#some highlights for me was the monster high booth and the guy telling me and my friend how good we were at monster high matching

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Another comic con passed… here’s to nycc 2022

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I recently saw the idea of sub-juggulator John and I was captivated! What would your take on that be?

Egbert's Confections. A small cake shop and restaurant that had popped up out of nowhere. There was no indication it existed until a few nights ago, yet it proved to be inexplicably popular. As far as anyone could tell, Jaunee Egbert had pulled his shop out of the ground and cornered the local market overnight.

As far as the local rebel cell was concerned, the fact that he was a purple blood was no coincidence. This town had been chosen as a base of operations precisely because it was such a lowblooded neighborhood. The sudden appearance of not only a purple blood, but a strangely successful and beloved one, was nothing short of glowing neon danger sign. The threat he posed couldn't stand.

That's how Xannic Erveni found himself standing outside Egbert's Confections with his moirail by his side.

Xannic took a deep steadying breath and looked over at the large olive blood by his side. His own worried expression was mirrored in their face before he steeled his gaze. "So, you remember our story, Norwik?"

The olive nodded and began listing off on their hand. "We're just friendly customers looking to get to know the local confectionecutioner. We're both lowbloods, so we try to keep our heads down, which is why we don't know anything about any rebels. And, of course, don't eat anything. Even if it's at a discount."

Xannic nodded and pushed the doors open. He still had to duck to fit inside. Even if the rusty was the shorter of the two, his refusal to trim his horns meant he often had to duck at doorways. Xannic knew it made him stand out, but it was a source of pride for him. Another foot was another sweep survived. Still, he did try to keep from looking too serious as he glanced around the restaurant.

That's when the pair noticed their first red flag. The customers around them weren't just enjoying their food, they were loving it. At least one third of the noise seemed to come from people belching and guts growling. He saw rustbloods eating from cakes that were taller than themselves and jade bloods stuffing themselves like they hadn't eaten in weeks. Trolls as high as teal were collapsing on the floor, still trying to eat even as they were on the verge of either popping or puking. Norwik leaned into his ear. "This is going to sound weird, but this is to much. Even for my appetite."

"You said it."

Xannic stiffened as a tall shadow fell over the pair. Norwik had to keep themselves from draping over Xannic protectively. The two craned their necks up to come face to face with the owner. Egbert himself.

Even with his reputation, Egbert did not at all carry himself as they expected. He smiled down at them in a way that was both mischievous and friendly, a rare combination indeed. His buck teeth were noticably filed down and his face paint was plain. Even his horns were small, flat, and dull. By purple blood standards, he looked like a scrawny, puny runt. Only towering over them because of his age. If Egbert wasn't skipping Ascension, he was on the verge of it. Even his eyes had begun filling in.

"Well, hi, guys!" Egbert said, giving them a mock courtesy. "You look new here. New customers or just stopping by?"

Xannic almost found himself taken in by the act until his gaze driften over to the moaning, groaning, barely conscious troll in the booth next to him. A clear reminder that they couldn't get comfortable here, regardless of pretences. By the way Norwik gripped his shoulder, he could tell they were thinking the same thing. "We're just passing through. We're new in town." Xannic couldn't keep his gaze from drifting. "We... uh, didn't realize this place was so high class."

Egbert clearly followed his gaze. "Yeah, I know. Ask my lusus, it's his recipe. I didn't realize it was ao addictive until I started selling it. I guess eating cake every night desensitized me." He shrugged apologetically. "Word of advice, call a friend to carry you to your hive the first view visits. I don't want to have to drag you out of here."

Norwik's grip tightened around his shoulder unconsciously. "We're just here to take a look around. We won't be having anything." They said.

Egbert grinned, showing off the rest of his strangely flat, filed down teeth. "Well then, stick around awhile. Take a seat and relax. We're all brothers here."

Xannic knew there was something off about this. He could feel it. He could tell that at least some of Egbert's politeness was genuine. He was far to relaxed, far to wide eyed and happy, to be faking completely. Xannic had met enough blood hungry highbloods to recognize one when he saw them, but, at the same time, Jaunee wasn't being entirely genuine either. His kindness was exaggerated, but it wasn't to the point of being obviously fake. It made him difficult to read. He could be lying maliciously... but he could also just be overcompensating for his status. Xannic had met plenty of both.

Regardless, Xannic took a seat at an empty booth, Norwik still protectively curled around his shoulder. If Xannic was letting his guard down, Norwik kept their guard up, and vice versa. A learned behavior that had saved their skin many times before.

Egbert sat down across from them, casually leaning back in contrast to his high strung guests. "So, why'd you two move here?" He asked. "Personally, I just got sick of my old customers. My old church mates always left such a mess behind and the violet bloods were such sour sports about my pranks. It's not my fault they don't check their seats."

Something about that casual little gesture made Xannic's remaining doubts drift away. Jaunee was a highblood. A purpleblood who towered over the both of them by several inches. A highblood who'd already made himself popular and powerful in this small, paranoid little town. A clown who could kill them without effort and continue running his shop without a care. But, somehow, Xannic felt safe. The strange undercurrent of danger that surrounded most clowns just wasn't there with Jaunee. He didn't seem like a predator waiting to pounce. He didn't act like he was just waiting for the excuse to cut them up. When Xennic saw Jaunee drap himself over the back of the seat, he didn't see the murderous monster he saw in most purple bloods. He just saw a smiling, buck toothed troll.

"We actually lived in a similar town. We were live servants for a violet blood." Xennic felt Norwik freeze at the honest answer, but he wasn't deterred. Xennic trusted Jaunee. Enough to be harmlessly honest with him. "We moved here for... obvious reasons. We just wanted get away from that asshole."

Jaunee laughed. "Yeah. Violets are dicks."

It didn't take long for Norwik to join the conversation after that. If Egbert was able to so thoroughly, so perfectly penetrate Xennic's guard, then he could do the same to Norwik. There was a reason for their system. There was a reason one of them was always on guard. There was a reason they were both so protective. But, as the conversation began in earnest, that reason, whatever it was, was forgotten. They talked blithely for hours about quadrants and meeting moirails. About how Xannic had confessed to Norwik and how Jaunee thought that Strider was totally hitting on him. So pleasant was the atmosphere that even the moans of torturously stuffed trolls couldn't pierce it.

Soon, Egbert was showing the two to the door with a cheerful smile on his face. His buck toothed grin as friendly and as mischievous as always. "Honestly, it was great meeting you two. You'll have to actually order something sometime."

Xennic laughed and pushed the doors open, just about to duck out when Egbert's hand gripped his shoulder. "I'm serious." Jaunee said, a slice of cake in his hand.

"How about I give you a free sample? Something to take back with you."

~

It had been seven nights since Norwik had accepted that slice of cake and the olive blood hadn't left their hive since. The lay on the floor, leaning against the fridge as they held their gurgling, groaning gut. Broken plates and stripped down bones littered the floor of their hive, highlighting just how empty their fridge was as it's doors hung open.

Hungry. They were so, so hungry.

Xannic rushed in carrying another bag of food, throwing it to the side to first check on his moirail. Xannic put his palm to their head, hoping to comfort them, check for a pulse, something, anything. But, Norwik just pushed their hand asidr, desperately pointing to the discarded bag.

"Please...." They rasped out. "I.... I need it. I need.... food."

Xannic pulled out a single slice of grub loaf. "This was all they had le-" He started, before getting cut off as Norwik ripped it from their grasp. The olive blood dug into their meal with big, heavy bites, all but shoveling the loaf down their throat. Xannic swore it disappeared in three seconds.

"I need... more..." Norwik moaned, begged really, as their overstuffed gut roared. "I need... food..."

"There is no more. All the shops are out of stock." Norwik curled up into a fetal position. All Xannic could do was stare in concern and horror. "Gog, what did that cake do to you?"

Hungry. They were so, so hungry.

"We need to get you back to base. Get you looked at. Whatever was in that slice, it's fucking you up, big time. At this rate, you're going to eat yourself to death."

Xannic was still talking, but Norwik couldn't hear them any more. Their stomach was grumbling far to loudly for that. Why were they so hungry? Why wouldn't it end? It hurt. It hurt so much. They were staving.

They needed food.

They needed... meat.

"We're going to get you help, okay buddy?" Xannic rolled them over, letting Norwik rest their hand on his shoulder.

"...Buddy?"

Whatever Xannic was saying, Norwik couldn't hear him. They were to busy feeding. Making the pain end.

Xannic's screams couldn't be heard over the grumbling of Norwik's gut, nor over the crunching of bones between their teeth.

~

Jaunee Egbert cheerfully hummed to himself, pulling out his phone to take another picture as he spotted another pile of bare picked bones.

Yes, he'd say this little excursion had gone really well. He was tasked with taking out the rebel cell that was in the area and that had been accomplished. The town can't have a cell if there is no town after all. If he had any complaints, it was that he was sick of only pranking lowbloods. Even if it was his Messiah given duty.

That's all this was. A prank. A joke. A harmless teasing between friends. The fact that the recipients all died didn't change that. Lowbloods die. That was just a fact of life.

Jaunee pulled out his contacts. He sent Strider the pictures he'd taken. He loved to use them for propaganda. "Look what happens when lowbloods aren't kept in check." That sort of thing. Jaunee was glad his friend found his own little way to support the Messiah's cause.

After seeing the thumbs up emoji from Strider, Jaunee took one last look around at the crumbling corpse of the town. No survivors. Not a building left standing. A masterful prank indeed.

Jaunee took his leave to plot his next prank, likely never thinking of this one again.

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Star Vs The Forces of Evil: Is Another Mystery (Prince of Wishful Thinking) or Wasted Potetial

Happy Valentine’s Day Lucifans! And while I originally intended to cover this along with the much worse Booth Buddies I had too much to say about both to try and clown car both together so here we are. And just in times for V-Day we have a StarTom episode.. that isn’t as focused on thier relationship as I thought because I hadn’t seen this in a while because every time I think of things in this series I think of all the wasted potetial and it gives me a migrane. I’d also like to thank @jess-the-vampire for talking this one over with me as usual, and helping me think through some stuff. And as with last time we’re picking up about where we left off, so no real exposition to get through. Join me under the cut as we solve a mystery and marvel at HOW much potential from this episode the show squandered. 

We open with Marco chasing Glossaryck.. and it’s only now I realize I have not talked about this subplot at all. Or Glossaryck really. As you probably know Glossaryck is the tiny man who lives in the big book of spells, created the magical high comission and is a colossasl assshat whose likeablity plumted this season. For starters his voice actor Jeffery Tambour was outed as a massive creep, making him harder to stomach even if the show had reduced him to stock footage of one line. Speaking of which he came back from the dead... and despite it being revealed he was fully sapient the whole time and just saying Eclipsa’s husbands name without context a twist coming up int he finale that i’ll give out about here as while clever when you first hear it. makes NO sense in hindsight, as Eclipsa might of mentioned it before now especially since Glossaryck was around her quite a few times, had no reason not to, and you’d THINK Star, Marco or Moon, especially the latter two, would be curious why he can only say that and has seemingly been reduced to an infant. It’s an annoying subplot tha’ts just casually part of the series and no one seems to care about despite Glossaryck being a big deal and the spellbook revealing there IS a way to make copies, one that would be used next season. 

But what really just made me HATE him.. is how he contributed to how bad things on Mewni are, by doing nothing. Being omnicent and powerful does not mean you do nothing.. it just means you have to be VERY careful. Power is a responsivity not an excuse to say “Wheelp my kids were a mistake going to just let them overthrow the government, become far more entriched in mewni politics, and boss me around without EVER questioning them or trying to replace them”. His apathy is never really called out by anyone but Marco, and he’s treated with all this undue importance despite not doing anything but train the queens, which even then i’ts questionable how good he was at that. Just an asshole, not the worst character in the series, he’s coming up in a few episodes, but just wholly unlikeable. And I get he’s supposed to be comically douchey but after what we learn about eclipsa it just passes into unforgivable and it’s never brought up or talked about. Which is a trend for this series and I don’t know why i’m even bothering being annoyed at this point when I could easily COUNT the number of potential plot threads the series half finished, dropped or wasted and it’d probably hit 50+. 

So Marco is chasing after Glossarcyk and ends up in Buff Frog’s office. Buff Frog was Ludo’s former second in command, who reformed, and became close with Star and Marco, and who Star gave a position as Royal Monster Expert in order to have an ACTUAL MONSTER doing their job since the previous person was a crazy lady who thought of htem as less than sapient and tried to drown them all for reasons I don’t quite remember. This.. has not come up since and this is the first time we’ve seen his office since and it’s empty. 

Marco finds a note for star but accidently reads it before he can get it to her, and we do get a glimpse of the old Marco as he’s disgraught over “reading someone’s mail without their permission!” I missed this.. I think I blocked out the GOOD times with marco in my brain behind a butter-like wall of all the stupid shit he did this season and the next and the whole resolution to the starco thing that left a taste in my mouth not unlike sardine juice mixed with vinegar, aka what causes Mitch Mconnel’s face to look like delfated and to sound like the ghost of Michgian J Frogs Condederate Uncle. 

Meanwhile Star is with Tom and is distruaght after finding our her life is a lie and feels there’s no one she feels she can talk to about this, and Tom’s face when she says this just...

You can tell the poor guy is just hurt. HIs girlfirend is hurting.. and she dosen’t even CONSIDER talking to him about this or think she can trust him despite him being RIGHT THERE. This expression is only on screen for half a second but it says so much. And another thing it says is that he dosen’t know HOW to help her, as evidenced by the fact his offering to is very awkward and sitlted, that he’s clearly HURT she dosen’t think she can confide in him, but is so awkward in general and out of his depth her ehe dosen’t know how to help he just wants to.  But while Star eventually seems receptive.. Marco busts in and we get a seen of EVERYONE involved being a canoe filed with dicks and old vhs copies of biodome. After of course Marco tells Star, Buff Frog is gone. To wit

Star: Immediately plans to take off with Marco and only Marco despite tom being right there, that he could help even if he has no stake in it, and the fact that cloudy can both grow, and Tom can you know.. FLY. That’s a thing we’ve seen him do a lot. So space isn’t an issue, sh’es just forgetting tom exists. Which WOULD work if it was an intentional issue but is sadly the beggining of Star being a pretty terrible girlfriend to tom. This example is lighter since you know , one of her closest friends and his small children are missing, and this is the day after her entire world got flip turned upside down, so I can forgive her a bit since she’s probably not thinking clearly.. but it’s the start of a LONG pattern fo her forgetting tom exists when it’s not coinvent and not thinking about his feelings.

Marco: When Tom asks to take Marco’s place, Marco says, not that he’s buff frog’s friend or he’s worried again about the fact he has kids that could be in danger but “I’m her squire it’s my job”... BEFORE you know the fact his friend WITH YOUNG CHLIDRNE WHO COULD BE DEAD VIA HATE CRIME, is missing. 

Seriously it says something about how far Marco has fallen by this ponit that even in an episode wher eh’es largely his old self.. he STILL make this about him and star to her boyfriend’s face. HiS FRIEND’S FACE. There will be worse from Marco soon enough, and far worse we won’t be covering, but it does say something that they did him so wrong this season that THIS is minor in comparison to some of the other shit he pulls. 

Tom: The only INTEITONAL one of these, as Star’s neglect feels like it was an accident, as he insists on coming along as her boyfriend despite this being a fairly serious situation and him clearly just wanting alone time. 

OH and if you thought the writers you know ACTUALLY cared about STar’s anguish over finding out her whole life was a lie, her newly found grandma who actually relates to her and treats her with respect unlike her mother isn’t biologically related (Not that blood relation matters but I can see why finding out the one family member besides your dad who was anything like you in recent memory.. isn’t related to you would hurt).. 

This highlights the show’s biggest flaw, and yes folks it’s bigger than the ending with the accidental genocide and the horrible implications. That was bad.. but what really tripped the show up long before that.. is the lack of payoff. Now sure some plots get payoffs, especially the Metora one, it’s one of the series best arcs.. but TONS of other threads are just outright ignored, casually dropped or never really pulled.  Look I know that every show has things we wished they’d done more with, and most of the greats of this generation have stuff they dropped the ball on by dropping it or never really getting into it: She Ra never really had any closure with Catra and Scorpia, despite Catra hurting her the most out of anyone and that could’ve been a good thing for her character developent and Scorpia’s own character development. Ducktales had NO intention of going into Della’s reaction to Scrooge and Donald’s feud and quitely ignored or retconned the fact Scrooge clearly erased Della’s long history from the web and wherever else he could, as why else would the kids have never known. Did they just not use google? Steven Universe, if partially by design as it turns out, skipped over a LOT of things and ignored a lot of intresting characters human and gem. It’s the nature of writing seralized teleivsion: Sometimes you just forget to take care of something or simply don’t have the space to. That is fine.  The problem is star does this.. for major plot points that really CAN’T be ignored. Starting with this season they flat out ignore Star telling Marco how she felt for pretty much the entire season. They only deal with it in booth buddies.... THREE EPISODES before the season finale two parter. Despite it having massive impliciations, doing so IN FRONT OF JACKIE, who was her friend, and Jann who is both Jackie and Star’s friend and is not subtle.  We never get any fallout from this and the show weirdly acts like Marco can’t easily visit home. I mean yes he’s star’s squire but she’s not a heartless monster> The DIazes were her parents for a while too. And that’s not even getting into Marco Junior... “Shudders”. But that part of the cliffhanger was just the start after that the pile just kept getting larger. Before it was basically JUST the monster arm and it possibly being involved with the blood moon. So to prove my point i’m making a list of EVERY dropped plot point or storyline from the series, most of which are from season 3 onward. And naturally I asked jess for help with this after the first 25.. and the list DOUBLED. One or two of these are nitpicky.. but the fact the vast majority AREN’T .. yeah.

1. Jackie’s reactoin to Star’s feelings for Marco 2. Janna’s Reaction to Star’s feelings for Marco 3. Buff Frog being head monster expert 4. Buff Frog and Co fleeing this dimension and where they WENT exactly 5. Tom being a Monster 6. Star not being a Butterfly by blood 7. Moon’s reaction to not being a butterfly by blood 8. Rhombulus feeling guilty 9. Marco’s reaction to hekapoo being a terrible person 10. Marco and Kelly’s Relationship (Technically resovled but done poorly) 11. Tad not being over Kelly 12. Hornanne never getting a horn (I know minor but it bothers me a lot) 13. Eclipsa having to win over the other kingdoms 14. Related, the Johnasons being the hardest one of those to overcome 15. Related to 13 again: Why Tom’s Parent’s didn’t suppport eclipsa 16. What the Jaggy Mountains are or are like at all 17. WHy Glossaryck was worried about Globgor 18. Why Glossaryck faked being feral for a season 19. How Star had a piece of the spell book 20. What Mr. Candle’s Deal is 21. The Pie Folk knowing the true lineage of the queen 22. Was the commission conspiracy ever made public.  23. Meteora possibly having memories from her previous self 24. Lobster Claws 25. River’s reaction to moon’s betrayal 26. Toffee’s Past  and Motivations 27. Marco’s Cheekmarks 28. Any reaction by Star and Janna to said cheekmarks 29. The kingdom’s reaction to the book being stolen is never brought up again 30. The Past Queens (Never brought up in show itself, but Jess feels there was supposed to be more there and I agree) 31. The Septarian Painting in ST.O’s (While i’ts a hint at who meteora is WHY it’s there and why ST. O would even allow it and why it’s of septarians is never explained) 32. Monster Arm 33. Relicor’s Wife 34. Why the dance memory was different 35. How do people in other dimensions get dimensional scissors? 36. How Did Toffee Know of the Whipsering Spell? 37. Where did Toffe, Ludo and Rasticore’s dimensonal scissors/chainsaw come from? 38. Toffee’s Damage to Mewni (Never gets brought up aagain after silver bell) 39. Why Globgor eating Shastacan was “Complicated” 40. Upwards Waterfall Unicorn 41. Star spying on Marco and Jackie 42. Any Explination for Green Magic 43. The photo’s of star and marco’s kiss (To quote jess, into the void they go) 44. How Metora Learned Soulsucking and why she can do that 45. Metora taking Rasticores arm with her.  46. The Neverzone’s weird time dialation 47. Star’s Neglect of Tom 48. The Spiderbites reaction to globgor being freed 49. The “Big Surge of Dark Magic” 50. Eclipsa “gets into your head 51. Star learning wandless magic with no effort 52. Where did Brian Go? 53. Star and Marco Never apologize for the kiss on screen 54. “I know how this all ends 55. Why Lekmet was never Replaced and why reynadlo didsn’t replace him

55 in the span of an hour.. and that’s not even getting into the fact Jess was thinking these up off the top of her head and probbaly coudl’ve kept going, but I didn’t want to overtax her since I was asking a favor of her, and  fifty goddamn three is more than enough to say ya done fucked up. Just.. holy shit. MARVEL has less dropped plotlines than this, and that at least has the caveat of changing writers and some writers being dipshits who don’t CARE about resolving what happened before. The Star team has an excuse for maybe 10 or 20 of these.. but 55! Fifty Goddamn five! And that’s stopping as we could probably have found more and just tying this paragraph we did, hence 55. How much do you have to NOT care about your audience, your plots and your characters to miss this much? The three I mentioned before all have understandable explinations behind them: She-Ra had a set episode count and only so much space and it made more sense story wise to have scorpia be taken over by the horde. Ducktales is on a kids network and Disney isn’t at all supportive of adult plots to the point a courtroom episode was deemd too confusing for kids... which first off , no, and secondly you see what they were dealing with. and Steven Universe again did this slightly intentionally, with things happening offscreen because that’s how life works, sometimes it worked sometimes it didn’t. 

This is just incompetence on a MASSIVE scale that boggles the goddamn mind. I have seen shows do worse, but i’ve never seen a show flush most of i’t spoteital drama nad character development down a goddamn hole again, and again and again in such a consitent manner. There’s no wonder I didn’t see this at the time. This is a level of messed up you have to see from helicopter view! The show just stopped carring about finishing most of it’s storylines and just brought shit up when it was convient and threw it out on a scale that just... just.. 

It sucks. It sucks to see a show that had so much potetial squander it, it sucks the show ended up like this, as only a handful of those are from pre season 3, and it sucks that the clock is ticking on how much good I have to say about the show without having to add the button “And then this was never properly resolved.” Good. Fucking. Grief. And Jess wanted to find MORE, and probably could, but I didn’t want her to dedicate her life to this. It’s monuentally frustrating, and saddening to see waht a waste of potetial this series was by the end. All of this is one big list of what if and most of it shoudl’ve been resolved in some way. “Sigh”.... let’s move on.. for my sanity’s sake. I made myself very sad. 

So with Marco out of the way Tom and Star start investigating and Tom is a bit of a dick about it, suggesting they abandon the search for her friend and his CHLDREN to go get a corn shake and that the monsters just went out grocery shopping.. the former is just horribly out of character, as even if he would WANT to leave he woudln’t be so cavialer about it when sh’es this upset just a few episodes AFTER monster bash, where he learned you know.. not to do that. The other is just ehhh... like you think he’d react to an entire town being missing and Star’s JUSTIFIED fear mina did it , after she easily swatted both of them aside, with more than “eh maybe their doing pesant stuff I don’t know” Thankfully the “Tom is a huge dick and also star is grossed out by him liking monster food revealing she might still be a touch racist without realizing it, which itself is nver touched on, let’s call that number 54″, portion of the episode ends when dark gets a little something on him

Star gets one in her arm, and the two pass out and wake up with sacks over them. We do get the best part of the episdoe where both try to run around blind, and Tom realizes he’s claustrophbic and starts panicking, which results in him falling around and kicking in a circle, while Star takes a guy out and while she can’t see assumes she did something cool. Eventually we find out their kidnappers are related to the buff frog thing and tell her to stop looking and just to be serious are going to break tom’s horns... before Buff Frog arrives wondering what the fuck their thinking and stopping them, and he and his kids are fine. Turns out he’s leaving Mewni and Katrina, his oldest daughter who has giant legs now, wanted to make sure they got to say goodbye, so she left the note in his name knowing Star would come and find them. Before we get into all of that, just a quick aside.. okay so baiscally these monsters who threatened are either fleeing mewni or running some sort of underground railroad to cover up the monster exodus. Which begs the question... why did they tihnk breaking the horns of a crowned prince of one of their allied states and kidnapping and threatning the princess of mewni, who is PUBLICLY pro monster and thus only makes them look worse, was at all a good idea. I get wanting to hdie this but breaking Tom’s horns is only going to lead to a fight at best and two kingdoms coming down at them with their full might, putting innocent people in the crossfire at worst and most likely

But yes the Monsters are leaving.. and this is part of where the episode misteps as the scale is kind of hard to figure in hindsight. On one hand the montser villiage is abandoned , meaning that the episode implies ALL the monsters are leaving.. but not only are some left, once Eclipsa takes over plenty of monsters come back or may of never left, making nit very vauge just how many actually left, especially since the party leaving that we see is just about 10 monsters not including buff frog’s babies.. where did they come from by the way? Ludo just kinda stole them but from where? Jess brought that up but i’m not sure I got it on the list so 55. The show is entirely too vauge on if this is a mass exodus of eveyr monster at long last or just a large migration of them wanting a better life. Instead of explaining any of this when it’s a very intresting and engrossing idea, the monsters leaving the predjuicde outright, the possible hateful reactoins of the commission given how paranoid they are, how star would combat this, a possible divide in monsterkind with one half going back and the other staying put, WHERE they went exactly.. there’s a lot of great questions and stories here.. but as the list the size of my gut should make clear, none of them get answere dbecause this series just didn’t care about it.. and if so then WHY bring it up. That’s why I brought up the list in the first place.. because this is one of MANY times they bring something up and just.. do nothing with it. Then why did you bring it up in the first fucking place?! As I said I can abide by dropping a plot point for time or beacause Disney is kinda dumb or you just want to get to other good stuff and you had to make a cut. And while a portion of the list is that. i’ts mostly things like this: really fascenating stuff.. that’s ignored because htey just stopped caring. 

So before they all can leave despite Star’s best efforts, TOM steps up and calls them cowards.. and admit’s he’s a monster too. And while one.. WEIRD looking guy points out he’s rich, so should he count, Tom counters with the fact that sure he’s rich.. but when he gets in an elevator he’s a monster. He may be part of a diffrent “catageory”.. but to a stranger he’s just the same as them. While it dosen’t feel quite earned by the episode, it is a moral that needs to be taught: prilvage dosen’t insulate you completely from prejudice. You can still be discrminated against no matter how much money you have or how far you get because the system sucks.  And once again this is a waste of potetial: tom technically being a monster and being the son of a human and a demon is never brought up again.. despite you know also being a massively powerful monster child of a monster and a mewman.. like a certain someone who’se the big bad for this half of the season. It just never comes up... and I get it’s a categorical bullshit thing, that the comission werne’t worried about a lucitor doing any of this because “Well demons are okay and we have a treaty and stuff”, but the show had no trouble pointing out categorical bullshit before.. why not now? 

The ending however is good as Buff Frog.. isn’t convinced. HE admit’s tom’s speech is good.. but he’s been dealing with this stuff for too long. It also works because him leaving the job they never focused on.. isn’t framed as him being ungreatful or anything. He’s genuinely appricative of what Star is trying to do and gets her heart is in the right place.. but she doesn’t have the power to fix this. She’s just a kid, and while she has some power her mother has no real intention of making things better for them. And he has to think of a better life for his kids.. so we get some tearful goodbyes as Buff Frog promises to return when she’s in charge.. even though he does because she’s in charge in the season finale and we never see him , 56, and he has to be talked into coming back in the last season... so they leave but Tom promises her it can work out because their a monster and a mewman and they hug and I sigh a little knowing how this relationship ends and the accidental message it sends. 

Final Thoughts: This episode is DECENT on it’s own but in hindsight.. it’s just depressing, bringing up some good ideas.. that end up going nowhere and the ending REALLY isn’t great in hindsight when he leaves star so she can be with another human-type person. Also tom’s charcterization is a bit lopsided starting off worse than ever and being fine in the end, and while that COULD just be that he felt he coudln’t admit he was a monster... it honestly just feels liked they wanted the moral without having to work for it as him being a monster has nothing to do with how he acted earlier. Till the next rainbow... UUGGGGHHHh. 

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Hope in the Sheets.1

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Beta: @LunarLxve, @jamaiskook​

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Friendship, Comedy, Soft boy, Fluff, SMUT, (Implied sex, Implied impreg, cock warming.) Friends2Lovers,

Summary:  You held many titles: his neighbor, colleague, wing-man… well, more likely a wing-woman, yet most importantly, you were his best friend. You had been friends since you were born. Between the two of you, you were younger; barely, but he never let you forget it. He always seemed to ruffle your hair and tease you, which could get rather annoying but he made up for it by treating you to things. What if a drunken one night stand between you and your best friend Hoseok leads to more complicated situations? Your reckless twenties are cut short as you find yourself suddenly responsible for something a little more.

You had a lot of titles, you were his Neighbor, Colleague, Wing-man… well woman, and you were most importantly, his best friend. You had been friends since you were born. Between the two of you, you were younger, barely, but he didn’t let you forget it. He always seemed to ruffle your hair and tease you, which could get rather annoying but he made up for it by treating you to things. 

How did you get here? One minute, you are keeping Hoseok out of trouble while he chases skirts in high school, at work, at the club and even in your gosh darn apartment building. The next, you are lying in your bed listening to him argue with his current fling. 

Sighing as you hear her leave, you drag yourself from the comfort of the soft single bed. It was a modest addition to the small apartment. Snatching your hoodie from the back of the couch as you made the short trek to the kitchen. 

Reaching into the cupboard above the fridge where you kept a collection of liquors and spirits for all cooking and commercial occasions. Grabbing a bottle of vodka and locating a cold bottle of his favorite mixer Sprite, you scuffed in your slippers to the front door. Phone in your pocket, you pressed open the door using your foot to swing it closed listening for the beeps that signified your apartment was securely locked. 

You thanked the new age apartment complex for its technology, you never had to carry keys you just had to remember the keypad lock. How could you forget it, the code was Hoseok’s birthday. Walking next door, you knocked looking at the door imagining him moving through the apartment. His sigh was audible through the door, heavy with the weight of the thoughts on his mind. It was almost heartbreaking but why were you happy? He was sitting at the kitchen table, confirmed by the gentle scrape of his chair against the tiles. “Y/n, I really don’t wanna talk.”

“I didn’t say we were going to talk Hobi” You leaned your head against the door frame, you used the nickname you had given him when you were younger. It was a special privilege, and no one else was allowed to call him that except you. 

He unlocked the door, making you tilt your head up to look at him. Raising both hands brandishing the two bottles and your plans for the evening. When he didn’t budge you walked in on your own accord, opening the bottle of vodka on the bench. He walked dutifully to collect a mug for both of you. 

Hoseok didn’t have many fancy glasses as the girls he would invite over in their fake tipsy stupor would smash them. Hoseok hated people with a passion when they were drunk and he wasn't, it all seemed so fake. When he was drunk, he wasn’t happy. So why do they pretend to be so happy and bubbly. Why do they think that acting like a crazy person was acceptable because they had one drink. 

You both sat there drinking slowly, he seemed to unwind telling you everything that was wrong with his relationship. His ex-relationship with his -now- ex-girlfriend. Between his extensive rant and his belly full of liquid courage he was feeling a little better. 

You both were strewn across the couch, surrounded by empty chip packets and more bottles of liquor this time from Hoseok’s personal stash and not yours. As you were drifting off beside one another, you took your best friend's hand in yours letting him pull you closer to cuddle against his chest.

The next day you woke late, groaning , “Hobi it’s time for work, we are going to be late.”

He inhaled sharply, eyes flying open when he finally processed your words. You both scrambled around his apartment, with no time to shower you brushed your teeth and sprayed a decent amount of deodorant hoping to cover any stale smell of alcohol. 

You stepped into his closet and in the bottom drawer on your left was your clothes. You each had some of the others clothes, just over time things got left behind and neither of you cared. You removed your baggy shirt and sweatpants, clasping a clean bra behind your back. 

This was your really good bra you had been wondering where you had left it and here it was washed and folded. You stood there in clean undergarments, taking a moment to quell the uneasy feeling in your stomach. Interrupted from your deep breathing, he walked in wearing boxer briefs with his hair brushed down. He grabbed his work uniform and slipped it on as you did the same slipping on your uniform dress with a small smile. This was your favorite, these domestic moments with your best friend left you feeling warm.

“You ready to go?” he smiled, brushing your hair back securing it in a hair elastic adding a  as you put on a little bit of makeup. Hoseok ties up your heeled boots for you as he saw your nauseous expression if you so much as leaned over you would vomit everywhere. 

Hoseok decided to take a taxi because he couldn’t deal with the idea of sitting in a crowded bus, just to turn up late. At least taking a taxi meant you had time to stop for coffee and still arrive ten minutes to spare.

“You’re here, you look like trash” Taeil chewed his gum looking over his clipboard, “Come on, your pair are working in the booth for the first third, then the stage midday and the last third you have ride duty okay?” 

You and Hoseok were performers and attendants for multiple rides and booths within the Seoul Land amusement park. Taeil who was in charge of the ���kids korner’ of the park complete with cartoon mascots, activities for all ages and the highlight the kids fun house. “And Jesus you smell like trash, go to Jaehyun at the smoothie bar and get his hangover remedy,” Taeil was responsible for all the employees making sure they were able to provide safe and reliable service to the visitors in the park.

You nodded and headed off to the cafeteria area within the park. The park doesn’t open for another hour but there's a lot to prepare before people come in. Hoseok frowned looking over the counter for some service as you pressed your forehead to his back and wrapped your arms around his waist to hold yourself upright. “Hey if it isn’t Hobi what can I get for you,” Jaehyun said jokingly.

“Don’t call me that?” He sighed “two hangover cures please”

“Alright coming right up, two hangover cures for the party animals,” he said you lifted your head and he paused “it’s best if you don’t know what's in it take a seat and I will bring it to you” 

You walked Hoseok to the picnic tables and sat down letting him sit on your lap, “I want to curl up and cry” You whined letting your arms fall from around his waist.

“Are you feeling okay?” He laid his head back on your shoulder turning his face so he could gauge your reaction.

“Mm I will be?” It was true as the time passed the bitterness surrounding his ex lessened until the woman and her superficial ways were erased from your memories.

“I am going to get a greasy burger. Do you want one?” Hoseok hummed 

“Like you have to ask, get some chips too” you slapped him on the behind, sending him away. 

The two of you ate and drank feeling better already. “Thanks Jaehyun” you called and he leaned out waving a cloth. 

Hoseoks’ hand wrapped around yours and he led you across the cafeteria where the two of you thanked Johnny and Mark for the burgers and continued back to your work area.

You sighed setting up the booth; it was a green screen where you could edit kids to be in their favorite cartoon pictures. You smiled as they started up the music and you turned to Hoseok. This music haunted you. They played the same soundtrack repeatedly, listening to the same thirty songs on repeat everyday was hell. 

It was when you went on your lunch break that you got some relief taking food from the cafeteria to the staff room. You both usually packed your own lunches but after everything that happened earlier that morning you had to resort to spending more money. 

The staff room was packed. Lucas and Taeil were talking about how they already had to clean vomit six times from their ride and it was only the first third. 

“How many thirds are you on?” WinWin asked as he and Taeyong put on their dance costumes and make up. They were performing in the mid-day park parade. 

“Two” Taeil frowned “morning and afternoon”

After lunch you both got changed into your costumes for the park parade and then performed with the cartoon character Ryan on stage for the kids. You made sure to take a snap and send it to Namjoon, your friend who worked as a bouncer at your favourite club. 

Namjoon was a beefy guy, people called him RM. You weren’t exactly sure why but you knew underneath his tough exterior he had secret dimples hiding away. His pecs —which you lovingly referred to as the Joonpillows or chest monsters— were eye candy to anyone entering the club. 

Namjoon kept telling you about some kid who would come to the club every Friday and he would just stare at Namjoon's chest as he waited in line. Just last week he texted you saying  ‘The kids eyes are practically sparkling’. 

After a quick change, you were back in your regular uniform working on the fun-house ride, buckling people in before reciting the safety instructions and sending them off. You were starting to get tired and once your shift was over you cleaned up and headed to the staff room to grab your things and heading out the front. 

You took the bus back to your street, walking home exhausted. Hoseok hugged you in the elevator and leaned against the wall. “I’m going to shower and take a nap.”

It seemed however your friends from ‘Jin and Tonic’ —your favourite club— had other plans blowing up the group chat. 

[Baby G: Are you coming in tonight we miss you?] [You: Idk, it has been a rough day] [Jin: come on drinks on the house] [DJ Gloss: imma be there tonight come dance for me 😉] [J-Hope: I mean I do feel like dancing 😚] [DJ Gloss: I meant y/n but you can dance for me too, I got no qualms against it 😏] [You: I ship it] [Baby G: So you are coming?] [Namjoon: I will let you in, I know a guy 👀] [Jin: Joon you ARE the guy] [J-Hope: Little Darling are we doing this?] [You: Sure, wear the new outfit I got you.]

Seokjin and Jimin were two of the flirtiest bartenders you had ever met. Both young men had their own charms and on many occasions you were almost swept up by their good looks and sweet words. DJ Gloss was the best in the business and Namjoon was the secretly cute Bouncer. All in all a great bunch and it was always fun to see them and hang out on your nights out on the town. 

You dropped your phone onto the mattress taking a moment to stare at the ceiling, before a grin spread over your features. Throwing yourself out of bed you got to work getting ready. 

Dressed in one of your club outfits, a small neon purple dress with cut outs under the breasts and some heels that you would definitely abandon on your way home. You got to work on hair and make up with something simple yet sexy.

Hoseok knocked on the door; you raced towards the entryway and peaked out the spy-hole watching him send smoldering gazes up at you posing on the other side of the door. He played around swinging his hips and dancing for you, his bright smile never leaving. “Open the door, Little Darling” You opened the door and drank in his appearance with eager eyes. He was looking extremely attractive in the outfit you had bought him, it was definitely his style, fun funky and street wear. 

When he first saw you his lip curled in borderline disgust, “Are you sure about that dress, it is awfully bright?” Hoseok stepped into your apartment, eyeing the dress in question. The disdained expression easing as if he was growing to appreciate it the more he looked at it.

“A girl has to grab attention on the floor and under the black lights, she's gonna be lit” a sly grin painting your painted lips as you danced around rolling your hips as if you were trying to demonstrate how you would look on the dance floor. 

He nodded realizing you were right and that must have been why you had bought him a neon green shirt. You looked like you were part of a really amazing hip hop music video and he was all for it.

“Are you ready?” He said looking at your heels while he spoke.  

“Yeah I am just going to grab my phone from the charger” he followed you into your room opening your drawer and grabbing something placing whatever it was in his bag.

“I’m just grabbing some socks” he said

“Oh yeah you left them here last time. I washed them and put them away.” You said the two of you heading out for what you expect to be a very stress relieving evening.

Wasting no more time, you walked out the front of your apartment and across the road to the pizza joint. The familiar delivery driver sitting on a stool in the corner blowing bubbles with his gum while flicking through his magazine. “Hey Yuta, can you give us a lift to the club.”

“Again you ever going to get a car yourselves, how old are you two?” He sighed, placing the magazine down and checking the computer screen. “I got a delivery in about two minutes”

“Uh… Well Hoseok is what ten this year right?” You playfully turned to your best friend.

“Definitely, that makes you nine, little darling” Hoseok replied 

“Yeah, Yeah, I get it. I got a delivery right now, jump on?” He carried the pizza boxes; You and Hoseok followed, stepping out the side door to see a delivery Vespa and blanched.

“What happened to the car?” You whined 

“It’s in the shop, you want a lift or what?” 

Squeezed between Yuta and Hoseok, you felt warm. Yuta was quite a thin guy, he was built to be very agile. Hoseok however was broader with muscles hidden away in his lean form. It felt safe and warm in Hoseok’s arms, he was always the one to protect you. You really enjoyed being in close proximity with him. Even his subtle scent was enough to make you smile, it had been so long since you had experienced it like this uncontaminated by his ex.

Riding along, you arrived at a house party in less than thirty minutes. You walked up to the doorstep with a grin, holding the five pizzas and the door opened. Recognizing the kid who works at the convenience store, two doors down from the pizza place “Heyyo Kai baby, you order some pizzas?”

“Uh yeah,” he seemed flustered before continuing, “Soobin where’s my wallet?”

“Take your time, sweetheart,” you grinned. They were so young you almost felt bad being the one to deliver the food, but Yuta wanted to get a big tip with your assets.

He gave you some money and blushed “You can keep the change.”

“Thank you so much” You flashed him a brilliant smile stuffing the notes into your bra before turning and running off in your heels. Throwing your leg over the bike, Hoseok climbing back on behind you. 

The wind in your hair was pleasant despite Yuta’s small ponytail tickling your cheeks. It made you giggle when Hoseok brushed your hair to the side, he must be dealing with the same problem. Yuta dropped you off at the club, stepping into the curb as you pulled the money from your bra.

“Here you go” You handed Yuta the collection of bills into his hand, Yuta counted them quickly and handed you a ten dollar note. 

“Thanks y/n, they always tip double when they see your pretty face” 

“Alright, you kids have fun, but not too much fun you hear?” Yuta grinned pointing at the two of you. Hoseok laughed at the two shaking hands.

“Yeah, we hear you Yuta” You laughed fluffing up your chest under your dress.

“I will keep her safe, you know me” Hoseok squared his shoulders and couldn’t hide the cheeky glint from his eyes.

The line into the club was backed up around the corner and you grinned walking forward. “Hey, Monster, looking particularly buff this evening” You grinned, squeezing Namjoon’s bicep and he snuck you and Hoseok in ahead of the line.

“Why do they get to go in first?” Two boys in line shouted, they looked at you and blushed.

“We’re the dancers” you called happily down the line “What’s your name, I’ll see you inside?”

“Jungkook” The deeper voiced one grinned gesturing to his friend, “and my name is Taehyung.”

“Well, boy’s, you can find me on the dance floor, you won’t miss me.” You wiggled your fingers in a cheeky wave, Hoseok grabbing your free wrist and pulling you inside. 

The two of you stepped inside nodding to the two bartenders. Hoseok handed over his back pack over the counter to Seokjin, the two exchanging words quietly before the bag was placed out of sight. “Baby G, my love, can you get my friend here a drink? It seems tonight he’s on the Hunt.”

“Again!” the bartender said, shocked, before  mixing two drinks and sliding them your way. “On the house. Happy Hunting.”

“Hey Mister World Wide, I better get a dance from each of you at some point tonight” You gave Seokjin a pointed look, the two laughed nodding promising you a dance. You didn’t realize it, but as you danced, Hoseok seemed reluctant to leave your side. He spent the night circling you and warding off any unwelcome dancers, reluctantly letting you have a moment with the bartenders when it got quiet.

You don’t know how it happened but Gloss played an original song that turned everyone feral and you were dancing with Hoseok.

Not the choreographed routines you both played around with no this was animalistic, grinding his chest to your back and his hands on your hips, he couldn’t deny it when his hip hop baggy jeans grew tight. You noticed but didn’t question it. Boys were unlucky that the slightest things could set them off, so you didn’t even think it had anything to do with you. 

You had some more drinks and Hoseok was quiet, his face pressed against the back of your head and neck, breathing in your sweet smell and groaning to himself. He was losing to his senses and the only thing that kept him dancing was the feeling of you against him.

You smiled knowing he must be really upset with what had happened with his latest girl and you let him cuddle you and dance, hoping he wasn’t falling into his usual abyss of drunkenness where he just existed and nothing more.

It seemed you had a few too many drinks because you needed to go to the bathroom. “Hobi, I need to pee” You whined; Hoseok nodded and took your hand, walking you to the bathroom. He was always a gentleman and never let you walk to the toilets alone. It was too loud in the club to hear anything that might happen in the dark hall and you had one bad encounter there before. So it became a sort of tradition that he walked you every time. When he was unavailable, he made sure to have one of the boys at the bar escort you in his stead.

“Hobi, I’ll be back okay, do you need to go as well?” 

“I’m okay,” he smiled and you nodded, heading inside and picking a toilet that looked the most presentable before hurrying back out to wash your hands.

When you opened the door, you saw his face buried against the neck of another girl kissing and touching her and she moaned. The door to the bathroom closed with a click making Hoseok’s eyes lift to meet yours over her shoulder. You don’t know why but there was a tightness in your chest, you wondered if he had seen the distaste on your face. 

Whatever the reason he gently pushed the young woman away and apologized to her and she made it clear that he could find her at any point during the evening. You suddenly wanted to go home, was it nausea from the alcohol in your system or a stitch from the dancing.

“Ah you’re back, is everything okay?” His hands slid around your waist watching the young woman retreat. His eyes turning to meet yours once more, arms pulling you forward until you were pressed against him. He wrapped his arms around you and breathed in gently. You frowned at the lingering scent of that woman on his body and you didn’t want to admit it made you upset. It always did, but you never admitted it. It was just so hard to watch your best friend turn his attention on to someone else, because there was always that fear that he would leave you behind.

“Yeah, everything is okay, Hobi” Your hands carding through his hair trying to gauge his condition. He groaned against your neck and nipped at your jaw. He used his hands to roll your hips against him. 

“You’re my best friend and I love you” he mumbled before he realized and stilled them once more. Sure, you had been close like this a few times in your drunken stupor but nothing ever happened because of it. “You are my beautiful, sexy, best friend who needs to get laid.”

“Yeah I really do,” You knew people say things when they are drunk, often people mistake their feelings of attraction with feelings of love. “work has been tough”

“We should quit” he grinned

“Slow down stallion we can’t just quit, you're drunk” you flicked his forehead and moved along. You knew not to trust Hoseok’s rambling.

“Hobi, I want to go home,” You said, not feeling like seeing him find another girl to turn his attention on, you wanted him to be single for a while so he had more time for you. Was that selfish? Probably, but you missed your best friend dearly. 

As the two of you were leaving, you walked past the bar ready to head home. In the midst of bidding the two bartenders and a good night, kissing their cheeks. You spotted the DJ sitting off to the side taking a break. You walked over trying to have a quick conversation, sometimes it was hard to catch up with the DJ when he was busy on stage. 

“I really like your work tonight Gloss, you always play bangers” You smiled as his ears turned pink, he preferred to hide behind his music station. Finding it difficult to talk with others, especially girls. You smiled giving one final goodnight wave and went to leave.

“Oh y/n! this is Jhope’s bag” Seokjin Shouted grabbing your attention before you had the chance to exit the club. Turning to see the older bartender holding up Hoseok’s bag above his head. You had forgotten that he had placed it behind the bar at the beginning of the night. With a grateful look you headed back over. 

Hoseok surprised you by grasping you around the waist and lifting you onto the bar, he opened the bag pulling out socks and your sneakers. He unbuckled each of your heels and exchanged them for a pair of comfortable sneakers that you kept at his apartment for nights like these. Tying the sneaker slowly, he then pulled out a coat from his bag, and slipped it around your shoulders. He placed your heels in his bag and threw it over his shoulder.

“We will be going” He said softly, lifting you off the bar and sliding you down his body. You scrambled to fix your dress which had ridden up, and tried not to blush as you could still feel his semi-hard length. 

“One more for the road?” Jimin smiled handing out shots, and you took yours and Hoseoks, preventing him from drinking any further. “She is a knight in shining Armour.”

The two of you walked home, holding hands and you felt yourself recharging. You also felt the strong burn in your tummy from what you suspected was tequila. It seemed to spread warmth through your stomach and you couldn’t feel the cold. As the walk dragged on, your head grew cloudier and cloudier, Hoseok looked half asleep and you were unsure if either of you would make it home.

The sun was way too bright. You felt like you wanted to remove your eyeballs with a rusty spoon than to look at any speck of light. You felt arms tighten around your waist, the warmth of skin against your bare chest was a wholesome feeling. Your eyes flew open, and you regretted it, groaning and closing your eyes from the sun. You tried to turn and bury your head in the pillows when you felt some resistance between your legs, something heavy inside of you. 

You felt kind of sticky and warm, biting your lips to keep from moaning as the sinful heat in your lower stomach bloomed making you feel wet. You gently placed your hand on Hoseok’s thigh behind you and slowly tried to lift yourself from his rapidly hardening member. 

You were best friends but you hadn’t seen each other's genitals with the exception of an accident when you were in university. You remember walking in on him and a girl from your Introduction to Writing class. The image of her mouth around him and you had caught a glimpse of how thick he was. 

It had been embarrassing then but it seemed even more so now. Well maybe not embarrassing you trusted him, it was just weird. Although you were both open about everything and anything, you still had a line. A subconscious unspoken rule that you both just seemed to know. This, this is definitely across the line, this is the entire length of a football field across the line. It was just weird.

But now you were the one wrapped around him and his deliciously thick cock, you were so close to escaping when the head of his penis brushed against your G-spot. You took a few sharp breaths and the arms around your waist seemed to hate the cold empty space and pulled you back against his chest. With the precision of a heat-seeking missile, he pressed back inside you simultaneously and the two of you groaned. You laid your head back down exhausted. It was too early to be awake but you couldn’t sleep whilst he was nestled inside of you.

“Hobi,” you called gently and his hips bucked against you and he mumbled in your ear. You almost swore and figured you just had to do what you had to do. Gripping his thigh, you removed yourself quickly from around him and left the bed to his shower. As you walked, you felt the remnants of the night before trickling down your thigh.

After your shower, you stole some of his clothes from the back of his cupboard and left. You laid in your bed, mind racing, but you couldn’t bear to think of it anymore. The ache in your lower limbs and the ease of the muscles in your body are a testament to being dicked down good and hard. 

It was just weird that it was your best friend.

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