shot of them sitting at the sunset. I also like the shot of Endeavour fading in to replace All Might, even if it’s very simple.

But I want to talk about an overarching problem I touched upon earlier in that villain shot: the way the villains are handled in this OP.

This is a good OP... in theory. The problem is, it doesn’t represent half the arcs in the cour! Every shot of the League is so rushed that you can barely register that they were on screen before they’re gone.

I have no idea how many Episodes Endeavour Agency will take, but I’d assume 3 (4 if you count the Christmas episode). 12 episodes for this Cour minus 3 for Endeavour Agency = 9 episodes left. If we truly do get the prologue for the War Arc (and if we assume it’s only 1 episode) that leaves us with 8 villains episodes.

8/12 episodes (aka two thirds of the Cour) will likely be about the villains. And yet they’re pushed to the background so hard in this OP.

I want to dream, and I want to believe that this OP is going to magically change when MVA starts. The song fits super well, and I can imagine like an inversion of the OP but from the Villain side! Wouldn’t that be neat? Imagine right after the “it’s alright” part Shigaraki just freaking decays the title card... oh man that would be so cool. But, alas, I highly doubt they’d do that.

Side rant, but you know what was so fun about MVA in the manga? It’s that, for 21 chapters, we leave the kids behind and the villains become our protagonists. Suddenly Shigaraki is the one we’re rooting for, suddenly we’re learning backstories for everyone, and suddenly we find ourselves just as attached to the villains as we are to the kids. It’s an inversion that’s SO RARE to find, and I think many people (myself included) were hoping it would be reflected in the OP.

A big part of being the protagonist means featuring heavily in the OP, and a lot of us just wanted the villains to get that honour, even if only once. As is, the OP still treats them as the antagonists when... really they aren’t. Not right now, at least.

So yeah, final thoughts on the OP are that it’s good, it’s just not very representative of the arcs it’s supposed to cover. If this was just for Endeavour Agency, I’d say it’s actually really cool, but if we assume that this is what will play for the Villain Arc, then it simply doesn’t do it’s job. And it makes me sad to say that because, again, this OP is really well done.

If I had to rate it? Hmmm

If Studio Bones actually grants my wish and creates a different visual for the Villain Arc (while using the same song) and then this version only plays for the Endeavour Agency Arc and the War Prologue? I’d give it an 8/10. It’s really good, but it could use a few more elements that are clearly derived from the Agency Arc (ahem, Todoroki siblings).

But if this is the OP that will play for the entire Cour? a 6.5/10. It’s nice, but it’s not representative of one of the arcs it’s going to cover. And, unlike other arcs like Pro Hero or Summer Exams, the villain Arc is so important and takes up so much time that it honestly feels like a bit of a disservice.

Now for the Ending

I want to say that I appreciate how soft this ending starts. This cour will likely feature a lot of episodes that end on... heavier themes, and I think the sight of peaceful, falling raindrops is the perfect way to let the audience process their emotions before starting the ending in earnest.

The song itself is very nice, and I like that it’s a bit slower than the more recent endings.

(Side note, but the FUNNIEST moment in the entire series is when Sir Nighteye dies because it’s so emotional and everyone is standing around his bed in his heartwrentching silence, only for the ending to come BLARING IN out of no where. If you forgot how jarringly hilarious it was, go listen to the Eri ending and tell me that’s not the funniest thing this series ever did. Anyways yeah I’m glad that’s not gonna happen this Cour).

This ending is a bit all over the place in terms of it’s visuals, but honestly I think it works. Most endings usually have a theme tying them together (all the Class 1A girls, a fantasy AU, old photographs, planning a party, etc) but this ending’s theme is a bit harder to identify.

That being said, I think it’s just supposed to show everyone going about their day. It’s calm, it’s peaceful, and it’s just very sweet to think about

I like this shot. Actually, scratch that, I like this whole sequence. I enjoy anything that allows Class 1A to chill and have fun.

Hawks is featured quite heavily in this ending which, fair. He’s pretty important in this arc.

I really love the shot where Endeavour immediately switches to Hawks, I thought that was a lot of fun, and very good symbolism on how Hawks wants to be like Endeavour. I also love all the shots of Baby Hawks, because it’s adorable.

Something about this shot is just so cute. It’s the little domestic things like waiting for a bus that make this ending feel... idk the word, real? It shows a side of the characters that we’ll never see in the episodes, but we know have to exist.

Like yes, of course the kids have to wait for the bus. We never see it, but of course there are those moments of quiet. Agh, I love it.

The villains also make an appearance and I’m very happy about that (I’d love to see more of the villains just chilling around, I think they deserve it). I kind of wish they weren’t sitting in a dark room for the sake of being edgy, since I think it would be nice to see the villains just... sort of existing, but honestly it’s still a nice shot. I also like how this shot sort of mirrors the first one with Class 1A (someone coming in while everyone else is sitting and waiting for them).

That being said, as much as I love looking at Dabi and his stupid face (affectionate)... why is Dabi the one getting the closeup?

Mind you, endings don’t need to be connected to their Cours (they can be, like the Eri one, but they don’t have to be). But this ending does seem to be connected to the arcs it intends to cover, given all the Hawks appearances, the boys wearing their work study scarves, etc.

So, I ask again, why Dabi? Out of the six League members, we learn the backstory for four of them in this arc (Shigaraki, Toga, Twice, and we very briefly learn about Spinner). The only two left out are Dabi and Compress.

I can only assume they chose Dabi because he’s constantly in contact with Hawks, and therefore that makes him important? If the OP told us anything, it’s that Bones values the Endeavour Agency Arc over the Villain Arc lol...

... Oh my gosh please tell me that’s not actually the reason Dabi is focused on here BONES WAI-

Anyways, the ending comes to a close with Hawks watching over the kids and Endeavour. The relaxing time is done, it’s time for work studies.

Overall impression? It’s great. It’s hard to screw up an ending, so as long as you have something pretty on screen, it’s wonderful.

I’ll give this a 9/10

#bnha #bnha season 5 #dabi #keigo takami #bnha season five #katsuki bakugo #shoto todoroki #mha season 5 #mha season five #bnha op #bnha opinions #izuku midoriya #bnha hawks #ok to reblog #actually yes please do reblog if you found this interesting #I worked hard on it

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Intro & My take on KM

Hi!

I’m new around here so it’s supposed to be (not so short) introduction, since I don’t know how to start a blog heh. I hope to sprinkle my 0.5 cents into the KM conversation and maybe to bring a new perspective from someone, who is not a part of the typical English-speaking West.

Who /the hell/ Am I?

(please, consider it to be said with NJ’s voice from Intro: Persona :D)

I was born in Siberia (it’s in the Asian part of Russia), currently live in the European part of the country while studying at a Uni (European in terms of geography, not in terms of everything else i’m definitely not shading rn lolllll). English is not my first language, I’ve just kind of learnt it to some extent. Due to this it takes me more time to write a post; and I may (and will) make some grammatical & other mistakes. Plus I’m lazy AND busy with Uni, so I won’t even promise to be consistent in posting smth lol. But I thought I need more practice in terms of writing in English, so here I am, actually scribbling something. This feels weird, because I’ve been around stan Tumblr since 2015, but never ever interacted, just read.

How I ended up around Jikook/Kookmin (and BTS) & My (long&messy) take on this matter

Although I had heard of BTS before, I became an Army only in October 2018. I had kinda avoided them, because you know... boybands.... sing songs about romantic love and how they love girls.......... (+I had been around Twitter when 1D been at their peak and I remember a quite toxic community of fans, whom always had scared me). Shortly, hello stereotypes. Obviously, after I got engaged I felt terribly sorry that I had been sleeping on them, but what is done cannot be undone.

Someone I knew back then reposted one of their MVs and I, during my sad hours of procrastination, decided to watch it. Then I saw their live performance with the same song. And I thought “wow these guys can sing and dance and the music is kinda cool, i need to check this out maybe??”

Then a funny thing happened. One of the next videos I watched (the same person had it added to their page) was a 2016 BangtanBomb where JM and JK practiced their Coming of Age dance.

Do you know this moment with Gina from the 1st episode of Brooklyn 9-9:

Well, that was precisely me after I watched it. I don’t even know how to explain this, it was kind of a gut feeling? Whatever you call it, I started to get suspicious and couldn’t even explain to myself why. /actually now a do have questions to this vid and the main one - why does everyone cringe that much? if it’s a girly choreo than they had done some “girly” moves before. why is there such strong reaction??/

I started to get deeper and went to some ru-shipper communities. Shipping culture among Russian speaking fans is... well, weird to some extent, but I maybe address this topic some time later. You need to consider that (as far as you probably know) Russia is quite homophonic country and sadly is not the greatest place for LGBTQ+ community at the moment. The non-frienly influential attitudes hanging in the society + the general shippers’ weirdness = the result is not that nice honestly.

I struggled for some time in order to find more mature people (not just in terms of age but in general sanity), failed, ended up with some EXTREMELY toxic ru-fans of TK, which was/is the most popular pairing here, spent among them like 15 minutes and ran away horrified. After that I didn’t even try to engage with shippers or believers or whatever of any pair and just decided to enjoy the music and the content (which is a great idea, highly recommend!)

After a couple of days I discovered that JK makes videos. I love video, films and visual art so I immediately found them on YT, saw the titles with names of different cities from all over the world and was like “Oh that must be so cool, he’s visited so many outstanding places I’ve never been to, so I really need to watch it! I shall enjoy some beautyyy”. Then I clicked on GCFt.

Well, what can I say. I did enjoy some beauty, but not the type I had initially anticipated. The biggest clickbait in my entire life. JK should be proud of himself.

/as I said - the beauty/

I had already known Troy back then and I known the song’s lyrics so it would not be an underestimation to say - the video just blew my mind. I was like - hold on is this real? seriously?? no really really????? he manage to get away with something THAT obvious?????? dude how

As a person who edited videos AND is not a native English speaker, I don’t buy the explanation “oh he mustve didnt get the lyrics lmao”. You just don’t do that. You don’t. DON’T. You google and translate every shit you don’t understand, every word and idiom you’ve never encountered, because otherwise the possibility of an epic failure is very likely. You wouldn’t want to give your mum a video as a birthday present and then discover that you used a song with WAP-ish lyrics, right? (well maybe that would be okay in your family, I don’t judge, but that’s not the case for people I know). So don’t you dare to degrade JK’s intellectual capacities; such assumption is really offensive. He is a smart boii, he knows exactly what he’s doing in terms of his art.

So I was shocked, but decided to look for the context - maybe I missed some previous events regarding this Tokyo thing (another great idea - always check the context). Well, apparently I didn’t, because the whole narrative with the trip for two, lovely selfies etc. made my poor brain lowkey explode. (I still don’t buy the rings theory thing though)

But I didn’t give up lol! I’m a bit stubborn and it’s very hard to convince me in anything, so I decided to search for more context, more of their interactions, moreeee. Remember, the late October 2018, there were no swan lakes, RB, and even MMA18 hadn’t happened yet.

This time I ended up watching content in more or less consistent way, and when I saw all of these scenes with affectionate JM and a cool badass i-don’t-care-about-anyone-i’m-a-manly-man-with-no-feelings-whatsoever JK, I just hysterically laughed.

Homophobic Russia, remember? I recognized this. Growing up here being LGBT myself, taught me the same type behaviour during my high school days. When a girl I kinda liked but didn’t what to admit it to myself was nice to me or (oh god) flirted with me, I did something similar. It’s like a huge panic mode. Being an introvert doesn’t help either. The funniest thing is that you may not entirely realise what exactly is going on in terms of your own feelings, especially at that age (16-18ish). In my personal case, I thought I liked her but as a friend, only later to realise that well not as a friend oops :DDD The second thing (already not so funny) is that you actually consciously or unconsciously try to avoid the subject as much as possible, as long as possible and pretend that nothing is going on. We’re just bros. Stop doing this stupid gayish thing and don’t look at me like that, you’re annoying. If you ever do this again I (gently) kick you. I’m straighter than a straight line in my math textbook. IDK, but probably that’s your brain is somehow trying to protect you. Again, in my case&position I knew that the consequences for any non-straight person being outed would be bad (TW not to the point of being killed bad, but to the point of being excluded from a big part of society). So for me it was a mixture of the internalized homophobia + lack of self reflection + just being a bit emotionally slow + very! straight community around. Shit happens, I was a teenager and made my share of mistakes, but that experience helps me to recognize the same pattern of behaviour up to this day.

So coming back to KM, because the post is already waaay too long and I just ramble. It’s been 2+ years for me being a part of this fandom, and what can I say... Things become more intense and eventful with every year passing by ;) Funny how I felt that vibe from the 2016 dance practice video. Seeing the Black Swan performance a week ago almost had me choked, no joking. They are amazing.

Pure Art

However, and I would like to emphasize that, I do not incline that KM are 100% romantically involved and/or gay or whatever. I tend to treat people with respect and not to make too much assumptions about their private life. That’s not my business. However, I’m also not a fan of heteronormativity, so I’m just sitting here and observe everything that’s going on putting some distance and not forgetting being generally polite and critical thinking. But if they are just straightest besties please give them an Oscar before Grammy

Anyways, I hope this blog won’t kick the bucket from the very start and I will post something every now and then. You can always ask me questions about some BTS/Jikook related stuff or something about Russia and a Russian view on mass culture topics, since I’m pretty sure some of you have very stereotypical view of what is going on here :) However, do note that I’ve never been to America or Europe, therefore I may not be aware of something verrrry obvious to you or just have a completely different experience.

P.S. And yeah, I’m used to say Jikook, since it’s the name which is used much more frequently in Russian. i like it better and what will u do haha

#jikook #kookmin #what am i even doing here #i'm gonna regret this #long post

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Oh hi! Can i ask for 💚 for felix with a female reader? Thank u! Those prompts were so cute btw!!

YES!! I’m glad you like them! Honestly this is the most realistic way I could imagine Felix confessing since he’d never outright admit it without a little prodding.. 🍄🖤

Felix:

- Felix would appear to be just as much of an asshole, but the other lions who know him well recognize that he is significantly less of an asshole to you. This is Felix code for ‘damn it I secretly love you’.

- In the academy days I could totally see Felix with unresolved feelings for a childhood crush on you, back from your little friend group in Faerghus. You don’t really remember anything out of the ordinary, but as the oldest kid I know Sylvain remembers everything that mini Felix did. Probably Ingrid too, she’s pretty perceptive, and I’m sure they eventually got Dimitri in on it.

- So flash forward to present day with all of you as members of Blue Lions, Felix has been trying just a little too hard to convince them that he definitely doesn’t have feelings for you. Faerghus squad has decided it’s been drawn out long enough, the truth has gotta come out before you end up married off to some other noble and it’s too late.

- Definitely says dramatic stuff like ‘you’re insufferable’ and ‘I have no idea how I’ve tolerated you for so long’ when he gets flustered to cover up what he really means, ‘damn it you’re adorable’ and ‘pining after you for a decade is getting frustrating’.

- Sylvain’s ability to evoke jealousy and Dimitri’s ability to elicit a protective response from Felix because ‘get the hell away from her boar’ are S rank weapons in the ‘confession war zone’.

- Step One: Get everyone to have an outing in town to “pick up something for Byleth.” Oh boy! Is that a pastry shop? Well Ingrid just has to force you all to go in! Everyone can sit at a booth with her while she eats~ Alright, time for Dimitri to sit right next to you! A success, he earns a mumbled ‘I don’t trust you for a second, boar’ and then Felix is wedging himself between the two of you. Oh man that’s a tight squeeze. Oh goddess you haven’t been this close to Felix since you were little. It is at this point, Felix realizes that he has been duped. And he is now focusing on suppressing his raging heartbeat while touching thighs and arms with the love of his life. Damn those scoundrels..

- Step Two: Lunchtime! Sylvain has engaged you in a ✨casual✨ game of hot or not, prompting you about your opinions on people at the monastery ‘innocently’ while we test just how hard Felix is capable of clenching his fists! Q: So, who’s the hottest house leader? A: Huh, I’ve never thought about that...I mean, Dimitri does have really pretty eyes! Felix is officially >:((((( and oh man when the boar stutters out a thank you Felix almost loses it..but he feigns cool and scoffs at the both of you.

- Q: Hmm ok..then what about everyone in our friend group? A: What? I mean, I think everyone looks pretty good?? Q: Welllll I don’t know man, Felix is hella scary, he has a permanent scowl! Stupid Sylvain!! Felix’s nails are full on digging into his palms now, how dare Sylvain talk shit about him with you?! Then you laugh..Goddess send help please your laugh is too adorable!! A: Quit being a jerk, Sylvain, Felix is totally attractive! OH MAN. Is it even possible for Felix to hide how red his face is? Can everyone hear how fast his heart is pounding? (Y/n) just called him attractive he feels like he’s going to explode!

- Step Three: Get everyone to cycle through sparring together and tell embarrassing stories about Felix. It’s a little evil but it’s a master plan..sparring is when Felix’s emotions show up the most. Everyone pray for my boy Dimitri who agreed to fight Felix while he’s worked up. You’re benched for this match, watching Felix because man he was impressive..when Sylvain and Ingrid engage you in an odd conversation about your childhood to pass the time. Including:

• Remember that time when we were little and Felix scraped his knee up super bad and came crying to you? He was sniffling so hard and he clutched onto you like a baby koala the whole time you patched it up!

• Oh, or the time that we went out by ourselves to go camping and when it got dark Felix was so scared! He kept crying and crying until you eventually let him share a sleeping bag with you!

• What about the time you sprained your ankle and Felix carried you the whole way home and told you he would be your knight in shining armor?

• There was also that time when you and Felix built a pillow fort and he told us that we weren’t allowed inside because it was ‘The Fort of Fraldarius’. And then we asked why you got to play inside the fort and he said that you were ‘Lady Fraldarius of the Fort’

- ALRIGHT THAT’S IT. Rip Dimitri, his sparring partner is in a frenzy of embarrassment masked by rage 💔 Shortly after hitting Dimitri with a sword over and over again Felix goes off to hole up in his room after being called out for his feelings. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little flustered, but it was ultimately overpowered by how funny it was to think back to little things like that and then look at present day Felix. You hadn’t thought about him like that in a while, he would always come to you and so you gave him space when he became more closed off.

- But you still mostly retained the ability to pick up on what the underlying meaning of your friend’s words and actions was. It seems he really hadn’t changed so much from the sensitive little boy who sought your attention..his adoration was still there, he just had no idea what to do with it. Truthfully, a part of you has always loved Felix and you had even wondered about the possibility you’d end up married to him, given the ties between your parents.

- The thought of Felix sulking behind you silently yearning for the rest of your academy days and then abruptly having to go into marriage with you was a mess. So, if you were certain Felix liked you despite his words, would it really be so daunting for you to make a move?

- Now you’re knocking on his door and hear a very muffled ‘go away’. The length of the chain bolt keeping the door shut allowed you to wedge it open just about an inch and you quietly peek inside and..Felix is on his bed, well, you can’t really see him because there is a heap of blankets piled over him. As if he’s building a protective barricade against your friends. Wait that’s exactly what he’s doing lol this is just the fuck off fort WAIT HOLY SHIT FORT-

- You whine at him to at least let you chill in his blanket fort because you didn’t do anything with the intention of teasing him. He groans at your childishness and informs you that this ‘fort’ is not yours to invade. Ok this could end up with a million different outbursts but the cards are all on the table-

- ‘But Felixxxxxx!! Even if I’m older I’m still Lady Fraldarius of the Fort 🥺🥺🥺’

- But he’s quick to quip back at you..damn so close!! ‘Well, (Y/n), given that you are 17 years old now I was inclined to believe that you realized that you actually have to marry a Fraldarius for that title. Perhaps I underestimated your idiocy.’ DAMN. He really went there. Ok, if that’s how it is, two can play that game..

- ‘Damn, alright. Well if that’s what it takes to get into the cozy Fort of Fraldarius, where do I sign up to check off the qualifications?’ >:3

- OH BOY UMMM FELIX IS COMING OVER HERE REALLY FAST- Be prepared to be picked up and be thrown into the fort with Felix.. It’s actually quite impressive how many different ways Felix can find to call you an idiot..while still attached to you. Felix, too, has known that there’s a probability you would become eloped by your families, and brings that up now because ‘Whatever. I suppose if I must marry an idiot, it would minimize the negatives if it was an idiot that I’ve already had to tolerate for so long. But if I have to endure such for my family line, I guess I should build up as much of a tolerance for you as possible before then.’

- So basically, the heavily encrypted message you received was ‘Yes, I’ve always thought about marrying you. But, now you have to be my girlfriend and give me as much of your attention and affection as possible’ He gets a little better about covering things up and has at least admitted that he loves you and you’re official, along with that it makes him happy when you hold him like you did when you were kids. He’s gone a wholeass decade now without ever seeking out anyone else, just remembering your childhood affections, so once you’re alone and he’s gotten used to things enough he’ll be pretty touch starved. Now, he just sits and waits, glaring at you until you deliver your routine cuddles that he would never admit to wanting out loud..

WHEW OK I DID IT AGAIN AND WROTE A RIDICULOUSLY LONG HC ON ACCIDENT 🥺🍄 Followers pls let me know if you like the long ones I write or if you’d like me to start making them short! Also lmk if you want me to censor any cussing it’s just a regular part of my vocabulary so I always end up writing some! Tyty for all the support I really really appreciate it 🥰✨ Oh! also! this is a side blog so unfortunately I can’t really reply to comments without it getting confusing, but I read everything and appreciate comments so so so much!

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