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letsbangchanblog · 3 months

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NSFW ABCs for BANG CHAN

Mature Content!!! MINORS DO NOT ENTER!!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He is an angel after sex. It doesn't matter if you were making love or fucking. He has a water bottle and a towel prepared. He needs to feel the rest out. He will check to see if you are still in a subspace etc. He knows what to do for it all; he has the signs memorized (maybe on a flash drive so he can read it and jerk off….. yes he loves reading smut himself)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He LOVES his arms. He has clearly been working on them and he sees the effects from you. He will flex them just for fun like “oh no this book is so heavy *flex*”

Will not say any part of you is better than the rest. He would say personality and refuse to continue.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Messy messy boy. It almost seems fake how much he cums. Like how can one produce so much. He hates it even if you say it's sexy. He gets very bashful about it even when he is (trying to, he breaks character a lot) hard dominating you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He wants it all with you. He is a very shy guy about this kind of stuff but somehow it's easier with you. He doesn't have the heart to share most of the time tho. He will spill the beans while blushing with bright red ears.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Honestly, I don't think he has much. I think this is why he's so shy about flirting and sexual things. He definitely hasn't done more than vanilla activities before you. You are his first with BDSM. He is a switch but leans more subby. He is a natural born sub but will be a dom (the sub always finds a way to leak out).

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

anything with you riding him.

He loves dominating you cause you love it BUT he's a slut for someone to dom him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He is giggly sometimes but not from it being humorous.

He would enjoy natural humor during sex but won't make anything funny on purpose. Not a fan of an intimate activity being unserious.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Trimmed. It's literally a work of art. He will make shapes sometimes. For your anniversary, he made his pubes a heart shaped. He thought it was romantic but it was honestly hot as fuck he tried so hard.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very romantic. No matter how hard you go, he will tell you he loves you and you're beautiful. While the next sentence is complete filth even when you are domming him. He has a filthy mouth and it just spills out. He doesn't think before saying anything.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He will but it's not common. If he doesn't have time to fuck you, he would rather build up his desire. He thinks of it as naturally edging himself. If it's too strong and he's far away, smut it is.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Lovesssssss sexxtinnngggg

His imagination is so good and he gets off on imagining dirty things more than seeing them. (Unless it's possible to have you, then he wants that) He will flirt nonstop.

BUT ALSO

Master/Sir Kink. I think he would cringe at daddy like it's not bad but it's not good. Call him sir and he's hard as a rock. Call him sir while topping him, cardiac arrest.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He will only do it on a bed. He would be too worried about your neck or back. I really doubt you can convince him otherwise unless its on a pallet of blankets on the floor.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Cumming while feeling loved. For himself and you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Would not do anything in public; he would get so nervous. He also wont hurt you. It would take him a longggggg time to even think about slapping you. He will only choke you because of how much he hears about it, not actually interest.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

King of eating pussy.. he does this thing where he will lick then blow so there is a coolness to it. He has a huge thing for temperature play.

He is always so proud when you give him head. You don't even have to be good at it. The fact is that his lover wants his dick in their mouth, how could that be done wrong?

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It's whatever feels right at the moment. He is usually very sensual but can become a jack rabbit.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not really interested sadly. He wouldn't understand why plus there is no bed????? Like how

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Only risky in private. He would be willing to experiment. He would do a lot of it before suggesting pegging. He thinks you won't catch on. He has been waiting for it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Reads the room. He can go for as long as needed but prefers to last a long time (he gets shy about cumming, don't you remember)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Loves them. He wants them all. It's not even a need to use them but to have options. You never know when you would want to try something and not have the supplies. LIKE A STRAP ON

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He is one to actually get mad if it's unfair or too much of a tease. Like why are we even fucking then mad..

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

VERY LOUD OMFG LIKE BOY SHHHHHHHH (or Dont 💅)

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He would love to wear a maids outfit for you but will literally never tell you… you decide if you would ask or not… But he does have one in his size FOR OPTIONSSSS

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Prettiest dick the world has ever seen. It should be in a museum. It's low key huge… like petite girls, good fucking luck.. wider girls… this is your time to finally experience cock training 🫡 good luck

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He is horny everyday. 7pm in Korea is horny happy hour (this is how you learn he reads smut).

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Baby can't sleep normally and not even fucking you hard knocks his ass out… 😤 😒

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m1ckeyb3rry · 6 months

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I LEAVE YOU

Synopsis: “Mispronounced words. He had mispronounced one of the simplest words in the English language, and it had led to all of this.” (Also know as Inumaki Toge Tries To Tell You He Loves You, But It All Goes Terribly Wrong)

JJK Masterlist

Pairing: Inumaki x Reader

Chapter Word Count: 5.3k

Content Warnings: crack fic, secondhand embarrassment, miscommunication, mentions of sex toys/fetishes (non-explicit), megumi deserves damage pay, probably not lore-compliant, not at all to be taken seriously, characters are probably ooc tbh

A/N: i posted this literally two years ago on ao3 and it just occurred to me to put it on here LMAOAO anyways i obv wrote this a long time ago and it’s the most unserious ridiculous thing ever so please don’t judge me based on this fluffy goofy silly cracky nonsense i promise I’m better now!!

divider credits: @/benkeibear

The first emotion that spiked through you when you heard that the second years were back from their mission was relief. None of them were dead; anything else, you could deal with.

You had rushed to the infirmary, ignoring Nobara’s snickers. She alone knew who you was sprinting to see — your feelings for a certainupperclassman were highly secret, of course, but somehow she had found out, and of course she had, because she was Kugisaki Nobara, and nothing could really be kept secret from her for very long.

She had been urging you to do something, to make a move, citing that it “wasn’t like he had a lot of girls interested in him, anyways,” but you had always been too shy. You weren’t sure that you could handle a rejection, and it was hard to tell whether he was interested in you or just polite.

But your fear did not stop you from skidding to a stop in front of Shoko, giving her a wide-eyed stare, patiently waiting for her to tell you what was wrong with your friends.

“Did you need something?” she said. Obviously, her cursed technique had nothing to do with reading minds, but you still scowled at her for not knowing what you were thinking.

“The second years. Are…are they alright?” you said. She frowned, and this was your first clue that there was something less than alright going on with the trio.

“Well, they’re not permanently hurt, no,” she said. You sighed in relief — this was more than you could’ve hoped for. The curse that they had been sent to fight was obviously a strong one, and more than that, it was wily, with a rumored arsenal of techniques far beyond what you could even comprehend.

“That’s good,” you said.

“It is. They’ll all make a full recovery; Maki and Panda were barely impacted, anyways,” she said. Your blood ran cold at the name she didn’t mention.

“And Inumaki?” you said. If something had happened to him…you weren’t sure what you’d do. Probably cry. A lot.

“He’s fine, just a bit shocked. See, the curse managed to take his cursed energy from him, so until that’s been replenished, he’s just a normal person,” she said.

“Huh?” you said. “What does that mean?”

“Why don’t you just ask him yourself?” she said, ushering you into the infirmary, “I know that’s why you’re really here.”

Maki and Panda were nowhere to be found, and Shoko groaned, muttering about irresponsible children and telling you she’d be back with her patients in tow once more. This left you alone in the room with Inumaki Toge — at once your biggest dream and greatest fear.

You did not speak for the first few moments, far too nervous to open your mouth. He was buried in a mountain of pillows and blankets, soft blond hair falling in his violet eyes as he flipped through the pages of a book. His zipped up collar was nowhere to be seen; he only wore a plain white t-shirt, leaving his snake-fang seals visible. You had always thought they were pretty, so then your nerves were overtaken by infatuation with the elegant markings. The end result was the same: when Inumaki looked up, it was to you awkwardly standing in the room and watching him read.

“Hello,” he said. This made you pause and think.

“Hi?” you said.

“How are you doing?” he said. Now you really were confused.

“Not that I’m complaining, but can’t you…not speak?” you said. He set his book on his nightstand and sat up with a heavy sigh.

“Normally, I can’t. But as of right now, I can. That’s the effect of that curse we fought. I have the most cursed energy out of the three of us second years, so it drained mine, which means I’m unable to use my technique until my energy’s built up again. Shoko estimates it’ll be about a week,” he said.

“Oh!” you said. So Inumaki had one week of talking normally before he would be back to his usual limited speech. You wondered what he would think to say.

You had met Inumaki on your first day at Jujutsu Tech. He had helped you find your dorm room and then, via text, warned you about Gojo’s antics. Your crush had been born the very same day. He was so beautiful and kind that it was almost a no-brainer, really; though he could only speak in rice ball components, you didn’t even care. You found solace in swooning at him from afar, and every conversation you had ever had with him since then was filed away in a special corner of your mind, played on repeat whenever you were bored.

Nobara thought you were crazy when she found out, asking you if you had an ingredients fetish and then teasing you for a solid day by moaning tuna in your ear whenever she saw you. She only stopped because you started crying and begged Fushiguro’s Divine Dogs to chase her away if she got too close. The dogs were friendly enough and obliged, though you had had to buy Fushiguro several bags of candy for his troubles.

You could hear her voice in your ear right now as you stared at Inumaki, though it was thankfully not her moaning ingredients but rather her insisting that you say something. It was so easy; now, at least, he could reject you properly, with words instead of helpless frustration and a long-winded text about how you were nice, really, but he just thought of you as an annoying friend who didn’t leave him alone, and anyways, why would he ever like you?

“Can I tell you something?” he said before you could ask to do the same. Privately, you were relieved at this, for it meant you could procrastinate your confession a little further.

“What’s up?” you said, a small, childish hope arising in you that maybe, just maybe, this was it. Maybe he’d confess first, and then things would be very simple indeed. You allowed yourself to feel excitement building at this prospect.

“I…oh, man, how do I do this?” he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, a flush rising over his pale cheeks. “Ah, shit, I’ve spent my whole life wishing I could speak and having so many things to say but not the words to say them, and now that I finally can talk, I just don’t even know what to say.”

“It’s alright. You can take your time, I don’t mind,” you said politely. And you didn’t mind — whatever he had to say, you would wait around for years if you needed to in order to hear it. He ran a hand through his hair.

“I’ll just come out with it, then!” he said, nodding determinedly before locking eyes with you, “I leave you.”

It suddenly felt like you were underwater, ears ringing. Your throat choked, and pathetic, childish tears blurred your vision. He was leaving. Inumaki, for whatever reason, was leaving. And not only was he leaving, he was leaving you in specific.

“R-really?” you said, forcing a smile, though you knew it was awfully unconvincing. “Did I do something wrong?”

“What?” He seemed embarrassed, now, averting his eyes, “No, why would you think that?”

“Well, you just said…” you trailed off helplessly.

“Oh. I thought you would be happy,” he said, his voice quiet, small, ashamed. He looked almost brokenhearted, though why he would be feeling hurt about this development, you could not be sure. He was the one making the choice to leave; you were the one fated to stay behind.

“Why would I be happy about that?” you said. He was dejected when he spoke next.

“Never mind. I don’t…I don’t know what I was thinking,” he said.

“I’ll still support you,” you said, steeling yourself to flash him a watery smile, “I hope we can still be friends.”

“Yes! Yes, please, please, I know I messed up by telling you this, but I don’t want us to stop being friends,” he said.

“I’m glad you told me, though. I’d rather not be left in the dark. Have you told anyone else yet?” you said.

“No, though I’m sure Panda suspects it,” he said before shifting uncomfortably to pull his blankets up and hide his face, “Can you, um, go? I want some time alone.”

“Right,” you said, “I’m glad you’re not hurt permanently.”

As you left, you thought you heard sniffles coming from the lump under the blanket, but if he really was crying, he gave you no other indication of it. You thought of lingering, of comforting him and asking him to comfort you, demanding he tell you the reason for his departure, but it was not your place. So, biting the inside of your cheek to hold your tears back, you marched towards Nobara’s dorm.

“He told you he’s leaving you?” she said, ten minutes later once you had explained to her the entire story. “How odd. And he hasn’t told anyone he’s transferring yet? Not even Gojo or Principal Yaga?”

“No,” you said, finding solace in her warm embrace, the scent of roses that wafted off of her skin, “I just don’t understand why he’s going.”

“It’s so strange. I mean, I really thought he liked you! Although, maybe he does. Think about it, you’re the first person he’s told, so clearly he trusts you a lot!” she said.

“You don’t have to lie to make me feel better,” you said, “Regardless as to his reasons, it remains that he’s leaving me. At least he said we can still be friends, though.”

“Wait!” she said, and there was a conniving smirk on her face that spelled trouble, “I have an idea. Let’s throw a surprise going-away-party for him! Even if you don’t confess, at least it’ll show you care about him. And maybe we’ll be able to figure out why he’s leaving and where he’s going, too.”

“We have to do it before the end of the week, then, that’s when Shoko estimates his cursed energy will be back to normal and he won’t be able to talk anymore,” you said.

“I doubt you’d be complaining about that, Miss Ingredients Fetish,” Nobara said.

“I don’t have a fetish for ingredients!” you said, wriggling out of her hug and glaring at her.

“Oh, really? So you won’t get all hot and bothered if I say ‘salmon,’ right?” she said.

“No!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Nobara, I’ve never been surer of anything in my life,” you said.

“Salmon,” she said, panting dramatically and clutching her chest. You threw a pillow at her, knocking her off of the bed in a fit of laughter.

“You suck,” you said.

“You swallow,” she shot back.

“Ugh! You’re hopeless!” you said, throwing your hands in the air.

“I’ll text the group chat to make plans for the party!” she said. You gave her the finger and stomped out of her room to go sit in your own and mope about the fact that Inumaki was leaving.

Really, this was probably a good thing. After all, with him gone, you didn’t have to worry about him accidentally finding out about your crush. And maybe you’d even be able to move on, though you had no idea who at this school would measure up to Inumaki.

Nobara’s plan was sound, though. A going away party would be perfect to wish him one final farewell — provided, of course, that you were able to keep it a secret from the boy. This was easier said than done, but you were determined. You would make Inumaki’s party an occasion to remember, but this meant you had to call in some help.

The first thing you did the next day was video call Okkotsu, who was currently in Africa, training with a sorcerer named Miguel. You had to track down Maki and beg her for his number; she had been very confused but had given it to you anyways.

This left you staring at your phone screen, praying he would pick up. Inumaki and Okkotsu were best friends, so it would be wrong to not tell the black-haired sorcerer about your plans. He also might have some insight as to where Inumaki was going and why he was leaving.

“Hello?” Thankfully, Okkotsu picked up, looking extraordinarily confused. There were dark circles under his eyes and a katana strapped to his back. Despite the fact that he looked battle ready, he was just sitting on a couch and shoving chips in his mouth. “Who is this?”

“Okkotsu, sir! This is Y/N, I’m one of the first years at Jujutsu Tech,” you said.

“Okay. Don’t call me sir, it’s weird and I’m only a year older than you. Is there a reason you’re calling me?” he said.

“Yes, there is. See, Inumaki —” you began before he cut you off.

“Ohhh, you’re that Y/N! Yeah, yeah, I completely approve,” he said.

“Did Nobara already tell you?” you said.

“No, Inumaki’s been telling me about this for months now! Who’s Nobara?” he said.

“Months? But we didn’t even start planning until yesterday,” you said.

“He’s been dreaming of this day since the beginning of the year, even video called me and everything! I don’t think I’ve heard him say ‘salmon’ as many times in a row ever before or since,” he said. Unbidden, you remembered Nobara’s actions from yesterday and shivered before shaking your head to clear such thoughts from your mind.

“Do you know why he…you know?” you said. If Inumaki really had been planning on leaving for so long, then certainly Okkotsu would know why. The boy hummed and nodded.

“Yeah, for sure! But it’s a little weird if I say it, you know? Against the bro code or whatever, and it’d feel a bit too much like I was trying to slide in, which I’m not! Just ask him, I’m sure he’ll be delighted to tell you. God, he must be so happy right now! I wish I could be there to see it,” he said.

“Well, that’s actually why I called you. I’m throwing a surprise party in honor of the occasion, and I was wondering if you’d be able to come, or at least video call in,” you said. Each word Okkotsu uttered was like a stab in the heart, further reinforcing the fact that Inumaki really, really, really didn’t like you. Why else did he make plans to leave the literal day he had met you? You only wished he would’ve gone sooner so that your feelings did not build up and compound from a simple admiration into something greater, something beautiful and untouchable yet twisted and cruel.

“Sounds like a great time! Just video call me, I’ll be sure to pick up. And I’ll try to send something along as a gift, too! Damn, I know it’s not my news to be excited for, but it feels as though my heart’s going to burst!” he said, popping a final chip into his mouth before hanging up. You stared at the phone’s black screen for a second, marvelling at how this short conversation had made you feel even worse about the status of your relationship with Inumaki.

Before, you had believed that the two of you were friends, at least. You both had gotten along well enough — you would train together and slip each other notes with book recommendations. He had told you his favorite restaurant and described exactly the meal you should order, and you had introduced him to your favorite television series. Yet with the latest revelations that your discussion with Okkotsu had brought about, it was clear that all of this was Inumaki doing the bare minimum to tolerate you until the day he could leave.

Maybe he was glad that he could speak, if only for a short time. It allowed him to tell you in no uncertain terms that he was going away. If only he had elaborated back then! If only he had said that he felt such a way about you from the very start instead of leading you on with candy-sweet platitudes and feigned affection.

With Okkotsu’s presence now confirmed (and a gift apparently on the way), you moved on to the next thing you had to do in order to prepare for the party: recruit the other second years.

You decided to start with Maki. Though she was seemingly brusque, she was also a caring girl, and you knew she’d be thrilled to help throw a farewell party for one of her closest friends, even if she had not known he was leaving until just now.

As expected, she was properly enraged upon hearing the news.

“He’s leaving? Leaving where, exactly? The only place he’ll be going is hell, because I’m about to punch him so hard that that’s where he’ll end up!” she said, balling her fists, a vein popping in her forehead.

“Woah, hey, Maki! I don’t know where he’s going, but please don’t confront him. I don’t think he wants people knowing, and I want the party to be a surprise. He might get suspicious if he realizes that you know,” you said.

“Stupid idiot, won’t even tell his own classmates that he’s going,” she muttered, “I’ll keep your secret. But I will be committing violence at the party.”

“Please don’t!” you said, distressed at the thought, “I want him to have a fun final memory of Jujutsu Tech.”

Her eyes softened when she looked at you, and she nodded begrudgingly. “Alright. Your secret, and your party, are safe with me. I won’t tell a soul! Although, you know…a surprise farewell party would be a great place to confess your feelings.”

“How — how do you know about my feelings?” you said.

“Firstly, you’re not exactly subtle, the others are just really oblivious. Secondly, Nobara mayyyy have let something slip,” she said.

“I’m going to kill her,” you said.

“Don’t,” she said.

“No, I’m seriously considering it,” you said.

“If you do, I’ll ruin Inumaki’s party,” she threatened.

“Fine!” you whined like a child, “I’m going to go talk to Panda.”

The large bear was asleep in the sun when you reached him. You nudged him with your foot in an attempt to get him to wake up; thankfully, he did, blinking his beetle-dark eyes open sleepily and sitting up when he saw you.

“Panda, I need your help,” you said seriously once you were sure that you had his undivided attention.

“What’s the matter?” he said.

“Inumaki’s leaving, so I’m throwing him a party,” you said. Panda furrowed his brow, clearly trying to process this development.

“He is?” he finally said. You nodded, a small frown tugging at the corners of your lips.

“Yeah, he literally told me as much! He was all like ‘I leave you,’ and it was kind of upsetting, actually,” you said.

“How interesting,” he said finally, and now there was mischief in his expression, “And you need my help with hosting a party?”

“I don’t know how much of a party it’ll be, exactly, I mean it’ll only be the first and second years, but yes, basically,” you said. He chuckled, rubbing his paws together menacingly.

“Excellent. Yes, I’d love to help! And it’s a surprise, right?” he said.

“Yes?” you said. He looked almost evil at this point, baring his teeth in his version of a smirk.

“Even better.”

With the second years thusly recruited and the first years taken care of by Nobara (you wasn’t sure what, exactly, she had over Fushiguro to convince him to join in on the festivities, but judging by the sour expression on his face when he RSVP'd to you, it had to be something), the guest list was complete. Panda assured you he’d get Inumaki to come without being obvious, and you were happy to entrust the task to him.

This left you to go shopping for party supplies, using Gojo’s credit card (Fushiguro had told you where it was hidden). You had convinced Nobara to stay behind, claiming that she needed to hold down the fort in your absence and get started on cleaning the room you’d use for the party. That was a lie, of course — you actually just didn’t want to take her shopping with you. If she came, you wouldn’t be back before midnight, and the party was supposed to be tonight.

“Where are you going?” Inumaki said. You almost screamed at the sound of his voice; you hadn’t expected him to just manifest out of nowhere, and especially not when you were trying to sneak out of the school in order to buy things for his surprise party.

“Shopping!” you said.

“Can I come? I feel like things were kinda left off weirdly last time we spoke, and I hoped we could try to fix them,” he said. You were unused to hearing him speak so many words at once, and you were mesmerised for a second before you mentally slapped yourself out of it.

“No! You cannot come. Sorry,” you said, feeling bad. You wanted nothing more than to talk with Inumaki, to talk and talk until your throat went dry and your words ran out, but if he saw what you were shopping for, then he’d catch on to the plan.

“Oh. Is it because I told you — ?”

“Absolutely not!” you yelped, cutting him off, not wanting him to get any ideas, “I’m shopping for personal things. Like tampons.”

“I don’t really mind that,” he said shyly, “I don’t think tampons are gross. I mean, they’re only plastic and cotton. I just really want to talk with you.”

“Sex toys!” you said.

“Um, what?” he said, taken aback. Your face was hot with embarrassment, but you needed him to understand that he was not allowed to come shopping with you. So you locked eyes with him and tried to repeat yourself.

“I am going shopping for, uh, you know…I mean, you heard me!” you said.

“Right!” he said, and he was so completely red you almost called him Clifford, “I’ll leave you to it, then! I guess we can talk later.”

You gave him a fake smile and a thumbs up, staying frozen in place until he had disappeared from sight. Then, with a wail, you called Nobara.

“I fucking told him I was shopping for sex toys!” you said, not even waiting for her to greet you like usual. There was a long silence on the other end of the line before someone cleared their throat.

“This is Fushiguro,” he said. You promptly hung up and cursed your luck. You should’ve sent Nobara to do the shopping. You really, reallyshould’ve sent Nobara.

That evening, as the sun set over the horizon and Panda distracted Inumaki, the rest of you decorated the room that Nobara and Yuji had cleared earlier in the day. Maki and Nobara were too busy whispering amongst each other to actually help, though, and you were hiding in the corner, too terrified of his reaction to even glance in Fushiguro’s direction. For his part, he did an excellent job of ignoring you, leaving him and Yuji to do the majority of the setting up.

When anxiety made it difficult to breathe, you began to fiddle with the projector, where Okkotsu’s face would be shown once he called in to the party. The green light was blinking, which meant that it was ready to go and was only waiting for you to connect your phone to it.

“It’s going to be fine,” Nobara soothed you, placing a hand on your shoulder, “I think he’ll be thankful you planned something like this at all.”

“And I still think you should confess your feelings,” Maki said, adding her unwanted opinion, “Seriously! If he rejects you then it doesn’t matter, because he’ll just be leaving soon anyways. I think you should consider it.”

“She’s right,” Nobara said, “Here, maybe this’ll motivate you.”

She leaned in until her lips were barely brushing against the shell of your ear, cool breath tickling against your neck.

“What are you doing?” you said, unamused. She pitched her voice lower before speaking.

“Bonito flakes.”

“You little — stop doing that! I do not have an ingredients fetish!” you shouted, hitting her shoulder repeatedly. She burst into raucous laughter, tears of mirth gathering along her lash line.

“I’m going to have to request you to please stop talking about your intimate life in front of me, please,” Fushiguro said uncomfortably, “I already know far more than I ever wanted to.”

“Fushiguro, it wasn’t like that, I was shopping for party supplies! I only said the other thing to throw Inumaki off the trail,” you said.

“Okay,” he said, obviously not believing you but allowing you to pretend, “Whatever you say.”

“Shh! Panda and Inumaki are on their way!” Yuji said, interrupting the conversation by hushing all of you obnoxiously, “Everyone, positions!”

You all ducked behind various pieces of furniture, and one of Fushiguro’s Divine Dogs hit the light switch, plunging the room into darkness before it melted into the shadows once more.

A second later, the door creaked open, revealing Inumaki and Panda’s silhouettes standing in the frame. From beside you, Nobara began to giggle, and you pinched her in an effort to get her to shut up. It worked, although it did have the unfortunate consequence of her pinching you back.

“What’s going on here?” Inumaki said, turning the lights on. As soon as he did, you all (with the exception of Fushiguro, of course) leapt out at him. He fell backwards in surprise, staring up at you through thick lashes.

“Surprise!” Yuji said.

“It’s not my birthday?” Inumaki said.

“Do you see a cake anywhere?” Nobara said, “This isn’t a birthday party, it’s a farewell party!”

“A farewell party? But who are we saying farewell to?” Inumaki said in confusion.

“You. Did you think we wouldn’t care about your departure? You idiot, we’re going to miss you so much!” Maki said, sniffing and wiping away a tear.

“Let’s all go around and share our favorite memories with Inumaki,” Yuji said. Inumaki seemed dumbfounded, so Nobara took the initiative to respond.

“That’s a great idea! I’ll go first — I really enjoyed the one time he let me paint his nails,” she said.

“I don’t have any good memories,” Fushiguro deadpanned, “But if I had to pick a tolerable one, it would be when I convinced him to use his Cursed Speech on Nanami.”

“I remember that!” Maki said, howling in laughter, “And I can’t pick a favorite memory. We just have too many good ones.”

“Same!” Yuji said, and he was bawling now for some reason, “You’re just so cool, Inumaki! I’m so sad that you’re going!”

“Y/N, what about you?” Maki said.

“Confess! Confess! Confess!” Nobara chanted, not even trying to be subtle about it anymore.

“Be quiet!” you said.

“Do it or I’ll do it for you!” she said. You looked around at the audience; they all seemed interested, even Fushiguro. Though you wanted to talk to Inumaki in a bit more of a private setting, Nobara and Maki were right in that this was the perfect time to say something. So, taking a deep breath, you faced the boy.

“Inumaki,” you said, “I know that I’ve been acting weird recently, ever since you told me you’ll be going, but that’s because I don’t want you to. See, the truth is that I love you. I think I have for a while now, and I’m going to miss you, and I don’t want you to go, so please don’t. Please stay.”

He blinked. “Huh? What do you mean? I never said I was going anywhere.”

“Yes you did!” you said, pointing at him accusingly, “I remember it! That day in the infirmary!”

“I didn’t say I was going anywhere, I said I leave you!” he said.

“That’s the same thing!” you said indignantly, “You’re getting upset about semantics when I just confessed that I love you, idiot! Doesn’t that even mean anything to you?”

“No? I’ve never heard of that word before!” he said.

“Love? You’ve never heard of love before?” you said. He shook his head.

“Nope,” he said.

“L-O-V-E. Love. That rings no bells?” you said. His face suddenly went snow-white.

“L-O-V-E is pronounced…love?” he said.

“How the hell else would it be pronounced?” you snapped, feeling far too bewildered and irritated to soften your words. How could he have treated your feelings so flippantly? How did he just not understand love?

Inumaki suddenly found the floor incredibly fascinating. “...leave.”

“What?” You said.

“What?” he said innocently.

“OH MY GOD!” Nobara squealed, catching on far quicker than you, “You both are idiots!” Finally, you began to understand, and then you were inclined to agree with her.

“So you’re not going anywhere?” you checked.

“No, I’m not,” he said.

“He hasn’t been able to speak for practically his entire life,” Panda said, shoulders shaking with laughter, “Can you blame him if he mispronounces a couple of words now and then? It’s not like anybody’s ever corrected him before.”

Mispronounced words. He had mispronounced one of the simplest words in the English language, and it had led to all of this.

“You’re not leaving,” you said again, drawing closer to him, “You’re not leaving me.”

“I won’t ever leave you if you don’t want me to,” he said, wrapping his arms around you in a warm hug.

“Don’t,” you said, “Please don’t.”

“I love you. That’s what I meant to say all along,” he said.

“I guess I threw this whole party for nothing, then,” you said, hiding your face in his shirt.

“Is this what you were shopping for earlier? Not…the other things?” he said.

“Yeah. It was just a surprise, so I didn’t want you coming along,” you said, feeling bashful at how entirely silly the entire affair had ended up being. He let out a warm, gentle laugh that caused his chest to vibrate against your cheek.

“It’ll be hard, you know. Once this week is over, I’ll be back to only speaking in rice ball ingredients,” he warned.

“That’s probably for the best. Less room for misinterpretation,” you said.

“Plus, she has an ingredients fetish!” Nobara chimed in. You withdrew from the safety of Inumaki’s shirt to scowl at her.

“Enough with the ingredients fetish!”

A knock at the door interrupted the tense showdown; Panda opened it to reveal a delivery man, who was holding a package and fidgeting, probably out of fear, considering he was face to face with a giant, sentient panda.

“I have a package from an Okkotsu Yuta, addressed here?” he said. You slapped your forehead.

“Shit, I forgot about him! Thank you,” you said, accepting the box and then quickly calling Okkotsu.

“Hey, guys!” he said cheerily. His phone must have been set up against the wall of a building or something, because it showed him busy using his katana to exorcise curses and not even breaking a sweat, “Sorry, this isn’t a great time, but congratulations on getting together! I hope you like your present — hey! Stay away from the iPhone!” The screen abruptly went dark as a curse swiped at Okkotsu’s cell phone, knocking it down while the sorcerer snarled.

“Open the present!” Yuji said excitedly.

Inside of the box were two bright pink t-shirts. Both of them had white lettering on them — one said I’m Okkotsu Yuta’s Best Friend Foreverand the other said I’m Okkotsu Yuta’s Girlfriend-in-Law.

You all stared at them, expressions varying from amusement to delight to horror. You didn’t even question how Okkotsu had known that you and Inumaki would confess to each other. Clearly, he already thought you both were together, so it was really just divine timing in that sense.

Somewhere in Africa, Okkotsu finished exorcising the curses and sheathed his katana, casting aside his jacket to reveal a bright pink shirt that said on it in white lettering, I’m Okkotsu Yuta.

“Maybe they’ll let me third wheel,” he mused to himself, “I mean, they had better, considering how hard these shirts were to find at the thrift store.”

#inumaki x reader #toge x reader #inumaki x y/n #toge x y/n #inumaki x you #toge x you #inumaki #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #toge #reader insert #canon au #i leave you #m1ckeyb3rry writes

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ceruleanwhore · 2 months

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As someone who enjoys otome games and also Gravity Falls, I, like many others, have thoroughly enjoyed playing the fan-made grunkles dating sim and 80’s Ford demo. Between those being released online for our enjoyment, Disney making the Twisted Wonderland otome app game, and the Book of Bill being released for an adult audience, I’ve recently started to think more about what an official Gravity Falls otome game might look like and what I would want from one. I’d like to take a minute to share my thoughts on that and I’d also love to hear all of yours.

So, first off, there’s the matter of setting. With something like Gravity Falls, there’s a lot of different options here given all the different points in the timeline plus a whole multiverse. I think it’s most likely and reasonable for something like this to be set in Gravity Falls (town) as opposed to taking place somewhere in all of Ford’s dimension hopping or something. The question then becomes ‘when’, and I think there’s really just three main options — back in the 80’s when Ford is doing science but before he meets Bill, during the events of the main series, or after Weirdmageddon is over.

The question then becomes how plot-heavy this would or would not be, which would determine when they set the game. Some otome games, like Ikemen Prince, can have a rich, well-developed plot that sometimes even becomes the main focal point and overshadows the romance of some routes (Sariel’s route definitely does this in ikepri). Others, like Wonderful Wonder World, are far more focused on the interpersonal relationships without much focus being put on an overarching plot. I think an official Gravity Falls otome game would actually be more likely to be plot-heavy, as a way for Alex to Trojan horse a bunch of new, significant content under the guise of something unserious. Personally, that’s also what I would want from such a thing. If we go with this, then it would have to either be in the 80’s or during the main series.

If it’s set in the 80’s, I see it as a way for the team to sneak in some Journal 1 (and maybe 2) pages and then watch us squabble over if they’re canon or not. I think it most likely would be set shortly before the point when, in the canon of the series, Ford contacts Bill so we get to see where he’s at mentally and emotionally and we get to hear directly from him about all the stressors that, in the main series, pushed him to make that decision and summon Bill. Now, to be fair, every single otome game I’ve ever seen has one LI who’s really sick somehow and I don’t think it would actually be far-fetched to set this after Ford summons Bill and present him like the sick LI, which would make for maximum plot and drama. Plus, if it’s set after Bill is summoned, then Bill could become the villain LI with the twist being that the MC just fully joins him and supports him instead of ‘fixing’ him. If it’s set during the series, then the plot comes from the MC getting dragged into this whole mess of trying to prevent the literal apocalypse, failing to do so, and then saving this town from the literal apocalypse, all while solving massive family issues for old men and children alike. Bill could still be a LI in this too.

The next question is then who the MC and the love interests would be. Since Gravity Falls already has canon multiverse stuff and interdimensional travel and whatnot, I really want a MC who’s from our world and ends up popping out of the bottomless pit or something one day. Plenty of otome games have something like that as a framing device and I think it would really help the audience to project onto the MC and really be able to envision themselves in these situations, which is kind of the whole point. The main thing for me is that I think the fan-made games have it exactly right and choosing your pronouns at the start is a great feature this game would need to have, but I’d also add that, if they’re going to include an image of the MC in special photos or even sprites, then the user should be able to customize what the MC looks like to some extent. If app store otome games can let you customize an avatar, I don’t see why the same customization can’t be used for the MC in the CGs.

As for love interests, there’s usually at least 8 in a game, at least from what I’ve seen. Something else I’ve seen is that you’ll start out with however many LIs and then, later on, more are introduced, typically in some sort of sequel/act II, and I think this could work really well for a Gravity Falls otome game in particular. If it’s set in the 80s, then we could start with Ford, Susan, a couple cryptids, maybe Bill, and maybe Preston’s father and/or mother but then later on we could have Stan and Fiddleford come to the shack. Maybe we could have Shermie Pines, maybe we could have a new character who’s a friend of Stan’s from prison or some shit. If it’s in the main series, then Ford coming out of the portal and Bill Cipher would be the late entries with the mains being Stan, Manly Dan, the Multi-Bear, Mothman, probably still Susan, and Fiddleford.

Putting this all together, what I personally would want is a plot-heavy game set in the 80’s where, shortly after Ford summoned Bill in his desperation after what feels like four years of getting nowhere at all, suddenly the MC just pops out of the bottomless pit. The prologue would cover that plus MC realizing where they are and when it is in the GF timeline and reacting to that. I’m thinking something like the ikesen prologue where, when they realize that this is Gravity Falls in the 80’s and science man is already communing with the evil triangle, they freak out and run off and, as they literally run around town and through the woods, they meet the other LIs. Picking your route would determine where you end up staying.

If you stay with Ford, you get to him early enough that he listens to you and starts figuring out how to kick Bill out of his mind, plus you the reader would get some bonus journal pages from the first two journals. If you stay in the woods, you can hang out with the cryptids and learn more about the lore and worldbuilding of Gravity Falls through their perspectives. If you move in with Susan in town, you could start working at Greasy’s and get the townies’ perspectives on the area’s weirdness since the memory gun doesn’t exist yet and they haven’t all had their memories stolen. If you end up with the Northwests, I would want it so you could date either of Preston’s parents and then, upon completing both their routes, you unlock a secret third ending where polyamory saves the day and you get both and get to not just become a decent parental figure to Preston but guide these people into becoming better parents as well. Plot for this variation would be around conspiracies, both the one about how the Northwests didn’t actually found the town and also some other cover-up type stuff, probably pertaining to the local supernatural activity and exploitation of it.

The ‘deadline’ would be MC going home, but I like the idea that the method of how MC will be returning varies depending on where they’re staying and what the main plot is of that route. It doesn’t matter much since, as is the case with any such otome game, the MC will just choose to stay there as soon as a way home becomes available, but I think some variety could be nice. After choosing to stay, we’d get another prologue and an Act II where MC chose to stay with Ford and he’s fixed his Bill problem, so now Stan and Fiddleford have come to town. In the prologue, we’re introduced to their characters and the MC would go over how Stan had been invited to come so he and Ford could figure their shit out and then, shortly after that, Ford invited Fiddleford to come on down so they could further explore the bottomless pit and start figuring out interdimensional travel together, without Bill. The prologue ends with a third, unexpected guest showing up though — Shermie Pines.

The way I see Shermie working in this game is that he was not the baby in the flashback and this is their chance to retcon that. Shermie is the twins’ older brother who they were never particularly close to and who went off to fight in Vietnam while the twins were in high school. After coming back, he got married and had a kid and he even got a good job in engineering with the degree he got through the military, but untreated PTSD is a bitch so that marriage blew up and, around that time, he was talking to Ford on the phone and heard Stan there, so he asked if he could come out and see them. Turns out, he quit his job and is having a bit of an existential crisis over custody issues, how he just quit his job, and all the pressure from their father. For the first time, we see Shermie as an actual person and also for the first time, he’s really connecting with his brothers. Cue MC then also coming into the picture and helping him start talking about his trauma, both from his childhood and from the military, and getting him to start seeing a therapist and all of that.

I personally don't really see a good way to do a Bill option where you join him and take over the planet but I don't doubt that Alex could make it work. It could also be another one that gets a special extra poly option with Ford, which could potentially be interesting. It would certainly be a different take on the traditional 'good ending'/'bad ending' thing we get with other otomes, like maybe you could only unlock it by playing the bad endings of all the other routes.

Idk, what do y’all think? Let me know!

#gravity falls #otome game #swooning over stans #gin-juice-tonic #80s Ford game #gfdatingsim #dating sim #stanford pines #ford pines #stan pines #stanley pines

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ajbullet · 9 months

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My thoughts on episode 4 of PJO: spoilers (chaotic edition because I JUST watched it and the thoughts are so fresh)

-First off: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

-Ok, good. Had to get that out. Second: best 30 minutes of my life

-I don’t think you guys will ever be able to fully comprehend how much I love Annabeth Chase and seeing Leah as her has only heightened that love. So imagine how elated I was to watch an episode full of my girl. She slayed, owned, and ate this episode. Whatever you want to call it. She did it

-“Are you awake?” The long-ass pause before Annabeth answered. As soon as Percy spoke, I was so hoping he was talking to her and not Grover (sorry I love him but). And then she answered

-She finally opened up to him!! We got some of her backstory!! She’s finally feeling comfortable!!!

-Percy’s face when she said she was seven. He was so surprised. I think he realized instantly how long this girl has been going through so much. They are only twelves years old. But she was a child when this began for her. Like you could tell he couldn’t believe it

-Grover mocking Annabeth was probably my favorite line from him yet. He’s so unserious I love him. Also, the food part was too relatable

-Small detail but the sky was so freaking pretty in the background. Such a unique thing to add and I loved it

-“Can I ask a dumb question?” As soon as he said it I knew Annabeth was gonna be the one to respond and she did not disappoint.

-“little girl” Annabeth’s reaction. I got chills. Leah deserves an Oscar/Emmy (whatever the actor award is) for that scene alone

-Loved Enchilada (don’t know how to spell her name and don’t feel like going back to check) but she talked too damn much. I was like get back to my kids please. Oh and back the hell up

-My BOY GOT STABBED NOOOOO. Oh he’s fine (plot twist: no he’s not)

-Annabeth took that mf DOWN for a second

-The monument!!! It was so cool!! Interesting that it’s a monument to Athena. I think I remember that from the book but either way that’s cool

-The. Entire. Conversation. Between. Percy. And. Annabeth. Oh. My. Gods.

-The fake accent??? Where did that come from?? I had to rewind twice just to make sure I heard right. Like what in Percy’s mind told him to do that? What wires crossed or came undone? How far had that poison reached? Because that was so unserious and I fell even more in love with his character

-He likeeeeeeeeeeees her

-Annabeth’s smile!! I’ve been waiting to see her smile like that and it was so cool to see! My girl is finally happy! for a second

-“You’ve done more for me in the past two days…” “If I had to pick someone, I’d…”

That required my BRAIN

-Plot twist: (again) Percy is not fine

-The splashing water was so funny. Like I get why but come on that was something else.

-Percy seeing what Annabeth has already sacrificed for him and his quest: her relationship with her mother. He sees what he has already cost her and what helping him means to her and omg it was heartbreaking

-One thing I absolutely adore about the books is that Annabeth’s intelligence is never in doubt by the reader. It’s not Percy or other characters saying she’s smart again and again with no proof. It’s not the narrative shoving the fact that she is smart in your face over and over. She proves she is smart. She proves she is inventive and strategic and intelligent by her actions and thought process and it’s almost never mentioned verbally. That whole idea of show vs tell? It’s perfectly shown through Annabeth acting intelligent instead of people talking about how intelligent she is.

Like how she splashed Percy with water or pulled the fire alarm. The viewers are shown she is smart, not just told.

-Annabeth’s willingness to sacrifice herself for her friends. Her only caring about Percy being poisoned, bot the monsters, and helping him. She knew she would die going up against the Chimera, even calls it the “demigod killer”, yet she does it anyway so her friends can succeed. She opened up to these boys and now she was giving her life for them

-Percy doing the same. Exact. Thing. The trick with the sword. The whispered words against the door, even as they shouted at him to open it. He knew for sure he would die and wanted it to be for a good cause. He didn’t even know if he could fight the chimera, but it was better him than Annabeth

-That boy looked so sick someone please help him

-oh, someone did.

-Dude I told my dad about the whole “Rick not knowing the River wasn’t right under the arc” thing and I was so excited to see how they did that and honestly it worked. Poseidon’s first way of helping Percy was by pulling him into the water, showing him to “just breathe”. My dad laughed when we watched it.

-oh I forgot! I love the first scene with Sally. Had some ptsd from swimming lessons but got to see young Percy so it was worth it

-Also the fall was shot so cool. I felt like I was falling with him

-He can breathe underwater! We knew this! But it’s still awesome!

I can’t even wrap my head around next episode. We are going to be fed so well after this short-ass episode and I am so ready. This episode already gave more Percabeth than I was expecting all season and I wanted to cry it was so adorable. This show is the only thing getting me through each week.

(Also, if you couldn’t tell, I finally figured out how to do italics instead of just capitalizing everything. Go me!)

#annabeth chase #percabetn #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #percy and annabeth #percabeth #pjo fandom #pjo series #pjo tv show #percy pjo #pjotv #pjo #pjo disney+#pjo spoilers #pjoverse #annabeth percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #percy series

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Communication Chaos pt2

Pt 1 (Tighnari):

INCLUDING: Isekei(kind of not really) reader X Al Haitham, Kaveh, Cyno, Wanderer (SEPARATE)

general warnings: Slight Kaveh favoritism, my bad. I can't help it, he's just so babygirl. Also Cyno is more of a crack fic than anything else, it's short and unserious, I'm sorry.

TW: None that I am aware of, however if I missed anything please let me know and I will update this section accordingly!

INTRO:

You wake up one day sitting on the bed of a small hut-looking building in Gandharva Ville after being found unconscious by the forest ranger known all around as Tighnari. The moment you opened your eyes and met the gaze of the multi-colored-eyed male, you felt a warm tingle of excitement and confusion fill your chest...however the moment he opened his mouth to greet you, your heart dropped into the pit of your stomach.

You can’t understand a single word he just said.

Despite the obvious language barrier, what caused these men to fall in love with you?

KAVEH

Your kindness, thoughtfulness, and hardworking nature saved him in many ways he never thought he could be saved.

Words have nothing to do with being kind, sometimes it’s the actions one takes that can steal the heart of another. Tighnari had brought you to the home of Alhaitham in order for him to attempt to decipher what language you spoke, However, what Tighnari did not put into play, was the fact that Alhaitham agreed to ONLY decipher the language, but not help you become more understanding of their own. The architect had taken pity upon you seeing as Alhaitham had left you to struggle, and brought it upon himself to assist you. How could he not? you seemed so lost and afraid, he could not leave another person to suffer alone. One fateful night enhanced his affection for you when you decided it was time you returned the favor.

You often got in the middle of the two arguing frequently, Alhaitham obviously speaking in monotone expressions and condescending notions that told you he wasn't truly giving Kaveh the light of day of understanding. Judging by the look of graciousness Kaveh gives you whenever you stand in between them, folding your arms to hint that you were not interested in being in listening to such bickering, you could only assume you were correct. In the end, Al Haitham leaves you both standing in the living room alone, to which Kaveh scoffs in disbelief. He was obviously upset at whatever it was, so you tried your best to comfort him with physical affirmations rather than words. Walking up to the blonde-haired man you gently patted his back and nodded, trying to tell him it'll be okay. He replied to this with a somber smile and a "thanks," before sighing and standing up straight, back into his normal bright smile and enthusiasm. "Well! Time for your lessons of the day, right?" He exclaimed, grabbing your hand before leading you to the table of books and notes he had laid out for you.

Kaveh wasn't the best teacher, not by far compared to Tighnari or Alhaitham. However that didn't stop him from earnestly trying his best to teach you, and he appreciated your ever-lasting patience and remarkable strength at picking things up quickly despite his poor lectures. Kaveh always found himself rather attracted to your intelligence and hardworking nature, the hours you spent at that table studying the notes he wrote and enhancing your linguistic skills.

He took the time out of his busy schedule to help you, whilst you were not truly aware of the agenda he had and the work he was behind on because of the lessons he had given you.

Night time arrived quickly, you got up thirsty from the spot on the couch they had given you to sleep and made your way to the kitchen to grab a glass. As you opened the fridge you heard a faint sound...something that seemed similar to crying. Curious, you snuck quietly to the hallway connecting the other bedrooms in the small home, where you determined the sound was coming from none other than Kavehs room. Pressing your ear against the door, you could make out muffled sobs and clanking of some sorts that sounded like tools and clanking. this was a sound you were rather familiar with, you had heard him doing something in his room that sounded like mechanical work, however you never had the words to inquire what it was he was working on. With a light knock, you heard all sounds halt, silence ringing for a few awkward seconds before knocking once more.

"Kaveh?" You asked in a low tone, careful to be respectful of the time of night.

"y-yes?" He called out, tone almost in a panic as you heard more rustling coming from inside before opening the door. He greeted you with a smile per usual, yet he couldn't hide the swollenness in the corner of his eyes and the redness of his nose from you. With a light sigh, you cocked your head in worry, "Are you okay?" You asked in his language (A phrase you learned over time). Looking slightly shocked, his gaze wavered and turned away slightly unable to meet your own, his smile obviously forced.

"Of course," He replied with a sad chuckle, "why- wait- hey! Don't just-" You interrupted him with an irritated look, pushing past him and into his room to see what he was trying so hard to block your vision from. Around the room, you saw what you can only describe as an... academic monstrosity. Books were scattered all over the floor, photos of designs and tools were everywhere, with the table covered in what you can make out to be notes and more artistic diagrams with mini models, tools, and mechanical parts sitting around. An architect, You thought grimacing, is this all the work he has been doing? Why is there so much here? you turned back to the red eyes, eyes that seemed to hold so much sorrow and pain. Folding your arms you gestured towards the atrocious amount of work, to which he replied by sighing exaggeratingly in defeat and slumping against his bed with his hands covering his face.

"as you can see," he grieved, "I'm obviously a failure who cannot seem to catch up on his work. The deadlines on multiple projects are coming up and I still have so much to do...Maybe I should just...give up..." His voice cracked, a shaky sigh escaping his lips. You weren't too certain of the full context of what he had said, but you could understand the gist with a few main words.

I see... Making your way towards the exhausted male, you placed your arms around his now-shaking body. He tried to hold back the tears for your sake, however, he now found himself grabbing onto your body with desperation the moment your arms wrapped around him. You ran your fingers through his long blonde locks, planting a gentle kiss on the top of his forehead whilst his tears stained your shirt.

"It's okay," You said in his language, "It... I... um.." You growled in light annoyance, frustrated that you were unable to find the words to comfort the overworked man who hugged you tightly. You wished you could convey how much you empathized with him. You wanted to tell him how amazing he was doing and how you didn't want him to give up, yet none of those words were in your vocabulary, much to your frustration. He hugged you almost desperately as his body trembled as if you would disappear when he let go, shaking his head and giving you an encouraging nod of understanding in your intentions. You gave up attempting to speak their language and began to speak on your own.

"I know you won't be able to understand what I'm saying right now...but I know it's hard. you have a big heart, Kaveh, and I know you'll achieve great things and figure it out for yourself..."

Even if he wasn't able to understand, he could tell by the tone of your voice and the way you gently rubbed his back lovingly that you had said nothing but kind and thoughtful words. This moment was the moment he had promised himself something, the moment he knew in his mind how he felt about you during the few months you had came into his life unexpectedly.

He would do anything to return the kindness you showed him, seeing how hard you had worked in a place so unfamiliar gave him motivation and strength to create a new resolve of his own work ethic, and he wanted to express his great gratitude to you for that one day. And...he wanted to believe that perhaps luck was finally acknowledging him, and you were the one who would one day pull him out of the darkness of his old scars.

ALHAITHAM:

your intelligence and resilience made him feel a lot of respect for you and captured his attention, Something not many people get the opportunity of experiencing.

Tighnari had brought you to Alhaitham in hopes Alhaitham would have an easier time deciphering the language you spoke. He looked far and wide for the answers, however, he had to admit defeat. He had never heard of your language, and couldn't determine its origins. Whilst you had managed to catch on rather quickly to Teyvats language, he too was becoming familiar with your own. You both took time to teach each other new things and managed to work together to somehow create flashcards with words and phrases in which you wrote your language on one side and he the flip side. He was rather astonished at the fact you were able to work with him on this with such diligence, to the point where he saw your presence more of a...comfort and excitement, less than a chore given to him by Tighnari. He found himself excited to go home after his work as a scribe, using a lot of his free time to work with you once again on speaking.

Alhaitham loved learning new things and would take any form as knowledge as important knowledge. He always found textbooks and facts much more interesting to learn rather than human emotions and how humanity works as a whole, and he couldn't put his finger on the moment in which his mind began to change since meeting you.

Ah... that was it.

It was perhaps a couple months into your arrival, you had learned the language at a remarkable pace, and Alhaitham had decided that he wanted to observe you going out in town and running a few errands for him. He provided you a sheet of paper with a picture of a specific set of groceries with their names attached and gave you a day to memorize and reiterate what he had written. Once you had memorized the list he had given you, Alhaitham nodded to you in approval as you walked out the door with enthusiasm. You waved and smiled, giving the scribe a thumbs up before skipping your way into town. It was such a simple gesture, however, his heart skipped a beat at such a small thing... he grimaced at the thought, shaking his head to rid the frustrating emotions.

Thus he began to follow you. As you made each round to the stalls in the market, you had successfully asked each of the stall owners for the fruit he had asked for. There was one specific owner that gave you a particularly hard time, however.

"You want what? I can't understand a single word you're saying. Try it again, but make sense this time," The old man scoffed in annoyance. This wasn't remotely true, even Alhaitham could tell you were speaking clearly, just with a slight accent. This man was just looking to provoke you. Looking to gauge your reaction, he noticed you not losing your cool, yet only taking out the money needed for the product and holding it up.

"I would like that Harra fruit, please." You simply said. You didn't allow the man to get to you, and Alhaitham found that...rather impressive. You didn't get emotional, you didn't yell, you didn't cry in frustration, and you ended up getting what you came for. The man rolled his eyes, aggressively grabbing the money out of your hand and practically throwing the fruit at you, to which you gave a smile and a "thank you!" Sighing, Alhaitham had decided to leave it at that. He could tell you had a strong head upon your shoulders, and he respected how no matter the times the stall owners or other strangers had given you strange looks and annoyed glances, you remained resilient and in your lane. You didn't need him there to watch over you, he could already tell you shared his same idea of "in and out", and would be able to handle yourself well enough on your own.

Alhaitham never thought he would find himself wanting to be involved with anything besides his books, studies, and research. He was never interested in other people and their emotions, Yet he couldn't help but be excited to come home and see your smiling face, ready to learn...a little bit more about you than just your language.

CYNO:

Your sense of justice and the way you always have surprises up your sleeves leaves him enthralled and always excited when he's around you.

He was there when Tighnari first took you in, he had been aware of your situation ever since it was brought up and he would frequently come back to the forest under the ruse of watching over you, he seemed to take your sudden appearance and amnesia somewhat his fault. He hadn't realized you were not conscious of your fall from what he thought was a tree, and fully expected you to catch yourself while he was dealing with some eremites nearby. That was...until you didn't stop, and you ultimately made a rough landing into a pile of bushes down below. It was only then that he realized two things;

you are an ordinary person (upon further examination, your clothing were no where near the eremites.)

You were indeed, passed out from the beginning of your fall.

The moment he really fell for you, however, was the moment he saw you barrel yourself into another person with your entire body.

You had joined him on a light stroll around the forest, around the area where you had fallen to try and jog your memory somehow. You weren't able to speak with him, however, he took this as an amazing opportunity to tell you all of his amazing corny jokes that he hadn't been able to use on anyone yet (despite not knowing the language, he just wanted someone to listen to his jokes.) Being comftorable in your silence while he spoke, you had both noticed out of the corner of your eyes that there was a rather tall man bothering a young woman.

Both of you stood by to watch as she pushed his chest away from him, in his response he grabbed her around the waist, her face twisting with pure fear and disgust. Before Cyno could open his mouth or interrupt the man, you had taken it upon yourself to sprint as fast you can, and barrel yourself right into the assailant. you tackled him to the ground, punching him right into the face. Both Cyno and the woman looked in shock at you, for you had just managed to make a grown man cry and flee in a frenzy. You simply stood up, dusted off your clothes, and gave the woman a nod and a smile, before skipping back to Cynos side.

Yeah. He knew you were the one.

WANDERER:

You reminded him of himself, causing him to feel as if he could be free around you. Or perhaps...he just likes to have a little toy to be around for his entertainment. He would never admit it either way.

Not wanting to become a burden to the forest watcher, you decided to leave the humble abode and safe haven that Tighnari had provided you with and explore the world you fell into. You knew much about Teyvat from your video game, however, that didn’t change the fact that there were many perils and dangers that had become very real. A certain wanderer stumbled across you yelling in a foreign tongue whilst using what seemed to be a makeshift sword in an attempt to do...whatever it was you were doing to that hilichurl. At first, it was pure amusement, however, he found himself far more intrigued by this human regardless of the fact he hadn’t a good way to communicate with you...

It was somewhere along a line of forestry where he found you swinging a sword that was rusted and obviously not well suited for a serious battle. If he hadn't saved you that time, you would have probably ended up stranded and injured. He had realized that you spoke a language he wasn't familiar with, yet kind of...preferred it this way. You weren't able to ask him about his past, who he was, or what he was after in this life. You didn't need to know about him, and he frankly had no desire to learn more about you. If anything, he was rather annoyed when you had decided to follow him around while he was traveling.

You foraged food and made meals for him, even tended to a wound on his knee (He had no way to tell you he was a puppet, so your worry was futile.) Over a small amount he would rant to you about his worries, his past, his troubles...knowing it had no repercussions or judgment for you were totally ignorant in everything he was saying. Yet...you continued to stare at him with...affection, understanding, and admiration. He enjoyed the fact that you couldn't commentate on his life stories, he could be free to speak how he would like around you, and even decided to reward you by showing you how to properly wield a sword. He used his hands to fix your stance and guide you where you needed to swing and found it entertaining whenever you would charge into a battle attempting to put together what you had learned from his lessons (when the only way to teach you was by showing.)

He once decided to leave you. Not leave you completely, but to leave you to your own devices, make it seem as if he had just up and left you. You woke up, looking around confused. You were not even able to call out his name, he never gave you one to call him by. He kept watching nearby in the forestry, seeing you just...sit there. At one point you curled yourself into a ball, sighing shakily before...crying. He knew he hadn't a heart, however, if he did have one, he could feel it tighten in his chest. You reminded him so much of himself, a lone little bird in the world, nobody to turn to. You couldn't speak the language, and you barely had the fighting skills to care for yourself. The moment he saw you alone and afraid, all he could see was flashbacks of his own past. He then realized what he had done. At that moment all he could think about were the people that abandoned him in his life, and he refused to be the one thing he hated the most.

"Stop wasting your tears. Hurry and grab your things, we're leaving." He said abruptly, walking past you, yet not making your gaze. You gasped slightly before greeting him with a bright smile, quickly standing up and quickly grabbing the little number of items you carried to catch up where he ran off to.

Yeah, he thinks he'll keep you around a little longer.

#Wandere X reader #Wanderer #Scaramouche #Scaramouche X reader #Genshin impact #Genshin impact X reader #Genshin X reader #genshin imagines #Genshin impact fanfiction #Cyno X reader #Cyno Genshin impact #Alhaitham X reader #Alhaitham genshin impact #kaveh #Kaveh Genshin impact #Kaveh X reader #Genshin impact fanfic #genshin impact headcannons #genshin fanfic

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disclaimer: i don't actually think rhaenyra and alicent's deaths will be faked in hotd

wait wait wait wait… so laenor fakes his death… supposedly being burnt alive… then runs away on a boat across the narrow sea with his gay lover… fleeing a war of dragons… i don’t see the writers faking alicent/rhaenyra’s deaths in hotd, but exploring laenor’s part in the larger context of the story introduces some interesting ideas. by s2, it seems laenor has died (or travelled too far and severed the psychic link he had with seasmoke lol). his involvement in the story is seemingly over, meaning we can consider what his role meant in the larger scheme of things.

as of s2, the only impact laenor has had on the story, post-“death,” is addam/the sowing, but laenor’s departure obviously references alicent and rhaenyra; the escape closely resembles rhaenyra’s dialogue in the godswood in s1ep1 and the story of nymeria on the torn book page. i think there is a clear connection between these ideas. laenor and qarl’s escape could be foreshadowing an escape attempt by rhaenyra and alicent. also, if laenor has truly died, his “death” would also be foreshadowing rhaenyra’s actual death via dragonfire.

but, and i truly believe this to be super unlikely, laenor and qarl’s escape attempt was a success, and rhaenyra and alicent’s deaths will be faked. i keep thinking of grrm’s “butterflies,” and while one of those is certainly nettles, ryan changing the way a dragon bonds to its master would definitely piss grrm off. the idea behind this change could be that laenor’s connection to seasmoke was severed, not because he died, but because he abandoned the dragon/the idea of targaryenism/the violence of the war, and in doing so, he lost access to this part of himself, and seasmoke sought out a new rider.

another thing that makes me wonder about a faked deaths is septanyra. in f&b, the only instance of alicent explicitly interacting with a septa is on her death bed. by s2ep3, rhaenyra knows that she can sneak into the city as a septa, and in f&b, alicent is alone with a septa in her final hours. obviously septanyra could also just be setting up alicent dying of fever and hallucinating rhaenyra, but it could also be a part of an escape plan: alicent feigning illness in order to sneak away.

i don’t really like the idea of faked deaths; i think it would be more meaningful if rhaenyra and alicent’s love is forgotten to history, remembered only by them, a tragedy, etc., but a faked death ending is fun to think about theoretically lol. i just think laenor’s escape and its, in my opinion, obvious connection to alicent and rhaenyra’s old (and current) dream is interesting.

idk if we should really trust grrm’s threat of “butterflies” considering the maelor stuff was so unserious, but he made it out like there were “worse things to come” ahaha. messing with dragon bonding would definitely make him mad, and rhaenyra/alicent not dying would also piss him off. he’s really adamant about the disinherited women part of the dance, and i don’t think he’d appreciate the story being turned into one of gay liberation. too bad for him though, because regardless of whether or not rhaenyra and alicent’s deaths are faked, i’m 80% sure this will end as a story about gay liberation ahahaha.

#hotd #rhaneyra targaryen #alicent hightower #rhaenicent #house of the dragon #hotd spoilers

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skylark325 · 2 months

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Omniscient Readers Viewpoint Read Through

Chapter 11-20

"Name." Yoo Joonghyuk demanded.

>Jeez buy a guy a drink first yjh my dude

>lmfao dokja being a brat

> and what if i cry? 🥹

>honestly i get him like i need shit repeated ten times or i’m not gonna get it

>damn sassy dokja i love you

>a philosophy book with no commentary written , why the author kinda eat with that 😭

>HE WAS SMILING 😭 HE WAS SMILING BRIGHTLY 😭 😭 DOKJA MADE HIM HAPPY 😂 😭 😭 😂 😭 IM SO FINE

>pfft no one seems to be able to understand him XD

>damn that burn’s gonna last a while 💀

>HAHAHAHAHAHA

>ofc they still have pop up advertisements in what is essentially an apocalypse

>lmfao poor Bihyung, he’s getting played so bad

>Bihyung is not in face one of the girls 🙄

> and what if i cry part two 😭

>why is dokja literally bihyung’s dom

>WAIT WE GET YJH’S POV IN THE NOVEL OMG😭

>he was disappointed that dokja didn’t make it in three days 😭 yjh feels so much more human in the novel god my heart

>noooooo he’s going to be alone STOP IT. how do i tell him they’re going to meet again soon and be husbands

>Heewon :(

>HAHAHA not dokja wondering if there were any minor constellations because of the violence that was about to happen

>yayy he’s finally reunited with the train cabin peeps

>ugh don’t you just hate seeing your boss in an apocalypse

>Gilyoung my bby 🥺

>i love it when dokja tells his group to do something and everyone’s like ??? and afterwards everyone’s just like HOLY SHIT HOW’D HE KNOW

> lmao the system is so unserious

this bitch talks a lot but his death isn’t that far

[congratulation! you understand the inner workings of said bitch now!]

>i always wondered why gilyoung was so calm about everything. i wonder if there’s more to him than meets the eyes.

>heewon is such a badass

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wow that was A LOT. from what i can tell the webtoon did justice to the lore and action sequences but might have missed out on the nuances of kdj and yjh as well as the side characters personalities. esp after reading the latest chapter in the webtoon and hearing novel readers talk about it seems they may have skipped on some things. regardless this read was super fun, i adore and hate kdj that infuriating brat. can’t wait to get to the next chapters!

Next: Ch 21-31

Previous: Ch 1-10

#orv read through #kim dokja #omniscient reader's viewpoint #orv #omniscent reader #yoo joonghyuk #joongdok #orv kdj #orv novel #orv kim dokja #orv yjh #orv spoilers #the orv reading experience

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chiropterancreed · 1 month

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i am not kidding you i am saying this with entire seriousness show lestat (from what we have seen so far) is the kind of guy that lays out his coat so louis can keep his shoes dry while walking through a puddle. book lestat either fireman carries him, or purposefully jumps into it so they both get wet.

book lestat internally is very romantic, but externally, teases everyone he loves. show lestat waxes poetic and might as well be reciting sonnets from memory. book lestat also recites sonnets from memory, but will fully deny it if you ask him if he's being serious (he is). book lestat teases you for the same things other people do, and then hunts down the people making fun of you.

book lestat will buy you mountains of gifts, things you only mentioned offhand maybe once, and then acts like its no big deal. book lestat will shower those he loves with goods and acts of service but will rarely ever say "i love you". its a fight to get those three words out of him, because he is deeply afraid of being rejected.

he is deeply unserious and also so so serious and i love that about him. i love lestat so much.

#he is my fictional husband and there is NOTHING anyone can DO ABOUT IT #lestat de lioncourt #interview with the vampire #the vampire chronicles #louis de pointe du lac #he is the epitome of so uncool he comes back around to being cool #he loves love but has such a hard time verbally expressing it I LOVE HIM

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nickssidewitch · 2 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/nickssidewitch/757463733265104896/hey-you-see-our-mattie-and-chrissy-date-a-tomboy?source=share

when you get questions like these and your answers are like “the boys don’t care they’ll love their s/o regardless 🤍✨” it makes me wanna hug them 😭 because they truly are rays of sunshine. Many guys usually judge girls to their last of their core or are simply not genuine with their feelings, unloyal, hate childish things (like watching a disney movie or coloring some book). I don’t know but it’s so nice to read how the triplets are or how they could be. Silly ik but ☹️ I literally think I have hope for good guys because they are

🤍 A bit of a LONG answer to this ask but it NEEDS to be said:

The triplets come from a great home and a great community. Having a mother like theirs, they know they should treat women with respect and kindness and not to judge anyone by their covers. And growing up with a father and older brother like theirs, they know how to be proper male figures. 🙌🏾✨

They’ve seen routes that their peers have gone to that have gotten those peers in trouble or have harmed them (i.e. doing drugs, drinking underage, being disrespectful to women, etc.), and have learned not to take those paths. That’s a huge part of why they’ve remained sober for all of their lives so far.

They grew up making a lot of female friends, and that also plays a role in their mindsets towards women and the girls they would like to be romantically involved with. They still have a lot to learn of course, as romantic and platonic intimacy are very different things. But, as of right now, they know how to be respectful and loving to their female counterparts.

When Matt mentioned on their recent Twitch livestream that he hates his type being talked about or thrown around, even in something as silly and unserious as fanfiction, he wasn’t playing. He (and his brothers) HATE talking about “types” because at the end of the day, their philosophy is that you truly don’t know anyone unless you get to know them. They simply don’t have types. Another reason they hate talking about “types” is because they don’t want to make their fans feel that they are inferior of they don’t check those boxes. They know their demographic (Gen Z and a few Gen Alpha girls), and are aware of the impact of their words on girls of these generations. Saying anything about “types” will start to create egos in some girls while simultaneously crush the self-esteem of others. On a simple note, they also simply don’t want their fans stalking/harassing girls that the fans feel might be competition since those girls might fulfill the criteria of their “types” 😭.

There are some times where I can see certain physical traits that the boys (especially Matt and Chris) have more of a preference for (maybe a hair color or something small and stupid like that 😭). But when it comes to someone’s identity and self-expression, their energy is so open and inviting to everyone. They don’t have a type! 😭🤍They’re truly kindhearted and lovely growing young men, and I’m so happy for their success and all of the love they receive in different forms. 🥰🤍✨🫶🏾

#nickssidewitch #nickssidewitch asks #sturniolo triplets #nickssidewitch tarot #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nickssidewitch thoughts 💬

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lady-of-the-silver-lakeatron · 4 months

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Bridgerton Season 3 Episode 1 Initial Reactions

I didn't get to post these reactions so I'm posting them late as I needed time to edit all my 3am typos (cry) from Thursday.

Bless Francesca for being the funniest lowkey Bridgerton with that piano playing scene.

I swear I paused the Colin glow up reveal scene to analyze everyone's reaction. My top choices are Anthony and Kate and Bennedict.

ABC reunion + Gregory being adorable. I love when they show the sibling interactions.

Backs up, did I just see ASL from a debutant! That is so cool!

Queen Charlotte is having none of these people lmfao

Not Eloise getting dragged by Colin by her fashion choices (peak brother-sister vibes)

Stop- Francesca: “y'all are chaotic yappers the lord cannot present me a harder challenge”

Featherington's! I almost forgot both of Pen's sisters were married here! I keep remembering the book (romancing Mr. Bridgerton) and that the show has arranged things differently.

Prudence's man (I cannot/ do not remember his name) is giving such strong Kenergy.

Would it be the Featherington household without financial drama?

Eloise - Pen meet up, omg the heart break in their eyes!!

Cressida, when I get you!! It has been 0.5 seconds since this girl got to this garden party and she's already bullying Pen. Girl breathe.

Cressida-Eloise is intriguing as a dynamic I’m afraid. Also, Pen’s sad little face (cry)

I'm a bit confused with Francesca's interest in the marriage mart right now as she seems to prefer being around small groups of people and does not have much interest in being around guys. It feels as if this is a chore she must fulfil.

Kate -Violet solidarity is so cute to see after the angst of last season

Lady Danbury in the white ensemble with the top hat is looking magnificent I want her to poke someone with her cane!!

I'm liking the make up on Kate much more this season??? She seems a lot more glowy and rosy, maybe it's the lighting or something but her make up looks different.

I'm so sorry but Colin getting all this attention after having a literal hot girl summer is vv funny. Like he's in his early 20s lmao, but he is not giving confidence he is giving slightly awkward line reading with no chemistry. In the books him being more rakish was believable because it was set 10 years later.

Colin meeting and talking to Pen, side eye my boy. I'm loving the costuming choices to visibly show they are both uncomfortable/ do not fit their clothes well and it’s so starkly done. Poor Pen in this yellow dress makes her look a lot more juvenile (which isn't bad but it is unflattering). And Colin with what I am assuming are Anthony hand me downs since that jacket looks frumpy. The parallels!

Omg "Go home and get to work" Mrs.Featherington is so unserious

One sentence horror story "I take comfort in knowing you will always be there to take care of me". Get out miss Penelope runnn

Colin had one slutty slutty summer and the fact they keep trying to frame it as mostly intellectual is sending me.

Eloise reading Jane Austen! Is this character development?

Every scene so far where Pen and Eloise see each other gives the vibe of two exes meeting after the most devastating break up, I appreciate this framing so much because losing your childhood girl best friend is one of the most painful types of breakups.

ABC hang out?? Bennedict responsibility arc?

"She is colder now I am afraid" is a wild way to say someone is dead.

NEWTON!! BABY!! KANTHONY! IN! BED! BEING ROMANTIC!!

Damn! We're getting steamy af scenes already in the first episode! Anthony needing to go down on his wife to start off the day is certainly something I can get behind.

OOh this outfit reveal! Yessssss bb Pen eat them up! Penelope having a *debut* moment.

Aww the Featherinton spouses are sweet.

I see you Colin with that side eye

Omg Penelope being a bombshell and being socially awkward is so cute. You’ll figure it out soon bb don’t give up, they’re just jelous!

Ooh these girls are not liking Eloise they're sus

I'm a little uninterested in the queen charlotte diamond drama atm

Francesca: Live Laugh Love the piano forte

These guys are being so rude to Fran like let the poor girl speak! You’re traumatizing her.

Kanthony dancing and Kate's dress to reference the Bridgerton blue?? Oh the costume department has served.

Aww walflower solidarity with Francesca and Penelope. They're both the more reserved of their family, it's sweet moment between the two and the encouragement!

I know we won't love lord Debling but he's looking so sweetly at Pen and being so welcoming compared to everyone else.

CRESSIDA they can never make me like you, you little brat.

Yes, Pen eat him up give it to him tell him!!! "You miss me but you would never court me". GET HIS ASSS!!

I fear our girl will be writing some scathing lady Whistledown.

This man threatening the Featheringtons is a gremlin, and I am getting bad vibes.

This conversation about the pitting of women against each other is valid social commentary but I cannot focus on it as it appears Cressida has murdered a flock of flamingoes to make her outfit.

Self-awareness, Cressida, does not free you from your crimes!

Kanthony is serving this episode. I appreciate this blissfully married life on them! Also Kate’s outfits are so intricate and beautiful. She has come so far.

Francesca so far feels like an external character, and it was similar in the novels until we got to her book. I really hope we get more context for her outlook soon.

Colin, what are YOU doing here. The way that Luke N is serving this season, whew. I really can buy his clueless innocence at his friendship with Pen, but finally the plot is plotting!

I'm very confused by this Baron Kent plot line and its introduction in the first episode.

OOH the drama for Colin's Whistledown dress down.

She really said he ain't shit, it's a facade, a ruse, he's a sad little attention whore

Colin: FUCK lady whistle down all my homies hate lady whistle down.

I'll keep it short. It was simply exhilarating. I love being back it's like slipping into a comfy worn hoodie. It's good to be back!

#bridgerton spoilers #spoilers #bridgerton s3 #bridgerton season three #bridgerton 3x01 #reaction #discussion #nicola coughlan #kanthony #polin #polin bridgerton #bridgerton #luke newton #lady whistledown #im just happy to be here y'all #francesca bridgerton

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