#like while i Do think there was some tension in their relationship somewhere bc that line in the woods didnt come from nowhere

[spacedlexi]

i Need to draw more clemviminnie shit but how am i supposed to do that when minnie only exists alongside them for 2 episodes then dies

[jamminvroomvroom]

something in the orange.

ln x fem!reader

in which lando can’t always have what he wants. and neither can you.

i’m so back! missed u xoxo i kinda hate this with a passion but i had to force myself to write something bc i was getting the writers jitters lmao. pls tell me what you think and what you want next! hugs

inspired by: something in the orange by zach bryan (ouch)

songs to set the mood: call out my name by the weeknd, all of evermore actually, leave the door open by the silk sonic

warnings: 18+!! minors, BEGONE!! smut, angst, wee bits of fluff, language, alcohol mentions, inappropriate workplace relationship (reader is an engineer @ mcl), slight age gap (r is older), mutual pining, mutual denial (kinda), unprotected sex (L bozo)

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the first time it happens doesn’t really count.

you’re drunk and lando’s worse. tensions boil over at some after party, neither of you can bare it, and he’s shoving his key card into the slot of his door while he sloppily kisses your neck. you cannot take

any responsibility for your actions that night and disregard it as a write off.

explaining away the morning after, when you fuck him again, sober and begging, is a different story.

oh, well.

it happens again. and again, and again, and again.

different cities set the mood and the danger turns you on. you trade your mclaren administrated work shirt for lingerie, and your inhibitions for good sex.

he’s younger, just a couple of years between you, but he doesn’t show it. he makes you forget it, every single time he rearranges your spread limbs on a mattress. he makes you forget his age, and the fact that careers will be over as soon as another soul finds out what you get up to when the chequered flag falls.

lando makes it easy. a flick of the wrist and a curl of the tongue makes you sob, and he smirks into the crease of your thighs every time. and when it’s over, and you’re both spent under linen sheets, you can’t even regret it. not when he makes you laugh until you cry and keeps you warm as you drift off to sleep on the rare occasions that you let yourself stay.

it can’t continue. it can’t, you tell him and yourself. every morning after is punctuated with promises that this is the end. and every time, you manage without each other until the next race weekend, when he looks at you in that knowing way that makes your thighs clench.

-

lando can’t think straight.

he never can when he slides between your thighs. it feels like home.

you’re somewhere in the middle east, he can’t actually remember where right now, not when he pushes deeper and you clamp down around his cock, so hard that he chokes out a shaky breath.

“how do you feel even better every time?” lando groans, grinding into you nice and slow.

you slur out a moan in response, tipping your head back even further as you do. it gives him the perfect opportunity to burrow into your neck, kiss over your collarbone, rock into you harder.

everything is warm, slick. this whole situation, it’s a well oiled machine now. lando sends a text and you turn up five minutes later. he ushers you into the room and then, clothes leave a trail from the door to the foot of the bed. what was once a place holder, a way to get some after a shitty race, had become something to look forward to, something that made his heart race. the anticipation, the danger of you made him weaker than he ever had been.

at first, he hated the hold you had on him. it didn’t mean that he could end this, though, not when he couldn’t help but stare at you in the garage. not when he was transfixed by the glimpse he’d get of your collarbone under your work blouse, or the stray hairs that fell over your face when you were concentrating on the data screens.

“lando, i need- i need…” you gasp, trailing off as you arch even further into his sweat glistening body.

lando smirks, sliding a hand down your

body, pinching your nipple on the way. he already knows what you need. he finds your clit, teasing over it a couple of times.

you lock eyes, warning him to give you what you want. he just grins, licks his lips and continues faint glides over the bud. it sends shockwaves over your body, and you convulse underneath him. you writhe, and writhe, and whimper and keen as your orgasm washes over you. his eyes snap shut, barrelling into you as the pleasure hits.

then, there’s silence.

he lays on top of you while you both return to planet earth, no sound but pants of breath and a soft hum from you when he finally pulls out. you smile softly when you rise from the bed, swinging your shaky legs over the side to stand.

“you staying?” lando breathes. he’s laying on his front, arms flexed as they cross beneath his head.

“not tonight, lando.” you tilt your head apologetically, voice soft and sweet. he frowns. you ignore it, and search for you underwear.

“come on, stay.” he sounds desperate to his own ears, cringing at the way the words come across, but your filter it out. you’ve become an expert at navigating - and more often than not, ignoring - the emotional strings that he tugs on. the ones that attach to your cold, cold heart.

“can’t. you’re gonna have the team here bright and early. ‘m not risking jon seeing me here when he comes to wake you up.” you explain, jumping into your jeans as you tug them up your legs.

“he won’t care.” lando argues, childlike in his negotiating.

“i care.” you scold. you hear the soft thud of his head hitting the pillows. you know you’ve won this round.

lando’s quiet for a while after that, letting you dress yourself. as you’re searching for the bag that you can’t remember if you brought or not, he springs from the bed, making a beeline for the door. you think he’s being gentlemanly, but quickly realise you’re being foolish. the fucker is blocking your exit.

“lando.” you raise an eyebrow, crossing your arms, unimpressed.

“i know, i know, i’m gonna let you go. i just…” he scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, pondering his next words.

“you just…” you usher him along.

“i’ll let you go if you promise to have dinner with me over the summer.” he smirks.

“are you… have you lost the plot?” your eyes almost bulge out of your head.

he tried this, sometimes, tried to get you to go on a date, or get you to do something alone that didn’t involve engineering or a surface that you could fuck on. you’d naively thought he was past this.

“can we just try?” he gives you a look somewhere between i want you so bad and the infamous lando norris puppy dog eyes. lava heats your cheeks and your belly, and the butterflies come out of hibernation. you couldn’t deny, you wanted to try. but, at what cost?

“text me.” you murmur, gesturing for him to move.

“so, that’s a yes?” lando questions.

“text me, and i’ll think about it.”

he decides that he’s gotten the best possible answer out of you, and finally let’s you make your great escape.

you almost collapse on jelly-like knees the second the door shuts behind you. standing your ground with him was getting too difficult, too tiresome. the boy was hard fucking work, and he always got what he wanted.

you’d often daydreamed about him taking you out, getting dressed up nice to sip wine and eat too expensive food, and eventually getting undressed. you realised, however, that those kinds of thoughts were to be banished, after you got caught up in fantasies during a race and almost had the pit crew put mediums on during a bout of rain.

wanting him was dangerous. it could be career ending, reputation destroying, heartbreaking.

one date wouldn’t hurt, just to satisfy his appetite. he’d probably get bored eventually. you wouldn’t let it get further than one meal, one last night with him, and then it would stop.

one more time. just one.

-

you’re waiting on your sofa for the text that tells you he’s arrived.

your hair is curled, messy. just how he likes it. you’re wearing something short and black. your high heel taps against the floor as you bounce your leg nervously.

he’d texted, just like you’d told him to, and then a date was set. just one dinner, one time only. you were gonna tell him that, too.

it’s a bit of fun, you think. dinner and shag. companionship. it was lonely on the road, and sometimes each other was all you could have. it made sense, you figured, that he had honed in on you. you’d done the same to him.

just when you think he’s late, there’s a knock on your door. you were an expecting an “i’m here” text, not the full package. after all, this date was just a formality, right?

you try not to shake as you make your way to the door. lando looks so good that you almost cave and say, “sure, let’s give this a go, eh?”. he’s wearing a shirt that fits painfully well, clinging nicely to a delectable frame. the buttons he’s left undone provide a gorgeous window to his collarbone and the necklaces that hang from his thick neck.

“you look beautiful.” he compliments, rakes his eyes over your body.

“don’t look so bad yourself.” you try to tease but it comes out flustered. you ignore the way his eyes light up.

“you ready?” he asks, you nod.

your heart flutters when he effortlessly takes your hand in his.

-

the restaurant is in the middle of nowhere, and you’re the only two people dining. maybe it’s because of the ‘closed’ sign that gets placed on the door when you arrive. so, he’s gone all out, you think. you’re shocked at how hard he’s tried to keep this private. maybe this isn’t the formality you think it is, maybe this isn’t his way of feeling better about meaningless sex. maybe it wasn’t as meaningless as you pretended it was.

he had you belly laughing within minutes, laying the charm on thick. wine and conversation flowed effortlessly and you were quickly regretting saying yes to this. you were in danger.

in a moment of silence, you catch his eye from across the table.

“you know, this is a one time thing, right?” you almost whisper. you almost kick yourself, why would you say that now? it doesn’t even phase him.

“that’s what you think.” he grins, devilish and stunning.

“i mean it.” you smirk.

“sure you do, honey.” he says, it sounds a lot like ‘game on’.

-

you stir, eyes slowly fluttering open. orange light washes over you, dancing in the pair of eyes you find staring back at you.

the eyes watching you sleep belong to the same person whose strong arms are wrapped around you, nice and secure.

you croak out a good morning, and he grins at how hoarse you sound. it was all his fault for making you whimper and scream, begging and crying for a release.

the date had gone really well.

“coffee?” lando offers.

“just the one, need to get home.” you bring things back to reality.

two coffees and four orgasms later, you head home.

-

the blurry pictures of you and him leaving the restaurant make you ill.

no one can quite tell it’s you, not yet anyway. twitter is ablaze.

faceless accounts call the blurry woman in the pictures the cruelest of names. you cry for hours, and then you stop for a bit, cry some more. rinse, repeat.

you pull on a jacket, scramble for your car keys. this time, you’ll mean what you say.

-

there’s a knock on the door.

when he opens it, you shuffle inside like you always do, coat hangs on the hook with a scarf to match. silence lingers until you reach the kitchen. the kettle hisses. you didn’t even know that he knew how to use one.

“this has to stop.” you say. emotionless. inside, agony sinks into every emotional cut and scrape. you don’t let him notice.

“i know.” he agrees. he’s seen the pictures, too. “okay.”

the kettle is forgotten, two mugs abandoned; he carries you to bed.

one last time.

-

two fingers loosen you up for him, drawing you steadily over the edge. he doesn’t stop there, no. he slows right down, letting you ride out your high, but only for a second. he speeds up once again, grinding his fingers into you at godspeed, and you feel your eyes dampen with tears.

your entire body glistens with sweat and your release, the overstimulation making your toes curl and your back arch. you wonder if the tears streaming down your face are just a result of the way his fingers are curling so deliciously against your walls, so good that it hurts, or if it’s because you know this will be the last time he gets his hands all over you.

“lando,” you cry, grasping at nothing. he’s got you naked in the middle of his bed, and he’s still fully clothed, kneeling between your spread thighs like a man on a mission.

his motivation is to make you stay, to make you regret the fact that once this is over, you’re choosing not to come back. his need for you, that raging desire that fuels your every encounter, it has only increased tenfold since the night of your date. but lando isn’t stupid, he knows that after those photos were published the brakes were on this… thing. this was his only chance to convince you to keep this going, but he was fighting a losing battle.

“what do you want, honey? you want me?” lando grunts, speeding up even more. you didn’t think that what he was doing was humanly possible, but the stars you saw and the way your body was practically levitating off the bed said otherwise.

“only gonna have me one last time? is that really what you want, baby?” he continues to run his mouth, crooning over you. you call out his name, begging. begging for another release, begging that you could stay here forever. with him.

and then you see white and god, and you convulse until you’re collapsing into the mattress. your vision is blurry from the tears and the haze and the unwavering emotional torment.

you grab at him, languidly pulling him in. it takes all the strength you have left to secure him, your feet shoving his jeans down his hips while your hands rip his t-shirt off. you’re keening, too sensitive and too needy. you’re agonising over his touch, you need him to sink so deeply into you, so that you can feel him when it’s over and you’re far away from what almost feels like home.

his breath shakes and his eyes gloss over when he pushes into you.

“let me stay like this, just for a minute.” he chokes out. you nod rapidly, your eyes squeezing shut. he kisses into the crook of your neck, panting and mumbling sweet, painful words over and over.

your hands run over golden planes of warmth and muscle, memorising every dip and crease of him. he slowly rolls his hips and your belly clenches, veins set alight. one of his hands scoop up up your wrist, and the motion creates a deep grind unlike anything you’ve ever felt. your wrists are pinned above your head and lando hovers over you so that he stays level, continuing that slow grind, hips hitting yours hard and slow.

he draws a low whine from the back of your throat, one that makes his hips stutter and your pussy clamp down on him as a pleasurable result. you can feel fingerprints forming around the tender skin of your wrists and you want him to dig in harder, slip into your veins and become a permanent part of you.

lando’s eyes are greyer than you’ve ever seen them, boring into your own. you don’t think you ever break eye contact, staring deep into his soul as he stretches every possible part of you. he doesn’t want this to end, you can’t pretend that you do, either.

he changes his angle slightly, long strokes replacing the short drags, but he keeps hitting deep. something possesses you to lean in, as much as you can given his hold on you, and you capture his lips in a kiss that takes him aback for a second. he melts into it, though, and then you’re chest to chest. tongues meet, and moans meld, your legs snake around him like vines.

“need you to come for me, honey. one last time, yeah? need you to feel good for me, baby.” lando mumbles into your mouth, wet and hushed. it’s overwhelming, and everything goes blank. all you are aware of is the burst of pleasure, his hold on your limp wrists, and two grey green eyes that are begging you to stay.

-

you get dressed quickly, whisper goodbye, and disappear out the door. something stops you, and you need clarity, for him more than for yourself.

you peek round the door, finding his unwavering gaze. your forehead creases, awkward anguish. the way you’re looking at him, deep and sympathetic, it makes you ache. this may well have to be the last time you look at him this intently. it stings.

“it’s better this way, you know?” you murmur.

lando nods, begrudgingly, yet obediently in defeat.

and then, once more, you’re gone and the latch on the door clicks somewhere far away in his apartment. he sinks into the bed, drowning in bed sheets and agony. his head thuds against the pillow and he stares out the window. the orange sunset makes his eyes burn. there’s something about the colour that makes him nauseous now that you’re gone.

-

a few days later, you’re in a meeting that you can’t focus on. he’s sat opposite you, not that you spare him a glance. it’s too painful.

you’ve been here for hours, your body becoming one with the office chair that you’re sinking deeper and deeper into.

yes, the car needs to be faster. yes, your heart hurts. yes, we need to up the strategy game.

you zone out, for the umpteenth time, losing yourself in the dark orange sky. it’s getting late. you crave sleep in your lonely bed. while you stare at the swirls and hues of warmth, you shiver.

lando, on the other hand, hasn’t heard a word said since he sat down. not when his eyes instantly find bruised wrists on the other side of the table. they match the bruises on his heart, the ones that you’d left behind when you’d grabbed it, stolen it from its solitude cage.

he watches you watch the sunset, and then the meeting is dismissed and everyone rushes home for dinner.

“who was that you took for dinner, then, noz?” one of the mechanics jeers at lando as you’re leaving the boardroom. those damned fucking photos would never let you sleep well again.

you’re a couple of steps ahead of them, ears perked up. you’re nauseous.

“no one you know.” lando laughs uncomfortably, waving it off. he sounds exhausted.

you fight with the revolving door and rush to your car. you scream as soon as the door slams and you’re in the drivers seat. you thrash against the steering wheel, and then you scream again.

when you compose yourself, and pull out of your parking space, you notice lando’s range rover ahead of you. when you get to the end of the drive, he will turn left, towards london, and you will turn right.

the devil on your shoulder murders the angel in cold blood, silencing the only voice of reason you had left.

when you reach the junction, you turn left, too.

-

yikes. anyways lmao

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[honeybeefae]

enemies to lovers with Az 😩

Behind The Masks (Azriel x Reader)

BINGO: Enemies to Lovers

(This is the SFW version but I’m sure I’ll write a continuation of this for the NSFW prompt bc this was requested so much! If you want a part 2…I left it on a cliffhanger for a reason. *wink wink*. I hope you guys enjoy!!)

WARNINGS: Slight angst

“Does everyone have what they need?” Rhysand asked your group, looking at everyone individually as you all nodded. “I know this isn’t ideally how we would spend a weekend but it must be done.”

“I have no problem using my Saturday to dance with this beautiful woman.” Cassian grinned, tugging Nesta to his side who just rolled her eyes with a small smile. “Isn’t that right, Az?”

You grimaced when the Shadowsinger looked down at you with disdain. For whatever reason, despite your history of hating each other, Rhysand and Feyre had paired the two of you together for the Masquerade Ball tonight in the Court of Nightmares. 

Normally Mor would be taking your place but she was off doing something else so if you hadn’t coupled up, you both would’ve been the odd two out. It made sense logically but neither of you was very happy about it.

“Let’s just get tonight over with.” Azriel responded cooly, squaring his shoulders and gripping his mask tightly in his fists. You snorted, shaking your head in disbelief.

“Right because I’m the bad company.” You snarked, crossing your arms. Feyre gave you a sympathetic look but you avoided her gaze, motioning to the door. “Can we just leave?”

“Please.” Rhysand said, wanting to diffuse the tension as they winnowed. Cassian lifted Nesta into his arms and stepped outside, taking off into the night as you reluctantly did the same with Azriel. He barely looked at you as he followed suit, his jaw tight as you all headed to the mountain.

—--------------------------

The party was in full swing, everyone dawning masks of various shapes and colors, and you found yourself being spun around for the fifth time that night. Azriel had abandoned you as soon as the music started but you didn’t really care, choosing to enjoy the night as best as you could.

You drank and ate with Nesta, sneering at some of the court ladies who turned up their noses at you both. Desperation reeked off of them, just like the rest of the court, as they took every chance they could to grab for power or put others down. 

“Azriel isn’t keeping up with his part of the plan,” Nesta noted, sipping her wine while watching you frown. “Do you even know why he acts like this towards you? How long has this childish tantrum been going on?”

“Since we meet.” You replied, downing the rest of your glass. “I did something to piss him off, questioned his authority or some petty shit, and I guess that was the end of our relationship. Not that I care.”

“Mhm.” She nodded though she doubted you were telling the truth. “Maybe he wants something else, someone else if you catch my meaning.”

Your eyebrows rose as you gawked at her, shaking your head furiously. “Absolutely not. One, I’m not his type. Two, never in a million, billion years.”

“You’d be surprised how fast that time passes.” Nesta said coyly, placing her glass down and walking away before you could argue. You looked around once more, not even seeing the Shadowsinger, before reaching for another glass. 

A large, scarred hand stopped you before you could grab it. You scowled, following the arm until you were looking into the hazel eyes of a man you hated. “What are you doing?”

“I think you’ve had enough.” He stated lowly. “Surely you don’t want to make a spectacle of yourself. Though, now that I say that, I’m sure you would like the attention.”

Red, hot anger filled your veins at his casual insult, and you gave him a middle finger, spinning on your heel to go find somewhere else to be until he grabbed you roughly and spun you back into his arms.

Before you could blink he had you in the middle of the dance floor, your chest pressed against his while his hand rested on the small of your bare back. You struggled against him but that only made him tighten his grip. 

“You’re making a scene.” He whispered through gritted teeth, a black mask concealing half of his face. “Get it together.”

“Since when do you care?” You spat, not even hiding your distaste as you circled the ballroom. “I thought you wanted to get tonight over with. If I cause a scene surely that helps your problem with me.”

“I do not have a problem with you.” Azriel rolled his eyes. 

“Oh is that what a friendship is with you then? Brooding stares, snide comments, and constant patronizing?” You reply sarcastically, your own mask doing little to conceal your feelings. “Boy, I must be your best friend.”

“Are you always this insufferable? No wonder you haven’t bedded anyone in months.” He snarks, almost tripping over his own feet when you stopped suddenly. The other couples around you stopped as well, all of them eager to see what drama was unfolding, but you didn’t want to give them anything to use against you. 

“I hate you.” You swore, tears welling up in your eyes as you ripped your hands out of his grasp and stormed out of the ballroom, brushing off Nesta’s hand as she tried to stop you.

The air around you felt too hot, too heavy as you started running down the hallways while holding the skirts of your dress. Tears were freely flowing down your cheeks as you ripped off your masks, not caring that some people were staring and laughing at your misery. You didn’t stop running until you reached your room in the Court of Nightmares, slamming it shut behind you as hard as you could.

You went over to the mirror and looked at yourself, looked at the smeared mascara, and hated how he had gotten to you. All this time, after living with this for years, never once had you shown him how much the things he said affected you. It would only make things worse. 

And yet here you were, causing a dramatic scene in the worst place possible with the worst person possible. You truly were pathetic.

Knock. Knock.

Immediately you knew it was Azriel. Rhys had probably sent him for damage control, forcing him to swallow his pride to apologize. You refused to answer.

“I know you’re in there. Open the door.” His voice was cold.

Silence was all he got. You heard him shift his feet in frustration.

“If you don’t open the door I’ll break it open myself. For once just listen to me.” He huffed, though his tone turned soft towards the end. You walked over to the door and took a deep breath, staring at the engraved wood.

“Fuck off.” You replied sweetly, flipping off the door and turning to walk to the bathroom. There was barely enough time to wince when the door creaked under the weight of his shoulder before he barged in, a scowl settled deep on his face.

“I’m trying to talk to you.” He said while kicking the door back closed with the heel of his shoe. “Why do you have to be so stubborn?”

“Why can’t you seem to take a hint?” You jabbed, crossing your arms over your chest defensively. “I don’t want to talk to you. I know that might be hard for your tiny brain to comprehend but I think you got all your feelings out with that comment in the ballroom. Now, as I said earlier, fuck off.”

“Can’t take the heat?” Azriel taunted, stepping closer to you while ignoring everything you had just said. “I expected more resilience from you, more bite.”

You didn’t even think about it when your hand came up to slap him, gasping when his own hand wrapped around your wrist and stopped it inches from his face. You struggled to follow through, barely able to move his arm, as his smirk grew tenfold.

“Let. Me. Go.” You ordered, rage making the edges of your vision red. There was something else in the atmosphere, something that would be extremely dangerous if you gave it any attention. 

“Or what?”

You were chest to chest with him, your head tilted up to glare at him as he raised a mocking brow. The urge to wipe that stupid smirk off his face was growing like an inferno.

“You’re such a stupid, barbaric Illy-” You began to spit until his mouth crashed against yours, silencing the rest of your sentence as you stood there in shock. He immediately swiped his tongue along your lips and you didn’t fight him, didn’t breathe until you felt a fresh, hot wave of arousal swirl with your anger.

It was infuriating and intoxicating all at once. The answer to all your secret desires while also opening up questions to everything you once knew as the truth. You felt yourself spiraling and the only thing connecting you to reality was Azriel’s soft, hungry lips.

And you wanted more.

[frogsndogs]

I feel like if they were to make another Scooby Doo series, they should reboot the 13 Ghosts (properly this time). Lemme tell you why:

(Also Note: I have not seen the 13 Ghost movie in it's entirety so pls just keep that in mind)

okay so first we could have that found family dynamic that everyone loves and that the 13 Ghosts had amazing set up and some execution but i don't think reached it's full potential.

Dad!Vincent parenting a bunch of wack kids who insist on helping put the demons back and they keep showing up at his house how did they even find this address I live at the top of a cliff in the middle of nowhere what do you mean you brought my Chinese food - that delivery person gave you my adress didn't he I always knew he was a bad egg

Next I think that we should get a proper Flim Flam and Vincent backstory - how did they meet? where? Why is Flim Flam staying with Vincent? and we could have some added depth there

And an cool aspect of Flim Flam and Vincent's relationship is that Vincent is a real-deal wizard where Flim Flam is (like his name suggests) a con artist. I think this could bring an interesting facet to their relationship and maybe even drive the inner conflict of at least one episode

Then I think that we should have more lore abt the Chest of Demons, like where it came from, how they were trapped originally, etc, etc,

Explore the magical community and Vincent's place in it

along these lines ppl in the magic community must have at least heard of the Scooby Gang and their exploits - watch Scooby become a celebrity in the Magic world and have one of those cliche "fame is dangerous episodes" while building lore

Daphne leadership role!!!

I always kinda went with the idea that Daph, Shag and Scooby didn't tell Fred and Velma abt the chest bc they wanted to protect them from the demons

Like when they were originally going after the demons they weren't just tracking them - they demons were tracking them back and it often got dangerous, so we could have some tension with Fred and Velma thinking that the trio is lying to them and a heartfelt episode with that

Then I think that Weerd and Bogel deserve a redemption arc

They were always treated badly by the demons and i think that the one episode where they pretend to team up with the gang could be a turning point where they realize how teams are supposed to work and how the gang shows them (their enemies) genuine compassion

They're funny and they also have a complex dynamic that I would have liked to explore

I think that Daphne's sister (either an older one from SDMI (prob Delilah) or a younger one, like the one that was pitched with Scrappy to be his owner(kinda leaning towards this)) would be a good edition

Depending on if she was older or younger she could be a mentor or a good friend for Flim Flam and Scrappy

I see this Daphne as being more of a leader than her goofy BC self(who I love don't get me wrong) but I think that Daphne's sister could bring a goofier element with Flim Flam and Scrappy

AND

BRING BACK SCRAPPY

He was such a good boy in this series - such a good friend to Flim Flam and so supportive of his uncle

There is so much wasted potential with his character, in my opinion but that's for a whole other post probably - this has already gotten longer than i expected

anyway that's most of my ideas - i probably have more somewhere in my head

[amiharana]

Bored with nothing to do so I’m requesting streamer au again 😕🏃🏻‍♀️🤙

ask and ye shall receive ☝️😌✨ i mentioned in the tags that the last time i posted about streamer au that i wanna write the champions going to twitchcon and sharing an airbnb together sooo 👹

i'm actually not too sure how to incorporate the location of twitchcon into this au, because (1) i've never been to twitchcon actually KJDJFKKJS and (2) it depends on whether or not hyrule is divorced from the u.s. & the rest of human society e.g. a universe where hyrule is the country analogous to the u.s.... for purposes of this au, i've been kind of writing hyrule as a city that all the champions live in, so maybe it can be somewhere in the u.s.? what state does the city of hyrule give LOL

reading the wikipedia about twitchcon tells me that most of the cons have been held in san diego, CA so all the champions fly there together for the con, and could you just imagine them at an airport 😭 like you know those tiktoks of people either traveling with their family or their friend group and in each case there's always like the dad/dad-friend who's in charge of everything, from being there super early to holding all the passports, etc? because i can totally see daruk being that guy HAHAHKDJHFDKJ

outside of being a streamer, daruk is a dad irl and the oldest of the champs so he quite literally sees all of them as his kiddos 🥹 the flight will be at like 5pm but daruk insists on being there at the airport at 9am, he'd write labels on each of the champions' luggage with their contact information, he would put all their plane tickets into a manila folder and keeps a death grip on it until they reach the desk for boarding 😭 the dad instinct has been Activated ✅ and then when they get on the plane, daruk gets his little travel neck pillow on and conks the fuck out once the plane takes off 😄

before i continue, here's the plane seating configuration i was thinking of in my head:

most planes are usually three-seaters instead of two but for purposes of this ficlet idrgaf 🤞🤓 move along and get with the fantasy 🙏❤️

urbosa will just be chilling to herself (i have this image of her with earphones in and also knitting? no one knew that urbosa was a knitter including me), sidon is talking to zelda's manager impa, and mipha and zelda are talking and giggling to themselves bc they're gfs now <3 but link and revali? woof. these homos are totally going to be shyly holding hands on the plane the whole time, and then when they land, zelda will post a selfie of her looking extremely unamused on the plane next to mipha giggling, with link in the background looking at revali with wide eyes blushing while revali is holding up their intertwined hands to his lips.

in my head, this is gonna be set after the LOH show from the last streamer au ask, but before the date that revali had planned during the show. so throughout the entirety of the event, from the plane rides to and from twitchcon to the sitting together at their panel, revali and link have Hella Tension with each other. since the date that revali had planned during the LOH hasn't happened yet (they have a day in mind though hehe), they're both anticipating it and are also in this limbo stage of being exclusive but not really having an actual label on their relationship. all they know is they really enjoy each other's presence and perhaps they'd like to be around each other more often :>

but link is still insecure and still quite surprised that revali even returns his interest, that the date has been planned and is on an actual, real day and that revali wants to go out with him, and oh goddess revali wants to go out with him. it has him sitting tensely in his seat, nearly sweating because this has to be some sort of fever dream, right? revali, a streamer infamous for his rather arrogant, brutal words and attitude, who has had all the disparaging insults to say about link, and doesn't miss a single chance to rag on him. this couldn't have been the same revali who looked at him so fondly through the camera on the LOH stream, who has taken note of everything link says offhandedly, who sent him a heart in their discord dms (and revali never uses emojis). this has to be some elaborate prank on link and—

he feels a sharp tap on the side of his head, knocking him out of his downward spiral, and he looks up, rubbing his head and ready to bicker with zelda, but it isn't zelda who's hit him. revali stares down at him, one knee on the plane seat and his hands on the headrests in their row and in front of them.

"stop thinking so loud," revali says, before finally sitting in his seat properly. "it's painful to watch."

link scoffs and rolls his eyes. "any more painful than watching you fall in the xp farm while you were making it?"

"maybe don't hit me while i'm building next time and i won't fall in," revali snips back.

"you were wearing an elytra."

"and with what space, pray tell, could i have used to gain altitude? it's a vertical column, you absolute fool, the only way was down."

"and down you went, so i could take all your xp," link replies cheerfully.

revali rolls his eyes as he finishes settling into his seat. "and you'll still use all of that on the worst combination of enchantments possible." they both fall silent, the quiet din of voices around the plane their background noise.

"what were you thinking about?" revali then says quietly, suddenly. link glances at him and is surprised to find the other man staring at him with genuine concern. butterflies come to life in link's stomach, so he averts his eyes, down at his fidgeting hands in his lap. there was no eloquent way to phrase his worries about their date to revali, of all people.

"don't tell me you have flight anxiety now," revali murmurs. it sounds like it was meant to be a joke, but it misses its mark when link doesn't answer, fingers still fidgeting in his lap. "link?"

"i'm not worried about flying or the plane," link mutters. "i've traveled by air before plenty of times, it's not that."

"then what's got you all locked up like this?" revali replies, in the same quiet voice. link still doesn't say anything. "link..."

then, revali reaches for the blond's hand, smoothly intertwining their fingers and bringing it upwards, propping his elbow on the armrest between them. link's eyes widen, blinking, and he slowly moves his gaze from his lap to their intertwined fingers, and then to revali's face. he only stares back, a rather soft look in his eyes, and the butterflies in link's stomach burst to life again.

"you don't have to tell me if it's something personal," revali says, and his tone is so gentle, link thinks he's going to melt in his seat right there. is this the same revali who called him a fool less than a minute ago? "but don't bottle it all up or you'll end up exploding. it'll only make things worse and we wouldn't want that, would we?"

link stares at him with the same wide eyes for a moment longer, and then nods once slowly. "yeah, i guess you're right," he whispers, and after another second, he squeezes revali's hand softly. it seems to make revali's gaze soften even further, and he squeezes back.

"is there anything i can do to help?" revali murmurs. link blinks at him, and suddenly, it feels like the floodgates have opened and he can't stop himself from telling the truth.

"it's the date," link blurts aloud, his cheeks warming and turning pink. shit.

revali's head tilts to the side slightly. "the date?" he repeats. "the one we—?"

"yeah," link whispers. under revali's gaze, filled with such genuine concern, he feels shy again and he looks back down at the other hand in his lap. "it's just... i know we talked about it already, but it just doesn't feel real, like it's all some prank, you know?" he giggles nervously, his left leg beginning to bounce. "knowing you, i wouldn't put it past you to plan one as elaborate at this either, but even if it wasn't a prank, i can barely wrap my mind around that it's actually going to happen."

revali doesn't say anything for a couple moments, and it makes link more nervous, his leg bouncing a little faster, his heart pounding a little harder. please say something, he thinks to himself.

"you know," revali says finally, still in that ever so gentle tone, "we don't have to do the date." and link's heart drops to his stomach. "it was never something i was going to force on you, especially not on that pathetic joke of a show. don't feel like you have to go on a date with me to please your fans if it makes you uncomfortable—"

"no," link says, whipping his head to look at revali with wide, horrified eyes. "th-that's not what i was trying to say, i do want to go on the date with you." admitting it out loud makes link blush and he wants to melt into a puddle in revali's surprised green gaze, but he can't keep shying away. so link steels himself and maintains eye contact with revali, taking a breath before continuing. "i do want to. please trust me on that, i do. i'm just nervous about it because..." link swallows. "i like you, like a lot, and this date is like, confirming that you like me back and actually planning to go on it is insane, because i never thought you'd really return my feelings and what if you back out? because i'm not gonna stop you if you don't wanna go on the date anymore, but i want to go on it so bad 'cause—"

"hey," revali cuts him off, with a strangely soft voice. "breathe for me, darling."

link blinks and then lets go of a long breath he didn't know had accumulated in his lungs. revali nods reassuringly and squeezes his hand again. "one more time," he says in that same soft voice, so link does, breathing in deeply and releasing it slowly. he feels much calmer now.

but then, revali presses his lips to their intertwined fingers, to the back of link's hand. "i want to go on the date with you too," revali murmurs to the skin, and link nearly shivers. "and believe me, i won't be backing out unless you do, because i like you too." he tilts his head slightly to the side. "do you think i'd be so cruel to drag this out if i truly didn't want to go? if anything, i should be worrying about whether or not you want to go through with it since i was the one who planned and proposed it."

"well, sometimes you're too proud to admit you're uncomfortable when it's about being better than me," link mumbles. "i would have been doing us both a favor..."

"i'm not uncomfortable," revali says softly, reassuringly, "but it's good to know that i wouldn't have been the first to back out." he smirks a little, but the fond look in his eyes betrays him.

link's stomach erupts into yet another swarm of butterflies, but he tries to play it off and scoffs. "this isn't a competition, revali."

"perhaps i'll make it into one, if that's what'll get into your stupid little skull that i want to go out with you too." the blond blinks and suddenly, revali's lips are grazing the tip of link's oh-so-sensitive ear. "first to back out of the date loses," he murmurs, the vibrations of his voice tingling into the shell of it.

in an instant, a million thoughts race around inside of link's head, and at the same time, he can feel his face reddening and dripping off of his skull like lava. his mouth drops and his eyes bulge out of his head, but no words come out as revali gently takes the tip of his ear between his teeth, and link all but short circuits—

"boys, i hope you're behaving yourselves back there," comes urbosa's voice. revali immediately pulls away and sits stiffly in his seat, hands in his lap, looking down. link blinks, missing the warmth though his face still burned, eyes still wide staring at revali, whose cheeks were beginning to match link's. "we have a fairly lengthy flight ahead of us, and i would hate to have to deal with you two causing any sort of trouble."

"like what, joining the mile high club?" zelda snickers across the way, only for mipha to gasp in shock, the both of them erupting into giggles.

link rolls his eyes and he catches revali's jaw tense, but the other man doesn't move from his position. letting out a breath through his nose, link sits back in his seat and looks out the window, watching the ground crew scurrying around and preparing the plane for flight. he's glad to have gotten reassurance and confirmation of their relationship now, at the very least.

but then, he feels revali's fingers slip back into his hand, warm and firm against his palm. link looks back, but revali isn't looking at him, his cheeks perhaps a couple shades darker than when he last looked. the blond just smiles and squeezes his hand, looking back out the plane window as the pilot announces readying for departure in the speakers above. revali squeezes back, and their hands stay intertwined for the rest of the flight.

TEHE THEY'RE IDIOTS IN LOVE. the ground crew are the koroks btw they flew on Great Deku Airlines 🙏 zel n miph definitely take pics of revalink holding hands and also when they fall asleep, link's head on revali's shoulder and revali's head leaning on link's... when urbosa wakes them up during landing, link only groans and tries to curl up closer to revali's side, mumbling about having another five minutes and urbosa is recording the whole thing for the champions vlog later 😹 when they get off the plane, revali is grumpy and glaring down anyone who tries to talk to him, but he adjusts himself when link leans on him sleepily, clinging to his arm 🥺 even in the rental car, link's head falls on revali's shoulder again as he snoozes and revali just stares down the rest of the champions, daring them to say anything as his own cheeks color pink 😄

by the time they get to their airbnb, link has regained some consciousness, but he keeps his head on revali's shoulder blinking sleepily until revali gently taps at his thigh to tell him to get up. there are four rooms in the airbnb, so roomies get assigned as (daruk & sidon), (impa & urbosa), (mipha & zelda), and of course, (revali & link). everyone rolls their eyes when revali and link blush at getting assigned to each other, glancing shyly at each other before looking away 😄

after that, the group begins to explore the airbnb. "this is a very nice place," mipha says politely, running her hand along the wall decor. "however, i didn't expect so much winter-themed decor in midst of summer."

zelda shrugs, following after mipha. "this place is owned by a man named pondo, who appears to have an affinity for the season." they come across a pair of bowling shoes mounted on the wall, surprisingly shiny and clean. "among... other things."

revali rolls his eyes as he follows urbosa down the similarly wintry-themed hallway to the room him and link have been assigned (where did link even go?), rolling both of their luggages along. why is revali taking link's luggage with him, you may ask? it's not like anyone asked him to take link's stuff with him either 😹

urbosa stops before one of the doors nearer to the end of the hall, leaning against its threshold and cocking her head at it. "this one's yours," she says, somewhat amused. "behave yourselves. you might be sharing a room, but we're sharing a whole house."

revali's face flushes and burns like a forest fire. "we're not going to do anything like that," he mutters, unable to meet urbosa's gaze. "we're not even official yet."

"but you're officially holding hands in public," urbosa lilts, pushing herself off of the threshold. "so that's official enough."

he makes a face at her. "i bet you're not even going to tell mipha and zelda the same thing, will you?"

urbosa sighs. "i have to keep a closer eye on both of them, actually. those two are complete menaces now that they're official." she pats at revali's shoulder. "i'll leave you to unpack."

and so revali enters the room, beginning to unpack some of his things and leaving link's stuff by the foot of the bed. when he finishes up, he flops onto the bed, staring at the ceiling of their shared room.

their shared room... revali blinks and sits up as it truly settles in that he and link are going to share a room for the week they're here. oh gods. they're sharing a room for a week, and sharing this one bed in the room. well, revali could always offer to sleep on the couch or make link do it, but he thinks about the warmth of link's hand entwined with his, link's soft sleepy expression gazing back at him, link's unruly blond hair spilling like silk all over his skin and the pillow he's laying upon— revali shakes himself out of his reverie, desperately willing himself not to blush. he shouldn't think such things when they haven't even put a label on their relationship yet—

suddenly, the doorknob turns and clicks open, and in steps link, dripping wet and dressed in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. his modesty (is it modest if you're already wet and half-naked?) is protected with only a gentle one-handed grip to hold the towel together and with his free hand, link pushes his wet bangs up and over his head. oh goddesses. it's like everything is happening in slow motion. revali's lips part, his eyes widening, and he can't look away. he should, because that would be the logical, gentlemanly thing to do, but alas... the droplets of water sliding down the ridges of link's abs are rather... enthralling...

"um," link starts, "hi. i, um, forgot to bring clothes with me to the shower."

"the shower," revali repeats dumbly, and it takes his entire will to force his eyes upward to link's face instead of his very grabbable slim waist, or the v-line slipping under the towel. link's cheeks are tinged pink and his eyes are averted as he scratches at the back of his neck.

goddess, he's adorable, revali thinks immediately before catching himself. he can't say things like this when link is practically naked!

"yeah, i needed to refresh after the flight," link says, biting his lip.

"to refresh," revali repeats, blinking. it feels like his brain is melting and reforming and melting again into a searing hunk of unintelligible meat. he can't form a single coherent, logical thought right now, completely transfixed by the enticing droplets of water sliding down link's pretty throat. refresh... oh goddess, revali needs to get out of here right now. "right, okay, shit, sorry, i'll just—"

revali makes it out of their shared room and into the backyard of the house in record time. urbosa and impa are going over plans at the breakfast nook as he zooms by, beelining for the sliding glass door that leads to the back of the house, but not before urbosa can call out, "i told you to behave!"

revali could behave, alright. but it seemed like revali jr. was going to need a little more restraint.

KFDHUSKDJFHKSDJHFFKH WELL ANYWAYS. idiots to lovers is my favorite trope for these two, like they are the ultimate little freaks ever <3

after link gets his clothes on and revali jr. calms down, the champions have a shitty little dinner composed of various fast food places that were nearby 😹 idk the last time i stayed at an airbnb, i went to get mcdonalds with my cousin in the middle of the night and now it's like a core memory, so i'm passing it onto the champs. i do love me some fries and chicken nuggets though 🤍 impa is outside taking a call at the time, but i'm thinking ab daruk n urbosa with double double burgers and animal fries from in n out..... sidon n mipha with five (5) filet-o-fish sandwiches each 😭 zelda dipping fries into her sundae :] link absolutely would have gotten something from dennys, he's chaos incarnate returning to his homeland (dennys), and revali kind of gives me the vibes that he doesn't fw fast food at all LOL, so he just gets whatever link gets to make it easier on himself, but grumbles and blushes a little when urbosa smiles knowingly at him. hehe >:]

after dinner, they all slowly file off into their rooms to wash up and get ready for bed. there's two bathrooms with showers between the four bedrooms, so they divide the two between the guys and girls. revali takes his shower after sidon, and takes a much quicker one than he's happy with. he totally seems like the type of guy that has an intricate hair care ritual/routine and would hog the bathroom for more than an hour, but link still has to take his actual shower and y'all already know down baddd revali is for him 🤣

revali comes back to their shared bedroom, his hair wrapped up in a towel, dressed in pajama pants and a large plain shirt. link is flopped on the floor of the room as he scrolls through what revali assumes to be tiktok.

"shower's yours," revali says, walking around link and sitting on his side of the bed. he takes off the wrap and bends over to towel dry his hair. "why are you on the floor?"

"my clothes are dirty so i don't wanna get in the bed with them," link says, sitting up and staring at revali. "and i'm sharing with you. i would have thought you would complain if i was in bed with my dirty clothes."

revali fights the heat crawling up his neck and swallows. goddess, they're actually going to share the damn bed. "do whatever you want," he manages in a mumble, sitting back up and throwing his hair back, grabbing the brush he left on the nightstand. "that's... very considerate of you, though."

link hums, before jumping to his feet and taking his stuff with him to the bathroom. when the door shuts with a click, revali glances back at it before letting out a sigh. can he really make it through the night sharing the bed with this heavenly creature of a man that's become rather fond of in the last few weeks?

revali is finishing up with the last of his braid when link comes back from his shower, thankfully fully clothed this time, dressed similarly with pajama pants and a shirt. but instead of practically breaking down the door, link opens it slowly and peeks inside, meeting revali's eyes and neither of them looking away, for several moments.

"are you going to come in or will you stand there the rest of the night like a ghost?" revali says finally, breaking the stare and tying the end of the braid. the only light on in the room now is the lamp beside revali on the nightstand.

link finally opens the rest of the door and shuffles quietly inside, closing it behind him before sitting at the edge of the bed. when revali looks back up, link is looking down at his lap and fingers fidgeting again, like he was in the plane. it makes revali soften, recalling why link had been anxious then.

"getting cold feet?" he says, as softly as he can. link's head shoots up to look at him, eyes wide with terror like he was on the plane when revali suggested that they didn't have to go forward with the date.

"no," the blond answers immediately, but revali can see the way his lip trembles when he says it.

"i can sleep on the couch—" he begins to offer, but link quickly shakes his head and crawls onto the bed to properly sit on it.

"no, i want to—" he starts before cutting himself off. link's cheeks pinken. "i want to... i want to share the bed... with you..."

"you don't sound very confident," revali tries to joke, but his tone is still so unbearably gentle.

link shakes his head again, and this time when he looks at revali, his face is set in an adamant expression, his brows furrowed. "i do want to share the bed with you," he says. "i can. i swear. please trust me."

for some reason, it makes revali's heart skip a beat, but he just snorts and shakes his head before settling into the bed, turning the lamp on the nightstand off. "sure," he says, tugging the blanket underneath link up. "and if i wake up in the morning with you on the floor or on the couch, i'll definitely still believe you."

link wrinkles his nose at revali (cute, he thinks), and then follows after him under the blanket on his side of bed. revali sighs as he relaxes, lying on his back as he stares at the ceiling. link shuffles beside him onto his side, and revali can practically feel those wide blue eyes staring holes into the side of his face.

"want to take a picture?" revali mumbles, already feeling drowsy. the travel fatigue was starting to get to him. "it might last longer."

"sorry," link whispers. "you're just so... beautiful."

revali almost has the energy to blush. almost. "thanks," he says instead. he shuts his eyes, and listens to the sound of link's breathing beside him. they're both quiet for a while, until revali continues in a much quieter voice, "you are too." he swears he can hear link's breath catch as he lets sleep claim him.

and it's the best sleep he's ever had in his life. usually, revali wakes up at the crack of dawn, when the light is barely creeping over the horizon, no matter what time he slept. but when he wakes in the morning, the sun is already fully above the horizon and shining through the curtains. link is curled into his side, head on revali's shoulder and an arm thrown over his stomach, revali's own arms cradling link's body, keeping him close. the blond snores lightly, but sleeps like a rock atop revali. dimly, he realizes their legs are tangled together under the blanket, but he's warm and he's comfortable. revali closes his eyes; maybe staying in bed a little while longer like this wouldn't be so bad...

but that thought is cut short with urbosa knocking on the door to their room. "wake up, lovebirds, breakfast is ready!" she calls. "make sure you look decent before you get out here."

even closed, revali rolls his eyes and lets out a soft groan. link mumbles and shifts under his arms, trying to snuggle closer to revali, who dares not move an inch as the blond makes himself comfortable once more. only when link settles, still curled around him, does revali speak again, opening his eyes.

"i'm surprised you're not jumping out of bed for food," he says softly. "i'd have thought of you as a ravenous beast with an endless hunger, or perhaps a garbage disposal unit."

link hums at him. "comfy," he murmurs in response. "still sleepy too."

fortunately for revali, he's also still too drowsy for his heart rate to pick up and link hearing it. "a couple more minutes wouldn't hurt then," he replies, letting his eyes fall shut. "breakfast can wait."

they get a max of 7 minutes cuddling together under the blankets before zelda and mipha bust down the door together, saying they're taking too long and the food is going to get cold, and i don't care if you're being cute and gay and snuggly GET UP ALREADY!!! this time, link groans and throws the blanket over their heads, clinging to revali, but he sighs and decides it's time to actually wake up. after all, revali is well-acquainted with link's large diet and he needs to make sure the blond is always eating well, right? 😁😁 link will still be sleepily, grumpily clinging to revali's arm as they make their way to the dining room since he was so comfy in the bed, and only fully wakes up when the smell of food hits his nose 😹

a couple days later, the champs have their panel at twitchcon 👁️ i don't really care enough to write a whole scene about what the champs get asked, because it'll probably just be standard questions like, "what kind of group content do you guys have planned?" or "are you guys going to make a twitchcon vlog?" ("yes") or "zelda please marry me" ("security please get this person out of here") and i just am not feeling creative enough to write all that

HOWEVER. HOWEVER. revalink during the entire panel. ooughh. oughh man. they're sat together towards the center right of the panel table (from audience pov/stage center left), giggling and whispering to each other as questions are asked, chiming in here and there to crack jokes or answer as needed, stealing glances/side-eyes at each other whenever they can. they're so silly :3

at some point, The Question gets asked; "okay this one's for link and revali. have you guys gone on the date that revali planned from the love or host, or has this all been an elaborate ruse to make us all think you were dating?"

the question catches both link and revali off-guard, the both of them blinking dumbly at it. i mean, they were expecting to be asked a question about their relationship, seeing as it was a bit public and anyone could see it from their collab streams & videos, the way they bantered on twitter or in the comments of each other's instagram posts. they weren't subtle about it at all, but of course anything could be an act on the internet.

link's cheeks begin to pinken as he glances at revali, before turning back to the questioner to respond. "well, um, so—" and finally, the sound of link's voice makes revali's brain click back into place.

"have you any decorum?" he cuts the blond off smoothly. "it's not anyone's business how our relationship is going, actually. but if you desperately wish to know, then all you have to know is that it's plenty real and though we haven't gone on the date yet, it's planned and it's happening." revali looks at link, whose head is fully turned to look back at him, utterly flustered, eyes wide and cheeks fully flushed pink. his heart softens; cute.

suddenly, revali gets an idea. as subtle as he can, he reaches under the table and takes link's hand into his, sliding his fingers down the blond's palm before lacing their fingers together. if it's possible, link's eyes get even wider, his face even darker with blush, revali's heart practically melting even more from the look on his face. "link will not be seeing anyone for a while," revali says softly, but making sure the mic catches his voice as he keeps his eyes on link, "and he's very content with our current predicament.

a chorus of "awh"s and cheers rise from the crowd, while the rest of the champions groan or roll their eyes at the display. link gives revali a small smile and squeezes his hand. revali returns the smile with a fond look and squeezes back.

"i hope you guys know they're holding hands under the table right now," comes zelda's voice through the speakers, haughty and prim. the crowd screams and shouts and cheers even louder. "it's very rich of revali to complain about you not having any decorum and then continuing to have no decorum himself in public."

"oh shush, zelda, you're holding hands with mipha under the table too," urbosa replies. zelda shrieks in opposition, mipha bursts out laughing, the crowd gets louder, but link and revali are still staring at each other, still blushing, still holding hands stuck in their own world.

and of course, people were taking videos during the panel. the entire scene from question to zelda's shrieking is recorded and posted and made edits of and retweeted and qrt'd to death, until they're #1 on trending. it's a little embarrassing; this is the most attention revali and link's relationship has ever received, especially outside of their community. but neither of them regret it. next time, maybe they'll even post a picture of them actually holding hands. <3

[minheelovelee]

how do you think epex members would confess to their crushes ? 👀

LOVE thanks anon!!!

epex confessing

warnings: cute.

wish

- would buy you your favorite food or drink. or both. he read somewhere that you can condition someone to like you by associating yourself with their favorite things. he’s a little crazy.

- mutes the conversation a bit. he wants you to know that he’s serious and he really wants you.

- “seriously, i’ve been attracted to you for a long time now. id really like to take things further. care to go on a date with me?” he’s professional. you’re business partners now.

- if you say yes, he’s super happy and smiley. would take you on a date later that week. his members call you their step-milf and he gets mad.

- if you say no, then he’d accept it and would think about you for a long time. still wants to be friends bc he likes the relationship you had before.

keum

- comes to your house on a whim. just texts you like “hey can i come over :)” he’s already outside so please say yes. doesn’t bring anything besides his pretty face. wants you to see his sincerity.

- sits himself down bc he’s lowkey scared. turns his body toward you. looks you right in the eyes.

- “i’ve been thinking about this a lot. not just today, but every day before that. i like you a lot. i cant stand the thought of missing out on being with you. would you give me a chance?” really doubts himself, but he’s proud.

- if you accept his confession, he is over the moon. big, big, eye smile coming your way. might even grab your hand because he’s so excited. everyone celebrates bc he has getting a gf soon.

- if you say no, he’ll just turn himself away from you and take the L. he needs a little space now. i don’t think you could be friends after that because he was so sincere and his little heart got broke.

mu

- SO SCARED. he would ask donghyun what to do. he gives terrible advice btw. he would text you and be like, hey let’s go for a walk. he wouldn’t take you somewhere he’s fond of. if you say no he’ll have bad memories there. you can go to his second favorite place.

- would tell you while you’re walking. cant look you in the eyes just yet, it would become too real. so he just kind of lets it slip.

- “i just want you to know, that i’m really starting to fall for you. id like to know if you have any similar feelings.” doesn’t outright say that he’s head over heels for you, but let’s you know that there’s a little somethin’ somethin’.

- if you tell him you like him back, he’ll finally be able to look at you. he doesn’t have much to say. he lets you both think about the exchange for the rest of the walk. when he looks around, he realizes this is his new favorite spot to go walking.

- if you say you don’t feel the same, he would feel pretty bummed. he wouldn’t get too down on himself though, because he can’t control what you feel. but he wouldn’t move on for a while. could still be friends with you, but not as close.

amin

- thinks he has it in the bag. you’re pretty close friends. the two of you love to tease each other and there’s definitely a little sexual tension. he’d get you alone during a group hangout.

- pulls you aside when you come to the dorms. your friends are all there, but he can’t wait any longer.

- “i think it’s pretty obvious that i have some sort of feelings for you. id really like to act on them if you’d let me. i think we could be pretty good together.”

- if you agree, then he might just have to kiss you. you’ve basically been together for months, and you’re no stranger to going on “dates”. but that’s only if he doesn’t fall to his knees and thank you. he was secretly so worried.

- if you disagree, he’s really confused. he’ll try to press you on what you’re thinking. if you don’t budge, then he’ll drop it. would still be playful with you. thinks back to what he might have said wrong. might ask you again when you’re a little drunk.

baekseung

- his members hype him up so hard. he’s still really nervous though. he’d probably invite you to his place so he can tell you to gtfo if he wants you gone.

- he’s a playful guy, so i don’t think he’d want anything too serious. would watch a movie with you and ask you then.

- “so, i’ve been thinking about us. i really like you. we act like a couple already. if you like me too, i don’t see why we shouldn’t make it official.” the pause after he says that almost chokes him.

- if you agree, then he’ll be like “seriously?” and get all smiley. he came off as confident, but he was actually terrified. tells his friends and they give him the biggest pat on the back.

- if you disagree, then he would be a bit awkward. he’d finish the movie with you but ask you to leave. he has to think about what he wants now. if he wants to be close to you again, or keep himself away from any potential pain you might bring.

ayden

- he knows that you treat him like a younger brother. he’s tried to change that, but you’re pretty stubborn. he’s actually come to like your dynamic and like you too.

- wants to prove to you that he’s really in it for the long run. he’ll ask to come over and hang out. maybe watch a show you like or play video games together.

- “noona. for a long time, i’ve been thinking about how much i want you to be mine. i really like you. seriously, i think you should give me a chance to show that you can think of me differently.” he’s serious. really wants you to agree bc otherwise that hurts his man ego.

- if you agree to give him a chance, he’ll be so happy. is a total gentleman. takes you on dates, waits until the third one to kiss you. and on the fourth one he asks you to be his gf <3

- if you tell him no, then he might get a little upset. he’s done nothing but show you that he’s worthy, but you still rejected him. he’ll be mad at you for a while. you tell him that just proves your point. he gets mad again.

yewang

- he’s the type of boy your parents want to stick around. he’s funny and caring. he’d take you somewhere at night. he wants to set the mood~ might do a nighttime picnic.

- brings his guitar and plays for you. also sings if you want to listen. he’ll stop playing for a bit just to stare at you while you’re stargazing.

- “hey, look at me. i like you. a lot. i’ll take you on more dates like this. whenever you want. but i want you to be mine.” he does it in his own wang-y way. let’s you know that he has feelings for you and will treat you so good.

- if you agree, he’ll be so happy. cuddles up to you under a blanket to stargaze. asks you where you want him to take you next. the sky is the limit. when you get cold, he’ll take you to the car and might play for you if you’re not ready for the night to end.

- if you say no, he would be upset. he would want to talk about why you said no. he would get a little salty. wouldnt want to be friends either. he gets over it eventually. reuses the same idea with another girl tbh. it was a really good one and it can’t be wasted.

jeff

- invites you over for his epex family dinner. the other members make dinner while you two play video games. he was planning to tell you he liked you that night. the words almost slip out before dinner. he doesn’t want to make it awkward so he waits until after.

- he’d take you to his room and beg no one to come in. needs this moment to not be sucky. he’ll watch youtube or something with you before asking.

- “there’s something that i want to say. i’ve really started to like you. for a while now, actually. what do you think about going on a real date sometime?” he’s very proud of himself. told you he liked you AND asked you on a date. two for two.

- if you say yes, he’ll smile and look down. you just have to pinch his cheeks. add on to that blush. the second you leave the dorm, he tells the members what happened. you can hear them cheering from outside.

- if you say no, he’ll accept it and move on. he doesn’t want to ruin what you have. he’s still happy he asked, because he didn’t want to miss the chances. might apologize, but when you tell him he doesn’t have to, he’s totally fine. you can still be friends.

[katierosefun]

Hello!

I’m rewatching BE (again) and I’m curious what you think of the timeline of jwds. Some people are like oh yeah they def did stuff/something after [insert arrest/clue/chase scene/homoerotic moment] and stuff like that. I personally think that while there was a lot of sexual tension going on, nothing really happened until the ds arrest scene which was basically a confession. If I had to add anything to what happened in that scene I would say the “missing” part is that I think ds stopped jw from full on confessing bc ds knew he was going to jail. He didn’t want anything to happen bc it would leave jw tied to him but also not really tied to him and he didn’t want jw to wait for him or feel trapped. Jw has had no one in his life to count on and be cared for by. Letting jw create that link between them only to be whisked off to prison two seconds later would exacerbate his abandonment issues. Homeboy literally cried over ds’s hands he would not have handled an acknowledgment of anything beyond “juwoon-a” well. Also I fully believe that jw did not visit him in prison and ds wouldn’t have allowed him to if he’d gone.

But yeah anyways those are my very messy thoughts lol. What do you think about the timeline? Do you think anything happened that wasn’t shown in the show and/or how things went at the end and after Nam Sang Bae’s death anniversary (I also think that was the first time they’d seen each other since ds got out of prison)?

Thanks!

hi anon!

to answer your questions: i honestly think part of my love for beyond evil is that there are some pretty ambiguous moments where it seems like dong sik and joo won hung around each other more than was seen on screen, so i personally love playing with whatever might have happened between them during that time.

that said, from a more technical perspective: i think the beauty of a lot of television shows (not just beyond evil, but especially beyond evil) is that there's always going to be an ambiguity of what happens where and what's shown on screen or not. i think true film theory professors/geeks could ramble for hours about the power of the camera in storytelling and how it completely changes the medium of what we know vs. what we don't. which is really all to say that i think since it's a show that has a camera that turns on and then turns off, beyond evil inherently is going to have scenes that probably happened but just aren't actually shown to the audience.

so just by default, i think there must have always been things happening between dong sik and joo won that just didn't happen in the show, and that's just by virtue that this is a television series that's made deliciously more ambiguous by director shim na yeon and writer kim su jin's creative choices.

but from a fan's perspective: oh yeah, i think dong sik and joo won absolutely had some closer will they-won't they moments that we didn't get on screen. not necessarily because the cast and creators cut them, but just talking about the characters themselves here--i like to think that joo won and dong sik had plenty tenser moments of just. figuring out whatever the hell is going on with their relationship.

and as a fan/fanfic writer, i definitely love playing with what could have happened in those kinds of moments. in some versions, i like the idea of one of the two of them crossing a line somewhere . . . and in other versions, i like the idea of the two of them telling themselves that what they have is enough, and neither of them will do a single thing about it until maybe a year or ten years after the events of beyond evil. but who knows! the world is our oyster when it comes to things like that. it's just always nice to see when people have different interpretations and different ideas of how joo won and dong sik might have finally gotten together :)

[teecupangel]

This crossover got me last night, assassin's creed × Tomb Raider (2000's remake). It just really catches my attention and makes me go "yeah that kinda checks, hilarious as fuck if Desmond (and possibly his ancestors) going all over the world trying his ass off to make this woman to stop tampering with all this isu and non-isu bullshit and lara thinks he's after them for personal gain."

For me it works bc Desmond gets dragged into so much bs he's just tired and wants humanity to stop messing with these things meanwhile, lara is over here exploring and sadly it goes along the lines of her looking for trouble or trouble comes looking for her.

But I'd like to hear your take on this crossover

It would even be funnier if Lara never knew him as Desmond Miles.

In this scenario, Desmond is actually retired from all the Assassin-Templar BS and is focused on making sure no one is misusing the POEs or have any access to any Isu-related tech or location. So, while Lara has been getting experience (and into trouble), he’d been off taking care of the POEs under Abstergo’s and Assassin's control.

They only start to meet when Desmond starts on his quest to find POEs and Isu-related locations that are still ‘lost’.

So when they first met, Lara is already sorta-kinda famous by her own rights (more or less being somewhere between her Rise of the Tomb Raider and Shadow of the Tomb Raider period). This way, Lara would have more experience than say if we were going for her Tomb Raider characterization (although Lara and Desmond being allies to survive the shipwreck and all other fuckery on the island would be fun too) and have her focus on solving the puzzles of the world (since Shadow did end with Lara realizing she’s supposed to protect them, not just… solve them).

So in Lara’s eyes, Desmond’s just this dude that always comes in and tries to stop Lara from getting an artifact or finding a lost location. Whenever she asks for a name, Desmond just gives her one of the names of his ancestors because, as far as Desmond was concerned, she’s some rich human who likes to touch things she shouldn’t be touching. There’s gonna be tension between them, that’s for sure, and, most of the time, they’d ally with one another because the other people out for the same thing are not good guys.

Unorganized Notes:

They won’t necessarily be buddy-buddies. At most, they’d end up being allies who have their own agenda. The closest they could be would probably be more in line with Nate and Chloe’s relationship at the start of Uncharted 2.

Speaking of Nate, Desmond likes to use the name Nathan Drake as a reference to how Francis Drake was sorta doing the same thing he was doing right now. In this scenario, we’ll say Francis Drake was an Assassin ally as well considering how Elizabeth I was an ally of the Brotherhood.

Lara knowing Desmond’s real name will be some kind of big moment to show that Desmond does trust Lara in some way.

Will their relationship be romantic in some way? Probably. Probably not. They’re gonna have one of those ‘calling it complicated is an understatement’ kinds of relationship. They do care for one another but their differing priorities will always make it hard for them to be completely on the same side.

Trinity is part of the Templar Order but is separate from Abstergo itself. They barely tolerate one another but both Trinity and Abstergo answer to the Inner Sanctum. The High Council of the Trinity answers directly to the Inner Sanctum and one of the Inner Sanctum members may or may have been a Trinity member before.

Desmond doesn’t know any of that though and he believes the Trinity is just one more asshole organization that is out there to give him a headache. At best, he assumes Trinity is a Templar Order that separated from Abstergo once Abstergo started focusing on profit and controlling the world using money. (He’s wrong though)

Desmond has been to the Croft Manor… Uninvited… in the middle of the night… to steal some Isu artifacts or destroy them. Lara has not yet forgiven him for that one.

[notproofread]

enjoy my unhinged thoughts while reading Morning Star by Pierce Brown for the first time <3

SPOILERS AHEAD OF COURSE

be aware that i'm a cassius and sevro stan.

pls be cool cassisus pls be cool pls be cool pls be cool

honestly sevro is such a delight he just says whatever and gives zero fucks i love him

seeing darrow defeated and then picking himself up again was honestly very good change of pace compared to the first two books

<sevro3

ragnar also slays i love a brutal but soft giant

not victra calling cassius darrow's boyfriend bye

i think sevro spiraling is so interesting bc its really just darrow in the first two books

and tbh i like third book darrow much more bc he seems less arrogant and more grounded somehow?

so sevro get your shit together so i can love you again

he got his shit together

so back to loving him <3

also victra? she slays, no filter badass queen

RAGNAR DIES??? AND AJA IS STILL CRAWLING SOMEWHERE

what is this shit

fuck i'm crying

well... at least they got the Valkyrie

and cassius is alive so thats good

'mangy little guardian angel' is the best sevro description to ever exist

add 'psychotic Goblin-sized fighter jet' to that

Romulus seems like such an interesting character and i gotta hand it to him: he is one of the more likeable golds

i feel like pierce brown is much better at writing 1-on-1 fight scenes than big space craft wars

or maybe thats just me being too dumb to understand such descriptions

bro victra is so cool holy shit i love i hope she lives forever and ever

rip roque, if only you had stayed as cool as you were in red rising

the chemistry between darrow and cassius? holy shit get married

actually now that i think about it; the relationships between darrow and all of his male friends? sevro, cassius, roque... bro he loves them fr fr

maybe its cuz i dont remember golden son that well but has there ever been such tension and trust and undying love between him and mustang? 💀

anyways i almost cried reading chapter 50 even tho it is one of those few timed no one dies

VICTRA AND SEVRO MARRY OH MY GOD I MIGHT CRY

CASSIUS YOU BITCHASS I TOLD YOU TO BE COOL AND YOU DO THIS???

how am i supposed to defend you now you stupid dumbass

is sevro dead????? did he die for real???? what the fuck??? dont do this to me bro i am emotionally unstable

ok sorry cassius i take that back my bad

back to loving him i go

if this was all some elite plan i hope for you bitches that sevro is alive (will be alive?)

the choice to makw mustang sovereign is so good omg i love it

also darrow saying he makes a bridge to the lowColors and she to the highColors ans together they can make a new world?

stop the powercouple?? omg literally dying

TF A CHILD???

naw bruh😭

[daisyvisions]

So I had this idea like a while ago…

Imagine tbz as ur bestfriend

You guys have been bestfriends for a few years now. He realizes, that he‘s falling for you but doesn’t want to confess, bc he knows that u like another guy. He watches you fall for your crush harder and harder, while his heart is shattering into millions of pieces.

One day, your crush asks you out and you agree on going on a date with him. (Member) becomes even more jealous and upset but manages to hide it. You guys are not seeing each other for a few days after your date bc you’re both busy, so he has basically no clue how your date went. When you guys meet up a bit later he shows up thinking, your date went rlly well and your even more in love. But when you tell him, how terrible it went, he’s pretty happy abt that, even if it’s unfair bc ur pretty heartbroken.

Later that day, you guys are out somewhere (for example shopping) and somehow manage to get stuck in the elevator. He notices the way, you slowly start panicking and gently cups your face in his hands, caressing your cheeks, telling you that everything will be fine, etc. You guys just stand there hugging and well… he rlly wants to distract you, he doesn’t want you to worry or even start panicking. And this whole situation… being stuck in the elevator, the tension, the fact that his actions may be risky and in general your body beeing so close to his… it just rlly turns him on. So he tells you that he’ll take care of you and that’s how he ends up taking you against the cold metal of the doors, the sounds of your moans echoing in the whole elevator…

You guys rlly don’t care abt getting some help until you finish. And I mean after that you relationship turns into smth like friends with benefits. Until he one day, (months later) finally dares to confess to you and you both end up becoming a real couple.

I dunno what to say… what do you think abt it?

Which member would be the most accurate for this one?

.... if you decide to write and post this PLEASE PLEASE tag me because this is soooooo hot I swear to god 😩😵‍💫

in this scenario for me I feel like Jacob or Haknyeon (more on Jacob) would fit this concept perfectly! (again just my opinion hehe)

[fullmoonandstar]

Pedro Pascal Character Ranking

I saw someone do this and want to make a list too. So I present my Pedro Pascal Character Ranking based on how much I would want to be in a relationship with them xD ( in reverse order )

There is a bit of mature talk(not super explicit though) so read at your own discretion 

Haven’t watched the thing

Pero Tovar, Ezra, Dave York, Juan Badillo, Max(Bloodsucking Bastards)

No.

Max Lord

Hot mess

Pedro across the street:

I was gonna put him in ‚no.‘ because he seduced a married woman to rob a bank but apparently he has a magic dick that can make this up tight b*tch talk so points for that I guess XD 

Oberyn Martell

He is very hot and a prince. Good fighter too, not only as a poison expert but also as a warrior. Dedicated to family but if I’m honest the hedonism is just too much for me. Also comes with the baggage of being royalty. People would be scheming all the time and you can’t have five minutes with him, his concubine and the pool boy :((

Dieter Bravo

would date if it was the 70s, before people knew how dangerous drugs are. Canonically into assertive women. Definitely a plus point 

Francisco Morales

Seems pretty level-headed but lets himself get roped into some dangerous situation bc his old buddy asked and I can't tell if that is a good character trait here or not. I mean the man has a kid and a wife at home but still leaves. so yeah i will probably pass

Javier Peña

I’m on the fence about Peña; on the one hand, he is really caring towards his partners and you can see his love for them leaping out of his face, but he also has major commitment issues. (He left a woman at the altar and now has some pseudo (?) relationships with a bunch of hookers in town). He would definitely self-sabotage any serious relationship bc he thinks he is not good enough or whatever. ( I also don’t think we would be super compatible bc I’m a dom and he doesn’t strike me as someone who would be good a giving up control) Peña may be a good fling but has too many things he has to resolve on his own time for my taste 🙈

Would totally give them a try

Jay Castillo

A sweetheart. He is only this low on the list bc he had little screentime and thus not that much characterization   

Agent Whiskey

(I only watched Pedro-cut of the movie bc I already hated the first movie in this series ) He lost his family and is covering up his emotional damage with a cool image. It’s triggering my i-want-to-heal-him center bc he is good dude at heart and life just threw suffering at him. I want him to get better :(( I don’t remember much characterization but he is good with flirting and I hc him being kinda romantic. I don’t know if I dig the accent or not  

Marcus Moreno

He seems like a good dude and I would totally go on a date with him. I can only hope that his child doesn't hate me bc that would be a no go for him. Looks good in that tactical vest. 

Marcus Pike

A sweetheart but a bit too fast on the "will you marry me" question. The thing that gets me about him is when he kisses (what is her name?) he leans down and I got butterflies seeing that. That man is a giver, *I'm* a giver so this may work well UwU

Seriously asking for their hand in marriage

Din Djarin

he is actually very kind-hearted when you get on his good side. Since Grogu came into his life he has gotten more patient and open too. Din is loyal and will protect the people close to him. 

Only Downside, Din is probably ace. Like seriously, while watching the show there wasn’t a single character he had any sexual tension with. No man, no woman, no unspecified being. Yes, he was almost ready to settle down with that widow in season 1 but honestly, I didn’t feel the tension there either. And I mean come on, I would be all over that and he’s not gonna be interested 🥲

Javi Gutierrez

he is a ray of sunshine, okay? We both like movies (even though the stuff I watch is probably trash to him lol) so we can do that together. More similar interests: writing, boats? I also hc that he has a tennis court somewhere. Let play to gather Javi <3 He seems really attentive and affectionate and I’m like that too. Only downside, we would be to lovely dovey all the time 

[greenandbluebubblegum]

Heyy, Kinnporsche anon here!! (I know I'm not on anonymous but I like saying this). How are you doing?? Did you have a good week end?? 🤗

I just finished the episode, and It was amazing omg!!! Finally some dark mafia stuff!!!

I still can't believe Porsche ran away with Vegas??? And he seems to trusted him???? Like babe, I know he can speak well but there is a reason why everybody tell you to keep your distance (I can't blame him though, if I was in his position I would have done the same thing, what can I say, I'm a weak woman). I was not excepting to see Pete arrives omg!!! This man can fight, like we need to see him fight more!!!! But I was like why are fighting guys, you are supposed to be bestie 😭😭 Pete didn't deserve this kind of treatment.

Then Kinn arrives, like why not 5 minutes before??? All of this could have been avoid. When they point g*n at each other, I was screaming idiot at them. Because they are. But I screamed even more when Porsche asked Kinn to trust him, and that Kinn let him go. He may not have say he trust Porsche, but he shows him that he trust him!!!!! Like Kinn, my man, I knew you would disappoint. Like, he letting Porsche breaking down his walls one by one and I think that beautiful. Next step, it's him saying he trust and love him. I feel like it's going to be next episode.

Then the little Kimchay bubble. They are so cute, I can't really. If a Chay would say this kind of declaration, I would give him the world. The moon. The sun. Pluto. Everything. And his little smiley on the eggs, like I can't, he is too cute. I don't know how Kim didn't worship him.

Then the worst thing that could happen happened. I was ready to end Tawan, bc I knew he was him behind this. I was ready to go on a war, like nope. I'm really scared that this would not be last times the bad guys hurts Chay. They discover a weakness there. If they hurt Chay, they hurt Porsche, and if they hurt Porsche, they hurt Kinn and he would let his guard down. Ugh I don't want this to happens.

And let's talk about Kim fighting. Yes sir. It was so hot??????? Like he need to stop to be a singer for a little bit and give more of him in the mafia. I wonder what is the story of why he do not get involved. He seems like a real good element, why they let him go?? It could be interesting to see why 🤔 like he left the scene after the explosion, why not staying to talk with his brother?? Or to stay with Chay??? I hope Chay is mad at him for that.

Then we have Pete behind the best of friend??? He really goes somewhere he knew he is not going to get out of there alive, and still decide to go just to prove his friends is innocent??? I love him. Give him the world too.

The whole scene in the warehouse is just genius. I was not excepting any thing of what happened!!! So much tension and suspens !!!! I really love how they goes from Porsche to Kinn to Pete, I kept the tension so high lol the times!!

I could not believe Tawan and Vegas has some kind of relationship? Like I knew they were working together, but not be together. Even though, Vegas just uses him and It was all an act. Vegas really start to show his true colors, he is becoming the real vilian here, I'm so so excited omg!!! The way he explained his plan, like he is a manipulator omg I wonder how his relationship with Pete will go? Will he played with his emotion like he did with Tawan?? Bible did such a great job with Vegas character (I may have feels something when he start getting angry) !!

I was not surprised to see Ken being the mole, it was him or Big that make the most sense really. But Big loves Kinn too much for him to be the mole, so Ken make the most sense. I am kinda we don't know more on why he did this? Like please explain his motive? The money? Didn't like the main family? He loves Vegas? I just wanna know!!!

Kim shooting while being sleevesless should not be permitted. It's too much. I need more Mafia Kim!!!! I need to scream the next part but I CANNOT BELIVE BIG HIS DEAD, I DON'T WANT TO ACCEPT THIS. like nope. Nope. Nope. He deserves better. Like he really loves Kinn so much, protect someone just bc he knows it would hurt Kinn to see him hurt? My man 😭😭 (Notd makes me cry with his post on his social media. I dint' want him gone of the show)

I knew Kinn knows exactly about Tawan's plan, and it was an act all along. I knew I could trust him!! He was ready to shoot Tawan, and he would have be more satisfilying to see him shoot him to death. Or Porsche. (can we take a moment to appreciate the talent of the actor who played Tawan?). Kinn and Porsche running from the Bob while holding is such a dramatic move. I love them really.

I want to slap Kinn on the top of the head. He was planning to tell Porsche about his plan, but why he had to wait???? All the ansgt could have been avoid??? Can he think with his head??

Then the torture scene. I have to pause a few times. He was too intense???? Like??? I need a minute. He was too good?? The way Vegas and Pete look at each other??? Pete being all badass and not stopping to look at Vegas??? That's my man. The way they interact with each other makes me really excited for what come next. I'm sure Vegas will be intrigued about why Pete doesn't break down!! Maybe he will torture Pete more and more hardly, and Pete will not break down, and at the end, when the tension is too high, they will kiss?? I wonder if he is going to be free by Vegas himself, or if the major family will come save him (they are supposed to come see Vegas, like they are going to fing Pete, I'm sure of it. They need to)

Then the meeting scene. Tankhun showing he is the only one with braincell. They should just following what he is saying at this point. I hope we finished this season with him at the head of the mafia. That's what the King deserves. I find Kan behavior really sus. Why are you protecting your son if your are not the traitor? I think he, like Vegas, want more power and his son's behavior is helping him getting there. Khorn thinks he has the lead on this, but I think it will backfire. He should not trust his brother.

Then we have some Kinnporsche moment. They were too cute!!! First, they were arguing like toddler. Kinn has a lot good point on, but he should keep his boyfriend in the loop!!! Communicate guys!!!! The kiss right after Porsche says he didn't trust him shows me that Kinn trust Porsche!! He just has to says it now!!!! Like come one Kinn is not complicated!!!!

The scene in the bed was too cute!!! They are like after their date, all cute and in love!! I just want to see them happy like that all the time!!! Also Kinn being like '' I forget something '' yes you forget Pete, please go save him 😭

Now. What I am scared is that Porsche says '' Chay want me to resign ''. Porsche loves his brother, and doesn't want to hurt him. I scared he is going to resign for him 😭 I hope they have a heart to heart discussion, and Porsche can explain why he did that. He had his heart in the right place! I think Kim is not going to reach out to Chay, he seems to be the guys who doesn't want to face the reality? He also want to protect Chay, and he thinks leaving him is his only choice. I hope this is drama ois resolve quickly, bc I want to see him meet Kinn and Tankhun, and Kinn acting like a protective Big brother, and Tankhun be like '' shup up Kinn, look at him he is too cute, he would not hurt a fly '', and just adopt him and being all cute with him 😭

I wonder what is the plan if the minor family??They are too sus not to be plotting something. I wonder if Khorn is with them?? Or he is too stupid to not see it??? Or he is plotting also something??? We need Kim the detective back to find out their plan.

Well, it's also a long one. I can't wait to ear what you have to say about this episode!!!! This one is so amazing!!! Everything was on point.

Please share your thoughts on the new BTS song!! 🥰

Your giftset is so good!!! I love it!!!!

See you soon, have a good day darling 💜!!!

Hi sweetie!!!! I'm good ☺️ I've slept a lot haha so that's cool!! hope you are doing good too!!!

So here we go!!! KINNPORSCHE TIME 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

This episode was so good! like I say every episode is good but this one was amazing!!! It happened a lot of things, I felt I couldn't have a rest!!! Wow!!! 🤯

I knew it!! I knew Porsche would go with Vegas! He really was 'I need to prove I'm not guilty' so of course the best option is running away with my boyfriend's cousin/enemy hahaha like really why are they so dumb???? 🙄

When Pete appeared it was amazing!! sometimes I forget Pete is really amazing bodyguard! I think that's because he's always so cute and funny! but wow that part was so cool!! I wasn't expecting Porsche and Pete to have a fight! 😱😱

And when Kinn and Porsche met in the stairs!!! omg ! the tension between them!! we saw that was hard for them to be in that position! but as you said in the end Kinn really trusts Porsche!!! 🥰🥰🥰 the way Porsche said trust me and Kinn did!!!!!! (Screaming!!!!!)

Look I would kill for Chay!! he's just so adorable!!! also Chay saying already 'I love you' to Kim!! I wasn't ready but I was mad because Kim changed the theme!!!! Kim, you fool! we know it's difficult for you to express your feelings but Chay is a sweetheart and you like him! so stop being dumb!!! I was ready to 🔪🔪🔪 when Kim left that note!!! like he cooked for you!! that's the purest love declaration!!! at least the kidnapping helped Kim to accept his feelings on full!! like the way he was so resolved to save Chay!! he never calls Kinn but for Chay he did it!!! also I think Kim left quickly because he doesn't want Chay to discover he is involve with the mafia! like when he rescued Chay, he was drugged and probably not conscious so Kim just needed to left him with the bodyguards. We will see what would happen to them! that's my theory that Kim is not gonna say anything about he being part of his rescue. The ugly part will come when Kim's fallen head over heels and Chay discovers the truth 😭😭 I know I'm going to cry!!! (Also Jeff is so hot 🥵)

The way Pete riskes his life for Porsche 🥺🥺🥺🥺 they are truly besties!!! Also omg it was Ken!!!!! I kind was expecting that but I didn't want to be believe it!!!

Ok so now TAWAN!! I was shook!! all his storyline was unexpected!! All his relationship with Vegas!! omg I was 👁️👄👁️ I didn't see that coming!! the way he really believes Vegas like he truly thought he would marry Vegas!!! like honey nooooo (I felt so bad for him in that part) the actor was amazing!! we can felt his desperation and madness!!! the faces he did! wow! standing ovation!! poor thing he really was manipulated by the king of manipulation hahaha our Vegas!! even Porsche was shook!! Vegas is so clever!! like he plays with people and he doesn't care! I'm so excited to see how Pete is going to go through all that and make Vegas falls in love him hahaha like their scenes are always wonderful! Build and Bible are so good!!! Love them 😍😍 The torture scene wow!! the way Pete was smiling when Vegas was threatening him. They are both insane hahaha the perfect couple lmao really can't to next episode and see what would happen!!! (maybe they should do a series only about them lol)

Now Big, our twat! I wasn't ready for him to die!! 😭😭😭 I mean why??? poor baby!!! he really loves Kinn so much!!!! he sacrifices for Kinn's sake because he knows Porsche is Kinn's happiness 😩😩 so sad!!!

Now the only brain cell in all Thailand at this point!! my King Tankhun!!! like he is the best!! 👑👑👑👑 the only one who knows what's happening!! the only one with the courage to say whatever he wants! the way he confronts his uncle!! Yessss!!! Kan is really suspicious, he wants the power and I think he will do anything to have it!! Even selling his own children! I can feel some drama coming for his part!!

Ok it's the moment KINNPORSCHE my beloved, my favourite idiots haha 🥰🥰🥰 We knew it!! Kinn knew about Tawan and all was a plan!! but you dummy needs to talk with your boyfriend because he's also a dummy so dummy x dummy = double dummy and that's a mess hahahahaha the problems they would be able to avoid if they talk!!!!! like a lot of problems!!! omg I love them but I really hope they would start talking and not only sexy times hahaha the way they are so stubborn is almost adorable! when they met in the terrace Kinn was 'so are you not going to apologise?' lol and Porsche was 'the nerve of this fucker' lmao I die of laughing!! 🤭🤭 and the kiss after Porsche was rambling about trust it was so cute!!!!! they are idiots in love! I love them so much 😍😍😍 and then the bed scene lmao they are so in love!! also Porsche is such a menace hahahahaha but Kinn is so gone for him that he doesn't care!! ADORABLE!! I need them to stay that way forever and don't give me more angst!! I can't take it anymore!!!

Also the way Kinn was 'I'm forgetting about something!!' lol like!!!!!!!! you are forgetting about Pete!!!!! our baby is being torture while you are kissing your boyfriend!!! Pete, the guy who gave you all the proves about the mole and Vegas and Tawan!!! like Kinn!!!! please!! wake up!!!

I can't wait to next episode! I don't have idea what would happen!!! Vegas torturing Pete, of course, but for the others I'm like 🤔🤔🤔🤔 who is going to be the villain next episodes!! I don't think is only going to be Vegas! there's to be more!!! can't wait!!! I'm so excited!!! I can't believe we only have 4 episodes left!!! I really hope they will do a second season!!! Praying circle hahaha

I haven't listened to the album yet!! 🙃🙃🙃 so I can't comment it!! I'm gonna listen it this week!!!!

Aww thanks!! that gifset literally was a nightmare!!! if you have any specific gifset you want let me know!!! I'll do it!! I need ideas!! 💗💗💗

Have a good week!!! See you!!! 😘😘😘😘

[nehime]

❝ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 ❞

✧ Satoru Gojo

summary: When he kissed you the last time, he didn’t think it would actually be the last time

word count: 2.7k

✧ content: canon!au, major character death!, fem!reader x gojo, lots of regrets, secret relationship(not cheating istg), heavy angst, blood, teen gojo bc i love him. (before riko’s death!) did i miss anything?

You knew the risks of being a sorcerer here but you really wanted to be one after Shoko introduced you to it. You two eventually discovered these weird things called “curses” and, great heaven it was the most disgusting things you’ve ever witnessed before. She was interested in this. She wanted to exorcise amd fight these things. You didn’t want to. But you did it because it was too dangerous for Shoko to go alone by herself. You did it because of your family.

As time goes by she was never really a combat sorcerer but she still has indicated some form of combat skills. She learned a very unique technique called “Reverse curse technique”. You? You just know you’ll never learn those type of techniques. You were exactly the opposite of it. You wanted to fight with real skills and exorcise the curses. Yes you were considered strong comparing to the others but never the two boys who joined jujutsu high with you and Shoko. Geto and Gojo.

They were super strong. Gojo used limitless cursed cursed technique along with infinity of his. While Geto uses Cursed Spirit Manipulation to absorb the the curse orbs and control them. It was awkward when you four were placed together in first years. But it eventually got better from the second year. You went on missions together, being the best friend group there. Shoko and you lived together in a home room. Shoko once said Satoru and you might have a good chemistry but you never thought about it. But now it’s bugging you sometimes. What if we actually do have a connection? or What if he thinks the same?

But it’s impossible because Satoru is a busy sorcerer, he has lots of missions to go on because he was the “strongest”. Even if he’s the strongest he was also a silly guy. Being the humorous person he is. And you actually might have feelings for him. But never got the heart to say it to him because it will never work. Jujutsu sorcerers’ relationships will never work.

He was sitting on a bench outside the school waiting for Geto, Shoko and you. You never had the chance to get close to Geto and Gojo since you were a strong sorcerer yourself, So Yaga usually puts you on a single missions. But Shoko went to missions with you, but usually she goes on missions with the two. You can’t state that you didn’t feel forsaken. Besides you were also busy learning RCT on your own. You three got out of the school just to see Satoru running to you with his energetic ass. Does this boy ever get tired? “You guys are so old! Do some exercises or you might get killed by a curse” He mocked the way you three were walking calmly and slowly. “You shouldn’t be talking with that white hair of yours.” Shoko rolled her eyes and responded back making Satoru frown. Their fight already made you and Suguru irritated. “Been tired, need something to eat” Suguru mumbled in a drowsy tone. You were about to say you were not going and was busy until Satoru’s hand landed on your shoulders. What was this boy doing?! Was he trying to make you blush like a tomato in front of your friends? Was he trying to make your heart explode because of the tension between you? Whatever was his plan, it worked.

“Then let’s go eat dinner somewhere. I’ll pay” His breath was tickling your neck when he talked, you two felt too close, you almost passed out in the mean time. “I think I won’t be able to go with you guys, got soml works to do you know” You could feel the Satoru staring at you with a concerned expression. But did he really care? “Oh okay then you can go with us the next time” His hands left you, your heartbeat going back to normal. “Y/n you sure? You must be tired, do you need me to go with you?” Shoko asked you, warmly holding your hands. “Yes yes don’t worry i’ll just head back.” Shoko said goodbye to you and left with the two boys.

Sometimes you just felt like the fourth-wheel. They looked nice together, they were good friends, goes on missions together, spends almost all the time together. You blame this on yourself because you’re the one who was trying hard to be strong, studying all the time, not even giving a time to friendship. You sat on your table, eating the yogurt from the fridge, studying more about the curses. You had to be strong, you had to be powerful, because at the end of the day, you know there wouldn’t be anyone who would protect you. So you had to protect yourself. You lost your parents when you were 7. You don’t know the reason they died, but the older you became you understood they were killed buy the curses. That was the other reason besides Shoko that you chose jujutsu.

You were in your bed, reading a romance book to help you sleep until you heard a knock on your door. Was it Shoko? Can’t be. Shoko has a key, then who would it be? You had a tank top and your pajama shorts on. “Who’s it?” You expected it to be a curse or an intruder since there was alots of things like that here in Tokyo. What you did not expect was Satoru’s voice. “Me…Satoru” you quickly grabbed the handle and opened the door, concerned about wherever Shoko was and Why Satoru was here in the middle of night. “What happened? Is Shoko alright?” He doesn’t know why he scowled when you asked for Shoko. Of course Shoko is your friend and you should be worried about her.

“Well i’m the one here aren’t i? So how about you ask me how i am doing hm?” That’s your relief. Satoru’s stupid silly coo. “Okay why are you here?” The annoyed look on your face appeared back as you looked at him furiously for interrupting your night. “Shoko and Suguru are outside let’s make this quick, yeah” Quick? what was he talking about? Confusion hit your mind and your face. “Y/n I like yo— no love you. Can’t hide it anymore” Don’t get attached don’t get fooled this might be joke y/n, he’s might be kidding witn you. You can’t convince your self that this is a game when clearly the look on his face is full of love and affection. He moved forward to hug you, basically entering your home. Caressing your cheeks. “Y/n will you give me a chance? Will you let me love you?” He pulled you into his embrace, breathing in your sweet raspberry scent. This was like a dream, the greatest dream, the reverie you dreamed all day along. Maybe you will, maybe you will give him a chance since you want it too.

And now you were his girlfriend, and he was your boyfriend. It felt unreal but you realized it wasn’t going to be that perfect when he asked you to keep it reticent. You moved out of your home room with Shoko to live alone so you could be alone with Satoru sometimes. Well he wasn’t the romantic type of guy that was in your mind. He would sometimes hug you from the back, waist and kiss you on the cheek. But you still hadn’t kissed on the lips. He wouldn’t stay over, you understand. He wouldn’t come over that often, you understand. He wouldn’t tell his best friends about the relationship, you understand. You felt unloved and alone, he didn’t understand. No matter how much you longed for his care, you couldn’t tell him because you know he has his own ways too. He went on missions, you cane over the morning making him a quick breakfast, kissing him on the cheek, and reminding him to give his best and stay safe. You cared for him with your all heart. When you left for mission, he didn’t even pay you a visit the night before.

You barely survived the fight. It was a first grade curse and you were a semi-first grade sorcerer. It was going fine until the curse used its domain expansion. You would’ve died if Suguru didn’t come in time to rescue you. You felt weak. Weak about how you couldn’t defeat a curse that was weaker than you. You stayed in recovery for days. Shoko was there. Suguru was there. Even Nanami was there. Why wasn’t one person here? The only person that should be here is your oh-so beloved boyfriend Satoru Gojo.

It was obvious that he never really experienced relationship nor dates. But still not showing a single care for the girl he himself confessed to was over the line. You could’ve died if Suguru didn’t come. You would’ve died if Shoko didn’t use her RCT on time. You possibly couldn’t have reverse the big cut on your head that almost went into your skull ‘cause you were still practicing RCT. You were unconscious for some time, believing Satoru was beside you. But this is what you expected from the first right? Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer wouldn’t be that free for some love or care. That’s what you thought and that was the truth.

4 days later you were sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, dreaming about your mom and you together. Walking around the flower garden, you’re playing with a bubble wand while your mom was singing a melody. It was gorgeous. Fukai Mori, even after years, it’s still your favorite song because your mom always used to sing it to you. You saw your mom holding your hand and smiling at you. One blink and there was the hospital room and a white silhouette.

Oh god he was here. He’s finally here, He held your hand in his. Kissing it softly. “Awake?” You nodded in agreement, smiling softly at him. “You’re finally here?” Even if you were smiling you still couldn’t hide the pain and sorrow. It sounded clearly in your voice as it cracks. Satoru looked down, feeling remorse for not being able to visit you earlier. You lightly patted his head and gently kissed him on his forehead. Satoru never felt this before. The tenderness, sweetness of your plump lips and your soft hands. That’s how he knows he loved you like that. He realized it.

“Sorry i wasn’t able to make it earlier, are you feelin’ alright my love? Honestly you have never thought about Satoru calling you like that. It gave you butterflies in your stomach. “I’m alright, don’t worry” His head laid on your tummy, his hands caressing your hips. You stroked his ivory silky hair, wishing that it could be like this forever.

Knowing it will never be.

Another mission was impending. You had to leave at 6am since the location was far from the jujutsu high. You were awakened by Satoru bringing a breakfast. It suprised you when you heard a knock on your door at 4am.

“What’re you doing here?” You stood there welcoming Satoru into your home. “You’re going on a mision, had to check up on my girlfriend since i’m a good boyfriend that cares for her right?” He grinned at you playfully. Hugging you and kissing your neck. “Did i wake you up too early?” He was still hugging you like a little boy never wanting to let go of something he loves. “Actually, my alarm was supposed to ring at exactly 4:10, so you’re little late” You chuckled and went to the bathroom to get ready.

Just as you were about to leave Satoru hugged you tightly, like he never wants you to leave. “Please stay safe” You were confused. You’ve never seen him so protective over you. It was almost perfect, he loved you, you loved him. “I will don’t worry ‘kay?” You smiled and kissed him on the cheek. You expected him to return the kiss back on your cheeks. What you didn’t expect was him cupping your cheeks and pressing his lips softly into yours. It was an intimate and soft kiss. You threw your arms around Satoru’s neck and his hands rested on your waist.

You pulled back and looked up at his shiny ocean blue irises. “I love you” That felt real and genuine. It sounded like he actually meant it. This pure love scene was cut off by your phone ringing. It was Ichiji. You hugged him and kissed him one last time before leaving. Satoru flopped on the couch, resting his eyes, beaming a bit as blood rushes through his face. He loved you too much. He didn’t know what to do in your earlier days in the relationship, but now he knows he loves you actually so much. Only you made his heart beat slightly faster. Only you made him feel loved. He wonders if you would love him forever. He wonders if your love is immortal.

Four days passed. Still no response from you. Was this mission accomplished? Is it supposed take this long? He already felt alone since he was the only one who was free. Suguru and Shoko went on a mission together. And you went on by yourself. Did Yaga-Sensei even know how dangerous it was for you?! He was concerned, worried for you. Yes you will be a special grade sorcerer if you accomplish this one. He thought it’ll be an easy one since you were a strong sorcerer after all. He knows you will be alright, he know he will get to meet you again. Then, why? why?!

Why was he standing in front of your lifeless body? Why were you not breathing? Why was Shoko sitting there in disbelief? Why were you not there to hug him, kiss him and pat him? You’re body was pale as the snow, multiple wound and bruises on your body. The white cover already stained red as it shows you were still bleeding. Your hands were cold, your lips were dry. “We thought it was a first-grade curse. But during the fight she discovered that it was a special grade. She called us for help, but we didn’t make it on time” Mei-Mei informed him as he covered his face in his hands, still in denial. Why didn’t you call him? Why didn’t you inform him that you were in a danger? Did you not believe him? Did you thought he wouldn’t come to you? Did you thought he didn’t care for you? He wanted to ask many things knowing that he can’t. He held your cold hands as his tears threatened to stream down. His heart was burning in pain, stroking your cheeks. “Why didn’t you call f’ me baby?” Everyone glanced up at him as he makes the relationship official. He wished he could’ve kissed you more and more. He wished that everyone knew that you were his all along. They didn’t even question it since it was kind of apparent how you blushed around him, how his hands sometimes tried to grab yours. Your love was immortal, true. But you weren’t. You couldn’t live forever, even if you did, you’d die anyways due to the job you had. But now do you really have to worry about that? You weren’t here anymore. Tears streamed down his cheeks. The strongest was crying. The strongest was in tears because the love of his life was gone forever. He thought about many fun things he could do with you. Talking to you nonstop when you came back. But did you come back?

He believed your heart was the purest of them all, maybe that’s why God decided to take your life first. You were too pure for this world after all. Unfair, he thought. He wanted you to himself. He wanted to spend decades with you. Everything was too fast. Everything happened too quickly. He thought he had all the time on this world. Fuck this world. Maybe you could’ve lived a happy life if these curses didn’t exist. Maybe he could’ve been happy with you if these dangerous things weren’t here from the beginning. Or maybe if he was there to rescue you when that curse was taking your life. His hand softly brushed your lips, other one still holding onto your hand. He wished he could’ve had more time with you. He wished he could kiss you again.

a/n note: yeah whatever this is, took me long enough to publish because i didn’t really think the angst was enough😭

[unsurprisingly-l]

i dodged a fucking bullet

oh my god guys so the guy i was talking to. SO MUCH!!!!!

1. he was weird and pushy. i made it very clear within the first WEEK of us speaking i made it very clear that i did not want to date him, and that i liked things in the current standing. i. wanted to meet him after i finished work, so we were planning it out and whatnot and he goes “i want to pick u up from work :)” and i JOKINGLY said “my little service sub” IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWED BY AN LMAO. and i guess. that. confused him or whatever so within the next week or so he referred to himself as “your …” something i forgot but like. “i’m your pet” but not. pet it was something else but that’s how it came across and i was like… chill out w that like you are not mine and i am not yours i said i didn’t want to date and he did it again the next week. and i repeated myself. and again. so i cut him off. 2. in the time we weren’t speaking, i was getting my fucking LIFE together and he. well. he got a haircut, went to a party™️ and had sex* with two girls within the same night and posted a bunch of new ..posts on his insta, and unfollowed me. 3. i didn’t even notice he unfollowed me, until the guilt of just. leaving him in the dark (as i would not like to have been if i were him) built up and i decided to reach out and try and apologize and take accountability. i also didn’t hold any resentment towards him or anything like that bc . i know men are just generally shit and i don’t have time to spend being pressed about a boy. so whatever i reach out to him, and we plan to meet at a park to discuss for full closure 4. the WHOLE TIME,,,,,, he was guilt tripping me and being super melodramatic and emo and cringe and UGH!!!!! . but i was Too Autistic™️ to really be affected by it so when he was like “i’ve been through so much like i’m not who i was before and things are really hard for me right now” and i was like. yeah dude me too like i’ve been at such a low point in my life as of late that the time we spent not talking i spent getting my shit together so i didn’t want to go on a mass killing spree every single day so. i feel you and also you cut your hair and posted a bunch of new posts so you obviously are on some new shit. and details details later he goes “do you think you’re good for me?” and i cringed so fucking hard but didn’t show it and i was like “…considering i don’t want to be in a relationship with you, no” and then EYE wanted to ask abt the party™️ but in like a . haha two girls in one night wow type of way not like. are you fucking shitting me dude bc i feel no possessiveness about him. but then i deemed it inappropriate and didn’t but i had already started the question with “do you..” and he said”yes.” and i was like ??? lol and he was like “i do regret.” and so . EMO and i was like “lol that was Not the question i was gonna ask” and he was like “well that’s the question i’m answering” and i was like “..okay..?” and then it got awkward and i tried to make casual convo and he was like “can we just sit in silence for like 10 mins?” and i was like “okay!” but internally i was like seriously dude this is such a waste of precious work time and kinda just looked around and eventually just couldnt take the silence anymore and started talking again and brought the tension down so we decided to just. Walk Somewhere Else so we start going and after a while of him subtly trying to flirt and me just shutting that shit down every time he asks me if he makes me uncomfortable. also for context, when we were still talking, i told him that i didn’t necessarily trust him because i Don’t Trust Men because of how many of the close ones in my life were fucked up to me so it wasnt Him it was just Men and he wasn’t unreceptive but he obviously didn’t want to hear something like that and he said he didn’t understand but it also didn’t really seem like he wanted to understand. so back to his question i said no, but i don’t really think you respect my boundaries either as you’ve already shown (couple-y pet naming thing), so i know that i can expect for you to cross my boundaries, and i’ll know what i have to do when that happens. and he goes silent and doesn’t say anything until we get to a piece of . Sidewalk with benches and he wordlessly veers off to the right towards the benches and i don’t remember the conversation leading up to it but then he CRIED???? and its not that Man Crying its that its literally not that deep bro you thought you could control me (foreshadowing) and got your ass handed to you and you’re upset as a result. and i wasn’t mean to him at all!!!! i was super nonchalant and chill the whole time because im so mature and know how to handle my emotions (hide them). but he only reached out once after that and i didn’t try to reach back out bc i reflected after and realized just how much he was guilt tripping me.

5. TODAY!! i was talking to a girl that knows him and that *sex he had with those two girls at that party, were two black out drunk girls that he definitely did not get consent from, but got head. he forced some girl to make out with him because he thought she was going in for a kiss and she was just leaning over to grab something and he just. held her in place as he tried to pull away, also a serial unsolicited jerking off video sender, plus more and just being an overall creep. so.. I dodged a fucking bullet

[moemammon]

The bros having to share a bed with Mc on a trip bc there is only one bed takes place early on getting to know each so their still that weird tension perhaps it goes away after the night 👀

(Like those fanfic tropes where they stay at a hotel but the hotel only has one bed so when they go to bed they put a bunch of pillows in between them to separate but in the morning they end up cuddling with the pillows on the ground)

"We Have to Share the Bed?!" (Feat. The Demon Bros)

Lucifer

Since things are still a little early in your relationship, Lucifer is trying to learn how to let his walls down

And the ultimate test is letting you sleep near him. He doesn't let ANYONE into his room while he's sleeping.

His brothers are notorious for trying to snag a picture of his sleeping face, to no avail.

Honestly, he doesn't seem the least bit embarrassed about it, even if you are.

Unfortunately there's no romantic trope to be had here, because Lucifer may or may not have used a sleeping spell on you to ensure you would sleep soundly throughout the night. (What a prude-)

Mammon

"Haaaah?! Why do I hafta share a bed with a human??" He says, knowing damn well he's excited.

Mammon's literally been waiting for a chance to have some alone time with you, ever since he first started catching feelings.

And now he has that glorious chance, With no brothers around to interrupt him! But you know he's gotta play it tsundere and can't let you find out how hyped he is.

He makes sure to emphasize that you have to stay on your side of the bed, and threatens you not to hog the blankets, "Or else!"

Only for you to wake up in the middle of the night with the blanket nowhere to be seen, and Mammon holding you against him for warmth. Or if you asked him, he's say YOU looked cold, so he's doing it for your sake.

Levi

He'd be gushing about how this was something straight out of an anime if it weren't for the fact that his heart wasn't ready.

Sharing a bed with anyone, let alone YOU, was way too much! Where were the training wheels?? He wanted to ease into it!

Plus he's pretty sure you don't want to sleep in the same bed as him anyway, so he's doing everything he can to find somewhere else to sleep. He can sleep in the tub here too, right? What do you mean that's gross-

Literally did EVERYTHING he could to avoid getting in bed with you, but he actually accepts it once he settles down.

And then you'll find that his arms sneak around your waist and he curls up against your form. He's used to holding onto his Ruri-chan pillow, so this'll have to suffice. PLEASE don't call him out on it in the morning he'll actually die-

Satan

As a gentleman, he vouches to sleep somewhere else. He knows that it can be pretty awkward to share a bed with someone.

Even more so for him, since he's catching feelings for you. He doesn't think he'd try anything, but it'd definitely be a test of his mental strength.

He's pretty sure he'll do just fine sleeping in an armchair. He's notorious for being found that way at home, after all. But he can be persuaded to change his mind, considering how uncomfortable that chair looks...

Satan slides into bed with you, and pulls out a book to read. It's his nighttime ritual to read before sleeping, otherwise he can't sleep a wink. He falls asleep with the book on his chest...

And when you wake up, you find your head replacing the book. Big scary Satan cuddling you to sleep? It's more likely than you think

Asmo

He has to share a bed with you? Oh nooo~ That sounds dreadful~ Whatever shall he do~

Jokes aside, do you really think Asmo is shy about sharing with you? If anything, he insists! He's just now coming to terms with his new, bizarre feelings, so he wants to show you how he feels about you.

You can expect wandering hands if you permit it, but otherwise, he'll stick to cuddling against you. Asmo claims he's doing it to keep warm, which is sort of believable with those silk pjs he's wearing.

He takes FOREVER to sleep, too. He's more concerned with talking to you about the trip there, about his brothers, the new perfume he bought yesterday, what color he’d love to paint your nails...

And when he DOES fall asleep, you get to see a rare bedhead Asmo all curled up against you, snuggling into your arm closer and closer every time.

Beel

He's used to sharing with Belphie sometimes, and it's not like Beel thinks there's anything weird about sharing a bed.

So when he sees that you two HAVE to share, he originally opts for the floor. This man took the couch for you that one time, so did you really not expect this?

He can definitely be coaxed into bed with you after a bit of insisting, but somehow it's not that weird..?

Beel keeps to his side of the bed as he's trying to fall asleep, though from the tossing and turning, you can sort of tell that he's having some trouble.

So what does he do? He rolls over and asks if you'd mind it if he held his hand. It's weird not sharing a room with Belphie, so... In the end, he ends up holding not only your hand, but your entire body as well.

Belphie

Bold of you to assume he's embarrassed.... and you're correct. He may be old, but why wouldn't he be flustered about having to share a bed with you, who he may or may not have feelings for-

But he doesn't let that show at all, playing aloof like he always does. He tells you that you're the one being weird if you mention anything about sharing.

But if you insist..... then he'll happily let you take the floor :)

Jk. He pulls you into bed whether you like it or not, rolling so his back faces you in case you're uncomfortable. But don't think that'll last long-

It's only ten minutes in and Belphie is fast asleep, arms wrapped snuggly around you while he buries his face into your arm. Yeah, this was pretty unavoidable.

[jakesimfromstatefarm]

not jealous | jake sim

summary: jake sim is not a jealous person. at least that's what he tells himself. so why does he find himself going through your phone when a certain "bluejay park" decides to text you?

pairing: jake sim x y/n [ft. mentions of jay park]

genre: angst, fluff 

warnings: angst, cursing (very minimal), one slightly suggestive sentence, jake being cute, some more angst lol, slightly cheesy bc jake’s just too cute ugh

wc: 3.8k

a/n: ok i loved writing this, which is why i went on to almost 4k words LOL oops. but anyways, i love jake a little too much and this type of scenario has been running around in my head for a while now so i decided to put it into words. also i may have created this blog just so i could post this somewhere LMAO anyways yeah this was my first fic so hope you guys enjoyyyy <3

Jake Sim is not a jealous person.

At least that's what he tells himself. To be fair, in his past relationships, he never showed any jealously. Then again, he doesn't know if he can call those relationships, "relationships". Does a fifth grade relationship with a girl who he was once dared to kiss during a game of Truth or Dare in the basement of a classmate's house during their 11th birthday party count? He doesn't remember being jealous when the same girl was later dared to kiss his classmate, Sunghoon. (Funny enough, that's how the two boys came to be best friends 'til this day, but that's a story for another time.) 

But really, Jake doesn't think jealously is one of his traits, even if he's now almost 20 years old without any experience with love other than his current relationship with you and that short-lived romance in the fifth grade. (What was her name again? Jake would have to ask Sunghoon later.)

So he doesn't know what clicked in that brain of his that lead him to this current situation he was in. He doesn't know why he felt a little spark of anger in him when your phone, which you left right next to him on the couch while you went to take a shower, kept buzzing with texts from "bluejay park". He doesn't know why he couldn't kept his eyes distracted from the messages, although your phone was constantly lighting up because whatever it was Jay had to say to you, he would not shut up about it. He doesn't know why he questioned what your relationship with Jay was for a split second.

In fact, you're close with all of Jake's friends. That's one of his favorite things about you, you get along so well with all his friends you might as well replace Jake himself in the friend group. So he doesn't know what tells him to take a little glance at your phone—at the messages.

But he finds himself doing it anyways.

Hearing that the water in the shower was still running (you were always the type to take long showers), he quickly grabs your phone and scrolls through the lock screen just to find that he couldn't even read the messages since you had your notifications set so no one could read them unless the phone was unlocked (darn you and your settings!) Thankfully, Jake knew your passcode––and you knew his too––or he thought he did. Until the iPhone vibrated, telling him the passcode was wrong.

He must've entered it too fast or something. So he tries again.

And again.

And again.

Until the iPhone switches its screen to say: "iPhone is disabled. Try again in 5 minutes."

There's no way. You never change your password. And even if you did, you would tell him—you two even had each other's fingerprints saved into each other's phones in the past (you know, before the world decided that Apple's home button was too lame and decided to just completely get rid of it). If there was an option to save multiple faces for Face ID, you two would be that couple that saved each others faces in your own phones.

That being said, Jake sat there, your phone in hand, frozen. Why was your phone locked? Why was Jay texting you 10 texts per second? Why did he feel guilty about this entire situation?

He hears the shower switch off and in that moment, he swears he feels his heart beat just a little faster. He tells himself there's no way you'll be out before the 5 minutes are up. You followed a really meticulous skincare routine (one that Jake memorized by now) that took an extra 15 minutes of your time after each shower.

"Hey Jake?" Your voice calls out from the tiny bathroom door crack that you left open before you hopped in the shower, "Is my phone out there? Do you mind bringing it to me?"

Fuck.

Jake shifts on the couch. Taps his foot on the ground. Returns your phone to its original spot. Clears his throat.

"Don't you want to get dressed first?" he calls back, quite timidly.

He can hear you stop moving around in the bathroom. Probably telling yourself what an odd response that was. To be fair, it was an odd question, considering the fact that you two have been together for so long, it’s not like he hasn’t seen you undressed before...intentionally or not. 

Next thing he knows, the steam is rolling out of the bathroom door and you're stepping out in your towel, eyebrows raised.

"If you didn't want to get up from the couch, you could've just said so, you lazy butt," you smirk at him as you walk towards him and the couch, leaving a faint trail of water drops behind you. Jake's eyes follow your figure as you go to grab your phone and lift the screen towards yourself.

That's when he freezes. You do too.

You cock your head, as if asking yourself why it was disabled. He can hear the gears in your head turning.

"Jake, did you try to unlock my phone?"

He runs through all the possible excuses he could blurt out. Come on Jake, think of something! But he knows he can't lie to you.

Too many beats of silence pass by.

"Maybe," he finally says—or more like murmurs. He looks up to you like a child looking up at their mom, who just them caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar. To his surprise, you don't show any hint of anger. A flash of confusion—and is that worry he sees?—crosses your face for a split second before you shrug and turn towards your room to change, dropping the subject. It was natural for you two to use each other's phones anyways. So then why did you have that look of worry?

Jake knows you well, a little too well. But that's what you love about him. He can easily read all your emotions. One of the many things he picked up from dating you for almost two years now. But why would you care if he tried to get into your phone? Why would that worry you? All the possibilities run through head and his own worry begins to increase. He trusts you. He does.

So then why does the thought bother him throughout the entire day? Why does he bring it up during dinner later that night, when you're both cuddled on your sofa, slurping take-out ramen while rewatching your favorite k-drama under the thick blanket that you always keep in your living room for nights like these?

"Huh? Of course I've heard from Jay today, we had that conversation about that stupid meme you boys kept laughing about in the groupchat we're all in, didn't we?" You answer him when he asks if you've heard from Jay lately. You sit up from your warm spot under Jake's arm to put your empty bowl on the coffee table in front of you. When you lean back, you look up at him,

"Why do you ask?"

"Oh, it's nothing, just wondering," he says, avoiding your eyes by keeping his own trained on the series currently playing on your TV. This would be your third time rewatching this series together. He would never complain to you though, he knows how much you love it and if he were being honest, he was secretly attached to the characters—not that he would ever tell you, he would never hear the end of it from you and the boys.

"You're being weird. Just tell me, or did you forget that I can practically read your mind," you say with a giggle and shove to his side, the one you were currently warmly cuddled into. Jake wasn't the only one who learned how to read emotions; you could read him just as well as he could read you. And like you, that's one of the many things he loved about you. But maybe not in this case.

He toyed around with the contents inside his ramen bowl with his chopsticks.

"I just..." God, how does he word this? Why was he having trouble explaining it? You were the easiest person to talk to. To him, you were the only person he could tell everything to.

"Jaywastextingyouabunchearlier," he blurts out quickly, but not quickly enough for you to miss it.

He feels you shift under his arm. He feels the air in the room shift. Tension.

"What?" Now you're sitting upright, legs criss-crossed in front of you on the couch but turned, so your body is completely facing him. He mirrors you, sitting up to put his ramen bowl next to yours on the surface, but he stays facing the TV.

"Your phone kept going off because of him when you were showering," he says with a little more confidence. But inside, he was nervous as hell, the same nervous as when he asked you out for the first time many moons ago. But it's too late to back out now, he brought it up first, anyways. Guess we're having this conversation now, good going Jake!

"Is that why you tried unlocking my phone earlier? I mean I thought you were just trying to leave selfies on my phone like you always do but you were trying to read my texts?" You question, slightly raising your soft voice. He doesn't know how to react, he hates confrontation.

"It wasn't like that, Jay just kept spamming you and like I—why was he even texting you in the first place? Then your phone got disabled because you changed your password, which you never do by the way, so I–"

"I changed it because my little sister kept getting into my phone when I went to visit my family yesterday! Did you really think I was hiding something from you? You know I can text whoever I want, right? You don't own me."

Okay so now he's managed to make you angry. Good going Jake, part 2!

"Okay but what does Jay need from you so bad that he has to send you like 50 messages at once?" He's standing now. So are you, eyebrows furrowed together as you collect your bowls from the table.

Standing there, bowls in hand, you say, "Jake, that's none of your business! It wasn't even that big of a deal, I don't know why you felt the need to nosy around."

"Well, if he's texting you non-stop, then obviously it's a big deal! We wouldn't even be having this conversation if you would just tell me what you guys were talking about," he murmurs back, eyes narrowing. You scoff as you trail into your kitchen. He follows behind and stops at the other side at your kitchen island as you place the dirty dishes into the sink.

"No, we're having this conversation because you obviously don't trust me! It doesn't matter what we were talking about, it doesn't matter who I was texting! I could be texting your mother and I shouldn't have to tell you what we were talking about! That's why we're having this conversation," you say as you turn back to face him from the other end.

He hates this. He hates fighting with you (which is a very, very rare occasion). He hates that you think he doesn't trust you. He hates his insecurity eating at him, telling him to keep questioning you on why you and Jay were talking in the first place. He was aware that you were close with his friends, but it wasn't until the texts he realized just how close you are with them. It's not that he didn't trust you, he just didn't know how to act when it came to you and other guys. God knows how he got lucky enough to meet you, let alone date you, so the thought of him losing you to someone else actually terrified him. Not only were you his first real relationship, but he wanted you to be his first and only one in life. You were it for him.

"Why did he text you." He deadpans from his side of the kitchen.

You scoff with a hint of exasperation. "You're kidding me."

You stare at him. He stares back, quirking an eyebrow, as if restating the same question back, as if testing you.

You're fuming now. Why was he making it so hard? Why was he doubting you? Out of frustration, you start laughing, which scares him. That can't be good.

"Fine. You wanna know so bad? Take a look,"  you're one tone level away from screaming as you take your phone out of your pocket, unlock it, and open up your conversation with "bluejay park", sliding the phone across the island to reach him.

Jake stares at the phone which now lies there, unlocked, facing him. Isn't this what he wanted? It is, right? That's why he started this dreaded argument with you in the first place.

Then why does he feel so fucking awful?

He looks back up at you, to see you sighing and looking up at the ceiling, as if trying to force your forming tears back into your eyes.

Yup, he feels horrible.

"Happy? Happy to know we were just trying to plan a surprise birthday party for you but you and your jealously just had to know huh, Jake?" You quickly state, voice cracking, as you tried not to choke up. You weren't sad that he found out about the surprise. You were sad that it felt like he didn't trust you. That he thought you were the type of person to do god knows what behind his back. You hated the feeling of not being trusted. Especially by Jake, of all people.

"Fuck."

Jake's face (and heart) falls with the most broken expression you've ever seen. But you're too sad, angry, tired (a mix of all?) to care. Your only goal right now is to not let him see you cry.

You hurry past him, across your apartment, and into your bedroom, slamming the door behind you, leaving behind a shocked, and regretful, Jake.

His heart shrinks when he hears the door slam shut and a little more when he looks down at the still unlocked phone in front of him. He didn't have the heart in him to look at it anymore. Of course he trusted you, he knew what you said was the truth.

He mentally screams at himself for assuming the worst––for thinking that you, a literal angel, would betray him.  First, he thought he was losing you to someone else. Now, he was afraid he just lost you through his own actions. 

He hesitantly sulks over to your door, softly knocking when he reaches it.

"Y/N?"

No response.

"Y/N, I'm so sorry. I didn't know, I let my—”

"Jake just please leave me alone for now," he hears you painfully say from a distance, meaning you're on your bed. He knows the door's unlocked—the lock on your door hasn't been working for a long time now, despite the many times he tells you to talk to your landlord about it. But he doesn't find it in him to open it. He knows he messed up. If he saw you in there right now, crying, he wouldn't know what to do. He wouldn't know what he would to do himself, knowing he was the reason behind your tears.

He nods in silence, knowing you can't see him, but does so anyways and returns to his spot on the couch. He could leave right now, go back to the dorm with the rest of the guys, let you have your space like you wanted. But his heart hurts at the idea of leaving you sad, angry, or a combination of both. He can't leave this unresolved. He fucked up, he has to fix it.

And so he sits on your couch for another hour. The clock on the wall behind him continues to tick as the silent tension in your apartment continues to grow. When it hits 11pm and he's sure you've slumbered off into sleep, he quietly enters your room.

He can see your figure in the dark, your back facing the door as you're curled up into yourself under the comforter. He feels his heart drop a little more when he imagines you crying in that position from earlier. He slowly peels the comforter open and gets into his side of the bed, careful not to bother your sleeping figure.

Laying there, staring up at the ceiling, he's never felt more like a stranger in your bed. It's not that he hasn't slept over before, god knows he's probably slept over at your place more than he has in his own bed. But right now, in this moment, he just felt awful. Like he didn't deserve to be in such close proximity to you. How could he be deserving? He violated your privacy, made you feel like you weren't trusted, doubted your relationship.

These thoughts run through Jake's head as he stares up at your ceiling fan, wishing he could turn back time to a few hours ago, before he checked your phone, before he let his insecurities get to the best of him.

You can feel the dip he makes in the bed behind you when he gets in. Of course you're not asleep. There's no way sleep could reach you when you had the recent events constantly replaying in your head like a broken record.

You knew Jake with all your heart. You didn't have to look at him to know he was probably laying there, hurt, staring up at the ceiling, drafting what to say once you wake up—or once he knows you're actually still awake.

You decide to break the tension by turning to lay on your other side, facing him.

You were wrong. Thanks to the little sliver of moonlight shining through your sheer curtains, you can see him, now laying on his side, already looking at you with so much regret in his eyes. You can almost hear the cracks in your heart physically forming.

His eyes widen when he realizes you're still awake. He opens his mouth to say something, but not before you quickly shift over to his side of the bed and embrace him in a tight hold, burying your face into his chest. Without any hesitation, he returns the gesture, arms holding your body as close to him as possible. As if once he let go, he'd lose you forever.

He lets out a sigh of relief as he breathes you in. He didn't even know he was holding his breath all this time.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry Y/N," he mutters into your hair. He feels his hoodie getting wet from where you buried your face. He pulls you closer, if that's even possible, feeling his own eyes heating up with sadness. He would never forgive himself for making you feel this way.

"You know I trust you right? Please know that. I shouldn't have assumed the worst when I saw your phone. I...I let my insecurities get to the best of me."

You move your head from its home on his chest to look up at him, as if asking him to elaborate. This was new to you, you didn't know he held insecurities in your relationship. But it wasn't because of you, no, you were his entire world. Losing you meant losing everything.

Jake's never been the best at saying his feelings. That's why it took him so long (with the help of his six best friends) to finally confess how he felt about you. He was afraid of letting people in if they could easily walk out. Maybe that's why he never let anyone into his life before you. But oh, were you an exception. The second he met you, he knew he was fucked. But thank god he did, because thanks to you, he's been able to be more open, more vulnerable. He's able to talk to you about anything and everything. He doesn't have that same fear of losing people anymore, not when he has you in his life to reassure him every step of the way. But right now, in this moment, he doesn't know how to tell you that his new fear was, in fact, just losing you.

The sheer idea of you not being a part of his life anymore terrified him. 

"I hope you know you're never going to lose me Jake, if that's what you're insecure about," you softly mutter as you wrap your free arm that's not stuck in between both your bodies around him to gently play with the ends of his hair. It's as if you could read his mind, he loves that you know him so well.

"It just sucks that you could even think I would ever do something as awful as what you were assuming...with one of your closest friends nonetheless," you continue.

"I know. I know, and I feel terrible. I'm so sorry. I know you would never do anything remotely close to that, and I know you would never intentionally try to keep anything from me," he sighs. He shifts so he can lie down on his back, bringing you with him to lie on his chest, never letting you go once. "It's just...I just don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you Y/N. Everyday, I ask myself what heroic thing I must've done in my past life to deserve this life with you and I can't help but think you could just as easily be stripped away from me."

As much as your heart breaks listening to him rant, you feel your love for him grow even more. You knew how hard it was for him to put his true emotions into words, and him telling you this reminded you how much trust he had in you.

After some moments of silence, moments of him drawing random shapes onto your back, moments of you two just holding each other like it was the end of the world, you speak up.

"I love you. I'm sorry for making you doubt yourself—"

"No, it's not your fault, I can't help but think things like that. I just don't know what I did to deserve you, and I know that I need to be mo–"

"Babe let me finish," you say with a little giggle in your tone. He immediately stops and mutters a little "sorry". How cute, you tell yourself.

"I was gonna say," you look back up at him so you're making direct eye contact now. "You're the only one that's ever on my mind, Jake. I can't help the way you think, but I can assure you that there is no one else I would rather be with. And I mean that for the rest of life."

You snuggle back into the comfortable hoodie he's currently wearing (you make a mental note to yourself to steal it from him later) and decide to ease the tension,

"So you're stuck with me for life, sorry to inform you Mr. Sim."

Jake lets out a laugh, looking down at you to see you returning his smile with a cheeky one.

"I love you. So much," he says so sincerely, so genuinely, that you almost tear up again from how content you were. Now you were asking yourself, what did you do to deserve him?

Jake Sim is not a jealous person.

No, he just loves you.

A lot.