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amphitriteswife · 1 month

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Sounds Of Broken Memories

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Pairing: ! Loki x Sigyn reader

Warings: latest chapter incident

Disclaimer: Sigyn belongs to @miss-seanymph-pani. This shit kinda badly written tbh

Setting: normal au!

Source: shuumatsu no Valkyrie/ Record of Ragnarok

Characters: brunhilde, Sigyn reader, Loki

Genre: angst

Tags: @shark-queen-101 @tinyy-tea-cup @vilereign @monstertreden @nicasdreamer @jonquilclegane @riseofamoonycake @imperfectbloodmoon @swallowtail-lotus @gabelesimp @sigyn-foxyposts @heldril @bromeliae @brokensenseofhumor @telvess @salmonpoki

Language: English

Note: I got inspired by my own feelings? Mostly sadness cause i just tried to put feelings into words.

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How long has it been since the last time he saw you? He doesn’t remember, all he knows is that he knows that’s it’s way too long. Loki closed his eyes and plopped onto his bed. The feeling of regret and embarrassment flooding over him. How could he ever show his face? Not only did he piss off the gods by wanting to side with Brunhilde, his wife divorced him in the process which only pissed the Nordic gods more, but some gods of other pantheons too. The image of the other gods looking at him with pity worried him more than their anger. Odin had been quiet but his silence spoke enough for him to know that he shouldn’t do anything reckless. Thor could only look at him with pity, he was never one to show many emotions but it was clearer than ever. Though, he rather had Thor’s pity than the anger of his gold haired wife Sif, who could possibly murder him with one gaze of her anger. It felt as if everyone was against him, and it bothered him greatly. He couldn’t help but feel even more emotions, it scared him. How could someone as mischievous as him feel like this? He never cared how other’s felt by his antics…so why does he care now? He didn’t know. He never felt this way…not until now…He sighed again and put his arm over his eyes. He felt a wave of strong emotions overwhelm him, in a way to hold himself together he bit his lower lip very hard. He was sure that was going to leave a mark. He closed his eyes wanting to get away from everything. The feelings. The hurt. The confusion of what he feels.

Loki felt his eyes water a bit and pushed himself of the bed. He paced around the room a bit. His hands finding it’s way to his face. His breath got heavier. The realization and the weight of the situation getting even more intense. It feels suffocating, it felt as if there were a million hands on his body, all representing things it could be. Guilt? Regret? Hurt? Realization? He couldn’t pin point it. But there was one that he could…one that made him suffocate….The hands gripping on his neck, it felt as of someone was choking him…or was it to tell hom that it was his really his fault? Or was it to tell him that the guilt was weighing on him? He tried his best, he really tried, to not let the suffocation get to him. But it got too much…so much and he bursted in tears. It looked so pathetic doesn’t it? A person who hurt others crying for something he done. Knowing he can’t take it back. Knowing he’ll have to live with this guilt. The guilt of hurting his Sigyn, the guilt of his family being broken up because of him. The guilt of the pantheon losing a precursor Valkyrie because of him, the guilt of acting as of he is a victim, when in reality he is the one who hurt her. It’s pathetic. So pathetic. A god isn’t supposed to be like this. A god doesn’t cry. A god doesn’t show mercy or remorse. A god doesn’t care what he does. Especially not the Loki, the got of mischief. Then why was he here doing all the things he wasn’t supposed to do? Why was he being pathetic? Is he pathetic?

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He doesn’t know. He can’t deny, not confirm. All of this is too much. It’s too much. He can’t handle it. He can’t. It’s too suffocating, too heavy, too strong, too confusing. He doesn’t know. He takes deep breaths. Trying to keep himself together. His breath slowly steadied…a bitter laugh escaping his lips as he lets himself fall to the ground, his back against the wall. Is this what it feels like? ‘Is this what you felt at that moment Sigyn?’ He understands now. It’s a dark pit. A void. A void that crushes you heart, it makes you feel so much yet nothing at the same time. It’s simple yet complicated. It can be your milestone and you’ll get out stronger…or it’ll be your end. He sighed again and pulled himself to his feet. Loki’s eyes drifted to a portrait. A portrait of her. How could he ever have done this to her? She was a strong woman, even when she was human, a Valkyrie or a goddess, during all of them she was strong. He felt so much guilt, instead of being the one she can rely on, the one she can turn to, he was the one who ended up being the one who hurted her. He hated that. He hated that he ever liked brunhilde. He only liked her because she represented his wife. Brunhilde had her own lover and her loyalty to him. He hated it. He hated what he did, he hated what he caused. But above all he hated himself. Loki walked up to the painting, his fingers lingering on the dried paint. It touched it as of it could crack if he put to much pressure. His eyes scanned over the painting, taking in every detail. Her hair, her face, her eyes, her lips, everything. He needs to remember it. He needs to know. He needs to see her again. He must. He has to. Yet he can’t. He’s to scared. To afraid. Afraid of facing what he caused. Afraid of seeing hurt and sadness in her eyes that once held love and kindness for him.

Loki felt his stomach drop. He began to doubt everything. What if he wasn’t going to see her again. What if she moved on…then…he has nothing left. He’ll lose everything. He doesn’t want it. He knows now. He knows. He knows that he wants only her and not Brunhilde….is it to late? Too late to say sorry? Too late to tell her how much he loves her…how much he would take it all back? Too late to choose for her? He doesn’t want that to happen… He suddenly realized that he was gripping the golden frame of the painting too hard. He missed her…he can’t explain it. This room…this floor…this palace…it doesn’t feel like home anymore… he sighs and softly pressed his forehead against the glass of the painting. He won’t hear her laughs anymore. He won’t see her smile or her scoff when he pulls a prank, he won’t see her look at him again…he won’t see her enjoy the nature of the Norse landscape again… Loki’s form trembled against the painting. That’s right. What made this a home. His home. Was her. She was the one that felt as of he was at home…not the palace or the broken memories they shared…Just her. She was enough.

Parallel lines never meet. They go on forever and ever, but never touch. Same goes for perpendicular lines. They meet once, but they’ll drift apart forever…perhaps they were meant to drift apart…

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iloveapplejacks · 4 months

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WET DREAMZ P2

Inspired by Wet Dreamz by J.Cole

“The teacher always got mad so we passed notes

It started off so innocent

She had a vibe and a ***** started diggin' it

I was a youngin' straight crushin' tryna play this shit cool

But a ***** couldn't wait to get to school”

P1 P3 P4

It was English class and Chris was sat with Matt and Nate

Although he wasn't paying much attention to their conversation, his ears pricked when he heard Y/N’s name.

"The new girl is so bad bruh" nate exclaims stretching out his 'so'

"Bro I would tap that any day" Matt says

Both boys noticing that they suddenly caught Chris’ interest, turned to him

"Ain't she in your math class?" Nate asks, Matt leaning in slightly

"Yeah, Y/N is cool" Chris shrugs, wanting to say more but holding himself back.

Truth is, Y/N was more than cool.

In fact she was just perfect and it may have been the intense lust speaking but Chris really wanted her.

"Damn bro, well can you put in a good word with me?I'm tryna see a lil sumn"Nate laughs

"I don't know tbh, don't really know her" Chris shrugs

He knew what he was doing was selfish but he knew that All the girls fell at Nate’s feet and for once, just once he wanted one girl to fall at his feet.

So if that came at the cost of being a little selfish, then so be it.

Nate turned around to reply but the bell signalling the end of the lesson interrupted him.

Chris begins putting his books into his bag and puts it onto his back.

Grabbing his phone and earphones, and beginning to make his way out of the classroom

"Chris!" Someone shouts, causing him to turn around to see who was calling him.

He sees Y/N running over to him and once she reaches him she stops

"Hey Y/N" he says smiling

"We got math, let's go" she chuckles looping her arms with his and beginning to walk.

This catches him by surprise and he looks around to see everyone in the hall way staring at them with shock

the two began walking together until Nate stood in front of them

More specifically, Y/N

"Hey I'm Nate" he says flirtatiously holding his hand out for Y/N to shake

"Y/N" she smiles shaking his hand causing Chris to roll his eyes

"what you heading bro?" nate asks raising an eyebrow to him "Math, matter fact, we are kinda late so if you don't mind." Chris says shooting Nate a fake smile

He loved Nate like a brother but he knew that if he wanted to stand a chance to get to know Y/N Then he'd need to be selfish

"Okay well, I'll see you later, and Y/N it was lovely to meet you" Nate winks at Y/N before moving out of their way

After Nate’s departure, Y/N links her arms with Chris

"It's math time Christopher" she giggles, causing Chris to laugh loudly as the two continued to walk.

They both got to their math class and sat in their usual seats and immediately started laughing and bickering.

“You do realise that i’m teaching math lesson?" Mr Martinez yells frustratedly

"Ok I've had enough, Chris move to the front, and

Y/N move 2 seats down" he instructed

Both of them muttered something to themselves as they moved to where Mr Martinez instructed them to

Once they did, Chris kept calling for Y/N across the room

Both continued to talk to each other via notes for the remainder of the class and before they knew it, the bell signalling the end of the school day rang

"You're all dismissed but Y/N and Chris, I'd like to talk to you for a moment" mr martinez says

Y/N and chris looked at each other with confusion and waited until the class emptied out before walking over to mr martinez

"Now you're both very bright students who I enjoy teaching but you have to cut out this chatter" he says and both nod understandingly

"I just want you both to do really well in this class and that requires a bit of listening, so please I don't want to talk to the both of you about this again" he continues, the two muttering a 'yes sir!

"Okay you're both dismissed”

STOP I ACTUALLY DONT KMOW WHAT IM DOING RN but this song is one of my favorite so why not continue the good stuff is coming soon promise 🙏🏼

#Spotify #chris sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets smut #matt sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo smut #christopher sturniolo smut #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets

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chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter · 4 months

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Let me tell you now, you're the lucky one

(Enemies to Enemies Who Fuck)

(HaruKaku in Bonten timeline)

(some past-MuSan and past-KakuIza with a subtle RanOmi bc why not, it's my fic and I don't have self-restrain when it comes to multishipping)

(link to ao3 in case some one preferes to read it there)

Warnings: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat!

All of them. Bonten is their own warning. Substance abuse. Really unhealthy coping mechanisms. Depression. Mental health problems. Suicide. Major character death. (it's Bonten, they all want to kill themselves and some of them succeed, okay?) Mentions of unsafe sex, but there is no smut or graphic depiction of it.

I tried to not be too graphic with any of this topics, the focus is mostly on what the characters are thinking/feeling. But it's hard anyway, tbh the last scene was actually difficult and painful for me to write. So please, don't take the CW lightly and prioritize your mental health!

Angst and Hurt/No Comfort.

MANGA SPOILERS!!!!

Notes: HaruKaku came as an hilarious idea. Because they are hilarious, let's be real. Soulmates archnemesis, doomed to hate each other in every timeline. But then Bonten happened and of course, I ended up writing some angsty shit instead of focusing in all the other moments when they are hilarious. Kudos for me, yey! 🥲

This is canon complicit (again, is Bonten, beware!)

It alternates from Kakucho's POV to Sanzu's POV. I did that thing again of using "Haruchiyo" when he's in his most vulnerable state because for some reason I like playing with his name like this.

(English is not my first language, be nice please 🙈)

(the art is from @just-sp-in-inginthevoid who is in part responsible for the archnemesis brain riot, but mostly the hilarious part, tbh)

Is not that Kakucho enjoys Sanzu's company. Or that the pinkette gradually started to grow on him. Quite the opposite, to be honest. He hates him a little bit more every day, every shared mission, every time they had to spent hours together.

But with Sanzu, he feels. He feels intensely, he feels with passion. Even if it's twisted, at least he's not empty anymore. The void that threatens to devour him seems to disappear when he's around the other man. Sometimes, Kakucho wants to murder him, but he knows he can't. Others, he wonders what would happen to him if he also loses the only person that it's still able to provoke an intense emotion on him.

Hate is better than apathy, isn't it?

They hate each other passionately. Sanzu finds his reactions too funny for stopping it, always willing to go a little further, to push Kakucho to the edge. It's too easy to pick on him, making him forget about his allegedly righteous patience.

It's disgusting, how Kakucho thinks of himself like he was better than the rest of them. So Sanzu enjoys to proves him wrong, to show him that they are the same (even if he can't stand that fact either, seeing that burning rage in those heterochromatic eyes makes it worth it).

Now that he thinks about it, it was probably a matter of time, considering that his king denied them the right to kill each other, they needed to find a way of releasing all that build up anger. That's probably why isn't that surprising when it finally happens.

It looked like a regular night. Sanzu was high as a kite, trying to forget every one of his lives. Kakucho just seemed to be there, he can't recall exactly why, some type of report, but he didn't pay any attention to it at the moment, too intoxicated for actually caring for something that could wait until tomorrow.

“Why are you still here? You like me that much or what?”

The pinkette man says, slurring his words.

“Are you that high? You know I hate you.”

Is the harsh answer that he earns. It's brutal, but real. Kakucho's honesty has something that grounds him to the present. It's sickening. It's exactly what he wants right now.

“I hate you too, don't worry.” He laughs, finding his own words amusing. “Think about it, me and you. Just us, hating each other all night long.”

“You're crazy.”

“And you didn't say no.”

(If he was more honest with himself, he would admit that he was trying to find another way of punishing his broken mind and his body. But he's not.)

And oh, it actually feels good. Kakucho fucks him with the same brutality that talks to him. He couldn't bear any type of gentle touch (specially not from someone that it's so linked to Mucho, but he isn't thinking in that, he promised himself to forget his old captain a long time ago).

There isn't any type of care between them, only spite. Both men are too broken for having the ability to love someone again. Indeed, this was precisely what he needed. This is perfect.

The next day, Kakucho feels nauseated. How couldn't he? Sanzu was high as fuck, too intoxicated to give proper consent to do anything. So even if he was also a little drunk, even if it wasn't his idea, Kakucho feels guilty for what happened.

Until Sanzu just laughs at his poorly attempt of apologizing, mocking his morals once more. He was about to punch him in the face, but the lingering guilt doesn't allow him to do it. Not that one more bruise would make a difference, actually.

Both are covered in so many marks that more than sex, it looks like they tried to kill each other. Yeah, maybe he should stop feeling sorry for Sanzu, considering this. Maybe that was the best way to get rid of that not-so-pent-up hate.

And it works. At least for a while, it works. Until it happens again. And again.

Is not that they are lovers (Kakucho wants to puke with that idea). They just fuck from time to time. That's all. They hate each other, they wish they could kill the other. But they can't. So, sometimes, they fuck.

Their relationship is not pretty. At all. Or better. If Kakucho had to use only one word for describing it, he would say “real”. They don't lie to each other, what would be the point? Both are too able of seeing between the lies, they are too similar in so many ways. But that raw honesty only makes it worse.

Kakucho knows it's a mistake, that he shouldn't care about Sanzu's fate (he brought it on himself and he doesn't seem to have any complains). But Mikey is worse every day, the king is falling and his loyal dog is falling with him. Kakucho needs to do something, because the uneasiness he feels every time he sees them is now living rent-free in his mind.

That's why, one day, Kakucho tries. He's trying to find his clothes, dressing quickly, wanting to get out of this room that only makes him feel sick. Then, he looks at Sanzu, his pink hair scattered on the pillows, a lazy and satisfied smile than only appears after sex (and never lasts). There is some twisted vulnerability in how content the other man is while lighting up a joint, as if seeing these new swelling (all this pain) on his skin was something he wanted.

(Kakucho can't shake the feeling that Sanzu is using him as another way of hurting himself and that infuriates him so fucking much... Maybe that's the real reason why he decides against his best judgment and opens his big mouth.)

“Is not worth it.”

“Uh?”

Sanzu looks at the other, not sure if he actually heard something. He just wants to smoke and relax, to feel the post-orgasmic satisfaction while it lasts, to enjoy the pain in his body (one more of his little punishments).

“I said is not worth it. Dying with Mikey.”

If it had been anyone else, Sanzu would shoot him in the face just for saying this. Thinking like that, talking like that about his king is treason. It should be. But it's difficult to pretend Kakucho's isn't right about this when, unfortunately, it's the only one Sanzu trusts with Mikey's well-being (It's the one he calls every time Mikey is being suicidal again).

“You wish you could be me, you wish you had died with Izana.”

Sanzu spits his words, burning with all the rage he feels every time he has to acknowledge the reality of how is Mikey.

“That's not what this is about-”

Kakucho is unable to finish his sentence, turning pale in anger when Sanzu cuts him. 'Good'.

“You're a selfish bastard, aren't you? You want me to be like you, stuck here with no purpose, jerking yourself with the memory of a ghost. Pretend it's because of your high morals, that you're worried about me or some other bullshit. But you're just another selfish bastard. And you envy me.”

If it had been anyone else, Sanzu would shoot him in the face. But he can't (he wants to, oh, he wants it so much, but he can't disobey Mikey's orders). So, instead of bullets, he uses his words.

“At least Izana cared about me.”

Is the last thing he hears before Kakucho slams the door. Sanzu laughs maniacally, throwing the first shit he can find to the place the other man was a few seconds a go. He's momentary satisfaction long forgotten, replaced only by hate (and pain, but one that he refuses to see).

The worst part is that in a sickening way, he trusts Kakucho. They don't lie to each other, that makes it so much worse, because both of them know that what the other said is true. He hates him, he hates him with every fiber of his body. He doesn't want this words to be true, he can't accept that. He needs to keep living in this denial, to pretend Mikey is fine (to pretend he doesn't keep mixing this Mikey with that in his nightmares, to pretend they don't look so alike).

It's been three days. Three whole days since Mikey's death was splattered on the news (no one seems to care about Takemichi's death, even with all that footage of how the hero tried to save the most dangerous man in Japan). Kakucho cares, but he knows damn well that he wouldn't be welcomed within the hero's friends, so he would have to say goodbye in his own way (again).

During this days, Kakucho learned some things, like the fact that apparently everyone had some kind of contingency plan in case this happened (no, for when this happened, all of them could see that Mikey was more on the edge every day). But nobody spoke to him about it, keeping him in the darkness, the only idiot that didn't prepare himself for the end. Well, not the only, he knows that, of course he knows that.

(Sanzu would have killed them in the blink of an eye. Anyone who dared to imply that Bonten needed to be prepared to function without a king.)

Kakucho understands the need for secrets, of course he does. The idea of Mikey falling would be considered treason a few days ago, it was taboo to think like that. At the same time, none of them wanted to acknowledge it, like saying it out loud would make it more real. He can't even be mad when the Haitanis (obviously) thought about him on their own schemes, making sure Kakucho was also safe. Or as safe as any of them could be now that Bonten was crumbleling.

It's been three days. Bonten is crumbleling. Mikey is dead. And Sanzu disappeared the same day. Everyone knows he's dead, but they don't say it. Not in front of Takeomi, who's still desperately looking, going out in the rain for hours. Trying to find something, some clue that leads him to his little brother. Clinging to the hope that he's still alive somewhere. That he's going to find him, high as fuck, but alive (Kakucho thinks being able to find Sanzu's body at all would already be a miracle).

Only Ran is able to convince Takeomi to rest a little bit, promising that he and Rindou will help with the search as long as the older man gets a few hours of sleep. Takeomi just nods, mumbling “Today is his birthday, Ran. Is his fucking birthday and he's out there alone.” while Ran drags him softly, a concerned look plastered in those violet eyes.

Kakucho hates it, hates having to see all this sorrow around him (again). He doesn't lament the loss of Mikey and Sanzu, he's incapable of doing it. Grief took his heart for hostage a long time ago, there is nothing more for him to mourn.

More than anything, Kakucho hates himself, because he's jealous of Sanzu. He knows he shouldn't, but he hates that the pinkette man was right about him. He envies Sanzu, who had the privilege of dying with Mikey, of dying with his king.

Kakucho hates the Mad Dog even more right now. But he's aware that once this hate fades away, he would feel empty again. So he clings onto this feeling, he needs this rage as a motor to keep moving.

It doesn't matter if this energy is fulled with rage, he needs it. He can't fail his friends, what's left of his family. Kakucho has to keep living even if he can't remember how being alive felt anymore. Even if he's more dead inside every day.

So, over and over... Kakucho would keep living.

The rain keeps pouring down without truce, Haruchiyo shrinks inside the leather jacket that was always too big for him. Now the only thing that makes him feel protected from that annoying rain (from the world). To be honest, he isn't completely aware how he managed to recover it from his penthouse, but it seemed important in that moment.

The jacket and the old picture that he's still clutching in his pocket, the only two things he cared enough to take. He doesn't even need to look at it to see the four happy smiles stained with watermelon juice. Two pink haired kids that could be confused by twins, one with a shy smile, the other with a cheerful one, happy to be included with his brother friends. Next, a fierce smile showing two small fangs, already a force of nature at his young age. In the middle, a blond kid with the most radiant smile Haruchiyo ever saw, capable of making everything shine just with his presence. Full of life, of dreams. Full of potential. Brighter than the sun, a true leader.

But that was a long time ago and, once again, Sanzu is the only one who remembers. The man staggering in the rain is now the only survivor from that photo. Only him, alone in this fuck up world where nothing and no one matters anymore. Not without Mikey. Even Bonten can burn from what he cares.

He keeps walking (it feels more like floating for him, floating in a cloud of pain and numbness at the same time). Until he finally reaches his destination, an abandoned bowling alley. Sanzu enters in some kind of trance, not sure if he's dissociating or too intoxicated. He doesn't care.

He sits down exactly in the same place his king sat down. How many days had passed since that moment? One? Two? Ages. It certainly feels like ages for him. Haruchiyo hugs himself, trying to make space for his legs inside the big comforting jacket. Completely curled up. And he cries, he cries like he hasn't allowed himself to do so in the last ten years.

He's starting to sober up, he can feel it. Because the flashbacks are coming back. Shinichiro jumping from that bridge. Mikey jumping from this exact building. Mikey falling from the stairs, that awful “clonk”. Mikey jumping again from this building.

Haruchiyo screams, holding his head with both hands, begging the images to stop, unable to continue reliving those memories. He needs everything to stop, to be quiet, his shattered mind can't take it anymore.

He takes out a small box from his pocket, looking at the content. Everything he needs is here, he knows how to do it, how to make sure he's not going to wake up from this trip. His stupid hands are shaking while he gets the syringe ready.

For some reason, he suddenly remembers Kakucho's words a few months ago. He hates it, he hates thinking in that fucker when he's about to die. But the other man was right, wasn't he? Mikey never cared about Sanzu, he spent years of his life trying to keep his king alive and it was all for nothing. Everything blew up in one night.

A manic laugh escapes between his whimpers. Of course is that, he's fucking jealous. Sanzu is fucking jealous because at least Kakucho got to held Izana's hand when he died, he got to comfort his king in his last moments. Sanzu didn't had that, Hanagaki was the one holding Mikey's hand. Always that cockroach, never him.

What did he expect anyway? Haruchiyo is just a failure. He never deserved to be the one making his king last moments less painful. Of course, he should had known. He failed everyone. He failed Shinichiro, unable to protect Mikey, to be the friend he promised he would be. He failed Mikey, watching him falling into the darkness, becoming the same empty shell he already saw in a past that never happened, and doing nothing about it.

Sanzu doesn't have anything left. He also killed his own chance of happiness a long time ago (he also failed his captain, didn't he?). The only thing left for him is to disappear, to follow his king. He's going with him, because he's being following Mikey for so long, that he doesn't see any other choice. He's going with him, because he doesn't deserve to keep living when he couldn't save Mikey.

But it's fine, the drug is already kicking in, his body feels more relaxed. Even his mind seems to be quiet, almost in peace. He looks at the old photo one last time, before drifting out of consciousness, looking for safety in the inner part of the leather, pretending it smells like cheesecake.

It's fine, because at the end of the day... Haruchiyo was just a failure.

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aclowntiny · 10 months

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Hi! I'm here 'cause i love your work so much, you really got my attention UwU

I wonder if you could do how ateez or svt act with an s/o with the same heigth or taller than them. That is my insecurity around boys tbh. Thank you if you read this, ily 🥺 💖 (English isn't my first language, sorry for the grammar)

AHHH OMG YOU’RE SO SWEET!!! I love *you* 🫶🏻 we stan a tall queen, I know 2 lovely 6ft gals, one married a 6’6 guy & the other is in a very committed relationship to a 5’5 (woozi height 😌) short king 👑 we love to see it! I’m sure any short average or tall guy would be lucky to have you 🥰

Ateez With a Tall S/O

Hongjoong

Ok, you know this man is gonna want to dress you up. You just have a great frame for modeling no matter what your style, because of course Hongjoong respects that. Whether you prefer more masculine or feminine looks, both look great on a tall person! If you’re taller than him, he’ll probably be a bit shy about it especially if you’re a tall queen! Don’t tease him and call him short though he doesn’t like it >:( he lowkey wishes he were taller so he can do more protective-looking things, but his personality definitely still shines through without the necessity of height. If you’re his height or really close to it, get ready for the most intense eye contact of your life and the best pictures of you two looking into each other’s eyes!

Seonghwa

In awe of you honestly. You know that look he gets of complete wonder, stars sparkling in his eyes as he smiles? That’s all for you, baby! Especially if you show off, totally work an outfit, or perform some dance moves he’s just like whooooaaaaa even if it was a small thing. Seonghwa’s favorite is to hold you close at his side and having you so near smooch distance is a big bonus! Your height doesn’t make him feel insecure at all, if anything he is reassuring you all the time how unique and amazing you are, whether it’s that or all the other things he loves about you. Having a taller significant other makes cuddling that much better to Seonghwa so he can hold you facing him that much more easily!

Yunho

He probably feels like you guys have natural common ground because both of you are tall. May make jokes or conversation about it to bond with you unless you really hate that. If you hate your height, he’ll just nod and get really understanding because while he’s at peace with being tall, Yunho can understand that it gets you attention. Just because it doesn’t bother him doesn’t mean he can’t empathize! Honestly, having a taller significant other that’s his height or near it is great in Yunho’s mind because it makes it easier to dance with you, which is one of his favorite things to do as a couple. It’s less awkward than if he’s towering over you or moving you too forcefully because he’s so much larger…not to mention the eye contact is very romantic!!!

Yeosang

Is surprised if you’re taller than him, if you’re just close to his height it’s probably not enough to register in his mind. Like ok cool, yeah you’re near eye level, that’s nice. But if you stand above him he will loom at you like :o . He sort of likes the idea of being the taller one in the relationship, but such a small thing would never be a deal breaker! Plus it ends up coming in handy and he sees it differently when you guys basically end up as that meme of Kevin Hart and the lady lol. You protect Yeosang, not that he can’t do it himself but you stand up for your innocent boyfriend and the way his heart beats has him forgetting why he ever wanted to be the tall one in the first place. He’ll definitely want to protect you in turn, pulling you to the half of the sidewalk away from the road and doing as many little things as possible for you!

San

Listens to you vent so well, so if you ever tell him you hate being tall he’ll nod so intently, eyes getting sad as you talk before taking both of your hands in his when you finish. He’ll tell you he thinks you’re beautiful and amazing just how you are and not to listen to those people no matter how hard it is to tune them out. Instead of focusing on your height he’ll compliment every single other thing he loves, like your face when you see your favorite things or how he felt when he met you. Conversely, if you love being tall, he’ll hype you up to oblivion about it, cheering you on and telling you how you’re working it even if you’re wearing the plainest outfit hehe. San’s your little spoon and your big spoon, the one you pulls you into his chest even if you’re taller and he’ll love it if you do the same. Basically he’s used to being the taller/same height one, so he’ll want to try every cuddle and hugging position possible with you!

Mingi

Lowkey loves that you’re tall too because he’s a big baby and it’s less overpowering when he falls on top of you laughing or cuddling, lol! Honestly, Mingi is another one that just thinks you’re so cool for being tall, probably oohing and ahhing at small things you do like reaching things or if you’re strong, too. Having a tall significant other feels like having a playmate to him, but he also loves that you’re that much closer to yank in for a kiss or just the feeling of you pressed up against him, your head close to his- it’s cute but can also be kinda hot. He teases you for being tall as if he isn’t too, unless of course you don’t like hearing commenting about your height! Endearing as heck forehead bonks ensue while Mingi’s either thinking really hard or in zero thoughts head empty mode. He jokes about absorbing your thoughts when he does it!

Wooyoung

Immediately puts his foot in his mouth and goes “Whoa how tall are you?” lmao but he really doesn’t mean it badly he’s just very social and teasing. So if you’re a fair bit taller than him he may make jokes like ‘what’s it like up there’ type of stuff… unless you tell him please don’t, of course. It’s not at all a bad thing to Wooyoung though, in fact he finds someone who can tower over him very appealing honestly! Also will probably ask if you can pick him up just for funsies hehe~ Because he loves to cuddle so much, Wooyoung will want you to be big spoon a lot of the time, probably an alternating spoon schedule lol. He would absolutely adore it if you guys danced and you dipped him, like man would be S W O O N I N G so please do it!!! You’ll get to see him grin for the next hour plus. Have fun in general tall queen/king/monarch because now you have Wooyoung as a backpack for life, good luck getting him to let go of you.

Jongho

Another one who, if you asked him, would prefer to be the taller one, but again not a deal breaker because he’s not that shallow. He’ll be extra proud to be able to lift you up if you’re a lot taller than him, hoisting you onto his shoulders with the most triumphant look! Jongho also really enjoys resting his head on your shoulder, whether your height difference is big enough for him to do it while you’re standing or he just does it while you’re sitting. It’s a small affectionate gesture he enjoys, same with loose hugs from behind, which again he might prefer from you if you’re tall enough! If not, that’s his job congrats. He isn’t much of a cheek kisser, but will do it sometimes because your cheek is so close, it’s just right there!!!

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #hongjoong #seonghwa #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #gender neutral reader #requested #snowqueen-01

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twotitsjohndecaon · 1 year

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Brighton Rock | Tarry with Me Pray

Here's part two!!! Srry I keep not posting these parts, I keep getting sad and unable to do anything. But that's not what this is about. This is about that mountain dew babiesssss. Lemme know what y'all think I mean if you want and I hope ppl like/are liking this and I'll try not to wait so long posting the next one :)

Word Count: 4.5k

Warnings: tbh I don't remember anything that happens in this. But casual drinking probably and swearing and definitely dirty shit. Sexxxxy timezz 18+++ def. No one under that age I mean it. Maybe a bit of emotional manipulation,??? extended family moments.

The next morning you were far away, preoccupied with something during the full-English. That’s what it looked like to your family. And it was true, though not with anything bad, but definitely with something intense. You couldn’t stop thinking about your night with Brian. You wondered if it was going to be a one time thing, if you’d ever see him again, but mostly just how incredible it was. You reflected on all of your moments together, how something so fleeting could have met into a fire like that. You’d seen him on the beach. You’d seen him in the shop, in the foyer, arcade, at the bar, and then in his room. All of it was so quick, interrupted, and under some sort of haze or magic and you wished to see him level headed. But that might be a pipe dream more than anything.

Your family finished up breakfast and then took a walk around the markets on Kensington Garden. You could tell your aunt and uncle found it a bit overwhelming, and Julie was very in to the fact it was so “young and hip.” You liked them too, though preoccupied, you liked the handmade feel of everything. You all split up at some point, Julie dipping into some record shop, your aunt and uncle staying outside to comfort the baby, and you poking in thrift shops here and there. And then you saw him again.

He smiled the most damned beautiful smile there probably ever was, his teeth poking out a bit, and quickly made his way towards you and grabbed your wrist. You had smiled uncontrollably when you saw him again too, but you snapped to your senses a bit once he grabbed you. You quickly looked around.

“Family?” he asked of your worry, to which you nodded. He nodded as well and gave a more reassuring smile and looked over his shoulder. “C’mere,” he said softly, taking your hand and leading you into one of the shops nearby. It was covered floor to ceiling in T. Rex posters, and you figured it’d be a music shop, but inside was more like a treasure trove full of clothes, trinkets, and anything from old ages. The interior was winding, several floors with ladders and spiral staircases to lead you up, and tchotchkes were piled high with no rhyme or reason. Brian took you to the middle of the shop where you both were hidden just amongst yourselves. You smiled once more. You couldn’t help it.

“Better?” he asked. You smiled and nodded.

“How’d you know I’d be here?”

“Coincidence,” he said. You raised your brow skeptically, not believing a word of it. “I’m serious,” he reiterated. You still didn’t believe him, but he moved on. “I’m glad to see you again,”

“Me too,” you admitted.

“It was good. Very good. For me at least.” “For me too.”

“I didn’t get a chance to tell you before.”

“It’s ok,” you said.

“Well, uhm—“ he paused. “I wish I could spend more time with you. More than a few minutes at a time. Just something proper,” he said, his eyes darkening at this admittance, or maybe at the thought of what he could do with more time.

“Oh, give yourself some credit, that was at least five minutes,” you joked. He snickered out of politeness, but was more concerned with your answer. You sighed. “It’s difficult. If they knew… I’d never hear the end of it. And I’d probably be ostracized out of the family,” you said, trying to joke about the situation but only knowing it was all too true. Brian nodded and started to slowly walk around the store. You followed him.

“Where are they now?” he asked.

“Around here, just in different shops,” you finished. Brian paused to thumb at a little silver statue sitting on a shelf and nodded, picking it up and fiddling with it, not able to make eye contact.

“I wish there was something we could do,” he whispered. The confident, domineering guy you’d been talking to the past few days was seemingly melting into nervousness before your eyes. It off set you a bit. Was he just nervous, or maybe he was a bit… strange after all and it’d be best to call it quits before he got too attached to something that wasn’t there? You looked away and felt the velvet texture of a silly vintage top hat hanging on a rack near you.

“I don’t know,” you said, not just to what he said but to everything you felt about the situation. You weren’t sure of anything when it came to Brian. The silence was thick and tense, neither of you knowing what to say before you picked up the hat and nearly placed it on yourself, before smiling to yourself at the thought of what it’d look like atop Brian’s mane of hair. You found yourself placing it atop his head before you could stop yourself. Brian froze for a moment, and you did too, taking a look at him, the hat seemingly floating on top of his head because of his hair. You couldn’t stand it a moment longer, and broke out laughing. This eased the tension, broke whatever momentary hardship the two of you were having. Brian started cracking up with you, and both of you liked how your laughter sounded together. Brian removed the hat and placed it down, his small statue as well.

“Sorry, I— I couldn’t resist,” you said through laughter, trying to catch your breath. Brian wiped his eyes from the tears the laughter had sprung.

“Shall it be my new look, then?” he said.

“Definitely,” you smiled, laughter dying down. Brian smiled back, moving a piece of hair behind your ear.

“You have the loveliest laugh,” he said softly, and your breath hitched for a moment. Ah yes, you reminded yourself, why you couldn’t help but be attracted to Brian. That’s why. “Come with me,” Brian said softly.

“Hm?”

“It’ll only be a moment,” Brian pleaded.

“I can’t, I—“

“—I know, your family. But we won’t be long, I promise. Please,” he said. Was he really propositioning your for sex in the middle of the day? Were you going to leave in the middle of your family outing for this? Brian took your hand tentatively and you didn’t pull away as he pulled you out of the shop, down the street, but not far like you expected. Instead, he took you into a cupcake shop a few stores down. You scanned the room to make sure it was all clear, and when it was, Brian was already asking what your favorite was.

“Chocolate,” you found yourself saying in shock without really realizing what was happening. And Brian bought you a cupcake and sat you down in the corner booth. The shop was adorable and quaint, plants everywhere and cozy.

“Why’d you buy me a cupcake?” you asked, trying to process what was happening.

“Why not?” he said, unwrapping it a bit and taking a small piece for himself with his fingers before handing you a bite. You took it. You didn’t understand how this was happening, why it was all so nice and why Brian was being so wonderful to you.

“Seriously. Why are you doing all of this? Why not… I don’t know, fuck me and be done?” You asked.

“Who says I’m not doing all of this just to get you to fuck me again?” He countered. You shrugged.

“Seems like most guys stop short of a cupcake.”

“Well, consider yourself lucky, then. But I don’t want to fuck again. Or rather, just fuck again necessarily.”

“What do you want then?”

“Like I said before. Just a bit more time I suppose. I don’t know if I could name it,” he said, furrowing his brows and looking at you. His eyes were gorgeous. You nodded and had more of your cupcake. “Does it have to have a name, whatever I want with this? Does it have to be in the box of one night stand, courting for marriage, or holiday fling? Does it have to be just one?” he continued.

“No, I guess not,” you said. It was all a bit philosophical, but you found yourself agreeing. “It doesn’t have to be something solid in particular, because at the end of the day we’re both going home soon anyways.” Brian nodded, a bit upset at the notion. Both of you seemed to agree now. You could be whatever you meant to each other during this time, and then it’d end soon anyways.

“Yeah. Well,” he said, handing you the last part of the cupcake. “I do want to see you again. To… do it again, if you’d like to,” Brian whispered.

“And I do appreciate the cupcake,” you said, wiping your mouth. “And I want to do it again too,” you admitted. You met his eyes and they were lustful again. You stood up, as you really should step away before any suspicion arose. Brian stood up too. “Same time same place?” you smirked a bit teasingly. Brian chuckled for a moment.

“I wish, darling. No— I can’t tonight, I…” Brian trailed off, looking away. “I’ll sort it. I’ll let you know,” Brian whispered. He grabbed your hand firmly and quickly kissed your knuckled. You were a bit confused at Brian’s response, but let it slide. You didn’t know what else he had going on and it was none of your business.

“Well then I’ll see you when I see you I suppose,” you said. Brian looked you up and down.

“It won’t be long.”

“Good,” you said, pulling away and leaving quickly, not looking back. You didn’t want him to think you were too easy, even though you already admitted you wanted him again and the cupcake move may have worked. You quickly walked down the street to find your family with the baby and moved on with them, telling them about the shop but not Brian. The rest of the walk you were thinking, going over what all was said. It had calmed you, actually, now your brain chalking everything up to a flirty little holiday, and you’d leave it at that. And you were even more certain that you liked him in general and wanted him again, and seemed like you’d get what you wanted. Or would you?

It took you until dinner to realize you had no idea when you were going to see him again now. Maybe he’d just forget about you and you’d always look back on this day with a sour taste in your mouth, or maybe he’d wait too long and you’d come to your senses. It kind of bugged you, though, to always be thinking about him, to be wondering when he’d “let you know.” But then you realized, maybe that was his move. You were frustrated as you went to bed.

The next morning you still hadn’t heard from Brian, and as your family was changing to head to the beach after brunch the phone rang. You were in the bathroom changing, and Julie picked it up.

“Y/N?” she yelled. Your bikini wasn’t tied yet, so you held it up to your chest as you opened the door.

“What?” you said a bit irritably.

“Don’t lose your shit. It’s the front desk, something about cleaning service?”

“What? And don’t say shit.”

“You say it!” “Not the point!” “Well, take it! I can’t understand what they’re saying!” Julie said, thrusting the phone towards you. You huffed and rolled your eyes and gave Julie a death stare as she used this opportunity to take over the bathroom while you were in the middle of getting ready.

“Yes?” you said a bit sharp into the phone.

“Is this Miss Y/L/N speaking?” said a man.

“Yes, this is her, is there something wrong?”

“One moment please miss, we’re connecting your call.”

“What?” you said high pitched as the line changed before you got any explanation.

“Y/N? Are you there?” It was Brian. You were more confused now but couldn’t react too loudly to have Julie hear you.

“Yes,” you replied softer.

“Good. If you can make it, come at two this afternoon. Room 310,” Brian said quietly. You were obscenely confused still even more so, but couldn’t make a big deal about it with Julie in earshot.

“Fine,” you said. “Is that all? I really have to go,” you said, trying to convey that you weren’t trying to be short with Brian but had to maintain the farce of speaking to the hotel service.

“Go,” Brian said with a chuckle. “And I’ll see you in a couple of hours,” he said, and you hung up the phone. You sat in a bit of shock and confusion for a moment as you tried to process what had just happened, before realizing you bikini was still untied and turned to the mirror on top of the wardrobe to quickly tie it behind your head. You sat down on your bed, hands to your sides, clutching the edge. How had Brian found where to call you? And did he use the hotel to do it? And then he assumed you’d just go off with him in the middle of the day for sex? Again? You were really beginning to like Brian, but this whole situation was extremely strange. And why had Brian given you a different room number than before?

You would go see him, but only for answers, you decided, you weren’t going to sleep with him after pulling something like that. It didn’t match up, Brian seemingly a wild card, one moment suave, next nervous, and the next popping up out of nowhere and calling your room. With Julie answering! Did he have no respect for your predicament at all? Julie left the bathroom and you all headed down to the beach. You’d have to think of an excuse to get away. You thought of one as you lay in the sun. And then, just before two, you thought of something.

“Ow!” you exclaimed. Your family turned towards you. You looked at them sheepishly. “I think I’m beginning to burn. I left my suncream in the room. I should run back and get some if I want to keep laying out here,” you explained. It was a gamble, but the best you could think of under stress, and you hoped you were a good enough liar for it to fly. Your aunt looked at you, lowering her sunglasses.

“You look alright to me, love,” she said sympathetically.

“No no, my skin feels burnt, it’s stinging a bit,” you said, trying to drive it home.

“Not to worry, I’ve got some with me,” said your uncle, pulling out the spray can of baby sunscreen. You looked at it worryingly and bared your teeth and furrowed your brows.

“I’d need more SPF, I think,” you said, noticing the low concentration. They looked unconvinced. “Really, it’s alright. I just really don’t want to get burned. I’ll be back quick,” you said, standing up and dusting off, leaving your towel on the rocks to emphasize.

“Well hurry back, love,” your aunt smiled.

“I will.” They took the bait. It took all you had in you not to sprint back to the inn, but you made your way in time. Without even thinking to change, you showed up to Brian’s apparent room right on time in just your bikini. Brian opened the door and looked you up and down hungrily and you marched inside.

“Wow, Y/N, already half way there for me?” he smirked. You didn’t realize what he meant until you followed his eyes, noticing your bikini, then rolled your own eyes and put your arms around your chest. It was only then he looked up at your face and saw your less-than-impressed look. His face fell and he turned towards you. “What’s the matter?”

“The matter? How about how you keep finding out of nowhere and calling my room when I haven’t told you which one it is? Or the fact you assume I can drop everything for a dick appointment in the middle of the day? Or the fact you don’t seem to care that my family can’t know about this? Or that you tell me to come to a completely different room than before, how can you explain that one?” you said, hands on your hips.

“Y/N,” Brian said, moving towards you and reaching towards you.

“No!” you said, stepping back. Brian stopped and sat down on the edge of the bed, and you moved further away from him back towards the door.

“I can explain, I promise if you’ll let me,” he said calmly with pleading honey eyes. You shook your head, implying you were waiting. Brian sighed. “Right. Well I’m sorry first of all if I’ve upset you or made you feel uncomfortable or… unsafe in any way. It’s never my intention. And I wish I didn’t have to call you away in the middle of the afternoon, but it’s the only time I have available right now. And I do want to see you,” Brian explained. You were still unimpressed as he continued. “As for running into you, the first several times were coincidences, I swear on my life. And then at the markets I’ll admit I did follow you there, but only because I didn’t know how else to see you. And I called your room because I asked for your name at the front desk and had them connect us,” Brian said, looking for your reaction.

“Following me to the market’s still creepy, Brian,” you countered.

“I’m so sorry. But I didn’t know how else to see you again for certain.”

“You could’ve…” you trailed off, not knowing either how he would have necessarily found you again. “Well, since there seems to be so many coincidences you probably would have run into me again. Couldn’t you have waited there, or in the foyer where you knew I’d be walking through at one point?”

“But I didn’t know for certain if I’d see you again, and I really needed to talk to you. And how would waiting for you all day in the foyer be any less creepy than following you to the market?” he countered.

“They’re both creepy!” you said, throwing your hands up.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“Why didn’t you just call that time if you needed to talk to me so bad?”

“I hadn’t thought of it yet. Really,” Brian said. You rolled your eyes.

“And what makes you so busy you can only meet in the middle of the day? Got business on your holiday alone, then?”

“I am busy. With lots of things, with business, and other things. And I’m sorry but I really still want to see you.” You paused. You weren’t happy with Brian’s answers, but you did believe him. And you did believe he was sorry. “And I do care, if you do so much, about not airing this out in front of your family, but they are an obstacle if you want them in the dark and close encounters might just be part of the problem. I’d never do anything to… expose whatever this is on purpose. It benefits me to keep it quiet too.”

“Why? Don’t want anyone to know how you’re fucking a younger woman on your holiday? Thought men gave out prizes for things like that.”

“Like I said. I’m not only here for pleasure.”

“Whatever that means.”

“It means, that, I think it’s best if we keep this and everything we do henceforth secret.”

“Bold of you to say now, and also to assume I’m seeing you after this.”

“Y/N, I don’t want it to be like this. What about yesterday? Everything I said was all true— is true.” You rubbed your arms as you thought. Brian was so genuine with you in the market, and made you feel so good, and you meant everything you said yesterday too. And also, you remembered, you weren’t in a relationship with Brian. In a few days, you were going home and never seeing each other again. Who cared if he wasn’t being super emotionally intelligent? The two of you could just fuck and go with it, have some fun in the last couple of days. Feelings and anything beyond basic respect didn’t need to be dragged in. You sighed and met his eyes, walking over to him, placing your hands on his shoulders as he sat. Brian seemed surprised at the turn of events, thinking you’d still be pissed at him. He grabbed your hips and looked into your eyes, showing his apologies and pleading for you to forgive him.

“You still have something unanswered,” you said lowly, running your fingers through his curls. He looked at you expectantly. “Why’d you change rooms?”

“Promotion at the hotel. I booked late and couldn’t get a single room consecutively,” he whispered, falling under your spell, entranced by your fingers in his hair, your sense, the way your skin felt so smooth, the way you looked. You nodded. “You aren’t mad?” he said, confused. He didn’t want to bring it up again, but found your sudden affection strange. You shook your head.

“It’s not like you’re my boyfriend, Brian,” you said. Brian looked down at your waist, which was at his eye level, and moved his hands up your body. A bit of a sad thought, really, but he could barely remember anything at this point and nodded, pushing down on your mid-back to get you to lean over to kiss him. Your lips met, and you melted into each other. You quickly climbed into Brian’s lap and worked on unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it off. You pushed your hips into each others, gasping into each other’s mouths at the pressure and moved together, still kissing. Something seemed to switch within Brian soon after, and he flipped you over suddenly, removing his pants then climbing over you. He looked down, admiring your body, before pulling the string tied behind your neck of your bikini, before grabbing the middle and pulling it off, exposing yourself to him. Brian groaned and leaned down to kiss you again. Your hips slotted against each other and you whined into his mouth as he pressed down hard into you, him growling in response before quickly grabbing your wrists and holding them above your head, making you out of breath with his lips and tongue. He continued to pin you down with one hand and reached down with the other to feel you through your swim bottoms, pressing hard making you whine even more into his mouth. He quickly snaked his hand underneath the hem and rubbed at you shortly before growing impatient and pushing two fingers into you, you exclaiming a bit at the sudden stretch but accommodating him no problem. You moaned and bucked into his touch as he nipped at your neck before he again couldn’t take it any longer, pulled out of you and flipped you over, removed both of your remaining clothing, and held your chin up and forced his fingers into your mouth.

“Good girl,” he muttered as you sucked them clean. It wasn’t long before Brian pushed into you, both of you sighing before he took you hard but so well. He grabbed your hips as he used his force to take you, and this time you couldn’t help but be a bit loud, not quiet like last time. Brian seemed to be unable to contain his noises as well, him humming through closed lips before his mouth fell open in a louder groan before he tried to quiet himself again. To deal with your noise, he took a hold of your hair and pushed you down a bit into the mattress, which did a bit to muffle the sounds. Brian felt so good, so perfect for you and he soon picked your hips up and started rubbing at you quickly again.

“Fuck, I’m not gonna last much longer,” he strained, but it was no worry as you soon clenched down and finished upon him. Brian sucked in air through his teeth before letting go with a loud groan through his exhale and finishing, essentially collapsing on top of you. After a minute of panting in your ear, which sent shivers down you, he lifted off and cleaned you up quickly and weakly before he grabbed you firmly again and pulled you on top of him into his chest. You huffed at the movement but quickly nuzzled into him taking in his addicting scent as you tried to calm down. He pet your hair slowly and you clutched onto his shoulders tight. Eventually after taking a while to still calm down, you looked up to him, his eyes closed but still awake. You nudged your nose to him and he kissed you, met you back with a soft passion, gentle compared to before. The two of you hummed happily into each others mouths as you calmed yourselves with soft kisses for a bit before caressing his face, both of you opening your eyes.

“I really didn’t mean to upset you. Ever,” he said softly. You nodded and kissed him again.

“It’s just for the holiday, isn’t it?” you said, kissing him again. Brian didn’t nod really, but looked at you and didn’t disagree and kissed you again. “It’s alright,” you said.

“I do want to see you again,” he said like he was letting you know but telling it to himself at the same time. You nodded. Brian rubbed over your back comfortingly in large strokes and you softly curled his hair around your fingers. “Fuck,” he whispered, not knowing when he could or how he’d contact you again. At this point, you would have given him your number, but there was no guarantee Julie wouldn’t answer. There wasn’t a clear solution. “The beach? Tomorrow? We’d have to go really early in the morning, I’m sorry, but we could at least see each other. And then maybe later again in the night if I can get away,” Brian proposed. You thought for a second, tilting your head down and looking away. You could say you were going for a morning run, maybe go before Julie even woke up and rejoin for breakfast.

“Yes, tomorrow,” you decided, kissing Brian again. He kissed you back more thoroughly now, and the two of you stayed this way, close and gentle for a bit longer, before he pulled away. You braced yourself but were still sad for what you knew you both knew would have to happen now.

“Can’t stay long,” Brian whispered.

“Me either.” Brian paused, looking deep into your eyes and brushed some hair behind your ear. “I wish I could stay,” you admitted.

“Me too,” Brian said. Both of you kept trying to break away but couldn’t, as if you were glued together. The two of you slowly dressed, touching still in some way throughout the process, before you both stood by the door, looking at each other. “Tomorrow. It won’t be long,” Brian said sorrowfully as you nodded, and you opened the door and left, not able to look back. You paused for a moment, sighed, and quickly made your way to your room to dress a bit more. But Julie was there.

#brian may #brian may x reader #queen #brian may smut #brian may imagine #my writing

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Who tf is Kaito Shinonome (Part 8)

My interpretations/headcanons (cont.):

Dracmon already reached his Adult/Champion stage before meeting Kaito

I actually wanted to include this in a longer post detailing each of the partnerships the kids have with their digimon, but FUCK IT I’m going to write about it here first

Champion stages are called “Adult” stages in the original Japanese, following Rookie stages (“Child” in the original Japanese)

This is meant to symbolize “growing up”

Adult stage digimon tend to… y’know… act like adults compared to the more childlike Child stages

Compare Angemon and Patamon, for one of the more extreme examples

Dracmon already had his Adult stage unlocked, because this reflects the fact that Kaito already had to “be an adult” once in his life (and still kinda does now, with the way he treats Miu “like her dad”)

You could argue that Ryo also had to grow up fast after losing his mother (and possibly Saki, too, with her own complications)

But I think the difference is that Ryo responded to his Life Changing Incident by becoming withdrawn and depressed, while Saki became rebellious and “spoiled” (she’s not actually, but she does what she can to get what she wants)

But Kaito responded by becoming independent, not trusting others to take care of him, and deciding that his own needs were unimportant compared to Miu’s

Another hint is that when Takuma first meets him, he thought Kaito “was an adult”

Does that mean Dracmon evolved randomly one day?? …That would be hilarious, but tbh I don’t know

I don’t know the exact mechanics behind evolution among bonded digimon -- do they need their partner physically with them to evolve? Maybe Dracmon just had it unlocked but couldn’t access it without meeting Kaito?

He just meets Kaito that day in Part 3, and he’s like, “I don’t know why, but I have an intense urge to howl at the moon”

He likes cute things

There’s a dialogue option you can choose where he’ll go on a looong spiel about how adorable he thinks Miu is

Sooo… cute things probably remind him of her, and he loves Miu, so by association, he likes cute things

That has been my scientific analysis thank you for reading

He fell for the fake Dracmon in the waterways at first for like 0.001 seconds until the fake Dracmon talked a bit too much shit with no actual sass, and he was like, “... You’re not Dracmon.”

And proceeded to ignore every other fake until he found the real one

Alternatively, the fake ones just talked shit while the real one offered to help him find Miu (parallel to when they first met?)

The point of the fakes was to distract everyone from finding each other (specifically Shuuji), and he seemed to be doing just fine distracting himself by searching for Miu :^)

There was a period where he and Miu were very close, before drifting apart a bit before the Incident (but in a normal sibling way)

Tbh, I flip-flop in my head about what their relationship was like before the Incident, since we never get anything fully concrete about it

I think it’s obvious they got along at the very least

For now, the impression I get is that they used to be close when they were a few years younger (played games together, teased each other, played pranks on each other), before growing up and getting more interested in their own lives instead of the other’s

And then the Incident happened and made things Very Complicated

In Part 4, when talking to Shuuji about siblings, the original Japanese has Kaito say something along the lines of his and Miu’s personalities not meshing well

The English localization kinda has a similar line? “Maybe she and I just can’t get along.”

Maybe this led to them being unable to connect with each other like they used to when they were younger?

Syakomon mentions in the Harmony route that the ordeal of the kemonogami world made the sibs realize how strained their relationship had become

Implying their relationship had to have been closer than they are now

But that could mean a lot of things…

This might be refuted by the flashback at the beginning of Harmony Part 8, where Miu says that after the Incident, “even Kaito is clingier than usual”

Implying that he was always “clingy”

I’m not sure what the original Japanese says, but the Korean version actually says something different: “and my brother’s sticking to me like never before”

Idk how accurate the Korean translation is, but given the similarities between the two languages, I can’t see many mistranslations happening unless it was a creative decision

This could also have many possibilities: maybe he wasn’t protective over her before? Or maybe he was, but just not to that extent

Given his strong sense of responsibility and general kindness, I feel like the latter’s more likely

But you can be protective without being close, especially in an older-sibling/younger-sibling relationship

This could also explain why he took the Incident so badly and personally -- if he hadn’t been that involved in her life before, he’s trying to overcompensate by being TOO involved

He has a good sense of direction

The basis for this is just that he seems like he would

Also, from the fact he knew the right way to the amusement park from the forest

This could tie into just having good instincts (which he claimed was the reason for the above lol)

Or maybe he’s just good at navigating woodlands due to living by one

Idk I’ve tried navigating forests before and it’s hard, maybe I just suck ):

AAAAND that’s all folks! Hope you enjoyed reading! I might make another post some time in the future because, believe or not, I had even more to say about this loser alksfjdkhfad

I tried to only add headcanons that had SOME basis in canon (whether or not you agree with my interpretation is up to you!), but I might make a post about more silly headcanons that have little to no basis in canon. Some of which might even contradict the things I wrote here, but… Mom said I can do whatever I want so I’m doing whatever I want >:(

I also plan on making a post like this about Miu and Minoru (my other faves) and maybe even the other characters (Aoi and Shuuji have been growing on me) so stay tuned!!

Check out the other parts here: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

#digimon survive #kaito shinonome

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mingiswow · 2 years

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Boyfriend!Seonghwa

⚠️ english is not my first language, so sorry if there's any mistake

Okay hear me out

Seonghwa strikes me as a very mature man

And he sees his work as just a job

So I feel like he wants to date someone totally out of the industry

Someone who can bring a normal life to him

even If it’s just a little bit

So you guys probably met through mutual friends

Maybe they set you two up because

1) Seonghwa was becoming a grumpy grandpa because everyone he meets just want to take advantage of him

And 2) because your friend thought you’d look cute together

So they got you two into a blind date

He was very skeptical at first

But soon enough he felt more at ease with you and enjoyed your presence

Sure, you do like kpop and sure you do know who he is but that wasn’t what was important for you

You loved his presence and talking to him

And you two found that you had more in common than you thought

Date after date after Seonghwa finally asked you to be his significant other

So yeah something like this

Like I said, he seems like a very mature man so it’s only expected for him to look out for a mature s/o

But he would also enjoy it if you were spontaneous

He loves when you drag him to somewhere random just because

Or when you guys are enjoying each other’s company at home chilling by the ac when you just ask him to go to the beach

These little things make him feel like a teenager in love

And he honestly loves it

But he also loves deep thoughtful conversations with you

When he has his head full of problems and worries because of work and you just let him vent before giving him advice or helping him with the issues

He can’t help but think that you’d be the perfect person to spend the rest of his days with

And because you are both very mature, you barely fight

bc your communication as a couple is very on point

You always discuss and talk about the things that are bothering you

But that also means that when you fight is either because it is something big or because one of you is stressed or burned out

Which leads to intense discussion

You usually are the one backing down first because usually he is the one over-stressed

But also you don’t back down if you believe you are the right one in the situation

But after a few hours of alone time and thoughts, one of you apologizes and you sort it out better

But back to the good things

He doesn’t really have a pet name for you

Just calls you jagiya

He absolutely loves spending time with you

Especially if it’s silent time

He just loves to be in your company even if it’s you two reading or watching some tv with your legs across his lap as he mindlessly draws random patterns on your skin with his fingers

He is not ashamed of pda but also doesn’t overdo it

If you guys are around the boys he is not ashamed or afraid to have you in his lap or cuddling

tbh not even to steal some pecks from your lips

He doesn’t like to go out in public for obvious reasons but when you do he is always holding your hand or you have your arms linked

His kisses

Honestly, I have no idea lol

Because I feel like he is the type of guy to have a type of kiss for every moment

But overall I think he is a gentle kisser

Not a fan of tongue tho

Because it usually gets him turned on

He is very easy to rile up

NSFW from here on ⇉ minors dni ⇇

I hate to admit but yes

he is a dominant person

but I feel not like in full dom mode

more as in controlling the situation

very talkative during sex

giving you orders and praises and guiding you through it

“just like that jagi, move faster”

“you’re so good to me, so obedient”

you feel all giddy from the way he talks to you during sex

like you’re down on him, giving your best mouth performance, and then he smoothly and softly runs his hands through your hair while simultaneously praising you for your good job

He loves roleplaying

like get you on cute and overly sexy outfits and act for him

his favorite one is being the boss and the employee

an absolute ass man

I am talking about having to hold himself every time you wear a short skirt

that being said

loves fucking you on top of furniture with your body bent over and your ass sticking out

even bought one of those special furniture/pillow things so he could have you comfortable while he fucks you

also loves when you reverse ride him so he can grab your ass or watch it bounce and wiggle

if you happen to have a vagina expect him to bring the idea of anal sooner or later in the relationship

he doesn’t last long and he knows that

so he’ll extend the fun and your pleasure by going down on you and teasing you

loves using toys so he can overstim you before he has his ways

also is a big fan of orgasm denial so you better hold that or else he won’t let you cum again

but his favorite part is the aftercare

loves taking you to the bathroom and washing your body

touching it with so much love and care

as he whispers sweet nothings to your ear

thanking you for being so good to him

and saying how much he loves you

before taking you back to bed as he hums soft tunes for you to sleep

overall Hwa is a man who knows what he wants and how he wants and that translates into his dating style

so expect him to be the man you’ll marry because once he finds you, he won’t let go

boi i’m sad now

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nalyra-dreaming · 1 year

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Hi Nalyra

Absolutely loving your beautiful blog, your iwtv takes and your writing ❤️

I was wondering if you have any cute Loustat headcanons you'd like to share?

Hey dear!!

Aww thank you so much, so happy you like! 💕💕

And thank you so much for this ask, loved it though I DID have to think about it a bit 😅

Tbh, I have lots of headcanons, though most of the time they develop in my fics ;)) Some book spoilers based ones, too, I guess, and in no particular order!

I totally headcanon Louis LOVING to brush Lestat’s hair, because Lestat loves it, and actually gets quite… docile (all things considered ^^).

I think Louis, and especially this Louis likes to be seduced. It’s something he can tell himself it’s not his fault when it happens, I mean it’s Lestat, right, and I can just see him becoming a shivering mess with the right attention 😈

(Whenever they live together/are together) There’s never a shortage of new books or warm coats or new shoes, even though Lestat may bitch about it

Louis‘ playlist contains everything Lestat has ever composed or listened to (and he drives Armand insane with it)

The post Merrick Blood-exchange-circle is what Louis truly considers his birth to darkness (more meta than headcanon, probably)

Louis‘ reasoning for red pyjamas is because he loves Lestat’s little drinks (and it’s sometimes messy)

Louis recreates huge and artful and yet wild and beautiful gardens in the Auvergne

He and Lestat visit that bench Lestat dragged up into the mountains regularly to make out in moonlight

They both like sharing baths/showers, purely for skin-hunger/petting/caressing pleasures

They have hilarious (and intense) quickies when Claudia enters their lives (kids, I tell ya)

Louis is a/the main source of proper relationship between Lestat & Viktor because he keeps dragging them both out to plays and makes them talk etc

Louis also makes Armand and Lestat sit down properly (eventually), which… gets intense 😇

Lestat loves to dance, and Louis loves it more than he likes to admit

Louis „confiscates“ Lestat‘s old room in the Auvergne, refitting it for the two of them

Lestat takes Louis to the witches‘ place and where he killed the wolves

Louis thinks it cute that Lestat keeps confusing certain English/French terms, no matter how old he is

The real reason why Louis refuses to re-turn a human Lestat is because he knows he wouldn’t be able to stop, he wants him too much

Louis misses Lestat in higher-heeled shoes and privately curses modern fashion

Lestat mixes their own toothpaste (yes I do think they brush) with his own blood mixed for taste in and Louis only realizes that on the ship when he leaves with Claudia (ok this one is bittersweet)

Louis teases Lestat mercilessly in regards to that obnoxious Medusa ring

if and when they share a coffin it doesn’t matter where or when they are they just… are. And it’s beautiful.

Also some bittersweet (canon) things that live rent-free in my head

in the Prince Lestat era Lestat spies on Louis at Trinity Gate … but Louis was almost as strong as Lestat then. I always figured he must’ve known (or seen it in the minds of others). And he waited for Lestat to come to him (and Lestat eventually did, to Rue Royale after broadcasting to let Louis know to come there)

Louis dusting off Lestat and brushing Lestat’s hair in/post Memnoch. That’s actually canon, since David is embarrassed when he realizes they’ve both stopped doing that (in Merrick)😭

Louis knows Lestat needs emotional support and extends it, quietly, surely, holding his hand etc

Louis and Lestat steal away from the court to spend time alone in Paris (where Lestat has (always) rented hotel rooms😈)

Hope you like!! I‘d love to hear yours 🤗💕

#asks #thank you dear!#interview with the vampire #iwtv #headcanon #loustat #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #book spoilers #loustat headcanon #lestat x louis #ask nalyra

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prbni · 23 days

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Kpop opinion from a former stan that no one asked for

Kpop used to take western samples and then modify it since a long time ago but now its just the western samples sung partly in Korean and mostly in English, they don't even put the effort for putting in sounds and instruments to make it sound more like Korean pop.

I have argued with second and third gen stans against this in almost every comment section, but for 4th and 5th gen stans I do have to say that a lot of your faves can't sing live and dance simultaneously and NO its not okay, its the basic requirement to be an idol. Otherwise, you're just a backup dancer and not idol.

Echoing the first opinion, the only 4th gen boygroup that actually has been consistent in delivering a beautiful discography has been TXT. For others, I can mute the sound and just watch them dance and it won't make much difference.

If intense choreos are the issue, then they could just tone down a bit with the choreos and then make their artists perform LIVE. Older groups like Mamamoo, BTOB, and Winner-YG groups in general focus more on performing LIVE and vibe with the audiences and tbh that looks a lot better than groups just grinding that intense choreo and losing breath.

Le Sserafim have a really enjoyable discography but when it comes to live performance artists, Source Music has downgraded a lot considering they started with GFriend.

Since I brought up Source Music, I'd say HYBE should have delayed girlgroup debuts by a couple of years coz these girlies still need training on live performances. The boygroups tho *chefs kiss*

Girlgroup discographies have saved the 4th generation of Kpop. Hoping for boygroup discographies to have the same upgrade. TWS discography gives me hope even though they just debuted.

Groups like NMIXX, ITZY and G-Idle don't fall into the categories I mentioned above. Those babes can blast their mics with vocals AND shake that leg simultaneously.

The obsession with noise music needs to go. Not everyone can do it properly. Plus we don't need to hear the same kind of bass boosted music for every other Kpop group. Bring the diversity back.

The only company that kinda knows what they are doing with the noise music genre is SM Entertainment.Even though NCT songs are either hit or miss, atleast I can tell they aren't lazy about it and are methodically experimenting with the sound. SM might be shitty about a lot of things but they're serious when it comes to music.

Coming to SME, the management has messed up with things a lot of times and idk what changed but they've taken a few good decisions so far- like, Lucas solo debut, putting Sungtaro into RIIZE where they can individually grow as artists rather than being extensions of NCT,throwing away the idea of NCT Hollywood, debuting an entire unit of NCT instead of 1 or 2 members and doing it through a survival show for more exposure of the members, putting a stop to the avengers group concept etc. Now only if they could bring Seunghan back to RIIZE.

'Self-producing' worked for Seventeen coz their producer is Woozi. A lot of kpop groups are better off having actual composers and producers preparing songs for them.

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Hi! If you feel comfortable speaking about it, could I ask for your take on the red bull/ sky sports issue? And would you agree with audiences seemingly holding sky sport to a higher standard because they are the global feed? Would like to hear it from someone who’s actually a journalist and I trust your ethics, but only if you’re comfortable of course! Thank you!

well, there's a lot here. firstly: Sky are only the global feed because until recently F1 couldn't be arsed to do its own broadcasting, so the British contract got used as the world english language feed because Bernie didn't want to deal with that, so just signed something and made it go away. so Sky being that isn't really any kind of official endorsement or extra responsibility on their part, it's that F1 was like aw shit we need one of those ok fine let's just use yours.

what I think is that Ted's a journalist and he's allowed to say what the hell he likes within that. the clip that seems to have seriously set it all off this weekend (where he said Lewis was "robbed") was him talking about how Lewis has said he felt, so wasn't even editorialising it, he was just talking about how this past year and developing what turned out to be a dog of a Mercedes had played out for Lewis. I, honestly, do not see an issue with reporting what Lewis has said about how he's felt this past year and tbh it'd be much worse to make up shit he hasn't said. so, that is what it is.

Red Bull are smarting very badly from the budget cap thing. both because it has put question on this year's car and because it has dug up 2021 again. I get that this is a sensitive issue for the team and people invalidating achievements that hundreds of people have moved heaven and earth and utterly exhausted themselves to get is incredibly frustrating and disheartening and annoying. social media this season has been exceptionally toxic - think about what was aimed at Hannah Schmidt - so I think that Red Bull have a case for saying that they feel protective of their achievements and

they also have suffered major reputational damage, which can be sponsor damage, via the drawn out budget cap enforcement process. is that part of the appropriate punishment for screwing up where other teams managed not to? yes but also everyone is very tired, at this stage in the F1 season and people are running to breaking point in stress terms.

is it wildly rich for a team that dishes out some of the biggest verbal lashings to get precious about it? I mean, yes but that's Formula 1 for you. Ferrari can get remarkably mouthy for a place that can't go more than half a decade without putting something illegal on their car, y'know. Mercedes certainly have said some shit. even Haas and Williams'll give it out if someone'll listen.

so: I think it is all a bit of a case of everyone being tired, emotional and stressed right now. Ted hasn't done anything wrong and the fans pillorying him are the actual problem in any case; that amount of mental noise is insane. Take last week when for three days there was a different member of F1's presenting team trending every hour over fucking Brad Pitt of all the complete arseholes. and it wasn't Brad Pitt trending! Brad Pitt, this super-famous celebrity we're meant to be sticking our tongues up the butthole of and ignoring serious abuse testimonies about, was not trending, it was the guy who does bits about how qualifying works on Drive to Survive. having been in the eye of that stuff often enough myself (much too often, given Buxton is a Pitt-level celebrity compared to me) it's just like being blasted in a wind tunnel only the only data you receive is the knowledge you are, indeed, a cunt.

anyway, I digress; I think it's an overreaction but contextually an understandable one, given the landscape of abuse and the intensity of the season. and I don't have to hear Christian Horner on the pit wall, so.

#f1 asks

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facets-and-rainbows · 2 years

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Reading practice: Yami Bakura sure has an interesting definition of fun

My yugioh obsession continues unabated.

Which means I've just reread a page of manga that I hadn't read in years and remembered that it's, like, one of my favorite villainous moments ever.

So here's Yami Bakura doing a fun little subversion of the "finally, a worthy opponent!" villain speech, in Japanese with my translations and detailed vocab/grammar notes explaining each sentence:

Okay, so this is near the end of the series, where we're having a card game To The Death between main character Yugi (who would normally be possessed by the spirit of a guy who's really good at card games during a card game, but he's going this one alone) and final boss villain Yami Bakura.

Bakura was seriously underestimating Yugi until this turn, and now he's getting his ass kicked a bit. So he says:

なるほどなぁ... 器の方もそれなりのスキルを持ち合わせていたようだぜ... Well whaddaya know...Looks like the vessel has some skills of his own!

なるほど I see!

な emphasis - he draws it out long like なぁ

器（うつわ）vessel

～の方 Literally "in the direction of ~" Figuratively, it highlights one of several options. Hey look, there's some skills over here by the vessel too! 器の方 = The vessel (as opposed to the guy who usually handles the card games)

も also

それなりの～ its own～, ～in its own way

スキル skill

を makes スキル the object of 持ち合わせる (it's what Yugi has)

持ち合わせる（もちあわせる）have on hand, be equipped with

持ち合わせていた was having, has had - Yugi has had these skills just lying around all along! Who knew!

～ようだ it seems like~

ぜ emphasis (rough/informal, makes the sentence sound really assertive. I think ぜ might be Yami Bakura's favorite particle tbh, he says it so much)

戦い甲斐があるってことにデュエリストは少なからず昂揚感を持つもの...だが... Any duelist would get a good thrill from battling a worthy opponent...But...

戦う（たたかう）fight, battle

verb stem甲斐がある（～がいがある）to be worth verbing

って contraction of ～という "called～" Marks a quote or just kind of works as a filler when you're defining things. "that thing called '戦い甲斐がある'"

こと thing, state of things (～ってこと = the situation where ~, that whole "～" thing)

戦い甲斐があるってこと = "that thing where [an opponent] is worth fighting"

に at, in (duelists take pleasure IN dueling worthy opponents)

決闘者（デュエリスト）duelist. It's the English word duelist written in katakana because English Is Cool (tm), but with the Japanese word 決闘者 still hanging around as a built-in definition. Manga spelling is wild, man.

は makes duelist the topic of the sentence

少なからず more than a little, considerably

昂揚感（こうようかん）elation, exhilaration, rapture

を makes 昂揚感 the object of 持つ (it's what the duelists have)

持つ（もつ）have

デュエリストは少なからず昂揚感を持つ duelists have more than a little exhilaration [in a challenging duel]

もの thing. Nounは～ものだ, literally "Noun is a thing that～" means that nouns are generally ～, nouns ought to ～. Here, it's a duelist's nature to enjoy dueling a worthy opponent.

だが But

あいにくオレはただの殺戮者でね... Too bad I'm just a cutthroat killer, eh?

あいにく unfortunately

オレ I, me

は makes オレ the topic of the sentence

ただの just a~, a mere ~

殺戮者（さつりくしゃ）murderer, butcher (殺戮 "slaughter/massacre/bloodbath" plus 者 person - this is an uncommon and extra violent word for murderer)

で "is, and" - the てform of だ "is/am/are", which is used to connect it to other sentences. "I'm just a murderer, soooooo...."

ね soft emphasis ("sentence, y'know?")

貴様をぶっ殺したあと昂揚感に浸らせてもらうぜ Guess I'll just have to revel in the thrill of slaughtering you! オレ様のターン！ My turn!

貴様（きさま）a rude and insulting way to say "you"

を makes 貴様 the object of ぶっ殺す

ぶっ殺す（ぶっころす）kill, slaughter, annihilate (殺す "kill" plus a prefix ぶっ that makes it extra violent and intense)

ぶっ殺した killed, has killed

(verbた)あと after verb has happened

貴様をぶっ殺したあと = Once I've killed you, I'll...

昂揚感（こうようかん）elation, exhilaration, rapture

に in (he's gonna revel IN this feeling)

浸る（ひたる）soak, be immersed, bask/revel in - used for both liquids and feelings

浸らせる make/let someone be immersed

verbてもらう to get someone to verb for me (もらう means "I receive" and receiving a verb means someone does it for you like a favor)

昂揚感に浸らせてもらう is literally something like "I'll have you let me bask in ecstasy." Figuratively "I'm just gonna go ahead and bask in ecstasy." Telling Yugi "you'll let me do this" rather than asking.

ぜ emphasis/assertiveness

オレ様（おれさま）a deeply self-absorbed way to say "I/me" - he's using the honorific suffix さま on himself. The great and honorable me. My majesty.

の～'s, belonging to～（オレ様の = my)

ターン turn

I love this page so much. It's just so unhinged.

This guy seriously just said he's a sadistic murderer first and a gamer second. In a series where you murder people almost exclusively by beating them at games.

And then keeps playing the game.

Like bro. Just stab him or something at that point.

#yugioh #reading practice #japanese language

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ihopethisendswell · 1 year

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Scooby Doo trending and my general lack of interest of watching Velma ( I don't even have HBO max) just makes me think of my own version of Scooby Doo. As in the one that just won't leave my brain for the day lol. Things that I just thought of

Daphne and Shaggy friendship real. I mean they already were, but in my head they are literally Besties. They both like rock and heavy metal ( Shaggy's secondary favorite music genre). Daphne likes to tease Shaggy occasionally and Shaggy helps reign her in ( she is generally very level headed but can get a little too over ambitious). I was pretty much thinking how fans treat Elesa and the submas twins lol. Pan-Bi solidarity.

Velma, from how I'm envisioning her,is still snarky and sassy and still the brains of the group. I imagine her having trouble making friends and even emoting well, hence why it took her a while to get used to the gang. Is actually pretty close to Fred, both being major history nerds and gifted kids.

Fred is a loveable goof who also serves as a mechanic for the group. A genuine sweet heart " confused but got spirit" type of guy, was the one that brought everyone together. He tries his best to make everyone comfortable ( ie: When shaggy is panicking, Fred always has on him a pair of headphones and a mixtape of 70's music, which he knows would help calm him down. That and the obligatory Scooby snacks). I think he's really good at math too. English/ Literature not so much.

Daphne, as I mentioned before, is a bit ambitious,and honestly a lot more energetic than how I think her canon counterpart is? She kinda the every girl? The muscle, the talker( next to Fred ), the tech expert( again, next to Fred),and very much the fashionista. Honestly,I said that her and Shaggy are Besties, which is true, but I think it would be interesting if the two were childhood friends of shorts? Anyway, Daphne's forever an optimistic and opportunist. Her love for mysteries isn't as intense as Fred or Velma, but she craves adventure - anything to get away from her stuffy mansion.

Shaggy is kinda the protag? Kinda? I tend to focus on his relationship with the rest of the crew, but whatever. He's pretty much how he's always have been, tbh. He wasn't always the hippy 70's loving guy though. He was pretty much a loner, who didn't see much for himself. Then Scooby came into his life, in which then he heard his first 70's song, and it went from there. Daphne was also there too, and she also helped him open up a little AND give him the make over he deserves. Again. Daphne and Shaggy are Besties. Also he has a hobby in cooking! I figured for someone who loves eating food, why not love making it too.

Scooby is the same character wise: just as scared as Shaggy is, but also just as heroic. The thing I'm torn about is if I should have Scoob be a regular dog who can talk, or a dog with some supernatural shenanigans surrounding him. Either way, Scooby is Shaggy's best bud! Kinda the one that lit up his life, tbh.

Okay that's all. This was on my mind and I needed to share.

Edit: On a whim,I made Shaggy and Daphne :)

I wanted Shaggy's locs to be more in his face than the picrew had. Maybe he dyed the tips blonde too? I dunno. I hope you like them :)

Picrew

Edit 2: I forgot Daphne had purple eyes 💀. Whoops.

#r rambles #scooby doo

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minibunbon · 10 months

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Absolutely crying about how useless the internet is now a days ;_;

I started reading punpun (like 100 years too late I know) and why is there literally no place for like spoiler free dicussions anymore. I just want to chat about v1+2 without spoilers and enjoy my slow read through of it (b/c I am slow at reading everything now a days woops).

Please if anyone would like to chat about punpun but now spoil things please talk to me.

[Goodnigth Punpun - V1 + V2 English Omibus Spoilers Bellow]

I really like it so far, and I’ve always wanted to read it but it. I know minimal things about it but it being a depressing coming of age / life line story I always wanted to wait until I felt like I was in an place where I feel ready to read it. And I am glad I did b/c it’s real intense, but also uggg it really is so good, I think it captures how depressing the world is so well. And the monologues are so raw.

Also I really love yuichi’s character, and I can just tell this man is set up for failure but I want him to learn and grow from his mistakes so bad. He seems like a nice man who is just unable to grow from his experiences and it’s so depressing. In a weird way I find myself connecting to him more than anyone else in the story. Not that I share experiences/are the same age as him. But I feel like that lonely unsure of what to do with your life afraid to over commit to anything before you ‘ruin’ things for good (for example like punpun’s parents may feel they have)... Extremely relatable for the young adult in me.

I don’t really connect to punpu yet tbh, I’ve only seen him through elementary and middle school so far. I really do like the potrayal of his just fear of himself and fear of loneliness. And also his lack of good role models and subsequent view of the the world because of it. It’s really so sad all of it lmao. I guess that’s the point of the book. But it’s really just a lot of bad circumstances with good stuff mixed in but you know if people don’t have the right love and support in the end what can you do.

Especially with volume one, all PWC stuff was kind of wild. I feel like it’s really a fine line between children just being children and also the real danger and skewed understanding of everything they get from exploration of things they might not be ready or might be scared by... Like children will always be curious about this stuff... I mean everyone is, but these kids got into some deep shit because of some of the things they saw and many of them will come out with trully formitive expeirences for the worse. I think they will all kind of be fucked up because of this after all...

Anyways I kind of just want all of the adults int this to try a little bit harder and be a little bit better people. Because it just feels like they all have it in them if they just tried a bit more... For punpun’s and aiko’s sake. But I know it wont be like that. And since punpun and aiko kids they will not be able to break any trauma they have yet, so it continues to fester within them as they grow. Maybe they will in the future, but also maybe they won’t. And that’s just sad. Life really is about just observing those aroudn you and either trying to become a better person for whatever reason or failing to do so.

Also in v2 there’s this whole part about punpun thinking he’s this terrible vile thing for wanting yaguchi to loose, and when he does he feels sick about it. And it’s just very relatable, the feeling of like being the worst person in the whole work when you’re 13 years old and feel any emotion what so ever. Again it’s the whole tthese are all normal things for children but without any proper guidance or safe space to explore/understand these things then it all just consumes and makes them feel awful. Honestly amazing of this Inio Asano dude for capturing how a depressed child thinks/feels/acts/views the world.

Anyways my take away from these two volumes is very much just, how much I wish everyone was just a bit of a better person. Then none of this would have happened and no one would be sad. But the world’s not like this at all.

#all this twitter and reddit migration stuff got me down bad #where is the dicussion based internet I knew in 2014 #goodnight punpun #mint speaks #a rare post from mint wow guys #also obv in my quest for spoiler free dicussion I think I obv found some spoilers ;_;

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svere-online · 1 year

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✨My Optimal Qualifier List for Semifinal 2, with commentary✨

This is all personal taste 💙

Armenia- Future Lover

A unique song with beautiful and relatable lyrics, varying intensity, and great potential for staging. She has a beautiful voice and I just love the song a lot the contrast between dreams and reality and wanting and understanding just hits me

Slovenia- Carpe Diem

A catchy catchy bop, takes me back to a lot of classic pop songs from my childhood. These guys are so charismatic and fun on stage they’re a joy to watch and listen to and they sound great I think they can avenge LPS

Austria- Who the Hell is Edgar?

POE POE POE POE POE POE POE POE POE

Love the energy and playfulness of the song while bringing up an issue with how artists are not often really paid for their work plus Poe is the name of my cat. Love their voices and synergy

Georgia- Echo

Y’know, as a person with auditory processing issues, this is what the vast majority of songs sound like to me anyway. I didn’t even notice at first the weirdness with the lyrics, but even now I don’t really mind??? She sounds amazing and really takes over the stage and that presence is important to me in a eurovision act plus not to be pretentious but the imperfect English actually makes me like it more tbh we ESL speakers can brutalize this language a little bit, as a treat

Estonia- Bridges

Bridges might not be popular with a lot of folks this year but it is a very strong ballad and she has so much emotion and I love it. The staging will heavily affect her success I think, but I love the self playing piano and sing along every time I hear it

Australia- Promise

They have extremely powerful dad rock energy and I love it. Love their confidence and comfort on the stage, great performers with a song I like. Little bit generic feeling compared to some previous Australian entries but I look forward to their performance and staging

Albania- Duje

Every year where Albania sends a woman with incredible vocals and traditional instruments is a win in my book. Do I think it will do well with the rest of Europe? No. Do I love their entry every year? Absolutely. I love this song and I think it’s cute to have a family up there together

Greece- What They Say

Okay I actually hated this song at first lol, but after hearing the lyrics clearly it’s resonated more with me and the song grew on me overall. Staging will definitely have to be elevated a bit and the delivery should give more than just teen angst. I realized after someone else pointed it out too, that I’ve been watching this competition longer than he’s been alive, so I’m cutting him some slack

This is where I’m less so picking acts I like and more just ones I would prefer over the remaining ones

:/ sorry

Belgium- Because of You

Formal apology to my fellow El Gee Bee Tees, but I’m not crazy about this song. The message is beautiful and it’s fun and bright and a strong entry with great vocals and energy, but it does start to annoy me after a while so it’s low on my list. I do prefer it vastly over my non-qualifiers, but I’m not super attached to it

And I honestly can’t pick a final qualifier between

Iceland- Power

I love the energy and message of Power, but I agree that it would’ve been better in Icelandic and the music just doesn’t catch me. Mad respect for all the dancing and singing though which is what makes it a qualifier to me

Cyprus- Break a Broken Heart

Break a broken heart is cliché. But, I am a sucker for elemental imagery and I think if the staging and performance elevates it it’ll mean more to me. In rehearsals his voice was actually really good, so if he keeps a strong stage presence I think it can balance out the lacklustre lyrics

If you like my Eurovision commentary let me know and I can continue to spill my brainworms lol

#eurovision #eurovision song contest #esc #esc 2023

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ohmybitna · 1 year

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↳ 8 Shows To Get To Know Me

i was tagged by @sorrowfulliming and @heesulovebot thank you both so much, I had a lot of fun doing this list! ❤️ I tried to choose some shows that have had kind of played a significant role in my life in one way or another, maybe you'll learn a bit more about me through this idk

one tree hill (2003 - 2012) i feel like this one is the most important show if you want to know me. It's half of my personality. I grew up with this show and all of these characters mean the absolute world to me, I relate to them on a deep level and I've rewatched all 9 seasons of this so many times that if you tell me a quote from the show I can tell you who said it and in what context and season (maybe even episode) it was said. It's probably the best teen drama ever made and except for lack of representation (which i can excuse to some extent because it started airing in the early 00s) this is really something everyone can and should watch. Nothing beats the friendships in this show. I'm still searching for the brooke & haley to my peyton tbh

the vampire diaries (2009 - 2017) this show is very special to me because I started learning english more intensely and on my own outside of school because I couldn't wait until they were showing the eps with german dub half a year after they originally aired. I had to wait 4 years until the show made stefan & caroline a couple and no other ship has ever come close to how I felt (and still feel) about them. best friends to lovers will always get me and they did it so well. we do not talk about anything after 7x05, the show ended there for me tyvm. they were by far the best part of the show for me since I dislike a lot of the decisions the show made a lot of the time. but they were the reason I created a tumblr account back in 2015 that I've since forgot the name and password for 😂 it was an account dedicated to making icons for tvd. ugh i miss shows with multiple seasons and 24 eps for each season

blueming (2021) this bl drama is always gonna be important to me since it made me decide to choose film as the thing I want to major in. I got really into independent movies after watching blueming because the cinematography of it astounded me and I wanted to learn more about it and how to create beautiful shots like those in the drama myself. I also rewatch it frequently. siwon is very dear to me.

taxi driver (2021 - 2023) i debated if i should put this or the devil judge/flower of evil/happiness here because i love them all dearly and they're all tied for my fav kdramas of all time but this one was the first kdrama i watched weekly as it aired and I was so obsessed with it and its cases and characters. i love darker themes and case-by-case dramas, it's my favorite genre when it comes to korean shows. kim doki is such a dear character to me and i love the way jehoon plays him. words can't describe how happy i am that it's back on my screen and just as good as it always was. (plus pyo yejin is one of my biggest celebrity crushes i love her sm)

the haunting of hill house (2018) one of the greatest shows ever made and imo the best of its genre. ep 6 of this show especially impressed me so much because it just consists of multiple one-shots. i love mike flanagan, he's my favorite director and if you're into psychological horror i more than recommend watching this and midnight mass because they're both masterpieces. mike has this way of connecting horror and sadness and he does it so so well. I could write essays about his filmmaking and he's my biggest inspiration when it comes to film.

my engineer (2020) this was the first bl I was really invested in, I even bought tickets to the online fanmeeting which i usually never do for anything. these characters and actors really helped me get through the lockdowns in 2020. one of the few bls where they managed to give everyone their fair screen time and made everyone's story enjoyable to watch. also very important part of why i loved watching it was the lack of fanservice they made the actors do and that we got them all in one room reacting to every episode together. it was the best and i wish more shows would do it.

light on me (2021) oh what a show. even though I don't like the ending and I think the last episode had some continuity issues and felt like a second thought in some ways I thorougly enjoyed the ride this drama took me on. the runtime allowed for the show to explore its characters well and made us able to connect with them. i miss that for newer shows a lot. shin daon is and probably will always be my favorite k-bl character, he felt so real and I could see an old version of myself in him. he deserved a lot better and I hope he's off to college living his best life, he deserves it.

one day at a time (2017 - 2020) let me just say that I am NOT a sitcom enjoyer. shows that are targeted to make me laugh usually don't and I get bored early on because I don't get the appeal. nothing against these shows, they just don't speak to me. HOWEVER odaat is a huge exception because I was hooked to the well-balanced use of humor and deep conversations and topics portrayed in this show. plus it also made me laugh!! and sometimes also cry both in the span of 5 minutes. these characters have a special place in my heart. elena halped me a lot in my journey of self-discovery and I loved the way the show portrayed her journey.

bonus: (i know this technically makes it 9 but i didn't know where to put it)

wish you (2021) I'm adding this as well but extra since I only ever watch the movie version of it. it's imo the only kbl that works as a movie. even though not a lot of people love this, it is my most rewatched k-bl (and I think bl in general). I adore Sang Yi, he's a lot like me and watching him be an awkward mess in front of his crush and idol is very cute to watch. the OST for this show is also so good i listen to it all of the time.

i will tag @ghostvalleymasters i hope you haven't done this yet :)

#tag game #about me #i loved making this list #sorry that it took me almost a week you guys #tagged

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