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freakyformula · 5 months ago

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Make You Mine

Summary: CEO!Fernando has had a secret crush on Y/N since she started working for him as an assistant. He finally makes the move to make her his.

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, age gap but not specified.

Word count: 3,3k

Y/N. My Y/N, my yearning and desire.

Absolutely divine.

I felt sick by my love for her, so much so that my pants felt tighter by the minute.

How could it be, that she, sets me into flames?

This wasn't supposed to happen, and yet, here we were.

Y/N completely overshadowed every woman I had ever been with. That was how she was... A ray of sunshine. She could make me laugh without even trying, and, dare I say it, had the ability to drive me mad with hunger.

Now, I want you to envision this; dark wooden floor with crisp white walls, a window view outside and a perfect view of my love on the other side of the glass wall, a Persian rug, a wooden desk in mahogany, an over-prized desk chair, a black leather sofa on the side of the room with a table in front, and a shelf with memorabilia and knick-knacks. Welcome to my office, in all its glory.

Her smaller desk was placed outside of my office with a perfect view of me, or of her, in my case.

As she always does, she takes note of everything about me, and when I stand up from my desk, she walks into my room, I can only assume she had noticed my absent-mindedness through the glass windows as I stood looking out into the periphery.

"Nando? Are you ok?" She asks while closing the door behind her, with that adorable smile of hers, innocent as a child. And without a warning in advance, she leaps into my arms, like a gazelle, entangling her fingers with my locks.

This had been going on for a while. Stolen gazes, touches and words that I would regret saying after saying them.

I can't help looking at her perfectly shaped face, framed by her hair. My eyes wander down along her body, and she must have noticed my distracted gaze, and leans back, exposing her clothed chest, giggling as I feel my limbs going numb.

What is it with her that almost brings me to tears? You know, the kind of tears that only lovers drop. The night before, I had been lying in bed, with fantasies about her in my head. I tried to come up with a plan on how to seduce her, and finally, be close with my love, her, that is.

I walk with her in my arms to the sofa, and carefully let her down on the couch, with me following.

I knew that what we had was special, and I prayed to the gods above that she felt the same way, and finally, she was in my arms, willingly, may I add. Maybe my prayers were answered, after all.

The things I wanted to do to her, I'm not going to describe here and now, I'll leave that to you.

As we sat on my sofa, her parted lips and glimmering eyes were 10 centimetres from my face, at most. I felt her warm body against mine and I couldn't help shuddering feverishly while moving a strand of hair behind her ear.

I hear her cords vibrating a barely audible chuckle out of her. "Now what, Nando?" She asked, and I still couldn't make out if her expression meant she was curious or nervous. After all, nervousness and feeling curious goes hand in hand, it's in our nature, but it seems to be exceptionally strong when it comes to her.

What I did notice though, was that adorable smile of hers, impatiently waiting for an answer. "Hmmm, what now, Y/N. What do you want?" I countered, the words were meant to come out teasingly but they rather came out as a barely touchable tingle.

"No, no, Nando. (Dios mio, if she used that nickname again, I would surely implode from lust. Anyway, back to the story...) That's not how this works. What do you want?" She asked, and this time, I could tell she was genuinely curious.

It was her job as my assistant. To help, serve, and guide. I wasn't surprised that she said what she said. On the contrary. This was Y/N in a nutshell, to be selfless, always putting herself last. Honestly, it killed me, to see her neglected like this.

I slowly slide my thumb along her cheek, supporting her face against my hand. I have to admit, I was a little worried that she'd pull away and run off. Maybe, if I rushed things, I would never see her again.

"Just... This." I say, with newfound confidence. And with that, I place a light kiss on her cheek. I swear I could feel her pressing herself against me as she sat neatly in my knee.

But quicker than I could possibly even react, she was out of my hands, once again. Skipping away, with that smile, god that smile... It wasn't just her beautiful mouth, it was her whole face that beamed at me. I sincerely hope that I wasn't just imagining things because I'm convinced that the realisation of her being like this to everyone would kill me.

The devil himself must've realised that I needed her in order to ease the pain if he wanted to keep me as his toy, and gave me her as a reward. Her doing this was cruel, and I would feel seasick with wrath as I looked into her stormy and wild, and yet so calm and kind eyes.

My romantic soul is swelling with love as I see her sit down at her desk outside my office. She sat there, pouting her lips as she talked on the phone, chewing on her nails in boredom, a bad habit of hers that I noticed the first day of her working here, and the glances she would give me whenever she felt like it.

Around lunch, I had enough. "Y/N, would you mind coming in here for a second?" I ask urgently while I close the blinds. Her dimples that appeared when I said those words made me even more confident in my choice. "Please, sit."

And she does, without question, like a good girl. She looks around the room, scanning my expression as I place myself on the other end of the sofa. She finds today's paper and starts turning the pages in hopes of finding something to show me. Shamelessly, she lifts her legs and effortlessly, places them over my legs. Her knees were grinding impatiently against themselves as she read the articles, sometimes aloud, and I pretended to be interested but in reality, there was nothing that I wanted more than to destroy her.

I was in a haze of lust, on the brink of madness. We were deliciously and wonderfully alone, no one would notice if I took her right now, but I had to refrain from the overwhelming lust.

As a Dobermann, I guarded her, making sure she didn't escape or get abducted by her... I mean our, colleagues.

"I want you to have dinner with me tonight." I said with a rushed tone while she still read the paper, holding it close to her face and squinting her eyes. It didn't seem like she heard me at first, but when her eyes widened and her head turned to look at me, I got the confirmation I needed, she had definitively heard me.

"It's a free country, what if I refuse?" She teases.

"Come on, I know you won't."

"Hmmm, you're right."

My member was already twitching beneath her legs, and with every move she made it all worse, and I had to disguise my grunts as a headache.

"Good. I'll pick you up at...?" I question her.

She considers my question carefully, calculating how long she needs to get ready... For me. "I'll be ready at 7. Aren't you gonna ask where I live?" She asks.

"No need, I already know." I reassure her.

She gives me a faint smile, and nervously fidgets with her fingers. It is impossible to not notice, and feel sorry for her. I observe her as all of her emotions are painted on her perfect face. Poor, innocent Y/N, she was really struggling to make out what this meant. I, on the other hand, had already made out a plan.

As the workday came to an end, thank god, I walked out of my room and said my goodbyes to her, and made sure we understood each other. Tonight, at 7, I would pick her up for dinner. "Oh, no need to dress up, I certainly won't." I concluded our conversation.

When I got home, I sat down on my spacious sofa, thinking of my actions, slightly panicking. What the fuck had I done? I asked my assistant for what was a date, essentially. If anyone found out about this, I would be banished from every company I knew of for life, I thought to myself.

A cold shower later, and I walked up to my closet to find something to wear. Now this was a hard task. I had to look presentable, like I made an effort to look good, but casual. After all, I told her to not dress up. A white tee and dress pants paired with a blazer would suffice.

I would consider myself a very punctual person, and so I was tonight too. In my fog of thoughts, I had missed that the clock was already half past six, and I needed to get moving. I get out to the garage and look over the collection of cars. Which one would she prefer, is the question. I settle on the SUV Mercedes.

This beautiful creature. She didn't walk, she strutted forward to my car as I waited for her outside her apartment complex. The devils' resourcefulness showed as she was dressed in a black dress, and her hair flowed in the wind. I got a whiff of her delicious perfume and instantly felt that familiar feeling, the one that I would often feel whenever I was near her. Lust. And it drove me crazy with desire. I needed her, and I yearned for her love.

I walk up to her and give her the tightest of embraces without risking to hurt her. She rests her head against my beating chest and closes her eyes.

The way we stood could have turned some heads, but I saw no one in the vicinity. I felt cruel when I parted our hug. "You look great!" I smile down at her.

"Thanks!" She answers as I open the passenger door for her and help her in.

As I walk around the car, I follow how she's glancing at me, and with a tremor, I already regarded her as mine. And I would do anything to keep it that way. Truly, it was enough to make me feral with need.

"You okay?" She asks as I drive away from the mid-century apartment block.

"Why do you ask?" I chuckle nervously, while shifting in my seat. Her words came out with a teasing tone, which only spurred my desperation.

"I don't know, you seem... Different." She says, while nibbling on her little finger.

"I am different, I'm outside work, I'm free from obligations, Y/N." I say with a stern tone, and I swear, I didn't mean for it to come out that way, it just did. I glance at her, and she just nods to herself, with her arms crossed.

There is a moments silence, before she breaks the silence. "Where are we going, boss?"

Her use of that word makes me break out into laughter, and I turn to look at her again, and there she is, real and alive, laughing at me... With me. I would have blamed her if we drove off the road at that moment, because I had no concept of either time or space, as she was the only thing I saw. My beautiful Y/N. If she only knew how long I've waited for her.

The car ride came to an end quicker than I thought, somehow it seemed like time sped up whenever she was close. I had picked out one of my personal favourites, Traviata, a tiny greek restaurant owned by a dark haired lady called Iro. I had known Iro and her restaurant for years by this point, and me and her had gotten very acquainted.

I parked neatly outside and got out, as did she, much to my dismay. I would have insisted on opening the door for her but we were both starving, so I let it go, but only this time. I did get to open the door to the restaurant though, and I lead her inside. I take a look around the establishment, it was a relatively calm day, a couple of guests were seated near the windows, overlooking the city. Iro and her son instantly recognized me, and I walked up to them with my date in close tow and Iro, being the extraordinary woman that she is, instantly noticed that I wasn't alone.

"What is this, Alonso, a woman?" Iro asked with a smile, and placed a light kiss on each of my loves' cheeks while Alexander came up behind and placed his arm around me while sporting a cheeky smile. Were they seriously this surprised that I brought a girl out to dinner? Iro couldn't stop peppering her with praise either.

"About time he finds someone to spend the rest of his life with!" Iro exclaims while waving her arms in the air. "And have pretty babies!" Alexander adds to the embarrassment, and I can't help the redness spreading all over my face. "Y/N and I are here for dinner, can I have my usual booth please?"

Iro chuckles, "Of course." and leads us to our table. The booth was relatively hidden away from other guests, which was exactly what I wanted. Privacy, and away from lingering eyes.

"How did you find this place, Nando?" If she used that nickname again, I would shoot my load here and now. "It's not exactly..."

"Famous? I know, but Iro makes the most delicious food, I promise."

She gives me one of those smiles, the kind that would give me butterflies, and continues, "I trust you." She whispers as she creeps closer to my ear.

As the night progresses, we get more comfortable in each others presence, and her change in the way she looked at me was noticeable. She would cast me looks that would make my heart rate pick up, but now, her gaze could result in a fatal heart attack on my part.

"So, you done?" I ask, pointing to her almost empty plate, only a few green olives remained which she refused to eat. Apparently, she hated olives. I made a mental note of that.

She nods, "So, what now?" She asks teasingly, in her childish tone.

"What now..." I ask myself... Getting lost in her eyes, resting my face in my palms. When I come out of my haze, she is still there, beaming at me, not frightened by my lack of expression. "My place?" I say, without thinking of how my words must have come out to her.

She hums, concidering my proposition. "Sure, but I don't fuck on the first date." She quickly points out, holding her finger up to my face.

I hold my hands up in defeat, I never even concidered claiming her on the first date. In my wet dreams I might have taken her before we even made it to the first date, but in reality, I wanted to wait for things to develop. Even though the thought of her naked in my bed was tempting, I had to admit.

"Iro, bill please!" I wave my hand at her. When I'm done paying, much to her dramatic demonstrations; turns out, she insisted to pay for herself. I was better at insisting, though.

When we get into the car, we both sigh contently.

"You were right, Iro does make the best greek food around here!" She smiles.

"Best in the city." I start the car, and drive off.

I've already made a habit of opening her all doors, and so I do when we get back to my house.

"Wow." She whispers just high enough for me to hear. "I didn't know you lived like this." She says, looking up at me and back at the house. The building was more of a mansion, it was an old manor from the end of the 1800s. The manor overlooked a small lake and gazebo overlooking said lake, which conveniently also happened to come with the house when I bought it. But that's besides the point. She never knew just how wealthy or well off I was. The fact that I was the CEO of an internationally successful company must have given her some clues.

"Let's get you inside, it's getting chilly." I say with a caring tone.

She audibly gasps when we make it inside, admiring the grandness of my house. The marble floors of my hallway, or dark wooden floor in the kitchen. She walked ahead of me with a gape, which made me giggle. She didn't seem to notice though, no, she was busy exploring my home, like a burglar looking for a jackpot. "Right, here." I show her to the main living room, and escort her to the sofa. "Please, sit."

"Something to drink?" I ask as I walk to the bar.

"Depends on what you have to offer."

I look inside the mini fridge, "sparkling water, coke, sprite, dr pepper, white wine, red wine, rose..." and then I look under the bar, "and every alcoholic beverage you can think of." I smile, rather proudly, not that being an alcoholic is anything to be proud of.

She looks at me, with a questioning look on her face, as if she wasn't sure what she just heard. She quietly emits a "uh" before she speaks again. "A coke will do." She smiles, and gives me a reassuring nod.

I bend down to the mini fridge to get two cokes, one for her, and one for me, and I place myself next to her in the sofa.

Our gazes meet, and I in my naive and romantic soul, felt our love blooming. Childish and idiotic fantasies! I thought to myself, and got out of my thoughts, once again, to reality. The truth is, she did look at me with much adoration, almost to the point of thinking that what we had was special. I lean in slightly to catch a whiff of her perfume, and if a smell could be described in looks, her perfume would be a reincarnation of her... Perfect. Her scent was so angelic, I had to go in for a second whiff, and I felt my pants growing tighter as I did. I catch a glimpse of her and she is staring at me mischeviously while sipping on her bottled coca cola.

"Gray hair!" She exclaims and pulls it out, with a couple of strands of hair coming loose with her pinch. "Ow!" I retort, not that it made much difference to her adorable wit. She would easily do the same thing again.

Her giggles stop as soon as I grab her waist, pulling her body onto me. She stared at me, in all her glory, with the biggest eyes I had ever laid my eyes on. "Y/N..." I start, not knowing what to say next.

"Shhh, I know, Nando." She finishes.

And as if by a miracle, the gap closes, and our mouths clash into an explosive crescendo. My heart is clapping out of my chest, and I'm sure she felt my heartbeats all the way to my mouth.

The fact that she made me this nervous must mean that she's special. She is the one. My one and only.

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f-oighear · 2 months ago

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NOVA! THIS IS SO!!

This is gorgeous! They're so pretty in your style!! Nebra's poof of hair. the literal sparkles in her eyes. It is perfect. And Zora. Pretty boy. I'm also loving that Nebra sparkles on a pretty, pink background. Clearest indication that Zora is having A Moment. (some sort of cardiac failure too it seems with the badum background fhdfhjds)

Anyway. This is the love triangle of FFAC. Confirmed. Zora —❤️-> Nebra —❤️-> The crocs —💀-> Zora

Look at them!! The disasters. They're so. I love them. I'm glad you're enjoying your read too! It means a lot 🥺

[BC Fic: Formula for a Crush]

“All he could focus on, all he could see and hear clearly was Nebra, and the damning realization that…—”

A small gift for @kalolasfantasyworld and @f-oighear 💖 FFAC is one of my current favorite bc fics and chp.15 had me giggling and kicking my feet, so I decided to make fanart for it!

If you like Zora/Nebra check out their fic! It’s REALLY fun, and so amazingly written. It made me love the ship! (modern AU, formula 1 AU)

#black clover #ffac #formula for a crush #i spent. a lot of time trying to put my thoughts in order #at first my head was blank only '!!!!!'#it's still not very ordered but um yes. in a nutshell this is gorgeous and i'm glad you're enjoying the fic!

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normanssurvivalsite · 1 year ago

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The Prince

(Alastor x prince of hell!reader)

"HOLLLLYYY FUCKING SHIT (Y/N) (Y/N) (Y/N) GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER WE ARE VISITING CHARLIEEEE" yelled your dad while bursting into your room.

You looked up at your dad startled.

"Thats great, but why are you yelling?" You asked while raising your eyebrow.

"BECAUSE WE ARE GOING NOW COME OOONNN" he continued yelling while taking your hand and dragging you out of your room and off you guys were to the Hazbin Hotel.

When you arrived your dad almost run in before you told him to tone it down he is still the king of hell who has to keep up a certain image.

This was your relationship in a nutshell. You were not at all like your father and older sister. You were calm and collected and were there to calm them down. And why you stuck with your dad? Because he was broken after your mother left and you kind of got stuck being his mental support.

You never blamed Charlie for leaving you had the chance you do that as well but you decided to stay.

Your dad entered the hotel and immediately hugged Charlie. You just calmly walked in after him.

"OOOHHHHHH YOU BROUGHT (Y/N)" yelled Charlie as well excitedly and gave you the same bone crushing hug your dad gave her earlier.

"Yeah...'m here...sis....cant...breathe" you tried to get a sentence out.

"OH yeah of course sorry"

"Its fine Im happy to see you Charlie" you smiled at her while dusting your button up shirt.

After this encounter Charlie introduced you to the rest of the residents including her girlfriend, who you were delighted to meat since Charlie always rented about her when you guys would talk.

But of course your dad managed to make that encounter awkward as well to which you just sighed a little.

Unbeknownst to you a certain radio demon had his eyes on you from the moment you entered. It was one thing that your attire was something he himself would wear and it suited your figure perfectly, quite old fashioned just like he liked it, but when he saw that seemingly you were the distinguished one in the family you have won his interest.

The way you held yourself with a straight back chin up, truly befitting a prince. He noticed that you seem to either calm down or hint to your father on how to act. It was a sight to behold for sure.

"And this here-" started Charlie nearing the stairs where Alastor appeared. "-oh, this is Alastor our beloved building manager"

"Its a pleasure to meet you sir quite the pleasure" said Alastor while shaking Lucifers hand and wiping it in his coat after.

Not paying a second more of his attention on your father he looked immediately to you.

"And this magnificent creature is the prince of hell himself I'm sure" he said while taking your hand and softly kissing your knuckles.

Your face got a bit read while he straightened back up eye contact never leaving.

"I am, it is a pleasure to meet you sir, I quite enjoy your radio podcast" you managed to get out after re-gaining your composure.

What you said was true, though. You enjoyed his brodcast, his voice, and interestingly enough your taste in music was similar, the jazz part at least.

Alastors eyes lit up at that.

"Indeed? Well I'm honored the prince of hell himself enjoys what I do, and please do call me Alastor." he smiled at you and took one of your hands in both of his while you guys just stared at each other.

"Should we do something ooor...?" Whispered angel to Husk.

However the cat was to stunned to speak. He has never seen Alastor act like this with anyone before. The radio demon was literally flirting with the prince of hell.

"WOOOOWWW ooookkkkk nononono lemme just...squeeze in here" said your father while standing between you and Alastor which was almost impossible thats how close you two stood to each other but he managed.

"If you don't mind I believe my daughter was about to show us the hotel so see ya later" said your dad hastily while pushing you away from the overlord.

"Oh, no, we built the hotel together we should show it together, right Charlie?" Grinned Alastor at the princesse

"...Ok"

"I wouldn't mind at all to show the lovely little prince around" he smiled at you and offered you his arm which you gladly took.

All this while Lucifer was glaring daggers at Alastors back as you two walked off chatting happily.

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WOOOOOOWWWW LOOK AT ME POSTING AGAIN YEAAHHHHH WHAT CAN I SAY I HAVE A PROBLEM

And you bitches too I literally uploaded my Hazbin Hotel posts minutes ago and yall are eating it up already.

I mean ofc thank you sm for all the love (🥹🧡) but DAMN yall good? Anyone need a therapist?

Haha, just kidding...we all do.

ANYWAAAYSSS

I HAVE SOOO MANY MORE IDEAS AND I CANT WAIT TO WRITE THEM AND SHARE THEM WITH YOU GUYS.

I'm also thinking about writing a pt.2 for this so lemme know if yall would be interested😎

I hope you enjoyed your reading ladies, gentleman and others, good afternoon good evening and goodnight🧡🦖

#male reader #hazbin x you #hazbin x reader #hazbin alastor #hazbin alastor x reader

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in1-nutshell · 6 months ago

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IN1-NUTSHELL DROP TFONE OPHELIA AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!!

Introducing TFONE Ophelia!

Hope you enjoy!

TF1 Version of Ophelia

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Mention of injury, Angst, Cybertronian reader

TF1

It was rare for a sparkling to end up down in the mines.

Most who did ended up running away or getting crushed.

The ‘luckier’ ones were found by supervisors and taken away.

None of the miners ever saw them again.

But this one was special.

Not just because they were probably one of the smallest sparklings they had ever seen.

But because they had lifted up a full cart of energon over their helm and threw it.

The miners were vaguely aware that 1 percenters existed, but never actually seen one.

There was no telling what the supervisors would do.

For once, the miners agreed to keep the 1 percenter with them.

Maybe they would help out around when they got older and taller.

Strength was needed in the mines.

After a bit of babysitting, the sparkling finally found the bots she liked the most.

Two miners, D-16 and Orion Pax.

Well, more D-16, but Orion was always with him, so they were a package deal.

D does not know why the sparkling chose him, but he isn’t complaining.

She could fit in his servo easy, adorable optics and the cutest smile he had ever seen.

Orion was also her favorite.

Orion was the bot who actively played with her.

It was a little rough for D’s liking.

D-16 walking into the hall. D-16: “Orion I need—PAX WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” The sparkling was on top of one of the higher bunks with Orion at the bottom with his servos ready to catch the sparkling if she fell. Orion: “Relax D, she’s just a bit curious.” D-16: “That does not explain why she is so high! Move I’m getting her!” Orion grabs D’s shoulder. Orion: “Ophelia’s fine D, but you scaring her is going to make her fall.” D-16: “Ophelia?” Orion: “Yeah, I tried out some names while you were out. She seems to like that name. Isn’t that right Ophelia!” Ophelia’s helm turned to the two bots and immediately starts chirping at them both happily. D-16: “I was thinking on Maxima or Ironhold… but Ophelia does sound better.” Orion puffs his chassis a bit with pride as he goes to pick up the sparkling and giving her to D. D-16 smiles at her. D-16: “You miss me, Ophelia?” Ophelia: “D!” Both mech’s jump at the sound. Orion: “Did she just…” Ophelia: “D! D! D!” D-16 smiles even more, cuddling the sparkling closer to his chassis.

As the years passed by, Ophelia grew a bit before stopping shortly around their knee joints.

Safe to say it was official, Ophelia was a minibot.

As she grew older, she ended up persuading D, and Orion to let her help out with the mines.

She wanted to help.

Elita soon caught wind of this and immediately took the mini under her wing and squad.

Minibot or not, Ophelia was a 1 percenter and could help in big ways.

Ophelia ended up working with cargo placements and on the occasion helped with the entrance of tunnels collapsing.

Give the minibot a jetpack and a sturdy rock, she could stabilize the tunnel’s entrance for almost a whole minute before crashing down.

D hated whenever she had those jobs.

Even more when supervisors ordered it and not Elita.

Elita at least understood that Ophelia had limitations, the guards couldn’t care less.

Ophelia and D end up teaming up on Orion many times whenever he tries to bring up some sort of crazy idea.

In response, Orion brings the minibot with him.

D has near spark attacks when this happens.

D-16 is standing in front of Orion and Ophelia; his arms crossed and had a disappointed look on his face. D-16: “I told you both going after those slugs was more trouble than what it’s worth.” Ophelia: “But—” D-16 look makes her stop. The mech’s attention turns to Orion. D-16: “She could have gotten hurt Pax. She’s still a youngling and doesn’t know any better.” Orion: “I was watching her D. Do you think I’d let something bad happen to her?” D-16: “Its not that I don’t trust you—” Orion: “Then what is it?” D-16: “I’m just worried my daughter is going to pick up your bad influence of jumping off building and messing with protocol!” The words sink in for all three bots. Ophelia: “…Do… do you really see me like that D?” D-16 considers lying for a second but decides against it. D-16: “Yes… I understand if—OOF!” Ophelia, though barely reaching the bots knee joints, hugged his legs tightly. D-16 blinks before gently rubbing her helm with his servo. Orion: “Primus I wish I could take a picture. This is adorable.” D-16: “And you ruined the moment.”

From then on, D-16 makes it a rule that if Ophelia were to go with Orion, to let him know.

He knows roughly about half of the outings.

Orion just wants some quality time with his niece, trying to get her out of her shell.

Orion while he goes through the archives, always brings back data slugs or chips on Cybertron’s history for Ophelia.

Even picks up little Megatronus Prime or Micronus Prime decals.

The day of the race arrives.

Ophelia was told to go find some seats by D before the pair left.

She never makes it to the stands because she gets called to the cargo hold to help load some cargo.

Ophelia stops her work seeing the screen with her father and uncle in the race.

Her optics do not leave the screen.

Too bad she couldn’t see the rest of it before someone pushed her into a nearby trash shoot.

Screaming all the way down while trying to grab onto something.

She was stuck in the scrap until something pulled her out.

It was a yellow bot, not too older than her.

He was just as surprised as her seeing a bot down here.

Ophelia explained that she needed to get back to her family.

The bot, B-127, suggested waiting for a supervisor, but they rarely came down to sublevel 50.

Ophelia, feeling literally down in the dumps, figured talking to him wouldn’t be so bad.

After a couple of hours there is more crashing.

B-127 keeps Ophelia behind him as he goes to look.

It was Orion and D-16.

Ophelia spots them and runs over. Ophelia: “Dad! Orion!” Ophelia jumps straight into D’s arms hugging him. D-16: “Ophelia? What are you doing here?” Orion: “How did you get down here?” B-127: “She said some bot upstairs pushed her in. Hi! I’m Ophelia’s friend! I’m B-127!”

Alpha Trion’s message is found and the quest to the surface has been made.

Ophelia, as much as she was scared of the surface, put on a brave face and claimed she wanted to go.

D-16, surprisingly agrees, but it wasn’t like he was going to leave her by herself.

Ophelia clings between D and Orion’s back.

She is clinging for dear life during the entirety of the train scene.

Only let’s go and stands up like everyone else once they all reach the surface.

Then the mountain starts coming to the train.

B picks up Ophelia like a football and runs.

Everyone gets flung from the train.

B-127, D-16, Elita and Orion groan as they stand up and get ready to follow the map. D-16 suddenly looks around. D-16: “Wait! Where’s Ophelia!?” Ophelia: “Up here!” The group looks up to one of the taller rock formations. Ophelia is clinging on the edge to dear life. D-16: “Ophelia!” B-127: “How did you get up there?” Ophelia: “I grew a T-cog and turns out I’m a Seeker.” B-127: “Really?” Ophelia: “OBVIOUSLY NOT! SOMEONE GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!”

It takes a good couple of minutes to get her down.

Reveal of the Quintessons.

Grips D’s servo a bit too hard as Orion and B nearly get caught by the scanner.

Finding the Prime’s.

Ophelia consoles D as they both kneel in front of the fallen helm of Megatronus Prime.

Meeting Alpha Trion.

Witnessing what happened to the Primes and what Sentinel had been doing.

Ophelia stays by Alpha Trion’s side when D talks about off-lining Sentinel.

It got her a bit nervous.

Floored when she hears about Sentinel stealing their cogs and in return, they all get cogs.

Going downhill, everyone is trying out their transformations. D-16: “How do we use these things!” Ophelia tries using her cog. She feels something happening. Ophelia: “I think I got—” CLANK! Ophelia’s helm got tucked in. Ophelia: “I CAN’T SEE!” Orion in the same position: “ME NEITHER!”

Ophelia is still small (she got Micronus’s cog) but could feel the cog in her chassis.

Transforms into a small rover.

Feels something wrong with her father the way he talked slowly to Orion.

Reassures Orion that she would fix him.

The group gets kidnapped by the High Guard.

Fangirls with B seeing and naming each guard member she can see.

Screams when D starts fighting Starscream.

She ended up getting pushed and shoved everywhere until a pair of servos picked her up.

It was Soundwave.

He had perched her up on his shoulder so she could have a better view.

She didn’t know whether to be grateful or not seeing the canon now shoved at Starscream’s face.

She shared the same scared look that Orion had.

Arachnid and her army arrived.

Ophelia fair well, catching many bots off guard with her strength.

Even managing to save some of the High Guard’s members in the process.

But ultimately gets tased and captured with D and B.

Ophelia is placed with much heavier sets of cuffs than the energy binds the others had.

Internally screaming for D to get back down once he stands up.

Sentinel is about to slap him, until his optics land on her.

The Prime roughly grabs her by the back of the neck cables and drags her to the front of the room.

Ophelia tries to raise her helm, but a harsh punch sends it back down.

D yells and tries to get her.

He is restrained.

Ophelia’s audials are a bit muffled, but the distinct sound of a sword being retracted is clear.

The Prime enjoys brandishing his sword and letting it drag slowly to the shaking minibot.

D-16: “Leave her out of this Sentinel! She has nothing to do with this!” Sentinel raises his sword. Sentinel: “Oh but my Dear D-16. In my perfect world, there is no need for 1 percenters.” The false Prime then goes to strike. D-16: “NO!” The sword had stopped centimeters away from her face. The sword instead cuts her bindings. Ophelia tries to stand on her bad pede. D-16: “Wh-what?” Sentinel: “I’m letting her go.” The crowd looked at him in surprise. Ophelia finally manages to stand up straight. Sentinel: “Kidding!” With that Sentinel Prime kicked the minibot with full force out the balcony. It happened so fast no one heard the minibot scream. D-16: “OPHELIA!”

Ophelia falls out of the balcony and straight to the city below.

D yells in anguish as he sees Ophelia disappear from view and more when Sentinel brandishes him.

Thankfully, Ophelia had managed to stick a servo on the side of a nearby building, stopping her rough decent.

Her servos and pedes were dented but at least she was alive.

She tried to climb back up but nearly fell again as the building shook.

Did a train crash into it?

She tries climbing again but spots two other figures fall out.

It was D and Sentinel.

With enough bravery that would make Orion proud, she jumped on the false Prime’s back as the three of them began to tumble down.

Ophelia made sure to punch holes straight into his dense armor.

Suddenly she was flung backwards and into the sea of spectators.

She looked up and briefly made eye contact with D, who looked so relief before a murderous look overcame him.

He started for the Prime.

What could she do?

Ophelia tried to make her way to the stage when Orion had arrived to intervene.

She stared in horror as D-16 shot to Sentinel before Orion took the hit.

Ophelia couldn’t believe what was happening.

But thankfully D was there to catch him.

Everything was going to be okay.

…

Ophelia didn’t remember screaming, nor did she remember hitting several bots feet away as they tried to get her from going to close to the edge.

She followed Elita and B to try and stop him from doing any more harm after ripping Sentinel in half.

After naming himself Megatron.

The blast from Optimus’s ascension made her go back into the crowd with Elita and B.

Ophelia tried to run back to Megatron and Optimus, but the crowds were panicked and wild.

She was even lucky enough to remain in one piece.

The minibot witnessed Optimus banishing Megatron from Iacon.

She could see the slight tears coming from Megatron’s face.

To witness him call the High Guard to follow him.

No mentions of her name.

Not even an attempt to ask where she was.

A part of Ophelia wanted to go with him.

Of course she did, he was still her Dad.

She didn’t want to leave him alone.

… But somewhere deep in her spark told her to stop.

Not to take another step.

…Ophelia could only hope that listening to the feeling was the right thing…

Later that evening Ophelia was walking past her old recharging station. She carefully traced the Megatronus decal on D-16’s pod. Optimus: “Ophelia?” Ophelia jumped a bit, not used to Orion—no, Optimus’s voice. Ophelia: “Optimus.” The Prime stood next to her, both looking sadly at the decals. Ophelia couldn’t take it anymore and crumbled on the ground letting out a sob. Optimus knelt and scooped her into his arms. Ophelia knew she probably dented the new Prime’s frame a bit with her hug, but right now she didn’t care. Ophelia: “I want him back! I want him back! Orion please!” The minibot could feel the Prime’s tears on her helm and a gently shake. Maybe someday he would come back… Meanwhile Megatron had finished his little shrine in his habsuite. A shrine for Ophelia. His sparkling that was murdered by the Prime. Megatron whispers: “Sleep well Ophelia. We will meet again; I swear to you.”

#transformers x reader #maccadam #bot buddy #transformers one x platonic reader #transformers one x reader #transformers one #ophelia #tf1 ophelia

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lilyblueside · 1 month ago

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tsc in a nutshell:

i scrape my raven black hair out of my face and look into the mirror. storm grey orbs stare back at me. the bang of my bedroom door startles me from my thoughts and i whip around.

david wymack stands in the doorframe with a cigarette hanging from his scowling mouth. he throws a duffel bag onto my unmade bed and takes a long drag on his cigarette.

"hurry up and pack. he's here." he grunts at me.

"who's here?" i ask in a thick french accent.

"your new owner," wymack says through a haze of smoke. "times are tough. i've sold you to the trojans."

i stare in disbelief, my mouth open in shock as my biggest exy crush appears in the doorway - jeremy knox.

#the sunshine court #the golden raven #jean moreau #jeremy knox #jerejean #has this been done yet

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kneelingshadowsalome · 1 year ago

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Genuinely so obsessed with the ask you answered about reader being associated with König’s childhood bullies and coming back years later to try and make amends……. I need the angst, the drama, the nasty disgusting degrading sex, the absolute turmoil on both of their parts 😭 I am starving for this, the way you portray König especially there is exactly how I’ve always envisioned him in my mind!!!!!! And then with reader desperately trying to make him happy now out of guilt and her crush that’s grown 10x since she saw him in school, delusionally hoping and believing there’s a *relationship* between them and she can fix what she thinks she allowed to happen back then 10 years after the fact, while König is constantly fighting himself to not fall for reader despite his own buried crush resurfacing, and convincing himself he’s only using her to release stress and tension after assignment while simultaneously holding so much resentment for her and her sheer proximity to the people that tormented him back then, I am foaming at the mouth for the toxic dynamics to be found there !!!!!!!!! The old him begging to fulfill some childish need to have her, while this new monstrous version of himself only wants to watch her suffer to repent for how he had to suffer !!!!!!!!!!!!

I know right?! I’m obsessed with this too!

I’m so here for the toxic relationship dynamic (sue me), also me and @bucca2/@wordstome had a whole conversation about this yesterday because König would bend over backwards to self sabotage this shit.

(The following is mainly a summary from our brainstorm session from last night + I have bucca to thank for the precious meme at the end, it’s König in a nutshell with his high school crush lol)

First of all our girl is sooo in love. She was in love when they were young, but now? She’s a goner, König is out of this world. He's so handsome, so confident, the epitome of cool if there ever was one... and God, would you look at those muscles?

Now she can finally drool all over him but back then, what was she to do? As the shy one of the clique, she always tried to avoid attention; she could never have endured what König did. Perhaps it was cowardly of her, but she really was just scared. She could only dream about him from afar, and in her dreams, they would both change schools due to their parents moving or something... Ending up in the same area, finally getting to be together like it was a miracle, Deus ex Machina.

Her silly dreams never came true, but it looks like they're coming to fruition now. And this time, she's going to make everything better! Now that they're both grown up and free from their tormentors she can finally admit that she has feelings for him, feelings that are only sparked fast aflame when she sees the man he has become.

And König can’t stand it.

Where was she when he was odd and scrawny? Where was she when he cried himself to sleep over her?? Of course she wants him now that he’s big, independent and menacing, an odd nerd who discovered guns and gym... He thought she was better than this.

Deep inside, he’s still like this:

...but we just need to forget about it because König is NOT going to fold for this girl.

He’s not.

And the sex is so NASTY. Bordering on degrading, König wants to be a gentleman when it comes to ladies, but this one? This one he wants to fuck like he paid for her. She brings out the beast in him, and he finds himself asking her to get on her knees and blow his cock on some filthy cruise... Fucks her like he doesn’t love her, and she’s absolutely lovestruck, when did König become so mean? (God, that she loves him)

Trying not to fall in love with her (as if he ever fell out), König is so incredibly mad at this girl – is this what she wanted this whole time? A buff jerk who fucks her doggystyle until her knees bleed, who gives her the bare minimum, who barely even calls her when he’s away? (He has to physically restrain himself from doing that because of course he’d like to hear her pick up the phone with pure hope in her voice)

While changing his tactics and devising a plot to make her pay, König doesn’t even understand that he’s falling fast for her again while becoming now (seemingly) the best version of himself. It's only to dump her later, of course. He's just being nice so that she'll cry over losing him later. He brings her flowers, eats her out for hours, getting sick satisfaction from the way she cries about how it’s the best sex she’s ever had. He’s going to bring her to her knees, in more ways than just one... She’s going to remember him for the rest of his life when he rearranges her guts, ruining her for any other man.

König is becoming the thing he hates the most while she’s learned her lesson, now wearing her heart on her sleeve. No more shame and secrets, she’s not afraid to tell him how she feels! How she always had a small crush on him… And not even that small… How she loved to hear his presentations, no matter what silly subject they were about because he had actually done his research. How she could’ve swooned when his voice changed. After a short breaking period, he started to talk lower than anyone else in the class, earning himself more of that bullying because he sounded so manly at such a young age.

König is about to burst a blood vessel when hearing all this: she had a crush on him back then? What the actual fuck??

And then come the cuddles, the slow mornings, the coffee and toast, the showering together… She leaves her toothbrush in his place, and it stares at him accusingly from the side of the sink. She wears his t-shirts and looks absolutely gorgeous, mouth-watering and sweet in them. His sexy little minx, the one who didn’t get away…

Wait, what? No. No. No!

And when his high school sweetheart confesses her love for him for the first time, she's so open and vulnerable and sweet about it. Like she has been from the start, his sweet, sweet girl, exactly the kind of woman he always wanted to bring home to see his mom. König is about to lose his mind when she tugs at his shirt, almost cries when she says how much she loves him and couldn’t bear to live without him… She would cry herself to the grave if anything ever happened to him…

(König is like:)

#könig angst #könig fluff #mmm this is so nasty and delicious #they're practically soulmates #collaborating with other writers #könig x highschool sweetheart

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lelelego · 11 months ago

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is there a canon ending you have in mind for Eli and Boone?

god yeah. i'm gonna put this under a cut because it turned into a long one. this is not just the ending but the stuff leading up to it. word vomit galore

just want to reiterate this is all in my insaneo mode head and simply fnv eli's timeline as far as i'm concerned

in a nutshell eli decides an independent vegas is ultimately the best for the residents. he has a hard time deciding between an ncr rule (a somewhat more organized freeside and new vegas, and potentially more resources aside from energy), but seeing firsthand the idiocy operating under the monolith, incompetence, and corruption, does he decide to help the followers of the apocalypse establish control over the area with the help of the king, since julie farkas and the king are both actual people of authority who the people of freeside respect.

when eli tells boone he's not going to help the ncr, boone's conflicted. he's been following eli around because (1) eli makes good on his promise re:fighting the legion, (2) eli is a legion magnet because caesar + lanius hate his guts and keep sending hit squads after his ass, and (3) he genuinely thinks eli will die without him. (none of this is related to the fact that boone enjoys his company, obviously. not even a little bit. obviously.) he's torn between the ncr, the only system he knows, and the person who stands as the trigger of the largest political change in the region. is he responsible for changing this person's mind? does he want to change eli's mind? he doesn't know shit about the ramifications of the ncr leaving, nor the ncr staying. is he just following orders again? despite what happens at bitter springs (hopeful ending) he can't really let the idea of the nation he grew up with go.

so at the end of second battle of hoover dam, the ncr gets chased out (mostly). eli still doesn't really know where boone stands regarding the ncr, because for all his talk and bluster he doesn't want boone to dislike him for prying (which has happened already before). forgive him, he's got a big fat crush that won't go away on the guy. he's tired. he's hungry. he's thirsty. but all he can do is think, "boone's going to follow them back." which is when the picture above happens. he snaps back to his senses obviously, because what right does he have to ask something like that?

but boone stays. eli goes to talk to julie and he's there. eli sits at the tops in benny's workshop for days, programming and reprogramming systems for the securitrons and tinkering with finer motor controls and he's there. eli negotiates with the crimson caravan and he's there. eli is confused but yknow. what is he going to do talk to the brick wall of a man about his feelings??

boone sees what eli does for the people of freeside. even helps, sometimes, even though the only thing he thinks he's good at is killing. he thinks, is this what being better is? is this what amends are? but like a reoccuring rash he gets the Itch. thinks about the ncr. about manny. they could enlist back into first recon, easy. he goes back to novac to look over things he'd left there, things he used when he'd freshly left first recon, spends the night in his old room.

only he can't sleep. he can't sleep because he can't hear the sound of eli playing some shitty video game on his pipboy. he can't hear eli and veronica arguing over which snack is the best for the road, or eli tuning ED-E to different frequencies to see what he can pick up. he can't see eli going to the bathroom what feels like every 5 minutes because of his wacked out digestive system. he can't hear eli cursing as he tries to take off his leg brace only for something to get stuck, and then him rustling around for his tools, not being able to find the right one, and then jamming whatever he can find in the joint to get it unstuck.

so he goes back to new vegas, and when he sees eli's smile when eli sees him, dirty and sweaty from working, he knows it's an easy choice to make.

(yes they eventually do h*ld h*nds. when is that? i don't know. when IS that. someone tell me please)

after that eli and boone stay in vegas for a bit to get everything as stable as possible, even though it's an uphill, impossible challenge, and then i think eventually eli's curiosity would get the better of them when he's a little older and he'd leave to find different things to prod and look at with boone at his side :^)

#asks #anonymous #are they ever gonna be official.................... who knows......#lego talk #oc: eli #craig boone #fallout tag #doodly thingy

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mari-lair · 5 months ago

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Firstly, it is very flatering that you wanted the comic to be canon, second I WILL GLADLY TELL YOU MORE ABOUT IT!

"Full Supernatural Akane" is my favorite tbhk au! Hands down.

The best way to learn about it is to read the fic, though that may not be your thing, since it's a slow burn that starts with them as enemies, takes a while for then to become friends (it's hard for Teru to get attached to someone who is not human/already dead), and around 100k before a character realizes they like the other.

If you have the patience for a slow burn that focuses more on character study/and exploring the idea of the supernatural and humans than pure romance, ignore the read more bottom and go read the fic! It's better if you go in blind. ----> Click here to go to the fic!

If you want the 'in a nutshell' version of the au, keep reading.

Akane died 30 years ago, and his ghost was cursed to not be able to leave school grounds.

Just like Hanako is different from Amane, Aka (that's supernatural Akane's name) is different from Akane. The name means 'red' in Japanese and despite working as an abbreviation of 'akane' it has no relation to it. Aka is detached from his life as Akane.

I'll separate this in two areas cause idk if you are interested in the supernatural situation or just the terukane aspect of the au.

1- AKA

Aka is as arrogant, judgemental, perceptive, and confident as Akane is, but he has no clear 'reason for existing' and very little self-love. He has memory issues, forgetting things that aren't part of his day-to-day routine relatively quickly and unable to remember anything (no matter how important) from more than 5 years ago, much less his distant human life.

He loves humans, and get crushes on students relatively easily, cause Aka is always mingling with people, studying them, and watching them to feel something. However, no matter how strong or obcessive his crush on someone becomes, he will eventually forget his 'one true love' after they graduate school, eventually falling in love 'for the first time' again. None of his crushes can see him, at most, they can vaguely sense his presence.

Aka has the usual 'possessiveness/envy/sense of not belonguing' every supernatural have but he despises them and is constantly fighting them.

He envy humans and he is more selfish than he acts, but he likes helping and deeply values life, overall favoring humans over supernaturals. He tries to be as human as he can.

He is always doing something, and trying his best to 'live in the present', which is weird by supernatural standards, who mostly drown in their regrets and are stuck in the Far Shore because they are stuck in the past (something Aka can't do cause he doesn't remember his past). Because of this strange 'not very supernatural like' approach to his afterlife he is always trying to get close to his fellow supernaturals and is either loved or hated for it. (Yako is his buddy. Mei hates him. And so on so on)

Aka biggest issue is that he feels like he has no place, that he shouldn't exist. He died in the snow so the heart of the clock keeper boundary makes him uncomfortable for reasons he can't even remember, he is a stranger in his own 'home', he has no memories of his life, or even his full afterlife, and his role doesn't tecnically exist so if he is in a bad place mentally he can spiral about it easily.

It's hard to put into words how he gets, so just read this short snippet and absorb the vibes.

As for Akane...

He had friends and was well liked, very popular even but... His contract with the clock keepers had a compatibility issue, his supernatural transformation malfunctioned and started affecting his human body too. He started having trouble falling asleep, being the only one at school who could see supernaturals , so he felt like he was going insane. He got a crush on a guy who had too strong of internal homophobia to work. He still worked as a maid for the keepers and he could spend days stuck in his supernatural form, which cannot be perceived by other people.

2- TERUKANE

Teru meets Aka when he is 14 years old. He isn't a meaningful danger to Aka and his time stoping powers so Teru just has to deal with him.

He hates Aka at first, genuinely hates him. There are none of the 'I am mean to you because it's funny.' vibes from canon, he sees Aka as a genuine danger, actively tries to avoid him, and wouldn't care if Aka got exorcised. It takes months for Teru to call him by name instead of calling him a pest. He also find it pathetic that Aka currently have a crush on a girl that can't see him.

That being said their early dynamic is basically this:

Both are in a high horse, both are dumbasses.

Aka is happy a human can finally see him so he is the one constantly bothering Teru, at first just to study a human that can answer his questions, and try to use teru to communicate with his current crush but he does eventually get intrigued by Teru as an individual, realizing this kid has a lot of issues and clearly needs a friend, it is a shame he is always so cruel (as Teru is with supernaturals rip)

Teru get intrigued by Aka too but he is far more reluctant in showing interest. He spends a good time in denial that he has grown to enjoy Aka's company, but is not the 'i will deny it if asked' kind of denial, is the 'i am worried for a supernatural? absolutely not, let me stab him, i will prove i don't care' kind of denial. Help this kid.

He goes from worrying about Aka's crush safety to worry about Aka and his pathetic unrequited love to being resentful of it.

Teru never grows to like supernaturals or hesitate to exorcise them but he does learn to ignore them when he visit peaceful boundaries thanks to Aka's influence.

Teru admires Aka a lot when they jump to the friendship stage and he becomes very protective when he realizes Aka isn't as indestructible as he had assumed. He tries to help him in whatever way he can and is troubled by the understanding that he can't, his friend died 30 years ago: From the moment Teru was born he already was too late to help him.

Teru does do a lot of things to help Aka though, most notably being that he allows the clock keeper to possess his body to feel human. Gives Aka closure by writing a confession letter for him and letting him get a proper rejection from his one sided crush. Make a blood pact to break his curse and get Aka out of school.. and a few other things i can't say cause is a spoilers for the fic.

The comic is from a scene that isn't in the fic yet but is one I had in my mind for a long time.

#i won't spoil anything that haven't been revealed in the fic here #cause iuguygyu #i tried my best to not ramble TOO MUCH i think i succedded yay #full supernatural akane au #tbhk #terukane

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verysium · 1 year ago

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I’ve been seeing some discourse around twitter about the blue lock boys and whether they’d be a loyal bf or not 😭 Curious to know who do you think would be more inclined to cheat or who just wouldn’t at all!!!

I saw someone say sae would 100% cheat like whattt I feel like he wouldn’t even bother looking at anyone else if he already has someone (Cuz I mean dating him would likely mean you actually mean something to him) but I digress

ok anon you had me pulling up a whole argumentative essay here cus WHO TF SAID SAE WOULD 100% CHEAT??? 😔 that mischaracterization is so painfully inaccurate. twitter really took the whole emotionally unavailable itoshi archetype and ran with it. let me just clear the air here because my man deserves some explanation.

sae itoshi would not cheat. as in capital N and capital O. he took nearly an entire decade off his life just to work on his own issues and finally form a functional and healthy relationship with another human being. and you're telling me he's just going to let all that wash down the drain for someone else? 😒 twitter logic really be showing its illogical side here. apparently a man can be loyal to a professional sports career for eighteen years, but he can't be loyal to his significant other.

i think this misunderstanding probably happened cus of shidou. people read the manga and saw that sae dropped rin for a bug-eyed freak and automatically assumed he was disloyal. 😑 let me just say two things here:

(1) sae and shidou's relationship is strictly professional. imagine being stuck in an god awful corporate office with coworkers who bore you with their weaponized incompetence and a boss who annoys the living shit out of you. and then one day, the company hires a new recruit who is probably the most unhinged and debauched creature known to man. you're probably left wondering how he even got hired in the first place. but then you find out...he's useful. he takes risks and gets a high return on what he invests. it's impulsive and stupid, really. but at least it's unconventional and outside-the-box. he has your interest piqued. that's basically sae and shidou in a nutshell.

(2) just because sae gave shidou his number after the u-20 game does NOT mean he would do the same to any other person who would try to encroach on your relationship. and let's be real here. sae would get one text from shidou and block his contact.

anyways, here is my analysis on the bllk boys in general. introducing the anti-cheating to pro-cheating spectrum:

(A) cannot cheat under any circumstance (as in they already hate the fact that they live on a planet with 8.1 billion other people who are not you):

itoshi brothers (atp they don't even have the physical or mental capacity to entertain a third party), ness, reo

(B) cannot cheat due to physical incapability (literally cannot pull anyone within a five-meter radius to cheat with):

ego, igarashi, raichi, bachira (not that he's in any way unattractive...it's just...i feel like he would purposefully act weird to drive off people who aren't you)

yukimiya, barou, kunigami, noa, loki, gagamaru, chigiri, niko, hiori, karasu (baby boy literally felt inferior cus his crush was the cutest in his class), kurona (head empty, just you)

(D) would not cheat (on you but everyone else is not included)

isagi (unintentionally a homewrecker to others but would never let anyone homewreck his relationship with you), leonardo (idk why but i just don't trust him entirely)

(E) could cheat (depends on what they get out of it):

kaiser, shidou (honestly what did you expect when you willingly dated a blonde man...)

(F) would cheat (either proven by canon or they accidentally fucked up somehow):

otoya, oliver, nagi

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