#but also why did he say it like that. gon. Gon; baby boy

[leviathiane]

not him blushing while he says this

[gyuwoncheol]

Room Service

↳ A part 2 to 15 Minutes

Pair: Scoups x f!reader

Genre: Smut, Concert!Cheol, husband!Cheol, dom!Cheol, 18+ only (MDNI).

Summary: The only thing hornier than pre-concert Cheol is post-concert Cheol. Lucky for you, you’re the only one in the world with an all-access VIP ticket to this immersive experience.

Warnings: Porn with plot, Concert!Cheol, dom!Cheol, daddy kink, breeding kink, big dick!Cheol, pussy drunk!Cheol, cock hungry!reader, so. many. orgasms., quickie sex, unprotected sex (stay safe, children), oral (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), lots of making out, creampieS, slightly public sex, dick riding, manhandling, pussy slapping (like once), use of color system, overstimulation, body worship, breast/nipple play, hair pulling, spitting, crying during and after sex (but it’s not a kink), dirty talk, use of pet names (my love, baby, princess, baby girl, angel), fluff at the end. Please let me know if i missed something, i can’t remember all the filth. Not thoroughly proofread.

WC: 4.1k

Author's Note: Did I get carried away? Hell yes. is this the filthiest thing I’ve ever written? Could be. Except the other wip I have also for Seungcheol might just beat it. Thank you so much again for the love on 15 Minutes. I hope this 2nd part lives up to it.

Author's 2nd Note: For new readers, you don’t have to read 15 Minutes as this can stand on its own, but it would make more sense if you did read it.

“My good girl.” 

Seungcheol chuckled as he plunged deep into your cunt, his cock pushing through your mixed cum that you so diligently kept in as instructed, “so good at following instructions huh?” 

“Fuck baby, you’re so messy” Cheol cursed, mouth watering at the sight of your stored cum slowly dripping out of your hole as he dragged out his entire length until only the tip was in. You groaned when you felt globs of it trickle down your thigh, your husband’s large hand slowly pushing you down against the back of the couch. You felt him engulf you, his chest against your back, hot breath on your ears, “cat got your tongue, babe?” The man teased just as he thrusted his length back into you, causing more cum to overflow from your hole.

It had only been roughly 30 minutes since the concert finally ended, the boys doing all the post show rituals from changing clothes to shooting backstage content, and as soon as that was over, Seungcheol had all but dragged you to another dressing room, not even saying anything as he unzipped your jeans and dragged your very soiled panties down. Not that you were surprised though, post-concert was always when Cheol was the horniest, with all that adrenaline still pumping through his veins.

You could feel the prominent vein on his cock drag through your walls deliciously as he alternated between slow and fast thrusts, an arm snaked around your torso while hot phrases flew from his mouth.

“Fuck, pussy so tight.” 

“All mine.” 

“I’ll give you all my babies.” 

“Gon’ pump you full.” 

“My good girl so desperate for cum.” 

“Cheol!” You screeched in between moans when you felt him hit that sensitive spot particularly rough.

“Did you watch me tonight, baby? Why weren’t you in the stands?” He asked suddenly, as if he wasn’t still railing you from behind.

“C-couldn’t g-go” you squeaked, willing yourself to form words when all you really wanted to do was whimper in pleasure, “had to… be— behave… fuck!” 

“Behave?” Cheol clarified even though he sensed where this was going. In all the times they rushed backstage in between sets, not once had you moved from your spot, sitting cross legged on top of the large black trunk cases situated right in front of the screen which broadcasted the events on stage.  “Words, baby” he said sweetly yet firmly when he saw you nod eagerly.

“Yes! Behave. Had t-to… k-keep.. shiiiiit,” you groaned, your elbows harshly rubbing on the leather material of the couch after another rough entry of Cheol’s cock, “keep da-daddy’s… cum… in me.” You finished off your defense and you could already see your husband’s smirk without even really looking at him.

“Aren’t. You. Such. An. Angel.” Seungcheol punctuated each word with a deep harsh thrust.

“And all yours.” You punctuated as you looked back at him, both your eyes glazing in lust. The loud sound of skin slapping skin and your pussy squelching at every thrust was unmistakable, the room smelled of sex. The group’s leader was sweating even more than he did when he got off stage, his warmth radiating onto your body as he kept you impossibly close to him, jackhammering his cock in your cunt. 

“Shit shit shit shit..” you cried out loud when his other hand suddenly rubbed fast circles on your clit.

“FUCK!” Seungcheol growled at your release, your pussy clamping down on him so tightly that it triggered his own. He stilled within you in an instant, bodies folded in half against the leather couch, your husband continuously muttering incoherent words as the feeling of your fluttering walls drove him to another level of cloud 9. 

“Yah! You two better eat already if you’re really planning to go all night” Seungkwan scolded in his best mom voice when the both of you entered the buffet area hand in hand.

You hid your face on Cheol’s shoulders, suddenly very aware of all 12 boys looking your way. They were very much aware of what you two had been doing and why you were doing it. In spite of the never ending teasing and playful disgusted looks they give their leader, the members had all told you they were excited for Cheol to become a dad mostly because it meant he’d get off their asses. 

“We’re actually going ahead. We’ll take a different car.” Your husband announced, a gentle squeeze to your hand when some of the boys howled at the implication of both of you going back to the hotel first.

“Really not wasting any time huh?” Soonyoung smirked despite having his mouth full of noodles 

“What? She’s leaving soon!” Seungcheol whined.

“Y/n still has a week left!!” Mingyu corrected with a roll of his eyes.

“Yeah yeah, still not enough!” Cheol replied. He gave a curt nod to Jeonghan, calling his name firmly as if to say ‘i leave the kids with you.’

“Hyung, seriously, you both have to eat.” DK was next to remind you both as he knows you’re both still running on empty stomachs.

“We’ll get room service,” your husband called out, inching closer towards the exit doors that would lead you to the vans.

“We hope it's the food kind! And maybe let y/n get some real sleep after!” Joshua’s reminder had you giggling, glad enough to know the boys still cared for you even though all you’ve done was hog all of Seungcheol’s free time.

Surprisingly, you had both managed to stay well behaved in the car ride home. If anything, you two were very sweet, your head resting on Cheol’s shoulders as he held your hand through the ride and absentmindedly played with your fingers. 

Even when you had both showered together in the hotel room, your husband did not try to make any advances, he simply cleaned you both up, even giving you a nice massage on your scalp when you lathered your favorite shampoo. 

Contrary to what his members may think, Seungcheol wasn’t too adamant about fucking you all night. He could see how tired you actually are and Mingyu was right, you did still have a week left with him. He just wants to make sure you are cared for like his queen this whole trip, whether that meant blowing your back or giving you 8 hours of sleep, he didn’t mind. 

“Tired, baby?” He asked as he secured the knot on your fluffy hotel robe.

You lazily smiled at him as you settled in bed, pulling him towards you for good measure. “I’m ok.”

“Hungry? Wanna get some food now?” 

“Want you to kiss me.” 

Seungcheol was taken aback by the boldness of your request, not because it was the first time you asked, but because you both have definitely done more than just kissing these past 72 hours. He smiled sheepishly as he climbed over you, settling on your side as his chapped lips kissed your soft ones. You clutched onto his hand on your neck, sighing happily when you felt him deepen the kiss. 

“Someone’s happy,” a low chuckle from your husband.

“Mhmm,” you hummed, “i love your kisses.” Despite the raunchy sex, there was always just something so nice and intimate about kissing your husband. His lips were always so plump against yours and the way he’d hold you securely always made you feel like you meant the world to him. 

“You’re so beautiful, i love you so much,” Seungcheol admired your bare face before sucking on your lower lip.

You moaned out an i love you too but it only got swallowed by the man who couldn’t get enough of you. You climbed on his lap, trapping him in between your legs, taking control of this little makeout session you were having. Inevitably, the more you kissed him, the more your hips moved on its own accord, grinding on Cheol’s robe-covered bottom half. 

You were moving erratically, wanting to chase a high you knew you needed if you were to fit Cheol’s dick again tonight. 

“Daddy, please...” you cried, annoyed that you just couldn’t get to where you wanted to be 

“Please what, baby girl?”

You whined desperately at the dangerously low tone in your ear, “please make me cum.” 

Record time is what you’d call it, the way Seungcheol went from flipping you over to casting your robe open to having his mouth suck on your clit harshly. You couldn’t even process it, all you knew was your throat was straining from how you were screaming his name with how he lapped at your cunt. His tongue licked bold stripes from your hole to your clit before he'd suck the sensitive bud. If there's anything Cheol has perfected, it's his hand-mouth coordination, the way he perfectly syncs his plush lips to suck at your clit while two fingers sink in you and curl to graze that spongy spot inside your walls. It should really have you embarrassed at how quick it could unravel the coil in your stomach. Your orgasm exploding in colorful bursts behind your eyes whilst soaking your husband's face in a mess. 

"I forgot how sweet you fucking taste," he groaned, slurping the juices leaking from your hole. He peeked up at you from where he was, your mouth agape and chest rising and falling while your fingers still gripped on his hair. You were hissing from oversensitivity but you should've known that post-concert Cheol was a starved man. When he deemed he had swallowed all of you, three fingers prodded at your entrance that had you arching your back from the bed only to be pushed down with your husband's free arm. "Stay still, baby. Daddy's not done yet." 

"Fuuuuuuck, " you panted, going delirious from the overstimulation your pussy was feeling. You writhed in vain as Cheol smothered your cunt like a full course meal. When you tried to squirm away, he delivered a slap to your pussy that sent shocks all over your body. "I'm cu- fuck! I'm cumming," you shuddered, thighs closing in on your husband's head. 

Seungcheol chuckled at your state, a proud grin across his face when he finally settled beside you. After pulling back to back orgasms from you in less than 10 minutes, he knew you were oversensitive and just needed to not be touched. "You okay, my love?" 

"Just.." you panted, "Just a minute." 

You rolled over on your stomach when you regained enough strength, and slowly but surely got on your wobbly knees to climb on your husband's thick thighs. Seungcheol wanted to squeeze your bare breasts but seeing as you were still slightly swaying, he decided to hold you securely by the waist. "what're you doing?" He mused while watching you fumble with the knot of his robe. 

His dick twitched at the sight of your lust blown, hooded eyes. "Daddy..." You smiled, god, you were so far gone, "Wanna ride you." 

Seungcheol moaned, hurriedly helping you untie his robe and throwing it to the floor. You salivated at the sight of his hard cock slapping against his stomach, red tip leaking with precum. Anchoring your palms on his chest, you kept your eyes trained on him as you sucked on your tongue before letting some of your saliva drool onto his length, your hand immediately gripping and spreading the fluid along his shaft, thumb grazing at the slit.

“Holy shit,” he cursed, hips bucking into your hand on instinct. A wicked smile crossed your face, delighted with the effect your actions had on him.

Cheol's eyes rolled to the back of his head when you finally let your pussy glide against his cock, coating it even more in your wetness.

"Fuck baby, what's gotten into you?" He hissed as you picked up your pace, grinding his cock against your wet folds, always making sure to let the tip kiss your clit when you move down. "So fucking needy for daddy's cock huh?" 

You moaned when one of his large hand squeezed your right breast and his dick leaked more precum onto his stomach. The sight of you, head falling back and mouth parted, was immaculate. He wished he remembered where his phone was right now, it would've been the perfect photo to take for him to get off on in the future. He committed it to memory as best he could, but even that thought immediately flew away when he finally felt you sink into his dick. 

"Oh my god,” you moaned in unison.

Seungcheol wasn't so sure if he was wincing from your nails digging into his chest or from the vice grip of your cunt on his cock, but either way, both felt like heaven to him. "Baby girl, you just came twice and you're still so fucking tight.”

"C-can take you, daddy. Please... p-promise!" You begged, lowering yourself to take in a few more inches of him. The stretch was familiar yet it still had you squeezing your eyes shut and biting your lower lip. 
Afraid he wouldn't be able to stay still any longer, Cheol took the matter in his own hands, sitting up to bring your chest flush against his, connecting your lips in a heated kiss to distract you from the pain. He still tasted of you and a slight hint of your minty toothpaste. When he felt you relax, his strong hold sank you onto him until he was fully sheathed. You broke from the kiss, head falling back once again at the overwhelming feeling of being so full. 

"Cmon, baby, thought you wanted to ride me?" He sucked on the column of your throat, causing you to swivel your hips. "There you go. You can do it." God, his voice was so sinful it made your insides churn. Another strangled moan left your mouth when his wet tongue made contact with your right nipple, licking and sucking before he kissed between the valley of your breasts, only to nip at your left bud.

"Oh my god, Cheol!" You pulled at his hair, wanting him to leave your sensitive breasts alone. 

He laughed dryly at your attempt but still allowed you that space. He let go of your waist to lean back with his palms against the mattress to have a full view of you. "Cmon baby," He spurred on, "show daddy what you got." 

Choi Seungcheol was simply left with no regrets at his challenge. His eyes almost turned completely black when you decided to fully bounce on him. When you found a good pace, you alternated between bouncing and grinding, one hand squeezing your breast as the other held onto his knee for support. "Fuck, daddyyy," you cried at the stretch, and he could just feel your pussy clenching on his cock even more.

"So fucking needy," he spat, "Can't get enough of my cock." 

You shook your head at his words, mewling when your clit rubbed deliciously at his pelvis and his engorged head kissed your cervix. "D-daddy.." 

"That's it, baby girl," Seungcheol cooed, bucking his hips up to meet yours, "get off on me, ride me 'til you shake. Need you to cum, princess." 

Encouraged by your husband's words, you lifted ‘til just the tip was in before sitting down on him harshly. He continued to praise you and how delicious your warm pussy felt, a string of very lewd words produced with every swivel of your hips. Your face contorted in pleasure and he knew you were close, "touch yourself," came his instructions.

"shit!" You cursed, cumming on the spot when two of your fingers rubbed against your clit.

Seungcheol beamed at how well he knew you, your tells and your triggers when you're about to cum. But what he didn't see coming was just how fast the sight of you getting off on top of him would quickly bring him to the edge too. If he didn’t catch it at the last second, he might have just spilled in you.

In one swift motion, not even pulling out of you, he flipped you on your back and trapped you under his weight. You yelped when he pumped into you, catching you off guard as you were still trying to ride out your own orgasm. 

"Ba-aby, fuck. You're d-driving me insane," he growled, "don't you dare fucking close your eyes. Keep 'em on me." 

Your fingers weaved through his hair, as you desperately tried to follow his instructions. If only he wasn't hell bent on reaching his high, Seungcheol would've laughed at how often you'd train your eyes to look at him every time they kept trying to roll to the back of your head. "Daddy's gonna fuck a baby in you, you want that, princess?" 

"Y-yes daddy! yes!" You mewled, both your legs being lifted up, calves resting on Seungcheol’s meaty shoulders, while he inserted a pillow below your ass. "Fuck me full, daddy, please,” a breathless request.

He folded you in half, planting his knees on the mattress and bracing himself on your sides. Seungcheol drove his cock into you, hitting you so deep that you felt him just below your cervix and you moaned the loudest that night. Strangled moan after strangled moan came out of your mouth while throaty grunts and curse words flew off from his, all this mixed with the explicit sound of your sweaty bodies colliding.

"m-more, daddy! More, please!"  

"Fuuuuuuck, you're insatiable, so fucking tight," Seungcheol moaned. His movements were rough, pulling out of you completely before fully slamming back in and going deep with every move. The sex was everything close to animalistic, you could feel him in the deepest parts of you, consistently hitting a spot that made your brain short circuit. "So needy for my cum, want to be filled so bad."

"Daddy, so- oh my god. So fucking big.”

“Princess, I-I’m.. s-so...close,” he warned, staring at your teary eyes while your hands intertwined behind his neck. Seungcheol buried his cock in you, not bothering to thrust out of your grip, instead grinding endlessly to help stimulate your clit against his pelvis.

"Cum with me, Cheollie. P-please."  

Your husband growled before his hips jerked twice, hot spurts of his cum painting your walls white. His eyes boring into yours and the feeling of being so full only triggered your own release, rendering you into a babbling mess. Seungcheol connected your mouths in a kiss, not caring that you were already out of breath. He interspersed them with praises of how good you felt clenching on his cock. 

"I love you, Cheollie." 

"I know baby, I know. I love you too," he breathed, hissing at how hard he still was despite just hitting his climax. His dick was almost painful in your tight hold, "give me one more, yeah?" 

Before you could even process his question, you were already flipped on all fours, whining at the temporary emptiness. "Wha- Cheol, I-" 

"Be good for daddy, yeah? One more, princess. One more to get you round and full." But who were you to deny your Choi Seungcheol? Your husband who was just as ready to start a family with you like he's always dreamed of. Your arms gave way when you felt him breach your abused hole once more, your limp body allowing him to control your hips even more. He was kneading your ass, surely leaving handprints in his wake. 

"Ch- ahh!" You cried in a silent scream, the pleasure you were feeling just devouring your every being. You could feel the goosebumps rise on you scalp and run to the tips of your toes as Seungcheol pounded you from behind. "Cheollie... Oh.. oh! fu-uuuck." 

He pulled you by your hair harshly, your back flush against his chest, the low rumble of his voice affecting your body, "Call me Cheollie again and you won't get to cum." 

"Daddy!" you whined apologetically, tears freely flowing down your cheeks. 

"There you go, not so hard huh, princess?" Seungcheol teased, an arm wrapping around your shoulders while the other cupped at your cunt. "Color, my love?" 

"G-green, daddy.. Pl-Please... just j-ust cum in me." 

"Fuck, you sound so broken... So greedy for my cum." Seungcheol relentlessly fucked up into you, until his pace grew erratic and bent you both forward. He stopped himself with his forearm to the mattress so as not to crush you, but with your muscles already weak, you simply face planted into the soft hotel pillows, drool and tears staining the white sheets.

"All mine," your husband chanted repetitively, stilling inside your pussy as it clenched around him tightly. Your orgasm rippled through you in a big tidal wave that Seungcheol could just feel your slick coat him anew. Your whole body shook uncontrollably, jolts of electricity alighting all your nerves. With one last loud call of your name, Seungcheol shot his load inside you, white ropes of sticky cum filling your cunt to the brim. His own thighs trembling as he finally collapsed on you, knocking out the little air you had left. He whispered i love you's to your ear, riding out his own orgasm which lasted longer than the both of you expected, especially when he just came a few minutes ago. 

In your two years of marriage, you don't think you've ever been this spent after sex, and neither did Seungcheol. But nothing catches his attention faster than the sound of you sniffing followed by a tiny hiccup. He moves up and pulls out of you so quickly that he hisses harshly, but you whine out even louder, causing alarm bells to ring in his head. 

"nooo..." you cry pathetically, your voice barely above a whisper, "come back."

"Baby, what's wrong?" Seungcheol pulls you towards him, eyes scanning your body for any abnormal pain, dreading the next few words out of his mouth, "did I hurt you?" 

You shook your head no, your hands grabbing at his chest to pull yourself closer to him and bury your face in his neck.

"Princess..." he started gently, still not completely sure if you were really okay. "I need your words. Need you to tell me if I hurt you." 

You choked as you tried to speak, voice straining from all the noises you've made tonight, but you were well aware your crying did nothing to comfort your husband. "I'm okay." 

"Was I too much?" 

"No. Never." You assured with a soft kiss on his chest. "So good to me." 

Seungcheol let out a sigh of relief at your words. "Wanna tell me why you're crying?" He asked, moving you both on your side so he could look at you properly, one hand soothing your back. His warm breath tickled your face, as he tried to wipe away your tears with the softest look in his eyes. 

You felt another squeeze in your heart while warmth crept up in your cheeks, both your hands instinctively covering your face when tears pricked at your eyes once more. You mumbled something but Cheol couldn't really understand and he didn't want to push, so he held you tighter instead, leaving kisses on your shoulder as his free hand brushed your hair. He could feel your tears wet his neck and shoulder and he willed himself to stay patient and calm. 

"I'm sorry," you squeaked after a long bout of silence between you two, "am I scaring you?" 

"A little bit," Seungcheol chuckled. 

You looked up into his eyes, wanting to make sure he knows he did nothing wrong, "I'm just overwhelmed," your voice began to crack again at the last word, "I... I just... I really want a family with you, Cheol," you sobbed, your hands attempting to cover your face again but your husband was quick enough to grab at them. His own cupped your face instead, a thumb wiping at your tears as he let out the brightest smile, his own cheeks dusted in a light pink shade. "I really want this to work, Cheol." 

"I do, too, baby but in our own time, yeah? If it’s for us, then it will happen one way or another. Let's not pressure ourselves too much. I don't want you to pressure yourself too much," your husband comforted, "Besides, with or without kids, I already have you... and Kkuma… you're already family to me."  

You were pretty sure you felt your heart grow a size bigger at his words, mentally thanking the heavens you had a husband who adored and loved you so much.

Your moment was cut off by the incessant buzz of a phone and when you looked towards the bedside table to check, sure enough your device was vibrating towards the edge. Picking it up to stop the ring, your eyes grew wide at the notification that flashed on top of the screen, a smile dancing on your lips as you comprehended the app’s words in black font.

"Cheollie?" 

"Yeah?"

"I'm ovulating."

Feedback and reblogs are highly appreciated ☺️

[vibewithma]

please more Sammie content. Please, girl! I ain't read anything that interesting in a while! I loveeeee it.

Say it again

Sinners Modern AU!

Preacher boy/Sammie x Black Church Girl!Reader

A/N: awwwwww thank you so much🥺🤍 y’all gonna make me cry ‘cause I thought about deleting my whole page😕. Here y’all go🫦🤍. Also the pics are running LOW😐💔

The smell alone could baptise a sinner.

The Church Fellowship Hall smelt like grease, sugar, butter and bragging rights wafted through the air like incense. Folks laughed and filled their plates like it was their last meal before glory. And you? You were shoulder deep in the custom apron tight, curls bouncing, spooning out mac and cheese like it was your ministry.

Doris stood at the head of the table, shaking hands and hugging necks, talking about,

“Oh that ain’t nothin’. Just a lil somethin’ I threw together while talkin’ to the Lord.”

Across the room, Sister Lorraine and her crew were watching y’all like hawks in blue lace. Her daughters had on matching blouses, stiff with starch and silent judgment. Her grandson just looked hungry and confused.

Your mama, cool as ever, manned the fried chicken, pork chops and catfish like she was born in a skillet. Dawn was three scoops deep into her dressin’ and potato salad, whispering sideways.

“He lookin’ again,” she muttered under her breath.

“Stack?” you asked, handing over a plate with an extra scoop of mac.

“Mmmhmm. He tryna act like he not but he is. I can feel it.”

You hummed.

“Maybe he’s just watchin’ your elbow. You heavy handed with the dressing.”

Dawn rolled her eyes but smiled like she was wearin’ a crown invisible to everyone but her. Then came the noise loud, clumsy, too many jokes at once.

Terrence. Josh. Paul.

They walked up like a pack of poorly trained puppies.

Terrence was the first one to speak. “Girl, y’all got pork and chicken? Is that even legal?”

Josh talking right after his friend, “you cooked this? No way you that fine and that talented.”

Paul just nodded while taking his plate full of food.

You kept it cute, kept it cordial. Smiled and said,

“Y’all enjoy. The Lord bless your appetite and humble your tongue.”

Then he came.

Sammie.

Walking in like temptation. Chain glintin’. Holding his plate like he didn’t even want food just you.

You didn’t say nothin’ at first. Just stared at him while scooping Mac and cheese, your curls bouncing a little as you worked.

He smirked, leaned a little on the table, voice low.

“You over here servin’ up deliverance?”

“Only to the worthy.” You side eyed him. “You tryna get fed or flirt?”

He chuckled.

“Why not both?”

You handed him a plate, firm in the grip, eyes locked.

“You still ain’t earn that kiss. Gas money doesn’t count forever.”

“Then maybe I need to work a little harder.” He tilted his head. “How ‘bout I help you pass out plates?”

“You gon’ wash your hands first?”

“I keep hand sanitizer in the glovebox, baby. I’m saved and sanitary.”

You laughed despite yourself and Sammie just grinned, soaking in the sound like it was his favorite hymn.

“You keep lookin’ at me like that,” he said, low and close, “and I’ma forget we in church.”

“And if you keep talkin’ like that,” you shot back, “I’ma let Pops hit you with a paper plate.”

Sammie stepped back with a laugh, hand over his chest like you wounded him.

“Now that’s just disrespectful.”

Behind him, Smoke and Stack were elbowing each other, watching the whole exchange like it was their favorite show. Dawn smirked but stayed quiet.

Sammie gave you one more look like he wanted to say more, do more, but he had enough restraint to keep it Sunday clean.

For now.

“I’ma eat this plate. But save me some red velvet. I want mine from your hands.”

“You gon’ say grace first?”

“I already did, baby. Soon as I saw you.”

Soon as everybody finished the line for desserts starts forming like it was heaven’s gates. The folding table shook slightly under the weight of sugar and tension. Your red velvet cake sat center stage, iced to perfection deep red crumb, thick cream cheese frosting laid like silk. Right beside it, Sister Lorraine’s banana pudding gleamed in its glass dish like it had a spotlight and its own choir.

Doris stood behind the dessert table like a general.

“Y’all come get this red velvet before it’s gone. My granddaughter made it from scratch with love and the fear of God.” Gloria was nudging folks in the line with that mom voice, “that banana pudding lookin’ a little store bought to me.” Pops was perched nearby in his folding chair like a retired food critic. “Ain’t no boxed cake beatin’ my baby girl’s velvet. I done raised her on taste.” Your daddy was helping a kid balance a plate but still found time to say, “that pudding? It’s soup. Y’all want a real dessert, come get some cake.”

And Dawn? Dawn was passing out forkfuls like samples in Costco.

“One bite. That’s all it takes. Go ahead, see Jesus.”

You tried to stay cool, smiling polite, handing out slices like you didn’t notice Sister Lorraine scowling from her side, whispering with her daughters like y’all just launched a holy war.

The cake disappeared fast gone slice by slice, folks returning to the line talkin’ ‘bout “Let me just get one more for my cousin who didn’t come today.” One lady clutched her plate like it was gold, eyes rollin’ as she chewed.

“Mmmm. This got that back in the day taste. Somebody’s grandma touched this batter.”

You smirked, quietly sliding a thick slice under the table and covering it with a napkin. Just in time and you knew Sammie would want his serving untouched by fork or rumor.

Just as you handed off your last slice, your phone buzzed.

Sammie Meet me in the car, Y/N. I saved you a seat.

Your pulse jumped, not from nerves but from that specific brand of giddiness he brought around. You glanced around, made sure Doris was distracted swatting Lorraine’s grandson away from the punch bowl, then wiped your hands, grabbed that hidden slice and slipped out the back exit like a thief in the night.

The sun was dropping low, casting golden streaks through the windows as you slid into the passenger seat. His car smelled like cocoa butter, fresh leather and cologne. Sammie sat with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the headboard of the passenger seat.

He looked over with that crooked smile.

“Was startin’ to think you forgot me.”

“You? How could I when you’re always breathing down my neck,“ you lifted the foil wrapped slice like a prize “and I also got your blessing right here.”

Sammie chuckled and took the plate gently, setting it on the dash.

“What I do to deserve this kind of favor?”

You leaned back, watching him unpeel the foil.

“You kept your hands to yourself at the fellowship.”

He forked a piece into his mouth, closed his eyes, groaned low like it hit his soul.

A bite. A deep groan followed low and guttural.

“Mmmph… Lawd.”

You swatted his arm, laughing.

“Stop makin’ them nasty noises, Sammie. You gon’ get this whole parking lot pregnant.”

He smirked and leaned over, real close now, voice dipping into that dangerous space where reverence and ruin live together.

“If you think that’s nasty, Baby… wait ’til I’m between your legs, mouth full of you instead of cake.”

He smirked, eyes sparkling with mischief, while you hide behind your hands.

He glanced at you, slow and sweet. Than his smirk curved at the corner like a promise he wasn’t planning to break.

“Was lookin’ real popular back there, Church Girl.”

You shrugged, coy.

“People wanted a taste of God’s glory, I guess.”

“Mmm.” He tilted his head. “Terrence? Paul? Josh? They all want a slice of you, not that Mac and Cheese.”

You rolled your eyes and laughed.

“Don’t start, Sammie.”

But he didn’t drop it. He leaned back a little, tongue sliding across his bottom lip before his fork met the cake again.

“I seen the way Josh leaned in when he asked if you cooked all this. Like he could ever stand a chance.”

He pulled back, all proud of himself, licking frosting from his thumb. You shook your head, biting back your smile, heart tap dancing in your chest like it owed him rent.

“You so dramatic.”

“Nah,” he said, eyes still on you, serious creeping back in. “I just like what’s mine. Don’t like sharin’ not even with church boys who can’t hold a tune or their tongues.”

You tilted your head, eyes narrowing.

“Ain’t nobody yours, Sammie.”

He paused, looked at you, took another forkful slow this time and said around it, “not yet.”

Your stomach flipped and not from hunger.

He caught you watching him eat and raised a brow.

“You had a piece yet?”

You shook your head, shrugging.

“Nope. Gone before I could grab one.“

He stared for a second. Then scooped a bite on the fork, holding it out to you.

“Say ahh for daddy.”

“Boy if you don’t behave.” You smirked while swatting his arm.

“Come here, Y/N.”

You leaned in, elbows on the console, lips parting as he fed you slow. The cream cheese icing melted sweet against your tongue and he watched you like you were the miracle.

“Mm.” You blinked. “I did that.”

“Yes, you did, Baby.”

He ran a finger along the rim of the foil, licking it like you weren’t seconds away from climbing in his lap.

“See? I’m looking out for you.”

You settled back, resting your head against the seat, but your eyes never left his mouth.

You giggled, a heat creepin’ up your cheeks.

“If you keep spoiling me like this, I’m gonna expect dessert every time I see you.”

He leaned back, cocky but soft.

“Baby, with me, dessert’s always on the menu.”

The air between you thickened, charged with something sacred and electric all at once. You caught his eye, heart skipping. He leaned closer this time, hand grazing your thigh, thumb brushing over your dress. Not pushin’, not pullin’, just a reminder that he sees you.

“You gon’ let me earn it, Church Girl?”

You looked him square, lips parted like a prayer.

“You already are.”

And for a minute, everything stilled. Just you, him, the sunset and that half eaten slice of redemption.

He’s lookin’ out the windshield like the sunset is talkin’ directly to him, but every few seconds, he peeks at you. That little sideways glance like he ain’t sure whether to flirt or pray.

“You gon’ keep lookin at me like that, or you gon’ say what’s on your mind?” you ask, voice teasing but soft.

He hums low in his throat.

“I’m thinkin’ how you lookin’ too good for a girl who been servin’ mac and cheese all day.”

You laugh, nudging him with your elbow.

“And you look like sin in a suit and a fitted slacks.”

He grins, full and dangerous.

“Good. I’m tryna tempt you.”

You pause. Let your eyes linger. Let the moment thicken.

And then you smirk, sitting up a little, elbow resting on the console.

“I think you earned the gas money kiss now.”

He stills. Just a breath. Then leans in slow, hand lifting to cradle your jaw like he’s holding something sacred.

“Say it again.”

You blink up at him.

“You heard me.”

“Nah,” he says, thumb brushing your cheek, “I need consent, baby. Out loud.”

You smile. Whisper soft but sure.

“Kiss me, Sammie.”

And he does.

Slow.

Like Sunday mornings and old hymns.

Like every lyric he ain’t wrote yet.

His lips are warm and sure, tasting like red velvet and secrets. One hand at your jaw, the other sliding over your thigh, not greedy just claiming. Your fingers curl in the nape of his neck and for a second, it’s quiet. No choir. No elders. No cousins or competition. Just breath and mouth and the heat of something new blooming fast in the late afternoon.

BANG BANG BANG

You both JUMP as the backseat door whips open and Smoke slides in like he ain’t just caught a scene. “Y’all done? I’m tryna talk to you about the club.” Stack climbs in behind him, grinning like a devil in Jordans.

“I KNEW IT. Sammie been outside too long to just be eatin’ cake. I said he was tongue deep in somethin’, but Smoke said he was bein’ holy.”

Sammie groans, pulling back, arm still around you.

“Man, shut up. Y’all the reason the Lord gave us patience.”

You wipe your lips with the back of your hand, cheeks on fire.

“Y’all could’ve knocked softer—”

“We did, three times,” Stack says, deadpan. “Y’all just was preoccupied with… praise.”

Sammie glares at them both but pulls you in tighter, tucking you closer.

“Next time, I’m lockin’ my doors.”

“Next time?” you repeat, arching a brow and he looks at you with that same smile he wore before the kiss.

“Yeah. Next time I kiss you… I want more than a church lot and company.”

You blink, heart lurching again but before you can answer, Stack asks from the back.

“Y’all still got cake left or what?”

Sammie has his arm against your headboard while talking to Smoke and Stack about some club related things, so you opened the door of Sammie’s car with a soft creak and the last bit of warmth from his car wraps around your legs before the cool afternoon air takes its place. You slide one foot out.

Sammie doesn’t move.

“Why you rushing off?” he asks low, like he’s trying to coax you into staying, voice lazy and velvet slick. “You already gave me the kiss. Might as well give me the company.”

You glance over your shoulder. Stack is finishing the club playlist, using his headphones to check the songs, while Smoke still talks about all the things they need to do before opening up the club. You don’t feel like holding a full blown heart to heart with Sammie while his cousins play background extras.

“You know why,” you say, turning just enough for him to see the side of your face, the tiny smirk you’re hiding. “Ain’t no privacy with y’all stacked in this car like Sunday leftovers.”

Sammie huffs and leans back in the driver’s seat, frustrated but amused. “Still hate to see you leave, Y/N… but love to watch you go.”

You don’t dignify that with a response. Instead, you step out fully, white dress hugging just right and you know he’s looking. It’s in the way you hear him mutter “Damn” under his breath when you close the door.

You walk to your car, unlock it, and slide in with a sigh. Your phone vibrates right on cue.

Ten seconds later, Dawn climbs in, hair still bounce curled.

She barely shuts the door before she’s talking.

“You saw Stack, right?” she says, twisting in the seat to face you. “Tell me he wasn’t lowkey peepin’. Like, every time I looked up, he was already lookin’. Or am I—”

“Delulu?” you finish, teasing but soft. You start the car.

Dawn squints. “Girl, I hate you. Just say yes or no.”

You shrug, smiling to yourself. “I ain’t tryna gas your head up just yet. He might’ve been lookin’. Might’ve just been stuck.”

You don’t even get to finish the next sentence before your phone starts ringing. It’s Chris.

You put the phone on speaker. “Hey, what’s up?”

Chris’s voice is all sunshine. “Yo, I’m in town for the weekend. Thought we could catch up maybe dinner tonight? Just somewhere easy.”

You glance at Dawn, raise your brows.

“Can Dawn come too?” you ask.

“For sure,” he says without missing a beat. “The more the merrier. I’ll send y’all the address.”

You hang up, shoot him a quick “okay” text and finally pull out of the church parking lot.

“Chris still cute?” Dawn asks casually, scrolling through her phone like she didn’t just plan your outfits in her head.

You roll your eyes. “He doesn’t like girls.”

Dawn smirks. “Mhm. Still fine, though.”

You both laugh, the car full of that Sunday tired peace. You drive home with the cake still riding in the back like treasure, change into something a little more laidback but still cute and by early evening, you’re parking outside the restaurant Chris picked.

He’s already waiting by the entrance, hands in his pockets, grinning like he’s been standing there for a minute.

And somewhere in the back of your head, even with the light hum of gospel music and catfish memories still buzzing, you wonder if Sammie’s still sitting in that car… thinking about you in that dress.

Taglist:

@cosmicautomatonshark @fanfictiononly4 @pinkpantheris @andthatsonmaryhadalillamb @sweetalittleselfish-honey @bleufu1 @fruitypatooties-blog @heyyimmisunderstood

[bunnysnuff]

Little Sister Freeman – Bad Boyfriend Edition (Headcanons)

Pairing: Huey Freeman x little sister!reader x Riley Freeman. Robert Freeman x Granddaughter!reader. Uncle Rukus for some reason?

Trigger warnings: mention of toxic boyfriend, love bombing, talking down.

Request.

Huey Freeman:

Silent but deadly. He clocks the red flags immediately — disrespect, manipulation, laziness — and starts researching this dude’s whole life. Public records? Social media? School grades? Huey knows it all.

• Observes first. Acts second. The moment your boyfriend shows even a hint of toxicity (interrupting you, talking down to you, love bombing), Huey’s eyes narrow. Calculations begin.

• Huey won’t yell or act out. But he will silently destroy the boy’s credibility with facts, evidence, and vibes. If needed? He’ll hit him with a line like:

“You don’t love her. You just want control.”

• Protective in a lowkey way. Will walk you home quietly. Will keep receipts.

That night, the boyfriend’s bike mysteriously disappears. And his Snapchat gets hacked. No one can prove Huey did it, but… he did.

Riley Freeman:

• At first? He thinks a bad boy is kinda cool. “Aye, lil’ sis got taste, OKAY.”

• Then he sees how the guy treats you — maybe raises his voice, checks your phone, disrespects your interests — and Riley flips.

• “Nah, you ain’t gon’ talk to my baby sis like that, bruh.”

He posts a video publicly roasting the boyfriend and tags him. Bonus: he gets the whole block to hate him too.

• Might also lowkey threaten him with one of Granddad’s kitchen knives while grinning.

• Once Riley sees you getting mistreated, he goes full big brother mode. Loud, impulsive, and loyal. Ready to fight, call the group chat, AND ruin the boyfriend’s reputation in one night.

• Threatens to post old screenshots even though he doesn’t have any.

Granddad (Robert Freeman):

• Tries to be cool about it: “She’s growing up, Robert. Be mature.”

Then the boy shows up wearing Crocs and calls him “OG.”

• That’s it. No more Mr. Nice Granddad.

• Tries to ban you from dating, then gives you a dramatic talk about love and heartbreak, even though he got ghosted last week by his own Tinder date.

• “You in MY house? With that attitude? Wearing those damn shoes?? BOY IF YOU DON’T—”

• He will kick the guy out mid-dinner with a napkin still tucked in his collar. Not a shred of guilt.

• Will say “I told you so” even when no one asked.

Uncle Ruckus:

• Hates the boyfriend for reasons that don’t even make sense.

“He don’t even wash his elbows. I can smell the disrespect.”

• May try to exorcise him with a dirty Bible and old country music.

• Accidentally helpful, just by being loud and terrifying.

⸻

💔 If the Relationship Ends Badly.

• Huey checks on you quietly. Offers tea, space, or a movie where the girl gets revenge.

• Riley throws a “he was mid anyway” party.

• Granddad uses it as a reason to lecture about the “good old days” and why you should date someone “with a job and a haircut.”

• Even Jazmine might text you like: “Girl… I never liked him fr.”

[dearhargrove]

could I request a fic where reader is completely inexperienced. Like she has never even kissed a boy before. And also maybe she has had awful past experiences with s€x as well, whatever you feel most comfortable writing of course. And so she feels very shy around Billy (they already are in a relationship) and she admits that to him ? Or maybe he figures it out on his own. Whatever you prefer. And he is being super sweet and patient with her and letting her take baby steps.

Inexperienced

Billy Hargrove x fem!reader

summary You loved him and you were sure of it. He was sweet, romantic and respectful (if he wanted to). Yes, he came with trauma and emotional baggage, but he tried his best. So why was it so hard to forget your inexperience and kiss him?

word count 600

tags reader feeling nervous and being scared, Billy is sweet in this one !

a/n I’m sorry for taking so long! Life’s kinda crazy right now.. also just haven’t been feeling the best about myself and everything so I couldn’t find motivation 🫠 I didn’t wanna half ass this but I think I did anyway. I’m really sorry <3

masterlist | navigation

He had noticed. Of course he had - and you knew. It made you nervous, knowing that he knew. You were inexperienced. You’d never been in a relationship before him, you hadn’t even kissed anyone yet.

Which made it hard to be intimate with him in any way; even a kiss made you turn your head so it would land on your cheek instead.

It wasn’t because you didn’t want to, you were scared. What if you were bad at it? He had a lot of experience - what if you wouldn’t compare? There were so many doubts swarming in your head at the mere thought of kissing him.

It wasn’t that you didn’t trust him because you did. It was yourself you didn’t trust. What if he ended up being disappointed by you?

Your nervousness mixed with your inexperience whenever you even just thought about doing something with him.

You anxiously pull at a loose thread on your knitted sweater, unraveling a few more threads in the process. Before you can continue pulling on your sweater a hand covers yours.

“Don’t do that, you’ll regret it later, babe,” Billy reminds in between a drag of his cigarette. You smile a little shakily and nod, “Yeah- yeah, you’re right.”

“What’re you thinking about anyway? You’re never this quiet,” he drawls and flicks the cigarette out of the car window and onto the street. You eye him quickly and shrug, deciding not to tell him.

He turns his body to the side and looks at you fully, “What’s going on?” You bite your lip and weigh your options. Telling him would help you overcome your fears and maybe even kiss him - finally.

But he could also be weirded out at the kind of things you were so thoughtful about.

“Jus’ tell me, pretty. Not gon’ be mad or anything,” he rasps and you look at him, directly into his eyes. “Uhm…” you start and look back out the window instead before continuing, “I want to kiss you.”

He makes a surprised noise in the back of his throat but lets you finish what you wanted to say.

“But like, I have no idea how to..? And I don’t wanna disappoint you cuz you got all this experience and I don’t-“

You’re interrupted when his hand gently clasps your chin and pulls you close to his face. He presses a kiss to your chin and shushes you, “I couldn’t care less. Worst case, I’ll teach you.”

He mumbles against your cheek all while holding eye contact. Your skin rises in goosebumps and you blink slowly before managing a small nod. He takes it and leans in, pressing his lips to yours.

It’s unlike you would’ve expected and in some way it’s just a kiss but in another way it’s so much more. It means the world to you how patient he was readily being and the emotions this carries.

When he pulls back he has a smirk on his face, “You practiced with sum?” He teases and you slap his shoulder with a laugh.

[justxtalking]

my thoughts on this hxh ABCD mess

Being a Togashi fan is such a roller-coaster of emotions. I think I went through all the stages of grief in only one day.

Half of me believes he's trolling.

To be honest, it's better to just take it with a light heart. Togashi is known for joking around about himself, his health and his own story. (I wasn't in the fandom at that moment, but I wonder how everyone reacted when he said everyone was going to die). I consider ending D to be so uncharacteristically him for so many reasons I could talk for hours about it. I find it ironic how he gave a stereotypical-shonen-like ending when he talked several times (even in this interview) about how he likes to surprise himself (and his readers) when he writes. Some other times he explained he likes to play with these shonen stereotypes and just do something different. I mean, he's been doing it since the beginning of his career.

And I'll be honest, ending D sounds like a mockery of shounen.

(And I feel a bit dumb taking this so seriously if he's joking.)

(Though, this also may be the case of "the boy who cried wolf" and he's actually saying the truth this time.)

The other half of me thinks he's being honest.

If he is actually giving us a back-up ending, I find it incredibly sad. Not only because of his health, but also because he felt pressured enough to give us an ending, no matter its form and no matter if it's an ending he doesn't even consider anymore. He shouldn't have been on that position.

It is important to take into account that this is not an ending he wants or even considers anymore, it is an ending we can take if he's not able to finish HunterXHunter. We need to realize there's a lot of circumstances we don't know about or may not be considering for him to give us this ending as an option at that moment. And what type of ending too.

I seriously want for him to be able to finish Hunter X Hunter the way he truly wants, not worrying about anything else. He's thinking about three plausible scenarios that may see the light of day or not. And no matter what he ends up choosing, he should choose whatever he wants. It's his story, no ours. And it may even be his last story (I know it's sad, I want him to keep on writing forever, but it's true). Honestly, a part of me wants him to choose the A scenario because that's where seems to be less drama, but actually I want him to choose the C scenario. Even if that ending is Gon married to a lizard with beautiful lizard-babies in the Dark Continent. And that's because that ending is what he would actually want to do with the story.

(I really am curious about it, though. I know I wouldn't be able to guess even in a million years, but I'm still curious. And I so want to read the whole interview and see the whole episode, since there were more questions about other things.)

For the shippers

I know this feels like a punch in the gut or something even worst. I felt it too. And it's totally valid to feel like we do and not agreeing with ending D. Even as a non-shipper because what do you mean, Gon did what?

Everyone who follows me knows I'm a proud Killugon and Leopika shipper. And I will keep on being one even if Hunter X Hunter transforms into Boruto and I have to see Grandpa Gon (the more I say it, the more it sounds like a joke).

Honestly, I always considered the gay ships were never going to be explicitly canon.(Kishimoto traumatized me). Not because of lack of material, but because there's a whole context and a lot of external circumstances we sometimes forget about (and Kishimoto traumatized me). There was a reason why Togashi couldn't make his queer manga in the 90s, which, I'm sorry, I don't consider it to be that long ago. And there is a reason why he can't explicitly say that characters like Pouf or Hisoka are gay (despite being totally obvious and them being villains).

I still find it admirable how Togashi included so many queer elements in his stories and got away with it. And he's a mangaka that does shonen. And not just any shonen, a battle manga in Shonen Jump. (He included a trans man in Level E and made him transition. The way Togashi explains some things about this character may be a bit problematic, but Togashi still did this). And those queer elements are still there and are still as canon as when he wrote it the first time. Pouf is as gay as he is dramatic. And Ging and Pariston still have that sexual tension (and I'm 100% sure they fucked or they are going to fuck in the near future or both). And Killua is still the queerest boy I've seen in the longest time.

Sometimes, I think there's a possibility of Killugon being canon. But only because of Togashi's history and tastes. He may feel a bit rebellious and just go with it, he's so unpredictable that I'm always expecting anything and everything from him (I mean, he did what he did with Hisoka and Illumi and so many other things). However, he's an introvert, I'm not sure if he actually wants the attention he would get if he actually goes with it. And that is something we should also respect. (I do think the most plausible option is Killugon to be as ambiguous as they are now.)

In relation to ending D, I don't think we should worry that much. At the end of the day, it is an ending he doesn't consider anymore. (At least we can sleep well knowing that the ending he wants to do doesn't have to do with Grandpa Gon). What's important is what he writes and does in the manga. That is what speaks louder than anything.

Though, I do think it's going to be a pain in the ass interacting with other fans. I'm not looking forward to it. (At least they are going to stop saying that Kurapika will die, I hope!). What I'm looking forward to is the new Killugon content in the fandom.

My personal take

Gon =/= Ging. I could say a lot about this, since one of the things I love the most about Hunter X Hunter is what he did with these two and Gon's arc, but I think this is clear enough.

So!

After saying all of this, I think the only thing we should consider as canon is the manga. If he doesn't write it, it didn't happen.

If he's saying the truth, he may be thinking about how to finish Hunter X Hunter sooner or later. Even though so many fans say that they want an ending, I feel like we are not ready. Not even for Gon marrying a lizard and having beautiful lizard-babies in the Dark Continent.

I hope I was coherent enough. I have no answers, only thoughts and thoughts! I feel like we can only speculate and ending D is so confusing because how did we even get there?

I may be going through all the stages of grief again tomorrow, but I wanted to share my thoughts (at least partially). I may erase it if I feel too uncomfortable, but yeah!

Conclusion: Let's just take it with a light heart and wait to see what happens! (I know it's hard).

[random-person253]

i was just talking to a qui-gon defender. so. here's my pre-prepared list of reasons I dislike him taken directly from the movie. if you wanna debate anything just keep it civil or whatever.

1. his padawan expresses that he feels something will go wrong on their mission (rightfully so, he's expresses this on several missions in the future after qui-gon dies and is right nearly every time). qui-gon immediately tells him to ignore his anxiety. obi-wan says that yoda told him to be mindful of these feelings (because they're Force feelings, not regular anxiety) and qui-gon says not to listen to yoda. (2 min into the movie)

2. suggests that him and his padawan split up after the people they were sent to negotiate with try to kill them and they realize they're about to walk right into in invasion (forgivable because obi-wan is 25-ish in this, but still) (7.5 min in)

3. acquired jarjar binks (~11 min in) and ignored him and left obi-wan to take care of/watch over him (this one's kinda of a joke)

4. didn't stop his padawan from scaring people into helping them with indirect threats to their safety (this just feels like kinda bad parenting so it's going on here, it happens multiple times)

5. makes his padawan (who hates driving/flying) pilot the transport they use to travel through the core of a planet. shows zero (0) concern when the local fauna decides they look like a tasty snack. (18 min in)

6. "don't worry. the force will guide us." they have no clue where to go. their transport lost power in the middle of a planet. they nearly died. (19 min in)

7. "my feelings tell me they will destroy you." his feelings/anxiety matter to him, but not his padawan's

8. "be wary. I sense a disturbance in the force." oh, you mean the one your padawan warned you about before everything went to osik? that disturbance that you told him not to worry about? okay. (30 min in)

9. rescues anakin (age 9) from slavery and then does not also rescue his mother shmi (this is not me being mad that the jedi haven't ended slavery, this is me being mad that he forced a little kid to leave his mother in slavery and expected the boy to be okay with that). also, only rescues anakin because he thinks anakin is the Chosen One instead of just wanting to get a child out of slavery.

10. places the date of their very important mission on the hope that a 9 year old will win a dangerous race that he hasn't won or even finished before. (~50 min in)

11. similar to the last one (same decision, different affect), enters anakin (age 9) into a very dangerous race and makes him compete for his own freedom. also, lies to him about being on tatooine to free slaves. (~50 min in)

12. takes some of the baby anakin's blood. lies to him about why he took it. never reveals the truth. (~50 min in)

13. dismisses shmi's concerns when she's scared about her 9 year old being in the Scary Dangerous Race that people have literally died participating in

14. "why do I sense we've picked up another pathetic life-firm?" quoth obi-wan, who was not informed that his master had acquired a child and he is about to be responsible for said child.

15. did not tell the child that he was going to be taken from his mother until he was actively leaving (1 hr 12 min)

16. runs back to the ship with anakin, but is a giant (6'4-6'7) and literally is like 10 feet in front of him

17. tells obi-wan (a 25 year old) that he "still has much to learn because obi-wan disagreed with him (asked him to listen to the council for once and follow the rules). (1 hr 29 min in)

18. tries to take Anakin as his padawan. when it's pointed out he already has a padawan (obi-wan), says that he's ready to be knighted. because he really doesn't truly care about his padawan at all evidently. says something about obi-wan being headstrong and still having something to learn, obi-wan looks embarrassed and ashamed. (1 hr 32 min)

19. claims that it's disrespect when the council and obi-wan say that Anakin is dangerous because of how strong he is in the force and how big his emotions and fear of losing people can be. (1 hr 35 min)

20. convinces his, say it with me, 25 Year Old Padawan that he was wrong for disagreeing with him on something. is (off-screen, but implied) cold towards him until obi-wan apologizes. (1 hr 38 min)

21. his last words before he dies are forcing his padawan (age 25) to take care of a 9 year old. never says he's proud of him, never says he's ready to be knighted. just forces him to take care of the child that qui-gon tried to replace him with. (didn't catch it because I'm cooking dinner)

*any cases of padawan endangerment are included because it's treated as normal and makes me feel like he would do the same to a child

[luvyuki0]

Amber ── .✦02.

✦ Summary: In which Esme and Hoseok fall in love but of course with love comes trouble especially when you're dating an idol.

Series masterlist| previous| next

 

 "BEEP BEEP!" I hear my phone alarming me to get up.

    I groan sitting up straight while rubbing my eyes taking in all my surroundings, I stretch my body and grab my phone from its charging pad. I check the time "5:04" it read; I unlock my phone responding to any missed texts from people then go on checking my socials eventually watching a few TikTok's during the process.

"Lemme get up" I speak to myself getting up off my bed and heading to my bathroom to take a shower and do my skincare once I'm done, I go into my closet to pick my airport outfit, wanting to wear something comfy but won't get me overheated.

After choosing what to where I put on the clothes, put my boho braid in a wrapped bun, and do light makeup.

Once I'm dressed and ready I decide to go Jasmine's room to make sure she's awake and ready. As I get closer I hear sexyy red blasting, "LANCEY LANCEY I'M GHETTO AND I'M FANCY."

"Jaz what time is Yoongi picking us up?" I yell over her music.

"6:30, oh shit we have to go." She checks her phone.

"Ight get ya stuff so we can head out," I say as I make sure that I have everything on me.

Jaz meets me at the door and we head downstairs to the front of the apartment complex to meet up with Yoongi.

"Hey baby, hey Esme get in" he greets me and Jaz, kissing her on the cheek in the process. I noticed that the other dude he mentioned that would be joining us wasn't in the car.

"We're meeting up with my friend at the airport," Yoongi says taking notice of me looking around.

TIME SKIP

   "Ok guys we finally go to the airport and we already did all the procedures and stuff, so now we're just waiting for our flight to be called". I say as I hold my camera in front of me.

    "That boy over there is fine" I look to where Jaz is looking, and I see it's Yoongi.

"Girl that's Yoongi," I say looking at her with a deadpan expression.

"I know that's why I said sum, LORD my man is so fine!!" I look at her with disgust and as I'm about to say something I hear Yoongi's voice.

"Esme this is Hoseok the friend I said was coming on the trip with us". I look over to see a tall guy in a black hoodie and sweatpants with a mask on.

"Nice to meet you" his deep voice fills my ears, and before I can respond the airport announcement of our flight is being heard.

We grab our things and head our way to the boarding area, I look at my ticket trying to find my seat, and as I make my way over to my seat I see that it's Hoseok, yoongi's friend sitting on the seat next to mine.

   I say excuse me to him as I make my way to my window seat. once seated I take out my blanket, neck pillow, laptop, and AirPods trying to get as comfortable as possible so I can edit the video from yesterday, but before I begin I turn and tap Hoseok's shoulder. He looks at me taking one of his earbuds out.

   "I didn't get to greet you back so I just wanted to say it's nice to meet you too! And um, also I have a quick question um I'm a YouTuber and I'm gonna be recording some clips I just wanted to ask if that's ok with you?" I awkwardly ask.

   A smile forms and his face. "Yeah of course as long as my face is censored or not In the frame, I'm cool with it!"

   "Oh okay, great i hope we can become friends during the trip!" As soon as I got his approval I take out my camera to update my fans on what had happened so far.

   "Okay, guys so we boarded the plane already and we all met up and since it's a 10-11 hour layover plane flight I might get airplane food before I go to the next one, I might record if I feel like it, but other than that I have my little set up to edit the video yall probably gon see uploaded already and yes I'm in business class cus I wasn't gon pay for no first class this trip already cost an arm and a leg but yeah that's it for the update, BYEE!" As I finished talking I felt a pair of eyes watching me so I glimpsed to see where it was coming from and I saw that it was Hoseok staring at me. I ignore it continuing to act natural.

   I get comfy in my blanket, put my Air Pods in, and take my laptop out so I can edit yesterday's video and post it by today.

HOSEOK'S POV

I watched her talk to her camera just admiring her beauty, I stared for so long that I didn't even realize she had finished talking and had already put her camera away. I know Yoongi said he was bringing one of Jaz's friends along but I didn’t think she would be this gorgeous.

I open my phone to text yoongi.

Gramps#2👴🏻

Hoseok: BROO

Yoongi: What happened??

  Yoongi: and hurry up I'm tryna enjoy my time in first class with Jaz

↳Hoseok: y'all in first class??

Yoongi: Yea, you thought I wasn't gonna treat ME and MY girlfriend to first class on a trip that was originally for USSS??😀

Hoseok: ok see ntm she invited me and I accepted cus who the fuck do I look like declining a trip to Hawaii??😒

Yoongi: ...

Hoseok: yeah oh ok ANYWAYS why you ain't tell me jaz friend was fine??

Yoongi: Cause I have a girlfriend, and I don't even look at esme in that way

Hoseok: But anywas she asked me if I minded that she was recording for her YouTube😛

Yoongi: That's it ..?

Yoongi: go kys .😐

3RD PERSON POV

Hoseok chuckled a little after reading the last message Yoongi sent before closing his phone and deciding to sleep till the flight was over.

ESME'S POV

"Now Landing!" I hear the second flight intercom say. I stretch my arms Waking up from the nap I took after I finally finished editing my video and posting it because I procrastinated on the first flight.

I grab my things and get up from my seat waiting for people to pass so I can leave.

I see a text from Jaz that Yoongi and her are waiting at the food court for me and hoseok so we can all eat a quick little meal before heading to our hotel. I notice everybody's left the plane by now and I look down to see Hoseok still sleeping which was crazy to me because he slept the whole time during the first flight, I shake him a little to wake him up and he jumps up a little.

"Hey get up everybody left," I tell him.

   "Oh my bad." he apologizes.

"It's alright, I didn't wanna just leave you here for the flight attendants to wake" I respond doing one last check to make sure I have everything, then we make our way out to meet Jaz and Yoongi at the food courts.

"What took y'all so long?" Jaz says looking up from her phone.

"Hoseok was sitting next to me and fell asleep so I had to wake him up" I explained to her.

"Yall were sitting together?" Jaz asks slyly with a smirk on her face.

"don't evenn," I say not even entertaining Jaz because once you give her an inch she turns it into a mile.

"what should we get?" yoongi asks as he and Hoseok make their way back from wherever they were.

"Wing stop!" Jaz and Hoseok shout.

"Ok let's go" I responded as we made our way to the restaurant and then got into the line.

As we get in the line waiting for our turn Jaz whispers to me, "Think it was a coincidence that his seat was next to yours for BOTH flights?"

  "Yes..? Jaz I know what you tryna hint and I'm not falling for it."

  "Girl he's probably single and think about it we could be best friends dating BESTFRIENDS like that would be so cute." she gushes.

"That would lowkey be cute-"

"SEE I CAN ALREADY SEE IT!!"

"girl I'm not even ready for a relationship" I roll my eyes at her.

yeah, I'm not ready for a relationship last thing I need is a 2.0 version of him...

By the time Jaz was done gushing to me how cute it would be if I and Hoseok dated before I knew it, it was our turn to order, we took turns saying our turns telling our orders, and eventually, it was my turn and I say what I want.

"Will that be all?" the cashier asks me. "Yeah that's all let me just get my wallet," I say as I look for my wallet but I can't seem to find it which would be embarrassing, I panic a little looking over at Jazmine who purposely didn't bring her card knowing that yoongi would pay for all her expenses.

As I was about to speak I heard a voice speak up before me. "I'll pay for her." I look over at Hoseok with a shocked expression. He hands over his card to the lady and he looks at me and I whisper a small "thank you" feeling a little embarrassed that a guy I barely know is already paying for my meal.

   We all go and make our way to a cleared table and sit down and wait for our order.

   Yoongi and Jaz start conversing between themselves, leaving me and Hoseok in an awkward silence.

"Thanks for paying for me you didn't have to. I decide to break the silence by thanking him.

   "It's alright your order wasn't even that much anyways, but if you really want to thank me, thank me by giving me your number so if I'm ever in a situation I know who to call," He says with a smirk

   I can see what he's trying to do but I exchange my phone with him anyway putting his contact name as "Future sugar daddy🤪"

   As this whole exchange is going on jaz and Yoongi are silently watching which is never good.

"Here's your order" We look up seeing the lady bring all of our orders handing each one to their person. Immediately jaz takes out her iPad that Yoongi bought for her to watch a show on Netflix, and Yoongi joins her shortly after. I look to my right seeing Hoseok texting someone, and I decide to take my camera out trying to get as much footage as I can.

"Ok guys we just got off our last flight its late as fuck but we decided to eat cause were hungry and now we're eating, oh and this's what I got." I turned my camera showing hoseoks face a little before quickly putting my camera down to show my food.

when I'm done recording, I put a mental note to edit an emoji over his face.

HOSEOK'S POV

OT7

Hoseok: I GOT HER NUMBERRRR😍

Taehyung: who's number??

Hoseok: oh I ain't tell yall BUT I'm talking about yoongis girlfriends friend

Hoseok: when I tell y'all she is so fineee wait till I find her socials matter of fact yoongi send over that @

Jin: why I ain't get invited to y'all vacay🥲

Hoseok: Your literally in Korea??

A/N: I combined this chapter and chapter 3 just because the ending on this chap felt chopped 😁 and don't forget to like and comment!! (Ignore the corny tweets💀😭) Words:2108

[xzinbdg]

zerobaseone as songs from my playlist!

⭑.ᐟ jiwoong

apocalypse - cigarettes after sex

it's the softness of the song for me! like it feels very calm and that's how also jiwoong feels..

older - isabel larosa

jiwoong may be a bit older than the rest of the members but this man is so fine!!! aging like a fine wine 😵‍💫

babydoll - dominic fike

this gives jiwoong in a suit 😵‍💫 oh lord it fits him so much omg " babydoll I can't move on" yea me too

⭑.ᐟ zhanghao

360 - charli xcx

hao is a brat!!!!! like he owns brat summer let's be real!!!!!

symphony - clean bandit, zara larsson

i absolutely love this song!!! and a big part of it is this beautiful violin!!! it almost seems like the violin is singing as well and that always makes me think of hao 🥹

new flame - chris brown, usher, rick ross

"you gon' be my baby, love me, love you crazy" i love this song for hao so much 😭😭😭 it's so cute in it's own way

⭑.ᐟ hanbin

agora hills - doja cat

"baby let me lick on your tattoos" INSANE BUT I ALWAYS THINK OF HANBIN WHEN THIS PART COMES ON 😵‍💫

daddy issues - the neighborhood

now....i had to sorry...he feels very warm to me and the way he treats the younger members is 🫠🫠🫠 him saying that he's rising yujin was my 13 reason

that's me right there - jasmine v, kendrick lamar

"yea that my man" 🤭😋 he may not be my bias but he definitely is on my mind a lot

⭑.ᐟ matthew

souvenir - selena gomez

"you're giving me chills at a 100 degrees" and he would...his whole being is so attractive i cannot

save your tears - the weeknd

now why do I feel like he would slay a cover of this song like it has his vibes!!!

everytime - ariana grande

"why oh why does god keep bringing me back to you?" so you see everytime I have a bias wracker this man comes to remind me who really is the bias here

⭑.ᐟ taerae

please please please - sabrina carpenter

"i beg you don't embarrass me mfucker" except it's him talking to his members 😭😭😭😭

super lady - (g)-idle

HE OWNS THIS SONG LIKE EVERY TIME I HEAR "lady, lady call me super lady" ALL I SEE IS TAERAE WITH THEM TROPHIES

duvet -bôa

taerae pls for the love of god cover this song 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 like his voice would sound heavenly 😭

⭑.ᐟ ricky

role model - brent faiyaz

"i can be your role model" i think is pretty obvious why i choose this song 🤭🤭🤭 it does give off that "rich" vibe tho

heartbreaker - justin bieber

"don't tell me you're my heartbreaker" he may look cold but that man is the softest person on earth and gets hurt really easily :(((

i'm yours - isabel larosa

"you're so pretty it hurts" and he is....insanely pretty and everytime i see him he just gets more and more pretty it's crazy

⭑.ᐟ gyuvin

see you again - tyler, the creator, kali uchis

"can I get a kiss? and can you make it last forever?" YES YES YES YES SO GYUVIN!!!!

i don't do drugs - doja cat, ariana grande

i think it's more the instrumental and overall mood of the song but it does fit gyuvin in my opinion 🥹

paris - sabrina carpenter

"but i already have love in la" it's like he's your biggest bias wrecker (he is for me) but you're trying TRYING to stay loyal to your bias 😭😭😭

⭑.ᐟ gunwook

nun id change - yeat

this right here is peak gunwook vibes, it's the boys planet entry gunwook that everyone was afraid of 😋

ta ta ta - bayanni, jason derulo

please it's a crime that I haven't seen an edit of wook with this song (if anyone have seen it send it to me rachel) it's soooo wook im gonna cry

500lbs - lil tecca

"it's like you don't know your a star tell her that I'm still adjusting" and i feel like he did adjust, wook was confident from the very beginning but now he's just glowing with that confidence!!!

⭑.ᐟ yujin

baby i - ariana grande

"everytime i try to say it words they only complicate it" here's our shy baby yujin!! it's honestly crazy to me that he's younger than me! MY SON!!!!

glue song - beabadoobee

"I've never known someone like you" yujin to me is so special like i truly never seen an idol with his personality! just a kid being a kid and i love it!

misery - nimstarr

"ima walk how i want cause you'll never be like me" he truly is a once in a million idol to me! imagine being this talented and successful at his age!!

zerobaseone masterlist

[trippinsorrows]

Chunky baby Tama trying to steal everyone’s food

yesss, solana having to redirect him to his plate. 😭😭😭 but, why did this also just make me think of solana holding tama all the time when he's a baby. same how roman was with lina and leya. cause she's so obsessed with her chunky little baby boy 🥺🥺🥺

jimmy dumbass saying something like, "soso, you gon pull your back out holding that boy all the time. how he nine months and almost half the height of his big ass daddy?" 😭😭😭

[angy-grrr]

Not sure if you know of HXH, but apparently its facing a similar ending to JJK and MHA bc the writer apparently revealed that Gon's ending would be marrying some girl at the end of the story. Like lmao, i wonder if its an obligation of shonen stories like this to have this sort of ending? Or if the writers just think this is the most fitting scenario for their MCs bc its traditional and more preferable?

so, HXH, BNHA and JJK, all from SJ, end with random ass hetero romance even tho the authors have expressed some intention/desire to show support for creativity and challenging the boundaries? Yeah im blaming the new editor in chief, this feels like propaganda*

*Traditionally, both comics and mangas have been used as mediums to sell things and ideas to younger audiences in an international level at this point, but particularly focusing on the country they come from; this doesnt mean ALL are like that, ofc not and many ppl can create many different things with it. However, just like books, movies, pictures and shows, these drawings and stories can be used with such purposes, and we can see it way more when focusing on the ones made with a younger male audience in mind; superheroes like superman showing how its heroic to go to war for the US made little boys normalize thats what they should and will do -that its brave, great, wonderful and makes them closer to the perfect man

Comics and manga are political tools too, they can be used with different intentions depending on the political climate, social pressures, and external interventions, besides the ideals the authors can have. Manga, anime and kawaii culture (even tho this one was a countercultural movement created by Japanese young women and teens), were used by Japan as a nation and empire to push the idea, after World War II, that they are not a threat like German nazis; it made the international public to enjoy these cultures and be open to it, even after all of those conflicts, it worked perfectly as a political strategy -I would say its also relevant to highlight how for many schools teaching about nazism is "censored" in one way or another, like in many countries; as far as I saw after making a little research, WWII is simplified, or avoid bringing up discussions about propaganda, racism, LGBT+phobia, far right ideologies, etc, even tho those were what led to the nazi party in the first place. Historical revisionism at its finest!

So, bc of this, I believe the possibility of SJ actively asking for hetero endings in a time where LGBT+ and women's rights and laws in Japan are so highly discussed and polarized, and considering the priorities of the Conservative party including the depopulation of the country (focused on making younger ppl have more babies; for this the government even tried to fund a dating app, so they can get creative with that form of propaganda and biocontrol lol). As another "fun fact", abortion is only legal under certain circumstances like other countries (health problems, income problems, or rape), which only makes things more... weird to me, outside of a manga I like. I dont speak Japanese, I dont live in Japan, I dont know what's going on there truly, but I think these are still important when talking about art, literature and music regardless of what exact country is it.

Idk if the authors just like those endings for some reason, and I dont deny that as an option at all -and nobody should when nothing can/is confirmed-, i just find it weird how super popular battle shonen arent ending with "not too focused/developed romance but still makes kinda sense for shonen standards" but with "omfg wtf is going on who is this character/why did the author destroy the relationship in one chapter".

And with this I mean that BNHA could confirm ochako and deku in easy ways, and instead chose to make them barely see each other in 7 years nor care about it until she saw him a little more in a month (still not talking), and he heard ppl talk about dating inevitably m/f classmates who were friends, and had to bring up random ppl into it for no reason -dead ppl on top of that.

[fluffypotatey]

leverage 2x03

WE GOING IN!!!!

Oooooh ok called “The Order 23 Job” 👀 so my guess is that it either has to do with hitmen or law related (OR MAYBE BOTH?????) 

Oh wait episode description say they take over a hospital floor????? What????? TO STAGE AN OUTBREAK?????? LEVERAGE??????

Y’all what am I about to get myself into holy fuck 

COURT ROOM

WE IN COURT AGAIN

wait a minute…..is it just me or does this defendant guy look familiar…..either he is the same dude from the Miracle Job or he’s just a new dude

NOOOOOO GOVERNMENT WHY

ugh gross 🤢 18 months????? fucking bs

Ok rip to me because I don’t remember the guy from the Miracle Job well but I think this guy is not him

Also, this Ronald man (paused it and the show his name on the cast list! thanks prime????) is either gonna kill the Eddie dude or be Leverage’s new client

He might assault him tho. That isn’t off the table. Assault and then he goes to jail LONGER than the white collar crime dude. Yes…..I can see that

OH HE HAS A GUN

NATE YOU FUCKING KING

AND HE STILL PUNCHED HIM!!!! I hope that felt good

Oh good just a warning

Guys am I getting a Hardinson episode??????

THEY ARE FUCKING FOCUSING ON HIM WHILE RONALD TALKS ABOUT HIS SISTER GUYS AM I WINNING?????? (I am so sorry Ronald your story is tragic and I am currently misty eyed BUT AM I WINNING YALL???)

Oooooooh did that cut close to you Nate???? An illness that could have been prevented and yet help was not afforded to you? 

How over his son’s death is Nate btw? Asking for a friend

Eliot and Hardinson shitting on rich people my beloved

Yes Nate :))))) he is a germaphobe :))) ABUSE IT

dam ok y’all just gonna talk about how you swindled some people in front of an officier (tho not like he can do much. you got your sentence and also government aid.) Jesus you must feel so invincible rn

I hate him. Eddie fucking sucks. 

“It’s about shifting fear” lmao i love irony 

Love you Bob

Man what did they drug him with?????

NATE YOU ARE NOT!!!! YOU ARE NOT PLAYING A DOCTOR (he is 🥰🥰🥰)

“Let’s go steal us a hospital” y’all i love this show

Awwwww Parker’s mini panic (same girlie. I would be asking the same questions in your situation)

Oooooooh they got ambience audio

THEY DID NOT ASK PARKER THAT LMAO

y’all Eliot and Hardinson fighting over clothes help 💀

Lmao the way they are playing up his paranoia 

YES PARKER PLEASE PLAY IT UP

HARDINSON AND ELIOT POLICE DUO????? Let’s fucking gooooooooo

Awwwww little baby boy 🥺 why he sick 🥺 awwwww it’s ok baby

Eliot stop staring at him that’s creepy

OH

oh ok understood

Eddie being all smarmy lmao you have no idea what you got into

SOPHIE!!!! 

I hate Eddie 

Awwwwww Nate giving Parker a 101 on how to manipulate people 🥺

That’s how zombie movies start

LMAOOOOO 

the plot thickens :)

Yes Eliot :3 play with their rational

“My wife just had a baby. 🥺” “His wife just had a baby 😔✊”

Hardinson repeating people’s words my beloved 

Sophie you play this so well 👏👏👏👏👏👏

Oh no Eddie 🫢 you are handcuffed 🫢

Hardinson be careful 

“Yippity skip!”

Eliot help the kid 🥺 

Nate do not rational that lmao

Sophie no 💀 what about your “boyfriend”

Eliot! You hide your ear piece! 

God I am stressed 😫 Eliot stop!!!! ELIOT

ELIOT MY KING BUT I AM STRESSED 

YES HE IS YOU BITCH

ok Eliot I was wrong. Kill that man

Awwww poor security man

“You have been exposed to an antigen that is repelled by water” STOP IT 😂😂😂😂 IM FUCKING WHEEEZING

Hardinson: doing his job

Eliot: not doing his job and instead put for blood

OH I FUCKING KNEW THAT MAN WAS SHIFTY!!!! CHARLIE!!!!! I KNEW IT

goddam why they always need to double check shit :( let the con men be free from double checking

Dammit Eliot, Hardinson is giving you some pretty good info AND YOU STASHED THAT EAR PIECE AWAY!!!! ELIOT PUT IT BACK ON

Of course it’s the fucking mob 🙄 should have known but seriously 18 months???? Why not 5 years :/

Oh of course, OF COURSE ELIOT GETS TO CHARLIE NOW!!!! Put that ear piece back or so help me!!!! SO HELP ME! SO HELP ME! SO HELP ME!

Is he gonna be chucked into a fucking morgue drawer 😔 Eliot run

OH NO

ELIOT RUNNNNNN

thank you Hardinson!!!!!! 

Y’all those are special equipment!!!!! The hospital needs those!!!! 

Ok Eliot now put the ear piece back on

Lmao Nate 😂😂😂😂 THE FUCKING SOVIETS??????? LMAO

Sorry I shouldn’t be laughing but it’s so fucking funny

IN THE DRAWER??????

Yes Parker!!!!! You are playing your role so well 💖💖💖💖

LMAO

Bob love you but please stop being good at your job

Awwww Eliot 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 

He said his real name 🤧🤧🤧

No I’m not crying leave me alone. I’m okAY

shut up

NO!!!! NOOOOOOOOO 🫠🫠🫠🫠 Randy baby boy 🤧

Alrighty. What now :/

It’s night?????? Already?????? When did that happen??????

IN THE COURT ROOM???????? EDDIE WHAT??????

LMAO 

Love you Parker

“Everyone of you is looking to 25 to life” oh baby, they have a way longer sentence if they ever get caught lmao

LMAOOOOO 

Eddie dude 😂 you are so bad at this

I love their gloating 🥰

“Kiss ass” 💀💀💀💀

Eliot stop giving Bob ideas

Eliot tell him about Randy 🥺

YEAHHHHHHHHH

YEAHHHHHHHHHJJJJHHH 🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧

A-okay broskis 

I’m sooooo good 🥲

Good episode 🫠 tbh the epidemic plot was funnier than I thought it would be but like on the flip side it would be so scary to have that be played on you. Real pandemic is enough for me. Y’all don’t need to con me that shit

The fucking side plot with Eliot and the kid 🥺 y’all I’m am sobbing 😭 just how Eliot clocked that so fast and how he tried to hard to help and finally gets Randy away and safe for good (well, maybe not for good bc foster system but he shows that kid that help CAN come and he’s not alone and 🥲) 

Also, this was not a Hardinson episode *kicks dirt* BUT I LOVED ALL OF HIS MOMENTS!!! I love him so much and I want a focused episode on him so badly is that so wrong?

But man. Imma cool down and breathe then go to the next episode 

[fthk]

Chapter 2: I Need You

I was awakened to the loud ringing of my phone. Groggily, I reached over and picked it up, waiting for my eyes to adjust before reading the caller ID, "Momma". I immediately sat up in my bed and answered her call. "Hi, Ma!" I exclaimed. "Hey baby, I know I'm calling a bit early, but I just wanted to hear your voice. How's everything going?" she inquires.

"Everything has been great momma, guess who just did a shoot for Harper's Bazaar yesterday?" I ask her. “Harper’s Bazaar?? That is so amazing Mimi, you’re making all of us so proud back here at home” she says sincerely. "Ever since you were born, I always knew you were destined for- what? Mimi, your brothers are here and they wanna talk to you” She manages to get out before the phone is inevitably taken from her. "Mimi, what’s good sis?” They say in unison. I had twin younger brothers named Luke and Caleb. Caleb was the wilder one of the two while Luke was a bit quieter but often found himself in trouble thanks to his counterpart.

"Thing 1 and Thing 2, what trouble are y'all gon' get into today?" I ask the boys. "Cmon now sis, you know we're always on our best behavior." Luke says. But I knew better. "Now when are you gon' hook us up with some of yo' fine ass model fri-" Caleb manages to get out before the phone is snatched back from our mother. " You and your sister can talk about your filth some other time. Mimi, Ima let you go I know you probably have a busy day ahead of you, we love you and we're all so proud of you back here at home, sweetheart." "I love y'all more" I say before the call ends.

I'd moved to Florida from California last year, just wanting a change of scenery. I loved being here, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't get homesick every now and then.

Now fully awake, I get out of bed and do my morning routine. After showering, brushing my teeth, and doing my skincare, I decided to check my phone. I had a text from the people over at Essence magazine, who I'd just done a shoot for a couple weeks ago. They were working on some post shoot things and wanted to come back in to review the final results and choose what photos looked best. I replied to their text, letting them know I'd be there within the hour.

I then go to check Instagram and what I see in my notifications stops me dead in my tracks.

@jadecargill is now following you

"What the fuck?!" I say after gasping audibly. I wipe my eyes to make sure I was really seeing what was in front of me. She had also liked a few of my pictures. I sat on my bed for a while as my thoughts ran rampant. Had I been on her mind just as much as she'd been on mine? I quickly shook the thoughts away and proceeded to get dressed.

Later that evening, I invited Vic and Nate over to sip some wine and have our girl talks. Moreso for the wine part. "So how are things with you and your boo, Nate?" I ask him. "Girl, it's been going so well. He's so good to me and he looks at me like I'm the most breathtaking thing he's ever laid his eyes on every time I'm with him." Nate says eagerly. "Hold on Mimi, sounds like somebody in love.", Vic says jokingly. "Well Vic since you got so much to say, why don't you tell us about your love life?" Nate asks before taking a sip of his wine.

Vic rolls her eyes before answering, " Nate you know I don't have time for these dudes out here, almost every man I've met was an ain't shit ass nigga." "Damn Vic, you really ain't goin' for it huh?" I say sarcastically before finishing my glass of wine off. "And what about you, Miss Top Model?" Nate inquires. "Honestly, I'm super single right now. However, there is someone I haven't been able to stop thinking about since you took us to Smackdown last night." I admit.

"Ah...Jade, is that why you were asking me about her when she came out? I did see a little twinkle in your eyes when she came to the ring" Nate says with a smirk. I nod, “She is so damn fine y’all. I even thirst followed her on IG” I say as I show both of them Jade’s insta. “Damn, even her muscles got muscles!” Vic says loudly. “Hold up…She followed you back? Why haven’t you dm’ed her yet??” Nathan asks while pouring himself another glass of wine.

“Nathan, do you see that woman? She’s so outta my league, she probably doesn’t even remember me” I say, looking down at the ground afterwards. Nathan squints at me for a second…then grabs for my phone again. “Nate…what are you doin’?” “I’m sending Miss Jade a cute lil dm from you” Nathan answers almost immediately. “NATE WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?” I yell, snatching my phone back from him. I check the dm he sent to Jade

@mia.amani: hi, I saw you at Smackdown last night and I just wanted to let you know that I think you fine as hell 😍💗

“Nate you gon’ get me cussed out or somethin’, we don’t even know if she’s single, or if she likes women!” I exclaim. “Well, there’s only one way to find out” Victoria chimes in. I sigh, and scroll down my insta feed and wonder what I’ll do when she responds…no, IF she responds. “Hey girl, we’re gettin ready to go. Our Uber is outside.” Nathan swayed a bit as he told me. “Okay, let me walk y’all down there” I reply, slipping my slides on. After walking Vic and Nate to their Uber and making sure they got in safe, I walked by into my apartment. I grabbed the empty wine bottles and wine glasses, opting to clean my living room so I didn’t have to do it the next morning.

I gather my things to shower and do my nightly routine, when I see my phone light up on my dresser. Going to look at it, I realize it’s a dm from Jade.

@jadecargill: Oh trust, I remember seeing your beautiful ass ringside 😘😉

I gasp loudly. This was certainly not how I saw my night going. I felt a surge of confidence, or maybe it was the wine, but I decided to reply.

@mia.amani: Beautiful? Don't make me blush 🥰 you're really good at wrestling btw

@jadecargill: Aw thank you, I had to make sure I showed out once I noticed you were there 🤍

I giggled to myself, then I decide to make a bold move.

@mia.amani: I might have to come to another show then huh?

@jadecargill: 😏 well, if you're serious about coming to see me again, we have another show out here next week. I can get you ringside seats and backstage as well.

@mia.amani: 🤔🤔 I guess we could make that happen 😊

We chat for a bit longer after exchanging numbers, before telling each other goodnight. After showering I collapse onto my bed, anticipating what would take place next week. I didn't truly know what to expect, but I had a feeling this could be the beginning of something great.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

It was now Friday afternoon, and I was getting ready to head to the arena for Smackdown. Jade told me she would be sending a car for me, and that someone would be waiting at the back entrance to let me in. I texted her once I got in the car letting her know I was on my way.

I thanked the driver before walking to where Jade told me someone would be waiting to let me in. I take a deep breath, before knocking on the door. A man peeks his head out through a crack in the door, "Mia?" he asks. I nod, and he fully opens the door "Follow me" he says before walking further backstage. It was really interesting seeing what all goes behind the scenes to make a wrestling show great. All the equipment, the crew, and even some wrestlers. I fully understood why fans loved this sport now.

"Jade is right behind this door, have fun!" he says before disappearing down another hallway. Before I could knock on the door it swung open, and I was face to face with the woman who'd been on my mind heavily for the past week. Her brown skin glistening under the light, her hair long and wavy, cheekbones to die for, her body... "Mia, you okay?" Jade asks, interrupting my thoughts. "Oh yeah, sorry, my mind was wandering for a second" I reply as Jade looks me up and down. "You get all dolled up just for me?" she asks half teasingly. I find myself blushing because- of course I did. I had on my casual Gucci dress with the heels and handbag to match, my hair was curled and styled into a half up half down ponytail, my makeup somewhat simple with my signature lip combo.

"I gotta make sure I'm up to par with you" I respond, which makes her chuckle lowly. "Cmon in here, I got some people I'd like you to meet." She says grabbing my hand and leading me inside what I presumed to be her locker room. She then introduces me to her friends, Naomi and Bianca who, after talking to them were very serious about the sport and wanting to inspire young black girls that they can do anything as long they give it their all, even when it got tough.

After talking with them for a bit longer, even exchanging quite a few laughs amongst us four, they had to get ready for their 6-woman tag team match. "He's gonna make sure you get to your seat safely, and I'll make sure he comes to get you so you can come backstage after our match" Jade tells me after flagging down a crew member. She then holds my hands with hers "You make sure you come back to me, alright?" She says sternly. I blush before responding, "I will."

Jade, Naomi, and Bianca won their match, putting on a hell of a show in the process. I was now making my way backstage to meet back up with Jade. Upon knocking on her locker room door, she cracked the door open to speak "Mia give me like 5 minutes while I get dressed, then we can go." I happen to glance down and see that she's only in her bra and sweatpants. I gulp, feeling myself getting a bit warm before answering "...yeah? yeah sure, I'll be right out here" I reply nervously.

Jade comes out, now in her full sweatsuit, fresh faced, with her hair up in a bun. Somehow even more beautiful than before. She says bye to Naomi and Bianca, before walking me to her car. A Lamborghini Urus. After, throwing her bags in the trunk of her car, Jade rushes over to open the passenger door for me. "Go ahead and get in for me, pretty girl." Jade says. I quietly oblige, knowing that if I tried to say anything it would've came out a blubbering mess.

On the drive home, Jade and I took the time to get to know each other a little better. She was a year older than me, 28, and had an older sister named Eve. I told her about my brothers, and my family back in Cali. She was very close to her family, and they meant the most to her. Something she and I bonded over having in common. As we approach my place and Jade opens my door for me, she asks if she can walk me up to my door, to make sure I get in safe. I nod.

"Thank you for inviting me to Smackdown tonight, I had a really good time. Your friends are too funny." I say, attempting to ease the tension between us a bit. "No, thank you for coming. I'm not gon' lie though, sometimes I get a bit anxious before my matches. But you being there helped calmed me." Jade admits while taking a step toward me. "Look Jade...I feel a strong connection to you. I'm sure you feel it too but, I don't want us to rush into anything seeing as how we've only known each other a week. I've had my heart broken a few months back and I just don't wanna-" I manage to get out before Jade steps directly in front me. She lifts my chin up with her finger, making me look directly into her eyes. Her dark brown beautiful eyes.

"Mia...listen to me. I don't know what it is about you, but something about you draws me in. Ever since I first saw you last Friday, I haven't been able to get you off my mind. So, I understand your fears, but I need you to understand that I'm not going anywhere. I'm willing to do whatever it takes, however long it takes so that you know I'm forreal." She says before her eyes flicker down to my lips. "I want you...I need you."

[cxhleel108]

S7 Thots for this week: Why is everyone here actually delusional asf???

(Apologies for posting this late guys I was very tired when I started writing this…I was also high asf so be mindful of that while you read lol.)

• Oh great now #Raphne is going through shit and everyone’s gonna have to dedicate their whole life to fixing it!

• Bryson laying it on THICC this morning I know dats rightttt😛😛😛

• No seriously why ze fook are we helping them with their issues? I need these people to go back to university or wherever and take a communication course cuz y’all are clearly lacking.

• Tanya so messy for asking that. Girl you know exactly who tf it is why you lowkey telling on yourself like that?😭😭😭

• #Raphne is 100% completely done y’all omg! (Bullshit)

• NO YOU WILL NOT!

• Willow is STILL talking as if anybody give af about what she got to say. Someone get this woman a hobby I’m begginggggg.

• I love having bathing suits worth mentioning now😍

• Ain’t no way they tryna force a argument between me and my partner over this Raf and Daphne mess…bitch.

• WE DONT HAVE TO AGREE ON EVERY SINGLE THING TO BE IN SYNC THATS NOT HOW COUPLES OR HUMANS WORK!

• Talk less sir.

• Why is there always some of the girls trading jealous looks when it comes to this challenge. The point is to literally kiss everyone and y’all still be getting salty, get over it??? Maybe I’m just crazy but I would literally not care.

• Once again Willow is putting on a show for her imaginary friends and nobody in the real world is gagging.

• Wow, now all of a sudden we don’t know how to kiss each other properly because we couldn’t help another couple stop arguing over fucking sheets😕

• How am I having more chemistry with Raf than my own man? God help us.

• Omg Evan came back for me y'all😍😍😍😍😍

• Paying gems magically brings back chemistry to our couple I guess.

• Girl you deserve a 10 backwards.

• That joke bullshit…BOO! CORNY! LAME! 🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅

• Bryson real lucky he’s cute or I wouldn’t allow him to be acting like a 12 year old about his feelings.

• #Raphne is back together woohoo! (They’re literally gonna break it off again as soon as Daphne founds out bout Raf’s crush)

• Don't force me to have a moment with her ew! That ho is NOT my friend.

• There’s quite literally no reason to speak to everyone about the recoupling. NO REASON!

• Outfit time!🤩

• Eat! Eat! Eat!

• Thought Bryson was finna ask us to be his girlfriend right then and there ugh I need him to hurry up.

• CAN YOU ALL LEAVE US THE ABSOLUTE FUCK ALONE LIKE GODDAMN????

• Vicky if you can see how close me and Bryson are then why would you…never mind why even ask at this point.

• Bonnie has been trying to get with Tanya since the beginning of time. Girl just give up PLEASE.

• Girl who tf is you-

• Why did we get dressed up just to go speak to 3 people???????????? Chile anyways it’s outfit time AGAIN✨

• EAT! EAT! EAT!

• LMAOOOO she's such a loser I almost feel bad...almost.

• Uma you know good and well you meant to record them boys fighting. Fuck outta here with that excuse💀

• Y'all will not let Jake REST oh my goodness.

• Oooo y’all the way Bryson is fighting for us…kinda feeling butterflies in my stomach and elsewhere🤭🤭🤭

• Everyone here is so delusional when it comes to Tanya holy fuck. Actually no, this happens every season. Why do some of these people think that just because THEY feel a good connection with MC that automatically means she wants them? Like baby that’s not how this works…

• Oh Bryson don't end half of the villa like that-

• Daphne don’t ask me if I think you and yo man gon make it niece you don’t want my answer to that lmao.

• 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥂🥂🥂🥂🥂

• Why y’all ain’t make us do a surprise dumping so we could get Willow out? WHY IS SHE STILL HERE SHE LITERALLY HAS NOTHING TO CONTRIBUTE NOW????

• Oh I can tell you how! First, we're gonna walk in there and start marveling at every single thing in the room, specifically the bed, even though we've already been in there. Then, bet y'all won't see this coming, we're gonna find a box filled with naughty things😱😱😱 After that, we get to work and all that can be registered is the feeling of our partner's soft lips and how their hands caress our body in every place possible and then after a while we both reach our climax at the same time. Then our partner says they love us blah blah blah, we get some text about what's happening tomorrow and it's prolly the baby challenge or something equally stupid and ridiculous, and then we cuddle up and go to bed.

• If everything I just said is in next week's hideaway scene, everyone who likes this post owes me $10. I'm just playing, we all know everything I said is definitely happening. Keep your money💖

[daisyachain]

HXH vol 1-3 notes

Every line is snapped to a curve. Every shape is filled to the brim with whatever hatching or ink it’s meant to have. The tightest manga you’ll ever see. And then the lizard is so beautifully watercoloured that you can feel the scales

The hand-drawn backgrounds make it apparent how much of backgrounds in current manga are 3D modelled/photo edits. This is not a bad thing for modern manga. I like to see a beautiful quotidian setting that a poor overworked assistant did not die to produce. It’s also so so cute to have the simple cartoony bushes

Gon is (: a treat to have for a main character. He’s so interesting! A little boy who is not all there

First time around HXH I loved it and it stuck in my brain but only Kurapika, and I was still so hung up on Yorknew that I didn’t really register or understand the rest of it. Downsides to HXH basically being 2 totally separate arcs quilted together (they did say it had a JJBA influence…)

Poor Aunt Mito. More evidence that Gon is a little…

I had 100% forgotten Kite got introduced here

Leorio is 19????? This makes sense…

Different stories exist on different planes of reality and disbelief. HxH exists on the single top plane of disbelief. The tone and content are impossible to reconcile so you just have to let go of any kind of expectation and be free!

The Hunter Exam arc lasts longer than expected

How on earrrtth can they run that far. That is 2 marathons. And then summer camp starts (see aforementioned disbelief)

Body count is Mad High (see aforementioned disbelief). People just keep dying!

This may be my chance to separate Hisoka entirely from anime/Heaven’s Arena ver. and see why he’s my sister’s favourite

The ♦️unique speech bubbles ♣️ are certainly ♠️ a charm point ♥️

Imagining voices to go with the characters is a challenge. They are all so big-eyed and squeaky in my head. At the same time I remember being 12 and what the 12-year-olds in my class sounded like

My youthful Kurapika obsession hasn’t faded. Sorry mutuals. He’s well-spoken.

Culinary challenge minigame is a bit weak

Midnight game is v fun. Bonding time.

HxH is the most video game a thing can get without being a video game. The blobby shapes. The simple backgrounds. The vivid green of a Pokémon or BotW. The levelling up. I don’t know enough about games to be sure but I want to say that it consciously steals Pokémon’s look

The hunt is on!! Great tension in Gon’s pursuit. I was waiting with bated breath

‘197’ <- I did chuckle

Leorio is the failed main character who never actually gets an arc, but the role he plays is to bring everyone else together. He can’t do it himself. We have to help him together. He needs to stick around or else they’d all shake hands and never again see each other. He is a babysitter not much older than a baby himself

Gon and Kurapika’s bond is so sweet! Underrated axis of character relations. Kurapika always has an answer to Gon’s questions (even if it’s wrong) while Gon opens a whole new world of problem-solving for a vengeance-fixated teen. They care about each other very much, even if it’s just because Gon cares about everyone and even if Kurapika isn’t going to let it go beyond casual cooperation

Hiss-o-ka. Feel sorry for the guy who was just trying to get his license (see aforementioned disbelief)

I don’t know what roles Illumi and Hisoka play with respect to one another and at this point I’m not going to ask. Drinking buddies.

Killua time! Eat your heart out, everyone else

Leorio almost solved his puzzle in a remarkably clever way. Rip.

HxH has a world you should never think about for more than 5 seconds

Off to be final…

Another remarkable blast of tonal dissonance. Yay! Hanzo broke his arm for the greater good (?). The creepiness of the situation does heighten Gon’s wrongness so it works

Killua and Gon’s relationship is the bedrock of the story. I do not remember it being so explicitly stated or so early

‘There has to be something you want in the world that is strong enough that you will break away from us’ well.

Zoldyk arc! A classic. Silva is despicable. I feel like this one went a little better in the animation with the dark colouring and the saturated hues.

Killua breaking out of the dungeon is the scene in so many ways. He can leave, he just needs a reason

Gon HxH and Oz PH have some similarities and Gon HxH and Alice PH have some similarities

Alluka already exists. Illumi- Milluki - Killua - [REDACTED] - Kalluto

Most of what I am feeling during the read is sad for Killua

There’s a bit of a balance of power between narrator characters and main/protagonist/active characters. Narrators are aware of the consequences of the protagonist’s actions as well as where they fit into an overarching narrative, narrators can rationalize and contextualize the seemingly random events around them. Because Gon doesn’t understand any of this, he needs a narrator (Kurapika or Killua). Killua is doomed to be aware of what Gon is doing to him and what is happening to Gon. He can’t tell him, he can’t escape it, he doesn’t want to, his role is to Observe and Know the way his entire self is being warped, and he legally can’t do anything about it because he is not the protagonist

Off to Heaven’s Arena…

[cherish--these--times]

( bc it was too long for ask sjdhaksh )

okay so…….it should have been johns baby bc like some of y'all have said imagine a baby with wraith dna ( which is what michael wanted ) AND the ata gene. michael would kill for that istg. there must be ppl out there including athosians who both have parents with the wraith gene ( maybe it had to be a baby idek ). i feel a child with both wraith and ata genes would be one of a kind and then michael could have best of both worlds asjkdhasl. 

can we also just talk about the storyline it would be for john to not only rescue teyla, but also to rescue his own child i mean…..pls.

i know when rachel got pregnant the writers/producers etc put either a child with john or someone else and they all went john except one ( one of the top ones i can’t remember who ). doppelganger was so obv set up for john and teyla like the amount of hints were insane and obv the scene when teyla goes to johns for comfort was gon be when they would sleep together. it honestly seemed like they decided it wasn’t gon be his after they wrote this ep or smth istg

i can’t say anything bad or good about kanaan bc you know why…oh yeah he was only in like 4 episodes most of which was a hybrid boy. poor guy was the father of one of the main charas yet got no screentime or storyline. i hated how they just brought in this random chara that was never mentioned before. then they did nothing with him. like-