#and you are literally right with everything you said like i agree 100%

[hbyrde36]

Inspired by this TikTok

I wrote this instead of everything else I should be working on, enjoy! 😂

Rating: G | WC: 2494 | AO3

Eddie took a deep breath, preparing himself mentally for the night ahead as he walked up the street towards the place he was supposed to meet his blind date.

He couldn’t believe he’d agreed to this, but it wasn’t like he was having any luck finding love on his own. 

After several failed long-term relationships with fuckboys that weren’t worth his time and heartache, who ran the second things got real, he joined the apps—quickly realizing that most of the guys he found on there were only looking for sex. Which was fun and all, but Eddie wanted more. 

He was looking for romance, a spark, someone he could see spending his life with, who was also looking for a partner. Someone who wasn’t allergic to commitment. 

So, he’d quit the apps. 

And when Chrissy told him she had a guy she wanted him to meet he figured, fuck it, he’d tried everything else. 

Steve Harrington. 

He was a friend of Robin’s, Chrissy’s new girlfriend who Eddie hadn’t had the chance to meet yet, but apparently the three of them had gotten together last weekend, and now Chrissy was convinced the man and Eddie were perfect for each other. 

“On the surface it’s giving opposites attract,” she’d said, “but under the carefully styled hair and button down shirts, Steve is not at all what you’d expect. He’s kind, funny, a little weird, and way different than the guys you usually go for—but in the best way. Just give it a chance. I promise at the very least you’ll have a good time and maybe make a friend.”

Eddie wasn’t so sure that’d be the case, but he was here, willing to give it a go, and he had a trick up his sleeve. A little idea he’d stolen from a TikTok video that had, so far, a 100% success rate for exposing duds.

He reached his destination and pushed open the door, entering the warm dimly lit restaurant, and before he’d even reached the hostess stand noticed a man rising from his seat, smiling and waving—waving at him.

And oh, oh Chrissy had better count her days because Eddie was going to fucking kill her. Steve, assuming this was the guy, was quite literally the hottest man he’d ever seen in real life. 

She couldn't warn a guy?  

Eddie raised his hand, absently returning the wave as he continued to stare a little dumbstruck at his date. 

Get it together, Munson. 

Mercifully, Eddie was able to snap out of it enough to put one foot in front of the other again and make his way over to their booth.

There was an awkward moment where Steve couldn’t seem to make up his mind between shaking Eddie’s hand, or hugging him in greeting. 

Honestly Eddie wasn’t sure of the protocol either since it was his first blind date. He supposed this was to be expected. Not only were they about to embark upon the supremely awkward adventure that was every first date ever, but they were also meeting for the very first time having never seen or spoken to each other before.    

In the end it became one of those half-and-half bro hugs with the little pat on the back, before they took their seats opposite one another. 

Steve was the first to break the silence. “It’s good to meet you, Chrissy told me a lot about you.” 

“Wish I could say the same.” Eddie muttered under his breath. 

“Oh, um.”

“Sorry, it’s—I didn’t mean,” Eddie shook his head at himself. “Ignore me.”

“No, I'm sorry.” Steve raked a hand over his face. “It’s weird right? This is weird. I tried to tell Robin—I mean, who even goes on blind dates anymore!”

It surprised a laugh out of Eddie that he couldn’t have held back if he tried. He quickly slapped a hand over his mouth, but it was too late. 

Great job, Munson, laugh at the guy—great way to make a first impression. 

But then Steve was cracking a little lopsided smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling ever-so-slightly with it. He didn’t seem offended, or mad. 

Fuck. 

He wasn’t just dangerously hot, he was cute too. 

Eddie tugged lightly on his shirt collar, and cleared his throat. “It’s a little weird, sure, but that doesn’t mean it’s bad.”

Their server chose that moment to arrive and introduce herself, taking their drink order—some local craft beer Eddie had never heard of for Steve, a Jack and coke for himself—and Eddie used the temporary distraction to try and regain some composure. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t already hoping this would go somewhere, that Steve would be different from all the others.

But when the server had gone and it was just the two of them again, Steve opened his mouth and Eddie instantly flashed back to every bad first date he’d been on.

“So, what’s your favorite—”

Steve hadn’t even finished asking his first question before Eddie was interrupting, raising a hand to tick off each response on his fingers as he went.

“Black, metal, D&D, the 1999 cinematic masterpiece The Mummy starring our lord and savior Brendan Fraser, The Silmarillion, cheeseburgers, Halloween, aaaaand—a dog.”

Steve blinked at him. “...What?”

“My favorite color, genre of music, hobby, movie, book, food, holiday, and of course the classic—if I could be any animal, what animal would I be and why?” 

Eddie let his hand fall to the table with a soft thud. “Dog—hands down. And I know I look more like someone who’d say black cat or something like that, but I enjoy attention and physical affection far too much to be an aloof feline. Shaggy lovable mutt seems way more my speed.”

By the end of his speech, Steve was grinning from ear to ear, nodding in understanding.

Eddie gave half a shrug, blushing a bit under the full force of Steve’s dazzling smile. “Thought I'd save us some time and speed-run the same old, same old.”

A moment later their drinks arrived and they both sat up a little straighter reflexively as the server set each glass down on cocktail napkins in front of them before scurrying off. 

They’d been leaning in towards each other without even realizing, it seemed. It was Steve’s turn to blush now, Eddie noted with delight as he raised his glass to his lips, grateful to have something to do with his hands.

“I take it you’ve been on a lot of first dates?” Steve asked, taking a long sip from his own drink.

“A few.” Eddie said, tilting his cup to swirl the ice around. “You?”

Steve made a waffling motion with his head. “A few.” 

Eddie took another sizable swig from his glass, focusing for a moment on the burn of the whiskey and the tingle of soda bubbles in his throat as he swallowed, and carefully set his cup down on the table between them. It was almost empty already—should have asked for a double. 

“Okay, my turn, “ he said.

Steve raised an eyebrow. “You wanna know my favorite color?”

“No, there’ll be plenty of time to find that out later.”

“Presumptuous of you.”

Eddie hummed noncommittally. “More… hopeful.”

Steve let out a breathy laugh. “Alright, what do you want to know?”

Here goes nothing—

“What would you do if we moved in together and I started seeing ghosts and told you that our house was haunted?”

Steve tilted his head to the side, giving Eddie that soft crooked smile again, and damn if it wasn’t becoming one of Eddie’s favorite things. Can you be obsessed with something you’ve only seen twice?

Steve was quiet for a long moment, nearly draining his beer as he thought it over, but eventually set his own drink down beside Eddie’s and looked him dead in the eye. “Is it a nice ghost or a scary ghost? Are we talking banging on walls and rearranging furniture at 3am? Or a cold yet comforting presence in the corner.” 

Eddie put on a show of thinking about it, rubbing his chin and staring off into space as he tried desperately to contain his excitement. He’d never had the question go over this well before. 

Then their server was back, asking if they wanted another round—yes, of course—and if they were ready to order. They hadn’t even cracked open their menus yet, too distracted with talking. 

“Do you know what you want?” Steve asked him.

Eddie swallowed hard. 

You.

“I-I’m not picky. Order for me? Chrissy said you come here a lot so I’m sure you know what’s good.”

Without hesitation Steve ordered them a burger each, and a plate of some sort of fancy fries to share, apparently they had the best fries. 

It hadn’t been another test, honest. Eddie really didn’t care what he ate, this was already turning out to be his best date in far too long—and It could have been a coincidence, maybe Steve ordered burgers there all the time, but Eddie chose to believe it meant Steve had been listening. Test or not, he’d passed with flying colors.

When they were alone again Eddie smoothed his hands along the table, drawing invisible patterns with his fingers and finally answered Steve’s question. 

“Let’s go with scary ghost, but remember you have no proof, you haven't seen it with your own eyes, just my word.��

Steve waved him off as if that was inconsequential, upending his glass to get the last dregs of the beer, and wiping his lips on the back of his hand.

“Okay, well then it depends on how hands on you want to be. We could consult WitchTok, try and cleanse the house ourselves, ask the spirit to leave, that kinda thing. Or maybe find a priest who’d be willing to help us out? That might be a little more difficult since the church isn’t usually our biggest fans, but I could deal with a little homophobia to make sure you were happy and comfortable in our home.”

Eddie’s stomach flipped, heart beginning to race. He wasn’t surprised exactly, Steve had been blowing past his expectations at every turn already, but there was no more perfect answer to his admittedly insane first date question.

So naturally, he had to push. 

“What if I wanted to move?”

Steve shrugged. “Then we’d move.” 

Eddie stared at him incredulously. Steve said it like it was nothing, like uprooting his entire life for some crazy shit was akin to changing his socks. This was all hypothetical, Eddie knew that, and Steve could just be telling him what he wanted to hear, but Eddie had a feeling he was telling the absolute truth

“But we’d be out, at minimum, a month’s rent and security deposit, and what if the landlord won’t let us out of the lease?!” Eddie threw his hands up, suddenly taking his own game much too seriously. “Or godforbid we’d bought the place, then we’d have to sell it and all our money would be tied up in it, and—”

Steve reached out and took Eddie’s hands with his own, gently stroking his thumbs along the back of them. “Baby—baby it’s okay. No amount of money would be worth you feeling unsafe.”

And Eddie was simply going to pass away, because what the fuck—how was this man so perfect?

“Why—how are you single?”

Steve flashed a sad, self deprecating smile. “I’ve been told I can be a little… intense.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“Well, historically speaking…”

Eddie leaned over the table, pressing a kiss to the back of Steve’s hand. “I happen to like intense.”

Steve sucked in a breath, cheeks flushing again with the most glorious shade of pink. “Good to know.”

They stayed hand in hand talking for a long time, taking turns asking each other the most random questions they could think of. 

“Favorite episode of The Twilight Zone?” Eddie asked. 

“Oh, easy. I don’t know the name of it but it’s the one where the kid is lost and her parents can hear her in the house panicking, but they can’t see her?” 

Eddie nodded his approval. “Little Girl Lost, good choice.” God he was falling more in love by the second. 

“Favorite Abba song.” Steve countered. 

Eddie grinned. “How do you know I even have one? Mean scary metalhead like me.”

Steve rolled his eyes, and shot him a look that clearly stated he found Eddie neither mean or scary. “Everybody likes Abba.”

“Well played.” Eddie bit at his bottom lip. He felt like a teenager with his first crush all over again. “Fine—while Dancing Queen holds a special place in my heart, and maybe this makes me a gay cliche, but Gimme, Gimme, Gimme fucking slaps.” 

It went on and on like that until eventually their food arrived, forcing them to separate. They still spoke as they finished their meal, and settled their tab, but Eddie missed the warmth of Steve’s hand in his already. 

He suddenly understood why some couples chose to sit together on the same side of a booth. He’d happily look like a dork right now to have the opportunity to be pressed up against Steve’s side, to be able to slide a hand along his thigh and maybe—

“Eddie?” 

Steve’s slightly raised voice found him in his daydream, snapping him out of it abruptly. 

“Wha..?”

“Did I lose you there for a second?” Steve asked, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

Eddie rubbed at the back of his neck nervously. “Yeah, sorry, um—you were saying?”

“I said, I'm having a really good time, and I know we already paid the bill but I really don’t want this night to end, so—” Steve slid out of his seat and moved to stand in front of him, holding a hand out—which Eddie took immediately, of course, and let Steve pull him to his feet. 

“I was wondering if you’d want to take this back to my apartment? Y’know, so we can plan a second date?” He finished with a smirk.

Jesus Christ. 

Warmth shot through Eddie’s body at the implications but he found his heart skipping a beat too, because as much as Steve was teasing, Eddie knew somehow that he meant it about the second date. 

He couldn’t believe his luck, Steve was everything Chrissy had made him out to be, and so much more. He was going to send her the biggest bouquet of flowers tomorrow, and maybe an edible arrangement. Were those still a thing?

Eddie leaned in, letting his lips brush along the shell of Steve’s ear as he spoke. “It’s not haunted, is it?” 

Steve shivered, wrapping his arms around Eddie’s shoulders and pulling their bodies flush. “No, but if you’re interested I can think of a few other ways to make you scream.”

Thanks as always to the lovely @penny00dreadful for everything😘😘😘

Permanent taglist(open): @penny00dreadful @pearynice @hitlikehammers @bookworm0690 @wonderland-girl143-blog 

@goodolefashionedloverboi @themagicalari

[bekkachaos]

*screams about heartstopper*

like literally i dont think any one piece of media has ever made me so joyful! It just just so beautiful. Visually its so pretty, thematically it toes (tows?) the line of realistic and comforting really well (at least for me), the acting is incredible - especially considering the age of the actors, and the constant unapolagetic queerness that is so obvoiusly written by queer people is so refreshing and just .. nice to see. Nick saying 'im bi, actually' so many times was heartwarming and - as someone who is bi themself - it was so nice to see that the only time the usual bi stereotypes were presented was through nicks anxiety (and also ben). I am so scared to see where they take nick's self worth in regards to his 'similarities' to ben bc i don't want to see him sad. I had already read the comics so it was so cool to see how effective this adaptation is continuing to be. the final few scenes of episode 6 have altered me as a human being and are like a visual form of pure nostalgia and comfort. the taylor song in there is so gorgeous. and speaking of songs the entire soundtrack was perfect (like they understand the vibe and the target audience) and had me doing the leo dicaprio pointing meme constantly. I also watched both seasons several times in the last few weeks and probably will rewatch for the rest of my life tbh. I cannot wait for the next season. anyway yea

I 100% agree I just watch this show or read the comics and I am smiling uncontrollably and just feel so warm and comforted and happy it's insane!! It's so beautiful to see something that feels so genuine and it's awkward but sweet and even seeing the changes and growth of all the characters from season 1 to season 2 feels so realistic!

Nick Nelson saying "I'm bi, actually" about seven times in S2 is literally so accurate and I felt so validated by that because it's so real (also as a fellow bisexual) to have to continually justify your sexuality depending on who you're in a relationship with. The queer rep is just wonderful and can I just say that Isaac's journey this season was one of my favourites and the way I screamed when he went back into the library and claimed the ace book at the end 🤌

Anyone who hurts Nick Nelson or makes him feel sad must endure my wrath! I want to put him in my pocket and protect him from all the sad in the world he is so sweet and caring and kind to Charlie, I hate seeing him compare himself to Ben but I love the way they showed that yes the situation was similar but he was so different because he cared about how his coming out made Charlie feel too and they literally talked and communicated, it was fucking beautiful.

And the whole hickey shenanigans from Charlie noticing it (or lbh from when Buck gave it to him) was so funny and realistic and just that episode was perfection (I'm saying this like all episodes weren't 😅)

The Taylor song scene literally did things to my heart, I felt that scene physically, and you are so right the whole soundtrack is perfect! I mean, Taylor aside you have girl in red, Conan Gray, Gabrielle Aplin, wolf Alice, Holly humberstone, Miya folick like so many more I am obsessed with the soundtrack! And have you listened to the "to Nick from Charlie" playlist based on the mixed tape from vol 1? It's literally also a vibe and has Hayley kiyoko (my beloved) and Troye Sivan (I was JUST SAYING that his blue neighbourhood album is so heartstopper coded and wild is one of the tracks 😭)

My life currently consists of:

Drive to work with heartstopper playlist

Return from work and watch reels from the show / rewatch episodes

Read more comic (trying to spread it out so I get more but I am failing)

Constantly think about all of them until I fall asleep

Repeat

I'm just obsessed and it makes me so happy like I can't even explain it, I love it so much 💕🩷💕

[gods-favorite-autistic]

People who are like “Omg gen z theatre kids only know *proceeds to list every single musical that came out after 1999*” are the most annoying assholes like hey maybe we just don’t like shit from the 1960’s or we have specific tastes have you ever considered that

[ifimdreaming]

come over?

luke hughes x reader

summary: you and luke have a secret/not so secret relationship

a/n: no warnings really, this is cute i think and very cringey fluff tbh. not proofread.

word count: 1.3k

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Keeping your relationship with Luke a secret from your friends was a hard enough task as it is, but having to keep it a complete secret from your family was proving to be an even more difficult task. It has been over 6 months of you and Luke being together now and everyday you just want to shout from the rooftops just how much you love him.

Although you knew being in the spotlight was 100% not what you wanted, it was so much harder than you thought to have to sneak around and pretend to be single around some of your very closest friends. And Luke knew how much it meant to the public for you to be known solely as ‘Luke Hughes’ Girlfriend’ so you had both agreed on the whole keeping-things-a-secret thing until further notice.

Because of this, It had been almost 2 weeks since you had last seen your boyfriend. Both you and him being respectively busy, and also having absolutely nowhere to spend time together as your two roommates had not been out of the house for any extended periods of time lately. And in the midst of that, Luke and Jack had a guest staying at their condo since the beginning of the month, making it nearly impossible for you to spend any time there at all.

This had you up late at night thinking about Luke for what felt like the millionth night in a row. wishing he was beside you instead of just your childhood stuffed animals. Wishing he was rubbing your back, soothing you to sleep, kissing your neck gently, tracing shapes on your skin - there were so many little ways he showed you his love and you missed every single one of them. And as much as you hated what was at risk with you sneaking him over - laying in bed dreaming about it caused absolutely no harm at all.

Pulling you out of your daydream, you hear buzzing begin to come from your phone that is left charging on your nightstand as you are trying desperately to fall asleep. You look over to see that it is Luke calling you, at almost 1:00 in the morning. You wonder if he had been up thinking about you too.

You reach over and grab your phone to answer him, “hi baby” you whisper into the phone, not wanting to wake up anyone else in your apartment.

“baby I cant sleep. I miss you so much” he says with a tired rasp in his voice. He lets out a sigh on the other end of the phone and its almost like he is right beside you. You can hear the longing in his voice and can just sense how frustrated he is with the single sigh.

“I miss you too lukey. I literally cant sleep either - ive just been up thinking about you” you say honestly. 

You have always been super honest with him about everything. Weather it be you telling him every single detail about how horrible your period is that week, how you absolutely dread doing the dishes and let them pile up for days before getting to them, how you refuse to go out past 5pm by yourself because you are terrified of being kidnapped, or explaining to him word for word why you love the movie ‘love rosie’ so much and how much it means to you when he agrees to watch it with you. Luke knew you so well and you knew him just the same. Because you always communicated with each other. about everything. No matter what. 

Thats why what he said next came as such a shock to you.

“Ive been thinking too..’’ he trails off, his tone quieter than before

You stay quiet on the other end of the phone, curious about what Luke is about to say and suddenly extremely aware of the fact that it is so late at night and he decided to call you without warning. After your silent thinking, you hum a quiet ‘mhm’ in response, urging him to continue.

“Ive just been thinking.. maybe I regret keeping things, with us, a secret for so long. I know I- We agreed to hold off, especially because of how it would affect your life and everything. And I know thats a really big deal. I dont want you to think im being selfish..” he begins, but waits for you to chime in with your thoughts.

Things have worked well this way for so long, that it surprised you he felt this way. Especially because Luke is a very private person in general, you assumed this is how he wanted things. It broke your heart if you made him feel like this was all your idea in the first place. You just thought it would be best for the both of you.

“Luke I dont know what to say. Honestly i thought we were on the same page so I didnt offer to change anything…” 

“How long have you felt like this?” you add, trying to speak loud enough but still with your voice in a whisper.

“I mean. I dont really know?” he says almost as a question

“Luke…” you urge him, hoping he will answer your question honestly.

“Well I guess - about a month now I guess? I know i shouldve said something sooner but I just didnt want to ruin anything. I know thats kind of..shitty..” He says regretfully

Theres the honest boy you know.

“I..I didnt know” you say. Honestly you ddnt know where to go from here. You wanted to tell everyone everything about your relationship at this very moment, but werent sure if thats where Luke was going with this.

“I- What are you thinking? I understand if you want to keep things the way they are. I wanna be clear that I really dont want to force you into changing anything. I just i couldn t keep it to myself anymore” 

It was so exciting to you knowing how much Luke cared about you. The way he cares for everyone around him has always been something you admire about him. He has the biggest heart in the world and you only hoped to be at least half as caring as him. Clearly this has been on his mind for a while and he cared so mch about your feelings towards it that he didnt want to let his feelings ruin what you have.

“Luke I love you, obviously as long as you know that, thats enough for me. But i do want everyone to know that too.” you say as the lump in your throat grows and tears well in your eyes. 

You honestly didn't know why this was making you emotional. But the combination of missing him, hearing him so delicately approach you with this, and knowing this might be the moment you get to share your love for him with the world, is making it hard to get your words out right now.

“I love you so much. and I want everyone to know I do too” he says matter of factly and your heart melts completely. 

You both sit in comfortable silence over the phone for a moment as your slight sniffles fill the quiet air. 

“I dont know why im crying..” you say through quiet laughter and hear Luke share laughter in response. He was so used to you being emotional over the most random things, this not surprising him one bit.

“What can i do baby?” 

You dont even have to think twice of your next response but pretend to be contemplating anyway,

“hmmmm, come over?” you respond hopefully. It thrilled you to think he might actually say yes. Even at 1:00 in the morning.

“Absolutely,” he says with a laugh and you grin ear to ear with giddy excitement, 

“give me 20 minutes”

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[maxiemclaren]

Can you please do one where Oscar and Y/N get a cat together? Ty x

The Orange Tabby

Warnings: fluff with a little angst

Pairing: Oscar Piastri x fem!reader

Summary: you try to convince Oscar to get a cat and he caves.

a/n i honestly blacked out while writing this so let’s hope you enjoy!

“Babe please, just look at how cute they are!” you pleaded with the biggest puppy eyes you could muster, showing him all the cats that were up for adoption at your local shelter. “y/n, love you know how much traveling we do there is just no logical way we could have a pet right now, I’m sorry” he says pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead, searching your face for a reaction, you just sigh and fall into his chest and mumble out “fine, I guess one of us has to be realistic”

Over the next few weeks you keep trying to bring up adopting a cat practically anytime you could. When he was working out, making meals, practicing on the sim, even some times when he was in meetings you would find ways to mention the beautiful orange tabby cat that they recently had received. In the kitchen Oscar was making dinner for the both of you, when suddenly you mentioned the orange cat again. “Enough y/n! I understand you might want a cat, but have you thought that maybe I don’t want one!?” Oscar yelled out of frustration, you stood there almost paralyzed, sure you’ve had your fair share of disagreements but he never raised his voice towards you. “Yeah, I guess I never thought about that, sorry Oscar.” you said and retired to the bedroom for the rest of the night. A sigh left Oscar, feeling regretful of yelling at you, he knew better than to come in the shared bedroom when you were both on edge.

In truth Oscar was trying to research how you guys could bring the cat along with you for the races, well along with getting the adoption papers in order, apparently he was a very popular cat having around 15 other people wanting to adopt him.

Oscar kept tip-toeing around the whole cat disagreement for the next week and just blissfully listened to explain why you were so hell bent on getting one. “Well my grandmother had an orange tabby cat when I was younger and he was my favorite thing” you said feeling emotional. He nodded along and held your hand while you explained, he decided enough was enough and he wanted to tell you the good news. “Love, I need to tell you something” he said practically bursting at the seams, you look at him to proceed with what he needed to say “I actually put in adoption papers for the orange tabby as soon as you showed him to me” he blurted out in a rush. “You’re kidding, Oscar Jack Piastri. You better not be messing with me” you said pointing a stern finger at him. “I’m being 100% serious my love, we pick him up next week” 

Next week rolls around with lightning speed, you two have been out almost all day making sure you have everything you need for your cat. Except there was one problem, you couldn’t decide on a name. “Ooh how about Oliver, hmm maybe Thomas” you said very enthusiastically. Oscar just laughed “Seriously Thomas? What is he an old man? A tank engine train?” you huffed back racking your brain for a name you could both agree on when all of a sudden Oscar had a light bulb moment. “Wait what if we named him Papaya?” You thought about it for a moment and came to agreement on the name. 

It has been the best 4 months with Papaya by your side quite literally, it was like your grandmother’s cat was reincarnated into him, he never left your side making Oscar a little jealous that the cat was getting more attention than him. “But loveee, he gets cuddles all day! What about me?” Oscar said pouting, you just chuckled and opened your arms for your clingy boyfriend. “Have I told you that you’re the best boyfriend?” you said while running your fingers through his hair while he laid on top of you. He mumbled out “Yes, at least twice a day since we got papaya” Looking up towards you, pure love behind his eyes. 

[sayuri-of-the-valley]

On how Crowley and Aziraphale's dynamic shifted in s2:

Okay so I was inspired by this lovely post by @rebeccasteventaylor which I couldn't find the link to in order to reblog directly, but if anyone has a link to it pls I'd love to put it here:

Anyway, while I absolutely 100% agree with @rebeccasteventaylor 's meta, I have to point out that s2 shifted it a little. Especially for Aziraphale.

We don't see him looking away trying to hide his heart eyes anymore as he used to do in s1 (we all remember the "smitten" scene, only to cite ONE). Compare the little breath of lust from the Bastille (when he looks away twice) to the "don't hesitate to ask me if you have any questions about love" one.

In s2, he touches Crowley like crazy. He touches his chest, his hand, his back, asks him to dance, gives him a whole ass cotillion ball.

He was deliberately and explicitly pursuing Crowley this season. If s1 was all Crowley pursuing Aziraphale, s2 was all Aziraphale pursuing Crowley.

And Crowley seemed to either not notice or not acknowledge that Aziraphale was doing that (the way he said Aziraphale only has 3 reasons to call him still drives me crazy. Crowley ffs those were ALL the reasons there is to call someone. He's ALWAYS thinking of calling YOU).

I think Crowley was afraid. Probably for the same reason he never told Aziraphale he was homeless. Which is sad and kinda doesn't make sense at first bc this is all Crowley has ever wanted, right?

Until we remember the last time Crowley let himself love and be loved freely, he was cast away (yes, the Fall). He lost everything bc he wasn't worthy according to some crazy criteria. Apparently he doesn't even know what he DID exactly.

I wonder if Crowley thinks he's not worthy of Aziraphale. I wonder if that's why he refused to see their love for centuries until Nina threw it at his face (Nina LITERALLY doing the Lord's work). I wonder if he's afraid of loving and letting himself be loved and then losing it again. Afraid of daring to ASK and losing everything. Again.

And Crowley wasn't *happy* this season, even with their freedom. I wonder if Aziraphale was mistakenly arriving at the conclusion that he was not enough to make Crowley happy. That him alone would never make Crowley smile the way he did when creating nebulae.

These 4 years were breathing space between the two "wars", according to Crowley himself in s1. And I think Crowley doesn't deal well with their relationship in a calm environment. He only knows how to make grand gestures, and heroic rescues, and go fast and act on impulse because then he doesn't have to THINK. Once he needs to sit down and make a commitment (telling Aziraphale he's homeless for ex), he just STOPS, he can't.

Aziraphale was the opposite. The calmness without any danger was giving him all the space he needed to act on his feelings, while the sense of danger always made him enter denial mode (which ironically seemed to be Crowley's mode in s2).

Of course they still need to put a name on what they are and stop pretending, Nina was absolutely right (and Crowley did catch up on that faster in those last 15min), maybe Aziraphale was still lacking this bit even if he was pursuing Crowley, but we can't deny that until those last 15min the "us" was coming from Aziraphale.

It's sad to realise that unconsciously, without even noticing, Crowley was rejecting Aziraphale almost the whole season.

UNTIL suddenly there's a huge problem, a desperate situation and he wants to abandon everything, take Aziraphale and run away again! (his original plan wasn't even to run away, it was to go to the Ritz). And who can blame him after what happened when he Fell? The Fall was totally unexpected, nobody even knew that could HAPPEN.

Crowley doesn't think himself worthy of Aziraphale (he's UNFORGIVABLE!), and Aziraphale doesn't think he's enough to make Crowley TRULY unashamedly happy and carefree.

And they're BOTH immensely WRONG ofc, we can all see it. They're each other's WORLD.

But they just assume stuff and never ASK, never TALK (bc well, it was literally dangerous before, I get it, their communication issues don't come from nowhere). That's why they have different perspectives on how to fix their situation in the end.

And btw I have to add we can't ignore Crowley was opening himself more too, always taking off his glasses when he was at the Bookshop for example. Ironically he was just a bit slower than Aziraphale for once. All that ofc until those last 15min, when they both change back to their old behaviours (makes me want to bang my forehead onto a wall).

I do believe they'd get there if the Metatron hadn't intervened (interesting that he chose this *exact* moment), especially after that little push from Maggie and Nina (for Crowley) and ofc brielzebub (for Aziraphale) that was gonna make them BOTH confess their feelings.

Anyway, bottom line, fuck the Metatron.

This is also a thread on Twitter :D

[strawberrynightmare]

Mikey, Mitsuya, Koko & Izana with foodie s/o

Content warning: Just Izana being a little bit... extreme

Koko

~It all started when he took you birthday shopping. The two of you went to a mall and he told you to take anything you want and not look at the price, to which you hesitantly agreed. He expected to be dragged into a clothing or electronics shop. Whatever you wanted; jackets, shoes, bags, perfumes, headphones, games, or maybe, once you get more confident, a phone, tablet, laptop? Or even a tv?

~He got so lost in his fantasies it took him a few minutes to comprehend your current whereabouts. 

~...A grocery store.

~Well, that’s fine. It’s completely reasonable that you’d want to do groceries. Duties first, pleasures second. Although he had to assure you that he’s more than happy to pay for your overflowing shopping cart full of sweets, snacks, cheese and other stuff.  He didn’t let you carry everything yourself, either. He insisted he carries at least 3/4 of them.

~Then the two of you went to get pizza. For that, he paid without even asking. Of course, it wouldn’t be good to shop hungry. And then a sweet dessert - ice cream!

~And when he thought that this is where the actual shopping trip starts, you said that you were done and thanked him. He looked at you as if you were insane. Surely, you must have been joking. 

~But instead of saying “just kidding”, you asked him if there’s anywhere he wants to go. This man was so flabbergasted that he just shook his head and silently walked you home. 

~It didn’t take him long to accept his fate and change his strategy, though. 

~Instead of more “classic” gifts, he began to buy you food. And rather than to the shopping malls, he took you to some of the most recommended restaurants. Pretty chill about it too. Although only for as long as he gets to pay. He can get petty when you don’t let him. The two of you literally race to the checkpoint

~And no, you are not visiting McDonald's, KFC or such things. He’s willing to (respectfully) argue with you about that. Why would you even look at their trash-quality food, when he’s more than willing to pay for something healthier and tastier? *proceeds to wave his credit card in front of your face until you give up*

~If there’s a specific food you crave out of the blue, all you have to do is text him. He’ll order it for you. Hell, he’ll even order anything he sees advertised on the internet that he thought you might like, so don’t get surprised when you get random parcels delivered to your door.

~If you’re worried about your eating habits, he’ll suggest visiting a dietician and will even accompany you there. Won’t force you or stick his nose into your eating habits unless it’s clearly dangerous for your health, though. Most of the time he just supports every decision you make.

~Literally the definition of “Eat whatever you want, I can pay.”

Izana

~Okay this guy 100% loves to watch you eat. You can’t convince me otherwise. 

~Like, imagine you’re casually enjoying your waffles and he sits right in front of you, staring at you, drilling holes into your soul with his gaze. Like this ◉_◉. He doesn’t even order anything for himself no matter how many times you ask him if he’s sure that he’s not hungry. 

~Your boyfriend literally can get high on dopamine from watching you eat something you like. He doesn’t get bored. Each time the two of you meet, he just kinda gives you some kind of a snack and at this point, you don’t even question it, cause he’s gonna do it either way. The two of you start talking, he automatically extends his hand with a snack towards you and you automatically take it without missing a beat. 

~The moment you split your food in half and offered it to him, he was so moved. In his mind, he swore to protect you forever. I’ve seen memes about girlfriends saying they don’t want anything to eat and then eat their boyfriend’s food. Which kind of resembles him because he’ll only eat if it’s from your plate. Can’t get his own for his life. 

~I can clearly imagine a scenario where a gang fight occurs and all of the enemies get heavily beaten up except for that one guy who’s captured at the very beginning and then, at the end, they let him go with no more than a scratch, simply because he’s the son of the owner of your favourite sushi restaurant. 

~At the same time, imagine what happens to the people whose food you dislike. Without a blink, he’d watch you eat something, and instead of the usual bliss he sees on your face, you frown and begin to slow down before hesitantly putting down the eating utensils. He’d ask you if anything’s wrong and after you reply that this dish is not really to your liking, he’d just smile and offer that you eat somewhere else. Then, the next day, you heard in the news that the very same restaurant burned to ashes during the night. The cause of the fire was unknown. 

~Another time, he accidentally saw you out in the town with a friend. He just happened to be nearby and considered saying hello when he heard your friend complaining about you eating way too much. You didn’t seem to take it seriously, but a dark glint in his eyes appeared at that time.

~”I never had a problem with how much they eat…”

~Hopefully, you weren’t very close with that friend (._.)

~Lowkey the devil on your shoulder. He only means good, but he never really tells you no. If you’re thinking about whether to get something to eat, you don’t even have to look at him to know his advice. And if you can’t decide between two things, he’ll just get you both no big deal. Even if he’s aware that it might not be the best for you, it’s not like an additional portion of ice cream will harm you, right?

~He’ll even go as far as to rob a grocery store with his gang to get you a good supply of snacks. You might want to establish some boundaries with him. Just saying. 

~Overall, wants the best, but tends to take things to the extremes.

Mitsuya

~Say no more.

~Actually, he’d cook for you almost each time you come to visit him even before he learns about your fondness for good food. And when he does? You got yourself a personal chef and no amount of insisting and resisting will get you out of this. 

~Legit gets offended if you refuse to let him make you food and suggest eating in the town instead.  

“Haaa? You’d rather pay for some stranger’s stuff rather than eat what your boyfriend prepared for you with love?”

~And it doesn’t matter that you only have the best intentions in mind and you don’t want to overwork him. He’s having none of that. If you really insist that you want to eat at some restaurant or worse- a fast food restaurant (!) he has no power to stop you. He’ll go with you, but he’ll be silent most of the time and will be glaring at you as you eat.

“I’m not mad, I’m just disappointed.”

~But the moment you finally break, and promise to always choose his food over others, he’s momentarily back to himself, apologising and cuddling the hell out of you. Overbearing, but he does it out of care.

~That’s where it ends though. He invites you to eat dinner with him every few days and sometimes makes you snacks, but the rest is up to you. He doesn’t really stick his nose into your eating habits. And he doesn’t forbid you from eating in restaurants either. He’ll straight out encourage you to try out new places, but that’s only as long as he’s not able to cook for you himself, probably due to lack of time.

~If he sees some occasional food trucks or other kinds of time-limited food stalls, he’s absolutely getting you stuff from there. He’ll probably get a little bit of everything so that the two of you can go back there and eat whatever you liked the most.

~And if he sees someone bothering you for your eating habits, he won’t hesitate to pull them aside and scold them or even start a fight if necessary. 

~Will ask his friends and fellow gang members if they’ve been to any good restaurants/bars/cafes/food stalls or anything recently so that he can take you there later.

~Also, will try out even more new recipes and even has a little notebook where he writes down your favourite ones. Then, on some grand dates like anniversaries, your birthday or valentines, he’ll prepare little feasts entirely made out of your favourites.

~HOLD HIM FROM BEHIND AS HE COOKS. The first time you did it he froze and started blushing like crazy. He’d pin you to the wall and make out with you if he didn’t have milk on the stove. 

~From there on, he usually demands that you do it each time you ask if he needs any help or feel guilty with how much effort he puts in for you. This is it, this is the payment. Bonus points if you nuzzle your face into his shoulder. It’s his favourite thing to make him relax.

~Compliment his cooking and he’ll be genuinely thrown off. It’s something which always manages to make his mind all hazy and the butterflies in his stomach spring to life. Don’t let him brush it off! Keep going to witness the great mitsuya takashi embarrassed and shy.

~All in all, LET HIM COOK

Mikey

I came up w/ this one while taking a shit

~I can literally see a whole love story forming there.

~Imagine you decided on a study break, went to some shop nearby and bought some snacks. Let’s say, a croissant or two. A full ass croissant with chocolate inside and stuff. And you go to the park to enjoy it. It’s late afternoon, you find a bench hidden in the shadow of some old maple and bon appetit!

~You were halfway in, when you noticed that someone sat at the opposite side of the bench. You glanced that way and saw a blonde who looked to be about your age. He was also eating, but it was dorayaki. Without thinking much about it, your attention shifted back to your treat. After you were done, you quietly left.

~Then, a whole week later, it was also around that time that you decided to have some air, went to the same store and this time, bought a box of cookies. Once again, you ventured into the park and soon noticed that the bench you occupied last time was once again empty. So you sat there and enjoyed your break. 

~And again, the very same blonde appeared and sat nearby but with a different snack. 

You were suddenly pulled out of your blissful state by the stranger’s voice. 

“Can I have one cookie?” You turned to look at him. “I’ll give you pocky in exchange,” he noticed the slight surprise on your face and sent you a reassuring smile. “Is it too sudden? Sorry, but they just smell so good. Seriously, what flavour is this?”

“I think it’s because of the orange filling,“ you extended the box towards him as he moved closer to you. He took one cookie and offered you his pocky. 

“Thank you! Now try this, it’s green tea flavoured.”

“Nice, thanks.”

~No more words were spoken and as you finished, you simply said your goodbye and left. But the next time you went there, he was on the bench already. When he noticed you, he waved you in greeting and another exchange took place, this time, you also had a little small talk. Then, the same situation kept repeating until the two of you sat right next to each other and chatted casually. 

~Every few days, you headed to the bench, hoping to see him there. But after some time, it didn’t simply end on the bench hangouts. He’d ask you to go with him to that cafe you spoke so fondly about. Or the ramen restaurant he recommended. 

~As you began to spend more time together, you exchanged numbers, began to text each other and even developed feelings. None of you could point out the exact time when you fell in love. It just felt so right when you were together, you soon began to officially date. 

~Which brings us to this point. Seriously, you’re like twin souls. It is now a common occurrence for the two of you to exchange food or even steal each other’s. Literally imagine you and a few of his friends hanging out at his place and he looks through his drawers frowning for a while and finally asks “who took my limited edition strawberry taiyaki?” with a death voice. No one dares to breathe, but there you are, head peeking from the bathroom. “Oh, I ate it”.

~Everyone gets ready to hold Mikey down to at least give you a few minutes to run, but he just gets back to his normal mode and smiles. “Did you like it? I’ll buy more for you next time then.” And they’re absolutely bewildered. No, I will never get tired of this trope

~Food dates all of the time. Cafe, restaurant, bar, grocery store, name it and you’ll be going there. Especially if you’re too shy to go on your own. There is no such thing as ‘too much food’ in his dictionary. Eat to your heart’s content and if anyone dares to comment, we all know what happens. 

~Totally the type to bring you some sweets and ask for cuddles, kisses and letting him sleep on your lap in exchange. But hey! You can do the same. Actually, you don’t even have to get him anything. He’s physically unable to say no to you even if he sometimes gets a little bit pouty, a few minutes later he doesn’t even remember why he was mad in the first place.

~Once you have dated for some time, he’s the type to ask you how does your food taste while you’re eating, and as you’re moving your plate towards him, it’s 50/50 whether he demands you to feed him or steals a kiss and then licks his lips and says, “it’s good.”

~The spoon feeding though. He wants you to feed him just as much as he wants to feed you. It makes everyone in the 10 metre radius look away. Especially if you happen to be hanging out with his friends. The moment you start, various groans and sighs can be heard all around you. But at the same time, they all have those little smirks on their lips. 

~Their leader is smitten. Good for him.

[altsvu]

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tattoo ridden

pairing: rafael barba x fem!reader

prompt used: “Is that a tattoo?” from the 100 smut prompt list!

wc: 700

summary: your first time having sex with rafael is a magical one, and when he notices a fairly interesting tattoo on your body, it’s almost like he went feral.

cw: dirty talk, smut (oral, teasing)

a/n: anything smutty with rafael is like the best, so thank you so much for sending this in lovely, i’m so sorry it took so long for me to write it! 🥲

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Rafael wasted no time getting intimate with you. It was literally out the car, out the clothes, and in the bed.

A year back, you and Rafael got together, but you wanted to take things slow, and he agreed.

But now, you felt ready.

It was another long day at the precinct, for you at least. It had gotten to the point where Liv even told you to go home. You liked to get ahead of things because you knew you would dread drowning in paperwork after the fact.

This particular night, however, was a different story for Rafael. He wanted to surprise you. It was you and his’s 1 year anniversary and he wanted to make the day special as can be.

You didn’t forget about your anniversary, you had gotten him a gift, you just didn’t have the time to go drop it off at his office.

So there you were sitting at your desk filling out paperwork when a very familiar figure appeared in your sight. You quickly found out that it was Rafael.

“Rafa.” You smiled, getting up from your desk.

“Hi baby.” Rafael smiled back, pulling you into a hug. “Happy anniversary.”

“Happy anniversary.”

Rafael planted kisses on your lips. You then went back to your desk, and Rafael followed suit, pulling up a chair to sit next to you.

“Paperwork again?”

You nodded. “You know how I am Rafa.”

“I’m staying here until you finish. I wanna take you home tonight.” Rafael said, reaching over to stroke your thigh.

You smirked, knowing what he meant.

“Duly noted, Counselor.”

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Rafael finally got you home. Beforehand, you gave him your gift, which was a watch he’d been eyeing for months. He was ecstatic when he opened the box. After, he pulled out his gift, which was a matching gold necklace and bracelet set. He took the liberty of putting them on you.

Out the car.

Out the clothes.

In the bed.

“I know we talked about it, but are you sure about this? About everything?”

“Yes, Rafa.” You responded, helping him out of his suit. The only suit you wanted him in was his birthday suit.

“Okay.” He smiled.

With that, the two of you wasted no more time getting in the bed and each other naked. Clearly the second step was ignored.

Rafael loved your body and he wanted to admire it all night long. When he touched your naked body for the first time ever, you felt chills running throughout your body and you didn’t want him to stop. His hands felt so nice against your skin. In this moment, his hands were creeping up to your boobs and something special resided in that region.

Your infamous side boob tattoo.

To be quite honest, it was a simple flower, but it was your favorite tattoo.

Rafael’s hand reached it and the chills stopped for a moment.

“Is that a tattoo?”

“Yes.”

The room light was on, so Rafael was able to take a peek under the covers to look at it.

“It’s beautiful.” He whispered, starting to suck on your nipples. He kissed all around the area, as well as the tattoo, and that made you so much more aroused.

He was good with his mouth. So when he finished with your boobs and went to your pussy without a warning, you knew you were going to fold instantly. He made you feel good, and that’s all that mattered in this moment. His lips touched your clit and he sucked on it softly to get you started. He started using his tongue in all the right places, and pushed a finger inside. His intentions were to get you to come for him.

Hard.

“Rafa” escaped your lips numerous times while he was doing this.

“I love when you say my name like that, Y/N. It’s so hot.” Rafael mumbled against your thighs. He got up and leveled with you, and pushed his fingers inside you again, all while he planted kisses on your lips and chest.

The next thing you knew, he was inside you, and it felt amazing. He felt amazing.

It was a good thing the two of you waited.

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[ox1-lovesick]

ᥫ᭡ 투바투 ── reaction to you being close with another member

ꜝꜝ🍓 pairing. txt x gn!reader genre. fluff, angst, crack warnings. swearing (?) wc. 100-200 each

ꜝꜝ🍓 synopsis. how txt feels about you being close with the other members

ꜝꜝ🍓 a/n. back with another reaction cause writing is hard 💀👎 hope you enjoy !

𖤐 YEONJUN

i think we can all agree that yeonjun is the type that get's jealous pretty frequently 💀 he just wants your attention to be on him and him only at all times 🫶

of course he was ecstatic that you got along so well with his friends and how they basically adopted you into the group the second you walked through the door

although what he's not so ecstatic about is you and taehyun giggling amongst yourselves like the rest of them aren't there 🤕

with taehyun being one of the more shy and conserved members, he was both in awe and really happy that you were able to get him out of his shell and that taehyun could be comfortable around you

and he still is, don't get me wrong. he just wished the two of you would tone it down a notch

he's not exactly a fan of seeing you two cuddling with each other, cooking with each other, reading with each other, joking around with each other 😟

so when he comes home later that day and sees you both huddled up on the couch together watching some animal documentary while sharing snacks, he's not very happy

that was your thing, the thing you did with him almost every night, he should be there all snuggled up next to you devouring a pack of oreos instead of taehyun 🙁

he's not toxic of course and isn't going to cut you off from each other, but he will shove himself in the middle of you to create a barrier and assert dominance

although that doesn't seem to do the trick because even as yeonjun is literally ontop of you, you continue talking to taehyun about killer whales and what not like he isn't there

he swears his blood starts boiling when he sees taehyun feed you an oreo, right infront of his face too 😟

unfortunately loses his cool a little and tells taehyun to back off before stealing the packet right from his hands

immediately feels guilty though because taehyun decides to leave, leaving him with a very angry partner

and although you are really upset with him for talking to taehyun like that, you decide to let him explain himself because yeonjun isn't one to lash out for no reason

after you both talk it out and come to an agreement, you drag him over to taehyun's room so he can apologize

and then all three of you head back to the couch to finish your documentary (with taehyun sitting at the other end of the couch this time)

𖤐 SOOBIN

being the leader of the group, i think soobin would be very hesitant to introduce you to them because he feels like he has to be sure of himself and the relationship

after all why would he waste his member's time if he wasn't ?

so when he finally does decide that it's time, he's so relieved that all of them really liked you 💔

although when one of them startd to like you a little too much for his liking, it creates a problem

beomgyu was a ray of sunshine, there's no doubting that

he was kind, he was caring and most of all he was funny, what wasn't there for you to like about him?

soobin didn't like your new found interest in gyu not one bit.

he's so nasty to beomgyu when you two are together HELP ME

if beomgyu tried to hug you he'd physically pry him off you because he should be the only one touching you 🤨

of course he's only pushing his luck because it's beomgyu and beomgyu finds it funny, he's not actually so jealous that he doesn't want beomgyu breathing near you (maybe he is)

with that being said beomgyu will do everything in his power to provoke him

he'll sling an arm around you, give you cheek kisses, hold your hand when walking in crowds or have it on the small of your back, feed you and a whole bunch of other things just to get soobin angry 💀

HATES IT WHEN YOU AND GYU MAKE JOKES ONLY YOU TWO UNDERSTAND HE FEELS SO EXCLUDED

will 100% try and extend on the joke or just laugh with you both and it embarrasses him every single time 😭

tries to make jokes like that with you but they're mostly based off a one time experience so you never get them 💀

get's especially jealous when beomgyu sits himself ontop of you and you play with his hair because that. should. be. him.

would probably yank beomgyu off you and angrily lay on your chest and put your hands in his hair

if you don't start playing with his hair too he will cry

but beyond his temper tantrums he finds your relationship with gyu really cute :(

watches you two fondly from afar when you're playing around with each other

will often encourage you to invite beomgyu along on your trips together

especially if you're doing something beomgyu likes or is interested in

he'll be the one holding your hand though beomgyu can figure himself out

𖤐 BEOMGYU

beomgyu finds you and hyuka adorable

you could literally kiss kai infront of him and he'd coo (not really but you get what i'm saying)

he loves that you become more energetic around kai, especially if you're more quiet and peaceful but even if you are already a pretty lively person kai just brings out a different side in you that he loves to see 🙁

will sit in a corner and watch you two bounce off the walls together

the others would whine about how when they so much as look at you beomgyu get's angry but kai could do just about anything with you and get a free pass

he would melt on the spot if he finds you and huening playing with his plushies or cuddling them 💔

there are some times when he gets a bit jealous like when you baby kai and coo at him or cuddle up to him because he wants to have things that only he can do with you

please hold him too he might actually start crying

or when he's in need of your reassurance and affection, he wants you to himself in those moments and kai respects that and leaves you two alone so there's not really much reason for him to be upset

loves when the three of you gang up against the others

teasing soobin or calling yeonjun old together are his favourite activities

you obviously have a handshake that you all have to do every time you see each other 👆

aswell as many inside jokes that always leaves the other 3 scratching their heads

as long as you give him just as much of affection as you do hyuka all is well !!

𖤐 TAEHYUN

he tries to play it cool, he really does, but on the inside he's dying

"oh you're hanging out with yeonjun today? that's cool, be safe" and then you leave and he's ripping the whole apartment to shreds

it's cute sometimes like when you and yeonjun talk about dogs or something but not when he's holding your hand and flirting with you

he does set boundaries of course and yeonjun is respectful of them, but in all honesty? taehyun just wants you to himself 😟

will never get angry at you though it's yeonjun who's the problem

even if yeonjun's just existing in your presence he's still a problem

you could fall asleep on yeonjun's shoulder and he'll be like "👹👹👹"

poor yeonjun won't even do anything and he's still angry

both of you find his jealousy very cute though and tease him

and he'll let it slide most of the time because you're there, but later he's spitting in jun's coffee

although taehyun seems to be constantly enraged by you two he does find you both really cute

is especially soft when you take care of each other, such as preparing meals for the guys together, helping take care of each other when one is sick and so forth

really appreciates yeonjun looking out for you when he can't be there to do it himself or in ways that he can't

and ultimately happy you = happy terry so as long as you're happy so is he

𖤐 HUENINGKAI

he loves the fact you and soobin are close hello ???

his besties are besties ??? what more could he want !?

will 100% buy you all friendship bracelets and necklaces and you MUST be wearing them at all times 🤨

has a group chat with the three of you in it where you bully the others

loves wearing matching outfits with you two as well!

especially on halloween and things like that you all rock up to the party as the totally spies girls

genuinely not a jealous bone in his body

you and soobin are cuddling??? he'll get a blanket and cover you both

you and soobin are feeding each other? he'll put more food in your plates

you and soobin are going out together without him? that's cool, as long as you bring him back food 🫶

you could peel soobin's perilla leaves and he's still so unfazed

the others are a bit scared by it tbh

there are some times when hyuka wants your attention on him and not anyone else, so as long as you give it to him he's as happy as ever !!

sometimes he can get a little annoyed or frustrated like when he wants to tell you something or do something with you but you get distracted by soobin, although that's something that you two work out together

overall he's just ecstatic that two of the people he loves most love each other too 🙁🫶

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[cozzzynook]

regarding the latest post with bee and cliff being meg and op’s sparklings: what are their reactions to star being bee’s conjunx?

I imagine megs is gonna blow a fuse and immediately try something to make them split, cliff takes his sire’s anger as well but he’s vocal about it, op is trying to be civil here but has his own doubts. bee knew this was a mistake but bought star because it would eventually be known soon, meanwhile star has a smug smile and isn’t (not a lot anyway) phased by bee’s family. drift and ratchet don’t like it either, neither does their sparklings. but their sparklings are more accepting, since if bee likes this menace of a seeker maybe he’s not that bad. (they may or may not be right)

adore and love your writing 🫶🫶

😭 thank you!

Bee is 100% not ready to introduce his conjunx to his family.

Cliff is downright unbearable in his complaining and his sire is over the top literally shooting his canon at Starscream who is laughing and antagonizing the former war mech.

Optimus is no better because he does keep his conjunx from offlining Starscream but he does threaten him with a Spark scalpel curtsey of Ratchet who came to the family dinner with his conjunx and sparklings who brought their conjunxes and sparklings.

Cliff is conjunxed to Mirage who proved his love for Cliff already, so the mech is just sitting back watching everything unfold happy to not be the subject of his conjunxs creators ire.

Starscream is not an idiot.

He does not take Optimus’s threat lightly and he knows to fear that mech more than Megatron. He’s dealt with Megatron for thousands of years, he knows how to deal with him.

Its Drift and Ratchet along with Optimus that he fears.

He knows who Drift used to be and he knows Ratchet can and will take him apart piece by piece.

He has no intentions of hurting or leaving his little space bee but he does wish for this family dinner to be over with so they can go back to the peace and quiet of their home where he can spoil his little brat of a conjunx and enjoy his spoiling right back.

Starscream matches Cliff’s snide remarks right back and matches Ratchets glares with devious smirks while carefully taunting Optimus whenever he makes an underhanded remark and he matches Drifts weary glares with raised optic ridges.

By the end of dinner Bee has enough and lays in on his family for being so rude to Starscream.

“Carrier! You can’t say a word about my choice in conjunx when sire was a warlord!! Sire! You worked with him!!! You both committed war crimes! Uncle Drift you were a decepticon too at one point and Uncle Ratchet you conjunxed him when he was still a con! None of you have the right to judge so stop it! Or I won’t be coming back!”

“And cliff!”

Cliff was just staring with his mouth open since Bee so rarely yelled.

“Stop with the remarks! You hated it when sire and carrier treated Mirage like this! Don’t do it to me and my conjunx!”

Bee stands and yanks Starscream with him who looks shocked and follows Bee before holding him and lifting him up.

“While your family is quite rude to guests. They have a right to worry love.”

“Not you too.”

“I’m on your side always,” Starscream assured him, “but I don’t want to see you arguing with your family or on bad terms. Especially because of me.”

And Bee knew his love missed his trine even if they were simply far away back in Vos it sucked to be without your family close by. Especially since the trio were so close they practically lived with them.

“Lets head back home to Vos?”

And Starscream smiled a little at this, completely focused on Bee forgetting the others who saw Starscream in a different light.

“Only if you all reconcile,” he agreed kissing his yellow loves helm.

“I think we owe you an apology,” Optimus said after clearing his intake passage.

“Sorry Bee…screamer,” Cliff said still such a brat but at least he tried.

Ratchet was still bitter but he did huff out a gruff sorry followed by Drift’s apology.

Megatron had to be elbowed by Optimus and after a few kliks and a sigh he apologized.

Bee bunched up Starscreams dermas before his mate could make things worse.

“Thank you,” he smiled warmly, “i think we should go now. I’ll contact you guys later?”

With a sad nod his creators and split spark hugged him before seeing them off.

Dinner went well since no one was offlined but it was still a disaster.

Bee was wondering what they’d do if the two ever sparked.

He was not looking forward to that conversation.

[max1461]

Like I guess, what's the point of this discourse?

The anarchist community gardening enthusiasts talk about various motivations. Yeah, some of them say they want to bring all of civilization down, man! But it seems like most of them talk about stuff like, as I mentioned, "food autonomy". They want to have greater control over their food, where it comes from, and what's in it. And they want to acquire it by their direct effort, rather than indirectly through a production chain and so on. Are these invalid things to want? Yeah, a lot of the rhetoric that goes along with it can be silly, and I'm not saying we shouldn't correct people's factual errors. But, at a basic level, are these unreasonable things to want? No, they're fine! Maybe you don't want them, but they're fine.

A while ago everyone in this sphere of tumblr was taking turns dunking on the anarchist community gardening enthusiasts and I thought that was unfair. They're out there living their life, you know, self-actualized and doing something that makes them feel fulfilled and empowered, and everyone is dunking on them because it's an inefficient production method.

Ok, I get it. They're proselytizing the community gardening thing, saying everyone needs to do it in order to stick it to the man, and that can be annoying. And they're wrong when they say the whole economy can work this way, so if they say that it should be corrected. But they're not wrong when they say that it gives them more control over and knowledge about their food, in the sense that they care about. That claim seems reasonable! And if they value having that, it's good they can have it!

Right, so, my post was like. Well you can go read it. Basically "I think we're being unfair to people who complain about living in industrial society".

And the response to that post was much to the effect of "well, they shouldn't complain, because they can still go live in the woods and do all this pre-industrial stuff within industrial society, so the complaint is invalid".

Right, right, I agree they can do this stuff. They are doing this stuff. But you all complain when they do it! You all dunk on them for doing it! Even when they respond to their sense of dissatisfaction/alienation in precisely the way you prescribe! You see why that feels sort of annoying.

So, it's fine. You are 100% entitled to be a hater on your blog. If you want to dunk on the anarchist community gardeners that's not wrong. But this is part of why I feel alienated on tumblr. It's this feeling of like "the only valid lifestyle to want is the Bay Area programmer/STEM academic lifestyle, everything else is dumb". Well I am literally an aspiring STEM academic, but there's also more to me than that, and I don't like the dunking on everything else. It makes me feel bad. And it's not justified—as I said, these anarchist community gardeners are in fact getting the thing they want to get out of their activity. At least it seems to me. So the dunk feels aimed at the desire itself, not the efficacy of the act. It seems like an expression of "have my preferences or you're dumb".

We don't all have the same preferences!

[skibasyndrome]

hi i just have to say! that i think the writing for wille is perfect this season. kinda annoys me that this is a hot take but! i think it makes SENSE. everyone wants wille to be this perfect boy but he actually doesn’t have the foundation to be that person. he had a sterile and isolated upbringing where he has never had any agency while at the same time having obscene wealth and anything he could ever want except for LOVE. like cmon the only people who have probably ever said no to him were his parents!! and they were absent and loveless! and then he loses the closest person in his life only to find out that he wasn’t who he thought he was and AND that maybe he wouldn’t have accepted him. and for so long wille kept erik’s love close to his chest and used it as a life raft. his parents can’t accept him his classmates can’t accept him the world can’t accept him simon can’t see his side but erik. erik would love me through all of this even if my parents won’t. but that comes crumbling down! and i know i am just rehashing the plot of the series but BE FOR REAL EVERYONE. he was set up to be a cold, selfish, privileged asshole and the fact that he fighting back against this and having this deep internal struggle of just wanting LOVE and wanting to be with the boy he loves but he can’t and no one understands is! brave and really hard! the isolation he must feel!!! and also like!!! HE IS A PRINCE HE IS SURROUNDED BY YES MEN!! ofc he has an attitude. also he’s a teenager hello??? the writing makes sense it’s so goooodddd to me personally and edvin Understands wille and portrays this insane struggle so so well. anyway i felt the need to step in and say my piece bc everyone always gushes about how they love that wille isn’t perfect but when they portray all this internal struggle coming to the surface in unhealthy ways everyone throws a fit and turns on him. justice for wille!!!! yeah he’s an asshole but he is trying!!!!!!!! (sorry this is long no one i know irl watches this show so i have opinions)

don't apologize for this anon, THANK YOU for your great points!!!!

I agree 100% with this. Wille has always been this very flawed, very sheltered character and I LOVE what they did with him in s3 even though it really, really hurt to see it, naturally, because I just want these characters to be happy together (and I still think they will be, after some work and more talking and Wille making some decisions). But yeah, this isn't new for Wille, Wille wasn't "ruined" this season, that's the Wille we know and love and yeah, that makes a bunch of questionable decisions because of the fucked up way he grew up. But I mean that's the beauty, right, he found a guy who can finally show him that that's not something he has to be stuck in, that change is possible, that working on himself and getting better for himself and the people around him is not only important but possible. I mean Wille literally told Simon he learns from him. This id anything but easy and anything but a linear process, but he's there and he's willing to do the work!!!!!

I really try not to get too deep into any of the discussions, especially about character morality, just because we're still one episode short and also because the onslaught of theories and opinions and everything is nerve-wracking as is and I try to guard a last piece of sanity, but seriously THANK YOU for this. You put into words what I haven't been able to 💜

and feel free to come discuss YR with me any time! I know the struggle, so please, let those thoughts out :)

[lefluoritesys]

My sibling in system (disorder holder & fictive) really wants me to do this post, but they barely have any words, so here we go:

We see a lot of systems struggle with big decision-making IRL because not everybody is on board, and we realized that trying to have everybody on board is probably the worst thing we have ever tried in the history of our systemhood. And I'm saying this as the alter who also dug too deep into our trauma and almost became Elsa in the depths Ahtohallan. Moreover, we're also polyfragmented. After a long and painful time of trying to figure our decision-making as a system, we have finally come up with some tips that might be useful for some other systems:

Ask your active fronters instead of all your alters. This might work best for polyfragmented systems but still works for smaller systems, too. Yes, active fronters and frequent fronters can change after a while, but it's still better to do what's best for you all npw and what you all want now than think about the possibilities of the future that haven't happened yet. Unless they are like life and death or extremely harmful to y'all, however, it's always necessary to take precautions.

Compromise is not supposed to please everybody 100%. Compromise is supposed to find a solution that 1) You all don't hate as much, 2) Will keep you safe. As long as others agree by at least 50%, the compromise is good. If you find other options, and they please everybody more, then by all means, go for it. But as long as it's safe, and all of you agree by at least a half (or, well, 50%), then that's a good compromise. Perfect solutions don't exist. Not always, at least. At the end of the day, you will still disagree with each other on little things, even if the plan feels and/or is perfect.

Your system structure, ideology, and hierarchy really do decide how you make decisions. There is literally no perfect advice for you out there, not even this post. Some systems have a host, and everything heavily depends on their decisions and how they are affected by what's going to happen. Some systems don't have a host but have a group of people at front who are in charge. Some systems are partial DID systems, some systems are class systems. It's always going to be different. Just because some tips work for some systems doesn't mean they should absolutely work for you.

Create polls if they work for you. Polls might work. Grab a system journal and tell everyone there's an active poll and get their answers (Simply Plural provides that option).

Writing a list of wants and desires. Your alters has a dream? Have them right it down (with consent) and consider it in your next big decision. Or just a decision. Maybe your alter wants chips, and you go out the next day, so you're like, "Oh yeah, lemme buy chips on the way home for them."

Writing a list of pros and cons. Cliché, I know. And gotta admit, never tried it ourselves just yet. But if we did, we'd probably write a general list of pros and cons, then letting our trauma holders and active fronters add some stuff that they want.

Speaking of your trauma holders, listen to your goddamn trauma holders. LISTEN TO THEM. If there's one type of alters who know more about your life and potentially you more than you do, it's your trauma holders. They know what they're talking about. They are not imagining it (this was said due to personal experience and not as an attack). It was, in fact, that bad, and even if you don't believe that, believe them when they say it. If a trauma holder says to get away from somebody or someone, hear them out. Do not dismiss them but have a conversation with them and understand that their opinion on the matter is important. It really helps to put things in perspective.

If you make the decision that will not affect you long-term, hold responsibility for that decision. Hold responsibility always, obviously, but I mean alter-wise. Alert others about it, or front long enough until that decision stops affecting you. Have a safety net in the form of your alters.

Always have a safety net IRL, too. Friends, maybe immediate family if possible, lover, partner system. Know where the nearest hospitals and fire departments are, write down all the emergency numbers. We ourselves created a list on our system notion page where we have names and emergency contacts of the people who we can turn to in case of a crisis, as well as local crisis lines. We also add notes about whether or not we can bring up the system around these people. Even if it's something small, better be prepared than dead (I am well aware a lot of you want to fight me on this, but you know what I mean, no dying. /t /nm)

Will this work for every system? No. But it works for ours. /ref

-host

[bellysoupset]

Hey, Soup! So I have an idea.

If there's one thing I know, it's that carsickness can be made 100 times worse by 3 things: uncomfortable warmth, abnormally stiff seats, and fragrant car freshener scents. Leo and I are literally in the exact same boat when it comes to car sickness, and I know that when you get dizzy enough you can barely keep your eyes open, and it will not go away for hours!!!

I had this idea where maybe the whole gang goes on a trip somewhere and they rent one of those vans that has two seats in the front, two in the middle, and three in the back. And while they're driving somewhere and having a good time and everything, maybe Leo is just super uncomfortable in the van because it has little inconveniences that are just making his carsickness so much worse, but he doesn't wanna spoil the mood so he says nothing.

And maybe when they make a stop for gas and snacks or something, Leo stands outside the car and suddenly just starts throwing up violently.

Suddenly, everyone is panicked because Leo is almost delirious with nausea and dizziness. And Jonah is on the fine line between nervous boyfriend and trained doctor.

After that, maybe they manage to finish the drive to their hotel or wherever they're staying and there's just a lot of cute fluff and cuddles with Jon babying dizzy Leo.

I just think this would be so cute!!!

Plus, I'm stressed out with classes so I NEED my Jon and Leo fluff!! It's my serotonin (I think I spelled that right)!!

Hi darling! Thank you so much for this prompt and I hope you have your dose of Jon/Leo serotonin and classes are no longer stressing you out 💛

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"Leo can't go in the back," Jonah said sleepily, his voice a notch deeper than usual and twice as grouchy. He wanted to strangle Bella for suggesting they do a mini road trip for the nearest music festival and his boyfriend for agreeing with it.

Bella was virtually untouchable after such a scare during Halloween, so whatever Bells wanted, Bells got and that was the whole reason they were now in a van driving to fucking Manchester. Jonah wanted to kill her.

"I'm fiiiine," Leo whined at his overbearing words, but everyone else agreed that there was no way Leo could sit in the back, so he was quickly banished to the front of the van, alongside Luke, who'd be driving for the nearly four hours long trip.

Really, Manchester?

"Glare any harder and Bell will need at least two more stitches," Vince teased him with a whisper, while Jonah glared at Wendy and Bella curled up together on the seat ahead of him.

Jonah let out a huff, "I don't even like rock."

"It's a music festival," Vince rolled his eyes, "cheer up, man. There's gonna be a bunch of other shit to do, cool food, other bands too."

"Don't tell me to cheer up, shut up," Jonah scoffed, jamming up his elbow on Vin's side when the man tried to grab his shoulders and rattle him.

"Just go the fuck to sleep," Wendy yawned, eyes closed and squirming on her seat so she could better use Bell's shoulder as a pillow, "you're always cranky when you're sleepy, just get a nap."

"I'm not a fucking toddler," Jonah kicked their seat, causing Bella to open her eyes, all blue, confused and a little in pain. Guilt burned his stomach, "sorry..."

She opened a small smile, nodding and pressing her cheek back to the top of of Wendy's head.

Lucas had volunteered to drive, half because he was a control freak, half because he needed to be given something to do. Either way, Jonah was happy he had, because he knew that if Luke and Vin had been sat together, no one would be able to catch even a little bit of sleep. He curled up on his side, resting his forehead on the window and turning away from Vince, quickly dozing off.

Jonah woke up with giggling.

He frowned in his sleep, trying to figure what were the whispers about or the giggles... Something trickled his nose and he wrinkled it, closing his eyes back again... Something trickled his nose again and Jonah sneezed, a hand coming up to shield his face from view and smearing shaving cream all over his nose and mouth.

Vince, Wendy and Bella let out a howl, wheezing with laughter and Jonah opened his eyes in shock, before glaring at them, spitting the shaving cream, "What are you, fucking four years old?!" he exclaimed, kicking Vince's thigh with all his force, "what the fuck!?"

Wendy was clutching her ribs, "you look soooo cute with the cream mustache!"

"Shut up Wendy!" Jonah exclaimed, furiously trying to wipe the shaving cream off his face, but only causing a bigger mess since they hadn't been economic when putting it on his hand. Bella was wheezing, her head thrown back with a laughter and he could see Luke's shoulders shaking too. The whole car smelt like Vince's overpowering lavender scented shaving cream.

"Stop the car!" Jonah groaned, wiping his still dirty hand on Vince's shirt and causing him to squeal, since he was too busy laughing to avoid getting smeared with it, "Atwood, stop the fucking van!"

"Okay!" Luke yelled, clearly laughing, "fine! Calm down!" and then in a lower voice, "we needed gas anyway."

Jonah glared at his friends, groaning that now he'd be smelling like Vince the rest of the day, "you guys are such assholes," he pouted, once again trying to wipe his face, just as Luke turned on the lights to show he'd be turning in the nearest exit.

"I'm s-ssorry," Wendy said, but it was hard to believe she was apologetic when there were tears clinging to her lashes, mascara smeared with how hard she had laughed, "here, here-" she reached inside her bag and grabbed a little washcloth, so he could wipe most of the cream, although the sticky sensation and powerful smell was still there.

A gas station came into view and the van swerved to the right, shaking with the change of terrain, before coming to a stop before one of the gas bombs.

He immediately jumped out and so did Luke to fill up the tank and so did Leo... Who took three steps forward and bent in half, throwing up all over the floor and his own sneakers.

Jonah let out a yelp, jumping back. He was far away enough that he watched the next events unfold in slow motion, Leo swaying forward as if he was gonna pass out and Lucas realizing what had happened, barely managing to catch him as Leo's knees buckled, arms wrapped around his chest.

"FUCK!" Luke's shout overpowered Jonah's equally nervous "Leo!"

He skipped forward, shaving cream forgotten, not a mind paid to the disgusting puddle on the ground, crouching down to where Luke was holding Leo by the chest, the blonde still hung forward, vomit dripping from his lips.

"Baby, baby, baby, hey-" Jonah chanted, cupping his face, "Leo, open your eyes... Baby, what's wrong-"

"Carsick..." Leo groaned, his voice rough, before he heaved again and Jonah was forced to jump to the side, narrowly avoiding getting his jeans covered in puke. Leo let out a sob, one hand darting out and curling on Luke's shirt, squeezing it until his knuckles turned white, "msorry-" he slurred, a line of sick saliva hanging from his bottom lip.

"Don't worry about it," Lucas said, his voice calm, while he met Jonah's eyes over the blonde's head, all worried, "I'm gonna get us up, okay?"

Leo jerked slightly, barely nodding and Luke moved his arms, wrapping Leo's chest with his right arm and grabbing on the van with the left one so he could pull them both up, Jonah moving forward to grab his boyfriend's bicep.

He could tell that Lucas was holding all of Leo's weight just by the way Leo's feet were almost dangling on the ground. Jonah frowned, rubbing his boyfriend's back, just as Leo heaved again, letting out a loud moan as even more vomit joined the mess.

"Shhh-" Luke cooed, while Jonah moved his hand so he was holding Leo's forehead, stopping him from getting his shirt and Luke's arm covered in sick.

"Goddammit Leo, why didn't you say anything?" Jonah said, using the little washcloth Wendy had given him to wipe his boyfriend's mouth, "we're gonna get you to the bathroom to get cleaned up."

"Nooo..." Leo punctuated the groan with a sick burp, gagging again, "can't walk... Wirl- Twirling..."

"Did you hit your head or something?" Luke asked, frowning, but Jonah rolled his eyes. This was not a concussion, Leo was not a football player anymore.

"Where exactly he would've hit his head, he spent all of yesterday at the office," he snapped, stroking Leo's cheek, "baby did you take the meds?"

"Uhmmmm..." Leo groaned, although he nodded, before he gagged again and slurred, "move-" and threw up once more. Jonah wasn't sure how he had so much in him, after the meager breakfast he had forced on the blonde this morning, exactly because Leo didn't want to get carsick and was refusing to eat, Jon reasoning he'd feel even sicker if he had nothing in his stomach at all.

He waited until the spell passed, before cupping Leo's cheeks and forehead, expecting to meet a fever, but instead under his hands there was just cold, clammy skin.

"I don't... I don't feel well..." Leo whined, wrapping an arm around his stomach, "Jon..."

"I got you," Jonah squeezed his nape, "are you done?" he couldn't possibly have more in him, right?"

Leo let out a groan that could mean anything, so Jon forced him to remove the arm from around his belly and threw it around his own shoulders, while Lucas did something similar so they could drag the blonde to the bathroom.

Yet, Leo was completely boneless and not five steps in, his knees gave up again, nearly pulling all three of them down.

"I got him," Vince jumped out of the van, from where they had been watching the scene unfold, Bella and Wendy's head poking out of the doorway.

"I got you, kiddo," he circled Luke, getting Leo's arm wrapped around his shoulders instead of Lucas' and then wrapping an arm around the blonde's knees, lifting him up with a grunt, "where to?" Vince asked in a strained voice.

"Here," Luke led the way, while Jonah was too busy fussing over Leo. He could tell the blonde wasn't feeling well at all, because he didn't complain once at being carried like a damsel.

All four of them spilled into the public bathroom of the gas station. They were lucky it was a big franchise, a normal stop for buses, so the bathroom was huge, with many stalls. Leo let out another groan, pushing at Vin's chest and the other man put him down just in time for Leo to stumble toward the sink and bring up another mouthful of sick.

He let out a pitiful moan, knuckles white on the granite of the sink and Jonah grabbed his bicep to keep him up, rubbing his back, "you're okay baby, just get it up. You'll feel better soon..." he said helplessly. Leo shook his head, his whole face scrunched up.

"My stomach-" he made a little drowning noise in the back of his throat, before gagging fruitlessly.

Jonah let out his own unhelpful little groan, squeezing his nape, "hey, take a deep breath, love..."

Lucas turned on the tap, running his hands under the cold water and using them to wipe at Leo's face, drool and puke be damned. Leo leaned onto his touch, sniffling as if he was about to start crying.

"Jon..."

"I'm right here," Jonah squeezed his arm, mimicking what Luke was doing and planting his cold, humid hand on his boyfriend's overheated nape, "I got you..."

"Vince?" Wendy called from the door, poking her head in for a sec. Vince moved out of the bathroom and once he returned he was holding a plastic water bottle and slippers.

"The girls got you this, kid. Let's get you out of these shoes..."

With much effort Jonah ushered Leo to take a sip of the water, while Vince help him up, so Luke could go and undo his vomit covered laces and remove his shoes, putting his feet into fluffy slippers.

"I don't feel well..." Leo whined, struggling to keep his head up, "I wanna lie down..."

"We're gonna stop at the nearest motel," Jonah promised, wrapping an arm around his waist, "let's go back to the car, okay? You can lie down on the backseat."

"N-no..." Leo frowned, eyes closed. Even when he did manage to open his eyes, they were struggling to focus on anyone, "I'll get sick in the back..."

"We're so past that, baby," Jon rolled his eyes, then nodded at Vince and together they managed to pull Leo back to the car.

"Here," Bella moved forward to help Jonah push him inside, sliding her hands under his arms and hugging the blonde's chest, pulling him in, "I got him, get in."

Jonah obeyed, jumping over his boyfriend — whom he had forgotten was six feet tall — and sliding on one of the seats, so Bella and Wendy could carefully get Leo with his head resting on his lap, before moving to fold his legs.

Leo let out a groan, muffling a burp on Jonah's thigh, "I'm gonna be sick again..."

"Right now?" Jonah frowned and got no answer. Wendy jumped out of the van, while Luke fussed with the gas bomb and Vince slid into the driver's seat, since he was a better driver than Lucas and drove faster.

Wendy returned not even five minutes later, holding a plastic kids' bucket and a bunch of plastic bags, as well as paper napkins. She handed the items to Bella, before switching places with Luke and getting on the passenger seat, so he got in the back and finally the slammed the door closed.

"We're gonna stop in a second, Leo," Lucas promised him and the blonde only let out a groan, eyes squeezed shut and a painful frown one.

"The car.... Smells...." Leo whined after a minute of painful silence and Jonah vaguely heard Vin cursing up in the front, before the windows were rolled down, while Bella passed the bucket to Luke and wet some of the napkins, passing them to Jonah.

"Clean up."

"What?"

She let out a frustrated groan, before moving from her seat and crouching in front of him, wiping his cheek and hands with the wet napkins. It took Jonah a second to realize she was getting rid of the shaving cream, his mind too busy worrying about Leo to even remember that.

He blushed, "oh- Thanks..."

"Oh god," Leo groaned, before pitching forward and almost covering Bella's lap with sick, wasn't it for Luke nearly falling as he shoved the bucket under his mouth.

Jonah cringed, forcing his eyes on Vince's head poking out of the driver's seat headrest and keeping a hand on Leo's trembling back, keeping him steady.

He gagged and coughed for another minute, before slumping back down and Luke took the bucket back, while Jonah glanced down to his boyfriend' sickly face. He was so white that Jon could see just the pattern of veins under his cheek.

Leo let out a little whine, sniffling again and rolled on the seat, so he could press his forehead to Jonah's stomach.

"Try to sleep, baby," Jonah whispered, leaning in to kiss the top of his head. He heard a little moan and nothing else.

In front of him, Bella had already curled back up and was resting her head on Lucas' arm, as he whispered "are you alright?" in her ear and she nodded, sleepily.

Jonah was aware there had been consequences of the brain injury but he had been yet to witness what Lucas had told him, Bella falling asleep after barely being up for two hours.

Jon caught Luke's worried eyes and the other man shrugged, glancing down to Leo with an equally concerned expression. Wordlessly, Jon shook his head, taking some odd comfort in the camaraderie.

It didn't take them long to find a side of the road motel, but still Jonah didn't move, not daring to wake up Leo until everything was sorted.

He watched as Luke quietly pushed Bell off his shoulder, so she was asleep against the window and then he jumped out alongside Wendy and Vin.

In front of Jonah, Bella let out a little sigh, opening her eyes and rubbing, "what...Where...?"

"The motel," Jon cleared up, glancing down and keeping his fingers running through Leo's blonde hair. He wondered if his boyfriend was even asleep, or just trying to stay so still he could ward off the nausea, "Leo?"

A little grunt answered him and Jonah raised his eyebrows, surprised it was the second option, "we're getting a motel room, okay? Just a little longer, baby."

"Okay..." Leo answered, his voice muffled by Jonah's jeans.

Bella was watching him, with a frown between her eyebrows, "this was a stupid idea..." she whispered once Jonah looked up, "I'm sorry."

"It was," Jonah agreed, not feeling one little bit forgiving when Leo was clearly in so much pain. He caught a flash of hurt on Bell's eyes, but she didn't say anything, except for sliding out of her seat and stepping out of the van.

"It's not her fault," Leo groaned, curling up even more, wrapping an arm around his stomach. Jonah opened his mouth to complain, but was interrupted by Leo squeezing his leg, saying "help me sit up."

Sitting up was a challenge on its own, the change of positions causing Leo to sway on the spot and gulp convulsively, cold sweat once again covering his brow.

"Alright," Wendy poked her head inside the car, "we got you a room. Room 203," she dangled the keys before her face, "do you need help? Leo?"

"I can manage," he grumbled, although his voice was thick with queasiness and Jonah wasn't feeling very positive about that.

He jumped out of the car, before grabbing Leo's arm and throwing it around his neck, helping him out too. Wendy guided the way, skipping ahead and they stumbled forward, like a couple of zombies.

Just as they were about to reach the door, Leo let out another groan, squeezing Jon's arm, "wait... Shit, wait..." he leaned forward and Jonah squeezed his arms around him, as Leo gagged and brought up a thin splash of bile all over the gravel.

He dry heaved for another minute, while Wendy unlocked the door and turned up the A/C, disappearing inside.

"You're empty, love," Jonah sighed, ignoring the queasy churn of his own stomach, straightening up his boyfriend, "you're done."

"My belly hurts," Leo's voice sounded like he had chain smoked for 20 years. Jonah's heart squeezed in sympathy, he'd switch places with him if could.

"I know, I know. You'll be laying down soon and I can rub your tummy for you," he promised, causing the corner of Leo's lip to go up.

"My tummy, uh?"

"Shut up," Jonah scoffed, but he couldn't keep the relief out of his voice, hearing his boyfriend sound like himself, "c'mon."

They finally stumbled inside the room and Jonah could've cried at Wendy's forethought of pulling the blankets off the bed, placing the ice bucket near the bedside table and a bunch of water bottles too.

He almost fell in the bed with Leo and the blonde curled up, hiding his face on the pillow. Wendy stepped out of the bathroom, circling the bed quietly and planting a kiss on top of Jonah's curls, since he was sitting on the bed.

"I left some dramamine on the bathroom sink. He can take it if he manages to keep water down at least for twenty minutes," she whispered, "my room with Vin is right next door, 202, just knock on the wall if you need anything."

"Thank you, Dee," Jonah whispered back and she shrugged, stepping out of the room and shutting the door.

Leo let out a sigh, grabbing his wrist, "get in with me."

Jonah obeyed immediately, although he stayed over the covers, big spooning his boyfriend and letting out a worried sigh when Leo muffled a whine against the pillow as he was hugged from behind.

"Are you alright?" He whispered, lips meeting the top of Leo's head. The blonde groaned again.

"I'll answer in three hours," he squirmed, opening his jeans and grabbing Jonah's hand, planting it over his stomach. His abs were flat, more ripped than ever and Jonah carefully stroked over his queasy tummy.

[blush-and-books]

Also thoughts on finale!!!!!

AHHH OK I HAVE A LOT

1. Yes, felt a bit like a rushed finale, trying to tie up loose ends and whatnot. It is what it is, but in the 16-episode seasons the writers definitely were able to pace things insanely well, so you feel how clipped they are in this 10-episode season.

2. I was totally misled by fics and other posts that Harvey like pressured her into marrying him and that he had decided to move to Seattle without us getting to see them talk about it, but I was pleasantly surprised to not feel that way about how it went down!! When Donna brought up the concern that their families weren't there, he instantly said they'd do it again, and IDK something in Donna's vibe was just giving of crazy "yes I need to marry you right now" energy. The man she's been pining after for years is literally proposing to her with his grandmother's ring THAT HE WAS KEEPING IN HIS POCKET!!!! yeah i would fold and have an impulse wedding too. she got her bag!!

about Seattle, I made a post about this but lowkey it felt like an idea that Donna had, knowing that Harvey was leaving the firm and that with everything that's happened, they both needed a change of pace and a support system in Mike and Rachel. Huge bummer that we don't get to see how the decision was made, but her adamant behavior in telling Louis that they both want to leave and also her checking in with Harvey and asking HIM "are you sure you want to do this" felt very much like she was checking in because he had agreed to HER plan, not the other way around. She's very clearly comfortable and happy with the decision. We love to see it.

3. When Louis mentioned (before the Faye takedown) that him, Donna, and Harvey were all that was left of PEARSON HARDMAN, I fucking cried. I hadn't heard any of the characters call it PH in so long and it was a crazy realization that they really were the originals from before the series had even started.

4. Donna's dress was so beautiful at the wedding I kept looking at it like 🥹

5. Donna saying in her vows that 100 years would never be enough time with Harvey.... Yeah I felt that. They wasted so much time not being together that now, no amount of time is enough.

6. WE FINALLY GOT TWO FULL "I LOVE YOUs" FROM HARVEY TO DONNA LMAO

7. I wish after the wedding they were at least a little more affectionate with each other and we got one more "my wife"/"my husband" (DONNA DESERVES TO FLAUNT HER BAG!!!! (her bag is harvey <33)). Like I wish we just got a little more juice or something about them being excited to do this next chapter together or whatever. But oh well that's what fanfiction is for

8. When Donna instantly went to hold Lucy first and Harvey was just smiling at them.... Oh my mind was at WORK!!!

9. As iconic as it would have been for darvey to be walking out of the offices together, I actually really appreciated that last moment between Donna and Louis, because their friendship is incredibly strong and I liked that it was acknowledged!!! And having Harvey be the last one out was just very iconic like yeah I ate that up that's our man

10. name partner katrina bennett my beloved <333

Sorry for the long post!!! Thank you for asking about my thoughts I'd love to hear how you feel about any of the bits and just how the episode goes overall

(I also cannot wait for Netflix to finally drop season nine so I can get more darvey stills at last)

[seulszn]

Imma say this again and for the last final time. Everything I said was my opinion and my own beliefs on certain things and wasn't suppose to be taken to heart. But since people are here trying to argue my opinion down and are anonymously sending me shit over a literal opinion I have an opinion that literally 100+ people agree makes me believe that y'all don't respect people when they say they don't like something that makes them uncomfortable. These are pictures, not real characters you need to realize that the people who are saying these things are and for you to only care about your fake girlfriend fucking you or care only about yourself is stupid. I don’t care about what you didn’t like about what I said. I was for a moment but then I was like “why should I change my standpoint because these horny no loving bitches can’t grip the face of reality. And yes I am religious I’m just not a Christian and even when I was I knew not to look at a church in a sexual way. Y’all do know public sex is illegal right? Y’all gonna put y’all self into jail over something like this but who gives a fuck I don’t y’all do whatever the fuck you want. But like I said again it was my OPINION and my BELIEF. The same way I can’t change your opinion is the same reason you can’t change mine but I still take into consideration when things make people uncomfortable and try to side with them on why and learn to not do that thing around that person. Y’all on the other hand don’t.

And about my username and the Bella Ramsey thing from what I seen since I follow them that they supported Palestine cause they would post about it and ask people to donate to Palestine. I didn’t know about them liking Israel post and if I did a while ago I would have been and done something. I am in the process off revamping my account anyways so deleting and I guess coming up with a new username will probably be the thing I do.

And for the final time it is my opinion and you ain’t finna change my opinion just because your mad 🫶🏾