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mcflymemes · 7 months

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AS SAID BY DORIAN PAVUS * assorted dialogue from dragon age inquisition, updated version

i don't care what they think about me. i care what they think about us.

i like you. more than i should. more than might be wise.

discretion isn't your thing, is it?

all this dancing, politics, and murder makes me a bit homesick.

i suppose it really depends. how bad do you want to be?

living a lie... it festers inside of you, like poison.

i'm a man of many talents. what can i say?

the moment i saw you, i thought "there's a man who knows quality."

if you don't come through this, i swear i'll kill you.

i'm curious where this goes, you and i. we've had fun. perfectly reasonable to leave it here.

here is my proposal: we dispense with the chitchat and move on to something more primal.

i tease you too much, i know.

i'll have to find something we can do that doesn't involve teasing.

time to drink myself into a stupor. it's been that sort of day.

i see you enjoy playing with fire.

i like playing hard to get.

i'm not suggesting we venture into mutual domesticity.

if it's a trap, we escape and kill everyone. you're good at that.

talk to me. let me hear how mystified you are by my anger.

oh, i'm not arguing. just pointing out the ridiculously obvious.

if you choose to leave your door unlocked like a savage, i may or may not come.

now... what was i talking about? ah, yes. me.

i am apparently an incredible ass at accepting gifts.

i prefer the company of men.

would you prefer me bound and leashed?

sometimes the ones you love are also the ones who disappoint you the most.

you are the man i love, [name]. nothing will truly keep us apart.

the things you ask are just... very personal.

sometimes... love isn't enough.

there will always be an "us." we'll just be... farther apart, for a time.

i had no idea something like you was possible.

i'm imagining what you would look like in a dress.

i've never seen you smile so much!

i have no idea what you're talking about.

you stand there, flexing your muscles, huffing like some beast of burden with no thought save conquest.

you're shaping the world for good or ill. how could i aspire to do any less?

my footsies are freezing, thank you.

don't you ever bathe?

you're not suggesting we're similar.

watch where you're pointing that thing!

i'm not wearing a skirt.

it's significantly more impressive than hitting them with a sharp piece of metal.

i only meant to say i'm very sorry for your loss.

we can continue this dance forever, if you wish.

i'm saying we should be careful what we assume when it comes to such matters.

demons don't appreciate a man with good hair.

what i wouldn't give for some proper wine.

your outfit's entertaining. i'll give you that.

he had to leave early on account of assassination.

it's nice to know you have friends.

i'm here to do what is right.

come on, just answer the question.

they were asking me about you. personal things.

you said we'd be ass-deep in trouble. this is more like knee-high.

so what's your estimation? think we can win?

you can't call me pampered. nobody's peeled a grape for me in weeks.

you startled me. you're always so... nondescript.

you're a special and unique snowflake. live the dream.

i wanted to see you make flowers bloom with your song. just once.

you've done a lot less dancing naked in the moonlight than expected.

i've never seen anyone in this part of the world do it.

i realize there's more to you than that.

have i offended you?

for hating the outdoors, you sure seem to like bad weather.

i can't figure you out, [name].

you don't play their stupid game, they send an assassin or three your way.

i can't believe you're scared of magic.

i'm going to take that as a compliment.

still don't like me, [name]? after all this time?

[name], i owe you an apology.

i suspect people will use any excuse to hate us.

why be ashamed? power should be respected, not swept under the carpet.

maybe you're not a complete moron.

i just need to know you're capable of higher thought. for my own comfort.

it would take work. and soap. lots and lots of soap.

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gnomewithalaptop · 4 months

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Transcendence AU Dash Simulator GO!!!

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okay but actually block me if you ship mizcor -- 'hurr durr but we age stella up' -- SHUT UPPP she's literally a minor and alcor's canonically over a million years old so how about you stop being a freak

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Babe I hate to break this to you but Mizcor's literally one of the most famous relationships in all of post-transcendental literature

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I could not have more obviously been talking about Mizar the Magnificent but you know what? Yeah classic Mizcor supporters can fuck off too actually.

Everybody likes to whip out Twin Souls like some kind of gotcha but have you even actually read it??? Like it's literally supporting demon worship and pedophilia -- both of which are EXTREMELY ILLEGAL btw. So yeah if I see any of my followers reblogging that shit I'm reporting you to the Occult Defense Agency idc if we're mutuals

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*looks at my Alcorian Literature PhD* guess we better stock up on prison shivs buddy

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okay I'm sorry but

and Mizar the Magnificent isn't????

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Los Angeles 🏝️

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Hey guys! Just wanted to let you know that The Scepter of Vanquished Souls, the newest book in the Wanderlust Trilogy, is now available for pre order on Glamazon!

Purchasers of the hard-cover edition will also receive never-before-seen content, including a deleted scene between Princess Samia and the Shadow King!

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Boosting because I honestly cannot recommend this book enough. Truly one of Mira's best (and I'm not just saying that because she married me!)

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So. I had a day.

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Okay, but consider

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I don't remember my older brother's wedding

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A small price to pay for no middle school trauma

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Okay so I just read the url and--

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I'm actually the senior librarian. But thanks!

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Today's demon of the day is Nxlar the Antithetical! Responsible for the Florida Springs Massacre of 3007, the body count for this purveyor of madness is estimated to be over 400 (source).

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I could fix her

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literally screaming crying throwing up rn I've turned off 'Based on your likes' like eight times @staff can't you just get rid of him already

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Nxlar SWEEEEEP!!!

#if you love me at all you'll vote for my lady love #LISTEN i could bring her to the light i nkow i could

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Lmao so Nxlar the Antithetical totally turned my apartment complex into a pile of sentient sludge yesterday. I'm fine -- I was at work when it all went down, but uh... yeah, my situation obviously just became super not-great. I hate to ask, but I don't get paid til the 15th, so if some of y'all could float me some cash just so I can get a motel room for a couple nights, I'll fr owe you a life debt

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Important PSA

So idk if y'all have been reading the news lately, but the alcor virus has been making the rounds on the interwebs again. I feel like I shouldn't have to say this but PLEASE don't click any random links rn, ESPECIALLY if they're tagged with twin souls.

I know we twinners love to joke about it, but the alcor virus is legitimately dangerous and has been known to seriously ruin people's lives. Idk. Just like be smart and practice basic caution I guess? Jumblr's pretty much dead these days, so he might skip over us, but it's always better to be safe than sorry

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Anyone else just randomly crave connective tissue sometimes

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no actually i think that might just be a you thing

#also i heard screaming on the other line when i called you earlier there better not be a mess when i get home #beloved demon brother tag

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Okay guys I might be crazy but what if the Shadow King was actually telling the truth when he said Princess Samia's brother is still alive??? Like, if you think about it, there's a tonnnn of foreshadowing in Crown of Ghosts and the author tweeted that there was gonna be a surprise twist in the new book sooo 👀👀

#i've connected the dots -- YOU DIDN'T CONNECT SHIT -- i've connected them #wanderlust trilogy #mira ramachandran #crown of ghosts #scepter of vanquished souls #princess samia #samia of cleves #shadow king #ahmed of cleves #bookblr

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Reminder that you are beautiful exactly as you are and there are thousands who would sell their souls to imitate what you do naturally <3

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And? No one cares lmao

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#I sent screenshots of that one centaur post to her boss too #give you two guesses what species his wife is (tags by @alv)

Holy shit. Am I actually rooting for the alcor virus rn?

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maybe the real virus was the friends we made along the way <3

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No, the real virus is me. Don't take credit for my accomplishments.

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Heritage post

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I just want to get dicked down again =/

#THIS IS NOT ME TAKING A STANCE ON SHIPPING DISCOURSE I LITERALLY DON'T CARE #best hits tag #i'm basing this entirely off the vibes i got from 2015/2016 tumblr #i just feel like the mizar the magnificent fanbase would be highkey insufferable lmao (to the dismay of all creators involved)#mizar the magnificent #transcendence au #alcor the dreambender #ian beale #mira ramachandran #rosa darling #alcor virus #al-v #twin souls #unreality #tumblr dashboard simulator #tumblr dash simulator

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carmenized-onions · 5 days

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Tony, Terry, Tommy? | Walk-In Hotfix

synopsis; You get an unexpected call from an old friend in need of an emergency repair. Good thing: that's kind of your whole gig. Bad thing: You've been avoiding the Berzatto family for the past year.

tasting notes; hurt comfort? idk man, he's in a fuckin' freezer. this is gonna be a long slow-burn series. We don't use Y/N here and we've got a very preestablished storyline going on babes. Eat up.

portion; 3.1k+

possible allergies; SEASON 2 FINALE SPOILERS, I've started writing this before Season 3 comes out in June so we're going WAY off canon (unless I'm an oracle), Mikey is gonna be central baby, any tw you require for the bear-- you require for this.

pairing; Carmen 'Carmy' Berzatto & Fem Reader (No pronouns!)

I have not written fanfiction in 5-6 years and once again some goddamn pretty boy just YOINKS me back in. I'm making up my own season three here so I'm kinda flying by the seat of my pants with this series, hopefully it turns out. If it doesn't... C'est la vie, I had fun.

The inciting incident, the thing that pulls you in, and permanently alters the trajectory of your life— Is honestly quite boring, because it’s just a phone call from an old friend.

You stare at your screen for what feels like eons but it’s really just a few rings. It’s enough time to frantically search through blankets on your couch for your remote to pause your show— Which might as well be like 10 years of time. You’re heavily debating not answering; what if it’s something heavy? What if a mutual childhood friend died? What if it’s a love or murder confession? What if it’s about the money you owe her? The money she owes you?

Do you really want to take that kind of call? On what’s been a peaceful Friday night? That’s a rarity in your part of Chicago, c’mon. If it’s important, she’ll leave a voicemail... Who are you kidding, she doesn’t leave voicemails— Frankly, it’s bizarre and concerning that she’s calling in the first place instead of spam texting. …Alright, she’s let it get to the fourth ring, she’s probably dead or dying. You need to pick up.

“…Syd?”

She sounds infinitely stressed, but relieved to hear your voice.“Hey, hey, uh—”

There’s a cacophony of yelling, banging, and what you imagine are kitchen noises in the background. Guess she kept to her guns after Sheridan. That’s nice. Or maybe it’s not. Hard to tell.

“Are you good?” She can’t see the concern on your face or your free arm crossing over your waist— But she can imagine it in the worried lilt of your voice.

“Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah— I-I’m good— Well actually, no, I’m not good, that’s why I’m calling. Actually. Sorry. I know it’s been a minute, it’s fucked up to call only when I need something—”

“Syd.”

“Is your dad still a handy-man?”

Ah. Goodbye peaceful Friday night. Hello emergency hotfix services.

You click your teeth, “Oh, no, he retired. Got a case of… Getting fucking old disease.” But a part of you is relieved it’s a thing that’s broken, and not her. This is at least manageable— Whatever it is.

“Fuck. Okay. Fuck. Ha, yeah, my dad’s got that too— Well, okay, then I’ll talk—”

You’re quick to jump in. “I took over the business though. So, if you’re—" “We need help so bad right now.”

You can’t help but laugh at the speed of it, but immediately feel guilty hearing the desperation in it. “Yeah? Who’s we?”

You stick the cellphone in the crux of your neck, already walking across your apartment to throw on your jumpsuit— Dark navy blue, elbow length sleeves, dad’s old logo embroidered on your right breast pocket.

CHICAGO’S KINDEST ⚒ FIXERS & CO. It’s managed to grow on you.

There’s an egregious number of patches ironed or sewn onto the back and shoulders of it. All from businesses you and your father had either worked with or done odd jobs for. A NASCAR jumpsuit, but for nostalgia and small businesses. Something something ‘it all starts with your neighbourhood’. Your dad would say.

Syd continues, she hasn’t changed much. You hear her sharp dicing in the background, the rhythm seems to calm down into an actual flow instead of erratic speed. You figure either the dinner rush is starting to slow down or she’s relieved you’re coming. Who are you being humble for, no shot it’s the former.

“So, you know how I’m like— Like a chef and shit?”

You hum the affirmative, putting her on speakerphone so you can pull out your tool kit with both hands.

“So like, I actually co-own this restaurant opening tonight.”

“Oh nice!”

“Yeah— Yeah, yeah, it’s really nice, but actually, it’s not, because it’s bad.”

“In the way I can fix?”

“In the way you can fix, yeah. Hopefully.”

“What’s the damage?”

“So, my co-owner uh, Carmen, he got locked in the walk-in. Like trapped.”

You take a beat, a confused one. Half-stepping, almost tripping. You stare at your tools, picking out what you’ll actually need for this— How the fuck— “How is he trapped in the walk-in?”

“So, he meant to call to get it fixed—” “And he didn’t?” “And he didn’t.”

“What was broke about it in the first place?”

“The doorknob on the inside, broke off. And right now, or, more like, 5 minutes ago, the handle on the outside broke off too.”

“Fuck.”

“Yeah, fuck.”

“Do you have the outside handle, still?”

“Yeah. Yeah, laying around somewhere— It snapped off though, like—”

“Clean?”

“Uh…. Y’know, I would check, but I’m actually kinda—"

“Can we run table 36, please, Chefs?!” Now that’s an uncomfortably familiar voice.

“Yes, Chef! …I’m kinda busy.”

“Right. Restaurant. Oh, what fucking restaurant? You said Carmen, that’s that fuckin’ Michelin guy, right?” Berzatto. It has to be. The smallness of this world is a personal prank on you.

“…How do you know that?” Son of a bitch.

“…I try to remember what you like.” It’s a good save, but that was too intimate for 3 years of no contact besides Happy Birthday texts, fuck fuck, recover— “Ahem, uh, Restaurant?”

“The Bear. Formerly The Beef. You do still live in Chicago, right?”

Berzatto. Confirmed. Bleh.

“Fortunate for you, I do. I know The Beef, I’m not far, I’ll be there in ten. Tell him to not have a panic attack, if you get a minute.”

“I will not get a minute. But I love the dream.”

And you’re off. Jumpsuit half zipped over what was supposed to be a sleep shirt but is now posthumously a work shirt. Nobody has to know you’re wearing pajama shorts under this. Carhartt jacket thrown over your shoulders— Your dad’s, so, a bit oversized. Toolbox in hand, utility belt on— Though you’re mildly sure if your hypothesis is right, you will only need your threateningly long sledgehammer.

Thank God for your car. CTA would not like you right now.

You pull up front. Oh boy. The sign change is making you feel a type of way that you were not expecting. Pride? Envy? All seven of the deadly sins? Maybe. No time to stew on it because there’s an older woman smoking and having an emotional spat with who you assume is her shivering son out front. So. Definitely going through the back alley instead of getting in the middle of that shit.

Alas, it’s not any better, because there’s Syd, vomiting next to a dumpster.

“Better to ignore or acknowledge you in this moment?” Is the response you decide is best, despite the question, you’re already by her side. You put your tools down (out of the splash zone) and rub her back with one hand, holding back straying braids with the other.

“I couldn’t—” More vomit. “Fuckin’ tell ya.” Syd takes a few deep breathes before standing. She considers going in for a hug, but remembers, the vomit. “Good to see you. I want to catch up, f’real, but—” “The bear in the walk-in?” “The bear in the walk-in.”

You nod, fishing through your pocket. You hand her a mini container of Tums. She waves it off, of course, and you double down, of course, “Who you acting tough for?”

“Fuckin… No one.” She grimaces, taking the box. She makes a show of taking one, like a fussy kid.

You refuse to take it back. “Keep it.”

“Never stopped being the mom friend, eh?”

You laugh, picking up your tools again. “Listen, there’s no telling what the night and your stomach holds. Lead the way?”

The Bear is pretty, or at least the kitchen of it is, so far. It’s clean. Cleaner than it used to be. The death trap walk-in is really the only eyesore for you. You stare at the broken-off handle in your hand, twisting it back and forth to look at all the angles. It’s honestly a pretty clean break.

Sydney’s left to talk to her dad, as she should, and the rest of the kitchen is either too busy to pay you mind or is just silently relieved to see you.

Tina— Who has thankfully opted to not say ‘Hey, good to see you, it’s been a year, what the fuck’—Taps the walk-in door and says to this elusive Michelin Carmen that she’ll be right back, that help’s here. He does not seem to register this at all. She gently slaps your cheek before rushing back to her station, regardless.

“Maybe I’m just not built for this, maybe, maybe that’s okay— Maybe that just is.”

You’ve never said his name to him, it feels heavy on your tongue. “Carmen.”

“Right? What the fuck was I thinking?”

Alright, he’s too far gone. You flag down one of the cooks that are just shadowing for the night. “Hey, can you hold this in place for me?”

You stick the handle into what’s left of the hinge still attached to the door, which is, not much— But hopefully, again, if your hypothesis is correct, it’ll give enough leverage. The cook holds it in place, a little terrified as your sledgehammer comes into view.

“Not gonna hit you, promise.”

“—I’m a fuckin’ psycho. That’s why. That’s why I’m good at what I do.”

You tap (bang) the hammer on the door, enough to stop his train of thought. For a second, at least. “Sweetheart, I need you to stand up for me, Carmen Chef Sir.”

“…Tony?”

“...Who the fuck is Tony?”

The meek cook beside you speaks up, “He means Tommy.”

And Tina is quick to yell from across the kitchen— hearing how? We don’t know. “It’s Terry!”

“I am none of these people.” You sigh, readying the hammer. “Carmen, can you stand up, and just tuck your fingers in the wedge of the door? If there is one?”

“Heard. Yeah.” There’s shuffling from in there, getting into position. Though the steps and the words seem dazed, as he’s forced out of a mental fog. “Here.”

“This isn’t a fix by the way. Your whole door is fucked after this. Not that it isn’t already, but, y’know.” You back up, teeing yourself up before running forward.

“Well, wait—”

You slam the mallet into the tip of the handle perfectly, forcing it way too tight into the gap of the hinge. You push the cook aside with your hip, now using the long handle of the mallet to stick between the knob and the door, using it as further leverage to pull it open. It is incredibly straining.

“Carmy!” Is it okay to say that nickname before you’ve even seen his face? Eh. You’re moving the boulder, he’ll forgive you. “You feel air?!”

“Holy shit— Yeah, yeah— Push?!” “Of course fucking push!”

And it becomes apparent in this exchange of force that this Head Chef must be significantly stronger than you, because it’s opening a lot faster now. Though, fast is a strong word for the snail pace this is happening at. But it’s more than the nothing that was happening a minute ago.

“Aye… Cousin?” Richie, in a… suit? Runs up to you, coming from front of house. He immediately grabs a free spot on the sledgehammer’s handle to help pull. He was shocked to see you doing, well, this, right now, but then upon registering, he’s just shocked to see you. Period.

You can only groan in response, sticking a leg up and putting your foot on the wall as if it’s gonna add meaningful leverage— Oh wait, it kinda is. “Y'clean up good, Rich— Opening going—Fuck— well?”

“Oh yeah, fucking peachy.” He can only manage to wheeze in reply. Investing his strength in yanking rather than reintroductions; thankfully it pays off.

The hinge shoots open, you would have absolutely fallen on your ass if Richie was not ready to stabilize you. The walk-in door cracks open. Just a bit. It’s not dramatic, it’s just a breath.

It’s so anti-climactic that Richie doesn’t mind walking off to cheer before Carmen even comes out. Clapping your back as he does. “Let’s what I like to fuckin’ see, Cousin! Ingenuity!”

Though, to be fair, he’s moving to intercept a very sweet looking, worried girl. You look up at her, wheezing as you keel over slightly to catch your breath, hands on your knees. She’s saying something along the lines of ‘What’s going on?’ ‘Is he okay?’ Girlfriend? Probably. Richie seems to be coaxing her accordingly. You turn your head back to the door. Carmen hasn’t come out yet. That’s a red flag. With another wheeze, you stand up right, opening the door further, peeking in.

He's standing there, catatonic. Not looking at you, but straight forward, beyond you. He must’ve been by the door to push it open but now he’s stumbled against the back shelf. Every time his girl’s voice manages to ring into here, his eyes crinkle— Wince. His breath keeps hitching. He looks afraid. It is better to be caged right now than it is to be out there, doing whatever he could be doing, right now. Talking to anyone might be a death sentence, right now.

“I don’t need to provide amusement or enjoyment. I don’t need to receive any amusement or enjoyment. I’m completely fine with that.” He mumbles repeatedly. You can barely hear it over the buzzing of the freezer.

Whispering it just for himself, like some sort of fucked up mantra. Like it’s a state of inner peace to feel this bad. You doubt he even sees you right now.

You know you don’t know Carmy personally. Mostly just through hearsay.

He’s never met or heard of you, that’s for sure.

But you know Berzattos. Or. Knew the one.

And you know a downward spiral. Intimately.

And you know that right now, he’s fucking cold. He is shivering and making no move to leave that state. You think he thinks that’s the state he deserves to stay in.

Nothing to lose but a good first impression, right? You drop a screwdriver in the doorway as a doorstop— Because how fucking dumb would it be if you both got stuck? And. Extremely slowly, you approach him not unlike approaching an actual captive bear. In your eyes, you might as well be.

Standing right in front of him doesn’t stop his mantra. You slip your jacket off, half hugging him to drape it over his shoulders. “You’re just cold.”

“I’m a—” “You’re just. Cold.” You cut him off before he has the chance to self-deprecate again, smoothing out the sleeves on him. His eyes readjust to actually look at you rather than somewhere beyond.

You sniff. You’re already cold and it’s been 30 seconds. This poor thing. You rub your hands together, breathing hot air into them before touching them to his frigid fucking face. “Fuck you’re really cold. Like danger cold.”

Never being one for boundaries or hesitation, you hug yourself to him. It’s the fastest way to warm him up. You slip your hands under the jacket— Your jacket— And just engulf the Italian Popsicle Man before you.

Shockingly, he doesn’t push you off or suddenly reawaken to his senses and tell you to fuck off. He doesn’t flinch, if anything he leans in. His body doesn’t really have time for surprise, right now, it just takes what it needs. And what it needs is warmth and oxytocin. His breathing slowly but surely self regulates, and once you start to remember decorum you lower your arms— But. He opts to place his chin on your shoulder, like the world’s most gentle hook, and that alone is enough to keep you there.

It's a long, silent, liminal spacey moment before he speaks again. Both of you speak just above the decibel of the freezer's buzzing.

“You’re not Tony.”

“Terry.”

“You’re Terry?”

“No, Tina said Tony’s Terry. I don’t know who the fuck Terry is.”

“Terry’s the fridge guy.”

“You’re still going to need to call him; I did just make it worse.”

“That’s fine.” He swallows. “Who called you?”

“Syd.”

“Should’ve called you earlier.”

“Should’ve called the fridge guy earlier.”

“Yeah.” He sighs, but he makes no move to move, so you don’t either.

“You know Mikey too?”

Ah. The patch. The Beef. It's worn, but it sits proudly on the left shoulder of your jumpsuit. Your heart tightens and so does your posture.

“Yeah.” You sigh. It’s shakier than you’d like it to be. “Dad knew him, so then I knew him, so then I occasionally fixed shit for him. Shit that ‘Fak couldn’t?’ I think his name was?”

“Hm.” He hums. “He ever got locked in the walk-in?”

“Yeah, he really fucked it up, like waayy worse than whatever happened with you tonight. Like whatever happened. At least 10 times worse.” Your voice is coated with sarcasm, but it’s not entirely untrue.

You’re relieved, when Carmen laughs at this, a touch maniacally, but it’s something. Right now, any emotion from him besides regret and anxiety feels like a trophy. He straightens up, pushing his hair back, so you remove your arms.

“You’re fuckin’ funny, Tony.”

“Still not Tony.”

“Oh my god!” A blonde, very pregnant woman cracks the door open, relieved. “Are you okay, Bear?” You step aside so she can hug Carmen, holding his cheeks to look over him. Oh, this has to be—

“I’m good, I’m great, Sug.” He says this incredibly unconvincingly, hanging one hand on her wrist.

But what matters more in your brain right now is: That’s Sugar. Natalie.

And now you can put a face to both siblings you’ve been bitched about to.

Chain-smoker, means well, cringeworthy husband, too good for her family, incredibly judgemental, cares too much and worries more, loves to fight, her mother’s daughter, pushy, sticks her foot in her mouth, can’t take no for an answer, would lay down her life. Natalie Berzatto. Little sister.

Michelin Star retaining, big shot, sensitive, definitely a virgin, ball buster, sweats the small stuff, sweetheart, asshole, incredibly smart, flighty, coward, deeply loyal, whiny, screamer, show-off, fantastic drawer, shell, mister new york, annoyingly humble, undeniably the most talented. Carmen Berzatto. Baby brother.

Mikey’s words. Of course.

Nat turns her gaze over to you, “Thank you.” You can only bring yourself to nod in reply, a bit awkward— Lost in your rolodex of memories of the people you’ve never actually met until right now. It’s weird to feel parasocial about a normal person.

“Our toilet, exploded.” She says.

Now that pulls out you of it, and gets a laugh out of you. You put your hand over your mouth. “Yeah?”

Sugar shakes her head, eyes widening like she’s just stepped in it, “I didn’t mean like— Like, you just did a job, right, that’s like tacking on another last-minute service—”

“That’s fine.” You put a hand up stopping her from continuing, still chuckling. “I’ll take a look at it tonight and try to fix it tomorrow?”

She nods, smiling bright, “Thank you, Tommy.”

Who needs to use Y/N when you have the fridge guy?

I so desperately hope you liked this first chapter. I've been stewing on this for like a week so I beg of you to reply/reblog/send me an ask (anon or not!!) telling me what you thought!! Unless it's mean!! In which case, do NOT!!!

And just a forewarning, as we step into uncharted territory where the walk-in meltdown was cut short, I need you to hold my hand through it bb. We're making this man's life better or we're gonna die trying.

Next Part

#carmen berzatto #carmy the bear #carmy x reader #the bear fx #carmy berzatto #carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you #the bear fanfiction #the bear x reader #the bear x you #carmen x reader #carmen berzatto imagine

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mirai-e-jump · 27 days

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TV Guide Dan Vol.51, April 2024 Issue ft. Sakai Taisei x Higuchi Kouhei Interview (translations below)

Publication: April 5, 2024

UNIQUE

"Could you please introduce the role the other plays in the V-Cinext films King-Ohger VS Donbrothers and King-Ohger VS Kyoryuger?"

Higuchi: Gira Husty, played by Taisei, is a character that has the right characteristics of being a so called main character, and I thought he was a completely different Red from the one in Donbrothers. The atmosphere Gira created was one you couldn't find in Donbrothers.

Sakai: Gira and Higuchi-kun's role of Momoi Tarou are the exact opposite in terms of character design. Tarou is an absolute ruler who brings everyone together, which is different from King-Ohger, where everyone has their own individuality but are still able to keep up with each other. In a way, I also feel "jealous."

Higuchi: Still, I think all Super Sentai members feel "jealous." The Producers and Scriptwriters give other Sentai "colors" we don't have, so it's only natural for us to think, "I like those colors."

Sakai: That's why the history of Super Sentai continues, and the fans enjoy it every year. I definitely wanted a "color" I don't have. That's why I'm happy to have the opportunity to be involved with other Super Sentai members like this!

"What were your impressions of each other before you met? Did your impressions change after meeting?"

Sakai: At first, I thought he was a cool guy, but on set, all the two of us would do was talk!

Higuchi: I felt the same way, and thought Taisei was a quiet guy (laughs). Actually, that wasn't the case at all, as I was surprised and happy to find that we were compatible when we talked in the dressing room. During this shoot, even though I had my own dressing room, I would go to Taisei's dressing room instead.

Sakai: I thought Kouhei was cool and manly, and my impression of his manliness is probably the same as it was before we met. We're similar in that we both get carried away.

"How would you describe your relationship?"

Higuchi: This is just my opinion, but in the context of our relationship in Super Sentai, I'm his senior Red, but in terms of our age, I'm his junior. In my case, regardless of age, as long as there's mutual respect, I want our relationship to be that we're like friends. That's why I unconsciously treated Taisei like he was already my friend. I'm sorry!

Sakai: It was also easier to say things like, "Let's go out to eat." I'm the same as Kouhei, I think it's easier that way. It makes me happier if you come to me without hesitation, rather than be cautious because I'm older than you, I think it makes it easier to talk about the performance and acting.

"Have you seen each other's shows, King-Ohger and Donbrothers? Please tell us about any episodes that were most memorable for you."

Higuchi: I remember very well when the first episode of King-Ohger aired while we were performing at Theatre G-Rosso. We saw it on the TV backstage at G-Rosso, and everyone was envious of it, saying, "It's really cool!" (laughs). I still love the first episode.

Sakai: For me it has to be the final episode, I thought it was really great that it ended with the very memorable, "We've formed a bond." I thought it was nice that it started and ended with those words. It's also easy to use at things like events! It's hard to find a place to say, "I'm going to rule the world!" (laughs). I like the fact that the first episode established the bond, and while the ending came, it was also a beginning.

"Were there any challenging or fun parts during filming?"

Higuchi: Speaking of challenges, the filming location was at the King-Ohger's studio, and it was my first time using a green screen that covered all sides. So, on my first day in the studio, I was surprised and thought to myself, "How do we do this?!" Once you get a feel for it though, you get used to it.

Sakai: Donbrothers was shot entirely on location. On the other hand, we had the pleasure of filming on a set. As for difficult scenes, Kouhei seemed to have a hard time in the scene where Gira choked on some mochi. It's because he had to put his hand firmly in my mouth (laughs).

Higuchi: It was harder for Taisei, wasn't it?! Wouldn't it have been easier to simply put it in? If it were the other way around, I think I would've felt awkward afterwards (laughs).

"What did you feel after watching each other's performance?"

Higuchi: I thought Taisei always took his acting seriously. Also, his eyes are incredibly pretty and distinct. I think he's got alot of strong points.

Sakai: I thought Kouhei was a stoic person in his performance. He spent alot of time thinking on his own, doing things like sorting out his emotions abit before the cameras started rolling. Even after he was given the OK, he studied things from the side the moment after and thought, "I could've done this better," so I respect that stoicism.

"Please tell us some of the highlights this time."

Sakai: They're both Super Sentai with tons of personality that rival each other for first and second place of this generation, so I think it'll be a highlight to see how they'll unite and how the story will progress. Also, this time, both Reds are characters that laugh out loud. Within the battle scene is a scene where the two of us are laughing loudly, and it was pretty difficult to film, so I want you to see it. It was a long scene, about 30 seconds, and we were laughing the whole time (laughs).

Higuchi: It's as if two Super Sentai were combined to form a new Sentai, and I think this is a movie where each member has their own highlights. Also, the King-Ohger's costumes are really cool, so it's worth seeing. Among us, Jiro, the Noto, and Inuzuka's costumes might be as good as the Kings. The other four are in ordinary clothing (laughs).

"You both have experience playing soccer, and you kicked a ball around during the photoshoot, so what are your thoughts on each other's skills?"

Sakai: I think this is probably common in soccer clubs, but I can tell just from the ball rolling alittle bit if someone is "good."

Higuchi: I get that! The moment someone kicks a ball and stops it with their foot, an experienced player can tell that, "This guy's good." However, I'm sure this is a feeling that baseball and basketball teams also have.

"Did you talk about soccer during filming?"

Higuchi: If I'm remembering right, after filming finished for Donbrothers and King-Ohger was about to start, Taisei said to me, "You used to play soccer, didn't you? Let's play futsal!"

Sakai: Right, I just thought since you had experience playing soccer. Futsal is fun, so I'd love to do it again!

"This issue also features Iuchi Haruhi-kun and Hayama Yuki-kun from the currently airing Bakuage Sentai Boonboomger. As their seniors in the Super Sentai series, please give them a message."

Higuchi: The quality of Super Sentai is really different each generation, but I think the one thing they all have in common is that they're "very challenging." That's why, when it comes to acting, I can never say, "It's better like this." The only thing I can think of to say is, "Please have fun in Oizumigakuen, where the filming studio is located." I enjoyed it tremendously (laughs).

Sakai: Right! Depending on whether or not you have fun in Oizumigakuen and at the filming studio, the story could change. The more favorite places and stores you have, the better, and you can go out to eat with ease. As Kouhei said, it's challenging to film every day, so I think it's good to find a place you can "rely on." It'd be nice if after enjoying Oizumigakuen, you go to a different site for another job and end up thinking, "I want to come back here someday."

"And finally, when speaking of Donbrothers, oden may come to mind, so please tell us what both of your favorite ingredients are."

Higuchi: Chikuwa!

Sakai: I love eggs, and I also love daikon radishes!

Higuchi: In the end, which one's the very best?! (laughs).

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mxqdii · 8 months

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wait omg i’m an idiot when i requested false god i meant to add with chris BUT I READ THE MATT ONE AND IT WAS SO GOODDD (and false god is my fav from lover too twinnem omg)

would it be too much if i ask for another false god fic but with chris this time🥺

false god - c.s

pairings: chris sturniolo x reader

summary: love confessions between reader and chris (based off the song false god by t.s)

warning(s): kissing, mutual pining

a/n: as much as i love this song, it's so hard to write with it, therefore this will be kinda short.

not proofread

me and chris have been friends for years now, but we always seemed

everything has been normal recently

except for the way we look at eachother

and the small gestures

and the pet names

and the hand holding, and the cuddling, and the flirting-

okay! you get the point.

we're currently cuddling on his couch, watching a movie.

i'm more in my head though, the movie being more background to me.

thinking about how i'd die for chris, poems i wrote about him when we became closer

i think i love him.

everybody warned us about times like this, they said the road gets hard when one falls in love and it ruins the friendship

ruining our friendship.

"chris?" i ask quietly

"yes?" he says

"can you give me a ride home?" i say and he shifts his position, now looking at me in confusion

"you don't wanna sleepover?" he asks and i shake my head

i feel bad, i do, but i can't stay, not when i'm like this.

i gather my stuff and chris grabs his keys,

(lets pretend he can drive😭)

we head out the door and get in the car.

it's silent, but not how it usually is, theres tension and the air feels thick.

the rain is pouring on the windows, making it hard to see.

"y/n i'm sorry but we have to pull over, the rain is too much right now" chris says and i let out a shakey breath

"okay" i dryly say and he looks over at me

"listen. i know you, i know when somethings up, whats wrong? chris says and i open the car door, getting out.

i don't have the words to put together what i wanna say, i don't know how to tell him how i feel.

it's all too much.

the rain pours onto me as i hear the car door open, chris walkng towards me.

"you can't talk to me when i'm like this." i shout

"like what?" he shouts back, the rain almost louder then us.

realization hits me, blind faith

maybe for once, i don't need words i just need faith.

after all, we might just get away with it.

without thinking, i pull chris in and kiss him, a long awaited kiss, one i've been longing for.

he kisses me back and everything just falls into place, it all feels right.

i feel like religions in his lips, being addicted to him instantly.

we pull away, both worshipping our new profound love.

"i love you chris" i say and he smiles

"i love you too"

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ted having a little get together and mutual friend!schlatt is there.. you just got through a rough break up, and through word of mouth jay knows how shitty your ex was so he spends the night being so so so sweet to you.

making you laugh until it hurts, telling you you look nice unprovoked multiple times through the night. ted picks up on it, having been on the other end of schlatt’s shy confessions about you after your first introduction!! he ultimately becomes wingman and decides to host even more little hangouts, in hopes of ultimately (but naturally) pushing you two together.

schlatt giving you a ride home from one of them and you drunkenly kissing his cheek in gratitude,, tell me he wouldn’t go home call ted and kick his feet like a little school girl!! - scout 🦷

OHHH SCOUT THIS IS SO GREAT!!!! also it got a little long my bad lol

you had met schlatt at a little get-together that your college friend, ted, was having. schlatt was a bit of a flirt, but backed off when you told him you were taken.

he was still very kind to you, and you even found yourself slightly falling for him. he was sweet, handsome and very tall. (all things your current partner wasn't. at least that's what ted thought.)

a few months have passed. you were newly single and also invited to another get-together hosted by ted. you secretly hoped that schlatt would be there, even though you knew he lived in texas. who knows? maybe he was in la for another trip.

and right you were, because as soon as you entered your friend's apartment, there he was.

"hey! j, right?" you say.

"yeah! nice to see you again!" schlatt holds his hand out for you to shake. at the same time, you lean in for a hug.

"oh, sorry." you giggle, sheepishly taking his hand into yours and shaking.

"you're good, don't worry," schlatt says. "so, um, d'ya want a drink?"

"PLEASE. i really need it." schlatt leads you to the drink area in the kitchen, handing you a hard lemonade while he snags a beer.

schlatt is aware of the breakup, having been told by ted. you mentioned in the past how your ex treated you, passing it off as normal when it was the complete opposite. however tonight wasn't about them, tonight was about you.

"so, uh, how's what's their name?" schlatt asks, pretending that he didn't know of the breakup.

"who?"

"your, uh-"

"oh, my significant other? we actually, um, broke up." you look away, downing half the lemonade.

"oh. i'm sorry 'bout that."

"it's okay. honestly, they were kind of an asshole. in a way i'm glad it's all over." schlatt nods, placing a hand on your shoulder. you look up at him, giving him a sad smile.

"let's forget about that dick, we're here to party." schlatt says, putting an arm around you. you nod, smiling as you down the rest of your drink.

you say your hellos to ted and his other friends as you go around the apartment with schlatt. you two decide to hang out on the couch slightly away from everyone else. and you like it better that way because you're able to talk to schlatt with minimal interruptions.

you don't remember the last time you laughed this hard. he's naturally witty, even the smallest things he says make you giggle. he has such a way with words that even makes you swoon a bit.

"did i tell you how good you look right now?"

"you did, a few times. and thank you, you look good too."

you and schlatt slowly and unconsciously move closer together as the night goes on, with him throwing his arm around you while you lean on him as you're laughing.

all while you're spending time with schlatt, ted is watching you guys. he is very aware of how schlatt feels about you. he would always ask ted how you were doing whenever they would get on call to record the podcast. if ted ever posted a story with you he'd stare at it a little too long because you were so pretty. hell, even on the night you met, he kept ted up for an extra hour purely gushing over you.

he sees that you're smiling a lot more than you have been ever since the breakup. he knew that you liked schlatt and noticed how you looked at him when you met. there was definitely something there between you two.

"i'm gonna get another beer, want anything?" schlatt asks.

"just some water, thanks."

schlatt nods, standing from his spot and moving to the drink area. as he searches for a water bottle, ted comes up behind him.

"jesus christ, man, you scared the shit out of me!" schlatt grumbles, smacking ted on the arm.

"you know, this is the happiest i've seen y/n since the breakup." ted says, handing schlatt a can of beer.

"really?"

"yeah. they really like you. and i know how much you like them." ted wiggles his eyebrows, earning an eye roll and another smack from schlatt.

"shut up dude, i'm just tryin' to make 'em smile. they deserve it."

"i know, i know."

and from that point on, ted was going to try and get you two together. schlatt was in la for another week and ted knew he had a limited time to work his magic.

you were over ted's place every night since the party. what started out as a smaller gathering with you, schlatt and a few of your shared la friends turned into just the three of you.

and you loved hanging out with them. you were happy to have more time to hang out with schlatt and get to know him better. there was something about him that drew you to him, ever since you met for the first time months ago. and now that you were able to finally sit down and talk to him properly, you could properly assess your feelings for him.

and of course schlatt's feelings for you increased the more he hung out with you. you were just so amazing and fascinating and beautiful, how could he not catch feelings?

on the last night and last gathering before schlatt's flight back to texas, you went out to eat with the boys. you drank one too many margaritas which had you giggly and clingy, particularly toward schlatt.

he offered to drive you home after dinner, mostly to make sure nothing bad happened while you were drunk. ted happily obliged, letting schlatt use his truck while he ubered back to his place.

"johnnyyy... you're so kind. so sweet for taking me homeeee..." you slur, lightly tapping him on the shoulder.

"of course. need to make sure you're okay."

you giggle, thanking him. there was something about your drunken laughter that had schlatt absolutely swooning. you were so cute.

he helped you out of the car and up the stairs to your apartment. you try to take your keys out of your purse but drop them, the loud clang of the metal shocking you. "oh fuck."

"here, i gotcha." schlatt bends down to pick the keys up. you gasp loudly when the keys land in your hands.

"thank you! thank you so much! you got my keys! you got my keys!" you lean in to kiss him on the cheek.

he's absolutely star-struck at that, not even realizing that the door to your apartment opened and one of your roommates was standing there.

"thanks for bringing them home, i'll take it from here." they say. they help walk you inside the apartment before shutting the door.

"yeah, no problem..." schlatt goes down the stairs with an extra pep in his step, and once he's safe inside the car, he lets out an actual squeal.

"ted. they kissed me. they KISSED ME!"

#scout <3 #jschlatt x reader #schlatt x reader #jschlatt fluff #jschlatt imagine #schlatt fic #schlatt fanfic #schlatt fluff #jschlatt fic #jschlatt fanfic #schlatt imagine

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kookslastbutton · 2 years

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Still got it ༓ myg (m)

✑ Summary: "Say it again. I dare you to say that shit again, y/n."

On your 10th wedding anniversary you decide to voice out some slight marital concerns to your husband Yoongi. You also slip out that you don't think he can get you off given the fact that the last time the two of you got it on was months ago. Yoongi makes you eat your words.

Pairing: doctor!Yoongi x wife!reader (f.)

AU/genre: smut, fluff, slight angst, marriage AU, non-idol AU, aged up (Yoongi is 38)

Rating: M, 18+

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: slight brat!reader, sub!reader, dom!yoongi, oral (f), swearing, begging kink, rough sex, biting kink, edging, penetration, vaginal fingering, foreplay, some nipple play, dirty talk, orgasm denial, squirting, doctor kink, slight marital issues (Yeah, sex mostly lmao)

Now Playing: Yeah, I said it - Rihanna

A/N: hey thanks for stopping by 😊 husband!yoongi is such a dream so i wrote this 😍 anyway pls enjoy.

You had to admit, he was still quite a catch but watching Yoongi re-adjust in his seat for the hundredth time and tap his fingers on the table impatiently wasn't how you pictured celebrating your 10th anniversary. Oh wait! Actually, you're anniversary was last week but there was an emergency at the hospital and Yoongi being an ER surgeon was called in last minute.

"I'm sorry honey but work just called and it's urgent. I have to go in. I know we were going out for our anniversary tonight but we'll have to postpone those plans."

You gave him a nod in response before he pressed a quick peck to your lips and slipped out the door. This was becoming the norm. Yoongi practically lived at the hospital. Being recently promoted as the Director of Operations at your job caused you to be out of the house quite a bit as well. The only time you and your husband spent together was in bed, sleeping. Maybe mutually passed out too, depending on the day. Enough was enough. You needed to resolve this.

Now back to the present. You spoke up.

"You're anxious."

"I'm not." He denied, stilling his fingers.

"You are. I can tell you want to leave."

"I don't want to leave y/n. I'm completely fine. Here, the food is coming."

Your waiter placed the dishes in front of you before moving to greet the next table. Yoongi watched you as you picked up your fork slowly. You hesitated before placing it back down on the table.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

The look on your face was one he was familiar with. You had something to say and he wasn't going to like it.

"Our marriage is hitting a wall."

"What? That's not true. Where's this coming from? Our marriage is fine." The look on your husband's face was nothing short of confusion.

"How can it be fine? We hardly see each other anymore. You rushing in the door at 5am while I rush out doesn't count as quality time you know. We're like two ships in the night." Your voice grew harsh but Yoongi's stayed nonchalant.

"Honey we're busy adults. I know we haven't had a ton of time on our hands lately but-"

"Lately? Nothing exciting has happened between us in months Yoongi. Don't you see? I feel like I don't even have a husband anymore."

"Y/n, what are you talking about? Your husband's right here. I'm Min Yoongi and your Min Y/n. We don't need every moment of our marriage to have earth shattering romance for that to be true."

"I know we don't need constant romantic gestures but it'd like some. It shouldn't all just go away because you think it should."

"Since when did I say I want it to go away? Are we not on a date right now? Doing romantic things and all that shit."

"All that shit. Wow, how did you ever woo me?"

"Well, it wasn't that hard after getting you in my bed. You were all over me."

"Oh don't get cocky. It was my bed, not yours."

"Whatever, it was still me drilling into you while you screamed, 'Argh Yoongi faster, faster'. You were ready to marry me right then and there. And oh look, that's what happened."

"You know what? It doesn't even matter. Especially since we haven't had sex in months. You probably can't even get me off anymore it's been so long." You crossed your arms.

"You don't mean that." He scoffed, looking straight into your eyes.

"Have I ever not meant what I say?"

"Hurry up and eat y/n. We're leaving in 10 minutes."

"Have something to prove do you?"

"It certainly seems that way, given that my wife doubts me."

Wanting to rile him up more you smirked. "Well good luck convincing me, Dr. Min."

Any form of amusement left your husband in that moment.

"We're leaving. Now."

Once the front door of your house slammed shut Yoongi practically jumped on you, shoving you to the nearest wall. Gripping on both sides of your hips he connected your lips together. You let out a small moan which Yoongi took as his opportunity to push his tongue between your lips and into your mouth. You tried putting up a fight with your own tongue but you loss quickly.

"Stop it," he mumbled before lifting your right leg up and hooking it around his waist.

He began grinding his bulge against your center, causing you to bring your hands up to his hair and yank on the soft strands. He was definitely hard. That you can guarantee. He moved to your neck moments later, sucking on the delicate skin before biting down on it.

"Yoongi!" You cried out in pleasure.

"Too hard?" He asked.

"No, no keep going."

With your approval he continued licking, sucking, and biting your neck. You knew there were definitely going to be marks tomorrow. Thank god it was the weekend.

Releasing your leg from around his waist he lifted you up in his sturdy arms and carried you into your shared bedroom. He threw you on the bed.

"Undress," he commanded. If it were any other time you'd definitely refuse, just to test his patience a little. But you hadn't had sex in months so without hesitation you pulled the silk blouse over your head quicker than you could think. He loosened his tie from around his neck before ripping his own shirt open, exposing those muscular shoulders you loved digging your fingernails into.

Skirt now on the ground, you reached behind your back to unhook your bra. Your breasts bounced slightly as you moved to pull your lace panties off and toss them with your skirt on the floor.

"Fuck." You mutually swore when you both gazed at each other's nakedness. His cock was already leaking with precum and you were sure your come was going to spill out any minute just by looking at it.

Eagerly, he joined you on the bed and took your face between his palms to pull you into a rough kiss. His hands moved down to your breasts seconds after, gropping them harshly.

"Your nipples are quite stiff," he observed.

"No shit, your gropping the hell out of my tits right now."

He smirked slightly before taking the hardened buds between his fingers. He rolled them between his thumb and third finger, causing a shock of pleasure to rush through your body. If he doesn't get to your pussy soon your fingers might slip down there themselves. Just saying.

After giving your nipples a harsh tug, Yoongi bent his head down to your chest. Your back arched as he licked around your left nipple teasingly.

"Just suck it. Can't wait much longer," you demanded.

"You should try saying that again. I think you're forgetting something."

"Pl-please?"

"Please what?"

This fucker, you thought.

"Please…Dr. Min."

Satisfied, he wrapped his lips around your nipple, sucking it firmly. He moved to your right breast and repeated the motion. After a few minutes of sucking your tits he guided you down on your back. He began planting open mouth kisses down your stomach but stopped just above your cunt. Prying open your legs he smirked again.

"So I can't make you cum anymore, but apparently I can still make you wet."

"Who said I was wet?" You argued. Yes, you knew you were obviously soaked down there. But you couldn't just let him win that easily.

"Hm," he began, fingers gently grazing across your clit, "you're telling me that if I push my fingers in your cunt, curl them a bit, and pull them back out, they won't be completely drenched?"

Before you could deny it a spark of pleasure surged through your body. One of Yoongi's fingers had slipped into your aching sex in one quick motion.

"Ah fuck, I knew you were lying. You're picking up a bad habit baby." He slipped in another finger, pumping and curling them both between your walls. You forgot how much further his fingers could reach compared to yours. "Shit, it's a fucking lake down here."

"This is-argh, nothing," you protested.

Without hesitation Yoongi slipped in a third finger. You gasped loudly at the new intrusion but it was nothing compared to the moan you let out when he began lapping at it your cunt with his tongue. And yes, he continued pushing his fingers in and out of you at the same time.

"Ah shit! Don't fucking stop, Yoongi. Feels too good."

Wanting more, he pulled his fingers out of you and wrapped his mouth completely over your cunt. His tongue licked across your sex hotly before dipping between your folds.

"Arghh fuck, fuck fuck fuck!" You cursed, pulling at the bed sheets. Hips arching up and thighs spread even more apart, you pushed your cunt into Yoongi's mouth. A deep groan come out of him in response.

"Well, I think I still remember where your g-spot is Mrs. Min."

"Don't flatter yourself, you're a doctor. Of course you know. Also I still haven't come ye-." Before you could finish that sentence your first orgasm of the night ripped through your body. Your husband's lips now glistened with your arousal to which he gladly wiped off with his tongue.

"What was that? Sorry, you didn't get to finish what you were saying since you were too busy coming all over my mouth." Smart ass.

"I need your cock in me, and I need it fast," you spat back.

"Not until you say it."

"Say what?"

"That I can't make you come."

"Yoon-."

"Say it again. I dare you to say that shit again, y/n."

"I-I meant with your cock!" Hey you wanted to keep your pride a little longer. Had to think of something.

"You're fucking unreal," he scoffed before taking his cock into his hand and stroking it a bit. "Alright, I'll fuck you. But you're not just coming. You're gonna squirt all over me."

Hovering over your body he urged you to wrap your arms and legs around him. The tip of his cock brushed over your folds gently before sinking into your wet heat. You both moaned in unison at the delicious stretch.

"Fuck, you're still soaked down here. Tell me when," he said.

After giving him the go ahead your husband started moving himself gradually in and out of you but it wasn't enough.

"Mhmm Yoongi faster," you pleaded.

"Now where have I heard that before?" He teased, eyes shimmering with playfulness.

"Yoongi!"

"Alright, alright. Hang tight baby." Yoongi sped up his movements in an instant. His cock began digging so far down your cunt it had you screaming and clenching like crazy. The scratches on his back were going to be quite the sight when all was said and done.

"That's it baby. Keep squeezing around me. God I missed your sexy cunt. Wanna be in it all night."

"Nghhh, Yoongi! I want that! W-we don't work tomorrow so we can. "

"Fuck, I'll do it. I'll do anything for you. I love you. Shit, my cock is so drenched right now!"

"Arghh Dr. Min!"

"Scream that louder baby! I love it when you use my title." Yoongi took his cock all the way out before slamming back into your wet heat. And yes, he was still fucking hard as a rock.

"Dr. M-Min! Oh god. Yeah, keep going. I love your cock!"

Continuing to fuck you into oblivion was going heavenly, until you had to come.

"Please, Doctor." You begged your husband.

"Please what? What do you need?"

"I gotta to, I need-."

"Need what?"

"I need to come! Fuck!"

"You need a plum?"

"No, I said I need to come!"

"You're numb?"

"Dammit Yoongi, this isn't time to fake deaf. Let me come!"

"Oh you need to come? I'm sorry but my wife said I couldn't do that anymore. With my cock at least. Sorry to disappoint you. But if you'd like, I can edge you for all eternity."

"No! Don't! You're wife is a fucking liar who was just mad about being apart from her husband for so long. She didn't mean it. She just missed you. She's also gonna make a mess of your cock soon whether you let her or not!" Screaming you dug your nails into his shoulders. The fucker decided to thrust his hips further against your own, as if he wasn't already deep enough.

"What's this? Is my wife saying she was wrong?"

"Yes, yes she was wrong. She says she's sorry and that she really needs to come. Please, Dr. Min."

Happy with your declaration of defeat Yoongi decided it was time to let you have your release. "Damn right she needs to come. Coat this cock baby. Want to feel you gushing arou-AH FUCKING HELL!"

Ropes of his come suddenly shot through your cunt all at once, making you feel so full. You were going to say something smart but your own orgasm interrupted you. And what a fucking mess that was. You ended up squirting all over the bed and all over your husband.

"Oh hell yeah baby!"

"Oh my god! Are you-are you okay? Yoongi!"

"Are you kidding? I'm living for this! I told you I was going to make you squirt, didn't I?"

"Yeah but…"

"But what? Didn't think I could do that either?" He snorted, pulling himself out of you.

"Hey! I said I was sorry."

"I know. I'm sorry too. And you're right, we've been apart for too long. I promise I'm gonna fix that but right now, I think we should clean up."

Biting your lip slightly you looked into his eyes. "We're going again aren't we? After we clean up a little? I mean if you're tired then-"

"Ride my cock or let me take you from behind?"

"Both. But I was thinking, can I suck your cock first?"

A/N: I'm so pleased that you'd come read my fics and do hope that you will find some joy in them. That said I'd really love to hear your feedback more than anything. It helps me grow as an author and put out more fics for you all to enjoy. 💕

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hey… what are some songs u think would fit shimamitsu

hi hi i know you sent me this ask a few days ago but i took this question very seriously and thought too hard about it. today i finally come here with answers!

of course. i know hispanic shimamitsu enjoyers can back me up here. the song's about someone who struggles to understand their feelings and how frustrating it is for them to want to get close to the person they like but not being able to be vulnerable/open up. but something about this person helps them realize that they "are not better off alone" and they wonder if this person has "the gift to cure their pain" (which is the name of the song, don = gift). sounds familiar...?

break up song bc we always need one when it comes to shimamitsu. this one's about two people that decide to break up as a sort of preventive measure. they already know the end of their relationship is near so instead of hurting each other and growing apart over time, they decide to end things early. i love this song bc when you read the lyrics you notice it's worded like a tentative question ("wouldn't you rather...?") and there's a lot of conditionals as well ("if we're going to continue like this", "if that's us") which might mean that these two people aren't completely sure about their decision, and makes you wonder if the end they talk about really is that close. the lyrics remind me a lot of mitsumi specifically, her worries about the future and thoughts like "i can't do this bc i know i'll just keep worrying about it"

man. just read the lyrics. i've mentioned a few times the shimamitsu light/darkness thingy right (how we have multiple scenes where shima and mitsumi are looking at each other and mitsumi's bathed in light while shima's covered in shadows) (plus the "you're so dazzling and so far away" scene we all know and love). well. what could be more shimamitsu than a song where the speaker is the moon and it sings about how much closer it wants to be to the shining sun. nothing else to add

^ which translates to 'hesitate'. this one's very chapter 41 mitsumi imo. the lyrics make me think of the thoughts she was having before confessing, the whole 'i don't want you to know but if i don't let you know things will just stay the same" kinda thing

trying not to tear up while i type this bc this song is sooo them. the basis of mitsumi and shima's relationship has always been their mutual trust and support, even before there were any romantic feelings involved. this song talks about how much it hurts to know someone you love is sad or going through a hard time and being unable to do anything about it. just read these lines: "whenever i see you hurting silently/i want to make you smile again", "even for a little bit, i want to be a help for you/i hope that i could be a resting place for you" , "i'm sorry that there's not much i can do for you/other than staying by your side" like COME ONNN this is THEM

and to wrap things up! hug has a similar vibe to when you love someone and we were talking about svt so ofc i had to add it ^^

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just-antithings · 14 days

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For a popular ship in my fandom (the closest thing to an OTP I'll ever have prob) there's a discord which has the rules, "nothing illegal here such as incest, pedophilia, or rape." The other rule was "no arguing about the rules."

They're obviously free to moderate the space however they want. They're the ones running the server. If I don't like it, I'm free to bounce, which is exactly what I promptly did lol.

However, the more I sat with this, the more it occurred to me just what a ridiculous case of bad faith anti virtue signaling this was.

With my blog for that fandom, on my mutual list alone, there are fellow fic writers from Scandanavia, Brazil, the UK, Mexico, and France. The source material is from Japan. Should people in the discord be obeying one of *those* counties' laws or the source material's?

The fact that I can assume the answer is no and that we're defaulting to U.S. law is actually outrageously ethnocentric, even moreso than it might be in other fandoms given how small it is these days. If you're in a chat with 50 people, 25 of whom aren't residents from your country, and you say "oh and of course don't be a filthy, disgusting law-breaker and bad citizen uwu" that's about half the group you've just been a pretty big asshole to 😬 "Me, me, me."

Even if we are defaulting to U.S. law, it's a ludicrous request. Take the rules literally and we shouldn't even be talking about canon because "break the law and damn the consequences" is the biggest running bit in the story lmao. Again, they're asking us to assume--this time that they're only talking about the REALLY bad stuff, sex, which is uniquely bad and evil and dirty and wrong even more than murder or torture (both of which also happen in the show) of course.

I can think of ten classic fics in this fandom which technically wouldn't/dubiously pass their rules. Wildly popular high school AUs and stuff that I suspect they wouldn't think counted, but how are the members of the discord supposed to know that? If we're all in a room, and you say "alright, I'm running this meeting! Also I'm laying my Christian Gun on the table, just to have it out for any FILTHY, HELL-BOUND PERVERTS taking refuge here, kay? What? Nuh-uh NO arguing about the gun you unruly children!" ....people with good ideas are going to leave, or not share them out of fear. Way to speed up the death of our fandom.

Finally, that example leads me to something even more fundamental that bothered me a lot about this: are they seriously under the impression that people are going to plug their filthy copefics/darkfics in a public space about a general popular ship of two characters who canonically haven't even kissed? It's inherently accusatory and condescending and noxious.

Anyways, sorry this got long. Thanks for having this inbox open so people like me can share stuff like this that's hard to talk about in small fandoms.

#mod erin #ask #just anti things #posted without comment #incest mention #pedophillia mention #rape mention #torture mention #murder mention

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bratphilia · 4 months

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Game! Ship your mutuals with someone YOU think they match 🤭

okay bye im so sorry if i forgot anyone i tried to include everyone i possibly could

@dilfity obviously william afton but specifically steve raglan idk. he's a creep which u and i both LOVE and we're just going to ignore the fact that he's a manipulative asshole (bc i know you can outsmart those guys easily) even tho its v hard to ignore uhm!!! yeah. he doesnt deserve you tbhhhh but the power of dilfism compels you

@woodsypup listen i know you're an afton fucker but here me out okay bb? MIKE. he loves your feminine touch to everything, but with the hint of darkness that you bring to it. he finds it sooooo sexy actually and you have him so whipped to the point where he looks up how to do hairstyles with bows

@gilfhub post!di leon but as your grandpa. enough said. it's what you deserve cherry berry. he spoils tf out of you!! brings you back an expensive gift from san francisco, maybe some jewelry topped off with a my melody plushie!!

@wherenymphsroam hey new moot uhm this is my chance to say i love you and your work so hey have og re4!leon!! i love him and his fucked uppery and i present you with a traumatized, restless, puppy dog baby boy.

@iwantyouinacage vendetta!leon bc.. dilfism is just too strong. maybe he kidnaps you after stalking you for months as a way to confess his love to you, except you're not going to leave him even if you choose the wrong answer <3 love you ami-bear!!

@ghoulsgraveyard stu fucking macher as your step bro. yes yes the taboo-ness of your relationship makes it well taboo but like hear me out. he does all the disgusting tormenting shit we've talked about in my server as a way to win your affection bc my poor boy is absolutely rizzless when it comes to you :( only cares about you and billy thats it.

@d10nyx re4 remake!leon + ada!! you wrote ada so fucking well that i literally think about that fic every time we interact with each other my god. the two of them love spoiling you with gifts, souvenirs from their missions, and spooning you in bed!! it's the cutest thing ever actually and i wish the three of you sooo well

@minaslilblog you're going to hate me LMAOOO but silver eyes series!william afton. not dave miller but before he went under the alias n shit so hey you get plus size william which is literally my dream. i'm handing it to you bc i trust you. don't fuck it up, okay? (lovingly)

@kissingrhi roman mf roy. enough said. he's your short, pocket sized king. he loves it when you wear heels, unable to keep his eyes off your feet actually, because all he can think about is them on top of his face while you make him lick your shoes, or ride them, or you taking them off and throwing them at him. also you're literally his pride and joy, his favorite person even though he'll never admit it

#uhm this is kinda bad im sorry #anyways #also like. i can add some if anyone wants to be included i jus feel bad about forgetting some ppl LMFAO #🎀 — answered

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pencil-peach · 5 months

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G Witch Onscreen Text: Episode 19

Haku Haku ! It is once again time! This is part 20 of my series where I transcribe and discuss the onscreen text of G Witch, as well as talk about and analyze interesting things episode by episode. We're on Episode 19: "Not the Best Way."

<< Click here to return to Episode 18 Or Click here to return to the Masterpost

We're going back to Earth...

We open the episode on a conversation between Guel and Miorine. Miorine comments on how close they are to earth, and Guel responds, "You've always wanted to go there, right?" (Left)

It could be read that Notrette might have been Earthian, which is one of the reasons why Miorine wanted to go there so badly, to be closer to her mother.

After Kenanji enters and leaves, Miorine asks him, "Don't you hate being back on Earth even more?"

I'm really really fascinated by this line because it means that at some point, Guel and Miorine talked about what happened to him when he was on Earth. How much did he tell her? Does she know about Seethia? Does she know that he killed his father? What I wouldn't give to have seen that conversation.

On the whole, I really enjoy the brief glimpses we get into their post-Asticassia dynamic. It's hard to call them friends exactly, but it's clear their relationship is now built on mutual trust and respect. And despite the seriousness of their circumstances, they can still be silly with each other: Miorine: Are you really the same Guel Jeturk...? Guel: Plus, I can't trust you to handle the negotiations alone. Mio: HA??? What's that supposed to mean?? [Angrily drinks her juice.] Or like in last episode where Guel shows her the schwarzette and she's really angrily like, "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME??" and he's like "IT'S NEWS TO ME TOO OKAY!!!"

Like they're silly! It's cute !

Sorry for liking Guel Jeturk it will happen every day forever until I die lol

Look at his gay little pose here. Why is he sitting like that. It's making me so mad look at him.

When Godoy tells Prospera that he's located and verified the source of the Lfrith Models, Prospera comments that she's, "...grateful [he] has so many friends."

I've already talked about how sad I am that we never learn anything about Godoy, considering that he seems to have connections all across space. How did he and Prospera meet, I wonder? How did he become so connected? Is he Earthian? I guess it's just one of those things we'll never know.

Anyway, Prospera tells him that "The wait is over," and to "please proceed with the preparations." Lending further credence that Quiet Zero being completed was never an issue. The only remaining issue to correct was the existence of the Lfriths, and now that it's being taken care of, it can truly begin.

I like that Secelia just actually gives Martin good counseling in this scene but is definitely also just fucking with him. She's a good person but also happens to be a bitch. She's perfect !

As the Benerit Gang take the Permet lift down to the station, we hear over an intercom that in accordance with the "Earth Sphere Biological Protection Act," all passengers entering from beyond the Earth Sphere are required to undergo a biosecurity check. (Left) This isn't the first time we overhear biosafety information over an intercom, as in Episode 2 (Right) we hear a brief glimpse about preventive measures being put in place to stop the infectious spread of a disease known as "SV29." (There's also an anecdote in Cradle Planet where Suletta recieves a vaccination)

It seems that biosafety is a major concern in Ad Stella, which makes sense, spaceborn illnesses must be super scary !

Something to note is that in the next scene, we see a panning shot of a highway, with a visible highway exit sign in front. But unlike many of the other signs in the show, the text on the sign is completely illegible, being made up of random shapes and characters from a handful of languages.

This might have been done to ensure Quinharbor's location remains vague, and isn't grounded within any specific place or country on Earth.

As we drive down the highway, we see some protest signs attached to a chain link fence.

From top to bottom, left to right, these seem to say: (* denotes when I'm making an educated guess) - Down with Spacian oppression - Spacians GO BACK TO SPACE - TAKE YOUR WARS BACK TO SPACE* - NO MORE MS VIOLENCE - Benerit ignores Earthian lives - ENOUGH! END MS VIOLENCE NOW!

The one I want to bring special attention to is the one in the center, partially hidden behind the "Down with Spacian oppression" sign. At first I assumed it was, "Stop TAKING our lives for your own wealth," but when i looked closer I saw that the visible portion of that word is "-CKING." When I tried to assume what word it could be, truth be told I could only come up with:

STOP HACKING OUR LIVES FOR YOUR OWN WEALTH or, STOP FUCKING OUR LIVES FOR YOUR OWN WEALTH

You can decide which one you want to be true.

I really like how Guel is just fucking awful at this whole running a company thing. King you can't just bail on an important negotiation like this no wonder ur company is in freefall.

But that's just the kind of person he is. He's open hearted but short sighted, and doesn't think things through as much as he should. But he's trying, so we can appreciate him anyway (Although to be honest it's probably for the best he wasn't there.)

At the table with the Earthain Negotiators, we can see that there are two empty seats next to Miorine. One of them was meant for Guel, and the other was presumably for Kenanji.

Also, seeing as how it keeps being mentioned but isn't explained specifically, I think it's important to clarify what the doctor means when he talks about "The proxy wars you force onto us through war partitioning."

As best as I understand it, Delling and the Benerit Group have been exercising control over Earth (as well as providing a consistent market for their main export, weapon manufacturing) by instigating and arming conflicts across the planet along carefully partitioned political borders.

If Earthians are constantly fighting amongst themselves, they'll be unable to unite as a people against Spacians. (Remember, an impending interplanetary war is currently a major fear)

Remember what Rajan says to Miorine about Dellings motive: "And yet... even if he could control conflict through war partitioning, he never managed to achieve order [...] there was always some new enemy or rebellion."

It's important not to divorce Delling's motives from his beliefs. When Rajan says "he never managed to achieve order," or, "there was always some new enemy or rebellion," you have to ask yourself what "order" or an "enemy" means to a man who wholeheartedly believes that anyone beneath him should fully and unquestioningly submit to his will.

Quiet Zero only makes sense as a solution to a man who is too arrogant to realize that he is the disease which is causing the symptom. But we're not there yet. Let's continue.

When Norea is having her breakdown, she's drawing this picture before her pencil snaps. At a glance, it's easy to assume that she isn't drawing anything and is just scribbling nonsense, but if you look closely, she was drawing a spider being eaten by a venus flytrap (and then started scribbling over it.)

When 5lan looks through her notebook, we see some more. (Left) We see a more abstracted piece of a decaying mechanical clown head (Although it could be a broken down amusement park ride. The DOF lived near an abandoned water park prior to Plant Quetta), a spider with its prey in a web, and a decaying deer carcass.

(Right) And the landscape that 5lan wanted her to show him

Here we see the truth behind Norea's breakdown. Sophie was the only person who understood her, and now that she's dead, she’s all alone. They were supposed to always be together, but the only way for her to follow Sophie now is to die herself, and she's deathly afraid to die.

Sophie and Norea were opposites in how they coped with the disposability of their lives. Norea was afraid to die, and so she coped with it by drawing the death and decay she was constantly surrounded by. But Sophie coped by taking pride in it. She constantly sought out danger to prove to herself that she was alive. (Like in Episode 12 when she activates Permet Score 4: "My heart is hurting so badly...I can't... breathe... but I'm still alive!") In her mind, fighting for her life was what gave it meaning. She wasn't afraid to die, and in a way, she sought out Ericht so badly because she wanted to find someone strong enough to kill her. (Not in a suicidal way but in a putting it all on the line way.)

Norea pretended she was unafraid too, to keep up with Sophie, but she was always afraid. And now that Sophie is gone, she has nobody left. She has nothing to live for, but is too afraid to die. Her life is somehow even more pointless than it already was.

(Left) The moral of the story is that if you're depressed, the solution is some good soup.

(Right) Agh, I wish so badly we got some supplementary material about Chuchu and Nika. But that's a conversation for later.

When we meet up with Kenanji and Guel, they're talking to Sedo, who mentions that he's an "official refugee designated by the special reconstruction plan." His official description on the G Witch website explains a little more, stating that he "lives in a designated recovery plan area on Earth." It seems that there are consistent zones on the planet dedicated to war and infrastructure recovery.

We learn about the child rearing academy Grassley runs here as well, but we'll talk about that next episode, when it's meaning becomes more relevant. Oh, and, nobody asked but the shirt Guel is wearing here is the second shirt we see him wearing that has holes in it. (The first is the sweatshirt he wears in Episode 16.) So y'know. If you wanted to know.

So, here we learn that Shaddiq's birth name was "Jeru Ogul," and "because of that name, everyone at the Academy called him 'Prince.'"

At first I didn't what Kenanji meant by this at all, but after thinking about it and doing some research, I think I understand it now. He's called "Prince" because "Jeru" is short for "Jerusalem." This pun is actually localized from the original Japanese script too, as his name is not "Jeru" in Japanese, It's "Ieru" (イエル) as in, short for "Ierusaremu" (イェルサレム) (Jerusalem is not spoken with a J sound in Japanese because it's based on the original Hebrew pronunciation of the word, which is yerushalaim)

A remarkable child from Jerusalem? It's not a huge leap from that to calling him "Prince." (It's Jesus. It's a reference to Jesus Christ. Now that you know that you should go back and look at his character and the things he does. You'll be like, ooooohhhh, ohhh my goooodddd)

I think a lot about how Miorine immediately keeps cool and analyzes the situation logically, as opposed to Guel's righteous fury. I also like how Miorine knows Shaddiq well enough to immediately clock exactly how to catch him in the act and where he's keeping Sarius. (She's completely correct about all of it too.) She knows him better than anybody, after all.

As the fated moment begins, Eri activates a data storm around Quinharbor to take control of an Earthian tank. (Left) The error message displayed is:

CONTROL LOCKOUT: Control has been overridden due to effects of data storm space. ERROR CODE: [569]

Later, as Prospera retreats to grab Aerial's canon, we can see Miorine attempt to contact her (Which she quickly declines.) (Right)

TEXT: (Left) CODENAME: SOPHIE PULONE MS: LFRITH UR AFFILIATION: Ochs Earth Corporation

MS: LFRITH UR MODEL NO: EDM-GA-01 HEADHEIGHT: 21.2m WEIGHT: 75.9t BASE MS: GUNDAM LFRITH PRE-PRODUCTION MODEL (Ochs Earth Corporation) CHARACTERISTICS: Combat-specific unit intended for short-decisive combats, its output has been greatly increased even among the combat specific types. MAIN WEAPON: BEAM GATLING GUN / PHASED ARRAY CANON

(Right) CODENAME: NOREA DU NOC MS: LFRITH THORN AFFILIATION: Ochs Earth Corporation

MODEL NO: EDM-GA-02 HEADHEIGHT: 14.4m WEIGHT: 41.2t BASE MS: GUNDAM LFRITH PRE-PRODUCTION MODEL (Ochs Earth Corporation) CHARACTERISTICS: Support type unit intended for wide area control. Long arms and legs stabilize the center of gravity enabling advanced combat maneuvers. MAIN WEAPON: BEAM DIFFUSE GUN / PHASED ARRAY CANON

As Prospera breaks into the bunker holding the Lfriths, she pulls up Pilot data files (Tagged SO-3) on Sophie on Norea. Of critical importance here is that according to these files, "Sophie Pulone" and "Norea Du Noc" are referred to as the girls' codenames, not their real names. (Keep this in mind I'm gonna do a really cool thing next episode you're gonna be like ohh noooo) The girls are also affiliated specifically with Ochs Earth, which was supposed to have been defunct immediately after Vanadis.

Less Important but also worth mentioning is that Base Aerial was running "SYS Ver. E.S," a clever nod to Eri's initials, Ericht Samaya, but rebuild has changed that, instead running "SYS Ver. 2.0"

Also, we never get a clear look at it, but the board Bel and Feng were sitting in front of is labeled "ADJUSTMENT OF GUND PROSTHETIC LEG OPERATION." And seems to be data on a subsequent series of tests regarding the legs movement and calibration.

Okay, so, before we proceed, it's probably a good idea to clarify the current political reveals which are being made here. I think there are a lot of names being thrown around and due to the time constraints of the show, I don't think they were able to explain it as well as it could have been.

If you aren't interested, that's okay, you can just scroll past here, but I think it's important to try and understand it. I'll try and keep it as simple as possible: (This is also as best as I understand it, so ultimately take it with a grain of salt)

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The Space Assembly League is an administrative organization meant to mediate political problems and maintain peace within space. While the Benerit Group is an exceedingly powerful corporation, it's still a corporation, not a governmental institution. It has to, in theory, answer to the rules and regulations set by the League.

The problem is that the Benerit Group has become TOO powerful. Its reach and influence across space has long eclipsed even the League in terms of political power. At some point after Vanadis, the League's High Council (the people at the top of the organization, to be clear) realized this, and began to formulate a plan that would allow it to eventually suppress, and possibly even break up, the Benerit Group.

But the first issue to overcome was this: The Space Assembly League is a governmental institution, and is beholden to its own regulations. Without probable cause, it would be unable to justifiably interfere with the Benerit Group, who, by its own standards, were not openly violating the law.

So, in order to intervene with the Group, the council realized it needed to secretly contrive a reason to accuse the Group of threatening peace among the fronts, thereby giving the League the probable cause it needs to dissolve it.

(It's important to keep in mind that this plan was being conducted SPECIFICALLY by the League's High Council. By and large, the majority of the Space Assembly League DO NOT KNOW this is happening. Feng and Guston are official investigators FOR the league and discovered the conspiracy themselves during their investigation.)

This is where Ochs Earth comes in. The League obviously could not openly begin funding terrorist organizations, but it COULD secretly fund Ochs Earth, a MS Company that was very openly and publicly obliterated, and that everyone still believes to be defunct. An army of Gundams would be perfect to cause enough conflict to accuse the Group.

But here comes the second issue: How exactly do they plan to pull this off? It would be hard to organize and execute a plan of that scale without some kind of middle man. The League couldn't risk openly communicating with anti-Spacian organizations, it would be too risky.

Which is where Shaddiq comes into play. Whether or not he knew the League's intentions beforehand, he contacted them with his own plans to dissolve the group. He was the bridge that connected the League and Ochs Earth with the Dawn of Fold, and being so closely involved with the Group, he could know exactly when would be best to strike.

This eventually led to the Plant Quetta incident. Though the intention was to assassinate Delling, the unjust (and illegal) retribution of the Group upon Earthians after the fact seemed like the perfect cause needed for the League to act.

But that plan didn't work. Remember, the League is a Spacian Organization. And the unfortunate fact of the matter is that Spacians, by and large, do not care about Earthians. The unjust murder and torture of Earthians was not enough to turn public opinion (even within the league itself) far enough for the League to justify intervening.

So they tried again, with the attack on the school. Shaddiq focused on his side of the plan, working on dissolving the group from the inside by taking advantage of the imminent Presidential race, while the Ochs Earth witches stirred up more violence and discord within the Group, focusing on threatening the lives of Spacians instead, which leads us to where we are now.

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OKAY. damn. that was long. again, this is as best as I understand it, and I might be off the mark in some regards. Either way, I hope this cleared things up for you at least somewhat! Unless you scrolled past which, in that case, 1000 palms of death.

Here we see the GUND-Bit Canon firing at full output. It's the only time we see it do this, and even then we don't REALLY see it unfortunately. Still though, it should be noted that with one blast the cannon destroyed all the Lfriths in the bunker, and was so powerful it blasted THROUGH the bunker AND the mountain it was stationed in. Utterly terrifying.

But the truly tragic thing about this scene is what Prospera has done, and what that truly means. Think about what her actions have interrupted. It's not just that she's completely ruined the negotiations between Miorine and the Earthians. It's specifically how she managed to bridge that gap. With the GUND Prosthetic Legs.

This meeting was the ideals of Cardo Nabo and GUND finally being realized. GUND technology paving a way to a brighter future, finally bringing Earthians and Spacians together on equal ground. This was the future that GUND was going to save. When Prospera destroys the Lfriths, she calls Ochs Earth "The heinous sinners who trampled on GUND's ideals," but in this very moment, she has done the exact same. For the sake of Eri's future, she even struck down the future her family died trying to protect.

After the event, we see various news outlets covering the event.

Left: (From Extra Orbital Reports) BENERIT GROUP MS FIRE ON HOUSING COMPLEXES OF ANTI-SPACIAN GROUPS, WITH MANY CASUALTIES - WITH NO OFFICIAL STATEMENT FROM BENERIT GROUP REGARDING ATTACKS, ITS UNCLEAR WHETHER SITUATION WILL BE RESOLVED

Middle: (From Planetary News Broadcast) [...] when Benerit MS responded to street protest by setting up roadblocks - [...] now turning into urban warfare as anti-Spacian side counterattacks with militarized mobile craft

Right: (Fom INTERPLANETARY NEWS NETWORK) IN RESPONSE TO BENERIT GROUP'S ATTACK, EARTH INDEPENDENCE MOVEMENT LEADER DECLARES THEY WILL JOIN FIGHT FOR INDEPENDENCE - With Benerit forces dispersed as explosions take place throughout the city, fierce fighting develops between the two sides.

It seems like communications have fully broken down. The Earthians are more devoted to their demand for independence as ever. Things are even worse than before. The future has never looked worse.

When Suletta sees the news broadcast, she remembers what Ericht said to her about not being able to cling to either her or their mother anymore, but afterwards, we see a silent shot of her saying something else. It's impossible to know exactly what she's saying, (anime lip flap moment)

But personally, considering the context, and the syllables she's sounding out, to me I think she's saying "gomenasai" (I'm sorry)

And with that dour note, it seems like things can't get any worse. But, well, we all know if things can't get worse, they will.

>> Episode 20: The End of Hope The Masterpost.

#g witch #gundam the witch from mercury #the witch from mercury

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fourseasonscomeandgo · 1 year

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Like Pieces Into Place.

Pairing: SNSD Tiffany x fem!reader.

Word Count: 2k

Genre: Fluff.

Tiffany's POV

After a year of postponing the long awaited comeback of the group, SNSD finally has the songs for the new album defined.

I was personally involved in this project, as I monitored and directed the recording sessions of all the members.

That's how I met y/n.

She is an exclusive producer for SM Entertainment, she started working for the company shortly after my contract ended. She has been involved in creating music for all (or most of) the active groups under SM, and worked numerous times with Taeyeon.

During the recordings I spent a lot of time with her, as we worked side by side.

Eventually, when you spend so many hours cooped up in a tiny studio, with only one person, who is kind and fun, you become friends, so y/n and I started a friendship. We would go for lunch after the sessions, sometimes even for drinks, we were always in touch, and when we had free time we would get together and hang out.

On the day of the last recording, when we called it a day, and all the people involved in this work called the album finished, y/n came up to me and confessed that she had feelings for me.

I guess you're never ready to hear that someone likes you, whether you like them back or not.

y/n is younger than me, she's 28. It's not that she's not attractive, it's not that we don't have a great time whenever we're together, and it's not that she doesn't listen to me and care for me every second. But y/n is like Seohyun, who is 31 and I still look at like she's a baby, so it's even worse with the producer, who is even younger.

"I can't be your friend, Fany, not when I want to take care of you and love you the way I want to."

"I only see you as a younger sister, y/n, sorry."

But no one tells you how hard it is to turn down someone who really loves you. Because when it's the person who cares about you the most, there's something inside you that keeps you from distancing them.

She always worries about me.

After the finishing of FOREVER1 I didn't see her much, only once or twice when we coincided because of mutual friends, until the day of the release. At the showcase she was with the other people who participated, supporting us.

I just greeted her politely, as the atmosphere between her and I has been a bit tense since she confessed to me. She rushed over and hugged me, bringing her hand to my hair and delicately moving her fingers through my forelocks. I can't deny that I sank into her scent and the warmth of her body for a second.

I just missed her presence, her friendship.

She congratulated me for my effort and dedication, reminded me how talented I am, told me she was proud of me, and so she filled my ears with beautiful words. And then she left to go greet and congratulate the other members.

I continued the event nicely, we did the interview with the press, took pictures, and when all the formalities were over, we all stayed for a little party.

I was having a good evening, but as I was walking towards the table where my colleagues were, someone bumped into me, provoking them to drop a bottle that exploded into pieces when it hit the floor, hurting my foot with the broken glass.

From the table everyone could see me. I fell to the floor, holding my ankle as if the pressure would cause it to hurt less. y/n got up from her chair and ran to me before anyone else, kneeling next to me.

"Fany! Are you okay? Let me see." She asked taking my hand to pull it away from my leg, but I refused.

"No, y/n, it's okay, don't worry." I brushed it off.

"What are you talking about? You're bleeding." She accentuated.

"I'm fine," I repeated standing up, wincing from the pain with every movement "y/n" I called, scolding her, as she put her arm around my waist and brought mine around her neck "I'm fine, really."

"Okay then, can you walk?" she pulled away from me, leaving me at my mercy.

Due to the fear of resting my foot and the pain increasing, I held it in the air, which caused me to wobble and eventually lose my balance, causing my foot to hit the ground and drawing a shriek of suffering from inside me.

"I told you." She mocked, quickly holding me again "I'm not letting go of you again, don't worry."

She gave me a flirtatious smile to which I scoffed, rolling my eyes at her. She helped me over to the table and sat me down in my seat, to go get something to disinfect the wound with and then bandage it.

"Ah, Fany-ah," Sunny spoke from the spot across from me "you are so lucky that someone like y/n loves you so much," she laughed bitterly, jokingly "god gives bread to those who have no teeth."

I let out a laugh and raised my middle finger at my best friend playfully, indicating for her to shut up. She was right, though.

y/n came back with a bag full of products from a pharmacy for my wound. She had gone out to look for somewhere open so she could heal me properly. Then she stayed with me all night, keeping me company, since I couldn't walk.

Of course I was lucky, I was conscious. You don't find someone like that every day. It just wasn't in me, those feelings weren't in me.

It was the night of the MAMA's, I had been invited as a host, and I was behind the stage, waiting with some idols who were going to perform after I presented the award I was in charge of.

y/n was a special guest of the event, as people who work behind the scenes, in the creation of the music, are sometimes even more important than the artists themselves. As a major producer who worked on almost all of the nominated projects of the night, she was there, witnessing it all.

At a certain point I turned my head and saw her appearing backstage. The aespa members were behind me, ready for their performance, and upon seeing the producer they got excited and went to her quickly, to which she welcomed them with open arms, hugging one by one.

y/n had told me before that she had a special fondness for the members of said group, so it was no wonder she had gone to greet them and give them encouragement before they went on stage.

She hadn't seen me yet, so I just watched them lovingly as they interacted, as it was a tender scene. But the more I watched the more I noticed a certain hand playing with y/n's fingers, sliding down her arm, resting on her waist. Touching y/n too much.

My y/n.

No.

Not mine.

Tiffany, what are we saying?

Karina was very close to her, being very affectionate, and the girl didn't seem to care, she was even comfortable with such displays of affection.

I don't understand, if you like one person, shouldn't you be indifferent to the flirting of others?

Maybe not.

My countenance changed to a totally serious one and there was a discomfort in my stomach and another in my chest. I simply turned my head away from the scene and assumed that the nuisance was just the nerves.

Some minutes later I felt a hand on my shoulder and as I turned, there she was, with that smile that always made me feel better. Except this time I wasn't too happy with her.

"Hey" she mumbled.

Taeyeon once mentioned that y/n had a very attractive voice. I never understood until that "hey".

I melted.

"Hey" I returned.

"How are you? Easy?" She asked, standing next to me.

"Fifty-fifty." I explained "It's been a long time since I've stood on stage at these awards," I added "but at least it's not to sing, if it was I'd sure be dying of nerves."

We both laughed, she agreed with me, and we kept doing small talk, until I asked her a question and she looked at me, but she stood amused, not answering, looking at me. Carefully, she lifted her hand and led it to my hair, to arrange it, tenderly running the tousled parts, to finally put a lock behind my ear.

"You look beautiful today, Fany."

I couldn't suppress the smile that broke out on my face, and I was going to respond, I was going to tell her that she looked beautiful too, but a voice interrupted me.

"y/n-nim!" The named looked in the direction the voice came from and her face lit up.

"Lily-ah! Haewon-ah!" She exclaimed cheerfully, going towards them and leaving me.

After that she disappeared with the two girls and I had to go up to present the award. As I went back to the audience zone, I saw that her seat was next to mine. I was happy to think that we would spend the rest of the MAMA's chatting, but I ended up disappointed, as she only interchanged a couple of words with me and then spent almost two whole hours talking to Tzuyu from Twice.

Who on top of that kept looking at her seductively and wouldn't let go of her hand.

And I thought Tzuyu was shy.

Even at the end of the ceremony we didn't meet again and I went back to my apartment sad, angry

and jealous.

Because it's true that you don't realize how much you love and need someone until you see her talking in Chou Tzuyu's ear.

I mean, until you lose them.

And that image on repeat, imagining her with someone who wasn't me, was driving me crazy.

I tried to lie down and sleep, relax.

I got up, made some tea, drank it, went back to bed.

I tossed and turned, kicked, groaned.

I got up, made myself a sandwich, ate it, tried again to rest.

Why does she have to be so perfect and friendly? Why do other people have to love her the way I should have loved her months ago when she told me she liked me?

I got out of bed, angry, for about the fifteenth time in the night. I put on some other clothes and grabbed my car keys.

It was 2:31 in the morning and I was at the door of y/n's apartment, ringing the doorbell.

The door opened, a y/n with tousled hair, in pajamas and half-open eyes appeared behind the door.

"Fany?"

I didn't even give her time to think about what I might be doing in her apartment at those hours in the morning. I threw my body to hers and grabbed her face to pull her close to me, thus being able to trap her lips between mine.

It took her a bit to react, but when she did, she put her hands on my waist and tilted her head to make it more comfortable for me. She held me tighter against her body to deepen the kiss.

For the first time something inside of me settled about her. Like a piece of my internal puzzle that I didn't know where to place, and only now do I realize that she is the only one who knows where it belongs. Those feelings were in me, they always were.

—ica.

#kpop imagines #kpop #snsd x reader #snsd imagines #snsd scenarios #snsd tiffany #tiffany imagines #tiffany scenarios #tiffany x reader

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A new month, new favorite series. And this month it’s going to be spooky.

Where are all my monster fuckers?

I have some treats for you. I have to admit it was hard this time to decide on three stories and maybe some of you are a little disappointed not to see their favorite monsters. I'm 100% a vampire fucker. I always was and always will be. So there's a lot of them in here today.

But like always, if you have your own favorite, tell me in your reblog. Share all the vampires, werewolves, ghosts or whatever monster series you love!

These are mine:

The Pull

Vampire!Henry Cavill x OFC Rowena (💕🔥🌩, status: completed)

@sillyrabbit81 is one of my favorites. I don't think anything I've read by her has ever disappointed. But this one really needs more praise. The story of the Crown Prince of Vampires Henry and his mate Rowena is breathtaking. It is full of emotions and the plot will keep you hooked until you manage to read all 25 parts. And if that's not enough to draw you in, perhaps the cameo appearance of Werewolf! Alexander Skarsgard will make you read it. You definitely should!

Natural

Mikey (+Walter+August+Sherlock) x reader (💕🔥🌩, status: ongoing)

This is my all-time favorite supernatural story, ever! @raccoon-eyed-rebel built a world and a whole lore around this story that is absolutely spectacular. It's fun, it's romantic, it's heart-breaking, it's hot. And because she has the incredible talent to put more than just one Henry-shaped guy into a story and make it work, we get Mike, August, Walter and Sherlock to live with us. All of their characters are built so uniquely, you're going to love them all. So it's a good thing we're in a slowly developing reverse harem.

And because I'm an annoying little fan girl I got some glimpses and spoilers for it and let me tell you, @raccoon-eyed-rebel is going to give us some really good stuff for this one!

Worship

Hades (Geralt/August) x OFC Eliza (💕🔥🌩, status: completed)

Second post, second time I have @daydreaming-in-letters on my list. Though this wasn't intentionally, it's far from a mistake. Because she is a favorite writer of me for a reason. And her Hades-AU is my favorite of her stories. It's absolutely unique. As always @daydreaming-in-letters knows exactly how to build worlds and atmosphere with her words. Let her take you to the underworld. Get to know Hades. In his divine form or his human resemblance. He will take your breath away.

Take a look at those stories, read, reblog, talk about them. Every time I see someone of my mutuals reblog something I recommended, my heart fills with joy. And be sure, the heart of the writer feels the same.

By the way, sorry for shameless self promotion but I couldn't let that opportunity slip, if you still want more vampires, you could also take a look at my own series

#monthly series appreciation #msa october #yenn recommends #author:sillyrabbit81 #author:raccoon-eyed-rebel #author:daydreaming-in-letters #go read this

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The Matchups for Round 3!!

Sorry I didn't do this for Round 2, I kinda forgot :)

Poll 1:

"You're just a corpse who doesn't know he's dead" - Valter, Fire Emblem: Sacred Stones vs "Teammates!? Friends!? To hell with that! Why am I inferior to you!? I was extremely particular about my life, my grades, my public image! So someone would want me around! I am an ace detective! A celebrity! But you… You're just some criminal trash living in an attic!? So how!? How does someone like you have things I don't!? How can such a worthless piece of trash be more special than me!?" - Goro Akechi, Persona 5

Poll 2:

"I am so fucking normal right now" - Harry du Bois, Disco Elysium vs “SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL IS GOING TO HAPPEN” - Harry du Bois (in the form as a potential mural painting), Disco Elysium

Poll 3:

"Take care, [player]. I was lucky to have known you. Though the parting hurts... the rest is in your hands!" - Grovyle, Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky vs "Hello! This is the part where I kill you!" - Wheatley, Portal 2

Poll 4:

"I have no idea what to do with my life, but that's okay! Because I'm still working hard! Even if it's on nothing at all!" - Papyrus, Undertale vs "Despite everything, its still you." - Narrator/Chara/Frisk???, Undertale

Poll 5:

"Life is worth living, even if it hurts you, even if you hurt in it." - Solid Snake, Metal Gear Solid vs “Oh? Is that how it is? Yeah, okay, I like you too. Neat! Still going to kill you, but now we can both enjoy a mutual romantic subtext to the murder.” - The Razor, Slay the Princess

Poll 6:

"Pick a god and pray!" - Frederick, Fire Emblem: Awakening vs "Take care of yourself, kid, cause someone really cares about you." - Sans, Undertale

Poll 7:

"Almost Christmas means it wasn't Christmas!" - Phoenix Wright, Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney vs *clap ... clap ... clap ... * "Oh good, my slow clap processor made it into this thing, so at least we have that" - GLaDOS, Portal 2

Poll 8:

"Blood comes in four types: A, B, O, and AB. However! No blood test can determine whether a murder was committed… in cold blood!" - Phoenix Wright, Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney vs "In the dark times, should the stars also go out?" - Steban, the Student Communist, Disco Elysium

Poll 9:

"When life gives you lemons, don’t make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don’t want your damn lemons, what the hell am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life’s manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Cave Johnson lemons! Do you know who I am? I’m the man who’s gonna burn your house down! With the lemons! I’m gonna get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!" - Cave Johnson, Portal 2 vs "And the universe said you are not separate from every other thing and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code and the universe said I love you because you are love." - Minecraft End Credits, Minecraft

Poll 10:

"We do not have much connection, you and I. Still, this encounter feels special. I hope you won't mind if i think of you as a friend" - Solanum, Outer Wilds vs "Why are we still here, just to suffer? Every night I can feel my leg and my arm, even my fingers. The body I've lost, the comrades I've lost, it won't stop hurting. It's like they're all still there, you feel it too, don't you?" - Kazuhira Miller, Metal Gear Solid 5: The Phantom Pain

Poll 11:

"Today, we're dancing for no reason. Someday, we'll disappear for no reason." - Unnamed NPC, Pokemon Black 2 & White 2 vs "Wait, which one is the one where you hear your tie talk to you?" "Mental illness." "Because I have that." - Kim Kitsuragi & Harry du Bois, Disco Elysium

Poll 12:

“You don’t know a thing about love! That’s why your wife left you!” “…I’m gonna do violence to yah.” - Gramble Gigglefunny & Wambus Troubleham, Bugsnax vs "Your god sent me because your confession was taking too long." - Sol Badguy, Guilty Gear

Poll 13:

"All your base are belong to us" - Cats, Zero Wing vs "You deserved better from me than one sword and a world full of troubles." - Chrom, Fire Emblem: Awakening

Poll 14:

"Memes, the DNA of the soul." - Monsoon, Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance vs "I can't go to hell. I'm all out of vacation days." - Burgerpants, Undertale

Poll 15:

"I can't read!" - Sissel, Ghost Trick vs "Hold on, my boy. A gentleman should never ruin someone's dreams without a reason." - Professor Layton, Professor Layton vs. Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney

Poll 16:

"Grandma's so proud of her little pumpkin, assassinating the President like that!" - Lily, Fallout: New Vegas vs "To feel sadness is to live... but as long as you are alive, the future is a blank page." - Merlon, Super Paper Mario

The polls will be released between 7 and 8 am on Monday! Rally up your fandoms cause Round 4 is the Quarterfinals!!!

#tumblr polls #game quote showdown

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Bad Habits

Part 3

Angel Torres x Jupes Assistant!Reader

Requested? Absolutely not.

A/N: Thank you all for the support on this series, it seriously means the most to me. I've alway wanted to contribute to a fandom or a community in some way so I'm glad you guys are enjoying it. I've been going through a lot in my personal life (dumb I know) so I appreciate everyone's patience with this follow up!

I didn't even realize the Haywood's had stopped walking with us, I was more worried about finally questioning this guy now that we were alone for the first time in the last week on the status of our "relationship". I'll admit that was even putting it out there a bit, but I don't think strangers/mutual acquaintances would be sharing a bed the way we were at this point.

"So do you have a girlfriend?"

I'm so fucking stupid. I've only been sharing a bed with him for a week and I'm going to ask that now? If I were lucky I could just blame it on...unfortunate recent developments, i.e. an assumed alien eating my boss, which I think would be a reasonable excuse in this case.

"Um...no. I mean I did! But she broke up with me. She booked a pilot on the CW and dumped me after four years. I mean it's fine. She was a model and actress, Rebecc-"

"What the fuck? You can't just drop that you just broke up with your model-slash-actress girlfriend of four fucking years dude! We slept in the same bed!"

It only took me halfway through his statement to realize he wasn't really over it, and it was my own fault for asking honestly, but still...did he like me? Does this shit even matter at this point? Well in that case, fair enough. Maybe it's just me, but he could've said something before we started sharing joints and, I don't know, beds?

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to yell at you...but you could have mentioned at any point before this one that you just broke up with a girlfriend of four years...who has since gone on to be an actress and model...for the C-fucking-W"

I was trying to be sympathetic I mean who wants to get dumped over some shit like that?

"...the CW fucking sucks."

I looked up and he was looking at me after he said it. Not talking directly to or glancing over at me.

Looking.

How long had it been since someone talked to me? Apparently a long fucking time since I started tearing up over it, but really was it so hard to look at someone and say something nice? Was it nice or am I desperate? Probably both but luckily for him I was willing to risk it all for just that statement.

________________________L O A D I N G__________________________

Getting back to the Haywood's Ranch was the worst decision I think I've ever made in my current life, like, who's idea was it? Well obviously it was the Haywood's since OJ was ready to catch this thing on camera if it was the last thing he did.

At this point it just might be.

When we made it back we saw the filmography extraordinaire himself, Antlers, standing there. He was looking at the "cloud" over on the edge of the farm when we walked up before he mentioned it hadn't moved in hours. Why was he staring at it for hours? Who knows it's probably a film thing, but he did have a vibe about him that just screamed "Whatever it takes to get the shot" and I could feel it.

We had a meeting where we picked...monopoly pieces. That's right! God damn monopoly pieces to represent our part in this get rich or die trying scheme. Obviously I chose the battleship and informed them I'd be with Em watching the cameras until they went out and we'd eventually make a break for the house ideally.

We had one night before shit went off and I intended to make everything as clear as I could before we potentially died tomorrow.

We saw ourselves out to a sitting room in the Haywoods house,

"So if I said when all this shit is over, when "Jean Jacket" is dead, and we have our picture...we're going on a date right? I would say I don't want to assume, but to be honest I don't think I can sleep or exist without you nearby and hopefully it's vice versa?"

That was a lot...based on the way he was staring at me, and he wasn't saying anything. Fuck. Fuck I totally jumped the gun on this, who says that?

"Is this rejection? Are you turning me down? Oh my god, this is embarrassing, I totally thought we were on the same page. Why didn't you say anything? Dude I thought this was a trauma bond for life and it's not-"

"No! No, oh my god no! I just wasn't expecting you to bring it up, but I shouldn't be surprised because of how we've been going so far honestly." He pauses and looks at me. "You've been very forward I mean-"

"I know what you mean" I deadpan back.

"...I might be able to get the time off for a date, but it might just be Denny's or something. If that's cool...with you...?"

I looked back at him after being so fucking embarrassed about being almost brushed off by the cutest loser I'd ever met thus far, but I saw nothing but sincerity to the point it was almost insecurity. That definitely made me feel better about asking in the first place that he was just as nervous as me.

"Yeah. I'd like that. Let's survive this fucking cosmic horror tomorrow...and maybe we can even spend the night again."

________________________L O A D I N G__________________________

The whole function went to complete shit not even one full hour after it'd commenced. I didn't even think it was possible for something to go so wrong after it'd just started honestly.

Antlers and Angel were up on a small hill a small distance away, in sight but definitely out of range should anything go wrong while me and Em were in the house setting up speakers while she chose something to play for...hype? Motivation? I'm not too sure but I'm not saying anything to my only company and the one person who's holding me down right now cause I was about to piss myself.

I had given Angel a brief goodbye after our agreement the night before. If we both live, then we'll leave here together. If.

I'll be honest I don't remember much after me and Em went to the shack to check the cameras. I remember the douche on the motorcycle showing up, yelling at him to get lost with his weird chrome helmet? Him completely ignoring me and riding out to play investigator, crashing, and getting fucking eaten by JJ.

I remember watching Antlers die for the perfect shot.

I remember beginning to watch JJ come back for Him, Angel, before looking away because I couldn't take it if she grabbed him.

Finally I remember running back to the shack to look at the cameras, at OJ, the guy who saved me that night after I'd lost what I deemed everything. My job, my boss, and my future within a few hours. Then the roof was ripped away, Em and I carried up with it.

Then she dropped us.

When I woke up I was face down on the dirt, my left leg not responding to my drive to stand up and the sun setting in the distance. JJ was in her full form. A fucking nightmare. That's what this all was, one big fucking nightmare.

I could see what looked like...the Jupe balloon? Kid Sheriff? Floating towards her before it "looked" at her and she...swallowed it? I don't know...I don't know what's happening.

Then there he was. My Angel. Sat down in the dirt almost like he was waiting for me. wrapped in a blue tarp I recognized as the one he Antlers were under what felt like years ago, but in reality was only a few hours ago.

I limped for a few feet before I fell and started crawling towards him before he noticed and started limping towards me on the ground. I hadn't even realized I started crying and it was slowly turning into sobbing. I rolled on my back looking at the sky as the sun disappeared behind the hills and was just heaving as I sobbed.

He made it to me and threw himself on the ground before he finished crawling to me, picking my head up and cradling it in his hands. I could see him through my tears just barely, trying to control my breathing enough to focus on him.

"It's over? It's done? Please tell me...-"

"It's done! We're okay! They did it, we're okay!" he kept saying while trying to push may hair and tears away. I don't know if OJ was okay. Or if Em was okay. Antlers was dead and almost took my Angel with him.

I was alive. I did next to nothing, but I'm alive and my Angel and I were free.

#angel torres x reader #angel torres #em haywood #oj haywood #nope movie

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