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OLD GRUDGES (part 3)
A/N: i know it took me way longer than it should have, but at last im here with the next part and that's what matters, right? thank you for the support on the prev parts, hope you'll enjoy this just as much!
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WARNING: sexual content
SUMMARY: Harry and Y/N go way back. Working together was like a dream when 1D was still going strong. Now, years later, when they end up working together again, things are very different. Mostly because Y/N seems to be hating Harry passionately. But he has not idea why.
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Meetings never really excited Harry, but lately, they have been his favorite along with studio sessions. Because these were the times he always got to see Y/N.
Today he is going in with her favorite cookies in his bag that he picked up on his way, taking a detour just to drop by that one place she loves the most. It’s been a recurring thing for Harry, picking up a cup of coffee for her, buying her favorite snacks for their sessions or surprising her with lunch from that taco place she adores so much. He’s been doing practically anything to get a smile on her face because he feels like that’s the only thing he is destined to do.
He’s been ignoring the fact that her time working on the project ends in two weeks, according to the contract. The only chance to stretch it longer if the required songs are not finished, but they are all practically done at this point. Harry tries his best not to think of what it will be like when he doesn’t get to see her as often as he does now.
The meeting was scheduled only yesterday, so Harry has no idea what it is about, but it doesn’t really matter, they are supposed to record afterwards, so he only cares about spending more time with Y/N.
However, the smile fades when he walks into the room and doesn’t see her. It’s odd, she is usually there before him, but now it’s just a couple of the studio engineers, Niall, Liam and Blake, the kind of weird manager from Modest who’s been working with them since they started recording for Midnight Memories. Harry has been getting these eerie vibes from him, but he just can’t put his finger on it, so he’s been sucking it up and ignoring it. He gave no reason not to be trusted so far.
“Hey, what’s up?” Harry greets everyone walking into the room.
“Ah, Harry! You’re here!” Blake smiles and they shake hands before Harry settles in a chair. “I was just telling the boys what this meeting is about. Good news, you are set for another album after Midnight Memories is released!”
It’s no surprise, to be honest. One album after the other, the pace has been just like that for a while.
“Great,” he nods. “Do we know who we’re gonna work with?”
Blake then hands him a paper with a list of names and some other details. Harry runs over the names, looking for a particular one, but it’s not there.
“What about Y/N?” he asks.
“Ah, I wanted to tell you guys. She got another project kind of last minute, so she is done with the album for now and won’t be able to join for the next one, it seems like,” Blake explains casually and it doesn’t stand out to anyone else either, but it hits Harry in the chest pretty hard.
She is done with the album? Why didn’t she say anything? They talked on the phone just two days ago, why didn’t she even mention it?
And why isn’t she gonna work on the next album? Harry doubts she is booked that far ahead, she is just getting recognized in the industry and she told him herself she is living from one project to the other, works on the next album won’t start at least until they start touring Midnight Memories.
It’s not adding up, but on the other hand… Harry has no right to question her. Even despite how close he’s been getting to her, they are still just… coworkers. Friends.
But nothing more.
“Alright, now that we are talking about the next album, I have a little sneak peek of a song that could be a big hit!” Blake seems enthusiastic as he opens his laptop and then soon a demo starts playing, but Harry can’t really focus, he is too stuck on the fact that he has no more time left with Y/N. He even pulls out his phone, ready to text her and ask her how all of this happened, but then talks himself down. When he finally starts to listen to the song, it sounds familiar at first, but there are no lyrics and Harry often finds random songs familiar lately, because he just hears so many new melodies on a daily basis, they tend to blend together.
“You like it?” Blake asks him and Harry just nods.
“Yeah. What is it called?”
Blake smiles confidently as he shuts the laptop down.
“Night Changes.”
The weather is finally good enough for grilling and the rowland household would take an opportunity anytime for that. Filling up their backyard with the people they love the most and feeding them burgers, hotdogs or basically anything Mitch is able to throw onto the grill. They usually have a gathering like this every month if their schedule and the weather allows.
Now it’s finally the first official grill party of the year.
Harry is sat outside by one of the tables, his plate is empty by now, but he knows he’ll get another round at one point. Cards are scattered on the tabletop, along with glasses of lemonade and beer, the kids are playing in the back somewhere by the treehouse, everything feels and looks idyllic.
For the past about two hours Harry couldn’t stop looking for Y/N. Stealing glances when she was talking to Sarah or playing with the kids, trying not to ogle her too obviously when she was laughing at something at the other table. He wanted to walk up to her a thousand times already, but he is trying to act cool and figure out how to act when there are other people around.
It’s an unknown territory for sure.
When Harry sees her walking towards the house he just can’t stay put. Excusing himself from the group he tries his best not to look suspicious as he follows her inside. Once the sliding door is closed behind him he quickens his steps down the hallway towards the bathroom, guessing she went there, but as he is approaching the door he notices it’s closed.
Should he try his luck and open it? Or maybe knock? Or…
Suddenly, the lock rattles and the door moves the tiniest bit, light coming through the gap. His heart skips a beat as he leaps forward and pushes the door open more so he can step inside.
And there she is, standing by the sink, checking herself out in the mirror when Harry walks in and closes the door behind him. Then slowly, she turns her gaze to him, for the first time today and for a moment Harry thinks she might tell him to fuck off and get out, but when he sees her lips part, he knows what she wants.
Him.
They collide fast, their usual hunger for each other taking over in a heartbeat. Demanding kisses, rough touches, they both know they should be in a hurry, Harry can’t even remember if he locked the door, it would be rather awkward if someone walked in on them.
Especially because no one knows about them, or whatever is going on between them.
It’s been over a week since the dinner party that ended up with the most confusing but also mind-blowingly amazing sex they have ever had. When it was over Harry simply left and kept to what she said, that they would not talk about it and that’s exactly what happened. They never talked about it, but it happened again.
Twice since then.
And now they are going at it again.
“Fuck,” Harry growls into her mouth when she reaches into his pants with quick but confident moves, because it’s not the first time she is doing it and he can only hope it’s not the last either.
“Quickly,” she pants and he just nods, bunching up her dress and tugging her underwear down. It’s no surprise he is already hard, following her inside was like a foreplay to him, the secrecy, the chance that she might tell him to fuck off, his pulse has been rising before he stepped into the bathroom.
They moan together when he thrusts into her, but then he gets back to kissing her to keep their voice down as he starts moving. Usually, they don’t talk when they are having sex, but Harry feels like changing that up, trying out how she reacts to something different.
“You knew I would come after you, huh?” he pants against her lips.
“I did,” she breathes out, one arm curled around his neck, her other hand gripping the edge of the sink to keep her balance.
“You thought about me fucking you all day?”
To that, she doesn’t answer and Harry almost regrets opening his mouth, but then she looks at him and nods.
“I did,” she repeats herself and even cracks a smile before pulling him closer to kiss him hard. And just like that, a tightening but warm feeling spreads in his chest.
They don’t need much time, Harry is the first to come and she follows soon right after. Her head falls against his chest , rising and falling with his deep breaths and he tries to fight the urge, but then gives in and bringing up a hand he runs his fingers through her hair. Part of him fears this move might be too intimate for her and that she’ll shake him off of her any moment, but it never happens and Harry enjoys it, probably way more than he should.
They clean themselves up and soon it’s just the sparkle in their eyes that proves what they just did.
“What are you doing tomorrow?” she asks, fixing her makeup in the mirror.
“Are you asking me out or something?” Harry cheekily asks and she just smacks his chest playfully.
“I have some stuff I’ve been working on that I want to show you.”
Harry’s pulse fastens again. This is just like it was before, when it was just the two of them, sharing the songs they were working on.
“I would love that,” he smiles at her, watching her walk to the door.
“Alright. I’ll text you then.”
Y/N walks out and Harry knows they are back to not talking and for a second he wonders how long he’ll be able to keep going like this.
When he walks out he is still deep in his thoughts, but then when he reaches the kitchen he comes to a halt, seeing Mitch by the kitchen island, sipping on some lemonade, a knowing look on his face.
“Hey man,” Harry clears his throat and joins him instead of walking outside.
“Hey. Everything alright?”
“Yeah, I’m good.”
“Want to share why I just saw Y/N coming from the same direction as you just did?”
“Uh… you know, we just…”
Harry can’t quite find the right words, especially because he doesn’t like and can’t really lie to Mitch, but he also wants to keep the no talking rule. Mitch stares back at him with a blank face for a second, but then his eyes go wide.
“No way.”
“What?” Harry laughs.
“For real?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You and… you and Y/N?”
Harry doesn’t answer, but that’s quite the answer to Mitch.
“Oh my God, how long has this been going on?”
“Keep it down!” He hushes his friend. “It’s… it’s nothing official or anything.”
“But it is something, right? What is it?”
Harry once again just stays silent.
“You two are having sex?” More silence. “Oh my God! Did you just do it in the bathroom?!”
“Shh!” Harry tries to shush him again, but he also can’t hold back his smile, thinking about what just took place in that bathroom.
“Harry, what the hell! When… How did that happen? You know what? I don’t want to know about that,” Mitch changes his mind quickly, making Harry laugh. “But like… what is it?”
“I told you, it’s nothing o–”
“No, I mean… what do you want it to be?”
Harry sighs as he turns so he can look out at the backyard through the sliding door. And there she is, with a glass in her hand as she is talking to Sarah, laughing at something and Harry wishes he knew what it was.
“I just… I like her. A lot.”
“But you two had been hating each other passionately, what happened to that?”
“I think we took the passionately part and turned it into something else,” Harry smirks cheekily, his eyes still glued to her figure outside.
“Oh my God, you are so gone for her,” Mitch breathes out, shaking his head. “You’re falling for her!”
Harry turns back to Mitch and hesitates before speaking up.
“I already fell for her. When we worked together years ago. But then she basically disappeared and when we met again, she acted like I was her mortal enemy,” Harry chuckles. Calling himself the enemy sounds ridiculous, but it’s the most fitting he could say. “And now…” he hums, but doesn’t finish his thought out loud.
“And now you’re falling for her again?”
“I might be,” he nods.
The Sun has set, but the party's still going. Well, it’s not raging, some of the people who came with kids have left and Scout has been put down by Mitch as well, but a handful of guests are still out on the terrace, playing card games and sharing stories.
Y/N sits right across from Harry and he has noticed the change. She is losing her cold act towards him, slowly but surely. They can finally talk and joke around almost like back in the days. Harry however doesn’t want to let himself go deeper than he should, he knows he is on an unstable field with her and he feels like it all could snap any moment, but…
It feels so amazing.
Making her laugh, sharing knowing looks, teasing each other like old friends, Harry missed being like this.
When he notices that she’s probably cold his first thought is to offer his hoodie, but he is quick to stop himself, he’s sure it might be too much at once so he instead just asks around who needs a blanket as he is heading inside anyway so he can easily grab a few.
But then as the night comes to an end, he still decides to try and dance around the unsaid boundaries.
“Hey, I just ordered a car, added your address as well.” Harry tells her when he sees her open the Uber app on her phone.
“Ah, no need, I can just–”
“Already ordered it,” he insists, hoping she’ll accept it and luckily, it seems like she is not in the mood to argue.
The car ride is quiet, but not the uncomfortable kind. She is on her phone, reading what seems like emails to Harry and he notices the change in her instantly.
“Everything alright?”
She looks up with a frown and then sighs, locking her phone.
“Just work. I have this annoying assistant, called Daryl up in my ass on another project, he is trying to get me to give way more than I’m obligated to. I don’t even know who his boss is, the damn guy is like a mystery for some reason.”
“Like, they want more music from you?”
“Yes,” she nods. “They want to listen to stuff I’m working on in case something fits the album, but I’ve already delivered what I was paid for.”
Although he is eager to know more, to offer his help, he stays silent, staying within the boundaries this time, not pushing his luck even more. It’s a miracle itself that she even said this much about anything personal.
“So tomorrow?” Y/N asks when the car stops in front of her house. Harry looks at her and for a moment, all he can think about is the last time they were here like this.
“Yeah, I’m free,” he manages to speak up, snapping out of his memories.
“I’ll text you. Bye then,” she nods before climbing out of the car and heading towards her front door. Harry watches her for a bit before he tells the driver to leave.
She still hasn’t texted him. It’s four in the afternoon and he hasn’t heard of her since she got dropped off last night.
He was up early, went for a run, because he definitely needed to put his extra energy into something instead of continuously checking his phone, hoping for a text to pop up. Then he grabbed himself a bagel on the way back, brewed a coffee when he got home and had his breakfast while staring at his phone like a sore loser.
He took that damn phone everywhere he went. Literally everywhere. But the hours passed by and he got no sign and at first he just thought she got busy with something, but by the time he was done with lunch, it turned into a worry.
She was as punctual as one could get and she would have already texted him by now, even if it was just about that she is running late with whatever she was doing. A decent session lasts at least three or four hours and she is not one to pull an allnighter.
He has kept ordering himself to be patient all day, but now he lost the last bits of his bearing. At last he decides a text is fine, she can answer whenever it’s convenient.
HARRY: Hey, are we still up for a sesh?
He keeps the conversation open and watches his message sit there, its status staying delivered for what feels like forever. Then, about twenty minutes later, it changes to read and the three dots start dancing at the bottom of the screen as Harry’s heart threatens to jump right out of his chest. He knows he is acting ridiculously, but he pushes the thought to the back of his head for now.
The dots then disappear, but no message arrives. A minute goes by and they reappear and this time a gray bubble follows.
Y/N: I got a bit of a situation on my hands rn.
Then a photo pops up of her house with two police cars parked at the front and Harry’s stomach drops.
HARRY: I’m going over.
He sends the message before he could even think it through and he is already out the door by the time she reads his reply.
When he arrives one of the police cars is still there and Y/N is out front, talking to an officer. She is lacking her usual on-spot style, wearing a baggy sweat set, her hair in a state of mess he has never seen before, but even despite the worried expression on her face, she looks annoyingly beautiful.
She spots him as he gets out of his car, crossing the lawn with a slow jog.
“Hey, what’s going on?” he asks, on the verge of losing his marbles if he doesn’t find out what happened immediately.
“Give me a minute,” she tells him, turning back to the officer. “Thank you for everything. I’ll let you know if I find anything that’s missing.”
“Take care, Miss. We’ll have a car patrol around the neighborhood every hour for the next 24 hours, though it’s unlikely they will come back.”
With a nod, the officer walks over to the car, gets in and they drive away.
“What the hell happened?” Harry asks when Y/N finally turns to him.
“Someone broke into my house,” she says and then just simply heads back inside. Harry jogs after her.
“What? When?”
Y/N is walking straight to her kitchen and Harry follows her, locking the front door behind him.
“I went to a yoga class in the morning. When I came back, I noticed my lock was picked and the door was open.”
Harry watches her rummage through a cabinet before grabbing a bottle of tequila along with two glasses. She shoots a questioning look to him, to which he just nods, though he is still lost, confused and kind of angry. She pours a generous amount into both glasses and then hands one over to Harry before chugging hers down faster than ever.
“Did anything go missing?”
“Literally nothing,” she laughs bitterly. “Everything seems untouched and I just don’t understand it at all. Why would someone break in if they don’t take anything valuable?”
“Money? Jewelry? Everything is here?”
“Everything. I checked everything.”
Harry is now just as clueless as Y/N. It doesn’t make any sense, but it’s also somehow even worse. Whoever broke in had a reason to, but it’s completely hidden for now.
When she reaches for the bottle again he notices how much her hands are shaking. She is a nervous wreck.
“Hey, you don’t want to lose your rationality right now,” Harry softly warns her as he grabs her hand and stops her from pouring another one.
“I’m fucking terrified, Harry,” she admits, her voice shakes and so weak like never before. Harry’s heart breaks for her. “Have you ever felt unsafe in your own home?”
“I have,” Harry answers without hesitation and that’s when she finally looks him in the eyes again. “I had a few stalkers throughout the years and attempted break-ins.”
And just like that, something changes in her. The last bits of the wall she so carefully built up between the two of them are destroyed and she lets him see her fully and so naked emotionally. Her lips tremble, tears dwell in her eyes and just as the first sob breaks out of her chest, he is pulling her into his embrace.
For a second Harry thinks it might be just luck, that she is only opening up to him like this because he is the one who is physically here with her, but he then wipes this thought and just focuses on being the support she truly needs.
He holds her tight as she cries into his chest, pressing kisses to the top of her head until she calms down and regains control over her breathing.
“Pack a bag for a few days, stay at mine for a bit, okay?” he softly says when she finally pulls back, just enough to look at him. She doesn’t try to put up a fight, just nods and lets him walk her up to her bedroom.
He helps her pack, she grabs the clothes while Harry packs her laptop and chargers. Half an hour later they are getting into his car before heading over to Harry’s place. The car ride is silent and Harry doesn’t even try to talk her through it. He knows how important it is to let her find her own peace in this situation instead of trying to just temporarily divert her attention.
It’s actually her first time at his place, so she is curiously examining the place when they finally arrive. Harry shows her around quickly and then they reach the bedrooms upstairs.
“Choose a bedroom, personally my favorite is that one,” he smiles softly, pointing at the one next to his own bedroom. She walks closer and peeks inside, then into his bedroom and he watches her patiently.
“Can I… sleep with you?”
Her request surprises him, but he would be lying if he said a part of him wasn’t hoping for it.
“Sure, of course,” he nods and gestures for her to walk inside.
He sets down her bag to the ottoman at the end of his king sized bed while she looks around. Harry grabs a towel for her from the closet and hands it over to her.
“Take a shower, I’ll make tea for you, how does that sound?”
She just nods, holding the towel to her chest and he can’t believe how vulnerable she looks. The Y/N he’s known for the past few months is nothing like the woman standing in front of him right now.
“Alright, then I’ll…”
He clears his throat and then turns around to give her privacy, but he doesn’t even get to take a step before she grabs his hand and pulls him back. He opens his mouth to ask what else she needs, but he is met with her lips pressing against his, hard and needy and he wastes no time to return the kiss just as passionately. His arms curl around her tightly, like an armor, ready to protect her from anything and everything.
They stumble into the bathroom and she pulls away, just enough so that she can start stripping out of her clothes, but Harry stops for a minute before things get too heated too fast.
“Wait, are you… Today was a lot, are you sure you… want to…?”
“I’m sure. I need this,” she nods and even though she appears just as vulnerable as before, there’s some kind of strong will mixed in her state now. Harry stares back at her, looking for any kind of sign that this might be a bad idea, but then she adds: “I need you.”
And Harry knows in that moment that he would give her anything in this world, because he fell for her again, but this time, it’s nothing like he has ever felt before.
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Green Bubble - Shuffle unit Event Story Translation
Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!
Rokuya Nagi: HIII, everyone! Have you tried "GREEN BUBBLE" yet?
Yotsuba Tamaki: It's us! We are "GREEN BUBBLE"!
Isumi Haruka: It is! right!
Kujo Tenn: That’s right.
Kujo Tenn: "GREEN BUBBLE" is the new product from "Jyuurokugumi" as well as our unit name.
Rokuya Nagi: Yes! "GREEN BUBBLE"!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Pop! Pop! Pop!
Kujo Tenn: What are you doing.
Yotsuba Tamaki: It's the bubble popping dance!
Rokuya Nagi: OH! Pop! Pop!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Ready, everyone~!
Isumi Haruka: Huh!? Pop...
Kujo Tenn: Excuse me. Can we proceed properly?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Oh, yes...
Kujo Tenn: It's a wonderful new product as well as an introduction to our unit, so I'd like to do it properly.
Isumi Haruka: See, we got scolded! I was gonna do it properly too!
Rokuya Nagi: OH! We're not fooling around! It's a wonderful performance! Let's do it together!
Rokuya Nagi: 3, 2, 1...
GREEN BUBBLE: Pop! Pop! Pop!
Isumi Haruka: Wow... Kujo Tenn joined in too...
Yotsuba Tamaki: Don’t you know? Tenn-Tenn’s the kind of character who'd join in stuff like this more than you think he would.
Kujo Tenn: Wait, Yotsuba-san, don't lean your arm on my shoulder.
Yotsuba Tamaki: What about my chin?
Kujo Tenn: Your face is close, too close.
Isumi Haruka: Huh!? Aren't you guys too close!? Is this how it is between you two!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: That's right.
Isumi Haruka: Awesome...
Kujo Tenn: What do you mean awesome?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Isumin, won’t it be cool if you and Nagicchi got close too?
Isumi Haruka: ...! T-that's true, but I heard he might look friendly, but actually be quite closed off.
Rokuya Nagi: OH... Who on earth told you that? That’s a huge misunderstanding.
Isumi Haruka: Um... an acquaintance of mine...
Rokuya Nagi: Well that acquaintance of yours met me in the worst possible way and doesn’t wanna listen to what I want to say.
Rokuya Nagi: The door to my heart in front of you, Isumi-shi, is wide open. Please, come on in.
Isumi Haruka: Alright, well... I'm intruding.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Isumin is inside Nagi's heart right now.
Isumi Haruka: Maybe, yeah...?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Ha. What's it like?
Isumi Haruka: What's it like!? What’s it like uh, um...!? How am I even supposed to answer that!?
Isumi Haruka: It's……uh….. it... it smells nice...?
Yotsuba Tamaki: ...huh...
Rokuya Nagi: ...OH...
Isumi Haruka:.... Stop acting like I bombed a joke!!
Kujo Tenn: Moving on, it's the "8th anniversary! Four Thanks Project!”
Isumi Haruka: Wait, hold on...!
Kujo Tenn: As part of the limited-time unit formation celebration, the "Ask This and That!?" edition.
Kujo Tenn: Let’s get the "GREEN BUBBLE" version started.
Kujo Tenn: Everyone, please support us! Don't let the other units sway you.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Because we're the best, right!?
Rokuya Nagi: Yes! It's really, totally lonely to be separated from the other IDOLiSH7 members, but...
Yotsuba Tamaki: I'm here!
Rokuya Nagi: Tamaki! I love you!
Kujo Tenn: Don't get too cozy. I'm a member now too.
Yotsuba Tamaki: I love you!
Rokuya Nagi: I LOVE YOU!
Kujo Tenn: What about you, Isumi-san?
Isumi Haruka: ...I don't really understand that but!
Isumi Haruka: I hope you love me! Love us! Love this unit, and love "GREEN BUBBLE"!
Kujo Tenn & Yotsuba Tamaki & Rokuya Nagi: Yay!!
Isumi Haruka: W-was that okay? Is it alright?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Don’t worry, it was alright! So cool!
Rokuya Nagi: It was cool!
Kujo Tenn: Well then, let’s read what the staff have to say...
Isumi Haruka: He-... wait! You bastard didn’t tell me your impression yet.
Kujo Tenn: Bastard?
Isumi Haruka: Ah. sorry... your impression, Kujo-san...
Kujo Tenn: It was cool. Your straightforward message opened the door to my heart too.
Rokuya Nagi: OH...! You used the door to your heart! Excellent utilization!
Isumi Haruka: Kujo Tenn said I was cool...
Kujo Tenn: Are you embarrassed?
Isumi Haruka: No. It feels great...
Kujo Tenn: Ah, I see.
Isumi Haruka: I made Kujo Tenn say I was cool...
Kujo Tenn: You’d be cute if you blushed because of me too.
Yotsuba Tamaki: It’s true. Nagicchi you smell nice.
Rokuya Nagi: Tamaki smells nice too! Hm... Is this vanilla?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Bingo! I licked some vanilla extract.
Isumi Haruka: Why!?
Kujo Tenn: You're not supposed to lick it, you know!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Mikki was trying to make something, and it was on the table.
Yotsuba Tamaki: He drops some on the palm of his hand like this, but it's not that sweet. I fall for it every time.
Isumi Haruka: That's true! His hands smell like vanilla!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Sou-chan finds out every time I do this.
Kujo Tenn: Do you get scolded?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Used to.
Rokuya Nagi: And now?
Yotsuba Tamaki: He says it’s kinda soothing.
Kujo Tenn: You've grown stronger, Osaka-san...
Isumi Haruka: But this might be good when you're hungry.
Yotsuba Tamaki: You turn it into a trend amongst ZOOL.
Isumi Haruka: Got it. I’ll make it a trend within the group first, then make it go viral.
Yotsuba Tamaki: You better credit me when it goes viral.
Kujo Tenn: Smart move.
Rokuya Nagi: Please make my fragrance a trend after that.
Isumi Haruka: Impossible, it sounds too expensive!
Rokuya Nagi: No, no. It's reasonably priced.
Kujo Tenn: I don't think it's all that out of reach. It's a collaboration perfume with Kokona-chan.
Yotsuba Tamaki: How do you know that, Tenntenn!?
Kujo Tenn: Just a little bit of knowledge.
Rokuya Nagi: Welcome to my world.
Isumi Haruka: Somehow we seem to be getting along mysteriously well?! aren't we!
Kujo Tenn: That's a fitting response. Actually, we received a question from the staff.
Kujo Tenn: "Do you guys get along well?"
Isumi Haruka: Perfect timing!
Yotsuba Tamaki: We do!
Rokuya Nagi: We're friends!
Kujo Tenn: We're get along well. Let's continue with the "Ask This and That!?" shuffle talk.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Yes! Then, let's ask other questions!
Kujo Tenn: Yes.
Rokuya Nagi: Yay!
Isumi Haruka: Yeah.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Oh! I’m your MC, Yotsuba Tamaki!
Isumi Haruka: What are you laughing at. Can you even do it properly?
Yotsuba Tamaki: I can! Everyone! Cheer me on!
Rokuya Nagi: Tamaki, fight!
Kujo Tenn: Do your best!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Alright! So who's up first? Isumin?
Isumi Haruka: Huh!? You’re the one who chooses!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: I'm the MC so I'm the king, right!?
Isumi Haruka: That’s not how it works!?
Kujo Tenn: A dangerous person is taking the initiative.
Yotsuba Tamaki: You don’t get it! Maybe that person’s nervous! What should I do, Nagi!?
Rokuya Nagi: Relax, it's okay. Just face that camera and give us some fan service.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Huh!? Fan service!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Yay!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Wink!
Rokuya Nagi: Wow! So cool!
Yotsuba Tamaki: I calmed down for some reason...
Isumi Haruka: Doing fan service calms you down.
Kujo Tenn: As expected of an idol. That was splendid.
Rokuya Nagi: Isumi-shi, did a question come to your mind right now?
Isumi Haruka: Um, n... not yet!?
Rokuya Nagi: Well then, may I ask a question?
Kujo Tenn: Oh, clever.
Isumi Haruka: You’re so kind!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Nagicchi, you're so mature!!
Rokuya Nagi: Fufufu. Yes. Mitsuki gave me a secret mission yesterday.
Yotsuba Tamaki: What's that!? Did Mikki say something to you?
Rokuya Nagi: Yes.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Try saying it Mikki-style!
Rokuya Nagi: OK.
Rokuya Nagi: Listen, Nagi.
Kujo Tenn: Are unreasonable requests the norm in Ainana?
Isumi Haruka: Scary...
Rokuya Nagi: You guys are the only shuffle units that consists of only teenagers.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Oh, he’s right!
Isumi Haruka: Seriously! Kujo-san, did you notice?!
Kujo Tenn: I sure did.
Rokuya Nagi: You’re the oldest in that group of teenagers, so you gotta be the best brother.
Rokuya Nagi: You gotta protect everyone and be a good leader!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Leader! Nagicchi, you're the leader!? So that's why you supported me!
Rokuya Nagi: Yes! As long as everyone is okay with it, I'll be the leader of this unit!
Yotsuba Tamaki: That's totally fine right?!
Isumi Haruka: Yeah! Izumi's brother is so kind too!
Kujo Tenn: Yes, that's right. We’ll be in your care, Rokuya-san.
Rokuya Nagi: Thanks!
Rokuya Nagi: So if I'm the leader, then I'm practically a king...
Isumi Haruka: Hm!? I heard that line somewhere before!?
Kujo Tenn: You're also a dangerous person.
Yotsuba Tamaki: I know this one! You usurped me!!
Rokuya Nagi: Alright! Let's do it! Please answer this upcoming question!
Rokuya Nagi: Which idol, other than the members of your own group, would respond to your rabbit chat right away?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Other than our own group... You mean other than the members of this unit, right? Not IDOLiSH7?
Isumi Haruka: So, other than… the members of ŹOOḼ!?
Kujo Tenn: You mean someone from another idol group than TRIGGER?
Rokuya Nagi: Yes.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Sounds interesting! I wonder who would respond immediately!?
Isumi Haruka: Huh? You mean we’re gonna text someone right here and now!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Yes yes! Other than members of our own groups!
Isumi Haruka: Huhhh...?
Kujo Tenn: ...
Yotsuba Tamaki: What’s up with you two, why so serious? I’m sure there's at least one guy who’d respond, right?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Especially Tenntenn, he's a guaranteed winner, right!? Anyone would be happy to get a rabbichat from you!
Kujo Tenn: Too risky. It's dangerous precisely because they'd be happy. ...But well, understood.
Isumi Haruka: Understood means you figured it out? Huh!? Who?
Kujo Tenn: It's a secret. Have you decided?
Isumi Haruka: Have I...
Isumi Haruka: There's only one person, do you think they’d respond..?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Huh? Why are you asking me? Oh...! Ah…
Isumi Haruka: Yotsuba, did you want to text them?
Yotsuba Tamaki: No, they're from my group. It's fine, I'll give it to Isumin.
Isumi Haruka: Okay, then I'll take this one.
Yotsuba Tamaki: "Take this one", that’s hilarious. They’re probably gonna reply now.
Isumi Haruka: Awesome!
Rokuya Nagi: Oh... It's a private conversation...
Kujo Tenn: I think I know who Isumi-san is referring to.
Yotsuba Tamaki: What should I do... Oh, Tenntenn.
Kujo Tenn: What?
Yotsuba Tamaki: ...Is the big guy working right now?
Kujo Tenn: .........The big guy is working right now.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Oh, too bad!
Isumi Haruka: I get why you’re talking like that but... who could it be...?
Rokuya Nagi: The big guy might be available. He mentioned that the shoot was interrupted due to rain earlier.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Huh? How do you know?
Rokuya Nagi: He just sent me a photo a moment ago. It's a late-blooming cherry blossom.
Isumi Haruka: Cherry blossoms...
Kujo Tenn: Ah... Thank you very much for your help that day.
Rokuya Nagi: Likewise. I was able to witness your wonderful stage.
Rokuya Nagi: It’s a memory I will cherish forever. Thank you very much.
Kujo Tenn: It's an honor. I'm genuinely happy from the bottom of my heart.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Isumin, you probably don't know. Nagi helped a lot with the "Zero" musical.
Rokuya Nagi: I didn't do anything. We just talked about memories.
Rokuya Nagi: The big guy turned those memories into a magnificent performance and created an unprecedented piece of art.
Kujo Tenn: I’m glad to hear that... I’m sure Ryuu will be delighted to hear that too.
Yotsuba Tamaki: You just said his name.
Kujo Tenn: Ah, sorry.
Yotsuba Tamaki: It was so obvious. Well then, should I try sending a rabbichat to the big guy since we might get an answer?
Isumi Haruka: Doesn't that ruin the surprise? You should go for someone else.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Nah, the person Isumin’s targeting ain’t really a surprise anymore, right?
Kujo Tenn: I don’t think you’d be able to guess who I’m choosing.
Yotsuba Tamaki: It’s definitely the first person.
Isumi Haruka: Who did you choose? Isn't it that person?
Rokuya Nagi: If it's that person, I think they'll respond right away.
Kujo Tenn: I think they’re quite different from who you all are imagining.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Huh!? Who!?
Rokuya Nagi: OH! The person I’m imagining is definitely waiting for a chat from Kujo-shi!
Kujo Tenn: Sorry, but there are plenty of people waiting for a rabbichat from me.
Yotsuba Tamaki: There it is! The little devil!
Kujo Tenn: Can I send it now?
Rokuya Nagi: Please go ahead.
Isumi Haruka: Who is it!?
Kujo Tenn: I wonder if they’ll respond... Oh, they've already seen it.
Kujo Tenn: They responded quickly! Oh, they also sent a photo.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Who? Who is it?
Kujo Tenn: Momo-san.
Rokuya Nagi & Isumi Haruka: Oh!
Kujo Tenn: "Good luck with the recording!" he said. He sent a selfie with Yuki-san.
Rokuya Nagi: OH! It's a tulip field!
Isumi Haruka: What are they doing? They're holding a big picnic basket and a shovel.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Are they on location or something?
Kujo Tenn: He says it’s their day off today.
Isumi Haruka: What the hell are Re:vale doing...
Yotsuba Tamaki: He sent more messages! Read them all.
Kujo Tenn: Do we really need to?
Yotsuba Tamaki: You better read them! Momorin sent them to you!
Kujo Tenn: …
Kujo Tenn: "Tenn-chan really wuvs me lots mwah mwah, I’m with darling right now but I will give you my wuv too!"
Rokuya Nagi: In other words, the direct translation is "You seem to like me, but since I'm with my most beloved right now, I'll share some of my love with you."
Kujo Tenn: Am I being rejected?
Yotsuba Tamaki: That's hilarious!
Kujo Tenn: But thank you for your reply, Re:vale-san.
Yotsuba Tamaki: It's a shame Re:vale’s not in this unit. I’m happy we could mingle!
Isumi Haruka: Aren’t you being too casual with your seniors!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: It’s fine!
Kujo Tenn: Who's going next?
Isumi Haruka: Oh! I'll go.
Isumi Haruka: Please… Please respond...
Isumi Haruka: …
Kujo Tenn & Yotsuba Tamaki & Rokuya Nagi: ..........
Isumi Haruka: Huh, there’s still no read receipt...
Yotsuba Tamaki: Damn it! Nagicchi, isn't our number one person free right now?
Rokuya Nagi: Our number one person is at school today.
Yotsuba Tamaki: But isn't it lunchtime?
Isumi Haruka: Maybe they're busy…?
Kujo Tenn: What should we do? Wait for a response?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Hmm... Is there no one else, Isumin?
Isumi Haruka: Huh!? They're not here! Can I not text ŹOOḼ!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Nope.
Isumi Haruka: I don't have any other friends Besides ŹOOḼ...
Kujo Tenn: If I were in a different unit I would have responded right away.
Isumi Haruka: Huh!? That's... Stop teasing me, you little devil! Don't say things that'll get my hopes up!!
Kujo Tenn: But it's true?
Isumi Haruka: Huuhh!? You're embarrassing me…! Wait, don't take a picture.
Kujo Tenn: Hehe...
Yotsuba Tamaki: Good for you, Isumin.
Rokuya Nagi: That’s a page of youth.
Isumi Haruka: What should I do, though...do we wait for Izumi’s reply? Ah. I said his name.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Then you can use my partner!
Isumi Haruka: Th-the one that starts with "O"!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Yup. The three of us talked in a group chat before. They'll respond right away now.
Isumi Haruka: Wait, hold on. I'm nervous... What should I say...
Rokuya Nagi: Why don’t you send a sticker?
Isumi Haruka: A sticker!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Remember the dinosaur one? The one where the dinosaur breaks the door. That one's good.
Isumi Haruka: Why!? That’s so rude outta nowhere!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Maybe they'll feel a connection.
Rokuya Nagi: The gaogao dinosaur is so cute! I like T-kun too.
Isumi Haruka: Oh... Thanks. I kinda... like T-kun too.
Rokuya Nagi: Yay! He’s one of us.
Isumi Haruka: This person looks flashy, but they're nice... Alright, I'll send this sticker.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Go for it!
Kujo Tenn: Will it show as read?
Isumi Haruka: It did!
Yotsuba Tamaki: What did they say? what did Sou-chan say?
Isumi Haruka: Um…
Isumi Haruka: "Thank you for your help. What a cheerful dinosaur. If this was sent by mistake, no need to reply."
Kujo Tenn: He’s so serious.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Ahahaha! Sou-chan, that's hilarious.
Isumi Haruka: It sure is...
Yotsuba Tamaki: So?
Isumi Haruka: S-So what?
Yotsuba Tamaki: What did you think?
Isumi Haruka: He kinda…He used a lot of polite language and seemed very kind...
Yotsuba Tamaki: Ah, yeah, that's true. I'll tell him that you called him kind.
Kujo Tenn: No, this is being recorded.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Oh, right. Everything’s being filmed! Man, now I'm kinda embarrassed!
Rokuya Nagi: There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Just give that camera some fan service.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Yay! No need to reply!
Kujo Tenn: Should you really be saying that line with that smug look on your face?
Isumi Haruka: Haa... Anyways, I’m clear for now. Hm? This isn’t a mission, is it?
Rokuya Nagi: Yes! It’s nothing more than simple question.
Kujo Tenn: Last but not least, Yotsuba. Who are you sending the rabbichat to?
Yotsuba Tamaki: The big guy from TRIGGER. Everyone, gather around a bit.
Rokuya Nagi: Are you sending a photo?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Yup. Look at the screen.
Kujo Tenn: A rare group photo.
Isumi Haruka: Oh... I kinda want this photo too...
Yotsuba Tamaki: I’ll send it to you. Alrighty, let's do this on the count of three...
Rokuya Nagi: Yay! Click.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Nice! One more time. Click.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Thanks. I'll send it now!
Isumi Haruka: Let me see. How is it?
Kujo Tenn: It's a nice photo, isn't it?
Isumi Haruka: Amazing! Great photo! It really feels like we're friends!
Rokuya Nagi: I'm happy! Another precious photo to add to the collection!
Kujo Tenn: I wonder if Ryuu saw it?
Yotsuba Tamaki: He saw it and... Oh, he already replied!
Yotsuba Tamaki: "Thanks for the photo. Your shoot seems to be going well. I'm having lunch right now."
Yotsuba Tamaki: ...And he sent a photo of his lunch!
Rokuya Nagi: OH... Why didn't he just send a selfie?
Isumi Haruka: Looks delicious! I like this pink furikake-like sweet thing! (1)
Kujo Tenn: It's sakuradafu, isn't it? (2)
Isumi Haruka: Cherry blossoms?
Kujo Tenn: No, it's supposed to be fish paste.
Isumi Haruka: Fish!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: I’m glad we got a reply! I'll thank Ryuu-aniki for the photo!
Kujo Tenn: Okay.
Isumi Haruka: Are we finally done with the first question?
Rokuya Nagi: Sorry. I made it a difficult question.
Isumi Haruka: It's okay, it was fun! So, can I ask the next question? I think it'll be quick!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Sure.
Kujo Tenn: Go ahead.
Isumi Haruka: Um, so, how do you guys feel about your managers?
Kujo Tenn: Our manager? I've known them for a long time, they're someone I can trust.
Isumi Haruka: Like a family member?
Kujo Tenn: It’s a bit different than that. I consider them one of the most important members of TRIGGER who’s not visible to the public.
Kujo Tenn: It’s most likely the same for Gaku and Ryuu?
Isumi Haruka: Ha...that’s great.
Isumi Haruka: What about you guys, Yotsuba?
Yotsuba Tamaki: We get along really well. They're super nice, super funny, and super cool.
Isumi Haruka: I get it, MEZZO”’s manager is so cool.
Rokuya Nagi: IDOLiSH7’s manager is also very kind and very sincere. They always listen to me.
Isumi Haruka: They always listen to you huh, do you talk to them about stuff other than work?
Rokuya Nagi: Sometimes we ask them for advice, but we also chat like friends.
Isumi Haruka: I see...
Yotsuba Tamaki: Why this question?
Isumi Haruka: It's just... You know, ŹOOḼ has a manager.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Duh.
Isumi Haruka: And, in this project, the four members of ŹOOḼ were shuffled into four different units, right?
Isumi Haruka: And each of us went to record songs and shoot music videos for those units.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Yepyep.
Isumi Haruka: So... I wish I didn’t, but I ended up asking which song they liked the most?
Rokuya Nagi: What was the response?
Isumi Haruka: "Good Good Games."
Kujo Tenn＆Yotsuba Tamaki＆Rokuya Nagi: Oh...
Isumi Haruka: “Oh” right!? It's like, you know! The manager’s face changed to worry as soon as he replied...!
Yotsuba Tamaki: That's not cool...
Isumi Haruka: Right!? It feels like they're not mine anymore, you know!?
Rokuya Nagi: I sense some jealousy here.
Isumi Haruka: Touma was happy then suddenly felt a bit uneasy. Minami, Torao and I just acted like nothing happened.
Isumi Haruka: Well, it's my fault for asking!
Kujo Tenn: Personal preferences are personal preferences, so it's okay. It's different from who they value the most.
Kujo Tenn: I understand why you'd feel complicated.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Does it happen with TRIGGER?
Kujo Tenn: We've been together for a long time, so we understand our manager's preferences.
Kujo Tenn: But we still feel a drive to compete with each other, as if we want to be chosen by them.
Isumi Haruka: Why are you not shaken up? I get upset and depressed easily…
Yotsuba Tamaki: No, I get why you feel that way. I’d be depressed if my manager told me Sou-chan was better.
Rokuya Nagi: I also want my manager to praise me first...
Kujo Tenn: Isn't that fine? That just means you have a good relationship.
Isumi Haruka: Are you sure!? Aren't you internally sighing at how childish we are!?
Kujo Tenn: It's fine, right? We're all kids.
Yotsuba Tamaki: What's up, Tenntenn!? Aren't you being a bit lenient!? Is it because the camera's still rolling!
Isumi Haruka: Ah, the camera...
Kujo Tenn: Come on.
Isumi Haruka: ...Um. Kujo…san…Remember when, uh... you said, uh...
Kujo Tenn: Yes?
Isumi Haruka: You said you don't do idol work to be praised, you do it for yourself.
Kujo Tenn: That's right.
Yotsuba Tamaki: What's with that!? That's so cool...
Isumi Haruka: Since then, I've started to, um... worry about... whether I'm doing it to be praised.
Kujo Tenn: That's admirable.
Isumi Haruka: Again... You're really...
Kujo Tenn: I mean it honestly. I think you're admirable.
Isumi Haruka: ...Because, you know, if you're doing it to be praised, then when something happens, you end up blaming the other person.
Isumi Haruka: You end up saying "I told you to do it", or “I didn’t wanna do it”, or “It’s all your fault”.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Ah, I get it.
Rokuya Nagi: That's very important.
Isumi Haruka: Right. That's why it doesn’t matter to me. I'll sing my songs for myself with everyone here.
Isumi Haruka: It doesn't matter if I'm not chosen by my manager or the world as the best.
Kujo Tenn: Let's aim for the top.
Isumi Haruka: Huhhh!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Hell yeah! I wanna be the most popular in the unit!
Rokuya Nagi: I want to be popular too! "Never Green" is a wonderful song!
Isumi Haruka: Ah... When you say it like that, I want to be popular too.
Isumi Haruka: Yeah, I want to be the most popular after all! But Kujo-san is so far ahead...
Kujo Tenn: What are you talking about? Aiming for the top is the best feeling.
Kujo Tenn: As long as you don’t hurt yourself or the others if you don’t reach it.
Isumi Haruka: Yeah…
Kujo Tenn: I wanna be popular too.
Isumi Haruka: Ahaha! That line doesn’t suit you.
Kujo Tenn: Why not? I want to be properly popular. Let's make the best performance with this song. One that makes all the other members jealous.
Rokuya Nagi: That's wonderful! Let's make them jealous! The idea makes my heart dance!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Exciting! Let's win over the adults as the children’s group!
GREEN BUBBLE: Yeahh!!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Oh... We got so excited as if we reached the climax but we still have some questions left.
Rokuya Nagi: We got into quite a deep topic. Let's keep it light. Who’s next?
Kujo Tenn: Okay.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Yeah. Can I go next?
Kujo Tenn: Go ahead.
Yotsuba Tamaki: In relation to our song "Never Green," what's your favorite vegetable?
Kujo Tenn: Vegetable!?
Yotsuba Tamaki: I'm not really into veggies. But Sou-chan and Mikki said I should eat them.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Give me some recommendations! If you can't eat vegetables, plants are okay too!
Rokuya Nagi: Corn! It's sweet, has a nice texture, fresh, and it's really tasty.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Corn is so good! It's my favorite vegetable too!
Kujo Tenn: I’ve been into beets lately.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Beets?
Kujo Tenn: It's a pink vegetable. It's delicious even when made into jam.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Isn’t it a fruit if you can make jam out of it?
Kujo Tenn: I think it's a vegetable. It looks like turnip.
Yotsuba Tamaki: I see. How about you, Isumin?
Isumi Haruka: I like all vegetables, but I’ve noticed that I quite enjoy mint lately.
Yotsuba Tamaki: You've been eating mint ice cream for a while now.
Isumi Haruka: All ice cream tastes good, you know! Sometimes I put fresh leaves in and make tea out of it.
Rokuya Nagi: OH! Fresh herb tea is delicious!
Yotsuba Tamaki: How classy!
Isumi Haruka: Yeah! It looks beautiful. Minami made it for me.
Isumi Haruka: He's been growing them at home lately. He’s growing herbs in small planters…
Yotsuba Tamaki: Hm? Don’t we have a ton of these at home too?
Kujo Tenn: We have a lot of them as well. Parsley, sage, rosemary, thyme...
Rokuya Nagi: It’s a Dokidoki Cultivation kit from some "Magical★Kokona" blind goods. I bought them in bulk and distributed them.
Kujo Tenn: Really!?
Rokuya Nagi: It seems that Natsume-shi's cultivation kit landed on mint. I'm glad Isumi-shi liked it.
Isumi Haruka: Ah... Y-Yeah... Thank you...
Isumi Haruka: It's really taking over the pot.
Kujo Tenn: Mint is fertile and reproduces quickly. Oh, wait a minute...
Kujo Tenn: I think Re:vale went to plant their herbs then?
Rokuya Nagi: OH!
Kujo Tenn: I was negotiating with Yuki-san to offer him the rosemary Gaku harvested the other day.
Kujo Tenn: But even Yuki-san’s family home ended up troubled with a large harvest of herbs.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Did they rent a field or something?
Rokuya Nagi: I think they’ll land in trouble if they plant these on the ground…
Isumi Haruka: We should let them know...
Rokuya Nagi: Let's contact them later. Well then, last one! Kujo-shi!
Yotsuba Tamaki: Huh!? Isn't it my turn to MC!?
Isumi Haruka: It's fine, anyone can do it.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Are you sure!? Okay then.
Kujo Tenn: Yes. Well then, I'd like to ask a question.
Kujo Tenn: It's also related to this song.
Kujo Tenn: “Never Green” is about someone who has had bitter experiences in their past, looking back and affirming who they are now.
Kujo Tenn: I think it’s that kind of song.
Rokuya Nagi: Yes, it is. It evokes the feeling of euphoria after going through and overcoming something.
Kujo Tenn: That's right. I think everyone here has overcome or endured something.
Kujo Tenn: If you were to meet your past self, what would you tell them?
Yotsuba Tamaki: Ah...
Yotsuba Tamaki: It will be alright. You’re gonna go through tough times, but they all lead to being okay.
Rokuya Nagi: It's okay. I have a similar sentiment. What's different from Tamaki is...
Rokuya Nagi: You don’t have to hate, and you don’t have to be wary. It’s okay.
Rokuya Nagi: Everyone you meet will become someone you love.
Isumi Haruka: Wow... Somehow... Yeah, I get it...
Kujo Tenn: And what about you, Isumi-san?
Isumi Haruka: I still can't... I can't seem to find kind words to tell myself. I feel like I'd say something like "You idiot" or "It's your fault"...
Yotsuba Tamaki: Ah...
Kujo Tenn: And aside from those accusatory words?
Isumi Haruka: ...Aside from them...
Kujo Tenn: Yeah. I think it's good to say something nice to yourself.
Isumi Haruka: Mm...
Isumi Haruka: ...Hang in there, I guess. Just a little more, so hang in there.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Yeah. I want you to overcome this. I want to go pick you up myself.
Yotsuba Tamaki: We're all here for you.
Isumi Haruka: Stop it! You're trying to make me cry...!
Yotsuba Tamaki: I'm not! Are you gonna cry?
Isumi Haruka: I'm not gonna cry!
Kujo Tenn: Thank you for your answers, everyone. Each answer really touched my heart.
Isumi Haruka: Thank you.
Yotsuba Tamaki: Thanks a bunch.
Rokuya Nagi: I had a great time! Tamaki, will you wrap this up?
Yotsuba Tamaki: I’ll leave it to you.
Kujo Tenn: He’ll leave it to you.
Isumi Haruka: He's so carefree...
Rokuya Nagi: "8th Anniversary! Four Thanks Project"!
Rokuya Nagi: Celebrating the formation of our limited-time unit! This concludes the "Ask this and that!?" segment, "GREEN BUBBLE" version!
GREEN BUBBLE: Please drink! "GREEN BUBBLE"!
Audience: Kyaaaaaaah…!
Kujo Tenn: Good evening! Welcome to"GREEN BUBBLE"’s live! I'm "GREEN BUBBLE"’s Kujo Tenn!
Audience: Kyaaaaaaah…!
Yotsuba Tamaki: I'm "GREEN BUBBLE"’s Yotsuba Tamaki! Everyone! Let's get insanely pumped up during our live!
Audience: Kyaaaaaaah…!
Rokuya Nagi: I'm "GREEN BUBBLE"’s Rokuya Nagi! We may be the youngest, but we'll make your hearts race the most...!
Audience: Kyaaaaaaah..!
Isumi Haruka: We need more voices!
Audience: Kyaaaaaaah…!
Isumi Haruka: Crave us more! Drink us up...!
Audience: Kyaaaaaaah…!!
Isumi Haruka: I'm "GREEN BUBBLE"’s Isumi Haruka!
Audience: Kyaaaaaaah…!!
Kujo Tenn: Here we go! "8th Anniversary! Four Thanks Project"!
Yotsuba Tamaki: To the 1,000 lucky winners!
Rokuya Nagi: The "Miracle Limited-Time 4 Unit Thanks Live"!
Isumi Haruka: Let's do this...!
Audience: Kyaaaaaaah…!
Kujo Tenn: Listen to us. This is our unit song, which is also the commercial song for "GREEN BUBBLE"!
Kujo Tenn: Ready...!
GREEN BUBBLE: "Never Green"!
The end.
Furikake: Rice seasoning.
Sakuradafu: Fish that has been finely shredded, seasoned and colored pink. Haruka thinks it’s cherry blossoms because of its name containing “Sakura (cherry blossoms)”
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Welcome to the MetalSandwich Movie Event! I hope everyone will have a good time and make new friends as we create or appreciate the cool stuff that comes out of this event!
Tag for the event is #MetalSandwichMovies24
After a movie night with some friends on discord where we watched The Lost Boys, the idea came about to me to have a Week, seven days with a prompt for each day, with the date and prompts announced months in advance so everyone has time to make something for it!
We held the event and so many of you participated and had a lovely time, I knew I wanted to keep it up!
The last event was for movies from pre-2000, but so many of you were interested in a post-2000s event, we're having one! And this time it's not one but TWO weeks!
The prompts for it will be focused on movies from the 2000s, 2010s, 2020s! After an interest check and vote, the date decided was June 9th-22nd!
Remember, even if you can't participate, you can still join in by showing others your love and support! You could even join the discord to hang out or have a movie night!
Tag for the event is #MetalSandwichMovies24!
The Official Prompts!
June 9th - Musical Movie Day
June 10th - Animated Movie Day
June 11th - Sci-Fi Movie Day
June 12th - Fantasy Movie Day
June 13th - Action Movie Day
June 14th - Adventure Movie Day
June 15th - Romance Movie Day
June 16th - Historical Movie Day
June 17th - Horror Movie Day
June 18th - Creature Feature Movie Day
June 19th - Free Genre Movie Day
June 20th - Iconic Movie Day (EX: The Matrix, Mean Girls, LotR, Legally Blonde, Pirates of the Caribbean, Jennifer's Body)
June 21st - Cult Classic Movie Day
June 22nd - Final Day to Post
Read more for Rules & FAQs
What is accepted for the event?
Anything! Fan fiction, fan art, photo edits, moodboards, fan videos, playlists, cosplays, you name it! Just let your creativity go!
Is there a minimum word count or something similar for other projects?
Not at all! Go wild, write drabbles, do anything!
I will ask that any videos include captioning and images include alt text to be considerate towards our friends with hearing and auditory processing difficulties!
How strict do we have to stick to the prompts?
Good question! With the variety and freedom of the prompts I hope you'll have plenty of wiggle room. And maybe you don't feel any movie au in particular but still want to participate? Maybe the boys just have a movie night watching a movie of your choice or they're actors! Who knows, you do! ;) I just want everyone to have fun. If you'd like any movie suggestions, let us know and we'll make a post!
What kind of ratings and content are allowed?
This is an explicit, kink, and Dead Dove friendly event as we are dealing with many kinds of movies, including horror! Just make sure to tag appropriately. If you're unsure and need help with tagging, reach out via DM and we'll give our best suggestions.
I might run a little late in posting? Is that okay?
Life happens and it sucks! The dates are good for organization and giving everyone a clear schedule to try to keep to. But anything made specifically for this event will be accepted as long as it is posted sometime in June or early July. Otherwise, there's always next year!
I'd like to chat, maybe share ideas, or just show love for our favorite guys! Is there a discord?
Yes! It's 18+ and you can join us here!
Cool! Is there a Twitter?
Also yes! Give us a follow and share!
If you have any other questions, don't hesitate to drop an ask! ❤
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SJM Villain Week Rules/FAQ
Welcome to SJM Villain Week taking place on the 1st - 7th of October to kick off the scariest month of the year.
In order to inspire creativity within the fandom, we are running a prompt submission form to collect your ideas for what the prompts should be for the event! Each day will have two prompts, as well as a free day on the seventh.
When the submission is opened, it will be linked here!
Click the read more to see the rules and FAQ for this event week!
To help this event run smoothly, here are the rules to follow-
This event is about the big bad guys of the SJM universe, but that does not mean that hate will be accepted. Remember to be kind and respectful to everyone joining in on this event. Any kind of hate mail sent will be deleted and the user will be blocked, no questions asked.
Projection of harmful stereotypes will not be welcome. Any kind of portrayal of the villains is welcome, as long as everything is kept respectful, and it is clear that certain kinds of behavior are not justified.
All relationships and interpretations of sexualities are welcome! So long as your villain of choice is at the forefront of your content. No shipbashing is welcome. You are also of course welcome to create general and non-ship content!
No A.I content is permitted and therefore will not be reblogged.
NSFW and mature content is allowed, so long as everything is appropriately tagged. That means on Tumblr, their guidelines for NSFW images are followed, and on AO3, or other posting platforms, the work is sufficiently tagged and rated according to that sites rules.
As we are dealing with the villains of the story, it needs to be clear, graphic depictions of SA will not be reblogged.
Whilst we all have different headcanons, and interpretations of characters, these are some characters that are not villains, and content centering around them will not be reblogged or otherwise featured during this event-
Tamlin
Eris Vanserra
Rhysand
Amren
Bone Carver, Weaver, Bryaxis
Cormac
FAQ-
How do I participate in this event?
Any kinds of participation are welcome! Whether that be headcanons, fanart, fanfiction, moodboards, playlists, edits, or anything else you come up with! Remember, any A.I content will not be reblogged.
Who is running this event?
This week-long event is being hosted by @hieragalbatorixdottir, @achaotichuman and @readychilledwine
What if I have a question about the event?
If you have any questions, please feel free to send an ask to the event account! We would love to hear all of your questions, headcanons, or any content you wish to share with us! If you want your ask to be answered privately please state that in the ask, otherwise all asks sent in will be published.
And please remember to not send any asks regarding the event account to our moderators. Please send them through the ask box of this account.
Do I have to stick to the prompts?
The prompts are there to help inspire creativity, that being said you do not have to stick to them. There will be two prompts for each day, you can use both, just one, or none at all! Whatever inspires you to create work! There will also be a free day where you can go utterly nuts and write whatever you want featuring our villains!
What can I do for SJM Villain Week if I am not a creator?
Any kind of interaction with the creators' making content is the best way to support them and encourage them leading up and during the event week! Consider liking, commenting and reblogging the content you see! This is the best way to let the creators know their content is appreciated.
Up to and during the event, we will be reblogging and sharing content made for our villains. If you have seen or have created works for our villains don't hesitate to share with us so we can reblog it!
Without further ado, welcome to SJM Villain Week, where lies, secrets and evil abounds. We’ll see you in October.
#sjmvillainweek#sjmvillainweek2024#acotar#crescent city#tog#throne of glass#a court of thorns and roses#hosab#hofas#cc hofas#cc hosab#acomaf#acowar#acosf#the assassin's blade#crown of midnight#heir of fire#queen of shadows#empire of storms#tower of dawn#kingdom of ash
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soo i’m writing a marcmarc fanfiction and Im going to make it multi chapter, it’s going to explore a bit Bez’s internalised homophobia and his path towards the light (fucking with Marc)
and i’m going to upload it both here and on Ao3, if you like it i’d love for you to leave kudos, no pressure tho obv <3
I took a bit of inspiration by @anitalianfrie and some ideas from @yeastinfectionvale because the two of you are the most dangerous marcmarc psychosexual supporters I relate with
Below you can find the fic, if u enjoy reading on Tumblr more than on Ao3❤️
2024 pre-season
It was cold, but still, Marco was sitting outside the ranch, it was around 3 in the morning he supposed, thoughts clouded by the joint he was still finishing up.
He was trying to reflect on something that had been seriously affecting his life lately, or rather much someone.
Marc Marquez.
Since he had signed with Gresini the Spaniard just seemed to continuously pop up into his life, whether it was on track or not, like last week for example, he was out with a group of his friends and who did he meet at the club he went to? Marc Marquez, drinking with a guy he thought was a friend of the man, but the more he thought about it, the more he remembered strange details, like a hand lingering a bit too much or a few glances casted in a very lustful way.
He archived the memory as a made up one, a result of the not so little amount of alcohol he consumed that night.
Plus, Marc had a girlfriend, and even if he didn't, everyone on the grid was straight.
All the jokes, flirty ones even, were always platonic and between friends, he did that too with Pecco, and it wasn’t like he was…gay.
He had had a girlfriend until a few weeks prior, when she decided it would’ve been a good idea to cheat on him and dump him via text of all things.
The joint was coming to an end, and with it all his will to stay outside and freeze, looking for a warm blanket and a snack instead.
Memories grew along with his hunger, and the frames of his mind ran back to the night he saw Marquez at the club.
Shirt buttoned just halfway, a silver necklace adorning his neck and bouncing slightly every time he moved.
His smile, a painfully magnetic one, drawing people to him like moths to a flame, like his eyes, profound and deep.
But what Bez remembered the best were his shoulders.
Broad, muscled, tanned and glowing with sweat, moving up and down rhythmically when he laughed.
If he focused enough, he could remember peeking the outline of one of Marc’s scars from the hem of his shirt, and something similar to a hickey on the juncture between his neck and shoulder, sinfully on display.
Fuck, why did he remember those things? He was pretty sure that a blonde flirted with him that night, he was sure she was hot even, but he couldn’t remember a single detail from her, just from that small fucking bastard
As his mind stopped wandering Bez realized he was back into his room, an half finished protein bar in hand and an obviously painful bulge in his pants.
Fuckfuckfuckfuck how did that happen? was it the blonde? it couldn’t have been Marquez, could it?
The answer came when his dick twitched at the mention of Marc’s name.
cazzo
He was conflicted: should he let it go away on its own or act on it? because he knew the moment he would’ve touched himself thinking of his rival it would’ve been over for him.
Seeing him in the paddock, on insta or at one of the clubs would’ve meant remembering this.
No no no he hated Marquez, this was just the smoke speaking for him, he always got a bit horny after smoking, it wasn’t different from other times.
Except it was. It was so much different, this longing he felt for the older guy, the need he had to just lick his lips and bite down on those delicious looking shoulders, grabbing his neck and crushing their lips together.
Bez also remembered the cologne he was wearing; it smelled like woods and fresh, he didn’t know much about perfumes but that was surely a smell he wasn’t going to forget it easily.
“Maybe it’s not that bad. Just once, one time and then I’ll forget about him”
he thought while sliding into bed and slowly slipping his hand into his pants.
It was embarrassing how quickly he became vocal about it, softly of course because he didn’t want the other guys or worst, Vale, to hear him moan out Marc Marquez’s name and finding him like that.
He stroked his cock with growing speed, twisting his wrist when he came close to the tip, gritting his teeth and grabbing the sheets with his free hand.
“Marc-“ a suffocated plea leaving the boy's mouth, but remaining painfully present in his room, floating around as a curse.
The more he thought about the Spaniard the harder he got, he wanted more more more.
He wanted Marc, in all his stupid perfection, he wanted him to choke on his cock, or bouncing on it, he wanted Marc to be as desperate for him as Bez was for the man.
“Si si si” a trail of words left the boy’s mouth to get lost into the silent and cold night in Tavullia, alongside with Marco’s orgasm, which hit him hard and fast, ropes of white liquid staining his abdomen and part of the sheets.
He went to the bathroom to wash his hands and getting cleaned up, being extra careful not to wake anyone up.
He looked at himself in the mirror, cheeks red, puffy lips and glassy eyes, pupils still blown wide from the smoke and the excitement of the recent jerk off session.
He knows he will have to face what he just did, because what if it wasn’t just Marc? What if it was men in general? Could have he been bisexual? To be fair he was a bit scared to know, what if Vale or one of the guys found it disgusting? what if his family did?
Could’ve he kept that secret for long?
He doesn’t think so, honestly he’s scared of loosing both families at once for something like that.
No no, he ultimately decided.
If he understands he likes guys he’s going to keep it for himself.
It’s going to be better for everyone that way
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“It would be good if Changkyunie did everything he wanted to... That’s how I feel.”
🌙 MIDNIGHT IDOL 220207
#im changkyun#yoo kihyun#kihyun#changkyun#monsta x#mx7net#midnight idol#mine: gif#mx.meg#not to project or claim to know anything about their interpersonal relationships within the group but i'd LIKE to think +#that while changkyun very much made this decision for himself he did so knowing that he had the full support of people who love him#i know middol isn't very accessible and it's rare to find subs (and not everyone has a korean mom who can confirm their translations LOL)#but i really wish it was subbed because i think you really get to know both of them in a way that you don't normally!#anyway this clip was circulating around twt and i was like wait i know what episode that's from LOL and i scurried over to naver#also it was funny after this moment because shortly after they were like... wow the vibe got SERIOUS in here a;lkdsfjaldskjf#sigh i love them they occupy such a place in my heart#usermowah#usergyukai#marieblr#wabisarah#marekwan
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me when season five airs and The Big Reveals are mike's sexuality and will's love for mike bc mike has always known he's loved will but he hasn't always been comfortable with his sexuality and will has always known what he is but he didn't always know that what he felt for mike was that kind of love until it was already too late and thus the source of his pain has been jealousy + unrequited love
#mike said 'it's not my fault you don't like girls' and 'did you think /i/ would never get a girlfriend?' and joyce said she was so proud of#will's rainbow rocket ship and jonathan told will he'd always love him no matter what and to please talk to him if he needs to and the#party has always heard what people call will and loved him anyway no matter what and will has generally always had people in his corner#to support him that have literally endangered themselves and almost died for him and some people STILLLLLL think that HIS plot is abt#/focused on coming out n being generally accepted for being gay. like we didn't see that his entire s4 plot was abt his feelings for mike#specifically not his feelings for men in general.#UNLIKE MIKE who was fiercely devoted to will from the get-go but suddenly pushed him away n projected his internalized homophobia#and shame bestowed upon him by society onto will who wasn't even fucking talking about THAT thank u very much and who has been#battling being a freak loser (aka himself) vs conforming to what everyone else wants him to be (wearing mommy's clothes; impressing#other people by getting not just a girlfriend but a SUPERHERO girlfriend) and who in the season where he says he doesn't want to be#popular and where the person he looks up to talks abt nonconformity and mentions sodomy in relation 2 dnd etc etc they make HIS plot#focus on how he CAN'T SAY I LOVE YOU TO HIS GIRLFRIEND IN A ROMANTIC CONTEXT until HIS BEST FRIEND confesses his feelings#and it moves him enough to then make him say it to el when his bestie tells him to. like. literally how much more clear does it need 2 be#MIKE is the one that has BEEENNNNN vying for acceptance and self-worth and battling shame#WILL has been the one that has Known what he is and suffered bc he thought mike was that too n obviously felt hurt by mike replacing him#with el n ignoring him altogether aka 'you're destroying everything and for what? so you can swap spit with some stupid girl?'#like am i the weird one or does mike's 3984093 weird projecting statements after s2 vs will being jealous of el not make this super clear#will HAS ALWAYS HAD ppl to accept him n love him for who he is. the party + his family are right there for him to go home to after being#bullied. it's scary and a part of his story yes undoubtedly but it is not The High Point. and mike has always been crazy for will but#that doesn't mean he's accepted it or thinks others will accept it.#but anyway. im normal i did not write an entire essay in the tags bc i am normal
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giving all my friends the biggest forehead kisses ever for the kind tags y'all have left on my deacon/iris valentine's day piece 🥺
#it really really means a lot to me I wish I could put it into words better#it's also been such a much needed mood boost#so genuinely thank you to everyone who is always so kind and supportive#and to those I talk to often who are always so unbelievably wonderful#y'all really do mean the world to me and I hope I'm able to show that love and kindness in return#💖💕💖💕💖#rambling#but also I prob won't talk often abt deacon/iris dynamics on main lmao#their complicated besties relationship and story is very important to me but also I get weird sharing stuff#sometimes I just need creative projects for myself and a few close friends
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im never not thinking abt the hsy -> yjh -> kdj (oblivious) transgender pipeline. extended this also looks like hsy -> yjh -> kdj (oblivious) -> jhy -> kdj (POINTEDLY IGNORING). btw
#giving kdj my transgender coming out in which i was like well im probably trans but. idc#and then my best friend came out as trans and i was like#well alright. i might as well i suppose#(<- comes out at the slightest provocation and acts like this is normal confusing everyone around me by how out of the blue this is)#you ask kdj her pronouns and she says “ah i dont mind... call me whatever” (<- minds way more about being a bother by enforcing this)#but if you misgender her kdjs company decends upon you like seagulls on a hot chip (<- projecting)#kdj is trans To Me in a projection way but its like. way less rooted in canon than yjh who just like. is fundamentally trans#in a way that is heavily supported by the text if you want to read it that way#whereas kdj trans relies on jhy trans (canon) + yjh trans (very supported) + hsy trans (mostly unsupported but i love her) + projection#so u know. where yjh Is Trans to me kdj Probably Could Be Trans.#anyway. transgenderism the world. i love you. good night#elliot lore#orv spoilers
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Going to bed now but by the way, happy strawberry supermoon night!!!!! 🍓❤️ I’m just imagining all of the GE characters hanging out by the campfire and stargaze together admiring the endless stars with the strawberry supermoon!!! 🥺🥰
#OUT OF CHARACTER.#[ also everyone say thank you to the moon she as a supermoon is literally the reason why I decided to make the multimuse blog ]#[ so soon already shfjdJjfjgjsJDJGJD ]#[ genuinely the second best choice to ever make on this hell site— first is making and writing [ redacted ] of course ]#[ but having a whole multimuse blog based on my whole project with a small circle of good friends!?!?!? I love it here so much ]#[ thank you everyone so much for making me ( along with my other alters ) still feel so validated and supported on here truly ]#[ I feel so much better on here getting to gush about God Exits and its characters Properly and I know this universe is A Lot to handle ]#[ literally in so many ways I get it ]#[ but I extremely do appreciate those who still wants us around 🥺💖✨💖✨💖✨ thank you thank you <3 - M ]
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#i missed all of the discourse this morning but its still heavy on my mind#for someone to say that louis needs to do a certain thing in order to support or validate that queer community just really breaks my heart#im not going to get into it not being his responsibility or into his closet#but saying that completely invalidates all of the 'smaller' things he has done throughout the years that not only show his support for the#community but also shows he is proud of his own sexuality#i feel like some that weren't here at the time dont realize how big of a deal it was for louis to have a rainbow on his shirt at the time#it was huge for the gay fans it may seem like a small gesture to some but it was the opposite#even if he hadnt acknowledged a rainbow project or the flags during otb it was such an important thing to even happen#people wouldn't bring their flags to a show if they didn't feel safe and louis made everyone feel safe without even saying anything and i#feel like people ignore that#it's just so belittling to who louis is as a person when they say oh he needs to do this for the community because this other thing he did#wasn't enough#he didn't have to wear those rainbows when he was being painted as homophobic everyday#he didn't have to write and release otb that so so many queer people resonate with#even just pointing at a flag in the crowd or telling a fan thanks for the flag love he didn't have to do that stuff#but he still did and whether it was for himself or for his large gay fanbase its still so important#and if those gestures are too small for you or you think that he needs to do more to validate you i think that's more a fault of yourself#rather than a fault of louis#okay i just had to get my thoughts out I'm done#and to clarify i dont think any of these gestures are 'small' gestures i think they're all incredibly important#but some seem to believe they're not big enough
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can i apply for some kind of grant or something somewhere so i can get a proper ergonomic chair and table that actually fits me and my nonstop manspreading. can i get some kind of institution to cover the cost PLEASE
#i was using a really shitty mesh chair for a few months because my old one broke and it was what was around#it was like giving me mysterious hip pain because i literally can't stop manspreading you guys. i need to sit taking up so much space HJDSK#it was a chair that was made for someone with skinny legs who keeps them perfectly straight at all times. which is not me orz#so now im using a used teknion amicus i got for really cheap and its like#kinda working. its much better than my last chairs (staples chair that was comfy but i demolished it by sitting cross legged all the time)#(and old costco mesh chair that belonged to my mom but she had to stop using because it didnt agree with her scoliosis)#(and also i had to stop using because it didnt agree with my manspreading GFKHDSFESJKD)#but this chair absolutely has too small of a seat for me. even with the seat adjusted as far out as possible#i still have to tilt the back super far to sit comfortably. im like short. im 5 foot 4. how is this supposed to be for the average person#i know im not skinny but still man. where is the thigh support#sorry im terashits per gigafarting office chairs rn. luckily i do live i a place where like#ten bajillion startup companies are birthed and killed every second. so theres a lot of like new used office furniture around for cheap#you know. a friend once responded to me half jokingly dreaming about some expensive fabrication equipment (probably a scrollsaw) by telling#me in earnest about how she got a wood lathe by doing a project for the city and applying for a grant. and now every time i need to buy#anything ever i joke to myself i need to apply for a grant so the city can pay for it because im charming and everyone love me. but this#is a joke that im not sure hits outside of the fine arts and art history scene. so i keep it to myself HJFKDSHJds. but the city should pay#for me to get a new chair. because im charming and everyone love me. this is true and real
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it has to be said: the world is filled with leeches. leeching off your empathy, your energy, your work. I'm so tired and burned out by these people and i have absolutely zero empathy left for them. I'm tired of the fucking disrespect and I don't see it as a possibility for myself to help these people anymore. They don't make a single step towards bettering themselves, working on shit, and just simply not being horrible people that drag down others. At this point I will let these people fall flat on their faces. I'm not getting exploited by someone who doesn't think about my well-being and doesn't talk to me unless they want something. I know I give off the impression that I'm capable and that I have my shit together, but that doesn't mean that I'm willing to take on someone else's load.
#it makes me so mad when people profit off of my work without moving a single finger. Like oh you never talk to me but suddenly I'm good#enough to send you my notes? Good enough to do all the work on a school project?#I have no problem helping a friend or someone that I can see is struggling or trying their best. But oftentimes people are just plain lazy.#Like do yall think i wanna do all this shit??? i dont!!! but i have to do it so i do it. Eat my entire ass#oh and don't get me started on the people who cry about their problems to you and expect endless empathy advice and unconditional love.#then as soon as I need support then that same energy isn't returned. Funny how that works. god my ex was a piece of shit#lmao I'm real mad tonight but everyone has been getting on my fucking nerves lately#⚰️
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Lucifer Morningstar X Fallen Exorcist Reader
Ever since his split from Lilith Lucifer has been a reck feeling like no one can love him, need him, or understand him again
You have been an exorcist for a couple of thousand years now being one of the best exorcists Heaven could ever ask for
But deep down you always felt bad for those you had killed feeling like yes Hell is for those who have done wrong but what about those who did the wrong things for the right reasons
So on the next extermination day you tried to run away from it all but when Adam found out he took it upon himself to kill you
You were able to get away before Adam could finish you off but nothing could prepare you for meeting Lucifer himself
For some reason Lucifer took you in and helped you out and yes you did come out to him about you being a “fallen angel” and your ideals on heaven, earth, and hell
Lucifer just sat there and listened and for the first time since Lilith someone understood him
Now at first you two became roommates in a way, mostly helping him out with his work, giving him duck ideas, being his bodyguard and secretary, and you did try to push him into talking to Charlie more but you understood on why he couldn’t do it himself
You did face palm as when he called her all he did was tell her to have that meeting with Adam, at least it’s a start
Charlie dose know of you but saw you more as her fathers secretary or his best friend, like an aunt, she is happy how you think there is a way to get sinners in to heaven and how you told her if she ever needs help or to talk to someone you are just quick call
Lilith dose know of you and you may have never seen her face to face she is happy someone is keeping her ex happy
Now if you ever get together it would be the best for the both of you cause I’m sure you would want to confess first but with the thoughts of you killing his people and Lilith, it just made you hesitant but with a simple duck jester (making a duck quack an “I love you”) Lucifer confessed his feelings to you
Charlie I think would be happy for her dad to have found someone and yes at first she did see you as her aunt but she is happy to call you her step parent sand she isn’t afraid of telling everyone that either
That’s one of the major reason on why Lucifer likes you, his daughter loves you like a parental figure
This Lucifer is just a sad boy so if you just sit there and cuddle him he would love you forever and if add words of praise he is just melting
Definitely will vent to you cause he is that comfortable around you and he is happy that you feel the same way when you vent
You always support his duck creations and yes late nights would consist of you two role playing with the ducks, when you two started dating he made three duck versions of you, him, and Charlie all matching clothes sitting next to each other, this man had a whole collection of duck versions of you and he was embarrassed when you found out but you called it cute
When extermination day hits he could see how tense you get and when you told him on what happened before he found you he couldn’t help but hate Adam more and so every Extermination day Lucifer would hold your hand and comfort you may even play a little music and it just grew more loving when you two started dating
You do help out with Lu Lu World as it’s one of Lucifer’s passion projects and no one could believe how upset you were when Mammon created Loo Loo land, you almost put your exterminator skills to use but Lucifer stopped you and let Mammon have his way cause he didn’t want to argue with Mammon so you just had to let it go
You both do play music together as when you were both angels all you did was play music, duets and you can’t tell me you, Lucifer, and Charlie didn’t sing together once
You remember seeing Lucifer’s wings for the first time and how amazed you were as you kept complementing him and that just made his face all red and what made you stop was when he commented o how your wings could have been more pretty then his, you just smile at him
Now here you two have more of a bodyguard/ secretary and famous person kind of relationship even though he may not need it he likes keeping you around and that just help made his feelings grow for you
#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel headcanon#hazbin hotel imagines#hazbin hotel imagine#hazbin hotel lucifer#hazbin hotel episode 5#lucifer morningstar#hazbin hotel Lucifer Morningstar#hazbin hotel x female reader#hazbin hotel x fem reader#hazbin hotel Lucifer x reader#lucifer magne#lucifer x reader#exterminator reader#helluva boss#helluva boss x reader#hazbin hotel Lucifer Morningstar x reader#fallen exorcist au#female reader
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𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝 | satoru gojō
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Is it possible to wish to be in the embrace of someone who makes you want to throw them off a cliff? You seem to think so, and the same goes for Gojo. But alas, good things always come to an end, even when not meant to be...
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: Gojo x fem/afab! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - modern + college AU - frenemies to lovers + mutual pining - Gojo and reader are at least age 20 - implied fwb relationship - catching/awakening feelings - oral (m! receiving) - ball massaging + sucking - sex in a shared room; college dorms (alone) - cowgirl position on a chair - breast fondling + sucking + nipple play - protected sex (psa: wrap it up, or get tf up) - pet names (baby, cutie, pretty, princess) - heavy depiction of a blowjob - cameos: Haibara and Ijichi - fluff + angst; misunderstandings - humor bc i'm [not] funny.
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“If you’re not gonna help, then leave my dorm!”
“Ehhhh, hell no! It’s cold as fuck outside; you want me to freeze to death?”
“They’re…still going at it.”
“Yeah…give it a minute, and we’ll just go to the library without them?”
It’s coming down to the last week of January; university students are finally settling in with their new schedules and getting used to the groove of the spring semester. Or some run around trying to keep up with the new semesters and the change of weather already getting on people’s nerves, wanting nothing more than spring to come quickly.
Three weeks in, and you already have stuff to do, one of them being an argumentative presentation assigned by Professor Yaga in your Contemporary Issues class. You and three other people are tasked to find sources for a topic issue you find interesting and then present a discussion-based presentation on two sides of the topic (two people in favor and two people against).
Unfortunately, the groups were to be randomly assigned. Luckily, two friends you knew in the class, Haibara and Ijichi, were picked to work alongside you! However, the bad part was that another person you knew was assigned to work with you, and he happens to be the guy getting on your last nerves right now, sitting on your couch while clicking through the television channels with the remote.
Your roommates weren’t home today. The club fair was occurring at the quad, so Mei Mei and Utahime had to go out and represent their clubs for the afternoon. Shoko is having an intense study session with Geto for an exam on the first of February, so they’re at the library now.
That leaves you alone at your dorm, using this as a perfect opportunity to invite your group over to work on the project.
“You can freeze your nuts off and become the next Jack Frost for all I care; if you’re not going to do your part of the work, get out!”
Well, minus you yelling at your partner, who clicks his teeth before turning to you. His round sunglasses shone from the light reflected from the living room windows.
Satoru Gojo was your number one nemesis within these campus grounds; this was a known fact to everyone, especially the other group members who nervously examined you two bicker. Being in the same space as him is enough to make you wish you could pull your hair out or put him in the nastiest headlock you could do. Worse, being assigned to the same group as him for your project almost made you want to rip your ears off.
But you had to suck it up; at least you were the first group to start a presentation. Better now than worry about it later, right?
“Pssh, fine, I’ll get up and—Oh! Wait, you guys have Digimon on Hulu? Ahhh, sick!”
Nevertheless, you can’t say that when your supposed partner acts like a child glued to your TV screen instead of doing the work he promised to do. You grit your teeth with a twitching brow, “Why you…”
Across from the common area was the kitchen, where Haibara and Ijichi sat at the dining table. The two sophomores could do nothing but feel the tension between you and Gojo grow with every passing second, suffocating the younger duo. Haibara eyes Ijichi from across the table and whispers, “Wanna make a run for it now?”
The black-haired second-year didn’t reply, only a hurried nod before the two grabbed their coats and stuffed their laptops back into their backpacks. The sound of their zippers alerts your ears, turning to them to question, “Huh? Where are you two going?”
Haibara takes it upon himself to deliver a half-lie as he zips up his jacket. “On second thought, Ijichi and I are thinking of taking the shuttle to the library to work instead.”
Huh? The library? Were they leaving because of the belligerence between you and Gojo? God, you hoped not. “Wait, you guys don’t have to do that. I already made you guys walk all this way here; it’d be rough to have you leave for somewhere else…”
Ijichi comes with the assist after putting the sling of his messenger bag around his shoulder. “It’s okay, Y/n. We found material from the library we could use as sources, so we’re heading up there to take some notes while they’re there.”
“Yup!” Haibara exclaims in agreement, and the two walk past you to put on their shoes by the front door. “Maybe you guys can find sources of your own while we’re gone, and then we can converse and share what we found when we come back. Sounds good?”
“I suppose so…” you couldn’t shake the feeling that they were leaving to avoid being in the same room as you and Gojo. The guilt is hard to endure since you didn’t mean to make the younger boys uncomfortable. “See you guys, then.”
“Cya!” And with that, the door closes on their way out, leaving you and Gojo alone in your apartment.
Well, this is just great; you’ve driven your group members and friends away and are now stuck with the nuisance of a partner who still keeps his attention on the television. It takes everything in your power not to pop a vein. But with one calm breath, you steady yourself and stand tall.
You walk in front of the TV, blocking it from Gojo’s view. The white-haired boy throws his hands up in exasperation, but you couldn’t care less. “What’s the big idea?” He questions you as if he has a right to at this moment.
You cross your arms across your chest with narrow eyes. “Haibara and Ijichi just left.”
“Uhh, yeah, I heard the door,” he maneuvers his body to try and see the children’s show blocked by your figure. “Doesn’t have to do with me—“
“It does have to do with you.” You interrupt him, taking two steps and bending to stare him down. Your face is a foot away from his. “You’re supposed to be here to work with Haibara on the ’no’ part of the argument while me and Ijichi do our part. You’ve only been here for thirty minutes, and the only thing you’ve done successfully is take off your shoes at the door and read your manga books on the couch.
Gojo chuckles – oh, how you hated his laugh – as he puts his hands behind his head, spreading his long legs from their crossed form. “You heard them, no? They’re going to research on their own and then come back. Besides, you know I’m not one to start stuff right away. I’m a procrastinator, remember?”
“You’re annoying; that’s what you are.” You straighten up with a heavy sigh. God, I wish Utahime and Shoko were here. They’d help me out with this white garbage…
“Ahhh, lighten up, Y/n. It’s not like the presentation is on Monday; we got until Friday to come up with everything.”
“Yeah, I’m aware of that, smartass. And you’re right: I do know you. And I know you tend to do things at the last fucking minute. But not this time!” You watch him try to put his feet up on the coffee table, and you quickly intervene by kicking them off.
“Tch. Look, you knew what you were getting into being partnered with me. And relax; those two said they’ll be back to discuss the material later. They already left – nothing I can do about it.”
Your hands rest at your hips, tapping your foot with visible frustration. “Oh? And I wonder why they left in the first place, Gojo. Mind telling me how?”
He quirks up a brow with a smug grin — a telling sign that you’d get ticked off with whatever he’s about to say. “I don’t know, Y/n. Why not ask the nagging control freak talking to me right now, huh? Maybe their short height and angry temper are affecting the mood of those around them to be miserable like them.”
You almost did it — your hands nearly gave into your intrusive thoughts and were about to lunge at the snow-haired guy’s neck to wring around like a rag doll. But you played it off with a clap, rubbing the palms together to distract your temporary violent thoughts.
You sucked your teeth and turned on your heel. “Forget it. I’m gonna go take a nap.”
He scoffs, “Good, maybe your tiny brain needs it to calm down.”
“Choke and die, Gojo!” You say down the hall, already at the door of your shared bedroom. Before slamming the door shut, Gojo’s patronizing laughter can be heard to your dismay. With gritted teeth, you march to your bed to throw yourself on the mattress.
“Ughhh. That Satoru Gojo,” you curse his name under your breath as if he’d hear you through the walls. “So unserious…”
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To be quite honest with himself, Gojo doesn’t necessarily hate you.
The white-haired boy lies on his side on Utahime’s bed, watching you nap. He did knock on the door – believe him, he did. He even gave you the good old ten-second rule, waiting for your response. But then you didn’t, which gave him the initiative to waltz in and see you in your slumber.
You slept so peacefully; your face at peace, and your faint snores were the only things his ears picked up on. It was as if your little nagging show from earlier was hard to comprehend when seeing your tranquil state in front of him. It used to be rare to see you like this. Keywords: used to be.
For the past two to three weeks, your relationship with Gojo has become more…intimate. Ever since he took your first kiss and drew your virgin curtains, the two of you have gotten a little closer than before — both platonically and physically. Something that Gojo never thought he’d experience with you, his tiny, cute frenemy.
Gojo has known you since freshman year; you were two in the same enrichment group to prepare you to transition into college life. Personally, he wasn’t much for the program; he found it a waste of time, a mandatory prerequisite that he felt he didn’t need. He’s all about experience, wanting nothing more than to get on with his day, go to classes, hang with friends, and repeat.
“Hello, my name is Y/n. It’s nice to meet you all!”
And then came you, the person sitting across from him at the round table your group would always meet at. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t enamored by you the second he saw you. Gojo rarely finds someone who could easily pull his eyes to them — not saying the girls who’d usually crowd and admire him weren’t pretty. There was something about you that kept him wanting to know more – to engage more – about you.
One thing he knew from you was that you carried your character with pride. Your achievements, your personality, your kindness, and your mannerisms — all of which were displayed elegantly and were a breath of fresh air to look at. You stood out to him more than all the other kids in the group, his eyes always finding a way to steer from the professor’s advice to your alluring, listening face.
Another thing Gojo liked about you was that you weren’t afraid to stand your ground, especially when discussing with your peers or him. Sure, you were always respectful and would respect other people’s arguments. But, God, the way you said things so constructed and nuanced, it had the tall other glued to you whenever you spoke.
He’s not going to lie; he’ll admit that he’d try to tick you off and get you to get a little angry with him when it came to arguing. He couldn’t help it. He just liked the thought of you layering out of your poised appearance to the point you’d glare at him whenever you saw him in the halls. And it had him giddy knowing he’s the one that made you angry because you looked cute.
And that was the other thing he really liked about you. The more you two interacted, argued, hung out with his friends, or attended classes together, the more Gojo’s fascination for you turned into that of a school-boy crush. He wouldn’t admit to anyone of this (minus Geto and Shoko if his life depended on it) because it certainly wasn’t something to be known. He was okay with what you two had right now, being the friend who loves to push your buttons to see you nag at him.
That was until you two started sleeping together. Because holy fuck, the past weeks you two have been sneaking time to have each other’s bodies close made Gojo’s mind go crazy. So fucking crazy like the feeling of you on him is borderline addicting. Your whiny cries calling out to him when he scrapes your sweet spots, your nails scrape on his chest, your half-lidded eyes when you look at him, or how you whisper his name only for him to hear.
This was the kind of relationship you two brewed, a secret thing only between you two. And Gojo was satisfied keeping it like this because it was what you wanted. No need to flaunt it around; it was no one’s business. Besides, he likes having you to himself, seeing a side of you that only he could imagine and experience.
The sensations of your body under his touch, the various tunes of your voice, and the beauty exhibited in your gaze. It was all addicting. You were addicting.
“Who told you to lie on my roommate’s bed? You know she’ll kill you if she ever saw you.”
It was so addicting that he didn’t even notice you awake until you spoke to him, the erotic memories of you clouding his brain dissipating at the indication of your voice. He smirks, “Oh, I’ll be fine; not like she can hurt me with her tiny self.”
You’re too groggy to roll your eyes, sighing as you turn to your side to face him from across the room. “How long was I out for?”
“Almost an hour,” he replies, switching to sit criss-cross on Utahime’s bed. “I got bored watching TV and knocked.”
“How long have you been in here?”
“Maybe twenty minutes?”
“Just watching me sleep?”
“Yeah.”
You let out a scoff, shaking your head. “Weirdo.”
He snickers at you for recognizing his silliness. “Whaaat? There’s not much to do aside from looking at you. I got bored of the TV.”
“What about your manga?”
“Got bored of that, too.”
“Anyone on your socials that you’d wanna talk to? Girls? Friends? Your teammates?”
“Mmm, nah, none I’d wanna talk to right now.”
Your brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”
“Hmm?”
“What do you mean ‘right now’? You make it seem like I’m keeping you from interacting with your outside life. If you’re bored, talk with whoever you want. Maybe bother Geto…No, nevermind, he’d probably be annoyed since he’s studying.”
Gojo examines you, silently removing himself from your roommate’s bed and treading towards yours. He takes off his sunglasses and places them on top of your dresser before sitting on his knees on the floor. He rests his hands and chin on the edge of your bed, his sky-blue eyes locked in with yours. God, you were so beautiful to look at.
“I meant that I don’t want to talk to anybody.” Now that he’s closer to you, his voice dials to a whisper. “Not when I got you here to myself.”
He notices your brows drawing upward at the sentence. “To yourself?”
“Mhmm,” he hums, bringing a forefinger to trace your brow. A sensual touch not to startle you. “Just you and me.”
You give him a look as if you think he’s trying to pull something. “Don’t tell me you were making me mad at you earlier just so Haibara and Ijichi could leave, and I’d be stuck with you.”
His smile broadens with every word, his dimples out to see. “No, although I hate that I didn’t think of that myself.” His hand goes to your cheek for his thumb to stroke gently. “Would it have been a bad thing if I did?”
You don’t reply, only placing your hand on his. Your eyes are still on his blue orbs, and – you don’t know this because Gojo has the perfect view of you – the light from the window made them shine charmingly as it highlighted your face.
“No…I don’t think so,” you murmur, gaze gradually venturing down to his lips. “I like being around you…Satoru.”
He heard his name leave your lips, an invitation to what he wants to do, his eyes fixated on your lips before closing them and drawing in closer. “Me too…”
The kiss was soft and gentle like he always starts with, waiting for you to give him the okay to kiss you again. And when you meekly lick his bottom lip, he gives in to your request and claims your lips again.
Your moans were so sweet to his ears — his favorite thing to hear — especially when he becomes a little devilish and sucks on your tongue to make you whimper a little louder, turning him on even more. It serves as the perfect distraction for him to snake a hand into your shirt, his hand already making itself home and cupping your breast in your bra.
You break the kiss with a gasp, and massages to your mound make your breath shaky. “Mmmah…you sneaky pervert,” you name-call him sweetly.
“Can’t blame me; I just know that you like to have your tits played with.” Gojo sneers, tweaking your nipple to hear you gasp again. “Hey, remember you said you’d suck me off next time?”
“Huh?” The question threw you off before you could fall deeper into a euphoric haze.
“Don’t ‘huh’ me, you promised!” He whines to you like a hurt puppy. “After I ate you out for twenty minutes straight last time, can I just have your mouth on my dick once?”
“I never told you to eat me out for twenty minutes!”
“You crying and telling me not to stop said otherwise!” He stands his argument, even if you warn him with a glare. “Just suck it, please. I haven’t felt your mouth in a while.”
Oh, for fuck’s sake. You didn’t expect to deal with his childish tendencies, but it is Gojo we’re talking about. You sigh, “…Fine, Satoru.” And then the white-headed boy beamed at the confirmation, immediately standing up and heading to your desk. It was an abrupt change of pace for a second until he brought your desk chair out.
With glee, Gojo flings his jeans and boxers with ease, his half-hard cock out for you to see. He sits on your chair with spread legs, “I’m ready~.”
You roll your eyes, yet the smile on your face sneaks without you knowing while leaving your bed and crouching between his legs. “You’re such a big baby sometimes…”
Your hand finds its way to the body of his dick, gliding it up and down to feel the veins under your palm and fingertips. Gojo hums to your cold fingers, hitching his breath when you tease him with a blow of air.
Your free hand comes to his balls, massaging his testicles in a way that has his leg jerk. He tries to fight it, but the squirm on his legs says otherwise. “Hahhh, fuck…quit it…”
“Hmm? What, you don’t like it when I tease you?” You peer up at him with a smug grin before using your tongue to lick on the glans slowly, and he covers his mouth before a gasp comes out after lapping on his frenulum. “But when you do it to me, it’s not a problem, huh?”
“Mmmph, shiit, Y/n—Ohhh…!” Another jolt of the hips after you lick and kiss one of his balls, teasing the skin with a kiss and tiny chews that would have him choke on his breath. “Jesus, fuck! Y/n, baby, you’re driving me crazy….Aishhh!!
“Oh, really?” God, you were such a fucking tease. But he fucking loved that so much. “What should I do?” You ask him before sucking on his balls again, and a hand comes to your shoulder to grip.
“Mmmm…Blow me off, princess,” shivers crawl up his spine as you place kisses from the base of his cock towards the tip. “Please, I wanna feel you…”
You giggle at his reply, finally taking in his cockhead to your pretty lips and sighing through your nose as you hollow your cheeks to take in more of him.
Gojo sighs at your licks and sucks on his girth, his erection becoming accommodated to your oral cavity wonderfully. You unhurriedly prompt yourself to take in more of him until your lips reach his pubes, your throat now full of him, and the warmness of your gummy walls makes him squirm more.
Bobbing your head at a moderate pace, you suck him off to that of a pleasurable cadence. You still use your hands to stroke him, Gojo melting to your touch even more. He throws his head back when you attack his tip again with the onslaught of licks and laps, the hand on his balls roughly kneading them jerks him to moan aloud.
Fuck, it feels so fucking good having you suck him off like this. How your tongue moved up and down on him was so dangerous, prompting him to place a hand on your head for support. As if that would help, you don’t show him mercy when you suck him harder and faster. The noises coming from your mouth sounded so erotic and pornographic, the heat on his face brewing out more.
“—Khhmm, fuck, man, I can’t…Ahhh! Y/n, I’m gonna cum if you keep licking it like that. Stop, st—Ahhaaa!!”
But like he said before – you’re a tease (if not worse than him). You remove Gojo’s dick from your mouth and throat at once, the groan he exerts fueling the fire in your body. You stand to withdraw your shirt, bra, and panties to the ground, knowing Gojo’s watching every move. “Don’t get mad at me; I know how much you wanna cum inside.”
You pull out the condom from the pocket of your skirt, placing the rubber on his cock after removing it from the wrapper. He couldn’t help but laugh, “Seems like you’re more of a pervert than me if you had that ready while those two were here earlier.”
“Shut up,” you playfully kiss him with a sneaky bite to his bottom lip. Then, you mount and align your cunt on his dick, the glans kissing your wet labia. “Hmmm, fuck…”
“Relax, cutie,” he kisses you on the cheek while his hands fondle your breasts.
You slowly descend your slit onto him, the tip of his cock pushing into the entrance of your vagina. A couple of exhales and inhales keep you steady when inserting him into you, not letting the pain distract you from the task at hand. And the both of you moan in unison when it makes it in, your hips leisurely coming down on him until your ass rests on his thighs.
You grind on him with the roll of your hips, evoking choked intakes of air from him as a hand goes to your ass with vigor. His face to your chest while the other hand plays with one mound. His lips found a nipple to pop into his mouth to suck on.
With a slow pace, you rock your hips onto him. Your legs bent for your feet to be on his knees, the chair solid enough to withstand you bouncing on Gojo’s dick with repetition.
“Hoohhh, ohhhh, mmmm,” your hums are expressed in tunes. The curve of his cock is so fucking good, scraping your insides with precision. You couldn’t help but increase the speed just a little bit.
Gojo keeps sucking on your nipple; the grazes of his teeth and pushing the bud up to the roof of his mouth only fuels more quivers to travel down your bouncing figure. Both of his hands now under your skirt to feel the flesh of your ass under his hungry grasp. He kneads your asscheeks with every thrust to your chasm, and your shrieks get louder by the second.
“—Mmmph! Shit, shit, you feel so good, pretty,” he finally lets go of your hardened nipple, burying his face to your chest. “So fucking good for me…fuhuuuucck!
You could feel your cunt contract around him; every graze to your sensitive spots prompted your walls to grip around him. He hisses, looking up to see your expression as you ride him out. Fuck, you looked so good on top of him like this. He’ll add this position to the list of things to do again with you.
You peer down to see that Gojo is staring at you, and you quickly bring a hand to cover his eyes. “—Ahhahhn, d-don’t look at me like that! Yer soo embarrassing…!”
He only chuckles at your shy demeanor, especially during this. But he humors you, not fighting your makeshift blind for him to see you wholly. He’s seen it all already — felt it all, too. And he could never get enough.
“Ooooh, Satoruuu—Nnaaahh!” He loves how you say his name, your hand traveling to his hair to grab in tuffs. “Oh, fuck, ‘toruuu, I’m gonna cummm…!”
“—Hnngh! Yeah, baby?” Oh, he knows. The way you’re grinding to and fro on his pelvis tells him so. “Go ahead, princess. Clench on me and ride it out.”
And with that, your hips go to an erratic pace that has the both of you holding for dear life. The squeeze of your inner walls clenching on him almost makes him choke on his spit, the nails of his fingertips forming crescents on your skin. And you scream at it, slamming your ass onto him as you both climb up to orgasm.
Within seconds, it hits the both of you like a train. This had to be Gojo’s favorite part of the entire thing, experiencing having your folds clamp and flutter around him as you cry for him. It took everything in his power not to come with you because he wants to have you on him a little longer. You just felt too good to let go — too addicted to your body to be done with one round.
When the contractions subside while your slurred howls get quieter, Gojo gives you a few minutes to let your body be free from the aftershocks. He knows your body is extra sensitive now, rubbing circles on your back and placing chaste kisses on your clavicle. You hum under his lips, letting the wave of your crescendo exude out from you quietly.
However, since you wanted to be such a tease, why not be a tease back? At least, that’s what Gojo thought before he threw your cunt another snap of the hips, his cock jabbing into your delicate walls that haven’t recovered yet. A sharp cry comes from your puffy lips, the hand covering Gojo’s eyes finally freeing him to see you.
He grins with hooded azure eyes, “Sorry, cutie, but I didn’t get to finish. Wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t get to have fun of my own, right?”
You chew on your lip with trenched brows before bringing your face to his. “Don’t you get carried away like last time, Satoru.”
“No promises, princess~” he sings to your ear before humming into your lips.
As mentioned before, Gojo doesn’t hate you — he just hates that he can’t fully express liking you.
But having you on top of him like this, in his embrace, is a nice change of pace he’ll happily get used to.
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“Okay, everyone, class dismissed! Thank you for your time, and see you all on Friday.”
Professor Naga closes up the last class for today, and the students all get up from the seats of their elevated rows to pack up and leave. The clock is ten minutes before seven o’clock, the winter darkness already claiming the sky with a sheet of night. Students are either famished and heading to the dining hall for food, going straight to their dorms or homes, or staying behind for last-minute conversations.
Gojo was one of the latter, deciding to stay behind to chat with the group for a bit. After packing his backpack and putting on his coat, he slings from the table to jump to the row below him, where you were talking with Haibara and Ijichi.
You watch his stunt, ready to lecture, “Jesus, Gojo, what’s all that for? You could’ve just walked around.”
“Ehhhh, why would I do that? That’s so lame.” He comes and bends close to you enough to slang his arm around your shoulders.
But you click your teeth and try to maneuver away from his tall figure. “You’re lame,” you mutter under your breath.
However, Gojo’s ears perked with furrowed brows. “What did you say?”
“You heard me, you lame white furby!” You repeat yourself with a huff and the snow-haired student gawks at your brazenness.
The two of you argue again; students passing by silently exit the class, others stand and watch, and Professor Yaga can only sigh at yet another altercation between you two.
However, it quickly dissipates when Haibara laughs from his seat. “You two, there’s never a dull moment.”
You and Gojo blink at the dark brunette before removing Gojo’s hand from your shoulders. “Hmph, it’s not like it’s my fault; he’s the one who starts it.”
“Oh, what could I possibly do to make Y/n so upset with me this time?” He pushes up his sunglasses, snickering at the scowl you send him.
Ichiji, being the passive second-year he is, meekly changes the topic from the row below you three. “On some brighter news, at least we did well on the presentation.”
“That’s right!” Haibara happily agrees with the statement, leaning against the chair with his hands behind his head. “Professor Yaga seemed really pleased with our arguments; I don’t think he intervened even once. Plus, he said many good things about how we handled the topic. Nice one, team!”
The raven-haired one hums at the other’s exclamation. “I think most of it goes to how Y/n and Gojo bounced off each other’s arguments. How you two pulled up examples from the articles yet remained dignified with your viewpoints was cool to witness. I even saw some students be engaged with the conversation, many amazed with how Y/n refuted Gojo’s arguments elegantly and respectfully.”
But most of all, what the two sophomores wanted to mention was that there was no yelling. To them, the professor, and all the students of this class, you and Gojo presented your presentation without a single tone of malice, no pointless teasing, no name-calling, nothing! It was a civil conversation between two opposing sides. To everyone’s surprise — and thankful stars — today was a success.
You chuckle nervously at the praise. “Oh, come on, you two, don’t let me and Gojo take all the credit. You guys did your part. Especially you, Ichiji; you were an exceptional help for my side and finding sources I could build off from.”
Gojo, on the other hand, rolls his eyes. “Psssh, don’t butter them up like that; without us, they would’ve failed this presentation big time. No offense.” He was forced to say that when you called him by his last name and hit him with your elbow.
None taken, the two younger friends say to themselves unbeknownst to each other.
The tall one continues, “Besides, you were the one who did most of the work. I slacked off until the last minute when you whipped me into shape.” Gojo brings his hand on top of your head for a pat. The action surprised you enough to flinch a bit. “Nice work like always, Y/n.”
Were the stars aligned differently, or did Gojo just compliment you? It certainly took you aback, especially the two others who silently kept their observation to themselves.
You could only look at his complacent look for a few seconds before you realized the warmth of your cheeks became stronger. Averting your eyes, you remove his hand from your head. “Thanks, Gojo…” you express gratitude. “You weren’t so bad yourself.”
A cheeky smile, his dimples prominent to blind you. “Awww, would you two look at that? They’re complimenting me, too~” Another bump to the chest has him cackling like a child, and you shake your head with rolled eyes.
The two younger students observe the scene before Haibara forcibly stretches and yawns to catch the two’s attention. “Man, I’m so hungry; I skipped lunch to prepare for this presentation. Me and Ijichi are gonna meet up with Nanami at the dining hall. You guys wanna come?”
You instantly beam at the proposal; who are you to refuse a dinner with your friends? “Sure! I’d love to…Oh! Wait, let me use the restroom and fill my water bottle.”
You rummage through your backpack for your water bottle before exiting the classroom. The boys watch you descend from row after row, and Gojo says, “Don’t take too long; I’ll convince them to leave without you.”
“Hmph, go ahead and try! They invited me; I don’t know who told you to invite yourself.” You stick your tongue out at him before opening and closing the door behind you.
Gojo watches you with a smile still plastered on his face for a few seconds before Ijichi makes a tiny cough to catch his attention, the sunglasses-wearing junior turning to look back down to the other two. He notes the albeit cheesy-smiling faces they harbor, and he lifts a brow. “The hell are you two smiling for?”
The raven-haired sophomore squeaks at the sudden firm tone, “N–Nothing!”
“Pfft, oh come on, Kiyo; let’s not act like we didn’t see what we just saw.”
Gojo catches the nuance of Haibara’s comment. “Saw what?”
“You’re over here talking about our faces, but you’re the one who’s smiling at Y/n as they leave the door?” The brunette sophomore sends a wink to his junior, whose face doesn’t change at the comment.
“And your point is?”
“Well, it seems — to me, at least — there might be something going on with you and Y/n?”
Gojo was prepared for that, opening his mouth to interject quickly. However, the dark-haired other beat him to the punch. “Now that you mention it, Gojo and Y/n have been kind of…stable? There's still the usual arguments, but those haven't happened as much since last week…”
“Right!?” Haibara points at Ijichi with exclamation, making the other second-year flinch. “For some reason, things seem to be a little quieter with the two of them now, not to mention them hanging out way more often. Everyone’s been talking about it; even Geto and Shoko asked if Gojo had done anything that made Y/n passive?”
“I asked Nanami about it on Monday; he thinks maybe Y/n finally knocked some sense into Gojo’s childish brain to have him be so civil to engage without yelling their head off.”
“Pffthaha, I wouldn’t go that far. Y/n did just kick him in the shin yesterday for scaring them from behind.”
“Ahh, yes, well, that was deserved.”
“You two realize I’m still standing right the fuck here, right?” No, they hadn’t because the two discerned the twitch of Gojo’s brow after conversing about the tall, white-haired boy.
“But it’s true!”
Another voice enters the set, making Gojo raise his head, and the other two turn to their left. It was some girl and her friend. Gojo knew of her; she sat next to him during class. Again, he knew of her, meaning she had no significance to his knowledge.
And yet, she speaks to the three boys. “You and Y/n have gotten a lot more close these past weeks compared to previous semesters—“
“Real close, too!” Their friend adds on from behind. “It’s as if you two are like a couple.”
“So…Are you two….a thing?”
Gojo could tell from a mile away what this was. Obviously, the first girl has a thing for him — he can see the anxiousness from the twiddle of her thumbs and avoidant eye contact. Although he wasn’t interested, he couldn’t even answer the question the way he wanted. What the hell could he say: that you two are in a secret relationship? He knows you’d have his grave ready before he could finish that confession.
And he can’t say the two of you are in any relationship either; it’s not what you would’ve told them. To everyone else, you and Gojo are friends who would preferably be caught dead rather than lying in bed together. So, might as well keep that facade up.
“Not that it’s any of your business,” he starts with the push of his sunglasses. “Y/n is a pretty good friend, and I’d like to keep it at that.”
Haibara and Ijichi turn from Gojo to look at each other and shrug. Before turning back, something caught their eye that caused the two sophomores’ skin to turn white.
Ijichi tries to prevent Gojo from speaking further. “G-Gojo—“
However, the tall one doesn’t listen. “I mean, sure, they got a nice personality and are independent…Kinda pretty, too, not gonna lie. But they’re not really my type. I mean, have you seen them? Just a little person who likes to find trivial stuff to yell at me over. Angry at the world around them, I’d say.“
“Go. Jo.” Haibara says the junior’s name through gritted teeth, bringing his hand up by his neck and drawing an imaginary horizontal line back and forth — a gesture for Gojo to not say anymore. But unfortunately, the sign wasn’t seen, and the words kept pouring out.
“And to be honest, can you imagine? Me and Y/n, a couple? Jesus Christ, that would be fucking exhausting to deal with, especially with someone so boring and too uncute like them. I’ve seen prettier, been with better. I feel sorry for the poor bastard who does end up with them—“
“SATORU GOJO!”
Now — that sudden burst of yell from a loud, masculine voice — that was what got Gojo’s attention. It’s what got the attention of everyone else in the room. The snow-haired student jerks to look at the professor standing at the front, the older man with a deep frown. “What?
The professor doesn’t answer him. Instead, he points to the left of him with his chin with a huff. With common sense, Gojo turns behind him to see where the older man points. And at that moment, he felt his very being drop to the soles of his feet. Haibara and Ijichi took a slow breath in unison at the immediate tension.
Behind him stood you, a lone figure holding their water bottle within three arm’s length away from the group. But that was sufficient enough for you to have heard everything said.
Breathing suddenly felt impossible for Gojo; his entire body was stiff under your gaze. His shades could hide his eyes, but he wasn’t sure it could shield the instant shame that slapped him across the face from you.
And that was another thing: the look you harbored was indecipherable — the true definition of disengagement. There were no widened eyes, quivering lips, or shaky hands. You stood plainly and looked as though you were detached from the entire situation. And that was what scared him the most.
This was strike one.
He dared not move when you began walking up, and your eyes then shifted to ignore his presence. “Hey, Yu,” the brunette straightened his posture at the use of the first name. “I think I’ll have to decline on that dinner offer. I’m a little tired and have a paper I need to work on…Maybe next time?”
“Uhh, yeah, sure, no problem.” He answers with a sweat.
Wait a second. Gojo tries to call for you, “Y/n—“
“Ijichi,” but you immediately shut him down and directed your attention to the other sophomore friend as you put on your coat and stuffed your water bottle back into your bag. “Be sure to submit the presentation template and sources to the course site before the end of the day, please.”
“U–Uhh, already done, Y/n.” He squeaks while reassuring.
Wait, please. The tall one tries again, “Wait, Y/n—“
“Good.” You sling your backpack on, refusing to look at the person trying to talk to you. “Well, I’ll be seeing you, then.” And with that, you turn on your heel and head down the row to leave.
No, wait, stop— “Y/n, wait!” This was strike two.
Gojo doesn’t hesitate to call out to you. At that moment, he follows you to the class steps where you were a row down left from the door. He grabs your hand without thinking, the size of your palm captured by his slender fingers. He knew it was a risky move, but he had to — he had to get you to talk with him right now, if not ever. Because the latter is something he isn’t ready for, something he didn’t think would be a possibility.
And yet, he will learn this lesson of being prepared for the impossible when you rapidly turn to him. Strike three.
SLAP!
Have you ever seen someone get smacked in the face so hard that their sunglasses come off? The remaining two girls who witnessed it know for sure now. Haibara and Ijichi won’t admit to it as they immediately turn to the other side of the room when they saw your hand move. But please believe they winced at the sound of the impact. The same goes for Professor Yaga, who was too stunned to speak, yet it was a valid outcome.
Gojo didn’t move a single limb, allowing the stinging feeling on his cheek to course through his facial muscles. His eyes were glued to the carpeted ground; he knew that’s where they were supposed to be. And you snatched your hand away from his grasp, leaving his fingers to suffer in forced loneliness.
“You…you think it’s all fun and games to say stuff like that when I turn my back for a few minutes, huh?” He can see your hand palpitate from his peripheral; the anger depicted alone was enough to interpret. And the tremble in your voice? It felt like an arrow to his being. “…Look at me.”
He’d be a fool to have you repeat yourself; he has lost that right to toy with you now. With a slow inhale, Gojo rotates his head at you, azure eyes tracking up your figure to your face. And when it lands at that destination, his heart is shot down.
Tears stream down vexed, watery eyes. Your brows furrowed, and your bottom lip chewed in a terrible attempt to stop it from quivering. The rise and fall of your shoulders as you moderate your breathing, trying so hard not to let your temper dwell into a deeper phase of ugly. It was bad enough you’re crying in public, in front of your peers, your teacher — and it was because of him.
“From this day forward,” you fight your sniffles to say your statement as clearly as possible. “Don’t you ever talk to me, Satoru Gojo. Enjoy your life without something as boring as me.”
And with that, you dismiss yourself from him and the class altogether, the room silent even after the slam of the door closed. No one says anything, too shocked from the event to utter a letter.
The silence aids the ringing in Gojo’s ears, his breathing still having trouble maintaining a balanced front. The cheek you slapped burned with pain; he’s sure the skin is as red as a cherry.
Oh, fuck.
He brings a hand to his face, his body fighting the trembling. The ringing in his ears worsens, along with the pounding in his head that beats like a drum. His eyes stuck to the ground below him, choosing to focus on something inanimate and not living.
Fuck, fuck, fuck—
All he could think of in this time and place was you. Memories flashing right before him, of you and only you. He can hear the way you say his name, both in vexation and in sweet tunes. Your smiles, your frowns, your huffs, your whispers. When your eyebrows scrunch whenever you express worry for him, how you’re never afraid to stand up against him when making a point, the smile that’s been blinding him for many days and nights — the smile he wouldn’t mind seeing for eternity.
All those memories were one stab to his heart after another. And every time a recollection ended, a flash of your crying face would return to haunt him. Tears that weren’t meant to be there but were, and warm feelings you expressed with him were gone the moment he saw your eyes void of feelings for him. At least, that’s what he saw.
He hurt you. That was the only revelation that haunted him where he stood, making his voice falter from confidence. It was a revelation he never meant to bring about. And now that it exists and he sees the damage, nothing would be better for him now than the ground beneath him swallowing him whole.
“What…the fuck…”
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pairing: charles leclerc/fem!actress!reader
type: instagram imagine, social media au
notes: decided to use sydney sweeney as the faceclaim as well as her new movie w glen powell! (makes my job easier the pics and clips are literally everywhere)
summary: your new rom-com is gaining traction and fans can't help but notice your insane chemistry with your co-star. luckily, charles does not mind.
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yourusername The making of this movie has entirely been overwhelmingly euphoric for me. It is with great pleasure to say that Anyone But You is now out in theaters 🖤 All this would not be possible without my amazing co-star glenpowell, writers, producers, fellow actors, and everyone who helped make this script a reality.
Go get your tickets! 😘
charles_leclerc Proud of you beyond words, my world star ❤️
ynfilms everyone stand back her real man is here
jacobelordi Loved the movie!
taylorswift Had the best time recording the soundtrack 🙌
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charles_leclerc Truly in awe of how amazing you are. Never going to love anyone else as much as I love you. Excited to see you conquer the world when you do ❤️
Anyone But You out now in theaters!
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carlossainz55 Lol you saw the tweets and ran to Instagram
yourusername I was literally beside him while he was tweeting smh
monacokingz i live for this banter i really do
pierregasly Threatened now, are we? 🤔
charles_leclerc Please go log off
danielricciardo Oh Silvia is going to have a field day I just know
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yourusername Seems I have thanked everyone except for the person I am most thankful for. Charles has spent so many days on set with me - waiting till we finish filming, bringing nearly hundreds of cups of coffee for everyone working, and reading lines with me. He was just as ecstatic about this project as I am and he has been insanely supportive 🤍
Don't have eyes for anyone but you, charles_leclerc ;)
PS. He really doesn't mind all of the tweets, he's laughing beside me right now.
charles_leclerc Why are you ratting me out I wanted them to believe I was mad
yourusername Sorry, should I delete this?
charles_leclerc No way you basically declared your undying love for me
arthurleclerc Loved the movie, Y/N! 🙌
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notes: this took longer than i expected lol i hope you guys liked it! thank you so much for reading <3
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