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supercorpkid · 6 months

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Ace Reporter - part 2

Supergirl, Kara Danvers x Reader!, Lena Luthor x Reader!

Word Count: 1790

Part 1

Kara Danvers is the worst. No, for real. She is the worst human being ever.

She thinks she is so much smarter and astute at investigating things and that it just comes naturally and easy to her for some goddamn reason.

She never once thinks it is because she dazzles everyone with her smile and handsome features. Never even acknowledges that her kindness just makes people want to be kind in return.

No. Kara Danvers just seems to think that clues and information fall on her lap because she’s so good at what she does and ugh, you hate her. Just hate her stupid cardigans, the constant fixing up her glasses, the way her mouth is pink and soft and kissable, how her hair falls perfectly in beautiful waves and how kind her blue eyes are.

You absolutely hate her and cannot wait to never have to work with her again.

“Hm.” Kara stares at the board of clues that you two put together, with so much intent like some new clue will just appear in it if she wishes hard enough. Silly goose. She eats more fries and speaks mouthful. “Do you actually think this fake account could be a clue? Honestly, it's a terrible pseudonym, you'd think Lex Luthor would be smarter than this.”

How does Kara Danvers eat so much and looks so fit? Like that girl eats like an army of men, and yet she is as fit as you wish you were in your wildest dreams. You’ve been hanging with Kara for a week or so and you never saw her going to the gym. How are her arms so strong and perfectly shaped?

“Y/N? Hello? Can you please chime in with your clever comments and incredible ability on finding other people’s secrets?”

Kara Danvers says things like that. They all sound like a compliment and she might just be really nice, but you don’t trust her. She clearly does things like that so she could come in at the last second and steal a prize from you and give you her thousand-dollar-winning smile.

“Sometimes I think you have a secret.” You go back to looking at the board. You have been staring at something else completely for the past minutes. To Kara’s muscular back and the body part that’s close-by. "Some other times I'm sure."

“Ha ha.” She looks back at you, not amused. “You’re not here to investigate me. So I’d appreciate it if you focused on Lex.”

You grin devilish. “I can do both.” You finally stand, cleaning your greasy hands on your pants, and you give a few steps forward. You never once stop staring at her, though. "You're lying."

"What?" She barks, confused. "I'm not lying."

"Oh Kara." This is the first time you've used her name instead of the Danvers, so she is taken aback by it. "You sound like Clark when I start sniffing around his secrets. Actually, come to think of it, you are exactly like Clark. Disappears, comes back all disheveled like you were just making out in a random closet." She opens her mouth but you cut her out first. "Of course Clark has Lois to blame it on, and you don't." You raise an eyebrow at her. "Unless…" You smirk at her wide eyes, and mouth agape. "No, sweet Kara Danvers wouldn't make out in a random closet."

You poke her muscular arm and are met with rock solid biceps. How?

"Kara Danvers is a romantic. Let me guess, candle lit dinners where you eat most of the food," You look at her incredibly defined abdomen. "and it just disappears into the void you have on your stomach."

"Hey! I just like eating. Not fair shaming people for their love of food."

You smile and go on, ignoring the interruption. "Then you invite your date for a movie, only for it to be discarded halfway through it while you make out on the couch. Respectfully, of course. I'm guessing heavy make out sessions only happen after the third date with explicit consent."

Kara raises her eyebrows, and you might not know her that well, but you know what that look means. She finally thought of a comeback. "Sounds like you're planning a date, Y/L/N. Let me guess, you want me to ask you out?"

You scoff at the idea. Why would you go out with the one girl who's literally a pain in your ass? "You wish, Danvers. When I'm done with this piece you will never see me again."

"What a shame." She gives you her best fake smile, which is still pretty cute. But you would be caught dead before admitting this to anyone else. "Now would you mind going back to the one thing you should be working on?"

So you go back to the board and finally start working. It's late at night, everyone at CatCo has left by now, and Kara already ate more than half of the burgers you two ordered, and you're pretty sure she is taking a nap while pretending to read those documents, when you finally crack it.

"EUREKA!" You yell, excited with your own discovery.

Kara snaps her head up, a half eaten fries drop from her mouth, and yes, you might have yelled just to confirm your suspicion of her falling asleep while you two were working, but hey! You were right when you notice that her eyes take a while to focus back on you.

"What?" Kara clears the papers in front of her, gets up in a hurry making her way to you. "What happened?"

"Well, I know where Lex is. But most importantly, I have confirmation that you were napping while I worked!"

Kara rolls her eyes at you, looking back at the board. "Will you take this seriously?"

"I'm sorry, did I not just find out right this second where the hell Lex Luthor is hidden?" You point to the board and mumble right after, "not Clark fucking Kent aka the super-" Kara's eyes widen at you, "daily planet reporter, not even Kara fucking Danvers aka prize-awardee. Nope. Just little old me."

"Ok, well." She ignores everything you just said, focusing on the word Kaznia written in front of her. "Better call Lena about it."

You go back to the desk, taking a sip of your drink while listening to their conversation. A while later, Kara looks back at you.

"Alright. I guess Lena and I are going to Kaznia."

You get up from the chair immediately, "The hell you are!" She furrows her brows to your sudden outburst. "Like hell you are going to debunk me from this piece, Danvers. I know you've been dying to steal the spotlight all to yourself, but not this time. Once is more than enough."

"What are you even- You know what, it doesn't matter. You can come too. I wasn't just going to assume you were dying to go to Kaznia when you've been wanting nothing but to go back to Metropolis and be done with working with me."

You narrow your eyes at her. Yeah, right. She is being thoughtful and considerate. Suuuure.

"Well I'm not dying to keep going with neither, but I'm as involved in this as you are. So I guess we're stuck together until the end."

"Great!" She doesn't even look disappointed about it. Is her smile actually genuine? Unless she is the greatest actress of all time, which you don't think she is. "Call your editor, pack your bags. The Ace Reporters are on the case."

"Did you just give us a team name?" Kara looks so proud of herself, you can't bring yourself to be your usual mean self and roast her for it. So you just shrug. "It's fine, I guess."

"But our catchphrase won't be Eureka."

"It's not a catchphrase, you weirdo. I just wanted to prove you were asleep while I solved the case."

"Yes, Y/N, you are the best detective. You are so much better than me at it. You're so much better than me at everything."

You narrow your eyes at her, obviously not believing in her at all, while you two make your way to the elevator.

"Glad you found it in you to admit it." You snark back, while she simply smiles. Fucking ass nerd.

The elevator dings and you and Kara make your way inside. It's so late, you can feel sleep creeping up on you. You can also feel Kara's eyes burning a hole into you, so you finally snap your head up to her and she shuffles uncomfortably when you bark the question, "What?"

"No-Nothing." Her cheeks redden and you roll your eyes. She reaches for your arm, but doesn't really touch you. You can feel the ghost touch, and yet nothing comes. And even though you hate her, you can't help it but to feel disappointed she didn't actually follow through with it.

"Hey," she barely whispers a few seconds later. "What did you mean by debunking you from this piece and stealing the spotlight again?"

You stare at her, wide eyes like a deer caught in the red light. You didn't expect you'd ever have to explain to Kara Danvers why you hate her. And you certainly thought that if you did, you would have more reasons to add into the mix instead of only, 'you (probably) wrote a better article than I did, about the same thing, so they gave you a prize that I (probably) didn't deserve anyway'.

"I don't think we've met before." She goes on, when you don't say anything for a few seconds and the silence stretches out uncomfortably in the elevator. "Sure, I've met a lot of people, but I don't think I'd forget meeting you."

It's the way she says it that leaves no margin for you to wonder what she means by it. She means you, because there's something about you. You breathe deep, biting your tongue.

"I didn't mean anything." So you lie and hate yourself for it, but also can't bring yourself to tell the truth at all. "I guess I'm just used to having to fight to see my name in the byline." So you give her a half-true to make up for it.

"Not with me, you don't. Not when you're so good at finding other people's secrets." You give her a thankful and truthful smile that you weren't able to fight it. Not when it's so late at night, and you're feeling incredibly high and happy about your recent discovery.

"You were wrong about one thing though," The elevator dings, Kara steps out, but turns around to look at you. "I'd make out in a closet too if you were my Lois."

The elevator door closes on your dumbstruck face, and it takes you more time than you'd like to admit for you to press the button for the door to open again. When you finally do, Kara is no longer on the other side.

#supergirl #lena luthor #lena x reader #reader insert #kara danvers #kara x reader

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marvel-and-chicago-fan · 11 months

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Wishing

Matilda Age: (15 years old)

Warnings: dont remember them since this is a old imagine

Summary: Jay wishes for something horrible now she ends up in the hospital

Never say, I wish

Me and Matilda were in a fight over her grades. She had gotten a C- after i told repeatedly to study instead she was on her phone talking with friends and watching Disney+. Things had gotten to the point where Will tried to interfere but I ended up snapping at him.

“Do you ever listen to my instructions?”

“I do, oh my gosh Jay you never give me a break. It's always Mattie study, Matilda this Matilda that.” She argued

“Because you don't listen whenever you need to. This always happens. You don't study, you don't do your homework.”

“That was one time Jay” She said with an attitude “and everytime you say" Mom wouldn't be happy with what you're doing”. I wish you would just stop bringing her up”

“I wish you were never in my life” I snapped

As soon as I said that, I immediately regretted it and wanted to take it back. Matilda just stood there looking like she was about to cry.

“Mattie i'm sorry” i said

She just ran up to her room and slammed the door shut. Will gave a death glare and I knew I was so screwed not only with will but because I knew he would tell Hailey and Hailey would give me the worst lecturer of my life.

“Man why the hell would you say that”Will yelled

“I don’t know it just slipped”

“It just SLIPPED?”He yelled “Are you insane did you not think about what you said before you said it”

“I'm sorry I didn't think, I'll go say sorry to her now.” I said walking

“No, let her calm down first because what you said was so wrong”.

And just like that i had put myself in the worst situation

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Matties POV

Why would he say that? Does he actually mean that? Maybe he is right, mom wouldn't be proud of me. I'm just a burden to both of them.

Walking around I felt a familiar feeling. The feeling of fainting. “Ugh of course this has to happen now” I yell in my head. I go to sit down on my desk chair but I don't make it very far when I can already feel myself falling.

Everything hurts so much.

All I can see is black.

***

Wills POV

Im sitting scrolling on my phone glancing at jay everyone once and a while who looks antsy to go see Matilda. I look back down at my phone and I hear a loud thud. Hoping its matilda releasing her anger by throwing things i yell to make sure she's ok. “Mattie you good up there?”

I don't hear an answer from her and I yell aging. “Mattie!” Me and Jay both exchange a worried look before running up to her room and barging in.

“Matt why aren't you- Shoot Mattie can you hear me? '' Will said, slightly slapping Mattie's face.

“Jay go get the car ready we can't wait for an ambulance” Will immediately checked to make sure she had a pulse and was relieved she did.

Jay nodded and ran out to the car so he could pull it out to the front.

I picked Matilda realizing how light she is. I ran out to the car and jay opened the door for us and we sped off to med

“This is 50-21 gorge. I'm headed to Chicago med. 15 year old female was found unconscious in her room.” I could hear jay radio in

***

“See Jay, this is why we don't say things like that. I had a co-worker in New York who wished that she didn't have a sister. the next day her sister died on the way to her house.”

“I'm not gonna say anything until I see Matilda. I could never forgive myself if something happened to her and that was the last thing I ever said to her.” Jay said, i could hear his voice. He was on the verge of tears but Jay doesn't like to cry in front of people because he thinks it's embarrassing.

Just then connor came and me and jay stood up hoping for good news

“So she's stable and it was just another episode. She does have a concussion. I assume she fell on her head because she didnt get down fast enough. “

“Can we see her now?’ I asked already knowing the answer.

“Of course, good luck with her. She's delirious from the meds.’ He chuckled and left to continue his work.

“Matilda, stop. How many times do I have to tell you to stop playing with your IV”. Making her jump because she didn't see us walk in.

“Ok Jay, you can say whatever you want to say now.”

“I'm so sorry I said that Mattie, I never meant to say that. I just had a bad day and I shouldn't have taken it out on you.

“I forgive you, and i'm sorry to i should start to listen to you guys more often” She admitted

I just let out a small laugh and we all broke out in laughter on how stupid the argument was.

“I love you guys” Mattie said

“We love you too Mattie” Jay replied

I hate this one but i just wanted to post something while im working on a new imagine, even though i could've picked from many of my imagines i never posted

#chi #chicago #chicago pd #one chicago #jay halstead #halstead brothers #h #will halstead #halstead sister #hospital mention tw #one chicago imagine #chicago med #fainting #arguing #argument

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meadowmines · 2 months

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Some headcanon-leaning Majima meta/rambling/bullshit

I threatened to write this up over on a Discord and I'm now like a week ahead on Day Job Shit and I have time and it's fresh in my head so brace for hc/meta dump about Majima and Catching Feelings.

There is a whole sequence of Majima's Shoulder Devil Nishitani-voiced internal monologue I ended up cutting from The Bit, and while I did manage to keep that general thread in there, I wish I could have worked in this whole scene because it really spelled out a whole lot of Majima's bullshit. Specifically, how Majima believes he can't trust his own heart because he only ever loves people who are bad for him or who he's bad for.

It's not like he just pulled this out of his ass, either. Everyone he's shown as getting even the least little bit emotionally close to either has something awful happen to them, or does something awful to him. Saejima? Makoto?

And... Sagawa. Oof.

This is definitely my headcanon but tell me Majima, fresh out of a year in the hole, wouldn't just latch right onto the first person to show him even a little bit of kindness. Tell me Sagawa wasn't the exact kind of Bastard who would take advantage of that. There is a line Shoulder Devil Nishitani drops in that deleted scene, something to the effect of:

"He knew exactly what he was doin' to ya. Easier to put a collar on a dog that loves ya, right?"

And sure, he showed his true colors eventually and sure, Majima figured him out (or hell, he's enough of a Bastard that he might have even just come right out and said "sure I've been playing your heart like a cheap kazoo but you liked it so who's really at fault here? :)" ugh god I still wish we could have thrown him off a fucking pier but I digress). But the damage was already done.

As for the actual Nishitani: I think he was a little of both! He was also a Bastard, but the kind of Bastard that's exactly what it says on the tin and doesn't pretend to be anything but, and Majima was definitely skeeved out by getting hit on by this horny weirdo but also... kind of relieved, maybe? That this one was at least honest about his bullshit right up front? It sure would have been a refreshing change of pace after three years of Sagawa's mind game bullshit.

...and then of course he watched said weird horny bastard take like five bullets in center mass for him which, I would imagine, did little to dispel the "they're bad for me /I'm bad for them" dichotomy he'd built up. So that's always in the back of his head, that he can't trust his gut or his heart or his feelings, because every time he does someone gets hurt.

Then along comes Kiryu, who is both the first Secret Third Thing he's ever encountered, and somehow also both of the other two things at the same time and Majima does not know how to handle this. He's trying to push Kiryu away and drag him in closer at the same time. It's messy and ugly and he hates it but he has 0 idea how to be an adult human person in a healthy relationship of ANY kind with another adult human person and, let's be real here, neither does Kiryu.

Kiryu has NO idea what he does to Majima when he takes that bullet at the end of The Bit.

He thinks he had one chance to keep Majima from getting his head blown off and taking that bullet in his shoulder was the best thing he could do in that situation. And he wasn't wrong! He had to spend a night or two in the hospital about it, but he was fine! Majima was fine and went on to beat the shit out of the bad guys so Kuroshi and Kei-chan could deliver them to the Third Chairman in a gift bag with a shiny purple bow on top! Solid net positive outcome, right?

Does Majima see it that way? HE ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY DOES NOT! All he sees is one more person he's fallen in love with getting himself hurt, almost getting himself killed, and he knows he can never let it happen again but "never letting it happen again" means "cutting Kiryu out of his life" and at this point he might as well cut out his own literal heart.

And hoo boy does that shit ever compel me. I love reading and looking at other folks' soft fic and art, don't get me wrong, I love seeing these two happy, but I also love putting two dudes in the Feelings Smashing Machine and cranking that shit up to 11 and these two have a lot of delicious Feelings to smash, especially Majima.

#yakuza #headcanon bullshit #meta bullshit #majima goro #I just think he's neat #also his extensive trauma and trust issues

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cherrypikkins · 8 months

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hey! this is chance & here’s week 3’s prompt. share an excerpt that you’re very proud of from any of your wips.

thanks again! I went ahead and wrote a bit more dialogue for my Fire Emblem Three Houses OC, Kitt. I thought I'd detail how they might interact with Byleth during the exploration phase. :3

Kitt Burgess - Exploration Dialogue

Chapter 1A - Three Houses

Kitt: "Are you lost? No worries. This corridor will take you to the Officer's Academy."

Kitt: "Me? I don't belong to a particular House at the moment. So if you're having trouble deciding which class to teach, I'm afraid I won't be much help."

Kitt: "That's right. I heard everything from Seteth. It's nice to meet you, Professor. You may call me Kitt."

Kitt: "I'll be around, but don't let me distract you. You've got an important choice to make after all."

(More below the cut :3)

Chapter 1B - Three Houses

Kitt: "Did Seteth lecture you again today? Don't take it personally. It's his job get into every new face in the monastery."

Kitt: "If you can look past that, you'll find he has a lot of wisdom to share. Whether you ask for it or not."

Kitt: "Oh. And try to get along with his baby sister, okay? Just don't get too friendly."

Dialogue Choice (Male Byleth only):

Byleth: "What do you mean by that?"

-> Kitt: "Do I have to really spell it out? Never mind. Just remember to tread lightly around those two."

Byleth: "I think I understand."

-> Kitt: "So you get it. I'm sure you'll handle those two just fine."

Chapter 2 - Familiar Scenery

Kitt: "The canyon, huh? Wish I could pay a visit. I can't imagine the Archbishop would approve, though."

Kitt: "…I mean, it's an important place to the Church of Seiros. I'm sure they wouldn't appreciate me coming over just to sight-see."

Kitt: "I know you'll be in the thick of combat, but careful where you step, okay?"

Kitt: "That place is ancient beyond the known history of mankind. Even the smallest pebble lying on the ground could brim with dangerous magic."

Chapter 3 - Mutiny in the Mist

Kitt: "Seteth is on the warpath again. I swear, that man needs to take a step back so he and his sister can both breathe a little."

Kitt: "...Of course, the more he fusses over Flayn, the less likely he'll be in the mood to lecture you. And me, for that matter."

Chapter 4 - Rite of Rebirth

Kitt: "I'm about to head out. We've gotten word of some strange activity coming from the surrounding woods."

Kitt: "It won't look good for us if any pilgrims are harmed on the way here."

Dialogue Choice:

Byleth: "Shouldn't the Knights of Seiros handle that?"

-> Kitt: "If the Knights are out there, who's going to look after things in the monastery while the ritual is under way?"

-> Kitt: "We're stretched thin enough as it is. And since I'm technically affiliated with the Church, it's on me to lend a hand."

Byleth: "Be careful."

-> ( Kitt Support + )

-> Kitt: "Ha. That's my line. And honestly, I'd rather deal with wild beasts than the masses of people showing up for the Rite of Rebirth."

-> Kitt: "If you ever get bored, maybe you should join me. Might be fun is what I'm saying."

Kitt: "Well, off I go. Please make sure the monastery is still standing when I get back."

(Kitt leaves.)

Chapter 5 - Tower of Black Winds

Kitt: "As you heard, I'll be joining the mission to recover the Lance of Ruin. However, Seteth has ordered me not to participate in combat unless the situation demands it."

Dialogue Choice:

Byleth: "What kind of 'situation', exactly?"

-> Kitt: "If it happens, we'll both know. And let's just leave it at that."

Byleth: "Are you disappointed?"

-> ( Kitt Support + )

-> Kitt: "Not really? The prospect of clearing out a hive full of bandits doesn't appeal to me. Though I suppose it depends on their leader…"

Kitt: "By the way, you seem to be adjusting well to the Sword of the Creator. That's a relief!"

Kitt: "Weapons like that don't always mix well with the one who wields them. But the two of you seem to get along just fine."

Chapter 6 - Rumors of a Reaper

Kitt: "Ugh. Not now. I'm looking for Flayn."

Kitt: "I'm sorry. I don't mean to be rude, but I'm having trouble thinking clearly enough as it is knowing Flayn could be in actual danger."

If Seteth spoken to:

-> Kitt: "At least Seteth seems to be calming down. Sometimes he worries to a point where he can't act on a clear mind."

Else:

-> Kitt: "Look, just do me a favor and talk to Seteth, ok? I can't stand seeing him panic like this."

Kitt: "It's possible that she wandered outside, but we can't rule out the likelihood that she's still somewhere inside the monastery."

Kitt: "This place is so ancient, I can't even begin to imagine how many secrets lie beneath the very stone itself."

Chapter 7 - Field of the Eagle and Lion

Kitt: "Ugh. I'm glad she's having fun, but do they really have to crowd the pond like that?"

Kitt: "Thank you again for rescuing Flayn. Whatever Seteth may think, I know she'll be safe in your capable hands."

Kitt: "By the way, do you know I've been a student here for some time now? Though, I've yet to officially decide on a House."

Kitt: "If I were to join your class, I might be able to pay you back in some small way. With your blessing, that is."

Accept:

-> Kitt: "Oh, how wonderful! Let's continue to get along, you and me. I'll even participate in the Battle of the Eagle and Lion if you ask me to."

-> Kitt: "I can't wait to see what fate has in store for us."

Refuse:

-> Kitt: "Fair enough. I can be a bit of a handful sometimes, so I understand why you might hesitate."

-> Kitt: "Do let me know if you change your mind."

Extra dialogue after recruitment:

-> Kitt: "Are you planning on taking the class out to hunt monsters any time soon? I'd be happy to tag along."

-> Kitt: "I'd much prefer that to rounding up a bunch of thieves and bandits."

Related NPC Dialogue:

Chapter 6 - Rumors of a Reaper:

Knight: "If I had to suspect someone in the monastery, it would be that precocious little waif, Kitt."

Knight: "They may seem close to Master Seteth and Mistress Flayn, but I've heard rumor say they've had a falling out recently."

Knight: "Don't be fooled by their unassuming demeanor - they're nothing but trouble!"

Knight: "I wouldn't be surprised if they held a grudge and kidnapped the poor girl to enact revenge!"

Dialogue Choice (only one):

Byleth: "That's impossible."

-> Knight: "And what makes you so certain of their innocence?"

-> Knight: "W-what? They were part of the company sent to clear out the bandits at Conand Tower? Never mind! Forget I said anything!"

Chapter 7 - Field of the Eagle and Lion

Scholar: "Where could it be? I'm certain it was here the last time I visited! They couldn't possibly have removed it from the library, could they?"

Scholar: "You there! By any chance, do you know where I may locate 'The Ghost of Annwen'?"

Dialogue Choice:

Byleth: "The Ghost of Annwen?":

-> Scholar: "It is the script of a nigh-unknown legend, as ancient as Nemesis and the Ten Elites themselves! And with the power to rival them besides!"

-> Scholar: "Whispers say that the Ghost of Annwen sleeps for a hundred years at a time. When it wakes, it shows one of two faces - that of a great hero or a terrible demon."

-> Scholar: "None may know which face it will show when it awakens - only that world will be forever changed."

Byleth: "Sorry, I have no idea.":

-> Scholar: "What a dreadful shame! There are precious few left in this world who know of the tale, and fewer still who can retell its entirety."

-> Scholar: "In light of that awful incident in the Oghma Mountains years ago, I fear it may yet fade from history forever."

Scholar: "It has been a subject of contention within the inner echelons of the Church of Seiros, but surely they would not strike down such a fanciful tale as blasphemy, would they?"

#fe3h #fe3h oc #fire emblem three houses #flayn #seteth #byleth

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teruwasright · 1 year

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*pokes u* so. what did u think abt amane’s apology in ch96 lol, just wonderin ehe

I hate to say I don't believe him.

That's how done I am with him. He's apologized before but he didn't mean it.

And I'm aware that people should pay attention to his INTENTIONS more but he still looked sinister as fuck and how he expected Nene to just- be ok until she forgot?-

Ugh....I just- have lost faith in him. I'm done giving him the benefit of the doubt when I have for half this series. (Teru stans aren't born right when you start reading)

So as much as I would like to I don't believe him.

He's done this shit before and I'm confident he'll do it again. That's why I believe Teru's been right this entire time. Especially about Hanako. He's told Kou that he's dangerous and Kou didn't listen. It cost so much pain. It just- seeing how being connected to supernaturals have affected the living characters in this series just makes me wish people saw that Teru WAS right.

Even if not ALL supernaturals are bad he was definitely right. Most are.

With the reveal of Nene's life being tied to the school mysterys it just makes you think that in the beginning we were trying to take down the school mysterys.

Nene wouldn't have gone through ANY of this shit if she didn't fuck with supernaturals.

And Akane- him being distanced from Aoi and like- she hates lying. She hates that Akane's lied to her. And why was that? Smh

Teru WAS right. Getting involved with supernaturals will only be bad.

You can argue that Hanako has saved the living and helped before. And yes. He has and I see that because well- that's his fucking job.

I respect the arguments to defend Hanako. But people need to realize they can't use it to justify his actions currently.

The arguments were good for the time. But you can't use an old argument to justify the now.

With all of this. I just can't believe him. And I'm not sorry. Teru's been a way more reliable side then Hanako ever has.

Hanako will always do something that's even tho it had good intentions just- rubbed you the wrong way. Teru you can always expect to do something people would never be willing to do. He gets the job done even if it's cruel.

The difference is that Hanako only wants Nene to live.

Teru wants EVERYONE to live.

They have such similar jobs but at the same time so different.

Hanako has just...disappointed me.

And I'm not gonna feel obligated to forgive him when all he's done is say sorry.

Basically.

I don't believe him. He's lied before. He'll do it again.

Why do you think Teru's been able to mark off Hanako perfectly?

Whether Hanako will still do unforgivable things to get what he wants is up to him now.

And if he does stick to his promise. Then fucking finely. About damn time-

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borderlinecatboy · 2 months

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I'm so ugh. I keep fucking relapsing an like I know I do have some of control over it I just can't stop at the same time. It's like everytime the scabs fade I have to make new ones. I feel bad or wrong when i don't have any. I can't stop until they scar but I'll never know if they do because my fucking stretch marks in the way.

And everytime I do it I feel like such a disappointment like I'm letting down and hurting my friends. Not my irls fuck those assholes I mean my online friends. I just feel like a shitty person bc what is so bad about my life that warrants taking a plastic knife to my hip? I'm too pussy to even try to cut deep, or at least as deep as you can with fucking plastic. Embarrassing.

And I'm so so afraid of my mom or grandma seeing them. They will actually kill me. My sister's reaction would just piss me off. Ik my irls will just be mad at me for not telling them, dicks. Acting like they're entitled to knowing everything about me but never telling me anything about them.

I promised myself that when i got out of this God forsaken house id do it for real. With a designated knife just for harming myself. Make it all cutesy for that twisted irony affect. I wouldn't have to hide it anymore. It'd be on other limbs too. Not just my one hip. It'd be so freeing.

Not to forget how I feel so fucking fat lately. I don't even know how much i weigh and it's lowkey stressing me out. I haven't been 100 pound in a good while n it's. Ugh. The scale in my house doesn't fucking work anymore. I think. It doesn't help that I just keep eating and eating, especially sweets I just. Ugh. I keep trying to starve myself but i keep giving into temptation. I'm genuinely so fucking upset over this why can't I just be good. Honestly i think starving myself is what gave me those heartburn problems but whatever. I just wanna be 100 pounds again. I'm only worth anything when I'm small. It's the only time people fucking say anything about my body in a nonsexual way and fuck. People always tell me I have the ideal skinny body and I need to keep it or I'll never fucking be worth anything, ya know? And at the rate I'm eating (two decent meals a day plus a handful of snacks, usually dessert type ones) I'll never get that.

I know I shouldn't 'feel' fat I'm well aware I'm still technically a skeleton but when you grow up hearing the shit I did from mainly my own mother or other fuckhead adult women you'd feel the fucking same too. I fucking hate it here.

I only got 'better' because food was appetizing again and passing out at cheer would've been fucking embarrassing. N now cheer is over I was contemplating starting again n then the other day my mom told me that my 'five course meals' so like a plate of bacon or ramen were gonna catch up to me. Pretty much saying I was getting fat which fuck shes right but I wish she didn't say it to my fucking face. God it's disgusting how I often I eat now. She just pretty much gave me a reason to start up again but I'm so fucking weak and pathetic I can't even bring myself to stop.

I just feel so alone nowadays. I have no one to talk to. So much shit bottled up but I can't burden people with it because it's all so. Miniscule that I'm just an asshole for even having those problems. I can never shut my fucking mouth I feel like I scare everyone away and it's honestly deserved. Someone as horrible as me doesn't deserve the comfort I crave. I'm so desperate for attention it's fucking pathetic. I want to cry but I don't deserve it. I don't deserve anything good because I am a monster. I deserve nothing but the pain I feel everyday or just fucking death. I'm just a pest.

Sometimes I wish my ex was abusive. Not because I want a reason to hate him, if anything I'm looking for reasons *that one* encounter was just a mishap. I just crave it. I want to be hurt worse than I ever even was which isn't very fucking hard to achieve since barely anything even happened. I want horrible things done to me I crave it it's embarrassing. It's like im fucking. Romanticizing something people take for-fucking-ever to heal from for my own sick satisfaction.

That one encounter. I just don't even know what to make out of it. Haha make out. It's funny bc we were making out n I could feel his fucking erection through his pants. Presumably erection. I'm a fucking prude with a vagina and I never really did watch porn with actual dicks involved. Either way it was fucking uncomfortable and I remember trying to discretely move bc embarrassment + he was always awkward as fuck n I really couldn't I was just trapped on his lap. My problem is, I don't know if he was holding me there or if my brain is trying to turn him into the enemy. He did ask what was wrong and I said nothing so it is technically my fault. I'm not going anymore into this because I know I'll start reliving the moment (aka my body feeling like it's happening again) and I just can-fucking-not deal with that right now.

Even if i want nothing to do with my ex he was the only person where I was their number 1. He was also the last person I wanted to be that. Growing up I was my 'bffs' back up friend. When their new friend no longer wanted anything to do with them, they'd come crawling right back to me. It's been the same since elementary school and I'm so fucking sick of it. I just want to be there person someone thinks of first, their comfort zone, someone they gravitate to unconsciously. I just want to be loved the way i love others. I'll never be important to anyone it seems. It's just something about me. Maybe I'm to childish or self centered or annoying or untrustworthy or maybe I'm just a horrible person but everyone pities me too much to say anything. Like they all secretly hate me but they all know I'm pathetic and would never survive on my own so they keep me around as a safety net for when their important people fail them.

I seriously need to just stop burdening others with my existence.

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Okeydoke. CM 16x09 "Memento Mori". What delights and disappointments do you have in store for me...

Spoilers etc etc etc under the cut.

I've been rewatching season 3. It feels like such a different show. I think the impact of the shake up of producers and cast that happened in season 5/6 cannot be overestimated. And of course with this new season they've actively tried to make it a different iteration. But yeah...the creative vision or whatever shifted a lot over its original run.

Anyway.....back to the matter at hand...

oh no...Rossi flashback. :/ oh buddy. ngl hearing Rossi break up like that makes me very sad.

(Emily you look fabulous in your funeral dress)

I do appreciate the time they've given to Rossi & Emily's relationship

also it just makes me uncomfy that Rossi's doing his canvassing all alone. Even the Mormons don't do that.

OH SHIT is going down!

Emily is your blazer sparkly? no no it's like some kinda tufted wool pattern. (Cute)

JJ your hair looks great

Tara you must be right, "it's hard to be a new dad and a psychopath at the same time" (also you look great bb)

OH SNAP he walked right in??!! with a lil smirk??!!

Okay okay okay TARA / REBECCA FLASHBACK. Aw, Tara that look on your gorgeous face. 🥰 I am not intimately familiar with Al-Anon but I can see how Rebecca's history might influence her tendency to go scorched earth/go to extremes in her reactions.

I wish the flashbacks were in color though. The black & white photography is pretty I suppose, but I wanna see their beautiful faces in full color.

Urgency!! Rebecca coming thru!! (in her fire burgundy suit btw)

this Sacramento offer is all she's got?? I know she's under review, whatever that entails, and presumably thus no longer in line for an associate atty general job (is that actually a thing??) but she's... still actively working in the DOJ in Washington DC hence why she's even plausibly (lol) in this room. Why would this Sacramento job be the only option left to her? This does not make sense.

Tara looks so beautiful, GOD. but also too sad.

Ugh back to this bitch (Elias)

This little tete-a-tete w/ Rossi is...intruiging. Ooh twist that knife sir.

LOL the very subtle sound cue/background music they put on Rossi's grin after he says "Almost." God that was perfect. Like the cartoon sparkle on a smile. Like the Schitt's Creek chime.

Wow this guy has plans on plans on cojones. I like him. He's bad news.

Side note: it annoys me that they keep calling Sicarius the "most prolific" killer they've ever seen. Didn't they estimate Frank's body count in the 80s or 90s?

Oh....our favorite asshole Tyler Green. Oh and our other favorite ah Will - here in an official non-husband capacity. Neato.

The question remains....is Tyler Green a bad guy? He's clearly taking PG for a ride, but what that fully means I don't know.

OOooooh big drama betw Tyler & Luke. That stare down!

Does PG see it now? She might.

F U C K. Suspicions (Apparently!) confirmed ! !

Rossi you in danger girl.

this could still be a vigilante type situation...but they're leaning hard on making Green seem sus and at the very least he's an uncontrolled quantity. He's gonna get in the way.

ok another flashback. this one im categorizing as dumb bc it's about Tyler. Honestly I'd rather have an Emily flashback. Even if it's just her like...loading her dishwasher. God, what I wouldn't give.

cute baby tho. Tyler has baby-related ptsd

This angst filled grocery shopping RULES!!!!! Rolling Stones babey!!!

Rossi, stalking people while they are grocery shopping is not nice. I get it, you have a job to do blah blah. But coming up on ladies in the cereal aisle is just annoying as hell.

OH MY GAWD. Rossi talking serial killer with the wife in the CEREAL AISLE?!?!?!!!!! only god above and people I'll never speak to know if this was by design but I am LOSING it over this stupid visual pun.

Sydney! You left your toilet paper! Don't you remember how hard it was to get toilet paper just a few short years ago?!

LMAO Rossi you got played buddy.

It does feel odd given recent episodes that Bailey isn't in the middle of this fray, but I'm so not mad he's not there.

Emily's "yes ma'am" reminds me of her very flat "ma'am" to Strauss in "100". Very different (this one contains no venom), but I just have not been able to get Strauss out of my head while watching Prentiss this season.

ZOMG LUKE & PENELOPE. Pen, why are you oversharing with him???!!!! Oh honey. You really think he's just your friend. Can't talk to Prentiss bc you already fucked that up, can't talk to JJ bc JJ will call you out on your shit, can't talk to Tara bc she's in her own world of hurt... you friend zoned Luke and are about to find Out!

Oh GOd PG! Like... I know you sometimes lack a filter but c'mon. 😬

FUCK Rossi WHAT are you DOING. This man who has been marinating in grief for years is about to lose it all

The only one who we know knows where he is is Tyler Green (awful sentence so sorry)

I'm getting tense

The Two Devolvers

AAAGH I just LOVE when an intense moment goes straight to psoriasis drug commercials!!! Fuck!

Is the Dan & Sheila thing a reference to a real podcast of some sort? Who are Dan and Sheila.

I do like when the show seems to acknowledge the shortcomings of profiling as an endeavor

Rossi rounding out the Brown Jacket Brigade

Oh. Emily.

Oh. GARCIA. Chickens....roosting....etc

i am just dying, Dying for Emily to completely Lose Her Shit. i doubt she will get the opportunity. But I want it.

JJ getting the lay of the land watching Emily's reaction. Tara getting the lay of the land watching Penelope.

I want Rossi to pee in the car, and then say "it's just a rental".

A favor from DC Metro? For when they are in the field in SEATTLE? I know this is just to get Will into the mix but it's annoying.

Garcia! Um, the implication that you think avoidant-attachment style folks are like...better at or predisposed to lying? Fucked up. I think you have not been getting an A+ in therapy (thing that's normal to want, etc...). All this "Penelope has thrived during the pando / been getting so great at self care etc" seems to be revealing itself as a front of sorts. Kinda feels like a third, smaller, devolution.

The Will stans of the world will rejoice - he's on the jet

For the record, I think Emily made a calculated risk/decision to send PG into the field with the rest. Perhaps thinking she would be uniquely situated to convince/keep Tyler out of the way. Meta-wise, it was necessary to then place JJ/Will and Luke/Garcia in the same frame on the jet. I'm sure that was no accident.

Ugh. Do we think Rossi's out? Is he gonna be dead when this is all said and done? I hope not. He's still got lots of grandparenting to do. But he really should fucken retire.

OOOOHHHHH. THE GARVEZ DATE. Again...I wish they gave us these flashbacks in color.

Oh, handholding!!!!!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 it's not the specific handholding I wished for, but it's the handholding I absolutely needed!!!!!!

Luke, my man. I love ya. I feel for ya. God. I'm sorry things went this way. Honestly, PG, if you have trouble conversing in a non-dunking way with someone you consider a friend...like maybe I'm being judgmental here but that sounds like a you problem that you might want to figure out babe.

Thinking about Luke compared with Derek. Derek would have pushed back on a statement like that from PG. Luke, bless him, does not push back because he's got more at stake emotionally / is wounded by it. But a statement like that from PG needs pushback, especially if you're trying to redefine the relationship.

I feel so bad for Emily. She has to keep it together but you know she's furious and deeply worried about her kidnapped work wife

Now we've come back around to Rossi's flashback pain. He didn't want to watch his wife be closed up underground. I see.

Zomg. I wonder if they are gonna cliffhanger the season with Rossi still trapped underground.

AAAAAAAAAAAH

I quite enjoyed this episode. I liked the directing, though I would have preferred the flashbacks in color. There were some really nice shots in there. A lot of backstory snippets. I wanna know more about Tara. What prompted her to go to Al-Anon, years after her marriage broke up? Does that have anything to do with the toning down/disappearance of her swagger? As for Garvez - I don't feel the same level of upset over how this has played out, but I think we're headed toward a reveal of Luke's deeper feelings and some kind of reckoning. And while it's not necessarily *fun* to watch Garcia make these choices, I am not convinced this was a completely bad decision storytelling-wise. I know, I'm in the minority there. Let her fuck up! Let her be unlikable, selfish, blind. I guess what would disappoint me the most is if there's no turn in this story, no real consequences or accountability. We'll see.

Favorite scene hands down was the angsty grocery shopping. What can I say, it gave me life.

#cm spoilers #cme spoilers #criminal minds spoilers #criminal minds evolution spoilers #criminal minds #criminal minds evolution

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Hi there! I am in Florida, and at this very moment, trying to dissociate from hurricane Ian that is beginning to hit my town. 😬 So I figured I'd distract myself by asking for ships. If you see this elsewhere too, I just...don't like talking about myself very much so I'm only writing this once.

She/her, INFP, Hufflepuff. 5'2, generally pale, curvy, but not overweight (yet, lol), blonde hair (but it's currently The Little Mermaid bright red, lol), blue-green eyes. I love my hair and my eyes and this is the only thing you'll ever hear me say I like about my appearance.

My favorite thing about myself is my sense of humor. And to a lesser extent, my sarcasm. I never really feel I have much to offer people, especially in difficult times, but I can make my friends laugh when they are crying. And a few weeks ago one of my good friends said to me that every time she goes home after spending time with me, her husbsnd says she is always in such a happy mood. And that was just like...the nicest thing anyone could say to me. 💜 I am an introvert until I am comfortable with someone and then I can be loud and frequently silly. Years of customer service in my past made me decent at bullshitting small talk, but ugh, it drains my batteries. I will get along with anyone who isn't an asshole, but I do not get close to most people easily. I don't like conflict, so I can get passive aggressive with people I'm close to if I have any issues over something. Trying very hard to change that, as I know it's not a great look.

Other random shit about me: I have anxiety, but (I think) I've learned to hide it well in public most of the time? My brain is just a fucking mess, but I will joke about it all day! 🙃 I love all animals. I'd cuddle an alligator if it wouldn't eat me. I've got cats, dogs, rats and a bunny. I've wanted a horse my whole life. My favorite author is Neil Gaiman. I love going to the beach and swimming in the ocean. I love museums and history and learning about lore/fairytales/monsters/cryptids. I love Marvel movies/comics, Star Wars and Lord of the Rings. I occasionally do conventions and cosplay, though I'm not very good at the cosplay bc I cannot sew. Lol. I've been Rose and Amy from Doctor Who and Kate Bishop (Hawkeye). It's really fun! I wish I were better at it. Love bowling and mini golf. Sadly, none of my friends do.

I love music and going to shows used to be my thing! Like I've seen over 100 bands and concerts. I don't have the time/money/energy to do it anymore, but those were absolutely the best years of my life. I've traveled to other states and across the country for a couple of bands (The Matches and Motion City Soundtrack) and made some of the best friends just waiting in lines. I have one tattoo and it's a crow with a blue button eye that the singer of my favorite band drew for me.

I'm gonna shut up now. Lol. Sorry I got carried away. I'm REALLY trying to distract myself from thinking about this hurricane rn. Thanks in advance if you made it through the rambling and decide to do anything with it. 😁💜

Hi love! I hope that you're doing well -- my thoughts are with you and everyone else in Florida 💕

I ship you with . . .

Lewis Nixon!

There are so many reasons I see this ship working, so I'm gonna try to explain them all coherently lol

Okay, first of all, when I say Nixon loves you, I mean all of you -- your personality, your looks, everything. He would constantly be complimenting your appearance and making sure that you know how gorgeous you are, because he wants you to see yourself the way that he sees you

Sarcastic duo (but not in a mean, argumentative way! The fun, only teasing each other way) He loves your sense of humor, and if he's ever a little too in his head, he comes to you because he knows that you'll be able to ground him by just joking around with him and making him smile

When you first meet, he thinks that you're very shy and is trying to figure out ways to bring you out of your shell so that he can get to know you better. The second that you get comfortable around him -- bam! He's the immediate embodiment of the heart eyes emoji, because omg she's so much fun and I'm gonna talk to her for hours

Nix is pretty comfortable in public places -- he grew up attending parties and galas because of his parents, so he knows how to politely work a room if he has to make an appearance. He knows that you get anxious, though, and he'll hold your hand the entire night, gently rubbing his thumb along your knuckles to soothe you as you make the rounds while socializing

After the war, Nixon is really intent on just enjoying himself -- in the various different ways that entails. And now that you're together, he's gonna make sure that you enjoy yourself, too

He takes you everywhere (and don't worry, because he can afford it -- no worries about sparing any expense) You want to go to a museum? Not really his scene, but he loves watching your face light up all day when you learn something new. You want to go to the beach? He's rented a boujee house for the week. You want to go to a concert? Front row seats. Everything is an adventure, and what's better than having an adventure with someone you love?

At some point, he thinks it might be nice to settle down somewhere. Or at least to have a nice place to come back to. You're a little surprised by how big the property he buys for this purpose is, and when you tell him so, he just smirks, "Well, where else are we gonna put the horses?"

You didn't get carried away at all, darling! Again, I hope you're doing well 💕 Thanks for the request, and I hope you like this 💕🕊️

#I know I use the sunglasses gif for everything #but I just think it's iconic and I'm going to continue to do so #band of brothers ships #band of brothers #band of brothers x reader #my writing #lewis nixon #lewis nixon x reader

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weakforarwen · 2 years

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The Once and Future Queen is an endlessly rewatchable episode, isn't it? It's weird how immature Arthur was in the beginning. He never stops being a brat, but his manners improve, at least. Poor Gwen had to put up with an entitled Prince staying in her home. One minute he was proving he had depth, telling Gwen the reason he was competing in the tournament anonymously was that he wanted to know he had won on his own merit, and, the next, he was having Gwen fetch him clean water in the middle of the night. Gwen was touched by his sincerity, and then annoyed; so annoyed, in fact, that the next day at the tournament, she was still angry at Arthur.

Arthur's not-so-secret masochism kink will forever be funny to me. He was taken aback by Gwen's whole rant against him, but he was never actually mad at her; he pretended to be while encouraging her to keep going. Like, for real, he wasn't exactly happy to hear he was entitled and arrogant, but he wasn't ashamed or angry. He genuinely valued Gwen's opinion and was happy that someone was showing him complete honesty for once. He was so pleased by her words he even offered to cook her dinner for the first and last time in his life.

Merlin: You're trying to impress her? Arthur: Don't be ridiculous, Merlin. And get me a decent shirt, will you? Your clothes are making me itch all over, it's like having fleas.

The biggest plot hole in this episode is how long it took Gwen to notice Arthur hadn't cooked for her. I mean, first of all, her kitchen was clean, second of all, she was missing no ingredients, third of all, Arthur can't cook and the food was "delicious", forth of all, didn't she know what her own plates looked like? Did she just wait until the end of the meal to call him out on it? But she was so nice while they were eating and thanked him for the food... She wasn't pretending...

Anyway, Arthur offering to clean up the dishes was a much bigger deal than Gwen realized. He lied to her about the food, but the mere thought that Prince Arthur wanted to cook for someone and do their dishes because he'd been treating Gwen like a servant and wanted to repay her, was already, on its own, inconceivable.

G: Because I thought you'd shown some humility! You'd done something kind for me even though I'm just a servant! A good king should respect his people, no matter who they are. A: Guinevere. I know I have much to learn. There are some things that I am terrible at - cooking being one of them. But also, knowing what to say to someone I care about.

Oh, Arthur... We know your flaws and we love you anyway.

Arthur and Gwen's first kiss was just so... ugh. I want to live in it.

I've said it before, but that kiss was the first truly impulsive decision Arthur ever made. Arthur only ever lied to or disobeyed his father to help others, like Mordred or the people of Camelot. He didn't disobey his father for selfish reasons. He lied in this episode about missing the tournament, but he wasn't truly doing anything Uther wouldn't have approved of. His father would've understood, and even admired, Arthur's wish to prove himself beyond his title. And, still, he planned his deceit. It hadn't been an impulse decision to lie to the King during dinner, he'd already had a plan.

Arthur kissing Gwen wasn't planned at all. He made a split-second decision for himself. It wasn't about proving his worth, which was as much about himself as it was about proving he could be the Prince his people deserved; Arthur had no ulterior motive, no plan, or even justification, for kissing Gwen. He just wanted to, so he did. He did it for himself, because he liked her. And it was such a big moment for Arthur, not only because his future relationship with Gwen would be so important to him on his journey to become King (and beyond), but because it showed a different side to Arthur. In that moment, Prince Arthur disappeared and Arthur really was just Arthur. He got what he wanted in the beginning of the episode: he was a normal man who had kissed a woman he liked, and that woman had kissed him back because she liked him too, not because he was the Prince.

Anyway, the music in this episode was beautiful. It wasn't just the Arwen theme. During the final match at the tournament, the music choice was utterly perfect too. But the camerawork and Gwen's reactions while watching an injured Arthur fight Myror were more than a tad dramatic. The music choice fit the match, but it was a bit much when combined with Gwen's reactions. It made her look like a damsel in distress. For that same reason, I also don't like this bit of dialogue (I highlighted the most dramatic lines):

G: You're losing too much blood. A: Do what you can. I have to be back on the course within five minutes or I forfeit the match. G: You can't possibly joust, you're too badly injured! A: I have never withdrawn from a match. I do not intend to start now. G: You would risk your life to protect your pride? You have nothing to prove. Least of all to me.

I don't get why Gwen would tell Arthur he had nothing to prove to her in particular. I don't think he'd been trying to impress her at all. Arthur would never withdraw from a match, not unless something bigger than his life was at stake. I think she said it to show Arthur he had already impressed her, because she knew he'd tried to impress her or gain her approval before. Moreover, though, she said it just so Arthur could answer: "I have everything to prove. To myself.".

Gwen was even more impressed with Arthur after that. She had a real kink for the heroic types. That bit of dialogue was on the same league as most of the dialogue in Lancelot and Guinevere, which I dislike for the same reasons: Gwen was used to prop-up the male characters, with her love and approval being a sort of trophy or reward for their good behavior. I mean, Arthur didn't even reveal his identity after winning the tournament because he wanted to show Gwen humility, and thus gain her approval.

Likewise, Lancelot realized his worth after Gwen told him he was "all that was good" in Lancelot and Guinevere, and impressed Gwen by being willing to die for her, which he considered the noblest death. Arthur proved his worth to himself by fighting in the tournament, and the fact that he didn't do it to gain Gwen's approval impressed her regardless. Either way, it was like Gwen fell under their spell after their heroics, which painted her as some damsel in distress from a fairytale. It was disservice to her character, and what caused the whole Lancelot drama.

The ending with Arthur looking back at Gwen was really touching, but I wasn't touched by Gwen's words: "Perhaps when you are King, things will be different.". Considering the Lancelot and Guinevere episode, and how Gwen was the one to pull away from Arthur for the rest of the season (and even in season 3), the writers had, again, made Gwen the princess locked in a tower waiting for her true love to come. Gwen wasn't like that. She wasn't going to wait for a man she couldn't have. But Arthur looking back at her was beautiful, because, despite his words, it didn't matter that his father didn't approve. He would always choose her. The scene was also symbolic of the inner conflict Arthur would experience for the rest of the series: Gwen/his heart or his father/tradition? Arthur's characterization was overall much better than Gwen's, though Gwen's characterization was great until the kiss.

To end things on a lighter note, how the fuck did Myror climb the castle with his bare hands? Remember Arthur and Merlin did it in Lancelot and Guinevere too? And chatted on the way up? Hilarious.

Poor Merlin and the leech tank. If Merlin could barely finish all his chores with magic, how were normal servants supposed to handle the workload?...

Anyway, great episode!

#bbc merlin #bbc gwen #bbc arwen #bbc arthur #gwen pendragon #arthur pendragon #arwen #merlin #lancelot #the once and future queen commentary #the once and future queen #lancelot and guinevere

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Question for each of the FGG: how would you describe your childhood?

Evan: "Things certainly could have been better, but I was a very sick boy. My family did their best. My sister was like a second mother to me; I don't know where I'd be without her. She and Mama sacrificed a lot just to make me happy. And my papa, well...I know he loved me too, even if he didn't like to show it. I had the best childhood I could have had, given the circumstances. I only wish I had shown more gratitude. I was a nasty little brat."

Lukas: "Miserable. I don't want to talk about it."

Glenvar: "I grew up without a Pa. It was just my Ma and two sisters, so I was the maska of the house. Of course that don't mean shite when yer knee-high and gettin' knocked around by punks half yer age...Feck childhood. I'm glad it's behind me."

Alaine: "It was great! I mean, my family was really poor, but money isn't everything, you know? There was a lot of love in that crappy old house. My parents worked so hard. Sometimes I'd help Dad find scrap metal or I'd go help Mom catch critters for dinner. But mostly I just ran around the village and played with my friends. Mom and Dad wanted me to go to school in the big city so I wouldn't be a peasant like them when I grew up. I always wonder what they'd think of me now."

Jeimos: "Oh, it was dreadful! What a depressing little existence I lived! Looking back on it now, it almost feels like a bad dream. My parents were quite wealthy and I realize I was privileged in many ways, but that wealth couldn't buy me happiness. My parents did their best with me, I suppose. It's just that their best was simply not good enough. I was a difficult child. I can't imagine trying to raise a pest like me, especially in a dystopian empire like Damijana. I used to resent my parents for the rotten childhood I had, but I've come to realize it wasn't exactly their fault. I just wish I could see them one last time..."

Isaac: "I don't remember most of it. All I remember is waking up in a weird black place, then the Guys took me away. My childhood with them was the best, I wouldn't change a thing! I used to get mad 'cause they wouldn't let me come with them on contracts when I was little, but I know why now. I wasn't ready yet. They taught me everything I know, and I know a lot of stuff! Sometimes I think I know too much stuff. The more stuff I know, the more stuff they make me do, so like, maybe I should get rid of some stuff so I can go back to being a kid?"

Linde: "I never knew how good I had it until it was gone. My parents gave me everything--and I mean absolutely everything a girl could want! I had a loving family and a beautiful house in Zhoulcha, I was enrolled in school at the World Athenaeum, I had my whole future laid out in front of me and I didn't appreciate it at all! All I did was whine and complain. 'Boohoo, I'm so ugly!', 'Boohoo, I don't want to study floemancy!', 'Boohoo this, boohoo that!' Ugh! If I could just go back in time, I would never complain again."

Balthazaar: "Me 'n my brothers didn't have a lot growing up, but we appreciated what we did have. My parents were honest, hard-working people. I had a lot of respect for them. Not a lot of respect for my brothers--we fought like animals--but at the end of the day we always put it behind us. Those were simpler times then. Sure wish I could go back..."

Skel: "It was the last time I was--and ever shall be--happy. That's all I have to say about that."

Javaan: "My childhood? Pff, I was a never a child! Back where I'm from, you become a man the moment you fall out of your mother! I came out swinging 'cause the world was swinging on me from the start. I had to fight for my life every day. But you know what? I'm a better person for it. Soft lives make soft people. I'm hard as stone, baby!"

Elska: "My mother died when I was young, and my aunties raised me for a time. This was a bad time. I was not happy with so many mothers. They could not agree on anything, and nothing I did could please them. When I started refusing their milk, my father took me away from them and raised me himself. The times with my father were the finest times of my life. I hope I am making him proud."

Mr. Ocean: "That was all so long ago...I can hardly remember it now. I had many difficulties, as I recall. I was a slow child. My parents worried that I would struggle all my life. I suppose I do struggle still, but it is my own fault. My mother always told me that people would be unkind to me because I was different, so I must be kind to myself. I should have listened to her."

Zeffer: "My good-for-nothing father took off when I was still in diapers. Mother worked her hands to the bone for me. I was all she had after Father left, and she was all I ever had until I met Evan. We lived in a bad area. She was afraid the filth around us would drag me down and swallow me like it swallowed my father and all the other men in that shit-hole town. She begged me to rise above it. Spent every coin she had just to send me to school, and half the time I just skipped class to drink with my hoodlum friends anyway. I know she was disappointed in me. I wanted to be better, but I just...I didn't believe I could be anything more than a worthless punk, I guess."

Questions/Comments?

Lore Masterpost

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detransraichu · 1 month

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another vent abt my ex lol

even tho we're so incompatible in so many ways, and deep down i know i'd probably be happier w someone who identifies as a woman anyway, and even tho it's 100% fair of them to have that preference and not be into cis women... it still hurts that just bc i didn't end up living as male and i started embracing being female means my nonbinary ex stopped being into me. going as far as saying they were never actually into me and they just tried to makeout w me while drunk bc i identified as transmasc at the time and they thought i'd cut off my tits and go on hrt so we could pass as gay boys. saying they were never even that into me, or into me at all, they just knew i had a crush on them and made moves on me to please me... even though i wasn't making any moves on them i had just made lewd gay jokes a few times bc i like raunchy humor, and yeah i thought they were cute, but not much else!!! i was doing things w other people and moving on, i don't get hung up on crushes i have on friends. but whatever. what fucking ever. i know it's on me that we started dating bc they kept trying to drunk makeout in our first month living together as roommates and i sat them tf down and told them to either stop doing that or date me, and they agreed to date me. but i still feel like i was pulled onto a fucked up rollercoaster. it was my FIRST RELATIONSHIP!!!!! my first everything. it somehow hurts worse that they're dating a trans guy now. it's almost triggering my old dysphoria bc i'm such a people pleaser and i keep blaming myself for not transitioning bc maybe if i transitioned they would've stayed w me, and maybe my life would be better if i was a trans femboy or whatever, maybe i'd feel more interesting, maybe i'd be cooler, maybe gender stuff would be my hobby again and i'd be ~authentic~ and not a boring run-of-the-mill cis dyke, which is wayyy less ~qweer~

idk. it just brings back old complicated feelings. it's like watching another version of me date the enby i thought i'd live with forever. i know all their flaws tho lol so good luck with that, new boytoy. though maybe they will do better this time, maybe i was the problem all along. it's so bittersweet. like i'm happy for them, i still love them as a close friend, but i'm def also bitter bc i wasted so many years on trying to salvage smtg that was doomed from the start. i wish i hadn't wavered when they laughed that they're not into women, i wish i didn't lean into nonbinary/trans stuff again mostly just to bond with them over it and bc i thought it was cooler than "just" being gay. i wish i told them i was a woman and stuck w it. i wonder if they would've still tried to drunk makeout, idk. they can't stand the thought of dating a woman or passing as a lesbian lmao. i wish i had stayed strong and said nah i'm just a lesbian butch girl. at the time i had been questioning just being a dyke too... which only makes this sadder ugh. i could've just had a cool platonic bestie as a roommate and dated so many cute girls and maybe found the love of my life by now!!! now i just wasted 5 years, half a decade spent trying to salvage what we had, avoiding what i was. alternating between nonbinary stuff and being a hyperfem cis girl bc i was terrified of admitting i was just a masc lesbian woman. i could feel them pulling away for years. they were distant from day 1 honestly and were always emotionally constipated and a doormat, they stuck w it even tho they said they wanted to breakup for years but thought i would fall apart during a breakup and wouldn't survive without them bc i'm broke and disabled... ugh. this whole thing has just been such a heartache y'all. i have SUUUCH bad trust issues now. like i Do Not Trust that people are genuinely attracted to me and will stay attracted to me now, more so than before, and i already had body image issues before & cptsd. this sucks but i don't trust that the masc women i go on dates with won't end up wanting to transition and be gay boys in the end. i don't trust that the girls i'm seeing wouldn't be better off dating someone passing as male. and i feel like a fucking dumbass all the time for having dated them that long, pathetically trying to regain their attention, getting more submissive and insecure over the years, denying myself my natural love for women, feeling dead inside knowing we passed as straight, but too scared to transition as male. like wow. i was a fucking idiot. how did i stick w it for so long??? i've wasted soooo much time, so much of my youth... #cringe

#lay text #dating life tag

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tothedarkdarkseas · 11 months

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hiiiiii, basically im a big fan of your writing. huge. if i was any good with words myself, i could be able to convay to u how much i love ur writing. i wasn't even a 2doc fan till i saw one of ur fics in the tags and was like woah...wow... this...lets pull the car over, start really thinking like an intellectual, and analyze this text that has come before us.

you could hypothetically write your own bible and i'd be a devout follower. ugh, there's something about how raw and gritty and unfiltered ur work is like i truly am speechless. i wish i could put into words how it's just good but i have the vocabulary of a monkey. just know its good. source: me.

anyways i do have a reason for being here basically, ehehe u kinda reignited my gorillaz fixation ....and ive been drawing so much murdoc bc of u and i was wondering if i ever post any doodles would u want to be like mentioned?? tagged?? idk what the tumblr term for it is im not from round these parts (twitter immigrant) ?? even though i wouldn't be drawing something directly from one of ur fics (yet 👀 ) if not that's totally fine u probably want to keep ur mentions clear.

anyways thank you for contributing to this fandom. you have inspired me and probably so many others in the future. stay safe and hydrated!

Thank you so much for this message, it really made me smile tonight. It means so much to me that people would take a chance and go out of their own pool of interest to experience something different; it's something that I honestly don't do that much myself, I could learn from you and enrich my own consumption! Unironically, I think the audience for my 2doc fic is non-2doc fans. (If you really wanted them together you'd probably think better of their relationship than how I portray it, so maybe the better assessment is that I'm a crap 2doc fan.)

Thank you for saying such generous things. I'm in an, er, unproductive place with writing right now (if you can imagine kicking a can around and saying you'll make a game of it, but inevitably you just kick it under cars and across freeways and down drains) but I know that's sort of been the headline around here for a while, and I can imagine it starts to lose the impact. Anyway, that's a boggy wet addition to a great funny message, so we won't dwell. What I mean to say is that stuff like this-- it just still means a lot to me.

I would absolutely love to see your art! Sincerely, please, do tag me or message me links any time. My mentions are far from cluttered and I don't really monitor any tags closely anymore, but the risk is that the occasional hidden gem just entirely slips by. If you ever make anything, or even see anything elsewhere that you think I'd be interested in, I am always eager to see it. It is never a bother, and especially if you made it yourself, I am over the moon about seeing it.

Thank you once again for your kind message. You have no idea how your words take root and feed an ever-quieting ecosystem. It is meaningful.

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macarensesangles · 1 year

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augh <3

bitching about this here bc i feel way more comfortable doing that than on main where i have a ton of followers i dont know but like

i hate shipping discourse so fucking muuuuch lol. i usually try to just ignore it but occasionally i stumble upon it anyway and i end up so fucking frustrated with how uncharitable people tend to be.

there's been this article going around recently on twitter that was meant to explain the "anti vs proship" debate to people in JP fandom, but it was (imo anyway) like EXTREMELY heavily biased and felt pretty cruel and dismissive bc of that.

i get that there are people on both sides of the discourse that are utterly horrible fucking maniacs and that there are also people who ascribe to one label or the other and end up not really having a lot of difference in opinion, like "i think it's wrong to write simulated CSEM/abuse/etc but i also don't think that means topics like abuse should never be written about, and i don't condone harassing people even if what they do is wrong" is something i've been like. shocked to find is the exact stance of people i've met who i found out aligned with pr*ship and who were equally shocked to find that most of my experience with people who consider themselves pr*ship is like "you are literally a massive fascist puritan if you have any qualms with people making underage/incest/etc type content." like, i was really scared bc of Labels that these people i'd known for a while were actually dangerous to me and would advocate things that hurt me, and it turned out we had basically the exact same opinion.

and like i guess i can't blame people for thinking "oh those guys are clearly the nutballs here bc i didn't do anything wrong and got harassed/saw them saying something insanely cruel" on EITHER side. like, i certainly do not give anyone who bitches about "puritan antis" or who considers themselves pr*ship the benefit of the doubt, bc in my experience most of those people have gone on to say and do extremely offensive hurtful stuff, and people who hang out in those communities are not people who i feel at all safe around or who i generally consider great people. it's just really frustrating to have my own concerns painted as like "anyone who doesn't feel comfortable with pr*ship people is just making their feelings other people's problems and being thought police, and all they ever do is harass people, you should avoid them for your safety!" bc like. i just leave people alone! i avoid them if i dislike them!!

and especially bc like. i don't even consider myself an "anti." i feel like i'm just a reasonable person, and that's a label that's only ever been maliciously put ON me by people who object harshly to my having any sort of standards for how i think other people should act. i don't like that i want a VERY SPECIFIC sort of person to leave me alone (people who are OK with romanticized and sexualized portrayals of incest, csa, and abuse), and since most people who advocate for those things use a specific label, i ask that nobody from that group interact with me. so naturally the latest Big Fandom Thing is all about how people who make that request are like....unreasonable and will attack other people and shit? i literally do not have the time in my day to do that shit. i just don't want to have flashbacks or feel like people believe what happened to me is okay.

it's so fucking frustrating and exhausting and it wouldn't be a problem if we didn't live in a horrible fucking broken-ass culture that just CANNOT resist defending sexual abuse in fiction OR in reality. i'm not going to trust people who parrot rape myths in fiction even if they insist they don't believe them in reality. they're lying, or they wouldn't repeat them at all. i just, like, UGH. i wish it wasn't seen as radical to just ask people to be respectful of survivors but it is bc i feel like so many people just immediately jump to victim-blaming. people who lived through this are the lowest of the low to them and doing anything to us and saying anything about us is fine and if we object it's because we're oversensitive and need to shut up and take all the abuse we get heaped on us, because GOD FORBID anyone not get to have their fun valorizing sexual abuse at our expense! we're all acceptable collateral for their entertainment! it's just like. not fair.

#tag for complaining #incest ment #csa ment #rape ment #im getting really mad about stupid fandom shit again :)

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kkyop124 · 2 years

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happy pride month, everyone!! i'm one of you too, i'm bisexual and asexual! have some lgbtq dialogue for your characters to come out to their parents / partners / friends , etc !

they're kind of angst dialogues, very angst i guess.

sorry about the angst.

lgbtq coming outs:

[specially bisexual coming out] “you will get over it eventually” “no, i won't. i don't want to” “what do you mean exactly...?" “i like them both. men and women, and i will not tolerate you saying i'm confused anymore”

“if it wasn't for them, you wouldn't have become like this!” “like this? well, wow, the only thing i know for certain is that because of them i became the best person i could ever be. and i will never regret dating them”

“i wish you have never met them” “why do you say that? is because you're upset because i'm happy and at my best with them or because you're jealous you will never have what i have now?” “...” “homosexual people aren't bad. people like you are the bad guys here”

“why you— agh! why do you keep saying things like that?! you know how happy i'm with them and yet, the only thing you want for me is to leave them! all this because you don't like the relationship we have! you're so– so wrong!”

“we really need to talk about this? i'm not going to change my mind, not even a little. i know what i like and what i want my life to be... i want a life where i'm with them” “just think–” “even if you're not in it”

trans coming outs:

“what are you doing...?” “i'm tired, okay? i'm tired. i'm tired of being someone i'm not. i'm not that person you used to know, not anymore... i just want to be me, the real me this time”

“what in the world are you wearing? ugh, you look like–” “me. i look like me” “...what?” “this is the real me, and i don't want to hide it from the world”

“i don't want to be anyone but me! THIS is me! why can't you understand that?! you're being irracional– it's not like i'm a unknown person now! just– stop pretending to know me better than i do”

“sometimes i feel really weird, you know, while wearing those clothes but... i've never felt better with myself than i'm now”

“what is wrong with trying to be, finally, who you truly are? i don't get it, i just don't. is it really wrong being yourself with the outside world?”

lgbtq oneliners:

author note: hi, it's me :]. i just want to make clear that i will be using the word ‘queer’ in the next sentences to not use specific sexualities, like, bisexual/gay/lesbian/asexual/trans, etc, okay? so this way you're free to replace queer with whatever sexuality you want!

“you know? sometimes what you find extraordinary, others find it weird or... unnatural. well, i think i'm into unnatural things” “come on, what are you implying now?” “i'm queer”

“i may be queer, yeah, but that doesn't mean i'm a bad person now i said it out loud. but of course, if i haven't said anything i would still be a normal, good person, right?

“it's funny, you know” “what?” “how the people you know and you call friends quite often turns their back to you once you said you're queer... like, is not like i said i was the devil”

“i've been thinking for a while now, and what i find strange in society has something to do with how mean people are when it comes to change. then, pretend to act like the change is wrong just because they're afraid or not ready for it to arrive... like queer people. society isn't ready for me yet...”

“i always wanted to live my life just as my inner child and my younger me always cherished to, but it's been hard for me since then, you see... i was always hiding from everyone, my friends, my parents, siblings... just because i knew i was queer, and i was too, too afraid of it to admit it”

okay so, this is it for now! i really hope you like this and i want to say i mean no harm with this post, okay? i just thought that they might be some fic writers, drawers or just random people wanting to express themselves through their own characters, but for some reason they can't find the right words! so i'm here to help them out and help them only! and again, happy pride month! <3

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poppy-metal · 3 years

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so uh,,,,this ended up being alot softer then i was expecting LMAO.

Bully!eren x reader

Cw: not alot, some smut at the end. Tame for me but i was in my FEELINGS okay.

Word count: 2.3k

The familiar sleek black of erens benz pulls up to the side of your house as you walk home from a late night trip to the grocery store, pints of ben & jerrys ice cream in the bags, as well as several other snack items one might munch on to cram for an exam, which is what you planned on doing.

You side step more onto the sidewalk when he pulls up beside you, still driving just slow enough to match your pace. He rolls down the window, jerking his head, “Just the girl i wanted to see,” he drawls hooking his arm out his window to lean out a little, he grins, “its fate”

You scrunch your nose up and scoff “Stalking is another word for it, jaeger”. You look him over suspiciously, “you wanted to see me?”

He rolls his eyes. He’s wearing aviator sunglasses, pushed up his forehead. Loitering in front of your house like this, you’re aware of how different the worlds you live in are. Everything about eren is expensive, from his car to his sunglasses to his clothes, even the way he smells, the cologne he wears, all tells how important he is. Meanwhile here you are in your oversized hoodie and leggings, hands full of stuff you’d bought from the convenience store, prepared to spend your night busting your ass to even stay in the college you had to claw your way to get into, wherein he had gotten in without even trying. You’re not self conscious, at least not usually. You’d never yearned to be apart of erens world too terribly, and it was eren who always sought you out, not the other way around, when there was plenty of rich girls right up his alley and status that would be glad to be with him and yet here he was at 11pm at night. You try to push down the way your heart flutters at that fact.

“Uh huh. Get in the car, bambi, m’taking you somewhere” his teeth are a flash of white against the night, promising trouble, as always. Your grip on your bags tightens, as does your heart in your chest. You glance away, “i have to study”

“Study?”

Your brows pinch together and you hold up your bags “Not that you’d care, jaeger, but some of us have to actually study to achieve our goals. I can't entertain you tonight, im busy”

Eren doesn’t look put out in the slightest, glancing down at your bags with casual disinterest“You dont need to study”. And then he looks up at you and meets your eyes, your breath catching, they look closer to the shade of seaglass today. “You’re smarter than anyone i know, ___, and i know alot of people. Whatever you want to pass? You’re already there. Just come with me, please”

Your eyes widen and your heart spasms in your chest, caught off guard by the raw honesty in his voice. He has moments like this, where he usually teases you and gets under your skin but sometimes he says something that makes everything in you jolt. Its not fair. Its confusing and it messes with your head, makes it fuzzy, weakens you and makes you do things you’d never do with a clear mind.

You wish you could fight it, wish you could roll your eyes and tell him no and do what you need to do. But you don’t. Huffing you say, “Ugh, fine. Just let me put this stuff up, my ice creams probably already a puddle by now” you turn and rush up to your house, ears burning when you hear him call out, “Thatta girl!”

You try not to put everything away to hastily, thinking he ought to squirm just a little, but even you can’t deny the eager buzzing under your skin. When you clamber into the passenger seat of his car eren turns to grin at you as he flicks his sunglasses back over his eyes. “Knew you’d see reason, bambi”. You roll your eyes at the nickname, crossing your arms over your chest as you side eye him warily, “where are you taking me jaeger, is this a kidnapping?”

“Not a kidnapping when you want it, sweetheart”, eren says, putting his arm around the back of your seat as he backs up his car to make a uturn. You dont know if the flustered leap in your chest is from the petname or the way his forearm looks flexing, the cords in his neck prominent as he looks behind him for any oncoming cars. “Just trust me, yeah? You’ll like it”

You sink in the seat, trying to get away from the warm heat of his arm so close to you, but hes taking it away soon enough, only to draw your attention again to the way his hands look steering the wheel. His hands….You turn to look out the window, opting for silence, because you feel like you’re about to lose your mind. This car is just so..him and its overwhelming your senses. It smells good, it smells like him, his cologne wafting all around you. The sleek interior of his car is crisp, clean, sharp, and just so richboy it feels surreal. You haven’t been in his car before.

Eren seems okay with the silence though, tapping his finger idly against the wheel as soft music plays from the radio. Its strangely peaceful, actually. Before you know it, the whirring of houses and neighborhoods and highway turns into palm trees and sand. You sit up straighter, coming out of your daze when you realize eren is pulling his car into the sandy bank by a large body of water. The beach. You haven’t had a chance to go here.

The water looks like black at this time of night, there are no waves, just sparkling dark abyss that stretches out for ages and ages, glittering under the moonlight. There are no other cars parked close to you so its just you, eren, and the sea.

You spend quite awhile gawking at the ocean before you come to your senses and turn to face eren. He has his elbow propped on the wheel, chewing idly on his thumb as he peers at you from over his sunglasses. A small smile is playing at his lips as he watches you.

You gape, “What…”

“You’re cute when you’re excited, you know” his voice is low, dropped in that way that makes your toes curl in your shoes. You ignore the way your heart skips at his words, probing him, “Why did you bring me here, ren?”

He turns to face forward, flipping the radio off so theres no background noise between the two of you. Taking his sunglasses off the folds them and puts them on the dash, sighing as he watches the ocean from out the windshield, gnawing on his lips. Tap, tap, tap, his fingers on the wheel go as you wait for him to speak. “Last week,” he starts, glancing at you, “When we had to do those presentations in class about places we feel at home..you talked about the library”

He laughs under his breath like its some kind of endearing joke, shaking his head a little. You dont speak. “The library is where i first saw you, you know? I mean, before all this, before i..talked to you, i noticed you before you ever noticed me.” A small secret smile plays on his lips, “You were reading ‘percy jackson and the lightning thief’, and you haid your hair in pigtails. Your glasses were way to big your face. My first thought was ‘wow she looks like an owl’, but then i saw you laugh at something on the page and my second thought was ‘i want to know her’. We were in middle school.”

Green eyes connect with yours, “You still go there, i know. But anyway..this is. My place, i guess”. He purses his lips “i figure since i'm always intruding on your little sanctuary , i’d let you see mine”

You take everything he just said in. He’d known about you, noticed you, since middle school? You hadn’t acknowledged him until sophomore year of highschool, hadn’t spoken to him since senior year, when this tug and pull had first begun between you two. You remembered that day, your mother wouldn't buy you the series so you’d relied on constantly re-reading the books at the library. It was around that time you began to see that place as something special, too. Tucked away from the world, you could lose yourself in another's story. It was like magic. And to realize eren had been there the whole time, had glimpsed that, realized that the library was your special place, that he’d even payed attention to your presentation in class at all in the first place...that he was here, showing you something of himself in return, even though you’d never asked. You’d wondered of course.

Eren was an enigma, he was on most days, the bane of your existence. He had made your life a living hell on many occasions, but with that, he also made you feel more alive than ever before. He’d dragged you out of your bubble and challenged you to see the world beyond school and books and fiction, he raised your emotions and forced you to experience everything head on. Anger, confusion, happiness, anxiety, thrill, lust and…

You look at him. The way the moonlight curls into the car like a kind of mist, making his eyes look absolutely beautiful. The soft wave to his brown hair, his eyelashes, everything about him made you ache with desire. All the time, even when you swore you hated him, you wanted him.

“Kiss me”. Its whispered out so low, for a moment you worry he might not hear it. Its the first time you’ve asked for him, reached for him first without his taunting to guide a confession from you. With this request, filling the air between you, you’re making it known that you want him, want this. It doesn’t change anything and yet it somehow changes everything. You can’t look in the mirror and tell yourself he doesn’t occupy your mind and your heart anymore. Not after this.

Eren seems to realize this too, his intake of breath letting you know he heard you loud and clear. “__..” he says, inching closer. His eyes, dark now, are so very hungry as he closes in. In a moment his lips, soft, so soft, are on yours. You sigh into his kiss, opening for him easily when his tongue glides into your mouth. His hand comes up to cup your jaw, tenderly, thumb stroking it. God, you want to eat him, you want him to eat you. The wet smack of your lips fills the car as you hungrily nip, and suck, and kiss at each others lips.

When eren pulls back, he’s panting, hair disheveled. You don’t remember when your hands first sunk into his hair, but they must have, messed up as it is now. He looks at you like he wants to devour you, he licks his lips. “I’m gonna put your seat back,” he tells you slowly, each word dripping with finality, “im going to kiss every inch of your body and then you’re opening those legs for me and letting me inside, baby”

You don’t have it in you to act scandalised, you know what you want. You’d basically asked for it. You just nod, never taking your eyes off his face when he reaches down and pulls the lever. And then you feel yourself being tilted backwards as the seat goes back, laying you flat. Your chest heaves with barely contained need as eren then settles above you, every clothed inch of him hovering just barely above you.

Holding your eyes, eren lowers himself. You spread your legs easily to accommodate him, gasping when you feel his clothed cock settle right against your clit through your leggings. He rocks once, gently, against you, his hair hanging over his forehead as he looks down at you with utter want in his eyes, “Want you to feel me”, he murmurs, and rocks again, “Wanna fill you up so good, you can’t ever pretend that im not apart of you. Because, this, baby?” Another rock, a shuddered moan leaving your lips, “This is it. No ones gonna fuck you like i do, no ones gonna get inside that little head and play the games we play so well together.”

One of his hands trails up your thigh, dipping his hand under the fabric of your leggings and pulling them slightly down, he pecks your lips, once, twice, three times. “Tell me”, he groans into your mouth, peeling your clothes off you slowly, “Tell me you understand, Tell me this is everything”

And you tell him. Tell him through your whimpers when he parts the folds of your slick cunt with his fingers buried inside you. Tell him through your moans into his mouth when he shoves his jeans down and splits you open on his cock. Tell him through sighs of his name, when he rocks into you, licking into your mouth as he spears you open. Tell him through the way you claw your fingers down his back when starts to fuck you hard, rocking the car with the force of his thrusts. Tell him through the way you spread your legs, even wider, toes curling as he wrings orgasm after orgasm out of your tight little pussy milking him.

“Its everything, you’re everything…” You cry out again and again, clutching onto him as he pumps you full of his cum, groaning brokenly into your neck.

“Fuck”. He pulls back to look down at you, brushing your damp hair back from your face, still inside you. “You’re gonna fucking kill me, you little nerd”

#eren jaeger imagine #eren jaeger smut #eren jaeger x reader #bully!eren #aot smut

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