#god im stalling so much :(( i hate it i hate it i hate it

[neo-shitty]

finally catching up with bsd after one hell of a month (+ midterms) 🫠

[minglana]

agh fuck i need to apply to an internship😭

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ He Fell First; Literally

content: leo valdez x daughter of poseidon! reader fic warning: lanauage, minor mentions of an ED so if that's something that might trigger you DO NOT READ IM NOT JOKING, author's note: so painfully not canon. i try my best, really i do, but i was not reading those books for memory at 12. i was consuming those books at a rate never before seen, not locking things into my brain. but the fact that i can feel in my bones that it's not super canon accurate makes me want to gorge my eye out but whatevas

y/n was having a pretty crap day. she had been up before apollo allowed the sun to rise, staring blankly over at percy’s side of the cabin. she had been keeping it the same, not shifting the comforter too much or moving his dirty socks from under the bed, knowing he hated when she messed with his stuff. but, every morning, she made sure the dust wasn’t settling. because dust meant more time passed and that thought made her queasy, even though it’s been months.

then, once it was a more acceptable time for her to leave cabin three, y/n had been running around the whole day. she was helping the harpies with breakfast then she had to train some of the younger kids with spears then she helped the hephestus cabin out which left her covered in soot and smelling like a firework. she helped clean out the pegasus stalls, allowing connor and travis to leave early and do as they please. all of that before ten in the morning! she marched her way to breakfast when it was called, putting stuff on her plate to ultimately scrape it all off into the fire, prayers and wishes for percy’s return and safety on loop in her mind. then, she had what chiron liked to call ‘check-ups’ but it was just therapy. she wouldn’t go if he hadn’t threatened to take away her title of camp counselor, something she prided herself on. so, she went, and she lied and said she definitely didn’t cry late at night and she definitely slept through the night and didn’t wake up from nightmares of her little brother contorted in unnatural ways and covered in blood.

leo would say his day was going pretty well, on the other hand. if you ignore the part that his best friend got amnesia, his bully turned into some tornado thing, both of his best friends fell into the grand canyon only to fly back up, and coach hedge was half goat. actually, his day was pretty crap too. now, he was sitting in some chariot thing, with a buff guy that had an inclination for rainbows and a blonde girl that was beyond disappointed by them for just being them. then, another tornado thing showed up, damaging the chariot and sending them rapidly towards the ground, though butch managed to still hold some control. good news was that they were at they’re location, bad news was that landing was going to be a bitch. the blonde girl leaned over the side of the chariot, looking around for someone.

“what are you doing?!” leo called over the rushing wind, looking at her like she was crazy, which took a lot considering the day he’s had.

“saving our lives. what time is it?” she asked, frantically, and leo just continued to stare.

“you’re asking for the time now?!”

“around 11, why does it matter?” piper replied, her grip firm on the side of the chariot.

“because we’re lucky!” the blonde girl replied with a wide grin before cupping her mouth, “y/n!”

“don’t feel very lucky right now,” leo muttered.

y/n marched away from the big house, muttering about the centaur under her breath before hearing a shout for her name. she frowned, looking around and seeing no one. then she looked up, her shoulders sagging as she noticed the chariot rapidly heading towards camp, a familiar blonde leaning over the edge, waving her hands and basically jumping up and down while she called out to y/n.

“annabeth!?” y/n called back, quickly breaking out in a run to get a closer look. she squinted, and noticed one of the wheels was missing.

“oh, gods,” y/n huffed before motioning towards the lake, “butch! go to the lake!”

“the lake? this high up, we might as well just jump off into the ground now,” jason stated, tilting his head at the blonde, annabeth, who seemed rather giddy even though they were most certainly about to die.

“not if the water comes to us,” she replied with a shrug, leaving the three to stare at her.

“oh, she’s cray-cray,” leo grumbled to himself, glancing down at the water that would certainly feel like cement if they jumped. the other blonde stood at the beach, other kids in orange t-shirts beginning to gather and stare.

“you guys have to jump!” y/n called, knowing she couldn’t catch all five of them and the chariot and the pegasus. she knew butch would look out for the pegasus and unclip him so he wouldn’t be injured. but still.

“i will not!” piper insisted, if anything, she tightening her hold on the chariot.

“you will die if you stay on,” annabeth told her, before gripping piper’s shoulders, “you have to trust me.”

“we just met you,” leo argued, causing annabeth to look over her shoulder at him.

“that’s when trust works best,” she reasoned and leo swallowed thickly, as she was starting to convince him.

“annie! running out of time here!” the girl from the beach called nervously.

“okay,” leo breathed out, causing piper to look at him like he’s crazy too.

“leo?!”

“look, if we’re gonna die anyways, i wanna be cool while i do it,” he joked back, like usual, moving closer to the open end. piper took a few more seconds to decide before moving towards him, a false confidence settling over her face.

without another thought, the five of them quickly ditched the chariot, which sent them plummeting towards the water…which seemed to rise to meet them, allowing them to simply slip into the bubbles, no so much as a sting against their skin. then they washed up against the beach, like the ocean was spitting them out. leo coughed up some of the water that managed to invade his lungs, rolling onto his back as he looked up at the sky. a girl’s face intercepted his view, the sun behind her head and hiding her features in shadows. he could make out her golden waves for hair, which were beginning to look like a halo from his view.

“you okay?” she asked, holding a hand out to pull him up.

“just peachy,” he muttered back, getting his arms behind himself and pushing his body into a half seated position. the sun moved from behind the girl’s face to next to it, allowing him to see her features finally. she gave him a soft smile, something like a laugh leaving her lips as she tilted her head at him. all the air squeezed out of his lungs and he felt like he could burst into flames, something he was rapidly trying to get under control.

“you could be having a worse day. i could have been busy,” the girl mused, shrugging her shoulders and leo opened his mouth to reply but the words seemed to die on his tongue, only sounds coming out. the girl giggled, sweetly, and it was like hearing the ocean in a seashell. then, a loud crash interrupted the moment, y/n’s head instantly shooting up and watching the chariot sink into the lake. she winced, quickly rising to her feet as another girl marched to the edge of the water, a shocked look on her face.

“nyssa, nyssa, please don’t freak out! i- i can get it out, promise!” the girl quickly reasoned, following with her hands outstretched like the other girl was a feral beast.

“y/n, we can’t build another one! the curse-”

“doesn’t exist. it’s all mental,” the blonde girl, assumable y/n, muttered in protest, earning her a glare.

“y/n!” nyssa huffed, throwing her hands up.

“i’ll get it out right now,” insisted y/n, raising her hands before another loud crunch was heard, the water rippling with an even louder gurgle. y/n winced again, lowering her hands as nyssa’s mouth dropped in shock.

“it didn’t-”

“it did,” y/n confirmed before nyssa screamed with her mouth closed, marching off. y/n closed her eyes, taking a calming breath before turning to the crowd that had gathered around the new arrivals.

“hey! shoo! nothing to see here,” she joked, waving away the other people in orange, watching them slowly leave, not without a few more glances at the newly found trio. she spun back to the new arrivals, helping piper to her feet before turning to annabeth, pulling her into a hug.

“hey, you!” she cheered before pulling back, noticing the blonde’s discouraged look, “hey, he’s okay. we’d feel it if he wasn’t. go get chiron, yeah? i’ve got this.”

“i know…but, it’s hard,” annabeth whispered back. y/n patted her cheek lovingly before gently steering her away.

“hello! sorry, this is one of the more chaotic ways i’ve seen people come to camp! busy, busy, that’s me,” y/n stated as she approached the three with a welcoming smile.

“i’m sorry, but who are you? why are we here? where even is here?” piper questioned rapidly, still trying to wring the water out of her shirt.

“agh, this is going terribly,” y/n huffed before taking a quick breath, “let’s start over, yeah? i’m y/n l/n. this is camp half-blood, which is a camp for people like us, children of gods and morals. therein lies the ‘half blood.’”

“god? like, god and jesus?” leo questioned, squinting and tilting his head. y/n gave him a soft smile, which caused his bpm to surely spike.

“no, greek gods. athena, poseidon, zeus,” y/n listed quickly.

“jupiter,” jason corrected before he could stop himself, frowning as the word left his mouth. y/n turned to him with a small frown too, tilting her head.

“that…that’s roman…interesting,” she muttered before shaking her head, “sorry. i never asked your names.”

“you apologize a lot. i’m piper mclean,” piper stated, holding her hand out to shake y/n’s already stretched hand.

“sorry,” y/n jokes, winking, causing piper to let out a little laugh. she then turned to jason, who seemed to be deep in thought, before he shook it off and looked at her.

“jason…grace.” he replied, unconfidently.

“you…you don’t seem so sure,” y/n replied, giving his hand a quick shake with a frown.

“i’m not. i’ve- i’ve got amnesia,” he replied, causing y/n’s frown to deepen.

“i’m sorry to hear that. i’ll make sure to tell will. he’s our resident healer, maybe he can figure it out,” y/n told him, giving him a soft smile to which he nodded off, before y/n turned to leo. she had to admit, he’d caught her eyes easily. his curly hair and olive skin, how his hands never seemed to sit still (more so than expected of demigods), the way he smiled at her. but, she’d closed off that part of her heart a long time ago. she didn’t have time for it, she’d tell herself late at night.

“leo valdez. bad boy supreme,” he offered up, causing y/n to raise an eyebrow at him as he briefly shook her hand before flipping it over and pressing his lips against. she rolled her eyes, fighting off a blush.

“if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you're a child of aphrodite,” she replied with a huff, slowly pulling her hand back.

“right back at ya,” leo mused, proudly with a wink.

“down boy,” mocked y/n before turning away and to the other two present, “alright, so i’ll start of the tour of camp half-blood! don't worry, you're gonna love it here!”

you were expert at this tour, sure you could give it blindfolded. you told little anecdotes, even managing to earn you a smile from jason, something you proudly celebrated. you walked backwards as you called out the cabins, pointing with both hands like a flight attendant signaling exits. at least, you thought that's what you looked like. you really had no idea as you've never been flying and probably never would, zeus not exactly a big fan of yours. for such a short tour, quite a lot of claiming went down, something that had you fondly thinking of your brother and not so fondly thinking of luke castellan. you ended your tour at the big house, knowing chiron would be wanting to talk to them, jason especially.

"chiron's gonna take it from here. if you've got any questions, don't be afraid to seek me out!! well, enjoy camp!" y/n mused, clapping her hands before going to walk away but chiron called out to her, ignoring the wide eyed stares he was getting from the trio for being part horse.

"y/n, dear, would you be so kind as to check on annabeth? i worry for her. oh, and will mentioned something about needing help in the infirmary...if you'd be willing," he stated and leo could tell from the minor twitch of her eye that y/n wished she wasn't so willing.

"of course, chrion. when have i ever said no to you?" the girl asked, plastering a smile on her face that clearly took a lot out of her before spinning around on her heels and marching away. and leo's eyes stayed on her, and while they'd typically drift down to her ass, he couldn't bring himself to look downwards as his worry for her overtook his soul.

dinner finally came around, leo sort of following nyssa like a lost puppy. he wasn’t completely sure of himself in this place yet, and nyssa was more than happy to show him the ropes. she grabbed her own dinner, showing him how before one of their other siblings calls for her. she left him and leo glanced around before his eyes settled on a nearby blonde, a smile growing on his lips. he slid in behind her, pretending to be excited over a roll and plopping it down on his plate. y/n glanced over at him, a small smile appearing on her lips before she continued walking and inspecting the food presented to them.

“so, day one. how’s it going?” she asked, sighing as she glanced at the food. her stomach was aching for some food, but her guilt held stronger. Who knows the last time percy had a good meal…or even if he was alive-

“eh. you know, as far as first days in new places go, this isn’t too bad. once got swirly within the first hour of being at a new school,” leo mused, throwing together a random plate of food. y/n laughed lightly, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye as she grabbed an apple.

“give a few hours, the ares kids can smell fresh meat,” y/n joked back, leaning over with a wink before walking away from the food towards her table. leo's lips twitched into a small frown before quickly grabbed a bowl of fruit before following.

“so, are there like clique tables i should watch out for or?” leo prompted, fully expecting to sit with y/n. she looked over at him, her brows furrowing.

“nyssa didn’t tell you? you sit with your siblings. each god and goddess has a table. yours is over there,” explained y/n, pointing over at the hephestus table while still walking towards her lonely table. leo continued to follow, a frown on his lips.

“so…you sit by yourself?” he questioned, the words leaving a bitter taste in his mouth, “a girl like you shouldn’t have to sit by herself.”

“well, i wasn’t always alone…look, these- these are rules, okay? i’m sorry, leo, but you’ve got to sit at your table,” y/n replied, shaking her head as if ridding herself of memories. leo continued to frown before setting the bowl of fruit down on her table and sliding it over to her. she looked up at him, confusion clear on her face.

“you didn’t grab enough to eat,” he explained with a shrug before giving her a salute as he walked back to his table. y/n’s eyes never once left him until he was with his siblings and managed to catch her gaze, the girl promptly averting her eyes and missing the smile that grew on leo’s lips. she looked down at the bowl of fruit fondly before digging in, eating her fill for the first time in months.

“what’s her story?” leo asked over dinner, his eyes trained on y/n as his fork passively stabbed at something on his plate. nyssa looked up from her food at him before following his gaze to y/n.

“who? y/n? ha, you must think highly of yourself,” nyssa scoffed, noting the ways his eyes practically formed hearts. leo sputtered, turning to nyssa with a glare.

“what?”

“she’s got every guy in camp half-blood on her tail. i wish you the best of luck trying to win her over, many people have tried and failed,” nyssa replied with a shrug.

“not what i meant,” leo huffed, returning his eyes to his plate. nyssa looked over at him, frowning.

“what did you mean then?”

“how’d she get here? what’s she like? stuff like that,” leo answered before shaking his head, “look it’s stupid-”

“she’s enigmatic. nicest girl you’ll ever meet, but harsh when she needs to be. she never backs down from anything; she once performed a whole choreographed song and dance during lunch because she lost a bet. poor y/n had to do stall duties for a week after that, but she did it with a smile, telling everyone it was so worth it. y/n l/n is the best of all of us,” nyssa cut in, her words so honest and truthful that leo got sucked in.

“her brother, percy, went missing a few months ago. she lived for him, everything she did was for her brother. technically, they aren’t even full siblings, like you and i. but, they weren’t like that. they became family quickly. she likes to pretend that she’s fine, but everyone knows she’s not. that bowl of fruit…it’s the first thing i’ve seen her eat in a few weeks," confessed nyssa, giving leo a pointed look. he couldn't help the pride that filled his chest at the thought.

and then determination quickly settled into the boys bones. he was determined to make sure she kept eating, three meals a day at least. he was determined to make her laugh, help her find some joy. he was determined to ensure that the daughter of the sea god never saw another cloudy day, not if leo had anything to say about it.

[bunny-dr34ms]

'i missed you. i've always missed you.' ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡

- g. satoru x f!reader

summary. satoru is away on a mission and you realize you can never get your mind off of him whenever he leaves...maybe it's time to do something about that w.c.1668

cw/ tw; fem!reader, satoru is just satoru, angst, confessions, i'm not sure what else ;;;

features; g.satoru, mentions g.suguru, f.megumi, f.toji

an; im having a writing session listening to the soundtrack of riko in the aquarium. it's so bittersweet :( comments, reblogs, and hearts are much appreciated<3

Gojo Satoru is the strongest. This is a fact that's accepted by everyone in the jujutsu world. Week long missions is a day's work for a man like him. He is a man more god than human. He is the strongest. So why? Why is it that you are here on Jujutsu Tech's grounds on a day off? Why are you here worrying thinking doubting him, again? On your walk here, you kept reminding yourself that it's more likely that Satoru would stall on the mission to look for souvenirs and snacks than get a scratch. But even so, you needed to keep reminding yourself that Satoru is the strongest. And it's never enough and you always wind up on the same staircase waiting for him to come back. Gojo Satoru is the strongest but through your eyes he's just Satoru.

Satoru, your good friend from high school. Satoru, who always puts others before himself. Satoru, who has to stabilize the ground and hold up the sky on his own.

Satoru, whose gaze is lonely and lingering when no one is watching.

You wish you could help hold his burden. It must be heavy on his shoulders. With all that strength, he still bears it on mortal shoulders. He still has a human heart and human emotions. Satoru, as godlike as he is, is still human. On days he looks tired, you offer to take a mission but he says the same thing every time. "Aw ya worried or something? Whatcha worrying for? I'm the strongest after all!" And you hate it. You hate it when he says that--though it's more like you hate how the elders use Satoru like a tool. They work him to the bone and they think that's how it's supposed to be. There's always missions for him because ‘other people can't do it as efficiently' or it's tasks impossible for anyone but Satoru. Every time, Satoru takes the mission because he rather himself than another colleague. All that while chasing his dream to rebuild the jujutsu world through education and the new generation.

The thought of it makes you want to storm up to the elders and scream at them because why. Why him? Why just him? Satoru in your eyes is still too human, too mortal, too close to your heart, to be always fighting alone. Maybe you're paranoid after seeing all the signs in Suguru but not doing anything about it. That's what you tell yourself. But really, isn't it a bit much to wait on the stairs in front of his office, feeling around for his presence entering school grounds? For how long will you continue to lie to yourself that feelings will pass and just resorting to silently standing by him?

Ever since you laid eyes on this man--back when he was just a boy--you found your heart racing when he was near. The sound of his voice teasing you made you blush, the way he fights with a cocky grin, and his eyes. Oh, his eyes. They were bright and blue and perfect. No one dared to stare in his eyes for too long but you couldn't stop even if you wanted to. They pulled you in and made you look past his strength to search for his vulnerabilities. There you found that he wanted nothing more than to protect those around him with the strength given to him by the heavens, even at his own expense. Since then, you were only able to love him deeper and then some more. When the catastrophe that was the mission to transport Riko--you didn't like to call her Star Plasma Vessel because she really was so much more than that--you saw how Satoru slowly pushed every one away. He became so much stronger that now he could shoulder the duty of each mission alone. Since then, you saw how Satoru began to take on more and more and more. It started with him taking in the son of the man that sent the mission into absolute chaos--Fushiguro Megumi. The little boy was a striking image of his father and to this day sometimes you see him and see the other, more traumatic Fushiguro. He started taking on new students and new missions and challenging the elders. He did it all in hope that he can nurture a new generation stronger than himself, strong enough to rewrite the jujutsu world. Ever since Suguru left and Shoko isolating to focus on her technique, it was just you and Satoru. How could you resist him when he's now so much more mature in ideals and how his eyes would sparkle when he tells you about the world he's working hard to achieve and how his students are becoming stronger each day to you. You couldn't. "I'll only add to his burden", you say to Shoko when she asks. You'd blush while you shake your head at her but you're genuine. You would hate to add to his worries. "It's okay Shoko. Just being by his side is enough." The sound of the door opening behind you makes you jump and you scramble to your feet to look behind you. Oh. It's Satoru. He has been in his office all this time. He's still in his Jujutsu Tech uniform but his blindfold has been opted out for sunglasses. He closes the door behind him and walks to you, standing so close that you can see his confused expression even in the night. "Y/n? What're you doing here? Don't ya have the day off?" Your eyes are round and blank as you stared at him. What are you supposed to say--I was waiting for you? I happened to pass by? I worried about you? I missed yo- "You missed me didn'tcha." Satoru breaks the silence created by you scurrying in your brain to find the right answer. This was nothing new and actually was a typical Gojo Satoru answer. However. Your thoughts were already swirling in your head. Your heart was already hammering in your chest. He was already grinning while he peered down at you through his sunglasses. You were already way too in love with him to let typical Gojo Satoru teases pass as a joke. Maybe other days your resolve was stronger and you'd roll your eyes and snap at him. Tonight was just too overwhelming for your heart and before you knew it, you were nodding. Your lips parted as you looked up at him with wide eyes that searched for his bright ones. Then softly, you whispered the words Satoru thought he could only dream of hearing.

"I did. I missed you. I've always missed you."

Satoru would be a liar if he said he didn't love you. He's loved you ever since you practically held his hand and rejuvenated him when Suguru first left. He knew it affected you badly too but nevertheless you checked up on him every day and night. He had mental time stamps of each time he pummeled deeper in love.

When you offered to help him take care of Megumi. When you helped him with his first batch of students. When you moved stood in favor for him against the elders. When you cried for him and cheered for him and laughed with him. And he notices when you're waiting for him to come back from each mission. Suddenly, he was so in love with you that he didn't know what to do with himself. He didn't want you to have to carry even the smallest of his burdens and he didn't want you to be targeted. More than anything, he wanted you safe.

But now in this moment he thinks that his strength was given to him for a reason. It's to protect his loved ones right? Won't you be even more protected if you were his? He thinks yes. So his arms are already around you before you could truly process what you said. His body curved over yours as he held you closer to him. The two of you stood there silently save for the breathing and other nighty sounds of the wind. Satoru is..hugging you..right now. He is hugging you right now. Again you're searching for things to say but the words seemed to melt from your brain each time he pulled you closer. His body was warm around yours and even with no apparent danger around, you felt comfortably safe. Your arms found their way around him and you closed your eyes. All the feelings that were suppressed, all the words left unsaid found it's way back to the both of you. Satoru smiles now he's given time to think. You must've been waiting for him to come back from the mission. You thought he'd come back late at night so you didn't know he's been back and in his office since 3 hours before you arrived. You were worried about him and the thought alone warms his heart. He thinks you're adorable and so lovely. The cuteness aggression overtakes him and you're suddenly in the air as he pulls you up into a tight hug. "Wait- Satoru!?" You squeal as he squeezes you again tightly before setting you down next to him. Satoru thinks you're beautiful like this with a blush across your cheeks and the moonlight gracing your skin. He bends down and his sunglasses slide down his nose. Your eyes meet his your breath hitches. They're so different from just watching from afar but they're still so pretty. He notices your intense stare and smirks. In turn, you see his cocky smile and you pout a little. Was he going to make fun of you now? It'd be so Satoru if he did. To your surprise, he leans forward and kisses you. It was a short and sweet kiss and you were barely given the time to return it. When he pulls away, he tucks your hair behind your ears and smiles again. It's soft and gentle. The wind lulls into a soft breeze and the cicadas quiet down for this moment. Satoru breathes out words you didn't know you were holding your breath for. "I missed you too."

[pupyuj]

sudden thought abt a stripper au,, like dom stripper reader and nerd (loser<3) virgin yujin.. yjn friends convincing her to go after exam week and yn having a weak spot cause yujin was so easy to get flushed arrrghg😩

im making this g!p IDCCCC IT'S SO PERFECTJDBCKFFJ YUJIN 🤤🤤🤤 idk how strippers operate so i kinda just .. did anything 😭😭😭😭😭😭 but thank you for this ask anon i was smiling the entire time writing it dkfnjfkdj

yujin really didn't wanna go there 😭 sure exam week ended but she still had lots to worry about, and the concept of having to 'unwind' and 'relax' just simply didn't exact to an overachiever like her, so she was pretty much fighting her friends about the whole thing until she finally caved in cuz she's spineless after all WHAT A LEWSERRRR 🤣🤣🤣 gaeul walking yujin through what she should do once she arrived at the club over the phone while yujin herself was otw there 😭 yujin asking a bunch of stupid questions and nearly choking on her spit when gaeul told her to 'get her virgin dick sucked dry by a hot girl'... she wasn't exactly a prude but god sometimes gaeul can be so... vulgar...

yujin stepping inside the club with her stupid glasses, academic decathlon varsity jacket, and a messenger bag that had a book inside.. who the fuck reads at a club???? her face immediately scrunching up at the sight of men, the smell of sweat and alcohol, and— oh god... there you were in the distance.. dancing in a sparkly dress that was too short, your lacy lingerie showing just a little bit to get the crowd riled up, smiling and winking as the losers at the bottom of the stage throwing bills at you... yujin was so hard.

JSJDNDKFJF YUJIN RUSHING TO THE BATHROOM, LOCKING HERSELF UP IN A STALL AND CONTACTING GAEUL 😭😭😭 gay panicking to the max, babbling about the prettiest girl she has ever seen and refusing to leave the stall and 'seize the moment' like gaeul was saying bcs of her hard on 😭 gaeul basically bullying yujin to fucking go back out there and try to catch your attention 😵‍💫 and yknow what... she does! there you were, doing what you do best on stage when you suddenly take notice of this unbelievably cute girl staring dumbly at you, her mouth slightly agape and legs closed tightly which of course you knew what that meant.. and usually you would grimace bcs you hated perverts but this girl was just too adorable to hate 😩😩

yujin's glasses being halfway down her nosehdjfhfkf, she was practically drooling and nearly suffered a heart attack when you winked her way. clutching onto her bag for dear life, which she used as a cover for her cock bcs goddamn she has never been this hard before... how can she even leave her seat without being noticed??! sjdbfkdkc yujinnie feeling overwhelmed by what you did to her body, and also the stench of men all around her so she runs for the bar bcs at least there wasn't a lot of people there :(( but you still watched her, and she still looked at you and god you were basically eyefucking each other yujin could have come in her pants right there 😭😭😭

omgomgkmf inviting yujin to a private room after your little performance ,, the loser almost literally shaking in her boots when she saw you sitting near the edge of the bed, already looking at her like you want to eat her whole... one leg crossed over the other, wearing a different dress this time but it wasn't any less slutty than the last,, yujin felt like she was losing her mind,,,

"figured you'd be cuter up close," were the first words you said to her, raising your chin and scanning her up and down. omg yujin could explode,,, timidly settling down next to you when you invited her, having to scoot closer bcs she sat far away 😭 "i'd like to know your name, darling." KHSDKBK yujin barely uttering a word but thankfully enough you were used to people biting their tongue around you so you understood her immediately .. patting her thigh and telling her to relax,, climbing onto the bed and coming up behind her,,, taking off her bag, slowly pulling off her jacket, coming close to her ear.. breathing down her neck while she leans back into you,, oh she was helpless, and now she couldn't hide her boner,, not when you were literally cupping it in your hands, chuckling softly in her ear when she whimpered,,

poor baby has never had her cock touched by anyone before :((( so she couldn't help but want more :(( "aw, baby, you need a lot of help, don't you? look how hard you are..." you were saying, watching as her dick grew and grew inside her pants sjdbffjfjjf making her take off her pants only,, the sight of this girl's big cock poking through her boxers, stained with precum, did things to your body but you had to be professional... after all, you couldn't just give your body away for free 👀

"ah, right. i'm still at work," yujin nearly whined when you separated from her and left the bed . standing in front of yujin, who was breathing heavily, fogging up her glasses, hair kind of a mess around her face but she was still the cutest thing you have ever seen 😩😩 "one rule: no touching, yet. be good and i'll reward you handsomely, yujin-ssi, deal?" you asked as you unzipped your dress . yujin nodded desperately, and you could swear you could just reach over and pinch her cheeks . but no, you had a job to do! 😤

yujin's jaw dropping slightly when your dress slid down your body, leaving you in your lingerie that gave yujin many many thoughts... thoughts of her ripping that bra off your body and feeling your tits in her hands, very vivid thoughts of her pulling your panties to the side and fucking your ass,, but no touching, you said... and yujin could definitely be a good girl, for now! 😏

the big loser staying frozen in her seat while you danced around her 😭 she kept her hands tucked underneath your thighs, doing everything in her power to bite down a moan as you pushed your ass against her bulge.. she was feeling dizzy... she could now see why gaeul loved these kinds of things so much 😵‍💫 turning around and straddling her, hands all over her toned body while you grinded your pussy on her cock... you couldn't resist holding the girl's face and kissing her, which you didn't normally do considering your customers didn't behave half as well as she did 😳😳 she was a good kisser too.. bravely pushing her tongue inside your mouth, actually making you moan.. then you're leaving kisses on her cheek, her jawline, her neck where you made sure to leave a mark.. and then you feel her body tense up, and you're hearing her moan...

"love, did you just come?" you asked with a laugh sjdbfjksf yujin hiding her face in your chest, ears all red, and that was all you needed to know 😭😭😭 "aww... i guess it is about time, anyway. you did a good job." you pet the girl's head before getting off her lap, and then you kneeled down on the floor, smiling innocently at the girl while you slowly pulled off her boxers.. dear god was her cock big!

"w-w-what are you about to do...?" she asked, both scared and horny out of her mind.

"you'll see."

and then yujin was whimpering :(( clutching the bedsheets tightly while you stroked her cock :(( then you leaned in and licked off her cum from earlier, making the girl moan loudly at the feeling of your tongue on her dick for the first time 😵‍💫 baby was so sensitive 🥺 nearly crying bcs it all just felt too good, losing her head when you circled her tip with your tongue,,, just falling in love with her voice and how cute she was making the smallest noises when you do anything at all🥺🥺

finally taking her cock in your mouth.. the poor girl struggling to keep her noises in 😵‍💫 head thrown back, legs already quivering, shaking her head as you steadily took in all of her length.. mistaking that action as the baby not liking this at all, so you pulled away, concerned :(

"would you like for me to stop?"

"w-what? no, i... it felt good.. do you want to stop? cuz i can l-leave if you don't actually want to do this... i wouldn't want to force you or anything..." oh, she was too cuteeee :(((((

ofc you didn't want to stop, this girl's cock was to die for.. so you went back onto slowly sucking her off, sometimes looking up to have a glimpse of her face, all flushed and red... "unnie, you're r-really pretty..." she says suddenly??? 😭😭😭 if it were anybody else, you would have rolled your eyes but something about this girl just made your heart skip a beat :((

finally moving your head up and down at a moderate pace, yujin's fingers threading your hair and she was moaning so much 🥺 "unnie.. unnie..!" such an endearing girl! 😵‍💫😵‍💫 yujinnie being driven by pleasure alone that she puts both of hands on your head and started controlling your pace.. all she wanted now was to come in her pretty unnie's mouth, so she was moving you fast, grunting as she dug her nails into your scalp... you didn't mind the pain at all, you wanted this girl's cum down your throat 😳

choking a bit while yujin finally came, the girl holding your mouth down on her cock not really realizing that it had gotten hard to swallow considering you could barely breathe sjdbfjisfk "oh! s-shit, sorry unnie... i'm sorry..." she was saying after you've forced yourself out of her hold,, see you should be pissed bcs she made a mess out of you but you were smiling at her, you might have a little crush now!

and ofc you cleaned her up with your tongue, you would be crazy to waste her cum 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 helping the loser put her jacket back on, feeling your chest warm up when she shyly pulled you in and kissed you 🥺 "unnie... can i see you again?" she was asking as if this was a first date 😭😭 you really could not express enough how cute she really was.

"of course. just ask for '(y/n)', and i'll be here."

yujin smiles widely "(y/n)... (y/n)-unnie... okay!"

it was safe to say that you crumpled up into a ball, giggling to yourself after she left 😩 it was the yujin effect 🤭🤭

[kumezyzo]

literally love you for all the streamer!reader hc cus no one else really does it 🫶🏼🫶🏼 (pls do more for my well-being ill beg 🤧)

hehe. first thing that came to mind was the creation of everest. so here you go. fem!reader

i was so incredibly sleep deprived and in a random holiday inn express in colorado/kansas when i started writing this. so its my brain basically on crack trying to describe harmonies in my cellist little peanut brain 😭😭

i also assumed this anon wanted bf!sapnap... and im sorry if thats not the case. just pretend i never wrote any of that.

anyway, enjoy! or dont... :) m.list

bsf!dream who asks you to harmonize on the vocals with him.

"its like barely an octave higher," he tells you as you stand infront of the microphone. you roll you eyes and adjust the headphones on your head.

"its barely an octave higher," you say, mocking his voice.

"yea and then its higher on the second 'coming down' and keep it high but flat," he says easily.

you stare at him with furrowed eyebrows as you think over his words.

you sigh, "i hate being your friend."

bsf!george who teases you when he hears your vocals added to the song.

"oh my god, yn's singer era?" he grins at you. you groan and shove him playfully.

bf!sapnap who hears your raw vocals and just feels like a proud bf that you stepped out of whatever comfort zone you had to sing in dreams song.

when people hear the take with all four of you, they can actually tell because of your voice.

during bsf!dreams promotion for the song, he posts on tiktok with the title 'yn not singing and stalling for three minutes'

its a compilation of you talking and pacing around the studio, prolonging a groan, and insulting clay as much as you can. and saying obscenities into the microphone, obviously.

"im hungry, are you guys hungry? we should go get some food....and not come back-" "ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"clay, youre a bitch." "clay, i hate you." "dream is a bitch, sub to me-" "so high like im on acid-" "i thought nick and george were supposed to be on this song too."

bsf!george who complains about how much you and sapnap were pelting him with snowballs during the music video.

"for some reason they gave them all to sapnap. and he gave half of them to yn," george said recalling the semi-traumatic events. "and both of them throwing them were so painful."

on your own stream, you talk about the behind the scenes of the music video.

"shes [amouranth] actually such a cool person...i was about to leave nick for her-"

"what you guys didnt see after nick popped the champagne, was that he proceeded to point it at me and completely drench me in it," you say pursing your lips in annoyance. "and it didnt even taste good!"

"they asked me to join this little pillow fight right here," you said pointing at the screen. "and instead of hitting kaitlyn, i went around and smacked the fuck out of george. but you can barely see it."

"i really hope they didnt get that energy drink on the carpet..."

bf!sapnap who suggested you getting in a bikini like the other girls in the music video.

you look at your boyfriend blankly, "your such a perv-"

i liked writing this. thats it. -nony

[rookthorne]

⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠

To test the patience of a lioness; a predator that watched over a pup, it was to toy with danger. You would flash your teeth in warning, but the real threat lurked in the shadows behind you, and there was no way he would let harm befall all that you held dear.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ֎ Artist!Bucky Barnes x Mafia!F!Reader

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ֎ 1.9k

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ֎ Fluff, extreme tension when a certain someone arrives, veiled threats

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 ֎ Can you tell that I had way too much fun with this one?

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 ֎ @rookthorne's Merry Buckmas — Masterlist

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

The local artisan’s corner of the Christmas market was bustling with people — all classes of socialites clashed and rounded one another, and you watched with pure amusement while they navigated their way through the crowds. 

Bucky told you weeks ago that he was selected to have his own prestigious stall, and as humble and as bashful as your Puppy was, he was overwhelmed and overjoyed with the knowledge his work was going to be on display for the masses. 

And, you knew for a fact, while you watched him at his stall interacting with passersby, that he would be inundated with commission after commission — his work was so sought after within the higher class that you had started to receive enquiries while in the office. 

There was the sound of shuffled footsteps behind you, and you did not bother to look over your shoulder before you spoke, “Hey, Ari.”

“Hello, love,” Ari said, and he kissed you on the cheek in greeting. “Just circled the area, nothing of note.”

“Very good.” You looked around finally, but your other guard was nowhere in sight. “Where’s James?”

Ari chuckled, and he shook his head. “Tailing after a certain blond friend of ours.”

“They’re impossible,” you sighed, but there was no heat to the words. 

Truly, their plight and chase was amusing to you — not that you would ever let James know that you had cottoned on to his fascination with your best hitman, if he didn’t know already. It reminded you of your own chase, the pup between your maw, dancing prettily to keep you entertained. 

“Is your boy doing well?” Ari asked, staring at the line that had looped back on itself for Bucky’s stall. “Seems to be—this your doing?”

You smiled, but shook your head. “I only told them that there was an outstanding artist at the fair stalls—the rest is on them. Though,” you trailed off, staring intently at the line that got shorter and shorter — no one seemed to be making a direct purchase, but Bucky was running ragged with a notepad and taking down notes as he nodded and listened to the people speak. “Everyone seems to only want commissions… Darling, would you mind walking me down there?”

The phone in your hand held the key — you hadn’t outrightly lied to Ari, no, but there were contingencies in place to make sure his first fair blew up and he would become the talk of the high class. “I am going to make a call.”

Ari nodded once, and guided you towards the stall, walking just behind your shoulder while the phone rang, and rang, and– “Hello?”

“Hi, can you make it to the fair? I have someone I want you to meet.”

There was a beat of silence, then, “Your boy toy? Sure, I can be there in a few.” 

A dial tone sounded, and you scoffed. “God, I hate him so much.” 

“Who? Nick?” 

“Yes,” you gritted out, chewing on your lip. “He’s such an arrogant bastard—but he has the money. And Pup deserves the best. Besides, I have a plan for the end of the night.”

Ari grinned. “You and your plans, love. It’s no wonder you’re the queen of an empire.”

“Why thank you, darling.”

The two of you made your way towards Bucky’s stall, and when the brunette caught your gaze, he smiled widely. “He is so gone on you,” Ari mumbled, loud enough so only you would hear among the crowds. “Look at ‘im.”

“Oh, hush,” you hissed, slapping Ari on the shoulder. The side of the stall was warm — a space heater just next to the entry. “Let’s wait here—Nick shouldn’t be too much longer, the nosy bastard never misses an opportunity to get into anyone’s business.”

You watched Bucky work, his deft fingers working over the notepad until they blurred, when the line finally lulled to an end. The way his shoulders slumped with relief made you frown, and you tilted your head just as the final customer walked away, a bright smile on their face. “Pup? Baby, are you okay?”

Bucky looked up, and nodded meekly. “Hey—just tired, so many people wanted commissions rather than actually buying what I have available.”

“So, in other words,” Ari started, “You’re goin’ to be really busy leading up to Christmas?”

“You can say that again,” Bucky groaned, and he slumped onto his stool. “Ugh.”

“Chin up, Pup,” you cooed, and you walked over to him. He leaned into your touch as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “I’ve an associate coming—he always complains about how boring his offices are, so–”

“You didn’t have to–”

“He will more than likely pad your wallet, baby,” you continued, ignoring his interruption. “And, the night is young—you never know who will come around.”

The insinuation of a possible big buyer flew over his tired head.

Bucky sighed, but he conceded the victory to you, just as a figure strode towards the stall. Slim and cut in a dashing suit, he towered over the crowd in his arrogance, and you had to restrain from making a sound of disdain aloud. “Well, well, well,” he said, smirking like the predator he was. “So this is your boy toy.” 

“Fowler,” you said simply, placing all of your energy to sound enthused at his arrival; blue eyes, far too much like Bucky’s, glinted in knowing. “Thank you for coming.”

Nick shrugged, and offered his hand to shake towards Bucky, who looked between you and the mobster. In the corner of your eye, you could see Ari tense as a shadow appeared behind him — grey eyes above a black mask stared back at you, and a glint of metal within reaching distance. 

You surreptitiously waved them down with a gesture at your hip, and you watched Bucky shake hands with the sleaziest devil of the underworld; ignoring the snarling lioness that demanded to protect her cub. 

“As it was,” you began, stepping closer to Bucky, and you placed a hand on his shoulder. The instant, soothing action calmed him; his once clouded eyes brightening again. “I called you because of your constant complaints over how boring your offices were—because I’m sick to death of hearing it. I told you I knew of the best artist in New York, and here he is.”

There was a beat of silence as Nick took in your slight and stared around Bucky’s stall, taking in the available options of his paintings and sculptures. “I take it then, that you do commissions, Bucky?”

“Yeah,” Bucky replied, and you couldn’t help but notice the disheartened tone of his voice. “But I am now booked up—if I can get your details, I will let you know–”

“No need. I’ll take that, that one, and those,” Nick said, pointing at various sculptures and a single, large painting. “I trust that our lioness here will pass on my details should I wish to commission something from her Pup.”

The silence was deafening; thicker than a blade and twice as sharp. Everything viscous within you snarled and gnashed to the surface, the need to put the bastardised man in his place overwhelming. Hunt, hunt, hunt, it chanted.

Just as you opened your mouth to speak your mind, someone else — their voice lethal with the implicit threat — spoke first. 

“Dostatochno, Fowler,” James growled. A knife — the same one he flashed in warning — flipped through the air several times and landed between the plates of metal that were James’ fingers with the quietest tink, tink, tink. Fierce, grey eyes met Bucky’s bright blue. “Bucky—take his payment so he may leave.” 

The tension in the air for the rest of the transaction was painful to bear witness; wrangling with the inner urge to tear the bastard to shreds added to the agony, but James had it under control. He watched, impatiently, as Bucky’s hands slightly trembled while taking Nick’s offered card; how, when Nick turned around to walk away with his gathered men, that Bucky’s shoulders slumped in relief once more. 

You could only stare at your guard with pride — he protected Bucky like he was his own, when he had no contractual need to do so, being your guard. “Fucking hell,” you muttered, letting the breath you unknowingly held hostage loose. James was still watching Fowler’s retreating back. “Thank you, Jamie.”

Shoulders clad in thick, protective leather shrugged, and James glanced at you, then Bucky. “If you do not mind, Bucky,” he said, voice the softest you had ever heard it, “I will take that one as a gift.” The painting he pointed towards was one of the ocean; seas of blues and greens melding together in harmony. “It is Christmas, and you give gifts at Christmas, yes?”

The pronunciation of Christmas on his tongue made you chuckle quietly, and you reached over to squeeze his bicep. “It is—it wouldn’t happen to be for a certain blond?”

James’ eyes narrowed at you over his mask, and if he were without it, you could have sworn he pouted at you. “Nyet. Zatknis'.”

The sound of paper and tissue over the canvas of James’ choosing was the only sound aside from the dying crowds of the market. As Bucky handed the carefully wrapped canvas to James, the latter bowed his head in thanks; his eyes crinkling slightly. 

With a furrowed brow, you looked around Bucky’s still considerably full stall — sculptures and paintings lined the space, with only a few empty places. Your original plan flew to the forefront of your mind; a sly smirk pulled at your lips. 

“Bucky, baby,” you said, pausing in mock thought; selling it with a few fingers on your chin and tilting your head. “Pup, I’m having a vision—do you think you could help me?”

He brightened considerably and rushed to your side. “Of course, what– What did you have in mind?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” you said, forcing the smirk that threatened to ruin the whole facade off of your twitching lips. “I think– No, I know this would look beautiful in my New York office. The Manhattan one.” There’s a pause, where you catch Bucky staring at you, his expression a combination of exasperation and a deadpan stare. “Oh! How could I forget!” 

Your shoes clicked over the floor of the stall as you walked, and you pointed at your personal favourite painting — a pricey number that had its own lumination. “I will buy this one for my personal collection, as a Christmas present to myself. And then,” you continued, pointing at a set of statues. “I will add those to my Florida office; it’s pretty boring over there, if I’m honest, Pup.”

In the background, you could hear Ari stifling his laughter. James only stared and watched with his grey eyes, and he raised a brow when you caught his gaze. 

“So, what do you–” You stopped, and then you beamed at Bucky, who smiled nervously in return. “Actually, fuck it, I’m buying the whole stall. When do you think you can get these to my office, baby?” 

Your words made Bucky’s mind seemingly short circuit — his mouth fell open with shock and he failed to speak.  

“What?” you asked, playing along with the facade. “Oh, wait. I’ll just send my drivers to collect it—that’ll save you some time and work.”

“You are– You’re something else,” Bucky managed finally, but now there was a hesitant smile on his lips, as though he could barely believe it. “I– I don’t know what to say–”

“Then say nothing, Pup,” you soothed, and you moved closer to him. “I’m just proud of my boy.”

dostatochno = enough nyet. Zatknis' = no. shut up.

Another new character for me to write... what is happening.

⠈⠂⠄ 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 | 𝐚𝐨𝟑  ⠄⠂⠁

⠈⠂⠄𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⠄⠂⠁

[quodekash]

this is my seventh post about two episodes. this is why it takes me so long to watch things.

anyway, continuing now

HIS LITTLE PONYTAIL SDHFSDHSH

wait omg

these are the clothes theyre wearing when they eat each others fingers in the trailer

theyre about to eat each others fingers

hell yes

please, please do

i will get down on hands and knees and beg if i have to

HSHDHSHSFDHS

OH HOW THE TURN TABLES, INNIT?

HELL TO THE FREAKING YES

AND THE SONG PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND???? BRO THE NOSTALGIA IM GETTING

im definitely rewatching bad buddy soon. ill bet that ill start rewatching it within the week

of course

you know, i think the one time they werent interrupted by pa (or korn, or some other person) was on the freaking rooftop

CHEEK KISS

CHEEK KISS

THE PARALLELSSSSSSSS

i could talk all day about parallels

holy hell

we're finally here

the end of our skyy 2

i am not even slightly emotionally prepared for this

ITS 9PM AND THEYRE ONLY JUST HAVING DINNER???

well, he did say on call with his mum that the play only just ended

but jeez i was not expecting it to be that late

yes. yes. YES.

BIRTHDAY SURPRISE, LETS GOOOOO

oh. it's not phu?

but it was timed so well??

phu has to be there

i love him so much

i missed him a lot

my dear precious...

uh

tUL TUL, I LOVE TUL AND I DEFINITELY DIDNT HAVE TO LOOK UP HIS NAME BECAUSE I FORGOT WHAT HIS NAME WAS

he wishes for his boyfriend to be there :(

and phu emerges from the cake

bro that one candle was having issues

it took four blows to get it out, and that fourth one was very extended

i think mix was trying really hard to not get spit all over the cake and to not ruin the shot, but internally he was like "F[beep] YOU, YOU STUPID F[beep]ING CANDLE, DIE, DIE, DIE, OH MY GOD JUST BLOW OUT ALREADY, HOLY SH[beep], I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU SO MUCH, OH MY GOD IM GOING TO K-"

that's how i think it would go if we could see into mix's mind when he was trying to blow out that fREAKING CANDLE

okay, so, is he hallucinating, or is phu actually there

maybe the candle was stalling for time cos tul and phu werent moving fast enough and they were like to the candles "QUICK, WE NEED A DISTRACTION SO THAT HE DOESNT NOTICE", and that one was like "i got this bro 🤝" and did the performance of its lifetime

oh wow im really freaking tired

i have fifteen minutes left. ill tackle them tomorrow.

its gonna take me three days to finish two episodes of a show, where each episode is only about an hour long, and if thats not the most in-character thing for me, idk what is

anyway, see you tomorrow for the end of the years, many many tears, goodbyes, and hopefully no flies (idk what that last bit was, i just wanted to make it rhyme)

[queenofsimpsblog]

insecure - shuri x reader

A/N: YALL IM SO SORRY IVE BEEN MIA LIFE IS SUPER HECTIC RN BUT I GOT THIS IDEA SO

kinda wrote this for myself cuz self confidence is smth I’ve struggled with my entire life lol

shoutout to the plus sized girlies, we all gorgeous and deserve to feel like it <3

also just in case you forgot, you’re very pretty and i love you <3

@locoforshuri you alr knew i was gonna tag you <3

you gasped as the air was leaking in and out of your lungs. you trudged on the pathway while shuri was way ahead of you. you convinced her to take you for a run today, and regretted your decision moments after. shuri was easily able to run laps around the park while you felt like someone kicked you in the stomach repeatedly.

“so then i told okoye that maybe she should consider wearing something different so that riri wouldn’t—” shuri spoke and turned to look at you, but then stopped running when she realised you weren’t right next to her.

“over here!” you wheezed out from way behind her. you normally exercised but you did pilates and yoga. you hated anything related to cardio, especially running.

“sthandwa? are you okay?” she asked you and you managed to shoot her a smile, which soon turned into a groan. shuri sighed and turned back, squatting slightly and gesturing you to get on her back. you did as you were told and got on, gripping onto shuri’s shoulders so that you wouldn’t fall. she got back up and started jogging again. bast bless her new found strength. she resumed her rant about riri and okoye, but you found yourself zoning out.

the reason why you were exerting yourself so much was pretty simple. there was a big gala coming up in a few weeks, and you wanted to look your best for it. the last one was about 6 months ago, and you didn’t exactly have the best experience there.

*flashback brought to you by shuri’s smile which is SO CUTE*

it was a crisp autumn night, and the ballroom the gala was being held in was packed. people were roaming around, socialising, forcing themselves to laugh at some old white guy’s joke, drinking, eating, dancing. you and shuri looped your arms together as you went to talk to some UN members you recognised and were on good terms with.

you excused yourself to go to the bathroom, and while you were in the stall, you overheard some girls talking.

“did you see that girl with queen shuri?”

“oh yeah, what about her?”

“her outfit? eeeks, she way too big for a dress like that.”

“oh my god, yeah. i don’t get why she thought it was a good idea.”

“seriously! what is the queen doing with her? she should be with me instead.”

the girls laughed and left the bathroom. you left the cubicle and took a good look at your reflection.

your heart broke as you looked at the way your dress accentuated your body. those girls were right. you took some tissues and used them to soak up the tears so that it wouldn’t spoil your makeup. sighing to yourself, you left the bathroom to go find shuri.

*flashback over*

soon enough, shuri decided to end her run and walked back to the palace to take a shower. she set you down gently as you reached the palace doors, and made your way to your shared quarters.

“you mind if i shower first?” shuri asked you as you entered your room. “no sweetie, go ahead,” she smiled and kissed you, letting her lips linger on yours for a moment before grabbing a sports bra and boxers and retreating to the bathroom.

you stood by the large mirror in the walk-in closet, taking a good look at your reflection. your hands moved from your face, to your arms, to your belly and down to your thighs. your body was beautiful, but you couldn’t see that. all you could see was the imperfections those women commented on that night.

you hated it.

you hated how those strangers words had so much power over you.

before you knew it, the tears started coming in and you tried desperately to hold in your sobs. but you failed, and as shuri walked out of the bathroom and made her way to the closet to find an outfit to wear, she saw you staring at yourself and sobbing uncontrollably.

“hey, hey, what’s wrong?” she asked you gently, wrapping her arms to stabilise you and calm you.

“i’m ugly,” you cried out.

shuri was taken aback. she didn’t know what to say. she always thought of you as the most beautiful moment she ever laid eyes on. and it pained her to see you like this.

“no you’re not. you’re beautiful. why do you think you’re ugly?”

you were still crying, so it took you a couple minutes to pull yourself together. you told shuri about what happened at the last gala. rage filled her eyes, but it was quickly replaced with love.

“usana, what those women said is not true. not even close. you are the most beautiful person i’ve ever seen,” she gently took your hand and kissed every one of your knuckles, before moving to your palm.

“you remember when we first met?” she asked, trialing kisses along your arm and collarbone before moving to your other arm.

she giggled softly at the memory. “it was like time froze when i saw you. i could’ve sworn i heard violins playing in the background. it was like a movie scene. i knew then and there that i wanted to spend the rest of my life with you by my side,”

she then planted kisses on your belly, making you smile. “i don’t get why you think being skinny means being beautiful. beauty is so much more than that. beauty means having a good soul. a caring heart. and you have that, sthandwa,”

shuri then moved downwards to your thighs. she kissed them both and then looked up at you. “you’re gorgeous, y/n. please don’t ever say that you aren’t.” she stood up and brought your body closer to hers.

“and i love you. my heart is yours, always and forever,” she kissed you with so much love and adoration.

“i love you too,” you whispered and smiled, before kissing her again.

fuck those girls that talked shit about you. they were just jealous cuz shuri loved you, and not them. and nothing would change that.

[beabeemu]

Champagne Problems

Gojo Satoru x Reader

Champagne problems am I right?

This was inspired by Taylor swift's song "Champagne Problems" TW!?! Angst, Slight Violence Getou cameo hehhehehe I made this like 2 years ago, It was originally written about a different character, but I changed it, so if you their name, don't be shy to tell me. UNEDITED LOLOL Not related to my other fic: more than this (But still go check it out lol)

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Smooth, relaxing, and beautiful music played in the background as Satoru twirled my body around, my dress spreading around me. I looked at him, Like how I always looked at him, Feeling happy, loved and contented, and satisfied and everything else. But now… It’s different. Like something is missing, I keep looking for more but nothing new ever comes, Like I was getting tired of him. I hate it, But sometimes I feel like it’s true. 

I stopped moving by the beat, It wasn’t because the dancing was over, It was still playing and I stopped dancing. I let go of his hand and said “ I’m gonna sit down for a while” and I left him, standing, in the middle of the dance floor. I can feel his stare as he watched me go.

I sat on the balcony– on one of the lounge chairs that were there–  I stared at nothing, Then I felt a presence from behind and I looked and saw him, He must be confused why I left him standing there. I kinda feel bad but not really. I looked back at where I was staring and again nothing. I was reminiscing on what I’d been feeling for the past few weeks. 

I kept my responses short to him, Whenever he asked where I was, I’ll tell him where and turn my phone off, no “I’ll be home before dinner” or “I love you” Or even “I’m safe don’t worry” Nothing. And whenever I was at home, I wouldn’t talk to him as much as I used to before. And I wasn’t telling him anything about what I was feeling too. I mean, how could I? Just tell him straight up that I don’t want to be with him anymore and that I want something else and It’s not him? 

No, That’s too harsh. 

Unbeknownst to me, he was going to propose tonight as he started talking about our past and how we met. It almost made me remember How much and why I love him so much. Well almost. 

“And I want to spend my life with you, Y/N L/N will you marry me?” He said as he got on one knee and opened a small box, There shined the beautiful champagne-colored ring, It was his mother’s. After his speech, I was left on the spot. Searching my mind for an answer. 

‘Should I say yes?’ 

‘Maybe All my confusion was just temporary or something 

‘Oh God, I don't know 

‘Should I say no?’ 

‘Fuck I really don’t know 

‘I’m still confused about everything 

‘God, why did he propose now?’ 

‘Im still having second thoughts about our whole relationship, and now this?’ 

‘Im stalling fuck, I need to answer  

‘Ok just tell him the first answer that comes to mind’ 

‘Yes’ 

‘No, I’m still confused about everything I can’t handle this right now 

“I can’t, I’m sorry” 

And I left. 

His heart was glass, And I dropped it. Now all that is left is a million shards of glass. 

—----------

When I got home, I meant my old apartment, The same apartment I told gojo that I had “sold” to someone else. I come here to just relax, and whenever Gojo and I would fight I’ll stay the night here. 

I went inside and passed out on the bed, I was so tired. After everything that happened tonight, It’s all a mess. 

I don’t know how to face Gojo anymore. 

—---------

The next day, I was just cooking breakfast I heard a knock on my door. I walked to it nervous that it might be Gojo, but to my surprise, it wasn’t, instead, it was hisBest friend getou. 

“Getou what are you doing here?”  

“What do you think?” Then I looked at his hand and saw a bottle of Dom Perignon, the anticipation of engagement. So he told his family huh? 

“Y’know, I wouldn’t want this drink to go to waste without a toast so here goes”

He then smashed the bottle at the side of my door, shards of glass flying everywhere, the drink spilling all over the floor. “Cheers, for hurting my friend, and being a selfish bitch. Consider this mercy, If Gojo hadn’t forbidden it, I would have done something so much worse.” And he left, I was shocked at what he did and thought that it was a little over the top, but I deserved it. I really did 

—------

It’s been over 1 month since the proposal. And I was at a restaurant, Just casually eating and trying not to think about the proposal. 

‘Fuck I just did’ 

I sighed and continued eating, I haven’t seen Gojofor over a month now, I hope he’s alright. 

Wow, that’s a lot coming from the person who rejected his proposal. 

“Y/N?”

I sighed, So much for not thinking about it. 

“Gojo,” I said as looked up at him, my stare blank as ever. I surveyed his appearance trying to see if anything changed. Did he change for the better? Did he move on? I hope he did. 

His hair was a little messy, his eyes had bags under them, He looked like he hasn’t slept in ages. 

“Um, Can I?” 

He said indicating the empty seat in front of me. 

‘No’ 

“Sure” 

He seemed relieved at my response so he sat down in front of me. I suddenly felt a wave of deja vu coming down on me. 

I continued eating, There was no point in waiting. He knows this, I was always like this. Whenever we would go on dates like this I would tell him that he can keep talking because I was listening. 

“So, um how are you?” 

He said I was kinda surprised I would’ve thought that he would ask me why I didn’t say yes to his proposal or something. I guess he moved on. 

“I’m fine, you?” 

“I’m trying…” 

And another wave of silence crashed down on us as I continued eating. 

“Y/N” 

“Yeah?” 

“Why did you say no to my proposal?” 

And there it is. Who was I kidding, this was unavoidable 

“I was… having second thoughts about our relationship” 

He seemed shocked because his eyes widened like this was the first time I'd ever mentioned it to him. Which in fact it was. 

“Second thoughts? What do you mean?” He looked like he was running out of breath. He looked like, everything we’ve been through was nothing, he looked hurt. Which almost melted my stone-cold heart. 

“Exactly what it means, I wanted more. I haven’t been contented with anything anymore, I wasn’t happy” 

“Was I not enough?” He looked like he was on the verge of tears, But he didn’t let them fall. Not yet. 

“No, Toru, no. I… Didn’t deserve your love. But I promise you, you’ll find someone new who will patch you up and love you the way that you deserve unfortunately it’s not me, I’m so sorry” I said, It took me a long time to realize that, we receive the kind of love that we think we deserve and He wasn’t for me. Back then I used to think that we were meant to be and that we were gonna be together forever. But I guess not. 

I guess you won’t know the answer until someone is on their knees and ask you whether or not you’ll love them forever. 

I left after that and I never saw him again. Maybe it was for the best. Or maybe not, we’ll never know. 

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[begaydodrughailsaten]

Every time a new ep comes out i always post a hundred things as i listen to it so this time im gonna put them all in 1 large post :)

(Teen facts)

JIMMY MY BELOVED!!!

Taylors SO stupid god I love him so much

Mat stop stalling

brunch boy is my new favorite gay slur/j

Will is being milked

FREDDIE ACCIDENTALLY DOING THE PORNHUB INTRO

JODIE NOOOO WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS HE GETS WORSE EVERY EPISODE

"THIS PAGE IS A LITTLE STICKY" JIMMY WHY

Anthony is a feminist 😌

I NEED THAT TEESHIRT HOLY SHIT I LOVE THAT

(Ep start)

LINK IS FUCKING 12?? WHAT LINK 14?? EXUSE ME MAT LINK IS 16

Poor norm😢

LINK MY BABY BOY

LINK THANK FUCK FOR LOVE THEN FEAR HELL YEAH!!

Why are they talking about cum so much this ep?

SCARY MY POOR LITTLE MEOW MEOW I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU I WILL NEVER HATE YOU

Taylor i love you but please shut up

Armless loser nick

Funky buttloven???

Nick screen time??? 👀👀

i NEED to give norm a hug or i will explode

LINK MY SWEET BABY BOY SJFBAUFKANFIABDU

HEROS THE FUCKING CHOSEN ONE OMFG NORMAL MY POOR BABY BOY LET ME FUCKING HOLD HIM PLEASE

HOLY SHIT LINK

Hermie my boy hes back<3

OH NO HES UPSETTY SPAGHETTI

NATTY 1 NORM NO

"As a family"👀

god the close foster swfit unworthy family are all so cringe fail omg

your honor they are brothers (jodie and glenn)

LINK!!!

This podcast is the 3 saddest teens ever and Taylor

FUCK YEAH KICK JODIE IN THE NUTS link derives to go ape shit <3

Jodie shut the fuck uppppp

NICKY!!!

Damn jodie thats mean

MORGAN MY BELOVED!!!

LMFAO GLENN AND JODIE

Id listen to a entire podcast of just glenn and jodie being dumbasses

HERMIE KNOWS HOW TO GET TO THE GOOF RELME??? I WANNA GO TO THE GOOFS!!!

God nick is hot (i remember that he has horns)

I HATE jodie /pos

Jodie is such a shit dad omfg

Poor hermie:,( hes angy poor baby

Holy shit Rebecca is a badass

IS HERO WITH WILLY??

"Your dads" ?? Rebecca??

Rebecca the conspiracy theories my beloved <333

"Your gonna go to the bathroom by yourself?" Link what???

Link doesn't wash his hands?

Link what are you talking about

Hell yeah willys blood<3

HE HAS NICKS HAND? FUCK YOU

Honk shoo honk shoo

Link ik your in the right but without an explanation its kinda creepy man

FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU WILLY FUCK YOU

NO SCARY HES NOT LETTING YOU TALK TO THE DOODLER BECAUSE HE TRUSTS YOU ITS BECAUSE HES TOO SCARD TO DO IT

WILLY YOU MOTHERFUCKER LEAVE MY GIRL ALONE SCARY NO PLEASE IM SORRY I LOVE YOU PLEASE SCARY I LOVE YOU

Pissfoot gumtoucher i love you <3

HERMIE ALSO KNOWS HOW TO GET TO GOOFS ASK HIM PLEASE

SCARY SHUT UP DONT TALK SHIT ABOUT MY SWEET BABY BOY LINCOLN

Loving Link and Scary is so hard i love them both so much

WOMEN CAN VOTE

SCARY MY POOR LITTLE MEOW MEOW NOOOO

NICKY!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH NICKY MY BELOVED!!

Normal making the guy whos ON FIRE go to the most burnabul room ever

Taylor has his body back<3

Awww father son bonding<333

NICK WHAT THE FUCK NO WE ARE NOT KILLING SCARY WHAT THE FUCK NO SHES ONLY A KID

Are we going to goofs??? PLEASEEEEE I WANNA GO TO GOOFS IM BEGGING YOU!!!

ARE WE TRAPPING SCARY ON THE ISS?? PLEASE THIS IS SO FUNNY

Ewww norm thats grossss

PISS BOY PISS BOY PISS BOY PISS BOY

"Im glad you went to the bathroom, i pissed myself" link is everything to me

HES ONLY IN A SHIRT NOW

Link is SO CRINGE FAIL I LOVE him!!

"You wanna blow this popsicles salesmen?" Nick what??

NICK WHAT??

Nick keeps losing more body parts every ep

WAIT IS NICK ALIVE?? IS NICK FUCKING DEAD??

NOOOOO I LOVE SCARY AND LINK SO MUCH STOP FIGHTINGGGGG

[savrenim]

i saw your post about anime bullshit vs ifmlam and can i just say im so glad you're having so much fun writing? i discovered you through ifmlam but i've been shoving your other fics and patreon and original stuff straight into my mouth because i love your style and knowing that you're having a good time even with the fic that definitely comes from a Different Time Of Your Life is just. really cool idk

aaaaah thank you so much!!!! 

yeah it's really fun and funny looking at my writing over both short and long time frames because there's so much of me stamped in? like there are the tiny things like sometimes when I'm lazy coming up with idiosyncrasies for characters (everything from "I'm going to give you my coffee order" to "I'm going to give you my childhood hyperfixation with volcanoes"*) to obviously with my fanfiction there is the Piece Of Fiction I Was Obsessed With At The Time but also a lot of the original fiction that I have I can pinpoint the setting influences and vibe influences of both stories that I liked but also Other Things That Were Going On In My Life and it just kind of feels like my whole body of work traces my emotional state and the things I was excited about and loved and hated in weird subtle ways and I really like that, the same way that like. the playlists that I've made and listen to on repeat for months at a time have. 

and it also kind of feeds into most of my projects are multi-year projects to ever finish but I never really try to build them around the expectation that I'll feel the same way for a decade, I build them around feelings that I know will be meaningful time capsules? like the way that I choose tattoos: as things that will mean something to me because they represent something important that I felt, not that I feel 

and I guess I'm really glad that I'm in a space where ifmlam is actually exciting to me again, bc it was something that was a huge positive to me for so long and it was a piece of work that not only am I really proud of what I'd written but there are so many upcoming parts that I'm even prouder of and I'm really glad that I never gave up and posted the outline of the rest of it bc it is fun to look back on who I was and how I wrote and take a break from who I am and what I've been doing for the last 5-6 years and return to a previous place both with what's changed and what hasn't. it's nostalgic and it feels right. I think I needed the break but also never needed to throw out the baby with the bathwater and I'm glad that I didn't. and like. maybe I'm having Emotions bc my life is Changing right now faster and more drastically than it ever has before and I think vastly for the better? but boy is it Emotions.

anyways this is a long and rambly way of saying that yeah, ifmlam is officially coming back; there are 2130 words of the next chapter (and oops a bit of a life update) on my patreon right now, and whether or not the patreon keeps voting for that as my open work to guarantee my working on it, I think enough momentum is built up that a new chapter will be posted-posted in like. 3ish months tops? and I'm loathe to make predictions about my life given how unpredictable my life is being right now but maybe possibly it's getting to a place where ifmlam is back on a "sporadic every few months updates" track rather than a "several years of hiatus in between new chapter drops" track???? but I guess we'll see. I'm really having a fun time letting my patreon vote on stuff bc while "wait for inspiration to strike for any given project" is a fun way to do things, I've also realized that I've got so many multi-year projects to finish that crowdsourcing some of what I'm working on makes me feel like I'm making progress on things that matter rather than stalling out on everything bc it's all going at once 

although also speaking of next few months and things no longer stalling even with it being The Most Anime Bullshit thing I've ever written GODS am I excited for Opus I and I think that one's also???? coming really soon??????? as in only a few months??????????

*neither of these have appeared yet in anything published please no one waste time pouring through everything I've ever published to try to find these examples

[effervescentdragon]

husband, one night stand, best friend with me, stormy and admirable monster

😏😏😏😏😏😏😏

This is the EVILEST ask i have EVER GOTTEN in my entire LIFE. 😳🙈 why do you DO this to me oh my god 🙈🙈🙈

first of all i have to say that i adore all three of you and i think we should all live in the same place and see each other regularly and just live our best lives at all times. i sometimes imagine what it would be like, and i get happy 🥰

okay im stalling. ugh. i hate you, except that i don't, and this is messing with my head. 🙈

i uh. i marry @admirablemonster because i'm going full disclosure on main tho i'm pretty sure everyone and their mother knows that i've been crushing on azh since our first interaction two and some years ago 😳🙈 so i'd definitely marry azh. 🙈💜

@stormxpadme is my absolute bestie at all times. i love her so much, idk what i even did in this world to deserve her as a friend and as support and as an enabler and as like the amazing human being she is. love you darling, so so much, you get me so much. ❤️

that leaves the one night stand. i uhm yeah. hi siana. notice me senpai? 😳😳😳 thats how i feel about you most of the time. you are so. smooth goddammit. ugh. 🙈 i am blushing now, like, literally blushing. also can we make it more than one? 🙈🙈🙈🙈

I love you 💙 also i am blushing so fucking much but fuck it, im posting this. 😘

[thatsillybimbo]

something clicked in me today. ive never rlly needed sex, never wanted it much either, the way people keep describing it made no sense. "i dont feel that? wdym? edging as never hurt. ive never been overstimmed bc each one is less good than the last." today though, i was feeling nostalgic for highschool, stepped off into my office bathroom, the one everyone uses, and skipped some work, fingered myself waiting for the time to pass. but i didnt think ab how much id enjoy it. i was crouched above the floor back against the wall when j heard

splat

i came so hard it leaked through my work pants and on the floor. immediately my face went red as i tried to clean it up when my boss poked her head in the bathroom, i was hidden by a stall trying to breathe quietly as i hear her talk to herself about the things she hates in the building and then mumbles "and kf course this bathroom reeks of sex" now im going "fuck now j gotta wait until it clears out. 3 hours later. my boss says shes gonna clock out

the only people left were me and the janitors. and i just ran to my car. when i got home i masturbated again. omg i couldnt breathe that was earth shattering i- is this what you guys have been talking about? that was incredible. i cant stand without my legs shaking god that was perfect

[arelyhb]

hi, im the person who asked for spoilers:)

i personally have no problems with spoilers and ive seen playthroughs of the game twice, but back when they came out and i dont remember everything, especially not chronologically. i know what happens to joel and the hospital scene and what happens to ellie after that, but im not sure if that comes right after david or not (especially since they are making a s2, i think it'd be strange to make the hospital scene the finale of s1). i feel like im missing something in between is all

thanks a lot again!!

Ok. Very well...

TLOU SPOILERS AHEAD.

So, after David, Joel and Ellie carry on in their search for the Fireflies and there seems to be a reversal of roles. Ellie is clearly dealing with some PTSD after David so she's more serious and quiet now while Joel seems to be in a much lighter mood and doing all the talking now as they walk through another abandoned QZ. This is when Joel tells Ellie that maybe when they're done he can teach her how to play the guitar. We can now see that Joel definitely sees Ellie in his future once they're done with the Fireflies. Ellie is still a bit off until she sees some stray giraffes in the city and runs through the second floor of an abandoned building to get a good look at them. Joel follows her and she's mesmerized and finally happy again. Joel encourages her to pet one of the giraffes and this is super relevant because of the symbolism; Sarah had a stuffed giraffe in her bedroom. Joel now definitely sees a daughter in Ellie too.

Joel glances at Ellie and tells her they don't have to do this and can just go back to Tommy's but Ellie says "after everything I've done? Everything we've been through?" So clearly we can see how this kid carries the weight of the world on her shoulders. She thinks it's her OBLIGATION to save the world. Joel knows better because he's a grown man but up until this point, he respects her decisions because they both have no idea what making a vaccine will require. So they keep going and talk some more about going back to Jackson when they're done and Joel says "I am not leaving without you." It's sealed then. Their future together is sealed. They cannot separate now. They are father and daughter practically at this point.

They enter a freeway tunnel, deal with more infected then Ellie falls into a flooded area and almost drowns. Joel is performing CPR and a couple of asshole Fireflies show up and aim their guns at him. Joel is triggered once again because he's not going to stop until the child is safe but he's knocked unconscious.

He wakes up in a hospital, Marlene is sitting next to him, so we learn that they were brought in by actual Fireflies and the journey is over. Joel wants to see Ellie but Marlene won't let him. She assures Joel she's fine but she's already being prepped for surgery. Joel is like "What do you mean surgery?" and Marlene goes on to explain that the virus has mutated which is why Ellie is immune, that once they remove it they will be able to reverse engineer a vaccine. It dawns in on Joel that the infection grows in the brain, so they'd obviously have to kill Ellie to make their so-called cure. Joel immediately demands to see Ellie but is hit by Marlene's guard and then she basically tells Joel that whatever he's thinking is nothing compared to her because she knows Ellie since she was born. Yes, Marlene was friends with Ellie's mom. Yes, that still won't stop her from killing a child without even giving her a heads up.

In this part I confirmed why I hated the Fireflies so much. Not only do they have God complex but they're also okay with killing a 14 year old girl to save a world that's beyond saving. To me, if it isn't the Cordyceps virus, it'll be something else; a war, another illness, etc that will kill humans in the end. So Ellie dying to stall that inevitable end of human race is pointless. But the moral dilemma is presented to the gamer or the viewers. This is what I think but what do you think right? What do others think? Save one girl or save the world?

So Marlene threatens Joel and tells him to just forget about her. Then Joel goes crazier than ever before, goes on a killing spree at the hospital until he reaches the operating room where he kills the surgeon and nurses in cold blood and rescues Ellie who's unconscious therefore unaware of everything going on around her.

Joel just makes a complete MESS.

Marlene appears again right when Joel is about to leave with Ellie in his arms. She tries to stop him then tries to convince Joel to let her live, to which Joel responds "You'd just come after her" and BANG shoots Marlene in the face. (I love this man).

So at this point we know that Joel acted based on that open wound Sarah's death left in him. He's traumatized and if he couldn't save his daughter, he is definitely going to save Ellie who's now like a second daughter to him no matter what. When she wakes up she's in the backseat of a car Joel's driving asking what happened.

Joel... Joel lies to Ellie. He tells her the Fireflies ran tests and turned out it wouldn't make a difference because there are a bunch of others who are immune so they've stopped looking for a cure. Ellie is very sad and disappointed but she doesn't know that they were going to kill her without even asking her if she was okay with it or if she at least wanted to say goodbye to Joel or something. Joel thinks he's protecting her by lying but this is just a time bomb that will eventually go off on him.

Joel, as we see through the video game, is not a good guy but is also not entirely bad either. However he was a bit selfish but also right in what he did, I mean... the moral dilemma of this mind-blowing story is up to each viewer or player.

I've always thought that Ellie never truly believed Joel, so in the final scene we have them already going back to Jackson and Joel is just happy and pleased but Ellie has a lot on her mind. We see that Joel is much more comfortable now opening up to Ellie and talking about Sarah. So is Ellie since she finally tells Joel that when she got bitten she wasn't alone. She tells him about Riley but never specifies the romantic side of their relationship. This kid obviously isn't ready to come out let alone to Joel yet. But the thing is, we understand one of the many strong reasons Ellie cares so much about the cure because she's filled with guilt, not just for Riley but also Tess and Sam, and being immune makes her feel even more guilty. Joel assures her that none of that is on her.

Ellie then snaps and demands Joel to swear to her that everything he said about the Fireflies was true.

Joel not only lies AGAIN to Ellie but he looks her straight in the eye when he does it. And we can see that Ellie is still not completely buying it but she settles and says "okay". And part I ends.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO This is so fucking good but part II is even better.

Hopefully... they won't change any of this in the show because it's all crucial for part II but I guess we'll find out.

I hope I helped. I am sorry for writing a whole bible here but once someone mentions The Last of Us, I don't know how to stop.

~A.

[lorata]

do you have a favorite oc? or games? or prompt in general? your brain is beautiful (in a hopefully not weird way but im ✨️dazzled✨️)

Claudius was the first and probably the ultimate blorbo from my brain, but I do love Petra so very much, my angry autistic knife lesbian, if only because she is so consistent in every universe I drop her in. everyone else is sort of ... mutable? things shift, whether they are in a THG universe or a crossover or an original universe where they're child soldiers or sentient telepathic spaceships and the pilots who love them or fantasy samurai or what, they change to fit the universe. Petra is .......... Petra, always, and it's beautiful.

I have no favourite Arena, I hate all Arenas equally. God willing I will never have to come up with another Arena again (she says, knowing full well she is stalled on several fic for needing to figure out their Arenas). so much logistics. so much planning. so many stupid costumes and parades and interviews and tribute names. why, friends. WHY. I feel like the hen in "the plot chickens" who keeps saying things like "and then the wolf eats her. THE END. good story!" remember when Claudius forgot about D9M? SO DID I, but I didn't want to go back and rewrite so I decided to make it a plot point.

(that being said, my toxic trait is constantly thinking "that would make a great Arena detail" while watching nature documentaries. perennial favourite: Bolton Strid)

I don't think I could pick a favourite prompt but my favourite theme in general is when someone gives me something like "Claudius has a fantastic, calm, happy day cuddling kittens where absolutely nothing bad happens" and what comes out is a volcano of trauma. I do not control the brain.