#at least we both keep trying 🥺 she is very nice :(

[lollytea]

shaking your hand I also like both amity and lumity a lot but am genuinely sad we didn't get something closer to the original pitch. it blows my mind how perfectly the pilot establishes amity's character while the show just. actively shoots itself in the foot. why INTRODUCE HER with a scene where she actively bullies willow of her own accord when everything that follows makes that feel weirdly out of character. why not have boscha bully her and have amity PRESENT but not actively participating

If I close my eyes really tight and keep IMAGINING that what she did with Willow in ep3 was a harsh but well-meaning attempt at motivation, I can sleep at night. At least then I can convince myself that it KINDA makes sense. But also I know in my heart that this wasn't the crew's intention and it was just a bit of a flub.

I like the setup of Luz and Amity's relationship so much more in this version. Where they were connected to each other from the very beginning and Amity left an impression on Luz, compelling her to befriend her. It feels a bit weirder in Canon how Luz's first impression of Amity was the bully of the shy vulnerable girl she was actually trying to befriend.

It made it so much more awkward how a few episodes later, Luz was just like "Okay Amity is really mean to my best friend Willow buuuuuuut.....that doesn't mean she'll be mean to me 👉👈🥺" Imagine being Willow in that situation.

I don't really blame Luz herself for it. It's mostly clunky writing than a flaw of the character herself. But you KNOW that specific emotion when you get bullied by somebody in school and one of your closest friends doesn't really show any solidarity with you and is all buddy-buddy with them anyway and tries to convince you "No but theyre actually so nice." That's what it FELT LIKE and I hate that it felt like that. Cuz that's not Luz. Not to me.

[weirdtenderlove]

word of the day: shawty

[banggyu0308]

genre: internet strangers to lovers, idol au, smut

warnings: nsfw under the cut, not very coherent, slutty yeonjun, dom!yeonjun, sexting, choking kink, pet names (baby), praise, drinking (they don't get THAT drunk, alright guys?), one night stand-ish, degradation, unprotected sex, breeding kink, handholding, cursing, dacryphilia, yeonjun lurks on social media TT, reader is bold ASF, not proofread

wc: 2.5k+

an: tysm for the username help @itgirlgyu TT + this is just for the delulus + @beomsl MEL YOU REMEMBER WHEN WE TALKED ABT PART OF THIS???? + i might title this later but who knows!!

taglist: @full-sunnies , @agustdiv1ne

yeonjun who likes to wear his tank tops to show off, loves heading onto moa twitter and tumblr after lives just to see the fandom having a meltdown... especially hard stan social media, watching all the comments and photos of himself show up. he likes being in control like this, having the power to make everyone else go crazy just by wearing something else that day.

he scrolls and scrolls and one specific post pops up, it's community labeled and when he clicks 'keep reading', he can see why; pretty tits on display from the original poster, comments in the tags all about how she's all his, and he's not very surprised to feel himself growing hard in his pants. yeonjun eyes the username, ready to click the blue-fonted 'follow' button, but it's already gone, and his eyes widen to see that it's an account he's been following and interacting with for a while. that fact only makes it better, and he's clicking to his chat with you before he can even think it through what he's about to do.

yawnchoi you look really pretty in that new post...

yn what can i say? yeonjun brings out a special part of me 😭

yawnchoi im very sure he feels the exact same

yn in my dreams 😭 don't fuel my deluluness

yawnchoi i'm being very serious right now

yn mhm mhm sureeee and how would YOU know? 😑

yawnchoi ajksdbwsjdhbw maybe this wasn't a good idea

yn WHAT wasn't a good idea, hm? 🤨

yawnchoi baby all i'm trying to do is figure out how to word that i'm yeonjun 😭

yn i do not believe you for one moment

yawnchoi i'll send a pic that i would never, ever post and you can even reverse image search it or whatever or i could send a video, im not messing around baby

yn go ahead then ;-;

yawnchoi [sent a photo]

yn alright so yeonjun would definitely never post a photo of him in his boxers in bed so imma need that video 🙏

yawnchoi [sent a video]

yn oh. oh holy shit choi yeonjun has seen my tits- NOT ONLY HAS HE SEEN MY TITS HE LIKES THEM- one sec imma need to process haha im totally not hyperventilating haha

yn alright im back hi haha

yawnchoi helloooo 👋

yn wow. alright. so. uh. how do i ask this- you wanna see more tit pics?

yawnchoi THAT WAS SO BOLD HELP ME- but yes pleaseeee

yn [sent a photo]

yawnchoi oh baby- holy shit you're so pretty 🥺

yn thanks jjunie kwsnbdwjkd im still like- going crazy rn yawnchoi thats cute baby :((

yn wjhbswhjdhj so- since you've seen my tits i wanna see you again :(( preferably your dick but haha

yawnchoi yeah? pretty baby wants to see my dick?

yn kjwbshwjdbhe yes please?

yawnchoi asking so nicely... alright baby~ [sent a photo]

yn oh 😳 oh fuck alright sjbdsewjh wanna touch :((

yawnchoi me or yourself, baby?

yn well, both, but only one can happen, right? so me-

yawnchoi go ahead, can i see? yn alright 😳 [sent a video]

yawnchoi baby's so pretty :(( wanna see you cum for me <3

yn [sent a video] would be better if you were here :( want you to touch me so bad wjbwjhdbe

yawnchoi can fly you into korea if you want...

yn YOU'RE KISSING *KIDDING

yawnchoi i'm notttttttt dekjbdekj pretty cunt's got me all horny :((

yn i don't even care if it's a one night stand choi fucking yeonjun's gonna fly me out to korea to fuck me heck yeah

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and he does. books a flight last minute for the next day, from your country to seoul, puts on a pair of sunglasses and his least conspicuous outfit, and drives to the airport. he isn't THAT nervous- it's not like he thinks you're gonna murder him.

and when you walk out of the airport building with nothing but a backpack with you, looking around and waving slightly when you see him, his heart quickens just a little. (and NOT just because he's seen you naked).

you decide to sit in the back of his car for no reason other than you want to, and maybe a little bit because you can't exactly handle looking at him straight on quite yet.

to your surprise, there's no awkward small talk, just him getting straight to the point and saying all the members are out of the dorm currently, but, ever the gentleman, he says since you flew a long way, you can sleep a little bit first and he won't bother you.

your whole body is on alert and you find yourself thinking that there's no way you'd be able to sleep now. it's one thing to sext someone knowing they're an idol- another to actually be in the car with them, on your way to where they live, and knowing you're going to actually fuck them.

yeonjun politely takes your bag when you get out of the car, and when his fingers wrap around the strap, his hand brushes yours slightly. you internally feel like you might faint- you hadn't actually prepared yourself for this, and now he was touching you and he feels real and you knew he was real but now it just feels extra.

holding your bag, he opens the door to the dorm, leading you in before following, taking you into his room and placing your bag down on the floor next to his bed. every single action that takes him closer to you makes your face grow hot, the bed dipping slightly under your weight when you sit down. the sheets are soft, but your mind barely registers it, focusing instead on the fact that you are in yeonjun's bed.

he opens his mouth to say something, and you panic, cutting him off quickly with a wry grin and a statement. "i might need some alcohol in my system before we do anything else."

yeonjun raises his eyebrows in the slightest, a little surprised, but he also gets it. he's pretty sure both his body and his mind want you way too much right now, but he's so nervous he might not do anything. his hands are twisted in his lap and he quickly realizes and sits on them instead before standing.

he leads you to the kitchen, getting himself a can of beer and letting you pour yourself a couple shots of vodka. you know your limits- it's just enough for you to get a little tipsy and stop overthinking everything.

knocking one back, you enjoy the burn in your throat before taking the second. the slight buzz under your skin makes you smile slightly, leaning against the counter while he takes long sips of his own drink. it's obvious he wants this to pick up, so you busy yourself messing with his shirt just a little while he drinks. you slip your fingers under his sleeve, mindlessly rubbing your fingertips back and forth over his skin. you can tell he remembered your comments the previous day about his arms, basing his outfit around that.

he has another tank top on today, arms flexing when he brings the can to his lips to take another sip, and you move your hands a little farther down to rest on his chest. this time, when he lowers the can, his lips are a little wet from the drink and you can't help but press a messy kiss to them, licking the liquid off. yeonjun lets out a slight hiss when your tongues meet, left hand reaching behind him to place the can on the counter.

the alcohol must really be working already because you're both stumbling to his room, messily tugging each other's clothes off, and yeonjun leaves a line of wet hickeys up your neck. each and every touch of his skin on yours makes you feel fire burn a trail across your body, but it's in a way that makes you almost absolutely sure that it's not just because he's one of your celebrity crushes, or because you're a little drunk.

yeonjun's movements are so rushed that in seconds he's on top of you, his own shirt off, pants quick to follow once you tug at them. your hands find way to his newly-lightened hair when his lips and tongue meet yours again, a different kind of intoxication weaving itself up and over each of your limbs, the kind of intoxication that makes you want to live and breathe this man.

"want you," he whispers, cheeks pink from the alcohol, his eyes slightly glazed when he looks into yours, and the way he says it makes your cheeks grow hot again.

"go ahead then, 'm all yours," you exhale in response, trying to ignore the way your heart twinges at your own words. this is just a one time thing, you have to remind yourself.

but yeonjun's eyes light up and he presses another kiss to your lower lip, one hand moving between your legs to part them. his eyes lower to your cunt, and you can feel the way your underwear are sticking to your pussy. you'd chosen to wear white underwear today and you're pretty sure they're see-through by now, drenched completely from all the feelings yeonjun's touch is sending through you.

"all mine?" yeonjun mumbles, eyes wide. and when you nod, he smirks slightly. "love your cunt so much, i might just take you right now." your own eyes widen and yeonjun can feel your breath hitch. "but you'd like that, wouldn't you? pretty slut would love her jjunie taking her raw, would love to have me cum inside..."

you suck in a breath through your teeth at his words, nodding quickly, spread out on the bed beneath him. your mouth tastes like alcohol and yeonjun, and your brain tries to forget how he so flippantly called himself your jjunie.

"jjun, just, just fuck me, please?" you whimper out when he rubs a fingertip over your clothed cunt.

"baby asked so nicely, might as well give her what she wants," he coos, tugging off his boxers only once he slides your underwear down your legs. "promise you'll let me taste you next time?"

you nod, too distracted by the fact that he's already planning a 'next time' in his head to realize that he wants to eat you out, but by the time you understand, he has the tip of his cock pressed to your entrance, other hand holding yours as he slowly pushes in. the gesture feels sweet, romantic even, and you let your eyes fall shut when he pauses his movements.

yeonjun's body is pressed flush to yours in a way that allows him to brush his fingers over your neck, skin smooth against you. his hand wraps loosely around your neck and his breath is hot on your cheek when he whispers, "is this okay?"

you nod once more, only because the combination of the alcohol and his body on you is making your brain so fuzzy you can't think clear enough to speak. yeonjun hums lightly and experiments with his grip, making you gasp a little when he also hits your g-spot. he lets out a hiss when your already-tight walls tighten further around him.

he'd had a feeling that you'd feel like heaven around him, just because of the fact you had stated you were only able to fit two fingers inside yourself, but he had obviously underestimated all the sensations that were going to overwhelm him like they are now. every movement of his hips towards yours makes him fight to control the tremble of his body. your hand is linked with the one he doesn't have around your neck and every time he buries himself completely inside you, your hand tightens just a little around his.

he's losing himself just a little, hand still laced with yours, pace quickening until jolty, broken, high pitched moans are the only sound leaving you. yeonjun can't help but smirk at that, hoisting one leg over his shoulder. "fucking pussy is so perfect, almost like it's made for me, taking me so well... might just keep you here, my personal little cumslut, could bring you on tour with us, fuck you every night in the hotel room, how'd you like that, hm?"

his rhythm is so brutal you're choking on your words by now, broken sobs slipping through your parted lips, tears filling your waterline and then slipping down your cheeks, mixing with the slight mascara you'd put on this morning and making your face a mess. yeonjun likes it too, the way he's so easily able to get you like this, just a few words from his lips and you're crying.

he can't help but tell you this with a mocking pout on his lips that turns into yet another smirk, chuckling when all you can do is whimper incoherently. yeonjun kisses you gentle enough to make up for his harsh words though, he's only trying to make you feel good, and he knows you like it when he talks down to you.

one hand still around your neck, the other moves from your hand to your waist, and he's only fucking into you harder when you whine out that you're close. his lips catch yours again when you gasp out his name, gummy walls fluttering around his dick as your whole body shakes from the force of your orgasm, yeonjun's fingertip rubbing at your clit making you convulse under him.

yeonjun bites back a little moan and lowers his lips to your ear again. "can i cum in you, baby? let me make you mine?"

you can't tell if he's just saying it in the heat of the moment, but you nod, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside you.

he bites his lip slightly, only losing control completely when you lick up the side of his neck and bite a splotchy hickey onto his neck. his warm cum fills you as he mumbles out a string of curses mixed with your name against your neck.

yeonjun practically collapses on you once he pulls out but lets himself take a second to marvel at how pretty you look right now, mascara leaking down your cheeks and neck, his cum and yours leaking from your swollen, abused cunt.

you let him wrap his arms around your form, cheek against his chest, both your bodies hot and sweaty, his bangs plastered to his forehead. there's a question on the tip of your tongue but he answers it for you, mumbling in your ear, "will you stay? for longer than just today?" yeonjun pauses slightly, then continues. "i'm not sure if i want you to be just one time. i know that this part of our relationship is new but we've been talking for so long and yeah, i don't want you to go back home and for this never to happen again."

you purse your lips, alcohol fogging up your brain and making you a little too sleepy to respond. "we'll talk tomorrow, hm? it's late and i had a long flight and i'm tired, jjunie..."

he nods slightly, running a hand through his hair, and presses a kiss to your forehead. "goodnight, yn."

"night night, yeonjun," you exhale.

you're almost half asleep when you hear him whisper, "the others'll be home soon, if they see us like this, i'm blaming you..."

[f10werfae]

Baby Doctor

pairing: Husband!Dad!Henry Cavill x Doctor!Reader

summary: Fans retell the events of what’s going on in the Cavill fam, especially with two new arrivals, the twins Poppy and Lucy

Requested by @stormcloudss

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@/hensvavyvirl: Y/n is absolutely glowing after just having two baby cavills, just saw pap pics of Henry tying her hair up for her🫣🫣

>> @/marveldcgirl: Henrys new post about Y/n going back to work after giving birth is so emotional, he just loves her so so much

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@/pieceofmind: Poppy and Lucy are such cute names, I just can’t contain myself after Y/n announced her and Henry are moving to the UK. I REPEAT THEY ARE MOVING BACK TO THE UK. They said in an interview that they want to raise their kids where they grew up

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@/Atlasgiver: Y/n said she can’t wait to start in a new hospital, HENRY POSTED A VIDEO OF HER POSING IN HER NEW SCRUBS AND HE WAS WHISTLING AT HER 😭😭

>> @/winstonwho: I GOT DR Y/N AS MY CONSULTANT IN A&E AND SHE WAS SO SWEET AND NICE, FELT LIKE A MOTHER FIGURE

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@/poppyrose: Seeing Henry as a girl dad makes me wanna cry out of joy. When I saw pics of him tying up the twins hair into mini pigtails, while Y/n got their baby booties on😭

>> @/lizziebet: I’m pretty sure I saw them at a park in my local estate, they were on a family walk. Kid you not both Poppy and Lucy were the ones holding onto kal's leash, and he is so gentle not to pull on them. THEN HENRY AND Y/N ARE HOLDING HANDS AND SHARING KISSES WHILE BEHIND THEM OMG

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@/DChabes: Y/n and Henry on date night is the sweetest thing, bro I jus want what they have

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@/HenryCavill: Glad i’m doing life with @/Y/nCavill♥️

>> @/Y/nCavill: Baby stop tryna butter me up and go change the girls' diapers😭😭 Dinner isn’t making itself

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@/DailyTelegraph: Henry Cavill seen getting affectionate with wife Y/n Cavill by Hyde Park, babies Poppy and Lucy also in tow in prams beside them!

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@/Listjaet: I remember watching Y/n's pregnancy on her youtube channel, and now I can’t believe i’m watching her go through motherhood

>> @/bobbyjo: I still remember her video when she first found out, and she surprised Henry by giving him a rugby ball with the words “Future No.1 Daddy” sewed into it 🥺

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@/Bettieboops: According to Y/n, Henry can’t keep his hands to himself when it comes to her☠️ He’s constantly on her or annoying her whenever the girls are put down to sleep

>> @/HenryCavill: Well she never seems to complain when it’s happening so…

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@/buttercuppuckerup: I just know Poppy and Lucy have Henry wrapped round their fingers, I’ve witnessed this man build a bookshelf for his wife, I can’t imagine what he’d do for his kids

>> @/Y/nCavill: He literally bought a sewing machine and is learning how to make yarn dolls😭 Then he is adamant that their bassinets are in our room for at least two days of the week for “bonding time”

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@/truthberolled: Ok but Miss Y/n post pregnancy 🫣 That woman is fine asf, Henry care to share?

>> @/HenryCavill: No can do

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@/peppersaor: Seeing how far they’ve come as a couple genuinely makes me tear up🥺 We lit watched them from the very start too when they first announced they were dating

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@/freedi: Y/n in scrubs can step on me any day of the week, smart and beautiful?? Damn Henry got lucky

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@/luckofdirish: Just saw Henry and Y/n on the beach with their babies. Each of them had one between their legs while they played with the sand, and both of them were wearing pink suits with tiny baby bucket hats. I swear I saw Poppy try to eat sand at one point because Henry had to keep pulling his hand out of her mouth

>> @/luckofdirish: Then when Henry went into the water, EACH BABY HAD THEIR OWN SUN CHAIR, it was honestly the cutest thing. Mama Y/n and her babies chilling under the umbrella while Henry played about in the ocean. Poppy and Lucy were very much jus sipping on their juice boxes while Y/n read them a book

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@/user2586478: Omg that insta photo Y/n posted of Henry holding Poppy and Lucy’s hand against the sunset😭 Wtaf they’re such a cute family, i’m so glad they’re pretty open about their family for the most part, with us fans

>> @/dettypig: I totally get what you mean! I love how we basically get to see their family grow, without seeing the most intimate parts of their lives, because of course everyone deserves privacy. I can’t wait to see Henry building PCs for Poppy and Lucy when they’re older, Henry will be heartbroken if they’re not gamers like him🙃

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@/legend69647: Dr Y/n just took my appointment at the hospital and she’s so much more beautiful in person, pics of Henry and the girls are literally everywhere

>> @/HorridHenrietta: Don’t even. I had her as well and she was blood amazing, she was so gentle when she had to examine my broken arm and she even gave my son free stickers even though he wasn’t the patient

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@/Y/nCavill: Please can people stop trying to bombard our family home to get pics of the girls!! We are the only ones allowed to share pictures of our family and we’d appreciate if the paps respected that.

>> @/HenryCavill: I’d like to follow this by saying our girls are scared, legal action will be taken if this harassment doesn’t stop. Thank you for our fans who understand our situation♥️

>>> @/boompower: right which one of yall are attacking this poor family☠️ Don’t yall know basic respect and privacy? The girls are barely 3 and yet all they are getting is cameras shoved in their faces. Do Better.

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@/pearpotur: Seeing Henry go all protective on the red carpet over his girls is so cute. He always has one arm around his wife’s waist, Poppy on his hip and Lucy on Y/n's or the other way round♥️♥️

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[imaginebabygurl]

Hey! Could you write Edward smut with reader? And can you add some angst too pleaseeee? 🥺 I love Edward

Frobidden Fruit

Edward Cullen x Reader

A/n: hey loves hoped you enjoy this one, sorry I guess I made it more angst than anticipated but still hope you enjoy anyways.

This is for you anon ❤️ 💙 💜

P.s Smut 18+ minors exit stage left please thanks

I don't know how long he's been watching me, Edward cullen that is always near my radar. Sometimes I see him around Forks in the secret places I like to visit in the book store across town or at the cafe I like to study at when or just simply relax when I need to get away.

Sometimes I don't know if it's a dream or really him in my bedroom watching me sleep.I know there's desire in his eyes and I would absolutely let him do anything to me. The only problem is he's in a relationship with my step-sister Bella Swan and as attractive as Edward my be I love Bella and Charlie I could never hurt her in such a way.

So I always do my best to keep my distance and it would always be short and sweet, well that's until our science teacher assigned us as partners.Alice told me this would eventually happen, that we'd be alone and did my very best to try and switch classes but it was no use. In this moment I felt hopeless knowing that my fate was to in fact betray my sister, it just knowing that I'm capable of hurting the people I love.

It was the day Edward came to my house Bella was home with Alice, we were all on the couch watching t.v and I was multi tasking between preparing for my project and talking with them. Then we heard the doorbell ring Alice and I looked at each other worried, while Bella went to go get the door. " Hey Eward come in, y/n is in the living room.

"Hey what are you doing here?" Edward asked his sister."I was just chilling with y/n and Bella. I was actually gonna take Bella to the book store after she went shopping with me" "What!" Both Bella and I said in unison bit for two completely different reasons." Sorry Alice can I all to you upstairs." I grabbed Alice of the couch and too he upstairs.

"Alice what the hell do you think your doing?!" I said in a low whisper voice." You said you weren't going to leave us alone and your doing the exact opposite! What the fuck?"" Listen y/n babe I don't like this either, but in every vision I have its bound to happen some day and trust me.

You don't want the version when Bella turns to a new born."" Alicw why is that?" I said with concern."Because she kills you, so get this done and over with now.""Alice.""yeah?"" I hate you right." She slapped the side of my arm." No you don't now, I gotta go so deal with whatever the Hell, is going on with my brother." With that Alice rushed downstairs and hurried Bella out the door. "We'll be back soon!" I heard Alice slam the door shut.

"This is just Great y/n, sleeping with your sister's boyfriend. What an amazing sister you are" I kicked the side of my night stand. " I still think your an amazing sister." I turn around starled. "Oh hey, sorry let's go down stairs and get started."

I tried to make my way pass Edward before he tried anything but I was already to late. He grabbed me in the hallway before I could even leave my room and wrapped his arms around my staomach. " you have really nice ass ." With that Edward let out a deep moan as he pressed his election into my ass, I let out a small whiper.

"Dam Edward can we at least talk about-about Ed-edward." I struggle to make out words as he sucked on my neck hoping no hockey's would be left on my neck as he still grinded himself agianst my ass.

"We can worry about it later" "Come on, y/n your gonna make me wait or maybe I should fuck you so Bella sees me fucking you, that would be a nice display.""N-N-no it wouldn't how could you say something li-lik-like that. ahh Edward please stop." I let out a soft cry Edward rubbing my clit through the fabric of my jeans and with his grinding on me, I was partially bent over.

"Y/n your beautiful, your blood signs to me like Bella's, come on y/n tell me you want me." Edward bent me over in the doorway and started to dry hump me and with each thrust it drove me crazy. I struggled relentlessly but it was no use and at the point my panties were soaked through my light colored jeans.

My eyes rolled back in pleasure and my breath hitched as Edward went underneath my big sweater and and touched and pulled in my nipples, his hand were cold against my hot body and it felt so good. "Edward Please!" I called out he stopped and lift me up in his arms with ease. He closed my room door to press me agianst the wall his grunting as he thrust hisbhips into me his eyes darker that before.

" Tell me what you want y/n" " please Edward take my body.

" As soon as I said those words. Edward rushed me to the bed and and took of my clothes leaving nothing to the imagination. Edward stood there taking in my body, I couldn't wait for him to finish inspecting me. " If I'm gonna be fully naked so are you." " fair." Edward chuckled as he continued to pepper kisses on me. He then gently pushed me to the bed and laid me flat on my back. With two fingers Edward pushed them both inside my moving them slight , it was uncomfortable at first but I became unraveled by his touch he sucked on my clit.

I put my hands in his air I guess it made him Barry his face deeper into my pussy, I guess being a vampire has his perks you wouldn't need to come up for air. "Edward,Edward,Edward!!!" " COME ON!, Come Foor me" as I road out my high my body shaking violently, as he slumped up my juices.

"Y/n fuck you did so well but now, it's my turn." Edward had a condom on and placed himself between my legs." Edward please, I don't think I can take it anymore." " Yes you can your gonna take all of my me" Edward slowly entered inside me and and slowing began to move. "Edward please go, please go fast.""No""whhyyy?" I whined."Because I don't want to hurt you""Ed please if it's too much, I'll tell you to stop."

With that I wrapped my legs around his torso and he began to pound into me, Edward pick me up and thruster into me faster agianst the ceiling of my room not wanting to brake the furniture that was in my room. There were screams and moans that echoed through the room I thank God that the neighbors were either out of town or a work.

"FUCK,FUCK FUCK Y/N" Edward's pace was becoming animalistic and sloppy tears and wave of pleasure were streaming down my face."Edward!!!""Y/n!! FUCK!" Our bodies shook violently as we road out our highs. Then Edward let me fall onto my bed giggles escaping my lips and he cuddled me.

But then the reality of him not being mind hit me."Edward we should shower and study."" Let's stay here for a bit-" " No our sisters would be back soon and it's still not right what we did." "Y/n I love you." "Edward no please." He then started peppering my temple and lips with kisses. "Edward please Let's stop right here." Trying to push him away."No, I won't because your my forbidden fruit. Something that I want so bad but I can't have." With that I kissed him one last time.

"We should shower and study." With that I picked my self up off the bed my legs felt like they were about to give away, Edward h eloped me to the bathroom, he showered us both and got me something to eat. And all I could think about as I watched him kiss Bella as she came through the door a forbidden fruit indeed. He looked at me hearing my thoughts but I simply looked away and went on with bussiness as usual.

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🐁🐌🪱🐞 for tobias and klara mayhaps 👁️👁️ i love them sm btw. omg.

THANK UUUU it really makes my day when ppl say that aaaaa 😭 amazing funny girlboss and her cringefail husband who gets into Situations (tm)

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🐁 how are this characters ethics?

Tobias has strong sense of ethics and follows it very close tbh? Like. Basically if we were to make a summary of his thoughts it would be smth like "do good fight bad". Helping others and being nice is what he does and what he sees as a right thing to do. By "bad" though he does not only mean things like "someone beating other person up" but also the in-world system keeping up the unequal divide and worsening it every day. He knows his actions won't affect the world but if there's a chance that speaking up or volunteering to something could make at least some kind of a change or make someone feel safer, he is definitely doing that. Along with that I should also add that Tobias's background is strongly in scientific research, most often having something to do with medicine or researching some health related issues. Science ethics are very important to him <3 (He whistleblowed like three different projects. Two kinda fixed their ways and actually ended pretty well but the third. well. his manager shot him 😔)

Klara's also very into ethics, but she's more flexible in following them tbh. Like yes, most of the time people should be doing what's good and try not to, say, hurt each other. BUT that said it really depends on situation in her opinion. If something bad can prevent something even worse, well, that's the price she's ready to pay. Working in UDL definitely has affected her sense of ethics since she was more mindful of it before. She tended to speak up more often or would never do some of the things she's done at work. Now she tends to worry about it all inside of her head and still continue going like this. :')

🐌 do they carry their home with them or is it a place?

Going for a cliche but. well. home is where the heart is for both of them? 🥺 They both spend most of their free time near each other and absolutely suck at not being together lmaooo

...this then leads to v "fun" situations in Halcyon once Toby wakes up all alone after the 70 year long nap with some mad scientist telling him it all depends on him now oughh 🫣 He's really not having a good time there especially in the beginning. good thing they meet again tho <3

UM that said. I'd also say that for Toby a place he can call very safe and comfortable is a home for him. Klara definitely sees own apartment as a home <3

🪱 would this character move a worm off the pavement or save it?

THEY BOTH WOULD SAVE IT!! Klara would just pick it up tbh she loves nature <3 Toby would take a while bc he needs to find something to move it with bc he is Not Taking Dirty Things with bare hands.

🐞 does this character have any notable accent or dialect? what about other languages?

Never thought abt this before but it's such an interesting topic tbh?? HM. I think Klara would have some kind of Californian dialects, probably more NorCal leaning? It's not so strong due to her spending lots of time w other people and changing soeech patterns, but can still be hear hehe :3 She also speaks Swedish bc one of her moms is from there! She has strong Scanian dialect there bc that's where her mother and some relatives are from hehe

Tobias doesn't have any specific dialects, I think it's more bc he's been moving a lot? Hm. Along w/ English he also speaks some Ukrainian and Finnish bc of his parents (his skills are a bit rusty though bc he barely evee uses them) and some German and Spanish he was learning at school out of curiosity :-)

[inu-yasha]

So I 'love' how some kagome stans find any reason to hate Kikyou. One of the biggest ones they claim is that Kikyou tried to kill Kagome. In my opinion, with Kikyou's abilities and knowledge, if she wanted Kagome dead, she could have done it so easily and at any point in time. Also given who she was as a person, she'd have made it quick and painless. The fact she simply wrapped her in vines is not enough for me to agree with that assumption. So that point of Kikyou trying to kill Kagome is just groundless to me.

They also try to make Kagome a saint when she is far from a saint. At least with Kikyou, we acknowledge her flaws [still perfect even with flaws] and mistakes. They say Kagome always willingly go save her--but it isn't really because she is pure of heart. She simply knows Inuyasha cares and pretty sure if she didn't do something, he'd be upset. It's not reallly out of the niceness of her heart.

There is darkness in Kagome's heart which the baby clearly exploited--but people keep forgetting this.

Kikyou doesn't interfere much and yet receives alll the hate--more so than the actual villains which is tragic. Kikyou may have her quiet jealously, but Kagome's jealously was very toxic which people fail to take account. Not only would she abuse the sit, be it anime or manga, but if she is particularly mad, use Koga to make Inuyasha upset.

I literally can write an essay on this but I thought I'd share and hear your thoughts on it too.

Everything you said are my thoughts too. In short, yours thoughts, my opinion. I will just add that I often see the accusation that "Kikyou wanted to take him to hell, but Kagome stopped him" Forgetting that Inuyasha had no objection to going to hell with her. I think they ignore it specifically so they can hate Kikyou. they will ignore Kagome to always must look like a "saint" and the one who loves and cares.

Thank you for sharing your opinion with me, which is also mine 🥺✨ You made me really happy!!!

If you decide to do an essay, go ahead! I support you with all my heart!

I hope I haven't disappointed you too much? But we both really think the same thing and I'm so glad I'm not the only one!! Thank you again for sharing with me

[dotster001]

hi! i hope you doing great! <3

can I have type one obey me matchup please? (the only character a wouldn’t like to be matched with is asmo but don’t get me wrong i love him my whole heart!!! just don’t feel like it) i’m a girl, aries, enfp, my pronouns are she/her. i could be really shy sometimes due to my bad anxiety, but mostly i’m very sweet and bubbly person, i deeply care about my friends, and i’m super affectionate with people who i love. also, my love language is physical touch!!! i’m also very sensitive and emotional person, but i’m fully open with my feelings only with close people in my life. my height is 5’5, i have a petite figure, have some boob, long brown hair and green eyes, i would describe my style as a hyperfeminine, but i also love to dress cozy! i’m polyglot and i speak 6 languages, and i’m studying linguistics in uni. my other passions are makeup, cinematography and music ofc! i’m obsessed with rabbits and bunnies and all the bunny-themed items! i love cute things, such as clothes, accessories, makeup, stuffies and etc. my ideal partner is someone tall and protective, who would take care of me and be attentive to me and my feelings! and also someone who would cuddle me a lot <3

hope it’s okay! sorry for my grammar, english isn’t my first language. i hope you have a nice day <3

Event Closed

(Hope you enjoy this! You seem like a cute squishy gal, so I paired you with a cute squishy boy 🥺)

I match you with Beelzebub.

Baby, a tall and protective guy who takes care of you and your feelings? You're practically begging me to match you with Beel! This sweet himbo, who can do no wrong (he def can, but we won't talk about it) who just wants his family to always be safe by his side, he's gonna be your warm huggable guy. You'll have more issue getting him to let go than anything else.

He already kind of sees you as cute and small, but when he finds out how much you like bunnies, he can't help but see you as one. He buys you bunny plushies, and calls you his little bunny. He's weak for you!

He's lived in a house with Asmo his whole life, so if you want to practice a makeup look on him, he'll happily help! He'll sit still as stone, and will do his best not to smirk when the brush tickles his nose. Although, it might be fun to try it and see how long until he lets out that big laugh of his.

I hc the demon's know every language. It's just an ability of theirs. But the fact that you have to work on it, and you enjoy doing it, is so impressive to Beel! He wants to help you if he can, but he also just likes the idea of conversing with you in multiple languages. Careful, if you get him too excited, he'll start teaching you demonic, which won't be easy to explain at parties…but might be nice for the two of you.

He is a physically affectionate guy as well. Especially at night. He finds out, even before you are together, that cuddling with you staves off his nightmares. During the day, he's hugging you, kissing you, keeping an arm around your shoulders. At night he's clinging to you like a koala. So any affection you want to throw his way will always be welcome.

You're directing a music video, with Beel as the lead singer, and Belphie and Mams as his back up singers.

Belphie and Mams, as always, eventually started to get restless while you positioned the camera perfectly. But luckily for you…

"Guy's, she's almost done, just sit still for a couple more seconds. I'll pay both your tickets at the buffet if you behave."

"Thank you Beel, at least someone appreciates my art," you said with a giggle.

"No problem, my little bunny."

You hid behind the camera to hide your lovesick smile as Mammon gagged.

"Okay, camera is set, I just need to do a quick touch up on Beel's makeup. Nobody move!"

You proceeded to brush the tip of Beel's nose, before standing on your tip toes and kissing it. This caused Beel to blush, and Mammon to gag again, as Belphie snickered.

"You missed," Beel pouted, pointing at his sad lips.

"No, I don't think I-"

But you were swept off your feet by your strong boyfriend, who was peppering kisses all over your face in a sweet form of vengeance. If he was a puppy, his tail would be wagging like crazy

"We're never gonna finish this vid," Mammon groaned.

"The fact that you didn't know that before now just proves you're an idiot," Belphie laughed, happy to see his twin so happy.

[cinna-bunnie]

31 and 33 for the ask thing !

31. what type of music keeps you grounded? i listen to so many different kinds of music at any given moment. i think most grounding is just loud punchy dancy pop music :3

33. the last adventure you’ve been on? depends on if adventure=series of ordeals or going a distance for something.

33. the last adventure you’ve been on? my last series of ordeals was Friday night lmao. I was in the queer part of town hoping to come across someone cute i could kiss and something else i don't remember. I had to go to like 3 different lots before FINALLY finding one i was actually allowed to park at, then within that same lot went back and forth between parking at 3 different spaces then the machine telling me the spot I'm trying to pay for is reserved, but the last spot was supposed to open to the public in like 20m so whatever. so happy i finally got a fuckn spot i COMPLETELY missed the sign that said the parking garage closes at 8 though skdjfkska (was also just rly stoned by then). i went thrifting, got some hot clothes from this expensive ass goth shop then got drunk at a bar n had dinner. i wasn't ready to head back until 8:41 and was like oh shit now what bc lyfting back to where I live was Expensive even just one way 😭 I have someone I'm v newly dating who lives in the area and hate that i had to ask so last second if i could crash at her place, but given the circumstances she happily let me spend the night and it was a really sweet and magical time actually (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) literally tied with the best day of my year so far. the main ordeal was just being v crossfaded and realizing i was late to get my car but it had a lovely end destination i didn't foresee. the morning was rly sweet too and we were both up a lot later and earlier than we usually r and we went to go get morning coffee and cuddled in the park while walking her dog n watching youtube, i got to wear my sexy little outfit without makeup and still felt v pretty regardless and even though those like 3 hours kinda flew by i wasn't even tripping bc i just. spent the last like 12-14 hours in complete bliss 🥹 sometimes rly nice things happen to u when ur crossfaded as hell lmao.

and theeen if this is meant as in distance it ranges anywhere from my late night midnight coffee runs a few cities over bc the night drive is sooooo pretty and peaceful, and if it's a Long distance then i was briefly dating a mutual n flew out to Colorado for a sweet little time and it was also rly nice! the other best day of the year so far happened during this visit :3 💖 hoping to have more adventures of both kinds and am very determined to take someone on a cute picnic and get drunk together at a botanical garden. i want at least 2 more girlfriends 🥺💖 or 1 more very available one lol.

[fuwushiguro]

So Now You're On Your Own, Won't You Come Back Home?

chapter three | masterlist | chapter five

Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader | Megumi Fushiguro x f!Reader

Genre: Smut & Angst with horror/thriller elements Notes: The reader in this fic is such a lil dummy I love her 🥺 Warnings: 18+, dubcon, age gap, slight fingering, pining, arguing, friendship struggles//loss of friendship, nausea, vomiting, missed period mention, tablet consumption (ibuprofen), self-loathing, depressive episode (reader stays in bed for a few days crying and won't talk to anyone), very angsty chapter tbh. Words: 5.3k

Synopsis: You meet a handsome older man while partying in Paris with your best friend. Going home with a man you've just met isn't usually your style, but looking at him is more than enough to dispel any doubts. But maybe you should have listened to your intuition.

Now.

We have now.

But you knew. You both knew that now wasn’t forever. Now has become the past. And now is you fighting back tears as you spend your final night with your lover. He wasn’t sure if it was appropriate to have sex when you were like this. So… emotional. He’s seen you cry. Boy, he has seen you cry. But there was always anger, sometimes irritation behind it. There were plenty of reasons to be angry at Toji Fushiguro and even more reasons to be irritated with him. But now, as you lie side by side in your California King Bed with moonlight dripping through the opened balcony door, you’re crying with nothing but sorrow behind your tears. There wasn’t a doubt in your mind that you wanted to share your body with him one final time before you never saw him again.

And tonight, neither of you cared if Nobara heard you.

But you do now. Care, that is. You don’t think you’ve ever felt so awkward in your entire life. Nobara had realised her feelings meant nothing to you when she walked in on you drifting off in Toji’s arms after your final, heart-wrenching fuck. Now you’re seated on your flight back home with not a word exchanged between either of you since you left the hotel.

This was… new. You’ve never known her to be so quiet in the entirety of your friendship. If there’s a thought on Nobara’s mind, she voices it. If there’s an opinion on the tip of her tongue, she’ll stab you with it. You’d expected her to shout and rave once she’d caught sight of Toji making himself comfortable in your bed, but she didn’t. She shut the door, calmly, and said nothing else.

You felt guilty. There was no other way to describe what you did than a betrayal. You’ve been lying to her for fourteen days straight with zero remorse, and that isn’t what a best friend should do. In hindsight, you’re sure she would have preferred the truth over you trying to keep it a secret from her. She would have been furious, sure, but to be so underhanded for a full two weeks is something Nobara can’t ignore.

You are a bitch. That’s what she thinks. You’d be stupid to think she thought otherwise. It’s the only word swirling through her mind as her vision alternates between the time on her Fitbit to the in-flight movie.

Bitch.

Stupid bitch.

Selfish bitch.

Fucking bitch.

She isn’t wrong, really. Stupid selfish fucking bitch. You put cock above your friendship, and it wouldn’t be the first time. It was a sin that you could wonder why you’ve got little to no friends. The fact that you can say you don’t trust them is laughable. Nobara was the one friend that you trusted above all else. You fully believed there were no ulterior motives behind her friendship with you and didn’t doubt her for a moment. That is the reason she is your best friend. Or rather, was, your best friend. It's looking very likely that title will be stripped when you touch down at the airport. You’ll be lucky if she speaks to you ever again.

Hell, you’ll be lucky if she even looks in your direction.

For the time being, you are at least lucky you have a nice view of the pink and orange clouds as day breaks through the sky. It’s stunning. It’s so simple and beautiful and it’s something you don’t think you’ve ever appreciated before although you have the opportunity to see it every single day. It’s sick, really. What has Toji done to you? He’s turned you into a lovesick fool who romanticises the sky.

There are no other thoughts in your mind but him. The heated two weeks you spent together and the feelings intensified and consumed you both. The mind-blowing sex and the fact he confessed that he’s in love with you. Will he tell the same lies to another tourist that he runs into in a nightclub tonight?

You don’t want to think about that.

At least pretend it was real. Falsify a scenario where he is in love with you and yearning for you.

It’s possible that it’s true, you keep telling yourself. The clouds remind you of the comfy mattress that has belonged to you for a fortnight. The mattress you shared with him for every single day of those two weeks. He whispered sweet nothings into your hair as you slipped into unconsciousness on the final night. You wanted to stay away, you wanted to bid him a true farewell in the morning when you left the hotel with your luggage in tow. A passionate, mournful goodbye is what you longed for. With tears streaming down your face as he kissed you and kissed you and didn’t want to let you go. A kiss, his kiss, where he licks the inside of your mouth followed by a fiendish grin on his face to see how bad it made you want him. He’d put his tongue back in your mouth and allow yours to swirl against his.

But that isn’t how it happened.

Instead, your couldn’t fight off sleep. You fell asleep in his arms, exactly how he wanted. He stayed for a while, played with your hair and telling you how he believed the two of you could rule the world if you really wanted. You’d already made Paris your playground, after all. He thought it would be better, that way. So he’s glad you’d done as he wished.

“Good girl.”

He tucked you beneath your blankets comfortably, kissing you a final farewell on your forehead before disappearing.

He’s in love with you.

And you… you feel like you could fall in love with him, easily.

You have, you’re far enough away from him that you can comfortably admit that to yourself. It was a pathetic, silly little game that you never wanted things to get to that point with him. It was meant to be nought but fun. It was a fierce and almost violent whirlwind romance. But you would never confess to him that your feelings extended beyond physical attraction. It doesn’t matter now, anyway. You’ll never see him again.

But oh well… you’ll always have Paris.

It was an unfortunate twist of fate that Nobara couldn’t convince her partner to get out of work early and pick her up from the airport. So, as per the original plan, she ended up getting a ride in your father’s town car with you.

Still, not a word was spoken. Even the chauffeur commented on your lack of communication. Noting that you’re usually thick as thieves and he ends up with a migraine by the time you step out of the car because you’re normally laughing so hard. It’s awkward. You both know how awkward it is that you’re refusing to speak to each other and now your chauffeur is fanning the flames.

You don’t particularly want to tell him that you prioritised a fuck ahead of your relationship with your dearest friend.

There was an overwhelming sense of joy when the town car pulled up to your home. You couldn’t get out quick enough when you spotted your daddy waiting for you on the driveway. Nobara had intended for the chauffeur to take her home the second you got out the car, but she felt a pang of shame as she recalled your father funded her entire trip to Paris. She thought she better get out and thank him, as pissed as she was at you, she knew it was the right thing. The polite thing.

She is as defiant as ever when he tries to invite her indoors for something to drink. He wants to hear all about your trip and gossip with you both. It’s odd, really, as disappointed as he is that you are nothing but a useless slut he still adores you. Worships the ground you walk on. Wants to make you the happiest girl in the world. He’d almost succeed if you weren’t so generally depressed about your own inadequacy.

A look of concern engulfs your father’s features when he sees one of your hands grip your stomach and the other fly to cover your mouth. You abandon your luggage, rushing indoors to search for the nearest bathroom. He wants to chase after you, but thinks better of it, glancing at Nobara instead.

“Will you check on her for me?” he queries. She shakes her head awkwardly with a smile.

“I- I’ve really got to get home.”

“Is there something going on between you? Actually, I won’t pry,” he backtracks as he considers your personal business. “I don’t think she’d like it if I rushed to her side. But you’re her best friend, aren’t you? Please check if she’s alright.” he pushes.

Nobara sighs. God she fucking hates you so much right now. And honestly, she hates your dad a little bit too. Only because he’s right. As furious as she was, she wasn’t about to throw away years of friendship over a singular trip that went slightly off track. She leaves her own luggage in the town car, and goes searching for you in your stupidly enormous mansion.

“Where are you, bitch? Airplane food not sitting right with ya or somethin’?” she jokes, waiting for a response as her trainers squeak against the marble flooring. You don’t answer, but she deduces where you are when she hears you vomiting violently into the toilet. She knocks on the door a few times, awaiting permission to enter. Which you grant.

She enters the room, sitting on the ground against the wall. Nobara can’t help but smile when she gets a good look of your smeared makeup and watery eyes. Couldn’t have happened to a nicer girl, she thinks.

“I know you didn’t eat shit on that plane. So what the hell’s wrong with you, huh?” she questions.

You’re terrified to answer. It’s your worst nightmare coming to life, you’re sure. It’s just your fucking luck and you don’t even want to think about it. There has got to be another explanation for why you’re so sick. Anything, but…

“So, not only did he manipulate you into carrying on fucking after he gaslit you about being French. But he also manipulated you into fucking raw, am I getting this right?” she criticises as she feels her own blood begin to bubble. How could you be such a stupid bitch?

“D-Don’t, Nobara.” you whimper, the most words you can get out of your trembling, sickly body. You’ve never felt so foul. The taste of vomit lingers on your tongue and you can feel several spit strings drooling from your lips like a bulldog.

“When was the last time you had a period?” she asks, her tone a lot more serious now.

You can’t answer, though. The thought of actually being pregnant is enough to make you hurl everything you have to offer into the porcelain bowl before you. It doesn’t bother Nobara. She’s tough. Tougher than you could ever dream to be. Nothing ever phases her, least of all your vomit. Especially when it’s a sight she has witnessed every weekend for years.

“Do you want me to run out and get you a test?” she offered.

“No fucking w-way,” you stutter, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. “if my brother’s or my dad find out or find the test I’m fucked. They already know I’m useless and this will just prove I’m good for nothing but spreading my legs.”

“This useless, good for nothing woe is me shit is getting old. I don’t feel sorry for you so shut up. What are we going to do about it then?” she tells you harshly. You nod in agreement. There’s no use crying over spilled milk. It’s been two weeks since you fucked Toji without protection and you already know deep down that you’re fucking pregnant. It’s getting harder and harder to remember when you last had a period. You aren’t sure. You don’t fucking know. So, the next issue is how to deal with it.

“I’ll go to our private family doctor… please come with me.”

The whole ordeal is nerve wracking. Although your doctor is very discreet and trustworthy, you’ve been here enough times for several reasons. This seems like the worst of the worst. There is a stabbing sense of paranoia in your mind telling you that you are being silently judged. You aren’t – of course. What else are doctors for? To help people. And that is why you undergo test, after test, after test. And Nobara is there with you every step of the way.

She hates to admit that her brain is screaming with excitement over the prospect of being the fun aunt to your child. Hell, you’d probably let her be your baby’s godmother. Right? Of course. But you don’t want a fucking baby and she needs to remember herself. There isn’t anything worse for you right now. Bearing a bastard child to a man she assumes you’ll think of as a bad memory in the future.

“You aren’t pregnant.”

“Oh thank fucking God.” Nobara exclaims. You both turn to her as she now seems more relieved than you as she had lost herself in the thought of the fucker who could have potentially ruined you. But he hasn’t. Thank the heavens, you’re in the God damn clear.

“So… What’s wrong with me?” you ask, wondering if there is something worse wrong with you. Have you contracted something? Are you dying?

“I believe it’s slight altitude sickness from your flight. It could have also affected your menstrual cycle as well as the lack of sleep you mentioned to me earlier.” she explains, the tone of the room shifts instantly. Anxiety and terror has turned to bliss and delight. Yours and Nobara’s beaming smiles and squeals are even rubbing off on your doctor. “Get plenty of rest and take some ibuprofen and you should be fine.”

“Thank you so much… oh my GOD I’m so relived!” you smile some more. You both thank her one last time before departing.

Nobara held onto the keys of your car throughout the appointment. She had to drive you there, after all. Too sick and nervous to even think straight let alone drive the car. It didn’t bother her to drive you back, either. She was just happy it wasn’t as serious as you had thought.

No auntie Nobara. No bastard baby.

Aren’t you a lucky… stupid fucking bitch?

The car pulls up, and you don’t miss the way Nobara admires the town car. As much as she wants to leave; she supposes she at least better walk with you to your room and see you into bed. It’s nice, you think, that something like this seems to have brought you back together. She watches you change into your sultry satin pyjamas. It has never phased her when you strip in front of her, she’s seen every inch of you and every terrible state you can imagine. There is no one who ever has and ever will know you as intimately as Nobara.

“You should get some pyjamas on too, I’m sure you left some in your sleepover drawer. We could get cosy and watch a movie—”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” she asks you, sternly. You’re taken aback. Have you done something wrong… again? You don’t remember doing anything so awful in the car that warrants her talking to you like this. “I was only playing nice because you were sick and scared. But now we know what’s wrong with you I have no desire to be around you for another second.”

“But—”

“Did you think I was just gonna forget everything? I don’t want to talk to you after what you did and if you think I’m being unreasonable you can go fuck yourself. You lied to me and ran around behind my back for two weeks.”

“I- I know Nobara. I am sorry… it’s just—”

“Save it. Do you think I want to hear your sob story excuse again? Or is it a love story this time? You know, since he’s such an upstanding, moral man.” she hisses. You’re spared no kindness as she tears into you about your life choices and sickening betrayal.

You were a fool for expecting everything to go back to normal so quickly.

“Here,” she says as she throws the box of ibuprofen she bought from the pharmacist at you, “I fucking hate you right now. I hate that you’ve made me so angry and I hate what you’ve done to our friendship.” she explains as she begins to walk away. “I’m warning you, don’t try and call and don’t text me. I don’t know when I’m going to be ready to talk to you again… because right now, it feels like never.” and with that final crushing statement, she slams the door behind her.

Her words cut deep, and you can’t stop yourself from crying. You know you shouldn’t. She just wants space, it’s clear that she still wants to be friends with you. But everything she has told you seems far too much. She hates you. There’s not a time in your life you can recall saying something so gut clenching to each other - in a serious tone anyway. The way you’re crying is loud, ugly and dizzying.

Your father sits by your side while holding your hands and a box of tissues for you to use. The hours go by and yet the tears don’t stop. He’s struggling to crack you, too. He’s desperate to know what’s wrong. He’s deduced it’s relationship strife between you and Nobara. Your intense friendship is very much on the line. But there’s not a chance in hell you’re about to tell your father the reason you’re arguing. As far as you’re concerned, he thinks you’re a virgin.

Your brothers know different. The brother’s who just got back from their own vacation and are actually being nice to you for once. Well, that isn’t fair. They’re nice to you most of the time… they just pity you. They look down on you. And that is very evident on their faces right now. Their stupid sister crying in bed like a romcom cliché, how trite.

They know what a total slut you are. But they wouldn’t tell your dad. There has got to be some loyalties through your sibling bond after all. It doesn’t enter their mind that it could be the reason for your endless tears. Women are emotional for no reason sometimes, right?

Days go by, and neither of the four men in your life can pry you out of bed. It is all simply too much. Nobara hates you. You’re back to the reality of being the useless child among your family. And, to make matters worse, you’re missing someone you shouldn’t. You do miss him, though. There is nothing you can do about that. You know if he was here right now, he’d be calling Nobara names and telling you it’ll all be okay. You have him after all, what else do you need? And you’re fairly sure the whole pep talk would end with him ploughing you into the mattress until you forget your own name, let alone your problems.

“How about you come out shopping with me today, we can pick up my gift for you together?” your father suggests, hoping to coax you out of your slump. It always works. The promise of a gift has your ears pricking up. It’s the first time you’ve made eye contact with him since you got home from your trip to your family doctor. You’ve rolled over in your bed so that you can face him, questioning doe eyes looking up at him. So glossy and bloodshot. You’ll feel better soon, he’s sure of it.

“You got me a gift?” you ask him, eyelashes fluttering at the prospect of being spoilt rotten by your beloved father.

“I put the order in a little while ago. It was a cheer up gift for when you were sad about your brother’s going to Germany without you. And now, it can be a cheer up gift for… now.”

You shoo him out of your room so that you can do your hair and makeup as well as change. Actually, you definitely should shower. The days in bed without changing have certainly took a toll on your body as well as your aroma.

The steaming water dousing your body feels like a new lease of life. It’s like you are reborn. Things will be fine, now you’re sure of it too. When your father puts in an order, it can only mean one thing. Something big. Something custom. And something expensive. You’ll be a new woman when you find out what is soon to be yours. Things with Nobara will work out, you’re now confident in that. So now, why not enjoy what you do have? A new gift on the way and a phone full of contacts who can take away your pain.

And you’re going to look divine as you experience it all.

Your father is ecstatic to see you looking back to your normal self. A face full of makeup, hair done to perfection and expensive material covering your body. Should he be concerned that he has raised such a materialistic, vapid daughter who is only concerned with looks, money, power and cock? Most definitely, but you have him wrapped around your little finger. The runt of the litter, that’s you. And the runts need the most love. So, he’ll do just about anything to put a smile on his little girl’s face.

You’re a little confused as your eldest brother accompanies you on your journey to the shopping boulevard. He never wants to come shopping with you and it is a rare treat for him to want to hang out with you. And he’s even being nice. Not one quip about you being stupid or useless.

You suspect your dad has bribed him.

He almost wants to scold you both for being childish when your brother prods at your sides and you manage to pinch his nose. It starts off as a joke, but the more it continues the more serious and irritated you both become. It’s turning into all out violence within seconds. And you know he could easily beat you, but no way would he ever consider actually harming you. You, on the other hand, are more than happy to punch and kick him.

“Behave yourselves for fuck sake. Are you listening to me? Give it a God damn rest.” your father chastises as he turns back to observe you two carrying on. The tone of his voice is enough to make you both stop. You do your best to fix your hair while your brother smooths out his shirt. He flicks your nose and you give him one last hard slap to his upper arm. You both shrink in on yourselves when you realise you’re getting a few disapproving stares.

Definitely not the right way to act in public. Especially here.

Squealing was an understatement to describe what you were doing when you laid eyes on your larger-than-life gift from your father. You had suspected you were getting a new car; but nothing as grand and lavish as this.

“Is pink still your favourite colour?” he asks you, teasingly and you stand with your hands on your hips and body covered head to toe in pink attire. He urged you to wear something a little warmer, it’s late November for crying out loud. Fashion trumps weather conditions. Every. Single. Time. Pink fluffy bucket hat, sunglasses, vinyl trench coat, crop top, skirt, and over the knee boots. As well as a bubblegum pink Telfar bag that you begged your daddy for.

Of course pink is still your favourite colour.

That is why you are currently staring at your baby pink custom order Bugatti. It’s a dream come true. You’ve always wanted a Bugatti. Although your father reminds you that you said the same thing about your six-month-old pastel blue Porsche. Yes, he is right. But now you have two cars to accessorise your outfits with. Although, you hadn’t expected to be getting a pink Bugatti. You’ll definitely be using that car more.

And now it makes sense why your brother joined you on your trip to the shopping boulevard. He is going to drive your new car home while you take a ride home with your daddy.

“Why does he get to drive my new car home?” you ask your father, a little annoyed that you won’t be the first person to take your new car out for a spin.

“Because you are spending time with our dear old dad, and you’ll probably crash it before you make it home.” your brother torments. Before you can retaliate, he speeds home in your new car. He better not hurt her, you think to yourself.

“C’mon sweetheart. Should we go for a coffee before we head home?”

Normally you wouldn’t think twice about declining an offer to spend an extended period of time with your father outside of your allocated schedule. Yes, there is a schedule. Vacations throughout the year are the most time you spend with him in a set amount of weeks, but other times you usually plan week by week when you will spend time with each other. It’s usually weekdays but you don’t oppose to Sunday’s either. Friday’s and Saturday’s however, your schedule remains cleared. If there is a party or an event, there is no way you’ll allow your father to intervene. And as much as you’d like to rush home and take some pictures and selfies with your new car to brag about on your socials; you suppose the least you can do is join him for a coffee.

The coffee shop is huge, and it’s one of your favourites. There are plenty of tables and chairs downstairs, but you always opt to sit upstairs whenever you come here. There are seats where you can see directly downstairs if you sit near enough to the balcony. It’s a great place to people watch. You and your father have had a game since you were twelve where you would narrate the lives of the people who came in and out.

He can’t tempt you to participate in such a long forgotten game these days, though. You’re too busy with your nose in your phone. Aimlessly scrolling through Instagram and Twitter in search of any news or gossip on upcoming parties or club nights at the weekend. And maybe you can’t stop yourself from checking up on Nobara’s pages to make sure she’s okay. There’s on photo on her Instagram of a dinner plate at a restaurant, it must have been a date night.

“Is that…?” your father whispers. You only just hear what he says. Still too captivated by the lives and goings on of other people to look down and offer a response. It doesn’t concern you what he does while you’re with him now. You’re here, and that’s what he wanted. If he asks you a more interesting question or provides some better entertainment, you’ll be happy to put your phone away. But for now, you hope whoever he has spotted is a friend of his – purely so he has somebody to speak to. “Fushiguro?”

That has got to be the worlds biggest coincidence. It’s an incredibly unique surname, you think, and yet your father also knows somebody by that name. Your interest is piqued and you finally have the decency to look up from your phone.

Although you wish you didn’t.

Is it possible to get high from ibuprofen? It must be. Because there is no way you’re seeing your father shake hands with your holiday fling right now. Why would Toji be in your hometown when you know he lives in France? Did he… follow you here? No, of course he didn’t. There’s something wrong with your brain, you’re seeing things.

“Toji, I haven’t seen you since—”

“Please, God please don’t say the year. I’ll remember how old I am.” he jokes. Your father laughs along with him and you can’t help but sit with your jaw swinging low enough to catch flies. He is here. He actually is here. “And is this your daughter?” he questions, clearly already knowing the answer to that. Your father nods, while Toji holds out a hand to introduce himself to you as if you haven’t been fucking for two weeks straight in Paris.

You doubt your father would still have that stupid smile on his face if he knew.

“How come you’re in town after all of these years? Are things okay with—?”

“The business is fine, yes, better than fine in fact.” Toji interrupts him once more. “I suppose I’ve missed the place, like you said it’s been a long time since I’ve been in town… Will you excuse me for a minute?” Toji asks, before looking through the smoke colour of your sunglasses and directly into your dumbfounded eyes. “I have to use the bathroom.”

He doesn’t wait for an answer from your father, already heading in the direction of the toilets. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think that was an invitation to follow him. A few minutes go by, and after you quickly down the remainder of your latte you excuse yourself as well.

You barely see him before he’s shoving you against the nearest wall and slotting his lips against yours. His left hand instantly snakes up your little skirt and he stuffs his fingers down your thong. Which, of course, is also pink.

“T-Toji, s-stop it.” you moan into his mouth. He removes his fingers from your drenched heat and smiles into your mouth.

“God I fucking missed you,” he tells you. You begin kissing each other between sentences of adoration and desperate want for each other. Neither of you able to articulate how badly you craved each other. And you knew you didn’t have much time to enjoy your desperate reunion. “You still have my number. Use it. I want to see you again.”

“I want to see you too, please. Missed you so much.” you confess as you shove your tongue into his mouth once more before he can finish telling you what he needs you to hear.

“I just bought a cabin out in the sticks. It’s big, expensive. Gorgeous property. Got it for the winter months. Join me there.”

“But I—”

“Join me there.” he orders. You nod, but in reality you know you’ll have to think about it and make certain arrangements if needs be. “You can bring that pretty pink new car o’ yours.” he grins, kissing you softly on the cheek one last time before finally leaving the bathroom.

You aren’t sure if he’ll still be there by the time you leave the bathroom too. But there’s one thing you know. There’s not a chance in hell you won’t be using that number to hook up with him again. And who are you kidding? You already know you’re going to that fucking cabin of his. Big, expensive and gorgeous. And he will be there to keep you nice ‘n warm.

If you do this, though, there’s a chance your friendship with Nobara will be over for good. And you aren’t entirely sure if Toji Fushiguro is worth it. But you also don’t know if you care about your friendship with Nobara anymore. Toji is here. In your hometown. In the flesh. He loves you, he told you so. He loves you so much he followed and found you here. But he’s been here before… apparently. And he knows your father.

There are too many coincidences for them to be coincidences.

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Brother Winter Part 2 (Bucky’s Adopted Bro! Reader x Steve Rogers)

Part 2 for Brother Winter, maybe, perhaps.🤷‍♂️🥺 sorry, just loved it so so much and it be fun to see what happens between Steve and reader, and Bucky being protective older brother. ❤️❤️ - Part one found HERE

Being fugitives in Wakanda hasn’t been so bad.

You’ve been able to attend one of the prestigious universities Wakanda has, as well as visited Princess Shuri to have her study your abilities - you and Bucky sleep in an apartment near the royal palace provided to you by King T’challa.

She has worked together with you, using your abilities as a tool to recalibrate and undo HYDRA’s hold on Bucky’s mind.

And Steve can’t be happier. Maybe he doesn’t have to same old Bucky back, but his friend’s mind is his own now. 

Steve has started to grow out his facial hair. He looks... very, very attractive.

And one day, you ask Bucky about this. If he ever thought about Steve in... in that way. 

You know that Bucky likes men. He’s started a long distance relationship with Scott, one of the men from the airport battle, and they talk almost every day - you can see how happy he makes your big brother.

He laughs. Hard. Says Steve is like a brother to him - and it’d be gross to have feelings for your brother.

“Particularly if your brother was a little punk like mine was.” he chuckles.

You sigh. “Well... how does it feel with Scott? How does he make you feel?”

Bucky smiles softly. “Scott’s a dummy. But a good dummy. When I talk to him, I feel... I dunno, I feel like myself? Or, at least, I feel like I don’t have to do anything. Like I can just be who I am and I know he’ll still stick around. Like I can count on him no matter what. But more. it’s more than that ‘cause when I’m not around him, I always miss him, even if it’s just a little bit, you know?”

“Yeah.” You say. “Yeah, I do know.”

He raises an eyebrow and then that’s when Steve walks in.

You can see it dawn on him right then and there and he just gives a great big sigh.

He stands and glares at Steve, who runs a hand nervously through his beard. “Buck? Uh, you’re giving me a look.”

You yelp as Bucky physicially lifts Steve and throws him over his shoulder. The former Captain America gives you a bemused smirk, shrugging as best he can from his position as you follow.

Bucky plops his best friend into a chair. “You’re gonna listen to me, punk. If I get so much as a whiff of the kid feeling hurt or neglected, I’ll paddle your ass back to the 40′s. That clear?”

Steve chuckles. “Crystal, Buck. Except... what are we talking about?”

You sigh. “Me. I, uh... I really like you, Steve. You’re nice to me, and you’re strong and noble, and you’re really really handsome.” you look down as you speak, not noticing Steve blush in response. “So really, I guess what he’s trying to say is-”

“Wait.” Steve interrupts, standing up. “Y/N, I’ve held back ‘cause I know what you’ve been through, and I didn’t want to pressure you at all. But I like you too. Really like you. And I’d like to ask you out on a date.”

You glance at Bucky. He grins a little. “Go on, you pair of punks. Might as well keep you in one place so I can watch over you both.”

You give Steve a big hug, burying your face in his neck.

And over your shoulder, Steve glances at Bucky with a nervous and bashful expression.

And Bucky rolls his eyes before giving a quick thumbs up.

[jiminsproof]

alike with my idol🌛

(tagged by @mintsugarr and @cosyserendipity!! thank you, i enjoyed reading yours so much!! elena buying children books and sonja keeping photos and tickets legit made me so emotional, you two are genuinely so sweet and i'm sending you a big hug.🥺)

The goal here is to think of one of your idols and chose the idol whom you share the most similarities with. It's not the "oh we share the same birthday, favourite colour, same age..", you know? You gotta think deeper than that hehehe.

listen, figuring it out was DIFFICULT. i frankly have no idea who i am most like cause there is no way for me to be objective about it. i know the most about bts, so i knew it had to be one of them. HENCEFORTH I THINK that i share a few traits with jk.

pardon me for going quite deep with this, using my psychologist card as a reason for rambling this time! also, of course, this is my interpretation of jk's behaviour and words - he might be a completely different person, or you can have a different opinion than me.

competitive, loves a good challenge: well, it is clear as a day that jk is a very ambitious person. it can be actually said about all members of bts but in terms of jk, i feel like his enjoyment of challenges goes even slightly deeper, to the point where the hardest choreo like 'on', which puts him under considerable strain, is actually his favourite. i can absolutely relate to that. i genuinely enjoy doing things that are seen as difficult or hardly possible, and my life is basically doing a crazy amount of objectively difficult things in order to feel the challenge, otherwise i'm bored and uneasy.

hard time focusing on things that are not within the range of their interests: when jk said during his interview that he can't focus on things he doesn't like, i felt that. despite always being deemed as the 'gifted' kid who was supposed to become a lawyer, i actually quit after one year of doing a law MA because i absolutely loathed everything about it.

was a shy kid and still gets shy sometimes: lmao, you know the compilations of jk trying to avoid giving a speech like it's the plague? i feel like that often, too. i still prefer to pretend i do not see an acquintance than do small talk tbh, though my confidence soars quite high nowadays.

had to grow up fast: when yoongi said in one of the interviews that he felt sad for jk because he had to grow up very fast and at first didn't really know who he was, i felt that. it must have been tremendously difficult for him to go through puberty in the spotlight, and i am so in awe that he turned out to be such a well-mannered, thoughtful person. in terms of myself: my younger sister once told me that she is very grateful that i have been a parent to her, and i think it sums up nicely what kind of a child and teenager i was, as she was born when i was 10. before now, i could not really be a child, and i'm very happy to be discovering this side of myself.

goes against the rules/social constructs: in terms of jk, i am thinking about his beautiful body art and piercings, as well as wearing genderless clothes (what an icon). and he does both in a very conservative society!! in terms of myself, i wear clothes that are men's and women's wear because gender is fake. i'm also out and proud about my bisexuality, despite living in a homophobic society.

self-proclaimed romantic: my bro believes in fate, loves romantic movies and songs about love, wants to have a very public beautiful kiss with picking up his SO before he dies. sadly, i get it.

feels strongly for the ones they care about, sensitive, cries easily: play a sad movie and this is it for both jk and me! all jokes aside, i am always in awe about how thoughtful jk is, how much he feels for his hyungs (and army), how he tries to help them (even the fact that he is learning english to help namjoon - wow). though it seems to me that he is the least physically affectionate out of the maknae line (which, lol, is not difficult, since jm and tae are basically PDA in a human form), his care is very easily noticeable. i especially can relate to the fact that he seems all tough on the outside, with his black clothes, piercings, tattoos but on the inside... softie.😌

tagging the lovely (but please don't feel pressured, this IS very personal, i know): @tinyhope, @clutterbugs, @kimchokejin, @mutedstring, and anyone else who wants to do this!💜

[maybebi47]

Hello I would like my therapy from shein now pretty please! I started university and met this girl who's very very nice and interesting and we have a ton of things in common. We're both bi girls and she has such a nice smile and I've known her not for a long time but it feels so natural to talk to her. The thing is I can't tell if my feelings for her are just platonic or not or something in between??? Like I've made other friends but it feels different with her somehow. I want to be close to her and talk to her all the time and ever since we met she's kind of taken permanent residence in my head. And we text a lot and spend a lot of time together and have so many things in common and once she posted a picture and I think my brain short circuited slightly. Well okay now that I'm typing it out it does sound very gay but I'm worried I'm forcing this to happen because I want to fall in love with a girl so much. This has been a bit incoherent but in short: I want my feelings to develop naturally but of I'm constantly trying to decipher them and I think it's making me even more confused! And on top of that, it's probably a bad idea to develop a crush on her because she seems to see me only as a friend.

So yeah :))) what do you think

hey there!! this is the most relatable rant in existence i mean what is being gay if its not not being able to distinguish between platonic and romantic feelings?

to me it seems like ur already catching feelings🥺 the min you said you short-circuited when you saw a pic of her I just knew, it always starts like that doesn't it? here's the thing i think u should take your time with it, dont rush into any decisions for now, keep talking and texting and hanging out, i get the feeling that she likes u alot, and honestly you would be surprised how naturally things fall into place, you find love when you least expect it :') keep ur heart open! who knows how she feels? maybe ur always living in her head rent free as well! the more time u spend together the clearer your feelings will get, dont overthink it just enjoy those feelings and little butterflies in your stomach. i wish for you the absolute BEST anon🥰💕

[elliebartlets]

3.15 Hartsfield’s Landing

Episode:

• I love that Bartlet just goes on history tirades to literally everyone, including reporters.

• I know that Hartsfield’s Landing is based on a real town in NH that votes before everyone else, but they haven’t actually predicted every winner of the election.

• “It’s all part of the service here at Claudia’s house of useless knowledge.”

I need to start saying this

• “The anal retentive side of you is not gonna help you get girls.”

“I do okay.”

is this supposed to tell us that Charlie and Zoey broke up already?

• was...was Bartlet waiting in the shadows for Sam to come back to his office???

• poor Donna

• Charlie calling CJ tiny was not something I expected but it’s so funny cause she’s the exact opposite

• “You’ll find it in your filing cabinet under A for anal.”

“...I don’t really wanna know what he’s gonna find in his filing cabinet do you?”

“No.”

• “Sigmund, come play chess.” aksksk im sorry but that’s funny. At least Bartlet has a sense of humor about what Toby said to him.

• we never get to see CJs other prank on Charlie. After he krazy glued her phone she says “now we’re playing for keeps.” but then we only see Charlie’s pranks her with the switching of the ID cards and the desk falling apart. (Also very glad Gail was not on the desk.)

• oh god Toby no you made it uncomfortable again!!!

• Charlie and CJ (siblings) arguing over each other to make their case to Leo (the mom) is so funny. I had to rewatch that scene and listen to their arguments separately.

“Marion the librarian over here.” 😂

• I haven’t been talking about the chess scenes much but I love them.

Toby telling the story Abbey told him about Bartlet proudly telling King of Sweden about Ellie’s accomplishments. (Which is super cute cause I love seeing/hearing Bartlet as a proud dad.) which leads to the “You’re a good father. You don’t have to act like it. You’re the President. You don’t have to act like it. You’re a good man. You don’t have to act like it. You’re not just folks. You’re not plain spoken. Do not, do not, do not act like it.” which...really hit different this time around.

The “Sam, you’re gonna run for President one day. Don’t be scared. I know you can do it.” And the look on Sam’s face. Ugh he just looks so touched 🥺

• it just dawned on me there wasn’t a lot of score in this episode

Podcast:

• The fictional town of Hartsfield’s Landing is based on two real places in New Hampshire: Dixville Notch and Hart’s Location. That’s all they said on the topic, so I decided to look up some stuff:

Dixville Notch has a population of 12, Hart’s Location 41. Both towns participate in the midnight voting tradition, Dixville Notch since the 1960 Presidential election, and Hart’s Location from 1948-1964, then not again until 1996. Dixville Notch recieves greater publicity. Unlike Hartsfield’s Landing, the towns have not accurately predicted the election results. Hart’s Location also receives services from the town of Bartlett (nice).

There is also another town called Millsfield that has been participating in the midnight voting since 2016.

• There are both fictional and non fictional political figures named in this episode. And it’s super confusing.

One of the chess sets was used by Jawaharlal Nehru (real person, first Prime Minister of India, died in the 60s.) But the current prime minister in the show is an unnamed woman. They thought it might be Indrina Ghandi, (real person, first and only female prime minister of India) but she was assassinated in the 80s. They then concluded the prime minister has to be the daughter of Indrina Ghandi, because the chess set “belonged to the Prime Minister’s grandfather” (Nehru) and Indrina Ghandi is the daughter of Nehru. But Indrina Ghandi only has sons, so the prime minister is fictional. My brain hurts.

• Charlie and CJ are playing a chess game of their own.

• Josh thinks Bartlet was trying to passive aggressively pull an apology out of Toby by saying to him “Come on man, you were out of line. I was a jackass. Let’s call a truce.” But I didn’t see it that way

• Richard Schiff and Dulè Hill we’re nominated for Emmys based in part on this episode. This is also an episode submitted for the “Outstanding Drama”

• Season 3 ended up earning 12 acting nominations, the most Emmy nominations for acting for a drama in history. Literally all of the main cast plus some were nominated. 😩✊🏼