#anyway love me some dorky couples

[bearieio]

total perv... (price edition)

warnings: price x fem!reader (technically gn!reader), age gap (r is 19+, price is 40+), corruption kink, dacryphilia, praise kink, teasing, free use, size kink, mentions of price recording you and showing the videos to his taskmates, but still possesive!price >:3

a/n: idk he makes me feel things… anyways, enjoy! totally proofread...! (⌒ω⌒)

pervy!older bf!price who is seriously infatuated with the fact that you’re so much more inexperienced than he is. obsessed with how innocent and naÏve you are when he guides you through your first time, not even being able to take his entire length, let alone even half of him.

pervy!older bf!price who loves making you cry from the sheer amount of pleasure you experience when you’re alone together. 

pervy!older bf!price who always has a hand on you when you’re out in public. he often has you on his lap, occasionally bouncing his leg, causing the slightest amount of friction to rub against you.

pervy!older bf!price who has bent you over almost every surface in your house. the bed, the couch, the kitchen table, the island in the kitchen, the washing machine (and the dryer!), the outside furniture out on the patio… okay, maybe he’s bent you over every single surface inside (and outside) of your house. 

pervy!older bf!price who never forgets to press record on his phone when he’s using your mouth so he can show it to his taskmates back at base, always stopping the recording before it gets to the part where you’re absolutely ruined. gagging and coughing from his tip abusing the back of your throat. 

pervy!older bf!price who tells you how you’re always such a ‘good girl’ and ‘a pretty little thing’ for him. loves watching your face turn a rosy color as he calls you the most adorable (and kinda dorky) petnames. 

pervy!older bf!price who is obsessed with how small you are compared to him. he loves standing up against you when you’re brushing your teeth, cooking, or even just standing there. he becomes fixated on his broad chest pressed against your small-framed back, and how easily he can wrap his muscular arms around you and pick you up. he can’t help but point out things like his large, veiny forearms next to your delicate arms when the two of you hold hands. 

pervy!older bf!price who gropes you in front of the rest of the guys. showing you off like you’re some kind of prize he won. reaching under your clothes at neighborhood barbecues, pulling you back into him and cupping your tits, kneading them. 

pervy!older bf!price who douses all your pretty clothes in his cologne in order to keep those boys of his away from you.

pervy!older bf!price who needs to be inside you in order to get all his paperwork out of the way. sometimes it lasts for a couple hours, sometimes all day. but he always finishes just in time to thrust up into your small stature. 

pervy!older bf!price who makes sure to tell you all about how great you are, how you've made him a better person, and overall how much he loves and appreciates you :)

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[lexirosewrites]

i know it's getting late to be sending in slick sunday stuff, so totally expecting this to be put off until next week, but i have to get it out before i forget.

so a couple weeks ago, i thought of this o!steve / a!eddie idea while listening to next contestant by nickelback (gloomysoup listening to nickelback? more likely than you might think) if you've never listened to that song specifically, i highly recommend it. one of my favs on that album. anyway, back to slick sunday and off my brief nickelback tangent (which those who follow me probably see enough of already)

some of the details are a little hazy, but omega!steve is a stripper at this club. it's a nice club, honestly. imagining beta or omega!robin is a bartender or something, maybe dj. again, details are hazy and nothing set in stone. enter alpha!eddie, who is a very feared mafia boss. he hangs around the club often, always watching the dancers and other staff very closely. he's known for tipping well, but never asks for private dances. no one really knows why, but the tips are absolutely nothing to complain about. and he tips everyone, not just the dancers. nights that he's there, even the bartenders and waitresses leave with full pockets in a way they wouldn't on any normal night.

what no one at the club (except the "owner", alpha!chrissy) knows is that eddie is actually the big boss. he owns the whole thing, a major front for his behind the scenes businesses, letting chrissy take the title and do all the main business stuff. chrissy is his best friend, his second in command, and she does a lot of other stuff for eddie's "business" too. this is just one of her more public responsibilities.

from the moment steve first took the stage at this particular club, he's noticed eddie's eyes on him more than any of the other dancers. eddie is obsessed with him. he decides very quickly that he has to have this omega, and this omega alone. he starts his courting attempts, trying to remain mostly subtle at the beginning. flowers and notes and the occasional gift left in the locker room for steve, signed with a simple letter 'E'. steve knows who they're all from, though. he entertains it for a while, but doesn't take it seriously. he doesn't know what this mysterious, wealthy alpha's intentions are. soon, he starts to wear down a little. figures, fuck it. if he accepts, he'll be set for life. he'd never have to worry about how he was going to pay his bills again. he'd be taken care of, financially. and maybe, if he's lucky, he'll get a few of those pups he's always wanted out of the arrangement.

what he doesn't count on, though, is actually falling in love. eddie's sweet, and dorky, and attentive. he lavishes steve with more than just expensive gifts and grand dates. he loves him, practically worships the ground he walks on. steve hadn't expected to fall, but there he was, ass over tits for this dangerous alpha.

relationship thoroughly established, and the pair well on their way to a perfect happy mating, steve is still working at the club. he loves his job, at least he does most days, and he doesn't want to give it up just because he can afford to stop working. just because eddie happily pays for all his wants and needs. plus, it keeps him active, and eddie certainly isn't complaining about the added bedroom benefits. eddie would never stop steve from doing something he loves, though, so he's happy to watch his boy at work. he's at the club every night, and he never strays far from steve, always watching with stars in his eyes.

something important to note, though, is that eddie is possessive. he knows steve is hot, and it's clear that everyone else in the club knows it too, but he doesn't like others touching what's his. when a patron gets a little handsy, or makes a comment that makes eddie's skin crawl, it isn't long before they're taught a lesson. he's always there and ready to swoop in if steve gets uncomfortable, and he's always the one taking steve home at the end of the night.

steve doesn't know any of this is happening, though. not at first. it takes a long time for him to pick up on anything. once he starts noticing things, though, he gets suspicious. there are fewer comments made, and patrons are a lot less handsy than before. he notices that some of his problem customers have been mysteriously disappearing.

he confronts eddie about it, of course. they get into a big argument. steve doesn't need eddie's help. it's his job. he handles it just fine on his own. he doesn't need eddie going behind his back to make examples out of his customers. he stays the night at robin's that night.

it isn't until a few nights later that steve understands it. he sees eddie's face when someone makes a grab for steve's ass as he's walking by. watches the way it hardens, his eyes dark with possession. the jealousy, the borderline fury. it all makes sense. and honestly, it sends a chill up steve's spine. he's dripping by the time he has a spare moment to pull eddie aside, straight into the back office and clicking the lock on the door.

obviously they fuck nasty about it, and it becomes a Thing™️ for them.

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that turned out really long, but hey, what's new? anyway, there's my stripper!steve and mafia boss!eddie au that's been swirling around my brain for a couple weeks. hopefully it's also a nice break from all the sad stuff i've been sending in lately haha

happy slick sunday :))

steve’s a slut for his jealous alpha🥰🥰🥰

[stephstars08]

Dream

Ethan Landry x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol, Sexual References, Flirting, Adult Language, Anxiety/Stress, Angst, Fluff, Teasing, Secrets, Reveling Clothing Worn/Mentioned, Make Out Session, Implied Smut, and Maybe Some Grammar Errors. (Sorry if I forgot any!)

Summary: Y/N is best friends with Ethan ever since they met six months ago. Out of everyone in the group Y/N is the closest to Ethan since they have so much in common. She's very comfortable around him till she wakes up one morning having a dream where she almost kisses Ethan. After having the dream she can't stop thinking about him and the dream and it doesn't help that Tara, Mindy, and Anika tell her that she has feelings for Ethan. Every time she is with Ethan she acts all nervous. She finally realizes her feelings after having two more dreams but she avoids Ethan which makes him very worry about her so when he runs into her at a frat party he finally confronts her about her recent behavior. Will Y/N tell him about her feelings and her dreams?

Word Count: 2.958

Author’s Note: Hello Everyone! I just want to say thank you to all of the love and support you all showed on my last one shot! I am so thankful for you all! This has to be one of my favorite one shots I have like ever written since I kinda used inspiration to what was actually going on with me during the time I wrote this! I’m also going to see Jack’s new movie tonight and I’m so excited! Anyways I hope you all enjoy this one shot and I’ll talk to you all soon!

Y/N was at a party with her friends. She wasn’t having as much fun as her friends were since she hates coming to these types of events. She really wished that she was at her apartment wrapped up in her fluffy blanket watching a movie but no she let her friends drag her out of her own apartment to yet another house party that is just filled with drunk and horny people. Y/N doesn’t know why she keeps letting her friends drag her to these parties since she always ends up by herself in a corner somewhere. Tara always seems to wonder off by herself getting completely shit faced. Anika and Mindy flirt nonstop with each other which always makes Y/N feel like a third wheel. And then you got the boys Chad, and Ethan who mostly just stay together somewhere just drinking, dancing, and looking around to find a girl to flirt with and hook up with. Well Chad is trying to hook up with a girl. Ethan is similar to Y/N as he’s not a big party type of person because of his shy and dorky personality. Also, it doesn’t help that Chad always tries to push him onto some random girl.

Y/N couldn’t take the smell of all the alcohol and the loud music so, she decided to go outside to get a fresh breath of air. When she walked outside the packed house there were a couple of groups of people, but each group had only five people just standing around talking and drinking. Y/N walked pasted the two groups and saw there was no one on the side of the house so she sighed in relief as she stood on the side of the house by herself. She leaned her back against the side of the house and looked up into the clear night sky. She closed her eyes and took a deep and calming breath. She felt a hand land on her shoulder which startled her. When she opened her eyes, she relaxed when she saw that the person that touched her shoulder was Ethan. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Ethan said, taking his hand off her shoulder. “It’s okay, you didn’t mean to do it.” Y/N said keeping her back still up against the house.

“Why are you out here?” Y/N asked him as she folded her arms over her chest. “I could be asking you the same thing.” Ethan said which made her playfully roll her eyes. “I asked you first.” Y/N told him. “I was looking for you.” Ethan answered her question. “Your turn.” Ethan said as he leaned his shoulder on the house putting his hands in the pocket of his jeans. “I needed to get away from the noise and the smell of beer. I fucking hate the smell of beer.” Y/N told him with a disgusted look on her face.

Silence fell between the two, but it wasn’t awkward, it was comfortable silence.

“You know you shouldn’t be out here by yourself wearing that.” Ethan told her, breaking the silence. Y/N looked at him in confusion and then looked down at the outfit she was wearing. Y/N was wearing a crop top that showed some of her stomach, she had on a pair of short shorts that showed off her legs, and a pair of converse shoes. She didn’t think her outfit was too revealing. There are girls in that house that is just wearing a bra and shorts that don’t even cover their whole ass. “Why? You scared that some guy would come up to me and take me home?” Y/N asked humoring him as she stood up straight. “If I say yes, will you run away?” Ethan asked her as he used one of his hands to rub up and down her arm. “No.” Y/N answered as she moved closer to him which made him stand up straight again. She grabbed his hand and put it on her hip. They leaned in but before their lips could touch a loud ringing sound rang.

Y/N’s eyes shot open due to the ringing of her alarm clock. Y/N’s heart raced as she hit the snooze button to her alarm that just woke her up from the most intense dream she has ever had. “It was all just a dream.” Y/N whispered to herself. She just had the most realistic dream she had ever had, and it was about flirting and almost kissing one of her best friends. She has known Ethan for six months and they instantly connected since they have so much in common, but this is the first time she has had a dream like that about him and it was freaking her the fuck out.

Y/N broke out of her swirling thoughts when her phone started to ring. When Y/N looked at her phone she saw it was Tara calling her, so she picked her phone up from her nightstand and answered the call. “Hello.” Y/N said into her phone. “Hey, are you still meeting Mindy, Anika, and I at plaza on campus?” She heard Tara ask her. “Uh yeah, I’m getting dressed now.” Y/N said into the phone as she pushed her blankets off her body and rolled out of her comfy bed. “Okay, see you then!” She heard Tara tell her. After the girls said their goodbyes, the call ended.

Y/N put her phone down onto her bed and started to get ready. Hopefully spending time with her girls will keep her mind off the dream.

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When Y/N got on campus she went straight to the plaza where she saw Tara sitting at one of the tables, so she made her way towards her. “Hey, I got you your favorite smoothie.” Tara said, handing one of the cups to her. “Thanks.” Y/N said as she took the cup and took off her book bag setting it down onto the ground. Y/N sat down next to Tara and took a sip from her smoothie. “Are you okay?” Tara asked sensing that Y/N has something heavy on her mind. “I had a dream last night and I can’t get it out of my fucking head!” Y/N said with a heavy sigh as she sat her drink down onto the table. “What was the dream about?” Tara asked her in a curious tone.

At first Y/N was spectacle about telling her but she knew she couldn’t keep this to herself since she knew it wouldn’t help. “I had a dream where Ethan and I almost kissed.” Y/N said as Tara took a drink of her smoothie. Tara went into a coughing fit since Y/N took her by surprise. “What the fuck?” Tara said with wide eyes once she calmed down.

“Hey, what are you girls talking about?” Anika asked, walking up to the table with Mindy. “Y/N had a dream that she almost kissed Ethan.” Tara answered. “Ew, gross.” Mindy said with disgust which made Y/N roll her eyes. “I don’t know why I had that dream! It felt so real.” Y/N said with frustration in her tone. Tara shared a look with Mindy and Anika. “Are you being serious right now?” Mindy asked her with a raised eyebrow. “Yeah, why?” Y/N said looking at Mindy with a confused stare. “Y/N you have like the biggest crush on Ethan.” Anika told her in a stern tone. “What? No, I don’t!” Y/N said now with a glare on her face. “You are such a fucking liar.” Tara said shaking her head. “Ethan is just my best friend!” Y/N said in a stern tone. “Keep telling yourself that.” Mindy said with a scoff. “Y/N, you literally look at him with heart eyes.” Anika said to her. “I do not!” Y/N said with frustration which just made the girls laugh at her. “You three are fucking ridiculous!” Y/N said standing up having enough of this conversation.

She grabbed her book bag and wrapped the straps around her shoulders. She grabbed her smoothie and turned to walk away but quickly hit the brakes since she almost ran into someone. “Sorry Y/N I almost ran you over.” Ethan said. When she looked into his brown eyes the dream she had flashed through her mind. Her heart rate sped up when the part of her lips leaning in to touch his flashed through her brain. “Y/N!” She heard Ethan call her name snapping her back to reality. “You, okay?” He asked her with concern in his voice and eyes. “Y-yeah I um…” Y/N stuttered not able to finish her sentence because of her nerves. “Are you sure? You don’t seem like it.” Ethan said still worried. He went to put one of his hands onto her shoulder, but she quickly stepped back from him. “I have to get to class!” Y/N told him and quickly walked away before he could say anything.

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It was later in the day and Y/N still hasn’t gotten the dream out of her head. It didn’t help that the girls were telling her that she has feelings for Ethan. Yes, she is the closest to him out of everyone in the group and yes, she spends most of her time with him but it’s just friendly, nothing romantic.

Y/N decided to go to the library on campus to do some studying hoping that will help her out. She sat down at a table by herself and pulled out one of her textbooks. After about an hour Y/N has been losing focus because she keeps daydreaming about Ethan. She’s been on the same page for almost thirty minutes. “Fuck this!” Y/N hissed slamming the book closed and shoving it back into her book bag. She stood up wrapping the straps around her shoulders and made her way out of the library. She doesn’t know what she can do to get Ethan out of her head.

“Hey Y/N!” She heard someone calling her name behind her. When she turned around, she saw Ethan jogging up to her. When her Y/E/C eyes met his brown ones, her heart rate sped up just like it did this morning. She wanted to run away but something was telling her to stay. “Ethan um what’s up?” Y/N said in a nervous tone which he quickly noticed. “Are you okay?” Ethan asked her, worrying about her again. “Yeah, w-why do y-you ask?” Y/N stuttered which made her curse at herself. “Because of the way you’ve been acting.” Ethan told her. “Why are you acting all nervous around me?” He asked her.

Y/N was debating on if she should tell him about her dream and that she can’t stop thinking about him or if she should keep it to herself. Ethan is the person she trusts the most and he has told her multiple times that she can tell him anything. But this time is totally different. What if she tells him about her dream and it ruins what she has with him. She doesn’t want to lose him.

“Y/N, you are really worrying me.” Ethan said, breaking her out of her thoughts for the second time that day. Before Y/N could say anything Ethan out his hand on her arm which made her think back the part of the dream where he did exactly that. “I need to go!” Y/N said quickly, taking his hand off her arm and ran away before he could say anything else.

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A couple days have passed, and Y/N can’t get Ethan out of her head. She had two more romantic dreams about him and one of them got pretty streamy. After the steamy dream that’s when she realized that the girls were right, she does have feelings for Ethan. Ever since their encounter outside the library Y/N has been avoiding him. Y/N’s feelings have been taking over and she’s scared that if she tells him he will end their friendship.

It was Friday night and of course Y/N let the girls drag her out to a frat party at one of the big frat houses. They knew that she had had a stressful week and knew that she deserved a night out. Y/N decided to wear something simple and not revealing at all. She was wearing a black tank top with a dark red flannel over it and black jeans with her black converse. Y/N was talking with Tara till she ran out of her drink, so she excused herself to the kitchen to get more. Y/N isn’t a hard drinker since she doesn’t like the taste or smell of beer so she usually just drinks anything fruity.

She sat her empty cup down on the counter in front of all the bottles. She saw that what she was drinking the bottle was completely empty. “Shit!” She hissed with a sigh. “Everything alright?” She heard an unknown voice say to her. When she looked over, she saw a tall guy with platinum blonde hair and had in blue contact lens in that were super obvious. She could also tell this guy must dye his hair blonde every single week. “There is no more of my favorite drink.” Y/N answered his question. “Anything here you suggest I try?” Y/N asked in a curious tone really needing to feel a buzz. “Oh yeah you gotta try this, it’s a party favorite.” The guy said picked up a bottle that read Sangria on it. He took her cup and poured her half a cup of the liquid. Y/N took the cup and took a drink of the liquid which burned her throat since this was her first-time having Sangria. “Wow, that’s strong.” Y/N said looking down at the rest of the liquid in the cup.

Right when she looked back up at him, he was leaning in to kiss her which made her quickly step back from him. “What the fuck are you doing?” Y/N asked him in a stern tone. “Going in to kiss a beautiful girl.” The guy answered by going in to kiss her again but again she stepped back from him. “I’m not going to kiss you! I don’t even fucking know you!” Y/N told him in a snappy tone as she glared at him. “Please! I am so fucking horny!” The guy said to her in a begging tone. “Oh, I see. You just want to get your dick wet.” Y/N said which made the guy nod his head multiple times. Y/N splashed the rest of the Sangria in her cup on the crouch of the guy’s pants. “There, now you got your dick wet.” Y/N snapped slamming the cup down onto the floor and walked away.

She walked outside of the house since she needed to get some fresh air and cool herself off. She walked onto the side of the house where there was no one. “Fuck!” Y/N hissed leaning her back on the house as she ran both of her hands down her face. Her stress-free night just got ruined by some horny asshole. “Y/N.” She heard a soft voice say her name. “Why are you out here Ethan?” Y/N asked taking her hands off her face. “I saw what happened in the kitchen.” Ethan said which made her roll her eyes. “I was about to go over there and help you but once I saw you splash your drink on him, I stayed back with Chad till I saw you walk out.” Ethan told her which just earned him a nod from her. She was avoiding all contact with him. She just kept staring forward.

“Y/N, what’s going on?” Ethan asked, starting to finally having enough of her recent behavior. “What?” Y/N asked looking over at him. “Why have you been avoiding me?” Ethan asked her in a stern tone. “Did I do something wrong?” He asked which immediately broke her heart. It hurt her that he thinks he did something wrong which is no where near that. “Ethan no, you did nothing wrong.” Y/N told him with soft eyes as she stood up straight. “Then can you please tell me what’s been bothering you.” Ethan said to her with a sigh.

Y/N knew she couldn’t keep it in any longer, so she put both of her hands on both of his cheeks and brought him in for a kiss. The kiss took Ethan by surprise, but he returned it which made Y/N surprise. As they kissed Ethan’s hands sat on her waist while her hands stayed on his now flustered cheeks. They pulled away from each other when they needed air. “Okay I’m not complaining but why did you kiss me?” Ethan asked once he caught his breath. “Because I have feelings for you and that was my way of telling you.” Y/N told him as she moved her hands from his cheeks to his shoulders. “Really? Wow that makes me feel so relieved since I have had feelings for you for a couple months now.” Ethan told her, which made her laugh. “Yeah, it three dreams I had about you to make me realize that I have feelings for you that are more than friendly.” Y/N confessed finally letting it all out to him. “Oh, so you dream about me.” Ethan said as his lips curved into a smirk. “I guess you are the man of my dreams.” Y/N said with a giggle which also made Ethan laugh.

“Do you want to ditch this place and go to your apartment?” Ethan asked her in a curious tone. “Hell yeah!” Y/N answered him with an excited smile. Y/N texted Tara letting her know that she’s going back to her apartment with Ethan and then made her way home with him for a fun night.

[lightlycareless]

For the high school au, who do you think is more likely to get flustered/giddy from an indirect kiss(like drinking from the same drink), Y/N or Naoya?

Hello anon!

Yesssss feed my highschool au some more... I need more...

Anyways, as I needed to do, I wrote a little something that might serve as an answer for your question, but there's also a tldr at the bottom hehe.

Warnings: fluff. highschool au. naoya and y/n are students here. dorky ones. gojo is annoying. hinata is... surprisingly understanding?

Happy reading!

Indirect kisses weren’t a thing on your or his mind… until Gojo brings it up one day.

And it wasn’t even during a conversation with you! It was through one his mandatory teasing sessions with Hinata, your sister, happening when he asked her if he could take a sip of her water bottle since he failed to bring his own, to which she naturally responded with a resounding no—cue everything else.

“Why? Scared that we’re going to indirectly kiss? Not like we haven’t done that bef—”

“Seriously, do you ever shut up?!”

You didn’t give it much attention at first, of course; having muted their incessant bickering at that point… until hearing the indirect kiss part.

That was probably the first time you heard about it, or at least cared.

You were always a hopeless romantic, dreaming of the day you’d be able to meet your soulmate, do all the things you wanted to do with a partner, and live happily ever after!

Fortunately, you’d be lucky enough to experience such a blessing just a few weeks after joining jujutsu high, with the most handsome, charming, yet cool boy you’ve ever met in your life—and with it, opening a world of possibilities you didn’t even dream of! All thanks to the fact that you were living the very much in love girlfriend experience with Naoya.

Besides, it was also thrilling to explore all these new couple-like things with him, who was equally excited to have found someone that cares for him very much.

It was almost endearing to see how the cold, crude, and a bit irritating Naoya would turn out to be nothing but putty in your hands! A devoted lover always looking for ways to make you happy.

However, not everything that crossed your mind would make way to his acknowledgment; not that it mattered much, since he’d eventually caught up to it on his own.

Naoya’s suspicions would begin when he notices you acting a bit… different, far more silent than usual, but highly attentive to his belongings, like his flask, or his soda, juice, or just about whatever he places his lips on…

Soon enough, he decides to confront the matter.

“Is everything… alright?” he asks halfway through his lunch, your gaze heavy on him.

…

“Y/N?”

“Oh, uh—yes! Everything is fine!” You eventually respond, in a shrieky tone that couldn’t be any more suspicious. “I kind of lost myself on my own thoughts, but nothing to worry about!”

“Then why do you keep staring at me?” Naoya prods; not that he minded being stared at, in fact, he would love to be the only person you looked at…

But not in that eerie way.

“I just like watching my boyfriend” you say. “Is it wrong?”

“No, I guess not.”

And that seemed to serve as an excuse to drop the topic all together, maybe you were just deep into your thoughts and there was nothing else to it.

Until he sees you doing the same thing again soon after, not even a few hours later!

“Y/N, as much as I love those cute big round eyes of yours on me, you need to tell me what is going on, because I’m getting a I bit concerned.”

“What do you mean? I don’t know what you’re talking about!” you feign ignorance, alongside a nervous chuckle that further marks you as untrustworthy. “I’m just enjoying my time with my loving boyfriend!!”

“Don’t lie to me, mochi. I can see it in the way you’re acting.” He crosses his arms.

“… Alright, fine! There has been something bothering me…” you eventually confess, pouting. “I was just wondering how many times we’ve actually kissed, indirectly I mean.”

“Indirectly?” he raises an eyebrow. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Yeah, you know, like… when we share a drink, or take a bite of each other’s food…” you blush. “That kind of stuff…”

“Is that a… thing?” he asks. “How does it work?”

“You know—it’s when you… well, when you place your lips on a surface, and then I put my lips on it, and if you remove that surface, it’s like we kissed! Right? Just not… directly. That’s why it’s called an indirect kiss!”

Naoya stares at you in silence, attempting to make sense of the explanation you just gave him, for your words seemed a bit… too crazy, if that made sense.

Like someone suddenly came up with this thought, probably some desperate loner, to feel some kind of connection towards their unrequited crush.

Pathetic, he thinks…

If there wasn’t some honesty to be found.

Because as much as he tries to paint himself as above all corny things, truth was… he was equally intrigued by your discovery.

It just made sense! It was essentially the same thing but without your lips! Which is the biggest setback out of this whole ordeal, but aside from that, this meant that the two had previously shared a kiss before even officially dating!

“Why are you all red, Naoya?!” You fret upon seeing his tomato-like face.

“No—Nothing!” He cries back, a lie. “It’s nothing!”

“Come on, tell me Naoya!!” you insist, grabbing him by the shirt.

“Fine! If that indirect kiss is true… does that mean we’ve actually kissed before?? Or… kissed more?”

Your eyes widen at the conclusion, making your heart flutter.

“Oh my god that is true, Naoya! Does that mean that whenever I get a sip from your drink, I’m actually kissing you???”

“It has to be!”

“Do you know what that means too??” you beam. “We can change flasks and it’ll be like we’re always kissing!”

“Huh, I haven’t thought about that.” He murmurs, impressed and flustered. “But I wouldn’t mind getting more of your direct kisses too.”

“The real deal is obviously much better… but this is a nice alternative!” you smile. “Can we do it, pleaseeeeee?”

And the two would end up doing so… much to everyone’s annoyance.

As if the two weren’t already highly obnoxious when it came to demonstrating affection, this was simply the cherry on top.

It was obvious that the two had suddenly… taken an extra step when it came to doing things together, things that neither did before, or very scarcely, and subsequently torturing those around you with it.

Such as the exchange of flasks between the two, followed by sharing… just about anything, really, a cup, a straw, a utensil. Anything.

Some thought it a bit unpleasant, while others, simply thought it crazy.

Satoru and your sister would fall in the last category.

“What is up with them??” Hinata blurted. “They’ve been going at it since—forever it seems!”

She’s used to your unbearably sweet gestures with your boyfriend, but this was straight up ridiculous!!

“You know what it reminds me of? Of those kings that would have one of their subjects check for poison in their food. Think someone is trying to poison Naoya, that might be why Y/N is trying all his food beforehand!”

“Poison Naoya?? Ugh, who cares! What about my sister!! She’s far more important than him! If anyone should be trying out for poison, should be him!”

“I think you’re losing the point here…” Geto would chime in; he wasn’t intending to, but after seeing their heated bickering, he just needed to. Victim to gossip, as always.

“How would you know what’s going on between the two?” Hinata frowns.

“You’re going to tell me your sister hasn’t told you?” He laments.

“Huh? Did she tell you something?” She gasps.

“Nope, but it’s quite obvious.”

“What is?”

“I think your beloved sister just discovered what indirect kisses are.”

Hinata frowns for a second, trying to figure out why that term felt oddly familiar…

“No goddamn way.” She breathes when finally remembering. “Is that—is that the reason why they’re acting so weird?!”

Geto shrugs. Gojo grins.

“HAHAHAHAHAH No fucking way!!! That is hilarious!! Gojo shrieks, as if he’d heard the funniest joke in all history. Or perhaps, found out a new way to torment his favorite lovebirds. “I have to get there and—”

“No, you won’t!” grabbing him by the collar, Hinata puts an end to Satoru’s mischievous plan before it can even begin. “You will leave them alone, and that is that!”

“Ugh, you’re no fun, Hinata; no wonder you’re single…”

“And it’s a wonder how you’re still alive with all that dumb shit you spew out your mouth!” She says as he begins to drag him away, where he won’t be able to tease you nor Naoya.

Because if there’s one thing that Hinata often gets misjudged on, is her true feelings towards Naoya.

Beneath the antagonism, and maybe even the slight disgust she felt for the obnoxious dynamic you had with your boyfriend, she was actually glad that you’d found someone to give all that love you had in your heart.

And that he reciprocated with the same intensity, if not more given his willingness to go along with your antics. It was unexpected from him, that’s for sure, but Hinata won’t deny that she was also happy that he could convey such emotions. It kind of changed her perspective of him for the better. Hmm.

Hinata is willing to endure that unpleasant feeling of watching the two be all over the other, protecting your relationship from the noisy interceptions of Satoru (or others, Suguru isn’t off the hook just yet), and maybe even your dad’s overprotectiveness, as long as you were happy.

And if she gets a chance of not seeing you do that with your boyfriend that frequently, too.

But mainly, for your happiness.

tldr: you brought it up to Naoya quite excited about it, but he's the one that get's all crazy with it :) he's really happy to know that he's actually kissed you before even dating, it's almost like this relationship was meant to be. aww.

Well I gotta say, thank you for sending this!! I'm always happy to share more highschool stuff where Naoya is nothing but a dork who loves his girlfriend very much (and is quite awkward about it) and Y/N is a hopeless romantic that wants to spend all of her time with him. :')

AND WE HAVE SO MUCH MORE COMING TOO I HOPE I'LL BE ABLE TO FINISH IT SOON.

Anyways, until then...

Take care, and hope to see you soon ❤️❤️❤️

[allthingsfangirl101]

Diner Girl – Joe Keery

Joe walked into the diner and smiled when no one even noticed him. He was about to sit down but he looked around the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. He couldn't help but feel disappointed when he didn't see her.

She was the whole reason he came to this mom-and-pop diner. The first time he saw her, she was reading a book and drinking coffee. He could still remember the smile on her face when the waitress brought her burger. He could still remember how she used an old picture as a bookmark and how she put her book safely back in her bag when the waitress brought her food.

After about a week, Joe figured out that the girl came here every day for lunch. She worked as a fashion magazine editor nearby and used the diner to get away from the busy buzz of the fashion world. She loved the diner because she used to come here with her parents every Friday. Her dad worked at a factory nearby, so she and her mother would meet him here for lunch. She loved coming here because it reminded her of when life was simpler.

Of course, Joe only knew this because he overheard her talking to the head waitress, Gertrude.

He walked over and sat at the bar, still looking around to make sure he hadn't missed her when he walked in.

"Welcome back, Joe." He looked up to see Gertrude walking out of the kitchen and toward him. "She's not here yet," she said with a knowing look. Joe opened his mouth to say something but Gertrude just laughed. "She should be here soon, though."

"I wasn't. . . I mean. . . Who?"

"Oh, sweetie," she sighed. "I know you don't come here for the greasy fries and the overpriced burgers. You come here for that sweet girl."

As she said that, she pointed behind Joe at the door. He turned around, his breath getting stuck in his throat when he saw Y/N walking in. He glanced over at Gertrude to see her smirking at him. His stomach dropped when she sent him a wink.

"Hey, cute girl," she said to get Y/N's attention. "Why don't you sit right here, beautiful?"

As she pointed to a seat on the bar just a couple of bar stools away from Joe, she sent him a look.

"Thanks, Gertie," Y/N chuckled. Joe's heart jumped into his throat as she smiled. Joe loved to watch her smile. He wished that he was the reason for that smile.

His stomach dropped when Y/N's perfect smile faded.

"You okay, sweet girl?" Gertrude asked, reaching across the bar and grabbing Y/N's hands.

"I'm fine," Y/N said, not at all convincingly. "It's just. . . Work."

Gertrude smiled sadly as she squeezed Y/N's hands. "Why don't I get you a cup of tea? On the house."

Before Gertrude left to get her some tea, she glanced at Joe. Joe looked at Y/N to see her playing with her nails. He wanted nothing more than to run to her, wrap her in his arms, listen to her vent about her job, and tell her everything was going to be okay.

Joe ate his lunch, forcing himself to resist the urge to stare at Y/N. He rehearsed what he could say to her several times, but nothing sounded smooth enough.

"Can you pass me the mustard?"

Joe froze when he realized she was talking to him. He turned towards her to see her smiling and pointing at the mustard in front of him.

"This one is all out," she continued.

"Of course," he stuttered. He cleared his throat and grabbed the mustard bottle. He was about to hand it to her when he got an idea. He wasn't sure if this was a good idea or dorky, but he did it anyway.

He put the mustard back on the counter and slid it over to her. He held his breath as he waited for Y/N's response. He let out a sigh of relief when she giggled. She caught the mustard and winked at him.

"Thanks."

"My name's Joe," he blurted out before she could turn her attention back to her burger.

"Y/N," she greeted.

"I have to be honest," Joe stuttered, "this might be weird but I umm. . . I've seen you here before."

"That's not weird," she chuckled. "I'm here every day. And if it makes you feel better, I recognize you."

"You do?" Joe couldn't help but ask.

"Of course," she said instantly. "I recognized you instantly, Steve Harrington."

Joe could feel his face burning when she teased him. Usually, he hated it when someone recognized him and called him Steve Harrington. But when Y/N did it, his stomach flipped.

"If I'm being honest, I hated that role at first," Joe confessed.

"Really?" Y/N asked. "Sure, it was rough, but that first season set Steve up for an amazing character arc. I mean, he is the definition of character development."

Y/N suddenly stopped talking, her face turning red. "Sorry," she mumbled. "That was extremely embarrassing."

"It wasn't," Joe tried to reassure her. He gathered as much courage as he could before he said, "Do you wanna join me?"

"I'd love to," she said sweetly as she smiled at him. Joe cleared his throat trying to get rid of the sudden lump as she grabbed her food and scooted over onto the bar stool next to him.

Joe and Y/N spent the next hour, eating their food and talking to each other. The longer they talked, the harder Joe fell. They talked about Joe's career and the different roles he's had. They talked about Y/N's career. Apparently, her boss was crazy and was constantly making her jump through hoops. She was starting to get tired of it.

"This probably isn't my place," he said hesitantly, "but have you thought about quitting?"

"I can't," she sighed. "I've got bills to pay and rent and car insurance and. . . I need a job."

"I'm sorry," he said gently. "I wish there was something I could do."

"It's not your fault," she said softly. She smiled as she added, "But thank you, Joe."

Joe's heart sank when she looked at the watch on her wrist. "Speaking of which," she sighed, "I should be getting back. I had a lot of fun though."

"Me too," Joe said, his stomach going crazy. He cleared his throat and added, "Good luck at work."

"Thanks," she said, sending him a knowing look. "I'll need all the luck I can get."

Joe bit his lip when she gently put her hand on his shoulder and squeezed. "See you around, Harrington."

"Hey, Y/N?" Joe said before she could leave. When she turned around, he forgot what he was going to say. When he remembered, he cleared his throat. "I was wondering if you'd like to go get dinner sometime?"

"Really?"

"Really," he said, hoping her question wasn't one of anger or scoffing. "I really enjoyed talking to you and I'd love to get to know you better."

"I'd love to get to know you better, too," she smiled. Y/N reached into her bag and handed him her work card.

"Call me."

"I will," he said before he could stop himself. "I will definitely call you."

"I'll be waiting."

[steddieunderdogfics]

This week's writer spotlight feature is: @kkpwnall! They have eight Stranger Things and Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson works on archive of our own!

An anonymous nominator recommends the following works by kkpwnall:

driving in your car

love is like ghosts

where's the spark?

if it wasn’t for bad luck i wouldn’t have luck at all

wanted: pool boy at the vampire mansion

KK's works have a consistent feel of genuine, heartfelt, human connection. Whether it’s a big, dramatic scene as the climax of a slow, delicious build-up of tension, or a mundane, slice-of-life tidbit, the characters always feel true to themselves, and their voices are perfectly nailed each and every time. And by that I mean, you can literally hear the dialogues in the characters’ voices—they’re THAT good. KK explores classic Steddie themes in their longfic Driving In Your Car, and they have a handful of wonderful one-shots and two-shots, each and every one of them delving into how much these boys love each other for who they are. In short, KK’s body of work feels like a love letter of the characters. If you love Steve and Eddie, chances are you’ll love their fics. - anonymous

Below the cut, @kkpwnall answered some questions about their writing process and some of their recommended work!

Why do you write Steddie? 

They’re such a compelling and complementary pairing. Like, it seems like an opposites attract / odd-couple pairing on the surface, but beneath each of their exteriors, they’re so similar. They’re dork4dork, loser4loser, idiot4idiot, they’re both huge nerds but in different ways. They want and need and express affection through physical touch and words of affirmation (I mean, just look at the walking through the forest scene!) Plus they just have this insane chemistry that any time I think “there’s no way they did that, it’s all in my head”, I’ll go back and watch those scenes again, it’s just like “no, this absolutely checks out, they are so into each other from the word go”. And they’re just made for each other! I mean, come on! Matching scars? Nail bat and nail shield? Jock and nerd? They’re two halves of the same coin! What I really love about them too is that they’re both Just Some Guy, they’re silly, goofy, dorky guys! But mostly, I write steddie because it makes me happy and really satisfies part of my brain like nothing else. 

What’s your favorite trope to READ?

Other than “Eddie Munson Lives” hahah, I’ll try just about anything written or recommended by a beloved mutual. Mutual pining, fix-it’s, missing scenes, and first kiss fics are top tier for me, and right now I’m really partial to fluffy romcom fics. If it’s got good flirting and banter, it’s got me hooked.

What’s your favorite trope to WRITE?

My absolute favorite to write is mutual pining (aka the love is requited, they’re both just being stupid). Miscommunication is a close second, the kind that can’t easily be resolved with just a sticky note on the fridge. Whether it’s mishearing something or misunderstanding something (even the character misunderstanding their own feelings!), I find it super compelling to write. But for a specific scenario, my favorite will always be Steve having a bad time at a party.

What’s your favorite Steddie fic?

It’s impossible for me to pick just one, so I have to recommend 3 of my friends: Anyway It’s About Old Friends by @fragilecapric0rnn, and wanna be the only one for miles and miles (except for maybe you) by @judasofsuburbia, and everybody else (everybody else looks like they’ve figured it out) by @heybluechild. Anything by these fine folks is just fantastic, they’re all incredible writers and dear friends!

Is there a trope you’re excited to explore in a future work but haven’t yet?

I’d really like to write more AU’s! I’ve been tossing around ideas for college-aged+ aus (writing them a little older), 90s aus, a cowboy au… Mostly I’m just excited to keep writing them!

What is your writing process like?

Ahah it’s not much of a process. I write down every idea I have, no matter how small it is. Sometimes it’s a line of dialogue or a moment of a scene, but it all goes into the notes app and percolates in the back of my brain for a while. Eventually that dialogue or scene might coalesce into something bigger on its own, or combine with other snippets, and then ya got yourself a stew!

Do you have any writing quirks?

I really love writing dialogue, it’s my favorite way to get inside their heads, especially trying to balance what they say or don’t say, vs what they actually mean. I also love adding little details to fill out the world and the scene. It might not be necessary, but it feels like it brings everything together for me. And I like treating writing a fic like building a puzzle, trying to figure out just the right way to get all the pieces to fit together so the whole thing really sings.

Do you prefer posting when you’ve finished writing or on a schedule?

I’m still playing around with what I prefer. With driving in your car, I started out by posting a chapter only when the following chapter was completely written, so I’d always have one in the tank. But that got to feel too much like I was just sitting on chapters for the sake of sitting on them, so I started posting each chapter as I finished it and felt good about it. I don’t do super well with a schedule for posting fics, I’ve got too many deadlines in my life as it is haha.

Which fic are you most proud of?

driving in your car, for sure. It’s my baby, my magnum opus, my kitchen sink fic (it’s got everything). It’s got so much of myself in it, it’s very personal, and very near and dear to my heart.

How did you get the idea for driving in your car?

I wrote a long post about this when the idea was just starting to percolate, but the long and short of it is I wanted to read more fics that reflected my own experiences as an older teen growing up in a suffocating small town, where really the only option you have is to just pile in the car with your friends and drive around aimlessly, because that’s the only way you can get any freedom or privacy. I wanted to see what life was like for the fruity four trying to get back to “normal” while also trying to deal with the fact the world almost ended AGAIN, and all their complicated messy feelings for one another.

What inspired love is like ghosts?

Like many people have guessed / suspected, it’s very much inspired by Buzzfeed Unsolved / Watcher Ghost Files, and a loving homage to ghost hunting shows. I’m a huge scaredy cat when it comes to anything horror, but I love a good ghost hunting show. The study room setting is also inspired by the miniscule closet-sized study rooms in the library at the college I went to.

What was your favorite part to write from love is like ghosts?

Parts of their make out scene was the first snippet I wrote and the one that really got the whole ball rolling with that fic, to try to figure out who this Steve and this Eddie are, and what would have to happen lead them to making out that hard in the study room. It was also the first steamy spicy almost-smutty scene I’d written, and it was so fun to learn how to write like that!! I also just love their banter in this fic, they’re both so sassy and ridiculous and completely gone on each other.

How do/did you feel writing where’s the spark??

Ooft this one was a doozy. This is actually the second draft, and the only time so far I’ve all but completely scraped the first draft and rewritten a fic. The first draft leaned really heavily into the loneliness of the holidays, my playlist for it was all of the most maudlin holiday songs, and it really started negatively affecting my mood and mindset. But I got some really great advice and help brainstorming from dear friends, and turned it around into a fic I’m really happy with. The holiday blues are still present, but there’s so much more love there now, and that’s really what the fic is all about.

What was the most difficult part of writing where’s the spark??

Finding that balance of holiday blues and love was really tricky, and I wrote for a lot of characters I hadn’t tried writing before either. From a technical perspective too, it was a big challenge to figure out how to keep the fic moving, and the party moving around Steve when all he wanted to do was wallow.

Do you have a favorite scene and/or line from any of your fics?

It’s so so hard to pick just one, but I love how this line in love is like ghosts turned out: And Steve is dumbstruck, kiss-drunk, half-fucked.

Do you have any upcoming projects or fics you’d like to share/promote?

I have a holiday exchange fic coming out soon (hopefully before the holidays, fingers crossed), and I’m excited to dive into my prompt for lex’s winter fic challenge soon! I’d love to get the last chapter of driving in your car ready to share by the end of January. And there’s a secret [redacted] au I’m co-authoring with a very special friend that I would absolutely love to write in the new year!

Outside of these questions, Is there anything YOU would like to add?

Just that I love this community so much. I’ve made so many incredible friendships because of this show, and I’m so grateful to be a part of this little corner of the internet. I never shared my writing publicly before finding the steddie community, and I’ve been really overwhelmed and delighted by the response to my writing and art (especially to be nominated to do something like this!! Truly an honor!). I was, at best, a casual Stranger Things fan before season 4. I wasn’t even going to watch it when it came out. But then I saw all the gorgeous fanart and gifs, and started reading headcanons, and had to check it out. I’m so so glad that I did, my life has changed so much for the better.

Thank you to our author, @kkpwnall, and our nominator! See more of @kkpwnall's work featured on our page throughout the day!

Writer's Spotlight is every Wednesday! Want to nominate an author? You can nominate them here!

[dokeythings]

| hey baby, i think i wanna marry you | (dokyeom)

this is PART 2! :)

"you're getting really burnt baby" dokyeom says suddenly, noticing how your arm is in direct sunlight and turning bright pink.

you shrug it off as he keeps his arm around you, placing his hand on your arm so that most of it is covered. it's hot to the touch.

"let's go inside for a bit, i'll get you some sunscreen. i think my grandma is inside anyways" he says, standing up from the bench.

you haven't met his grandmother yet, but that's the one you're most nervous about. the grandmas like a big deal, isn't it? maybe you're just thinking about it too much. you stand up and follow him into the house, staying behind him as he leads you into the kitchen. his grandma is in there making even more food, even though there's enough out there already to feed a small country. it reminds you of your grandma, and for a moment you are a little calmer.

"hi grandma!" he calls out happily, meeting her over by the sink. she turns around and sees it's him, and brings him in for a big hug. you melt at the sight, seeing how much she loves him and is happy he's here. you have that in common with her. you stand awkwardly at the end of the kitchen, rocking on your feet.

"and this pretty girl must be y/n! i've heard so much about you" she says as she looks over at you, smiling sweetly.

dokyeom turns towards you with a soft smile and holds his hand out, indicating for you to come over. you take his hand and step forward, smiling back at her. 

"well aren't you just a vision" she beams, taking you in as you shift awkwardly under all the attention. "you weren't wrong, she is absolutely stunning" she says, nudging your boyfriend. he notices your flushed cheeks and stands next to you, placing his hand lovingly on your back. 

"thank you" you say shyly, still red from the compliment. "it's so nice to meet you. i've also heard so much about you, especially your famous cooking" you say, trying to initiate the small talk. she chuckles at the compliment, and notices you extend your hand out to shake hers.

"oh i'm a hugger dear" she says, pulling you in for a hug. you smile at the gesture, looking at dokyeom as you hug her back. 

"i told you" he mouths, giggling quietly, as he had warned me a couple days ago about how she was a big hugger. 

she starts to talk about the food she's making, and you politely follow along. dokyeom stands back and watches as you happily obliging to taking the spoon in your mouth and testing the recipe. he puts his hand on your back again, rubbing gently as butterflies erupt in your stomach. as his grandma turns to get something from the fridge, you turn to him thinking he's trying to get your attention.

"yeah?" you ask him, noticing his dorky smile.

"nothing" he answers, continuing to rub your back. 

she comes back with a new ingredient and gets back to work, letting you help when you can. dokyeom has talked about you a lot to his grandma, and she knows how happy you make him. she already loved you before she even met you. he notices your bright pink arm, remembering why he brought you in here in the first place.

"hey grandma, do you have any sunscreen?" he asks. "y/n is getting burnt pretty badly out there". he gently touches my arm, showing her.

"oh poor girl!" she frowns. "yes yes it's in the cabinet above the sink in the bathroom".

he says thank you and brings you to the bathroom. the house is quiet as everybody else is outside, their voices quietly traveling through the open windows. you peek around at the living room area as you walk by, noticing that she has quite the eye for decoration, and countless pictures of the family all in beautiful picture frames. you smile as you take it all in. once you're in the bathroom he takes out the sunscreen right away, gently applying it to your arm as to not hurt you. you lean against the sink as he does so, just admiring him. he catches your eyes, smiling at you.

"how're you doing baby girl?" he asks, hoping that you're a little less nervous and having some fun.

"good, actually. everybody is so nice" you smile.

"they love you" he smiles, stating matter of factly. he leans in to peck your lips.

"i don't even think i'm being that awkward" you say honestly, surprised at yourself.

"well that makes a lot of sense, because i told you you're not awkward" he says, poking your belly and making you laugh. you laugh in response, sticking your tongue out.

"and, i'm really proud of you" he adds, holding your hand.

"thank you" you reply softly, kissing his cheek.

after he puts the sunscreen back you leave the bathroom and go back into the kitchen where his grandma tells us that everyone is getting ready to take a walk down to the lake. theres a little lake at the end of the street, one dokyeom has told many fond stories of so you are really excited to see it. you meet everybody outside and start walking, the two of you trailing behind a little. you take his hand in yours, happily swaying them back and forth as you walk. something about today feels perfect, but you can't quite put your finger on it. the temperature is the kind that feels like a warm hug, embracing you and cooling you off with a breeze just when you need it. there are no clouds in the sky, giving the sun the spotlight to shine down on everything it touches.

dokyeom thinks you couldn't possibly look more beautiful right now if you tried. the sun is getting lower in the sky, leaving a golden hue on your skin. your eyes sparkle when you look at him, the caramel brown being the prettiest color he thinks he's ever seen. he uses his free hand to subconsciously reach into his pocket and hold the ring, a habit he's developed lately when he's admiring you. he chuckles at you as you let go of his hand and run ahead quickly saying "this butterfly is so pretty!". you bend down to the height of the plant it landed on, trying to get it to land on your finger. to no avail, it flew away and vanished. 

"it flew away" you pout, turning around to look at him. 

he's stopped in the street a few feet away, smiling at your cute frustration. 

"i'm sorry cutie, maybe he'll come back" he says. 

you start to wall back towards him but he says "wait! stay right there!".

you tilt your head at him inquisitively, waiting for an explanation. he pulls out his phone and gets the camera ready, pointing it at you. he tells you to smile, so you do. he focuses the camera, cooing at the view. a rush of wind blows by right as he's about to press the button, blowing your hair back behind you. the sun is almost down now, leaving everything with a tint of darkness, but you stay bright as the sun. he's amazed by you, and that will never change. most of the others are already down at the lake, and its just in view. you hear them laughing and cheering, and then a couple loud booms. the colorful lights change the color of the sky, whizzing and cracking as they go by. you turn to the side to look at the fireworks, smiling brightly in awe at the nice surprise. dokyeom takes the picture, right as a beautiful red firework explodes in the sky, lighting up the genuine smile on your face. it's his new favorite photo of you. 

for a moment you forget he was even taking a picture as you get so caught up in the pretty display. 

"y/n" dokyeom says, smiling to himself widely as he waits for you to turn around.

this is it.

as you turn around, he drops down to his knee, watching your face the whole time. his hands get clammy, and his heart is beating a million miles a minute. you look so pretty right now, and he loves you more than he understands. you bring your hand up to your mouth, realizing what's happening. you really didn't expect this, but at the same time it is the most perfect timing. 

"theres no way of doing this without sounding cringey" he says, laughing nervously as he shakes his head momentarily, reaching his hand into his pocket. "every single day since the day i met you i have been changed for the better. you are the other half of me, an extension of me. i love you more everyday even when i think i already love you more than anyone could ever love anything. i want to do this for the rest of my life. i want to wake up next to you everyday, and eat chocolate chip pancakes and cereal for breakfast and have you yell at me saying it's too much sugar" he chuckles at the comment. 

you giggle back, realizing that tears have been streaming down your face since the second his knee touched the ground.

"you are everything that's good in this world. you have shown me what love is, what happiness is, and what life is all about" he continues, smiling ear to ear as a tear falls from his eye as well. he doesn't bother wiping it away. you cry harder at his sincerity. 

"baby, will you marry me?" he finally asks, opening the case and holding the ring out in front of him. 

you can't even speak, your lips are stuck in a smile and your cheeks are soaked with tears. you start nodding vigorously, before finally your vocal chords do their job.

"yes!! yes yes a million times yes!" you respond, not waiting another second to throw yourself at him. 

he stands up from the ground just in time to catch you, spinning you around as the fireworks continue to go off in the back. believe it or not, he didn't even know they were going to do that. perfect touch guys, he thinks. 

he places you back on the ground, keeping his arms wrapped around you tightly and proudly. he slides the ring on your finger and then cups your face, kissing you passionately. you kiss him back so hard as you are bubbling with overwhelming happiness at the thought of this being your reality for the rest of forever. 

"i love you so much" you say, placing your hands on either side of his face. 

he smiles, "god i love you so much too". he looks into your eyes for a little while, trying to comprehend the fact that he has the most perfect girl in the world as his soon to be wife. 

the homemade version of the firework finale begins, making you feel like this isn't even real life. you turn around to watch them light up the sky. dokyeom stands behind you, pulling you against his chest and wrapping his arms around your waist. you lean your head on his chest as you look up at the show, the lights dancing in your eyes. you feel his heart beating against your head, smiling at how fast it is. 

"i think this is the best day of my life" you say, tilting your head to look up at him. 

you expect him to turn his attention away from the fireworks and look down at you, but he was already looking. you blush.

"good, because it is most definitely mine" he kisses your forehead, then your nose, and then your lips. the ring looks much better on your finger than it did in his pocket, and now he thinks he has nothing to ever complain about, because everything he will ever need is right here.

[angevinyaoiz]

Haha thanks for appreciating my art! 

Yeah, it’s funny because I think Henry II/Young Henry is objectively some of the BEST lesser known Dadson dynamics out there that’s sadly underexplored—you have political bedsharing, “the son and the father are one,” Co-Crowning ceremonies (There should be more dadson AUs that steal the concept of associative kingship) bodies and souls bound together, guilt, shame, divorce, the Love and Fear of faetc etc… 

the only unfortunate thing Is that dadson is generally not something I get super excited about personally. >_< I can see the visions and recommend them but it’s not really what gets me going….I’ll leave that to the pros (tho I DID have some art concepts here and there in mind but who knows if I’ll ever get to it..)

Anyways, back to the main subject—for memory lane look at these, the very FIRST art I did of him I’m pretty sure! Alongside Frederick Barbarossa and Richard. You can tell I was just working directly off random ref images without knowing anything lool

Also this one! Early art. Where he’s extremely shota. I still think this is cute, but it doesn’t look like HIM to me.

I still like these pieces…I had fun with them. I miss putting him in the historically inaccurate green caftan

Philip’s design overall has been an interesting process! I think my initial designs for the Plantagenets have refined over time, but they more or less stayed the same from the beginning, while his was kind of an evolution. It’s a bit hard for me to look at my old Blondelippe art because it’s so different from how I think about and draw him now, lol.  I was initially influenced by a few things:

there were a couple of fanarts/drawings of a Philip that was blonde, so I ran with that .

I think I might have initially mixed up art with that of Philip IV Le Bel, who has had portrayals where he’s a Pretty Blond

In some medieval artworks especially in later centuries, there are portraits of him that look blonde but only because of the stylistic conventions.

Also, my initial fandommy delusion interpretation of his character (when i was mostly dabbling from the TLIW stuff only) was influenced by the certain BL and shoujo archetype that pops up that usually consist of blonde, french-coded characters with childhood sexual trauma who are also guarded and conniving and sometimes straight up evil. so I thought it would be fun to run with that, and also be an obvious visual signifier that I was working in more a Yaoi Delusion state than a Realistic Historical state.

I ended up kind of veering away from this as I started to do more research and realized I was a lot more interested in reading about historical details. I was less familiar with Philip, but I had fun reading and getting to know his character I think a lot more in a way that I liked. My art is influenced by my aesthetic fujo preferences, but I also like a sense of background knowledge and consistency in my brain. For me I wanted the Philip, both the historical philip and the rpf dolly i’ve reconstructed, to feel more specific to me. There are already plenty of conniving blondes out there (I didn’t want people to mistake it for an APH France…lol) so kind of designing him as brunette with the goofy, severe bangs (influenced by his statues, and by the 19th century portrait) was a fun design. It also worked a lot better for black and white comics, like in “In Exchange for Honor,” And as well serves as a nice visual contrast since I draw the brothers + Henry usually as all varying degrees of blonde/redhead… THAT’s for Yaoi aesthetic reasons lol

I’m actually not sure if there IS any info on his hair color in real life, and tbh I guess i’m not interested in that (also he balded so it becomes irrelevant). I think it’s fun because I can draw him very pretty for my delusions if I want but also has a kind of dorkiness to him that I think is extremely important to lean into. I also feel like, I wanted a design that could look distinct and cute, but also could look more Adult if I wanted to, I draw him a kid a lot but I wanted the vibes to translate into older designs as well.

A big part that stands out to me reading about the historical Philip is the contrast between how Serious and Sacral the Frankish kingship is how important Philip was as the god-given heir blah blah blah, but also with how WEIRD he was. Making serious and laudable logistical decisions and policies one moment, but also making baffling and confusing decisions in his personal life and relationships. He’s kind of a mess in a fun way, it leaves a lot for the imagination (and evil imagination) to wonder wtf was up with him. In a way, even though the TLIW richphil dubcon backstory is Completely Made Up, to me I feel it doesn’t feel completely out of place thematically, since to me there’s something inherently sus/erotic about the status of purity/sacralness and the transgression from childhood vulnerability that is necessary to emerge into true power…Anyway I could write more Yaoi Essays but this post is meant to be about aesthetics.

It is impossible to escape the influence of TLIW Timothy Dalton in attitude, even if not in aesthetic, since he is probably the only major portrayal of Philip in the anglosphere I can think of. I feel that influence definitely comes through unavoidably, although I also try to round him out a bit when I write him. TLIW!Philip (in both movies and all plays) is showing him behaving at a very specific point in time; he starts off being condescended to, then exits the film smug and unscathed. It’s a big contrast from even modern Philip portrayals like in Confessions de l’Histoire where he’s more of a whiner and Richard’s punching bag.  

In The Devil’s Crown, Christopher Gable in The Devil’s Crown is a bit more subtle, and follows a more subdued and calculating Philip who grows into his person over time. I like him a lot because he’s very stiff and formal compared to Henry and Richard’s expressive gesticulating, but he holds a lot of disdain and rage inside him.  I think his portrayal in TDC definitely has influenced me a lot, I love how he glowers at Richard during all their encounters. It’s both very serious but also kind of cute…Also I’m entranced by his ballet photos. In a way they kind of cycle all the way back to that ethereal kind of “getting bewitched in the woods” unnerving shoujo feeling that I was originally getting a whiff of originally.

FUNNY ENOUGH, I feel I even still get some influence from….Solomon’s Crown of all things.. I make fun of it of course for its uwufication but for all my haterisms natasha kind of cooked with leaning into the weirdly ageregressiony Pure Special Little Boy feeling that pops up fetishistically in that book (in denial of course), the only difference for me is that I feel like that fetishistic aspect can be used deliciously for Evil (“purity” can be weaponized, after all) character traits rather than making a character Boring as hell

[autisticlancemcclain]

“Oh, I love spring.” Lance’s voice is soft, breathy, sighing. He veers off the path, heading towards one of the campus’ many gardens. “Everything’s just so hopeful, y’know? And the hills — they get coated in little springs of gold. It’s beautiful.”

“It snowed yesterday,” Keith deadpans, but joins Lance in looking at the blooming flowers anyway.

Lance rolls his dark eyes at him fondly. “For, like, twenty seconds!”

“Snow, Lance. In April. Disgusting.”

“Yeah, yeah, party pooper.” He leans in close to a yellow pansy, inhaling deeply. The slightest of smiles pulls at his lips, long eyelashes fluttering as his eyes close in serenity. Freckles sprinkle over his nose and cheekbones, darker now that the sun is starting to shine brighter.

Keith has to shake himself out of staring like a fool. Even then it’s no easy feat — Lance is ethereal, in the spring sunshine, surrounded by budding flowers and melting snow.

Keith clears his throat, ears a little red. “I thought you were more of a summer person,” he says, a little loudly, a little telling.

“I do love the summer, Lance agrees, inhaling one more time before straightening up. He turns the full power of his smile towards Keith — Lord help him — and takes a step away from the garden. “But there’s just something about the flowers, I guess. Something about so many colours finally blooming after the endless grey of winter, y’know?”

Keith snorts. “Right, Shakespeare.”

“I’m going to take that as the compliment it is, you butthead. Ready to head out?”

“Yeah.” Keith pauses, glancing back at the flowers. He thinks of Lance’s soft look as he smelled them. He thinks of how badly he wants to see Lance look like that again. “Why don’t you bring a couple flowers back to your dorm?”

Lance glances back at the flowers. For a minute Keith thinks he’s going to pick a couple, but then he’s shaking his head. “Nah.” He chuckles a little, scratching the back of his neck, looking sheepish. “It’s stupid, but I get genuinely upset when flowers die? I used to pick them all the time as a kid and then cry when they started to droop. I never really grew out of it, I guess. Embarrassing, huh?”

Oh my God, that is the cutest fucking thing I’ve ever heard, Keith thinks, screaming internally.

“A little,” Keith teases instead. Lance gasps exaggeratedly, clasping his hand to his heart in mock offense.

“Why, I never!”

The two of them joke and tease their way to the dining hall, only getting worse as they meet up with the rest of their friends. They devolve into ridiculous chaos almost immediately, as they usually do — Pidge barely catches sight of Lance before she starts some ridiculous argument over the dorky video game they’re both obsessed with, and then the rest of them choose sides just for the drama of it all — but honestly? Keith’s heart’s not in it. All he can think of is Lance’s slight smile as he smelled the flower, and the barest hint of sadness Keith saw flash through his dark brown eyes when he stepped away from them.

Keith is going to get Lance his flowers, and flowers that won’t die on him. He will.

Anything to get that smile on his face again.

———

“Keith, it’s four in the goddamn morning.”

“Allura if you help me I’ll get you those caf cookies you like every day for a month.”

That gives her pause. “The coffee caramel one? That’s always gone before I get up?”

“Yep,” Keith says, grinning despite his frustration. Got her. Allura would do anything short of human sacrifice to get those cookies.

“…Make it two months.”

“What?” Keith protests immediately. “That’s sixty whole days!”

“I’m getting more and more tired by the second, Gyeong.”

“Alright, alright, Jesus. You’ll get your cookie, you tyrant.”

She hums. There’s a creaking noise in the background, like she’s shuffling around, then the unmistakable sound of a thump and muffled cursing.

Keith shoves his knuckles into his mouth to keep from cackling. “Did you fall, you dumbass?”

“Fuck off. Mention it again and the deal is off.”

“Alright, alright,” Keith says,holding up his hands in surrender even though she can’t see it. (One can never be too sure with Allura. Sometimes it’s like she’s a fuckin’ witch, or something. She knows all.)

“Anyways, dorkus. Why’d you call me in the dead of the fucking night?”

Keith sobers quickly, frustration building back up when he catches a glance at his supplies. He takes a deep breath. “So, you know how you’re an art major?”

There’s a beat of incredulous silence. Keith can feel her judgey look through the phone.

“No, that’s news to me, actually. Must have missed that memo on my way to class this morning.”

“Oh, piss off. You know what I meant.”

She snorts, but answers anyway. “Yes, Keith. I am aware that I’m an art major. I take it to mean you need some artistic advice?”

“Yeah,” Keith confirms. He holds up one of the canvases he’s been working on, frowning deeply. “So, I have this…project. I need to paint a really, really good — almost perfect, honestly — picture of a flower. No, a bouquet of flowers. Yeah. And —”

“You,” Allura interrupts slowly, “a physics major.”

There’s a long moment of silence — incredulous on Allura’s end, panicked on Keith’s.

“You need to paint a flower? For a grade?”

“I’m…applying the physical sciences of viscous fluids acting upon a dry powdered surface such as canvas,” Keith lies hastily. “Yeah. Lots of science in painting, you know.”

That’s a pretty decent excuse, if Keith says so himself. And he does! He’s found that if he just throws out enough science words into one sentence, and uses the words ‘acting upon’ at least once, then people usually just go along with it. It has yet to fail on him before, at least.

“This is about Lance, isn’t it.”

Of fucking course Allura’s annoyingly smart ass can see right through him.

Keith scoffs. And then he scoffs again, and again, and every time it sounds just a touch more hysterical. “Ha! I don’t — ha! How ridiculous! Me, painting a picture of a flower for Lance, because he gets sad when cut flowers die! I would never — preposterous! Outlandish! Unbelievable, even! I —”

“You just let me know when you’re done,” Allura drawls.

Keith sputters. “I — you! What!”

“Look,” she says, faux-gently. “Please take full offense to this.”

“I probably will,” Keith grumbles. Allura has no problem plowing right on.

“There is not a soul on this campus who isn’t well aware that you are atrociously down bad for Lance.”

“I — yes there is! That’s fuckin’ — private information! How do you know that?!”

“You look at him like he’s the sun, dude. It’s as sweet as it is sickening, truly.”

Keith wants to fight that. He does. He’s kept his feelings for Lance under lock and key, thanks. Allura is talking out of her ass.

But then he looks down at his canvas and half-finished painting, and —

Oh.

Well.

“…Okay,” Keith admits, cheeks flaming. “So I get a little moon-eyed occasionally. Can you blame me?”

Allura chuckles. “No. Lance is cute as hell. You’re lucky I’m a lesbian or you would have some serious competition with that boy, let me tell you.”

“Thank Thor for that, then.”

“Damn right. Anyway. Details, Horatio. You’re painting him a flower?”

Keith sighs. He knows it’s incriminating as hell, but he truly can’t help himself. “Yeah. We were looking at flowers a couple days ago, and he was just so happy to see them, y’know? I suggested he should bring a couple back to his dorm but he said he got sad when they died, so. I’m painting him some that won’t die.”

“That is the gayest damn thing I’ve ever heard.”

Keith flushes. “Yeah, yeah. Shut up. Can you help me or not?”

“Well, I won’t be painting it for you.”

“I know that! I just — I don’t know what I’m doing, ‘Llura. How the hell do I shape it right? What’s the deal with shading? How come half the colours look smudgy and brush hairs keep getting stuck in the paint? What —”

“Alright, deep breath,” Allura interjects. Keith listens. “Good.” Her voice softens. “He’s gonna love it, y’know? He loves you just as much as you love him — and don’t give me that ‘what if he doesn’t like me back’ shit,” she scolds, before he can protest. “Okay? He’s one of your closest friends. He’s going to appreciate the gesture regardless.”

“I know,” Keith says, exhaling deeply. “I know. But still. Help me?”

“Yeah, yeah. I got you.”

———

Keith takes a deep breath, glancing down at the gift bag he’s holding. It’s not too late, really. He can ding dong ditch. That way Lance can get the painting — and the stupid sappy letter Keith wrote him — and Keith can avoid the whole mortifying ordeal of being known or whatever.

Yeah. Yeah, that’s what he’ll do. He can confess his undying love another time, right? Lance doesn’t need to know now. Keith can suffer in silence. He’s gone this far —

“Keith! Hi! I tried to wait for you to know but you took too long. Come in!”

Lance beams at him, dorm room door opened wide, stepping to the side to usher Keith in.

Curse him and his stupid bat ears. Of course he heard Keith’s heartbeat through the door, or something.

“Hey, Lance.” He accepts Lance hug, squeezing tightly and inhaling smell of sunscreen and lavender.

The smell makes him brave, makes him bold.

“I, uh, I brought you something.”

Lance’s grin only gets wider. “I was hoping that was for me.” He makes grabby hands towards the bag. “Gimme!”

It will be fine, it will be fine, it will be fine, Keith chants to himself as Lance tosses the decorative paper — ‘decorative paper’ being old homework because Keith has no idea where the hell he’s supposed to buy fancy gift paper — behind him, digging into the bag. He stills as he pulls out the canvas. He’s absolutely silent as he looks at it, face completely blank.

Keith cracks.

“I know it’s kind of ugly. I mean, I tried, and Allura tried to help, but I’m kind of a hopeless painter —”

Lance still makes no face, long fingers just tracing the bulky painting.

“— I tried to use your favourite colours! The blue and the red and the purple —”

Lance makes a choked noise. Keith can’t tell if it’s good or not; and it makes him a great deal more frantic.

“—peonies are your favourite, right? And you like dandelions too so I thought —”

“Keith,” Lance finally says, hoarse and quiet. “I —”

“There’s a letter, too, and — oh.” The letter is clasped tightly in Lance’s hand. “You’ve already read it. Cool. Awesome. It’s —”

“Keith —”

“It doesn’t have to be a big deal, right? I mean —”

“Keith —”

Keith forces himself to breathe properly. He is not successful. He’s not quite hyperventilating, but by God he is on his way.

“It’s fine, it’s fine, I’ll just dip and you text me whenever —”

“Keith!” Lance shouts. “I’m going to kiss you now. On the mouth.”

By the time that sentence registers in Keith’s brain, sunshine and lavender overwhelms his senses, soft, smooth lips pressed insistently to his. Lance’s cool fingers press the sides of his neck, a gentle but insistent pressure.

“Oh,” Keith breathes.

“I love you too, dumbass,” Lance whispers against his lips. “God I love you.“

“That’s — okay.”

He feels Lance’s smile.

Because it is pressed. Against his lips.

Holy shit.

“That’s okay?“ “Yeah. Yeah. I — love you too. Lots.”

Lance laughs. “Enough to hand paint me flowers that will never die.” He presses another kiss to Keith’s lips.

It feels like springtime.

———

based on this post

[regularme12]

Fairly Odd Parents Tickle asks

I'm so sad there really isn't much tickle content out there for this show, so I'm making some.

1. Who's the most ticklish character?

I gotta say Cosmo. I mean, look at him. He's so cute, bubbly, dorky, ticklish!! Canonly too. Ofc he's gotta be the most ticklish, he basically asks people to tickle him because he enjoys it all too much.

2. Who’s the character that most people would assume is ticklish, but actually isn’t?

Wanda. She's powerful, and strong, but isn't ticklish. She's always the ler to, Poof, Cosmo, and Timmy, never the lee. Which they all hate, well, minus Cosmo, he doesn't really care unless he gets his fair share of tickles.

3. Who’s the character that everyone gangs up on and tickles?

Timmy, between him Cosmo and Wanda, he's just a kid, and have the best reactions, not like Cosmo don't. So them two likes gaining up on him, esp when he makes them do hard wishes exhausting them later on, and when they calm down, they strike. Timmy hates being tickled, and he's canonly ticklish too, so anyways he hates when ppl tickle him.

4. Who’s the character that somehow knows everyone else’s tickle spots and reveals them to others?

I was gonna say Mr. Crocker because he's so observant, so he would observ other people and tell others about it, but who's he gonna tell? The dude's a loner. So it's gotta be Vicky, she always tickles Timmy, not out of the kindness of her heart, she knows he absolutly hates it. So she would tickle him till he does something embarrassing, like, snorting or pissing, or passing out, no idea. She does this infront of his parents too which is way more ebarrassing since it's his parents for the love of God. Also when his friends come over, she takes it out of her way to tickle him to death in front of them, and when she has enough, she'll leave causing Timmy to have another round of tickle torture between A.J and Chester, because they find his reactions adorable.

5. Who’s the character with one specific tickle spot that only one other person knows about?

I know how I said Wanda isn't ticklish, that's bc no one but Cosmo knows that if u tickle at this one specific spot behind her ear, u'll get her laughing hard. So technically she isn't ticklish to other ppl but Cosmo. Still, Cosmo is way more ticklish than his wife.

6. Who’s the most likely to win gang tickle wars?

Between A.J., Chester, and Timmy? Gotta be A.J, he's really not ticklish but one spot, which is his sides, still, he's not bad there just a couple of giggles. But, between Cosmo, Wanda, and Timmy? Defo Wanda, again, not really ticklish, even if Cosmo does tickle that specific spot, she'll just go for under the arms. And he don't go for that spot unless it's just a tickle fight between them two, minus Timmy.

7. Which character has a kink for tickling?

None, I'd like to keep this cartoon rated PG, lol, sorry😭

8. Which character didn’t even know they were ticklish until another character tickled them?

Tie between Chester and Wanda. Again, Wanda. Her and Cosmo was kissing, and he brought his hand up to pull her hair back behind her ear, until he hit a sweet spot right behind them, making her squeal back holding the attacked spot. Cosmo was grinning ear to ear now, "Huh, I thought you weren't ticklish. Guess we know new things." And Wanda just retaliated by, "I swear, tell anyone or tickle me there at any time, I'll tickle you to death, and I mean it. I'll be writing your obituary." Cosmo eventually agreed. Now, Chester. He was too busy tickling Timmy, and sometimes A.J. just to hear giggles here and there, if Timmy's not there to "play", then they got fed up with his relentless attacks, so they teamed up and tickled him to peices, realizing he may be a lil more less ticklish than Cosmo, so like the second most ticklish. It's so cute. So A.J and Timmy tickles him all the time. And he does NOT like it, one bit.

9. Which two characters have tickle fights all the time?

Cosmo and Timmy, and ofc Cosmo always loses, bc he wants to and he's just so ticklish.

10. Which character only let's one specific character tickle them?

Timmy only let's Trixie tickle him, and he's not talking about reducing him to hysterics, that's just too embarrassing, he means like a couple of squeezes and pokes. Since she told him she likes his little giggles and laughs, he let's her more often now. Even go as far as to provoke her into giving him a few pokes.

[one-of-tankhuns-neurons]

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN PIT BABE IS ABO

How did I walk into UNTAGGED ABO IRL this hAs to be a first for me.

I mean, I understand they might've not wanted to market it like that to start a drama, or mAybe I'm just plain stupid and this was public knowledge but anyway here are my thOughts

Imma quote my favorite BL of all time and say "It cOuld be Extraordinary" I mean, it really could.

I believe the first episode was just to set the scene for the show, but let's address specific points

I WANNA MAKE IT CLEAR THAT I DIDN'T READ THE SOURCE MATERIAL THANK YOU

1. The ABO

Let's get this out of the way we knOw it's a difficult topic, and my main concern with it was that they would adapt some random ass manga/manhwa just to establish a bullshit dominant vs submissive horny dynamic that ended up in a very polemic mpreg.

But I encountered either a 'hot omega' - 'dorky alpha dynamic' where both have issues with their second sex traits (specially pheromones) or an alpha-alpha relationship with the same issues, which could lead to a bUnch of social commentary using the ABO social hierarchy.

Apart from that, I believe using those resources for the first big ABO production might have been a good call to ease the general public into it and not dwelling on the full nesting-marking-knotting and whatnot. I mean, it probably might never reach the full power of the genre, but if it works it might crack the door open for this.

2. The story itself

I had this discussion with my best friend (who has recommended me most of the ABO I've read) and we came to the conclusion that this feels like watching something straight out of AO3 fanfiction where the characters are clearly already established (bc the characters come pre built as they're based on ActUaL people) so the point is just telling this story full of made up violence, mafia, infatuation, possessiveness and desire. I kind of love it??? I am obviously not judging it as an ordinary BL, but for what it presented on the first episode it really could be great. I love how we have been introduced to a character like Charlie that will not just be this helpless boy that gets thrown around, he has more agency than we thought.

3 Production and stuff

Oh I love cars and stuff that goes fAst and slicked back hair and blue vs red and ALL the cliches, and I feel like it's done well. We could hate on kinnporsche for many things but it rOse the standards for commercial production. It also has really good actors whose previous work I've seen and liked very much. I also really applaud them for taking this shit seriously, bc many people half ass their acting in strange situation and that shows professionalism.

4. the more I think about it the more I'm excited for the show, and that's bAd because I'm building expectations and that nOt good so here are some point that require attention.

The ABO. This will be an issue until the lAst second of the show, because the way that it is portrayed will be perceived as a direct representation of the whole genre, so they ought to be careful.

The ABO agAin.. what parts are they gonna portray and hOw, because the main couple is not the only one, so I want to know how they will present an (explicitly confirmed) omega and how it will play into the social hierarchy . They already introduced scent and pheromones, and they did it tastefully, so kudos on that.

The ABO.. I'm kidding.

The story, this story might play into some kind of toxic and violent stuff that is becoming a bit problematic for certain audiences, and as I say.. problematic shows and up in problematic situations, so how I want to see how it plays out. But the fact that Charlie is giving 'morally gray that could end up falling' vibes and that gives me hOpe.

The discourse it might start. Oh this world can be a hot mEss and people could start a whole ass battle as this genre that usually was counterculture territory is now brought into this context.

Shit I'm way to nervous about this show... PLEASE IF YOU KNOW MORE let me know, I want to discuss and have a better opinion on it. If you need to call me an idiot in the process I'll take it.

[juniperhillpatient]

Okay I have to say aside from simply finding a haunted B&B setting starring my best friend underrated treasure Rose McIver to be a charming & fun setting for a sit com —

things I love about Ghosts

- the unexpected & unique dynamics!!! the Viking warrior is best friends with the American revolution soldier & they watch ‘90s tv together. the dorky Boy Scout troop leader with an arrow through his neck has a huge crush on the diva Harlem jazz singer who died in the 20s. the hippie free spirit teaches the repressed Victorian lady of the house about female sexual pleasure. It’s all endlessly iconic & surprisingly heartfelt for how bizarre some of it gets like the ghost who haunted one of his now adult ghost friends as a child & sang her lullabies but now they’re peers.

- the relationship between Jay & Sam! I ADORE me a good malewife x somewhat off her rocker chick dynamic. not since Joel & Sheila of the cancelled too soon genius Santa Clarita Diet have I this much adored a sit com married couple. the way Jay is endlessly supportive of Sam & her ghosts & their adorable dynamic because they are husband & wife but also they are best friends - is just so cute.

-it’s funny but it never punches down. all of the characters are (so far I’m on season 2) pretty wild & they each get some episodes focusing on their backstory. from the Native American storyteller to the quirky cholera ghost who faked a relationship with the Boy Scout troop leader (long story) to the girl who was murder with a chainsaw on prom night. It’s goofy as hell but each of these hilarious characters still feels very much like a three dimensional person in a way you just don’t get with every show. I also enjoy that so far there’s not a butt of the joke character in an over the top way. This is something that turns me off shows & it happens a lot in sit coms: the Meg Griffin effect. That doesn’t happen on this show! Sure, Trevor is the butt of a lot of jokes because he’s kind of a douche & he has no pants but the episode where you learn his backstory is actually so good & shows what good friends the ghosts really all are.

Anyway!!! I’m only on season 2 but I love this show so far that is all 🫶

[stuck-on-boops-alt]

First and foremost, the overuse of the word naughty this volume had me rolling my eyes hahaha.. please stop.

There were a lot of cute moments with the LI.. they were probably shared lines, but still they were dorky (compliment) enough that I will just imagine that it's just Hamish.

The eliminated guy shared some info about the LI of your choice (behind a paywall ofc), and I relate with Hamish on the part about building up walls because of feeling misunderstood, and feeling like it's hard to fall in love with someone because of that. (idk if this was a shared description for all the LIs so looool)

Eddie, of course, is being a pot-stirring gremlin, as expected. There is no redeeming that guy, unless you wanna do the burn the villa route probably. He dared to make Hamish doubt about Lyn's intentions b r o.. Anyways, Lyn just kept dodging and ignoring all the drama that was happening. Her eyes are just fixed on Hamish and waiting for their turn to be an official couple lol. My unbothered queen.

Also, Natasha was dropping all the facts at the girls' choice dumping. My bestie 💜 ... Tbh I wish there was an option for my mc to say, you know what guys, fuck the rules and let's all vote for Eddie to be dumped. It would've been satisfying. (then my mc ends up being single loool.. still it would've been amazing to have that guy kicked out now)

Man it's already the final recoupling next volume.. I kind of feel mixed-up about it. Too much stuff going on in the latest volumes, and it feels really rushed in a way. But I'm also kinda relieved it will be over soon 😂

[muttonthings]

Kdramas I have watched

118. Lovely Runner

I have to first say I had zero interest in this show. I had read the synopsis, and didn't want to watch another high school + time travel show. I wasn't very familiar with the cast either so I had no intention of watching it. But then everyone online was raving about it so here we are.

I was hooked on this show from episode one, I even stayed up later than usual to watch (so glad I didn't watch as it aired) I really can't explain why I was so engrossed in this show ..maybe I grew attached to the characters? I just could not stop watching.

The show had a pretty simple storyline but it was the comedy and romance that I really enjoyed. The humour was right up my alley and there were many scenes that had me cracking up. I love shows where the couple are destined to be together and we got that and more with all the different timelines ❤️ The leads were so chaotic (in a good way) and dorky and I just loved them.

This is the second show I have seen Byeon Woo-seok in and he was amazing, he portrayed each emotion so well and his comic timing is *chef's kiss*.His expressions were on point and I'm surprised he hasn't been a lead in more shows. Kim Hye-yoon was excellent as well and their chemistry was 🔥

I also loved the relationships between Sol+Tae-sung and Sun-jae+Tae-sung. That bromance was hilarious.

This show has one of the best endings ever! We got all the fluff we could ask for and the ending wasn't rushed at all.

My only gripe is the villain...I was expecting some sort of motive?

Anyway, shout out to the white truck of doom.

I highly recommend this show, I can see myself rewatching it very soon.

[boonesfarmsangria]

"X-Ray" - yes. good

"All in Your Rows" - skip

"Latchmere" - music is good, lyrics are dumb but the interview where orlando was like a wavepool was a big deal. Idk what kinda place you lived where its not. 👌

"About Your Dress" - this is better live than on record. could take or leave

"Precious Time" - love it. so great. with very good lyrics. glimpse of what theyd become

"O.A.V.I.P." - no. not now anyway

"Tissue Shoulders" - nah

"Happy Faces" - no

"First Love" - this song is cute but maybs also annoying

"Mary" - what

"Lego" - sad

"Toothpaste Kisses" - absolutely not

"Love You Better" - great. the cadence, starting w better and being big out the gate. so great. orlando has gotten the voice now and god bless

"One Hand Holding" - ok. lil too zydeco school cheerleader come on eileen

"Can You Give It?" - love it. his voice on this is ahhhhhh

"Young Lions" - this is a good maccabees song. like all the talents working together perfectly

"Wall of Arms" - yes please. so good live

"No Kind Words/Bag of Bones Part A" - this is a good turn and like the dark(er)ness

"Dinosaurs" - amazing

"Kiss and Resolve" - nah. sweetheart could never be said again and thatd be too much knowing it had been said before

"William Powers" - good

"Seventeen Hands" - fine

"Bag of Bones Part B" - love it

look tbf i have no idea whats being said in a fair few of these like i just read the last line of seventeen hands and what the hell ?

"Given to the Wild (Intro)" - good way to open

"Child" - beautiful

"Feel to Follow" - good. like the casually here remix and vocals better and have now realized that song was the first time i am aware of hearing orlandos voice*. and have since learned those were special re-recorded vocals. this version feels almost draggy *this is absolutely false. i already was in love with a quickening when i first heard this remix

"Ayla" - music on this with the lyrics is choice

"Glimmer" - maybs top 3 of theirs for me. so pretty

"Forever I've Known" - or this. also so pretty. have had this stuck in my head for a couple days & the parts when the music comes in heavy, amazing. and his voice

"Heave" - Good but also kinda annoying and repetitive

"Pelican" - sure. fun and good live. like the lyrics

"Went Away" - this has such big 90s feel to it. its good but also dorky but i love the shouty ending and also sad

"Go" - love it. pretty. very pretty

Unknow (featuring Catherine Pockson)" - i love this one too. vocals are super intense and love the sentiment. think i saw somewhere it was an attempt at a dance or electronic song but its very late 80s early 90s synth sounding to me

"Slowly One" - too precious. i dont like this. and the music is weird with these lyrics. idk what the plan is here

*Grew Up at Midnight" - this is teenagery af but its very pretty and nails the emotion perfectly. its manipulative. could be in a movie

i think this might be their best album. and touches on more relationship types and circumstances. there is also the preoccupation with time which is interesting to me. like time having passed..time has passed by. things are past now

Marks to Prove It - love it. orlando is a sting like lyricist but he does it better. he has a more people centered way of looking at things. hes making characters. anyway yes love this one and the yelling at the beginning is apt

Kamakura"- yeah of course. cadence on this👌 your best friends forgive you your best friends forget you get old. this is one of those lines that can be interpreted two ways and both work and which is it

"Ribbon Road" - this like toothpaste kisses and another one i cant think of right now are so super weird in the full picture of their work. like what is this song? its so idk americana-ish, westerny idk. and kinda 50s-ish. its just strange. not, not good, but out of place

"Spit It Out" - big fan

"Silence" - :/ no. this is sad and some of the lyrics are cutting but as a song i just cant. knowing this was it (final album) i get it, but still

"River Song" - i think this song is great. and the big swelling end is how this song should go. this as a singalong would be fun so long as you had a decent amount of booze and disregard in your system. but this song is also a lil crazy right?

Slow Sun" - mixed on this. sometimes i like it and sometimes im just like shutup

Something Like Happiness" - gold

"WW1 Portraits" - is this their best song? the of course they do part. died. someone on genius said if someone wrote this about me i wouldnt know how to behave and that is too right

"Pioneering Systems" - this is a weird song

Dawn Chorus" - this and a couple others in this are getting very leonard cohen-ish or maybe lou reedish and im not feeling that.

impo you can do sad lyrics with upbeat music or happy lyrics with dark/sad sounding music but never happy & upbeat (cloying, saccharine) or dark & sad together (gimme a break). its just too Too. there exists songs that prove exceptions to the rule, of course there are. but they are rare and have to be very good.

Musically these guys are all over the place which maybe is why both people loved them and why people didnt love them. they are very broad. its like when an artist just does everything and its all good or interesting but no one cares and then theres an artist that paints the same shit over and over but its their developed style and people lap it up and they get famous. Im just making the point. But what is true of music that gets really really stratosphere popular is that it is samey. Theres enough deviation (sometimes) to keep it interesting but its mostly the same for that band/group/artist to have a hook and a cozy familiarity, a thing they do that is theirs. Maccabees have a few different handfulls of songs that really go together. you might really like what 4 songs do but not what any of the others do...and you might not ever get a fifth of that type of song...that make sense? and maybe thats why live i kept seeing a similar setlist over and over no matter which year. and maybe there wasnt a strong enough personality in the group to drive & hone the creative flow. a natural one, not an oppressive one. idk & it doesnt matter & i probably wont find out. what i do need tho is orlando to stop being so sweet (as a solo artist) because the quality of his voice conveys other emotions so beautifully. (ill win your heart with a woop a woo vs im a child to your voice) or stay away from bullion ffs

[6okuto]

NIA OMFG SO ABT THE DATING APP POST U MADE (replies could not handle the novel I am about to impose on you)

the way I am so in love with iwa but he’s the epitome of not my irl type 😭 gym bros and their bland responses to hinge prompts scare me and I feel that he would have the exact profile you were talking abt. his redeeming quality would be like. a dog.

SAME WITH ATSUMU AND IT PAINS ME. PHYSICALLY PAINS ME BC THAT IS MY HUSBAND.

Bokuto would be the exception to the gym bro thing bc he is also a himbo and it shows (in the best way possible) and no one can resist that.

half of hq would not be my type irl and the other half that would be?? I’d be too scared to try to match cause they’re. gorgeous??????? Hello???

HOWEVER Akashi’s profile would totally be like cafe date vibes, libraries and very just. CALMING AND NICE AND I’D DO THE SAME AS YOU. The only thing is I think his prompt responses (I’m on hinge so this is the only dating app format ik) wouldn’t really give you tooooo much to work with but it’s ok no one can be perfect.

I think kuroo’s would be like super bf material tho. Like the kind of profile that you’re certain gets a lot of interaction and makes you wonder if he’s even active on the app anymore LOL. also gives good responses, he’s just slightly dorky but it’s so endearing and it adds to the appeal of his profile.

I think suna’s would be super chill with like humorous undertones and I’d probably end up trying to match with him bc of that. he gives gooddddd responses that are genuinely fun and non repetitive. he’s also not dry if you end up matching.

yk what no I’m giving atsumu a chance here. his prompt responses are. interesting to say the least. dry. he comes across a bit cocky. but his pictures don’t if that makes sense??? like he comes off as a genuinely sweet guy in his photos and videos. maybe I’m just too soft for him and I’m projecting, this is embarrassing.

I wanna add something abt oikawa but I genuinely cannot think of anything other than his photos would be insanely aesthetic and pretty. responses need a bit of work and his opening lines come off a bit strong but. it’s okay. he’s perfect and can do no wrong imo 🤷🏻‍♀️

ANYWAY SORRY I JUST GOT EXCITED AND WANTED TO SHARE. YOU SHOULD TOTALLY DO THE SMAU, I WOULD EAT THAT UP!!!!!

HAIII REV!! EXACTLY. exactly. i'm sorry but not even a dog is enough for me i'm like Omg little dog and then don't match I'm sorry hajime.. Bokuto... my cutie pie naoooo 😭😭 i'd like to hope he'd answer the prompts cutely/in a funny way but i still wouldn't think we'd match well and skip him... BUT!!!! I think if they replied to one of my prompts i'd reply...?! < girl who Never Ever matches first Ever. like there's a photo where their smile looks very cutesie and i'm like Why not!

Akaashi. 🙂teehee. my favoritism i'm sorry everybody. he doesn't really have photos of himself so he has to ask friends for some and there's like one photo that's dimly lit where he's smiling with fluffy hair that would make my jaw drop and tears form in my eyes i'd want him so bad. one of his prompt answers would be like. a joke about how tired he is with all the work he has. something kind of basic But i love him so it's ok. for me specifically i mention my dislike for HTTYD 3 and i think he'd reply and be like wait you're so right can u explain more or something like that and I would Start Crying tears Of Joy PLEAASELEAASE PLEAPSAPPSLEPLEPA

omg kuroo. i understand. i actually first had the idea he looks kind of dorky (/affectionate) but he has a couple good photos and a meme and it's like Oh he's so real for that. also he's totaallyyy somebody who does an audio prompt 😭 it's something fawking stupid /Affectionate and i'd show my irls and we'd be like wait he's kinda cute while we laugh BJSHFBJSD there's also a group photo somewhere on there ! and maybe a video where you can hear him cackling! silly guy...

suna would have a stupid ass block text meme somewhere on his profile LOLLL there's a photo where he's in his room in the dark but i can also imagine he has one with good lighting outside that's one of the few he has... he Would be funny! he's all lowercase until u say something that gets him to laugh and he goes LMFAOOOOO WAIT and it's like Yes I got a good grade in Hinge. BFJSHBJSB

ATSUMU! totally has a pic where he's showing off his muscles or spiking But also wait he looks kind of cute and dorky in this other photo and also his prompt responses are funny this is crazy? I UNDERSTAND!!! maybe it could be like... he's not someone you'd swipe on initially but he sees Your profile and tries to switch it up to cater to you before replying to one of your prompts LOL. and maybe there's a pic of him helping samu make onigiri or just... something kind of domestic that makes u go oh alright he's nice?!

HMM OIKAWA.... also a volleyball pic somewhere. maybe with a medal or trophy of his LOL. but he can take good selfies Unfortunately smhhh /j so you're like aw fuck... i think i'd be like oh you're out of my league or Not my type but if that kind of guy replies to one of your prompts...Would you not be a little curious to see how that convo goes. he's good looking enough that he could just like people's first pic and move on but You're special and Funny and he's Curious okay!!!

THANK U!!! HTANKYEWWW I LOVE THINKING AND TALKING AND SHARING AND HEARING IDEAS IT'S SO FUNSIES NEVER APOLOGIZE 2 ME! i have So many smau series ideas bouncing around in my head i've never tried but if i ever do this one...U will b the first 2 know.