#...and now i feel guilty again for playing a shooter :(

[halinski]

*always getting mad that i keep dying in games*

*forever refuses to use the block and/or evade buttons even when i eventually learn what they are halfway through*

#im playing resident evil revelations 2 #my parents didnt let me play shooters growing up #they said it was just bc they hate weapons which fair #theyre traumatized to hell and back #theyve literally seen such weapons used irl on humans #...and now i feel guilty again for playing a shooter :( #my whole life is about their trauma lmao #anyway #i've always massively sucked at targetting using the controller buttons #im a hack and smash type person #no evading or shooting #just hulk smash #but the other day i went vr zombie shooting and that was fun #so now im using gyro shooting (motion controlled) for the game and thats working! #ignore me

[creamhoodie]

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ Internet Cafe Love ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

synopsis: The white haired boy who regularly visits the same internet cafe as you becomes your boyfriend but can your relationship survive when his best friend seems distrustful of you?

warnings: 7,915 words (long one shot with multiple settings),Nagi X female reader, gamer Nagi, per fluff no smut since it is written while he attends high school still.

You had often noticed the white haired boy at the internet cafe as he seemed to go nearly every night the way you did. 

While you also brought projects and subjects to study on the side when you were taking a break, you noticed he never took breaks, the clicking of the keyboard and mouse were constant companions. This had led to you bringing your own noise canceling headphones that were much more soundproof than the gamer ones that came with the PC set at the cafe.

That was your current situation, headphones in practicing a new writing style of kanji when you felt a light tapping on your headphones. You glanced up and towering over you was the white haired boy. He wore an oversized gray sweatshirt and black sweatpants. You moved your headphones around your neck. 

“Did you need something?” You asked, meeting his gray eyes. 

“Do you have any money?” He asked straightforwardly. 

“Money? What for?” You asked, looking him up and down again. He didn’t seem in need based on his lounge outfit and you now noticed the light up rainbow keyboard he had under his arm. It had gone unnoticed before since his tall domineering figure was the main spectacle. 

“Lemon tea. I wanna buy one from the vending machine but I’m low on money because I spent it all on this and the gacha games on my phone,” he said motioning to the keyboard.

You raised a brow at not only his abruptness but also his poor money management. You had some cash on you but weren’t too keen on giving it up since you planned on getting food at your favorite food stand after you left the cafe.

“Well I don’t have any money,” you said.

“Bummer,” he replied, not sounding convinced as he plopped down in the spot next to you and began removing the default keyboard and setting his own up to the PC. 

You bit the inside of your cheek, chewing on it a little to hide your annoyance. Now he was gonna be right next to you making all this noise. 

“Do you really have to sit here?” You asked. 

He looked over at you as the PC booted up, his gray eyes seeming slightly hurt.

“Is that a problem?” He asked. The way he asked made you feel guilty. Yes he was a bit eccentric and odd but so far he was harmless.

“No it’s fine,” you said. By now your kanji was forgotten and you watched as he opened a first person shooter game and signed into his account.

“God of soccer?” You teased regarding his gamertag. 

“Oh yeah I’m on the soccer team at Hakuho High School,” he said. 

This guy went to the elite prep school? He didn’t seem like the type. You yourself were in the neighboring public school.

“I wasn’t aware Hakuho had a team,” you stated as he loaded into a game. 

“My friend Reo and I started the club up so we’d have a team to go to nationals.”  His focus was now on his game however as he had chosen a sniper character. You watched as he hit every headshot. He was eerily good at the game and you didn’t miss how match chat came up with the enemy team accusing him of using aimbot. When his team won the game he exited the queue and remained on the menu and looked over at you as he had been aware you were watching the whole time.

“You’re really good, how long have you played that game?” You asked.

“Just a few months now,” he said, shrugging. 

“And you aim that good already?” You asked in disbelief. You weren’t half bad yourself and had always considered your aim to be impressive but his was godly.

“I grew up playing first person shooter games,” he said as if it was no big deal. He glanced at your notepad before adding, “what’s with the studying?” 

You blushed. 

“I alternate between studying and gaming,” you answered his question. 

“No, I mean I see you studying here all the time even when it’s not exam season,” he said. So he had noticed you before as well? That was to be expected as you were both regulars. 

“I just like to study consistently,” you replied. He made a face and you added, “you don’t? You go to Hakuho, surely that’s more rigorous than my public school.” 

“Well sure but I just study a few days before the exams. Hey, are you sure you don’t have any money? I could really use that lemon tea.” 

His delivery made you wanna laugh. He was easy going and charming all without meaning to be and yet he was still odd, you hadn’t ever met anyone like him before. 

“I'm still thinking about it. Do you have a name or is it just god of soccer?” You asked. 

He chuckled.

“My name is Seishiro Nagi. What’s yours?” 

“Y/N Y/LN,” you replied, telling him your first and last name as well.

“Nice,” he replied, “you wanna play some games?” 

The two of you were duos on the same team with him playing the sniper character again and you his support offering him both damage boosts and heals. Between both of your combined skills and efforts the two of you went on an eight game win streak. 

An hour of gaming had gone by even though it didn’t feel like it and the two of you decided to call it quits.

“So Y/N,” he started.

“No about the lemon tea,” you joked. He shook his head.

“Forget about that. I have a home game tomorrow at my school in the evening. The match starts at two. You should come,” he said. You noticed the slight pinking of his ears when he said it. 

“I’ll try to go,” you said. You did enjoy playing with him even though originally you had felt slightly annoyed by his presence. 

“You should, our school’s marching band is gonna be there too for the first time,” he said. He finished unplugging his keyboard and putting the original one back and stood up. He scrolled through his phone quickly before adding, “will you be back online tonight? Maybe we could play some more too.” 

You felt your heart somersault at how he sounded hopeful.

“I may but I’m not sure I don’t usually play late.” 

“Bummer. Hey Y/N?” 

You prepared to be asked about the damn lemon tea again. 

“What?”

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked shyly.

“No I don’t.” 

“Good keep it that way. I’ll see you online tonight,” he said quickly before waving bye and taking off. 

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You were back home in your room that night freshly showered and sitting on your bed getting ready to settle in for the night and watch TV. 

You heard a notification from your PC and received the notification on your phone as well through the gaming app. 

It was Nagi using the whisper feature where you could message online friends direct messages.

GodOfSoccer: get on 

You smiled at his eagerness. 

SleepyKoala: Kinda don’t want to I’m tired

GodOfSoccer: don’t care I wanna play with you 

SleepyKoala: Nagi we played so much today 

GodOfSoccer: true well are you coming to my game tomorrow? 

SleepyKoala: Yes

GodOfSoccer: WOHOO LETS GOOO 

GodOfSoccer: forgot to say earlier cute gamertag 

SleepyKoala: Thanks :) 

GodOfSoccer: give me your number 

You did and not even a minute went by before you got a message from him. It was a plushie of a koala on his desk next to his PC monitor. You also caught a view of the rainbow keyboard from earlier. You created a contact ID for him and added a koala emoji to the end of his name. 

You: Cute plushie 

Nagi: he says thank you. I’m gonna game a bit I’ll see you tomorrow 

You: see you 

You then settled at last to watch more of the Netflix show you were currently binging until you lulled to sleep. 

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The next morning you woke up at noon having slept in later than you would have liked. After doing your morning routine and eating, you made your way to the supermarket to buy a lemon tea for Nagi. 

You hadn’t been able to ignore the butterflies that you had gotten thinking about him. You had checked his online status and had noticed he had stayed up until one in the morning gaming. 

Supermarket mission successful, you began to make your way to Nagi’s high school. You had timed your schedule perfectly so the metro would arrive at 1:30 giving you enough time to head to the stadium before the game started. Your outfit of choice was casual with a tote bag to hold the lemon tea and your noise canceling headphones though you doubted you’d need them. 

Arriving at the school on time you couldn’t help but notice how much more expensive everything seemed. You knew it was an elite academy but as you followed the crowd into the stadium you noticed just how much the school invested into its extracurriculars. 

“Y/N!” 

You turned around and there was Nagi coming up to you. 

“Hey Nagi,” you replied feeling slightly shy from your flirtatious exchanges with him. 

“You like the stadium? Reo’s dad is this mega rich guy and he donated the funds and manpower to build it. He doesn’t care for soccer but he frequently donates funds to the school for them to use for whatever purpose they’d like.” 

You nodded. He looked handsome in his soccer uniform, the black jersey, shorts and black socks contrasting against his white hair and skin. 

“Oh before I forget, since you kept asking yesterday,” you said, taking the tea bottle out of the tote bag and giving it to him. That made him laugh in glee.

“Thanks for this,” he said gratefully. 

“Nagi! We need to warm up!” A purple haired figure shouted as he ran over. When he caught up to where the two of you were his equally purple eyes were distrustful of you. 

“Reo. This is Y/N. Remember I told you about her?” Nagi said. 

So this was Reo? His suspicious eyes took you all in.

“Yeah I remember. Nice to meet you,” he said but his words didn’t match his tone or expression.

“Nice to meet you too. Nagi’s talked a lot about you as well,” you said and you noticed that did soften his eyes a bit if not fully. 

Nagi seemed oblivious. 

“Y/N, if you sit there you’ll have a good view of me,” he said pointing to a specific section before continuing, “and I want you to look at me not any of these other guys.” 

His words sent a jolt of heat between your legs and to your face but you simply nodded and assured him you’d be watching him. 

“Nagi,” Reo scolded impatiently, “we have to warm up.” 

“Alright alright,” he said following him but yelling back to you, “stay after. Text me if you can’t find me.” 

You headed to the section he had designated would have the best view of him. 

Throughout the game Nagi had lived up to his gamertag. He truly was a god of soccer. He was lightning bolt fast his legs moved just as fast as you had seen his fingers were capable on the keyboard. 

He also worked incredibly well with Reo. They were a dynamic duo on the field and the passes between them were strategic. 

When Nagi had scored a goal he had looked directly at you and pointed, unmistakably claiming it had been for you. 

His team was in the lead right now and you hoped it would remain that way. 

During the halfway break, you waited eagerly waiting to see him again. When they came back his eyes searched for you instantly and met yours sending you a sweet smile. As expected his team won and you cheered happily for him. As others started leaving the stadium you waited for him afterwards like he had asked you to. 

You didn’t have to wait longer than ten minutes. He was racing towards you, changed clothes, freshly showered and his gym bag over his shoulder. To your dismay you noticed Reo tagging along behind. It’s not that you didn’t like him, you just didn’t understand his scowls and distrustful attitude toward you.

“Y/N! Did you like the game?” He asked, standing in front of the railing of the seat you had remained at. 

“I did. It was so great seeing you score,” you said. 

“I wanted to score for you,” he said, his cheeks turning pink. “Hey Reo and I are gonna go get something to eat. Do you wanna come?” 

Your eyes dashed to Reo a second after Nagi asked the question and you could tell he was exasperated.

“That’s okay I think I’m just gonna head home,” you said softly. 

Of course you wanted to spend time with Nagi but you couldn’t risk Reo disliking you even more after all he is Nagi’s best friend his opinion must count for something. 

Nagi, still oblivious to all this, furrowed his brows in confusion.

“Okay. Well when can I see you again?” He asked. He seemed hurt that you weren’t coming. 

“I’m free tomorrow. Maybe text me later and we can come up with something,” you offered, not feeling comfortable under Reo’s purple gaze. 

“Okay I will. Thanks for coming, it really means a lot,” he said, giving you a sideways hug now as you stepped down from the bench you had been sitting at. He towered over you and he smelled incredibly good. 

“You’re welcome. I enjoyed every minute of it.” 

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“So how long have you and Reo known each other?” You asked as you took another mouthful of ramen. When you had gone home yesterday you had gotten caught up on school work and chores. Nagi had texted you at night and asked if you wanted to play some games to which you had agreed. Somewhere between steam rolling the enemy teams and playing silly custom games in the arcade he had suggested going out for ramen and boba the next night.

Now as the two of you sat in the restaurant’s outdoor patio seating with red paper lanterns illuminating the night sky you were interested in knowing more about his best friend who didn’t seem to take to you. 

“Not too long. I met him here at school probably six months ago,” he replied. 

“He seems very fond of you,” you said. 

Nagi shrugged.

“Reo got me into soccer and I have him to thank for that. Before him no one really talked to me at school.” 

This surprised you. He was good looking and charming, sure a bit strange and had his quirks but he was friendly and good company.

“Really? Not even girls?” You teased. 

“Especially girls,” he joked back. His gray eyes were looking at you softly. It gave your stomach butterflies. Lately it seemed like all he did was either give you butterflies or make you belly laugh. His hand reached out to lift your chin up so you were forced to meet his gray gaze head on. 

“You always look away from me when you notice me looking at you. You never look at me for too long,” he said in a gentle tone. 

“I don’t mean to on purpose,” you said trying to be casual although the thumping of your heart was a great contrast to the calm you were trying to portray. 

“I like when you look at me and when you watch me play video games and soccer,” he said, inching closer to bridge the gap between the two of you as you sat on opposite ends of the table. 

Was he going to kiss you? It seemed like that was his intention. You wanted to kiss him but worry and concern and feeling Reo’s stinging rejection you pulled your chin from his hand and looked away. When you glanced back at him he wasn’t looking at you for once but looking down at his lap with clear hurt in his eyes. 

“I thought you liked me too,” he said with embarrassment coloring his voice. You couldn’t take him thinking you were rejecting him, not when he was perfect and sweet and everything you could ever want.

“I do like you!” You said. 

“Then why won’t you let me kiss you? I want to so badly,” he asked in desperation.

“Reo-“ you started but he didn’t let you finish.

“Oh,” he said, sounding deflated, “do you like him or something?” It was obvious he was trying to sound nonchalant but jealousy threatened to burst through.

“No no I don’t. I mean I don’t dislike him. He’s your best friend so I don’t have anything against him. I just don’t like him in the way I like you,” you stammered. His response had thrown you off completely because it was the last thing you had expected him to say. 

“You don’t like him? Lots of girls do because his dad is that rich guy and girls think Reo is good looking,” Nagi said. 

“No, I don't see him that way. I like you,” you said, face flushing at your confession. 

“I’m confused. What does Reo have to do with you not letting me kiss you then?” 

“It’s just. Reo doesn’t seem to like me. He looks at me as if he’s distrustful and suspicious,” you said. 

Nagi instantly relaxed and laughed.

“Oh that’s just how he is. He’s very overprotective of me. It’s nothing personal he’ll grow out of it once you’re around more,” he said. 

While Nagi’s words assured you, you still found the whole bit a little odd but maybe that was just their friendship. Maybe Reo saw Nagi as a brother he looked out for. You decided to focus on the latter part of his sentence. 

“Once I’m around more?” 

At this he reached out across the table taking your hands in his.

“You know how I asked you if you have a boyfriend?” He asked playfully.

“Yes it wasn’t that long ago Nagi,” you replied.

“Well I want to be your boyfriend,” he said. He looked at you from under his long eyelashes, his gray eyes so sweet and vulnerable. 

“Well I don’t know this guy at the internet cafe told me to not go getting a boyfriend,” you teased.

“What a little prick he probably wants you for himself,” he went along with your joke. 

The two of you laughed before he spoke again, 

“Can I be your boyfriend? I promise to be good.” 

“Yes you can be Nagi,” you replied. 

“Awesome. Can I kiss you now?” He asked practically whining.

“Yes Nagi,” you laughed but your lips were soon overtaken by his. The kiss was sweet and made your head spin. 

You wondered if this is what it meant to be on cloud nine. 

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Your routine for the past few weeks had become Nagi centered. 

You continued to go to the internet cafe regularly. In fact that’s where you spent the most time with Nagi since you still went to different schools. You would go watch him practice and go to his games, he had even given you one of his jerseys to wear and he was strict about you wearing it to each match. You’d stay up on video chat with him as well and watch as he streamed his games for you when you were too tired to play with him yourself. 

As for Reo, there wasn’t any progress to be made there as the two of you were still virtually strangers but at least his scowling had  toned down. 

“I wanna see you more often,” Nagi said, his lips kissing the top of your hair as you hugged him bye at the end of practice. 

“We see each other nearly everyday, Nagi,” you laughed. However he did have a point since the majority of the day you were at different schools you only saw him in the evenings at the internet cafe, at his practice, or when he had games on the weekends. You were also busy studying a lot of the time as well and still not feeling comfortable enough to hang out with him and Reo who was often around. 

“Why don’t you stay over this weekend?” He asked but was trying to hide the shyness he felt from asking. 

“You mean like at your dorm?” You asked. 

“Yeah, why not?” He shrugged. 

You thought about it, you were so comfortable with him you didn’t have any objections and most of all Reo wouldn’t be there. 

“Sounds like a plan.” 

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“This is Choki,” Nagi said, motioning to a little cactus in a pot on his desk. You had your travel bag with you around your shoulder and had taken the metro to go to Nagi’s dorm in the late evening. 

He had met you at the stop and walked you back to his room. 

“It’s very cute,” you said. He was eye level with the cactus smiling at it. 

“He is very cute not it,” he replied defensively. 

“Yes he is cute,” you corrected, continuing to look around his room.

For a dorm room it was quite spacious but that was to be expected of the elite school. His bed was made and neat with a plush dinosaur throw blanket folded neatly on the comforter. He had a television in his room on a stand next to his desk where his PC was. His PC setup consisted of the rainbow keyboard and the koala plush and Choki next to it, and a gaming chair. He also had a mini fridge with a magnet holding up a photo of Reo and him that was taken on a Polaroid camera. Towards the entrance of the room there was a sink and mirror and the toilet was secluded in a cupboard-like closet separate from the full walk-in closet that held his clothes. The room was illuminated blue from the LED lights he had. 

“What do you think of my room?” He asked tentatively as he watched you inspect the place. 

“I like it. It seems very comfortable and clean,” you replied.

He let out a sigh of relief.

“Good because I cleaned it before you came over. I’m not a slob or anything but I can get disorganized because I procrastinate,” he explained. 

You nodded but felt yourself blushing as now the full prospect of being alone with him was setting in. 

“You wanna watch a movie?” He asked. 

“Sure,” you replied. 

He grabbed the remote and laid back on his bed, kicking off his shoes while doing so.

“You can lay down you know,” he teased watching as you stood there. You followed his lead and also took off your shoes, dropping your overnight bag on the floor and laid down next to him. Gently he brought you closer to him, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your hair. He flicked through movies on the streaming service.

“Do you have a preference?” He asked. 

“We can watch whatever,” you replied. He chuckled.

“You’re not helping here,” he teased but then settled on an animated movie about animals. He started the film and then put the remote down, his arms still holding and caressing you. 

“Is this okay? I want you to be comfortable with me,” he asked. You could hear the vulnerability in his question however and knew that it would hurt him if you didn’t want him to touch you. Fortunately, you did enjoy his comfort and warmth. He felt like a bear hug. 

“It’s okay I’m comfortable like this,” you assured him. 

You watched the movie intently but your heart still pounded in excitement from his closeness and you wondered if he could hear it.

He watched the movie as well, occasionally peppering kisses into your hair or chuckling when he found something funny. It was peaceful and not awkward in the slightest. You enjoyed this comfort only Nagi could bring. If it were any other guy you’d worry about his intentions but when Nagi said watch a movie and spend time with you he meant it, not trying anything else besides cuddling.

Towards the end of the movie you heard slight snoring and looking up you saw Nagi had fallen asleep. He looked more boyish when sleeping. You watched the rest of the movie and when it finished you turned the tv off. Nagi was still fast asleep but you didn’t mind, taking it as a sign that he felt comfortable around you. Ever so carefully you moved out of his arms and went to brush your teeth using his sink. You then used his walk in closet to change into your oversized tee and shorts for sleeping. When you came back you saw Nagi blinking in confusion from having woken up. 

“I thought you left,” he said sadly.

“No Nagi, I was just changing. You fell asleep towards the end of the movie.”

“Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” he rushed to get his words out but you were quick to assure him.

“It’s okay, I thought it was sweet. I didn’t wanna wake you but I already brushed up for bed.”

He looked you up and down in your pajamas and his eyes softened. He repositioned himself so he was now laying in the bed underneath the sheets and blankets.

“Come snuggle with me. It felt so good having you in my arms.”

You obeyed his words and got into bed with him facing towards him. His  eyes looked at you lovingly.

“I love having you here. I got up early today to clean my room and make sure everything was perfect. That’s partly why I fell asleep but most of it was because of you. Cuddling you and smelling the nice scent of your hair was so relaxing.”

His way of declaring loving and saying things so openly with his childlike innocence was so endearing to you. Other guys were much more guarded and wouldn’t admit such things out of fear of vulnerability but Nagi just said what he always thought. 

“I love being here with you Nagi, you make me feel so safe,” you replied truthfully.

He pouted a little.

“You know you can call me baby or honey or anything you want,” he said. 

“Okay baby,” you said, giggling a bit. It was still new and felt a little strange coming out of your mouth. 

“Hey what’s funny?” He asked before adding: “you’re my baby and I’m yours and that’s that.”  He pulled you closer to him as you laughed.

“You’re right baby, you’re so needy,” you joked. 

He pouted again but it didn’t last long because he kissed you nice long and slow. He tasted so good like mint and just Nagi, his ocean breeze scent intermingling with the kiss. Your hands felt his soft white hair as you kissed and he moaned a little into your mouth. 

When your kiss broke you gazed at each other. 

“You mean everything to me,” he said, cupping your cheek. You curled up closer in his arms so he could snuggle you again how he had loved.

“You mean so much to me too,” you told him. He yawned.

“I wanna sleep with you again, it felt so good. This feels so good, but don’t get any ideas. I brushed my teeth before you got here,” he said. 

That made you belly laugh and swat him a little in laughter.

“What? It's true I always brush my teeth right before I see you. I want you to like me,” he said innocently.

“I do like you,” you said. In fact you were starting to think you more than liked him and as you both dozed off to sleep you heard him say the words you had been thinking out loud and it was the last thing you heard before being overtaken by sleep. 

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“I’ll be here waiting,” you told Nagi as he ran off towards the locker rooms to change for practice.

This morning you had woken up completely entangled and cuddled into him. His long legs had interlaced yours and after very prolonged kisses and cuddles you had gone out for miso soup for breakfast at a little restaurant nearby then returned to the high school campus for his practice. 

“I was almost starting to think he wasn’t gonna show up,” a voice said behind you. You turned around and Reo was standing behind you on the field already dressed in his uniform for practice.

“Reo, where did you come from?” You asked wondering how the two of you hadn’t noticed him on the way in.

He ignored your question and you felt small under his violet intense eyes. 

“You know Nagi is never late for practice. He’s usually here early with me,” he said in an accusatory tone. 

“Yeah sorry about that it’s just-“ you stammered but he cut you off.

“It’s just you were with Nagi last night and because of that he was thrown off routine this morning,” he finished for you. By now you felt yourself growing frustrated with him. You didn’t know him and he didn’t make any effort to know you, your only mutual connection was Nagi and he seemed hell bent on disliking you.

“Reo what is your problem with me?” You asked out of genuine curiosity and frustration.

He seemed more than happy to tell you.

“My problem is that ever since you’ve come into Nagi’s life he’s been changing. It all started with him wanting to spend more time at the internet cafe and when he told me it was because of some girl I knew it would become a problem,” he said. 

Nagi had been spending more time at the internet cafe not to play games but because he had wanted to see you? He had noticed you before he had even spoken to you and liked you? If it weren’t for this confrontation with Reo now you’d relish in that fact more.

“How is it a problem? We’re not doing anything wrong,” you said in an effort to defend yourself. 

“Maybe not, but Nagi isn’t like other guys, surely you’ve noticed that. He wears his heart on his sleeve and he’s a good guy. I don’t need you hurting him when he’s already changing for you,” he said.

“Changing how?” You said not fully understanding. 

“He’s more motivated. Before you I had to do everything for him because he thinks everything is a hassle. He showers after every game now because he knows you’re there waiting for him, he cleans his room because he knows you’re coming over, he does those things he normally wouldn’t wanna do because he has you in mind.” 

“Isn’t that a good thing?” You asked. 

Reo’s gaze was still sharp. 

“Maybe so but if you hurt him I’m worried he’s gonna be worse than before. Before he was just lazy after you hurt him he’ll just be unmotivated and depressed.” 

Your heart hurts at the thought. 

“I’m not gonna hurt him,” you said quietly. 

Reo didn’t seem convinced. 

“You and I both know that’s not how relationships work. Eventually you’ll hurt him and when you do I’ll never forgive you.” 

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GodOfSoccer: where did you go after practice? I thought you were gonna wait for me but Reo said you left early :( 

You saw the whisper message come through the game server as you loaded up the game to play. You had set your status to offline but Nagi was savvy enough to know when you were online. 

SleepyKoala: I didn’t feel good 

GodOfSoccer: do you need me to come over? i can take care of you 

SleepyKoala: No it’s okay 

GodOfSoccer: do you wanna play a few games? 

SleepyKoala: I think I just wanna play by myself 

GodOfSoccer: oh alright 

GodOfSoccer: good luck in your games :) 

GodOfSoccer went offline

You sighed as you watched him go offline and you knew you had hurt his feelings despite his good natured response. Nagi was never offline and he wasn’t the type to set his status to offline so you knew he was really not gonna play games tonight which didn’t bode well. You didn’t mean to hurt him, it's just you couldn’t get Reo’s words out of your head. He’d never forgive you if you hurt Nagi? You’d never forgive yourself. He was so good and sweet and pure and Reo was right that relationships were messy. Did you really want to be the one to give Nagi his first heartbreak? 

You tried to play a few games but it was futile, the game had grown stale without him. 

You logged off and crawled into bed. Soon it began to pour outside and it reflected your inner state. 

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The next two weeks were exam season so luckily you had an excuse to not be around Nagi as often. 

You stopped going to the internet cafe altogether and instead went to your school’s library to study. These days you only saw Nagi at his games and though he was understanding about it because he knew you had to study you could tell he was sad.

The two of you still texted at night but the conversation grew stale as Nagi wasn’t always the best texter and from your experience with him you knew that comfortable laid back atmosphere of being at peace with him was something text couldn’t capture. Text was made for talking and it forced this dynamic where it felt as if you always had to come up with something to say and often times the best moments with Nagi were just being able to enjoy each other’s presence. 

When you got home from school one afternoon you had noticed a bouquet of flowers waiting for you on the porch table. 

You had taken the flowers to your room and put them in a vase with water. You got your phone out to text him. 

You: Thanks for the flowers 

Nagi: you’re welcome. I know you’ve been working hard studying and I wanted you to have something to brighten up your desk. 

Your heart fluttered at his thoughtfulness and again you wondered why you were being so distant. You knew it wasn’t fair to him but what Reo said really got to you. You knew he was only looking out for his best friend but you were worried you were really going to be the one to hurt Nagi. 

Nagi: I miss you :( 

Nagi: Are you coming to my game tomorrow? 

You felt overwhelmed by it all. The flowers, his double texting, and all the while you still felt Reo’s disapproving eyes on you as if he were watching you now. Part of you thought maybe it was better to back out of things early on before they got any deeper. Maybe then Nagi wouldn’t be as hurt. It was that rationale that led to your reply:

You: Sorry I can’t. I have to study now more than ever. 

Nagi: oh okay

He didn’t say anything more after that. 

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When you woke up the next morning you had ten missed calls from an unsaved number. You also had text messages as well. You unlocked your phone in confusion. The messages read:

It’s Reo, are you awake? 

Nagi is hurt he got hurt at the game 

He’s been crying for you and wants you here

You instantly called the number back. 

“Reo what’s wrong? Where are you guys?” You asked, your panic and worry not giving you time to feel weird about calling him. 

“We’re headed to a nearby medcenter clinic that's across the school. You can meet us there,” he said then hung up. 

You raced outta bed and got dressed quickly. You didn’t bother to eat breakfast as all you could think about was how you hadn’t been there for Nagi. You were so worried and your heart hurt. 

The ride on the metro seemed obnoxiously long despite being the same as always. You anxiously tapped your fingers along your thighs the whole way there. 

At last you arrived and headed toward the clinic Reo had described. You felt nervous and shy as a nurse directed you to what room Nagi was in when you asked and told her you were his girlfriend. 

In front of his door you hesitated a little bit not knowing what to expect. How hurt was Nagi? Would he be upset with you for not being there for him? The only answers you’d get would be through that door. 

You pushed the door open slowly. 

Nagi was laying down in bed with his right ankle wrapped in med bandages and an ice pack against it. He perked up instantly when he saw you.

“Hey I knew you’d come,” he said. This wasn’t what you expected. He wasn't upset with you at all.

“Reo said you asked for me,” you said, noticing how the room was devoid of any purple. 

“I did. I needed my girl,” he said. His words tugged at your heartstrings as you walked closer to the bed so you were right beside him. 

“Where is Reo?” You asked. 

“He went to get us some food from the cafeteria and call my parents,” he said. You stroked his hair. 

“So how bad is it?” You asked. 

“Not too bad it’s just a sprained ankle but it hurt like hell when it happened. It should heal quickly,” he said. 

You nodded and stopped stroking his hair. 

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there when it happened,” you said. 

He shrugged but you could tell he was a little downcast even if he didn’t say it.

“It’s okay I know you’ve been busy,” he said. There was an awkward tension in the air that you knew was your doing. You were the one that had been distant lately. You just didn’t want to hurt him but it seems like you already were. 

“How long are you gonna be here?” You asked.

“Reo wants me to stay for a few days for some reason since he thinks I won’t take care of it but I told him I have you to take care of me,” he said beaming up at you his smile wavered when you didn’t react and added,”you will take care of me won’t you?” 

You wished he hadn’t asked that with his begging gray eyes that looked at you with the eagerness of a puppy.

“Nagi I’m just really busy right now, maybe Reo is right,” you said softly. His face fell.

“Why don’t you wanna be around me anymore? Am I doing something wrong? Am I spending too much time on soccer?” He asked. 

“No Nagi it’s not like that-“

“Bullshit. I know you have to study but you always did before and we were able to see each other. I’ve tried to be a good boyfriend and spend time with you by letting you stay over. I just don’t know what I did,” his voice almost broke. You reached for his hands but he pulled them away.

“Nagi, you didn’t do anything. I love being with you and spending time with you,” you said. He looked at you again, his eyes ever so stormy and sad.

“Then tell me the truth,” he pleaded. 

You swallowed, you'd tell him the truth but you didn’t want to make Reo look bad after all he was his best friend. 

“You remember the morning after I slept over and we went to your practice?” You started reluctantly.

“Yes,” he replied, understandably confused.

“Reo started talking to me and saying this stuff about how he’s scared I’ll hurt you. He told me how you’re already changing for me and taking initiative and doing things you normally wouldn’t like: showering after your games and waking up early to clean your room. He’s worried I’ll break your heart and you’ll be unmotivated and depressed.” 

There was silence for about a minute after you told him this. He was the first to break it.

“He really told you I didn’t shower after games before you?” He asked.

“I guess he kinda implied it,” you said wondering why he focused so much on that part. 

“Well that’s embarrassing,” he said with a wry smile before adding,”you don’t have to worry about hurting me.” He reached for your hand now and brought it up to his lips to kiss softly. 

“Why aren’t you more concerned about this? Reo is right. Relationships are messy and people get hurt and I don’t want to hurt you ever,” you said shivering at how his lips felt against your skin. 

“Reo is cynical. Yes people get hurt but I don’t wanna close myself off from you just because something may or may not happen.” He kept your hand laced in his and that’s how the two of you stood until Reo himself walked in a few moments later. He had two trays of sandwiches that he set down and seeing the state the two of you were in he asked: “Am I interrupting?”

“No Reo, I actually wanted to talk to you. Why have you been telling my girlfriend that she’s gonna hurt me?” Nagi asked in a conversational tone.

Reo glanced at you before looking back at Nagi.

“Nagi, you know everything I do is to protect you. I don’t want you getting hurt. You know how the girls at school are,” Reo replied. 

You didn’t understand this and looked curiously at Nagi but he ignored you.

“She’s not like that, she's nice to me and sweet and I need the two of you to get along otherwise you’re hurting me both,” he said firmly. 

At last you and Reo looked at each other, his last words resonating with both of you so there was no malice or ill will in the others eyes.

A nurse interrupted, coming in and saying she was going to change Nagi’s bandages to freshen them up before he left for the night and you and Reo were ushered into the hallway. 

“Thanks for coming,” Reo said genuinely once the door closed behind the two of you. 

“You’re welcome. I really care about him,” you said. 

“Yeah I can see that,” he said, running a hand through his hair that was loose out of its usual ponytail. 

“I didn’t mean to snitch on you or anything like that. I only told Nagi because he was asking why I was being so distant,” you said to him. He nodded in understanding. 

“No it’s fine I knew something was up when he was bumming around and blue because you weren’t around all of a sudden. It’s my fault,” he said. Now that he wasn’t looking at you with suspicion he seemed friendly and you could see why he got along with Nagi. 

“I know you were just trying to protect him since he’s your best friend,” you said.

“Still I shouldn’t have said anything to you like that or in that way. The last thing I wanted was for Nagi to be sad but I seemed to have caused it by you being distant. I've never seen him so down like that before.” His words made you feel guilty, after all you had only distanced yourself in order to not hurt him. 

“What did you mean by that comment about girls at your school?” You asked him. 

“Girls at school think Nagi is weird. Well, not just the girls but everyone does. He sticks to himself and he’s not concerned with impressing people the way everyone else is,” he said. 

You did know Nagi was a bit odd but he was endearing and now you knew why Reo was so protective of him. He was very attractive as well so you had truly thought he was joking when he had said that girls especially don’t talk to him. 

“Reo I wanna be able to get along. I don’t wanna stay away from Nagi because I care about him,” you said, deciding to call for a truce.

“Yeah that sounds good to me. I guess I  judged you unfairly and like Nagi said he wants us to be able to get along. It’s just always been him and me so I have to get used to it,” he said. 

You assured him you didn’t wanna ruin his and Nagi’s friendship and that of course they’d still be able to do the things they’ve always done. When the nurse came out of the room you both went back inside to find Nagi playing games on his phone in his typical fashion. 

You and Reo smiled at each other both knowing this was a sign he was recovering. 

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“I never said thank you,” Nagi said, stopping in his tracks as you both walked in the park.

It had been three weeks since his injury and he had recovered with you by his side. These walks with him had been a form of physical therapy but once he had healed they had stuck around as a routine thing for you two. 

“For what?” You asked. 

“For accepting being my girlfriend. I had liked you for a long time before I spoke to you and I was always too nervous to do so,” he said. He looked wonderful surrounded by the cherry blossoms of the trail you too were on. It had been his idea to go cherry blossom viewing with you and he had been looking forward to it for weeks even drawing a little blossom on your calendar for this date. 

“You’re welcome. Reo had told me about how you had started spending more time at the internet cafe because of me,” you said. A blush the color of the blossoms formed on his cheeks.

“The only downside to you and Reo being friends now is that he tells you all the embarrassing unfiltered things about me,” Nagi said but you could tell it meant a lot to him that you and Reo got along. 

In the weeks following Nagi’s injury you had stayed with him at his dorm and took care of him and Reo would come over in the evenings and all three of you would binge watch shows and movies you took turns picking. Of course you and Nagi continued to support Reo by watching him practice and coming to games as well while Nagi was healing. 

“I don’t think it’s embarrassing. It’s sweet you like me so much,” you said. 

He reached out to cup your face in his hands in the way he was so fond of doing. 

“I more than like you,” he said seriously before adding,”I know you were scared of hurting me but the truth is I’m not scared to be hurt if it’s by you. I wanna be with you always.” 

Your head was spinning at the way his eyes penetrated into yours. 

“I more than like you too,” you said shyly. He looks at you lovingly before leaning in to kiss you. 

When he pulls away he looks into your eyes and tells you those three words you had sworn you had heard before you had dozed off to sleep when you had slept over: “I love you.” 

This time as he kisses you again even though it feels like it, you know you’re not dreaming.

#this was so much fun to write i love gamer Nagi #if some parts are cringe its on purpose they are in high school here and i wanted non stop fluff #nagi seishiro #nagi seishiro x reader #nagi x reader #nagi x you #blue lock nagi #blue lock x reader #reo mikage #bllk fluff #nagi fluff #blue lock headcanons #nagi imagines #shout out to overwatch its the first person shooter game i imagined them playing

[alwayzraven]

Kardeşlerim Ep 88

The episode started with a 3 weeks time jump, the Eren family were at home looking sad and depressed. Aybike wasn't at home with them. They went to the cemetry to visit Zehra meanwhile Aybike was at the hospital waiting for them so she can get discharged. They showed us a flashback scene: After Aybike's heart stopped, the doctor succeeded in bringing her back to life. Berk was still in shock:

Sengul dreamt of Elif coming to her house and telling her that she was the reason her mom died. Elif tried to hurt Umutcan and Sengul woke up crying. She feels guilty that Elif is left alone.

The next day, Aybike came to school with the others and of course Berk hugged her as soon as he saw her.

Berk:”My love! Thank god! Come here!”

And then he hugged her tightly which made her scream in pain because of her neck wound.

Berk:”I am sorry, I am sorry! Did I hurt you?”

Aybike:”No, no it didn’t hurt but let’s hug less tightly for a while, is that okay?”

Berk:”Okay my love, what can we do! Let’s hug less for a while”

Aybike:”I didn’t say let’s hug less, I said let’s hug less tightly. We will hug softly and we will continue to hug”

Berk:”Okay, we’ll hug softly, got it”

Then Berk told them that the two shooters were arrested and they are going to spend a long time in jail. Btw, the Erens gave the keys of the restaurant back to the owner. They didn't want to keep the restaurant after what happened to the kids there. I wish they would’ve kept the restaurant because it would’ve been a good source of income for them. 

Berk kept on playing with Aybike’s hair while she was talking to others and checking her neck wound. 

People expected him to kiss her wound and if we were on another channel or someone else was writing the scenario for this then we would’ve gotten that kiss bc Berk would definitely do that 🙄

Sengul went to see Elif and found her arguing with a lady. Turns out it was her landlady and she was asking her to leave the house. Elif packed her stuff and her skateboard and got out of the house. Sengul asked her if she had any relatives she can stay with and Elif said no. Sengul told her to come stay with her and her family for a couple of days and then she can decide what to do.

Berk and Aybike were at the cafeteria.

Berk:”I swear it was one of the scariest days of my life, my love. What if you didn't come back? What if that beautiful heart of yours didn't beat again?God forbid my love, God forbid”

The way he stroked her cheek here 😭😭

Aybike:”Okay, Berk, Okay. Please, please,  let's not talk about this, it's over now, I'm fine”

Berk:”Okay, let’s stop talking about this, I am okay with that”

Aybike:”Now, I made a new decision”

Berk:”What decision? Tell me”

Aybike:”First, I decided to be a positive person. I am going to take advantage of this second chance given to me”

Berk:”That’s a great decision my love. You have my support”

Aybike:”Also, I decided which profession I am going to choose”

Berk:”which profession? Judge? Architect? Prosecutor?”

I just love this list of jobs he thought would suit Aybike 😂

Aybike:”Pilot!”

Berk:”Pilot? Where did you get this idea?”

Aybike:”This might sound silly to you but when I was at the hospital, I had a dream, I mean I am not sure if it was a vision or a dream but we got married, I became a pilot, and we had children.”

Berk:”We had children? How many?”

Aybike:”Two”

Berk:”That’s it?”

Aybike:”What don’t you like about having two kids? Just be thankful I gave birth to that many”

Aybike was surprised that his mother came to the hospital. Berk told her that she took good care of Sengul. Berk suggested that she and Sengul come have dinner with them later in the evening. Aybike said that she will try to convince Sengul and told Berk to convince his mom too and they will come.

After school, Aybike and Oglucan met Elif at home. Oglucan and Elif had a cute interaction but I am still not sure if they will be paired in the future because usually Oglucan falls for the girl the moment he meets her but he wasn’t affected by Elif. It would be fun to watch, if they do pair them because they have different personalities. Aybike told Sengul that they were invited to dinner at Ayla’s house and Sengul was surprised at first but then told Aybike to text Berk that they will come to dinner and then she told Elif to come with them. Elif at first declined because she didn’t know Ayla so it didn’t make sense for her to go with them but Sengul said that Ayla is so nice she wouldn’t mind.

Berk ordered pizza because Ayla didn’t have time to prepare anything. When Berk, opened the door 😂

Aybike should stop worrying about girls and focus on her brother bc Istg he’s going to steal her boyfriend one these days 😂

When Elif shook Berk’s hand, she squeezed it tightly but not on purpose and Berk was surprised by how strong she was. 

Then they all went to sit and eat and Sengul looked at them and said that she wished she could take a picture of Elif and Berk because they were talking and laughing with each other. Ayla couldn’t believe that Sengul brought Elif to her house. Sengul told her that they were siblings so ofc she was going to bring Elif.

Ayla and Sengul went to the kitchen while the kids stayed in the living room. Ayla was panicking:”What are you trying to do, Sengul? How can you bring that girl to my house? ” Sengul told her that Elif was left alone, she couldn’t handle the guilt so she brought her to her house. She told Ayla that when she went to see Elif, her landady was trying to kick her out of the house. Then Sengul told her that she better think of a way to tell Elif that she is going to stay with her from now on. Ayla said that she can’t allow her to stay here because she doesn’t know how she was raised bc what if she’s a theif. Sengul told her that since she separated the two siblings, she needed to take responsibility now and keep them together. Sengul told her that since she needs help around the house, she can say that Elif can help her and that way it doesn’t look suspicious.  Aybike came downstairs to get some water and ended up hearing Sengul say that Elif is Berk’s sister. Aybike was shocked and ran upstairs. She kept on staring at Elif and Elif got pissed. She asked her why she was staring at her like that and Aybike said that she spaced out. Elif said:”Good because I am not in the mood to fight with anyone”. Berk said that she is annoying 😂

Then, Ayla and Sengul came. Sengul said that Ayla has something to share with everyone concerning Elif. Ayla told Elif that Sengul told her about what happened to her and so she decided to give her a scholarship to study at the same school as Berk. I am sorry but aren’t we at the end of the school year?? Or in the middle?? It amazes me how they can transfer students to a new school whenever they want on this show. Anyway, Ayla told her that she can stay with them because she needs help around the house. Berk did not like what his mother proposed to Elif. These two started fighting as soon as they met, I can’t wait to see how their relationship will develop in the future. Aybike actually tried to defend Ayla’s decision when Berk said that his mom’s proposition was ridiculous. Her first instinct was to make sure that he didn’t offend his sister 🥺 

When they got home, Oglucan and Elif fought and it was so funny. Elif told Oglucan that she doesn’t like him and Oglucan said that he feels the same. I wonder if the writers decided to give Oglucan the enemies to lovers kind of relationship this time. He is still thinking about Afra btw, that’s why I am not sure about these two being partners. Sengul and Aybike were in her room. Aybike asked Sengul how can Berk and Elif be siblings. Sengul was surprised by her question and tried to leave but Aybike told her not to try and avoid the question because she heard her and Ayla talk about this. Sengul told her that Elif is his twin sister and that she talked to their mother before she died. Aybike asked about their father’s wearhabouts and Sengul told her that he was in prison.  Aybike was so sad to hear all of this. Sengul told her to keep this a secret and to not tell berk. Sengul of course didn’t tell her that Resul bought Berk or that Ayla was involved in his mother’s death. 

The next day, Elif came with Ayla to school to enroll. The dean welcomed Elif and asked her if she was ready to join Attaman school and Elif said I am ready but is this school ready for me. I love her energy tbh 😂 She saw Berk and the rest at the cafeteria.

Berk can’t stand her and I know the writers are doing this on purpose because it happened with Omer and Harika in S1 and Omer and Yasmin and Sarp in this season. Aybike started defending Elif after Berk called her weird. Aybike said that she is young like them, she is someone's daughter or someone’s sister so they should try to understand her. Then, Aybike told Asyie that she needs to talk to her. Aybike told Asiye about Elif and Berk being siblings but told Asiye to keep it a secret.

Nebehat and Akif decided to throw a party to welcome Bahar. While everyone was talking about siblings, Berk mentioned that he’s probably the only one in the group without a sibling and Susen said that she also doesn’t have a sibling. It’s okay Susen you’ll get one in the next season 😂 Aybike asked Berk if he wanted to have a sibling but Berk said no, that he likes being an only child and Aybike looked at Asiye 😬 Tolga got gifts for Emel and Bahar and he went upstairs to look for the girls to give them their gifts. Bahar and Emel wanted to watch a movie but the dvd Bahar put in the laptop was the security footage showing how Leyla fell. The dvd took some time to load so the girls chose to play with dolls instead however they left the laptop open and the video started playing. Tolga came to give the girls their gifts and saw the laptop. I am not sure if he saw the video because the laptop was slightly turned to the left so the whole screen wasn’t visible. We’ll know when we get the teaser because they didn’t release one today.

I am surprised by the pace in this episode. I didn’t expect Aybike to find out the truth about Elif this early. When I found out about Berk's birth story, I expected that Aybike would somehow be involved in this. I thought his bio mom would still be alive and Aybike would find out about her when she hears Sengul and Ayla talk about this later in the season, Aybike would hide the truth from Berk, Berk finds out and they break up. Like I said before, the other couples have huge secrets that will lead to a major break up but not Ayber. But then Sarpil died and I dropped this scenario. But now!!!! Aybike found out about Elif and she was shocked. I wonder if she will find out about how Resul bought Berk because I think she thinks that he was adopted. Do you guys think Aybike will tell Berk the truth? Honestly, I think both scenarios are possible 😭

#kardeşlerim #kardeslerim #ayber #recap

[dangan-kagura]

Why I Love Senran Kagura

I need to use this blog for things besides Danganronpa stuff. Now, for the first time, I’m finally gonna talk about something related to Senran Kagura.

If you’ve never heard of Senran Kagura, it’s a series of anime-based games involving big breasted ninja girls. The theme of the series is of course fanservice and the genre depends on the game, but officially the main games are of the beat ‘em up genre. For this blog, I’m gonna talk about how I got into Senran Kagura, what I love about it, as well as the downside about being a fan of the series in the 2020s.

How I Got Into It

I can’t remember if it was 2016 or 2017, but one of those years was how I found out about it. I went to Youtube and saw someone’s video of Ikaruga’s story in Shinovi Versus. The gameplay is kinda what caught my attention. It was an anime game that wasn’t an RPG. At the time, I had learned about the Neptunia series from the same Youtuber (who closed his account in 2017 I think) and even though Neptunia is a series of RPGs, I wanted to be a part of it because I loved its fanservice moments and its concept of being a parody of the video game industry, so I played their hack ‘n’ slash spinoffs.

Moreover, at the time, I stopped playing Guilty Gear because I couldn’t tolerate how people were favoring Blazblue which I didn’t think was as cool as Guilty Gear, and also because I couldn’t stand to see the fandom obsessed with Bridget. So trying to find a new series to replace Guilty Gear was almost challenging because most anime games aren’t fighting games, for the majority, they’re all RPGs, and nothing came close to what Guilty Gear is like. Senran Kagura however was a beat ‘em up/hack ‘n’ slash game, which were genres that I was more into. As soon as I found out about the theme being fanservice with big breasted anime girls, I probably thought to myself, “Holy shit! I gotta play this game!” By summer 2017, I finally got the opportunity to play Senran Kagura Estival Versus and have been a fan since then.

Now, I’m gonna explain what I love about this series.

1. Gameplay

The main Senran Kagura games are action beat ‘em up games. Its gameplay is similar to games like Dynasty Warriors and Streets of Rage, but without the mission-based stuff from the Warriors series. A key thing is Shinobi Transformation where the girls will change into their ninja outfits and have increased stats and the ability to use Ninja Arts which work like super specials. At the end of each stage, you’ll usually fight one of the other playable girls, and as you do, using Ninja Arts will cause the opponent to strip their clothes. If successful, you could strip your opponent until they're only in their underwear, or even until they're fully nude.

The spinoffs are also interesting. There’s Senran Kagura Bon Appetit which is a rhythm game, Senran Kagura Peach Beach Splash which is a third-person shooter involving water guns, Senran Kagura Reflexions which I can’t really describe since it’s not an action game, and Senran Kagura Peach Ball which involves pinball. Out of these four, Bon Appetit and Reflexions are my favorites.

Basically, because of its gameplay and different genres, I saw Senran Kagura as a series that stood out from other anime games, since the majority of them are RPGs.

2. It’s Rated M for Mature

Since stripping is something you’ll see in the series, of course it would have to be rated M by the ESRB. By comparison, most anime games are usually rated T, which feels just as average as playing your typical Japanese RPG that isn’t rated M. Like, I mentioned that I do enjoy certain Neptunia spinoffs, but the fact that the series is rated T wasn’t enough to satisfy me. So because Senran Kagura was rated M, again, I saw Senran Kagura as a series that stood out from other anime games. Strangely, only the first game Senran Kagura Burst, released for the 3DS in 2013 (localized) that game was rated T, so Burst is not quite as explicit compared to the sequels.

I mean, the fanservice in the sequels are a little more explicit. Like, when you strip the girls naked, there’ll be shining lights where their breasts and private area will be. The only time the series ever showed the girls’ breasts was in the OVA. It was quite shocking to me and felt more like I was watching High School DxD. While I do have some taste in fanservice, even I have limits and High School DxD was too much for me to handle. Why would I be into Senran Kagura fanservice? The answer is in the next section.

3. I Hate My Little Pony and Can’t Stand Bronies

This next section is quite longer so heads up.

I’m not ashamed to admit it, I don’t like My Little Pony and don’t take very kindly to that subculture of adult male fans. Now before you come after me ranting that I should at least consider watching Friendship is Magic, I already have 10 years ago and didn’t think it was that good of a show even to this day. Literally, MLP looked like a really cheap kids cartoon.

It’s like this, when I compare My Little Pony to some of my favorite childhood cartoons, like the ones by Klasky Csupo (e.g. Rugrats, The Wild Thornberrys, Rocket Power, As Told by Ginger) MLP just falls flat for me. Everything from the songs, jokes, writing, animation and art style, it has no appeal to me. And knowing the real kind of target audience that show has, no way in hell would I wanna be an enthusiast for the franchise. Yet it sickens me to see that there is a group of people out there who actually have a thing for it. There’s other things about the show I don’t like, but I’d rather not talk about it here. And I would share my other taste in childhood cartoons, but maybe some other time.

Now you might be wondering, what does this have to do with being a Senran Kagura fan? Easy. To me, Senran Kagura is my way to counter all the brony nonsense I see on the internet. Ever since I learned about bronies in 2014, I only learned about the toxicity they came with, such as making dark humor jokes and fanfics that depict the ponies as serial killers. And it might not be toxic, but I was disgusted from seeing bronies make dubstep remixes of songs from the show. It was so ridiculous, I didn’t wanna trust dubstep nerds out of concern that all dubstep nerds are bronies. Moreover, the majority of bronies don’t seem that interested in other kinds of kids cartoons (except for SpongeBob), by stereotype, bronies would instead talk about their taste in violent video games.

Things only got worse years later. In 2016, every time I went out in public, I saw lots of people wearing shirts that had that mascot guy from the Fallout games. Obviously it was to capitalize on the release of Fallout 4, but I was suspicious that these people were all bronies, because I was aware that there was a Youtube series called Fallout Equestria (or something) which if I’m right depicts the My Little Pony cast in the Fallout series setting. I mean, I probably thought that because I was also aware that there was a pony mod in Skyrim, so in other words, I couldn’t trust fans of either The Elder Scrolls or Fallout due to suspicion that everyone in their fandoms was a brony. The fact that I don’t trust bronies is pretty much the reason why I chose not to play either of those two games.

There was no escape from bronies, they were everywhere on the internet, and I don’t just mean p0rn sites. Later in 2014, I was visiting TASVideos to see tool-assisted speedruns for my favorite classic games. Yet some people on the site were bronies that I didn’t want to interact with. 2015 was the year I learned about Twitch, and sure enough, there were occasions when in the comments, someone would try to put a pony reference and I didn’t think of that person as trustworthy, because I figured that person was your typical brony stereotype, someone who would watch an episode or two for an hour, and afterwards they would play their favorite violent video game. Since then, I’ve done my best to avoid anything related to bronies, even if it was something like avoiding The Living Tombstone’s music.

Basically, ever since I learned about bronies, I lost all faith in humanity. It's one reason why I hated the 2010s. It’s also one reason why I don’t have many friends, because I don’t want to make friends with someone who actually likes to watch a cheap-looking cartoon about ponies that is meant to have a little girl's target audience. But my prayers were answered when I got into Senran Kagura years later, because I knew that it had what a man like me is looking for. I don’t get off on ponies, I get off on big breasted anime girls, and thankfully, I don’t think anyone I’ve met in the Senran Kagura fandom has admitted that they’re bronies, and frankly, I don’t even wanna know. So when someone throws brony or pony shit in my face, I’ll do my best to ignore them and just think of Senran Kagura instead. So long as I’m a Senran Kagura fan, I’ll think to myself that it makes me a better person than bronies. And if you’re a brony reading this, I do apologize if I might’ve offended you or sounded prejudiced.

The Downside About Being a Fan

This won’t be divided into sections, I’ll try to briefly explain the recent downside about being a Senran Kagura fan in the 2020s.

Basically, the series creator/righteous boobage producer, Kenichiro Takaki, left the series’ publishers Marvelous, and it was announced that Senran Kagura 7even was canceled. Why? Well, since 2018, the latest PlayStation games with sexual themes, which mainly includes anime games, have been given censorship regulations. For the localized PS4 release of Senran Kagura Burst Re:Newal, a minigame where you can tickle the girls and kiss them ended up getting removed. This new regulation, to my knowledge, caused Senran Kagura 7even to face development hell since they knew that what they intended for the game was not gonna be approved. Fans like me were pretty upset about this.

Currently, the latest game in the series is Senran Kagura Peach Ball, released for the Nintendo Switch in 2019. Since then, there hasn’t been any new kind of announcement for a new installment to replace the unreleased Senran Kagura 7even. But that doesn’t mean new games aren’t being made. In 2020, Kenichiro Takaki released Kandagawa Jet Girls before leaving Marvelous. It has the same fanservice theme Senran Kagura is known for, and I like that it’s a racing game. Of course, the game is rated T so it's been toned down, and unfortunately, it's a stand-alone title so there isn't a sequel. And in 2021, Senran Kagura got to have a crossover game with Neptunia. While it doesn’t have a lot of characters, it’s probably my favorite Neptunia spinoff, I say Neptunia because Idea Factory, not Marvelous, own the publishing rights, not to mention the setting is more related to the Neptunia universe. The only other latest news regarding Senran Kagura comes from the Japan only mobile gacha game Senran Kagura New Link. Since it probably won't have a localized release, obviously I don’t get a lot of news about it (to my knowledge, the latest update for New Link includes a crossover special with Azur Lane).

Getting back to the reasons I got into Senran Kagura, some of them are for the same reasons I got into Danganronpa. For that series, I love its gameplay (the class trials I mean), the fanservice and the series being rated M. With Senran Kagura not doing well recently, I really hoped that getting into Danganronpa would be a new kind of love. Boy was I wrong, the Danganronpa fandom was not what I was expecting it to be. I thought fans would have the same point of view as me and were into things like the fanservice and which girls were their waifus. Instead, the fandom would make headcanons that certain characters were gay, and before I knew it, the most popular Danganronpa ships involve either yaoi or yuri, any straight ship just gets a ton of hate.

Not only that, but there have been recent occasions on TikTok where I would meet a western Danganronpa fan who is also a brony. As I said, I do my best to ignore those kinds of people and just think of Senran Kagura. Yet the fact that Senran Kagura isn’t doing so well makes it hard for me nowadays. Not only was Senran Kagura my remedy from having to deal with bronies, but I now like to think of Senran Kagura as a remedy from having to deal with all the Doki Doki Literature Club nonsense I’ve been seeing in the Danganronpa fandom. I’ve already written a rant about just how terribly awful DDLC is, yet I didn’t think the game would be THAT popular in the west. It makes no sense to me that today’s gamers and otakus (at least in the west) would think that a visual novel about suicidal anime girls would be something enthusiastic. It’s not, suicide is not okay and should not be enthusiastic!

I mean, chances are, it’s probably gonna be like that no matter what kind of anime fanbase I end up joining in the future. Like, if I get into a new kind of series and find out that the majority of fans are making memes using DDLC references, that’s not cool to me and it might make me lose trust in the anime subculture. Heck, I’m not even sure if there are people in the brony subculture making My Little Pony memes using the DDLC setting. That’s just fucking toxic and it’s enough to make me think that DDLC fans are no better people than bronies. Me? I don’t get off on ponies and I don’t get off on suicidal anime girls. I get off on big breasted anime girls. If I had to choose between seeing the DDLC girls kill themselves by stabbing themselves multiple times with knives or seeing Katsuragi sexually harass her classmates in Senran Kagura via groping, I would much rather see Katsuragi grope the other girls. Yet because Senran Kagura doesn’t have a new installment, it makes it hard for me to counter DDLC’s western popularity.

Even so, at least Neptunia is still doing well. I mean, I’m trying my best to not get too involved with that series’ fandom. Like, I don’t want to come across anything hateful regarding Neptunia ReVerse having some censorship issues. I mean, the later games after that one don’t have any other issues, and frankly, I’d rather not find out. But even so, it’s not a big fandom like with Danganronpa, but at least I haven’t met anyone who calls themself a brony. And seeing cute girls transform in magical girls is still and always will be better than watching cute girls commit suicide. So if I wanted, I could use Neptunia as another remedy to deal with bullshit from either bronies or DDLC, but even with Neptunia still going strong, it doesn’t come close to being as sexy as Senran Kagura.

Overall, I love Senran Kagura no matter what is happening to it right now. Yet being a fan of the series in the 2020s has become difficult for me. There aren’t any new games, and in terms of what other anime games are out there, they don’t come close to what Senran Kagura is like. But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna stop playing the series. I’ll still play my favorite installments and spinoffs no matter what happens to this series.

#senran kagura #non-danganronpa stuff #blog #let me know if I should use more images #why i love senran kagura

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Ok, time for some thoughts regarding yesterday's Nintendo Direct!

Pikmin 4: Nothing too revolutionary, just taking the Pikmin formula and refining/expanding it, like Pikmin 2 and 3 did before it. And honestly, that's not a bad thing! I love the Pikmin games, they're really fun and charming and this one seems to continue that trend. It seems we're getting all the existing Pikmin types in addition to the new Ice Pikmin so that'll be cool. And the new doggo is adorable! I'm really looking forward to this one.

Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective: This is a game that I always wanted to play and never got to do it, so I'm glad to see it ported to the Switch! Maybe this will be the time I actually play it.

Sea of Stars: Absolutely gorgeous and looks really fun as well, taking inspiration from one of my favorite games ever. Apparently it got a demo so I'll probably give that a try. I still need to play The Messenger though...

Game Boy and Game Boy Advance added to Nintendo Switch Online: Finally! And now I actually have the Expansion Pack thanks to a friend so I can get hyped about GBA too. The libraries are a bit limited for the time being but that's to be expected. Looking forward to replaying some of my favorites from that era and also try a few classics for the first time. Although the games I'm most hyped about are the ones that were confirmed to come in the future, like Oracle of Seasons/Ages, Pokémon TCG, Metroid Fusion and of course freaking GOLDEN SUN (yes, I'm ready to replay it for the millionth time).

Metroid Prime Remastered: Okay, I wasn't expecting this one, even though it had been rumored for a while. While I would've liked to see the entire trilogy in one package, the first Prime is arguably the best one and also one of the best games ever made. The remake looks amazing and much more polished than just a simple HD port. Seriously, if you haven't played this game before, give it a try, it's a masterpiece, and this is coming from someone who hates shooters (Metroid Prime isn't really a shooter).

Baten Kaitos I & II Remaster: HOLY SHIT. Another one (two?) that I always wanted to play but didn't get when it first came out before it became impossible to find, and never bothered with trying to emulate. I'd love to give the series a chance on modern hardware.

Professor Layton And The New World of Steam: HOOOOOO BOY!!! This might seriously be my favorite announcement of the Direct, even though they didn't really show us anything! I was a HUGE Layton fan during the DS era and I was so sad that the series kinda just died all of a sudden. I'm honestly so fucking hyped for this! Please be good, please be good, please be good!

Mario Kart 8 Deluxe DLC Wave 4: The new track looks amazing! Yoshi's Island was one of the defining games from my childhood so this gets me extremely nostalgic. Also Birdo was a nice surprise! I wasn't expecting characters in the pass! While I don't really care about Birdo in particular, this opens the door for more characters so maybe this means I can finally have my boy Diddy Kong again. Please. It's been so long.

The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom: Honestly I don't have a lot to say about this one. Am I hyped? Absolutely. But we still know so little about this game! What's the story about? How does it differ from BotW? Although, part of me kinda wishes it stays this way. Trailers tend to spoil too much stuff these days, so I'm fine with keeping the surprises for when I actually play the game. Oh, and it's a minor thing, but I hope they bring back Wolf Link and/or a similar mechanic (and not locked to amiibo this time). I just loved exploring Hyrule with a doggo.

Overall a really exciting Direct, and there were also a bunch of other cool announcements that I didn't touch here. Now to work on my backlog so I can play shiny new games without feeling guilty, lol.

#Nintendo #Nintendo Direct #Light Wolf plays videogames

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And now for quick notes on games I've played on Steam since June and didn't finish but left in the "maybe I'll get back to this some day" category, part 1 of 2:

Assault Android Cactus: Pretty decent twin stick shooter that I was initially having fun with, but a couple bosses in I got real tired of getting one-shot by stuff that was off screen until too late to do anything about it during boss fights. Surprisingly by the same people who recently made Unpacking

Zasa: An AI Story: Kind of neat idea for a puzzle game, but I kind of forgot I was playing it for a month and lost interest

Achromatic: Minimalist puzzle game that seems fine, but the larger the puzzles get the more I have the same problem I do with Match 3 games where stuff just stops registering in my brain and I have to look at every little thing individually and it's not fun anymore

Incredipede: I like the premise and the general vibe, but I just wasn't into actually playing it enough to finish it. It has the best achievements ever though, which are all things like "go outside and play with a real bug, then come back here and press this button to give yourself the achievement"

Ziggurat: Roguelike FPS that I like the idea of but was very bad at and couldn't get into

Mad Max: Seems like a fine-ish open world game if you have nothing better to do with your time, but nothing about it stands out in any way. I could go play a good game instead of just one that's vaguely ok

Mighty No. 9: I can't tell if it's better or worse than the internet led me to believe, but I can tell it's not good enough to be worth playing over going back and replaying literally any old Mega Man game instead

The First Tree: I had to stop like five minutes in because it was clearly trying to get me to take it seriously but the animations were so hilariously janky that I couldn't

Induction: Minimalist puzzle game that I just wasn't really feeling the central mechanics of

God Eater Resurrection: Might come back to again at some point even if I'm not really sure I'll like it. The main problem was that I was having major issues running it through Proton on Linux (which rarely happens to me anymore these days, which is pretty neat itself), but that'll probably get fixed sooner or later

Tekken 7: Of all the fighting games I tried this year this was the one I got along the best with [this is a lie because I wrote it before playing BBTAG], which is weird because I've never played much Tekken in the past. It felt the most satisfying to play and I had the most success actually learning how to play a character that actually clicked with me (Lucky Chloe is just fun), but I just kinda don't really like a lot of the character designs and the story and all that stuff when it comes to Tekken and always have, which killed my motivation

Guilty Gear Xrd -SIGN-: I really wanted to like this more than I did because it looks great and is generally ridiculous, but the overall feel of the game just wasn't really clicking with me

Art of Gravity: Another puzzle game that's vaguely interesting but didn't really grab me enough to finish

Say No! More: Comedy game about setting boundaries, which I really want to like more than I do, but the humor and tone just weren't really doing much for me and I stopped like halfway through even though it's short

#say no more #art of gravity #guilty gear xrd #tekken 7 #god eater resurrection #induction #the first tree #mighty no. 9 #mad max #ziggurat #incredipede #achromatic #zasa: an ai story #assault android cactus

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Fantastic Four Vol 1 #296

Fri Feb 4 2022 [08:41 PM] Umbramatic: that's a lotta pencils [08:41 PM] Wack'd: It's the 25th anniversary issue and they've celebrated by inviting everyone [08:41 PM] maxwellelvis: The fuck was goin' on over there-- ah [08:41 PM] Umbramatic: ooooh [08:41 PM] Wack'd: Before we get to plot stuff, have some commemorative essays [08:44 PM] Wack'd: Stan Lee: "Who amongus has not nurtured a secret desire to see Reed Richards stretch further than he's able? Who has not been tempted to shout 'it's clobberin' time!' when no one's looking? Who wouldn't love to have a fire extinguisher near at haand the next time Johnny Storm shouts 'flame on'? And what red-blooded American youth hasn't wished that he had met the stunning Invisible Girl before ol' Stretcho latched onto her?" [08:44 PM] Wack'd: sigh Never change, Stan [08:45 PM] Wack'd: Stan also requests that if you like the issue, praise him, and if you don't, blame Jim Shooter [08:45 PM] Wack'd: I don't think anyone has ever needed permission to blame Jim Shooter [08:47 PM] Bocaj: It’s easy and productive, as long as you don’t do it in person. Man is an actual giant [08:47 PM] maxwellelvis: "Hey, aren't you the guy who sank Ultra Comics and Malibu Comics?" "FE FI FO FUM!" [08:49 PM] Wack'd: And now, Jim Shooter's considerably shorter essay [08:49 PM] Wack'd: Mostly just about how he loves Marvel and Stan and how this issue made him realize what a great responsibility he has as editor in chief [08:49 PM] Wack'd: And now: comics! [08:50 PM] Wack'd: We open with Ben Grimm sullenly walking through the rain. In the middle of the road [08:51 PM] Wack'd: A car hits him [08:51 PM] Umbramatic: that poor car [08:51 PM] Wack'd: Indeed [08:52 PM] Wack'd: The driver steps out to berate Ben but Ben is in no mood. The driver is frightened. Ben tells him to leave but the guy can't drive away, the fender is crammed into the wheels. So Ben pulls the fencer off [08:53 PM] Wack'd: I do want to emphasize this is all…surprisingly quiet and understated? It's a funny situation but Ben isn't, like, quipping or loudly angry [08:53 PM] Wack'd: He's extremely terse [08:54 PM] Wack'd: Not really what I was expecting from a Stan Lee script at all

[08:55 PM] Wack'd: We go through the origin again. I won't bore you. I recognize enough issue #1 stuff to know that this isn't, like, a huge retcon or anything [08:56 PM] Bocaj: Did they all put their hands in the middle? [08:56 PM] Wack'd: Yeah, and Ben does "I'm what Susan called me--the Thing!" and Reed says "And I'll call myself--Mr. Fantastic!" [08:56 PM] Bocaj: That’s what I’m here for [08:57 PM] maxwellelvis: What we all came here for [08:57 PM] Wack'd: Ben mopes a bit about how he'll always be a monster [08:57 PM] Wack'd: And then, in a cutaway to later, charters a plane to deposit him on Monster Island, which he reckons is where he belongs [08:58 PM] Wack'd: When I say deposit I mean he literally jumps out into the middle of the ocean while the pilot begs him not to because he has so much to live for, so until that coastline comes into view it kiiiiiinda plays like Ben's killing himself???? [08:58 PM] Umbramatic: oh geez [08:59 PM] Wack'd: What the absolute fuck happened to Stan Lee between 1971 and 1986 [08:59 PM] Bocaj: That may have coincided with one of the times he went out to Hollywood and lost a significant chunk of everything [09:00 PM] Wack'd: Meanwhile, in Los Angeles, Reed fires the 4 signal flare! Buy a beeper, Reed, gosh [09:01 PM] maxwellelvis: --- "Big" Bob Pataki [09:01 PM] Wack'd: Sue is about to give a speech at a charity fundraiser when she spots the flare, and declares to the crowd "I'll keep my message short and sweet: give til it hurts!" before turning invisible and rushing off [09:02 PM] Wack'd: Johnny and Alicia are at an auto show. The whole gang's in LA looking for Ben, but Johnny admits he's procrastinating because he feels guilty about Alicia [09:03 PM] Wack'd: Also Alicia tells Johnny that she "loves hearing you describe the autos," which is hilariously clunky [09:04 PM] Wack'd: Johnny and Sue arrive at…I guess Reed has rented a hotel room? But it's pretty spacious and he's cluttered it up with science junk [09:04 PM] Wack'd: See, Reed's tracked down Ben's pilot friend, who tells them about Ben's self-exile [09:05 PM] Wack'd: The pilot angrily tells them that it's all their fault he's exiled himself since they never sympathized with his plight and rubbed their good fortune in his face, and the best thing they can do is stay far away from Ben [09:06 PM] Umbramatic: i [09:06 PM] Bocaj: And then it was a short issue [09:06 PM] Wack'd: You joke but we get another timeskip and the entire gang has returned to New York [09:06 PM] Bocaj: … [09:06 PM] Bocaj: Welp [09:07 PM] Umbramatic: o h [09:09 PM] Wack'd: Hey, its our first real good look at 4 Freedoms

[09:09 PM] Umbramatic: that sure is a 4 [09:11 PM] Bocaj: I want a cutaway [09:11 PM] Wack'd: So do I [09:11 PM] Bocaj: What secrets does that 4 hold [09:10 PM] Wack'd: Inside, Jen and Wyatt are exercising and talking about how the original Four are so tight knit, and as a result won't let them in on what that old pilot said or what they're feeling right now. Wyatt wishes he could help, while Jen says she "loves them and respects them" for that bond [09:12 PM] Wack'd: Wyatt tries to segue from talking about the Four's familial love to his feelings for Jen, but Jen cuts him off [09:12 PM] Wack'd: "Hey! I thought heap big injun chiefs were men of few words." *siiiiiiiigh* [09:12 PM] Bocaj: Goddammit Jen [09:12 PM] Umbramatic: yikes! [09:13 PM] Bocaj: You’re a sex pest, you’re a racist. I don’t like these sides of you [09:13 PM] Bocaj: Speed run to being your best funny meme self pls [09:14 PM] Wack'd: She did get a funny meme moment earlier but it was immediately after the pilot bummed everyone out so it didn't land

[09:14 PM] Bocaj: Ha [09:15 PM] Wack'd: Johnny is off trying to break out of his own sulking by busting up a bank robbery, but it's too easy and he's immediately back to self-recrimination over how he's treated Ben [09:17 PM] Wack'd: Hi Franklin! It's been a hot second, huh? But now that the audience has been reassured you haven't been forgotten, it's time for you to go away again. Bye Franklin!

[09:18 PM] Umbramatic: -yeets the child out of the narrative- [09:18 PM] maxwellelvis: Why does Franklin look like a blond Alfred E. Newman? [09:18 PM] Wack'd: Blame whoever this page's artist is, I guess [09:20 PM] Bocaj: So that’s what the power pack powerpod power cast means when they talk about Sue and Reed neglecting Franklin so much that the power pack book absorbed him [09:18 PM] Wack'd: Sue I don't see how this is different from Reed's usual behavior

[09:20 PM] Wack'd: So Reed says if he'd only remembered this week was the anniversary of the rocket crash, he might've known to look for Ben at the crash site, and could've talked Ben out of exiling himself [09:21 PM] Bocaj: Ben: “That’s the last time he fergets our anniversary” [09:21 PM] Wack'd: And Sue comes to an absolutely bonkers conclusion [09:22 PM] Wack'd: See, Ben knew when he'd mope about being the Thing, it ate Reed up inside emotionally. Therefore Ben wanted Reed to suffer [09:22 PM] Wack'd: And the only thing to do is stop begging for Ben to come back every time he runs off and cut ties for good [09:22 PM] Umbramatic: wha [09:22 PM] Umbramatic: I DON'T [09:23 PM] Wack'd: It's some hot nonsense, yeah [09:24 PM] Wack'd: Sue's little speech somehow strengthens Reed's resolve to go to Monster Island and talk things out with Ben [09:24 PM] Wack'd: Johnny wants to come to because guilt [09:24 PM] Wack'd: And Sue wants to come because…???? [09:25 PM] Bocaj: It seems like everyone is taking the opposite conclusions and double negativing themselves into maybe good decisions? [09:25 PM] Umbramatic: as one does??? [09:25 PM] Wack'd: The dialogue may be more modern but here is the firm grasp on human behavior we all know Stan Lee for [09:26 PM] Wack'd: And so Reed, Sue, and Johnny take off without Jen, Wyatt, and Alicia [09:26 PM] Wack'd: Jen and Wyatt are cool with it [09:26 PM] Wack'd: Alicia is pissed [09:27 PM] Wack'd: Turns out she maybe has some stake in this??? Whoda thunk [09:28 PM] Wack'd: Reed, Sue, and Johnny arrive on Monster Island and are immediately beset upon by monsters [09:28 PM] Wack'd: Fight fight fight [09:28 PM] Bocaj: They should have used the Repel [09:28 PM] Bocaj: Only way to not be bothered by monsters pocket or otherwise while walking around [09:29 PM] maxwellelvis: Are you going to show us how these monsters have evolved since the Kirby days? [09:29 PM] maxwellelvis: Or are these all new monsters? [09:29 PM] Umbramatic: oh i love pokemon legends arceus [09:29 PM] Wack'd: They're all pretty boring looking honestly. Just buff dudes with slightly weird heads and off-spec colors [09:30 PM] Umbramatic: ah, machokes [09:30 PM] maxwellelvis: Where's Giganto? [09:30 PM] Wack'd: Not present [09:30 PM] Wack'd: Sue gets damseled immediately and needs Reed to explain to her how to use her powers to get out of trouble because of course [09:30 PM] Bocaj: Ffffffff [09:30 PM] Wack'd: NEVER CHANGE, STAN [09:30 PM] maxwellelvis: How can you go to Monster Island without Giganto? [09:30 PM] Wack'd: shrug [09:31 PM] maxwellelvis: He's just as iconic as the rest of these characters, he was on the cover of that first issue, not Mole Man or Dr. Doom [09:31 PM] Wack'd: This fight goes on for a while [09:32 PM] Wack'd: I think the monsters are deliberately vague to keep the dozen-odd pencilers and inkers and colorers from tripping over each other [09:32 PM] Bocaj: Nothing like action scenes to fill out the runtime [09:33 PM] Wack'd: Trumpy, you can do sonic things!

[09:34 PM] Wack'd: Anyway Reed, Sue, and Johnny are overwhelmed through sheer numbers, and taken to see:

[09:35 PM] maxwellelvis: Why did he steal Mole Man's glasses, tho? [09:35 PM] Wack'd: So he can keep track of visions in his eyes [09:35 PM] Umbramatic: oh no [09:36 PM] Bocaj: Somehow this look works for Ben [09:36 PM] Bocaj: I can't credit it [09:37 PM] Wack'd: Ben explains that he's not here because he still blames Reed. Or because he's angry about Johnny or Alicia. He's over all that now [09:37 PM] Wack'd: He's simply decided that he can't make it in the normal world anymore and he needs to be somewhere where no one looks at him funny or thinks he's a freak [09:38 PM] maxwellelvis: So go to (insert city with a reputation for lots of subculture folks in it), Ben [09:38 PM] Bocaj: That's sad [09:38 PM] maxwellelvis: Ah, this must still be before the superhero wrestling thing got started. [09:41 PM] Wack'd: It turns out Ben is Mole Man's heir apparent, as Harvey Elder is dying and needs a successor. Harvey is startled to see the the Richard/Storms here but Ben convinces him it's all cool and puts them up in a room for the night [09:42 PM] Bocaj:

"One day, Ben, all this will be yours" "What, the caverns?" "Yes. Everything the sun doesn't touches will be your kingdom"

[09:44 PM] Wack'd: Please enjoy this butler Moloid

[09:44 PM] Bocaj: I do [09:44 PM] maxwellelvis: What do you suppose it sounds like when Moloids talk? [09:45 PM] Wack'd: And this one-of-a-kind Monster Island monogrammed drinkware set

[09:45 PM] Bocaj: Amazing [09:45 PM] Bocaj: This is a great situation Ben lucked himself into inheriting [09:45 PM] Bocaj: Don't screw this up for him, Reed [09:46 PM] Wack'd: Johnny is worried Ben might be mind controlled and Sue is worried he's throwing his life away, so Ben takes them on a tour of the joint to convince them he's not only a king, but the king of a place worth living in [09:47 PM] Wack'd: Remember forever ago when Mole Man abducted ugly people so he could build an underground utopia? And then less forever ago when it turned out a Disney knockoff destroyed it trying to reheat the center of the Earth? Well Harvey's done some rebuilding

[09:48 PM] Bocaj: I don't know how to feel about this Uglytopia [09:48 PM] Bocaj: Or I guess about the people that are being highlighted specifically as too ugly to make it in 'normal society' [09:48 PM] maxwellelvis: Why's he got the cast of Spitting Image in here? [09:49 PM] Wack'd: There's some weird ethnostate, mass separatism vibes here, yeah [09:49 PM] Umbramatic: yeesh [09:49 PM] Wack'd: Krakoa but for uggos [09:49 PM] Bocaj: oh my god [09:50 PM] maxwellelvis: Guarantee if this comic were written today, "safe space" would be thrown into the dialogue here. [09:51 PM] Bocaj: oh my god [09:51 PM] Wack'd: So the "best part" turns out to be that Harvey has a giant machine working on terraforming a new continent in the middle of the Pacific so this new society can happen above ground [09:52 PM] Wack'd: Reed is skeptical and thinks maybe Harvey is making a weapon instead but Ben shrugs him off [09:52 PM] Umbramatic: but think of the currents! [09:52 PM] Wack'd: *shrug* [09:53 PM] Wack'd: Harvey is worried about telling the Storm/Richards the grand plan but Ben assures him everything is under control [09:53 PM] Wack'd: And then Alicia shows up [09:54 PM] Wack'd: Alicia is in a bad way since she fought her way down into Monster Island herself [09:54 PM] Wack'd: Which…man, wild, huh? It seems like women under Lee get to be cool so long as they're not Sue! I dunno what it is! [09:55 PM] Bocaj:

Stan Lee: "Do you know who I hate. Sue Storm." Someone, anybody: "But you co-created her." Stan Lee: "I dunno. I just. Man. She's the worst."

[09:56 PM] Wack'd: Pffft [09:56 PM] Wack'd: 1. Someone tell Alicia about polyamory 2. Man shit like this gets weird when you remember at this point in time she's a Skrull

[09:57 PM] Bocaj: Lyja Lazerfist has two hands, as many hands as she needs [09:58 PM] Wack'd: Ben tries to talk to Alicia about what's happened. Ben asks Alicia why she left him for Johnny and doesn't receive the answer "you voluntarily stayed on another planet indefinitely without reaching out to me," somehow [09:58 PM] Bocaj: YEAH [09:58 PM] Bocaj: THAT SEEMS LIKE AN IMPORTANT THING TO MENTION [09:58 PM] Wack'd: Instead Alicia says that Ben was too self-loathing and she felt like she was all give and he was all take [09:59 PM] Wack'd: Which…I dunno, you were pretty self-loathing too for a long while there, Alicia [09:59 PM] Wack'd: I guess their relationship ended because it was no longer PC to have a character regard themself as a monster for being blind [10:00 PM] Wack'd: Which is good! I am glad Alicia stopped doing that! And I can totally see how that might've unbalanced their relationship, had Ben not ditched her for space first [10:01 PM] Umbramatic: yep [10:01 PM] Wack'd: Anyway Alicia continues that Johnny has matured a lot and is thoughtful and sensitive and attentive [10:01 PM] Wack'd: And Ben's like "actually this sucks, why'd I come here" and fucks off [10:01 PM] maxwellelvis: NO! We are talking about Johnny, right? [10:02 PM] maxwellelvis: The guy who nearly endangered the universe by initiating a game of monkey-in-the-middle with the Cosmic Control Rod? [10:02 PM] Wack'd: I mean if anything in relationships up to this point he's maybe been a little too sensitive [10:03 PM] Wack'd: Thinking about Crystal and Frankie here. Coulda done better with boundaries and whatnot in both cases [10:03 PM] Wack'd: Sometimes comically so [10:04 PM] Wack'd: Uh [10:04 PM] Wack'd: Speaking of Johnny [10:04 PM] Wack'd: Eat your heart out, Dan Slott

[10:05 PM] Umbramatic: fleshy [10:06 PM] maxwellelvis: "Oh, that's real nice. Fuck you, Storm." -- Any of those people [10:06 PM] Bocaj: Geez Harvey [10:06 PM] Wack'd: Ben, wanting to avoid any more fighting and frankly just exhausted, gives the order for the Storm/Richards and Alicia to be evicted back out onto the surface [10:07 PM] Bocaj: If Johnny married Alicia and took her name he could be Johnny Storm-Masters [10:07 PM] Wack'd: Nice [10:08 PM] Bocaj: Just saying, he should consider putting a ring on that hyphenated name [10:08 PM] Wack'd: Reed determines that creating a new island the way Harvey intends will omnicide the entire California seaboard, so they need to go back and stop it [10:08 PM] Bocaj: "LUTHORRRRRR!" [10:08 PM] maxwellelvis: Reed, the Pacific is a big ocean. Just convince him to move his building site. [10:09 PM] Wack'd: Alicia asks Johnny to kiss her before he runs off into danger in case he doesn't come back but Johnny refuses, getting some of those old Ben "I'm a freak and I don't deserve you" blues [10:09 PM] Bocaj: Don't you love reruns [10:10 PM] maxwellelvis: Y'know, that's not why the Phantom of the Opera lets Christine go in the end. [10:10 PM] Bocaj: Oh god I just remembered that modern FF is still doing that with Johnny picking up Ben's character beats [10:10 PM] Bocaj: The more things change dot dot dot [10:10 PM] Wack'd: Like I said [10:10 PM] Wack'd: Eat your heart out, Slott [10:11 PM] Wack'd: Ben asks why Harvey did that to Johnny and Harvey claims he was spiting Ben's enemies for him, leaving Ben flummoxed and angry [10:12 PM] Wack'd: It's weird Harvey would see Johnny getting uglified as a punishment but whatever [10:12 PM] Wack'd: So Harvey has occasionally mentioned he needs to go get some sort of treatment in absolute private but Ben, at his wits end, barges in and demands to talk to Harvey [10:13 PM] Wack'd: Turns out these "treatments" are a holodeck where Harvey can pretend to talk to beautiful people at fancy parties [10:13 PM] Bocaj: Huuuh [10:14 PM] Umbramatic: wow [10:15 PM] Wack'd: Ben's faith is shaken now that he knows Harvey doesn't actually have any convictions and still longs for the approval of pretty folks [10:15 PM] Bocaj: I don't know that that follows necessarily but ok [10:16 PM] maxwellelvis: "Expressin' your fantasies in a healthy way that don't hurt nobody? Yer outta yer mind, Harve!" [10:16 PM] Wack'd: Yeah it's [10:16 PM] Wack'd: The politics are [10:16 PM] Wack'd: Whatever [10:17 PM] maxwellelvis: Alternative punchline: Now we know that Mole Man is part of the most oppressed group of all: Gamers [10:17 PM] Wack'd: Ben storms off and finds the rest of his old team busting up the island-making machine. He's shaken but he's also not 100% flipped back the other way yet

[10:18 PM] Wack'd: "What about that time you determined me bein' the Thing was psychosomatic and put me through a buncha phony-baloney tests so I'd think you were still tryin' to cure me?" "Lies by omission don't count!" [10:20 PM] Wack'd: Ben doesn't forgive Reed but figures he's probably not lying about this and switches sides. And then an army of monsters shows up to stop them. Fight fight fight [10:21 PM] Wack'd: In this fight Sue gets to do some cool stuff without being instructed. Shooting force fields like bullets, stopping a tank, rolling a buncha moloids in a big ball [10:22 PM] Bocaj: Stan: "GOD, FINE" [10:23 PM] maxwellelvis: Jim: "You got a problem with that?" Stan: "Maybe I do…. If I can find a ladder." [10:23 PM] Wack'd: The machine is destroyed but Monster Island's caverns begin collapsing! It's a mad dash for the surface! Ben buys Reed and Sue time to make it out, then stays behind with Johnny [10:24 PM] Wack'd: Harvey, knowing his perfect utopia is all over again, voluntarily fixes Johnny's face at Ben's request before heading towards…uh…something else, I guess. He's doin a thing [10:24 PM] Wack'd: Oh, he's gonna spend his final moments in his holodeck. Alright [10:25 PM] Wack'd: The waters are rough because an entire island sinking into the sea but Ben and Johnny make it out in time and swim to safety [10:26 PM] Wack'd: Aw, friends again!

[10:27 PM] Wack'd: "It's a three hour paddle home"

[10:28 PM] maxwellelvis: I don't know, Wack'd, do you think Stan's earned an "Excelsior!" on this? [10:29 PM] Wack'd: Uh. Objectively that was pretty bad [10:30 PM] Wack'd: There's the seeds of a good story in here but they do not grow into a tree at any point [10:30 PM] maxwellelvis: And he shoves She-Hulk and Wyatt Wingfoot off to the side to focus entirely on the family [10:31 PM] Wack'd: I mean, it's the 25th anniversary, I get wanting it to be only folks who were there at the beginning [10:31 PM] Wack'd: In general the commitment to just doing one story about one foe and finding ways to complicate that rather than cramming the whole of Fantastic Four history in somehow is a smart choice

#1986 #Jim Shooter #(plot) #Stan Lee #(script) #Barry Windsor-Smith #Kerry Gamill #Ron Frenz #Al Milgrom #John Buscema #Marc Silvestri #Jerry Ordway #(pencils) #The Main Book

[theseventhoffrostfall]

Look yes objectively Destiny 2 is not a good game. But I got it for free and you can load it and immediately just jump in and shoot stuff and when I don't want to commit to an RPG sometimes I just like shooting things. And I'll give credit where credit's due, outside of dumb tuning/balance stuff, Bungie makes an amazingly crisp and fluid shooter that actually feels fun just to "play."

All that being said, their new season is basically 1970s French Sci Fi space pirates vibes and it's fucking great. Really wish we'd get fun colorful sci fi again. Valerian whatever had some gorgeous visuals but the plot and acting was awful. But I get to try and make my guy a space pirate captain as much as I can in a world where my human-brain-converted-to-a-robot-and-is-now-a-magic-slinging-space-battlemage/magicknight can't wear a headband and rock a killer mustache holding a Jody Samson looking sabre.

Also I cannot actually recommend Flash Gordon nor Ice Pirates save to say I enjoy them as very guilty pleasures and love the aesthetics (first 2 are game shots including aforementioned battlemage in what I will probably wear for the season, last one is basically the pinnacle of human aesthetics)

The I played the campaign during a free weekend, didn't like the writing or lore at all, and when I later got it when it went free to play and it jumped me past being able to ease back into it and shoved me into a max-level character, I realized that max level gameplay sucks. It's got strong art design on everything except the player characters, but that's all it has going for it

[slytherinbangchan]

Kareshi, okarishimasu!✨ (SKZ Hyunjin Fake!Boyfriend!Au)

A SKZ (all members) Fake boyfriend!Au where there’s an app where you can easily rent the perfect guy to play the role of your boyfriend. Guess the hard part will be not falling for him.

The reader is different for each one of the SKZ members. There’ll be smut in some of the chapters. (The first chap of this Au was Kareshi, Okarishimasu! Seungmin)

Pairing: Hyunjin x femreader Word Count: 2.5k (I made it a One-Shot this time.) ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ 1st Date So, there you are. Waiting right where your friend told you to. She insisted so much on you doing this but what's the big deal? How is dating a  fake boyfriend going to help you out with your actual romantic life? Plus, it's not like you have any problem with being single. Actually you only agreed to do this cause your friends were so annoying about it and they said they'd shut up if you tried it. They even paid for you.

You look around as you wait. You hate this. You were so anxious about it that you left an hour early but it's getting even worse as time passes. There's a girl next to you who seems nervous aswell. She must be waiting for her date too. You sigh as you look around a last time, then you see him, the guy your friends chose for you from the app, walking towards you. Your heart skips a beat even if you were trying so hard for it not to do that.

  The guy is a bit early, guess that'd be a good sign if he was actually your boyfriend.  As he comes closer you notice he's not exactly looking at you and, with a confused face, you watch how he stands in front of the girl next to you. 'Hey, I'm Hyunjin, are you y/n?' He asks and the girl looks at him practically with heart eyes. 'Yes, yes I am'. She says, almost mesmerized, and you click your tongue as you roll your eyes. 'No, she's not. I am.' He looks at you and apologizes to the girl then to you. 'Sorry, your friends forgot to send a picture.' He says as he scratches the back of his head and smiles a bit nervous for his mistake. 'It's fine.' You soothe him then you look him up and down. 'What are you a model or something?' You ask and he chuckles. 'What?' He laughs and you start walking. 'There's a lot of people turning around just to look at you, it's annoying'. You say, making him laugh again, but he's flattered. 'I'm sorry'. He apologizes as he catches you up to walk by your side. 'I wanted to look good for you'. He says making you feel a bit guilty. 'It's whatever, I just don't like people looking at me'. You explain. 'But you do look kinda nice.' You mumble as you blush making him chuckle again. 'What was that?' He asks as he pokes you with his elbow, making you blush even more. 'Nothing, I said you're ugly.' You say and he laughs.

  You thought it'd be a bit awkward to maybe start a conversation but it's not. He listens to you carefully but still participates in the convo. He looks at you a lot while you chat and even if you think it's cause he's just being polite, he actually finds everything you have to say very interesting. 'Let's get in here.' You suggest as you walk by an arcade and he gladly follows you inside.'Hey, what about this?' He asks as he points to the race cars game. 'Sure.' You say as you smile and sit on one of them. He sits right next to you. 'I'll destroy you'. You say and he smiles as he moves his head to a side. 'Okay.' He ends up winning the first race though. You bite your lower lip as he snickers poking your side at your waist level. 'Thought you were going to destroy me'. He teases. 'Let's go again.' You say, not even looking at him. Your cheeks blushed. A smug smile draws on your face as you stand up to move to the next game after destroying him on the second race as you promised. 'Hey!' He exclaims as he follows you. 'Did you let me win the first time?' He asks and you chuckle. 'Maybe'.  He gasps. 'Really?' You giggle at his face. 'Nah, you were just lucky'. You say as you swipe your finger over one of the guns on the zombie shooter game with your eyes fixed on his. 'What? This one?' He asks and you nod. 'Whatever you want, princess'. He says and you throw him a look making him nervous. 'W-What?' He asks. 'Princess? Ah, did my friends tell you to call me that?' You guess and he nods. 'You don't like it?' He asks as he distractedly looks in his wallet for some coins for the game. 'Nah, it's fine. I'd rather be called queen though'. You inform him and he smirks. 'Yeah, I feel like that suits you better'. He says as you both wait for the game to start.

  'How long have you been doing this?' You ask as you take a scoop of the ice cream you're sharing and he tilts his head. “What do you mean?” You roll your eyes. “The fake boyfriend thing, what else?” He smiles at your question. 'I don't know what you're talking about'. He says, making you smile. “So you are my boyfriend”. You remark. “Of course.” He smiles again. “Yeah? Would you kiss me then?” You ask. You know he won't kiss a stranger. But he chuckles. “If that's what my Queen wants.” You scoff. “No way! Do rental boyfriends really kiss their clients?” You ask and he smirks once again. 'What's a rental boyfriend?' You chuckle softly. “Okay, I give up. I'll allow you to be my boyfriend for today, no more questions about it.” He seems happy about that.

“You know there's more than one person following us, right?” You ask him as he walks you to the station and he nods. “I'm sorry about that.” He apologizes and you sigh. “Will you be okay?” You ask and he smiles as he tilts his head. “Are you worried about me?” He asks and you frown a bit confused. “I mean, there's a bunch of people following you...” You say and he chuckles. “Right. It's fine, I'm used to it.” He smiles but you can tell he doesn't like the situation one bit. “Are they your clients?” You ask and he sighs. “Get home safely, okay?” He says, then pats your head. You purse your lips but nod. “You take care too.”

You don't hear about him after that, but that's the thing with rental boyfriends right? You didn't even have the app to begin with, your friends were the ones managing everything. Why do you feel so bad though? That goodbye felt so bittersweet. Maybe you should have ignored those people as he was trying so hard to, but you couldn't just let that go. At first it was only one person following you two around but little by little the number went up to even five people. How can he live like that?

Anyway that's none of your business, is it? He didn't look like he wanted you to even mention it so that's it. It's not like you're seeing him again.You had fun today though... More than you thought you'd do.

2nd Date

Okay, maybe you ended up downloading  the app, and maybe after a few weeks you finally gave up and rented Hyunjin again. And now you're walking towards him as he waits for you at the same place where you waited for him last time.

“H-Hey...” You wave at him even if he's looking at his phone, but he looks up as soon as he hears your voice. “Oh, it's you!” He exclaims. His eyes shining. He looks like a happy puppy right now “I should have known when you asked me to look ugly for the date. Why didn't you tell me it was you while we chatted?” He chuckles and you blush lightly. “I didn't think you'd remember me, and by the way is this your idea of looking ugly?” You ask as you point at his outfit. “Of course I remember my girlfriend? And what do you mean? I'm wearing the first thing I saw and I barely did any makeup.” He smiles and turns around proudly, showing you his entire outfit. “Huh?? I look just like any other guy!” You want to complain cause he doesn't look any uglier today but he's just so cute and he's so excited about his clothes... “Right... Yeah, you did a nice job actually, thanks.” You say and he smiles again. “Okay, where should we go today, my Queen?” He asks as you both start walking. “Well, they opened a horror house nearby.” You say and you can see the panic in his face. “What?... Wait, are you afraid of that kind of stuff?” You ask and he nods. “Horror movies too?” You ask again. “Well, yeah? Isn't that what they are made for? To scare people?” He says and you laugh. “I guess so, but I don't think any of them are actually scary.” You say as you chuckle and he blushes lightly. “Okay, let's go then.” He says and you lean on him bumping your shoulder against his arm playfully, then holding his hand with both of your hands. “It's fine dummy, we don't have to do that.” You say as you blush. Your eyes glued to the floor. You really decided to embrace you role as his girlfriend today and it's making him feel all kind of ways. “W-Well... I want to do it now, so you better take me there.” He says, not looking at you either.

An hour later or so you're both coming out the horror house. “Well, that was terrible.” He says still grasping on your arms with his huge hands as he walks behind you. You chuckle and turn around to take off his cap and fix his hair a bit. “C'mon it was fun.” You say but he doesn't say anything. He's blushing though. “I'm sorry. I guess you really hated it, huh?” You ask, feeling a bit guilty about dragging him there but he shakes his head. “Nah, I liked it cause I was with you.” He says and you scoff as you smile. “Liar.” You say. “I'm not lying.” He argues and you hold his hand as you start walking, dragging him again. “Let's watch a horror movie then.” You suggest, not looking back so he can't see the blush on your cheeks after holding his hand again and he whines. “Can't we just go to the amusement park? Maybe karaoke night?”

??? Date

“How long do we have today, Jinnie?” You ask as you play with the puppies at the dog cafe. “Look here, I'm taking a picture.” He says and you pose with the puppy making Hyunjin chuckle. “Hey, don't ignore my question.” You pout but he's looking at his phone. His smile slowly fades as you keep calling his name to get his attention. “Don't worry about that y/n.” He says and you tilt your head. “I'm not worried, I just want to know.” You say and he looks at you and puts on a fake smile. “We've been here for a while, let's go somewhere else, yeah?” He says. Your heart sinks a little after that interaction. Did you upset him somehow? You know he doesn't like when you make it difficult for him to play your boyfriend's role but that question could have been easily responded without mentioning his actual schedule as a rental boyfriend.

“Can I see the pics you took?” You ask while you walk to the movies and he smiles and hands you his phone. “Ah, that one was my favorite.” He says as he scrolls back to the pic you just passed. “Ah really? I look ugly though.” You giggle. “No, you don't, dummy.” He chuckles and holds your free hand lacing his fingers with yours. “You look perfect, and the puppy too.” He says, then an alarm on his phone startles you. “Omg, I almost drop it, sorry. Here.” You say, handling it back. “Is that an alarm for your next date?” You ask and he frowns as he turns it off. “Of course not. Why would I have other dates?” He asks. “Hyunjin, it's fine, you can tell me. I haven't paid you for the next hour yet.” You say and he lets out a frustrated sigh then smiles again. “I don't know what you are talking about, let's get inside already, the movie is going to start.” He says and a chill runs down your spine. “Omg, that's so creepy, stoop!” You say and he sighs again and drags you to a hidden alley with no people around.

“Why did you call me creepy? I'm not creepy!” He complains and you make a point by looking around the place where he just dragged you. “Okay, but I wasn't being creepy before!!” He says and you chuckle. “Yes you were, you looked annoyed and then a second later you smiled like nothing.” You say and he rolls his eyes. “I wasn't annoyed I was upset that you kept asking about when our date was going to end!” Well, he looks annoyed now for sure. It's the first time you see him like this though and you can't help but to chuckle for some reason. “Why are you laughing? I'm serious!” He complains. “I'm sorry. It's just that I feel that this is the first time I'm seeing the real you and I think it's cute.” You say and he blushes. “Well, this is just frustrated me. Just so you know, I'm my real self around you all the time.” He says, then lets out another frustrated sigh. You're a bit surprised right now at what he just said but before you can even notice yourself you're pulling from his shirt and kissing him.

You push him away immediately, covering your lips with your hands. “Omg, I'm so sorry. I don't know where that came from.” You apologize as a very blushed Hyunjin stares at you, making you blush too. But before you can apologize again he's pulling you into another kiss.

Your body against his as you keep making out until you're breathless. You can't believe you've been kissing Hwang Hyunjin in a creepy alley for like an hour now.

“So, you do this with all your fake partners?” You ask and he clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes. “There's no other dates or partners, I told you.” He says and you sigh. “Are we still playing the perfect fake boyfriend game?” You ask and he smiles. “I haven't been accepting dates for a while now, dummy.” He confesses and you frown, confused. “But you took my money...” You say and he laughs softly. “I gave it back everytime after our second date. I knew you wouldn't even notice.” He laughs again. “Are you serious?” You ask and he nods. “I just wanted to see you so I played along.” He says and you raise your eyebrows. “Shut up, that's not creepy, it's cute.” He says and you laugh. “Pfft, yeah, only cause it's you.” You say and he smiles before pecking your lips. “Shut up, you love me.” He says and you peck his lips back. “Nah, you love me.” You say while he kisses your neck and he smiles against your skin. “Yeah, I do.”

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Taggies: @princewonwoo​​​​​ ♥

#hyunjin #stray kids scenarios #hyunjin imagines #hyunjin scenarios #hyunjin fluff #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin fake boyfriend #fake boyfriend skz #fake boyfriend stray kids #I miss my baby Jinnie

[babymetaldoll]

The carnival’s challenge (Spencer Reid/Reader)

Requested: Yes. 

@meowiemari I hope this makes your day a little better 

Summary: Reader needs to get a gigantic stuffed animal and Reid is determined to get it for her. 

Pairing: Spencer Reid/ Reader

Category: Hardcore fluff. 

Warning: Hardcore fluff, you’ve been warned. 

Word count: 1K

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It was supposed to be a fun day. Not every day the team got the chance to spend their evening in a summer carnival. And they were honestly excited. Even Hotch kept laughing. Yes, no one else could believe it. It was something you had to see to believe. 

Morgan and Emily were all over the place, trying to ride as many attractions as possible. JJ, Henry, Jack, and Penelope followed close behind, but stayed away from the one that looked a little less secure (most of them as a matter of fact), and took the kids to the children rides, while Hotch and Rossi enjoyed as many corn dogs as they could. 

Reid was looking for (Y/N), his girlfriend. She said was going to get something to drink and never came back. Reid was starting to get worried, as the apprehensive boyfriend he could be. To be fair, when you have a job that implies your life is constantly in danger, you might be scared bad things could happen all the time. 

When he finally found her, she was sitting on a bench, eating pink cotton candy. 

- “Hey, what are you doing here?” 

- “Nothing- she whispered, pouting” 

- “Hey, what happened? I thought you were excited about the bumper cars”- Spencer sat next to her and held her hand. She didn’t move. 

- “Ok, what’s wrong?”

- “Nothing”- she murmured again and sighed- “Ok, promise me you won’t make fun of me.”

- “I could never”- and Reid meant it, he really did. 

- “I swear, you could”- she shook her head, embarrassed of what she was going to confess. 

- “You know that game, the crossbow shoot?”

- “Yes… what happened there?”- (Y/N) bit the inside of her cheeks and looked at her boyfriend. 

- “They didn’t give me a prize I won”

- “What? Why?!”- Reid nearly jumped. Someone had made his girlfriend sad. And that certain someone had to pay. 

- “They said it was for little girls only and told me I was too old to claim the prize.”

Spencer Reid felt his blood boiling. It wasn’t a major problem, but still, he couldn’t believe someone could deny his girlfriend the stuffed animal she had won. 

 - “Where’s that booth?”- he asked and stood up, holding her hand. 

- “What are you going to do?”

- “I’m gonna get you that prize. No one makes my girlfriend sad”- (Y/N) blushed and smiled shyly. Spencer leaned in and kissed her sweetly. 

Spencer asked Rossi, Hotch, and Morgan to come along to make sure he would get the prize (he completely mistrusted his own skills as a shooter).  And along came the rest of the team. (Y/N) was still a little embarrassed, but now absolutely excited her boyfriend would do whatever it took to make her happy, even when that meant winning a gigantic stuffed animal. 

The combination of Morgan, Ross, and Hotch shooting was incredible, just like when they were on the field. But it was nothing compared to the determination Spencer Reid showed. He spent the incredible amount of ten dollars until he finally got (Y/N) the prize she wanted. 

- “There you go, sir”- Spencer looked at the prize and wide opened his eyes. 

- “Wow… that’s…. big”

- “Your son is going to love it.”- the man said as he gave him a giant stuffed panda bear. Gigantic. We are talking about a 3 ft tall panda bear. 

- "It's not for my son... it's for my girlfriend"- Spencer smiled and turned around, feeling like a winner. 

- “That’s not going to fit in your car, Pretty boy.”- Morgan teased, laughing. But it didn’t matter to Reid when he saw (Y/N)’s grin and the sparkles in her eyes. His heart swelled with love as he stared at her. He didn’t care if he had to walk back home carrying the bear, as long as she was happy. 

Morgan was right. It took Spencer (with a little help from Rossi and Hotch) a good ten minutes to put the bear in his car. But that was nothing compared to the next challenge he had to face. 

The bear was so big it took up half their living room. They couldn’t put it in the room ‘cos it didn’t fit there either. It was the stuffed animal or the bed, but not both at the same time.  (Y/N) turned to her boyfriend with a guilty look in her eyes as he stared at the scene. 

- “I’m sorry”- she whispered and walked to him, wrapping her arms around him- “I just wanted to win a big prize, and now we don’t longer fit in our own apartment”- Spencer chuckled and kissed the top of her head, wrapping his arms around her.  

- “It’s ok, bunny. Maybe we can get rid of the couches and use the bear to sit on. I bet it’s comfy.”

- “Only one way to find out”- (Y/N) took her boyfriend’s hand and crawled him to the bear. He smiled childishly as the two of them sat and laid on the bear’s tummy. 

- “You are right; it’s comfy”- she whispered and giggled- “I can’t believe we have a gigantic bear in our living room.”

- “We are going to start looking for a bigger place,”- Spencer whispered and turned to her- “Maybe a place with an extra room for the bear… and maybe someone who could play with it”- (Y/N)’s heart stopped as she stared at him in silence. She wasn’t even blinking while Spencer kept smiling.

- “You mean… a little human to play with it?”- she managed to ask, and Spencer nodded. 

- “A little Spencer to play with it?”- she added and felt how his lips touched hers, kissing her so sweetly and softly, it felt like their first kiss all over again. 

- “A little (Y/N) would be perfect for this bear. And I would spoil her with all the stuffed animals she'd ask for. Just like I like to spoil you.”

(Y/N) bit her lips and did her best to breathe normally. The thought of having babies with Spencer sounded like a dream. 

- “I love you so much, Spencer.”- she whispered and leaned in to kiss him again. 

- “I love you more, (Y/N)”- he answered into the kiss and chuckled- “But I don’t wanna make out on our baby’s bear.”

- “It’s still my bear, Spencer”- (Y/N)’s answered, raising an eyebrow- “Don’t forget that.”

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Worth the Risk, Part 13

Rating: Mature(18+only)

Word Count: 2120

Pairing: Army Pilot!Poe Dameron x Nurse!Reader (1940s AU)

Summary: It’s the 1940s, Army pilot and Captain Poe Dameron is flying on missions for the United States Army in Europe.  After being shot down off the coast of France, Poe wakes up in an Army hospital in England, to find you, a nurse, taking care of him. Throughout the process of his recovery, Poe finds himself falling for you, and even though you, for the most part, maintain a professional relationship with him–you’re falling for him as well. Both of you know the risks of falling in love during a war, but then again, both of you have never cared much for being cautious.

Warnings: Angst, gunshot wound, blood (nothing graphic)

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There had been very little time to breathe since the Army had marched into Paris. They were continuing their push to Germany, which meant endless bombing runs for Poe and Iolo. Endless bombing runs meant very little sleep and living in leaky tents in the woods--Poe had lost more crew than he could ever have imagined in his worst nightmares during this time and the Army granted his squadron a 48 hour leave. Immediately he went to work on finding a way to Paris, on a finding a way to spend as much of that leave with you before he was inevitably back in the air being shot at.

He sat, slumped in his seat on the train, reading over your latest letter. You had spent a lot of time with freed prisoners and your heart was breaking it smaller and smaller pieces each day. Poe wished he could have made it back to Paris sooner to hold you; he could feel your pain in every stroke of your flawless handwriting.

By the time the train arrived in Paris, Poe had read your letters over three times. Tucking them into his rucksack, he slung the bag over his shoulder and made his way off the train. He knew that you would be waiting for him on the platform but when he laid his eyes on you for the first time in months, he couldn't help but smile.

"Poe!" you cried, waving wildly, your smile just as wide as his.

Moving through the crowd, Poe made his way to you, dropping his rucksack at your feet, cupping your face between his hands and kissing you.

You eagerly returned his kiss, wrapping your warms around his neck and melting into his solid form. When you pulled away from his warm lips, you sighed, "I missed you."

He stroked your cheeks with his thumbs and gazed at you with loving eyes. "I missed you, too, sweetheart."

"I wish you had more time to stay in Paris."

"I know; me too. We just have to make the most of it."

Sighing, you rested your forehead against his. With some luck in a few months you would be together back home in America, planning your wedding, meeting each other's families--the war nothing but a distant memory. "Are you hungry? There's a small little cafe near my apartment. By the way, Jess can't wait to see you."

Poe chuckled and pulled away. He reached down and picked his bag up in one hand, and grasped yours in the other. "She just wants to ask me questions about the new recruits, you know if they're cute and available."

You laughed while you walked out of the train station. "That's not all true," you argued with him. "She likes you too."

"Not as much as that sergeant from North Dakota."

"Well, yeah, she can't kiss you but she can kiss him."

"You're the only I want to kiss, sweetheart."

"Smart answer."

He gave your hand a squeeze and laughed. He'd missed you so much over the last several weeks and he wasn't sure when he would be able to see you again--already Poe's heart was breaking thinking about having to leave Paris in two days.

You were just as heartbroken at the same thought--but you did your best to hide your sadness from Poe. Neither of you talked about the war, or your impending separation for the rest of the afternoon, that is until Poe leaned back in his seat at the cafe and sighed, heavily. "Something wrong?" you questioned, sipping your coffee.

Poe ran his tongue over his lips, his fingers lazily tracing the rim of his own coffee mug. "When the Army marched into Paris over the summer, I thought it would be over. Maybe I just hoped it would be over."

There was an overwhelming feeling of sadness in his voice. You knew that he had suffered tremendous losses since the Allies had taken Paris back. For a man like Poe, with his big heart, you knew that each loss cut deep. "Darling, there was nothing wrong in hoping."

"I know, I just--I've been away from home for so long now."

"Are you afraid your dad will forget what you look like?"

"No--but my dad is getting up in age--he needs help on the ranch."

"I'm sure he's managing without you for now."

Poe frowned. "I'm worried about him, y/n."

You took a deep breath. "Why?"

He looked at you, sadly. "The anniversary of my mother's death is in a few weeks. My dad...he never really got over my mom...I just worry that he's lonely."

Reaching out you gently placed your hand over his. "Maybe this will be the last anniversary of your mother's passing that you'll miss. Maybe next year, you'll be home on the ranch."

"I hope so," Poe mumbled, running his thumb over your knuckles.

"When was the last time your wrote to your dad?" you asked, softly.

"Right before Normandy."

"Poe, that was months ago."

"There hasn't been time."

"You've found the time to write to me."

Poe looked at you, guilty. "You're easier to write too than my dad. You know what it's like to be in the thick of this war--I don't want to worry my dad too much."

Gently you shook your head. "Poe, your dad is a war veteran himself--I'm sure he knows exactly what is going on. Not writing to him is going to make him worry even more about you if you ask me."

He looked wounded. "You really know how to make a guy feel better, ya know that?"

Smiling, you looked him straight in the eye. "I'm just being honest with you."

"I know--and you're right--I need to get in touch with him."

"Promise you'll write to him before you leave Paris?"

"Yes, I promise."

"Good. I'll even make sure it gets in the mail for you."

Kissing your hand, he thanked you. Poe briefly wondered how he had survived without you--and if he had never been shot down, he may never have met you. He might have already passed his mother's ring onto you--under the guise of safe keeping--but he couldn't wait for the war to be over so he could properly ask you to marry him. "Shall we get out of here, darling?"

You smiled coyly at him, knowing exactly what was on his mind. "And go where, Captain?"

Poe sighed, lightly. "Oh, maybe a walk along the river....back to your room..."

"Let's go then," you said, standing up.

"Let's go," he echoed, tossing some money on the table and following you wherever you were going to lead him.

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Forty-eight hours went by way too fast for either of your likening, and after a tear filled good-bye, Poe found himself back with the Army. He felt more exhausted then ever with the cold weather moving in. He did hold true to his promise and wrote a letter to his dad, he even hand delivered a letter from Jess to the sergeant from North Dakota. Poe could never remember his name but he seemed excited to receive the letter.

Iolo grinned at him. "Look at you, playing cupid."

Poe rolled his eyes and pulled his coat closer to his body. "I didn't miss your shit for the last two days, Arana."

"Sure. That's fair. You were with your lady."

"What did you do?"

"Me? Found a nice village, got drunk, kissed a few French girls."

"A few?"

"Hey, I'm not attached so I'm not picky."

Laughing, Poe turned towards the tent he was sharing with his wingman and best friend. After Snap's death, the pair had become closer, looking out for each other as best they could--being there for each other after each and every loss. Poe felt grateful that he had a friend like Iolo--he didn't know what he'd do if he was facing the horrors of war each day alone.

Iolo was going on about something or another as they walked; Poe was so engrossed in what his friend was saying that he felt the gunshot before he heard it. The bullet tore through his upper left arm, burning, and Arana shouted, "Captain!"

Poe clutched at the fresh wound, blood seeping through his fingers and Iolo pulled him to safety as the ground troops sprinted into action trying to find where the shooter was hiding. "Fuck!" Poe cursed when he finally saw the blood on his hands, the pain coursing through his body.

"Easy, Poe," Iolo said, waving down a medic. "Looks like a flesh wound--you should live."

"Great, just great. It still fucking hurts!" Poe snapped at him. His face went white. "Don't tell her, Arana, please don't tell, y/n."

"You want me to lie to your girlfriend?"

"Yes! She doesn't need to know if I'm gonna live!"

"She's gonna know when she sees the scar!"

"And I'll tell her the story then!"

Iolo rolled his eyes as the medic joined him. "Ya might want to check his skull after you finish with that arm--he's talking batshit crazy."

Poe wanted to punch him but his arm hurt too damn much. He just didn't want you to worry about something as unnecessary as a flesh wound. "Can you hit him for me?" he begged the medic tending to his arm.

The medic looked anxiously between the two pilots. He was fresh on the field so clearly, he didn't understand their antics. "Sir... I'm just here to treat your arm. You'll...you'll...have to settle your differences with the Lieutenant on your own terms."

"In other words--he'd rather not get involved," Iolo chuckled. "It's cute he thinks we have some kind of beef with one another."

"Don't worry, once my arm is patched, I'm gonna punch you," Poe countered, curtly, to which Iolo responded with laughter. "I'm serious Arana!"

"Sure, sure, you're gonna punch me with your non-dominant arm."

"Fuck! Come on, man, just do it for me!"

The medic finished up dressing Poe's wound and quickly moved on to help the next guy. Iolo reached out and pat his friend on the shoulder. "Fuck Poe, don't scare me like that again," the other pilot whispered, seriously. "We've been through hell but I'm not sure I'm ready to lose another man I consider a brother."

Poe sighed and squeezed his eyes shut. He knew that if the bullet was in centimeters in a certain direction he'd be dead. "I know," he responded, all the venom from earlier gone from his voice. "But I'm serious, please don't tell her. She worries enough as it is."

"Don't worry," Iolo said, firmly, "your secret is safe with me."

"Thanks buddy," Poe whispered, opening his eyes. "I owe you one."

"She's gonna find out, ya know."

"Yeah... yeah I know. I'll deal with it then."

Iolo frowned at him and helped him to his feet. Quietly, the two friends walked back to their tent and didn't speak about the gunshot wound in Poe's arm again.

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You did find out--from North Dakota boy when he came to visit Jess.

He'd casually talked about as if you and Jess knew it had happened. It wasn't until he saw your eyes go wide and Jess' mouth fall open in shock that he was aware he'd let the secret out. Poe was probably going to beat his ass when he got back to camp for this...

...you excused yourself and found a small closet in the hospital to shut yourself away in and have a good cry.

After the day you'd had, nursing freed German prisoners back to health, holding their hands while the fate of their loved ones was either dealt to them or still kept a mystery, and crying at their bedside as they took their last breath. In between all that you were still expected to perform your duty as a lieutenant and care for the wounded soldiers.

It was clear why Poe hadn't told you he'd been shot--he knew the fragile state you were living in, but was this better? Finding out this way, from Jess' new boyfriend?

"Lieutenant?" Jess called on the other side of the door. "Are you okay?"

No! "I'm....fine...I just need a moment," you replied, wiping your eyes on the back of your hand. "I'll...be out soon."

You heard footsteps fading away and knew she had left you alone. If you could, you would have stayed in that closet all day--but the airhorn went off, signaling incoming wounded. Dusting yourself off, you got to your feet, and went to work. There was still a war going on after all.

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[leileisa]

video girl [ kenma kozume x reader ] 

⌙ kenma’s not too sure what his feelings about you are.

video girl who rocked my world for a whole two seconds, and now i know i’m not about to be another victim of the video girl syndrome

part of the love is on it’s way series [masterlist] 

word count: 1.1k

genre: fluff idk it’s cute tho

if someone were to ask kenma what he loved, he would say video games.

he’s played them his whole life. ever since he was a kid, he’s been addicted to having his eyes on a monitor with some sort of electronic in his hand, be it a keyboard and mouse, a controller, or his switch. he’s grown accustomed to the all genres: the thrill and precision needed in first person shooters like call of duty or overwatch, or the relaxing music and mindless playing in games that require much less concentration, like minecraft or animal crossing.

every button and key is almost part of him, and the repeated noise of persistent clicking provides an unwavering form of familiarity that calms him down.

he thinks that if someone were to ask him why he was so addicted to them, his answer would simply be ‘because it’s different’. different scenery, different methods, different themes that create new worlds that are so unlike the one he’s living in- it’s a reassurance that there’s always a way to escape.

kemna loves video games because they’ve always been part of him.

“what are you thinking about?”

but then- then there’s you. a refresher from the false realities that he indulges himself in daily.

yet “nothing,” is kenma’s response to your question.

“it’s impossible to think about nothing,” you say, and for a second he thinks you sound just like kuroo, “plus, it has to be something important. you’re not playing anymore.”

he lets out a quiet ‘huh?’ when you say that, but when he looks at his monitor and then his hands, he sees that, while lost in his own mind, he has stopped playing. “oh, sorry.”

he can hear you shuffle on his bed behind him, and not long after that he feels your weight on the back of his chair, leaning it forward. “no need to be sorry,” you tell him with a laugh, “i was just wondering if you were okay. i’ve never seen you stop playing like that.”

“it’s nothing,” kenma says, as quiet as he always is, and gets back to his game.

“you sure?” you ask, and kenma can still feel how you’re leaning on his chair.

“yeah,” he says, and his heart swells. you’re so caring- too caring, kenma thinks, to someone like him. he knows he’s quiet, and unapproachable- he always has been, ever since he was a kid. he keeps almost all his thoughts to himself and he’s not one to step out of line. he has no idea why someone like you- someone who’s always been bright and optimistic, someone who’s always been people’s first choice to go to in a time of need, someone who’s willing to give another person their all just to make them happy would be with someone like him.

someone like you- who’s everything he’s not.

“if you say so,” you pout, and he can tell you’re thinking about it a little too hard. the two of you have been friends long enough for him to tell how far your mind travels by your tone of voice, and he knows that you’re worrying about him. so kenma saves his game and when the glaring light from the title screen shines back at him, he turns off his computer.

“do you want to go get some food?” all he hears is your hum in response, and when he turns to look at you, he’s met with the sight of you laying on his bed fiddling with his nintendo switch.

“are you hungry?” he tries again, and you look his way.

“are you?” you ask, putting the device down, “i can go order something, if you want.” he knows you’re asking him because he’s not a fan of going out, and doing anything unnecessary, but he can’t help but feel a little guilty when he thinks about having you go out and get something for the two of you- just because you know he wouldn’t want to do it.

so he stands up and takes his headset off, and the rustling he makes in the process causes you to look up at him. “no,” he says, “i’ll go with you.”

and as you smile at him, a smile that’s so soft, so caring, so you- it makes his heart sore and he can feel the heat rushing to his cheeks.

in that moment, he takes a good look at you. you’re really pretty- beautiful, even- just standing there, smiling at him. your eyes are soft and gentle, and he thinks it’s a perfect representation of you as a person. there’s no hardness when it comes to you, nothing fake or artificial. for all the time that he’s known you (which has almost been two years), you’ve always been completely natural and raw.

when the thought comes to his mind, he can’t help but revel in the irony. aside from kuroo, his best friend since childhood, he’s surrounded himself with artificial things. his electronics: the t.v., his computer, his switch (which he’s noticed you have taken a severe liking to).

you’re the sweetest breath of fresh air he’s had in what seems like forever, and there’s an odd feeling in his stomach when he thinks about it.

it’s your voice that breaks kenma from his thoughts, a ‘yeah?’ followed by a small laugh.

“what’s wrong?” he asks you, but you just laugh at him, a big grin on your face.

“kenma, it’s like eleven at night,” you say, and kenma’s intense eyes just blink in confusion.

“so?”

“there’s not really a place to go for a quick snack,” it’s a yawn that separates the first sentence, and kenma can’t help but think you look cute when you yawn. “i was just going to order something on uber or door dash.”

“oh, sorry.” he says, and you just give him a reassuring smile.

“it’s convenient,” you grin at him as you sit back on his bed, switch already in hand. “you get to play your computer games, and i get to go back to redoing your whole island on animal crossing.”

kenma just smiles at you- a soft smile that you don’t see because you’re already too focused on renovating, but a smile that’s filled with adoration and appreciation. to him, you’re the embodiment of perfection, his complete opposite, but the butterflies kenma feels in his stomach are the undeniable confirmation that’s he’s utterly and hopelessly in love with you.

and so when he sits back down in his seat, still smiling and chest warm, he knows that he’d have a real answer to the question “what do you love?”.

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I Thought We Said No Yelling At 3 AM? || jjk

~I wrote this because I’m crying over Jungkook right now, thought I’d share with everyone ;-; Genre: FLUFF Warnings: None, I think there’s literally like one cuss word in here Word Count: 2.5k Pairing: Roommate!Jungkook x CollegeStudent!Reader Info: Friends to Lovers :,) Jungkook is such a CUTIE PIE istg I love him so much, reader is sleepy and just wants to go mimi’s but Jungkook loves playing overwatch so much he has to SCREAM ABOUT IT ~Hope you enjoy, sorry if there are any errors, it’s literally three in the morning for me and I’m D Y I N G

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She needed to pay rent. That’s what Y/N kept repeating in her head as she listened to her roommate Jungkook roar with laughter as he played Overwatch with his friends in his bedroom. 

Y/N was a foreign exchange student from America studying abroad in Korea. The language had always sparked her interest, so when she was given the opportunity to actually learn not just the language, but about the culture? She packed her bags and her flight as fast as she could and got on the next flight thirteen hours away and over the ocean from her home. 

She rubbed her tired eyes and looked down at her phone to check the time. 3:49 in the damn morning. The worst part of this whole endeavor was she couldn’t even get mad at Jungkook if she tried. Not only was he the nicest boy she’d ever met in her life, but his looks seemed to make it harder on her. 

With one look around her room, Y/N realized she wasn’t going to be getting any sleep until Jungkook got off his computer. Normally, she wouldn’t even care. What’s weird is that she’s actually a really heavy sleeper. She could sleep through hurricane Katrina if it meant she could sleep for a second longer.

“I JUST NO-SCOPED REAPER!” Jungkook shouted happily.

Y/N giggled slightly, rolling her tired eyes as she pulled herself out of bed. She headed into the kitchen, her slippers lightly dragging against the tile floor of their dorm lazily. The bright light of the fridge made her wince as she pulled out two containers of banana milk, poking a straw through one of them to sip on. The other was for Jungkook.

When they both moved in together, they decided to lay down some ground rules. They weren’t really rules per se, just obvious things that needed to get set. They were allowed to have friends as long as they weren’t too loud, anything in the fridge was theirs unless the container was labeled with their name on it, don’t make a mess, or if you do just clean it up. But one that they both agreed on right away? ‘No yelling at 3 in the morning, especially during exam season.’ Yet here Y/N was, sleepily sipping on banana milk while on her way to Jungkook’s room.

She swallowed the sweet milk and closed her eyes before knocking on his door. The sound of his soft voice almost lulled her to sleep had he not opened the door. 

In all his glory, there he was. Headsets hanging around his neck, hair messy but still fluffy and floppy against his forehead, and those doe-like orbs that she just couldn’t get enough of. She almost audibly sighed at the sight of him, especially since he was wearing those grey sweatpants that almost made her risk it all during one of their movie nights. 

“C-can I come in?” Y/N spoke up quietly, her voice hoarse with sleep deprivation.

“Of-of course!”

Y/N walked into Jungkook’s bedroom, the sound of his door shutting behind her making her shoulders slump. She looked at his computer and saw the game still going on. She figured she’d watch and see what the hype was about. Especially since Jungkook had been shouting at it since he got back from class. 

He flopped back into his gaming chair in front of his desk, but he didn’t pull his headsets over his ears. Instead, he turned around to look at Y/N. His eyes looked guilty and she could hear her heart whine at how cute he looked.

“I-I didn’t keep you awake did I?” He pouted. “I’m so sorry, I lost track of time and I didn’t even know that I was being that loud,”

She giggled and held her hand up in front of him. He stopped talking and he smiled softly at the gesture. Well, at least she wasn’t mad at him.

“I got you some banana milk, do you want it?” Y/N offered, shoving the carton into his hands before he could even agree.

“I was literally just about to get some,” He chuckled. “Get out of my head dude,” 

The girl giggled and got comfortable on his bed, looking at the screen behind his head. It was a loading screen, he was probably waiting for another match to start. Her eyes scanned over the bright colors on his screen, reading each of the words to see what was so fun about the game or even try to make sense of it.

“So what’s the point of the game?” Y/N began. “Is it like Call Of Duty?”

Before Jungkook could answer, Y/N heard the sounds of his friends on his headsets roaring through the speakers at her comment. She smiled and craned her neck forward to try and hear what they had to say about it.

“Ask her if she plays video games, Kook!”

Jungkook looked up at her knowing that she’d heard the question. The way he was looking at her nearly made her forget what was being asked. After realizing she had been staring at him a bit too long, she shook her head to snap herself out of her thoughts.

“Yeah, I play! I’m not the best at everything I play like you are, but I’d say I’m a pretty decent player!” She admitted as honestly as possible.

“Maybe I’ll teach you how to play sometime then,” Jungkook suggested with a smile. “It’s basically a first-person shooter game, but it’s so much fun!”

The match started and Jungkook excused himself, throwing his headsets on to talk with his friends again while Y/N watched from behind. To say that Jungkook was good would be an understatement. He could play for an E-sports team if he really wanted to. His character was moving so fast and the way he was quick scoping everyone just screamed how good of a player he was. She couldn’t help but get lost in how fast his aim was and how precise his shots were. 

As the game went on, Jungkook could feel Y/N’s gaze on the screen and he couldn’t help but smile stupidly the entire time she watched him. His feelings for her had been bad, but the second she mentioned she played video games too? He was ready to get on his knee and propose right then and there. 

The room was quiet. Jungkook could hear Y/N move on his bed, and then her feet hit the floor. He figured she was going to head to her room and try and fall back asleep again. But she didn’t.

Y/N’s head found itself in Jungkook’s lap, watching the screen and waiting with him for the next round to start. He felt her yawn against his left thigh and he didn’t want to make any sudden movements. She was getting comfortable and he couldn’t help but dream about how she would feel in his arms. His head was spinning and his brain went cloudy at the feeling of the girl of his dreams resting her head in his lap.

“Hey guys, it’s late,” Jungkook began. “I’m gonna log off for tonight, but I’ll get back on tomorrow, sound good?”

Little by little, his friends started to agree, and soon enough, Jungkook was taking his headsets off and shutting his PC down. Y/N looked up with puppy-dog eyes, wanting to watch more game-play despite how droopy her eyelids were.

“You look really sleepy, don’t you wanna go to bed?” Jungkook inquired, his voice soft and clear in the air. 

She stood up and stretched her limbs out, eliciting another yawn from her throat. She felt like she could sleep on a pile of bricks comfortably at this point and Jungkook could tell. 

“I-I’M NOT TIRED,” Y/N shouted slightly, trying to make it seem like she wasn’t ready to pass out on the floor.

Jungkook jumped slightly at her sudden change in tone and started laughing, ruffling her hair slightly to tell her to calm down. She pouted at him and his heart soared.

“Hey, I thought we agreed on no yelling at three in the morning, hm?”

Y/N rolled her eyes and listened to him chuckle before protesting. “Says the one who was screaming since he came back from class and kept me up all night,”

She yawned again and felt her eyelids slowly start to lose the will to stay open any longer than they needed to. 

“You’re lucky you’re so cute, or I would’ve raised hell,” 

Her eyes were wide open now. She slapped her palm over her mouth and took a step back to register what she just said. Meanwhile, Jungkook’s heart was doing flips and his stomach was filled with butterflies from wall to wall. He smiled brightly, barely able to believe what just came out of his roommate’s mouth.

“I-I’m so sorry, that was inappropriate, oh my god I can’t believe I just said that,” She apologized. “I-I’m just gonna go to my room,”

He couldn’t let her slip away after that. So, he did what he thought was best.

Jungkook grabbed Y/N by her wrist, pulling her into his chest and holding her so she couldn’t escape his grasp. And before he knew it, he was stooping down to her height to press his lips against hers. Her lips tasted like the vanilla bean chapstick she always carried around with her. The sweetness of it all was nothing compared to how soft her lips felt against his. He swore he was in heaven the second he felt her kiss him back. 

Her hands flew to the back of his neck, her digits twirling strands of his wavy hair. His hands slowly moved down to her hips, his fingers gripping them with such ferocity she was sure that he was going to bruise them into her skin. He was holding onto her like she was going to escape if he didn’t pull her closer to him, but somehow she found comfort in feeling this way. So vulnerable in front of him and falling for every trick he pulled from the book. He felt amazing. It felt so right.

When they both pulled away to breathe, Y/N couldn’t help but stare into his eyes, seeing a whole galaxy of stars just waiting for her to dive into. The way they shone even in the darkness of his bedroom made her swoon and she felt drunk off of how good he was treating her. How touch starved she used to be and how he so easily took all of that away and showed her what it felt like to be loved.

“I am so glad I moved in with you,” Jungkook admitted breathlessly. “From the first day we met, I thought you were the most gorgeous girl I’d ever seen in my life, other than IU of course,”

She giggled and shook her head playfully.

“You really love IU, don’t you Googie?”

He sighed at the pet name she’d given him since they first moved in, shaking his head with a chuckle before rubbing his large, chocolate orbs.

“Let’s go to bed now, how does that sound?” He offered, pulling back the comforter on his bed and patting the mattress for her to lie down.

“That sounds amazing,” She sighed dreamily, closing her eyes the second her head hit his pillow.

Jungkook crawled in right next to her, throwing his hoodie over his head and snuggling close to her. His skin felt warm, his body was just radiating heat and she felt like a moth drawn to a flame. He wrapped his arms around her and she couldn’t have felt safer anywhere else other than in his arms.

All of the dreaming he’d done, the imagining of how perfect she’d feel curled up next to him never could have prepared him for this moment in time. He thought all of the cliche bullshit about fitting together like puzzle pieces in their lover’s arms was so stupid, but there was no other way to describe it than just that, and he didn’t hate it at all. Not one bit. 

“Googie,” Y/N began, the rumble of his soft hum against his chest making her heart grow in size. “What does this mean for us?”

He sighed and pulled her closer.

“It means that I finally have the girl of my dreams right where I want her,”

He paused. 

“And that we need to cross out ‘No yelling at three AM’ on our list of rules,”

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[marvelous-writer]

Ferry Rides, Panic Attacks & Cheeseburgers

Summary:

“Pete, you alright?” Happy quietly asks in a worried voice.

Peter snaps his eyes open and nods shakily. “Y-Yeah.” He lies.

Happy turns in his seat as he leans in front of him and looks at his face. “You don’t look it,” he says worriedly. “What’s going on?”

“N-Nothing—I’m fine.” Peter tries to assure him—heck, to assure himself but he can’t get the thought of the ferry ripping in two out of his mind. He can’t fail everyone again—he can’t fail Tony again.

OR

Peter’s art class goes on a field trip to the Statue of Liberty and Happy tags along.

Word Count: 2,490

Genre: whump, humor, hurt/comfort

Link to read on Ao3:

A/N: @webpril day 1: field trip

“We live in New York… and your school trip is to the Statue of Liberty?” Happy questions as they stand in Midtown High’s parking lot at ten in the morning, standing in line, dressed in his usual suit and tie attire with a pair of dark shades, standing out like a sore thumb beside Peter as everyone boards the bus.

“I did tell you where we were going yesterday.” Peter reminds him.

“I know… but a field trip to the Statue of Liberty for art class? You guys couldn’t have gone to a museum or something?”

Peter sighs as he moves ahead further in line, rolling his eyes as he overhears Flash and Abraham bickering over who gets to sit in the back of the bus.

“Do you know what we’re doing anyways?” Happy asks.

Peter shrugs. “I'm not sure. I guess we’re going to study the statue and draw it. Ms. Betzing said something about studying light patterns and shading.”

Happy groans at his side. “You guys couldn’t have pulled up photos of it from Google or something?”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Peter says, shooting a smile over his shoulder at him before he boards the bus.

...

It takes them a little over an hour until they reach Battery Park, where they will board the ferry that will take them to Liberty Island across the harbor.

“Alright, class! I want all of you to stick together and stay with your groups—no wandering off and everyone be on your best behavior,” Ms. Betzing says as she hands out the maps of Liberty Island and their ferry passes. “I want you all to sketch out anything that catches your eyes as we go and feel free to take any pictures with your phones for references!”

“What if we get motion sickness?” Someone from their group asks.

Ms. Betzing winces at the question. “Uhm… then you can feel free to wait until we’re off the ferry. I want you all to have a fun time on the trip and we certainly don’t want anyone getting sick today!”

They have to wait a few minutes until the ferry arrives, so Peter decides to pull out his small sketchbook from his backpack to kill some time, joining Ned and MJ over at a nearby bench.

“So, how are things going with shades over there?” MJ asks as she sketches something into her sketchbook.

Peter smirks at the nickname as he looks up at Happy, who’s standing near two of the other chaperones as their teacher talks to them, handing them maps as well. “Uh, okay I guess,” he says.

Happy looks bored, like he’d rather be anywhere else than here right now, and Peter can’t help but feel a little guilty. May had pushed Happy to go on the trip when Peter had her sign the permission slip last week, despite Peter’s protests against the idea of a chaperone, especially Happy being one. It’s not exactly the man’s thing and Peter knows how busy he is, being the head of security at SI and not to mention being Morgan’s part-time babysitter.

“You know, he kinda looks like he’s your bodyguard or something,” Ned adds in.

MJ laughs as she looks up from her sketch. “He does,” she agrees before lowering her voice so only they hear her. “It’s kinda sad that Spider-Man needs one though.” She says, shooting a grin Peter's way, earning a laugh from Ned.

Peter rolls his eyes half-heartedly at their teasing. “He’s not my bodyguard and you guys know it. He’s just here for the trip. May wanted him to go for some reason.”

“Why? Is it like… a bonding thing or something? You did say that she made you two have a ‘guys weekend’ last month.” Ned asks with a frown.

“Yeah, isn’t that when you slipped and broke your ribs on the toilet?” MJ adds.

Peter sighs, looking over at her with an unamused expression. “Thanks for reminding me,”

She smiles with a one-shouldered shrug. “That’s what I’m here for, babe.”

Ned makes a disgusted sound at the pet name. “But seriously, do you think that’s why he’s here? To spend more time with you or something now that he and May are engaged?”

Peter’s smile falters as he looks back over at Happy, who’s now looking at something on his phone with his glasses lowered down near the tip of his nose so he can see the screen. “I don’t know… maybe?”

When the ferry arrives at the port, they all get on and take their seats. Peter sits next to Happy again like he had on the bus and they wait for a few moments as passengers continue to get on board.

“You know, I bet Steve would’ve liked to go on this trip with it involving art and everything.” Happy says, breaking the silence between them.

Peter looks over at him, raising an eyebrow. “Why?”

Happy shugs. “He’s into art. He always has a doodle pad on him.”

“I never knew Cap was an artist.”

“He’s not bad, either. He once painted a picture of one of Tony’s cars and gave it to him for Christmas.”

Peter knows the exact painting he’s talking about, the one of the bright red Audi R8 Spyder that’s hung up in Tony’s office at the compound. “Cap painted that one?” Peter asks, eyebrows raised in surprise.

“Yeah,” Happy says with a nod.

“Wow,” Peter breathes out as a small smile pulls at the corner of his lips. “Think he’d do a portrait of Spider-Man?” He asks in a quiet tone, only to earn an amused chuckle from Happy.

“You never know. Maybe if you show up for training on time on the weekends.” He says, giving him a knowing look.

He’s got me there. Peter thinks to himself.

By the time the ferry is moving and on its way to Liberty Island, it only takes a few minutes until Peter is hit with a sense of deja vu as the memories of the last time he was on a ferry comes to mind—the fight with Toomes.

And that time… the ferry had split in half, all thanks to Peter screwing everything up.

Which just so happens to be the reason why he tries to avoid going on boats.

Peter swallows hard as he squeezes his hands that are resting on his lap, feeling the knot in his stomach that had formed in the past few minutes tighten. He darts his eyes around the inside of the ferry, looking up at the ceiling to make sure there aren’t any cracks or any signs of it about to split into two. At least he has his web-shooters on him, but what good did they do him the last time.

Tony was the one who saved the ferry… but Tony is now retired from Iron Man, even though Peter knows he’d jump into a suit and fly here as fast as he could—which would take too long since he’s all the way upstate. The ferry would sink in a matter of minutes with all the water pooling in and they would all drown if lifeboats didn’t arrive in time.

The horrifying scene of it all playing out in Peter’s head has him shaking, feeling his chest seize up in fear and dread. He slams his eyes shut as he mindlessly shakes his leg, trying to push away those terrifying images of MJ, Ned, and his classmates floating lifeless in the Hudson.

“Pete, you alright?” Happy quietly asks in a worried voice.

Peter snaps his eyes open and nods shakily. “Y-Yeah.” He lies.

Happy turns in his seat as he leans in front of him and looks at his face. “You don’t look it,” he says worriedly. “What’s going on?”

“N-Nothing—I’m fine.” Peter tries to assure him—heck, to assure himself but he can’t get the thought of the ferry ripping in two out of his mind. He can’t fail everyone again—he can’t fail Tony again.

Peter tries to take in a deep breath in hopes to calm himself down a little but it comes out more like a weak gasp. His chest feels like there’s a rubber band tightly wrapped around it, blocking off any way for air to get in.

“Hey, hey—look at me. Kid? Peter.” Happy whispers urgently as he takes off his shades and gently grabs Peter’s shoulder, suddenly finding himself facing the man’s worried face. “Tell me what’s going on?”

“I-I don’t know,” Peter murmurs as he shuts his eyes again, grateful they’re sitting in the back so none of his classmates see his meltdown. “I-I can’t breathe.”

“You’re having a panic attack,” Happy says in a soft voice that Peter’s heard him use on Morgan many times before. “You’re okay—you’re safe. Just try to breathe.”

“I-I can’t.”

“Yes, you can. Try to take a deep breath for me, Pete,” Happy gently tells him.

Peter wills his chest to release its chokehold on him as he tries to suck in a deep, shaky breath.

In one, two, three… out one, two, three. Peter thinks to himself, remembering the breathing exercise Tony taught him one time when he was having a panic attack similar to now.

It takes a few minutes of breathing until Peter feels like he’s not drowning in his own panic anymore, now that his chest has thankfully opened back up. He feels shaky and tired, but he can breathe.

“Feeling better?” Happy asks, brows pulled together in concern.

Peter shakes his head slowly. “Think so… sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Happy says as he grabs Peter’s backpack and zips it open to retrieve a water bottle. “Do you wanna talk about it?” He asks as he cracks it open and hands it to him.

Peter takes a sip before he sighs. “It’s stupid,” he says.

“It’s not.” Happy reassures.

“I…” Peter pauses and closes his eyes. “I was fine when we got on the ferry… but then my stupid brain went against me and all I could think about was—the ferry splitting in half.”

A look of realization flashes across Happy’s face. “Why didn’t you say anything? You didn’t have to go on this trip if you didn’t want to.”

“I did want to go but I just didn’t think the boat would bother me because I’m with you and everyone else,” Peter admits. “I just… I don’t know...”

“Hey,” Happy says gently. “I get it.

Peter looks up at him and offers a small, weak smile.

When they’re finally off the ferry, Peter follows behind the group with Happy at his side as everyone starts to head further on the island, Lady Liberty standing tall and proud above them, glowing a brilliant soft green in the afternoon sun.

MJ and Ned walk over and join them by a picnic table, thankfully unaware of Peter’s panic attack on the trip over. They all start drawing in their sketchbooks while Happy goes on his phone, even managing to sneak a few pictures of them when Peter isn’t looking.

Peter takes a deep breath in when a warm spring breeze blows past them, feeling it flow through his lungs. He feels a lot better now that he’s on dry land, with his friends and Happy. Sitting here drawing is pretty relaxing, surprisingly too. He’s never been a great drawer but this art class has helped him get a little better to the point that he actually enjoys it.

“Does this look like a pigeon or a rat?” Ned asks with a frown as he holds up his drawing for them to see.

“Definitely a rat,” MJ says with a small smirk. “But with feathers.”

Ned groans as he drops his sketchbook to the table. “I’d like to say that I give up but we have to pass this in at the end of class tomorrow.” He says, earning a chuckle from them.

“I think it looks good, Ned,” Peter offers. “I mean, have you seen the city’s pigeons? Those things are monsters.”

“You got a thing against pigeons?” MJ questions, shooting him a grin.

Happy chuckles from beside him. “He’s still sore about that one time one swiped his sandwich from him.”

Ned laughs at that and Peter holds his arms out in defense. “It was a sandwich from Delmar’s! No one steals my sandwich and gets away with it.”

“It got away, didn’t it?” MJ asks.

Peter’s shoulders slump with a sigh. “Yeah.”

She shakes her head with a small chuckle as she looks back at her drawing.

...

The afternoon passes by in a blur and before they know it, it’s already time for them to head back. They’re now waiting in line as everyone boards the ferry once again and Peter is dreading getting back on.

“How about we hang back here for a little bit and let everyone else go on ahead?” Happy offers, seeming to sense his dread.

Peter raises an eyebrow at him. “But we have to get back to school.”

“Sure you can. I’ll sign you out for the rest of the day if you want.”

“You can?” Peter asks a little hopefully. He honestly doesn’t think he can get back on that boat right now and then go through another couple of hours at school.

“Yeah, let me go talk to your teacher then we’ll grab some lunch.” Happy tells him before he walks away from him to find Ms. Betzing.

It only takes Happy a few minutes before he’s back. “You’re all set.” He says.

“Really?” Peter asks, a little surprised at how easy it was.

“Yeah. She just had me sign a form,” Happy says as he nods his head in the direction of the group. “You wanna say goodbye to your friends?”

Peter shakes his head. “I’ll just text them later.”

...

Not even twenty minutes later, they’re seated outside of the Crown Cafe, enjoying two all-American burgers with a side of fries and two sodas.

“You know… you didn’t have to sign me out the rest of the day. We’re going to have to get back on the ferry anyways.” Peter says, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between them.

“I know,” Happy says with a nod as he takes a sip of his soda. “But I thought you could use a break and our ride back is on his way.”

Peter raises an eyebrow to ask, only to be cut off when someone yells, “Hey, look! It’s Iron Man!” And below and behold, Iron Man suddenly drops down from the sky, landing across the way from them and drawing a crowd.

“We couldn’t have swam back to the city? Or what about a helicopter?” Peter sarcastically asks, turning back to Happy.

Happy shrugs with a smile. “I thought about the helicopter but I know May wouldn’t approve.”

Peter sighs before he takes another bite out of his burger.

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[amberlynnmurdock]

Library Series (Pt. 15)

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Reader 

Chapter Summary: Thanksgiving is next week. 

AO3 Link

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Hey all! I am still working on this story no matter how long it takes me and no matter who sticks til the end. To those of you who have just discovered it or those who are still reading, thank you so much. This chapter sets up the next one and it’s super fluffy. I hope you all have been doing well, staying safe and healthy during this crazy time we live in. In the meantime, enjoy some Matt Murdock college fluff. And message me if you have... anything to say! About your life, Marvel, anything. I’d love to catch up again. OKAY ENJOY <3 

Wet fog. It sticks to the dorm window. Glancing at the clock, you see that it’s barely seven in the evening. You wipe the window with the sleeve of your pajama shirt to see outside.

There’s not much going on. It’s a week before Thanksgiving, and everyone on campus was just finishing up exams. Many have already went home for the holiday. Marci left two days ago with Foggy. Which left your dorm room all to yourself, and… Matthew.

Ever since that night outside the cafe, he’s been spending time with you a lot, which you had no problem with. You’d finish your late class on Thursday and see him waiting for you patiently at the end of the hall, cane in hand, leaning against the cement wall. The two of you had lunch together every Tuesday because that’s the only time the two of you don’t have a class at noon. You walk him home, and you text him when you get back to your dorm.

Right now, he’s here again. There’s a record spinning at a low volume, and you’ve lost track of what it was you and Matt were listening to. You laid down after dinner and got sleepy, and let Matt take over flipping the discs, raiding your collection. You knew he couldn’t see what he was picking, but he always managed to play some of your favorites.

You slump down from your dorm bed and join him on the fuzzy carpet, leaning against the side of your bed. Your arm brushes his and you feel the urge to bring him into an embrace. But you don’t.

It dawned on you that tomorrow, you’d be leaving for Thanksgiving break yourself. You were excited: you hadn’t seen your family in weeks and the cafeteria food was starting to get old. A home-cooked meal was exactly what you needed. But at the same time, you felt like you were going to be missing something, and it was painfully obvious what it was. In fact, the reason why is sitting next to you right now, behind red tint glasses and an aloof grin on his face.

“I love this song,” Matt smiles as he stretches his arms. It’s a song by Big Star. You don’t reply. You smile instead.

“Are you okay?” Matt asks you after a short period of silence. You forget he can’t see your smile sometimes. A guilty feeling wells in your chest.

As if he can hear your thoughts, Matt finds your hand and holds it.

“Yeah, I am,” you say uneasily. “Are you going home for Thanksgiving? I forgot to ask.”

Matt replies after a moment, “No. I’m not.”

You quirk an eyebrow. You realize you never asked Matt about his…family. You know his father passed away, and he’s never mentioned his mother. You didn’t feel like now was the right time. You decide to play the fool.

“Do you usually go anywhere?” You ask him carefully.

“I usually go with Foggy every year, but this time he is at Marci’s. It’s okay, though,” Matt gives a small smile, “I told him it was okay after he denied to a hundred times.”

You sort of felt silly in that moment. Why didn’t you bother to ask Matt if he’d like to join your family on Thanksgiving? You honestly assumed he had somewhere to go–but now you think you know why it was never brought up. Matt probably didn’t want you to feel bad. You notice he has a tendency to do that–hide how he really feels.

“Well, you are welcome to come to my Thanksgiving. If you want!” You nervously add the last part in. You suddenly felt embarrassed. Were you moving too fast? Were things getting serious? Were you okay with that? More importantly, was he okay with that?

“Uhm, yeah,” Matt answers you sheepishly. For some reason, the nerves make him let go of your hand. It’s not that he doesn’t want to go, he’s dying to have a little getaway with you, and get to know you even more. Matt is just… really happy you asked.

"I leave tomorrow, and it’s last minute, but I’d really love for you to be there with me. You’ll get to meet my family, if that’s not scary,” you ramble on. The rush inside you can’t be stopped: the thought of having Matt all to yourself for a few days sounded magical. “And my family isn’t big, if big families intimidate you. It’s just my folks and I.”

“Big families?” Matt laughs, “I’ve been to Foggy’s for the holidays for a while now, and I’m still sure there’s a distant cousin I haven’t met before. I think I’m ready with just having to introduce myself only twice now.”

“Okay!” You turn to face him, this time taking his hand back in yours. “I’ll text my Mom now to let her know we’ll need another plate at the table. You can stay in our guest room. Or mine, and I’ll take the guest room. Whichever you’re most comfortable with.”

Matt could hear the excitement in your voice. “We can figure that out later,” he says. “We can share, you know,” Matt reminds you in a low whisper.

You feel the heat rise in your cheeks. You let out a soft laugh and gently push him in a joking way, “no way am I getting in bed with you, Mr. Murdock. I am too much of a blanket hog. You’ll be cold the entire weekend.”

Matt lets out a laugh. He pulls you in close and kisses your ear.

“We’ll see about that.”

The shivers his kiss sent down your spine are hard to hide. You don’t care. You sigh and rest your head on his shoulder.

Matt quietly says your name.

Tilting your head to look up at him, and you reply, “yes?”

His auburn hair that usually falls perfectly in place now fell so it was covering half his face. You reach up to move it aside but his fingers latch to your wrist and slowly bring your hand back down to his lap.

Matt doesn’t have to see you to know you’re confused by his movements. That’s all he can really do, to show his feelings to you. He can’t possibly find the right words to describe how much he likes you–words fail him in that sense. He has so much to say to you, there’s so much that he feels. All he can do is hold your hand tighter and kiss your forehead.

“I like this a lot,” is all he can say. Foolish, he feels. The most beautiful girl you’ve ever talked to, the most sincere heart you’ve ever known is sitting right next to you, and that’s all you have to say?

You let out a soft laugh, “I’m glad, Matt. I was hoping you’d be staying a while.”

He knows what you mean by that. Not just staying a while in this dorm with you but staying a while in your life. Matt smiles.

“How are your classes, by the way? Are you feeling as overwhelmed with work as I?” He asks.

You shift, lifting your head from his shoulder.

“Yeah, a little,” you trail off, “I kind of jump at the work when it’s presented to me so I don’t get overwhelmed. And the faster I finish the bullshit busy work, the faster I can continue my investigating on that robbery.”

That robbery. The word takes him out of reality for a moment. Matt hasn’t roamed the streets since you both made up. He made a promise to himself to not let himself get distracted so he can put more time and energy into you, and he has. But hearing you bring up the robbery again stirs something inside of him: anxiety.

“Oh, really?” Matt asks, covering the worry in his tone. “Are there any…updates on that?”

“Any leads you mean?” You correct in jest. “Well, after break I’m going to the woman’s house for an interview. Her name is Camila Fredrick. I’ve already set up dates and everything. She’s more comfortable meeting after the holiday, which I totally understand. I’m just happy she agreed to speak with me. ‘You must be more pleasant than the real media’ she said in the email back,” you laugh, “I guess the title Undergrad comes off nicer.”

Matt forces himself to laugh at your jokes. He can’t stop his heart from beating so fast. Sure, you’d be meeting with the woman, Camila, in her own home, but how do you know you’d be safe from someone who could potentially be stalking her?

“Well, that’s lucky, I guess,” Matt replies.

“Yeah. She’s lucky for surviving, too. And I think she’s safe from the shooter… he’s in jail. His bail is like, almost $10,000, so I don’t think he’ll be getting out anytime soon.”

The last few words made Matt calm down just a little more. Still, what you didn’t know (that Matt does know) is that Neil isn’t the only player in this game.

“Whatever you do, wherever you go, ___, just be careful,” Matt tells you in a hushed voice. “This city is great, but it’s ugly.”

“I know, Matty,” the nickname slipped from your lips. Matt doesn’t seem to mind it. “I’m a tough girl, ya know?”

He smiles, “you are.”

For a moment, a fleeting moment, his mind plays an awful, cruel, trick on him and replaces Camila with you. The amount of rage that fills his blood, God forbid you were ever put in such danger… he wouldn’t be able to control himself. He wouldn’t wait for the law to bring justice. He’d serve it for you, even if that meant getting his hands bloody and bruised again.

The record has stopped playing. You glance at the clock. It’s not late yet, but you do feel sleepy. You sigh and stretch. If you and Matt were going to be going to your home in New Jersey, you’d better get a good night’s sleep. Tomorrow is a day of packing, and then leaving the next day.

Matt says he’ll meet you in the morning for coffee and then he joked that you may need to help him pack his suitcase tomorrow. Joke or not, you’d be there in a heartbeat. You looked forward to spending the next few days with Matt.

He kisses you goodnight. The sound of his cane echoing down the hall almost puts you to sleep.

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[watchyourbluesturngolden]

working late

warnings: none

word count: 1k

oh look at that, another grey’s anatomy reference, if you were waiting for a sign to watch it this is your sign, go watch it rn :)

Harry did not like working late. It was probably his least favorite part of the job. He hated when his manager approached him when he was just about ready to go home, saying there has been some issue and he would have to stay. He hated pulling out his phone and opening his messaging app. He hated clicking on your smiling face and drafting a text. He hated thinking about how upset you would be as he typed "I'm so sorry, I'll be home late again, don't wait up, I love you". He hated how sweet your replies always were; it made him feel more guilty. You would respond with something like "don't worry about it, I'll see you in the morning💕" and it made his heart ache. 

He hated unlocking the door at 3 A.M., slipping inside silently so he wouldn't wake you. He hated getting ready for bed, making no noise, before sliding in next to you. He hated waking up in the morning without you, because you had already gotten up and started your day. After all, you had been sleeping for 5 hours by the time he got in. It wasn't your fault his schedule was so unpredictable. 

Even though working late was undeniably awful, there was one aspect he didn't completely hate. Most nights, you would go to sleep soon after he texted you. Sometimes, though, you decided you wanted to stay up.

�� Your face brightened when you read his message, quickly typing back "thanks for letting me know, but I'll stay up tonight! I want to say goodnight in person". 

He smiled as he read the response, wondering how long you could last before crashing.

Harry: That's very sweet of you, see you in a couple hours! Y/N: :)

Harry texted you as often as he could, updating you on what he was doing and how soon he would be home. 

Harry: Sorry babe, we keep having sound problems, it'll be a few more hours :(  what are you up to? 9:36 P.M.

Y/N: watching grey's anatomy, ofc :) 9:40 P.M.

Harry: I already knew that, I didn't even have to ask 😂  9:42 P.M.

As the hours wore on, he could tell you were getting more and more out of it. Every few texts, you would misspell a few more words. 

Harry: What episode are you on? I need a distraction because I'm getting bored here, might fall asleep 😛 11:39 P.M.

Y/N: teh one wit h the shooter :(((  I migth cry because a lot of people die😢  11:39 P.M.

Harry: Don't cry baby! I'll be home soon and then we can cuddle :) 11:40 P.M.

Y/N: suonds g oood 😌 11:42 P.M. Harry: Still up love? 12:23 A.M.

Y/N: yes I m noy goin g to skeep I am st aying awake e 12:25 A.M.

Harry: Are you sure about that? You can go to sleep if you're tired. 12:30 A.M.

Y/N: no im 100%¥ awajr adn readdy tob seey you 12:33 A.M.

Harry: Ok, they said it's going to be about two more hours, think you can make it? 12:36 A.M.

Y/N: i can staay awadke imm no t a chidl 12:41 A.M.

Harry: Alright, talk to you soon️ :) 12:49 A.M.

Harry: We're wrapping up here, maybe 30 more minutes. Still awake? 2:05 A.M.

Y/N: i a m  stlil up  adn wacthing tv a nd wraedu to see yoy soon n 2:15 A.M.

Harry smiled down at his phone. He had absolutely no idea what she was saying, but it was cute nonetheless.

"Ready to run it again?" Sarah asked, pulling him from his thoughts. He sighed, tucking his phone back in his pocket. 

"I think just once more, I'm running out of energy and Y/N's going to be mad." 

"Alright then, let's not keep her waiting. Here we go, from the top!"

Harry: Finally done, heading home now! 2:41 A.M.

Y/N: yra seew yluo snoo 2:47 A.M

Harry chuckled as he started his car. He doubted you would be awake when he got home; he would probably find you passed out on the couch with the TV still on. 

His suspicions were confirmed when he stepped inside. When he looked into the living room, he saw the second thing that make working late not so awful. 

You were sleeping, cuddled up in a blanket while the Grey's Anatomy theme song played softly. He smiled, stepping into the room and flicking off the TV. You stirred when he sat next to you, moving the blanket so it could cover him too. His heart melted when you sleepily shuffled closer to him, resting your head on his chest. 

"Are you awake, love?" He murmured, stroking your hair.

  You groaned, pressing your face into him and inhaling his scent. 

"I've been awake the whole time," You said, voice heavy with sleep. 

"Sure you have," he smiled. "Why don't we go to bed, you'll be more comfortable there." 

"Hmm... ok," you said, finally opening your tired eyes to look at him. "I really was awake." 

"If you say so," He laughed, standing up and holding out his hand to you. You took it, pulling the blanket around you and letting him lead you down the hall. You collapsed onto the bed immediately, pulling him down with you. 

"Can't you at least let me change?" He laughed when you grasped his hand as he tried to pull away.

"Fine, but be fast, I'm tired," you mumbled, reluctantly allowing him to move away. 

He came back after a few minutes, sliding into the bed and cuddling you close to him. He ran a finger across your shoulder, smiling as you sighed in content. He could stay like this forever, just holding you and listening to your even breathing. 

Maybe working late wasn't so bad after all.

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