#the way Yuki loves it so much just makes me wanna cry

[dannyleclerc]

not Lando giving Yuki a framed photo of Yuki and Pierre together cause he knows what’s it like to breakup with a teammate :’)

[astonmartinii]

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pairing: max verstappen x fem leclerc!reader

just them terrorising the world with their cuteness (and collecting the younger drivers)

MASTERLIST | TIP JAR | SMALL BUSINESS

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yourusername: he loves redline more than me 🙄

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user1: obsessed with how she's like "oh you wanna ship max with my brother" and then takes lestappen out back and shoots them

user2: as she should, she's the cutest leclerc by far

yourusername: true 😙

maxverstappen1: double true 😘

charles_leclerc: die.

yourusername: erm consider your ass REPORTED THIS IS HARASSMENT

maxverstappen1: did you just threaten my girlfriend ????

charles_leclerc: and what?

maxverstappen1: pull up, i'm outside

charles_leclerc: ???? leave ????

maxverstappen1: no i'm deadass don't disrespect my gf 😤😤😤

charles_leclerc: it's my SISTER

yourusername: when he's protective 😛😛😛

user3: screaming, crying, throwing up over the keychain

user4: i need someone *cough, cough* them to recreate it 🥸

landonorris: YOU WENT TO THE LEGO STORE WITHOUT ME? YOUR FAVOURITE CHILD?

yourusername: watch your tone

maxverstappen1: god forbid i want to spend time with my GIRLFRIEND on a DATE

landonorris: that's not a valid excuse

yourusername: also bold of you to assume you're our favourite child when oscar, yuki and logan are right there

oscarpiastri: snooze you lose lando

yukitsunoda0511: suck on that lando

logansargent: i'm just happy to be included

landonorris: damn...

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maxverstappen1: spent the weekend bothering my girlfriend's brother, what about you?

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user9: the way charles put his ferrari cap on y/n only for max to throw it into the crowd and put his own on her head instead

user10: those who know max's attachment to his caps, this is big.

yourusername: winning looks so sexy oh my

maxverstappen1: blushing like a motherfucker

yourusername: skip the debrief? they won't notice?

maxverstappen1: i think they might notice the driver of the race they're analysing not being there

yourusername: show them the pic i just sent you, they can't say no to my puppy dog eyes

maxverstappen1: helmut said fuck off 💔

yourusername: tell him i have a present for him (it's a pack of salt and vinegar crisps and a pamphlet for caskets)

user11: @yourusername winning IS sexy, tell your bf to tell charles win

yourusername: if charles wins it's suddenly decidedly unsexy, this isn't game of thrones babe

charles_leclerc: you ARE annoying that's right

maxverstappen1: annoyingly sexy

charles_leclerc: no comment, we're going to be family at some point soon

maxverstappen1: DAMN RIGHT WE ARE

yourusername: if you think we're annoying now, oh boy.

user12: i need max and y/n to be engaged right this fucking moment

user13: i think it would actually make my year

user14: after the championship win queen @maxverstappen1 ?

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yourusername: @ the person who asked how much max weighs... god will deal with you

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user15: i'm obsessed with how obsessed they are with each other

user16: is max's wardrobe all red bull merch and t-shirts dedicated to y/n?

maxverstappen1: yes 😌

danielricciardo: i saw the clip... the time stamp was 3am - we RACE TODAY?

yourusername: i am happy to support my man's hobby

danielricciardo: yes but you also don't have to race with that man on three hours of sleep

yourusername: be real daniel, the only time you'll be close to max is when he laps you xxx

danielricciardo: EXCUSE ME??? MAX YOU GONNA LET YOUR GIRLFRIEND TALK TO YOUR FIRST LOVE LIKE THAT?

maxverstappen1: bold of you to assume you were my first love

danielricciardo: did on the couch mean nothing to you?

maxverstappen1: soz buddy this is a childhood friends to lovers narrative right now (and we were already together by the time i was at red bull)

charles_leclerc: WHAT?

yourusername: spare me the dramatics, you guys were deep in the ANGST and then austria happened so really it's your own fault that it took as long as it did

user17: one comment section where the girls aren't fighting? impossible.

oscarpiastri: omg the shirts look so good y/n !!

yourusername: we're ✨graphic designers✨

maxverstappen1: does having a dashingly handsome model help

yourusername: of course !!!!!

oscarpiastri: i'm not going to answer that question

maxverstappen1: :(

oscarpiastri: on another thought - yes!

yourusername: @landonorris this is why he's one of the favourites

landonorris: i'm not talking to yall

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maxverstappen1: weekend off racing means shenanigans and late night streaming

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user20: i know whatever poor soul went for dinner with them hated every second

yukitsunoda0511: working on being the favourite of the favourite children 🫡 and they paid for my meal at a really cool italian restaurant

oscarpiastri: game on

yourusername: so who is the lady and who is the tramp?

danielricciardo: THAT'S A TRICK QUESTION MAX DON'T ANSWER IT

maxverstappen1: you're not a lady... you're a queen 😘

yourusername: did you just fail the test, successfully?

danielricciardo: you smooth motherfucker

yourusername: stole your red bull drive and your nickname @carlossainz55

carlossainz55: why am i catching strays?

yourusername: bored ❤️

user21: y/n really be like "oh the season's boring cause my bf wins everything? let me make it interesting by shading every driver on the grid"

maxverstappen1: do NOT give her a challenge

charles_leclerc: can you PLEASE stop taking such lovey dovey gross ass photos maman keeps getting them printed and I AM GETTING MOVED OFF OF THE MANTEL PIECE I AM ON THE BOOKSHELF, THIS FACE IS A MANTEL PIECE FACE NOT A BOOKSHELF FACE

yourusername: not reading all of that, i'm happy for you or sad that happened x

charles_leclerc: MAX DO SOMETHNG

maxverstappen1: step your pussy up bro

yourusername: when he catches your lingo >>

charles_leclerc: i am a VICTIM

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yourusername: invented babygirlism actually

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user22: y/n is so real for choosing a cute recent photo for herself and then just violating the guys

user23: she's funny as fuck for that

charles_leclerc: finally some fucking credit

yourusername: not everything can be about you all of the time 🤨

charles_leclerc: don't make me an ankle-biter again you're PUSHING ME

sebastianvettel: knew you were an ankle biter

yourusername: LOL

charles_leclerc: no seb no! i didn't bite ankles, just y/n's and that doesn't count

user24: what the fuck is going on here

maxverstappen1: you are the most babygirl to ever babygirl

danielricciardo: i think i had a stroke reading that

yourusername: awwwww you're so cute maxy

maxverstappen1: knew you were the one for me when we first met karting, you taught me the babygirl ways

yourusername: and you're delivering

oscarpiastri: you guys can't see but he's blushing so bad right now

landonorris: are you just attached to them

yourusername: yes he is, a babygirl in training

user25: how do i get adopted by y/n and max?

maxverstappen1: no but for real i love you, even if we are lumbered with your brother

yourusername: i love you too xxx

charles_leclerc: *brothers

maxverstappen1: nope arthur and lorenzo are sound

charles_leclerc: fUCK OFF :(((((((

FIN.

note: heyyyyyy you guysssss! we all know i have a soft spot for these two (plus oscar and alex) so i wanted to put out a little thing to celebrate 5k! thank you so much for following and reading my work, hope you enjoyed xx

[cialovesklopp]

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐄’𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 ➺ k.mbappé

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — in which it’s the night of the grammys and amara has the chance to make history and shock the world with some revelations

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — amara imani (oc) x kylian mbappé

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 — 10k

𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 — while we’re young [jhene aiko]

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 — @aechii @lorarri

𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓’𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — so… we’ve finally made it. one more article and we’re through with mon amour. I want to thank you all for reading, for not leaving even though I had some periods where I couldn’t find any inspiration. You still read Mon amour even if I found myself soo discouraged and unmotivated. Don’t worry, i still have a lot for this series planned. A very big thank you goes also to @aechii who accompanied me through the entire process and supported me in the best way. nothing i could wish more for and i am very happy about the fact that you enjoyed it so much. one of my closest people. and then a big thank you goes to my soul sister @lorarri — without her this series probably wouldn’t exist and this series are as much mine as they are hers.

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charles_leclerc the amara imani protection squad is in all on-board for the evening

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username omg yukierre being the ones responsible for food

username to be a fly on those walls during that night

username i just wanna know if what pierre and yuki cooked was good

charles_leclerc it was edible but pierre was just there for pr

maxverstappen1 it was definitely better than what lando and oscar cooked

landonorris it wasn’t that bad, the steak was just a bit unseasoned and the vegetables were edible

georgerussell bit unseasoned? you didn’t even put salt on the steak and the vegetables were burned

lewishamilton even roscoe declined your food

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liyah_clark as much as i love this little supportive get-together i hope no one touched any of my things. i haven’t forgotten the foundation yet.

charles_leclerc … about that 😶

charles_leclerc max slept on your side of the bed and pierre used your skincare

maxverstappen1 only because lando took nearly all the space and lewis reserved the entire couch for him and roscoe

username i swear to god they’re never gonna beat those allegations

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amara.imani roscoe!! 🥹

roscoelovescoco we’s loves amara

amara.imani thx for your support guys, you are the best group ever. you’re making me cry and i’m currently in hair & makeup

amara.imani if i win a prize tonight, i’ll make sure to mention you

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𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄

her life was truly a fairytale. amara imani was sure of that now. 

looking back a year and a half ago, she would have never thought she would be able to say those words; especially because she loved fairy tales and her life seemed to be going drown back then. and somehow one person had been able to change everything and make her life resemble a disney movie. give her her own fairy tale. 

her love for fairytales dated back a long time ago. back to when her father used to read her stories before going to sleep. how often had she fallen asleep to the happy endings of snow white or cinderella? wished that she would meet her dream prince like belle did with the beast? well, now she had. 

the life she had built now was different than before. historians liked to define time by distinguishing before christ and after christ. and amara could organize her time now by differentiating between before and after evan — or better yet, before and after kylian. 

before kylian, she was there but she felt herself floating between spaces, just there but with no cause. the quick rise and new found fame had made her lose herself in all the turmoil and with the addition of evan, amara soon didn’t even recognize her own reflection in the mirror anymore. during that time, life become meaningless and fairytales stayed what they were. plain fairy tales, made simply for the purpose of entertaining children. 

that was the problem once one lost themself. the genuine pleasure and joys of life were lost with the person itself. colors became blurry together, and there was no difference anymore in what was real and what was a simple imagination of what one truly felt. amara found herself lost, drowning even though the water was clear. herself long gone. and her identity too. 

philosophy described the identity as several qualities, beliefs, characteristics and the sense of belonging that formed a person. described them and made the different from all the other humans and their identities. their identities were highly necessary for the growth of the human. but when one lost themselves, their identity was often a part of what they were losing too. the security of knowing what one was became a doubtful question, followed by several insecurities that were coming up too.

maybe losing herself big amara so hard because she had never truly known herself — after all, the brain has not finished developing till the age of 23. the sudden void that filled a part of her and could not be filled had ripped apart the part of her that she had carried into her new life. the new-found fame. and even the smallest innocent parts of herself were lost the moment she had not known who she was anymore. 

and then there was after kylian. the time where she found herself again. and fairytales became true again. 

sometimes people had to lose themselves to find themselves again, to see themselves the way they truly are. find their own worth again. a process amara had needed more than she could have imagined. 

evan had reduced her, made her believe she was nothing more than a side piece to his person that cling to him and followed him wherever he went. he had treated her career as if it was a side hobby she had been doing and could stop at any time. she had gotten so wrapped up in the false illusion evan had created of her, she had forgotten how much she was worth for just being herself. maybe evan had shown her a different world, shown her the secrets to it and made her see different colors — but he had also shown her how much she didn’t fit into his world. she had forgotten how special she was because she was too busy loving him, trying to meet his expectations and ideals. 

it had made the idea of love seem disgusting — why would anyone go through that kind of pain just to be disappointed? sure, love included pain, after all one didn’t truly love if they had never experienced the pains of love. but when the pain was outweighing the good? the happy moments? amara had closed the chapter of love when evan had humiliated her. forgotten all her dreams of getting her happy ever after. 

it was kylian who made the difference. 

showing someone something was not the way one can learn. they’ll know how to spot it but they won’t know how to use it. it’s by teaching them that one can truly learn. and kylian taught amara how to love. 

taught her that love was not just sharing “i love you”. the act of love went further than that, more intimate. love was about creating. constructing a world that fits the other one as much as oneself. trying to realize the best version of the world. and it was so much more than just creating. 

love was also about trust. being able to confide in your partner was just as important as the feelings that were developed in a relationship. they had to trust that the other would always be there to catch them, no matter what case. trust was just as important. it was valuable and once the trust was gone, even love would not be enough. 

but what amara treasured the most was communication. it made her feel seen, her problems were heard and not just swallowed down to forget. they compromised when they weren’t sharing the same opinion and talked it out when they felt misunderstood. amara had always thought men didn’t like talking about their feelings, especially with all the fights she had had with evan whenever he seemed angry but again, kylian proved that there was hope for the male population. 

he didn’t keep to himself. when something seemed to be bothering him, he cleared it quickly with her and cuddle sessions were often spent with him ranting, whenever he felt bad or annoyed at his team. but most importantly, he never took it out on her. 

no matter how complicated it got, how angry he sometimes seemed at paris, he never let any of his anger out on amara — he never even showed it. it was another way of expressing their love for each other; by being their best versions for each other. 

they were ready for everything. even for the big night that was awaiting them.

just thinking about the grammys made a shiver run through her body. in about fifteen minutes she would officially step into the public again. re-enter the high society of the music industry and make her comeback. and for the first time, she would be opening the grammys. to say she was nervous was an understatement — even cleaning her entire house seemed like a better idea at the moment. 

the closer the car got, the more she could hear fans screaming and yelling from outside. amara had truly forgotten what big importance the grammys played — the night that decided all. and she was nominated in eight categories. she hadn’t even made two last year and now she was nominated for eight — oh, how the tables could turn. 

“on a scale from one to ten, how nervous are you?” grace asked her softly, reaching for amara’s hand and squeezing it. 

“44,” amara replied stiffly, fidgeting with her fingers. her heart was pounding like a drum in her chest, even though in a few minutes she would put on her best million dollar smile. weeks had gone into the preparation for the grammys, especially since she was the one hosting and opening them. adding to that, she also had two more performances scheduled tonight and amara knew that they had to be perfect. everyone would be scrutinizing her, watching her with prying eyes and waiting for a slip up. 

the weight of expectations was suffocating her but she was not about to have a panic attack ten minuets away from the venue. and not when she looked this beautiful. 

the beautiful diamond-encrusted blue mermaid gown that had been specially made for her fit her like a second skin. the dress was gorgeous with its long tail and waves that emphasized the long slit and showed off her beautiful legs. it was made to turn heads and steal the show — perfect for amara tonight. her hair had been pulled into an elegant sleek bun that matched the neutral but glowing makeup. she looked breathtaking so why didn’t she feel like it?

“you are the star of the night and you know it. no album was as good as mon amour and everybody knows it. even the people on social media are backing you,” grace tried to assure her as amara took a deep breath. she was trying to steady her hands and stop the shivering but her nerves were getting the better side of her. 

was she very excited to spend the night with people who had turned their back on her the minute evan had started spreading his lies? no. but would she love wiping the smile off their face by stealing the show tonight? definitely. 

her redemption arc had gone perfectly. even better than she had imagined. she didn’t have any reason to be nervous. she was still fidgeting with her fingers as the car arrived but her nerves had calmed down a bit. this was her moment; her chance to show the world again that she was back and here to stay. 

she closed her eyes for a few seconds as the car pulled up in front of the venue, a small smile appearing on her lips as she heard all the fans screaming. she wasn’t sure if they were yelling for her or maybe a previous artist but it reminded her again of how much she had missed them. missed her own fans that had defended her till the end. she would step onto that red carpet and make everyone swallow their past words. that’s what she had been taught and no situation fit better than this one.

“it’s show time,” grace whispered excitingly and amara took one final deep breath. the driver then opened the door and amara stepped out, the defeating roar of the crowd hitting her like a sudden wave. 

the moment she had finally gotten out of the car, people making sure that her dress was okay, Fans reached a new height of their screams as they yelled out of excitement. everyone surged forward, trying to catch a glimpse of the attention of the star singer while paparazzis were literally blending her their cameras and constant pictures. amara turned around and waved to the fans, blowing them kisses while a huge smile formed on her face. 

as she walked towards the red carpet, even journalists who were reporting live from the event were shocked by what turmoil the arrival of amara imani caused. cameras were flashing constantly without a pause, nearly blinding her as they tried to capture every move. even the other stars who had arrived before her were stunned by her appearance — and the way they nearly saw white because of all those paparazzi trying to take the best picture of her. 

“oh my god, this is crazy,” amara exclaimed, her cheeks starting to hurt from all the smiling. 

“girl, what did you expect? eight nominations and your first grammy appearance since two years? of course you’re gonna be turning heads,” grace replied in a matter of fact- tone because it was obvious. “this is your night so enjoy it.”

guided by her team, she moved quickly along them before stoping for the final red carpet photos and the interviews grace had told her would he waiting for her. the poses came naturally to her though it became quite difficult to keep her eyes constantly open with the way photographers were flashing her with their cameras. she smiled one last time, turning a bit so that her entire dress was visible and was caught at every angle. and then it was interview time. 

with a smile plastered on her face, she stepped towards the first reporter, all cameras still on her. “wow, first let me say, you look gorgeous. you’re glowing tonight.”

“thank you so much. i would say i’m blushing but i can’t…,” she trailed off jokingly before becoming serious again. “nah, but i am really thankful for my team that organized all this and very thankful for the designers that created this dress for me.”

“well, amara, we all know that you prefer to hide the muse behind your new album but has it helped you with your success? especially after such a hard year?”

she took a deep breath, trying to form the perfect words in her head. “i guess, one could say so. choosing this privacy for my life this time seemed right at the moment and i do not regret it. i am still a bit amazed at mon amour’s success because all i did. was just expressing my love but i am grateful for the success.”

the reporter nodded before asking the next question. “amara,” she began, “your return to the music scene has been eagerly awaited by fans worldwide. i mean even i was excited when you announced that you were going to be present at the grammys. what inspired to do comeback and can we expect more music?”

amara laughed. “to be honest, it was my boyfriend who inspired me that i hid enough from the public. especially from an important night like this. but what concerns music, i do not know right now. i hadn’t planned mon amour till i had four songs ready in a short amount of time and thought i can do more. i guess we’ll see.”

she bid her goodbye to the reporter before moving along to the next one, who seemed completely marveled at her. 

“wow, amara imani is standing in front of me. i think i can die happily now.” he joked enthusiastically, making amara grin too. “okay, but jokes aside. you really do look gorgeous.”

she smiled cheekily. “thank you very much. i feel flattered that i made you accomplish your life goal.”

“so, how does it feel to be back on the red carpet after your long hiatus? any special feelings?”

she shrugged nonchalantly. “it’s amazing being back. it’s always a big honor to be invited but being nominated is always another step. i kinda missed the rush and my fans. a small part of me probably even missed the constant pictures.”

“it was announced that you were going to co-host the grammys alongside dua lipa but you also have a performance scheduled tonight. that are a lot of expectations for tonight, do you feel ready for that?”

she nodded happily, her hand subconsciously smoothing out her dress. “definitely. we spent weeks perfectioning this performance especially because it is my first after such a long time — and as for dua, we are good friends so it should be funny to host with her tonight. but i’m definitely ready.”

she waved at the reporter before going to the next.one that she had grown fond of over the years. naomi hart. 

“if it isn’t amara imani,” naomi greeted her cheekily, pressing two kisses on each of her cheeks. the typical french greeting the two had developed between each other. 

“naomi hart. my favorite journalist,” amara stated in the same tone, hugging her. the two women went way back to amara’s early days of fame when naomi took her aside and explained to her how the whole press thing even worked. 

“wow, you really look amazing. like can we just take a moment and admire your dress?” naomi exclaimed jokingly but with a slight tone of admiration. “and that necklace — must have cost a fortune.”

“thank you so much. it was a difficult choice choosing this dress but it’s nice knowing that the dress is doing what it’s supposed to do.” she chuckled, doing a little twirl with the dress. “and the necklace was a gift from my boyfriend.”

“oh, the mysterious boyfriend. wanna tell us more about him or about your grammy performance?”

she shook her head amusingly. “nope, not really. i kinda like the privacy we got. but concerning my performances, all i can say is that it’s gonna be a lot. i don’t know the word small but then again, let’s not give away too much,” she answered teasingly, winking at the camera. 

“well, i’m definitely excited for it. you better slay on that stage.” 

“i will,” amara stated firmly before grace walked up to her and the two were escorted inside by her security team. the show was officially starting now. 

“wow… long time no seen amara,” sarah pierson greeted her, smiling at her while amara only faked small one. that sarah played a big part in her time with evan had not been forgotten. especially because she was the one amara thought she could trust the most only to be stabbed in the back. the comments her former friend had let out about her had really showed amara who had actually been her true friends and who was just with her for the good parts. 

“wish i could say i missed you but mama taught me not to lie,” amara replied simply, fiddling a bit with the microphone in her hand. 

sarah sighed, brushing a few strands of her hair out of her face. “amara, don’t tell me you’re still mad about the past. i didn’t know evan was lying.”

amara shrugged nonchalantly, not caring anymore. “i’m over it. you had your fifteen minutes fame. that’s what you wanted right? and now that they’re over, you’re crawling back?” amara questioned sassily as she checked her makeup one last time in the mirror. “sorry sweetie,” she replied in the same sweet tone she had been used to receiving from her, “but you’re a bit late. now excuse me but i’m about to open the grammys.” 

she sent her ex-friend one last dirty glance before strutting past her, ignoring any other calls for her attention as she made her way backstage. she had spotted lots of people — people who had supported her through the backflash and people who hadn’t even bothered to send her a message through all that complicated time. it had given her the chance to realize who was truly on her side and who weren’t and sarah and her whole clique definitely were on the bad list. 

“was she bothering you?” amara had found dua and grace chatting friendly when she finally made her way back and the latter had instantly remarked the somewhat displeased expression on her face. 

amara waved dismissively. “it’s nothing, just some insincere apologies that i’ve already heard,” she replied shortly, adjusting her outfit. “is everything ready?”

dua looked at her phone one last time and nodded. “it’s nearly 8. the red carpet is over and people should be at their places,” her serious expression softened as she looked at amara suggestively. “is he here?” she asked slyly, emphasising the "he”. 

“you won’t get anything out of me,” amara laughed as dua nudged her lightly, making her laughter only increase. 

amara couldn’t imagine a better person to host the grammys with than dua. the two singers had immediately hit it off when they had been introduced three years ago at the grammys and had since then stayed in contact. dua had even sent her some messages when amara had taken her leave from the star business. and now the two girls found themselves next to each other again. a sweet reunion. 

“ready to get everyone dancing?” dua teased her slightly, moving a bit so the dancers could all take their place before she left to get in place to announce everything. 

“never been more ready,” amara stated confidently, as she stared one last time at her outfit. the silver metallic ensemble that she had chosen for this performance fitted her perfectly, like a second skin and made everything look very futuristic and modern. a complete contrast to the video of the song but the dancing would make up for it.

“have fun,” grace told her quickly, blowing her a kiss and quickly disappeared too as the lights started to dim, to catch everyone’s attention and signify that the night was about to start. and it was. 

amara was officially letting the entire world know that she was back.

it was pitch black. except a few phones, every source of light had been extinguished or turned off. everyone’s eyes were focused on the stage or rather the person that would be appearing soon on it. 

she took one last breath before going into her start position, microphone tight in her hand. the music then began to play as the curtains opened slowly and amara hid a small grin at everyone’s reaction. 

“i’m ready to pull up on you,” she sang the minute the music stopped and the screen became black again before she continued to sing again. she and grace had put a lot of effort into the visuals of her opening performance, with liyah sometimes pitching in as a pair of fresh eyes. but the way everyone was cheering for her, a surge of pride overcome her as she danced — everything was going great. 

she was back in her element, her true nature. performing. some people were great at singing while some prefered to dance but amara found herself home in both. and she always tried to perform for her public. give them a show. she wasn’t one to just sing and do some moves — if she was on stage, she had to do both: sing and dance. give people the time of their lives. and from the way everybody was dancing, clapping or even singing along, she was clearly succeeding. 

by the time the music for hrs&hrs started, people were clearly out of breath from all the activity but they felt alive and no one was sitting down. the song she was singing now was perhaps a bit slower but people could still be enjoying themselves by singing loudly along, which was a great pause. 

during the second song, amara had changed outfit and had switched from her metallic modern ensemble to a beautiful, silky green dress with two thick straps that shimmered under the light. she had let her hair open and in the short pause where the dancers had time to leave the stage and it went black again, amara could change her shoes and put on some black heels. they matched the dress perfectly. 

“and yours, mine and ours,” she sang gracefully as the music faded out and light illuminated the hall again. she smiled brightly at everyone as whistles and clapping erupted from her audience — how she had missed this. 

dua was the first one to join her on the stage again. “and with this, the 2024  grammys have officially begun. let’s all give a huge applause to amara imani for opening our night like this.”

again, huge applause filled the arena and amara playfully bowed down. 

“thank you for your warm welcome. it’s been a while since i last performed,” amara admitted sheepishly as she brushed some hair out of her face. 

“well given the audience, i think you were amazing,” dua congratulated her. “tell me your secret, how do you do it? be gorgeous and talented at the same time?”

“omg dua are you flirting with me?” amara asked shockingly, playfully putting a hand on her heart. “you’ve never been this nice.”

“took you long enough to catch up, huh?” both were grinning as they entertained the public, making the people present laugh. “okay but focus back. welcome to the 66th grammy awards everyone — a night created to celebrate some of the finest talent in the industry from pop to punk. i can assure you there is an award for everything, with big names, big performances and even bigger awards there is no shortage of entrainment for our viewers at home and here to enjoy. i’m dua…”

“and i’m amara. and we’re going to host the show tonight.” both finished the last words together, posing playfully. they laughed at each other again before dua pulled out the first envelope. “let’s kick off the night with our first winner.” 

amara thanked the person quickly that had handed them the envelope before giving it to dua who opened it. the stars were out in the sky and by the stage and both were in for a long night. 

the night was fully in motion. they had kicked off with announcing the grammy for best rock song of the year which had been followed by a performance from megan thee stallion and cardi b before several other winners had been announced. but none of the categories where amara had been nominated. the energy was high, everyone was in a good mood as they waited for the results of the night and there were no scandals that could be discussed slightly. 

she had even spotted evan, which truly confused her as she couldn’t find a reason why he would even be invited, but it didn’t bother her much anyway. tonight was about her. she could make history tonight, or better said, gain her place in history with eight nominations. though she didn’t think she would truly win all six.

amara found herself standing backstage as she watched lizzo perform while her heart pounded in her chest. just before the black beauty had started to entertain the public, they had read out the nominees for the category of “best r&b song”, a category she had been nominated under though. the energy in the room was beyond anything she could have imagined the last time with people dancing and singing along to songs. the nigerian singer found herself so lost in her thoughts, she didn’t even notice that the performance was nearly over. as she looked up, her hands instantly clapped when she saw that lizzo was exiting the stage amidst roaring applause. 

the stage was set for another celebrity to grace it as all nominees started to hope that it was their name being called out. even amara reached for grace’s hand for support and squeezed it lightly to calm down some of her nervosity. all eyes were on kelly clarkson who was set to announce the winner. 

“okay, so i’ve got the envelope here.” she began as she opened the envelope. “and the grammy for best r&b song goes to… amara imani!”

the arena erupted in a loud, ear-baffling cheers as the spotlight shifted to the winner. her name was plastered across the big screen on the stage while her music filled the stage as she stood there, stunned and frozen in disbelief. 

it felt surreal. she had just won her first grammy. so many days and months she had dreamt of this moment and yet she still didn’t feel prepared. she had done it. 

“girl, this is your moment,” grace whispered to her quietly and amara slowly made her way to the stage. her sensations were on another end, a flying sensation running through her body. she passed many fellow stars, who congratulated her on her way and offered her beaming smiles as she made her way onto the stage. 

she was instantly pulled into a hug by adele before the award was handed to her and amara took some seconds, just to breathe. the trophy was heavier than she had expected but still the proudest thing she had ever won. though as she thought about it, she noticed how it paled a bit. two years ago, she might have felt complete with it but today — she had already achieved the feeling of content and happiness. 

her voice trembled slightly with emotion as she started her small thank-you speech. “hey again, i guess. oh mon dieu, this feels so surreal to me. like someone’s about to pinch me and tell me it wasn’t me. or maybe james cordon is about to jump out with a camera and that little show where they would prank people,” she joked making the audience laugh. she wiped away some tears that were threatening to roll down her cheek. “this grammy means so much to me. but it wasn’t just my work. i want to thank my family, my friends, my fans who didn’t let me down after this chaotic year that i had. that i could still do it. this is everyone’s work who believed that amara imani could do it one day. but this grammy also isn’t just for me because we all,” she continued, referring to the other nominees, “released some terrific music. and the fact i was nominated with you is a lot. i guess i just have one more thing to say and that goes specifically to my mother. mama, if you’re watching this, which you probably are… we made it. the little girl dancing in front of mirrors made it.”

once again, the audience erupted into applause, their cheers echoing for her well-deserved win. amara was still a bit paralyzed, after all she had just won a grammy in a category she had been nominated with along beyonce. her heart filled with gratitude as she saw the sea of faces that looked all happy to see her succeed. no matter if some of them were fake or not true smiles. she was the one leaving the stage with the golden trophy in her hand. 

and it wasn’t the only one she would win tonight. amara couldn’t describe her feelings when she found herself on the stage again as winner of the grammy for best r&b performance. her heart raced and her heartbeat quickened as she gracefully accepted the grammy trophy in her trembling hands. everything around her seemed to fade away with overwhelming emotions and feelings rushing through her body. she felt it from her head down to her legs, that were shaking a bit. all the hard work was paying off, hours she had spent not sleeping and working instead. this was a part of her legacy now. 

and what made it even more emotional was the fact that liyah was the one to have handed her the grammy. she had pulled amara into a big hug, both girls taking all their strength to not cry and ruin their makeup. they remembered the days when they were just two girls, starting university and barely managing to get by and now they stood on the stage of the grammys with one handing the other her award. the years spent on youtube, with the dream of illuminating the world with her music had finally come true. here she was, standing on the biggest stage and walking it down with her second grammy. 

“i’m sooo proud of you,” grace instantly congratulated her, pulling amara into a hug again. “you did it. you showed everyone your place in the industry is the top. this all your work.”

“our work,” amara managed to squeeze out. this wasn’t just her achievement — it belonged to everyone who was somehow involved with her and the album. it belonged as much to her as it belonged to grace because without the latter, none of this would even have been possible. “we did this together.”

her mind was running at high speed with thoughts and emotions. she wanted to say so much but her voice was betraying her with words stuck in her throat. nothing could describe this feeling, this moment of pride she felt. 

“let’s see our next categories,” amara and dua had gone on the stage again after a short break to continue hosting. the two had already announced the grammy for best rap album, best rap song and best country album amongst other numerous things. they entertained the audience with short playful acts and teasing that came to them naturally. and amara was smiling even more because now she stood there as a two-time grammy winner. 

“but first of all, let’s hear it for adele who is going to grace us with her beautiful voice. i swear that woman just knows how to make you feel better during a breakup,” amara announced, laughing at the end of her phrase. 

“and you had the hardest of all time. did you play adele on repeat?” dua went along and amara nudged her slightly. “i can imagine amara imani at home, listening to adele while filling her stomach with ice cream.”

“can you blame me? anyway let's hear it for adele.” the lights dimmed again as the curtains opened and adele appeared. the hosts left the stage quickly and took their places next to grace and liyah to listen to the british singer. 

the atmosphere was beautiful, a mix of admiration and warmth as adele brightened the stage. “easy on me” was definitely one of her top songs with the way the lyrics were able to pull someone in so quickly and literally attach them to her voice. listening to adele was a journey that had to be felt in every inch of the body, it went further than just listening to it. it reminded amara again, why she looked up to adele and beyoncé so much. 

the performance was nothing short of breathtaking, with her eyes recounting every detail of the song. the entire arena was left speechless again, singing quietly along but all eyes were on stage. when the final note had been sung, the room erupted into loud applause, a standing ovation that seemed to go on forever.

after adele’s performance, it was sza to take the stage and announce the winner for best pop/duo group performance. she stepped up to the microphone with a huge smile firstly expressed her love towards adele before naming the nominees again . 

amara subconsciously grabbed liyah’s and grace’s hand, squeezing them both as her leg trembled a bit because of all the anticipation. “and the winner is… wow, amara imani, come get your third grammy of the night.”

the cheers were deafening and the camera turned to amara to capture her expression. grace and liyah pulled her in for a group hug, the friendship trip jumping up and down as they celebrated. she accepted hugs from stars next to her, such as taylor swift and chloe bailey before making her way to the stage. the two black artists shared a short embrace before sza stepped aside to let amara speak. 

“is this normal? i mean winning one is already incredible but winning three — damn. firstly a big shoutout to cardi b because she slayed just as much as i did,” amara pointed to the female ripper and blew her extra air kisses before continuing, “okay, so big thank you again to my mother. for pushing me into the arts when i told you back then i didn’t want to. and a big thank you to my father, for sacrificing his time to accompany me to rehearsals instead of watching football — though i’m pretty sure, though i’m sure you’re not that mad about it. to my amazing fans, thank you too for putting up with me and not turning insane when everyone was labeling me as a crazy bitch.” laughter erupted throughout the arena as she paused for a moment. “thank you to my boyfriend without whom i guess this song wouldn’t exist. standard thank you to my besties grace and liyah, all those late night facetime calls were definitely worth it.”

“to all the other people who were nominated here, i loved your performances. adele, just wow and lizzo, i love you,” she blew a small kiss towards the black artist who copied the act. “and lastly before i forget, thank you to my bestie’s boyfriend charles leclerc and the amara imani protection squad. it’s lovely that you love me enough to stay up till six in the morning for me. i love you guys.”

applause erupted once more as amara finished her speech and left the stage again. she rejoined grace and liyah, giving them her grammy and sat down again. there would be a commercial break any moment, which amara wanted to use to change her dress. because the way it seemed, there was no doubt that she was the big winner of the night. 

breathtaking was the only word that came to mind as amara looked at herself in the mirror. the exquisite black gown was the definition of elegance and beauty and fit amara like a second skin. it was perfect for the announcement of the award that everyone had been waiting for — the grammy for album of the year. 

the dress had been a gift from versace and it reflected her beautifully. the classical mermaid dress, covered with a beautiful lacework and black crystals created an ethereal image of her. 

the shoulderless dress perfectly highlighted the jewelry she was be wearing. especially the beautiful necklace, kylian had gifted her. 

“wow,” liyah exclaimed as amara walked out, her eyes spotting her. “they don’t do things half-way, do they?”

amara only chuckled and did a little spin to show every angle of the dress. the gown especially showcased her décolletage and with it, her boobs that seemed to be bigger than they actually were in this dress. 

“you look breathtaking,” grace appeared from behind them, having chosen to change her dress too. “gorgeous isn’t enough to describe this dress.”

“but it’s you who makes it shine,” liyah finished. “i wanna borrow that dress asap.”

amara laughed. “poor charles. you’ll drive him crazy if you ever wear that dress.” 

“and don’t tell me you plan to wear it to a casual date. let’s not disrespect this masterpiece,” grace chimed in which resulted in both laughing.

liyah shrugged dismissively. “never. but the next driver’s gala, if me and charles are still going strong, why not wear it there…” she trailed off, a playful expression on her face. “make him leave earlier to take it off me… what’s for sure is that we’ll definitely not be able to christen some toilets in this.”

“liyah!” amara exclaimed and began to laugh, joined by grace who also started to laugh due to amara’s infectious smile. 

“we all know i’m right though. i’m the bad bitch to his big d energy. but enough about my relationship. let’s talk about you, miss five-time grammy-award winner. no one stands a chance tonight. and don’t forget our bet,” liyah threatened in a joking way. 

amara held up her hands. “don’t worry. let’s go now before i miss the last performance. and i want to see bruno mars live at least once in my life.”

the trio went back to their seats again and sat down just in time as the lights went out. amara quietly thanked taylor who complimented her outfit and send a radiant smile towards ella mai who had gushed about the dress. 

the nominee’s names had all been said already along with a small introduction for each album but before they could announce the winner, they would firstly be graced with a honorary performance from bruno mars. 

amara jumped up to her feet when the stage transformed into a light spectacle and bruno mars along with his usual band stepped out. the crowd erupted into screams as he launched into a medley of his greatest hits and amara found no shame in herself as she sang loudly along. and it seemed that she wasn’t the only one. 

the entire arena had gotten on their feet to dance to bruno mars. they sang along to every word of ‘locked out of heaven’ screaming around out of joy. bruno mars certainly held that power — bringing together everyone and getting everybody to dance. 

it felt too short as the last notes of his performance were played out and the song came to an end. amara was one of the first persons to clap, hardly being able to contain her excitement. after bruno mars performance, she felt recharged with energy again. his performance just brightened the whole atmosphere. especially because the evening was coming to an end. 

it was the vibing of her phone that tore her attention away from the stage as she picked up her phone. instantly a smile appeared on her face when she saw that it was kylian and she instantly opened it. they had spoken earlier but it had been to his time, shortly before nine and amara couldn’t imagine him being awake now if it hadn’t been for her. 

𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄

amara turned around, hoping to spot kylian wherever he was hiding but it was useless since the biggest award of the night was about to be announced. she would be lying if she wasn’t nervous even though she had already won five prices that night. but the sixth would make her break history, mark her place in the music industry. she knew that this moment could change her career forever — winning six grammys in one night. and knowing that kylian was there suddenly seemed to make everything sound not as bad as it seemed. 

“oh mon dieu, beyoncé is going to present the award,” liyah exclaimed, her eyes widening. 

as usual, the audience clapped loudly and whistles when beyoncé took the stage, walking elegantly towards the microphone. amara felt a sort of intimidation as she looked at beyoncé, knowing what the woman in front represented. excellence, grace, talent. simply perfection. 

and she was more than that for amara. she was the one to get amara into the music industry, she discovered her and made sure that her star was shining. there was a bond between them since the recording of brown skin girl — a mentor-student relationship that had made her rise. 

the renowned artist began with a small recounting of how she used to stand down there and reflected shortly on how all those albums actually deserved an award. opening the envelope, beyoncé did a small double take before laughing. smiling she announced into the microphone, “and the grammy for best album of the year goes to… amara imani. congratulations!”

one second, everyone was processing what had just happened, the next amara found herself engulfed by liyah and grace and three girls were jumping up and down. a few tears of joy were streaming down her face as she celebrated, not really believing what had just happened. when the two let go, amara was pulled into hug by cardi b followed by taylor swift before she made her way upstage. 

she approached the microphone slowly and tenderly embraced beyoncé who passed her the golden trophy. amara wiped away some of her tears, her head already looking for ways on how to form a sixth thank you speech. her eyes mirrored gratitude and happiness— she felt out of this world. 

“congratulations amara. you just put yourself onto history,” beyoncé praised her. “i am so proud that i was your mentor and helped you get there.”

“if anything i need to thank you for even giving me a chance. for actually being there for me. thank you queen b,” she thanked the woman in front of her, who smiled at her fondly and placed her heart on her heart. “this dream became true because of you. you are so much more than just my mentor. you were my inspiration and my idol. and that will never change.”

everyone smiled softly as they watched amara imani and beyoncé share an emotional moment that was finalized with a big hug. everyone knew the little background story to them; how beyoncé has started praising a random black girl on youtube to even inviting her for a collaboration — the queen had always had her back. their bond resembled a mother-daughter bond. 

after both pulled away from their hug, beyoncé left the stage and it was time for amara to hold her last thank you speech. her eyes scanned the room, where they spotted her best friends grinning teasingly at her and suddenly amara had the perfect idea. 

“so the first two person that i want to say thank you are my parents. it’s because of them and their desire to give me the world that i am here. thank you to my sister for always pulling me up and backing me when i needed you. then my best friends, liyah and grace who is also my manager because honestly, i don’t know if amara imani would exist if it wasn’t for those two. they built me up, made me stronger and showed me that family was more than just blood. a big shoutout to my entire team — you did all the hard work. i just wrote the songs but you guys are the ones who spend hours and hours adjusting everything, letting everything sound perfectly and making sure that every tune is sounding the way it should. it’s more work than people think and you deserve this prideful feeling as much as me.”

a small grin made its way on her lips when she finally spotted kylian. she took a deep breath — this was the moment everyone was waiting for. millions of people were watching just to see whether she would finally uncover the mystery of her beau to the world.

“and lastly, i want to thank the love of my life who inspired me to write this entire album. kylian, this album was for you— this grammy belongs to you because all i did was just writing about the way you were loving me. about the way we loved,” she expressed, laughing as she looked him straight into the eyes. shocked gasps, whistles and whispers of astonishment erupted throughout the crowd as they followed amara’s eyes and fell onto kylian. even the cameras were zooming in to catch the revealing moment. 

“thank you for going to training tiredly just because you stayed up all night, listening to me rehearsing. thank you for enduring all of my weird mood swings during the process of recording this album or organizing self-care days because you saw how tired i was. for giving me inspiration to even write this,” she wiped away a tear that had escaped, “i want to thank you for staying with me — even at my lowest and hardest times. there are so many things i want to thank you for but i doubt we have enough time for that. but one last thing: mon amour, je t’aime.”

a roar of applause, bigger than any tonight, rolled over the entire audience. everyone was clapping with smiles on their faces and the camera zoomed in on kylian’s face — everyone was excited to finally get a look at the man who had captured amara imani’s heart. 

since she was scheduled to perform now anyway, amara just waited for dua to join her on stage again. grace had informed her that the winner of album of the year would be performing and in this case it had been her. and amara wanted hers to be the most memorable one from the past. 

dua pulled her into a tight hug, congratulating her before announcing the nigerian singer just as tradition asked for it as the winner of the night and calling her up for her performance. 

“soo… at first i thought about performing xo but honestly… i don’t feel like this song fits now and i lost a bet,” amara chuckled, “so i thought of something else. just like i promised. i do have one special request for someone.” 

her eyes stared straight at him. “kylian, would you please join me on stage?”

the french striker furrowed his eyebrows, a confused expression turning up on his face as he listened to her request. his eyes darted around his surroundings, numerous celebrities encircling him. he looked at her, waiting for her to explain her request but she just nodded at him, waiting for him. 

grace nudged him lightly. “go,” she motivated him and he reluctantly got up from his seat to join his girlfriend on stage, greeting some celebrities on his way up that he had met with psg before. even though he, himself, was a celebrity he felt like an outsider at the grammys, surrounded by all those stars and artists. 

“want to tell me what you’ve got planned?” kylian whispered quietly, making sure his words weren’t picked up by the microphone.

“nope,” amara responded shortly. “just relax and enjoy.” 

the stage lights went dark again as the music started to play in the background. just like always, when the two were together, the world around them started to blur and only they mattered. no one else fit into their blurb, everything around them just faded away. 

their stare went deeper than just their iris, with their eyes going deeper than just the soul, as the music played in the back. time was frozen at the moment; they didn’t care if millions of people were currently watching them on tv — no one else mattered. this was their moment. 

“‘telling everybody you’re mine and i like it, and i really hope you don’t mind i can’t fight it.” her voice was soft, tender as she sang to him, her dark-brown eyes not leaving him. her body nearly melted in his embrace, his hands steady on her waist as they swayed on the stage together. if her voice didn’t tell their love story, their eyes and the way they looked at each other definitely did. his eyes held a kind of look, elderly people often told their grandchildren about in tales: the look of love, that completely enamored look that had taken over his entire face. that innocent kind of love that had become so rare around the world. if destiny ever made them go separate ways, then faith was truly cruel. 

every word hit him deeper than any ball he had ever received and went through his soul. each word was sung with a certain sincerity, vulnerability— amara was laying all of herself over for him, every of her walls. just for him. 

“that we found the one in one another”

his hands were wrapped around her waist, with her back facing him as she buried her head in his shoulders, leaning back. their bodies fit like a puzzle and the feeling of comfort spread instantly while they danced slowly to the rhythm, lost in each other and the meaning of the song. 

amara had never planned to actually release the song — her true and final love letter to kylian. but she had made the mistake of showing liyah and grace the unreleased song and both had instantly fallen in love with it which is how they came to the bet. and now amara was happy that she had accepted and lost the bet because the moment she was currently sharing with kylian — no money on the world could ever buy her that feeling again. 

“spend my life with you, alright”

 their chemistry was undeniable. even a blind man would be able to see how much in love they were. just the way they moved, perfectly synchronized with that certain amount of grace and elegance.  

the french striker was definitely more than mesmerized by her. his heart belonged to her and only her. no words did justice to describe her as she sang—even angelic was not enough to describe her. and she was more than just the sun in his universe. and it was vice versa. 

kylian was more to her than just her soulmate. no term in any language would ever measure up to the significance he held in her heart. nothing could ever compare to the feelings that emerged when he held her or just smile at her. the way his smile managed to drown out everything else. even memorizing it wasn’t enough anymore, she needed to see it constantly. and she had fallen in love with every flaw that he portrayed and carried. they had created a safe space around each other, that let them live like they wanted. amara had simply found her best friend in her lover; the true significance to a soul mate. 

“baby, while we’re young,” amara began to sing the last verses, as the rhythm became easier and the music started to fade out. she was smiling bigly, her cheeks from hurting from its width but she couldn’t stop herself. the amount of serotonin her body was producing at the moment was too much to not show any signs of it. and it seemed kylian was feeling the same. “and walk hand in hand to the sun.”

the song officially came to an end as kylian gave amara one last spin. they both leaned in, foreheads touching as they stared at each other utterly enamored. they didn’t have to say anything, their grins were enough to communicate with each other. even as havoc broke out in the audience, with applause rushing over along with whistles and calls for more but the two did not let go of each other. 

“je t’aime,” amara mouthed, exhausted but happy nonetheless. 

“plus que la galaxie.” he finished, matching her facial expression. 

in the end, the only time they needed was for each other. they were enough for each other, completely in love and ready to face the world together. 

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌

𝐤.𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞

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landonorris the fact we were the first to know

charles_leclerc surprised you didn’t spill it immediately 

pierregasly liyah threatened him to keep his mouth shut

liyah_clark accusations!

lewishamilton congratulations to you two, you make a beautiful couple

amara.imani thank u sir

[rei-caldombra]

Yubisaki to Renren Anime Episode 4 and 5 Review - Love Blossoming in a Cosco and Growing Closer in Healthy Ways.

I really wanna talk more about Yubisaki to Renren. If you haven't read my first impressions post, I really love this show so far. And these episodes keep this show going strong. I’ll be covering my thoughts on episodes 4 and 5. I’ll be starting with 4 then moving onward. I basically wrote this as I watched the episodes so it will be structured more chronologically than my usual posts. Let me know if that’s something you like or don’t like if you feel strongly about it. As Itsuomi would say, do you? Or do you not?

I like the awkwardness on Rin’s romantic side of things. It’s cute how they are cheering on Itsuomi and Yuki. I’m excited to see how this continues between these two as a backdrop to the main romantic pairing. I like the small bits of perspective we get from Nagi. I can see the potential setup for him bringing up how he does not like seeing girls cry from Itsuomi’s rejections. If he ends up rejecting Rin he could be the one causing that thing he hates. 

We also got a bit more of Oushi, with some legit beef growing between him and Itsuomi. I think the most interesting part of this segment is Itsuomi covering Yuki’s eyes. He is clearly trying to prevent Yuki from seeing the conflict. I’m looking forward to how this battle between men continues. 

I also really appreciate great friend Rin telling Yuki about Itsuomi’s tone of voice. This helps her understand a perspective she cannot on her own. This helps Yuki feel more confident about the idea that he treats her differently in a positive way. We see her being unsure about how he truly feels about her. It gives her another perspective to help her look at the situation more holistically. 

Now I have a confession to make. The piece of info that pushed me to watch this show was learning that there are lovely romantic shenanigans at a Cosco. I heard about and looked into this show because of that. Hopefully it is not disappointing to know that point is what had the most reach out of everything wonderful about this show lol. The Cosco segment does not disappoint, I enjoyed seeing them react to oversized food and them providing the substance for cute interactions. This is an accurate depiction of Cosco and the power it holds. 

Now on to episode 5, where I will be starting with my main talking point. It seems like there is some controversy around him being much touchier than the average character. I’m gonna talk at length on this point. This is definitely true, I noticed this pretty quickly. From touching people’s shoulders and hands casually to the more directly intimate things he does in this episode. Especially for the average Japanese character, he is very touchy. For normal Japanese society and the media, from my understanding, this is very abnormal. I can understand if they have a stronger reaction than me, who would not bat an eye at a lot of this. As I see it currently, there is nothing problematic about his behavior as she clearly expresses her consent to what he does, and we see how he changes his behavior as he interacts with her more. 

I can see where this perspective could come from. As someone who is unable to vocalize, that would make it harder for her to express feelings like discomfort or a lack of consent. This is an important idea when it comes to interacting with people in general but especially disabled people. It’s good to be perceptive of this and respect people’s boundaries. But that does not mean she is entirely unable to express consent. She has multiple options she could take to make it clear to him if she was uncomfortable. Her body language could show this, like her shrinking down. She could directly move herself or move his arm away. She could also use her phone to use text to communicate as they do multiple times in this episode. Just because she does not speak does not mean she can be unable to express consent. 

So far with their interactions she has not reacted negatively to any of his physical advances. So there is no precedent currently set for him thinking she will be uncomfortable. It is understandable for him to do what comes naturally to him, then back off if she takes issue with that. You should err on the side of caution when interacting with people you don’t know the boundaries of. But as of now she has never taken any issue with his behavior. They have known each other for a bit and clearly expressed that she enjoys spending time with him. 

We also have the benefit of seeing directly into her mind. So we know that she is comfortable with this and enjoying it. We know there is no notable pressure in her mind that would make her think she couldn’t take action if she was uncomfortable. He has never done anything that would make her feel threatened. There is pressure from her being in his house, meaning he would be in a stronger position to take advantage of her. There can be pressure from her being in his place. But nothing he has done would make her feel unsafe being with him, and he did nothing to pressure her into accepting. Later when he keeps asking more questions, he stops to ask her if these questions are making her uncomfortable. I do think he could have asked earlier as he says he should have. But it makes sense that he asks this after she previously responded “sorry” instead of answering his question. That gave him a clear reason to think he may have made her uncomfortable. You should also keep in mind that with this series trying to write grounded, realistic characters, people are not going to act perfect. I think this is doing a good job of portraying a character who is interacting with someone they don’t exactly know how to interact with. He is not perfect, but he is acting with good intentions and learning to be better. And this fits with his character, of being someone who desires to learn. And you cannot learn without doing. Which he does by interacting with Yuki then changing if needed. We see him learning from her responses and understanding her better. He previously grabbed her hand roughly, now he grabs her softly. When he tickles her, she pushes him away, so he stops. He asks her what the boundaries are, and does not push those boundaries until he gets the full answer later. Most direct of all, she chooses to say that she is not setting any physical boundaries with him. And then after understanding that he pushes forward to his furthest escalation of kissing her hand. How many more confirmations of healthy consent does one need? Consent is a nuanced topic that can differ from person to person, but I really think this episode should cover reasonable ideas of consent. This is a very long winded way of saying that to me her consent to his advances is clearly established. This is a fantastic showing of two characters getting to know each other and realizing each other’s boundaries. It’s rare to get such great chemistry when it comes to characters getting to know each other. I see nothing bad here.

Moving on from the main topic now. The different ways they communicate in this episode is so cute. I absolutely love them conversing through writing on the journal pages. This felt so natural and was super cute. 

I'm also glad they brought up the vocalization point in more detail. People telling her she has a weird voice made her insecure about vocalizing outside of her family. That’s very sad and makes sense as something that happened. And is a natural thing for him to ask about. His curiosity comes across as very genuine and endearing. I really see his deep desire to get to know her better. I really love these two as a couple. Their chemistry is great and their interactions are so wholesome and engrossing. 

I appreciate how fast everything is moving. We aren’t even 6 episodes in and most of the people interested in someone are making it very clear. Emma is trying way too hard with Itsuomi and causing some drama because of that. While kissing a hand can be seen as not romantic in some cultures that’s a bit harder to explain away as him just being curious and thinking Yuki’s cute. Rin is trying but kinda failing, cmon girl you got this. Yuki is not confessing but saying anything is fine with him goes pretty far. I could actually see Kyouya being dense enough to not see her making moves but could also see him being aware. Oushi’s behavior could be seen as just overly protective and a bit possessive rather than romantic but I think it’s probably going to go in the romantic direction. Everyone feels very natural, sweet and awkward in the best ways. I’m very excited to see how things continue both romantically and for the conflicts that are being set up. 

Another set of great episodes! If I continue to feel the passion to write about this, I’ll continue doing incremental reviews rather than waiting until the end to do one more. Don’t assume that I’m not enjoying it anymore if you don’t see another right away though. Thanks for reading!

[bunnieshoneys]

Just left a comment on the new chapter (incredible, as always) and I have follow-up questions that I hope you don't mind answering!!!

I saw you mention in a reply to someone else that you want the opportunity to go off about the scene where Suguru is crying — so this is me giving you the authorisation to do that! I mentioned in my comment how surprising and refreshing it is that Suguru openly recognises that he and Satoru are in love with each other, but couldn't work out if that's why he's crying or whether it's like sorrow for what Satoru is doing to himself or something else entirely? Please tell us everything you're itching to say about this scene, I'm *begging* you!!

Also, I'm desperate to know what Satoru thought when he saw Suguru. As writers, I know we make the choice *not* to show things for deliberate reasons and I love the narrative distance you maintain from young Satoru — it's a beautiful parallel to canon. THAT SAID do you have any intentions to write a scene from his POV at any point or will it all be retrospective? I just wanna know what went through his head in that moment 😭

Lastly, no kiss and confession until the end of the chapter... So exactly *what* were the two of them doing in those hotel rooms this whole chapter???? 👀

Thank you in advance!! Grateful for anything you share with us ♥

i just saw your comment eeeeee but ill reply to that later,,, ive had a huge influx of attention on ao3 so iv been clearing my inbox out bc its! quite! overwhelming!

ooohhh my god that scene. first: suguru's not crying bc hes jealous (mostly, anyway). of course, there's a level of jealousy that comes into play, since he definitely feels a little jealous. but most of it isnt to do with that. there's worry for satoru, because he's not being particularly careful about covering his sexuality, and that comes with a whole host of problems in their sport: lost sponsorships, scandal, etc. there's confusion, too, like why is his friend deliberately doing this and putting himself in harm's way for seemingly no reason, and why is he so calm about putting himself in these situations. then there's the guilt about feeling all of this: if satoru's happy, he shouldn't care, and why does he even care so much? Oh, and he's drunk and watching satoru do actual, genuine, hard drugs. yeah, its just a whole tangle of emotions he doesn't know how to deal with, and even less so when he was drunk. he just feels guilt, envy, and sadness all at once and he's SO poorly equipped to deal with it.

if you mean in the past, post-crying scene, satoru never saw suguru outside the club. its not explicitly mentioned, but in my head, yuki picked him up and took him back to the hotel. Choso went back in by himself to punch give a talking to the mechanic, and sent satoru back to shoko. so yeah, satoru doesn't know suguru even saw him with this guy!

they weren't doing anything apart from talking, teehee. they're just silly little guys.

thank you for your comments and asks tumblr user fushiglow i love you endlessly.

[mariahcarreyyy]

pls forgive me for ranting on your tl but i’m wondering if anyone on here could help me place a few f1 dots together bc i truly am so new to the community that im not sure if i have some missing pieces or something:

i’m actually so devastated for carlos?? idk it feels like a lot of ppl don’t like him (there could be very valid reasons but im absolutely clueless as of rn bc i haven’t seen anything) but like? he gave so much to ferrari and they don’t give a fuck? but at the same time i’m not mad at lewis either bc i feel like something truly truly soul-crushing had to happen for him to want to leave merc.

i also always felt like that moment where charles & lewis posted that pic where they both got disqualified was a pre-curser to something bigger. although it’ll be a weird fight for 1st driver between LH44 & CL16, i think there’s so much mutual respect between the both of them that they will find a way to work. lewis seems like a driver who could POSSIBLY acknowledge that it’s time for new drivers to get more spotlight, and maybe make some more way for charles to shine (and i think fred also wouldn’t have signed LH w/o keeping this in mind

i hope carlos still has a seat in 2025, i think he has a lot to offer still, and i can’t bare to not see/think ab carlando on the grid every race

crying screaming at the fact that i got some very rare ferrari cs55 merch it literally feels like a vintage item now jesus christ

i have more thoughts but let me shut the fuck up for now 😭

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hmmm i mean me personally i dont hate or love carlos, he's just there most of the time LMFAO but i feel SO FUCKING BAD like esp his story on insta while ferrari didnt even talk about him?????? sobbing.

okay now THATS where i disagree HAHAHAHA🙈 lewis wants nothing more than his eighth, and rightfully so. charles wants nothing more than to a be a world champion at ferrari, and again, rightfully so. But at the end of the day, only ONE of them will be able to win races. its a selfish sport yk, and you cant really blame them for that. Just look at nico and lewis, both extremely talented drivers who had a lot of respect & love between them and still, the pressure of racing got to them.

im not saying that charles and lewis will end up like brocedes, but i also dont think that they can manage both being no.1 drivers. And, i also dont think that either one of them would settle for being no.2.

i dont think they'll bring in someone new to the sport so im pretty sure carlos will stay on the grid. Honestly, the best case scenerio: lewis to ferrari, the open merc seat goes to fernando, the open aston seat goes to yuki, and then the open alpha tauri (i am choosing not to believe its rebrand is real) seat can go to liam lawson, cus tbh he deserves it way more than 1/2 the drivers on the grid. ALSO i think the best decision redbull could make, now, is kicking checo tf out and replacing him with sainz. I js think sainz would be a PERFECT teammate to max and a good no.2 driver, and then he'll probably go to audi in 2026

THE MERCH😭😭😭 dont ever call that vintage again i will cry. i keep seeing sad charlos edits on my fyp and it makes me wanna puke

[soggykookiesandcream]

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Taehyung's POV (second timeline)

"Taeeeee?" I hear Yuna yell my name from the kitchen and I spring up from my office chair and teleport.

"Yes, baby?" I look around before I notice the oven and the smoke coming from it, "What the hell?"

"I don't know! It just exploded when I was trying to bake cookies," she scowls, "Stupid oven. Now how am I gonna make my cookies?"

I chuckle at the way she isn't worried about the oven but her cookies.

"What are you laughing at?" She looks at me, "Get me a new oven or something. I wanna bake cookies for Yuki."

"For Yuki?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Yeah, she called me early in the morning asking me for cookies," she sighs leaning on the kitchen island, "She wanted my cookies. She wasn't satisfied with Yoongi's rock hard cookies or the store-bought ones."

"She is spoiled, isn't she?" I joke and trap her against the kitchen island.

She just places her hands on my chest and smiles in satisfaction, "I love her."

"Don't we all?" I kiss her cheek, "She's our princess."

"I love our kids to the point where I can't express it," she leans forwards hugging me, "I just really hope we stay like this. Forever."

"We will," I smile softly.

"Or I'll make sure we will."

Namjoon's POV (obviously second timeline bc the first timeline Namjoon is dead :( ) 

"Can we concentrate?" I ask in annoyance as Hoseok fumbles around with the coffee mugs and sugar packets.

"Yeah, yeah, of course," Hoseok grins, "I'm just excited to go to Egypt again."

I sigh with a smile and turn around to see Seokjin staring off outside with a straight face. I walk up to him and hug him from behind resting my chin on his shoulder, "What's wrong, baby?"

"I miss Yuna," he sighs, "I miss her goofing around with us when we were trying to concentrate."

"I miss her too," I sigh. It's been so many years. She was diligent and would come every day to work but slowly she started taking more and more days off after giving birth to her second child till she finally quit. Not that I'm not happy for her but I just miss how it used to be. I expected everything to stay the same way. The four of us, happy and excited about every project. I knew one day we'd all find our significant others and leave with them but I remember Hoseok bluntly telling me that I obviously had a crush on Seokjin and then telling me that he loved Yuna so much. I expected us four to stay the same forever. Him and her, Seokjin and I. Together on projects and expeditions.

But things turned out so different. The pain in Hoseok's eyes every time Yuna and Taehyung shared a loving moment. He would just sit there smiling sadly wishing it was him and knowing it would never be him. If only he had told her before she met Taehyung... Oh, but what was the use? Hoseok would have been dead then. 

I rub my chin on Seokjin's shoulder softly, "Let's go visit her, Hyung. It's not like we never see her. We see her almost every month."

"Yeah, but it's not the same," I hear a small sob, "I really wish she was with us every day like we were."

"Hyung!" I whine, "Don't cry..."

"Can we ask her to come back? Is it too late," he chuckles, "I just don't like seeing Hoseok unable to move on."

"He will move on. Just give him time," I place a soft kiss on his neck, "C'mon, we have work."

He lets out a deep breath, "Okay."

"Let's start with planning the route-" I hear the doorbell and I turn around, "I got it."

I rush to the door and open it, "Hello... Taehyung?" I ask in shock because he never visits us. He visits us only if Yuna is with him, "Is Yuna here too?"

Hoseok springs up at the mention of Yuna, "Yuna? Where?" He rushes to the door and looks outside from behind. Taehyung seemed rather conflicted in talking to me. Is he okay?

"Are you okay, Taehyung?" Hoseok asks before I could get to it.

"What?" He looks at Hoseok, "Oh, yeah. Of course."

"Come in," I step aside to let him in.

"Nice place," he comments seeing the mess everywhere and I raise my eyebrow. This wasn't the first time he saw our place and this wasn't the first time he saw it messy.

"Why so?" I ask as I get to the kitchen, "Want any drink?"

"Uh, no. It's okay. Thank you," he breathes out and sits on the couch.

"You seem tense," Seokjin says, "Did anything happen between you and Yuna?"

"Not really. It's just uh," he looks down, "Complicated."

"Did you cheat on Yuna?" Seokjin's eyes widen.

"No, no," he chuckles, "Of course not."

"Then?"

"It's just disagreements," he replies and I tilt my head to the side in confusion. Why would he come here? Did he expect us to help him? He usually goes to his castle and talks to his minister... Or at least that's what Yuna's told us.

"Not to be rude or anything," I interrupt, "Why are you here?"

"Just wanted to see you guys," he smiles. 

"You saw us last month," Hoseok rolls his eyes. 

"One month is," he sighs, "Too long."

Hoseok laughs hysterically, "For a guy who wanted us all dead, one month of not seeing us is too long? What? Missed us too much?"

I roll my eyes at Hoseok trying to stir up drama, "Shut up, Hoseok. He doesn't hate us."

"Of course," Hoseok mutters standing up at leaving with his mug.

"Ignore him," I sigh and sit down beside Seokjin, "He's just... Never mind," I smile and dismiss what was about to slip out from my mouth. He would be dead if Taehyung ever knows what Hoseok feels for Yuna. 

Taehyung nods as he looks at Seokjin, "You look exactly the same."

Seokjin laughs, "Of course, I'll look the same even if I'm sixty or seventy. I don't age."

I laugh along with him but my heart tells me something was wrong. Taehyung wasn't his usual self with us and he was rather silent. Did Yuna and he fight that bad?

"Why did you guys fight?" I ask.

"Um," he sighs, "She wanted something and I didn't give it to her."

"Why not?" Seokjin chuckles, "You're literally a God and a rich CEO. Just get it for her."

"It isn't like that," he looks up at me,

"It was physically impossible for me to give her what she wanted."

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[mango-bango-bby]

AAAAA i need to see 🔔 with shoto pls pls pls!! i wanna see happy dad shoto and twins 🥺 -🍱

♡ Babies First Christmas ♡

(A/N: Domestic time, domestic time!!!! I love writing domestic fics so much, I hope you like 🥺🥺 I always love writing for Dad!Shoto and Yoko and Yuki,, idk they’re just all so cute!!!)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, kids, domestic stuff

Summary: It’s Yoko and Yuki’s first Christmas! (Yan!Todoroki x AFAB!reader)

Holiday Cheer Event ➸ ♡

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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You blink your eyes open, the sun flooding in through the window. You blink once again, finally looking around the room, seeing Shoto and both of your twin daughters on the bed. “Good morning” you say, getting the attention of Yoko and Yuki, both of them babbling at you.

“Good morning, love” Shoto says, Yoko babbling at you from in his arms. The twins were almost a year old, although this would be their first Christmas with you two. “When did the girls wake up?” You ask, sitting up in the sheets and grabbing Yuki who was currently making grabby hands at you.

“Hmm, not long ago. I think they know it’s Christmas” He says. He had woken up to both of them crying, he didn’t want to wake you up though so he just calmed them both down before bring them into your room. Yoko and Yuki liked just sitting on the bed with you and Shoto do they didn’t mind. “They probably do, don’t you?” You say, cooing at the end of your sentence as you’re talking to Yuki. Yuki just blows a raspberry at your question.

Shoto never really got to experience Christmas or any holiday for that matter. Although he wanted his children to have the opposite childhood that he had, he just wants your family to be loving. And he’s lucky to have that now, a loving partner and two lovely daughters. Even if the way you two got together was... rocky, you both still loved each other.

“Do you wanna open presents and then we’ll eat some breakfast?” You ask Shoto, seeing him nod his head. You start to get up, Yuki whining at you when you do. “No need, darling, I can bring the presents in here” He says when he noticing his daughters getting upset at you trying to get up off the bed.

You only nod at him. Shoto hands you Yoko so he can get up off the bed and get the presents. You smooth down some of Yoko’s red hair, it was always so messy in the morning. Her sisters seemed to be the opposite, her white hair was always pretty smoothed down. You giggle a bit, ruffling her hair. Even with different eye and hair colors they both look so much alike, they both got Shoto’s soft face.

It doesn’t take long until he comes back into the room, carrying all of the different presents. You smile when you notice the one that was for him. You know he’ll probably like it.

You and Shoto help both of the twins open their presents as the most they would do was slap the box and babble. You smile when they squeal at the presents, Yoko particularly liking a bear shaped rattle and Yuki particularly liking a teething toy that looks like a strawberry.

“You open yours next! It’s from me” You say, smiling and trying to hold in your excitement. Shoto does as you request, picking up the light box. Tearing off all the wrapping paper, it’s just an empty box.

Well except for a small piece of paper with the words ‘I’m pregnant’ written on it.

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[oshicakes]

their s/o not giving them any affection

pairings. hinata shoyo x reader, bokuto koutarou x reader, tendou soatori x reader

genre. fluff

a/n. im kinda busy with my reports and some quizzes in my major subjects, that’s why i can’t write that much lately hahaha sorryyy!

other: kenma, suna and iwaizumi version, semi, sugawara and terushima

Hinata Shoyo

he’s really used to you being clingy to him. you like clinging onto his arms all the time and even when he’s sweaty after the match you’d wrap your arms around his neck.

and he get extra hyper because of that. that it makes some of his teammates annoyed.

one day the whole teammate ganged up on you to not give any affection for a week and in return they’ll buy the both of you a ticket to a buffet restaurant. so you agreed.

he was surprised when you dodge his hug. but later on whines at you on why won’t you let him hug you.

days had come, his teammates saw that whenever he whines about you dodging his touches, after that he’ll be okay so they need to step up the game.

to push hinata to his limits, his teammates decided to hug you one by one and not let hinata have a hug on you.

they hugged you one by one which surprised you but realized afterwards what they’re trying to do. and when it’s hinata’s turn you quickly went away from him

so you ran on the other side of the gym and surprisingly he ran to you to. so it end up him chasing you while whining. “y/n-chaaaaan! hug me too! you’re unfair! i’m your boyfriend! maybe you don’t want me anymore.”

that made you stop and all of his teammates were shock. while he storm out of the gym. they gave you an apologetic face and just gave them a faint smile.

you chased him and found him at the stairs to their club room.

“shoyo… im sorry.” he didn’t answer. he crossed his arms at his chest and looked away from you with a pouty face. “hmp!” 

“i didn’t mean to make you feel that way, they just wanna tease you. i’m sorry again. i promise i won’t do this again.” 

“really?” he looked at you in his pouty face. you nodded and come close to him.

you cupped his face and kissed his forehead, both cheeks, nose and chin. “yes, i promise you that.”

to hide his blushing face he pulled your hips forward so he could bury his onto your belly. ypu giggled when you saw how red his ears are. “im sorry again for agreeing to them.”

“it’s okay. but who’s idea is this?”

“kageyama. he said he wants to avenge for all the tosses that he gave you but you missed spiking it.”

“KAGEYAMAAAAA!” after that he speed his way back to the gym.

Bokuto Koutarou

both of you are clingy to each other. the only time you get to be away from each other is when he have practice and match and also when going home since you live the opposite street to him.

your in each other’s side whenever there’s a break time, lunch and walking home.

so when you got too focused being with the vbc’s managers all day that you didn’t get to eat lunch with him and during break time youre with the managers. it was quite normal to you but to bokuto, no.

he’s not used to you not giving him any attention and not giving him hugs or kisses. he wouldn’t take a day without your affection.

he’s about to spike then when he saw leaving the gym carrying your bag, making him miss akaashi’s set. and that’s when he just lost it. shoulder slouched down, hair down and sadly starring at the door. “y/n-chan left me.”

you’re at the restaurant that yukie have been telling you, about how good their yakiniku is. you received a text from akaashi. “bokuto-san won’t come out of the storage room. please help us, y/n-san.”

you opened the door and you found you’re boyfriend in between the stacked mats, hugging his knees.

“ko, what’s wrong?” he lift his head and met you’re eyes. you were shock to see his teary eyes. you quickly go infront of him and bend down.

“what happened? are you okay? are you hurt?” he nodded. “where?” he just pointed at his chest. “let’s go to the clinic!”

he stopped you when you’re about to go. “my heart hurts because you don’t love me anymore.”

“what?! that’s not true, ko.” you cupped his face. “i love you, okay?”

“really? then why aren’t you spending time with me anymore? no koko, no hug, no kiss.”

“i’m sorry, i didn’t realize that i’m making you feel that way. yukie have been telling me this restaurant where they sell delicious yakiniku, so i went there and buy you one.“

“i thought you went home.”

“no, im sorry i didn’t tell. are you good now?”

“yeah… but i need hundreds of hug and kiss!” he jump on you causing the both of you crash on the floor. you let out a squeal while he just laugh.

“ko, get up! you’re heavy.” he shake his head and tighten his grip on your waist. “i don’t wanna!” he responded.

“if you behave and do well on your practice today, you can stay tonight at my house. we also need to do something about your math, akaashi said you failed at it.”

“AKAASHI PROMISED NOT TO TELL YOU THAT!”

Tendou Satori

you’ve been busy lately for the upcoming school festival and as a preisident of student council you have to make sure everything will go smoothly.

he seem to not mind it so you just let it be. but in reality he’s been dying to catch your attention and hug him like before.

so tendou decided to come by to your house to check on you and to spend time with you.

it took you minutes before opening up the front door. you we’re happy seeing him and that made you motivated to finish all your paper works. so you quickly go to your room.

"y/n-chan!” he was shock when you didn’t kiss him in the cheeks like you used to do when you see him, you didn’t even greeted him.

it was past 5 when you finished all your work. you tidied it up and hurriedly went down. but to your dismay you didn’t see tendou there.

“mom? did you see satori when you came home”

“no, did he came by?” you nodded. your mom teased you that he might break up with you for not giving him any of your time.

you decided to go to his dorm. you got there in just minutes since its just a walking distance to your home. ypu spotted ushijima at the lobby with the other third years. you greeted them all.

“ushijima, is satori in your room?”

“yes, he was sleeping. you can go there if you want.” you bowed and rush your way to their room.

you spotted your boyfriend laying on the upper bunk of the bed. curled in his blanket. you went up to it and lay down beside him.

it startled him when you hugged him from behind. he abruptly move around to face you. “eh? why are here?”

“im sorry. i got too busy and i didn’t have time for you anymore.”

“it’s okay, i understand. you have responsibilities and i just can’t demand your time. i don’t wanna be a bother to you.” he smiled but there’s still sadness in it. you took a deep breathe and kissed him on his lips. “i thought you’re slowly drifting away from me.”

“i love you with every bits of me. im stuck with you, foreeever.” his eyes went soft, it almost look like he’s close to crying. “you’re not a bother to me, okay? you’re my boyfriend, i gave you your right to demand my time.”

“i don’t think i ever deserve you.”

this happens sometimes when he’s so down then starts to doubt himself, so you always take note to make him feel special and loved. he’s an insucure man because he got a tough childhood.

“you deserve everything, satori. you are the most precious, loving and funny human being i know. please, don’t ever doubt yourself. i love you, always remember that.”

“thank you for choosing me, y/n. i love you so muuuuch!” you hummed and snuggled closer to him.

“mom invited you to eat dinner with us.”

“okay, just give me five more minutes.”

“you know we can continue snuggling at home, right?”

“yeah, continue it to y/n’s house, tendou.”

both of you startled at the deep voice that suddenly appear. “USHIWAKA!”

[taylorswiftbutsimp]

IᑎᖴᗩTᑌᗩTIOᑎ

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: The great Satoru Gojo falls Inlove with you at a young age, they said that young love he felt was just a phase he had to prove the elders wrong.

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: Gojo Satoru, Gojo being a menace, dense reader, next clan head reader, gojo crushing on reader, power couple, dynamic relationship, some errors and typo, high school crush, 1st-year reader, some manga spoilers, high achiever reader

Japan, you missed Japan so much the country where you were born you spend your whole childhood here sadly at 12 you moved out and got sent to London to learn how to use your jutsu technique

Being a child of a one night stand was hard for you, you assumed that your mother forgot that you existed and gave birth to you, while your father had died while you were a little girl

You don't care at all, you had great grandparents who raised you and are proud of you they supported you no matter what, at 14 yuki tsukumo, trained you hard she likes pushing you to the edge

You asked her why she does that her answer was “I know you can do better than, that you just haven't discovered it yet”

Traveling and training around the world with her was fun especially with the cash on your account, it has been sealed that you're the next clan head of the family l/n’s

L/n was one of the most powerful clans being gifted with gods towards their kindness of helping does who need

You have been told that you can possess the techniques of the three clans in the jujutsu world

Yuki your mentor was interested in that she wanted to see how you can use the six eyes, 10th shadow technique, and the blood manipulation wisely

But now she's focused on helping you have friends you said you don't need anyone since you are all fine on your own but she insisted and sent you to jutsu high

“Cmon you're too tense y/n-chan~ people here are kind, besides you wanna learn how to heal right? Shoko ieiri she can help you!”

“Oh great I guess🙄”

Blue eyes, you hated how cocky he is and dared to flirt with your sensei and how dare he looked down on you , He doesn't even know you and he looks down on you like you some shit

Miss pretty head, why do you have to make him like his small he gets jealous of people how sweet and cold you can be but jealous because you treat people nicely and you treat him like a piece of shit

So he has to annoy you to get your attention although you do your best to ignore him

“Hey (name)~ can I have some cookies~~”

“No there for shoko-senpai please leave me alone”

“That hurts, why?”

“What do you mean why?

“Why do you have to treat me like I'm a piece of shit”

“Because you're annoying”

“Nah I’m just cool”

“Whatever, grandpa”

“HEY!”

“Cry about it”

Achiever

That's what he likes about you, you're perfect in every way he looks at you with adoration and full of love sadly you can't feel the same way like he does

He likes it when you play the guitar and the piano in the music room how talented you are and elegant you sing

He was invited to your clan because of your baby cousin first birthday the ze’nin and Kamo was glancing at you how beautiful you are and how your mother shows the room she liked

Your mother showed how many achievements you have not a single 3rd place was rewarded to you it was all 1st place maybe a few 2nd places but it was filled with 1st place trophy’s and medal

“Mom, even if I vanish what would I do with does trophy and medals~”

Your cute he laughed at your baby picture when your mother and father showed how you looked when you were young

He tells himself maybe falling in love with you was right for him, fate lend him here.

Rejected or not he has to tell you what he felt what if you found someone without knowing he likes you.

People talk frequently they tell him that he will not fall in love, just once Because of his actions

1. He is unfaithful

2. He has a big ego

But why did he stop hooking up with girls, he has a big ego but a pretty face which attracts many women and sometimes men.

He heard what you and utahime talked about he didn't mean it but he just can't stop himself from not hearing the conversation

“You know if you're interested in a relationship you should find a man who accepts your bad side and also a gentleman like nanami!”

“Ehe im not interested in love I just don't wanna commit to someone im scared and I want someone who understands me and makes me happy even on dark days, a man like that can only be found on books”

“Utahime give her a break besides who needs a man when you have yourself and money”

Confession

He has to tell you the whole truth no matter how it damages his ego, for once he was the first one to confess and make the first move

Standing beside the sakura tree there was you in front of him processing what he just said

“You know im not fully rejecting you but I'll give you a chance to change, I want you to learn how to do chorus, simple chorus, maybe then ill date you”

“I’ll do anything for you, I’ll give you the world itself”

That was a long time ago it was the best day and the best year for him, you gave him a chance, and now he's busy taking care of your little ones

Gods may give him the six eyes as a blessing but it was wrong the blessing was you the family you both created. In this awful world

Happy new year everyone🥰🥳

[jujumin-translates]

Event | 5th Anniversary: The Way Back Home | Chapter 2 - Style of Thanks

*Contains spoilers for Act 12 - eternal moment*

Izumi: …And, send.

Izumi: (Well, I guess I’ll look through the survey results too. I’ve been trying to avoid reading them until they were completely tallied.)

Izumi: …

Survey Response: 《I’m glad I’ve been supporting you for all this time.》

Survey Response: 《I thought things might change after you guys became famous, but I was relieved to see that you guys are still the MANKAI Company we all know and love.》

Survey Response: 《I couldn’t help but cry when I remembered Spring Troupe’s debut performance.》

Survey Response: 《I’m glad you didn’t disband. MANKAI Company is my emotional support theater company!》

Izumi: --.

Izumi: (It makes me really thankful… to realize again just how many people have supported us all the way up until this point.)

Izumi: (I know we made them worry when the company was in danger of disbanding. Even though there was nothing we could really do about it, I still feel bad.)

Izumi: (I wonder just what we can do for everyone who has supported us.)

Izumi: …There’s only one thing we can do.

Izumi: (I mean, there’s no better way to give back to our fans than with a performance. I’ll talk to everyone about it!)

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Banri: Looks like we’re all here.

Izumi: Well then, let’s get this thing started. First of all, has everyone read through the survey results I sent to you?

Tasuku: I haven’t gotten through all of it yet.

Citron: I read it all in one sitting! 

Kumon: Me too! Everyone’s feedback was so passionate that I couldn’t stop reading until there was nothing left to read! 

Kazunari: I totes get that! I was supes happy to hear every lil’ bit of feedback I could get~.

Muku: I didn’t have a lot of time, but I read through some of it.

Juza: I read ‘bout half of it.

Izumi: I read it over again quickly and I thought about it a bit and--.

Tenma: You want to do something to show our appreciation, right?

Izumi: Eh--.

Banri: I knew this was where things were headed the moment you said you called a meetin’.

Sakuya: I really felt that I wanted to give something back while I was reading through the survey results too!

Tsumugi: I did as well. Everyone’s feelings were just so warm. It makes you want to reciprocate. 

Izumi: Ahaha. You all know me too well.

Izumi: So yeah, the first thing I want to do is to give back our gratitude to everyone who’s supported us to this point.

Izumi: It’ll be a testament to our will to continue protecting MANKAI. 

Izumi: And this time, it won’t be a “special award”, it’ll essentially be a vow to win the Fleur Award again. So how about a special performance of the MANKAI Performance?

Homare: What a splendid idea.

Misumi: I wanna do that! 

Azuma: Our fans really did enjoy that performance.

Guy: I agree.

Sakyo: Having a performance to pay off the debt we’ve racked up from renovating the theater would be a good idea. 

Yuki: If it’s a special performance of the MANKAI Performance, does that mean all twenty-four of us are going to be performing again?

Izumi: Yeah, that’s where our one problem comes up.

Omi: It would be pretty challenging to do something of that scale again, wouldn’t it?

Chikage: And not to mention, it would take quite a bit of time to prepare for.

Tsuzuru: Ah, actually, there’s something I’d kinda like to do--.

Tsuzuru: Back when we first did the performance, I really wanted to show more aspects of the characters, but it was hard to do due to the length of the show…

Tsuzuru: The story itself was already huge. If I had expanded upon it, it would’ve taken up too much of the performance time, so I cut it.

Tsuzuru: So what if we did a spin-off focusing on each of the teams, like A12, STARS, ANIMS, the Space Police, y’know?

Izumi: That’s a great idea! 

Itaru: I’m sure our fans would eat that up.

Misumi: I’d be really happy to get to be part of STARS again! 

Taichi: And I can’t wait to find out more about ANIMS! 

Chikage: If we have it set in the same world, we can have all four troupes perform in one go.

Sakyo: That would be rather practical.

Masumi: What’ll it be about?

Tsuzuru: Since we’re all here, I wanna hear everyone’s requests of what they’d like to do for it.

Citron: I want to have a very loud party with everyone! 

Tsuzuru: On stage?

Citron: I want to be able to have fun with my fellow A12 dwellers! 

Itaru: I mean, there weren't any scenes like that in the OG one.

Sakuya: I like the idea of that kind of after-story! 

Taichi: I want more scenes of me and the rest of ANIMS being violent! 

Azami: It would be nice to have more scenes where we’re actually doin’ pirate stuff.

Misumi: I wanna find treasure with the rest of STARS! 

Kazunari: Samesies! I wanna go diving in ancient ruins! 

Tasuku: If we’re dividing the stories up by troupe, it’d be nice if the Space Police and the ARC investigators could get along a little more.

Azuma: That’s true, they weren’t that involved with each other in the original.

Homare: I’d like to do more Space Police-style investigations! 

Sakyo: I’ll tell you one thing-- The MANKAI Performance isn’t just any old performance. It’s an important performance we inherited from the first generation.

Sakyo: Even though this performance is a thank you to our fans, it will also attract other attention.

Sakyo: The contents of it will need to be carefully considered.

Izumi: …That is true. We need to make sure we’re not just having a celebration.

Tenma: That said, maybe we should spend a little more time thinking about it, instead of just keeping our same old tone.

Sakuya: …Umm.

Sakuya: I know this might be a long shot, but could we do a training camp?

Izumi: Training camp?

Sakuya: At the time of the MANKAI Performance, I traveled by myself and saw all kinds of sights and met a lot of different people.

Sakuya: I think it really opened up my world and broadened my view of things.

Sakuya: It was because I was in a different environment from usual that I was able to look at the MANKAI Performance from a different perspective I think…

Izumi: I see. A change of scenery might be a good idea.

Yuki: Having all of us travel somewhere together would be expensive. There’s no way we’ll get an okay from the Money-Grubbing Yakuza.

Sakyo: …If each troupe goes on cheap tours, it won’t be too costly.

Sakyo: I’ll allow the cost up to a certain amount. Anything over is your own responsibility.

Taichi: That’s unusually generous! 

Banri: I dunno if I’d really call that generous with terms like that.

Azuma: It’s perfectly fine. There’s more freedom if each troupe can go where they’d like.

Kazunari: Where are we gonna go!? 

Kumon: No clue! But I’m sure going anywhere with everyone will be fun~!

Hisoka: Marshmallow factory tour…

Tasuku: You’re too devoted to your desires.

Izumi: Well then, the plan is to have each troupe work out the details of the special MANKAI Performance at their respective training camps. Good luck!

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IDOLiSH7 6th Anniversary Special Story: Full of Heart...

Chapter 4: Unreasonable Demands

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6

Tamaki Yotsuba: I'm glad you can get your photo now, So-chan. But are you sure you can make it to the North Pacific?

Sogo Osaka: I think so... He did say he could make a stop at the nearest yacht harbor.

Sogo Osaka: What about your photo? You mentioned that Re:vale could help...

Tamaki Yotsuba: Yeah. I just messaged them, and they said they were gonna come pick us up.

Sogo Osaka: Pick us up?

[Toot toot!]

Tamaki Yotsuba: Ah! That's Momorin's car!

Momo: Tamaki! Sogo!

Yuki: Good evening.

Sogo Osaka: I'm sorry you had to come all this way! Tamaki-kun didn't tell me you were coming for us until just now...

Momo: It's fine! Hop on!

Tamaki Yotsuba: Where are we going?

Yuki: Back in time.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Heh. If I could time travel, there's a ton of stuff I'd wanna do.

Yuki: Same here.

Tamaki Yotsuba: I bet you would too, So-chan.

Sogo Osaka: Sure.

Momo: I've got a ton of stuff I'd change, too. But sorry, we're not actually going back in time. We're going to Yuki's place!

Tamaki Yotsuba: That's fine. There's a bunch of stuff I wanna do there, too.

Yuki: Like what?

Tamaki Yotsuba: Playing the guitar. Teach me.

Yuki: Okay.

Sogo Osaka: You could've asked me, too... Though I'm sure Yuki-san has better foundations and technique...

Tamaki Yotsuba: I don't wanna learn from you. You'd get on my case about being bad. Yukirin seems way nicer.

Yuki: I'm a lot scarier than you think.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Huh..? Oh, right. No way am I gonna learn from you. I'll just ask Ban-chan.

Yuki: Ban's not any better, you know. He'll click his tongue and call you an amateur.

Tamaki Yotsuba: If he did that, I'd start crying...

Sogo Osaka: I would, too...

Momo: I'd cry so much, my tear ducts would never recover...

[Toot toot!]

Momo: Ah! We can talk later! Hurry up and get in the car!

Sogo Osaka: ...Thank you!

Momo: Off we go! 

- - - -

Tamaki Yotsuba: Yaaay! Long time no see, Yukirin's place.

Sogo Osaka: Tamaki-kun, you could at least thank Yuki-san for his hospitality.

Yuki: It's fine... Hey. Tamaki-kun, wait, at least put some slippers on before you walk in.

Tamaki Yotsuba: It's fine.

Yuki: It's not fine. Put them on.

Sogo Osaka: I'm sorry about him! I'll make him wear them! Tamaki-kun, come back here. You can't just run into people's homes like that.

Tamaki Yotsuba: I was so excited that I had to floor it.

Momo: I guess you'll need to install traffic lights at your entrance hall, Yuki.

Yuki: I'll paint a little crosswalk on the floor while I'm at it.

Sogo Osaka: Thank you, and I'm very sorry for the trouble...

Yuki: I was joking. I guess you can be a bit soft on Tamaki-kun, too.

Sogo Osaka: Oh, that was a joke?

Momo: So, what's up?

Momo: You needed help finding a childhood photo for Welcome to Kids' Room, right?

Tamaki Yotsuba: Yeah...

Tamaki Yotsuba: Y'know the apartments I used to live at? There was this guy there who had a camera.

Momo: A guy with a camera?

Tamaki Yotsuba: I forget his name, but I think he lived in our neighborhood. He took a family photo of us.

Tamaki Yotsuba: I wanna meet him, so I can ask if he could reprint the picture we put in Mom's casket...

Tamaki Yotsuba: And for that, I need you guys to make some shady deals.

Re:vale: Shady deals..?

Tamaki Yotsuba: Yeah.

Re:vale: Shady deals!?

Tamaki Yotsuba: Yeah. I need the help of some underground type guys for this. Can't Re:vale make that happen?

Yuki: You want us...

Momo: To make shady deals...

Sogo Osaka: Re:vale... Please. If it's at all possible, then I'd like you to help him, too.

Momo: Now even Sogo's asking... No, hold on just a minute!

Momo: I'm not sure where you got the idea that we make ANY kind of shady deals to begin with. Yuki, do you know what they're talking about?

Yuki: I have no idea. You?

Momo: Nope... I feel like shady deals are the one thing we can't help with...

Tamaki Yotsuba: No way... I was sure you guys would have some leads.

Yuki: What kind of a deal were you planning?

Momo: I think we'll be more helpful than any of the "underground type guys" you had in mind.

Tamaki Yotsuba: I need someone to hack into every surveillance camera in the world, to find out where that dude is now.

Sogo Osaka: Every surveillance camera in the world..?

Tamaki Yotsuba: Even though most people don't realize it, there's shady organizations that control the world from the shadows!

Tamaki Yotsuba: Or at least that's what it said in this "Scary Truths of the World" book that Isumin had.

Yuki: You mean you read it in some book about the occult? And you went ahead and assumed we were associated with these shady organizations?

Tamaki Yotsuba: Yeah... Re:vale kinda gives me that sort of vibe sometimes...

Momo: I never knew people saw us that way. Heh, not bad.

Yuki: So basically, you want to know where that camera guy is now? Good thing I happen to know a private detective.

Sogo Osaka: You know a private detective? Did you meet him while studying for a role?

Yuki: No... I met him while looking for your manager...

Tamaki Yotsuba: Oh, Ban-chan!

Yuki: Yep.

Momo: But if that private detective couldn't find Ban-san, how useful could he possibly be?

Yuki: Probably not very useful, no.

Momo: But you still kept him on your payroll?

Yuki: Well, Ban taught me not to keep replacing our bandmates, and you taught me to hold people dear...

Momo: Oh, Yuki! You're such a good boy!!! You're a gentleman and a hottie rolled into one!  

Yuki: I sure am. I'll even forgive you for our earlier argument.

Tamaki Yotsuba: You guys had a fight?

Momo: We butted heads over our Welcome to Kids' Room photos, that's all.

Sogo Osaka: But why would you fight over your childhood pictures..?

Momo: Well... 

- - - -

Rinto Okazaki: Then it's settled. This will be your picture for the show, Momo-kun, and this will be yours, Yuki-kun.

Yuki: Wow..! You look adorable, Momo! A little round-cheeked boy with a tan, playing soccer. It's so cute.

Momo: ...Holy crap... A listless pretty boy, playing the guitar...

Yuki: I like this photo. I feel like it'd be a great source of energy whenever I'm tired from work.

Yuki: I know we talked using each other's selfies as lock screen backgrounds,   but I think these childhood photos would work better.

Rinto Okazaki: Great idea! I happen to have these picture lockets, would you like some?

Yuki: A locket? If I put Momo's picture in that, it'd be like he's my son.

Yuki: That could be kind of funny. Should we try it?

Momo: No way...

Yuki: What!?

Momo: I can't take this photo! As both your fan and your partner, I think this picture's bad news!

Yuki: How is it bad news!? Are you saying I'm not cute in it!?

Rinto Okazaki: I think you're positively adorable!

Momo: You're wearing SHORTS! Since when do you wear shorts!? There's no way we can show this on TV!

Yuki: And why not? Even I was once an innocent kid, like Iori-kun and Tamaki-kun.

Rinto Okazaki: I think you're still plenty innocent, Yuki-kun!

Yuki: That's it. I'm making a copy of this picture, and putting it inside your locket.

Momo: Oh, no you don't! I'm not wearing that, you hear me!?

Yuki: But you said we should use each other's pictures as lock screens!

Momo: I didn't say anything about our childhood pictures! I'm gonna lose my mind if I have to walk around with a picture like this dangling from my neck!

Momo: And how did you just so happen to have two lockets lying around!?

Rinto Okazaki: The president got them for you.

Yuki: He wants us to have each other's pictures?

Rinto Okazaki: No, he actually wanted you to have a childhood photo of himself and I.

Momo: Wait, I wanna see that!

Rinto Okazaki: Here it is.

Momo: Wow! You went to a studio for this one!

Momo: Okarin, is the one sitting on the chair you? Does that mean our prez is the one standing up?

Rinto Okazaki: That's correct.

Yuki: You and Rintaro look really alike. The suits look chic, so it's actually kind of cool.

Yuki: Was this taken for a special occasion?

Rinto Okazaki: Our neighborhood cameraman needed something to display on his shop window, so he took a picture of us.

Rinto Okazaki: We received the lockets as thanks.

Rinto Okazaki: He thought that if we brothers kept a picture with us, we'd always be able to find each other, no matter how far apart we end up.

Yuki: Huh. So it's a novelty gift. If you can call it that, anyway.

Rinto Okazaki: This was 20 years ago. Come to think of it, there was a picture of the cameraman's two sons on the window, too.

Rinto Okazaki: Though even our parents said they'd only ever seen the older brother.

Yuki: I see. Maybe something happened to the younger one, then. Poor thing...

Rinto Okazaki: Perhaps...

Rinto Okazaki: The older son's business failed, too, and eventually, the camera shop closed its doors for good.

Rinto Okazaki: My brother remembered the cameraman thanks to this picture. That was probably why he wanted you to have some, too.

Momo: So we could keep each other's pictures close by?

Rinto Okazaki: No. Like I said, it's our picture he wants you to put in the lockets.

Yuki: I think Rintaro's a little too in love with himself.

Rinto Okazaki: I'm sorry about him...

Momo: Ahaha! Still I think it could be funny to walk around with your picture hanging from our necks! Right, Yuki?

Momo: It would really show off our loyalty to Okazaki Productions, don't you think!?

Yuki: ......... Do you really hate the idea of having my picture that much..?

Momo: Uh, no...

Yuki: I see how it is. You refuse to keep my picture in a locket, but the Okazakis are fine?

Momo: I didn't mean it like that...

Rinto Okazaki: Ah, how unusual. Normally, it's Momo-kun doing these sort of interrogations.

Yuki: I can keep your photo in a locket, you know. I could even make you lunch for your practice match, Momose-kun.

Momo: Dang! I'm starting to feel jealous over my picture self..!

Yuki: I hope you'll grow up into an idol and be happy with me.

Momo: I don't think I can talk to your picture that easily... Or that casually...

Momo: Then again, wouldn't it be a little pervy if I started calling this picture of my partner "Master Yuki", or something..!?

Rinto Okazaki: I don't see the problem. Re:vale's already got an eccentric image, after all.

Yuki: I feel bad for my unwanted younger self. Give him back to me. I'll raise him with little Momose here.

Momo: I told you, that's not it! I'd never neglect little Yukito-san..!

Rinto Okazaki: There you go, starting some bizarre family roleplay. Allow me and my brother's picture to join in! 

- - - -

Momo: And that's how we started arguing.

Sogo Osaka: That sounds rough...

Yuki: Here's Momo's picture, by the way.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Wow! Momorin was so cute! Used to be super tan, too! With shiny white teeth!

Sogo Osaka: You really did put it in the locket.

Momo: Wanna see Okarin and his brother?

Tamaki Yotsuba: Okarin was adorbs, too! And I've never seen his brother! He's cute!

Yuki: Not anymore, he's not.

Sogo Osaka: So you did use Okazaki-san's picture for the locket.

Momo: I thought it'd be funny, and a good way to advertise our agency... Yuki's is too real for me to walk around wearing it. Do you get what I'm saying, Yuki?

Yuki: Not at all. I still feel bad for little me.

Momo: Don't you get grumpy on me again!

Yuki: ...In any case, I can introduce you to a useless private detective.

Tamaki Yotsuba: I'd rather you introduce me to a useful one. Does your detective pal know any better detectives?

Momo: Good point. If he's in the business, he's gotta know who his biggest rivals are!

Yuki: I'll try asking him.

[Dial tone]

Yuki: Hello, it's Yuki from Re:vale. Do you know any good detectives, other than you? Like, the king of private detecting or something...

Yuki: What..? There's a detective so great, he's only spoken of in legends..?

Tamaki Yotsuba: ........! A legendary detective..!!!

Sogo Osaka: He sounds like someone who could help! That's great, Tamaki-kun!

Yuki: I have a job for that detective. Get in touch with him for me. I need to find somebody. Yeah. I'm counting on you.

[Beep]

Momo: He's going to introduce us to a legendary detective!?

Yuki: He's willing to try, at least. I'll get in touch as soon as I hear from him again, Tamaki-kun.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Okay! Thanks!

Yuki: But... If it's too hard for you to get a hold of that picture, you can quit if you want, you know.

Momo: You guys must have better things to do, anyway. It's not like Ban-san or Maneko-chan are forcing you to do this, right?

Tamaki Yotsuba: Yeah, but...

Tamaki Yotsuba: I wanna have something like this pic of Momorin playing soccer, or Yukirin playing the guitar.

Re:vale: .........

Momo: Right. I hope you find your picture, Tamaki. We'll help in any way we can.

Yuki: If you run into trouble, call us.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Ehehe... Okay! 

- - - -

Sogo Osaka: .........

Sogo Osaka: They even drove us back to the dorm.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Yukirin's cooking was so yummy, and Momorin played with me a lot. Re:vale's super nice!

Sogo Osaka: It's because you're such a good kid.

Tamaki Yotsuba: .........

Sogo Osaka: You're so honest and kind, there's not a single person who wouldn't want you to live a happy life.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Haha... That's the opposite of what I used to hear, though.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Like when something I had broke, or something didn't make it to me in time, or something I'd been excited for didn't work out.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Apparently it was all a punishment, 'cause I'm such a bad, nasty kid.

Sogo Osaka: ........

Tamaki Yotsuba: I'd get mad and yell, "That's not true!", but still. Sometimes when I'm having a bad day, I remember that stuff.

Tamaki Yotsuba: I fall down, or something I like breaks, or I get caught in a rainstorm... And I wonder if I'm being punished.

Tamaki Yotsuba: I mean, I'm not THAT good of a kid. I don't work hard, I'm kinda rude. Plus I'm dumb.

Tamaki Yotsuba: ...If I was smarter, maybe I would've gotten a copy of that photo before it went into Mom's casket.

Tamaki Yotsuba: I don't have any pictures 'cause I'm an idiot who can't take proper care of anything.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Meanwhile, you're good at keeping things clean, and you do everything right.

Sogo Osaka: ...You're not an idiot, and the photo thing wasn't your fault.

Sogo Osaka: I can't believe anyone would say things like that to a child. Of course you're not being punished.

Tamaki Yotsuba: .........

Sogo Osaka: I can guarantee that you're not, so don't worry.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Ahaha! So-chan, you're acting kinda cool all of a sudden.

Tamaki Yotsuba: Thanks. 

To be continued...

[teslas-lame-archive]

simple question: please give your thoughts (brief or otherwise) on each i7 character!! ^^ -nagi anon

*cracks knuckles* oh my sweet anon, i hope you're prepared for the rant you've just invited /lh (i'm actually breaking this up into multiple posts cos it's gonna get long lmaooooo)

part 1/6

iori: he used to be the one i found the most relatable, back when i was in college and still had a tiny scrap of perfectionism left. i really like how the accent color for his stage costumes was changed from black to dark blue - i dunno if this was done for any story-related reason, but i like to think of it as a symbol of iori's personal growth throughout the series. like, he started out mostly focusing on riku, mitsuki, and the rest of the group, taking his own feelings into consideration very little, if at all. obviously he still cares a great deal about idolish7's success, since he's still their co-manager and all, but it's less about business for him now and more about wanting to achieve something great with his friends.

yamato: oh, boy. this guy. i have Feelings about yams. his lowkey self-loathing, his laid-back attitude that hides a load of anger, his sometimes alarming alcohol consumption (though tbf any regular alcohol consumption is slightly alarming to me because Reasons, so ymmv). he reminds me so much of myself it's kind of pathetic (minus the drinking lol). to be honest That One Scene with yuki, while weirdly cathartic, gives me hella anxiety cos it kind of forces me to think about my own violent impulses (and let me remind you, that was while he was SOBER). i never thought he would become one of my favorites, but here we are. maybe it's because his arc has a happy ending, and it shows that no one is irredeemable, no matter how much they may think so. :) also i'm partial to sanpaku characters lol

mitsuki: absolutely 100% the most underrated and under-appreciated. i will personally fight anyone who makes this man cry. i would kill god if it meant mitsuki never thought of himself as Not Good Enough again. like they've said several times throughout the series, making conversation is a skill, and doing it so easily is a TALENT. mitsuki's been blessed with the gift of being able to just talk to anyone and make it feel natural and fun! i wish i was even a single percent that good with people! those folks in the shop that one time can suck my entire ass. also wow i can't believe mitsuki is canonically trans u guys. also also it lowkey makes me wanna cry a little when mitsuki's like "wheh i'm so short :( why can't i be taller :(((" like BITCH i wish i was your height. also also also i really wanna try his pancakes ;u; even though that's impossible

tamaki: fave. ride-or-die. best boy. oshi, even. for one, KENN is my number one favorite voice actor of all time, so that's immediate points in tama's favor. i think i just love how honest tamaki is! he feels his feelings 100%, he's sweet, he's cool, he's cute. he's got a one-track mind and he's self-contradictory. he's impulsive and childish and pretty dumb but he can be surprisingly intuitive and he's great with children and i wanna pat him on the head so bad cos i bet his hair's really soft ;; it's weird, he's one of those characters that i look up to but that i also wanna protect, you know? he reminds me of my little brother in that way. i also have a huge soft spot for characters who express themselves best through physical means such as dance, so there's that, too ;u; as;d;lkf;ldsk;lf i can't even properly word what it is that i like about him! like idk man he just has Fave Energy?? but as lightskindiluc posted about a while back, it's really creepy that he's been relegated to being the "sexy one" even though he's a minor (not to mention ace-coded af). hate that shit.

[moonnightyoongi]

puzzle piece | jk

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: angst, angst, ANGST

word count: 1.8k

description: you just seemed to fit like a puzzle piece

                                     ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

You don’t really remember where or how it started. The desire to love, to be loved. Of course, it is simply human nature, the ancient thought that when you are made you are split in two and you spend your life searching for your other half. Except in this day and age that is a thing of the past for some, they simply spend their life by themselves and they enjoy it. But where does that desire go? Surely it just doesn’t disappear – perhaps theirs gets projected onto the one that comes after them. The double desire to find and be loved. The double desire that eats away at them all night and is quickly put on the back burner during the day when they find a measly distraction. If that’s the case, then you are the one that came after. Growing up you were not deprived of love; your parents loved every bone of you, and you had a fair share of friends who would do anything to see you smile. But it all started when you hit the age of dating, everyone seemed to have it so easy, but you always went for the wrong guy or the guy who loved another or you were simply left alone in the corner of the dance while everyone slowed danced and the teachers watched with hawk eyes to make sure they didn’t get too close. No really. 9th grade, the boy who had asked you conveniently got back with his ex while you went to the toilet, and worst of all you couldn’t go cry in the toilets because you had just come out of them!

All your friends say your time will come. But it’s easy for them to tell you all the cliché things when they had met the perfect partner for them. They were happy and content, living in a world where they don’t need to think about anyone else because they had each other. No dating apps, no more awkward first dates, no more unanswered texts, no late-night cries when you receive the ‘you’re great but…’ texts. Just blissfully unaware of the hell on earth that is dating for people who don’t have it as easy as they do.

Jealousy. It’s hard not to be jealous when you go to their house warmings, or their dinner parties or that one engagement party. It’s hard. Sure, you were happy for them, because at least they weren’t feeling the hell and the social pressure to not be alone for the rest of your life. They don’t get the judgemental looks from the bitchy aunt that definitely didn’t have a rushed marriage when she was your age because she was pregnant (definitely didn’t happen – your cousin was 100% premature).

You hear about love languages and how everyone has a specific one, everyone said they knew yours from a mile away – words of affirmation. ‘You constantly need to hear that someone loves you or that they’re proud or that they haven’t changed their mind. Isn’t it tiring?’. Yes, it was extremely tiring, tiring to be constantly trying to tell yourself that you’re being foolish, and they do still love you and they are proud - yet still having the nagging feeling in the back of your mind that it’s all a lie.

“Any dates lined up?” Yuki asks as she scrolls through her phone.

You sigh and put down your drink, “No. I’m done.”

“You said that year and then met that awful dude that thought he was better than you,” Anastasia chimed in.

“He was better than me,” you reply thinking of the doctor and all his PhD’s. Sure, he was an awful person who liked to bring up just how many he had but he had every right to, he had earnt them.

“Just because he had a few pieces of paper doesn’t mean he’s better than you. You have a personality, he didn’t.” Anastasia scoffs stirring her coffee.

You shrug your shoulders as you look out the window, “He’s engaged now.”

“Poor girl,” Yuki laughs putting down her phone, “Does she have any degrees?”

Yuki and Anastasia laugh at the memory of you introducing your ex and him straight away asking if they had any sort of degree between them. Looking back, it made you feel sick to your stomach, he was so rude, and you were so desperate.

“PhD.” You reply.

“Just the one?!” Yuki exclaims, “Disgusting!”

They both laugh once more as you sat silently staring at the half empty coffee expressionless. It was easy to joke about exes when they weren’t yours.

“Listen, a new guy started at my work and he is so much like you I wanna set you two up,” Anastasia says.

“I don’t know, remember the last set up?” you point out. He was a whole foot smaller than you and at one point you had to help him reach something from the second shelf in the supermarket. Ironically, he didn’t want to meet again because you were too small.

“That was my mistake, I didn’t realise he wanted a 6ft girl,” Anastasia tells you, “Come on! He’s lovely, he’s taller than me and the other day he split coffee down himself.”

“So that means he’s perfect for me?”

“A match made,” she smiles, “Please!”

“I’d just do it; how bad could it be?” Yuki points out as you fumbled with your jumper.

“Getting shouted at in aisle 5 because you couldn’t reach the top shelf bad,” you joke. They both burst out into laughter once more as you sighed and watched the rain fall to the ground outside the coffee shop.

“Fine,” you sigh, “What’s his name?”

“Jungkook,” Anastasia smiles.

~.♥ ~

The lead up to the date was the worst, Anastasia constantly went on about how clumsy he was and how perfect you would be together – her favourite story was him walking into the glass door and simply shaking it off before going into a meeting. With every new story it bought up a sense of hope – but even you knew this was dangerous. For what one thinks is cute and endearing another finds childish and immature. What if he wasn’t as cute and as clumsy as Anastasia constantly explained – what if it was because he saw someone cute in the office and got distracted and he was now using you to make her jealous.

“Stop overthinking,” Yuki demands snapping you out of your thoughts.

“How did you-?”

“I’ve known you far too long. You’re either overthinking or over romanticising.”

You smile sadly before looking back into the mirror and applying some more blush. Maybe it was all the fairy tales growing up that made you this way, or maybe it was the tv shows. Either way they had both set you up for failure.

“Jungkook is on his way to the restaurant. It’s under my name,” Anastasia smiles walking into the room with her phone in hand, “Tae said good luck!”

“So does Jae,” Yuki smiles.

“I need it,” you mutter standing up and fixing your dress, “What do I do if he doesn’t show?”

“He’s on his way,” Anastasia sighs.

“What if he goes to the wrong restaurant?”

“They won’t seat him because my name won’t be on the list of reservations.”

“What if they don’t do reservations?” you challenge.

“You’re annoying me. He’s on his way to the right restaurant where he will give in my name and will be seated waiting for you.”

“But-,”

“Stop! Get in the taxi,” Anastasia shouts cutting you off. You drop your head as you walk down the stairs sheepishly. Anything could happen, you could arrive before him and he could look at you and change his mind. He could arrive before you and when you walk in scream and run out the back entrance. Everything was a possibility.

“Anastasia,” you smile nervously to the hostess.

“This way, your party is waiting for you,” she smiles kindly. Party? How many where here? Did Anastasia set up a conveyer belt to give you your best shot? You don’t think you could handle multiple rejections in one night.

Walking into the dining room you spotted him straight away. He was staring out the window, his leg twitching under the table – so much so he knocked over the pepper. His red face made you flutter and as you got closer the butterflies became more and more active. He was as clumsy as Anastasia had described and a lot cuter than she had as well.

“Your table,” the hostess smiles placing the menu down and walking away.

“Y/N,” Jungkook smiles standing up quickly, “I’m Jungkook!”

“Hi, nice to meet you,” you smile pulling the chair out.

“I should have pulled your chair out for you, shouldn’t I?” he wonders aloud.

“No, because if you couldn’t push it back in, I’d probably overheat with embarrassment,” you laugh pulling your chair in and hitting your hip on the table, “Fuck!”

The restaurant stares at you as you held back anymore swearing.

“Very hard table,” Jungkook jokes before they resume, “Are you okay?”

“I’ve got shivers.”

“You’ll have a bruise tomorrow,” he laughs as you finally sit down.

“I bruise so easily; my whole left side will be.”

“My friend is the same, he once caught his ankle on the door and couldn’t wear a shoe for weeks. The whole thing was swollen. He used all the ice in my freezer too,” Jungkook laughs.

“What about the ice in his freezer?”

“We live together so I guess he used all of his too,” he replied.

You laugh loudly as you opened the menu, all the anxiety had melted away when he smiled in your direction.

~.♥ ~

Days had turned into months and months had turned into a year. There was something about him that was so different from everyone you had met before. Nothing you did was ever childish or embarrassing and the same for him. You two just seemed to fit like a puzzle piece. He made you laugh, he made you feel safe, he made sure you knew he loved you. Whether it was by sending you a midday message when you were in work, or whether it was a cheesy video of him kissing the screen. He would bring ramen when you were stressed, and alcohol when it was time to celebrate. You would attend parties together and would spend all night dancing, drinking and laughing. You finally felt happy when attending engagement parties, housewarming parties and everything else that used to fill your social calendar with dread.

It’s just a shame it was all a lie.

masterlist | tell me what you think

[yunsoh]

alright season 3 ep 1 thoughts!! let’s go:

-  off the bat really like the tone shift in the zodiac lore that we first saw at the start of s1e1 -- from what i can tell the line delivery is the same, but the music is much more somber. just thought that was a nice touch

- oh okay this op is a bop. the visuals are a little jarring but it’s whatever lmfao

- congrats machi for making it into a furuba op i guess. kakeru baby i’m sorry they left you out of the season 2 ops when u were so important to the season. they got away with robbery.

- i really like ren’s jpn voice....... something about it...... evil silk

- GODDD god fucking. akito ramming ren through the fucking screen doors and launching them both into the air. i really cannot. the build up in this scene was so good and then it was just immediately ruined. next!!

- actually i like how ren’s expressions were animated during “akira-san and i have a real bond” very smooth. meanwhile i think akito’s expressions are kind of overmuch. 

- i still laugh at this scene where baby kureno shigure hatori + ayame just run up to ren like “baby. give baby” like she must have been like “someone get these little gremlins away from me??”

- “i can’t see arisa while there’s another girl i have to stay with” no you can’t see arisa because you’re too old for her. next.

- actually not next i’m going to gripe about kureno/uo for a second because i haven’t in a long time and i want to. this pairing sucks. its main purpose is to lead to this huge moment where tohru learns about another layer of the curse via kureno but the pairing itself is underdeveloped and creepy as hell. it sucks the life out of uo’s character which personally i just won’t forgive ever 💖

- kureno stop getting into young girls’ personal space challenge

- it’s kureno having pity sex with akito for me. akito “pity sex” sohma.

- hana deadpanning “ta-da”...... i love her. also man i just looove love hers and tohru’s relationship and it’s so nice to see these moments later on while tohru is so completely wrapped up in the sohma drama where they can just be together :’(

- YUKIIII i love u...... shimazaki i love youuuuuuu. man i also love yuki and hana’s friendship i think they’re so cute together. it’s few and far between but they always play off of each other perfectly.

- also love shigure’s casualness with hana lmfao.... “saki-chan might be pissed at me if tohru doesn’t bounce back” the way that he figures hana knows this is his fault somehow. i suppose just thru the fact that he’s her guardian but still.

- also man i missed yuki and shigure’s banter i feel like it’s been a min since we’ve seen that

- okay back to the girls. hana’s love for tohru just overflows from her and she barely has to say anything. i also love that this is a pretty rare moment where tohru is actually allowing herself to be upset and talk about what’s bothering her (sort of) -- at this point especially because the burden she’s carrying wrt the sohmas is incredibly overwhelming and there’s really no way for her to backtrack and shove it all down. we don’t really get to see tohru rely emotionally on uo and hana during the later parts of the series so it’s just really nice to see how strong their bond continues to be.

- all that said i think the fact that tohru is clearly at some sort of breaking point and then directs all of that solely into kureno and uo’s relationship is...... yeah idk i think hana and uo would both know that something else was up. tohru’s a romantic but man uo and kureno have met exactly twice. the overreaction of it all. all of this happening in hana’s gaudy as fuck room is just the cherry on top actually.

- like imagine you get your first real crush ever and it’s a little stupid because it was from a very fleeting interaction with someone and you also feel like you’re overreacting to it but then your best friend insists that you two need to be together to the point that she’s bawling her eyes out over it when it doesn’t seem like it’ll work out. literally what then.

- aside from that this is very much part of the continued dialogue of tohru’s fears of not being a useful person. she’s so afraid of being useless bc of her abandonment issues, and in response to that she insists on overdoing things. she knows that people love her but she also has an extreme lack of faith in herself that that love has longevity if she’s not constantly proving herself to be useful. which ofc leads into hana herself saying that tohru burdens herself way, way too much with other people’s emotions.

- for some reason hana going “i worry about you” makes me wanna cry ugh. they.

- “i called her :)” queen of taking the credit for things she did not do. 

- i feel like this could have been a really normal and natural conclusion to whatever was going on between uo and kureno. honestly, i think it would have been fitting even -- we have this incredibly emotionally intense side of things with kureno, which is completely wrapped up into the dark world of the curse and the sohmas. and then we have this normal side of things with uo, someone who is representative of a (relatively) normal life -- she had a crush that she briefly felt too emotionally involved in, and then she let it go. as is the case with crushes. there was really no reason to extend kureno and uo’s plotline beyond this point.

- me watching the kyoru scene and just zooming into yuki smiling at them........ he 💖

- ending the ep on the original four, and tohru uo + hana, is just perfect really. idk it feels very much like reminding us of where everything started + where it’s going.

[cottoncandyjester]

PLEASE I NEED MORE NSFW HEADCANONS OF UR OCS

Well since you asked oh so nicely

This contains:nsfw talk, spanking, salem being salem, degrading, public humiliation

Theodore

If you think he likes vanilla sex cause he's a gentleman you're wrong

Theo likes the thought of being tied up and dominated it's a thought he pushes down constantly

He definitely has a praise and worship kink both receiving and giving

His hands are his best skill

Gives amazing handjobs and is perfect at fingering

He is a giver in bed so he'll spend hours just making you cum over and over

He feels so embarrassed if you try to praise him in bed

He isn't usrd to feeling vulnurable

He hides his moans

If you want him to be loud ride him

He is only rough if he's jealous and only does it as an act of possession

"sweetie, my sweet angel..I'm sorry but I truly can't let this go. The fact that that walking idiot had the nerve to touch you while we were on a date. You'll forgive me for my roughness won't you my dear?"

Theodore's gentle tone didn't match his harsh grip on your hips as he leaned down to plant a harsh and steamy kiss along your neck. He was a person who didn't like being rough on his partner but there were times where it needed to be done

Axis

So he cries during sex

But we all knew that

He is a switch but either way he's sobbing and begging for more

When he is a top he is hugely into petplay

Prefers the nickname bunny for his lover

Will definitely buy you bunny petplay items for the bedroom and dress you up

He likes the soft feeling of the bunny tail so expect him to touch it 24/7 while he's fucking you

As a bottom he's submissive to the core

Definitely has a mommy/daddy kink

Touch is very important to him

He likes the feeling of silk and lace against his skin

He likes to blindfold you so you experience what he does

He is the type to remind you of the safeword over and over

He doesn't wanna be overbearing but he's always scared about making you uncomfortable

He is the type to drown you with praise and love

He just adores you to the point where the softest of touches makes him cum

Tie him up and he's whining

"[y/n], please- a-ahh I can't take it anymore"

Axis whimpered as he struggled against the restraints, the silk brushing against his wrists made him shudder at the delicate feeling. Tears streamed down his face as you bounced up and down on him riding him to the point of overstimulation

"hold on for a little longer, you'll be a good boy and do that right?"

"[y/n]! Yes! Yes! I'll be good just please let me cum!"

His sobbing was so cute that you just had to tease him some more..even if it made him sob

Hikaru

We know he adores degrading

Sex with him is rough and normally humiliating

He adores making you feel like utter garbage during sex

Of course this being said knocking him down a few pegs may be best

Hes totally into pegging

He is the type to show his lover off and show how submissive they are in the best and most embarrassing of ways

To him it's a show and he adores being the center of attention

"aren't they just so cute, writing and crying like that like a little slut"

Hikaru smiled sweetly as he turned the vibrator up using the remote in his hand. He was having a party and you were the main event, it was punishment for you being a brat before so showing you off like a prize infront of a bunch of people sounded like an utter delight.

"I think they are going to cum again, I suppose I should help them out"

Hikaru gave a long sigh as he walked towards you onto the stage where he tied you up to suffer, he leaned in close with a devilish grin as he watched your expression change to one of desperation and submission.

"come now piggy, you have to be louder than that if you are going to make a good host. What if I fuck you righr here infront of everyone? We can even hold an auction on who gets to stuff you next"

"n-no p-please-"

Hikaru cut you off by yanking your hair back roughly practially growling in your ear at this point.

"then be a good fucking slut mext time or I swear to God I'll sell you to the most disgusting rat I can find"

Hikaru moved back and turned to the crowd before giving a cute laugh before glancing back at you.

"how about we make this more entertaining hmm? After all we have all night to play with them"

Prince

He is very open minded to sex

Except being fucked, that scares the hell out of him

He will do it but he will be very vulnurable during it

He is very experienced so he is the type to take the lead

That being said he thinks its hot when you boss him around

He's horny all the time but he likes doing it in public

His favorite kink is definitely a daddy kink

Call him daddy and he's drooling

Is a master of teasing

He is so cocky during sex

His voice is sly 100% of the time

"You're just too cute babe"

A shaky breathing escapes you as prince teasingly flicked his tongue along your sex making sure to press his piercing against you in the best of ways.

Prince had exact one hour until he had to open the bar so he took this time to give you oral ontop of the bar as a reward for being so cute.

"your sounds are making me so damn horny, shit I just might have to fuck you right here and now you'll want thst right cutie?"

Yuki

Ah the underdog of the group

He is quite brutal

Heavy BDSM is his thing

Full on chains, whips and collars

Both receiving and giving

He is actually the type to be a giver in bed

He'll make you cum with tous over and over til you pass out

He takes that time to masterbate in hiding

He is very vulnurable when touching himself or receiving pleasure

He doesn't want you to see that side of him cause hes embarrassed

Plus he is insecure of his body cause he has scars along it

He is definitely in shibari and bondage as well as leather

Buying riding crops and paddles make him all giddy

He always makes sure you're comfortable though

Absolutely stop if you say the safeword

He doesn't have a huge sexdrive so when you two do have sex it last for hours

It's mostly just foreplay and trying new toys on you to see what they do

A shaky huff escaped yuki as he curled up more in the computer chair stroking himself to the image of you wrapped in leather, it was such a beautiful sight that it made him absolutely hard.

"[y/n]...[y/n]..."

His chanting of your name was low yet whiny as he felt close to climax, that feeling was soon ripped away from him when he felt your hand ripping his away from his cock.

"is this what you do when I'm not around? Wow..what don't want me to see your cock?"

"ah! Wai-"

You cut him off by moving his legs open more so sit on your knees in between them. He looked so shocked that you honestly found it adorable.

"relax yuki, I just want to please you okay?"

He turned his head away and gave a shaky nod soon shuddering when you wrapped your mouth around his length.

"ngh- [y/n]!"

Your eyes sparkled at the sight of his flushed face and you knew that you had to do this to him again

Salem

Oh boy..

Salem is an absolute animal

He loves sex so much that if he doesn't do it at least four times a day he will go through withdrawal

He likes it sloppy and messy

He is the one who is into darker and more dangerous kinks

From blood to biting

Being a cannibal he has to be careful with blood since too much can trigger him to really hurt you

You have to make sure to shout the safeword or he definitely won't hear you

All in all he is a wild lover

Try to deny him for too long and he's pouncing so make sure to keep your schedule clear for him

Eight hours, it's been so hours since salem fucked you and he was going crazy. He didnt understand why you had to do something dumb like have a boring job he offered to let you on his camshow but you always reject him.

When you returned home you couldn't help but stare at the messy house with furniture that had odd holes carved into them, you had a feeling you knew what those were for

"sale-ah! Wait!"

The male pounced you now sitting ontop of you and trailing his tongue along your neck dripping drool onto you as he grinded his hips against yours eagerly basically humping you.

"gimmie gimmie! Lets fuck already!"

"can't i close the front door first?"

You tried to reason with your boyfriend who was using his mouth to remove your clothes while his hands squeezed and fondled every inch of you he could.

"[y/nnnn]~ ahh!"

"Wha-mphff!"

Salem grabbed your face forcing your mouth open before drooling into it letting his saliva drip into your mouth before he gave you a loud sloppy kiss making sure to shove his tongue into your mouth.

it seems you weren't getting out of this easily.