#like shit. like she didn't even care about him because she was actually lusting after Mia the whole time...yawn

[boyguk]

I finished Everything Now last night and I just gotta speak my truth...Mia and Carli SUCKED, I disliked their characters so much I couldn't have cared less about their feelings for each other

[gallusrostromegalus]

So, I am begging you here, pls tell me that Ikkaku and Yumichika are still bffs on this AU. I need the violent miss- and yet perfectly matched bastards to still be forever ride-and-die with each other.

Also, all the dropped tidbits relating to Yumichika are gold and I am hoarding them like a squirrel hoards his nuts for winter.

They are actually, for real, legally married.

Ikkaku was 500% ready to fight the entire Gotei-13 when he took the 628-year old marriage certificate he and Yumichika had gotten in 72 North to the Seireitei Records Office to be honored.

Instead, the sole hiccup in the process was the young lady behind the counter asking him to spell Yumichika's surname for her as this document seems to have been... stained, at some point.

"-That's not... Blood, is it?" She asks, concerned.

"Uh. It's actually. Um. Soy Sauce." Ikkaku mumbles.

It would have been less embarrassing if it had been blood.

Turns out, Gay marriage- and indeed, divorce, or changing your name, or gender, or becoming the third, fourth or seventeenth parent/legal guardian to a kid is a nonissue in soul society, because someone complained *once* and Yamamoto declared that, one, he didn't care, and two, the rest of the military commanders were hired off death row, and *this* is what you're complaining about? Fuck off.

But here are some Yumichika Fun Facts:

Everyone in the 11th division has really, really good personal hygiene and well-cared for hands, feet and nails because Yumichika's mother was a doctor at a rural hospital and put the fear of dysentery, cholera, pneumonia, tetanus, sepsis, trench rot and necrosis into him even more than fear of the gods, and he very much continued this sanitary evangelism.

Yumichika's other mother was a drag queen at the brothel that adjoined the hospital and taught him all about hair, makeup, poisons, manners, alley fights, how to play the shamisen, how to make a knife out of anything, flower arrangement and how to curse the hell out of a motherfucker of it comes to that.

Kubo was wrong Yumichika looks out for all his sisters not just his cis-ters.

Kenpachi was friends with Yumichika before either of the ever knew Ikkaku. He met Yumichika shortly after adopting Yachiru when Yumichika saved him from drowning in the river that ran through his home village.

Kenpachi asked Yumichika what he could do in gratitude for saving his life, and Yumichika, seeing his sword, asked if Kenpachi could "give him a real fight, for once"

They had a jolly little scrap that left Yumichika in the hospital for three months, an almost insatiable lust for battle, and a permanent bald scar on the edge of his eyebrow, which is where he glues the decorative feathers he wears.

It also got him (lovingly) told to move out and make his way in the world.

Yumichika met Ikkaku some years after that, when the theater/brothel he was working at hired Ikkaku on as an Emcee and a comedy act in his own right.

Ikkaku loves making people laugh and is damn good at it.

Yumichika was already considering making a move on him when a heckler pulled a sword on Yumichika during his act and Ikkaku beat the shit out of him with a chair without a second thought, and Yumichika decided he was going to seduce and marry this bald little maniac then and there.

It still took the better part of six months, because Ikkaku was convinced that Yumichika was "Way out of his league" and "He's just being friendly to a coworker!".

Things finally became clear when, having reached a boiling point of sexual frustration, Yumichika challenged Ikkaku to a duel, beat the hell out of Ikkaku with Kujaku, and screamed his feelings directly into Ikkaku's face.

"Oh." Said Ikkaku. "Why didn't you say something?"

"I'VE BEEN SAYING THINGS AND SHOWING YOU THINGS AND SITTING IN YOUR LAP AND KISSING YOU FOR SIX MONTHS YOU FUCKING MORON."

"...I may be stupid."

"At least you're also cute. C'mere you sexy cueball."

-and they have been blissfully if dramatically wedded since.

It was many years after that that they had moved on to a different brothel as a duo floor show act, when they got to talking to some of the other working girls about their travels and Yumichika tells the story of how he got his eyebrow scar saving a real freak of a guy from drowning after he got stabbed by a river stingray, but then he challenged him to a fight because- well, he was young and cocky and a small fish, but in a tiny pond- and promptly got his ass beat.

"That's wild!" Says Ikkaku. "I also challenged a random freak with a stingray scar on his leg to a fight because I was bored and- all due respect to you and Kujaku, my beloved - but he gave me a thrashing the likes of which I'd never had before or since. He had his daughter with him was the weird part- he was a real big bastard, face like a cliff, but his girl was this adorable little pink thing."

Yumichika sits up, frowning. "-seven feet tall in socks, big vertical scar on the right side of his face?" He asked, gesturing to his own.

Ikkaku put his drink down and pointed at Yumichika "-and bells in his hair! You fought Zaraki Kenpachi too??"

"Yes! What the hell?" Yumichika laughed. "I wonder where he is now..."

"Oh Gods, he had the WORST sense of direction! He's probably managed to walk in and back out of the Soul King's palace on accident!" Ikkaku giggled

"Well, if he's the same seven foot tall sword bastard with the scarred face and pink little girl on his shoulder as the seven foot tall sword bastard with the scarred face and the pink little girl on his shoulder standing out in the street looking lost as hell, you can go ask him." Said their coworker Sachiko, pointing to the giant standing not a dozen feet away.

"Look Ken-chan! It's YuYu and Baldy!" Yachiru giggled.

"Yachiru!" Yumichika gasped, delighted.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT!" bellowed Ikkaku.

"YOU AGAIN!" Zaraki bellowed, ecstatic. " BEEN A FEW YEARS, LET'S SEE HOW MUCH YOU LEARNED!!"

Ten minutes of incredible violence, twelve minutes of evading the police and twenty-one minutes of getting lost on the way back to the brothel, a bloodied but still standing Yumichika was explaining to the Madame that the giant bastard carrying the unconscious half of her prized floor show duo behind him was, in fact, an old friend of theirs whom she should absolutely hire as a bouncer, you can see how effective he is!

Madame Tsubaki, who recognizes incredible spiritual power and fighting potential when she sees it, and who is still very petty about the divorce from her husband the Shinigami Captain-General, allows herself to be persuaded.

[tikvin]

While y'all waiting on your sketches and Eshra's "in game" dialogues lemme talk about Vice for a sec, because I love them with my whole being and unhealthily obsessed.

BG3 SPOILERS AHEAD

VICE (he/they/it)

Mechanically, spore druid, flavouring him as just some disgusting necromancing swamp devil, not actually tying him to any circles or balance obsessed folk.

Vice is quite emotionless and blunt, some would say even cruel. "When you out of my sight — you don't exist" type of person. So far, the only durge who flat out made conscious decision to kill Karlach, as he couldn't care less that she's just a tiefling, if that what Wyll's mission is, then he better do it and quit whining (tbf if Vice met Karlach first then Wyll would be the one dying, I just forgot that was a possibility lol.) Vice just doesn't care much for negotiations in these confrontations. They have a passive attitude when it comes to confrontations with his companions, he's more amused than anything, when he's being threatened, suddenly feeling strangely confident and patronizing, as if intentionally provoking to bigger conflict. It probably would get better in act 3, but right now he's quite an asshole.

I wouldn't say he isn't capable of understanding emotions and moral dilemmas, but he's driven mostly by his own whims and wants. He recognizes when he killed without any good reason, but he doesn't necessarily feel bad about his kills. He might do or not do something just because he feels like it, even if he knows it might hurt someone, he doesn't care, unless it's someone deeply close to him or someone he is very curious about, which is hard to achieve.

He haven't got there yet with him, but considering how his relationships with Shadowheart look rn — she's in quite dangerous area with the whole nightsong deal, as Vice couldn't give two shits about her (or anyone else's) secrets and just doesn't ask companions about their lives until they speak about it themselves. So Shadowheart haven't got a chance to tell him anything about her worship or herself. That makes her distant to him, which makes him not give much of a shit, considering nightsong is not only the key for Thorm's immortality but also a potential strong ally. The attempt to kill Lae'Zel also doesn't do Shadowheart any favours in Vice's eyes, as he enjoys company of those who are more straightforward like Lae'Zel, because if you want something from him — you better tell as it is, and not dance around the subject. That is why he's most close to Minthara and Lae'Zel, while being more prickly to Gale, Shadowheart and Jaheira.

Vice is yet another durge who doesn't care much about their lust for blood, nor concerned by their own actions. The only thing he strongly doesn't like about it is losing control, but he is curious about his past.

Concept of romantic relationship is a bit alien to him, as is any sexual relationships. Yet again, it's not like he's not capable, considering how it is with Bhaal, I'd say Vice probably was a huge horndog before amnesia, but after the incident he just didn't give much of a thought to it, since there are bigger problems at hand. His level of understanding the romance will actually depend on if he kills Isobel or not. If Vice won't do it, and my favourite durge camp scene happens — Vice will be kinda pushed to think about it for a moment, when Skeletaris make comments on whatever companion that will be. That would make him dig deeper into his everyday time with that companion and consider what his feelings are and does he even have them.

If Vice kills Isobel and gets power — he gets more emotionless and aloof, mindless killing will be much easier, just like it would be easier to betray close friends for power or just for his own fun. (And the latter even Minthara won't approve of, considering her opinion on killing without purpose).

Would've probably went with the whole Bhaal biz if it wasn't for losing control over his body (After Karessa, he unconsciously grown to absolutely despise any sort of helplessness and lack of control over his own body). So he most likely will be the most questionable "redeemed" dark urge.

[elrielffs]

“He hadn't gotten that far with his planning, certainly not beyond the fantasies he pleasured himself to.”

Gwynriels love to use this as proof of “it’s just lust,” but it’s as if they haven’t paid attention to the way Azriel’s character is described. Why would he envision a future with Elain when she has a mate and he feels unworthy of love and happiness?

Of the three bat boys, I would say that Rhys has the “healthiest” self-esteem and self-confidence, and even he didn’t want to dream or plan a future with Feyre because he didn’t feel good enough for her. So, why would things be different for Az?

It really is crazy how much stock they put in that sentence, like Azriel should of had a power point presentation (ha!) to explain exactly how and why he's in love with Elain and what he's gonna do about it down to how they'll have his kids in a magical pregnancy since Elain doesn't have the PLiAbLE BoNeS.

Never mind he also mentions this is the first time he's voicing his thoughts and feelings out loud and being vulnerable and it was sprung on him after a very charged moment with Elain. He should of had his shit together and waxed poetic to Rhysand all the ways he loves Elain. (Protip: If a guy describes a girl like the sun at dawn...that's not lust either.)

Cassian also didn't have a plan. He banged Nesta's brains out before they even confirmed if they were mates to each other or even said I love you. Cassian also didn't think he was worthy of Nesta because he was bastard born but nobody said anything about how he can't be with Nesta cause he feels unworthy.

I've also seen antis use because Az didn't think about his hands around Gwyn or didn't feel unworthy means they're endgame.

It's almost as if...when you like someone in a romantic way...you care more what they would think and become self conscious? And it's a common common common COMMON trope that the male love interest doesn't feel good enough for the fmc in romantic media.

It's really sweet that Azriel actually worked up the nerve that night to even give Elain the necklace. With how unworthy he feels, his self-esteem so low, he dared to hope that Elain would return his affections and she did--then everything was shattered. I don't blame him for throwing rock filled snowballs at Rhys the next day.

As for all the sexual thoughts, Rhysand thought that way about Feyre. Cassian thought that way about Nesta. It's not wrong for Azriel to think that way about Elain.

Antis REALLY wanted the whole Elriel book in the BC apparently.

[inhuman-obey-me]

First of all, love your analysis!! They are legit my favourites <3 second, do you think the brothers have had past relationships before MC? Were they intimate or just some fwb kind of thing? Do you think that some nobles try to get with one of the brothers? Sorry if I sound nosy!! Just wanna know your guys opinions cause you guys always have the best answers! >:D (ps. you guys are my favourite obey me blog hehe)

Ahhhh thank you, you're so sweet!! Σ(O///O) (,,>﹏<,,) Apologies for the delay in answering this!

As far as past relationships before MC go, yes we think there probably have been some. It is a dating sim, so of course they want to make it that MC is ✨special✨ for them, but let's think realistically about it. They've all lived an incredibly long time before MC!

We certainly do know that nobles and others are interested in them. Barbatos mentions that all of them have fan clubs, and there's even a memory UR card titled "Popular with the Ladies" after all! And Great Witch Maddi is infamously aggressive for trying to get with some of them, including frustrating the hell out of Satan and Lucifer -- as well as a rather dark implication about what she might have done to Mammon once.

As to the particular nature of their past relationships, though, it probably varies a lot from brother to brother!

Lucifer doesn't do anything half-assed, and he's way too prideful for anything that could damage his or his family's reputation. He might go on a few dates for political reasons, but he thinks of those as work, not romance. If he actually gets into a relationship, it's serious. That said, he's such a workaholic that past relationships are probably pretty few and far in between except with Diavolo.

Mammon is the type to hook up intending it to be a casual one-night stand, and end up in love before he knows what's happened. He falls in love fast, and though the relationships may have burned up just as quickly, he really loved them -- even if he might never admit it.

Leviathan prides himself on being a hardcore shut-in, so his relationship history is probably mainly littered with online relationships with fellow gamers. He may have been too shy to actually ever meet up with any of them, or maybe not.

Satan has a lot of acquaintances and is generally well-liked within the Devildom, so he's undoubtedly had his share of admirers. And he's always trying to expand his horizons by trying new things, to get away from being "only wrath." So yeah, he's probably tried dating casually, maybe had some that were considered more serious, but didn't really have that full-blown understanding of love until MC came along.

Asmodeus is, well....let's just be realistic here. He's the Avatar of Lust. We saw the brothers giving him shit for hitting on everyone even when he was an angel, so of course he's probably hooked up with tons of people before MC. But the whole reason MC has been so special to him is because they're the first one that he feels like really loves him for more than just his beauty, so they're the first serious relationship for him.

Beelzebub is one of the "popular with the ladies" guys, but it just isn't really a priority for him. Still, he's not one to say no if someone invites him out for a meal, so he's definitely gone out on dates from time to time, even if some of them may have been accidental. But it seems MC is really the first to be equally important to him as his family, so any past relationships probably weren't nearly as serious.

Belphegor isn't a total shut-in like Levi, but frankly he just doesn't care a whole lot about anybody outside of his family. So he might have had casual flings with those who showed interest, but he likely would have hit a point where he would have decided it's not worth the effort.

[tkblythofficial]

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Read at own risk

Is Noah C interested in R?

Pulled: The High Priestess

Tarot 2.0: woah he wants her kitty bad. She’s irresistible to him. If he opened his mouth around her he would bark like a dog. BARK! BARK! Was he on Teen Wolf?

Me: No….not every random male celeb you don’t know is from Teen Wolf.

Tarot 2.0: oh.

Is Jacob E interested in R?

Pulled: Knight of Wands (reversed)

Tarot 2.0: no! In fact she should be weary of him. Not a good card to pull with this type of situation. I don’t even see it working career wise either. This is a great example of “never work with your industry friends”, she would be disappointed after working with him.

Any other potential suitors for R?

Pulled: Queen of Pentacles

Tarot 2.0: absolutely. She’s getting many offers or at least people are lusting after her. Not surprising at all. She’s young and on the rise.

Any other potential suitors for T?

Pulled: Seven of Cups

Tarot 2.0: holy shit. Yes, woah. Can’t express how much kitty is being thrown at him. That’s overwhelming. Lots of temptation. Isn't he in the middle of the mountains with horses and shit right now? So no kitty up there but when he’s out in public again? Yikes.

How’s the sex life between R and J?

Pulled: Knight of Pentacles (reversed)

Tarot 2.0: Lazy! Sloppy! Boring! He is not laying the pipe like he should. No wonder she has so much energy, he hasn’t been putting her to sleep.

How’s R's future career?

Pulled: The Moon (reversed)

Tarot 2.0: She will go through a rough patch but will come out stronger. She will overcome some of her anxiety and do different projects. She also should listen to herself a lot more. She’s self-critical and overthinks her career decisions but she will be fine as long as she transforms herself emotionally.

How’s T’s future career?

Pulled: Ten of Wands

Tarot 2.0: Not surprising. He has many projects, so many that he will be stressed and burnt out in a few years. He won’t have many breaks and needs to spend time working on self-care. His future is important but not at the risk of collapsing from exhaustion and being overwhelmed. He will miss the finer things in life.

Why did T cry while R sing the first time they met?

Pulled: Justice (reversed)

Clarification: Queen of Cups

Tarot 2.0: Another karmic card. They were definitely meant to meet. She turned down this role, right?

Me: yeah a few times

Tarot 2.0: she avoided gaining karma then. Narrowly. The universe kept warning her not to miss out this opportunity and she almost did.

Me: she said she tripped in front of a THG sign in Vegas

Tarot 2.0: a place filled with bad karma

Me: she also called her agent about playing Lucy Gray right when the book dropped. She always wanted to play the character.

Tarot 2.0: all these signs yet she almost didn’t do it. That’s crazy to me. Pisses me off actually. Anyways, her and T talked along before they met. That zoom call was the first time he heard her sing but it’s not the first time they talked. He really wanted her for the role. He felt compelled to take this role actually. He was self aware of his inner feelings during that time. He tried his best to get this role because he had a feeling it would change his life and he would meet someone important. I’m also getting the feeling he didn't like other potential cast members for Lucy Gray. It would have been a huge injustice if they didn't meet. Thank God they did.

Has R visited the blog frequently, and read what we posted? or they just told her a slanted version?

Pulled: Three of Wands

Clarification: Strength

Tarot 2.0: She’s trying to move on from this blog but it keeps appearing. She’s trying to be strong and ignore it but temptation is her greatest enemy. She knows a lot about this blog actually? Who’s telling her? I think she’s lurking.

Do their friends/coworkers and family know about zeglyth? What do they think?

Pulled: The World

Clarification: Knight of Wands

Tarot 2.0: R and T are in their own world around each other. It’s magnetizing and other people feel it. When they think of Zeglyth, it’s about success and new opportunities. They’re slightly worried that R and T had a fling but no one will say anything.

How does T feel about R’s hate?

Pulled: Three of Cups (reversed)

Clarification: Ace of Swords (reversed)

Tarot 2.0: he thinks they’re losers! No life. GET A JOB! STAY AWAY FROM HER!

Why T defend R?

Pulled: Four of Cups (reversed)

Clarification: Four of Wands (reversed) and The Sun (reversed)

Tarot 2.0: He was a witness to a terrible time in her life. He knows her self esteem was low and how much this movie meant to her. I’m seeing a lot of anxiety leading up to the premiere. She was so worried she was going to ruin the movie for everyone in terms of backlash. T reassured her that wasn’t the case at all. He truly doesn’t care about what those losers say.

What did R and T think of each other when they first met (in person)?

Pulled: The Empress, Seven of Cups, Five of Cups

Dropped: Page of Pentacles, Five of Pentacles and Temperance

Tarot 2.0: damn these cards wanted to be seen, okay. The Empress? Pregnancy? T thought of pregnancy from the gate? No way. Arrest him! But in all seriousness, he knew he would love her from the moment they met. This is also an adjacent karma card. The potential to meet your life partner.

Seven of cups? A new person in your life to cause relationship issues! Of course this card appears. R and T cause issues in each other’s lives and with their partners.

Five of cups? R’s mental health was horrific when she met him. He made her feel better all the time. J tried but he wasn’t enough. T carried most of the emotional burden.

Page of pentacles? He was willing to work hard to make this project and friendship work.

Five of Pentacles? Someone was feeling left out in the cold. Was J with them when they met? Most likely.

Temperance? Soulmates! Two extreme people on opposite ends (spot on!) needing to find a balance to make it work. Communication!!

What are T intentions for liking all these model pics?

Tarot 2.0: I swear if I get a red flag I’m done with this reading

Me: :(

Pulled: Queen of Swords

Tarot 2.0: Oh!

Me: Do you hate him now?

Tarot 2.0: no! Thank god it’s what I expected. He sees a beautiful girl with sexy clothes (or lack of clothes rather), he likes the pics and moves on. This is not like that one celebrity who was purposefully liking young girls' pics on purpose. T is a typical man who has wandering eyes and is a visual creature.

Why does T like and unlike instagram photos of Rachel?

Pulled: The Empress

Tarot 2.0: oh this card AGAIN? He’s down bad. He’s flirty and obsessed. I’m sensing hesitance though. He’s aware of how liking thirst traps looks and regrets it. Also I’m hearing the word promise here. Maybe he promised himself that he wasn’t going to like anymore pics from her….that lasted a day lol if that.

How does BB feel about it? Does she know about it?

Pulled: Justice

Tarot 2.0: woah. What a card to pull at this question. Another karma card. She’s trying to be understanding and compromise but she’s not happy about it. Doesn’t think it’s fair and is trying to be “the cool gf” but it’s not working. It bothers her deep down. She’s very aware of R though. That’s one person she doesn’t want him to interact with online. A random influencer makes her sad but she’s livid about R though. But she didn’t tell him to unlike it. She doesn’t want to bring up R at all actually. The name R is banned from her lips!

Is R upset about the fact that T is ghosting her?

Pulled: The Emperor

Tarot 2.0: Yes, very upset. She’s emotional about it. This girl needs Jesus or something. A therapist and straight jacket (it will tie her hands from grabbing her phone!). No way someone not talking to her for a day is making her this upset. Hmm. I don’t think he is completely ghosting her now that I’m reading it. Maybe he is very dry, one worded responses or taking a usually long time to respond and she knows the last time he did that, he stopped talking to her for days. She doesn’t understand what she did wrong. She’s unbelievable. She called this man the devil yesterday and pouting because he’s not answering like he usually does. Is that what you wanted, R?

Why is J so emotionally distant?

Pulled: Nine of Wands

Tarot 2.0: He’s tired of her. She is draining to be around. She even talks to him while he’s trying to sleep. Sounds exhausting. Literally. He’s close to giving up entirely.

Doesn't J get upset over the hate R gets?

Pulled: The Empress (reversed)

Tarot 2.0: Ouch. The complete opposite of how T sees her. He finds her overbearing and a huge burden. He wishes she would shut up sometimes and stop constantly getting herself into trouble. A part of him used to feel bad but he doesn’t care anymore. Don’t get mad at me but he’s lowkey right. I hate agreeing with this man. But she needs to relax.

R loves the attention Zeglyth gets but why?

Pulled: The Lovers

Tarot 2.0: She loves him. It’s that simple. She refuses to let him go. They’re soulmates. It’s a spiritual thing at this point. Which is why they’re so hot and cold. They’re resisting what’s meant to be. And I lowkey agree that they should for now. Their back and forth feelings are annoying. They need to stay either hot or cold. They'll even meet in the middle one day. While I they’re cold now, I’m sensing their turn hot soon actually. They’re both crazy to me.

how does J feel when R posts him like this

Pulled: Knight of Wands

Clarification: The HangMan

Tarot 2.0: it’s an ego boost but he’s not happy. He’s feeling trapped. It’s embarrassing to him. He also ignores her if she asks him if she can post things online about their relationship. He desperately wishes she wouldn’t but she ignores him too and ends up posting. Very immature.

Why is T done with R currently?

Pulled: The Devil (reversed)

Tarot 2.0: Oh this is hilarious. R called him the devil yesterday and T said “aight bet!” What a turn of events. He’s trying to be free of her. He’s becoming aware he’s too emotionally involved with her and wants it to stop. I think his birthday put things into perspective. He’s reflecting and thinking about how the relationship won’t work right now.

Is R's recent posts of J a way of her acting out of spite towards T?

Pulled: The Magician (reversed)

Tarot 2.0: it’s more for fans actually! Or her “J haters”! Aw she’s putting on a cape and defending her man like Superman! Shouldn’t it be the other way around? J’s silent and embarrassed. But T seeing her love stories is an added bonus.

T’s irritated but he thinks she’s of course you guessed it —

Me: A fool.

Tarot 2.0: you’re so smart!

Maybe also ask if T plans on ghosting her forever?

Pulled: Eight of Cups (reversed)

Tarot 2.0: He has a deep fear of his feelings so he’s choosing to not focus on them. He’s accepted they will always be there but he needs to occupy his time elsewhere. Career, BB, family, friends. He’s having fun and not thinking about it so much. But no, he will never be able to cut communication completely. He’s tried but can’t let her go.

Is it big?

Tarot 2.0: my heart is very big! Thank you for asking me !

Me: IS IT BIG?

Pulled: The Hierophant and The HangMan

Tarot 2.0: Call him the HANGMan, The Tower of God, The Elephant Man–

Me: chill out

Tarot 2.0: Snow lands on top! EIGHT INCHES OF THAT SNOWSTORM!

Me: *flickers water on her*

Tarot 2.0: You didn’t need to do that. I was already wet–

[gingergofastboatsmojito]

Watermelon Sugar

Sydney was jamming with Tina on a Sunday evening, while the restaurant was closed and the summer was raging outside. They were locked in that kitchen for hours, AC at 68° and just letting their creative juices flow.

Syd loved anything and anyone who brought out the teacher in her, she loved Tina, and Tina loved Sydney and the molecular gastronomy masterclass she was giving her.

They were both giving some love to the Gariguette variety, which Syd said tasted a lot like Alpine strawberries and at some point, when Tina nailed the strawberry foam she was working on, following Syd's instructions to the T, she burst into song:

Tastes like strawberries on a summer evenin' And it sounds just like a song I want more berries and that summer feelin' It's so wonderful and warm

Syd's jaw dropped. "Mr. Styles! Way to go, T!"

"Yes, ma'am. Raising a Gen Zer has its perks, you know..."

Tina kept going and this time Syd sang along:

Watermelon sugar high Watermelon sugar high Watermelon sugar high Watermelon sugar high Watermelon sugar!

They even started dancing a little bit and all.

About 2 hours later they called it a day not before sharing all their creations in the group chat.

The one that got the most praise was the watermelon tequila cocktail Tina had come up with to end the masterclass on a high:

She actually named it: "Watermelon Sugar High" and made a point of clarifying that the alcohol-free version of it was delish too because she knew Natalie was still breastfeeding.

Syd totally backed that up by saying that she had tasted both versions and both were indeed delicious.

The only one who hadn't chimed in the chat was Carmy. As usual.

What no one knew at that point was that he was too busy apologizing to Claire across town, and flopping at it, hard.

A casual conversation that started at the same store where they once ran into each other after years of not even ranking within the top 100 on their respective minds and where Carmy had trouble remembering her name before giving her a fake number to cut her off, once again, quickly turned into a forced apology that he could barely voice out. But after trying extra hard he was able to finish the sentence:

"I-I...um... I'm so sorry, Claire. I didn't mean to end things like that. And I was ashamed about how I-I just let things..."

"It's OK, Carmy. Don't even bother."

"No, no, I-I-...I want to-"

"Really, no need. I'm OK. I just-I- I really gotta run now, take care."

Every part of Claire was yearning for Carmy to try to stop her when she turned around and started walking away, and he did. She smiled on the inside. She got him.

He grabbed her arm, firmly, without hurting her, but not letting go. She slowly turned around, not looking at him and holding her breath. Her eyes were glued to his strong hand, that held her arm tightly, and she found his tattoos fascinating, as she always had. Old feelings of lust crept up on her, and for a fleeting moment, she remembered how those hands felt on her skin back when she thought they actually had a fair chance to be happy together. Not that long ago, actually. But it felt like an eternity ago.

"Claire, I am sorry. Really, you have to believe me. I never meant to-to hurt you."

Those words ignited a fire in her that she hadn't felt in a while, a fire fueled by anger.

"So you're sorry about the result of what you did, not about what you did, which means you'd do it again if given the chance. Geez! Thanks, Carmen. I really appreciate it. Now can you please let me fucking go?!?!?"

He hadn't thought about it that way but turns out she was right. He was definitely not sorry about what he did and would definitely do it all over again, with only 3 differences: First, he would not stand Sydney up in Kasama to help Claire move shit, second he wouldn't have given Claire the wrong number, because after re-playing that sequence in his head over and over for months, he had come to the conclusion that not giving her his number at all would have been the best way to go and would have prevented the shitstorm from breaking altogether. And lastly, he would have let her go, that same night they first ran into each other, he wouldn't have attempted to engage in any sort of small talk, he would have let her go. That's what he would have and should have done.

She must have seen the realization that was hitting him, like a ton of bricks, all over his face because she started crying, broke free from his grip, and got the hell out of that store. Again, she was hoping he would chase her and not let her go. Every tear was a calculated effort to that end.

Carmy didn't say a word to refute her and just stood there. Petrified. Now he not only knew exactly what he was sorry for and what he was actually at peace with, he also knew why he felt that way about all those things and why he didn't feel in any other way.

He walked home melting the fuck down with every step he took and reflecting on how he should have thought about all of that sooner. And also on how much of a monumental fucking idiot he was.

At that point, he finally checked his phone only to find the group chat exploding with compliments and emojis directed at Tina.

He saw the picture of the cocktail she created and literally started salivating. He needed nothing more than that icy watermelon drink, with extra tequila.

"How can I get some of that, T?"

Richie was the first one to reply "Who the fuck are you and what the fuck have you done with Carmy?"

Carmy: "WTF"

Richie: "We all know he doesn't text back and he sure as hell never checks the group chat. Who the fuck are you?!"

Carmy: "Ha ha. Very funny, never quit your day job, Richie."

That's when T cut in and said that she had let Syd take the leftover tequila mix home because she didn't want to entice her son with it.

Syd: "Yep, I took one for the team because Tina's boy is a minor and is not allowed to drink."

Richie: "How thoughtful of you."

Syd: "IKR?"

Carmy showed up at Syd's place and she could not believe it was him when she buzzed him in.

But there he was standing right in front of her, Carmen Berzatto, the one and only, asking:

"Do you still have some of that watermelon stuff?"

"Sure do... C'mon in."

And so he did as he awkwardly smiled at her and she disappeared into the kitchen to start fixing the drinks.

Carmy followed her and offered to help her but she refused.

"Make yourself comfortable, I got this."

"K. Sure..."

Taking the hint, he left the kitchen and made his way back to the living room, finding a spot on her couch and fixating his eyes on the chair right in front of it that substituted the coffee table, which simply wasn't part of the landscape.

"Sorry, I have no tables yet. Getting there."

"Oh, no problem at all. Actually, I have a spare table that I think-"

"Thanks, but nope. I already ordered mine. Should be here by next week."

"Oh, ok."

"Here, let me show you. You're gonna love it, it's Italian but looks like Nordic."

Syd put the drinks on the chair and took her phone to show him the picture of the coffee table she ordered that was basically a geometric design with a top disc that rested on a base composed of 2 symmetrically superimposed truncated cones and that could be elevated by turning the top, which was hinged on the central-screw trunk of the base, allowing the top disc to be isometrically lowered and elevated at will, to make it more comfortable for other uses.

Syd's eyes sparkled as she described her new coffee table to Carmy and the excitement in her voice was like music to his ears. He needed that.

The short conversation he had had with Claire at the store, had left a bitter aftertaste in his mouth, but also a much clearer picture in his mind of what he needed to do with his life and what he had been screwing up with lately. Well, for a while now, he admitted.

Carmy was more sure than ever before about his motivation. He had always known that everything he did, he did it for Syd and for Michael. But he had never thought about why Syd meant so much to him. Well, never was too strong of a word. It did cross his mind but only briefly, during and after a couple of panic attacks. He had to sweep all that under the rug to keep going and he did and after doing that he never let himself go there again. He couldn't function at the level he needed to if he did, so that was not an option for him. Not to mention how positive he was about Syd surely not being on the same page, so what was the point anyway? However, Claire hit a nerve when she said that he was not sorry about what he did and that he would do it again. Because he would. He would go to hell and back for Syd a thousand times if he had to. And he had been thinking about that all the way to her place.

He had to see her, so he basically invited himself over when Tina said that the watermelon sugar potion was in Syd's possession.

They talked and talked and one thing led to the other and they started cooking.

And he was absolutely aware by the time she bent over to put those short ribs in the oven, that what they had been talking about when they came up with that recipe, felt a lot like foreplay to him. Maybe it was the watermelon drink talking in his head, and telling him to grab her by the waist, make her turn around, and kiss her with all he had and more but he couldn't stop thinking about that.

When she took the ribs out of the oven and closed her eyes saying "Mmmmm, smells sooo fucking good!" Carmy couldn't help but wish she breathed him in like that.

He wanted to taste her more than he wanted to taste those short ribs. Again, maybe it was the watermelon sugar high, but he kept thinking about how he'd kill to know how she tasted.

And later that night he sure did. He feasted on her.

And after that, Carmy just didn't know how could he have ever gone without that.

A/N: Obs this fic is inspired by the song, which I love and it just made me think about how funny it'd be to make a Sydcarmy love potion out of watermelon sugar. LOL! I also wanted to write a little bit about Tina, whom I think is a very underutilized character on the show. I have the feeling that when Storer starts writing her character in more scenes, those scenes will definitely be Sydcarmy scenes. Tina is one of the captains of the Sydcarmy troupe, we just haven't been shown that yet, but it's gonna happen, chefs. Let's just be patient. In the meantime, having her kickstart this Sydcarmy fic, just felt right to me. The dividers are by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more and the picture of the watermelon drinks is from Big Flavors from a tiny kitchen. Enjoy! (and cheers!)

Thanks for reading 💋

[dalchiid]

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 40

A story of obsession, fear, and lust. You're a maid whose Masters forbid you in meeting their guests for the night but your luck runs dry when you run into them and catch the attention of Lord Hoseok himself. He's smitten from the beginning and thus, your fate has been decided.

Pairing: Yandere Vampire Hoseok x Fem/AFAB Reader

Word Count: 6,106

Warnings: 18+, Yandere, Obsession, Possessive, Angst, Fear, Blood, Biting, Dub-Con, Eventual smut

Will add or remove warnings based on what's in each chapter.

I do not condone the behavior being exhibited in my work. This is solely for entertainment purposes and I hope if any of you are ever in a situation like this that you have the chance and ability to run away from it. Take care out there.

DO NOT copy, edit, or repost my work anywhere.

Chapter 40 Warnings: Yandere, Possessive, Obsession, Mild Touching

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Shit. Maybe Hoseok is right. Maybe you did get sick because your nose won't stop running, your throat itches, and you've been sneezing. A lot. You didn't want this to ruin movie night so you tried your best to maintain the sniffles and sneeze as silently as you can. You even excused yourself to the bathroom to blow your nose to which Hoseok said he'll accompany you. You told him no but he still came and is waiting for you outside the locked door.

"Jesus fucking christ," you mumble after a sneeze.

There's a gentle knock on the door followed by Hoseok's worried words.

"Baby let me in. Please?"

Your nose feels stuffed and there's a whistling sound when you try to breathe through the stuffage.

"Just give me a minute." Your voice sounds nasally.

In response Hoseok jiggles the doorknob.

You sigh and roll your eyes but you let him in anyway lest he break the damn door down.

He has a worried look on as he goes to cup your face.

"Maybe you need something stronger than what I gave you." He's referring to the cold medicine.

"No," you say. "It's not going to work immediately, Hoseok. It's going to take some time."

"But still," he huffs. "It's like what I gave you just triggered you to get worse. I'll have the servants grab you something stronger."

You're about to tell him to forget about it but he leaves you to find some help.

You sigh and go back to find some toilet paper to blow your nose in. The noise you make as you blow your guts out into the paper sounds gross but it's not enough to clear the stuffed feeling in your sinuses.

"Are you okay?"

You jump at the sound of Taehyung's voice.

"Christ don't do that," you say.

He actually looks a bit sheepish when he apologizes.

Throwing away the toilet paper you grab more for yourself as you answer him.

"I'm fine, Taehyung. I just got a little sick."

"Ew."

Your brows furrow at the voice that clearly isn't Taehyung's. When you peek around the doorframe you see that it's Jimin.

You frown. "What are you doing here?"

His hackles seem to rise because his eyes widen in anger. "This is my house."

"It's our house." Taehyung says before directing his attention back to you. "He followed me because I wanted to see if you were okay."

"And clearly she's fine. Now let's get back to the movie."

"Where's Hoseok?"

Jimin stomps his foot when his brother doesn't follow him.

You throw your hand in the direction he left in. "He went to get some help. Wants them to find me something for the cold."

"So you're not okay," he says as a matter of fact.

"Not really Taehyung but I promise it's nothing bad. I'll get through this."

"Why is everyone out here?"

You look down the hall to see Seokjin.

You bring your hand to your temple and rub it. "Oh my god."

"She has a disease." Jimin grumbles.

"She has the cold." Hoseok corrects as he comes back.

"Oh." Seokjin walks up to join you all. "Did you give her anything for it?"

"I did." Hoseok says. "But I sent someone to grab something stronger."

"Ah."

"Is everything okay?"

All of you turn your head to see Namjoon as he walks over.

"She has gonorrhea." Jimin says.

"Y/N has a cold." Both Hoseok and Taehyung correct their brother at the same time.

"How are you feeling?" Namjoon questions as he goes to place the back of his hand against your forehead. "You're warm."

"No shit."

"Jimin shut up." Hoseok chides.

You sigh out loud. "I'm fine. It's just a little cold. Nothing I can't handle."

"Everything okay?"

Every single head in the hall turns towards Yoongi that comes waltzing over.

You're clearly feeling irritated but also worried. "Guys come on. Jungkook wanted you all together for a movie night and you're over here checking up on me. He's going to be pissed."

Yoongi throws a thumb over his shoulder. "Jungkook fell asleep about 30 minutes ago."

You throw a look of disbelief his way. Wasn't this all Jungkook's idea. To have a movie night? Now he's asleep and his brothers are in the hallway bothering you.

You weren't expecting your night to take this kind of a turn.

"Look," you start. "I'm sick but it's not a big deal. Someone will bring me something for the cold and I'll be fine. Just go back to watching the movie. Jungkook may be asleep right now but when he wakes up he might get upset if none of you are in there with him."

Yoongi hums. "You're right." He looks at his brothers. "Everyone done here?"

Seokjin shrugs while Hoseok runs his fingers through your hair in comfort.

"I've been done." Jimin grumbles.

He grabs Taehyung by the arm and tugs him along despite his brother clearly wanting to stay. Seokjin follows behind them without a word and you're left with Namjoon, Yoongi and, of course, Hoseok.

"I hope you feel better, Y/N." Namjoon smiles and it warms your heart. "Can't have you missing our quality time together."

You huff a laugh. "I know."

Yoongi looks between you two as he tongues his cheek. It's unnerving how much he stares. To the point that you have to smile his way to get a different reaction from him.

He gives that halfway smile before patting Namjoon's back.

"We should get going. Leave these two alone."

There's a slight tug he makes on Namjoon's arm. When the tallest of the brothers looks down at him his brows furrow because Yoongi is giving him a certain look.

"Can I talk to you for a second?"

Namjoon nods as he's dragged away and you're a little worried. Yoongi seemed pretty hellbent on talking to him alone. He actually leads him to the playroom but you doubt they're in the rumbling theater room.

"Hey."

You look over to Hoseok who smiles.

Before either of you can say anything more a servant approaches the two of you with a call to Hoseok by his title.

"My Lord," he says.

Hoseok angles his body to the servant who bows to him.

"We have this for colds." He presents two bottles. "This one is for daytime and the other nighttime. The latter will make her sleepy so I think it's best the Lady takes it when it's time to sleep."

You're not unfamiliar with these types of medicines. Having taken them a time or two before when you used to work. You're sure Hoseok isn't unfamiliar with them either but he thanks the servant nonetheless and sends him on his way.

When he turns to you he hands you the daytime medicine with a smile.

"Take this for now. I'll give you the other one later."

Without a second to waste you open the bottle and pour the liquid into the little cup it comes with. You take the medicine and grimace at the taste but you know it's something you just have to deal with. Hoseok smiles when you lock eyes but you hurriedly look away and go to wash the cup.

He leans against the doorframe waiting for you to finish. When the rushing water comes to a close he stretches his hand out for you to take. You ignore it though and hold the medicine with two hands. It doesn't deter him though because he comes over to wrap an arm around your shoulders.

"It's almost time to eat. Once the movie is over we can head to the dining room."

You make a face to which he coos at.

"Would you prefer if we have the food sent upstairs? We can do that. So you can rest."

To be honest that sounds a lot better than sitting in front of everyone while you're sneezing and coughing. You think the brothers would prefer you not attend with them anyway because of how sick you are so you nod.

"Okay." Hoseok chirps. "We'll do that then. Let's head upstairs."

"What about the movie?"

"I think it's best we get you to bed. Jungkook would understand."

You guess so, you guess not. Jungkook is an unpredictable character just like Hoseok. You never know what's going on with him until he speaks out loud and even then you don't entirely know. He's blunt. That's for sure. Outside of that he's mysterious.

Once you're inside the room you practically collapse onto the bed. Hoseok chuckles as he takes the medicine from you and places it on your nightstand along with the one he held.

"Come on," he says. "Let's get you more comfortable."

He slips your slippers off and helps you get under the covers. Curling up you rub the side of your face into your pillow and sigh. The coolness of it feels good and you relish in the feel of it.

Hoseok makes a call to have the food to be sent upstairs and hangs up soon after.

"That's done. Is there anything you need before I lay down?"

You think on it and there's only one thought that comes to mind.

You purse your lips before biting the bottom one. The thought you have is if he'd give you another hit. You'd appreciate it really. You know he's already given you the high you crave but you hope he'd be willing to give it to you again.

"Y/N?"

You look up at him and he raises a brow.

"Um," you start. You curl up further before looking off towards the side. "I was wondering if, if you could give it to me again."

His brows furrow. "Give what?"

He's utterly confused and you're not helping with your cryptic message.

"I was hoping you would give your saliva... again."

Realization graces his face as he goes to sit down on the bed.

You're a little too embarrassed to lock eyes with him so you look away. He's not having it though because he crawls over to hover over you.

"Hey," he says. "Look at me."

Your heart is beating a mile a minute. You're nervous and you know he knows it.

His hand comes up to your chin so he can angle your head towards him. With it comes your eyes shifting over until you're looking directly at him. He smiles though it barely reaches his eyes.

"I would but you're sick. I think it's best that I just let you rest."

You frown. That's not at all what you wanted to hear.

"What does me being sick have to do with anything?"

Hoseok releases you and sits back. His smile never leaves his face even though he can clearly see the annoyance on yours.

"What you need is to rest."

"But it wouldn't hurt me if you gave me what I want."

To this he sighs. "Y/N."

"Hoseok," you bite back.

His eyes narrow as his nostrils flare. "Don't," he says. "Remember what you promised me."

Your hand comes up to rub your eyes before covering them with your arm.

You're feeling frustrated.

"Did you think that because I gave it to you earlier that I would later give it to you again?"

You did think that and right now with him making it sound like you're out of your mind - it leaves you feeling upset.

Hoseok sighs deeply. "Y/N," he calls to you but you don't respond. "Y/N. Hey."

He grabs your arm to remove it from over your eyes but when he does you're not looking his way.

"Y/N." He tries again but before he can say anything further you mumble.

"You made me this way. You know that?"

Silence fills the room. His grip on your arm tightens making you wince. When you look at him he looks upset.

"Hoseok. You're hurting me."

He releases you without a problem but the frown on his face doesn't leave.

"Maybe I did make you this way," he says through clenched teeth. "But don't hold it over my head. Do you understand me?"

You swallow in discomfort.

You don't know why you weren't expecting him to get upset with you but you didn't. It shocks you a bit and it makes you a little shy as you shift your eyes away from him. He isn't having it though because he says your name in a strong commanding voice that makes you flinch.

"I asked you a question."

You lick your lips. "I understand." A pause before you tack on these final words. "I'm sorry."

His expression softens at your apology before he huffs and looks off to the side.

You wonder what's going on in that head of his. Is he still upset? Is he disappointed? Is he realizing you're not the one for him? You can only hope and dream that last one but that's all it'll ever be. Hopes and dreams.

"After we eat."

You look over to him in mild confusion until it hits you what he means.

"For real," you ask.

He looks over to you and no longer does he appear annoyed.

"For real," he says.

You're going to get what you want. That's all that matters to you now. You sigh in relief and he catches it.

"Thank you for apologizing."

Your brows furrow the slightest bit before you look away. You only did that because you wanted him off your back. For your sake.

You shrug your shoulders in response.

Hoseok's body comes to rest on his side with his arm keeping him perched up. His hand comes up so he can brush his thumb over your cheek to which you let him. It's one of those gentle touches he does that you don't mind too much but it still makes you a little uncomfortable.

"What wouldn't I do for you? Honestly."

You don't know how to respond so you keep quiet.

It's like this for a little bit. Him looking down at you as he caresses you and, of course, you're stuck in your head. You're far away from here. Your mind is far from his reach and you worry just a little bit that he'll go back on his word and control you again. But he doesn't do it and for that you are grateful.

After a while there's a knock on his door and you know that it's the food. You sit up quickly not because you're hungry but because of what comes after. If Hoseok knows that's why you look positively excited to eat he doesn't say. He's just happy to see you wanting to eat.

The trays of food are given to you and you both rest them on the bed. Your legs are crossed as are Hoseok's and you're left to eat with the servants leaving the room.

"Here." Hoseok says.

You look at him to see he's holding up some rice to try and feed to you. You frown as you pull your head back.

He pouts. "Why don't you let me feed you?"

Is he actually pouting over this? You try not to roll your eyes before you speak.

"I don't know. It's just embarrassing."

His head tilts a little. "Why would you be embarrassed? I just want to take care of you. There's nothing wrong with that."

You sigh. "I just don't like being babied."

He brings the rice down back into its bowl before turning to you. His hand comes up to the back of your neck where he rubs it gently.

"I get you don't like it but I want to pamper you. Treat you like the queen that you are. You mean everything to me and there's nothing I wouldn't do for you."

These declarations of love are always too much for you but you know he won't listen when you tell him to stop. Look how he is now and all because you won't let him feed you.

Hoseok grabs the rice again with his utensils and brings it up to your lips.

"Please?"

You sigh deeply and avert your eyes as you open your mouth. You don't see how wide his smile grows at this. He's absolutely elated to be feeding you while you feel a warmth coat your cheeks and ears due to embarrassment.

Closing your mouth you chew the rice that tastes like misery. Before you can even fully swallow the whole thing he brings a piece of meat up to your lips. You look towards him to see he's looking at you expectantly. He's smiling happily and how badly do you want to erase it from his face, but then you remember something.

He's going to give you your high after you're done eating. What if he changes his mind and all because you snapped at him? Because you wouldn't let him feed you? It's a thought that makes you grind your teeth in irritation but you have to play it safe.

After swallowing the rice you open up for the meat. Hoseok's heart shaped smile is nearly blinding as you accept his offering.

"Good girl," he says in a whisper.

You don't know if he was actually planning for you to hear it or not but either way you did.

He keeps feeding you in between the mouthfuls he takes himself. At some point after finishing his food he switches from his bowls to yours and feeds you again. You're starting to feel full and turn your head away when he brings up some kimchi.

"Come on, my love. Just one more bite."

"I can't. I'm going to feel sick if I have another bite."

It's already bad enough you're dealing with the cold. You don't want to feel nausea on top of that.

Hoseok brings the kimchi back to your bowl on your tray and chuckles.

"You're right. Let's not force it. You've eaten quite a lot at least." He smiles. "Any room for dessert?"

You groan to which he laughs.

"I'm kidding. We don't even have dessert here." He stands up and grabs his tray. "Let me just set these out real quick."

And he does. Both your and his tray are waiting outside the door for someone to pick them up. When he's done he dusts his hands as if they were dirty before coming over to his side of the bed where he kneels down before you.

You slip further under the covers and rest your head on your pillow. You feel absolutely stuffed. It's unknown how many mouthfuls of food you had but you know that it was more than enough.

"You were very good." Hoseok says.

Your eyes shift to him to see he's biting his bottom lip. He looks over the moon because you let him feed you. Like he said, he just wanted to pamper you but you're not used to it and you sure as hell didn't like it.

Hoseok crawls over to you before kneeling back down. His knees are pressed up against your arm and he brings a hand up to your face to cup gently.

"Thank you for letting me have this. I know you don't like it so I won't expect this from you every time but once in a while let me have my way."

That's the thing. He always has his way. No matter if you like it or not.

"And so I'll give you want you want." He leans his head closer to yours. "Open up and stick your tongue out for me."

You know what he means and you happily part your lips for him.

There's a smirk on his lips before he procures a wad of saliva that slowly descends from his mouth to yours. It lands on your tongue and slides down until it reaches the back of your throat where you swallow it.

From the moment it hit your tongue you felt it. The real reason why you're here. What started it all for you. The high. You can never have enough of it. It's intoxicating.

Hoseok pulls back to watch the way your body reacts to his saliva. You see him - feel him as he caresses your cheek. Your eyes close in bliss and you just let the feeling take over you completely.

How could you explain this feeling to someone who's never felt something like this before? There's not enough words in the vocabulary for you to express this feeling. You just know it makes you feel good. Like you're above and beyond everything and everyone. Untouchable. Elated. Enraptured.

You angle your head so that you can rub the side of your face into Hoseok's hand. You can hear him giggle at your action but you don't care. You're enjoying this too much.

You feel Hoseok straddle your waist and you would open your eyes to see what he's doing but you don't dare open them. His hand moves so his thumb can rub against your lips. He applies a bit of pressure to which you react by parting them slightly. You hear him huff a laugh before he slips the digit into your awaiting mouth. Your tongue laves over the pad of his thumb and he gives a half hearted moan. One made more out of interest rather than pleasure.

"You look so pretty like this," he says.

Your eyes open and you swear you see a halo over his head. Maybe you're losing it because of the high or maybe it's the ceiling light up above his head. Either way you see it and for a moment the devil looks like an angel. That's what he started off as anyway.

Hoseok slips his thumb out and watches as you lick your lips. His hands come to rest on either side of your head as he tilts his own in silent wonder.

The high is still running strong but you're interrupted by an unexpected sneeze. Right. You're sick. It makes Hoseok jump at the sudden sound before he begins to laugh. It has to be the high because you laugh along with him though it's more airy.

"I should probably bring you some tissues. I'll bring over the little trash bin from the bathroom too."

He sits up straight before climbing off to grab you the things you need. You sigh at the loss of contact and blink a few times. You think the high might be wearing off now but you don't want it to leave you. Will Hoseok give it to you again if you ask? Probably not. Unless you do something for him.

You can't believe you're thinking this with a semi sane mind.

When Hoseok comes back he places a box of tissue paper on your nightstand and the bin from the bathroom by your side of the bed. He's unsuspecting and so it catches him by surprise when you sit up and tug him forward by his pants.

"What," he asks.

You rest yourself on your knees and reach a hand out to grab him by the back of his neck and pull him down towards you while your other hand finds his cock through his pants.

He gives a surprised sound as your lips come together and there's a slight bit of hesitation before he reciprocates your kiss.

It's smooth sailing up until this point because he doesn't part his lips despite you running the tip of your tongue against the seam of them. You can feel the way he hardens in your hand and he moans but he ultimately pulls back and stills your hand with a hold to your wrist.

"We can't," he says.

Why couldn't you? You're starting to feel a little too sober for this.

"Why not," you ask.

Hoseok smiles as he removes your hands from him.

"As much as I would love to continue - you're sick. You should be resting."

You frown. "But it didn't stop us from doing what we did in the shower."

"Yeah but you weren't sneezing and coughing like you are now."

You know he's right but it frustrates you. Couldn't he have just ignored it and let you get what you want? Even when you're playing your cards right do you still not get your way.

Hoseok helps ease you back down beneath the covers that he brings up to your chin.

"We can pick this up another time. For now just rest."

You sigh but acquiesce to him.

To fill the silence in the room he turns on the TV. This turns out to be a boring night in where you're feeling gross and Hoseok is tucked in by your side. Your plan failed and you have nothing to make this cold a bit more bearable.

You weren't expecting him to deny you. It was a bit surprising to be honest. You thought he'd go for it but Hoseok is always a step or two ahead of you. As always.

Besides the TV the occasional sniffle, cough and the sound of you blowing your nose fills the room. Hoseok had put on a movie from On Demand that you're half paying attention to. It's not that it's a bad movie but you're starting to get a headache because of how clogged your sinuses are. At some point Hoseok maneuvers over to you so he can check how warm you are. It makes him frown but he doesn't say anything about it. He just asks if you're thirsty to which you reply that no you aren't.

You're about midway through the movie which you only know because Hoseok pauses it and you're about to ask why when there's a knock on the door. Hoseok welcomes them in and when the door opens you're a little surprised to see that it's Taehyung. He has a little mug with him that he places on your bedside table with a smile.

"I brought you tea," he says. "Drink it while it's still warm."

You're sure your face says it all. You're astonished by his actions and it honestly warms your heart.

"Thank you," you say as you go to sit up.

Taehyung just continues to smile as you grab the cup of tea and blow it a little before taking a sip.

"How was the movie?" Hoseok asks. "Did Jungkook wake up?"

His brother hums with a nod. "The movie was good and Jungkook was a little disoriented. He didn't even notice you were missing. Jimin helped in taking him to bed."

It's Hoseok's turn to hum. "And what brings you here? Besides bringing Y/N some tea?"

Taehyung bites his bottom lip and twiddles his thumbs together. "I just wanted to make sure Y/N was okay." He directs his attention towards you. "How's the tea?"

You take another sip before bringing the cup down. "It's good. It's soothing my throat. Thank you again."

He nods his head along with a little bow.

You take your time with the tea as it's still too hot to drink in one go but while this happens Taehyung stays by your bed side. It doesn't go unnoticed by you or Hoseok who raises a brow his brother's way.

"Do you want to sit, Tae," he asks.

Taehyung's brows perk up and his lips part. "Oh um, it's okay. I'm just waiting for Y/N to be done so I can take the mug back downstairs."

Hoseok sends him a knowing look. "Taehyung sit down."

"Okay." Without resistance he comes to sit on the edge of the bed by your legs.

You smile at him and he smiles back.

If there's one thing you've learned about Taehyung it's that he's a little clingy. To you at least. You don't know how he really is with his brothers. He might be the same way with them but you haven't been able to witness it since you're almost always with either Hoseok or Namjoon. It brings forth a different feeling inside of you. You don't know what but maybe it's a protective feeling? He seems really sweet and you're so glad you don't have to witness the scarier side of him anymore.

Your thoughts are interrupted when you sneeze and reach for a tissue. When you tug it out you see it's the last one and point it out to Hoseok.

Your captor's brows raise for a moment before he sits up.

"I should have more in the bathroom. Give me a second."

He gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom leaving you alone with Taehyung who looks like he has something on his mind.

"You okay," you ask curiously.

Taehyung looks a little surprised but covers it with a shy smile. "Um it's nothing."

"You sure? You can tell me if you want." You don't want to push him if he doesn't want to talk about it.

He shakes his head softly and you swear you see his cheeks turn pink.

"It's just," he pauses. "I don't want to freak you out."

Your brows furrow. His response isn't what you were expecting and it honestly makes your pulse rise.

He seems to notice this and panics a bit. "It's nothing bad it's just that um... I've never had a girl friend before."

You tilt your head. "Girlfriend?"

"I mean like a friend who's a girl." He points to you then himself. "You're my first friend who's a girl." And like it needs clarification he continues on. "I've had a girlfriend before but it was more of a fling than anything deep. Outside of that it's just been men in my life. Both in friendship and love life."

You're a little surprised by his admission. Not that he's been with men but because you're his first friend that doesn't fit his usual criteria.

"Oh," you say. "So I'm the first? For real?"

He nods his head. "For real."

You take another sip from your tea though this time it's a little longer now that it's cooling off a bit.

What do you say to that? You don't know but right now it's like Taehyung is exposing you his heart and you have to be very careful with it. So you just nod your head and mutter the word "Cool."

To this his smile widens into a box shape that makes you smile yourself though it's a little more reserved.

"Cool," he says. "Sorry if it's weird. I just thought it was nice. For me at least."

That feeling of being protective of him resurfaces and it really surprises you. Who would have ever thought that you and Taehyung will be friends? That he'd admit this to you like it's some big secret? A secret he was so shy to admit. It makes your features soften and without a second thought you reach for his hand to hold.

He looks down at your hand for a second before tentatively placing his own on top. You give a little squeeze that he smiles to and squeezes back.

You don't know what you're doing. It just seemed right to do but you feel like you should stop.

All of this will come to an end some day. You're making friends with the enemy's family. Friends and a lover. The day you run out of Hoseok's life is the day this will all end and all you'll be left with is a family of vampires that will probably want to end you for hurting their Hoseok's heart. Everyone except for Namjoon who knows you want to escape. Namjoon who if his brothers find out what he's doing with you - you don't even want to think about what they'll do to him. These thoughts make you swallow deeply before you turn your attention to your tea that has cooled down enough for you to drink it all down.

You clear your throat before handing him the mug that he takes after letting go of your hand. He gives you one last look of that box shaped smile before he stands up to leave.

"I'll see you around then," he questions you.

You purse your lips with a nod. "See you around."

He smiles one last time before leaving the room. Leaving you alone with Hoseok who you notice is leaning against the doorframe to his closet with his arms crossed. He's smiling and it makes you frown.

"What," you ask.

He stands up straight and walks over to the bed to crawl on top of it and hands you a new box of tissues. You take it but before you can open it he leans over to gently hold your head so he can kiss your forehead.

"What," you ask again.

He releases you to get under the covers.

"Thank you," he says.

"For?"

"For being you. For being nice and getting along with my brothers. For everything."

You look down at the box in your hands and hastily open it. You take out a tissue and blow your nose ignoring the fact that Hoseok is thanking you for being nice to Taehyung. Your thoughts are a little jumbled right now with the fact that you know this all won't end well for you. It's a fact but would you rather be in a house with friends or enemies? Of course the former. It's just a little scary knowing how things will go once it's time.

Hoseok brings a hand up to rub your back and helps ease you down on the bed and into his side. You let him maneuver you how he sees fit as your mind is too busy fumbling around with facts you don't like. You can hear the way his heart beats beneath your ear. How it creates a lengthy rhythm compared to yours that's steady like a human's because that's what you are: a human among vampires. It's a scary thought.

He presses play on his remote and the room is filled with the sounds from the TV again. You try to drown out your thoughts with the movie. Take in word for word of what the characters on the screen are saying just so you can ignore what's going on through your head. It works for the most part. Especially when you start to grow a little tired. Hoseok notices the change in your breathing and wakes you up so you can take the nighttime cold medicine. It tastes bitter and you wish you had something to wash it down with. Hoseok takes the little cup with him to the bathroom to rinse out and smiles when he sees the way you're curling up in bed after he comes back. The movie is done and he switches the TV to some random show that's on. Something to keep him entertained while you're on the precipice of sleep.

It's when you're in a slightly delusional state due to the cold and the medicine do you ask Hoseok something.

"What happens if I-" Your words begin to slur.

Hoseok hums questioningly and turns on his side so he can face you.

"What happens with what, my love?"

You should stop where you're at but you're not yourself right now so you try again.

"What happens if I break your heart?"

You can feel the stillness even without being totally coherent.

Your eyes are closed and you can't bring yourself to open them. Maybe if you did you would have backtracked on that question.

"You won't," he says though his words are barely above a whisper.

"But what if I do?"

Hoseok sighs. "I don't know what's gotten into you but if were talking hypothetically," he pauses.

He stays silent for a moment too long and just when you think he won't speak he does.

"For whatever the reason may be I will never give up on you. I won't ever let you leave and I'll make sure we get through this. Together. Outside of that I know you won't even try and dare do that. Not if you know what's good for you." He leans over to place a kiss onto your forehead.

You don't realize it but a tear slips out and he wipes it away.

You're completely out of it now. Falling asleep so close to him. You don't hear, see nor feel the way he curls up closer to you. How he wraps an arm around you or how his lips stay pressed against your forehead. Nor how his eyes shift from left to right in worry nor how they gloss over with unshed tears. You don't see him the way he sees you.

[norellenilia]

Damn, I remember the first time I watched FMA 03, when I was 16 or 17, I stayed up until 1 am to finish it, and today, watching episodes 38 through 42 turned me into such an emotional mess that I have to take a break lmao what happened??? My own emotional traumas, that's what happened

I'm feeling so many things again

In episode 38, when Ed and Al are fighting, Al drenches Ed in water and he says "it's going to rain!!!" and I'm like haha no don't try to pull a Mustang on me I know this episode won't make me cry and GUESS WHAT the flashback with Trisha convincing Ed to go and find Al so they can talk things out and Al looking so happy that Ed isn't upset with him anymore it's so cute I CRIED

I need -- no, I DEMAND a spin-off series where Winry and Scziezka solve murder mysteries together (I'd love to write it myself but I know I'm not nearly good enough at coming up with mystery stories lol), they're adorable I'm so happy they totally get together post CoS

Martel's death hits SO MUCH HARDER than I remembered holy shit, she and Al actually got close, we see more of her, her death is so horrific and hearing sweet sweet baby boy Alphonse cry just BROKE MY HEART I never wanted to hug an armor so badly

Scar's brother's last moments, the way he looks so terrified and desperate to protect his little brother from Kimblee and Scar being so devastated when he dies I just-- *clenches fist*

Sloth using Ed's PTSD against him that's so UNFAIR; also I was thinking that I was a bit disappointed that this anime did not include the nightmare that Ed has at some point in the manga where he sees his mom saying "why didn't you make me right" etc but this is it, this is this scene, and it's worse because he's hearing it for real, he is very much awake, he has the real voice of his mom in his ears and she's saying this to him and I'm-- *clenches fist harder*

Rose's story, I'm still so mad, she deserves all the happiness in the world

Speaking of Rose, it's so funny how the moment Al is like "I wonder how Rose is doing" the show just full on goes "Ed/Rose shipper" mode lmao, with Ed blushing while pretending not to remember her, him being so awkward when he speaks to her just before they go on their separate ways and her son just smiling and giggling when he speaks (first time we see the baby laugh, he had only been crying up until then) :') To be honest it feels a bit out of the blue to me but idk

Dante sporting Lyra's white ass in the town of brown people and speaking as if she was part of them just because she's following Rose around to manipulate her is incredibly cringe, but then again, it's Dante, she's the villain and we're already supposed to know something is up with "Lyra". But still.

Very random but Al pulling objects from or putting objects inside his armor from behind the cloth always looks very awkward lol

I used to never really care about Scar but I have learned the errors of my way as I now realize he is actually one of the best characters in this goddamn series, even with the orb of knowledge and the three arm losses, and Mangahood!Scar being much more villainized and ending up working with the military will never come even CLOSE to 03!Scar using his last bit of strength to save Alphonse to honor his love for his lost brother and take his ultimate revenge on those who murdered his people in the goal of protecting oppressed people, all of this while an epic music is playing (honestly it even feels like Ed is made to be seen as an obstacle as he tries to prevent the soldiers from entering Liore lol)

Sorry but Wrath is annoying as hell, I know that I'll probably have a different opinion if I rewatch CoS after that, but for now I hate him

We're finally entering the "Rewrite" era of the show and I had forgotten how much it rocks (Ed's hair animation at the beginning fhjkfhkdhjk)

I only have 9 episodes left but between Lust and Sloth in the upcoming episodes I'm not even sure I'll be able to watch it all in one go lol. Still excited to see more of Winry and Scziezka and remembering how much Hohenheim is absolutely useless in this x)

[skribz202]

FIC TIME!!!!!

AU: Lost Hope

TW- None

Four years.

It didn't seem that long to Stanley Marsh. In fact, he didn't even realize that years were going by. It lust felt like he was waiting for something. But the question was, what?

Well actually, he knew exactly what he was waiting for. He was waiting for Wendy, Kyle, and to a lesser degree, Butters to all be found and to return home safely. Wendy was Stan's girlfriend, of course he would care if she went missing. The same applied for Kyle, as he was his boyfriend. The person he was least worried about was Butters. That kid had always said that he was going to 'run away someday'. Guess that day finally came.

His thoughts in his head filled the silence in the front room of Stan's house on the farm. He couldn't even remember why he was here. He looked over towards the kitchen. Oh yeah, he had invited Kenny round to hang out around his house because he wanted to take his mind off of the 4 year anniversary of Kyle and Wendy's disappearance and the 3 year anniversary of Butters'. Who know how long they were sitting in silence, but it felt comfortable for some reason.

The blonde took notice of the raven-ette's staring. He knew he had to say something to break the ice, but what? Kenny noticed Stan's Nintendo plugged into the TV and got an idea.

"Dude, you up for a round of Mario Kart?"

The question snapped Stanley out of his episode and made him think for a second. The thing that Kenny had asked him was so off topic, yet might actually have the power to cheer him up. He shrugged as a response and got up to turn on the console, then went to turn on the huge flat-screen TV that his dad had brought recently. He hated his dad's character, but the stuff he brought was always somewhat cool. The TV's logo flashed up for a second and then the switch logo came up. Stan took the joy-cons out from the console and gave one to Kenny while he kept the other one for himself. He selected the game and started to playfully chat with Kenny.

"You're gonna lose, poor-boy."

Kenny looked at Stan in a pretend offended way before sprouting "Oh yeah? Bring it on, emo." He smirked playfully.

Stan smiled at Kenny's comments. Sure, he missed Kyle and Wendy, but right now, he had Kenny. And having one friend was better than having none. After a few rounds, it became painfully obvious who was better at the game. Kenny had won nine times, while Stan had only won once. He couldn't tell if he was going easy on the blonde or not.

"Goddamn Marsh... you are shit at this game..." Kenny looked at Stan and chuckled lightly.

Stan then got an idea. He kicked Kenny in the stomach playfully, which cause him to loosen his grip on the controller. Kenny then attempted to hit Stan but he kept moving away from the blonde's attacks. The score was now Kenny 9, Stan 2.

"You dirty cheater!!! I was gonna win and you stopped me!!!"

"No I didn't! You're just a sore loser..." Stan nudged Kenny.

Kenny giggled slightly. "Says the one who kicked me."

The two boys looked at each other for a moment and then proceeded to erupt into laughter. They laughed for what felt like hours until they had started to come down from the high they were just on. The moment ended with Stan laying on Kenny's chest while gazing at a picture on the wall of him, Kenny, Kyle and Cartman.

"Hey Stan..." Kenny looked down at Stan's head, resting on his chest while his deep blue eyes tilted up to meet Kenny's unusually purple ones.

Kenny smiled at Stan and said with an understanding tone. "I'll always be here for you. If you ever need to talk, or anything. You know where to find me."

Stan smiled back softly. "I know dude. I know."

That day, Kenny and Stan grew closer to each other than they were before. They were no longer just friends, they were best friends.

[thecameronchronicles]

Self Sabotage

TW: Dark(ish) Rafe. Language. Smut. Cheating. 

SUMMARY: Rafe is determined to have you to himself, even if his methods are bound to be unorthodox…

WORD COUNT: 1300

*Requested*

Self Sabotage

"I don't know about this, Rafe..." The words left your mouth as your eyes and body denied their validation. In truth, you never wanted to act on these feelings you had for him as they were crafted strictly out of lust. And yet, you simply had no choice as your body betrayed you whenever he was near. The way his cologne reminded you of his close proximity, his voice speaking your name in both moans of pleasure and addressing you as if you were indifferent to him, and finally, the graze of his fingers and the promise of the release they had offered so many times before. 

But this was different. He was pulling you just beyond the line of sight from the party where only a corner had separated you from any pair of eyes that could easily come upon you. But the reasons you couldn't be seen weren't because you were opposites, as the truth was, you couldn't have been more alike. Instead, it was because you had avowed monogamy to others. You had both been titled boyfriend and girlfriend to others, and yet, always found your way back here, like this. 

The first time it happened had been a drunken mistake after a fight with those same significant others. You both felt guilty and agreed never to speak of it. But it quickly became a habit and even an addiction, which brought you to tonight. He couldn't stand watching someone else show you off just as you couldn't watch the ditz of a girl wrapped around him, kissing the curve of his neck that wore your lips just hours prior. And to make matters worse, he would always look at you shamelessly with those soft eyes somehow perpetually intimidating. It was as frustrating as it was confusing, but always mended by the high of that promising and fulfilling orgssm. 

"I've got you, sweetheart...just like I always do, yeah?" He pressed you into the side of the house, lifting your leg around his waist, until he lifted you to rely on his grip. 

"God, I love your ass..." He teased upon squeezing it. 

"Fits so perfect..." He nibbled on your neck, a line drawn with his tongue before his hands now rose to your chest. 

"Rafe-" 

"Can't tell me you don't want it, I can feel how wet you are through your swimsuit..." He taunted as you blushed, a side effect of always being in his presence. 

"You're always so eager for me, aren't you? She makes me take her out to dinner and shit and never actually puts out. Never goes down on me and takes hours to come-if we do anything…But you’re so much more…always ready and willing…" 

"Rafe..." 

"It's okay, it's a compliment to you. You make it so easy to want you...I always fucking want you..." The reminder of him being with someone else always stung, especially as her perfume always lingered as your guilt should have. But the way his hands always accepted your figure in that desperate need had always left you forgiving him in ways he didn't deserve. 

"What the fuck, Rafe!?" A voice called from behind him as he let out a sigh. You pushed him off of you immediately, trying to fix your swimsuit as his girlfriend had found you. Tears behind her heavily made up eyes, she cursed at him with every name under the sun before turning to face you. 

"And you! You are nothing but a whore and a slut! The only reason he is giving you the time of day is BECAUSE you're easy!" She turned back to Rafe. 

"Is THIS what you wanted me to see? Why you sent me the text saying this was SO important?!" Your eyes narrowed at him. He wanted this. He planned this. He wanted to get caught. 

"Im-" He didn't even try and apologize, he simply stood with acceptance to the relationship meeting its end before he then turned back towards you. 

"You realize that she isn't going to just go on and live her life, Rafe...She is going to tell my boyfriend amd-" 

"I don't care anymore-" 

"I do!" 

"If you cared THAT much about him, why do you always let me do this?" He asked upon pushing you to the side of the house once more, this time, battling that damned grin before his hands descended your frame. 

"And why do you let me touch you here? Isn't that a place only HE should be able to touch?" 

"Rafe, stop-" 

"Stop?" He chuckled. "If you want me to stop, if you didn't want this, then why are you so fucking wet for me? I'll tell you-" His hand was on your jaw as he pinned you harder against the wall, his other hand working off his pants. 

"Please, Rafe-" He ignored your pleas. 

"Because it should be us. And now, it can be." 

"No-stop it!" 

"If you loved him, you wouldn't let me make you come. You wouldn't let me do the things I do to you....and you wouldn't like it-And if he was doing right by you, you wouldn't need to come to me. So stop playing the Saint here and take my cock like you always have so then after we can make this right?" 

"Make it right?" 

He nodded. "It's only fair that since she found out, so after you're dripping with me, you're gonna go to him and tell him you're done. Or so help me, I'll take you to thay party right now and fuck you in front of all of them." 

"Please-" 

"Don't think I will?" He began to move you to the direction of the party as you pleaded with such desperation that he paused. Instead, he would turn you to face the beach, the only sense of relief having been the grip you were able to make on the banister before you. 

"Fuck-" He breathed, now inside of you, as your fingers wrapped tighter on the Bannister. 

"That's my girl...tight and wet just for me-all for me like this-" 

"Stop, please!"

He pulled you up against him by a grip around your neck as he took you deeper onto the railing. "The only time I'm gonna stop is to have you suck the cum off of me when I've made you cream on it. " He grinned wickedly to your body tensing to his words. 

"But for now, you're gonna take it-Right here, right fucking now-" He began his paces, cruel and self centered for his own pleasure as he built built his cusp with limited care for your own. At least for a time before his fingers finally wrapped around your hip and onto your clit. 

But once again, he was anything but loving. He had a mission and he seemed too invested within its pinnacle to cease even as you begged. Even as tears began to pour down your cheeks, he would continue. Even as you trembled, he followed through. And even as you came, he continued to ram into you from behind until he had had enough. 

"Now let's go." 

"Rafe, please." 

"You said the reason we couldn't be together was because of them, because you didn't want to hurt them. I've done my part for us...now you're gonna do yours. Or I mean it, I'll fuck you so he can watch so he knows all the faces he could never make you make..." He slapped a hand to your ass as he continued, "You're out of excuses. Let's go!" Hardly able to adjust your attire, left disheveled by him, he would make good on his words as you were forced to end that stable relationship and enter into one with Rafe, who was anything but the aforementioned…

Taglist: @hopebaker @iovdrew @penny4yourthoughts @magnificantmermaid @pickingviolets @lovedetlost @trikigirl271 @my-baexht-ls @slut4starkey @slvtherinseeker @obxiskewl @obxxrxfes @bluesongbird @slut-era @ailee-celeste @rafesbae

[catalogercas]

Whumptober Day 26 Prompt (though this isn't really whump):

"Sometimes I get so tired; I don’t even know myself."

Seeing Double | Working To Exhaustion | “You look awful."

XXX

Roy, fuming about Jamie's unhealthily defined abs in Lust Conquers All, drunk dials him.

A03

Roy's still fuming a little when he pulls the Lust Conquers All recording up at Keeley's. He knows he shouldn't rewatch it because it's just going to piss him off all over again.

But Maureen and Janice, and, hell, the whole fucking lot of them, wouldn't stop going on about how sexy Jamie fucking Tartt's six pack abs were. Like he'd achieved the pinnacle of the male form with them.

When he really fucking hadn't.

The muppet was fucking up his whole body for the sake of publicity for Christ's sake.

"Look at 'em, Keeley," he slurs after taking another sip of his Rose. "That's not...it's not fucking healthy. He ever gets some fucking sense knocked back into him and goes back to playing football, like he fucking should, he's going to collapse on the pitch from fucking dehydration."

He tries to ignore the fact that he's mentally conjuring the image of catching Jamie as he collapses, and berating him for not drinking enough water afterwards, because what the actual fuck is that about, as Keeley pats at his shoulder and hums. "He really does look fucking fit like that though."

Roy should have known then, when Keeley's words incite a fierce protectiveness over Jamie -- because he doesn't fucking need abs like that at the cost of his fucking well-being -- rather than jealousy, both that Keeley knew he was too drunk to think things, like what she'd just said, or why he's now pulling Jamie's number up on his phone, through, and that his feelings for Jamie have never once been normal.

But he doesn't.

So he calls him anyway.

When Jamie answers his phone, with, "What do ya want with me, you grumpy old twat?"

He responds with, "To force some fucking water down your stupid fucking throat followed by some fucking protein. What the fuck do you think you're doing on that fucking show anyway? With no fucking nutritionist? Those amateur producers don't give a shit if you're eating fucking proper as long as you've got sexy fucking abs for the camera. You look fucking awful, you fucking muppet!"

"Since when do you care what I eat and drink?" Jamie asks, sounding utterly bewildered. "And, like, this ain't me voicemail? You know you're actually talking to me, right? Like, sure, you're yelling at me and all, but it sounds like you're giving me advice, like you give a shit about me?"

Roy just grunts and mutters, "Yeah, well, fucking take better care of yourself, Tartt, and then I won't fucking need to."

Keeley takes the phone from him, then, like she should have before he even dialed and puts him on speakerphone, "He's drunk, Jamie, but he's still probably right. Eat some proper food and hydrate, yeah?"

"Yeah, alright," Jamie says. "Didn't know me sexy abs weren't healthy."

"Course you fucking didn't," Roy mutters before jabbing at the end call button.

XXX

The next morning, Keeley tries not to grin too hard or even laugh as Roy frowns at his phone over his coffee and water, since he apparently does listen to his own advice about hydrating, and mutters, "Why's the fucking prick's number even in my phone? And why's it say I called him? Stupid fucking phone."

She can't say she's particularly surprised, though, when, two years later, that, as Jamie's in her bedroom showing off his less defined chest to her and telling her Roy has been forcing protein and water on him like a drill sergeant that Roy says, "Because you'd still have a stupid fucking six pack, like you did on that stupid fucking show, if I didn't make you fucking take care of yourself properly."

"You thought it were sexy, though. Even called me to say so," Jamie says, waggling his eyebrows at Roy.

"Fucking when?" Roy asks.

"You drunk dialed me, mate," Jamie says. "Keels was there. Ask her."

And Keeley really can't stop herself from laughing then.

The fact that it took Roy as long as it did to realize how much he cared about Jamie and how was really something, honestly.

[lamentingocean]

Mongrang X Jaha

[Hazbin Hotel Overlord Edition]

Warning: Murder, a bit NSFW, insults and comebacks towards one another, rivalry, extermination day fighting, chaos, and dark humor.

(Since I don't feel like working on the other x reader, I'm probably being lazy but this will be good for me)

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Jaha- The Crimson Demon of Hell, who is also a conqueror of overlords in the past like alastor, made an appearance in hell due to his dangerously cunning and attractive nature, and became the leader of a big clan, competing with the vees due to his money and his power,

I, for one.

Mongrang- The Lust Devil who owns a sex industry in hell also competing with that moth bitch you call..."Valentino." is a big rival of jaha due to our exact balance of power and abilities as demons of our own, I hate that crazy bastard who lives upon madness and murder throughout his time in hell so I'm pretty sure murdering overlords is his secret hobby. but I can't help but make myself out to be a lustful masochist because I absolutely love jaha's torment against my industry and my soul.

it's a once and a lifetime opportunity to have shit gush through your pants all because of one man who dislikes your mere presence, and so..I chased him through the depths of hell having my own voice scream at him to give me the antidote. I even tried to consult with charlie and her crew at the hotel to tell me where he is because I got a bunch of laughter with my pants being stained with shit, but hench why the princess of hell is such a good soul born in such a hellish environment.

I tried to seduce her, but that didn't work either.

so I ran out of options to catch him so now. Our rivalry towards one another is never going to change until one has to die during extermination day or one has to die during our battle in rivalry. I tried to talk to the vees about what I could do since they were basically a powerful company or a corporation full of fashion..full of sex...full of technology.

but they had no intention to help the lust demon like me. so I shouldn't care about a maniac like him. Most people who choose to rival would rather focus on their own work and prep for the next battle of this rivalry, so I have yet to explain my reasoning for hating on him so much since our hatred for each other also has a active reputation.

Rumors go around like smoke in the air after a wildfire:

"mongrang and jaha's hatred and rivalry is so popcorn worthy, I could almost sit down and watch their spat!"

"Oh my God! It is so fun to watch the two most powerful demons in hell shoot nukes and bombs at each other!"

" my My! I could almost Bing watch the drama of these two!"

some people assumed our reputation as "toxic love" .... "or romantic drama," but I don't know either. my purpose as the lust demon is to make sex and do sex, but it seems that I've noticed one detail about me that every time I seem to remember it. It pisses me off.

I can not seem to find any attraction in woman no matter if it's sex or not, sexual intercourse or not, actual relationship or not. I still...can NOT.

so just leave it be. I shouldn't need to openly spat about him over and over while my girls are waiting to fuck 3 guys in the afternoon because I said no. I treat my employees nice valentino.

I openly drink my vodka while my room is full of knifes of that...crazy bastard so I'm expecting some of my employees to know a new porn film is about to start because I had my employees set up everything while I continue my..obsession.

And that's exactly what happened.

She wore her pornstar wear while knocking on my door, I took a glance right back at her to see her face full of concern for my pictures of jaha all over the wall but to me I thought it's normal to be this obsessive. most people deal with it out of lust, love, or a drive of hatred in life, do you think?

I breathe in and out to calm myself down, turn around, and put on my usual seductive facade to my employees to think I mean business when it comes to sex, even my voice had to be in a specific tone.

"Hello. Are you guys ready?"

"Yes master mongrang,"

at the time, each step I took meant that this facade is slowly breaking me to peices, maybe I have problems, maybe I seem to be...gay, or maybe I just seem to have a burning amount of hatred that it needs to be worked out so I thought:

"Should I kill some people to calm me down since this is hell after all?"

yeah. that's definitely the way to do it since I can't stop thinking about him when I said.."ready set action" to another sex video to send to either a popular website or a live cam. If I try to talk to my employees about it, then I just get angry for flustered. Either way,..therapy or counseling doesn't exist in hell, so why should I even try?

Extermination day.

I try to lock up my doors or hang out with the other overlords to keep myself safe, but each time that happens each year. I see him roaming around the halls while we see the angels stab each demon in the streets so I wouldn't talk to him unless it's rude remarks and comebacks about our occupation.

'You do sex? Lame."

"You own a clan and murders people if you feel like it? ok fucker."

so maybe my obsession has something to do with love, but love doesn't exist in this place full of darkness and fire, either so why would I feel that way?

most female demons I've known throughout my time here tend to gush about him and his long black hair and his blood red eyes. His horns look immaculate and darker than a black hole. I can describe his horns as being like verosika but much larger with a different color pallette.

his man tits is also... something that is brought up many times when I hang out with women during lunch, so could it be love?

either way, extermination day is tomorrow and Charlie..

This time, they had to use an overlord to fight against the angels instead of carmilla and Rosie in their last one. they need two additional overlords to help with the offense and defense of their hotel. she mentioned that she had been eyeing at me and jaha for a while now by the words of lucifer since we are the most powerful demons at this side of the pentagram.

other than the vees.

So I figured: Why not? It could be a chance to know more lore about this obsession of mine, I am equally powerful in combat after all besides jaha soo I had to go up to the black rabbit clan and ask him first.

we finished our video and that's the last one for the rest of the day.

I had to bring my sword just in case I needed to murder some of his gaurds to get into the gate, I walked to his side of hell and the streets of this plate are fucking horrid. remember the time hell used to bow down to lucifer due to his domination and differences in power between all overlords? Well, that no longer happens since he's busy sulking in his room, moping about Lilith. his authority is so gone that it's retarded freaks all over this place who act like maniacs but then again this is hell and it's forever.

I detect many of his gaurd outside his palace, so..I killed them all.

I bust through his gate just to fight more against his demonic heavenly generals, and then I won. since they are sinners and I'm an overlord.

I finally got to his main lobby in the palace just to see him drinking booze on his throne. His eye side-eye looked at me and continued to drink his booze as if he's ignoring me just to get a reaction out of me.

"What?"

"WHAT??"

his lips rose out of the booze and placed it down.

"what the hell do you want?"

"Ahem..look. Charlie wants us to fight against the angels tomorrow in extermination day. So I'm wondering if you want to join in? I mean...we have to help her and her pathetic crew since the angels seem to be coming for her hotel again."

"Us?"

"Yes. So..what?"

jaha lifted himself off the seat and ripped off a piece of the wall, and pointed the sharp side to him.

"You think.. I want to team with you after you were the cause of my death in my human life? Not to mention TRIED to take me down over and over as an overlord? You even tried to gamble for it."

"Look. if we want to die, then we won't die without reason, ok? Even as overlords capable of killing many angels as we can, then we can still die since angels are formidable and powerful."

he dropped the sharp peice of wall on the floor like he's trying to make an example out of something.

"This is us. we drop like flies if we continue to let ourselves cower in our homes, companies, corporations, or clans as the demons of hell continue to be given no afterlife since they are slain with a angelic weapon. you telling me that we are risking our lives for a small hotel crew? they beat them last year. They can do it themselves again."

"You're missing the point. they don't have the exact ways to fight back against the angels like they did last year, so if they want or plead overlords like us to help them stand against the attack then don't you think we should do it? for all we know.. the princess of hell may be dead if we don't take action to do it. same as lucifer fucking morningstar.."

he moved up closer and raised the sharp wall shard to his neck as a small threat.

A bead of demon blood leaked through his neck as mongrang slightly winced in pain.

"She could have easily do some other overlords instead of us. I'm not dying in a war out of protecting a hotel crew. You too.

our rivalry remains intact until we each remain immortal so it could last forever shitrang. let us throw bombs at each other."

"y-you.. sure know how to choose your words correctly. but she could have a better chance a-at winning if we went along with it and helped her out. what's so bad about helping a mere hotel crew?"

"...fine. but let's make a deal.

I'll never associate with your kinky smutty bullshit ever again, and you never associate with mine. understand?"

"No."

his hand grabbed his chin out of his slow closeup to dominate him, knowing mongrang is the type to just be a hard to get one.

"What do you mean.."No" ?"

"I want our rivalry to remain this way for good. even if I seem like a masochist for liking the torment that you're giving me. you seem to be highly...hypnotic to me, or I'm just talking out of my own mind. So just fight with me in the war, and we can go back to it in the aftermath of it, ok?"

"Fine.

Are you...blushing?"

"What? No, I'm not. Are you still a madman?"

somehow, I was allowed to touch his body since my hands touched his waist, and it felt good to me. That's the thing, but his hand was still on my chin, so that's what got me so red looking. but this man is actually attractive. I ignorantly refused to acknowledge that, but he's..

gorgeous.

"You shithole. I'm always a madman I don't know what you're talking about."

"If you're going to talk to me like that, then I have something else in mind for you bitch."

"And what is that?💢"

I took my domination back this time since jaha seems to think he's taking it slowly, so I pinned him to the wall with my mouth close to his.

he seems to drop his composure a bit but built it right back with a chuckle full of challenge.

"This is your idea of "mind?" seems like you don't know to think. trying to seduce me as if you aren't thinking of yourself as gay? ha. what a shitty move. more shitty than a person killing a living animal."

"Shut up."

my mind is screaming so much, so this is love I'm feeling. maybe that's the reasoning why I'm blushing so much.

his eyes are looking dead at me with a face full of agitation, and my hands are colliding with his own, and I'm like damn: this man really is an exact replica of me, but much more different, cunning, and crazy. but excuse my feelings.

I let go of him with my face, looking like a red fruit while his cocky smile signifies that he wins the spar but didn't win the battle, I kept on blushing as I tried to come up with something nice to say for once since I always say something so rude or so insulting to him but now that we are battlemate overlords then it's safe to say at least...one thing nice to him.

"W-well..good luck on the battle ahead."

"Hmph. you too. I'm the crimson devil, so don't wish me good luck. Wish me a good spree of murder by my blood coated hands."

I didn't know how i felt, but I chuckled at his confidence a bit. I know I'm supposed to hate him but the fact that we are supposedly fighting together also means our terrible relationship and rivalry is finally going to die down a little.

I realized my voice chuckling at him since jaha is the type to observe people even when he has nothing else to say, so in his mind: does this poopy bitch like me?"

so I put back on my facade to insult him any chance I get.

"Ok fucker. I'll be back ready for more blood by the time extermination day ends. So be ready crimson devil."

"Tch, ok poopypants."

Ok, that shit set me off way harder than it did.

I ran back to my home to pick out my weapons in my basement and I had a whole variety.

submachines

pump.

grenades

Assault rifle

Bombs

it's all the whole package, baby. I'm also using my demonic powers to grab enemies and rip them apart like a fucking paper ripped by a human, but..the pump and the bombs do much more blood and chaos so I choose those as well.

so... I'm going to shut down my industry for tomorrow just in case, but also they can't operate without their boss too since the last time I did leave them for a business trip across hell.

I saw them set the whole studio on fire, and some of my best pornstars were DEAD.

but that incident happened 3 years ago , but I'm still begging my employees not to burn anything since I had to pay a thousand dollars just to get it renovated.

but let me tell you this....remember when I said I'm competing with valentino and his sex job? yeah.. I'm slightly winning, but at the same time, I'm not. he's creative with it, like using a dildo on you at the same time while sucking dick is an idea I didn't even think of when I watched some of it. but I noticed angel dust is a quite popular one in this studio.

and after all the shit I saw with him and valentino. even as a overlord myself I fucking can't..

STAND

that gay asshole who thinks he can treat his employees like human garbage but then again..this is hell so why should I been complaining for the millionth fucking time. I never liked him.. That's all. But Vox is a different story. I like him, but I can never seem to get along with his chaotic attitude and his mass brainwashing of interviewers. So now I wonder why they act so weird they I past by there..

velvette is a cool one too due to her fashion but I can't seem to get along with her either due to one incident when I tried to flirt with her as a force tactic to collaborate with the vees to get me more money but she might be lesbian so she's a no for me.

Either way, the vees are going to be important but also a hard enemy to battle with by the time I'm done with jaha.

I need some sleep. A demon gotta sleep, y'know?

Timeskip.

I saw jaha on the side of the hotel with his sword, and his spear attached to him while Charlie and her crew was getting ready to fight against the angels, but to me. Jaha didn't seem scared of the angels.

It's like he's...nonchalant about it. Almost like he's showing off the fact that he might have killed thousands to hundreds of angels in his past as a demon before he became an overlord with mass amounts and chunks of power pouring all onto him. so no point in answering unanswered questions when nobody has an answer for them. I stared at him for a while before battle started because I physically and mentally can not deny that this man is supremely attractive. He's like sugar.

You are a child, and then you eat some in the middle of the night before school, and then as a child with a sweet tooth, it's addictive like drugs, it's addictive like sex, and it's addictive like a hot flavorful soup on a cold day under a warm fire.

that's exactly how he's portrayed as in my eyes, so...in my mind. I'm like: ....

"don't fucking approach him. Remember the time when you used to bang your hand on a wall so many times out of anger because he won both the war and the battle? don't you hate him so much that you keep your fist closed up so hard that even demon blood comes oozing out of it?"

for some reason, I feel none of that as mongrang- the lust demon of hell. I walk up to him step by step, and his glance at me is so dangerously intimidating that I had to recoil my feelings back to act normal. he knows I don't act normal around him, so why? we are equal but yet so different as two equal demons.

"I wish you luck jaha. Try not to die."

"hmph. same to you poopy fuck. try not to scream like your balls have dropped when a bunch of angels come at you~"

his insults didn't faze me anymore, me and him both look up at the hellish sky to see a light portal.

It's here.

here comes the angels rioting at the hotel, so we both knew it's going to be fun but dangerous at the same time, it's going to be angel bloodbath here today because we both brought out our weapons in sync when they charged at us with their pointy spears.

the thing about these spears is to send a demon to no afterlife ahead of them once they die from it, but that won't be us. Not after demon children had been killed by the angels since it's such thing as killing the wretched by the good. why am I so bothered? because it's like a system of a government in real life in terms of the angel's way of doing mass murder to demons.

I kept slicing them off over and over with my demonic powers since they surprisingly didn't touch a single demon's skin of me. Now that's their's no defense against the hotel like last year. We're sticking to fighting strategically.

jaha, on the other hand...his swordsmanship is beautiful and dangerously alluring as well to look, seeing his sword ooz angel blood from the tip of its sharp end, none of the angels can touch him as well and it impresses me to think I've been standing against that fucker for so many years as a rivalry, I still managed to keep my attention to him while our massacre of angels is still orchestrating.

Bombs, murder, nukes, half cut bodies, and dead demons are all over the battleground, I was getting exhausted due to all the killing but jaha seems to be full of energy while even the angel blood is smearing his face like melted ice cream,

It seems like we're winning extermination day.

I thought about one thing during this whole fight.

I'm in love with jaha. I never got my answers during this fight with him.

I got the truest realization that tried to show itself over and over in my eyes, but I was too blind to see.

I looked to him jump to the roof and to the main lobby while I'm trying to regain my energy and this man doesn't sleep or rest at all in a state of his murderous, psychopathic mind, I'm pretty sure half of the angels got murdered because of him so why do they ever try and kill him if they are going to die to no afterlife to welcome them in arms?

So I'm going to do one thing: an angel sped to me, but I killed them in the blink of an eye, standing up in confidence to know exactly what I'm going to do. I look up to see dripping of angel blood on the roof since jaha always had a method of killing a person in such a gruesome way, what an incredible madman. He lives up to his name so much that I even smirked at the thought of it.

I jump up so high to get him.

before he can jump to the top of the roof to kill some more. I managed to grab him and hold him on the waist. and I didn't care about his reaction since he seemed to be looking at me like I'm a piece of demon garbage, but I also sense that he's flustered with the way my hands are holding him in a particular way.

"What the hell are you doing? Let me go asshole. are you trying to die?"

"Or what?"

"I'll kill you. What the hell do you mean.."or what?"

What do you mean?"

"This."

My lips pressed onto his so abruptly.

He didn't expect that at first since his body flinched at little on the impact of my lips landing onto his, but he seemed to let me do this like he's opening a door for me to enter in a side I never seen before. he slit some of my skin off while his nails dug into my skin as a sign to let me kiss him more.

I took my lips off him while my blue eyes glanced directly at his red eyes while he thought what I'm about to say was genuine.

"I love you. you fucking maniac."

I ran off to check on the others since extermination day was canceled once again, and my own feelings were going batshit insane once I openly did that to him, so I guess it is love in hell.

I looked right at him on my shoulder to see his reaction openly flabbergasted even though the crimson demon was never one to be shocked about anything, but I did see a smirk on him almost like he enjoyed it. either way...our rivalry is going to continue like a paused and continued concert out.

right when it was over.

he came up right to my industry about what happened earlier, knocking on my open door like he had something snarky and insulting to say to me. But whatever insult he has to say to me doesn't hurt me one bit, or does it piss me off anymore ? That's a huge change for me..I'll prefer to keep it a secret to hell until our relationship expands much further,

I look right to him, being open ears to tell me what he wants.

"What is it that you want jaha?"

"Why did you give me that kiss eariler when we were in the middle of a life or death battle?"

"I'll just spit it out so..I always hated you, and I tried to figure out if it's either obsession or if it's toxic lust because I always seem to enjoy your torment upon me. even when our rivalry included attempted murder of each other, then I would still either hate you or obsess over you in a bad way over and over, so that's the reason."

"That's all? I was expecting an excuse. funny."

I slap my hand through the side of his shoulder and pinned him to the wall as an intimidation tactic.

"But don't you think this is how our rivalry ends. Its still going to keep going so unless you want to fuck me then our knives is going to be at the side of our bed if one of us needs to go down one way or another."

"This is a open request to fuck you. because I can if I want to, mongrang."

the way he said my actual name instead of poop insults made me...get turned on, so.. I lean closer to his face in my pathetic attempts at intimidating him.

"It isnt a request. It's a order."

"Don't you order me around like that asshole."

"Sounds like you're trying not to fuck me since im also attractive. many woman failed to please me so let's see if you are able to."

that caught him in his words a lot that he smirked to accept my order.

"do I need to take it all off?"

"You may. If the mighty crimson demon is able to successfully arouse me more than woman's holes ever could. so come on jaha...are you scared?"

he took it seriously that he took off his shirt and exposed his neck and his man tit to me like he's giving me all the consent in the world to fuck a man like him, still..the angel blood smeared on his face gave him a much more intimidating but sexy look to him.

"Why... why do you intentionally make yourself more and more addictive. It makes it harder for me to hate you.💢"

"Come on.. you think I'm scared of you? you are merely a fly to me that can't be killed easily. if love doesn't belong in hell, then why does it exist to you at this very moment? don't you want only hatred between us?"

My hands held his waist as I slowly slid his shirt off.

"it doesn't matter if love is real in this realm. all it matters is you."

his arms wrapped around my neck as his nails continued to pierce through my skin like a knive was grazing my back.

"So it is real then. Badger games don't work on me. But you do."

our lips collided together while he seemed to be taking the time to actually bask in my methods to pleasing one's demon, He's taking the time to actually study me. To observe me and my ways.

I pushed deeper into the kiss as i started to silently moan at his painful but yet loving touch of his hands grazing my back like it's trying to intentionally inflict that pain I oh so love onto me.

I slowly lift my lips off jaha's mouth.

Both of us catch our breaths as we both seem to resonate lust of some kind. jaha spoke first.

"Let's fuck. I want to analyze you, I want to study you, I want to read you...I want it all."

"Fine."

-END-

(Ok, I was honestly proud of making this simply because I love hazbin Hotel and literally binge-watched it through all night before, but also i had to focus on each of jaha and mongrang's usual personality. This was fun to make)

[chocolatementalityheart]

My favorite kakegurui character until now (from most to least) :

1. Ririka momobami (we luv her because how angelic, cute, and truthful her way of doing things, ideal waifu)

2. Mary saotome ( I love her spirit and principal of life, it lights me up entire the kkg twin manga)

3. Midari ikishima ( surprise, huh? I know kkg fandom mostly ship Kirasaya and Meariri. And I don't doubt myself to love Kirasaya as 1st and Meariri as 2nd. So why? Actually in kkg anime episode, I feel like midari is more interesting and funnier towards her interaction with yumeko.

Even though yumeko despise midari. I see that midari is generous and honest. I don't care what shit u say about midari. But midari has soft and good side. Midari deserves better. It shown lots of ppl vote midari as the famous likeable person as 3rd place, in kakegurui kakkokari manga if u read again. She deserves better lol. And why I say midari is generous if u see when yumeko vs midari, the result was yumeko win, in the note midari make lots of intentional error bcz midari only wants the feeling of being shot not winning, yumeko noticed that, and that's what yumeko dislike her. And midari do the same tricks when midari vs yumeko again in grand meeting manga, and finally yumeko praised midari, lol. Even when yumeko & midari vs mushibami. Yumeko confirmed that, midari doesn't take a chance of winning that's why yumeko mad to midari. That's why in election, Kirari didn't give midari service chip. Because, Kirari knows midari wanting to lose only to fulfill midari lust.

Midari is known to be brutally honest I think than most anyone in kkg character by her words than any other kkg character that cover their weaknesses or unsaid things. And I feel like midari brutal honesty is fair and truth judgment. Remember when, midari in kkg season 2 visited yumemi and said yumemi talent is lower than Asian actress that is able to famous in Hollywood. That's why yumemi slowering her step by being idol and model photo suit (yumemi saying). In the end, what midari said is true when actually when yumemi vs natari kawaru, yumemi skills/capability is lower. And lots of kkg fans assuming midari bullied sayaka in same middle high school. Even though it wasn't confirmed yet if midari bullied or not. Bcz in manga and in kkg episode midari is shown not bully sayaka but listening o the gossip how bard sayaka study to become 1st. After that, it wasn't really confirmed that midari is closed to sayaka. So, it's nt the truth. But despise how close midari and sayaka, midari's point is true about sayaka In kakegurui season 2 when sayaka vs yumeko, midari said, " sayaka just changing the direction." it's true. Even when u read in pdb app about sayaka enneagram that voted 6, u will have full clarification why sayaka be like that to kirari.

U know what actually midari is must be pretty cool axn one prettiest girl in hyakkaou academy. I don't doubt that. It's just the illustrator draw midari as messy cloth style and lots of earring things on her body. But if u realize carefully, midari's decorative person u know. U see how beautiful midari's school bag and using that purple hair band.

4. Itsuki sumeragi : I like how kind, brave, and strategic she is. I resonate with how itsuki thinks to approach yumeko and to make kaede realize what he supposed to do. Maybe u guys think itsuki is fake or hypocrite. But i think that's not really bad to behave like that, it's normal in life reality. Since kkg desain chara is based on reality life. U guys should protect Ur self in school gambling situation like that, that's why itsuki acted like that. Still I think that good movement.

5. Kaede mayunda : this guy in pdb app is voted mostly as intj. But me and lots of current ppl more see him as Istj. Because, the difference between intuitive and sensoric when I realized is intuitive make plans or they're good at make decision making on what they chose even though + their confindent of their movement that's shown how smart kirari vs yumeko when it's related to tarot card. Actually after I watched several times, I noticed how smart kirari chose high point accurately beside what card yumeko chose. It's because kirari knows the structer of the tarot card after and before. So intuitive function here move to find the solution faster and quickly than sensoric mbti type that need to make move and test the opponent to get the result (which mean sensoric type need to calculated and can't point out quickly which one is the best move. But the bright side is if u ask sensoric why they did/make that have reasonable and logic reason, they'll make u understand. Cause they tell which one is broken or wrong if u ask related mind mapping or some system such as learning system, etc. Meanwhile, how good and quikly intuitive person can calcute what the best if u ask the reasonable/logic reason they usually don't make good words how to fully explain that so that we aware)

So the reason why I like kaede mayunda is because how calculated he was. And sometimes when I see and feel about kaede mayunda character that is so rigid and inflexible I remember how my past/old version of myself as teenager-self was. And actually, kaede being workaholic and rigid when he vs yumeko in yumemi stage, I think that's the result of kaede's father that give high hope to kaede to become economic prime Minister that is related to money. No doubt, kaede became like that.

6. Kirari momobami : yeah we know how hot, how pretty, and smart she is. I love kirari and can't wait to see her movement in on going chapter manga. I just love kirari characters because lots of fic author could modified her character personality on different genre in Archieve/AO3. I understand the real kkg author wanna picture kirari different than what fans want, maybe it will the best... Even if they have to make sayaka death.

7. Sayaka igarashi (no hate, but same with why I love kirari position because lots of fic author could modified her character personality on different genre in Archieve/AO3. And it can't be helped the kkg illustrator doesn't really develop sayaka interests and interaction in Anime with midari/kirari /sayaka and others. How could we know what sayaka types that loving giraffe (it confirmed in kakegurui kakkokari))

8. Suzui ryota & yumeko : yumeko only seek fun and lust Lil bit same with midari. And yumeko team up with suzui, they don't mind in last position in any gamble even though that lose. So I made them as last position. No hate lol, yumeko characters and influence for others is significant and explained in kakegurui episode. So I am not curious about this character. It's just, I understand yumeko ogic and sense entire ep. I relate to yumeko liking and movement, especially in pdb yumeko mbti is estp, and I'm isfp. We are part of explorer mbti lol.

[mxlditopoiliia]

                                ❥ ― 𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕𝖘 𝖜/ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖛𝖊𝖊𝖘 

             So in regards to my portrayal to Valentino, this man does not feel real genuine feelings. He likes people sure, takes an interest, but he is only ever after what he can gain from them. Anyone he does business with, its something he is going to benefit from. It's business, and its pleasure but never are strings attached. He can be loyal depending on what he's going to get from you and his mind can always change. 

           Right now, his chances look pretty good with the Vees. And they all seem to get along and have similar goals which is why they work well together. But they all have their ups and downs with each other, very different temperaments also. Val is a hot head, and he's what I would consider the loose cannon compared to Vox and Vel. 

        Oh he's charming, fuck he's romantic as shit. But he's manipulative, he's a narcissist, he's an abuser. I don't think he likes Angel anymore from the fact that he's a cute toy he can play with and he makes him a lot of money. Money is who he is loyal to, its who he loves. He's greedy. He wants what he wants, and only because he wants it. He doesn't need any other reason to justify it. There is something about Angel that he likes the most out of everyone, and its why he keeps him so close. But it's not love, it's not even obsession. It's having something he knows everyone lusts after and knowing it's his at the end of the day. 

       Val doesn't actually how his actions effect the others, and its why Vox gets the job of calming him down. He was pissed and he tore up one of Vel's models. He didn't care she needed that model. The way he throws Vox's phone for the sake of throwing shit. I have no doubt when they are together they have violent fights where they fuck each other. Val is violent. Vox has gone through so many phones. When he's in a good mood, when they are all vibing and on the same page, they are gucci. But i think its important to know because I do not think Val would stick if he wasn't benefiting from them, or he found something that made him more powerful, stronger, richer. 

[snorkling-in-sodasea]

Moments of Stupidity 7

Again, I don't got much other than maybe I should upload more pictures sometime. I definitely took a lot on my phone. Just need to get through the trouble of a cable (admittedly a little lazy on that)

Ozzie's -

Probably the first instance is that I.M.P. is still not wearing disguises when they came back from the job. If this is really supposed to be after Truth Seekers, when they got captured by supernatural-stuff investigating agents due to not being disguised, then it'd be rather important to be fucking careful. Again, we don't even get any throwaway explanations, like there isn't enough money in the budget for disguises. Even if I.M.P. were in an isolated location, one would think it's a good idea to at least be extra cautious for a while soon after something like Truth Seekers

Next would be Millie, for not treating it like a big deal that Blitzo doesn't give a fuck that he's going to intrude on her and Moxxie's wedding anniversary night. This episode was legit the first episode where I noticed how Millie never reacts to any important shit, especially not the shit that Blitzo does. So I was watching Millie dismiss Blitzo planning to invade like an alien intruder, I was thinking 'why the fuck do you not care?' Like seriously, even if Millie enjoyed her boss's company, especially more than Moxxie's, wouldn't this woman want to spend time with her husband alone sometimes? Wouldn't she at least care that her boss's behavior is greatly bothering Moxxie and so would want to do something about it? And the part where she says id because him get to you', that's so fucking stupid because she should know that Blitzo is going to be there on their fucking anniversary night stalking them and spying on them. How the fuck does that not bother anyone!?!?

Blitzo could be stupid for not doing any research on Ozzie's whatsoever. I think most people would assume it was a normal establish you can enter like anyone else. (Although he was very clearly sneaking in and that could easily be seen as suspicious for the bodyguard or whoever at the door to do his job over so that there's already stupid) But then there's inviting Stolas along. I think that's definitely the stupid part because, Blitzo, did you really expected Stolas to leave you alone the entire damn night? Whether it's the out-of-depth lover boy the writers want to turn Stolas into all of a sudden or the lustful douchebag that Stolas actually is, Stolas is still going to constantly give you attention. You can't just ignore him! Honestly, Blitzo is probably lucky Stolas is too stupid himself to really notice anything that can get him in trouble with a demonic prince

Speaking of, Stolas for not at all noticing the fucking gigantic Ozzie's sign above the establishment where he's having his 'date' with Blitzo. Apparently, Stolas cares so much that Asmodeus is there but still went inside Ozzie's establishment. He didn't even know that until happening to hear the damn name (Speaking of, if Blitzo cared so much about not running into Fizz, you'd think he would look up where the fuck Fizz worked at. Seriously!)

Anyways, Stolas gets stupid for all of a sudden caring that he's caught being out with an imp. I mean, majorly, unbelievably stupid. Because Stolas invited him out to be a bodyguard in Loo Loo Land and was so fucking blatant with his flirtations both there and in Harvest Moon Festival. So why the fuck does he care now!? Stella wouldn't be quiet about how Stolas cheated on her so even more demons than otherwise are bound to know!

Wally's stupid for reacting to Stolas being with an imp like it's shocking news when he was the fucking host for the Pain Games in Harvest Moon Festival and saw for himself how blatant Stolas was in flirting with Blitzo. Why the fuck did Wally not call out Stolas then?

Back to Stolas, he was also pretty damn stupid for trying to invite Blitzo to do shit with him after the night they had. Fuck seriously, what part about that night made you think Blitzo would still want anything to do with you? You were already lucky that Blitzo was willing to give you a ride back to your home for some fucking reason so you were just pushing it until you finally toppled it over

I'm actually not sure if Blitzo was stupid for announcing his presence via defending Moxxie and Millie's sex life. I mean, I don't want to leave it out if there were other ways Blitzo could have defended Moxxie without taking a bullet like how it played out but I can't think of other ways. (Whether it was stupid or not, though, I still liked it because it got Blitzo to cry on the couch and feel like shit after six whole episodes of being a piece of shit)

Gott call out on Millie again for whacking Fizzarolli on the head with a guitar. Sure, she wanted to defend Moxxie since it wasn't Blitzo doing the harassing this time but she targeted the employee of a sin. Even without knowing that Fizz is Ozzie's lover - which makes this even stupider - this is still pretty damn stupid to do because Millie could have landed not just herself but also Moxxie in hot water. They're just lucky that they're only kicked out and no doubt banned

Finally, I gotta call out Moxxie on singing a love song in the most popular sex club or whatever like that in the Lust Ring. Fuck seriously, that's like singing 'My Little Pony' at a rock concert (and no, I don't mean that song as a rock cover or whatever you call it. I mean that song in all its fluffy-sounding glory). Why the fuck would you do this? Moxxie really should have serenaded her anywhere but the Lust Ring and especially not Ozzie's

Oh, and I guess I should include Ozzie. It's like, how did Moxxie get that mushy love song past the sin of Lust obviously not going to approve? Did Ozzie assume that Moxxie was fully aware of his club's reputation and definitely would provide a lustful song? Sure, Ozzie went out of his way to correct the situation but this feels like something that would have been checked prior