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JJK Men and Their Preferred Type of Woman. 🩷

Characters: Toji Fushiguro, Kento Nanami, Suguru Geto, Satoru Gojo

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Kento Nanami

Kento is not very picky when it comes to a potential girlfriend. He needs someone who is kind and empathetic, those are two traits which he absolutely cannot go without. Luckily for him, most women fit that criteria.

Additionally, he would like someone who would be interested in being a mother. Kento has a dream of providing for his future wife and having at least two children. He needs his girlfriend to be serious about pursuing marriage eventually. Of course, he would never rush or force anything. But Kento is the type of man who dates with the intention of marrying at some point in the future. He needs his girlfriend to be capable of commitment.

Intelligence doesn’t matter too much to Kento. He doesn’t care if you got really bad grades in school or anything like that. He is much more interested in your heart. He really wants someone who is emotionally mature and sweet. Everything else pales in comparison.

As for appearance, he truly does not care. Kento’s only desire is that you are physically healthy. He doesn’t have any preference when it comes to hair color, eye color, or any other physical traits. Again, he is much more interested in your heart. :)

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Suguru Geto

Suguru never really spent too much time thinking about what his type could be. But after constant pestering from his curious best friend Satoru, he finally started to consider it.

Suguru began to study himself. See how he reacted to different types of girls. He came to the conclusion that he likes the shyer type. Confident women can be really fun to converse with, and he finds them attractive, but there is just something about a shy and sweet woman which really makes Suguru weak.

He loves women who wear baggy sweaters or dress cutely somehow. He likes when a girl gets flustered or embarrassed easily. It’s so goddamn adorable to him. It makes Suguru feel protective.

He also wants someone who has a cute laugh. If his girlfriend is good at baking or cooking then that is definitely a plus.

And for appearance, Suguru really needs a lady with a cute ass. He needs to be able to stare at it sometimes, so it has to be a nice one ;)

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Toji Fushiguro

Toji definitely has a soft spot for women with nice thighs. Whenever he sees a pretty lady with thicker thighs in a pair of skinny jeans he instantly gets dirty thoughts. Thinking about those delicious thighs wrapped around his waist as he thrusts into her. Goddamn, he often has to fight the urge to get hard in public.

Toji needs a girl with a high sex drive. There, I said it. He is the type of man who wants to fuck a lot. Of course he would never do anything forceful, which is why he needs his girlfriend to be enthusiastic about sex like he is. That would be a dream come true for him.

When it comes to personality, Toji is very flexible. He really doesn’t care what your personality traits are, as long as you aren’t a complete brat towards him all the time. He needs someone who he can hold a decent conversation with. You could have the most obscure interests and he wouldn’t mind as long as you are a good person.

Toji doesn’t mind how you dress. If you wanna be modest, that’s cute. If you want to dress like a whore, he will kill anyone who looks at you the wrong way. :D

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Satoru Gojo

Satoru likes confident girls. The kind which aren’t afraid to make comebacks for his teasing jokes. It’s no fun if he teases you and you don’t fight back much. He’s very into bratty women because he likes to be a brat tamer.

A good sense of humor is essential with him. He loves to crack jokes and it would be troublesome if his girlfriend got offended easily. It’s important not to take his playful banter too seriously. It’s all done in good fun. Teasing is honestly like his love language at this point.

Satoru wants someone who doesn’t get jealous easily. He has a lot of admirers and he can’t prevent them from flirting with him. You would just need to have a lot of trust, he would be sure not to let you down. He is very loyal.

As for appearance, Satoru likes all sorts of women. Tall, short, skinny, chubby, brunette, blonde, redhead. Doesn’t matter. All that he asks for is a pretty girl with a good style. He likes to have arm candy to show off ;)

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[kasagia]

Heyy so I read your one shot called together and it made me think of a similar request what if the reader is also elena's younger sister but she never wanted to be a vampire and she used to date stefan in highschool instead of elena like in the imagine but what if she doesn't completely break up with stefan so she and klaus have a secret affair and then one day elena catches them and she ends up kicking her out and it also happens to be the same night stefan learns the truth so he kidnaps her and drives her to wickery bridge like he did with elena in season 3 and ends up turning her in front of klaus when he arrives and then klaus takes her to his mansion and convinces her to feed when she doesn't want to and promises to protect her It would be great if you could write about this<3

Cheater on the bridge

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Elena's sister! reader, Stefan Salvatore x Elena's sister! reader Summary: You've been sneaking around with Klaus for several months now, cheating on your boyfriend, Stefan. You feel terrible about it, but you're afraid to break up with Stefan because you don't know how he'll react to it. However, Elena finds out about your little affair. And everything goes to hell. Warning(s): the reader betrays Stefan, death, blood, turning into a vampire, curses, Klaus Mikaelson, etc. Word count: 5,2k

You knew you were doing very wrong and awful thing. You had a sweet, loving boyfriend, Stefan Salvatore, who would do anything to see you happy. You had great friends and family, good grades in school—you were living your teenage dream.

But then you met Klaus Mikaelson.

And you wanted more.

As soon as your eyes met, you felt that shiver of excitement run down your entire body. He too, without knowing why, became interested in you. Y/N Gilbert. The doppelgänger's sister, the girlfriend of Stefan Salvatore, whom the Mystic Gang wanted to protect at all costs from all this supernatural shit.

But then, when Stefan walked over to you and, placing his hand on your waist, led you out of the Mystic Grill under Klaus' watchful eye, you knew your life would never again be the peaceful routine you were used to.

And you were excited about it.

When Elena would have given anything for a normal, peaceful life like yours, you had an overwhelming urge to go on a dangerous adventure. Create amazing, exciting memories. And Klaus noticed it. He noticed how you were suffocating in this structured relationship and in the perfect life of an ordinary man. And he was going to take advantage of it.

In your defense, you resisted him. Really.

You sent back all the ridiculously expensive gifts like dresses, jewelry, a car, and your own horse when he found out you were taking extra riding lessons after school.

So Klaus changed tactics. He started sending you pencil portraits he'd drawn, leaving little notes with compliments and poems he'd written (the guy was amazing at praising your beauty). And you, being forever that girl locked up in the fantasy world of books and appreciating a good old Jane Austen or Brontë sisters book romance, fell into his trap.

So after he courted you, saying so many beautiful words and leaving thousands of small gifts, you gave in to him.

The tension between you must have snapped one day. And it was exactly on your 18th birthday that both your boyfriend and friends forgot about this important day for you. But Klaus remembered. And he took you to fucking Norway so you could see the Northern Lights for yourself. Let's just say the day ended so well for both of you that you made use of Klaus' long-lost villa and stayed there all weekend.

Klaus turned out to be more than willing to keep you in his arms for longer.

It was supposed to be just a one-night stand. One thing he would point out to a vamp getting on his nerves the next time he got a chance. But one night turned into two, three, four, and honestly? Klaus has already lost count of the number of times one of you ended up in the other's bed.

There was something about you that delighted Klaus and drew him to you whenever you were in each other's presence. The worst part was that neither of you could resist this strange force that drew you to each other. Of course, only for you. You didn't want to break your cute boyfriend's heart, but you couldn't resist those gorgeous blue eyes, alluring lips, and talented hands of a powerful, terrifying hybrid that somehow wanted only you in his bed and by his side. Klaus, on the other hand, didn't care about anything other than making sure you were somehow in his presence every day. Whether it was just a few minutes of conversation, lunch, dinner and breakfast, or quick, hot, stolen moments in your bedroom.

The guilt grew inside you every time you were close to Stefan. You swore to yourself that you would sever whatever ties tie you to the hybrid, but every time you saw Klaus, whatever rational decision you made just got lost in your mind.

You were too busy with Klaus' overwhelming feeling on your body to care about anything else in the world.

Over time, your trysts turned into something more. You talked to each other and enjoyed the mere presence of the other without having to do any "adult stuff".

You were starting to feel more than lust for him. And it terrified you. But you were too deeply into Klaus Mikaelson to just walk away from him. To let go forever that feeling of excitement every time you sneaked up on each other and the overwhelming feeling that only a hybrid could make you feel. Klaus has destroyed you for any other man. And you both knew it. Just like the fact that you had control over him too.

And now, lying with him in his bed, snuggling after very long hours of activities, you realized one thing: You fell for the devil, who was sleeping peacefully while holding you close to him.

You shifted slightly in his arms so that you could cup his cheek with your hand. That damn handsome face was the cause of all your moral battles going on within you. Because how could you fall in love with a man who sacrificed your sister in a ritual and nearly killed your aunt Jenna? How could you love someone who threatened to kill your loved ones? And most of all... how, despite his many sins, were you able to still see in him the shadow of humanity that he carefully hid from the world?

"I can almost feel your cerebral convolutions burn out." he muttered, snapping you out of his thoughts. He opened one eye, staring at you searchingly. "What are you thinking about?"

"About you. I feel like I've only been thinking about you lately."

"Is that wrong?" he asked, propping his head up with one hand and playing with your hair with the other.

"I don't know yet." you whispered, staring at him. You could spend the rest of your life like this. Lying next to this captivating 1,000-year-old vampire. The question is, did he share your feelings?

"So let me reassure you and say that you, too, appear in my head more often than I could possibly allow, love. Thinking about those beautiful lips or enchanting eyes has nearly ruined my plans more than once."

"Always so good with words."

"And in many other things, my little human." he murmured, leaning in to cup your lips in a tender, slow kiss.

That's how things were with Klaus: slow, tempting, irritating, until the flame between you, fueled by those little banters, started to grow to the point where you both burned each other. And it was a feeling you never wanted to deprive yourself of. It doesn't matter how unethical and unfair it was to the people close to you.

The ringing of your phone snapped you out of this haze of pleasure. You somehow pushed Klaus away from you and reached for your phone on the nightstand. Elena. You groaned. The last thing you wanted was to talk to your sister.

"Be quiet for a minute, please." you asked the hybrid before you answered the phone. "Elena? What's going on?"

"Where are you?"

"House."

"I'm home and you're nowhere to be found. Where are you?!"

"God, take it easy! You didn't let me finish. I'm at a friend's house." Klaus raised an inquiring eyebrow, smiling and barely holding back a laugh. You punched him lightly in the chest, making him chuckle louder.

"Is it a male laugh? Who are you with? What friend is this?"

"This is Bob! You know Bob from my English class. We were writing an essay together. I told you about him, didn't I?"

"Just go back home. We need to talk." you hung up, staring furiously at the man below you.

"I asked you!" you screamed, hitting the hybrid with your pillow as he burst out laughing at you.

"I'm sorry, love. But you're a terrible liar."

"Well, I'm good enough for Elena to believe me. You should be glad. You won't have a group of angry vampires storming your house." you said, throwing the pillow back into place and laying down next to Klaus again. You could have stolen a few more moments with him before returning to that circus known as your home.

"Love, you know very well that they wouldn't have the slightest chance against me." he bragged, giving you a flick on your nose which made you giggle.

"Yes, yes. You are a stunningly handsome, powerful hybrid that everyone trembles before in fear."

"I know it perfectly well, but you don't know how wonderful it is to hear it from your lips." he murmured, pulling you to him by your chin for another kiss.

"Nik. I have to go home, you've heard by yourself."

"Stay a little longer." he murmured as he kissed the way along your neck and shoulder. "I'll find you an excuse."

"You kidnapped me last week. They won't fall for it for the 5th time."

"That's what you said the last time. And guess what..." he murmured, biting into the sensitive spot under your ear.

Before you got lost in each other again, you pushed him away, straddling him. He didn't care at all, continuing to kiss every inch of your exposed skin.

"I'll come to you in the morning before you're even up. Maybe I'll even skip my class."

"I hold you to your word." he murmured, sucking on a hickey just below your collarbone. You groaned, grabbing his blonde curls. "Now run away. If you're late tomorrow, I'll come get you myself, love."

"I hold you to your word, the mighty hybrid."

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"Elena, I'm home!" you shouted as you stepped over the threshold. You set your bag down by the entrance, looking around the house for any sign of your sister. "It would be nice if you would answer since you've already brought me here."

You went to the kitchen and poured yourself a glass of juice. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a note stuck to the fridge.

I went away with Damon for the weekend, Jeremy is staying with a friend tonight. Don't do any parties. Elena.

A whole house to yourself for the night? That could only mean one thing. You took your phone out of your pocket, smiling to yourself.

"Klaus? What are you doing tonight?"

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"No! Don't even tell me that you did it!" you laughed with the hybrid as he told you about one of his feuds with famous people.

You really wanted to see him throw an apple at Einstein.

"You know me, love. I'm not famous for my angelic patience."

"You are not famous for anything angelic at all."

"We're very brave today, aren't we? You know that teasing the original hybrid is not a good idea." he murmured, cupping my cheek with his hand and caressing my lips with his thumb. "First, you ran away from me sooner than I wanted, and then you told me to come here as fast as I could."

'Aren't you happy to be here?" you asked, putting your hands on his shoulders and playing with his hair.

"I am…" he pulled you to his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist. "But I'm not yet your boyfriend, who you could boss around."

"Yet?" you asked teasingly, raising an eyebrow.

"Yhm... yet." he murmured, catching your lips in a greedy kiss.

You moaned at the familiar, wonderful feeling of his soft lips on yours. You grabbed his necklace and dragged him into the living room with you.

With your wonderful grace, instead of sitting with him on the couch, you tripped over the coffee table. You groaned in pain, breaking the kiss and grabbing your sore leg. You would have fallen if not for your lover's strong arms.

"Fuck." you groaned, knowing full well that soon you'd have a new bruise to add to your collection.

"My clumsy little human. Come here, let me look at your terrible wound." he knelt down in front of you with a smirk, rolling up your trouser leg with unusual delicacy for him.

"Hey! This little human is capable of bringing the most powerful vampire on earth to his knees before her. Don't you dare underestimate me."

"Never, love." he murmured, before putting his lips to the spot you hit, making you shiver as soon as his plump lips made contact with your skin.

"I can kiss it better, but we both know that my blood is more effective."

"No! Only humans ways." you screamed in a panic. Klaus' wounded face quickly made you feel remorse for your sudden outburst. It wasn't his fault that you didn't want anything to do with the supernatural, and you certainly didn't want to take the risk of having vampire blood in your system. Typically, such a person ended up dead, waiting for his transformation. Even though your lover and boyfriend were vampires, eternity wasn't for you. "But it would be great if you took me to my bedroom."

"I don't think you're so hurt that you can't move on your own, love." he said with an amused smirk.

"That's because you've been invulnerable for a thousand years. You don't even know what a life-threatening condition I'm in right now. The only cure is my comfortable bed and your warm arms around me."

"Well, then I have to make sure my favorite human survives." he took you in his arms, laughing at how quickly you wrapped your hands around him.

With the skill of stealth practiced over months, he went straight to your room. Even knowing that no one but you is at home. It's just that both of you are used to hiding from the eyes of your friends and his family by now.

From the scowl on Klaus' face as soon as you entered the room, you could tell he looked again at the photo (of you and Stefan kissing) on your nightstand that he hated.

"You should burn it." he grunted, setting you down on the bed and standing tense in front of you, obviously not going to join you.

"It's a picture of me and my boyfriend. If he suddenly disappears, Elena and gang might get suspicious."

"Next time Kol and I fight them in here, I'll make sure it lands in the fireplace."

"Mr. Mikaelson... are you jealous?" you asked with a mischievous smirk, pulling him to you so that he was straddling you.

"No." he murmured as he kissed you and knocked the photo frame onto the carpet with one hand. "We both know who you really belong to. And one day, when you pluck up the courage to drop our ripper... I'd be happy to tell him what I've been doing with his sweet, tempting, resourceful girlfriend." he bit your neck, making you moan as he grabbed his shoulders. "And believe me, love, I'll tell him about all the beautiful sounds you made for me."

"Nik..." you moaned, grabbed his hair, and pulled him into another desperate kiss.

Too lost in each other's touch, lips, and scent, you didn't notice that someone had entered the house until your room door opened.

"Y/N you can't even imagine what Damon did. Y/N?!" your sister screamed as soon as she saw you making out with her worst enemy. "What are you doing?! And with him?! You're dating Stefan!"

"You want me to leave you two alone?" he asked, not bothering with the angry brunette. He watched you with obvious concern in his blue eyes as you tried to control your horror at the romance being wasted.

And by whom! Months of careful hiding, only to be discovered by Elena.

"Yes! Get out of here, Klaus!" your sister screamed, trying to push him out of the room, to which the hybrid didn't react at all. He just stared at you, waiting patiently for your response.

"It's okay. You can go. I'll call you later." you assured him with a gentle smile. Klaus stared at you unconvinced for a moment, but finally nodded and left, not forgetting to kiss you on the forehead and shoot Elena a murderous glare.

You sighed as the hybrid left the room. You knew you could feel completely safe with him when you were alone. But with the equally furious (and impetuous) Elena in the same room? Hell would break loose. And you doubted your sister would be lucky enough to survive this time.

"What the hell was that?! Do you have any idea what you're even doing?! YOU'RE CHEATING ON STEFAN! And with who?! The original who nearly killed me and Jenna!"

"Are you finished? Close the door behind you, you're making a draft."

"Is that what you meant? Were you trying to make me mad by making out with him in our house? You could at least spare Stefan the embarrassment and break up with him before you fucked Klaus like a whore."

"Really? Are you trying to make this about yourself? God, you're more fucked up than me, Elena. At least I don't put myself at the center of the damn universe."

"You're cheating on Stefan, you really don't see that as a problem Y/N?!"

"Well, you and Caroline have been drooling over him ever since he got here. He'll probably find comfort in either of you pretty quickly. I doubt he's particularly grieving for me." you tried your best to lie to Elena, but the truth was, you were afraid of Stefan's reaction.

Lately, Salvatore has been flooding you with various date propositions, texts, and phone calls. At one point, Klaus threw your phone out the window because you couldn't focus on him. He got a huge, angry lecture from you, and from then on, he allowed you a short text to dismiss your boyfriend while you were with a hybrid. But you knew you couldn't hide the truth any longer. It hadn't been fair to him from the very beginning of this secret, forbidden affair with Klaus.

"You know what. I'm sick of you, Y/N. Get out of here."

"What?"

"Get out of here. Maybe Klaus will take you in. Honestly? I don't care. You don't deserve an ounce of attention. Not after what you've done."

You gave her an incredulous look. You shook your head in amusement, laughing as you passed a very serious and pissed off brunette.

You didn't want to make your sister (and yourself) any more angry. So without saying a word, you just took your car keys, wallet, and phone and left the house.

You dialed Klaus' number in the car. You patiently waited for him to pick up as you drove out of downtown Mystic Falls and headed towards his mansion. You were hoping he'd put you up for the night until you found a way out of this sick situation.

You knew that your cheating on Stefan with Klaus was a huge blow to the younger Salvatore, something he didn't deserve at all, but Elena overreacted by kicking you out of the house. It was just between you and Stefan (and maybe also Nik). Your sister had no right to make such a drama linking your falling in love with Klaus to wanting to throw her off balance. It wasn't your fault that most of the hot guys wanted to kill her.

"Hello, love. Is everything okay? You looked quite terrified when I left. Are you sure that you don't want me to come to you? I can always get in by a window..."

"No. Actually, I'm on my way to your house. Will you have any free beds for me?"

"We both know that my bed is the most comfortable and sufficient for the two of us, love."

You were about to say something funny to his taunt, but suddenly something jumped out in front of your car. You screamed, trying to swerve and avoid the thing, but you ran straight into a tree. After that, there was only darkness.

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The first thing you felt when he regained consciousness was blood slowly trickling down the side of your head. You groaned, pressing your hand to the bleeding wound.

Surprisingly, the first thing that popped into your mind after the accident was not to check your health. You were worried that Klaus panicked upon hearing you hit a tree over the phone, probably smashing your car. You could only think about Klaus... at least before you noticed you were still in the car.

"Finally you woke up. I was afraid you crashed into that tree so hard that you died before I planned it." your head shot towards the driver's seat, where your boyfriend's voice was coming from. You groaned as you made a sudden move.

"Stefan?" you asked in surprise as your eyes widened. Wait... dead? He wants my death? You looked around in panic, realizing that the vampire had tied you to the chair.

"Did you forget about me? I heard from Elena that you found yourself a new boyfriend. Klaus, really? I didn't expect you to stoop so low."

"Well, I couldn't go any lower after dating you anyway." you said, coughing up blood.

"I gave you some of my blood so our fun wouldn't end too soon. I also invited Klaus. He'll be sitting in the front row, watching you slowly die, suffocating underwater." the speedometer showed 180 km/h. And Stefan was just accelerating. Your heart beat faster in panic as you tried to find a way out of this situation. Preferable one that doesn't include your drowning.

He must have switched off his humanity the moment Elena gave him the fucking good news. That's why you were afraid to tell Stefan about it. You didn't want his "dark side" to go outside to play. And now you were paying a fair price for your many lies. You were just fucking hoping that Elena would feel a hell of a lot of guilt when you died.

"Stefan. Listen. I know I cheated on you and did the worst possible thing to you by hiding in corners with Klaus and still giving you hope. I should have broken up with you the moment things started happening between me and Klaus, but I didn't. And no apologies from me can make up for that, and you have every right to be mad at me, angry, crazy. But if you kill me now, you'll never forgive yourself. You know I'm not going to become a vampire; I'm going to die the moment this car goes down in the water. Are you ready to have one more innocent soul on your conscience, ripper?" you asked in a broken voice, fearing for your life. It wasn't supposed to end like this.

"That's the thing, Y/N. I don't care anymore."

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw us drive onto that famous bridge, where he saved your and your sister's lives. How ironic that your life was to end in exactly the same place and by the same man who had saved it there earlier.

You closed your eyes, preparing yourself to fall, when suddenly Stefan stopped the car. You opened your eyes, sighing in relief.

Nik.

Klaus came to save you.

"This is probably the moment you should run away while you still have your head on your shoulders!"

Stefan pulled you out of the car by your hair, his hand on your back dangerously close to your heart. He stopped a few steps in front of Klaus, who looked surprisingly calm for him. At least for someone who doesn't know him. You could see fear and anxiety in his eyes, the way he gently clenched his jaw, and the stance he assumed.

"I think this time I'm the one with the advantage." you groaned in pain as he dug his hand into your side. You felt blood start to trickle from your new wound, staining your already bloody and torn shirt. The hybrid wanted to move, but suddenly ran into some invisible barrier. Bonnie must have cast a spell on him. Klaus growled a warning as Stefan's fangs were dangerously close to your neck. "One wrong move, and I'll do my ripper trick on your new toy, Klaus."

"Let her go. It's me you hate. You want revenge on me, not on her."

"You both deserve to be punished. Whatever I do with her, I'll get revenge on you in the process. You care so much about her, Klaus? A weak man who wants to live a gray, boring life? You'd get bored with her eventually. Actually, I'm giving you a beautiful gift. With her death, she will become a vampire. All you'll have to do to transform her is to pour blood down her throat. And believe me, Y/N, your lovely Klaus will rather make you end the transition than let you die."

You couldn't cry. You promised yourself that your fast heartbeat and trembling would be the only signs of fear that Stefan would notice.

"If you don't let her go now, I'll kill everyone and everything…" you didn't hear the rest as your neck was broken like a twig under Stefan's hands. And your body fell to the ground with Klaus' loud scream.

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Coming back to life after death should be a dramatic, suspenseful, and overall poignant moment. In your case, it was like waking up after a very long nap (probably after some big party, judging from your headache).

"Y/N!" Klaus' worried gasp reached your ears the moment you moved slightly.

You groaned as the light from the bedside lamp in his room illuminated you. Klaus' bedroom. He had to move you here after Stefan broke your neck. Salavtore broke your neck. You must be in a transition process.

"Nik?"

"I'm here, love. I'm not going anywhere. You're safe. My siblings are chasing the Salvatores and their gang all over town. I'll make sure none of them ever hurt you again." he murmured, kissing your forehead and pulling you closer to him. "I swear to you, you'll never have to be afraid of anyone again."

"Niklaus." somehow you managed to break free from the clingy hybrid's arms and sit on his bed. You clutched your head as the world around you began to spin. Klaus' warm hand cupped yours, anchoring you. After a while, everything stopped. It was just you, breathing heavily with a very worried 1000-year-old vampire by your side. "I can't stay with you. I... I can't be a vampire." you whispered as tears began to fill your eyes and all the stress from tonight began to turn into a terrifying panic.

"Love..." his pained look only intensified your despair and tears.

"No. Nik I-I can't live forever. I can't feed on the blood of innocent people... I... I don't want to die." you clung to him, crying into his chest like a little child.

You felt one of his hands wrap around your waist, placing you on his lap, and the other soothingly combing your hair.

"Shhh.. you don't have to be afraid, love. I'll be there for you, whatever you decide—even if these are your last hours. I'm not going to leave you alone. I don't want to convince you of anything, but if you decide that forever doesn't seem like such a bad idea, just know that I'll make sure you're not going through this on your own. I will help you control hunger, deal with overwhelming emotions. I can even steal blood from hospitals, hunt squirrels, or give you my own." you burst out laughing, imagining him running around the woods looking for squirrels. Klaus smiled at your laugh. He wiped the tears from your cheek with his thumb, looking at your tear-stained, snotty, and reddened face with great tenderness. "Being a vampire doesn't have to be so terrible. You have the whole world in front of you. And with me by your side? I'll make sure that you enjoy every second of your eternity. Only if you want it."

"What if I turn out to be a ripper like Stefan? Or my character will change completely, and you won't want me anymore? What if my darkness dominates and destroys my humanity?"

"I'll always love you, Y/N. Nothing can change that. If you end transition, I'll keep an eye on you. I won't let any of the things you're worried about happen. You have my word. You're everything that matters to me." you decided not to bring up the fact that he had just confessed his true feelings to you for now and instead buried your head between his neck and shoulder.

"Don't say that line. I only associate it with Elijah." you whispered with a smile, inhaling his scent, which brought you calm and safety.

"I could have predicted you'd focus solely on that sentence." he snorted indignantly, placing a kiss on your temple.

You sat there in silence for a while, hugging each other and soaking up each other's warmth. Klaus was drawing patterns on the exposed skin of your arm. Only now did you notice that he had changed you into his clothes. A strange feeling flooded your chest, warming your already flushed cheeks.

A persistent thought in the back of your mind snapped you out of this sweet moment between you two. You could have it forever. His arms around you. His lips on yours. His whispers in your ear. It could all be yours for eternity.

And maybe you didn't want to be a vampire. Maybe you wanted to live a normal life before, with your family, children, husband, boring job, and terrible boss. But now that Klaus has offered his eternal protection and affection?

You were too covetous to let him go. Too greedy for his affection and devotion to follow your beliefs. And so you have (willingly) gone against yourself since the beginning of this relationship. So what bad could happen this time? At least you'd be still alive.

"Okay." his intent gaze moved from your skin to your eyes, raising an eyebrow questioningly. "You've stuck with me. I'm gonna feed."

"Are you sure, Y/N?" he turned you around in his arms so that he could look at your face, searching for even an ounce of hesitation and uncertainty.

"Yes. After all, someone has to make sure you don't kill them all before they get what they're due. You are not famous for your patience."

"We will punish them. Together." he said, handing you the already prepared bag of blood from his nightstand. 0 Rh-. His favourite. You felt the hunger overwhelm you.

"Together." you agreed, taking the sack and groaning while sucking on all its contents. Klaus interrupted you from time to time, wanting you to slow down.

As you pulled away, Klaus took the empty bag from your hands, throwing it behind him. He gently stroked your cheek with his thumb, watching with fascination the changes slowly taking place in you. He couldn't wait to introduce you to his world.

"For always and forever." he murmured as he slid the daylight ring on your finger. You smiled as you saw the initials of your name and his surname carved into the lapis lazuli stone.

The son of a bitch must have been prepared for this a long time ago.

"For awlays and forever." you promised, sealing your fate by placing a fervent kiss on his lips.

From then on, you were a proud member of the Mikaelson family. And honestly? You haven't regretted your decision for even one second.

Certainly not when you both took your revenge. Or when Klaus proposed to you the right way. Or when you got married. Not for a brief moment of your eternity together.

[queenbeedarling]

This is going to be a bit of a long one, but I just want to know if anyone else went through a similar experience because I don't see people talk about it.

I've asked my girlfriend (qpr), but she never went through it, so I want to know if I'm the only one. I know it's unlikely, but I would like confirmation because my brain hates me.

(I apologize in advance for all the parenthesis)

Okay, I'm aroace, specifically I'm sexually repulsed (the ace part isn't exactly important, but I figured I'd give extra context) and indifferent to romance. I'm not romance repulsed, but I just don't feel romantic attraction.

However, I've always loved fictional romance (I don't know if it's a sort of Stockholm syndrome love because I grew up in a very romance-heavy society, but i don't wanna have a identity crisis over it so I'm putting that thought on the back burner). I ended up mistaking the love for fictional romance for a desire for real romance while I was in school up until I graduated high school.

This resulted in me not only identifying as bi (I don't feel stronger for one or the other) and lesbian (if I'm going to date someone, I'd rather it be a girl (I've always trusted girls more)) which I know this is talked about.

The part I don't see talked about is actually dating people, which I did. Several times in school.

The thing is, I never felt anything more than how I did with my friends. At the beginning of the relationships, I did get the cliche "heart pounding," but that wore off quick. (I've long since figured out it was because I was just happy something would ever think of me in a romantic sense)

And I've never cared for mouth kisses to the point my first one, not counting the one in first grade, was when I was 15 and it was only a peck. According to my friends at the time, that was late. I also have made out with someone once and I was so very uncomfy, never again.

The only part of a romantic relationship I was interested in was the physical affection like cuddles and holding hands.

But romantic relationships were so... everywhere that I thought those feelings were "normal" or like how everyone felt.

When I learned about the term aromantic in high school, I was so brainwashed it took me three years to realize that I'm aromantic. And one of the reasons was because I thought I couldn't possibly be aromantic if I love fictional romance so much. Even if I never understood the characters feelings when they did their "I'm so in love with you" monologues (I thought the feelings were exaggerated for entertainment purposes).

And then for a little bit I thought I was incapable of emotions or something, but I have low-empathy so I still have those thoughts just not for my aromantism.

That only lasted for a few days before I remembered aromantism and looked it up, so now I'm good.

(Let me tell you, being aroace, agender, and having low empathy can be a mind fuck sometimes)

Sorry this is so long, but I've never let myself go into so much detail about this before.

[linka-from-captain-planet]

Power ranking BG3 ladies based on how much I'd personally like to marry them

All main and supporting women: Shadowheart, Lae'zel, Karlach Minthara, Jaheira, Isobel, Aylin, Mizora, Orin

Plus my background babes: Florrick, Talli, Alfira, Lakrissa, Araj, Nocturne, Skoona, Adrielle, Z'rell, Roah, Nine-Fingers, and special guest star Philomeen

*Isobel and Aylin deserve to be regarded as individuals occasionally, so yes I'm wrecking that home (Alfira and Lakrissa too)

*essentially, top 10 is "women I would like to marry" and 11-21 and is "women I would not like to marry"

Quartermaster Talli. Granted she has an unfair advantage due to looking and vibing as a fusion of my IRL girlfriend and the butch lesbian who installed my new garage door 3 years ago whom I'm still mildly obsessed with. But anyway, we'd have a really great life together. We'd be able to communicate, we'd be compatible in the bedroom, we have similar values. Wife material, Grade A - the gold standard comparison for everyone else on the list.

Isobel. We'd have our tiffs (we can both be a little catty and sensitive), but overall we'd be a pretty stable match. We'd put in the work to make it last. I feel like being a cleric counts as a "job" so I appreciate that.

Nocturne. My #1 "I can fix her" pick because I think I actually can. I appreciate a hard worker, so Nocturne having distinguished herself in her uh workplace enough to become an officer is very respectable to me. We could go to therapy together. Not a perfect match, but I think we could make it work.

Lakrissa. Would be an easy second place if she didn't read so young. She's a little immature (a little over-dedicated, a little too self-sacrificing) and so she'd have to do some growing up, but I think we could make it work.

Florrick. Even though she's my #1 beloved and by FAR the sexiest person in the entire game and I would do anything to [redacted], we'd be like two brick walls getting married. We're too similar. But sheer affection and lust propel her to the top 5 anyway, even though we'd probably be married 10 sexless years before one of us finally snapped and filed for divorce.

Skoona. Assuming she drops the whole self-deprecating thing (can't stand that). She has a job, she's sensitive, she's romantic, she's humble, and she's hot. I don't think we'd knock each others' socks off, but we'd be a nice match.

Lae'zel. Extremely 22 years old and that's an issue for me. I'm also too sensitive to make it through her tough outer shell to get to the soft waifu meat inside. However, she does have amazing wife material to uncover, so I think if I could be her second wife, we'd be golden.

Adrielle. We'd have our problems as two neurotic faux-normies, but we're neurotic in different ways, so maybe we'd complete each other? She's very conscientious and thoughtful, though, which are the most important wife traits for me. With commitment and therapy, we'd make it work, but it wouldn't be the smoothest ride.

Jaheira. I don't really want to be a step parent to young kids, so that pulls her down the list a bit, but there's no way I couldn't have her in the top 10. We'd get along great; we have the same sense of humor; we're both not clingy. A good match, but not really the wife for me.

Minthara. I want her so bad but she'd eat me alive and not in the sexy way. I would let her walk all over me for 2-3 years though, assuming she didn't dump me first. Impossible to rank below the top 10, but objectively not the wife for me.

Shadowheart. Like Lae'zel, there's a lot to get through before you get to the wife material deep inside. I would also need to be her second wife. Also, I'm not doing that cottagecore shit and I cannot have that many animals in my house.

Araj. I know I called her bad in bed 2 different ways in two other posts but that's not a problem, she's so sexy and interesting to me that I know I would fall super hard for her. I too love science? We have something in common. I feel like she'd bring out a lot in me, not necessarily good things, but to be loved is to be changed? I would probably come to my senses before really risking it all though.

Alfira. I love her so much but I am no Lakrissa, I could not handle both supporting her while she pursues her artistic goals AND having to top every time. We'd be that miserable couple that lets it drag on forever because nothing is *wrong* even though nothing is *right* and wind up hating each other.

Nine-Fingers. She'd stress me out too much. Running the streets, making enemies... what if a shake-down goes wrong? Admittedly I'm tempted to live out my mafia wife fantasies with her, but realistically, I think I'd have too many nervous breakdowns to make it worth it.

Karlach. The divorce would be so epic that I almost wanted to rank her higher, but I just know deep down that we would trigger/frustrate the fuck out of each other and completely implode long before making it to the courthouse and/or altar.

Aylin. I routinely get over-stimulated by my cats brushing against my leg when I'm trying to multi-task working and listening to music, so there is no universe in which I could tolerate being married to Aylin. She's too exuberant and touchy. I would be scream-crying WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME every time she simply asked me how my day was in her usual volume. An absolute disaster, she'd smother me despite her best intentions.

Z'rell. She can have place #17 to match the 17 husbands which I would not be okay with. I'm not jealous, but I'm not THAT not jealous. She's also just really harsh and I'm a crier, so we probably would not be able to have a conversation, let alone a relationship.

Roah Moonglow. Like Nine-Fingers, but I feel like the Zhent is like, a second-rate criminal organization and so it'd be like being a second-rate mafia wife. All the stress, fewer fist-sized emerald necklaces.

Mizora. On top of everything else, she's also a corporate LAWYER... yuck

Philomeen. I would go on 1 date with Philomeen, let her start a blowup fight with me outside of [regional burrito chain], let her neg me into fucking anyway, go no contact, and let her booty call me 2 years later at 3AM like nothing happened, but I would not even slightly consider dating her, let alone marrying her.

Orin. Ignoring the whole serial killer thing that's neither here nor there, the problem is the combo of overbearing family (my #1 dealbreaker of all time) and lack of communication skills (my #2 dealbreaker of all time). Like I'd be constantly trying to get her to go no contact with Serevok and she'd never listen and she'd always be talking in fucking Dr Seuss riddles and disappearing and pissing me off.

[hockeylovee12]

Anyone But Him-Jack Hughes

A/N: This version of the story has been discontinued. I have a new version that I am working on that is slowly being published

Summary: Brooke Howe and Luke Hughes had known each other since 6th grade when his family first moved to Michigan the two were sat next to each other in homeroom and became best friends. Fast forward six years and nothing has changed Brooke and Luke are still best friends and nothing can get in the way of that except maybe starting a relationship with his brother.

It all started the summer before you and Luke went to college. Luke had invited you to his families lake house the same lake house you had been going to every summer since the two of you meet. Only this time you weren’t the only girl one of the Hughes brothers brought.

Jack had been dating Sienna for only two months. Luke told you about her and also said he wasn’t a big fan of her. He had met her twice before and apparently he had objected to Jack bringing her but he wasn’t interested.

You and Luke headed up with his parents the morning of July 1st and later on Sienna, Jack, Quinn and one of his friends joined. The majority of the day was spent relaxing and reacquainting with everyone.

The next day you had spent the day out on the lake like usual you watched as Jack and Luke argued over who gets to drive the boat. Jack ending the argument with a simple I’m older so I get to do it before taking the wheel from Quinn and proceeding to play captain the rest of the day.

You giggled as Luke pouted.

“It’s not funny he always does this he never lets me drive!” Luke complains

“I’m sorry dude maybe next summer” You say

“Fat Chance!” Jack shouted

Luke groans annoyed and you laughed again.

After spending around four hours out on the lake wakesurfing and swimming the crew finally decided to head home and you went upstairs to shower then change into some comfier clothes before returning back downstairs.

The Hughes father Jim was cooking burgers with the ‘help’ of his sons when you spotted Sienna on the couch

“Hi!” You say taking a seat

“Hi?” Sienna responds in a dull tone while scrolling through instagram.

“I’m Brooke I’m Luke’s best friend it’s so nice to meet you and it’s great to have another girl here” You say with a laugh

“So what are you Luke’s girlfriend?” She asks

You let out a slight laugh she’s not the first one to assume that.

“No we’re just good friends” you say

“Ok sure” Sienna says

———————————————————————

After dinner the whole crew stayed outside to roast marshmallows and sit by the fire.

You took a seat next to Sienna and watched as Jack and Luke argue over something stupid

“So where did you meet Jack?” You ask Sienna

“At a bar” she says vaguely

“That sounds nice” You say

“Where are you from?” You ask

Sienna rolls her eyes

“Geez sorry I’m just trying to be friendly” You say

“You know I’m still trying to figure out the reason Luke keeps you around I mean you’re not pretty enough and you act like a child” Sienna says

All of the sudden you feel your eyes start to water. You use your sleeve to wipe the tears and stand up.

“Cookie you ok?” Quinn asks using a childhood nickname everyone in the Hughes household adopted for you

“Ya I’m ok I’m kinda tired I’m gonna turn in. Goodnight guys” You say and walk inside

“Brooke wait up”

You turn around half way up the stairs and see Luke

“Luke I’m ok I’m just tired” you reassure him

“No your not I saw you you were talking with Sienna and then you got sad what did she say?” Luke asks

“Luke it’s not important I’m just being sensitive” You say

“Brooke come on tell me!” Luke says you sigh

You look up at Luke and can see a mixture of anger and concern in his eyes

You take a deep breath before explaining what happened.

Luke gets mad and grabs your hand marching back to the dock.

“Hey what’s up?” Jack says once he notices you and Luke had returned

“What’s up is your girlfriend’s a bitch” Luke says

Everyone’s eyes goes wide and Sienna shots a glare towards me.

“Excuse me” Jack says stepping closer to Luke

The tension in the air keeps building until Quinn steps in.

“Alright alright guys calm down” Quinn says putting himself in between Jack and Luke

“Luke why don’t you tell us what happened” Quinn says

“No it doesn’t matter she needs to leave” Luke says pointing to Sienna

“Now” Luke adds

Sienna stands up

“She’s not going anywhere” Jack says

“Yes she is go pack your shit and get out” Luke says to Sienna

“Luke just stop” you say trying to grab his arm

“No tell her to pack her shit and get out” Luke says one last time before turning around and walking inside with you.

———————————————————————

You and Luke spend the next three hours laying on his bed under a million blankets watching old Disney movies until he falls asleep.

You slowly get up and tiptoe into the hallway.

“Hey” you hear

Startled you jump a little before turning around and seeing Jack

“Oh Jesus Jack you scared me” you say

“Sorry how you doing?” He asks

“I’m ok and Jack I’m so sorry about earlier” you say

“I talked to Sienna she told me the truth about what she said” Jack says

“Oh…” you say sadly

“We broke up and she left” Jack adds

“Oh I’m sorry Jack” You say

“Do you wanna talk?” You offer

“Sure” He says you smile at him and the two of you walk downstairs.

You take a seat on the large couch

“I’m gonna get a drink do you want one?” Jack offers

“What like alcohol?” You question Jack let’s out a laugh

“Ya cookie I’m offering you alcohol how about I just look for a juice box” Jack jokes

He returns with two water bottles

“Thanks” you say unscrewing the bottle cap and taking a sip

———————————————————————

Jack brings up a story about how you and Luke use to run round the house pretending to be cops and would arrest everyone.

The two of you continue talking about different memories and you enjoy the constant smile on Jacks face.

Around midnight the two of you make your way outside to look up at the stars

“Are you ok about Sienna?” You ask

“Ya I’m ok it sucks but I mean it’s whatever” Jack says

“Jack I’m sorry” You say looking at him

“You know sometimes it’s just hard most girls just look at me like I’m a fuck and I don’t know Sienna was just the first real girlfriend I’ve had in a long time” Jack explains

“Jack you’re a great person any girl would be lucky to date you trust me any girl would be over the moon to find such a great guy like you they’re pretty rare” You say resting your hand on his arm

“And what about you?” Jack says looking in your eyes

“What about me?” You ask

“Would you be over the moon to date me?” Jack asks

You let out a small chuckle

“I’m serious” Jack says

“I don’t think Lukey would be ok with that” you say

“I don’t really care what Luke thinks” Jack says taking a step closer to you before you know what’s happening Jacks lips connect with yours and all of the sudden your standing in the familiar spot in an unfamiliar situation kissing your best friends older brother.

A/N hope you enjoy! Feel free to send in requests or suggestions!

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[wannaeatramyeon]

Okay wow! Now you just made me sad about the “Compliment Assault” Vasco fic. I NEED THEM TOGETHERR AHHH. The fic is so good, It hurt me when they didn’t confessed🥺🫶. Can u pls make another one where Vasco ended up confessing to the reader with the help and around burn knuckles?. Heehhe thank you so much! Your fics are so good😘

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Hello my favourite carb! Thank you for your lovely words :D Yeah I thought I ended it on a little bit of a sad note. I dunno how to end things lol. Your ask intrigued me with how Vasco and the reader would leave things, so here's my brainfart. And it's looooong and ramble-y (I even used the keep reading feature!!) and tbh not the best but! Enjoy!

Vasco x Reader: With the help of Jace's ears

"What's wrong Vasco?"

Euntae was sitting in the empty classroom, looking worried and deep in thought.

Jace sincerely hoped it wasn't more trouble with the 4 Crews. They've only just managed to recover from their injuries and rest. He knew that himself and the rest of Burn Knuckles still have a way to go before they could even be considered a threat. He was desperate to get stronger and actually be a help and not a hindrance.

Besides, sometimes it's easy to forget they're still in school and should really be more worried about their grades and attendance.

Still, if this is what Vasco needs then Jace has no doubt that he will have the full backing of Burn Knuckles.

"I had a really strange conversation with Y/N the other day," Vasco turned to Jace with one lone tear falling from his face.

Jace felt a surge of relief but what's this now, "Oh?" his ears start to wriggle.

"She called me sweet, felt my muscles, and then was sad about me getting a girlfriend..."

"!" The ears grew a little larger...

"I'm not even interested in dating, especially if that means spending less time with Y/N." And a little larger still. "I made a promise I would always look after her."

"VASCO!!" Jace grips his shoulders and shakes him. Huh? Has Jace's ears always been this big? "DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS!"

.

.

"Fuck you, morons! Put me down!"

You are kicking and punching any which way but to no avail. The Burn Knuckles crashed into your class, "They're over there!!", lifted you - chair and all - out of the room.

You are now being carried in one of their weird formations, but you weren't going to go down without a fight. No wonder the Principal wanted to expel them! They were usually pretty chivalrous with you but this crossed the line.

"I'm sorry, but these are orders from Lord Vasco and Sir Jace!" one of the oddballs pipe up. You immediately stop your flailing. Vasco and Jace? You haven't seen Vasco since your almost-confession the other day, but for Vasco and Jace to summon you, even with this... method, it must be important.

"Hmph. Fine."

.

.

The crew discards you in a heap outside their classroom. You dust yourself off and yell insults and threats to their retreating backs. One of them even has the gall to turn back and wave. Urgh.

"VASCO!" you open the door and stride in, "Do you know what those blockheads-"

You pause, taking in your surroundings. The Architecture classroom was transformed, with petals covering the floor and candles lining the room. Was that... music? Vasco stands in the middle of it all, looking like he was on the verge of fainting.

Your heart flutters. Is this what you think it is?

"What's going on?"

If anything, from the second you opened your mouth, Vasco looked even more nervous. "I... I- erm. Y/N. You... Me... and I..." you could see him visibly gulp. Is that a sheen of sweat?

You move closer, hoping to comfort him. You give him a small smile and a tender look, "Euntae, it's ok. What did you want to say?"

"We. I mean... You. I think... Myself... No. Wait," Vasco squeezes his eyes shut, "JACE!"

Jace pops out from behind him. What the fuck he was there the whole time? You take a step back from them both. Maybe you actually had the wrong idea.

"Wait, Y/N! What Vasco meant to say was that he was thinking about what you were saying the other day when he walked you home..." Jace turns to Vasco, who nods his head immediately, his eyes still glued to the floor. You don't think you've ever seen Vasco so anxious or embarassed. Or Jace's ears so big.

"...And he likes you."

Your eyes widen in surprise, "Is this true?" you direct at Vasco.

He completely freezes on the spot under your scrutiny.

"Ahem, what Vasco meant to say is yes. It's true." Another swift nod.

"..." Vasco mumbles something indecipherable under his breath.

"He thinks you're the most beautiful person he's ever seen,"

"..."

"Oh right yeah, inside and out."

"..."

"And he wants to date you. Be your boyfriend,"

"..."

"Wants to take you out, hold your hand,"

"..."

"He thinks about you all the time,"

"..."

"And-"

"Jace!" You cut him off. You get it. You do. And you're truly grateful for his help, but you would really rather the rest of this conversation happen in private. The words coming from Jace ruin the effect somewhat. "Thank you, but would you mind if I speak to Vasco alone?"

"Oops, heh. Of course..." Jace claps Vasco on the back and leaves with a self-satisfied smile, his ears trailing behind him.

"Euntae," you stand in front of him. Your hands reach out to his. He finally looks at you shyly, a nervous smile on his lips. Like he wasn't sure what you were going to say, like you haven't been obvious.

"You've been so good to me. You have such a good heart. And," Vasco lets out a squeak as you squeeze his pecs, "Your body is just..." You make a sound of appreciation. "I would love for you to be my boyfriend."

.

.

Vasco would have thought he mishead you, or you were just messing around again, but he catches the way you look at him. You are absolutely smittened.

The final barrier breaks, he takes you in his arms and holds you tightly. He couldn't believe it's happening. After all this pining, he was the one (with the help of Jace and Burn Knuckles) who had the confidence to actually confess first. His only regret was not doing it sooner.

You reach up to seal your new relationship with a kiss-

Vasco flinches sharply. "AHH NO Y/N! You can only do that when we're married!!"

[kaetchup]

SWING NIGHT prologue

i am back after two years because the adonis rot consumes me. enjoy my poor translation.

♪ obligatory disclaimer! none of this is mine, i’m just sharing it for my love of our idol boys. all content belongs to happy elements ♪

koga: ♪〜♪〜

(Now, let's work hard today too♪)

(There were a lot of problems with HELLSING, but by absorbing them, we, UNDEAD, became an even bigger presence.)

(Thanks to that, I'm in high demand for live shows and variety shows and I'm fuckin’ busy, but this is exactly what I wanted.)

(Every single day, I put in all my effort into every job, and it's stupidly fulfilling.)

(My schedule is completely filled to the brim, and I'm suffering from burnout because I just graduated from Yumenosaki. I don't have time~)

(Maybe I’m so busy I’m neglecting the little things in life?)

What the hell is this...? There are a lot of people at the entrance of the dormitory.

keito: —— God!

koga: Huh? What's up Shitty Glasses? You're calling people's names cheerfully first thing in the morning, aren't you?

keito: Don't say bad things about glasses. Rather, pay respect.

koga: Don't mess with me. Why do I have to respect glasses?

Actually, that's not important. What's all this fuss about? There's a crowd of people gathered around the dorm, did something happen?

Maybe there was a fight!?

keito: Don't say inauspicious things. And don't look like you're having fun.

koga: I know, it's just a little joke~

keito: Hmph. You seem strangely excited to make such a joke.

Well, UNDEAD seems to be on the rise these days after a long time.

However, it is at times like these that we tend to forget what is right in front of us. We must not let our guard down. (1)

koga: Huh? Don't act like a senior now.

I've already graduated from Yumenosaki. There are no more grade divisions, and I'm now an equal member of society to you.

keito: Yes, that's right. Welcome to the adult world.

koga: That's it. I don't care about that. Explain this situation.

keito: Rather, haven't you heard anything?

koga: Ah? I don't really get it, but does it have anything to do with me?

keito: Let's take a closer look. These people are all members of the media. They're all gathered at the entrance to the dormitory.

koga: The media~? Why are they in the dorms? Doesn't this seem a bit ominous? It's like a press conference venue.

keito: That's a good way to put it. It seems like there's some interesting happening that's garnering public attention. The person at the center of it all is in the middle of that crowd.

koga: Who is it? Hmm...?

—— Damn, I can't see well because the crowd is in the way!

keito: Shall I put you on my shoulders, Oogami?

koga: Why do you sometimes act like you're my big brother?! I'm a lone wolf, no, I'm an only child!

keito: Hmm. I don't intend to act like a big brother either.

Anyway. Look, from this side you can just see through the gap.

koga: Hmm... and?

adonis: …

koga: Hmm? Oh no, it looks like Adonis, doesn't it?

keito: That's right. The center of this topic seems to be Otogari.

The media stormed into the dormitory after it was discovered that Adonis Otogari, a member of the popular idol group UNDEAD, had a girlfriend.

koga: Ah, yeah, yeah... You’re talking about Adonis’ girlfriend?

—— Huh!? Adonis’ girlfriend!?

keito: Yes. It seems that people are saying that he acted honest on the surface, but was having a wild time behind the scenes.

koga: Don't mess with me! There's no way it's Adonis! You don't know anything, so don't say whatever you want.

I'm going to shut up all those media guys.

keito: Wait, wait! Don't try and charge in while cracking your knuckles!

Calm down. If you leave, things will only get worse, so stay quiet.

koga: But hey...!

keito: Don't worry. Anyone who has ever been involved with Otogari knows his character. This story will soon be proven to be a baseless rumor.

Right now, Otogari is doing his best to deal with the situation on his own. If you're a good friend of his, keep an eye on him.

media: There are rumors that Otogari-san has a girlfriend... is that true?

adonis: …

media: What is it?

adonis: No. That's a mistake. I don't have a girlfriend.

koga: (That's right~? Hehe, it's Adonis after all...!)

(Hmm. He's acting so confidently. Surely the media guys will realize that the rumors are false… ♪)

media: No no. Otogari-san, let's not try to cover it up. This is a story from a pretty reliable source.

adonis: Yes, I know. She's not my girlfriend, she's my fiancée.

koga and keito: …

koga: Huh? What's going on!?

translator’s note:

what keito says here literally translates to “tighten the cord of your helmet”, referencing the japanese saying by furuya that says “after victory, tighten the strings of your helmet.” he’s instructing koga to never let his guard down even if he thinks he has won. 

[marvelous-llama]

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Perfect by @btssmutgalore (deactivated - AO3 works)

Seokjin x fem!reader (wc - 12.4k) roommates to lovers - angst, fluff, smut Your roommate seems to have it all - great grades, amazing friends, good job, beautiful girlfriend. However, after a bad breakup and a long recovery, you realize there’s one thing he’s missing. 

Knocked by @sailoryooons

Seokjin x fem!reader (wc - 10.7k) roommates to lovers - smut, humour Living with people is difficult, but all things considered, your new roommate isn’t terrible. He cooks, he cleans, and if you had to be honest - incredibly attractive. But his habit of streaming until the early hours of the morning while yelling and making other questionable noises has pushed you to the limit. You’ve finally decided to risk your sanity and put it all on the line with a reckless bet in hopes of getting some peace and quiet at night.

warm this winter by @jamaisjoons

Seokjin x fem!reader (wc - 51.6k) vacation AU, ons to lovers, exboyfriend Jungkook - angst, fluff, smut spending the winter vacation with an ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend was not something anyone would ever consider doing. spending the winter vacation with both an ex-boyfriend, his new girlfriend, and the one night stand you’d used to try to get over him, well that was a whole other situation that anyone sane would have fled from. and yet, here you are. caught between your best friend (and consequently your ex-boyfriend), and the very same man who you’d fallen into bed with after a night of wallowing in self pity. all while stuck in the picturesquely beautiful - and cruelly romantic - austrian alps. well. at least you can say you had an interesting christmas.

meet me at the bar by @eoieopda

Seokjin x fem!reader (wc - 7.5k) best friends to lovers, law school AU - fluff, smut You're supposed to be staring down the barrel of the last — and most important — examination of your life, but you only have eyes for your study buddy.

caught in waves by @aseaofyoongi

Seokjin x fem!reader (wc - 13.1k) strangers to lovers, chef!reader - fluff, smut after graduating culinary school you are fired from your very first job as a sous chef — so you move to a small town for the summer only to meet the very cute nephew of the restaurant and airbnb owner.

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Amalthea by @daechwitatamic

Seokjin x fem!reader (wc - 40k)best friend´s brother trope- angst, smut, fluffYou can count on two things in life. One: that your lifelong best friend Minji will always be there for you, in your corner, your brightest star. Two: that you'll never be free from her older brother Seokjin's orbit - the gravitational pull is just too strong.

To Kill a King by @foxymoxynoona

Seokjin x fem!reader fantasy, historical, enemies to lovers - angst, smut What's more charming than Prince Seokjin? Nothing, obviously. Except maybe the rotating palace guests who each smile and bow and charm in an attempt to hide their true motives. Fortunately Seokjin has a close circle of friends (well, servants) who watch his back and endure his humor and help him navigate the tumultuous seas of heartbreak, love, and an arranged marriage, not necessarily in that order. If only they had helped him keep a closer eye on his bride-to-be's handmaiden, who arrives with her own agenda... or maybe it would have been better if he had noticed her less? One thing is certain as this royal drama of the heart plays out: there are many people competing to kill a king.

9 months to fall in love by @floralseokjin

Seokjin x fem!reader strangers to lovers, slowburn, dual PoV, pregnancy trope - angst, smut,fluff, romance It seems like everyone around you is either already in love, or in the process of falling, and while normally you couldn’t give a damn, finding out the co-worker you’ve had a teensy crush on is dating someone else at the office seems to sucker punch you right in the gut. It’s stupid, and you’re irritated at yourself, but you can’t seem to shake out of the funk you’ve fallen face first in.Feeling lonely and heartsore, and mad for no reason, during drinks with your best friend you spot a man at the bar. Tequila confident, you make your way over to the stranger, and successfully one thing leads to another. The next morning you leave before he’s woken up, feeling satisfied in one way, but still as discontented as ever. Telling yourself it was an inebriated mistake, you quickly try to forget about it.Only, three weeks later that night comes back to haunt you – in a very unescapable way…

[schoopsahoy]

riding on the line

steve harrington x fem!reader inspired by orange show speedway by lizzy mcalpine “riding on the line between acceptable and angering your girlfriend”. friends to lovers, a winter fair, borrowed sweaters and unspoken confessions. no use of y/n.

You really hadn’t meant to intrude. Third wheeling your best friend and his date wasn’t exactly your idea of fun anyway, but the fair had always been yours and Steve's thing. Ever since you were kids and your parents would palm you off with a bundle of dollars to spend on cotton candy and rides on the ghost train, the fair in Hawkin’s had become tradition. 

So when the deconstructed rides had started gathering in the same field and posters had begun popping up around town advertising the winter fair,you hadn't given it a second thought when Steve had told you to be ready for him to pick you up that Friday evening. It wasn’t until you went to get into the passenger seat of his car that you’d realised that this time was different. 

You tried to hide the surprise on your face as you moved your hand away from the passenger side door handle, instead opting (through no choice of your own) for the backseat, plastering on a smile as you got situated in the car. 

“Hey,” You greeted your friend, before quickly turning your attention to his date. “Hey, Maggie, how are you?”. 

You knew Maggie Gerrard from school, you’d been in the same grade but barely interacted due to floating in different social circles. But she always seemed nice, nice enough to not want to cause any tension for your best friend. You’d lost count of how many girls had given him grief over your presence, always complaining that you were too close, not willing to accept that you came part and parcel with Steve. He was always adamant that he didn't care, and that you were more important to him than any of those girls anyway. It always made something swell on your chest, hearing those words, as much as you tried to ignore the feeling. 

“I’m good, how about you?” Her voice was coated with sweetness. Probably the superficial kind but it was easier to not read into it and pretend she was genuinely interested, not at all irritated by your presence in what would otherwise have been a romantic night. 

You just nodded, humming a response as you buckled yourself in. Your eyes flickered up to Steve who was watching your every move from his seat, the look in his eyes somewhat of an apology for the surprise and a question of you sure you’re good?. After over a decade of friendship you gained the ability to say so much without saying anything at all. You just blinked back, nodding once again and giving him your best smile. He didn’t seem entirely convinced, his gaze holding for a moment before he pulled away from the curb outside your house and drove towards the fair.

And at first it was fine. The fair was jam packed with kids, families, other teens, just about the whole of Hawkin’s it seemed. The mash-up of excited cheers and christmas songs elevated any awkwardness that had filled the cramped car on the ride over, stepping out into the sweet smelling air seeming to clear it all away. 

Steve and Maggie walked hand in hand, you always a few steps ahead as you looked around like a kid in a candy shop. After a good twenty minutes of meandering around the stalls, stopping to look at the various festive goods some were selling without actually ever buying any, you stopped at one of the food trucks. It was cold out, probably below freezing, and the perfect excuse to get one of the overly sweet hot chocolates. 

Before you could even finish ordering your own, Steve had stepped in and asked for another two. Handing over the money despite your protests that you could pay for yourself. 

The first sip felt like it warmed you from the inside, the cup radiating its heat through your gloves as you clutched it with both hands. 

“Woah, slow down, you’re gonna get sick on the rides if you drink that too fast.” Steve teased, watching you practically down your drink as he sipped his own. 

“Don’t be a killjoy Harrington.” You mumbled, barely taking the cup from your mouth to speak. “Besides, I thought it was you who got sick on the waltzers that one time?” You raised an eyebrow at the boy, who quickly looked between you and his date and shook his head.

“Hey no fair, I was a kid! And they totally picked on me, I practically broke the sound barrier with how fast they spun it.” He huffed, feigning annoyance at your confession. 

“Sure, whatever you say.” You rolled your eyes at his poor defence, finally taking a break from your hot chocolate. It was pretty sickly, not that you’d ever admit Steve was right.

“You’ve got a- ah c’mere.” Steve stepped to you as he spoke, your brow furrowed with whatever he was trying to say in so little words. It wasn’t until his thumb was brushing over the corner of your mouth that you realised, staring up at your friend through your eyelashes as he studied your face. Your breath was held in your chest, scared to even exhale as he finally moved his hand away. “Chocolate, s’gone now.” 

“Guess I did get a bit too excited with it.” You shrugged, heat washing over your already cold bitten cheeks. At least that made the fact you were blushing easier to hide. 

You glanced over to Maggie, whose tongue was inside her cheek as she watched the pair of you interact, and quickly tried to move the conversation onto something else. Anything else. 

You stayed a few steps ahead of them as you kept walking around, their muffled conversation easily drowned out by the noises of the fair. But every time you stole a glance behind you, you could see the girls slightly irritated expression as Steve clearly tried to dig himself out of whatever hole he was in.

The second incident, if you could call it that, was after you spent most of your money and far too much time trying to win an oversized teddy bear from one of the games stalls. You’d never been all that good with hand eye coordination, which was abundantly clear from the multiple failed attempts at knocking all the stacked bottles over. 

After another missed shot you tipped your head back and groaned, turning back to look at Steve who was far too amused by your attempts. 

“This is rigged.” You stated, folding your arms over your chest as you glared at the bottles that mocked you in their untouched state. 

“It’s not, you just suck.” You jutted your bottom lip out at Steve’s response, knowing that he was right but not willing to admit it. “Let me have a go.”

“Fine, but you won’t win, because it's rigged.” You stepped aside to let him up to the counter, the smell of his cologne instantly hitting you as his body was next to yours. It was warm and woodsy and familiar, he smelled like comfort and home and all the things you’d grown to associate Steve with. You were so preoccupied with mentally arguing with yourself about how you shouldn't think these things that you barely noticed Steve successfully knocking down the bottles until he turned to you with a grin.

“So it’s not rigged I guess.” His voice snapped you out of your trance, his smile instantly causing your own to appear as you squealed and hugged him tightly.

“Get your girlfriend to pick what she wants.” The man running the stall grumbled, clearly tired of your complaining that he’d been hearing for the last ten minutes.

“Oh she’s not-” Steve started, but the man was too preoccupied with resetting the bottles that any protests were pointless. But you could hear Maggie scoff from behind you, left in the same spot that she’d been with Steve before he came to your rescue. 

You offered him an apologetic smile, as if you’d really done anything wrong. But these situations were far too familiar, almost routine at this point. Sorry smiles and furrowed brows seemed to follow you and Steve whenever either of you had a date. 

You picked out the giant panda teddy that was practically the same size as yourself, clutching it to your body as Steve no doubt went to apologise again. You felt bad for him, always having to defend himself. Defend you. 

But the final straw that night was when the sun had fully left the sky, the navy blanket of night engulfing the air around you and dropping the temperature even more. You were quite grateful for the oversized bear in that moment, holding it to yourself conserving some heat as you shivered whilst waiting in the queue for the ferris wheel. 

“You cold?” Steve’s voice came from behind you, your neck craning so you could peer back at him.

“Nah I’m okay.” You lied, your skin flushed from the air and your teeth chattering despite your best attempts to control them.

“You’re not.” Before you could open your mouth in protest, Steve was peeling off his coat so he could remove his sweater. 

“Steve, I’m fine, really.”  You were practically begging at this point, already knowing the simple act of kindness would cause him trouble. 

“Just take it.” He held it out in his hand, the yellow sweater hanging there waiting to be claimed. He raised his eyebrows at you as you stood motionless, teeth tucked over your bottom lip. 

You exhaled, finally reaching out to take the sweater from him. The hassle of having to place the stuffed toy on the ground and fumble out of your own coat made the whole thing feel worse, dragging out the tension that was building as you pulled the sweater over your head. You did instantly feel warmer, Steve’s body heat lingering on the wool. 

“There, looks better on you anyway.” 

And that was it. Those few words were the final straw. One final sigh of irritation coming from Steve’s date before she began storming away.  “God, why don’t you just date her?” 

You looked at Steve, wide eyed and a small frown tugging at the corner of your lips. “Go.” You nudged your head in the direction of where Maggie was heading, making good ground with the pace she was walking.

Steve sighed, running a hand over his face. “You wait here, okay?” You just nodded at him before he half jogged after Maggie. 

You stepped out of the queue, finding somewhere to sit close to the ferris wheel as you sat waiting for your friend's return. Your prize teddy sat next to you, an unfortunately big reminder of the night. 

It wasn’t Steve’s fault. He was always too sweet with you. A hand on your back as you crossed roads, an arm over your body if he ever had to break hard in his car, eyes always reading your emotions without you even having to say anything. 

It felt like an eternity had passed by the time he returned, head hung low and on his own. When he finally looked up to find where you'd gone you gave him a small wave, that same sorry smile on your lips as he took a seat next to you. 

“She went home, said she didn’t want to be a third wheel on her own date.” He let out a sad laugh, shaking his head at the whole situation.

“I’m sorry Steve.” You nudged his side with your shoulder, your hand reaching over to squeeze his. 

“She’s kinda right though. This does feel like a date.” Steve was looking at you now, the bright lights around you dancing off his deep brown eyes and lighting up his skin with warm colours. 

“What? A date? Like, for us?” You raised one of your eyebrows at him as you forced the words out, hoping that he couldn't feel the thumping in your chest with him sitting so close to you. Your body's reaction a dead giveaway for how you feel.

Steve nodded, not breaking his eye contact with you. “Don’t you think?”

You took a moment to gather your thoughts, your brain screaming at you to just confess how you really feel. Begging you to just be honest. If only it were that easy.

“I guess, maybe. Minus your actual date.” Steve chuckled at your words, this time moving his hand to your own and hovering over it for a moment before taking it in his own. 

“Yeah, minus that.” It felt like the noise and chaos around you had vanished, all other distractions muffled by the blood that was thumping in your ears. “Everyone always says we should just give it up and get together.” 

You swallowed, mouth becoming more dry with each word your best friend spoke. You’d heard the same thing before, of course. From your ex boyfriends, all of your friends, even your parents. But you'd always brushed it off, dead set on the fact that Steve didn’t feel the same.

“But what about you? You’re not everyone.” You weren’t sure where this bravery was coming from, words you'd been dying to say for years suddenly spilling from your lips.

The way Steve smiled at you made your heart melt, made your chest ache and heat up despite the winter air. “I d’know. Would be nice to end the night on a positive note, don’t y’think?” 

You could feel your mouth open a little, as Steve looked at you waiting for a response. “Yeah, yeah it would.” You averted your eyes from your best friend as you spoke, staring down at your hand that was still in his. 

“C’mon then. There’s a ferris wheel with your name on it over there.” Steve stood up and tugged on your hand to raise you out of your seat, not letting go once you were up. You couldn't fight off the grin that was spreading over your face, your eyes brighter than any of the lights at the fairground. 

“The bear is sitting in the middle.” You teased, glancing over to the teddy that was still leaning against the wooden bench you'd been perched at.

“It’s absolutely not.” Steve grinned, picking the bear up and holding it under his free arm. You both stood still for a moment, just taking each other in. His eyes full of something soft and lovely, the same way he always looked at you really. 

[lesbianspirirt]

My Manifestation Success

As the title says, I've had a very clear success with manifesting my desires! I'm so excited and grateful and just really want to share this with someone to hopefully motivate others<3

Not too long ago, I started actively manifesting through affirming my desires in a notebook and recently realized that I got my results almost immediately! I wrote about how pretty I am, and now I get compliments all the time. I wanted to be popular and now I have a big friend group and people wanting to be friends with me! I wanted to get a girlfriend and the girl I've been crushing on for not even a month started being more straightforward with her interest. Also, important note on the popularity one: I used to be the loneliest of lonely losers for almost all of elementary and only had like 2 friends in junior high and now I've got over a dozen people who actually enjoy talking to me.

I almost can't believe that this is my life, but it's basically impossible to believe that it used to be so different.

And for those that want to know how I did it, here are the steps that I took to get what I desired<3

write a clear list of what you want the most, my list was a girlfriend, lots of friends, good grades, beauty, popularity, and money

take your list and organize your affirmations positively! meaning, dedicate a whole page to affirmations related to one of your desires and title it something like "I'm so beautiful!" or "My life is so romantic!"

put in the work; listen to subliminals, meditate, visualize, etc

don't fight the universe! even if you put all your energy into manifesting something like popularity, you can't also push away the people who are being guided to you. I get that sometimes your desires and what you're familiar with are as similar as night and day, but like anything else in life, you need to push out of your comfort zone!

now you just need to live your life

other things i did that helped! 1. used affirmations that are almost exaggerated, some examples being: -I'm the most beautiful person to ever exist! -I'm so popular, people beg to be friends with me!

2. wrote affirmations on paper and in pen to be closer connected to the affirmations and symbolically make them 'stronger'

3. used guided manifestation meditations

4. didn't force myself to meditate and affirm every day! especially if I didn't feel like doing it

I hope my post was helpful or at least a little motivational for someone lol <3

[turtlesocksv2]

4 Minutes ep 3 Liveblogging

opening with another dead body, killed the same way and in the same place as Tonkla's brother. HMMM.

Yay my boy Dome is awake!

re: the intubation Something something Tyme having to be in control and desperately trying to stop the inevitable something something trying to save Great something something Great's powers. It's not fully formed, but it's in my brain bubbling.

The way the clocks change back to normal when other people are around and the message on the coffee changed... i love it. but lmao poor Great is going to have a breakdown. "Can you forgive me?" is very interesting! What exactly do you need forgiving for, alternate timeline Tyme???

"which friend?" because lmao Great knows he doesn't have friends. Tyme is such a stalker. luckily Great is into it. But it really is kinda Sus.

LMFAO at Great getting yeeted back 4 minutes because he tried to reschedule a date with Tyme for a night he didn't have an assignment due! Goddess of Time really said Fuck Them Grades, Get That Dick. The theory that the visions are all leading Great to Tyme just seems more and more accurate. Great opening up to Tyme about his visions is going to be Important.

Tyme asking Den the good questions. Why 4 Minutes. (it's totally the brain death thing)

they're so cute playing the rigged arcade games. the black and white stuffed kitties have Thematic Color Coding.

Hmm so wait, am I getting this right? Great's mom was a mistress? and became Second Wife after First Wife/Korn's Mom killed herself, and Great was already born then? I see... more rancid family dynamics.

Frizzy Hair girl is in danger, I feel it. She's gonna die at some point. Anyway no shame for the frizzy hair i know mine would also be looking a mess in the Bangkok heat and I don't think illegal gambling rings like, provide flat irons or curl cream. Aaaand she's immediately caught. Her name is Nan...what was Tyme's ex-girlfriend's name again? just pondering.

Chief himself taking Win off the case. Yup, sounds about right.

LMAO at Tonkla trying to get high to stop a breakdown and Immediately the Hot Cop shows back up at his door. double LMAO at Tonkla calling his ass out for liking him. i love Tonkla so much.

the transition from "I shouldn't be doing this you're still grieving" to them banging is perfection, love the classical music in the background it really fits the vibe.

Tonkla really just wants SOMEONE to fuck him raw but keeps getting denied. funniest plotline.

"you can call me anytime" Win already being a better situationship than Korn. This is gonna be so messy.

"If you don't stop prying I'll kill you!" hmmm that exclamation mark really makes me think it's Title. And that would certainly tie some plot things together...but what is the motive other than Title being The Worst?

Great diagramming everything out and well on his way to a murderboard is a Good Choice on his part. Keep track of everything. Anyway, he's right to be freaked out by the change to 11:02 that's some ominous countdown shit even if it's not literally a countdown.

"he's not answering my calls" he's literally a surgeon who sometimes works in an emergency room??? like, I get that you're freaked out I would be too you're so valid my needy wet cat of a man but like Tyme's prrrrrrrobably not ghosting you he could literally be wrist deep in someone's chest cavity right now. give the man a minute, damn.

Ahaha, that ending was so funny a perfect cliffhanger. I love this show so damn much.

[ryansjane]

axelle judges non bl shows > To The Moon and Back

/!\ SPOILERS AHEAD

summary: Matalada is a naive and kind girl who was raised by a community of queer drag queens. When she meets Pennueng, a doctor who was raised to be nothing but perfect his whole life, sparks flies and opposites do, as always, attract.

where to watch: dramacool

grade: 8,5/10

pros:

this story was so fucking down my alley, bro. minimal drama and pure character development & analysis for 21 episodes? sign me the fuck up!!! the themes were so beautiful, about forgiveness & growth, chosen family & kindness always winning... I ATE THAT SHIT UPPP!!! such a heartwarming & honestly important lakorn for choosing depth above drama.

this is the least toxic lakorn couple I've ever seen, apart from maybe the one in to me, it's simply you which I also loved! they just truly love & respect each other and were written incredibly well. even though they're vanilla af, I didn't get bored at all?? LOVE THEM!

bruh, the characters!!! truly the first time in a lakorn where I truly love not only the main characters, but the entire cast. pennueng is so fucking soft, mata is legit the queen of my heart, trichat owns me entirely and is one of the most complex & interesting ever in my eyes, pang was also super complex & badass, and matalada's entire family????? are my family now. I absolutely adored them, and it was by far one of the best queer representation in lakorns!

the chemistry was beyond incredible! the main ship is perfect & truly feel like soulmates, and the side ship was SO HOT & iconic together, I was stanning! two different vibes but they both ATE!

the acting was PERFECT! everyone did an amazing role, james jirayu perfect in the role of the sad & stilted doctor, toey jarinporn impressed me so much for the first role I've seen her in, she was perfect for mata & absolutely made this role hers, the pang actress was great, I loved seeing the dad actor in a queer role, he honestly ate, the aunt vee actress ATE, especially considering it's her first role ever, the grandma??? fucked me up, I cried so much in her scenes lol. but the one who impressed me the most is ryu wachirawich. I only knew him from 9x9, but BITCHHHHH. he absolutely BODIED trichat & made him his in a way that has made me an immediate stan even though it usually takes me 2 to 3 roles to stan someone! he was so good & I'm looking forward to his next roles!

cons:

I was so confused by trichat ending up with riri. while I liked them together & they had been built up to have some tension since their first meeting... obviously trichat & pang should've ended up together??? in fact, I was certain they did??? didn't they mend things together & go on a double date with the main couple??? that whole thing was so confusing bc tri & pang had been far more developed and also built up to be soulmates like the main ship, so I was so disappointed by this choice of ending. ESPECIALLY since riri is canonically queer & used to like mata, so I wish we'd have seen her end up with a girlfriend, which would've added to the representation of the show.

similarly, I think the whole tri x pang storyline was made overly complicated for no reason. what was actually my favorite ship of the two quickly became a bit slow & repetitive after a while, and I believe they could've conveyed the same type of story better.

I wish we'd have seen at least one queer character get a love interest. this lakorn focuses more on the 'identity' aspect of queerness rather than the 'sexuality' aspect, which I found very interesting & worth exploring, but considering half of the characters are queer & they're basically the only ones ending up single feels kinda weird. just something they could've improved.

would I rewatch it: yes!

It was honestly such a joy to watch a lakorn where the couple is not toxic, people's decisions make sense most of the time & that actually created realistic and beautiful characters, not caricatures. I loved every moment of it! I cried, I laughed, I screamed... definitely one of the best lakorns out there & truly such a gem to watch!

[foragain]

1997. the year kate winslet became rose. tamagotchi hit shelves in the united states. princess diana had her light snuffed by greed. i was born.

i was born in november, a day before thanksgiving. being a baby in 1997 means i’d missed the console wars by a few years, and the rivalry between sega and nintendo was nothing but a story i’d go on to read via forums in the early 2000’s. despite that, i still led a crusade against my best friend in middle school — who was better? sonic or mario?

sonic, i’d say, because he was my favorite character at the time. i’d spent plenty of lazy summer afternoons playing sonic heroes at my cousin’s house to justify it, and mario never caught my interest. my friend said the same, just in the tune of red instead of blue. we’d argue our case against one another to a jury of unwilling participants at lunch, trying to persuade them to join our respective sides. none of the other members of our group of misfits played video games — passingly enjoyed them, sure, but never played — and so the importance of “sonic vs. mario” was lost to them. my best friend, lauren and i, kept on.

lauren loved mario the same way she loved all nintendo games. when the wii came out in 2006, she was the first in our friend group to get one, singing it’s praises throughout the hallways of our school after holiday break. the television in the living room of her house was broken, so the console earned a temporary spot in her mother’s room. we’d all collate in there, gathered on a bed with indentation on only one side, whiling away the hours with subspace emissary. while i loved video games, i wasn’t good at them yet; lauren would remind me to tie the strap around my wrist when holding the wiimote, lest it go flying (which it did. several times.)

mario’s favorite food is spaghetti, so lauren’s favorite food was spaghetti. one day in october, near her birthday, our whole friend group was invited to her house for dinner — a “spaghetti dinner”. i remember thinking it sounded fancy. what it was, really, was two pots on a stove (pasta and sauce) for self serve. a choice of apple juice or water. a collection of middle schoolers sitting at an old dining table, eating pasta together and talking about super smash bros. brawl, and higurashi, and youtube poops and sonic vs. mario. i told lauren that sonic was better because he was faster. she threw a meatball at my face.

when i graduated from grade six to seven, i became more interested in books instead of video games. i’d bring one with me to class every day, sometimes two, and read once i finished my course work. none of my other friends were as into reading and writing as i was, so i accepted my fate and found like-minded people on websites like gaiaonline instead. lauren and i had forgotten about our personal war. our friend group was satisfied to hear the conclusion to sonic vs. mario. it was the end of an era.

lauren came to lunch one day, after we’d graduated from grade six to seven, and handed me a piece of paper. her grin was as wide as a canyon — “it’s for you!” she said. printer paper, with a date on the bottom and a webpage url at the top. to the left, small, was a stock photo of sonic from super smash bros. brawl. to the right, lauren’s handwriting; to the bestest friend in the whole world! p.s, sonic rules!

2023. my husband and i made spaghetti the other night, and i thought about that spaghetti dinner in october. i thought about lauren. i thought about that piece of paper, tired and worn from the years, still tucked away safe in my office. lauren and i don’t talk anymore. i know she went to university. has her own apartment. a girlfriend, last i heard.

she may not think sonic rules anymore, and we may not talk, but that moment is still here in my home. it’s still in my heart, because there is no before and after what love is.

anyways. i love spaghetti. and i love mario games.

[karebear923]

I just finished watching XO, Kitty and I have so many thoughts!!!

Ok first off, I love my boy Dae!!! Everyone’s talking about not liking him as a love interest but I really like him as a character! Sure he made some mistakes but honestly they all did and we can forgive them. I just want to see him happy in the end, whether that’s with Kitty or not!

That being said, let’s not forget he and Kitty are each other’s best friend and they were together for 4 whole years! They know each other so well and that’s so important! I won’t rule him out as a love interest!

Second, I really like Minho as a character too. He was respectful of the fact that Kitty and Dae were together and never even hinted at his feelings for Kitty to anyone until he knew that they were over. But the way he just straight up told her before the flight took off kinda sucked imo, I think there would’ve been a better moment to say it. They could’ve left the episode on the cliffhanger of him maybe confessing his feelings to her now that he knew he could see her during the break.

Everyone’s shipping Kitty with Yuri, but I think we’re all forgetting the fact that Yuri has a girlfriend she’s very much in love with! I get that Kitty and Dae were in love and if they could break up over Kitty’s feelings for Yuri then the same could happen for Yuri and Julianna, but still. Although I do acknowledge that there was a slight spark of something between her and Kitty.

And idk if Kitty and Minho would be a good couple either, since she really didn’t express any interest in him all season. She was too caught up in Dae and Yuri to notice him. But maybe now that she’s done with Dae (😢) she’ll start to notice Minho and see that she likes him too. Probably lol.

Alex, oh Alex. 😅 I felt bad for Alex cause everyone treated him bad except for Kitty lol. I hope he gets to know his birth family more and that he gets a happy ending too. I’m rooting for you buddy! 💪🏽

Ok, I get that Florian didn’t want to flunk out of school and have to move, but he didn’t need to get the top score!! 😠 I’m so mad at him for that, cause he took away Dae’s room and board scholarship!!! Which btw it’s way effed up that he needs to be the actual top of the class to keep it! Like wtf!? Most scholarships give a range of grades but not the condition that he must be #1! And it’s a stupid thing for Florian to do for himself too, cause won’t the school be alerted when he’s been getting bad grades this whole time and suddenly he’s top of the class? Yeah, ok.

Most of the time I’m the kind of person that ships the main couple and can’t see any other possibilities but this time I honestly don’t prefer one ship over the other. In terms of the characters themselves, my heart’s with Dae and I want him to be happy. But idk if I ship him with Kitty as endgame, or if I just want them together if it means his happiness. I could see her with Minho too cause I also like him, he’s a good person and they could be good together. But we haven’t seen Kitty express any interest in him yet. I just can’t personally ship her with Yuri right now because of how much I see that Yuri loves her girlfriend Julianna, and I don’t wanna ruin that. But if they show her reciprocating Kitty’s feelings more in the future then maybe I could ship them too. It’s too much of a toss-up right now tbh.

All-in-all, it was a fun show! An easy watch; I actually binged the whole thing today which is something I never do! And I’m excited to see more! Can’t wait for season 2! Fingers crossed they make more! 🤞🏽

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Supernatural: Distance and Mobility

Had to read an excerpt from Jennifer Morton’s “Moving Up Without Losing Your Way: The Ethical Costs of Upward Mobility” and like damn I couldn’t help but think of Sam and Dean?

Like obviously Sam goes to college, and we never discuss it in part I think because Sam sees that part of his life with rose tinted glasses but I bet it was hard. Elite institutions are a whole nother fucking culture man. Like I don’t think any fics I’ve read talk about him feeling super uncomfortable at college though it’s not an uncommon sentiment. I wonder if he found his father and Dean’s advice about acting confident and like you belong in order to lie for hunts helpful in getting used to the college environment. I wonder if he realized he was using that advice.

Like I’m a huge fan of Stanford Era Dean angst but I will get to that in a sec I wanna talk about Bad Boys so imma add a read more so I don’t take over too much space bc this is gonna get long

The episode Bad Boys obviously showed Dean’s division between his family and a normal life, a life with friends, and a girlfriend, where he gets good grades because he can apply himself and doesn’t have to steal food. And this is valuable! This is a good thing! This is a better quality of life! He’s SAFE! And he gives it up! Because family so important to him, Sammy is so important to him. It’s a good he values more than a better life! And obviously after this he doubles down. Can’t think of a life outside hunting because if he does he might regret leaving Sonny’s and he can’t. He can’t regret leaving Sonny’s. So he values the lives of others above his own, sacrifices his life for Sam’s because all of this has to make it worth it.

Literally Supernatural was metaphorically talking about the ethical costs of upward mobility before Morton

And that’s why he feels betrayed by Sam leaving. Because he’d thought about it, but he had valued Sam more than a better life and now Dean values Sam more than his life, but Sam didn’t return it. Sam walked away. And Sam cut Dean out of his life, because he wants to move up in the world, and if Sam sees Dean he might doubt, might go back, so he has to remove himself from his brother’s life. Which is something literally discussed in the chapter I read in Morton’s book. The feeling of having to separate one’s self from the community and the family in order to fully prioritize one’s education.

Dean said in the first episode that he hadn’t bothered Sam in 2 years. But like what does that mean? Did he visit? Did Sam think Dean was trying to guilt trip him by showing up injured? Did he notice how much it bothered Sam that he was injured when he visited? Did Dean try to stall/delay visiting Sam until he could show up without injuries? Did Sam get frustrated as it looked like his brother didn’t want to see him? Did he get frustrated with himself because of this? Did they just keep rescheduling until eventually they gave up?

Then again Sam immediately diving into college gets a new dimension if they had this back and forth. Does Dean feel envious? Does Sam feel relieved when his brother stalls and delays his visits? Does Sam feel guilty sometimes for being relieved?

Obviously I love lonely Stanford Era Dean but this is also an interesting dynamic to explore. Like in 2005 we weren’t talking about how class differences affected college retention; people weren’t really talking college retention much at all I don’t think, it was more about just getting people there. I could probably talk more about Sam and Dean and college and education but imma stop here bc that’s a post for another day

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RIP to your girlfriend but Hounds End sounds like a really interesting project/story and if a nonbinary ghost of an ambiguous canine nature came into my life, offered to kill my parents for free and without risk to me, AND helped me run away and learn to live on my own I'd VERY much take that deal.

Like ??? that's the stuff you have day dreams about even though you know its unrealistic but it's kinda comforting in a morbid way.. Love both the characters, cisn't people gotta stick together. Would probably be a lot more terrifying if the ghost dog didn't ask about the whole killing parents thing and you just wake up or get home and find a ghost dog covered in blood and your parents gone but you know what I support their rights AND more importantly their wrongs.

But I can understand your GF not wanting you to focus on vent stuff with questionable morals, but akreg the most important thing is that it doesn't hurt you to think about it

Also your the best boss ever and I have decorated the hypothetical business room/office with fun little knickknacks and a speaker system so anyone in the business can chill and listen to music when not out on a job. I may not do everything perfetly but the moment you say something I'll go "I'm on it boss" in a brooklyn accent and try my best

im glad you appreciate it for the vent/wish fulfillment that it is, hah. i probably put too much stock in her opinion at the time cause she was basically my only friend and also the only person who really WANTED to see my art. so when the one person who always wants to see your art is kind of put off by your vent project its like ouchggh. but its not like she TOLD me to stop doing it or anything.

another thing about Hounds End is that i made the dog-spirit-ghost intentionally off putting and angular, cause I love monsters and I love the idea that just cause someone looks scary doesn't mean they're actually evil or whatever. i didnt get very far but i do have these few comic pages i made back in like 2020 or something. don't judge how rough they were heh, i made them while depressed :')

I appreciate the decorations. I am an avid enjoying of Little Knick-knacks hah. fun fact about that phrase tho, I say "I'm on it boss" and "what next, boss?" every time i go to work. I love doing it, its so fun and my bosses/coworkers seem to like it so its like, nice. im getting a good grade in Being an Employee.