they really put alicent in bridgerton blue on the reunion and genuinely expected me to think that she didn’t in fact march all the way to dragonstone to get wifed up? bfr
yuuta avoids running into you at all costs. he turns the corner when he sees you in hallways and ducks his head in the corner shop behind the candy aisle and hides behind panda at training and passes movie nights at yuuji’s dorm when you're joining.
he feels guilty, he really does. he doesn’t want you thinking he doesn’t like you. but what else is he supposed to do? he can’t help the heat pooling in his stomach, which spreads down between his legs and up his chest and straight to his poor heart every time you so politely greet him.
your voice is so sweet, he thinks. he wonders if you greet anyone else so respectfully. so sweetly. so timidly. he would hate it if you did.
“hello, okkotsu-senpai” with the 30 degree bow. you’re so amiable — anyone could tell you deeply respect him. he wishes you didn’t. wishes you didn’t bow so deeply. wishes you didn’t give him the perfect sight of your too-tight button up gaping and straining against your tits. he can see the lace of the white bra through the shirt. he thinks he also sees a heart charm dangling prettily in the middle. he wonders if the buttons are going to pop any moment. he could be your knight in shining armor and offer you his jacket, insist you take it and then gain your trust and bond over it. unfortunately they never pop.
yuuta gulps. he hopes you don't notice his bulge. it throbs painfully each time a word leaves your glossy lips. he can't quite hear what you're saying. he's just staring at your lips move. he wonders what flavor the lipgloss is. you must've bought it the day he watched you walk into a make-up store, a few weeks ago. he had been watching, from a distance of course. hat on and all. after all, he wanted to know what you were doing after work. but asking you would be weird and intrusive, no?
he finds a quick escape from the conversation, the ache in his trousers becoming dizzying. he's once again panting with his back against the bathroom door, hurrying to undo his pants, quiet curses of your name spilling from his lips as he seeks relief... ♡
Pac: Take care of Ramon, take care of Richas, ok? See you on the other side, big boy.
Fit: [Laughs] Take it easy, big boy. Take it easy, big boy. Actually, nononono– You can't just say "big boy" and then just expect me to not drag you outta here. [Fit tries to lasso Pac] You're coming with me.
Pac: No, I need to leave!
Fit: You're coming with me. You are not dying today! You are not dying today!
Pac: I need to leave, Fit! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Ironmouse: Are you guys like, having sexy time?
Fit: There's homosexual activity going on Mouse, don't worry about us, ok?
Ironmouse: You guys, we don't have time to be gay right now.
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Pac: I'm just here to say goodbye to you, Fit.
Fit: Goodbye? We're not– we're gonna be fine, we're going to get out of here, don't worry.
Aypierre: Yeah, don't worry!
Pac: I know, but like– I will sleep until the end, you know? I will pass through this moment sleeping, man. I won't be able to be awake for the moment.
Fit: [Laughs] You know, it's– I mean, if that's how you wanna go, but– I mean, that- I mean, isn't that bed kind of like.... I don't know, it's–
Pac: No no, I will be staying on the sofa, you know, I will be staying on the sofa.
Fit: Oh the sofa. Ok, that's a nice sofa! Yeah, that is a pretty nice sofa.
Pac: Yeah, it's a nice sofa right? No, yeah– I'm going to stay on the sofa, you know? So, since I will be going Fit... [Pac starts tossing Fit all his items]
Aypierre: [Not paying attention to their conversation] Is that bigger cell? I don't think it's a bigger- biggest one.
Fit: Oh... Thank you Pac, thank you.
Pac: Everything you need to survive, ok?
Fit: Wow.
Aypierre: Wow.
Pac: And if you need this one also, maybe, who knows? [Throws him more items]
Fit: Ohhh, well hey– just take this to remember me by, ok? [Tosses him a photo of himself – the same one Aypierre was carrying all day yesterday]
Pac: [Laughs] Ok, I will sleep holding the picture you know, like this. You know, I will dream about you, Fit. And I hope this is gonna be good dreams. I see you in the other side. Good luck, my friend.
Fit: The other side... Yeah, you know, yeah, we– we– you know? It's been an honor, Pac. It's been an honor, you know?
Pac: Yeah, for me too, you know? Take care of Ramon, take care of Richas, ok?
Fit: Ok.
Pac: See you on the other side, big boy.
Fit: I will sing your praise– Oh yeah, hey– [Laughs] Take it easy, big boy. Take it easy, big boy. Actually, nononono– You can't just say "big boy" and then just expect me to not drag you outta here. You're coming with me.
Pac: No, I need to leave!
Fit: You're coming with me. You are not dying today! You are not dying today!
Pac: I need to leave, Fit! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Fit: Sorry, there's–
Pac: I'm sorry!
Ironmouse: Are you guys like, having sexy time?
Fit: There's homosexual activity going on Mouse, don't worry about us, ok?
Ironmouse: You guys, you guys– we don't have time to be gay right now, come on. There's no time.
Pac: No, there's no time! Oh, goodbye Fit...
Fit: Ok, c'mon, no no no, come on, we got this we got this!
Imogen was so utterly smitten, you cannot tell me otherwise. Girlie was still angry, jealous at dusk, and yet it only took her overhearing laudna still being protective over her for her to finally offer an olive branch to the poor woman. AND SHE IMMEDIATELY GAY PANICKED. It just hits different because now it’s been confirmed that Imogen WAS figuring out at that exact moment that she had feelings for Laudna SO THAT’S WHY SHE WAS SO NERVOUS AND COULD BARELY LOOK AT HER!! Not only because things were a little strained between them, ALSO BECAUSE SHE WAS STARTING TO LIKE LAUDNA WHEN THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE JUST FRIENDS
it's not an unusual sentiment between partners, but considering the fact that kazuki has probably seen rei kill and maim more people than he can count (and likely keeps a knife nearby for safety reasons) it just feels like a considerably more threatening statement