#lazy to translate the rest

[sandreeen]

[Sore Snow Man ni Yarasetekudasai 2024.05.24] Wherein Marin Honda and Momoiro Clover Z's Ayaka Sasaki & Reni Takagi dance to Arashi's Monster. "You did Ohno-san's solo part very well. Your Ohno-san was superb!"

[tetitous]

Oookay since I'm apparently deep into the FMA (2003 especially but like, general) obsession, I decided to share some old french songs that fit suspiciously well with some of the characters.

For today, we start with Edward Elric and En Rouge Et Noir ('in black and red')

"In Black and Red, I'll exile my fear

I'll go higher than those mountains of pain

In Black and Red, I'll expose my heart

In exchange for a respite of softness

In Black and Red, my struggles, my weaknesses

I know them, oh how I wish they would stop

In Black and Red, flag of my angers

I ask for a little tenderness"

[disownedbytiime]

You said this, but then you chose Pomefiore in your birthday card! Don’t lie, you wanna be with Vil!

And once again, I keep saying this needs to happen. Like a prom thing or something. Definitely, please.

[messylustt]

lazy eating — leon kennedy ( nsfw ). longer name. leon would eat you out for himself.

he’s impatient. especially when he gets home, eyes hooded. he doesn’t eat you out for your pleasure. only for his. he’ll just walk in, you with a pretty smile sat in your desk chair, greeting him. but leon’s already on his knees, pulling your legs apart as he doesn’t pay mind to your surprised hitch of breath. your pants and panties are already pulled away and tossed, before one of his hands are rested on your stomach to stop you from moving so much.

he doesn’t say a word as he harshly widens yours legs even more, leaning in, and licking straight up your already weeping pussy. no matter how much you squirm leon won’t be stopping, lapping at your cunt until all you can say is babbled murmurs. his body begins to relax the more he eats you out, lifting your legs to rest over his shoulders as he sucks and nibbles on your clit, making your thighs shake. leon doesn’t eat you out for your pleasure. he’s selfish when he’s tense.

so, when you’ve reached your first orgasm his tongue isn’t slowing, now beginning to thrust into your hole, as you try and breath through the overstimulation, pushing at his head to leave your poor cunt. “l — leon — i can’t — ” “jus’ stay quiet.” he murmurs lowly into your pussy as he pushes his head even further between your legs making your chest heave. one after the other. your orgasms never end, and your mind is mush. leon kisses your pussy lips, sucks on your clit and devours all of your arousal. and it’s all for his benefit alone.

© messylustt.tumblr please don’t steal, copy or translate my work onto other platforms.

[bumblebeesfromvenus]

Here are some German specific quirks I think König would have <3

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(yes, I know he's Austrian, but the difference is really only that they talk funny and have better desserts)

♡ he HATES fans and air conditioning. Like I'm talking disdain from the deepest pits of hell kinda hate.

Ceiling fans and AC are not a thing here, and literally every German looks at it with a very disapproving look if there happens to be one somewhere.

König absolutely refuses to sleep with the fan or AC on, just open a window, Liebling!

He's so upset that he can't put the window "auf kipp" :( (pls Google it, it's so hard to explain lol) like he's crushed that he can't keep the windows "auf kipp" all day.

You have a ceiling fan? Nope, not anymore. That thing is getting taken down the minute you move in together. But if you insist on keeping it, he'll secretly cut the cable to the switch.

Everyone knows all they do is whirl around dust and make you sick! He's not having it.

König acts like artificial ventilation is his worst enemy (I agree with him) and he'd rather suffocate than turn on the goddamn AC.

♡ Sundays are strictly lazy/rest days. Nothing's open on Sundays here, so we're forced to relax and not run around like headless chickens trying to get things done.

He's absolutely baffled if you have plans to go somewhere on a Sunday. What do you mean you need to run errands? What do you mean you're going out? And if you want him to come along?? Yeah, no.

His brain stops working. After the many years he's been alive, not once has he gone somewhere on a Sunday that wasn't his Oma's house for Kaffee und Kuchen.

You're not going anywhere. Plans are canceled, and you better spend the day on the couch with him.

♡ König probably misses all the beautiful old architecture Vienna has to offer. You don't quite appreciate it as much when it's just there all the time, but now he wishes he could quietly people watch in the city center :(

In my mind he's a bit of a history nerd, so he probably frequented museums and castles, admiring the delicately sculpted ceilings and wondering how people lived back then.

He'd be most fascinated by the masonry work done on the outside of most buildings. I mean, that's stone, but it's so smooth and carefully crafted.

♡ there are some very weird sayings in German that you just can't translate because they don't make sense. König is sick of having to awkwardly try to explain what they mean after he's been caught muttering one under his breath, only to realize halfway through that he looks like a maniac.

German is a very literal language, and I think he misses speaking it. We have very specific words for some things and he probably struggles to talk in English sometimes purely because the words he wants to use just don't exist.

(I'm very upset they didn't give him an Austrian accent bc it's one of my favorites, but I can also confidently say that I think he wouldn't be taken seriously at all if he had one lmao)

♡ König goes on random ass walks sometimes. Where's he going? On a walk. No, like where is he going? HE'S GOING ON A WALK.

There's no destination, you just walk. No matter the weather. Ya walk until you feel like you've walked enough. (A very German experience and I hate it)

♡ dreams of his Oma's Kaiserschmarn (me too, König, me too.)

It's basically a giant pancake that you tear into little pieces (traditionally, it has raisins too, I think) and you eat with either cinnamon sugar or applesauce (or both) and you will drift up to heaven.

It's warm, it's fluffy, it's sweet;

It's perfect for a gloomy Friday afternoon spent with his Oma and Opa 🥺

(Can you tell that I'm projecting)

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"Auf kipp" is a very specific window position where only the bottom two hinges stay attached so you can tilt the window towards you and a little crack is open so you can always have fresh air!

"Oma und Opa" grandma and grandpa, which he loves so much, undoubtedly.

"Kaffe und Kuchen" basically tea time. You get together and eat cake and have coffee! Mostly on the weekends :)

"Kaiserschmarn" what dreams are made of.

🩷

[moonfireshadow]

Rewatched Saltburn and I'm obsessed with Farleigh and Oliver's tutoring scene. The essay specifically. For those who don't remember: Oliver did his homework and all his assignments and genuinely gave a well thought out essay for their summer assignments. Farleigh shows up hungover and late and didn't even read the books. But the teacher immediately loves Farleigh and is chatting him up with an interest he barely tried to show Oliver. Even after Oliver gives his presentation and shows that he's clearly a much better student than Farleigh. Obviously this is the real start of their rivalry. But it's also such a beautiful look into their characters and how they mirror eachother. Farleigh understands Oliver's essay, I believe. But like the teacher he's bored by it. The knowledge and work is there, but the presentation of it is boring and strange. Academic and correct, but lacking the appeal to the audience. (Which, can we talk about the fact Farleigh was genuinely listening at all? The teacher zoned out and switched channels, but Farleigh was interested and paying enough attention to know the exact number of times Oliver used the word "thus" in his essay. They respect each other truly even if they despise eachother at this point, and refuse to acknowledge the grudging respect.) So Farleigh does what he does best, he gloats over Oliver. He picks apart the style of the essay and it's presentation rather than addressing the central argument or topic. This delights the teacher and frustrates Oliver who is like, "so you're going to critique the style of my essay rather than it's substance? Seems a bit lazy" and that's the core component of these two characters.

Farleigh is ALL about presentation. He knows how fragile his pedistal is placed up and in view for everyone to see. He's a charity project, just like every other rando of the month. Sure he has some familiar connection, and that's given him a leg up in this world. But it's still shakey at best. He always has to give the correct performance, say the right words, keep his audience on HIS side. Unless he wants to get knocked down with the rest of the common rabal that he knows he's belongs with, but can't stand the idea of. So yes, of course he picks apart the one thing he knows Oliver is failing at. He takes his one advantage over Oliver and uses it mercilessly to both entertain and secure his audience on his side. (I wonder if the positions had been different some how, if Farleigh would have had anything to say about the substance of the essay itself. He was paying attention to it, did he want to have a real academic conversation? Did he possibly want to try and connect to Oliver in that way? A real and non performative way with someone who's so similar to him?)

As for Oliver, obviously his character is intelligent. He does the readings. He does the research. He puts the time and effort in to *learn* in the way Farleigh never does. And it must infuriate him that his essay is so easily pushed to the side for a cheep critique that doesn't even address the central argument of his essay. Of course he would hate Farleigh from the start for that. It's such a quick negation of all that Oliver has to offer and give just because it's not wrapped up in a pretty bow. And that's just his character. The substance is there, the intelligence is there. But it's not enough. It will never be enough. Because Oliver doesn't know how to translate it to his audience in a way they'll care about. He learns and tries to mimic, but it always falls short because he just can't seem to figure out the way to blend in and present himself so seamlessly as Farleigh.

And that's why they're such perfect mirrors of each other. They're both intelligent and clever. But they've found different ways of getting what they want and proving themselves. Farleigh is the face and the presentation, Oliver is the substance and body. In another world imagine what these two could have done and been if they hadn't been pitted against each other for the same prize. And the fact Oliver definitely deliberately shoved Farleigh out at the perfect time so he wouldn't get hurt and killed? Oliver and Farleigh respect and admire the other. But their tragedy is they can never be on the same page or team because the world they're in says there is only room for one. And they'd both do anything to get that title.

[martiny0rk]

Can’t sleep without you

Request: Yes/No

Warnings: not any

Summary: Kate just can’t wait have you in her arms

Kate dragged her tired feet into the apartment you both shared taking off her shoes setting them by the door and putting her keys on the hook by the door.

She slowly started to quietly make her way to the bedroom you both shared still dressed in the clothes she had on from practice.

The weight on her shoulders from the stress she had all day seemed to lift and fade away as soon as her eyes landed on your sleeping frame .

The room was dark, the only light being from the moon coming in through the open curtains.

She quietly walked over to you and her heart felt warm upon realizing that you were curled up in her sweatshirt.

Kate caresses your cheek kissing your forehead pulling the covers over you making sure you were tucked in before making her way to the bathroom.

She made her way to the closet grabbing a pair of sweats and a bralette going back into the bathroom setting her clothes on the counter and takes a quick shower.

After, the shower she quickly gets dressed brushing her teeth and drying off her hair.

Kate quickly throws her hair up into a pony tail before turning off the bathroom light and closing the bathroom door heading over to her side of the bed which was the one closest to the door.

She lets out a sigh of relief once her back hit the bed and looks over at you noticing that you moved from the position you were in before she showered.

Kate moves the hair that had fallen in your face just adoring your sleep face which she could see with the moon like coming in on it.

She lets out a big yawn looking at you just seeing you all snuggled up made her just want to pull you in her arms and hold you close.

She closed her heavy eyes letting out a big yawn but for some reason, She couldn't seem to fall asleep. She lied restless and looked at the clock.

Kate knew the remedy was simple. With you wrapped in her strong arms, her body was begging to fall asleep and to have you warm body on top of her, She was going to fall asleep and sleep well. She hated the idea of waking you when you were curled up and looked so cozy when you're sleeping so peaceful

She reached over to touch you. Her hand hovered over your arm for a moment but then finally fell and starts to gently rub your arm

You open your eyes to look at her, finding her teeth sank into her bottom lip and her restless eyes locked with your tired ones.

"Kate? What is it? It's after midnight, I'm tired."

"I know. I'm sorry to wake you, sunshine. But I can't sleep without you in my arms"

You couldn't hide the sleepy smile that had came onto your lip. You moved into her side and tangled your legs with her long ones. She planted little kisses on your head and a lazy smile tugged at your lips once more.

“I love you” you spoke quietly.

“Love you too baby.”

You puckered your lips and closed your eyes. Her lips touched yours, a restless, but loving kiss being planted onto your soft lips.

You pulled back too soon, but she didn't complain as you dropped your head back onto her chest listening to her heart beat and started to fall asleep in her arms.

Kate listened to your breathing which slowly moved her into falling asleep. She gently rubbed your back as she slowly fell asleep.

She always got the best rest with you in her arms.

 martiny0rk — all rights reserved. please do not modify, translate, or plagiarise my content.

[gendercomsumer]

hiii ^^ I would like some headcanons for riddle, malleus, vil and rook with a fem mc that accidentally ends up making them laugh (because what she says or does is very random xd maybe an example would be like jennifer lawrence sjjs she is very funny ) well that's all, thanks and take care <3

Riddle, Malleus, Vil, and Rook with an S/O who can make them laugh with the most random things

A/N: Hello to you too Anon! I know this has been in my inbox for gods knows how long- But thank you still for sending this in! I hope this is to your liking! I actually did watch some Jennifer Lawrence videos for inspiration and I have to agree the comedic timing she has is perfect!! I also used some google translate in Rooks part so it may not be accurate ^^;

Characters: Riddle, Malleus, Vil, and Rook

Warnings: Cursing to a mild degree, playful mention of stalking in Rooks (I love him I swear!!!), lightly proof read

Fem!Reader

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle is a bit difficult to get a good genuine laugh out of, at least in my opinion.

Like sure you have a small chuckle when he finds something amusing, but i feel like it'd be a bit of a challenge to get a good genuine laugh out of.

Then you came in, saying the strangest things at the most unrelated times!

And Ace and Deuce find this absolutely hilarious

You'll say the most out of pocket shit with the straightest face and somehow half the people around you start to laugh some others breaking out in giggles

Ace and Deuce have definitely talked about this 'talent' of yours, at least in their words.

You had said some of these strange comments around Riddle and he found them strange a bit endearing as well

I'd think the time you got a good laugh out of him was when you had come with him to take care of some of the hedgehogs

The two of you were sitting in the grass some of the hedgehogs were playing while a few had decided that climbing on the two of you was a good way to pass the time

One had wandered up onto your head and almost fell off but luckily you were able to save the little guy before he fully hit the ground

After Riddle worriedly checked the little guy over you while looking over his shoulder at the small animal said:

"Well at least we know this one has no self preservation"

Unwillingly, or maybe subconsciously, a small laugh makes it's way through Riddles chest to his lips.

Well, now maybe he saw what those two were blabbering on about

Your little comments were always appreciated with Riddle

Even if they didn't cause him to laugh they did brighten his mood at least somewhat

"Yes, this one does tend to be a bit of a handful. Reminds me of a certain rose I know"

He teased before you two fell back into the pattern of caring for the small animals

More chuckles and comments to come no doubt

Malleus Draconia

At first Malleus didn't understand why the rest of Diasomnia found your remarks so comical

Yes his child of man did tend to bring a certain warmth where ever she walked

But he didn't see this as an excuse for the amount of laughter you cause people around you

Most of the remarks you make will fly over his head

I'm sorry but he seems like the kind of guy to not get the joke until you explain it to him-

Now the Thorn Prince does share a few chuckles with those around him when he finds something amusing, similar to Riddle

But it's even more difficult to get a laugh out of him considering he doesn't get a lot of the play on words type of jokes

but something abrupt and slightly out of context?

I feel like that would get some sort of laugh out of him

One day you were talking with Malleus about some of the things you did in your old world

The topic of amusement parks came up and you started listing the rides you used to go on as a child

Roller coasters, bumper cars, lazy rides where you could relax, until you blanked on the name of a ride

It was frustrating considering it was probably something simple and you would remember it after their conversation, but you wanted to keep the ball rolling

Malleus mean while was partly enjoying seeing how frustrated you got over a simple word

You really were a strange thing weren't you Child of man?

"I'm sorry Mal- I know what I'm thinking of! It's on the tip of my tongue- It's like one of those horse tornado things!"

Horse.. tornado..?

Now that got Malleus attention

he understood the other rides you described, favoring the lazy rides

but what ever this horse tornado was... it sounded.. strange, yet curious at the same time

"CAROUSELS!! FUCKING CAROUSELS, THAT'S WHAT THEY'RE CALLED!"

Malleus let out a small puff of air before he started chuckling under his breath

You truly were a strange one weren't you child of man, just like the world you came from

Malleus pressed a kiss to your forehead letting out one more chuckle before speaking

"Truly fascinating, maybe one day you could bring me to one of these 'horse tornados' you have me interested"

Sure jokes your fly over his head, but he would tease you some what for your small skips in memory

Vil Schoenheit

Now Vil, having acted in a lot of movies, (If I'm correct) Would have probably had a few good laughs in that line of work

Weather that be on set or behind the cameras

But he doesn't often let out a good laugh in public, it's not really part of the proper image he'd want to put out there

As for behind closed doors or with close friends he's definitely willing to have a laugh

And who better to bring a smile to his face than his lovely sweet potato?

Though one good moment always stuck out to him that caused him to have one of the most genuine laughs in awhile

The two of you were getting ready to go out to a fancy restaurant, courtesy of Vil of course, hair, makeup, shoes things like that

While Vil was sitting at his vanity working on his eyes when you came out of the bathroom in a stunning dress hand picked by Vil

It brought out all your best features while still being enough coverage to where it wasn't uncomfortable to wear into a public area

The two of you made idle conversation as you sat on a near by chair to slip on a matching set of heels for the dress

As you stood up in the heels to work on your own makeup you lost your balance thanks to the new height the heels provided

Although Vil was quick to catch you making sure you came no where near the floor he still was concerned

"Oh sweet potato are you alright? What happened?"

Yes looking back on it the question seemed dumb but he was concerned

but you just let out a giggle while regaining your balance before saying:

"Well I'm not sure what happened, but I remember wanting to yell 'fuck' as my last words before I embarrassed myself"

Vil took a moment while looking at you

then a chuckle escaped his lips which soon turned into the two of you sharing a small laugh

Now Vil doesn't know why he laughs at your antics, in hindsight they're just normal phrases

But maybe it's the delivery?

Or the way you smile at him?

What ever it may be it always causes a smile to grace his lips or a chuckle to be drawn from him

Sure Vil maybe all about preserving beauty and making sure he looks flawless

But if he happens to get a few smile lines because of your antics, he will never hold it against you

"Well my darling, I'm glad to hear you're alright. It would be a shame if you or your lovely dress got roughed up before we left. Now come, you still want to do your makeup don't you? Allow me to help"

Rook Hunt

Now Rook has plenty of laughs in his life

Weather that be from stalking some poor soul or a genuine laugh among friends

Rook out of the four is probably the easiest to get a laugh from

He's a joyful guy wanting to see all nature and the world has to offer! Can you blame him?

Then enters you who some how can't help but leave Rook giggling when ever you do something!

You put your tie on wrong? Oh silly Trickster aren't you just the sweetest thing!

Then comes your words which to Rook is a whole new ball park

Rook tends to hold onto every word meant for him, weather that be written or spoken out loud

His darling Tricksters words are so elegant and so sweet how could he not treasure everyone!

What really gets him chuckling and laughing is the moments when your words aren't as sweet and graceful

Cut to one day when you and Rook were in the fields often used for flying class

Rook had a desire to teach you archery so he happened to drag you along with a quiver and bow to some targets set by his hand

After the first few moments of Rook teaching you how to properly hold and aim the bow and making sure your arm guard was secure (He wouldn't want his darling trickster to get rope burn!) He let you shoot

All was going well as you hit targets in an... acceptable way

But all that seemed to end when a large gust of wind sent your best shot yet off course and into the ground

And just as Rook was about to offer some encouragement to keep going and try once more

some colorful language came from you to say the least

"Wind!? Really!?! Could you not wait two fucking minuets!! Nooooo! You just had to thro my best shot off course you-!"

Now don't get Rook wrong he hold the sweet words you two share close to his heart

But there was just something about you yelling at the wind of all things that caused him to start laughing

As he laid on the grass of the field eyes closed as he laughed

Oh? It seems your colorful language is directed towards him now? Even better!

"Trickster- reine de mon coeur! Please I believe- I believe you have shared plenty enough words with the wind today!"

A/N: This is actually the first time I've taken a good look at the name of Malleus' dorm. Dia = Dragon. Somnia = Sleep

Diasomnia = Dragon of sleep

just a ting i found silly :)

[k0juki]

Hi! So I saw you were writing for joost and I was wondering if you can do joost dating fem!reader hc’s and readers a contestant at Eurovision? Maybe if ur comfortable with it can you add some comfort angst?

Jurr♡ I can :)

Dating Joost Klein hc.

Joost Klein x fem!reader

English is not my first language, so feel free to point out any mistakes or errors! More posts here.

Wc: 552

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• You and Joost met in the Netherlands, before he, himself got pretty famous.

• It was fall and you were here because you always wanted to go here, to see all the colors and meet new people.

• As you were mindlessly looking around, you didn't watch where you were going and accidentally bumped into some stranger. Joost.

• You apologized to him and he just laughed, saying it's alright.

• He asked if you wanted to get coffee together as an apology and you immediately agreed.

• And the rest is history, now Joost is your boyfriend of two years and is your biggest cheerleader at Eurovision, he's attending all your rehearsals and performances.

• He's pretty proud because he never missed a single one show.

• And also, he is proud of you, how far you made it.

• He fulfills you with affection and support, whether it's giving you pep talks before going on the stage or holding your hand during nerve-wracking moments.

• He's always here with you.

• Despite his busy schedule, Joost always makes time for you, whether it's planning romantic dates or simply cuddling on the couch after a long day, he cherishes every moment spent together and never fails to make you feel loved and valued.

• Music also is a big part of your relationship with Joost.

• You bond over shared favorite songs and artists, often spending lazy afternoons listening to music together or even writing songs collaboratively.

• He admires your talent and creativity, as you admire his.

• Joost is incredibly proud of your achievements at Eurovision, but he also understands the pressure you're under.

• He's there to comfort you during moments of doubt and anxiety, offering words of encouragement and reassurance when you need them most.

• As the Eurovision competition heats up, tensions run high, you find yourself struggling with self-doubt and anxiety.

• Joost notices the change in your demeanor and becomes increasingly worried about your well-being.

• One night, after a particularly stressful rehearsal, you break down in tears, overwhelmed by the pressure to succeed.

• Joost rushes to your side, wrapping you in his arms and soothing you with gentle words of comfort.

• "Hey, hey love, it's alright, okay? I'm right here."

• He assures you that he's there for you no matter what and that your worth isn't defined by the competition.

• Despite Joost's efforts to comfort you, the anxiety continues to gnaw at you, casting a shadow over your relationship.

• You worry that your insecurities are driving a wedge between you, but Joost refuses to let you push him away.

• No matter what.

• He stands by your side, offering unwavering support and understanding as you navigate the emotional rollercoaster of Eurovision.

• On the night of the final performance, nerves are at an all-time high, but Joost is there to hold your hand and remind you of your strength and talent.

• "it's just a competition love, nothing more." His words calmed you down.

• As you take the stage, he watches with bated breath, his heart swelling with pride as you pour your heart and soul into the performance.

• In the aftermath of Eurovision, you and Joost take time to reflect on the experience and its impact on your relationship.

• Despite the challenges you faced, you emerge stronger and more united than ever, grateful for the love and support that you have from him.

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Don't copy or translate my work! Also the picture is not mine! Credit goes to owner!

[starrierknight]

⇢ ˗ ˏ ˋ ⋆ ✧ ･ﾟ 𝐆. 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

wc— 420 (haha) cws/tags— virginity loss, gender neutral reader, fluff

virgin!satoru who's trying to play it cool, who's trying to keep impressing you, who's doing his best to keep his nerves under wraps.

virgin!satoru who gets so painfully hard when you both makeout and he just can't help but grind against your thigh, just to have some relief as his body thrums with desire.

virgin!satoru who blushes a fantastic shade of bright, cherry red when you ask him if he's got a condom on him; whose hands, that are usually so skilled, fumble with his wallet, pulling out a considerably battered condom that's got the writing worn off (because he's never had a chance to use it before you).

virgin!satoru who laughs nervously—not his usual loud, boisterous laugh but something shy and sweet—when you start to undress each other and you tell him just how gorgeous his body is.

virgin!satoru who is just so sensitive when your hands touch his skin that he squirms, shuddering when your fingertips trace along the curve of his spine, his adonis lines, his fortified chest and plush muscles.

virgin!satoru who is so eager to please, pining for praise and reassurance as he touches you with gentle, tentative hands and asks, "can I touch you here?" , "does this feel good?" , "am I doing this right?"

virgin!satoru who watches in amazement as his shaking fingers, that had only ever known violence, know you as he touches you and sees how your body responds and leans against him.

virgin!satoru who rests his forehead against yours as he slowly, slowly, slowly slips inside you for the very first time, gasping at just how well you take him as he's utterly convinced he was made for you.

virgin!satoru who kisses you sloppily and moans into your mouth as he gets closer to cumming, whining and mumbling praise about how perfect you feel as he questions how he'd ever managed to live without this.

virgin!satoru who cums too quickly and half sobs into your shoulder, whining and whimpering as he keeps thrusting inside you as he fucks himself into overstimulation because he wants you to cum for him as well.

virgin!satoru who's naїvely convinced that you're the one for him as you moan his name as you orgasm, because how could you not be his when you look, taste, sound, feel like this?

satoru who lies beside you in the tangled bedsheets, all drunken smiles and lazy kisses as he holds your body reverently as you ask him, "how d'you feel now?" and all he can reply with is a smug, self-satisfied, "perfect."

this work belongs to STARRIERKNIGHT . please refrain from plagiarising any of my works and do not repost/translate/modify/copy onto any platforms.

[arrrr64]

Ah, finally. My stupid memes collection 🤭

That’s not all, but I’m tooooooooo lazy to translate the rest into English 👉👈🫠

[pvrkacciosan]

The price for life

A/n: ahhhh, I'm a sucker for the dad! drivers content

Synopsis: One of the many pains of pregnancy.

Pairing: Charles Leclerc X Pregnant Fem!reader

Warnings: throwing up, morning sickness. Google translated french, dear old Charles getting a little handsy

Word Count: 1K

The novelty hadn't worn off on you yet it seemed, Laying awake in the early morning, it had become a habit to simple run your hand over the forming bump on your lower stomach.

Being around the fifteen week mark, it was safe to say that you child had definitely began to make themselves known.

It was such strange sensation and notion for you to know that there was a growing life inside you, one which you had made with your fiance.

Who currently was snoring lightly from beside you, sleeping soundful his back exposed. You had always preferred to sleep next to him, when he didn't wear a shirt, the direct contact to his skin proved to be an excellent body warmer, and currently with this pregnancy you had manage to get what you wanted, by simple using the excuse that it was his child that made you want such things.

Charles would simple smile and heed to your requests without question. Pulling the sheet closer to your body, you shifted closer to him, drawing a hand up to drawn patterns on the bare flesh of his back,

There wasn't a clear amount of time that passed before the sleeping body beside you began to stir, Leaning in closer, you pulled your body until your lips where level with his shoulder,

Pressing a firm kiss to the exposed skin, You watched softly as Charles's head titled up an rolled around to now face you, he offered you a lazy smile, eyes still sleep dulled.

"Morning, My love" you pressed another kiss to the same point on his shoulder, hugging his arm lightly under the covers, His hand drifted through the sheets until it grazed the bump, Charles held there while he rolled over to face you now,

Resting his hand onto the bone of you hip he settled with rubbing the pad of his thump along the underside of the swell. Lifting your shirt to gain proper contact with the warmth flesh,

"How are you this morning, Ma chérie? " Charles's morning voice was rough, and shot shivers down your whole body, He blinked in waiting for your response, smirking when he realised your hesitation,

"Fine" you nodded, perhaps to try and convince him that his words hadn't affect you too much, despite the way your body leaned closer to his in that moments, the bump between you pressing closer to his torso,

Charles giggled at your obvious coverup, leaning in to press his lips to yours, in a swift sweet kiss, his hand trailing up to caress the underside of the swollen skin, it tickled at first causing you to gasp lightly against his mouth, Charles took full advantage off that, using the opening to deepen the kiss further,

Having his hands right where he wanted them, He pulled you closer, rolling until you had no choice but to straddle his lap if you wanted to continue.

"Beaucoup mieux" (much better) You pulled back as Charles took a second to take the sight of you on him in the early morning light streaming in through your shared bedroom window.

Wearing nothing but your underwear and one of Charles shirts, it left your legs exposed when you sat on his lower stomach, Charles began to run his hands up your leg, starting from your knee, moving incredibly slow up the apex of your thighs.

Leaning forward against him, you rocked your hips down into his pelvis to cause some sort of friction, before kissing him once more.

Charles had groaned, tilting his head back slightly right before you recapture his mouth, You let a content giggle leave you, pulling away to place your forehead to his when he smoothed his hands against the sides of your stomach once more,

He shifted slightly, you watched his gaze as he looked around to glance down at you stomach, replacing one of your own hands, to rested it atop his.

"We did that" His whisper was riddled with disbelief, shock even, a pleasurable one, rooted from joy. Happiness for the life he was about to lead with you.

It took everything in him to pull one of his hands away, but he did so to cup the side of your face and pull you back towards him.

It was then you felt the familiar feeling, which you hoped you had manage to shake being this far into the pregnancy. Apparently not, as you pushed off from Charles chest, and leaping off the bed in one swift movement, you darted for the bathroom across the hall from your shared room.

The bile burned the back off your throat as it forced its way up, there was no stopping it as you managed to crouch to the toilet intime.

There was the sound of soft footsteps padding your way, Without even having to turn you knew Charles was leant into the doorframe,

"I'm not that repulsive am I?"

You spat into the bowl before glaring at him over your shoulder,

"Ughhh, I thought I got passed this last week" You rested your head against the side of your arm, kneeling on the cool floor now.

Charles moved closer, you felt the brush of his finger at the nape of your neck when he began gathering up your hair, you held up your other wrist, Charles took the hair band from around it.

"I'll go grab you some water," he stated after tying your hair back away from your face,

And just like that he dashed off, when he reappeared he was now dressed in a simple comfortable looking black hoodie, and a glass of water in hand.

When he placed the glass next to you, he reached into the hoodie pockets and pulled out a strip of anti-sickness tablets, which you had gotten used to taking during the first few weeks of your pregnancy.

Charles had been amazing with you, and there was't a doubt in your mind that without him, you wouldn't have been able to mentally get through the beginning of this pregnancy.

Gratefully taking the pills you sipped them down with some of the water,

"Thank you Charles." You hoped he picked up on the severity of which you tried to emphasis into your words,

He reached across to take your hand, he looked in thought, kissing you hand where your engagement ring sat,

"Well you know, ma mère would kill me for not taking good care of the two newest Leclercs" He rose to move, you gripped to his hand before it slipped from your hold, halting him where he stood,

"I don't know what I would do without you"

Charles answering smile was devilish, "Probably wouldn't be pregnant and throwing up right now"

"Oh my god, I hate you"

Charles laughed and pulled from your grasp, "You love me really, deep down" his voice grew softer as he moved towards the kitchen,

Bringing the water back up to you lips, you smiled. He was right.

Deep down somewhere, you did love him. especially enough to return the favour, Trying to contain you giggle you leaned you head back,

"Oh my Charles the baby kicked!"

He ran so quickly into the room, he slipped and collided with the door frame, stopping in his track when he saw you smirking up at him,

"Just kidding" you smiled sweetly, blinking innocently

"I hate you" he was already moving from the room.

"You love me deep down!" you yelled back,

His hand reappeared to flip his middle finger to you, Your laughter bouncing off the walls,

What the hell where you bringing this poor child into.

[withleeknow]

how he would take care of you during shark week. ⤷ chan / minho / changbin / hyunjin / jisung / felix / seungmin / jeongin

pairing: jisung x f!reader genre/warnings: established relationship, fluff, mentions of periods bc duhhh erhm note: ok so i'm REALLY not sure what this is lmao but i switched up entirely compared to the first installation (with minho) and i think this is the format i'll be sticking with for the rest of the members. i'm still just experimenting and trying to figure how i want to approach doing drabbles/drabble series like this so pls bear with me a little for now lol

as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

main masterlist / blurb masterlist / ko-fi

jisung, who can't be trusted with even the simplest of tasks. you should've known better. (and honestly? you did know better, which probably makes the whole thing so much worse.)

jisung, whom you ask to run to the store just because you were too lazy to brave the evening chill yourself and get the shit you need.

jisung, who texts you what size pussy u wear? while he stands in the middle of the aisle, feeling like he's illiterate as he's surrounded by products of different colors and shapes and sizes and wings.

jisung, whose eyes catch a specific pink packaging with pretty flowers that makes him pull out his phone and snap you a picture. this one looks better. yours is boring, he'd text you, to which you'd replied with a dozen question marks before calling him an idiot and telling him to leave the fancy pads and hurry home with the ones you usually use.

jisung, who returns about thirty minutes later holding two large bags in his hands, which definitely contain a lot more than what you had sent him out for - just a pack of overnight pads and some sweets.

jisung, who kisses you in greeting as your eyes narrow suspiciously, then he'd proudly show off the goodies that you didn't need - an assortment of sour candies and chocolates, chips, ice cream bars, your favorite cookies, and lastly, a random purple pouch.

jisung, whose love language looks a lot like making you get diabetes whenever your time of the month rolls around.

jisung, who beams like a kid in a candy store when you ask him about the pouch with a brow raised. "look!" he'd beam, holding the little thing up like it's the most magical invention he's ever come across in his entire life. "it holds your pads! and it has unicorns on it!"

jisung, who doesn't deflate at all when you tell him that you already have one, but instead, he'd tell you to ditch the one you have because it's too "boring" (re: it doesn't have unicorns.)

jisung, who volunteers to carry the pouch for you the next time you go out together, musing to himself about whether or not he should add a little strap so he could wear it like a crossbody bag, not even batting an eye when you stare at him and gape in disbelief.

jisung, who really uses your shark week as an excuse to buy dumb shit for himself and stuff you full of treats.

all rights reserved © withleeknow. reposting, translating and/or modifying is not permitted by any means. [posted 25.04.2024]

[ayakashiz]

Alien Stage R6 Analysis

VERY LONG compilation of my interpretations, impressions and unanswered questions about Round 6 of Alien Stage. I just wanted to write this to put all my thoughts in one place so I can finally rest (in pieces). TW for mentions of suic*de/suic*dal ideation.

The most debated is no doubt the kiss/choking scene and Ivan’s motivation for doing so in the first place. 

I think from the very beginning, even before R3, Ivan was planning to go out with a bang. That’s the immediate impression I got from the comic where he mocks/criticizes Sua for planning to “selfishly” die for Mizi and feel good being the “heroine” rather than having to deal with the trauma of being the one left behind. 

(I'm too lazy to edit the whole translation as of now, but might do so when I have more time.)

Ivan tells her how he’s “relieved that he’s not the only who’s that twisted” = He’s comparing himself to Sua. He thinks they’re both ‘twisted’ for planning to do the same thing, but from Ivan’s perspective, he at least isn’t fooling himself into thinking his motives are altruistic. He tasted the feeling of being ‘abandoned’, and he knows he doesn’t want to experience it twice. 

He also probably thought that his death wouldn’t be as impactful on Till as Sua’s death on Mizi, and therefore his own selfishness is more justified in his mind. This most likely plays a role in how cold and biting his words are towards Sua –he’s jealous of that difference between them.

I hadn’t noticed this detail the first time I watched the video: Not only did Till look absolutely miserable and defeated from the get go, but he completely gave up and stopped singing at some point. If you look at the video, we can hear the audio that was supposed to be sung, but Till is quiet and still, and THIS is the moment Ivan chooses to act.

Although they do not show the votes at that particular moment, stopping mid song would have definitely taken a hit to Till’s score as it’s basically forfeiting –a huge contrast to his previous match where he didn’t even let his opponent utter a single line.

In response, Ivan doesn’t just walk towards him but throws his microphone to the ground, explicitly forfeiting as well in order to then pull a drastic move like it was foreshadowed in his interview.

The kiss itself imo was the less calculated/arguably unplanned part. He could have just choked Till from the start and it would have gotten him the same if not better results (since it was the act of violence against another contestant that ultimately lowered his score and got the counter to stop). 

That kiss was authentic and for himself entirely, both as a last desperate attempt at conveying his feelings and a selfish way of leaving a strong impression on Till that he wouldn’t be able to forget (a hypocritical move going back to how he criticized Sua). In that sense, I don’t think Ivan was seriously trying to take Till down with him –although that’s up to interpretation. As I see it, that would contradict his actions up until that point.

Till was VERY CLEARLY suic*dal (once again, he gave up singing), and after the initial shock of Ivan squeezing his neck, this fiery, rebellious man who is KNOWN to fight tooth and nail, simply closed his eyes and relaxed his body, waiting for Ivan to end him without fighting at all. 

The thing is, no matter how suic*dal one may be, the fighting response when being actually suffocated is automatic and completely involuntary. People mention there not being marks on Till’s neck but I think the most telling sign is him not going red, not squirming, not struggling or holding onto Ivan’s wrists (again, expected involuntary responses), his eyes not watering or having blurry vision while we see Ivan from his POV, not opening his mouth even a little to gasp for air and not coughing or gasping either when he was finally released.

Ivan definitely had him in a strong grip, might have even made him a bit lightheaded, but the reason why Till could look so relaxed in the first place is because he had given up and was waiting for Ivan to go ahead. If his closed eyes and limp posture were due to the choking itself, he would have fallen or stumbled when being let go, but we see that his eyes open as soon as he feels Ivan’s hands slipping away and he looks shocked instead.

So then what was Ivan’s motivation, if not to kill him? Yes, there’s the already discussed plan to get himself disqualified. But Ivan glances at the screen only a few seconds after he starts the choking, confirming that the voting had in fact stopped with Till having the higher score. He then goes for one last ‘goodbye’ kiss before continuing to choke him, holding his grip even as he starts getting shot.

We see a closeup of him, his eyes and hands trembling, looking more frustrated/emotional than in Till’s first POV where he looks rather stoic. It makes me think that the reason he refused to let go was simply because he wanted Till to look at him. 

They strongly imply throughout the whole video that being annoying or mean or violent was the only way Ivan learnt how to make Till focus his full attention on him, but now even as he’s threatening his life, even as he himself is dying, even after that kiss, Till wouldn’t look. 

It took him getting fatally wounded and realizing there was no turning back to reach a state of acceptance. His bittersweet expression here reminds me A LOT of his smile after Till runs back during the meteor scene, although this one seems a lot more tender. He seems to accept the fact that Till will never love him back, but Ivan cannot stop loving him anyways and he at least got to put his feelings out there. 

(The parallels here are driving me insane. The way there is light in his eyes in both instances as he looks at Till even while 'losing him' in a way. The struggle between wanting to posses him yet realizing his free spirit/strong will is part of what he loves about him. That last genuine gaze from a character who spent his whole life putting on a mask. Yes I am very normal about this.)

Until then, Ivan’s more tender/vulnerable side is only shown while Till is unconscious or looking away.

(That soft, loving nuzzle to Till's face has me in SHAMBLES.)

But ironically, it’s only when he releases him and shows him this vulnerability without a mask that Till really looks at him for the first time. I’d go as far as to say that it was this moment, and not the kiss, that finally made Till understand Ivan’s feelings. And in turn Ivan gets that little shot of euphoria as he falls to the ground.

Going back to the survivor’s guilt… I can only imagine it’ll go completely downhill for Till from now on. Not only does he already think Mizi might be dead and is angry at himself that he couldn’t save her (as seen in the shot where he punches his own picture), but now he has most likely realized that Ivan intentionally fumbled their match for his sake –which would lead to the realization that he was the reason why Ivan chose to run back to Anakt Garden after him in the first place, and that choice ultimately lead to his death. 

Even though we see them fighting a lot as children through the videos and comics, it’s also implied that they were always together and they shared some quiet moments –the “Mizi didn’t play with you, I played with you” art, all that art of the main 4 playing together, those bright smiles as they ran away together during the meteor shower scene and Till looking so guilty when he let go of his hand. 

There are a few cute doodles of them for those who are on Patreon, and some more lore in the Anakt Garden kit –so they were at the very least friends in their own way (as best as 2 very traumatized and abused children could), constantly fighting and making up. Which God… it shows that despite appearances Till must have actually had the patience of a saint when they were little lmao.

But what I’m trying to say is that despite what Ivan may have thought, his death will most definitely have an impact on Till and the narrative going forward, and I’m excited to find out how that reflects in the final round (if the resistance doesn’t manage to get back up in time to disrupt it). 

Despite how much I adored (and SUFFERED WITH) this round, I still have MANY questions that were left unanswered, both about Ivan and Till, and the lore in general, and I wonder if there’ll be time to answer them all, as I can imagine the next MV will be focused on Luka’s perspective, the only one we haven’t been presented with.

One of the most pressing questions being: What’s the relationship between Ivan and that alien dog? Did he tame it? It is implied that it was Ivan who somehow led Till and Mizi to it in the first place in that one scene, and if so I wonder what his motivation was? Normally jealousy would be the first thing to come to mind but Ivan wasn’t interested in Till until AFTER he saw him stand up to the beast to protect Mizi, so it couldn’t have been that. 

This is something that was also teased on Patreon and I was looking forward to the explanation on the MV, but it never came, and now Ivan is dead, so the next video will most likely not be too concerned with his backstory any longer. (Which, also, I was really curious about his life in the slums before being captured, auctioned and brought to Anakt, as that would have played a huge role in his twisted personality/dark tendencies –once again teased on Patreon very briefly, but not explained beyond that frame of him looking famished.)

The second is, how is Ivan able to open Till’s collar/muzzle so easily? This is a question I’ve been having since R3, but chalked it up to Ivan being sneaky and figuring out some kind of code to the cell door and that somehow automatically deactivating the locks on the restraints… or something. But with how many times he does it in R6 with just a touch it’s very clear that that isn’t the case and also imo they’re trying to point this out as a significant detail. 

It may turn out that I’m just looking too much into it, but I find it really curious and interesting. Not only is he the only child without a collar (Mizi and Sua still had them despite being just as well behaved as him), but he seems to be the only one able to take them off –or at least Till’s. I’m pretty sure the children wouldn’t normally be able to remove them by themselves as it seems to be a control mechanism. So how can Ivan? This might explain a lot about how they were able to escape, and also add a layer of tragedy knowing that Ivan could have chosen to escape by himself at any point, but refused to leave Till behind.

Last but not least there’s all the human experimentation Till was subjected to, which was the main topic of the teaser and we see the same images show up in the very beginning of the MV. They help emphasize Till’s suffering and distressed state of mind, but then they’re never expanded on or mentioned at all for the rest of the video. That’s a huge piece of lore that I also hope isn’t forgotten.

I mean, I really doubt it will. So far VIVINOS & co. have been incredible with their ability to hold back information and release it at the moment where it’s the most impactful, which is refreshing to see. So I trust we’ll get some answers eventually. 

Really curious to know why they would experiment on an ALNST contestant in the first place, especially one that is undoubtedly talented and described as a musical genius (aka. has good odds of doing well on stage and earning the segyein revenue). A very plausible theory might just be that he was just getting constantly drugged to make him less of a threat/more submissive –like we see on the karaoke room scene. But it might as well be something bigger.

As for my expectations for the next round… I’m still just trying to process this one, as you can see by the sheer amount of text. There are many things left to address, and the Hyuna/Luka confrontation has been strongly teased. I wonder also, if the round goes on without interruption, what would Luka’s strategy against Till be? Would he go for provocation again, trying to imitate Mizi/hint to his recent trauma with Ivan? It probably won’t be that simple.

I mean, VIVINOS has been known for subverting our expectations with each round:

The ominous/callous framing that was given to Ivan by the end of Black Sorrow and the art that followed, making us suspicious of his intentions, only to have him die for love. The lifeless/doll-like framing given to Luka, vulnerable and cornered by flashing lights, only to have him be the cruelest/most calculating one (that we know so far). The rebellious, rowdy, willing to do anything to survive framing given to Till, only to have his fighting spirit completely break and willingly waiting to die by Ivan’s hands. The naive, complacent and passive image given to Mizi, only to have her snap, beat the shit out of Luka and join the rebellion –and with how things are going (and her being the protagonist) I wouldn’t be surprised if she, and not Hyuna (the one who was framed as the most strong and reliable, giving us a false sense of security going into R6), is who will have to try and rescue Till (and Luka???).

There are still a ton of things that keep me awake at night about R6 –my favorite character dying aside. I could talk about it forever, but I’ll leave it here. 

Feel free to share your theories, delusions, interpretations or any detail I might have missed with me. God knows we need group therapy after this as the cute chibi keychains can only heal us so far. Thanks for reading my rambles if you made it this far. :’)

[fxrmuladaydreams]

mine (cs55)

possessive!carlos x reader

summary: carlos can’t help but feel a little possessive when someone else tries to flirt with you

warnings: google translated spanish, reader doesn’t speak spanish (I’m sorry, I don’t speak spanish), please feel free to leave me little blurb requests for any of the drivers I write about

All it would take is one glance from anyone who even remotely knew either one of you, and they’d think you were an item. Well, they’d at least think there was something going on between the two of you. Whether it was the way Carlos kept an arm around your waist to keep you tucked into his side in the garage, or the way you held onto his hand in the paddock so as to not get separated from him with all of the bustling people around, it was clear as day that there were more than platonic feelings floating between the two of you.

The other drivers knew that you were strictly off-limits. Poor Pierre had to find out the hard way, seemingly avoiding the Ferrari garage whenever possible after having a little talk with the Spanish driver.

Charles often teased the two of you for your affection for one another, claiming that if Carlos knew any better he would ask you out before someone else swept you off your feet. You knew it was unlikely though, your heart belonged to Carlos, and it would be difficult for anyone to compete with him for it.

Carlos also knew that no one would be able steal you away from him. Sure, around you or Charles he could be a silly guy, but he knew how to keep others away from you. It wasn’t hard for him to intimidate anyone who tried to get closer to you. All it would take was an arm around your waist, pulling you into his broad chest, and a look to the offender, a look daring them to try something and see what would happen.

You spent races watching him from the Ferrari garage in a Ferrari team kit shirt with a bold number 55 on the back, as if to remind anyone that even though he was on the track he was still there with you. He made sure that you were the last person he saw before getting in the car, and the first person he saw getting out of it.

Rare as they may be, podiums with Carlos were special, a thing to be celebrated. Being able to see all of his hard work and training culminate to his success was a privilege you held close to your heart.

After parties were mostly a formality to Carlos. He knew he needed to spend the extra time with his team, thank the sponsors and higher-ups that decided to attend, all while he would much rather be back in his hotel room with his arms wrapped around you as you watched a movie together.

He rarely went to any work events without you nowadays, claiming that having you there with him made it more bearable.

You picked out a dress that you knew Carlos liked, stepping into it as you hear a knock on the door.

The Spanish driver greets you when you open the door, his adoring eyes travel down your body, then back up to your face. His breath catches in his throat.

“You look beautiful mi amor.” He sighs, a lazy smile resting on his face.

You feel your cheeks heat up under his gaze, and pull him into your room.

“Could you zip me up?” You ask, turning your back to him.

The dress hangs on your hips, your back fully exposed to Carlos as he slowly zips it up, allowing his fingers to graze your skin softly.

“Ready to go?” His breath fans the back of your neck as he speaks.

You hum and nod, taking his hand in yours and leading him outside.

The banquet hall was busy, people grouped together in clumps all around, a dance floor with flashing lights packed with buzzed partygoers, and a bar where people stood shoulder to shoulder trying to get a drink.

Carlos keeps you close while he makes his rounds talking to various groups of people, other drivers, and sponsors. A hand intertwined with yours turns into an arm around your waist when it gets a little too crowded. You spend most of the event nodding along with whatever Carlos said to who he was talking to, it was all them giving him different variations of “congratulations” really.

You can feel yourself start to get tired as the night goes on, finding yourself leaning even more into Carlos than usual.

“Let me get you a drink amor, then just a little bit longer and we can go back upstairs.” He gives you a soft smile, stepping away from you towards the bar.

Your eyes travel around the room. Most of the drivers have ditched the banquet hall, most likely in search of a club. You can see a few Ferrari employees scattered around though, toasting to a great race and an even better next one.

You sigh when you feel a presence next to you once again, ready to offer Carlos a smile and a thank you for your drink, but the eyes you meet when you turn aren’t the deep brown ones you’ve grown accustomed to.

“Hey beautiful, I don’t think I’ve able to make your acquaintance yet.” He gives you an unsettling smile as his eyes shamelessly trail up and down your body.

He’s standing far too close for your liking. You give him a small smile and take a step back.

Carlos waits at the bar for your drinks, but any and all thoughts about the glasses that are placed next to him are lost when he sees you. It’s very clear that you’re uncomfortable and very clear that the man who’s decided to invade your personal space won’t take the hint.

“So what do you do for F1? I mean, you’re far too pretty to be an engineer or mechanic.”

You try not to scoff at his comment, wincing when he brushes his hand against your arm.

Carlos leaves the bar and walks back over to where you’re standing, a tight feeling spreading in his chest. He reaches you in seconds, pulling you into him so that you’re standing chest to chest. You visibly relax in Carlos’ hold, letting out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding in.

Carlos looks to your offender. “Ella es mía. Si eres inteligente te irás ahora mismo.” His eyes bore into the man who now looks frightened. (She is mine. If you're smart, you'll leave right now.)

He nods, then walks away from you quickly.

“What did you say to him?” You ask, looking up at Carlos.

He looks back down at you and shakes his head. “Nothing amor.” He releases you from his hold, opting to take your hand. “Let’s go back upstairs.”

You follow him as he leads you to the elevator, then to the door of your hotel room. He stands close to you as you search for your room key.

“Goodnight Carlos.” You tell him.

“Goodnight amor.” He replies quietly.

Neither one of you makes an effort to move, you staring into his eyes, as his glance down at your lips. He wonders if he should finally take that step forward with you.

“What did you say to that guy earlier?” You ask him.

He leans closer to you, his nose brushing yours, giving you the opportunity to pull away from him.

“I told him that you’re mine. And that if he was smart he’d leave.”

You let out a quiet laugh, then leaning into him, and press your lips to his. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you impossibly closer to him.

“I’m yours.” You whisper against his lips.

“And I’m yours.” He smiles.

[lilyginnyblackv2]

Buddy Daddies - Episode 7 - Thought Post - Side Rei

Oh, Rei...OTL

This episode was an eye opener for him. But, I also think it did a good job of highlighting how this isn’t just Rei “being lazy” and not contributing enough, but also about Rei just not knowing how to do these things. 

When he opens the fridge, he doesn’t even know which stuff in there is the food. And this is because of his upbringing, not necessarily because he was rich, but because he was brought up to kill and that was it. Skills pertaining to his ability to kill were the only thing his father and family focused on, so that was all he learned. 

If you don’t teach a child how to do something (whether physically or emotionally), how can we expect them to know how to do it as an adult? That’s the issue facing Rei here. That’s not to say that he is completely blameless here or that he hasn’t put in any effort. He has, but a lot of the things he does right tend to be more accidental and where he is largely putting in some effort (like playing games with her) is a bit misguided. Making sure she stays protected from people who can harm her is an area he has gotten extremely good at though.

But, let’s look at some of the things that I think Rei accidentally gets right with Miri. By being, on a life skills and emotional development level, in a similar place as Miri, he ends up accidentally being really good at allowing Miri to guide him at times. For example, in this week’s episode we have this moment:

Rei is in front of her closet, looks at her, and askes, “What do you need to take?” He’s asking about her things for daycare. Miri is then able to point to the sheet of paper that tells him everything he needs (a little checklist). This is a good thing to do with children around Miri’s age from time to time, since it can not only work as a good confidence booster for them, but also let the parent or teacher know that the child understands aspects of their daily routine.

Of course, it isn’t good for a parent or teacher to rely on this. Why? Because the child is still a child and still learning and will sometimes make mistakes, like Miri does when she says to Rei, “Don’t I have daycare today?” And then this mistake is what ultimately leads to Miri developing a cold and fever later on in the episode, because she wasn’t wearing proper clothes and Rei was riding too fast, thus making it even colder and wetter.

But, we’ll get back to that in a bit.

The rest of this I will put under a Read More due to length.

We also see that Rei views Miri on pretty equal footing in many ways. Here are two examples of this: 

The first is when Miri asks to play Morio Kart with Rei and he tells her “no,” because she gets upset when she loses. This indicates that he doesn’t go easy on her, which is a good thing. Allowing children to lose at games is a good thing. The not so good thing though, is that she gets upset when she loses and Rei doesn’t help her through that (because he, himself, doesn’t know how to handle emotions like that). So, instead, he basically just parent-locks the game away from her. That doesn’t help her learn, that just ends up punishing her, in a way, for not being able to understand how to express her upset. Of course, that isn’t Rei’s intentions.

The second example of this is the scene when Miri and Rei are eating the dinner Kazuki made:

He doesn’t force her to eat the food (and neither does Kazuki in the end, actually), but he also goes down to her level in not showing proper acknowledgement of the hard work Kazuki put into making the meal. We saw this earlier in the episode too:

After a meal they have earlier in the episode, Miri says a proper “Thanks for the food,” in Japanese ごちそうさまでした (gouchisousamadeshita). The subs have Rei say, “Same.” And that is an excellent translation (really, kudos to the sub and dub translators for Buddy Daddies, because the translations have been so good in general!). Basically, Rei just ends up parroting off of Miri in this scene by saying the tail end of the full, proper saying. He just says でした (deshita). 

Up until this week’s episode, Rei was able to skate by on not having these skills, because Kazuki would just do all this stuff for him, and there were no real consequences or level of accountability for his actions. The closest was Episode 5, but that ended up working out okay.

In this week’s episode, Miri does end up being all right, but she isn’t completely safe from harm. Because of Rei’s lack of life skills, Miri ends up getting very sick. This ends up scaring Rei shitless.

The scene of him going around, opening all the draws and seeing absolutely nothing he could use to help Miri. The closest thing being medicine that are for adults only (another great detail that highlight how both Kazuki and Rei are still learning how to make their household accommodating for a child). Is a great way to show just how panicked and worried he was, since I’m sure everyone has had a similar experience to this one, when looking for something very important you need - and just not finding it.

Eventually, Rei realizes he needs to take her to a doctor and that he needs to seek outside help right away to make sure she gets better. And that is a great thing about this week’s episode. Kazuki and Rei’s storylines are kept separate for the most part, because the episode highlights how getting help outside of your partner is necessary sometimes (and is far healthier). Before, they were being co-dependent and that was taking a toll on them (Rei with a lack of skills, and Kazuki with being able to keep locking away his emotions and not allowing himsef to move on because he could focus all his time and energy on caring for Miri and Rei). 

In the end, they both find the right person in their extended family and community to help them in just the right way that they need. Kyutaro for Rei (not Kazuki he wasn’t the right fit), and Karin for Kazuki.

Before Rei brings Miri to Kyutaro though, he has the realization of:

“I can’t do anything.”

And that is very, very important. This was his wake-up call that he if he wants to make sure no harm comes to Miri, then he needs to step up his game and put effort into learning these skills. Because yes, he is an adult who wasn’t taught these things, but he is also an adult who is responsible for a child - a whole other life. And I think that finally sunk in for Rei this episode.

When Kazuki gets home he sees that the apartment is a mess and at first thinks that it is just because Rei and Miri are both not good at household chores, so that is just the expected outcome. But then he sees this in Miri’s room:

Miri sleeping in her bed with Rei sleeping right beside her, his hand covering hers. She has a wet washcloth on her forehead, a glass of water on the bedside table, an opened medicine packet from the pharmacist, and a thermometer is sitting in arms reach. Everything that should be there, is, and Rei made sure Miri took the medicine and got the sleep that she needed. 

In the end, he was able to make sure Miri got everything she needed in this situation. He took care of her. 

Finally, the episode ends with Rei (with what seemed to be implied the help of Miri) making Kazuki French toast.

It isn’t the best. It’s burnt and seems like it may have been oversaturated as well, so it likely doesn’t taste the best either. But Rei and Miri tried. They put love and effort into that. And Rei looks very nervous and eager at the same time. He wants to know how he did:

His shoulders are tense, his eyebrows furrowed, and he leans forward. This is a great step in the right direction and reminds me of how people often say that children want to be helpful. Rei’s never really been given the chance to be helpful before now, but not that he has that experience, it seems like he wants to try and actually be helpful. 

So let’s hope that we see him doing just that! I want future episodes to carry this character growth over, just like they’ve carried plot points over before (such as their issue with going over their budget in Episode 4 leading to money issues in Episode 5). I have trust in the writers and directors that they will though. Otherwise, it would make this episode a moot one. Here’s to Rei Papa continuing to learn and grow and do his best! <3