#i just want them 2 hold each other tht is all

[hinamie]

clingy

[gaytranszoro]

sorry okay im rewatching whole cake w a friend and got obsessed with the vinsmokes this time around okay. sorry. however i am a liker of themes and motifs and doomed characters. sorrey.

[malpracticinghomosexual]

i cannot tell you how much i love your mulder&scully piece ……….. i would love to possibly hear your intentions theres just so many details i see that i love . i love that scullys eyes are closed. i love the literal target on her . ugh just amazing !!!! also i was curious about ehat parts of the show inspired this …. if you feel like answering!

this is the best ask i’ve ever received omgg thank u so so much !!

i think ultimately it’s about how much they trust each other, scully’s eyes are closed bc she’s let her guard down enough to leave herself vulnerable. i think for me the bow represents that love and trust between them (literally Tension). i also think like quite a few ppl in the tags have suggested that this could easily be swapped (or tht they take turns shooting each other which made me giggle and also like Yeah).

for someone like mulder who is almost constantly proven right in his paranoia and haunted by the loss of those he loved/trusted it’s no easy thing to act on those feelings But they’re there and he’s holding it in his hands.

idk how well it’s translated but scully is fully in on it, she’s aimed the arrow at her heart and is helping draw the bow it’s up to mulder to let go. the bow is just a way to convey the elephant in the room (being in love) but instead of an elephant it’s a bow and arrow for aesthetic purposes lol

i also like for Ultimate Angst and tragedy vibes to think that they are perpetually stuck like this in a limbo of sorts always on the precipice of releasing the tension on the bow

the angel/cupid motif is probably overkill but i wanted to make it implicit that is was romantic and i think they both see each other as a figure larger than life, their mutual admiration was the foundation for their entire relationship going forward

as for what parts of the show inspired this my cop out answer is basically all of it But i’m rewatching from the beginning i’m just starting season 2 and just the knowledge of what’s to come and how much they care about and respect each other just in season one got to me.

i’d love to hear ur interpretation on it ! as well as anyone else who has any thoughts too !!

tldr they give me brainworms :///

[jakowskis]

Day 23 - Discuss Tosh. Opinions? Favorite moment? Least favorite moment? Any unpopular opinions? Any fun headcanons?

tosh my babygirl my princess light of my life angel darling… shes so good. shes so good 🥺 i love her dearly. she’s so damn underutilized i hate how the show regulates her to a supporting role + only uses her for romantic plots. WACK shes so much more than that. i want a plotline about her cyberterrorism like hello??? i want a plotline about her warped little mind.. i want a plotline about her finally learning spanish ;-; that show did not do her justice and it did not deserve her. i often say torchwood’s characters are too good for the show; tosh is probs the best example of that. no other character gets screwed over as badly as she does by the narrative (not even ianto!) she’s so tragic and lonely i just wanna give her the biggest hug ever. 

fav moment… every time she smiles. (or smirks. hrgh. tosh call me.) also every time she geeks out about smth. im tryna think of a specific moment but idk if i have one?? i just love her overall i smile every time she’s on screen she’s my girlie. when i rewatch i might rmr one though

least favorite moment, the absolute only thing i can think of (hell, my only complaint with her as a character other than i wish she’d get over owen cuz bad taste queen pls u deserve sm better) - it’s always bothered me how she goes over to owen’s flat in aditd and just starts babbling about her own problems. she even says something like “you think everything’s about you”, and in that ep it’s like ??? why are they all acting like he’s unjustified being miserable and angry when he's fucking dead?? like they're all so unsympathetic and mean, even tosh, and out of her it's especially weird?? tbh it just strikes me as ooc (+ kind of misogynistic highkey) writing. i mean, by all means, let tosh bitch, she deserves to blow off some steam + esp deserves to be rude to owen tbh fhsdkjfsd, but the way it’s done in that particular moment feels ooc and, like, how men write women as talking too much and never listening lmao u kno what i mean (owen’s tuned out in the actual episode but you can see her full ramble in the original script, on page 23). tosh has never troubled anyone with her issues before, why would she choose now to, and when she knows owen’s struggling? yeah, on second thought, i don’t hold that against her actually, that’s ooc to me fhdkf. thts just the writer being a wiener.

my only unpopular opinions (slash hot takes) are that 1) towen fucking SUCKS get her away from him, and 2) most people like tosh but she’s highkey underappreciated, esp in fanfic, because of fandom racism + misogyny. she’s not bashed like gwen is but she’s ignored completely which is nearly as bad, and a lot of it’s cuz she happens to be in a show with two white men in a gay relationship who are overwhelmingly prioritized 💀 i will never not be petty about the way that ship dwarfs everything else in comparison. also throwing towen into the background of janto is so gross n cheap. if ppl cared abt her they'd do smth more interesting. and it's never well-done either. ugh.

i have a few hcs that are gonna end up in my owento verse (gwen and tosh are prominent characters in it bc i love them, and their relationships w owen and ianto and each other also have value lawl). tbh a lot of em are just things i think they should introduce into their lives to be happier. i want them happy ;-;

she starts coding video games recreationally!! nothing fancy but she rlly enjoys it + also gets into the swing of making little storylines n getting to express herself that way which is good for her. owen playtests shit for her

her and gwen go on spa dates sometimes. they put it on the torchwood credit card

she gets into fish tanks and fish tank care!!! esp like aquarium plants. shrimp and moss balls, that sort of thing. maybe plecos or loaches. she loves it + it’s grounding, which is good for her bc shes otherwise always got her head in her computers yanno. she’ll sit by her tank while she codes her games and the water sounds are calming. 

she also sits by it while she studies her spanish books which she does finally do. she doesn’t get around to the piano, though; doesn’t prioritize buying a keyboard. maybe one day (this is a nobody dies au btw so she will in fact eventually get around to it ;-;)

oh she’s autistic have i said that. the fish tanks absolutely become a spin. she has a few we know of from canon - math and computers, obviously, but also history (gbg) and the uk’s rivers (from gooseberry; i think it was just the uk maybe it was europe’s rivers. or the world’s! i don’t remember). she also loves trivia like she knows a fair amount about quite a lot of things + loves accumulating random info

lowkey also. giving her a kitty. i think tosh should have a lil fuzzy kitty to keep her company 

well this is smth from my owandy verse but i think it should happen anyway. so it kind of kicks off bc gwen mixes up a blind date (it was gonna be tosh & andy and then owen & a friend of hers, but shes an adhd icon n bungles the invites <3)... tosh ends up with gwen’s friend, who’s straight, but they hit it off and she invites tosh to have drinks or maybe come to a bookclub meet or something with some friends of hers?? point is, tosh makes some casual friends. maybe meets a pretty girl there or smth 👁️ but mainly i want tosh to have girl friends like i think she grew up very lonely i want her to have some normalcy

also sometimes i like tosh x andy maybe they have a little meet cute at a torchwood crime scene or smth fshdkfd. i think they’d be cute and he’d treat her well. she'd babble abt tech stuff and he wouldnt understand a damn word but he'd listen very intently

i also like tosh x ianto for similar reasons. i think it’d be a kind of friends to lovers sitch... they should just be close in general tbh, platonically or not yanno, and in my owandy verse i like the idea of smth kicking off between them i just think theyd be so sweet

she’s a very sleepy drunk and also a lightweight. if the team goes out to drink she’ll get two glasses of smth moderately fruity and then fall asleep against someone’s shoulder it’s very cute (this is just cuz i like the idea of a sleepy tosh 🥺 my baby my baby shes so precious to meee)

[rawrmeansilyindinosawr]

A SUBWAY LUV STORe «U n i are not tha same>

We look at each other b4 the train doors close , i leave u barely just enter Im in love with ur hello kitty ear muffs and Neon green tights and I tell u i am but it's a rat race, the subway fills and ppl push me off u and i stand frozen while the train doors close and life comes to remind me that everything goes on without my permission cuz the train runs straight ahead, i look for u in every single window and our eyes lock for the last time.

It's been a long week since i've blogged properly cuz there has been too much on my head, feelin so preoccupied emotionally / mentally .. tho still high key unemployed i've been tryna work on mi styling portfolio n focus on finishing my classes / keep networking n make good memories like .....

Gettin to k hole with my friendz and make out at the park, finding a floral Amex card on tha floor of a club n buying everyone drinks n buying urself a taxi home wiff it cuz it's untraceable <Lowkey wanting to go to target n get 10000 visa gift cards but like Lmao thts kinda mad illegal than just illegal Lmfao> holding hands with ur bffs on rooftops while having deep molly talks, taking LLO00OnnG naps wiff them n singing them to sleep, throwing house parties n making music til 3am, playing dress up with Ppl'Z boyfriends and playing sleezy photographer by Feeding K to them in random mansions in W village, Doing mushrooms on first date at maria hernandez ... N while we r tripping give each other massagez n tell each other the diff shapes we see in the sky <but get high key lied to ab how long they've been in Nyc like why do ppl lie ab little shit like that Imfao>

Im just reminded tht U and i are not the same, u clap when u land on the airplane wi clap every time i get to the right stop on tha subway! U and i are not the same, I have an pussy tat tht says MEOW , u tatted ur full name on ur knee so when u black out they know who u Are.

i kant even afford an ambulance!!!! Im still waiting for moi mf unemployment card from Keybank in the mail!!!!!! U and i r not the same , Im hurting ab another 2 1/2 week situationship and ur in a perfect relationship of a year +. What’s numbing about dating in nyc is that u never know how to truly prepare for when its last time u r gonna see someone , there are so many people who ghost u , so many people that just don’t know how to communicate (misc connections with all the disorganized attachment styles)… how do U prepare for heart ache ???? And how do u tell them and urself lovingly that it will probably be experienced many more times than we wanna believe it will ?? I think we just have to continue to accept things 4 how they Are . So…

Im gonna stop asking why ppl r the way they are and instead accept that ppl can truly just b inconsiderate n reckless loveless ppl . And that as much as i’ve tried to not fall into the prototype of the “misunderstood sad loner romantic artist bitch that no one kan console” i am often reminded that now as an adult i kan totally talk to anyone n read the room n “blend in” but that the differences r still there , and that i am still left feeling like an outsider . Sure i kan propbably say that in a positive light i may be more advanced , or think of love in more of a virtuous way , like I think mayb when ur gonna be going out of town u should probably communicate that at least a few days before u actually go , or maybe set proper boundaries so I’m not the one approving which clothes u pack in ur luggage r parent proof , but i guess every1 thinks of balance and hierarchy and boundaries in diff ways .

I Almost fought a triple cancer on the street in front of webster hall cuz he said i should go get some real chainz and i told him he was culturally appropriating cuz he had a chinese tat on his neck while he claimed he wuz half thai. He tried to correct meh and tell meh mandarin is the character while it’s a fuckin language and i rly wanted to just throw handz rite then n there plus a promoter wuz filming meh encouraging meh to . But i yam a pacifist (I don’t bite) but boy oh boy do i love barking . I yam a 10 but I bark and it hurts a lil . Tht one thing forsure ab meh is tht ima mf let u know . Got invited to b at wiz khalifas vip table n ditched cuz idk man!!

I LUVVVVV my job and modeling !!! tbh i have been in weird ass situations b4 and like hate photographers so much but like recently being on set with the 15-20 models for oun magazine this weekend was like fucking beautiful and inspiring and i love being around other artists who uplift each other n other poc queer artists/models who express themselves freely and i know that nyc has given me crazi imposter syndrome esp now that nyfw is coming up and i’m def still not 5’8+ or have a 24 inch waist but i am getting asked to attend castings and agencies are replying to all my email inquiries and i am trying my best to stay confident and accept that rejection is actually super normal in this industry and to not take it personally cuz with each rejection comes each acceptance with each casting !!!!!! Like the fact that over 1,000 models applied for the mag i was just in but meh and 15-20 others got picked out of them like …???? Henlooooo bitch thank u. Shoutout 2 rocky u kan kiss meh anytime.

YES i do 2 bumps of K for tha commute to run errands and all dat AND WHUT. molly is fucking shitty tho i Yam not touching tht shit prob ever again / def not dosing myself with 3 pills in a nite ever again like Wtf was i thinking . Also how the fuck u gonna come into my house party acting like ur too kool to talk to meh Im sorri but nxt time I c u ima let u kno in person ur a fuckin weirdo . Post molly ren is NO FUN like hell no i am not sleeping like 20+ hours in a day like tht is such a waste of life!!! I am capturing every single day as a fuckin blessing ESP cuz now i’m almost 25!!!! Im planning moi party NOW i got tha venue down just need dj’s and to make an official flyer n plan to set everything up All Kool n themed obv!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“today i am 24 and today i remember that i used to blow out each candle each year wishing i wasn't but i'm 24 now and realize we're here then we're gone and pain is simply apart of life.

this year i drove across the country...twice. i made memories with friends, both old and new. laughing and singing while we spend in beamers in vegas, buying wigs in philadelphia, eating deep dish in chicago, and passing 100mph to new york getting tattoos in places i never thought i would. this year i went to arkansas, colorado, vegas, indiana, ohio, utah, texas, missouri, michigan, and new jersey.

this year i got laid off at my 40K a year professional job as a socialworker for the LA Country department of aging and had to file for unemployment. i survived a global pandemic. this year i realized that 12 year old ren / "teresa" would be proud of who 24 year old ren is - and i know that because 12 year old ren always strived to be true to themselves, even if no one supported them or believed in them. scarred and traumatized, using tumblr as their only outlet besides trips to the hospital...this year i realized that baby ren looks up to 24 year old ren. and that if only baby ren knew that in double the amount of years they were older that they'd be living in new york, a model, tattoo artist, manager of a bar, and have amazing friends who defy society with them...rebels with noble causes....anarchists and punks...rockstars and fashion designers.....they would be grateful they were alive....blowing out each candle with sincerity, intention, thanksgiving....that pain truly does pass.....and that the world is bigger than they could have ever dreamed or imagined.....new and widened eyes baby ren blow out your candles now.

<come pick me up i'll pay for gas there's no where else id rather be and you'll drive fast and i won't ask to pick the music on the street and we'll talk about whatever and pretend that we won't tell even pretending to ourselves .... i like to feel my heart beat with my eyes shut ...... forgive me for wanting to break but i'll still be here in 5 years making every mistake 16 turned to disappear to a week and a half you know it's not an act there's just still a lot i haven't put into words yet .... i like to talk about the hospital and go when i don't need it just to show the world i feel it but i only ever did it once and it was selfish it was fun.....i'll still be here in 5 years making every mistake 16 turned to disappear to a week and a half you know it's n out an act there's still a lot i haven't put into words yet...>

[gizkasparadise]

I am the same anon from SD1D ask. I have seen the bonus scene and I know abt the movie. But there is very little info abt it. This show has such a hold on me it will take me long time to truly enjoy another contemporary romance. I am not the type to cry easily but I was full on sobbing in the last episode. Even that scene in opening sequence where both of them look at each other and there is a single tear in HYZ's eye make me emotional. I never thought a Chinese song from 90s would affect me like this but Last Dance is just perfect for this OTP

1/2

2/2 SD1D was perfection in terms of acting, storytelling, music and cinematography. Everything tied up in the end and every character got proper resolution. Only thing tht bothers me is that WQS's story never changed. But other than that I have no major problems.

I am also not interested in the Korean remake tbh. idt AHS can do justice to this role, I've seen JYB in Vincenzo only so I don't know much abt her acting. Thing is Alice and Greg were so phenomenal in the original they have been imprinted in my mind. I also liked the more 'low-key but epic' approach to storytelling. I am sure the remake would be more romanticised and certain scenes would be become unnecessarily dramatic. I wonder which song they will use in place of Last Dance. Is there a really popular korean song from 90s that could be used or will they just make up one?

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oh man this show got me crying too! i want to say it was episode 9...where jun jie is released from prison and all the fallout that happens afterward. just totally gutted me. and yeah, you know it's A Show when the credits get you emo (shut UP @ that goldfish metaphor i see it!!). aside from the original OST, the track "embrace" by mayday just crushed me too (WQS's flashback song).

WQS's arc is the only (but Big) problem i have with the drama. the effects of transmigration/bodyswapping is explored with yunru/we see how it affects her life, but wqs is tragically unexplored and underdeveloped. the Gaynst arc doesnt sit well with me because the repercussions of say, a son who was persecuted for being gay having a girlfriend 2 years later, don't get addressed by the narrative (and it's indicated that wqs was out, at least to his parents, with the pride items in his room). i read that the wqs scenes were inspired by/meant to call attention to a real-life bullying incident, but it's still something that was like...needing to be moved further. i know a lot is restricted by censorship, but still

re: korean remake, jyb is a great actress (i loved her in be melodramatic/havent seen vincenzo), so i think she could do justice to the role. kang hoon also has jun jie vibes from what ive seen of him in little women. but yeah. li zi wei is such a tough role to pull off and i think ahs is a great comedic actor but idk about the rest of it. the alice + greg + patrick chemistry is a huge freaking order to meet up with as well

idk enough about 90s kmusic, unfortunately! but im sure they'd find an appropriate song. if there's one thing im not ehhhh about re: the remake, it's that im sure it will have a high production value

(all this said, i will be happy to eat crow in the k-remake does something interesting! ESPECIALLY if it builds on the wqs storyline)

[plasmasimagination]

watching a scary movie with them

Au: here you are pretty easy to scare so dont come at me and I apologize for making one longer and one shorter it wasn't planned

Character included: Diluc and kaeya

Genre: idk Au I think

Warning: scary movies, hand holding, cuddling, hugging, kissing, teasing, I wrote this w autocorrect and while I was tired so it is pretty bad, mention of friends, fluff AND IDK ANYMORE

Summary:you are watching a scary movie with ur friend group , but they don't know that you and someone in the friend group are dating secretly

Diluc

What's better than a movie night with ur closest friends. You all decided to pull a all nighter and watch some scary movies. Everybody choose their place, u all prepared the snacks and you guys started watching the movie with all the lights off to make the atmosphere a bit scarier and comfortable. You were sitting next to Diluc you and him just recently confessed your love to each other (tell me if u want ne to write about tht) and now ur realisionship is still pretty fresh and kinda awkward. So when the movie started getting scarier you would press Dilucs hand tighter and tighter, he wouldn't even pay attention to the movie after all. He would just focus on comforting u like rubbing ur back, after all it wasn't his idea to watch a scary movie but u seemingly enjoyed and didn't at the same time. One of ur friends would eventually notice"AYY MASTER DILUC GOT HIMSELF A GIRL " you 2 would probably be the main theme to the end of the movie night.

Kaeya

It was so hard for him to keep your relationship a secret,this man LOVES showing u off. And were gonna ignore how none of ur friends noticed that he has u as his lock and home screen  .  And when your friends (u both have the same friends) suggested a movie night and mentioned that you will be there he couldn't help but accept the amazing offer. I mean a whole night to spend with you while watching movies? What more could he ask for. So when everyone arrived and y'all got comfy with blankets and pillows, you and kaeya were the only ones sitting on the couch while all ur other friends made a whole hangout place on the floor. U 2 we're sneaky I mean when the movie starts no one is gonna look back at u, so u can at least put ur head on his shoulder. When the movie started getting scary you would hide ur face in his chest. He would just chuckle quietly and place a kiss on ur forhead and hold ur hand tightly. He would definitely tease u about it later and be like "my my ur such a scared cat lucky tht u got me" ,"Awh look who's scared again " . Eventually one of ur friends would stand up to go to the toilet and see u two holding hands in the corner of their eye and literally yell out loud "I KNEW THAT U TWO ARE A GREAT SHIP"  . In that moment the whole friend group turned around and you could just hear "oOoOO"

[gummywurme]

Fly on the Wall

Summary: Marc finds himself enamored by an acquaintance from Steven’s line of work and decides to be front and center during an intimate moment unbeknownst to both parties.

Word count: 1.7K+

Rating: Mature 18+, Minors DNI

Pairing: Steven Grant/Reader, Marc Specter/Reader

CW: nsfw/smut, mild fluff, unprotected sex (p in v), dubious consent, mild ooc Marc, pwp

A/N: what’s poppin babes, I am completely ignoring tht khonshu part 2 fic rn so have this in return 

Read it on AO3 | Masterlist

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Marc notices her far before Steven could. Why wouldn’t he? Her work uniform as the tour guide really complimented her figure, a form-fitting skirt highlighting the curve of her ass. Brief moments where she’d bend over to pick something up, he’d wish the floor tiles had been waxed more often for just a peek. Hell, even with the steel coating of the toaster from the communal kitchen, he’d managed to notice the cleavage sported from an outfit different from the uniform. He’s lucky enough that he can admire her from afar without any consequences, the only limitation is that she and Steven have to be in the range of any reflective surfaces.

It gets better for him as she gets along with Steven, on late nights when Steven would walk her to the bus top, Marc finds himself admiring her further. Listening in to the conversations as they both wait for the bus, huddled close to one another under an umbrella in the cold pouring rain. 

The two’s discussion was interrupted shortly with the bus’ arrival but resumes as they found their seats next to each other, Steven letting her take the window seat, Marc appears in the cool foggy pane, water droplets racing down as the bus continues its pace. He eavesdrops on the discussion between the two, which leads him to miss the fact they missed her usual stop. It surprises him further that she stands with Steven as he gets ready to hop off the bus.

The next time he sees them was in the mirrors of the elevator leading to Steven’s floor, Marc had to give it to him, he didn’t think the poor guy had any game at all. All those times cringing to poor Steven’s awkwardness around her, like that one time almost tripping at the entrance of the museum where she passes by to greet him as he showed up for work, actually comes to fruition.

As Steven welcomes her into his flat, Marc could only do nothing but wait for them to pass by the mirror beside the bed.

—

You drag Steven by his hand and lead him to the bed, working to get his soaked coat off of him. “Come on now, don’t want to catch a cold now yeah?” You tease as he lets you drop it to the floor, “No, wouldn’t want to love, that’s why-” He smiles at the quip as he tugs off your cardigan, completely dry as Steven insisted on tilting the umbrella in your favor earlier, “I’ve got to get this off you.” 

“Such a gentleman of you.” You sigh dreamily as Steven lets his hands feel the exposed skin of your arms, sensually dragging all the way up to your face, cupping it in his hands. He regards you for a moment, his thumb gently caressing your soft lips, the faint smell of cherry fills his senses, a scent he deems his favorite from this moment on. 

You giggle at him, “Whatcha lookin’ at?” Your hands grasp at his forearms, following up until it lays on top of his hands, the ones holding your face with such gentleness, a value such as that of precious porcelain. “You. I’m looking at you. You’re just so…” he trails off, your very presence stealing his breath, “So beautiful, you make me feel like myself around you, a-and you have no idea how much that means to me.” His soliloquy grips at your heart, heat blossoming on your cheeks, heart skipping a beat. “I love you, Steven Grant.” His lips reach to you, a tale of his budding love for you, and you meet him back, a kiss in acceptance of his adoration that he has only for you. Hands wrapping over each other in an embrace, a burning desire to keep each other close to your hearts.

Steven runs his tongue over the seam of your glossy lips, you hum at his eagerness and open up for him. His moan vibrates through you at the contact of your tongue against his, his hands cradling your head at an angle where he can deepen the kiss, a hunger burning inside of him that only you can satisfy. You card your hand on his soft curly locks while the other subtly tries to unbutton his shirt. He takes notice of this and unlatches from your mouth, a silvery string connecting you both, breathlessness overcoming, and with surprising strength, he carries you by your thighs, carefully placing you on his unmade bed. 

The moment you’ve both fully undressed, Steven has his lips on you once more. He trails his kisses down your body, lashing his tongue over the column of your neck, then lowering down to suck and nip at your stiffened nipples, his face fixated between your chest switching the attentive sweep of his tongue on either of the hardened buds before him, accompanied by his large, warm hands pawing on your breasts, a methodological squeeze and a roll of his palms.

Steven feels a pull from deep inside of him, it drags him away from the grip of consciousness, whether it was from fatigue or his sleeping disorder, he relents, fighting the urge to blackout in front of you, especially at this very moment he’s been dreaming of since he’d met you those months ago. 

Give me the body, Steven. Time to go out buddy.

Steven could only register the fading darkness behind his eyelids for a second, snapping back to reality with a moan rumbling out of his mouth, a sweet, tangy kind of saltiness is what he registers next. “Oh! Steven! L-like that-” he hears your breath hitch, his eyes catch your distant face then recoiling back to fully look at you, laid out on his bed, hands weakly gripping at the cool sheets beneath him, legs spread apart with a subtle outline of a handprint around your thighs, and your cunt, a pretty blush pink, is slick and swollen from his previous administrations, oh how Steven will etch this picture of you in the back of his head for eternity.

He traces his lips, evident with your juices coating his fingertips, eyes blown wide with lust from the realization, then goes back to devouring your pussy. A delectable feast was laid out for him.

While deeply immersed in his work of making you come undone on his tongue, savoring the taste of you by memory, Steven had his eyes closed, he doesn't notice the seamless transition, his actions taken over by another.

Fucking finally.

—

Marc snaps his eyes open, feeling the control of his body once more. He sees you squirming on the bed, one of your hands leaving the sheets, and making its way onto Marc’s curls, a firm grip with the occasional tug whenever he did something magical with that tongue of his.

His mouth shifts upwards, making swift broad stripes over your clit in tandem with his fingers making their way into your dripping entrance, a sudden tight grip on his hair and he smirks. Suddenly, two fingers plunge inside and you arch against the delicious stretch, hips canting upwards to chase the pleasure but “Steven” pushes you back down, holding you in place as the rapid pistoning of his fingers prepares you for something much bigger. You feel the beginning of your climax bubbling, and you, try as you might, to warn him, ”I-I’m a-abou–” He takes it as a cue to return to sucking your clit, keeping his fingers at the same pace and angle. 

The pressure of your thighs between his head was the first coming of the orgasm Marc brings out of you, the second was your hips lifting off the bed, his mouth never breaking contact, as you scream out the overbearing pleasure heavy inside you, fuzzy electricity coursing throughout your pelvic region sending the tingling euphoric sensation up to your spine, soon fading out as tender waves all around your body, soon fading out, cascading you down to postcoital bliss. 

In your blissed-out state, Marc prepares himself, stroking his erect cock with his come-coated hand. Few steady pumps to your image and he leans over you, lining himself up. Even in your condition, you happily spread your legs, welcoming him as he nudges the head of his cock against your sensitive bud, making you bite back whimpers, smaller hands latching onto his shoulders as an anchor as he slowly impales you. 

“Oh, G-God! Steven! Fuck, you’re big! S-shit!” you exclaim, rolling your head back onto the pillows. Marc leans on his elbows, bracketing either side of your head, he fists the sheet, grip as steel, the other caressing your face, light as feather. He starts the thrusting of his hips when your feature softens along with the grip on his shoulders, your face contorting in pure ecstasy when he hits that angle. “P-please, Steven, I need,” you aimlessly begged, unsure what you call out for, but Marc knows what you want, sweet release. So he busies his hands, trailing down your throat, a firm hold, not enough to choke and restrict, but with a pressure to let you know, that no one else out there can make you feel pleasure as he does. He straightens his back so he could reach his other hand out to pluck and pull your nipples. A throaty cry echoes the dim flat, tears leaving a shiny path behind as Marc wrings out another oncoming orgasm from you.

He swirls his thumb around your aching clit as you chant out Steven’s name, telltale signs of your climax follows suit. Marc loses himself to the siren call of your moans, drenched pussy clenching tight as a vise, a few more sloppy thrusts and he finishes himself in you. The extortion left him panting and breathless, head leaning back, letting the afterglow wash over him.

He finds you limp as a ragdoll when he pulls out, leaning closer to see his seed seep out of you, curious, he drags his finger and pushes it back in, a tired moan coming out of you. He softly chuckles at that, as a goodbye, he kisses you softly as you slip into slumber.

—

Steven doesn’t recall a thing last night, only a fleeting sensation of pleasure, muscle memory he thinks. But he’s not going to complain, seeing you wrapped under his arms makes his heart flutter, giving you a loving peck on your forehead as you snuggle further into his chest, a content sigh leaving you. 

[sodasback]

Let Go - Part 3

Reposting from my deleted acct.

Warnings: physical violence

That night you got a text from JJ’s number.

JJ: Hey Y/N, it’s Pope. I stole JJ’s phone and he’s trying to kill me over it right now. 

JJ: Anyway, he hasn’t stopped talking about you. Just thought you should know.

JJ: Don’t let him hide you from us. 

JJ: Kay gotta go, can’t breathe, bye

You laughed out loud at Pope’s texts and swooned over the fact that JJ was talking about you to his friends and that the Pogues, or Pope at least, seemed like he wanted to hangout with you.Then more texts came through. 

JJ: Sry pope doesnt kno wut hes talking about. ignore him. 

JJ: i cant let ur head get any bigger knowing tht im simping for u over here. I’ll have to put u in ur place again.😉

Y/N: Is that place on my knees in front of you?

JJ: ugh stop. ur gonna make me hard and wer on the boat

Y/N: Hey you started it

JJ: Yeah well I’ll finish it too when i see u tmrw pretty girl

Y/N: You better 😈

JJ: ur killin me smalls 🍆

You went to sleep that night blissfully happy. But you woke up full of dread knowing you had to breakup with Rafe. 

You texted him telling him that you needed to see him and talk. He seemed to know something was up, but he told you to meet him at your favorite park in Figure 8. 

Before you left to meet him, you texted JJ that you were meeting Rafe. And then you shared your location with him. You had a feeling JJ would end up being close by, but you frowned when he didn’t text back and thought maybe you should call him. No, it’ll be fine. Rafe doesn’t need to know what happened. I’ll just end it and it’ll be fine.

 You pulled up to the park and saw Rafe....

You had worn a hoodie, because it was the only thing you had that would really cover all the hickeys, that you also tried, pretty unsuccessfully, to cover with make-up.

“Hey beautiful” he greeted you softly from his spot seated at a bench and kissed your cheek as you sat down next to him. You were ashamed of yourself that you still felt a warm fuzzy feeling despite the fact that Rafe didn’t you treat you right and JJ already showed you more affection in such a short time.

“Hey doll” you greeted back out of habit.

You and Rafe were both quiet for a minute, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. You and Rafe enjoyed the scenery and the nearby fountain in silence.

“It’s over huh?” He asked solemnly, still looking off in the distance at first and then to you.

“Yeah” You admitted with a sigh before continuing, “I think we’re just growing apart and maybe we’re not the best for one another.” You said slowly.

You hated yourself for saying it that way, for not calling Rafe out on everything. And you hated yourself for not being 100% truthful that you cheated. But a part of you still loved him and a bigger part of you was just trying to survive this without a screaming match or something worse.

Rafe nodded and offered a small smile.

“I’ll always love you though. You know that right?” He said, squeezing your hand gently.

You melted a little. Rafe really could be the boyfriend you needed ...sometimes.

“Me too” is all you said with a gentle smile.

Rafe sighed and stood up. He opened his arms out for a hug. You stepped in and wrapped your arms around his waist. 

That wasn’t so bad you thought as you breathed in his cologne one last time and savored being in his arms for a second.

You felt Rafe shift a little and playing with the hood of your sweatshirt.

“Why’re you wearing a hoodie?” He asked, with genuine intrigue in his voice. You felt your heart stop and you tried to stop yourself from sweating more than you already were. You swallowed hard and then cleared your throat, trying to act casual.

“Just was a little chilly earlier.” You stated simply, pulling away from Rafe. Who looked at you skeptically. 

“It’s July. It’s hot as fuck out. There’s no way you’re cold.” He said tugging at the hem of the jacket. You pushed his hands away. 

“Rafe stop. I wanna keep it on. I’m cold.” You said, trying to squirm away from him. He firmly grabbed hold of both your wrists and pulled you towards him a little, motivating you to look up at his now deeply disbelieving expression. The furrow in his brow, made you nervous and you bit the inside of your cheek. You could see the gears turning in his head as he registered your very guilty and scared demeanor you couldn’t hide.

“Why’re you wearing a jacket, Y/N?” He asked in a sternly dangerous tone that gave you goosebumps. Your breathing started getting heavy. 

“Rafe” You warned nervously. 

His jaw became clenched. And he forcefully ripped the hemline of your pullover upward and wrenched your arm out one of the sleeves. 

“Rafe! Stop!” You yelled at him as you tried to squirm away but he manhandled you and harshly tugged your hoodie the rest of the way off and threw it on the ground, leaving you in your sports bra, completely exposing the hickeys on your neck and chest. You quickly tried to cover yourself and reach down for your hoodie at the same time, but Rafe grabbed your forearms again, hard enough to leave bruises. 

Fuck. Where’s JJ when you need him?

Rafe looked you up and down before tightening his grip on your arms. “You little fucking whore.” He swore through gritted teeth. 

“Rafe you’re hurting me.” You said with a whiny tone you couldn’t hold back.

“You’re just cold, huh? I can’t believe you fucked another guy, you cheating slut!” He spat as he throttled you.

“Rafe calm down.” You said, trying not to cry. God, JJ, please come. “I’m sorry, okay?”

“You’re sorry?! You’re sorry?!” Rafe laughed darkly, before moving a hand to your throat, but not fully squeezing yet. “You cheat on me and all you can say is you’re sorry?!” 

“Rafe! Please!” You begged, tears now welling up in your eyes. 

“Who’d you let fuck you, Y/N? Hmm? Who marked you up knowing you were mine?”

“Rafe, please let go!” You cried. 

“Tell me who it was, Y/N!” He growled at you in a way that made your blood run cold and he started to squeeze your throat. You clawed at his hand and his arm as he cut off your airway. 

“Cameron!” JJ yelled as he ran over to you. Rafe was caught off guard and let go of your throat. You collapsed to the ground gasping for air. JJ immediately was at your side. 

“Y/N! Are you okay? Go to your car, now.” JJ told you. But you stayed in your position, mostly out of necessity, given the fact you couldn’t breathe. 

“You’ve gotta be kidding me” Rafe said. “You cheated on me with this fucking piece of shit pogue?!” He asked you, as JJ stood up and faced him. 

“Leave. Now.” JJ told Rafe.

Rafe snorted, “Or what?” He challenged, stepping towards JJ.

Right then, police sirens went off. All 3 of you turned to see a Kildare County Sheriff SUV and Shoupe step out.

“Is there a problem gentleman?” Shoupe asked them walking towards the 3 of you.

Rafe and JJ were glaring at each other. You took the opportunity to put your hoodie back on.

Finally, Rafe said, “No problem here officer.” As he didn’t take his eyes off JJ, daring him to rat him out.

“Looks like you’re on the wrong side of town, Mr. Maybank. Everything okay Miss Y/L/N?” Shoupe asked.

“Yeah, JJ came to take me home. Rafe was just leaving.” You said.

By now, Shoupe had taken notice of the red mark on your neck and the fact you were on the ground with a defensive JJ in between you and Rafe. It was very obvious what had been going on.

“Mr. Cameron, I think you should head on home now.” Shoupe said. And you internally rolled your eyes. Of course, Shoupe would let Rafe just leave.

Rafe just glared at JJ.

“Rafe.” Shoupe said more firmly.

“I’ll see you soon Y/N, Maybank.” He promised in a dangerous tone before turning toward his car.

JJ watched him leave with his fists clenched. Once Rafe was driving away, JJ took a deep breath and pulled you into a tight hug.

“Miss Y/L/N, do you need to see a doctor?” Shoupe asked.

“No, I’m fine.” You said from JJ’s arms.

“Alright. You 2 take care, now.” Shoupe said as both an apology and a warning getting back in his car.

Now, it was just you and JJ. He was still holding you tight. “Are you okay?” He asked softly, glancing down at you. You nodded but kept your head tight to his chest squeezing his waist and cried a little. 

You only let yourself cry for a second and then sucked it up and when you sniffled, JJ held you back a little so he could look at you. He checked your expression and waited for you to nod as he slowly and gently pulled the collar of your hoodie down a little so he could see your neck.

A pained grimace appeared on JJ’s face and anyone looking at him could have probably seen his heart break in front of them as he looked at your injury.

You might have JUST admitted feelings for each other yesterday, but you couldn’t explain it. You and JJ felt right. It was young summer love, a whirlwind romance where you both fell hard and fast. And the fact that he was partly at fault for the huge hematoma forming on your neck, the fact Rafe quite literally could have killed you made JJ feel like crumbling.

“I’m gonna kill him.” JJ said to himself more than you. “Fuck, I’m so sorry Y/N.” 

“JJ. This is not your fault. Okay? Rafe is the one who had his hand around my neck not you.” You said with your hands holding his face. 

“But I-”

“No! Stop! I’m telling you this isn’t your fault. And I’m fine. See? I’m in one piece.”

JJ almost had tears spilling out. 

“I promise.” You reassured him. He closed his eyes and nodded. 

“So you taking me out on a date or what, Maybank?” You asked, desperately just wanting to see JJ’s face free of anguish again. He smiled a little and sniffled. 

“Yeah, I’m taking you out. Give me your keys.” He said smiling.

“Uh uh” You tsked, “You think I’m gonna let you drive my Porsche? I’ve seen you take a turn in John B’s van on 2 wheels. I’m not letting you behind the wheel of my baby.” 

“Fine” JJ pouted. But then he snatched the keys from your hand and mimicked the shocked look on your face and taunted you. 

“JJ!” You shouted reaching for the keys, but he held them out of reach from you. 

“Ooh sucks to be short, huh Y/N?” He said as he stumbled to your car still holding you back from the keys. 

“JJ.” You said seriously. “Give. Me. My. Keys.” He just looked at you waiting for you to threaten something as he stood next to the driver’s door. “Give me my keys or I’m not sucking your dick for a month.” You threatened. 

“Pfft” JJ scoffed, “Like you could go a month without begging for my cock down your throat? Bet” He said, nodding his chin up at you. You contemplated it and you knew he was probably right. You furrowed your brow. 

“I swear to god, if you crash my car, I will kill you Maybank.” You said as you walked to the passenger’s. 

“Whoo!” JJ cheered before awkwardly crawling into your front seat. “Jesus, your seat’s so close to the wheel!” He complained throwing the seat back and fixing all the mirrors. 

“JJ! You are fucking up all my stuff!” You yelled at him and punched him in the arm. He ignored you and revved the engine. 

“Ooofff” JJ groaned, “this is making me so horny. Can we have sex later?” 

You glared at him. 

“You’re eating me out for at least an hour for stealing my car.” You folded your arms and looked out the front windshield. JJ leaned over and pecked your cheek. 

“My pleasure baby.” he said, throwing your car in drive and screeching the tires. 

“JJ!”

Taglist: @moniamaybank @hernameisnoell @moonrisebeach @abbyj1822 @october-cameron @railmerafe

[nxmuzluv]

christmas hcs w parkgami <3

christmas is always so busy for these two sjmsksnsjksk

with ari having to go to end of the year award shows & having to shoot xmas campaigns w huge brands,,,,

(& that christmas single she has to promote lmao)

and byakuya has to do business things & attend galas,,,,,,

it’s v hectic lol

so let me take u on one of those days, shall i ????

ariana & byakuya already attended the mamas earlier this year-

(& ari walked away w 4 awards okurr 😌‼️)

-they were the talk of the night, ari looking all hawt n shit w her archive 2007 chanel couture gowns 😝

(she literally wore 2 different dresses for no reason lol)

& for the 1st time, she didn’t perform at the mamas </3

(but honestly as she mf should the amas drained the SHIT outta her)

(but tht’s beside my point lmao)

N E WAYS, with the mamas out of the way,,,,,,

the park family has to take christmas pictures now sjmskssmskks

no gala just yet 🤣🤣

for the 1st time byakuya & ari are taking xmas pics as husband and wife ☹️

bhet, when they were taking em, ari’s sisters could not stop goin “aWwWwWwW”

LIKE ????? LEAVE THE NEWLYWEDS ALONE UR PARENTS ARE RIGHT THERE ????/(:&/&?/$/

n e ways, i don’t wanna dwell on this for too long so let’s move on besties !

(also, hina was there since she’s dating hayley)

(so imagine them taking pics together & cry lol 😋)

now we’re getting to the gala !!

ofc, like i said b4, byakuya is invited to a bunch of galas around christmas time, & ofc his wife has to tag along

and one of em takes place on xmas eve,,,, which is today !

(but it’s actually yesterday since it’s the 25th in japan already 🧍🏽‍♀️)

(lol n e ways,,,,,,,,)

ariana, extra as ever, just has to go full on VINTAGE !!

we’re talking 1950s balmain, white fur shawl, archive diamond jewelry from mf cartier,,,,,,

& if she’s feel extra extra, she might thrown in a lil white lace parasol :))

like ari goes ALL out

and ofc, byakuya matches w her a lil !

a handkerchief in his suit pocket to match w her dress,,, maybe a lil matching flower,,,,,

it’s v cute :)

i love my parents :))

stg, everyone at that thing wants to get with ariana,,, acting like she ain’t a married mf woman !

acting like she’s not clinging to her fucking husband !!

but then they realize that the blond mf next to her is, in fact, in a committed relationship with her,,,

like “she’s married to byakuya togami ???? damn, no chance ! >:(”

byakuya’s ego increases by at least 10% whenever that happens msjksmkmsk

like the mamas, they r truly the talk of the night fr

the 2 most attractive ppl in the room r married, & they both come from influential families,,,, it can’t get any more iconic than tht

i want what parkgami has thx

& nawt just relationship wise 👁

the gala ends after a few hours, & damn aren’t byakuya and ariana a lil relieved lowkey WMKQKOMSK

like ari might be quite the social butterfly, but she’s also exhausted ! MSKAMAJSK

& byakuya’s like,,,, the exact opposite so he’s like “yeah let’s dip” lmao

bro,,,,, the drive home afterwards is just so comforting

both of em sit in the backseat, & they just listen to classic christmas music play on the radio the whole time

(it’s usually frank sinatra or sumn from an old hollywood film lol)

(that idea was courtesy of @raes-ramblings, btw 😌)

ari & byakuya either talk softly, admire the snow and the scenery, or just enjoy each other’s company :((

they also have this habit where they hold hands when they’re sitting next to each other & i just ☹️☹️☹️

ariana also rests her head on his shoulder out of habit, too :((((

I LOVE MY PARENTS I RLLY DO

ari almost always sings along to the songs on the radio, & byakuya enjoys that thoroughly

sm so that he sometimes ends up singing, too !

like imagine parkgami singing together :((

honestly that’s mf ear candy tho,,,, i’d lowkey kill to hear tht,,,, like the harmonization ????

out here sounding like angels ❌🧢

once they get home, they ofc change & stuff

and then they just sit in front of the fireplace, drink expensive ass champagne, & talk away

like they talk for so long,,, it’s abt 1 am when they finally go to sleep

we luv a married couple w a stable relationship 😫‼️

(also why is it always 1 am lol)

(also ari may or may not have downed most of the bottle lmao,,,, istg she’s not an alcoholic anymore 💀)

as much as ariana wants to curl up next to the fireplace, byakuya convinces her to go upstairs lol

usually by literally picking her up

(how cute ☹️)

these two always, always cuddle while they’re falling asleep

they’re warm, sleepy, & it’s the best atmosphere fr

but b4 ariana goes to sleep, she has to tell byakuya to let her go bc, like rae said, he tends to push her away in his sleep lol

& idk abt u, but i’m pretty sure ari doesn’t want another tbi 💀

and now it’s christmas morning !!

christmas mornings in the togami household aren’t all tht interesting tbh

they eat breakfast, talk w ari’s family,,,,,

just standard stuff basically

ariana & byakuya would usually open their gifts in the morning, but since their family is coming over, they hold that off until then :)

b4 the fam comes over tho, they go for a lil walk !

ari & byakuya take some time to admire tokyo, all covered in snow & decorations, they take pics that ari just has to post,,,,,,

ariana’s holding onto her husband’s arm, and they just look v cute 🥺

they typically window shop, too

(but don’t let ari get too carried away,, like it’s supposed to be window shopping bestie lmao)

& then after a while, they go back home, ofc :)

it’s around,,,, 5 pm at that point

and guess who shows up ????

haru & her boyfriend,,, fiancé,,,, husband ???????

(lol i’ve gotta ask rae abt tht)

(i’m assuming fiancé tho 👁)

n e ways, haru and makoto r here !

and ofc komaru my beloved :))

can u just IMAGINE how happy haru would be to see ari again, especially after she married her brother, & especially during christmas ?????

i know ariana would be stoked to see her lmao

aaaannnddd it doesn’t take long for ari’s family to get there afterwards, so now mrs. togami-park is rlly on cloud 9 lol

(our fav sister trio is reunited 😫‼️)

bro, once her family gets there, imagine how much FUN they’d have

togami-park-naegi christmas is in FULL SWING 🗣‼️

they ofc eat dinner-

(lol the amount of food that ari’s family brings is kinda absurd /pos)

-they bake cookies, & they finally open gifts :)

i regret to inform u guys, but unfortunately, the park sisters no longer hit each other w flour </3

they all grew up & one sister is literally married, so no more of tht :(

but,,,,,, hayley might just do it out of nowhere at least once SMSWJKWM

ari might too, but only to byakuya,,, which prompts him to do it right back 💀

my dad is so petty lawl 🙈

for the 2nd time in a row, i am still unable to figure out what my own mf oc would want as a gift 🧍🏽‍♀️

however,,,, i kinda have an idea,,,,,,

lowkey, it might be a rlly coveted couture piece or jewelry that she was unable to get b4

& if u pair tht with a handwritten card, she’ll luv u forever <3

byakuya would most likely get her that, tbh !!

bc we love a husband who would drop over $1,000 (ᵐᶦⁿᶦᵐᵘᵐ) for his wife at literally any time 😋‼️

(MATERIAL GWORL 🗣)

but u know what ari would rlly want for christmas ????

a crystal shot glass set 🧍🏽‍♀️

bro if she got that she’d literally DIE

(I SWEAR ARI’S NOT AN ALCOHOLIC ANYMORE !/&;$&:)/&/€!)

she’d literally crack it open that day !

pls for the love of god do not let ari get too drunk,,,, byakuya u better be keeping a close eye on ur wife & tht mf vodka 💀

& u know who would get her that shot glass set ?????

her cousin, mackenzie

WORLD’S BEST CHAOTIC DUO AWARD GOES TO,,,,,,,,,

and bhet, they’d be the ones downing all tht vodka too lmao

(with dani and maybe even byakuya if ari convinces him enough casually sliding in every so often lol 🙈)

best cousins ever i love them SM ‼️

now the moment the parkgami shippers club has all been waiting for,,,,,,,

the kiss under the mistletoe

u already know one of ariana’s sisters is gonna find a way to put her & byakuya under the mistletoe at the same time

,,,,or she’ll just push them, whichever works first 💀

& once they’re under there, haru will waste no time sticking that film she always has on her into her polaroid camera

(oh my god i’m thinking of how that pic would look & i’m actually screaming n shaking THAT’S SO CUTE !?):$:)/$:):&€?!)

it’s the best moment of the night stg

especially since ari & byakuya are literally MARRIED now !!

rae mentioned in one of our convos that haru would literally put a pic of parkgami under the mistletoe in a card & tht she’d give it to ari

and that’s def happening this year 💀

she took a pic last year, and now she’s finally giving it to ariana lol

once ari gets it, she’ll literally go “,,,,,byakuya holy shit 😳” SMEKEODMKS /hj

the blushing messes they’d both be-

& u know what haru would put underneath her cute lil message ????

“and i’ll do it again next year >:)”

SHE’S A MENACEKMDKSKWIKSK

in love with her fr <3

just like that gala, this lil family get together lasts quite a long time lol

but once it’s over, ari would be kinda upset :((

all her family has to go back to korea and america now & only god knows when she’ll get to see them again

she’s all like “pls don’t go 🥺” /hj

but she’s not 3 anymore so ofc she understands that they have to leave lmao

it would still be kinda sad tho :(((

once everyone’s gone, byakuya & ari change into comfier clothes, and they finally get to curl up on the couch ☹️

& to ariana’s delight, she and her husband finally get to watch an old hollywood christmas movie lol

and ofc, she sings to almost every song that plays,,,,,, and byakuya would also join in from time to time :))

afterwards, he usually reads a book-

(bc why wouldn’t he ???? 🤨)

-while ariana simply listens & updates her social media like the celebrity that she is :)

after a while, ari puts her phone down, & since byakuya’s voice is so soothing, it doesn’t take long for her to get sleepy

and once she’s asleep, byakuya puts his book down, and like rae said in their “christmas w byakuya” hcs, he’s def sit there & admire a sleeping ari 🥺

he’d play w her hair, & give her a cute lil kiss on the head :((

& ofc, byakuya’ll eventually fall asleep too lol

one of parkgami’s best christmases fr

i rlly do love my parents <3

(they don’t know it yet, but i am their adopted daughter <3)

some extras !!

i don’t know where to put this, especially since i thought of it afterwards i wrote all of,,,,, that lol

ariana would def convince byakuya to dance w her during the get together

he would refuse at first (bc y’know,,,, he’s him lmao), but after he’s convinced, he would lowkey go all out

byakuya’s byakuya, what did u expect lol

a togami never opts out of a challenge 😠

but honestly, he & ari would eat 😌

also, dani’s dating seokjin (a bts member teehee 🙈), but you know what ????

namjoon is the park sisters’ cousin,,,, & he’s seokjin’s bandmate 💀

so just IMAGINE how funny it would be once they see each other after going on break SKENHRKDM

“lol i kinda forgot that u were a part of their family, joon” - seokjin, probably

(and yes, hina is there too don’t worry)

n e ways, that’s all !

merry christmas, y’all !! :))

(have fun with the hcs i’ll probably post once ari gets pregnant next month 👁👁)

[how-queerious]

*reaffixes clown shoes* *adjusts wig* *honks clown nose*

HERES HOW BUDDIE CAN STILL WIN

(this is 90% shitpost. i honestly speaking think ana and eddie are quite cute as a couple, and shes a really lovely character who they better not relegate to only a love interest)

(breakdown below the cut because holy hannah this post got LONG)

okay so first lets state the obvious. We all know the juxtapositions between buck and ana in regards to chris; "he needs to know his limitations" vs *researches/helps build an adaptive skateboard for chris* being the long established of the two, while the latter is the not being ready for ana to meet chris vs whatever that whole domestic scene was when eddie came home from the date (WHAT WAS THE REASON). Ana either holds back with chris or (inadvertently) makes eddie feel insecure in his parenting (eddie feeling like he isnt being realistic with chris, or tht hes pushing too hard/hurting chris with moving on after Shannon's death). Buck however encourages eddie in his parenting, helping eddie figure out how to adapt the world for chris rather than forcing chris to adapt to the world/give up on things that he cant do like the other kids, and reassuring him that chris will come around, being there for both of them. it feels off to me that despite all of these contrasts, eddie and ana are supposed to be endgame over buck and eddie.

second point of mine is shifting over to buck. i hope that buck and taylor don't end up romantically involved, and i dont think they will. a point that was emphasized in 4x08 (our reintroduction to taylor) was not buck moving into romance. his character's focus was in his friendships; with albert, with eddie, with chris, and with taylor. its even emphasized that taylor is in need of a friend, not a partner. i dont think with how their interactions went, and with their history, that those two will end up as partners. that, and buck could really use a friend outside the 118. this has been emphasized. as much as i don't like taylor from s2, she seems to have grown a lot (not unlike buck) in the past 2 years. she and buck could make really friends, something that both they and everyone in the world could use.

my third point kinda circles back to the parallels/juxtapositions thing. the waves of buck and Eddie's friendship versus with their respective romantic interests are intriguing. buck and eddies friendship started off with tension between buck and eddie before being very positive, dipping at the lawsuit and coming back afterwards. each of their relationships romantic interests have done the opposite; initial attraction, followed by tension, followed by a more positive period. neither have gotten to another true tension point (though perhaps you could consider what happened with taylor in 4x08 such, but its much less significant that say the lawsuit or the shit that happened in dosed). this is less of a true point and more of just an Inch Resting thing to note.

my next point circles back to something i brought up in the first paragraph; buck and Eddie's very domestic scene following eddie and Ana's (frankly speaking kind of weird) date. until buck mentions the date, that scene very much reads as romantic. the way buck comes around the corner, and they way he looks softly at eddie throughout. the much more natural way eddie smiles around buck in that scene, and the gentle and fond tone he uses throughout. this scene following ana mentioning that there hasn't been anyone since shannon, and eddies reaction to her saying that, is very odd. the order that scenes fall in and the fact that buck is always there for eddie and chris seems to be no accident, and its well worth considering.

my final point centers around my literal favourite character in the whole of television; christopher diaz, who i would walk through hell for. speaking of walking through hell for chris, do you know who else would do that? eddie and buck. everyone at this point knows The Scene™️ in the searchers. eddie nearly directly saying the buck loves chris like his own kid, and heavily implies that chris and eddie both feel the same way about the matter. despite the fact that ana was already chris's teacher, the relationship between her and chris of them doesn't even come close to the beginning of his and bucks. couple that with the skateboard incident, buck watching chris during the date, and chris and bucks (heart-rending) conversation following chris running right to buck? you have a very interesting view. notable other scenes include chris at the station while they wait for pepa to get off work, and the scene where eddie unplugs the wifi following the Hildy shenanigans.

anyways, like i said at the beginning of all this, everything of what i said here was 90% shitpost. as much as my heart wants it, i dont believe that buddie with become canon ( :[ ). i do love ana, and taylor doesnt seem nearly as bad as she used to be (also they are both very hot and i am a simple woman).

[hollyhomburg]

*bows in your presence* THOSE SANDCASTLE SNIPPETS WE ARE NOT WORTHY

because you most definitly are worthy! here are some more! be mindful of the tags in this one

SANDCASTLES: SNIPPETS IN SEQUENCE (4)(yoonminjoonseok x Reader) (omegaverse au)

TAGS: anorexia, suicidal thoughts, alcoholism mention, themes of addiction, themes of attempted suicide, toxic mindsets, alpha! namjoon, Alpha! hoseok, Alpha! yoongi, Omega! jimin, Omega! reader

summary: after you leave, their relationship falls apart- and each of them chooses a different vice in your absence. 

a/n: please be mindful of your triggers for this snippet, some of its pretty heavy. i meant to be more verbal about jimin’s anorexia in the begining of the story but forgot, so it’s mentioned here because this section was actually written first in the whole story. the chareters in this dont always act in the best way- just fyi, they’re not always going to act well in this part especially. 

- Because the apartment inside doesn’t feel like it used to- try as he might it doesn’t feel like home anymore, because you’re not there and everything is slowly falling apart- has been for months, and now Jimin feels like he’s falling apart too. slowly, the loneliness and missing you cracking open his chest day by day. 

- It feels like he’s been watching a train wreck in slow motion since you left. and he can’t honestly say that he hasn’t missed you or thought about you- every single day. 

- Yoongi still produces songs- but only does so when he’s sober, which isn’t very often anymore. 

- Most of the time Jimin can find him in one of the bars down the street. jimin braves them to get his boyfriend back as The alphas leer at the pretty and tiny blond omega that’s just looking for his boyfriend. Most nights, Yoongi puts himself so deep in the bottle he can’t feel his toes anymore let alone how much his heart hurts. 

- Sometimes, when the rooms spinning so bad, Yoongi can almost feel what it felt like to kiss you like he’s completely knocked off his feet. he remembers feeling so strung out and intoxicated. and even whiskey is a poor comparison to what it felt like to kiss you.  

- He still feels something like that when Jimin picks him up off the barstool and settles his tab. Even when he leans into his omega’s neck and runs his nose across his pulse point. Yoongi giggles. He always giggles when he’s drunk.

- He thinks about the fact that you left them and he laughs,  he thinks about the fact that Namjoon hasn’t been home in 3 days and he laughs, he takes a look in the mirror and he laughs until he can’t breathe because how the hell does someone fuck up this bad?

- Out of all of them Hoseok is definitely the most straight up depressed. At first, he was fine- emboldened maybe, he didn’t stop at trying to find you for the first month, texting you a full-on a letter every day, every time he was reminded of you. pictures and anything, anything to feel like it wasn’t too late. anything to feel like he was doing something- and not just watching the rest of their relationship fall apart.  He even walked around at night in the hope of running into you, even though he knew in all likely hood you weren’t even in the same city anymore. 

- Hoseok has said he’s sorry more times than he thinks he ever told you he loved you, and says sorry to Namjoon and yoongi and to jimin again and again, as many times as he can. jimin ignores hoseok at first, he dosent want to hear it- he dosent want to hear that hoseok loves him even, especially since he knows what that love has cost him. 

- Jimin stays angry at him for the first month, but then one night he comes in from his walk, smelling like the warm summer and the city air, and they both crumple into each other holding on until their fingernails leave half-moons in each other’s skin. Hoseok knows that he just can’t hold hoseok at arms lenght anymore- as much as Hoseok hurt them and hurt you Jimin needs him. jimin can’t hate hoseok- as much as he might want to. 

- But then- with the studio that practically runs it’s self as his only reason for getting out of the house, he starts spending a lot more time indoors, and when he’s home he’s never watching TV, he’s too emotionally tired and exhausted to move, so he just lies in bed, wishing that he would disappear, wishing that someone would lock him away somewhere cold and quiet where he couldn’t hurt the people he loves anymore. He deserves it. even if Jimin hasn’t repeated it since that night, that fucking night, he knows he’s not really worth this love anymore. 

- He knows the others know- maybe he’s just too pathetic right now to break up with. Maybe they’re just waiting until he’s more stable. 

- Sometimes Jimin convinces him to come to the kitchen when Namjoon’s home. Hoseok doesn’t smile like he used to, and Jimin finds him more than once- his eyes lingering too long on something sharp. or he flinches when Namjoon turns the news on- on one of the rare days where he came home to shower or sleep in their apartment. 

- But he only flinches as acts cagey during certian times, Jimin realizes one day, his blood running cold. he only acts that way When they mention suicide. 

- Jimin pays closer attention to Hoseok. 

- Namjoon has basically started living at his office, though he hardly ever sleeps there- or sleeps at all. No matter how many people are in the bed at home it always feels too cold. So Namjoon substitutes actual energy with coffee and as much casework as he can logically handle, it doesn't matter what hour it is as long as he’s working and his mind is free of thoughts of you. 

- Jimin is a frequent spectator in his office as he watches Namjoon slowly turn from anxious and angry to sad. He brings him food when he thinks he might be forgetting to eat and brings him a pair of clothes when he doesn't come home for long stretches. Every time namjoon’s secretary thanks jimin.

-  Until one time she asks about you- it’s been a while since she anyone other tht jimin and Jimin devolves into sobs so quickly that he can't even speak. Namjoon is at the door, pulling off his tie in a single motion. as he answers his secretary with as soft a voice as he can before he takes jimin back into his office. “y/n left us 2 months ago”

- Jimin spends the rest of the day curled up in the hollow of namjoon’s couch, the settet in his office usually meant for his clients. looking out the window as the city slowly turns from balmy summer day into cool night. 

- Namjoon wakes him with a kiss on his cheek and a quiet smile, “let's go back, yeah?” Jimin can't help but notice how not even Namjoon uses the word home anymore. 

- Namjoon comes home with jimin that night, for the first time in nearly a week he steps inside his own home. Jimin quickly goes to use the restroom while Namjoon takes off his shoes and hangs up his expensive suit jacket.  

- Jimin finds Yoongi passed out on the bathroom floor- but peculiarly a blanket over his shoulders and a cold towel on his neck as he snores softly. Jimin’s puzzled for a moment before he realizes that it must have been left by Hoseok. 

- In the darkness of the apartment Namjoon registers Hoseok on the balcony. At first he thinks it’s strange that he didn’t bother to turn the light on, not looking at the sky but looking at the ground with a feeling like longing.  

- Namjoon put’s two and two together- and it feels like someone’s just electro shocked his heart back to life after a heart attack. 

- “Hobi!” Namjoon wrenches open the balcony door, dragging Hoseok back into the living room, arms around his shoulders. He lets out a single aborted whine but   moves with him. Moves lifelessly, his eyes still dropped looking empty and so desolate.

- “What are you thinking about Hoseok? Where you going to-” his throat closes around the word, as namjoon gently sits him  down on the couch and paces. trying not to let his ajitation show. Jimin comes at the shout, and when Namjoon berates Hoseok he watches with wide eyes, and puts two and two togeather.  

- “Where you going to jump?” jimin says in a quiet voice- because fuck, he almost screwed up again and Hoseok flinches and looks away from them- and it’s as much on an admission as they need. His fingers tightening into fists. “i was going to- i was just thinking-” he rubs angrily at the furious tears, fuck this right now- this is also his fault. hoseok just keeps fucking up dosent he. 

- Jimin and Namjoon yell at him but he never gives it up. Never tells them that he was surely thinking about jumping, any more than that. The next day Namjoon takes a day off work and installs a lock on the balcony door. it might not be the most- personal aproach, but he dosen’t know what elce to do. 

- he puts the key next to your old key in your mug that still sits on the mantle, growing dusty. So that if Hoseok wants to unlock the balcony again he’ll have to look at pictures of all of them. And realize what he’ll be leaving if he does it. 

- They sign Hoseok up for therapy, and they make him go, even if its not healthy. 

- Jimin ferries himself in-between everyone, His caregiver instincts are thrown into overdrive in general. Occasionally when Namjoon comes home early in the morning or very late at night he finds jimin cringing over a dinner he’d made hours ago, not a single bite eaten. 

- And every single time Jimin asks Namjoon “are you leaving us too hyung?” and every time Namjoon answers that no, of course he’s not.  But the omega’s sense of self-esteem has been ruined by the last few months, and now he doesn’t believe Namjoon, not the second time he says it or the third or the tenth.

- His emotions are sharp, and in the time since you’ve left- without even a text to let jimin know you where alive-  Jimin starts to wonder if it could be his fault that you left. Maybe he didn’t love you enough- fuck his past self for ever choosing hoseok over you, even in the lsight way he had during your argument. Maybe you were his other half and he wasn’t yours. 

- Maybe if he had been a skinnier- or prettier boyfriend you wouldn’t have left him. Maybe it was too late to get you back, but it wasn’t too late to make sure the others never left. he couldn’t take care of you well enough to keep you then he certainly isn’t going to be careless enough to lose anyone else. 

- Jimin has always been good at hiding things- he hid his feelings for you for ages for peat's sake. And it’s not like it’s really hard to hide the fact that he’s not eating. Yoongi’s too drunk half the time to notice anything but a bottle and Hoseok is so wrapped up in his own self hate that he doesn’t notice that Jimin never eats with him anymore.  The only one who he really has to hide from is Namjoon, but he’s home so irregularly that It’s not hard to say that he ate at a reasonable time, and it’s even easier for Namjoon to believe him when he says that. 

- But he’s stringing himself out and Namjoon can see that, not the anorexia that’s come back to jimin, but the tiredness. jimin is so exhausted, he always wears one of the alphas sweaters, to keep away the cool chill that hasn’t left him. it could just be his anorexia, but jimin really hasn’t felt warm since you left.    - Even Yoongi can in the few moments that he’s sober anymore and Jimin isn’t running a hand down his back as he vomits his guts up into a toilet, when a hangover isn’t dragging him down into the ocean of sadness like a led weight and Yoongi confides himself to the bed and subsequently, Hoseok’s arms.  

- But he sees the bags hanging on Jimin's eyes. and similarly, Yoongi’s hands start to shake in the morning. Jimin notices.

- They try to convince Yoongi to stop drinking. This results in more than one terrible fight that ends with Yoongi breaking glasses and slamming a door. But Jimin still washes the vomit off of him in the mornings. This time with Namjoon helping him pull the rapper into bed. 

- The therapy slowly starts to help Hoseok get out of bed more. Soon Jimin doesn’t have to bribe him with waffles or pancakes or a stop at an ice-cream store on their way home, (Jimin is determined to feed Hoseok even if he can't quite muster himself to eat most days) and soon Namjoon and Jimin don’t even have to walk him to the meetings too make sure he goes. he gets on medication, and it helps. it really does. 4 months after you leave, hoseok can belive most days, that it’s going to be okay. 

- in the evenings, he and jimin sit on the couch, and talk about you more than they ever did when you where here, the memories that they don’t want to forget, the happy times. both of them make kisses out of their sad smiles. at least until they decide it’s time to go get yoongi. he usually never lets them drag him out of a bar if its before 1am. sometimes, hoseok goes with him just to keep track of him.  

- Namjoon makes the decision to take less casework when he sees how his family is falling apart with Jimin barely keeping them afloat. Namjoon tells him how thankful he is, and apologizes one night when they’re walking to drag Yoongi back from a bar. Only to be startled out of the most intimate conversation they’ve had in months by a tangle of shouts and the unmistakable sound of a fist hitting a face with fervor. 

- They run into Yoongi’s usual bar, Omela’s, to find him grinning and laughing with a split lip and saying, “come on? Didn’t anyone ever teach you how to fight I’m sure you can hit harder than-“ they both watch with horror, frozen as Yoongi gets hit again, the sound a crack as Yoongi chuckles through the blood in his mouth. Namjoon holds the other man back as Jimin picks Yoongi up through his tears and tries to steady him, dragging him out of the door with his limited strength, his arms protesting, atrophied. 

- as Namjoon bites his tongue and manages to placate the bartenders, bouncers, and the other man who’s getting dragged out of the bar too. Namjoon takes Yoongi from Jimin just as black spots start to dance in his vision, in the same moment that Yoongi decides to vomit on Jimin’s shirt.

- “I’m sorry minnie” Yoongi says, so delirious at this point that he doesn't realize that he’s changed hands. looking up at namjoon and licking at his bloody lip, “oh! joonie!” 

-Jimin wipes his hands on the concrete before he groans and just asks to go home. Hoseok materializes in the doorway with a broom when they spill inside. lately, he’s taken to cleaning as a way to distract himself and drops everything to help Namjoon get yoongi to the bathroom without getting throw up on the walls. dabbing at his split lip with a cold cloth. 

- Tired in the entryway, jimin’s so lethargic that he takes his shirt off right there, after toeing off his shoes. He throws it away, electing that the thick sweater was not worth saving, it’s yoongis- so jimin cant imagine he’ll get angry at jimin for throwing it out. He goes to their walk-in closet so delirious as his eyes drift to your side of the closet. 

- It’s still empty after all these months, with only Namjoon’s old sweatshirt hanging, and the shirt of jimin’s that you loved to wear to sleep folded on your shelf. Jimin picks it up, thinking for a moment, wondering if he should let you go and wear It again. maybe holding onto you in his memory is worse then letting you go. 

- In the quietness of his contemplation he doesn’t hear Hoseok walking behind him, he’s carefully holding an overfull cup of tea, as his eyes flicker up to look at jimin’s bare body, he slips, the cup dropping to the floor in shock. 

- its been months since hoseok has seen jimin without a shirt. and Hoseok can see every single one of jimin’s ribs. his sternum a sharp plank, his skinny jeans that used to be so tight they were almost painful are hanging off his hips attached only by the tightest setting on his belt. Jimin turns, sees Hoseok standing there open-mouthed, a single tear slipping out of the side of his face, Jimin scrambles to tug a baggy black sweatshirt over his shoulders and push past Hoseok without looking at him. 

- This starts their worst fight in months when Hoseok follows jimin to the kitchen, and Jimin tries to throw off hoseok’s hands as he shouts at him to stop for a second. Namjoon and even yoongi hear, though Namjoon puts yoongi in  bed (and on his side) before he goes to see what this fight is about. Namjoon and Hoseok argue with Jimin late into the next day, finally convincing him to at least take some supplements before he goes to bed. 

- “I'm really fine- theres nothing to worry about.” And “I’m perfectly healthy Hyung” and “stop being so fucking overbearing” are things that get said before they finally convince him to at least take some supplements before he goes to bed. 

- when he wakes up he finds a plate full of his favorite fruits and vegetables (they know him well enough that they won't try to give him protein this early in the recovery process- the first time they had helped him through this it had taken him a month to even eat something as colorie heavy as eggs)

- Hoseok sits with him until he’s finished at least half of it.  

- Despite the fact that Namjoon’s really the only one left on even ground, Hoseok steps in to watch Jimin, even managing to convince him to go to therapy a few times, though it’s short-lived, because if there’s one thing that Jimin hates more than anything it’s someone that doesn’t know him butting into his personal business.

- Like Hoseok, Jimin slowly gets better. In the mornings: Hoseok slowly runs his hands over Jimin's sides, a way to remind himself that he has people who are counting on him, and he can’t slip into the dark place of self-loathing he was in before. Though he’s not really out- he still has the days where he finds himself staring at the balcony door and the days where he couldn’t get out of bed. 

- Hoseok talks to Namjoon about moving, and they decide that yes- it’s time for a move for all of them. 

- And they find an actual house, one that’s a little way out of the city but surprisingly not so much longer of a commute with the train station being just down the street, with lots of windows and a balcony like before (but on ground level) and even a garage, as well as a small vegetable garden in the back. There's two spare rooms- one that Namjoon plans on making into a studio for yoongi- not that he’ll really use it. 

- Yoongi grumbles through the entirety of it- he’s the only one who’s against the move at first- he’s reluctant to move so far away from the bars, he’s lost a lot of weight too, especially since he’s been vomiting up more than usual. All it takes is a few drinks.

- Jimin understands it- kind of, how expelling food from one's body feels like purging bad thoughts and regaining just a little bit of control of this situation that they’ve all found themselves in. He hopes that restarting their life in a new location will help steady Yoongi. 

- they all have their addictions, for jimin it was starving himself, for Namjoon it was work, for yoongi is was alcohol, and for Hoseok it was sadness and self-hurt so deep he was determined to drown himself in it. to be so far submerged that he didn’t have to face the fact that he fucked up. It had taken him weeks to pull himself out of that- and now he was determined to drag yoongi out of the puddle too. 

- They get to packing up their whole life, the whole apartment. leaving their closet for last. that fucking closet. Jimin sees your sweatshirt of namjoon’s hanging in that god damned closet that’s always been too small. but regardless of that- He remembers how happy you were to move into this place with them. how you looked around every corner with amazement. he remembers clearing out this cubby for you to put a few things, before you’d moved out of your last apartment. 

-  jimin shows up to namjoons office holding it, crying so hard he can barely see.  barging in with a meeting that wasn’t so important, and Namjoon barely catches jimin when his knees give out, as he begs Namjoon to not move, to not buy the house and leave your little box of an apartment below the stars, because if they move out- you won't have any way to find them. 

- Namjoon pulls out of the deal to buy the house that day, with his hands shaking as everything rushes for him, all of the emotions that he’d been shoving down and ignoring over the last few months coming to the surface and no matter how hard he swallows they just bubble up. namjoon rubs at his eyes until his skin starts to hurt.  

- and when they get home and tell yoongi and Hoseok, yoongi tries to leave immediately for the bars, “you're a fucking idiot if you think drinking yourself into an early grave will stop this from hurting” namjoon sobs, and for the first time yoongi stops dead in his tracks, stepping out of his shoes, 

- joon doesn't cry often, but everything been so bad recently and as much as it hurts all he wants is his family to be whole again. And while that will never happen without you- he can at least try to keep what's left of it afloat “can’t you see that we need you? that I need you?” he pleads, his watery eyes filled with longing as he looks at yoongi in the doorway.

-  And for the first time, yoongi turns back around and falls into namjoon’s arms, Hoseok and Jimin join in, and the four of them kiss each others faces trying to brush tears away. 

- Before if they all ended up sleeping in the same bed together it was an accident perpetrated by one or more of it’s inhabitance being so intoxicated, sad or stressed that it hardly felt like the bed was full. But that night Jimin curls up on top of namjoon’s chest and Hoseok and yoongi curl on either side of Namjoon. And he feels a little suffocated but he also feels a little better. Like for the first time they can survive you leaving them. 

- They have peace for around a week before Namjoon gets called away on a case a few city’s away, he’s reluctant to leave his family, especially since they all seem stable for once. Yoongi hasn’t had a drink in almost 6 days, and though he’s spent most of the last week shaking under a heated blanket while he barks insults at anyone who walks through the door with a biting sarcasm. he does go to AA once, maybe even twice a day when he can find a meeting. Jimin goes with him always, and Hoseok has returned to working at his dance studio full time. 

- But Jimin assures him (after finishing a full bowl of cereal without being prompted) that he can handle Yoongi. And Namjoon relents, because it will only take him a week or two.   

- And Namjoon gets on the plane with a week's worth of clothes, unbeknownst to him- heading straight for the city where you currently reside.

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(this is where the majority of my highly edited words for this story stop; and i have a few snippets left but nothing of this lenght)

[angeltrapz]

oosdkk dude im sorry ur mood dropped too.. i hope u feel better soon <3 but like i wld love 2 hear more abt ur thoughts on Art in general bc Boy Is He Interesting, and also a lil more abt Daniel coming out as nonbinary to his dad (whether he knows Eric is trans or not at that moment skjdfhdskf)! + if ur feelin it just more abt Mallick in general ESP cuz we agree that Brit doesn't make it thru V

djhfjdks thank u sm <3

okay Art first. I genuinely wonder abt him so much, something in specific I think abt is that aside frm Amanda (+ Eric, obviously, but talkin abt disciples) Art is one of the only trap victims EVER 2 be tested twice and it’s like... what’s that abt? Why? as u’ve said b4 it rly depends on how you personally view his character: whether he’s a disciple or not. fr me, both options are equally plausible, n honestly I don’t rly confine myself to either; it sorta depends on what I’m feeling/writing. if we’re talking abt art being a disciple, then the Spinecutter not going off (one of my BIGGEST questions) makes total sense, as Hoffman’s side of the trap was never set up to work either, + Jigsaw disciples have a history (aside from Lawrence) of appearing as victims in other tests/traps. if he were not just another pawn and was in fact a disciple himself, then the Spinecutter was never meant to go off - it was there just to make Eric think it COULD go off/make it look convincing to outsiders. which brings me to ANOTHER question: what does Art know abt Eric? does he know anything? what does he think of Eric?

(lil side note: if Art is a disciple, then I kinda wonder if it’s a lil bit of a Hoffman + Lawrence situation where Hoffman didn’t know abt Art either? just bc he looks so shocked when he sees Art’s face fully fr the first time... that could’ve just been acting on Hoffman’s part but IDK. food fr thought)

personally, I feel like Art probably does know a lil bit abt Eric - at the very least, he’d know tht Eric had been previously tested + failed by John’s rules, but then I feel that he wld also know Eric didn’t rly have a chance in his second test. that is why Art trying so fucking hard to keep Eric alive is interesting 2 me: what is his motivation 2 do that? like he’s been told Eric’s basically just there to get Rigg to participate, he doesn’t have any personal obligation or anything like that. sure, the aim is to keep Eric alive + see if Rigg can pass his “test,” but nobody said anything about grabbing a man you barely know around his ankles to keep him frm hanging himself w a noose made of chains. nobody said anything abt speaking to him so softly, not even raising your voice beyond saying “hey,” and asking him do you understand? when you tell him to keep still and prevent him frm killing his counterpart (which, if Art is a disciple, he knows it won’t, but he still speaks to Eric so softly, so compassionately, doesn’t he?)

nobody said anything abt grabbing him around the waist and steadying him again after being punched by said man. but Art does that. he stabilizes Eric’s feet on the ice as best he can and he keeps his hips straight and he basically says “look, we’re all stuck here, you need to keep it together ‘til that clock counts down if you want us to live, but I’m giving you a choice,” and he presses the gun w the single bullet into Eric’s hands and tells him it’s up to him. nobody said Art had to care but he does, I think, and it’s just like. he really didn’t have to keep Eric alive over the course of Rigg’s test. he didn’t. but he did and I just,, where does it come from? why does he care? this is even going beyond the fact that we’ve talked abt them being together after their test in a scenario where they both survive - I just think that Art at his core is a very stubborn but very compassionate person, whether he wants 2 be or not. like he HAS to know that kind of involvement cld prove to be extremely detrimental but he cares. I feel like that says a lot abt him (even if he does call Eric an asshole a couple times while doing it,,).

plus I also just. I think his reason for being tested (as it seems to be in most cases) is extremely flimsy. he was doing his job. he’s a LAWYER. often times it has nothing 2 do w personal feelings; they’re there to do their job and sometimes, unfortunately, that is defending possibly reprehensible people (in cases like Rex’s & Ivan’s). + John was already upset w him regarding their argument abt the urban renewal group so like it just feels So Very Petty, y’know?? even in the scenario where he IS a disciple, testing him twice seems entirely like John having a personal vendetta against him. Amanda is the only other person to be tested twice aside from Eric, so like. what. is that abt Mr. Kramer.

like I’ve said b4 in dms one could argue that Art is grey morally, bc we never rly see anything of him outside of flashbacks + acting as a test controller in IV, esp given that he... rly doesn’t seem too bothered abt it all? which is fair. but I also feel like the concern he shows towards Eric is smth to be considered as well.

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+ YESS NONBINARY DANIEL I know I’ve mentioned it b4 but for reference, I read Daniel as masc nonbinary (he/they)! so I feel like Daniel wld b pretty comfortable w his identity, he’s never rly had a reason not to be (it’s rly anyone’s guess here tho bc we never see Eric + Daniel + Kate... as a family unit, for obvious reasons), so I feel like he’s vry chill abt it? and in the scenario where Eric survives n is dating Adam, I feel like Daniel wld talk 2 him abt it first (Adam is an adult they quickly come to trust + he’s vocal abt being trans himself so there’s that added layer of understanding - other than his mom maybe Adam might b the first person they come out 2). they’re just kinda like “so I wanna tell my dad I’m nonbinary but like I’ve literally never thought abt coming out what do I do” and Adam’s just like. Aha. bc he knows Eric is Also Trans so like, he doesn’t tell Daniel that bc it’s not his info to share, but he’s definitely like “oh it’ll totally be fine. trust me you have no reason to worry” so Daniel’s just like Okay. I Got This

+ I know I mentioned this in dms but Daniel wld absolutely wear those floral ripped hem skirts over jeans, so I feel like on one of his visits to his dad’s, he just. wears that combined w a completely random niche graphic tee he bought when shopping w Adam (I adore this hc n I am Holding Onto It) n is just like. not super open abt it bc he doesn’t know what to expect? he just kinda waits fr Eric to comment on it but when he doesn’t, Daniel gets nervous n is like “do I look okay?” and Eric’s rly chill abt it, like “yeah! it looks vry cool, vry alternative.” n like Daniel is relieved, of course, but also he’s just like God Pls Say Something so he just comes out w it like “okay this is not working. I’m nonbinary.”

and he’s COMPLETELY SHOCKED when Eric is just like “oh why didn’t u say so? do u have a different name u wanna go by? is Daniel still okay?” bc he wasn’t sure how much Eric knew, so he’s just like “uh no Daniel is still good, he/they pronouns though” and Eric’s just like alright cool but internally Daniel’s just like ??????

n THAT is when Eric asks him 2 come sit out on th front steps w him n is just like. “I don’t think I ever told u this but I’m trans. I transitioned during training in my early 20s” n Daniel is nodding while internally he’s like Adam I’m gonna throttle u. he worked himself up fr NOTHING. he just kinda laughs abt it and Eric is like “are u good?” ‘cause he’s a lil worried but then Daniel just smiles and is like “yeah I’m fine! just realizing I had nothing 2 be worried abt” and it’s a rly good moment fr them. they sit out there together talking abt their experiences for quite a while n at some point Adam steps outside 2 find them deep in conversation + he just smiles n goes back inside bc he cares abt them both so much and seeing them talk like that makes him so 💞💞 (Eric is SO PROUD u can see it on his face)

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ohhh gosh Mallick,,, I spend a lot of time thinking abt him actually. he’s just one of those characters I feel vry connected to (me 🤝 Mallick: Ambiguous Disorder 💕) n one I got surprisingly attached to? hello (he IS one of my f/os)

I feel like Mallick is a very lonely person at his core. the way he sort of clings to Brit (w out the whole like. adrenaline of being in very very real danger w ppl trying to kill u SEVERAL TIMES) somewhat confirms this fr me. this is someone who has no reason to look out fr him, no reason to keep protecting him when their fellow captives hit him over th head w a club or attempt to push him into a bathtub to ELECTROCUTE him, but she keeps doing it and he’s just. in awe of it a little bit? ‘cause she could just let Charles knock him tf out or let Luba push him in but she fights for him, some1 she has no obligation to n met fr the first time literally when they woke up.

the moment they share b4 they stick their arms into the saws to activate the 10 Pints of Sacrifice is so very vulnerable and maybe even a little tender. yes he calls her a monster, yes she calls him one back, neither of them deny it. it’s an admission and an acceptance. they’re monsters, sure, fine, okay. but they are monsters and they are in this together. Brit tells Mallick it’s okay when he says he can’t do this alone. she says okay, okay, it’s okay, we’ll go together. and they help each other secure their tourniquets and they stick their hands in together bc it’s the two of them, literally hand in hand, fighting for their lives n for each other n they’re in so so much pain but they are doing it TOGETHER. I lose it thinking abt it!!! they even have a head bonk moment!!! I very much feel like it has some cinematic parallels to Adam & Lawrence’s moment in SAW 2004!!!!

+ as u mentioned, we both share the thought that Brit likely died since she wasn’t present at Bobby’s meetings, and. I want to touch on how fucking despondent and lost Mallick looks when we see him again in 3D. lights on but no one’s home. I feel like for Mallick, losing Brit was losing the first chance at a real connection he’s had in god knows how long - and for him, that’s just very shattering. he’s been thru hell, he’s watched three people die right in front of him, he sawed his ARM IN HALF, n the person he went through all of that with didn’t make it. but he did. and I feel like for Mallick that’s just like... he doesn’t understand it. but he feels even lonelier than he ever has b4 because the One Person who was there w him thru it all, the one person who could ever possibly understand what happened that night, is gone.

the Mallick we see in V would NEVER sit down n willingly listen to Bobby Dagen’s bullshit abt loving yr scars n taking pride in the fact u survived. he wld hate that man with a passion n I am very much sure of this. the fact that he’s sitting in that chair looking numb and glassy-eyed and silent? Mallick is trying to find some1 to connect to, find a place where maybe he belongs. trying to fill that hole that losing Brit made. why else wld he be sitting there, listening to someone he would ordinarily tell to shove his self-love bullshit up his ass? he’s lost. he’s just trying to keep his head above water and find a way to shore even though everything in him is fighting not to. he’s adrift without her.

+ ALTERNATIVELY, bc the reality of that is just. crushing n maybe not where I needed 2 go, in the scenario where Brit survived + just doesn’t want to put up w Bobby’s bullshit, I imagine them to actually move in together after a lil bit of time getting 2 know each other better w out the pressure of “oh god we’re gonna die.” she kinda helps him build up a sense of self-worth bc GOD it’s practically non-existent n thinking abt possible reasons why makes me sad. she’s definitely just like “no, you do deserve to be cared for and you deserve help when you need it, you deserve good things n to be happy.” she just kinds shuts it down while still making sure to talk 2 him abt WHY he feels that way (she’s not dismissing, but she’s trying to nip it in th bud) n Mallick is just like. huh. bc no one’s really done that fr him before. but it rly does end up helping in the long run, even if it is a very slow pace toward actually getting 2 a place where he recognizes his own worth + realizes he deserves all the things he wants Brit 2 have too. they’re there for each other thru thick n thin and if they made it thru their game, they can make it thru anything.

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Ground Zero reads Thirst Tweets

A/N: Hey guys, this is a collab with @pinky-the-elephant-room​ !! This is the first part, and the second part can be found here! Her part is NSFW so since i’m a SFW blog we thought it would be best to split the parts! So here’s my contribution! 

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

You walked inside the studio, thanking the heavens that it was cooler than it was outside. Greeting the producers of the setup, you gladly made your way by the set to see two stools placed side-by-side in front of a blue backdrop. 

“Hello, Seize-san! Thank you so much for coming in today, I am Hana and I’m here to help you through this!” You grinned at the young woman who walked up to you. She was short stature and plump figure and gave off the impression of a warm and welcoming personality. Instantly putting you at ease.

“Thank you so much for having me! It’s an honor to be showcased here, along with another hero! You guys are truly kind to grant the opportunity to work alongside you, and please, call me (l/n).”

She nodded enthusiastically, grinning at the praise from such a top hero as yourself. 

“Thank you again, (l/n)-san, come let’s get you ready for the camera! Are you in need of anything to drink, anything to snack on?”

“No ma’am, I am fine! I’m just ready for the shoot!”

“As is your partner!”

You both shared a laugh, both knowing the person you were recording with today was the opposite of ready for this.

“Oh, I’m sure that is the case, ma’am, where is he by the way?”

“He’s right behind you, stupid.”

You turned to see the annoyed blonde behind you, being escorted to the seating area close to where you were being led.

“Ah Ground Zero, good to see you haven’t blown anything up yet.”

“Shove off, hurry up so we can get this over with.”

You laughed, waving him off as the members looked on with concern.

“Don’t be rude, Bakugou! I’ll be there with you soon enough; all you have to do is be good and wait for me.” You winked, eyeing him up and down before turning back around, allowing Hana to guide you off towards your station to get ready. 

The makeup artists just refreshed your makeup and made you ready for the video. You came out of the dressing room, dressed in your usual hero costume but looking less like you’ve been running through the streets of Tokyo. Bakugou was in usual costume but without his hand gauntlet. 

 “Okay you two, we’d like to thank you for taking the time to come on set and do this showing. These tweets are real, and we just want your genuine reaction from them! We’ll try to limit the cuts to be able to ensure that real response, and don’t be afraid to let loose! These are Thirst Tweets for a reason!”

You laughed along with everyone else, except Bakugou who looked a little annoyed by the entire thing. You gave him a slight shove with your shoulders, biting your lip subtly as his gaze locked onto yours. 

“Cheer up already, this is supposed to be fun. What, do you not want to be here with me?” 

“That’s not--Shut up, shitty woman. Just get ready.” he huffed, glancing away from your stare as he mumbled back.

“Okay, starting in 3, 2…,” The cameraman pointed instead of saying one, signaling the tape was now rolling. You beamed at the camera, working your charm as you gave a little wave.

“Hi, guys! I’m, (l/n) (y/n), or better yet, Seize!”

“And I’m Bakugou Katsuki, Ground Zero.”

“And today we’re reading…,” you trailed off, looking expectantly at your partner.

“Thirst Tweets.”

“You could be a little more enthusiastic you know.”

“Oi, shut it!”

You giggle, looking deviously at the camera before swiping his mug-shaped container.

“Oi, what are you-”

“Let’s see what people are saying about our dear Ground Zero, hm? That’s alright with everyone else, right?”

The crew joyfully agreed at the twist, and with their approval, you shoved your container in Katsuki’s chest.

“All right, let’s see,” You snorted, slapping Bakugou’s shoulder as you read the first tweet, “‘I would love to be able to rip that Hero suit right off of Ground Zero and rub my face along those God-like abs. Can a man be any hotter!? Have you seen his moobs!? *dROOLING*”

“Ha!?” Bakugou looked at the tweet with narrowed eyes before looking back at the camera, “Do you know how expensive this hero suit is!? You ain't ripping shit! Plus, what the hell are moobs?”

“Oh Bakugou, half of the world's population would love to rip that suit off, myself included. Plus, those are your man boobs, and they are absolutely correct, you have the best titties I have ever seen!” You winked at the camera while throwing the paper over your shoulder, “NEXT!”

You gave your bucket a good shake, making eye contact with the confused blonde who was still stuck on your last comment.

“‘Y’all don’t understand what I would do just to have @GroundZero to choke me with a gloved hand. Or do anything to me really. He could hit me with his car, repeated use his quirk on me, give me paper cuts all over my body and throw me into a pool of lemon juice, and I’d beg for some more like yes zaddy **** my ***** up!,’ OH MY GOD.” You used one hand to hold your mouth in amusement, putting the bucket between your thighs so you could show the tweet with your now free hand. 

“You have some pretty kinky fans, Bakugou,” you teased, waving the paper in his face as he grabbed your wrist to hold it steady, staring in disbelief.

“You all are disgusting, why in the fuck would anyone do that to you? Let alone me, who the hell do you think I am!?”

“I mean, you can’t judge, can you?” 

He snaps his head to look at you, a heated glare on his face.

“The hell, of course, I can judge! These people want me to torture them, sick bastards.”

You laughed as Bakugou sucked in a sharp breath between clenched cheeks, you were thoroughly enjoying his discomfort. 

“NEXT!” You shouted, crumbling the paper and tossing it at Bakugou.

“How many of these are there?” He sighed, looking in your bucket in his hands and shaking it around.

“With the way you look there are bound to be a ton.”

“What-”

“‘If I were only able to take just Ground Zero’s jaw out on a date, I’d never be happier’ Oh that one isn’t so bad-”

“My jaw? What the hell-” He looked over your shoulder, reading the tweet.

You looked up and stared at the blessed jawline.

“That’s what it says, but I gotta disagree,” You grabbed his arm and squeezed it while smirking deviously into the camera, “These arms are better, I’d take these bad boys out for coffee over his jaw any day.”

Instead of shaking you off, you swore you felt Bakugou flex slightly under your hold and couldn’t help the shit-eating grin that overtook your face as you stared up at him through your eyelashes.

“Are you flexing, Ground Zero?”

“HAH!? NO WAY, READ THE NEXT DAMN TWEET AND GET OFF OF ME ALREADY.” He snatched his arm from your hold as you waved him off, grabbing the last tweet from the container.

“Aw guess there weren’t as many as I thought, we’re already reaching the end-”

“Good because I’m tired of these wackjobs.”

You scanned over the paper, unable to contain yourself as you busted out laughing. You knew Bakugou was glaring at you, but you couldn’t help it, you almost fell off your chair, having to once again grab his arm for support.

“This, I just- Oh my God, Bakugou you’re-HA!”

“Can you knock it off and read it before I blow your ass up!” He hissed at you, and you knew you shouldn’t have made the situation any worse than it was- but sometimes you can’t help yourself.

“Damn, I mean if you really wanna tap this ass Bakugou, how can I say no~?”

He growled lowly, glaring harshly at your face as you only winked in response. 

“Watch it, (l/n)-”

“‘Ive always been straight BUT i wish ground zero would rip me apart like he did to tht one moth villain, n after tht I have literally never questioned my sexuality so hard, I would let tht man bury his **** so far inside my *** tht i become the Queen of the f**king gays, all hail to me, GZ’s b**tch.Thts it. Thts the tweet.’ HAA.”

You felt Bakugou tense beside you, and when you looked over you saw him shaking in anger.

“Oh what, it’s charming!” You slowed your laughter down to measly chuckles, catching your breath as you were wiping tears from your eyes.

“How is that god damn charming!?” He seethed.

“You know, I can see it.”

“See what?”

“You being gay-”

“HA!? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING.”

You look back to the camera and give an innocent shrug.

“He could've fooled me, I swear I saw him checking out Deku a few missions back-” A small explosion cut you off, and you rolled your eyes.

“So dramatic, it’s no big deal. I check out Deku all the time too.”

“You fucking what?”

“Oh yea, I mean I check out Shoto too but Deku’s got a cute ass. What can I say-”

“You’re fucking pathetic.” He huffed, snapping his gaze away from where you sat.

“Sorry, was I overstepping? I’ll leave your man alone!” You teased, poking his thigh as you did.

“Goddammit (l/n), I’m not fucking gay for Deku!” He swatted your hand away, scooting as far away as he could from you.

Which wasn’t very far, seeing as he made no effort to move the stools away from each other.

“So you’re gay for-”

“NOBODY!”

“Okay okay!! Just read my tweets already, I know they’re getting antsy watching us just talk about your closeted sexuality!”

“...tch.” 

You could practically see a vein popping out of his neck, and even though you were sure he was picturing murdering you in his mind, you couldn’t help but think of how sexy it was.

You watched as he unenthusiastically pulled out a piece of paper, bored eyes scanning till they narrowed.

“You’re fucking fans are worse than mine.”

“What! Read it, I wanna hear!”

“Do I have to-”

You cut him off with a sharp look of your own, wearing him down until he sighed and did as he was supposed to. 

“‘I would pay any amount of money, or literally give up any organ-appendix, spleen, gallbladder, lungs, my damn heart, just so Seize can spit on my face and call me a worthless, good-for-nothing loser, then kick my body and walk away. It would be my honor and my greatest life accomplishment.’” He threw the paper in front of him as if it were burning his skin, once again staring at the camera in disgust.

“Wow,” You giggled, “I don’t even know how to respond. I don’t really think that’s worse than yours Bakugou, but thanks I guess?” 

“Thanks!? That’s all you’re going to say? How about I kick your ass and call you a worthless shithead myself, would that turn on all you perverts watching this, ha!?” 

You smacked his arm playfully as you tried to get him to calm down, but his heavy breathing was an indication he wasn’t having it.

“I’m sure it would-,” His head whipped to face you and you clicked your tongue at his behavior.

“Oh, c’mon don’t be a prude, these are juicy and I for one wanna keep hearing them! So, hurry up and read another one before you blow a gasket.”

“Whatever, this is fucking stupid.”

“Alright stupid, just keep going.”

He side-eyed you, grinding his teeth together in what you assumed was to hold back even more vulgar insults.

“‘Don’t kink shame me..’” Bakugou paused, a long sigh coming from him as he reluctantly continued, “...’Don’t kink shame me but it’s my goal in life to die by @Seizes thighs. Her thighs are so strong but soft looking and I swear they can crush me in an instant-’”

“Ohh that’s true. These can crush anyone.” You slapped your thighs for emphasis, a cheeky grin playing on your lips.

“Are you seriously proud of that?” He deadpanned at your joyful expression.

“Uh, yeah? What, a woman can’t be proud of her thunder thighs of steel! You're just jealous you’re not being crushed by these babies.”

“Why the fuck would I be jealous!?” 

“Cause I have amazing thighs that any man would love to be in between-”

“Next fucking tweet,” Bakugou cut you off, “‘I will eat Seize ass with a spoon, be havin’ that as breakfast, lunch, and dinner n never get tired.’ Okay but seriously what the hell is wrong with you people? With a damn spoon?”

“It’s flattering almost, don’t you think? I would be their favorite meal that they never get tired of,” You look to the camera and wiggle your eyebrows, “I mean I don’t know if I’m down for that, but if you wanna snack sometime, link up with my manager-”

“Absolutely not, don’t give these perverts any more fucking ideas.”

“Okay, dad.”

“Quit being a damn brat and just accept that these are weird and not cute, for fucks sake!”

You look to the crew behind the camera, bowing your head a bit as you spoke.

“Sorry, you’re going to have a lot of bleeps because of this big lug.”

“DON’T IGNORE ME-”

“Read the next tweet,” you extend your words in a whiny voice, “I wanna hear what else people think about me!”

You watched as Bakugou clenched his hand before relaxing, reaching inside to pull out another folded paper.

“‘@Seize is the best ever. Strong and compassionate, honestly my favorite hero by far. She’s giving the other pros a run for their money, good job and keep it up!’. Tch at least we’re done with the weird ass shit. ”

“AWHHH, you guys are so sweet! I don’t know how I match up to other heroes-”

“Tch, she matches up just fine-”

“Well, if we’re talking about boobs, especially if you compare mine to yours, I don’t stand a chance!” You reached a hand over while your body was still facing the front and squeezed one of his pectorals. 

“YOU HAD TO TURN THIS INTO SOMETHING FUCKING STUPID, DIDN’T YOU!?” He jerked away from you; eye twitching as he took ragged breaths.

“What, just stating the truth. Now, c’mon if we had the same number of tweets then this should be my last, why do I have to drag these out of you?”

“Shut the hell up,” He picked out the last piece of paper as he tossed the bucket on the ground, ignoring the way you complained about it. “‘Got damn,’ Holy hell I’m going to lose brain cells, ‘Got damn, Id suck a fart’...’suck a fart out of Seize’s ass and woul beg for more as she suffocates me, no cap. Lick her from those ankles to those thighs n back, I bet she tastes like one of those sour n sweet skittles wid the way she sweaty from beating others asses but good from the way she hot, and dat shit be the best shit u can taste. wont even say sorry, jus flip her over and eat that ass’...’#NomNomNom’”

“Wow, some of you guys are pretty creative. I mean, I can’t tell you what I taste like but if you wanna try it out, lemme know.” You giggled, winking at the camera as you made the ‘call me’ sign with your hands. 

You were waiting for another blow up from the angry blonde beside you but were surprised to see him silent. He was clenching his jaw harder this time around, eyes narrowed in fuming slits and he shook slightly by how hard his body tensed. You were about to ask if he was okay when you got the signal to end it, so you ignored it for the moment as you gave a bright smile to the camera.

“Well, that seems to be the end of this little segment, boo!,” You gave a pout, before smiling again, jumping back up and tossing an arm around your cast-mate, “Thanks for having us on today, and to end on a serious note make sure you’re staying safe out there. We all care about every single one of you, that’s why we do stuff like this, to stay connected! Have fun, be safe, and remember, be heroes! This has been Seize, along with,”

“Ground Zero.”

“Bye!”

“Cut!”

As soon as it was over, you were thrown off Bakugo’s shoulders as he stood up abruptly. You looked over in worry as he rigidly walked off and you wondered what had went wrong.

During most heavy-duty operations, which are the only type of operations you both worked together, Bakugou was always silent and calculating. He angered easily, and the time to fear him most is becomes quiet. Making a villain piss his pants with his yelling was a skill indeed, but when a villain saw that angered and dark gaze, that’s when they should be terrified. 

You tried to follow him, but you were immediately swarmed by your manager who had apologized for arriving late.

“Yes, it is alright! I understand I was able to start perfectly fine, it’s no trouble at all.”

You didn’t listen to his answer, scanning the crowd to realize you had lost the pro.

“Dammit.”

“Ne, (l/n)-sama is there something wrong?” 

“No,” You shook your head with a sigh, “Nothing at all.”

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[haikyunicorn]

hello! first of all, congratulations on 200 followers! i wish more power to your blog and to you personally. uhm, can i request for the sightseeing date for oikawa and if i may, can you put a scene where s/o prepares a mini event just for the two of them where she took him to a secluded and serene area where they could marvel at the beautiful sunset and then she would thank oikawa for being such a good s/o despite having the craziest schedule & she reminds him tht shell always be there 4 him 🥰

hi anon! thank you so much and thank you for requesting!! sorry for the delay and also sorry this ended up being 1.3k of super cheesy words and there’s like 2% of ‘sightseeing’😭 i don’t have!! self control!! but i hope you like it💖

16. sightseeing date with oikawa tooru

Oikawa Tooru had always been the perfect boyfriend. He never forgot a birthday or an anniversary, and if he couldn’t make it, he always made sure to make up for it with something twice as good. Despite his hectic schedule, he always remembered to send you good morning and good night texts if you couldn’t see each other, and always catered to your time zone for video calls. He’s constantly spoiling you with the most random, romantic gifts - usually trinkets he came across during his day and ‘reminded him of you.’ When the both of you had a disagreement, he wouldn’t let you go to bed without at least making sure you’re okay.

Sometimes you wondered if this man was even real and not a product of your hyperactive imagination manifesting a hallucination.

Which was why, when Oikawa announced his upcoming week-long break and how excited he was to spend it with you, you quickly leapt to your laptop to book some airplane tickets and make some hotel reservations to the dream destination you had talked about a few weeks ago. And by some sort of miracle, you managed to keep it a secret from your sharp-eyed boyfriend, up until 24 hours before you were due to leave. 

Oikawa gasped, eyes wide, and proceeded to pull you into a tight embrace and smother your face in countless kisses when you revealed your surprise to him, showing him the reservations you had arranged. He wouldn’t admit it to you, but he definitely felt his eyes get teary and his chest tighten as he finally figured out why you had been working longer hours than usual and spending way too much time in front of your laptop.

The both of you thoroughly enjoyed your much-needed spontaneous getaway, basically inseparable from each other throughout the entire trip. Even though you managed to get lost a few times, even though you ordered something that’s way too spicy that one time, even though people tended to stare at the pair of people who failed to hold back their giggles as they walked hand in hand down the streets, every moment you shared held a special place in your heart and would never be forgotten.

The days passed by a little too quickly for your liking. Today was the last day you would get to spend in the foreign city with Oikawa before the two of you had to leave the next morning, and you were determined to make it an extra memorable one. At least, you hoped it would be, after the multiple phone calls you had to make days before Oikawa even knew about the trip, your heart pounded at the thought of the one last surprise you had prepared for him, your nerves clawing up your throat as you contemplated whether he would like it.

Your early morning pondering was interrupted by none other than Oikawa himself as he stirred from his sleep, peeking an eye open to look at your form next to him. He lazily groaned and threw an arm around your middle, tugging you closer to him.

“Good morning, lovely,” he greeted softly, voice scratchy with sleep. 

You obliged, humming a good morning in reply as you cuddled back into his side.

“Do we have any plans today or can we sleep in ‘til lunch, Ms. Tour Guide?” Oikawa asked, nuzzling his face into your hair, eliciting a laugh out of you.

“Not many plans today, Tooru,” you informed him, “just something for later in the evening.”

“Perfect.” Your boyfriend wasted no time in throwing the blankets back over the both of you, enveloping yourselves in warmth and quietly lulling you back to sleep.

The next time you woke up, it was lunchtime. After much coaxing on your end, Oikawa and you were dressed and out the door in a little over an hour. With no specific location in mind, the both of you set off down the street and allowed your feet to take you wherever they went, eventually stopping at a local cafe to eat.

The rest of the day was spent the same way - wandering aimlessly around the unfamiliar roads, pointing out anything that piqued your interests, ducking into random shops and purchasing the strangest souvenirs. It was a few hours later when you started to subtly urge Oikawa in a specific direction nearing the edge of the city. It didn’t go unnoticed, of course, but he decided to play along and act as clueless as possible.

The sun had half-set when you finally led Oikawa to your destination, showering the city in warm orange rays. You had him promise to keep his eyes shut as you held both his hands in yours, guiding him up the ascending path and reassuring him every few steps that no, you wouldn’t let him fall over. Reaching the top of the hill, you scanned your surroundings one last time to make sure everything was in place.

“You can open your eyes now, Tooru.”

Oikawa didn’t know what to expect when he blinked his eyes open, but the sight before him truly amazed him. The view from the summit of the hill itself was spectacular enough, overlooking the entire city, the buildings and structures looking miniscule from where you were. Fairy lights were strung across a pair of trees, softly glowing and illuminating the area. A checked, blue cloth was spread on the grass underneath it, with an assortment of food prepared delicately on it and the neck of a wine bottle peeking out of a picnic basket. 

The words seemed to catch in his throat as Oikawa gaped at the scene that left him speechless. All he could do was turn to you, biting nervously on the inside of your cheek as you tried to gauge his reaction. 

“What do you think?” you asked, almost timidly.

Oikawa practically launched himself at you, his arms immediately settling around your form as he held you as tight as possible. “This is… This is beautiful, Y/N,” he finally managed to breath out.

You released your own breath you didn’t realise you had been holding. “That’s… I’m glad to hear that, Tooru,” you replied, half-laughing in relief. You paused, preparing yourself to make sure you wouldn’t stumble on your words. 

“I just wanted to thank you,” you started, pulling back slightly to look into his deep brown eyes. “You’ve always done so much for me, even though you’re so busy sometimes - and I’m not mad at that, really. I love how passionate you are and I hope you never stop chasing after your dreams.”

Once again, Oikawa could feel the tears beginning to collect behind his eyes, threatening to spill over, and the butterflies in his stomach spreading to his chest. Nevertheless, he allowed you to continue.

“But throughout all that, you never once made me doubt our relationship, or you, or myself. You make me feel so loved.”

You could feel your eyes start to water along with his, though the goofy smiles never left both of your faces.

“And I just wanted to thank you,” you declared, “compared to everything you’ve done for me, this probably isn’t much, but I just want- I need you to know that I love you and I appreciate you, Tooru.”

There wasn’t much Oikawa could do about the droplets of tears that escaped from the corners of his eyes as his heart swelled with love and adoration towards you, so much that it almost hurt. He didn’t trust his voice any longer, fearing it would tremble if he tried to speak and evoke the sobs he was desperately fighting back. Instead, he chose to lean closer towards you, lightly pressing your foreheads together before capturing your lips with his own in a tender kiss, hoping it would be enough to convey all his feelings. The both of you stayed in your embrace for a little while longer, silently relishing in each other’s presence.

In that moment, Oikawa Tooru could only think of how fortunate he was to have you, and how he couldn’t wait to pick up the diamond ring he had ordered.

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The Dancing Warrior: Water, Chapter 13

(Sokka x OC Reader)

A/n: Hey everyone! This is just a little announcement that I wanted to make. This is going to be the last chapter of Book 1 and I’m going to be taking a little break 😔......BUT don’t worry I’ll be back in a couple weeks :) I just wanted to take some time off to focus a little more on myself, school, and just debrief Book 2 and do some story outlining. Anyways I just want to thank everyone who reads my work and say that I really appreciate every single one of you who’s followed, liked, and has just been enjoying my writing so far. Y’all truly mean the world to me 🥺😭 STAY TUNED FOR BOOK 2 ✌🏼🥺💖

The blizzard was harsh against Navani’s skin as they all rod through the sky on the back of Appa’s saddle. The wind chilled her to the bone, her teeth chattering and body shaking. Whenever no one was looking her direction, she would occasionally take a deep breathe, warming herself up from the inside. Using a technique she had learned long ago, the Breath of Fire.

After spending some time in that storm, stopping every now and then to search the area, Sokka was determined to find his friend. They all were.

As Navani sat, she could only imagine what was going on in the battle back at the Tribe. It had been years since she had last been a part of a serious battle.

While going to school at the Academy, she had also been picked to train with the best masters ever known to the Fire Nation. So she could later go on to be used as a war weapon. When Meena found out what they had her daughter doing behind her back and the bullying her poor girl had been faced in the academy, she withdrawled her that second and they moved far away from the capital. There Navani spent the first of her teenage years, dancing and performing as always for people from all over, and learning to water bend. Little did she know that her mother was one of the last known Southern water benders. Then there was Katara. Navani would’ve considered herself but only her mother was from the South.

Navani had been pulled from her train of thought when she heard Katara call out.

“Look! That’s got to be Aang.” She pointed at a streak of bright light traveling through the sky.

Sokka steered Appa right in that direction and they took off.

Down below, near a cave, was Prince Zuko with Aang held hostage, tied up in some rope.

Katara took the lead and quickly knocked out Prince Zuko. While Navani and Sokka helped Aang out of the rope. Just they were about to take off, Aang paused, glancing at Zuko’s unconsious body.

Navani starred at his limp body, feeling a pang in her heart. She didn’t know why she was feeling it but she was.

“We can’t just leave him here.” Aang said, jumping off of Appa and rushing to him.

“If we do, he’ll die.” Navani continued climbing own and helping Aang take hold of the Prince.

“Yeah!” Sokka chirped, “Let’s bring the guy that’s constantly trying to kill us. That makes so much sense!”

Navani groaned, gently laying the Prince down and tying him up, “Shut up, Sokka. Would you want to be left in the middle of a blizzard to die too?”

She got no answer, looking up to see Sokka with a sour expression. While looking at each other, the moon went completely a deep crimson. The moonlight and everything around them turning blood red.

This time she groaned out of pain and not annoyance. She clutched the sides of her head. Yue and Aang doing the same as well.

“The moon spirit is in trouble.” Aang noted, rubbing his temple.

“I owe the moon spirit my life.” Yue said, quietly, “When me and my brother were born, I was very sick and weak while he was strong and healthy. He cried when he was born, like almost all babies do. But I didn’t. I was born as if I were asleep with my eyes closed.” She paused, glancing at her brother as if asking him to finish.

“The healers did everything they could. But they told our parents that she was going to die.” Hai continued, “So our father pleaded with the spirits to save Yue. And so, beneath the full moon that night, he brought her to the oasis and placed her in the water. Her hair changed from black to white, her eyes opened and she began to cry.”

“That’s when they knew everything was going to be alright. For the both of us.” Yue spoke softly, taking a hold of her brothers hand.

Hai smiled, squeezing it gently, “That’s the reason we have our names, Hai and Yue. Ocean and Moon.”

Navani gave a warm smile to the twins, despite the pain rattling around in her head. If it was this bad for her, then she could only imagine the pain Yue as going through. But typical to Navani, she pushed her pain aside, focusing on what was going on around them as they neared the Spirit Oasis.

When they arrived they were faced with Zhao himself, and couple of his guards. They all took fight stances, threathening the man from across he small pond that stood inbetween them.

“Don’t bother.” Zhao barked, raising a fist, ready to torch the sack with the fish he held in his other hand.

Navani gasped along with everyone else as they all let their guards down.

“Zhao! Don’t!” Aang called out.

Zhao chuckled evilly, “It’s my destiny to destroy the moon...and the Water Tribe.”

“Destroying the moon won’t just hurt the Water Tribe. It’ll hurt everyone, including you.” Aang pleaded softly, hands up in surrender, “Without the moon, everything will fall out of balance! You have no idea what kind of chaos that would unleash into the the world.”

Navani couldn’t help herself as she tried to keep herself still. It felt like she’d start bouncing off the walls if she hadn’t been composing herself. It had been so long since she had done anything this serious and she was letting it take a toll on her. Which is something that trained warrior doesn’t let happen. What was going no with her?

Suddenly from the side lines came General Iroh. The Prince’s uncle that was alway with him. Navani could tell he was a good man, so she never understood why he was on the bad side.

“I’m no traitor, Zhao. The Fire Nation needs the moon too. We all depend on the balance.” Iroh spoke out wisely, “Whatever you do to that spirit, I’ll unleash on you ten fold! Let it go, now!” He threatened, taking his stance.

Navani took this as her chance, following his lead, “I dare you to try it, Zhao! I’ll make you regret ever stepping foot off of your ship!”

If Navani was being honest, she was surprised to see him release the fish back into the pond. But she wasn’t surprised when he sent a strike of fire across the surface of the pond, scortching the moon fish to death. The deep red the moon had been drenched in, now gone. The moon disappearing from the sky completely.

Navani let out a gasp as she was about to inhale, getting ready to dig deep and take on Zhao. She didn’t feel pain but it felt like she was being drained from herself. Her vision went blurry as she lost her balance, groaning as Sokka attempted to catch her weight from beside him, “Navani! What’s wrong?”

Her friends quickly reacted, running in towards her to see what was happening.

She felt her conscious quickly slipping from herself as she hit the ground, Sokka going down with her. Taking hold of her body, bringing her close. He couldn’t lose her. Not like this, not now.

General Iroh did exactly as he said he would, taking on all of Zhao’s men single handed, clearing the area of any immediate danger.

He exhaled deeply when he finished, turning around to be faced with his unconscious daughter.

“Bring her here!” He called out from the opposite side of the pond.

The groups of kids carefully lead her body over, placing her gently of the grass. Katara and Aang stood solemnly by their side. Along with the twins as they held each other close. Sokka’s breath hitched in his throat as he brushed Navani’s hair from her face. He couldn’t help but think of how beautiful she looked this close. The flush that was some what visible and the way her long eyelashes rested on her cheeks.

Iroh himself wanted so badly to take hold of his daughter. It pained him to know that he couldn’t be the father that he wanted to. For years he had longed for a connection with his daughter but it wasn’t his decision. His on father had banned him from seeing his daughter when he had discovered her existence. After that the rumors spread like wildfire among the staff in the castle and eventually got out to the people. For years she had been kept a secret. A secret Iroh regretted. Especially after losing Lu Ten.

Instead, Iroh gently took hold of the lifeless fish in the pond.

“There’s no hope.” Yue weeped into her brother’s shoulder, “It’s over.” Hai tightened his embrace around his sister.

“No, it’s not over.”

Aang stepped into the pond, his eyes and arrows a glow. A bright light began to shine from the pond and he was soon sucked in. Then the water around them began to glow a deep, bright blue. It continued to spread all through out the water in the canals. Covering everything in a hue of blue. A huge wave emerged, creating a giant glowing fish creature. A blue orb in the center of it’s chest encapsaled Aang and all his glory. It marched right through the buildings and bridges, taking down any enemy in it’s path. The spirit conintued on to the outer wall, where all the Navy ships were awaiting. Ready to take down every single one.

“It’s too late.” Katara whispered, watching as Iroh held the moon fish gently in his hands.

Sokka’s hand rested on Navani’s chest, feeling the weak drum of her heartbeat. The only sign that she still had a chance of living. Even though it was faint, it was still there. That’s all that mattered to him. Sokka was going to do everything in his power to hold on to her for as long as possible and never let go again.

Both Navani and the moon fish lay limp and unconscious, the moon no where to be seen in the sky. But Yue’s blue eyes were glowing bright in the dull world tht surrounded them.

“You,” Iroh noted, turning towards Yue with hope in his heart, “You have been touched by the moon spirit. Some of it’s life is in you.”

“You’re right,” Yue perked, parting a little from her brother’s side, “It gave me life....” She moved over to lean over Sokka and peer at the limp girl in his arms.

“Maybe I can give it back.” She gently took hold of Navani’s cheek in her small hand.

She quickly stood, the idea prominent in her mind.

“Yue, you can’t.” Hai protested from his spot. He looked up at his twin sister, their identical gazes locked. The only difference was hers glowed a bright blue and his shown a gray like everyone else’s.

Sokka was also quick to react, “No, you don’t have to do that. I’m sure there’s some other way.”

“It’s my duty for my people.” She spoke, determination dripping with every word she spoke.

“I won’t let you. Your father told us to protect you both.” Sokka jumped, taking grasp of Yue’s hand while still holding Navani in his embrace.

Despite his own feelings about the situation he had gotten himself into, he wasn’t just going to let anyone walk out on him like that. He didn’t want to lose either of the girls in front of him. 

“Yue, please. We can find another way to fix everything,” Hai pleaded, his voice wavering, “I need you. I need my sister.”

She looked back over her should at her brother, “ I have to do this.”

She continued on, stepping forward, despite her brother’s pleas and letting go of Sokka’s hand. Her heart ached profusely as her brother continued to persuade her out of it. But her mind had been made already and she’s wasn’t looking back.

The young woman placed her hand tenderly over the fish’s body, closing her eyes. A bright white light began to glow as the little bit of moon spirit passed from her soul to the fish. Her soul drained slowly as the fish was revived. Hai quick to take hold of her body as it went limp.

“She’s gone.” Hai croaked, his voice shaky with emotion. He clutched his sister’s body close to his. He never thought that he would lose his twin sister so soon. The one person that really knew him, his best friend, despite their normal sibling disputes. His love for his sister was strong and everyone knew it.

Her body soon faded into the night, leaving Hai’s arms empty. But the moon fish came to live and began swimming in the pond once again in a bright glow illuminating the whole pond.

Out arised Yue and all her beauty. Floating magnificently before all of them. She ascended down to her brother, embracing him tightly, pressing their foreheads together lovingly. 

“I love you, Hai. You will always be my brother. I will always be with you.” She smiled solemnly, tears apparent in both their eyes.

“Sokka,” Her voice sang through the night as she floated towards him, “Treat her like the treasure she is. Listen to your heart and it will take you to where you want to go.” She gently took hold of his face, placing a gently peck on his cheek before ascending back into the sky. Becoming one with the night.

The moon appeared once again, hanging beautifully in the night sky. 

Navani came crashing back down, her soul returning suddenly to her body.

She let out a loud gasp as she gulped for oxygen, desperately trying to get some air in her lungs again. She shot up from where she had just been laying on Sokka’s lap. Nearly knocking heads with him while doing so. Her chest heaved and her mouth felt dry as she quickly and overwhelmingly came to her senses. She fumbled around trying to regain composure.

“Huh? Wh-What happened?” She stuttered, riling everyone up around her.

“Navani!” Sokka shouted taking a stern hold of her shoulders and grounding her in place.

“Thank goodness you’re alright.” He sighed, pulling her in for a hug. She hugged back despite her confusion. She peered around while still over his shoulder, Katara giving her a warm smile, same for Hai. Except he had tears in his eyes and someone was missing....

Yue. 

General Iroh stood off to the side again, his heart aching twice as much as before. But he swelled with happiness knowing that his only daughter was going to be ok. He had a feeling deep down that it was going to take a lot more than that to get rid of his little girl. He wallowed in the moment a little longer before sneaking off to find his nephew.

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Emotions reigned freely the next morning as everyone stood at the fore front of the palace. Over looking the entire tribe.

Navani stood, recharged from her almost fatal incident yesterday. Her gaze moving along the shore line of the beautiful location. She squinted her eyes whenever the sun shines harshly against the icy waves of the ocean. She wrapped her arms around her, bringing warmth to her cold body. As much as it pained her to leave such a wonderful place and it’s people, she was happy with getting away from the cold.

Sokka walked up to her side, hesitantly going to take hold of her hand. Navani grasped his hand gently, giving it a reassuring squeeze before resting her head on his shoulder.

“You know despite everything that happened yesterday, I still like you. A lot.” Navani pointed out, for once not feeling her heart drop into her stomach as she said so.

No real explanation needed to be said between the two of them. They both knew where they stood with one another and were both willing to do as the other needed as long as it meant they would have each other. After everything, they both wanted a clean slate to build up from, correctly this time. As to a label, they both weren’t sure if they were ready for that but their hearts were. They just needed to take things one step at a time.

“I still like you too.” He pulled away, looking into her eyes, “Let’s cherish every moment we have together.”

She gave a hearty chuckle, the kind that made his heart melt, “Why?”

The boy knew what he wanted and why he wanted was a future with her.

“Because I’m not ever going let you go.”

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