#those are important since those moments are the ones that can help progress the relationship in more natural way

[swanpit]

Could you tell us any more of your thoughts regarding DeathPuss, DeathKitty, and/or DeathPussPaws? Like headcanons, or just random tidbits? Only if you feel like it, of course. I love your art a lot, btw!

from what i got about them so far it turns out to be a slowburn process with kitty being surprisingly more involved than initially thought XD

and hoo boy this is gonna be long ass post too

some potential tidbits is that after the movie, maybe they saw death just talking casually with perrito, i think him and perrito could be besties, probably the quickest. perrito can surprisingly keep up with him and not put off by his morbid interests and of course death greatly respects his view on life, thus perrito shall be the first bridge (i do agree with the HC that death is potentially there when perrito is almost drowning but maybe perrito didnt remember much) puss might still be afraid a bit, kitty is rightfully wary of him and protective of other team friendship, some tidbits i had on them, other than talking about those obvious parallels, maybe kitty tries to sneak attack him or test him or stuff, just to make sure he's not here to harm and mess with any of her newfound family (at first yeah but later on when they got better they enjoy sparring with each other and they can have interesting banter where it seems like they can go toe to toe with each other...puss is definitely impressed and have mixed feelings...side note, perrito noticed their similarities) death and kitty is definitely gonna bond over their similarities, surprised at first, become more unnerving at how so in tune they are sometimes. death had to admit that for a cat, kitty had been very careful with her life unlike puss, and for kitty, death is definitely much sneakier than she thought, and maybe she feels challenged about that (they both can land on their feet but puss still cant XD so there's also that...or even make same expressions sometimes) and yes the similarities? even if they gonna quick to be besties in terms of deeper feelings going on they gonna bottle it up and not addressed it right away, and some point later i can see them having that moment like yondu and rocket in guardian of galaxy. the "I KNOW WHO YOU ARE, BOY!! BECAUSE YOU'RE ME!!!"line, especially and the "worst" part is this can go both ways XD as for puss' side, he could be still a bit scared and stuff, make sense but he'll slowly gonna reach out again after several "quests and shenanigans", and also seeing how he interact with others like kitty, perrito and other people who didnt earn his wrath some "quests" that i had in mind so far is the murder mystery at shrek's where his reputation is on the line and death is probably the only murder witness so puss really has to convince him to help them (as this should be happening early on maybe death still hestitates if he should get this involved with mortal affairs, but maybe puss' insistence on protecting shrek and fiona wins him over in the end). the challenge here is, that since death already give them the answer on who the murderer is, their job is now to gather convincing evidence .tho i also have a plan to have the culprit suspecting that they got a help from a witch during this trial (said "witch" is death, i thought will probably be ironic if after advertised as big bad wolf he disguised himself with magic as a seemingly frail, witchy grandma this time, like he's an old castle servant who's always been there since forever, especially since he should've known king harold's final moments) another possible idea after that is them all trapped in a gladiatorial arena and has to perform for the audience if they want to get out from there and another possible thing after that is team friendship ended up in possession of one of death's eye

now i'm still not sure how this could happen maybe he got caught up in battle (not with another mortal, potentially, but with other supernatural creatures, demons, vengeful ghosts, mythical creatures, what have you) so he has to distract this creature but entrust the eye to team friendship. i had in mind that here, they gonna encounter various baddies who are suspecting that team friendship got a hand on a powerful artifact and want it for themselves, or for riches, and one in particular wants the eye to destroy it because they think it's too dangerous for any mortal to possess it. obviously puss just want to protect the eye and return it to its rightful owner. tho the challenge is that they are the only ones who knows whom the eye truly belongs to, so sometimes when they talked with other villains, they dont have the same context death is definitely gonna be slowly more and more actively involved in the team friendships' journey as he started to enjoy and miss their companionship more and more as for the romance side, from puss i think it slowly developed after those several quests where they already relied and trust each other multiple times. some funny moments i had in mind is puss tries to hold his hand but he cant reach XD when flirting with death he flirts back but sometimes cant really tell if this is genuine or just him playing along because he thinks that no way this is gonna go far it will be fun seeing how the more romantic puss deal with....death (which in my HC is the farthest from it, he'd rather infodump you the secrets of the deep than giving you flowers for example) but there's gonna be adjustment as they cats slowly learn how to figure him out the cats will give him flowers later but it kinda started like, puss will wants to write a song about him (with kitty's help) and at some point they want to describe his striking eye color and got a bit stumped on what to compare it with , until puss saw a red poppy during one of their outings (he gave kitty a blue one!)

the thing with puss here probably, if this is the old him, he'd probably gonna brag about dating death, imagine how that would add to his resume! people are gonna hail his name! he will get even more legendary! but post movie puss has another worry that sometimes it's like he was handed this super powerful weapon that he knows now, that he's not strong enough to use it, so he can get overwhelmed at times. this is one of the issue they have to address eventually as for death he might also need some time to reconcile that there's actual people who want him around on their lives, and even those might know a lot of mortal's physical limits, probably need to catch up a lot in terms of their emotional limits here...and sharing vulnerability as well, definitely gonna need adjustment for someone who's too used living alone for too long (tho he's also probably not willing to tell them all possible secrets he think they're not supposed to know so there's also that, mostly to protect them) bonus : possible proposal scene(??) "we...want you to be part of our lives" "oh?..but i already am, i already am part of yours and everyone's lives" "...oh we don't mean it that way" "...what?" some of misc HCs death is sterile, there i said it, puss asked him if he can...reproduce one day (in his defense, he is high on catnip/super drunk) and death has to remind him that his job is to take lives when it ends , not to create them death can surprisingly be the team mom sometimes death associated sound of life with gurgling organs slooshing around in liquid...as for my "life HC"....it's...end up with a surprising connection here since i want my "life" to resides deep in the water...since life begins in the water after all (and maybe not as one particular specific animal either, but as a colony of marine organisms)

Life always make a noise, that's how you know something is out there Death is silent the cats are definitely gonna have opportunity to ask many kind of questions, some he will never answer, either because he's not comfortable for sharing it or it's just not for mortals to know, for their sanity's sake....some that he answered will make them unable to see some things the same way again these are what i have in mind for now, probably will get more later as i get more ideas, but so far, still stuck on the first quest with puss since that will need more than just one or two simple pics to explain

[gojoest]

COMPETITION — gojo satoru

satoru tries to beat the bad cook allegations and win his girls back

girl dad satoru, established relationship — you’re married & have a daughter (oc), her name is sora, f! reader, reader is referred to as “mama”, mentions of food, this is a silly little thing, not proofread, wc: 1.2k

satoru can be a lot of things — the strongest sorcerer, the most loving and devoted husband, the world’s greatest dad, society’s biggest menace, and according to some “the owner of the most annoying heh”  — but there’s one thing he most definitely isn’t. a good cook.

but ever since you had a family brunch gathering at nanami’s place where the latter had singlehandedly prepared a feast, without letting his wife lift a single finger even when it came to setting the table, satoru took it upon himself to prove that he can be as good of a cook as nanami, or even better.

the way you and your five-year-old daughter, sora, looked as if you’ve just tasted heaven while savoring each bite was a blow below the belt for satoru, while the finishing one was you complimenting nanami and telling his wife how she is the luckiest woman alive to have a husband who’s so skilled and willing in the kitchen because satoru can’t even boil water — to which sora nodded in agreement, “papa really sucks in the kitchen.”

it’s been two weeks ever since and you regret ever making that snarky remark about satoru’s incompetence because you’ve been banned from the kitchen all along, not even allowed to pour yourself a glass of water — all you have to do is ask and your husband will do it for you while you sit back and watch as the state of your kitchen worsens with each passing day.

he would occasionally have sora keep him company and help him prep the ingredients, sometimes even take the first bite if the end product looks edible, but for you the kitchen was completely off limits, he’s got a point to prove — that he is the best husband and you should’ve never said those flattering words about his friend in the first place because he can’t stand it when you acknowledge in any way any other man that isn’t him.

satoru’s determination is strong. he has no intention of letting this matter go, not until he sees that same expression on you and your daughter’s face — this is his life goal right now, he cannot have his two most important girls swayed by another man’s cooking, not even if that man is nanami (and especially because it’s him).

you might be running out of usable plates and pans, as they’re either broken or burnt, but satoru is definitely making progress. all the cooking videos he’s watched and the tips he’s gotten from talking to mothers on online forums are finally paying off because today, for the first time ever, he didn’t burn the pancakes for breakfast.

“papa”, sora looks with disapproving eyes at her dad, her cheeks squished between her tiny palms as she’s leaning her elbows on the kitchen counter.

“yes, my life”, satoru crouches down to her level. even though she’s standing on the toddler step stool her head can barely reach his hips. but whenever satoru talks to her, he always, without fail, either squats down or leans forward or holds her in his arms — because in those moments it’s just him and his little princess against the world, on equal footing always so he can hear her better and never miss a single expression she makes. “what’s with that look, hm?”, he nuzzles his flour covered nose against hers, the action itself causing some of the white particles to smudge on hers too.

“the pancakes look like pancakes this time but mama will not like this mess you made, again” — the sink is filled to the brim, there’s flour and baking powder on every single surface — counter, table, chairs, floor, the butter has started melting because satoru placed it too close to the stove after using some of it, there’s eggshells on the floor — any clean freak’s biggest nightmare.

“the mess i made?”, he gasps, “aren’t you an accomplice in this, little miss?”

“no”, she flatly denies, “i only watched you and broke the eggs”

“on the floor, that is”

“it’s because you said pick three eggs while i can only carry two, look—”, she stretches her tiny hands forward, palms facing up, to prove her point, “i have only two hands and they’re not big like yours, how am i supposed to hold the third one?”

satoru chuckles at her genuinely puzzled face, “you’re right, my life”, he replies through a soft smile after taking her hands into his and peppering kisses on the inside of each, “papa didn’t consider this”

“it’s okay, papa”, sora rests her forehead against her dad’s, “i am a big girl now, i will help you clean after breakfast”

“but you’ll always be my little girl no matter how old you get”, satoru whispers softly, lifting her up with just one arm so his free hand can gently caress the back of her head as she comfortably nuzzles her face into the crook of his neck, “which is why papa will take care of it”

“but first”, he sits her on the countertop and cuts a small piece of the pancake for her to taste. “say aah”, he holds the fork to her mouth, eagerly observing every gesture on her face as she takes the bite and starts chewing. it’s definitely not the look she made while eating nanami’s cooking but she doesn’t seem to hate it either.

“papa.”

“yes, my life?”, satoru looks at her expectantly.

“can i be honest with you?”

“yes, of course you can”

“uncle nanamin does it better”, she admits to which satoru instantly deflates, “but—”

“but?”, a tiny spark of hope makes it back to his sulking eyes.

“i wouldn’t trade your pancakes for the world”

“YESSS”, satoru triumphantly pumps his fist in the air and spins around beaming with joy, “got one of my girls back on my team — now let’s hear your mother’s verdict… but hold on”, his face painted in concern again.

“hmm?”, sora questions the sudden change in his demeanor.

“sora.”, satoru speaks in a rather serious voice.

“papa?”

“you’re not saying this just because i’m your papa, right?”

“well, it’s partly because of it actually”, sora pauses for a second, trying to pick the right words before continuing, “but it’s because you put so much love and effort to make me and mama happy that it makes anything you do my favorite thing in the world, and i wouldn’t trade it for anything, papa”

“i haven’t tasted the pancakes yet but i must agree with sora on this”, your voice reaches them from behind as you stand leaning on the doorframe. you came following the sweet and warm aroma wafting through the air but found yourself accidentally eavesdropping on their little heart-to-heart talk. “you put your heart and soul for us always — aren’t we the luckiest girls in the world?”, you wink at sora and she nods.

satoru sighs in relief, “if i can’t give you the best of everything that means i am a failure both as a husband and as a father. because you two are my biggest blessing and i only live to make you happy. also — you’re still not allowed in the kitchen, so just stay there and wait for the pancakes.”

[taurusdaylight]

our rendezvous

summary. being lost in the horizon sounds scary, but not when you're hand in hand with your lover.

pairing. boyfriend! jaehyun x implied fem! reader

genre. established relationship! au, fluff

word count. 4,021

warnings/tags. as far as i know, nothing :) it's only a little angsty because of uncertainty about the future, but nothing too intense! very very fluffy,,,, maybe a lil pda (oh?)

a/n. ur resident valentine is back! i'm so sorry for going off the grid, my life has been a blur over the past few months… i did nothing and everything. anyway, this is inspired by none other than horizon (soty!) and i was very lucky to have had the opportunity to visit florence, where the horizon mv was filmed, so i knew i had to write this! after finishing it, i realised it's rather similar to my first fic but what can i say, i love jaehyun travel! aus, plus, jaehyun and forever just go together. <3 hope the new year is treating everyone kindly, and as always, have fun reading~

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Navigating life after graduation was akin to walking through a maze, struggling to find a way out. Growing up, you always thought that everyone’s life had already been nicely written out since there were only two things that truly mattered: school and work. The adults always preached about how good academic records would land you a great job. All your life, you never failed to achieve and maintain stellar grades so you never doubted that you would get a job. Yet, as the day of your graduation approached, you started to worry that you might not end up finding a job. Or at least, one that was to your liking.

The thought of working for the rest of your life sounded… boring. Perhaps an oversimplification, but you always made sure to put a hundred percent into your studies, so you felt like you never really had the chance to live your life the way you wanted to. You weren’t a party animal per se, but you wouldn’t hesitate to skip a night out with your friends if you had an important deadline to meet. It was always academics over everything else. Apart from meeting expectations that others had on you, the fear of failure haunted you too. More often than not, the urge of wanting to disappear creeped into your mind. It didn’t seem like a bad idea, running away to some random part of the world where no one knew you. Once you’ve spent enough time there, you could easily travel to another city and explore till your heart’s content. That was the dream. Unfortunately, this particular dream of yours never came true.

That was, until now.

Treading the path of adulthood was admittedly scary, you could slip and fall at any given moment and not know how to pick yourself up. But, you weren’t on your own. 

Jeong Jaehyun, your boyfriend of two years, shared the same sentiment. Sure, he was ambitious and had his goals set out. Like you, however, working himself to death wasn’t one of the things on his list. Jaehyun believed that it was important to strike a balance, to not throw yourself into something so deep that you would get lost in it. Working may be important but it would never hurt to have a little fun whenever time called for it. 

You first met Jaehyun in Introduction to Film Studies. Both second-year students, you and Jaehyun clicked extremely well with each other as you bonded over your shared love for films. What started as study sessions to help each other with assignments eventually progressed to warm, cosy movie date nights that also involved cuddling under a fluffy blanket on Jaehyun’s couch. 

While there have been minor arguments over those two years, you and Jaehyun always made sure to communicate. After all, a couple is supposed to fight the problem, not each other. The both of you understood that. These disagreements never bothered you that much because you believed that they were part and parcel of every relationship. Instead, you wondered more about how lucky you are to have found someone like Jaehyun. As you liked to put it, Jaehyun was your twin flame. He spoke to your soul in a way that no one else could.

Instead of taking the conventional route of starting a full-time job after graduating, you and Jaehyun booked one-way tickets to Rome the week after your final exams. How long the both of you were going to stay there for, that was a question for another time. The plan was to have no plan, going wherever your feet took you. Both of your parents weren’t exactly agreeable about this idea, nagging about how irresponsible and irrational it was. But what could they do? It’s not as if they could physically stop two grown adults from going. Eventually, they were able to come to terms with it and simply asked the both of you to stay safe. 

It’s been about three weeks or so since you two arrived in Rome. Tranquil mornings without a blaring alarm was something that you could really get used to. The icing on the cake would be waking up to the sight of Jaehyun sleeping peacefully next to you, an arm securely draped around your waist. His lips would slightly jut out, you would sometimes sneak a kiss or two because he simply looked too adorable to resist. 

A day out together would look something like sitting by an artwork in a museum, coming up with various interpretations or hopping from café to café to try out different desserts (which were often, gelato), you couldn’t count with your fingers the number of times the staff had to chase the both of you out because they were closing. Time is said to fly past when you’re having fun, but even more so when you’re spending it with the love of your life. At least, that’s what you think. 

The both of you woke up earlier than usual today because you’d turned in early the previous night, probably exhausted from all the walking. The sun wasn’t up yet, which meant that there were limited stores that were operating during this time too. It felt like a waste to sleep in and laze around in the apartment, so came the impulse decision of buying last-minute train tickets to Florence. 

“C’mon baby,” Jaehyun half-shouted, his gaze flickering between you and the platform located at the other end of the station.

Hands intertwined, you and Jaehyun were sprinting as fast as your legs could carry you in order to catch your train that leaves in approximately two minutes. Or rather, you were doing everything in your power to match Jaehyun’s speed because why was he running like he was competing in the Olympics? So much for wanting an athletic boyfriend. 

You were almost out of breath from running, you didn’t even have the energy to give Jaehyun a verbal answer. Instead, you tried to speed up like he told you to. After what felt like a hundred miles, the both of you finally reached the platform, boarded the train, and settled down into your allocated seats. 

“Oh my goodness. We are never doing that again,” you said, panting. 

Jaehyun shot you a wide grin. “Now that’s what I call an intense leg day.” 

You were rendered speechless. Here you were, thinking that he was going to agree with you. But you also remembered that Jaehyun was a gym rat first, your boyfriend second. Jaehyun goes a little over the top with exercising, you could tell that much just by looking at his physique. Though, you wouldn’t say that it was exactly a bad thing. In fact, what a sight for sore eyes he was… 

Before you had a chance to respond, Jaehyun used his other hand to push your head towards his shoulder. “Go to sleep, doll. Don’t want you feeling cranky in the middle of the day because you didn’t get to take your daily nap. I’ll wake you up when we’re reaching.”

Despite not being able to see him, you could hear the smile in Jaehyun’s voice, which caused you to grin too. Perhaps it was Jaehyun’s shoulder that made you comfy, but you could feel the sleepiness slowly start to envelop you, so you snuggled even closer to him.

“Good night, Jay,” you said before falling into slumber.

–

The train ride took faster than expected, probably because you were asleep throughout the journey. Upon alighting, you and Jaehyun walked aimlessly along Via Faenza. You stopped in your tracks when you caught the pleasant aroma of coffee beans coming from a café, it was so inviting that the both of you had no choice but to enter.

Save for the long line of people in office-wear queuing to get their morning coffee fix, there was no one else occupying the seats in the café. Wanting to be away from the crowd, you and Jaehyun made your way to the corner booth seat situated all the way inside after getting your order. You sat next to each other, with Jaehyun's arm wrapped around your waist. Your torso was slightly exposed because of the cropped top that you wore, and Jaehyun’s fingertips easily found purchase on your skin. Soft traces all over, which oddly enough, made you feel tingly and warm simultaneously. 

“Jaehyun,” you called out.

He turned to look at you. “Hmm?” 

“Do you regret being here with me? Don’t you feel like you’re wasting your life away?”

Jaehyun halted his movements, but he did not loosen his grip on your waist. His answer was written all over his face, from his creased eyebrows to his frowning lips. 

“Of course not, baby. Did I do or say something to make you think that way? I’m sorry if I did,” he said sincerely. 

“No, you didn’t do or say anything of that sort!” you quickly clarified. “I think I’m just worried about the future, you know? Once all of this is over…”

A small smile played on Jaehyun’s lips as he removed his arm from your waist. He cupped your face in his hand, sighing. “I wish you could see yourself the way I saw you, because then you’d have nothing to worry about at all. You’re going to do great things, ____. I’m sure of that. But for now, just let loose and enjoy yourself, okay? You deserve to have a break.” 

Jaehyun’s words could bring you to tears. He radiated so much positivity that it naturally rubbed off onto you, especially with the amount of time that you spend with each other. However, there were still moments of weakness, like now, where you’d inevitably think about how things could possibly go wrong. Before you could spiral into a whirlpool of negative thoughts, however, Jaehyun would pull you right out of it by telling you exactly what you need to hear in order to help get you through these times.

“Thank you,” you whispered, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on Jaehyun’s cheek.

Jaehyun made a sound, as if to signal that he was pondering. He pointed at his cheek and tapped on it with his index finger several times. “One more?”

You couldn’t help but giggle at his request, but who were you to deny him? Since you were feeling generous and grateful to your boyfriend, you quickly moved closer to give him two more kisses. One on his cheek, and the other on his lips. The best part was seeing the Cheshire cat smile appear on his face after he’d received his well-deserved kisses.

For the rest of the time at the café, you and Jaehyun were people-watching through the glass window while sipping on coffee and feeding each other small spoonfuls of pastries. At some point, random passer-bys became a part of a guessing game that started out of nowhere. Dating or siblings? What would their coffee order be if they came in here? The both of you had a lot of fun making up stories to back up your answer, boisterous laughter sounding through the place. 

Afterwards, you and Jaehyun continued wandering through the streets now that more stores have opened. An apparel store selling headwear caught Jaehyun’s eye, and he spent about twenty minutes or so looking through the bucket hats. Taking one in his hand, he tried it on and started making silly faces at you while dancing. 

“Stop it, you’re embarrassing me.” You reached a hand out in an attempt to remove the hat from Jaehyun’s head, but he swiftly avoided you.

He held on tightly to the hat. “I think this was made for me. I’m definitely getting it.”

The hat didn’t look bad on him, but it was still… questionable. A helpless sigh escaped your lips when you knew that nothing you say would change his mind. “Okay… as long as you’re happy.” 

Fortunately, Jaehyun didn’t have thoughts of wearing the hat there and then. Because if not, you would think twice about walking next to him.

The next few stores mostly sold vintage items and souvenirs. You and Jaehyun ended up getting matching gnomes that had the initials of your first names carved into it. While checking out at the counter, the cashier made a comment about how cute the two of you look together and that the gnomes were such fitting choices, so much so that they looked like mini versions of you two. With shy smiles, the both of you thanked her before exiting the store. You also noticed the tinge of red on Jaehyun’s ears, but kept quiet about it since you were most likely a blushing mess yourself. 

Then, it was time for lunch. 

You and Jaehyun had previously crafted a mini bucket list, and one of the things on the list was to try the various types of pasta while you were in Italy, so that’s what the both of you had for lunch. It appeared that all the shopping must have taken up a great deal of your energy because the both of you still had an appetite for dessert afterwards, or, rather, gelato was considered a staple so there was no way that dessert could be skipped. 

Although it was sunny, the summer heat wasn’t unbearable so you two were at the outdoor seating area of the gelato café. Within the vicinity of the café, there was a group of children playing catch with one another. After finishing the gelato, Jaehyun dragged you along to them. 

“Ciao! I’m Jay,” he introduced with a friendly smile. 

You introduced yourself to them too and stood behind Jaehyun, hiding slightly. You didn’t have anything against children, but you still considered them to be strangers, and you always had a hard time talking to strangers due to your reserved nature. You barely had any experience with children too so this was still foreign to you.

On the flipside, Jaehyun adores children. You could see it in the way his eyes would light up whenever he interacted with him. Not to mention, he was great with children (an understatement, if you had to be truthful). Seeing Jaehyun with children always made your heart swell, in a good or bad way, you weren’t sure… The only thing you were certain of was that you definitely wanted to have his children.

While you were spacing out, Jaehyun was quick to ask and memorise the names of the children. He played around with them for a bit and made sure to include you as well, the game of catch was never so fun before. However, it wasn’t long before you got tired, so you opted to sit at one corner to watch them. You whipped out your phone to capture this moment, giggling at how precious Jaehyun looked. Happiness looked great on Jaehyun, and you hoped that it would stay on him for a long, long time.

All of them grew tired after a few rounds too, putting an end to the game. While they were busy running around, you discreetly returned back to the café and told the cashier that you would be paying for the children to get gelato. You also grabbed a bottle of water and gave it to Jaehyun, who was perspiring profusely; indeed, an intense leg day it was for him. 

Through body language and very poorly spoken Italian, you tried to tell the children that they could go pick out the flavours that they wanted at the café. You were far too preoccupied with communicating that to them, the endearing look that Jaehyun had on his face went unnoticed by you. Thankfully, the cashier was there to bridge the language barrier and they managed to get their gelato without any hiccups. Before leaving, each of the children gave you and Jaehyun a hi-five, a word of thanks echoing after one another.

Having spent almost the entire day in that area, you and Jaehyun decided to explore another part of the city before catching your train back to Rome. Long before this trip, you happened to stumble upon a website about the top spots that offered a picturesque view of the city. One of which was a twenty minute bus ride away from where you and Jaehyun were currently at. 

When the bus arrived, you and Jaehyun entered by the back door and sat down. You were busy admiring the old architecture of the buildings outside until you felt Jaehyun’s hand touching the side of your face. You realised that he was trying to put one side of his wired earpiece in your ear, which caused you to turn and face him, and you saw that he already had the other side of the earpiece in. Jaehyun was smiling so widely that his dimples were showing. You brought a hand up to poke it, feeling a sense of victory because you were one of the very few people in the world whom he allowed to touch his dimples.

Shyly, you took Jaehyun’s hand and interlocked your fingers together. No words were exchanged between the both of you, but there was a mutual feeling that this exact moment perfectly encapsulated the love you and Jaehyun have for each other. Tender, somewhat otherworldly in a way where everything, like the chatter of the other passengers on the bus, seemed to fade out in the background. 

As Can’t Take My Eyes Off You started playing through the earphones, you took it as an opportunity to mouth to Jaehyun, “I love you.”

Jaehyun’s dimples became more prominent at your sudden declaration. He made sure not to break eye contact with you before he mouthed back, “I love you.”

–

“Look!” you exclaimed, pointing toward the replica statue of David. It was the first thing that you saw after alighting from the bus.

Jaehyun turned his head to look at what you were pointing at. “Wow, it’s stunning."

The both of you hurriedly walked over to take some photos, which ended up in you and Jaehyun bursting into fits of laughter because he was imitating the statue and posing in the same way. It definitely earned you a few stares from the other visitors, but you and Jaehyun were too busy laughing to even notice that you two were getting judged. 

After snapping a few more photos, you and Jaehyun went to the other side of the square where you could see an overview of the city. It was breathtaking, to say the least, the both of you concurrently marvelled in awe at how it looked like a scene straight out of a movie. You could even spot the street that you two were at earlier in the day, as well as many other famous landmarks. Not to forget, the surrounding trees and mountains made it feel more complete, it was a perfect getaway from the bustling city for some peace and quiet. 

The both of you were standing at the top of the stairs, and you saw that there was a walking trail below. Due to time constraints, however, it seemed more logical to sit and admire the view, since neither of you knew how long the walking trail was and where it led to. Besides, it was a perfect spot to catch the sunset before you had to leave for the train station, so you two sat on one of the steps near the top where you had an unobstructed view of the city.

Like before, you and Jaehyun were listening to music together while holding hands. Other than humming along to the song, Jaehyun would also sing some of the lyrics to you, especially if it was a sweet or cheesy line. 

“Can’t believe I get to be here with you.” Even after some time had passed, you were still greatly impressed by the scenic view, in disbelief about how you could share this moment with your lover. The bright orange hues of the sun added more colour to the backdrop, it felt surreal watching it slowly go down.

“Me too,” Jaehyun replied almost immediately. “It feels like a dream…” 

“If this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up from it,” you said while shifting closer to Jaehyun’s side. “Like, ever.”

“I want to stay here with you forever.” Your voice came out as a whisper, because deep down, a part of you was afraid that this happiness would be taken away from you abruptly. 

Yet again, Jaehyun made one of those sounds to indicate that he was thinking, which made you gasp in response.

“You don’t want to be with me?” you questioned, a look of betrayal on your face.

“No, silly,” Jaehyun chuckled. “Of course I want to be with you.”

Jaehyun let out a deep breath, as though he had to brace himself for what he was going to say next. “The thought of eternity feels scary. But if I know that you’ll be there with me, then… there’s nothing to be scared of. I think, for me… forever is where you are, wherever that may be.”

Silence ensued, music playing through the shared earphones being the only source of sound. Jaehyun gulped awkwardly when he noticed that your gaze was fixed on him, but you weren’t saying anything. “Did that come out wrong? I don’t even know what I’m saying sometimes. But I guess I was trying to say that–”

You cut Jaehyun off with a kiss. He smiled against your lips, causing you to do the same. Jaehyun’s hand travelled to the small of your back to pull you in before he tilted his head to the side for better access, going straight for your upper lip to return the kiss. It was slow, delicate, and everything you could ever ask for. You sighed when you felt Jaehyun’s hand running over your skin; he knew exactly what he was doing. Every kiss that you shared with Jaehyun never fell short of being exhilarating, which was one of the great things about love… or Jaehyun. Perhaps, both. 

He was the first to pull away, staring intently at you with a cheeky smile on his face. Jaehyun leaned in closer until he could bury his head into the crook of your neck, leaving another kiss on your collarbone. You wrapped your arms around his frame, hugging him as tightly as possible. You and Jaehyun stayed like this for a while until you heard a lady yelp from a distance away, her loud voice grabbing your attention.

As you looked up to find out what the commotion was about, tears immediately filled your eyes and you had to do everything that you could to hold them back. 

The said lady was standing by the railing, both hands covering her mouth. In front of her was a man, down on one knee, holding out a box with a diamond ring. You tapped Jaehyun’s shoulder so that he’d sit back up, and he turned to see what you were looking at. All of the other visitors were also invested, as everyone patiently for the lady's answer. 

Everything happened so quickly. The lady nodding and getting pulled into a hug by her fiancé, the crowd erupting in cheers and applause–a truly sweet moment to witness. Without thinking much, you blurted out, “that’s going to be us.” 

Jaehyun diverted his attention back to you, shaking his head. Seemingly biting back a smile as his lips formed a thin line, Jaehyun jerked his head to motion at something behind you. “That’s us.”

You were about to protest, pop another question that was something along the lines of whether or not he was planning to marry you. However, you remained quiet and decided to take a look at what he was referring to first. 

Well, it looks like the urge to complain has completely disappeared. How could it not? Rather than dissatisfaction, your heart leapt with joy when your eyes landed on a couple standing hand in hand at the other end of the steps from where you and Jaehyun sat; they were having their pre-wedding photoshoot.

[ominous-auburn-orbs]

Can you do a fanfic for Kinger and Caine's first kiss with mild NSFW

Here's some dialogue for help

Kinger: Wow.

Caine: Yeah.

Kinger: That was...intense.

Caine: Yeah.

This. This one was a struggle. But you were nice enough to give me dialogue. If you read my stuff for plot, there's not a lot of that to be found here lmao.

Also, same warnings as in the ask, slight NSFW, but it's basically just them semi-failing at making out like the sillies they are.

Kinger and Caine stood outside of the tent, watching the sunset. They held each other's hands, enjoying this moment of peace. Kinger eventually spoke up.

"Hey, Caine?" The ringmaster looked to him, immediately giving Kinger his undivided attention, although that was far from irregular. "This is our 7th date, right?"

"Indeed it is, my dear! It's sweet that you've been keeping count." It took a few moments, but the tone of Kinger's question started to sink in. "Wait, is something special meant to be happening? Is- does the 7th date hold a sort of significance? Was I meant to get you something specific? I-I'm so so sorry, my darling, I didn't-"

"No no no, you're fine!" Kinger chuckled, "There's nothing too important about the 7th date. At least, I don't remember there being. I was more referring to... our progress in our relationship."

"Why, whatever do you mean?"

"Well, we've been together for a little while now, and we, uh, haven't even kissed." His voice trailed off slightly. He knew he'd kissed people before, but all of those memories had a dream-like quality to them. He hadn't done much of anything romantic since he got stuck in the circus, so it felt like he was about to have his first kiss overall. It did make him feel rather self-conscious before it even began, worried that he'd do something wrong or embarrassing and ruin the moment.

"Oh. Yes, you're right, we haven't. I have done research on that, and kissing is allegedly a staple part of romantic relationships. But, I'm not quite sure how we'd go about it, considering our severe lack of lips." Caine chose not to admit that he had near to know idea on how to kiss someone, despite his extensive research. Very, very extensive.

Kinger brought Caine's hand to his cheek, requiring the ringmaster to fly in order to reach him. "How about we try anyway? Just use our collective knowledge, and... experiment, until we find something that feels right."

Caine felt heat spread across his gums. "A-alright, that sounds, uh, good. Very good."

Unsure, the two started to lean towards each other, Caine's teeth and eyes shut tight. Eventually, their faces touched, causing them to relax a bit more. Kinger moved the spot where his mouth would be against Caine's teeth. It did have a similar sensation to what kissing had felt like. Or perhaps he was remembering wrong. Either way, he loved it.

Caine opened his mouth partially, nibbling on Kinger's face, which was admittedly more pleasurable than he thought it would be, although the chess piece did have to hold in a laugh at the mental image of what their current situation would look like.

The ringmaster opened his mouth further. He remembered that he had read about how people would use their tongue to show more affection and passion, so he somewhat awkwardly ran his tongue across Kinger's 'mouth', which drew unexpected noises from both of them.

Since Caine didn't need to breathe and only God knew how Kinger's respiratory system worked, they continued this for a while. Saliva dripped down the front of Kinger's face, but he didn't care enough to stop. In an attempt to further chase the feeling of what he could only describe as his chest exploding from the inside, Caine bit Kinger's face, although harder than he intended.

"Ow-" Kinger pulled away, bringing a hand up to where he had been bit, but stopped before he touched it. There was no lasting mark on his wood, and the pain wasn't that bad. He started to think about how he wouldn't have minded Caine doing it again, but decided to leave that new feeling for another day.

"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry, my sweetness, are you okay?" Both of their faces were bright red and their collars were crumpled from where they had been grasping at each other to try and get closer.

The chess piece wiped at his face to clean off some of Caine's spit. "I-it's fine, I'm fine, I promise." Kinger put one of his hands on the ringmaster's shoulder and the other on his waist, while Caine encircle his 'neck' with his arms. "That was- it was a lot."

"Yes, a-a lot would be a good way of describing it." They continued to stand there in each other's embrace. Well, Kinger standing and Caine floating. "Did you like it, though?"

Kinger was silent for a moment before pressing his face to Caine's teeth. "Yes, I did. I'd love to do it again some time, sweetheart, if you don't mind."

Caine couldn't help but be flustered at the petname. Kinger knew how much of an effect it had on him. "O-oh! Ah, of- of course, yes, whatever you wish for, my dear."

[mirai-e-jump]

TV Guide Dan Vol.49, October 2023 Issue ft. Kamen Rider Gotchard Cast Members Junsei Motojima x Yasunari Fujibayashi Interview (translations below)

Publication: October 20, 2023

"You two are currently appearing as rivals in "Kamen Rider Gotchard." Would you please describe each other's role?"

Motojima: Kurogane Spanner, played by Yasu-kun (Fujibayashi), is a cool and mature kind of character. If Houtarou Ichinose, who I play, has the mental age of a 10 year old, Spanner would be that of a 25 year old. I think it's interesting that they're rivals.

Fujibayashi: Well, they're rivals, but I'd say that Spanner is overwhelmingly stronger.

Motojima: No, I don't think so! In episode 3, Spanner loses to Houtarou.

Fujibayashi: He didn't lose.

Motojima: It was Houtarou's win!

Fujibayashi: Ahaha! Since the details aren't clear, we'll leave it up to the viewers to decide (laughs). Houtarou, played by Junsei, is a true to life version of Junsei, or rather, he's just as he is. He's mischievous, an airhead, and a lively person! Gotchard is Junsei's first full time acting role, so he's got alot of room to grow. I think you'll enjoy watching Junsei's growth and development alongside that of Houtarou's.

"What's the relationship between you playing these roles?"

Fujibayashi: We get along really well, huh?

Motojima: Yeah. Also, when I was having trouble with my acting, Yasu-kun would give me advice like, "Try this kind of movement here," so I really appreciate it.

Fujibayashi: I don't have that much acting experience either, and I'm not in a position to give advice, so I'm just saying what I feel from an objective point of view. Junsei has his own unique style, so he's able to express it through his acting.

"What specific scenes do you think Fujibayashi-kun's advice helped improve?"

Motojima: The one in episode 3…

Fujibayashi: Ah! The scene where Houtarou and Spanner fight with shinai's in the dojo?

Motojima: That one! For that scene, we read the script over the phone the day before filming, and before we shot that scene, we talked for about two hours in the waiting room thinking, "If we did something like this here, wouldn't it turn out better?" I never learned how to sword fight, so Yasu-kun taught me how to swing a sword.

Fujibayashi: It was really difficult to move around while saying those lines. But, both of us were determined to make it a great scene. We practiced holding umbrellas instead of swords while saying the lines. In that scene, I personally thought, "Junsei's so amazing."

Motojima: Eh! Where, which part?!

Fujibayashi: There's a scene in the dojo fight where Houtarou did a jumping head butt toward Spanner's stomach, and I thought such an attack would be absolutely terrifying and painful. Actually, Junsei squirmed the moment the footage cut to that scene. Still, I believe that the viewers could feel Junsei's determination to put his body on the line and his passion for the show. In that sense, episode 3 became an important episode for us.

Motojima: It's a scene that we absolutely can't leave out when talking about this show. Also, there's a scene in episode 5 where I did pro wrestling. I had to act as if I was in pain when I was subjected to a technique, but I didn't know what it was like when a person really feels pain. So, I asked Yasu-kun, and he told me, "When people get hit in the lower back, they arch their body and feel the pain."

Fujibayashi: We actually hit each other on the back of our thighs to see how we would react (laughs).

Motojima: That's right (laughs).

"In contrast to the relationship between Houtarou and Spanner in the show, we can see that you support and get along well with each other during filming, do you also hang out in your private lives?"

Motojima: Next time, all the cast members promised to go to an amusement arcade!

Fujibayashi: It's just a plan though. Everyone's schedules don't quite match up….However, everyone's made good progress and have become friends. Besides, I feel like the two of us will have a relationship that lasts a lifetime.

Motojima: Oh~! That makes me happy!!

Fujibayashi: Junsei's current "weapons" are his freshness and his will to "Just give it a try," and he has the most important passion for an actor. I myself have my own pride as an older person. I'm confident that we can maintain a good relationship as acting rivals even after this production is over.

Motojima: Yeah. I hope we can continue to improve each other through friendly competition.

Fujibayashi: It's still early in Gotchard's story, but looking ahead to the ending, I'm already kind of sad! But, I'm really looking forward to Junsei's growth.

Motojima: Oh, I appreciate that.

"By the way, do you know each other's views on love?"

Motojima: We talked about love once before, right? On a train ride home after filming, I asked him, "What kind of person is your type?" It was because I was curious (laughs).

Fujibayashi: If I'm remembering right, Junsei's into pretty girls, right?

Motojima: Yeah. I think Yasu-kun said that was the type of person he'd fall in love with.

Fujibayashi: That's right. Also, I guess Junsei likes quiet people.

Motojima: Yeah, I like quiet people.

Fujibayashi: I like cheerful people, so I don't really have a type at all.

"How do you go about approaching someone you like?"

Motojima: I feel like I'm a proactive person. For example, as a student, I might ask someone, "Would you like to go to the cultural festival together?

Fujibayashi: That's good! But, I'm as proactive as Junsei. I also reply to LINE messages very quickly.

Motojima: That's right, you're really quick.

Fujibayashi: Without messing around, maybe I would straight up ask her, "Let's go out to eat!" and start meeting up more often.

Motojima: I see. I really want to talk on the phone with the person I like. I'm aiming to do a "fall asleep phone call" (he awkwardly laughs).

Fujibayashi: What, that comment was too cute!

"Now then, please tell us about the benefits of becoming your lover."

Fujibayashi: Since I can speak English, I can take you on trips to various countries!

Motojima: Eh~? That's not fair! I definitely can't win against that! But, I can play the guitar. It would be nice if I play and she sings.

Fujibayashi: You're going to make her sing?! Isn't it about Junsei playing the guitar?

Motojima: Ah, I want her to listen!

Fujibayashi: Well, you know, Junsei's really cool when he plays the guitar! He has a very soft expression…When I saw Junsei's guitar video, I was so moved that I couldn't help but send him a LINE.

Motojima: Fufufu~ Well then, I'll play the guitar for you. On a beach overseas!

Fujibayashi: No, you don't have to compete with my English (laughs).

"In the future, If you were to co star in another production, what kind of production would you like to appear in, and what kind of relationship would you like to play?"

Motojima: Houtarou is also a second year high school student, so I'd like another school story.

Fujibayashi: Junsei can still play student roles. I think I'm limited to playing a college student…

Motojima: But, I'm also a college student, and it would be nice to play college classmates. It'd be fun to compete with each other for lovers!

Fujibayashi: I'd like to fight as two historical kings. Something like, "Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

Motojima: That sounds good, I want to try it!

Fujibayashi: Junsei in the form of a military commander…Hmmm, his dark face would suit it…maybe?

Motojima: Yasu-kun also has a dark face, right?

Fujibayashi: I had the opportunity to wear a wig when I performed in a 2.5D musical, but I have thick eyebrows, so I sometimes have to clean up my eyebrows with makeup. So, as a member of the "eyebrow tribe," I'm alittle worried about Junsei's eyebrows.

Motojima: Eyebrow tribe (laughs). But, I really do hope we can co star in a historical drama someday!

[misshoneyimhome]

Can you please write something sexy/smutty/funny with Freddie Andersen? Maybe along the lines where he and Y/N are in a established relationship, and in a ~love making~ night he gets maybe too eager and finished first and he gets embarrassed but she just makes fun of it and plays it cool and he's determined to give her a good time and redeemed himself!

I love you writing! Thank You! ❤️

I really hope you can understand my request 🙈

Oh, thank you very much, bb! 🤍 Of course, it makes perfect sense 😉

Omg, yes! A Freddie request 😍 I've missed this man so much! So of course, I can create something about my favourite ginger man 🤍 It's been a while since I've written about him, and I truly appreciate you sending me this request!

I do apologise for the sports puns, though… 🙈

Warnings; 18+ smut; fingering; unprotected sex (p in v); creampie; more fingering; more unprotected sex; more creampie; play with cum?... I don't know, something along those lines

・✶ ｡ﾟ

I’m gonna fuck love the Hell out of you I Freddie Andersen 🖋️⚡️

It had been too long.

Far too long since you'd felt the touch of your boyfriend, and since you'd touched him.

But it wasn't his fault, not in the slightest.

For months, Frederik Andersen had been wrestling with his health, and as his girlfriend, you'd supported him to the best of your abilities. Whatever he needed, you'd been there – both physically and emotionally.

Freddie, usually a calm and reserved man, was slowly being consumed by the struggles that kept him from the hockey rink. Hockey wasn't just a job for him; it was everything he loved. It was intricately woven into his personality, and without it, he felt empty.

It wasn't that you weren't important, or that he didn't cherish having you around. You were his partner, a significant part of his life. However, hockey meant more than just a sport to him; it was his lifeblood.

And you understood his turmoil, or at least you tried to. The emptiness that lingered when he couldn't engage in the sport he loved reflected in his eyes, and you couldn't help but ache for him. You'd been by his side through the physical struggles, the emotional toll, and the silent battles he fought within himself.

Now, as the days stretched into weeks and the weeks into months, you found yourself yearning for the return of normality. Yearning for the days when the touch of his hands wasn't overshadowed by the weight of his health concerns. It was time – time for the healing to progress, for the quiet moments to be filled with shared laughter and stolen kisses, and for Freddie to reclaim the joy that hockey once brought to his life.

It was as if his eyes lit up with an intense brightness the moment the doctor gave him the all-clear on his health issue, though the reminder lingered that he'd have to take it slow and wait before fully returning to hockey.

Yet, the two of you felt like you could conquer the world.

With Freddie's smile finally gracing his lips again, you decided to make a proper night out of it, complete with a romantic dinner – not the health-conscious meals he'd been stuck with for the past few months. No tonight, you both cooked his favourite dish together.

And as you indulged in the deliciousness, laughter echoed through the room of your shared apartment. Freddie was back to cracking jokes, even discussing hockey, which had been a topic he'd avoided as it only brought him sadness, knowing he couldn't play. Oh, his sweet laughter.

The beautiful sound you'd missed so much. But what you craved even more was the feeling of his hands on you. The way his large palms would roam your body, making you feel small and at ease as he gently caressed and massaged you.

Freddie had a way of making you feel incredible.

It was one of the things that had captivated you from the beginning. The way he took his time the first time you were intimate, exploring every inch of your curves, ensuring no skin went unnoticed. He had made you feel as light as a feather under his touch, undressing you, kissing you, and eventually using his fingers to prepare you for him.

Freddie was a big man, everyone knew that. His 6′4″ and 238 pounds could easily envelop your small figure, and not to mention his member. Though it wasn’t unrealistically large, it certainly matched the rest on him, and you knew from the first time he’d push it into you, you’d have to adjust to it.

And as soon as you'd become comfortable to his length and girth, he thrust into your warmth, feeling every inch of your tight walls around him as he pounded and pushed you over the edge.

Yes, Freddie had the ability to make you see stars simply by making sweet and passionate love to you.

Yet, it was nothing compared to when he was in one of his moods, particularly after a bad loss or a great win. Freddie could turn 180 degrees, and the sweet, calm, and quiet man would transform into a beast.

Or on those nights when you'd be a tease – whether unintentionally or not – he'd lose control and simply dominate you, asserting that you were his and no one else's.

Because you were indeed like no one he'd ever been with before. Despite your limited knowledge of his home country and background, you showed nothing but interest in him and curiosity.

You had devoted yourself to him and his lifestyle from the very beginning, and he fell so quickly and hard in love with you that he couldn't even believe it himself. No one could have prepared him for how deeply he would come to love you.

Then, when his injury came, rendering him unable to play hockey for an indefinite period, he feared the worst. He was no longer the cheerful man you'd fallen in love with. Nor was he capable of showing you the love and affection you deserved, paying you attention, and sharing intimate moments. No, he felt almost handicapped.

Like Superman without his cape or Batman without his Batmobile.

However, to you, it didn't matter.

Freddie was your boyfriend, the love of your life, irrespective of his physical state or career, and you were committed to being by his side through it all.

Every waking moment, you endeavoured to bring a smile to his face, assuring him that everything would improve, and no matter what, he wouldn't be alone in this. Though the future remained uncertain for both of you, one thing was certain – you would face it together.

And tonight, you could finally celebrate as he neared full recovery and a return to the rink.

Furthermore, it appeared that you weren't the only one eager for the occasion. Freddie's hands roamed over you as you cleared the table, did the dishes, and ensured there was nothing to attend to in the morning.

His lips found your neck at every possible moment, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses mixed with gentle nips from his teeth. And you could sense his cock slowly growing in his trousers, quicker than usual, as you felt your cunt almost at a pulsating rhythm between your legs.

"Freddie," you moaned softly as he stood behind you, his face buried in the crook of your neck while his hands massaged your breasts through your clothes. You had to steady yourself against the kitchen counter as his mouth worked its magic on the sensitive skin.

"I want you… now," Freddie's words were deep and husky, his movements impatient and eager, and you couldn't help but sink into his touch.

"Bedroom, Freddie," you managed to whimper, and in no time, Freddie carried you out of the kitchen, placing you on your back on the bed.

Under the soft glow of the bedside lamp, you and Freddie then found yourselves naked, tangled in the sheets of your shared king size bed. The room echoed with the hushed sounds of soft moans and whispered sweet nothings as Freddie kissed your jawline and massaged your breasts.

You felt his eager member teasing your inner thigh, your fingers weaving through his thick ginger hair as he connected his lips with yours again, his tongue exploring your mouth.

You could sense his hunger.

Using a hand to sneak down between your bodies, Freddie gently circled your clit a few times before pushing in two fingers. Yet, as soon as he felt your tight, warm walls around them, impatience and a desperate need to replace it with his cock took over.

It was as if all his usual calm, patient, and focused goalie skills had vanished during his time away from the ice, and tonight he felt needy.

Swiftly withdrawing his digits, he replaced them with his length, slowly easing into your core, feeling every stretch he caused you. Moans escaped your lips as Freddie's large member filled you up, not even fully in before the tip hit your very back. His strong arms on either side of you tensed as he began rocking his hips, letting his shaft stimulate your walls with every thrust, as he found a steady rhythm.

"Yes, Freddie… Mmm, you feel so good," you whimpered as heavy breaths filled the room, mixed with sweat, sweet noises of pleasure, and skin slapping together. 

It was intense, eager, and almost rushed as Freddie suddenly increased his speed, feeling his climax building up and his patience challenging him as he became desperate for release. In a way, he seemed to forget all about your needs, something he'd always attended to first, but not tonight.

And as the passion between you escalated, Freddie's eagerness got the best of him. In a moment that could only be described as "goal-scoring speed," he reached the finish line a little sooner than anticipated.

“Shit…” 

Feeling the rush take over, he let out a deep, uncontrolled grunt as he spilled his seed into you, painting your walls with his cum. His large body felt heavy on you, almost collapsing from his intense high, and a sheepish grin spread across his face as he avoided eye contact. A disappointed sigh escaped him, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks.

You, however, couldn't contain a light chuckle. "Freddie, did you just set a record for the fastest goal ever?"

Freddie blushed, a mix of embarrassment and disappointment playing on his features. "Uh, yeah, I guess I got a bit carried away."

You let out another soft chuckle, running your fingers through his hair, as your eyes gazing up at him. "Well, someone's eager tonight. It's cute, really."

But Freddie didn't find it cute at all.

This wasn't the lover he usually was to you. He was your attentive man who always took care of your needs, but tonight he had only cared about himself and given in to desperation.

However, determined to redeem himself, Freddie looked into your eyes with a spark of conviction. "I promise I'll make it up to you, love. Round two is going to be legendary."

"Oh, really?" You raised an eyebrow, feigning scepticism. "I'm counting on you, Andersen."

Both of you took a moment to calm from the recent activity, Freddie resting on his side next to you as he caressed your body. You were incredible to him, and he felt more and more eager to give you what you deserved – the pleasure and rush he had reached himself.

Gently, he found your little pearl of nerves again, slowly circling and stimulating it.

Your lips parted with a small gasp as you locked eyes with him, feeling the pleasure slowly building up in your lower abdomen, your hands finding the sheets on the pillow case behind your head to tuck on. 

"Mmm, Freddie… Please, more."

But Freddie took his time, knowing he had to make sure he got fully hard again before giving you what you needed. Instead, he gently let two long fingers slip into your core again, feeling his own cum as he massaged your walls and pumped his digits.

It almost felt naughty.

Playing with his own ejaculation inside your body, Freddie's eyes intently followed your sweet, squirming facial expressions. Your eyes closed as you relaxed under his touch, and he slowly felt his member fill with blood again.

With renewed enthusiasm, Freddie set out to prove that his skills extended beyond the hockey rink. The room filled again with a mixture of sweat, passion, and the sweet sounds of your moans as he worked tirelessly to ensure your satisfaction. You couldn't help but admire his dedication.

Your orgasm slowly formed, and as Freddie increased the intensity of his finger pumping your heat, curling his fingers at the right angle, he hit your sensitive spot. Your moans became louder, your lungs emptying for air as your breaths felt heavy and incoherent.

"Yes, Freddie… I'm close," you announced, arching your back in anticipation and desperation to reach the climax.

With a few more pumps, amidst the sticky sounds of Freddie’s and your juices, you let out a deep moan and surrendered to the orgasm, letting it course through your body. Your legs trembled as you slowly came out of the rush, your hands' tight grip on the sheets loosened as you again opened your eyes and looked at your man.

"Well, I must say you did pay me back," you flashed him a sweet, lazy smile. However, Freddie wasn't completely satisfied. Sure, he'd made you come. But to him, that wasn't enough. He had to show you that he hadn't lost his touch completely, and you were still in for the rest of the second round.

So, withdrawing his fingers, he flashed you a mischievous smile, and you knew right away that he wasn't done with you.

Instead, he rose from his resting position, knelt between your legs before swiftly turning you over onto your hands and knees, your ass completely exposed to him. This was probably one of Freddie’s favourite positions as it provided him great access, and he could control his force as he liked. And most importantly, you loved it too.

Though it wasn’t particularly romantic, it always felt amazing when Freddie could fill you up completely and pound into you.

And as he once again let himself slip past your folds, stretching your sleek entrance for the second time tonight, moans slipped off your lips. His hips rocked against your ass, allowing him to hit your very end with his throbbing cock, and you knew you wouldn’t last long.

Freddie felt so good, and he had your mind clouding with every thrust. A smile formed on your lips as you tilted your head back, your hair almost like an invitation for him to grab, as you let Freddie pound into you with eager motions. 

Wrapping his large hand underneath, he took hold of your locks and gently pulled them while his other hand rested on your hip, holding it in place as he increased his speed.

If you could see yourself from a different angle, it probably looked like a poorly homemade porno film; with Freddie fucking you in doggy style and you uncontrollably moaning his name.

You felt your second orgasm approach. And as Freddie could feel how your walls clenched around him, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back either.

"Yes, baby… come for me," he managed to speak darkly in between deep moans.

And it took nothing more for you to let yourself go again, and the rush took over, blurring your mind as your juices covered his shaft. Your muscles tightened as you arched your back, and Freddie’s name rang from your mouth, which had him feeling his own second release upon peaking.

With a few more forceful pounds, his grip on your hair holding on, he let himself bottom out in you again, deep husky noises coming from deep down as he came.

“Fuck…” Freddie breathed out, letting go of his grip as he stayed in the position to make sure he let every single drop into you, before gently pulling out and watching his cum drip from your core, slowly gliding down your inner thigh.

It was incredibly hot. So much of his white liquids were still in you, and as you dropped your head, trying to regain control of your breath, he observed your beautiful cunt for a few more seconds.

Almost a minute went by before either of you moved from the position and retreated to rest on the messy bed.

As it turned out, in the end, Freddie's determination paid off, and you shared a laugh as you cuddled in the afterglow.

"See," he teased, "I told you round two would be better."

"Well, you definitely made an incredible comeback," you grinned, tracing circles on his chest. 

"Good," Freddie laughed, pulling you closer. "It’s important to me that I make you feel good too, baby – I’m just sorry I haven’t been able to touch you for so long."

Your eyes were intensely locked onto your boyfriend, and you couldn’t help but smile up at him.

"Oh, don't worry about that, Freddie... I've had my vibrator," you teased with a chuckle, prompting a bewildered expression and laughter from Freddie.

"Hey! It's not funny…" but he knew you were just teasing. Despite how effective a toy could be in bringing you to climax, it was nothing compared to the pleasure Freddie provided – his embrace, his lips, his warmth, and his cock.

He made you feel incredible, and nothing could ever replace that.

"By the way, I thought the doctor told you to go easy with activities?" You raised an eyebrow, earning a light chuckle from the tall redhead beneath you.

"Well, he didn't say anything about these kinds of activities…"

"Baby, I think I meant all sorts of activities," you chuckled lightly.

"Hmm, then I guess it's good that this was me going easy…” 

[titansontop]

i couldnt reply before but here it is. Long asf.

@raven-harlot

What a convenient way to forget Nightwing's arc with the Titans, written by Taylor a few months ago, the beginning of his Titans. Where raven wasn't at all "just Gar's gf", right? Raven did things on her own, she wasn't there just to be with Gar, she had moments, she had a leading role, she had a role in the arc that was much more than just being Gar's girlfriend, did you forget all that? Raven having action, Raven showing her best qualities with Olivia…She was the best and more interesting character of that arc without doubts. And even though she was with Gar there, it was never like she was stuck to him, was it?… While Raven had a second leader role in this arc, what happened with Gar? Nothing (he wasnt there just as Raven's boyfriend tho).

Do you remember TT Academy? Where Gar was doing exactly what Raven is doing now? Being a moral support for her partner? (oh no! A couple that helps and supports each other!😨😟) I bet at that moment you didn't think that Gar was "just Raven's bf", no, I bet you were saying something like "they made Raven Weak! Raven doesn't need a man!" Blah, blah, blah.

Traumas? What traumas? You know damn well that the only reason we're seeing Gar's trauma is because of what happened in Dark Crisis; otherwise we wouldn't see shit about his trauma, just like we won't see the other Titans' traumas.

Do you know what character progression is? Something Raven went through under Wolfman's writing? Do you remember how she tried to have relationships back then? how she tried to love, right? Raven has been free of Trigon for years, stop the cap, she can express her emotions without problems since the 80s.

Stop the cycle, do you want Raven to be some kind of Redhood going through the same arc over and over again?

Do you want Raven to be exactly like she was 40 years ago in the damn 80s, when she debuted as an 18-year-old woman who didn't even have friends and couldn't express her emotions?? Holy character regression!

If you say that Raven is unrecognizable and a totally different character (if that makes you feel better, keep pretending that, I guess) then just stop reading the comics…easy, that easy.

Did you start reading a Gar comic, where Raven was only going to be a character in a supporting role because the comic focuses on Gar and only Gar, hoping that she wouldn't be a character in a supporting role? The joke tells itself. Did you want her to be the protagonist of Gar's comic? And don't say she's just Gar's girlfriend and nothing more when she literally had her own comic where Gar WASN'T there, no matter how bad it was, it was a comic of her, about her, with a story for her, Gar wasn't there(i bet you got maddd when Raven talked about him tho{1 line in a 30 pages comic, before you even say anything lmao}).

Before this new Titans comic what did Gar have? Nothing at all. Raven instead? She had the storyline of Unkindness, she had some small roles in that same storyline in TTA and Shazam(where she was also given some respect), she had an important role in Dark Crisis: The Deadly Green, and it didn't end there, she also had a big fight with The Spectre. Gar at the event, meanwhile, was only being used as motivation for Dick and nothing else (0 scenes of Gar with Raven or Cyborg even when they are the characters that should have been with him). (And not to mention the Titans United comics, those are not from the main earth, but Raven had a big role in the second one, and in none of them was she "just Gar's gf", i wasnt a big fan tho).

Oh and let's not forget the comic where once again Raven crossed paths with Trigon, and it wasn't the best thing in the world, but Gar wasn't there… she literally got a mini story for herself there in that Lazarus Planet tie-in, while Gar at that time only had the back up from Action Comics with Power Girl, where they once again ignored Raven and Victor and used Dick.

And there was also Knight Terrors: Titans, where once again, Raven wasnt there as "just Gar's gf".

Umm, no, just because a writer doesn't give focus to the character you want it means it is misogyny😂. There are 4 issues that don't focus on Raven, so he hates women? 😂, let's completely forget how he even put Donna in the role of leader in that mission(not much but is more than what she got in the last 3 years). They are setting up Beast World, of course they will focus on Gar. And even then, let's look at who's been focused on so far: Dick(who is Taylor's favorite and is being pushed by editorial as a super leader), Gar(who is being set up for something bigger) and Wally(who is part of a semi-plot from the comic). Vic isn't getting that much focus either, I guess that makes Taylor racist, right?… Don't worry, more moments will come for them, I repeat, ITS 4 ISSUES IN. Even Taylor has said that Kori will have more prominence in the next issues.

Do you remember the little arc with the Brotherhood of Evil and Madame Rogue?…who was the lead and who was in a supporting role?…oh yeah! Gar was the main character while the others were mostly sidelined… And that was by Wolfman and Pérez…

About the part of Taylor not knowing how to write women, Taylor isnt a perfect writer for sure, im not saying he is, and he isn't Gail Simone, he misses too, but yk one of his most acclaimed comics from marvel is a comic about a female character(X-23), right? Lol.

You say Taylor doesn't understand her, yet, he is probably writing the best version of Raven since Wolfman in the 80s. He clearly understand this character, and its funny that you pretend he doesnt. Cant even imagine how you reacted to Teen Titans Rebirth Raven🥴.

We both know that if Raven had these scenes she is having with Gar, with Donna or Kori instead, you wouldn't be saying shit. If Raven was saying "i love you" to Kori, or Donna, you wouldn't be saying shit…that's the funny part about this LMAO. You know your account isn't private, right? How do you expect someone to take your "raven cant express her emotions!!" seriously when we can see what you post? (And we can also read the comics...)

You aren't mad because Taylor doesn't understand Raven, you are mad here because Taylor isn't writing what YOU want.

Raven isnt the same character she was 40 years ago, just like Gar isnt, or just like Batman isnt the same character he was in the 80s or the 60s. Its called character progression(well, Bruce is in a deep whole right now lol). Raven has long passed her days of not being able to express her emotions, but you are saying she should go back to square 1?…

So yeah, I proved Raven in the past years has had more going on that just being Gar's gf. Raven by Tom Taylor has as well been more than "just Gar's supportive gf". And seriously, you were so mad about this that you made 3 posts complaining the same day lmao. You don't like it? STOP. READING. IT instead of reading it just to complain like a damn baby.

All that said, do you think i dont want more solo stuff for Raven?? Its really a shame Howard dropped the ball so hard with that story, a solo story of Raven that will barely mean anything at the end…

And…I dont know, how else would i find out about Raven's new content in this site?…

(seriously tho, you are in the tags, i could just ignore it, just as you could ignore the comics you dont like, but this time i decided i was gonna reply to such a dumb post).

[thelordofgifs]

Writing Year Wrapped

Thank you for the tag @eilinelsghost - what a lovely idea!

3 Favourite Fics You've Written This Year

the fairest stars (T, 78k, in progress). So much of myself has gone into this fic since I started writing it all the way back in February. I love all the characters (Maedhros and Maglor my beloveds!!), I love how much it's taught me about plot and structure and evil cliffhangers, and I love sharing it with all my wonderful kind enthusiastic readers!

Ilimbë (T, 15k, complete). This was a new venture for me, both genre and ship-wise, but it was just so much FUN. I like writing things that make me feel clever, and this is probably my most unabashedly pretentious fic. But also baby Fëanor is everything to me now.

in the breaking (G, 2k, complete). I used to call this my best m&m fic, although tfs is probably my best m&m fic. But in the breaking is still one of my favourite explorations of their tragic tender codependent dynamic.

3 Fics That Stretched You the Most

Inflection (G, 10k, complete). This one was SO hard to write - getting the first draft out was very much blood, sweat and tears. The nuances of the kidnap fam dynamic are very hard to get right, balancing the canonical love with Elrond and Elros' genuine trauma. I'm still not entirely sure I got it quite to my satisfaction, but I'm pleased with the final result all the same.

the fairest stars. Yes I'm listing it twice. I'm very fond of tfs, but plotting it out can be SO hard sometimes (which is one of the reasons why part 31 is taking a while to write). I just counted and there are TEN separate plot threads to keep track of at the moment, which is... a Lot.

the salt of the sea (E, 2k, complete). Shoutout to my first proper smut! Definitely a new venture for me (I hadn't written this pairing before, either). People were very kind about it, though.

3 Favourite Lines You've Written

Maedhros has never loved anyone without making of them a god – it is all tangled together in his mind, worship with affection, ardour with idolatry. (tfs, part 29)

To love Maedhros, he has long known, is to grieve him. (tfs, part 22)

Fëanor had never been kissed before. It took him a moment to respond, but then he found he was kissing Nerdanel back and it was the easiest, most familiar thing in the world; her messy curls were brushing his face and one of her strong sure hands had travelled down to rest against the small of his back and there was nothing that had ever been more real than the warmth of her pressed against him; she was certainty itself, as solid as marble, no crafted thing to be shaped and changed, but a maker and a preserver and a promise of forever; and her mouth against his was hot and sweet and golden as the taste of a Laurelin-ripened peach. (Ilimbë)

3 Characters You Enjoyed Writing (that surprised you)

Lúthien! I didn't have many thoughts about her before starting tfs, but she's one of my favourite characters in it now, and so essential to the themes of the story.

Fëanor was a struggle to wrap my head around initially: in my opinion one of the biggest flaws of all those that follow, for example, is the way Fëanor only appears at the edges of the narrative, when I could really have stood to flesh his relationship with Fingolfin out a lot more. Writing Ilimbë really helped me gain a much better understanding of what makes him tick, which was very satisfying, and I do think his characterisation is one of the biggest strengths of that fic.

gonna cheat slightly for the third one and say all my little baby OCs from the glassmaker! OC-centric fic isn't something I'd tried before, but I'm very fond of them now.

3 Unexpected Inspirations

Maedhros' hair in in the breaking is this whole important thematic thing, but the truth is. I also have very long and silky hair and it is a PAIN to deal with. You cannot picture the number of times I have sat on my bed at 1am furiously yanking a hairbrush through it and gone "DID it take long hours to brush out to smoothness again? you fucking bet." Sadly I do not have a codependently devoted sibling to tenderly brush my hair for me, so I have to do it myself.

tfs was initally inspired by some tumblr discourse about Beren and Lúthien's motivations in stealing the Silmaril! which I think is kind of neat. It strikes me as very indicative of the collaborative nature of fandom: a couple of people have a debate, and then someone else goes away and writes fic about it, and then people draw art of the fic... and on the cycle goes.

an ancient song is a very small little ficlet, but it was also inspired by some tags on a tumblr post! Always fun when that happens.

3 WIPs You're Excited About in the Upcoming Year

Ooh, now I feel like I'm committing to having these finished in the next year...

The Unburied: the longfic I am very slowly working on, and managed to put 20k words towards in November. It follows Fingon as he crosses the Helcaraxë and Maglor as he rules in Mithrim, ending with the first rising of the Sun. I am excited about this fic, but it's an ambitious project and very challenging! Also my brain can't really handle working on two different longfics at once, so it's on the backburner until tfs is finished, and who knows when that will be tbh.

boats against the current: another rather old WIP that is complicated and difficult to plot out. This one is the "Maedhros doesn't swear the Oath" AU. Still very attached to the idea! Maybe I'll get somewhere with it soon.

sore must be the storm: my shortest WIP! Surely I can sit down and finish it in the next few weeks (I have been saying, for months). Just some (messy and complicated) russingon after Fingolfin's death.

3 People Tagged to Share Theirs

No-pressure tags for

@searchingforserendipity25

@that-angry-noldo

@welcomingdisaster!

[soulntes]

SHAMELESS - PROLOGUE

[SHAMELESS MASTERLIST] CHAPTER 1 : THE ARRANGEMENT

a shame.

there are various forms of shame.

on pandora, there's no such thing when it's about mating and forming a bond with someone you truly love to spend the rest of your life with. it's a moment that every young na'vi awaits to experience something so special and sacred even before you know the sensation of how much that person cares and loves you when you bond.

the stories told to them by their parents the importance of choosing a proper mate who'll provide love and give you life.

humans can not experience that innocent and sacred feeling.

a bond that becomes a whole significant difference when sharing the feelings of thoughts, touches, and emotions from who they genuinely love.

ever since she passed through the eye of eywa, her whole entire life change. her body is different and weird as it's now a permanent deed that she'll never regret.. starting to see the wonders and beauty of pandora. her emotions switched more sensitive and fierce and capable of understanding of what was taught to her.

given a once in a life time thing that was granted to her in order to be connected with eywa.. and stay close to jake. her dearest friend.

since she met jake sully her life altered spending majority of their time together when arriving to pandora. she didn't treat him as someone who needed assistance all the time or perceived him a jarhead or a disabled, retired soldier. jake didn't treat her like a fragile woman with a pretty face to get into her pants and found her a reliable and trusting person he's met.

they spent their days together telling their depressing stories and who they were back on earth with getting here to now on pandora. laughed at each other's reenactments of old sitcoms and comedies to lighten up the mood. cried in their vulnerable moments which lead on thing to another. they never regret it. it's treasured and remembered of their intimate relationship. brought a sense of comfort when things got rough with dealing their shifts, jake was studied by the omatikayans in training him to become one of them and her with reports to the colonel and parker about the latest information on jake's progress and helping her avatar progress in her training.

until.. she noticed the sudden change of the man in front of her. the short calls on the other line, sometimes he reassures her that he forgets because of his exhaustion when she doesn't receive one in a day or two.

his behavior change. it's like he wasn't the old jake anymore.

someone that was hidden under his pretend character, unmasking in front of her whenever he talks about the woman who was training him.

neytiri.

that was her name.

the woman who brought life back into the lost man.

she was a beautiful creature. a fierce woman and powerful being she's ever encountered. her strong facial features were the embodiment of femininity as a warrior. she'll never be upset with her because neytiri is a wonderful woman and a suitable mate for her friend and she brings light wherever she goes. you can say she developed a tiny crush on her.

she's known it was going to happen even if it hurt the most to witness the sparkle in his eyes when she brought up the woman.

there was no them or anything that indicates they were a possible couple since the beginning. she decided having a serious conversation with him that they shouldn't involve in any kind of sexual activity if he is in love with the na'vi woman. they can remain friends without sexual pleasure involved.

jake felt defeated at her request. he did love neytiri when they spent time alone in the forest throughout his iknimaya and having those beautiful moments act on upon their recuperation. but he loved her as well so much that he tried putting those feelings aside. in the end, they got on the right foot. jake respected her wishes.

they stayed friends.

that same day of calling it quits, the colonel got involved watching her alone in the cafeteria, drinking her sorrows away with a stained face of dried tears.

just like jake, one thing led to another.. she found herself in the arms of another man, cruel as a demonic monster and controlling, wrapped in his sheets in his quarters. the depressive moment she went through got the colonel taking action of landing a gorgeous woman in his bed where he wanted to know that drove jake sully to slowly stop sending valuable information.

the colonel kept her in arms reach and she goes back to fill the hole in her heart that can never be filled other than her body by this man, using each other for their own satisfaction and wishes.

her calls with jake became less frequent and the affair with miles was daily. whatever she received from jake, the colonel checked through in exchange of providing nights to forget her worries.

it didn't work. everytime she saw jake.. she felt disgust and rethinking her choices.

for her it was an eternal love that could never be broken but hopes the best for her jake.

until came the announcement for the destruction of home tree. the woman immediately sided with jake and the na'vi to save their home even going against the monster with his demonic army alone. she gave jake her support which ended the life of a secret she wished to keep to herself.

after everything they went through and sent the humans back to earth.. she wanted to leave because jake has a life far different than hers.

that is when neytiri came to her. the na'vi woman asked of her to stay with them, that jake deserves his friend with him and she was looking forward meeting his dear friend.

she got along with neytiri. she couldn't never hate her when she opened her heart once again to those who were loyal to the na'vi. they became sisters. a bond between sisters.

the day came for her decision of transferring her life to a new one. it's an experience she'd do again if it meant to start a new life where the people taught her about eywa and the balance of life. she felt free.

all of them did.

it didn't matter that her love is one sided while being a warrior to toruk makto and neytiri, she cares for them.

next thing she knows, jake became a father of four blessed children and a loving home. she felt happy and proud of coming so far. jake felt joyful with her around his kids and mate. never a problem occured since this new life they have is an opportunity to live it to the fullest.

for years it was like this but a new star sparkled in the night sky as it increased it's size and it meant.. sky people were returning.

a war that they were afraid would come back to haunt them and cause hurt once again.

and it did.

they lost neytiri.

they were slowly losing their happiness and home but they're going to fight against the disease so it'll be kept from spreading.

and with that disease came with a past to be birthed with immortality that'll bring a curse.

a curse of the past.

of a human who is dead.

the dead with an immense amount of love coming back.

TAGLIST

@hazelwebsterboo @babyduk213

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a (seemingly) impossible task.

seto kaiba x gn!reader

warnings: n/a (if the fact that it’s ridiculously self indulgent counts, then that)

notes: i’m really slow to learn card games (i still have no idea how i finally got magic the gathering), so since i started watching yugioh i’ve been thinking about just how frustrating it’d be for kaiba to teach me duel monsters….enjoy!

Kaiba didn’t know how much more of this he could take. The second you’d expressed interest in finally learning how to play Duel Monsters he’d pulled out all the stops—the best duel disk KaibaCorp had to offer, a deck he’d specially built to play to your strengths, and hours set aside out of his busy schedule to practice dueling with you.

But none of it seemed to work.

You’d gotten basics like life points and the setup of the board right, but you still seemed stuck at how and when to play the right cards. You had only just gotten the hang of setting cards in their defense and attack positions, and you were slowly beginning to understand how to set traps.

It seemed only half the questions Kaiba answered for you actually taught you anything, and he was getting desperate. While you occupied yourself with a practice match with Mokuba he snuck out, finding himself standing on quite the unlikely doorstep.

“Oh! Kaiba! What brings you to the game shop?” Yugi waved Kaiba in, the bell jingling as the door shut behind them.

“I can’t take this anymore, Yugi. (Name) hasn’t seemed to progress any further in their lessons.”

“Well Kaiba, how have you been explaining it to them?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“Maybe the way they learn is just different from the way you do. I know that when my grandpa was teaching Joey how to play he had to do it in a completely different way than how he taught me. Have you tried telling them about the game with a different wording, maybe?”

Kaiba gave him an incredulous look. “Are you trying to imply that I don’t know what I’m doing?”

“No, no!” Yugi waved his hands. “I would never! I just wonder if maybe they’re having trouble with a certain aspect of the game or something like that….”

Kaiba stopped for a moment, turned, and thought to himself; you had been asking a lot of questions about timing, but he swore he’d done a satisfactory job of explaining it all. Much better than Yugi’s whole “heart of the cards” spiel. He’d answered every question you had about setting traps, but you kept forgetting to lay them in response to what he’d played. It seemed you’d understood it better when he showed you, but he couldn’t just stop in the middle of a duel to explain cards to you. Maybe if he led you through a practice duel against Mokuba….

“I’ll have to devote more hours to teaching them, that’s the key to all of this. I’ll have to orchestrate some sort of day-long duel…..work in as many practice matches as I can. Expect one of my associates to deliver you and those little friends of yours invitations soon. Yes….this will work perfectly!”

“But Kaiba if you just try explaining it to them in a different way first maybe you won’t have to—“

Kaiba spun around, narrowing his eyes at Yugi. “No! I never needed any help, much less from the likes of you. By the time I’m done they’ll be a far better duelist than you could ever dream of being!”

Kaiba proudly strode out of the game shop, leaving an utterly confused Yugi in his wake. As soon as he was back in his office he disappeared to make a barrage of phone calls, working late into the night to set up KaibaCorp’s first Duel-A-Thon.

*

When the day finally came Kaiba could feel a strange sense of excitement bubbling up inside him. He’d forced every single employee of KaibaCorp to take a vow of silence—anyone who spoke a word of his plans to or around you would be fired on the spot. You remained none the wiser, simply confused as to why Kaiba was suddenly so busy.

He always told you when he had important meetings coming up, and as your relationship had grown more serious he worked in ways to take you along on every business trip he could. When you asked if there was anything you could do to help he simply waved you off and told you not to worry about it, sending you off to do busy work while he worked on whatever it was that he was doing.

“Come on (Name). I don’t want you getting lost.”

“Kaiba where are we?” You groaned, looking around at the forested trail you’d been hiking along for the last 15 minutes.

“You’ll see soon enough. You brought your deck like I asked you, right?”

You jogged to catch up to Kaiba, pulling your deck out of one of the pockets in your backpack. “Yeah, but I don’t know why you told me to bring it on a hike. What, are we gonna duel in the woods or someth—“

You looked up to see a wide clearing full of food stalls and mini arenas, all filled with faces both familiar and foreign. There were people dueling throughout the space, and it seemed as if the stakes were either low or nonexistent. You turned to look at Kaiba, heart fluttering at the sight of the proud smirk on his face.

“What is all of this?” You breathed, awestruck by the sheer size of the gathering in front of you.

“After giving it some thought I realized perhaps I wasn’t doing as thorough a job as I had intended teaching you how to play Duel Monsters. So I set up a day-long event in order to teach you more about playing the game. I’ll be personally coaching you through every duel, so you don’t have to worry about being at a disadvantage because you’re new to the game.”

You smiled sweetly at Kaiba, pressing a kiss into his cheek. You loved seeing the way he still blushed at even the smallest of romantic gestures, never quite growing used to how affectionate you were compared to him. “Thank you, Kaiba. I can’t wait to start dueling everyone!”

He smiled back at you. “I have no doubt in my mind that you’ll be able to become a fine duelist, (Name). When we’re done, you’ll even be able to surpass Yugi!”

“Say no more. Let’s do it!”

[aheathen-conceivably]

how do you go about planning your storyline? :) especially for your decades challenge

Hello there dearest! I’m sorry this took me a while. It’s a bit of a difficult one and I wanted to take some time to sort out the chaotic process in my brain before I tried to type it out 😅

This is just a rough outline of what works for me specifically in writing a historical story on simblr. I can’t speak to writing advice in general because it’s not something I have experience with; nor do I think this will be helpful for everyone. So please feel free to pick and choose whatever suits your fancy or ignore it all completely.

Of course, it’s time to take this below the cut, since you know it’s going to get a bit long 😉

1. Find Inspiration (Nonfiction books, Blogs, TV shows, YouTube videos, Period Pieces, etc etc…)

For a decades challenge/history based story I think this is really the starting point for me. Whether it be styles of architecture, clothing trends, a historical fact, or an individual’s story, there’s so much real life inspiration to be found for this type of story. It can often seem small, but sometimes pinpointing what you know you want to include and working it in there can be the crux of so much of a story.

I’ve said this before but one of the very first things I knew I wanted to include was the Titanic, since it was the first historical event I ever became interested in. Other examples are New Orleans as a setting, the inclusion of Storyville, and even something as small as the axe man that I included in this post.

When I find these moments of inspiration, I try to immediately transform them into tangible scenes or plot points rather than simply jot them down as a note or like a “maybe for later”. This keeps me from getting mired in too many ideas or overwhelmed with things I like, but that don’t necessarily have a place in the story.

However, sometimes it also means I will need to tweak ideas as the plot develops, such as changing the original storyline of Rosella and Lord Harrington to Rosella and Georgiana; but even with these edits, this process still creates a sort of scaffolding structure for the story as a whole. It gives me plot points or small, specific scenes that I am working and writing toward. I’m then able to allude to the eventual outcome beforehand as well as weave a larger narrative around it while still having clear points of guidance for where I want to go. 2. Connect the Dots

The “dots” here are the aforementioned scenes and/or plot points that I have written well in advance. I have dozens and dozens of these, and I’m basically constantly adding to the document where I keep my writing. This is all kept in chronological order so I can see the progression as well as where I need more narrative to fill out a decade. I generally look at this structure and ask myself: how do I realistically reach that point?

To use the example of the Titanic again: this meant somehow getting the oldest daughter of a relatively poor and close knit family aboard a ship bound for America. It meant not only putting her in contact with someone who would have access to these tickets, but also giving her a reason to leave the people she loved. Then once those larger dots are connected, I continue to focus on smaller and smaller threads, like the details of Georgiana herself or Rosella’s relationship to Zelda, until the storyline feels fully fleshed out and a character’s motivations are coming through. 3. Character Consistency

That last bit is very important to me, and I always try and think about how the characters are functioning within the framework of what I’ve written and the historical landscape. Sometimes this comes into play before connecting the dots, but often it is actually what finally puts the puzzle pieces in place. Something sim-specific here is that I really do use sims traits as guidance on who the characters are, how they interact with the world, and how the world has affected them. So often when I am referencing a prewritten plot point or scene I will ask myself, how would that character get to this point? What may have happened that would lead them here? How does their personality interact with this historical event or point of inspiration?

Many scenes have often come from more outward facing questions, like, is this trait clear to everyone reading as well as me? Has this visibly impacted their life and done so in a sensible way? This is in part responsible for many extra scenes we saw at the end of the 1920s when a few of my best simblr babes pointed out to me that Antoine’s motivations weren’t very clear. It also helps me to fill in and round out that base storyline structure with more small, real-life scenes that showcase and develop certain traits as characters grow and interact with the world around them.

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With all that said, this is often a very long process that involves reading or watching historical content, going over my own writing again and again, and just waiting for the day when my brain suddenly writes 5-6 scenes unprompted. Other times I’m flying by the tip of my boots, watching y’all feedback and incorporating it or reading through scenes with friends for their help.

So the process has looked very different at various points in the narrative and through the many months I’ve been writing this story. But overall, having those points to write toward as well as tangible character traits have guided the process throughout.

[noa-ciharu]

Ship ask: favorite canon moment of kurofai

Tough question since there are alot of top tier kurofai moments. But this particular scene stands out

Yes, the whole sequence.

Because as countless people said before - tsubasa found family journey is sort of allegory for therapy. Crowd of deeply troubled individuals all with their fair share of issues and traumas got paired up together and started bonding over time - and helping each other in process.

However there were countless ups and downs, and that's what relationship between Kurogane and Fai was always like prior to this moment. They couldn't interact truly openly because barrier was always present. Both Fai's (past, false identity, planned betrayal, deep self hatred, avoidance, emotional distance and so on) and Kurogane's (viewing physical strength as priority, subsequently emotionalism and escapism as weakness, and probably some more)

All the unspoken and Kurogane's progress of getting to reach through Fai's iron self-protection walls reached culmination in acid Tokyo - however Fai was still not ready to accept how close he got to Kurogane (and rest of the crew). Emotional tension between them from infamous Good morning Kurogane scene to Celes arc was off charts. With good reason tho, because they were almost like on checkmate position when neither can move forward nor backwards. Kurogane can't do a thing because Fai is one holding the card but similarly Fai belives he truly has no power over his fate because once Ashura awakens it'll all start crumbling. He believes he's living on borrowed time and that he did something he shouldn't have - gotten to close

He thinks he doesn't deserve to be cared for.

And then Celes angst rolls and Kurogane sacrifices what was considered most important to him (strength and power to protect) so Fai could live.

Ofc that was one of major factors (combined with somewhat karmic pain of having someone you love be self sacrificial and you having no say in it and no way to help them - bet feeling was a bit sobering), but that's not all- for the first time in his life Fai knew he wasn't living a life worth expiration date. He was free

Also Kurogane has come full circle, both literally returning to birth place and changing perspective 180° degrees. When he left nihon he was power hungry basically, speaking power out of fear of powerlessness to prevent tragedies. But now he purposely cut own arm so he could protect those he cared about. I probs should add more here but it's rly late

And ofc - Fai hitting Kurogane as payback and calling him by nicknames again 🥺🙏 little gesture that means alot when their whole background is taken into consideration. They're finally able to meet face to face and have a honest healing relationship without any hints of pretense or tension

[esther-dot]

If I remember correctly there was a scene where Missandei was taking care of an injured Greyworm. She kissed him as he told something about being scared to not see her again. Then also there was scene about Missandei saying goodbye to GW saying same line which was told by Jon to Dany. Compare these scenes to similar Jonerys ones where the latter lacks warmth. I don't know if it was deliberate or not. What do you think?

I can't find a gifset of it at the moment, but yes, Missandei (who is alive and well on Naath, thank you very much!) does sit by Greyworm when he is injured. Jonsas compared/contrasted Greyworm/Missandei with Jonerys and Jonsa a lot because they had so many similar scenes, but unfortunately, I'm not finding all those posts rn. Although, I have to point out @ladyandtheghost 's parallel in which she argued that just as Greyworm declared Missandei his weakness, Sansa was Jon's ( this post ) -- all the way back in 2017. Everyone who noticed the parallels was quite frustrated with how the show failed to offer adequate payoff for them, but seeing as Sansa was the trigger that got Jon to stabbity stab Dany aka her treason for love, I think the Greyworm x Missandei and Jonsas parallels were part of how D&D were laying the groundwork for the finale from s6 on. As pathetic as the the end product was, there were a few throughlines.

As for the Jonerys parallels...as you point out, the similar scenes make Jonerys look horrible. I assume they were actually meant to be contrasted with a couple that truly knew and loved each other which is why they paled in comparison. Greyworm and Missandei obviously had a lot more time to develop a dynamic which makes their love far, far more compelling (the actors are gorgeous and talented which helped too!), but in s7-8 there were a number of relationships that we can contrast jonerys with and inevitably, D&D put more time and effort into the side relationships than the “point of the series” (as everyone told us JonDany was). Since they were also running a storyline about protecting Sansa being more important to Jon than his own life or Dany's, about jon's love for Sansa being more important to him than his honor and duty, I have a hard time swallowing that they even intended Jonerys to be seen as an epic romance.

Often people blame the actors for the failure to make the relationship work (which is a pretty universally accepted sentiment, ), apparently Kit was having personal struggles at the time which fans have pointed to as an explanation for his poor acting. But he delivered in other dynamics, his face and eyes were alive in s7 when interacting with Gendry and Tormund, so I don't think that was the issue. I pointed out how the writing of Jonerys created no potential to make it compelling as D&D carefully included the fact that there was no obstacle to their relationship back in s7, so I have a few different explanations.

D&D were wanting to end the show, HBO/Martin wanted more seasons, so s6- s7 could have been written to allow for a quick closeout, or room to grow certain strorylines into 2 more seasons worth of content. If they didn't know if they'd have 8 or 16+ episodes to wrap things up, maybe they were trying to leave different paths open hence some odd writing.

Perhaps Jonerys was fan service, and they didn't want to do it but did it at HBO's behest or whatever so they didn't put in the effort that Greyworm/Missandei got, or Sam/Gilly, or even Gendry and Arya who all had recognizable beats progressing the relationship to an inevitable end. That's why there was a sex scene, but none of the compelling emotion we would expect from a love story that was so anticipated.

The last is the hotly contested, deeply unpopular belief that Jon will not love Dany, but will betray her in the books, and Jonerys was D&D romanticizing the plot points Martin gave them, just as they romanticized Jongritte and changed the point of that relationship. The theory for show verse had a lot of different names, political Jon being the most popular, and seeing as how Jon did betray Dany in the end, and for Sansa, which was the predicted endpoint (although as far as I can recall, none of us at the time speculated that he would kill Dany), I think that explains the oddities of Jonerys. That's the way I interpret it, and I think D&D were either pressured by HBO or their own fear of audience reaction led them to soften the dynamic/Dany's ending further because again, I do not think they believe they delivered a grand romance.

Obviously, the bad writing in s7-8 make most fans reject a lot, or all, of the developments hence the above being an unpopular stance, but I actually do think D&D were relaying in a very confused, contradictory way, some of Martin's plot points. The fact that so much in the end matched earlier ideas/themes...I don't buy that it was all D&D. I tried to wrestle all of that and Jon's love vs duty stuff in a very long post here .

What do you think?

[ask-elland-n-will]

William, wonderful William.

Name the last time you could not stop smiling!

[Previously]

This handwriting. Will's lips curl upward softly, still not over all the excitement of the date he so suddenly invited Andrew to. Will is not the one to invite people on dates; it's his boys who invite Will, not the other way around! And yet.

Will closes his eyes for a while, still smiling giddily. He knows the note meant for him to talk about the Honeydukes experience but truth be told, he hasn't stopped smiling ever since he got a reply from Monty earlier. The Ravenclaw has given him something no one has done before: he's given him true hope.

After almost two months of flirting and running around, the drinking night at the Three Broomsticks with a lot of happy encouraging touches and remarks, their walk back to the castle, and the recent jealousy realization at Honeydukes... Andrew is still here. They haven't even done that much yet! Anyone else would've already jumped ship after all that dancing around.

He tried to build relationships, and none took hold, his owls — lost or replied to so late that nothing spoke of rejection clearer than that kind of dismissal. His strongest feeling had no place in the relationship he's carved with Elland. Year five — too much has happened; there's pain and stress, and fighting for their lives. Year 6 — it's clear there's no response, no flirting, hidden glances, no hand to hold, but care and admiration, he'd never leave but won't together be. Now — maybe it is time, that show for Felix they put on, why did it hurt more than made him feel euphoric? He shouldn't have, and why'd he play along! There was no hope, there never was.

He tried to be casual with those he had no feelings for, and even then people left him, some after getting what they wanted, others openly saying it's a one-off thing. And then some — without even giving him a chance the moment they heard that there is one line Will won't cross without a relationship.

He tried to educate himself, and had more luck there: be it certain Restricted Section books or the help of his dormmates, one of which he had a mutually beneficial agreement with for a while. Oh, hiding crushes — hard a task but knowledge is a worthy prize. If there is more he wants to learn, perhaps it's Andrew who can show?

Andrew. Andrew, Andrew! Monty! His Monty. Grumpy wolf chasing a giggling fox.

Will sighs, coming back down to Earth. He can't lose Monty. Not that he can even imagine a reason that would make the wolf stop chasing him. But the longer they go on like this, living just on hints, and teasing, and touching, the more worried Will becomes on the inside. What if Andrew loses interest, dissatisfied with their eventual makeouts? What if he doesn't like the limits Will eventually sets for them for Will's own comfort? What if possibly even mentioning a relationship could cause a drift?

Montrose never said what he actually wanted from them. And Will cannot keep being the one to begin this kind of a conversation. He cannot. He won't be the reason for yet another downfall.

The prefect suddenly slaps his own cheeks. No. He cannot think like that. Monty isn't like all those other people. Things have been going so nicely, there is no reason for Will to worry. Natural progression. That's it. They'll get to it eventually. It's not like Andrew is hiding important things from him, right? They are going forward, each day, little by little. Ah, they pretty much almost kissed at Honeydukes! The hope is really there, for the first time in years, and for the first time in a long while it is not a bitter one.

Will re-reads the previous letter he got. And then this recent one. And then he pens a quick reply.

You, wonderful you. I am afraid there is no answer, for my heart hasn't stopped smiling since the moment I sat in your lap almost two months ago.

[Forward]

[undead-merman]

Hello! can we have merman Brothers Yanderes with a royalty GN reader ? (Poly) also SFW or NSFW please~!

Poly Mer Brothers with a Royal GN-Reader SFW and NSFW

Early relationship

When you first came down to the depths of Diavolo’s kingdom, it was a hard change. Even the brothers knew how rough it must be. Lucifer kept a distance but watched over you. Mammon was the one to help you swim. He always complained about it, barking at it like one of your old instructors. 

They didn’t think much of you. Mammon just saw his instructions as a waste of time. But you proved yourself to be a fast learner. You had to be in your lifestyle. It impressed a good number of them. Even Diavolo was pleased by how quickly you adapted to life underwater. “Like a fish to water!”

Satan was the first to approach you, interested in your human world knowledge. He was amazed by your vast knowledge of literature and writing. He’d seek you out often to have you recount popular stories and even ones from your childhood. He sees a bit of illusions to the little mermaid. 

You have gotten yourself into trouble with some of the more monstrous aquatic animals after Mammon did not look after you when he was supposed to. But as they swarmed to come help you, you had managed to defend yourself pretty well with a broken shell before Lucifer was there to deal with it. Mammon was not only impressed but felt guilty looking at your stuffed up hand hurt from holding the sharp shell. He grew massively protective over you and helped nurse your hand back. 

Leviathan saw you as a true Henry. A heroic human. A royal who faced the most hopeless of situations with a brave face. He admired you from afar, wanting to get closer but didn’t have the guts. He struggles to find an excuse to get closer and he acts like a pining suiter.

Asmodeus is infatuated with the idea of you being a royal charmer. He had heard stories from Satan and those fairytales were always so enchanting. Perhaps Satan was rubbing off on him a bit too much. He wasn’t the biggest fan of humans, but something about you was just so enchanting. Was it that noble blood of yours? Well, now he’s swimming around you wanting to see you demonstrate your skills from growing up. Maybe you could try sewing him something? He’s always wanted to try some of the fancy clothes he’s seen some of them wear. 

Beelzebub simply came up after the monstrous incident. You are not sure if he was instructed to teach you to fight under the orders of Diavolo or Lucifer, or if he decided to do it himself, but he hands you a spear and trains you not only in that but lances, polearms, tridents, even nets. Grappling is important in the deep since enemies can attack you from every angle conceivable. 

Belphegor never really bothered until he saw Beelzebub’s interest in you. He started watching your training sessions and would often heckle you. Only when you start getting along with Beelzebub does he start to ask why you even bother. You're only there for a year. Why not make it easy and live quietly and get through as quickly as possible? Perhaps you are the heir to the throne? Why not just live out your life quietly? But when you tell him it’s not for you, but for your people he calls you strange but seems to accept the answer. 

Lucifer grows proud of your progress and enjoys having those calm moments with you, even bringing you to see how well you’ve adjusted to sparing. He’s damn good and often gets you pinned. But the day you get the upper hand and manage to pin him. He confesses. And not long after establishing your relationship, the others flock pissed that they weren’t the first.                      

Current relationship

You don’t get very far without having a tail wrapped around you. Mers seem to do it as a sign of affection. Flirting in a sense. 

Beelzebub brings you to help teach the other Mers. He sees you as a great instructor, and with that powerful, capable, and ruling aura you have, it helps a lot. Not only that, but he enjoys going on hunts with you. And when you come home, Belphegor is there waiting for you both to help prepare the food. You don’t spend too much time without the other being there. Belphegor then pulls you into their nest to sleep and relax. 

Mammon would often drag you around to see the sights and sounds, seeing you as a lucky charm and wanting to impress you. He tries to win big with you. He knows that luxury up there and down here is much different. Maybe even shabby. So he’ll pull off his own scales sometimes to give you jewelry. His heart squeezes if you scold him, telling him that it’s okay to not pluck his scales and hurt himself. Just let him hold you then. Spend time with him. Have fun. 

Asmodeus carts you around to parties and festivals so you can watch him in action. His fins twirl like silk as he’s focused right on you. Even with all those eyes on him, his gaze is transfixed right on you. His charming human. Would you like to hear his song? He’ll sing one just for you. Perhaps one day you can take him to the surface and show him the world, but if not, it’s okay. He has the world right there in front of him. 

Same with Asmodeus, Satan would love to go to the world you came from and experience it for himself. He wants to learn the history of it all. To be able to see the plays by the masters, to look at the sites described in books, and read as many books as he could, books that aren’t waterlogged or ruined. The first time he gets to smell that old book smell his smile has never been so bright.  

Leviathan adds every gift you give him to his collection, making it a centerpiece. He’s inquisitive about everything and even lets you use them when he was once so selective about it. You can handle anything now without him freaking out over it. He trusts you. Not only that, but some of the old clothes he’s found. Would you be able to help him restore them to their former glory? Maybe even model them?  

Lucifer wants to keep you safe. He’ll let you join the patrol. He sees you enough as an equal to let you help him cut his work in half. Something no one ever thought was possible. Not only that, but he likes having you keep him on his toes. He’ll spar with you and then you'll help him relax, unlike anything else. Being with you when you gaze over sunken cities, coral reefs, or even migrating animals. He even wraps his tail around you subconsciously. You’re such a wonderful person and you make him the happiest he’s ever been.  

Taking turns

They can smell the pheromones in the water and have keyed into your scent specifically. That’s the reason they scent you so much; it helps them pick you up. They can smell the arousal through the water. 

He’s cursed with being interrupted when with you. No matter how far he swims, the others will always find you. Sometimes he’d like some private intimacy with you, but as the oldest, he lets it slide for the peace of things. Lucifer cannot believe he has to stop fights while he’s fingering you. Unbelievable. Sometimes, when it gets out of hand, he makes them wait while he takes his time with you. His tail squeezes your leg while the other one is held up by his other hand, so the other gets a good look of what they're missing from their infighting. Even his fins try to hold you in place by wrapping around your waist. 

Leviathan hates being put on the spot, so he’s another that tries to hide away to have one on one time, but he refuses to be left out. Not when Henry is on the line! If you want you can tell him how to make you feel better. Whatever you’d like, he'll do it for you. He wants you to feel just as good as he does when he’s inside you. You can take charge as well, if that makes you feel better. 

Satan doesn’t mind fucking you wherever you go, as long as you're not showing that cute face of yours to anyone else besides him and his brothers. He loves unraveling such an important figure. What would your subjects say if they saw just how easy it is to get you shaking from dick? Let alone having multiple partners? Just how much do you need to satisfy you? Don’t worry, he’ll make sure to get you as much as you need, your majesty. You're lucky that you are so irresistible.

He knows that the others can smell when your sparring sessions get a little heated. When he’s groping you, he’ll fan his tail to make it waft faster before bending you in half. His tail will keep you steady as you drive over the edge again and again. He’s always quick to clean you up and make sure you're okay after that though. He might be rough with training but he’s gentle at home and during intimate moments.

As much as he hates sharing, at least he still has you. He’ll bite at his brothers while they all stuff you with their cocks, and even worse, he doesn’t mind the sight of it. You look magnificent. It gives him a chill of having power over you. Someone so gentle, kind, and important clenches down on him and whines when he pulls out or teases you. Just how bewitching can you be? Are you sure you are not a witch of some sort and put a spell on him? It doesn’t matter because after he’s done filling you up with cum you won’t think of anything else it’s just you and his family now. 

This agreement was the best thing that’s ever happened to him, besides being so beautiful. Getting a claim to a royal that stole his heart. He’ll be nice and share. He knows Mammon secretly enjoys seeing you stuffed full, and some of the others do as well. He’s also guilty of that, so he’ll ask if you want to play with the others as he moans out to them as he licks your hole open so they know just what is going on. He fucks your face with a flick of his tail, shoving himself inside you deeper and keeping his fins clasped around your head to keep you steady. Tap him if you want a breath.

You don’t mind if he has a piece of you right? Nest with him and cuddle while his cock stays nice and warm inside you. You don’t mind doing it at dinner, right? He loves having you casually on his lap, trying not to bounce your hips. He’ll slap your ass with his tail if you try. Aren’t you a leader? Have some more self control. But he always follows up those mean comments with a kiss and a compliment, just a bit more. If someone else wants to push in while he holds you, he’ll hold you wide for them. Just don’t bother him. He says this but he grins when you huff and whine.    

[theflyindutchwoman]

I feel like the writers used the same formula for 5x16 and 5x20 when they started the episodes making the audience think the issue was gonna be one thing but, surprise! It's not.

We supposed to think the issue in 5x16 was going to be Tim's jealousy but no and 5x20 they wanted us to think Isabel was going to be a problem but no.

But I must say it was weird to not have chenford have the isabel talk at the end, especially after lucy and Nyla's conversation. The episode would have been full circle. I think we needed 1 episode between 20 and 21 who would have been preparing for the UC storyline and have 5x20 focusing on the relationship. It was a missed opportunity because we could have had a beautiful chenford scene at the end. But hey, I still think the 100s ep could give us a first I love you, it would be the best way to show us the evolution of both chenford as a couple but also for their characters from when they started the show. They could acknowledging some things so I haven't lost hope yet lol, we don't always have things the first season that a couple start dating.

Uh! I never considered this before. That's a good point. And now that you mention it, I do have a similar gripe with the writing in 5.16 and 5.20 : they both introduced a conflict, only to gloss over it. I suppose the misdirections didn't help either, even though I didn't truly mind them. Both episodes also suffered from the pacing : too many plots and not enough time to get into the heart of the matter. It was particularly the case in 5.16. Which is too bad because that episode could have actually been used to pave the way for 5.20/5.21 as Tim's discomfort with secrets is a common denominator for these three episodes. It was the perfect way to tie everything together, but it wasn't clear enough.

For 5.20, since it was just the beginning of the UC arc (its impact on Tim and Lucy's relationship) and the Teska case, I can understand why it didn't end neatly. That final scene of them on the couch showed how their communication was still off, how neither really knew how to address this. They were both afraid, even though Lucy was the only one who voiced it. And they did end up talking about Isabel, indirectly, in 5.21. The Lucy/Nyla conversation is so interesting to me. I just love their friendship. And i thought it was sweet to have her and Tamara on Lucy's side, so to speak. And that talk had some meta undertones, as if the writers took the opportunity to confirm to us, the viewers, that Isabel was not used for a love triangle. I imagine that the point was to emphasise that Tim was over her and Lucy was aware and secure in that knowledge. Which would explain why she seems quite comfortable interacting with Isabel in the car, going as far as joking and turning down her 'cheat codes'. All in all, I thought this take was refreshing : most shows would have had Lucy being jealous or Isabel as the conniving ex. It's just that they might have gone a bit overboard in the writing since the latter hadn't been seen since s1. If it had been more progressive, maybe it would have worked better. I too would have liked a deeper conversation at the end. With Tim checking that Lucy was alright with everything. With her asking him how he felt affer seeing his ex-wife again and working on an old UC case of hers… That had to bring back so many bad memories. But I also see why they wanted to leave it open-ended so they could address it later. Like in 5.21. These two episodes really work together.

And yes, it is important to remember that technically, Lucy and Tim have only been a couple for half a season… this is just the beginning! I'm so happy that we got to see those first milestones. I almost expected a time jump or complications from the get-go. And we've had so many great moments already, where they got to strengthen their relationship and enjoy their 'honeymoon period'. I'm still holding out hope we'll get to see an ILY scene! In the 100th episode or in another one. I do think that a bigger conversation about UC is in the works - they have just opened that door with those last episodes. It's a work in progress. Feb. 20th cannot come soon enough!