#I KNOW IM FORGETTING. SOMETHING. AND IM GONNA BE SO MAD WHEN I REMEMBER IT LATER. BUT HOLYYYYYY SHTI every day i think about mark winters

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

@intertexts I AM going to take you up on this and it WILL be everyone else's problem . this is going to be so long and disjointed and stream of consciousness and not at all organized. my enrichment for work today

GOD where do i even fucking start. im literally thinking about him constantly dude. i hate it here. i love when a character is allowed to be a bad person and also still like. care. he cares so much. he cares so much it fucking HURTS but also he sucks !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and this is a good thing. i never want him to get better however i do want him to give his son a hug just once.

uhhhhhhhhhhh ok ok ok. lizard biology is a good place to start i love fucked up fantasy biology. keep in mind while i do like to talk about science and things i do also love to suspend my disbelief when it conveniences me. yes i know this would not work irl thats why i like it. anyway. hey why the fuck did they make him do that. i know overlords whole deal was fucking with dna but how insane is it that hes like. "oh you want to work for me? awesome. get experimented on idiot." awesome way to keep your employees from quitting: subject them to genetic torture. do you think he fought it. of course he fucking did hes mark winters he would not agree to that shit.

how disorienting do you think it was to wake up and suddenly have a whole extra sense. not just that but also a whole extra LIMB. what the fuck do you do. do u think it was sudden or gradual. i cant decide which is worse tbh. i guess this is a good excuse to talk about what exactly i think his lizard mutations look like.

he obviously has the scales. theyre on mostly the left half of his body, i think his right side is generally pretty untouched by any sort of mutation. the ones on his face are pretty much localized around his eye, (which i think looks like a tokay gecko btw. theyre yellow and have cool shaped pupils) but probably also extend down his cheek and maybe even down onto his neck a little. i think theyre probably scattered on his back and chest, hes got a bunch of distinct big patches rather than like a smooth transition from skin to scales. i think his left hand is completely covered with scales and his nails are more like claws on that side. he probably files them down a little (or like. just scratches them on concrete and metal and shit until theyre filed down. not healthy behavior). i like to imagine he has a tail too but its kind of short and stubby and not very. useful for anything except fucking up his balance and being generally Uncomfortable. OH also once every couple months the scales get SUPER uncomfortable and itchy and they shed. also when this happens he goes blind in the lizard eye and the first time that happened i think he was scared as FUCK that it was gonna be permanent

NOW IM GONNA START TALKING ABOUT. PIT ORGANS AND THIS MIGHT GET LONG AND TECHNICAL SO ILL TRY TO KEEP IT. SOMEWHAT SHORT. so. he can see william when hes invisible. and that has been CONFIRMED a lizard mutation thing and not just a result of one of his powers (which is still insane to me). and the ONLY WAY i can think of justifying that is by thermoreception or. heat sense. like infrared sensing. which is a thing that certain species of snakes can do!! specifically boas and vipers have these things called pit organs which are little holes usually around their nose with a membrane that is extremely sensitive to temperature changes and allows them to basically see in infrared. its not exactly SEEING and more like sensing which i think in a human would be so EXTREMELY disorienting. i havent figured out what exactly that would look like from a mark first person pov but the way i vaguely imagine it is if you overlayed an infrared camera over a normal camera and turned the opacity down to like 30% (<< clear enough that he can still see normally but still bright enough to be WEIRD). i think hes got sorta like what pythons have where they have multiple smaller pits rather than a single large one like a viper, and theyre right underneath the lizard eye so that when he has that eye covered with bandages it sort of dulls down the thermoreception. UGH.

ok enough about lizard powers i want to put you in the winters family torment nexus. actually ill talk about his powers a little bit first. so i am a little unclear as to what his powers actually ARE mechanically but based on the vague descriptions of things he can do i think it has to do with manipulating electricity and other types of energy (hence. wavelength.) i dont think its solely based on LIGHT but rather on likeeee. energy. i dont actually know a whole lot about electricity i havent taken a physics class since high school. ANYWAY. i think he was born with them and naturally theyre sort of weak and he cant do much with them which is why he uses the suits. (inserting my vague bit of worm knowledge i would put him under the Tinker class bc he makes a lot of his own tech hehe). his powers naturally without the suits manifest as like. a constant low buzzing in the background kind of like if youve ever. touched a crt monitor. sort of fuzzy and staticky. and maybe he can use them to like. run extra power through a wire or make a lightbulb glow a little brighter or power a battery. nothing really major useful for fighting but could be used in everyday activities! bizly mentioned once that he powers his suits like a battery and they amplify his powers and i have not let go of that ever since. do u ever think about how he has . holes in his back that his suits stab into. i think about that a lot. do you think he did that to himself. anyway.

NOW its winters family torment nexus time. before ashe's mom died. i think they were happy :( i dont think mark was always as shitty as he is now. i think he used to be just like. a normal dad. a little gruff and emotionally repressed because thats just. who he is. but very obviously loved his family and. idk. would take ashe fishing when he was little or something. weekend trip to the lake. he has a fucking cabin in the woods dude! i like to think heeee had a job as an electrician because it made his powers really convenient. (side note here i just really really like the worldbuilding of people casually having powers and using them to make their lives easier. i just really like that a lot and have a lot of thoughts about it.) I thiiiiiink ashe's mom worked in a library or a museum or something. something with a lot of books. maybe a museum. i think mark would take ashe with him in the mornings and drop him off at school before he went to work. i think ashe would put stickers on his dashboard when he got old enough to sit in the front seat (there are still. old faded stickers on the underside of his glove box and the old leftover residue of long term stickers dried out by the sun on the dash. the kind of shit that gets grey and kind of gross but is impossible to remove).

ashe's mom died when he was ... like 8 or 9. and i think for a really REALLY long time mark was just fucking terrified. i mean how the fuck do you recover from something like that. how do you look your kid in the eyes when you saw him do. that. i specifically wrote out part of this scene in my fic so at risk of sounding like a broken record i wont talk about it TOO much but. i think mark was at work when it happened. he got home from work and the house was way too quiet and then he found ashe still half-possessed in his room with a dead body. and his immediate first thought was that someone had broken in or something so his first instinct is to get ashe out of there but when he goes to pick him up from the floor he sees. trickster. or at least like. partial trickster. and he doesnt know what to do and theres that fucking book on the floor and his 8 yr old son is holding his mothers heart in his hands like its just a piece of meat and . whuh oh. hes just like. a regular guy. what the fuck is he supposed to do here! he considers just. running. leaving. getting back in his car and driving away and never coming back. and then he realizes thats fucking stupid and this is his child and he needs to do *something*

ashe is able to fight off full possession on his own (iiiiiii have a theory about ashes powers and what they are but i cant talk about that in detail until later) and i havent worked out the details of how i think the IMMEDIATE aftermath goes but. mark covers for him. gets rid of any sort of evidence that could POSSIBLY point to ashe being the one that killed her and sticks to the story that it was a freak villain attack instead. closed casket funeral. he tries to get rid of the book so many times and every time it reappears on ashe's bedside table the next morning. i think there was like. an IMMEDIATE rift between them. ashe is. old enough to understand what happened and since the possession was only partial i do think he remembers it. but hes not old enough to really understand why. why everything is so different now, how to process grief, why his dad is treating him so different now etc. probably goes. very nonverbal for a while. mark is a fucking wreck with grief and fear and anger and confusion and he stops going to work. they gave him a bit of a grace period due to the circumstances but eventually he got fired and couldnt get a new job and he thought about just taking ashe and moving out of that house out of that neighborhood maybe out of the city. but everything was too expensive and now he's got a 12 yr old who needs to eat and keeps growing out of his clothes and hasnt been to school in a year and a half and !!!!!!

so he starts. villain work. i dont think he really means to at first he might just. shut down a security camera here and there and make the lights flicker in a gas station and if there are a few extra snacks in his pockets whos to say. maybe he eventually tries to do hired gun work for some bigger villains and then moves to solo jobs and then gets picked up by overlord. (personally i think the overlord job was still somewhat new at the beginning of pd. maybe only like. a couple months to a year max)

ANYWAY he listens to vanessa carlton and thats just canon but i also think he likes shitty scifi movies and goes fishing for fun and finds being out in the woods relaxing (again. cabin) . and he does all the dad things in the car that we've talked about a bunch. and hes so so so paranoid and afraid all the time but he expresses that through anger but it comes from a place of love bc he loves ashe so much and doesnt want anything to hurt him ever and he just wants to keep him safe. head in hands. his methods are not good but also its all he knows how to do and i think he desperately just wants ashe to be happy and he wants to see him smile (even though it fucking hurts because he has his moms smile and her laugh and he looks so much like her when hes happy) and . take him on a weekend trip to the lake again. i think there was a moment halfway through season 1 where he saw how happy ashe was with pd and thought "maybe this is good maybe i can let him be a normal kid for a while" and then william dies and ashe gets shot and overlord has a hit on their heads and he doubles down because thats the kind of shit that happens if he lowers his guard for even a second!!!!!!!!!!! ughhhhhhhhh im insane.

um. also when he was just starting out villain work tide was still doing like active hero work and not a mentor yet and they were like rivals. smile. ("ive fought tide dozens of times and hes never spoken to me like that" << never going to forget this btw). i think tide was the one to tell him what happened at the end of season 1 . because. again. he was UNCONSCIOUS FOR THAT WHOLE THING. i think tide went to visit him in prison before he got depowered and told him everything.

[azzibuckets]

letters from dallas part 1

paige bueckers x azzi fudd

a/n: in which i neglect all the other series and fics im supposed to be writing to send more angst ur way <3

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May 1, 2025

Dear Azzi,

It fucking sucks here.

I know I’m supposed to be thankful for this opportunity. And I am, I swear. My teammates are nice. Arike’s been showing me around downtown. Nai and Lyss are funny. They’ve adopted me, called me their child. They remind me of us.

My therapist said it’s good to write down my feelings. Not sure how she’d say if it was letters, letters to you, but hey, something is better than nothing.

I saw a trailer for Frozen 3 last week and I thought of you. I hope you’re doing well. I called KK the other day. She was so excited - I felt bad. I haven’t been as good as I wanted to be with talking to our team - well, your team now - but it hurts too much knowing that they get to spend every day with you and I can’t. I asked her about you. She seemed hesitant to tell me. But I kept nagging her and she told me you’re good, spending a lot of time reading and stuff. Said they finally got you off Colleen Hoover. She wants me to move on, I can tell. It’s killing both of us, how I can’t let you go. But I guess writing these letters and stuffing them in my closet are how I’m trying to get my closure and deal with my feelings, so maybe this will help.

You’re on my fucking mind all the time, and I wish you weren’t. I miss you so bad sometimes it hurts to exist. If you saw the amount of melatonin I take every every night just to avoid you in my dreams, you’d probably yell at me.

Love,

Paige

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June 7, 2025

Dear Azzi,

Have I mentioned that Drew hasn’t been talking to me? He blames me for our breakup, and he misses you like hell. I do too.

I played like shit in the game yesterday. I can’t believe we lost to the Sparks. It was nice seeing Cam again though. I don’t know if you remember, but it’s our anniversary. I saw that you were at the soccer game with the girls. You looked really good, really happy. I guess it doesn’t affect you like it affects me. And I know that should make me like, mad, or jealous. But I’m glad at least one of us is healing?

Honestly? it sucks having to see your face all over social media. It sucks even more whenever I go on my Instagram page and you’re all over it too. I could be salty and delete all of it, but that would start too much drama. Besides, that would mean deleting like half my posts

I wonder how Jose and Jon are doing. Jon unfollowed me the other day. That one hurt pretty bad. I miss my little brothers, and I miss your parents.

Love,

Paige

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August 28, 2025

Dear Azzi,

Yesterday was a fucking shit show. Honestly, I didn’t expect you to even show up when I heard you guys were coming. It was weird, seeing you in the audience. It was everything I’d always imagined, you coming to my games, but it also made me feel sick, knowing this is what could’ve been. What should’ve been. I was nervous the last quarter thinking about what to say to you after the game, but god, Azzi, you couldn’t even look at me. I tried to talk to you after the group pic but you disappeared.

Maybe it’s a good time to tell you that Katie and Tim were at my game last week, against the Mystics. I’m gonna be honest, when I saw they were there, I avoided them, and I’m not proud of it. I ran to my car straight after the presser but somehow they found where I parked and were waiting next to it?? If this was a different circumstance I would’ve laughed.

All they told me was great game before I started crying. I don’t even know what came over me. But your mom hugged me and that made me cry even harder. They told me I was their daughter no matter what, and they loved me. I wrote it down as soon as I left because I didn’t ever wanna forget.

Azzi, we didn’t even marry each other like we promised, and I still feel like we left a broken family. I didn’t mean for this many people to get hurt, for this many relationships to shatter because ours did.

It makes forgetting you so much harder, and that’s what pisses me off. That I’ve injured my knee and gone through months of rehab and moved across the country to a brand new city, yet this is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.

From,

Paige

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October 2nd, 2025

Dear Azzi,

I was calling KK again and I didn’t ask about you this time. I think I’m making some progress.

Arike keeps trying to get me with some of her friends, but it still doesn’t feel right. I think I need a little bit more time.

From,

Paige

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October 20, 2025

Dear Azzi,

I turn 24 today. Damn I feel old. I’ve spent a third of my life now loving you.

From,

Paige

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October 22nd, 2025

Dear Azzi,

I just got your present in the mail. You didn’t have to. I love it. Thank you.

- Paige

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November 11, 2025

Happy birthday big head. I think you probably received my gift by now. I debated on writing a card, but you didn’t write me one, and I’ve decided to leave the cards (haha) in your hand. So I’m just following your lead. I hope you enjoy 23.

- Paige

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December 7, 2025

Azzi,

Hell of a game yesterday. Proud of you. National player of the year performance

- P

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April 5, 2026

Az,

LET’S FUCKING GOOOO. Shit, man. Two peat natty champs??? Unbelievable. My hands are tweaking out, I can’t even read my own handwriting. I knew you could do it, Az. Thank you for not forcing me to wear irish merch..I never look good in green like you do

- P

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April 13, 2026

Azzi,

Drafted to the Sky????

See you so fucking soon

Nice fit at the draft btw

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May 16, 2026

Dear Azzi,

Fuck, the way you smiled at me after that game. Maybe I’ll have the courage to finally text you. I know it’s probably not the best idea but…I still regret everything. It’s been a little bit more than a year and it still hurts as bad as it did the first day. Is this normal?

Love,

Paige

[honeyhaeya]

can i request a jake from enhypen fic? 🫣 childhood bffs to lovers? yearning jealousy and all!!

(❤️‍🩹)🖇 ༘ ⋆"always almost yours"

' ╰┈ "i wish i knew you wanted me"

' ' 심재윤 x fem!reader

🎧ྀི 'ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : bad habits (steve lacy)

oneshot | fem!reader | childhood bffs to lovers | college au | soft angst | timestamps & flashbacks | wc: 2078 mdni : smut – dry humping, dirty talk, protected sex, fingering, cum play, desperate fuck, softdom!jake a/n: thankyou for requesting this, anon !! im not sure if this is exactly what you had asked for but i hope i wrote it well ㅠㅠ ★

present timeline

it's 10:37 p.m. when you get the text.

'jake [10:37PM]': can i come over?

you stare at the screen for a second longer than you should.

it's been three weeks. three weeks since you've last spoken-since that stupid fight about the party you never even wanted to go to. three weeks of pretending things didn't hurt when they did.

so of course, when you see his name on your screen again, your heart jumps the way it always does.

you shouldn't let him in. but you will.

10:52PM

he's standing at your door like nothing's changed. like you're still kids sneaking out to the 24-hour diner at midnight just because the silence felt too loud to sleep through.

"you look tired," he says quietly.

you shrug. "you look like you haven't texted me in three weeks."

he flinches. barely. but you catch it. you always catch it-because you know him.

"i didn't know if you wanted me to."

"i always do," you say. and you hate how soft it comes out. how small.

he breathes out like your words knock the wind out of him.

"then why does it feel like i lost you?"

you open your mouth to answer-but the past gets in the way first.

⏳ flashback - 3rd year of middle school

you're 13. jake's wearing mismatched socks and holding up his hands like he's just won gold at the olympics.

"i saved your spot on the swings," he grins.

"you didn't have to."

"i wanted to," he says. "besides. we're gonna be friends forever, remember?"

he holds out his pinky.

and you hook yours around his, because it's jake. because you always will.

🧠 back to now - jake's pov

he shouldn't have come.

you're standing in front of him with your arms crossed, hoodie sleeves pushed up to your elbows the same way you used to do during exam season.

his gaze catches on the chipped nail polish, the faint shadow of sleep under your eyes.

you've always been tired when you're sad.

he hates that he still remembers things like that. hates it even more that he ever made you feel like he forgot.

because how could he forget the way you used to make him playlists for long walks home? or the way you always waited for him at the front gates, even when you were mad at him?

jake swallows hard.

he wants to ask if you still have that stupid frog keychain he won you at the carnival three years ago.

instead he says, "i miss you."

your breath catches.

"you don't act like it."

the air outside is cooler than you expected.

or maybe it just feels that way because jake's looking at you like he wants to say everything he never did.

"i hate seeing him touch you," he says, voice low.

you laugh-sharp and humorless. "you don't get to say that. not anymore."

he flinches.

good, you think. let him feel it too.

"you think i wanted things to end up like this?" he says, stepping closer. "i didn't. i hated not talking to you. i hated knowing heeseung was around when i wasn't."

"then why didn't you call?"

"because i didn't know what to say without making it worse."

you look at him. really look. and god, he's still the same-same messy hair, same eyes that give too much away, same boy who held your hand the first time you cried over something stupid and said, i've got you, okay?

but he didn't.

not when it counted.

"i'm tired, jake," you say, softer this time. "i'm tired of being almost yours."

he swallows hard. takes another step. he's close now. close enough to touch. close enough to make it worse all over again.

"you were never 'almost,'" he says. "you were always-"

you don't let him finish.

because his hand's brushing your cheek now. and your breath hitches. and for a second, the whole world holds still.

his lips hover close-too close. your heart's beating everywhere at once. your eyes drop to his mouth for a split second too long.

he leans in.

almost.

but the door swings open behind you, and someone calls your name - laughing, loud, oblivious.

you step back.

jake blinks like he's coming out of a dream.

"go back inside," you say quietly. "we shouldn't have come out here."

he hesitates. "i-"

"don't."

the moment snaps.

you clear your throat, blinking hard, blinking away the heat behind your eyes.

and then you say it.

cold. steady. devastating.

"you don't get to break me and still want me."

and before he can respond, you turn around and walk back inside like your heart isn't splitting open.

you hold it together. you always do.

but the second the door swings shut behind you-out of his sight, away from that look on his face-your knees buckle slightly. your hand finds the wall to steady yourself.

you close your eyes.

and finally let yourself feel it.

he was so close.

and still not yours.

it's been three days.

three days since the party.

three days since you said it-you don't get to break me and still want me.

three days of avoiding him in every class, every shared circle of friends, every possible second you might break.

and he's been patient.

painfully so.

he hasn't texted. hasn't cornered you again. hasn't even looked at you too long when you passed him by, pretending not to care.

but you know he's not over it. not when his best friend sunghoon asked you if you were okay. not when jay told you jake's been moping like his dog died.

and definitely not when he shows up in your dorm hallway at 11:42 pm.

you almost walk past him. headphones in. hoodie up. pretending like you didn't see him sitting against the wall by your door.

but then he says your name.

quiet. like he's scared of what will come next.

"...can we talk?"

you don't move. don't turn to face him.

"what's left to say?"

he stands now. slowly. like if he moves too fast, you'll disappear again.

"everything," he says. "everything i should've said when you needed to hear it."

you stare at the floor. your heart's pounding.

"you should go."

"no."

you blink. look up.

his eyes are glassy. hurt written all over him like he's not even trying to hide it.

"i've spent days trying to figure out how to stop wanting you," he says. "but i can't. i don't want to."

you stay silent. so he keeps going.

"i thought i was protecting what we had by not saying anything. but all i did was lose you."

he steps closer.

"and it's killing me, not being able to call you mine when you were always the only one i ever-"

"don't," you whisper. "don't say that unless you mean it."

"i do," he breathes. "i always have."

you shake your head. "you don't get to come back and-"

"kiss you?"

he's inches away now. the hallway's too quiet. too late. too dangerous.

"...yes," you say. barely above a whisper.

and then he does.

he kisses you like he's making up for every second he didn't. soft at first. almost hesitant. like he's asking.

but then you kiss him back-fist curling in his hoodie, lips chasing his like your body's been waiting for this, like you're finally, finally allowed to feel it all.

when you break apart, you're both breathless.

you rest your forehead against his, eyes fluttering shut.

"i still hate you a little," you murmur.

jake laughs, voice shaky. "i deserve that."

"but i never stopped wanting you either," you whisper. "and that's what makes me so mad."

his fingers lace through yours.

"then let me try again," he says, soft. "let me show you what it's like when i don't let you go."

you look up at him, eyes glassy.

"just... don't fuck it up this time."

he nods.

"never again."

jake pulls you by the wrist, sneaking you into his dorm.

and when you both reach the room, he opens the door, his lips claimed yours like he was starved for it.

his hands were everywhere, your waist, hips, face. the kiss deepens fast, his tongue were already entering your mouth in a searing but heated kiss.

he lifts you by the hips like you weigh nothing, walking through the room and onto the bed without pulling away.

you straddled his lap, lips brushing his, and the way his hands held your waist felt like he'd been waiting forever.

when you shifted, rolling your hips just a little, his breath hitched-his forehead resting against yours.

"baby..." his voice was low, almost pleading. "you're driving me crazy."

the heat between you was unreal, even with layers of fabric in the way. it felt like your bodies were having a conversation of their own-every little movement a confession neither of you could say out loud.

his hands kept moving on your waist until you're fully gasping into his touch.

he pulls your pants and your panties, pushing it down until you were bare for him. he drinks in the way you looked, the way your pussy was dripping wet. his pupils were blown at the sight.

"i'm putting a finger in," jake warns. you nod. one finger slides in with ease. he's amused on how open you felt for him. and he puts another one in, stretching you open.

you choke out a moan, the feeling making you jolt. "j-jake... i think i-im cumming.."

"just a little more, baby," he replies, thumb circling your clit. and jake feels it. your walls clenching on him and you came on his fingers with a whimper. "good job baby."

jake kisses you again, lips moving slowly against yours. his hands moved on your waist, slipping through the fabric and touching you like you were glass.

your moans come in breathy, the way he takes your clothes off-so gentle yet so quick. your bra easily peeled off you, and he squeezes your breast, thumb flicking your nipple.

the feeling sent shivers down your spine, making those little noises and he was there to take it all in.

"that's it baby," he pulls away for just a moment to press a kiss on your forehead.

it took him one make out session with you before he's peeling off his own clothes, pants down, cock out as he distracts you with his intense kisses.

he pulls back for you to catch your breath, and you pant. you're looking at him like he's the only thing that mattered, and he's looking right back at you with his eyes dark.

"can i put it in?" jake asks, his cock was achingly hard, already fisting himself. and you nod.

that's where he loses it. he flips you beneath him, his tip brushing your pretty little cunt that's dripping for him before finally slipping it in.

your moans come out, chest rising and falling.

"fuck... you look so pretty like this," he pulls out and thrusts back in that made your back arch when his cock reached that one spot that made you whimper.

his thrusts were erratic, hips slamming into yours with aggressiveness.

you whimper, trying to catch air as jake slides in and out your cunt, pumping himself for your highs.

"y're doing good baby," he groans, pressing a kiss on your neck as he continues to slam his hips against you.

and he felt it–the unmistakable clench of your walls wrapping his dick. you were going to cum

"jake.. i'm cumming..!" you manage to moan out, and he grunts.

"just a little more baby," he replies, his pace going faster. slamming his cock desperately in you like he has nothing to lose. "kay, cum for me, baby."

and you did. milking his cock like it's the only thing you knew. he followed soon after, pulling his cock out as he spills on your stomach. warm and wet. while some gushes out of your pussy.

he collapses beside you, breath equally fast as yours.

the room was quiet for a moment, and jake broke it. "maybe i should coat you more with my cum."

you almost choked in your own breath before laughing a little. "asshole."

and that's how you both found yourselves spilling everything–from cums to confessions.

a/n: thankyou for reading :)) thankyou to my bff @kpoppiesofinternet for proofreading this one ♥

[valeisaslut]

been thinking ab what you said about ellie in her groupie era feeling wanted and knowing she could give girls a night they would never forget and i think im just too soft in general and too soft for ellie but i think i kinda broke my own heart thinking about it LMAO. not trying to mischaracter ur version of ellie/collide’s ellie but god something about the idea of her being with all of these girls more as an act of service for THEM over her own pleasure? having her heart broken so bad in highschool that she lets herself be wanted without being seen? giving other girls an experience that she technically didn’t have herself? i’m reading too much into it and i know that’s probs def not what you meant at alllll but my mind ran away with it ugh

NO BECAUSE THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED PEOPLE TO DO. i want you to overanalyze her. i want you to spiral. i want you to break your own heart with it. because YES—collide!ellie is emotionally so complex and i’ve barely scratched the surface on what’s going on in that little freak’s brain. but chapter 7 and especially 8 are gonna go all the way in on her psychology and history and why she is the way she is.

SO... A DEEP DIVE INTO COLLIDE'S ROCKSTAR!ELLIE MIND:

you hit the nail on the head. groupie-era ellie wasn’t out there for herself—she was out there because being wanted by someone else was the only way she could feel anything close to value. she slept with girls because she liked the idea of giving them a night they’d never forget, of them telling their friends “you’ll never guess who i hooked up with last night.” it was power, sure, but it was also protection. if she’s giving them everything she never got, then maybe it won’t hurt as much when they leave.

because that’s the thing—ellie doesn’t believe people stay.

she got her heart broken so bad when she was young, and then lost people again and again, and somewhere along the way, she just… shut the door. shut the windows. locked the whole damn house. and she was fine with that! she was like “cool. no one gets in. i’m chill. i’m sexy. everyone and their mom want me. i play guitar. whatever.”

and then reader comes along like a wrecking ball of emotion and chaos and glitter and sharp edges and suddenly ellie is spiraling because she wants to let someone in so bad but she doesn’t remember how. she never actually learned.

and the joel stuff? ohhh my god. she’s holding that grudge like it’s her job. like her hatred is the only thing keeping her upright some days. but the truth is? it’s eating her alive. there’s so much pain under all that bitterness. like she’s mad, yeah, but she’s also sad. sad in the way that makes your bones ache. she’s still just that kid who wanted her dad to love her right, and now she’s too proud and too angry to admit how much that rejection still hurts.

and the thing is… ellie knows she’s doing this to herself. she knows she’s burned bridges and iced herself out. she knows that reader is the first person in years who’s actually gotten through, and that terrifies her. because if she lets herself have this—if she lets herself be seen—then she has something to lose again.

so no. you’re not reading too much into it. you’re reading it exactly right. this fic is a silly popstar and rockstar romance and a devastating character study of a girl who would rather ruin her own life than admit she’s scared of being loved. and i love you for seeing it.

[sunnyknight-original]

What Kind Of Monster Was He?

A @forgettable-au fan (colored) animatic

MINOR BLOOD WARNING!

*Was he the kind to do too much, or not enough?

…OK, SO WHAT HAD HAPPENED WAS-

I had planned to finish this into a full fledged animation, but a lot of the parts I did end up finishing just didnt live up to what I imagined…I waited for more motivation to happen, but it just didnt so HERES THE COLORED ANIMATIC CAUSE IM REALLLY HAPPY WITH WHAT I HAVE and ive sat on posting this for like a 2 weeks 😭 which is an eternity in my time

Im gonna post the unfinished “finished” part on my side account @o-sunny-day though! and probably have people yell at me cause it actually isnt that bad AND IT TOTALLY ISNT I just… art. You get it. ENOUGH YAPPING! ITS TIME TO YAP!

except not yet, MORE BACKGROUND INFO HUCDHUC- but its background info on explaining the lore…

The explaining is much less expansive than in Dear My Dear just because I didnt work on it long enough to think every bit of it through. This is just a clean, nicer looking, and colored version of the very first storyboard.

I usually think about and put more effort into the little stuff while making the FINISHED bits since ive had so much more time to think about that in all the preppin n sketching.

BUT I liked the explaining format I did for Dear My Dear so im sticking with it!

The main idea for this was to do a study of Wingdings’ character from what we’ve been given, mainly focusing in on the expectations he puts on himself because holy shit the lyrics for this works so stupidly well it makes me mad LOOK AT THIS???

its ridiculous. i love it. I didnt know Jack Stauber helped write Forgettable AU???? woww!!! ANYWHO thats the gist of it, not much context is needed past that. Onto the sillies!!!! (per usual excuse the shitty quality of the pngs idk why Tumblr does that-)

Did you know love? Will you rest in peace?

Wingdings and Sans holding hands as kids, before turning to a casket like appearance for adult WD. The flowers hes holding are pretty important too, Marigolds to represent grief, Lilys, new life, and Forget Me Nots for this lovely little line I found when looking up good flowers to use-

“a promise to always remember” ….stop that.

That actually also has a double meaning in this case too. 1, ofc the forgetting of Wingdings. But ALSO Wingdings forgetting something himself. Forgetting who he is. Almost like a Zuko ATLA situation.

Did you have a family?

Who knows where theyre parents are, but this is HAPPY TIME and we’re gonna assume they were so awesome and very kind but had to leave or went to a farm in the sky for whatever reason.

The colors here I had a lot of fun with. Their parents had warm colors but the boys have cold, still with warm accents. Its said they more or less raised each other being very independent as shown in the second part with them running out the door by themselves.

How was the view from the shelf? Did you ever believe in yourself?

Before, we started with the beginnings. The good things, the only thing Wingdings cares to even recall. Now we’re seeing his life really start to turn upside down- making first contact with The Player :D

He’s hesitant to reach out, but is intrigued, before getting a rushing revelation of his reality and how it isnt “real”

Rather than feeling crushing existential dread, he more feels pressured to be BETTER, to figure a solution, to do something. Thats what white represents here

WHAT KIND OF MILK WERE YOU?

We then switch to more examples of how Wingdings is taking this pressure (not well) The soft tones of yellow that were shown before, turn to way brighter, intensifying that feeling that he should be fine, he should be happy, drowning in success of being the Royal Scientist.

But he just desperately wants to just go back to a time of nice coldness.

The warm vs cold tones in this I had so much fun with, coldness is supposed to represent hostility usually, while warm is nice and happy. (same with Black and white. Scary, relieving,) But these points often contradict each other, its hard to tell what you’re feeling vs what you’re supposed to be feeling. Just like Wingdings!

WHAT KIND OF LIFE DID YOU LIVE THROUGH?

The white lab coats, the expectations, theyre on all of them. But Wingdings has essentially become his expectations.

He questions what life he wants to live, one being himself and alone (speaking in wingdings) or not himself and with company (speaking in a “normal” font) Still, he frames it in past tense as he believes theres no going back now, based on what he knows.

“One of the last happy moments they had together” stop that. (i cant find a link to when that was said but I know it was once, about them taking a photo together….)

DID YOUR LIFE RUN RICH WITH CALCIUM?

Calcium….bonesss :3 Hehehehdhehfhehehheheheh still dont know why he has holes in his hands so we’re movin on

DID THEY LAUGH AT YOU OR DID YOU LAUGH AT THEM?

Compared to the childhood Wingdings remembered, heres the sadder, bleaker, more realistic version. He always thought they were laughing at him but… maybe they werent.

DAIRY BELOVED. YOUR DAYS ARE GONE,

It doesnt matter now though. Because in the NOW, Wingdings has become consumed by his expectations of himself, seeing this has the “only option” to do the only thing that he feels will give his life meaning and purpose, establishing connection with THE PLAYER

But the grocery list goes on…

And yet life continues on without him, and his room is transformed into a more livable space now that someone is…living in it. Always hurts so much making the differences between Wingdings and Papyrus’ room. It feels like making something out of the man Wingdings COULD HAVE been. Because honestly thats just what Papyrus is,

Thank you to my bestie @fruitytrip for helping me with all of my art in general but especially the storyboarding on this :3 <3

[makethemhoesmad]

liability(pt. 3)

pt 1. pt 2

only a couple months late, but here it is!!

i’m thinking there will be one more part, hopefully coming sooner

thanks to @imaginespazzi, @azzibuckets, @patscorner, and @barbspeaks for dealing with my copious amounts of yap

—

“it’s for the better,” paige says, for the third time. the first two times, she’d whispered it to herself, trying to make herself believe that it was true. now, she said it to nika, who had witnessed azzi’s erratic flight to and from paige’s place, and wanted to know what had happened.

“thats what she said? verbatim?” nika questions. that’s not the azzi she knows. the azzi she knows is the one that would fight, tooth and nail, to keep her and paige together. that, even if they were separated for years, decades, lifetimes, she would be determined to find her way back.

“yes, nika i told you it was crazy. i announce that im staying another year to play with the people i love and.. oh.” paige breathes out the last word, tucking her head into her hands as she realizes something.

“what, paige? why’d you say oh?” nika inquires.

“she thinks i should have left,” paige murmures, standing up. she begins to pace the room, speaking quickly to what seemed to be only herself, forgetting nika was even there.

“she must think that i’m wasting my career by staying here, she must think that it’s her fault and that she’s the one ‘ruining my career’ in her mind. typical azzi. she’s on a spiral right now, she’ll come down, probably. probably.” the last statement seems to bring paige back to reality, and tears start to well up in her eyes. she looks to nika, sniffling and asking, “how am i supposed to make her see that she’s not, and never will be a liability.

~

in another room on the same campus, yet somehow seeming miles away, azzi is alone in her room, curled up under her blanket that still smells like paige, in paige’s hoodie and paige’s sweatpants. she’s giving herself only tonight to grieve for what she killed, and then she’s going to try and move on. that’s what she keeps telling herself, to justify the way she’s sobbed on and off all night. she’s about to start another round when she hears a loud knocking on her door. grudgingly, she sits up and trudges out of her room, opening up the door.

“paige, what are you doing here?” azzi gasps, even though she knows full well why exactly paige has just knocked on her door a mere five hours after their breakup. 

“az, we’re still teammates. we have practice in two hours i don’t want you to ever think that you’re holding me back. i’m doing this because i love you, but also because im doing this for me.” paige says, her eyes glistening. azzi wants to take her back, right there. but she shouldn’t, she can’t. so instead, she says something she’s sure to regret.

“you know, paige, if you had just stayed healthy, this wouldn’t have been a problem.”

paige recoiled at azzi’s words, shocked at the harshness in her voice and the statements she made. in a moment of what she will eventually remember to be nothing but complete stupidity, she fires back.

“damn, i mean, if you hadn’t insisted on continuing to play after you fucked up your knee, you might’ve been able to figure it out instead of hurting it worse.”

“don’t do that, paige.” azzi says, her face going scarlet. “you do this when you get mad, hurt people’s feelings and don’t mean it.”

“i could say the same about you, azzi. we’ve played almost zero games together, and that’s the reason i wanted you here in the first place. it’s almost like i want to play basketball with my girlfriend, you know?” 

“ex girlfriend,” azzi corrects quickly. she slams her teeth together, trying to trap the words back into her throat. why did she need to correct her so quickly?

“so that’s what we’re playing at, then? we’re playing pretend? we’re gonna sit here and we’re gonna act like we haven’t lived in each other’s skins for five years? our families are best friends, azzi. we can’t lose all that because you got insecure”

and azzi doesn’t know how to answer that. she doesn’t have a rebuttal, doesn’t have a defense or a witness. it’s just her, her thoughts, and her now seemingly unexplainable reasoning to break up with paige. right now, really all she wants to do is fall into paige’s arms and cry until she feels better, because paige always makes it better. something tells her that paige might not want to hold her, right now, though. so instead, she takes a deep breath, firmly points towards her door, and demands, “out.”

ironically, if azzi had in fact just thrust herself it paige’s arms, they’d probably be reunited right now. but instead, paige is standing outside azzis apartment door, debating whether to speed home and put on her gym clothes and wait for azzi to leave for practice outside her door, or corner her after practice. corner her, paige thought, speed walking to her car and grinning.

[bookwor-mmm]

(bvz6 rant??🔥)

okay so I’m usually not impatient when it comes to waiting for the next episode of bvz but dude. IM SO CURIOUS ABOUT WHAT ALBUS IS GONNA DO AFTER FIGURING OUT THAT DEVLIN AND FAITH THINK HES STILL DEAD AFTER DRINKING WITH KARMOR. I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS ⁉️⁉️

like… is he going to say something to Karmor, Hipswitch, and/or Doc about it? I’d presume not since he’s a little secretive when it comes to Faith and Kerano.. and he seemed relatively calm (upset but in lowercase) (so just sad) at the end of the episode so I don’t think he’s gonna lash out or anything .

—BUT IMAGINE IF HE DOES OMG CRASHOUT OF THE CENTURY

but maybe he WILL say something because he probably won’t just leave it alone…. perchance..

anyway I don’t think he’ll do anything brash like immediately get back to springrock and yell at Karmor or something. I’m like…. 90% sure he’s aware that he was the one who made the conscious decision to use Karmor’s ability to get free alcohol knowing that there could be consequences.. so I don’t think he blames Karmor

BUT ‼️‼️‼️ bear with me guys bear with me… if I’m remembering correctly, gba confirmed a little bit ago that Mad Crow dictates what the consequences of Karmor’s changes are- and so far they’ve been things that i ASSUME are meant to kill Karmor (based on his dialogue during the duel, it’s clear he wants him dead but just can’t do it himself): Karmor’s bounty (which might have not been Mad Crow’s doing but you never know), the zombies, the (FUCKING 🗣️) sandworms, and now Crow decides to make Albus’s family forget he’s alive 🤨 but why

it appears like the consequences Crow cooks up are meant to cause Karmor harm (except with the red mystic drink change.. nothing really happened.. ig the red mystic is just chill like that idk), so why target Albus and his family? is he trying to pit him against Karmor so there’s bad blood between them or so that maybe Albus can take him out ? maybe the “I could split you in two without breaking a sweat” line gave him that idea. but again, I don’t think Albus blames Karmor so I don’t think that’ll work out for Mad Crow

ANYWAY IM JUST CURIOUS AS TO WHY MAD CROW DECIDED TO MAKE THAT THE CONSEQUENCE. don’t even get me started about what could be different about the ending of BW now that this change was made

how i felt typing this

[applepi0nes]

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

Demetrius Desmond fluff/SFW alphabet

A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K,

Demetrius Desmond X GN!reader

SFW

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

A - Attention (how much attention do they want in the relationship?)

Definitely no overly loud or big affection in the public. But he secretly keeps eye on you no matter what he's doing. He's studying while you're hanging around his room? He's keeping eye on you to make sure you aren't too bored. You pass each other in the canteen or in the hall? He's checking if you're not in a bad mood or with someone he would prefer you stayed away.

His attention is always on you when you're around, but you might not be his main focus most of the time.

B - Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

I'm sure it's definitely your face, he never forgets too watch your body language in general, but there is something more intimate and more concrete on watching your face and moves of your mimic muscles. No matter if you have stoic emotionless expression or you have no decorum.

One of his favorite part of your face are his eyes. Demetrius is smart and he is very good at biology more specifically, human anatomy. And one fact he never thought is false ever in his whole student life is that you cannot see or express emotions trough your eyes. Human body has tons of functions how to express one's emotion, but eye does not fall into this category. But after meeting you Demetrius had doubts more than once about this fact since your eyes could show him so many emotions no matter of your outside.

C - Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

Yeah, no. I don't think Demetrius would be comfortable with any touch and if, it would take a long time... but let's be a bit delusional here. At the start i think he would really like just laying next to each other and hold hands. Holding Hands would turn into your shoulders touching too and eventually turn into cuddling. Im not sure about the big and small spoon things, but he would like to burry his face into you and feel very relaxed and peaceful. Hair, chest, tummy, shoulder doesn't matter, all is perfect.

D - Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

I already did my rant about this in my previous post but I'll make it short.

Public dates aren't really possible but there is a lot of things to do inside too, right? I was mostly thinking about hanging out in his room, but if you two decided to be more adventurous then cooking would be definitely it. No matter if you can't cook or it's your hobby. (Also eating it afterwards ofc)

E - Equal (do they prefer to be more in control or laid-back in the relationship?)

Demetrius doesn't really have control about nothing in his life, so maybe it would reflect in your realitionship sometimes. Sometimes nudging him or making your time spent together is your job. And Demetrius is more the stricter one sometimes, but since it's definitely his first reality and he trusts, he has no problem giving in or meeting you in the middle.

F - Forgiving (If they had a fight with their partner(s), how would they apologize? Or would they be petty about it?)

This might be personal but he holdes grudges. On everyone's life he does. But YOU will never know about them. Yes he will remember the fact that you spilling your drink on his homework on rainy afternoon till his last day. But he will also remember the pretty clothes you wore for him and how apologetic and guilty you felt afterwards.

He doesn't have problem with forgiving if he knows that you didn't mean any bad. If you two had a disagreement then he's never gonna admit that he's wrong. He will apologize, but sometimes it doesn't really feel very honest. (He was being honest btw)

,,I'm sorry that my opinion about your ways of doing your homework made you mad, but I didn't want you to fail cuz of your incapability to plan your work properly. "

G - Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

If you give him a good argument about why you want/need something, you're getting it in a span of seconds.

You want an overpriced designer shoes you wished since you were a kid? You're getting them since making your inner child happy is important (according to you), right?

I don't see him giving you gifts as a surprise, but if you ask him about giving you flowers sometimes, then he will. You just have to nudge him or ask him sometimes, because he doesn't get it yet.

H - Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

Yes, whenever he can. (Only when the two of you are alone) Doesn't matter if they're cold or warm, it's very romantic too him.

I- I love you (how fast would they say ‘i love you’?)

Okay now, if you say it then he probably has to do the same right? He has to answer "I love you too" right? No idea, he's clueless, but the second time you say it he says it back just to be polite. Eventually starts saying it when you're saying goodbye and later sometimes when you're alone.

J - Jealousy (what makes them jealous? what are they like when they’re jealous?)

No, he doesn't get why he should be jealous. You're gonna marry him in the future, so since you have chosen him willingly then you have no reason to cheat, right?

He doesn't really get the concept of cheating, let alone Jealousy. He might feel a bit sad if you're giving more attention to the people around you than him, but he knows that he isn't very romantic or shows his emotions so he just sucks it up.

K - Kisses (what are their kisses like? who kissed who first? where do they like to kiss you?how do they like to kiss you?)

You kissed him first, not so surprisingly. Wither cheek or forehead kiss. It later became a habit when you're saying goodbye (again) or meeting each other (alone). NO kisses in front of other people. You might ask him to give you a kiss after succeeding in one of your tests or understanding the theme he's teaching you. He doesn't really understand at first, but later he does it automatically.

Kiss on the lips? Why not? It just happened one day when you tried to give him peck on cheek, but he turned his head unknowingly.

Making out isn't unlocked yet, sorry guys.

(･ω･)つ ──────────── ⊂(･ω･)

This was supposed to be all in one post, but for some reason I wrote sm just for one letter so...

(English isn't ny first language and i haven't corrected the mistakes yet)

(･ω･)つ ──────────── ⊂(･ω･)

[n0t-evenhere]

I'm hungry for the second time this week ✂

1. What if MC bares their teeth at Ray for no reason

2. What if MC just touches Ray with their feet at night just to wake him up and stare deep into his soul

Ima bite that mans biceps its I want him😼

Talk about biting 3. what if MC just sits on top of the counter and tries to jump on Ray trying to bite him (I also did this today and almost died it knocked the black outta me)

4. What if MC just licked Ray outa no where ima say licked his ear or face just to make him uncomfortable because why not

5. What if MC walks up to Ray and does a little dance and runs away to their room

6. What if MC puts like long fake nails on Ray with nail glue and nail glue will rip the SOUL out of you like bro my finger is gone because of nail glue

7. What if MC flicked Ray on his nose or four head because he's to close and hides under the bed saying "to close to close" I also happened to do this today my life is a movie 👹

8. If MC mixes laxatives into Rays morning to afternoon coffee would Ray be mad on the toilet

9. If MC runs up to Ray and plucks a hair off of his head and eye brow if Ray let's them and runs away what would he do

10. If MC just had to have back shots just as Ray gets home from work and Im talking still in suit just going in there (I talk bout in itttt IYKYK) what would he do

11. If MC bites Rays biceps and licked rays abs and I'm talking about holding him down just to get a few bites and licks in likkkeee what would he do

Sorry so much or so long I'm really hungry take your time ✂✂✂✂

Hola frien,

1. Baring teeth at Ray, I think he wouldn’t be surprised by it, especially if it’s something he’s seen before. At first he’s just like, “what?” But after that he’s just like, okay. Whatever. Doesn’t even blink. Unbothered. Man does not care. 😂

2. I just can imagine it, suddenly feeling a foot on his face, wakes up groggily slapping it away, he knows it’s you but he’s just like mad. He’s cranky when tired. You wake him up with the feet just to look at him. “Hello.” He frowns. “Look at me all you want. Let me sleep.” He’s a little mad but he’d just go back under the covers huffy 😂 like. “Leave me be you needy brat.”

3 & 7. Ya know, a side note, you remind me of a cat or feral raccoon. You bite when needy, you crave attention but also don’t want it at the same time. Some cats even wait to pounce. Anyway, sound funny but I also hope you didn’t get too hurt. 😂 Ray can definitely hear your heart beat so he knows you’re there. He may let you pounce but he also may but use his telekinetic ability to pause you mid jump. Take the worst picture known to man for safe keeping, maybe even blackmail. Just imagine he has a picture of you, arms out in front of you mid leap, legs behind you, mouth open, nose scrunched. A picture safely in his phone. Like I said, you remind me of a cat, he’ll just let you go until you come crawling back for attention.

4. He might jolt a little at the contact before looking at you with a blush on his cheeks.

MC: *wraps arms around his neck, now he’s locked in place.* “Hiiiii baby.”

*reaches up hand and pats head.* “hi sweetheart.”

MC: *licks his ear with an obnoxious sound.*

“Yipe!” *Leaps out of your arms.* “Hey! What was that about?!” *face burning hot.*

MC: *shrugs* “I don’t know. Did you like.”

*in absolute bewilderment.*

5. Doing a little dance before just leaving the room?! He’ll like it, think it’s cute. Walk in do a little FF7 cloud strife wiggle turn run away cutely. However, imagine going and doing it but doing a different dance every time. It’s happens randomly but it’s much appreciated. He’d find it adorable. He’d probably laugh sometimes too. So sweet!

6. im not gonna lie, that’s a no go. He would be stressing, how is he supposed to work and get his suit on and everything if he has these nails! Totally forgetting he has powers that can do that for him. 😂 man can’t function, he can’t pull up his pants no less button them, man can barely remember how to hold things with them on. Honestly; pain is nothing to him. He’d take them off even if it hurt. Either that or chew them short. Man foragers how to live wearing them.

8. Yeaaaaa, he’ll definitely be mad, but part of me wonders if his body wouldn’t react to it, he’s impervious to poison, and in my mind he can’t get drunk either. He’s just, can’t. So it makes we wonder when it comes to medicine and things like that, including laxatives if he’s not affected by that. Meaning if he even gets sick, if he has allergies he’d suffer.

9. The same as usual when you do odd things, look at you like

10. Man is always down, even if it’s not right this second, he’s down. If he’s tired, give him an hour, Power Nap then right to it. Suit oh, no problem, he’ll take you here and now since you asked so Nicely.

11. Girl, some of the thought I have on this are…NOT appropriate 😂 let me give you something for reference. Look up r5wood, scroll to there second post, look at picture four I believe. THAT my dear is what you will get. That is the most clam and collected way I can answer this question. 😂

[thoughtsforsoob]

you’re frustrated because you’re struggling to learn Korean - txt

a/n: hello! I thought this post would be a little relatable bc I’m struggling rn with Japanese (but not bc of a man 😋). So much kanji to remember and so many words that they just all mush together. I love the language but it is testing my patience and my memory rn :( please enjoy this and lemme know if y’all speak other languages :) it’s cool to know im not the only one struggling with a trilingual brain🥰 requests are open as usual (no pics belong to me! Found on Pinterest)

yeonjun

It was actually his idea to teach you Korean, starting with basic stuff such as phrases at the convenience store and at coffee shops. He knew it would help when you had to go out places on your own. You’re on the phone with him after he’s hyped you up and refreshed some phrases for ordering coffee. You finally are up to order and while your pronunciation has been good, you mispronounce a word and your face goes red. You apologize to the cashier who was very understanding and helped you say the word correctly. You paid and thanked them for their kindness. Yeonjun heart could burst at how the cashier was patient with you and how you tried your best and finally said the word right. “Oh my goodness! You did amazing! Next time you’re ordering coffee for the both of us.”

soobin

As the days went by, he could see your passion for learning his language was dwindling. You were struggling with your conjugation skills and he was just trying his best to help you learn and eventually practice. You both are sitting at the kitchen table, with your textbook in front of you (giving flashbacks to elementary math homework). He’s giving you example of conjugations your currently learning and how to used them. It’s starts to all mush up and you can’t figure it out or focus. You start to cry into your hands. He pulls you close to him, “don’t be sad. I promise that you’re gonna learn really soon. I believe in you.” That’s all it took for you to keep trying. He also promised he’d take you for a melona pop if you tried a few more conjugations (I love melona I’m so sorry 🤤…melon and banana are the best flavors not sorry)

beomgyu

homie is so serious and you get mad at him because of that. he’s teaching you silly phrases and on one occasion, he purposely teaches you the wrong phrase. So, you’re out at lunch with his members and you try the phrase on yeonjun and he looks so confused. “Did you just call me dumb?” Your face is furiously red and you run off, crying. Your frustration sets in. Why would be do this to me? He comes after you after giving you some time to cool down. “Baby? I’m so sorry. I didn’t think that would make you so upset. I promise I won’t do it anymore. We’re gonna get serious I swear.” He lures you out by telling you he’s gonna start teaching you from a really good Tex ok that was recommended to him. He also explains to yeonjun what happened and yeonjun gives him an earful as well, taking you side.

taehyun

he actually is a really good person to help teach you. He has the patience of a saint when teaching you grammar. If you’ve attempted Korean, you know how challenging grammar can be to understand. Let’s say you’re out at a restaurant and try to order your own food..you make a mistake and the waiter is looking at you like huh? You start to feel embarrassed but taehyun explains you’re still learning and has you try it again. When you get it right this time, he smiled and the waited smiled as well. The pride he feels when he can see your improvement is like no other. “You did such a good job, honey. Tell you what, how about we get some ice cream after? You deserve a little treat.”

huening kai

I feel like he’d be very empathetic and understanding towards your struggle. He speaks many languages too and understands how frustrating when something isn’t sticking or when you forget words or grammar. For example, you’re at home and you’re both working on vocabulary. you messed up a few words in a row and start to feel discouraged. His best tool to keep you motivated to learn was tell you he was proud of you. He would always encourage you the best he could, “you’re for this bub! I’m so proud of you! I’m gonna keep helping you until you’ve got this :)”

[kaceythecrunch]

RANT. (sturntok.)

Yall. Im so mad. Sturntok pisses me the fuck off to the point it isn't even funny anymore. This might be messy, so bare with me.

Tara. Why the fuck is everyone pressed about Tara hanging out with the triplet, specifically matt and Chris. Yall are acting as if it was only two of them, like they're on a date. They were with fucking I don't know, 8 other people? Like why does Sturntok care who they hangout with? Did you not learn from elementary school to mind your bees wax, or business? You're probably 15. They're literally 5 years older than you. There is no way, in any universe they're gonna date you girl. ALSO TO SHIT ON TARA?? LIKE GIRL. FIND SOMEONE ELSE TO SHIT ON CUZ HOMEGIRL DONT CARE. SHE DONT CARE. SHE IS STRIVING AND LIVING LIFE LIKE YOU SHOULD GIRL. Live life and don't care. You'll probably have a positive outcome. No cuz y'all know how Chris owns the Saturn necklace thing? Its vivienne underwood. It's less than 20 bucks on Amazon. Also when was the last time y'all saw Chris wearing that necklace girl. Also there's a post from like months, or I think a year ago of Tara wearing the same necklace. These fucking tiktok girls are so annoying. Like we get it, everyone wants to be Tara. (she's my gf.)

Podcast. I saw a bunch of btiches shit on the podcast. Like cmon. THEY ARE PRODUCING AN HOUR LONG VIDEO FOR YALL EVERY WEEK. Mfs are burnt out, you're lucky that they even produce content for you ungreatful hoes. Like lwk, I'd rather have them remove Wednesday videos. I remember when they first started their podcast that they were really excited to start and stuff. I also remember, I believe it was their earlier vlogs. When they were still living in Boston and they haven't like went to LA yet, they were talking about turning their basement into a podcast room. Like cmon. This is something they've been wanting to do and you hoes just don't appreciate anything. Like have y'all's mama's not been pissed at y'all for not appreciating her food. Live life positive and not negative tf. But ofc, I respect their decision.

Intro. Yall just love to shit on everyone. Ruining the party. Sturntok reminds me of the kids-the class "clowns" who would be so shitty to the teacher for no reason and would ruin fun things for everyone. Like guys, I think we should all as a community bully Sturntok. It requires a bit more bullying, just to knock some sense into their heads. Anyways, back to what I was ranting about. I loved their new intro. its a new era. A new them. Change. Is. Fucking. hard. I understand that you love the teens from Boston running around making fools of themselves. Me too, I shall admit it. But in order to get sponsorships, to get the little paring things. (For example, them sponsoring Celsius, even becoming the youtooz thing.) Like they gotta act more professional.

Change. This tied in with the last few things. CHANGE IS HARD. CHANGE IS A DIFFICULT THING. But how the fuck are you gonna live life, and enjoy life when your stuck on one thing forever. Change is needed for growth, and for learning. Like guys, THEYRE 20. I think that's something y'all forget. They aren't teenagers anymore. Its kinda like how when everyone went into middle school and started to not like kiddy things when you still liked kiddy things. When I was in middle school I still like to play with Legos, draw, watch anime. Until I hit 7th grade, aka everyone's downfall. I still enjoy some of those things today but I changed because people in middle school stopped like those things and its embarrassing (well for me at least) to show up in school with anime shirts cuz I'm getting older. Thats what they're feeling I guess. Again, theyre 20 now.

Crazy ass mfs. Crazy, as in them soft mf's on sturntok. Also what pisses me off more is that they're coming here on tumblr. Like no, I know your soft ass belongs on Wattpad bffr. I have a long rant about this one, so bare with me again. They are so so so so so SOOOOO sensitive about the "spicy edits." Sometimes the fucking video frame isn't even about something "spicy" aka- them being shirtless, video frame near their crotch. It was when there was a song about sex. How soft can you be. Most songs these days are about sex. Some songs y'all probably didn't know about was about sex. (cake by the ocean for example.) LIKE LETS ME FOR REAL. MOST SONGS ARE ABOUT SEX. Also with the tiktok audios being removed like cmon. Not everything is about sunshine and rainbows. I remember I commented on a Chris edit and I was like.

"I need this man in my life. He's so hot."

"you're fucking gross. He's a human being and do you know how grossed out he would be if he saw that you said this? (bullshitbullshit,morebullshitandstupidness.)"

Yeah, keeping fucking running your mouth. THIS TIKTOK HAS LIKE 4K VIEWS. DO YOU WANNA KNOW HOW MUCH FUCKING FOLLOWERS THE TRIPLETS HAVE? YEAH. THAT'S NOT EVEN A QUARTER OF WHAT THEY HAVE. THIS VIDEO HAS 1K COMMENTS. ARE THEY FUCKING HUNTING ME DOWN?? MY COMMENT HAS 3 LIKES. WHY WOULD THEY CARE TO FUCKING CHECK GIRL. ITS ALSO TELLING THE FUCKING PERSON WHO EDITED THIS THAT THIS EDIT WAS FIRE AND THAT THEY MADE THE EDIT HELLA GOOD. UR FUCKING LUCKY I KEPT MY ANGER TO MYSELF CUZ OH GIRL. I WOULD SUCKER PUNCH YOU. You know whats also funny? They're the same people who will be pissed with when they see matt or Chris with a female. Like girl. You're calling me fucking gross? Do you think how much more worse that is than my comment? You ruin friendships. OG sturniolo fans know that they've been friends with girls. If you genuinely care, yall would know that nick made most of matt and chris' friends. Meaning most of them were females. SO OBVIOUSLY THEYRE GONNA HAVE GIRL FRIENDS. I remember watching the Zach sang pod when nick was on and he explained that matt usually doesn't make the friends. Theres a joke where matt says "I'm gonna make a friend that wasn't originally nick's friends." smth like that. Anyways, off topic. Just because they are seen with a girl, doesn't mean they are fucking dating them. Like shut the fuck up. please. Respectfully shut the fuck because I'm a nice person. Also Chris gives off major virgin vibes lets bffr.

Madi. Yall hate so bad on Madi and its fucking grossing me out. Why do you have to ship her with matt and chris??? Literally to the point they can't even put her in photo dumps or videos. You just gotta ruin it for everyone, huh? shes fucking gorgeous, and she's so funny in videos. Plus, when she does talk shes hillarious. She literally reminds me of Matt. She doesn't fucking talk much because she is more of a listener.. Like guys bffr. How can you hate her when she barley spoke in videos. Like respectfully, shut the fuck up. Yall just jealous shes pretty.

Calling Nick fine. I also hate them mfs who are always running their mouth about girls calling Nick fine. Lets bffr. Y'all didn't think a gay guy is fine? I'm sure you've had a crush on one gay person before. And if you haven't trust me. You will. I had a crush on my gay friend in 8th grade. I feel like its a canon even in every girl's life. anyways, I hate when girls will be scared to call nick hot.

"Nick is so fine. But like as a cool guy friend way. Please don't attack me."

POOR GIRL BELIEVES SHE IS GONNA BE ATTACKED IF SHE CALLS A GAY MAN FINE. Sturntok leave her the fuck alone. He's hot as fucking and I will kill civilians if I'm not given more nick edits. He's so fine. Literally the hottest triplet.

If u made it here thanks. There was shit on my chest that I really needed to let out. What have we learned today?

Sturntok can suck my fucking dick.

Thanks goodbye.

Me to Sturntok :

[cakepoppresent]

Don't Worry About A Thing

Winterfest is gonna be so much fun!

Previous - Next

Transcript under the cut~

[Luna]: I’m sorry! I was dealing with a lot. You won’t stay mad at me right?

[Daisuke]: It’s been a while Luna. I don’t like when you don’t answer my calls or texts

[Daisuke]: I can never stay mad at you

[Daisuke]: But I did see what has been said about you and your family online. I'm upset you had to deal with that alone

[Luna]: Don’t be! You’re a busy man how can I bother you with something so silly

[Daisuke]: That’s not the point sweetheart and Im never to busy when it comes to you

[Luna]: Speaking of being busy. It was so surprising when my lawyers finally got around to sending out cease and desist letters when they noticed the articles had been removed and I was getting a slew of apologies. Even Chantel Williams herself

[Daisuke]: I think they probably realized that it would be better for everyone involved if they admitted their mistakes and reflected on them. Yes?

[Luna]: You are wonderful has anyone ever told you that?

[Daisuke]: They do but I like hearing it from you. You should praise me more

[Luna]: Haha that's enough praise from me

[Luna]: What question?

[Daisuke]: You never answered my question from before.

[Daisuke]: I want you to spend Winterfest and New Years with me in Mt. Korembi and meet my family

[Luna]: oh...right I remember that

[Daisuke]: Are you not willing?

[Daisuke]: I understand. If you are concerned about his well-being I would love to also have him spend the holidays with us

[Luna]: I am willing! It’s just...I finally made up with Malcolm and we finally agreed to talk to Andre together. I feel like the fallout between the two of them will be intense and I don’t know if I can leave them like that

[Luna]: Really?

[Daisuke]: Of course. It’s clear he means a lot to you and I would like to extend the invitation personally.

[Luna]: Oh my...I don’t know how he will take that. He’s very sensitive

[Luna]: You really mean that?

[Daisuke]: I assure you I dealt with my fair share of prickly and sensitive sims. Speaking with your brother won't be an issue

[Daisuke]: Of course. It's important to me and it's a good chance to finally meet your brother

[Luna]: Then yes! I’d love to! This is going to be so much fun!

[Daisuke]: Yes. It will be. Don’t worry about Malcolm. I’ll arrange everything

[Luna]: What a man you are! You’re amazing!

[Daisuke]: More praise

[Luna]: You get all the praise!!

[Daisuke]: I’d do anything for you Luna. Don’t ever forget that

[Luna]: I mean it Daisuke. You have no idea how much this means to me, my brother is very important to me. These past few weeks have been hard and I think this will be a good break for him

[Luna]: I won’t

[Daisuke]: Good. Now come here

[Daisuke]: Don’t worry about a single thing

[Luna]: Okay~

[pumpkinsy0]

hcs for the two idiots (papercut, if it wasnt obvious) getting into trouble all around town and making everyone in tulsa dream about the day those two LEAVE?

maybe they even get in a lil police trouble together too and darry nearly goes insane, i dunno lets see where the wind takes us!

srry im getting to this SO late, but i heard two idiots and already knew,,,,,its ok,,,

•wouldnt surprise me if curly had a map of town where he marks places hes got in trouble, he has different marks for him being alone vs w pony (if ur wondering blue marker for himself, teal marker for him and pony cause blue + green is teal. no he didnt think ahead of that, he doesnt even know that it equals teal he just found the marker on the ground at school)

•now to b fairrrrr, most of the time its not like he looks at the map n is like “wow we havent been there before lets go cause some shit mwahahahahaha” its just that they remember they have free will 😭

•theyll remember they have free will, BUT PROBLEM IS they completely forget that disrupting the peace is illegal, its like their minds pushed out that one fact to make way for that one thing, their brain def has space limits

•not a lot of ppl outside of their neighborhood actually know their names so if ppl wanna talk about them theyre just referred to as “the same guys who _____”. they know what they look like but if u think theyre out there searching for em??? ur HIGH, they wanna avoid em

•u know those pics in front of stores where like, they have the picture of the ppl who steal and in big bold letters just above it w the word “THIEF” above it?? yea pony’s in a few of em and he dreads the day that darry finds out about it bc he KNOWS darry will,,,eventually,,,

•pony and curly have agreed to at least TRY and never repeat an outfit. not bc theyre showing off but bc if they do chances r someone will notice them and turn em in, they joke that theyre “in disguise” knowing damn well they rlly arent

•theres been multiple times where ponys been nearly arrested w curly but theyve either outran the cops or curly to the fall for him to protect him (pony owes him a LOT) ponys also gotten curly outta trouble he hates making curly take the blame, when that happens tho they start arguing in front of the cop. it works out cause the cop thinks its a lil funny and just lets them go

•ONE TIME THOUGH they werent lucky, curly took pony over to this huge greaser party but someone called the cops and they started running, pony tripped climbing down on something, and curly went back for him, they tried hiding but this cop was on their tail and spotted em, even curly couldnt charm his way outta that one this isnt a cop hes seen before </333

•they totally flipped a coin on who was gonna call their brother and break the news, pony started off the phone call w the swiftest “before u get mad at me, listen to me please”. he came back to that cell, sat down and put his head in his hands and curly thought shit was soooo funny but pony felt like throwing UP

•darry tried calling tim but he was nowhere to b found so for the time being, darry had to take care of the both of em so he naturally scolded both of em. curly wasnt listening at all however let that b known, that guy did the whole yap yap yap thing w his hand. darry didnt tell tim cause he already had to deal w pony

•darry says curly owes him money for bailing him out too. curlys not paying it bc TECHNICALLY he didnt ask for him to do that, this will b a years long argument

[aki-anikk]

Hello! I didn't expect people to enjoy or even read the first part so the feeback was pretty suprising.

I hope this one will live up to the previous part :)

(and again if there is something wrong in it then please let me know!)

People who wanted a second part:

@im-a-killer-queen , @tabloid-junki3

Tw: angst, Simon is a depressed fella

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Simon was always a quiet person, whenever it was his personality or defence mechanism against the world... He would never tell anyone.

As always, after school he prepared himself to see your face, again. To look at you and walk away, he didn't want you to keep hoping for something that would never happend. He wasn't cruel.

But... You never came again.

It passed one day, he thought that maybe you're mad at him. But you will come back.

It passed a week, maybe you got sick. But you will come back.

It passed a month, he didn't know what the hell could happend to keep you away for so long. But you will come-

"..."

It finally hit him. You're not coming back.

That's what he wanted, right? Well he finally got it.

"..."

For some reason there was a heavy lump in his throat, but he pushed that feeling away. Just like he always does it. He didn't know how, and neither wanted to deal with those emotions.

Even if one day he would break. He didn't care.

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How much time has passed? He didn't know, maybe 5 years, maybe 10, maybe even more. Not like he counted. And not like the reason for him not counting time was that whenever he thought about it, he felt like he would throw up.

He didn't realise it as a kid, he couldn't know what would happend to him in life.

He didn't expect his family to be gone forever, he didn't expect feeling so... Empty.

Sure, he joined the military. He had companions and even friends but... There was no one who looked at him the same way you did.

He caught himself many time going back to you in his mind. Whenever he felt like he didn't deserve to live, he remembered those soft, affectionate eyes. You wouldn't want him to end it all, right?

And then he would frown involuntary. He had no right to be so selfish. He pushed you away, hurt you and finally made you leave. Maybe you really hated him? That thought made his stomach turn again.

But again, he pushed it aside like every emotion. Even if he called himself selfish and tried to not think of you, he silently begged that he would never forget your face. He couldn't lose another person.

The work went like always, days blurred into one and he just complied to every order. It was easier to deal with all that pain when he didn't have to face it. When he got his mind busy with work.

One day he got hurt, not a big deal. He was never the one to go to hospitals as the wounds would 'heal on their own' while leaving a nasty scar. But he didn't care about it. He stopped caring about his looks a long time ago, because who would want to be with a bloody monster?

He had to be practicaly dragged by Soap to the nearest hospital. He said something along the lines-

"It's gonna be a quick job LT"

Or at least that's what he took out of it, it was sometimes hard to understand his damn accent. But he just finally agreed.

He sat on the bed as some nurse told him to, he didn't even look at her. He could feel the weird look she gave him when he didn't take off the mask. Not like he cared... Or felt like he had the right to care.

There were few people walking through, and he just waited, unmoving, like a statue. For a moment he thought about leaving, but then someone came up to him. Great.

The person seemed to be a doctor, as they sounded pretty professional, but he didn't look up. He only did when there was one sentence repeated over and over again like a broken radio.

"Are you okay sir?"

He finally looked up and just froze.

Was his mind playing tricks on him? Has he finally lost it? He saw a face, a too familiar one. One that always looked at him with adoration but now was filled with worry.

It was you.

It was... You.

At the realisation who it was, he felt every little mistake crash on him, every fiber of his body screamed and every piece of his broken heart was begging to speak. Anything.

But he didn't, of course he didn't.

He just let out a confirming huff, like if he was annoyed.

He hated it, but he couldn't stop. He wanted to apologize, do anything and everything.

But he just watched you in silence as you checked his pulse and talked to him. Oh that voice, it got a bit deeper but it still had that softness to it. He listened every word hoping that it would never leave his memory. That something-

But then you nodded at the nurse and walked to another patient.

Right.

You didn't recognize him. He had a mask.

How stupid.

Just a moment ago you looked at him with care, just like all of those years ago. But then those gentle eyes left him. They now were turned onto another patient. Your smile wasn't only for him to see.

He realised that.. he was no one special to you anymore.

It hurted. Why? He pushed you away. That's what he wanted.

But once you finally left, he missed you.

He missed the way you followed him like a pup, he missed how you tried to make him smile, even if as a kid he didn't appriciate it.

And even worse, he missed those loving eyes.

He needed them.

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He didn't know why, maybe he knew but also didn't want to admit.

But he kept searching anything about you. He searched where you worked before, to what university you went to. He checked everything, but it still didn't feel enough.

He hated those feeling, you were right there just an arm away but still out of his reach. No matter how much he tried to lift his hand towards you, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

So he just let you live your comfortable life that you created for yourself, sometimes watching you work, but nothing more. There was no place for him in your life anymore.

It was until he was injurned, heavly. There wasn't much he could complain about as he was barely concious as he was rushed to the surgery room. The white hospital lights flashed into his eyes like if someone was making a cruel joke on him.

A lamp, light.

No lamp, no light

A lamp, light.

And again and again and again.

As if he already saw the light that everyone talked about when they were near death. The white light to heveanly gates that each lack of the lamp were taken away from him.

He neither did deserve heaven or even death.

He felt a cold table under him, he struggled to move, he struggled to fight when he felt someone's hand on his mask.

His eyes opened wide open, trying to push it away. But he stopped once he saw you. You, who were desperately trying to take off his mask, for what would come next.

He let go, his fate was already sealed.

Nothing he could do.

Once he felt the air hit his face, he saw your expression. He didn't blink even once, just to see every flashing emotion that was going through your face.

There was shock, worry and then so much despair. You couldn't help it, couldn't help how your face almost grimaced in pain, like if someone was stabbing your heart over and over again.

That hurt, but not only your heart.

He finally closed his eyes as he felt like he had died. Again.

He thought he had found something to make him want to live, it wouldn't matter that you didn't know. He would watch you in silence, but now you knew the truth, knew who he was. And you hated him.

He wished he didn't wouldn't make through this surgery.

After many hours they were slowly finishing the surgery, but Simon didn't feel alive. He was mouring the death of his heart.

You hated him, there was nothing he could do.

These words spinned in his head like vultures that waited to dig into his skin.

They hate me.

They hate me.

They hate me-

"I'm sorry."

"..."

What?

Simon once again opened his eyes, you were still there, but didn't look at him. Maybe you couldn't bear to look at his face. Maybe he overheard it.

But your eyes were glossy, hurt.

He didn't know, of course he couldn't know. Through all those years you wondered if he understood your sign of love, that you so desperately tried to kept alive.

You didn't hate him, you never could. You felt so much pain because you felt like you betrayed him. He didn't want to see you, and there you were. You felt like you broke some sacred secret, and all you could do was to apologize.

He understood that... You don't hate him.

How can you not hate him? He caused you so much pain, said so many hurtful words. But you stood there like if you were about to cry because you intupted the way he told you to love him. Like if you were the one who did something wrong.

He should have never said it. He never thought you would really do it.

He wanted to speak up, explain himself, but he couldn't speak. Maybe because of the injuries or maybe out of fear.

Soon he watched you walk out. Again leaving his life. He again let you leave.

No. He couldn't allow it.

Not this time.

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It passed two weeks- no. Maybe a month? You didn't know. You couldn't really focus on anything as the days started to blur behind your tears, tears that threathened to flood the world.

You felt just like the day when Simon stomped on the boquet you gave him. It hurt so much. You thought you healed, yet every little scar was opening again and felt even deeper than before.

You were so lost that you didn't hear the doorbell rang. The person was persistent, ringing and then knocking loudly which caused you to jump slightly.

A sigh left your lips, right. Your landlord? He was probably annoyed that you didn't pay yet.

You got up and went to the door, everything felt heavy, the dark room overwhelmed any light of hope.

And you opened the door.

"..."

There was Simon. The Man was looking at you as suprised as you were, as if he didn't try to get your attention for good five minutes.

His lips opened few times and immidietly closed again, he wanted to say so much, but also couldn't say anything. He had planned what he would tell you, what words he would use. But everything crubled when he saw you and your shocked face.

He cleared his throat and just pulled a boquet from behind his back.

It was just like the ones you always tried to give him. It was carefully picked, with smiliar colors to the ones from the past.

He was nervous, he didn't remember the last time he was so nervous. He felt his hands become wet and he subconciously fixed his collar as if trying to get more air. He even forgot to breath as he glanced into your eyes, not brave enough to fully look into yours.

And what did you do?

What else could you do, but to finally hug the man that you wanted to love for years?

For a moment Simon stood there sttuned as he quickly extended his hand that held the flowers so you wouldn't crush them, and then without any hesitation hugged you thightly with his other arm.

A loud, relieved and a slightly shaky breath left his lips. You really didn't hate him, something he was afraid of, to the last second.

You accepted the flowers that he carefully picked, the total opposite to what happend when you two were kids.

You didn't crush them, you accepted them as you both finally grew up to care for the feelings between you.

"Stay with me."

These were Simon's words, he gave you another way to show your love for him, so what else could you do but to accept and stay with him?

[savannahsdeath]

SOCCER!ELLIE X CHEERLEADER!READER

PART 5FIVE aka; the epilogue

part 4four

warnings: minors safe !!🩷

writers note: finally the end ugh.. im not gonna lie, i hate how the whole 'series' (its too short to be called a series, but wtv) turned out, so im glad to finish it. though, im looking forward to make another fic with actual plot and not just smut, tho an abby one (i already have the epilogue written and im so so excited🤭)

you felt stupid. stupid, but mostly hurt. you couldn't understand why a small part of you wanted to believe that vi did nothing wrong. that small part of you wanted to end all of this, get on good terms with vi and be with ellie.

although, you weren't hurt by cheating itself. after all, you thought that's what happened for the past months, so you were already mentally prepared for that.

whatever.

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you and ellie went through all the usual motions of a happy couple together, though not as an official couple yet. you spent time with each other and your friends, and you slowly forgot about the past and all the drama you had experienced.

you didn't forget about vi, though. you still felt guilty about the way you let her manipulate you like that. you could still hear her voice in your mind, telling you love isn't something you both have and, probably, never had.

you decided she shouldn't be a part of your life anymore, and you did your best to avoid her. she didn't know that you know, though it was obvious, since the rumours continued. you just didn't care anymore. not about her, at least.

ellie didn't speak much about the past, and you didn't either, because you felt like you didn't need to. the past was the past, and now you were looking forward to your future together.

you started thinking less and less about vi, soon managing to get her out of your mind for the whole day. not much, but after what happened, it was a big success. she was no longer a part of your life. ellie was, and that's all that mattered to you now.

you spent more and more time with her. you got to know her team better, returning the favor by taking her to your friend group's meeting.

you told luccy, your best friend, about the whole situation. it took you a good few hours to explain everything.

luccy listened to your entire story, impressed by the twists and turns it took. you could tell she was almost as surprised as you, her eyes widening with each sentence.

"well, no wonder you were so confused," she said politely, "but at least you have ellie now, and you seem happy together." she paused for a moment, before asking; "do you miss vi at all?"

you sighed and closed your eyes, imagining every good moment with her and comparing it to the happiness ellie brought you.

it was almost impossible to answer your friend's question.

on one hand, you had had great moments with vi, and you could even admit that you loved her.

and then there's ellie - which made you remember that your ex wasn't there for you when you needed it.

"no, i don't think so." you replied, ashamedly looking down. "ellie makes me feel like i never even truly loved vi."

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i want to add some 'last words' about this fic, especially this part. a lot of you guys will probably be mad at me for not taking any revenge. but you, as the reader, have to understand that its not that easy. after being so hurt, after hearing so many lies, all you wanted was a normal relationship. a stable, honest and calm one. the one you got with ellie. you knew getting revenge would only complicate things - you probably wont be able to forget her at all once youd put salt on the wounds all over again. just the fact that she has to see you happy with ellie, while shes left alone, is enough. thanks to everyone who supported the series<3

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[royakahoshiart]

Gonna be ranting about the way harassment is talked about so leniently in tbhk.

That part where Tsukasa kissed Nene makes me so mad because we didn't get to even see Nene's genuine reactions, she only thought manwha type stuff it's so annoying.

Let's also talk about Hanako he's also harassed people constantly.

Looking up Nene's skirt, throwing Kou to the ground numerous times, never respecting boundaries even when told to.

I feel like I should add how both Aida and Iro are guilty of this in most of their stories actually.

Sure it's a popular thing in Japan to treat it as a joke but that's exactly why so many horrible shit heads can get away with harassment.

Oh god let's not forget the scene everyone on twitter and tik tok hates.

Chapter 69 during the aoiaoi fight, I will always defend it to my heart forever and ever but I acknowledge that the way Akane was touching her was kinda weird that's why I struggled to read it at first. The kiss at the end was consensual but holding her in place, and we whatever that panel of him was I don't wanna think about it was definitely not consensual.

I don't like how it's treated. I don't care that it's a comedy sometimes or that a shounen trope like this are common, both writer and artist are women I'd expect them to try and treat it with a little more care.

I've seen how most Japanese readers don't really address the bad things of the manga or maybe they just don't notice and I don't think that's good at all.

So many characters have done weird things I'm just picking who didn't, mitsuba and the adults seem to be the only ones who haven't harassed anyone really, even then they have faults.

Even Kou , he tied up Mitsuba it kinda pisses me off for no reason. Maybe im just petty but I knows it's supposed to be comedy, I still laugh at that thing but it's still weird how Kou tied him up in the first place and had no objections by Mitsuba at first maybe I'm thinking too hard about it.

I despise that part where Hanako enters Nene's body. Not consensual, plus using her as a way to get away with things.

People see it like a funny moment but it's still sexual harassment and harassment in general I hate is so much. The fact that he commented on Aoi's breast size makes me even more mad because he touched it wanting or not, and decided to say it even making fun of her.

Plus Nene was obviously uncomfortable with it I'm not sure how she was able to look at Aoi ever again.

Also poor Kou???? He's a poor 14 year old boy Hanako does not need to do that with Nene's body I feel so bad for both Kou and Nene. Kou wanted to do something about it but he couldn't even dare to look at the scene Kou Minamoto they could never make me hate you.

English translation fucked it up a bit , they made him comment on the occurrence saying "seductive" but what i think is more fit is "embarassing". AUGHHH tbhk stop putting your main characters in weird scenes challenge failed.

The image in the first volume of Nene being naked errr it's censored yes but weird. We could've had just hanako talking about it but we didn't need an artist rendition. Someone made an edit of that panel making her covered parts visible and it disgusts me like it would for other people too.

Talking so freely about wanting to see her naked is very weird from Hanako's part I don't exactly know if it does count as sexual harassment but for me it is.

I think we forget Sumire tried to erffghnb with Hakubo and I like that all she got was a headbutt. Oh oh and well Hakubo's kiss was uncalled for but her slap was even more.

The scene where she gets eaten goes down easier if you remember she was completely fine with it, both of them where okay with it happening (i still struggle reading that part 😓) so it's not really that bad.