#we are both dorks and this is our friendship

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When Mabu and I are up at the same time @maburito

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Uh oh, I'm falling in love (Lando Norris)

Y/N and Lando both have jobs that require good sight and attention to detail and yet they're oblivious to their feelings for eachother

Note: english is not my first language. I'm in a very fluffy mood, so I got really excited when I got this request! This also makes my expectations even higher and calls me single in about seventeen different languages at once...

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so as I'll try to get to them the best I can!

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Tw: mentions a needle (for sewing)

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"Hey guys! How's everyone?", Max said to the camera as you made sure the set up was right, the screen showing his and Lando's faces on one screen and the table on the other like it was supposed to.

"As per your many, many requests, we have brought our graphic designer at Quadrant, Y/N", Lando announced as you appeared on camera, sending a very awkward first wave to the camera, "today's stream is little different than our usual programming, but it was the only way she agreed to be in one! You guys really wanted to see her, so we had to be creative!", Max said as he moved the friendship bracelets making kit into view on the table.

"Hey, Queen Taylor said we should make the friendship bracelets, so we're just following her!", you chuckled, looking at all the coloured threads and colourful beads, sorting them out and grabbing a pen and paper so you could draw your ideas.

"Since you guys wanted to get to know Y/N, can I tell them to send in questions?", Lando questioned you, "sure, I'll answer them to the best of mu ability", you smiled.

You were picking the letters you needed for the bracelet you were making when Max spoke up, "first one: how did you start working with Quadrant? I'd love to work on the team when I finish my degree!".

"I saw the job offer, and I must admit at first I didn't really know much about the company. I looked it up, looked cool enough and I sent my CV and portfolio in. So keep your eyes peeled for any offers, I guess? We have them now on the website, which was my doing, so you can check them out there if you want to be part of the team", you offered.

"I need help, guys", Lando said as he fiddled with his bracelet, the orange and grey beads with his initials sliding on the elasticated material, I can't do the closing knot on my own", he pouted as you placed your bracelet down.

"You have to flip it like this, here. Just put it on your wrist and I'll do the rest", you ushered him, your fingertips gingerly touching his hand and wrist as you quietly laced it, "this way we don't get frilly bits out and it looks pretty, see? Pretty!", you smiled, modelling his wrist for the camera.

Pretty, that's what he often thought about you. Not only pretty, but it was one of the first physical traits that came to mind.

"We should all have matching ones!", Max said as he completed his bracelet, impressively on his own, revealing the colourful beads with Quadrant spelled in white round beads with black letters, "I'll make one for each of you", he said as he watched you show your own, pink beads and a lyric he assumed was from a Taylor Swift song.

"I'll make Y/N's, she helped me after all", Lando said as one brave fan sent a comment into the chat.

He's so giddy to make Y/N a bracelet, it's a shame it will snap because of his lack of skills

Am I delusional if I say that they'd make a great couple?

If you're delusional, then what do I call myself? I still think they're making heart eyes at eachother whenever they catch the slightest glimpse!

We're joining forces, I think it's a noble pursuit!

He's a dork, Y/N, but you should give him a chance

Have you always known you wanted to be a graphic designer?

"I thought about different careers before I settled on this one, for now at least", you explained, "engineering was in the running up, but then I figured out that I was curious about how things worked, but that didn't mean that I wanted to be the one working on it. And this was a way to express my creativity, my strategy planning as well, and at the moment it's been quite good", you smiled as Lando grabbed your wrist softly, "I need to make sure this fits", he interrupted, "and it won't snap because I've learnt how to do it, thank you very much", he blushed. So he, too, was reading the comments, choosing not to dwell in them.

"Look, this way you always have a lucky charm with you everywhere you go, even if we're not together. We're eachothers lucky charms!", Lando announced as Max mafe a fake gagging noise.

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"Are you all ready?", you said as you and Tara walked inside the room, clasping your watch on your wrist and hoping to find the boys ready.

Quadrant had been invited to a gala dinner that celebrated the companies in the same line of business, inviting five people to take part in the meal. After some team members politely declining the invitation since they had things booked already, the group ended up being Lando, Max, Callum, Tara and yourself.

The dress required everyone to up their usual style, hence the long dress you were wearing. Even though it was far from your usual everyday attire, you felt beautiful in the dress you ended up with after browsing the online shops for a while. The cut was simple, the skirt widening from your waist down and complimenting your curves as the sheen from the midnight blue fabric looked soft and sweet against your skin.

Lando seemed to think the same, trying his best to not let his mouth hang open when you and Tara walked inside their room, heels clicking on the wooden floor as you hurried them, "does it really take that long to put on a suit? I had to help Tara with the laces on her back and we still got ready faster than the three of you?", you asked, shaking your wrist to check if the dainty watch wasn't going to fall and that it wasn't too tight either.

Looking up to meet Lando's eyes, you were sure you physically and audibly gulped. No one should look that good in a plain white shirt. The cuffs were still unbuttoned, but the shirt itself was tucked in his black pants. He didn't have any jewellery, so his tanned skin caught your eye as it contrasted with his clothes.

"Lando has a problem with his shirt and we are trying to solve it", Max said, a little bit too antsy given that, at the naked eye, there didn't seem to be a big issue with the piece of clothing you had been inspecting quite closely.

"There was a loose button, and I tried to fix it, but I made it worse", Lando said as he pointed to the button on his hand, the slight movement showing you the place where it was supposed to he holding the piece together and closed.

"Three people in this room and no one thought about grabbing the sewing kit from the amenities?", Tara suggested, looking for it in the box that was the same as it was in your room, "see? Simple as that! Can you sew it, Y/N? My hand isn't fully healed yet, I can't quite grasp something that small yet".

Tara had injured herself earlier on in the week, prompting her to ask to tag out of the gala until you pleaded her to go so you wouldn't be alone, so she couldn't do it. None of the other guys seemed to even know how to pull the thread through the needle, so you grabbed the kit from Tara's hand, "sure, I'll do it", you said, "if that's okay with you, that is", you looked over at Lando.

"Sure, anything to solve this. Do I keep it on or should I take it off?", he questioned, wanting to slap himself straight after at his offer. Why would he volunteer to be shirtless in front of you? It certainly wasn't the way to go, shoving himself like that.

"On should be fine", you muttered, missing the snickers going on behind you as you wet the thread with your tongue, careful to not transfer any of the lipstick on it and ruining the piece without point of return for good, easily looping it through and adjusting the size of the ends.

"Button", you put your hand out so Lando could place it in your fingers, "I will do my best not to poke you, let me know if I do so accidentally", you mumbled at the closeness to him you found yourself in. It was the third button from the top, and as much as you loved the sight of the shirt slightly undone, the dinner required his shirt to be done up. Looping the thread on the button a few times, you moved to pierce the crisp white fabric so it would be secure, your hands dangerously close to his skin as you could hear his laboured breath. Lando still remembered and thought constantly about your fingers touching his hand and wrist when you did the friendship bracelets video for the YouTube channel, and right now, it only added to his predicament.

"It's done, all good!", you exclaimed, looking up as you cut the thread and seeing Lando's eyes on you. The intensity nearly threw you off of your balance as you stood the tiniest bit crouched down on your high heels.

Scrambling to further the distance between your bodies, you smoothed out the non existent wrinkles on your dress, storing the supplies back in the kit as Lando managed to utter out a thank you, too stunned and intoxicated by your scent to say anything else.

"I sewed a button as neither of you look any more ready that you were when we got here? We're going to be late!", you hurried, sitting next to Tara and ignoring her smirk as you scrolled through your phone.

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"That shoot will have to wait since Lando won't be back here soon, then", you said, moving things around in the online shared calendar, "when did you say you could again? I'm sorry", you asked, rubbing your forehead and squeezing your eyes, adjusting your glasses and looking at him through the screen.

"The first weekend of the next month", Lando assured, "are you okay, Y/N?", he asked. The bags under your eyes didn't fool anyone and you looked tired. And sick, he guessed by the layers of clothing you had on.

"I had a pretty shit day, actually", you admitted, "I had to go with the guys from storage because there was an issue. The supplier sent the samples and we wanted to get things moving so I could have some ideas for the description and the social media team also wanted to prep the draft for the whole story telling, but it all went under. I also think I caught some bug, so it's been a fun day", you exaggeratingly smiled, mocking your own misery.

"You look like you need a hug, Y/N. Do you need a hug?", Lando asked as you nodded, "Actually, that would be pretty good, but I live alone. The neighbours would think I'm pretty weird if I went around like this asking for one, too", you reasoned.

Even though he wasn't next to you, Lando still managed to pull a smile out of you as he got up from the chair he was sitting in, hugging his laptop, "did you feel that hug?", he loudly wondered, "it's full of Get well soon fairy dust!", he smiled charmingly.

"Fairy dust, mate?", Callum wondered, reminding you of his presence in the videocall, "you try and spend more than a few hours with a little girl and you let me know. Mila has taught me all about fairy dust and princess magic", Lando added.

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"How will we get out of here?", you wondered, starting to regret joining Lando, Max and Pietra when they said they were going to watch a football game. You loved the sport and you figured it would be a nice distraction after a work loaded week, but now, things were looking less than a distraction.

"We will let them space out once the game finishes, free up the roads as well because getting out of here will be a pain, too", Lando suggested.

The game granted your team a win and three points in the championship, the crowd going wild as they clapped, whistled and waved their scarfs, slowly leaving the stadium.

"Should we make a run for it now?", Pietra said, holding her boyfriend's hand as she allowed him to pull her away.

You followed Lando, thanking his choice of a colourful hoodie to wear today as it made it easier for you to spot him, "go in front of me, I'll back you up", he switched positions. You weren't having too much trouble until you were met with a ramp, people carelessly shoving others as they tried to leave as quick as they could, all with the same intent of avoiding traffic and crowded roads.

"Here, Y/N", you heard Lando as he grabbed your hand, lacing your fingers in his and pulling you along, excusing you two as you approached Max and Pietra again, "we're here", you tapped the blonde woman's shoulder with your free hand.

"Goodness, that was and adventure", she said once you reached the stadium car park, the crowd clearing up significantly as there was maybe another ten people headed the same way as you were now, "is everyone alright? I think someone stepped on my foot quite a few times, or many people stepped on it at various different times", you reasoned, walking alongside Lando still.

"Don't we need to hand the bracelets back?", Max said as he looked at the sign, taking his bracelet off and depositing it in the box in the booth, Pietra doing the same as you seemed distracted.

"Are you okay, Y/N?", Max asked, seeing you and Lando were still holding hands and, because of that, not taking off your bracelets.

"Yes, why wouldn't I be?", you scrunched your eyebrows, "we need to hand the bracelets back in, so I kind of need to have yours, too", he teased, looking at your hand still entwined with Lando's.

Removing your hand from Lando's as if it har started burning all of a sudden, you removed the bracelet, apologising quietly to the stadium employee as you thanked him, "shall we go now?".

"Dinner out?", Lando gulped, getting into the driver's seat, "Good idea, yes", Max added, sitting in the passenger's seat as you and Pietra sat in the back, your hand rubbing your other hand that had been laced with Lando's own one for a long time. Uh oh, you were falling in love.

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The launch was finally over after an amazing response from the fans, leaving your heart happy and warm with a sense of mission accomplished.

"Is everything packed into the van?", you asked Tara, "yes, it's just this box. It has fragile things, so do you think you guys can take it in the car with you? It probably only fits at the front, so you'll have to squeeze in with the boys on the back", she smiled apologetically, "it's fine, we'll keep eachother warm like penguins do", you chuckled, holding the door open as she set the box safely.

Saying goodbye to her and the rest of the team, Max and Lando joined you, "You sit in the middle seat", Max pointed at you, opening the door ao you could scoot closer to Lando and he could get in.

"Could you tell me how long we have until get back?", Lando asked the driver, "with traffic at this hour, I'd say around 90 minutes", he smiled, turning on the blinker so he could leave the car park.

"Plenty of time for me to catch up on sleep, then!", you cheered, making yourself comfortable in the space you had, folding your scarf into an impromptu travel pillow, closing your eyes.

"Are you a snorer?", Max asked, making you blindly swat his thigh, "only when I'm sick, and lucky for you, I'm in presteen health, no blocked nose", you grumbled.

It didn't take you long to fall asleep. In the last week, all of the nights combined, you probably slept less than thirty hours, so your body was indeed in need of rest.

"And there it goes", Max said as your pillow undid itself, Lando lifting his shoulder in reflex so your head wouldn't drop drastically, landing on top of him, "Good thing she isn't our engineer, hm?", he chuckled, looking at how his bestfriend was looking at you like you hung the stars and the moon.

"I think I'm in love with Y/N", Lando whispered after he took your appearance in. You had forgone wearing make-up today, so he could see all your moles and scars, your pouty lips and the darkened skin under your eyes. It took everything in him to not bend down and kiss your forehead.

"Congrats on being the last one to find out, mate", Max added, shaking his head, "I genuinely thought you had some issue processing information, I'm glad to find out you don't.

"Now you just have to act on it, which is going to take you, what? Two, three more months?".

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𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐘 — twelve: I’m sure lots of people would want to be friends with you

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. lee heeseung x fem!reader, park sunghoon x fem!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲. Y/N always knew that her high school was dominated by wealth and privilege. Upon having a one night stand with popular athlete Lee Heeseung, she uncovers that Heeseung's friend group controls not only social dynamics but also school policies and local affairs, revealing a hidden world of power and manipulation behind their so called perfectly polished exteriors

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“So, what’s wrong?” Riki puts down his chopsticks, looking directly into your eyes.

“What do you mean?”

He scoffs. “I mean, you wouldn’t just drive me to eat noodles at 9pm at night.”

“I can’t drive you to eat for some sibling bonding time?” You furrow your eyebrows.

“You know that’s not it.”

You sigh. “Fine. Someone sent me a picture of Giselle with Heeseung.”

“Heeseung? You mean the guy you keep fawning over in your spam?”

“That’s Sunghoon.”

Riki throws his hands in the air exasperatedly. “I don’t keep up with these Korean dudes you like noona.”

“Noona?” Your eyes widen at that. “You’re already using Korean phrases?”

Your little brother smiled sheepishly, rubbing his neck in an awkward manner. “Yeah, first day of school I made a friend who was also a foreigner. Her name’s Danielle.”

No fucking way.

“Danielle?” Your mouth runs dry, but you don’t want to ruin things for your brother. He’s made a new friend, and Danielle doesn’t seem half as bad as Hanni.

“Why? Is there a problem with her?”

You shake your head quickly. “No. As long as she’s nice to you then I’m happy for you.”

Riki nods, picking up his chopsticks to dig into his ramen bowl once again. “You need to take me out every weekend.”

“Who said?”

“Mom!”

The next day at school had Lee Heeseung dreading his entire life. Not only were things awkward ever since he told Hanni he’s loved her, but you were still ignoring him.

And as a cherry on top, he had quite literally had a meltdown in your best friend’s arms, who, despite reassuring him it wasn’t embarrassing, still made him feel like the biggest loser of them all.

“Hey guys,” Heeseung says, making his way over to Seojun.

The boy clears his throat awkwardly, looking at everywhere else but Heeseung.

“Hey Hee.” At least Danielle was kind enough to greet him. She was always like that, kind and bubbly. It’s a real shame Heeseung and her were under what felt like a dictator friendship.

“Hey man, we were talking last night and uh,” Seojun scratches his neck awkwardly. “We think it’s best if you take a break from our group, you know, for just a little while.”

Heeseung swears his heart just drops at that moment. All the way to the ground.

“What? Why?”

He notices how Hanni looks at her newly polished nails while Seojun and Danielle both have a slumped look on their faces.

“Well you’re kind of the most emotional person we’ve ever met.” Sunghoon says, and Heeseung has to stop himself from letting out a huge scoff because who the fuck does Park Sunghoon think he is?

Heeseung knew all of them first. Heeseung was friends with all of them first, and now Sunghoon was speaking for the rest of them and essentially kicking him out of his own group of friends?

“And no offense, but you’re really ruining the group dynamic.”

He was ruining the group dynamic? Him? After all he’s done to keep the friendship in tacked, after all he’s done to make sure his feelings for Hanni didn’t get in the way of his friendship with Sunghoon, after he let Hanni slam the dork in his face so she wouldn’t feel weird about his confession? He was the one that ruined the group dynamic?

“So you’re blowing me off just because of that?”

Seojun puts his hands on Heeseung’s shoulder, which should bring comfort, but it only feels like burns being printed on his skin. “Once you get over this sad emotional phase, I’m sure lots of people would want to be friends with you.”

Heeseung now scoffs, eyes rolling to the back of his head from the nonsense that he was hearing. “Fine. This is what you want, right? Hanni? Danielle?”

Danielle doesn’t say anything, she just frowns and looks away.

“It’s for the best.” Hanni says. “It’s not like it’s permanent Hee.”

“Don’t call me that.” Heeseung turns around, practically radiating anger as he walks away from the group.

He doesn’t look where he’s going, too blinded by the hurt he felt at his own friends’ words.

Suddenly hit by another body, Heeseung falls backwards, slamming into the floor.

“Oh my God—I am so sorry,” he mutters out, grabbing the textbook of the person he bumped into on the floor.

“It’s okay really,”

He knows that voice. He fucking knows it.

“Y/N?”

You cringe at the realization that you’ve just bumped into Lee Heeseung, and almost as if he knows you’re going to try to leave him, he holds onto your wrist.

“Please, let me talk to you.”

“I’m busy.” You say, eyes scanning the room for your friends. “Heeseung, let go.”

“No, please. Just let me talk to you for 5 minutes, I’ll leave you alone forever after that if that’s what you want.”

You sigh, watching his defeated eyes bore into yours. No matter how much it hurt that night at the Gala when you saw Heeseung leave with Hanni, you still have feelings for him buried underneath you.

“Okay.” You say, and that’s enough to make Heeseung’s heartbroken face turn into a smiling one.

“Thank you Y/N, thank you.”

And who knows, maybe this would be the biggest mistake of your life, but whatever happens, happens.

AUTHOR’s NOTE: oh!!! it just gets worse and worse for heeseung 😭😭

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HuaLian Are So Bad at Flirting They're Good

Oh my god. How can we not fall completely and entirely in love with Season 2 of the donghua?

Why do I say I adore it so much? Because of just how cringe HuaLian are with one another. It's so embarrassingly endearing seeing these two complete love failures try to figure out how to flirt (and do it terribly for anyone not named the other).

Let us start with our sweet lonely old man Xie Lian. He feels his loneliness so hard at Pu Qi shrine it hurts. He clutches a ring and the second Ling Wen reaches out he hides that ring under his robes, guarding it like a precious secret. And yet... does he think "hmm, I had a wonderful time with San Lang! I hope he had a wonderful time with me, maybe I should try to figure out how to get in touch to "try" to return this ring (but really to see him.)

Good thing Jun Wu tried to drive a wedge between them by sending XL to Ghost City to find out (for the first time in his life) that it was Hua Cheng's territory.

Then XL is in Ghost City. And he's trying not to swoon when he sees that his handsome San Lang maxed out peak hotness and is letting him win and touching him. "He's teasing me." (He let you bet a god for a half-eaten mantou and played fake rounds until he'd rubbed enough of his luck onto you to lose gracefully. SIGH) Yet instead of going "wow I wonder if San Lang likes me?" he watches an indirect kiss and a smirk and runs away.

You would think that this would make XL the biggest dork? And at episode 2, you would be right.

But my dear San Lang. My lovely precious ghost king BB goes so far into the cringe the next episode that he grabs the prize from XL.

We start with the try to be cool "gege pretended not to know me and then did not come find me!" while accidentally leaving the impression he was headed to a brothel (which... given XL's first three minutes in Ghost City... not entirely impossible). So yeah. Off to a great start ghost king.

He did at least look okay with the discussion of a home versus a residence (and scored himself a perma-invite to Pu Qi... because XL was looking for any possible opening to make that clear too.) And a pretty good explanation of why he's in charge of the city of sin. Then the trying to take care of gege during a PTSD flashback, yes! Go San Lang Go!

And then... the armory. It was adorable watching XL fangirl over the weapons. And seeing him smile and talk about how great they all were.

But babygirl HC... don't just smile smoothly and say "I will give you the whole armory." Yes yes, we all know you feel this way, but... not on the first date. When XL also politely refused (because that's kind of a HUGE offer to him), don't double down with "then you can have this room and visit any time you want! OH! I can help you with upkeep!"

XL has not really even come to terms with the fact that there is this person who enjoys his company yet. He's really really confused about the whole why the world's most handsome ghost king wants to be around him. You're just going to confuse him way way too much by trying to give him an arsenal of spiritual weapons.

But here's the thing. It worked. Sort of. Not because XL accepted the swords, but because he accepted the affection and the friendship. He doesn't want HC's status or his wealth. He wants to pet HC's uber-weapon and talk about sacred swords with someone. He wants HC's company. And maybe because HC's existence has pointed out that most relationships are transactions, he starts his approach using that mentality, even though his love and affection for XL is the opposite of transactional.

HC doesn't need to wine and dine XL. He needs to visit Pu Qi shrine as much as he wants.

Neither of these precious beans understand what a normal relationship looks like. So it's not a surprise that what they both want is the same: a genuine and unconditional connection. They have it already, so even when they both attempt to flirt with each other in ways that would make Pei Ming have an aneurysm, they still eventually triumph.

Because below the surface attempts is something so sincere and deep that they'll get there, and even find those silly cringe surface things hilarious when they sort it all out together.

[axlerica]

SNACKS ~

-The one where Gavi ate all of the snacks and Pedri and Y/N took care of gavi”

Pedri and Y/N had been dating for a while and decided to move in together. They found a cozy apartment in the heart of the city and settled in. They loved spending time together and enjoyed their new home. They loved each other's company, and it was nice having someone to come home to after work.

Their friend Pablo Gavi was always hanging out at their house. He loved to come over and play video games with them. He was a bit of a foodie and loved to eat all of their snacks. One day, Y/N went to the refrigerator to grab a snack, but all of the sweets were gone.

"Pedri, did you eat all of the snacks?" Y/N asked.

"No, I didn't touch them," Pedri replied.

"Then who did?" Y/N asked, looking around the room.

She turned to Gavi, who had just walked in. "Gavi, did you eat all the candy?" she asked.

Gavi hesitated. "Um, no, I didn't eat all of it."

Y/N raised an eyebrow. "Then who did?"

Pedri shook his head. "Don’t look at me amor, I didn't touch it."

Y/N frowned. "Well, clearly someone did. We had a whole bag of candy yesterday, and now it's all gone."

Gavi looked guilty. "Okay guys, I might have had a few pieces."

Y/N rolled her eyes. "A few pieces? Gavi, you ate the whole bag!"

Gavi laughed nervously. "Okay, okay, you caught me. I have a sweet tooth, what can I say?"

Y/N sighed. "Gavi, you can't keep eating all of our food. You need to save some for us," she said.

"Sorry, Y/N. I just can't resist your snacks. They're too good," Gavi said with a grin.

Pedri chuckled. "It's okay, man. We'll just have to buy more candy next time. You're lucky we love you, hermano. Otherwise, we might have to kick you out," he joked.

Y/N nodded. "Yeah, you’re lucky we love you."

Gavi chuckled. "I know."

They all settled down on the couch, with Gavi in the middle. Y/N snuggled up to Pedri, and Gavi put his feet up on the coffee table.

As they watched a movie together, they teased each other and laughed at each other's jokes. It was moments like these that made their friendship so special.

During the movie, Y/N got up to make some popcorn. "Anyone want some popcorn?" she asked.

Gavi and Pedri both nodded, and Y/N went into the kitchen to make the popcorn. As she was doing so, she heard Gavi and Pedri whispering to each other.

"What are you guys talking about?" she asked, coming back into the living room.

Pedri shrugged. "Nothing."

Y/N raised an eyebrow. "You guys are up to something.”

Pedri grinned. "We were just talking about how cute you are when you're making popcorn."

Y/N rolled her eyes. “You guys are such a dork”

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One evening, they were having a small dinner party. Gavi had brought over his mom’s famous paella, Pedri had made a delicious salad, and Y/N had baked a cheesecake for dessert. They were all sitting around the table, laughing and chatting, when Gavi suddenly got up and went to the kitchen.

"What are you doing, Gavi?" Y/N asked.

"I'm just going to get some more wine," Gavi replied.

A few minutes later, he returned to the table, carrying a large platter of cheese and crackers.

Y/N shook her head “Just some more wine? really, Gavi?”

“Hey I thought we could use some more snacks," he said with a grin.

Pedri and Y/N laughed. "You're always thinking about food, Gavi," Pedri said.

Gavi shrugged. "What can I say? I love to eat!"

They continued to enjoy their dinner party, chatting about everything from football to politics. As the night wore on, they started to get a little tipsy from all the wine. Gavi was telling a story about a crazy night out he had when he suddenly knocked over his glass, spilling wine all over the table.

"Oops, sorry about that," he said, grabbing a napkin to clean up the mess.

Y/N laughed. "You're such a mess," she teased.

Gavi grinned. "I know, but you guys love me anyway," he said.

Pedri and Y/N exchanged a look and smiled. "Yes, we do," they said in unison.

As the night came to a close, Gavi helped them clean up the kitchen. He was always willing to lend a hand and never wanted to overstay his welcome.

"Thanks for another great night, guys," he said as he headed out the door, a little tipsy.

"Whoa hold on right there kiddo, no no no you're not going to drive in this state," Y/N said firmly, holding out her hand to stop him.

Pedri chimed in, concerned. "Yeah, hermano, you've had a bit too much to drink."

Gavi protested, "No, I'm fine. I can drive."

Y/N shook her head. "No, no, no. There’s no way we're letting you drive. You're staying here tonight."

Pedri agreed, coming over to Gavi. "Y/N's right, Gavi. You're not in any condition to drive. Let's get you settled."

With a sigh and a grin, Gavi relented. "Alright, alright. You guys win."

Pedri and Y/N each took one of Gavi's arms and helped him stand up. "Bedtime for you, kiddo," Y/N said playfully.

Pedri chuckled. "Yeah, you're crashing on the couch tonight."

But Gavi's eyes grew heavy as they led him to the couch. "Actually, guys, I'm feeling really tired. Can I get a bed please..?” Gavi asked, his words slightly slurred.

Y/N laughed softly. "Alright then, guest bedroom it is."

With a little more effort, they managed to guide Gavi to their spare bedroom. He plopped down on the bed with a contented sigh.

"Thanks for taking care of me, you two. You guys are the best," Gavi mumbled, his words already starting to slur.

Pedri grinned. "No problem, hermano. Just get some rest."

As Y/N covered Gavi with a blanket, she teased, "Looks like we're taking care of our own little kid tonight."

Gavi chuckled sleepily. "Yeah, yeah. Goodnight, mami y papi."

Pedri and Y/N exchanged amused glances as they left the room. As they headed to their own bedroom, they couldn't help but smile. Taking care of Gavi might be a handful, but they wouldn't have it any other way.

[yanderes-stuff]

Yandere Johnathan Ohnn x reader 

3k words

(credits to my friend Spooky aka ghosttown) 

At first… Things seemed so pleasant, and healthy.

You met Johnathan at college, it was a biology class you both required. He seemed rather charming in an awkward way. Always rather jumpy and hunched over in his own world. You couldn't help but admire him from afar at first; sometimes he'd notice and avoid eye contact as soon as his eyes met yours. 

Then your professor decided to put you in a group for a project. You exchanged numbers and ended up doing the projects together instead of as a group… They didn't want to bother with it, which was something Johnathan said he's used to by now. But he had to admit, he felt a lot more at ease working with you.

Over time you got to know more about each other, which was pleasant when you were both starting to feel burnt out from classes.

When break rolled around you ended up unwinding at his dorm, his room was covered in those science posters only dorks decorated with. It was a bit cute how passionate he was about science, he'd ramble to you while you sat and nodded. Barely understand anything he's saying. 

You didn't even realize you were starting to lean on each other for support. However, with college stress, it was clear he wanted somebody he could spend time with outside of classes. You gladly obliged, wanting the same.

There were places like the theater, the aquarium, and libraries where you two just enjoyed each other's presence. At this point, you started to suspect maybe you loved Johnathan as more than a friend.

You kept those feelings to yourself until there was a note slipped under your dorm room.

 My dearest Y/N,

I hope this letter finds you well. As a college student, I often feel awkward and uncertain in social situations, but you make me feel a sense of calm and comfort that is unlike anything else. From the moment I first saw you, I knew that you were special, and I have been drawn to you ever since.

I remember the time we spent together in Biology, and I felt like I was in a dream. Your laughter and smile light up the entire room, and I can't help but feel mesmerized by your presence. Your voice is like music to my ears, and your personality is so unique and special.

I know that I may come across as awkward and shy at times, but you bring out the best in me. I feel like I can be myself around you without fear of judgment or rejection. You make me feel accepted and loved in ways that nobody else ever has, and I am grateful for every moment that we spend together.

As a college student, life can often feel overwhelming and confusing, but you make it all seem worth it. You give me the strength and motivation to keep pushing forward, even on the toughest days. You are my source of inspiration and my reason for living.

I know that our time together may be short-lived, as college tends to be a transitional period in our lives. But I want you to know that you have made a lasting impact on me, and I will never forget the way you made me feel.

I hope that we can continue to spend time together, and maybe even build something more meaningful out of our friendship. No matter what the future holds, I want you to know that I will always cherish the memories and experiences we shared, and I will always have a special place in my heart for you.

So will you date me?

With love and affection,

~ Johnathan Ohnn

You were surprised reading it, using notes to ask seemed a little… unique but oddly fitting for him. You grabbed your phone, your heartbeat quickening. You told him about the letter and that you accepted his offer.

Ohnn, sat at his desk, messy papers laid about as he smiled at his phone, laying it on his chest as he stared at the wall. He never felt love until now, of course, he had little crushes here and there but never an actual chance at something genuine.

He started daydreaming about you, sweet little thoughts. Giving you flowers, eating lunch in the cafeteria together. Maybe you'd like it if he made you lunch? The gears in his mind began to turn, he was never good with romance. But he knew that people usually appreciated small acts of kindness; he wanted to show you his sweeter side. Something he's been longing to show somebody for years. 

His mind decided and he made your favorite and packed it in a brown paper bag. Nothing too fancy but he hoped you'd appreciate it, He stored it somewhere safe before he decided to get some rest.

He stretched while standing, yawning as he slowly crawled into bed, he took his medication. His bed was a mess of sheets and blankets, but he tried to wrap himself comfortably while his mind wandered to his potential lover. 

Tossing and turning. His eyes were heavy, his mind would soon let him sleep. Thus began a long night of his imagination,  His romantic fantasies only brought him comfort from his otherwise paranoid mind. 

The morning came and sunlight peeked through his windows, For once he felt energized. It was Saturday thankfully, he messaged you asking if you'd like to go to a science museum. And of course, you said yes.

After getting dressed you met at the location he provided you, to him you looked so beautiful. Your eyes were soft and your lips looked just as delicate, you admired the museum in front of you. 

Your eyes followed his hand as he stretched his lanky hand out for you to hold. His hand enclosed yours entirely, and he stood tall over you; Smiling as he walked into the building.

Johnathan spoke up first "I've been here before, I-I think you'll like it. All the fossils here are so fascinating."

You looked at his gaze, his expression was that of joy. A man exploring his passion. "You seem very knowledgeable on these things, it's cute y'know"

He blushed a deep crimson, twirling his hair with his other hand nervously. "T-thank you! Nobody's ever called me that before…" 

It was the truth, all his colleagues found him to be strange. His awkward mannerisms were more unsettling to them, but you found them endearing. 

You began to walk towards a large fossil, it was a brontosaurus.

You stared in awe, it was about twenty-eight feet tall, and it took up the entire room. He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked up at the fossil. There was a plaque that read.

One of the most famous and complete skeletons of a brontosaurus was uncovered in the late 19th century and is now on display at the American Museum of Natural History in New York. The brontosaurus is an important and iconic species that has been represented in popular culture, including the classic children's book "The Land Before Time" and the Jurassic Park films.

You took his arm and held it against your body gently. Eyeing other fossils in the room, you guided him towards whatever caught your attention; there was a variety of fossils. Sea creatures, land creatures, impression fossils, trace fossils, and replacement fossils.

The museum was very large as you both explored the building, it was a very clean place with bright white lighting on the high ceilings. Jonathan held your hand tightly as you weaved through people, it was almost like he was afraid to lose you. 

He led you to the museum café, pulling a wooden chair for you at a lonesome round table. He took off his gray backpack, zipped it open, and took out two brown bags. He smiled warmly at you. “I thought that maybe you’d like to have something homemade… I-I made your favorite food, the café menu looked quite expensive… I hope you don’t mind.” He stammered as he blushed, he knew that you both were on a college budget. But he recognized his cooking skills, which his mom taught him since he was a kid; and he used it to his advantage– in truth, it was a passion, a nice coping for the stress of college, he enjoyed his dishes greatly and this was the first time he got to share.

You looked surprised “Oh! You didn’t have to do that Johnathan… Thank Your cheeks turned red as you looked in the bag, gently grabbing the food from within.

His eyes watched you take the first bite and your eyes widened. It tasted amazing, like a comforting meal made with delight. You could feel a rush of serotonin through your mind. 

You swallowed and smiled, “I haven’t had a homemade meal in a long time, this tastes much better than what I’m used to.” You smiled and enjoyed the lingering flavor on your tastebuds. Then you realized he was staring at you, he had a look of fondness on his face. But… there was something off about it, you just brushed it off and paid no mind to it. 

The two of you ate your food together while speaking of your passions and memories, you learned a bit about him in that time. You learned that he had a very small friend group due to his social awkwardness, he barely even spent time with his friends so he didn’t mind. 

You finished your lunches, you disposed of his trash for him. The both of you chatted as you exited the building, he radiated with elation as he spoke about his scientific passions on your way back to campus- It was simply adorable.

Now you wished you didn't fall for his intelligence.

Stepping foot into his familiar dorm, you sat on his bed and relaxed. He followed and placed himself next to you, turning on the TV in front of the bed. He grabbed your waist gently and kissed your hair.

He avoided eye contact "wou-would you like to cuddle with me?" the hand on your side rubbed you soothingly.

"I wouldn't mind~" you said back, kissing his cheek to reassure him you wanted his affection. He laid down and held your body against his, he rubbed your hair before returning his attention to the television. 

It quickly became late. You could barely move from his body intertwining with yours; he was very clingy. But maybe that's because he's still new to relationships. 

He kissed your neck as both his hands were on your stomach, he took off his glasses and for the first time, you saw how sunken his eyes were. They had dark purple circles underneath as well, like he hadn't slept in days.

He dipped his head lower so his head was snuggled against your nape. He sighed and smiled. "Pleeeeease stay the night, I'd love to cuddle with you longer…" 

You paused, leaving him tense before nodding. You felt his legs wrap around yours even more as he pulled you closer in. Peppering your neck and shoulders with kisses as a reward for your compliance.

His body felt so… warm, it was hard not to fall into a cozy sleep. And his rhythmic breathing felt so soothing, you quickly fell into his trance.

He didn't even need his medication that night, for once he was okay with being awake. Feeling you unconsciously nuzzle into him; for once he felt loved.

He wasn't going to let that feeling go.

Johnathan tilted his head, looming over you almost threateningly. "What's so special about him that makes you love him more than me…?" 

You felt so small under his gaze. He looked hurt but angry at the same time. "I told you before, he's just a friend, please let me have friends…" 

You felt pathetic begging him, but this was becoming a problem. He wouldn't let you live in peace, anytime you talked to anybody be it a boy or girl he felt threatened. And he made that known to you.

Your circle was slowly becoming smaller and smaller thanks to Johnathan constantly guilt-tripping you (and some other measures he took.)

Johnathan gripped your arm, it was tight, pleading but not tight enough to hurt.

"I'm sorry honey, I-I just want you to be safe. What if they take you from me? I don't know what I would do if I couldn't have you." 

He wiped away the tears you didn't realize fell, stroking your cheek as his gaze softened. "I feel more comfortable when you're with me, this is for your safety. You'll see." 

He kissed your temple, his grip unwavering. 

"I know you feel lonely, but you have me, you'll always have me. Isn't th- that enough? I don't need friends, but I need you."

You didn't know what to say, your mind was still spinning a cohesive response. It was hard not to panic, Johnathan was bigger than you, he may not be strong but he was definitely smarter than you. He made it clear that if you tried to leave, he'd find a way to bring you back.

He rubbed your cheek again. "Even if you're not used to having nobody, I'll make it okay, I'm doing this for us." 

It seemed like he was trying to soothe his paranoia as equally as he tried to soothe your suffering. He pulled you in a hug as you choked back sobs, remembering the distant memories of your friends. His hands crept through your hair as his breathing became more labored like he was trying to keep an anxiety attack from happening.

"You're all mine now, can you tell me you're mine?"

He spoke so gently, like he was trying to comfort you still by asking you to give into his insanity.

You looked at him, you saw through his glass lenses a look of genuine love and obsession, he genuinely thought this was what was best for you…

He was shoved away, his look twisting into one of surprise and confusion. "Johnathan, I can't do this, you can't just take my social life away from me! You need mental help…"

His posture faltered for a moment before shifting. He gave you a melancholy look, a tear dropping from his eye. He took a deep breath and sighed.

"I don't need mental help, I just need you. Please, you're the only one who ever cared for me. Don't you love me? There are horrible people out there. I'd know, I've experienced it. Is it so bad I don't want you to risk that?" 

You felt a pang of guilt, his intentions were good but he was showing it in all the wrong ways.

"I love you Johnathan but maybe we should have a break…" 

Maybe this would help him collect himself, and have him have enough time to reflect on why this was all wrong.

His face went pale and his calming smile twitched into a look of nervousness, his chest heaved even greater.

"No, no no NO! Breaks lead to breakups. I can make you happy, I can keep you safe! I'd do anything you ask-"

"Then let's have a break." 

You tried to stand straight and look stern even if your nerves showed through, he seemed to be heaving now. Like he couldn't breathe. 

He grabbed something you couldn't see off the kitchen table and stepped towards you and kicked the back of your legs, your body making an impact with the floorboards. Your head hurt, but he instantly saw his chance and straddled you. 

"I-I've been keeping you safe, what else could you want? I spent so much time protecting you, providing for you, loving you. And I'm not letting you go, I'm not letting you leave because you're too irrational to realize this is my way of love."

You couldn't move your arms, you struggled to try to free yourself. This only seemed to make him more upset as he shifted to keep you in place.

"I don't want to do this, but I'm not afraid to." 

He spoke in a tone you never heard before, he was calmly threatening you now. Taking a knife and showing you it's glint. It had… blood on it?

"I had to hurt people to make you mine, I admit it. And if you don't want anybody else getting hurt then you'll stay, right?" 

His chest was still heaving but he returned back to his calm, almost smug expression.

You nodded, you didn't know what he could mean by 'hurt' but you didn't want to risk him killing somebody out of lovesick insanity.

"I'll stay, I'll stay, I'll stay just… stop it stop it… stop" you repeat yourself, squirming absentmindedly. His smile returned again. 

"That's more like it, I wish I didn't have to show you this side of me. But if it keeps you with me I reckon it's only necessary for us. The sooner you accept my kind of love, the better."

He smiled a sickeningly sweet smile, watching your face look at him with fear. As he let your wrist go.

"Don't be afraid my love, everything will be okay." 

His grin only widened at your vulnerable position.

"You're all mine now~" 

He put the knife on the ground and chuckled with a layer of insanity present. He rubbed your arms affectionately.

At least nobody would be harmed now...

[eisforeidolon]

Question: So as an older sibling, I relate a lot to Dean and his relationship with Sam, and I was wondering what it was like to build that relationship up on screen?

Jensen: I mean, that relationship started the moment I met Jared. And I say that because we immediately had this connection through just our - who we were. Both born and raised, y'know, similar area by similar parents, surrounded ourselves with similar friends, played the same kind of sports, had the same kind of interests. He was a little bit more nerdy than I was but that's fine. He was a mathlete, which [makes dismissive noise] - nothing against math, it's useful, but don't be a dork about it like he was. [laughs] So but when we first introduced ourselves, it was immediate, there was, it was like - Oh where are you from? Oh, San Antonio. Where are you from? Dallas? No way. You know, we'd root for the same sports teams, there was just an immediate, like, friendship that happened when we met. And so the day we met was the day that we ended up auditioning together as Dean and Sam in front of the studio and the network and everything, so. So we went from meeting each other in the waiting room of the studio to then going into another room and playing brothers. And so it was instant, that that started. And then what really solidified it was when we got the job, which was that day in the room, they were like, congratulations, you guys are the brothers Winchester. And we're like, sweet! So then they, the studio was like, alright, well let's get these guys in fighting shape. Like these brothers should know how to handle themselves. And I was like, uh, I know how to handle myself. And they're like, no no no, we know, but we're gonna help you out a little bit anyway. I'm like, alright, fine. So they put us into boxing training. We went and started working at this gym, this boxing gym, started learning, we were punching things every day. I'll never forget one time they were like, alright, it had been, like, a few weeks and we'd been working on the heavy bag, working speed bags, working on focus mitts.

Jensen: And they were like, alright, I think you guys are ready to get in the ring together. And we're like, oho. And I'm looking at him like, I'm gonna knock this tall skinny son of a bitch out. And we put the head gear on, and we were dancing around, a couple of jabs to the body, a couple punches, and then he just rocked my nose, just boom! and I was like [makes exaggerated faces] and I went back against the ropes, and I was just like, you motherfucker. And so I was back and then I went for a jab and he dodged it, and I just went [mimes throwing a punch] boom! right in the side of his ear. And he was like, and he'll tell you, he was like, it was like a bell rung [imitates bell noise, and exaggeratedly staggers]. And then, I forget, I think he just started swinging his arms wildly and then I [mimes swinging wildly] and they were like, 'Alright alright alright! We're done! You guys don't get to fight against each other any more!' And then he and I were like, yeah, I think we're better if we fight other people together, rather than each other. So that again kind of started solidifying our relationship. And then as some of you know, we ended getting up to Vancouver and we had an unfortunate incident where after a few days of filming, everything was going great, he and I were having a great time, we went to go meet a producer at a restaurant one evening after we finished work and there was a group of drunk guys that just started fighting us in the street. They mistook us for somebody that they had just gotten kicked out of a bar - because they were in, some of you know this story. They got into a thing with some other guys in a bar, they got kicked out, and then when they were coming around the side of the building, we happened to be walking that way, and they were like, 'That's them!' And Jared and I were like, 'Who?' And that's all the warning we got, and then they just started throwing punches. Jared and I had just come off of, like, eight weeks of boxing training? [mimes blowing on and polishing his knuckles] Hold my beer. We lit 'em up. And then, yeah, that's, I mean, then he and I were bonded for life and that was just a few days into filming. So if we weren't already, you know, brother types, we were definitely then and then it just kept taking shape and growing as the seasons and the years went on and so yeah. It's why my kids call him Uncle Jared.

[cupidsdescendant]

oh my god I'm so embarrassed but do you think you could give us some headcanons for a friends-to-lovers kinda thing with Scout? maybe some nsfw ones as well??🥺 a shy reader maybe? afab?? totally cool if this is too specific or if you'd just rather not 👉👈

hey anon! Sure I'd love to. I've been working on a longer fic so I haven't been online much but thank you for the ask!

Friends 2 Lovers: Scout X Y/N! (BONUS NSFW)

-Both of you have been close friends for years, you could tell by all the childhood photos each others mom's forced you to take

-Photos of you and him at his birthday, your birthday, at the zoo, roller skating, etc. They all hung up on a corkboard that had all his cherished memories on display. -Scout had always felt neutral with you because you were his closest friend. Except for a few awkward moments that you both repressed. -Moments like Y/N laying on his chest, her hand accidentally moving close to his thigh or them accidentally touching hands, both tried to forget them but when they were alone, it was always in their mind. -Scout would occasionally flirt with Y/N "as a joke". He also loves "practicing" cheese one-liners on you. -"Are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only 10 I see!" he says clicking his tongue and shooting finger guns at you. "God you're such a dork." Y/N says, rolling her eyes. -"Okay, okay how bout' this one-...Baby, if you were words on a page, you’d be fine print~!" Scout says with a huge grin. -"Yeah maybe," Y/N said, she put her hand on her face and looked longingly at him. "You play baseball, yeah? Cus you're a real knock outta the park." -Scout's face became lightly flushed with pink, "haha. Y-you're kidding, right?" "Of course. Why would I be serious?" She got up and stretched her arms "Besides if I was going to flirt with you I'd be less cheesy." -"...How so...?" He asked. -Y/N looked over to him and grabbed his hat from his head, firmly placing it on hers. "Maybe something a little like this." -She put her arms around his shoulders and pushed him to her "How bout we go to my room and you give me a home run?" She said with a toothy grin. Scout's face was doused in red and a loud roar of laughter followed "God that was so bad!!!" Y/N said holding her face "Oh my god, sorry. I'll think of something better." She walked away leaving Scout an embarrassed mess -Even though it was a "Joke" he couldn't stop thinking about the interaction. He buried years of crushing so deeply that once Y/N said that, they all rose from the grave. He couldn't stop thinking about her in more ways than "Just friends." -Of course, Y/N felt this way the entire time but she tried to pay no mind to it. Her heart was always heavy when she was next to him because there was this want to just tell him how she felt...but she couldn't -Weeks go past after the interaction and both of them decided to work the courage to ask each other. Scout with a letter in hand and Y/N was a planned speech they both asked each other to meet at the top of the hill where a huge tree stood. -"No I-" They said together "Wait-No You can go-" Their words were identical, pointing at each other "STOP!!! YOU GO FIRST- OH MY-" Both of them grunted in annoyance and Y/N signaled to zip Scout's mouth. -"J-Jeremy." She said anxiously, staring at his eyes made her anxiety worsen. "Uh...so like. We've been friends for a while and. I- Uhm..." Y/N shut her eyes tightly and poured the truth out. "Jeremy, I've always liked you and it was hard to say because...I didn't want to ruin our friendship if...i-if it didn't w-ork.." -Scout dropped his letter and gently held her hands. "No, no. I...I felt the same way too, Y/N. You're right- that's the reason why I kept it in for so long." -"So what now?" She said looking at him. -A sensual kiss fell onto Y/N's lips, Scout's gently touching hers and she felt herself met a little. He pushed up against her and she held tightly onto his shirt as they both lowered down. -A whole make-out sesh happened on that damn hill lmao. NSFW WARNING AHEAD!

-Tries hard in bed to please you, but has no experience. -Jacks off A LOT, though. This man shoots semen like 24/7. -Whenever he watches porn he tried to take notes to make sure he does the same to you lol -Average erection, around 5-6. -He asks his mom what to do once you both have sex and she hands him a pack of condoms

-Takes him bout a minute to put one on, he's super embarrassed by it. "I hope I can try and give you a good time..." "Any moment with you is great, Jam Jam." (yes that's his nickname) -Fear not! He gets the hang of it and progressively gets better. -Is willing to do any kinks you enjoy <3. Some of his is degradation, praise, very light BDSM, and overstimulation

-He's a little dirty too~ (he doesn't tell you) but even though you guys are dating he imagines you aren't, and it's just his hot best friend giving blow jobs for free or "practice" -He lets you overstimulate him, practically have him shaking by the end of every session -His favorite thing to do with you is eat you out and let your cum drip out. Sucking it and licking your clit afterward

-He always spoons you after and hugs you but for some reason, he gets super hungry and energetic so he'll usually bring back a snack and talk your head off until you're asleep!! Ighty anon! Thanks for the request!! I'll be uploading more in the future <3

[someuncreativity]

Fuck it here’s part two of

My Ranking of How Quickly I’d Let These Fictional Men Rearrange My Organs

Still BotW/TotK edition because look at these men

You get the point, it’s gonna be hella NSFW because read the title

Oh but also this time I’m formatting the prompts like Stanzi Potenza’s “Animated Men I Would Sell My Body To At a Discount Price, The Discount Being Free Because I Would Never Make These Fine Gentlemen Pay For a Whore Like Me” series on YouTube

Cuz why not

But also this is just me thirsting after the most atrocious and/or attractive men in the Zelda universe

6. Master Kogha

This man may not be a fine dining experience, but he’s definitely worth your time for a banana or two.

A solid six-out-of-ten, the only thing that rivals your hatred for his superhero alter ego is his dad bod that puts furry artists on Twitter to shame.

They say that everything’s better with friends, and this man has a couple that would sweeten the deal, and as it happens, red spandex is absolutely up my alley.

A dork playing glorified dress-up doesn’t sound fun until his devotion to a demon king threatens an entire nation, and I am 100% here for it.

5. Revali

Fun fact, my favorite bird to eat is chicken, partially because I’m basic, but also because I could see myself sinking my canines into that cock.

His aim is im-peck-able, pun intended and unashamed, and he’s certain to get a bullseye into my heart.

I know he’s an egomaniac, but in the deep, dark, crevices of my mind, I know he’s mentally ruined. It’s the lifelong trauma and the “I can fix him” for me.

I love Rito clothing, especially since this man’s version of is the sluttiest thing on earth. After looking at him, I’m certain I’m not getting cold anytime soon.

He could treat me like the scum of the earth and I’d still be on all fours polishing his arrow free of charge. He’s like if a Disney prince realized he was a Disney prince.

4. Daruk

The only Goron I’d let pound me like a quarry, this man has warmed my heart like the fiery maw of his hometown’s tourist trap.

I could write a fifty-page essay about how this man’s kindness makes My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic look like more of a joke than it already is.

I know what I’ve said about Gorons literally crushing me to death, but as long as his words of encouragement are the last thing I hear as he erupts inside of me like Death Mountain, that’s all that really matters.

That loincloth isn’t doing much in the way of covering up his Boulder Breaker, and for that, I thank the weak fabric for its service to our nation. On the plus side, it’s white, so if he ever walks in the rain, that cloth’s purpose in life will have been fulfilled.

The fact that he has a grandson makes him not just a DILF but a GILF. In my opinion, fathers age like wine, so this is a win-win for me.

Combined with his white beard which resembles a mane more than facial hair, he’s like Santa if Santa was somehow both more and less cuddly at the same time.

And I know he’s afraid of dogs, but personally, that’s fine. I’m more of a cat person anyway.

3. Teba

Take everything I said about Revali and multiply it by the “white hair equals sexy” principle, and you have the new Rito chief.

I didn’t think it was possible to find anyone edgier than the spirit inside of the Master Sword, but here we are.

It is taking every ounce of my soul not to say “I can fix him” because clearly, I can’t and he doesn’t want me to.

. I would let him cry his heart out after nearly losing everything near and dear to him. There’s no shame, sweetie.

His wings are long, and I know of a few things that are longer. Given that he has procreated, it’s clear that the hot springs aren’t the only things that’ll be hot and steamy after a night with him.

Speaking of which, he’s a loving parent and a loving husband, which makes him a DILF, and let me tell you, the second that word becomes an adjective, the snow isn’t the only white thing covering the Hebra mountains.

If he could fly me into the skies, I would watch the sunset with him in silence as we realized the real magic was inside us all along or something like that. Whatever makes him happy, and yes, if he asks for it, that includes me swallowing a few of his bird eggs.

2. Tauro

Finally, a himbo the people can rely on.

We love seeing strong, partially-head-empty men being strong, partially-head-empty men.

Only I’m pretty sure this himbo is actually smart.

Idk I haven’t played enough or focused enough in Kakariko to find out lol

This man is investigating the ring ruins but he forgot about the ring he he to put on my finger.

He is giving “I’m going to save the world” and we love that. If you don’t, I see why- I did just say I liked villains- but I’m a double-sided coin.

Speaking of coins, flip one: head or tails? Which part of me is going to need to be replaced by Rauru? I don’t know, and quite frankly, I don’t care.

I personally have some depths for him to explore, and let me tell you, it’s gonna be the cave feeling his gloom infiltrate every orifice instead, and the cave will thank him.

His hair is giving the Hot Topic version of Melanie Martinez, and let me tell you, if I wasn’t a Crybaby, this man would have turned me.

I just love that every single Hylian around is taller than Link. I also love, however, that this man also towers over them too. Honestly, that makes things even better for me personally.

As long as Miss Papaya over there doesn’t realize that Link isn’t half the hero her grandma made him out to be, we won’t have problems. No worries here, chief, just doing some Zonai excavating.

1. King Dorephan

It’s known that this man singlehandedly defeated a Guardian, but judging by his measurements, all of which make the Empire State Building look like a stack of building blocks, it’s not hard to see how.

The leader of the Zora, this man is guaranteed to make any traveler feel right at home- hopefully, between the two logs he calls legs and the other two which he uses for other less savory deeds.

Not that I would mind, he could stretch my throat out to a time when the community will stop complaining about how the company keeps retconning the story with one and turn me into a make seahorse during conception with the other and I’d still have room. I have no shame.

If his son is a ten, he would have still been a ten before inflation.

You have to love a rich man with anatomically-correct shark organs. Jaws was really just my wake-up call after all, but not really because I like my men to talk dirty.

All I ask for in life is for this DILF to stretch me like taffy and squash me like a grape. Once that is achieved, I don’t care what Ganon does to Hyrule- I found my own sacred realm, thank you very much.

[ambiguouslady42]

Remember Summer Days: Chapter 4 - Talking, Only Me and You

Chapter 3

AO3 Link

Thank you, thank you to those who read. My little passion project is moving along, and new ideas are flourishing. There's a fork in the road for which direction to take.

Word Count: 3K

Thanks @actuallysaiyan, for talking me through some aspects of this. Special shout out to @pixelcafe-network.

Pairings: Satoru Gojo x OC (Female Lead)

Notes: This entire story will be fluff, no smut. Of course, you'll have your suggestive dialogue from Gojo, but in the "that's what she said" kind of way.

July 2007

[Satoru]: Yo Izzy. What’s up?

She’s glad that she did not have to initiate this conversation.

[Izzy]: Not much. Finished up homework, just listening to music.

[Satoru]: Do you just listen to Interpol or is there anything else that you like?

[Izzy]: Earlier, I was listening to the Postal Service. Now, I’m listening to a song that just came out recently. 

[Satoru]: Oh? What’s it called?

[Izzy]: Young Folks by Peter, Bjorn, and John. It’s really catchy.

[Satoru]: I’d need to hear it. 

[Izzy]: I could help with that. 

There was suddenly an incoming call from Satoru’s end, he picked up. 

“Okay, ready to listen to it. I could just put my phone near the stereo speaker.”

The whistling can be heard and it’s immediately catchy. Isabel sits next to the stereo and allows Satoru to listen to the song all the way through.

“I can see why the song is super catchy. The whistling is pretty cool. Let me see if can do it.” Satoru isn’t a terrible whistler, but it impresses Isabel. 

“Alright let me try”. Isabel attempts to whistle and can get the intro to the song before running out of air. 

“Ha! You could barely do it”

“Oh shut up! I made an effort!”

“A terrible effort!”

“Pssh, whatever then! I can just hang up right now then.”

“No wait! Don’t be like that!”

“Dude, you have your friends to entertain!”

“Not really, we all went to the beach today, and now we’re just kind of enjoying our space for the moment.”

“Oh? Which beach?”

“We decided to go to Malibu today.”

“Did you take the scenic route?”

“Oh absolutely. Too bad our car isn’t a convertible.”

“Poor little rich boy.”

“Hey!”

“It’s true. You have a driver and you’re complaining that the car isn’t a convertible. Not many people have that luxury, dude.”

“Is dude a common word spoken here?” “Oh, yeah, it is. Sorry, I call everyone that. It’s how we express ourselves here a lot. Where are you from by the way?”

“We’re from Japan. Tokyo to be exact.”

“You’re so cool. I’d like to go someday. I blame my love for Sailor Moon for that, plus other anime.”

“Oh yeah, what else have you seen?”

“You know, the usual, Pokémon, Digimon, Cardcaptor Sakura, stuff like that.”

“Wait, you watched Digimon?” asked Satoru.

“Oh totally! I was obsessed with it as a kid! Why?” Isabel responds.

“I love Digimon too!”

“Oh cool. Did you have a favourite?” asked Isabel.

“Wargreymon was pretty cool. Though, I don’t think SkullGreymon gets a lot of credit.”

“Dude, Skullgreymon was kind of dark.”

“I know, but you gotta admit that he looked very cool?”

“I doubt that Tai felt that way, watching his best friend not recognize him.”

“Aww, we’re getting sappy here?” Satoru responds playfully. 

“Hey, the show was all about the power of friendship to conquer evil!” 

“You’re such a dork, Izzy.”

“You’re a bigger dork for knowing about Digimon, and knowing Augumon’s Digivolutions.”

“Touché. I’m not ashamed of liking Digimon.”

“I never asked, how old are you, Satoru?”

“17. What about you? Are you 12?”

She giggles. “That would be creepy, and no, I’m 16. You're pretty tall for a 17-year-old. Bet you could touch the sky.”

“Maybe I should try at some point.”

There was comfortable silence on both lines. Despite this, Isabel was smiling. Satoru also was smiling. 

“Are you bored?” asked Isabel.

“I’m not. Am I boring you?” 

“I doubt you could ever be a bore.” 

“Oh absolutely. I’m the life of the party.”

“You’re probably already having a party.”

“I’m not!”

“There’s a quote. One is a company, two is a crowd, and three is a party. With your friends there, it mine as well be a party.”

“Are you suggesting we throw a party right now?”

“I mean, no one is stopping you. You have a whole house to yourself and no adults. God knows what else you could get away with.”

“That sounds pretty tempting. We have a pool.”

“Well, there you go! You could throw a bitching party.”

“I’ll have to let them know.”

She seems a lot more outgoing. I wonder where this comfort is coming from.

“Hey, not to be a party pooper, I could keep talking to you forever…but I got to go to sleep soon. I still have school tomorrow.”

“I could keep you up all night.”

“Oh gross, dude.”

“Just saying, Izzy.”

“No thanks. I want to sleep. Good night!”

“Good night, Izzy. See you Friday.”

Isabel had to make an effort to be on time on Friday night. She knew that it would take a while to get there by bus. The La Brea Tar Pits can be considered unromantic to some. The smell of burning rubber lingers in the area; most people either tolerate or hate the smell. Isabel tolerates it, but only because it’s historical. The fact that prehistoric matter still lingers beneath the tar makes her wonder what defined LA before the skyscrapers and highrises. 

She was waiting by a bench inside. No sign of Satoru, but the sun was still shining brightly. She had the knowledge to get her what she wanted played into her ears. Isabel was focusing on this lyric. She didn’t know what she was going to say to Satoru about during this outing. 

Was there a layer that she was hiding within? She knew in her heart that she was instantly attracted to him, but she didn’t want to make it obvious. Does he see through her?

“Yo! Izzy!” Satoru makes himself known from the distance where Isabel is sitting. Whatever doubt that she may feel in this moment, she needs to stow it away and protect it. He doesn’t need to know what she’s feeling at this moment. “You good?” asked Satoru. “Oh yeah, totally. Just kind of lost in thought. Let’s walk around!” she immediately gets up and motions for Satoru to follow her.

When you enter the La Brea Tar Pits, you get a sense that this area must be fake. Upon further inspection, you can see the tar still rumbling beneath the earth. The area where Isabel was escorting Satoru was known as the Lake Pit. There is a family of mammoths; a mother, a baby, and the father. Unfortunately, one of the adult mammoths is portrayed as sinking into the tar, while the the baby and the parent are in distress.

“Wow, Izzy, you sure know how to make a guy go head over heels.” 

Isabel felt her face getting red. “Oh shut up. I’m not trying to make you head over heels.”

“I’ll have you know that I have a roster of girls back home.”

“Eww, save your stories for another day, Casanova.”

“Hey, you said it, not me.”

Satoru notices that there’s a smile appearing on Isabel’s face. 

Is there something that she likes?

“Who or what has you smiling like that?”

Isabel remains silent, and they pause at the bridge in the middle of the Lake Pit. 

“So contrary to belief, the smell and the bubbles here are due to an oil field underneath here. These only were excavated maybe under a hundred years ago. I think they’ve only been able to find a few fossils from the pits that were manmade with time. I can’t imagine when they’ll be able to find more.”

Isabel realized that she was talking very excitedly and felt her face getting hot once again. Satoru witnessed her turning red like a tomato. 

“Aww no, don’t stop. It’s kind of cute to see you like this,” he said. 

This only caused her to further shy away from him. She wanted to create a bigger chasm between her and Satoru. She turned around and proceeded to walk away. She began to walk faster and then began to run. She felt silly, but she didn’t know how to confront these feelings that she was feeling. 

“Hey, wait up, where are you going?!” 

Isabel stood at 5’3’; Meanwhile, Satoru stood at 6’3. There was no way that she would be able to outrun him. Satoru was able to reach Isabel within seconds. He slowly grabbed her left arm, “Ha! You can’t outrun me. You’re so tiny.” he smirked. 

“Don’t say shit like that. It makes me feel weird. Also, please let go of my arm.”

“It was cute. Also, do you kiss your mother with that mouth? ” Satoru releases the grip he has on her. l

“Cute is not a word defined towards me. And yes, I kiss my mom with this mouth, but she hates it. Ugh! Let’s go, we’re going to a museum. We can access through the park.”

“Aww, we get to live your little fantasy now like in Ferris Bueller?”

“No, fool. I’m just showing you around. It’s free tonight anyways.”

Why is she blushing so much? 

Walking side by side, they made it to the museum entrance. Isabel began to walk with her arms crossed. Satoru walked along with his hands in his pockets. The body language here would indicate that neither person wants to be touched. However, for Satoru, it would just help him with keeping his hands to himself. Boundaries are a challenge for him, but for her, he would do his best to not touch her. 

They walked up and down the stairs into different buildings observing different collections. Isabel walked around excitedly and pointed to each piece. There was a Roy Lichstein painting that stood out. It was known as “Cold Shoulder”. A woman has her back facing the viewer. There’s a bubble that just says “Hello…”. 

Isabel feels that she could be the woman in this painting. She ponders if she is giving Satoru the cold shoulder. She is eager for a connection with him and hopes that it’s there. He wonders if Isabel is purposely trying to keep him at arm’s distance. Why would she? She’s the one that asked him to hang out. Her smiles and blushing cheeks indicate something different, but she’s communicating in a way that says “Don’t get too close”. 

“I like his work because it looks like it belongs in a book, but instead it exists as a painting,” she says. Isabel walks away and he soon follows. Satoru looks at the time. It’s nearly 8 pm. “Hey, are you feeling hungry? Do you know a place that could be worth checking out?”

“Oh there’s this great Brazilian place, but it’s a bit of a walk from here.” 

“We could walk or take the car”. 

“Whatever you want, dude. I think you get to enjoy the sights more if you walk.” 

“Walking it is. Lead the way.” 

After the 20-minute walk to the Farmer’s Market, they went to a Churrascaria. This specific spot had different cuts of meat and the cost is how much you get on your plate. 

“Lead the way” Satoru mentioned. 

Isabel led him towards a line. The line was a little long and it was going around the door. “It’s quite busy sometimes, but the line will go fast. Alright, so here’s the rundown. You just get a plate, get whatever you want on it. At the end, you’ll choose your different cuts of meat. Any questions?”

“Yeah, what do you often get?”

“Oh! My fav is the cheese bread, I could eat it all day! I often get a little bowl of black beans, it’s a big vice for me. Maybe some potatoes? But, I’ll often get the sirloin and the lamb afterwards.” Satoru observed that she had a big smile in explaining things and was really bubbly about it. 

“Is this one your favourite place to come to?”

“Oh yeah, pretty much. I come here pretty often with my parents and my friend invited me out here at some point.”

Upon the pair grabbing their plates, Isabel was under the impression that she would pay for her own, but just as she was about to take her wallet, Satoru interjected, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“What? Did I do something wrong?”

“No no, it’s my treat.”

“Why? I can pay for my meal.”

“Come on, Izzy, I got this. Let me take care of this.”

“Fine! Can I at least get dessert after? I have a sweet tooth.” 

“Dessert?! Pssh, yeah! You know I love sweets”

“What the fuck? Is this a date? I thought we were just friends? Right?” thought Isabel. 

“What do you think of the food?” Isabel asks.

“Oh, it’s pretty good! I can see why you love the cheese bread! It’s awesome!”

“I told you! It’s honestly one of my favourite things here. I figured after we finish eating, we could walk around and head to the outdoor mall nearby.”

“Wow, Izzy, you have everything figured out.”

“I don’t mean to, I just figured you have stuff to do.”

“Nah, I’m hanging out with you. Plus, Suguru and Shoko went to hang out on the Sunset Strip.”

“I don’t think there’s a lot of stuff for kids our age to do there, but maybe. What do I know? I’m telling you, you can throw a pretty bitching party at your rental home.” 

“You’re just full of bad ideas aren’t you?” 

“I’m not telling you to do it, merely just suggesting.”

I hope he’s having fun. I wouldn’t want to bore him at all. He probably would’ve been bored by now. He would tell me, right?

“What would you suggest for dessert?”

“I suggest donuts or ice cream. What are you feeling like having?”

“I think you should choose, Izzy. You’re pretty spot on with your suggestions”.

“Donuts! They’ve been here since before the 1950’s. Plus, I love their plain donut.”

“You like them plain?!”

“Yeah, it’s the best donut there is!”

“You’re crazy.”

“Maybe I am.”

As night fell, their dinner was over, and they walked over to the donut stand. Isabel ordered her plain donut, and he ordered a dozen donuts. “Are you planning on sharing those?” Isabel asked. “I don’t share.” retorted Satoru.

“Jeez, you have quite the appetite,” Isabel mentioned.

“I wasn’t kidding about the sweet tooth, plus I have a pretty high metabolism.” 

“Just as long you don’t get a tummy ache later. Wouldn’t want that for you.” 

“Well aren’t you a thoughtful one?” smirked Satoru.

“Don’t want that to ruin your night, that’s all” she muttered.

“What was that?” 

“Nothing! Here, let me show you around.” 

Upon walking there’s a trolley that goes around the mall. The thing that stands out the most is the water fountain display. It synchronizes with the music that plays throughout the area. The music played is often jazz artists like Ella Fitzgerald, Louie Armstrong, Miles Davis, etc. There was a bench nearby where the duo decided to sit and enjoy their dessert.

“So what do you think about today?”

“Honestly, this has been pretty fun. Got to see a whole other part of this city that I didn’t think was possible.”

“I haven’t shown you everything, but it would be near impossible to show you every single part. This place is massive”

“I guess we’ll just have to do the best that we can. Hey, can I ask you something?”

“Yeah, shoot.”

“Are you typically this outgoing?”

“No. I’m very shy and afraid of letting others get near me. However, when I begin to feel comfortable, some would say I become little Ms. Chatterbox. I was voted that at camp last year.”

“I see. Izzy, you know a lot about a lot of things and I don’t think you should diminish your light for anyone, including yourself.”

She felt tears forming. A tear was shed from her left eye. “Oh? That’s not supposed to happen.”

“Oh? Did I say something wrong? If I did, I’m really sorry!”

“No! I just think it’s not something I’m used to hearing. That’s all, you’re cool, dude.”

A calm wind swept by. Hair flowing and a quiet followed. 

“I just realized you’re still wearing your sunglasses at night. Do you ever plan to take them off?”

“I could, do you want me to? “Only if you want…Toru.”

He takes off his glasses. She sees his blue eyes. They’re beautiful to look at, just like he is. A blush appears again on her face. His ears are slightly pink as well. 

“Your eyes are beautiful…I had a lot of fun today.” a warmth continues to rush through her. Butterflies are fluttering in the stomach. 

“Same, Izzy. Do you want to go home?”

“Yeah, thanks for offering me a lift. I suggest the scenic route.” 

As the pair get in the car, Isabel indicates the address where she lives. She mentions driving along Beverly Blvd. 

“Oh yeah, I know this neighbourhood. I used to live around there!” the driver mentions.

“Oh cool! Do you live nearby?”

“Near Vermont, not too far from here.” the driver responds.

As they make their way back home, Isabel begins drifting in and out of sleep. School plus an entire outing would exhaust anyone. Satoru turns to look; he notices that Isabel has fallen asleep. Upon seeing this, he also sees a structure in one of the hills. “Hey, what’s that building there? On those hills?” Satoru asks the driver.

“Oh, that’s the Griffith Observatory. It just reopened a while back to the general public. It was just remodelled. Pretty great place to get a view of the city. You should check it out.”

“I’ll make an effort to check it out. Maybe bring her along.” Satoru points to a sleeping Isabel. 

“Sounds like a plan.” 

Arriving at her house, Satoru gently nudges Isabel awake. “Wha? What happened?”

“You’re home, Izzy.”

“Oh, I’m sorry for falling asleep.”

Satoru opens the door for Isabel to step in. As promised, he walks her to the doorstep. 

I want to hug him, but I really shouldn’t…

“Thanks for a fun day…Toru”. She glances at Satoru and smiles at him. 

We’re not here for long, so be careful…

“See you around.” he smiles back. 

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for joking about a traumatic experience I went through?

Hi. Recently I (17M) got into a bit of a spat with a guy who I thought was my best friend, and so I’m looking for opinions.

For some context, a while back I took some freaky drugs. Some can’t-even-look-it-up-on-the-internet, top-secret type of shit. Something-something quantuam nanotechnology CPU.

Listen, I don’t really get it, but all you need to know is that they put a computer inside my brain. And the computer told me what to do. It helped me to be cool. It helped me rule.

That’s how I befriended stupid J (My “friend,” 17 M) in the first place. Before I took those drugs, I had NO-ONE. I was a LOSER. A dork who didn’t have a clue! But my computer brain made me POPULAR. Suddenly, I had all sorts of buds, and he was my favorite of them.

Real cool, badass sort of guy. A little bit dumb sometimes, but nice, too. I appreciated his friendship.

…However, eventually, things went tits up with my computer. Stupid thing started harassing me and I realized I wanted it GONE. It was going to, like… drive me insane or something if I left it be. I came to this realization in the midst of a party J was hosting, and desperately tried to get rid of the computer. But the only way to shut it off was with some long-discontinued nerd soda, and I didn’t have any of that! No-one did! So I did the next best thing.

I set a fire and I burned down J’s house.

Listen: I know how nuts that sounds… but you’ve gotta understand how desperate I was! I HAD to get that thing out of my head. Right then and there. And if the only way to do that was, like, ending my life or whatever in some terrifying inferno, then so be it.

And I DID almost die— passed out from smoke inhalation and everything. But stupid J had to intervene. Initially, he evacuated at first signs of the fire like everyone else, but then he realized I was still inside and decided to play hero. He ran in to rescue me, desperate to save my life.

He did manage to drag me away from the center of the fire, but just as he was nearing the exit, the house collapsed on him. Both of us survived, but we were pretty badly burned, and J broke both his legs.

Obviously, I felt pretty shitty about that. But it’s not like I could apologize right away. I was in the HOSPITAL.

And while I was in the hospital, some nightmare shit went down at school.

J and some other kids were putting on the school play (apparently, he felt well enough to be discharged early, albeit in a wheelchair), and unbeknownst to him, some jackass spiked the punch bowl they were using as a prop. Because of this, all of the actors in the school play, J included, were infected with the stupid computer pill brain drug, and they went on a rampage.

Eventually, another kid (I’ll call him LamerJ) managed to stop the madness. He found that long-discontinued nerd soda and shut off all of the evil computers, including the one inside my head (We all, like, had a psychic link via our computers. Long story).

Before he did this, though, like a complete dumbass, J stood up. Instructed by his computer to try and stop LamerJ, he GOT OUT OF HIS WHEELCHAIR AND STARTED MOVING AROUND.

The good news is this didn’t hurt him because the computer shut off his nerves or whatever. The bad news is walking around while you have already fractured legs is going to do irreparable damage to your body and he ended up SERIOUSLY messing himself up.

In just a few minutes, J’s prognosis went from “Your legs are going to need some time to heal” to “You will probably never recover fully. You are going to have a semi-permanent condition for life.”

J was… uh, pretty gutted about this. Dude was big into sports, and so that kinda damaged his prospects.

I apologized to J, OBVIOUSLY, and he said it was good. That we were all good. He said he wasn’t upset with me and he got I wasn’t in my right mind, and after that things were supposed to go back to normal. He was going to be able to get to know the real me.

But here’s the thing: I was struggling with some shit, too, and you know how I cope with that sort of thing? Through humor. I’d make jokes where I called myself stuff like “flaming hot’ and all the other kids loved it. Helped me feel a lot less shit about my burn scars. But apparently J had an issue with that.

He pulled me aside into the boys’ bathroom one day and, out of the blue, started demanding I needed to stop making jokes about the fire. All of a sudden, it was upsetting to him. I told him that I got why he was so crabby about things, but that the fire traumatized me too, and that I deserved the right to laugh at myself if it helped me cope.

I told him it wasn’t me he should be mad at for his injuries, anyways. He should have been mad at LamerJ or YetAnotherJ, who were responsible for letting the punch bowl get spiked. If it weren’t for that, the damage wouldn’t have been anywhere near as serious. They were to blame. Not me.

But he said that wasn’t true, and that as his friend, he expected more of me. He reminded me it was trying to save me he was even hurt in the first place.

I told him I never ASKED him to rescue me. That was his decision. I said I was sorry I didn’t go and factor his feelings into my GODDAMN SUICIDE ATTEMPT.

He started getting really angry. I got angry too. He said I ruined his life, and I said he must have wanted his life ruined. Something about those computer chips is they can’t make you do anything you don’t truly want. Therefore, at least SOME part of him wanted to stand up and shatter his legs. Maybe to get out of the responsibility of having to decide what he wanted to do with his future or whatever (Since he’d always been SO flaky about that).

He said if that were true, then clearly I wanted to burn down his house and hurt him. I told him the computer didn’t make me make that decision and he said that was even worse. He said I NEVER thought about how my actions affected the people around me, and then stormed off, saying he never wanted to see me again.

…AITA? I wasn’t trying to…— shit! I was just trying to cope with everything that happened. I didn’t realize he’d be such a stick in the mud about it. But maybe I am still a dipshit? For, like, being so stubborn or bringing him into all of this or whatever? I dunno. I feel really stressed.

This all sucks, man. Wish he’d just left me in that fire. Bet he’s wishing that, too.

[the-kr8tor]

KATY- imagine this. Two idea✌️

Tasm Peter Parker bc it occurs to me New Yorkers either love or hate spiderman. Aside from the Bugle who else wants to take pictures of spiderman, fans. So I give you Peter sneaking up on r in costume after seeing them with their camera out.

He swung by pretty quickly but they managed a decent photo and thus slow burn ✨️friendship✨️ They both geek out over photography and Peter is lowkey their model (Imagine how estatic you would be to know spiderman of all people loves something just as much as you do). He shows them secluded spots knowing they would never exploit them for money or fame or whatever else.

R actually keeps all of their adventures with Pete a secret. A box of poloroids, prints, and so forth under their bed or smth cliche like that. A bonus to me is if they were in a bet to see who could capture spidey on camera and that's why they were out stalking following him around in the first place.

Prowler Hobie from another dimension. Hear me out, with a spiderperson r who's with our Hobie. Now it's not a love triangle type thing, it's just important to the plot.

R is sent to P Hobie's dimension on a mission from Miguel. Anomaly is captured, it's just another tuesday when out pops P Hobie who is not pleased to see another masked amateur trying to fight crime under the guise as "spiderman". He basically thinks they're a doppleganger until r stupidly says "Hobie?" mid battle.

R's confusion because 'huh it's my dork but emo' and P Hobie is 'my dead lover but not really?' He's quick to catch on to the dimesion hopping bc r does what his r did but in reverse?? He's also smart, that's our pookie.

They talk after calling a truce. R is stupid again bc she doesn't think sharing certain information is bad bc 'my pookie, what could he do wrong' He can do wrong, very wrong. I also excuse it with our Hobie's been off on missions for awhile so she misses him and P Hobie fills the void (NOT HEALTHY BEHAVIOR I CONDONE BUT PEOPLE HAVE FLAWS OK!?).

P Hobie has been working some time travel tech and r was the missing piece to completing it. So imagine r's surprise when on another mission they see him. R then realises what he's trying to do thus we have a spot 2.0 (Aka, trying to stop his r from dying).

They brawl literally in every other dimension but they can never best one another. When r finally gets a handle on the situation their watch breaks and P Hobie's device is dead too so now they both have to beat each other to the necesary tech to get back to where they need to be (...in my version they land in Gotham- the spiderman-dc crossovers have gotten to me).

All thoughts I had today :) anyway- how are you my lovely scrumdiddluptious pookie dookie bear?? 🤗

The first one is so soft aisnkwsjjqisjns I could just imagine peter photo bombing R with a lil ✌️ lol

Ahhhhh R is actually friends with Peter?!!! That's so cute! I bet Peter's having the time of his life hearing how R gushes about spider man lol

THE SECOND ONE 😲😲😲 Noooo friends to enemies! 😭 Our Hobie would go berserk when he finds out his R is missing in an unspecified dimension (cue batman and his robins helping out R mayhaps?) here's to p hobie redeeming himself 🥂 please?

I'm good, my sweet angel muah muah 😘 how are you?

[absolutebl]

Takara-kun and Amagi-kun

series review 

Japanese BL: Takara & Amagi

2022 Gaga & Viki

Tropes: high school crush, chaos muffin, high angst, classic seme/uke, secret relationship

Don’t expect modern BL but do expect classic live action yaoi, it’s absolutely lovely. Japan played with narrative beats with this BL so it actually launches with a confession scene and moves instantly into a secret relationship. The initial meat cutes are told from each boy’s perspective as flashbacks. That can feel a bit jarring at first but if you roll with it you’ll find that it’s really flipping good, with both of them liking each other, and already in a relationship, yet so nervous about what to do it’s actually quite tense. It’s completely and totally high school first love, flip-flopping agony and joy. It made me so happy but it’s also so teenage crisis management it’s traumatic to live through. But this is my favorite kind of Japanese BL, I kept getting a hint of Seven Days and I don’t mention that show lightly. 

Amagi, our uke, is an ADORABLE sunshine bean nugget with wildly uncontrollable elbows, one of the weird outsider kids. He’s frantically jerky and clumsy but in a way that doesn’t seem as overblown as Aoki did in Kieta Hatsukoi.

Takara is elegant to the point of deadpan, too cool, one of the popular clique, reserved and inaccessible at first (to us and Amagi). But turns out Japan is doing their version of pining with him. And when Japan does pining it skips right over yearning and into THIRST. 

Takara, it turns out, is the one who liked Amagi first, and it’s Takara who will latch on to Amagi’s confession as an excuse to hold on as tightly as possible to his sunshine. 

Takara’s reason for keeping their relationship secret is that he doesn’t wanna share Amagi, ‘cause he thinks his friends will like Amagi too much and steal Amagi’s attention - such a seme reason. I find Takara such a likable and relatable character. 

Takara will (as we learn, as we watch him learn, and as eventually we see Amagi learn) do absolutely anything to keep Amagi. He’ll risk his friendships, his popularity, his status, even go against his own nature and learn to communicate (which includes going against his personality as a sullen teen).

“I like him so much that it feels stupid.” 

The show depicts depth of personality and relationship balance by switching perspectives and voice overs from Amagi to Takara relatively quickly. We need this, especially at the beginning, since Amagi shows too much emotion and Takara too little. 

Takara is a classic seme, voicing many of the conceits of the archetype while at the same time being a seme who is scared of his own semeness and therefore forced to learn to communicate. 

Amagi’s fears are all the fears of first love (and not really queer love, just first time jitters). Takara’s attempts to mitigate that fear mean trying to understand Amagi better through conversation. 

I adore this because part of first love should be learning how to talk to each other! The way Takara evolves in this matter is so good and so important to the BL genre I did a whole post about it.

I genuinely think this is a BL suitable to show to youngsters and teens, a genuine YA coming of age narrative. It might even be good for them to see. 

It is Takara’s voiceover that really blew this show away for me. 

All too often in BL we only get the uke’s perspective and that means, with a unlikable uke, it can be hard to understand why the seme loves him in the first place (see SCOY). With these two we are never left in any doubt that Takara thinks Amagi is beyond adorable, wants to have him (in all ways) and keep him (probably in all ways too). 

Takara is also a corny, awkward dork, because coolness and passion are incompatible, and I love him for this. He keeps stepping on land mines with Amagi and not knowing what to do about it. Good thing his default it to actually ask what’s going on. 

GOOD SEME, have a cutie as a treat. 

And Takara does win, there were more kisses in this high school JBL than I have seen since Seven Days. Sure they are awkward, teenager, dead fish kisses, but for this narrative that totally worked for me.

“He said something cute and I couldn’t help myself“ is so traditional Japanese seme in one sentence I can’t even.

As a couple, and we see them in a relationship for the entire show, these two are sweetly shy, and so painfully awkward it’s almost unbearable. The hand holding! The torture of decision making when you can’t read his mind! 

The. 

Agony. 

Of. 

It. 

All. 

But I happen to enjoy the way burgeoning desire works with high school characters better than in any of the other settings Japan explores. What I’d find annoying in an office drama (like Senpai) is fine in this BL. 

Warning though, these two pretty much define cringe. Takara because he is trying desperately to maintain his cool (and perform perfect seme) while simultaneously being so in love/lust with Amagi in high school where desire is, by definition and practice, uncool. While Amagi is just a tiny basket case with more than a hint of blushing maiden about him. He is all frenetic movements and angles, like he cannot control his limbs or his emotions, both are deeply confusing to him. 

Watching them stumble around each other and reflectively agonize over every little movement and conversation is an exercise in joy, patience, and terror. It’s all so “teenager” I can hardly stand it.

I gnawed on my knuckles and squealed a lot with this show. Stoic cool kid who must lean to communicate to keep the tiny disaster nugget he’s madly in love with. It is beyond charming: soft and gentle, packed with cuteness and high school angst. Did anything actually happen? No. Was it emotionally tense and paced well enough for me not to notice? Absolutely. Was there plot? Not really. Did I enjoy the hell out of it, anyway? Oh yes. 

9/10 

TOTALLY RECOMMENDED

GaGa’s subs are more poetic but Viki’s are more comprehensible, so I did (and recommend) both. But if you must pick? Viki.

I you liked this show you should watch Seven Days and even Old Fashion Cupcake. Also something like Cherry Magic, My Love Mix Up, and Mr Unlucky might also be enjoyable. For something a little less cringe but with a similar dynamic there’s Korean BLs Cherry Blossoms After Winter and Light on Me. (Speaking og, T&A features one of the best wingman since Namgong.) 

More? 

Takara, Amagi, Communication Used to Subvert Seme/Uke plus some stuff about Ask v Guess cultures 

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[theacedragon0w0]

Sage's Ex, Final

There's no warning this time, as this is the good ending of this story, a hoe gets murdered though so there's that, plus Sage and Rosalina are at a shopping date here!

It took some days to track the ex with the help from Vox and Eva, both wanting to join as they had a soft spot for Sage. It was rare for any sinner to be openly genuine and Sage was good for Velvette, she was less prone to tear into the models than what she used to before Sage came into the picture. Not to mention that Eva found a friendship in someone who is so open on music choice, with even suggesting some bands that Eva wasn't aware of. Hazel went to work explaining to Sydney, Iris and begrudgingly Xana to the situation when they got to the address of a run down apartment complex.

Xana asked repeatedly, "So when we kill is hoe for beating our Sage man, we are free to take her shit right?"

Hazel was so done with Xana "I said I don't fucking care what you do afterward but if you find a denim jacket that has a lot of patches on it, it belongs to Sage, period."

Sydney and Iris were eager to serve some justice for their friend, they liked when they hung out during the overlord meetings as Sage will bring tons of snacks for them to enjoy and saw them as equals.

Velvette, snapping her fingers to get everyone's attention "Ok ladies we know what we came here to do right?"

In unison the guards except Xana responded "yes ma'am "

"Good, let's make this washed out crusty hag pay for laying a finger on our girl."

MEANWHILE, AT VOXTEC TOWERS

Rosalina didn't know what to expect when she was tasked to "keep Vel's pup happy until they were done with some business " honestly if there was any demon that Velvette wanted to make disappear she should have turned to her first, but she figured this would be fine.

Vox and Eva were arguing about Sage's prosthetic, with Vox wanting to add all kinds of bells and whistles that would in his words "make life tens times more easily than before," with Eva cutting in by stating "You dense flat microwave Sage here shouldn't have to connect to the wifi in order to jack off,"

Sage, being the subject at hand, was sitting on the elongated table, kicking their feet almost like a kid at a dentist office.

Rosalina kept thinking to herself, how did that one managed to charm both Velvette and Hazel? Even getting a soul bind deal from the former as well.

Sage, feeling the gaze from across the lab, turned and waved at Rosalina, forgetting that the arm was being worked on and received both profanities from Vox and deep laughter from Eva

Oh that's why, Sage is a fucking dork,

Rosalina realized, hiding her face from showing the deep blush of her cheeks

BACK AT THE BASTARDS HOUSE.

Hazel was instructed to knock the door even though she was hoping to break it down all together

After a few minutes a figure answered the door, seeing the demon up close was a shock for everyone to see; to start, the demon's frame was similar to Hazel's, albeit a more sickly appearance, most likely due to the notable needle marks that were visible on one of her arms.

Her beak looked chipped and cracked, perfect to be smashed in. To add, the demon had large plate-like growths jetting from both sides of her head.

"Uh, can I fucking help you?" The bastard finally answered

Hazel shoved the beast to the side, with everyone following suit to step into the apartment

"Why yes you can, " Velvette answered sweetly, "we are here to grab some of the stuff belonging to someone dear to us"

The ex, being corned by both Sydney and

Hazel, knew better than start a fight as they are definitely outmatched,

"If it's about that bunny bitch I used to bang, you are free to take her shit ba-" being cut off by receiving a kidney punch from Hazel

"Don't you ever call her that again" Hazel growled at the shaking perpetrator

"Oh I wasn't asking dear, we are getting her stuff regardless of what you say, we just wanted to see how cooperative you would be."

After 10 minutes of scavenging the entire complex, the jacket was finally located, Xana being more focused on grabbing miscellaneous trinkets. Iris passed the coat toward Velvette to inspect the treasure.

The jacket looked beautiful, the handstiches were neat and still held strong despite the history it had. The patches that were sewn into the coat were from a collection of some indie bands, with the most striking one depicting a two-headed serpent, their tongues intertwining.

"Yup, this is the one" Velvette announced, snapping her fingers to let the others know to wrap everything up, if anything this is the most important thing that mattered.

"Hey you can't just barge into my crib and ransacked it like a pack of flea-ridden whor-" the ex shouted before receiving another punch from both Hazel and Sydney

"Actually we can bitch," Velvette's voice sharpen, "You hurt my love and you think I'm going to let you go knowing that you are still roaming around like the cockroach you are?"

Velvette was at the doorstep, holding the coat as if it were made of jewels and gold,

"Ladies, make her last hours of here absolute hell" she commanded with a furious cackle

IN PENTAGRAM CITY

Sage was not expected to be this pampered, especially not from the lust myth dragon herself,  but she was still learning to accept whatever compliment or gift that was given to her.

"Rosalina, ma'am, "

Rosalina corrected Sage,

"Please dear, call me Rosa, we are close enough to drop the formalities"

That part was somewhat true to Sage, they both had the experience of sharing the same affection toward Hazel and Velvette, but Sage was still nervous around Rosalina, not intimidated but was rather the desire to be connected with her.

"Ok Rosa, this is the six clothing shop that we have been in, you don't need to get me any of this," pointing at another dress shirt that Rosa grabbed off the shelf.

"Well then you shouldn't look this cute in any of them then," Rosa argued, smiling at seeing the face of the short guard growing a deep red, Sage was still getting used to being called cute.

"Well I guess you have to get used to it then," Sage retorted, not expecting to receive a peck on the lips from the tall woman herself.

"I guess I will then~" satisfied at the guard attempting to hide their face as it became a more deeper color, she could swear Sage was going to turn purple.

______________________________

Returning to the tower, Sage saw everyone surrounding something that she couldn't make out,

Sage dropped everything that she was carrying and rushed over to the group, why were they covered in blood? What are Sydney and Iris doing here? And Xana too? Didn't Hazel and Xana hated each other?

Hazel patted Sage's arm, revealing a box wrapped around with shiny red ribbon.

"Bluebell, we think this belongs to you."

Sage, seeing the group's anticipated looks, carefully removed the ribbon and opened the box, containing the intact denim jacket, which was stainless compared to her peers.

Silence deafened the room,

did Sage like the gift?

Was this a good idea?

Hazel was startled when Sage quickly jumped into her, arms and legs wrapping around Hazel like she was a tree that happened to be made if fur.

Questions were spilled from her mouth in-between sobs, mainly in the form of "How?", "Did you went through all this trouble to get it?" And "Did you guys had any trouble with that bitch?"

Hazel, now supporting Sage with her arms answered with reciprocated energy, "It was nothing Bluebell, we figured that you would want something you busted you ass to make and that piece of trash will never bother you again."

"More like pieces!" Xana snorted, holding two cardboard boxes. One contained some more of Sage's items such as metal trinkets and old shirts from different indie bands and the second one holding other junk like silverware, boots and a dingy microwave. Which Sage proceeded to smash it into a million pieces, finally putting that end of that chapter to rest even through pleas from Xana. Hazel informed the imp to "let her have this"

After obliterating the microwave to debris, Sage turned to her friends and partners, toothy grin from ear to ear

"Who wants steak tonight?"

THROWS THIS AND RUNS ANYWAY SAGE GETS A HAPPY ENDING HOORAY

Hazel belongs to the amazing @puffymucher

Rosalina and Xana belongs to the legendary @mirconreadzztuff22

Sydney belongs to the awesome @tamberwoof

Iris belongs to the adorable @helluvadyke

And Eva belongs to the gorgeous @bigfatbimbo

Yall deserve the best desserts <3

[regallibellbright]

Some general thoughts on Precure All Stars F:

1) I knew it going in, but it really is delightful that the literal plot of this movie is some kind of all-powerful alien capable of destroying planets deciding after a fight to become the most powerful being in the universe: a magical girl. (Complete with mascot made of the weak and useless parts of yourself like compassion and a desire for friendship and ugh you’re not destroying things with our incredible cosmic power, get away from me.)

2) Laura: I’m looking for someone (my girlfriend.)

Mashiro: What a coincidence! I’m looking for my girlfriend too!

3) Love how StarTwi staff have said Lala’s “On my home planet I am TOTALLY AN ADULT” is a lie, but she still got grouped in on Team Adult… as the token kid.

4) I will say, the evil alien bunny girl does have a really good sense of style.

5) Tsubasa just fanboys every time he meets a princess, huh. What a dork. <3

6) I missed Manatsu and Laura so much. But you know who I missed more? Nodoka. Also love the inherent in-joke of Nodoka talking about how she misses and is looking for Rabirin to Mashiro, who shares a VA.

7) So yeah the train part made me go wibbly. Also, Nodoka took up running to build her stamina but still can’t run as fast as the others, none of whom are particularly athletic but also aren’t chronically ill. YES. (Laura trying to use her tail to bridge the gap was a nice touch.)

8) A tiny puppy reminds Yukari of her girlfriend, who is a dog.

9) The reunions were so cute, all times. Team Soaring Sky getting a group hug. Manatsu and Laura getting a HUGE hug while Yui and Amane and Nodoka and Asumi’s are a bit more restrained. So cute. (And then meanwhile, the adorable bunny mascot with Serious Trauma is having a very reasonable freakout. Poor Puca.)

10) Team Wing sees explosions in the castle and just vanishes for like five minutes only to reappear having already defeated Supreme’s “final boss.” High achievers, all of them.

11) Also La Mer getting to do her little “Victory!” jump and kick after her attack, even though they’re still running. So cute.

12) Reiterating what I said when Toei posted the first Big All-Precure Fight Scene: People were not kidding, Milky Rose looks dead there, and I’m not sure we actively see her get up later in the scene when everyone rallies? I… assume so? Looking forward to people uploading screenshots of a lot of the quick shot sequences to get a closer look (that one and the Cure Allies shots during All For One Forever, in particular.)

13) So the last couple movies hadn’t used Miracle Lights. Sure. But would it really be an All Stars movie - for a milestone anniversary, no less - without them? Of course not.

14) I am always a sucker for a good memory montage featuring the power of love. And oh, that was a good one. Not sure my favorite: Manatsu and Laura and Yui and Amane reacting to their shared memories are both fantastic, but so’s Yukari just standing by the wall as her memory plays out, and of course they pick That Scene from Healin’ Good for Rabirin and Nodoka’s maximum emotional impact.

15) That said: Distinctly NOT a fan of Supreme’s design featuring a darker skin tone once she goes evil and only when she goes evil, even though she keeps the black costume change in the ending.

16) I was admittedly a LITTLE disappointed when I got the soundtrack to realize they weren’t repeating All Stars Memories with a like twelve-minute fight scene track that was a medley of the theme songs. I do love the eight-minute medley track. All For One Forever is more than acceptable as a substitute, though.

17) We finally get the Delicious Party/Kirakira a la mode teamup we all wanted and deserved. Plus, bonus food-themed Cures adding their own powers to the mix! The ULTIMATE battle cake.

18) Also great: Laura and Minami’s “did we just become best friends?” attack. (All the thematic combos were delightful but seriously La Mer and Mermaid just seeing each other and going “let’s do a combo” is PERFECT.)

19) Yukari and Akira trying to act cool once they’re reunited, like Yukari hasn’t been utterly miserable all movie because her girlfriend is gone. Lala wiping out some cannon fodder so Yukari can have a moment with her girlfriend. (Lala understands. Her girlfriend was past the cutoff for getting two major cast members this movie. Probably because Nodoka and Rabirin with Team Prism had thematic purpose and a sequence break would look seriously weird - Hikaru seems like a shoo-in for Team Sky’s Goofball Energy And Preme.)

20) Cure Puca, like Ellee, gets the benefits of being a Precure seemingly requiring you to be a humanoid teenager/whatever’s going on with Cure Earth Who Is At Least This Tall Unless You’re A Mascot: being able to give a heroic speech.

21) Things I’m remembering last-minute I enjoyed: Sora showing the others her Hero Diary and being sad when she sees the “We Are Pretty Cure” page of her and Prism holding hands. Sora incorporating Yui’s and Manatsu’s mottos into her own. The lead Cures during the Portals Sequence all being like “yeah we don’t really know what’s going on here but we’ve all been in an All Stars movie or several before, we can handle this, sure.” The emphasis on hand-holding in general, particularly that FLASH of the battle they lost and Precious that Sora gets the first time she takes Yui’s hand and the vaguer one for Manatsu’s. And in a “this amused me” way, the way everyone getting lined up for the battle before the Requisite Explosion Jump is just them floating in space like a bunch of dolls on invisible shelves because it’s the only way to manage this all, there’s like 80 of them, it is SO MANY PRECURE.

So yeah, solid movie, I enjoyed it greatly. Probably gonna give it a minute until I finally watch the Healin’ Good one.

[missielynne]

CBS Ghosts Review: Isaac's Wedding

I specifically remember telling a Nonnie that I didn't think the stripper would be a big problem but turns out he wasn't NOTHING (at least in the context of Nisaac.) I love how they made him absolutely everything Isaac could want in a man INCLUDING hating Hamilton and having no sense of smell (which is why I was really rooting for him to die and become a ghost because it would have been just perfect for Isaac.)

I know Nisaac was the big point of the episode and the main gay rep for the show but I really like that Isaac was showing interest in someone else too so they didn't go through with the wedding. Was the timing perfect? No. But ever since the Christmas episode when Nigel slept with Jenkins based off like a one day estrangement and constantly let the man lurk in the background without being firm about where they were, I've soured on Nisaac at least where Nigel is concerned, so the thought that someone could be so perfect for Isaac as he is made me so happy (plus I like the idea of Isaac being willing to explore the dating pool instead of just marrying the first guy who wants to because he's afraid he'll never find anyone else.) He deserves better than that, and both he and Nigel deserve better development so they have a deeper, richer story, which is why I'm glad the writers took the chance and didn't go through with the wedding, even though it would have been good for representation. They built up a reason in the story why there shouldn't be a wedding so it wasn't just for shock value, allowing both our men to grow as people.

Now...the same cannot be said for our would-be throple: it took all of two seconds for them to put Thor and Flower back together again and I am not happy about it because the way they're writing it just allows the romance (which is written in a way that doesn't fit either Flower or Thor's characters at all and consumes them at the expense of the family and friendship connections that make both lovable and enjoyable to watch.) I can only hope that now that they've said "I love you" and seem to be on stable relationship ground, they'll start to make them more compelling.

My favorite part of the episode was definitely Pete on the island. I definitely felt the happiest I've ever felt watching him on this show so far. Donna was absolutely perfect for him: they were from around the same time, they found one another attractive, she found his goofy way of flirting ("My wife is terrible, I'm single") sweet and endearing and really got into his water-rafting role play without treating it like something silly or him like some sort of a dork and that's the kind of relationship he deserves. I was literally so sad when he started to disappear and the only way to fix it was to go back to a place where he isn't as appreciated as he should be and has to do all the work to make things peaceful and happy.

His speech at the wedding was so nice and so real, and I love that it was what made Isaac realize that there was more out there for him. No one thinks anything he says is that sort of meaningful, so that was nice...even if it did ruin things for Isaac and Nigel, but at least Nigel seems to have taken it well. (And I'm glad that even though it's weird, Baxter has Carol. He's been a third wheel in the shed for too long.)

And then we get to Patience: I love hearing Flower talking about her and how she was built up. (Also Thor and Nancy's "Just smile and nod" as she talked.) The first time I watched the episode, I didn't see the figure of Patience with her face obscured by her bonnet so that was creepy the second time around. And when she finally kidnapped Isaac, aided by the basement ghosts, that was the creepiest "God bless you" before he was grabbed that I've ever heard, but I loved Nancy's "let's not tell anyone about this: it's not a good look for us."

It's good payback for the ways Isaac's choices have affected other people and I can't wait to see what happens to him next!

Well, that's it, folks! The last review of CBS Ghosts season 3. It had highs and lows but there are definitely several eps that I will add to my rewatch list as we wait for a full season four (which I will also review when it premieres this fall.)

Cheers and happy Ghosts watching, everyone! :)