#I'm glad I had to make two posts cause she had such great lines this ep

[notsosecretlyalesbian]

"Oh, so it's about money? 'Cause I can stretch a budget like a big headed baby stretches a…"

Lisa Ann Walter as Melissa Schemmenti in Abbott Elementary | 02×04: Principal’s Office (1/2)

[biirbi]

Dndads season 2 expectations :3

Frankly I do not really know how tumblr works; just posting this to keep track of it! I just finished season 1 of dungeons and daddies a bit ago and am starting the next one soon! Here are my current thoughts/expectations:

ummummmm honestly I have no clue what's going to happen in S2- I know the premise is the doodler has returned, but besides them trying to defeat it probably, no idea. I'm excited to hopefullyy see some of my favorite s1 characters again (I am pretty much exclusively talking about Erin and Scam)! If willy shows up again im going to leave. forever. he doesn't get to be an antag for two seasons.

AND ALSO IM GONNA BE. VERY UPSET IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO THE STAMPLERS. I know scary isn't a stampler technically but I'll still refer to them all as that. but I care them so hard im gonna be so mad. all in all I just want the stamplers to be ok. and scam and erin. Also speaking of erin I hope vince dies she deserves someone with more dimensions (me)

The kids as dads!:

Honestly, I love all the kids- I cannot see them being that bad of parents (but apparently I'll find out soon!)

Adulthood clearly fucks them up SOMEHOW bc idk how they could be so awful but Sparrow (My favorite kid as of now :3) would probably just be. kinda like henry but I still think different? Like Henry is probably more protective than I imagine sparrow would be; aloof (p.s. I had a different idea of what aloof meant but I can't think of a different word so. oh well just use your imagination LMFAO) though he still is very loving! And does his best to sprinkle in life lessons even if they're not. that great. Like I'd think the worst he could fuck up his kid is not really teach him any particularly valuable life skills

Terry Jr! I love him, I'm very glad he and Ron are doing well as of now. I think he's a great kid that would make a great step-dad, especially considering the fact he knows what it's like to 1: lose his dad and 2: have an emotionally distant step-father. You'd THINK he wouldn't want a kid to also go through that but who knows I guess.

I love Grant too, and I know I've said this for all of them but honestly I have no clue what tf they do to him to possibly get him to be that bad of a dad. He was definitely traumatized by murdering that thing so I get him maybe like being emotionally distant. and like overbearing at the same time. but I wouldn't really call that being a poor parent,,,

Nicky uhhh. He confuses me I don't really know what he's like anymore since he was Glenn's kid. then Jodie's. now kinda both so honestly I've no real idea of what he's gonna be like but I still can't see him being that bad.

AND THAT REMINDS ME if hermie is presumably a grandkid of one of the preexisting s1 characters I can not figure out WHO tf might be the one that fucked him up that bad. I don't really know anything about him but it's soo obvious that he is Not gonna have a Good Time. I don't even know if he's a normal guy (normal hehe) or from the forgotten realms or>?????

Characters I'll probably get attached to

Honestly, as far as I can tell abt hermie (which I'm not really supposed to know about yet but whatever) he does seem like a character I will get attached to. And hopefully not empathize with cause that won't help. He just looks like he's designed to hold SO much trauma.

*slaps roof of hermie*

This baby can hold so much trauma in it.

I don't really have any clue abt him but. I can tell it probably won't go well for him! Also he kinda? ?? looks like an antag but also doesn't? Idk maybe an antag because of a forced hand, or more along the lines of an anti-hero? I've no idea.

Scary! She seems likeable in an. unlikeable edgy way. She's played by Beth so it can't be that hard to like her (Which I recently met someone who DOESN'T like beth!? He just hates to see a funny woman...), plus I'm a sucker for edgy emo characters. She's not actually related to ron but yknow terry's her step-dad and that's close enough.

Honestly I don't particularly take to very chipper and upbeat characters (which I'm just assuming Normal is, I could be wrong), so no clue if I'll like him. I at least probably won't dislike him as long as he's not annoying abt it.

And I have no clue what Taylor's gonna be like so really I can't say anything. He's kinda sorta related to Glenn? kinda????? and I didn't like Glenn very much at first, he did grow on me a little but idk- we'll see

I totally forgot to put lincoln in here. idk ANYTHING about him so uhh we'll see!

ermm I think I had something else to say but I forgot- I'm going to start dedicating the next 10 days while I'm by myself to probably binging all of s2. Uhhhh wish me luck!

[misoshio]

Skip to Loafer Anime Episode 1, Part 1 - Thoughts and more thoughts? (Part 2/3)

Here is Part 1 of my Part 1 LOL

NOTE: these posts do contain manga spoilers/ spoilers to episode 1 of the anime

6. Nao's Introduction

When I was looking at my side by side comparison with the anime to the manga, I was REALLY surprised to see that THIS was a difference. Where in the anime, Mitsumi says something along the lines of “Nao is my dad’s sibling”, I was really surprised that the manga translation introduces Nao as Mistumi’s dad’s younger “brother.” I’m really glad for this change, because character-wise it just makes SOOOOO much more sense that Mitsumi would use a gender-neutral term in her perspective that introduces Nao to all of us.

When I was looking at two translations that are up on mangadex, I noticed that one had brother italicized, while the other doesn’t HM. Not too sure which one is the official one, but the italicized brother does give a different meaning than the one that isn't!

I’m really curious as to what the original Japanese translates to in the intro of Nao, and would love a confirmation as to what the official english release translation of it was if anyone can send me any info in regards to that!

Edit as of: Fri, April 7, 2023~

The lovely Millie on discord has let me know that the official english release translation is true to Nao's identity! Millie has also provided me with a photo - thank you Millie :))) So that's awesome for me to see that Nao's intro really isn't a change from the manga to the anime.

I'm still curious as to what the Japanese official manga translation is/ what the dialogue actually translate to in the anime, cause I think that'd give me far more context as to how the intro of Nao is adapted in the anime being introduced as "Nao is my dad's sibling", so if anyone has any info on that, I'm all ears and would love to know :)

Edit as of Friday, May 12th, 2023

The wonderful @li-changge has kindly explained the original Japanese translation. Please refer to the replies in this post :)))

7. Cute and cuter! Animals are the best.

I just thought it was so cute how we can see more of Mistumi’s lock screen in the anime! Honestly, I completely missed this when reading the manga

8. More Cherry Blossoms - they're falling for me, and I'm falling for them even more than I already am!

More cherry blossom action, but what’s cool is in the anime, we actually see it in action - LOL I love seeing anime doing its anime thing, but that's too bad in my screenshot.. you don't see any of the anime thing, so this is your sign to watch the episode again

9. Huh? She's stuck to it.

I love how we get to hear the little “huh?” that Shima does! In the manga, it seems more so that Shima notices Mitsumi, with no spoken reaction!

Also, in this sequence of “girl stuck on the wall” we literally see a crowd part before we see MItsumi which i think only adds to the humour of this moment. Also, hearing the characters say these lines and how the voice actors have delivered them so freakin' well only makes the dialogue of Shima and Mukai even funnier HAHA

10. Sound Rolling, Camera Speeding, Me Laughing

These moments were SO great to me on all senses - sound, visuals, my stomach muscles moving so I could ha ha ha

First of all, whatever gurgling sound mitsumi is doing in this moment made me topple over LOL

and then the moment of reveal when mitsumi looks at shima for the first time with the sound effects? Also, the anime throughout has SUCH a great use of realism and when to really exaggerate the dramatics which only makes things all the more funnier - and this moment before mitsumi turns, then having that bg music hit and the visual background turn dark, and then close up of that eye  is one example of this anime’s great use of realism vs. heightened realism for effect 

11. This Mitsumi Face

We get to see more of droopy mitsumi face in the anime and i’m here for it! This chibi-guilty face rocks my world and i’m very happy we get to see it, as it’s not really clear in the manga

12. A little mix and match

This next moment, the anime and manga actually swapped/combined together some visuals from different moments and put them in one and the way they used it imo is really cool!

In the manga, mitsumi has this post-train ride reflection moment. For the first time, it happens right before she meets shima

and the anime plays each sequence out in its own scene.

Then later, after they got off the train and shima asks mitsumi if she wants to run to school, mitsumi’s has her post-train ride reflection a second time. In the manga, it looks like this:

but in the anime, we just stay on her face

i think what’s cool with this choice of using the different vignette scenes only during the very first post-train ride relfection - the being lost, being in the wave of people, etc. is that with the funny bg music, the added visuals only make it more funny.

Then by having her second reflection only focused on her face with no background music at all, really makes us feel like she’s reflecting on what happened in a different way, with more seriousness, and more gravity, and we can feel that through the simplicity of just looking at her, no sounds aside for her inner thoughts

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Link to Part 3/3

[sirjuggles]

Worm Reading - Part 3, Arc 3 Agitation

This naming convention seems a little repetitive but I assume at some point I'm going to post an update that doesn't coincide with the same Arc number and then I'll be glad I did it this way to keep track.

Notes I took along the way while reading Arc 3 (this one got long sorry):

I forgot to mention last time, but Rachel's dogs are all Good Puppers who listen to their momma and I hope nothing bad happens to them! (something bad will almost assuredly happen to them and I'm gonna be unhappy about it when it does)

I keep forgetting the Undersiders are just high school kids. Gah reading YA fiction is weird beyond a certain point, because I remember when I felt like "yeah it makes sense for kids this age to be having adventures" but now I'm at the point of like "When I was five years older than you I still lived with my parents and borrowed the car when I needed to go somewhere, you are a child what are you doing robbing banks??" (that's more an issue of lived experience on my part but still)

Taylor keeps talking about "oh this is just an undercover operation I'm not really a member of this team of villains" girl you are PLANNING A HEIST ROBBERY. You spoke to one of the big superheroes once and he was a little skeptical on how you looked like a bad guy. The Good Guys do not think you are a Good Guy, and nothing you have done would convince them convince them otherwise!

Ooh ok we get some info on the Protectorate Youth League. Aegis seems basic, though tough to deal with in a hand-to-hand fight. Clockblocker is MUCH more interesting, because I firmly believe any time shenanigans can be broken with the right application. Vista is a reality warper, and even worse a YOUNG reality warper, so the potential for horrifying power is there. Kid Win is a nerd on a flying skateboard, I hope he has dumb 90's catchphrases. I'm actually really curious about Gallant, he's got a relationship with Glory Girl who we already saw is not to be trifled with, plus emotion-manipulating blasts are a great story mechanic for adding chaos. Shadow Stalker VS. Grue nemesis showdown I am totally here for it! I already kinda don't like Brian so I hope she's super catty and causes him a ton of trouble.

Worldbuilding tidbit! Manton Effect! So most powers aren't able to affect living beings, unless it's a power that specifically affects living beings? That seems... arbitrary. That does remind me of a question I had earlier about Alec's power, and how delicate his control over it is. So far he doesn't seem interested in things like practice, but I wonder if given practice he could, say, control people's fingers with enough precision to make them type out a message? Or, more to the point, if he could send a nerve signal to send someone's heart into a lethal rhythm or trigger a seizure?

Have I mentioned I don't like Brian? It was implied that he's abusive towards Rachel, and beyond that he's just got an all-too-familiar energy of "I know you want me to like you" and he is smart enough to use it to manipulate the people around him. When Alec was training with him, Alec pointed out that the example Brian was referencing didn't happen the way he said it did, and he just brushed it off. He seems to be in the habit of reinterpreting events the way he wants them to be, in a way that is often referred to as gaslighting (though isn't technically in line with the original usage of that term).

Oh Taylor talking to her dad before going out for the night was heartbreaking. God this is so hard for both of them, but that conversation was actually kind of a step in the right direction? Shame it had to be brought about because it's actually a cover story for this whole new bunch of dangerous trust-violating stuff that's probably about to blow up in her face.

OH SNAP SHE'S MEETING ARMSMASTER I DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING

#ArmsmasterWasRight

Hm who are the two murderers on the team? I seem to remember Rachel basically blew up her foster home when she bailed, so that wouldn't surprise me. It could honestly be any of the other three... I think Lisa has the bloodthirsty streak but I don't think she's physical enough. I don't like Brian and I could see him killing someone in the dark. Honestly though I suspect it's Alec! He's been noted to have a sadistic streak about using his power, and we haven't actually seen him in action.

God Taylor's gotta come up with a better cape name than Bug. It's so bad.

Holy jeez I cannot overstate how horrific what she just did to Clockblocker is. Bugs under eyelids and in nose arghhhhh no no no no no.

Whole fight scene is great, I will refrain from commenting on every bit.

Yeah I definitely still love Tattletale. Her work on the GG sisters was beautiful.

Interlude 3 - Wards: Hahaha after all that chaos nice to see that the corporate heroes don't just get to brush off all the property damage they caused.

Huh. Aegis actually seems cooler than I thought. His power basically makes him an invincible punching bag, but he seems to do a pretty reasonable job of making leadership calls for the team and also brushing off holes in his lungs and detached retinas.

Hm. There's some of the stuff around the weight of obligation on Panacea that I was expecting. Yeah. That sucks and there's not a good answer.

I keep going back and forth on Gallant. I see him as sort of a Bruce Wayne rich handsome playboy who's also a superhero. Except he's ALSO got awesome emotion-reading powers. He was a little awkward with Panacea, but I can't decide if he's trying to flirt with her or just trying to be kind. Feels like he's got a bigger role to play here, but I'm not yet sure in what capacity.

Side note, I do sorta love the implication that there's this big fancy high school where all these superpowered kids go on the other side of town from what we've seen so far. I bet there's fanfic out there of the social scene drama that goes on at that school that we just don't see in Worm. What would life have been like if Taylor had been able to transfer over there to get away from her bullies? Might she have fallen in with the Wards? This all could have gone so different....

[m0rn1ngstar28]

Chibs x OC x Tig Part 1

So this is my first posting here. Started SOA over recently and fell back in love with these two. This will be a full story and each chapter will be a part. I'm not very fast at coming up with content so please be patient with me. Hope ya like it. It does have implications of smut but nothing too descriptive...yet.

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Paring: Chibs x Tala (OC)

Summary: Bobby's adopted daughter returns to Charming. The club will not be the same now that she's back. However, what will happen when something dark has followed her home. Will the club accept it or will they push her out due to it? *Smut in later parts*

The sound of the motorcycle’s engine roared down the street as it got closer to the mechanic shop Teller-Morrow. Pulling into the shop’s lot all eyes fell on the new rider. Parking as close to the office as possible the rider pulled off their helmet. Long, dark, loose curls, cascaded down the rider’s back. She turned towards the onlooking motorcycle club members. The secretary of the group jumped up and quickly made his way towards the new comer.

“Hey there ol’ man.” The new comer smiled, causing the rest of the club members to start their way over towards them.

In mock hurt, and some dramatic theatrics the man pulled the new comer into his arms. “Hey kid.” He placed a light kiss to their hair line. “How was the ride?”

“Long. But oh so enjoyable. Finally got this ol’ girl purring like a kitten under me.” The new comer smirked.

By this time the rest of the club had circled around the two. One specifically laughing at the crude comment just made.

“Who’s this Bobby?” A blonde male asked while looking in the new comer’s direction.

“This is-“

“I’m Tala.” She smiled as she reached a hand out to shake his.

“Jax.” He smiled back as he shook her hand.

“Back off boys, she’s off limits.” Bobby warned while making direct eye contact with a curly haired, blue eyed, man standing to the right of Tala.

“I haven’t even introduced myself yet. Why you looking at me like that?” The man Bobby practically glared at questioned.

“He’s looking at you like that cause I look like sex on legs, and he’s overprotective.” Tala smiled a sickly-sweet smile in the direction of the dark-haired man.

“Is that my baby girl?” A woman’s voice called from the office area.

“Help mom! I’m surrounded my dirty ol’ men!” Tala laughed as the matriarch jogged her way to her, also laughing.

“Who ya callin’ dirty?” A silver haired man asked from behind the matriarch.

“With the look I’m getting from that one, and that one,” Tala smiled as she pointed at the dark-haired man and another man with scars on his face, “I’m callin’ at very least them dirty, but knowin’ the lot of ya, I’m callin’ all y’all out.” Tala laughed lightly as she hugged the matriarch and then moved to hug the silver haired man.

Taking the young woman into his arm, “So glad you made it here safely. Bobby has been worried something fierce.”

“Well it’s to be expected since I am his girl.” Tala pecked the silver haired man’s cheek as the sound of some defeated sighs and a muttered “of fucking course” reached her ears.

“Party tonight, Clay?” Bobby asked as he wrapped an arm around Tala’s waist.

“Oh course. We have to celebrate our girl’s return.” The silver haired man, Clay, beamed as the club erupted into cheers and excitement.

“Hey Bobby?” Tala smiled as said man escorted her towards the club house.

“Yeah darlin?”

“Can I crash in your dorm? Just until I find a place of my own.” Tala inquired as she picked up her duffle bag off the back of her bike.

“You can crash in there as long as you need. I’ll talk to Clay and see bout getting you your own dorm room. If you want that is.”

“That would be great Bobby. Thank you.” Tala beamed as she hugged him. “Oh, what can I do to help with the party?”

“Not a thing darlin’.” The man with scars on his face smiled. “This is for ya. Ya just unpack an relax while we do all da work.”

“Thanks, but not gonna happen.” Tala informed the man before turning to Bobby. “I’ll set up the bar. Everything still the same?”

“Yeah. Unpack first though Hun.”

“Will do.” Tala laughed as she made her way inside to at least put her bag in Bobby’s dorm room; which she just put her bag by the door.

Hours had passed since Tala returned and a celebratory party was announced. Tons of people had turned out for it. Most of them Tala didn’t know. Typical SAMCRO party really. Looking around the clubhouse, Tala was flooded with memories. How she would hang out here while Bobby and the guys worked on cars or their bikes. It was how she learned to fix up bikes. Not to mention how to fight.

Slipping outside, Tala looked around the lot. Her eyes landing on the boxing ring to her left. She ran her hand on the mat of the ring remembering the first time she ever entered the ring.

#

“Where the hell is Tala?” Bobby had questioned in a tone that was a cross between pissed and scared shitless.

“Last I saw her; she was outside with the prospect and Chibs.” The eldest member of the club smiled.

“Thanks Piney.” Bobby clapped the back of his shoulder before making his way outside.

The sight that stood before him took his breath away. There in the ring stood a bloodied prospect and a red knuckled, slightly bruised and scraped up teenaged girl. Her long dark hair pulled up into a ponytail. The prospect was huffing and puffing in the far corner. Jax by his side trying to stop the bleeding from the gash above his left eye. The blood dripping out of his nose was finally starting to slow down. Chibs stood next to the girl smiling brightly at her. Telling her how good she was in the fight and how we had better stop before Bobby found out.

“Too late.” The girl gulped as she locked eyes with Bobby.

“What in the fuck is going on here?” Bobby roared, gaining the attention of all the club members on site.

“Bobby, it ain’t what it looks like.” Chibs tried to explain.

“I won.”

“Tala, get out of that god damn ring now.” Bobby was livid. “What were you thinking? You could have been hurt.” He snarled at Tala as she joined him.

“Nothing a shot won’t fix.” Tala retorted.

“Damn.” Whispered a dark-haired man from behind Bobby. “You did all that to the prospect doll?”

“Sure did. Chibs taught me.”

“Remind me not to get on your bad side, Tala.”

“Hey Tig, don’t get on my bad side.” Tala beamed as Bobby fussed over the small cut on her cheek.

#

Tala smiled to herself as the sound of footsteps approaching her pulled her back from her memories.

“You fight darlin?” The dark-haired man with blue eyes smiled.

“I’ve been known to hold my own.” Tala purred.

“Care to go around or two?”

“I wouldn’t want to mess up that pretty face of yours.”

“Oh, now ya gotta go around or two with me.”

“You would hit a woman?”

“Only if she liked it.”

“She would kick your ass Tig.” One of the youngest members smiled.

“She would not. Stay out of it, Juice.” Tig growled.

“I so would, Tig was it?”

“Let’s go sweetheart. I’ll show you what’s what.”

“Let’s go then.” Tala sneered with a dark smile as she hopped onto the edge of the ring. Smoothly sliding under the ropes and choosing a corner as her own. “Hey Gemma! Got a hair tie?” Tala called to the matriarch who was walking towards her with Clay by her side.

“Sure, thing baby.” Gemma smiled as she handed over a hair tie. “If Bobby catches you in that ring, he’ll lose his shit.” Gemma warned as Tala put her hair up into a ponytail.

“I ain’t a kid anymore Gem. He may be overprotective, but trust me, I can hold my own. Hell, the kid still remembers.” Tala smiled as she looked at Juice. “So, are we just duking this out or are we putting money on this thing?” Tala turned to Tig at this point as she pulled her black tank top off. Tala stood there in black jeans, a long black and short silver skull chain that connected to her wallet, black combat boots, and now a black and grey camo patterned sports bra.

“One-hundred on Tala to win.” Clay barked with a proud wide grin.

Tala laughed out loud at the look of shock and disbelief on Tig’s face. The man with the scars, who had been by the ring the whole time, hit the bell. Tig squared up to Tala as she just calmly watched him. They circled the ring a couple of times before Tig took the first swing. Missing due to her dropping low, Tala swung her leg in front of her, catching the legs of her opponent. Tig tumbled to the mat, landing on his back.

Jumping at the opportunity, Tala leapt onto him. Stradling his chest as she started wailing on him. Punch after punch to the face, Tig hardly had time to block the blows. Suddenly, Tig turned the tables and rolled; Tala now pinned under him. He had a triumphant smirk plastered on his face. That was until Tala did the one thing that threw everyone off. She rolled her hips up into Tig’s half hard cock. His breath catching in his throat and all his strength vanishing.

With another roll of her hips, Tala forced Tig off her and pinned him again. The cheers of the crowd that had gathered around them never registered with the two fighters as they staired into each other’s eyes. There was something in Tig’s eyes that told her, her secret weapon worked. Swiftly, she lent forward and planted a kiss to his lips. Then landed a strong punch to his face. In an instant Bobby called the fight to an end. He was seeing red.

“Again, with the fighting? First Juice now Tig?” Bobby growled.

“I won, didn’t I?” Tala retorted as she climbed off Tig.

“And the kiss?”

“Secret weapon against guys like him.” Tala smiled. “Dad, you gotta calm down before you give yourself a heart attack.”

“DAD?!” Most of the club gasped in shock.

“Did I stutter?”

“Little Tala Munson?” Tig gasped after sitting up. “Holy shit.” He sighed as he flopped back onto his back.

“Are you seriously telling me none of you assholes recognized my lil girl?” Bobby laughed.

“Hey Clay, how much did I just win?” Tala laughed as she climbed out of the ring with the help of the man with scars, and joined the president of the Sons of Anarchy.

“Five hundred.” Clay smiled proudly.

“Damn, anyone vote for Tig?”

“No, but don’t tell him that.” Gemma snickered from next to Clay.

“Poor Tigger.” Tala sighed. “Get’s his ass kicked by a girl and everyone bet against him.”

“At least he got a kiss for his efforts.” Juice smiled just to get slapped in the back of the head by Bobby.

“You ever kiss one of these low life’s again and we’ll be having our own match darlin.” Bobby warned Tala.

“Will a bribe change your mind?” Tala jokingly asked.

“Don’t go there.” Bobby warned as he started to head inside the club house.

“Oh, but I did.” Tala shouted after him with a laugh. Turning around, Tala made her way over to Tig. “Here Tigger, your cut.” Tala sweetly smiled as she handed him half of her earnings.

“They didn’t bet on me doll.” Tig sighed in defeat.

“No, they didn’t, but I did.”

The look of pure utter shock washed over his face. None of his brothers had bet on him to win. Not a single one of them, but this little girl did. Well, she wasn’t so little anymore. What was he thinking...this was his brother’s kid. He watched her grow up. Hell, he even helped teach her how to work on bikes for fuck’s sake. But that kiss and those hip rolls. He was just gonna have to try and stay away from her. Yeah, that wasn’t gonna happen and he knew it. After the look she gave him and that kiss, he knew he wasn’t gonna be able to stay away. Not to mention she knew exactly who he was and still got in the ring with him.

Tig got his senses together, shoved the cash into his pocket and headed inside the club house. As he walked in the music suddenly changed mid-song. Cranking his neck in the direction of the stereo he laid eyes on the back half of his target. Standing at the stereo was Tala, changing the song to a more erotic song. Tig’s eyes widened as he recognized the song. The smile on her face lit up the room as she moved to the bar. She took a quick glance around the club, most likely looking for her father’s location, then started to climb up onto the bar.

“What do ya think ya doin’ lass?” The man with the scars questioned her as he moved his beer off the bar.

“You know CPR?”

“Yeah, but that don’t answer my question.”

“Good, cause if dad sees what I’m about to do he will have a heart attack.” Tala smiled as she finished getting onto the bar top.

“Lass this ain’t a good idea around these guys.” The man with the scars tried to warn.

“Shhhhh, it’ll be fine Chibs. Just sit back and enjoy the show.”

By now the song was already in full swing. Standing to full height, Tala started to go through a series of erotic dance movies. Chibs was doing everything in his power to not get turned on by his brother’s daughter. His resolve was quickly wearing thin as he sat there and watched her dance up on the bar. Chibs didn’t even realize Tig took a seat next to him to watch the show Tala was so generous to provide. A lot of the other members of the club were tied up with croweaters or their old ladies. Both Chibs and Tig prayed to whatever god there was that Bobby was tied up for the rest of the night.

As the song ended, Tala giggled at the look on both Chibs’ and Tig’s faces. They were both memorized by her. Nothing new really when it came to the opposite sex. Whenever she danced, whether it be with a group of friends or by herself, men would always watch her with that same look. The look of amazement and lust. The fact that these two had that look just made her giggle.

She would never admit it out loud but she had always had a thing for both of the sons. The Scot was always such a sweet and gentlemanly type towards her. Tig on the other hand, while always being respectful, always flirted with her. She knew his reputation was a bad one. A dark one. It sparked something in her and in all honesty, while she was away, she a realized she had a dark side that might have been inspired by the blue-eyed man. Hopping off the bar, she took a seat on a stool next to Chibs.

“Enjoy the show boys?” Tala teased as she leaned over the bar to grab a bottle of whiskey.

“Tala, lass, that was amazing but-“

“If your dad was to find out you were dancing for us he would-“

“Have a heart attack? Yeah, I know. Hence why I asked if Chibs knew CPR.” Tala chuckled. “How bout we change things up a bit? I promise I won’t give dad a heart attack.”

“What you have in mind doll?” Tig questioned as he too reached over the bar, grabbing glasses.

“Drinking game.”

“That could be dangerous, lass.” Chibs sighed as he slid one of the three shot glasses Tig grabbed to Tala.

“I’m in.” Tig smirked.

Sighing, knowing that this wasn’t the best idea, Chibs surrendered to some of his darker thoughts. “What’s the game?”

“I’ll let you guys choose. Never have I ever or Truth or Dare?” Tala purred as she poured shots for the three of them. “We were so close before I left. Now that I’m back lets get to know each other again.”

“Both are dangerous baby.” Tig smiled wickedly as he picked up his glass and moved his stool to the other side of Tala.

“Oh, I know.” The smirk that played at Tala’s lips was just as wicked if not more so than Tig’s. “That’s why I’m leaving the choice up to you two fine gents.”

“Never hav’ I ever sucked a guy’s cock.” Chibs said.

Both Tig and Tala sighed before taking their shots. “Seriously?” Tala asked shocked as she refilled both hers and Tig’s shots.

“You gotta do what you gotta do to survive in prison.” Tig shrugged.

“Oh you liked it didn’t you?” Tala teased the man. “Never have I ever…been tied up to a vertical surface and fucked senseless.” Tig took the shot after a few moments. “Fuck you are twisted aren’t ya?”

“Shut up, she was hot as fuck and knew things.” Tig snapped.

Chibs and Tala shared a laugh as Tig’s shot glass was refilled. The game went on for about an hour or so. Tig being the drunkest out of the three. Tala close behind and Chibs seemed to still be sober. After a few more rounds, a croweater finally made her way to the three. More specifically over to Tig. In his drunken stupor, he eagerly went with her to his dorm room, leaving Chibs and Tala alone.

“Hey Chibs?”

“Yeah lovey?”

“Truth or dare?” Tala slurred slightly as she rested her head in her hand, elbow propped on the bar top.

“Truth.”

“You got the hots for someone?”

Chibs barked out a drunken laugh, “Ya could say dat.”

Sitting up a little straighter, “now ya gotta tell me.”

“That ain’t how ya play the game lass.”

“Oh fine. Go then.” Tala pouted.

“Truth or dare love.”

“Dare me.” Tala drunkenly giggled.

Chibs took a moment to think things over. However, with the state he was in, whether he looked it or not, he was drunk and wasn’t thinking clearly. The only thing going through his mind was the beautiful lass in font of him. The one that had showed up Tig in the ring. The one that had danced on the bar right in front of him. The one that had been flirting with him and Tig all night. “Talk dirty to me.”

“Ya want me to talk dirty to ya Chibs?”

“That’s what I said lass.”

“Alright then.” Tala gulped down her shot and stood up just to sit back down on Chibs’ lap, facing him. One hand resting on his half hard cock. Lightly palming it through his jeans. She leaned into him; her breasts pressed against his chest. Lips ghosting his ear as she seductively whispered, “I could pull it out right now and no one would notice. I could drop to my knees, take ya into my warm, wet mouth, and no one would care.”

Tala took his ear between her teeth and lightly moaned. “Or I could just have you slip inside, squeeze you tight with my pussy.” The groan that left Chibs’ throat stirred you on. “Make you harder than you’ve been in a long-time baby. Keep squeezing around you until you’re trembling and begging me to let you cum deep inside of my tight, wet, pussy. However, you don’t dare out of fear of alerting the whole club due to your loud moans. Fuck, I can’t wait to have you cum in me, filling me to the brim.”

Chibs couldn’t take it anymore, “Let me take ya ta bed.”

“I’m not tired.” Tala whined thinking he was just trying to be a gentleman.

“No lass, let me take ya to bed.”

What he was suggesting had finally registered with her. Smiling she took his hand and stood. With a head nod, Tala led Chibs towards the dorms. They quickly made their way down the hall and into Chibs’ dorm room.

#

“If you don’t stop lass, you’ll have a repeat of last night.” Chibs whispered against Tala’s ear. “I know ya awake love. Ya been wigglin’ ya ass against my cock for the past five minutes.” He purred as he started kissing down her neck and onto her shoulder.

“No clue what yer talkin’ bout. I’m sweet an innocent.” Tala smirked with her eyes still closed as she pushed her ass against his hard cock again.

Groaning, which sounded more like a growl, “Ya think so lass?” He gripped her waist a bit tighter than she was anticipating as he started kneading at the breast.

Arousal pooled in their cores as he continued his actions. Tala tried to keep her neutral “I’m sleeping” face, but her focus was quickly fading. She wanted to tease him like he had done to her since she could remember. Tala was damn sure she wasn’t going to let him continue to tease her. It was finally her turn to tease him.

“This is a dangerous game ya playin.” Chibs warned as a smirk crept onto Tala’s face.

“Don’t I know it? Been playing dangerously all night.” Tala slyly purred as she shoved her ass against his cock once again.

That’s when he lost it. Within seconds, Chibs was on top of Tala. His legs on either side of hers, his hand pinning both of hers above her head. The wetness pooling between her legs was beginning to seep out onto her thighs. Tala knew she wanted to tease him like he had been teasing her but all she wanted right now was for him to fuck her like he had last night.

“Ya ain’t so tough now are ya darlin?” He seductively whispered as he lowered his mouth to hers; a short yet passionate kiss. Feather light kisses from her jaw, down to her neck, to the soft patch of skin at the junction between her shoulder and her neck. There he bit down, surely leaving a mark for the whole club to see.

Suddenly there was a solid knock on the door. The two lovers jumping at the sound and then locking worried eyes. Chibs called out to the person on the other side of the door. The voice that came back was the one voice he really didn’t want to hear. Neither of them did really.

“Chibs have you seen Tala?” Bobby questioned through the door.

“Nah. Think she was sleepin’ on the couch when I came to bed.” Chibs lied as she smiled down at Tala.

“She probably went into town or something. If you see her tell her I’m looking for her.”

“Aye. Will do Bobby.” Chibs sighed as he rested his head on her shoulder. “Ya better sneak off and change. If yer da sees ya comin from my room he’ll probably castrate me.”

“You regretting what we did chibs?” Tala questioned as she moved to sit up.

“No darlin’ just worried bout yer da is all.”

“Good. Cause I wouldn’t mind a repeat performance.” Tala smirked before kissing Chibs.

She quickly got dressed and then vanished from his room. Sneaking down the hall to Bobby’s dorm. Thanking her lucky stars that he wasn’t in the clubhouse, she quickly changed into a red crop top. She decided that since her pants weren’t dirty she would just wear them again. Pulling out her make-up kit, she checked the love bite in the bathroom mirror. Clear as day was a purple mark where Chibs had bit her. Silently cursing him, she set about hiding it with her make up.

[thevindicativevordan]

Comics this week ?

Anonymous asked: Thoughts on Kneel Before Zod's first issue?

Apologies for the delay, caught a case of Covid I'm still recovering from.

Kneel Before Zod #1 - Loved it. McDaid's art evokes memories of the DCAU for me, and his style is fantastic when it comes to scifi concepts. Casey has a great approach to Zod here, his son is the hot headed conqueror who wants to force everyone to KNEEL immediately which forces Zod to be the adult and actually plan things out. Complicating things is the cosmic politics of the United Planets breathing down Zod's neck which I've been begging to see for ages. Bendis formed the United Planets out of pure optimism and almost immediately after everyone started deconstructing the hell out of them. Zod's philosophy that peace can only be assured through mutually assured destruction is exactly the kind of philosophical differences I've wanted to see explored between him and Superman. Kal believes you can unite everyone by appealing to their better natures, Zod believes you can unite everyone by terrifying them into submission. Ursa here is an interesting question mark - she's no less ruthless but maybe a touch softer where her son is concerned? Speaking of which, Lor getting banished out into the galaxy where he's forced to undergo a version of Jon's own trip through space is actually brilliant and I adore it. Sets Lor up as a contrast to Jon in a way where I actually want to see the two meet. Oh and for those who want to see some Injustice type violence, we get that. Normally I'm not a "feats" guy but I actually am eager to see Zod kick ass and claim some skulls for his trophy room. Glad to see Casey following up on that plot thread from Williamson's Batman/Superman run where Zod has half of the Kandorians and is working on curing them. Zod tapping into the planet's core for his super weapon makes me think this series will end with New Kandor being destroyed as a result of Zod's own hubris, but Zod will successfully revive the Kandorians and they will blame the United Planets for what happened/not supporting New Kandor as agreed, causing them to attack the United Planets in retaliation.

Superman '78: The Metal Curtain #3 - Think I get why this series isn't hitting as hard as the first. With Brainiac Venditti had a take that allowed him to position Brainiac as a foil for Superman, plus he had the Bottled City of Kandor to give Superman a new internal conflict. Here there's no new internal conflict for Supes and Metallo doesn't contrast well at all. The Soviets view Superman through the lens of being an American icon, but Superman himself isn't even aware yet about that being why they're targeting him. Hopefully Lex entering the fray spices things up.

Blue Beetle #5 - Will the twist be Victoria doesn't betray Jaime, because right now they're practically screaming what's coming in your face.

Fantastic Four #11 - North speed running his way through a topic that the X-Line has been dealing with since HoX/PoX, and doing a better job of it than the post Hickman X-Writers generally have in the bargain, is one of life's funniest twists. Glad that the kids are finally back.

Dr. Strange #11 - Teasing that maybe Strange and Clea will one day have a kid of their own? Or that they'll raise Donna full time? Could get behind either one of those.

[moved-to-void-kissed]

🌙🌙🌙!!! How about some more lore for your Genshin S/I’s maybe? I don’t really play it but I always find your lore super intresting! (squips-ship)

Thank you kindly for these moons, friend!! It's always really nice to hear from you~ and thank you for your kind compliment too, I'm really glad you like my lore since I certainly love coming up with it! ^-^

(source: this post by nougatships)

Give me a 🌙 in my inbox and I’ll give you a random headcanon about my selfship, F/O, or self-insert. - Since I have two self-inserts for this game, but my previously-answered ask was about Alectra, let's make one of these be about her and let the other two be about Lamia, if that's alright!

The sword Alectra is holding in her renders, and canonically would wield when you fight her in Signora's boss fight, is from an event that ran when the game was still quite new! It's called Festering Desire, and I wanted it to be Alectra's canon sword because a) it looks awesome and b) its passive effect is called Undying Admiration, which.. sums up her feelings towards Signora very well. I don't have it myself in-game since I started playing a long time after that event finished, but I really wish I did ;w; In my version of things, the Traveller doesn't take the sword with them after purifying it - instead, there's a cutscene at the end of the event where Alectra shows up, apologises for the trouble her group of Fatui agents had caused, catches up with Sucrose a bit since the two of them were childhood friends, and then takes the sword herself, so that it's out of the alchemists' hands.

The more unusual parts of Lamia's appearance, such as the dark red patches in her hair and the grey scales running down her spine, are a result of her not quite being able to cast her disguise spell as effectively as Enjou did, leaving her looking not entirely as human as perhaps she could have been. She's only a mage compared to Enjou being a lector, after all, so she's a smaller and weaker entity, and she had to learn the magic off of him after pestering asking him to teach it to her while they were exploring Enkanomiya together. But she still thinks she did a pretty good job! Incidentally, the reason she has the line of scales running down her spine (and she forms them instead of scars if she gets hurt) is because of her namesake, the lamia of ancient Greek mythology, which in at least one modern portrayal I've read could perfectly take the form of a human woman except for a line of serpent scales down her spine.

Speaking of Enjou himself, Lamia got on pretty well with him while they were working on their assignment together, and she likes his more easygoing and casual personality a lot! This is why she wanted to learn more about magic from him, including convincing him to teach her how to disguise as a human so that she could pretend to be his assistant while the two of them were around the Traveller. She feels a bit bad for essentially ditching him in Enkanomiya when she decided to leave the Abyss Order behind and see more of Teyvat, but she is fairly confident that he won't hold a grudge against her, at least. She just doesn't want him getting into trouble or anything, since he's her friend.

I hope that all of those were alright for each of the moons you sent, @squips-ship ^-^ Thank you very much again for sending them in, and I hope you're having a great day today, friend!~

[hard-core-super-star]

do you have any Kate fics that make you feel exactly like this? melting from so much cuteness and giggling and stuff like that. oh okay, so this happens more when you reread it than when you write it down, noted, it's just that it seems hard to keep a straight face while writing things like this mostly smut or maybe the cutest life-changing, heart-warming thing in the world. lmao, I think you can steal this. I mean, give it a try???jshakksks. yes, it does. 🫠

I don't know if it would be fair for me to say it since you didn't say some things either- yeahhh I won't get over it. I'm here to see what would happen. It wasn’t a good surprise tho😭😭

SEE?? how can this be a problem? this is something cool. you can literally claim 19 as your lucky number. you still remember what she replied??

YEP LMAO, it's okay, I didn't expect superman tho, if that's any use. tumblr is the social media you use most? It literally has nothing to do with the subject of tiktok but I was curious. “I feel so old” — said a 19 year old. I feel like that too hdkska. sometimes it's strange to feel like a grandma, but not just anyone... those with conservative beliefs, this is the peak of rock bottom.

yeah, you can call that a win. now I don't know how to create a context to let this person know, and my brain can't work right now lmao.

poor rubix's brain, besides melting and freak out almost all the time, it works all the time- I don't think I've ever heard of 8 Ocean 🤔 stop, that shouldn't sound that funny skehwjkak. NO???? I MEAN, SAYING THEY'RE NOT IMPORTANT DOESN'T HELP AT ALL!! mhmm, I just did it 🙃

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ask me again in the morning and i might be able to pull enough braincells together to give you a list of fics that aren't just my own lmao. weirdly enough, writing smut can sometimes be easier than writing fluff 😶 it’s definitely hard to keep a straight face with both and, if i’m at home, i usually have to take breaks and walk away before i start giggling at my own lines. it’s easier to appreciate what i write when i don’t wait until the last minute to write it. great, it’s halfway to going on my wall 👍 it sounds both hilarious and awful lmao.

i think it would be extremely fair. and in return i’ll spill some more of my very obvious thoughts. you just love to cause chaos and make my heart stop every few sentences, don't you?

i don't know, i’m still not convinced but i’m glad you find it entertaining and not weird. and yeah, of course i remember, i think it's going to be engrained in my brain forever. i basically just sent something saying how cool the music videos for the Crybaby singles had been so far and she thanked me [and called me by my name which was quite the experience] and talked about how fun the music videos had been to shoot. it's nothing like super significant but it was unexpected and i still think about it to this day because…well, it’s tegan. i don't think i have to say anything else.

it certainly does help me feel a little better so i’ll take it. a win is a win. yeah, Tumblr is mainly it, i still use Instagram but the things i post are random af and basically just for my self and my before mentioned only friend. i know i’m technically not old but damn, people my age are annoying af. with a few exceptions of course but 🙃 is thinking kids shouldn't be allowed to have phones at such a young age really a slightly conservative belief? i think it's just common sense tbh.

something tells me the person will know so you don't have to worry too much about it 👀

not this again akskdjdjsjsj yeah, my brain is quite overwhelmed all the time, it's not as fun as it sounds. i can't recommend it enough, fuck the critics. here are two reasons to watch it, ready? sandra bullock and cate blanchett. what more do you need??? if you need gay subtext, it's definitely there, btw. I ALREADY APOLOGIZED FOR THE MISUNDERSTANDING, WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM ME??? thank you for this, i’ll be thinking about it until i fall asleep.

[bookishofalder]

Rainy Days

Spencer x Reader

Request: @starwithoutdarkness - Hey! I heard you were looking for requests! Maybe Spencer Reid x reader fake dating fluff? Combined with Request: @paulaern  - Hello!  What about Spencer Reid x reader when they realizes they love each other? Like reader makes something for Spencer and he thinks like "I can't deny anymore, I'm completely and hopeless in love with her" or something like that  (G!neutral if you want)

A/N: Thank you so much for sending in requests! Hope this makes you smile!

Warnings: Swearing, moderate BAU violence, creepy men, fluffiest fluff, intense headache description. Set randomly post prison Reid but Hotch is still there because he should have been! WC-2,488

Spencer was staring at the geo-profile he had been working on all day, very glad to be inside. The weather in Seattle had stayed consistently rainy for the two days the BAU team had been in town assisting in catching a killer, who had been committing serial robberies/murders with no apparent rhyme or reason. And while Spencer didn’t mind the rain, he did mind loud, busy cities. Combined, they usually led to a headache that would take a day or two to recover.

The door to the conference room he was working alone in burst open and slammed shut so suddenly he nearly jumped out of his skin, turning to see-

You.

Spencer hated it when you appeared without warning, catching him entirely off guard and presenting the risk that you would notice the visible effort it took for him to compose himself around you.

While he’d noticed how beautiful and hilarious and empathetic you were the moment you joined the team, he’d fallen in love with you when you had your first case with them. Spencer had begun to ramble about the specifics of casinos, and how ‘beating the house’ was nearly impossible, when the rest of the team had tuned out. A temporary member, Agent Seaver, had sneered ‘I’m sorry I asked.” Effectively shutting him up. But then you had turned in your seat next to him and, after shooting Seaver a look had asked him to continue. And though he didn’t have that much more to say, and it wasn’t all that interesting, you listened to every single word and thanked him.

It had been years since that had happened, your friendship had blossomed into best friends, something Spencer cherished immensely. This was partly why he shoved his feelings down. The relationship did not need to change for Spencer to remain happy; as long as he got to spend time with you at work, or watch movies and make tent forts in his living room. And visit his mom (who adored you and always gave you book recommendations that you would be sure to read the moment you could), or go to comic conventions and museums...yes, as long as he could always do those things with you, he was happy.

No need to risk changing a perfect thing.

Now though, you were shutting the door and giving him your most panicked look, wide-eyed, with your hair damp from the rain you no doubt had run through to get inside, accounting for your breathlessness. If it weren’t for the worry that had sprung up inside of him upon seeing your expression, he would have fixated on how beautiful you looked at that moment.

“Spencer, you’re my boyfriend.” You whisper yelled at him, quickly stepping closer and setting your bag down on the conference table.

“Wha-“ He began, but you cut him off frantically.

“I’ll explain-just, oh fuck-“

Spencer stood frozen to the spot as the door reopened and one of the senior detectives sauntered in, a friendly smile somewhat overshadowed by the almost predatorial glint in his eyes. You awkwardly stepped closer to Spencer, raising a hand in hello.

“Agent (Y/L/N), great to see you’re back, I was hoping to catch you before the end of the day!” He said merrily, placing two hands on the back of the nearest chair. Something about the way his hands gripped the chair made Spencer feel...on edge.

You gave the fakest little giggle Spencer had ever heard from you, “Oh, nice to see you too Detective! Just had to catch up with Agent Reid here...”

When his eyes moved from you to assess Spencer briefly, he felt a protective force rear up, instincts entirely at alert. Without hesitating, he casually draped an arm over your shoulder, brushing some hair back as he did, and replied, “And you promised we could get some coffee from the Starbucks down the road, hon.”

He enjoyed the way your cheeks flushed and noticed the pulse in your neck pick up. You glanced up at him, trying to look coy but he knew you too well and could see you were partly surprised, and also trying not to laugh.

“Um, of course, I nearly forgot, babe, let’s go in about 5-unless, did you need something specific, Detective?” She broke off to glance back at the now scowling man, who gave an annoyed jerk of his head before stomping back out of the room.

Once the door banged closed behind him, you let out the biggest sigh of relief, raising a hand to your face in dismay.

Spencer hadn’t removed his arm yet, “I’m assuming I just helped you avoid being asked out, but why-?”

“Uhg, Spencer, I’ve already turned him down TWICE since we’ve arrived! He’s literally the kind of dude who doesn’t take no for an answer unless another man has some fucking misogynistic claim over the woman!” You exclaimed, before moving to stand right in front of Spencer and lean just your head to his chest, staring down at the floor, “I hate everything.”

Spencer laughed, patting your back softly, but internally making note that he wouldn’t be letting you go anywhere alone for the rest of this case-that detective gave him the creeps. And while you were beyond capable of protecting yourself, he just knew he wouldn’t be able to focus on anything if he thought you could be hurt.

“Well, just so we’re clear I would never want to be called ‘babe’ in a relationship.” He joked and the desired effect was his immediate reward when you lifted your head and giggled-your genuine, beautiful little giggle-and then grinned.

“Spencer, you called me ‘hon’ like we were 70.”

Spencer considered a moment, “We could be, you’ll be Gladys and I’ll be-“

“Winston!” You supplied eagerly, and he frowned at you, trying not to laugh.

“Winston?”

“It’s really very dignified, the kind of name where people call you ‘sir’.” You replied cheekily, and while Spencer grinned, a part of him felt a swoop of pleasure when your lips formed the word ‘sir’.

He decided very quickly that he liked the idea of you calling him that. And then, just as swiftly dismissed that train of thought and chastised himself.

As you both stood together and laughed, the door swung open and Hotch and the team followed him in, all in various stages of the results of exposure to the rain, looking equally grim. Spencer and you abruptly stopped when you saw their expressions and launched back into work mode seamlessly.

———

Two days later, the team was closing in on the unsub and everyone was on high alert. Taking the profile and applying it to the geo-profile he had been working on, Spencer had narrowed down this grubby old apartment that sat above a nightclub as the most likely spot the unsub was staying at. Of course, they were arriving at night which meant the club was busy and loud, people lined up out the doors waiting for their chance to enter, pay too much for a drink and grind their bodies against strangers.

Spencer’s headache from the unforgiving rain was thrumming now with the music that seemed entirely unencumbered by the walls of the stairwell, the team slowly climbing. It was bad enough that his eyes narrowed somewhat, but he didn’t lose focus.

You were behind him, watching his six as Hotch and Morgan approached the door ahead and prepared to breach. Spencer slipped a hand behind his back and, on cue, you’re pinky wrapped with his. A brief promise to each other, ‘I’ve got you.’.

They had anticipated violence and heavy arms, so when their announcement was met with silence and the door was kicked open, the tactical response was to secure positions and carefully proceed. Agents and SWAT members lined the building and were, at that moment, securing the club below to ensure the unsub couldn’t flee into a room full of potential hostages.

Spencer and you were the third pair to enter, quickly moving ahead of the others to secure more rooms, eyes peeled for movement. The floor was covered in litter and random spots of dirt and dried substances. It smelled like body odour and axe body spray-which immediately went to Spencer’s headache and caused it to throb in protest.

“Freeze!”

You had shouted right as Spencer noticed the movement from a back room down the hall, as the unsub leaned out and, not abiding by the command, opened fire. Spencer grabbed you and swung you both behind the wall of the kitchen, out of the line of fire while he shouted the unsubs location.

You recovered quickly, dropping to the ground and leaning out to return fire as Hotch and Morgan ran across to the living room to join the battle. It only took a few moments after that before Morgan managed to get a shot to the suspect's shoulder and he fell with a cry of anguish.

You popped up from the ground, watching as Prentiss and Rossi moved forward to secure the man, and barked into your radio for medics to come in.

Spencer, meanwhile, was reeling. When the shots in the room had all joined together in a cacophony, sound and noise piercing his skull, it had converted to pain and panic in his skull, overwhelming him. He had used his own body to shield yours when he pulled you with him into the wall, and the caution he took with you meant he hadn’t caught himself carefully enough, his head bouncing lightly off of the stone wall.

Which, on a normal day would have simply been annoying. But today, with a headache so severe he was beginning to get spots in his vision, it was detrimental. The scene was secure, so he allowed his eyes to shut, a meagre reprieve but at least it was something, at least he didn’t have to see the beams from the flashlights or the pulsing of the neon signs outside of the windows...

“Winston, take my hand.” Your voice was so, so soft. Spencer let his mouth open slightly, a small rush of air all he managed, trying to say ‘I can’t-it hurts, make it stop’ but you grasped his hand tightly and pulled and he followed, his other hand reaching and grabbing that back of your vest, he let you lead him.

He knew from the reduced foot traffic of agents and crime scene workers that you were taking the rear exit, a stairwell that was narrower than the main. He peeked through his lashes to take the stairs, and then suddenly, the cool night air hit him and the door was closing behind you both.

You kept walking with purpose, leading Spencer further away from the loud building. The rain spattered his face but with each step the noise reduced and after a short walk it became relatively quiet.

“Sit.” You murmured, halting. Spencer opened his eyes and saw that you had led him to the farthest spot in the parking lot from the building, where trees lined the lot along a community park that was probably utilized by vagrants and drug dealers more than families. But there was a bench, and you were waiting for him to take a seat. You had pulled out a compact, expandable emergency rain shield from one of the pockets on your FBI utility belt and tossed it on the bench, protecting you both from soaking your underwear.

Spencer sat, setting his elbows on his legs and leaning forward with his hands pressed to his face. He took deep, steadying breaths as you joined him, your hand on the back of his neck. At first, he thought you were just resting it there because his FBI vest would have prevented him from feeling your hand on his back, however, a moment later it was joined by your other hand and a very cold object.

Resisting the urge to pull away, he gasped at the contact, “What-?”

“On-the-go cold compress, Doctor.” You explained, leaving it in place and then rummaging again. Spencer wanted to look but the compress, combined with the quiet, was already doing wonders. He continued to take deep breaths.

“When you’re ready, try this.” You said softly, pressing something to his hand. Opening his eyes, he saw a mini flask that had his name written on the side.

He turned his head slowly so as not to move the compress and met your eyes, which were assessing him with concern. “(Y/N), when did we start drinking on the job?”

You giggled quietly, “It’s just water mixed with this like, vitamin powder that’s supposed to be good for rehydrating you quickly. I did some research on how to help headaches like yours on the go, just in case, and I made this ‘Spencer’ care bag.” You rambled a little when he didn’t reply.

Spencer looked back at the flask and opened it, quickly downing the contents. It tasted pretty fruity and he realized he was thirsty, this taking the edge off.

“Is it okay?” You asked. Spencer raised his head and met your eyes, searching them.

He was overwhelmed, the headache already fading, in its place an intensely warm feeling building inside of him as he considered the time and effort you had taken to care for him. He hadn’t asked you, or hinted, you had just taken it on to find a way to help him and you were right there when he needed you the most.

You had always been there when he needed you. When he had been shot protecting Blake, when he struggled to care for his mother, when he had gone to prison, when he was freed, you were there.

The words tumbled out, unable to be contained a second longer.

“I am hopelessly in love with you.”

Your mouth opened and closed in surprise, taken entirely off guard. Though he worried what you would say, he couldn’t deny the relief he felt having finally said it out loud. He watched patiently as your mind processed his confession, holding his breath.

“I-Spencer,” And then suddenly your lips were pressing into his and the pain from his headache ceased entirely. Spencer was consumed by the feel of you against him, of your hands holding his face and the hum of content you gave when he returned your passion, dropping his flask and sliding his hands up your neck, gripping tenderly.

After what could have been hours, weeks, or years, you both broke apart, pulling back just enough to make eye contact without your eyes crossing. Neither of you let go, your breath puffing out in wisps in the cold night air.

“I love you too,” You breathed, “I could grow old with you, Winston.”

Spencer laughed, relief and happiness swooping through him at your words, “Gladys, I couldn’t imagine anything more perfect.”

Did you enjoy this story? Please consider reblogging or commenting to ease my inner turmoil as a writer. Likes are basically just a bookmark!

You grinned back at Spencer, and then he kissed you again.

[amaya-chwan]

Takeaways from Therapy Game Restart 14 + Illustration Book Release Date

Hello again everyone! ❤️💛💜

It's finally here... chapter 14! In all its glory! 😍🥰✨

Before we get to our takeaways, just some news I missed in the last post!

🎉 SENSEI'S ILLUSTRATION BOOK WILL BE RELEASED AROUND THURSDAY, 23RD SEPTEMBER! 🎉

Image taken from this Twitter post from Dear+!

It is titled "日ノ原巡イラスト集　DARLING" and boasts a collection of illustrations from Sensei's works so far: Secret XXX, Therapy Game, and Kamisama no Uroko.

The current price is ¥2970 with tax (¥2700 without tax). If you'd like to preorder it on your proxy shopping service, I've found it on the Comi Comi Studios website here! The bonus for purchasing it on this website is a B5 clear file~ I haven't seen it on Animate just yet, so fingers crossed it'll appear on their website soon with another (different) bonus! ❤️💛

Alright, with this amazing news done, let's move onto our takeaways, the long awaited takeaways! Thank you for being so patient with me! 💜

My short life update: currently in week 8 of lockdown and I haven't left my house in a long time other than for exercise or groceries. But I do have my vaccination appointment booked so YAY! 🎉

Here are our takeaways for this chapter:

Oh man, we pick right up from the last page of chapter 13. MINATO, BB, YOU LOOK SO PAINED! 😭

Sensei is the BIGGEST tease... that's all we got of that Minato and Shizuma scene...👀😭

The female staff at the veterinary hospital have really mellowed out! They're not bad, after all. ☺️

Oh dear, Nakajou-sensei, please get better ASAP!

Whoa... did Onodera just...?? I'm starting to think back to that Onodera discussion we had a couple of months ago... 🤔

Poor Shizuma, always roped into Onodera's workplace stuff! IT'S BECAUSE YOU HAVE GREAT PEOPLE SKILLS, SHIZUMA! PROUD OF YOU! 😍🙌

Man, Onodera has a really... blunt way of saying things to her human clients. Wow, brave. 😲

But I will say, Onodera really is good with animals. 🙌

Yet again, I think about that Onodera discussion we had... 🤔🤔

And that’s it for this chapter’s takeaways! For a more detailed breakdown/summary of this chapter, please continue after the cut! There may or may not be a surprise scene (or two) there. Please keep reading if you want to see~  😉✨

Our chapter begins where we left off in chapter 13--Minato pinning Shizuma down on the bed. Shizuma looks up at Minato and reflects on his actions that caused the pained look he is seeing.

Image taken from this Dear+ Twitter post!

On the next page (title page), the dialogue reads: Shizuma wants to understand what it is about his director (Onodera) that is making Minato uneasy. // However, that beautiful liar hides it well...

(I believe we are taken back to the morning before Shizuma and Minato meet up for their date.)

The title page features Onodera walking back to the clinic, bread in hand, with a cat cozying up on her leg. We are then brought to the clinic's lunchroom, with the female staff and Shizuma on break. The roster in the room shows that Onodera is extremely busy, Nakajou-sensei has afternoon house call appointments, Tatsumi is Nakajou-sensei's support for these appointments, and Shizuma has a half day and finishes in the afternoon in lieu of working on his scheduled day off.

Shizuma asks his coworkers what presents they like from their partners and takes note of their answers. One of the female nurses asks if it's Minato's birthday. Shizuma confesses that their relationship has been affected by the various things happening lately, so he wants to get Minato a gift before seeing him later that day.

The nurses quickly pick up that the gift is a "tribute" of sorts as this line of work means a lot of missed appointments and dates, and Shizuma confirms their suspicions. While the nurses realise male-male relationships and male-female relationships aren't that different in this aspect, everyone in the lunchroom is alerted to someone shouting Nakajou-sensei's name.

Shizuma and a nurse see Tatsumi with Nakajou-sensei, who has collapsed on the floor. While the staff are concerned about Nakajou's well-being, she brushes it off as a dizzy spell. Before they can help her up, Onodera sweeps her off her feet and carries Nakajou to her (Onodera's) office. While Nakajou asks Onodera to put her down out of sheer embarrassment, Shizuma and Tatsumi are in shock, with Tatsumi commenting on Onodera's manliness in that moment. One of the other nurses gently smacks Shizuma's shoulder and tells the two to grab a blanket and a drink for Nakajou.

In her office, Onodera asks Nakajou why she's been overworking herself to the point of collapsing. The nurse (who gave the gentle smack) very obviously hints to Onodera that it is her fault. As Nakajou calms the nurse by saying that's just how the director is, Tatsumi asks Nakajou about their afternoon appointments. She says she'll be fine to go after a little rest, but the nurse says she mustn't overexert herself.

After a few back and forths about who should go and the clients' needs/personality (picky about the vet, had a pet that doesn't like men, etc), Onodera says she will go. The nurses are shocked and reminisce about all the issues they've had when Onodera interacts with the owners. Tatsumi and Shizuma stand there, and can very clearly imagine those situations happening.

While Onodera rearranges and informs the nurses of the shift changes to accommodate Nakajou-sensei, Shizuma has a terrible premonition that unfortunately comes true: he is appointed as Onodera's support for the afternoon house calls.

Wearing a sulky expression, Shizuma packs the necessary equipment in Onodera's car and reminds her that he has a very important engagement that night that he cannot miss, and as such will leave immediately after the house call appointments are done. Onodera bursts his bubble, and tells him to give up on those plans while he can since this is the line of work he's chosen.

As Shizuma reads the client files, he questions Onodera on why he is her support when he's never attended to these clients before. While Onodera tells him that good coordination is important with a physician's support and that he's the only one she can rely on to give her an honest opinion and calm the clients, Shizuma realises that he's basically the mediator between her and the owners. She confirms that this is his strong point, has great expectations for him, and proceeds to drive. Shizuma then reads the patient files at lightning speed, realising there's a threatening 'something' that Minato has sensed, but that's just how the director is. He then vows to make it to their meeting tonight, no matter what.

The first three house calls, as expected, involve Onodera insulting and angering the owners--Onodera tells the first client that his insistence on seeing Nakajou rather than a 'young' director is having a negative effect on his pet who needs immediate medical care; Onodera offends the second client, inferring from their conversation that her pet's appearance is more important than the need to shave their fur and get an ultrasound done; Onodera accuses the third client of being irresponsible in caring for his exotic animals and asks for more effort on his part. In all three scenarios, Shizuma awkwardly smiles while trying to ease the tension.

The scene skips to Onodera and Shizuma arriving at their fourth and final house call for the day. Just as Onodera explains to Shizuma that she must check a whole host of things at house calls (and indirectly be too blunt about it with the owners), Shizuma asks her to consider the owner's feelings and change when and how she says things. She glares ahead in silence, and Shizuma is just glad that she is now aware of it. He again reminds her to talk with the owner nicely and gently as he probably won't be able to help with the next client as their pet dislikes men. Onodera tells him to just sit in the corner and witness the client become furious while he doesn't help, making him feel slightly guilty for saying that. He is now adament on not helping her.

They reach the owner's home and we meet an elderly woman named Shiratori and her 9-year-old male cat, Tono. Shiratori apologises to Shizuma as her cat doesn't like men. Tono hisses at them as Onodera opens his cage, but is then coaxed into submission by Onodera who covers his vision with a towel and takes him into her lap to calm down. Shiratori and Shizuma are surprised at his sudden docile nature, with Shizuma witnessing how well she deals with animals.

As Shizuma looks on at Onodera while she completes a check on Tono, he sees she is crumbling at the friendliness and talkative nature of Shiratori, who sings nothing but praise for Onodera and how her family must be proud to have such an amazing daughter. Aiming to ease her troubles and remembering the earlier guilt-trip she gave him, he redirects Shiratori's attention to her broken fly screen and offers to fix that plus everything else that needs repair in her home.

Onodera watches as the two leave the room for a bit before apologising to Tono for ignoring him. Tono looks on at Onodera happily while she asks him how he can live with such a lively human and to tell her his secret to this. She brings him into her arms once more to check his limbs, and as Tono looks up smiling at Onodera, Onodera sees her reflection in Tono's eyes, and both seem to realise something.

BG Text: Stare...

Suddenly, Shizuma and Shiratori, who are busy fixing the window, hear a loud crash and rush into the room to find Tono atop the cabinet and Onodera on the floor, with her hair in disarray. In the next panel, Tono is shown to be hiding in the bookshelf, looking on irritatingly at the humans. Shiratori apologises to Onodera, who shakes it off and says it's nothing to worry about and no harm's been done.

Shiratori asks if Onodera will fix/tie her hair up again, but when Onodera says her hair tie was broken when Tono used her as a launchpad to get on the cabinet, Shiratori runs to get her a new one. As Shiratori gushes over the 3 piece dopey looking character hair tie set she received as a present from her grandchild (and lets Onodera pick one), a greatly displeased look is plastered on Onodera's face. Shizuma, in shock, notices her displeasure and hopes she just thanks Shiratori for it. And Onodera does, bringing a great big smile to Shiratori's face.

As Onodera and Shizuma leave, Shiratori says she's glad to have talked with Onodera and invites her to come over again. As she says this, we see Onodera looking back with a blank look in her eyes.

And that’s it for this chapter! THANK YOU FOR READING THIS FAR! 💜 While I was surprised at the lack of Minato in this chapter (Sensei legit is such a tease, LOL 🤣), I'm happy we can learn more about Onodera. Ngl, I'm starting to really question if Onodera is male or female now, given what transpired in this chapter. I guess we shall see in the next one!

I also changed the formatting a bit and removed the bullet points. Please let me know which format is better/easier to read! Ahah!

EDIT: Spelling and grammar checks are done! Didn't change a lot, but hope it reads better! 💜

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And please also refrain from resharing these translations and images outside of this post! Thank you for understanding! ❤️💛

There won't be a chapter in next month's (September release) Dear+, so I shall see you in two months for the next chapter (Dear+ November Issue, to be released in October).

As always, stay safe during these turbulent times and look out for each other and for your loved ones! 💜❤️💛

[plut00nline]

Fuck it im doing it

My 2020 top 20 movie list

(Disclaimer that most of these weren't made in 2020 but I just watched them this year. These aren't also really in a very particular order but they are lowkey ranked) (i also had to be choosey with the images i out cause of the limit, but yeah dont mind that)

20. The perfection

The plot twist in this movie is *chefs kiss* there was no way for me to predict the ending, bug as far as thrillers goes, it is brilliant. And also, lesbians. It can be a pretty triggering movie for ab*se and general gore, but really I love the pacing and the thrill of it.

19. The shining

Ah yes, a classic horror, and though I may feel iffy about Stanley Kubrick, this movie was pretty good. But I am saying this as a person that didn't read the book. The blood rushing down the hallway was really my favourite visual on the movie. It was a movie that made me felt genuinely scared while watching it, like hiding behind my blanket but also sweating scared, the suspense was pretty thrilling though

18. Doctor Sleep

Man do I love Danny Torrance, and Abra, fuck I love them both. Again, I never read the book, but my ignorance keeps me in bliss. The visuals of this movie are also great, and the emotions this movie puts through? I'm just glad headcanons exist, but really I did enjoy this movie even if it wasn't what I was expecting.

17. Birds of prey

Harley deserved a movie, and the fact that it was directed by a woman makes me love it so much more because we just got to see harley doing the things that she fucking wanted. This movie is wlw solidarity, from Margot robbie to Mary Elizabeth Winstead, women with crossbows? Sign me the fuck up. And from all the DC films I've seen, it's so much brighter, in the visual sense, there's colour! There's character! And not everyone is just brooding in darkness, its the type of movie that would make me actually watch and enjoy DC films.

16. Charlie's angels

Firstly, lesbians. Thank you. But really, its a good action comedy and really I'll jump at the chance to see women kick ass.

15. My octopus teacher

I've never cried over an octopus before, so that was an experience. And even though this is technically not a movie, I still wanted to put it on here cause it was really just a great documentary, especially since it happened in my home country and im very oddly proud of that fact.

14. Knives out

Murder mystery and chris evans go so well together. I have made a longer post, but to sum it up, like most of the movies on this list. The colours and the pacing and just the atmosphere of the movie was spectacular, and even though I couldve guessed the ending, I was still on the edge of my seat for most of it

13. Ready or not

I love this new wave of eat the rich media. Samara weaving is a great actor and I am in love with her and this whole movie. It really was something that I hadn't actually seen before and the fact that the whole curse thing at the end was true was really just wow. Along with eat the rich, I love the feral female energy lately, and the whole white clothing slowly but surely being covered in blood.

12. Geralds game

The line "youre only made of moonlight" lives in my head rent free. This movie, was really an experience and for a movie with only two people in it for the majority, it is really well done. I'll always feel iffy about a man writing a woman's experience (specifically) but I do love the way this movie went, yeah I hated the "Hand" scene, but I still enjoyed the after math of it.

11. The old gaurd

Again, more lesbians, what more could I ask for? The concept for this movie is brilliant, immortal mercenaries is the only trope I want from now on, and found family.

10. Parasite

Again with the eat the rich. This movie was mindblowing, and just, the imagery!! And im glad they didn't dub it in English cause fuck that, I enjoyed it perfectly with subtitles.

9. song of the sea

This movie, this movie! Is so precious and I had that song stuck in my head for days.the name Saoirse is also so oddly pleasing to hear. This story is so beautiful, the music is amazing and it makes me want to be a fae.

8. Scott pilgrim vs the world

This movie really did pass what my expectations for what I thought it was gonna be, the music was amazing, the transitions and editing style was *chefs kiss* and even though I felt like I was in a fever dream the whole time, it'd be a fever dream I'd gladly rewatch.

7. The imitation game

Thank you Alan Turing. This movie recked me, like emotionally, I was a mess when I was done with it, but damn was it good, like I really just felt something while watching it, I mean most.of the movies on this list did, but this one just really hit me in some way.

6. Klaus

At least there are still good Christmas movies being made. Actually, I was a mess for this one too, the second that child got that sleigh thing it was over for my emotions. The whole sirge of turning Santa into this big macho dude really is working out and that's how Santa should always be depicted. I could gush about the animation style of this movie all fucking day, I love it so much (and the shadows!!! Ahh the shadows!) It really is just incredible.

5. I'm thinking of ending things

Hey man, I knew this was gonna fuck me up just by looking at the trailer, but there was absolitley no way to prepare for whatever was about to happen. Even after watching it, I have no idea what happened. But I still found it great, I love movies that give me an existential crisis.

4. Spirited away

All I wanted to do, was eat everything in that movie, even if it would turn me into a pig, holy hells this movie is good. There was just this satisfying appeal to it that I can't quite put into words. Its beautiful like everything studio ghibli movie ever.

3. The Willoughbys

I never knew I needed a found family movie with a bunch of kids that were already family. I've made a longer post about this movie, and I dont think I could really say more, this movie is so fucking touching and I love the direction it went in plot wise.

2. Howl's moving castle

Again, I may not have understood wtf was going on, but I'll be damned if I didn't love every second of it. There is no doubt that this movie is stunning, and I really am a suckered for early 2000's 2d animation, because!!! Look at it!!! Studio Ghibli films always just floor me with how good they look. I really wanna read the book, because I would absolutley love to see a feral Sophie giving howl shit for crying over hair.

1. Us

This movie will always be my no. 1 it is amazing and I love everything jordan peele has done with his movies. Especially for it to have a full black cast, and those black people have darker skin than what is normally shown in media. The feral but also calculated nature of each character is beautiful and nothing can ever make me hate this movie

I hope you enjoyed this incoherent "review" of my favourite movies I watched in 2020, its been a shit show and movies really have been a place of comfort for me. But stay safe and happy new year!

[justanisabelakinnie]

I've seen this post of your, and Idk if this is critical thinking or not but I do agree with you on that. However I think people like those characters because of either appearances or ideas around. It's like the whole show and tell thing: We are told that Camilo has identity issues and does impressions to make others happy. We theorized that he only gets validation when he isn't someone else. However we were shown a minor shapeshifter character that says a few funny lines.

Don't get me wrong, I like those ideas because in theory if that was the character we were shown, he would've been a great characters but that's not what we were shown. In reality, I think Camilo and Bruno are overhyped. Overhyped isn't a bad thing, but people treat it like it is because it sounds wrong. Idk why but I would like to share this. I guess I wanna start a discussion on this cause idk if this is critical thinking or just being Captain Obvious.

I agree, I would have liked it if they actually SHOWED Camilo's interests and identity crisis onscreen in some way instead of just going "oh yeah he has one teenagers amirite" and just...telling us he's a theatre kid instead of actually showing it onscreen. Camilo having an identity crisis because of his shapeshifting could be interesting, same with him being a naturally theatrical person. Maybe he's a drama queen who overreacts over the slightest thing? Maybe he's overly emotional/crybabyish and he gets it from his mother and that's why he's a mama's boy? Maybe it's connected to his identity crisis in some way because he gets to play multiple different characters and not have to be himself? Idk. I know they didn't have enough time but that is exactly why the movie could have been longer but oh well budget I guess. It's just that fandom misogyny is definitely a part of why they are so overhyped, like you said. I completely agree with you. But nobody wants to talk about it.

Bruno at least has development and a reason to be popular, though even he is overhyped too just like Camilo. My intention was never at all to say "stop liking these characters, if you like Camilo and Bruno, you are sexist" but it's embarrassing that I even have to say this because it's the only way these people will listen: if you placate them and tell them what they want to hear. Just consider why it is these two particular characters who are popular. Especially since most of the reasons they say they like them is because of things that apply to the female characters as well, especially Bruno. Mirabel also felt like the black sheep, Mirabel also had a good relationship with her mom, Isabela and Luisa also felt like their gifts were a burden, Luisa especially felt like she was nothing without it. So it makes me wonder(not) why people latch onto the two male characters for having qualities that the female ones do too, and then sleeping on and villainizing them whenever they get the chance.

It's very critical thinking and I'm glad you sent this into my starved little inbox. ;( I really wish this was more talked about, and hopefully that this led to people focusing more on appreciating the real center and surprisingly unsung heroes of the movie's plot: the women. 

EDIT: FTA that someone on YouTube legit fucking told me that “Mirabel is too loud and expressive to be interesting and her design is less impressive than Dolores’ and Camilo’s. :/” YOU GET WHAT THE FUCK YOU DESERVE FOR SAYING THAT SHIT no but all jokes aside I don’t even know what to make of this anymore. 

[sofijaeger]

Sway

eren yeager x reader

word count: 3.3k

i wrote this about a year ago, i apologize for it being awkward lol

this isn’t the one I was planning on doing in my recent post, but I simply pasted this from my wattpad account and I think it’s kinda cool! This will mainly be set in 2nd person P.O.V. but your thoughts will be included as well.

Eren’s kinda OC... but who cares:)

Warnings:

• just a lil spicy👀 *Eren’s fault not mine*

• mentions/spoilers of season 3 part 2

Members of every Regiment appeared for what was planned as one special, social occasion, honoring the Scouting Regiment for their success in reclaiming Wall Maria, one of humanities' biggest comebacks. The take-back had caused so much pressure on the people, Historia, who had recently been enthroned as Queen a few months prior, had obliged an event to settle the scouts, and release any frustrations they had felt in the past.

Entering the large ballroom, each of your eyes gleamed in excitement at the sight before you. Captain even widened his eyes in amusement. Hundreds of formally looking pairs were painted across the spacious room. Many gathered in clumps around the perimeter of the ballroom, discussing each other's wear and significant ones, others casually seated at the tables, enjoying the fresh cuisine that had miraculously increased in supply thanks to the farmlands of Maria reopening.

Yet your eyes focused on one thing only. The dance floor, fully covered in couples flowing effortlessly in patterns like words written into poetry. As you began to step forward, lifting your dress in courtesy, a hand had gently tugged on your sleeveless arm. "Don't you think it's best we start the night off with conversation?" Armin gave you a gentle smile, despite his attempts to hold Connie and Sasha back from the royal buffet.

Inviting Captain Levi's Special operations squad as her guests of honor, discussions between your group and the rest of the Soldiers  from each wall had been intense. The 10 members including yourself felt too uncomfortable thinking about the subject again, specifically the losses you each endured.

As the late evening began to set, and the population of the room increasingly drunkened themselves, the cadets and yourself had had enough of the boring conversations. "That's it", Connie interrupted the group, "LET'S PARTY!!". He chugged a small shot glass of alcohol, receiving a few cheers from random guests and shocked faces from you and the rest of your squad, before pulling on your wrist, leading you to the dance floor. Excited to start dancing, a single thought held you back, and eventually another wrist.

You turned your head, viewing a surprisingly timid brunette holding your hand. "Eren?" you questioned. "Is something wrong?". He finally made contact with you, and seemingly blushed? Eren was never one to make such emotional faces but it seemed the view of something had changed his thoughts.

Or someone.

"Y-You..." he stuttered. By this time Mikasa had placed a hand on his shoulder. "What's wrong Eren?" she comforted.

Still keeping his gaze upon you, he mustered the words "You promised me a dance, don't you remember?" Your eyes widened at the question you answered only a day ago~

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"[Nameee]" Eren called, a day earlier. Finishing up the last of your chores, you hadn't turned in time for him to hold you in his arms, lifting you up and spinning you in surprise. "Eren?!" you laughed. "Enough with the sweetness, I'm not finished yet!" Placing you down, he reached for another broom and assisted you in your cleanings.

After a few moments,  you broke the silence, yet Eren was much more into physical showings than verbal. "I'm excited for the party tomorrow" You smiled. Turning to look at him, he kept his focus on the task at hand, sighing in what seems like half content, half dissatisfaction. "Oh, don't be so mopey Eren. Especially not around me!" He leveled to your eyes, a saddened look still present on his face.

"Er, what's wrong?"

"Taking a break doesn't sound very soldier-like to me"

"Don't you think we deserve a break?" you questioned. No matter how hard you tried it seemed you could never understand him and his motives.

"We're supposed to be fighting. Staying on the front lines until everything has been settled. What's the point in taking a rest?"

"Well let's see...to maintain our sanity?" You both chuckled. After another quick moment of silence, Eren considered your thought. "I guess it won't be too bad" he laughed. "Just don't expect me to be the life of the party"

"Oh you most certainly will be" you answered. "You HAVE to dance at least once".

"What? No way!"

"Despite what you may think, you've got some of the best rhythm i've ever seen. I promise you one dance won't hurt" you told. Eren looked into your eyes, the same eyes you'd fallen for not so long ago. "Will it be with you?" He spoke in almost a whisper, unknowingly moving closer to you. Your breath jumped before you could answer with a grateful smile.

"I promise".

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"I had her first, Titan boy!" Connie shouted, taking your hand again. Jean seemed to stand in disbelief. "Hey, I want to dance with her too!" He argued. Mikasa quietly giggled, sneaking you a shot glass before you approached the floor. Captain Levi was careless over the boys behavior but was quite concerned for the ladies, making sure they were safe was one of his priorities, almost making him seem father-like. As Historia from the other side of the ballroom instructed the musicians to mature the theme of the night, you took a few final sips of the beverage, seeing a few shocked looks from your comrades. Before accepting Connies proposal and making your way to the floor.

Almost immediately as the two of you stepped out, the music began to play. You were glad you had such great friends to dance with, but there was one problem.

Connie surprisingly had no rhythm.

He seemed to be enjoying himself as the instruments strummed in complexity, but his steps rather than reaching the floor stepped onto your small feet. You couldn't last more than 8 seconds with him. Jean suddenly tapped your shoulder and you accepted his offer to dance. "You understand, don't you Connie?" You cheekily smiled before walking away with Jean.

When Marimba rhythms start to play, Dance with me...

"Make me sway" The two-tone haired boy sang to you, making you laugh as you attempted to assist him in his dance steps. Jean was a good dancer, it was well known between the scouts, but it seemed no one could match your skill or competitiveness. "Jesus, Jean you really are a horse!" you critiqued. Your laugh though soon became more of a worry. Where was Eren? In all honesty you just wanted to spend time with him. Where could he have gone to?

What you hadn't observed was the turquoise-eyed boy on the side of the ballroom, who was very skeptical of your time spent with the others. No matter how often he denied it, seeing you happy with Jean pissed him off.

"I'd step in if I were you." a smaller man suggested, stepping towards Eren and Armin, who was trying to comfort his friend in the process of being extremely possessive over a girl who wasn't even his.

"Really, Captain?" Eren responded. Levi nodded, adjusting his tuxedo before shoving him to stumble closer to you and the horse.

Jean's face showed an apologetic frown for his clumsy footwork, before he noticed something over your shoulder. Jean smirked, then used his shoe to tangle you into your tight dress. You gave him a look that meant none else than 'are you kidding', leaving you no choice but to twirl yourself out of your tangled attire.

Immediately as you settled yourself out of your entwined dress, the hands of your partner were reapplied to your form, less tense.

You look up, only to notice your partner grabbing your hand and swerving you in a circle, beginning your dance again. You couldn't turn your head quick enough to meet his face, and it was quite a sharp twirl, one you never thought would've come from Jean.

And that’s when you realized you weren’t dancing with Jean anymore.

The male then began challenging footwork, something you could easily tag along to since it was...

At a quick tempo?

Just who am I dancing with?!

Again, before you could turn your head to make eye contact with your partner, he spun you once more, so that your backside was facing his chest. One hand of his sliding over your stomach, the other gently tracing down your arm to grab your hand again. Your breath hitched, and your feet continued to move in a pattern so insync, it was quite hard to understand how you were keeping time with him.

This guy is better than me! 

Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore, pull me close, sway me more.

Spinning you back around so you were held in a standard partner position, this boy held you so close your head was practically leaning on his shoulder. He didn't want you to see the reactions of the hundreds of people, now stepping off the floor to give their attention to you two. He wanted you to feel the moment with him, as if you were the only two in the world.

You were his world, that was for sure.

Like a flower bending in the breeze, bend with me, sway with ease...

The two of you continued to move in a circular motion across the center of the floor, stopping only for improvised footwork or him lifting you off the floor as you two spun.  From afar, you met Mikasa's eyes as she and a few other couples danced around you. She was with Jean, as he held her waist with a grin, but she didn't seem to happy about it. Chuckling at her facials, You were twirled again by your mysterious partner, his chocolate tussles brushing over your cheek.

When you dance you have a way with me, Stay with me,

The male hugged your form, pressing your entire body so close to his, slipping one finger into the cut of your dress so he was now tickling the bare skin of your lower back. The music timed perfect with this words:

"...sway with me"

Eren sang into your ear.

Your jaw dropped open, as the male longingly looked to your gorgeous complexion. Finally, you had the chance to meet Eren's eyes, but you didn't want to anymore. He had left you a beet-red mess.

God, you loved him.

Other dancers may be on the floor

Dear, but my eyes will see only you

Only you have that magic technique

When we sway I go weak.

It truly was an odd moment for everyone. The other scouts who had become your family had noticed your reaction in this very moment, as well as your emotions around him in the last few years. You were stubborn, but you'd always allow your temperamental, boss-like exterior to subside whenever you were with, him.

You had no choice than to wrap your arms around Eren's neck, to avoid any hints of your already blushing self. Dammit, what the hell is wrong with me?! you thought to yourself.

Eren chuckled in surprise, taking his far hand to support your upper back. "What?" he flirtatiously questioned, sending breathed heat to your neck where his mouth spoke. "You did say 'enough with the sweetness'". Eren used his index finger that had already been under the waistline of your dress to titillate your lower back once again. You whimpered in what you both knew was pleasure, and placed your head snug into the crook of his neck, your heavy breaths making his smug look even greater.

He took pride in how he was making you feel,

I can hear the sounds of violins, long before it begins

Make me thrill as only you know how, sway me smooth, sway me now

He slyly kissed the side of your upper half, from your warm cheek down to your collarbone over and over, continuing to sway as to not make a scene. You couldn't do anything but grit your teeth, for Eren had never pulled any sort of loving move to this extent. It was obvious he wanted to please you. And it was working, because you were furious.

No person could ever come close to making you feel this way, so why Eren? What about his sincerity and allurement made its way into you? Why did he make my heart race? It may have been his eyes, which caught you by surprise from the first day of Cadet training. You remembered thinking how you've never seen green eyes so bright, or how they could easily pass as turquoise from the blue and yellow flecks scattered in them. Maybe it was his confidence? An emotion he let out so effortlessly, even when he felt hopeless. It made you feel warm, like a true savior was guiding you.

As you pondered stressfully between your thoughts, so much frustration had caused you to gather a small tear in your eyes, and if you hadn't blinked, it wouldn't have trickled onto Eren, butterfly kissing his now damp neck.

Eren widened his eyes at your reaction, and immediately supported your head in his hand. "[Name?]" he worriedly whispered, burying his nose into your hair to shield your emotions from any eyeing guests. A minute passed with no response, he desperately tried to get an answer from you.

"Are you?... I didn't mean for you to-"

"It's not that" you whispered back.

"It had to have been something I did-".

"Yes-" was all you could muster before Eren spun the two of you in between couples, exiting the hall in an elegant fashion. He let go of your form, only holding on by your hand as he led you out to one of the many balconies the castle held, away from all the people.

Coming to a stop by the balustrade, Eren quickly turned around to see your almost dizzied form. Head down and sniffing back tears you most certainly didn't want to release in front of him. He took one step, wrapped his arms around you, less provocative than before, and held you for quite a while in silence. That is until he gained the courage to speak.

"I'm sorry, I really am." he cooed. "I never intended to make you feel uncomfortable. Please, know it was just a joke if I hurt your feelings in any way..." He placed a hand back over your head, softly rubbing it as you stood in his embrace. You wanted to cry right then and there. Cry out all the emotions youd held in these past years. He confused you so much you didn't know how to think or act around him. If that wasn't enough for you to begin crying again, the kiss he gave onto your forehead did the trick.

"I don't understand. " you whispered.

"What?"

"I don't understand you!" you shouted. Eren's face paled as you shoved out of his embrace, crossing your chilled arms. Wary of being too loud, you stuttered your next words.

"How come... you always know what to say. Is that another perfect quality of yours?".

Shit

Holding back your feelings wasn't an option anymore.

You had to let him know.

You wanted to let him know.

"No matter how hard I try I can never understand you! One minute your completely focused on what you have in mind, and the next your smiling without a worry in the world. I don't get it! You never give up on me, or never fail to make me beam, even in the darkest of times. How can you do that to me?! How can you make me nervous and excited at the same time? What is it about you that makes me want to fall harder for you?!"

Eren stood at you bug-eyed. How in the world was he supposed to respond to something so heartfelt? Words he conveyed so mutually? Luckily, you gave him more time as you continued to confess in your confusing way.

"Maybe... it's that your so loving towards your goals" you calmed down,"Yea...That's it." confirming with yourself out loud."Goals I find so astonishing, though I can barely understand how you approach them. It makes me want to stand by you, all the time, defeating all the challenges you face”.

You grabbed each of his clammy hands that hung beside his limpish figure.

“I want you to achieve the greatest happiness imaginable Eren." You looked up at him, and there was that blush you'd seen on him from before. Darker this time, even in the illuminated sky.

"It's a distinct feeling, I think of admiration? No, more than that. One I can't help, so rather than trying to fight it, I can't do anything but surrender to it. I sound absolutely crazy but I can't help it because-"

“I’m in love with you” Eren finished your sentence.

"Yes, that's exactly how I feel Eren! Wait, come again?"

By the time you could process his words, Eren had pulled you into a deep first kiss. His lips were warmer than you expected. The boy had wanted to hold you like this for as long as he could remember, his own hands couldn't bring you closer to him. He slid his hand through your hair, the other around your waist, finding its way back to that sweet spot underneath your waistline hem.

You quiet moan from his action was enough permission to passionate the bond between you two, as you grabbed him around the neck.

Eren was so immensely happy. He'd had never felt this kind of love.

A love he felt so rawly, he was completely lost in his dreams when he was with you.

You couldn't contain your breath much longer, forcing yourself to break away in a gasp, yet your noses still connected, Eren blindly searching for your lips again.

"[Name]" he whispered , touching his forehead with yours.

"I didn't know how to explain it, how you complete me when I thought no one could, but you do understand me, that's why I-" He stared into your tired eyes, gesturing his confession. "I-I can't contain myself around you. As soon as I see you each morning, I feel every urge in my body to tell you every detail about me, knowing you'll listen and genuinely care. I want... to kiss you every single time I look at you." His breath carried him into a few peppered kisses to your lips.

"Never in a thousand years could this event, or any person i've met be the source of my sanity. It's you, [Name], it always has been".

Your mind couldn't process what exactly had just happened, so you continued to stare down at his shoes, Your foreheads still connected as Eren once again attempted to get a response out of you.

"Was that too much?" Eren asked. His hand had made its way to hold yours, his other against your dry, tear-stained cheek, stroking it with upmost sympathy. "What I did back in the ballroom?"

You smirked, meeting his eyes with pure confidence and shook your head 'no'.

"I never said I didn't like it, Eren".

Eren smiled, wiping your damp under-eyes with his finger as he lead you back into the ballroom. There, you'd met the rest of your squad who was seated at your reserved table.

"Oi, that was some dance you two did" Connie raised his eyebrows up and down in amusement. "I got... lost in the moment." Eren nervously claimed. Connie seemed to notice the two of you still holding hands just as Jean had. "Someone confessed" Jean confirmed, but you could only smile.

"That's enough with the chatting. Get the last of your fun in now, because you won't have another chance like this for a while." Captain Levi broke in. The 10 of you ran back out to the dance floor, enjoying every bit of yourselves into the late night.

In all of your losses, all your tragedies, you'd found true happiness. And it seemed Eren had as well, turning to you with an even greater smile than he had ever made before.

[oikawaplssteponme]

𝑨𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒀𝒐𝒖

“It’s always been you. Has it always been me?”

pairing: Tobio Kageyama x fem!reader

rating/warnings: E for everyone :) [if there ever are warnings, they will be posted before reading]

synopsis: You liked him. He liked you. Easy right? Well, maybe not as easy as you thought.

a/n: hii💓 i can’t believe that im finally posting this. this is the first two chapters but it is in one post. ive been writing this for a while so im super excited to share it :)) enjoy XX

•

one: sweater

“You do realize you have to talk to her in order for her to notice you, right?” said Tsukishima. Kageyama turned to him and growled.

“Of course I know that!” huffed Kageyama. He couldn’t help but stare at you. You weren’t even doing anything. Just standing there, talking with your friend seemed to be interesting enough for him.

“I can’t just go and talk to her. What would I even say?”

“Just ask her out!” squealed Hinata. Kageyama rolled his eyes.

“No one asked you,” he said. Tsukki chuckled.

“Well I hope you enjoy staring then, because that’s all you’ll be doing if you don’t grow a pair and talk to her,” Tsukki chimed in.

Kageyama has liked you since he laid eyes on you. There wasn’t one thing he didn’t like about you.

“Give her your sweater,” said Yamaguchi suddenly.

The group turned to him.

“What?” questioned Kageyama.

“Look at her, she’s cold.” Kageyama turned to look at you again.

You were only wearing a short sleeve button up with a skirt and uniform socks. You rubbed your hands up and down your arms to warm yourself up. It was fall turning to winter and the school’s AC has been full blast all day. You didn’t remember it was going to be colder out.

“Uh...” Kageyama looked down at the sweater he was holding. It was his club one.

“That’s a great idea Tadashi!” said Hinita, practically jumping for joy.

“So what, I'm supposed to just give her my sweater and leave? That’s so stupid,” Kageyama grumbled, trying to think of any excuse possible not to go over to you.

“If you go over to her, I won’t bother you during practice,” Tsukki said. This sparked Kageyama’s interest.

“Just do it,” said Tsukki, pushing Kageyama.

He stumbled on himself, but surprisingly kept walking towards you. Your friend had already left so you were alone by your locker. He walked slowly, practically starting to shake in his shoes. He could hear Tsukki’s laughs behind him, only making him more nervous. Kageyama swallowed the lump in his throat.

“Uh... h-hi Y/N,” he managed to stumble out. You jumped, as if you were startled.

“Oh hi Kags!” You smiled.

You had the most beautiful smile Kageyama had ever seen. Kageyama was so tall, you looked small as he looked down at you. You were the only person in the world that called Kageyama ‘Kags’, and that made him like you even more.

“I saw that- well I don’t mean that I saw, I just happened to notice- that um, you looked cold. So um, here.” Kageyama reached out his sweater. You looked stunned. Your shock turned into a smile.

“Oh my gosh, thank you. I was so stupid and left my jacket at home,” you chuckled. You took the sweater with care, lightly brushing against Kageyama’s hand with your own. You put the sweater on. It hit almost to the end of your skirt and the sleeves passed your hands, so you pulled them up, holding them in the center of your palm, like sweater paws. Kageyama couldn’t help but smile. You looked so perfect in his sweater, as if it were made for you.

“I-I wouldn’t want you to be cold,” said Kageyama. Even he was surprised he could form a sentence.

“That’s so sweet of you,” you smiled. Kageyama started to drift off into his own world just by looking into your eyes.

*RING*

Kageyama snapped back into reality when he heard the final bell ring, signaling the end of the day.

“Well nice talking to you see you later,” Kageyama spoke, a mile a minute, as he rushed back to his friends as they headed to practice without him.

You stood there, with a confused smile on your face. You sighed, realizing you REALLY were wearing his sweater. You hugged yourself, smelling the sweater. You grabbed your backpack and headed to the locker room with an overwhelming smile.

two: backroads

“Aw, little Kageyama getting flustered over a pretty girl!” laughed Noya. Kageyama grumbled to himself.

“I never said I wouldn’t tell everyone,” said Tsukki, enjoying this torment of Kageyama most of all.

“I didn’t know Kageyama could like anything as much as volleyball, let alone a girl,” Daichi chuckled.

“Oh I’m pretty sure Kageyama is in lo-“ started Hinata, before Kags threw him across the gym with full force.

“Shut up Hinata, you moron!” The whole team laughed before getting shushed by Ukai to start practice.

Kageyama couldn’t focus at all. All he could think about was you in his sweater. He wasn’t in sync with Hinata, he couldn’t score with his usual line shot, and he even missed 2 serves.

When hitting lines started, he asked Suga to start. Kageyama went over to grab some water and outside for some air. Little did he know that right there was the cheer team practicing.

“Omg Y/N, isn’t that Kageyama?” said Koi, the friend you were talking to earlier. Your head did a 180, seeing that it really was Kageyama. He stood at the foot of the steps of the gym, drinking his water. You felt your face start to get hot.

“Uh yeah it is,” You said. You were still wearing his sweater, since it was chilly out, but now with leggings.

“Hey Ka-“ began Koi, before receiving your hand over her mouth.

“Say another word and I’ll kill you,” Koi laughed under the pressure of your hand. Kageyama looked up before spotting the scene before him. His eyes widened, before rushing back into the gym. You sighed.

“The last thing I need is for you to embarrass me in front of him.” You said. Koi smiled.

“Kageyama is so hard to read sometimes but one thing is for sure. He likes you.” replied Koi, giving you nudge. You smiled.

“I’m not so sure. I think he was just being nice with the whole sweater thing. I’m sure anyone would have done the same.” Koi shook her head.

“But not anyone did. He did.” Those words felt like a slight punch in the gut to you. Kageyama might be a scary and slightly unapproachable guy but he still was nice. You shook off the comment, putting your focus back on practice.

•

“Come on Kageyama! Get it together!” yelled Coach Ukai, after Kageyama shanked his second ball in a row. Kageyama has been off all practice. You clearly were the only thing occupying his mind.

“Sorry Coach,” said Kageyama, as he finally passed a ball right to target.

“Alright, shag up balls and go home,” said Coach. The team replied with a strong “right” and cleaned up.

“Wow Kageyama you really sucked today,” cheered Hinata. Kageyama sighed, knowing he was right.

“He was occupied with other thoughts-” Tsukki started before getting cut off with a punch from Kags.

“Whatever. See you guys tomorrow.” Kageyama grabbed his things and headed out the door. This was probably one of the first times he actually left practice early instead of practicing hitting with Hinata. Kageyama started to walk home. Now he was the one who was cold. His sweat cooled him off, causing him to shiver as he walked home.

“Kageyama?” He heard a voice call behind him. He turned around and there you were. His heart stopped.

“Oh, hi Y/N. What are you doing here?” He asked, trying to keep his cool. You ran towards him to catch up. You still were wearing his sweater.

“I thought I’d take this route to get home,” you replied. That was a total lie though. You knew that Kageyama always took the back roads to get to his house, which was on the street next to yours.

“Oh...” he smiled. You two walked together in silence for some time. Neither of you had the guts to say something. All your bubbly energy had left your body due to being so close to Kageyama. He was the only thing in the world that made you nervous. Suddenly you remembered.

“Oh Kags, do you want your sweater back?” you asked. You of course wanted him to say no. If you could, you would keep the sweater forever. Plus, you were cold.

“Oh uh, no, you can keep it for now. I don’t want you getting cold,” he replied. Kageyama didn’t know what else to say. He loved seeing you in his sweater as much as you loved wearing it.

“Thank you, I’ll wash it and give it to you tomorrow,” you said, unsure what else to say without professing your love for him. You could feel your cheeks getting hot, not just because of the cold breeze. Kageyama smiled, nodding his head.

You two walked for another five minutes in silence. It wasn’t an awkward kind of silence, you were just glad enough to be in his presence.

“Well um, this is my stop,” you said, pointing to your house. Kageyama gave you a shy smile.

“Oh okay. Uh, goodnight Y/N,” Kageyama said, giving a small wave. You smiled.

“Goodnight Kags.”

[under-the-cherrytree]

The Phantom of the Opera❣︎ A/n: I just needed an excuse to make this picture- Bro I love The Phantom of the Opera so much it was so good my gosh! This is a Phantom Hanako x reader btw Anyways, have a good day/night!

Cold air hit my neck as I shivered due to its sudden contact. I carefully place the needle through the edge of my skirt, trying not to prick my finger as I did so. It was currently midnight and I was sitting in the Opera house. During practice I ripped my skirt and I had to repair it. The assistant manager, Akane, told me to stay behind till the skirt was repaired. He was always quite cold to the ballerinas, all the ballerinas except Aoi. Akane and Aoi grew up together and no matter how many times Akane spoils her she always just brushes him off. The manager, Teru, said that I shouldn’t stay up too late but Teru is used to me staying in the opera house. 

I always thought it was nice in the opera house at night… The way the moonlight hit the floors from the windows, the wind rustling the trees outside having them calmly sway outside, and the way the floors creak when I walked telling me that I was alone in this building. Although being alone wasn’t the best it was a good way to destress from the long day. The ballerinas didn’t get as much credit as the main performers did. I often hung around late, practicing the little lines you had or humming to yourself, but I never stayed around this time. Even the janitor left.

“Ow..!” I slightly flinched when the needle poked my index finger. I sighed as I placed the skirt down and put another bandage on my hand. I grumbled as I picked up my finished skirt.

“Well it's better than a noticeable rip…”  I put my skirt in my big bag. I walked out of the room and looked at the big clock in the center of the opera.

“It's 12:09?!?! I’ve been here too long...” I yelled, grabbing the spare keys that Teru left me and walked off the stage. 

“Y/n…” A whisper entered my ear causing me to turn out of instinct. I turned to see no one.

“I must be hearing things…” I said to myself.

“Y/n...~” I heard the ghostly whisper that caused shivers to go down your spine. I looked around hoping it was Teru coming to check up on me. 

I quickly walked to the door wanting to leave as fast as I could. When I approached the door I saw a letter that had my name on it. It had a red, wax seal with a skull closing it.

“What…” I grabbed the letter and opened it.

‘Dear Y/n,

I am writing to tell you that I have taken a liking to you and your voice. I would like you to be the lead singer for the next performance. I hope to see you soon. 

- The Phantom of The Opera’

‘The what…’ I looked at the paper dumbfounded. A chill went up my spine and I pushed the opera doors open. I started to walk to your apartment reading the letter.

‘A Phantom… I remember people talking about a Phantom before… It's probably a prank from Akane or Teru… I’m not going to think too much of this.’ I thought while examining the paper.

Next day~

“You seriously haven’t heard about the Phantom of the Opera?” Aoi asked as she put on her ballerina outfit.

“No I haven’t…” I nervously smiled.

“Really? That's why we keep box seat 7 open. It's the Phantom's favorite seat!” She put her hand on her cheek.

‘He seriously has a favorite seat…’ I thought to myself.

“He even writes letters to the manager when he doesn't like the show!” Aoi fluffed her skirt “But it is just a rumor… but who knows, it could be real! Why do you ask y/n?”

My face flushed “No reason!” I put the letter in my pocket so she couldn't see.

“Are you sure-” She started but was interrupted by Akane bursting into the room.

“AOI MY SWEETHEART!!” Stars filled his eyes.

“AKANE?!” I yelled at him “GET OUT WHAT IF WE WERE STILL CHANGING?!?!”

Of course he ignored me and went to Aoi.

“How is my beautiful star doing?” He held her hand.

“Akane, I’m not the star of the show, Mitsuba is.” She lightly laughed. 

“You are my star Aoi!” Akane kneeled down and you rolled your eyes.

“2 points!” Aoi said and he cried.

“Akane, what are you doing in the girls changing room?” A smooth voice asked. Teru placed his arm on Akanes shoulder and he froze up.

“Let's go Akane…” Teru smiled and he sighed in defeat. 

As they both were leaving, Teru looked at my pocket. I noticed his eyes widened slightly.

“We will see you two ballerinas on stage!” Teru closed the door leaving you and Aoi. She looked at the wall clock and gasped. 

“Oh my! We should get going now!” She grabbed my hand and we ran out the door. 

We met up backstage with our other good friend Yashiro. Yashiro was a learning singer and often had side roles. 

“Hey you two!” She smiled at us.

“Hey there Nene, you practice your lines?” Aoi asked the cream haired girl.

“I memorized most of them… but if I mess up everyone will be looking at Mitsuba anyways…” She laughed a bit. She always wanted to be a big star so the boys would love her, she would often fantasize about being with the manager…

“Well you will do great Nene!” I smiled at her.

“Yeah- oh it's my scene! See you two after!” She waved at us and went onto stage. I felt someone tap my shoulder and turned around to see Mitsuba.

“You are in the way idiot…” He told me coldly. I moved aside for Mitsuba to get passes and a cocky grin appeared on his face.

“That's right! Move for the one and only Souske Mitsuba! Best performer to live!” He cooed. I rolled my eyes to his behavior. Me and Mitsuba have known each other a bit since we did both work together but we weren’t that close. He mostly hung around the managers younger brother, Kou or Yashiro. He walked onto stage in his big outfit and I sighed. I watched as Yashiro and Mitsuba interacted with each other singing their lines. It was beautiful. The way their voices sounded, hitting every line as they continued.

 It was nearing Aoi and my time to go onto stage when we heard a snap. 

“Y/n!” Aoi grabbed my arm and pulled me back. I looked up to see the curtain falling down from the ceiling. Mitsuba looked up in shock as it was going to fall on him.

“Ah!” Yashiro yelled as she saw the curtain fall right in front of her. 

“UGH! WHO DID THIS?! SOMEONE HELP ME!!” He tried to push the curtain off of him but was unable to due to his lack of muscles. 

Yashiro, Aoi, and I rushed by his side to help lift the heavy curtain.

“OW-!” Mitsuba shouted and grabbed his right leg in pain.

“Oh no!” Aoi covered her mouth as she gasped “I think his leg is broken!” 

“Let me help you…” Yashiro went onto his right side and propped him up so he could lean on her. I looked up to where the curtain fell and saw a figure. It was hard to see details on his face but he had a half mask covering the right side of his face and a white patch on his left cheek. As I started to examine him further he noticed me and vanished into thin air. Like a phantom of the opera…

Akane walked out and examined the scene in front of him. 

“Yashiro, get Mitsuba a cab to the hospital. Y/n go get Yokoo and Satou and ask them what the hell happened.” Akane pointed.

“Uhm Akane sir, we are on this floor…” Satou walked onto the stage and Yokoo followed behind him.

“Wow, seems like a big mess~” Yokoo purred and Akane grumbled.

“Well if you two are down here and not on your post, then who dropped the curtain..?” Akane asked.

“No idea~” Yokoo answered.

“Weird… I'm just glad Aoi is okay…” Akane sighed. I sighed and walked off the stage. I heard people gasping and whispering to themselves about what could have happened.

“So if Mitsuba can’t perform… who's going to..?” I asked myself. 

Terus pov~

I sighed looking at the ruined stage. 

“Yokoo, Satou, fix the curtain…” Akane crossed his arms.

“EH~?!” Yokoo gasped.

“WE CAN’T LIFT IT ALL BY OURSELVES!!” Satou pointed.

“Well you two should have been watching your post.” Akane said and went straight to talking to Aoi. I stood up and walked to my office. I opened the door to see a white letter with a red wax skull sealing it. I sat in my chair and opened the note.

‘Hello Manager,

I requested that y/n l/n be the main star. This was your warning.

 - The Phantom of the Opera’

I placed the note down hearing a knock on my door.

“Come in…” I looked up to see the door open to Kou.

“Oh hello Kou.” I smiled as he closed the door behind him.

“Teru… do you think it was..?” He slightly whispered. 

“Yes it was. I saw him.” I looked at the note again. Kou walked over, picking up the note and reading it.

“Kou…” I stood up from my chair and placed my hand on his shoulder. 

“What is it..?” Kou looked up at me.

“I need you to get rid of him.”

Should I continue this??

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

Hi JWB

Sending you healing vibes..Get better soon..heard the podcast IPK 10 years part 2 and loved it..ur blog has made me appreciate so many things about IPK...i have been rewatching since the beginning..but only the cute ..romcom bits betweeen Arnav and Khushi..but this is the first rewatch after being introduced to your blog and OMG..I have watched all the scenes and Im blown away..the serial is good..and my God ur analysis are mindblowing..i also follow @phati-sari ..and u two are Awesome...I have started attempting my own analysis..just for an audience of one..it makes my viewing experience better but I wanted to thank you both for enriching my life...

Also I noticed how good an actor Barun Sobti is..the scenes after he witnesses Sham and Khushi are awesome..rught from smiling at the terrace upto the forced marriage..the angst is awesome...i kind got converted..from someone whondidnt like the whole arc to someone qhoxould believe and even justify it...thanks for opening me making mu experience better and helping me open my eyes to such nuances..

Much love and wishes

Omg thank you so so so much for this love <3 <3 <3 <3

oAnd yes, thank you for the healing vibes! Physically, the aspects of the show - that's literally what we want. Yes, Sanaya-Barun as Khushi-Arnav is the USPo

I am so glad that the podcast has introduced you to all the aspects of the show - that's literally what we want. Yes, Sanaya-Barun as Khushi-Arnav is the USP of the show but this show literally won't be what it is without the directing, producing, the rest of the cast, editing, background scoring and - MOST IMPORTANTLY - writing.

Eeee, thanks for the love for the analysis *big hugglez*

@phati-sari's blog is just awesome. Her dedication is truly unparalleled. Also, some of my fav posts from her blog is the rule of threes and circle (it's one of my favorite gifsets!). You should check it out if you already haven't!

Barun... I simply love him and his acting. I was always a fan of Sanaya and I think she has a stunning range - probably way more versatile than prominent Hindi Cinema actors tbh. Barun was a discovery for me and he's one of my favorite actors to see cause he's brilliant. Stunning.

I feel IPK also worked because it had two of the strongest actors as its leads. The chemistry was explosive and the directors & cinematographers knew their best angles, lighting and expression.

Haha I'm glad you could see the MU under a new light! I mean, all I say is literally my opinion. I loved the setup for the MU, it was so well done and I think what's nice is that the show doesn't try to justify what Arnav did. I think it's important to know the difference between explanation and justification.

I think it's great to understand and explain what characters do. Justification can go a bit grey because at times we might tend to clarify that the characters were right in doing what they did. And I always try to highlight that I understand what Arnav did and why, but also state that despite the understanding there are some lines that he crossed which he shouldn't have.

That helps me from coloring the character through my eyes and analyzing perspectives from as unbiased viewpoint as I can.

#lectureover

So keep analyzing and I hope you love this show more than ever! There's so much to unpack in IPKKND!!!

Love,

- JWB