#spot I’m sorry aaaaaa

[oobbbear]

I heard today is Miku day so take miku spot and some doodles, gitm belongs to @/venomous- qwille

[mossywizard]

If you expect a party gay out of me

You are - only correct in a small capacity

I’m like a cat

With party zoomies that can be pretty wild

But quickly followed by a nap

A nap that lasts weeks

[fallinforerling]

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMY5KHJVr/

just imagine that you're in something with Erling and he sees a story/post about you with a man from your group friend and him being like " what's this ????" and feeling insecure, and then telling him "I don't care about him, I only care about you"

aaaaaa sorry for the rambling, hope you're having a good day <3

the status | e.h

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You knew Erling too well. You noticed every little demeanor about his behavior that gave away certain emotions, especially when he didn’t liked something, and because of this, you noticed that something was really bothering him right now.

You eyed him again across the kitchen, still cutting some vegetables while trying to figure out what could be the possible reason for his annoyance. He looked amazing, even fresh out of the shower. Something about the slick back hair and the simple clothes he used around the house were so attractive to you that it was inevitable to eye him from time to time. That’s how you noticed he wasn’t annoyed five minutes ago. Something happened.

“Everything okay, babe?” You asked after a while, noticing how his shoulders went a little stiff, his brows furrowed while looking up from his phone.

You both exchanged looks before he shrugged, locking it.

“Uh, yeah, yeah… I’m perfect.” His tone was so serious, going perfectly along with his poker face, that you had to physically stop yourself from laughing right there.

Instead, you just arched an eyebrow in his direction, continuing your tasks of chopping vegetables and stirring the pot, hearing from time to time a huff or a sigh coming from Erling, making you smile a bit. Sooner than later…

“Can I ask something?” He said then, still flat-toned. You pursed your lips, trying very hard to stay serious when you looked up from the pot.

“Sure, what’s up?” His eyes followed your movements as you dried your hands and made your way around the counter to his spot. With you standing and him sitting on a stool, you barely made it to his shoulder. He was looking down at you with an illegible expression. “What is it?” You caressed his cheek, wanting to know why he seemed so upset.

Your touch had some effect because his gaze and posture relaxed. You made your way between his legs, hugging his waist as tightly as possible, looking up at him with a half-smile; you wanted to reassure him that you were there to listen.

“I just..” He began, sighing. “I dunno, I saw something that made me a little bit… Look, I don’t want to sound like a jealous prick or something, but…” He ran his hands through his hair, looking frustrated. “Are you, like… Seeing other people?”

The question shocked you a bit, but you couldn’t get really offended by it. You two weren’t exactly a couple, but your relationship wasn’t just a friendship. It was something in between that stressed you from time to time. You kept staring at him, trying to figure out where did that question came from.

“No?” You didn’t want to sound like you were confused, but… You were. “Why do you ask?”

“Well, uhm… I know we haven’t said anything about exclusivity ever, but I was wondering if…” He paused at the last second, biting his lip before shaking his head. “You know what? Let’s just forget that I said anything, ok? It’s dumb.”

“No! It’s not dumb. C’mon! What is it, Erling?” You shook him a bit, eager for whatever answer he was going to give you.

Why was he talking about exclusivity all of the sudden?

“Okay, okay! Here.” He took his phone again, typing for a few seconds before showing you the screen.

You squinted at first, unable to see clearly what was on it given how close it was to your face. After a minute, you saw a post on Instagram. The photo seemed familiar, and your brain took a while to recognize various of your friends' faces. Then it hit you: it was Brad’s post from his birthday earlier in the year. You didn’t saw anything particularly strange until you considered Erling’s point of view. You were almost sitting on Brad’s lap, making a kissing face toward his face.

“Oh…” A light blush started to cover your cheeks. Your eyes made it back to Erling’s face, who was looking back at you with puppy eyes. “That.”

“Yeah?” He seemed anxious for an answer, biting his lip again. “Then? Are you going out with him?”

“My god! No, no. I’ll never date Brad, gross!” You said immediately, wrinkling your nose at the mere thought of Brad being romantically close to you. “He’s just a friend. It was his birthday… Wait, how did you find that photo? It was at the beginning of the year!”

“Uh… I dunno, I was checking your tags?” He looked guilty, which made you laugh a bit. “I’m sorry, I just got a bit curious…”

“Don’t be sorry.” You hugged him again, kissing his neck in the process. “And, no. No dating Brad nor anyone else for that matter.”

“Well, are you sure he doesn’t want to? Seems like both of you are pretty close…” He frowned again, covering his eyes with one hand after saying it. “God, sorry. I just can’t stand the idea of someone else… I’m sorry.”

“Babe! Stop saying sorry!” You took his hand, kissing it as well, just to have more physical contact with him, trying to reassure him in any way possible. “Let’s not talk about him, okay? I only care about you. I’m not dating anyone else, and I don’t want to.”

“Really?” His tone sounded hopeful, which broke your heart a bit. “Are we… dating-dating?”

You smiled, noticing how dumb it sounded to just ask something that at all times was obvious. You gave him a little peck before answering.

“What are we doing here if not dating, love?” You giggled when his face just gave away confusion, excitement, and shyness that weren’t typical of him. “Do you want me to officially ask you to be my boyfriend?” You teased him, enjoying how he blushed and looked away from you.

“Oh, shut it.” You both laughed before he held you closer, kissing you multiple times. “I think dinner is about to burn, baby.”

“What?!” You panicked, looking back at the stove, where your pot was safe but seemingly in danger of spilling all over the counter. “Fuck! Let me get that.”

He let you go, laughing when you gave him a serious look, thanking every God that you still had a dinner to serve.

“Ah, what a girlfriend I have, huh?”

“Oh, now you shut it, Haaland!”

But you couldn’t be more grateful for his laugh and your newfound relationship status.

[mintmatcha]

Mint I have another thought that I need your input with please:

You who has had protected sex this whole time with random people but started to wonder what raw sex feels like. What it feels like when someone cums inside you. And you mention this all to your friends whilst at a party. Your best friend is also at said party (he is so head over heels for you), overheard everything, even the part where your friends say “what about him?? He’s super fit and you’ve never given him the time of day. He drives you around, buys you food, let’s you call him in the middle of the night. He’s pretty much your boyfriend.” You thought about but “no, he’s my best friend…”

But when you had some time to think you realised that they might be right. You trust him, he’s really attractive, takes care of you, he makes you feel safe and maybe even loved? It makes you slowly realise that he has feelings for you so you set out to get him to confess (and also fuck you. fuck you raw)

You’re hoping he gets the hint and start getting more touchy with him. Placing your hand on his chest to say “have you been working out? Oh my god” and wiping off any food on his face with your thumb to then proceed to slowly lick it off.

He can’t help it ofc and falls into your trap hook line and sinker. One night, you’re out at the student bar with your friends and spot him and his little group. Everyone knows each other, no need for introductions, so you start buying shots to build up your courage to approach him. 5 shots in and you’re ready, your friends all know that you’re trying to shoot your shot with him now (finally)

You walk up to him, link hands with him and say “let dance” and of course he lets you take him. The music was good, too good to the point you wonder if you could get away with some more scandalous moves on him. So you turn around, grab his hands and place them on your hips and start grinding your ass on him. And boy did he love it, I mean you think he does, you can feel his dick getting harder against you and that’s enough proof for you. He was so overwhelmed and but started to move at your pace, gripping your hips harder and harder, he brings his mouth down to your neck and starts kissing.

He can taste the salt on your skin and it drives him crazy. Fuck, is he allowed to do this. Do you realise what you’re doing?? Are you really interested in him or is this all in his head? You turn your head and meet his lips and that answered all his questions.

Mint. I’m so sorry. I did not realise how much I wrote until someone literally called out my name irl and asked what I was doing lmao

THIS IS SO TASTY AAAAAA

[whchenlvr]

THANK YOU SM FOR FUELING MY OBSESSION WITH WEAK HEROES, ITS SO DAMN HARD FINDING CONTENT FOR THEM SO IM REALLY HAPPY I DISCOVERED YOU 🥰 YOUR WRITING JUST HITS A REALLY SPOT IN MY BRAIN THAT I CANT REALLY EXPLAIN LMAOOO

SO IS IT OKAY IF I REQUEST SORT OF LIKE A FIGHT/MAKE UP SCENARIO WITH EUNJANG OR THE UNION? 🫣🫶

AAAAAA YES OF COURSE ML AND THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭🫶

making up after a fight ;

weak hero union x gn!reader

gray yeon

➤ you were upset about something at your part-time job, and when you tried to confide in your boyfriend, he “logically” sided with your co-worker. then he didn’t understand why you were upset with him

➤ “are... are you mad at me?” he’d ask, clueless, to which you huff and cross your arms. “yes.” “oh... so are we fighting?” “yes.” “oh. okay, then?”

➤ to make it up to you, even if gray doesn’t know what he did wrong, your boyfriend would buy takeout from your favorite restaurant to surprise you

➤ “look, i’m sorry. i’m honestly not one hundred percent sure what i did, and if that makes you even more upset, then i’m extra sorry. will you talk to me now?”

➤ you’ve always had a soft spot for gray’s subtle affection, so when he openly apologizes, you give in and explain the situation, even apologizing to him for being upset. your fight ends with binge-watching your favorite show together

ben park

➤ “fuck you.” “fuck you!” was the last ‘conversation’ you and ben had after a heated argument. you knew it’d been about something school related, but you couldn’t remember what exactly

➤ ben was angry with you at first, but when he finds you sitting by yourself after school, he’s more curious than anything else

➤ when he approaches, he hears you sniffling and watches as you wipe your face with the sleeves of your (his) hoodie. ben’s instantly at your side, rubbing your shoulder and asking what’s wrong

➤ “i just feel so bad. i didn’t mean it, i swear!” “please stop crying, i’m going soft!”

➤ the playfulness in his voice makes you laugh a little, wiping the remainder of your tears away. “i’m sorry, by the way. for, you know, swearing at you.” ben would chuckle at the shyness of your words. “yeah, yeah, me too. cutie.”

alex go

➤ he’s bitter. just bitter about the whole fight and how quickly it escalated

➤ you’re feeling bad yourself, guilty of raising your voice when you could have kept your temper

➤ still, you and alex put your differences aside and agree to meet on the rooftop of your workplace the next day, a nice getaway spot for the two of you

➤ “so,” “so… you wanna start?” “alright.” clears his throat into his fist and everything. “uh, yeah. that was… weird.”

➤ it took a while, but eventually, the conversation does flow. “look, i shouldn’t have yelled at you. i’m sorry, alex.” you apologize, and he can’t hide his smile. “wow. y/n l/n? apologizing? i must be some sort of god—“ “yeah, don’t push it.”

gerard jin

➤ honestly, i see gerard feeling super guilty whether or not he initiated the fight

➤ “y/n… can we talk?” even if you’re still mad, who are you to turn him down?

➤ you’ll sit next to him, and when you feel the weight of the situation on you, you rest your head on gerard’s shoulder and sigh. “i’m sorry.”

➤ “what are you sorry about? don’t… don’t stress, it’s all good, alright?” he hates fighting and knows you really dislike it as well

➤ you’d nuzzle your head against his shoulder and smile. “okay. don’t stress, either.”

teddy jin

➤ you’re both pretty petty about this since neither of you thinks you were in the wrong

➤ still, you sit beside each other on the steps ascending to your apartment. it isn’t long before teddy speaks. “i can’t believe you shaved my cat.”

➤ you sigh, tired of this conversation.“for the last time, she had fleas! what would you have preferred me to do?” “medication, y/n, medication!” “well..! i didn’t think of that at the time!”

➤ teddy huffs angrily at your response and throws himself back against the stone steps. after some more silence between you, he nudged your foot with his shoe. “it’s… fine. it’s just hair, it’ll grow back. and at least the fleas are gone.”

➤ you apologized once more, then the two of you spent the next two hours at a pet store, searching for some cat clothing for co

[cyaino]

Omg I pulled an all nighter reading your fic, it’s SO good!? I remember reading through the first chapter thinking how amazingly floored I was, then I was completely sucked in entirely. Oh the comforts of my bed, a day off from work/school, enjoying an amazing Star Wars fic is the best way to re-energize.

I love love this fic so so much: How you fleshed out different characters that I could tell apart their traits for who they are—you giving each character their own spot light to shine and balancing out their interactions with other characters—it makes the world feel more lived in and lively: Obiwan being a sweetheart, Ahsoka being her silly self, even making more OCs up with Emma!!!, etc., how there’s actual support for/from other women characters (makes me so sad whenever anakin fics paint Padmé as just an obstacle), the writing style is such a wonderful mix of gorgeous, serious tone settings and also humor (I can’t count how many times I giggled and kicked my feet with what transpired), and I just LOVE the first few chapters so much with the plot of language barrier. I think it’s such a compelling story arc where the characterization is only through physical movements and tone; forced to be in the same helpless state as the Reader being confused about the newness of it all—the misunderstandings, the desperation finding different methods to communicate, body language/facial expressions. SO SO GOOD!!! AND YOU STILL PORTRAYED THEM SO WELL!!!

The plot is so interesting too with how much mystery shrouds—I came up already with so many theories of why things are happening/how they’ll end (really hyping myself up for Anakin/Padmé/Reader endgame); I won’t add it though cause this ask is already so long/don’t wanna accidentally spoil newcomers T_T but I love when fics work out storylines in a multidimensional way with it’s varying complexities of “what is going on…”

Chpt 12 was so beautiful too with how you described the setting of the foliage and lighting, ooooh I am living within your fic!!

I can’t wait to see more of your future chapters and where you’ll lead the story—I’m so so excited (for more horrors Reader will face LMAO) 💗

Btw! Do you have any fav Star Wars x Reader fic recs (LOL recs autocorrected to Rex’s)

AAAAAA omg i had to read this like four times cos i kept getting flustered, thank you for such lovely long messages <3 I always come back to these when I'm feeling lost while writing

It's hard to talk about without spoiling because I have so much planned out already, but it's so cool to see reactions as things develop. i need to write faster so I can babble about things that haven't been revealed yet

I'm particularly excited to develop the love triangle (more of a web tbh) and see people's reactions.

I'm so happy that the mystery is coming across too! It's so hard to balance the right amount of clues without being too vague or too forward ;; This is my first multi chapter fic, so I'm learning as I go, but it's been a lot of fun :D

Unfortunately I haven't been in the fandom very long, so I don't have any recs but i'll try to post about them when I do !

Again thank youu, sorry I take forever to respond, I'm a busy-adhd-bee but i appreciate it so much <3

[celestie0]

you putting “message in a bottle” in the kickoff playlist is so spot on bc i was listening to that exact song after i finished chapter 1 LOL. and “gold rush”??? one of the most gojo-coded songs ever.

i just wanted to say how much fun it’s been binge-reading this series. you put so much thought into the reader and gojo’s character, and i think it really makes them feel like real people. every few minutes i have to rant to myself about their actions bc i’m so passionate about them lol.

i love that you made their vulnerabilities feel real too. a lot of times characters like gojo who are heavily flawed tend to lack understanding from the audience because we can’t fathom why we should feel sympathy for a character like him, but the way you wrote his backstory made total sense as to why he is the way he is (like no joke right after chapter 6 i was like “this man needs to be humbled i can’t stand him” and then 2 seconds later i read his backstory in the next chapter and go “oh,,, shit,,,,”).

the digimon convo made me laugh LOL IT WAS SO CUTE. idk why but seeing guys be obsessed with a show or movie they loved since childhood is so precious to me 🥹

i cannot wait for the grovelling to continue. as much as i love gojo, he’s gonna have to do the most to show that he’s serious about the reader after everything thats happened 😤 and thE WAY I WAS SCREAMING AT THE RECENT CHAPTER OMG. i was begging the reader to leave and she did better by smacking tf out of that asshole, like YES thank you for having a backbone 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

i hope the reader becomes a super successful director and makes a movie that wins all the awards!!!(bc she does NOT need those gross men who kept belittling her) and thank you for writing, it’s been such a pleasure to read 🫶

my loooove thank you sososo much for this ask omg!! 😭💕 your comments on the series have me cryinnggg it means a lot to me :””) sm serotonin rn aaaaaa im so happy you’re enjoying the series!!!

YES message in a bottle is so glitter pen feel good happy song n i listened to it sm when i started writing kickoff (to me it fits the vibe of the sunny utoykyo practice field scenes where gojo walks her out to the field n stuff lol)

you put so much thought into the reader and gojo’s character, and i think it really makes them feel like real people. every few minutes i have to rant to myself about their actions bc i’m so passionate about them lol.

thank you SO much for saying this 😭 i do indeed think a lot about their characteristics LOL more than i do ab writing style or plot or anything else so to hear that it’s coming across to readers makes me so happy :”) BAHHA omg ranting about their actions is so real tbh i take breaks writing to do the same sometimes LOL

like no joke right after chapter 6 i was like “this man needs to be humbled i can’t stand him” and then 2 seconds later i read his backstory in the next chapter and go “oh,,, shit,,,,”

PLS i only realized after i published ch7 how weird it must be for readers who are binging to go from ch6 to ch7 😭 it goes from like horny & angry to just depressing JSKDJDHD but i’m glad it wasnt too much whiplash haha n that you enjoyed the characterization of his backstory :”) tbh that chap was almost gonna be in reader’s pov (w/out gojo backstory) n so when lovely readers like u mention that you appreciated the chap the way it is i really feel as though i made the right decision :””) ty for that

HAHAH i lovedd including the digimon scene it was so silly n cute n its also canon gojo likes digimon so it was just so much fun. AND YES READER SLAPPING TF OUTTA REN N THROWING ALCOHOL IN KAI’s FACE WAS 10/10 MOST SATISFYING THING TO WRITE I FELT THE CATHARTIC RELEASE OF A HUNDRED SUNS FROM THAT

yess 🙌🏼 reader is gonna slay in the film industry fosho, i’m manifesting for her n by manifesting i mean i will write it into existence LOL i’m excited to write some post-grad content for them once the series is over :”) tysm for this ask bb im sorry my response is kinda long LOL but i just had sm fun responding to your words 😭💕 have a wonderful day!!

[dannystheone]

hiii omg i am so obsessed with your south park fics and head cannons!! your ideas and writing are so good 💗💗 i’ve been looking forward to ur style fic like all week <3 and your kyle hcs are so cute, lee kyle is the cutest thing in the world <33 the bit about his freckles 😭😭💗💗 omg…

i hope it’s okay if i share some head cannons!! sorry there’s a lot i am obsessed lol

sometimes kyle shows up at the bus stop in the morning grumpy, which the others find annoying, so kenny and stan team up on him and attack him with pokes and tickles 

stan one time tried to help kyle feel better about himself bc kyle’s insecure about the way he looks, especially his hair, so stan reached up to play/mess with it but his fingers accidentally got too close to kyle’s ears.. cheer up tickles ensued until stan forced kyle to admit that he’s good-looking

kenny somehow knows everyone’s worst spots 

but he’s the sweetest ler ever, playfully teasing and complimenting whoever he’s tickling

wendy found out stan’s ticklish and thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world <3 she’s obsessed with his dorky giggles

shelly uses tickles on stan instead of violence when she’s annoyed with him and knows that their parents are close by (sharon catches their tickle fights some times and thinks it’s adorable)

imp tweek wags his tail and frantically flaps his wings while being tickled 

also the inside of his wings are ticklish

idk if you’ve seen the superhero episodes yet (my apologies if not) but the other kids like to tickle mysterion until his voice cracks bc they think his high-pitched squeals and laugh is such a funny contrast to the deep voice he puts on

also mysterion was trying to cheer up karen one time and was like “hey your brother told me of a game you two play sometimes” and they played tickle games until she was happy and smiling again 

sorry again this is so long this show is corrupting my brain lol thank you for reading all this! also thank you so much for all the content you’ve been providing us with lately!! 💗💗 you are the best!! i’m so excited for your bunny fic <33 i hope you have a great day!! 

Oh

MY GOD ANON YOUR HAND IN MARRIAGE PLEASE 💍 (this is a ring pop btw)

I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THESE IM SQUEALING AND KICKING MY FEET EEEE

ALL OF IT IS CANON I WILL BE OBSESSING OVER THIS THANK YOU AAAAAA MY GOD

IF YOU HAVE MORE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SEND IT <33333

[jolapeno]

aaaaaa i love the birthday bash it’s such a cute idea and omg happy 5k too!!! you completely deserve you beautiful person!!! 💜

🎬 for nowhere to run, so far which chapter is your favorite and why?

and, if i’m allowed a second question

🎬 what do you do to help figure out a character’s “voice”, because the characterization is your fics is always 👌🏼🔥💯

BEAUTIFUL! thank you so much for the ask (and about the 5k, much love!

I rambled on, a lot, so I’ve answered under the cut (I’m sorry) big loves 🩷✨

🎬 my favourite chapter of nowhere

chapter five. it’s the one I could blend the most with the show naturally for one, but it’s also the moment things change for them. I think i write (for the sake of not finding a better word) romcom filming–like, I’ll linger on moments that tv shows or movies would slow the frames down, perfectly centre the couple or show one staring longingly. and this had so much of that, from him spotting her across the room, to him finding she snuck in to watch him, to him showing up at door to her waking up beside him. it’s also the first time they’re relationship bled from night to day (i.e. evening to morning) and that was important for me. and it felt so natural—that they’d let one another in. and that Javi had gone to her, not so much for help, but comfort.

🎬 how do I figure out a character voice

okay, first up thank you 🥹🥹. (not being self deprecating) but I know I’m not the strongest in terms of descriptions or locations, or big action scenes. but I like to think I’m good at people. so thank you!

so once I’ve watched or studied them a bit, I try and find what makes them tick. now part of this is down to my anxiety I think (because I always look to see how someone acts, what annoys them, to mask myself into being a person who can be fluidly be around them). so I usually look at that, what their stresses are and begin working out what the opposite of that would be. from there, it’s finding out whether they’re a talker or a show-er. Javi for instance talks a lot, but he masks a lot of his truer feelings so it’s showing that in body language. Ghost is like a brick wall. Soap however is more willing to show and talk. and then I just try to find a “reader/person” who will needle their way into their life. often it goes back to what is their stresser or what they need comfort for in their life.

so cause we used nowhere as an example above. “Luna/Moonie” is someone who initially suggests she’ll support him, something he does not have with Steve going. she also needed to be guarded, because Javi often undoes people—his thing is he understands people, motive. so removing that from him is something that makes him tick. her matching him in terms of professionalism, flirtatiousness and occasionally stubbornness, is what pushes them to acknowledge and accept one another. to make them show up. cause they both know where the line is. and like earlier, the use of night to day shows the transition of their feelings, without saying it.

because they’re guarded, Javi has a job to do—one that he feels will make himself feel better for what happened before. Moonie has been hurt a lot by someone close to her, she’s faced a huge personal loss and is traumatised by her experience in Cali because of that. But they both end up realising that they’re each others rafts. Javi feels better in himself when he’s around her, like she quiets the voices; she finds herself not unravelling when she’s close by (actually sleeping when he stays round that first time). they’re all minor things, but they’re things I highlighted that I thought were important and helped build my idea of who they were in this situation.

honestly can’t believe how much I rambled, I’m so sorry. I’m not even sure if I answered your question 😂

[notasapleasure]

EastEnders run (2000-2001), Part 2/4

26 September 2000

Welp, Dot's not in jail! But she's trying to get herself arrested...

Jack - still standing right outside Sandra’s home omfg it's a bloody wonder Beppe hasn't spotted you there...

Especially when you're being so discreet!

Sandra tells him to wait there....👀

We're much more amicable now, seemingly... He's been busy going up and down to Bristol and wants to know her thoughts on his transfer. "It's a nice place to live!" *charm offensive* Country, seaside and his family nearby!

We have to explain it all again, but yes, he still wants her and Joe to come with him.

She apologises for having to take a call from Ian, but he's a nob and just issues his ultimatum - he wants to know by tonight if it's him or Beppe...

Sandra actually goes running after him to say she can't decide that quickly. They agree to meet in the pub at lunchtime - standard!

Frank! I thought it was illegal to cheat on Barbara Windsor, that's not allowed! My god the men of EastEnders are all so needy and pathetic. And Kat Slater? Much more of a badass than my 'not like other girls' teenage self realised. But also still a bitch.

I'd been wondering from what the solicitor said that Sandra would be made to choose between staying put with her career and Joe and going with Jack to be a stay-at-home mother...but given how Ian's finances are going I think she'd do well to get out of there.

...........

What.

What was that.

Hang on.

????

I'm including the awful quality screencaps so you all know I'm not making this up.

Sandra, normal voice, sigh: "You want me to rip up my life again? And I'm sorry, the answer's gotta be no!"

Jack: *presses the table like a game show buzzer* *makes angry buzzer noise*

Jack, with an American accent, aggressive: "I'm sorry baby, that's the wrong answer, you don't win tonight's star prize..."

Sandra, normal voice, unfazed by this unhinged display: "What would I tell Beppe?"

Jack, continuing: "And the prize was a glorious lifetime for three in the West Country with your son and the man that you love."

Jack, normal voice: "What a terrible shame."

.......

That was. Inexplicable???

I genuinely can't believe how Sandra handled that. I guess he must do it all the time?

Oh no, he's insulted the East End as not a good place to raise a child, so does that mean he's on the wrong side of the narrative?

Also EW, when her phone keeps ringing for work and his response is "Switch it off!" I'm chucking out the spray bottle and grabbing the super-soaker. Bad man. Stop speaking.

She has to go, and he just says menacingly: "Change your mind." Fucking charmer.

23 October 2000 (the video for 3 October was mislabelled 2 October smh)

AAAAAA IT'S THE PREGNANT SONYA STORYLINE IT'S HAPPENING HOW IS THE RUN WITH JOPLIN IN THE PRECISE PERIOD OF EPISODES I WATCHED WHEN I WAS A TEENAGER AAAAA

Sandra watching Beppe goofing about playing football in the market fondly. To be fair, he doesn't seem to have done anything wrong for a while, and Jack's been a dick. I suspect that at the time I watched this before I was grudgingly on Beppe's side.

Pat: "I wouldn't want you if you came gift-wrapped in your birthday suit in a revolving bow-tie!"

Me, who had spent years hoping I'd actually imagined that scene: 😫🙈😫

Also, I blame the priest for setting off Dot's guilt complex 🙄

Oooh Sandra's talking about 'just leaving' before Ian's affairs go tits-up...

AAAAAAAAA THE BOW-TIE AAAA

Jack wasn't even IN that one AAAAA

Urgh it was mislabelled and was the 3 October one so that's another missing episode I guess. How bloody typical for it to be that one???

5 September 2000

There he is, phew! Still hanging around outside her house. Still making demands and ultimatums.

But Sandra says she might call him later...

Ian's really being a dick and his business is tanking, go onnnn Sandra go to Bristol and we'll forget all about the random American accents, overbearing aggression and uhh yeah no, maybe she just needs better taste in men. Head for the hills, babe!

Guess she phoned him up to arrange a date at the allotments :')

He's putting the charm on again, talking about big gardens and getting away from work stress. I know I'm sold all over again...

But Sandra feels sorry for Beppe

Jack is surprised she *also* checked about custody with a solicitor...yep, she does seem pretty capable Jack! He's pleasantly surprised, certainly.

Heart eyes motherfucker

Back at home, accompanied by an unsubtle comment about gardens, Sandra feels Beppe isn't behaving like Joe's dad but his best mate, and then Beppe accepts her criticism and is very sweet about it. Awkward!

---

End of Part 2! Wow, Jack has a wildly unstable personality, and Sandra, despite having said no a million times, is being presented as undecided so we can string this out a bit longer. I wonder if we’ve missed any conversations between her and Beppe about that second child she supposedly promised to try for, because otherwise it’s just looking from these scenes like Jack’s being a pushy dick and Beppe’s a reformed man with only sunshine and puppy dogs in his heart...

Guess we’ll see...

[onekisstotakewithme]

Behind the scenes: 1, 8, 15, 18?

Neeks!!! 💜🥰

What was the first fandom and/or pairing that you wrote fic for?

It was for Lost, for a rare pair that had like maybe two fics on ff.net (and it's absolutely terrible, I wrote it when I was thirteen!). Fun fact, it's actually still on my ff.net profile. I'm too nostalgic to delete it.

8. Do you listen to music while you write? If so, share a song that’s been inspiring you lately.

I either listen to music constantly when I write or I need to write in absolute silence, it doesn't logic to me either. But a song that's been inspiring me lately is probably "White Hot" by Tom Cochrane.

15. A Hollywood producer tells you that they want to film just one of your fics. Which fic would you want it to be?

Aaaaaas if the answer could really be anything but "ye who are weary, come home". I mean is anyone really telling me that they don't want to watch a MASH reunion? (Just kidding, but I want to watch it.)

18. What is a line/scene you’re really proud of? Give us the DVD commentary for that scene.

Oh boy. This is a tricky one... but a good question nonetheless. (Brain... shutting... down...)

I think I'll put this under a 'read more' so I don't bombard people with analysis ;)

I guess a scene I'm particularly proud of is I guess the confession/triad getting-together scene, so spoilers for 'ye who are weary come home":

Peg and BJ exchange a look.

“Hawkeye,” Peggy says gently, “We wanted to talk to you about us.”

Hawkeye swallows hard, not sure if he’s heard correctly. “About… us?”

“About you and me and Peggy,” BJ says. “And… what we all mean to each other.”

This is the first bit, I really liked having Peg taking the lead (because she's been nudging BJ here the whole time, she's the one who said they could do this!).

“Hawkeye,” BJ says softly, his expression tender. “Hawk. I love you.”

Hawkeye blinks, and it takes a second to sink in. The affection in BJ’s voice sends fissures through him that threaten to crack open at the slightest pressure. “What?”

“God,” BJ laughs a little, tinged with hysteria, shaking his head, and the world is upside down and backwards because BJ- BJ can’t, not with Peggy right here- “I’ve wanted to say that for so long. I love you, Hawkeye Pierce.”

“But… but Peggy,” Hawkeye says, a little helplessly, turning to her, not expecting the tenderness on BJ’s face to be mirrored on hers. It stuns him.

“That’s the funny thing, darling,” she says, and smiles, though she looks close to tears. “I’m in love with you too.”

Here it is!!! The moment of truth!!! And Hawk's reverence for the Hunnicutt marriage means he can't quite believe that they want him - he turns to Peg because he doesn't want BJ throwing her over for him.

“I- I don’t-” Hawkeye stammers, afraid of what he's done. “Y-You two love each other.”

“Yes,” Peggy says patiently, “And you, darling. You’ve seen Singin’ in the Rain, haven’t you? Did Don love Cosmo less for loving Kathy?”

This was in my notes from Day 1. I always wanted there to be a SITR reference in this fic, and this was just. the perfect spot for it.

And the truth spills out, a truth Hawk has carried wound around his heart for five years. “Beej, it’s- it’s always been you. And I’m sorry, I-”

“Don’t be,” BJ cuts him off. “God, don’t you know? You saved me that first day, Hawk. I- I always thought Peg was the one who got me through but- but you did too.”

This makes Hawk flinch, and he turns to Peggy, afraid of what her reaction will be.

“I never meant...” he says, tears welling up anew, “Peggy, I swear-”

“Shh, darling,” she says, brushing a tear from his cheek. “I know.”

“Nothing happened-”

“I know.”

As much as i know "BJ and Hawk getting together in Korea with Peg's permission" is an old standard, I very much wanted Hawkeye to assure her that no, nothing happened between them, because again, he reveres their marriage so much!

“I can’t…” he trails off, looking between them, because to love them is the best thing he’s ever done- but it’s also the most dangerous. “ We can’t.”

“Who says?”

“The law. I- I can’t ask you to do this,” Hawkeye says, horrified. “You can’t risk your whole lives for me.”

“Hawkeye,” Peggy says patiently. “We know the risks.”

“Then you know what loving me means.”

“We do,” BJ says. “And this is worth it, if you’ll have us.”

“I-If I’ll have you,” he repeats. “If I’ll have you?”

“Hawkeye.” Peggy takes his hand. “Darling, BJ and I already decided that this is worth it, that every… every risk is worth it. But it’s up to you to take it.”

“And what about Erin?”

“We’ll talk to Erin,” BJ says.

“But-”

“Hawkeye, we could hash out every single detail right now,” Peggy says. “Or we could figure it all out later. We have time.”

Hawkeye looks between them, feels his heart crack open, and all he can do is stammer, “You stand to lose a lot by loving me.”

“Maybe,” Peg says.

“But the way we see it,” BJ says, taking his other hand, “we stand to gain a lot more.”

This. This right here is my triad manifesto. It isn't always going to be safe - it's a hell of a risk - but it's worth it and they CAN be happy. It's not going to be easy, but it will be love.

And Hawkeye feels the last piece of himself that he’s been missing since Korea – the last piece of home – fall perfectly into place.

I mean c'mon. Home is his dad and home is the Hunnicutts and I think the best answer for him is having people who knew him before AND during the war.

Thank you, this commentary is probably a bit silly.

[wooahaes]

sunflowers are gorgeous, my step dad is growing a few, i'll get some photos for you!!! 💛💛💛

i've been rewatching a lot of gose lately, it cheers me up and gets me through an anxiety day or if i have a bad work day <33 he's so good as mafia!!! <3 although the one ep where he's mafia and seungkwan is the police and he checks hoshi, learns that he's the mafia and then gets killed IS SO HEARTBREAKING GRR 😂😂😂😂 POOR KWANNIE >.<

okay now i'm trapped between hoshi and jihoon, i read a few jihoon fics this morning and then watched a few compilations and now i'm STUCK BETWEEN THEM AAAAAA

i am definitely that person too, esp if it's something genuinely hilarious. you laugh at something funny and then someone's laugh just sets you back off again 😭😭😭

omg wait no that would be completely chaotic, i don't think anyone other than cheol is equipped to deal with how chaotic svt are <33

i love hsm so much you don't understand </3 i want to erase my memory of hsm and watch them all over again i'm OBSESSED :o i'm being biased here bc he's my url but i just want to have a day out with seungkwan, i just think it would be the most fun </3 we can both be so savage and i feel like our personalities are so similar <3

omg yes yes, LEE KNOW PLS, him and his cats are so beautiful to me!!! 🥰 my s/o and i have two cats together, he gets SOOOOO flustered over baby animals! when he sees bunnies, his voice goes so high pitched and he screams "BUNNYYYYY" 😍😍😍😍

you just can't help but bias the whole group tbh <3 they're my favourite group. i've actually had the same favourite artist for the last 18 years which are a band called mcfly but i think svt have taken that number one spot in my heart. i've been wrestling with the both of them since i first listened to svt 6 years ago but nah, i think svt have my whole entire heart <3333

hiii heather sorry for taking forever to reply to this!! i literally panicked when i came to reply bc i thought it got deleted somehow :(

omg please do!! i’d love to see them <3

one day i will just... sit back and watch gose and tmap and probs the different skz stuff. is that from one of the TTT eps? i think i remember that one lol

oh big mood lol i literally switch between wonwoo n vernon based on the day. i am soft for them <3 but honestly all of svt bias wrecks me depending on the day. i think its usually dino and cheol like... most often (dino’s humor <3 i just love how he clowns the others sometimes lmao and cheol’s... everything tbh i love that man), but it really just depends on what they’re doing lol

sometimes i laugh too hard to the point where i go completely silent and it hurts lmao i did have someone go “stop STOP, UR KILLING HER” once in response to me silently crying w laughter

it’d be chaotic but i still want to see it fskhfdf like. looking at shinee, i’m like... there’s only one person who can handle taemin and it’s onew and even then taemin gets away with a lot lmao

BIG mood tho!! they’re such silly fun movies <3 i love them so much. seungkwan would be fun to have a day out with tbh!! i feel like he’d be fun to talk with esp just bc he’s a sweetie who i think would happily carry convo if ur a lil nervous or listen if ur passionate abt something. honestly i think all of svt would be fun to have a day out with depending on what ur doing? jeonghan n jun would both be good for like... rly chill, laid-back days tbh

also minho and his cats... i legit love them so much. he’s such a good cat dad!! also aww ur s/o sounds so cute!! also pls tell ur kitties that i love them omg <3

idk if i’d call svt my favorite group since i have multiple groups that i love + i think shinee will always rank very highly since they’re genuinely very special to me and i love them a lot. + i’m a softie for both trsr, golcha, and skz!! there are simply so many men i am soft for <3 is this allowed--

[2kiran]

AAAAAA YOU WRITTE FOR VALORANT TOO!!!?!!?

OKAY OKAY, MAYBE LIKE, CHAMBER (or Yoru, idk) WITH A DOM MALE READER THAT WANTS TO TEACH THEM A LESSON ABOUT "RESPECT" BY FUCKING THEM SENSELESS!?!?

GRRR TY IF YOU DO

꒦⁺ JUSTE LÀ —— v i n c e n t “ c h a m b e r ” f a b r o n

18+ DOM M READER | SPANKING, ANAL SEX, BRIEF NIPPLE PLAY

“My plan wasn’t smart?” You repeat his earlier statement, scoffing as the words taste bitter on your tongue. Vincent was in your lap, bent over, and reddened ass exposed to you. “You wanna repeat that to me?” He immediately shook his head, a sobbing hiccup rising from his throat. “‘M sorry, mon amour. I didn’t mean—”

Your hand lifts from his ass before it comes back down, “No, no, no. Repeat yourself.”

His face was pink and sweaty, tears building on his waterline. A sharp gasp left his mouth at the impact. He shook his head, silently refusing. He rocked his hips to try to find relief, cock weeping from the lack of attention. “Fucking brat,” You sighed, tone of disappointment. “Do you ever listen to me?” Your free hand grabs his hair, watching his back arch. “I’m—” You land another smack, and another, and another, until tears freely streamed down his face and the look in his eyes were dazed. You yank him back to rest against your front. Kissing his cheek, you murmured apologies for the uncomfortable sting of pain.

“Shhh...” You quickly shush him, thumbs rubbing at his sides to calm him down. His cock twitches when he hears the clink of your belt. One of your hands unzipped your pants, pulling them down with your boxers. He raises his hips in permission, hole wet with your spit and lube. He begins to slide down on your cock, taking it inch by inch. His brows were furrowed in concentration, focusing on not cumming as you stretched his insides so well. “Please...” He whined, apologetically and filled with guilt.

“You just need me to teach you some manners, huh, baby?” He nods quickly in response. Your hand slides under his thigh, lifting it to give you room to move your hips. He wanted to cry harder, thinking that you’re pulling out, no longer wanting to — “Fuck!” He groaned, hole clenching as your thrust felt like you were sending a spark up his spine.

Vincent whimpered your name, his brain numbing by the second. You roll one of his nipples in between your fingers, pulling at it enough to have him sob weakly. “M–mon amour, ah, je suis désolé. S'il te plaît. Juste là— J'ai besoin de toi juste là.” he muttered under his breath, meeting your thrusts when you purposely miss his prostate. Hips trembling as he tries to keep up with your punishing pace. ( t. my love, i'm sorry. please. right there— need you right there.)

“Yeah? Here?” you grind inside of him, a whine slipping past his lips, “You gon’ respect my ideas this time, hmm?” he nods his head rapidly, “Y–yes, ‘m sorry. Didn’t mean to — nngh — insult you like that, mon cœur.” ( my heart ) you angle your hips, hitting that spot inside of him the way he desired. He let out a choked moan, a sudden tear falling. His features were contorted in pleasure, brows drew closer, and a few strands of his hair out-of-place.

If only the other agents knew how Vincent was so easy to break on your cock.

[flowitch]

finally watched collision & the countdown to all out from last night here are my thoughts that would have been lbs if i watched live:

-tk was afraid for his LIFE??? did this man have a knife??😭

-ricky starks is incredible and i feel bad that his momentum keeps getting crushed so hopefully this push continues and he keeps getting good stuff to do

-steamboat looks great!

-BRYANNNNNN <33 i missed him. i hope he’s not coming back prematurely w this injury bc of circumstances hopefully he’s all good

-the bcc are the ultimate tweeners u never know if they’re all heel or face 😭

-mox is unmatched in the backstage promo game. when u let him uninterrupted make magic in the back u cant touch him. i love him so dearly.

-mox putting over oc and himself >>>>

-mox and oc cutting promos these past few days have made this all out match must-see and i love them so much

-make mox interim real worlds champion for the jokes

-i love u danny garcia <3

-max caster’s raps are so tame these days but he always finds room for ballsacks ❤️

-the daniel garcia and daddy ass spot was great

-shoutout to ang for yelling at kevin kelly

-dark order hi honeys!! BUDGE REFERENCE!!!!!!

-alex reynolds looking dapper as fuck

-aussie open on my tv every week thank u tony khan

-nick wayne being adopted by various luchadors is very cute

-i know he’s been back for months now but i am so happy that mark davis is back and aussie open is whole again like i was so sad when kyle relinquished the titles

-collision turning into a show that cornette listeners hate is my favorite song

-kyle fletcher screaming during his matches is a highlight of my week he is very silly

-aussie open falling for people moving out of the way and making them hit each other every week is very funny

-need aussie open to go after the tag belts soon

-YES IM SO GLAD NICK IS UPSET AB DARBY FORGIVING AR FOX

-“just let it go man” HE ALMOST KILLED HIM IN HIS OWN WRESTLING RING?????????

-oh god what insane shit is christian gonna say now

-christian hi honey

-christian just saying nick wayne’s name is funny

-NOT HIS MOM OH GOD

-CLAUDIO BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF YUTA??????

-BCC THIS CRAZY ASS BDSM POLYCULE

-this is gonna awaken things in a lot of y’all

-claudio just going UGH at eddie??? LMFAOO

-EDDIE AND SHIBATA WHAT A BEAST FUCKING TEAM

-shibata using translate is so funny i love him also eddie going AAAAAA was great

-get saraya off my screen

-ruby saying she saw toni half naked in the parking lot throwing shoes at birds??????😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

-i wish saraya wasn’t awful bc she’s funny

-i am so sorry dennis rodman i am skipping this segment

-i haven’t seen any of shane taylor yet so i’m intrigued by this match tonight

-JOEEEEE

-the outcasts have a good theme i’ll give them that

-toni baby girl u are being so brave right now

-shida’s theme is sooooo good man

-things are looking frosty between britt and shida

-KRISSSSSSSSSSS

-kris looks so good i’m gonna fall over

-kevin kelly mentioned aewtix.com and i thought that man said aewtits i went ????

-ruby looks soooo good

-the entire women’s division being stuck in perpetual homegrown vs outcasts feud hell

-OH NO TONI

-spray paint shocker

-shida checking on britt aw

-poor toni

-ADAM HI HONEY

-paused the tv for a sec and adam cole’s big ass blue eyes are open real wide and scaring me. is this what i look like to people

-HIM READING MAX’S PROMO LMFAOOO

-KRIS BACKSTAGE INTERVIEW

-miro’s music is so scary i feel like he’s coming after me

-big meaty men slapping meat

-tk loves a battle royal

-OH ANOTHER WOMENS MATCH ON ZERO HOUR THANK U

-NIGEL CALLING BRYAN BRITTLE BRYAN DANIELSON AND SAYING HES MIRACULOUSLY HEALED LMFAOOOOO

-the all out card is beast i’m sorry

-people are giving the dark order tag match shit but it’ll be a banger match And it makes sense since they’re primarily a roh team now. it’s not like this came out of nowhere people

-FUCK YOU DON CALLIS YOU BALD BASTARD

-is it just me or has don callis still not given an Actual Reason he turned like an actual thing that kenny did wrong??😭

-the bucks and ftr teaming in chicago after yesterdays events is so fucking funny i’m sorry

-ORANGE HI BABY!!!!!!! <333

-another generational oc promo i love him so dearly

-orange putting mox over >>>. they love each other ur honor

-AND I DO NOT HAVE A CATCHPHRASE!!!!!!! i bought that shirt yesterday

-BULLET CLUB GOLD BABYYYYYYY

-juice really is jay whites puppy

-damn where’s cardblade :(

-the first several eps of collision with ftr facing bcg were generational

-the thing that makes bcg work is that they’re a fucked up group of fucked fuckers

-ftr having the worst month of their lives man that’s wild. arrests, punk fired. damn

-bucks are soooo turning heel tonight in chicago and i cannot wait

-A LITTLE CARDBLADE!!!!

-wrestlers watching their tag partner in a singles match and being all concerned in their corner is one of my favorite pro wrestlingisms

-every jay white match is a handicap match bc he teams up w his spit

-i hate diving headbutts

-jay white once again straddling his opponent to pin them

-jay white goes to a spiritual plane after every match. that man is gone

-BUCKS PULLING UP TO COLLISION LMFAOOOOOOOOO

-the bucks shaking each others hands instead LMAOO

-okay moving on to the all out countdown

-the clips they’ve been showing of oc covered in blood ❤️

-i love when taz is on these things bc i love hearing his thoughts

-KRIS

-kris crying NOOOOOOOOOOOOO honey :(

-i love u stat

-i feel like takeshita has better hair than me

-the voiceover man saying bay bay sounded so funny

-still in shock that the last thing we saw on all in before it faded to black was max looking earnestly into adams eyes and telling him he loves him. like that actually happened i didn’t imagine it

-i just don’t think having darby “i take insane bumps every week unnecessarily” allin should be facing a dinosaur man on ppv but okay

-i hope swerves doing well i miss him

[theaterism]

14: a special memory / for fox!!

memory asks - accepting

The freight train had slowed and juddered to an early stop. The children didn’t know the reason behind the delay. Repairs, most likely — a malfunction in the train itself or an issue in the railroad tracks ahead — but freighthopping required secrecy, so they couldn’t ask. For a while, they stayed hidden in the boxcar amidst the crates and the square bales of hay that made them sneeze if they stayed too close to them.

They still cracked the door of the boxcar open for some fresh air. The train had stopped beside a field. Long grasses swayed in a gentle breeze, and the late afternoon sunlight gilded the landscape in gold.

Time passed, the sun dipped closer to the horizon, and Adeline and Henry chose to venture out on their own. They’d spotted a station beyond the field, and they wanted to search for food. The dimness of the evening offered cover. James asked to join them — his invisibility could prove useful, after all — but they refused. Something about fewer people drawing less attention. The reason made sense, but it still left a hollowness inside James. They promised they’d be careful, and before he could protest further, they slipped out the door and vanished into the field.

The boxcar fell into silence.

Maybe, James thought, they feared he’d panic or tune out again. Maybe they’d telepathically decided he’d only slow them down. Maybe they were right.

James stifled the sting of rejection and sought distractions to pass the time. He performed various coin tricks for boxes and hay bales. Finding them a poor audience, he balanced on them instead and leapt between them. When he grew tired, he sat on the floor with his back against a crate. He tried to hear people talking outside — the engineer, perhaps — but only caught birdsong and the rustle of grass.

He waited.

He couldn’t tell how much time had passed, exactly, but it had grown darker. His siblings hadn’t returned. Worries swirled in his chest. His fingers traced the gauze wrapped around his left forearm. It itched. He wasn’t supposed to scratch it, but he still rubbed his knuckles along the bandage absently sometimes, or clutched his sleeve as a weak alternative.

Nearly a month had passed since they’d fled. They’d freighthopped several times along the way. Time had gotten a bit strange for James, though — it stuttered in odd places, his memories fuzzy or missing pieces altogether. But he was trying to stay present. It had gotten a little easier. Focusing on his surroundings helped — on the uneven wood beneath him, on the chill evening air, on the tickle of hay dust in his nose and along the back of his throat. He sneezed.

A lifetime ago, when they still lived in the mansion, the children had sometimes discussed running away from home together. They’d never mentioned this dream around other people, of course, especially not around their— a sharp-edged memory; James suppressed the thought and shifted his focus to the adventures they’d imagined. Sailing and mountain-climbing and jungle expeditions. It was an amusing dream, a fantasy explored with crayon drawings and embellished with the knights and dragons they’d encountered in fairy tales. Homesickness had never appeared in these plans. It had never even occurred to the children. They’d never stayed away from the mansion before, never experienced it themselves.

James didn’t know whether he was homesick. He just knew there was a dull ache in his ribcage that deepened when he was alone and a brighter memory flitted into his mind. Their games of hide-and-seek; the comfort of their bedrooms; the times they’d read together beneath a willow tree in the garden — or rather, the times Henry had read aloud while James and Adeline acted out pieces of the story.

On one hand, he never wanted to return to the house. He wanted to shove the past behind him. On the other hand, he wanted to return and see it one last time, though he couldn’t pinpoint the exact reason why. It felt important. But he couldn’t go back.

There was no mansion to return to.

His eyes stung and tugged him from his thoughts. He’d been staring at the floor. He blinked to clear his vision and realized the boxcar had plunged into darkness. Night had fallen — only starlight and faint lights in the distance shone through the crack in the door. At least an hour had passed without James noticing. His siblings hadn’t returned. He was alone.

Icy dread coiled in his stomach. His heart raced as possibilities darted through his mind. Adeline and Henry could be in danger — they could’ve gotten caught or hurt or worse; the train could leave without them. And he was simply sitting in the boxcar, waiting, useless. He couldn’t lose them too.

The boy reached to tug open the door, but then— footsteps, which stopped just outside. James jolted back and pressed himself against the crate again.

A beat of silence.

“James?” Adeline, whispering through the crack.

Relief washed over the boy. She sounded okay. His own voice came out soft and shaky. “Yeah?”

“We’re back, but— right, so this’ll sound silly, but you’ve got to close your eyes before we come in.”

“Why?” he whispered, baffled. His heart still thrummed in his chest. His relief had grown, though — ‘we’re back’ meant Henry had returned as well.

“Just trust me, alright?”

He took a breath and squeezed his eyes shut. The boxcar vanished into velvety blackness.

“Are your eyes closed?”

“Yeah.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

“Alright. I’ll tell you when to open them. And no peeking ‘til then, or I’ll steal your coins.”

The door creaked as it slid open. The floor trembled beneath him as his siblings clambered inside. A burst of hushed muttering ensued — James couldn’t decipher it properly, but he got the sense Adeline had bumped into Henry, or perhaps the other way around. The door rattled closed again. Crinkling sounds. Soft thumps somewhere in front of him; his siblings had sat down, he guessed. His restlessness sharpened as the suspense stretched. His knuckles rubbed his bandaged arm. But he didn’t peek.

Then, another sound. Quiet and faintly metallic. A familiar sound, one he’d heard many times in the mansion, one he’d never forget: the sound of lids unscrewing from jars. His heart skipped a beat.

Silence for a full minute. James didn’t dare to break it, though he longed to speak. He realized he was holding his breath. He inhaled softly, exhaled softer.

“Right, okay, it’s— okay.” Eagerness laced Adeline’s whisper this time. “Open your eyes now.”

James opened his eyes.

His siblings sat across from him. Adeline beamed; Henry had a softer smile, though no less sincere. Empty mason jars rested beside them. The darkness had receded enough to see clearly. Dozens of small lights floated around the boxcar, surrounding them, casting a flickering golden glow over everything.

Fireflies.

Pure wonder flooded through James, warm and light. The sight stunned him into silence. Before he knew it, Adeline had pressed another jar into his hands, the glass cold and smooth on his palms. Lights swirled within. The metal lid had tiny holes pricked into it.

Adeline settled herself beside Henry again and gave James an encouraging nod. “C’mon, then, open it.”

Thrill danced across the boy’s shoulders. His hands shaky, he slowly twisted the lid open and set it aside. The fireflies drifted upward from the jar to join the others. Some settled on the walls and floor, on the crates and hay. Some lingered in the air. One landed on his hand, a glimmer of warmth on his skin.

“Oh,” he breathed, finding his voice at last.

The syllable proved enough for Adeline’s excitement to spill over. “The station had food, so we took some”—a nod toward a pile of snacks—“but they had jars as well, so we nicked a few ‘cause we’d spotted fireflies in the field. But we still had to put holes in the lids. Rather tricky, that part.” A firefly landed on her knee. She gently cupped the bug in her hands, then released it into the air again. It floated away.

“We figured it out,” Henry added. “The holes. Found a hammer and nails. We returned those, afterward.”

Adeline nodded. “The engineer’d gone to get tea at the station, and we heard him say the train would be stuck a fair bit longer. We really thought we’d be back sooner, still, but it— it took a while to make the holes and catch enough bugs and everything.” A note of genuine apology softened her tone. “Sorry about that. We just— we wanted to keep it a surprise ‘cause we caught fireflies at home once and it made us all happy, and you haven’t been feeling well, so—”

Her words evoked a strong sense of familiarity, and nostalgia swept over James as a clearer memory returned to him. They had done something similar before, in the mansion. He remembered padding down the halls together one night, sneaking out into the garden, catching fireflies in jars, releasing them beneath a blanket they’d draped between two trees.

Adeline took a much-needed breath and grinned at him again. “Surprise! D’you— oh, don’t cry!”

“’m not crying,” he mumbled, rubbing tears from his eyes. The firefly that had been resting on his hand drifted away. “’s the hay, got in my eyes.” He set the jar on the wood beside him. The floating flickers of gold still blurred along with his vision. He bowed his head and covered his face with his right forearm.

“D’you like it?” Henry’s voice, soft and hesitant.

A shaky breath of a laugh escaped James. He inhaled and nodded, feeling a soft smile on his face. “I do, yeah. Really, it’s— it’s brilliant. Thanks.”

“D’you, um— feel any better?”

The ache in his ribs had lessened; the fuzziness in his mind had eased; the wariness that had laced itself into his frame had faded. He didn’t know how long it would stay that way. But he did feel better.

So he nodded, and honesty rang in his voice. “Yeah.”

—

The freight train shuddered back into motion soon afterward. The children cracked the boxcar door further open to give the fireflies more freedom to fly away, to vanish into the darkness of the night. Many stayed within the car for a while longer, though.

The wheels rattled along the tracks, and the boxcar shook, but a gentle warmth lingered in James’ chest. The golden lights had imprinted themselves on his mind. He still saw them when he closed his eyes. In the company of crates and hay and fireflies and his siblings, he slept restfully for the first time in weeks.

[pinkuberii]

hi! i’m new to your blog and i rlly liked your itto fic, it was so fluffy 😭

could i pls request a short fic or some headcanons of itto being reassured and comforted by the reader? i feel like he’s quite insecure about a lot of things since growing up as an oni in inazuma isn’t easy- he might be naturally loud and seemingly confident, but he kinda exaggerates it in public cause he doesn’t wanna be seen as weak. i just want him to feel loved and drown in the affection he deserves ;-;

- Itto being comforted by gn!reader -

Tw: none (slight angst perhaps????)

Author’s note: Aaaaaa ty anon!! I’m so happy you liked my Itto fic and requested something as well

I hope this’ll suit your tastes! <3

It’s Itto loving hours bbyyyyy wooooo

Itto has thick skin in my opinion but at some nights the negative thoughts and comments happen to linger in his mind longer than usual

9 out of ten times he doesn’t want to show his sadness because he might seem “weak”

It was a starry yet peaceful night when the oni had shared his insecurities bit by bit with you. As his lover you realized something was going on once you caught a glimpse of the dejected expression on his face after he sat down next to you on your shared bed. His voice – which was usually full of confidence and enthusiasm -- was now the total opposite of what you were familiar with.

“(Y/n)… Am I… Am I really that loud and annoying?” He questioned as his somber crimson eyes began to close, burying his face deeper in the crook of your neck with every question he asked. “Annoying? Definitely not. Loud? A bit, but that’s one of the many aspects I like about you. I love hearing you and your ‘loud’ voice.” You softly answered, slender fingers sliding through his white locks before realizing something. “Loud may not be the best way to put it though. I’d say it’s more energetic and happy. It’s pretty adorable if you ask me, never fails to make me smile.” A faint hum was the only answer you received before he spoke once again.

“Do you think I’m childish?” Those words abruptly left his lips as he pulled you closer, arms tightly wrapped around your waist for a sense of comfort. You thought about your response for a bit, pressing your lips on his temple to give him a kiss during the meantime. “You’re not childish in my eyes, Itto. Other people may perceive you as such, but they don’t see the way I see you. They don’t see the Itto who tries his best to make his loved ones smile every day, or the Itto that stands up for the bullied children, or the Itto that sings to me with his charming voice when I can’t sleep, or the Itto that—" The faint sob coming from him all of a sudden made you put a halt to your words, (e/c) colored eyes widening out of surprise.

Congrats you broke him down

Poor baby had been bottling his emotions up for quite a while so hearing you say that made him very emotional

Just let him sob for a little while in your arms, he’d appreciate it <3

I think he’d be encouraged quite easily, especially if he’s getting comforted by someone he loves (*cough* you *cough*)

The oni’s faint cries started to die down, causing the room to be soundless once again. “Darling, are you feeling a bit better now?” Your faint voice then chimed in to break the silence while rubbing soothing circles on his broad back, the action making him look up from his current spot. “Yes, I think so…” Itto inhaled sharply before carrying on with his sentence. “I’m sorry for being so weak all of a sudden, (y/n). I’m not used to this a-and I don’t want you to think I’m not strong anymore and—" A dim chuckle from you made him stop with his sentence as teary red eyes looked at you with confusion, not understanding your reaction at all.

“Oh, Itto.. There’s no reason to apologize. It’s okay to be weak and vulnerable sometimes. Even the strongest onikabuto falls down sometimes, but you know what’s the most important thing? To have the determination and courage to stand up and continue. That’s the essence.” Carefully, your hand found its way towards his tear-stained cheek to wipe the dried droplets away. The oni seemed to adore the affection he received, showing his appreciation by putting his scarred hand on top of yours to lean in against your touch. “Thank you.”

He’d definitely give you a bear-hug after

And also, a very passionate kiss to show his gratitude <3

Mans is lucky to have you

After exchanging some pecks and kisses Itto would rest his head on your lap while listening blissfully to your sweet words and compliments, pale cheeks tinting the same color as the dendrobiums that bloom vibrantly on Yashiori island. “I love you because you’re so youthful and never fail to bring a smile to my lips. You’re always so positive and caring and super-duper talented. Besides, you always lift my spirits up with your optimism. Who cares if you got some mean comments from unknown people anyway? You’re simply unique”

He’s a blushing mess atm congrats you’ve flustered the oni

Y’know how children smile from ear to ear once they receive a present – especially something they’ve been wanting for long? Yeah, he’s smiling like that c:

No but he deserves all the affection and love :(

I can imagine him hiding his face in his hands out of shyness

(y/n) what are you doing to this man???

Anyway, he ABSOLUTELY loves you

He’d pinky promise you that he wouldn’t hide his sadness from you from now on yes he pinky promises things shhhhhh-

Communication is key besties-

hE DESERVES THE WORLD 🛐

No beta read btw