#eh i'll tag the other two anyway
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Well looky here Part 2
Yeah so let's continue this, shall we? :^)
Previously: Iono pesters Grusha into appearing on Iono Zone to talk about The Accident™️. Grusha fucks around and talks about a load of unrelated shite instead. Iono gets mad, Grusha gets offended, and finally snaps and tells her all about The Accident™️. Iono gets sad because as it turns out, The Accident™️ was a sad event. Who would've thought?
It's the next morning. As usual, Geeta is monitoring her gyms to ensure they've opened on time; each leader is given a key card which not only activates the power to the gym, but also lets her know they've arrived. It's a bit draconian, and she acknowledges that, but if she didn't watch them so closely, then Lord knows half of the barely interested motely crew she calls a League wouldn't even bother showing up to work.
Most of the leaders have signed in by now. All of them except for Grusha and Iono.
Now Grusha being late doesn't bother her in the slightest; she knows from the countless cancelled gym inspections that his gym's location makes it prone to closure due to adverse weather conditions. The weather can often get so bad that it's the only gym in Paldea with different opening hours depending on the season, as well as the only one with beds and showers in the event that staff find themselves stranded there overnight. Needless to say, him being a bit late isn't out of the ordinary.
Iono being late, on the other hand, certainly is out of the ordinary. Not only does she live within walking distance of her gym, but due to her gym career's popularity on her channel, she never misses a day off work, at least not without prior notification. Needless to say, her being late is definitely cause for concern, in Geeta's eyes anyway.
Geeta barges into the reception, likely interrupting Rika's escapades on Bumble, and asking her if she's heard from Iono that morning.
"No, why, should I have heard from her?"
"Well she's never usually this late."
"Hm. Strange." Rika's attention returns to her phone. This sounds suspiciously like a Geeta problem anyway. Only she's this anal about everyone being in on time.
"Grusha hasn't signed in either, could you call him as well after you've called Iono? It's probably just the weather in his case, but I just want to be sure-"
"Oh, apparently they were together last night. He was one of her streams. Didn't watch it myself but a few of my friends did-"
Geeta shot her a glare. "Are you suggesting they spent the night together...?"
Before Rika can respond, Geeta turns on her heel and leaves, demanding Rika call them both, just for putting the mental image of them making out into her mind. Rika huffs, closing Bumble and calling Iono. She's never off her phone, she'll answer for sure.
The number rings out.
She tries again, getting the same result. Third time, and the call is rejected outright. Either she's filming a video, or she really doesn't want to be contacted right now.
Assuming the former, and figuring Iono will just text her if she's currently busy, Rika then rings Grusha. He answers immediately.
"Listen, tell Geeta I'm on my way, it was really foggy this morning and it's only just lifted-"
"Yeah yeah, I figured. Listen, uh- wait you said you're on your way to your own gym?"
"Yeah, I just said that."
Technically he didn't, but she's willing to let that slide. "So you... didn't stay with Iono last night then?"
A loud fake retch from the other end. "Ew, no, why?"
"She hasn't signed in yet, Geeta says that's weird. Apparently."
"Well she wasn't exactly in good form when I left her yesterday. Not sure if that has anything to do with it."
"What do you mean?"
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Grusha hadn't known what kind of reaction he was expecting from Iono when he showed her that photograph. He'd wanted an apology, sure, just... not a tearful one. He didn't like tears.
"I mean, you did ask."
Perhaps that was a bit too blunt for the occasion. Iono did seem genuine distressed and sorry after all, and he certainly didn't want to rub anything in.
But at the same time, she did ask.
She sniffed, wiping her nose on her oversized sleeve and regaining her composure a little. "I'm sorry, okay? I just..." Her voice trails off as the tears came back.
He sighs and sits down next to her, arms folded once again. "I'm not opposed to talking about it, you know."
She glares. "Then why didn't you?"
He leans back, eyes moving up to the ceiling. "Well, how would you feel if people kept asking you for interviews, but only about that one time you did a makeup video and your foundation was way too dark and-"
Iono groans loudly. "Why do you of all people know about that?"
"That doesn't matter. But you wouldn't want to be remembered only for that incident, would you?"
She suddenly seems to realise what he's getting at, and looks away sheepishly. "No. I guess not."
"But that's what it feels like for me." His voice grows quieter. "Ever since my accident, it's like nobody ever cares about what I actually achieved. It's overshadowed everything. Every tournament, every achievement, every competition I ever won, everything I ever did for that sport here in Paldea, it just... doesn't matter any more. I'm the most decorated winter athlete in Paldean history, but it doesn't feel that way any more. I'm just "the one who had an accident" now. That's it."
Iono pauses. "I... I never thought about it that way."
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"Let's just say... she has a lot to think about at the moment."
#so. it was finished this whole time#and i can possibly go on with a part three!#pokemon scarlet and violet#pokemon scarvi#gym leader grusha#gym leader iono#grusha#iono#idk if it's necessary to tag geeta and rika since they're not the stars of the show lmao#they're just. there#my writing#pokémon#gym leaders#part 3 would be like. mostly iono's perspective#which could be fun#eh i'll tag the other two anyway#champion geeta#elite four rika
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rambling in tags
#tried to talk about it on vc but no one's paying attention haha#talkin about it here cuz I've been meaning to share with. someone#hi if you're reading this:)#peter prattles#anyways. started a new project recently; i got a model for my mask so I'm thinking about printing it out?#got the STL (STereoLithography (file format for CAD software made by 3d systems)) files fhe other day; they look like they'll fit well toge#ther after i print them; so that's good. not a lot of sanding ill have to do on the main face shell; 8&#augh#*; it's already textured#i keep pressing comma. stop#anyways. got the files; it took FOREVER to splice but that's alright. i haveta do it regardless#*slice not splice#the whole process of slicing something (FOR 3D MODELING BY THE WAY) is really interesting; i should look more into that#the thing is; the files and info I got on them didn't say what orientation to print the mask in? that was odd#it also didn't say what fill / support types to use. but I'll figure that out in the morning#oh! my favourite part I'm working on for the mask is that it is able to attach / detach in specific sections; so it's easily disassembled#I'm using neodymium magnets (specifically 10mmx1mm or 1/16in discs) to connect it all together#I'm thinking about making it disconnect in about 4/6 different places? four for sure#not sure about the last two though. thinking about making the LENSES of the mask detachable; but i feel like they're more likely to fall of#uhoh i think i did something wrong#i printed (or started to print at least) the domed mesh on the 3d printer instead of the specifically labeled resin printer. i don't have j#I don't have a resin printer#wow there's a lot of tags. okay#so many thoughts in my head apparently#eh whatever. hear about my 3d prints boy#there's an option to make a ventilated mask; or one without the vents at the front#the vents are just small cavities near the front of the mask#right near the nose / mouth would be#ohh it's actually lined up beautifully; it blends right into the webbing on the front of the face#face? mask? eh
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frog dump yippee yahoo!! with gay people, shitty presentations, and creepypasta dororo my silly
#happy birthday to me :)#i should have drawn myself some celebratory frogs. eh i'll just reblog my keroro birthday post#sgt frog#keroro gunso#there's a thread between the dance doodle and the doctor prescribed me lots of kisses#he went to the doctor about the passing out thing and pururu diagnosed him with just a loser#as a friend of those two she is allowed to tease them with a silly diagnosis and prescription. she wishes them well :)#anyway CREEPYPASTA DORORO MY SILLY!!!#the joke is that hes got the sonicexe goop gloweyes teeth for absolutely no reason#if i ever actually put his tragedy to words the stolen pins and belt are the only things that will be mentioned.#hes never even mentioned to take off his mask or anything#so the visual depiction is just like that for absolutely no reason. no reason but the vibes#he needs a silly little nickname i can tag him with. as a treat. suggestions welcome ;)#is not wearing a tummy sticker nakey. beltless giroro is nakey but im unsure whether a tummy sticker would help this.#okay i'll hush now i have other things to do#gem art
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🇨 🇴 🇳 🇫 🇪 🇸 🇸 🇮 🇴 🇳 ！
BSD MEN REACTING TO A CONFESSION.
↷ A/N ─ yes new divider again because im indecisive as heck
★ FT. ─ dazai , chuuya , ranpo , akutagawa , atsushi , fyodor
!! TAGS ─ mentions of suicide, insecurities, overall fluff
"i love you."
ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ.
promptly replies with, "i love you too."
he'll lean into you with an amused smile because he lowkey thinks you're joking
when he realizes you're serious about it he'll immediately stop the stupid grin
and look at you with this sincere look you've never seen on his face before
he'll hold your hand and everything while repeating "i love you too," for a second time, only this time he's serious about it too
definitely asks for double suicide later
"You know it's my motto to unalive myself with a beautiful woman. How lucky of you to have been bestowed upon this honour."
"Mhm."
"I'll say yes if you join me in a double suicide," he asks with puppy eyes.
"Dazai, you already said yes."
"I'll say it again!"
ᴄʜᴜᴜʏᴀ.
he stops abruptly and half chokes on his expensive ass wine
poor boy is really confused 😭 because "where did that come from??"
he tries to play it cool but he's literally SCREAMING inside
we all know he's been betrayed a lot of times in the past so he feels hesitant about it
will decide to give it a shot tho
100% calls dazai to brag about it
"You may be taller or whatever (as if that matters in the first place) but were you the one able to steal her heart? Eh? I think not!"
You chuckle hearing him update his rival of his new relationship status.
"And anyway," he raises a glass of wine for toast. "I'd like to thank my good looks, good looks and did I mention my good looks (?) for making tonight the happiest night ever."
ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ.
"i know."
he has always observed every single thing about you - how you behave around others vs how you behave around him, the little times you look at him like you want his attention etc etc
he's known about this since like soooo long
he defo also knew when where and how you were gonna confess
went to yosano for tips to react to it and bought you chocolates and stuff. he thinks it'll make you happy :D
eats all of that himself even tho he originally bought it for you but you let it slide because he's a cutie patootie
"You could at least have been a bit subtle about it," he says, munching on his chips. "I mean, anyone who saw you would've been able to guess. I didn't even need my ability for this!"
He lifts his chin up thoughtfully, fingers ripping open another packet of snacks. "You should be grateful I'm not a snitch. Eh, well," he shrugs, "You're now dating the greatest detective in the world! Congratulations!"
ᴀᴋᴜᴛᴀɢᴀᴡᴀ.
"eh???"
like chuuya, he's pretty confused too
"are you sure?"
tries to keep a straight face and hide his fluster
he'll narrow his eyes at you as if he's trying to read your emotions. he doesn't wanna get hurt if he gets too attached to you and you two end up breaking up
also how tf is he supposed to believe that someone like YOU like someone like HIM?
reassure him that he's perfect please :( poor baby deserves the world
"I am a lot of work. I don't think you can keep up with all of that," he says shortly.
"I'll try my best."
"You don't have to."
"But I want to!"
He stares at you for a few moments, looking like he's about to cry.
"Oh, alright then," he waves a hand around. "But don't you ever leave me."
ᴀᴛꜱᴜꜱʜɪ.
screams
"SAY IT AGAIN PLEASE!"
jumps around everywhere in happiness
you dont even get a verbal answer the man's just dancing around
either that or he just faints
he's, like akutagawa, insecure about himself. but he's much more open to showing his emotions to you.
you end up cuddling the whole night or he calls off work to be with you for the rest of the day <3
"I..." he repeats the same word for the fifth time in a row.
"Yes?"
"Don't mind me, I'm just trying to come to terms with the fact that I get to date you."
"Is that a bad thing?"
"No, no!" he panics, wringing both hands all over himself hastily. "I love you! Really!"
ꜰʏᴏᴅᴏʀ.
no reaction. im sorry
spares a small glance at you but otherwise doesn't get distracted from his work
you think he's gone deaf from the way he just ignored you cuz what????
will spend like 15 minutes that way before extending an arm to you and you lowkey DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO??? HELP??
he'll stare at you for a few seconds before pulling you onto his lap and continuing with his work
and that's his way of saying yes
He shuts the computers around him down and taps your outer thigh twice. You immediately stand up and help him up. He stares at you for a few seconds, contemplating something.
"You know, I never thought I'd enable others to call me a lovesick fool."
"Does that mean you are a lovesick fool?"
"A little, maybe," he turns around and walks out of the door while you follow him with a soft smile on your face.
#bsd x reader#bsd x y/n#bsd x you#bsd scenarios#bsd hcs#bsd headcanons#dazai hcs#dazai x y/n#dazai x reader#chuuya imagines#chuuya x reader#fyodor hcs#fyodor x you#fyodor x reader#akutagawa hcs#akutagawa x reader#chuuya headcanons#dazai headcanons#dazai x you#fyodor imagines#atsushi hcs#atsushi nakajima#atsushi x reader#dazai bsd
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⎯⎯ ୨ Him and you as gamers (HCs) ୧ ⎯⎯
ੈ♡˳ Aether, Albedo, Alhaitham, Ayato, Childe, Cyno, Diluc, Dottore, Gorou, Heizou, Kaeya, Kaveh, Kazuha, Pantalone, Thoma, Tighnari, Wanderer, Venti, Xiao & Zhongli x Gn!Reader *ೃ༄
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okay so idk what this is called so i just made it hcs GYDISJKANDSA,, anyways i downloaded league of legends a few days ago and im honestly addicted rn, have this short thing b4 i lose my mind on my wips, have a nice day/night!!
they teach you how to play the game thoroughly, show you the ropes, and are very supportive, even if you die. picks a support role to baby you as you get used to the game.
aether, ayato diluc, gorou, kaveh, kazuha, tighnari, thoma, zhongli
they teach you, but they're like an exasperated teacher. they repeatedly scold you for doing something you should do, and when you die they'd say "I TOLD YOU SO" and sigh.
alhaitham, cyno, pantalone, xiao (in a soft and gentle way)
would teach you, sure, but they're the shittiest teacher in a bad way. they would bait you into dangerous situations just so you'd die in the end. they'd lie about your hotkeys/buttons and you die again. your deaths are 90% because of him.
albedo, alhaitham, ayato, childe, dottore, heizou, kaeya, wanderer, venti
you have matching names, icons, and skins. the characters you use are couples or ships with good synergy. one glance and people know you're (icky) lovers.
aether, ayato, childe, kaeya, kaveh, kazuha, thoma, wanderer (he secretly loves it)
insane cooperation. great minds think alike. you two have played so much together that you know what the other is thinking, hence multi-kills in a row and always dominating the battlefield together.
albedo, alhaitham, cyno, gorou, heizou, tighnari, xiao, zhongli
you yell at each other. insulting and calling each other trash. brings up real-life beef ingame to one-up you in arguments. "you're not a pro, you can't even wash the dishes right!"
childe, dottore, heizou, kaeya, tighnari, wanderer, venti
absolutely spoils you with money. he gifts you expensive and exclusive skins of characters you like, merch, and everything.
ayato, childe, diluc, kaveh (adding to his debt), pantalone (you legit have every skin in the game), zhongli (from childe's wallet)
leaps from his seat (if youre gaming together) and kisses you all over if you won, saying that you made a good team or how you carried them.
aether, childe, heizou, kaeya, kaveh, thoma
he's the adc (attack damage carry), youre his support
aether, ayato, childe, cyno, diluc, gorou, kaeya, thoma, wanderer, xiao
he's your support, you're his adc
albedo, alhaitham, dottore (he wants u to grow insanely strong in risky ass ways), heizou, kaveh, kazuha, pantalone, tighnari, zhongli
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When the Sun is Shining Again
Masterlist
Tags : Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Waltzing, Dancing Together, Living Together, Multiple Kisses, Rainy Day, Soft Gojo, Sweet Talker reader.
Summary: An old melody, a blurred silhouette. A weak way of life really isn't cool, you know?
"Darling, do you have any memories attached to you? Some feelings in your heart leave a sensation. I want to go back to that time."
"Memories?" He turns around, his azure eyes gracing you. His memory was floating somewhere, like a white feather in the clear morning sky.
You smiled at him, caressing his jawline while sealing a tender kiss on his nose. Then you wrapped your arm around his neck and savored the last drop of his sweet perfume. You playfully ran your fingers through his hair. Feeling his beautiful silver on your fingers.
"I have one," you started, caressing the contour of his nose and whispering. "I was the only child. Every time I finished reading a book, my mom would give me a Pokemon card. It's an ultra-rare card, and I'm so happy about it! And you? What about you, Satoru-kun?"
You lifted your head from his shoulder and settled yourself on his lap, trying to find his best answer. When you lifted your head, you could sense a glimpse of disappointment, sadness, sorrow, and longing on his face.
"Oh, my dear, you don't have to tell me if you're uncomfortable, Satoru-kun. I'm sorry,"
You mused and touched his nose tip. "You deserve to be happy, even when the world around you treats you badly; remember that there's someone who truly cares about you."
"Thank you," he nodded. He noticed that you almost cried after seeing his expression.
He wasn't sure why he was reacting that way. It's extremely rare for him to express his sadness to his partner. He is so warm and always surrounded by vibrant yellow.
After all, no one can change fate, and shedding tears over the past is completely unnecessary.
You get up from his lap and leave a kiss on his cheek, gliding gently to the kitchen to bring two cups of hot chocolate.
Satoru gazes at you for a while as he is distracted by the backdrop of rain-smeared windows. Your radiant smile enveloped him as you drew closer and handed him the hot chocolate with marshmallows on top.
"I sense a wave of nostalgia," he began, gently patting your head.
Then he continued, "The weather, hot chocolate, and your earlier questions—it's not that I didn't want to discuss them. I've come to accept that I can't erase my past or bring back someone from death. But as long as you're here with me, that's all I need."
"Ah, Satoru-kun, don't mention that. You make me cry, you know that?"
You respond with a gentle smile, and following his gaze to the window, the rain persists heavily. It's so cold; to be honest, you always hate rain in the evening. Even the delicious warmth of hot chocolate doesn't seem to help enough.
He draws nearer, his shoulder brushing against yours, touching each other like a magnet. The melody of raindrops is followed by his soft humming, creating a romantic attraction between you and him.
"Anyway," he added with a giggle, "do you still remember the first waltz we did in high school?"
"Eh? Why bring that up? Of course, I do. You're a good dancer," you tease, pinching his cheek. Because you know very well that Satoru is so bad at dancing.
"Your moves are a bit weird. I still remember that Kusakabe-kun is laughing at you."
He yelling. "Hey, don't mention Kusakabe! I'm a good dancer, you know. I've mastered a simple waltz from Ijichi."
"Ijichi-kun good at waltz? Wow, I didn't know that. So, as proof of Ijichi-kun's talent, maybe you can show me your skills? I know you'd love that, handsome."
He smiled gently. "Alright, I'll show you."
He glided with a cute gesture. You still sense awkwardness in his movement, but you are trying to hold your laughter because he appears so enthusiastic.
He gently extends his hand, reaching yours, and guides you to follow his steps. Satoru squeezes your waist gently, feeling his warmth against your skin.
His azure eyes pierced toward yours as you swayed from side to side, following his gaze. You nestled your head on his neck, longing to be closer to him, to sniff his aroma, and to feel his breath against yours.
"See, I'm an expert," he whispered, placing a delicate kiss on your cheek and brushing his nose on your skin.
He is sealing a brief kiss. Repeating the gesture, he pulled your body close. Fold his arm around your waist. A soft moan escaped from his lips, adding a touch of passion to the moment.
The kiss was a blend of sweetness, passion, desire, longing, and intimacy.
"Uh—sorry if I got carried away."
"Satoru-kun, darling, is a fast learner, heh? I should have baked a cake for Ijichi-kun as a thank you."
#gojo x reader#gojo x you#gojo satoru x reader#gojo satoru x you#jjk gojo x reader#gojo satoru#jujutsu kaisen#jjk gojo
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Dopamine
on AO3
Viktor x f!reader
Rating: Explicit
Tags: enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst, dubious science, mostly canon compliant, no use of y/n, chemist!reader, eventual smut.
Cw: mentions of sexual themes, alcohol consumption
Words: 2k
[A/N: tags and content warnings to be updated in each chapter, updates weekly. (also, let me know if you want to be tagged in fic updates!)]
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Chapter 3: Between rage and something else
You’d be lying to yourself if you said you weren’t nervous. Nervous didn’t even cut it at this point, you were dreading this meeting, and not even a pep talk from Moira (and her pep talks were known to be incredibly effective) helped get your usual confidence back. You scolded yourself the entirety of your walk there; how can you let someone as non threatening as Viktor shake your grounds so easily? It’s not like he would ever ‘win’ any of your fights, it’s not like…shake it off, you idiot. The voice in your head was correct, though. You never allowed him to make you flustered or visibly annoyed, but this recent excessive and prolonged contact with him had been proving to be much more than you could handle.
Nevertheless, the matter being official Academy business gave you no choice but to withstand his many attempts at slandering your work and being simply vexatious and arrogant. Many a deep breath later, you entered the café. He was sitting on a table near the farthest wall and did not seem to have noticed your entrance until you approached him.
“You are late.”
“It’s 1:07”
“You said 1:00, my time is valuable.”
“I apologize, I’m sure you have many things to do at the lab,” you said, making sure the sarcasm in your voice came through.
He was unable to retort since, before you could even sit on the chair opposite him, a waitress was already standing next to the table with a wide grin.
“Welcome! How are you two doing today?”
“I’m wonderful, thank you.” You tried as hard as you could to let go of the frown you’d been carrying and be as nice as possible to her, Viktor answering with a polite smile as well.
“That is so great to hear! Can I get you something to start?”
“Just drip coffee and sweet milk for him.” Viktor was initially annoyed that you had spoken over him, but his feelings soon changed into unfiltered confusion.
“Sure thing! I'll be back with those in a minute, let me know if you need anything else.” She said and then disappeared among the group of people at the counter who were taking their orders to go.
“How did you know?”
“What?”
“What I wanted to order”
“What do you mean? It’s literally all you drink,” You said in a dismissive tone that just made him even more puzzled. You would’ve dropped the matter there if his expression wasn’t so utterly perplexed. “Viktor, just because I don’t like you, it doesn’t mean I’m blind.”
“Right, eh, I got the notebook, where would you like to start?” He said, trying to deflect.
“Why can’t I write?”
“I got the notebook first, I write. And my handwriting is better anyway.”
“Fine, I asked Heimerdinger how many days we were allotted for the conference, and he said we needed to have it all on the same day, but we could get two different venues in the same place to split the different disciplines.”
“Why is that necessary?”
“I doubt the people who attend to see the chemistry presentations will be interested in sticking around for the arts talk, so rather than having people stand up and leave, we can split the disciplines into two different venues”
“Hm, sure.” He said, opening the notebook to start scribbling down, “Chemistry, engineering and biology on one venue, arts, history and language on the other.”
"Exactly,” You started to say before being gracefully interrupted by the sweet waitress with your drinks.
“Here’s yours, and here’s the drip coffee, are we all good?”
“Yes, everything is perfect, thank you so much”
“No problem at all! And can I just say you two are such a lovely couple? I haven’t seen a couple go out with matching outfits in so long, it makes me so giddy to see!”
“We are not—” Viktor was quick to answer, but you were quicker.
“—matching, this is our work uniform. Maybe we should go out with matching outfits one day, though, that sounds so fun! Right, my love?”
Shock is not a strong enough word to describe what Viktor was going through at the moment, his ears red with embarrassment and his silence deafening.
“Don’t mind him; he’s shy,” you said, shooting her a warm smile as she did the same and turned to leave once again.
There was another minute of muted annoyance in Viktor's eyes, contrasting with the smug chuckle you let out.
“Are you out of your mind? What was that about?”
“What? That was hilarious,” You said, shrugging.
“Why do you always do that? What is so fun about being a mythomaniac?”
“I don’t always do that, only to get out of uncomfortable situations. Can you imagine how awkward she would’ve felt if we had corrected her? She’s happy, and I got to see you flustered, so I’m happy; everyone wins!”
“I’m not— Whatever. Stop doing that."
“So, about scheduling, we need to decide the order of the speakers.” You said, still with a smirk on your lips. Viktor nearly sighed in relief.
“For venue number one, I think it should be me, biology second and you third.”
“There is no way I’m going last; I want to leave as early as possible, not to mention the bio students are probably going to be the largest crowd, so if anything, he should go last to retain the audience for as long as possible.”
“There’s the same amount of students in all disciplines.”
“I’m talking about the turnout on the day of, more people are going to show up for him.”
“How can you be so sure of that? You don’t even remember his name.”
“First of all, neither do you, and second of all, he is hot; all the students swoon over him.”
“That’s preposterous.” There was a tinge of more annoyance in his eyes.
“If you paid attention to anything other than those little blue crystals, you would’ve noticed.”
“It doesn’t matter, it’s not a good enough reason to change the schedule”
“Why can’t it be me, him, and you, then? You can close off the show, rock star!”
“We can both write out proposals for the order and present them to the others at our next group meeting; the best one wins.”
“Ugh, everything is a competition for you, isn’t it?” You said now visibly annoyed.
This comment seemed to irk him differently than usual; perhaps he felt you were right, or perhaps he felt hurt by your comment, but either way, it seemed to have worn him down. A sigh of resignation and a massage on his temples later, and he was apparently ready to give up.
“Have it your way then, princess.”
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This had an effect on you, but definitely not the one he intended. After writing the order of the schedule down and ironing out some other details, you offered to take this information to Lara so she could design the material for advertising. You would’ve gone to the art labs (more like studios, but they all called them labs since every researcher workspace was in the same wing of the Academy), but for obvious reasons you couldn’t, so you made plans to meet up at her dorm that very night.
Lara was as fun as you expected. Moira had been your only friend at the Academy for years. You always preferred to keep to yourself, and although Jayce was your friend too, technically, his proximity to Viktor made it difficult for you to hang around his work space without starting any fights, so hanging out with someone new felt refreshing.
The work meeting was quick. After you had settled into one of the comfortable puff chairs scattered throughout the small room, she began to offer you drinks and food. One gossip session later, she offered you one of her tiny nightgowns, and before you noticed, you were having a full-on slumber party.
It felt good to relax like this. You chastised Viktor a lot for being too obsessed with his work, but you weren’t too far off from that yourself, not having had a night to wind down with friends in at least a year. She made cocktails that tasted like sweet nectar and fruit too, so it was so easy for the both of you to be way over tipsy when you heard a knock on the door that she went to answer.
“Guess what, sweetheart! It's your worst enemy!” You heard her scream from over at the door and then come over, slightly tumbling, with a very confused Viktor on one arm. "Come, come, come, err... want a drink? Some chips? We’re havin’ some chips, aren’t we, hun? Here, have some chips..."
“Eh, no, thank you; I just came over to correct a mistake I made on the notes I sent her with. It should’ve said 6:00 pm instead of 8 p.m. on the first time slo— “
"Yeah, yeah, tell me again tomorrow, though I won’t remember,” Lara said again in between giggles as she let go of his arm and sat down on the bed.
Throughout all of this, you stayed silent, looking up at him as you sank into one of the puffs. He blushed for a second time that day, as you noticed, and he made it a point to look at the floor every time Lara spoke. When he looked at you, even though you tried to repress it, you smiled in amusement.
“Can you at least write it down?” He told you.
“I’ll write it down, yeah,” You said, crossing your legs.
“Now?”
“Are you in a rush, Vik?” You said standing up lazily.
There’s a kind of blushing that bares the soul— Not the kind where one’s embarrassed; you’ve seen that on Viktor plenty of times as it settled on his ears—the kind where you could see pink and peach and red all mix to boil over his cheeks. You didn’t know for sure, but the crinkle of his nose and the long but broken-up breath he took showed something beyond simple timidness, something darker.
Perhaps it was the scanty lace of your nightgown and your own spirit-induced rosy cheeks, or maybe you had unlocked in him a new level of rage. You wanted to see it again, that was for sure, whatever the cause was.
“You two seem to be having a lot of fun; write down the correct time, and I’ll be on my way”
And that you did, you had a lot more time to figure this out in your next meetings. He turned and left through the door as soon as he made sure the information was recorded, and you were left to silently ponder what you had just seen while you continued to have fun with Lara.
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Viktor heel-and-toe raced all the way back to his dorm as fast as his legs allowed him. From the outside, it would seem he was trying to run away from something, and in a way he was. He thought maybe leaving the place was good enough to leave that feeling behind, but alas, it wasn't.
Only when the door handle did not turn did he notice his palms were sweating, and it went downhill from there. Every step he took inside his room came with a new realization. He sat in the dark for a while; his skin felt a little too much like skin, his heart was incredibly squeezed and restricted sitting in his throat, and his face was hot enough to boil the sweat dripping down his forehead. He would’ve mistaken this for unbridled rage in any other circumstance, he could have, if it hadn’t been for the uncomfortable feeling of tightness in his pants.
The line was so blurry, he thought, between rampant fury and arousal, they shared the same place in the brain and produced some of the same hormones. But this was not supposed to happen. There was so much more about you to loathe than to like, or at least that’s what he had always believed.
Perhaps this is why it feels so good to hate her, Viktor thought.
However, this felt like letting you win. And if you were right about something, it was that Viktor was competitive. A cold shower should do it.
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I don’t know if anyone’s asked this but how does Mea get along with the rest of the TFP autobots?
I was waiting for an ask like this <33
With Optimus:
Mea gets along with Optimus really well considering he was the one who asked Agent Fowler to track her down in Utah and have her brought over to Jasper for her safety and also because he made a promise to Voltage (who contacted Optimus at the last minute before he was k!lled by Starscream).
Mea often comes to Optimus for advice or just someone to sit down and talk with. Optimus cares for her, much like he does any of the other humans. Although there are times where Mea would sass Optimus or just talk back to him in some of his decisions but she would regret it afterwards. Optimus would often take Mea on rides whenever she was upset, sometimes he'd play music and let her sleep in the front seat if she liked.
With Ratchet:
Just like how he was with the trio, Ratchet was not fond of Mea at first– especially considering the fact that Mea has a Cybertronian artifact attached to her chest (I'll make a post talking about that soon hahshs) and doesn't like how a human has it on her person. Ratchet was also not happy when he was assigned to be Mea's guardian since she rarely leaves the base anyways.
Considering Mea's personality, there'd be a lot of back and fourth between the two. Whenever Mea gets into trouble, Ratchet would talk her ear off and Mea would sass him in return. However, overtime, Ratchet grew fond of Mea and her stubborn personality (probably because he sees a bit of his younger self in her) and would get worried whenever she'd get hurt or when she was upset.
With Arcee:
When Mea first got to the base, Arcee rarely interacted with her. She didn't want to get attached and she didn't think it would be necessary. Just another human to protect, she thinks.
Arcee was pleasantly surprised by Mea's personality, her stubbornness, her resilience and the way she stands up for herself infront of the Decepticons they'd encounter despite her size gained her Arcee's respect. They both eventually bonded over their hatred for Starscream and would often talk smack about him whenever they could. In terms of loss, Mea and Arcee would relate to each other a lot as they both experienced a lot of loss (Mea with Voltage n Zodiac then Arcee with Tailgate n Cliffjumper).
With Bulkhead:
Mea rarely interacted with Bulkhead, especially when she first arrived at the base. She couldn't seem to find something to talk about with the big bot.
However, when Miko and the others arrived– Mea along with Miko and Bulkhead, would bond over music such as rock and heavy metal. Sometimes she'd tag along with Bulkhead and Miko whenever they went on rides or went to monster truck shows.
With Bumblebee (we already know how she is with Bee but I just want to add him in ehe):
Surprisingly, Mea didn't interact with Bumblebee when she first got to base. One of the main reasons is she couldn't understand him. But, the first time Mea interacted with Bumblebee was when he caught Mea sneaking out of the base late at night. Of course, Bumblebee was going to tell on her and the two of them ended up in a little bickering that was later heard by both Ratchet and Optimus, which resulted in the both of them getting into trouble.
Though because of that one incident, it was the main reason they kept on interacting with each other. It started off with little bickering over the littlest things to beginning to spend more time together outside of the base (late night drives) and more (wink).
With Smokescreen:
Mea got along with Smokescreen pretty easily. She found his recklessness endearing and in a way, reminded her of Bumblebee. Mea would often teach Smokescreen more about earth and humans while also keeping him in check.
Sometimes– Mea, Bumblebee and Smokescreen would all go out for a ride together. Sometimes, Smokescreen would race Bumblebee and when they'd end up in a squabble, Mea would chew them out. In a way, Smokescreen sees Mea like a big sister. Except she's smaller than him.
With Wheeljack:
Much like how he was with Miko, Wheeljack has come to like Mea's personality and her spunk when it comes to the Decepticons. Sometimes he'd sneakily give Mea a human-sized blaster or bomb, which Ratchet would yell at him for but Wheeljack would give her another blaster whenever Ratchet wasn't looking.
Mea doesn't hang around Wheeljack much but when they do, they're usually talking about random things.
With Ultra Magnus:
Mea respects Ultra Magnus. Though there are times she's tempted to sass him but she wouldn't risk getting her ear talked off. Like Ratchet, Ultra Magnus didn't like how a Cybertronian artifact was attached to Mea.
They don't spend time together much or hang out but there are times where Mea and Ultra Magnus would have little talks about the war and she'd listen to his stories during his time on Cybertron.
And that's basically the gist of it! I want to draw more of Mea with the other TFP bots but lord they can be hard to draw :'))
#maccadam#maccadams#transformers#transformers prime#tfp#tfp optimus prime#tfp ratchet#tfp arcee#tfp bulkhead#tfp bumblebee#tfp smokescreen#tfp wheeljack#tfp ultra magnus#tfp cliffjumper#transformers self insert#self insert#transformers oc
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From One Hell to Another
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Chapter 6 Sneak Peek WIP
Tags: Alastor x Reader, Alcohol, fluff, soft Alastor, Slow Burn, Tension, not proofread, WIP
A/n: This one is taking a bit longer cause it's longer than the other chapters but I PROMISE the wait will be worth it. Here's a taste 👀
I WOULD LOVE FEEDBACK ON THE TENSE..NESS? I'm getting in my head about characterization 😅
18+ - Minors DO NOT INTERACT with me or my content
“Care to have a drink with me?” the demon inquires, materializing a bottle of Rye in one hand. The sound of his claws clink against the glass, creating a delicate but unsettling rhythm.
His eyes fix you with a beguile stare. You've witnessed him point this look toward others -- many back down at the sight of it, terrified to provoke the demon.
It only entices you to push harder.
“Depends, have you poisoned it?” You quip, the corner of your mouth turning up.
Alastor’s eyes narrow into slits, his smile growing wider, “Heavens, no,” he chuckles, materializing two crystal tumblers in his other hand, “Not this time, anyway.”
He pours a couple fingers and extends the drink to you. One of his eyebrows cocks as you dramatically observe every angle of the glass. You bring the tumbler close to your face, feigning reluctance, but your mouth falls open when the crisp smell of oak and vanilla coat the inside of your nose.
“Holy shit, this actually smells amazing,” you gasp delightfully.
“I have to agree with you there. This was my drink of choice when I was alive,” he pauses, looking introspectively before continuing, “It was my mother’s favourite too.”
This was the first you’ve heard of his life before hell and your head tilts at the disclosure.
“Were you close with your mom?” you ask with your lips against the glass, taking in the aroma.
“Incredibly.” the demon nods, a hint of pain in his voice.
You stare out over the horizon, hesitant to pry further -- family is a touchy subject and you know that first hand. The first sip washes the taste of cherry over your tongue and moan breaks free from your throat.
“Wow,” you gush, holding up the glass to observe the amber liquid as you swash it around the tumbler, “If this is poisoned, at least I'll die happy.”
“The night is still young, darling,” Alastor purrs, glancing down at his middle and index claws as he taps them together, “you know, if you have a death wish," his eyes dart towards you, "I can think of far more productive use F̶͎͓̔̌̕o̴̭̓̇̂ȑ̷͈͂ ̸̩̤̯̋̕ỳ̶̙̓o̶̹͎͓͑̎̏u̴̢̇̆͒r̴̦̥͛̄ ̶̡͙̺̀̂ś̴͇̞͆ö̷̬̩́̔͠u̵̲̅ͅl̷͚͑̀."
“Still on that, eh?" The increased static in his voice doesn't phase you, "You really think you could handle me being around you 24/7?”
“Hm, I'd tolerate it.” his eyes slide back toward his hand as he straightens out his arm.
“You know I'd make it your personal hell, right? Like, to a point where you'd regret the moment you wrap your big, scary hand around mine."
Alastor answers by taking a sip from his glass, giving you that famous coaxing look of his over the rim.
“I hope you don't mind me blaring heavy EDM from my phone everyday.”
“Sounds like you haven't a penchent for pain,” his smile widens, “I can work with that.”
“Good, I'm a bit of a masochist.” you blurt out.
Heat soaks through your features as the last word leaves your mouth and you break eye contact to look down at the glass in your hand. You didn't even realize it was empty, and with all the excitement today, you completely forgot to eat.
"Interesting," he teases, picking up the scent of your embarrassment like a bloodhound. The bottle clinks against your glass as he pours you another round, "I can work with that too."
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Rapper
Pairing- Yoongi x Named Reader
Word count- 5.2k
Includes- Oral, pussy eating, cum eating, blow job, deepthroating, riding, missionary, multiple orgasms, fluffy fluff
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J POV
"You're so full of shit", I inform my best friend, Yoongi, rolling my eyes at him
"I'm really not", he answers, lazily, "It's what's said about rappers. After all we have to talk really fast"
"That doesn't mean shit", I argue, "It's just like the saying dancers are the best in bed"
He thinks for a moment, "Eh I'd say gymnasts are the best in bed. More flexible"
"Fuck you Yoongi. I'm flexible"
"Not as flexible as a gymnast"
I snort, "Where will you ever meet a gymnast? Oh yeah never"
"I meet more people than you", he shoots back
I can't argue with that
But I'm going to anyways
"Still never met a gymnast who'll sleep with you"
He smirks cockily, "Please. I'm famous Jo. All I have to say is I'm Suga and girls will drop their panties for me"
"You're a fucking pig", I snap
He shrugs, "At least I get laid"
"So do I!", I yell
I mean I do when I want to
But I'm not about sleeping with random people
I'm not a one night stand person like he is
I don't open my legs for just anyone
"It still stands though. Rappers have the best tongues and are the best at oral"
I don't even know how we got on this argument
We were watching a movie and oh yeah, the people were having sex
And we were being asses, critiquing it
Then he said that whole rappers have the best tongue thing
Maybe they do
But him?
He doesn't even like going down on a girl so what the fuck is he bragging for?
"Right and your tongue is the best?"
"Damn right"
I just laugh, "You don't eat girls out! You hate the taste of cum! How can you say your tongue is the best?"
"Because to the select few I do, they say it's amazing"
"Wow all two girls?", I snap
"Six. Six girls smarty pants", he growls
"Guess I missed that review on Yelp", I say sarcastically
"Shut up", he snaps, "My tongue is far superior. I don't have to like the way cum tastes to be good at it"
Oh my god, he actually believes his bullshit
"You're not experienced enough to be that good"
"I'll prove it to you right now"
My heart starts racing at what he could mean
"Yeah how?", I answer back, not giving away the pounding of my heart
"I'll eat you out"
Yeah he went there
I feel my mouth drop open at this turn of events
Why would he want to do that to me?
Is my opinion that important?
I'd say no because he doesn't care what I say about other things
"You want ..uh.."
"To eat your pussy", he repeats, smirking, "I'll make you cum so much you won't know what hit you"
"Uh why? You hate eating cum"
He's said that over and over before, telling me how he spits their cum out because it tastes gross
So why is he so adamant about doing this?
"Because you're doubting me"
I really can't think as my brain is not processing the information
All I think is Yoongi, tongue, cum
"Yea fine", I hear myself say
He nods once, then shoves me down on his bed
Jesus Christ
His hands are already pulling my leggings and panties off
I feel myself getting wet just watching him take my clothes off
He moves his hands under my shirt, pushing it up and over my head
Why is he taking my shirt and now bra off?
"Uh-"
"Might as well see you completely naked. Plus after you cum a few times, I'll play with your boobs to make it better"
God he has such fucking confidence he's gonna make me cum
Once my bra is off, he looks down and I suddenly realize I'm naked and exposed
My hands immediately move over my boobs as I snap my legs closed
"No jagi, lemme see"
Total confusion comes over me when I hear him call me jagi
Jagi?
That's a name for a girlfriend
Not your best friend who you're gonna eat out
The confusion looses my hands and he pulls them off my chest
I watch his eyes rake across me and I bite my lip, suddenly feeling shy
I can't imagine that
Me, shy in front of Yoongi?
This is the guy who gave me his hoodie when I had my first period and I bled everywhere
He's the one who checked the back of my pants when it happened, telling me
This is the guy who I told all about my first time having sex
Who I still talk to about my sex life, telling him how good or bad the sex was with whoever I slept with
This is the guy who I keep no secrets from, can be my loud, obnoxious self around and who I know I can do or say anything to him and he won't ever judge me
He knows me inside and out
And I'm shy in front of him?
I'd never thought that'd ever happen in a million years
"Pretty", he says, "Sexy body"
I'm in such disbelief that he likes the way I look
My skin shivers when his fingers softly trace the only tattoo I have
A phoenix on my right ribs
Christ, his touch feels so good
After a second, he pulls his hand away like he's not supposed to be touching me this way
Instead he pulls his shirt off and I gape at him
And his hot as fuck body
I have no idea why his shirt's off
"Just in case you drench me, I don't want my shirt to be soaked", he smirks
And just like that he's a cocky asshole again
He puts his long black hair in a low ponytail and I'm just fucking awed that he can get even hotter
No fair
He grabs my ankles pulling me down the bed to the edge while he kneels down
Oh god this is actually happening
His hands grip my thighs, opening my legs wide
"Fuck yes", he groans, "God you look so good"
Never have I ever thought I'd hear Yoongi talk to me like this
Never
I'm suddenly thrown into pleasure as his tongue buries in me, swirling fast and hard
"Oh my fuck!", I scream, my body arching already
Burying my hands in his hair, I tug hard as he goes at it
My god he was right
His tongue is amazing
"Yoongi fuck, Yoongi", I cry so close already
He's that good
A few more licks is all it takes and I scream, pleasure blinding me as I explode
"Yoongi!", I yell his name, holding his face against my pussy
When it's over, my body deflates as I breath hard
His mouth pulls away and he asks, "So?"
I lift my head and when I see him in between my legs, I get horny again
Jesus
That's a hot sight
"Huh?"
"How's my tongue?", he smirks, "I think you liked it since, you know, you came almost immediately"
"It's....it's..."
How can I tell him that it was amazing?
His head will just get bigger
Plus a shy feeling overwhelms me again
"Tell the truth", he urges
"It...was the best tongue I ever had on me", I confess, "I've never been eaten out so good"
"Told you", he smirks
"Yeah yeah"
"Want more?"
I raise my eyebrow, "You want to do more?"
He's always told me that he stops after the girl has one orgasm
He nods, "You taste really good"
My heart stops, hearing his words
Did he say...I taste good ?
"Uh really? But you hate-"
"Not yours", he says so fast
"Not mine? Really?", I ask doubtfully
He nods, "Yeah. Your juice is good but you cum is the best I ever tasted. The best thing I ever tasted"
Oh my lord
I'm actually shocked into silence for a few seconds
He's saying everything that's the complete opposite of what he's been telling me for years
He hates the taste of cum but he likes mine
He doesn't go down on girls after their first orgasm but he's ready to do it to me again
Doesn't make sense
"But you said you don't like going down on girls"
"But the right girl", he says, his eyes darting to mine, then away, "I can eat her out all day. Everyday. Swallow her cum and keep going until she can't cum anymore"
My heart thumps in hope but I squash it
I can't think of him like that
Not again
Not after last time
When I thought he felt the same but then he excitedly called me telling me that he has a girlfriend
A girl he thinks he loves
And I was devastated
After that I refused to think of him like that
I locked all those feelings in a box, shoved it down inside me and never looked back
So I won't let a passing thing he said affect me
"Plus I promised you multiple orgasms and when I promise something I deliver"
Ok that's more like the Yoongi I know
"So yeah?", he asks
"Yeah", I answer
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, his mouth is on my clit sucking hard, sending me right into pleasure
"Oh Yoongi fuck", I moan, him sucking harder, "Yoongi, you're tongue fuck. God so fucking good"
He moans loudly, going harder, his fingers digging into my thighs
I notice that when I call his name or compliment him, he goes harder on me
He has a praise kink
Who would have thought?
"Yoongi, don't stop. Please", I moan, right there, "More"
He groans, sucking and tugging, sending me right into an intense orgasm
"Yoongi! Oh my god. Yoongi!", I yell, feeling so fucking good
"Fuck, so good", he moans, "God, how are you this good?"
His tongue slides down, sliding all the way inside me
I gasp, clenching on as much of his tongue as I can, my moans louder than before
Oh god, I've never experienced this before
Never had a tongue inside me
He pulls his tongue out and fuck I miss it
But I don't miss it for long when he slides it back inside
His tongue moves fast, fucking into me, my pussy tight on him every time he goes in
"Fuck!", I cry, immense pleasure all over me
I've never been tongue fucked before but God do I love it
I feel myself getting so wet and I realize he's was right to take his shirt off
"Please cum for me", he whines, his tongue not missing a stroke, "Fall apart on my tongue jagi"
The name jagi does it and when his tongue comes back inside, I clench around it, my orgasm running through me as bliss takes over and I scream his name
"Yoongi! Yoongi!"
His mouth, his tongue doesn't stop, this time wiggling inside me every thrust in
I'm fisting his hair hard, my hips having a mind of their own, snapping into his face
His hands slide up my body, holding my boobs, his thumbs playing with my nipples
I feel myself get soaked and I don't know how he's not drowning
"Fuck my face jagi. Don't stop", he whines and I realized I stopped moving
Moving my hips again, I grind into his face, his moans spurring me on
"Yoongi. I...I...", I cry, my eyes shut tight
"Mmmm", he urges, the next thrust of his tongue pushing me over the edge
He shoves his tongue in as I cum around it, my legs shake around his head, his name falling from my lips, riding the pleasure he's giving me,
God this is the best
When I finish, he pulls his tongue out, licking softly
My body relaxes on his bed, my eyes closed
I just need a minute then I'll blow him as a thank you
I startle when I feel his lips pressing kisses into my inner thighs
Uh what?
I look down, watching him kiss me slowly, wondering what the fuck is going on
He slowly rises, his lips all over my stomach, hands running up my sides
I lift my head more just in time to watch him kiss all over my tattoo
"I really really like this", he whispers, pressing his lips to my skin
Lifting my shakey hand, I softly run my fingers in his hair
I kinda messed up the ponytail
It's still on but strands are falling around his face
He's still perfect as always
He moans softly, now his lips on my skin between my boobs
"Yoongi", I whimper, breathing harder
"Oh god, fuck", he whispers, his lips wrapping around my nipple, his tongue licking
"Ohh", I moan, pleasure shooting straight to my pussy, feeling myself leaking
"Fuck your sounds are so pretty", he says, his voice deep
And fucking sexy
His mouth moves to my other nipple, sucking softly
This feels way too intimate
Especially for what it started out as him "proving" to me that his tongue is superior
And he proved that
Four times
After a few minutes on my nipple, he moves, continuing trailing kisses up my chest and onto my neck
"Ffff..fuck", I gasp, his lips on the spot that feels the best, the weight of him on top of me so good
More kisses move to my cheek, then the next thing I know, he presses his lips against mine, kissing me
Finally kissing me
And fuck, I'm not wasting this opportunity
He licks my lip and I gladly open my mouth for him, letting his tongue in
The second his tongue moves against mine, I can't help but moan
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I fall into his kiss until there's nothing in my head but him, until I can't feel anything but his mouth on mine
I knew kissing him would be amazing
I knew it
But still, I won't let those feelings out
I know this is just one time
And I'm going to take it
"Mmm jagi, gonna show me what that flexible, dancer body can do?"
Hell yes
Putting my hand on the back of his neck, I crash my lips to his, kissing him hard
He responds, kissing me back just as wildly
Running my hands down his body, I push down his sweatpants and boxers
He moves to his knees as I push them down and I get up, not wanting his lips off mine
Pushing him back, he moves, laying down while I reluctantly move back from his lips to get his bottom clothes off completely, throwing them on the floor
When I look up, I choke as I stare at his naked body
His legs, his thighs, muscular stomach and chest
His shoulders, his arms, his perfect hands
And his monster cock
Standing proud, long and thick, leaking cum
He's fucking beautiful
"Holy shit", I gape, "That's so fucking huge"
"Yeah. For you to ride", he smirks
And I can't take it, surging forward, taking his pretty cock in my mouth
"Oh god", he whines, his head lifting
Immediately sucking on him, I moan from finally having him
His cock is so big but is amazing to suck on
Pulling off, I lick his cock from base to tip, up and down
"Please jagi. Put me in your mouth", he begs
"Yeah naekkeo", I answer, hearing him moan louder
Taking him back, I shove myself down his length, burying him in my throat
It burns a little but still feels good
I start sucking, making sure my tongue is against the underside of his cock, pressing hard on him
"Fuck baby. So goddamn good. Fuck you're mouth is the best", he praises and if I could smile I would
He probably doesn't mean it but it's nice to hear
Switching it up, I slide down his cock half way, then surge forward, taking him back in
Over and over, swallowing when I have to
"Fuck me. Fuck me. So good. Oh god", he cries, pleasure all over his face
Pleasure I'm putting there
I'm awake I'm making him a moaning mess and it's fucking turning me on so much
As I bob on his cock, his hand buries in my hair, wrapping it in a ponytail, moving my head up and down, helping me blow him
His cock goes deep down my throat and I choke, loving how it feels
I don't know what it is but the feeling of choking, of being out of breath is so good
Especially because it's Yoongi
I look up at him, wiping my eyes as tears run down my face
He's so fucking beautiful normally but when he's in total pleasure, he's fucking stunning
Gorgeous
He pulls me down his dick, holding me there and my mouth automatically begins sucking
"Oh fuck. Shit", he whimpers, his eyes on me
After less than a minutes, he pulls me completely off his cock
I whine, wanting to make him cum
"Sss..stop jagi. I can't...I can't cum without being inside you. I need to feel your pussy on me"
God yes, I want that so much
He lets go of my hair and I climb on top of him sitting on his dick
I move my hips, sliding along his length, feeling how hard it is against me
"Oh fuck you're so wet", he moans, his eyes on my pussy on his dick
I move faster, more pleasure filling my body
"Jjj..jagi don't tease", he whimpers, "Please. I can't take it. I need you"
He looks at me with wide pleading eyes and I can't say no to him
It's a flaw I have
I can't ever say no to him, I'll always do what he wants
Give him anything he wants
I'm so whipped and we're not even together
So I reach between us, holding his cock up and hover over him
Lowering myself, his head pokes inside me and I let go of him as I continue to sink down on him
"Oh fuck", I murmur, feeling the amazing way his cock is opening me
He's so hard, he slips right inside, so big, so thick
We're a really snug fit
There's barely any extra room as I bottom him out, my pussy trying to throb around his thickness
"Oh my fucking god!", he yells as I sit against his legs, his cock all in, pressing against my spot, "Oh fuck, god it feels fucking incredible. Jesus, so fucking tight"
I'm a little...ok a lot shocked at his reaction
I never expected him to react this way, like he loves it
"Are you always this tight?", he pants, "Shit when was the last time you were fucked?"
"Uh...it's been awhile. A few months", I answer, my face heating up
"You feel so good. Like you've never been fucked before", he groans, "I'm gonna fuck you open so hard later. Wreck you on my cock"
My cheeks heat up even more but hearing him is a turn on
"Ride me first baby. Please. Ride me and I'll fuck you so good after"
I nod, "Yeah Yoongi"
Leaning on his chest, I slip up his huge cock then slam back down hard, the smacking of our skin sounding in the room
"Oh my fucking god", he cries, his hands gripping my hips so tightly, "Again, please jagi, again"
Moving faster, I bounce on him at a good pace, feeling the pleasure he's giving me wash over me
God he feels so fucking good, like no one I've ever been with
Good doesn't even cover how this feels
Amazing, incredible doesn't even cover it
I just feel like we're supposed to be like this
Me and him, together
But that's stupid, this is just sex for him
A way to prove to me that he's amazing at oral and that my body is flexible to fucking him
That's all it is
So I push those lovey dovey thoughts out of my head and focus on riding his massive cock
I focus on the way his cock opens me up, fills me, his head hitting my spot, clenching on him tightly, the bliss running through me, the way his pale skin looks under my hands
My eyes move up to his face, finding his eyes already on me
God he's so pretty, so hot it's not fair
Biting his lip like that, the bits of sweaty hair that fell out of the ponytail plastered to his forehead
He's every girl's dream guy
Definitely mine
Ok I need to stop now
Tearing my eyes from his, I sit up more, leaning slightly on his lower stomach as I fuck him
Changing things up, instead of slamming down his dick, I move my hips in a circle, wiggling down his length
Once I bottom him out I switch to rocking and grinding on him, lifting just a little off his length in small bounces, his head rubbing my spot with every move
Fuck me, so good
"God you're so fucking pretty jagi", he praises, his eyes watching me move like he's hypnotized, "Like you're dancing on my cock"
I feel my cheeks blush but I don't stop moving
"Fuck me, you're so wet baby, creaming my cock perfectly", he praises, his eyes moving down to us, "So much"
"Sss..sorry", I whimper as the pleasure clouds my head
"No jagi. I love it. Pretty mess you're making. Don't stop"
I won't
I'm so close I can't stop now
"Are you gonna cum for me?", he asks, making me moan so loudly, "All over my cock baby? Fuck I feel you getting tighter. Throbbing so hard"
His words are just pushing me closer to the edge, my body already trembling
"Fuck, I want your cum all over my cock jagi. I wanna see you cum, see how pretty you are", he eggs me on, "Cum for my cock baby"
His head slips against my spot just as he finishes speaking and I'm thrown head first into an extremely intense orgasms
"Yoongi, oh fuck", I cry, every cell of my body in pleasure as I clench down on his thick dick over and over
Fuck it feels incredible, I can't fucking believe it
"Yes fuck! Good girl, shit", he moans, his hands moving up my body to keep me upright, "Cum all over my dick baby. Yes fuck, feels so good jagi"
As I finish, I come back to my senses, finding myself leaning over on his chest again
I lock eyes with him, his hand slowly running up my back and moving to tuck my hair from my face
"Good baby?"
"Amazing", I breathe, trying to get air into my lungs
He smiles softly, then pulls me on top of him, skin against skin
I bury my face in his neck, his arms holding me securely as he lightly thrust up into my pussy
"Ohhh mmmm", I moan, pleasure coming back as his cock stretches me around him, his tip moving right into my spot again
"You're so beautiful when you cum jagi", he whispers in my ear, pressing kisses to my cheek and my shoulder, "Fuck baby, when you cum it feels so fucking incredible. Throbbing so hard around my cock baby. God I want to feel it over and over again"
His thrust increase in speed, my clit rubbing against his pelvis with every stroke
"So wet for me baby", he continues, "Fuck it's everywhere. All over my lap, dripping down to the bed. Fuck, please say you're only this wet for my cock. Please jagi"
"I am", I confirm, "Only this wet for you"
It's true
I've never been this wet before, never been this turned on
Never was ready for more orgasms
That last one was instense and I should be done, overstimulated, something
But I'm not
I want more
Maybe it's because I know this is the only time I'm gonna be with him and I want to make the most of it
"Fuck jagi, you don't know how happy that makes me", he murmurs and I'm completely bewildered
It makes him happy?
Does he know what he's saying?
I doubt it, it's probably something that came out just in the moment
I'm not taking it to heart
I don't want to be hurt again
"So good baby", he whimpers, "Wanna be in your pussy everyday. Gonna cum for me again?"
"Mmm hmm", I answer, ignoring the other part he said
The feel of his cock so deep inside is incredible and I didn't even know I was so close already
I was listening to him talk, distracting me from the pleasure
"God, so tight", he whines, his hands moving down and squeezing my ass, "Fuck, fall apart on my cock jagi. Please baby"
"Yoongi! Oh god Yoongi!", I cry in his neck, wave after wave of bliss crashes over me as I cum on his hard dick
"Yes fuck", he yells, "Oh god, you feel so good, fuck me"
He keeps moving, fucking me through my orgasm, making my pussy squeeze him hard
His thrusts gradually lighten as I come down from the orgasm, his lips kissing any skin they can on me
Each press of his lips leave fire in every cell, my skin trembling uncontrollably
Holding me tightly, he pushed me down on his cock then rolls us over, moving on top of me
He looks down at me, smiling shyly before his lips crash into mine in an intense kiss
Of course I kiss him back, my arms around his neck
His ponytail is so messy and I pull out the hair tie, letting it fall around us before I bury my fingers in it
His hips move, rolling into me, going deep inside, the pleasure roaring back
This had to be heaven
Being with him is my heaven
He thrusts inside again and again, giving me more of the pleasure I've never felt before
Pleasure I know I can only feel with him
I hate that I'll never feel this again
Never feel him moving inside me again
Shoving the thoughts away, I focus on him
Breaking the kiss, he leans his forehead against mine, his sweaty hair around me
I move my hands, sliding up his back, feeling his muscles move as he plunges inside me, his wet sweaty skin turning me on more
God I never want this to stop
His breath mixes with mine, one of his hand making it's way into my hair, softly playing with the strands
"Jagi", he whispers, "I want to eat you out every day. All day"
My brain instantly remembers what he said earlier
"The right girl, I can eat her out all day. Everyday"
Is he trying to tell me something?
"Yoongi", I whisper, "What...what does that mean?"
I'm so scared of his answer
I'm almost sorry I asked the question
"It means", he says immediately, "That I fucking love you"
My heart stops in my chest, his words sinking in
"I..you..", I stutter in complete shock
"I love you", he repeats, "My god, Jo, you're so fucking oblivious"
"Huh?"
Yeah I sound really intelligent right now
He lifts his head, looking in my eyes as he stops moving, buried inside me
"You have no idea how long I've been in love with you"
Ok now hold on a second
He never showed me any kind of emotion
Nothing like that
"How long?"
He nods, "Since I knew girls didn't have cooties. I figured that out at thirteen. That's how long I've loved you. That's how long I waited for you"
What?
Is he fucking joking?
He has to be joking
There's no way I was that oblivious for that long
And he had that other girlfriend
"But you said....you loved Anna. You called me and said you did"
He shakes his head, "I didn't. I thought I did. But I just realized that I was with her because she looked like you. I thought I loved her because she was like you. When I actually tried to say it to her, I couldn't. It wouldn't come out. I can't say those words to anyone else. Only you"
Oh my fuck
This....this is everything I ever wanted
"I didn't expect to tell you this way, like this", he says softly, "I didn't expect to tell you at all. Ever but it....it just came out. This, being with you is everything I ever wanted. I love you so much"
My brain is trying so hard to take this information in, it's just so surprising
I never in a million years thought I'd ever hear those words from Yoongi
"Please don't end our friendship. Please don't leave me. I'll keep my feelings to myself from now on but please don't run away from me"
I register what he's saying and he's insane if he thinks I don't feel the same way
"Yoongi", I say, touching his cheek softly, his gorgeous brown eyes on mine, "I love you so much"
He hesitates, "You do?"
"Of course Yoongi. You're my dream guy. I loved you for a long time too. You're everything to me"
A huge stunning smile bursts on his face, his lips against mine immediately
"I love you so much", he says, then kisses me again
"I love you", I get out when he slightly pulls away before his lips are back on mine
"Please", he says between kisses, "Please be mine"
"Yes. I am. Always"
I feel him smile into the kiss, saying, "I'm yours. Always"
"Yeah naekkeo", I nod, then pull his lips back to mine
I need his kisses
Now that he's mine, I can get them all the time
That thought has me reeling
I can kiss Yoongi any time I want to
I can hold his hand, sit in his lap, cuddle with him, be with him
The amount of happiness I feel can't be described
As he kisses me, his hips start to move again, plunging me into bliss
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I moan softly into his mouth, holding onto his back as he quickens his pace
"Fuck, I love you", he says, his lips traveling to my neck, kissing there over and over, "I love you so much"
"I love you so much Yoongi. Always naekkeo"
"Mmm", he nods against my neck, "Always jagi. I'll always love you"
His movements are bringing me close and closer until I'm right there
He slips inside again and I moan his name as I cum
Pleasure assaults all my senses, his lips leaving trails of hot kisses everywhere he can touch
"Yoongi", I moan, "Cum for me naekkeo"
"Fuck", he groans
"Please baby. Want your cum inside me. Fill me baby"
His cock throbs as he sheathes it inside my pussy, warm sticky cum shooting into me
"Fuck", I cry as he yells my name, his body shaking on me, "Feels so good naekkeo"
Now I know what he means when he said my orgasm felt good
His feels so good and I love the full feeling
When we both finish, he lifts his head up, looking at me
"Is this real?", he whispers, "Are you really mine?"
I nod, "It's real naekkeo. I'm yours. I was always yours"
He smiles, "I was always yours too jagi. I love you"
"I love you Yoongi", I smile back, "Now kiss me and don't stop"
"Oh I will baby. I will", he agrees, then his lips press against mine in the most beautiful kiss I ever had
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Rebels Rewatch: "Steps Into Shadow"
Everything is all shaken up for Season Three, let's go.
So I know I said I really like it when shows change up the Status Quo but...
Some of the changes took a bit of getting used to in Season Three. I'll admit it.
(It's the hair, Ezra's hair took getting used to, I believe my exact reaction was, "Nooooooo not the cute shaggy shonen protagonist hair!" I'm okay with it now and it's hella easier to draw but it was a bit of a mourning period.)
So! Season Three begins six months after the end of Season Two. Everyone has had a cosmetic upgrade. They're all older. Ezra is seventeen. *cries*
Ezra had his seventeenth birthday offscreen while he and Kanan were not on speaking terms.
*sobbing forever*
Anyway we open In Media Res with the Spectres (minus Kanan) pulling off a jailbreak.
Oh it is absolutely not a coincidence that our first sight of Ezra this season has him bathed in shadow.
Sabine and Ezra casually bantering mid-mission and Ezra being seamlessly badass. <3
That cute little fond smile of Ezra's when he sees Hondo. T_T
Ohhhh I remember when people were freaking out over just how casually Ezra shoots this Stormtrooper with a blaster very obviously not set to stun. It's such a contrast from "Stealth Strike" in which he promises not to hurt any of them. He's taken some parts of Maul's words to heart, sadly, and now he's acting like a proper soldier in a war.
Ouch.
Don't mind me appreciating Ezra and Sabine's brief battle tag-teaming moment here.
As if the Luke parallels were not strong enough, Ezra's new lightsaber--after a harrowing fight against Darth Vader in which he lost his other one--is green. And sue me, I love his green lightsaber, it's my favorite.
Also a big fan of how Ezra demolishes this whole hallway of Stormtroopers by himself. He doesn't even blink.
"Is that really Ezra?" "Most of the time." The meaning behind this exchange is ambiguous and there are plural interpretations. I think Sabine is referring to how utterly serious he is, no stopping, no delays, all-business. We only really saw him banter and smile with the others when on their way in, once the reinforcements arrived it was all go time.
It really isn't Ezra's fault that Terba got killed. But Ezra's Hero Complex, Guilt Complex, and sense of hyper-responsibility are all colliding and making him take the blame on himself for not having complete 100% control of the situation, also why he snaps at Hera later for griping about just that.
Never not gonna love Ezra as leader with Sabine as his competent lieutenant. <3
The Force Theme goes creepily off-tune here. This is NOT a Jedi Mind Trick. This is Force Dominate and yes, it is a Dark Side power.
This scene is deliberately uncomfortable. It's almost like possession, like Ezra using the AT-DP pilot like a meat puppet.
Sabine looking Very Concerned as she watches what Ezra does here. :)
There's just a moment where they hold on the shots of the AT-DP's legs and Ezra's feet, juuuuuuust to give you enough time to comprehend the horror.
"When did Kanan teach you that?" There's just a smidge of discomfort in Sabine's voice here, she knows full well that's not something normal.
Ezra's "I did what I had to do." here is a bit needlessly defensive, Hera didn't offer any commentary in judgement at all, he's just instinctively already verbally flinching about it because he knows it was wrong.
We can already see the effects of Malachor on Ezra, he's angrier than usual and bristles at Hera's criticism.
"Ah the fiery spirit of youth, eh?" "It's not all bad." Hera looks so SAD here. :( There's so much unspoken sorrow. You can hear a certain frustration and helplessness.
Cut to Ezra having the expected angst session in his room. The holocron, sensing his anger, lights up, making his cadet helmet (the one Sabine painted for him, that's supposed to represent a sense of safety) look creepily demonic.
"You can see things clearly your friends cannot." Ohhhhh you absolute bitch, that specific turn of phrase is meant to dig at Ezra's guilt over Kanan's blindness isn't it? Ezra even repeats it. "They can't see..." This scene here, his speech, is the lynchpin of his entire experiment with the Dark Side; his guilt over Malachor is eating him up and like Anakin before him he's resolved to never let it happen again. So he must become stronger, more powerful. His fear of further loss--his attachment--is leading him down the same dangerous path.
It hurts so good, it's such good angst.
THERE SHE IS, MY FAVORITE FABULOUS BITCH.
She's awful. I love her. <3
The entire crew being so Done with Hondo lol.
Heeeeeeey remember how I talked about how a large part of Rebels the show is how the Ghost crew in particular helps put the Alliance together piece by piece, ship by ship?
Yeah these are the Y-wings that take part in the Battle of Yavin.
Sato promoting Ezra, awwwww. The sheer respect these two have now. Sabine and Zeb are very happy for him and Hera says Kanan would be too and ow ow ow the lined hurt in Ezra's face when he points out that Kanan is never around anymore.
The man himself has grown a Sadness!Beard and is in such inner turmoil that it's woken the Bendu, whose voice we hear calling to him.
I really feel for Hera, trying to mediate between her two Jedi, who are both hurting and both avoiding each other, the frustration and anguish she must feel.
Perhaps nudged by her words Kanan does try to pay Ezra a visit to talk... aaaaaaaand immediately discovers the open holocron.
Ohhh this conversation hurts. Ezra's so angry and hurt by Kanan seemingly abandoning him and all Kanan can think about is protecting him from the holocron's influence and he must feel like such a failure as a teacher, especially when Ezra yells about how he doesn't need Kanan.
:((((
Rebels says vehicle registrations and tolls are tyranny lol.
Right so, mistake number one: Running instead of playing cool. The Alliance does have a small amount of funds and they could easily forge a ship registration. Give the Mining Guild fake credentials, pay the fee, and they could have bought enough time to deflect suspicion for an hour maybe.
Yeah the krykna aren't any less creepy.
Hi Bendu!
The Bendu is an interesting addition to the lore. He seems in the vein of the Mortis Gods, an ancient entity in tune with the Force, though the normal rules of such don't apply to him. He's a neutral party, possibly representative of the spirit of nature, which is neither Light nor Dark it just is. His True Neutral alignment would later be challenged by Kanan but for now he seems a helpful ally, offering to assist Kanan learn how to "see" through the Force. (I do like to joke that he's trying to get all the Force noise to calm down so he can go back to sleep.)
Mixed feelings on how Kanan's blindness is handled. Would have liked to see more of a recovery/coping arc, but a lot of the little subtle hints and nods they do in later episodes are really effective at showing how he's adapted. And then there are the odd moments where Rebels writers forget he's blind entirely. So there's some room for improvement.
Also he should have been allowed to make some blind jokes. DON'T @ ME THEY WOULD HAVE BEEN HILARIOUS.
Ezra: "No witnesses! 😠" Sabine: "Dude WTF?" Love how even though his Dark Side tendencies concern and worry her she's not afraid to push back at him.
Kanan assumes the "source of unbalance" he's carrying is the Sith holocron and confesses his fears that it's corrupting Ezra. The Bendu claims, "An object cannot make you good or evil.", explaining how it's one's mindset that determines that.
Which I mean, point, buuuuuuuut this is also a fictional universe in which the traces of Sith ghosts stuck in soul jars can literally possess you sooooo...
Anyway the scenes of Bendu teaching Kanan how to "see" through the Force are amazing. 10/10 no complaints. Will comment on things as I go just to point them out.
For starters, how about the panic and fear in Kanan when Bendu destroys the sensor beacon? And his angry hopeless, "I can't see anything! Not anymore."?
MEANWHILE WITH THE IMPERIAL DOOM SQUAD:
*ANGELIC CHORUS*
Hello my favorite blue bastard.
The first hint of Kallus's changed allegiance is here with this vaguely accusatory comment about civilian deaths outnumbering insurgent deaths at Batonn, which Thrawn was promoted for. Pryce calls them "acceptable margins". Timothy Zahn would later reveal in the first new canon Thrawn book that it was her who detonated the bombs that killed everyone. For the moment I will refrain from commenting on his concerning habit of retconing things to absolve Thrawn of anything bad ever and just respond with the appropriate amount of disgust at Pryce.
Always loved the cool effect where everything except Thrawn's red eyes fade out.
Mistake number two: Not calling Hera to tell her, "Hey the Empire is scrapping the bombers literally as we speak." and asking for advice. Hera probably would have consulted Sato and the combined brainpower could have come up with a better plan than "Charge in recklessly and scoop them up against orders without further observation or research."
Even Rex, who backs Ezra up later, thinks they should tell Hera about it first.
"That's an order!" Ouch, Ezra, that is the most insensitive thing you could have said to a former clone trooper.
Ezra's need for control over every possible variant situation (to prevent himself from suffering further loss) is actively making things worse for the mission, not better. He is showing a distinct lack of trust in the command structure, and an almost possessive need to keep his team safe and under his direction.
No one comments on his bossing them around though, not even Sabine, and into the maelstrom they go.
Hi Brom Titus!
Rex still showing a very slight deathseeker tendency.
Sabine's been taking notes from Hera on flying a ship with no power, clearly, lol.
This cue right here is going to come back later in the climax of the episode. The frantic rapid percussion definitely gives off the feel of "falling".
Love Melch feigning a malfunction he fits right in with Han "slight weapons malfunction" Solo lol.
Sabine sounds tired and exasperated when she points out the fighters won't have any fuel. I can only imagine the kind of impulsive, reckless, rash leadership decisions she's had to put up with from Dark Side Depression!Ezra for the past few months.
Rex is supportive tho. <3
Bendu going through Kanan's other senses methodically to help him relearn how to navigate. <3
Kanan foresensing the danger Ezra's going to be in from across the galaxy and freaking out about it. <3
I'll be honest I don't quite understand this philosophical mumbo-jumbo but whatever it works, Kanan's got his mojo back and is going to go get his padawan.
Ohhhhhh oh I know this cue right here has been used before, dammit where was it used before?
Hang on... I think it's Kanan's theme?
*goes back to check "Stealth Strike"* No, not there. Ugh, this is gonna bug me.
*checks YouTube* It IS Kanan's theme! Holy crap.
Sabine does not have a good time of it against this Dismantler droid. Zeb's prehensile feet save the day, though. Always love when they get to use those.
Worried Ezra be worried. <3
Ezra's strained "Oh shit it's mom." tone here lol.
Recall what I said back in "Fire Across The Galaxy" about how the Rebellion will always pull your fat out of the fire even if you've been stupid? Yeah.
Hera's face when she sees Kanan sitting in the co-pilot chair. <333333
Rex, ah... may not be all mentally here I think the Dismantler droid is bringing up some unpleasant memories.
The subtle symbolism continues!
This exchange is hilarious. "Yeah, get ready for another demotion." Lol Ezra.
Ezra considers the dilemma for half a second and then chooses violence. Mistake three.
Chopper pitches a fit about getting in a Y-wing. Given that he was shot down in one, that's understandable.
This fond smile and headshake at Hondo. <3
Mistake four, not checking to see if the Y-wings had hyperdrives before taking off.
Always love it when one of the kids uses Zeb's "Karabast!" He's a bad influence on them lol.
All of Ezra's previous bad decisions culminate here, he's stranded on a collapsing station, unable to contact help, and the last thing he heard from Sabine was that the Empire was there. It's not any wonder he's practically breaking down in tears.
"This is wrong, it's all gone wrong!" Well, that's what happens when you choose all the Dark Side options, Ezra. Should have kept a save point.
:((((((
Taylor's acting here is amazing, Ezra sounds SO lost and scared and desperate and he just wants Kanan to be there.
A bold and serious "Shenanigans" cue as Phoenix Group blazes in to the rescue. <3
And there's that cue that I told y'all would be coming back. :)
This sequence is perfection. Ezra clinging to the station as it falls, Hera flying with such microprecision she misses all the debris flaking off of it, the rushing wind, the music...
Ezra's shock when he hears Kanan's voice.
KANAN BATHED IN WHITE LIGHT REACHING OUT TO EZRA AS HE AND THE STATION PLUMMET INTO THE ABYSS.
THE RETURN OF THE ARC WORDS, "I'VE GOT YOU."
THE SOUND DROPPING OUT AS THE FORCE THEME PLAYS SOFTLY AND KANAN TELLS EZRA TO LET GO.
EZRA TRUSTING KANAN, LETTING GO, AND LETTING THE WIND CARRY HIM WITHIN REACH.
Cinematic poetry. <333333333
Hera smiled at first when Kanan told her he'd gotten Ezra buuuuut she's pissed now about the Phantom lol.
Pryce's shade at Konstantine, ha ha.
Thrawn sounded so disappointed too, almost sulky. "That's not the Rebel fleet!" 😠
Major "mom grounding her rebellious teenager" vibes. Love that Zeb and Sabine stick up for him.
Dodonna namedrop!
I know some people wanted a bit more out of Ezra's flirtations with the Dark Side but personally I think it's fitting that as soon as Kanan and Ezra bury the hatchet he never touches it again. The major impetus behind his running to the holocron was Kanan's distance from him, reinforcing all the self-negative beliefs Ezra had about the whole situation--that it was his fault Kanan was blind, that Kanan blamed him, that he wasn't a worthy student, that he couldn't rely on anyone but himself to get strong enough to protect the people he cared about, that he needed the holocron and the Dark Side to get that strength.
And you'll notice he doesn't quite swear off the thing entirely, he asks after it both here and in the beginning of the next episode, a bit like an addict antsy for their next fix.
(No, fandom, Kanan's "I'll always come back." here was not secret foreshadowing that the writers failed to follow up on in Season Four, it was a straightforward sentiment in the moment.)
This is a heartwarming sight. <3
This... is my favorite of the season premieres. For obvious reasons.
Once again the main strength is the focus on Kanan and Ezra's fractured relationship as it pieces back together. The action is tightly written and every single element serves its purpose. It's funny, dramatic, heartbreaking...
I don't really have any other words, this episode is just amazing.
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Got tagged by @godteethed - ahh! Thank you so much!! :D (also dude I'll fight you for saying you have no strong openings, the first line of your latest dhawan!master fic is EXCEPTIONAL and pulled me in right away!)
Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!
I almost wanted it to be unposted works because I've literally been working on three fics in the last week or so HAHA so it would be really interesting to compare those - buuuuut two are for a fic exchange so I can't actually reveal those. However - oh, what the hell. I'll throw in the non-exchange fic for fun. Why not!
[unposted wip] (spydoc-ish, but rancid)
The teleporter spits the Doctor out into the dark, abandoned transporter room of a spaceship, and immediately her knees hit the floor.
Translation Notes (spydoc)
“Ugh,” the Doctor grumbles to herself, nose scrunching irritably as yet another shower of sparks explodes in her face.
wake from your sleep (today we escape) (Campervan AU p6)
On a scale of one to ten, Ryan thinks to himself, how embarrassing is it to hide in the kitchen at your own party?
a god or a devil, a ghost dishevelled (spydoc)
“Hello, love,” the Master breathes, a spectre.
but mirrors don't lie (there's no other side) (master!doctor oneshot)
There’s orange dust stuck under your fingernails.
FUTURE DUST (blood and rust) (spydoc zombie au)
The survivor camp is built around a hospital in what’s left of Liverpool, and it’s busy.
your ex-lover remains dead (i'll kill who you hate) (spydoc)
She really should not be doing this.
and you will go to mykonos (spydoc)
“This isn’t real,” the Master comments as the wind plays with the tails of his coat.
the wild grass overlapping the front porch (master pov drabble)
It turns out that escaping death particles, frankensteining an army out of the corpses of his own people, and letting an AI share his brain eventually takes its toll.
for a time there is timelessness (doctor pov drabble)
The TARDIS whorps at her, concerned.
Observations: I'd say that, as a rule, I'm a sucker for a one-liner haha! But honestly, I tend to not overthink my first lines that much. They're a means to an end for me, just to get something on the page and get into the story. First lines can be really fun though - they definitely set the mood and honestly it can just take a single word to make them stand out, yknow? Like here, I think that the one for 'a god, a devil' is possibly the strongest. Just the 'a spectre' is really nice, I think. The rest are just like, eh, they exist hahah. They tend to either be establishing lines or setting the emotional tone. I do try and get some character voice in there though, sometimes - I guess it depends on the fic!
Anyway!! Tags of course are optional but!!
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you are officially the strongest person alive for not just closing the askbox after some of the trash you've gotten from idiots on this site. gdspeed and good luck holy hell
I've received a lot of asks like this one so I wanna respond and clarify
I actually love getting asks and even anon asks. I prefer having anon on bc yk big boy blog and all that but also so that people can send me their silliest things.
I really do truly genuinely enjoy having this blog and especially interacting w it. I've made a lot of friends recently and it's just fun to be able to talk ab the cringe failgame from a decade ago. Both for myself and in front of such a large audience.
Ever since I became aware I'm literally in the top 10 on skyrim blogs (at #9 but still) some of my anons started making a lot more sense. The power of anonymity makes people braver, which is good for things like funny headcanons and such.
I don't really like having to turn anon off and god I hope I don't have to shut asks off entirely. Fortunately once I turned anon off my inbox became a lot more peaceful. Funny that.
If I were to compare the two I'm sure I've gotten much more love than hate, but hate is much louder than love. And I know me giving it attention doesn't help much of anything but on the other hand people can and do throw around serious words about an unserious video game on unserious posts from an unserious person.
Even if I ignored all of it, just having to see it can feel so draining. And it isn't just in my inbox. It's also in the tags. I've repeatedly tried to express how deeply uncomfortable I am, AS A JEWISH PERSON OF COLOR, with people throwing words like racist and genocide around all willy nilly over video game characters.
It trivializes those real world issues, that have affected me, my ancestors, and people like me, down to fucking. Skyrim discourse. It's extremely frustrating. And from what I can see I don't think anyone is doing it maliciously or to get a rise out of me. But I think the sheer weight of those words has gotten lost.
And not to pull another race card, but this is especially upsetting from white people. I'm not thrilled about the fact white people keep talking over me and other people of color in the fandom about what is and isn't racist.
But I do also see the love. I see the cats in my inbox and the lovely asks and people writing paragraphs to defend me (when tbh I haven't done anything wrong anyways but. Eh.) and it's genuinely very touching and sweet and even if I don't reply to it (there's a lot to reply to!) I do see it and I appreciate it.
And for the poll, I fully plan on seeing it through. Round 2 closes tomorrow after which I'll set up round 3/the semi finals and then we go to the championship!
I started this poll, also this blog, for fun. I want people to have fun. I want to have fun. And most of the time I do have fun! But with the uptick in activity that brings *gestures vaguely* what it does.
Tumblr is one of those very few websites with true anonymity. This and reddit are the only ones I can think of where it's not expected to have your name, face, or other info about you anywhere. Which is a rare blessing on today's internet but it makes people very audacious about what they can and can't say to me.
I think because of that anonymity it's easy to forget I'm a human person. I very much doubt some of things I've had said to me in the last 48 hours would still be said if it was face to face. I truly don't think someone would look me in the eye and tell me to kill myself over skyrim bullshit.
And the funny part of that is if they did, I'd probably laugh in real life. For the sheer ridiculousness of the statement. "Hey. You. End your life because of video game drama" spoken to me at the local Target would be funny to me. But with the anonymity it feels just as hurtful as I'm sure it's supposed to be.
Thanks for letting me ramble and such. I'm not really even sure what I'm trying to say with all this. Other than I'm human, you're human, we're all humans, and we'd do well to remember that. Please just be nice to each other..
And be nice to me.
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Gallavich Questionnaire
Thank you @energievie for tagging me to do this! I get too unhinged when talking about these two boys, so warning for very elaborate ramblings 🙏
1. What’s a fic you’ve read more than once?
This fic is the prime example of why you should write a fic even if you think nobody’s going to read it, because it’s my favorite gallavich fic even though most people don’t want to read about them getting a divorce. But I do, okay, because a normal break-up doesn’t cut it (especially since we already see those in canon, but post-canon is up to our interpretation) and it’s just more serious. I think they will work out their issues before it gets too far in canon but it just hurts so fucking good. The reason for their divorce is so realistic too, in fact it’s not one but a lot of problems piled on top of each other. They think it’s only going to hurt everyone involved including their children, which is arguably true in context, but they can’t resist each other and it’s this back and forth push. There’s parallels to canon, the writing is so good without being drawn out, and there’s so much nuance, emotion, and subtly hinting at something beneath the surface. The pining is just delicious because it’s not “I don’t know if you feel this way about me” or “I’m not allowed to be with you,” it’s “I want to be with you so badly but I’m trying to resist that because it’s going to hurt everyone.” Then the trying so hard not to care because “we’re over, but you’re in trouble and I’m trying to move on and I’m never going to love someone else like I love you” 😭😭😭 anyway I actually had to stop myself from rereading too often for comfort because it was too much LOL
the author said they were going to update it January of this year so I’ll be patiently waiting 😔
3. What's a headcanon you can't stop thinking about?
You know that post abt how when you're sleepy you imagine your favs sleepy? I keep imagining Ian wrapping their comforter around Mickey like a cocoon when he has a nightmare and cuddling him, it's cute
4. What's a fanart you love looking at?
The first image of this by @gallavichonly JUST GETS ME SO FERAL. THEIR FUCKING EXPRESSIONS.
5. What’s an idea you’d love to create if you had the time/inspiration?
I want to draw a character concept art sheet for their outfits/weapons/mechanics for kinda a zombie apocalypse AU. Designing that sounds fun but I need to research more
6. What’s something you’ve discovered since entering this fandom? A new trope you love? A different analysis of the show? Something else?
The jealousy trope, especially jealous Mickey. I guess in other fandoms, people write jealousy in a really possessive, cringy way. Not saying gallavich aren't possessive as fuck but at least they earned it, you know? There's too many ships where one of them is breathing down the other person's love interest's neck but they don't even know you exist, like calm down 😭 Meanwhile gallavich tease and try to get each other to admit it first, and Mickey is biting his tongue trying not to say anything and then "Fucking cheat on me, Ian?!", "Whatcha doin' here then?" AND THEIR EXPRESSIONS WHEN THEY EACH SAY "WHEN YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW" ARUGHHHHHH I'M SO GONE
7. What’s an underrated trope or concept you’d like to see more of?
Touched on this earlier but basically the more tragic/gritty ones—a huge argument, break-ups, unrequited love, falling out of love, hanahaki, amnesia, MCD...
10. What scene or moment do you feel isn’t discussed enough?
Eh I think we've dissected the shit out of every scene lmao, but probably their s4 reunion? The lap dance?
11. What line/dialogue/description from something else (a poem, a book, a tv show, a movie, or something else) do you feel describes Ian and Mickey’s relationship?
Obviously "I'll take care of you. / It's rotten work. / Not to me. Not if it's you."
12. What do you think is next for Ian and Mickey post-finale?
I want Ian to go back to being an EMT no matter what :( but their current security gig fits Mickey a lot. Ian also gets really into gardening, he'll be so good to the point where he'll be known in the neighborhood. And Mickey has a little hobby for drawing. They'll adopt a pitbull because Mickey was actually enthusiastic about that idea, which meets Ian halfway by still giving him something to take care of. Now for the elephant in the room: I think it's okay if Mickey never wants a kid, and there's a lot of issues ingrained in them that unless they go to therapy for a couple of years, hinder them from becoming perfect parents tbh. Now I'm not saying they'll be bad, but will their best be enough? Will they be content? Idk, I don't have any experience and I see them with more issues/flaws than the majority of the fandom? Honestly I just don't see that future for them (but I do enjoy kid AUs because who doesn't.) They'll stay on the West Side because I want them to get out but not stray too far from their family. I also can't think about them getting old or I'll sob, but I wrote a fic about how they'll retire and just live comfortably because it's what they deserve, and they'll take tons of vacations when they save up enough money.
oh my god that was way too much but in my defense i rarely get to rant abt them ok!! anyway now that I went through the whole spectrum of emotions, i'm tagging @michellemisfit, @lupeloto, @jademickian & @softmick 🚶♀️
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~You and Anzu decided to go to a near by café to relax when you meet Arashi on the way there. She seems to have a plan to make you flush red as a stop sign. Could it be that she actually likes you back or just teases you playfully?~
Hiii, I posted this on ao3 so I wanna post this here too :3
I Genuinely love Arashi, she's my wife 🫶🫶
I apologise if the story sounds kinda corny, or OOC, I wrote it on a notebook then copied everything and wrote it on ao3. Anyway enjoy ~~
Characters that appear here:
• you / the reader
• Anzu
• Arashi Narukami
(This thing is all about you and Arashi, other characters will not be tagged due to only being there to help the story. The main attraction is the relationship between you and Arashi)
Man, being a producer sure is hard, eh? But that's okay! You and your friend, Anzu, are such good buddies that you both share the same stress!
Anyway you both are outside sitting at a table trying to come up with new and nice outfits ideas, but the motivation isn't quite friendly Right now...
"Man, this is quite hard! I never thought that I'll be having trouble doing this.." you sighed. Anzu sighed back and nodded, softly slamming her head onto her notebook. "Hey, wanna take a break?" You started "I heard a café opened near by and they also have smoothies ~" you gently closed your own notebook.
"I'd love to! I'd really enjoy a smoothie right now~" Anzu replied as she put her notebook in her backpack.
You two then started to approach the school gates, talking about random shit when a sudden voice approached the both of you.
"Hey, wait for me!" A feminine, beautiful voice called. You turned and saw her.
When you first met her, you couldn't help but get butterflies in your stomach. She sure is beautiful looking, but why does your heart flutter so bad whenever you look at her? We're talking about Arashi Narukami here. Her blonde short hair swinging as she walks closer, her wonderful amethyst purple eyes shining just like the orbs everytime. She's just... Perfect!
"Ara, what are you two doing?~" the “fair maiden” smiled as she leaned closer to the both of you.
"Ah, Narukami-Senpai!- hello!" You greet her gently, pretty sure your face is the same colour as a rosy peach.
"We were going to a new café near by" Anzu replied with a soft smile
"Ara?~ that sounds nice!~ mind if I join?" Oh my, your face is now a stop sign...
"I don't mind" Anzu shrugged and then looked at you.
"N-neither I do!- you can come along if you'd like to, Narukami-Senpai!" You responded immediately, trying not to blush way more.
"Uwha!!~ I'm so happy ~~ Lead thd way!" Arashi giggled as she covered her cheeks, she looks so cute you'd just want to kiss the girl (if yk the song)
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On the way to the café, you couldn't help but glance at her from time to time. Gosh, can she get even more Gorgeous?
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Once there, you three glanced over to the menu. They had lots of options of coffee and 3 options of smoothies: Strawberry, Banana and Raspberries.
"I'm going to get the strawberry one" Anzu informed you two before she walked closer to the counter to order and pay.
You were still on thoughts when you heard a gasp. You quickly turned to look at Arashi, who seemed quite troubled.
"Is something wrong, Narukami-Senpai?" You gently gave her a worried look
"Ara~ I deeply apologize but I think I might had forgotten my wallet! I'm so sorry that you had to get me all the way here only for me to be a third wheel.." she sighed softly, sadden. Your heart aches from seeing her face do such expression.. you couldn't just let her be sad!
"Hey- no- it's fine, I can pay for your drink Narukami-Senpai ~" you confidently say. She gave you a small smile as if.. she planned this all along..
"Really? Oh ____-chan, you don't have to~" she chuckles softly, but you were quite determined...
"No no, it's fine! I do not mind~ Anyway I'll probably come here again and spend my money so~" you gave her a grin which she returned, giggling and ruffling softly your hair.
"Well if so, I'll get what you want~" she flashed you a smile, a very beautiful and gorgeous - ok stop. Focus ____, focus! You nodded before shortly after approaching the counter to order and pay.
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Once getting the drinks, the 3 of you went to a study room the café had. An isolated room with good seats and also a board and some chalk where you can enjoy the drink and.. well.. study
Both of you and Anzu then took out your notebooks to try to continue your work. Arashi, upon seeing them and your faces of exhaustion, began:
"Ara, do you need some help with those?" She asked gently
"No thank you, but I will ask if so" Anzu replied as she started to continue sketching. I guess this place gave her inspiration.
But you still hadn't any.
How sad 💔
You signed to yourself as you tried to work, feeling shy to ask her for any help, focusing on your notebook and only it. Her hand slowly brushed against your back, rubbing it as she got closer to your face.
"Ara~ don't stress yourself like that! Here, let me help~" she said as she took a look at what you had so far. Your blood boiled on your cheeks as you felt a sudden flutter of heart in your chest.
"N-no, it's ok!- You don't have to-" you tried to argue but come on! It's Arashi, do you really think she'll give up on helping others?
"Nu uh!~ as the big sister Knight, I am devoted to help others in need!" She then gently grabbed your chin so you're looking directly into her eyes. "So please... Let Narukami Onee-chan help you, alright?~" she whispered gently as her beautiful and gorgeous purple amethyst eyes stared into yours.
It felt as if the world... Disappeared! And it's only the two of you floating around in space as her nose is touching yours, her breath softly hitting your lips. It is as if.. she's telling you it's ok to approach and meet her lips with yours. Her eyes are slightly closed yet half opened, smiling down at you with such a loving gaze~
You quickly nodded and turned your head away, who knows what would had happened if you two stayed any longer, eh? You looked at her from the corner of your eyes to see... Disappointment?
"No, no, no- she- she couldn't like me back, can she?" you thought.
You quickly brushed it off as you let her help you.
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After what felt like forever, you finally finished sketching outfits ideas.
"Man, we finally finished ~" you sighed before taking a sip of your smoothie.
"Mhm.. I'll need to go now, see you later _____!" Anzu replied as she then got her stuff and left. She also finished her drink until then, I guess her mind is the only one that can work around here..
Now It's just you and her...
"Ara, the smoothie is so good~ you've got such a great taste _____-chan~" Arashi sighed with a satisfaction as she leaned her head onto your shoulder. You could feel your face heat up so much~
There was a beautiful silence until you decided to speak up, it couldn't be that bad right?
".. T-thank you, Narukami-Senpai" you quietly blunt out. She gave you a soft confused face.
"What for?" She replied with a chuckle.
"F-for the help-.. I really needed some advice to finally finish those sketches ~" you chuckled back. She smiled softly and nodded.
"You're welcome dear~"
The both of you then sat in silence, drinking the last few remaining sips from your plastic cups.
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Once you two finished, you left the cafe together.
"Uwhaa~ I really enjoyed today~" she sighed softly as she looked at you. You smiled softly in response as the sun starts setting.
"Is it me or does she look... Much more gorgeous than ever? I feel like I fall more in love with her each every minute, second, per second..." you softly thought as you stared at the view, the view being her of course~
"You really acted like a gentleman today ~" she sighed once again.
"Hey, it's not your fault!... And, you don't have to pay me back by the way ~" you smiled softly as she looked at you with a.. quite mischievous smile..
"is that so?~" she replied as she stopped walking and turned to you
"Mhm, I insist!~" you replied quickly, feeling again determined. Both of you now just gaze into eachother's eyes once more. The same feeling of being the only ones floating in space begun for you once again, before she broke it by saying:
"Well~" she started and seemed to pull out something.. it was her wallet. "I was going to but if you say so~~" she giggled at your surprised expression before she walked away, leaving you there dumbfounded....
You decide whether you wanna forgive her or not, but I'd say that was a smooth move as a hint that she even liked you~
#arashi narukami x reader#ensemble stars#enstars#arashi narukami#enstars x reader#enstars x you#what am i doing#please don't hate me
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20 Questions for fic Writers!
thanks for the tag @mammameesh @underwater-ninja-13 💙
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
184
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
1,391,678
3. What fandoms do you write for?
9-1-1 (mostly buddie), MCU, dabbled in Torchwood, Sherlock, HP, and Old Guard, oh and supernatural for a while too, though I don't have a lot of my supernatural and Torchwood moved to ao3, something I've been working on since like 2012 (there aren't that many more to move, I am just amazing at procrastinating)
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Overall, these are my highest:
Unexpected Finds (MCU, irondad)- 5 206
If I Could Do It All Over, I'd Find You Sooner (MCU, stuckony)- 2 593
emergencies only (MCU, irondad)- 2 154
between wanting and needing (MCU, stuckony)- 2 087
abuse at your hands, broken at your feet (MCU, irondad)- 1 960
But since I'm mostly writing 9-1-1, I'm going to include my top two from there, cuz I can:
I choose you, Pikachu (or the ways two idiots finally say you’re mine) - 1 595
sometimes an onion really is just an onion (and that’s all there is to it) - 1 302
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I try really hard to respond, but sometimes I get behind, and there are times when I'm low on spoons and I put them off, and that doesn't mean I don't love them all, seriously, people who comment are so generous and sweet, but it does mean that sometimes they will get a random reply from me two years later lol
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
honestly, not super sure, cuz I can't remember them all off the top of my head, but I guess the one I wrote for irondad, where peter was using hard drugs and it didn't end with a promise of things turning out good, hugs didn't fix things in that one
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
no idea? they are mostly all happy to some degree
8. Do you get hate on fics?
eh, not often, but sometimes, more in the mcu than other fandoms
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
yes, and mostly gay, many kinks, from vanilla to wtf are you even writing type things, but i do seem to lean toward bdsm dynamic in smut, daddy kink often, and a/b/o (tho i really love writing non-traditional dynamic, a lot of omega/omega and alpha/alpha)
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
yes, and probably sam wilson/harry potter, honestly, I really still adore that one, it worked, I swearm, harry was older and fucked up with ptsd, and sam was awesome, as usual
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
not that i know of? well, i mean, i've once found them posted on small fan sites serving other countries and tbh, it didn't bother me too much, like it wasn't great, but like, hey, life's too short and they obvs liked them, and they did give me credit, sorta
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
yeah, a handful over the years, maybe 5 on ao3? and i know i gave others permisson over the years, but they never linked back so idk
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
yeah, totally, done it a bunch and had fun
14. What’s your all time favorite ship?
steve/tony, then stucky is a close second, like they are the true standbys, I'll always love them, but I have a armada of other ships that also serve me well
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
we don't talk about bruno, dude
16. What are your writing strengths?
description maybe, or writing emotional shit? and like with dialogue, I'm either a god of it or a pathetic feral creature that has never spoken aloud
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
depending on the day, the same as what is written in prior answer
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
honestly, i try not to do it anymore, cuz I don't like making it harder for readers in anyway to consume, so unless I can keep it short and clear enough that you can still gather what they are saying without knowing the language, then I leave it out. I will try hard to find other ways, and i'm not super into translations posted after the text, looks clunky, and not super into translations at the end, but yeah, to each their own
19. First fandom you wrote for?
dudes, i dont know when i ate last, no idea, like maybe some MASH or like Highlander in notebook as a kid? probably my first shared was interview with the vampire, resulting in much anxiety as a teen
20. Favorite fic you’ve written?
I'm picking from more recent fics, and I kinda love this one atm:
sometimes an onion really is just an onion (and that’s all there is to it)
tagging @buckybeardreams @limetimo @painted-doe @psychiccatpanda and anyone else who wants to do it!
Blank copy under cut for you to use 💙
20 Questions for fic Writers!
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
3. What fandoms do you write for?
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
8. Do you get hate on fics?
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
14. What’s your all time favorite ship?
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
16. What are your writing strengths?
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
19. First fandom you wrote for?
20. Favorite fic you’ve written?
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