#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HIS PART JUST CAME IN
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01 | a hufflepuff and a slytherin
hogwarts au
pairing: hufflepuff!tzuyu x slytherin!reader
genre: fluff, slice of life
word count: 2.8k
warnings: none that i can think of :]
summary: whether on the field or during class, you never shied away from trouble. and in your sixth year, trouble seemed to follow you like a shadow, though you couldn’t complain. especially when that series of misfortunes led you to the transfiguration prodigy, chou tzuyu.
includes: red velvet's yeri, ateez's san and wooyoung; mentions viviz's sinb
status: ongoing
a/n: here it is aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
masterlist | teaser | chapter 2
The Hogwarts Express' deafening whistle greeted you when you stepped onto the platform. Young children—witches—too young to attend the school dashed past, laughing. Huffing behind them, their parents pushed trolleys with luggage threatening to fall. The commotion was expected. Missing the train was one of your deepest fears and you were already pushing it, being as late as you were.
In hopes of finding an empty coach, you rushed towards the end of the platform. The first few coaches would be packed with the early birds. Here and there, you could recognise your friends and classmates. The flash of green robes, a glimpse of the newest Nimbus, and a familiar head of bleached blonde hair in the crowd. The thought of seeing your friends made you smile.
Until someone crashed into your back, pushing you straight into your trolley.
“Move along, L/N!” You could single out your best friend’s scream from a raucous crowd, it was as lithe as its owner.
It had been a while since you heard Yeri.
Before you could take your revenge, the young woman was already ahead and left you sputtering in her dust. Yeri shoved her trolley through people and forced them to jump away as she flashed her blinding smile over her shoulder. Shaking your head at her antics, you decided to follow her. When you stopped by Yeri’s trolley, she had already headed into the train, probably trying to find an empty seat. As you pulled up your largest suitcase onto the train, Yeri appeared in front of you.
“I found one, just three down,” she said before jumping down to the platform to get her things. “Go quickly!”
You made your way down the train with your suitcase and shoulder bag. On occasion, you pressed yourself to the wall to let other students pass. Having found the empty coach, you opened the door and haphazardly threw your bag to the luggage rack above. Mustering all your strength, you lifted your luggage and tipped it in as well. But, it seemed to be too big to fit.
To get a better view of the cabin, you climbed up on the seat with a groan. Impatient as you were, you miscalculated the effect of dragging your shoulder bag out. A terrible decision on your part.
It happened in a matter of seconds.
The corner of your suitcase in front of your eye.
Your feet slipped away from the seat.
Your left hand yanked back by force.
Your shoulder bag spilt your stationery.
You bumped back into someone.
And finally, your suitcase toppled over.
Instinct finally kicked in, you turned on your back and raised a hand over your head. You waited for the deafening thud but it never came. After taking a second to get your bearings, you glanced over your shoulder.
Your suitcase levitated an inch above the ground. A deep sigh escaped from your saviour as your suitcase finally landed on the floor. When you turned, you found a pair of glassy brown eyes staring back at you with concern.
Non-verbal spellcasting. Quick thinking. The colour yellow in your peripheral.
Chou Tzuyu.
Even in class, your brain never processed information that quickly. Yet, her name came to you in an instant.
What was worse is that you said it aloud. She looked up, expectant, so you said the first thing that came to mind.
“Hi.”
To be fair, you couldn’t fault yourself. It was hard to not fluster under her stare. After all, this is Chou Tzuyu. There wasn’t a single witch, professor, or ghost at Hogwarts that didn’t know of her brilliance.
You’ve crossed paths with her, being in the same year and all. Though, you doubt she’s ever noticed you. Maybe apart from the few times you’ve miscast a spell, started a fight or chased around your teammates. These are instances when most people notice you, but looking back, none of them shine a positive light on you. But also because you were in completely different friend circles. You spent your time at Hogwarts eating grass on the field, she spent her time at the library with her study group. You wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t know your name—
“Y/N L/N,” she said, offering you a very awkward smile. Mimicking your intonation, she finished. "Hi."
Chou Tzuyu knows your name. She’s definitely noticed you.
With your ego boosted a little, you stood up straighter.
“Hi,” you repeated out of habit, with quite some confidence. Then deflated when you realized what you did.
Tzuyu chuckled to herself before she relaxed onto the seat she was knocked into. Only now, you were aware of the precarious situation that was your own doing. You were leaning towards her, back hunched enough for your faces to touch, you’ve cornered her onto the seat. With a gulp, you pushed yourself out to the hallway to allow some distance between the pair of you. Hiding her smile, Tzuyu helped herself up as you began your round of apologies.
"I am so sorry,” you began and Tzuyu raised her hand to shake your grievances away. But you were busy scanning her for visible injuries or discomfort. “You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”
“The seat cushioned my fall, I really am fine,” Tzuyu said as she dusted her robes off. She must have arrived early to have changed already. “Besides, it's nothing compared to your falls.”
Quidditch. Of course, that’s why she’s noticed you. You were on the Slytherin team after all. That explains… everything.
“Would you like me to help clean—”
“Oh no, not at all!” you jumped forward, took her hand and pulled her out into the hallway with you. “You’ve already saved me from a huge mess, thanks for that!”
“L/N, stop flirting and help me!” Yeri screamed from somewhere down the hallway and you froze. As did Tzuyu, her widened eyes trained on your conjoined hands as she processed the words.
You could already imagine the havoc that mindless statement will wreak upon you.
Students peered out from their cabins, attracted to the commotion like moths to a flame. Yeri lugged her suitcase behind her and left curious students in her wake. When everyone’s eyes landed on the pair of you, their jaws fell to the floor. And when their eyes landed on your hands holding Tzuyu’s, silence enveloped the coach.
“What’s wrong?” Yeri’s question broke the silence.
The second you scrunched your eyes shut and pulled your shoulders to your ears, the noise erupted. Wolf whistles broke and all you could do was stare at Tzuyu awkwardly. You predicted this as soon as Yeri spoke, but hoped you would be wrong anyway. When the jeers continued, painfully highlighting the predicament you were in, you remembered you were still holding Tzuyu’s hand.
Amongst the yelling, there were also whispers. Now, both you and Tzuyu were no ordinary students. Both talented and well-known in your respective areas, and with recognition come rumours. There were a few titles you recognised; your positions and Tzuyu’s achievements. There were some nicknames you weren’t aware you held, some you’d never even heard of. And if the situation weren’t so strange, some of them would’ve made you proud. Yet, all those whispers could be boiled down to one simple explanation.
A Hufflepuff and a Slytherin.
The contrast was the easiest to make. It also happened to be the most harmful difference.
A distinct whining voice, somehow clear to your ears in the ongoing mess, made a comment. The voice was clear as crystal as if your ears were trained to pick up that voice. A tightness in your chest developed and you caught a flash of coldness in Tzuyu’s eyes. In an instant, Tzuyu yanked her hand away from yours as if burned. You were already searching for the owner of the voice, but instead, you found Yeri’s gaze. She had a determined look and shook her head before jutting her chin in Tzuyu’s direction.
Awful as the comment was, it had been said. The damage is done.
Tzuyu is your main concern.
But you weren’t sure what to do.
You were clueless.
So you just stared at her.
“Pack it up, people!” Yeri’s voice boomed down the hallway and startled Tzuyu. “And that's enough from you.”
Yeri shoved a boy’s face back with the palm of her hand as she passed. He shrieked in indignation, though it was quickly silenced when Yeri shut the cabin door.
“Yeah, yeah, we’ve heard it all before, you’ll destroy my life, I know,” she said, before clapping. “Enough, nothing to see here!”
Collective groans left the students as your best friend cleared out the chaos of her making. You finally drummed up the courage to check on Tzuyu, instead of heading for a fight first.
“Listen, I’m really sorry about—”
“It’s okay. I’m fine,” Tzuyu said in a clipped manner. Though it must've sounded unconvincing to her own ear because she repeated. “I’m fine. Really. It happens.”
She shrugged and nodded to herself, it was an action you couldn’t really make sense of.
Tzuyu stepped to your right, ready to leave. But she stopped, her eyes were on her clasped hands, contemplating something. Then she looked up at you. “Don’t do something stupid, Y/N.”
With that, Tzuyu took her leave.
With a salty taste in your mouth, you watched her walk away. People shrank into their cabins as she passed, though Tzuyu paid them no mind. The comment—the insult—returned to you. The single word, a label that completely strips someone of their humanity. The word seemed to echo in your mind. Replayed in that irritating voice until all sound gave way to an incessant ringing.
When someone placed their hand on your shoulder, your neck snapped to them.
“Easy, easy, it’s just me,” Yeri said, unflinching at your rigidity. All her enthusiasm from the platform was gone, instead, her eyes were dull, exhausted. She watched Tzuyu disappear into a cabin before she sighed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t—Nevermind, how is Tzuyu? Is she alright?”
You only shrugged before you turned with fists already tightened. A fist fight visualised in your mind. But Yeri placed a hand on your chest and held you back.
“Not here, not now,” Yeri said, her voice low and careful. Her eyes darted around as she said, “His cronies are all there in the cabin—”
“We can take them—” when Yeri pushed, forcing you to take a step backwards, you gave her a look. “We can’t let him get away with stuff like that, Yeri!”
“I know we can but what does that solve? What are you going to do? Punch him? Break his nose again? Beat him up until he’s bleeding? Okay, and then what?” Yeri asked, goading you. “What’s your plan here?” When you had no answer, she continued, “There are no consequences on this train. What do you think will happen when we get to Hogwarts? What happens when he enters with a bleeding nose and points his finger at you? Don’t you want to play this year?”
“I told you I’m not playing this year,” Yeri rolled her eyes at that.
“We’re sixth years now, Y/N. And you, what you do, it reflects on the team. Reflects on Hwang Eunbi. Whether you’re playing or not!” The mention of your captain’s name stopped you in your tracks, you couldn’t look Yeri in the eye. “I took care of it for now and Tzuyu said she is fine, that’s it. And trust me, he’s going to do something stupid again and we’ll take care of him then, get him in real trouble. Now can we get settled in, please?”
A moment passed, your stare still focused on the hallway. You could imagine his face, sneering as he spat vile things. The image alone was enough to provoke your ire, a feeling uncommon to you. When Yeri’s grip tightened on your shoulder, you exhaled. Your body deflated along with your breath. Finally, you turned your gaze to your best friend, she didn’t waver. A look of understanding passed and you nodded.
In complete silence, the two of you set up your luggage. It was easy, having spent years beside each other. You cleaned up your mess before making sure all the bags are safely placed. Your brooms and pet cages were also secured. All you had to do was change into your robes and pass out for the length of the train ride.
Outside, through the window, parents hugged their children goodbye. You observed them, taking mental notes of the people as you tried to find familiar faces. Yeri made herself comfortable opposite you and took up the entire seat to lie down. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t have the pleasure for too long.
“Saved seats for us, did you?” Wooyoung said as he pushed back the cabin door. Behind him, San peered over and waved with his broom. “Now, scooch over.”
An elongated groan escaped Yeri. With a small jump, she made herself cosy once again, but at the expense of your comfort. This time, her head found purchase on your lap and once again her feet were on the seat. Though you didn't mind. Filled with an odd fascination, you watched Wooyoung and San settle in. Although the latter seemed a bit slower.
Then the object of interest was placed by your feet.
“That's the newest model,” you said, mouth agape, almost in a daze.
If anyone was going to parade around with the most recent Nimbus broomstick, it was Choi San. Not necessarily because he liked to boast, in fact, he did the opposite with how gently he treated the thing. Rather it was his parents' pride in their son that landed him such treasures. You couldn't say the same about your parents, they never valued your affinity for Quidditch. Of course, there was also the fact that he was stinking rich, the crème de la crème of purebloods. When you first met him, you expected the worst, and yet, Choi San was nothing but kind.
On your lap, Yeri turned, her eyes never leaving the broom. Your body anticipated it before your mind processed it.
Your best friend lunged forward just as you wrapped your hand around her body. San, expecting the same of his long-time friend, pulled his broom back.
“Not happening,” San said with a knowing smile. You only chuckled as Yeri folded her arms like a petulant child.
Soon the train left the platform, leaving teary-eyed parents behind as they watched their children depart. The sight made you smile, your parents only showed up the first time. Your friends chatted amongst themselves while your gaze was glued to the scenery. You let yourself get taken away by the rolling hills.
Occasionally, new and old faces stopped by. Some looking for seats, some to greet you, and some to join you for a moment. Some of the younger witches were there only to fawn over Quidditch. Your best friend basked in the adoration, but you only wanted to sink into comfortable sleep.
“You think Eunbi is going to be okay?” San's voice filtered through, breaking you from your dreamlike state. When he noticed he caught your attention, he turned to you. "She's the head girl this year.”
That was no news to you. Ever since you laid eyes on Hwang Eunbi, you knew she'd be the head girl. Besides, she'd sent a letter a few weeks back. Her wording had seemed odd but Eunbi's words were often stilted. She could be unfamiliar with her own shrewdness. But you trusted her. This is why you didn't understand San's worry.
"She'll be fine," Wooyoung said, concluding your thoughts. His head was on San's lap as he fiddled with his yellow and black tie. "It's Hwang Eunbi."
"I just feel like it's a lot of responsibility," San said, mindlessly playing with Wooyoung's hair. "She might be overwhelmed."
Yeri didn't say anything, instead, she caught your gaze.
Don’t you want to play this year?
Sighing, you let your eyes turn back to the scenery. Instead of the sport, something else took root in your mind. Your thoughts wandered back to her.
Chou Tzuyu.
A name etched into the back of your mind, much like the spells you learned in your first year at Hogwarts. The same name every teacher squealed with pride as she completed the charm first. Or every time students grumbled when she got another answer right. Or when Lee asks students to demonstrate the new transfiguration spell and she had it mastered already.
It was her name—Chou Tzuyu—whispered in classrooms and corridors, followed by the word 'muggleborn'.
On its own, muggleborn was no insult, only a mere descriptor. Of course, this is laughable coming from you, someone who's never been in her shoes. Quite the opposite actually. Though harmless at the surface level, even you understood the insinuation behind the comment.
You were worried about her. And you didn't know how to approach her about it.
With a shake of your head, you let your eyes droop and allowed exhaustion to seep in. Wishing to be awakened only when you reach Hogwarts.
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a/n: surprisingly my mind did not screech and yell when i wrote this,,,like i don't hate this and i hope you didn't hate it either :] and when will the second chapter come out ? who knows, definitely not me :D
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life may suck but yk what doesn’t suck? listening the ult def leppard / struts crossover. i screamed into my hand. it’s midnight
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adventure time wizard city liveblog
well here we go
my last adventure time liveblog, i havent actually done one of these in MANY years... probably not since 2014
this takes place at the same time as obsidian?
DID-- DID CHOOSE GOOSE JUST DIE
DID BUFO JUST KILL CHOOSE GOOSE
yeah i know that’s bufo, they only made it enormously obvious, tsk tsk
@spaceacepearl joked about us seeing choose goose get sent to hell but i diDNT EXPECT IT TO HAPPEN
This music is i assume by one of the many musical artists Adam Muto listed on twitter, it rocks. It’s not as hardcore as Obsidian’s intro, but it’s suitably chill for the scene.
“get offa my bus kid”
Those wizards in the left and far right groups appear to be new!
OH MY GOD--
HELP?????? NEW PROFILE PIC TIME
HAHAHAHAH
THE MUSICAL CON DID ME GOOD, I DID REALLY LOUD AUDIBLE LAUGHTER
i bet hanna and co had fun making these signs
my favourite is the cat with “FAMILIARS HAVE RIGHTS”
cadorka..... wow
We’re not even four minutes into the ep and peppermint butler has already killed someone in front of a large group of witnesses
“this smells of DARK MAGIC”
“yall kids know thats illegal right”
peps watches the other kids nod before later joining in, LOL
i cant believe pep started the great gum wars and got killed by golb
SOMEONE has been playing Overwatch...
i-- i still cant believe choose goose is fucking dead
how long was he stuck in hell for, or was that recent to together again after new death showed up
i have to admit im not a big fan of spader, too perfect, and not in that funny way either. i hope they give him some characteristics that make him stand out.
im getting flashbacks to OK KO and Owl House here...
Cadebra using music is a reference to Abracadaniel’s love of interpretetive dance in Play Date.
“they only laugh because youre different”
“i know”
“SO STOP BEING DIFFERENT”
oh my god it’s like talking to my own parents
cadebra is actually... a LOT like me, less in her hyperactivity but more in her nonchalant enthusiasm and almost acceptance of the inevitable bullying because it means more time in people’s consciousness
ahhh - it’s quietly revealed here that she is responsible and a skilled magician, she is just bored of magic! i like that she parents abracadaniel instead of being downtrodden by his ramblings.
PEP NO--- oh i see the problem, he hasn’t got his Bug Milk... sorry Martin Olsen fans, no Hunson today. At least we get one more Phil Face for the road!
candy people in their natural habitat
Ahhh that’s Doctor Calidoneus! The voice actor was at the recent Distant Lands panel alongside Pep and Blaine’s actors.
“pretty sure hes just trashcandy” - i like you, sassy antler lady
the mystery of how he gets clothes
and once again spader is proving to be the most irritating distant lands character of the lot, there is no subversion here. where is the subversion?
NANI
what is going on here? are pep and peppermint the same person or not? im sure they must be, but there is something going on here with peppermint butler’s soul being trapped in the body of his child self who hasn’t got the same memories.
OH, HYNDEN WALCH DID A NEW LINE yes this is what im here for, special over
peppermint butler cursed himself... of course he did - Shado was correct!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCK
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
ROCK STUDENT, BLESSED ROCK STUDENT, WAS THAT POOR GUY WHO LOOKS LIKE A JAWBREAKER
love the reference to astral plane, of course pep cant astrally project because cursed pep is still inside of him
wow, blaine, wow
they have a crush
LITTLE DUDE! COLE SANCHEZ!
i love the dynamic between cadebra and abracadaniel, imo so far it’s the heart of the special. im not really gripped by peppermint butler’s school troubles. i imagine someone else probably will be but i want to run past that shit as far as possible.
TRDGFYGHJH
WE
WE MADE A PREDICTION THAT WAS JUST LIKE THIS
PEPPERMINT BUTLER GETTING TURNED INTO THE FOUR COMPONENTS OF PEPPER MINT BUTT LURE WAS IN THE WIZARD CITY PREDICTIONS ART DRAW THAT HASNT BEEN POSTED YET
ILL SHOW YOU WHEN NICK POSTS THE VIDEO and then ill tell you who made the prediction because i... think it was nick himself, insanity
who plagiarized finn’s signature???
turns out pep really DID take over wizard city!!!!
i love this band
i understand your pain peps
you probably have a bit too much in common with your mother, and i imagine it isn’t easy being turned into a kid and not being able to do stuff that came so easy. you’re disappointing yourself! (he’s literally disappointing himself)
I’m less than halfway through the special, what the fuck. I wasn’t wrong when I said Wizard City had a lot on its plate. It’s noit that I’ve been particularly gripped up to this point, though to be fair I didn’t pause at all during the other specials barring Obsidian.
that... that poor kid is still a rock
and then the preview happened and bufo casually revealed to the audience that, yes, he killed choose goose
i dont know whats happening with pep but it seems he needs to be exorcised of... pep. which is a shame. i hope they learn to coexist.
i have to say the background work in this special is really good! like, really damn good.
WH
WHAT
DID SPADER JUST DIE
IS THIS WHY PEOPLE THINK PEPBUT KILLED HIM
oh thats right - abracadaniel is cadebra’s uncle! this must be abracadniels sister. sorry, folks, he doesn’t fuck.
Where are they? Is this anywhere near Wizard City? It’s an unpopulated prewar wasteland.
THESE ARE JUST HUMANS
OF COURSE SHE WANTS TO PERFORM TO MILQUETOAST HUMANS
my child
is this an art style choice or did they get the people from that one studio to make this
HANNA FINALLY GETS TO FULFIL HER DREAM OF INSERTING KANEDA INTO ADVENTURE TIME
the red jacket he wears and his head pill shape is a big kaneda reference actually, which i suppose makes sense considering he’s a rival to our protagonist, but it’s a bit on the nose
bufo killed one of his own students? but why????
“MY UNCLE’S A COP”
“no one likes a rat”
i actually really like blaine, though im confused. did their VA change halfway through the special?
HOW NATURAL, NO WASTE, IT IS AN ENDLESS CHAIN
did doctor caledonius steal the trophy,,,?
EVIL SNAIL EVIL SNAIL
MONMSTER HUNJTER DISCOVERY NOISE, this time it’s a tetsucabra
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I HAVE QUESTIONS
god i wish this is what this special was about, i miss adventure time
these remind me of the comics with their art style :) i wonder who designed them? the one on the right with pb and pep, in particular, very comics-y.
fdgfhgf because he’s like 500
“pep can be kind of a jerk but he wouldn’t kill anyone”
sorry, cadebra, i have news for you
is doctor calednoius the true villain? if bufo’s out of the picture, she MUST be,
ANTS
oh no, he might gbe stuck in wizard city :(
HELP
the writing on the wall...
SPADER LITERALLY FUCKING DIED OH YM JESUS CHRIST
PEPPERMINT BUTLER’S OWN CULT????
THIS IS JUST OK KO NOW
okay im not surprised all the teachers at wizard city are cultists in worship of peps, maybe they killed spader and bufo because they bullied peps T_T
wait no, they thought spader had the potential, but sadly not
HE FUCKING KILLED HIMSELF
sorry, i was distracted by the pretty dope fight sequence and now the special is over????
fucking jesse, hes probably at least partly responsible for the cult nonsense
This credits art is by Maya Petersen!!!! Holy shit it’s adorable!
LRETGFDRGTFGMHGFHFG
LEAF MAN
DO YOU THINK THEY PUT HIM IN RETROSPECTIVELY
DO YOU THINK MAYA PETERSEN DREW THIS AND ADAM PUT IT IN THE EP RETROSPECTIVELY
HE LIVES
MAYBE THIS IS WHY CHOOSE GOOSE WENT TO HELL
okay, it’s over :)
first thoughts out of the way: not a big fan of this special. it’s like watching a completely different show. it’s not got the PZSHAHH of the normal wizard city stuff and there weren’t a lot of funny jokes or even hearty moments in the thing.
it suffers from a lack of invested character interactions, much like BMO did. there was not a single main cast member in the whole thing! and like i said before, much of peppermint butler’s character in the show is based on his very sweet relationship to his mother, princess bubblegum, so when they showed a single (hilarious) photo of them together it made me sad we didn’t get any scenes with them together. it would have STOLEN this episode. and they teased the hunson golf photo, and death!!! and jake appeared in a photo T_T last jake appearance.
it also suffers because Peppermint Butler is clearly not himself, imo he was way more entertaining in the Together Again special, where we seem him back to his “normal” self.
i dont think peps being a dark wizard was something to “kill off” exactly. i wonder what was going on there? was that actually peps, or was that a spirit he cursed himself with based on himself? we at least know in the future he does become a dark wizard again, and even princess :) this special didn’t answer those questions but lol.
THE GOOD STUFF, because yes, there was a lot of good stuff!
God, I’m with Aracle and Maya on this - I LOVE Cadebra and her relationship to Pep. I wish she was even in more of this - I would love to watch the adventures of Cadebra and Pepbut in their first year of school, like in the end credits.
That, imo, is where the heart of the special lay - Peppermint Butler’s attempts to impress himself, versus Cadebra’s self acceptance and desire to follow her dreams of being a goofy goober, no matter what other people thought of her.
It turned out that Cadebra is a responsible student and family member. I really liked that. Her scenes with Abracadaniel were, somehow, my favourite in the entire special!
I like that theres a lot of cool magic towards the end of this special, and a lot of HORRIFYING DEATH. It wouldn’t be adventure time if you didn’t randomly kill off child characters. Poor Spader, I hated you but damn, what a grim fate.
I like that Bufo and Caledonius had this crush/hatred thing going on, but they were part of the same cult in the end.
I didn’t like the giant peps scene at the end, the monster was extremely milquetoast compared to the madness we usually get in AT. Obsidian, for example, had the awesome Larvo design. Nemesis had some INSANE dark magic!!!! I wish they drew more from that episode.
Considering how much Steve Little appears in this special, I do feel bad for Mace (little Peps). He said he would have really benefitted from coaching, but recieved none. He had to re-record his lines 3 times! Judging from his description of events, Wizard City was a hard time for him.
The wizard school did remind me, heavily, of both The Owl House and OK KO. Personally I was hoping AT would offer me something more insane, but I do love both of those shows, and I know Wizard City was on a really tight schedule.
I think they should have spent less time on the school bullying plot, and skipped straight to MURDER.
We did have a cold opening, not on par with Together Again’s at all, but damn!
I am wondering where I would put this in the watch list? I do think it should sit after Obsidian as the third special. The intro scene makes it clear this takes place at the same time as Obsidian!!!
Well, that was it, the last ep of AT for the next few years at least T_T
i think together again was the better finale, definitely. but wizard city feels pretty detached from AT for me, despite the familiar characters it tonally isn’t like the show other than the awesome brutal death scenes. I thought the last 11 minutes was easily the best in the special! Which, honestly, is how it should be, though I do wish it gripped me more. Maybe I’m just not the target audience for Wizard City? It feels like something I would find very compelling if I was a bit younger!
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"Um...I heard it's national hug day?" Slyvan approached Thais shyly in the library, his voice hushed to a whisper. "So I was wondering...Can I hug you?"
Thais looked up from the book she was reading for the history assignment. "Dear Chamomile, hello!" She measured her tone to not disturb those around, but still be heard by Slyvan.
A gentle smile shaped her lips. "Is it, now? Guess it flew by me this morning, oops~" She gave a short laugh at her mistake before standing up from her seat.
"So~... A hug?" Thais stretched her arms towards him and smiled brighter. "Of course you can, Slyvan! Come here~!"
The short girl wrapped her arms around the goat boy's torso, resting her head on his shoulder. Head tilting slowly to the side until a satisfying gentle bump of their horns happened, leading her to squeeze him tighter in joy.
Yes, she might've had to stand on her tiptoes to achieve the desired position, but who cares~ A hug is a hug, all equally as precious 💖
Eyes closed, Thais mused aloud: "I'm sure Rook and I came to the same realization." She let more of her weight fall on their touching horns, "Your presence is just as calming as the scent of chamomile~"
"Whenever you need a hug, no matter the reason, I'll be glad to indulge you~"
Meanwhile, inside her mind: "He's too cute, adorable!!!! AAAAAAA"
She's fangirling to have the privilege of hugging him.
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*HOLDS CHEST* SLYVAN, YOU ABSOLUTE CUTIE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 😭💕💕💕💕💕
Thais is very much internally bleating up a storm dklsfl
This ask made me want to describe a little more in depth how my OCs hug. The most I have is this, Jet's part needs to be edited a lot
BUT OMG THANK YOU THIS IS PRECIOUS, SLYVAN IS SUCH A CUTIE 🥺💖💖💖
#zask#oc talk#thais adamante#slyvan marwood#others' ocs#HUGS 🥰💖#i'm jealous of thais fjfjjg i wanna hug slyvan too
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thoughts on loki episode five: journey into mystery
under the cut for your convenience
okay, Journey Into Mystery is a reference to a comics series, right?
Renslayer what are you doing what do you want?
Miss Minutes what are you doing what do you want are you sentient what is happening?
TVA Loki just being the embodiment of "WTF" was great because, honestly? look at what's happened. he was pruned, but he's not dead, but there's a kid, an old guy, and another guy claiming to be him, there's a random alligator with his horns, he was told they have to move before he dies, and it just overall makes no sense. i love how TVA Loki said he just didn't even question the alligator because of how crazy everything is. and now he just is accepting the fact that he is an alligator in another universe and refusing to question it because that is too much.
Sylvie self pruning herself to get to Loki aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
Sylvie said there was one happy memory she had. was that supposed to reference the moment she had with Loki. if so, that is like huge set up for romantic stuff.
speaking about sylki, i really didn't like the idea of Loki having a love interest a month ago. really. but now i can't help but ship him & Loki. it's not my favorite ship (FitzSimmons exists) and there are flaws i feel like, but i still really like it.
Sylvie running into Mobius yay! & they get along pretty well it seems, so that's good.
THROG & THANOSCOPTER
Boastful Loki gives me Thor vibes?
Kid Loki, poor kid, killed Thor, i don't think it was intentional. poor guy.
Classic Loki, i love him. AND WE ALL HAD THEORIES THAT LOKI IS ALIVE IN THE SAME WAY CLASSIC LOKI IS AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
Classic Loki being all like "bros just use your magic it works better" and Boastful Loki saying "yeah but knives look cool." bruh. i love it.
okay, i dont think the TVA was being honest with the Lokis, i think it is possible main Loki lived out his life in isolation and that is so sad.
the TVA (& whoever is running it) i think has a thing against Lokis because they're a threat (KANG KANG KANG) (sorry i really want Kang but if it's not Kang i won't freak out). Classic Loki being pruned for not wanting to be alone adds to this. Mobius could've done any memory for the Time Cell, and he chose the one where Sif says he'll be alone. they're all outcasts. they don't want Loki to have self esteem or to be happy or to have friends.
TVA Loki is so set on returning to the TVA to help Sylvie, i love it (much sylki vibes).
the way all the Lokis laughed bc TVA Loki sounded ridiculous, trying to fight Aliath. i wonder how many Lokis have tried and failed?
TVA Loki trying to leave just to run into President Loki, saying this was all a nightmare, i love it. & i love President Loki being the only Hiddleston Loki other than main Loki & TVA Loki (& i guess Classic Loki in the past).
there were like...3 betrayals in two minutes? very chaotic, much Loki, don't put too many Lokis in the same room.
the way Kid Loki carries Gator Loki...i love it your honor.
Kid Loki saying something about how Lokis are broken but whenever they try to change the TVA stops them. he's spilling facts.
Kid, Classic, and Gator Lokis deciding to help TVA Loki get to Aliath, it was great.
also the way TVA Loki talks about Sylvie, i love it.
oh, also, Aliath in the comics protects Kang's kingdom...so...y'know...Kang please?
Mobius driving straight to TVA Loki, Sylvie jumping out, TVA Loki running to her. i love it.
enchanting Aliath was a pretty smart way of doing things it felt like.
ok this is random but Gator Loki is amazing i love him he gets so many good shots.
also back to President Loki, he got his hand bitten off, and the MCU cuts off limbs as a reference to Star Wars. but i think there are more cut off limbs (or more people with limbs cut off) in the MCU now (because since stupid Disney got Lucasfilm there's been no loss of limbs & i am still mad about it).
Loki now has two on screen hugs (Loki & Frigga in Thor (2011), Loki & Mobius in Loki (2021)). plus he had an off screen hug with Thor in Thor: Ragnarok (2017), i'm sure of it.
ok back to TVA Loki, Sylvie, and Aliath. TVA Loki doing what he can to distract Aliath, but it not being enough, and the panic he had on his face, it was beautiful.
oh my gosh Classic Loki came back i love him.
TVA Loki told Sylvie they're more powerful than they realize when they saw Classic Loki's projection of Asgard. and then TVA Loki was able to enchant Aliath. do Lokis have a natural affinity for sorcery, it's just some do more with it or different types than others?
also, nexus being set up? in WandaVisoin, Wanda learned how to do the runes thing almost immediately. that might be part of a nexus being's powers, the ability to just be really good beginners at magic. so maybe the Lokis are nexus beings? or maybe not quite nexus beings but close?
no, Classic Loki! other than Gator Loki you were my new favorite Loki! and you died! (or maybe not since his superpower is not dying).
TVA Loki and Sylvie walking hand in hand to the end of time to fight Kang or whoever, why do they have to be so cute?
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa no post credit scene
ok i don't want to redo Mephisto but we've got more hints almost for Kang than we did Mephisto.
plus after "Agatha All Along" for me it was obvious they wouldn't have Mephisto as the big bad. maybe in a post credit scene, but they literally had a song about Agatha being the villain. they weren't going to introduce a new one. we don't know who the villain for this is. & i feel like Kang is a good guess and i would love to see Kang in Loki. but he's the villain of Quantumania so idk how they'll make it work.
#loki (2021)#loki (2021) review#loki laufeyson#tva loki#sylvie laufeydottir#president loki#kid loki#gator loki#classic loki#mobius m mobius#ravonna renslayer#miss minutes#sylki#boastful loki#kang the conqueror
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4-1 - Chatlog: The Next Day
This page contains a special text box with extra dialogue! Check it out on the source comic site (http://ad-hoc.webcomic.ws/comics/35), or read it below:
System: Welcome to AD-HOC Relay Chat.
System: (MOTD) Remember to be kind to your fellow residents!
System: Now connecting to [Hazard Girl Chat]...
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Paige has logged in.
Clover: Hello, Paige!
Owly: hey hey hey
Kabitte: hi
Paige: oh! everyone is online today?
Paige: and kabitte, too?
Owly: She finally started her lessons!
Kabitte: yes lessons
Kabitte: easy smart
Paige: that’s great! we can finally get to know you!
Clover: Kabitte was just telling us about her tv show!
Clover: It sounds like she’s really into it.
Kabitte: yes yes
Kabitte: hero fight but monster win!
Kabitte: very rare. monster strong and pretty
Kabitte: what next? excited
Paige: you’re cheering for the monster?
Owly: The villains are always the best parts of those shows.
Owly: I ain’t a songbird, but I know all the villain songs EVER
Clover: Wow! :o
Paige: did the new ad-hoc commercial air yet? i heard clover is supposed to be in it.
Clover: Oh?
Owly: Yes! She is 100% precious.
Kabitte: cute
Clover: You’re making me blush!
Clover: Yushiko totally just barged into my room with a camera while I was eating dinner!
Paige: oh, is yushiko here today? i had something to ask her.
Owly: Don’t think she is. I heard Lei say she took a sick day.
Paige: oh no!
Paige: did i get her sick??
Paige: she came to help me after that thing attacked me yesterday…
Paige: she was suited up, though…
Clover: Hey, take a deep breath.
Paige: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Clover: She’ll be alright.
Owly: She’s not actually sick! Just overworked, I think.
Owly: Sona’s working remotely today too.
Owly: I bet the two of them booked some bot snuggles on the side. ;D
Kabitte: lewd
Clover: Where did you learn that word?
Kabitte: tv
Clover: Ah.
Paige: okay. that makes me feel better.
Paige: i think
Owly: If you need some company today, we’re still around!
Kabitte: yes
Paige: Can you help me catch up on lessons? I’m a little behind.
Owly: Whoops I need to catch up too. Liza’s gonna be maaaad
Kabitte: hahaha
Clover: I’m caught up on lessons. Let me know if you girls need help!
Clover: I can get Liza to adjust the lesson plan if you’re having trouble, too.
Clover: Whoops, gotta go.
Clover has logged out.
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okay here goes my reaction to ep7+8 of where your eyes linger without subs,,,,, theres obviously spoilers after the cut so read at ur own will
episode 7
just gook and his milk and something about a fight being in the voiceover
oh shit taejoo isn't responding HE'S RUNNING THERE
is he in those sheets
OH HE'S CALLING TAEJOOS DAD
he called pilhyeon too???
OH SHIT HIS PHONE IS THERE AND BROKEN BUT WHERE IS TAEJOO
IS THAT ONE OF THE "BAD" GUYS WHO ARE FRIENDS WITH PILHYEON
???????????? DID HE DO IT ???????????? WAS GOOKS MIND RIGHT ABOUT HIM ??????????????
okay he didn't kick his ass so it looks like he didn't
OH HE JUST HIT HI MSJDHSKDMS
VROOM VROOM GOOK IS GOING SOMEWHERE
TAEJOO HI BABY
i understood kang gook and punch what-
HOLDUP DID HE JUST TELL HIS DAD THAT HE LIKES KANG GOOK
OH NO TAEJOOS PUPPY EYES WHEN THE GUARD SAID KANG GOOK WAS THERE
KANG GOOK BRO
GOOK VS EVERY SINGLE GUARD
THE VOICE OVER JUST SAID SARANG AAAAAAAAA WHAT DID HE SAY
AGAIN SARANG
gOOK U LOOK SO H*T BRO
WAIT THAT'S THE EPISODE?????
oh shit extra scene???
what even-
yall can't see me but I'm literally like this
that was the epilogue holy fucking shit........... im scared for ep8 now
gooks hair on the thumbnail tho,,,,,,,,, my mans sexc
episode 8
bABY YOUUUUUUU ONEUL DARA NUNIBUSHYEO SENGAKCHIDO MODEUN SUNGAAAAAAAAAAN
half of that is wrong i know
he said let him in oh boi oh boi oh boiiiiiiii
am i the only one who HATES when older people talk like that in kdramas or-
taejoo can't watch oh my god this hurts
DID HE JUST SAY THAT GOOK SHOULD LEAVE????? OR IS MY KOREAN REALLY BAD
IS HE DEFENDING GOOK??????? OR IS HE SAVING BOTH OF THEIR ASSES??????????
OH WAIT
WAIT WHAT
hand holding and hugging KDFKDNFKSDNMD
im a weak woman and it looks like taejoo either saved both of their asses or he said fuck u dad im responsible enough to live by myself without ur help
HE SAID JOHAHAEEEEEEEEBTICJSSJDDJAKSJSKSKS
ENGLAND????? UH????????????
IS TAEJOO TELLING HIM TO NOT KISS HIM BECAUSE OF THE BLOOD IN HIS LIP I HATE HIM CKSJSJSJFMSSKKS
they're talking about dreams i think???? the closeups are Really close now which means Something Romantic And Intimate Is Happening
huh????????
something about looks/gazes ??? im guessing it was something like i gaze at u idk
is taejoo packing to go to england? :-(
HE IS
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
THE VOICEOVER SAID BECAUSE I LIKE YOUBTICJDKAJSAKAJAKALENSKSLS
GOOK BABY :-((((((((((((
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HE TOOK ONE OF GOOKS FIGURINES STODPSPDKDKSKDKDSKDJFKS
HE GAVE HIS HOUSE TO GOOK IN EXCHANGE OF HIM GOING TO ENGLAND??????????? I HATE IT HERE
back to the present (?)
gook is leaving the job ? or leaving to go home lol
HE'S GOING TO JAPAN??????????
WILL THERE BE A TAEJOOXGOOK REUNION IN JAPAN?????????
aw the mom gave him money
pilhyeon????
OH?????????????
they're in good terms now that's nice (?)
lmao pilhyeon just said something in japanese sjsjsjs
okay but the only times we see gook hug someone is when he hugs taejoo and he looks so comfortable in his arms :'(((((((
complete contrary to right now with these farewell hugs lmao
?????? WHAT IS HAPPENING LMAO
heemis mom straight up sobbing over gook leaving is a mood
TAEJOO?????????????????
oh it's not
goddamn it my ass was excited to see him be like WHERE'S GOOK I CAME BACK TO TELL HIM THAT I LOVE HIM
sam nyeonie omg bitch 3 years since taejoo left and this man still has a big fat crush on him
okay damn son u look way too good for just leaving like it's a trip 👀👀👀👀
the scenery tho.. chef's kiss
oh?????
TAEJOO?????????????????????
BTIVHSKSDJSKSKSKS
THERE'S A LITERAL RAINBOW BEHIND HIM THIS SHIT IS GAY GAY
HE SAID HE LOOKS NICE DAMN RIGHT HE DOES
i think he just told him that the tteokbokki in japan is different bitch stfu they don't even have tteokbeokki in england 😭😭
SOMETHING ABOUT WISH WHICH IS RELATED TO THAT LAST NIGHT THEY SPENT TOGETHEE THREE YEARS AGO DON'T TPUCH ME DON'T YOUCH ME I'M A WEAK BITH WHEN IT COMES TO CHARACTERS REMEMBERING CUTE SHJT
OHHHHH THE PART FROM THE POSTER BABYYYY
BTJFIXJAKDISSKSOAODJSKSKSKSKSKSKDJSKSJDKSKSJDKSKSKADKDKSKSKSKS
KISSS KISS KSISSISISISISS AAAAAAAA FINALLY BTICHD
THEY'RE SMILING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
love how in that second kiss gook didn't even move his lips in kiss motion lmaosnfjksdjkskd
IT ENDED LIKE THAT!!!!!!!!!!!
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
i took a whole hour to watch two episodes......... they are 10 and 16 mins long.............. no comments
behind the scenes moments :'((((
:-(((((( i will miss these dumbasses a lot :-((((( what a cute but lovely (even if it was filled with angst) drama :-(((((((
honestly im just glad they actually kissed on camera instead of it being like teased and not actually done lol it's korean so i wouldn't doubt it if they did so because its lgbt and not """"family friendly""""
but yeah im really happy with this drama
of course i wish there was more of it but oh well
i hope korea does more lgbt kdramas because this one was so different from thai bls
and there's something about kdramas that would be sooooo nice to see in lgbt media
but yeah this is too long already and it's 11:17am and I still haven't slept so bYE
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Sero having a popular gf/bf who most of the class ship with Todoroki. They don’t know about him and reader yet and he feels upset that everyone’s always talking about reader looking cute with someone else. Read gives him lots of cuddles and they tell the whole class who are super happy for them!! A fluffy scenario please :)
an;; i feel like such a shitbird i take 1000 years and its not even as fluffy as you wanted im!!! so sorry im so so sorry aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA
As far as you were concerned, Sero hadn't feeling poorly, cause' surely you would've noticed that- with his face dominated by that cheshire grin and all, but the kicked puppy at your door- at a nonsensical hour, mind you - tells you very much otherwise.
Then he starts talking, more so than usual, for the better part of a minute, or five; as if he needs a reason to be in your bed.
But no matter how much you adore this man, he’s always been an earful. Stumbling over his words before he can get the thought out, a crude amalgam of his feelings which as much solidarity as wet tissue. Before the command reaches your brain for confirmation, you reach out- and upon coming into contact with his shirt, he’s nearly frozen solid. The kiss isn’t perfect, but it laid his worries to rest, whatever they may have been- relaxing deeply in your grip. A thin string of saliva connects your lips, and he still looks a little on edge, almost forlorn.
“ S-so, uh, you’re not mad? “ His breathing gets a little heavy and you press your forehead into his chest, taking him in.
You give a dry, airy laugh, the rough timbre that is your 'morning voice' answering, “ Nah, just wasn’t listening. “ and you felt like that wasn’t the right thing to say, but it’s a school night and you’re tired- Sero grows stiff under you, hands a little sweatier than before. " Alright, what's up with you? " You finally shut the door, thinking this wouldn't be the best time to air out any dirty laundry, your dimmed lamplight no longer inviting any stragglers to come spend the night. " I haven't seen you this nervous since date night. " You chuckle, no dice. The corners of your lips twitch into a frown, taking Sero's hand in your own and leading him to the bed. He doesn't complain.
So you lay with him, fingers in his matted hair, cooing gently in his ear, coaxing out the insecurities plaguing him with none other than your hand and words. The truth is, admittedly, far more underwhelming than you thought.
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You're friendly amongst your classmates for sure.
'Talking to everyone, always' friendly.
'People know your name and what you're about' friendly.
'Classmates aspire to be seen with you' friendly.
Easy-going, personable, popular. You're the shit, no doubt about it. Making new friends is practically your second nature, no matter how irritating, proud or shy. It was natural you and Sero clicked, but as beautifully as love blossomed between you two, it was kept strictly under lock and key, for both your sakes. As far as anyone knew, you were still ripe for the taking.
That's where Shouto came in.
Yes, you got to dive headfirst into the mystery that was Todoroki- and although he doesn't share much, if at all, he's still one of your very good friends, but nothing more.
But you know how people are, they talk- if nothing else. Maybe you get too close to him one day or brush up against his shoulder, say something that's strictly platonic? Blown enormously out of proportion. Mina's loud mouth, the pink girl who notoriously can't keep secrets, spilled the tea one night; from how ‘close’ you and Shouto were, you were obviously in cahoots with one another.
" Are you-- like, you know, dating? " She'd whispered conspiratorially, cupping her hands around the side of her mouth even if she was loud enough for the whole room to hear. You remember a lot of angry complaints that night, your howling, screaming laughter at nearly 1 in the morning wasn't everyone's cup of tea.
The rumors are nothing short of preposterous. And very amusing. But that’s all you thought it was- a joke, not something anyone could possibly take seriously. How wrong you were.
" What you're telling me, is, " You bite the inside of your cheek and stifle a laugh, much to Sero's chagrin. "You're jealous?"
"It's not funny, and I'm not jealous!" He swats at you, clipping your forearm. You don't stop yourself from laughter this time, noting how he gets beautifully pink in the face when you tease him like that.
He squirms in your loving arms, maybe a little afraid to admit it. " Well, it is a little. "
" It's hilarious, Sero."
Sero whines, says something along the lines of 'quit it', and nestles into your shoulder, breathing awfully close to your neck. " I just thought that... maybe, you know. "
He gets quiet, hanging heavy on your arm.
" Baby. " He perks up at that, shifting to get a better look at you. " I'd never replace you. Don't forget that. " There's a few comfortable moments accompanied by a loving silence, and after feeling his breaths mellow out, you make him a promise. “ Tomorrow, I’ll tell them. “ You kiss his nose and curl into his warmth, and in each others arms, you fall asleep.
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You walk to class with Sero at your side, hands intertwined with yours which is the first red flag.
Not everyone is looking, but they’re looking, trying to latch on to the remnants of their conversation while simultaneously trying to index what the hell you were doing. You talk with him for a minute, plopping down on his desk after he went to sit. All eyes are on you two now, every second of time scraping by as you focus only on Sero, who looks like he’s ready to disappear.
“ Hey, Sero? “ You ignore the nervous look he has on his face, clammy and unsure.
“Y-yeah? “ You lean in a little closer, your lips hovering near his pale cheek.
“ I love you. “
You peck his cheek.
And you swear you’ve never seen Sero that turn red. Or hear Mina screech that loud.
The class has gone ballistic in the short moments you'd kissed him, and Pinky's voice cuts over the crowd. She's bursting- and maybe forgotten about what'd she told you weeks ago.
" I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU TWO!" She wraps you both in a constricting hug, and you see Shouto, smiling at you over her shoulder.
You laugh good naturedly, rubbing her imposing arm. " I'm happy for us too. "
#mod stanley#x reader#gender neutral reader#sero x reader#hanta sero x reader#bnha fanfiction#bnha fluff#bnha hanta sero#Anonymous#ml tag
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So I’m gonna speak up. #HijoAko
!!!Trigger Warning!!!
3 years ago. I learned that anyone can manipulate you into doing what they want. And I learned it the hard way. I’m not really read to call him out yet, but I want to share my experience and let people know that I sympathize.
LONG VERSION (Skip to AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA for the short version)
Prior to these events. I’ve been avoiding Jerick. I felt like our friendship was getting.. a bit too toxic. He’d coax me to come over and with food since he lives nearby. He openly admitted it in a conversation with my friend saying “Oh, you want him to come over? Just tell him you have food. Easy.”
He’d find excuses to come over to my place (we both live alone) with statements like “I bought too much food, can I come over?”. He claims he’s depressed and that he has panic attacks. I remember he had 2 panic attacks on 2 separate classes. So a little part of me thought he was faking it so I would feel soft for him and take care of him. But at the same time.. what if he wasn’t? Worst case scenario, it’s real. So naturally, I’d do what any person would do and look after him.
I remember one time, it was our finals for one of our programming classes; GDEVDAT (idk what it meant. Game DEVelopment DATa???). He asked me to come over since he had food and so he could help me with the finals. I was in a bit of a struggle, so why not. I came over and the moment I setup my laptop he insisted that we played DoTA til well into the night. My software wasn’t working properly. So I stopped playing and asked him if he could help me fix it. He looked a little disappointed because I didn’t want to play anymore. Needless to say, it was a silent room for 2 hours. Then I walked back home at 4 am. A part of me that time felt like I wasted my time. I felt like, as the gamers call it -baited- into coming over.
He would tell me to stay away from my circle of friends since they were not his kind of crowd. He’d point out my friends’ flaws and say mean things about them. I’m not gonna drop their names, but they know who they are. So me being me, I believed him. I could see his point and thought “huh, he’s right”. Before I knew it, I was closer to him than I was to my friends. Before long, I began.. protecting him. He’d have suicidal thoughts, I’d come rushing over. He needed company, I was already there. I knew something was up at this point. Which brings me back to my disclaimer. I started avoiding him.
It felt tiring and I couldn’t get time to myself because.. well, yeah. He kept guilt tripping me into meeting up.
So here’s where it got.. fucked up.
I remember coming home after buying a mop ‘cuz my friends were gonna’ sleepover so I planned to clean before they arrived the next day (we had an overnight event at school). I then received multiple messages on facebook telling me to take care of Jerick because he was attempting a suicide. He lived nearby, so I laced up my shoes and went to his place. I come over and there are just.. guards from our school in front of his flat. I ask if they’re there for Jerick. They said said yes. But they couldn’t enter because the landlord said only the Jerick could let us in. He was pissed drunk. Moments later he comes down drunk as hell and the landlord lets us in. He smelled like vodka. Me and who I assume is the commanding officer lifted, L I F T E D –this guy was 3 times my size– back to his unit. I tell the officer that I’ll handle things. So they leave. Leaving me and Jerick alone. BAD IDEA Vince. We sat quietly in the room. I looked around, forcing to look for something to break the silence. I had a cigarette. Sat down and asked him why he had a condom on his table. He said he hooked up with a guy but he finished super fast. I deadass said “huh, maybe I should keep a condom. I heard it’s good luck for guys” at this point 2020 Me is telling 2017 me to stfu. He told me if I wanted to get my dick sucked, he was right there. He tried to pull down my shorts and force himself on me (we were sitting on the bed btw, i know. my bad). I pushed him over and he stopped. He then passed out. I sat there for a good 5 mins. Processing what just happened. I thought to myself, should I report this? or just keep it to myself? I left a note saying that I would stay quiet. I come back to my room and pass out.
He messages me the next morning saying what happened. I of course, decided to keep quiet. I didn’t want to talk to him because.. it felt weird. He says he doesn’t remember anything and what was it that I didn’t wanna tell anyone. Remember we had an event at school? I told him personally. He said he was sorry and that he was drunk etc. I let it slide.
Fucked up #2. MAJOR. MAJOR. MAJOR. TRIGGER WARNING. I SWEAR TO GOD JUST SKIP THIS IF YOU’RE EASILY TRIGGERED BY SUICIDE. I’LL MARK IT WITH “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” IF IT’S DONE. JUST. OKAY?
Same events occur. Messages telling me to go to Jerick. Ayt. Cool. So I rush over to his place. I see you asking “How you gonna get in through the main gate?” I got lucky. Someone was gonna enter the same time as me. I reached his door and the lights were off. Pitch black. Sketchy. I went in. His place wasn’t that big. So I went in and saw a silhouette of him standing on the window about to jump. I coax him to come down and sit down and talk. He said he felt abandoned and that I wasn’t there to help him. And how it was my fault that he felt sad. THEN HE OFFERS TO BUY ME DINNER..?? AT ARISTOCRAT?? if you’re a Filipino and from Manila. You know.
We talk over dinner and he confessed that he only kept talking to me because he wanted to make a female friend of mine jealous. WE WERE LAUGHING THE NIGHT AWAY. And I come back to my unit. And think.. DID I JUST GET FUCKING PLAYED AGAIN?????????? I sat on my bed puzzling the scheme that was the attempted suicide.
Issue 1.) WHY THE FUCK WAS HIS DOOR CONVENIENTLY UNLOCKED?? I mean.. everyone locks their front door. You lock it. You always lock it.
Issue 2.) Did he fake a suicide attempt.. JUST TO HAVE DINNER WITH ME?
Issue 3.) I got played.
At this point. I avoided him altogether. Facebook, Twitter and his number.
I learned later that same year, I wasn’t the only victim. And that he too chose to keep it to himself.
I’ve had trouble believing people since. I’ve had trouble getting attached to people because of the vulnerability or what might happen.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
It’s been 3 years since this incident. And I’ve never publicly talked about this issue. I was scared. I was scared of what would happen to him if I accused him of sexual assault. A mom and dad would lose their child, and a person’s hopes and dreams would be unreachable. It was also hard for me to talk about it because.. I felt easily dismissed but at the same time, I didn’t want to dwell on a topic that brought back memories as bad as this one.
I decided to just keep it to myself and hope he becomes a better person. I thought I could just put a tough face on and power through the day. It’s not like that. I’ve developed a fear of trusting people and being overly attached. And for a short time, developed a sick and twisted mindset. At one point, I resented gay people. I thought “what if all of them are as manipulative as him?” –I no longer do of course. I’ve grown past the stereotyping, and I’ve met wonderful people of the LGBT+ community.
Okay, the thing is. Sexual Assault and Gas Lighting.. are bad. In a word, they’re bad. In more words, it’s.. I don’t know. I felt like a dog who had to obey their master. A dog who was at the mercy of their master so I could eat and be able to speak when I’m allowed to. At the same time, I felt like I was just another chunk of meat for someone’s pleasure. It’s like I wasn’t human. I wasn’t a guy who goes to school, plays video games and watches anime. I was just another guy on Jerick’s list of people he’d want to get on top of.
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HEY TALK ABOUT YOUR LOVES
Ohohohoho.
My thoughts are more or less about the boys, BUT I feel like I also need to provide context because this series has been such a huge part of my life.
So, therefore, let's start at the beginning.
GOD THIS GOT SO LONG AND I AM SO SORRY BUT I HAVE A LOT OF THOTS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I have been part of the fanbase (not gonna say fandom, because that implies I'm active at all in the d//m//c "community" when I absolutely am not) since before 2010. That's 10+ years of enjoyment in this series. 10+ years I've been holding onto my feelings because I wasn't sure if it was right to love fictional characters. I still wrote and roleplayed with other people who were also in the fanbase, because... well, writing OC / Canon at the time was the closest anyone could get to saying "I want to date this character and not be judged." (But we all know that even then, if the OC wasn't written a specific way then they'd be considered a sue / stu; don't even get me started there.)
I fell in love with Dante first. He was the main character up until Nero starred in D//M//C4! So why wouldn't I love him? The first piece of media in which I really broke into the series was the anime and that's only because I really loved anime at the time (now not so much, mostly because I don't have attention span, etc). And boy... ohoho boy. I loved him even more. I think it's partly because that was my first real look into the series that I love D//M//C2 so much, because I'm more inclined toward the ""edgy"" side of Dante; wacky wahoo pizza man is cool and all, but I also love retrospective Dante who's a bit serious. Doesn't mean he's not the same Dante, because he absolutely is. But I hate how the fanbase portrays him sometimes. (The same fanbase that hates D//M//C2 and probably hates the reboot too, BUT I'LL TOUCH UPON THAT IN A MOMENT.)
The fact that Dante can be a serious person when he needs to be (or even if he's like... killed his brother several times and is therefore entering into a depressive state because who tf wouldn't) seems lost on a lot of people and it makes me sad. Because when I first really started branching into the fandom, I was (and still am) the same way... I just feel like 2Dante and Anime Dante are just... more relatable? So I lean toward them more than anything because I can understand them more? Because I too have depression and struggle with it? (By no means am I saying that 4/5 Dante don't have depression, I just think at that point he deals with it differently. I have a lot of headcanon there and that in and of itself is a whole ass different discussion. I also think discovering that Nero is Vergil's son / his nephew also helps him handle his depression as well, because "wow... at least I still have some part of Vergil left, even if it is only his kid" plays a bit role in how Dante recovers, BUT THAT'S JUST WHAT I THINK.)
I even think 3Dante has some level of depression going on, even thouh that's the start of the series and it doesn't really start going downhill until after those events. I mean, losing his mother at a young age and also thinking he lost Vergil until, SURPRISE SURPRISE, Vergil invites him to a "bash" which is really just some ploy to gain power? I just think at that point, it's manageable for him; he doesn't struggle with it nearly as much as he does in 2 + Anime. That being said, the fact that he's so """wacky wahoo""" also leads me to conclusion that, even if it is "manageable," he does still struggle at times and I feel probably overwhelms him at times, so he tries to manage BY being upbeat about things. Which, anyone who has depression knows, is so fucking difficult to do. The fact that Dante can keep going despite all this shit going on in his life makes ME feel like I can keep going.
AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON VERGIL AND HIS PROBLEMS. Dude just wanted to be protected and loved.
Actually, LET ME get started on that. Because I have a lot of thots.
Vergil grew up believing their mother chose Dante over him. That she didn't try to save him. That Dante was more important to her than he was. He grew up with this inferiority complex because he didn't know WHY their mother never came to save him. He also grew up thinking he wasn't strong enough to save HER. That's why he actively sought out power, while believing humans were "weak." That's why he manifested this hatred for being half-human. Because he couldn't save his family and, for a long time, he was led to believe his mother didn't care for him nearly as much as she cared for Dante (IE. "saving" Dante, but not Vergil).
Vergil's thirst for power is just misdirected feelings toward his family. He should've been mad at demons for attacking them in the first place, but because he grew up believing what he did, it became hatred toward humans instead. That's why he hated Dante, too. In reality, I don't think he really "hates" Dante, just feels severely inferior (which he veils by """having""" a superiority complex instead of the opposite, which he actually has). I think he just had a lot of conflicted emotions that he was never able to work through. Which is why I love the idea that he and Dante, post-D//M//C5 could reconcile at some point. Because neither of them really hated each other, they just had conflicting viewpoints due to one event that go thrown out of proportion somewhere along the way. Vergil just wanted what Dante had, which he perceived as the love of their mother, because she "chose" to save Dante instead of him. In reality, she tried to go after Vergil too, but simply didn't survive. Vergil was entirely unaware of this, so obviously he'd be upset. It's the crux of all his problems.
Vergil HIMSELF even theorises what would happen if they switched places that day! He wonders what would happen if he and Dante's lives were swapped! (Which, TBH, would be a pretty neat AU, heheheheh.) Legit! "If our positions were switched... would I have your life? And you mine?" DUDE WANTED TO KNOW!!! He wanted to know what it was like to BE Dante, to be LOVED, to be PROTECTED by the ONE PERSON they had in their lives at the time! They only had their mother, so OF COURSE Vergil would be upset due to the circumstances! HE JUST WANTED TO BE PROTECTED AND LOVED.
3Vergil doesn't show much of this side of him, because he's just angry and going through a lot and he JUST wanted to be powerful enough that no one could hurt him any more. He would NEVER say this, but dude....... You cannot convince me this dude just wanted to be powerful to keep himself safe. To feel like he finally would've had enough power to protect the people he loves AND himself. He just didn't want to be hurt again. This is, by NO MEANS, an excuse for his actions. It's an explanation. His actions shouldn't be excused because of his ~ f e e l i n g s ~, but I firmly believe that post-D//M//C5, he could redeem himself for these actions. For everything he's done, he can realise it's wrong. He can grow to be a better person. He can reconcile with Dante and even be a good father to Nero. He can be better and I want to believe that he WOULD be better. After everything V went through, discovering that he doesn't really want to be the person he used to, Vergil can change and be better.
OOFIES. This has gone on long, BUT I STILL HAVE THOUGHTS ABOUT THE REBOOT BOYS THAT I STRUGGLE TO PUT INTO WORDS, SO BEAR WITH ME IF THIS SEEMS STUPID OR GARBLED.
Context for the reboot: It's basically a remake of the series that got poor reception because people struggle to accept change. :) I will not debate this and anyone who wants to come at me can eat my socks.
Dante 2.0, like original Dante, HAS PROBLEMS. He's an edgy punk bitch who has problems and he's so ugly I love him.
This dude went his entire life struggling with his identity as someone "human." At one point, he was so convinced he didn't have a heart that he ripped open his own chest to see if he did. Yeah. Dude has issues. But it's ok, because in game, he legitimately sets aside his own issues with people to save humanity. Dude's got such BDE.
People hate him, but I feel like they fail to realise what the hell he's been through. He's been through just as much shit as original Dante. Same goes for Vergil 2.0. These boys have been through SO MUCH, but people don't see that because "Nooo!! You can't just remake the series!!!" Meanwhile I'm like "hehe handsome nephilim boys go brrr."
I literally cannot begin to explain the amount of hate people have for the reboot and it makes me sad, because... like.... y'all.... don't realise... these dudes... went through so much shit..... and yeah... I get it... remake bad, original good, but dude.... my dude.... my bro.... you do not have to hate it that much.... calm down, it's just a video game....
My dude Dante grew up in the system because the foster homes and shit he got placed in were run by demons!!! So he'd lash out at them!!! He was violent because demons suck!! They killed his mom and enslaved his dad!!! Imagine!!! Being surprised by that!!! When you know what he went through!!! Damn, couldn't be me!!!
Vergil went through some shit too!!! Like!!! Yeah, he was adopted into a rich family and lived a pretty cushy life, but fact of the matter is!!! Their parents died and they had their memories WIPED when they were kids!!! Imagine!!! The distraught!!! When he (since he found out who he was long before Dante did) realised what had happened!!! When he remembered!! When he discovered he wasn't human!! My dude founded a whole ass group of demon hunting hactivists because he knew demons sucked and wanted to make the world a better place. It wasn't until after Mundus (big stinky demon man) died that he started realising how frail humans could be and decided to be an asshole about it.
I'm so sad that there will never be any more about the reboot, because fans decided to be assholes about it. I'm so sad that we'll never learn more about what happened to those boys. I'm so sad that we'll never be able to see whether they reconcile or even have the opportunity to.
Alas, I have to rely on heavy headcanon and personal re-write of the story to fix canon instead. :<
#dlselfships#c.txt#WHAT DO I TAG THIS AS????#ANALYSIS???#ITS NOT SHIP BS SO CANT USE THAT TAG BUT UHHHHH#analysis bs#ok sure good enough#LONG POST#IM SERIOUS THIS POST IS SO LONG AND I AM SO SORRY#I JUST HAVE A LOT TO SAY ABOUT THEM#dan.te#ver.gil#dante 2.0#vergil 2.0#AAAAAAAAAA NO ONE HAS TO READ ALL OF THIS BECAUSE HONESTLY ITS JUST SOME STUPID THOTS I HAVE AND THEY KINDA SUCK???#also you can tell im SOOOOOO BIASED when the reboot stuff comes in#oofies i loved the reboot and as soon as i saw the first trailer i was like!!! hehe hot man go brrr#even tho i KNEW people would hate it#but hey here i am.... still loving my reboot boys....
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-tries to figure out your title even tho I am merely a casual follower, fails utterly-
AHA! There is a story behind this! (assuming you mean my blog title?)
So in one of the Transformers comics that’s just ended, Lost Light, there was Cyclonus, and there was Tailgate (you might already know about this part).
I’ve shipped them pretty much since issue 13 of the comic that was the same comic as Lost Light before it got renamed as Lost Light, and in issue 47 of that comic, Cyclonus and Tailgate were preeeeetty much confirmed to be in love with each other, even if neither of them had done much about it. Other than Cyclonus shielding Tailgate from a hail of bullets at the end of the issue, and then Tailgate having some sort of seizure-panic-attack in response to seeing Cyclonus go down.
Cut to the next issue, and Cyclonus is alive, but Tailgate’s seizure thing apparently knocked him into a coma. I made a sleeping beauty joke, and changed my blog title to ‘KISS HIM, CYCLONUS’. When Tailgate woke up next issue (thanks to means other than True Love’s Kiss), I kept the title as a way of kinda... willing Cyclonus onward. Because Cyclonus is an emotionally constipated idiot and just wasn’t saying shit about clearly being in love with Tailgate.
I changed it a couple of times to variants on the same thing (’DIG HIM UP, CYCLONUS’ when Tailgate got trapped underground; ‘FUCK’ when Tailgate appeared to have died; ‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA’ in Lost Light 18 when the love confession finally happened).
And then the final issue, Lost Light 25, came around. Cyclonus and Tailgate were very much in love, implied to be robot married by the time of the flash forward in 25, but they hadn’t had an on-panel kiss yet, so my title was back to the usual KISS HIM. Finally, in one of the latter pages of the issue, Cyclonus turns to... Rodimus. And kisses him on the cheek, and thanks him for giving him the chance to board the Lost Light (which is how he found Tailgate, and a bunch of friends, and stopped feeling depressed and traumatised by the Dead Universe and the loss of his home and... yeah I have a lot of feelings about Cyclonus).
So Cyclonus did, in fact, kiss someone, just not the ‘him’ I was rooting for. So I changed my blog title and I just haven’t come up with anything new for it since!
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Wild Ride.
A/N: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I FEEL DIRTY.
Words: 2414
Warnings: Smut. Oral. Thigh-riding. Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids).
The Saturday night breeze washed over your form, sending your black skirt dancing as you waited for your date to arrive. You kept shifting your weight from one foot to the other every minute or so as you fiddled with the owl ring on your finger, impatient to see him again. No matter how long you had been with him, you always got butterflies before you both met, fluttering around your insides relentlessly.
You heard him before you saw him, his bike rumbling in the distance and getting louder as he turned the corner of your apartment building. He slowed to a stop in front of you, handing you a helmet before helping you onto the seat behind him.
“Evenin’, Doll, you're lookin’ gorgeous as usual.” He complimented through the built in headset. At this point you were glad to be behind him as you turned a dark shade of red, strikingly similar to your chosen collared jumper. You wrapped your arms around his waist and let out a small girlish giggle at his words, feeling the smirk he had without even having to see it. After setting off from the apartment, you were outside an old fashioned diner within ten minutes.
Swinging yourself off the bike, you turned to him, lifting the helmet from your head before quickly trying to fix your hair. He stopped your movements with a gentle hand on your wrist.
“You look wonderful, you don’t need to worry.” He reassured with a small smile and a kiss on your forehead. How did his hair stay intact after taking his helmet off? He looked fantastic. Linking arms, you both walked into the diner and took a boothe in the corner away from any prying eyes, the neon pink lighting from the open sign outside set the mood rather well as you scanned the menus.
“Hello, my name is Rose, I’ll be your waitress for this evening. Can I start by getting you two any drinks?” A short, dark-skinned girl in a yellow apron asked, in a bubbly tone. You couldn’t help but smile at her happy nature as Bucky ordered you both a chocolate milkshake each. The waitress sauntered off to collect the drinks, leaving you both to continue looking at the menu.
“I think I’m going to get the steak and vegetables, Doll. You know what you want?” He asked, eyes peering over the menu, flicking down to your deep red lips only for a second as you looked back at him, eyebrow quirked. “Probably the Empire State Burger with fries.” You said with a smirk. Bucky chuckled. “That’s my girl” He tucked the menus back into the holder with the sauces before turning back to you, an unreadable expression on his face, the corner of his mouth curved upwards in a slight smirk. God he always looked to hot when he did that.
Rose walked back over with the two shakes, setting them on the table with two napkins, taking out her pen and pad. “Are you ready to order?” She asked, eyes crinkling as she grinned at the two of you. “Yeah,” Bucky started, a small smile on his face. “I’ll have the steak and vegetables please.” He finished, turning to you and leaning forwards on the table. The waitress turned to you. “And you?” she asked. “I’ll have the-” You stopped, feeling Bucky’s hand on your knee underneath the table. “Uhh- the Empire State Burger and fries, please.” His hand snaked further up your leg, tickling the inside of your thighs. “Alrighty, I’ll be back with your order shortly. If you need anything just call me over.” She explained, once again going off to place your orders. You let out a small squeak as the cool metal of his hand left the warmth of your thighs.
Turning to him, the look in your eyes said stop but your body was thinking the opposite. His smirk only grew at the blush on your cheeks knowing exactly what he was doing and how to get you all flustered. The two of you chatted back and forth for a while before your food arrived, sipping on the milkshakes as you chowed down. Every so often, his foot would brush against yours or his knee would make its way between your legs and you’d stop all movements and chewing. He on the other hand, would act none the wiser as you grew more and more needy throughout the evening, craving his touch. As you finished your food, he asked for the bill, paying for you both and leaving a handsome tip.
Leaving the diner, he handed you your helmet again and you climbed onto the bike behind him, an idea coming forwards in your head. It was your turn. He started up the bike and you wrapped your arms around him again but this time, a little lower, around his hips. As he pulled away from the curb, you shifted your position so you were flat against his back. With one hand, you traced patterns through the fabric of his jacket just above his pants and you could tell he felt it by the way you felt him tense up. Then you decided to step it up a bit by moving your hand further down, lightly palming him through his pants. At this, he sped up, the revving of the bike sending vibrations straight through you. It felt like forever but you were home in five minutes because of how fast he drove.
Sliding off the back, you took off your helmet, shaking out your hair as he took off his own. You kissed him on the cheek, thanking him for the date and slowly walked up the steps to the door of your apartment building, shaking your hips a little more than was probably necessary. As you unlocked the door at the front, you heard booted footsteps following and you smirked knowingly to yourself, pushing it open and getting in the lift.
As the doors closed behind you, he pushed you against the mirrored walls with your back to him. Leaning down, he growled in your ear. “You think that little stunt you pulled back there was funny? Huh?” His voice was low and you could feel it in his chest against your back. “And did you think you could just kiss me on the cheek and go home for the night?” He asked, letting out a dark chuckle as he pulled your hips toward him, grinding his impressive bulge against your ass. A whimper escaped your parted lips as you watched him in the mirrors, his eyes almost black in the dimly lit lift, his hair a mess around his face. You felt the heat of his flesh hand roaming up your back as the cold metal of his other arm grabbed your ass before lifting up your skirt, rubbing you through your panties. A shudder ran through your body as you arched into his touch. Then he was gone.
The elevator doors opened and you moved to fix your appearance as he gripped your wrist, dragging you to the door of your apartment. Fumbling for your keys you somehow managed to unlock and open your door through his attacks on your neck.
Once inside, he slammed you up against the door, wasting no time in throwing off his jacket as you dropped your bag, desperately clawing at his shoulders. He attached his mouth to yours in a fierce kiss as he unzipped your skirt, the fabric dropping to your feet and you stepped out of it and your heels. Breaking the kiss, you pulled at the hem of his shirt, lifting it up and over his head, he tossed it to the side. Your hands roamed the muscles of his abdomen, making their way down to the belt of his jeans as he lifted the jumper and shirt over your head in one swift tug, re-attaching your lips. Your hands were hasty as you unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his legs, palming him through his boxers. Pulling away with a hiss he gripped your wrist stopping you. A smirk found its way onto your lips as you sank to your knees in front of him in nothing but your lace bra and panties.
You looked up at him as you pulled off his boxers, revealing his throbbing member. Slowly, you began pumping him, teasing his length as you kissed all around the area he needed you most. A feral growl left his throat as you kissed the tip of his cock before taking him into your mouth inch by inch. Your tongue swirled around his shaft and his metal hand shot into your hair while he threw his head back in pleasure. His hips bucked as you used your hand to grip what you couldn’t take into your mouth. His metal hand guided your head and pulled at your hair making you groan around him. You could tell that he was getting close from his short quick breaths and he stopped you, pulling out of your mouth and bringing you up to kiss him with fervent desperation.
“Jump.” He commanded between kisses. So you obeyed, wrapping your legs around his waist as he caught you, walking to the bedroom. Throwing you onto the bed, he made quick work of your bra, tossing it god knows where before attacking your breasts, pulling one nipple between his teeth whilst teasing the other with his hand. You gasped, feeling the resulting wetness pool between your legs, rubbing your thighs together for some much needed friction wasn’t enough. You arched into his body hovering above you as he swapped nipples, satisfied at your reactions and your legs parted, his knee making its way between just enough so you could grind down on his bare thigh.
Bringing you up to straddle his lap, he began sucking on your neck, biting that sweet spot he knew drove you insane, leaving you a panting mess as you continued to rub your clothed pussy against his thigh, angling yourself to give your clit more attention. His hands travelled down to your hips, pushing and pulling you as you rocked against him, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
“B-Bucky-“ You couldn’t finish your sentence as his metal hand started hastily rubbing your clit. One of your hands flew to his hair, pulling as the other scratched dark red lines into his shoulders and back. Your head spun as your eyes fluttered closed, the dam breaking and ecstasy coursing through your veins. Your body spasmed against him as he cooed words of encouragement in your ear as you came back down. He left a trail of soft, gentle kisses from behind your ear to the base of your neck and back up to your lips, laying you back down on the bed.
If you had been coherent, you would have realised the sudden change in pace and atmosphere from desperate and rough to slow and loving as he kissed his way down the valley of your breasts, licking and sucking as he went all the way to the hem of your panties. He looked up at you with adoration as he slid them down your legs, taking in the sight of your dripping wet cunt, the smell of your arousal intoxicating him as he kissed up your thighs. He intertwined his flesh hand with one of your own, using the strength of his metal one to keep your hips in place as he licked a stripe up your folds.
“Doll, you taste so damn good, you look so pretty all blissed out, sweetheart.” He murmured as he went down on you, lapping up the juices as his tongue swirled around your clit. A strangled moan was the only response you could produce as your free hand gripped the sheets beneath you. His ministrations became faster and faster before he let go of your hips, pushing a metal finger into your entrance, pumping it in and out of you. He soon added another as your groans and cries of pleasure kept falling from your mouth, free hand now moving to his hair, asking him to hurry up and let you finish but he had other ideas. Just as you were about to come he backed away, the absence of his touch bringing you out of your haze only to find him above you again, his cock lined up with your entrance as he gazed down at you. You wrapped your legs around his hips to bring him closer just as he plunged himself deep inside you in one thrust, not giving you time to adjust to his size as he set the pace.
“Fuck, Bucky, oh god, please, harder.” You begged causing his pace to falter only slightly before he started slamming into you, the headboard knocking repeatedly off the walls of your apartment which your neighbour would likely complain about in the morning but you really couldn’t care less at this point. He brought one of your knees over his shoulder, bringing you to the perfect angle as he hit your g-spot so perfectly with each thrust you were seeing stars, only hearing the sick slapping of skin against skin and bumping of the headboard as your second orgasm ripped through you.
“Fuck, babygirl, that’s it.” He said through gritted teeth, so close to his own release as you tensed around him, body arching into his own as he toyed with your clit, helping you ride it out. It only took the feeling of your fingernails digging into his biceps to bring him over the edge. As he finished inside you, he dipped his head into the crook of your neck, leaving sloppy kisses before slowly pulling out of you. The warmth of his body retreated for only a few moments, being replaced with a warm cloth as he cleaned you and himself up, ghosting his lips over your skin as he went, keeping you grounded.
Throwing the cloth into the wash basket, he pulled you into his chest, curling around you as you hummed in appreciation, teetering on the edge of sleep. His fingers drew small circles on your tummy and hips, dropping you into a deep slumber.
“I love you, Doll” He whispered, beginning to nod off himself but not before you made a noise akin to a reply. He huffed out a small chuckle, finally joining you in your sleep.
#Bucky Barnes#bucky barnes x reader#sebastian stan#the winter soldier#the winter soldier x reader#marvel#marvel imagines#Avengers#avengers imagines#smut
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tgg liveblog
tgg part 1
- ah yes, the beatrice dedication
- please let there be the water cycle
- YES
- look at him go with his powerpoint, imma make a meme format sometime
- the queequeg!!
- aye!!
- aye!!
- FIONA!!!!!!!!1
- SHIVER OUR TIMBERS
- fake news!!
- dajkdsajkldsh klaus is trying
- screw fionas father
- ok good he never came back
- sugar bowl!!
- briny beach!!
- slsdhdsjnbdsbsksddsfjk touristy family!!
- "is it bc i didnt murder the baby?"
- im sure olafs trying his best
- dajkakjdfsjkkjl the vendors finally done
- prepaid
- report to captain esme and her noodle sub!!
- cookie??
- phil!!!!
- kjadlfjhlljf eaten by a shark
- jkljksjkd its just gum
- jhfdjkladdfjk phil is a mood
- "i see." the jealousyyyy
- he who hesitates is lost
- aye-aye!!
- he or she? why not use they?
- we getting morally gray characters boys!!
- quigley and poe!!!!
- btw why is quigley so goddamn handsome and cute
- kit!!!
- VFD!!
- olaf dont do that you can stab your finger
- yikes he did
- captain esme is a look
- carmelita really needs attention
- sksksajldajldjk the music, the dance afdjkladfhjkadjklaf it just gets me
- the countie face!!
- salads!!
- "oh no,,"
- herman melville!
- my cology, your cology
- dsjahjkadsfl get a room!!
- damn fiona
- her brother died in a manatee accident
- ljdfhjdkasjlkfd phil raided the pantry
- chowder!
- sunnys a natural!!!
- fdjhdsjldafjlfd the peels on phils face
- shes morally gray, baudelaires!!
- mediocre barrier
- the grotto!!
- she!
- fiona and violets falling outttt
- yay for phil and sunny!!
- dfajadfjadjsk
- "theres no problem a family dinner cant be solved" same energy as b99's "nothing meant to be broken"
- hoo boys here come a lot of those incorrect quotes
- jdfaalfdjfjdj is lettuce edible? according to america, it isnt!
- poor fernald,,, let fernald rest!!
- actually let everyone rest
- medusoid mycelium,,,,
- THE GREAT UNKNOWN????
- IT IS
- WTF WAS THAT
- OH MY GOD
- THATS AN EYE
- OH MY GOD
- IS THAT THE BOMBINATING BEAST???
- OH MY GOD
- BIRD BOX CANT EVEN
- sunnys trying her best to wink
- laughing has gone,,,, it is a dire world
- lifes the pits!
- is carmelita genuinely crying or
- adfsjkdafkladfsj gravity and inner beautys a myth yall
- calamari
- jhhhjdfkdfa volunteers relate to skin diseases
- esme when her captains hat was stolen: wig,,,
- i love the cgi!!
- oh my godd its the evil laughs ljadfksladsjkadsfdjs
- ha ho hi ho horticulture!
- jkafdhadfhjadksjlf the octopus dress
- phil shut up
- esme @ baudelaires: i dont know her
- ho ho ho ho
- jkfdjklfkjadfsjkfld toes??? why toes???
- esme has a foot fetish
- jdafdjkdasfjljhad girls cant be captains but women can
- "sea monster!" "how dare you call me that!"
- BUT DARLING!
- ha ha hostages! hee hee antagonism! cackle cackle cakesniffer!
- sdsljkskdljka lems in a lil sub!
- olaf eats volunteers like we eat the rich
- oh and soft pretzels too
- morse code from fiona!
- kit!!!!
- telegram!!
- fiona? fernald? FAMILY REUNION???
- oh crap. not yet
- he broke the telegram :(
- REUNION
- whos kit calling?
- "youre playing with fire. fernald" WHAT
- no that cant be??
- whomstve took the sugar bowl
- QUIGLEY!!!!!!!!!!!
- THE MYCELIUM
- OH MY GOD THATS TERRIFYING
- OH THATS CREEPY
- THEY NEED TO GO
- OH MY GOD
- hmmmmm fernald did a fast one for fiona
- adfhjaljdsfh "i still got two of them!"
- quigley opened the sugar bowl
- whats in it???
- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
- THE MYCELIUM
- SUNNY
- NOOOOOO
- AAAA
- DAFJKDSHJADSDSF NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
- THAT GAVE ME MESOTHELIOMA
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TGG part 2
- no disguise voice again?
- shame
- HER THROAT??? AN HOUR??? AAAAAAAA
- tort tort turmeric!
- haha hoi polloi!
- HER COUGHING MAKES ME WANNA DIE
- "special dance recital!" "PLLEASE NO"
- THIS EPISODE IS REAL TIME AND SHES GONNA DIE IN REAL TIME
- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
- FERNALD KNOWS ABOUT THE MYCELIUM
- "its gonna be ok" im gonna dieeeeee
- minimum effort, MAXIMUM PAIN
- caber-net
- violet ribbon!!
- MUSICAL NUMBER!!!
- carmelita is innocent,,, she calls out mommy
- aye aye your Esmeness!
- VIVA LA REVOLUTION!
- les miserables submarine au
- HORSERADISH!!
- WASABI
- oh my god,,,, its a birthday cake
- GOD TGG MAKES ME WANNA CRY
- HER VOICE IS STRANGLED
- OH GOD
- WASABI!!!
- YAY
- bonding moment!!
- telegram time
- "bore orphan fruit"
- olaf wants love and attention,,,, god what a mood
- fungus trap!
- the hotel denouement!!
- FAMILY REUNION
- YAY
- FERNALD AND FIONA!!
- AAAA SNICKET SIBLING PORTRAITS
- "there is no wrong side of the schism" oh god
- the fire,,,,, oh god
- his hands were cut off by a stray piece of firewood,,,
- THEYRE LIKE CHEFS SALADS
- heehee hot pot!
- hahaha harpy!
- hahaha halfwit!!
- FERNALD NO
- GOD TGG IS TERRIFYING WHY IS OLAF STRANGLING FERNALD
- youve got a lot of "moxie", kid
- what choice do i have
- OHHHHH BOY
- i thought klaus was gonna confess his love to fiona
- aaaaa convincing motivations make a chefs salad
- THEY KISSED!!!!
- DONT HURT FIONA
- the cgi is amazing
- OH GOD THE GREAT UNKNOWN
- ***TURBO DRIVE***
- tee hee taa to-ho-tal ANNIHILATION
- FORESHADOWING
- they keep referencing crossroads a lot
- CARRIER CROWS!!
- SUGAR BOWL!!
- LEMS IN THE SAME SWIMSUIT!!
- too bad the cs lewis poem didnt make it
- BRINY BEACH!!
- THE X ROCK!!
- WE KNOW TSURIS MEANS
- AAAAAA THE CYCLE
- KIT!!!!!
- JKHJAFDSJL SANTA CLAUS
- POE WOULD BE A TERRIBLE GUARDIAN
- THE DROPPING OF THE STONE!!!!!
- CINEMATIC PARALLELS YALL
- QUIGLEYS GONNA FIND HIS FAMILY
- LEAVE POE MY BAUDS!!
- WIDDERSHINS GOT PRISONED
- THEY!!!
- KIT SNICKET!!
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The Production of Newsies I saw awhile ago
-MY COUSIN WAS RACE
-MY UNCLE WAS MR. JACOBI AND WEASEL
-Anyway,
-Prologue was amazing
-Crutchie looked like 92sies Crutchie
-The lil "yeah, ok" he mouths when Jack says "I bet that you could see it too" was adorable
-Also they were def in love I dont make the rules
-At the start of Carrying the Banmer, everyone was in view, sleeping on parts of the set
-My cousin is an amazing Race
-He sounded genuinely offended when his cigar got stolen
-Finch
-Just,,,
-Finch
-tHE CHOREOGRAPHY
-How did these HIGH SCHOOLERS be so ON POINT
-Davey was blonde and had round silver glasses
-Crutchie sounded SO OFFENDED when Davey asked "Why would we wanna be partners with you" (Or whatever the dialogue is I have a bad memory)
-The "I'm crushed" after Jack tries to flirt with Katherine, and Romeo makes fun of him sounded deadass SARCASTIC
-"Whatever happened to ROMANCE?" sounded actually annoyed, not mock, my cousin is amazing
-At the end, everyone was running offstage, and Mush was giving Crutchie a piggyback ride I love this ship (I'm a scary multishipper)
-The Bottom Line was great, Hannah you're doing great sweetie
-MEDDA HAD THE VIBRATO OF A QUEEN AND WAS LATINX
-The Bowery Beauties were AMAZ
-I Never Planned On You was amazing, Kath was annoyed fkskkdkd
-Did I mention I loved the Bowery Beauties?
-I never mentioned that Les was played by my friend's little brother!!
-In The World Will Know, everyone was so excited fkskdkfksldls
-Watch What Happens was so good fjdkfjfjff
-Seize The Day
-Made
-Me
-Cry
-Crutchie was dragged away by both his legs
-SANTA FE
-HOLY SHIT
-SO HEARTBREAKING
-MOVE OVER, JEREMY JORDAN
-King of New York didn't have the spoon fight, sadly, but the dance break was amazing
-Letter From The Refuge was amazing I cried again
-The smile Crutchie had was forced I was crying
-He started crying right towards the end
-Watch What Happens (Reprise) cut out "asses" and replaced it with "butts" but they were fine with "damn" in the previous songs
-"Tell me how quitting does Crutchie any good?" "Dz-" "eXACTLY
-pOOR GUY'S HEAD IS SPINNIN'
-Not gonna lie, Jack and Davey were pretty gay during this song
-Les' "And I've got a date!" was great, and Davey facepalmed at it
-Jack was dragged to the cellar, oof
-Man, the Delanceys were asshats
-BROOKLYN'S HERE
-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
-Jack didn't slam the tarp to the beat like in livsies, but eh
-SPOT WAS BLACK
-I NEARLY SCREAMED HE WAS AMAZING
-When Jack came over for the rally, everyone was so happy
-Until
-Ya know
-Spot, Race, and Albert all started running to Jack to get him
-The Something to Believe in kiss was real, no stage kissing
-Once and For All holy crap
-Race's "HERE THEY COME" was amazing, did I mention I love my cousin? My cousin who was Race in this production??
-Did I mention I love Finch?
-Also I LOVED Mush and Tommy Boy, good bois
-When Roosevelt came to Pulitzer's office, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
-Did I mention that Spot in this production was amazing?
-Jack's reaction to shaking Roosevelt's hand djfjfkdkkddk
-The lil thing where the Newsies hum Seize The Day was great, as always
-WHEN CRUTCHIE CAME BACK I NEARLY BURST INTO TEARS AGAIN
-He was so happy to see everyone again!!!!!!!! Everyone was happy to see him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-"Tarantulas?"
-When Jack and Kath kissed, Crutchie and Davey both looked really jealous
-Like, really jealous
-Borderline Salty
-Everything about this show was perfect, and did I mention I love how my cousin portrayed Race?
-Did I mention I love Finch??
-I never mentioned that I love Albert in the production
-Did you know I LOVED the Davey in this production, I refuse to draw him any other way now
-The curtain call was AMAZING
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Blue Exorcist: Home Sweet Home (part 2)
BAM another part! (It’s gonna slow way down after this, I only have this one done because I was working on it at the same time as part 1).
Come marvel at how Aya Yajima can write an adorable little scene except every time you let your guard down for EVEN A SECOND she stabs you DIRECTLY IN THE HEART and then goes right back to the adorable little scene.
Part 2
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“The high today is 3 degrees Celsius, with a low of minus 1. This is the coldest day so far this season. Scarves and mittens will come in handy, especially in the evening and moving into night. Some areas may see a little freezing rain starting in the afternoon. Be sure to bundle up before going out!”
The weather girl on the cathode ray TV, wearing a small mic and a poofy fur, reported the morning forecast with a smile as bright as the morning itself. Next to the TV, a kettle whistled shrilly on the dated wood stove.
The old frosted glass windows of the Southern Cross Men’s Monastery were all fogged up from the temperature difference with the outside. Normally Rin would be happily drawing away on them with his finger by now, but today he was at his adoptive father’s side with a subdued look on his face. He gripped his father’s cassock and nervously peered into the bed where his twin brother was resting.
With his little brow furrowed and his mouth bent into a frown, he looked almost like he was at a funeral.
“38.9 degrees,” said Shirou, an old-fashioned mercury thermometer in his hand. He brushed the bangs away from Yukio’s face, which was red as an apple, and set his hand on his forehead. “Ow, that’s hot!” he said. “We won’t need the heater if we’ve got you!”
“What’s thirty-eight point nine degrees mean? Is it bad?” Rin asked, clinging to his irreverent father’s leg. Rin’s whole body looked flushed too—of course, in his case it wasn’t because of a cold but because he had gotten worked up worrying about his brother.
“Is Yukio really bad? Dad, is he gonna be okay? Hey Dad!”
“Settle down. From what I can tell it’s just a cold. He’ll be fine with a little nutrition and bedrest,” Shirou said, and peeled Rin off the leg that he had latched onto like a little piranha. Despite appearances, Shirou was a licensed doctor. And an excellent one at that.
Comforted by his father’s words, Rin let out a sigh of relief. Then he jumped right onto Yukio’s bed, closed his eyes tight, and yelled:
“Yukio, don’t go to sleep! You can’t sleep! If you fall asleep you’ll die!”
Yukio groaned like a squashed frog under his brother’s weight.
“Hey, woah! Knock it off, Rin!” Shirou hurriedly grabbed Rin by the collar and lifted him up like a kitten. Rin flailed around with both arms and legs.
“Didn’t you hear what I just said? It’s fine if he sleeps. In fact, you should let him sleep till he’s sick of it.”
“But last night the TV said that if you fall asleep you die,” his adopted son protested, with one cheek puffed out in the most serious expression he could muster.
“That’s when you’re lost on a snowy mountain. Does this look like a snowy mountain to you? Huh?” Shirou lectured Rin, plopping him down on the floor. “Also, the TV can’t talk. You should say ‘they said on TV.’”
“? What’s the difference?”
Rin looked dumbfounded. Shirou gave him a rough pat on his little head. Seriously, though… he thought as he scratched his own head with his other hand. His short tawny hair rustled back and forth.
“Nagatomo and Kyoudou and Izumi and Maruta are all down and out with colds…Just how contagious is this thing?”
The four of them were all moaning in their own rooms. Their fevers were all about as high as Yukio’s. But kids tended to run hot anyway, and it was a lot tougher on the much older monks.
Well, morning mass is already over at the church, and since it’s Saturday I don’t have to call the school and tell them he’ll be gone. We can all just sit back and relax, Shirou thought, ever the optimist.
“Why don’t we gather them all in one place for now?”
He decided to lay out futons for everyone in an empty room, figuring it would be easier to care for them that way.
After he had Nagatomo and the others walk over by themselves, he scooped up Yukio bed mat and all. Rin’s eyes gleamed at this unexpected show of strength from his father. He balled his hands up into fists and voiced his amazement.
“Wow, Dad! That’s so cool! You’re so strong!”
“Ahaha! Just watch what I can do at full power!”
Shirou got a little carried away. He lifted the bed mat with Yukio on it even higher, all the way above his head. And just then, there was an unpleasant cracking sound from his lower back…
“!! Argh…ahhh…gah…”
Shirou’s face stiffened. His whole body started trembling. Rin noticed something was wrong. He looked up at his father, who was frozen on the spot.
“Dad, are you okay? I heard a weird sound just now…”
“Wh-what? No, I’m fine…Fine. I’m fine.”
Wearing a blank expression that didn’t match his words at all, Shirou carried the bed mat (+Yukio) into the room much more carefully than before. He slowly, gently laid Yukio on the floor, and then his strength finally gave out.
“…Okay Rin...That’s it for me…urgh…”
Shirou collapsed on the floor. A bewildered Rin let out a scream.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Dad’s deeaaaaaaaaaad!”
“No I’m not! Don’t just kill me like that!”
You’ll jinx me, he thought, staggering to his feet with a hand on his back. His face stiffened. “Though…I guess it was a pretty close call there.”
As Shirou was frowning and rubbing his aching back, a low ominous sound rang out from his cassock pocket. Shirou groaned. Incidentally, the ringtone was the background music from a certain shark movie.
“Jeez, why now of all times?”
“Wh-What’s that? Is it the bad guys? An enemy attack?” Rin spread his arms out wide to shield his father and brother, eyes darting around the room. Shirou put a hand on his head and told him to calm down.
“It’s not the bad guys. It’s my cell phone.”
“A cell phone! Me too! Me too! I want a cell phone! Buy me one! It’s my one true wish!”
“When you’re grown up. This isn’t a toy. And don’t use up your one true wish on something like that. What a waste.”
Rin was hopping up and down trying to grab the phone; Shirou gripped the top of his head with one hand to keep him in place and pressed the talk button. Without skipping a beat, a cheerful baritone called out over the phone.
“Guten Tag ☆ Father Fujimoto. I hope I find you well?”
“I’m busy right now. Bye,” Shirou answered bluntly. As he went to end the call, he could sense a smile forming on the other end.
“My, what a greeting. And here I saved this stupendously labor-intensive and dangerous mission as a favor for you.”
“What about that is a favor? Don’t say it weird like that. And like I just said, I’m super busy right now. Send someone else. Bye.”
“Oh? …Are you sure you should be saying that?” The voice on the other end suddenly took on a dangerous edge. “Surely you haven’t forgotten the kind gentleman who let you that money when you were worried you wouldn’t have mochi for New Year’s.”
“Ghh…”
“But if you want to throw away a chance at a little extra income, then be my guest.”
Shirou frowned in silent thought as the devil whispered in his ear about lunch money and school supplies for the new term, and how that would all add up, wouldn’t it? And so he braced himself and said:
“…Fine. Send me the details. I can leave in ten minutes.”
“A wise choice.” You could practically see that nasty grin, you could hear it in his voice as he answered. Shirou ended the call abruptly in one last show of defiance.
“Seriously, is today cursed or something?” Shirou complained. He looked down at Rin under his left hand. Then he took his hand off of Rin’s little head and scratched his own head roughly again. “Okay, what now?”
He’d just lost the option of not going on the mission. But if he left for the mission, that would leave five sick people and Rin, and no one else.
If I just blow right through the mission and race right back here, it might be okay…
But that stupid twisted boss of his had called it “stupendously labor-intensive and dangerous”—there was no way it would go that smoothly.
There’s that ready-made porridge for lunch, and for dinner…I can just order delivery, so the only problem is…
Shirou glanced at Rin. Rin blinked back up at him with his big eyes, totally unaware that he was a “problem.”
“What’s wrong? Did something happen, Dad?”
“Yeah...something did,” Shirou sighed back. “Actually, something came up and I have to go deal with it.”
“What?! But what about Yukio and everyone? You can’t! I won’t let you go!”
Rin grabbed onto Shirou again like a snapping turtle, ready to die before he let go.
Shirou sighed, then shifted into a stern expression and tone of voice.
“Orders for Private Rin!”
“!?”
Rin was startled for a second, but as soon as he realized that Shirou was doing an impression of the admiral from a certain space battle anime, he jumped down from Shirou’s leg and stood up straight as an arrow. He looked up at his adoptive father with a seriousness he had never shown his teachers in school.
Shirou looked right back at him with his auburn eyes. He gave the order in an even sterner voice than before.
“I’m assigning you an important mission. Until I get back, you are to care for everyone to the best of your ability. That is all.”
“W-Whoa…A mission…awesome…”
Rin’s eyes sparkled. Then he tilted his head to one side and asked what “to the best of your ability” meant, but after that he was right back to the same glittering expression.
“I’ll work hard! I’ll work hard at my mission!” he said eagerly.
Immediately, a groan went up like a scream from the four people lined up sleeping. They had all gone pale, and were frantically shaking their heads on top of their pillows.
(“Don’t put things into his head! Are you trying to kill us?”) Nagatomo moaned on behalf of the other three.
Shirou tried to mollify him. (“It’ll be fine. He’s just a kid, all he can do is bring you medicine, cute stuff like that. Hell, having something to do might keep him out of trouble, it’s actually reassuring that way. Just put up with it.”)
(“Take it back right now. Our lives are at stake.”)
(“Don’t be silly. Just let him take care of you. It’ll be funn- I mean it’ll be a good life lesson for Rin.”)
(“You were saying it’d be funny! You said funny!”)
(Shush, it’ll be fine. Don’t get too worked up about it, you’ll make your fever worse.”) Shirou brushed off Nagatomo’s concerns with a vague reply.
“For lunch, you boil some water in a big pot, put in those bags of porridge, and heat them up for three minutes. Got that? Don’t open them, just put the whole bag in. And whatever you do, don’t try to make it easier by putting them in the microwave. If you put the whole bag in the microwave it’ll explode. For dinner, I’ll order from that Chinese place in the Southern Cross Shopping District, and I’ll pay them ahead of time so…”
“Sukiyaki?!” Rin’s face lit up. Shirou gave him a light flick on the forehead.
“No, silly. I said Chinese food. Where’d you get sukiyaki from? It’ll be that great big thing of fried rice we always get from the Yamaneko shop, and the Chinese soup that comes with it.”
“I like fried rice too! I can eat the ginger now, you know. Pretty cool, huh?”
“Wow, that is pretty cool. Anyway, you should open the windows just a little bit sometimes to get some fresh air in here. And give them each one packet of medicine morning, noon, and night. Yukio gets half a packet. Give them some water to drink with it too. And…well, I’ll let you figure out the rest as it comes up.”
Shirou was giving the simplest directions he could when Yukio, who had apparently been listening to his father and brother talk, stretched a hand out weakly from inside his futon.
“Dad…are you leaving?”
“Yukio…”
Yukio gripped his father’s cassock and looked up at him helplessly, and Shirou suddenly found himself at a loss for words. The boy had always been prone to crying, and tears were already welling up in his eyes. Shirou felt the pain of all parents everywhere when they have to leave a sick child to go to work, almost like the kid had grabbed ahold of his heart with his bare hands.
“Oh, well, it’s just…”
As Shirou fumbled for words, Rin took hold of his brother’s feverish hand.
“It’s okay, Yukio! Your big brother’s gonna take real good care of you!” he said, smiling.
“…Okay.” The helpless expression disappeared from Yukio’s face, and he smiled with his tear-filled eyes.
Shirou watched all of this with a wry smile.
“Oh, look at you acting like the big brother just cause you were born a tiny bit earlier!” he teased. And to think that five or six years ago they were both still in diapers bawling their eyes out…The thought made him feel uncharacteristically sentimental.
I guess kids still grow up even if their dad’s a mess… He felt just a little forlorn.
“Well, bye then. I’ll leave the rest to you, Rin,” Shirou said as cheerfully as he could. He saluted sharply. Rin, his expression eager and his mouth bent into a serious frown, returned the salute. With his left hand, for some reason.
Shirou’s expression softened when he saw that Rin was still firmly holding his brother’s hand with his right. He smiled as he turned to his sons and gently added:
“I’ll be back as soon as I can. Just hang on until then.”
[Part 3]
#blue exorcist#blue exorcist novel#Ao no Exorcist#home sweet home#translation#that was terebi GA itta versus terebi DE itta for you grammar friends#when Shirou corrected Rin
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[DRABBLE] Boyfriend!Joshua (PG)
Request: Joshua teaching you how to play the guitar
Requested by: Jisoup anon
Genre: Fluff
Word count: 1,406
Warnings: Mini makeout session at the end please don’t read if you’re uncomfortable!
A/N: Sorry this took forever to write and it’s like longggggg overdue but it’s finally up and I hope you enjoy it! Also it’s like my first time writing a makeout scene (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA) so it may not be the best!
-jihooned 😶
“Shua! You’re here!”
Your boyfriend broke out into a wide grin and placed a kiss on your cheek, before handing you a cup of iced latte, your favourite. Taking a quick glance at Joshua, you saw him carrying his guitar case and you nearly screamed from excitement.
“You brought your guitar!”
“Of course, I promised I’d teach you when I get my day off.”
Making yourself comfortable on your bed with Joshua beside you, your boyfriend took out his stringed possession, together with a couple of textbooks. He then passed you the guitar and shifted himself such that he was positioned behind you. His right hand held yours as he adjusted your hands to the right position while his free hand reached out to flip the textbook open.
“Okay, E minor, it’s something like this.”
Joshua gently moved your middle finger to the second string, and your index finger slightly below.
“Try strumming” He said.
You hesitated initially. Learning an instrument was something completely foreign to you, and you worried whether you could do a good job. But with Joshua by your side (or behind you), you carefully glided your right hand over the strings. An unfamiliar, yet pleasant tune sounded, it was already music to your ears.
Even though you couldn’t see it, you knew Joshua smiled while giving you a reassuring “good job.”
“Next,” Joshua started, lips pressed together as if considering the next chord to teach. “C”.
Once again, he helped position your fingers accordingly, before prompting you to play the note, and again, your fingers glided across the string, creating another beautiful sound.
There was a sense of satisfaction every time you managed to get a chord right. You weren’t sure if it was the fact that you were finally accomplishing something you wanted to do since your toddler years, or if it was the fact that your boyfriend was sitting extra close to you that day, helping you.
It was probably both.
Being able to accomplish a goal with such a dear person helping you was something you never thought you happen. It was, after all, how he caught your eye in the first place.
The cafe you worked part time at often held gigs over the weekends to satisfy the overwhelming amount of customers. It helped create a nice atmosphere, and it brought people of all walks of life together.
The cafe was still in the early stages of its weekly gigs, so your manager was still busy deciding on someone who would play regularly for his cosy, humble, cafe.
That’s when Joshua came in.
The meeting between the two of you was often deemed by your co-workers as fate. It was a Sunday morning, and the light spring rain had come to welcome you as you started your shift. You went on with your usual routine, preparing the coffee machines for the first few cups, wiping the tables to make sure they were dust-free, stocking up on the supplies.
And you heard the bell ring, signalling the first customer of the day.
You looked up, ready to greet whoever stepped foot into the shop, but you nearly choked on your words when you saw him.
He was of average height, had a small frame, as well as a good sense of fashion. But his looks, it made you do a double take to make sure you weren’t hallucinating.
Thin lips, sharp nose, and something about the way he smiled back at you made your heart skip a beat. But his eyes, you couldn’t take your gaze away from them. They were captivating and reminded you of those of a doe’s.
You noticed he was carrying a guitar case. A musician? You wondered. He was early, there was still 10 minutes before your shop officially opened, but of course you wouldn’t ask him to wait outside (also it was so rare to have such a stunning customer visit).
“What would you like to drink?” You managed to ask.
“A tall ice americano would do, thanks.” The male replied, handing you the money.
You nearly dissolved into a puddle of goo when your hands brushed slighty, how can someone have such soft skin?
You gestured for him to take a seat as you proceeded to make his order. What was happening to you, you had never been this nervous in front of a guy before. You refused to believe this was what people called ‘love at first sight’. It was something you found ridiculous, because you just could not fathom how people could fall head over heels just from seeing someone and not knowing who they really were.
You hate to admit it, but you might be falling for this male customer.
As you walked over to his table to serve him his drink, you noticed a stack of music sheets laid out in front of him. He studied them intently, jotting down notes every once in awhile. He looked up when you placed the cold, ice blended drink in front of him before flashing you another one of his heart throbbing smile and a ‘thank you’.
Could he possibly be the new singer that your manager hired for the weekly gigs?
You couldn’t remember the exact course of events, but what you do remember happening was Joshua coming over to talk to you after your shift to ask you out on a dinner date, and unconsciously, you found yourself agreeing to it.
It was a simple date. The two of you bought instant noodles from a nearby mart and had dinner at one of Joshua’s favourite spots by the Han River. Joshua was indeed the new singer your manager hired.
“According to him, my songs felt cosy and humble, just like the cafe.” He stated with a shy laugh.
“I think so too.” You replied, wearing a smile as bright as the moon that night.
Subsequent dates were about the same, the two of you having dinner by the Han River while talking. Sometimes Joshua would take out his guitar and practice a new song, other times it was just the two of you staring at the late night joggers pass by you.
It was months since the two of you starting hanging out, and on the evening he asked you to be his significant other, the moon seemed to shine brighter than usual, there were more stars in the sky, and the light breeze created the perfect romantic atmosphere.
“Joshua, could you teach me how to play the guitar one day?”
“Sure (y/n), when you agree to become my partner.”
You had already put away the guitar. It was a long day of practice, and you deserved a break, even Joshua knew you deserved a break. The two of you were huddled up against your bedframe, sharing small talks here and there.
There was a moment of silence, and you turned to face your boyfriend, locking gazes with him. His eyes, the beautiful doe-like eyes that you fell in love with when you first saw him, they once again, caused your heart to skip a beat.
Your arm went up to cup Joshua’s cheek, thumb running over his perfectly sculpted features. Your boyfriend leaned in towards you, and seeing how you didn’t retreat, his lips eventually found their way to yours.
Before you knew it, your other hand reached up to comb through his recently dyed brown hair. Joshua’s arms snaked around you, one hand at your waist, the other supporting your back.
Your body began to heat up as the two of you continued your makeout session, neither of you willing to let go of the other. It had been a long time since the two of you met up at your place, with you now working full time as an illustrator and him having more gig invitations around the city.
You loved Joshua dearly, and you wondered how you got so lucky with him. He was everything you could ask for. Looks aside, he had a pure heart. He was a gentleman, and you were his favourite princess.
Even when Joshua pulled away, the feeling of his lips on yours still lingered, sending sparks throughout your body.
“Shall we cuddle?” He asked.
You nodded your head and made yourself comfortable in his arms.
“Oh and by the way, were you using that cherry flavoured lip tint I got you? The taste was vividly strong just now.”
#seventeen#svt#seventeen scenarios#seventeen fanfic#seventeen drabbles#joshua#jisoo#hong jisoo#joshua fluff#joshua scenarios#joshua fanfic#joshua drabbles#scoups#jeonghan#jun#hoshi#wonwoo#woozi#seokmin#the8#minghao#mingyu#seungkwan#vernon#dino#diamond life scenarios
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