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could you pretend to be in love? (04/10)
The Evolution
pairing: modern!aemond × fem!reader (fake dating)
summary: the time comes for you to step out of your comfort zone a bit, so the party begins and you and Aemond must pretend in a new environment.
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warnings: smoking, mention of weed, alcohol.
It's not like you're an alien, you've been to parties before, it's just not your favorite way to have fun.
And as you enter the huge house with DJ, colored lights pointing in all directions, beer pong tables, people dancing in the middle of it all with the music blasting in your ears and the smell of beer in the air, along with cigarettes and weed, you don't let go of Aemond's hand at any moment.
Fortunately not everyone notices you when you enter the house together, mostly because everyone is immersed in the big party, but some heads do turn to look at you and Aemond.
And together, you walk through all the bodies moving to the rhythm of the music, where Aemond has the purpose of looking for a less overwhelming place for you.
He skillfully guides you through the whole place, greeting some guys he meets on the way and congratulating him for tonight's victory, without him letting go of your hand for a second.
Until they finally find a less crowded and a little quieter corner on the back terrace, having in view the kitchen of the house where there are people smoking and drinking and in the background are all the people dancing.
Although the music is still blaring in the background, at least you can talk to Aemond without having to yell and he will hear you. And when you lean against the railing of the terrace, he looks at you with a knowing smile while you try to adapt to the environment.
"You don't really like this, do you?" he says, knowing the answer before you can say anything.
"Do I show it a lot?" you say, letting out a nervous laugh, "And I don't dislike it," you clarify, "It's just not my favorite place to be."
He nods sympathetically.
"I know, but we won't stay long, I promise," he assures you, "Do you want something to drink? A soda or water?"
You smile as you lower your gaze, a little shyly.
"Actually... I think I can handle a beer. It's a party after all."
You don't normally drink alcohol but considering you're at a party, you don't want to look like a party pooper. And you're sure that if you don't relax a little, you'll never make it through the night.
"Are you sure?" he watches you completely attentively, "If you don't want to—
"I'm sure, don't worry," you say, nodding.
"Good," he smiles softly at you, "I'll be right here," he points to the kitchen in front of you, serious and wanting to make it clear, "I'm not going anywhere else and I'll be back very soon."
You let out a small laugh.
"Yes, I know. Now go," you nod to him, smiling.
Aemond nods and walks away towards the kitchen, leaving you momentarily alone but not quite, as you can see him from where you are, moving back and forth with the two plastic cups. And then you focus around you, watching people dancing, laughing and playing party games.
The smell of cigarettes and weed reaches your nostrils, but you don't take much notice, as Aemond's company makes it all seem more bearable.
The music continues to echo in the atmosphere and after a few seconds, Aemond returns with the two cups in both hands, offering you your beer and you accept it with a grateful expression.
"Thank you," you say, feeling more relaxed to have him by your side again.
"I really didn't expect you to be up for a beer," he tells you with a playful smile.
"Please, it's just a beer," you reply with a laugh, taking a small sip.
"Careful or you might become the queen of the party."
"Don't overdo it," you tell him, laughing. "And what are you drinking?" you observe him curiously.
"Just beer," he says with a shrug, "But I drive, remember? So this will be the first and last of the night."
Aemond raises his cup in a casual toast in your direction, you smile and clink your cup lightly with his, then both of you drink in sync.
"Hey, what do you say we take a selfie?" he says animatedly, grabbing his phone, flipping open the camera, "I want to get a picture of you with my initials on your cheeks."
"As long as you don't put it as your wallpaper, it's fine," you joke.
"That's exactly what I want it for. Now smile."
That's what you do, you place your face close to his and you both smile. He takes a few more, where you make funny faces and also where he insists that you give him a kiss on his cheek, taking the selfie.
He then also insists that they take pictures from your phone as well, reminding you that you have to post them to your Instagram later and you rolling your eyes amusedly nod.
And once that's enough, Aemond looks at the photos with satisfaction.
"I'll definitely set this one as my wallpaper."
"Which one?" you ask him curiously.
He smiles and proudly shows you his screen, which features the picture of you with his initials painted on both of your cheeks, smiling and with the colored party lights uniquely illuminating your face.
"I look like an idiot," you say slightly embarrassed.
"A pretty idiot."
He says back, leaving a soft kiss on your cheek, careful not to ruin his initials.
"Now, what's your background going to be?" he asks you intently, watching your phone screen.
"Hum," you also focus on your screen, looking at the selfies, "This one."
You point to the picture of you kissing his cheek and he nods with his little grin. He is about to speak when a third voice makes itself heard between the two of you.
"Aemond!" exclaims Aegon, heading towards you both from a distance with a huge grin and a drink in hand, with Helaena behind him, "There's the star of the night!"
Aemond suddenly tenses up and indeed so do you. You both exchange a quick, discreet glance, where he warns you and gives you a reassuring look at the same time.
And you mentally prepare yourself to pretend and look as in love with him as possible, telling yourself that you can't fuck this up.
"Congratulations, brother!" exclaims Aegon happily, coming towards you both and giving him a friendly pat on the shoulder, "You kicked all those fucker's' asses," he says proudly, then focusing on you, "And you must be Y/N," he adds, grinning at you.
"Hi," you smile, trying to look relaxed and not at all nervous at the sudden appearance of Aemond's siblings.
"I'm Aegon, the older brother who always leaves everyone impressed, the most handsome and intelligent of the family. Pleasure," he introduces himself, extending his hand to you and you shake it almost instantly, laughing softly.
"So he says," Aemond says next to you with an amused smile.
"A pleasure."
"He's just envious and he's already told us so much about you," he lets you know, "Oh and this is our sister, Helaena," he points behind him.
"Hi," you smile at her too.
"Hi, I finally meet you!" she says with a smile bigger than yours, extending her hand in a friendly gesture, "And honestly the handsomest of my brothers is Daeron and the smart one in the family is me."
"See?" points out Aegon to Helaena seriously and incredulously, "Another envious one."
But Helaena pays him no attention and continues to focus on you.
After the introductions, you continue talking to them, who show great interest in getting to know you without losing their friendly and playful touch towards you, they ask you questions and share some comical stories about Aemond, where the conversation flows easily, wich surprises you.
But that's exactly what makes them create a relaxed and fun atmosphere for you, making the party more bearable. Besides Aegon is extremely funny and Helaena conveys a calmness to you that totally goes with your personality, pleasing you.
"I'm excited to have someone new in the family," she says excitedly, "And if you want, we can sit together sometimes on break," she offers, getting your attention more, "I've sat with Aemond and his friends before and I know what it's like, they're frustrating."
"Hey," Aemond reproaches her hurt.
"Am I wrong?" Helaena observes you expectantly.
"Hum," you look at Aemond and then back at his sister, a little nervously, "They are frustrating but fun."
"Want one?" says Aegon to Aemond, offering him a cigarette.
"Sure."
"But yes, sure, we can eat together, I'd love to," you smile at Hel, honest.
"Great."
Aemond lights his cigarette and lets the smoke escape between his lips, then places his other arm around your waist, pulling you a little closer to him confidently, wanting to clearly demonstrate his supposed connection to you.
When suddenly, Aegon takes his leave, watching a group of girls walking past you with great interest.
"I'm going to get something to drink, see you in a bit," he says without even looking at you, already walking away, following the girls and disappearing into the crowd.
Aemond and Helaena roll their eyes before sharing a knowing look between them, this being so typical of Aegon, then she too takes her leave for the moment with a smile.
"I think I'll leave you two alone for now too," she says starting to walk away, "Have fun!" she exclaims before getting lost in the crowd just like Aegon.
And once you and Aemond are alone again, you both can finally relax.
"They loved you," he tells you with a small smile, taking a puff on his cigarette, "You did very well."
"Not that they were hard to be with, but now we can relax a little more," you say with a soft smile, "I really liked them. They're very nice.
Aemond nods, agreeing.
"Aegon is a idiot. He loves to have fun and all he cares about is girls, but he's still funny," you nod, "And Hel, well, sometimes she's weird... but she's really sweet and fun too."
"Yeah, I noticed," you say nodding, "And do you have another brother? Daeron?" you ask, remembering how Helaena mentioned him.
"Ah yes, he's the youngest of all," he tells you and you listen carefully, still feeling his hand around your waist, "He's at Honeyholt on exchange in high school. All of a sudden he had the idea of wanting to see another place and Mom supported him. We have family there, so they are taking care of him until he gets into college."
"Oh," you nod, now understanding, "And is he really the best looking of the three of you?" you ask amused and he smiles.
"Of course not, obviously I'm the handsomest," he says condescendingly, smugly and you laugh, "I also have a half-sister, Rhaenyra," he adds, "But she's older than all of us. She's already married, with children and focused on her own family."
You nod again, attentive and interested, keeping that information, since you had no idea.
In fact about the families is something you haven't talked to him about, well, except that you know Aegon and Helaena, but you don't know anything else like for example his father and mother.
And he doesn't know anything about yours either. You suppose it's just a matter of time to build more trust between the two of you as this goes on.
"You don't have any brothers or sisters?" he asks you curiously, watching you intently and you shake your head.
"I'm an only child."
He is about to speak when, again, a third voice interrupts him.
"Aemond!"
You both turn your heads and see one of his lacrosse friends calling from the kitchen.
"Want to play beer pong with us?"
Aemond doesn't answer him right away, as he turns his attention back to you.
"Do you want to play or do you want to talk about it?"
"Hum... the truth is I've never played beer pong," you say a little nervous and embarrassed, "And I don't want to talk about it."
"Then I'll teach you, come on, it's really easy," he says excitedly, taking you by the hand, "It'll be fun, you'll see," he tells you as he guides you towards the kitchen.
You let him guide you, and you too enter the lively atmosphere of the kitchen, where the sound of music and laughter mixes with the aroma of drinks and cigarettes. And Aemond leads you towards the beer pong table where his friends you already know are, setting everything up.
"First, you need a ball."
Aemond says, taking one from the pile on the table and placing it in your hand. And before he can speak further, you do.
"Actually I do know how to play but I've never played," you clarify, "Besides, I have really bad aim."
"No matter, just have fun," he tells you with a reassuring gaze, "And forget about everyone, the stares, the talking, Alys, everything. Let's just have a good time, okay?"
You nod, watching him a little nervously but attentively and he leaves a soft kiss on your forehead, making you feel a strange sensation in your body that you haven't felt before.
But you know that he has done it because you are now among his friends and other people at school, so you have to pretend very well.
Music blares in the kitchen as you and Aemond join the beer pong game and take up position at one end of the table, facing your first opponent.
Aemond still repeats the rules to you once again, but his focus is more on enjoying the moment.
You hold the ball in your hands with a mixture of nervousness, not knowing exactly why, and excitement. And Aemond next to you gives you an encouraging look.
And finally you throw the ball and to your surprise, and also delight, it lands perfectly in one of the cups on the other side of the table.
"Yes!" exclaims Aemond excitedly, with a huge smile, instantly making a high five with you, being his turn.
This definitely makes you feel more relaxed and encourages you to forget about everyone and focus on this moment with Aemond, immersing yourself in these party games you've never tried before.
Aemond continues to hug you and celebrate each successful release, accentuating your complicity so you both keep pretending. That moment of the night progresses with laughter, exchange of complicit glances and impromptu pretending moments.
And every time you suddenly feel Aemond's hands on your waist hugging you and pulling you closer to him, it makes you feel strange and weird sensations through your body, which you try not to give much importance to.
Both Aemond and you immerse yourself in the illusion of the fake relationship, taking every opportunity to enjoy each other's company.
The party continues and as you share laughter and affectionate gestures in the midst of it all, you realize that although the relationship is fake, the connection you now have with Aemond and the fun you share is real.
And when the round of beer pong is over, Aemond introduces you to more of his friends, like Qyle Martell and Cregan Stark. Martell is like Aegon, you can tell and Stark is friendlier and also very nice.
"Are you friends with Alysanne?"
He asks you curiously in the middle of the conversation, as Aemond has one arm around your waist, leaning against the kitchen island, his other hand smoking a new cigarette and you find yourself in the middle of his legs, your hands on top of his arm and hand.
"Yes," you nod to him, "We recently became close."
"I assumed so because I saw her at the game with you," he tells you with a small smile, "But, do you know if she has a boyfriend?" he asks you more curious than before, getting your attention.
You're about to speak when Aemond steps forward.
"Cregan has had a crush on her forever," he says over your head and you turn your attention back to Cregan.
"Well, she hasn't," you let him know, "She told me she recently broke up with a guy from another school."
"Really?" he looks at you hopefully, "And could you talk to her about me? You know, see what she thinks."
You smile, nodding.
"Sure."
"I wouldn't ask you but I thought she was coming to the party."
"Oh no, no, it's fine," you assure him, "I'll talk to her."
"I'm going to go to the bathroom," Aemond announces suddenly, catching your attention.
He gently removes you from between his legs, standing up straight and leaving the rest of his now non-existent cigarette on the kitchen island, then watching you completely attentively.
"You can stay and talk to Cregan. I'll be back soon."
"Sure," you nod to him.
Aemond wanders off towards the second floor bathroom, already knowing that the bathroom down here always has huge lines for wanting to get in, and so you stand around talking animatedly with Cregan, mostly about Alysanne.
As Aemond slips through the crowd, up the stairs and disappears down the second floor hallway, heading for the bathroom.
Actually he doesn't take long at all and soon enough he finishes washing his hands and exits the bathroom, walking back down the hallway to return to the big party downstairs.
But just as he turns down the hallway, Alys appears in front of him, stopping him in his tracks.
Aemond watches her without expression really, feeling a little surprised inside, but only ignores her and tries to walk past her, but of course, Alys immediately blocks his path.
He watches her confused and she places a small grin on her perfectly painted red lips.
"What?" he asks her, disinterested.
"Can't I talk to you? Your girlfriend already so soon set rules for you?" she inquires him too, with a look of superiority, crossing her arms.
He certainly decides to ignore most of her comment and looks at her seriously.
"There's nothing to talk about."
Once again he tries to walk past her but she blocks his path again, irritating him and making him let out a sigh.
"What do you want?" he watches her in exasperation.
"Y/N? Really?" she inquires again pouting and with disdain, making Aemond again let out another sigh, "She's your new girlfriend?"
"Yes, she is," he tells her seriously and firmly, "Do you have a problem with that?
"At least you could be able to get something halfway better than that," she says with a mixture of mockery and seriousness, "I can't believe you dated me and now you're dating her, literally a nobody," she says confused, furrowing her brow.
Aemond frowns, definitely starting to get annoyed by her attitude and the way she's talking about you.
"First, it's none of your business who I'm dating now nor do you even have the right to reproach me for that. And second, Y/N is not a 'nothing.' She is an amazing person and I will not allow you to speak of her like that."
Alys further demonstrates her mockery.
"She's amazing?" she repeats, "Please, no one here even knew her from before she started dating you. She's just another one of those pathetic boring girls who sits in the background and can't say more than three words."
Aemond clenches his jaw, watching her seriously and sternly.
"Watch your mouth."
"Or what?" she teases him, watching him defiantly, "Am I telling lies?"
"Stop talking about her like that," he warns her with determination, "And before you judge her, first see yourself in a mirror, maybe you can fully surprise yourself."
She lets out a cynical laugh.
"Oh, look at you," she coos, "You have become the advocate for shy and invisible girls. No one would have expected it from you, not even me. But I'm sure you're only dating her to annoy me."
Aemond takes a deep breath, having enough of this.
"What I do or don't do doesn't matter to you. And don't get ideas in your head either, you're the last thing on my mind. Don't think you're important, because you're not," he tells her seriously and honestly, "Now, if you don't have anything important to say to me, leave me alone and let me enjoy the night."
Alys grits her teeth, obviously frustrated at not getting the reaction she was looking for from him. And finally Aemond is able to walk past her, away from her. But before he turns and starts down the stairs, Alys stops him with her next words.
"We'll see if the shy girl still likes you that much when you see if she can fuck you well, which I doubt," she says seriously and teasingly.
Aemond purses his lips, taking a deep breath to try to keep his composure. He feels a knot in his stomach, with a mixture of disgust and frustration throughout his body.
"You're completely insane, Alys, insane."
He spits the words at her completely seriously and finally walks away from her, leaving that unpleasant conversation behind.
As he returns to the bustle of the party, he struggles to clear his mind of Alys' words, which are still present and the unpleasant feeling still lingers. And it makes him angry to know that he allowed her to manage to ruin the party for him.
Finally he enters the kitchen and you are still there, talking to Cregan and before heading towards you, he tries to put on his best possible face so that his annoyance and bitterness is not noticeable.
And after a few seconds he turns to you.
"Hey," he says with a forced smile, placing himself back next to you.
Your smile fades a little and this immediately catches your attention.
Fortunately at that moment Cregan leaves you both alone, saying he'll fix himself a new drink, so you give him your full attention, noticing the seriousness on his face that he's trying to hide.
"Everything okay?" you ask him, slightly concerned.
"Yeah," he says softly, taking your hand to entwine his fingers with yours.
"Are you sure?" you ask him, not entirely convinced, "Did something happen?"
"No, no, I'm just a little tired," he lies, "Maybe in a little longer we should go."
Aemond, despite the feeling in him that still lingers, feels that he shouldn't overwhelm you with what happened with Alys. Being here, in the middle of the party with everyone watching them, is enough for you.
He doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable when everything has been going too well so far.
"Sure but... are you sure you're okay?" you insist in a soft voice, running your hand gently across his forehead, gently brushing his hair.
"Yeah, yeah, don't worry," he smiles softly at you.
He holds you against his body, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you between his body, while you look around and realize that there are still, at this point in the party, people watching you.
When then Aemond's gaze falls on all the people dancing, an idea crosses his mind.
He puts on a small amused smile and lowers his face to look you in the eyes, tracing gentle circles with his thumb on your lower back.
"Do you wanna dance?" he asks you with his smile, instantly catching your attention.
You watch him with your eyes slightly wide open and your lips parted, but not because of surprise, but because you were dreading exactly this proposal.
He points with his gaze to where everyone is dancing and you follow, seeing how there are some girls dancing alone and shaking their butts in a fantastic way, there are also couples dancing together and people in groups dancing and singing along to the songs of the moment without a care in the world.
But that's not what catches your attention.
It's the way some girls, not to say most of them, dance in a sensual, sexy way, moving their body and waist in a magnetic way, also their buttocks as if it was as easy as breathing, attracting the attention of boys and girls.
There is no way you can move your butt and body like that. You would like to, but you don't know how.
There are also couples who dance very close to each other, in a very intimate way, chest to chest. Even the guy runs his hands all over the girl's body while they dance to the music and touches her butt in front of everyone.
And that definitely horrifies you.
You know Aemond would never try to touch you like that. Doing something like that didn't enter into any part of the contract.
But you still grimace involuntarily and feel embarrassed. You immediately turn your gaze to Aemond and with a flash of sincerity, you confess.
"I don't know how to do it," you say in complete embarrassment.
You think he's going to make fun of you and you're only going to feel more embarrassed than you already are, but instead, he smiles at you with understanding gently and begins to try to convince you enthusiastically.
"Come on, don't worry about anything, it's easy," he assures you, "Just follow my lead, okay?"
He takes you by the hand gently and guides you towards the center of the house, where everyone is dancing and music is enveloping everything.
Your heart starts pounding, feeling nervous, but you still follow with a certain heaviness.
The music, the colors of the lights and the energy of all these people become a kind of bubble around you. And as you walk, you feel the gaze of some people on you, but Aemond deliberately ignores them, focused on making you feel comfortable.
And once you're both in the center of it all, surrounded by more people, you watch him with some trepidation but he confidently places his arms around your waist, hugging you but leaning back slightly so he can look you in the eye.
"Is this okay or are you uncomfortable?" he asks you attentively leaning down to speak in your ear so you can hear him over the music.
"It's fine," you nod to him, but you lick your lips and really don't even know what to do with yourself.
He glues your body to his, still watching you intently, mostly because his lips brush against the bridge of your nose and it sends an electric current inexplicably through you.
And you feel like your heart will leap out of your chest at any moment from such closeness.
"And this is okay?"
You swallow hard and nod, unable to speak for all the sensations overwhelming you in that instant.
"Now you put your hands around my neck," he tells you as he takes your hands and places them himself where he directs you, then puts his hands back on your waist.
Again you bite your lips, while avoiding looking him too much in the eye, nervous and still not having the slightest idea what to do, but you stay like that, already feeling more the sorrow that maybe he can feel your accelerated heart rate.
"And now we dance, no choreography or specific moves... we just move," he says in your ear softly but loud enough for you to hear.
And just then you turn your attention to the song; One Of The Girls by Lily-Rose Deep, Jennie and The Weeknd.
Oh Gods.
"It's very simple, just sway your hips back and forth to the beat of the song."
You avert your gaze, feeling the awkwardness grow inside you, because you really don't know how to do this. Yet you force yourself to stay in the moment and do this, because it's no big deal, it's just dancing.
"Like this," he says, moving your hips with his hands gently from side to side, guiding your movements patiently, just as he moves his body slowly in sync with yours.
The song swells loudly in the background, creating an intimate atmosphere between him and you. And carefully, you begin to follow the rhythm, letting your hips sway to the music.
And honestly... you just get uncomfortable and barely more so, feeling completely awkward.
"Am I doing this right?" you ask fearfully, already knowing the answer.
"Easy, you're doing excellent," he assures you, "Just let yourself go," he says in your ear, his voice soft and encouraging.
Hearing his comforting words, you strain to relax, letting the melody envelop your senses, as Aemond looks at you with a reassuring smile, encouraging you.
And with his confidence and also his comforting presence, he makes you start to forget about everyone around you and focus on this moment, on him.
And with every movement you let yourself go with the rhythm of the music, as you both move in sync and the tension you felt before seems to dissipate with every second. Especially since some funny gestures from him during the dance make you relax more.
"See? It's not hard."
He tells you as he makes you both move with more rhythm, keeping his hand on your waist and the other on your lower back, not going any further, where every movement makes your body rub against his.
"You're even better at this than me," he mentions amused and you laugh softly.
"Don't be a liar," you tell him watching intently between your body and his, afraid of getting it wrong and missing a beat.
He maintains his grin and your eyes meet his, sharing complicity and amusement. And he encouraging you to let loose even more.
And only then do you start to really enjoy the dance, because you realize that you're probably not the only one who feels a little out of place, besides no one is even paying attention to you.
All the people here are enjoying the music in their own ways. So with each step, you become more immersed in the moment, forgetting the stares of others and remembering that you're also pretending with Aemond, so you stick a little more towards him, if possible.
"Yes, just like that," he says in your ear, his voice soft and soothing, "Alys is watching us."
He says as he glances out of the corner of his eye toward the entrance to the kitchen, where Alys is leaning against the wall.
And you discreetly look around for her, finding her and seeing the surprise and disbelief in her gaze as she watches the two of you, pursing her lips, looking clearly annoyed and even... indignant.
Immediately the look on Alys' face makes you feel uncomfortable and embarrassed, but you decide that won't distract you and don't pay too much attention to her, preferring to focus on the moment.
With each movement, you feel more in tune with the music and with Aemond next to you, who brings his forehead together with yours, sharing a moment of complicity as they continue to move to the rhythm of the music.
"I'm going to kiss you now, okay?"
He says suddenly and you instantly feel tense and nervous again. But you understand why he wants to do it, clearly because she's watching right now.
"Okay," you say swallowing hard, having no idea if he even heard you over the music.
When he separates a little, just a little from you, still keeping one of his hands on your waist while with the other he gently places it on your right cheek, sliding his fingers across your soft skin.
Your gaze meets his, where there is a new lightness of silent complicity but in a more intense way that you can't quite describe.
His gaze is totally determined and even makes you feel nervous immediately, where not only his eye inspects your face, but also your parted lips just centimeters below his, this drawing more than anything else his attention.
This does not go unnoticed by you and you feel more nerves in your stomach, but when he leans forward, closing the short distance between the two of you, you tell yourself that you must be pretending just as well as he is.
You both close your eyes and the brushing of lips is soft and hesitant, where a barely audible sigh escapes your lips as you too let the overwhelming feeling of having to kiss Aemond in front of all these people.
The sound of your heartbeat echoes in your ears as his lips finally catch yours in a soft kiss.
You think it will be like the first time, just the contact of lips against lips, but Aemond literally moves his mouth, really starts kissing you, caressing his lips with yours... and you unexpectedly and instantly follow him.
Surprised and completely unsure, you feel Aemond take a firmer hold of your waist and deepen the kiss, while you try not to gasp into his lips and let yourself be carried along by his movements.
For you, each movement of his lips is like a new melody, awakening a surge of emotions that take your breath away.
This is completely new to you.
It is completely different from the first time you both kissed.
Your hands instinctively cling to his shoulders, seeking support amidst the whirlwind of sensations that engulf you, unable to help but feel a pang of surprise as you feel the softness of his lips against yours.
And though you are both pretending, both you and he let your own emotions mix with it.
Aemond continues to tenderly caress your soft skin with his thumb as he tilts his head and latches onto your lips once more, slow and deep, letting you feel everything.
His hand slides deftly down your neck and tangles in your hair, drawing you closer to him in an intimate, passionate gesture. And though you can't help it, everything about him envelops you.
You feel every detail, his comforting closeness, the smell of his cologne, so manly, the cigarette taste in his mouth that somehow you don't dislike at all and the way he is holding you against his body.
And finally when you are both out of breath, you separate and silence fills the space between you, broken only by the distant sound of music and the racing beat of your hearts.
Your gaze again meets his and strangely you find yourself lost in him, with an unspoken question hanging in the air as you both process what has just happened.
When he smiles softly, as if he is complicit in a secret shared between the two of you, which he is and leaves another soft kiss on your lips before continuing to dance with you, wrapping his arms around you confidently and firmly.
You again let yourself be carried away by the music, wrapping your arms around his neck again, with a question in mind:
What the fuck just happened?
Then, in the middle of the dance, Aemond again whispers in your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.
"I think that went very well," he murmurs knowingly, "Alys keeps looking at us."
And then reality comes back into your mind.
Oh... right.
Reality comes back to you like a sudden blow, reminding you of Alys' presence and why you made out with Aemond like that, leaving the magic or spell of the moment.
You try to keep your composure, as if the kiss hadn't affected you in the slightest, but deep inside you know that's not true.
You try in vain to ignore the feeling of discomfort and surprise that creeps up inside you as you continue to dance with Aemond. Each movement seems stiffer, the music sounds louder and the weight of the kiss suddenly weighs on your shoulders.
Although you try to maintain the appearance of normalcy, Aemond seems to notice your change in attitude and looks at you intently, his brow slightly furrowed.
And despite your attempt to keep your face serene and completely unconcerned, he can still see the tension building up in your expression.
So finally, Aemond breaks the silence that hangs in the tension-laden air.
"Do you want me to take you home?"
The question instantly catches your attention, but first you focus entirely on him.
"Don't you want to stay a while longer?"
"We've done enough and besides... I'd like to go get some rest."
"Okay, yeah, sure," you say in a soft voice, starting to pull away from him.
Aemond offers you a comforting smile before taking you by the hand and leading you towards the door, but not before saying goodbye to his friends and warning his siblings, who he asks if they will go home with him, but Aegon is still enjoying himself and so is Helaena.
The cool night air envelops you as you leave the house, bringing with it a feeling of relief and release. And as you walk away along with Aemond, you feel the tension slowly dissipate, giving way to a feeling of peace and tranquility.
But there is still that uneasiness and uncertainty within you.
The sunlight enters through the kitchen windows, while you finish placing your breakfast on the table and your father's too, starting a new week.
Normally on Mondays your father comes in a little later to work and taking advantage of his free time, he always drives you to school, so early in the morning you text Aemond that you don't need him to pick you up and that you'll see him at school.
At first you and your father talk about anything between scrambled eggs and sips of coffee, when suddenly the conversation takes a serious turn when your father mentions college, your future.
"Have you applied for college entrance exams yet?" he asks you, with a look of slight concern on his face, "I understand the application season is almost over."
Instantly you feel a knot in your stomach and involuntarily tense up, nervous.
"Yes, Dad," you reply in your slightly shaky voice, trying to hide it," I already have."
"Very good," he nods at you with a small smile, "Just make sure you're aware of all the deadlines and requirements. This is important and who knows...maybe you can get into Oldtown."
God.
This makes you even more nervous, but you tell yourself that you trust Aemond completely and that he is handling your direct application to Oldtown.
You haven't talked to him about it but that's what he's surely been doing, he has to. He promised to deliver on this if you fulfill your role as a girlfriend in love so he must already be doing it.
So you feel confident that everything will work out.
Again you nod in your father's direction and both of you resume breakfast, while you think that you have Aemond totally on your side in this.
Breakfast doesn't last any longer and soon your father is already dropping you off at the school parking lot. You kiss each other on the cheek, wish each other good day and finally get out of the car.
Both the hallways and the parking lot are flooded with students as you try to weave your way through them to get to your locker, hoping to run into Alysanne soon.
But instead you see Aemond who is engaged in a lively conversation with his friends at the lockers. And you don't know exactly why but seeing him immediately makes your nerves explode.
Since that kiss on Friday, neither you nor he has talked about it. He only drove you home after the party was over for him and you, where neither of you made a comment about it.
And honestly... you still feel a little weird about it.
You mean, you've never made out with him like that before, or with anyone else. And that's why you haven't stopped thinking about it, but you don't want to talk about it either, you feel it will be awkward.
And you don't need to turn to him and talk to him for him to notice you, as unconsciously his gaze meets yours as he laughs at a comment from one of his friends.
And he instantly says goodbye to his friends to head towards you with a small grin on his lips, which you return to him from a distance, until you both close the distance.
"Hi."
"Hey," he says to then unexpectedly drop a soft, quick kiss on your lips.
You remain static for a moment, as you're never really going to get used to this.
"Everyone's watching us," he says quietly to you in a discreet manner as he places one of his arms around your shoulder and begins to walk together with you down the hallway, "So, your dad drove you today?"
You nod as you both walk down the hallway together, where admittedly, you notice how some people are still watching you as you pass, but with Aemond's closeness, you are comforted.
"Yes, he did."
And as the two of them approach your locker, a nervousness begins to grow in your chest and stomach.
You hesitate for a moment before you renew enough courage to ask Aemond what you want to know, with the question hovering constantly in the back of your mind, ever since breakfast.
And releasing a long breath, you dare to speak.
"Are you already working on my college application?"
You immediately regret it, but what can you really do? He's already heard you.
Aemond's eye reflects surprise for a moment before a more serene expression settles on his face.
"Why do you ask?" he asks with genuine curiosity.
You bite down on your lower lip, feeling a bit awkward at the revelation of your concerns.
"N-no, it's just... I had a conversation with my dad about it, and I just wanted to know, that's all," you explain, hoping you don't sound too anxious.
"Well, don't worry about it, I've got it under control," he assures you with his reassuring look, when he quickly changes the subject, "And listen, I've got training now, so I've got to get to the field already but I'll see you in class later, okay?"
You say nothing, he doesn't give you the time, as he gently this time leaves a soft kiss on your forehead and walks away, leaving you with your heart beating fast and a mix of emotions that leave you reflective.
And then throughout the school day, you meet Aemond at various times during the day and each time, he is there for you. And the next few days too.
You walk to class together, share laughs at lunch or just in the hallways, as well as Aemond always pretends and proves to be an attentive and gentlemanly 'boyfriend' in the eyes of others.
Every affectionate gesture from him to you, from his gentle kisses to his warm hugs or holding your hand, even to post new photos together to the social, is perceived as genuine and affectionate.
And to you, each of these acts is just a facade, a role you're both playing to keep up appearances in front of others. And you remind yourself that these gestures mean nothing, other than to pretend.
But despite your attempts to keep yourself emotionally distant, you couldn't help but feel touched and to some extent 'special' by the way Aemond treats you.
It's like acting in a movie and being actors playing a couple in love, but you wonder; how come in real life actors don't fall in love for real?
And every time Aemond gives you too much attention and treats you like a boyfriend should treat his girlfriend, a little part of you starts to fear that these gestures might start to be more than just acting for you.
But you know you can't get confused and you can't get your hopes up foolishly. You also tell yourself that you can't let your feelings get complicated now, because it's not the right thing to do.
But still you fear that maybe you might mistake his actions for something real, when you shouldn't.
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posts and pictures with conrad fisher — C.F.
warnings: cursing, suggestive comments
authors note: i'm completely guessing on conrad's birthday since the show and book are different i think? i looked it up and didn't get a straight answer so.... 2005 it is!
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its_y/n when he likes book girls >>
con.rad.05 I just have so many green flags 💪🏻
| jere_fisher that's a big fat lie. 🥱
| con.rad.05 haha, very funny 😐
| jellybelly boys stop fighting or I'll tell my mom
jellybelly girls who read are just better 🤷🏻♀️
| steven.conklin Oh yeah, cause you would know, Mrs "I'm failing english"
| taytay.madison be nice.
| its_y/n the boys are so mean today
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jere_fisher what did I walk in on?? 🤢
its_y/n you're just jealous bffr 🙄🙄
| jere_fisher yeah right, best joke I've heard all week.
jellybelly noooo, they're so cute omg
con.rad.05 thanks for the new lock screen jere!
steven.conklin We've lost another solider 😔 RIP conrad, you will be missed. 💔
| jere.fisher no more boys time, he has to hang out with his girrrrrrllllfriendddd
| its_y/n yup! i stole him and you can't have him back 😘
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its_y/n summer lovin' ☀🩷
con.rad.05 had me a blast
| jere_fisher happened so fast??
| camcameron hey! This is my song 😟
| its_y/n we'll find one for you and skye, don't worry 😉
jellybelly that dress looks amazing on you
| con.rad.05 everything looks amazing on her, be real
| its_y/n there's too much flattery in here, I have to leave 🤭
steve.conklin No pic cred??
| its_y/n sorry bud, there's always next time!
| steven.conklin There won't be a next time 🙄
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con.rad.05 maybe the deb ball isn't THAT bad
its_y/n the best escort <3
| con.rad.05 you still need to pay me for my services 😏
| its_y/n aaaand you ruined the moment.
jellybelly taken moments before the mustard disaster
| its_y/n it was a sad day 😔
jere_fisher I was a better escort 🤭
| its_y/n you did eat that dance
| jere_fisher there are 8 letters in Jeremiah 🤯
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its_y/n bed head
con.rad.05 I can give great head
| its_y/n CONRAD FISHER STOP THAG RIGHT NOE
| con.rad.05 what will I get if I do?
| jere_fisher PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOP
jellybelly surprised he didn't kick you out of the bed
| its_y/n almost!
steven.conklin Get your filthyhands off my boyfriend!
| its_y/n never!! >:)
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con.rad.05 I'm stealing her permanently
steven.conklin You can steal me next 😘
| con.rad.05 I'd rather not...
| steven.conklin Mhm, sure, you're totally not just covering bc of y/n 😒
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its_y/n life recently >>
taytay.madison no me in the recap??
| its_y/n I'M SORRY, YOU'LL BE IN THE NEXT PHOTO DUMP I PINKY PROMISE
con.rad.05 i love loving you.
| its_y/n why do you only say romantic things on instagram 😔
| con.rad.05 to show off
jere_fisher summer ending is going to be awful
| steve.conklin preach brother 🙌🏻
jellybelly the best summer in the books
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𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨★𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 ᵖ.²
warnings: mature content - smut
-read part one first
title: the date
(this was originally uploaded on wattpad)
you were ready at 7. you look into the mirror, preparing for the worst date of your life. deep down you wanted to go, considering how satoru had your legs shaking a few hours ago and your still a little wobbly.
a bang could be heard at your door, that would be satorus foot sense he was holding a giant bouquet of flowers in his left hand and the keychain of his car keys swinging around his index finger in his right.
he was wearing his sunglasses and a white dress shirt, his sleeve slightly rolled up to his elbows; the sexiest thing a man can possibly do and he looked so good.
the moment you open the door he grins. "aw and i was secretly hoping you weren't ready." he places the flowers on the table beside the inside of your front door and he pulls you out by your waist.
"my phones inside." you go to re-open the door but he pulls you away by your wrist.
"you won't be needing that, i promise ill be able to hold your attention for a few hours."
"oh you think you will? where are you taking me?"
"impatient as ever, you'll have to wait for the surprise." he opens his car door for you and sarcastically gestures for you to get in. "your seat madam."
you giggle, rolling your eyes before taking his hand and helping yourself into his car.
a minty scent filled your nostrils once he nearly slammed the door shut, oblivious to how expensive his own car was. casual satoru.
after hoping in himself be lifts his sunglasses from his face and placed them on your head. considering his car windows and windshields were practically completely black out.
"you ready?" he smirks, blasting the A/C before driving off with a loud roar.
your arms shiver at the breeze. "not really."
"oh don't give me that attitude now, you and i both know your exited aren't you?"
the undertone of sass in his voice is what makes him so punchable that you almost wanna fuck it out of him. "only a little bit."
he smirks. "oh only just a little? don't worry i'll make it worth your while."
arriving at what seemed to be a fancy restaurant; well, that's a close assumption. sense he's the only car here he probably rented the whole place out.
inside was fucking beautiful for no reason. you were impressed. you didn't take satoru for the guy to go all out, he seems more like the fast food douch type of guy but sometimes you forget this man is annoyingly rich.
you sit down at a table for two, nobody was in there except the two of you. his efforts make you smile.
"well would you look at that, y/n smiling?"
"you seriously rented out a whole ass restaurant? i'm really impressed." you smirk, your brow raising.
he cockily grins and flicks his wrist dramatically. "oh shucks." his voice was laced with sarcasm. "we're you expecting any less?"
"welllll" you drag. "maybe."
he gives you a 'hmph' while shaking his head. the waiter finally, nervously comes over and takes our orders. the poor girl looked new to the job. of corse satoru ordered almost everything on the menu. this man eats so much yet stays so skinny. you envy him.
the date went... surprisingly good. of corse satoru was making you laugh and keeping you flustered all while keeping you on your toes. he was slick with everything he did. you barley noticed you were blushing a majority of the time.
heading back to the car with a cheesy smile on your face from the way he kept purposely bumping your shoulder with his elbow and trying to trip you repeatedly. but he knows damn well if you were falling mid air he'd catch you.
"thank you, i had a good time." you say looking to your left as he settled himself in the drivers seat.
he looks over at you and brushes your hair behind your ear. "the days not over yet."
you feel his fingers linger against your ear and sadly only that much of physical touch is making your thighs squeeze together.
as he pulls his hand away to start his car you pull it back and hold it against your cheek, kissing the palm of his big ass hand. his fingers were soft. you don't know what got into you but your body was just on autopilot for a second.
"hm," he hums, amused by your sudden boldness. he grazes his thumb across your gloss coated bottom lip. "what?"
you really put yourself on the spot with this one. 'what' was right. cause your asking yourself the same thing. "i like it when you touch my face."
"oh?" your fingers that were holding his hand to your cheek slowly glide down his arm in a teasing manner. earning the reward of his smirk. "is this you trying to seduce me?"
feeling your cheeks heat up, you shrug. the shrug giving both truth and lie cause you really didn't know what you were doing, but you were aware of how your pussy reacts to him. almost like it got a mind of its own. and right now it was controlling you. "maybe."
he moves his hand from your cheek to behind your ear and through your hair. "not really your gig is it?"
"will you ever stop being annoying?"
"nah, not to you at least."
you smirk and lean in closer. yeah, it wasn't your brain nor your heart taking control. this was one hundred percent your hormones.
"oh your feelin' ballsey huh." he smirks, his eyes starring at your appetizing lips.
his hand wraps around the back of your hair and pulls you closer, it feels like a magnetic field the way your lips come crashing together. like he was showing you that you weren't alone in having your genitals taking over like fucking ratatouille in your pubes or something.
he nearly yanks you over his console and onto his lap. his seat reclining and his hands planted on your hips.
your dress took the hint sense it was sliding up over your ass. reveling his surprise from you wearing no panties.
you feel his fingers reach to tug at the strings of your underwear but he realized there was nothing to tug on.
you feel the giant smirk on his lips as he realizes. but you don't back away, not yet. you need more of his lips. more of his tongue. more of his teeth bitting your bottom lip. like it was addicting.
his hands hold you in place as he presses his bulge against you. the fabric of his pants wetting from the touch of your needing folds. that's how wet you were.
your hand slides to his belt, unbuttoning it with ease and before you know it his dick was out and behind your ass.
(play: partition-beyoncé) <short version>
your chest is flushed up against his as you teasingly move your hips around on him. his long fingers sinking into your ass as a low groan leaves his throat. "don't make me wait any longer." he mumbles against your lips.
"i think you can wait a little longer." you tease, his cock throbs against you with need.
"i need you now y/n, so damn bad." his breath hitches between his sentence. you were soooo fucking ready to give in. give into both of your desires. but teasing him was so much funner.
"your gonna have to beg a little."
he softly sighs, his eyes closing but he's willing. "please, i need to be inside of you."
"not good enough."
"y/n," you can feel his cock twitch. "please." his voice was breathless, almost a whisper.
you grab his shaft from behind, stroking it teasingly. "like you mean it, satoru."
his eyes flutter as you lift up and position his tip to your slick folds, teasing him even more. "please, i want you to ride me y/n."
you slowly sink down on his cock. only taking his tip. "this enough?"
"you can take it all."
you sink only half way. "like this?" you smirk.
with a huff he grabs your hips tightly and thrusts into you. causing you to yelp.
you watch satorus eyes flick between yours and where you two connect. "see? i knew you could do it." he places a hand on your middle back, flushing you against his chest. his other hand snaking around your hip to your ass.
you run your tongue over the flesh of his shoulder between your teeth. biting down as he pumps into you. "so wet for me." he grunts.
"harder.. satoru.." tingles run down your spine as he pushes you back up, he takes both of your hands in his so you have support.
"lets see you do it yourself." he says with a smirk, giving your hands a gentle squeeze.
not for one second does his blue eyes look away from yours. he watches as your face twists into pleasure as you start grinding your hips back and fourth. his cock hitting every right spot.
"i'm so close." you whine.
he lifts his hips slightly to give you deeper access. "i know, your getting so tight."
he lets go of one of your hands and moves it to your aching clit. his thumb pressuring and rubbing exactly where you need it. "satoru," you cry. your head falling limp as your eyes close.
"hm, look at me." he rubs your clit a little faster, earning a moan from you. your lidded eyes landing on his again. "good girl. say my name." he holds back a grin.
"satoru," your free hand lands in his shoulder, your nails digging into his soft skin. "fuck satoru." you move your hips faster.
"just like that." he grits. his eyes flicking to his thumb working on your clit. "you gonna cum for me?"
burying your face into his shoulder, you nod. your ridding getting sloppier as your orgasm approaches. "satoru—"
"your squeezing me so fucking tight." he whispers over your moans.
you use his shoulder to muffle your whimpers and cries, bitting down firmly. your orgasm riding out on his cock.
you feel his hands move from where they were and grab your ass, he moves it for you as he starts to thrust again. "we're not done." his tone is almost teasing; causing you to whine.
"i can't." your voice is barley a whisper.
"you sure?" he thrusts up against you. causing a louder moan to echo through the car. "you can take it."
you know your at your limit. your still sensitive from your previous orgasm. but his voice is so hypnotic that you can't refuse.
his movements speeds up, his fingers leaving behind marks on your ass as he grips it harder and harder.
you keep your face buried between his shoulder and neck, feeling lazy from your prior orgasm.
but you suddenly jolt up when you hear a knock on the car window.
satoru grabs your face and forces your gaze on him. "the widows are black out, nobody can see us." he smirks, giving you a teasing thrust before helping you off of him and back to the passenger seat, as you fix your dress he fixes his pants.
he roles the window down to see one of his students; yuji itadori.
"gojo! i knew this was your car, your uh tires flat." the boy nervously scratches the back of his head and smiles as he makes eye contact with you. "hey y/n, i didn't know you and gojo sensei were buddies!"
"er– yeah i guess we are." you smile back, your face still flushed with embarrassment.
satoru shifts his seat back to its place before sighing. "ill have to do a quick tire change. which tire is it?"
the pink haired boy gestures to the front left, on satorus side. "front on your side, maybe something's wrong with your car? it looked like it was shaking a second ago." he shrugs.
your face flushes more, you can't even look itadori in the eyes right now. it just feels too wrong.
"oh heh," satoru chuckles. "we were just blasting music and dancing! that's all."
"ah, i see." itadori replies, he's clueless. too innocent. "well me and fushiguro were just across the street at the arcade if you guys wanna join!"
satoru starts to slowly role the window up. "give us 30." once the window is all the way up satoru grabs you and places you on his lap again. squeezing your thighs straddling his lap. "so, where were we?"
"i think.." you buck your hips against his already re-hardened bulge. "you were in the middle of making me cum again." you lean in and press your lips against his for a short kiss, breaking away and rest your forehead against his.
"right!" he gives your ass a playful snack, lifting your dress. "i'm on top this time."
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Nanami Kento, the man with greenest flag to ever exist :D
I just love this man so much like-- As much as I love the jjk cast, Nanami is written to be the most realistic character I've ever seen so far.
Even with his cynical and pragmatism in the beginning, you can slowly see that he truly cares for everyone and always prioritise others more than himself, which could be argued to not a good quality. But as one of the adult characters in a jjk world, it definitely shows that he's not a selfish character who runs away from battle but takes care of others to make sure no one gets hurt even if it meant harming himself in the process.
Admittedly, when I saw him on season one (I didn't watch jjk much just saw clips of it on YouTube), I didn't think much of it but find him very funny in the beginning to see how direct and pessimistic he is. But during the scene when Mahito trapped him in a domain expansion, and the moment they showed his backstory I was hooked about him.
When he took those sunglasses off and showed his face I was like-- Wait, hold up-- He's kinda handsome...
Like-- Okay, I get why people would call Gojo a daddy, but to me he felt more like a goofy uncle and the real father is Nanami.
As I said in my previous posts, father is fathering.
And this father is free therapy.
I'll be a bit personal, during the next few years I got some terrible family news (which made me see a guidance councelor during high school) and had a few guys take advantage of me for academic validation which soon made me had a thing for hot dilfs because of it :D
Don't worry, I'm okay for now. Just that I definitely won't trust guys who act 'genuine' with me and made me feel like I could open up to them.
And I definitely don't wanna date men who have anger issues.
So yeah, when season two rolled in and I finally decided to watch the whole of season one. After watching it, I was completely swooned.
Like, I knew I like him. But when did I start wishing for a man like him? He immediately went from a character I like to a character that I would be emotionally attached too.
Tall, buff, kind, respectful, stern, a foodie, financially stable-- A man like him would definitely scold me when I made a mistake (not in a violent way but in a gentle way) and would tell me how disappointed he is of me. I would then apologise to him, telling him that I won't do it again. And then he'll pat my head and say, "Good girl, I know you can do better."
Swooooonnnn~
...aaannnnd that he's definitely the guy who could rail me well, and then teaches me how to do taxes after that session of railing.
Also, Tsuda Kenjiro's performance as his JP VA immediately had me applauding for his work! He really brought out the best when it came to voicing characters like Nanami. Will be looking forward to more of Tsuda Kenjiro's upcoming projects and works!
Spoilers for Jujutsu Kaisen Season 2 Shibuya Arc:
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Okay, but as a Malaysian, I was very happy when he mentioned Malaysia and I was like-- YO??? My country??? Let's gooooooo!!!
But also really heartbreaking... I saw the manga spoilers before season two was announced. And yet, now that I have an emotional attachment to him it really broke me that we lost a lot of favs this season two. I remember crying for about two weeks (it still hurts when I watch that episode) and I made a fanfic about him taking care of Yuji in Jujutsu Kindergarten, where everything is all okay and that Nanami gets himself a love interest.
For those who wanna read that said fanfic for serotonin boosts, it's called "Jujutsu Spiderverse Scrolls" and you can read it on Ao3! Yes, I know the title sounds odd, but I promise you it'll be a serotonin blast!
Don't worry Nanamin, I bought a thirty cm plushie of you so you'll always be in Malaysia relaxing! And a bunch of posters of you, and stickers, and polaroid photos...
Yep, I'm in my hyperfixation moment.
Either way, I'm still glad to have watched this anime. If not, I wouldn't have found a character with the most beautiful soul that I want to protect at all cost.
Rest in Paradise my King.
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STATE OF PLAY 12/23: a little news and updates roundup!
Howdy all! Squeaking in just before the new year, I thought now's as good a time as ever for a little roundup of anything you might have missed, and what we're currently working on! Aiming to do these quarterly from now on 🫡✨
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Recap and news under the cut!
2023 Roundup
DemiDato
We had two releases this year, but DemiDato was the big one! For those that don't know, this game spent a long 5+ years in and out of development hell, so it was a big relief to finally put everyone's hard work out into the world back in March.
We were also lucky enough to feature DD in the Queer Games & Queer Halloween bundles this year, so even if you haven't had a chance to grab the game outright, check your itch library - you might already own it!
As for the future of our monsters, a 1.1 update is still on the cards! The bulk of it is already complete - there's some script tidying and quality of life improvements already in the WIP build, as well as a fancy schmancy CG Gallery (which you can see a little preview of in the devlog I wrote).
1.1 development has admittedly stalled a little, as I really want to implement some animated video transitions plus an animated intro and trailer into its final build, but it's been hard to find the time to teach myself a whole new skillset while also being in preproduction for our new title (more on that in a bit!). In my head for all the years of development, the game has always had a really cheesy reality show intro with horribl(y good) graphics, just like the real life shows that inspired it. So even if the feature didn't make it to 1.0, I still really want it to happen eventually.
(Plus, when we do eventually rerelease on Steam, a trailer is very important for the store page! That means it counts as futureproofing, right...?)
If you want to hear some more about what the release was like, my dear friend Kaiju of Digital Diversity interviewed me right after the game came out! You can read the interview on Digital Diversity over here.
GrandNya
Our second game of the year was a short little nugget written for 2023's Josei Jam, and devved almost solo by timepatches (hi! that's me!)
It'd been a long time since I managed to get anything off the ground in a jam setting, and I still find it a little intimidating (it's really difficult for me to get new ideas & iterate on them fast enough to meet the start deadline and recruit others), so solo dev it was! My art is hardly intricate but it gets the story across, and I'm proud of the VN as a whole - whatever you think of 'wholesome games' as a movement, it's hard to deny that we all need a cosy space now and then, and that’s the kind of story I like to tell most. And it's not like GrandNya is all sunshine, either, which you'll know if you got to the end!
I also managed to apply to Hand-Eye Society's Super FESTival with GrandNya, and was somehow accepted, which I'm still pinching myself about! What a stellar lineup of games to share a page with.
Fest aside, it was a pretty quiet release all things considered, so don't worry if you missed it! Your grandmas are still there on our itch page anytime, to give you a lil’ pocket of safe queer story to live in whenever you need it.
Intoxicated
Now for something completely different!! Despite some prior medical commitments around the jam date (which then got moved, typical), I was VERY stoked to be able to hop on the team for Kristi HusbandoGoddess' Yuri Jam game, Intoxicated!
It was an absolute blast. Turtles were drawn in the group chat for reasons I can no longer remember. It singlehandedly made me decide that I want to do more jam work on others' teams, because I forgot how fun it can be working toward a common goal in a more relaxed environment!
And the game turned out incredible. Check it out if you support women's wrongs! ♡
Plans for 2024
[Codename BAT 🦇]
(the big otome/amare game)
Oh yeah. It's big.
I won't spill too much just yet, but just know that I've had this idea as a vague plot bunny in the back of my mind for years. Then, as my dear friend Charlie and I were on VC beta testing a late DemiDato build, it came up and they were so excited about the idea that I couldn't help but start seriously thinking about how to make it.
Well. That was in March. After I took a break and worked on GrandNya, I've been working ever since on building out the world (it's set in the same universe as the rest of our library, but deals a bit more with the actual ramifications of it all, so I had to set some things in stone I haven't before). More recently I've been building out the most coherent, easy-to-follow outline I can (not my strong point, and bless my beta readers for their support while I complain about it).
Very soon I should be able to start writing! Terrifying! I can't wait. Once I'm a fair way into the script writing you'll get to hear about exactly what I'm cooking, and I think... you'll like where we're going.
[Other Redacted Thing]
Not my project so I won't spoil exactly what it is, but I get to do some UI work for an upcoming jam project and I am SO excited! I get to work with some very familiar faces again! You'll know what it is as soon as I'm allowed to tell you 👀
What I will say is that it shares a coincidental similarity with my long project...
That's it!! ✨
Thank you for reading all my waffle (being long winded is my special talent), and for sticking with us through the inevitable periods of radio silence! We're still just little fish in a very big pond, but every time someone plays something I made and feels some type of way, I remember what the point of all this is.
It makes me very happy to be able to share stories with y'all. Here's to more in 2024!
♡ Madi Wander (@timepatches)
#indie game#visual novel#interactive fiction#sgsroundup#sgsnews#thanks to those who stuck with us thru this + past years! onward and upward for 2024 :)
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ALL YOUR LIES
S2 | Kassam/MC (Aaliyah in this case because it’s gonna be a chapter in Seamless) | 2500+ words | @0shewrites0
summary | The Islanders are nearing the end of the month, the couples are pretty much set by now, and what better time than to throw in a lie detector test to heat things up? Kassam and Aaliyah are having a blast, sparks are flying like crazy, but they're not there yet - they haven't admitted to each other that they have feelings for each other. And could there be more secrets just waiting to be revealed through this challenge?
prompt | my submission to the Lie Detector Challenge Prompt @litgwritersroom
what to expect | Angst. And more angst.
note | Maybe you won't understand all the references, but then you'll just have to read the whole fic. The first two chapters are already online and I plan to upload weekly.
quote | “Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother fucker's reflection.” - Lady Gaga
Aaliyah sat on the chair next to the lie detector in the Hideaway, the cables and electrodes attached to her and she was sweating like crazy. She knew she had nothing to hide, and yet she was afraid that she would get so worked up in her emotions that she would accidentally lie. She desperately wanted Kassam to trust her because she knew his trust was so fragile.
Noah smiled encouragingly at her, and that should have reassured her, but it didn't. It also didn't help that all the islanders were sitting in the lounge watching her closely. Especially Kassam with his intense, piercing gaze. Through the damn camera set up in the corner of the room to her left, she could basically feel his eyes on her, and it sent nervous shivers down her spine. She swallowed hard and nodded, "Just start."
And Noah did. "Kassam's first question to you is, 'Did you have feelings for Lucas?'" He looked up at her expectantly.
Aaliyah shook her head confidently and answered, "No."
The screen to her right flashed green and she could read the word 'truth' on it.
Noah gave her a thumbs up and she exhaled in relief. Maybe this wasn't so bad.
"Alright, next question, 'Did you really like me for myself from the beginning and not just for my fame?'"
And again, Aaliyah confidently answered, "Yes."
Of course she had liked him for himself. He had been so different and had immediately caught her attention. And now that she knew him - really knew him - how could she not like him that much more?
The screen flashed green again and Aaliyah hummed contentedly. But then Noah read Kassam's third question, and suddenly she knew she was fucked.
"'Are you still keeping your promise to tell me as soon as you fall in love with me?'"
Because no, she hadn't kept that promise. She had fallen in love with him and she was falling in love with him all over again every day. It had taken her such a long time to even admit that to herself. But to muster up the courage to tell him? That was a completely different story.
Why? She was afraid of falling in love with him without him falling in love with her too.
What if she had told him and he had hesitated for that split second, where you just knew? Where you knew everything you needed to know? She wouldn't have been able to cope with that. So she had thought it safer to keep it a secret. To enjoy their time together and not bring feelings into it.
That was always easier.
"Aaliyah?" Noah's soft voice snapped her out of her thoughts and she panicked. "Your answer?"
She nodded quickly and decided to do the only thing she could to hide her true feelings, hoping and praying to the gods that the polygraph wouldn't pick up on her lie. "Yes," she replied quietly, just barely resisting the urge to squeeze her eyes shut. She didn't want to see the result because she knew what was coming. And she knew that Kassam would know now, too.
And as predicted, the screen turned blood red and the three letters "L-I-E" literally screamed at her,
LIAR!
She felt her cheeks flushing and suddenly wanted to hide somewhere. Anywhere. She wanted to dissolve into vapour and just disappear. Her face burned and when she looked at Noah, he had raised an eyebrow as if silently accusing her of lying about something so important. But that was exactly why she had wanted to keep it to herself. Because it was that important and she wasn't ready to tell him. Or anyone, for that matter. She wasn't sure she could ever have told him, not without the certainty that he would say it back. That he had fallen for her just as hard.
She didn't dare look at the camera, so she averted her eyes and stared at her hands clenching in her lap.
Finally Noah cleared his voice and said, "You have two more questions. Are you ready?"
Aaliyah looked up in surprise. "What?"
Noah just nodded and began to read, "Lottie asks, 'Have you been faithful to Kassam all this time and not wanted to get with someone else?'"
Aaliyah just nodded dazedly and whispered, "Yes." Of course she had been loyal. There was no one here who could make her feel the way Kassam made her feel.
She barely noticed the screen turn green before Noah asked the last question. “Anonymous said, ‘If someone you once had feelings for came back into your life - would those feelings surface again and would you leave Kassam for that person?’”
Aaliyah frowned and stared at Noah in disbelief. Who would ask her such a question? She shook her head and answered firmly, "No. Absolutely not."
The screen flashed green one last time and she took a deep breath. Finally, this was over and done with.
Noah smiled at her, "Well done, Aaliyah." Then he nodded towards the door and said, "You can go now."
Relieved, Aaliyah disconnected the electrodes and stood up. She left the Hideaway and walked across the lawn to the kitchen where the other islanders, who had already answered their questions, were gathered around a small iPad watching everything that happened in that room. Marisol looked up as she approached and smiled reassuringly at her. As Aaliyah took a seat next to her, she murmured, "That was intense, huh?"
Aaliyah sighed and nodded, "You can say that again..."
Marisol put her hand on her back and rubbed it in even circles. Aaliyah knew her fingers were itching to ask the all-important question, but she kept her mouth shut, for which Aaliyah was very grateful. She was dreading the moment she had to speak to Kassam and she needed a few moments to collect her thoughts.
"Oh," Chelsea squeaked, pointing at the iPad, "Kassam is up now. Look, Lia!"
Aaliyah lifted her head and stared at the small screen, eager to see how he would do. As much as she was on a rollercoaster of emotions at the moment, it wasn't over yet. The questions she had prepared for him were just as intense.
Noah read the first question out loud. “Aaliyah wants to know, ‘Was it your original plan to make me fall in love with you, only to dump me right after the show?’”
They hadn't talked about it, but it only made sense because he had told her he had wanted to prove that Love Island's concept of finding love on a reality TV show was all wrong. She wasn't surprised when he answered “yes” and the screen turned green. It wasn't in Kassam's nature to lie. Not about something so important.
“About something so important.”
The thought flashed through her like a lightning bolt and she winced. But she had done it - she had lied about 'something so important' and she felt terrible about it.
"Next question: 'Is that still your plan?'"
Kassam didn't even hesitate and answered firmly, "No." He seemed as cool and calm as ever, and if her lie had upset him, he didn't let on. Aaliyah admired that, but her heart started beating a little faster when the screen turned green again, which could only mean that he liked her.
Right?
Maybe he had even fallen in love with her? She nibbled her bottom lip and thought, That just means he's not playing with me, doesn't it? At least he doesn't want to hurt me, and why should he care if not because he really likes me?
She thought of all the times she had noticed this softness in his voice that he normally didn't have and only showed when he was talking to her. It gave her a fuzzy feeling inside and warmed her so much.
Noah's voice snapped her out of her thoughts and she focused on what he was saying. "'Was there any other reason why your last relationship destroyed you like that, besides her cheating on you?'"
Oh yeah... She couldn't help feeling that Kassam hadn't told her the whole truth. She knew that his ex had been cheating on him with one of his best mates for quite a while and that when he had broken up with her, she had told him that she had stopped loved him for a long time too. Aaliyah knew how much that had hurt him and how it had led to him not believing in love anymore. That he no longer wanted to love or even be loved. But she sensed that wasn't all there was. There was a piece of the puzzle missing and she felt she had a right to know.
Kassam hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding his head, only confirming what Aaliyah had already suspected.
There is another reason...
She looked at his face, his angsty eyebrows and cold eyes, and she knew that whatever it was - it was big. Huge, even.
But she couldn't think about it any further because Noah spoke up again. "There are three more questions. One from Lottie and two anonymous ones."
Kassam only raised her eyebrows, but signalled him to continue.
"Lottie wants to know, 'When you said my name at the beginning of Casa Amor - basically telling me you fancied me - did you mean it?'"
Aaliyah raised an eyebrow as well. Casa Amor had been so long ago, why did she even bother? Was it just because she couldn't believe Kassam had chosen Aaliyah over her? She shook her head in disbelief. She was with Gary now and they seemed happy. Right?
When she looked at Gary out of the corner of her eye, he had a frown on his face and a sour expression. "Why does she even care..." he muttered to himself and Graham patted him consolingly on the shoulder. But Gary just snorted, snatched Graham's hand away and hissed, "I don't need your pity."
Aaliyah turned her attention back to the iPad and watched as Kassam shook his head. If she looked closely, she could see the corners of his mouth twitch and she couldn't stop a smug grin from spreading across her face.
"And that's... the truth," Noah commented, nodding at Kassam.
"Next question, 'Did you have a sex dream about someone other than Aaliyah at any point in the villa?'"
Kassam snorted, "Who asked that?"
Noah shrugged, "Doesn't say. It's anonymous."
Kassam scoffed. "Yeah, no, I know exactly who asked that. Someone can't help but keep calling me out on my supposedly bad fuckboy habits, am I right, Hope?" He turned his head to stare at the camera and Aaliyah's grin widened even more. She could just imagine Hope's face turning so red she would need a cooling shower.
"Then watch me tell you the truth once and for all," Kassam continued, still staring into the camera, "No, I did not have a sex dream about anyone other than Lia."
Immediately the screen flashed green, but Kassam didn't even look at it.
He looked so sure of himself that it made Aaliyah's stomach heat up. Not that she had ever doubted him, but to have it confirmed by him once again was hot.
Heat crept up her cheeks and she bit her lip. Marisol noticed and nudged her teasingly, "You're a lucky girl, babe."
Aaliyah chuckled and shrugged nonchalantly.
Noah cleared his throat, at which Kassam tilted his head in his direction.
"Okay, here's the last question. Again from anonymous. ‘If your ex came back to you and said she was sorry and wanted you back and that she still loved you - would you consider giving her another chance?’”
Something in Kassam's demeanour changed. His eyes became hollow - almost numb - and his jaw tightened.
And Aaliyah couldn't help but wonder, Who knows about his ex? After all, he only told me!
"No," he groaned out through clenched teeth, and it sounded hard and determined. But Aaliyah couldn't help noticing the insecurity that resonated in his voice. He didn't sound as confident and sure now as he had seconds before. And when the screen turned red and she knew he had lied, her heart sank.
Lie. It's a lie.
Chelsea gasped audibly and gave Aaliyah a look that made her heart tighten painfully.
No, no, no, no. This can't be true!
But when she looked at the iPad again, the screen was still red. Especially now that he basically knew she had fallen in love with him because she had involuntarily told him through the lie detector, it hurt.
Her fear of not being loved back turned into sheer panic and her body began to shake uncontrollably. Her fingers felt frozen and she could no longer move. When she tried to draw in a breath, it sounded more like a pathetic sob. Everyone around her turned to look at her - sympathy and pity were etched on their faces - but that only made her want to retch. She was staring at the small screen in front of her again when she noticed Kassam look up in shock and turn his head to look back at the camera. It felt like he was looking her straight in the eye, and the look he gave her sent a chill down her spine. His eyes looked panicked, almost haunted - like a deer caught in the headlights of a car at night - but he also looked genuinely shocked and confused. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Then he jerked his head around and snapped at Noah, "What do you mean it's a lie? There's no way in hell I'd give her another chance!"
His voice sounded upset and seriously pissed off, but Noah just shook his head weakly and muttered, "I'm afraid that's exactly what it says."
For a moment Kassam just stared at him, but it seemed more like he was staring right through him, then he got up from his seat, ripped the electrodes off his body and slowly walked out of the room. Aaliyah shuddered as she realised she had never seen him so angry. The way he had powerfully but calmly ripped off the wires and strode so elegantly out of the room was alarming. Because she knew how much he could freak out and how loud he could get - he had shown it with Lucas. But this was different now. He was eerily quiet. Too quiet. And she knew what people were saying - you can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they quietly hold in their anger.
She shuddered again, but froze abruptly as she realised that he was only so angry because he had realised that he could try to fool her, but never a lie detector. The polygraph had called him out, and now there was no turning back. Her vision blurred and her eyes welled up with tears.
Was this it? Did they even stand a chance? Had they ever had one?
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Code Blue - Ch. 7 "Laid To Rest"
Summary: Jason's funeral takes place. A painful memory is relived. David is there to help Josie through the day. The after gathering receives an unexpected visitor which doesn't end well.
*Warning* Funeral scene, angst, language
Stories Stories Stories Masterlist
Salem, Massachusetts
February 9, 2023
Chapter characters: Josie, Jason, David, Lee, Amy, Emily, Britt
It was the day of Jason's funeral and you were in a complete disarray about every single thing on top of being irritable as hell with your anxiety. You dreamt of the explosion again and woke up sweating and silently screamed into your pillow so your mom wouldn't hear. You gripped the pillow so tight, pretending it was Lee.
Not to mention you were avoiding the determined detective who kept calling about getting your statement. The last thing you needed was reliving the nightmare of the explosion during this time, so you left him a voicemail and told him you would be in after the funeral sometime and to leave you alone. Then there was Lee....intrusive thoughts of him constantly.....feeling guilty for abandoning him, yet still angry and hurt over what happened. At least he had respected your wishes as you had not heard a single peep from him in the past five days.
You laid in bed for awhile reading through the fun texts you and Lee shared last week....and the you began typing a reply.
"Lee...it's Jo...I just wanted to say I am ok. I hope you are too and..."
You immediately deleted it and cried. Besides, if you had stupidly sent the pathetic text, he wouldn't have received it anyways since he now had another phone. You wondered if he even remembered your number....and if he was thinking about you too.
'Jason!" you cried and planted your face back into the pillow. The last memory you had of your brother played like a movie in your mind. It was just hours before the blast.
"Hey...got your message to meet you here."
"Hey, have a seat. You alright?"
"Yeah"
"You don't look fine Jo."
"Um I haven't been sleeping a lot. So...why am I here? Is something wrong?""
"I want to talk about my funeral arrangements if something ever happens to me...for mom's sake..and yours."
"You asked me here to talk about your funeral? Why are you talking like this Jay? Is something going down?
"That's not important. I just want you to promise me something."
"Ok??"
"I don't want you or mom to dress in some stupid tradition of all black with veils and sunglasses."
"You're kidding right? This is what you want to talk about? What I am supposed to wear to your supposable funeral? Jason March, what the fuck is going on?"
"Nothing Jo...I just want you to promise me that, that you'll put on some bling or something...and make mom do it too."
"Why not? That's all you wear?? Why couldn't we do that to honor you...IF you died?"
Jason Morgan March who solely went by Jason Morgan, had his own personal trademark consisting of a black tee, jeans, and a black leather coat who rode a Harley. He was 5'11, had striking blue eyes and spiked dirty blonde hair and was often referred to as stone cold by a mutual friend of yours and his, Spinelli, a computer genius with impressive hacking skills. Some might have thought the nickname was in reference to the professional wrestler Stone Cold Austin because Jason was brawny just like him and could kick anyone's ass without even flinching, but that wasn't why he earned that title. Jason truly could be stone cold. He had to be in his line of work. he didn't show much personality or feelings, unless it was with his close friends and loved ones, especially you, his baby sister.
"Come on Jo...can't you ever do anything I ask?"
"I think you know the answer to that. Now how about you tell me the truth? Something is happening and you feel like you might die. What has Sonny gotten you into this time??"
"Jo...for fucks sake. I am just asking a simple request like any other person might do for their arrangements. You know I am a high risk for dying."
"Well you're not any other person! You're my brother and you're in a life of crime so of course I am going to think the worst here! Something is going to happen. I can see it in your eyes. Is that what this is about? Just say it..."
And then 4 hours later, your brother was dead and you were in the hospital.
You couldn't think about it anymore and went to shower.
As you were getting dressed, you thought about how this day was going to suck in more ways than one. Britta, your best friend who was in love with Jason, couldn't make it as her chief of staff position required her to be at the hospital, but she promised to be at the after gathering....Emily's flight in from Ireland was delayed so she probably wouldn't be here in time for the service...but at least David would be by your side. He always was when possible. You had even invited Orlando to the after gathering just to be nice since the two of you had been friendly texting for the past four days after you had been at his place to get your hand fixed up. You had removed the bandage as the purple and blue bruising was fading to a soft yellow and green that was barely visible and it didn't hurt so much anymore either, but you still kept ice on it to help with the minor swelling. The last thing you wanted was Dave asking questions because you could not lie to him...but you knew for Lee...you would.
There was a knock at your door. "Josie...it's me. Can I come in?"
"Yeah Dave...I'm almost ready."
You were all dolled up just like Jason had wanted you to be, wearing some gaudy sparkly necklace of your mothers that stood out like a sore thumb. You had gotten your mom to dress extra nice too, like Jason wanted but you didn't tell her why. She didn't need to know Jason had pretty much knew he was going to die and that you were honoring his preplanned wishes. Yourself, being as stubborn as you were, compromised your dress's colors, with the top being black and the skirt being white.
David knew Jason too and was well aware of his mob relations, but as you already knew, most people were. The two weren't friends for obvious reasons but stayed civil for you, just like Dave was only there today for you.
"Wow, look at you. Beautiful as always."
You giggled at his irrepressible facial reaction.
You instantly became emotional at the also beautiful 6'1 sight of him.
Stupidly, you forgot you were holding an ice pack on your hand and now were going to have to lie your best friend, something you never did.
"Josie, what happened? Are you alright?" he asked in alarm.
"Dave, calm down. I am fine. It's just a little skating mishap."
"Josie, you don't have skating mishaps. You're an expert. The only time you ever hurt yourself is off of the ice."
Damn it, he knew you too well and you were going to have to do better to convince him so he would just drop it as you certainly were not going to tell him you almost broke it on another man's face.
"Well I do when my mind is not in the right place. I was there last week and just wasn't paying attention and fell on a land. Satisfied now?"
Of course he wasn't. "Josie, it could be broken. You need to get it looked at because knowing you, you didn't."
"No, I didn't because I told you, I am fine. It doesn't hurt much anymore."
"I'll be the judge of that as I'm the doctor here. Now let me see."
You humored him until he was finally happy.
"Can we go now?"
You were frustrated and began to cry. Dave was one person you were comfortable with crying in front of.
"Hey...sweetheart. Come here."
He held you so lovingly as he kissed the top of your head.
"Jo...Dave...it's time to go." Margaret called up the stairs.
You and your mom rode with Dave to the church. Margaret March adored David as much as you did...well, you were certain you did much more. He always had your back on everything but you knew there would be the first exception if he knew about Lee. You had been in relationships while you knew Dave, so it wasn't like you were afraid of him knowing that...it was just the fact that the others didn't work with Dave like Lee does. You just didn't want to cause Lee any more problems, even if you never saw him again...
The first thing you did was walk up to his closed casket and look at the photos you picked out of him. Your mom was too upset to look through them all, so she had asked you to do it....as if it were any easier for you. Two of them you focused on. Jason and Britt, a picture you took of them at a happy time. He loved her too but pushed her away to keep her out of danger. Exactly what Lee was now doing with you as he felt he was the danger. The other photo was an old and rare photo of you and him as he hated having his picture taken. There was another of Jason and your mom in her younger days with blonde hair. It cracked you up that she always got on you for dying your red hair blonde when she in fact had done it.
Then you through all the flowers to see who had been nice enough to send some. Most of them were red roses and carnations, but one stuck out to you. Yellow carnations, daisies, roses and deep purple lilacs.
The card read "To Jo and the March family. My deepest sympathy condolences. Dr. Lee Pace."
Your heart sank as your throat began to close. All you could think of was how had revealed he was the doctor who treated Jason when he was brought in the night of the explosion and how he had obviously blamed himself for not being able to save your brother. If only he knew that you did not blame him, not even a little bit. Then you wondered if that was the reason he sent them, out of guilt or if it was because he was trying to make things up to you for what he did....possibly both you figured. The fact that he even bothered meant a lot to you...but it didn't fix things.
You then went back and sat between your mom and Dave, talking with him until the service began. Megan sat on the other side of your mother. It really bugged the hell out of you that she was there but she had no choice. Your mom made her.
"Did you see Britt before you came? How is she holding up? I feel so bad for her that she couldn't get out of working to come say goodbye to Jason."
"Yeah, I stopped at the hospital on my way to your place. You know my sister, tough as nails."
That Britt Westbourne certainly was, especially being there the night Jason was brought in, yet she still sat with you in the waiting room before your panic attack, to make sure you were alright. You never understood how these two doctors could do it. You had seen what these things had done to them. You had seen what it had done to Lee.
"Have you spoke to the detective yet?"
"No... and I don't want to speak about it with you either Dave. Not here ok?"
"I know Josie, but you're going to have to. He's been persistent. I'll go with you if you want."
"No...I will do it alright?" you huffed. You didn't want him involved in any way.
The funeral had ended and you all went to bury him and then back to the house for the after gathering. You quickly ran upstairs and changed out of the uncomfortable dress into casual clothing and unraveled your hair from the braid, letting it hang loosely, then went back to join everyone.
Nurse Amy, Britt and Emily had finally showed up and you sat with them, catching up on things.
"So! All for mom's Irish cocktails, say I."
Translation. Jameson whiskey and ginger ale. You planned on having many of them to drown out this day.
Dave was in the kitchen making them. He was one hell of a bartender and you planned on having him make his midnight margaritas later as well.
Suddenly Dave came in empty handed.
"Uh Josie, Britt, Amy...why is Dr. Pace standing in the front yard?"
Your head whipped around to him so fast, you felt it crack.
Lee stood there, staring at the house, contemplating on going up to the door, unaware he had already been seen from the kitchen window.
You rushed outside to find him in quite a disarray. It was pretty cold out and he was only wearing a dirtied tee with an opened button down shirt over top.
"Lee? What are you doing here??"
"Didn't you get my texts? I sent you many of them. I..I need to talk to you."
He was a mess. He didn't appear drunk or high, but just rough around the edges and anxious.
"Jesus, Lee. Respectfully, you look terrible...and no, I didn't see your texts. I haven't been on my phone much at all today. What is going on?"
"Can you come back to the house with me?"
His eyes were tear stained and red, driving a knife right through your heart.
"Lee...I can't leave. Today was Jason's funeral, everyone is here. I think you knew that though, since I received your flowers. Thank you for that by the way. They are beautiful. I..I brought them home with me. We...we can talk right here, but only for a few minutes, I need to get back inside and you need to go. It's cold and you shouldn't be here. What do you want to tell me?"
You were trying to be as nice as possible to him since he already appeared in a bad way, but you still felt bitterness over what happened.
"Jo....I...I'm sorry."
The look on his face was so sincere but you weren't ready to accept his apology, even though you deeply wanted to.
"Are...did I...hurt you? Jo...I...I would never..." He paused as he saw you holding your wrist to hide the bruising.
"Lee...I..I don't want to do this right now. I asked you, no I told you to leave me alone. I can't take this Lee."
"All I wanted was to talk to you. To tell you how horrible I feel. It's been 6 days Jo. I haven't asked you for anything except for this."
He was becoming upset and so were you.
"I made my boundaries clear and you aren't respecting them. My god Lee, I just buried my brother and you want to come here today of all days just to ease your own guilt."
His reaction told you he agreed with you.
Just then Dave came out and came to your side.
"Dr. Pace." he greeted Lee in a respectful but leery tone and put his arm around you. "Is everything alright here?"
"Dr. Conrad. I..I didn't know you knew Jo. Are...you two...together?" Lee asked in a hurt tone as his eyes studied Dave's grip on you.
You began to laugh as his unjustified curiosity infuriated you.
"Not that it's any of your business, but if you must know....yes...yes we are."
Dave's eyes widened, leaving him speechless as you put your arm around him too.
Lee's physical response was a mixture of shock and that of having his heart plucked clean from his chest.
Were you trying to hurt him like he had you? Had he not suffered enough? These thoughts instantly plagued your mind but your walls of steel were in full force.
"I'm gonna need you to back off and leave, now."
Lee gazed at you with saturated eyes and his lips slightly parted in disbelief, then walked away in a dazed trance without a word.
You immediately felt sick and ran off behind the house crying. What did you just do? It had just came out of you, the cruel and stone cold side like Jason was capable of. You didn't want this...not at all. Part of you wanted to race after him, throw your arms around him and tell him you didn't really want him to go.
You were losing air as Dave came running up.
"Hey...Josie...are you ok? What was that all about? Why was he here?"
"Dave...I...I can't...I just can't..." you gasped and cried.
He didn't even say a word, just laid his hand on your face, then hugged you.
"It's ok...I'm here. You don't have to tell me."
David already knew from what he just witnessed and from your reaction that you had it bad for the obviously reciprocating doting doctor. It broke his heart but all that mattered to him was your happiness, even if it meant it would never be with him.
You went back inside and headed for the kitchen, chugging down a straight shot of whiskey. There on the table, your phone sat as you stared at it, then out of curiosity, you read Lee's previous texts.
"Jo...it's me...Lee. I need to see you. Please text me back."
"Jo...will you please talk to me? Can I stop by for a minute?"
"Ok...I am just going to swing by real quick. I just...I need to talk to you. I know you told me to stay away...but I..I can't."
You stormed off into your room, slamming the door and covered your mouth to hide your breakdown. What was happening to you? Why did it hurt so much?
The doorbell rang and then a few minutes later, there was a knock on your door from Britt.
"Josie...Dr. Bloom is here that you invited."
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35, 57, 69 for the fic writer asks?
Thank you for indulging me!!!
35. What’s your favorite fic you’ve posted?
This is hard to answer LOL, like almost every fic is special to me for some particular reason, and ya girl has been blasting the internet with her nonsense for a solid 20 years at this point. I always have a particular fondness for fics that were especially difficult for me to write for whatever reason, especially when I feel they turned out well, because it's so satisfying to be able to see the work I put in paying off. But then again I'm looking at my recent fics and I'm like "okay but the hawkeline one was easy to write and I really love it :( and [redacted--i promise it's NOT the prisoner LOL] took 10 yrs off my life and i hate it :("
But with that said the fic that came to mind was New Disaster (portal chell-focused chelldos fic) because it was hard to write in the sense that it's so self-contained within one character who canonically doesn't speak. It's hard to strike a balance between heavy introspection/character-focused pieces and actual story progression, which I think I did well in that fic. Not to say it's my favourite ever bc I think that would just be impossible to choose but I still feel a lot of fondness for it and it's not like super recent!
57. How conscious are you about including symbolism or foreshadowing in your fics?
Extremely conscious--it's almost always very intentional! Although don't go looking too hard or you'll just notice that I love to put a scene in the rain and you won't be able to unsee it.
69. What are your favorite fics at the moment?
Oh this is gonna be so bad I'm so sorry in advance. So I don't read very much fanfic anyway, and as I am currently in my first year of law school that pitiful number has been reduced to near-zero. Pretty much if I read something it's bc a friend wrote it/sent it to me or I stumbled upon it somewhere and immediately liked the writing style--like we're talking IMMEDIATELY like if you don't have me in the first sentence I literally have to go back to reading about the constitution or whatever.
The only time I usually search AO3 for stuff is when a particular pairing has made me insane and I want to see what's out there for it, and I'll just open a tab of anything that looks vaguely legible and go through mercilessly judging them on the first few sentences akjsndkjasdnad like I don't read tags at all and very often get absolutely BLINDSIDED by something I could have easily seen but that's part of the fun tbh.
So this has been awhile at this point but the most recent fic author whose style I was absolutely obsessed with is thepapernautilus/thenautilusknoweth--I stumbled onto her fics bc of wol/g'raha from ffxiv and her prose is just so evocative and gripping that by the time I realized what level of spicy fic I was reading I was too deep in and was just like welp whatever I'm along for the ride at this point LOL.
Another fic that never leaves my mind is April Come She Will by tetrahedron -- it's Hawke/Varric and Hawke/Fenris (set in da:i) and it's just......exquisite pain. I can only dream of writing angst so good. Altered something fundamental in my DNA.
And of course no such list would be complete without the incomparable menzosarres, known by many names, who totally 100% definitely doesn't write anymore and if I went looking for an anonymous fic that may or may not have been written by her as SOON as I had the relevant show knowledge to understand it well then that is a matter for history to decide.
Fanfiction Writing Asks
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Is this a new request? definitely YES!
I recently read Russian reactions with different universes.
And some of them pushed me to this request
In general, this request is such that to the character (for example, hmm... Fyodor Dostoevsky) his future self comes, and he begins to ask this future self questions about his "future", about what he is doing there, started a family and the like (I'm not explaining very well, I hope you understand me). I have not yet seen such a reaction according to the Legend of Zelda, so I will wait for such a head cannon with Link, Revali, Teba, Sidon. thank you very much in advance. (if I'm Russian by nationality)
Okay I got sick and haven't touched requests for so long I'm so sorry😭 Also idk why this ask confused me so much but I got what you meant and this sounds really adorable!!!
Also thank you so much for all your requests!!
Link 🗡️
When I tell you this boy would have all the questions for his future self.
He holds it all in especially before calamity hits but we know how much emotion he holds in. We've all seen the screenshots. Link = sassy boi.
He needs to know what happens next. He doesn't even care about the scars littering his future self, blast torn skin messily healed over. Are you okay?
Future him laughs as if he knew that would be the first thing out of his mouth. He laughs, assuring young him that you're okay (this is in a timeline where you're somehow alive after the 100 years.)
Future Link smiles as he talks about how you're alive and well, the fond way he talks about how you still scold him for training in the rain is how Link knows he still has you even after everything.
Future Link asks if he want to know how he got the scars (batman reference😜) but link is far too distracted with the amount of questions he has about you
Do you still have the same scent that makes him feel at home? Did you finally get that hair style you wanted? Were you finally the family he dreamed of? Settled down at that house he had put a claim on once from a quest?
And luckily for him, he got all the answers he was looking for. Yes. You were in love despite his scars, and all the trauma you two shared had only brought you closer than ever. You had everything you both could ever want.
And your scent was different now. It smelled like a new life. A happy home for the future.
Sidon
Okay idk how exactly this works and it could be seen as wierd but I've decided idc. In my brain Zora age like animals do and in a year or two they're full grown.
So imagine baby Sidon. Y'know, the little guy from the DLC. He meets this giant fish man and like we all did, went 🤩 and when he finds out that's him?! He's losing his mind
So I headcannon that he met you once in passing and decided that he was gonna grow up and marry you.
And now that he has the opportunity to find out if older him kept that promise he needs to know
Luckily for him, you became an adult around the same time he was full grown and adult him happily informed him that you would accept his courting gifts
Older him did make a comment about how he should avoid the rare smelly seaweed because according to humans that's not a great gift
Sidon asks if you really loved him and older him grins as he shows him the wedding ring he keeps on q necklace under his cravat
Let's just say young Sidon made quite the scene when he found out
They talk about how gorgeous you are and with giggles they talk about how you have a habit of walking too fast and slipping into the water
Sidon loves that he'll be big enough to catch you every time because he would never be crazy enough to stay away from you
Sidon says that you'll stick with him no matter what and you never care about your differences, you say they make you closer and young him is left with smiles for days
He runs into you after talking to his older self and when you wave at him he smiles because he knows. His future is complete with you
Revali 🐦
Okay so I'm gonna talk about teen Revali for a sec
Angsty boi (think ur not my dad! meme)
So I'm gonna say that he knows you as a teen but more as that clingy person that won't leave him alone
You're a constant in his life, pestering him about taking care of himself and eating and not training for 6 hours straight...
But he can't help but feel his feathers- fluff up in pride when you tell him how amazing he is and how his hard work is worth something
I could write a whole story about how he snaps and pushes you away out of embarrassment only to realize how much you had become a part of his life and he needed you but anyways...
Adult Revali has entered the chat!!
Revali tries to act unimpressed because obviously he would be chosen for such an important task as helping to defeat Ganon
Unfortunately you decide to walk up to the duo and after learning who he is make a comment about how he really grew into his heroic role, you even jokingly swooned which caused both Ritos to puff up their feathers- one in pride and the other in embarassment
It's only after the teen has shood you away that future Revali says how lucky they both are that you're so persistent
Revali finally asks the question that he had been ignoring
Would you really stick by him like you promised?
Smiling the older Rito says you do so much more than stick just around leaving a warm feeling in Revali's chest as he thinks of you
Finally he loosens up, asking more questions about if you still thought he was a hero in his supporting role? did you still come to bother him while training with hot cooked meals?
And you did. No matter how much Revali let his ego control his actions and puffed out his chest to hide how small he felt, you would stay by his side.
A consistent form of love for the Rito warrior that felt like he could never stop pushing himself
After future Revali left, the young Rito did something rare. He went to find you and just sit. Watch the stars and talk.ayhe even plan out how to confess his feelings. Anything if it was with you
Teba 🦅
Alright so I'm gonna start this off by saying you're a descendant of Revali which means tiny birdo!!!
So when Age of Calamity happened and the future Champions went back in time to save the OGs you went with Teba
Crazy enough when you were sent back you appeared in the fields where a group of young Rito were playing. A group that included both of your little selves
I think Teba would be the most suspicious of these two people who appeared. Why did that guy have the same markings as him?
He looked at adult you and then he knew. He'd recognize those pretty feathers anywhere
So he marches right over to interrogate this grown up him when young you squeals and hugs adult you. You didn't even give him time to protect you and be the bug strong hero like in your game😭
Anyways you take yourself over to meet your friends ignoring that they're still your friends when you grow up. You two and Saki tall about feather styling and the pretty bead in your braid signaling your marriage
Teba being the smart boy he is takes note of the matching one older him sports and his jaw (beak¿?) drops. Cue awkward pointing as he stares in awe while future him laughs
Yes, he learns, yes he proposes and yes, you say yes.
The first real question he asks is if he'll ever best you at archery to which he is told no...
Both yous laughed loudly at that one
He finally whispers his real question after fluffing his feathers back down
Does this mean you really love him?
Pls hug this boy I love him so much😭🥰
Future him tells him that he won't ever have to worry about losing you because you never even look someone else's direction.
You're his and he is yours. Nothing could ever change that, not even a rocky trip through time
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lover's feign
after mr dalton's teaching was reinstated, everything with the new poets sort of died out
despite the disappointing past amelia learned about, she had come to terms with what mr cameron and her dad had to do to protect themselves
stephanie talked to her mom about what happened with mr dalton and straightened things out a bit
things are back to normal
as normal as things could be at welton of course
the gang still go out to the cave to share poetry, or sometimes just chat
the cave had become a nice oasis for the six of them
if they don't bring poetry, it's fine!
they can just listen or comment along
if they just don't feel like going one afternoon because they need to nap after extracurriculars, no pressure! see ya next time!
the second closest oasis, of course, is mr anderson's class
where they have a blast talking about poetry, writing it, analyzing it
typically continuing their conversations in the cave
but they always look forward to seeing mr anderson
they all do really well in his class, and truly care about the content and what mr anderson has to say
even evan, who is steadfast on following his father's footsteps into law, starts seeing the profession through a different lens
that maybe he could be doing more, be more (as mr dalton said)
"i'll remind you, mr overstreet," mr anderson says one day when evan brings up the topic, "that law is a noble pursuit, we need lawyers, we need judges, we need politicians, but just as much, if not more, we need the romantics, we need verse to guide us through those pursuits"
some of his teaching methods are a bit interesting
one time, they all went to the soccer pitch and read a line of poetry then kicked a soccer ball as hard as they could
another time, they strolled around the school and had to write a poem about the ambiance
(about four students wrote about the disgusting smell coming from the kitchen)
another time, during a test, he put up rather provocative photographs of men and women
still not sure what that one was about
but he has a good method
his students are genuinely interested in his class, when most of them wouldn't otherwise give a shit about poetry
one day, mr anderson says the words
"you must compose an original work, from what you've learned so far," he says "i don't expect perfection, but i expect you to put your best foot forward"
yeah okay fair enough
"you'll perform it in front of your peers come monday"
HUH
it sends the new poets into a riot
richie, who can barely form a sentence in front of a class, absolutely panics
like nearly shit a brick
amelia, who enjoys writing poetry but rarely shares it with anyone, also completely panics
this will be the time she has to prove herself as todd anderson's daughter
what a mountain to climb for a nearly-seventeen-year-old girl
"i know, i know, i know," mr anderson says seeing the wide eyes filled with fear "i had the exact same reaction, i promise you everything will be fine, i will personally beat up any kid who makes fun of you"
richie will need that he's literally like five foot four
"it can be about anything," mr anderson continues, "it can be about yourself, something you've experienced, the morning, the night, the sun, the moon, the sky, the stars, anything! but make it impactful!"
"maybe punching your dad in the face mid-performance would be impactful," evan says with a heavy sigh in the library after about an hour of trying to write
"it'd definitely be memorable," amelia says, "don't think it's happened"
"help me out, what rhymes with constellation?" pittsie says sitting upside down in his chair
"start over," richie mumbles
"that doesn't rhyme with—OW!"
charlie gets genuinely worried about these kids
"mr dalton, is crayon one syllable or two?" lacey asks him one day
"uh, depends how you say it, why?" charlie asks
"i'm trying to get my rhythm down"
"okay, i meant questions about the fourteenth amendment"
"oh, yeah, no questions"
amelia goes to her dad's apartment one night
"is abb a valid rhyme scheme?"
"amelia, it is two in the morning, please go to sleep"
they try rehearsing, it doesn't go well
"evan, through and though don't rhyme"
amelia and stephanie are in their dorm, half-asleep on the floor
amelia keeps looking at her poem and looking at stephanie
she's pretending she's still working on it
but she's psyching herself up for reading the poem the next day
"are you worried about tomorrow?" stephanie asks
"yeah," amelia mumbles, "i'm just... afraid that people will read into it"
"writing something personal?"
amelia nods
"well, just say you made it up," steph shrugs, "i don't think anyone will care"
"what if i do?"
stephanie looks up
"what if i want someone to care about what i'm saying?"
"i'll care," stephanie says, then smiles, "i always look forward to what you have to say"
amelia stares for a moment, then looks back at her poem "care, but don't think"
"i will blindly follow your every command, miss anderson"
and the girls laugh
mr anderson's class comes faster than expected
stephanie and pittsie collaborate in a sense, both writing poems about space
stephanie's poem is about the moon
and pittsie's poem is about the leo constellation
evan's poem is a love poem, that makes a few students snicker, about a woman running in a green field
and richie's poem is about a duckling being reunited with its mom, which above all else, was just cute
"thank you, mr cameron," mr anderson says with a big smile, "that was adorable, truly captures the motherly instinct that courses through the fauna on this planet"
mr anderson slowly makes his way to the other side of the room, where his daughter sits and clears his throat
amelia bows her head, her hair hiding either side of her face
"i can still see you," he says
some students laugh
"come on, let's get this over with," he says
amelia looks at the poem she wrote, and cover it with her notebook, "i don't have a poem"
todd looks at his daughter, the same position he was in thirty years before, "you don't have a poem?"
amelia shakes her head
todd stands behind her and places his hands on her shoulders, "my daughter thinks she has something to live up to, that anything and everything she creates will be disappointing, isn't that right, honey?"
amelia scowls at her dad, feeling her face go bright pink
"stand up for me real quick, amelia," todd says, "stand up"
she does
"now come over here," todd says leading her to the far corner of the room, "you too, mr pitts"
pittsie obliges and follows the andersons to the corner
"now amelia, hold your wrists up together like this," todd says demonstrating
she does
"and mr pitts, hold her wrists together," todd says
pittsie slowly wraps his hands around amelia's wrists, holding them together tightly
"and make sure she doesn't leave this corner, okay?" todd says to pittsie
pittsie nods
todd makes his way back to amelia's desk and picks up the poem, "ah, i knew it was in here somewhere"
amelia tries to free herself from pittsie's grasp, but since he's a full foot taller than her, he has the advantage
"read a word of that and you're dead to me," amelia spits at her dad
todd looks back at his daughter, "that's your worst fear, isn't it? me reading this poem, because then it's not your voice, it's mine, and the words you want to say will no longer belong to you"
amelia stares at todd
"the only way these words will be yours, is if you read them yourself"
"fine," amelia growls through gritted teeth
"mr pitts, let her go," todd says
amelia walks to the front of the room and snatches the poem from her dad's hands
she stands in front of her classmates, all their eyes weighing on her
and she reads:
how happy is the sovereign girl
who sings away her pain
and brushes the dirt over her lover's feign
and instead wishes to be burnt
from her desire, or shot from the sky
better, let the flame run low through the rye
the deviltry bright yellow,
above all others is the haze
never forget the bronzy and jaundiced blaze
that sizzles away her desire
and screams out in wondering
"that maybe, truly, she was meant for me"
her eyes glance up to stephanie, whose mouth is slightly agape, eyes somewhat sad
it's richie that starts the applause
on the way back to her desk, todd approaches amelia, brushes the hair out of her face, and smiles
"my girl," he whispers for just her to hear
"whatcha think?" pittsie whispers to stephanie
blushing, stephanie shrugs and says, "it was all right"
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fun fact: i can't write poetry to save my life, leave me alone
also if anyone wants to write the other poets' poems, go ahead, i will kiss u on the mouth (platonic... unless?)
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SFW ALPHABET A-Z
Gojo Satoru Edition 💙
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A= Admiration (How do they admire you? What is their thoughts about you? What is their reaction in meeting you for the first time? Do they instantly like you?)
Gojou loves staring at you and he's not afraid if he gets caught.
Even if you're doing chores or you're laughing with the first years. You could of just woken up with messy hair, drool dried on the corner of your mouth and he'll still think you're the most beautiful person in the world.
When he stares at you it's as if the world slows down and everyone goes in slow motion. He'll notice the twinkle in your eyes or how you suddenly shifted to your right. As he's in a trace where his hearts flutters at the sight of you.
His Six Eyes will notice even the tiniest detail about you.
Even in a crowded room his eyes will immediately try to find your form. You're the first person he seeks whenever and wherever.
He likes to boast about you to everyone, especially his students. You're his lover and he's proud to have you.
To him, you're his equal, his safe haven. You're the only person he can truly let his guard down with. You love him not because "he's the strongest shaman" but just as "Satoru" and that's something he thinks about that makes him feel all warm inside.
You're his everything, he wouldn't know what would he do if he ever loses you. If Gojou truly loves you he will fully commit to it.
You and Gojou didn't exactly start off on the right foot.
You thought he was too arrogant and annoying.
While he thought you were weak and boring.
You quickly proved that wrong, and his perception of you changed. He would often tease you and find opportunities to spar with you.
You slowly started to grow on each other from rivals to lovers.
He's still annoying though.
B= Bestie (Do they act like best friends while dating? How comfortable are they with you?)
Why absolutely! You guys are lovers at the same time bestfriends.
Gojou is very comfortable around you. He's pretty confident man already but when he's around you there's no breaks for this man.
He will do the wackiest and craziest things just see you laugh and smile.
You both tell each other everything, such as recent turn of events or even student gossip. He loves to gossip.
You can expect him to wake you up at 2 am just to go to McDonald's while blasting music from the car while you both sing on top of your lungs.
Of course there will be moments where both have arguments or disagreements but they don't last long. They get solved pretty easily.
"Wanna get icecream?"
"Fine, but you're playing."
Gojou can be quite obnoxious at times and you're not afraid to let him know. He doesn't listen and still annoy you anyways.
But now you should be used to his antics and don't take them too seriously.
There is no such thing as a boundary for this man.
He can literally become your safe haven during sad times or hell as he tickles you until you cry.
C= Cuddles (How often do they cuddle? How are they when they cuddle? What cuddle position do they like best? Are they the Big Spoon or Little Spoon?)
If he could, Gojou would always want to be cuddling with you. Whenever and wherever you both are.
He loves the feeling of having you in his arms or him in your arms. His home is where your arms are. It's one of the moments where his Infinity isn't activated.
He wrap his long limps around you and bring you as physically close as possible so he can nuzzle against you or press kisses to you.
Whenever he's in a cuddling mood or he's feeling stressed he'll come to find you and pull you to the nearest chair. He'll have you sit in his lap while he embraces you tightly. He won't go until he's satisfied too!
He usually prefers to be the bigger spoon, he likes the idea that you're safe within his arms. Sometimes he'll just stare at you while you sleep, smiling to himself as he drifts off to sleep.
If you're both in bed you must cuddle! It's a rule he made up.
He doesn't being the little spoon either, he loves the feeling of when you playing with hair. He truly feels comfortable and vulnerable within your arms.
He can't decide with position he likes best, he just likes the feeling of your body close to his.
D= Domestic (Are they willing to settle down with you? Are they willing to do chores? What do you two do at home?)
Gojou never thought he would settle down. That is until he met you!
With his busy and dangerous lifestyle, he thought he would spend the rest of his days alone.
Being with him, is a huge risk. The higher ups or the enemies would use you as a bargaining chip.
After lots of convincing, that you'll promise to be by his side forever. You'll have his heart now and forever.
Gojou when he's at home...he's lazy. He'll be munching on some snacks, lying on the sofa while you hang the laundry.
Somedays he's tired from work, so you let him be but if he really isn't doing anything. Some threats work really well on him.
"If you don't don't do the laundry, you're sleeping on the sofa tonight!"
"Then I'm off to do it!"
Having growing up with servants, he's not used to doing household chores.
But he will try, because he doesn't want you take take on the full workload. Teach him, he's a fast learner!
At home, within your arms is where he feels safest. Majority of the time you two would be in contact with each other one way or another.
You're watching tv? He's sitting you with his arm around your shoulder. If you're cooking, he'll come and unexpectedly hug you from behind. This man craves your touch.
Watching movies or television is something you both do very often, you'll both be snuggled up together, while Gojou throws commentary here and there.
Cooking or baking is another thing you both do. Majority of the time you both rarely get to spend together due to Gojou's work schedule. Who ever arrives home first will have to make dinner. However, you two are both at home you both help each other make a delicious dessert or meal. Nothing like eating a home cooked meal together.
Playing video games together is a must! You're his player number 2. He's very competitive so if he wins, it's non stop boasting but if he loses he demands an immediate rematch. Mario Kart or Super Smash Brothers is some the common ones you both play.
E= Endeavor (Are they supportive in you trying to do something? Will they help you reach for it?)
Gojou Satoru is known to be your literal hype man.
He will be very supportive of you and what you're trying to accomplish. As long as it's not something like becoming a murder. He's gonna have to do a double take on that.
If you're gonna become a piano, he'll have a grand piano delivered straight to your home. If you're gonna become an artist, he will buy you the best art supplies.
As they say "live your life to the fullest" and Gojou completely agrees with that statement.
If you're trying to learn something new, he will be encouraging you. There are times where he can be a little but don't take it to heart. He just wants you to improve and sugarcoating things isn't always the best way to improve.
If you're feeling down but you're trying to achieve, he'll be there to comfort you and motivate you.
"Things won't always go your way, but I promise I'll be there to cheer you on."
If you're trying to learn a new skill, he might have a go at it too. He's a fast learner but if he doesn't or can't do something, he'll just blame it on the fact that if he does it then he's gonna become perfect so he chooses not to. It's just to save his huge ego.
F= Fights (How often do you guys fight? Who apologizes first? How long will the fight last? What is the reason behind the fight?)
You guys argue pretty often but they're mostly about trival issues. Like Gojou forgot to take out the trash or who cooks today.
If you both do fight seriously. It would definitely have to do with "work". Because of Gojou's busy schedule you're not sure when will he be back home or when he will be gone. If you both have very different schedules it would definitely lead to some misunderstandings.
If you realize you did something wrong you'll apologize to him right away. While he spouts things like "I told you so!" but he's only teasing.
If he realizes he did something wrong it'll take him a while for him to admit it. Depending on the seriousness of the situation his apology will differ.
If it's something trivial, he'll just pepper you with kisses while says sorry a hundred times.
If it's serious, he'll fully embrace you and apologize, straight to the point no needless words.
Trivial fights don't last long but serious one may take time. Depending on who's wrong or right.
Gojou is a stubborn person so even if he's wrong it'll take him a while to admit it. Maybe days or a week but no longer than that. After all he can't resist not being around you.
G= Guard (Are they protective of you? How protective are they? Are they willing to risk themselves to save you?)
This depends whether you're a shaman or a civilian.
If you are a civilian, he will be very protective of you. You don't have the ability to see curses so who knows what or when can hurt you.
He'll take sure to put lots of talismans and barriers around your home for safety.
Gojou due to his busy work schedule won't always be home or be around you. During these days he's worried sick about you.
He'll be sure to message or call you whenever he can to check up on you.
If he truly senses you're in danger, no matter what he'll go to you instantly. After that happens he'll more frightened of losing you and might resort to leaving you.
Despite how much he loves you, you're life is more precious than him. He can't risk that by being around you.
If you're a shaman just like him, he won't be as protective over you. He'll understand and trust that you'll be able to defend yourself.
He'll make sure to spar with you so that you won't lose in touch in fighting.
Even though he knows you can take care of yourself, in his heart he still worries for you. So he may or may not pop up randomly during your missions and exorcise the curse immediately.
You may end up getting annoyed or mad at him because you may think he thinks you're weak but that's not the case. He just loves you and worries about you.
Whether you're a civilian or shaman, Gojou will 100% risk his life to save you. He's lost so many people, he can't afford lose you too.
If you're out in public, he'll be sure to be holding your hand or have an arm around your waist. He'll glare at anyone who looks at you funny through his sunglasses.
Gojou has a massive presence so good luck to anyone who tries to approach you. They gotta get through him first.
H= Healing (What is their reaction in you getting hurt? Do they get hurt often? Do they help you patching you up? Or do they not know how to patch you up, and tries their hardest?)
Gojou hates seeing you hurt in anyway. Even if it's a tiny wound. It's kinda like if you're hurt he's hurt too. That's his way of thinking.
If you get injured during a mission, you can bet Gojou will be all over you.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"For the hundred time, yes..."
Despite your assurance that are fine, he'll still insist to take you to Shoko just to be safe.
If it's a trivial wound like you accidentally cut yourself or you stubbed your toe. Gojou will be the one to take care of the wound. He does have basic knowledge on how to treat wounds.
If it's a severe wound, he'll instantly bring you to Shoko. He'll teleport all the way from Hokkaido to Tokyo if he has to.
He doesn't know how to use the Reverse Cursed Technique but at the moment when you're dying in his arms he will try his best to.
He will literally become your human shield if he knows things are dire.
If he sees an enemy wound you, well it's gonna be game over for the enemy. Instant oblivion.
It is known that Gojou has his Infinity activated at all times, so he doesn't ever get hurt whether from missions or trivial issues.
Very rare but when he does turn off his Infinity he can get hurt but it's because he let's it happen.
He still gets sick from time to time because that's something his Infinity can't protect him from.
I= Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do you two often go on dates?)
Gojou as we all know is very affectionate and romantic person.
He's very cheesy and likes to tease you just to see you blush.
He can't keep his hands off of you, he has to be touching you even just by lacing your fingers together. He also likes to stand near you often behind you or right beside you.
Gojou goes all over Japan for his missions and he makes sure to always bring a souvenir home for you whether it's a little trinket or something you'll like. Definitely will buy sweets, he'll share just a little though.
You'll often be surprised with deliveries of bouquets at work addressed to you but not written from who but you know who it is.
This man is extremely rich, so you ever have an eye on something, he'll secretly buy it for you.
When you're cold, he'll give you his jacket or hug you to keep you warm. If you're feeling hot under the sun, use this man as your personal shade. He doesn't mind.
It's rare for the both of you to have day offs at the same time so it's always something special to him.
He'll either take you out shopping or a cafe date.
He loves going around Tokyo with you to different places and secretly takes pictures of you when you're not looking.
If you don't feel like going anywhere he's fine with just cuddling you while watching a movie.
Gojou just has a sense for you if you're feeling down or stressed. He'll instantly know and would try to make you feel better.
He can cook your favorite meal or even give you a massage.
He's not shy to show the world how much he loves you, everyone in the Jujutsu society knows about you two.
J= Jealousy (How often do they get jealous? Do they get easily jealous? How will they react?)
Gojou doesn't get jealous easily. He trusts you and knows the things you do and won't do. However, on rare occasions it does happen but he won't directly voice it out.
"I'm the strongest most handsome shaman ever!" But behind that he still has insecurities. It usually depends on the person you're interacting with. If he sees you getting a little too close to someone, he'll step inーcausally stepping in between the two of you. A hand around your waist around strangers and a full on back hug around people he knows.
If a stranger tries to pick you up, he'll swoop right in towering the poor stranger. He knows he's attractive and he knows show to use it.
"Pay attention to me (Y/N), not Nanami!.
"Satoru, we're talking the recent sighting of a grade 1 cursed spirit."
Afterwards he'll just be very whiny and needy, he wants your full attention on him and him only!
K= Kissing (Do they like kissing you? Are they shy or confident in kissing you?)
Gojou Satoru loves all forms of affection. Kissing being one of them.
Gojou has had experience with kissing so he knows what he's doing. One moment he'll be kissing you sweetly then it turns into a full blown make out session.
He's not embarrassed about kissing you in public. Despite the Japanese culture of being conservative of PDA. He won't be making out with you in front of the entire crosswalk but he'll give you pecks or smooches that last a moment or two.
Whenever he leaves for work, he'll always ask for his goodbye kiss or when he's back home he'll be eagerly waiting for your kiss.
Whenever you both pass by each other whether at home or at school, he'll press a chaste kiss to you.
His tongue is divine, he definitely knows how to use his tongue. You can bet he knows how to tie a cherry into a knot using just his tongue.
You will always taste something sweet lingering on him as you kiss him.
He doesn't have a specific type of kiss he likes, he likes them all as long as they're with you. Forehead kisses, cheek kisses, eskimo kisses you name it!
He will definitely will to try out all forms of kisses with you.
L= Love (Who drops the L-word first? Would they rather say it or do it?)
Love is a complicated feeling, Gojou hasn't felt that before with any of his past relationships.
That was until he met you. That's when he realized that what the feeling was.
You were cuddling in bed together, face to face. There was no talking just silence as the two of you stare deeply into each other's eyes. Only the light of the moonlight peaking through the curtains illuminating the room.
Gojou stares into your eyes with a soft smile on his face as he gently lays his hand on your cheek.
Your eyes held the universe within them, the universe that is you and it's staring back at him with so much love and affection within them. He feels the warmth spread throughout his body. He whispers softly "I love you..." as his own eyes reflect yours.
You gasp with eyes widening, processing the words he spoke. You feel your eyes well up in tears, as your cheeks warm. You place your hand over his and whisper back "I love you too.." smiling brightly at him.
That was the moment when he first told you he loved you, it was so genuine and raw.
Afterwards he'll always voice out that he loves you but of course he shows it as well. He'll call you beautiful while pressing a kiss to your forehead.
M= Marriage (How do they propose to you? What’s their ideal wedding like? Where do you plan it?)
Gojou is a very spontaneous man, I can imagine him doing it during the most mundane and random moments. Such as after you're both walking home from a date or maybe it's late into the night while you're both cuddling.
Maybe moments where you're hurt or if he almost lost you.
"Marry me, (Y/N)..."
It's just a spur of the moment kind of thing, when he's the most vulnerable. When he realizes "ah, I want to spend the rest of my life with this person..."
Gojou is pretty flexible with the kind of wedding he wants. He doesn't really have a dream wedding.
The elders of his clan would definitely bug him for a Traditional one as it is customary.
However, if you want a Western style wedding instead he will definitely go for it.
Mostly likely, you both will have two weddings one traditional and western.
Money is different not an issue with this man. Say the word and you shall receive. It's definitely going to be extravagant.
Whether you want to or not he'll find a way to splurge his money.
If the elders are opposed to your marriage you'll both will just have a private wedding, inviting the people closest to you guys.
Not marrying you because someone said no is not an option for him.
N= Nicknames (What do they call you? Do they call you these in public as well? How often do they call you in nicknames?)
Gojou has a variety of nicknames for you!
Ranging from the typical baby, babe, sweetie, darling and honey.
Or something more sweet such as princess/prince, my love, my dearest.
And there's those really cringey ones such as sugarpie, cupcake, my strawberry cheesecake.
He will literally call you by any dessert name.
"Hey, my kikufuku!" Yup, that's you.
If you're shorter than him you can add shorty, short stuff or munchkin to the list.
When he uses them usually depends on the situation. If he's feeling really affectionate or needy he'll be using the really sweet nicknames.
Sometimes he'll even come up with the most ridiculous ones as much as it embarrasses you.
Usually he'll just call you using the common nicknames. He will only use your real name during serious situations.
He's not shy about proclaiming you as his chocolate cupcake. Not even in front of his students or colleagues.
"Are you referring to (L/N) sensei?" "Bingo!"
You've tried to beg him to stop but the man doesn't listen.
O= Open (How open are they with you? Are they willing to share their secrets and past with you? Do they trust you?)
Gojou despite being a man who loves to talk does not like talking about his private life or his past.
It's very personal information to him and he doesn't want the information to fall into the wrong hands.
If anyone asks about it he'll either ignore the question or answer it very vaguely.
You would have to be someone has spent years by his side to be to attain that level of trust with you.
There are some things in his past that isn't easy to talk about, even though it doesn't bother him now. If you ask he will tell you about it briefly.
If it's information not regarding his secrets or his past, he doesn't sharing those details. If you wanna about his mission or want to check his phone, he will let you. He has nothing to hide except the secret pictures he takes of you.
He in return trusts you as well, but he won't pry into things you don't want to talk about.
If you manage to gain his trust enough for him to reveal personal information about him, don't break it. If you do, you will never be able to gain it back.
P= PDA (Are they into PDA? Do they often do it? Their reaction if you hold their hands or kiss them in public.)
Gojou is into PDA but he doesn't flaunt it as often as you think. He won't be making out with you in the middle of the school hallway but he will press chaste kisses to you.
He's not afraid to hug you or hold your hand around the faculty or students.
He won't do something inappropriate in public he likes to keep that in private. Through sometimes he will because he likes seeing you embarrassed while you desperately ask him to stop. Trying not to gain the attention of the people around you.
He also likes seeing the reactions of other people when he does display affection towards you but mostly he does it to see your cute reactions.
If you initiate hand holding with him, he will definitely hold your hand back tightly. If you kiss him, he'll be surprised but then he's quick to tease you about it.
"Oya, is my cupcake getting bold～?"
If anyone looks at you two with disgust he will yell out "you got a problem?"
He's not shy to show the world he loves you.
Q= Quirk (Do they find your quirks adorable or odd? Do they tell you or not? Do they have a quirk of their own?)
Nothing escapes his keen eyesight. He'll notice and remember a lot of your quirks even the ones you're unconsciously doing.
He thinks its absolutely adorable, like how you furrow your eyebrows in concentration how you pout when you're deep in thought.
All these little quirks make you who you are and he adores them.
Gojou will tell you about them of course, even if you try to deny it. If you don't believe he'll try to take a picture to show you which ends up making you really embarrassed.
"I can't help it, I don't even know that I'm doing that..." you whisper with a blush on your face.
Gojou has a quirk of fiddling with his blindfold or his sunglasses if he's wearing them.
Definitely a fan of putting his hands in his jacket or hands while he stands or walks. He doesn't like the feeling of his hands being empty.
R= Reliable (Are they loyal? How loyal are they? Are they there for you when you need someone?)
Gojou is a very honest and down to earth kind of guy. Of course, loyalty is something he firmly commits to.
Cheating is something he won't resort to at all costs. No woman or man is tempting enough for him to be swayed.
We all know he is a good looking guy, he's bound to attract suitors anywhere but he'll turn them all down. He already has you, why would he need anyone else?
There are times where you might feel insecure or jealous but Gojou will always be there to assure you not to. He'll do his best to comfort you, until you're smiling again.
"You're the only one I need..."
During these times he'll even share his precious sweets with you. He'll feed you cake while hugging you from behind.
Have faith in him because whenever you need him, he'll make sure to be there.
S= Solace (How do they comfort you? Do they immediately notice you being sad?)
Gojou just has sense whenever you're feeling sad, even though you try your hardest to hide it.
He just sees through your facade. He won't ask if you're okay when he clearly knows you'll try to lie about it.
If you're trying to avoid him, he'll either pin you against the wall or pull you into his embrace.
He'll be silent as he takes off his blindfold to stare deep into your eyes, how could you lie when those eyes are looking straight at you.
He won't ask you about what's bothering you but he will always be there to comfort you.
Gojou would pull you into his lap on his expensive chair and cradle you like child as he gently caresses your hair.
Ligerning forehead kisses is also he does to comfort you.
Gojou would also bring his sweets stash and slowly feed you some while he hugs you from behind. If you want food, he'll be glad to cook up your favorite meal.
He knows a lot of cringy and cheesy jokes, in which ends up with him laughing at his own jokes. His laughter is contagious so wouldn't be able to hold back a smile after that.
T= Turn-off (What do they dislike in people? What is their turn-off?)
Gojou hates the old way of thinking he finds in elders especially the elders of his clan and the jujutsu society.
He doesn't like anything anything serious or boring. If you're too uptight, he'll find a way to break that.
Another thing he hates is when people do something behind his back or say something behind his back. If you have something to say, then say it straight it to him.
Routine is another thing he dislikes, he's very spontaneous and looks for the fun in things.
He dislikes vegetables and anything bitter. He's a lover of sweets afterall!
Prying too much into his personal life, as proud as he isーhe doesn't like going around talking much about his private life or his past.
U= Umbrageous (Do they easily get offended by what you said? How will they react when you get hurt by what they said?)
Now if you mean playful gets offended then the answer would be yes. If you're seriously trying to offend him, he won't. He's not the type to take things like that to heart.
Call him an idiot, a narcissist, he will playful hold his chest in pain and whine to you while he pouts.
He'll even tease you back if he feels like it.
"Sorry, did you say something～?"
Even though he doesn't take insults to heart, if you use his past against him, he will take offense to it. His past is something he doesn't want to bring up so if you or anyone brings it up. That changes things.
He tries to keep the optimism but he's only human with emotions so there will be times you could offend him.
If you managed to offend him, he'll be unusually quiet as he dwells on your words.
He won't resort to anger but that doesn't mean he won't at times. That's when he's firing insults back you, blinded by rage. He will regret it afterwards though.
V= Vision (What do they imagine their future? What is their dream? Do they want to spend it with you?)
If Gojou truly loves you, he'll definitely would want to spend the rest of his life with you by his side. Somewhere where he doesn't have to be on guard and would always welcome him with open arms.
Yet at the same time he is afraid of the dangers that come associated with him. If you're a civilian he'll try to distance himself away from you. He's afraid one day when he's not around, someone might come after you. His world is completely different from that of a normal person's afterall.
If you work in the same field as him. He'll definitely be more reluctant to push you away, because he knows you can handle yourself. It lessens his worries.
Still life as a shaman is still as dangerous, you're putting your lives at risk every time you go on a mission. The thought of losing you scares him to the very core.
Despite that he still loves you and if can't be with you he would like to associated with you someway maybe as acquaintances or friends.
He dreams of a world without cursed spirits, where he can live a peaceful life, settle down and start a family with you.
In a world crowded with darkness he dreams of a single ray of solace that is you.
Someone that will stay by his side no matter how difficult it will be.
W= Wacky (What is their reaction in you doing something crazy? Will they join you or stop you?)
Gojou Satoru is a man child, he does the most ridiculous of things like wearing a skirt of a highschool student.
If you're the type of person who's just as energetic and wild as him, it's going to be chaos.
You both will pull pranks on the students and faculty. Poor Ijichi being one of your primary targets.
If you're the type of person who's more on the serious side then he'll be shocked by your suggestion.
But of course he's willing to join in whatever plot you have.
Gojou already gives the higher ups a headache, if you're added to the mix it's going to end up being a massive headache.
He lost count of the amount of times he got scolded by Principal Yaga.
He can come up with the wildest ideas and sometimes you will have to become his break.
Principal Yaga specifically asked you to keep him in check after all.
X= Xtra (Random Headcannon about them)
Gojou Satoru has a driver's license. In fact he even owns several cars.
Of course, they're all the expensive ones because he thinks they look cool.
Does he use them? Not that often, when you literally have the ability to teleport or have Ijichi to drive you around.
As you expect he's a fast driver, you will literally be griping your seatbelt for dear life. It looks like he's gonna crash but he won't. He just likes to scare you.
Of course there's a stash of candy and extra pairs of sunglasses in the glovebox.
Gojou is surprisingly a great cook. You would think being raised with servants he wouldn't know how to cook but he does.
He studies the recipe very carefully and cooks. It's as if he has a natural talent for cooking.
At first, you were pretty skeptical of his cooking but once you had of bite of his dish. You could feel the literal flavors explode on your tongue.
When it's his turn for him to cook, expect him to be wearing a cute apron while blasting music from his speaker.
He'll be singing and dancing in the kitchen.
Hug him from behind while he cooks and he'll melt right then and there. Trying to hide a blush from you.
Y= Yearning (Do they long for you? Will they find themselves missing you while you’re away? If so, how will they cope with it?)
Even though you haven't seen each other for a day he terribly miss you. Your just gives him warm and when you're not there he feels cold.
He goes on missions very often and they can last days or even weeks depending on the case. He'll try to update you as much as he can on when he could come home.
Even when he's in the middle of fighting cursed spirits, he'll find his mind wondering towards you.
If he's away from you, you'll be getting calls and texts from him quite frequently. He'll make sure to always greet you good morning or good night and ask how you are.
He'll always ask if you've eaten or not and asks you to send a picture of your meal to prove it to him. He needs to know you're being well fed.
If you think he talks too much he texts just as much. He'll even take random selfies of himself or something interesting he wants you to see.
If you send him a selfie or video he'll save that so fast and save that to his folder. So he can look through them whenever he misses you.
If it's a long mission, he might pack one of your shirts which has your scent so he could take a whiff to calm himself or cuddle as he sleeps.
After a mission if he's not tired yet, he'll video call you every now and then.
He'll try to come back as fast as possible because he doesn't feel complete without your presence.
Z= Zzz (Do they fall asleep easily? Do they move around while sleeping? What sleeping position do they like best?)
If we are talking about the past Gojou, maybe around his youth then no. He had difficulty sleeping because sleeping meant he's vulnerable to attacks.
This is why relies mostly on sweets to stimulate his brain because there are days where he can't sleep at all. His powers drain a lot of energy to keep up.
Once he could run Infinity automatically, he doesn't have any trouble sleeping at all. In fact, he passes out instantly once his head hits the pillow.
The man works hard and goes on tons of missions so of course he's bound to be tired when he gets home.
Gojou Satoru is 190 cm tall so of course he has a large king sized bed at home. He likes having a lot of space but he tends to move around a lot unconsciously.
There have been times where he has fallen off the bed as well.
If you're sleeping with him and want to prevent him from taking all the bed space, you both cuddle that way his limbs are locked on you.
His likes to sleep laying on his back while you lay on your chest or embracing you from behind as you both sleep on your sides.
It's very rare from him to snore but that doesn't mean he doesn't and when he does, it's loud.
However sleeping with him has it's benefits, if you wake up before him you'll be graced by the most angelic view. As he breathes softy while his long white eye lashes remain closed.
If he does wake up you will also be graced by his morning voice which is divine.
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Part 11
Helmut took Tony into the back and proceeded to push him back against the wall. Tony barely flinched, just fixed his suit.
"What is this?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Why are you doing to this me?" Helmut demanded.
"You know why."
Helmut grabbed Tony's shirt and pulled him closer to him. He was seeing red. He was pissed. Beyond that.
"Just leave me alone."
"No, can do, Zemo."
"You already ruined everything once before. Why must you come back and so it a second time?"
"Because no man like you deserves happiness, Zemo. Your father knew that."
Helmut proceeds to punch Tony squarely across the jaw. He ignores the throbbing of his fist as he glares at other man, who was now cradling his face.
"Why is she even here?"
"Because I invited her. Because I want to make your life miserable. Because she wanted to see you again."
Helmut growls. It was taking everything within him not to straight up commit murder here and now.
"I have Y/N."
"I know. After tonight, you'll be lucky if you still do."
Helmut stepped back and looked back at the door. Damn it! He had just left you without word. You must be worried.
"I will end you, Stark. You and your empire will fall."
Stark laughs.
"I'd like to see you try."
Zemo gives Tony a good kick before he leaves. He rushes out of that door faster than anything and instantly scans the room for you.
He doesn't see you.
He spots Sam and Bucky standing alone. He makes his way over to them, but hands gripping his arm stop him. He turns sharply to see who dared get in his way.
He had to find you.
Heike.
"Helmut."
He stops.
"Let go of me."
She let's go, lips tugging into a frown.
"It's good to see you."
He stares at her silently.
He ignores how Tony exists the back room behind her, trying to fix his suit and pretend there wasn't a horrible bruise forming on his face. Pepper hurried over to him to ask what had happened.
"Helmut, say something."
"What do you want me to say?" He asks, voice sharp and unkind.
She flinched a little.
"I thought you might be happy to see me."
"Happy?"
He turns his whole body to face her. Helmut is taller than Heike. He has to look down a bit to see meet her eyes. The way he stands over her is intimidating and not at all what she had hoped he would be like with her.
"I've ruined everything, haven't I?"
He scoffs.
"What do you think? Of course you did. You and him. Did you know my father died? The restaurant is mine now. I already have to deal with Stark trying to buy it off me, and now I have to deal with you being here. Why did you come back?"
"To see you. And no, I didn't know about your father. I'm sorry, Helmut."
"Why?"
"Why, what?"
"Nevermind. I have to go," he takes a step back.
Heike reaches out again.
"Helmut."
He doesn't listen. He moves his arm out of her reach and marches away toward Sam and James.
The boys straighten up when he approaches.
"Where did they go?"
"Outside," Sam replies.
"Do they know?"
"Yes."
Helmut wants to make a snide comment, but doesn't. He leaves instantly, heading outside. He pushed the doors open violently and looks up and down the street.
He only sees Natasha.
"Where are they?" He asks, coming to a stop in front of her.
"At home."
He's about to head back himself, but Natasha forces him to face her. He stares back, but whereas her gaze is judging and harsh, his is desperate and pleading.
"Did you know?" She asks.
He shakes his head, quickly.
"No."
Natasha let's go of him. Helmut doesn't anything as he rushes off. He heads straight back to the apartment.
It's quiet.
Your bedroom door is closed. He walks up to it and pressed his ear to the cold wood. He can't hear anything, but he knows you're in there.
"Y/N."
Nothing.
"I didn't know she was going to be there. Really, I didn't. It's been years since I last saw her. We were engaged. I loved her dearly, I was devoted to her, but Tony Stark saw to it that ended quickly."
The door swings open unexpectedly.
You stand there and stare at him.
"What?"
A little startled that you actually had opened the door to him, he didn't answer right away, but his soon realised you were waiting for an answer and gathered his thoughts.
"My father and Stark's father, Howard, we friends. Howard was my father's business party when Escorpión Morado first opened up, but eventually Howard signed all rights over to Heinrich. Howard married and not long after they were expecting, so he moved back to the States where he was originally from. He wrote to my father and one day cane to visit him. Tony and I were children. We used to play in the restaurant."
"You and Tony grew up together?" You asked.
"Not quite. They went back to the States and I didn't see Tony Stark for years. By the time he did come back, as I was working for my father, learning to cook just like him. The Stark's returned to see my father. We got on, for a while. The next time Tony came back, his parents had died. A car accident. He came back with this woman. Heike. She was beautiful. I fell in love with her instantly. Tony had brought us together, but soon she had to leave. She promised to come back."
You stay silent.
"She returned, again and again. We were in love. I decided I wanted to marry her, so I asked her and she said yes. We were engaged for a year and then that day came. I was standing at the alter, waiting. She knew showed up. I didn't find out until much later that Tony Stark had whisked her away back to the States with promises of happiness and money. She didn't love me. If she had, she would have been my wife that day."
"Helmut..."
"I would have told you, but I hadn't had a reason to bring this up. Not until tonight."
You look at those big sad eyes of his.
"Do you still love her?"
He looks at you.
"No."
"Are you sure?"
He nods.
"How do you know?"
"Because I'm looking at you and I know for a fact I'm in love with you. So, unless you're going to run off with Stark and leave me here alone and heartbroken, I want to take my chances with you. My special and incredible darling."
You smile.
Helmut opens his arms as you fall into him, hugging him tightly. He holds you close to him, not wanting to let go. You're the best thing that had ever happened to him, and though he feels like he doesn't deserve you, he wouldn't change it for the world.
"I love you too," you whisper in his ear.
He kisses you. Oh God, does he kiss you.
You pull away and look at him.
"You do realise this gives us all the more reason to kick him off his pedestal, right?"
Helmut nods.
"Let's show Stark what happens when you mess with Helmut Zemo."
He grins.
"What would I do without you?"
"God only knows."
You kiss him again.
The bedroom door closes behind Zemo as you pull him inside. Neither one of you planning on getting much sleep tonight. You needed to make this man feel loved and treasured. Show him that you weren't her and that you weren't going to abandon him like she did.
In the morning you wake up alone. You reach out to his side of the bed, but it's empty. Waking up properly, you sit up and sigh. You had hoped to wake up beside the man you loved for the first time, after your first time~
You hear music playing from the kitchen and smile.
Oh, he's making breakfast!
You can forgive him for that. You let out a content sigh and grab the nearest item of clothing, which just happened to be Helmut's shirt from last night.
You narrow your gaze on it. His trousers were on the floor. He must have gone to his room for fresh clothes. You bottom the shirt up and grab some underwear, leaving the room just like that.
The sight before you was a welcome one.
You grin as you lean on the door frame.
Helmut Zemo had his back to you as he fried some eggs in a pan. He was completely naked, apart from the little apron around his waist.
"Hello handsome."
Helmut chuckles deeply, slowly turning his head to look over his shoulder at you. He smirks.
"Good morning, liebe."
"I would say so." You look him and down.
"How did you sleep?" He asks, not at all turning to face you.
"Really well, thanks to you."
"I do my best."
You make your way to the table and Helmut serves up the food. He puts a plate down in front of you and pours you some juice.
"I'll be right back."
He kisses you before leaving to put some clothes on. You begin to dig in, but there's a knock at the door.
You figure it's either Wanda, Natasha, or one of the boys. You hadn't checked your phone to see if anyone had messaged you after last night.
You get up and go to the door.
Opening it, you startled to see Stephen Strange there. You look him up and down, confused.
"Hello?"
"We need to talk."
"About what?"
"Can I come in?" He asks.
"No."
He sighs and holds out an envelope to you. You sigh and glare at him.
"No more invitations! We're not returning to that blasted restaurant."
"It's not an invite."
You snatch the envelope from him.
"What is it then?"
Stephen takes a peek around you, checking to see if anyone else is home. He clearly didn't want to run into Helmut.
"It's a warning."
"Warning?" You glare at him.
"Just read it when you're alone."
With that he turns away and disappears around the corner. You close the door and look at the envelope in your hand.
Helmut returns fully dressed and smelling wonderful again.
"Who was that?"
"Strange, he gave me this." You hold it up.
No way are you keeping secrets from Zemo, not after everything. Helmut walks over to you and takes it from your hand.
"What is it?"
"A warning, apparently."
He opens it and takes out the paper within. He reads it, burrowing his brow. He growls, crumples it into a ball, and then tosses it to the ground.
"What did it say?"
He looks at you.
"That bastard was going to try and lure you into his lies, just like he did back then."
You pick up the paper and open it.
Helmut Zemo is a fraud who can't offer you anything other than misery. Say the word and I'll have you on the next flight to the States. Don't waste your breath on him. He's only going to use you.
You are at the words.
"What the Hell?"
Helmut grabs his coat and turns to you.
"Meet me at the restaurant in an hour."
"Where are you going?" You ask.
"To kill Stark!"
The door slams shut behind him and you're left in a confused state. He wouldn't, would he?
You rush to get dressed.
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2021 Fic in Review
I felt tagged by @liminal-zone, so here we go!!
Total number of completed works/fandoms written in: 48 completed fics published on AO3, 11 completed fics published on a non-english fanfic site, 7 completed original stories. (Only 5 of all of these are multi-chapter though. Most of them are short oneshots.) I mostly stayed in the MCU/Cap movies fandom except for some crossover shenanigans.
Did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d expected? SO MUCH MORE!! I had a 'I think I'll never be able to write again' crisis going on in 2020, so I didn't expect this sudden rush of productivity at all!
What’s your favourite story of the year? Oh man, that's a tough one! I had so much fun with so many different story types this year, and I liked how most of them turned out! But I think I've reached my peak with that crack fic about Actor Sebastian Stan constantly being mistaken for Very Wanted International Terrorist Bucky Barnes. It's sadly not written in English and I suck at translating, so you'll have to trust me that it's hilarious.
Did you take any writing risks this year? I mean, I started writing noncon fic, so, yes, absolutely! I love trying out new things, and this year has been a blast in that regard.
Do you have any writing goals for the new year? Not really. "Finish my WIPs" is always a goal, but I won't promise anything. I've learned that writing goals don't really help me achieve things, and that it works best for me when I write the things I'm in the mood for, when I'm in the mood for, as often as I'm in the mood for, rather than sticking to a schedule or fixed goals.
Most popular story of the year: Surprisingly, it's still Notes, the second fic I ever uploaded to AO3, at the very beginning of my current fandom obsession. It was probably solely due to good timing - I published it the week after the first episode of TFATWS aired.
Most under-appreciated story of yours, in your opinion: I think that's clearly A Bitter Eternity - although I completely understand why it's not that popular. It's a Hydra Wins AU and very, very sad.
Most fun story to write: I wrote so much crack this year, and the non-crack was also fun to write, but my favorite is Guard Dog. I just love bureaucracy crack and paperwork shenanigans.
Most unintentionally telling story: I am a firm believer in the fact that you absolutely cannot tell anything about an author's personal life solely based on the fics they write. (It may work the other way around - if you know someone, you might recognize elements from their lives in their stories.) So, no, I don't think a single story of mine was unintentionally telling. (Well, my HTP stories tell you that I'm into fucked up shit, so there's that.)
Biggest disappointment: It kind of bothers me that, considering the amount of words I wrote this year, I cannot write longfic. I can type out oneshots pretty fast, but as soon as it's becoming multi-chapter, it takes me months to even continue, let alone finish.
Biggest surprise: Noncon fics are hot, actually. Also: The sheer amount of feedback and enthusiasm on AO3, OH MY GOD. It's amazing!! I was not used to this. I come from a fanfic site where comments/interaction in general are rare (especially when you write niche stuff like I do), and when I moved over to AO3, there were suddenly so!! many!! people!! who liked the same stuff as I did! Who create so much content for it and who like the content I create! I've never been a "give me validation or else" kind of person - I write stuff because I want to, and if no one reads it, that's fine, at least it made me happy. But OH BOI did all those lovely comments give me a motivation boost!!
My favourite part of fandom in 2021: MY FELLOW TRASH PANDAS I LOVE YOU *BOOTSTEPPY*
Tagging: Everyone who wants to do this!
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Not even a chuckle, Heine-sensei?
(Story originally submitted by an anonymous user)
**The tale you are about to hear is of four princes and a strong king...attempting to make a small professor chuckle? It's more interesting than that, I promise!!
Anyway, it all began with the usually stoic professor doing his duties around the palace. Nothing was amiss, today was another normal, boring day in Granzreich. Or at least those were the thoughts going through the professor's mind at the time.
He was now wandering down the never-ending halls of the palace, passing by Viktor's office**
Viktor: Ah, excuse me, Heine! Come here just a moment, I have something to share with you. If you aren't too busy, that is.
Heine: *stops in place and turns head around, with the usual blank stare* Ah--? I do have time. *Viktor's face gleams, he opens the door to his office further and steps aside*
What is it you have to tell me, your highness?
Viktor: It is nothing too important. I would like you to see this. *he walks over to a nearby wooden desk and fetches a photograph to show Heine*
Heine: Hmm? What is this?
Viktor: Don't you recognise yourself? It is not like you have changed all too much since then. This is the first photograph we took together, it was to show our friendship! How could you forget such an occasion?
Heine: Ah--memories are indeed flooding back.
Viktor: Even back then, you had that same look. I haven't seen you look any different. You've always had an aura of seriousness surrounding you. Haven't you ever considered relaxing, even if it is only for a few minutes? You do have free time, you know. I'm not sure what you used it up for in those days, but you even dedicate those free minutes nowadays to work.
Heine: -If I may interrupt, your highness. I cannot change how I am, in fact, nobody truly can. We have all been gifted with a unique personality that we must carry until the end. Changing that personality would be a very tedious thing to attempt.
Viktor: *nodding in agreement* I do suppose you're right. You are the very definition of serious. *chuckles* Just wondering, but..have you ever found yourself smiling uncontrollably? You can't have been serious day-in and day-out, that would be rather saddening.
Heine: I have not. Smiling is something I do not get around to doing very often. I apologise if I have saddened you.
Viktor: *wiping tears from chibi face* No, no, it's alright~....
(How could anyone live a life without smiling? I-It breaks me heart! It breaks my heart how I have known a man for so many years and have not once seen him smile, or questioned why that his frown never turns upside down!!--That's it! Heine Wittgenstein must know the true joys of life, I (with my sons) will all work together to make this man smile. Even if it kills us.
Operation Happy-Heine is a go-go!)
*later that day in Viktor's office*
Licht: You..want us to make him smile? We've never even seen him crack a joke, or laugh for that matter! How are we supposed to make such a frowny guy smile?
Bruno: Do not complain, Licht. These are orders from our father, and the king of Granzreich. We cannot decline, no matter what. Father, I give my word that by the end of the day, Professor Heine Wittgenstein will be beaming with joy.
Viktor: That's good to hear, Bruno. Confidence is always something to be admired. Now, you four. Get out there and make that man experience the greatest joy!
Leonhard: 'Kayy!
Kai: Mmnn..
Bruno: Yes, Father!
Licht: If I have to..
*the plan has officially been put into actio--hey, wasn't King Viktor also supposed to help?!*
Heine: *stacking important worksheets for the days to come* Hmm-? *the door is open and the little teacher was certain he had seen something, a ghost perhaps? In chibi form, he peeks around the corner, staring down both ends of the long hallway* Peeeeeeek....(hm, just my imagination)
*he waddles his way back into the room, the door opposite creaks open and four heads peep out*
Leonhard: *wheeze, gasp, breathe* S-So intense! I thought we were goners....(my whole life flashed before my eyes!)
Kai: ..Mmm...we were..nearly caught...
Bruno & Licht: Yes but..why are we sneaking around?
Bruno: It is almost as if we are committing an unforgivable crime, we will only seem more suspicious this way! Master will suspect nothing if we were to just approach him, we have done it before. I'm going in.
Leonhard: Nooooo! Don't risk it, Bruno! (H-He will be missed..)
Heine: Ah, Prince Bruno. Good evening. How are your spatial studies coming along?
Bruno: They are coming along just fine. Actually, I recently discovered the theorised existence of a planet made completely out of cheese! Isn't that funny?
Heine: That is indeed peculiar. I doubt such a thing exists. Just what textbooks are you reading from?
(Other princes: Not even a chuckle!)
Bruno: A-ah..that is all, thank you for your time. *bows and quickly returns* I-I was sure that would crack his shell. I smiled when I discovered such texts, how could he not be phased?
Licht: It's Bruni humour. The rest of us don't 'get it'. My turn, I have the perfect strategy that'll leave him begging for me to stop. My famous stand-up comedy!
(Others: Famous? I've never heard of it.)
Licht: Heyyyyyyaaaa, teach~! What're you doing?
Heine: Nothing of interest. If I may ask, what are you doing?
Licht: Nothing of interest, too! We share so much in common, hahahahaha!
Heine: (we share nothing in common, Prince Licht.) I see. Is there something you would like my help with?
Licht: Oh yeah, I remember why I came here! Could you listen to a few jokes I made up? I'm sure you'll love them!
Heine: Jokes? I am sorry, I do not have the time. Your brothers will enjoy them much more than I would, anyway. I am sorry.
Licht: O-Oh..that's alright. There's always a next time..(rejected!!)
*Kai's turn*
Kai: P..professor..! Look..here...*shows pictures of the many cute animals encountered during time spent outside*
(Licht: Y'see, Kainie isn't going for the usual approach. He's trying to make teach crack a smile by showing him a bunch of cute stuff.)
Kai: ..Look..at all of the animals I met...
doggies...look..!
Heine: They are rather cute, do you not think? You are wonderful with animals, Prince Kai. (*chibi petting* Good boy.)
Kai: *walks back to Prince HQ with a smile*..Professor..complimented me..
Licht: That wasn't the objective! Hmph, looks like you failed anyway. We're done for, there's no way we can do this! He's always gonna be..
(*mental image of a giant chibi Heine face* "Goodness me.")
argh!! What do we need to do in order to make him laugh?!
Bruno: No! There is still hope, Leonhard hasn't had his go yet! We can still accomplish our task, we cannot give up just yet!
Heine: *pokes head into room* You have much explaining to do. Prince Leonhard has told me everything.
Licht: Leonie! How could you?! We've been betrayed!
Bruno: Leonhard was siding with Master all along!
Leonhard: I'm sorry...he pressured me..
*the four princes are all lined up in front of Heine*
Heine: His Highness himself constructed this plan? I am shocked. This much more seemed like the independent doing of his sons, I did not expect himself to be directly involved.
Licht: Y-Yeah..we kinda didn't wanna disappoint him by turning down his plan, so we went with it. We're sorry, teach.
Kai: ..Sorry..
Bruno: I apologise for causing you grief, Master.
Leonhard: Sorry Heine..and I'm sorry to my brothers for telling.
Heine: *stares at the floor and a small grin is seen* ..
*the princes look up in awe, they had finally completed what they had spent this day on. Heine....Heine had smiled! His expression changed! For one split second, he had a smile across his face!
Bruno: Master..
Licht: That..was a smile just now!
Heine: *lifts head* Hm? Whatever do you mean?
Licht: I--I saw that! We all saw that smirk, don't deny it!
Heine: Prince Licht, you are speaking nonsense. I am failing to understand you.
(Licht: No, that was a smile! Argh!! Stop lying!!)
**END**
Mun: Special thanks to the anon who suggested this story. I had an absolute blast writing it! As always, I hope you have a blast reading! Have a nice day, everyone!
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