#anyway. my delusional point stands. IT WOULD BE FUN
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allow me to be completely delusional here for a second. what if this:
is brad and david having their own danarachel parking lot kiss moment but this time jo is the one who busts them instead of carol (once again i am completely delusional)
#i just think it would be funny if they had a repeat of the danarachel kiss#complete with the same music playing#but this time it's the fuckin. it's the goddamn old men#idk i think that would be a funny callback and it would give the fans what they want (seeing the old men make out sloppy style)#it's not gonna happen but it would be fun. megan ganz can you hear me it would be FUN#mythic quest#this can go in the tag sure#im not even convinced that's david on the right?#idk it could be him i guess. does he cuff his pants usually#lemme check#no he does not#could be rachel???#or someone else entirely???????#anyway. my delusional point stands. IT WOULD BE FUN
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i absolutely love your professor ghost and love series <333. i’m curious what you think will be the event that pushes them over the edge of wistful pining to an actual relationship🫣🫣🫣it would have to require an extreme event or something bc old man simon is way too deep in his fantasies to actually do anything about them😐😐😐
It's a the way there isn't a single thing. There's no change, there's no rejection, there's a consistency that drives Ghost mad. Love is as she always is, and he can't stand it anymore. She interrupts his lecture, she presses close and smiles at him, she smells like rosehip and honey and her lips are so soft looking up close. But she keeps leaving, winding him up and leaving him. It's a dance he can't keep up with, one that has born a new school of philosophy and pain. Love gathers her papers and turns to leave with a smile and quiet 'thank you' and Ghost?
Ghost grabs Love by the back of the neck, catching her tight before she can make her escape. The motion of it jolts her stopping her in her tracks. There's only so much flirting a man can stomach before he starts getting agitated. He doesn't want to scare her, not badly anyway, he just wants her to stop playing with him. He's past delusional, he's going insane. He's imagining a future he shouldn't be, swiping her things, waiting for her just to be disappointed. He's writing, loving to the point of creation, to the point of philosophy.
The absolute devotion in her eyes, the soft flutter of her lashes when he reels her back in and cages her against his chest, God. He pulls her hair tight in his fist, his cock twitching as she settles her hands on his chest. He should dismiss class early, but he doubts anyone would clear out of the lecture hall fast enough for him to bend her over the lectern. Ghost settles on his previous plan of asking Love what her fucking problem is.
"You 'avin' fun?" He asks, his voice a low growl. Love hums, spreads her fingers wide over his pecs, before curling them in the fabric of his button down.
"Be having more with your hand around my throat." She tells him, still flirting, and still getting a reaction from him. Ghost tightens his grip, tugs her head back, and watches her lips part around a sigh.
Does she even know every vulnerability that she displays? The bared throat, clear path to major organs, a lack of awareness that teeters on trusting. God, she trusts him.
The knowledge licks at him like holding his hand too close to an open flame. It tightens in his chest, makes his stomach churn. What has he done to earn that? What can he do to make her take it back, to make her take all of it back? Every touch, every spare glance, every word out of her mouth. She could take it all back and he'd still be here, he'd still have seen her and wanted her, wanted to know her. He'd still have seen her name on emails and known there was something missing from him. He'd still have wallowed in his misery, in a world- a life- without her.
"Why're ya doin' this to me?" He feels it fall out of him, pleading, the question he never could come up with an answer to, even with every degree of philosophy he could scrounge up.
"Because it feels right," She murmurs, "doesn't it?"
"No." Ghost insists. Love blinks, her eyes sliding over him, a frown tugging at the corners of her lips.
"You don't want me?"
There's such a vulnerability, a disbelief, in her voice that he wants to scream: that's not it. That's not it. He'd be lying with just a twitch of a nod, and lying has never suited Ghost, withholding sure, but not lying. The way she looks at him tugs bile up his throat, makes the pain in his chest clench that much tighter.
The universe has only ever taken from him. No good deed has ever gone unpunished in Ghost's life. He's built his camp on sorrow and rage, but it bites out of him to tell her:
"I've never wanted anythin' else."
#simon ghost riley#x oc#cod x oc#ghost mw2#simon riley#simon riley x oc#simon ghost riley x oc#ghost x oc#professor au#professor!ghost#oc: love
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the interview with the exes | lee minho
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the studio is a small white room. there are two seats in the middle of it. there’s minimal lighting in the room. the crew stands in silence, watching the interview unfold.
two people enter, cautiously nodding at each other and take a seat.
and so, the interview with your ex begins as the camera starts rolling.
[interviewer: hello, you’re the second couple today we’re going to interview, are you guys ready?]
minho: [nods slowly]
y/n: [smiles at the camera before nodding]
[interviewer: can you guys introduce yourselves while looking at the camera and state your relation?]
minho: [waving at the camera] hi, i’m lee minho. i’m y/n’s ex.
y/n: i’m l/n y/n…uh, his ex.
[they catch each other’s eyes, immediately looking away. the studio already feels awkward]
[interviewer: how did you guys first meet?]
y/n: we were actually–
minho: [at the same time] we had–
[another awkward glance passes between them]
minho: you go first
y/n: oh umm, we met on a blind date.
minho: [chuckling ]we were both forced to actually
y/n: you’re right haha, i remember you almost stood me up
minho: yeah, but then it started raining and i felt bad for making you wait
y/n: [relaxing their shoulders with a smile] always a gentleman
minho:
y/n: …
[interviewer: did you two hit it off instantly?]
y/n: ….
minho: well, isn’t this awkward…
y/n: [hesitantly] minho was…let’s just say, he wasn’t the best at being not-so-blunt
minho: [nodding his solemnly] fair enough, which is why i see no point in beating about the bush. i was having a hard couple of days and my friend had set me up on a blind date without asking me…now that i think about it, i guess i had been a bit too rude.
y/n: he did turn up to the date, drenched in the rain. i was about to leave, and honestly i should have been mad at him but seeing as how he had still made it, especially dripping like a soaked cat…it was cute. i guess.
y/n: but then he yelled at me
minho:
y/n: we got off the wrong foot, because somehow a stranger’s words, for whatever reason, had actually hurt me? [confused]
minho: y-yeah, that…
[another strained silence passes between the two. minho casts furtive glances at y/n, but they keep staring at the floor]
[interviewer: so how did you two start dating?]
minho: do we…do we have to answer these?
y/n: i don’t mind answering, if you’d rather not say
minho: [glancing at y/n guiltily. y/n looks away from him]
minho: [sighing] no. it’s my story to tell as much as yours.
y/n: we had this…cat and mouse kind of a relationship. i don’t know, i never take offence to what people have to say about me, but i guess when he yelled at me for still waiting for him to turn up for a blind date, i was upset?
minho: how many times do i need to apologise for that?
y/n: [sighing at their hands in their lap] you still don’t get it, do you?
minho: …
y/n: anyway…he must have felt bad about it all, but if you know lee minho as i do, you’d know he’s not one to apologise outright. we fought a lot, even before we started dating…
minho: i’m not sure if i was right to assume that they were just friendly bickering anymore.
y/n: before? or after?
minho: …before
y/n: oh. no, those didn’t hurt me. you and me and everyone around us seemed to know that we were just flirting.
minho: good.
y/n: …
y/n: we were always teasing each other
minho: uh huh, it was fun to get on each other’s nerves [chuckles]
y/n: [grinning] true. it did make us closer.
minho: …
y/n: i suppose i really was delusional.
minho: [coughs into his hand]
[interviewer: i think it would be safe to assume you had been frenemies at one point? and that eventually led to dating?]
y/n: [shaking their head] not entirely. it was the reason we dated, but the intentions were not entirely similar.
minho: [clearing his throat] they asked me out first and…
y/n: and he accepted out of pity.
minho: y/n…
y/n: because he never liked me that way.
minho: i did like you. just not romantically.
[interviewer: hold on, i thought you two dated?]
minho: we did
y/n: yes. he was gracious enough to do that.
minho: how are you still hung up on this? it’s been a year already, why can’t you just believe me that i did like you?
y/n: after we broke up? because you lied to me for six months and kissed me out of pity–
minho: i did not kiss you out of pity–
[a sob resounds in the studio. someone hands y/n a tissue to wipe their cheeks. minho stops talking and looks down at his feet in silence.]
minho: i didn’t want you to feel bad.
y/n: [sniffling] and you thought the best way to do that was to pretend to like me?
minho: i felt like i had to do it, especially after…after everything i had put you through. people always told me that you only pretended to not care about my teasing. i thought i genuinely hurt you with my words.
y/n: …
y/n: that was a shitty move on your part.
[interviewer, to y/n: how do you feel about this now?]
y/n: [waving their hands with a breathy chuckle] obviously i don’t seem to be over it.
[interviewer turns to minho, gesturing him to answer the same question]
minho: i’m sorry. that’s all i have to say about this. but y/n [he swivels his chair to face them], i never meant to hurt you and what i said was…is true.
[interviewer: how did you two break up?]
minho: honestly, i thought that was clear enough by now.
y/n: he told me. it was a stupid fight, something to do with his cats. one thing led to another and…he just confessed.
minho: [biting his lips, running a hand through his hair]
y/n: it was messed up, i thought i was an idiot to have gone through all that. now…i don’t even know why i liked him in the first place.
[the camera pans into minho’s face. he blinks slowly at the ground, then looks over to where y/n is sitting.]
y/n: it explained why he was so…detached all the time. i thought he just wanted his personal space respected, i didn’t know i was a living a fantasy all by myself.
y/n: [turning to look at minho] did you…even for a second, like me at all in those six months?
minho: i did. i’m not sure when i started having genuine feelings for you, but the reason i told you was because i didn’t want to be confused with what i was feeling and what i should have been feeling.
minho: it was all muddled up in my head. i just…didn’t know that losing you would be the way i realised it.
y/n: you should hate me for putting you through all that
minho: you should hate me for being a dick
y/n: …
[interviewer: do you regret dating?]
y/n: [shaking their head] i can’t say i do. even though it might have all been a lie, i…i couldn’t hate him in the end for it. it does hurt me, but i’m still touched that he’d do that for me. it was twisted but…[shrugs]
minho: i regret not being sincere about it. but the time i spent with them is precious to me, even now. it’s made me realise a lot of things, their value and…i wish i could say more about this, but i feel like i don’t deserve to answer this question.
[both of them refuse to say any more on this matter]
[interviewer: do you think you would give this another try?]
minho: …
y/n: …
minho: would it be too hopeful of me to say yes?
y/n: [looking at him warily] you know you don’t mean that…
minho: how would you know?
y/n: and how would you? wouldn’t it be the same thing all over again, just your guilt eating you up?
minho: would it help if i said i missed you?
[minho is looking at y/n, the camera fails to capture his expression though]
y/n: [looking away from him with a shake of their head] no. i don’t think so.
y/n: i don’t think i will be able to.
[interviewer: that’s a wrap for today. thank you both, for agreeing to do this interview. we wish you the best for the future.]
the crew dissipates with a sombre sigh, murmuring amongst themselves. someone hands y/n another tissue.
minho: [handing them a bottle of water after unscrewing it] i’m sorry you had to go through that.
y/n: actually, i’m glad we did this. we never really had closure. i think i needed this.
minho: [carefully] is what you said final?
y/n: …
y/n: i don’t think i’ve ever see you tear up like you did before, i almost feel bad…but you have to understand, i’m just looking out for myself now.
minho: [nodding, opening his mouth to say something but you’ve already turned your back on him]
y/n: good luck minho.
the camera catches minho letting his hands fall limply by his side, a defeated smile on his face, unable to ask for the hug he had gathered his courage to ask you for. the last shot is of him staring at your back before it’s shut down.
#behold the pain is back hehe :>#stray kids imagines#lee know imagines#stray kids minho imagines#minho stray kids imagines#stray kids lee know imagines#lee know stray kids imagines#skz imagines#stray kids angst
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Love Looks Good On You. (a.t)
CHAPTER SEVEN
Pairing: Aegon II Targaryen x Velaryon!OC
Summary: the aftermath of the disastrous dinner
Warnings: (18+ CONTENT AFTER THE SECOND CUT) fluff, little angst, typical family drama, incestual relationship uncle/niece (UNEDITED)
a/n: hey, guys! i am so sorry for the sudden break, i've been dealing with a lot for the past couple of weeks, and got food poisoning the other day which has not been fun. anyways enough about me tell me what you guys would want to see in the upcoming chapters! any ideas are appreciated :)
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"Fire burns even when it is against itself," Helaena whispered aloud to no one in particular, but it caught Viserra's ears though she decided not to comment on it just yet as she tried to process the girl's words.
"Sister, are you alright?" Aemond asked Viserra which broke her train of thought as his eye filled with slight worry when he saw the exhaustion behind Viserra's eyes once all the guests had left the royal family alone.
"I will be the second they leave King's Landing," she responded to him with a tight-lipped smile. "They do not belong here."
"Sweet girl, they will be gone soon enough," Alicent tried to comfort the stressed girl going over to her and pulling Viserra into a motherly embrace.
"Thank you," Viserra whispered to Alicent.
"For what, Viserra?"
"You are the mother, I wished for as a child."
When Alicent processed Viserra's words, her eyes welled with tears and a soft smile was placed in of her usual flat-lined one, "I am honored you consider me as one."
"When will Rhaenyra understand that the crown is not her to take anymore," Corlys exasperated to the family breaking the sweet moment between Viserra and Alicent. "That stunt they just pulled is a mockery."
"I expected more from my own daughter, but it shows that Daemon has finally gotten to her head once more," Viserys said as Alicent returned to his side helping him stand with his cane.
"Daemon got to her long before all of this," Alicent countered.
"Yes, I suppose I was too blind to see it before," Viserys admitted with a sigh.
"My sister seems to be quite delusional," Aegon commented. "She seems to lose more and more of her common sense as time goes on."
"That is if she had any to begin with," Viserra butted in earning a laugh from Aegon. "They always have to ruin everything and somehow make it about themselves every single time," Viserra sighed in frustration allowing Aegon to wrap his arm around her shoulder to pull her into his side.
"Darling-" Viserys started before getting cut off by his cousin.
"Viserys, she has point. We all know it," Rhaenys pointed out to him. "Though Daemon seems to be the main trouble of our worries."
"Daemon is blinded by his desire for power," Viserys stated. "It is sad that he has pulled Rhaenyra into his life of schemes."
"Power he will never have," Aegon scoffed.
"Daemon will know his place soon enough," Otto reassured him.
"Fire burns even when it is against itself," Helaena repeated again under her breath catching Viserra's attention once more.
"Helaena, sweet girl, could you say that again for me?" Viserra pulled herself out of Aegon's arms and took ahold of Helaena's hands. "What did you see?"
"Fire burns even when it is against itself," Helaena said once more. "Fire consumes, but only one will make it out alive."
"Helaena, I hope you do not mean-" Alicent started moving closer to the pair.
Viserra pulled her hands away and turned to face her family once more before saying, "I will prove what is rightfully mine with fire and blood."
"With fire and blood," the Targaryens of her family repeated after her.
"Till the end," Corlys, Alicent, and Otto finished giving a solemn nod to one another in understanding know the Targaryens are only as strong as they are united.
"My love, we will make it right," Aegon rubbed Viserra's shoulders as she sat at her vanity in their now-shared chambers.
"That is not my worry right now, Aegon," Viserra sighed softly. "Every time they speak aloud, it demeans me," she continued dishearteningly.
"Let me take your mind off them," he whispered into her ear leaving a trail of kisses down her neck as he moved his hands to the nape of her neck to remove her jewelry.
"You are too eager."
"Can you blame me? I have waited a long time for this," he reminded her as he went to remove the pins from the crown before moving on to unravel her braid relieving her scalp from the tension. She felt him press warm kisses alongside her jaw traveling back down to her neck. She let out small strings of moans as she tilted her head to the side allowing him greater access while he continued to nip at her neck
Lucky for the two, The King and Queen respected your wishes for not having a bedding ceremony. Aegon nearly went into a tantrum when he found out one of the council members brought it up in a meeting. Considering Aegon has an extremely possessive personality, he downright refused wanting no man other than him to see Viserra in such a way. So they came to the agreement that in the morning her handmaiden would check the sheets.
Aegon broke away from her neck turning her to face him and pulling her into a searing kiss. He led her near the bed before moving his hand to untie and slip off her dress letting it pool around Viserra's ankles. She stepped over her dress and slipped her hands under Aegon's tunic to feel around his toned torso before ultimately removing it from him.
"You are too beautiful."
"Only for you, my love."
"That's right, only for me," he stated. "Mine. All mine."
"Yours," she moaned out.
"Mine to take."
"Anything."
"Mine to give."
"Yes."
He pushed her to fall lightly on the bed before taking his position above her. He let his hand roam around her naked body in full admiration. He leaned down to capture her breast in his mouth while massaging the other with his hand. She moaned at the feeling of him lapping his tongue over her hardened nib. He took it between his teeth and pulled on it slightly causing Viserra to spew out curses and tangle her hands in his hair.
"No one will ever see you like this other than me."
"Never," she reassured. "Oh, Aegon," she breathed heavily as he without any warning slipped a finger inside her.
He slowly pumped his finger in and out before adding another making her moan loudly for him. He took them in by kissing her. His tongue explored her mouth as they both fought for dominance. She felt her stomach tighten as her walls clench around his fingers.
"Let go for me, Viserra," he purred into her ear kissing over the small bruises he had left on her earlier.
He quickened his pace and the lewd sounds of his fingers sliding in and out of her filled the chambers along with her moans. Aegon took notice when her face contorted when she was close and how her mouth fell open when her body shook with pleasure as he worked her through the orgasm.
He pushed inside her slowly allowing himself to sink into her warmth. He stilled for a moment inside her allowing Viserra to adjust to him. The feeling of fullness engulfed her every emotion making her mind a blur. He groaned in delight as she unintentionally squeezed her walls around him.
"Calm," Aegon whispered.
He began rocking back and forth barely pulling out of her to only push back in deeper. He bottomed out to quickly plunge himself even deeper into her. He repeatedly brushed against the sensitive spot in her causing Viserra to tightly wrap her legs around his waist in order to pull him closer to her body. He grunted as he felt her clench her walls around him tightly. The moans that left her lips encouraged him to quicken his pace as he had a bruising grip on her hips.
"So good, Aegon," she babbled out. "So full."
"Look at you, so incredibly beautiful like this fucked out of your mind," he mocked slightly.
"Please," she whined out with heavy breaths as she felt her release approach her rapidly.
"That's it, just like that," he told her while he searched for his own release. Sweat glistened over their bodies as Aegon hilted deep in her allowing him to spill inside her walls. He momentarily collapsed over her before moving to lay beside her pulling her close into him.
"I love you."
"And I love you."
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Greetings. During my various interactions with the fandoms of GVH and Snoot Game, a common anti-trans argument I frequently saw was that trans people don't need to change their gender to have expressions incongruent with their assigned gender at birth. i.e. Someone can do traditionally male-oriented things without actually being a man. Therefore, they say being trans is pointless because there is never a reason to change one's gender as anyone of any gender can do anything. Personally I can't really come up with a good retort for this without sounding like I support gender stereotypes, so I want to ask, if it's okay with you: What do you usually say in response to people who say that sort of thing?
It's a silly argument that anti-trans people make, because here's an important question: why are these activities being grouped with genders? Why do certain things need to be forced into binary gender roles?
The "trad" crowd would have you believe that things like sports, breadwinning, fighting, etc. are all things that define masculinity, while femininity is all about being a homemaker, servitude, baking, cleaning, stuff like that. But we know that's all bunk because we see people doing the opposite all the damn time. Women who love boxing and chopping down trees. Men who feel at home at bakeries and teaching.
None of these activities have any bearing on your gender because, despite what conservatives will tell you, they aren't gender-exclusive. The way this gets framed by transphobes is insisting trans men are forcing themselves to do more traditionally manly things to prove their masculinity, and the opposite for trans women.
In this framing, they see transness as a performance. As in, they see it as a fake act done by delusional people trying to be something they're not. It is part of what informs their whole worldview about trans and nonbinary people.
Here's my point, short and sweet. Your activities aren't your gender. Your gender, how you find it, how you come to express it, is all you. You define you for your own self. Sometimes that leads you to changing the way you dress, or taking medications, or changing your pronouns, or other things. But it's your gender and your body. No fucker on the internet has any right to tell you what you are or aren't. And they sure as fuck have no right to tell you what hobbies you should/shouldn't have.
On the topic of Goodbye Volcano High, we can actually talk about a character that fits perfectly into this discussion. Sage is a trans man (assigned female at birth). When he was young and living as a girl, his parents pressured him into acting, presenting, and performing traditionally feminine roles, and he couldn't stand it. But after coming out as a trans man and beginning his social transition, he came to enjoy looking and presenting in a feminine way, now that it was a choice he could make instead of an obligation. And like Fang, he doesn't want to have to perform more "masculine" to prove his gender; he's happy as he is.
Sage does not make sense in the rhetorical world espoused by transphobes. And there are many trans and nonbinary people like Sage too; trans men who like being girly, trans women who like being manly, and nonbinary and genderfluid people who can have a whole variety of gender presentation preferences.
There are as many ways to express gender as there are people in the world.
Anyway, shorter version: gender is a much deeper and personal thing that just the hobbies you do. I hope this helps. 🏳️⚧️
Sorry if this ended up being longer than what you're looking for, I just find stuff like gender and gender expression fun to think about!
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A3! Main Story: Part 4 - Act 13: Budding Spring - Episode 17: The Family's Strategy Meeting
Tsuzuru: You didn’t run away this time, Chikage-san.
Itaru: He actually got ready before I did.
Chikage: That’s because you kept fooling around and playing games.
Masumi: Carrying the futon each and every time is such a hassle.
Citron: I’ll leave my sleeping hag here!
Tsuzuru: I wish you'd just say sleeping bag.
Itaru: Well then, if we’re sleeping here, it’s for that.
Sakuya: Yes. I thought we’d try to get to know the stage better one more time.
Tsuzuru: … I’m trying not to rush, but I can’t help but be conscious of the Fleur Award.
Itaru: I thought we would one day be recognized and win the Fleur Award if we just performed in a way that suited us, but…
Itaru: Seeing those rankings made me realize things IRL aren’t so easy.
Chikage: It’s made more obvious by the system change, but we’d probably have hit the same wall without the changes anyway.
Masumi: If we want to do it without worrying, shouldn’t we just not think about the Fleur Award at all?
Tsuzuru: Wish we could do that…
Sakuya: Yuzo-san said since the Fleur Award isn’t over yet, his troupe will take it at their own pace. But if we get eliminated here, the next one is in 2 years…
Citron: In 2 years… What will we be doing~?
Tsuzuru: Uhhh… I’ll have graduated…
Masumi: I’ll be in my fourth year.
Sakuya: You’re the only ones in school, so the rest of us might not change as much.
Chikage: On the flip side, I wonder if any of us thought we’d be here two or three years ago.
Itaru: Hell no. I’d think something like, “Acting? The hell’s that?”
Masumi: I never thought I’d be doing theater.
Citron: My goal was to travel the world, I never thought I would stop here~
Tsuzuru: If you told me I’d be writing scripts as a sit-in writer, I’d call you delusional.
Sakuya: I think If you told me I’ll be making a living off acting with the people I love, I’d be surprised!
Tsuzuru: Thinking about it like that, it’s like we’re standing in a future we would’ve only dreamed of back then.
Sakuya: I feel the same. We gathered trustworthy friends, and we get to act in this theater company regularly.
Itaru: But there’s no guarantee things will be the same two years from now.
Chikage: You mean we might go through changes we can’t even begin to imagine, huh.
Citron: If that’s the case, I want all changes to be for the better~
Sakuya: It’d be nice if in two years we stood in a future our current selves can only dream of.
Masumi: Keeping that in mind, what should we do for our performance this time…
Tsuzuru: Obviously, we want to have fun and make sure our audience has fun, too.
Itaru: On top of that, we want to raise our ranking and be nominated. Can’t leave that part out.
Chikage: That’s the entire company’s goal, after all.
Sakuya: Also, after doing the workshop, I realized I really do want to spread the joy of acting to more people.
Sakuya: Of course, I also want to spread MANKAI Company to more people.
Chikage: That’s another reason why it’s important to increase our popularity and widen our range. If that earns us more points, even better.
Itaru: It’s the same as the top batter, whose role is to get the achievements started.
Masumi: But it’s because of those feelings that we’re wasting our time right now.
Tsuzuru: There’s that, too.
Sakuya: …
Masumi: … In the end, we got back to where we started.
Citron: We’re spinning in circles~
Tsuzuru: That sounds real fun, but what we’re doing is going around in circles.
Sakuya: Actually… There’s something I’ve been thinking about.
Sakuya: Some while ago, I was offered a role bigger than those I usually play.
Sakuya: But I’d have to leave the dorm because it’s a local performance…
Sakuya: I was thinking of rejecting it because it came up during this important time with the Fleur Award, and I’m not sure whether I’d be able to balance both things…
Sakuya: — Until just now.
Sakuya: After listening to Towa-kun and Tenma-kun, I remembered what my time during our debut was like.
Sakuya: I had just opened the door to the world of theater back then, and there were a lot of things I didn’t understand.
Sakuya: I was surprised by everything I saw and everything I felt. I was all over the place, frantic.
Sakuya: But I feel like I had more courage to try new things than I do now.
Sakuya: I’ve come to understand a lot of things, such as whether something is necessary or not for a play, and what’s important to me and what isn’t.
Sakuya: But I think that by having to choose, I find myself unable to accept new possibilities as easily as I would have back then.
Tsuzuru: Now that you mention it, grabbing an offered chance with both hands… Only thinking about it afterward, I used to be more like that, too.
Tsuzuru: Though there weren’t that many chances to begin with.
Citron: I understand feeling like you can do anything because you have nothing to lose.
Chikage: Our first play, huh…
Itaru: For us, it’s the debut play, but for you, it’s Oz.
Chikage: Yeah. Devoting myself to something unrelated to my job certainly felt like opening a new door.
Sakuya: My place in MANKAI Company will never change, and the Spring Troupe who are like family to me will support me no matter what.
Sakuya: I think having a place like that makes stepping out into a new world by myself worth it.
Sakuya: There are parts of me that always end up being spoiled when I’m with everyone, so I want to get out there and try new things by myself.
Sakuya: I want to grow as an actor even a little more, and bring that experience back with me.
Sakuya: I don’t want to lose to my past self when it comes to thirsting for taking on new challenges.
Sakuya: … Am I going about this the wrong way?
Tsuzuru: — Nah, I think that’s good.
Tsuzuru: I think I’ll also participate in the scriptwriting camp that I was about to give up on for the sake of the performance…
Tsuzuru: I might get some sort of hint to help me with the script, and I shouldn’t forget what it’s like to try out new things.
Masumi: … In that case, I’ll try taking on an internship. I want to learn about promotions, and how I can be of help to the Director.
Citron: Then… I will participate in the Arts Festival I had been pondering about.
Citron: If you are hesitating, that means you want to do it. It’s important to be honest with yourself!
Chikage: Be honest with yourself…
Itaru: … What will you do, Senpai?
Chikage: What about you? Weren’t you approached about something important at work?
Itaru: Compared to everyone else, it’s not as related to our theater activities.
Sakuya: Still, if you’re interested in it, if it excites you, I think you should go for it.
Masumi: You first joined the troupe for something unrelated to begin with.
Tsuzuru: Come to think of it, you joined because the company offered two meals a day and a place to stay, so it’d be easier for you to spend money on your games.
Itaru: I can’t say anything to that…
Itaru: Being told all that maxed my stagger, so I’m declaring defeat.
Itaru: You should also follow your heart, Senpai.
Chikage: … Then, I’ll also think of a challenge to put myself through.
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Citron: With that being said, WE’RE BECOMING RUNAWAAAAYS!
Tsuzuru: You can’t call what we’re doing running away from home.
Sakuya: We’ve all decided to leave the dorm and take on a new challenge by ourselves…
Izumi: I see… I’m surprised, but I’ll respect the decision you’ve come upon after discussing it.
Izumi: Let’s practice remotely while you’re away, and work twice as hard when you get back.
Banri: I’ll rearrange the rehearsal schedule with that in mind, then.
Izumi: Let’s look over it together later.
Izumi: I think you were able to prepare for your roles better than usual this time, so rehearsals went by faster. You should be able to get back into the groove easily.
Sakuya: Thank you so much.
Tsuzuru: Thanks a lot.
Izumi: (They’re each taking on a new challenge, huh… This might really be a good way to remember what they felt during their debut.)
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Chikage: …
Hisoka: Aren’t you going to pack? The Spring Troupe are supposed to be running away from home, aren’t you?
Chikage: Don’t call it that.
Chikage: I’m almost done packing. Though I’m still not sure if I’ll go.
Hisoka: You don’t wanna go?
Chikage: … I don’t think I want to get too close.
Chikage: No, I wonder what it is… I think I’ve come so far that I don’t know what I feel anymore.
Hisoka: … Then, you have to go and find out.
Hisoka: There are a lot of things you won’t understand or remember unless you see them with your own eyes.
Hisoka: Even the things that scare you and that you can’t comprehend won’t be as scary if you face them head on.
Chikage: … You might have a point.
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i would love to see a darling who acts all dumb but is secretly rather manipulative on their own, and the yanderes begin to second-guess their decisions because of how easy the darling seems to brush them off like they're nothing but the next moments talking to them all sweetly. it's a small game of tug and war and darling can't help but just fall for how confused the yanderes look when they smile sweetly after just crying in another person's arms about them. anyways uhm, hello :)
Oooh!! This could be really fun! I think it is a bit hard to write about manipulative readers, but I'm sure I can try something different once in a while!
Also I feel like I've written this before 🤡 I'm so sorry if this reads like something else I already did, there's some lost stuff I did that I just can't remember.
It'll be pretty short though since I'm still trying to get my groove back 🤸
TW/tags: manipulative reader // gaslighting, mind games and abusive behavior // I'm going to go with a delusional kinda masochistic(?) yandere cause… Because 🧍♀️👀 // unhealthy relationship that somehow works?? Still super unhealthy (like every other yandere relationship lmao🗿 again, disclaimer: I don't support this irl) // unhealthy power dynamics // delusional // genderly ambiguous (both the reader and the character, also fuck yeah, genderly✨)
May have fucked up the request or maybe I'm just dumb! Let's find out together [Delusional!Yandere x Manipulative!Reader - Headcanon]:
It's unfortunate how easily most of us fall prey to the manipulative and deceiving, but to those that were already born rotten life was nothing but a game. To see them fall, to see them stand, to see them eat your words and obey the twists and pulls, dearest puppeteer, you're too much for your own safety.
You act clueless but you know you're in power here, or at least you're in power because they continue to feel powerless under your soft words and reassuring touches followed by your cold shoulders and death stares.
You're hot and cold, you're soft and rough- You're so cruel to them but they can't help but fall harder for you. You own them at this point, so it's kinda unfair to treat them like this but it's part of their fun isn't it?
You're not scared, you're not sad, you're having fun too, they know that, or at least they think they know that- Dear, you're so confusing, especially when others are involved.
You act so miserable around others when the topic is them, whenever you talk about them with others it can be so brutal that they sometimes wonder if you really mean it- But you don't seem to be! You seem to be doing this for the fun of the game!
Maybe this was your plan all along, to make others feel scared of them so no one else would fall for them, oh dear, you're a genius!
They're head over heels for you, and although it's unclear they think you feel the same for them as well! You just- Show it differently, you like to show your true side whenever you're alone with them, but the game isn't supposed to be "played" with others so that's why you isolated them, right??
I mean, they wouldn't want to play this game of yours if they knew there were other participants, oooh they wouldn't like that at all!
Perhaps- The game would be more of a competition if that were to happen, of course they would do their best to prove their devotion towards you!
It would be inconvenient but they're ready to do anything even if it's humiliating and beneath them if that would make you happy.
The fucked up thing about this is that maybe you don't even like them, you don't even like this "game", you could even not have the malicious intent to be manipulative but still act like this to keep them at bay, to keep them entertained.
It's up to you who's in power here, but even if you were just doing it for your own safety you would still be at fault for making them believe you actually cared for them.
Or maybe you care, but in a different way. In the same way a master likes to hear their pet sing, the difference is that yours can moan your name, they have the tendency to overuse it though- They are quite clingy and maybe that is exactly why you treat them so coldly in public, there's an appropriate time for everything.
Having your name be so pathetically called whenever you're not giving them the full attention is sweet yet vomit inducing, it's just awkward in a social context and in general.
Or you could just downright hate their guts too. That would be fine with you and with them, they would prefer to be loved even if in this weird way, but being hated isn't so bad-
Because hate isn't so different from love, you would still be giving them attention after all, you would still be giving them your time and mind and that's enough for them.
At least they think so, who knows when that won't be enough. Who knows when you'll get sick of it, or worse yet, THEY will get sick of it.
You're in control because they feel powerless, and like the fact that they're powerless when it comes to you, but if you were ever to get bored or just nauseated at this ""relationship"", they could still completely flip and forcefully take you to abuse them.
It's weird, but even if you were tied down to a chair (a classic) it would still mean they had you in their life- The benefit being that no one else is here to interfere!
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#yandere x reader#yandere x reader headcanon#yandere#yandere oc#yandere random oc#I'm not making a new delusional oc at least not right now lmao#delusional yandere#yandere x reader oneshot#yandere x manipulate reader#manipulative reader#special delivery headcanons#special delivery request
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Tipsy - Clay Spenser
Summary: Clay is always iconic, but especially when drunk
TW: Mentions of drinking and being drunk (its the whole fic)
A/N: Hi people! Had this in the drafts for literal months (just watched the first season 6 ep, and changed a couple words to fit but there's no spoilers dw)
Word Count: 782 (kinda short but will write more on the topic if anyone wants!)
You heard them before you saw them, although what a sight it was to behold. You were surprised they had actually made it back while you were till awake. Still arguing over the remnants of a story that you would probably never hear the end of- "He lost his keys" were the first words spoken in your direction. Specifically from Sonny Quinn who offered an apology for their lateness and slightly dishhevelled appearance. Clay was holding onto him for dear life and they were somehow still bickering so you just stood there, waiting for it to end.
"Just saying the keys wouldn’t have rolled under the car if you hadn't dropped them!"
"Sure Peaches, I'm gonna assume that lapse in judgement is due to your inebriated state"
Sonny’s half exasperated, half amused expression wasn’t even your favourite part. You had to cover you laugh again as your eyes fell to you boyfriend. He looked angry that the older man had managed to catch him. Clay was trying to wriggle out of his grasp, clearly having too much faith in his drunken body. He had somehow beaten The Sonny Quinn to the punch and probably drank all the alcohol in the bar, because you could barely believe what was infront of you. Apparently, the story was Clay had won a bet which meant that unfortunatelty Sonny was now the designated driver.
“It is not my fault that you can’t handle your liquor"
"You are so unbelieavbly wrong right now"
"(Y/N), you get it-"
"I'm not getting involved boys"
They could hear your tone left no room for concessions, so the pair of them quickly dropped try to convince you. A little unsteady, Clay eventually made it inside the appartment, 3 hours later than he said he would. Although you were sure this was a record that would soon be broken again. Sonny ushered him through the doorframe, absolving himself of anymore blame about potential injuries or bruised egos. Now you were left to clean up the mess. Landing on the couch with a thump, Clay somehow still had energy for fighting. His damn drunk confidence had made him more empassioned than usual.
“Son- Sonny nearly… dropped me anyways”
Crossing his arms and with just a touch of sarcasm - He looked content that he had managed to yawn out the words and get one last jab in.
“Sweet dreams little delusional buddy- Blondie’s all yours”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way”
Turning back to your boyfriend, he had slumped his way off of the couch, settling on the floor. Blue eyes were attempting to innocently look up at you like butter wouldn't melt, but the alcohol meant he was half spaced out and focusing on the wall behind you.
“You’re a SEAL. How are you this clumsy?”
"M'not"
"Really?"
To prove his point, Clay took the hat off his head, reaching up to plant it on your head instead. Attempting to stand up, it was almost like an invisible force immediately knocked him back. You had asumed correctly, he was not making it to the bed.
Now came the fun part.
"Come on"
You grabbed his arm, trying desperately to lift him back up. Eventually, your method had some success and most of him was back onto the couch. You moved to grab a blanket, knowing he was going to be stuck on there until morning- afternoon if you were being realistic.
“You want some water?"
He shrugged at you, but you knew he would be thankful for it later. But he kept watching you with a bright smile on his face. You were safety for him - a bet free zone- that would, of course, still tease about this night for years to come. But his home nontheless. He could barely see straight but he could still see you.
"Just go to sleep"
He nods in response and you could see his eyelids getting heavier with the absence of loud music and fellow yelling drunk people. Running your fingers through his hair, your hand rested again his head for a moment. His several attempts to kiss your arm were almost on target, but at least got you to laugh again before you left him to his own drunken devices.
"Good luck - love you"
There was a slight pause as his brain caught up with his mouth to understand your words.
"G'Night babe"
His hands grabbed one of the couch cushions, cuddling it tight like a teddy bear as he finally settled into his bed for the night. This was definitely the last time you would see him happy for a couple days, you could practically smell tomorrow's hangover on his clothes.
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man, i just thought of something...the plot for “yes” would’ve been juicier if you were a complete stranger yandere! sunghoon had his eyes on for quite some time, but you didn’t know him cuz you came to the competition for fun. damn, missed opportunity...
also, the rest of this post contains spoilers for what happens in it so go read that if you haven’t yet! also this includes mentions of anxiety but not that much since it was described a lot in the fic.
but anyway, here’s my thoughts/headcanons on what it would’ve been like. ig you can say it’s kinda like a director’s cut but not really...
you came with your fiancee or better yet, spouse??
the staff comes to take you from the audience as soon as hoon finishes his gold medal routine
you and your s/o think it’s like for some publicity stunt so you think nothing of it
so the staff makes you put on some skates and you’re like nonono i don’t wanna go out there cuz that’s too much, and the staff’s like, go ahead it’s gonna be fine and not too long anyway
oh yeah, if you have a wedding ring, maybe one of the staff subtly removes it??
then, hoon goes up to get you and bring you over to the center, holding you close as the surprise plays out like it does in the story
you think that hoon’s just holding you close since you’re not steady and to look good for the cameras, but it’s a little off to you
but hoon’s really enjoying holding you close cuz he’s touching his beloved for the first time??
maybe you think the surprise is from your s/o and you’re wondering how they did it (but you still hate the attention) so you’re not as uncomfortable; the show must be done after this, right? maybe you’ll say like “that’s so sweet”
you wait for hoon to skate you to the exit but his grip is tight and the lights change
hoon starts to proclaim his love and describe things about you that only your close ones would know, and you start to get increasingly scared on top of the anxiety, like you don’t know this man at all aside from the fact that he’s a famous skater
“they love to take walks in nature” or maybe even “our dog [your dog’s name] was what bonded us together” or smthg
bonus points if you just got the dog a week ago
when he kneels down with the ring and the engraved names, you will be horrified and really really scared of hoon, because why is he doing this? why do the staff look okay with this and that it’s all natural? wtf did he tell them?? how long ago was this planned that the ring was custommade and engraved??
hoon’s really threatening btw with the hand squeeze at the end, reminding you of the consequences directly in a low voice since he doesn’t have to come off as trustworthy to you about this
“you’ll be ruined if you don’t say yes” maybe as the chilling last line or smthg like that
oh, and your s/o?
a look of hurt, maybe even betrayal, thinking that you were cheating on them with hoon, cuz how would hoon know some of these things you two didn’t tell anyone yet, like the dog you got recently??
or on the other hand, fear, because they trust you not to cheat and the realization of the inevitable “yes” you will be forced to say
even juicier on the last bullet: your s/o starts to stand up for you, saying that they’re your s/o since they know you have anxiety and can’t stand up for yourself that well, giving you hope to get out of this situation
but hoon shuts that down immediately by painting them as a crazy delusional stalker of yours
who’ll believe your s/o over a well-liked celebrity?
he’ll use money to mess with the legal records so that if your s/o was your spouse, your marriage certificate would be nonexistent or smthg
he’ll bring you in his arms once again and you’re so uncomfortable, and he’ll comfort you about that supposed “stalker” of yours, turning off the microphone when he sees you’re about to protest
“don’t worry, love, they won’t be able to get you as long as i’m here” with a trademark smirk of victory
i mean it’s good as it is now cuz of the betrayal and all, i won’t change it since it’s already published, but oof...i can’t believe i didn’t think of that.
i hope you liked this, it was fun to make! i might do more in the future, so maybe you can send me some thoughts or concepts to make headcanons on. it can be of already existing stories too. i might do them as fics tho if i’m feeling really inspired and the idea’s really good tho so be warned.
make sure to read my rules tho first cuz they still apply. i’ll make an official post? on this once i think more about it and if i like it enough to do it more/put it on my main page cuz fics take quite some time to think of and write.
#park sunghoon : yes#alternate version#yandere enhypen#yandere enha#enha yandere#enhypen yandere#yandere kpop#park sunghoon#sunghoon#yandere sunghoon#enhypen sunghoon#enhypen imagines#enha imagines#enha headcanons#enhypen headcanons
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(duck) w. what are your thoughts on drdt ch 2 so far
hmhmhhhmmmmm
I haven't seen the ttttttwo most recent videos I think, so keep in mind there's still some stuff I haven't seen yet, bc me and my bestie have been too lazy to watch them lately HAHA
ANYWAY........
2 unpopular opinions, which make me laugh because I love being passionately wrong;;
Absolutely cannot stand Teruko right now, she's pissing me off so bad it's embarrassing for everypony, but I'll get over it; I do look forward to what they end up doing with her character, but for now I await satisfying character development like a madman....... rip...... Babygirl stop being so edgy we get it. go to your corner if you must.
Unfortunately, I miraculously still love Arturo, I looove freak characters so much (no one is surprised!!) and I do genuinely think there's potential to come out of his...... err.......... What definitely reads like blatant in-character transphobia. LOL. Seeing this man doubled over in terrifying euphoria is truly all I could've ever asked for, so I can't complain.
In general, Arturo weirdly doesn't read like a character that will progressively get worse and worse until he's put down like ol yeller, I feel that he's got some sort of redemption ahead of him,, whether or not he dies afterwards or in the middle of said redemption. Maybe with an attempt to get genuinely close to J but it's rejected and heartbreaking for him, more spiraling but you feel a little bad for him somehow. Idk. Not to be delusional but I also have this idea, that I REALLY hope is somehow true despite every piece of contradicting canon information, that Arturo is transmasc too ..... because like ..... whatever.. crosses my arms.. you wouldnt get it .........
Not to Verturo on main but-- I smiled when Veronika was like "ok whatever ill just go play with Arturo then 🙄!!" I like to think it was super awkward when she did find him because he probably just infodumped about J the whole time. Veronika being like "can we talk about my day for once" GHHGFKJGHDF. LOVE WHAT VERONIKA HAS DONE THIS CHAPTER SO FAR IN GENERAL SHE'S SO SILLY SO YASS SO KIN
Ace is going fucking BATSHIT and I'm so here for it. GO GIRL BESTIE I LOVE YOUUUUUU SO MUUUCH. For the most part I generally don't care for Levi (just not my typea character ig, nothing personnel kid), so while it is a little YEESH that all of Ace's character rn seems to be driving towards Levi and their heads butting together, I am still a little intrigued by said interactions. They're like a chihuahua and a pitbull, ykno, ykno. Would not be surprised if Levi merked him but that might be too obvious of a kill so hmhmmhmhm.
Speaking of which;; they're also like waaaaaaayyyy playing up the possibility of either Whit and/or Eden dying soon. So I have a feeling they are safe...for now... maybe. Shrugs. I hope Eden gets another layer to her soon, either way, she is very sweet.... too sweet. Take that as you will.
.........Charuko<3
CHARLES IN GENERAL<3
With the tension in the air as it is now, I'm far less worried they're gonna pull another accidental blackened, since idk if anyone remembers but I was very concerned about that in the past. It's fine and fun for a first chapter, though! Gets things rolling I suppose :D Now everyone is incredibly scared and unbearably pissed off at everyone at all times, so yippee!
Fun motive, too, I think the whole secrets thing was a super fun concept in THH and I hope we get to learn everyone's secret at some point. PLEASE I BEG.
GOD. WEIRDLY SOOOOO EXCITED FOR DAVID THIS CHAPTER. REALLY REALLY HOPING HE DOESNT DIE. I WANT TO KNOW MORE HE'S SO SLAAAAAAYY. TWO FACED FREEEEAAAK DOING HIS BEST. PLEASE SNAP. YOU DESERVE IT. THAT IS ALL.
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I’m kinda mulling around in my head the options the show has for season 2. From the one article I skimmed the show has completely covered everything that was in the manga. As it stands, it’s a perfectly valid stopping point. We’ve got a complete story here even with room for more adventures and conflict.
That being said, season 1 showed that forcing romance isn’t the way to go about things. Over and over again, whenever Riri intervened it almost always made things worse. They themselves admit they just don’t get it. And that’s because Riri, and I’m sure like others, see love as a formula. Or a path in a game.
Check off encounter, then the awkward intimate closeness, then Bonding Activity, then save or do smth for the other, go on a date, and then boom you got a romance. Riri’s following a checklist that doesn’t work outside of a completely conceptual and fictional environment. (Never mind the fact that Anzu just doesn’t want one)
So if Riri’s mission is showing us that forcing a romance doesn’t build a bond or that a bond isn’t a checklist of things you have to do, I’m thinking Kate’s mission with Kishi could show that love doesn’t fix people.
I can see it now, the company is like “oh okay, her problem was that she was in love with a teen. Set her up with an adult her age and that’ll fix things ^u^ teehee”
(Rip Kate, I truly think she’s just a new(er) employee still in training that was thrown into this because Riri failed.)
Because Kishi clearly has a history of issues. But being in love won’t fix it, if anything it probably made her more delusional. If she ever wants a chance at forming any healthy relationships, Kate would have to get her to be receptive to a lifetime of therapy. Maybe start her off with some friends first if she can do that. One step at a time sorta deal.
Even if Kate miraculously found someone who would cool and into/patient with her obsessive ways, it’s not gonna make things better. In fact, I’d wager she’d hurt someone innocent anyways because of a delusion that they were getting too close to her love. She seems like she’s has zero hobbies, which would be the inverse of Anzu’s problems. She would need to have fun with something first for her own mental health, and then as a bonding point with others.
She’d also need to be surrounded by a support system that didn’t enable or excuse her worst traits. Not to entirely throw her mother and uncle under the bus here. I do think her mother was lied to about the extent of who/what Katzuki was to Kishi, I can’t imagine her being cool with her daughter dating a high schooler. That being said, holy shit her mother’s A+ parenting skills had to have contributed somewhere here.
My point being here: if the show wants to keep following this overarching theme of society’s misconceptions about romance, they absolutely have the room to do so. Keep satirizing and deconstructing everything about romance; that you need it, that it can fix your issues, that it should result in kids, the heteronormativity of it, etc.
Season 2 and onward can still be focused on Anzu of course. Her building relationships with the guys and Saki, but near the end/periodically check in with Kate and Kishi to further highlight that forcing romance is wrong. Especially on someone who isn’t mentally ready for it, and that this meddling could cause worse things. Anzu still gets screen time and development, there’s shenanigans with Katzuki and Junta knowing what Riri is trying to do and disputing them. Hell, let them get serious with them explaining they don’t want their help with their relationship with Anzu.
I really like Romantic Killer because it has a lot of promise in its themes and deconstruction. It’s already done so well with very little complaints. Given the ample chance and opportunity I think it could be a key piece of media to highlight various toxic mentalities in romance and relationships.
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"…"
Coviello isー rightfully, at leastー at a loss of words. They were expecting that they needed them for something serious, such as a commission, but what the fatuu didn't expect was the sight of a picnic.
… And even more when they have requested for them to bring Quackers, too.
"Ah! Right on schedule. Good, goodー I was worried you'd never get the memo."
The culprit of this… Odd eventー Navina, they figuredー spoke up with a laugh, gesturing for them to take a seat. Despite the friendly greetings of their duck companion, Coviello stayed standing, their eyes focused on the food laid before the brunette.
Grapes, sandwiches, and even a few dishes (that they're certain that isn't from Snezhnaya or Liyue… Or even anywhere in Teyvat), and a few berry drinks. From the sight of it, it looked as though it had been prepared for the picnic before them.
Coviello sighed.
They're one strange individual.
"You told Mei that you wanted to see me for something serious," the fatuu pointed out, giving them an unimpressed look before putting Quackers down. "But if it's just a picnic, you could've been straight with me from the very beginning."
Alas, they saw the deer adeptus? sigh, raising a gloved hand to rub their temples with a frown.
"Coviello, let's think critically hereー if I did told you, would you have come here willingly?"
"…"
"See? You can't answer that because we both know you won't."
Sharp words from someone who's got a streak of stubborness than him, mused Coviello, but they said nothing.
Despite the tension, Quackers had a different though in mind. Waddling over to Navina, she quacked and nudged her beak towards the fruits the messenger grabbed. Realizing what the duck wants, they grabbed a grape and fed it to her, chuckling.
"Anyway, why not sit back and relax, hm? I doubt that you've got some time to spare after… Archon knows what happened."
… Hm?
"… Hmph. Fine," they relented, grabbing a sandwich… But not before they eyed the stranger? before them.
Odd appearance, but not an adeptus… Visited the teapot for months and is close friends with Mei… And yet…
…
Coviello sighed.
I don't understand their motives. Just what are they?
I had this tiny thing in mind because I reached a blue heart w/ Coviello (as a mini heart event for my delusional self BAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE)
Anyways thats all, have fun reading this silly (non-canon? I think??) heart event lol
SQUEALING SCREECHING YELLING OSEUYGFLOSDIJFLSRIEJFSKLDJFLEISWGSLD HELP THIS IS SO CUTE IM
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
they totally wouldn't come yeah i am so so sorry they inherited that antisocial trait from me help-
i can see them just idly watching quacker eat grapes and yoinking her away when they think she's had enough. gotta control the duckling's diet so she grows up big and healthy <3
#rin answers#rin is having tea with: navina 💗#CONGRATS FOR REACHING BLUE HEART AKA ''i suppose they don't annoy me (much)'' LEVEL LMAO#still crying this was so cute ueueueu#cradling this biting this lovingly nuzzling my face against this oughhhh#your honor they're bonding
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Obsession Session (As promised)
Ok so let me show you how delusional i am by telling you as much as i can remember about the boy. Ill call him ceaser salad for now. So basically, me, him, and my friend from sociology talked and laughed, and even played heads and tails together. Once the open-evening was over he headed out before us, and me and my friend went to say bye to our teacher. My friend got picked up by her dad and I decided to go to my busstop down in town, I passed by the busstop closest to the school and figured I would get on the bus to take me to town rather than walking down, but for some reason I decided to not get on the bus. I dont know if it was because I had seen ceaser salad in front of me or because i simply didnt feel like it. But the point is that i didnt get on the bus. I walked up to him instead. We stood next to eachother at the crossing stop light and waited for the sign to turn green. Two girls came up behind us and i used it as an excuse to turn my head and pretend like I had just noticed him standing there.
We gave eachother weird looks and then he began talking to me, or maybe i did to him? I cant remember. Regardless, we were talking. He poked fun at my accent any chance he got, told me I was smart, and even made fun of me for waiting on green lights before crossing the road (as if he hadnt stood and waited there himself; which makes the delusional side of my brain think he was waiting for me). We talked about movies and i told him about how scary movies were my favourite. I feel like he was constantly fliring with me, but i dont know if im just delusional. When we got to another road crossing thingy (I have no clue what theyre cllaed) I told him to "click the button" so we could cross, to which he stopped in his tracks in front of it and said "what do you say after that?". It took me a moment to realise what he meant so we said "please" at the same time. He then clicked the button and said "there are your manners". I just responded with scoffed chuckle. THAT SURE FEELS LIKE FLIRTING TO ME. We then walked for a while longer and he asked if i drank, I told him "not really" and asked if he did, he said he drinks but only on "special occasions", whatever that means. I asked if he vaped, he said he didnt, and i told him i would have bullied him if he did. We then saw the aftermath of a car crashing into a pole by mcdonalds, and I said "thats what happens when you dont wait for the light to turn green before crossing" he then very sheepishly responded "no, thats what happens when you cant fucking drive". He then stopped by the scene because he said he was planning on "being nosy" to which i obviously scolded him for inserting himself into peoples car-crashes. He asked if i was turning left, I said yes. I waved bye to him, although im not sure if he did the same, and then we parted ways. I only then realised I hadnt gotten his socials, but I feel like he would have asked me if he wanted mine. To be fair, if he had asked me after we parted, i wouldnt have been able to hear him over the noise. I havent been able to get him out of my head and its honestly ruining my mood, because I know ill probably never see him on camous again and even if i did i doubt hed talk to me or is even thinking of this encounter the way I am. I feel like he maybe just has a flirty personality because he was kind of like that when we were hanging out with my friend. Ugh I just need to forget about him, but I honestly hope he lowkey is thinking about me too. I wasnt wearing any makeup (not even mascara), and my hair was fucked and matted, there is just no way he actually likes me. UGHHH this is so annoying. Anyways ill end this here because ill just hate myself if i keep thinking about this, plus ive got exams coming up i cant be thinking about this. Byeeee.
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Hundred Eleven. Part 2
I am so fucking embarrassed because why would you do that and he actually embarrassed me too, hiding my face in shame as I ran back to Tianna “that was a fuck you never be late again move” I am actually so red now because of him “he’s so rude for that” fanning my face “I caught it all and I’m loving it, you did kind of deserve it though. He did say be on time and then you’re like I will come when I want” rolling my eyes “let me get off this side of stage, I am done. I do not trust this man, send me that video too” walking down the ramp, the boys are laughing. Of course they are laughing; the way I went red because of his stupid ass “I told you he wasn’t happy, you promised you would be here and you wasn’t” his little friends can calm down “I never promised I would be on time, I said I would be here” kissing my teeth “my guy missed you though, now you know” these boys, now I’m stood here I know all of them and they cannot be the guy Oakley is saying for my sister, I am so confused right now because I do know his friends so I would have known by now but it can’t be any of these men that are here unless I’m just being delusional and expecting more, imagine it’s one of these and I just didn’t like them, can’t be Wadz, he said it isn’t but I will get it out of him “you both coming with us then on the bus?” I sniggered “my jet is waiting” Wadz gasped “you cannot do that, Oakley made us clean the bus for you!” I let out an oh “he did?” My smile grew “I mean yeah, he was like we can’t have things a mess. Don’t be boring, come with us” looking at Tianna “but that is a lot of hours and I’m tired, I feel like I need to sleep in comfort” which I do “I’m sure it will be fun, and I’m sure Oakley will want you with us” Tianna is of course team staying but that is a long time “fine and besides, he won’t accept anything less now. I guess you men can put my case on the bus, also where is my sister?” Might as well get her while I am here “she left before us” YBeez answered “of course she did” the way Ybeez cringed, there is more to it “what is it? Tell me” he shrugged, I mean it’s not the place “he’s coming off now though, shall we go down” nodding my head “he’s calling me again” Ti said “get a new number, I have had enough. Also I wanted to talk to you, but I’ll talk later” I swear I will fucking murder this bastard when I ever meet him again, this is my sister, no matter what we go through she is still my sister so he can go and choke, I’ll ride for this girl no matter what.
I have missed this stupid idiot a lot “not you stood here waiting trying to look mysterious, if you don’t stand up” swatting Ti “shut up, like it’s just. I get people do not understand why. They just can’t accept it, they say why him. I can get a better man but like, I do truly like him, I do” Ti smiled at me “like they said oh look she’s with Taylan, handsome and tall. And you got that, I get offended because he is mine, and I don’t care for what he is, like I do genuinely like him” Tianna nodded her head smiling “I can tell you do, I knew it from the start though, I mean I helped you escape to see him. It’s just a shame he had to deal with you while you was growing into you, which to me is a shame because it’s left a lot of mess, but it can be fixed. I think it’s like things you both need to continue to talk about, I’m rooting for you both anyways. But like I said a lot too, childish. So I get it, but people grow, people change” Tianna is cute, Oakley is ignoring me and he’s making me mad “I’m glad you came Tianna” he hugged her “oh me, why is that? You on operation friend?” These two have secret codes now “erm, I think. See what happens. I know you wasn’t late; I blame that one” he pointed at me “me!?” I spat; he rolled his eyes “anyways let’s go” I gasped “that is rude. How you ok with everyone but me” that is mean “what you mean? You had your little fun” I poked my lips out “yeah I’m getting a flight there, I ain’t sitting in that bus with you” I pointed, he grabbed my finger walking over to me “you’re so easy to annoy you” he wrapped his arms around me “you stink” I couldn’t even hug him back because I am trapped in his arms “but you love me still” I laughed “who said I love you” he moved his head back but his arms still around “I know that you know, that I know. Ok” he said, “I hate when you say that” he shrugged “you miss me?” I shrugged “allow it man, come on. Then why did you cry” I groaned out “period Oakley, I was emotional” he let out an oh “done now” I chuckled “it’s done now, but I did miss you, I got to admit it. Those club appearances made me emotional, like who did those girls think they are, you’re my skinny man” he laughed “shut up” he moved back from me “come let’s go” he took my hand, Tianna already walked off and left us like that.
I did not want to be in a tour bus for eleven hours and that’s where I am at, there is like me and Ti, Ybeez sister she seems nice, she is helping or whatever. Ybeez on this bus, some other boys I guess “I’m not happy, I didn’t want to stay on this bus all this time you know” Tianna is smiling “I am, it will be vibes, I mean once we wake up. I think everyone is tired” nodding my head “yeah they seem it, the driver said there will be a service break, but I think I will be asleep by then. But I wanted to ask really, do you really want to jump into another relationship?” I am confused on why she is ok with this “I don’t want to just you know stop my life, if I can get to know another then why not, I told you Rylee. I knew what he was like, but I just prayed he would change; I knew he may have let me down; I wasn’t blind to it. Initially yes but when he pushed me that time, I knew that I was in for a rocky ride, yes I shouldn’t have accepted his proposal, but he said the right words, but I feel like Oakley wouldn’t just put me in that for nothing, you know?” Nodding my head “I’ve said a lot about him, but I was very stupid. I am ok, promise” I smiled at her I am worried about her, I don’t want her to feel she is alone in this because she isn’t “don’t throw yourself into another relationship, I did that and fucked up” I do worry about her “there is no harm in knowing someone, I won’t jump. Oh hey” looking up at Oakley “alright, you sleeping or staying up?” He asked, “well I’ve chosen that bunk” he laughed “don’t be jarring now come on, I have a double bed you know” licking my top lip “so?” He smirked “come, you alright staying here?” He asked Ti “have fun” she just said, he chuckled walking off “be good” she hit my leg “oh I’m not going to do anything, we shall see, I’ll be back out to give my goodnight” getting up from the seat, he is stood there waiting “my palace” rolling my eyes “yeah I bet it stank” walking into the room “I cleaned space for your thing too. Private bathroom you know” he closed the door “you sure you want me to stay in bed with you?” He nodded his head “I want you too” I sighed out “ok, I am tired. I’ll get changed. Can I steal a top from you” he grinned “yeah” smiling at him, I would kiss him but no.
Oakley is already laid up in the bed “alright” he said looking me up and down “it’s your tee” he laughed “yeah I know, your boobs grown” pulling a face at him “thank you for pointing that out, you noticing that?” He looked back at his phone, that smirk alone “I’m just saying, I know your body” raising an eyebrow “whatever, I’m going to say goodnight to my sister” look at him saying he knows my body, he is funny. Walking along the bunk beds, peaking down and seeing Ti half asleep “oh” she said, crouching down “wanted to make sure these boys ain’t annoying you, are you ok?” She smiled lightly “I am, they are being ok, you? Do some research on my behalf. How is things with you, going to sleep now” rolling my eyes “yeah, we not doing anything though” she laughed, the laugh was so nasty though “I’m serious, but see you in the morning or whatever, and if these boys annoy me then tell me” Tianna chuckled “Wadz was actually entertaining me with stories but then he fell asleep but enjoy yourself boo” smiling at her, I love my sister so much. Making my way back into the room “come here” Oakley said opening his arm, he locked his phone “what is it?” I said smiling, he shook his head waving me over. He wrapped his arm around my waist “I missed you” I cooed out, resting his head on my stomach “you know the last time you did that was when I was pregnant” he looked up at me “really” nodding my head “I remember everything, but it’s ok” leaning down, pressing a kiss to his lips “that’s it” he laughed “alright, come lay down. Take my socks off for me please” I pulled a face “why are your nipples so hard” he laughed “I don’t know you know” I didn’t want to take his socks off but I did because he would do it for me “thank you Lee” smiling at him “anything else” he shook his head, placing his socks in the corner “maybe it’s cold, you cold” climbing into the bed “nope, you just need me that’s all, anaemic” sitting next to him “I could be you know” passing his phone, Oakley wrapped his arm around me “I missed this” placing my hand on his thigh “I can tell you have, you all touchy. You have such hairy thighs as they go up and then it goes again” looking at him “I know, so does yours” slapping his thigh “shut up” he’s so annoying.
Oakley is being very touchy, but in a romantic way, did I think he would be doing this, never. I’m a little stumped, he held his hand out, looking over at him smiling and placing my hand over his “my cute hand compared to yours” he sniggered “rather perfectly, as one” smiling a little “you know I do love you, like with everything. Like I know with things that went on, I don’t hate you for it ever, I don’t even hate Kenza. But like I know what I want, and I’m happy to wait for things. Because I admit it was wrong what I did, it’s hard to see the person you love in that position, but we move forward and whatever and whenever it happens it does” nodding my head, intertwining our fingers together “I love you Lee” smiling at him, he is saying it more and more “I love you too” pressing a kiss to his lips “can I ask, since we like this. Who is this guy you got for my sister? Please do not play my sister, tell me” Oakley laughed “you will see him at the next venue promise, we can go for a meal. He is a good guy, promise. You haven’t met him because he doesn’t hang with us like that and be doing all that shit with us, but he is there in the cut, I wouldn’t do that to your sister, don’t be thinking that of me” I am wondering “is he a good guy? That is all I care about” Oakley is laughing “he is, he is like me” I cringed “hey, I am not bad now. Don’t worry about it, you sisters. You see that now, I am warm” touching his chest “you right, awww you needed me” I grinned “I don’t know about that really, I am playing. Tired though, shall we sleep” nodding my head, I am tired.
I feel so bad, like I really do. This is the second time he has gone to the bathroom, he has woke me up so many times too, like the first time his hand on my boob, I moved it, then he moved, and I felt his boner against me, then he left the bed. Then now again, he is struggling, and this is why I didn’t want too, I quickly closed my eyes as he left the bathroom once again. I don’t want to air him out like that, but I feel bad because he is clearly struggling that I am here, he is mumbling something under his breath too. Let me do my fake movement and clearing my throat, as I did that I stretched my arm out “Oakley” I grumbled and looked behind “yeah I am just getting in bed” he said, watching him get back in bed “it’s ok, just wanted to know you’re there” he shuffled over to me “no I will be big spoon” I said, maybe this will be better “really?” he said surprised “yes” I hope that eases him, maybe, I hope anyways “I like being small spoon” of course he does.
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Chapter 28 - thoughts.
Hello again everyone!
Thank you for tuning in for another... behind the scene post :> This time, about this chapter over here (which I totally recommend reading to avoid spoilers!)
It was certainly a ride to write that one, and you'll get to see why in the upcoming paragraphs hehe
Warning: not proof-read, just candid stuff xd
Now, without any further a do, here are my notes 💪
Even when I already had the outline/basic idea of what I wanted to portray in this chapter, it still turned out quite hard to write, mainly because I didn’t know how much of self-realization I wanted Naoya to have.
After all, he’s the egotistical bastard we all love (to make fun of) and for him to completely fall into this realization wouldn’t be as smooth or rewarding… but at the same time, I wanted to have some progress on his character, so I guess I just made him delusional lmao.
In the sense that he knows something is wrong, he just doesn’t know what. And his poor, ignorant never-held-accountable mind made quick work of the same formula he’s always used in his life and blamed his brother for it.
I mean sure, if he didn’t see Y/N and Naoaki together before his exam he might’ve been able to focus on it. But we can easily counter that with the actual reason of y/n’s indifference, and that is, his actions.
Yet he wants to feign dementia (como que la virgen le habla para mis hispano hablantes jaja) and act as if he doesn’t know what the fuck is going on. Ok, we’ll let him do that… as he faces the partial consequences of his actions :>
Since there’s not much information regarding how the promotion exams go for higher ranks (or any that I can recall anyways) I took the liberty to… imagine how they would punish sorcerers for when they do grave mistakes in them lol punishments that don’t usually invoke killing someone you know 💀 as well as to show once again, just the entitlement Naoya has and how he still dares to act the victim 🙄
Like he was going to get banned from being a sorcerer lol but because such thing is sooooo outrageous for a heir of a prestigious clan as his, he was just suspended, for a few weeks like, might as well not punish him at all and let him do whatever he wants.
Ok sure, he didn’t kill them, but imagine if he had done so? DURING A MISSION? Nah, he should’ve gotten a worse outcome than that in my humble opinion, but who am I to fight against the intricate system of privilege?
Anyways, from there, it was very, very satisfying writing down what he’s been forced to deal with after his failure. Seeing Naoya get stripped of the things he likes was like aaaaaaahhhghhh retribution!! As well as sad because if we look at the bigger picture, Naoya really doesn’t have anyone on his side :I his family was quick to start talking badly behind his back, and in his face! There’s no shame for these people, worsening with the comment they made regarding the possibility of Y/N’s pregnancy omg ahahaha that was just foul.
But it was good for Naoya to be rattled that way, he for sure took for granted what he had, maybe this way he’ll finally wake up from his delusion :^)
But that wasn’t meant to happen, not soon anyways, as he now started to blame Naoaki—circling back to this point, this song (translation over here) popped up in my head from time to time when writing the scene he was questioning what’s up with Naoaki and Y/N. He really thinks that the pinnacle of all his misfortunes has to be with him ☹ and ngl it was kind of heart breaking to see him asking these things, but well, what can I say? What was Naoya expecting???? Y/N is literally terrified of him that even doing something good for him is enough to have her spiraling!!
This situation, as earth shattering as it was, was not good for either of them. On one hand we have Naoya suffering for his own issues, and on the other one, Y/N is suffering too!
However, the difference stands there with the people who remained behind to support her. Mariya, Haruko, and Hitomi were real ones by staying with her, and as the staff stated, they could’ve easily dropped her (way before even) but decided not to because this is not something new to them, and well, they’re good people!! Of course, they’re not going to leave Y/N alone. Meiko can whine all about it, they be sticking to her side.
Also, I want to comment on the staff: I know (eh, maybe) that they have good intentions but them going on with how Y/N is some kind of hero was like patronizing to me lol I was like: this is not the moment people!! I can only imagine the discourse that was going inside her head while hearing all of these things, that must’ve been infuriating too. I can see Mariya telling them to quiet up, at least until y/n feels better lol, Hitomi scoffing every time they pass by saying all these things, and Haruko being like… conflicted about it: she’s happy her mistress is being recognized, but it just doesn’t feel genuine, you know?
And that part where some of the members were like: yeah this is kind of when like Toji did his thing, but I mean that’s expected from him, he’s a man. Jesus, the misogyny in this people is really making them say dumb stuff just to bring down women. Writing that was so disrespectful to myself ngl hahah
But it was also just to show how… odd the perception of the staff is. Or everything about it really.
From there… NAOAKI. Omg… that scene was, oof. I was really debating whether to write it or not because I’m very aware of what it means… however, I’m no longer willing to keep them apart 😂 after building up their relationship it seems that Naoaki and Y/N are catching feelings for each other, like for real, and while I intended to write that particular scene as Y/N just wanting comfort (I just discovered she’s a hugger lol it seems that she’s given everyone hugs, as well as received from her) this is definitely leading somewhere else 😏 or might lead, who knows what dear Ranta has planned for them hahahahah
Aw, but it was so sweet that Naoaki even said that even if nothing happens between the two, he’ll always be her friend omg. 😭 Where can I get me a man like this? And Naoya still has the audacity to believe he can do something? Just how Mariah Carey said...
He and Ranta wanted to hold on to this idea that maybe what the staff was saying was like, you know, lies, intended to instigate Naoya, but after seeing Naoaki leave Y/N’s room is safe to say that they both know this is far from regular gossip.
And even then, poor Ranta still wanted to protect Naoya! He truly is… well, I’d like to say a good person, someone who Naoya definitely doesn’t deserve, with him willing going as far as trying to involve himself in their relationship in hopes to save it, but there's only so much he can do before he realizes it's doomed. (Ranta wanting to tell Naoaki to at least have the decency to not approach Y/N while Naoya is in the estate is like, wild to me. He knows there’s no stopping him, so maybe he can slow him down?)
Well, this chapter was intended to be some kind of recap of the things that happened soon after chapter 25 and as a set up for the ones to come. Show that this conflict was nothing if not detrimental to both parties involved, with Naoya seemingly losing everything he’s had, the respect of his family, his career, and his marriage, and with Y/N feeling desolate but still having the support of her ladies, and possibly someone closer than that.
Now that I write it like that, it’s as if they switched positions (but if you squint your eyes though, cause being honest Y/N is still getting the short end of the stick) and this time, Naoya is going to be the one put in the work because if I'm being completely honest, Y/N does not care for him at all.
Aghhh well I'm excited to see where the characters take me from here 🤭 will Naoya redeem himself? Or will Y/N completely fall for Naoaki? GUESS WE'LL HAVE TO WAIT AND SEE :>
Thank you so much for your support! Reading your feedback about this chapter helped me overcome the insecurities I had about posting it hahah god, Naoya is such a difficult character sometimes, but he's still hella entertaining 😂
Anyways, if there's something more specific that you want to know about this chapter that wasn't covered here (since I usually just gloss over the things I considered somewhat influential in the process of writing this chapter) don't hesitate to let me know! I'll do my best to my best to answer them without spoiling anything :>
Once again, thank you so much for reading this chapter, hope you all have a wonderful week, take care, and hope to see you soon!!
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[Tommy busts open the door to Wilburs office, nerf gun in hand]
Wilburrr!
No!
[He drops out of his chair and rolls under his desk]
There's no point in hiding, Mr. President!
[Tommy rapidly begins to shoot at the space under the desk]
[Wilbur pulls out a sword in a feeble attempt to block the bullets]
You bastard!
Don't blame me, blame the chatter that gave me a gun.
[Tommy continues to shoot, a few bullets being blocked by the sword]
You can't have a shield, that's not fair!
You have a fucking gun!
It's not gonna do any damage! You're hiding behind a sword, what if you chop up all my bullets?
Nothing is being chopped??
But consider, it could happen.
[The last few bullets hit Wilbur before the gun is empty]
Aw, I'm out! I will say, though, this is the best thing chats ever given me. I think I'll make this a regular thing!
I'll cry.
Over fake bullets?
I have work to do!
Fine then, every other day!
Anyway.
[He swipes the bullets under his desk, hiding them.]
How’s Tubbo?
Oh, he's out of it. Alright enough, but he's convinced he's perfectly fine when he can't even walk. He's also mad you called him delusional.
Did I call him delusional?
I don't know, I wasn't there. All I know is he's very dedicated to escaping bedrest.
He should be fine to move around a bit tomorrow, just keep an eye on him, okay?
Yeah, I know. I'm gonna make sure he doesn't die again.
… Are you blaming yourself?
What?
For what happened to Tubbo. Do you blame yourself?
No, no, I don't. I don't, I just don't want him to go and die if I have a chance of stopping it.
Oh. Come lie on the floor with me Tommy. Let’s talk about this.
[Tommy drops to the floor]
Why is lying on the floor part of this?
It’s better to talk when we’re on the same level and I think it’s gonna take me a while to get up.
Yeah, that's fair. I see your point here.
Anyway, Tommy, there’s shit in this shitty, shitty world that you just… can’t stop. Life and death is one of those things. Especially not this shit, this is my responsibility.
That's fucking stupid. And not fair. There should at least be something people can do.
Nope. Not really man. Nothing I want you or Tubbo to do, at least. I have lives to spare. You two don’t.
You better not get yourself killed next or we're all gonna be fucked.
It’ll be fine. You’d be in charge.
In what world would that be fine?
It’d only be like… a day at most. I knock of respawn pretty fast. Besides, you’re better than you think you are.
Either way, I would not have a good time. I'd probably have more fun doing math.
Twenty four hours, Tommy. That’s it.
That's twenty four too many. How about you just try your best to not die? That way this can be a worst case scenario thing.
It’d be really fucking funny if I died tomorrow though.
Don't go predicting it! Man, I'm getting up, your floor sucks.
[Tommy stands up, stretching his arms]
I don't know how you're so comfortable there for so long.
I can’t get up Tommy.
Do you need help? I can heave you up with my incredible strength!
No, no, I’ll be fine. Just let me sit here for a bit.
Okay? Have fun, don't merge with the floor! I'm gonna go now but I'll see you later.
Bye Tommy.
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