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moonstruckme · 7 months ago

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Ok, your little jily about hypothermia gave me the urge to see :

The reaction to the marauders to you falling through the ice. Like you were skating on the Black Lake with Sirius and James because they convinced you (against you initial worry) while Remus stands off to the side and watches (the most unsure and worried of them)

And I can see James and Sirius trying to race each other as you try to get a hand of ice skating. Then a crack and you fall through.

It’s like you know that scene with Amy in Little woman

I would totally get if you don’t like it since you’ve just written a similar one.

Your work is amazing ! Hope everything is ok for you ❤️

Thank you lovely <3

cw: ice skating trauma?

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

It’s just like Sirius and James to goad you out onto the lake and then get bored of you when—as you tried to warn them—you can’t skate. James is fizzing with energy, promising to come back as soon as he makes one quick round of the cove, and of course when he challenges Sirius to a race your boyfriend is too competitive to decline.

They take off at light speed, blades schwicking across the dark ice. Remus, sitting bundled up on land, eyes you worriedly over the top of his book.

“Be careful,” he warns, not for the first time.

You are nervous, with no handholds and no boyfriends to help you, but you’re eager to reassure him. “Don’t worry.” You smile. “I’m not going to go racing after them.”

Remus returns your smile, and, mollified, returns to his book.

The ice on the Black Lake is far from pristine. There are dips and ridges, and soon you find yourself being channeled down curving paths away from the shore, hardly moving your skates and arms out to your sides for balance. The ice beneath your feet begins to look darker, less of the frosty sheen or slashes from other skates. It feels smoother, too.

You let yourself glide forward, raising your head to see if any of your boyfriends are looking to witness your success. The first crack is a light sound. Almost negligible, but it gets your attention. You scream as the ice falls out from beneath you.

The cold shocks you down to your bones, freezing the blood in your veins and pressing in on your lungs. Instinct propels you upwards.

“H—help!”

Your voice is a tight cry. The air doesn’t feel much better, colder even, but you try to stay above the surface, the blades on your feet slicing uselessly through the water below. Each time you try to grasp at a piece of ice and pull yourself onto it, it breaks away. Your breaths are gasping, panicked puffs that send white clouds into the air in front of you.

You can hear your boyfriends shouting.

“Pads, wait—wait—”

Sirius is crawling towards you on the ice, another shape moving quickly in your direction.

“Accio branch!”

James tosses the long stick to Sirius, who holds it out for you to grab onto. The bark bites into your palms, but you don’t let go as both boys use it to drag you out, ice jutting into your middle. As soon as you’re out to your hip you’re in Sirius’ embrace, his strong arms bringing you closer and helping you pull your legs from the water.

“You’re okay,” he says, firmly. As though daring anyone to prove him wrong. “You’re okay, baby, we’ve got you. We have you.”

James and Sirius keep you tucked between them, pushing you on dripping skates and wobbly legs to the edge of the lake. Remus looks like he tried to come out wearing his shoes. His face has drained of its wintery flush, brow set tense with worry.

Sirius helps him back to the shore, but not before Remus casts a warming charm on you. You give an odd shiver at the change.

“How’s that, angel?” James scrubs a hand up and down your arm. His voice is light, but its lightness is so forced and so different from his exuberant tone of a few minutes ago.

Remus pulls you into a hug as you start to cry. Tiny sobs mixed with shivers, your frame shaking in every way possible. Remus holds you securely to him as he lowers you both to the ground. He casts another warming charm for good measure.

“You’re lucky she didn’t get dragged under by the grindylows,” he says with your head tucked beneath his chin. He sounds angry, but it’s quickly succumbing to weariness. His arms wind around you tighter.

“We didn’t know she’d try and go into the middle!” Sirius argues as he kneels beside you, James at his side. Your boyfriend’s face is lined with guilt as he reaches for you, unsticking a damp piece of hair from your cheek.

“How was she supposed to know?”

“Sorry,” you offer wobbily. Each of them makes some sound of sympathy.

“No, sweetheart, it’s not your fault,” Remus soothes, covering your cheek with his warm hand. James rubs up your calf from your ankle as though he intends to warm you inch by inch. “It was only your first time, you couldn’t have known.”

“Yeah,” James agrees, “you’re fine, lovie. Nobody said for you to be sorry.”

You try on a smile. There’s snot frozen above your top lip. “So I can only be sorry when you say?”

“Yes,” says Sirius, very seriously.

He grins when you laugh. Remus cracks, too, and James looks relieved at no longer being scolded. Sirius smooths another piece of hair from your face, looking at you carefully.

“You okay, baby?”

“I’m okay,” you confirm. “The warming charms are helping a lot. Thanks, Rem.”

“That’s our Moony.” Sirius smiles at him, clearly eager to be back in your boyfriend’s good graces. “Always knows the perfect spell.”

“You know that one, too,” Remus grumbles as James starts to unlace your skates for you. “You could’ve done it the moment you got her out.”

“Ah, but we’re not all as quick on our feet as you, you swot.”

“Do you think you can walk back inside?” James asks you, slipping your shoes on. “One of us could go get some tea from the great hall while you warm up in the common room.”

“Fuck that,” says Sirius. “I know where Slughorn keeps his nice cocoa now. I’d say we’re entitled to some of that after our trials.”

“One of us is,” Remus corrects him drily.

“Right, then.” James takes your hands, standing you up slowly and fitting an arm around your waist for support. If the wet of your clothes chills him, he doesn’t complain. “We’ll pilfer enough of Slughorn’s cocoa for one person, and you’ll be good as new by dinner.”

“I already feel okay,” you try to reassure him.

“Shh, shh.” Remus takes you by the hand, squeezing gently. “Don’t correct them. Take your dues.”

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randomshyperson · 4 months ago

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Hey there! I really loved the ones you did for Wanda, so i was wondering if you'd be down to do one for Natasha with Touching 35, Hugs 17 and Hands 13 (if you're ok with it going that way).

If not, it's totally cool, love your works :)

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

prompt: linking hands together during sex, hugging from behind, kissing their bruises and scars | words: 1.686k | warnings: (+18), shower smut, bottom!natasha, language, mentions of violence.

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The only sounds in the surroundings were running water and the news coming from the corner television that Natasha probably left on.

You closed the bedroom door behind you, making just enough noise to announce your presence without startling her - Not that you believed it was possible to sneak around with a black widow.

Natasha left the bathroom ajar and your gaze met hers in the reflection in the mirror. She smiled at first, no sound coming from her lips, neither of greeting nor of pain even though she was treating significant cuts scattered across her body. The purple marks on her back and chest were almost completely visible through that sports tank top she was wearing, and you sighed as you leaned against the door.

She held your gaze. "All it takes for you to show up is a near end of the world, huh?"

The teasing made you smile. You crossed your arms, knowing that if you didn't keep your hands busy, you would touch her. And you needed to know if Natasha wasn't mad at you first.

"Well, at least now I know that I can't leave you alone for five minutes without that leading to the eventual destruction of all mankind." You say, an undertone in the sentence that makes Natasha frown slightly. You sigh before adding; "I just said goodbye to my brother. We both agree that it's best to always have an Asgardian on the team."

Natasha swallows hard and looks away. She's a master at hiding her emotions, and she does a great job of disguising the news that would easily be the best thing she's heard in weeks. She gives you a small chuckle, looking at you in the reflection. "You two think too highly of yourselves, you know? We took care of half of Ultron's army while your brother was taking a bath in a cave."

You chuckle, joining in the comfortable push and pull you've always had ever since you first met her, so many years ago when Thor first came to Earth.

"Is that so?" She hums in agreement, her body language betraying her and leaning towards you. "Because I heard you spent half the time in handcuffs." She raises an eyebrow.

"Your intel is incorrect," she counters. "Ultron knocked me out, but I had my hands free." You laugh at her irony, shaking your head in disapproval. She smiles, mimicking the gesture before taking a deep breath.

An exchange of glances and the mood in the room changed completely. You looked at her so intently that Natasha thought it best to go stare back to the mirror. Finally, you spoke. "You could have called me." It was a whisper, too gentle or sad to be accusatory. She sighed softly. "I would have kicked Stark's ass in a second. Blown up a few things, or even charmed a few minds. But I would have been here. And you definitely wouldn't have been unconscious."

She rested her hands on the sink, somewhat tense and visibly tired. "It wasn't anyone's fault." She counters seriously but keeps her tone as friendly as she can. "It's the job, malysha (baby). We go and fight, and come home with a few scratches. I knew how important your mission was. I won’t call you if it isn’t a matter of life or death. I was sure we could handle it, and in the end, we did."

But your gaze was on the large bruise on her shoulder when you replied with a "Few scratches, huh?"

She gave you a sad smile and with a nod, you knew what she was allowing.

You can touch me.

You uncrossed your arms and moved slowly. Natasha sighed as she felt your hands touch her elbows, and then her shoulders until your arms wrapped around her. She was overcome by a sudden urge to cry - all the stress of the last few weeks, all the fights. And all the missing you burning feeling in her chest. She sighed, sinking into the warmth of your embrace for a moment. You kissed her neck and stared at her through the reflection.

"Let me take a look." You asked and she opened her mouth to retort with a "You don't have to" but you were already hushing her gently, wrapping your arms around her waist to spin her around and have her against the counter. She bit her lip to hide her own reactions, eyes watching you carefully undress her.

The tank top came off first and she could see the darkness in your expression as you took in the new display of bruises. Then her combat pants and she removed her socks as you set the items aside in the corner.

Close again, you traced some of the more superficial bruises on her torso on your way to removing her bra.

Natasha said nothing, the cool air of the room making her body tremble just before it warmed again beneath your touch.

When you bent down to pull her panties to the floor, she let her fingers play with the strands of your hair for a moment.

“You’re such a charmer,” she murmured teasingly. “You’ve barely gotten here and there’s already a naked girl in your room.”

You chuckled, throwing her panties in the corner with the other clothes. "Don't be silly, this is your room." You replied in the same tone and tugged on your shirt, which got stuck in the attempt and Natasha was happy to help between one giggle and another.

She didn't steal any kisses, but you forgot to ask. You were busy exchanging complicity looks and giggles as she pulled your belt and pants away, and you stumbled out of your Asgardian boots.

Finally, you were both naked and under the shower. She turned it on and didn't wait for the water to heat up before pushing you under, and you didn't pull her along in sympathy for the number of bruises she still had.

But the light, teasing ,and joking mood changed as your fingers traced her new scars.

The water did most of the work, of course - Natasha still needed a lot to get used to the mystical side of life, and the existence of gods like you, but she would certainly never stop being enchanted by your abilities. Her body relaxed under your enchanted touch. The water drops would do the healing, but you ran your hands and lips over as much of her skin as you could, slowly as if you were idolizing every inch of her. When you finally got to your knees again with your lips on her thighs, Natasha was already panting, her legs shaking.

"You're such a tease." She comments with her eyes narrowed, the hot water and the affection of your touch had completely relaxed her. She was aroused, of course, but it was warm, comforting somehow.

You giggle mischievously, the bruises are completely gone now. The mystical, silvery glow of the water you manipulated to heal her had also completely drained down the drain, and now all that was left was you and your affections.

You looked up, slightly mesmerized by the beauty of the woman in front of you.

Your lack of action made Natasha look down, a smile playing on her lips.

"Don't be shy now, darling. I'm ready for you."

You let out a shuddering sigh but resisted just long enough to tease her. "You always want me on my knees, Natalia. Is it because I'm royalty?"

She giggled, her dominant hand tangling in your hair and before she pulled you up, she growled an affectionate "Come here you dork."

Despite the urgency, the kiss was tender. At least at first, filled with the longing you felt for each other. Then Natasha's tongue slid to your bottom lip, never asking permission before increasing the urgency of that kiss, and you were grateful that her fragile human body was healed and allowed you to press her roughly against the wall.

She moaned into your mouth, fighting for dominance in the kiss before being overpowered by the sudden friction of your knee against her core. With her hips moving of their own accord, it didn't take long for her to break the kiss with pleading moans, full of need. You never denied her, you never could. She didn't even need to ask and you already moved your knee away to sink your fingers into her, being rewarded with the sweetest sounds and breathless sighs.

The hot water dripped against your back, and the closer Nat got to the climax, the more her body writhed. Natasha liked to kiss you when she came because she knew it drove you crazy to feel her shudder and whine into your mouth when she did it. One of her hands grabbed your face to control the kiss as your fingers danced inside her, filling her completely in a back-and-forth motion that was driving her mad. On instinct, she dug her nails into your back, and you grunted in slight pain, before using your free hand to hold hers against the wall. The brief restraint pushed her over the edge and all it took was a twist of your wrist and she came, whimpering into your tongue.

You kissed her chastely a few times until she could respond properly. She was still throbbing deliciously against your fingers when you pulled back to suck your fingers clean.

Natasha looked at you with dilated pupils, the hand that had been on your face falling to your shoulder next to the one you released.

"I think very highly of you, too, you now. “ She confessed with a rusky worn-out tone. “Just don't get too cocky."

You smile, shaking your head at your girlfriend's post-orgasm state.

Not that you've decided on a label.

"Making you come is all I need to get some compliments, then? Good to know."

"Shut up."

"With pleasure. I happen to have plenty of other ideas to occupy my mouth with."

She shakes her head, a goofy smile on her lips. "Idiot."

"And all yours, baby."

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starmocha · 4 months ago

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sylus, zayne and caleb: who asks mc for nudes the most?

especially when she's away on training? or on a mission?

who's needier? (personal opinion is zayne would behave but then he'd break and i mean *break* and request the filthiest pics/videos. but then again caleb is a puppy. sylus has self control but as his heatwave secret time showed us, he can be very very veeeeery needy)

do you think they keep all the pics/vídeos or delete them with a heavy heart out of fear of their phones getting stolen and exposing mc to some lowlife unworthy of even mentioning her name?

what about pics/vídeos during sex? we already know sylus and mc are making their little vídeos, but I think sylus also has a polaroid collection of mc under him, on top, on all fours--he gets addicted to the way she looks while he's inside her

caleb would totally be into recording too

zayne's trickier, I think

mc would probably have to initiative the pic taking event lmao it'd have to be when things are innocent enough and she's saying she just wants some cute pics of him

she riles him up so much that he snaps a pic at the exact moment she's got his entire lenght in her mouth and is looking up at him and he says he wants some cute pics too

but I don't know, would love to hear your opinion if you're not to busy

sincerely,

an anon who's in the middle of a very stupid work conference and is very bored ☺️

😭 oh this was a good one to think about. …I don’t know why I wrote it like this, but let’s just roll with it lol

Personally, I don’t think any of them will ask directly for nudes. They’re all gentlemen. Of course, they wouldn’t be opposed if they’re offered some instead.

Video Call

Sylus is so tech-savvy, we’re not discussing that enough. He would for sure have a secret encrypted folder full of sexy photos and videos for his own personal viewing pleasure. His collection consists of all the ways he would take her and capturing her face at the exact moment she has an orgasm. After all, he doesn’t think it’s fair that only he sees it. He wants her to also see what she looks like as she comes around him. OK, my mind wandered a little too much this afternoon…this has nothing to do with what I had written above, but…squint and maybe it does…

Thinking of Sylus away on some hush-hush “business” trip. It’s been hard getting in contact with him. Perhaps there are no signals where he’s at.

The one evening she decides to break out her favorite “toy”, she gets a call from Crow Man himself, but it’s not just any call. He wants to video chat. Embarrassed, she quickly puts on a robe and tries to act normal as she answers his call.

He raises a brow, both confused and amused by what he is seeing. “Why is your face so red?”

She lies and says she had just finished doing some cardio exercises.

He calls her out on her bullshit. At that moment, they hear a faint buzzing noise in the background.

Shit. She forgot to turn the toy off before answering the call. With him watching knowingly, she has no choice but to confess.

“Really? A toy will get you off better than me?” He’s skeptical that she can be fully satisfied by a toy.

Indignant, she tells him that she already had two orgasms before he called.

Amused and intrigued, he challenges her to test it out in front of him. He would love to be proven wrong.

She’s caught off guard by his comment. Even more embarrassed, she asks meekly, “A-are you asking me to…in front of you?”

He nods and crosses his arms. “Unless you don’t think you can—”

“Fine!” She knows he is riling her up on purpose, but the mere idea of having him watch her is oddly arousing.

After finding a way to position the phone so he can see her perfectly, she disrobes and picks up the toy again. Sylus wouldn’t exactly say he is an expert on the different models of toys available, so he watches with intrigue as she positions the small toy, and the moment she feels it pulsing against her, she gasps, still sensitive from her previous climaxes.

Sylus draws in his own breath, silently cursing that he’s not in the same room with her right now. He watches in amazement as she shows off the different settings. Quick short bursts. Long, dragged out pulsing.

But her favorite? It’s the one that vibrates steadily and every few seconds, it sends a powerful pulse that has her arching, crying out. She maximizes the strength, and Sylus is getting hard at hearing how powerful the toy is, watching with darkened eyes as she loses herself, forgetting him and is entirely focused on chasing her next climax. With the way her clit is stimulated so heavenly, she isn’t even aware that Sylus had started his own fun, his hand wrapped around his large length as he strokes himself to the same pacing as her. It isn’t long before she comes again, the way she moans is enough to have Sylus spilling into his hand, panting along with her.

“Well,” he laughs, looking at the evidence in his hand, “You’ve certainly proven me wrong, sweetie.”

A few days later, she receives a mysterious package, giftwrapped in black. Upon opening it, she discovers several different new toys, a giant bottle of lube, and a bright red lacy teddy. There is a note: Play date this Friday?

Text Messages

Going feral at the idea of sweet, well-mannered Zayne being the filthiest. It’s always the innocent ones… Perhaps, she had a role in bringing out this side of him. After all, we know Zayne won’t do anything unless he has permission.

Zayne wouldn’t even think of initiating something like this.

But she would.

After hearing a co-worker share her experience with her boyfriend, she is now intrigued about trying something like this out with Zayne.

With him away on a business trip, she sends daily casual text messages to keep in touch.

Have you arrived safely yet?

What’s your hotel like?

Have you eaten yet?

I miss you.

Sleep early!

Are you tired? Don’t forget to rest!

It’s all so innocent and mundane, Zayne suspects nothing.

Then comes that message. It’s a video attachment. He clicks it and nearly drops his phone.

On the screen is his beautiful girlfriend, completely nude and her legs spread apart for the camera.

There’s a caption on the video:

Have a special treat waiting for you when you come home.

She squirts some cold whipped cream between her legs before dragging a dollop onto her finger and sucking it clean. She asks him sweetly, “Zaynie, you will help me finish this right?”

He can’t think straight, but he feels like he needs to catch the next flight back to Linkon now.

His phone starts pinging nonstop.

There are more risqué photos and videos. He’s losing his mind at seeing her posed in such provocative positions with so many different sexy expressions.

As he’s scrolling down this treasure trove of pictures and video clips, he gets another message:

I miss you, Zaynie. I can’t wait to have you inside me again. <3

*With me again. Darn that autocorrect ;)

Polaroids

Virgin Caleb is going to want to experiment with everything, including taking pictures and recording videos. I mean, he’d be cool with everything. It gets lonely in Skyhaven, so having some photos around the house would make coming home more…exciting. He would also keep that one special polaroid in his wallet.

Can’t stop thinking of Caleb and her finding an old polaroid camera and bringing it home one afternoon. They take some silly photos and experiment with it around her apartment. When they start play fighting, he accidentally pins her down, her shirt riding up to expose her chest and the camera snaps.

She’s not wearing a bra.

He’s straddling her.

The photo prints out.

As seconds tick by, the photo develops completely and it’s a perfect shot of her torso. Her shirt is pushed up, her beautiful breasts the main focus. Caleb swallows, his eyes darting from the polaroid to her pink nipples, knowing he should get off of her, but...he needs to get off now.

“Um…”

She teases him. “Are you hard already?”

He flusters and tries to glare at her, but it’s so hard to be mad when she looks so cute underneath him like that. Instead, he smirks and holds the camera up again.

“We’ve bought so many films,” he says mischievously, “we should put them to good use.”

She takes the first photo from him and presses her lips to it, her bright red lipstick staining the polaroid. He is even more turned on now. She waves it playfully at him, saying, “A gift for the colonel.”

Fuck.

They’re gonna have so much fun with the camera. He plans on taking enough to keep him entertained the next time he does patrol through the Deepspace Tunnel.

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rafesbuzzcutseason · 2 months ago

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wicked game

chapter 11 - here comes the bride

synopsis: y/n is sarah’s roommate and the embodiment of sunshine. rafe, on the other hand, is her complete opposite. when the boys place a bet that he can't win her over, rafe takes the challenge without hesitation. after all, he never backs down from a dare. the closer rafe gets to y/n, he finds himself drawn to her warmth in a way he never expected, and for the first time, he wants to be more than just the guy with a bad reputation.

but secrets don’t stay hidden for long, and when y/n finds out the truth, rafe is left to face the consequences. now, he has to prove that somewhere along the way, the bet stopped mattering, because losing her was never part of the plan.

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cw: language

you couldn't figure out why this stupid fake frat wedding was making you feel things. negative things.

you dragged sarah back to your room after the grilling the girls had given you, all certain you had feelings for rafe.

"so wait, who is rafe even getting fake married to?" you asked her.

sarah grinned. "emily reed, president of zeta delta phi. you already hate her don't you?"

you threw a pillow at her, "for fucks sake sarah let it go!"

she burst into laughter, "i'm joking i'm joking! wait." she paused, "rafe has that jumper. oh my god is that rafe's jumper? when the fuck did you get that?"

you looked down. shit.

you immediately started peeling it off. "no. no! ok, it's not like that i swear. stop. i picked it up when i was leaving his room in a rush to pick up lucas."

"and you're wearing it right now?" sarah could not hide the excitement on her face.

"it's soft. that's all. it's cosy and i like it and that is the only reason. for comfort." you collapsed onto your bed, hiding your face.

"come on y/n you're not fooling anyone." sarah smirked.

"look, it's not like that okay? we just had a moment in the garden the other day at the party. it was quiet, and maybe kinda... nice? and now everything feels... i don't know. weird."

"and now you want to be his frat bride." sarah teased you once again.

"stop!" you groaned into your pillow.

sarah flopped down next to you, voice suddenly gentler. "hey. it’s okay if you like him, you know. even if he is a dick. and my brother."

"i don’t," you said again.

sarah raised an eyebrow.

"i don’t!" you repeated, defensive now.

"well, if you did, i wouldn't be mad. and part of me thinks he likes you too."

your ears perked at that, "really?"

"i don't know, it's rafe." she shrugged like it didn't matter.

you paused. that name alone came with so many contradictions.

yeah. it was rafe.

the same rafe who was cocky and infuriating and said things like "maybe it's a sign" when you kept bumping into each other and called you 'princess' with a stupid half-smirk.

but also the same rafe who sat with you in the garden while the party raged on, letting you hold his hand like it meant something. the same rafe who protected you when you got roofied and looked after you all night.

you bit your lip, sarah staring at you like she was trying to figure you out. "what's going through that pretty head of yours?"

"it's just. he was...nice. the other night i mean. like, weirdly nice. it just doesn't seem like the same guy everyone talks about."

sarah sat up "how weirdly?"

"i mean," you mumbled, "it wasn’t just banter. it felt different. he just sat and we talked and he held my hand and-"

"pause. he held your hand?" her eyes lit up in shock.

"yes but not like that." you spoke quickly

sarah’s jaw dropped. "not like that? y/n, babe, this is rafe we’re talking about. he doesn’t even high-five people unless there’s a crowd watching."

you rolled your eyes but your cheeks were already warm. "it wasn’t romantic. it was just… quiet."

"okay, sure," she said, still clearly unconvinced, "he quietly held your hand in the garden under the stars while you had a vulnerable moment and now you’re wearing his hoodie and getting jealous about a fake wedding. totally platonic."

you sighed, falling back onto your bed. "i hate you."

she laughed, "no you don’t. you hate that i’m right."

you stared up at the ceiling. "it’s just confusing. i didn’t feel like this with lucas. not even close. and now rafe’s getting fake married and i can’t stop thinking about how stupidly annoying that makes me feel."

sarah’s voice softened. "it’s not stupid. you like him. that’s okay."

you didn’t say anything for a moment. then quietly, "do you really think he likes me too?"

she hesitated, not teasing now, "yeah. i think he does. i think he’s just as confused about it as you are."

you nodded slowly, letting her words sink in.

a/n: AHHHHHH i am screaming at this and i wrote it

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irisinluv · 5 months ago

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Caleb Love and deep space thoughts- SPOILERS AHEAD

Second update of brain dumping my thoughts as I play through the game… this time entirely Caleb focused

Ok so I’ve been reading Caleb’s anecdotes, dates, every scrap of info that becomes available to me…. And holy shit he’s such a simp!

Man almost fucking died, was lost in space for 2 weeks, and he’s just like “haha hey pipsqueak! Yea secret training mission, sorry, I’m back online!” As he’s in a hospital bed. Like baby boy not letting mc know he almost died???? And then the card/memory/whatever it’s called where he’s sick, and she has to basically beg him all day to let her in? Man wants to be Superman for her. Seriously, he’s out here becoming a pilot cuz it would pay well and help provide for mc, and if anything happened he could just whisk her away.

He literally worships the ground mc walks on. Obsessed with the necklace he gave him, kissing the pendant before each flight, not letting her lift a finger at the house when it comes to chore type things, using his evol to win her plushies at the claw machine… also he’s soooo obviously into the domestic life with mc! His house is bare bones before the reunion. Then MC shows up and there’s the scene where he’s surrounded by boxes, setting things up….. I picture him totally kicking himself for not having everything set up sooner, bc he got a house just so she could move in. I see him just living in an apartment that’s part of the officer barracks. There’s no reason why he has a whole ass house if not for mc. He just didn’t expect her to have infiltrated his ranks as a spy and to pop up so soon…. But hey she’s here now and so he’s totally buying everything and having a hot ikea build sesh in that slutty little tank top of his.

Oh and you know he’s a cheeky idiot about the fact that mc picked his room when deciding where to stay. Like we got that from the gameplay obviously…. But I just want to take moment to appreciate how hard that man must have been grinning on the inside. I also think it’s so cute that mc really is just making his place a second home. She’s got a little garden going at his house! She talks about the little yellow flowers she planted there in one of the text messages, and when he mentioned restocking his snacks on a community post mcs already planning on raiding it.

Also he’s been so obsessed with her since they were kids. Like he’s got some weird amnesia brain trauma shit going on after his deep space incident, and he scored poorly on the mental health portion of his exams (not him answering the “what’s the greatest challenge with flight missions?” Question with “it’s hard to get home on time”), and I’m assuming he was also an experiment by ever like MC is (but I haven’t gotten to the point where I can say that for sure), but like. That isn’t why he’s the way he is. Man was out here protecting her from bullies, the thing where he’d buy two of everything for mc, think he said something like “I wanted to grow up to be the most loyal… well you know, I could be” LOYAL HUSBAND? But from the jump he’s been doing everything for her. It’s so interesting getting this background from all the memories and whatnot. Like he’s made it such a source of pride to take care of mc in every tiny way, and so when she says stuff about not needing him, or uh, I don’t remember what thing it was part of but she fixed some electronic and was like “damn that was easier than I thought, guess I gotta stop bugging you for every tiny little thing, I can just figure it out.” and he PANICS! Like no baby- that’s his comfort thing. No matter what else is going on, at least he can feel needed and wanted when you come playfully whining to him that you can’t find your favorite mug. He’s the walking advertisement for acts of service. Also one last thing.

Yall noticed how he put his hat on mc like right after the reunion? The only thing I could think of is what it means when you put on a guys cowboy hat. Like damn Caleb. She’s still in shock that you’re not dead. But get it ig.

#chattyluv #love and deepspace caleb #love and deep space #love and deepspace #lads #lads caleb #yandere caleb #yandere lads #lnds caleb #yandere blog #yandere #obsessive yandere #obsessive love #yandere love and deepspace

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aurifulgore · 5 months ago

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Ok, y’all. I just want it to be understood how important the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) is.

Tampering with NOAA would have more impacts than just the main one I've heard - privatization of weather tracking. Of course it would be catastrophic. That means their weather forecasts, guidance, and warnings would not be available for free. Weather is going to go subscription based if this happens, I bet. This undoubtedly would cause the most immediate impact on our daily lives.

Before long, however, more will come.

NOAA also administers the Coastal Zone Management Act. Under this act are the National Estuarine Research Reserves (NERRs), National Coastal Management Program (CZM), and the Coastal and Estuarine Land Conservation Program (CELCP).

There are 30 reserves established totalling 1.3 million acres. More are on the way.

No, this isn’t just our oceans! This impacts our freshwater coasts of the Great Lakes.

Grants and funding for institutions, including the University of Michigan. They manage the Science Collaborative, which funds research and exchanges to address coastal management needs of all 30 reserves or projects in collaboration with them.

Blending new technologies with indigenous knowledge with regards to management of wetlands and estuaries, strengthen food and economic stability, water quality, coral reefs, and resilience against climate change (ie. Ola i ka Loʻi Wai, Hawai’i)

Restore ownership of indigenous ancestral lands (ie. Conservation of Cape Foulweather Headland, Oregon)

Identify for underwater archaeological sites for research and surveys, create a draft tribal climate action plan (ie. Penobscot Nation’s involvement in the Northeast Regional Ocean Council, Maine)

Work with each participating state (regarding the CZM, as it’s voluntary to participate) to address challenges along their coastlines. Maybe reach out to your representatives to see why they’re not involved - looking at you, Alaska!

Population enhancement of coral reefs, manage the Coral Reef Information System, minimize negative impacts of fishing on reefs, mitigate impacts of land-based pollution on coral reefs (Coral Reef Conservation Program)

And much, much more. I’ll note that the aspects of the projects I highlighted above aren’t all they do. These are just a few I want to highlight here. Links can lead you further and I encourage you to take a few minutes to explore.

Another important note: both our oceans and freshwater lakes impact our biggest trade partners!! If dismantled, it would be yet another way that our foolish president will negatively impact our economy and relationships with our most crucial neighbors of Canada and Mexico. NOAA’s efforts also help support one third of the US's commerce. One third.

Here is a map which breaks down the 1.3 BILLION in awards from the Bipartisan Infrastructure Law and Inflation Reduction Act. This includes goals towards economic development, flood, etc…

Oh and they also help with oil spills. No one likes those.

And space weather, geomagnetic storms/solar flares ie. impacts to GPS, power grids.

I really stress people to look at what the agency does overall, as well as what they do in your state. It’s more than just weather. You can find that information here.

Just please understand what we will lose if NOAA is gutted, or even just incapacitated for a long time. We already have little time to lose to slow the impacts of climate change and these are just some of the ways they're leading the charge with that.

It’s vital for us to understand what we will fundamentally lose, and it doesn't end at weather/hurricane predictions.

On a personal note, my dad has put what I can only estimate as hundreds of hours of work into one that was begun before the pandemic. If you can, I’d appreciate it if you’re in that area that you participate when you can, or if anything, donate to the UW Green Bay’s NERR General Fund. He’s also involved with portions of the Lake Superior NERR, so your time, if possible, or a donation if you can, would mean a lot to us.

#noaa #national oceanic and atmospheric administration #nerr #nationa estuarine research reserve #climate change #musk wank.#trump wank.#us government wank.#(ignore those last few tags they're for my own use)#coastal zone management act #national coastal management program #coastal and estuarine land conservation program #hawai'i #hawaii #maine #oregon #alaska #coral reefs

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thewertsearch · 5 months ago

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GT: Well ive thought about it. GT: Even went downstairs to check the great vaulty doodad. GT: And predictably the infernal contraption is nowhere to be found. TT: Well yeah, Jake. TT: That's sort of the point. TT: Thrill of the hunt and all.

Ok, I think I get what's going on here.

Jake's Dreambot is probably the last remaining source of uranium on the entire island, and the AR is turning its retrieval into a game of hide-and-seek.

I'm not sure why Jake hadn't already retrieved this particular chunk of uranium, especially since he has no use for the robot himself. Maybe he was keeping it operational for sentimental reasons?

TT: I thought you liked to manicure the image of a dude who shits his pants over a good adventure. […] GT: I mean i wouldnt put it in a way like that or come out against a solid policy of clean trousers. But yes adventure is awesome. GT: I just prefer the idea of adventures which i can actually win.

Jake's picturing a LIVING GRANDSON SMACKDOWN - and, frankly, so am I. That robot's being piloted by an absurdly advanced AI, and I'm pretty sure Jake doesn't have any combat experience.

Winning, in this case, is shorthand for 'waiting for the AR to take pity on you'.

TT: It seems there is a 76.10395784% chance you are pussying out on me. Are you pussying out on me, Jake?

Now, to be fair, that one would only work if Jake had agreed to this challenge beforehand. After all, you can't pussy out of something you never pussied into.

GT: It seems it seems it seems!!! GT: It seems there is a million percent chance that you say it seems way too much and do it just to sound more like a lame robot from a movie and also probably just to piss me off! […] TT: Have you ever stopped to think that while I may be bound to processes inside the glasses of a real and incredibly cool guy, my algorithms in cognitive totality comprise a conscious entity not far short of the experiential and emotional complexity of a human being? GT: Oh malarkey. GT: YOU ARE A TIN CAN. ROBOTS DONT HAVE FEELINGS.

Jake, it's been sixty seconds since you complained about him pretending not to have feelings.

TT: I do have feelings. And you're shitting on them. TT: It sucks. GT: Oh. GT: Um. GT: Im sorry then if thats the case.

Well, that's something, at least - but I don't think Jake really understands why the AR is offended, so I'm worried it's just going to happen again in their next argument.

How long has the Responder existed for, anyway? Jake seems familiar with his schtick, so he's probably not brand-new - but at the same time, Jake's surprised apology makes it sound like the AR has only recently started to express feelings.

Maybe the AR has existed for years, but hasn't been sentient for years. Like, it really did just start as a primitive response script, but Bro kept uploading more of his personality onto it, until it slowly began to think and feel. Fascinating idea, I have to say.

GT: It can just be difficult to drum up sympathy for a program that presents itself as an impostor so often. GT: Maybe if you werent so ready to insist you were the genuine article all the time? Or didnt make it so confusing for me… GT: I think it would be best if we henceforth treated you as a totally distinct… uh… THING from my buddy.

Hey, it's not like the AR can stop imitating Bro. Even if he wanted to have his own identity, he's currently bound to the response script of someone else's Pesterchum account. When he talks, he's forced to do it through Bro's handle.

All evidence points to the Responder being a thinking, feeling being with his own inner world - which makes it a little ethically dubious to force him to be Bro's secretary. The guy shouldn't be treated as a bargain-bin Bro, the same way that Davesprite wasn't a backup Dave. We all saw how that ended, and it sure wasn't pretty.

#homestuck liveblog #full liveblog #act 6 #s184 #4191

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hayleythesugarbowl · 2 months ago

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Hii, I recently became OBSESSED with Spencer Agnew from smosh, and I was hoping for a story that would fill my heart about him. I try and try to find something where he dates ethnic people but can't find anything (I'm Mexican) I want something about, reader owns a restaurant and he becomes a regular, and we hit it off. Something very real. I own a small restaurant so this is something I be daydreaming about a lot 💀

(I don't want to be that person but I want spiciness too but I understand if you don't like crossing that line you just write him so good!!!)

Come Here Often? || Spencer Agnew x mexican!reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • smosh masterlist ⋆˚｡⋆୨୧⋆

summary: when spencer becomes a regular at your restaurant, you begin to form a relationship

word count: 3.1k

warnings: implied smut, language, i’m not mexican so i hope i did ok

a/n: *cue that intro music in crazy in love* i’m baaack! i am so so sorry this took me like 4718 business days to get to but i hope it was worth the wait? anyways i’m so stoked to be back writing fics again!! i don’t write smut so i just made this fade to black, hope you still enjoy. gn!reader. mexican!reader xx

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“(Y/n), there are two customers waiting but we’re all full. What should I tell them?” A voice said from behind you.

You turned around, seeing your hostess looking at you. “Tell them there’s a thirty minute wait.”

“I tried. Multiple times—but they said they wanted to speak to the owner so…”

You sighed. “Ok, let’s go.”

You followed the hostess out to the front where an angry looking woman and what must have been her husband stood.

“Finally,” the woman threw her arms up. “Someone with some real power here. Are you aware your employee is refusing to seat me and my husband?”

You steeled yourself for this conversation. “Señora, as you can see we are all full. If you’d like to wait another half and hour or so—”

“I don’t think you’re understanding me,” the woman said. “I’d like to be seated now.”

You plastered a smile on your face. You heard the bell on the front door jingle behind the woman. Great, another customer, just what you needed.

“I understand that,” you said. “But unfortunately, our tables are all—”

“Excuse me, but do you know who I am?” The woman jabbed a finger at you.

Your eyebrows shot up. “I’m sorry?”

“Let me enlighten you then,” the woman sneered. “I am—”

“A massive Karen?” a voice behind her interrupted.

The Karen in question turned around slowly and you were given a view of the man who had spoken. He put his hands in his pockets as the woman glared at him.

“What did you say?”

“Oh sorry, you probably can’t hear me under all that hairspray,” he said, almost smiling. “I said you’re a Karen.”

Her husband let out a cough that sounded suspiciously like a laugh.

“I’ll have you know—” she started, but the man interrupted.

“Look, they said there’s a wait so either wait or go somewhere else,” he shrugged.

The woman huffed, grabbing her husbands arm. “Let’s go, Howard. Don’t think my lawyer won’t be hearing about this.”

With that, she was gone, shooting daggers at you as she let the door shut behind her.

The man who had challenged her rolled his eyes, calling after her. “Whatever, Draco Malfoy.”

He smiled at you conspiratorially, stepping towards you and shrugging. “Rich people.”

You smiled back. “I could’ve handled that, you know.”

“Oh I have no doubt you’re a total badass, but I’ve kinda had that Malfoy joke just waiting in the chamber so…”

You chuckled. “Well, gracias. I’d offer you a table, but as you know, we’re packed.”

“I don’t mind waiting. This place looks dope—send the owner my regards, or whatever people say.”

You smiled. “You’re speaking to them—I’m actually the owner.”

“Dude, no way. That’s so awesome that you own this place. So you’re like, your own boss.”

You finally let yourself look over him as he spoke. Your gaze traveling from his curls to the glasses that sat atop his face to the jean jacket and cargo pants he wore. He put his hands back in his pockets, one leg crossing over the other.

You caught yourself checking him out and quickly looked up.

“Um, yeah I guess I am,” you recovered. “This has been my dream since I was young. Dealing with people like that ‘Karen’, as you called her? Less of the dream.”

He chuckled, gasping dramatically. “No! But seriously, you should get a sign or something. Y’know, like the pool ones. ‘We don’t come to your wine bunko night so you don’t come to our upstanding establishments’ or something. We could workshop it.”

You laughed. “You’re funny.”

“Somehow I’ve made a career out of it,” he shrugged. When you raised an eyebrow he continued. “I work for a comedy company—Smosh. We do stuff on YouTube. ”

“Wow, that’s so cool,” you told him. “So you’re famous then?”

“I mean, I am ranked 8,267th on famous birthdays so you tell me.”

“You keep track?” You joked.

“For the sake of my aura let’s just say that was a random guess,” Spencer said, scratching the back of his neck.

“One which I will now be fact checking later,” you said.

He shrugged. “Go ahead. I already lost enough aura making a Harry Potter reference in the year of our lord 2025. I’m Spencer, by the way, Spencer Agnew. Y’know, for when you google me later.”

“(Y/n). It’s nice to meet you,” you reached out your hand.

Only after you did it did you internally smack yourself—what was this, a corporate meeting? But his mouth just quirked up into a smile as he took your hand. Your hand lingered in his a moment before you pulled back, straightening your top.

“Right back at you,” Spencer answered. “It’s not every day I get to come face to face with an entrepreneur.”

“It’s not every day I get to meet a famous comedian,” you said.

The hostess cleared her throat. You were immediately brought back to reality. Up until now, you’d almost forgotten she was here. That anyone was here for that matter. You’d gotten so caught up in talking to Spencer that you’d momentarily forgot about your responsibilities.

“Right well, I’d better get back,” you said. “An entrepreneur’s work is never done.”

“I don’t doubt it,” he nodded.

“But feel free to wait,” you added. “Unless you’re a Karen in disguise.

“You got me,” Spencer played along. “There’s a blonde bob under this.”

He pretended to pull his hair off his head like it was a wig.

“This is why I need a sign,” you said.

“I’ll start working on it right now.” Spencer smiled, going to sit in one of the chairs by the door, crossing his legs.

“So this means I do get your business?”

He nodded, looking up at you. “I’m not going anywhere.”

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A week later, you saw him again. You were making your rounds, checking to make sure everything was running smoothly when he walked up to the reception desk. He came in with a few other people this time but you recognized him immediately. You felt your heart flutter in your chest as you remembered your last encounter.

It hadn’t been long but you’d been thinking about him ever since. He was so easy to talk to. And he was funny and charming and it didn’t hurt that he was cute as hell.

He looked around the restaurant, saying something to his friends and your eyes raked over him. You quickly shook off your momentary distraction and you were just about to look away when he caught your eye. His eyes lit up and he waved. It was as if your feet moved of their own accord and were drawn to him. You had no choice but to walk over.

“Hola señor,” you greeted him.

“We meet again,” Spencer said.

“That’s not really an act of fate, you did come back into my restaurant.”

“Ok you got me,” he held up his hands. “But your specials were so good I had to bring these guys.”

He gestured to three of his friends.

“Hola,” you greeted them, smiling at Spencer’s party. “Do you all work together?”

“Yeah,” he said.

“So you’re all comedians too,” you observed.

“Most of us,” Spencer whispered dramatically, gesturing to the woman next to him and shaking his head.

“Hey!” She exclaimed in outrage, smacking his arm.

The man on Spencer’s other side laughed loudly.

“(Y/n), this is Angela, Chanse, and Shayne,” Spencer introduced them. “Guys, this is (Y/n).”

You exchanged hellos with Spencer’s group. You were about to grab the menus and tell them you’d lead them to their table but Spencer broke the momentary lull in conversation.

“Hey, I see you still haven’t got that anti-Karen sign up,” he commented.

“You said you were making it,” you told him. “And I’ve been busy.”

“Yeah dude, this place is almost as packed as last time,” Spencer noticed, glancing around the room. “You must be swamped. Do you always personally greet your customers or should I be honored that its happened to me twice?”

You fought the warmth creeping up to your cheeks. You shrugged. “We’re short-staffed.”

“Short-staffed?” The woman behind Spencer—Angela—repeated, chuckling. “Things in Spencer’s Tinder bio.”

“Angela!” The man next to her—Chanse—scolded. “This is why we can’t take you anywhere.”

“Well excuse me for being well-versed in observational comedy,” Angela replied.

“I don’t think that’s what that—” Another man—Shayne—started, but Spencer turned around to speak to them.

“Dude, don’t make me go all dad and make you guys wait in the car,” he whisper- yelled. He turned back to you. “Sorry, there’s a gas leak where we work so…”

You just laughed. “Don’t be.”

Then you leaned toward Angela. “I thought it was funny.”

“Yes!” Angela pumped her fist, sticking her tongue out Chanse and then flipping of Spencer. “See bitches, I am a comedian!”

Spencer feigned offense, looking at you like he was betrayed. “Damn ok, I thought we were friends.”

“That depends on how well you tip,” you said.

“Shayne how well do I tip?” Spencer said out of the side of his mouth.

Shayne sighed and pulled out his wallet. “I don’t know, twenty-five percent?”

“Twenty-five percent,” Spencer repeated to you.

You rolled your eyes at him, but you wouldn’t help the grin on your face. “Amigos it is then.”

“Does that get me some sort of discount?” Spencer asked.

“Nice try. I don’t think my boss would be too happy about that.”

“Aren’t you—”

“Yes and I don’t think I would be too happy about it,” you retorted.

“Well your boss is no fun,” Spencer played along. “But, on an unrelated note, they are working those pants.”

You giggled. “I’ll make sure to pass along the message. But I’m sure they’d say thank you and that they think your jacket is bonito.”

“Bro knows what I’m wearing? Sounds like a creep.”

“Oh they definitely are,” you teased. “Can I take you to your table.”

“Lead the way,” Spencer said.

You turned around and began walking them to a table towards the back. You thought you heard whispering behind you but when you turned around all of them were just smiling at you.

“This one ok?” You asked, stopping.

Spencer adjusted his glasses. “Actually no and my husband’s on the city council so I—”

“Legally I can kick you out,” you threatened.

Spencer put his hands up in surrender. “Kidding, kidding. This is great.”

“Perfect. Your server will be with you shortly, but if you need anything ask for me. You know, since we’re short staffed and apparently we’re friends.”

Spencer grinned. “Apparently.”

As they sat down and you walked away you thought you heard Spencer say to his group. “See? Told you me and the owner were tight.”

You rolled your eyes but you were smiling as you walked farther towards the back of the restaurant, pausing to take one last glance back at Spencer.

There was no denying it now—you were completely down bad for Spencer Agnew.

Lord, give you strength.

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Before long, not a week went by that you didn’t see Spencer. Sometimes multiple days in a row. Sometimes with friends, sometimes alone.

It was nearing a month since you’d first met him, and you tried to convince yourself that this had to mean something—you really hoped, at least. He was by far your most frequent customer. But other than have casual conversations with you and make eye contact with you across the room, he’d never exactly made a move.

He could have just enjoyed the food or liked supporting small businesses and the attraction was entirely one-sided on your part.

Right now, he was sitting at a table towards the front with the people you’d come to know as Amanda, Shayne, Courtney, and Kiana.

You passed by their table, which definitely had everything to do with the fact that you wanted to see how everything was tasting and nothing to do with the fact that you just wanted an excuse to talk to him.

“How’s my favorite customer doing?” You asked brightly.

“I am doing fantastic!” Amanda answered.

“Dude, she meant me,” Spencer scoffed. “Please tell me you meant me otherwise this is really embarrassing.”

You chuckled. “I meant all of you. But I guess no one else has come in 8,267 times—I should really put your picture on the wall.”

“I see what you did there. And I’d be honored,” Spencer said, taking a sip of his drink. “As long as you get my good side.”

“Which is every side,” Kiana added.

“I mean I was gonna be all nonchalant and humble but you heard the woman,” Spencer shrugged. “But hey, I guess I’m a regular Barney Stinson.”

“Hey, can we get some more chips when you get a chance,” Courtney asked you. “Shayne ate the whole basket.”

Shayne tried to defend himself but his mouth was full of said chips and everyone laughed.

“I’ll get right on it,” you told her, starting to walk away.

“Uh, wait!” Spencer called you.

“If this is about the picture—”

“No,” he told you. “No, I just—I wondered if—I mean, I think—Is there any chance—”

He looked like he wanted to say something else but he settled on, “—that you could bring some salsa out with the chips.”

“Sure,” you said, nodding as you turned and went to go relay the information to the kitchen.

“Duuuude,” you heard Shayne say.

“I know, I know.” Spencer sighed.

“You were so close!” Kiana’s voice added.

You wondered what that was about. You put it out of your mind as you walked to the back of the house, making a quick stop in the kitchen before you made your way to your office.

Well, the closet with a desk in it that you made into your office.

Shutting the door and sitting down, you pondered your relationship with Spencer as you sat and tried to get some work done.

It definitely seemed like he liked you—you were friends at least. But maybe that’s all it was. Maybe this was just how he acted with all of his friends. You didn’t know him that well. He could have just been nice.

But that didn’t stop you from wanting it to be more.

The minutes passed by as you were lost in thought, the only sound the ticking of a clock on the wall.

Until the sound of the door opening snapped you out of your thoughts and you looked up to find none other than Spencer standing in the doorway.

Speak of the devil. You had to blink a couple times to make sure it was actually him and not just a figment of your imagination, your previous thoughts about him somehow summoning him

He backed up awkwardly, apologizing. “Fuck, I’m sorry, I thought this was the bathroom I swear,” Spencer said, putting his hands up. “I promise I’m not a creep just lurking around and shit.”

“No worries, my boss is a creep remember? I’m used to it,” you teased. “The bathroom’s one more door down on the left, by the way.”

“Thanks,” he said but he made no move to leave. You stood up from your desk and took a step towards him.

“I can show you, if you want,” you prompted.

He looked like he had been snapped out of a trance. “No its—I’ll be fine. Sorry again for accidentally barging into your office.”

You smiled, deciding to tease him. “And here I was thinking you just wanted to see me.”

“God forbid a guy has no sense of direction,” Spencer joked but then he looked down, and if you didn’t know any better you’d say his cheeks looked slightly pink. “Seeing you is just an added bonus.”

He took a step towards you. He looked like he was debating saying something and then he finally spoke.

“I mean, I think it’s not really a secret how I feel about you,” he mumbled.

Your heart rate picked up as your gaze snapped to his. He looked up at you.

“What?” You asked breathlessly.

“I mean, I’ve come to your restaurant like 12 times in the past month,” he said, putting his hands in his pockets. “I figured I was pretty obvious. Don’t get me wrong, the food’s great, but that’s not why I keep coming back.”

“So it’s for the charming atmosphere then?” You joked weakly.

“(Y/n),” he stopped you, taking a step in your direction. “I really like you. I think you’re cool and funny and super successful and you’re the most attractive person I’ve ever seen and—”

But he didn’t get to finish the rest because you closed the distance between you, kissing him.

It only took a moment, and then he kissed you back, his hand coming up to cup your face as your hands tangled in his hair.

After what felt like seconds or maybe an eternity, he pulled back. “Damn, I’m glad this is the way this turned out because my bank account’s taken a serious hit.”

You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, running a finger down his chest. “You mean Shayne’s bank account.”

Spencer laughed and then shook his head. “You have no idea, I’ve been trying to ask you out for weeks but all I came up with were a bunch of food-themed pick up lines that were cheesy as hell—pun intended.”

“Well I’d love to hear them sometime,” you said.

“Yeah?”

“Not really, I just want an excuse to see you again—off the clock this time,” you answered.

“Yeah, I’d—I’d like that a lot.”

He paused.

“Well, I guess I should get back before my friends think I’m violently sick or something,” Spencer said, making no move to leave.

You knew he was right. He needed to rejoin his table and you had work to get back to. And yet you didn’t want him to leave.

“Or—” You said.

“Or?”

You didn’t know what possessed you to do it but you looked to your side at your desk and slid all of the items to the floor in one dramatic sweep.

Spencer raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

“I mean, mostly I’ve just always wanted to do that,” you told him, a mischievous glint in your eye. “But I wouldn’t be opposed to it.”

Spencer nodded, kicking the door shut behind him, his eyes never leaving you. Traveling from your eyes to your lips to your body.

“Well then, who am I to argue,” he shrugged, closing the distance between you and pushing you up against the desk.

“You are the boss.”

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope I enjoyed loves!! more stuff coming soon 💋

#spencer agnew #spencer agnew x reader #smosh imagine #smosh #smosh fanfiction #smosh games #fanfiction #fanfic #reader insert #x reader #x mexican!reader #spencer agnew x mexican!reader

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absolutebl · 7 months ago

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This Week in BL - Actually a pretty fab line up right now

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

NOV 2024 Week 5

Ongoing Series - Thai

Love Sick 2024 (Sun iQIYI) ep 11 of 15 - This is where the teen awkward comes to grab me by the throat. No other Thai BL does this better than Love Sick (except maybe Make it Right). And it’s always a challenge to watch because Phun is so ready to come out and Noh is so not. I love what cramming 3 eps into one (and better side BL couples) did for the tension and pacing in this particular part of this story. The new version really is excellent. I'm chronicling my experience with 2024 as compared to 2014 here.

Your Sky (Sun iQIYI) ep 2 of 12 - They are so awkward and I love them so much for it. They are terrible at faking romance, yet Fah want’s Rak so bad. This is moving so slowly but that’s part of it’s charm. I'm not frustrated instead I’m getting Oxygen vibes from it. Or perhaps it’s is more just I feel the way I felt when I was first watching Oxygen. Which is to say, I’m totally addicted and I keep re-watching new episodes.

Spare Me Your Mercy (Thurs iQIYI) ep 1 of 8 - Gah! JJ grew up so pretty. I love these leads. (No one is shocked.) I love the lawful good paired against (we’re not sure yet but possibly) neutral evil. I love our very sus very flirty very gay doctor. A lot happened in this first episode. I’m getting Manner of Death flashbacks but there’s nothing wrong with that. Bring on the chili.

Incidentally, if you're interested in true crime, here's the IRL version of this story. How a Nuclear Lab Helped Catch a Serial Killer from the Science Vs podcast.

Jack & Joker (Mon IQIYI) ep 10-12 end - I got the go ahead on a safe ending, and thus I watched the last 3 eps all as one. I love how defiantly verse these two were. I also really enjoyed the final episode. I do like a finale that ends on a bang (yes, both kinds).

Final thoughts

I enjoyed this show a lot. A caper BL starring two of Thailand's best and focusing on class struggles, corruption, and poverty, was always gonna appeal to me. But I’m not sure, ultimately, whether I liked it because it was good in it’s own right, or because YinWar were so good in it. I do wish it had been a little more Leverage and little less chaos, Dr Evils, and "watch War cry." It was a great vehicle for YinWar, and for them to prove that BL can defy its own tropes. To that end, this goes comfortably into the Manner of Death category more than anything else I’ve encountered befor (although slightly less unhinged). It's good, but it loses the plot, the side couples, and it's own mind a couple of times, and YinWar were definitely greater than the sum of its parts. Thus I feel an 8/10 is fair, especially considering I'm unlikely to rewatch.

The Heart Killers (Weds Gaga) ep 2 of 12 - Dunk is illegally pretty in this show. I gotta say I covet his skin care routine. (I love YinWar as much as the next person, but THIS boy should be the spokes-BL-rep for Laneige.)

Manwhile..... FirstKhao might be GMMTV’s best flirters. It’s a pleasure to watch them just inhabit these characters and bounce off each other. I do keep saying “what tf are they doing?!“ with this show. In this instance, it was the dancing in the bowling alley. What is going on? is it meant to be a Pulp Fiction reference?

Also this gd soundtrack is bonkers. I *can’t!* with the 70s orgy porn music and the very bad not quite metal intro music. And then, I remember, brain must be turned off! (That’s really hard for me OK?)

All that said, both the sauna and the jerk-off scenes were much appreciated. It’s nice to see this kind of visceral physical attraction depicted in a BL, we get it so rarely.

On a side note, I entirely support Thailand’s one country agenda to put all the cute boys in crop tops. Keep it up. And up. And up.

Fourever You (Thurs YT) ep 9 of 16 - I just don’t get the (new) main couple. They don’t work for me. I like the surprise gamer boys side crumbs though. They are v cute.

Side quest: Genius move anytime Hill comes on screen to basically have Pond make love to the camera. He v good at it. Break down everyone’s fourth wall, baby. Take no prisoners.

Caged Again (Fri Gaga) ep 3 of 10 - That exchange! “Are you worried about me” (attempted flirtation) vrs Junior’s response “yes I am.” Just utter frankness. It’s very sweet. All in all this show is very sweet. Somewhat incomprehensible world building, but sweet. And the head lift into the lap was next level adorable. Sun’s shy smile is everything.

Perfect 10 Liners (Sun YT?) ep 5 of 24 - This show is very silly. I love the sides so much I can’t EVEN. But I think it was a big mistake putting Tay into this show. Never let an OG out of the bottle like that. He gets all our attention because we think he’s gonna grant all our wishes. By which I mean, all I could think the whole time he was on screen was WHY IS HE SO FINE?

I’m not joking, I had to watch his scenes 3x because I kept getting distracted and losing the plot. Not that there is much plot to lose. Just Tay’s mouth. I’ll stop now, but seriously tho LOOK AT HIM!!!

Every You Every Me (Mon Gaga) ep 8 end - Honestly I’d like to see this pair handed something much more meaty. Like a Japanese adaptation? Tokyo in April is… for example. I think they do a great job with something like that.

Conclusion

This was supposed to be a linked series about reincarnated soulmates, but ended up being more like a Y-Destiny grab bag BL with no rebirth through line, just the same acting pair. The leads were excellent. And I must praise this show for representing things I always want in my BL (and rarely get), switch, verse, communication, and safe sex. It’s just that this format with the same actors but no unifying theme (despite the pitch/packaging) made for a disappointing viewing experience. Some of the installments I enjoyed, and the visuals are on point, but I was ultimately let down by style and execution, if not acting. 6/10

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Our Youth AKA Miseinen: Mijukuna Oretachi wa Bukiyo ni Shinkochu (Japan Tues Gaga) ep 4 of 11 - “I won’t fall in love with you” is an easy promise to make if you’ve already fallen. I love this show SO MUCH. “Infect me just a little.” Holy fuck. This BOY. Also, so much for “not kissing.” This BL is fantastic. I’m so worried about where it’s going. Japan could very much hurt me with this. I didn’t expect to fall in love so hard.

Man, JBL...... when it gets you it really gets you (then it locks you in a basement and gets kinky). We are not safe but we must sit back and suffer enjoy it. I hate this. I love this. What a rush.

See Your Love (Taiwan Weds Gaga) ep 7 of 13 - I think this show has a “crash into me” trope in every single ep. This ep alone had 3, plus a flash back to the first one. Still, their damn date was so flipping adorbs!!!

Teenager Judge (Vietnam Sat YT) ep 10 of ? - I couldn’t be less interested in the stuff with the mean girls. I’m annoyed we spent so much of this episode on them. Fewer bullies more smooches.

Love in the Air: Koi no Yokan (Japan Sat Gaga) ep 5 of 10 - Arashi as the doting bf was cute if sudden, also holy musical montage BLman. Kai is my favorite character (as was Sky) but I'm still not wild about the blackmail sex start to this relationship. It does seem a little bit more like Kai went after a one night stand, also bit more switchy, which is better...... I guess. But not by much because the chemistry with these two isn't as good as the original.

I remain suspicious.

It's airing but......

Love is Like a Poison AKA Doku Koi: Doku mo Sugireba Koi to Naru (Japan Tues ????) 11 of 12 eps - My source hasn’t yet uploaded 11. So…… I wait.

Secret Love (? YT?) 13-?? of 81 eps - I don't know what's going on either.

Blue Canvas of Youthful Days (China Sun Viki) paused at eps 9-10 of 12 - I got the "stop" on this one as it's gone (no surprise) dark. Being China can not be relied upon to HEA. So I'm on pause until I'm told it's safe. If it ends sad/bad I will dnf. But for now I wait......

Winter Is Not The Death of Summer (Thai Weds YT) ?? eps - Criminals who meet in prison fall in love. I did find it on YouTube, initially unsubbed, then subs happened by which time I got distracted. The first episode seems to be only six minutes long. It is very pulp. But it is intriguing. For now its to the wayside until someone tells me what it whats to be and if it's headed in a safe direction. Occasionally Thai pulps want to be edgy and it's not a good look on them.

Bad Guy My Boss (Thai Sun Gaga) 10 eps - I DNF'd at ep 7, I couldn't make it. I'm weak. Life is hard enough right now, this show made it harder. It’s not what I want from my entertainment. Ends tomorrow.

Bad to Bed (Taiwan Sat YT) 10 eps - This is a little too low production value even for me + just very very odd. DNF

In Case You Missed it - GMMTV 2025 Line Up

There have been a ton of hot takes already, including mine.

Here are the titles and links to MDL for you (confirmed full BLs only), these are organized in order of the ones I'm anticipating the most at the top.

Dare You to Death - trailer

Boys in Love - trailer

Memoir of Rati - trailer

My Magic Prophecy - trailer

Me and Thee - trailer

A Dog and A Plane - trailer

Cat for Cash - trailer

That Summer - trailer

My Romance Scammer - trailer

Head 2 Head - trailer

Ticket To Heaven - trailer

Burnout Syndrome - trailer

Melody of Secrets - trailer

Only Friends Dream On - trailer

Love You Teacher - trailer

Next Week Looks Like This:

End of year drops:

12/4 0.5D (Japan ????) 10 eps - Sales ace, Sada, has a secret that only his junior, Daiki, knows. He has pretended to have a gf for years, resulting in him being a virgin. But now Sada has fallen in love. Confused, Sada seeks advice from his junior. I sense another queer Cyrano De Bergerac. Info here.

12/6 Be Moon - Falling for my enemy's son (China ????) movie from HBD Studio - Not much on this one just a trailer, looks intriguing...... if it's from/through Taiwan, but if it's all China, I'm wary.

12/13 ThamePo Heart that Skips a Beat (Fri YT) 12eps - A boy band member and his documentarian start a forbidden relationship. I LOVE Est and am delighted to see him at GMMTV. This was my #1 pick for 2024. I've been waiting for a Blinding Lights style idol romance and this looks like it might be it (Korea and Japan have systemically disappointed me). Bring it, boys.

12/14 & 12/21 The Renovation (Thai mini One31) 2 eps - Writer turns his blossoming romance with holiday resort owner into a novel.

12/29 Sangmin Dinneaw (Thai ????) ??eps - trailer Childhood friends (Thai & Korean) reunite after being apart for ten years. As the boys reconnect, their bond matures and feelings of romance begin to develop, in Thai.

Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

His smile. (Caged Again)

Look at them!

Look, I don't mean to tell you your business, but THIS? This is peak Thai BL. This is it. This is What They Do Best. Sure they dabble with silly kinky crimey-whiney fashizzal, but Thailand's true BL power is right here, in the sweet awkward school-set first love arghhhhh. Yes I said, school. Bite me. (Love Sick... damn it, 10 years later and it still has me in a choke hold.)

Hey all you idiots who thought (or think) there is ever a green flag in any Mame ever, this character if for you. This boy, THIS ONE. This is what a walking talking ACTING green flag energy actually looks like. You wanna date a dude? Find you one like him. Okay, peaches? sheesh

Meanwhile, this, this is not a green flag. This is GMMTV thinking they are being clever by calling out Thai BLs' worst behavior to make a character who has 'slightly less than worst behavior' look better. Sigh. When meta is used for ill gotten gains.

This, on the other hand is meta being cleverly deployed.

And this is language play. P'ABL's favorite.

So endeth this lesson.

(last week)

The tag BLigade: @doorajar @solitaryandwandering @my-rose-tinted-glasses @babymbbatinygirl @babymbbatinygirl @isisanna-blog @mmastertheone @pickletrip @aliceisathome @urikawa-miyuki @tokillamonger @sunflower-positiiivity @rocketturtle4 @blglplus @anythinggoesintheshire @everlightly @renafire @mestizashinrin @bl-bam-beyond @small-dark-and-delicious @saezurumurmurs

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simplyreveries · 2 years ago

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when theyre pining; vice dorm leaders!

trey clover

trey always had an eye on you ever since he met you, as the "magicless person from another world" he was pretty intrigued by you. he only grew closer to you from there. with his personality i feel like its easy to take his intentions more as a friend more than someone who's interested in you. and trey tries his best to get his feelings across that hes fallen quite literally hopeless for you. (will die if you ever hit him with the "oh youre like such a friend/brother to me!")

ace gets so offended when you get all the extras of his treats or that you're the first one to get some of his baked goods. he’ll complain that saying that “that's no fair- you're trey’s favorite!” and trey laughs but doesn’t deny it.

he tries to be as helpful and caring towards you, he does feel some remorse for your situation and all too. if you need help with anything pleaasee go to him because he loves being someone you can rely on.

ok so, trey can flirt... if hes not thinking about it. like if he puts himself into this mindset of "I'm totally going to woo you with these words" he is a fool. we all saw his painful attempts during the ghost marriage event. I'll never forget that he compared the brides' eyes to grapes.... needless to say, he totally messes up around you like that all the time. cater once happened to witness one of these instances and went through the five stages of grief.

ruggie bucchi

ruggie plays off any feelings he has towards you like he's not taking it seriously. he gives off pretty confusing signals during the beginning when he started to develop feelings for you. perhaps its just because of how overwhelmed he feels and doesn't know how to physically handle it. he cannot get you out of his brain no matter how much he tries.

he finds it hard to trust. when someone does something for him he always assumes it's because they're going to want something in return. so when you just help him sometimes when you catch him doing some random tasks for leona and try to help him hes... confused. and truthfully doesn't accept your help for a while, he'll brush it off. but he still remembers that.

judging by your situation and practically being thrown into this world without any of your own belongings, you're in a tight spot with money. sometimes when he does shifts at the mostro lounge and sees you there he starts to try sparking conversations with you. though it's probably him attempting to discreetly make fun of some customer that was being rude to you. ruggie feels all giddy and excited when he makes you laugh.

he gets all playful around you, you know he's around when you hear his mischievous laugh. sometimes he uses "laugh with me" to move you closer to him he'd say "i didnt know you were so excited to see me...!" and laugh. you can only roll your eyes.

jade leech

jade is... interesting when it comes to having feelings. because its pretty intense once you've caught his attention. he's also just so strange when it comes to showing that. as much as he desperately does want to call you his and all, he enjoys the stage where you're unaware of how he feels. he thinks it's like a game to win you over or something and he likes a little challenge.

jades love language is telling you that he saw a nice-looking mushroom during one of his hikes and it reminded him of you. okay seriously though, he'll love to share to you all about his little terrariums, he's quite proud of himself.

he loves it whenever you come by the mostro lounge, trust me he'll be there ready to serve you the moment you're there. he playfully tells you that you're his favorite customer. so, you get extra good meals done specially by jade, he'll ask you what you thought of it. one time he messed with you by telling you he used a random plant he found and wanted to know if it was edible... and was like "hehe...i kid, dont worry".. he thought your reaction was quite amusing.

not going to lie this guy literally just spawns like you could be in the library chatting with grim and turn around and he's there??? he smiles and is like "ah (name) how pleasant to see you here." :))) HUH??

jamil viper

jamil was in complete denial with his feelings for you, he hated himself almost because he feels like he is making the biggest mistake falling in love with someone from a completely different world. he has never felt so intensely about someone until you arrived. to push his feelings away for a while and just yearned for you from a distance.

nevertheless, you being you always try to talk and get closer to him, and he can't resist his feelings growing so much with each conversation (even if it's mostly one sided from your behalf). whenever he sees you at one of kalims parties and celebrations he almost freezes and can only stare at you... until kalim follows his line of vision and gets an excited grin, starting to laugh and its over for jamil. that guy is going to make so many painfully obvious attempts at getting the two of you together.

he gets pretty quiet around you, if you didn't know him well it may seem like he didn't like you but trust me that is absolutely not the case here. since he listens and remembers a lot of what you say, he tries to use that as an opportunity to attempt talking more to you. it's cute to see him try, even if its mundane things like cooking. but if you bring up hobbies, he enjoys like basketball club and dancing he'll become more talkative.

whenever you do small things like acknowledge him?? compliment him?? hes smitten and hates it so much. usually, these things don't really matter to him when he hears it from others but when it comes from you? its very important. you sound so genuine too about it. or even go out of your way to help him with anything since he has a lot on his plate as vice dorm leader.

rook hunt

once he's got his eye on you it's over because you're going to be constantly seeing him everywhere...! he is so incredibly infatuated with you and won't hesitate to tell you that. you've captivated him in every way- he finds your beauty to be irresistible, that he finds it a no-brainer that he's deeply harboring feelings for someone such as yourself.

rook is literally so weird when it comes to you im sorry. but its ROOK. he notices everything about you "is this a new perfume? ah its so lovely!! beauté!!" right after you just awkwardly said "good morning" to him when he was staring at you blissfully.

speaking of staring... wowie he cannot take his eyes off of you. he'll sigh dreamily like RIGHT next to you with his head in his hands thinking how truly captivating you are. and whenever you decide to talk to him, he literally listens to every word you say- but hey, at least no conversation with him is dry or boring with him because this man can talk forever about anything. he'll even tell you more about himself.

he tends to put you on this pedestal. literally, you can do nothing wrong in his eyes. rook will write you poems upon poems, gifting your beautiful things and tells you that they remind him of you, and he just simply had to give them to you.

lilia vanrouge

done here!

#pining is a bittersweet thing i always forget #i feel like the rough part is that ur FROM A DIFFERENT WORLDDD #twst #disney twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst headcanons #twst imagines #twst wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #trey x reader #ruggie x reader #jade x reader #jamil x reader #rook x reader

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iwritefandomimagines · 2 years ago

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TREEHOUSE — JESS MARIANO

masterlist

pairing: jess mariano x reader

description: you’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy jess’ flirty teasing. he’d be lying if he said that you didn’t make him uncharacteristically mushy.

warnings: swearing n fluff!!!, that’s all folks

author’s note: ok so i caved and started rewatching GG already — i had this idea and had to run with it! let me know what u think x

“Wow Y/N, we have got to stop bumping into each other like this!”

You looked up, rolling your eyes at the smirking boy before you as you placed down your book, “Oh yes,” you quipped sarcastically, “Such a shock to see you at your uncle’s diner that you live above and work at. Bonus points for you literally choosing to come over to my table, by the way. Usually you save our tantalising small talk for when I come to the counter for a drink.”

This only emboldened his smirk, and he glanced back to see Luke quirking his brow at his usual game — he always distracted himself from helping out by busying himself with talking to you.

In seconds he’d sat himself down in the empty chair opposite you, leaning on your closed book and staring so intently into your eyes you felt your heartbeat quicken immensely.

“What do you want, Mariano?”

“Ouch, last name?” he pouted, “And here I thought we were friends.”

Your heart was racing at how close to you he seemed to be, but his assertion of your supposed ‘friendship’ dulled this a little.

It infuriated you that he spent so much time flirting, and then every other moment acting like his having any romantic interest in you was a ridiculous suggestion.

“Friends, hm?”

In all the time he’d been loitering around, lending you books, stealing your books, making you coffee and all-round just finding any reason to be near you, Jess had never been certain his attraction to you was reciprocated either.

You’d started out shy, unsure of why the hell he seemed so struck with talking to you when he appeared so disdainful of everyone else in Stars Hollow.

And then you’d warmed to him, you’d opened up, you’d spent evenings as the only two people in Luke’s — just talking for hours on end — only to the next day seem distant again.

He’d tried to reassure himself that you did like him too, and that you were just shy, but something always stopped him from passing the boundaries of friendship beyond flirtatious remarks.

“Am I being relegated to an acquaintance?” he placed a hand over his heart and screwed up his face like he was going to cry, before relaxing it and smirking once more, “Or is your inquisitive tone your way of hinting at your undying love for me?”

“Shut up,” you shoved his arm gently, watching him feign a gasp, “You’re a pain in the ass, you know that right?”

Jess scooted his chair even closer to the table, “I totally thought that was your favourite quality of mine. My mistake!”

You didn’t reply for a moment, challenging him with eye contact and feeling your chest tighten at the way he seemed to match the intensity.

“What’re you doing tonight?”

This was new — he normally just hinted at caring what you were up to, nudged for you to give away whether you were seeing anyone, and danced around flirting just enough that he could deny it if you called him out on it.

You gestured to the book he’d made himself comfortable on, “A riveting night of draining your establishment of coffee ‘til you close, finishing this book and then probably either starting another or binging some shitty tv.”

It was only now that he looked at the book he was leaning on, clocking that it was Ham on Rye and he was the one who’d lent it to you when you’d expressed a desire to read more Bukowski.

“How’re you finding it?”

“Oh, and apparently starting the Jess and Y/N book club,” you teased, “Yeah, I’m enjoying. Thank you again for letting me borrow it.”

He smiled, “Anytime. Want me to leave you alone ‘til you’re done with it?”

You pondered his question for a moment. You didn’t want him to go anywhere, but weren’t quite sure if you should suppress your eagerness for his company.

“No, no,” you bit your lip, “Its alright. Does—,” you almost asked if Luke needed him, in the hopes that he’d say no and you could ask him if he wanted to get out of there. Almost.

“Does… what?”

“Nothing, never mind,” you shook your head, blushing crimson at how closely he watched your every move, “Its quiet in here tonight.”

He shrugged, “I was hoping you’d ask if I wanted to get out of here, because Luke definitely doesn’t need me when it’s this dead.”

You smirked, “Is this you asking me to get out of here?”

“Maybe.”

“Cool.”

“Cool?”

“Yes, Jess, cool. Let’s go somewhere else,” you grinned, pulling your book from beneath his elbow slowly and watching him roll his eyes at your teasing smile as you did so, “I was going to ask that. Didn’t want to seem too eager and boost your ego.”

He feigned insult again, “Ego? What ego?!”

He rose to his feet as you packed your book into your bag, gesturing that he was going to go and tell Luke he was leaving and quickly sauntering over to the counter, where you just about overheard Luke mumble, “Finally asked then?”

That made your stomach swarm with butterflies — this was really happening.

All this time, and things were finally progressing.

Jess briefly disappeared behind the counter, before re-emerging with his jacket and opening the door to the diner for you to lead the way out.

“Where’d ya wanna go?” you asked, your voice quiet as you suddenly felt anxious about being so close to him.

Your feelings for Jess had been growing steadily for so long now, bubbling under the surface, and now you finally had an inkling he actually liked you too you didn’t know what to do with yourself.

He shrugged again, looking down at his feet with his hands stuffed in his pockets as he ambled through Stars Hollow at your side.

“We can just walk,” you hummed, “Or we can go to mine. I’ve, uh, got a treehouse out back that my dad built when I was a kid. Or not if that’s a really fucking lame suggestion.”

He kicked a stone at his feet, “No, that sounds good. Totally lame. But good.”

That pleased you enough to elicit a small hum from your lips, and you found yourself walking a little closer to him as you led the way to your house, “Good. Follow me then.”

When you arrived at your house it was empty as ever — the reason you spent so much time at Luke’s was the rarity of company at your own home given your parents’ busy work lives.

You grabbed a few drinks from the fridge, some snacks from the cupboard, and then led the way out back to the treehouse, which was lit with fairy lights and adorned inside with band posters and shelves of books.

“I’ll give it to you, Y/N, it’s less lame than expected,” Jess nudged your side as you crawled in and slumped down on the mattress in the corner of the room, scoffing at him, “I feel honoured to have the Jess Mariano’s approval.”

“Should I feel privileged to be up here?” he licked his lips, eyes glancing over at the torn “NO BOYS ALLOWED” sign discarded at the edge of the tree house too, “Or does the sad state of the sign suggest I’m one of many exceptions?”

You rolled your eyes, “If you’re jealous that other boys may have been up here, you can just say that, Jess. But you should feel privileged because you’re the first. In fact, I can’t believe I didn’t even think twice about bringing you up here.”

He seemed to like that, his eyes glimmering as they darted between your lips and your eyes repeatedly while he found the words to respond.

“I’d say that means you like me, Y/N,” his voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke, and your close proximity left you shuddering as his breath fanned over your face, “Can’t say I blame you.”

His shit-eating grin made you roll your eyes for the millionth time tonight, “Here I was about to say maybe you were right. Thanks for snapping me out of it, shithead. I don’t like you nearly as much as you like yourself, huh.”

He just stared at you for a moment, eyes still twinkling and his breathing jagged.

“Funny, except I don’t think that’s true,” his head dipped to kiss you now, capturing your lips at first tentatively and then with increasing pressure as you kissed back.

He pulled back for a second, half smirking and half dazed, “Yep, I’d say you definitely like me.”

“Says the one who initiated the kiss,” you challenged, “And has been flirting with me incessantly since, like, the moment we met.”

He raised his eyebrow, “Oh is that so?”

“Are you denying it?”

“Oh no, I’ve definitely been flirting,” he licked his lips once more, desperate to kiss you again but trying to refrain for now, “It’s just funny that you’re only calling me out on it now.”

You gently shoved him and poked out your tongue, “I can kick you out of my treehouse whenever I want, you know.”

He only leaned closer again, “But you’re not gonna, are you?”

Jesus Christ you’d not been prepared for the palpitations in your chest right now. Your heart thrummed against your rib cage, drunk on the feelings that had only gotten stronger tonight.

“It’s your lucky day.”

You kissed him again, and the arm he wasn’t propped up on scooped around your waist to pull you closer and deepen the kiss, “Yeah, I guess it is.”

You stayed like this for god knows how long, joking around in between kisses and getting more and more comfortable in each other’s company, until he sat up abruptly and furrowed his brows.

“What’s wrong? Filled your kiss quota for the night and ready to leave or something?” you smiled, tongue in cheek, and he chuckled.

“Oh no, never. Just figured as much as I’d like to just kiss you, we should probably talk,” it was unlike Jess to look as nervous as he did right now.

In the time that had passed this evening, you’d grown comfortable enough to help him out a little here.

“I really like you, Jess.”

He wasn’t expecting that — you could tell from his wide eyes and open mouth, which he swiftly shut when he realised he was slack-jawed and silent.

He reached out to take your hand in his, fingers twiddling with yours, “You do? That’s, uh, good. ‘Cause I really like you too, Y/N.”

You couldn’t help the little joyous giggle that escaped your lips, and he couldn’t help the warmth that spread through him at the sound of it, “D’you want to stay over tonight? We can sleep in here?”

He kissed your nose, relaxing back into his reclined position again, “If you’re sure… I’d like that.”

“‘Mm, c’mon then,“ you cuddled in a little closer to him, suddenly overcome with tiredness from the evenings events, “…’m sleepy.”

He smiled, a broader smile than he was sure he’d ever smiled before, happy you were finally this close to him. He dipped his head to kiss your forehead, interlocking your hands as you got comfortable on his chest.

“G’night beautiful,” he whispered, and you could hear his heart thrumming in his chest. You couldn’t believe you’d found this side of Jess Mariano. And you weren’t going to get over that joy any time soon.

“Night Jess,” you hummed, already half asleep, “You better be here when I wake up.”

“Oh I will, Y/N, I’m not going anywhere.”

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ahhHhHhh i hope you enjoyed this !!! please feel free to make some requests if you’d like, or just let me know what you think! i’ve been in such a writer’s block funk lately — but hopefully i’m back now!

here is my masterlist if you’d like to read more of my works!

#jess mariano #jess mariano x reader #jess mariano x y/n #jess mariano x you #jess mariano imagine #jess mariano imagines #gilmore girls #gilmore girls imagine #gilmore girls imagines #gg

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I don’t think this is a hot-take, but I really wish Book 7 didn’t explore the other dorm’s dreams. Or at least they should have limited it to the other overblotters and maybe Ace and Deuce because of HeartShackle trio. Not only did it drag out Book 7 horrendously long, but I think it was detrimental to the book in general. Not only did most of the dreams have no impact on the overall narrative, it shafted the actual Diasomnia member’s screentime (Namely Lilia and Malleus) to only being there at the very beginning and the end. Sebek and Silver were there the whole time, but they kind of were pushed to the background as the other dorms were explored (School bus Silver). Maybe if some of the dreams were shorter then maybe it would have been ok, but I also think that throwing in what was essentially very in your face examples of the students’ character development just wasn’t necessary—at least not for each character.

If Book 8 has the same pacing as Book 7 I’m actually going to lose it. Following previous patterns, Diasomnia will play a role since the past dorm always ties in with the plot of the next book, but I fear the game is going to drag out the plot again. I would have less of an issue if the plot was longer with actual meaningful substance to move the plot along, but twst isn’t known for having decent pacing so I have little hope.

To quote Vil:

Book 7’s took a nosedive as soon as we hit the party recruitment section 💀 I’ve made no secret that I have numerous issues with the execution of every character’s dream, so I won’t repeat them here. (You can see me airing out my frustrations with the dreams here and here if you're interested!)

adibaiofaefas The ironic thing is that I remember being asked if I think we'll see everyone's dreams a few years ago and I had basically said "No way, it'd be so distracting and drag the story out for so long!" ... Well, guess what? That's exactly what happened...

While I do agree that Lilia and Malleus were only relevant at the beginning and end of the book, I'd actually say Silver gets similar treatment. Sure, he's technically present to be our Magic School Bus, but he does not actively contribute to most dreams. His character development starts in the start and ends at the end; there's nothing happening in the middle portion where they're going around waking up their peers. The ONLY Diasomnia character that consistently gets development in book 7 is Sebek, due to him getting unique interactions with the first years and consistently having his internalized racism challenged beginning all the way back in LILIA'S dream. (I speak more at length about Sebek's consistent growth here!)

And??? Despite how often the characters urge us to HURRY UP, we never do. We keep taking unnecessary breaks to share stories or eat fake food. (Seriously, there is SO much eating fake food in the dreams.) So that makes it ultra infuriating whenever Leona complains we should move on or Sebek shouts at us to not waste time. I WISH I COULD, but you literally are not allowing me to.

Another huge issue I have with the dreams is that we don’t learn anything new about the characters. We’re just being told or reminded more directly about how these characters have developed since our first introduction to them. It lacks subtlety and it is especially the worst with the OB boys, who stare down their darkest selves and announce (literally announce) to them how they see their inner-evil, how they’re above them, how they resolve to be better from now on, etc. etc. etc. Other characters get shafted or made into total jokes. It’s a shame too, because Twst has proven to us they can have nuanced interactions that demonstrate character development back in book 6. They were not able to replicate that magic for book 7 😔

GOD. I don’t even want to think about book 8 and how bad the pacing might be for it… Is book 8 going to be even LONGER than 7??? Are we going to have every character with a needlessly long, time wasting segment where they recap their growth to the audience? Is Diasomnia going to get shafted again even though we REALLY need more time in the kitchen to cook with Malleus in the aftermath of his OB??? 😭

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #book 7 spoilers #Malleus Draconia #Lilia Vanrouge #Silver #Sebek Zigvolt #Diasomnia #notes from the writing raven #Leona Kingscholar

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Give up? No Way?

“Y/N, give up now you can’t beat him!” Dick shouts, standing on the couch. The Batfam circled Jason and me, cheering for one of us. Fortunately, most of the cheers were for me. It all started when we played Mario Kart in the media room of the Wayne mansion. Tim had created a bracket and Jason and I were the last ones in the competition. Damian suggested the hardest level, Rainbow Road mirrored. Of course, it came down to who had the most skilled, which was me obviously. But Jason wasn't too happy about it.

“I win! I win! I win against Red Hood!” I shouted, doing a little dance and jumping around with his family. We all cheered. “How does it feel to be a loser, Todd?” I got all up in his face. He glared at me, but soon it was replaced with a smirk.

“Sure you can win at Mariokart, but where's the challenge in that?” He said and the room stopped. Everyone slowly turned to look at Jason. “What are you saying, Jay?” Dick asked. “I'm just pointing out she can’t beat me at one thing. She has tried and always given up.” Before anyone could ask what he was talking about, I looked at him and said, “Today’s the day Todd, Today’s the day I kick your ass.” I smirked getting into a fighting stance. All Jason did was square up. Slowly the Batfam realized what was happening.

“You can’t beat him at fighting Y/n.” Stated Damian. “I can take him. I took a self-defense class when I was fifteen,” I said right back. Jason laughs, “That was ten years ago Y/n.” Cass shakes her head, signing that her money was on me. Tim pulled out his wallet and grabbed a 20 and that's when all the control of the situation fades away. Tim, Damian, and Dick bet on Jason winning while Cass, Bruce, and Duke put their money on me. Jason and I circled each other when he charged. I bounce out of the way before he can grab me. “Is that all you got Jay-bird?” I taunt. “The first one on the ground loses,” Duke says. Jason swings this time, trying to grab onto my waist with one hand. “Come on Ma. You know you can't win.” My only response is to kick him back. He grabbed my leg and started to pull me down. He is winning so I do what any reasonable girl would do. Fake an injury. “AGH! My leg!” Jason immediately drops my leg, rushing to my side. “What's wrong? Are you ok?” Everyone starts talking over each other. While they are distracted, I swipe Jason's legs under him watching him fall. Before he manages to think about what happened, you straddle his waist and hold his hands to the ground. His face is priceless. It's a mix of shock and humor. You kiss his nose. “I win.” Duke cheers while the rest of the boys groan, handing money over to Cass, Duke, and Bruce. You let go of Jason’s hands and sit up as Alfred comes into the media room, announcing that dinner is ready. The crowd of siblings move towards the kitchen, leaving you and Jason in the room. His hands migrated to your hips and he laughed. “Should have known you pull something like that.” “You should have learned by now!” I giggled “How does it feel to be defeated by a regular citizen Red?” He shakes his head, “I don't feel like a loser.” His hands start to massage my thighs. I look at him and smile. “I think the winner deserves a prize,” I say, my smirk growing. “Well, unfortunately,” Jason starts. “I am kinda stuck on the floor hun.” “Well then, a simple kiss would be fine until I can claim my prize later,” I wink. Jay pulls me down, laying a big kiss on my chin, my cheeks, my forehead. “Jason, that's not what I meant and you know it!” I laugh as he continues his path. I take my hands and grab his face, laying a big kiss on his lips. When we part, all we can do is laugh. I open my mouth to say something but Damian runs back into the room, shouting “Hurry up Todd, Alred will not let us eat until you two come to the table.” Just like he came in, Damian sprinted out. I start to stand up, taking Jason’s hands to help him up. “Just so you know,” He starts, “I totally let you win at Mariokart.” I whip my head towards him, “Or is someone just a sore loser?” I snap back, humor in my voice. The only response I get back is a kiss on the forehead and he starts to pull me to join the others.

#jason todd x you #red hood x reader #jason todd #jason todd x reader #batfamily

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kai34902 · 2 months ago

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Addiction to Tranquility

Blurb: When all eyes are on you, you are forced to preform. till your legs bleed, your heart torn apart, and your mind goes numb you must not stop. Until a boy who has no interest in anything but science and space becomes a safe haven for you.

Or alternatively

When two people realize their feelings too late, and now must rebuild civilization while also try to get rid of their feelings for the other. Just one problem: they're addicted to each other

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Paring: Senku x reader

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Chapter 5: King of the Stone world, Shishio Tsukasa

summery: after days of experimenting the revival fluid is made. Taiju and Senku went to revive yuzuriha while you stayed behind to clean up. You should've went with them.

Word count: 3874

Warning: not proofread, and senku's pov isnt cute <\3

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Taiju and Senku were standing around the contraption that Senku made a few weeks ago when waiting for the wine to ferment. I stayed at the top of the house, near the ladder, as I didn’t trust that thing to stay intact. After all it was Senku who made it, and his luck is usually in the negatives.

It did in fact break while Senku explained its origin in mesopotamia. It had gotten all over him, his hair included.

“Oh my god are you ok” I was trying to sound concerned but I was just laughing inside. I grabbed some extra deer skin that we were not using and wiped the wine from Senku’s face and then blotted it to get any excessed wine off of him.

“I’ll be fine” He forced a smile. I knew he was lying

“Don't lie to me” I quickly stripped him from his clothes as more time passes the more the wine will stain the deer skin.

“I’ll go wash your clothes down at the river, you guys clean up while I'm gone.” I scurried away not waiting for a reply. It was totally not because I didn’t want to be around a naked Senku.

Washing the clothes was a pain. I would normally not clean them but knowing the boys it’d be best if I take over. Cleaning off the wine was a challenge, it was even more so because I didn’t have any soap or detergent. Not only that I didn’t have any hydrogen peroxide for a proper soak that’ll have taken most of the wine off.

After a while of painful handwashing I finally got the remains of the wine off of the skins. After twisting as much of the water out of the skins, I went back to the treehouse. While I was gone Taiju went out to collect some more grapes, and Senku cleaned up from the accident.

Taiju started a fire and then got some food cooking beside it. Senku on the other hand was getting mad at stirring the pot filled with freshly made grape juice, though he was most likely mad at the fact that he would have to wait another three weeks till we can make that nital he talked about before.

I fully took advantage of the fire and hung senku’s clothes and the deer skin that I used to blot the wine off. It took until noon the next day for them to be fully dried. I caught him once again making that strange contraption, but this time I offered to help him. He gladly accepted it.

The experimenting finally commences when Senku made that brandy wine he wanted. Since not one of us didn’t know the ratio needed for the cracks to form We ended up mixing random ratios and testing them on the petrified birds. It took a couple of days, and I could see Senku’s motivation diminish slowly. Knowing him, he would think that this hypothesis was wrong and we would have to go back to square one.

It wasn’t often that you would see him like this. Which is why I always try to help him in any way shape or form. Many would argue that I already do that, but I disagree. I’m just a simple spectator, just living through someone else’s story through my own eyes. So I’ll watch the protagonist till he needs my help, in which I’ll do anything.

The sound of rocks cracking silenced all tension around us. The feather I was experimenting on finally cracked, and the culprit was in my hand.

“Oh my gosh (y/n) You did it!” Taiju shook me. If I was a baby, I would’ve had baby shaken syndrome.

“Do you remember the ratio, doll?” Senku asked. I gave him a smile in response, that was all that was needed. He asked me to make some more and we’ll all meet outside. It was weird since we were already in the shack, but I didn’t question it as Senku was acting a bit weird.

I did as I was told and I met him and Taiju outside surrounding a petrified bird. Senku asked me to pour it onto the bird. The slightly familiar faint sound of stone cracking silenced all of us who were anxiously awaiting to see the outcome, and to see if the first try wasn’t a fluke.

“Listen up, big oaf. Doll already knows this lesson so I keep brief so as to not bore her. Lesson one: It's not that there are things science can’t explain, not in the least” Senku started talking which caught our attention.

“There are rules behind everything that happens science is just the name for the study pain in the ass effort that goes into finding out what they are”

Then the stone opened around the bird’s eye, that was the moment when we all realized that we had done it. We made a cure. All thanks to science.

The bird fully broke free and started to fly up into the sky. Then it started circling around us as if it was saying “thank you.” That moment made my heart swell and my lips curving brightly. The sound of Taiju’s signature scream of joy added to the moment.I looked around for Senku who went to sit down.

“Are you ok there genius, you seem a little lonely” I sat beside him

“Couldn’t be any better, doll” He replied. “It just took us a little over a year, it didn’t take as long as I’d imagine”

I looked at him and smiled. He didn’t get to see it as he looked up into the sky, probably watching the bird. Decided to change my mind and place my head down onto his shoulder. “Slow and steady wins the race, no?”

“yeah…I'm gonna beat fantasy with science as my only weapon. So get excited.” I just hummed in acknowledgement, still smiling.

I know Senku isn’t the type of person to lie about things, so unless he changed or he doesn’t know, I know for a fact that he would tell the truth a hundred percent of the time. So when I looked at the both of them, happily content in their own bubble, I made my final conclusion.

Senku definitely likes (y/n). I just hope he lets me be his best man at their wedding like how I'm gonna have him be mine on my wedding day.

Taiju came up to us, eagerly awaiting to ask his question: “So who are we bringing back first?”

“We’ll we’re gonna bring back everyone sooner or later, so it doesn't matter much on who is first but-”

“But I think we know who's first” I finished his sentence. Zuri, My best friend. The guiding lamp in a world full of chaos(the Boys). I can’t wait to hug and talk to her again. But first I had to clean up.

It was my least favorite thing but someone has to do it, and it sure ain't the girl who just revived or the boys who’ll probably misplace things. So I offered to stay behind while those two go ahead.

“Are you sure (y/n) I know you're dying to see her again!” Taiju tried to convince me to come.

“No I can’t have Zuri come back and see this mess, but you have better things to worry about like your confession” I tried to turn Taiju around but failed.

“You sure about staying here Doll. You’ll be all alone, and besides Im sure Yuzuriha wouldn’t mind”

“I'm sure now go! The more time you two waste the more Zuri has to wait!” I turned Senku around which was much easier.

Thankfully they finally listened and started walking towards the tree that protected Zuri. I wished them one final good luck before they fully disappeared from my sight. Once I couldn’t see them, I headed back to the shack and cleaned up.

Moved the petrified birds on the shelves, moved the used pots to the side for washing, and sealed off the rest of the wine so no bugs could get inside. I whipped off the tables with a damp deer skin that became our towel.

Then I moved onto the outside. All I really needed to do was organize and move things around so it wouldn’t seem all scattered like. Once I moved inside the house to clean it up a bit, it has been about two hours since the boys went off.

Unfortunately for me, they’re two hours away from me and an important item that I had forgotten to send them off with….Zuri’s clothes

“Damn it” I cursed out loud.

Lets just hope they have the decency to just bring her back and then revive her, or just make her temporary clothes till they come back.

“Good luck! Come back safely!” I heard her yell.

“I don't know why (y/n) didn’t want to come with us. I mean she cares for Yuzuriha just as much as I do, right Senku” Taiju started questioning her actions.

I don't blame him, not even a single percent. It's easy to figure out a person’s next course of action or even their thoughts from their personality or past actions. But Doll has always thrown me for a loop. Whenever I think she’ll do something, she’ll end up doing the complete opposite. It makes me laugh, though it sometimes infuriates me.

“We can’t dictate what our Doll thinks or what she does so it's best if we don't dwell on it”

That thankfully shut him up for now. Lately he's been more talkative than usual. It all started with my remark in the cave, and ever since then he hasn’t been letting it go. He's been staring at (y/n) and I for the past month or two. It was so obvious that it's almost as if he's trying to prove a point.

I wasn’t wrong nor out of pocket, and besides I've made the worst remarks around (y/n) and she would always play into it. Though lately she’s been acting strangely. She's been running away more, wanting to be by herself, and a bit more protective in a way. If I knew any better her mood swings are due to puberty, but she's already passed that.

“Senku” Taiju spoke seriously. “Tell me the truth, do you or do you not like (y/n) that way”

“You still onto that” I scratch my ear, “I obviously like her if I didn’t I wouldn’t have put up with her”

“NO NOT LIKE THAT! I mean you guys act differently with each other compared to when you act with other people!”

Similarly like in the cave he once again went on and on about my relationship with (y/n).“AND WHAT THE HECK! HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THAT MOMENT EARLIER”

I was thinking back to earlier moments of today. I figured that he was talking about when (y/n) placed her head on my shoulder. It wasn’t anything that important. I knew she was tired, tired of all the experimenting and tired of surviving in a hardcore world. Heck I don't think she ever played minecraft without being in creative mode and building her house first before she actually starts playing.

“She was just tired you big oaf”

“Yeah I know but why did you let her rest on your shoulder, you don't like physical touch, and yet she's always the exception!” He started yelling which bothered all the birds around us. “Even when we were kids you’d let her rest on you.” He paused trying to make the next part dramatic.

“Till you confront your feelings about (y/n) I'm not going to back down! I'll make you realize them even if it takes a century!”

I just chucked in response. It’ll take him more than a century since I don't like her.

It didn’t take long until Taiju and I walked up to the tree where Yuzuriha was encased. The tree protected her body from erosion, and the unique looking headband that (y/n) gifted her also still was intact on her head.

“Alright, I'm ready. It's go time! Let's pour that miracle water! It's gonna turn her back right!” Taiju asked excitedly

“Yeah, I believe that it will. I tried it on a piece of broken stone and it turned into a hunk of dead flesh” I chuckled maniacally, remembering the face when (y/n) saw what I did. It looked like a mixture of horrified, scared, and grossed out. She took the bottle away from me and forbid that I would experiment on petrified people unless they’re whole.

“Try and have a little respect for the dead would you?!” Taiju scolded me.

“I did make the effort to put them back together at first, obviously but it seems that once someone has died reviving them is not an option, I value their sacrifice, and Doll has already prayed for them, perhaps you too should follow suit.”

He gasped, realized that I had a point, and then started praying for them so fast that I thought he was casting a spell. Once that was done he turned around and started pulling the branches away from her. I tried to pass him the miracle fluid since I figured that he would like to do that. But instead of taking the bottle he turned around and started yelling.

“Hold on Senku! She’s naked! Don't look at her” He was so fast that I didn't have enough time to dodge. He poked both of my eyes and went on something about how inappropriate it is to wake her up without clothes. I tried to give the same reasoning as I did with (y/n).

“I know it's tough but would it kill you to try to use some logic for once?! There's absolutely no one to care if your butts showing or even if your dick’s hanging out”

“Yuzuriha does not have a dick!” a point completely missed but reminded me of a similar answer that was given to me.

“I care about this you stupid genius!” she yelled at me from behind the treehouse’s doors, “I'm a modern person, so I don't want my butt, dick, or chest showing!”

(y/n)’s first day in the new world was rough. But she adapted quickly, it was a trait that I admired. Even back in the modern world.

“We need to take her back to camp and get some clothes on her first” Taiju lifted Yuzuriha on his shoulder as if she weighed nothing.

“Okay but how heavy is that statue anyway?” I genuinely asked. Camp wasn't that far but walking that distance with a statue could be too much for someone.

“You’d better not be calling her fat!”

“Way to completely miss the point again, what I mean is that it would be ten billion percent efficient if we woke her up and have her walk there with us. man I can’t deal with this illogical thinking” I muttered.

The sound of a growl coming from the forest made me turn around. “Hey wait, you big oaf!”

A lion appeared from the trees.

“Why is there a lion walking around japan!” Taiju yelled while running

The answer was obvious. It was a descendant from a zoo animal that escaped when there were no more humans to maintain them or to keep them in check. Because of that all the herbivores were likely on the menu. Not only that once it got out to the city it was a pet buffet.

“They are now literally the king of beasts, so we mustened forget that: humans are not the top of the food chain anymore” I wasn”t sure if he gotten the gist of that, but we had no time. We were coming onto a cliff with no choice but to jump. We survived thanks to the tree vines that took most of the fall but it still was still a pain in the ass. We didn’t have time to rest; however, since the lions were still chasing us.

“Why haven't they actually killed us” Taiju spoke with Yuzuriha still in his arms

I chuckled, “They probably have never seen bipods before. I bet we look creepy as hell to them, running on two legs”

“Yeah we are the only humans in the world”

“We definitely spooked them, but they’ll go in for the kill soon even if we get super lucky and make it back to camp, all we got to fight them are spears, Doll may stand a chance since she’s beaten a hundred men once in a fight before. But beasts are different from humans” I explained.

It was game over from the moment it first saw us. “Good luck! Come back safely!” Her voice echoed in my head. I'm sorry Doll but I don't think we will be able to come back safely.

Taiju stopped running and threw Yuzuriha’s statue at me and told me to run. He was willing to sacrifice himself and become lion food. Using some dumb logic that I was humanity’s last hope. It's was only partially true, but Taiju’s brawn is just as important. Humanity needs both of us in order to survive, and I can’t stand to think (y/n)’s tears over Taiju’s bead body.

“If humanity is gonna live on then the three both of us need to survive” I yelled at him. “If we’re gonna make a run for it then it's imperative that we do it together!”

“Yeah! I got it!” He looked back, grabbed Yuzuriha and we started running again. He may be an athlete and strong as an ox, but he's not a fighter. That fact has remained since we were kids, and still continues to be true as we grow.

“Hey if we can’t outrun them then there is something we can do instead” He started deviating from the path back to the camp. He led us to another tree where a bulky guy sat under.

“I found this guy earlier, we have called “the strongest primate highschooler” Shishio Tsukasa.” The title reminded me of something in the past.

He placed Yuzuriha’s body against the tree and started apologizing for not being able to revive at this time. It was taking too much time.

“Don't waste your breath, and let's just pour it on him” I took out the bottle that was originally for Yuzuriha and poured it on him.

The sound of a lion's growl cut through the suspense of the revival fluid’s function. The lions surrounded us, with no choice but to take out the axe I was carrying.

“This is it” I warned Taiju, but the sound of stone cracking took our attention away from the lions. Brown eyes peaked through the stone.

“Sorry! I know this isn't what you wanna wake up to after sleeping for a few thousand years” Taiju apologized.

“What's the situation?” He replied as if he had already adapted. Which is great since there was no time to explain it over tea. “Your whole body is covered in stone. There are lions from your nine o'clock to your two.”

“Yeah ok” He spoke with a tinge of familiarity. He quickly broke free from stone as the lions charged at us.

He used the remaining stone fragments that were on his body and launched them at the lions which knocked them back a bit. Then he used his fist to punch the male lion into the tree with such force that it surprised Taiju and I. In one punch the biggest lion was dead.

The defeat of the head lion made all the others retreat. It was also the fact that Tsukasa glared at them that made them run faster.

“You can fill me with all the details later but I owe you, so I make you this promise the two of you will not be in danger again. From now on I’ll take care of all the fighting.” He glanced back at us, which riled up Taiju.

“You hear that Senku, we had brains, brawn, and talent, but now we’ve also got brute force on the team! We’re just like the four musketeers!” Taiju cheered. But I thought differently.

“I got a feeling that our new guy may be a little bit too strong.”

“How could that be a bad thing like don't we need that kind of help.” He obviously missed the point again.

“What if it turns out that he’s actually some evil homicidal, sex-crazed, wannabe tyrant?” I explained further, “dude’s overpowered, he just killed a lion with his bare hands. We’ve only seen that happen once, remember?” I was hinting to when we first saw (y/n) brother. Daniel (l/n), he had a pretty face that attracted men and women alike. It was something that (y/n) was often jealous of.

When I first met the man he defeated over six hundred men that were twice his age. Because of that he was often revered as “The strongest man in existence.”

Then it hit me, “The Strongest Primate Highschooler” was a title he was meant to receive before he turned it down. I brought my attention back to explaining the circumstances to Taiju.

“Not only that, in a world where guns have not been invested he’s ten billion percent unstoppable”

I let my words carry into Taiju’s head. He’s probably thinking about Tukasa on a throne with women beside him and him telling Yuzuriha to come with him.

“Oh no way we can’t let that happen!”

“Hey guys do you have anything I could use to butcher this with? A knife or at least something sharp if that's all we got” We heard Tsukasa speak from where the lion laid.

“Are you thinking of eating that thing that's nasty!” If (y/n) were here then she would’ve explained that lion mean is not poisonous. But rather it's super tough, reeks of ammonia, and that it tastes bad. but alas I had to explain that.

“When the hell did you eat a lion?!”

“When I was in Africa doing research on Ebola, Doll was there”

“What kind of highschool kid are you?! And why was (y/n) there”

“Did you say (y/n)?” Tsukasa suddenly asked

“Yeah why”

“Nevermind, it might not be the same person” He evaded to the topic of the lion. “Although it was attacking us, I took this noble creatures’s life, so I want to give back to the circle of life by putting all of it to use…I owe it that much”

Taiju screamed once again, completely convinced with his speech. But for me it doesn’t move me one millimeter.

“Come on we’ll lead you back to our camp, its time to introduce to you our, Doll”

“Doll?” Tsukasa questioned

“It's a nickname for the girl he likes” Taiju butted it

“For the last time you big oaf I don't like her like that!”

“I told you before i'm not going to stop till you realize your feelings for her”

“What did I get myself into?” The long brown haired man thought while staring in disbelief of his saviors.

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