#i'm starting to think they're lucky they're both dumb

[sethsclearwater]

Okay possible imagine/blurb idea: Paul gets into a fight and gets arrested (by chief swan maybe??) and calls reader to pick him up and she’s pissed that he got in the fight in the first place so she takes her sweet time going to get him, she gets her nails done with Emily, she does some shopping, she gets a coffee. She finally picks him up and he’s about to be pissed off about her taking so long but she’s like ‘do it again and I’ll leave you there’ and he’s like 😔sorry ma’am😔

i'm obsessed with this lol

"you what?" you repeated back into the phone despite the fact that you'd heard your imprinter loud and clear the first time he said it.

"princess," paul sighed through the line and you almost lost your composure but quickly pulled it back together.

"don't call me that. what the hell were you thinking getting in a fight?" you asked, already knowing it was going to be something dumb. although paul had definitely learned to manage his temper once you came into his life, he still had his moments - especially when someone as annoying as your ex was involved.

"30 seconds remaining," an automated voice cut both of you off before either of you could continue.

paul let out another heavy sigh before continuing, "can you just come pick me up? i don't think incriminating myself over the phone is the best idea," he grumbled and you rolled your eyes, also letting out a loud sigh.

"i'll be there in a little bit. don't do anything stupid," you spoke into the phone before you hung up and emily, who had just picked you up from your apartment, burst into laughter.

"he got arrested? at 9 in the morning?" she laughed and you rolled your eyes, also cracking a smile when you realized just how stupid it was that he managed to get arrested by none other than chief swan (who had taken a bit of a liking to him recently too which made it all the worse that paul was currently sitting in some cell with chief swan monitoring him).

"apparently," you sighed, letting out a breathy laugh, "we can still go to port angeles though, i have until 5 to come get him." you added and emily's smile somehow got even wider.

"let's do it," she laughed before putting the car into drive so the two of you could continue on your shopping day.

--

by the time you had gotten back to la push, grabbed your car, and gotten over to the forks police station, it was 4:45 and paul had been stuck in there for almost an entire work day.

you did feel a tad bit bad that you'd left him in there for so long but you also knew he'd most definitely learned his lesson and wouldn't be doing this again anytime soon.

so, when you walked inside and filled out all the paperwork, chief swan brought your imprinter out who looked quite bothered to say the least.

"is that all you needed me to fill out?" you asked charlie as he uncuffed paul.

chief swan nodded, "you're all good to take him home," he reassured, "i just got off the phone with the other party and it doesn't sound like they're going to be pressing charges so you two should be all good. i'll come by if there's anything that changes," he added and you let out a sigh of relief, happy to know paul wouldn't be stuck doing court ordered community service or anger management classes thanks to a dumb one-off event.

"thank you," you flashed charlie a smile before you were grabbing your purse and heading outside, already knowing paul would be following shortly behind you.

as soon as you got in the car and paul got in the passenger side, you both finally turned your attention to each other, "8 hours? you know if it was you i would've-" he started but you quickly cut him off as you turned the car on.

"i wouldn't have been dumb enough to get myself into that situation in the first place. you're lucky i even came and got you - next time you're staying there," you threatened, suddenly much more annoyed with the fact that he was annoyed with you.

paul seemed a bit caught off guard by your sudden burst of confidence, staying quiet for a moment while he considered the pros and cons of getting into a fight with you about this.

after a few moments, he let out a sigh, nodding, "yes ma'am," he mumbled, dramatically leaning away from you so he could rest his head against the window while you drove the two of you back to your apartment.

you cracked a smile at his choice of words, reaching your free hand over to give his hand a gentle squeeze which he seemed to appreciate, quickly interlacing your fingers together so he could hold your hand for the ride home.

[anjelicawrites]

Simon who is utterly and completely obvious to your flirting.

You can be a co-worker, military or civilian, his neighbour or the lovely server at his favourite pub. It doesn't matter: you flirt and laugh at his terrible jokes and all he can think is: They're so nice, people are never nice to me.

SFW but 18+ only please!

When you decide to bite the bullet and ask him out, Simon's brain bluescreens into a screeching panic.

He disappears from your life.

He begs Price to be sent to solo missions, or even to be loaned to other task forces, as long as he can avoid you. He hides in the shadows when he has to go home and stops going to his favourite pub (which Soap notices, and nags him about it endlessly).

It doesn't matter who you are in his life, he'd rather disappear than face the knowledge that he doesn't know what to do now that you've changed the dynamics between you two.

Being alone with his thoughts has never been an issue, until now, because he keeps thinking about how lonely he feels without you.

Simon is stubborn, though, he wouldn't have survived his whole life if he wasn't, but his heart doesn't care, it longs for you.

You are hurt, not because he rebuffed your offer, but because he's dropped you completely: does he think you can't be an adult and keep having him in your life without causing a scene? You're not five years old thank you very much!

If you're his neighbour, by acting the way he did, he pissed off you and even lovely Mrs. Preston down the hall, the elderly lady who looks like she's been carved out from old wood; one day she cranes her neck to stare at him with contempt, spites "Wanker" at him and then proceedes to close the door of the building to his face, right when he's fumbling with his shopping bags and his keys.

He has fucked up. He misses you and doesn't know what to do to show you that he's sorry. He's so desperate that he asks Kyle and Johnny for advice (Price is a no go. The man is divorced and married to his job).

"You need to grovel." Kyle tells him over beers that night. "Show them that you mean it."

"And you need a peace offering." Johnny adds. "Flowers or chocolate. Something they can't hit you with."

"They don't like flowers. They love plants." Simon tells his sergeants with a soft expressionin his eyes.

You wouldn't throw a potted plant at him, would you?

When he goes to the flower shop that's less intimidating, he heads for the most expensive plant they have. He's lucky that the lady behind the counter stops him.

"Do you need to say sorry to someone?" She asks.

Simon doesn't understand how she's read him so easily. He's The Ghost! He's a mystery!

"If so you wouldn't want them to think you're trying to bribe them or that their forgiveness has a pricetag."

He buys a lovely plant. Not the most expensive of the shop but something he thinks you would appreciate.

When he stands in front of you, the stare you throw his way could easily peel the paint off a wall.

"Look what the cat dragged in." You hiss.

Simon has been through a lot in his life, his quick thinking has saved his skin more times than he cares to remember, yet he doesn't know what to do but offer the potted plant like a dumb oaf, hoping it would be enough.

"So?" You ask, eyebrow raised.

Simon has been tortured for information by people who took pleasure in harming him; he knows what it means to hope to die so that the pain would stop. He felt less weak and scared in front of those people than he does now.

"You want me to say it?"

He's painfully aware of the agitation in his chest, how ridiculous he looks now that he's trying to move his weight from a feet to another and you're tracking him with sharp eyes.

"I want nothing Simon. If you have something to say, do it, or leave me alone, you're amazing at that."

Ah Christ love! Shoot him in both knee caps, it would hurt him less than the pain and rage he hears in your voice.

"I'm an idiot." He starts, hands clammy around the still offered potted plant. "I didn't know what to do."

"So you went the coward way." Your tone is chilling, you're almost tempted to tell him to fuck off, if not for the way he winches, as if you've slapped him in the face.

"I did."

It's hard for Simon to admit fear, or to express any emotions he might feel, he's not used to communicate outside of the field, and there he's barking commands, he's not supposed to emote.

He's been afraid many times in his life, for himself and for his team, he's always managed to overcome it because he knew what to do, there was always something he could do to keep himself safe. Standing in front of you he knows the only way to save your relationship is through words, and he's never been good with those.

"And why you're here, now?"

You see him swallow a couple of times, his shoulders hunching as if he's preparing to absorb a blow, or he's trying to go unnoticed. He's always been awkward around you, but never this painfully shy, almost ready to be kicked down the curb.

"Because I'd like to go on that date." Christ alive being flayed had hurt less. "If you still want to." He rushes.

Both Kyle and Johnny had advised him to be sincere and not wax poetic: direct, and quick to pull the plaster off. He hopes he's done the right thing.

For a man who is that big and bulky, Simon looks like a pathetic, sopping wet dog you have found on the side of the road. Your wounded pride is still angry, but your heart is already opening up to him, if only because he's trying to amend his mistake.

This doesn't mean you going to let him off the hook that easily.

"I'll think about it." You say, trying to keep a serious expression. "I'll take the plant, though."

A shot of adrenaline right through his heart wouldn't have made him feel so alive: you've said that you'll think about it, that's almost a yes, right?

"I said I'll think about it." But you see the way his brown eyes are lighting up, in his head you know he's already planning where to take you.

You make him cower for two weeks. You're still cold but don't ignore him and even smile at him every once in a while, which is enough to make him feel happy, like a kid during Christmas.

You don't let him kiss you for five dates and don't allow him to hold your hand for three. He's adamant he's going to pay but you manage to beat him to that two times. The fight you don't win is him accompaying you home: yes you're capable, yes you're an adult, no he's coming with you or trail you, pick your poison love.

"You're an idiot." You tell him the night you invite him over for dinner: you're cooking, he's in charge of the wine.

He panics, again, he knows nothing about wine, so he drags Kyle over to the shops until it's Garrick that brings him over to a fancy wine shop, where Simon feels as comfortable as an elephant would in a glassware and pays too much for two bottles of something with a name he can't even pronounce.

"I am."

The dinner has been a success, you have complimented him for his wine picks and then proceeded to tackle him to the sofa to kiss him until you both couldn't breathe.

When you allow him in your bed, many more dates later, he's gentle with you, and passionate in a way you wouldn't expect from someone so rough around the edges. And cuddly. He lays his head on your chest and follows a path known only to him using the beauty marks on your arm.

"I can be your idiot." He tells you with his heart hammering in his chest.

"I would like you to be."

And now, many more years, and children later, you still call him that, lovingly, when it's just the two of you. And him, now more at ease with his feelings, smiles the smile that's only yours and tells you, proudly.

"Forever."

[oh-no-its-bird]

Obkk modern au where where Kakashi and Obito are online friends who have never seen eachothers faces. It's a years long friendship (and mutual silent crush) where they've helped eachother through what was truly the darkest parts of eachothers lives.

But irl they also happen to know eachother from childhood due to having gone to the same schools and shared the same classes, and they fucking DESPISE the other. You can not stick them in a room without someone starting a fight.

When they interact irl, play into specifically the early dynamics of obkk, with kind of superficially happy/dumb Obito and a "follow the rules to the letter" grumpy overachiever Kakashi

But when they're online, play more into the older obkk dynamic.

Where Obito shows that he has a pretty big mean streak/humor and a serious talent for playing dumb; where he overlays his happier side irl for just social reasons.

While Kakashi shows he's actually super lazy and imperfect with most other factors of his life outside of work/school (and ofc downplays his actual work ethic when it comes to work/school, framing himself as doing bare minimum when he should really do more (bc he genuinley believes that)) and has a pretty wicked sense of humor himself, a love of over-romantic, fluffy porn, and a habit of using endless "cute" emotocons

Kk: Did my proposal today, it was so bad... I really slacked off this time on it. I was so nervous they'd tell me no (｡﹏｡")

Kk: I guess the other presentations must have been pretty bad too because they picked mine anyways? I feel so lucky (╥﹏╥)

Ob: it's ok even if you tried your best!! Im proud you were able to do even as much as you did.

Ob: I'm glad you got it, at least one of us won their proposal today. That jackass had a fucking 30 slide detailed slide with 6 DIFFERENT PIE CHARTS and a scheduled water break inbetween. Fucking kissass

Kk: nooo im sorry ( •̯́ ^ •̯̀)

Ob: it's whatever. Just glad you got the thing :)

Ob: want me to kill your boss tho.

Kk: lol

Kk: I'll help hide the body ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

And then one day Obito does some sort of very mean prank on Kakashi. And it goes uhh. Badly.

I mean, badly for Kakashi. Obito thinks it went great!

That is till he gets home and finds his best friend for a decade, and crush for even past that decade, texting him about a very specific mean prank that got pulled on them.

Wait. No. Wait. WAIT. FUCK.

So like. Obito is a bit conflicted now. He doesn't know what to really do here??? Like. What if it ruins everything with his best friend??? But also hey best friend why the FUCK are you such a BITCH.

But also also, suddenly Obito is recontextualizing SO many of their interactions— from Kakashi suffering the devistating loss of his father when he was especially annoying, to explanations of why he reacted certain ways. And oh my god Obito is... also a kind of a bitch???

Obito has NO idea what to do and is just swinging so violently back and forth on what are really his only two options.

And sometimes he's like gleefully feeling vindictive bc after arguing with irl Kakashi, online Kakashi is ranting about "that same asshole again" at work, so Obito is like "I KNEW it was getting to u, haha you're NOT better than me after all!!!"

But then later he feels kinda bad about it bc like. Aw wait no he actually might have genuinley hurt the person he loves. And also he doesn't want to lose getting to see the real Kakashi, a mix of both of his masks, by fucking this up and choosing wrong.

Anyways Kakashi finally somehow figures it out on his own, they fight, they make up, they make out.

The end yay happy ending

There's an alternate universe where neither of them every found out about eachother and continued to be friends online and hate eachother to escalating degrees offline. But one day they start to slowly shift in dynamics. Irl they get closer and online they get so much angrier and more distant. Till we've swapped and now online they just have this GIANT fallout but offline they're actually in love now. And this continues till they're about to get married/no longer on speaking terms with eachother. And so on their wedding day they reach out again online but ONLY to hate on eachother like "oooo fuck you I'm so happy rn I just got MARRIED."

"Oh yeah you bitch??? So did I. And my husbands better than anything your ugly ass could ever pull"

"FUCK YOU MY HUSBANDS FUCKING AMAZING AND YOURS IS PROBABLY LOOKS AND ACTS LIKE SHIT"

"OH YEAH????"

"YEAH!!!"

"PROVE IT!"

And then they very sharply turn and take simultaneous photos of eachothers furious faces and then angrily, instinctivley press send.

And then they stop. And then they have a moment of dead silence.

And then they begin to have an actual, physical fist fight in front of the uncut wedding cake with ALL of their friends and families watching. And the photographers with their very ready cameras.

There was a lot of cake.

Yeah that was ah uhh. Interesting

The good news at least is now they have a photo of them fist fighting like they want to kill eachother while covered in wedding cake in a frame that says "happy marriage <3" on it, and they like to joke about it (to many, many peoples horror)

The end yay happy ending x2

If I were to write this fr I think I'd legally have to write both versions bc both are excellent

[taehyunsluvr]

Baked goods

Warnings: nsfw, afab!reader, sub!taehyun, meandom!reader (?), premature orgasm, oral (m receiving), not proof read, shitty plot, kinda brat taming if u squint real hard

Lmk if I missed any <3 !! MDNI !!

Summary: Your work friends have tried to help you succeed in your love life but it never seemed to work out. Until you meets your neighbor who's innocence intrigues you.

Word Count: about 2K

a/n: Ik this is shitty I've never written a fanfic before so I'll try doing different plots than basic ones like this (This isn't proof read so sorry for dumb mistakes lol)

You looked down at your buzzing phone. Is this why you always set 17 alarms? Because none of them could wake you up correctly? Either way you sighed deeply and flung your legs over the edge of the bed. The cold wood floor of your new apartment, the open window with a gentle breeze, everything about your new life was perfect. Except one thing. Every one of your friends, AND I MEAN EVERY ONE, had started getting into relationships, and here you were, in your apartment, alone. The only good part, was you had your options open. That was something only single people could do. Naturally. You sighed, got ready for work (which was one of the only things keeping you going at this point), and left your new apartment in a hurry. Sleeping through you alarms definitely didn't help with your time management.

You finally got to work. Your once clean and put together hair was now disheveled. At work you don't have many friends, but the ones you did have were the best you could ask for. As soon as you walked to your desk, your two coworkers and best friends decided to talk to you. "Hey Y/N do you have a date to the wedding?" One of them says. You look up at them, "No I don't why do you ask?" Your other friend answers, "We were just curious cause the wedding is next week. We wanted to know if you were coming single."

The two of them sit down on the opposite side of you. You can't say no. They're both too sweet. But what you really don't understand is why they would assume that you're gonna show up single. It almost made you annoyed. "No. I'm not coming alone." you say, making both of them look at each other. "Then who are you bringing?"

You shrug, "I'm bringing my boyfriend. You've both met him before."

You can't believe yourself right now. You lied about having a boyfriend. You didn't even know that there was going to be a wedding. You think about retorting your lie, but you don't think that you can because they were way too excited. "I knew it! I told you she would have someone."

The blonde girl, Winter, says to the black haired boy, Huening Kai, Hyuka for short. "Yeah yeah. I'm just surprised that she hasn't told us anything about him yet." Winter puts her hand on your shoulder, "I can't wait to see the guy you bring. If hes not hot I'm kicking him out." "I want to meet him." Hyuka says as he stands up. You nod.

"Why did I do that.." You say to your self as soon as you leave work. They're probably not even going to believe you once they meet your 'boyfriend'. You don't know how but I have to come up with someone or something. Then literally just as you're thinking that, you crash into something tall and hard.

"What the hell..?" You say as you back up and look at the man you just bumped into. Is this a romcom? How is he so handsome? And how did you just happen to bump into him right now..

You pray to whatever god gave you this chance in your head.

"Watch where you're going." He says coldly. Maybe you weren't so lucky. He was a bitch. A brat. But you played it off. It didn't really matter how he acted. That wasn't important. You try your best to put on a nice face. "Oh no! I'm sorry. Are you okay?" You ask him. He steps back, dusting off his clothes. "I'm fine. But watch where you're going." "I'm so so sorry." You say, reaching out your hand to brush off his jacket. He looks at my hand, then back at me. "No, it's fine. Just watch out next time."

You nod and look him up and down. He's very attractive. You could definitely take him to the wedding. But what if he already has a girlfriend? There's so much to consider. "Um, are you still here?" He says, making you snap back from your thought. "Oh yeah. Sorry. I was just thinking." you reply, careful not to break your composure.

"So uh.. Would you mind giving me your number so we can keep in touch? I mean if you're okay with it." You say. Seriously? How fucking corny was that. He looks at me.

"Why would you want my number?" "Well because you're cute and I'd like to get to know you better." "Really?" He laughs but clearly is flustered. A slightly smile

"So would you be willing to give me your number?" "Yeah sure." He takes his phone out and types something on it. He hands it to you, "There you go." You add the number reading the name " Kang Taehyun" on his screen. You completely forgot to ask for his name before. You walk away and to head home. Was this a dream or real life. You can't believe you just asked someone for their number. If you didn't already tell Winter and Hyuka that you had a boyfriend you would have totally been bragging to them about this.

As you walk, you realize that you're both heading in the same direction. Is he stalking you or is it just a coincidence? Maybe getting his number really did raise your confidence a little but too much.

"Are you stalking me or something?" you say, laughing.

He turns his head, "No, I'm not. I'm just going to the same place as you. But thanks for the offer." You scoff. "I own the bakery down here."

You're slightly taken aback by the fact that HES a baker. You would have thought he was a personal trainer, a model, something like that. "Lets walk together then." You pull him by his arm to be closer to you. He doesn't move away. You get to the bakery's front steps, pausing before he invites you in awkwardly. "We're closed right now but I need someone to test some of our new recipes anyways. This was your chance. You could possibly make him fall for you so you could take him to the wedding. So you take the chance to ask him if he's in a relationship. "I'm guessing you don't have a girlfriend..?"

"No. Not at the moment."

"A handsome guy like you should have a girlfriend. Or a boyfriend. Whatever you're into." You sit at the bar of the bakery crossing you arms while leaning on the cold table top. He has basically no reaction. Is this guy celibate or just extremely experienced to the point nothing effects him. "Thanks, but I'm not interested in dating anyone at the moment." You ask "Why not? You look to be around that age." "Because I don't want to. I'm only 22." He answers while sorting through the different options of baked goods. You hesitate. You want to act how you usually would around guys, but thinking back on your past experiences maybe that wasn't such a good idea.

"Why? No guy wants to be single."

He looks confused by what you meant. "So you've never gotten to third base in other words. I could tell by how many times you've checked me out." You threw the entire friendly girl act out the window, even though he invited you into his bakery out of his own 'kindness' after hours. "I- No I didn't.. Im just.." He says stopping his movement, tensing up while dodging your eyes, moving them to various objects around the shop.

"Give me a break. You're too obvious. At least try to be conspicuous about it." You run your fingers through your hair while teasing him. The dimly lit bakery almost seemed to help push the mood in the direction you were hoping for. You're enjoying this. Usually the guys you talked to before would start getting defensive and concerningly aggressive if you spoke to them this way. But he almost seemed to like the way you were talking down to him. "Take off your apron." You meant it to sound like a request but it ended up sounding like a full on demand.

He stayed silent and surprisingly complied. You raised an eyebrow. Did you misread him for a virgin? He gave in too easily. Either way, it didn't matter. Bringing him to the wedding wasn't your goal anymore. He slid off his apron, and you burst out in a laughter.

"I knew you were a pervert. You really are a virgin. This is too funny." You stood up and walked around the counter.

"Im not a pervert-" His words were cut short by the force of you hand on his hardness. He could barely form a sentence. His hips bucked shamelessly into your touch.

"How are you explaining this to me then? Use your words. I'll stop if you want, but I know you wanted this." He didn't even bother to respond. His head fell onto your shoulder, and you could feel his warm breath on your skin.

"No I... keep going.." He says between bated breaths. He let out a louder whimper as you gripped his cock. He leaned back up, his bangs messily covering his eyes. "Please.."

You stopped and unbuttoned his work trousers, they fell to pool around his ankles. He definitely wasn't small. You weren't confident you could fit it all but you had already left all your reasoning at the door as soon as you entered. You kneeled down, and without hesitation took his whole length down in one go.

As you slowly moved, you could sense how sensitive he was. His cock was begging for attention, twitching at every small movement you made. He was moaning softly, and breathing heavily. You pull your mouth off, teasing his tip with your tongue. You digged your tongue into his slit and swirled you tongue around his swollen glistening tip. He let out a strained moan. Even though you couldn't see him, you could already tell that he was a nervous wreck. You forced his length back down your throat, taking whatever you couldn't fit into your hands. You could feel his hands almost grabbing your hair, but as soon as he felt you slightly halt he moved them firmly to his sides. He shivered profusely. His whimpers grew louder.

"Wait I-" Without warning you feel his hot seamen spurt out onto your tongue-- and also practically all over your face. It was sweet, with a hint of saltiness. You could tell he took care of himself. "I-I'm so sorry I didn't mean to.." You wipe the bit that got on your face and stood up.

"Open your mouth."

"Huh? Why-" You pushed your fingers forcefully into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. He gagged around your fingers and moaned lightly due to the sensation. You pulled them out slowly, wiping his saliva on his own shirt. His face glistening with sweat as it beaded on his forehead. His hair was sticking to it, but it somehow made him look cuter.

"You're so kinky for a virgin."

His eyes slightly widened on your judge of his character.

"Not at all! You just- it was so sudden.." His was still breathing heavily from his intense premature orgasm. You helped him pull his work pants back on. You couldn't believe you escalated the situation this far. The scent of the baked goods somehow managed to mask the lewd scent of cum that was usually so pertinent.

"So.. do you have any plans in the next two weeks?" "Not really.." He was still attempting to retrieve his composure. You could tell he wanted more, but you weren't seemingly willing to comply. "There's a wedding coming up and I want you to come with me. My coworkers are quite literally dying to meet you." "Why?" "They think we're dating." "And why would they think that? We just met today.."

"Because I told them we are.. and you should repay me. Even if you wasted my gift on that weak excuse for an ejaculation."

[roseareeh]

Teen Pregnancy Series | Gareth Emerson x Cheerleader! Reader

Notes: I watched too much 16 and pregnant so here u go. This is very out of canon and storyline, but I like it regardless. Please read the note I made about the series

Warnings: Teen Pregnancy, labour scene at the end

Words: 3k

"We need to talk." You simply walked into his house, no care for the possibility of his family being around. Lucky him, they weren't. "Princess, what's wrong?", Gareth asked in a worried tone. The words 'We need to talk' were never good. He hurried after you as you made a beeline to his room upstairs. "Princess, come on." Once both of you were in his room, you closed the door and rummaged around in your bag. He got more nervous by the second, knowing you had a doctors appointment for your constant nausea and headaches. What if it was something serious and not just a stomach bug?

There sure was a bug in your stomach; you handed him a sonogram. He was confused as he tried to see something on the picture. No, not a chance. "What am I looking at?"

"Our babies"

His head shot up, eyes wide. "Our baby?", he asked to confirm. "No, babies. Plural." Gareth looked back at the picture in his hands. "I already told my parents that I'm keeping them, and they're on board with it." Your boyfriend sat down on his bed to take in the information, sonogram in hand. It wasn't until then that you realized how many facts you were dumping on him without giving him a chance to process them. "I think you need a minute...", you said before sitting down next to him. Gareth hummed in agreement. "Are you okay?"

"Where exactly do I see babies in this.", he asked, referring to the sonogram. It was a bit of a surprising question. "Well, you see that white bean-shaped thing? That's baby one.", you explained. "And there's baby two." You pointed at the other bean-shaped figure. He laughed a bit. "Two little beans.", Gareth mumbled. You looked at him with a small smile. "Our two little beans." His head turned to you, followed by a kiss on your cheek. "We'll do it together. Maybe a bit earlier than planned, but it's gonna be fine."

His parents were a bit mad at first, but came around soon enough. Family movie nights with both of your families became a weekly thing now. Both your parents loved to be around each other, and got more excited to be grandparents each day.

"Gare, I'm starting to show.", you said to your boyfriend as you got ready for bed. The twins were 16 weeks along and you were undoubtedly starting to grow a baby belly. He looked up from whatever he was fiddling with and immediately looked at your stomach. "I can see it.", he excitedly said as he walked over. Gareth crouched down in front of your body, taking the perfect height to look at your stomach. "You're growing so fast, my little beans.", he cooed at your stomach before giving it a kiss. You giggled at his antics. "Your mama is doing so great, isn't she?" Another kiss. Your hand stroked through his hair as he kept talking to and kissing your baby bump.

"Appointments next week. To find out the gender.", you said. He looked up at you. "We'll go together.", your boyfriend replied. "It's the same day as your campaign. I can tell you afterwards."

He'd be dammed if he wouldn't be there to find out your babies genders.

"Can we move the campaign?", Gareth asked shamelessly. There were shocked looks all around at his question. "Are you insane?", Jeff said, more to call him dumb than actually ask him. Eddie watched the three bicker about postponing before finally speaking up. "Gareth, we have rules here. We don't postpone.", he said very firmly. He let out an annoyed huff. "Then I can't be there, my girlfriend has a doctors appointment." Kevin and Jeff laughed. "What, she needs you to hold her hand?", Kevin mocked him.

Gareth hasn't told them you're pregnant yet, and you haven't told the cheer squad. You did tell them that you couldn't do it anymore, but blamed it on a knee injury. The relationship with Gareth already took a blow to your reputation, one you gladly took, but you didn't know how to announce the pregnancy without becoming the victim of bullying. But being pregnant with twins, there was very little time left until the oversized hoodies wouldn't cover your growing stomach anymore.

"Can I sit here?" Suddenly, you were standing behind Gareth. He gave you a confused look, but moved to make space for you. "Maybe she can tell us why Gareth suddenly doesn't have time anymore.", Kevin said in an annoyed tone. He never liked you and actually hoped you and Gareth would break up. "I can't deal with your shit right now, Kevin." You shot him a glare while sitting down. "Everything okay?", Gareth asked after giving you a kiss on your temple. "Don't feel like sitting with the others.", you said, referring to the cheerleaders and basketball players. Kevin scoffed, making you even more mad. "What's your problem?", you snapped at him. Gareth put his hand on your lower back in a failing attempt to calm you down. "You're my problem.", he replied. A scoff left your mouth, setting all the pregnant hormones into action.

"I have been nothing but nice to you, even before I was with Gareth! I'm sorry that my friends are mean to you, but that has nothing to do with me!", you yelled at him. The cheer squad and basketball team heard and watched as you got up from your seat to yell some more. "But no, it's all about you and what you think! Well, guess what, you can go fuck yourself. And I'm so sorry for interrupting your secret nerd meeting because I wanted to see my boyfriend. Fucking nerd asshole." You turned on your heel to walk away, only to be greeted by two of your friends. "There she is again.", they said happily as they took your hands and led you to their table.

"I really don't care if I was too mean.", you said to your father while the two of you sat on the couch. You were in low sweatpants and a croptop, letting your pregnancy belly fully hang out. At 18 weeks, there was no denying of the belly being there at this point. "Calling him a nerd is a bit too much, isn't it?", he asked you, trying to find reason. "Maybe. I don't know.", you admitted. There were footsteps behind you, but you assumed it was your mother. "But he's such a dick.", you continued.

"Sorry.", you heard a familiar voice behind you. As you looked behind you, you saw Gareth, Eddie, Jeff and Kevin. It was Kevin who let out the small apology. "Gareth, what the fuck?!", you yelled before covering your stomach with a pillow. "No need to hide it, I told them.", your boyfriend said. With a sigh, you got up from the couch. Both your parents left the room for privacy, leaving you to yourself. "What do you want?", you asked them in an annoyed tone. "We moved the campaign.", Eddie said. "It's a day earlier. Least we could do." It was honestly an unbelievable thing to you; they never re-schedule campaigns. "And we made this. As an apology." Kevin handed you two baby onesies, one white and one black, with the Corroded Coffin logo on it. "I didn't know which colour you'd like more.", Kevin admitted. As you looked at them, you got emotional. "I...wow...", you mumbled. Gareth took your hand and pulled you closer to him. "I only told them that you're pregnant. Not the other thing." You chuckled a bit. "Fitting that you made two onesies." The three looked very confused, although Eddie at least put the pieces together. "It's twins. Two little beans.", you said with a wide grin before looking at Kevin. "I'm sorry. You're an absolute cunt, but I shouldn't have called you a nerd." Laughter filled the room at your words. "I have been a dick, you're right.", he agreed. "I've never seen Gareth this happy. I'm sorry, I got too judgemental." You smiled at him and nodded a bit. "I'm gonna start showing off the bump. So if I could sit with you, that would be a start."

"We can do that."

"Gareth said you like eggs right now.", Kevin said as he handed you a ziploc bag with three boiled eggs in them. A wide grin spread across your face as you took the bag. "Thank you. I've been craving them all day." Happily, you started peeling the eggs. All three gave you an expectant look, waiting for you to tell the genders. You had your mouth full as you looked up.

"Girls. Both of them.", Gareth replied for you. He was grinning like a cheshire cat. You stopped wearing oversized clothes and got back into your pretty dresses to show off your bump. Most people took it surprisingly well, some of your friends even asked if they could touch your belly. Gareth had the privilege of being able to constantly touch your stomach, feeling the twins move around and kick.

"You know, Eda would be a great name for a girl.", Eddie said with a grin. You laughed a bit at the suggestion. "That's a great idea, but we have names picked out already.", Gareth said proudly. The three gave him another expectant look, but you dismissed them. "You'll find out once they're here.", you said with a smile.

They really didn't need to know that you picked the names after the movie they were conceived to. At least not know.

"Cribs go next to each other.", you said to Eddie as he finished building up the second one. Eddie volunteered to help Gareth move into your parents home and put up the nursery. Your boyfriend moving into your parents home was a given, considering he had two little sisters who caused mayhem and no rooms left. Your parents, on the other hand had a guest room that was unused, and your room was big enough for the both of you. At 24 weeks, with a now huge bump, Gareth didn't let you do any of the heavy lifting or building. The only thing he let you to was decorate the room and paint the walls. Against his best wishes, you gave the twins a princess themed nursery. Your only mistake was to put their names on the wall. Pink letters that read 'Maria & Frieda' greeted him once he arrived and spoiled the surprise of telling him when the twins were there.

"Twins of Evil?", Eddie asked with a grin once he put the crib into place, referring to the names. You nodded your head yes with a small laugh. "Seemed...fitting." There was some irony of getting pregnant with twin girls when they're conceived during Twins Of Evil. Gareth came into the room with parts of the bookshelf you picked for the nursery. "Babe, is everything you bought pink?", he asked as he looked at the parts. You laughed a bit at his question. "There's also two pink rocking chairs and a pink changing table." Gareth looked around the room, sighted and got onto building again. "I'll get the books and Hello Kitty plushies."

"The what now?"

"Did we really think this through?", you sobbed out while walking up and down the room you shared with Gareth. "I'll be walking the stage with a huge fucking belly. I'll look like a cowboy!"

You went dress shopping for your graduation today. Nothing you liked fit, and nothing that fit you liked. "I don't wanna wear a stupid suit. I've been dreaming of my graduation dress since I was six!" He listened to you talk and cry, seeing no way to calm you. "Why did you have to put these stupid babies in me!? It's ruining everything!" Finally, Gareth got up to pull you into a hug. "Hey, baby, I'm sorry." He didn't see this as entirely his fault, but disagreeing with you will make everything worse. "We'll find you a dress. I'll drive to Indianapolis with you, okay? Tomorrow, we'll go and get your favourite breakfast and we'll find you a beautiful dress." He whiped the tears from your eyes and placed a kiss on your forehead. "Okay...", you mumbled.

Next morning, the two of you got up bright and early to drive to Indianapolis. After a delicious breakfast, you started walking from store to store, looking at and trying on dresses. Four stores later, you finally found the one. A baby pink dress with a ruffled skirt, flounce sleeves and a sparkly top. It hugged your belly perfectly, and even the saleswoman was very kind, considering your situation. A few tears were shed once you tried on the dress. "You look amazing.", Gareth whispered into your ear as he held you through your tears. And you got even more lucky when you found the perfect shoes to go along with it. Overall, your day was more than perfect.

Until you were laying in bed and started wheeping again. "I called the babies stupid!", you cried out when Gareth asked you what was wrong.

Gareth and your family went to lunch together after the graduation ceremony. During lunch, Gareth took you outside to 'take a breather', but he had a bigger plan in mind. "I love you and our girls very much.", he said as he took his hands into yours. "And I'm so excited to spend my life with all three of you." He reached into his backpocket and pulled out a small velvet box. "It's really stereotypical, and I know we're still young, but if we're having babies together I might as well ask you, and-" You cut him off with a kiss. "I do.", you whispered against his lips. "I-I didn't even get to kneel.", he said. You giggled a bit. "No need to." He opened the box, revealing a beautiful rose quartz ring that he put on your finger.

"I love you.", he said before leaning into another kiss.

"Eddie, where the fuck is Gareth!?", you yelled through the house. It must've rung in his ear. The band was over for practice while you were napping on the couch, but you were awoken by very sudden and strong contractions. "They went to the store! What is it?!" He saw you hunched over the back of the couch and put two and two together. Eddie was the only one in the house, with your parents at work and Gareth now gone for snacks with the others. "Eddie, I have to go to the hospital right now.", you cried out in pain. "Please drive me, they're not gonna wait." He started panicking, but still grabbed his keys and somehow found your hospital bag in your closet. "Okay, come on...fuck, why me?"

He went well beyond the speed limit to get you into the hospital. Once you were with the doctors, Eddie called your landline until Gareth was finally back home and could pick up. You swore you heard him scream into the phone all the way down the hallway.

"They're not waiting, we have to get you in the delivery room now.", your nurse said as she checked you. "Is there anyone else you can take with you?" Your first and only throught was Eddie, but he was screaming for the entire car ride. "No, it's fine.", you groaned. "He'll make it."

Gareth came bursting through the door two minutes later, just as you were prepared for the delivery. "I'm so sorry baby, I was getting you twizzlers.", he apologised before giving you a kiss on the head.

"It's fine. But they're just as impatient as you are."

A few short hours later, Maria and Frieda were born. They were healthy, tiny and adorable. While you were taking a nap, Gareth had both girls sleeping in his arms, watching his kids closely. They definetly had some brown hair like him, but your nose. And they looked exactly the same. Gareth never felt as contempt as he did right now, and it was all thanks to you.

He put them back in their hospital beds so he could unpack your bag; the stuffed animal he gifted you on your first date, your favourite blanket, and he put the twizzlers on your nightstand.

An hour later, you woke up. He was right by your side, holding your hand and smiling. "Hey.", you mumbled in a sleepy tone. "Hi.", Gareth said back before giving you a kiss on the cheek. The first thing you did was look over at your girls, who were still sleeping. Both were tiny, but adorable with small buttons noses. One of the was snorring a bit as she slept. Tears dwelled in your eyes as you saw them. "They're so cute.", you said under tears. Gareth smiled at you while whiping the tears from your eyes.

Right now, everything was perfect.

"Here's Corroded Coffins youngest fans ever.", you said happily as you brought the girls downstairs to meet the boys. Frieda was wearing the white onesie Kevin gave you, Maria the black one. You've never seen them melt as fast as they did at that very moment. Jeff held Maria while Kevin held Frieda. Eddie seemed too nervous to hold them just yet. But he did say "They're so small." as he looked at Frieda in Jeff's arms. "Six pounds, 17 inches.", you said. Maria cooed in Kevin's arms and looked around the room. She didn't fuss once, in fact she seemed very happy in her position. "I think she likes you.", you said to Kevin as she held onto his shirt. Meanwhile, Frieda started crying in Jeff's arms. "Alright, that was that.", Gareth said as he recovered his daughter from Jeff. She calmed down immediately. "Maybe you just smell, dude.", Eddie said with a laugh. Jeff didn't seem too bothered, but also not too happy. "You hold her if you know so much.", he said to his friend. Gareth placed Frieda in Eddie's arms, where she not only remained calm but also fell asleep.

"It's like with cats. Now you gotta stay there until she wakes up."

[ordinaryschmuck]

You know, I'll never say Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss are without flaws, but I still find it so annoying to see videos and posts saying how they're actually terrible and "commits all the sins of modern writing" or something stupid like that. Like if you don't enjoy it fine, but....it's just so dumb to see people act like these shows are some new low or something and not just popular shows with some issues.

That really does feel like the case, unfortunately. Hazbin/Helluva aren't perfect--FAR from it. But, I mean, we've seen lower, haven't we?

It's even more annoying with people who made their entire personality HATING both shows. I get not liking the show, and if you have issues you have every right to say them...ONCE. You can say them ONCE and then leave things alone from there. If you keep returning to either show so you could talk about how awful they are...what does that do for you? The best attention you can give something you DON'T like is NO attention at all.

"Well, I'm stopping people from wasting their time with a bad show!"

No, you're stopping people from watching something you don't personally enjoy. That's it, full stop.

And don't get me started on the people who's idea of praising other independent projects...is by saying that they're better than Hazbin/Helluva.

"Watch The Gaslight District! It's one pilot handles Hazbin/Helluva's themes better than the entire shows!"

"Watch The Amazing Digital Circus! It has WAY better compelling characters than Hazbin/Helluva!"

"Watch Lackadaisy...Hazbin/Helluva SUCKS!"

Keep in mind, I love ALL those shows, and a part of me even agrees with SOME statements people make. Heck, I actually think The Gaslight District has potential to be more of what people wanted from Helluva Boss specifically if that particular show is no longer your thing...POTENTIAL. Note that I'm saying POTENTIAL. The Gaslight District's pilot is GREAT, but it's still just a pilot and the official show itself can always "take a turn for the worst" like Helluva Boss supposedly did.

And don't get me started on the twats who think that the creators of these shows are only doing it to STICK IT to Viv. I actually saw someone say that creators of TDAC or The Gaslight District are making their shows so they could stop Viv from being the "pioneer" of independent animation and showing that Hazbin/Helluva aren't what people should strive for. Except...NO. That's not the case. That's NEVER the case. These are just people who wanted to make something AMAZING and got lucky that their content gained a following almost immediately. And even then, I'd never say Viv, Gooseworx, or Nick Szopko are the pioneers of independent animation. That's Eddsworld erasure and we all know it.

(I'm only PARTIALLY joking about that)

Hazbin/Helluva haters remind me a LOT about MCU haters: They're equally--if not MORE--annoying than the cult-like fans and followers who refuse to see a problem with ANYTHING in this franchise. Blindly choosing ignorance with the problems isn't good or healthy either, and their over-enthusiasm is just as likely to push someone away, but I can at least see how people are trying to have FUN with this thing. Literally, what's fun about hating something that you don't like?

[a-gnosis]

Just had a dumb thought that I think you would enjoy.

I had just rememebered that Adonis was a thing in myth and big part of it was that Aphrodite and Persephone eventually started arguing over who he should belong to, after he died.

Now, the way you characterize them, I cannot see them arguing over some guy.

Persephone has Hades and she's more than content with him, she doesn't need another man to satisfy her.

And Aphrodite not only has Ares, she can have whoever she wants, barring asexuals...unless they're up for it, of course.

So, I like to imagine that Adonis is your world is just a guy (maybe he was lucky enough to catch Aphrodite's attention, who knows) who has a massive ego and he somehow started a rumor that both Aphrodite and Persephone have fought over him.

How that started without him dying, first, I have no clue, but I just love the image of Aphrodite and Persephone looking at each other like 'is this guy for real?'

That's definitely one way the story of Adonis could go (and I think that in some versions of the myth Aphrodite and Persephone started fighting over him before he was dead). However, I'm one of the few H&P fans who actually like the idea of Persephone sometimes feeling sexual attraction to other men than her husband, so back in 2017 I suggested a different scenario: That Hades and Persephone maybe could share Adonis. Since Adonis sometimes is said to be very androgynous, he maybe could be appealing to both of them (though it would of course take some time for Hades to warm up to him).

I never truly planned to include the myth of Adonis, so this was just some speculating for fun, but I thought it was very entertaining since it was so different from how the majority imagines Hades and Persephone. Of course, you could also let Persephone and Adonis have a mother-son relationship, since in at least one version Aphrodite hands over baby Adonis to Persephone for safekeeping (but considering what my version of Persephone thinks about kids, that wouldn't work in my world).

[bookishdreamer28]

꘎♡━━Idiots in love━━♡꘎

With the one and only,Gojo Satoru 𓆩♡𓆪

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Suguru and Shoko had said that multiple times already. Satoru and Y/N were f oblivious, that they couldn't see what was right in front of them. They were either playing the idiots or they were actually idiots.

The said group of 4, were ready to go grab some food and then head to Shoko's home for movie night. Once they reached their destination, they went to their table and ordered their fave food. While Suguru and Shoko were talking about something she saw today on her way home, Satoru and Y/N were in their own little bubble, for once. Again.

Y/N was showing a funny vid she found to Satoru, but what she didn't noticed, was that all of his attention was on her, and her only.

"Oh look at that, isn't thi-"

"You're so cute."

"What did you just say?" She asked a bit flustered. Did she heard him correctly?

"I said you look like a boot." Satoru exclaimed fast, once he realized he said what he's been thinking, for a long time now, out loud.

"Wha- I look like a boot? This doesn't even make sense, egghead!" Y/N gave him a little slap on his forehead.

"Ow that was mean."

"You just said I look like boot!"

"Yeah well that Was mean tho. You're lucky you're cute." Satoru gave her a small smirk.

"Ugh you're unbelievable." And their bickering started again. Suguru and Shoko on the other head, had to hold their laughter. They just couldn't believe how oblivious they were.

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"Hey I thought of something." Satoru approached Y/N and hugged her side.

"Well that's orginal." Y/N said with a teasing smile.

"Ha ha. Anyways, I want you to tell me...how do I know if I have a crush on someone?" Once he said that Y/N looked at him like he said the weirdest thing ever. Which somehow, it was. why would he even ask her that? Does he actually have a crush on someone? And who is this someone? And why she cares?

"W-well, you think about them all the time, you feel strange when they're around, and then you just- why are you looking at me like that?" Satoru was looking at Y/N, like he had hearts on both his eyes and his cheeks were slightly pink.

"Uh? OH! Ah NoTHinG". He said with a cracked voice.

"😶"

"😳"

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"Can you tell me already, what in the world you two are doing?" Shoko said to Satoru. The two of them were out for some coffee, since they finished with their work early.

"What exactly you're talking about?" Satoru looked confused.

"Oh don't play dumb with me too. You and Y/N. Why is it that you're not together already?" That made Toru stop on his tracks and look at Shoko.

"WHAT? Where did this come from?? She's my friend. I can't just go and tell her something like this. "

"Is that really all she is to you? Just a friend. Dude, yesterday you told her she had nice lips. Who even says that?" She said chuckling. She could no believe how stupid he was. How stupid both of them were.

"I mean she Does have nice lips th- OK WHERE IS THIS EVEN GOING?" He said shouting a little. And he now looked flustered. Shoko smirked.

"Ok. And how about all the times, you talked about how perfect she is, how she looked beautiful in that dress she wore on our night out, how she has the cutest smile in the world. Friends don't talk about each other that way."

"Yeah yeah I know but that- wait? What do you mean each other?" Satoru asked curiously.

"Oh. Well, Y/N has said a few quite interesting things about you as well, but I'm Not saying anything more. All I'm going to say, is put us all all of our misery and admit it already."

Satoru didn't listen to anything else she had to say, cuz he was to busy thinking about all this. Was there really a chance that Y/N actually felt something for him, too?

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There was an amazing spot on the beach, where Toru and Y/N were now going. He called her to invite her to spend a day on the beach, along with their friends. Even tho Satoru wasn't really into the idea of having their friends along with them, he didn't really cared since he was going to spend time with Y/N either way.

Once the group arrived to the beach, they started unpacking their stuff and some went to play volleyball and some for swimming. Satoru and Y/N were left behind. The two were now laying on their beach towels, talking about general stuff. While they were talking, Toru's hand grabbed Y/N's soflty and started playing with her fingers. Y/N was flustered and didn't utter a word. In all 3 years they've been knowing each other, none of this kind of affection was a big deal. But now it felt different. Good different.

While Y/N was looking at the sea, thinking about all these, Satoru was staring at her with lovestruck eyes and a soft smile painting his face. She felt his stare but didn't dare to look at him. She didn't understand why they both acted like this. What was even that? Why this tension?

After a few moments, Toru spoke.

"Uhm just to clarify: me holding your hand doesn't like, mean anything by the way. Not, i that way, at least...Unless you want it...ti mean something. I don't mind. That's cool." He felt like he wasn't making any sense right now and he was ready to jump into the water and never get back to the shore.

Y/N was giving him a questioning look right now, and tried to understand what was he even saying. Satoru's eyebrows were scrunched together in deep thought.

"Do you thing that this, us...do you think it could ever be something..more?" Y/N was now starting at him with wide eyes and mouth hanged open.

"Wait us? What do you mean us? Us, together? A couple?" She felt her whole bdoy sweating and she was struggling with words. Satoru noticed that, and brought her hand close to his chest. Where his heart, was beating fast.

"I think I'm falling in love with you. No. I've been in love with you for longest time. A-and I don't know why, but I thought you didn't feel the same way and I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything, but I couldn't resist. I mean, you're just so beautiful and awesome."

Y/N was ready to pass out. All this time, all this flirt, was because he ahd feelings for her?

"Oh wow. Too much to process already. I thought you were just teasing me because you know...we were friends. And this is what you do. And I didn't make any move because I thought you didn't feel the same way."

The two stayed in silence, listening to their friends laughing, the waves. Then, out of nowhere, they started giggling like two idiots. Y/N laid her head on his shoulder, and he pressed his mouth on her hair, as if trying muffle his laughing.

"God we're idiots." She said through her laughter and moved her head to look at Toru. And he was already staring at her smiling warmly.

"You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen."

"Oh and now this sounds like you're flirting." She said with a small voice and a smile, while scouting closer to him. As close as possible.

".....I have been trying to do that for three years now." He said with a teasing voice. They both stared at each other, no more words exchanged. Because they didn't need to say anything. Their eyes spoke for them.

"..."

"..."

"Do you want...to kiss?"

".....yeah."

And so, their faces leaned closer and their lips sealed into a sweet kiss. His hands were around Y/N's waist as he pulled her closer, goosebumps swarming every part of her body that he touched. After a while, the kiss broke for a second, a smile stretching Toru's face.

"I love the taste of your lips on mine."

"Then stop talking and kiss me again." Y/N murmured and grabbed his neck and pulled him close to her face again.

He kissed her back again, fingers softly sliding down the side of her face. They were paying no attention to anything or anyone now. They were too lost in their kiss to do that. Too busy to notice their friends looking at them with huge smiles on their faces.

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A/N: Every time I write romance/fluff fics, I never see how mushy and sweet they are, until I get to reread them 😂

Btw, Nanami, Suguru and many more anime characters fanfics are coming, so stay tuned lovelies ♡

And for once again, thank you for liking my posts and I hope you'll enjoy reading this one too!!!

[epickiya722]

Can, I ask, why do you think Yuuji is one of the character that is so underated in JJK? He is the mc, but many people (in fandom) treat him like a side character? At first, I don't think so, but I love many shounen, and somehow Yuuji is one of the mc that is underated in their own story....

Sorry if I'm wrong, just I love Yuuji and want him to get the spotlight he deserve....

I wouldn't say you're wrong, Anon! In fact, I would say he is an underrated character. Yes, fairly popular, but when it comes to how the fandom treats him compared to characters like Gojo, Yuji is Underrated.

I feel exactly how you feel about Yuji. To me, he is the best JJK character. Oh, yeah, I'm being bias, whatever, but it's how I feel.

My guess as to why the fandom treats him like a side character because Yuji isn't like how most older gen MCs are written, let alone the others of the cast.

Let's be real, when the mid-late 2010s rolled around, how fandoms started to treat the new age MCs is opposite of their treatment of other MCs. It's because they're a different formula and honestly, I feel like folks who bash on Yuji and others like Tanjiro and Izuku, just don't want to try something different.

They're used to the MCs who speedruns their training and powerups and suffer little to no drawbacks, "trauma, what trauma" and want to be the best because they got an ego and pride they don't want hurt.

Today's MCs? Pain, not afraid to show a range of emotions, training? Oh, they get the hang of it but still a lot to learn and watch out! They have the scars to prove that they almost lost an arm!

Now focusing on Yuji, as I said he's not like other JJK characters.

He's not overpowered, but he's not weak either. He's a bit of a goof and he's says he's an idiot, but he actually isn't all dumb he makes himself out to be. He's not flashy, but he has amazing moments where he gets to show off.

He has a goal to get strong, not being he wants to be the top or anything. He just wants to help people.

He has a sad backstory, but it's only until later we realize how messed up it is and even still we don't have his reaction to realizing those messed up bits. Yuji was raised by his grandfather and he states he is a loner. But unlike how we see with most characters, Yuji is relatively fine with that. He brushes off knowing about his parents, unlike most MCs who would literally beg for answers. He's a loner, but he's not a loser. Note how people around him in his hometown treats him. They gave him a nickname to reflect his impressive physical prowess that amazes them and yet, he doesn't care for the popularity.

Yuji has this balance to him where he's both spontaneous but also pretty chill. A lot of the cast outshines Yuji because they are more showy than Yuji, even calm characters.

Unlike Gojo and even Yuta, Yuji is literally what you call the audience surrogate. Through him, we learn about the Jujutsu world while experiencing (growth).

From the start of their stories (referring to JJK 0 and Gojo's Past Arc), both Gojo and Yuta are established as powerful sorcerers from the start. Yuta may have had inexperienced but he was still recognized as a powerful kid. Both are born lucky with having such powers. The most Yuta and Gojo really develop and change is their personalities and attitudes towards certain ideas. That's it. They don't even have to do anything and immediately their auras show who they are.

In contrast to Yuji, how is he recognized?

As just Sukuna's vessel. Most of the time, he is literally called that. When he's recognized by his strength and abilities it's when he actively has to fight. Then it's like "oh, so he does have capabilities". Yuji actually has to show he can be just as capable as the others because when people first look at him it's "Sukuna's vessel" or back in Sendai it's "Tiger of West Middle".

It's not "Yuji".

Hell, he'll even be compared to Maki. It's not "Maki's like Yuji". No, it's "Yuji is like Maki". Megumi is the first character to do this. Maki is unique enough that if someone, in this case Yuji, displays a similarity to her, she is the template.

However, for Yuji, while he's unique it's almost like it's not enough to be acknowledged until he has to show them. Like, he has to prove something when he actually doesn't care to do that. Yuji doesn't care to get stronger than the next person, especially at this point. If anything, he seems to be the only one from the very start recognize that none of this is a test of strength when people are dying. Note how he acts during a fight. Every major to majorly minor character has displayed some sort of enjoyment out of a fight or fights to show they're not weak.

Not a single time has Yuji ever even smiled. Look back at all the fights and you will see that he hasn't done such a thing. He fights not because it's a game. He fights because he has to and only that.

And it's not like it gets better for him because he later identifies himself as "a cog". It's like Yuji never really had his own identity.

He's the odd one out.

It's how I think some of the fandom sees him. Without an identity, without recognizable traits. Hell, go on any post that praises Yuji and Yuji alone and there's gonna be a hater to bring up another character.

To some, I feel like Yuji only exists to them to hate on. Only a tool to bring in their praising of other characters to put him down as if that's all he's worthy of. It's a damn shame, too, that people actually feel the need to bring down a character to build their faves. Oh, feel like your fave can't stand on their own and show their greatness?

[allwormdiet]

Sentinel 9.1

Weld's lucky he's endearing, bc oh my god the ways he manages to step in it this arc

Bro, the city has been kaiju'd to hell, everyone who could use the airports to get out has gotten out, no money is gonna be made any time soon so business isn't happening, and nobody is dumb enough to come to Brockton Bay for pleasure right now. No shit the airport is empty. I'm more surprised that you're surprised by that.

Hey Piggot, sorry your job has gotten like a million times more stressful, hope you're hanging in there

Is robbing part of an airport profitable? That doesn't sound right but I don't know enough about airports or robbery to dispute it.

Also it's interesting to see economics and class inequality come up again, especially in the context of disaster response and response to disasters. The gap between rich and poor only gets wider in times of crisis, and the gap was already pretty fucking wide.

So, finally the PRT power classifications get laid out, having been introduced in Interlude 6 and mentioned again in 8.7. And it's mentioned explicitly as something that was used to sort out villains before eventually getting applied to heroes as well. Presumably an effort to know how to respond in case a hero goes off the rails, or maybe just trying to find more justifications to use the system. Dunno. Don't think it matters a ton in the grand scheme of things, trying to shove every power into a neat labeled box seems unproductive after a certain point.

Also yeah "Brute" is a bit of an unfortunate choice, with the additional yikes factor that they were specifically using it to describe villains at first. Like oh, don't worry about dishing out the punishment, it's a Brute after all.

I think Armsmaster would sooner chew off his other arm than retire, so there's definitely a story there

Also yeah Flechette locked in, as expected

This is the only real thing I can ding Piggot's standing for, I don't think it's hard to tell that a friendly rivalry would mean nothing in this context, so the fact that she's coming down on it for even existing feels like an overreaction. Then again, she's trying to bail out a battleship with a bucket, being humorless is hardly the worst offense in a time like this

"They weren't strictly homeless because they were squatting in abandoned commercial and industrial buildings" is certainly a perspective. When they talk about the intentions of Leviathan, it almost makes me wonder if the Docks were targeted to exacerbate things, get more people pissed and hurting and desperate. Between this, being able to target cities based off of social instability and potential media coverage, and possibly trying to eat or free Noelle, that's a lot of different factors possibly urging this attack and its behavior during said attack, and it might just be all of them at once. That's fucking freaky.

Also I think there was a mild slip-up here, calling Moist a Shifter instead of, I'm assuming, a Changer.

Shaper instead of Changer again

Interesting that Hookwolf is the head of the second Empire successor group, wonder if Krieg just didn't have the drive for leadership or got killed after the Endbringer stuff (thus not showing up on the memorial). Also mildly surprised that he's got the biggest number of parahumans.

The fact that the Pure have been rejected "for the time being" raises my hackles though, I've gotta be real. If the Protectorate/PRT actually stoop low enough to cooperate with fucking Nazis I'm gonna start feeling a lot less charitable

So three Masters is Skitter, Bitch, and Regent. I would guess that Skitter is the one they're concerned about, knowing Shadow Stalker's face, and that the other two would be who they consider possible sociopaths.

"Faultline's Crew" is a terrible name honestly. Coil and Faultline both just suck at naming teams...

Also 12 is the highest number we see here, which I guess means Labyrinth is on paper the most busted cape in the city. Good for her.

That's gotta fucking suck, never having a moment away from prying eyes whenever you're in public. How much of this is Weld being a champ and how much of this is Weld being resigned to this being his life?

That. Is rough.

So, that's something interesting. There's an interesting dichotomy between how parahumans can utterly wipe the floor against regular human combatants, even facing 25-to-1 odds with no purely defensive abilities (Grue's darkness can't stop a lucky hit) and coming out of it totally clean, and now there's this concern. We know that the early independent heroes got their shit rocked, Vikare got killed by a blow to the head during a sports riot of all things, so is there an upper limit on how many humans a parahuman can face at once? Does it hinge on how many parahumans are working together to face the threat, like could Grue only take on ten guys on his own if Skitter and Gregor and Spitfire hadn't been there to watch his back?

I'm probably overthinking this, but Piggot apparently considers it worth worrying about, so I won't dismiss the topic out of hand. Parahumans seem to end up above, below, or otherwise apart from the rest of humanity, and that separation could prove troublesome.

Gotta be strange to have your boss act like your dad, but needs must when you don't even remember who you are.

Also yeah fingers crossed Piggot holds to principles here, she doesn't seem the type but I've been disappointed before

Jesus Christ that's a really long-term plan. They've been at this since what, the late 80s?

Also interesting that the terminology uses is stated in-universe to be dated

So what's the "core" Protectorate team in this context? Is that at or above the standing that Armsmaster had before he derailed his own career? Are we talking Triumvirate level, or is there a middle ground I'm not aware of?

I also really really want to know what the meme was involving Weld, that's such a specific thing to have happen

I'm shocked that this would be considered frivolous. That's the kind of opportunity you'd normally seize with both hands, the idea of waving it off seems bizarre. Do they need the Wards too much to fight homicidal supervillains and disarm megaton bombs to let them *checks notes* get more kinds of training in? That feels shortsighted.

Then again a lot of things in Brockton Bay seem shortsighted. The greatest threat against Coil's grand scheme is his own impulsiveness (although easy money says that Taylor will become his biggest problem down the line), the Empire for some reason bothered with petty street crime and protection rackets while being run by, really cannot overstate this, the CEO of a pharmaceutical corporation that was doing well enough to have an entire skyscraper, and Lung put in like 1% of the effort he could've given to running the city. Maybe nobody is coming up with five-year plans because nobody is confident they'll live another five years, or maybe it's something in the water supply.

This is funny but it's so fucking rude, oh my God

Oh Weld, Weld no, do not think about Shadow Stalker like that, she'd corrode your dick off your body with her personality.

Oh, Weld. You have put your foot in your mouth already.

This story takes a pretty dim view of humanity, honestly. Poisoning an entire apartment block with chlorine gas just so you can loot it and take over feels extreme; I'm not gonna say it could or would never happen, unfortunately people are just as capable of evil as they are of good and there's not really a limit to how far either of those things can go, but for me at least it's somewhat curious that we don't hear more about any altruists in the city outside of the Protectorate; there would have to be good Samaritans somewhere in the mix, and not even most of them would've already been stabbed or beaten to death by opportunists.

Maybe that's just the perspective the Wards are giving us, but call me crazy, I don't think Taylor is going to be any more optimistic about how things are going.

Also, Clockblocker is jumping down Weld's throat here, but he's not strictly wrong. He's coming into this fresh-faced, having not dealt with any of the aftermath of Leviathan. The strain being put on these kids is intense, not least with the losses that the Protectorate suffered and the teammates they're still grieving. Fifteen hour patrols, Jesus Christ.

Bro got owned by a thirteen-year-old.

How did he not get briefed on the dead Wards? How did he not already look them up for himself? Someone, I think multiple someones, dropped the ball there. I'm also surprised that Weld even asked the question instead of just drawing his own conclusions or looking into it when nobody could catch him being a fool.

Current Thoughts

I do not envy Weld for the situation he's being thrown into. Whatever happens in Boston is clearly a different kind of ballgame from what they're doing here in Brockton Bay, and he has not been read into it yet.

I don't envy any of the Wards, this might be the most thankless position anyone in the city might be stuck with, and none of them are even old enough to buy cigarettes or vote, but they have to fend off looters and wade through waters tainted with death and ruin for hours at a time.

How many rights do you sign away taking this job, getting your ass put on the line like this when not even the military takes kids this young into combat? I think Skitter was right, this whole arrangement blows chunks

[spotaus]

Hi guys. So. Idk if I ever actually posted about Lust from New Age beyond establishing his relationship w/ Cross. (Ancha I beg of you if this contradicts smth please tell me lmao-) SO I'm gonna try and infordump what I can about thoughts which have been building up in my brain, all finally exploding because of this doodle I did for that shitpost lol.

So! Lust, I've established, works at/runs a tailor shop in the city surrounding Nightmare's castle, right in the capital. It's a decent one, has a good flow of people and serves mostly monsters with a few human customers. It's staff consists of Lust (head stylist/tailor), Hapstablook (Swap!Mettaton, the main seamstress who stays in back), Simulacre (My own mettaton from Doppletale, who designs), and the fourth spot on their staff is constantly shifting since they can't seem to keep a front desk worker. Lust wasn't initially the owner of the building or shop, but after the owner passed away, it was left in his hands.

I like to believe that Lust's family came from Reaper's kingdom! Mainly because I think that the magic there from Life is so potent that it leaves a mark on families or people who live there and embrace her magic. Lust's great grandparents moved away to the kingdom under false pretenses of peace, and were rapidly trapped in the kingdom and made to start a new life. The marks under his eyes, the light blue that looks like eyeliner, is actually a magic marking. (Reaper and Geno have marks that resemble eyebags in blue/red, and if Dust stuck around long enough or bonded w/ Geno and Reaper he'd get purple ones :] ) So, he has just the tiniest connection to the magic of that land through his appearance.

He's lucky he was born slightly before the princes, because Nim totally would've stolen him away from his parents. He's pretty much exactly what Nim was searching for. And honestly, I think it'd be interesting if a few generations before (he's the first long-living monster in his family fir a few generations) one of his great aunts or uncles was taken away to be part of Nim's harem. Just thinking...

Anyways, yeah, Lust is pretty, and his bloodline derives from Reaper's land of plenty.

He's also a handful. The kinda guy who remembers everything about you, your drama, and your likes and dislikes and uses it for better or worse. Kinda guy to hear someone he doesn't like is allergic to nuts and sprinkle a bit of peanut oil on their food or smth. But in the same breath, if you tell him your favorite fruit is a razzberry in passing, you will end up with razzberry-coded outfits for the next month <3. This absolutely obliterates Cross while they're dating, because he's say something like his shoulder hurts from training and Lust will add extra support to his clothes so they take pressure off the spot, or Cross will mention that the X pattern of stitch on an embroidery is a bad reminder and Lust unstiches it and makes something prettier over the spot, etc. Lust enjoys doing that sort of thing (he's definitely not a people pleaser, this is only for those he cares for) and it's a nice treat for both ends. Cross isn't used to someone listening so closely to him.

Oh! Lust and Error get along, I think. It comes with the territory of fabrics. Error has a thing with textures, usually only wears things he makes, but he's prideful and hates asking for help sewing pieces of his wardrobe together. So. He uses a binding spell to keep like, the arms of his jacket connected to the torso instead. (He doesn't want to go to Sasha and the others in the castle, again a pride thing, and he doesn't want to ask Ccino because Ccino's nice to him and it's a dumb request.) But Lust? Lust hears that Error makes his own clothes while talking with Sasha about Nightmare's fabrics (post reveal of his and Cross' involvement, ofc) and Lust decides he wants to see for himself. He's respectful of their jump in status, but asks if he could see the fabric, because weaving one's own clothing from magic is very impressive! Error actually hasn't had anyone tell him that and then ask to see it... but this is Cross' mystery boyfriend and so it's probably fine. So he hands over one of his sweaters. And Lust is befuddled to find he can't find any proper seams for the sleeves or hem, and asks Error about it. After that Lust manages to coax Error into sewing lessons every once in a while (maybe they start a little club, because I think we mentioned Ccino might try to learn to knit too?) so that he doesn't have to waste his energy on his clothes anymore. Lust also provides him with pattern suggestions for different clothing styles, just in case he wants a challenge (he does.)

Lust makes fast friends with people, but Error is the one he's the most proud of.

Lust tries to steer clear of Nightmare usually. Not because he doesn't trust him (no, Lust believes he's very very safe with Nightmare) but because he feels strange with the king being a little boy. He doesn't like that he sees bags under Nightmare's eyes, or that he jumps at the slightest sounds, or that he's always ducking under Killer's arm, tucking into Cross' side, like a cautious animal.

He tries not to pry, but he always worried about Ccino when he could come in for new fabric for a new outfit, usually dark pine green or black, sometimes the tans he liked to wear. Between what he's seen and what Cross told him after the fact, Ccino has been raising their king solo for many years, and practically kept the kingdom afloat. But Nightmare was constantly vigilant, to the point of passing out at his desk and having 20 plans just in case, and stressing hinself out about the state of a small border village so badly that he'd start crying? Lust knows this is for the best, Nightmare will lead them into a bright future, but that poor kid is just a baby to Lust. A very capable baby, but just a baby. He doesn't like to linger too long or else he feels guilty.

And uhhh. Hm.... I think he likes it when Nightmare throws parties. A LOT. Not only is it great for business, but he also gets to dress up! He tries to look nice at work, but his most creative outfits happen at the balls open to the public, like the knighting ceremonies. (Lust saw Cross for the first time there, at the ceremony. It was a few weeks later that Ccino brought Cross to him and insisted he needed a full wardrobe change.) Lust just gets to socialize and have fun in a responsible setting! It's great!

Last thing. Lust adores the other Knights. Like, ofc Cross is his beloved teddy bear, but once he gets to know the others he fits right in. Horror (and Farm, they met at a ball initially) are adorable. Horror loves to cook, abd Lust isn't a picky eater so he'll try any recepie offered to him! Dust is very closed off at first, but when he saw how Dust acted around Killer (mouthing off, pulling his hood down) he looked tired, but very happy. His little smile was genuine and calm. Killer is a riot and lets Lust and Sasha use him for an equivalent of fashion shows! Killer always jokes to Cross that he's stealing his maiden, and the first time Cross almost bit Killer. (<- He finds it funny once Killer gets together with Ccino because now he knows it's 100% a joke. Both Ccino and Lust would maul Killer if he tried to start cheating 🙏)

[minsu-the-cowardly-human]

UglyDolls shipping chart

Whoo boy so this orginal chart has been since deleted but people have uploaded their versions of it so I frankensteined this together + added Nolan. The explanations and list of the ships will be below the cut

OTP:

Lou x Ox: Listen I know Ox calls him like a brother but in my headcanon he only says that because he has #interalizedhomophobia. Anyways, I just love love the idea of them being toxic but also sweet together...idk chat they got somethin' to 'em!! I'm just like that one cow pic that's "man" like...wow they are so terrible together!!! I ship Ribbun what do you expect, lol

Lou x Moxy: Ok this one I can actually explain with real words a bit more. Firstly I like how in the Ugly Truth song I know this is apart of the whole manipulative stuff or whatever BUTTT i do like he says she makes him tongue-tied and calls her pretty before the back-up singers go in. I know, I know that's the point...but I mean...tongue-tied is an inherently romantic phrasing for me. Also I LOVE how Moxy is in the crowd smiling like an idiot as she's listening to him call everybody else ugly and she's the only one still smiling when her and crew gets the spotlight on them. I don't think she's stupid, considering none of the rest of them are smiling at this point AND she starts frowning once his "prettttttyyyyyyyyy" goes on for a bit..long..to the point she knows he's not being serious yk? Idk I just..love the idea of her being like a fangirl over his appearance, at least, and him finding it cute. Idkkk chat!! IdkkkK!!!

Like:

Tuesday x Kitty x Lydia: Idk I like the idea of them being poly together :3

Mandy x Kitty: Idk maniuplative girlboss toxicity yes yes. I chose Mandy and Kitty specifically because Kitty seems to be the leader of the pack of the spy girls/the most outwardly mean. I wanna see Mandy make a "not like other girls" meme with her and Kitty and Kitty gets on her about it before she realizes how pretty Mandy looks :>

Mandy x Nolan: They're both outcasts/"ugly", maybe they could get together or at least be friends!

Lou x Nolan: Nolan fawning over Lou and the first scene at the academy where Nolan is like "wait you criticized us because you love me?" and then Lou is like "yes" *looks away n back* "I love all of you" like...idk I think they could be cute together

Wage x Uglydog: Idk just a thought I had during the movie when Wage was getting on his ass about trying to rizz up everybody and failing. Horribly. Maybe she could rizz him up idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Moxy x Lucky Bat: Whoo I don't know just the way he talks to her during the tea scene and the way she kisses Ox on the cheek and pats his shoulder at the end of the first song makes it feel like to me he's getting friendzoned by her. Maybe I'm looking too much into things but that's the vibe I get. Plus idk...they could be kinda cute together...

Like/Neutral:

Babo x Lou: I don't know I like the tiny micro interaction they have in the Ugly Truth song. I don't have much of an excuse for this one ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Babo x Wage: I like the idea of her coming home to her supportive hubby :3 idk it just clicks in my brain

Neutral:

Ox x Moxy: Idk it just doesn't click with me. Maybe it's because while searching for Lou x Ox stuff I saw someone mention that Moxy and Ox are "related" because the kids are related even tho it's never said in the movie. Maybe I see them more as friends. Idk. I respect it though and I think it's dumb to think they're related, if we're going by that logic you couldn't ship anybody cuz they're all made in the same factory. Edit: Got the reason wrong but I still think it's stupid to think it's bad to ship them. More info here:

Mandy x Moxy: Idk again it just doesn't click with me. I get the appeal 100% since Moxy is the first one to validate her for wearing glasses. But I dunno it feels weird for Moxy to say her glasses makes her who she is instead of her..personality? Idk. Maybe I'm being petty but it doesn't click for me. Respect it though.

**Edit: Ox x Lucky Bat: Damn I forgot these fuckers. Anyways, they're..alright. I like their colors though. Idk for me there's not enough there for me to ship them

Not Really:

Lou x Tuesday: He doesn't pay much attention to her. It feels like a hopeless fangirl falling for her favorite member of a boy band (which is fitting since Lou is voiced by Nick Jonas from the Jonas Brothers lol). Idk it doesn't seem Lou cares much about the spy girls unless they can do something for him, which is fine but I don't see the appeal personally. Respect those who do tho.

Lou x Mandy: .....okkkk listen ok I can't say shit about people who ship this or why I don't ship it because I ship fuckin Lou x Nolan and Lou x Moxy ok. I'm no stranger to shipping Lou with somebody he calls ugly lol is what I'm saying. But idk...Mandy doesn't seem to like him very much and he certainly doesn't like her but there's no small moment of something for me to ship them, like the "i love all of you" scene with Nolan or Moxy being a tiny fangirl. To me, it doesn't click. Respect those who do however. Again, I am a big rarepair/crackshipper I uh can't say shit about how much a ship makes sense to me lol.

[orangepanic]

Finished Fic: Smoke

It's finally done! My fic for this year's @wipbigbang is one of my longest-running WIPs and also one of my personal favorites. My apologies and thanks to anyone still waiting to find out what happens to Equalist!Asami and her unexpected lover - I hope the ending is both satisfying and believable.

Story Title: Smoke

Fandom: Avatar: Legend of Korra

Summary: When General Iroh is captured during the Battle of Yue Bay, it's up to Asami to extract information from him that will win the Equalist revolution. By any means necessary.

Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, major character death, suicide attempt, major character injury

Characters: Iroh II, Asami Sato, Hiroshi Sato, Amon | Noatak, Amon's Lieutenant, Tarrlok, Mako, Lin Beifong, Zuko, Izumi, Original Equalist Characters

Pairing: Iroh II/Asami Sato, other background pairings (some canon, some not)

When I Started: February! February 2021, that is. Eek.

How I Lost My Shit: Most people who know my writing know I'm a die-hard panster, so while I had a loose idea of how this fic would go from the beginning I of course didn't write that. This was my first time writing a real Enemies to Lovers (like literally they try to kill each other a lot) and I found that as a consequence of that I needed to make changes to the story along the way in order to fit the genre. A big decision was to slow down the action to make the romance believable, and another was to flesh out more of the Equalists and their operation in order to avoid a "good guy good and smart, bad guy bad and dumb" dynamic which wouldn't support the kind of story I wanted to tell. All this in turn led to a time skip and whole second half to the fic that I hadn't anticipated followed by a few long breaks myself while I tried to figure out where the story needed to go from there and who with. Mostly because the main characters both wound up killing people I hadn't planned for and so there was a whole legal thing I had to puzzle through that eventually ruled out the original ending I'd had in mind. Nobody listens to me, you know? And I now know an awful lot about immunity and extradition.

How I Finished My Shit: @chocolate-cringymuffin, an existing reader of this fic, incredible artist, and dear fandom friend, agreed to be my artist for the WIP Big Bang. I could NOT let them down. There's really nothing more motivating than fan art from someone who cares about your story. I might not have finished this fic without their enthusiasm. I certainly wouldn't have finished it today.

ALSO CHECK OUT THEIR BOMB-ASS ART!!!! HOLYYYYY CRAP!!! It's so beautiful I'm crying. They're so happy. I also love the choice of scene, which comes at a part of the fic where I think both of them really commit to letting the past be the past and their new life together.

A/N: Thank you so much to the mods of @wipbigbang for putting on this event again! It's a great forcing function. I also want to give a shout out to @alishatheninth who, while not a beta reader, gave me a lot of feedback that I needed to hear about what was working and what wasn't early in the fic and in general has been an invaluable critic and cheerleader on this grand adventure. Alisha, I'm lucky to know you and I'm sorry I killed your favorite LOK character in a truly horrible way. Mostly.

[toupeetoucher]

My zero escape Pompompurin friends assigns (ᵔ⩊ᵔ)

I haven't finished all the endings so some might be a little off but i think i did the best i could w what i had... and i want to yap about them now so get ready for explanations

Ace - Bagel

Ace was the HARDEST to assign my god i had no idea who to give him. Bagels description on Hello Kitty Wiki is "Plays dumb for attention; friends with everyone" took some brain power but i can def correlate this with Ace being fake nice. Also Bagel reminds me of him lookswise lol.

Snake - Scone

Snake was another hard one... at first i wanted to assign him Whip the pengiun based on looks but Snake is NOT quiet nor innocent at all. I went with Scone since 1. Scone and Snake sound similar 2. Scone is hardworking which Snake definitely is.

Santa - Mint

I'm not the happiest with this assign but i think it makes sense. Mint loves to compete, Santa loves being a smartass.

Clover - Custard

This was such an easy assign it's crazy, Custard's skill is literally being lucky and his hobby is hiding in clovers and giving his friends clovers. Instant assign. He also seems to be a little mischievous since he likes to steal pompompurin's hat, i feel like that's something Clover would do.

Junpei - Muffin

Assigned this before i even started looking up the characters, they look identical. Muffin's skills are "Smart; Shrewd" VERY Junpei. Muffin is also the character drawn most with Pompompurin, and how lucky for me because I love giving Junpei and Seven the best friends trope!

June - Powder

Powder is described as "Kind; Like everyone's big sister; A little shy around strangers", very obvious assign. Also! White bunny!

Seven - Pompompurin

In my mind, Seven is exactly like Pompompurin so this makes a lot of sense for me. Also, they're both the biggest and tallest in their respective friendgroups! And they're ALSO both the only ones to wear hats!

Lotus - Coconut

I think this is self explanatory, it was assign at first sight.

Kubota - Syrup

I love this assign A LOT. It's a call back to Junpei saying Kubota's hair looks like a bird's nest, and Syrup seems to be left out ALL THE TIME from Pompompurin art where they're all hanging out, he's literally getting the Kubota treatment!

[sierrale8ne]

Hey moot💋 I don’t usually do live reactions but i loved 4d4n soo here we are. It’s a little long so bare w me😭

"You can't answer your phone now?"

"Pa-"

"My girl just treatin' me like I'm chopped damn liver."

She's so me cause wym you cant answer the phone for me🤨

'Her face is flushed, hair slightly sweating from her first All-Star practice.'

Yooooo???? You still coming????? Yoooooo??? No because I would've jumped through the phone.

'She might've never said it out loud, but with the way she always looks at me when I wear it, I know that black is Rae's favorite color on me. As is mine on her.'

She's so real for that cause it's mine too.

'The skirt is long and low waisted, giving me a view of the fine lines of her abdomen, a thin waist chain and a navel piercing, both gold that make my mouth water.'

Y'know what.... Paige move I want Maraye😛

"I'm makin' you mine, the second dinner is over."

Ayyyy perfect

'It's then when I know that this is where I'm supposed to be, with her holding my hand.'

Wait this is so cute omg fml

"He tryna fuck you."

Shitttt I would too.

"Showing all 32 is crazy."

lmfaoo she is not a real person.

'And I was so close to getting her how I wanted her if it hadn't been for her fucking stubbornness.'

That's crazyyyy cause I'm easily pursuaded and not stubborn at all.

"You were a thespian?" Like for real?"

The water cuts off, and her heels click against the bathroom tile before muffling against the carpet. Raye's hips sway as she approaches me,

"You were a lesbian jock. And you still are, so shut up."

Why did she clock her tea so bad😭

"On everything, I ain't stopping when I start."

She's freakyyyyy

'I'm sure if it wasn't for us getting inerrupted she would've turned me out in the studio that night."

🫣

"I gotchu, baby. I do, jus' lay back."

IM SAT

"Gon' take it just for me?"

Yo Maraye get up I'm next.

"Ion think you want me to answer that, ma."

Yeah don't, cause I will slap you.

'I've made it my mission to make each experience worthwhile with everything I did to her tonight.'

Oh so she wasn't joking when she said she wouldn't stop?

"Strap you so good when we get back."

Here she go y'all😒 (Maraye is lucky asf)

"Is that not what you just did for the last four?"

FOUR HOURS?? Ohhh I can't hang w y'all, y'all realll freaky

'Home. A place where love is nurtured and bloomed, a place that I now only ever associate with Paige.'

They're so cute omg stop.

'Because there was nothing like being with Paige.

And I got to call her mine.

All mine.'

Sleeping on the highway. I'm happy they got their happy ending tho❤

YAY LIVE REACTS 🫂 i’m so glad you loved it hun, i loved writing it!

the post practice glow… raye is stronger than all of us i fear.

i think this chapter is full of paige being annoyingly unreal and maraye just looking at her with googoo eyes bc that’s her girl downnn.

paige bueckers, my favorite dumb lesbian jock 😍

i feel like i wrote paige so freaky in this one like, raye’s first time with a girl and she got her world ROCKEDDDD

yk i had to give y’all a happy ending, i’m just so happy it worked out how i wanted it to. thank you for your react babe, it’s so appreciated 🥹

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I Got Lucky

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Notes: I'm back! Sorry it's short I recently got back from a lot of stuff

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California - 1962

"Elvis Elvis over here!" One reporter shouted. Elvis and Cecelia had been dreading this day full of press conferences. All they wanted to do was bask in the covers and enjoy their bundles of joy who had just turned one. "Yes, sir?" Elvis gestured to the man in the back, his notepad ready to go, "So, tell us about the new movie you're working on!" Elvis grumbled at the question but smiled. After all, he did have a sleeping baby in his arms, "Well... Uh, we've been recordin' here, an we start filmin' soon in Seattle." He smiled, trying not to shake so much from nerves, "And what does your wife think of it?" Cecelia leaned into the microphone as she felt Jesse slightly tug at her hair,

 "Well, I think it's swell he's made a quiet a few movies as of-"

"Cecelia, do you think of yourself as a homemaker now!" Cecelia began to grit her teeth as she felt Elvis squeeze her hand in reassurance, "No, I don't. Yes, I take care of the children and the home, but so does Elvis," She responded, "But I am also still a singer, songwriter, actress, wife as well as a mo-"

"Elvis! Do you enjoy being a father?" 

"Yes, I do," He smiled, feeling Elaine stir a bit in his arms. He began to rock her so she wouldn't get too fussy, 

"So, Cecelia, do you plan to settle down?" Cecelia grumbled as Elvis leaned in, "I don't see why she has to..." 

"She is a mother, correct?"

"Yes, I am. However, my mother raised me and raised a record label which I intend to-" 

"Speaking of the twins, do you think they're yours, Mr. Presley?" Elvis shot the reporter a glare for his bluntness and his words. When he began to speak, Cecelia could tell that his response would be icy, harsh, and justified, "Of course they're mine, why would you ask..." He grumbled, his blue eyes as sharp as a hawk,

 "One's lighter than the other..." Elvis blinked as Cecelia rolled her eyes. He smiled as he looked at Jesse, who was lightly gumming down his mother's necklace, "Glad you can see that..." He laughed, feeling his finger get wet, "Elaine, who's chewin' on her daddy's ring..." He chuckled, trying to pull his finger away from her and grabbed it back, "Has her mama's beautiful complexion and my taste in jewelry, don't'cha little biscuit," He said as she cooed, "And Jesse takes after Elvis." Cecelia smiled as she pulled her necklace away, "No... no...no Mama's necklace is not a toy..." She chuckled as the reporter's awe, Elaine babbling in the microphone as Jesse then joined in Cecelia's microphone, 

"Seems they've got a lot to say."

"Probably about your dumb question, son," Elvis mumbled. As the press conference came to an end Cecelia and Elvis were trying to relax in her mother's mansion in the hills, 

"I-I just don't get it, Cece! They ask-"

"Stupid questions to get a reaction..." She sighed, handing him a glass of Pepsi and a Hershey bar, "Thank you, honey, I-I know but when they start boilin' ya down to just a mother it..." Elvis blinked as he felt something attacking his feet, much like a dog and a toy, looking down he felt the impressions of gums on his shoe as he saw Elaine and Jesse gnawing on the leather of his loafers. Cecelia tried not to laugh as Elvis picked them up, 

"I had people droolin over me but not like this," he grumbled, Elaine and Jesse, both smiling at them, "Darn it your cute little eyes made Daddy forget all why he's mad." He cooed at them as Cecelia walked from the kitchen. She loved watching Elvis with the twins something about it just made her fall deeper in love, 

"It doesn't matter why you're mad." Taking Elaine from his arms as she chewed on her nightgown strap,

 "Why's that?"

"Because you're lucky..."

"No, baby I'm blessed," Kissing her forehead they each walked upstairs to get ready for their trip back to Memphis,

"You could say that again."

"Uh, honey..." 

"Hmm..."

"What's that smell?"

"Jesus Elaine how'd you get it up your back!"