#simps so hard i've not seen anything like this for a while

[mal-zoya]

alina: it’s mal. he is the firebird.

nikolai: that’s not *voice crack* he cannot be

alina: saving ravka

nikolai: i love it when you quote me

mal: any chance is better than no chance

nikolai: that’s a very strumhond thing to say!

alina: *sad*

nikolai: *hug*

mal: *sad*

nikolai:*hug*

nikolai: *gives alina his lucky compass*

nikolai: *gives mal his lucky compass*

nikolai: *gives alina his name, the crown, the country, the army*

nikolai: *gives mal his ship, his name, his coat, his best friends, his crew*

nikolai: i hope for all our sakes that we see each other again

mal: ordinary life, full of ordinary things

nikolai: *looks at alina* *looks at mal* if love can ever be called that

me: can you calm the fuck down?!

[vroomvro0mferrari]

CL16 | Oblivious

Sorry it took me so long, I was really busy with finals the last couple of weeks but I've finally finished the fic from the poll! I hope you like it :)

Summary: Charles has been blatantly flirting with Y/N for months, but she's the only one who hasn't noticed.

Charles Leclerc x Sainz!Reader

WC: 2.4K

Warnings: None

Masterlist

Charles was busy in the garage, talking with his mechanics when he saw her walk in. Y/N Sainz, the younger sister of his friend and teammate. He had seen her many, many times when she came to support her brother at his races. It seemed like Charles could sense her presence, knowing she was there without having seen or heard her, always looking up right when she walked in. Y/N Sainz was greatly loved by the Ferrari employees. With her bubbly personality, witty jokes, and bright smiles, all the team members enjoyed her presence. And Charles couldn’t help but feel the same way, although Y/N was completely oblivious to his affection. 

His face lit up when their eyes met, instantly smiling at her company. As soon as she was close enough, he greeted her, “Ah Y/N! Nice to see you again, you look lovely today!” He grinned.

“Oh, thank you, Charles. You’re so kind!” She responded with a bright smile as she hugged him in greeting, the flirty undertone going by entirely unnoticed.

Charles had been enamoured with Y/N since the first time they met. In an effort to not come off too strong and scare her away, Charles tried to flirt with her subtly. However, after several occurrences without any reaction from Y/N, it seemed his flirting was too subtle. Either that or she was not into him. But he couldn’t give into that possibility just yet.

As time passed and Y/N became a more familiar face in the paddock, Charles’s flirtations became bolder. He’d constantly try to include her in conversations and would make up all kinds of excuses just to talk to her. Whenever he did manage to string her into another conversation, he’d try to make her laugh as much as he could. Simply because he could, and because he loved to see her happy and smiling. And if he was feeling really confident, he would even go as far as to touch her arm or the small of her back while they were chatting away or walking around the paddock together. Nevertheless, to Charles's frustration, Y/N didn’t seem to notice his underlying motives, dismissing his actions and words as nothing more than friendly gestures.

Meanwhile, everyone else who had ever been around the duo seemed to have caught sight of the one-sided infatuation and attempt at courtship. Everybody except for Y/N had noticed Charles was desperately trying to make his feelings for the girl obvious, but she simply kept friend-zoning him. Frankly, he found it embarrassing. 

Nearly all of Charles’s fellow drivers had been caught up in one of his attempts to woo Y/N while she simply brushed his compliments off as friendly comments. It was hard not to notice Charles’s fruitless flirting when he did it right in front of them, but they didn’t say anything about it. His colleagues merely exchanged knowing glances with others aware of the situation, amused at Charles’s futile attempts at winning Y/N over. But as time wore on, and Charles kept trying, at least a few of his colleagues started to comment on his persistence, calling him a simp, and joking about his poor flirting. Some suggested he should stop his pursuit of Y/N, as it seemed she wasn’t interested, but Charles was relentless: he would not quit until he knew for sure Y/N Sainz didn’t and would never like him.

And so, when Charles spotted Y/N walking through the paddock with Lando, one of the people in the paddock she got along with better, talking animatedly and laughing loudly with each other, he approached her once more; he would seize any opportunity to blatantly flirt with Y/N. He quickly caught up with the two, putting his hand on the small of her back as he matched his speed with theirs. “You’re absolutely radiant today, chérie” He greeted her with a cheeky grin.  

Y/N looked to her side, greeting the new presence “Hey, Charles!” As oblivious as always, she sweetly smiled up at him and replied, “Thanks! You’re such a sweet friend!”

Lando was a mere bystander in the situation as he observed the interaction, surprised and amused at the ease with which Y/N once again waved off the man who was so clearly crushing on her. He held his opinions back until Charles left, “Wow, you certainly have no trouble friend-zoning him, don’t you?” He commented.

Y/N cocked her head as she looked at him, her brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

Lando laughed humourlessly, “Dear God, you really have no idea?” He paused, “Y/N, Charles has been flirting non-stop with you for ages. How on earth have you not noticed?”

She stopped walking and looked at him in confusion, “He’s not flirting with me, Lando, he’s just being nice. He’s a good friend.” 

“I’m actually quite sure he’s flirting with you, Y/N. So is everyone else. You could literally ask any of the drivers, and they would confirm it. The Ferrari employees too, I reckon. He likes you, Y/N.” He said unimpressed.

“Charles likes me?” She asked softly, suddenly turning shy, a blush creeping onto her face.

Lando sighed, realising his friend was even more oblivious than he initially thought. “Yeah, he does. I’m honestly surprised you’ve never noticed.” He gently squeezed her shoulder before they parted ways.

— — —

For the rest of the day, Y/N thought about Lando’s words. She thought about all her interactions with Charles over the last few months and realised that he did compliment her quite often. 

Once, on a sunny afternoon, Y/N was chatting with some of the Ferrari team members near the garage when Charles spotted her. He, as always, decided to walk over to talk with her, his usual charming smile on his face and mischief in his eyes.

"Y/N, only you can make a sunny day even brighter," he said with a big, playful smile and admiration in his voice.

Y/N blinked at him, surprised by his sudden appearance and his bold statement. "Oh, thank you, Charles! That's really sweet of you to say."

Unfazed by her obliviousness, Charles pressed on, determined to make his feelings known after such a long time. "No, really," he insisted, his gaze unwavering. "I mean it. You bring a brightness to the paddock that I can't quite explain."

Y/N laughed softly, “Well, um, thank you. That’s very kind. What can I say? I try my best.” She replied with a smile.

Another time, Y/N was in the team hospitality when she accidentally spilt her drink, leaving an obvious stain on her white shirt. Charles, who was, unsurprisingly, standing nearby (as always), had noticed immediately and courteously offered one of his extra Ferrari shirts. When he saw the girl he had liked for months in his clothes, wearing his driver’s number, he naturally couldn’t resist the urge to flirt with Y/N.

"Have I ever told you how stunning you look in red?" he remarked, his eyes sparkling with mischief and fondness at the sight of her.

Y/N laughed and replied, "No, I don't think you have," smiling at him in a friendly manner.

"Well, consider it said," he said, his tone playful. "You wear it better than anyone else, that's for sure."

Y/N laughed softly, appreciating her friend’s words, "I doubt that’s true, but thanks, Charles."

Thinking back to these moments, Y/N realised maybe Charles had indeed been flirting with her. However, he might just be like that with all of his friends, complimenting everyone he cares about. Nevertheless, now that Lando had brought this to her attention, she would surely pay extra attention to what Charles would say to her tomorrow.

— — —

The next day, Charles had caught her in a conversation again. They were talking about the race and the current situation with Ferrari. He mentioned the pressure from the team and all the fans that want him to do well, and that the car and the strategies aren’t working the way he wants them to. Of course, Y/N tried to reassure him; to relieve the pressure and stress Charles was feeling. He absolutely adored the way she was trying to comfort him and was not afraid to let her know, “I have to admit, Y/N, nobody can cheer me up like you can. You calm my nerves like no one else,” he said, looking at her lovingly while he expressed his feelings.

Y/N didn’t know how to respond. This was the first time she noticed he was flirting with her whilst he was actually doing it, and she had no idea how to react. When she felt her face heat up, she could only assume she was blushing from the nerves. She diverted her gaze, trying to come up with a good reply to Charles’s advances. How did she usually respond when Charles complimented her? She couldn’t remember now.

Charles was confused at Y/N’s lack of response to his remark. Normally, she’d immediately smile at him and thank him for whatever compliment he’d come up with, but now, she was looking away, and - was he seeing that right? Was she blushing? He had flirted with her countless times, but she had never blushed at any of his comments. Had she finally noticed his advances? Charles watched her with an amused smile while she searched for the right words.

Eventually, she shyly smiled at him, meeting his eyes in a fleeting glance before responding, “I’m glad to be of help.”

Charles, Charles, proud that he was the one to cause her flustered appearance, decided to push a little further, curious to see what would happen, “You really have no idea how much you mean to me, Y/N. Your support helps me so much.” Charles smiled gently and put his hand on her arm. When there’s no immediate response, he continues, “Anyway, I have to get ready for the race. I’ll see you later, yeah?” Y/N merely nodded and watched him walk away.

Her brother had been watching the interaction from a distance, observing the way his sister responded to Charles’s obvious flirting and, too, noticing the difference. “You finally figured it out, huh?” He said with a teasing smile. Y/N rolled her eyes at him in annoyance, but Carlos just continued, “You should let him know you like him too.” Y/N didn’t respond. “You do like him don’t you?” He asks, confused at her unresponsiveness. “Leave me alone, Carlos!” She replied, pushing her brother away. He laughed at her; that reaction was enough for him to know the answer to his question. He ruffled her hair and walked away, also needing to get ready for the race.

After her short talk with Charles, Y/N was sure that he liked her, but how to proceed? She could barely focus on the cars going around the track while all types of ideas were racing around in her head. What on earth was she supposed to do now? Should she wait until the next time Charles would flirt with her, or should she make the move instead? Considering Carlos’s advice, she decided she should take matters into her own hands.

She walked up to Charles as soon as she saw him entering the garage after the race. She had always thought Charles was incredibly attractive – like most women, but he looked especially handsome after he had raced.

“Hey, good job on the race!” She greeted Charles, pulling him into a hug. She looked at him for a second or two, contemplating whether she should actually do this. She smiled up at him shyly, “You know, I love the way your hair looks after a race.” She said blushing, running one of her hands through his messy hair. Charles is surprised at her comment, but he’s shocked at her hand in his hair. This is the first time she has complimented him – or at least, initiated it. Let alone, her touching him in such an intimate way. His eyes were wide and his mouth was slightly agape as he stared at her in disbelief. It was now Charles’s turn to be flustered as Y/N finally reciprocated his attempts at flirting.

In his silence, Y/N decided to continue, “It’s hot.” She said, avoiding eye contact. Charles was unsure how to respond. He had never experienced a situation like this before; he always knew exactly what to say, but she had caught him off guard. After Y/N had friend-zoned him countless times, he was definitely not expecting this; he was not sure what to do.

The absence of a reply only made Y/N more nervous. She distanced herself from him, letting her hand fall from his hair, realising she probably shouldn’t have touched him without permission. Charles was quick to notice her retreat and held her face to stop her from leaving. He raised her chin to make their eyes meet and asked her softly, “Let me take you to dinner?” while he stared at her with adoration.

Y/N smiled at him fondly and nodded her head, “I’d like that, Charles. I’d really like that.” 

“Good,” He said firmly, his smile growing wider, matching hers. “I have to leave now for the debrief, but I’ll text you, okay?” 

Y/N nodded her head in response, letting out a hum. Charles pulled her face closer with the hand on her cheek, and fleetingly kissed her forehead before leaving, looking over his shoulder to catch her gaze one last time.

Y/N stood still in shock for a while, processing what just happened. She had agreed to go on a date with Charles. She was staring outside, letting the situation sink in as she watched people pass by in the busy paddock. Suddenly, she spotted Lando waving wildly at her, trying to get her attention. When he realised that she had seen him, he smiled mischievously and gave her a thumbs-up, assuming the kiss he saw Charles give her was a good sign. Y/N rolled her eyes at him, annoyed by his nosiness, but Lando just laughed, amused at her bother and glad his meddling had helped.

[ereawrites]

girl please you are my only source of Shisui content😭😭 really feeding us shisui simps🤝🏻 anyways, if you feel like it, can you please write about shisui and (if you want to) your fav characters “the moment they realized they fell in love with you”

MMMMMMM this is cute asf! under the cut for length

shisui

he definitely already recognises he has Feelings with a capital F. he's a smart boy and unlike the other two he is pretty emotionally available. but he doesn't want to reveal his Feelings just yet because circumstances are tricky, and he doesn't want to go through all the emotions of a big confession just to not be able to pursue a relationship with you

side note this is ANBU shisui. so he's pretty busy and just casually risking his life on the regular. tbh you're also probably in ANBU and that's how you guys get to know each other so well

anyway he's been sitting on these Feelings for a while. and he knows you like him too. he knows. he indulges in some lowkey flirting from time to time, but he also tries to maintain some level of professional distance

and then you save his life and he's SCREWED

you're both assigned to the same mission and spend the entire time dancing around flirting/not flirting, trying to hide it from your teammates, just generally having to try really hard not to distract each other too much. then there's an ambush on your squad and shit gets kinda crazy

shisui probably exhausts himself a bit protecting the entire squad and manages to get himself knocked flat on his ass. there's an enemy stood over him and he's out of kunai and his chakra is depleted and he thinks well, that's that and then you're cutting down the enemy out of nowhere

he stares up at you like an idiot lol. you look like shit, you're covered in blood and your headband is lopsided. and he thinks you're the most beautiful thing he's ever seen

HE LIKES A WOMAN WHO COULD BEAT HIS ASS okay

in that moment he just realises how much he trusts you, and how well you guys work together. he can't stop thinking about it long after you guys get back to the village. he's literally dreaming about it. and after a few days he's like. this is love ig. wow.

shisui won't keep it from you for long. he thinks you deserve to know, even if it changes your dynamic as teammates. capital F Feelings are one thing but love is too important to hide. he might try to keep it professional (mutual pining?!?!??!), but I also see him going for a relationship here, even if you have to hide it from your superiors. and let's be real a secret relationship with shisui. it's hot

kakashi

see now kakashi. he knows he has feelings. but he won't admit it to himself. he says no thank you not today. he's so stupid lol he thinks if he ignores it then it'll go away

he can't really keep himself away from you though. he wants to distance himself and that's his first instinct, but he literally just can't do it. he keeps finding himself wandering into your path, or just happening to train at the same time as you, or listening more intently when a mutual friend mentions your name

and the whole damn time he's like ah yes this is normal friendship. you probably don't realise anything is going on with him though, because kakashi is just weird in general. he does all this strange shit and no one questions it. you encounter him in the makeup aisle of a store on the other side of town from where he lives, and he thinks the jig is up, but you literally just assume he's doing Kakashi Things. and he thinks he's so slick

when it does finally hit him though, it hits him HARD. I see him finally realising he's in love in a very random, domestic moment

okok I've got it. he's back from a pretty tiring mission and he just instantly wipes out in his apartment as usual, doesn't bother getting groceries or anything. he figures he can survive off the food pills in the cupboard for a few days until he has the energy to grocery shop

then you just.....show up at his apartment??? carrying grocery bags?? and start putting food in his fridge????

kakashi doesn't really know how to react to this, but he feels bad just standing there, so he kinda sheepishly shuffles over and starts helping you put the groceries away. and it's nice. this is when he realises

literally drops whatever he's holding. this is a big oh shit moment for him. he lowkey really panics, he has no idea what he's supposed to do with these feelings, it's the dreaded L Word and that's scary as hell. he goes super quiet and avoids eye contact bc he's convinced you're going to read his mind

and of course you think this is Kakashi Things yet again. he's just weird. even over the next few weeks when he starts acting REALLY strange - avoiding you like the plague one day, attached to your hip the next - you don't think much of it. and this makes it sooooo much worse for him lol. he's never going to confess on his own

it's honestly torture for him. he's losing sleep over this. kakashi hatake??? in.... LOVE???? impossible

please please please just let one of your mutual friends intervene. hopefully he (drunkenly) confesses to someone, and they're able to pull some strings to force you to talk to each other. he may literally pass out when he has to confess to you, but just roll with it

tobirama

oh god it's so cliche for tobirama but I have to do it. ENEMIES TO LOVERS

like look at him. he's so smug. he has a lot of pride, so he's pretty likely to end up having some kind of political/ideological rivalry with you. maybe you tend to very vocally disagree with his ideas for the village or strategies for missions. and it annoys him so much, especially because you're articulate and convincing with your points

so he's in this weird position where he has respect for you and your intelligence..... but you also infuriate him to no end. over time, he starts to dwell on your encounters more and more - he thinks about them even when he's training, or relaxing at home, or away on a mission. and this just pisses him off more bc he literally cannot get a moment's peace from you

hashirama notices this WELL before tobirama does. and it makes him all giddy and excited bc he knows what it means, but he doesn't want to ruin the surprise for tobirama lol

honestly it gets to the point where he will ignore everyone else in the room just to debate with you. it's at this point that he starts to realise he's got strong emotions towards you, but he kind of just brushes it off as a rivalry. he definitely doesn't even consider the possibility that they're romantic feelings

tbh. you're going to have to be the one to make the first move. unfortunately for you, tobirama is hot AND irritating, so he's going to get under your skin just as much as you get under his. it probably ends up with a pretty heated confrontation at some point

lets say you've had a pretty big disagreement at a meeting, and he ended up getting his way with the rest of the council. so you storm into his office later that day to chew him out. and tobirama is in one of his smug asshole moods bc he 'won', which means he's just smirking at you. and this is the moment ok just kiss him. wipe the smug look off his face

it takes him a few seconds to react, but he definitely pushes you off and orders you out of his office. at first he's absolutely furious, but then he realises a few days later that he can't stop thinking about the kiss, and not necessarily in a bad way. he finds himself wishing he'd kissed you back, even if just out of curiosity

BUT tobirama is stubborn so he won't admit that to you. he waits until he gets an opportunity to come argue with you, then seeks you out, and tries to goad you into kissing him again. hopefully he manages to piss you off enough to make you do it. because it's GOOD

he can't help but kiss you hard. probably pulls you into him by the jaw, wraps his other arm around your waist, won't let you go. don't wanna get too saucy here but I wouldn't be surprised if this gets a little steamy before he stops himself. he gets lost in the moment

then he pushes you off AGAIN lol it's so frustrating. this time it's bc he's like oh fuck. fuck. this is more than a rivalry

it's gonna end up a game of cat and mouse tbh. neither of you want to admit the depth of your feelings, but you also can't stay away from each other

[vinetae]

As If It's His Last - PJM

"Mmmm, you're such a sensitive baby, aren't you?"

Genre: FWB, F2L, Smut, mutual pinning?

Summary: it had been a simple agreement. You felt bad at how many times Jimin had a hectic schedule. And while you couldn't do anything about that, you could offer some services out of pity for the boy..

Warnings: shower sex, vaginal fingering, Dom!Jimin, bratty sub!Reader, shower games, cunillingus, spanking? Jimin's such a tease lol, unprotected sex (don't do this), best friend banter while fucking (and damn, do we love that), cursing, foul language.

Word Count: 4K

A/n: just some drabbles I forgot to post like a year ago. 💀🙏😭 This was heavily inspired by my simp ass and the vlive where jimin wished someone would wash him LMFAO.

Edit: welcome back, you horny bitches. I've updated this to conclude their FULL SMUT. So, happy early birthday 💀😭

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"I'll do it" you comment, as he sits up to counter your straight face. His eyebrows lift, a shocked expression plastered his features.

"You what?" He asks, not truly comprehending what his friend had just agreed to.

"I'll wash you if you want."

He laughs out loud at the seemingly meaningless joke. His chest rises in sharp points, as his joking reaction makes your face remain unchanged. He'd been complaining for around an hour, seeing how long he could go without a shower after coming back from a hard session's practice. He'd always procrastinate washing himself, but never excused his hygiene.

Ironically, he was possibly the most clean person you've ever known. He always loved dousing himself in expensive perfumes, a 10-step skincare, and brushing his teeth for not 3 but FOUR minutes, twice a day. If you hadn't known better, you might've mistook him for a germaphobe. Once you had seen his apartment for the first time, you'd quickly realized your accusations were limited to what everyone say everyday.

"Are you for real?" He questions, not believing that his friend of only a few months would help him with something so intimate that ESPECIALLY only couples would do.

However, you were just a good friend.

You slide the cover of your book down your thighs, sighing at his thick head.

"Seriously Jimin? You just spent almost an hour debating whether showering in the morning or afternoon is healthier. You KNOW you only did that so you could excuse your laziness." His eyes widen at your words, but he doesn't deny it.

"But... Are you sure? I mean we've only known each other for a few months And-" you stand, glancing at his slouched figure.

"It's an offer, not a request. You want help, and I like helping people. Plus, it'll give me practice for when I volunteer at the senior citizen home." You tease flashing him a cheeky grin, as he stands, yelling to protest.

"Hey! Don't call me old!" You laugh at his cute pout. He watches as the sway of your hips lure him to the frame that connect the hallway to bathroom. He can feel the dryness of his throat out run the natural portion. Your upper body turns to graze his eyes, a tiny, sultry grin tugs your cornered lip.

"Coming?"

..

His eyes trail on the curves of your frame as you remove rhe excess pieces that had hidden your goddess-like figure so well. His tongue sticks out to wet the pad of his lips, making the plump set glisten. His gesture doesn't go unnoticed for you as well. You bat the thick of your eyelashes, while slowly removing the last article of clothing, sending him a greasy smirk.

"Yah, this ain't a free strip club." You point to the shower, watching the gears in his head finally turning to your command. This time, it's your turn to oogle at his built figure. The sweat glistens off his proportioned figure, sliding down the muscles of his arms. The veins in his hands track all the way to his protruding Adam's apple, watching it Bob up and down once before he removes another piece of his clothing.

Soon, he's left in nothing bit tight clad briefs, the Chanel red and white stripped label hugs his lower waist oh so perfectly. His lips tug into a smirk nothing how you'd been caught on his waist for one second too long. He curves his thumb to tug the elastic of his briefs down, giving you a teasing peak of his prominent v-line. He watches your cheek indent quickly, knowing that you'd bitten the inside harshly.

You shake your head to rid yourself of the impure images that had Corrupted your mind for a few moments. You meet his gaze, before motioning to the shower. He chuckles, noticing the tint of your ears matching hues with your cheeks. He stalks your figure, closing the small space that had separated the two of you, and sane from insanity.

"Aren't you going to get wet too?" His thumb comes to lift the point of your chin, narrowed eyes dark chocolate and fiery, baring down into your doe-like irises. His fingers come to toy with the elastic of your bra, before releasing it as it snaps against your skin. You flinch at the sudden act, the lump in your throat doesn't seem to faulted in rendering you speechless. His breath rolls past the shell of your ear, brushing the side of your cheek smoothly.

"No? Because.."

His steps corner you into the steamy shower until you're pressed up against the tiled wall. His eyes peer into yours, hands come up to already palm the rounds of your breasts pulling the thin fabric down to toy with the erect buds.

"I think you already are."

You'd gone into this situation with tact and though-filled head. Now, your girly brain had been boiling on the stove labeled horny, with your pussy as the chef, and Jimin being the heat.

Weird analogy I know, but still.

It's true.

The inside of his palm comes up to trace along the heated outline of your figure. His smirk beaming wider than a turn an eighteen-wheeler has to make.

"So quiet now, huh?" Your brain had almost been fried by his lingering touches, when a sense of well.. sensibility washes over you. Suddenly, you had regained your voice.

"You keep this up and you'll be stuck with blue balls AND a lonely wash up." Your tone seeps into his brain, pushing past all of the aroused and biological thoughts that had clouded his mind. He pouts, but backs away, giving you space as you repremand his ass.

Once his lecture was over, you watched as he lowered himself into the tub's heated waters, watching as his face immidiently forms new expressions. Most had remained relaxed, but one still stood out to you.

The steam had now risen to damp the ends of his hair, making the baby strands cling to his forehead. His newly dyed locks had blocked a portion of his view. You smile, bringing your hand up to brush the straggles out of his way. Much like how a mother's caring touch would be. He sighs, unconsiously leaning into your touch. You'd pulled your hand a few centimeters away right before his selfish, naughty hands had brought them right back down, pressing your palms against his reddened cheek.

"Just... stay like this, please?" He whines softly, not wanting to release from the comforting touch of your hands. You sigh, shifting on the tub's edge before finding an okay position. His eyes lull closed, peaking open once a while to make sure that you hadn't left him.

Your chin rests on tub's edge, watching how his facial features sink more into a relaxed transe. Finally, he felt at peace.

Except the hardening of his cock under the soapy waters.

He groans, trying to push those thoughts away, know that you hadn't been in that kind of mood right now.

You had usually flirted back and countered his sweet-comments and teases, a grin of your own painting your expressions while you two laughed, ending the silly encounter each time. Your laugh lines had been his serotonin. He'd never openly admit this.. of course.

But those sweet-nothings were for a different time, told to him by his stirring cock. Thankfully, the lavander and vanilla bath bomb you'd decided to throw in last minute had dissloved into a perfect shield for his dick.

Though the wet patches along your skin had done the opposite.

He peaks his eyes open, watching as the water shines an almost like glitter effect on the surface of your skin. With each splotch of water had been followed by clear definitions of it's gleams.

Yep... there goes his thoughts again.

"Y/n.." He gently calls out, seeing if you'd react with the same tone as earlier. He looks to see that your face had softened, showing him a more caring side than before. Usually, you had been this strong, confident and stubborn woman he'd grown to love. But how the way your rosy cheeks matched his set from the steamy waters had painted a different picture for him.

It also didn't help that you were in the most basic, but sexiest pair of underwear and bra he'd ever seen.

Sure, he's seen the lace, the frills, satin, silks and more.

Maybe it's his crazy, sex-driven mind..

But you looked like the most beautiful thing in the world.

Hell, this feeling wasn't even that sexual.

It had always been with him.

Since the day you two had meet in that cafe.

His voice calls out again, watching as your nose scrunches from the louder volume, but yet still having that gentle and warming tone he'd always carry.

You hum in response, not really minding what he was going to go on about. Sure you cared but..

This water had also felt too good to pass up.

So you opted for dragging your finger tips across it's fluctuate surface, watching as your minimal movements had trailed behind light ripples in their place. Your digits dip down ever so often, relaxing at the bath water's warm embrace.

This time, you hear your name for the third time.

You sigh, glancing to pull your eyes from the peaceful streams, to his boyish look.

Except...

He hadn't looked boyish at all.

The prominent lines of his muscle protruded far more than you could've ever imagned. His upper porportion had broad shoulders, defined and calculated features that would make any female instantly swoon.

"How are you going to wash me if I'm in here, and you're out there." His chin comes to rest on the tub's edge in front of you, mimicking your position with a smile painting his features.

You sigh, trying to hide the obvious smile that had accidentally slipped from your control.

"Fine," You fake a groan, acting as if your mother asking you to take out the trash. You see his lips pucker to a cute, puppy-like pout.

"You offered, you know.." You nod, removing your last pieces of clothing before stepping into the water's steamy embrace. The tub hadn't been that large, so you had to really squeeze to fit the both of you. Somehow, he manage to scoot closer, a gleam so warm and inviting lays beneath his cold, matured exterior.

He rests of the point of his chin on the round of his knees, pulling them closer to his chest, as you had done the same. That earns you a laugh from his side.

"Two bros, chilling in a bath tub two feet apart cause they're not gay." You laugh at the stupid reference, hitting his shoulder lightly. "You're ridiculous."

As your smiles recceed, something had taken their place. Even though both sets of tucked legs had been the barrier between the two of you, it didn't stop the lack of space slowly disappearing at the held gaze you both had in your eyes.

Your lips barely just centimeters away, as his hand comes up to cup the round of your cheek, his voice lowering to a permissive octave.

"You know, that trend of Tik Tok has been going around lately." You chuckle at his random response.

"Which one? There are about a gazillion.."

he leans in closer, brushing the pads of his lips against yours, giving you just a slight taste of what he's offering.

"The one where you kiss your best friend."

You lightly scoff at his comment.

He can't be serious.

.. Can he?

One more lessened inch was all it took for his lips to capture yours. The kiss had been gentle and kind at first, until something primal and needy had taken the reigns. His breath became heavy, the sounds he started to let slip had been doing a number on your sensability.

Just before anything gets too heavy, he quickly pulls away, leaving a trail of saliva bridging between his and your lips.

"I- want to make sure that you're okay.." You're quick to nod, trying to rekindle the fire he had you desiring so, but he takes control once more.

"I need verbal confirmation, Y/n. I don't want to make it feel like I'm forcing you or anythi-" He's cut off by the pressure of your lips crashing onto his.

Once you're through, it's your turn to pull away, leaving him in need.

"Permission granted.." Those few words had all it took for his lips to finally connect with your once more, this time with a firey and passionate seer of affection attached along with it. His hands are quick to unfold your body, pulling to straddle his lap. The already lack of any attire had been teasing enough, as the butterflies flying around in your stomach had been inexorable. Your confidentials meeting to grind against one another, the length of his cock gliding easily through your folds. His head draws back, groaning at the delightful feeling.

"Are we..." He takes in a few breaths, trying to make sense of this situation for what's best for the both of you.

"Are we sure this is a good place for our first?" You take a look around, thinking logically on how this could go. Your faces scrunches at the idea.

"Shower then?" Your comment had him rising quicker than his dick did, pulling you along up with him before he's pressing your back up against the tiled shower's wall. His palms coming to cup the rounds of your breasts, tweaking your nipples gently to see your reaction.

Not to his surprised, you'd moaned.

Quite loudly in fact.

Your head lulls against the shower's walls, while his smirk creeps his face.

"Didn't know you had that in you.." He groans, free hand reaching behind to pull your ass tighter against his frame, giving the rounded flesh some gentle squeezes.

"What do you mean, in me?" Your head follows the trail of kisses his lips had placed upon your exposed upper half, watching the glint in his eyes each time he notice your body flinching at the light grazes.

"Mmmm, you're such a sensitive baby, aren't you?" Your lips part, mouth dropping down to form a long O-shape. The digits of his fingers trail down your torso, brushing along the dip of your navel before slipping between your thighs. Your hands reach out to wrap themselves around his neck, while your palm moves the strands out from his view.

His long digits drew light circles into your hooded bud, as your back arches against the tiled wall. Your sounds are the only confirmation he needed to continue on his exploration.

"Hmm, you know I've always wondered something.." His tone is teasing, with a hint of malicious .. something.. behind it.

There was deffiantly more than this sweet cinnamon personality.

You scoff at his retort, feeling the way our leg twitches from the small amount of pleasure you'd reccived.

"I've always wanted to know.." You felt the sting of his finger pushing its way up into you, sliding easily past your folds, as the sounds it had drawn out were immaculate to his ears.

"If my accusations were correct." You groan out, not knowing a damn about what he had been going on with, but knowing damn well how it felt.

You chuckle at his words. "Yeah? What accusations?"

A smirk plasters his face.

"Oh, you know.. Just some things that have popped into my head.." His head's quick to find it's way down your body, as his face had been at direct level with your sobbing core. Your breath hitched at the sight.

"About how much pressure it would take for you to squeeze me with the fucking thighs until my head popped like a balloon.." His words cut like a knife dragging along your skin. His hand comes up, spreading your lips apart to reveal all of your shameful glory.

"How pretty this pussy would look all wet and needy for me." He removes all pressure, licking a stripe up the very center as your head lulls back, fist full of his hair quickly fill your balled hands.

"How loud you can scream my name."

Your hands ball ever more at his sudden words, as he takes the plump of his lips, wrapping them around your throbbing clit as a whole new world of this shit had just been unlocked for you like a fucking video game. He reaches up, pulling one of your thighs over his shoulder, burying the face even deep into your aching pussy, watching as the tip of his nose kisses your public bone.

Sounds of pleasure and nothing more had filled the dorm's shower room, as your best friend had been on his knees, acting like your pussy had been his favorite meal.

His palms grip at your thighs, feeling the soft pudgy goodness engulf his head even more.

Your head lulled back, thighs quivering around his head. Hands coming to grip at his damp roots, mouth jarring wide as he practically recites every letter from the alphabet.

You certainly hadn't planned for this to happen with your best friend. But hey,

Was this really a time to complain?

"Fu-fucking- Oh shit!" The burn you felt between your thighs had nothing on Jimin's teeth biting down into the side of your neck. His hips rolled against your body, as his arm kept your thigh proped up and open for his liking.

The pad of his lips switching between sucking and marking your damp skin, hot water steaming down onto the both of you. Your fingers tugged at his newly dyed roots,mouth parting as his cock slides against your walls.

"So fucking good for me, baby. Taking my cock so well." Your head lulls back, chest heaving in agony. His hips snapped against yours, as his hand helds you at the sides to keep you in place.

"O-oh my God.." You whine, unconsciously lifting your other leg to try and wrap yourself fully around his waist. A chuckle rolls from his lips, before he gently pulls out, making you whine from loss of contact.

In a matter of seconds, he has you sat on his lap, as he's resting on the shower stools surface. Wasn't the series position, but hey. You weren't one to complain.

"And here I thought Jin's old man stool was useless." He retorts, guiding your hips to sink down onto his standing cock. Your hands use the crease of his shoulders in balancing, as your let out a short laugh.

"Oh so now I have to do all the work?"

A smirk presses his lips, as his mouth reaches out to suck dark blotches into the skin of your collarbone. "Be a good girl and maybe it'll be worth your while."

Your heart sank at his words.

"Fuck you for being my friend."

"Why? Cause I'm so awesome at it?"

"No." You groan, taking a big gulp of air from the steam of the shower. "C-Cause you fucking know me too well."

He chuckles, gently guiding your hips along the length of his cock, your legs hugged to his sides in support of the painful position.

"Oh, im sorry for being such a good friend." Smirking, his hand comes to cup your breast, tweaking the erect bud between his two fingers. He watches as your lips drop to part in pleasure, leaning your body closer to his. The moment had been arrogant, and annoying, but most of all..

Amazing.

"mm- s-still fuck you." You moan out, body presses against his, in support. The burning of your thighs had been overpowering your motives to continue, as you let out a whine.

"Yeah yeah, yoy know you love it." Your pussy cleched around his cock, making your head fall onto his shoulder. His praises pulling you into a daze you'd never felt before. Nails digging into his glistening skin, the shower mixed along with your sweat at done nothing in making this scene any less arousing.

He lets out a soft chuckle, bringing his arms up to hold your body to his, making sure your fucked out state doesn't injure yourself.

His lips hover gently infront of yours, brushing a string of wet hair from your view.

"Weak." He teases.

You lift your arm, punching his side gently. His chest rolls out a soft laugh,hoisting your waist to press against his.

"Yah, are you really trying to sleep when we're having sex?"

Your head shakes, forehead pressed into his shoulder dip. "Fucking burns.."

"Ah, yeah I know. It's pretty big."

You lift up, playfully hitting his chest once more from his comment.

"Alright alright. Jeez, making the man do all the work as usual, huh?" He's quick to lift your body from his, pressing you back against the shower wall, easily sliding his cock through your velvety walls once more. Your arms throw themselves around his neck, head craning backwards as your back arches off against the wall. He scoffs, rolling his hips into yours. His finger coming up to poke your cheek.

"Faker."

A smile presses your lips, closing the distance between the two of you. Hands carding through his damp locks, as the shower's hot pressure drips along both of your skin.

Your eyes screwed shut, sucking in a breath. "F-fuck i-i'm-" His lips capture yours once more, as the tip of his index finger reaches down, rubbing circles against your throbbing clit.

"Yeahh, cum for me, jagi. Let all the guys know who's fucking you this good." Your head knocks back against the marbled shower wall, thighs twitching in his grip as a wave of pleasure crashes in to you. He moans out, feeling the way you clamp down on his when your orgasm hits.

"Oh, yeahhh! That's my good girl. Such a good baby for me- fuck!" With one final thrust, the tip of his cock kisses your cervix as he paints your walls white. You both pull away slightly, trying to catch your breaths. The hot shower water had done nothing in cooling the two of you down.

After a few moments drip by, Jimin lifts his head to look at you. A smirk presses his lips, as he pulls your figure back against his to make the two of your stand under the shower's rainfall like pressure.

"Looks like you're the one who needs a wash off now.."

You chuckle, cupping the side of his face in your palms, placing a gentle peck to his lips. His hands come to hold your waist, returning the cute gesture.

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Holy shit I'm finding so many unpublished drafts..

[xiaosfavqingxin]

Undress me with your eyes (Scaramouche x nb sub! Reader)

Cw: degradation, overstimulation, edging, choking, marking, sucking bruises, nipple play, Scara has a lot going on with the readers thighs (basically worship)

Non-binary reader; they/them pronouns; fem! Anatomy

Another one dedicated to my beloved Scara simp @yanfeiimain <3

Art by saikiiioo on twt

You and Scara were on the way to Irminsul, searching answers to a question, that was nowhere near relevant for finding your twin, but for once there wasn‘t a single complaint on your mind. Sure, it was hot, and the winds of the desert weren’t too kind on you either, but every thought inside your mind seemed to vanish, as soon you got to glaze at the blue haired boy beside you. You werent going to lie, his new outfit looked good on him. Too good. It wasnt the most revealing thing youd ever seen, but it didnt make an effort to hide anything from your gaze either. the black top that he wore was tight enough for you to watch every single one of his muscles flex under it, his hands and arms only being covered by the gloves and blue and white top parts, the sight of bare skin and his fingers, being enough for you to fantazise about him in a whole different situation.

The way his fingers would curl up inside of you, the view youd have lying beneath him, the feeling of these devilish lips sucking impaitently on your skin... god you had always wanted him and that outfit made you want him even more. you couln`t help it, you wanted this man to ruin you.

"Quit undressing me with your eyes, Traveller."

The tone of his voice was sharp like a knife, immediately interrupting your trail of very pleasing thoughts, and causing you to break your gaze from the subject that had messed with your mind to begin with. You managed to focus your gaze on the road again, a blush spread across your cheeks.

As you continue to wander in the desert, Scaramouches pace picked up, having him walk infront of you. You couldn't help it, but again watch every single inch of his muscles and the way they flexed with every movement. In your desperate mindset it was more than hard to not let your thoughts trail, and picture how good all of these muscles must be looking on top of you.

You were so lost in your own dirty imagination, that you did not notice, being teleported to a hotel room, before you heard Scaramouche speak up, his voice low.

"I would tell you..." he began, pausing for a second, before continuing to speak. "...That I am disappointed, but that would meant I've had some sort of expectations towards you... but I didn't have any to begin with." he states, almost dryly.

You didn't quite catch what he was up to at first, but as soon as you heard him say his next words, it was crystal clear to you.

"I can hear every one of your thoughts, Traveller."

This time, his voice was drenched with lust. "Lets see if you can handle these cute little fantasies of yours being turned into reality~" he said, a sly smirk creeping on his lips. With that he has both of your outfits removed, and you beneath him, quivering in excitement. Immediately one of his hands find your neck, his thumb grazing over your veins, before firmly pressing down, cutting off your blood flow, and clouding your brain with lust. Satisfied with how you melt into his touch, he began trailing down your chest with his lips, first circling your nipple gently with the tip of his tongue, teasing it gently. Twisting the other one in his fingers lightly, he started to suck and bite down on your sensitive flesh, leaving you to gasp out a surprised moan, with the bit of air you had left.

Chuckling at your reaction, he let his mouth wander to your other nipple, sucking and biting down on it, while pleasing the other one with the hand that was not holding your throat.

Once the blue haired seemed satisfied with his work, he lifted himself up, to drink in the sight of you all worked up and beneath him, nipples perked up, red and swollen. As soon as his hand left your throat, you suck in a sharp breath, filling your lungs with oxygen, before a desperate plea left your lips. "Please...~" Scaramouche, in response, only chuckled. "Please what darling? If you want me to do something you have to tell me, you know? Use your words." He said, his voice almost mocking.

This caused you to blush even harder, hiding your face, before muttering a response. "Just fucking touch me Scaramouche!" You whine, sounding annoyed. Your hands didn't cover your face for long, as he took both your wrists with one hand, pinning them over your head, before leaning close to your ear, his breath fanning your neck "Watch your tone, slut"

With that, he heard your breath hitch, now a satisfied grin plastering his lips. "Finally, you're quiet." He cooed, as he noticed that you were not able to form a proper response.

The man above you took another look at you, being a panting and squirming mess.

"Oh my, look at you, so worn out and I haven't even touched you yet... fucking pathetic." He said, holding eye contact, before his lips started trailing over your body again, smirking against your heated up skin, as he felt your racing heartbeat and your ragged breathing. His lips made their way all over your body, while he let your hands free, just for his fingers to make their way down to your waist, easily pinning you into the matress one-handedly. The sudden tightness of his grip caught you off guard, another desperate moan leaving your lips again. "Shut your mouth you desperate little shit." he warned you coldly, the words quickly followed by you biting your lip, wanting to obey his words. A sting shoots through your body, painful, though not unwelcoming as Scaramouche bit your inner thigh harshly, his tongue licking over the bite marks, each bite closer to your aching core. He was able to taste how desperate you were for him by now, but he took his time, covering the inner sides of your thigs in marks and bruises. Once more Scara leaned back, admiring his work, before letting his nails scratch down on them, leaving angry red streaks, amongst all the hickeys.

You were sick of his teasing by now, craving your relief. In an attempt for him to hurry things up, you tried closing your legs, which only caused him to scratch your thighs harshly once more, as he threw both of your legs over his shoulders effortlessly, now having the perfect view of your leaking cunt. "dont even try to deny me darling, i can see how bad you long for me..." he said with a sly smirk, as his thumbs run ligtly in between your folds. They were feather light touches only, but enough for you to whine loudly. He had been teasing you for so long by now, it wouldn't take much to actually send you over the edge. A slight amused laugh could be heard from Scara, who was still stunned by your desperation. Finally, you could feel two of his thingers inside of you, only moving enough to slightly graze that spot inside of yours that made you see stars. "Eager much, aren't you, whore?" he asked, smirking as you threw your head back, a moan of pleasure leaving your mouth. "hmmm..." the man on top of you murmured, as if considering something. "... so wet already... think you can be good enough for me and take my dick?" Waiting for a response of yours, he started slightly moving his fingers inside of you, feeling your walls clenching around them in a needy demenour. You took a breath, in attempt to calm your racing heartbeat, so you were able to respond as properly as your current state allowed it, searching for eyecontact as you spoke. "I can take it Scara, i promise... just please, do something." you pant out, not caring anymore, if you sounded desperate. You needed him inside you. Now.

As soon as he heard your words, his smirk grew even wider, retrieving his fingers with one last teasing brush against your sensitive spot, which caused your legs to tremble, but staying on his shoulders. A whine escapes your lips at the feeling of emptiness only for you to recieve the most sinful sight. Scaramouches hand, which was still coated in your wetness, was now wrapped around his dick, moving up and down in a slow, agonizing motion, making his breathing go as heavy as yours and a light shade of pink spreading on his cheeks. Seeing him in front of you like this, was an angelic sight, causing you to shiver in exitement. "Alright darling" the blue haired cooed in a lustful voice, while lining himself up, making you feel nothing but his tip ...yet "Then show me how good you can be for me." he rasped out, entering you completely in one swift motion. This time, Scara didn't make an effort to silent you as you cried out in pleasure, feeling him inside of you finally. He didn't move immediately, grabbing your thighs again, to pull you even closer to him, his nails digging into your thighs in the process. The mixture of pain and pleasure had you moan again, Scara taking this as a sign to move. His hands slide down your thighs in a painfully slow stroke, before eventually resting on your waist. With a certainly strong and tight grip he was now pressing you down into the matress. "no cumming until you've been given permission, understood?" he asked, his voice carrying a stern but lustful tone as he tilted up your head with one hand, forcing you to hold eye contact with him. "yes, yes understood!" yu agree, nodding eagerly. "Good." he approved, sounding satisfied, as his hand wandered down your neck, pinning your head on the matress in a matter of seconds, his hand staying around your throat as he pulls out, and re-enters you with a strong force. Every intention of teasing now seemed forgotten, as he was thrusting into you in a fast steady pace, keeping his strong grasp on your waist and throat, only allowing himself to thrust even deeper. Releasing your troat, he yanked you forward on your hair, bringing your lips to his. The kiss was all teeth and tongue, both of you too caught up in their pleasure. Suddenly, the man on top of you hit that specific spot inside of you in just the right angle, causing you to let out a strained moan. "Ahhh, Scaraaaaaa~ im gonnaa~" you couldn't even finish your sentence, before you felt the tight knot in your stomach explode, releasing all over his dick. Despite the fact that you just came, Scara seemed to show no signs of stopping soon. Instead, he just started grinning. "awww poor thing, did I fuck you stupid? His voice was drenched in fake pity, before it lowered down. "As far as I remember I haven't given you permission yet... too bad you didn't want to listen to me... now suffer the concequences." Reajusting himself, he pressed your hips down, with a grip so harsh, that you could be sure there would be bruises the next day. He picked up his pace again, making your entire body shake in overstimulation. "Too much..." you cry out, as Scaramouche continued to abuse your sensitive spot. "Too much, huh? First disobeying me, and now you have the audacity to complain? Know your fucking place, slut." he spat, though his breathing got more ragged by the second, telling you he was close. while still mercilessly fucking you, his lips found their way on your skin again, explicitly targeting the bruises that he had left earlier, teeth grazing against the already purple tainted skin, sucking them harshly, leaving the spots where his lips had been heated up and throbbing. You heard Scaramouche groan louder, his thrusts becoming sloppier before he finally released as well. The feeling of his cum dripping down your marked thighs was enough to send you over the edge again as well, his juices now mixing with yours. There was silence in between the both of you for a moment, both of you panting and coming down from your highs, until Scaramouche finally removed himself from you, pulling out.

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summer nights (tate langdon x reader)

cw: alcohol, animal abuse (i am so so so sorry), tate being tate, tate being a simp for the reader and reader being obsessed with tate

a/n: i kinda want to make a couple parts for this (like tate one shots in the same universe if that makes sense?)

I was so bored. Ghost life was nothing like I imagined. In my head, I had a picture of it, something demonic, almost like hell after death. But it turned out I was wrong, once again. The afterlife was literally just walking around the house that I was murdered in, haunting it's halls and laying on my old bedroom floor while counting the holes in it. It was convinient because I could walk around in my underwear and not feel cold or hot—something death provided for you.

Well besides that, I had Tate. He was a seventeen year old psychopath who died in here not long ago, but I hadn't seen him much. He liked to hide and appear when you least expected him to. We talked, but not much. It seemed like he adapted to ghost life better than I did. And besides him, no one else wanted to hang out.

The new owners were some young couple with no kids, but a dog and they were annoyingly loud. They smashed the plates for no reason. They screamed at each other when they felt like it. It reminded me of my parents and I wanted them to shut up.

But I wasn't going to kill them. I am not a murderer. I still wasn't sure how to get rid of them, so I did nothing.

I was so bored one day that I decided to do something irrational. Well, there were no consequences when you are a ghost.

It was a hot summer night. I was up in my old bedroom, in a bra and a leather skirt when I heard someone locking the doors. I looked through my window. The annoying couple went out. Thank god.

I exited my room and went to the kitchen. I was curious. I don't remember the last time I ate. I didn't need food to function anymore, but... I looked around the drawers and finally found what I've been looking for. It was locked, but through the glass I could see the colorful liquor waiting, unopened. I never had a chance to get drunk, since I died in the midst of my teenage years.

I couldn't find the key. So I smashed the glass with my fist. I didn't feel pain, so that was convenient. It fell on the floor in million little pieces. I wasn't sure if the liquor was going to have any affect on me, but I didn't care.

I took the first bottle of whatever and opened it, not bothering to take a proper glass. I took a swing and felt alchohol burn my throat. It was relaxing. I always knew I would love it. I drank and drank until the bottle was half empty. I only felt light dizziness but nothing more.

"Save something for the others."

I turned around, bottle in hand, and looked at Tate's relaxed figure leaning on the kitchen doorframe.

"I'm not making any promises. Take it now if you want." I gestured at the other full bottles of various liquor.

"You know you can't actually get drunk, right? You're just wasting good whiskey." Tate looked at me, up and down and I wondered how he saw me in that moment. Dark circles under my eyes, disheveled hair, nothing on me but my bra and some mini leather skirt that probably rose up too high. I was too dead to be shy.

I frowned at him. "Well, it tastes good. And besides, what do you suggest I do to kill this boredom? I would die of it if i hadn't already been dead."

He laughed. "There are plenty of things to do around here if you think hard enough."

I continued to drink, swallowing bittersweet taste of whiskey from almost empty bottle. "So?" I urged him to continue.

"Do you like the new owners?"

I looked at him suspiciously. "Of course not. I would like to see them leave. For good."

"Great. Now listen..."

So he explained to me his twisted idea. And I agreed. Anything to get rid of the stupid couple that lived here.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" His voice was so calming. I was sure I would say yes to anything he suggested. I guess it was in his nature to be so persuasive.

"Why would I say no? Do I look like a dog person?"

He stared at me for a moment, mouth agape, not at my eyes, but the lacy fabric between my breasts. I cleared my throat. His eyes shot upward, "Yes— Uh, no, I guess not. Let's just find the dog."

I smirked as he walked in front of me. I had to admit, it was flattering to be center of someone's attention like that.

The dog was sleeping peacefully in the living room when we got in. I handed him the knife and stood by the door as he walked up to the sleeping creature.

"Ah, so you are scared."

"Not really, I just know you get off on murdering everything living and breathing." He smiled at me.

I wasn't really paying attention to what he was doing because his hand looked so good while holding that kitchen knife I had to stare at it for a whole minute. His ring was just a bonus. I had to rush away the unwanted thoughts about Tate that appeared to me once in every few months.

"You done?" I asked him.

Tate looked at me, a little blood on his beautiful hands, "Are you still bored?" After killing it, Tate dragged the dog to the kitchen and I followed him.

"In fact, yes. So I am going to listen to your previous advice," I chugged the rest of the bottle until it was empty.

"Do they have a record player?"

"Yes, it's in the living room. If you payed attention, you would've seen it." I rolled my eyes at him and went to the record player and saw a whole vinyl collection beside it. I browsed through it and smiled in victory.

Nirvana started playing.

I wasn't a big fan, but when I walked through the house in the middle of the night and Tate was still alive, I heard him play some of their records on repeat. I memorized almost every song. I knew he loved them.

I ran to the kitchen and smiled at him as he butchered the poor dog. It was part of his plan, but I never said I would touch the animal. His black sweater was drenched in blood. "We needed music. Now I'm not so bored." I opened another bottle and smashed the empty one against the wall.

"You really got the spirit." He mumbled while taking the dog's guts and putting it all over kitchen table and walls.

"And you really committed to it." I said while eyeing the mess he made. It was disgusting, but it was going to scare the stupid couple.

I could see he was glad I played his favorite band and it made me happy.

"Would it be too cliche if we wrote 'leave' on the wall?" I sat on the kitchen counter.

"Yes."

"Okay. Let's do it."

I waited until he finished his little art project and took the blood that was all over the floor on my index and middle finger and wrote in capital letters over the wall. I was hundred percent sure I wasn't bored anymore.

Then we went to the living room. He sat on the couch and I layed on the floor almost beside his converses. We waited for them to return.

Nirvana continued to play. "Why did you play them?" Tate looked down at me.

"Because you love Nirvana. And some songs really grew on me. And you have pretty hands. Like really, really pretty."

He raised one eyebrow at me that said Seriously?

I nodded and rolled over to the other side, away from him. Then we heard the door open. Footsteps. And then the horrified screams.

I wasn't sure who got out first, but they sure did leave. Tate smiled from the couch, revealing his dimples that made him look kind and adorable, even if he was diagnosed psychopath.

I started jumping across the room from happiness and Tate laughed.

I clasped my hands together, "What should we do next?"

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red carpet (insta au) - ln.4

pairing: lando norris x fem!actress!reader synopsis: a peak into the relationship of you and lando while you are filming your new movie (as always, no face or body claims!) y/nsworld

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Liked by y/nsworld, carlossainz55 and 124,314 others landonorris "I'm organised" she says... "babe have you seen my script?" she says... view all 261 comments y/nsworld I AM organised!! ↳ landonorris you lost your script... twice. 🤨 ↳ y/nsworld I didn't say I was fantastic at organising... 👩‍🦯 carlossainz55 ahhhh so this why you said we couldn't come over for dinner? ↳ landonorris I've learned to just let her spread her stuff across the entire apartment, supply her with coffee and let her do her thing ↳ y/nsworld tbf he learned this the hard way 🤷‍♀️ y/nmyfave omg lando just being best boyfriend y/nandlandogoals they're so cute omg 🥺 y/nsworld

Liked by zendaya, landonorris and 643,162 others y/nsworld one last race weekend with my love ❤️ view all 3,672 comments landonorris thank you for coming darling 🤍 ↳ y/nsworld I'm so proud of you ↳ landonorris ❤️ danielricciardo aww the cutest couple ↳ y/nsworld haha proud of you too danny 💛 landofan y/n really does serve us the best lando pics y/nfan ahhh she served this weekend with her paddock fits landonorris

Liked by carlossainz55, y/nsworld and 143,612 others landonorris had so much fun visiting my love on set today! you kicked ass baby ❤️ view all 972 comments y/nsworld always have more fun with you there love ❤️ carlossainz55 they let you in?! 🤨 ↳ y/nsworld they made him leave before we filmed anything important or super secret 😭 ↳ landonorris excuse me? wait what? ↳ landonorris I feel betrayed 🧍‍♂️ ↳ y/nsworld lando you told @/zendaya the end of the movie. 🙄 ↳ zendaya I'm still so mad at you for that 🙄 ↳ landonorris I- ↳ tomholland welcome to the spoilers team mate

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Liked by mclaren, landonorris and 724,132 others y/nsworld came to visit this one at hq and this is the first thing he wants to show me 😭 view all 4,112 comments landonorris look how cool it is though! isn't it cool? 🥺 ↳ y/nsworld yes baby it's very cool ❤️ landoy/nship he's so baby 🥺 danielricciardo I still can't believe you beat him in that race round hq though 😭 ↳ y/nsworld what can I say? I've been working on my skills 😌 ↳ landonorris liar. daniel told you a shortcut 🙄 ↳ y/nsworld @/danielricciardo did you hear something? ↳ danielricciardo I heard nothing 🤷‍♀️

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Liked by landonorris, zendaya and 843,162 others y/nsworld thank you so much to my glam team for getting me red carpet ready! dress: maisonvalentino hair: jenatkinhair makeup: heidinorthmakeup shoes: jimmychoo accessories: tiffanyandco view all 4,972 comments landonorris you looked incredible darling, I was honoured to be your date ❤️ ↳ y/nsworld ❤️ zendaya oh my god? you look stunning! I'm in love with that dress y/nsworld omg babe you showed UP on that red carpet ✨ danielricciardo congrats y/n! lando would not stop talking about you or the movie the next day! ↳ y/nsworld awww really? he's such a sweetheart ↳ landonorris shhhhh don't expose me 😭 ↳ maxfewtrell mate everyone already knows you're a simp ↳ y/nsworld true ↳ danielricciardo true ↳ landonorris true

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Liked by y/nsworld, danielricciardo and 721,322 others landonorris ready for that red carpet date with my love view all 3,272 comments y/nsworld you are the best date my love ❤️ charlesleclerc damnnn looking sharp mate 🔥 carlossainz55 ey mate you look good danielricciardo omg be my date next time? 😩 ↳ y/nsworld I- 😭 ↳ landonorris omg yes 😩 ↳ y/nsworld y'all wilding 😭 landodannyfan they really said 'right in front of y/n's fruit salad' ↳ y/nsworld they really did huh... ↳ landodannyfan omg omg OMG SHE REPLIED WAIT WHAT? IM CRYING

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Liked by landonorris, danielricciardo and 672,349 others y/nsworld going to be taking a little break before my next project starts. it's been non-stop work for me for a while so I've decided to dedicate the next few months to family, friends, my boyfriend and doing the things I love (besides my job!) 🤍 btw! follow my new film camera account: y/nonfilm here is where I'll be posting pics from my travels (and behind the scenes of race weekends!) view all 4,972 comments landonorris proud of you baby ❤️ zendaya so proud you're taking time for yourself girl 🧡 ↳ y/nsworld so excited for our weekend away! 🧡 y/nmylove she's so talented omg y/nfan I'm obsessed with the aesthetic landoisasimp once again, thank you for feeding us ma'am ↳ y/nsworld my pleasure! also love the username 😉 BONUS: landonorris

Liked by y/nsworld, carlossainz55 and 134,261 others landonorris "babe let me take a picture of you for my new account" view all 4,972 comments y/nsworld what can I say? I'm an incredible photographer 😌 danielricciardo is it just me or is it giving weird elvis impersonator vibes? ↳ y/nsworld omg stop 😭 ↳ georgerussell63 I'm crying 😭 landoandy/nvibes their relationship is so cute I can't deal landofan pls they're so random 😩 y/nandlandoworld it's the way that she's only been on break for a week and already we're getting so much meme content 😌 imagine how much we'll have by the end of her hiatus 😭 y/nsworld 😉😉

[angelsanarchy]

One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 15

"How did you know I was here?" "Snow told me you thought I ghosted you. I couldn't let you think that."

Tagging: @roryculkinluvr @siriuslymooned @cc-luvr @crypticsewerslut @icarus-star @desert-springtime @shady-the-simp @izuoyarmin @mayathepsychic1999

MONDAY, 7:00PM

Clyde drove around the desert all morning. He considered going by her place one more time but he already felt stupid for going by the first time. He got desperate enough to call a few of the clubs but they were afraid he was some stalker ex boyfriend so they weren't giving him any details. Snow had asked him throughout the day if he had heard anything to the point he was now getting pissed about feeling like such a pathetic loser and decided to just turn his phone off.

If she didn't want him to find her, he would stop looking. He would rather be angry than heartbroken. Johnny and the guys stopped by and they ate together, making sure not to mention Y/n at all thanks to Johnny threatening them with bodily harm if they even thought about bringing her up. Clyde wasn't going to wallow. He refused to look like that much of a loser so when they decided that tonight they would get drunk and go to the skate park, he was on board.

Clyde knew that Johnny was keeping an eye on him because he kept checking in with him. He said Snow had tried to call but when he told him that he turned his phone off, he could faintly hear Snow yelling on Johnny's phone. He didn't want to engage with her so he pushed off the ground and rode away, cigarette in hanging from his lips. Once he had gotten decently buzzed, he popped the board up to lean against the fence while he scurried into one of the darker spots of the parking lot to take a piss. He tried not to think about how awkward it was going to be when they eventually run into each other at shows. He considered trying to talk the guys into a coastal tour but none of them had money like that.

"Yo! Clyde!" Johnny yelled out but Clyde didn't respond. He kept one hand on his cock and brought the other to the cigarette.

"Hang on man." He heard fast feet approaching assuming Beau was about to push him and make him piss on his shoes. Instead of a shove, he felt a sharp pinch of his ass cheek causing him to yelp.

"JESUS! What the fu-" Clyde was prepared to be pissed but a finger pushed his lips closed. Y/n was standing in front of him, freshly showered, hair down and wearing an outfit he hadn't seen before. He thought for a moment he was imagining it but she chuckled and cleared her throat.

"Can you holster that for a minute?" Y/n teased. Clyde quickly turned away to pocket his dick back into his jeans.

"What are you doing here?" Clyde asked wiping his hands on his pants.

"I've been looking for you." Y/n gave him a playful shove and Clyde nodded trying not to let his hopes grow.

"How did you know I was here?" Clyde started to walk around her and Y/n gripped his arm.

"Snow told me you thought I ghosted you. I couldn't let you think that." Y/n moved into Clyde's space carefully, hands in his pockets trying to remain calm.

"Before I explain myself, do you think maybe I could kiss you? I've been thinking about it since I left and I just-" Clyde allowed her to grip his face and kiss him. He sighed into her lips, unable to contain his excitement.

"I promise I didn't ghost you. Please know I've been trying to get back to you as soon as I could." Y/n pressed making Clyde smile.

"I look forward to hearing the brave story of triumph." Clyde tease gesturing to the hill for some privacy. The guys had taken random girls over there to make out but Y/n sat next to Clyde, body facing him, hand reaching to rest on his knee as he sat next to her.

"I didn't want to tell you why I was leaving so suddenly that other day because it's kind of hard for me to talk about things that are personal. I'm kind of stubborn when it comes to asking for help or letting people know that I actually have struggles." Y/n picked at the strings on Clyde's pants as he listened.

"I got a voicemail from the care center that my dad lives at. He had taken a spill but for some reason when I tried to call, my phone wasn't working. Which is why I used your phone." Clyde nodded his head.

"In the whirlwind of my roommate kicking me out and spending the long weekend with you, I forgot to pay my phone bill. I knew I had forgotten something on Friday but it wasn't until I tried to dial out that I realized they cut my phone off." Y/n's explanation was making Clyde exhausted from how stupid he felt. He dropped his face in his hands.

"I knew I wouldn't be able to call you until today because the payment wouldn't go through until this morning. Once it started working I had like 50 messages from Snow that started out with cute pictures of us and ended with cussing me out for being a bitch to you." Clyde shook his head.

"I'm...such an idiot." Y/n stopped him.

"No you aren't! If I was in your position, I would have thought the same thing which is why I couldn't wait. I didn't just want to call you. I wanted to find you, kiss your stupid cute face and tell you that I have zero plans of disappearing." Y/n put her hand on the back of Clyde's neck trying to get him closer to her.

"I was pouting all day yesterday to the point I actually went to my Dad's because I couldn't handle everyone asking me about you. I never seek comfort in my family." Clyde explained with a laugh.

"I'm so sorry Clyde. I hope I didn't screw everything up." Y/n apologized and Clyde put his hand on top of hers as it rested on his knee.

"You didn't mess anything up. I just...do you have any idea how crazy into you I am?" Clyde asked genuinely making Y/n smile sweetly.

"You made out with me after I puked on you so I could have guess. The feeling is pretty mutual in case you needed to hear it." Clyde swallowed a lump in his throat that he had been holding onto since he had started drowning his sorrows with the boys.

"I know you've had a few drinks and I'm sure you've made plans with the guys but I was kind of hoping that maybe you would come home with me tonight?" Y/n asked like she was nervous about him rejecting her.

"You want me to come to your place? What about your roommate?" Clyde asked confused.

"I told her to go stay with her new girlfriend for the night because I wanted to bring someone special home...she was happy to hear it was cute stoner boy with the creeper van." Y/n laughed. Clyde couldn't help but laugh as well.

"I mean, I kind of drove the guys here-" Clyde gestured over his shoulder and they both looked back at them standing, watching them talk. They tried to act like they weren't sitting there watching from afar but Beau shook his head.

"Hey can you guys speak up? We can't really hear you." Johnny jammed his elbow into Beau's stomach and shook his head.

"Don't mind us, we'll be over here." Johnny made them all turn away and Clyde shook his head.

"If you aren't comfortable with coming back to my place, that's fine-" Clyde cut her off, jumping up from the ground and extending his hand to her. She took it letting him pull her from the grass so they could walk over to the guys, holding hands.

They scrambled trying to look natural but Clyde cleared his throat.

"Hey, I'm going to go with Y/n for the night. Think you could drive the van home?" Clyde tossed the keys to Johnny who looked surprised.

"Y-yeah man. That's...yeah of course." Johnny was pleasantly surprised pocketing the keys. Clyde didn't know what the rest of the night would hold but he didn't care as long as he was with Y/n.

[boosterwithad]

All the headcanons for my ships. I might update this sometimes.

Ships include: Soapghost, Alegraves, Pricegaz, and Körangi. BUT i might add Krüni (Krüger x Oni), we'll see.

SoapGhost

- Johnny can't cook. He tries, he tries so hard. He meticulously follows each instruction in the recipe, but it still comes out burnt or nasty. Simon, on the other hand, throws some shit in a pot, stirs it for a second and it tastes fucking amazing.

- Johnny can't cook, BUT he can clean. He's good at cleaning, like he kicks Simon out of the apartment, deep cleans it, and lets him back in to a fresh apartment clean as the day they first got it.

- Johnny can bake. And he loves baking. He used to bake on base whenever he was bored. It gave him something to do with his hands. Simon picked it up, but he mostly likes the decorating part. So, they opened up a small bakery near Johnny's hometown. Riley isn't allowed there, but it's alright because Johnny's sister and her kids love him.

- Sometimes they'll just sit together and do nothing. Johnny is drawing while Simon is flopped on his chest or playing with his hair. Just being in eachother's presence.

- They've got an old bomb dog. Riley. He's a good boy, can't see so well anymore, but he's happt to get loved on all day. He loves taking long walks through town with Simon.

- Simon runs cold, Johnny runs hot. Simon's favorite way to fuck with Johnny is to grab his pecs with his freezing cold hands and watch as Johnny squeals and smacks at him every time.

- Their petnames are weird. "L.t." for intance has become one. But Johnny will say more traditional ones just to make Simon flush. Simon isn't partial to cheesy nicknames, but occasionally a "honey" will slip out and Johnny will have to take a breather. Like, hand on counter fist over chest, sobbing and coughing type. He's a total simp.

- Most of the floors in their house are hardwood. Minus the kitchen and bathrooms. Simon hates carpet, he's seen how easily it get stained. John is indifferent, but he has to agree; Carpet never feels good on his feet.

- Johnny has absolutely NO filter. Whatever pops into his head is out his mouth before he knows it. Before they were dating, Johnny spat out a "Ye've got some bonnie chebs, Ghost" and had to use Simon's lack of scottish knowhow to bs his way out of that one.

- Simon is albino, he cannot go out into sunlight for too long. But Johnny really likes the beach. So obviously Johnny lugs a tent around for him.

- Simon hates needles, so Johnny helps him with his T shots.

- Simon struggles a lot with schizophrenic-like symptoms from his PTSD. Most of the time they're small auditory hallucinations, like someone calling his name, or the sound of gunfire. The more severe ones (which only really happen when he's off his meds) could be anything from fires to Joseph. He has a cocktail of drugs he takes just to keep them at bay.

- Johnny stims on everything. He cannot sit still, he'll either be bouncing from foot to foot or be antsy and restless. Simon has to kick him to make him stop every night because he just cannot relax.

It was such a bad issue that Johnny needed meds to feel normal. Sleeping pills and adhd meds. It made him feel really broken, until Simon started setting their pills out together. Simon is the strongest man Johnny knows, surely Johnny can't be broken if Simon takes meds, too.

- Johnny is 27, and Simon is 34.

- idk if I've ever explicitly said this but Simon has schizophrenia and complex-ptsd. The symptoms kinda mixed so he never really got diagnosed with schizophrenia until late in his career. It's rough, but he's pretty good at managing it. His best tactic is using his phone camera to determine wether or not he's hallucinating.

AleGraves

- Simon is lingeromantic caedsexual. It took him a very long time to trust Johnny completely. Johnny is pan, he wears his heart on his sleeve. His attractions are frequent but shallow, and Simon is the first he's found that he really got attached to.

- Johnny is obsessed with Simon's hair. Its fluffy and curly and he could run his hands through it all day.

- Alejandro is so gentle with Phillip. Normally, he's confident, and sure of himself. But he's never had a good thing in a while. Not since he and Rudy met. He's terrified he'll fuck it up.

- Phillip can't really cook in the way Alejandro is used to, but he does enjoy making Southern food for him. He also gets really upset when someone calls southern buscuits "Scones" because scones are made of sugar dammit.

- Alejandro loves to do Phillip's hair. He'll gently sit him in a tub and work soaps through his hair until Phillip is half asleep and his hair is clean.

- Their house is very cozy. It's got a stone fireplace and plenty of cushions and blankets. They even have a small library. The library may or may not be primarily made up of classified documents sandwiched with old history books.

- Both run cold. They cannot survive in weather below 65° F. They visited England once, to meet up with Price and Kyle, and regretted it.

- Once Alejandro got sent to Russia on a mission, Phillip never heard the end of it.

- Alejandro uses so many pet names. He only uses the cheesy Spanish ones. Like "Mi vida" and "Cariño" but his favorite is "Sombra". Phillip rarely uses any, but sometimes the southerner in him bares its ugly head and he lets a "honey" or "sugar" slip.

- Phillip is a big thrifter. It's a habit he never got over. He never hoards, but he might have a too-big collection of mugs

- Alejandro doesn't know Phillip speaks, or at least understands, Spanish. It's not that Phillip wants to keep the secret, but lazy nights when Alejandro is cooing spanish compliments at him in "secret" makes him keep it.

- Phillip religiously makes sweet tea. Every other day he refills a massive jug with it. Alejandro likes to pretend that he doesn't drink any, but he's shit at lying.

- Alejandro is the emotional one. He might not always be the best at handling them, but he's deffo not ashamed of them. Phil on the other hand was born in the conservative south to your typical toxically masculine family, he was ridiculed for showing emotions. Its embarrassing for him to show anything thats not anger, or to not be in control all the time.

- Alejandro has dermatillomania. He picks at his lips and whatever ingrown/double hairs he has on him, he rips the skin around his fingernails. It really frustrates him because he just can't stop. Phil has a knack for catching the behavior and redirecting his attention.

- Alejandro is obsessed with Phil's body. Not in a sexual way. But, he'll sit there with Phil in his lap just mapping him out with his hands with a massive grin on his face. His tummy, his muscles, his hips, Alejandro cannot get enough of him. He's just so damn pretty and Alejandro can't believe that Phil is his husband.

- Phil has the highest blood pressure man has ever seen. He is so stressed all the time, he looks about twice his age. Every night when he gets home, he'll shove his face into Alejandro's magical stress relieving titties and just cry.

- Phil is 38, Alejandro is 37

PriceGaz

- they've got a small, lithe cat. A grey-based calico named Magazine, they call her Maggie for short.

- Alejandro sends Phil pics of everything. Like if he was stationed in Germany, Phil would get pics of anything from a silly looking car to a mountain or sunset.

- They have a cat. He's old, and geriatric, and his name is Greg. They love him very much, but he only loves Simon.

- Kyle is a family man, and was so excited to show John his family. John's parents weren't in the picture. He grew up taking care of his three younger siblings. He was nervous to meet them, to tell them he didn't have a family like theirs. But Kyle's mother took one look at him, sat him down for tea, and they talked for a real long time.

- They probably live in a cabin on the seaside. It's small, probably only three rooms including the bathroom, but it's enough for them. They take turns cooking, or they do it together. Then, they take long walks down the beach to find shells.

- John is a space heater, and constantly wakes up with Kyle spread over his chest. Hell, even Greg has taken to suffocating him in his sleep.

- Neither of them regularly use petnames, but John certainly turns into a 50 year old southern woman whenever they're cooking. "Oh, sugar, don't burn yourself" and "Babe, be careful with that knife." Kyle thinks its charming.

- Kyle only wears clothes two sizes up. He hates tight fitting clothing, and he absolutely hates anything that shows any of his torso. It's his biggest insecurity. John knows, maybe Kyle's never told him, but he knows.

- Kyle loves smoker candles. Not because John smokes, but because it reminds him of his home. I'll let y'all unpack that one.

- They have two blankets on their bed because they steal from eachother. Kyle will take it, then John will take it back. Frustrates Kyle to no end.

- Kyle has a designated chair in John's office. It has his name on it (literally) and Kyle is always huffy when someone steals it.

- Kyle hates coffee. John hates tea. They complete eachother. Kyle does tease John about being a "shit brit"

- John's family is either dead, or too far away for him to know. IIt really doesn't bother him, since it all happened a long time ago, but he cant help but feeling a little miffed that he never knew his mom very well.

- Kyle's background is of them. None of his social media mentions their relationship, which makes him upset, but fraternization with your commanding officer is a big oopsie. His lockscreen is Greg, but his background is a collage of all of his favorite moments together. It rips him apart that he can't gush about his husband, you know, because its highly illegal.

Körangi

- John is 40, Kyle is 30.

- Kyle collects stupid instruments. Harmonica, spoons, singing bowl, kazoos. If they're small enough to fit in his pack, he grabs it.

- Kim's English is way better than König's. It was a suprise to them, since German is very close to English. Either way, Kim still makes fun of König (in jest, of course) for it.

- A lot of people expect Kim to be horrible with his money, but he's actually been clean from his addiction for a few years. He has a hefty sum in his accounts, and likes to let it sit and accumulate. König's is mostly empty, since he sends most of his money to his mother back in Austria. Kim is more than happy to pay for him too.

- König has to duck everywhere, and he never quite fits into bets right. When they got their first house, Kim said he'd take care of it. König didn't think much about it, until he got to the house for the first time. Every doorframe and ceiling was slightly taller. Tall enough that he didn't have to duck or crunch for space. Their bed was extra long and spacious, so he didn't have to crunch up or take up all the space.

- Kim is König's little hand warmer. He is small but he can heat a room in 5 minutes. König runs cold, like his hands will always be freezing. Its a real problem during the winter, but it's a perfect excuse for Kim to melt on König's chest when it too cold.

- Both use petnames. Never in English, König because he doesn't understand them, and Kim because he thinks they sound silly. König is a hopeless romantic, and probably would use something like "schatz", "suße" and "bienchen" while Kim would say "aein" only rarely.

- They've definitely learned enough of eachother's language to know what simple requests are. Kim will call across the house for König to do the dishes, and König will do them, then realize that not only was his request in Korean, but that he doesn't speak Korean.

- König has struggled with eating disorders his whole life. He was a twig in elementary school, and his mom fattened him up. But when he looked into the mirror after a few weeks, and saw a stomach, he nearly fainted. Kim didn't notice at first, König hides it really well. But after a while it's hard not to notice him refusing meals. He'll slip him something small, nothing scary.

- König can absolutely manhandle Kim and he uses it to his advantage. Kim can't reach something? Lift him up. Kim is angry? Pick him up. Kim is standing there all cute n' shit? Pick him up. Kim responds just like a cat, pout and all.

- Kim HATES fizzy drinks. They taste like static, and make his tummy hurt :( He'll wait for his sodas to go flat, ice them, then drink them. Like a psycho. König pretty much only drinks sparkling water and is mortified at Kim's soda habits.

- Kim's love language is touch. He likes to say he's not clingy, but König knows hes full of shit because he cannot sleep without him.

- König's is definitely gifts. He likes to give Kim rocks. He knows a lot about them, and they're really easy to come by. Other times he'll just give him random shit he picked up. A small peice of tarmac from Ukraine, a pebble from Nepal, a small bottle cap from Nicaragua. Kim has a whole collection of stuff from him and he refuses to give any of it up.

- Kim hates clothes. He'll just lounge around König's room in just his boxers or a pair of sweats. He likes being warm, not uncomfortably warm, but warm. König has an entire stash of Korean snacks for him since Kim hates western snacks (except for Blue Takis for some reason).

- Kim is 32, König is 33. Kim jokingly refers to him as a grandpa, to which König gently reminds him that, that would make him a grandma.

- König has THE thickest hair you will ever see in your life. It's curly but its super long so it's like a goddamn waterfall. Meanwhile Kim has really thin, and delicate hair. It's soft and silky.

- Kim does NOT do good in the dark. This man is terrified of being trapped in dark rooms. He clung to König like a baby every night until König realized what was wrong.

- they have a pikachu nightlight.

[skyeslittlecorner]

So like i suddenly have this random thought- like Michelleel x gabriel.

Idk why i just somehow wanna see a scenario or hc of them?? Its so weird like i dont even know it crossed my mind lol(Gabriel was the bottom too like wth???)

Can I request a scenari- actually i think head canon will be much more fitted for these two. Sfw & nsfw(if its even available for imagination.)

If your not comfortable with it its fine, it was just a random thought lol. But do tell us how you feel about these two randomly hoho

My first reaction to Michi was like "Who put Olivine in WHB?" Although Olivine would have a lot of fun here. It's hard to say anything about him and Gabriel because we don't really know anything about them, but I see potential. For now, I'm pretty neutral about Gabriel, and I'm curious about Michi.

From what I've seen, Principalities are very low-ranking angels.

Or at least that's what wikipedia says and that's consistent with what I know.

We all know how the Seraphs treat even the Cherubs who are right below them, so there must be something special about Michi if Gabe not only didn't send him to his death, but actually trusts him.

At this point, the only thing we know about Michi is his card, so all of this are huge assumptions and a lot of imagination

SFW headcanons:

Their relationship would be quite tricky. Gabriel neither likes nor dislikes Michi (or at least that's what he says), but considers him a smart and useful angel who knows his job. Michi doesn't ask questions, doesn't question orders, and is best used for putting things in order. At the same time, he is not a pushover and can be clever on his own initiatives. That's how he kept his head and earned trust. Not because he is strong, but because he stands out and is irreplaceable.

I don't see our big three working at their desks, I guess they just give orders and little ants have to implement them somehow

In short, all the bureaucracy falls on this poor guy while Gabriel is busy simping praying

Michi behaves perfectly around Gabriel. He likes to live, after all. He looks at him with adoration and is proud that despite his rank, Gabriel paid attention to him. At first, Seraph's attention scared him, but over time, only his brothers scare him

But since he is a lower-ranking angel, he is much closer to the reasoning of humans than Seraphs. Maybe it would be possible to convert him, just like Leamas. Of course, after eliminating all the propaganda that Gabriel put into his head

NSFW headcannons:

It's hard to say anything about it, because the whole heaven could have one big orgy to let out some frustration. The only thing that I can think of is that probably not all angels have chastity cages, considering what is heavily implied to have happened during Levi's childhood… When we saw Leamas' life with Nina there was no mention of the cage either.

Of course, there can be many explanations. My own little headcanon is that some angels do get rid of these bonds. If Michi tried to get rid of his and got caught… Although there is also a problem here, that it is Gabriel who is the most faithful and all. It would be easier to involve Michael or Raphael. Although, who knows…

So I don't see it happening yet, but I'm open to it in the future.

[grumelot123]

"I'm trying so hard to hate you" PART 3! ARRIVES FINALLY!

I AM SO SORRY! I GOT A FEVER LAST NIGHT AT LIKE 10pm (the time i tried to finish this) AND FELT LIKE SHIT ALL DAY!

Tw:A little bit of smut(heavily kissing mostly), and this one ends in some angst...sorry!

As we went up into the elevator Aziraphale started almost..fidgeting? I guess he seemed more into deep thought than fidgeting, but not as if something was wrong. Just almost as if he's been thinking..? I'm not sure what he was worried abo-

OH SHIT ARMAGEDDON-

I have been so caught up in just being with my boyfriend, the joy of it and all, and forgot about the world ending?

"Aziraphale..are you alright?"

Azi Pov

I was in deep thought for the past 30 seconds while really blocking out the fact that Crowley was standing right beside me-

"Aziraphale..are you alright?"

"Oh- yeah I'm fine sorry my brain kind of went somewhere else.."

"Is it about Armageddon? Cause me and you usually work things out there really is no need to be worried at the momen-"

As he was talking I realized a couple things. I hadn't even thought about Arma-bloody-geddon since the moment we got into the car. Instead I was daydreaming like a teenage boy about what tonights sleeping arrangements could lead too. I mean me and Crowley have quite obviously kissed before, and it's not like I was afraid too it's just that..it's all so new and my heart practically jumps out of me when thinking about my lover.

"Er, no Crowley I wasn't thinking about Armageddon to be honest. Quite frankly, the hard parts already done"

"Oh? And what's that?"

"Getting you to say yes. Which worked out better than I planned. In all honest I'd thought I'd have to offer someone else to do this whole thing with you, cause it's not like you like me or anything." I said with probably a bit to much amusement in my voice.

"You little shit. If you keep talking about what you may have had to do to get me to come with you, I'm going to push every single button in this elevator, multiple times, until you apologize." He said..sounding a bit to serious for my liking.

"Okay! Ok! I'm sorry!"

Crowley Pov

As we walked to the hotel room I wondered how tonight would end...because I could think of a few ways, some dirty, some not so much, but what was Aziraphale thinking?

When we had actually got in there and shut the hotel room door behind us, Aziraphale stood there rather awkwardly deciding on what to do.

"This really doesn't have to be awkward Angel...just lie down. We are both exhausted and need the sleep. I won't try anything."

"I wouldn't have a problem if you did try anything"

He said then looked at me and gave me the most giddy happy smile I've ever seen and went and lied down..on the right side of the bed.

"I called right side on the way up"

"Only way to get me to move, is to move me, I'm tired"

So I did what any good friend, boyfriend would do and i dragged his ass off the bed.

"Right side is mine"

"You just so happen to be mine Crowley, let me lay down now please"

So maybe..he has been having some of the same thoughts as me, some naughty instead? But...

I was fucking speechless, I- what. I mean this, this is not a bad thing at all, I'm just fucking speechless.

It's not like this is all new.

Cause I mean, I am his.

I rolled to the left side of the bed.

(break in the story because I have 2 things to say CROWLEY BEING A SIMP IS CANON, IT'S GIVING DURING THE FIRST ARMAGEDDON WHEN AZIRAPHALE WAS LIKE "If you don't fix this, I'll...I'll never speak to you again!" and Crowley just took his happy ass and went on and did just that. And the other thing I was going to say is, I know it seems like they don't care about Armageddon but they don't really know if it's bad yet and they're to busy being in love to care)

SORRY BACK TO THE STORY!

AZI POV!

He actually went to the left side-

We really should be thinking about Armageddon right now but I can't bring myself to bring up the conversation at this moment. But I have had a question that's been bugging me all day.

"Crowley..why did you forgive me?"

Silence. He didn't say anything for a minute straight and I had almost thought he went to sleep but then.

"Because, well it hurt."

"What?"

"I hurt. Well I loved you...I love you so much it hurts. It burns inside me. It's like a craving I can't get enough of. You are something, I can't get enough of. Because I tried, believe me I tried so hard to forget you, to forget the feeling but I genuinely couldn't."

I should've said something sentimental or heartwarming back but all that came out was.

"That was hot."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"No I think you said something" He moved closer to me. "I want to know if you meant it though"

I moved my head to look at him..to look into those eyes. His eyes.

"Your eyes."

"Huh?"

"You said that you loved me so much that it hurts. That you tried to forget me. But I knew I couldn't forget you. And it always had something to do with those beautiful eyes of yours. That's what I tried to forget. Not only your eyes but your smile..and your voice. But it was impossible. Everytime I tried to forget anything about you, I did the opposite, I just thought about that certain thing..all day."

"And apparently what I said was hot"

We both actually burst out laughing. It was like tension lifted off my shoulders. This is night is just too good to ruin it talking about Armageddon.

Crowley Pov

As we were both laughing, I got to get a good look at Aziraphale, like up close. He seemed stressed. Like just how stiff he was. Which is understandable with him being sUprEmE arChaNgel and all but still.

Since tonight was most likely going to be our last night of peace and quiet for the moment.

I leaned in to kiss him, kind of nervous he'd dodge me and tell me to go to bed. But instead he kissed back even more eager than I was.

In the midst of it all I ended up straddled on his lap , holding on to the headboard, and just full on making out with him. I honestly got to lost in the kiss and ended up rubbing right over his...well you get what I'm saying.

He let out an almost whimper, then fully stopped moving, I was worried he was mad, but he didn't seem to care. He looked at me, and I wondered what he wanted me to do.

"Do you want t-"

"No, I want to wait. As something to look forward to after all, whatever this is."

"Okay"

And with that we went back to just kissing and melting into each others touched, shamelessly breathing heavily and just not coming up for air more than needed. After what felt like hours, we both started to get pretty tired. He layed back and I layed on his chest.

And fell asleep just like that.

In the middle of the night there was this almost loud screeching noise. But I felt like I couldn't move, as if I was paralyzed. I could move my eyes and in front of me was just Aziraphale but he looked pissed. But it was like it wasn't Aziraphale. I think I was dreaming? He just stood there and started yelling at me.

"You know I never loved you?, I'm using you, you're nothing, all you'll ever be to me is a fallen angel. I hate you. I've only ever been friends with you because it was for my benefit. It's fucking unbelievable that you'd ever think me, an angel, would ever fall for a demon like you. You're one of the bad guys, you've always been. No ones ever loved you. It'll always be like that."

"W-what?"

He's never acted like this, at all. He started walking towards the door to leave.

"No, no wait Aziraphale come back, I can change I can be better. I'll do anything, even if you're not happy with me. You want another lover? That's fine but please just stay with me. I can be better. I swear, Im sorry plea-"

"Crowley? Wake up, hey?"

I opened my eyes to Aziraphale holding me. My eyes felt puffy, I had a headache, and I was definitely shaking. I was sobbing uncontrollably and couldn't seem to get many words out.

"Aziraphale?" My voice still came out in choked sobs no matter how hard I tried to control it.

"Bad dream?" He looked at me, but like really looked at me with care and love in his eyes. His grip on me was firm, worried on what my next reaction would be.

"Yea..m'fine m'sorry for waking you" I said, still sniffing and sort of crying

"Hey, don't be sorry, it wasn't in your control, what happened in your dream?"

What if he feels the same way he did in the dream? It sounds silly but what if those are his true feelings or what if he met somebody else? No, he's my boyfriend now. He couldn't lie about that surely?

"It was dumb, I don't even know why I was crying" I said, sleep was already creeping up on me, yesterday's events took more of a toll on me than I thought.

"Not dumb, dear Crowley. Anything that makes you cry could never be dumb. But I won't force you to tell me, okay? How about you just come lay on my side of the bed?" He added the bit in at the end with a lopsided smile. How could I say no?

"M'kay...but hey angel?"

"Yea?"

"Where do we even start tomorrow..its 2:30am...where do we start today when trying to stop Armageddon?"

We've been so wrapped up in ourselves we forgot about the world ending, that says something, but I'm just gonna ignore that.

"I think we start at Anathema's house, yeah? She might have a good idea of what's going on."

"Oh..mmm...yea" Sleep was practically gluing my eyelids shut. I need at least 4 more hours in Aziraphale arms before tomorrow. Big day and all.

AZIRAPHALE POV

As I layed there, Crowley in my arms sleeping soundly. The room pretty much quiet. I felt like everything was..perfect.

I don't want to ever leave this room again. Tomorrow is not going to be the best of days I have a feeling, but me and Crowley will get through it. I mean always do.

Right?

END

Again I am so sorry it took me so long to finish this I had a fever last night and ended up throwing up this morning and just have not been in the writing mood.

But uh...Part 4 tonight or tomorrow anyone?

[anti-spop]

i feel like at this point, catra stans are deliberately misunderstanding our point. they keep saying that we just hate seeing abuse victims getting a happy ending and that we can't fathom the idea of a bad person changing for the better, when most antis i've seen has said multiple times that they just wanted a better redemption arc for catra.

liking or sympathizing with someone doesn't mean that you have to excuse all of their actions and let them get away with anything. you can like catra and still hold her accountable for her actions but it seems like catra simps refuse to understand this, and instead act like we're villains who just want catra to suffer and die.

Yeah, I for one relate to Catra and I was very disappointed with her redemption. It was cheap and was resumed to "forgiveness". First, no one should be forced to forgive someone that hurt them; it's their choice alone. Second, if they choose to forgive, they don't have to be in that person's life. It's a lot more complex than just saying "I'm sowwy :(" "I forgive you :) now we're buddies!". Forgiveness can be really hard.

Catra's apologies are INCREDIBLY vague, like, come on. She only says "I'm sorry for everything" to Adora - and Catra still treats Adora like shit. I don't remember exactly her apology to Entrapta but I know it was brief and didn't detail anything (Entrapta mentioned the events of s3 but she didn't seem hurt about being sent to Beast Island or like. Catra manipulating Entrapta into believing she was abandoned). Scorpia, then? Catra didn't even say the word "sorry". Scorpia just instantly forgave her despite the fact she wasn't even there for Catra's "progress". She was chipped the whole time. Same for Micah and Mermista.

The show refused any accountability, which should be essential to a redemption arc. Not to beat a dead horse, but there's a reason why Zuko's arc is so remarkable. We joke about the "fieldtrips", but Zuko helps each person individually, first Aang, then Sokka, and finally Katara, the person he most personally betrayed. When Zuko first tries to join the Gaang, they reject him. They don't trust him. And they're right for it! So Zuko proves that he's better over and over again, until he gains their trust in a natural way. While Iroh isn't there to see all of it, he can tell by Zuko's mere return to his uncle and his remorse alone that his nephew found his path again. Also note that Zuko doesn't make excuses, he just straight up says, "I'm so sorry and ashamed for what I did", and implies he would do anything to gain Iroh's trust again. Similarly to how he approached Katara in The Southern Raiders.

SPOP, however, only tells us Catra is "working" to be better. When she really doesn't. Too bad most of the fandom eats all that up without giving a second thought. Then they accuse us of hating abuse victims or mentally ill people, when I'm pretty sure a lot of us are both of those things.

[mcuamerica]

a request here!

chris being all shy and lovely dovely when he’s hears you talking about him in an interview. (for example: your both of yous are at the promo of your movie together). you two had to split up quickly to do your own promo/interviews with the press. then he hears you talk about him and is in complete shock (in a good way) and everyone around him are teasing him about him being a simp! <333

A/N: I can already tell I'm going to love this one to. Thanks for requesting again! (Lucky I have this week off and I'm feeling inspired haha... Also look at him!!! I can't with this man) also, if you could fill out this poll quickly before/after reading, I’m planning a new Chris Evans AU and need some more ideas.

Of Course, Baby

Pairings: Actor!Chris x Actor/GN!Reader

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Earlier Today

"Oh, yeah, Chris is amazing. And when he gets into character it's like you're transformed into the world with him. I mean, I think I can act - but boy can he act too." You said happily, smiling at the interviewer who had just asked what it was like working with the Chris Evans.

"And has there been any... romance... on set at all?" The interviewer asked, smiling over at you. "We've seen how the two of you act together, there is some pretty amazing chemistry between the two of you." She said.

"Oh, I don't know about that. We're really good friends." You said, glancing over to your manager. You and Chris didn't want to speak about your relationship to the public yet, but both of your teams and a few of your fellow co-stars/friends knew about the two of you. "But he really is amazing. And incredibly handsome too, especially with the beard. He's even got longer hair for part of the movie - which is in the trailer so I'm not spoiling anything - and he looked really good when filming that. But yeah... just friends." You nodded as you rambled, pursing your lips.

Present

"And that was was your co-star (Y/N) (L/N) had to say about filming with you. Anything to say back?" The same interviewer asked, watching as a soft blush crossed over Chris's cheeks.

"Oh, (Y/N) is a sweetheart. I loved acting with them, truly." He said and smiled happily. "(Y/N) flatters me way too much, too. I try telling them that they are an incredible actor, and person, but they never fully believe me. Plus, they are so passionate about their work, which makes it even better. I really wouldn't expect them to compliment me that much though." He said and smiled, thanking the interviewer when she got up then left.

"Wow, Chris, you really do like (Y/N). I know you two are dating, but it's cute to see you physically blushing. Twitter is going to have a field day." His manager said, patting him on the shoulder.

"Oh come on, I wasn't blushing." He said and ran a hand down his beard, as if to wipe the smile off his face. It didn't work. Thinking of you and the compliments you gave him make his heart melt and all he wanted to do was go two rooms down so he could see you to return the favor.

"You were, and I think you might want to go see (Y/N) before your face turns completely red." He said and smiled when Chris got up.

"I've got time?" Chris asked and his manager nodded.

"You're so whipped." He added, hearing a loud chuckle from Chris as he walked out of the room.

"Fine by me!" He called back to him, smiling when he knocked on the door to your interview room. "Hey, baby," He said when he saw the room only had you, your manager, and your makeup stylist in it. "Figured I would stop by while we're on a break." He said and smiled.

You lit up at his voice, turning over to him. "Hey! Yeah, come on over." You said and stood up, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I've been asked a lot about you today. Hard keeping all my feelings in, especially when you aren't here to mess with all day." You teased.

He chuckled and gave you a gentle smile. "Hard to keep in? We could always give someone an exclusive, tell them about us." He said, wiggling his eyebrows as he squeezed your waist. "I would like to compliment my amazing co-star... and partner... too." He said quietly and looked into your eyes.

"You mean it?" You asked, almost bouncing on your heels in anticipation.

"Of course, baby. I don't want you keeping those feelings in." He teased, rubbing your waist.

You leaned up, kissing him gently as you smiled against his lips. "Let's tell that one interviewer... works for the BBC." You said and thought for a moment.

"Ahh.. You're talking about Ali Plumb? Yeah, I like his interviews. We'll give him the exclusive. And not tell our managers. It'll be fun." He said and winked at you, pecking your lips.

"Would you mind grabbing the producer and combining the rest of our interviews today?" You asked your manager, who nodded then left to grab them. "You sure about this?" You asked Chris, looking back up at him.

"Yes. I'm sure. I love you, and I would like for the whole world to know." He said, placing another kiss on your lips while he held you close.

Part 2: Such a Softie

[rei-caldombra]

Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic Anime Episodes 4-9 Review - Rose is a 10/10.

Back for another post about Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic anime, covering episodes 4-9. I’m still loving this show and wanna talk about it more without waiting until the end. Spoiler warning. I edited the image used for the thumbnail, feel free to use it fellow Rose simps. 

The greatness in episode 8 and 9 is the main reason I am writing a new post now and will be the bulk of the post, but I’ll talk a bit about the earlier episodes. Watching the three main characters slowly grow and come into their own has been nice to watch. I still enjoy seeing them have slightly different outlooks while still connecting on the basis of the crazy situation they were thrust in. They all needed different amounts of time and experiences to process things and make up their mind. Hopefully we will get some more great stuff from seeing them be together again for the big battle. We got some solid new characters

I didn’t mention how I feel about the OP in the first post, I think it’s really great. The music really gets you hyped. The art is great, everyone looks awesome and has very detailed and expressive looks. I don’t have too much to say about the ED, it’s fine but nothing notable to me. It does remind you of the life Suzu had before coming here, which at least gives some relevant purpose to the visuals. 

A minor gripe is that as of now I really don’t see the purpose of the future vision that Usato was shown. I don’t really feel like it changed his way of thinking or his actions. I did not feel like he was especially cocky or not taking the situation seriously, and he already had Rose instilling in him (and us as the viewer) that war is terrible and that he will be responsible for keeping people alive. Maybe there will be more to it later but I do not think this did anything for me as of now. It may have just had the purpose to drive up tension but I do not think forcing it with something dramatic like this was needed. 

Now onto the highlight of the middle section of the anime, episodes 8 and 9 which cover Rose’s backstory. Hearing my favorite voice actress Konomi Kohara in episode 8 was a welcome surprise. Her voice for Aul is probably the hardest to recognize out of anything I've heard from her as the tone is very different. I immediately thought about it upon hearing her talk but was not certain until her crying when she got punched convinced me. I’d know her yelling and crying noises anywhere. Kohara excels at bringing cute, cheerful energy that immediately makes you endear for the character. 

I think the time we got with Rose’s original squad was well done. It gave us enough time to let us feel the bond, but not so long that we felt we were wasting time with characters we knew would be dying. Aul is the only one who gets proper focus, but for the purpose of the unit focus on all of them was not needed. We also did get a nice moment that helped us feel that the other members were all people with names and lives. The scene where Rose talks to the parents of Josh hits hard and got me genuinely emotional. It's great for the world to have the events of that fight have an impact on more than just Rose. Hearing such a positive spin on the death of a soldier really hit hard. I hope most parents of fallen soldiers can reach the point of healthy acceptance that these two did. This scene both helps Rose and for the point of this blurb, reminds us that even though the other members like Josh did not get focus, they have some more substance than just extra soldiers. 

A criticism I have seen levied was that it took too long to get the war content that it’s been building up to. It did take quite a while to get some proper action, but the action delivers. It is by no means at the top level of anime action that we have gotten in recent times, but it is good. The art is pretty great while being fun and engaging, with one of the best moments of the show being her chucking trees. There was solid pacing too, with the action not being stopped for too long by exposition. I enjoyed this fight and hope the upcoming fights are up to its caliber at least. 

I really appreciate the show bringing up how losing her eye in the battle made a big difference in the moment. A pet peeve of mine is how often shows degrade the impact and weight of a character losing an eye. Most of the time they just keep fighting the same as normal or acclimate way too fast. I love her mentioning specifically that her depth perception is off because of losing her eye. In a proper battle that would make a massive difference. And while losing an eye only takes away about 30% of your vision, that could also mean the difference between life and death when you have arrows and magical blasts aimed at you. Characters barely changing from losing an eye sabotages dramatic weight and breaks my immersion in combat. I appreciate that this show gave her losing her eye the gravity it deserves in the moment even if it was just a bit of dialogue. Just the proper acknowledgement of the issues losing an eye brings means a lot to me. 

The battle ending with the demon commander being saved is also an interesting one. They’re clearly setting up here that the demons are not meant to just be evil adversaries. It also shows the strength of Rose’s character by not having her fall into a blind rage and completely flipping as a character. Even after seeing her friends be killed, she still saw the meaning in her adversary wanting to save someone dying on the battlefield. This hits Rose at the core of who she is. Both humans and demons have people they care about and want to save. Up to this point I honestly didn’t have anything to say about the demons as they seemed like your standard demonic adversaries, but this makes me feel positive that we will get solid substance from them.

I think Rose’s fall into depression and recovery is well done. I like how we got a variety of her thoughts rather than jumping straight to a strong reaction. She did contemplate suicide, but she is engaging in self-punishment and doesn’t believe she has the right to die. But what should she do with this life? She thought about going on a demon murder rampage and getting revenge, but she already recognized that is not the right thing to do. She spent over a month stuck in her depression rather than going back so we can infer she considered quitting altogether. Another great aspect of Rose’s emotional side of things is how she gave herself the pep talk based on her memories, rather than getting a stereotypical pep talk from someone else. It’s important to show how support from others is important for emotional processing, but getting over every emotional hump doesn’t come from someone telling you how great you are, and sometimes you do need to work through things yourself internally. The king and other knight checking up on her likely helped but this is clearly not written the same as a pep talk. Sometimes people can work through things on their own with enough time to process. And this isn’t from negative behavior like her not accepting help or having a bloated ego. The problem was all internal and there is no way anyone else could have properly related to her as no one else has the capabilities she does. I love that it took a long time for her to reach this. It’s important to note how long it takes to cope with your emotions. And to return to the pep talk point, sometimes those pep talks that make a person’s emotional state do a complete 180 make it seem like overcoming bad emotions is easy. I really like her growth comes from her thinking about their lives rather than about their deaths. It’s obvious that after a horrific event like she experienced, she would hyperfixate on their deaths. She already had the answer as Aul was dying, that she should not hate herself and to continue being the strong and kind person she is. 

She was also told by Josh's parents that she should not be ashamed of herself and what she has done. But the severity of the moment muted the positive impact of those words. When she is able to think about what came before that terrible event, she realizes the proper way to think. By remembering what her squad said while they were alive, she was able to put her own life into perspective and find a goal. Knowing everything that happens, it feels like a logical conclusion for Rose to focus entirely on saving lives. As a character within the archetype of the tough brutal teacher, Rose feels far above the rest as a dynamic and fleshed out character who does not exist just to be hated. She does the usual drill sergeant type of thing while having proper motivation and emotional reasoning behind it. She’s not brutal just so the main character has to struggle, she is brutal because of her backstory that stands entirely on its own. Rose really is a fantastic character by all metrics and she alone makes this show worth the watch. 

This show continues to have great characters and excellent execution. We did have to wait a little too long for some great action with overall slow pacing, but it was still enjoyable, and I see some value in the slow buildup. The buildup was very successful for Rose’s side of things, so I feel confident that the buildup will have been worth it for Usato’s side as well. Hopefully this anime will continue on strong through to its conclusion. Thanks for reading!

[aetheternity]

God this trailer! I can't stop thinking about it so you all have to suffer. Firstly I wanna say I wish Hoyo would animate like this all the time!! Omg these last two trailers have been fucking gorgeous then I see the bland nearly lifeless scenes of characters with their arms in their laps only moving their heads in normal game while they sit and I get mad as hell.

Like look at Venti's hair here. All of it is moving!! His bangs, the fringes on the side and his braids! Even the fucking flower is moving! It looks so good especially since in normal game Venti's hair barely moves apart from his braids. I wanna make a separate post about that another time.

Back to Haitham's trailer

It's so insane how different everything feels from normal game! The expression on Kaveh's face as he laughs and takes a sip of his drink. The way Cyno holds his cards and moves his arm. Not to mention this is such a breath of fresh air as much as I like Traveler we barely ever get scenes that have just the cast of characters that are all friendly enjoying each others company like this. I hope the anime is going to have scenes like this because it's perfect.

I gifed all my favorite scenes for everyone's easy perusal so I'm gonna gush over that now.

Cyno's eye and the way he looks at Tighnari. God he looks beautiful just kind of checking out the cards in his hand while Tighnari talks. I'm gonna say this a lot but it gives him so much more character and it feels so refreshing to know that at any point during the trailer you can watch any character and they'll be interacting with something!

Cyno's pout 🥺💞 God I love him so much he's endlessly adorable here. I couldn't not (double negative ehe..) put this part in, quite possibly my favorite part of the whole trailer.

The way the camera spins and everything about Tighnari's wide eyed expression. The way he leans into his own hand with a soft smile then blinks to attention he's too adorable as well. The slight tip of his hand too. All the characters here have very different body language. Haitham only speaking when spoken to and mostly keeping a very in his own space demeanor. Tighnari's hand gestures with pretty much everything he says and the way he's always touching his face. The way Kaveh points with his cup alot and has very broad gestures as he takes up a lot more space than the others and Cyno's hands either on his cards or very close to himself probably taking up the least amount of space aside from Haitham. God there's so much character here!! I wanna lick this demo. I'm not even an Al Haitham simp or stan but I had to watch this trailer again and again because it's just so goooooooddddd.

And archons this scene right fucking here. When I tell you goosebumps. Uggggghhhh. The way he cuts through and then immediately starts walking. Not gonna lie even I was starting to feel something for Haitham after this. Holy shit I just love this trailer ya'll. This is probably one of the prettiest character trailers we've ever gotten and we're probably never going to get anything like it ever a fucking gain.

Regardless I had to get this off my chest and just gush because good animation and character interaction is really hard to come by. This is the stuff I love seeing from Genshin I just want stuff like this dammit. I've seen so many people praising this trailer on Twitter and it deserves it. Shipping goggles on or not you can't deny this trailer is just excellent.

[heartsoji]

hello, everyone. its been a while.

im really sorry that i kinda dropped off the map with no notice and YES i've seen the sweet msgs dropped by anons and moots and its really sweet to know that people ive never even met think abt me and care for me. will be responding to moots privately shortly - anons, just THANK YOU SO MUCH it means the world to me that you care sm. if you ever drop off of anon, i'd love to be friends :)

ANYWAYS, the reason(s) i sorta disappeared: just some family issues! my family is going through some problems with some certain family members going through a really hard time, falling into frail health, you get the gist. it hasn't been exactly lovely, but we're working things out rn and hopefully it'll get better soon. i kinda got caught up in everything and sorta forgot about my little community ive grown here. my apologies for that.

um sorry for this lowkey rly dramatic and overly lengthy msg but i didnt rly know what to say now that ive dropped off the globe with no signal of being alive, and i feel safe enough in this community (yes, the wonderful tumblr anime SIMPS u heard me right ugs (and me tbh) R SIMPS. community.) that i dont feel the need to just hide away my problems and just say smth like, "oh i got locked outta my tumblr account!" or smth idek. i trust ugs! love these ppl ive never even met <3 (more than some of my irls, even. some of them dont know that anything happened LOLL)

MOVING ON, i'll try to be active, but no promises! i cant say fs that any real work will be put out for a little while, but the biggest lump of the issues is over, and im in a better mental space now, so i can probs do some things? idk. at the very least, ill be doing some interactions and rambles and more abusing of my "jisu talks!" tag. i love all of you, have a wonderful morning/day/night! <3