#sorry for the novel in the tags it’s just like. man. some of you guys are just straight up mean and i’ll never forgive you

[c0rpseductor]

kind of sick of other lgbt people acting like Go Out Clubbing Or You’re Basically Straight is at all a mindset that’s not deranged. Sorry would love to meet your arbitrary standards for being gay enough but i can barely walk 👍 don’t think ill be dragging my cane to the club but you guys have fun

[wongyuseokie]

The One in Red | k.m.g

Summary: You had a plan for New Year, go out and find some hot guy, you found a hot guy, but he won't stop with his crappy puns and pick-up lines, but when he looks that good, you can ignore it. 

☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff |  ♕ smut |  ♥ completed works 

Word Count: 1530 words

Pairings: Kim Mingyu x Female Reader 

Genre/Trope(s)/AUs: PWP, Strangers to Lovers(?) 

Content Warnings: Alcohol consumption, bad puns, and terrible pickup lines. Mingyu is wearing THAT red suit. So that’s a warning. Kissing.

Smut Warnings: Public sex, sorta? They fuck in a closet. Unprotected sex (don’t do this in real life, this is fiction). Slightly rough sex, against a wall. Big Dick! Mingyu. 

Authors Note 1: Thank you to @here4btsfics for beta'ing this fic for me. I love you so dearly 💕 also thank you to @the-boy-meets-evil @love-strike and @seungkwansphd for reading this and then yelling at me. hehehehe I love the dynamic, but really thank you all so so much for all the support as always 🥺🥰 Authors Note 2: tagging @baljinciaga because she asked 🥰 Banner Credits: @classicscreations Cross Posted to AO3 © wongyuseokie 2022. All rights reserved.

“This is so dumb,” you muttered aloud.

“Excuse me?” You turned around to see a handsome man, a man you only thought existed in celluloid and the pages of romance–erotic–novels. 

“Eavesdrop much?” You shot back, making him grin. 

“You spoke out loud to yourself, plus you said dumb,” he answered. 

“I’m guessing you turned because it’s something you get called a lot?” You fired off, and he held his hands up in defence.  

“Oh, ouch.” 

“Fuck, I’m sorry, I just, ugh. I hate the forced merriment of New Year,” you admitted, and the stranger nodded. 

“Well, what if I got you a drink to help drown the sorrows?” The man asked, and you shrugged. 

“Or better, you got me one for calling me dumb?” He offered, and you pouted and nodded as he sat at the bar next to you. 

“So, what's your name?” He asked. 

“Y/N.” 

“Pretty name for a pretty lady,” he responded, and you simply rolled your eyes. 

“What about you?” 

“Kim. Kim Mingyu,” he said, offering his hand to you, and you took it, shaking it lightly. 

“You think you’re James Bond or something with that introduction?” You joked, and he shrugged. 

“Possibly.” 

“Well, like him, you have plenty of admirers,” you said, gesturing to a group of women and men who were ogling at him. 

“To be fair, I don’t blame them,” you mumbled, the alcohol loosening your lips. 

“Oh? I look good?” Mingyu asked. 

“Oh, you know you’re hot, with this stupid red suit, and your stupid tits on display, and being tall and handsome,” you complained, making him grin. 

“I heard stupid a lot,” Mingyu added. 

“You’re incredibly hot, and I’m sure it makes anyone feel stupid,” you elaborated, making him nod as he took a sip of his drink. 

“Well, you never told me why you’re here,” Mingyu said. 

“Ugh, my friend dragged me here, but she found her catch of the night and ditched me,” you answered, and Mingyu frowned. 

“That’s kind of shitty,” Mingyu noted, and you shrugged. 

“To be fair, that was our ambitious plan, to look hot and get laid,” you admitted taking another sip of your drink. 

“Well, the night is still young,” Mingyu observed. 

“What about you? You’re hot, and I’m sure you have no problem getting someone, so why are you here?” You asked. 

“Well. Honestly? I came here for a business thing, but then I saw you in this lovely dress, and I thought, ‘aww, we match,’ and I wanted to talk to you,” Mingyu replied, and you stared at him. 

“You wanted to talk to me because I wore a dress the same colour as your suit?” 

“Yep.” 

“What if I wore a different colour?” You challenged. 

“I’d still approach you. You’re beautiful,” Mingyu responded. 

“What?” Mingyu asked when you smiled at him. 

“You’re doing better than the other guy who hit on me,” you noted. 

“Oh?” 

“Yeah, he was giving me terrible pickup lines,” you explained. 

“Oh, but some can be decent,” Mingyu defended. 

“Try me.”

“Tell me, are you tired? Because you’ve been running through my mind all night.” Mingyu said, making you groan. 

“Nope!” 

“Do you have a map? ‘Cause I got lost in your eyes.” 

“Hell, no. Mingyu, these are terrible,” you said, laughing as you swatted his arm, noting how buff he was and imagining what it’d feel like to hold those arms as he pounded into you. 

“Well, I’m usually a lot more direct. I don’t like to waste time.” 

“Oh? Do tell.” 

Mingyu finished his drink and inched closer to you, his lips ghosting your ears, his hand finding yours as he traced it. 

“Kitten, you told me about what your plan was for tonight. Want to make it come true?” Mingyu asked, and you bit your lip to bite back a moan. 

“Oh!” 

“Unless you prefer crappy pickup lines, in that case, hey girl, is that a phone in your back pocket? Because that ass is calling me,” Mingyu said, and you let out a deep sigh, grabbed your drink and finished it. 

“Fine.”

“Fine, what?” Mingyu asked. 

“You can help make my New Years' plan come true, and it’s only because you look sinfully good and not because any of your pickup lines worked,” you responded with a pout. 

“Come on. We’re finding a room in this fancy bar,” Mingyu said, taking your hand and guiding you along with him. He moved smoothly, manoeuvring you out of the crowds and into the nearest storage room. 

Mingyu locked the door behind you before turning to face you. Your back was pressed against a wall, and you were staring– well, undressing him with your eyes. 

“Like what you see?” Mingyu asked, smirking. 

“Shut up, you know you’re hot,” you muttered, making him laugh as he approached you. 

“As are you, kitten. Do you know all I could see was red when you walked into this place tonight?” Mingyu teased. 

“One more lame joke from you, and I’m leaving you with blue balls!” You threatened, making Mingyu grin. 

“So you’ve been thinking about my balls?” Mingyu joked, making you sputter. 

“Come here, kitten, let me taste how sweet that smart mouth is,” Mingyu said as his hands found your waist and pulled you in for a kiss. His soft lips met with yours and pulled you into a searing kiss. His lips moved against yours, and his grip around your waist tightened as his tongue swiped against your bottom lip, making you moan, allowing him to slip his tongue into your mouth.

You moaned further into the kiss, and Mingyu’s hands slid down to your hips, and he pulled away from your lips. 

“Can I?” Mingyu asked, and you nodded impatiently, making him grin. 

“Fuck, you didn’t wear panties?” Mingyu asked as he hiked up your red dress to your waist. 

“I can’t be having panty lines now, can I?” You teased. 

“Yeah, clearly,” Mingyu mumbled as he moved to kneel. 

“What are you doing?” You asked, making Mingyu stand up straight and stare at you. 

“I need to prep you.” 

“Don’t be cocky. I’ll be fine,” you argued, making him smirk. 

“Very apt choice of words, kitten,” Mingyu responded with a grin. 

“Can you just fuck me?” You whined, and Mingyu grinned as he quickly moved to push his trousers down, pulling his hard length out, hissing when the cool air hit his erect member. 

“Gladly, kitten,” Mingyu responded as his arms found your waist. He easily lifted you into his arms, pressed you into the wall, and guided his thick length into you. 

“Fuck,” you gasped. You whimpered in both pain and pleasure; he was so big. 

“Could have used prep, right?”

“Shut up and fuck me.”

“With pleasure.”

“Pun intended?” You asked, and Mingyu only grinned in response. 

“Of course, kitten,” Mingyu answered before thrusting into you. 

Mingyu’s movements were rough and quick, but his thrusts were precise, and you were falling apart on his cock, embarrassingly quickly. 

“You sound so fucking wet. Can you hear yourself?” Mingyu asked, his lips ghosting your ear, his hot breath fanning your neck. You could only whimper in response. 

“Imagine if you squirted on my cock. God, I’ll walk back in there with your cum all over my trousers,” Mingyu continued to spew absolute filth as he fucked you, making you moan at the possibility. 

“Inside,” you moaned, and Mingyu swore he could have cum right then and there. 

“Fuck, okay,” Mingyu breathed out as he took a second to collect himself and then continued to pound into your cunt. 

“So good,” you moaned as you held onto his neck, possibly scratching him, as he thrust into you. One particularly hard thrust sent you ever the edge, making you cum, whimpering, and clenching around him. Mingyu came a few seconds after you and held you in his arms.

The two of you just stayed that way for a few seconds, and you were about to speak when you heard muffled cheering from outside. You looked at Mingyu, confused, who simply smiled at you. 

“Happy New Year,” Mingyu said as he pressed a soft kiss against your lips, making you smile into the kiss.

“Well, I guess I started the year with a bang?” You joked, making Mingyu laugh.

“Who’s making the shitty jokes now?” Mingyu asked. 

“It’s the sex. Your crappy humour is contagious,” you defended, and Mingyu only smiled. 

“Uh, do you want to put me down?” You asked. 

“Oh fuck, sorry!” 

Mingyu gently placed you down on the floor, helping to pull your dress down as he pulled his trousers up. 

“Pity, I didn’t soak your trousers,” you mumbled as you patted out the creases in your dress. 

“I mean, there’s always a next time?” Mingyu said, his voice low and hopeful. You placed a hand on his toned bicep, making him turn to face you. 

“Next time?”

“Well, how about you spend the first day of the new year with me?” Mingyu asked. 

“Oh?” You teased. “What’s in it for me?” 

“More orgasms, shitty jokes, and you’ll not want to spend it with anyone else,” Mingyu responded. 

“Lead the way.”

[nc-vb]

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚, 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐰𝐚, & 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐮𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐬

a long time coming that I've meant to compile a list, but it just kept growing and growing and growing...

the webtoon list includes my very personal & important in-my-heart recommendations. aaaaand the rest are mostly smutty, kinky, and even a little dark.......... do not perceive, just enjoy. and support the official author's work and translations if you can!!

if there are any in this list you'd like a heads up about before reading, feel free to drop me an ask and I'll give you my honest opinion/review.

if you're having trouble locating anything, shoot me an ask (because i have most, if not all, of the links saved).

and feel free to gush to me if you liked any of them!! i'm always happy to talk about mmm's.

[updated july 3rd, 2023] - newly added titles are in green.

𝐵𝐿 = boy's love genre 𝐆𝐋 = girl's love genre 𝟏+ = includes harems & poly relationships ❤ = absolute masterpieces, highly recommended! ! = proceed with extreme caution/heed all warnings

please heed all warnings and tags found within each of these recommendations, as well as my own warnings from the symbol legend above and found throughout this post.

some of these are sfw and some aren't. some of these aren't for the faint of heart and will be marked to be read at your own risk. additionally, not all are translated into English. 𝐵𝐿/𝐆𝐋 are separate from the general list.

𝐖𝐄𝐁𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐍

A Messy Fairy Tale 𝟏+

A Summer Night's Dream

Age Matters ❤

Back to You

Bailin and Li Yun BL❤

Bitten Contract

Boyfriend of the Dead

Castle Swimmer BL

City of Blank

Dating With a Tail

Daytime Star

Devil Number 4 ❤

Devilish Romance

Down to Earth

Dreaming Freedom

Ghost Wife

Ghostly Buddie

Half-Ghost

Harem of LuuAnh

Hello Baby ❤

I'm the Grim Reaper

I Love Yoo ❤

It's Mine

Jeff's Disorders

Kind of Confidential

Little Rain

Lore Olympus ❤

Love Advice from the Great Duke of Hell ❤

Mage & Demon Queen GL

Marry Me!

Maybe Meant to Be

Meow Man

Midnight Poppy Land

Midnight Rain

Mom, I'm Sorry

Morgana and Oz

Muse on Fame

My Beloved Emperor

My Dear Cold-Blooded King

My Four Husbands 𝟏+

My In-Laws are Obsessed with Me ❤

My Lovely Bodyguard

Nice to Meet You

Not Even Bones

Operation: True Love ❤

Pastel-colored Pages

Phase

Scorching Romance

See You in My 19th Life ❤

Selina ~ Moon Bride ~

Siren's Lament ❤

Soleil

Space Boy

Strange and Wild

SubZero

Swimming Lessons for a Mermaid ❤

Take Off BL

The Devil is a Handsome Man

The First Night With the Duke ❤

The Guy Upstairs

The Newlywed Diary of a Witch and a Dragon ❤

The RUNWAY

There Must Be Happy Endings

To the Stars and Back BL

Trapped ❤

Unlovable Replacement

When Jasy Whistles ❤❤

Winter Woods

Your Smile is a Trap ❤

𝐒𝐅𝐖

Abe-kun's Got Me Now! (Abe-kun ni Nerawaretemasu)

A Master, Who Woke Up As a Concubine ❤

And Yet, You Are So Sweet (Na no ni, Chigira-kun amasugiru)

Beloved in-Laws (poor transl.)

Bon Appétit ❤

Don't Blush, Sekime

Forget My Husband, I'll Go Make Money (Aug 2023)

Golden Forest !

I, My, Me, Mine ❤ (アイマイミーマイン)

I Became the Male Lead's Adopted Daughter

I Can't Keep Up With My Stallion Duke ❤❤

I Will Change the Genre

I Will Rewrite the Dead End Novel

In the Clear Moonlit Dusk ❤ (Uruwashi no Yoi no Tsuki)

It's My Destiny to Be the Hero's Saviour !

Kubo Won't Let Me Be Invisible

Love's in Sight!

Loving Yamada at Lv 999 ❤❤❤

Male Lead, I'll Respect Your Taste !

Ookami no Musume ❤❤

Pink and Habanero ❤ (Pink to Habanero)

Protected by My Dragon Knight (Seijo wa Ryuukishi-sama ni Mamorarete)

Scary Faced High Schooler and Miss Plain Jane

Second Life of a Trash Princess

Sinking too deep in your rabbit hole, now I'm drowning in your love

Stella Next to Me ❤ (Tonari no Stella)

The Cunning Princess and the Shark ❤

The Fragrant Flower Blooms With Dignity ❤ (Kaoru Hana wa Rin to Saku)

The Muscle Girl Next Door

The Obsessive Second Male Lead Has Gone Wild

The Reasons We Fall in Love ❤ (Watashi-tachi ga koisuru riyuu)

The Tyrant's Comfort Doll !

To the Dear F-Phantom of the Opera (Shinai naru F e: Opera-za no Kaijin)

Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun ❤ (Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun)

Vampire Lord's Greatest Wife ❤

Welcome to the Yandere Cafe (rating subject to change)

Yojouhan no Ibara Hime

𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐅𝐖

あざと可愛い✕くんの執着サド交尾は本物です x!!!

無能力巫女は狛犬の淫紋快楽漬け x❤!

2LDK IKEMEN Tsuki Bukken Arimasu !!

A Dream Between the Sheets ❤❤

A Gentle Sea Monster and a Lonely Girl !

A Predator in a Skirt !

A Sip of Poison !

Boy's Abyss (subject to change, new read) !!

Childhood Friend's Secret Massage !

Consort to the Fox Spirit Lord

Dark Fall !

Depths of Malice !

Devoured by a Bookworm Girl !

Fire in His Fingertips ❤

Former Delinquent Farmer's Sex Appeal is Dangerous!

From Him to Who? ~Sex With My Body-Snatched Husband ❤

Gokudou to Omega - Mukidashi no Katsuai

Hana's Demons of Lust !

Hare-kon 𝟏+

Heat 200 Meters Away (200 M Saki no Netsu)

Honey, I'm Going On a Strike!

How to Make a Frigid Girl Cum

I'm in Love With Mr. Hanabusa

Lady K and the Sick Man ❤❤

Last Order wa Ojou-san de Dekiai Jouren Kyaku ni Kyuuai saretemasu

Junai - Pure Wet Love

Kuma to Tora ~Taikakusa Osananajimi no Hajimete kara, Kemono ni Naru 2-kakan made~ x

Madoka Exorcist ❤!

Mede Little Roy !

Mr. Tada is a Top Performer

Muttsuri Akazukin-kun kara wa nige rarenai

My Cold Co-worker Obsessively Loves Me

Pet Baby Doll

Pygmalion's Savior is a Big But Immature Love Monster !❤

Red Hot Proposal: Surrounded by His Tanned Body

Sadistic Beauty !!!!

Sakaki the Lazybones Shows His Talents at Night ❤❤

Sapphire Dew ~ Infatuated Gentlemanly Boyfriend Seizes the Initiative !

Seishun no Hekireki

Seriously can't pass this up. - Kohai's passionate sex won't stop until morning

Sinful Nun Pays Penitence to the Serpent ❤❤

Spring Amidst My Wintertide ❤

Superstitious Nine ❤

Sweet Lies Layered Like a Mille Feuille ❤

Tadano Renai Nanka de Kikkonai ❤❤

The Golden Forest !

The Goldfish’s Corpse Lies at the Bottom of the Swamp !!!!!!!!

The Greengrocer is a Carnivore in Bed!?

The Man Who Saved Me in My Isekai Trip Was a Killer!!!!!!!

The Neighbor in Room 203 Disappeared Leaving a Key Behind !!!!!!!

The Reincarnated Saint Falls for the Demon Lord

The Tainted Half !

The Virgin Witch

The Weird Senior in the Seat Next to Me ❤❤❤! (Tonari Senpai)

Toshishita Osananajimi ga Watashi o Shibatte Hanasa nai! x

Totem's Realm

Touching is Better Than Looking

Under the Oak Tree

Until the Obedient Bodyguard Exposes the Body and the Lie of the Fake Lady ❤

"Wanna Cum?" The Pure Taiga Advances Slow and Sweet ❤❤

Welcome to the Muscle Salon ❤❤❤

When Beauty Meets Beasts

When You Are Reincarnated As The villain NPC's Girl And Be Loved By The Strongest Prince Who Is Not A Capture Target !!

Wild Eyes

Will You Pledge Your Love to an Incubus?

Wish Upon a Husband

Yaba Ai Instructor !

You're Too Cute for Me to Be Gentle

𝐁𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒

4 Week Lovers BL

A Handless Day BL!

A Hot Wet Job for Three -Adult Toy Tester- BL, 𝟏+

A Kiss for You, My Shinobi BL

A Tree Without Roots BL❤!

Angel Buddy BL❤❤

Bidou Wakadanna Koi Shitau Wa Koushoku Otoko BL❤

Bitten by Moonlight BL

Black Mirror BL!!!

Blind Play BL!!

Can't Think Straight BL

Cherry Blossoms After Winter BL

Confession Night BL

Dangerous Convenience Store BL

Dawn of the Dragon BL

Dear Door BL

DEATH or LOVE BL

Delinquent Omega Belongs to the Beast King BL

Demon of Lustful Hell BL

Desharow Merman BL❤

Die If You Aren't a Virgin BL

Eat Me Up, My Husband BL!

Ennead

Eunsoo's Good Day BL

Eye Contact BL

Fake Fact Lips BL

Frenemies: Thicker Than Blood BL❤

Friends, Engaged

Fucking in the Dorms BL!

Ghost Gate BL!!!!!

Healing Paradox BL❤

He's a Better Top Than Me?! BL

Home Far Away BL❤!!!

Horeta Otoko wa Shin'yuu de BL!

Housekeeper's Love Affair BL

How to convince your best friend to sleep with you BL

Hyperventilation BL❤❤❤

I Didn't Ask You to Eat Me!

I Love You, Nothing Else Matters BL❤

In an Empty Classroom BL

Indigo BL

I Ship My Rival x Me BL

It's Just a Dream... Right? BL❤❤❤

Jinx BL!

Kabukicho Bad Trip BL

Kiss de Egaku Ittousei BL❤

Kiss Me, Liar BL!

Lala no Kekkon BL!

Liveta BL

Love in Kitsch BL

Love is an Illusion BL!

Love Jinx BL❤

Low Tide in Twilight BL!!

Mad Dog BL❤❤

Miscreants and Mayhem BL

Missing Love BL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (<I cannot express this enough.)

My Delicious Dream Boy BL❤

My Demon Crybaby, Maria BL

My Partner Suddenly Got Younger - An Omega Caretaker Plays Alpha BL!

Natsu no Teppen ni Saku BL

Old-Fashioned Cupcake BL❤❤ (has a j-drama)

Pain, Sweet Pain BL

Passion BL

Payback BL❤❤❤

Pearl Boy BL❤!!!!!!

Pink Heart Jam BL❤❤

Please, Candy! BL!

Roses and Champagne BL!

Sadistic Beauty: Side Story BL!!!!!!

Secret Inside My Head BL❤❤❤

Semantic Error BL (has a j-drama)

Sensei wa Nekketsu ga Areba Juubunda! BL!

Sick BL

Sign BL❤❤❤

Sketch BL❤

Speak of the Devil BL

Steel Under Silk BL❤

Surge Looking for You BL❤

Sweet Trap BL

Tabetemo Oishiku Arimasen BL

Tentacle Recipe BL(?)❤

The Blessed Life of a Retired Nian Monster BL

The Crybaby's at the Mean Devil's Mercy BL❤

The Foxy Mouse's Romance BL

The Origin of Species BL!

The Pizza Delivery Man and the Gold Palace BL

The Pure-Hearted Puppy and the Erotic Tattoo BL❤

The Silent Concubine BL!

The Unquenchable Mr. Kim BL❤

The Words in Your Snare BL❤❤❤

To Take An Enemy's Heart BL!

Tomodachi Engagement BL

Trick Turned Into a Threesome With the Tachibana Brother BL

Under the Greenlight BL

Unexpectedly Naughty Fukami BL❤

Unromantic Romance BL❤

Young Lover BL!!

Your Wish is My Command BL❤

Yours to Claim BL

Zenryaku, Onii-chan wa Seijo ni Narimashita BL!

more recommendations will likely be added as time goes on! feel free to copy these recs for your own checklist of 'to reads'.

hope you enjoy them like i did! :)

[bwabys-scenarios]

Reunited

Part 27

part 26

part 28

Warnings: mention of a groper on the loose, reader gets attacked, animal death, mentions of feitan being horny for reader and and masturabtion, feitan rummages through readers underwear drawer(PERVV)

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(Name) woke up to the sound of several men talking in the living room. She pulled on a pair of shorts and a tshirt, having thrown off all her clothes before jumping into bed.

As she exited the room, she noticed a new person sat on her living room sofa, sipping from her favorite hello kitty coffee mug.

“Oh. Another one.”

The three men glanced up as (Name) entered the room, leaning her hip against the wall. Uvogin jumped up, rushing over and pulling the girl into a bone crushing hug.

(Name) coughed, patting his back. “Alright big guy, let me down before you actually crack my spine.”

The man let out a barking laugh, setting the girl down. “What ya making for breakfast, sweetheart?”

(Name) ignored him, peeking past the hulking figure to the man sitting on her sofa. “Hello there, I’m (Name).”

She moved past Uvogin and offered her hand, smiling politely. The man took her hand, giving her a similar smile back. “I’m Nobunaga. Sorry, we’ll be out of your hair soon.”

(Name) waved her hands dismissively. “Oh, you’re no trouble at all. I’ll go make breakfast, you boys just relax. I’m sure the journey has been tiring.”

Nobunaga watched her leave, the girl rustling around in the fridge while humming, the sway of her hips almost hypnotizing.

“Feitan… you’re a lucky guy.”

The short man huffed. “Shut up.”

——————

After eating a meal of biscuits, gravy, and fruit, the two left.

Nobunaga left Feitan a new coat, saying he’d have to pay Machi back for it later. (Name) clapped when he left the bathroom in his new coat, her face lightly flushed.

“Wow, you look nice Feitan! Handsome even!”

Feitan was glad his coat covered his face, because he could feel the heat rushing to his cheeks.

“… thanks.”

Over the next week, Feitan’s had gained control over his hands, able to lift his arms for a few seconds before dropping them in exhaustion.

He’d started exercising daily, going out for runs before breakfast. It was nice to return to (Name) smiling at him, placing a plate on the table for him. Something about having someone to come home to made him feel soft.

“Feitan!”

The man looked up from his manga to see (Name), wearing a knee length lilac summer dress and a strawhat.

“Wanna come to town with me?”

He set the novel down, standing. “Sure. Reason you ask?”

(Name) sighed. “There’s rumors that there’s a man going around groping lone women in the streets. I’d feel safer with you.”

He sneered at the information, but his heart thumped painfully against his chest at the fact he made her feel safe. If she knew who he really was, would she be more scared of the groper, or him?

(Name) and Feitan walked to town, him holding her hand. He excused it by saying it was to help her keep up with him, but he couldn’t meet her eyes.

“Too slow. Just hold on.”

He pulled her along, stopping every once in a while to give her a break, even if she didn’t need one.

Once they reached town, Feitan pulled her to his side, keeping his hand in hers. He used his nen to see if there was anyone in the area with malicious intent, and when he didn’t sense anything, he continued walking through town.

“Feitan, we should get you some of your own soap. I don’t wanna make you use a girls soap f-“

“I use yours.”

(Name) tilted her head. “Are you sure it’s okay? Didn’t Uvogin make fun of you?”

“Don’t care what he thinks.”

For some reason, he wanted to keep using her soap for as long as possible. It smelled good, like her.

(Name) hummed. “Alright. Let’s see if they have anything on sale in the grocery store!”

The two pursued the shelves of the grocery store, Feitan tossing in a few items he personally enjoyed. He’d never tell her his preferences, since he wasn’t a picky eater, so she was glad she brought him.

(Name) suddenly stopped, glancing at Feitan before turning to him shyly. “Um… I need to look down the next aisle. Could you stay here for a moment?”

Feitan raised an eyebrow. “What about groper?”

(Name) pursed her lips. “I’ll scream if something happens.”

The girl left her buggy with Feitan, the man waiting until she was far enough away to follow behind her.

She went down the small women’s clothing aisle, humming to herself. “Wonder if they still have them…”

Feitan watched as she paused in front of the women’s underwear, looking the shelf up and down. He was a little embarrassed to be looking at such a thing, but his curiosity wouldn’t let him leave.

She picked up a pack of multiple panties, them being pink and white themed, with a pair in the front having a strawberry pattern. She flipped the package over to look at the price, a sigh leaving her lips.

“Aww, still too much. I really wanted these too…”

She put the package down, sadly turning to return to Feitan. He was already long gone, leaning against the buggy nonchalantly. “Get what you need?”

She shook her head, her mood having soured a little. “No, it’s still to expensive. Maybe next month I can fit it into my budget.”

(Name) pushed the buggy forward, a pout on her lips. Feitan followed after her, glancing back at the aisle before stopping.

“Have to use bathroom. Be back.”

With that he strolled away, hands in his pockets. (Name) nodded and pulled out her grocery list, continuing her shopping.

(Name) and Feitan walked out of the grocery store, feitan carrying a majority of the bags. She’d fussed at him for straining himself, getting a glare in return.

“Can carry. Not weak, you know.”

She huffed. “I didn’t say you were weak. I just worry about you.”

His grip on the bags tightened. “Shouldn’t worry. I’m not a good man.”

(Name) hummed, peeking at him. “Not many people are truly good. But…”

She stood in front of him, leaning forward to wrap her arms around him.

“I don’t think you’re all that bad.”

He stiffened at her touch, the groceries dropping to the ground.

His hands trembled at her sides, not knowing what to do. As he struggled on what he should do next, (Name) pulled away and smiled.

“You’re good enough to me.”

She turned without another word, leaving him to rush to pick up the bags and follow behind her. He was glad she couldn’t see the tears prickling the corners of his eyes, threatening to fall. Feitan blinked them away quickly.

‘If she really knew what I’ve done, would she still smile at me like that?’

——————

Feitan watched as (Name) put up the groceries, humming to herself. Her sudden hug earlier still had his skin tingling, the tips of his ears red. Did she know the effect she had over him?

“Feitan, I’m gonna make some sandwiches, let’s eat on the porch, it’s so nice out!”

He could only nod, words not coming easy for him at the moment.

(Name) and Feitan sat together at the table, looking out over the river as they ate their sandwiches. Although Feitan was still struggling to lift his arms, he was able to eat by himself now. (Name) made sure to offer her assistance if she felt he needed it.

“So, Feitan, when’s your birthday?”

The sudden question caused the black haired man to choke on his sandwich, the girl smacking his back.

“Why… why you ask?”

Feitan glanced at her as he caught his breath, coughing lightly. She shrugged, pushing herself on the porch swing. “Just curious.”

“Don’t have one.”

(Name) paused her swinging, standing up suddenly. “You don’t have a birthday?”

“Don’t remember.”

(Name) blinked at him, her eyebrows furrowing. “Oh. That’s unfortunate…”

The two made idle chit chat as the sun went down, (Name) doing most of the talking. As the two conversed, she slipped in a few innocent sounding questions.

“Do you have a favorite flavor of cake?”

“Vanilla.”

“What would be something you’d like to receive as a gift?”

“Manga.”

(Name) nodded, typing something into her phone. Feitan watched her in mild amusement. She always asked him so many questions that he hadn’t even began to expect her true motives.

“I see. Alright, I think it’s time I retire to bed.”

“Sound like old woman.”

The woman in question let out a gasp, holding a hand over her heart. “Why I never! Hmph!”

She playfully tossed her hair as she walked inside, turning back around to stick out her tongue at him.

“Get dessert yourself then!”

He rolled his eyes, the ghost of a smile returning as he stood, carrying his plate to the kitchen.

—————

Feitan woke up in the middle of the night, glancing at the alarm clock (Name) had gifted him. It was pink with Sanrio stickers covering it, just the sight of it making him think of her.

Every item she owned seemed to be covered in pink and stickers, the man almost chuckling at the thought.

It was 2 am, and because he was tired, he lied back down. Whatever had woken him up shouldn’t be that important.

Another thump made his eyes shoot open, the feeling of an aura other than (Name)’s sending him into a panic.

Feitan took a moment to calm himself, grabbing his umbrella as quietly as possible and unsheathing the hidden sword.

He could hear the sound of a struggle, but it was quiet. So quiet he wouldn’t have noticed if he didn’t use nen.

Feitan approached the door, peering through the crack to see what was happening.

In the dark, he could make out a large, looking figure hunched over a smaller one. It had to be a man, by the shape of his silhouette.

“No one else lives here, eh? You lying to me girly?”

The man raised his hand and smacked the small figure under him, but the person didn’t cry out. Instead they just whispered back.

“Yes, I am alone. Please… just leave. Take what you want and go.”

That was (Name)’s voice. Feitan could feel his blood pressure rising. Did that man just strike (Name)? Was he pinning her to the ground like a fucking animal?

“Now why would I leave without getting what I came here for, little missy?”

The man grabbed her by her hair, making her cover her mouth so her cry was deafened.

“You must’ve heard of me on the news. They call me a groper, but they ain’t entirely right.”

The sound of a box cutter clicking open made Feitan stiffen, his eyes on the man.

“I collect little ladies like you as trophies. Specifically…”

He raised his arm, his eyes glinting in the moonlight.

“THEIR HEA-“

Before the man could bring the blade down to stab into her throat, Feitan rushed out, easily severing the man’s arm from his body.

In that moment, (Name) felt true fear. The bloodlust surrounding Feitans body came off in waves so thick, even a non-nen user like (Name) could feel it. The man cried out in agony, holding the stump where his arm had once been.

“You filth.”

Feitan kicked the man in the stomach, sending him flying against the house and crashing through the front door.

Feitan passed (Name) not even sparing her s glance as he left the house. Slammed the door shut behind him as he advanced on the man.

“P-please! Don’t kill me! I-“

Feitan crouched down in front of the sniveling man, giving him a sinister smile.

“Shh, shh, shh. Not kill you. Not yet. Don’t deserve to die so quick.” he cooed, his tone sickly sweet.

Feitan took his sweet time dragging the man out to the river, grateful that (Name) lived out in the country where no one would be there to hear the man’s screams.

——————

(Name) sat motionless on the floor, holding her cheek as she waited for Feitan to return. Even as she waited, a small part of her was scared.

She’d never felt such an intense lust for blood come off of someone, the look on Feitan’s face when his foot connected with the man’s belly causing her to shiver.

Nearly an hour passed before Feitan returned, his coat covered in blood and viscera. He dropped his umbrella onto the floor, approaching (Name) with a stern frown on his lips.

(Name) watched, eyes darting from his face, to all the blood, to his hands that reached out to cup her hurt cheek.

“Why?”

It took (Name) a minute to process his words, blinking up at him stupidly.

“Why… what?”

He scowled, grabbing her face with both hands.

“Why lie? You tell him you live alone. Should have yelled for help!”

He stared down at her, his eyes wondering down her body. She seemed mostly unharmed… besides a cut on her arm. He let go of her face, his hand pulling her arm closer to take a look.

It was a defensive wound, she’d probably been grabbed from behind and thrown her arm up to protect her face from being slashed. From the look of the living room, she’d struggled quite a bit. He didn’t know how he hadn’t woken up sooner.

“You’re hurt.”

His frown deepened. “Why? Answer me.”

(Name) bit her lip, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes. “I… I didn’t want him to hurt you too.”

Feitan’s eyes widened, his arms dropping to his sides as he stared at her. Had she really been so quiet as to not alert him?

“…”

Feitan froze as (Name) started to full on sob, her arms wrapping around him tightly. This hug was different than before. It was needy, comfort seeking, her tears mixing together with the man’s blood as she sobbed into his chest.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry you had to save me. I hate it. I didn’t want to bother you, but I’m so happy you came for me. I was so scared, Feitan.”

He reached a hesitant hand up to smooth out her hair, trembling slightly. “Shh. Let’s get you cleaned up.” Feitan’s voice was soft this time, almost sweet.

(Name) sniffled, only whining when he picked her up into his arms. Her protests died in her throat, sobs replacing them.

He didn’t seem to mind the snot and tears staining his shoulder, setting the girl down on the bathtub’s edge as he turned the knob.

He pulled off his coat, exposing his bare chest. (Name) was too busy crying to care, her eyes becoming puffy and red.

Feitan dropped his coat into the hamper, moving forward and grabbing the hem of her shirt.

(Name) stopped crying then, her face heating up. “Feitan, what are you-“

He shushed her, pulling off her shirt and tossing it into the hamper with his coat. “Got blood on it. Need to wash.”

He tried his best to keep his eyes away from her form, but he couldn’t help but take a peek at her shirtless chest, the sight of her black bra stirring something inside him.

He calmed that side of himself. He couldn’t get horny right now, she needed him.

“Bathe yourself, I get your clothes.”

He left the bathroom, walking to (Name)‘s room.

Feitan glanced down at the package he’d stolen from the grocery store earlier. It was the pack of panties she’d been looking at, the strawberry pair front and center.

Too embarrassed to look in her underwear drawer, the man ripped the package open, pulling out the strawberry pair. He grabbed a tshirt dress and walked back to the bathroom.

The shower curtain was drawn, allowing him to walk in and place the clothes on the counter. “Clothes.”

He walked back out, going to the kitchen sink to splash some water in his face.

What had come over him?

Feitan was no novice to torture, but the things he did to that man in such a short time period surprised even him. The satisfaction of ending the man’s wretched life was astounding, even to a sadist like him.

“Feitan? I’m done.”

He stood up, walking to the bathroom door and opening it.

(Name) sat on the toilet seat, the lid down. Her eyes looked to the ground in embarrassment, her cheeks red. Feitan crouched down in front of her to meet her eyes, tilting his head.

“Why you embarrassed?”

(Name) leaned back, crossing her hands over her chest. “I’m not. I’m just… confused on how you got me the panties I’ve been wanting for a while.”

‘And why,’ she thought, keeping that to herself.

“Stole them. You wanted them, right?”

She could only nod, the man giving her a sly smile.

“I’m a thief. Take what I want.”

He expected her to scold him, maybe even get angry, but neither of those things happened. She just smiled, a giggle leaving her lips.

“Ah, I see.”

She accepted him without another thought, the man having to stand up and grab the medkit to keep himself from being seen blushing.

“Give me your arm.”

She held her arm out as he cleaned the wound, wrapping it in bandages. Feitan turned it over to inspect his work, the short man dropping her arm once he deemed it good enough.

“Go to bed. I’ll take shower.”

(Name) paused, looking down again.

“Feitan?”

He glanced at her. “What?”

“Can… can you stay with me until I fall asleep?”

Feitan felt his heart race, backing up slightly. “… why?”

“I… I’d just feel safer if you watched over me.”

He sighed, offering his hand. “Come on. I’ll take shower after you sleep.”

He said lead her to her bedroom, watching as she climbed into bed. Feitan sat down on the edge of her bed, waiting for her get comfortable.

“Thank you. You’re real sweet you know?”

Feitan scoffed, flicking her forehead. “Sleep.”

She giggled softly before finally leaning against her pillow and closing her eyes.

It only took her five minutes to drift into sleep, a peaceful look on her face.

He watched over her for a little longer, brushing the hair away from her eyes with a gentle touch.

“Sweet dreams.”

Feitan left her side, closing her door behind him. He felt strange, the knowledge that she trusted him enough to watch over her causing his heart to race.

As he showered, he thought back to her words. She didn’t want him to get hurt, putting his safety over hers so easily.

The girl he had been so unkind to was willing to risk her life for him, without any hesitation.

He had people help and even save him in the past, but he didn’t know if anyone had ever put his life above theirs, besides Chrollo.

‘I… I don’t want her to get hurt. She’s…’

He pushed the thought away from his head, mixing her shampoo into his hair.

But as he exited the shower, he knew what he wanted.

‘I want to protect her.’

——————

Feitan was beginning to realize why she had been acting so shy last night.

(Name) stood in the kitchen, making breakfast. She was still wearing the clothes he’d gathered for her the night before, his eyes glued to her.

He hadn’t grabbed her a bra.

Without a bra, her nipples pressed against the fabric of her shirt, the girl seemingly unaware. Feitan tried to tear his eyes away, feeling his pants tighten, much to his annoyance.

He grumbled, shuffling out of the living room and into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

Feitan looked down, groaning. He never had a reaction like this to seeing multiple women naked, so why was he getting hard just seeing her nipples poke through her shirt?

‘Gotta take care of this…’

——————

(Name) placed two warm waffles on a plate, sitting it on the table where Feitan usually sat. She glanced at the bathroom door, humming as she grabbed her own plate.

‘Hmm, maybe he has a tummy ache?’

She plopped down into her chair and began eating her waffles and eggs, popping a fresh strawberry into her mouth.

Feitan left the bathroom five minutes later, the lightest shade of pink dusted across his cheeks. (Name) waved, pointing to his plate. “I made breakfast, waffles sound good?”

He didn’t respond, sitting down and eating his food quietly. Feitan didn’t make eye contact as he finished his meal, saying he was leaving for a jog when he was done.

“Oh…”

(Name) fidgeted, setting fork down and sighing.

“What?”

Feitan noticed a change in her aura, a frown on his lips.

“I… it’s nothing. Go ahead.”

She waved him off dismissively, taking her plate to the sink to wash it off. “Just… don’t be gone for too long.”

He thought about staying. (Name) was probably still scared from last night. Feitan couldn’t stay, though. He was still flustered, and a bit ashamed at what had happened in the bathroom. A jog would help clear his mind.

“Won’t take long.”

Feitan left without another word, pulling his hoodie over his head.

(Name) busied herself with cleaning up the messy living room, mopping up blood and fixing the furniture that had been flipped over during her struggle.

—————

Feitan was moving a lot better, having run several miles in only a few minutes. He was deep in the forest (Name) had taken him to, only stopping when he came across a dump site.

Someone had been leaving trash and carcasses there, the bodies of dead animals and mounds of waste overpowering the lingering scent of wisteria flowers.

Honestly, it reminded him of home.

Feitan hummed as he passed it by, a small noise causing him to raise an eyebrow.

“meow”

Feitan glanced to his left, seeing the body of a cat lying inside a sideways cardboard box. Nestled against the cat were a few kittens, most of them dead.

It seemed that the mother cat had given birth and died shortly after. Most of the kittens must have been born stillborn, never able to take their first breath.

But there was a single kitten crying out, the remnants of milk staining it’s mouth.

‘Hmm. Was able to find its mothers breast and eat.’

He picked up the baby by its scruff, examining its condition.

It was a brown tabby, with a fat little belly. The kitten meowed out, it’s body cold. The man scoffed, about to drop the kitten back into the box when (Name)’s face flashed in his mind.

What if one day, she found this dump site? What if she saw the corpses of these kittens and blamed herself for not noticing sooner? She was a sweet girl, having shown Feitan pictures of her childhood cat several times.

Feitan placed the cat in his hoodie, letting it curl up against his chest to get warm. The man dug a grave and placed the mother with her kittens in it, burying them.

From the collar on the mothers neck, he knew she had been dumped there. They were way too far out in the forest for a cat with an owner to have wondered. Feitan was a cold man, but even he felt a bit disgusted. Had they abandoned the cat because she was pregnant?

He didn’t want to think about it. Feitan made his way back to (Name)’s home, wondering if she’d be happy with his ‘gift’.

——————

“Feitan, you’re back!”

(Name) jumped up from her chair, running over to give him a hug, but he pushed her back gently.

The girl pouted, about to complain, but Feitan was quick to point to his chest.

“Watch.”

He pulled the collar of his hoodie down, exposing the kitten to her. (Name) gasped, grabbing his collar and peering down his hoodie with a squeal. He tried not to react to her closeness.

“Oh my god, Feitan how did you get this kitten?”

“Found it on side of road.” He lied, pulling it out and placing it in her hands. “You like cats?”

“I love cats!”

She cooed at the small thing, pulling it close to her. “Poor thing, must of been abandoned. We have a real bad problem with people dumping their pets on the side of the road here.”

‘No kidding.’ Feitan thought, watching her with a soft look. She kissed the top of the kitten’s head, scurrying to her room to grab a plastic bin. Feitan followed, watching as she placed a heating pad at the bottom and layered blankets on top, making sure that the heat was just enough to keep the kitten warm and not burn it.

“I’m so glad I kept that kitten formula from the last time.” She said absentmindedly, placing the kitten in its new home.

“Last time? You’ve done this before?”

(Name) nodded, a small frown pulling at her lips. “When I lived with my parents, our neighbor refused to get their cat fixed, so she had kittens when she was still a kitten herself. Most of the babies died, but I was able to save two.”

She walked past him, rummaging through her kitchen cabinets until she found what she needed. “Ah, here.”

She placed the kitten formula on the table, grabbing a tiny bottle and mixing up the formula. “It was tough waking up every few hours to feed them, but the happy faces of the people that adopted them made up for it.”

Feitan couldn’t help but admire her. She was so different than him, giving so much love to whatever came across her path. He leaned against the wall as she worked.

——————

After feeding the kitten, (Name) placed it back and stood up, enveloping Feitan in a hug.

“I missed you!”

His arms shot out, hovering over her back. She had become so much more affectionate since last night, and Feitan didn’t want to admit how much he liked it.

“Wasn’t gone long…” he grumbled, taking in her scent. Her hands clutched the fabric of his hoodie. Her chin rested on his shoulder.

“Long enough.”

(Name) had become clingy, quickly. He knew it was because of her nerves after the incident from last night, but he still enjoyed her touch.

As the day wore on, she stayed by his side, only leaving to use the bathroom and feed the kitten. He’d pushed her away a few times, still being sensitive to touch, but mostly allowed her to hug him and hold his hand. She’d been through a traumatizing experience, it was only fair he was a little lenient, right?

He sat at the kitchen table, only halfway paying attention to the manga in his hands. (Name) was wearing an oversized tshirt and shorts. To an outsider, it looked like she wasn’t wearing anything BUT her tshirt. But when she bent to check on the bread in the over, white shorts with a black cartoon cat on the butt could be seen.

She was awfully cute, being unaware of his less than pure gaze. He wondered if she was still wearing those strawberry panties he’d picked out, quickly shaking the thought from his head. He didn’t want to get too excited again.

“Feitan… feitannnn!”

Feitan snapped back to reality, pushing (Name)’s face back. She’d been a bit too close for comfort, her breath tickling his cheek.

“What is it?”

She mumbled something against his hand, the man pulling his arm back to hear what she had said.

“It’s going to be raining a lot next week, so Sunday I’m going to buy some supplies from town in case the power goes out. Don’t want the kitten getting cold!”

She leaned forward again, a cute smile on her face. It was like she couldn’t keep a smile off her lips when she was around him, the thought making the tips of his ears turn pink.

“You’ll hold me if I get scared of the storm, right?”

It took him a moment to process that question, the man stuttering out a reply.

“H-hold? What, you a kid? Tch…”

He pushed her away again, but didn’t say no. She didn’t push any further, only giggling at his reaction. Underneath his resting bitch face, Feitan was shy around girls.

What (Name) didn’t know was that he wasn’t shy around most women, only her.

The two ate dinner together, (Name) informing Feitan about the newest episode of an anime she’d been watching. “Oh Feitan, you can watch with me if you like! I download the episodes on my phone while I’m in town.”

He didn’t reply, finishing his food as she continued to ramble on. He glanced at the TV, his eyes shooting open wide.

There was an image of the Phantom Troupe on screen. The sound was off, Feitan sprinting to the remote and turning it off as quickly as possible.

(Name) glanced up from her plate. “Hmm?”

He shrugged. “Gross thing on news. Didn’t want to ruin your dinner.”

“Oh, how sweet!”

She ruffled his hair, the man swatting her hand away with a huff.

——————

That Sunday, Feitan found himself taking care of the small kitten. (Name) had to work at the farmers market, so she wouldn’t be able to focus on the kitten.

Feitan grumpily offered his help in exchange for (Name) making him his favorite dessert, a lemon meringue pie.

“Hmm, that’s not easy, but I’ll make it. Just for you~” she cooed, booping his nose. He scowled at her.

“So touchy.”

“You’ve got such soft skin, I can’t help it!”

She squished his cheeks, the man swatting her hands away and letting out an embarrassed groan. “Gonna get bit one day.”

“You’ve already bitten me!”

Feitan winced. He hated remembering the pain he’d caused her, his eyes wondering from her face to her arms. The wounds he caused had already healed, but the knowledge that his hands had hurt her filled him with dread.

Feitan sat on (Name)’s bed, having just fed the kitten again. “How much does it need to eat? Ugh…”

He set on her nightstand.

“Hmm… she wouldn’t mind if I look around… got me working, peeking would be okay.”

Feitan had been very curious about what lied in her closet and drawers, deciding to rifle through her closet first.

At first he didn’t find anything interesting, pushing through items of clothing with a bored look.

That was until he found a maid costume. He blinked at the dress, seeing it was incredibly short. Why did she own something like that?

He found himself continuing his search, becoming more and more confused.

There was a playboy bunny suit, paired with bunny ears. Feitan immediately pictured her in it, having to push the image out of his head before he popped a boner.

He left the closet and decided to search through drawers.

He ignored the underwear drawer, telling himself he’d look there last.

Feitan opened her shirt drawer, picking up a few articles of clothing and chuckling. Almost every shirt was a pastel color, anime characters or some kind of cartoon character decorating them.

He looked through numerous skirts and shorts, blinking at a few pairs. Would that pair of shorts even cover anything?

He glanced back up at her underwear drawer, biting the inside of his cheek. Looking in a woman’s underwear drawer was a huge invasion of privacy, but he’d already been rummaging through her room, was it really that different?

He pulled the drawer open, his eyes widening.

(Name) had a wide arrange of taste.

There were plain cotton panties, lacy panties, even a few matching sets of lingerie. Did she really wear these everyday? Around him?

Feitan noticed something tucked under in the corner, grab in the object quickly.

“Oh, naughty girl.”

The object was an erotic novel, the cover having full on nudity. He read the back cover, eyes widening at the description.

“So this is what she likes…”

He pocketed the book, partly because he wanted to read it later, partly because he wanted to see the look on her face when she found out it was missing.

Maybe he’d even take some notes.

[agendabymooner]

i think he knows ! lando n. x ofc (alessandro sister!writer!ofc)

"he got the boyish look that i like in a man."

summary: nicola alessandro released a novel under the pen name 'grazie nichols' and everyone made sure that the fans are supporting her. lando norris could do anything but be subtle about the things he knew, and the novel's inspo was one of those things.

content warning: possible use of explicit language, appearance of other fictional characters (hearth sisters, lester ricciardo, etc), dirty jokes (no smut), ofc and lando being menaces, ofc being obsessed with lando, fans trying to come up with theories, ofc's account is private (colabebe)

note: (time check: 12:25 am) i'm sorry i dipped out 😭 a lot happened yesterday: i hung out with the guy (it was awkward lol) went to see the barbie movie with my sister then had a sangria after- i was planning to post something when i got home but apparently i'm a lightweight and was knocked out after. let me know what you think!!! anyway enjoy xx

ps. yes the graphics in here are stuff that i made hehe sorry if they're awful but these are just some last minute shit i made xx

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user1 new booktok rec??

user2 the grid is literally hyping this up 😭 is it that good

user3 MORE FORMULA ONE BOOKS!!!

user4 my wallet: empty

user5 me rn: trying to determine which driver relates to the man in the book the most 🧐

user6 bets on leclerc

user7 hmmm i think its more like estie? he's giving muse

user8 it could be yuki ???

user9 i agree user6 it's most likely shal bc that man is book bf material

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danielricciardo i don't blame them; this book is a bomb ass book 😉 liked by grazienichols

grazienichols 🤪

user1 grazie stop emptying my wallet challenge 🤐

grazienichols 😶 sorry xx

user2 making money just to get to monaco gp- gurl i don't blame you 😭

grazienichols it's getting more expensive as years go on 🥶

f1 monaco gp you say??? 👀

user3 she's making money already just toss the ticket in us broke people's direction 🙃

user4 yeah what she said ^^

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user1 isn't lester pregnant??? why is she bent like that on the 7th photo? 😭

user2 lester can do things us mere humans can't

alex_albon i am appalled liked by lando.jpg

lando.jpg i can't put too much photos sorry lad

alex_albon i'll remember this.

user3 lando fed us with the hearth sisters content at the slides 2, 4 and 6 and i've never felt this loved since my ex &lt;3

user4 gurl 💀 u good

user5 ESTIE BESTIEEEE 😩 i might bust a lil gimme a sec to chill

user6 the sisters in blue 🤤

user7 who's the third photo?

user8 lester's youngest sister, nicola

danielricciardo loricciardo 🤨 what're u doing?

loricciardo protecting baby ric 😳 liked by lando.jpg

lando.jpg by flattening his head? 😟

loricciardo you just reduced my standing time and increased my bedrest time lando.jpg thx

lando.jpg what 😭 what's gonna happen if you're in bedrest? is the baby's head going to inflate back to place??

danielricciardo landonorris lad. that's not how it works.

arthurleclerc colabebe that pink is nice asf

colabebe thank you art!!! nice seeing you!!!

user9 uhhhhh?!!! arthur and daniel's in-law?

georgerussell63 why am i not there??? 🧐

lando.jpg my bad- i didn't really want you to take of your shirt in the middle of the ballroom hall. not really your night tonight mate.

user10 where is toto?!!!

lando.jpg god love him but he already has enough photo taken by his own wife. give others some chance to make it to my jpg account

user10 understood king 🤌

sylvieeford no max?? he really pissed you off 😹 liked by lando.jpg

lando.jpg yeah, and keep on reminding him that. maybe he'd apologize for once 🙄

landonorris posted a story !!!

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danielricciardo my favourite italian-british couple (no offense nora but i don't like georgerussell63 that much) liked by colabebe

nora_alessandro 😒😒

georgerussell63 you're not my favourite aussie either mate 😉

landonorris god gave me an equally obsessed gf and i love him for it liked by colabebe

colabebe just him??? 💔

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[harmonictechnicality]

a little follow-up to the steddie bookstore meet cute

Steve lets the storyteller finish reading the chapter before further investigation. He does this for three different reasons: 

The chapters aren’t outrageously lengthy.

Kids get extremely cranky if someone disrupts their story time.

Steve also gets extremely cranky if someone disrupts his unapologetic staring-at-cute-boys time.

He’s worked at this bookstore for 378 days. All walks of life come through this place and he’s seen them all.

Until today.

378 days and countless hours of people-watching, but Steve Harrington has never seen someone like him.

Loud clothes to match his loud voice. Knotted hair and one untied combat boot. Inked-up arms that look deceivingly like shirt sleeves.

Steve scans over his face, counting his piercings. One lip. One nose. One eyebrow. Three in each ear.

Nine piercings and that’s just the visible ones.

But before Steve starts visualizing (fantasizing) about how many more he might have, the kids start clapping. Cheering, even. The man gives a theatrical bow and sneaks past the crowd of children - making a beeline towards Steve.

“I can explain,” the man begins sputtering, hands up defensively. “I picked the wrong chair. Perceptibly cozy. Undoubtedly hard-work.”

Steve just smirks, nodding towards the novel in his ring-clad hand. “You gonna buy that?”

“Uh yeah. I mean, yes.”

Oh, Steve is making him nervous. Huh.

“Come, on.” Steve takes the book from his grasp and motions to the cash register. “You can explain further while I check you out over there.”

Which wasn’t meant to be a line, but he’s not exactly sorry that it came out that way.

“Been looking for this specific copy for years.” The man starts fumbling through his jean pockets, while he continues to babble. “Was scouring second-hand bookstore reviews on Yelp one day and saw this place is a goldmine for rare books. Figured I’d venture out here and see for myself.”

“Glad you could find what you’re looking for,” Steve states smoothly.

“In more ways than one, I hope.” He says it under his breath and not directly to Steve, but it doesn’t matter. Steve is keyed in. He hears every word. Senses fully heightened.

“The little bookworms thought you were amazing.” Steve says while simultaneously thinking, I find you pretty amazing too.

“Yeah? Pretty cool to see kids geeking out over Bilbo Baggins.”

Despite his clumsy movements, he manages to thumb open his wallet and slides Steve a credit card. Steve takes the card and inspects the name: Eddie Munson. Lets the name resonate and marinate in his mind for a brief moment.

“So you’re just passing through then?” Which could be too forward. Steve can get away with Too Forward when picking up girls, but it’s definitely more of a gamble with guys.

“That depends.”

“Depends on what?” Steve swipes the card through, then offers it back to Eddie.

Their fingertips meet in the transfer, but Eddie’s coffee brown eyes stay fixed on Steve’s lips. 

“If there’s anything else worth exploring in this town.” 

Totally worth the gamble. 

Steve bites down on his lower lip, the one that’s become Eddie’s focal point of interest, and tosses the book into a paper bag - sliding it over the register counter.

“Thanks, Steve.” Eddie says causally. Like he’s known him personally for years.

Steve raises his eyebrows.

“Name tag! I saw your name tag.” Eddie’s expression is panicky, losing all remnants of his flirtatious tone. “Shit.”

This guy is a walking contradiction. Fully clothed like he’s preparing for an anarchist uprising, but is actually a blabbering mess. Steve Harrington is just some turtleneck wearing, floppy-haired, college dropout - yet somehow he is the one making the big bad wolf skittish.

It’s honestly adorable.

“Come back anytime, Eddie.” Steve says just as casually.

Now Eddie is the one raising his eyebrow.

“Credit card.” Steve responds. “I saw your credit card.”

“Right.”

“Right.”

There’s no reason that the conversation should continue. Steve shouldn’t waste his time pining after someone that’s just traveling through with low probability of sticking around. Hawkins is practically a ghost town at this point. Nobody ever stays, except for washed-up locals like Steve and Robin.

So he knows he shouldn’t pursue this. Steve knows better not to get involved with dead-end streets leading to eventual heartbreak. But he can’t stop himself from sneaking out his phone the second Eddie leaves the store. His thumb is hovering over the Search button when Robin snatches it from his hand.

“No cellphones during store hours.” She says, inspecting the phone screen. “Oh, come on- seriously?”

“What?” He groans.

She holds the screen in front of his face. “You’re googling him?”

“So?” Steve tries to grab the phone back, but Robin dodges his attempts.

“You’re hopeless, Harrington.” She creates a wide enough gap between them to avoid Steve from taking the phone. “But as your best friend, I am legally obligated to cyberstalk any of your potential love interests.”

Steve rolls his eyes. “And what law says that?”

“The law of every rom-com movie ever made, dingus.” 

Robin taps the screen and begins scrolling, examining the search results. After a few seconds, her mouth drops open.

“No way,” Robin squeals, scrolling faster now. “No fucking way.”

“What’d you find?” Steve rushes behind her, peering over Robin’s shoulder to get a better view. 

“Look.” Robin pinches the glass screen to enlarge the article she’s discovered.

Steve slides on his burgundy reading glasses, lets his eyes adjust to the phone’s brightness. 

And he sees it. The bold letters. The key word. “Eddie hosts a podcast?”

Robin nods. “Not just any podcast.” 

She flips to the bottom of the news article and there’s an image of Eddie. He’s standing in front of a Victorian-style mansion, which Steve recognizes immediately. The Winchester Mystery House. Maybe one of the most famous haunted houses in the United States.

“Holy shit,” Steve blurts out as it finally clicks in his brain. “Eddie hosts a ghost-hunting podcast?”

[thegreatstoryteller]

Seasonal Brews: Lights

Nick was more than happy to be open again for the season. Sometimes it could be quite the hurdle gaining the traction to whip enough magic for the season. But here he was once again. In another small town, bringing warm drinks and good company to a few lucky patrons happy to walk his way.

As everyone knows, it’s that time of year where magic is in the cold winter air, and the power of a good drink can really turn the life around for some lucky individuals.

The door opened beginning to jingle the bells marking the entrance of a new guest!

“Welcome to Seasonal Brews! How can I help y- woah! You uh…. Ok there?” Nick gasped at the young man covered in pine needles.

“Oh hi… yeah I’m fine… it’s nice and warm in here thanks. Just gonna browse your menu real quick! Wouldn’t want to inconvenience you.” The bespectacled young man said. His slim frame and pale skin lead Nick to believe he was sick for a moment, but his eager stride around the store would suggest otherwise. His dirty brown hair also had needles beginning to poke out of it haphazardly.

“Of course take all the time you need. Um… what was it exactly you were doing before to get…. All of this?” Nick gestures wildly around him as the young man blushes.

“Ah. Is it that noticeable? Sorry.” He says shaking his head knocking more and more needles to the ground. “My brother and I typically help people in the community with their Christmas trees this year! It’s kinda a nice tradition our family liked to do. My dad used to own a pine tree acre that grows these every year. We had to sell it awhile ago, but my brother and I still volunteer there! In fact… that’s kinda why I’m here! I was hoping to get a few drinks for me, my brother and some of the people we’re helping with their trees! I know it’s a lot to ask… sorry.”

Nick was surprised. He didn’t know what to make of this novel request, but he had the feeling he could help.

“Of course! I’d be happy to make you some. How many drinks are we talking here? And is there anything you’re in the mood for?” Nick offered, already in the process of making some of the drinks.

“Let’s see,  well we only have 3 more deliveries to make. So I guess 1 for each of them and my brother. Something strong for each of them to get them through the day. They’ll need the energy.” The young man offered. 

Nick smiled. “And don’t forget one for you! I’m picturing.... something sweet! What name should I put on your cup by the way?”

“Right! Sorry. It’s Noel. Nice to meet you.... Nick.” Noel said reading the drink maker’s name tag.

“It’s nice to meet such a kind heart today Noel. And there you go. Drinks are hot and ready, I’m sure everyone will love them. I brought an assortment so I hope you enjoy. The names of the drinks are on the cups, so distribute as needed.”

“Already? That was... well fast! Thank you Nick! How much do I owe you?” Noel offered.

“Consider this a gift for all the good you’re doing around town. Maybe next year I’ll need a tree or your help.” Nick joked.

“That’s awfully kind of you sir. Merry Christmas!” Noel pulled out some money and left it in the tip jar, much to Nick’s surprise.

“The pleasure is all mine. Stay warm out there” Nick said as Noel exited the establishment.

Outside Noel’s older brother was there waiting. “Thanks for getting the drinks Noel! I’ll drink just about anything after the day we’ve had.”

“No problem Hector. Here you go! This is a... dark chocolate mocha, with a peppermint twist. Hope you like it, the guy said he got some strong drinks for us.” Noel explained handing over the warm cup of coffee. 

Hector gave his little brother a hug an wiped his longish brown hair from his brow before taking a deep sip. The young man wasn’t all that bigger than Noel, but he was more leanly muscled, a skill essential for hauling trees much larger than his size with the right skill. However as he took a sip those lean muscles expanded, lengthening and hardening as a cool breeze blew through the street. Noel closed his eyes not noticing the fresh powder now around the city making it looks clean and picturesque, as his brother’s red shirt and cap turned into a more Santa themed attire.

Hector’s beard began to grow in as abs popped under his jacket that now opened up revealing a powerfully built chest. And a deep voiced laugh emitted from the slightly older man. “It’s beginning to look a little more like Christmas now.” Hector said in a smooth baritone admiring the freshly fallen snow. “We better get to our first stop before it starts coming down faster. Let’s go.” Hector patted the side of his truck not seeing the changes spread down faster over it as its fading red color reinvigorated, but turned to wood. The entire body of the vehicle looking more sled and sleigh shaped until there was nothing more than a modern snow faring sleigh before them!

Noel rubbed his eyes as his brother’s appearance made him do a double take. Did he always look so big? And show off his abs this much? Didn’t they ride here in an old truck not some sleigh pulled by reindeers? Who’s to say, but Hector was right. The last thing they wanted was to get stuck in the snow. So the two hopped in and the reindeer pulled their sleigh to the first stop. 

“Alright first on our list is Mr. Baston Chan. I’ll go grab the tree from the back, you can ring his doorbell and offer him his drink Noel.” Hector explained hopping out back and grabbing the large tree with ease. Noel happily agreed and jumped out into the thickening snow and walked down the long path to a modest single story house. With a ring and a knock he called, “Mr. Chan? It’s Noel and Hector with you’re tree! Care for a warm drink?”

An older Asian looking man opened the door slowly with a jolly smile. “Thank you boys for coming each year to help me out. You’re so kind.”

“We’re happy to do it Mr. Chan. Plus here’s a drink. The snow is really coming in these days this one is... a Red Bean Cappuccino?” Noel said reading the label.

“That is one creative mix. I am a fan of red bean after all, how’d you know. Thank you!” Baston Chan said ruffling Noel’s hair as they shared a smile. Noel went to help Hector with the tree, not that he needed it, but he still wanted to help. So the young man didn’t see Mr. Chan beginning to change right behind him. His skin tightened into a more youthful flow as his old tattered robe fell limply to the ground revealing a healthy athletic frame! Years of labor and effort now recalling itself to an aging body now once again filled with the vitality it once knew!

“You boys really brighten my day. It wouldn’t be Christmas without seeing your good deeds all around the neighborhood! If you ever want to come by my gym again we can do some post holiday lifting!” Baston flexed confidently out his door as Hector stood the tree right next to his porch. 

Noel laughed nervously knowing Baston Chan’s vigorous workout routine, while Hector followed along. “We’ll try Mr. Chan, but Noel and I here will have to take a break every now and then to keep up with you. Merry Christmas!” The two waved off as Hector sighed. “Wow that man is in such good shape for his age. Who is next?”

“Ms. Mary and Ms. Christine!” Noel chimed in. He loved the two older women who would make him and his brother cookies as kids. So when they arrived to their larger house, which acted also as an art studio he was eager to see them with hearty knock.

A shorter grandmother type greeted him at the door. “If it isn’t little Noel! You’re so big now it’s wonderful to see you. And your brother, strong as ever lifting those trees! In the living room Hector! There’s also some cookies waiting for you boys inside!” Ms. Mary a curly haired older black woman said, directing the two brothers inside. There on a reclining chair was Ms. Christine, a larger blond woman equal to Mary in age.

“Thanks Ms. Mary! We also brought you some drinks! this one is... a hot Alpine Apple Cider and this one is a large hot chocolate with silver sprinkles.” Ms. Marry took the cider while handing Christine the hot chocolate.

“You boys are stars tonight! Have as many cookies as you like! I made them myself!” Christine said proudly. 

The two boys began to munch on the delicious gingerbread cookies while the two women cheers and drank their drinks. Ms. Mary was the first to drink her drink. Her skin grew lighter in color, letting the cider fill her form. She grew taller and leaner, as her long curly hair receded into a shorter style while recoloring to blond! All the while Ms. Christine began to plump up even further gaining a larger bulbous belly that darkened with each sip. A salt and pepper beard grew over her face as the two of them took on more manly features! Soon Chris’ red jumper, popped open! revealing some darker moobs and a healthy gut, prompting a laugh from Mark who had discarded his shirt to sidle up next to his husband by the fire. Soon there was now a spry professional sledder and a larger black man cuddling lovingly together.

“Thanks for helping set up the trees boys,” Mark said. “And for finishing off those cookies. Santa here is getting a little too greedy before Christmas.” The handsome blond man said rubbing Chris’ large black gut.

“None sense. It’s Christmas! We get to relax a bit. But you boys can come by anytime for more if you like. Once our kids are back visiting their friends I’m sure Mark can take you all sledding like old times.” Chris offered warmly.

“That would be great Mr. Chris. And thank you Mr. Mark!  Your hospitality and cookies are always top notch!” Noel said with a mouthful of treats.

“Now come on Noel, let’s leave these two be for now. We’ve got one more delivery!” Hector said pulling his brother who was waving vigorously goodbye.

“Gosh I love visiting them! We gotta visit more often. Anyway we have only one left and it’s... oh wow it’s Ansel! Can I uh... you know... do this one myself?” Noel asked blushing.

“Of course lil bro. He’s all yours.” Hector smirked as they stopped outside a nice two story family like house with lots of noise inside. Noel did his best to drag the tree to the door and knocked. Opening it was a handsome young man back from college this year. “Noel! You made it! With the tree too! Come inside! We were just setting up lights in here.” Ansel explained. The handsome young man’s athletic proportions causing young Noel to blush.

“T-thanks! I’d love to... oh and i Uh... got you this drink! We’ve been delivering them to people with the trees all night.” Noel offered.

“Noel! That’s really sweet. But! Did you reemember to get yourself something too? I see only one drink left. And I think it should go to the guy who’s been busting his butt trying to bring people holiday cheer. So why don’t you have it? Ok?” Ansel offered.

Noel didn’t know what to say but simply nodded and drank it without even reading the label. He was filled with warmth. A warmth he attributed being so close to his crush, but also one that was causing his paler skin to tan and his hair to shorten and darken. His jacket was getting tight so he removed it to reveal a straining polo that his larger biceps were threatening to tear! All the while Noel felt his vantage point lift up and up as he walked with Ansel through his house! Right until he saw a room covered in Christmas lights. 

“Looks nice doesn’t it?” Ansel said looking up at Noel through the lights.

“It... it does! I like it a lot. And.. well... you... i mean I... ahha what was I saying?” Noel boomed with his new low voice sounding like a jock mumbling commands across a field. 

“Well... I think you were saying you liked the decorations. Especially the mistle toe I put over here. You know holiday traditions and all? I think I want to stay true to this one at least.” Ansel said leaning up to kiss Noel as the two embraced.

Outside Hector finished setting up the tree and smiled proudly at his brother. He knocked on the window and gave Noel a thumbs up prompting the two to stop the kissing and back away blushing.

“Sorry about Hector... he’s just kidding around a lot... but i liked that a lot... and I like you... so... maybe after the holidays... you and I could grab a coffee or something?” Noel asked blushing.

“I’d love that. Have any place in mind?” 

Noel looked down at the cup in his hand and smiled. 

[bluminex]

Can I req reader that used to be a heavy drinker and theyve already been clean for months but readers old drinking buddies are pushing them to drink again and Yae Miko, Ei, Kuki Shinobu (separately) got mad with your old friends (also gender neutral please!)

Drunkard turns into normal person(real)!!

I was supposed to post this yesterday, though, here's one of the works that I was able to finish today. I'll get to work on the others in a bit after I get some rest.

Anyhow, enjoy the work! I'll be back to posting and working on your requests now. My passion and dedication to writing has been rekindled again after a few weeks have passed. I apologize for the delay of these works.

Yae Miko

Before, you were once a heavy drinker. You’d head out every time and anytime your drinking buddies had invited you to another drinking session. It had started to become an addiction; it had started to be more dangerous for you and your health. Someone had to put a stop to it, and that was your girlfriend, the cunning, prestigious, captivating, and teasing Head of the Grand Narukami Shrine, none other than Yae Miko.

To her expectations, you eventually stopped drinking for the sake of your own health… and partly also for her. Which also meant that you had stopped seeing your drinking buddies more often due to the fact that you aren’t going to be drinking anymore anytime soon.

It had been months ever since you went out to drink with your buddies. If you had to be honest, not drinking alcoholic beverages anymore have definitely helped your mental health and you’ve never felt better than you did when you used to drink! You’re quite proud of being months clean, especially with how much of an addict you were!

And today, you just so happened to coincidentally meet some familiar faces that afternoon as you were visiting the Yae Publishing House to check up on how Miko is doing behind the counters. You heard one of them call out to you, making you shift your attention from your girlfriend to whoever had called out to you.

“S/O! It’s been a while since we drank, eh?” The man waved as he approached you with a smile.

You nodded, “Yeah. Uhm, what brings you guys here? You here to buy a light novel?” You questioned, raising a brow at your old friends.

They laughed and chuckled at your words,

“No, you silly goose! We came here to ask why you aren’t tagging along to our night-outs anymore!” The other man folded his arms as he eyed at you.

“It’s been months, you know… we’re kind of missing your chaotic behavior a bit! We still have as much as fun as we did back then. You should definitely come tag along on tonight’s night-out!” A female voice sighed as she placed her hands on her hips.

You gulped, “Apologies, I’m gonna have to pass, I decided to stop drinking a few months ago.” You rested your palm on the back of your neck.

Their eyes widened, broadened even… eh, same thing. They stared at you in pure shock and disbelief, what they heard just now… that was real, wasn’t it? But the person they knew wouldn’t say such things like that. Just what exactly happened to you in a span of these few months, what made you drastically change?

Yae Miko narrowed her purple eyes at these ‘friends’ of yours. She was clearly starting to get irritated by this whole situation, maybe even a little intrigued.

“Where’s the fun in that?! You know, I don’t really know what changed you, but still… you should definitely tag along!” A man exclaimed, nudging your shoulder lightly as they laughed light-heartedly.

“Have I not made myself clea-“

“Nope, zip it! Sorry S/O but we aren’t going to tolerate the nonsense that you’re blurting as of right now. He’s right, you might be busy and all but that doesn’t mean you can’t have a bit of fun every once in a while!“ Another sound of a guy spoke to you.

Growing annoyed by their hopeless and pitiful attempts, Yae Miko simply could not just stand-by and not do anything about this idiotic matter. The Chief Editor hated- no, despised the idea or thought of you returning back to your former self all because she had allowed you to run off with your old friends.

“Ah, ah, ah… I don’t believe there’ll be a chance for your dear friend over here to accompany you guys on this ‘hangout’ of yours. My beloved has better things to do than spend time with you drunkards, isn’t that right, dear?~” Yae Miko smiled at you, though, just by her expression alone… you could clearly make out what she was trying to get across to you; “Play along.”

“That’s right, I do in fact have to accomplish some of my projects. I’m only here at the Yae Publishing House to check up on how Miko is doing so far in the day.” You sighed, rubbing your forehead as if to say you were a bit stressed out by many of these, totally not made-up last minute ‘projects’ of yours.

Their faces dropped and they frowned at your words. They were going to reply to your words and open up their mouths until they were again interrupted by the Guuji.

“Now, now… how about all of you skedaddle from here and go to that bar you all drink at. However, my lover here won’t be joining you fortunately. Besides, they have clearly stated that they do not want to drink with your group again, hence… they won’t be drinking at all anytime soon as long as I’m around.”

A shiver went down their spines, they hesitantly apologized to both you and Yae before hurrying up and out of the place, running up the stairs. You shifted your attention back to Yae after your old pals have scurried off deeper into the city.

“Yae… there was definitely some anger in your words just now. Are you perhaps… mad at them?” You questioned Yae, eyeing at her.

Yae Miko sighed, “Why would I not be? They wouldn’t stop pestering you to come with to another night-out where you’d eventually be persuaded into drinking. For all of my hard work to go to waste in just one night is rather saddening, don’t you think? With how much effort I had put in just to convince you to stop drinking was quite tedious you know. Now, returning back to our conversation just a moment ago…”

Raiden Ei

Ei didn’t like the idea of you drinking once she saw how drunk you’d get after going to the tavern whenever there’s a chance. With how much of a heavy drinker you are; you’d always return home so drunk to the point where you can barely keep your balance and know who you’re talking to at the current moment. She made sure to scold you whenever you drank. Though, she always was passive-aggressive with her words when it came to scolding you.

Once Ei had decided that enough was enough, she had forbidden you from drinking. In fact, she commanded you to not lay a finger on one alcoholic beverage ever again. No matter how much you had opposed to this, in the end not even you, the lover of Inazuma’s deity could even stop her. So, you forfeited, finding it pointless in trying to argue with her any further… deciding it might have been for the better good of your health.

Nowadays, whenever you return home from work to rest and snuggle up with Ei… you no longer reek of alcohol, which pleases your lover because the stench of alcohol would get to her. Another reason as to why she had banned you from drinking.

However, until one night… where you received a letter from your old pals. You could sense Ei glaring at you and at the letter as well behind you. You turned to look at her,

“...D-do you want to read it with me?” You asked, hesitantly.

She stared into your eyes as you spoke, she shook her head, “I’d rather you read it out loud to me. By the way, do tell… who wrote this letter to you?” Ei asked, raising a brow at you as she folded her arms.

You sighed, “It was from my friends, the ones that I used to drink with. I’m not really sure why all of a sudden, they sent me a letter.”

Opening up the letter, you began to read it out loud for Ei. As you were reading, you could feel the atmosphere around you tense up… she must’ve disliked the contents of the letter. Once you finished reading, she took the letter from your hands.

“Hey what was that for-“

How rude it truly was for them to try and guilt trip you into drinking with them again? They should be punished for it. A nuisance really… why must you keep in contact with them still? A bad influence they are… if Ei were to let you go with them, she’s sure that you would’ve returned to your old habits with no hesitation. No doubt in that at all.

She scoffed, pulling you closer towards her. She glared at you, folding her arms. You chuckled light-heartedly, clearly understanding what she was trying to get across.

“Don’t worry… I won’t go with them. How about I whip something up for the both of us? Though, I’m not sure if you’ll be of much help in the kitchen…”

Ei deadpanned at you, “I’m a bit offended by that… though, just this once I’ll let it slide. I’ll be waiting to eat your food, in the meanwhile… I shall ask of some of the guards at front to fetch me some Dango Milk from that stall…”

“Alright, it sounds like a plan then! I’m gonna head straight to cooking now! See you in a few!” You grinned at her. She smiled at you softly, nodding her head before turning around to command the guards at front to order the sweets from that stall… specially to order all the Dango milk they could offer.

Kuki Shinobu

Before you and Shinobu started dating, you were a drunkard. You’d drink so much every single day that you’re now well-known as a regular customer or “that drunkard” among the restaurants and bars. You also drank a lot with some friends of yours, the only time you’ll ever see them is when you’re drinking or maybe you might run into them in the city.

Though you may be known as a heavy drinker and the well-known drunkard in Inazuma city… the citizens of the city acknowledged that although you may drink a ton, you are a good person at heart. You were popular among the kids, as you would hang out with them whenever you had the chance.

From time to time, you’d give the kids a sip of some of the alcoholic beverages, and now they refuse to drink any of it again in the present time and also in the future with how bad it tastes. The first time you lent them a sip, they began to question how you could drink something so disgusting and bad? The parents of these children are relieved to know that you aren’t trying to influence them into drinking after you expYlained why you gave them a sip of alcohol.

A drunkard that lectures kids to not drink any alcohol at such a young age, and if they ever do so wish to drink in the future… drink moderately at least where you won’t get drunk. Ironic, isn’t it?

Now that you’re dating Shinobu, you noticed that you haven’t been drinking at all these days. Perhaps… this is because she kept scolding and giving you an earful whenever you’d arrive home drunk, go to her drunk, or just be drunk in general.

This was no way for how you should be living your life right now at all. Thus, led to Shinobu negotiating with the bartenders to not serve you any alcoholic drinks anymore. Fortunate for her, they were very much understanding, as they could understand where she was coming from.

After a few months have passed, you’ve completely stopped drinking. Shinobu couldn’t help but feel like a proud mom with you overcoming your addiction to drinking. After all, it wasn’t an easy thing to achieve. The day today was going as smoothly as ever, until some familiar faces had bumped into you and Shinobu.

“Hey! Watch where you’re going- S/O?!”

“…” Shinobu recognized their faces the moment her eyes landed on them. Before they could even get another word out, she grabbed your hand and walked in the other direction. You were confused as to why she had pulled this stunt when your old friends were trying to strike up a conversation with you.

Once you were further away from where you were, you immediately asked her,

“Shinobu, what was that all about? Why’d you run off with me like that?” You asked, looking at her very puzzled.

Shinobu turned to look at you, sighing, “…They were going to try and pressure and persuade you into drinking again. I could sense it, my guts told me, and I just couldn’t ignore that feeling. I don’t want you to become an addict again like you were back then.”

You blinked at her.

She stared into your eyes for a few seconds before quickly averting them.

“Oh. Well, makes sense… you’re my girlfriend and all and you just want what’s best for my health!” You chuckled at your words as you grinned.

“I promise you that I won’t ever go back on my word. I promised you I’d stop drinking and I’d never think of breaking that promise that I swore to you.” You reassured her.

Shinobu sighed of relief, her cheeks slightly red, “Good. Now, how about we go and check in on the boss? I’m a bit worried he’s causing a ruckus again…”

“Yeah sure, let’s go and find Itto and the rest of your gang! Uhm… after we do that, can we perhaps go back to that street? I saw a stall and it was selling one of my favorite dishes.” You asked nervously.

Shinobu gave you a calm nod. Removing her mask and pulling it down, she kissed you on your cheek. (If you’re tall, then pretend she got on her tippy toes to kiss your cheek, if you’re short, then think of the opposite.)

You blushed, looking at her with widened eyes. You felt your face getting hotter and hotter by each passing second. Though, you were not complaining… you could get used to being kissed like that by your girlfriend in public more.

---------Author's Notes---------

If you ever so wish, go check out my Ao3 account. I've posted a new work over there, completely unrelated to Genshin, but it's about the show "Wednesday". Wenclair is canon, you cannot tell me otherwise. Let me believe in what I want.

My Archive of Our Own account, or otherwise known as Ao3, is Royy_Bluminex.

Please, ignore my first two works... It was a strange phase of mine hahaha. Well, enjoy reading those old works of mine if you wish. I can't say that I'm exactly proud of it... So, if you see something that you weren't expecting, just keep your mouth shut.

Oh wow. Uhm. I'm writing this (this very sentence) like 20-30 minutes after...

My mother just informed me that my dearest cat, Mio, has died. My father seemed to not notice him resting under the car and ran over him accidentally.

Death is unpredictable, which is why you must be prepared to face it.

R.I.P Mio, you were a great cat. I'm glad I took care of you while we still had time.

[parttimesiffrinfulltimeproblem]

Hi thank you for the greyson tags you’re the only person who understands my vision <3

oh my god literally the thing about greyson is he's so implacable he's not just like the sort of bland everyman protagonist that authors use for readers to project onto he's just Like That. he flirts with the coolest person ever by being a complete idiot like. things happen to him and it's so funny every time it's like every other character is in a dystopian novel and greyson is in some elaborate seinfeld episode (ive never seen seinfeld) and even though his actions have weight due to events around him everything he does is so fucking funny. his surname is tolliver and youll never believe who he becomes. he's fascinating he's my babygirl I want to study him under a microscope. im so sorry for the rant but I cannot stop thinking about this man he is such an enigma. I honestly think he's the best instance that I've seen of Just Some Guy as a protagonist/deuteragonist in a story filled with people who fit the genre (which makes him fit the genre and tone of the story in such an interesting way) which is clearly due to shusterman's amazing writing but jesus christ there will never be another greyson tolliver he is the character ever

tl;dr: im picking him up like a bouncy ball and throwing him against the wall

[carrotcakecrumble]

The Charioteer tag game: thanks for the tag!!! I’m so sorry i can’t find who tagged me originally it’s been so LONG but im very grateful this was very fun

1. "He would not fucking say that" only they did and it's canon. When/who?

im sorry but the way Laurie reacts to Gyp’s death girls like. where’s your drama gone girl. your energy, your passion, your over-thinking and over-the-top displays of emotion?????

2. Did they kiss in the study? Yes/no + why you are 100% correct about this.

Ok yes but no but also yes? but also no. but also YES and also no but maybe yes but definitely no except yes?

(Basically i like both the idea that Laurie leaned away and also that girlfriend leant IN, i think Ralph’s reaction makes sense for both right? and i like the implication both outcomes would have throughout the book equally 💅)

3. Mandatory question about Ralph's alleged tattoos.

YES and so much yes i wrote a fic about it. I would also like to add that he definitely has a trampstamp. Can’t say of what at this point in time but let me ponder for a little while

4. 53 vs 59 edition: quote a line or paragraph that is better in the edition you like the least.

Ok so five minutes ago i would have said no clue, but I’ve just seen that bitchery (59) vs cattiness (53) thing and sorry but bitchery goes so hard. Alec’s catty, laurie is bitchy. there’s a difference.

5. Which TC character would feel right at home here on tumblr dot com?

Someone said Sandy and yes definitely Sandy one hundred million percent.

6. Tag yourself at Alec's birthday party.

The ‘is it a queer book?’ guy like CMON. Maybe also Alec’s mystery sandwich, not gonna elaborate. oh and you know how Harry turns up late, embarrasseshimself a bit and then leaves? yeah me too.

7. Post a TC meme: im sorry but this is still the best thing I’ve ever made, i know no one else likes it but the thing is. i find myself really entertaining and clever and funny so.

8. Easy to talk about who deserved better. Who deserved worse?

Ok girls you’re gonna hate me for this and i even hate myself for this but ,, we ever gonna talk about how Reg was one laurie-sticking-his-nose-in away from going and killing a man? and maybe Madge?????? Wasn’t that implied??? some anger-therapy is needed atleast

9. You can break the fourth wall (at any point in the novel) and say a single sentence to our protagonist, Laurie Odell. What do you say?

LOOSEN UP GIRL PLEASE. I BEG. JUST A MILIMETRE LESS UPTIGHT PLE ASEEE I PROMISE LIFE WILL BE SO MUCH MORE FUN. and i wouldn’t say it at a specific point but rather just gently prompt it throughout the entire novel very frequently when he starts to become unbearable

10. What's a question you have about TC? One you haven't found an answer for yet.

HOW DOES RALPH KNOW WHAT HAZEL’S UP TO. DO THEY KEEP IN TOUCH? AND WHY? AND SINCE WHEN? AND HOW?

[ammstify]

Welcome to part 2 of my completely self indulgent Persona AU I made for my friend and I’s silly, gay, adult men ocs because I’m obsessed with this franchise!

Why don't we begin, shall we?

(**NOTE: This is part 2 of my Persona OC AU long post! You can find part 1 on my profile, or in the links down below! Also, I will be referring to my best friend and I's characters by their first name initials, sorry!)

Also obligatory tag for my awesome mutual, @greetings-inferiors! (Btw, love what you've written so far for Persona Green, keep it up!!)

When we last left off, I discussed in full about my best friends special boy and oc, F, and his own Persona Achilles!

Today, we'll be discussing my character this time; My handsome man N! (Completely unrelated to N from Pokemon Black and White, love that depressed prince though <3)

N is a 25 (if 2002) year old, or 30-31 during Persona 3's time (2009-2010), or 39 during Persona 5's time (2016). Regardless of age though, he's a handsome Mexican lad, who despite being just a smidge shorter than his lover F, is a pretty tough and strong dude! He's a masc brunet with a love for Greaser and biker fashion, who loves reading cheap romance novels, working on cars and motorcycles, exercising in the morning, and listening to 80's rock. He is very calm, cool, suave, and a really chill guy despite his sometimes pessimistic attitude!

Though like F, he too struggles with his own trauma and demons. But, through F's love and support, as well as his high-on-life attitude, N overcomes it one day at a time, healing their scars together while living with their heads held high.

N's chosen Persona of course is the other Mythological hero of the Trojan war, and the major supporting character of Homer's Iliad, Patroclus! Or Pátroklos, depending on the version/language used!

Unlike Achilles, who takes a human-like form, Patroclus takes a more robotic shape, resembling that of a transformer of sorts. Its big yet sleek, with parts of it reminiscent of both a badass old style sports car, like a 1977 Pontiac Firebird Trans-am, and some of the sickly designed cars from Mad Max!

The torso is big and bulky, with a leather jacket-like shape forged from the black steel cover the silver-blue metal skin below, with thick spikes similar to the ones on Achilles armor. Only instead of silver, they're a gold-ish tinted bronze. Its arms are thick and bulky too, with transformed metallic parts lining it all the way down to the hands.

Within its forearms, a pair long of bronze spear-like blades lie within, which can be ejected out similar to stiletto blades, or the Mantis blades in Cyberpunk 2077! This represents the two spears Patroclus had taken while acting as Achilles, in order to fight off the oncoming Trojan's! From its stomach, up, and hanging over its shoulders lie thick pairs of silver pipes, two on each side, resembling exhausts that pump out thin wafts of silver smoke. When the Persona is engaged though, it puffs out big plumes of black exhaust, revving up as it prepares to attack!

Connecting down from these pipes, to the topmost area of its stomach, also known as the Sarpedeon's midriff, a large furnace like hatch lies there, with a large visible hole piercing through the grating, lined with that same bronze-gold. This represents the fatal wound Patroclus had received from the Hector, the Trojan prince, while disguising as Achilles!

And not only that, but the blue flame that floats within the furnace-like engine that fills the torso. Despite its appearance, the area around the flame is cold to the touch, and will instantly freeze you if touched. This represents not only Patroclus' life force, but also his still existing soul even after death, and being set free by his boy being burned upon a pyre! Not only that, but it represents the damage N has faced in his own life, with the metaphorical cover over his heart/soul damaged and scarred.

For Patroclus' legs, much like its arms, they are made up of transformed metal parts laid over bronze wire-like thigh muscles, and hefty metallic calves with two deep azure blue motors. The right motor has the name "BALIUS" printed in bold black, while the left has the name "XANTHUS" printed in bold white.

The names and motors themselves reference quite a few things actually! Firstly, the names reference the two immortal horses Balius and Xanthus, who, while not chosen to pull Patroclus' chariot, were very close to him and only allowed him to touch and care for them. During his death, it was even said in the Iliad that the two horses wept for him!

Alongside that, it also references Patroclus' own love for horses, and a slight connection to the symbolism of dice that is often associated with him. Whereas the motors themselves on the other hand connect to N's love for engineering and his connection to being a car mechanic, which happens to be a big part of his life!

Anyway, the two motors connect down to a large pair of wheels for the feet, which allow Patroclus to zip around fast! Upon its back, it probably has a place for N to grab onto and catch a ride on the Persona if needed. Lastly, for its head, it has a metal drill-like Greek olive wreath headpiece, its mask-like silver head similarly shaped to N's while partly protected by the exhaust pipes. Its eyes glow a deep blue, and its hair is shaped similar to N's, resembling a layered slickback undercut, with a pair of thin metal strips resembling twisted overhanging strands!

Similar to Achilles and F, I'm not entirely sure was Patroclus and N's Arcana would be persay? Maybe the Moon, or the Emperor? Heck, maybe even Death or the Hierophant! But I do know that much of Patroclus' skills would focus on Bufu/Ice magic, a few healing spells, and a signature physical move! Think kinda like Morgana, Yosuke, or Makoto's Persona kits!

Also, can you tell I've thought about this one a LOT in-depth?

Anyway, now we can FINALLY GET TO THE CHARACTER DETAILS FOR N!

For his SEES gear, it would be a bulky black leather jacket with a blue or white tanktop underneath, zipped up partway for protection, but also comfort! He likes to have his chest show a little :3c Ofc, he'd have the signature SEES special armband on his shoulder. N would also have a pair of off-black pants, with pair of solid leather gloves, his white Evoker holster wrapped around his right thigh, aviator goggles, and a pair of big bulky combat boots equipped with steel tips!

That's right, his weapon are boots! Unlike Chie though, whose style of fighting mimics the kung-fu and karate films she loves, N's is a combination of Kickboxing, Muay Tai, and Jeet kune do! He strikes with his fists before delivering a combination of 1-3 big, badass kicks to knock out his opponents! Think kinda like how Spike Spiegel fights in Cowboy Bebop!

Anyway, for his Phantom Thieves costume, its a lot similar to his SEES outfit and normal war, but with a twist. The main inspiration for it is none other than the outfit of the protagonist of th Mad Max film series, Max Rockatansky! More specifically, the outfit he wears within the 2015 video game. N dons a wholly leather outfit like Max, and surprisingly, Makoto! (btw can you tell she was an inspiration for this? Like a LOT?!)

Between a leather jacket, with a single leather pauldron, leather belts, leather harnesses, leather jeans, leather boots, leather gloves, how many times can I say leather? And of course his mask, which unlike F's, is an ornate metal mask like this one, but yknow with the bottom half cut for his face, giving a strangely elegant appearance to this overall tough and rough outfit!

And last but not least, N's codename.... Fury, named after the "Furies", also known as the Erinyes or Eumenides, the Greek goddesses of death and vengeance who punish the wicked and sinners!

Yes, I know N is a cisgender man, but I thought it'd be a really cool name and tie-in, given that Patroclus' death is avenged by Achilles!

"But, Ammy, wait-" I hear you say as you look down, "Why is there another part???"

Well my dear friends and readers, due to the big size of this one too (and because I'm a sneak), I'm doing a part 3 where I'm going to discuss the 2nd Evolution/Ultimate Personas of F and N, as well as some fun miscellaneous stuff! Maybe even answer some questions, so I hope you look out for it after enjoying this one!

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

[scienceoftheidiot]

I've grown way too unhinged with these "asks", but I've been meaning to send you this one for a while, so please indulge me!

From what I've noticed, a lot of the Royai fan artists I follow tend to prefer drawing Riza, when they're not portraying her with Roy. But I've noticed that a number of your pieces focused on Roy only, which I find very interesting! Would you say that his character inspires you more than Riza, artistically/creatively speaking? If so, in what ways?

Please tell us more! And thank you, as always <3

Lol not unhinged at all I love to receive asks, I just always forget to reply 🥲🥲 sorry 🥲 so, first, thank you very much for asking ! 🥰❤️

And lol yeah, sometimes I feel like I stick out like a sore thumb among the Royai people. But eh, healthy ecosystems need biodiversity 🤣

I hope my answer isn't too long.

I do have a preference for Roy in drawing, for a number of reasons.

I precise in drawing, because I do love writing Riza, not more than I do writing Roy, but they're relatively even for me - even if, yes, I tend to favour Roy because he's easier for me, there, too.

I like to draw him, because I like his face, expressions and postures, and I like to explore them. He's a fun little guy to draw, when I think Riza is cool AF (and I have a lot to say about her character, too!) but she's not as fun to draw for me (once again I love her and she's in fact the female character I have drawn the most I think, because I have a hard time drawing women, but still, if I'm looking for a quick doodle, I'll go towards Roy).

But yes, they're more or less indissociable for me, and for proof my first fan art for FMA was indeed Royai (here!).

Anyway. While Royai is my favourite ship and I love Riza to bits, my favourite character in FMA is Roy. Roy first. (And my husband has understood that well, he's calling me when we do a rewatch and Roy appears on screen and I'm not watching. Like HURRY ROY IS THERE).

Now, if anyone who knows me from earlier than my FMA obsession reads this, and I describe the utter mess that is Roy, they'll understand that it couldn't have gone any other way. Here's a man in a position of power, who hides everything behind a façade, who's a nerd and highly intelligent (I admit I'm often irked by some posts in the royai fandom. This guy is smart. He's goofy, he's a dork, but he's smart. Book smart, he's a fine tactician, and he can command. Erasing that is erasing part of his identity, and I'm sure part of why Riza loves him, too), has a weird sense of humour even though he can also be intense af, is crushed by unbelievable guilt from his past actions (I admit Roy and Roza both beat all of my previous fixations in that, good job being war criminals, guys 🙃) and intends to repair what he's done as much as he can, one way or another, whose sole goal is to make things better for others/his place/his country, whatever he has to give up for it to work, who inspires others doing that, and who gets badly injured/disabled during the story and keeps going and fighting teeth and nails through it and beyond?

WELL. There is no question I will fall for this dude instantly. This is like. Checking all the boxes for me to be instantly in love with this guy. Like. I think he's actually the only one who checks ALL of my boxes.

I do think however that Roy isn't complete without Riza, and that it's the same on her side (like. I've only tagged my current fic with "codependency" but that's how I write them whatever I write). I'm just fixating on him first, but I still find Riza an awesome character, there's no debate there 😊

Here you go! I've written a novel again lol but I hope I've replied to all your questions. I can talk more about how I see Roy and Riza, I always have more to tell, but really that would just make this even more unpalatable 😅 thank you again for asking 😊

[anamizuiro]

IkeVamp x Genshin brainrots I thought about

(I'm sorry for the sudden switch up in interest, my hyperfixations changes sometimes)

Notes: i used to play genshin but not anymore. So i got updates mostly through youtube

Tags: brainrot, drabble, crossover, may have some incorrect things

- Vincent would hesitate harming the slimes. Who doesn't? They are adorable, despite their attacks can hurt, depending on which element of slime you're facing. He always have this urge to touch them, pet them, or even hug them. So, Theo need to remind him that they have to kill these slimes.

"Vincent, step away from that slime"

"But, Theo, they are adorable!" He raised a small hydro slime up as if he was picking up his raccoon pet, "See? Look at their face"

"...you're making this harder than it should, Broer."

(I'm willing to say that Vincent silently cries in bed after completing the commission)

- Arthur would look at the crystalflies and the seelies and went "Hah! Look at that Theo. Fairies does exist here!", laughing at his face while Theo just rolls his eyes while crossing his arms.

- Jean would join the "Melusine Protection Squad". At first, he was confused with these little creatures. How they are so friendly with everyone around, especially someone like Jean (literally one of them greeted and waved her hand to him while he was taking a stroll on the streets of Court of Fontaine), and the way they walk (or skip?) like a child...

Next thing he knew, he found himself interacting and talking to them. Never once he didn't hear a melusine or two saying "Good morning, Monsieur Jean!" Or "It's sunny today, Monsieur Jean. I hope you're having a good day!"

Congratulations, Jean. They have adopted(?) you.

- Shakespeare will have his plays held in the Opera Epiclese. You bet that everyone will attend, because who's not curious about this mysterious playwright who came out of nowhere and held a play? And then the play was much better than they thought, too!

Some theatre group would probably ask him for advices after watching one of his plays. Or even better, aside from being a playwright himself, he also works as an advisor for theatre group. For free! (And yet they are still willing to pay him)

- Teatime with Comte and Zhongli is a frequent activity. When Comte first visited Liyue, he first met Zhongli sitting on a table next to his, sipping his warm tea while listening to the old tale of Rex Lapis.

When Zhongli adds something to the tale being told, Comte was... intrigued. He thought "this fellow seems to speak as if he once lived there"

Honestly, I don't think he'll be surprised if it turns out his guess is correct.

Perhaps through 'the power of reminscing and warm tea', is the reason they still drank tea together til this day.

- Isaac and Alhaitham will probably bond(?) through 'the power of knowledge'. He's literally a physicist, a professor, of course Alhaitham will be interested with whatever information coming out of Isaac's lips (though he doesn't know Isaac is a professor, he just think that the pink-eyed young man is a very dedicated knowledgeable person)

You might found yourself walking in to their science talk. Like Kaveh did. (He nearly got a heart attack when he saw Isaac because who the fuck is this guy and why did Alhaitham invite him without telling him?! This is the second time something like this has happened!)

- would Napoleon laugh at Cyno's jokes? Would he tumble, wheezing and trying his best to hold his laughter?

- Dazai would probably be interested in the books published by Yae Publishing House. He was just walking in the streets of Inazuma, reminscing his homeland...

and suddenly came across a bookstore, he looked at them and went "oh they have novels here. Wonderful!"

He and Yae Miko will probably be the prankster duo the moment they found out that they have a similiarity (poor Isaac and Gorou)

- Would Leonardo be interested with testing the glider? He invented many concepts in the past (literally made a sketch of a parachute in his old notebook too), so when he see something similar to it, how invested is he with it (how it works etc etc)?

- Bet, Napoleon and Arthur is listed on the "most sought out men in Fontaine" type of list. Arthur being the flirt and the smarty he is and Napoleon's (accidental?) natural rizz.

Napoleon was just helping a stranger, and then said stranger ended up losing focus because his alluring rizz mode is activated.

Arthur pulls out the Sherlock mode and all of a sudden they are impressed.

- Vincent will paint the Fontaine sea creatures after exploring the sea of Fontaine. He found them so cute and lively (the otters are a sweet bunch of fellows who follows him like little pups)

Theo saw how his brother was smiling so happily when he draws and when he checked what's on his sketchbook and found cute sea animals, he is screaming happily on the inside because gosh his brother must have the time of his life exploring.

- Lyney and Arthur wit battle when? They have the smarts though in difference ways. And Arthur respects how he's a magician so i'm sure he won't spill out the secrets of Lyney's tricks. He even admires Lyney for it too! (hehehe Sherlock Holmes vs Arsene Lupin game ref?)

[stitchlingbelle]

Watching Halo, Episode 2

Episode 2

Ok kids, I binge-watched this entire show and took THIRTEEN PAGES of handwritten notes so I didn’t forget to talk about anything that caught me! So let’s be about it.

First off, may I say how much I appreciate that John is not a good-looking guy? He’s just a dude (the other Spartans likewise) and that sells the whole thing to me more than if they were all pretty. (Granted, I also thought Hiddleston and the cucumber guy were not pretty, so YMMV.)

Speaking of the other Spartans, how many are there? “Silver Team” implies the existence of a “Gold Team”, at the very least. And we open with a flashback to at least one getting away, or trying to—is he the only one to try, or to make it out? John apparently was supposed to go with him, or so Soren thought. He doesn’t (obviously), but he does give Soren a small headstart. (I can only assume that John/Soren is one of the top tags on AO3, this is Serious Emotional Bond stuff.) Why is Soren able to want out? Glad John didn’t shoot him.

In the present, Halsey is plotting something, because of course she is. The Spartans are trying to track John down, seemingly under some protest over whether he actually needs to be tracked down. I pegged Kai as the smartest Spartan last episode, and I’m getting confirmed in that opinion now. She questions and she thinks. Whether this is going to serve John’s arc or the UNSC, I don’t know yet.

Here we are with Kwan and Master Chief, with Kwan asking the real questions, which is a talent of hers. May I take a quick aside to point out that asteroids do not, in fact, float around that close to each other? It’s a very fun SF trope, though. Oh, so THIS is why the place is called “Rubble”. Clever. That is a seriously cool asteroid city design. YAY for someone speaking Hungarian! This show excels at showing that more than people from Iowa made it off the planet. (I appreciate all the accents to this end, as well.)

Uh, the armor’s a bit conspicuous, Chief, shoulda left that on the ship. Wow, they found Soren fast. (Has Kwan ever been off-planet before? She’s looking a little overwhelmed. Which is fair, shit is A Lot right now.) I laughed at the “mind the gap” reference. The tram thing is pure Universal Studios Ride bait.

I have a lot of feelings about Kessler and Laera, in order:

Cute kid and happy family? Oh shit they are doomed.

Otoh, Laera’s pretty glammed up, maybe she’s the sell-them-out type

Pale hair, intense eyes, Covenant destroyed her planet? Is she related to Makee?

Cute little stamp, this kid is DEFINITELY doomed

…unless they get to tragically lose Soren, instead? I TRUST NOTHING HERE

“Soren speaks of you often.” “Not that often,” Soren says flatly to the man he left behind. You talk about him constantly because you two were deeply in love, I’m calling it.

Makee is planning a mission to get the magical alien tech, full of references I would absolutely get if I were a gamer and which I instead absolutely don’t. As a fan of several long-running scifi series in an era when a lot of them are retreading ground (some brilliantly, some not), it’s novel, annoying, and deeply refreshing all at once to have to discover things as the characters do. I am still super obsessed with Makee’s costume design, and the aliens’ appearance is very well-done. They clearly put a lot of effort into making them stand up.

The UNSC brass are politicking and plotting, as the brass in any universe does, and I’m sorry, AI and cloning are never, ever good ideas in settings like this. I feel for Miranda getting constantly shut out, etc. I do wonder what the other Spartans want. Like, what are their goals? What do they think of the different people ordering them around?

Back on Rubble, Soren’s getting churros and saying “I know a guy,” which of course he does. Reth was… a choice. Ngl, this whole bit was deeply uncomfortable for me. We did get some good intel on the object and the Covenant. I absolutely appreciate Soren calling out explicitly the Mommy Dearest-ness of Halsey, she has predator vibes you can see from space. I do wish we knew more about the (apparently very few?) prisoners the Covenant takes and why and how they pick them. YIKES YIKES YIKES what did that thing just do? And who else can activate it?

And there goes John, leaving Kwan behind (so she can tragically die alongside the tragedy-bait kid??) and returning to Halsey and her creepiness. Meanwhile, Makee gets a gratuitous nude scene, which on one hand had me rolling my eyes and on the other had me glued to every detail of the construction design of that costume. So thanks, I guess, director dude.

Credits roll… wait, what do you mean, executive produced by Steven Spielberg???

[carolinemathildes]

thank you for tagging me, @onehelluvamarine 🩵

A band you don’t like that many others do: I cannot think of any bands right now but there are so many solo artists like the entirety of the current Top 20 Billboard Hot 100, I do not keep up with new music in any way.

A childhood memory that you remember vividly: riding a scooter down the front steps at my grandmother’s house for some reason.

Least favorite animal and why: gonna say it and be honest and take the hate, dogs. I think there are some nice individual dogs but overall I find them loud, annoying, messy, too needy, too disruptive. I refuse to ever live with one. I do have a phobia of another animal I won’t say because I don’t want people to send me pictures of it lol so I probably hate them more but I encounter dogs more so they’re on my nerves more often.

Hot fandom take: Aragorn is not THAT hot. there were hotter guys in those movies.

Do you wear any jewelry, if so, what’s your favorite piece: I don’t. I wish I did! I have a nice ring and a nice necklace but I don’t really wear them. I wish I had a like, a signature piece or something.

A movie others liked but you didn’t: recently, which I know I’ve mentioned, Past Lives is so well-reviewed and god I just really hated it, I’m sorry but I did.

Three things you love about yourself: I was once bold enough to sing Let No Man Steal Your Thyme a cappella in front of a group of strangers at a hostel. I once took an 18-hour bus ride just to see a movie (and then another 18-hours back). I’ve read all the Hercule Poirot books.

A place you hope to visit in the future and why: Wales. I think it just looks lovely. I was supposed to do a semester abroad there once but couldn’t swing it financially. I’ve been to England, Scotland, and Northern Ireland so I’ve got to go to Wales. I wrote a story that is set so much there! I need to see it for myself.

An actor that gets on your nerves and why: RDJ because he made terrible comments about Alejandro González Iñárritu, he defends the worst Chris, and he’s going to win an undeserved Oscar this year.

Things you’re excited for in the nearby future? I’m almost done the first draft of a novel/story I’m working on, so I am excited so have a first draft and then I’m excited to start the second draft.

Least favorite ship in a fandom you’re in: I never shipped Ted/Rebecca from Ted Lasso, never once even for a second.

What’s the most toxic fandom you’ve been in? I never wrote in it, just read and observed, but The Old Guard by far by faaaaaaaaar.

List three things you find beautiful about life: my nephew’s wavy red hair, when a cat comes over to you for pets, and watching someone hit a home run.

Any dreams for the future? I’d like to see my favourite football club, Man City, play live someday. I doubt I’ll get to Manchester maybe ever, but they’ll be playing in the US soon-ish so it will probably be a lot easier to see them there.

How are you really feeling today? I genuinely struggle with life every day. I wish it was in a cool way that made me stronger on the other side but it’s not. today was okay because I got to talk to a coworker I like (I WFH so I don’t talk to people a lot) and I went to the cinema that has the best popcorn in the world but I also am never actually happy and am always lonely which is a tiring existence.

[tumblasha]

why was i like that (tl;dr in tags)

today i clicked on sgc's ig profile and saw that they use they/them pronouns now. and it makes me want to cry.

bc even tho we Literally went to high school together-ish (they were 3yrs after me?) we had such different experiences.

i was a Girl who hung out with guys who didn't respect me, went out with a boyfriend who was nice to me, and was too shy / awkward / busy being that shy nerd stereotype [1] that i had no "deep friendship". you could ask anyone anything about me and they wouldn't know the answer! and i wouldn't know anything about them!! [2] bc we were a small class (169) and everyone in town was a mix of neighbor and cousin, i got my invites to parties and dances, but i overall felt like i was on autopilot. i don't remember my life until i was ~16 [3]!! why!!!

i think a lot about how dr uju anya had a whole husband and child but over time realized she was a lesbian. not to parasocialize too much with this academic weapon, but i feel like i also had this experience (to a much smaller / younger degree). and i feel so sad thinking about how i could've saved so much pain in high school if i had just known i wasn't wired to like guys like that [4].

and i remember lindie [5], someone who's ~30 now and has been with her now-husband since she was ~13. one day we had a good phone call (post-hs-graduation) and she told me that for literally everyone else she could possibly see romantically / sexually, she's a lesbian. but she and her husband have literally Grown Up together. her love for him is something that goes beyond platonic / romantic / sexual attraction. it's a life partnership in every sense of the term.

this phone conversation lit a lightbulb in my summer 2019 brain. i knew that this high school bf of mine could be a life partner. we started dating when i was 11 or 12 and !!! we both saw each other grow up (at least to some degree). but something in the pit of my stomach told me i couldn't live a lie like that. it wouldn't be fair to him for me to have this self-discovery and just .. continue as if it didn't happen?

and so when someone said that dr. uju's pre-lesbian marriage was "sad" bc she didn't know she was a lesbian, i got (in my head) defensive. bc "it's totally possible to be happy and ignore this part of yourself!" (it's not).

for the longest time i told myself that being bisexual was the easiest sexuality to have bc i knew i liked women and i could always just end up with a guy to make my family happy, if i had to, ya know? i got mentally defensive when ppl online said that "invisibility is not a privilege" and "biphobia is real" bc i was subconsciously using this label as a way to hide the fact that the mere thought of a life with a man made me anxious / nauseous / scared.

and boy did that fear kick into overdrive anytime i was around a guy. if he even smiled at me, i'd go a little silly. it didn't even matter if he was straight, bi, ace, gay, or anything, i'd just latch onto the fact that it was a Man talking to me and i couldn't stop thinking about them and any comment they made that made them seem bored / annoyed at me made me spiral about my self-worth. but if there was ever a case that i Thought they even Maybe had an interest in me, i'd get nauseous again. to this day i feel like i still put guys up on a pedestal so i just have ... no guy friends [6].

this novel is a silly way of saying the following things.

the label "lesbian" is a vibe rn

heartstopper is a painful show for me to watch

sorry if ur a guy i met before i turned 20 that i was weird around : ( /nbh

sgc looks so happy. they're out and they look so happy. why couldn't that be me.

why was i like that.

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[1] i had a goofy jock bf tho so was it really so bad?

[2] and to a certain degree this continues today? i don't know how to hold a conversation, i don't know how to ask questions, i don't have good memory of the conversations i Do manage to hold, my #1 fear is playing the newlyweds game with literally anybody. i once described making friends as 'learning a person's scripts / common conversation topics' and the other person in the room just kinda said 'haha yeah...' and i continued to pset :skull:

[3] and 16-17 was my sad era where i cried basically any time my bf and i were alone together. that man was so patient w me lmao

[4] why do i always say no? why can't i just calm down? why is it weird to describe us as 'friends but we also make out'?

[5] one of the coolest ppl i know. (death + suicide mentioned in this footnote) she was the french teacher that replaced my old french teacher after she died, and lindie really suffered for us. bc it was a catholic school, she was forced to cover up her tattoos, and she had to wear longer clothes (admin always told her to cover up even when she was wearing Long Clothes). she went through so much (miscarriage, lost here sense of self, etc.) and was literally suicidal but she still showed up for us. one of my fav teachers and an inspiration to this day.

[6] except for the two dudes (that might be) reading this, y'all are cool and literally the best. afaik i've been Normal around y'all so yay! growth!!