#but i saw and and nearly cried bc it made me so happy

[soft-mafia]

Can we have where the S/O was sketching Captain Buggy in secret, because she has a thing for him and she didn't want him and the crew to know about it. Until she lost it until the crew took a glimpse while laughing; they figured that she had a crush on the captain. She hid in the Crow's Nest in shame until Buggy finds her, after hearing what she's been doing in secret

Crush [Buggy x Reader]

warning: fem reader, nude drawing descriptions

a/n: this is such a cute idea😭😭 also this is me coded bc I low key draw Buggy half naked sometimes

part 2

Y/n was sitting in one of the crow’s nests on the Big Top, hunched over her sketchbook, scribbling out another fantasy she had of Buggy.

Yeah, it was weird drawing her own captain half naked with a visible happy trail but— was she hurting anybody? No, of course not, besides nobody had to see these drawings except her. Y/n was beginning to get a little flustered sketching out the muscles, defining them.

She had a little smile on her face, but it was all interrupted by Buggy calling everybody down to the deck. Y/n left her sketchbook up there without thinking and quickly climbed down.

A while later after they had to make a pit stop somewhere to stock up on food, Y/n was carrying crates of meat when she heard some other crew mates snickering and giggling. She wondered what the hell was so funny, so she glanced over— but then a look of horror washed over her face.

“What a pervert!!” One of the men said, flipping through the pages, “Do you think she joined the crew just to get a piece of Captain Buggy?” Another man laughed. “Awww she has a little crush on him.” Another one said before they all burst into laughter.

Oh my god?! Is that my sketch book?! She nearly dropped the crate, so she quickly set it down and ran back onto the ship, panicking and feeling humiliated. Oh god.. this was awful, what if they show the captain?! He’s gonna kick me out of the crew!! This is so embarrassing I’m gonna throw myself off the ship, I can’t do this!!

Y/n hid in the crows nest, curled up in a ball, crying into her knees from embarrassment.

“Hey Captain!! Take a look at this!!”

Buggy’s attention was directed over to the group of men with Y/n’s sketch book, “Huh? What is it?” Buggy grunted and snatched it out of the man’s hands. His eyes went wide and nearly popped out of his skull when he saw the sketches.

Why was he such a hunk?! Damn he wish he looked like this, is this how people saw him? If it was then this was an absolute win. “WHO DID THIS?!” Buggy shouted, “WHO’S SICK JOKE WAS THIS?!” There were so many pages!! Who even had time to do all of this?!

“That girl, Y/n. I think she has a little crush on you, captain.” One of the pirates jokingly cooed, which made Buggy’s face go even redder.

Y/n could hear Buggy screaming from where she was, it made her curl up and want to die even more, “Ugghh!! Why did I have to leave that fucking book up here?!” She cried to herself. “Y/N!!! WHAT IS THIS?!” Buggy said once he got back onto the ship. Y/n sniffled, peeking over the side of the crow’s nest as she looked down at Buggy, “I’m sorry captain! I-I didn’t mean to..” oh god how could this situation get any worse.

“DIDN’T MEAN TO?!” Buggy took another look at the drawings. Damn he was hot, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘DIDN’T MEAN TO’?!”

Y/n hid in the crow’s nest again, crying harder. He was going to kick her off the crew.. she knew it.

Upon her cries, Buggy sighed and decided to climb up to where she was. “Cmon-.. don’t- don’t cry.” He kneeled down and gently patted her head, he looked back at the sketchbook, still amazed with how handsome he was.. “These are really good..!” He flipped to another page which was just him.. completely naked, his eyes went wide again. That fucking penis was bigger than his, why was it was so vascular!! He cleared his throat and closed the book, handing it back to Y/n, “You really captured my likeness.” He giggled, his cheeks redder than a tomato, “Maybe you can.. draw me.. maybe a bit more buffer, taller? Just a suggestion..” he coughed again.

Y/n took her book back and sniffled, “Y-You’re not gonna kick me off the crew? You’re not mad?” She couldn’t even look up at him.

“What? Why would I do that? It’s kind of a stupid reason to kick someone off..” Buggy laughed and sat beside of her, “Of course I’m not mad. But.. am I really that hot?” He chuckled softly, making Y/n even more flustered. “Maybe I can model for you sometime eh?” He joked, but then kind of regretted it.. no way did he look as hunky as those drawings.

Y/n hid her face into her sketch book, “This is so embarrassing..” she whined, “They’re never gonna let me live this down.” She could still hear the sounds of those crew mates laughing.. it made her internally recoil.

“Yeah.. not a chance.” Buggy laughed, then patted her back, “But hey, if you ever want the real thing, you can come to me whenever you want.” He grinned, winking at her.

Her face went red again and she hid it further into her book.

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[photogirl894]

Hello! I saw you wrote my request. 🥰 Thanks so much. Could I request another one? This one is a bit angsty: 29 & 30 with Wrecker x Fem reader. I’m wondering if this could be a challenge bc I just don’t see Wrecker getting into an argument with his s/o. Maybe his brothers, but not his girl.

Thanks!

Aw man, you're killing me with the Wrecker angst here, my friend 😜 But alas, here it is!!

"Not Ready"

29. "Shut up!"/"Make me!"

30. "Don't walk away from me!"

Pairing: Wrecker x fem reader

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"What were you thinking? I told you, you weren't ready!"

After just narrowly finishing a mission, you found yourself being reprimanded by Wrecker. Lately, he'd been teaching you how to disarm explosives and you'd come across one on the mission that you honestly thought you could disable on your own, even though Wrecker had warned you against it saying you weren't quite ready yet. You thought you'd had it, but things had gone wrong and you'd made the countdown go faster. Wrecker had to quickly grab you and rush you to safety just before it exploded. Luckily, you and the rest of the squad had made it out okay with the intel you needed and you were on your way back to the Marauder...but Wrecker was definitely not happy with you at the moment and neither were you.

"And I told you, I had it handled!" you said frustratedly back to him, stopping to turn back and face him.

"Which is why the countdown started speeding up?" he asked back.

"Okay, that was one mistake," you spat back.

"One that almost cost you your life," he responded.

It was then Echo came between you two and said, "Look, that's enough. We still got out of there with what we needed."

"We wouldn't have had I not stepped in. Her not listening to me could've ruined the whole mission," Wrecker stated, growing increasingly mad.

"Ugh, shut up!" you shouted, getting angry.

Then he bellowed back at you, louder than you'd ever heard from him before, "Make me!"

The booming volume of his voice startled you and you instinctively took a step back, your eyes widening at how almost frightening he sounded. Wrecker had never yelled at you or even raised his voice at you like that. It scared you and that's what hurt even more. You weren't scared of Wrecker; you knew he would never hurt anyone. His heart was too good for that. This, however...it was different and you hated how it made you feel. Tears sprang to your eyes and, taken aback by the whole thing, you whipped around and sprinted away from the group in a different direction, hearing the others calling after you.

Wrecker realized too late what he had done just before you ran off. His face fell and his heart dropped at seeing how frightened you were. He hadn't meant to yell like that, but he had just gotten so frustrated...now he deeply regretted it.

"You shouldn't have yelled at her like that, Wrecker," Hunter lightly scolded him.

"I know," Wrecker replied sadly. "I don't know what came over me."

"You need to talk to her and apologize," Hunter told him.

Wrecker simply nodded and ran off in the direction you had gone.

You had stopped to quickly catch your breath and wipe the tears away from your eyes when you heard Wrecker's thunderous footsteps coming. You figured he had followed after you to just yell at you some more, so you went to move away.

"Wait, don't!" he cried out, making you halt. Then you heard his voice tremble slightly as he pleaded, "Please don't...don't walk away from me."

You turned over your shoulder and saw Wrecker standing just a few feet away, a look of regret on his face.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't have yelled at you or said all those things. I care about you a lot and...I got worried when that bomb nearly killed you. That's why I want to make sure you're fully ready when it comes to explosives...and I'd hoped you would trust me when it came to them."

You hung your head in shame. He was right. He was the demolitions expert for a reason. "You're right. I should've trusted you," you admitted. "I just...really thought I was ready and wanted to impress you."

He walked over and put his hands on your shoulders. "You have impressed me with how quickly you're learning," he said to raise your spirits. "But if you jump the gun too quickly with explosives, things could end badly. That's why you have to be extra careful. You got it?"

"Yeah...I do," you replied. "I'm sorry and I'll be sure to listen to you better in the future."

"And I'll be sure to not get too worked up if things go wrong," he promised. "I'm just afraid of losing you."

You reached up and laid a hand on his cheek. "It'll take a lot more than a bomb for you to ever lose me. You can count on that."

With a comforted smile, he wrapped you up in his strong and warm embrace, just happy to have you there in the first place.

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[chans-room]

Craving Connection — 1

Warnings: reader has nickname Sugar Plum, familial drama, self-deprecating thoughts, mentions of anxiety, allusions to abandonment/abandonment issues, discussions of toxic former relationships, discussions of cheating in said former relationship, Chan calls her ex a cunt (derogatory) multiple times lol, a little bit of spice but it’s very mild bc they’re in public but there’s a somewhat staged ~fake dating~ PDA moment I’m earning that tag on this one babes. Tbh that’s pretty much all there is before we swan dive into it 👀

Length: 4k + text conversation

A/n: so I am a backstory heavy bitch and I can’t seem to start my SMAUs without a few written chapters soooo sorry about that? Also I’m sorry this has taken 8000 years, I’m already working on the next part and have a fair amount of future chapters done so hopefully I’ll be able to update this pretty frequently. Thank you @bibbykins and @j-a-nuary for making this legible. also everyone can thank @gimmethatagustd for how the last scene turned out 🖤

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October 1, 2021 — 5:20am

She bounced on her toes, eyes scanning the small crowd of people pulling suitcases behind them for the familiar freckles of her favorite cousin. She knew he — and the friend he had brought with him — had landed, but the minutes seemed to drag as she watched families and friends reuniting all around her, in the dead of the night.

But the crowd thinning made her palms sweat. The fear that her parents had found out, and gone against their self-imposed rule to never speak about her again, and that Felix had changed his mind about her. 

“Felix! You can’t just drop your shit here, mate!” A voice called out, making her stop in the midst of her aimless pacing and her head snap toward the direction of the sound. She only saw a flash of black before someone slammed into her chest, knocking the wind out of her as they crashed into the floor. 

“Sugar Plum, I’ve missed you so much!” Felix’s deep voice nearly reverberated in her chest from where he laid on top of her, deceptively strong arms constricting around her. 

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as she giggled, tightening her grip on him, “You have no idea how much I missed you, Lix.”

“I’m so happy to see you,” he sighed, loosening his grip to hover over her, a pleased smile on his face. “Come on, we have so much to catch up on.”

She rolled her eyes, letting him pull her off the ground before wrapping her in another tight hug. It sent a deep pain through her chest, the moment mirroring the last time she’d seen him — standing in that very airport 2 years before, saying goodbye to him before he left for Seoul. They had cried and promised to see each other at Christmas, Easter, and on every overlapping holiday they could find. It was a promise she regretted breaking — but it was one she had no control over. That had been the first of many days she felt truly alone; and if she’d known what would follow, she might have gone with him then. Maybe if she had, she would still have a family. 

“Felix!” The same voice from earlier called out, making them both look over their shoulders to find the source.

He was gorgeous, even if he was angry. His strong brows were furrowed over narrowed, sparkling brown eyes. “Oh! Good, you’re here,” Felix smiled proudly, before gesturing toward him and clearing his throat, “This is my friend, and roommate, he owed me a favor, which is why he’s here. Besides, his birthday is in like 2 days and I’m such a good friend, so I brought him home to see his family. Aren’t I the best, Chris?”

Dread shot through her at the name; she couldn’t seem to escape memories of him. She pushed down the bitter taste in her mouth — she couldn’t be unfairly judging her cousin's friend just because he shared the unfortunate fate of having the same name as her ex. 

Fortunately, her momentary battle with her brain wasn’t noticed by either boy, seeing as Felix was ignoring the way his friend’s plump lips were pulled tight into a grimace, his strong jaw clenching in anger as he dragged three suitcases behind him, his thick arms piled high with various sweaters and a bouquet of flowers. She bit her lip to suppress a laugh as he glared daggers at her cousin, his gaze softening slightly as he took her in, before hardening again as he refocused on the boy next to her.

“Felix, if you abandon me again with all of your shit, I will leave it behind,” he seethed, dropping the pile of sweaters on the ground with a muffled thump, earning an indignant scream from Felix.

“That’s Hyunjin’s cashmere!” He yelped, diving at the pile. 

The glare faded into an endeared smile as he watched Felix dust off the sweater, shaking his head fondly before turning his attention to her. He held out the bouquet, the soft smile on his plush lips pushing his cheeks up to make his eyes nearly disappear into tiny crescents. “He got these for you back in Seoul. He made the flight attendant put them in water for nearly the whole thing so they wouldn’t wilt. I’m Chan by the way.”

She could feel the tears well up in her eyes again as she took the flowers from him, trying to still her shaking hands. “Thank you,” she forced out, internally cringing at the quiver in her voice as she did. She cleared her throat before tearing her eyes off her cousin, willing away her tears, “So… Chris? Chan? Do you have a preference?”

“No, not really,” he laughed with a shrug, “Felix is really the only one to call me Chris, except my family. All our other friends call me Chan.”

The admission put her mind at ease as she nodded absently, staring at the tulips in her hands, as she mumbled her name to him, followed by a shy, “Everyone calls me Sugar Plum though.” she shrugged, making him smile.

“Honestly, you can call me whatever  you like,” he said, feigning indifference before leaning in and whispering in her ear, “and Sugar Plum is cute, but I think I’d rather call you mine.”

She choked on a gasp and a giggle as he backed away, throwing her a wink.

—

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October 1, 2021 — 1:45 pm

“You really don’t have to spend the day with me, Chan,” she sighed, slipping the sunglasses down her nose to stare at him over the edge of the frame, “I know you want to see your family and spend time with them. I’m a big girl, I can take care of myself for one day.”

Chan felt the bittersweet edge to her words, and he hated how they made his chest tingle with unease. The tone of her voice stirred an ugly anger in his gut as he considered why she would be so quick to dismiss herself. It made him want to prove her wrong — to show her that she was someone who anyone would want to spend time with; someone who he wanted to spend time with.

With a big smile, he threw his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his side, not missing the way she bit her lip and tried to hide the grin growing on her face. “Nah, it’s kinda nice to get to see Sydney like this, you know? I’ve never stayed in a fancy hotel like the one you’re staying in. But also I’m glad I have the chance to get to know you better,” he smiled, watching her sink behind her hands. “Besides, Felix will be back tomorrow, and seeing my parents for two days is better than the zero I thought I would.”

“I’m just saying if you don’t wanna be with me today you don’t need to. I’m used to doing things alone,” she mumbled, making Chan frown.

“Yeah, well, I don’t wanna be alone, so you’re stuck with me today,” he grinned, scrunching his nose at her hesitant expression. “Come on, we’re almost up and you haven’t decided what you want!” He could feel her heartbeat under his hand resting in the middle of her back, and part of him hoped that it was because of him.

“Are you always this serious about ice cream?” She asked, staring up at him with raised eyebrows.

“Are you not serious about ice cream? I mean, come on, it’s one of life’s most simple pleasures!” He exclaimed, drawing attention from the people surrounding them. The laugh that tore out of her made his heart race; he’d never heard anything so perfect.

“You just have to cause a scene, don’t you,” she giggled, pressing her face into his shoulder to hide from the disapproving stare of the old woman in front of them who was shaking her head and mumbling to herself.

“Only when it makes you laugh like that,” he sighed, pleased that he’d been able to pull her out of the tense, almost sour mood she’d been in since Felix told her he would be gone for the day. He didn’t need to know everything that happened with their family to know that she’d been hurt, and something about that sat heavily in his gut. What he did know was that it was too nice of a day for her to spend it alone in the hotel.

“So tell me about school. You’re on the soccer team with Lix, right? What’s everyone else like? What do you all study?” She asked, pushing her sunglasses back onto the top of her head, “I want to know all the details before I start next week.” 

The attention turning on him made heat flood his cheeks, cursing the pink tinge he knew was creeping up his neck as she stared up at him expectantly. The look in her eyes made his mouth run dry — he couldn’t feel like that about her. There was no way Felix would let him live if he tried, and as his roommate, he needed to keep the peace. 

But the feeling of her fingers curling around his bicep made his head swim and his heart race. He knew already there was no way he could deny the effect she had on him. He could only hope she felt the same.

October 1, 2021 — 4:10pm

“Do you wanna hang out here or walk around a bit more?” Chan asked, shoving his wallet back into his pocket as they wandered away from the counter.

She felt her heart flutter for the millionth time that day as he looked at her expectantly. She didn’t know if she could ever get used to someone caring about her opinion so much — it was equal parts exciting and unsettling. 

“It’s supposed to rain, so maybe we should start heading back to the hotel?” She shrugged, trying to push the unease out of her mind; trying to convince herself that Chan wasn’t Christian. Felix would never have trusted him if he was.

At that moment she realized she’d almost gone the whole day without thinking of him. But the moment the thought of him passed through her mind, it was as if she’d conjured him. Because behind Chan’s shoulder, she watched him walk through the door, arm around the shoulders of a girl she had only seen once — the night she packed her things and left him.

“Fuck,” she whispered. He shouldn’t have been there, he should have been in Singapore, planning his wedding. Not in Australia, not in Sydney, but definitely not in her favourite coffee shop. It made her blood boil and her hands shake — Christian had refused to set foot inside it again after she had dragged him there the first time. He’d even told her that she was embarrassing for wanting to go back there. But now; here he was with Hanako. With the fiancée he’d conveniently forgotten to mention. 

Jealousy and rage clouded her senses, but the crushing sense of inadequacy that filled her made her stomach turn. He never looked at her the way he was looking at Hanako — so full of love and adoration. She couldn’t even blame him; she was gorgeous. Her silky black hair cascaded down her back effortlessly, and a sweet smile seemed to be set permanently on her heart shaped lips. The more she stared at her the more self conscious she became — Hanako seemed to be everything she was not.

She realized at that moment it was never about the coffee shop; he was embarrassed to be with her.

“Hey, are you okay?” Chan asked, crowding her sight as he pulled her toward the wall of books. His hands cradling her face tenderly made the fresh wave of tears sting in her eyes. She hated it — she hated that he could see the cracks in her, hated how Christian could find new ways to hurt her, and hated that there was still part of her that was affected by him.

“Not really,” she laughed sarcastically, pushing the bone crushing hurt back down. “That guy over there, the asshole with the tattoos and the all black, the one with the girl in the dress? He’s my ex. And I don’t want him to see me.”

Chan’s head whipped around to look over his shoulder, finding them with ease before turning back to face her, “That guy?”

She nodded, “Yeah. And that’s his fiancée.”

“What a cunt,” Chan mumbled, shaking his head. 

She grabbed his shoulders, positioning her in front of him to effectively block herself from Christian’s view, using Chan’s broad frame as a shield, “I can’t stand him.“

“Hey, don’t worry about him, just focus on me,” Chan said softly, shuffling forward to cage her against the bookshelf. “What do you wanna do?”

“I just-I don’t want him to see me. He wasn’t supposed to be here,” she mumbled with a pout.

He nodded before he took a step forward, pressing her back fully against the wall, “I’m gonna touch you, is that okay?” He asked, his hands hovering over her waist. The earnestness in his eyes gave her goosebumps; she couldn’t remember a time anyone looked at her like he was right then. 

“Yeah, you can touch me,” she nodded breathlessly, “Can I..?”

“Of course,” he smiled, shivering as her hands skimmed across his shoulders, one hand gently tracing shapes into the muscle of his chest while the other occupied itself with the curly black hairs at the nape of his neck. “God it’s so stupid but I’m just-like-I have so many questions.”

She laughed and rolled her eyes, tugging his hair lightly, “Don’t say it’s stupid, you’re curious. That’s normal. I’ll answer whatever you wanna know.”

“I’m not sure I wanna know honestly,” he laughed bitterly, “Whatever you tell me will probably just make me want to punch him in the face.”

A soft warmth spread through her at his honesty; it was incredibly refreshing after spending 2 years constantly guessing what Christian was thinking or feeling. For a second she imagined how nice it would be to be with someone like him. But she quickly shook herself out of the fantasy — she barely knew Chan, how could she possibly think she knew him well enough to imagine a relationship with him.

“I doubt it, Channie,” she sighed, looking away from his eyes, focusing on the thin gold chain that sat on his collarbones. It caught the light every time she twirled a curl around her finger, making an image of him hovering over her with his chain smacking his chin as he pounded into her flash through her head. Tendrils of lust curled in her belly — she didn’t know how thoroughly and quickly Chan managed to take root in her head but she knew it couldn’t be good. 

“Well, he’s your ex and he has a fiancée, so I think anything I find out about him is going to make me hate him more than I do right now,” he scoffed before adding, “You’re lucky it’s me with you today and not Felix. He wouldn’t even ask, he’d just start swinging.” 

She couldn’t help but laugh at that — he was right. Her cousin was prone to reacting first and asking questions later. “I mean, that’s fair I guess. But honestly it was barely a relationship. I mean, you and I are being more scandalous now than he and I ever were.”

“You’re telling me he had you and he wasn’t showing you off to everyone with eyes?” Chan asked, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

She shook her head before answering, “We didn’t really do… anything. We didn’t go out, I never met his friends or family and he never met mine. I realize now it’s because I was his side piece and he couldn’t have anyone asking about me,” she shrugged, wishing she didn’t sound so defeated. 

Chan’s body went rigid under her hands, his jaw clenched and his hands tightening on her hips. “What a fucking cunt,” he ground out through his teeth, “If you were mine, fuck, I’d never be able to keep my hands off you. My friends would be sick of how much I talk about you, Sugar Plum — especially Felix.”

The flames of desire surged in her veins again; it was almost overwhelming. She knew Chan was dangerous for her for any number of reasons, but the main one being that he made her want for the first time in a long time. She didn’t realize how much she craved what he was offering until he put it into words. But she didn’t know if he meant it as seriously or as desperately as she wanted it. 

Chan’s voice in her ear made her shiver, pulling her out of the thought spiral that was beginning to consume her. “I really can’t stand this,” he mumbled before a wicked smile spread across his face, “Alright, so, I’m gonna get real close to you, and you’re gonna slip your hand under the back of my shirt, okay? If you’re uncomfortable or want me to back off, I will, but he needs to know what he lost. So he can see you’re not bothered by him.”

Her mouth went dry as she put his plan together in her head, watching the smirk grow as she dropped one hand from where it was resting on the back of his neck, her fingers toying with the hem of his shirt. “You’re evil, just like me,” she breathed, splaying her hand across his warm, muscular expanse of skin as both of his grabbed her hips, adjusting his stance so he could tower over her slightly. “I like that about you,” she admitted, making him chuckle.

He surged forward, his nose bumping against hers, “I like that about you too, Sugar Plum,” he smiled, “Now if you wanna really sell it, I’m gonna dip my head down and you’re gonna pull my hair and kiss my neck.”

“Okay,” she whispered back, feeling Chan’s breath on her neck, his hand sliding into her hair to steer her where he wanted her. Her fingers tightened in his hair on instinct as her lips brushed the junction of his neck — making goosebumps spread across his tanned arms. She felt him shudder, giggling an apology into his skin.

“Don’t be sorry,” he argued, resting his forehead against her collarbone, “It was nice, I just can’t control what my body does when someone like you kisses my neck like that. I mean, it’s really not fair.” 

She was about to apologize again when she felt his plush lips make contact with her skin, but where her touch was fleeting and almost accidental, his lips attached themselves to her neck with force. 

The gentle suction ripped a startled gasp from her. He pulled away with a wet pop, smiling innocently, “Now we’re even,” he shrugged. “I’m sure he’s fucking boiling now. I know I would be if I saw that.” 

It took her a second to remember how their little charade had begun, feeling dizzy because of Chan’s presence and proximity. She had nearly forgotten about Christian entirely, something she couldn’t deny made her stomach flip with both anxiety and excitement. She had to fight through the haze in her mind to even think of a coherent response. “Chan I don’t think he’s looking—“

“Why wouldn’t he be looking? You’re the most interesting thing here. Everyone should be looking.”

The absolute certainty in his voice was staggering to her — she knew he meant it. But she couldn’t understand why. He barely knew her, but he was committing near public indecency just to spite her ex on her behalf. Maybe it was because he was so close with Felix, one of the only people she trusted wholeheartedly and implicitly, but she didn’t question Chan’s intentions or authenticity in the slightest.

It made her want him even more.

“Don’t say that if you don’t mean it,” she whispered back, the words coming out of their own volition. She knew he meant it — but she needed to hear him confirm it.

He surged forward, his nose bumping against hers — a habit of his that she enjoyed a little too much. “Hey, I fucking mean it, yeah? You’re incredible. And just because that asshole couldn’t see it doesn’t make it any less true,” Chan said seriously, pushing a piece of hair out of her face, “You’re so—“

“Babe, what the fuck is all this? Who the fuck are you letting grope you in our place.” 

The too familiar voice that cut him off felt like a bucket of ice water being thrown on her.

She peeked over Chan’s shoulder to see Christian — sans Hanako — glaring daggers at the back of Chan’s head. She opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by Chan’s voice, “Excuse you, mate, but who the right fuck are you? And what business of yours who gropes her where?”

A shocked scoff came out of Christian, his eyes narrowing as he assessed Chan, “I’m her boyfriend, mate, which is why I wanna know why you’re all over her.”

Chan threw his head back, a full laugh tearing out of his throat before shaking his head, “Nah, you’re her ex aren’t you? I’ve heard all about you,” Chan rolled his eyes, turning back to face her, his expression softening as he ran his thumb over her cheekbone and down to her lips, gently pulling her bottom lip from between her teeth. She hadn’t realized she’d begun to chew on it nervously as she looked between them, but Chan’s soft smile and gentle hands made the tension drop from her frame. “Why don’t you leave us alone? Don’t you have a fiancée to look after, champ?”

She saw the rage ignite in Christian’s eyes at his obvious insult, his mouth opening to say something that she knew would slice through her straight to the bone — a skill he wielded like a professional through their relationship. He always knew what to say to inflict the most damage the fastest, leaving her shattered in his wake.

But before he could make a sound, her name was being called out — signaling their order was ready — and Chan was steering her away from him. 

She took a single step forward before a hand closed around her wrist, dragging her out from Chan’s arm. “Don’t fucking walk away from me again, baby. You don’t understand—“

“No, Christian. I don’t need to understand anything. You had a fucking fiancée the whole time we were together. Do you know how much that hurt me? After all that I gave up for you?” She couldn’t seem to stop the words from coming out — but if she was honest with herself, she needed to say them. “And before you say anything, to try and manipulate yourself out of the mess you made — I heard you say that I meant nothing to you; that I was just a piece of ass you were fucking around with before settling down. So get your hands off me,” she seethed, glaring at him. Pain sparkled in his eyes as he opened his mouth to argue but she cut him off, “Just stop, Chris; I don’t want to hear it. Now let me go.” He staggered back as if he’d been slapped, releasing her. 

Chan took her hand, making her turn to look at him over her shoulder, “You ready to leave?”

She couldn’t trust her voice anymore, only managing a nod before his arm was around her shoulders, pulling her toward the exit, grabbing their coffees and passing her drink off to her seamlessly. 

With that, they walked out of the doors, not bothering to look behind them. And for the first time in years she felt in control. She didn’t feel like a pawn being used or a prop in someone else’s life. The rush of it was addicting; the electricity of it seemed to thrum under her skin. Chan made her feel powerful, and she never wanted it to stop. 

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[bumblingest-bee]

bee’s thoughts on the sweeney todd revival!!

idk if recordings just didn’t do him justice or if he’s improved as his run has gone on, but i did truly enjoy aaron as sweeney. to be clear he’s still not a baritone but he didn’t struggle with the range as much as i’d feared. unfortunately but not unexpectedly he didn’t have that deep resonance that the role should have, yet at the same time he almost made up for it with the sheer intensity of his acting. (almost.) i REALLY enjoyed that he did a proper cockney accent - it was surprisingly good and fit his take on the character very well. he was genuinely frightening and impressively intense at times (his “how about a shave?” section in epiphany was a highlight for me) but at other times he was. aaron tveit. overall while still i wish they’d cast a proper baritone on the role, aaron was wonderful in his own way and im very very glad i saw him. the fact he was aaron tveit in a very tight shirt may or may not have helped.

guys. folks. sutton was FUCKING INCREDIBLE. i know, i am just as shocked as you, but she was born to play mrs. lovett. i’ve never laughed so hard at worst pies in my life. i can’t say enough good things about her which is insane bc i’ve been joking about her casting since the beginning. vocally, she knew exactly when to turn on the deranged lansbury style belt and when to sing it straight. i won’t lie her accent was much better than annaleigh’s (I’M SO SORRY). acting-wise, she was just hysterically funny; over-the-top without being over-the-top, if that makes any sense at all. just a really truly delightful take on the role.

JOE LOCKE. HOLY MOTHER OF FUCK. i came in knowing nothing about him but thinking he was stunt casting and i was SO wrong. he was, bar none, THE best toby i have ever heard. he made the role sound completely effortless with a gorgeous classical tenor that turned into a high belt so powerful it made the couple in front of me nearly leap from their seats in amazement.

jamie jackson’s deeply creepy judge and john rapson’s slimy, flamboyant beadle made the perfect dickensian villain duo. they were THE essential ingredient to the atmosphere of the show, which they just about stole.

maria bilbao was a wonderfully unnerving, constantly in anxious motion, adorably sweet johanna. she and daniel yearwood (who was lovable and vocally gorgeous as anthony) had great chemistry. ruthie ann miles was, of course, perfect as the beggar woman, heart-wrenching and unsettling and probably the best acting performance out of the whole cast.

the entire ensemble was brilliant - of course i’ve got to give a special mention to pirelli because that contest was the funniest one i’ve ever seen. also shoutout to hennessy winkler who was on as jonas fogg!

the sets were great, though at times i wished there was a bit more of them instead of being minimalist for the sake of it. the choreography was used to great, unnerving effect at times (that stumbling in the opening ballad!) though sometimes i wished they’d just stay still for god’s sake. two things that stood out to me: the blood effects were very effective, and the sound design in the bakehouse was so creepy.

for a 26-piece orchestra you’d think they’d make it a bit louder. compared to other big orchestra shows i’ve seen the instruments felt a bit tinny and canned at times, despite the fact that they really turned it up for some songs, proving that they could!! in any case i was just very very glad to hear that gorgeous full score at any volume.

overall it was a brilliant experience - though im not sure how much of that is due to just how fucking good the material is no matter what you do with it. it wasn’t perfect, but i laughed so hard i cried (and just plain cried) and got goosebumps about every five minutes. so happy i got to attend the tale ❤️🥧❤️

#bee posts nonsense #sweeney todd #theatre #long post

[fairytale-poll]

ROUND 3! MATCH 3 OUT OF 4

Propaganda Under the Cut:

Original Fairytale:

The girl, the myth, the legend. The one who started it all. She skips into the forest with head held high, unknowing of the wolf and the many, many retellings of her story. Something, something, puberty, something, something, men are wolves. Just let my girl wear her red cape and be on her way to Granny's, please and thank you.

I feel like in a lot of modern adaptations they get lost in making Red Riding Hood more a girlboss who fights back or making her secretly (or not secretly) the real wolf or having her and the wolf be love interests, they lose a lot of what made the original fairytale so good. AND SO CHILLING! We have been told this story so often since childhood we can forget how frightening it can really be. A lost young girl, punished for the follies of childhood. I also think that even in the "happy" endings when the huntsman saves her there is this sense that she will never be the same. Her childhood is over. And that's haunting! The horrors of unprotected innocence.

Ylfa:

She just went through so much and so much growth and i love her very much.

She becomes a big bad wolf

She met Death and Death wanted her to live.

Great depiction of a teenager by Emily Axford. A lot of scenes get really emotional with her being a symbol of the cycle of life and death and eventually she will always become the Big Bad Wolf.

she faced off with Death and he told her to live. this Death, who was much older than the Death she was supposed to meet, stared off with Yilfa for days until she succumbed to hunger and ate him alive. other iterations of death apologized to her for the story she was forced to suffer through, for the punishment she had to endure over an unrealistic and unabidable rule she was destined to break. her corrupted story turned her into the big bad wolf, into death itself. she sacrificed the beloved memory of her grandma, her namesake, so that her friends would be able to save their world. even though she gained it back in the end, she was willing to live the rest of her life as the wolf, a harbinger of death, and when she was reminded that she was just a child, that it wasn’t her responsibility to guide the dead, she cried, and separated from the wolf. she was able to grow up normal and happy after suffering from the looming presence of death. i’m gonna make me friend also submit yilfa bc they’re smarter than me and can make better propaganda

my mutual really likes her

Her narrative arc about growing up and life and death is so beautiful and her being a werewolf is so cool. Emily Axford gets girlhood like nobody else.

she is the bravest little girl in the world she met death and death wanted her to live she split his skull and ate the innards of death himself she is just a little girl!!!!!!!

PRIMO Red Riding Hood adaptation. Ate the wolf who ate her gramma. Is a werewolf and a metaphor for puberty. Loves her friends. Can break her bones to reshape her body into various animal forms.

Not only did she have to lose her grandmother, but she also nearly dies of starvation and exhaustion until The Big Bad Wolf, aka Death, convinced her to live, by her killing him and eating his flesh, therefore making her Death

Ylfa has a snazzy orange top hat given to her by a very attractive fairy. Three Blind Mice is her favorite story. She brought her grandma lollipopcorn and threw the broth in the river halfway there. She first developed a crush on Pinocchio when she saw him use his nose as a stripper pole and didn't kiss him until they were twenty-one and having an awkward conversation about her grandma's death and Toy Island. She fought a baron with a spoon. She wants a bra. She jumped into The Terrible Dogfish’s stomach to save her friend. She has pinkeye and grandma hobbies. She fought off a shit ton of homicidal tables at once. She is pals with Little Miss Muffet. She killed her family. She sacrificed the memory of her grandmother to become Death. She was basically adopted by Mother Goose (who is a cool old gay dude). She Wildshapes by horribly contorting her body into animalistic forms. She is a Barbarian who acts as a support character. She is the bravest little girl in the whole world.

Behold, 3 minutes of the weirdest and best little girl! [Link]

Her weirdgirl swag is off the charts :) [Link]

Ylfa Propaganda: [Link]

Ylfa turns Little Red Riding Hood into a metaphor for not just puberty but grief and death and the inevitability of loss--of innocence, of childhood, of who you had and who you were. The Wolf is the End of All Things, and Ylfa met Death and Death wanted her to live. She gave up the memory of her grandmother--her namesake, her humanity--and became Death, and she was there to be the end of her grandmother's grandmother's story, because there always has been and always will be a wolf. But in the end, she is just a little girl, and she doesn't have to take this burden. There is a wolf-that-is-not-a-wolf waiting for everyone with a snazzy orange top hat, and there is a strange girl playing cards with witches and kissing a boy who used to be a puppet, and they all lived happily.

Vote Ylfa cause she pulled through when it came to the Riding Hooded Mercenary and I know a worthy opponent when I see one.

#red riding poll #round 3 #little red riding hood #red riding hood #little red cap #red cap #fairytale #folk tales #ylfa snorgelsson #dimension 20 #dimension 20: neverafter #neverafter #d20 #emily axford #dropout #poll tournament #poll bracket #polls #character polls #battle of little girls going through a dark and emotional journey #i feel like most the rest of the survivors in round 3 are more light hearted . except for these 2 #oh and the mechanisms one

[jaskierx]

This is probably gonna be quite incoherent so bear with me lol. I see that your askbox has become a place to rant (and this one isn’t even gonna be about izzy!! But I need to get my thoughts out somewhere!! Sorry in advance!!)

Anyway it’s been a relief to see other people in the fandom whose least favourite episode this season was ep 6. I always felt almost?? Mean for not liking it as much as everyone else seems to?? (and it’s not even that I dislike it!! It’s just my least favourite!) cause I feel like there was just too much going on for a single episode, everything went by too fast.

Anyway this isn’t about that it’s about ep 7 which most people seem to dislike. And I understand where people are coming from when they say that, I didn’t like it very much the first time I saw it! but after rewatching it yesterday for the first time since it aired I actually gained a lot of appreciation for it! I love the start and getting to see Stede and Ed be all domestic together!! (I’m a sucker for that shit) And I actually really love their fight too, just cause it shows us how much Stede understands Ed! He immediately notices that Ed is panicking and he responds so patiently even after being told that Ed thinks their night together was a mistake. Yes they said some hurtful things to each other but somehow I think that’s the least important part of that scene, at least to me. And it annoyed me when people kept painting Stede as the one in the wrong in their fight!! (Imo neither of them were in the wrong but that’s just personal opinion)

Where was I going with this? Basically I feel kinda alone in not liking ep 6 as much as everyone else and I think ep 7 is kinda under appreciated. Ahdgags I hope that made sense I’m terrible at expressing my thoughts towards media.

Screaming in your askbox cause I don’t wanna get too involved in the fandom myself cause it scares me lol. Thanks for posting good takes tho as always :) it helps me feel a little more sane

no i agree, ep6 is definitely one of my least favourite episodes (covered this a bit in my last ask). i didn't HATE it but it seems to do really well in polls about 'which ep is your favourite' and i just. do not vibe with it in the way that a lot of people do

and i agree that ep7 is underrated and i think that's bc it's objectively not a very feelgood episode and even though djenks had confirmed they'd end up together at the end, when it aired i saw loads of people worrying that they wouldn't get a happy ending at the end of s2, which i think has coloured people's perceptions of it

it's not a bad episode. it's a great episode tbh! we get their breakfast in bed (with twine for flourish) and 'hehe we didn't pay' and stede's newfound fame and his earring and zheng being really cool and frenchie and the gang getting their grift on and everybody's new favourite dearly departed side character steak knife (fly high with the angels king)

the argument itself is also really well written and feels so real (which definitely contributes to why so many people felt some kind of way about it) and manages to cover a bunch of irl relationship issues while still feeling right in the context of them being ye olde pirates - it's a beautiful realistic depiction of poor communication between people who love each other but not themselves and it gave me brainworms so i wrote a meta about it

but yeah overall the Main Event in ep7 is stede and ed arguing and ed leaving, so i get why a lot of people dislike it (or at least like it less than the other episodes) given that from ep3 onwards every episode has a big positive edstede moment (mermaid scene in ep3, 'i love everything about you' in ep4, 'you wear fine things well' and their kiss in ep5, being protective of each other and having sex for the first time in ep6, and obvs two beach kisses and 'i love you. i love you' and moving into their inn in ep8) (i nearly cried writing that out if you were wondering whether or not i'm normal about them)

#asks #anon #fuck it i'm gonna start putting these in the main tag bc i am pouring my lil heart out over here #ofmd #lyse.jpg

[umflowers]

🥺🥺🥺 am i the only one that like. prefers the cheaper version of things, in terms of displays of affection, bc they're more spontaneous. jack just showed up home from work with gas station roses for me and i nearly cried bc like yes, that's what i love, this man thinks of making me happy so constantly that he made a pit stop to get something to munch on on the way home and saw flowers and went 'aha, a chance to make wife smile'

#i was having intrusive thoughts of the worst kind and now i'm not and i'm smiling and feeling all sappy and #i just love him so fucking much you guys

[tripthelightfandomtastic]

TELL ME EVERYTHING!!!!

WHAT WAS YOUR FAVE PARTS OF YOUR SHOW!!??

Oh geez where to even begin.

I felt like I was about to get on a roller-coaster the entire time. Crown Lands was the first opener and was absolutely fucking amazing. The lead singer is also the drummer and they have the voice of a siren. Their guitarist was so incredibly talented and they're both so pretty to look at. They sounded like an 70s rock show, very reminiscent of Rush and Led Zeppelin. I have no clue how I've never heard of them before. GO CHECK THEM OUT BECAUSE THEYRE SO FUCKING GOOD!

Durand Jones and the Indications were the second opener. I felt they were kind of an odd pick for a Greta show only because it was very jazzy and slow but the vibe was fun. The lead singer has a voice that is so good and a stage presence that looked so at ease on stage. EVERYONE IN THE BAND CAN SING AND PLAY INSTRUMENTS AND IT WAS SO COOL. The vibe wasn't as hype as Crown Lands, I know Durand Jones and the Indications are the bigger band but I would've swapped their spots just from the way they were setting up the crowd.

When the curtain went up and the song started, it was this slow low bass tone and man, talk about edging. We waited for like 3 minutes for the curtain to come down but holy fuck the moment you hear Danny hit the drums behind the curtain for the first time, my heart slammed so hard in my chest and my jaw was on the floor the whole time. The lights like flash back stage and seeing Danny's shadow, then Jake, Josh and Sam, I felt like I was in a dream, it was so fucking crazy. When it dropped I saw Josh standing there and when I tell you I have never been so excited in my entire life. THEY ARE REAL AND THEY WERE LIKE 20 FEET FROM ME?!

They opened with Built By Nations like I hoped they would and oh my God that opening riff had me nearly in tears of joy I was so happy. They played Black Smoke Rising next and that was so cool to hear an older song on the list. The entire band is so fucking talented and I know we already know that, but they are just as amazing live as they are on the record, if not better.

Josh said he's getting bronchitis and I nearly cried when he smiled and said that being there with us that night he felt 100% because of the love we had for them. The crowd was amazing and they all looked like they were having the time of their lives up there. I had Twin Barricade with a perfect view to Danny, but I couldn't hardly see Sam but when I did, that motherfucker was so beautiful.

Josh did not falter once, not once. His energy is incredibly, he is so stunning and I am hard-pressed to say that he isn't a real angel on earth. His smile was so bright and he was so sweet and told us he loved us so many times.

Jake Kiszka is an actual Rockstar and there is no doubt in my mind that he won't be a legend. He was all over the stage, sometimes I'd look and couldn't find him because he moved to another part of the crowd to interact to. He was so sweaty, I wanted to lick him up. Watching him smile and run around stage and occasionally take center stage was incredible. Also seeing the squat he does was so cool to see live, he is a machine.

Speaking of machines, Daniel Robert Wagner. Holy. Fuck. I want him to hit me like the drums. He was so emotive, singing along to songs, taking shots on stage that Josh would bring him, and that drum solo, wow. The guy next to me in the pit was a drag along with his gf and he was like "this is a long ass drum solo" and I was like "because he's fuckin good!" And later on that guy was rocking out to weight of dreams and that was fun to see, Greta is so infectious. Also Danny went shirtless for the last song and through the encore and that man's body is God like and so are his arms, I was like, "am I Danny girl now?"

Sam Kiszka is a master on the melotron and being able to hear that and feel the bass and drums in my chest made me such a rhythm section girl. I didn't see him much bc of where I stood and that I'm so small, but I could hear him and anytime I glanced his way, I was just taken away by how just utterly stunning that man is. He's very friendly with the crowd too and he just looked like such a darling.

I cried during Light My Love, especially because Josh said, "if you're holding on to anything right now, let it all go." And fuck was I carrying stuff on my shoulders and having a cry in the pit (like cute girl crying not ugly crying) was so freeing.

Seeing Jelvis, Safari Song and Age of Man in one night as well was such a moment I didn't think I was going to get and I am so blessed that they did. Josh's lower register and the twin moment and the melotron wow it was all so incredible, what a set list.

I felt honestly like I was going through a major religious experience. My hands were in the air at all times and swaying and singing every song and the feeling was like nothing I've ever felt before and I think I'm addicted to it now. Weight Of Dreams should be experienced live at least one time in your life. This band is strongest when they're on stage and in front of a crowd. They are electric.

They made me feel so loved even when I know I was definitely not close enough for them to see me, I knew they meant it. Greta Van Fleet is a band with immense talent and are full of an honesty and genuine love for what they do, it's hard not to feel absolutely swept off of your feet by them.

This was my first ever time seeing them before and this will not be my last. 🧡

#did i mention i love greta van fleet? #gvf #greta van fleet #josh kiszka #jake kiszka #danny wagner #sam kiszka #jake gvf #josh gvf #danny gvf #sam gvf #dreams in gold tour

[impala-dreamer]

Can I just say that you're the Queen of anon scenarios? I just read the karaoke Ask and everything from the song choices to the invitees and their quirks was *chef's kiss*.

Please I need to know, how would the night go for a group of SPN characters (however many) if you're all going camping... or glamping for the weekend?

I didn’t want to go. And not because I don’t like camping - I do. I’ve been camping a ton of times and it’s always fun to gather around a fire and yadayada… s’mores and such, but… well, I had a nightmare about a Wendigo chasing me and when I told Cas about it (after he prodded), he informed me that my imagination was way off and the creatures were, in fact, way worse than my nightmare had made them and… OK, I’m tough and all, but ya know, sometimes, nightmares stick with you? Anyway- I was low key scared to go. Also, like, we don’t do relaxing. Vacations aren’t really a thing we do, so I was certain we’d run into a case somewhere between us and the woods. 

I was wrong. 

There was no case. No monsters, no murder. There were s’mores… many, many s’mores and Dean spent most of the night covered in marshmallow that he tried to wipe off on my face bc he’s a child. 

Jack was amazed by everything. I’m talkin’- from setting up the tents to finding sticks for the fire. Sometimes, it’s hard to remember that he’s literally still a child, bc, well, he’s just about as tall as I am, but he really is. Everything is new to him, strange, fun. While collecting wood, we saw an owl, lord- he acted like it was the most amazing thing in the entire world. And, I guess, in that moment, it was. Nature is beautiful and we forget sometimes to appreciate it. Jack helps us remember to breathe and look around occasionally. Bless his heart. 

Sam was pensive, as always, staring into the fire with a finger over his upper lip, brows furrowed like he was trying to solve world hunger. That is, until Eileen poked at him and they went for a walk. I don’t want to say I know what they were up to, but the moon was full, the crickets were chirping something romantic, and they were gone for a good forty-five minutes. Not that I was keeping track. Also, good for them. They’re so cute!

Cas. Castiel, my darling angel, he got into a storytelling mood somehow, and he regailed us with stories of the past. Not, like, the recent past, either. I’m talking- creation level past. He spoke about seeing the stars appear for the first time and how they seemed to glow so brightly against all the black. He talked about the very first steps he took upon Earth, and how strange it has always felt to have feet and feel the ground underneath them, and how we so take for granted the tangible nature of humanity. He went on for a while, and it was nice to sit and listen as the stars danced for us. He also did some tricks with the smoke that made Jack’s face light up so bright I almost cried. It was nice to see him happy. 

I was still freaked out beyond anything, and every time a twig snapped in the darkness, I jumped nearly out of my skin. But, as always, Dean was there to hold my hand and laugh at me, which somehow was more comforting than the handholding. Seeing him smile, truly smile, is something I’ll never get over. He’s so fucking beautiful I just lose my mind when I’m around him. He’s my safe place. 

I’m not gonna get into what happened in the tent with him, but let’s just say, my air mattress now has a hole in it, and while I’m a little annoyed, it was too much fun to really be mad about. 

Camping… was an adventure. I think we might go again… who knows ;)

#thank you so much ackk #i love doing these #ama

[mwapollo]

Hey dude I followed you a few days ago cause I need friends desperately and I decided to flick through your page and I'm sorry but

YOU.

YOU MADE THAT OTHERSIDE THEORY

I'm not kidding that has been on my mind since I read it. I saw it but didn't notice the op and it's so well thought out I nearly cried. The brainrot that followed scarred me for life.

Anyways sorry for rambling and hope to talk to you more in the future! ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

THIS. THIS MELTED MY HEART IMMEDIATELY. I CAN'T EXPRESS HOW GRATEFUL I AM FOR THIS FEEDBACK. i've been so anxious about posting anything without having any friends or mutuals to read it here, but it turned out so well, i am so SO happy rn, thank you so much!! also this is so strange for me to be recognised by this, but it feels SO GOOD, wow!!

adittionally i want to say that this theory does not belong to me only, and it is very important for me to give credit to black cat @bc-jpeg since he is a big part of it too. he is a genius, not only in visual arts but also in theories and logic related stuff, and it wouldn't be possible for me to create anything this cool without him creating it with me or supporting me.

so yeah, we have SO MUCH STUFF we've developed over the past mounths and it is only the top of the iceberg. hopefully these ideas will grow into something beautiful and as touching as the otherside theory turned out to be.

--sorry, i talk a lot sometimes, i hope this is ok :D anyways, THANK YOUUU! looking forward to chatting with you :)

#THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOUUUUUUUU #mwapollo

[urbosas-washboard-abs]

I just finished chapter 3 of Love Letters and nearly cried when I saw it was from 2021 with no chapter 4. I'm in serious story hangover.

Have you considered revisiting them? I'm so curious how your versions of them would navigate the new situations in TOTK. Hope this finds you well!

Ahh thank you for reading 💕 I had some mental health stuff to take care of and have slowly starting to get back into writing, but Totk actually made me revisit love letters just bc I needed to write something cheerful haha

I’ve been more motivated to work on it than I have been in years, but love letters won’t probably ever include totk developments, I wanna keep it happy and sappy, and I don’t really have any sappy sidlink feelings about totk (the only totk fic I’m writing so far is Yona femslash)

I can’t give a timeline but I am actively working on updates to all my sidlink stuff, esp love letters

Thanks again it’s so encouraging to hear the fic’s still being read and enjoyed 💖

[atlabeth]

SPOILERS FOR ST VOL2 UNDER THE CUT 🚨🚨🚨🚨 YOUVE BEEN WARNED

barely any of my friends watch st so i need somewhere to dump all my thoughts bc my brother won’t care

okay so that was a ride

i think it’s funny how literally all the theories i saw on here were wrong

but that being said i also think the direction they took it was kinda anticlimactic?

there were so many parts they had to work with that it kinda felt like no one got the time they deserved

like there were some very well done things obviously. eddie’s guitar solo was killer and max’s sacrifice was the only part where i nearly cried

and the sequence at the end w running up that hill playing and everyone doing their individual parts that was really good too

speaking of max and eddie

how about that huh?

OKAY DONT KILL ME but i wasn’t that affected by eddie’s death, i thought he was a cool character but i didn’t get attached to him at all. i got more sad when dustin was talking to his uncle but i definitely saw it coming. it was really cool that he finally stood his ground but his death was honestly pretty unnecessary, i think the vecna crew would’ve been okay either way. but i know a lot of my moots are eddie stans and for you i mourn 😔😔i’m sorry guys i’m here for u

but max dying ??? like that fuckin got me. yeah she came back but i did not expect for her to actually DIE???? idk how eleven brought her back but i’m thankful for it lol. sadie’s acting was phenomenal

i also thought will and jonathan’s brother chat was well done, i wish they more explicitly said that will was gay and he was into mike but i mean. it was pretty obvious in every scene they were in together lmao

i’m kinda upset at how much they ignored the stuff between robin and nancy in favor of nancy and steve

and the fact that she didn’t even talk to jonathan about what happened w steve?? mans literally said he imagined you in his plans for six kids and you don’t think you should tell your boyf

but okay

i wish there was ronance but i’m happy robin and vickie got a scene together. if robin can’t get nancy i’m cool w vickie

i am kinda disappointed at the ending? like i’m happy that everyone got their reunion together it made my heart all warm but i thought it was gonna be WAY darker

like i thought vecna was gonna totally take over hawkins like completely bring the upside down to the real world. and i think that will happen next season so ig im cool with slow impending doom

i am glad that all my favorite characters are still alive though. nancy robin steve ily❤️

anyways. what a fuckin four hour rollercoaster huh. im running on 3 hours of sleep so im slightly delirious but hopefully this makes sense lmao

and feel free to comment ur thoughts or whatever or leave them in my ask box or just don’t thats cool too

#stranger things spoilers #stranger things 4 spoilers #stranger things volume 2 spoilers #stranger things s4 vol2 spoilers #spoilers #okay i think that’s enough tags to get them all blacklisted lol

[3-lavender]

Tw a lot of stuff like a lot. Sui ideation, anxiety, depression, illness anxiety, ed, and probably more idk

If I were to actually go through with it, who would care and how would people react? I remember when my sister was in high school, a kid who she sat next to but never talked to went through with it. She was sad. She never talked to him but it still affected her. I never saw him and I don’t think I ever knew his name but it made me feel so so sad. Will people I never even talked to care? I’ve thought about it a lot. Nobody knows the extent. How will it affect my family? I know it would change things, a lot. Whenever I think about it, I compare my life to George baileys in its a wonderful life. Looking at the difference he made is amazing. I know I didn’t make nearly anything close to the difference he made but I know I’ve had an effect on people. I have friends and people who I love and who love me. I have family, family who’s already been through losing someone because of it. I have friends who they themselves struggle or have struggled with thoughts of it. My best friend. When we were in middle school, she showed me her journal. In it said, “if I had a gun right now I would kill myself”. I don’t remember the exact words but I remember the feeling. I felt sick and scared for her. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to betray her by telling my mom. So I just told her that I love her and that it’s brave of her to keep living because she said she only hasn’t done it because she’s a coward. She’s still alive and I know she’s still sad in the way she has been, but I love her. I make sure to let her know how much I love her, to let all my friends know.

I smile a lot. And laugh. I am so myself so that others feel comfortable being themselves. I don’t understand. I smile and laugh and get excited and feel so in love with music or my friends but I still want to go through with it. I still think about it daily. I don’t understand how I can genuinely be happy but still want to die. I think it’s because I’m not happy with myself. I’ve hated myself for as long as I can remember. Everything. I’ve hated everything about myself. I remember feeling responsible for everyone’s feelings my entire life. I would think about my dad all alone and I’d cry and I’d spend more time with him. I remember never feeling comfortable talking about my feelings. I don’t know why. I never told my family about my elementary school crushes because I felt ashamed having them and vulnerable. I never cried in front of anyone. Ever. When I was around 3rd grade, I remember being in church and seeing my friend crying out of joy and the strong feeling of jealousy I felt. The jealousy that she was brave enough to express her emotions. I remember 6ish years ago, when I was 11, my dad got a lady pregnant. Adults are bad at hiding things because I found out the gender and that they were giving her up for adoption before he even told me. He told me and my little sister at the same time. I thought, “I can’t make him sad”, so I acted happy, even though in reality, I felt nothing.

Something that weighed down on me my entire life is intrusive thoughts. I’ve had them my whole life I think. I’d scream and run from knives and my brother thought it was bc I was scared of him but it was really because I thought one day I’d grab it and stab somebody. I had awful awful thoughts. I thought it was who I really was. I remember not being able to sleep because of how crowded my mind was with everything. I was terrified of dying in my sleep, I’d becoming evil and hurting someone. So, I’d play sleep music and lay on the couch and make up stories in my head until I fell asleep. Eventually, I learned what intrusive thoughts and learned how to ignore them. I still struggle occasionally but not nearly to the extent I struggled when I was too young to understand. I also thought I had cancer from literally the ages of like 8 to 15. I’m lowkey a hypochondriac. That was a big reason I couldn’t sleep as well.

So, I hated myself because I thought I was evil and responsible for everyone’s feelings, but I also hated how I looked. I saw my third grade yearbook photo and cried bc I thought I was fat. I refused to Look at pictures of myself bc they just made me blank out and cry. As I got older I just hated myself more and more.

Looking back, it suprises me how suicidal I am when back when I was a kid, the pain was so much sharper. Now, I just feel tired.

I’m so so tired. I sleep constantly. I don’t really like doing anything anymore. At work, if I make a single mistake, I tear myself down and I try to stop the spiraling but it goes out of my control very quickly. When I’m home, I have no motivation, when I’m anywhere even. I feel numb and confused. I think about death a lot

I have ways I’d do it. I know I’d play a certain song and drive out in the country roads. I’d go at night. I’d write letters. I’d call the cops so that nobody unsuspecting could find me and my family wouldn’t think I was missing. I don’t have a specific way of actually doing it.

#big tw

[psychoticwillgraham]

yknow if I go to that con at the end of august, im rlly wanting to do a full drag makeup version cosplay of both will graham and Constantine (and hopefully I’ll be blonde by then too so I won’t have to wear my shitty wig for him) just bc I can. well I’ll have to pick only one bc I’ll only be there for one day (Saturday bc said friend who’s maybe taking me works Friday and by the time I’m picked up and we get back to his house registration at the door will be closed for the day and it wouldn’t be worth it anyway) and the contouring is different for both of them (I think?? I rlly have to study their faces lol) as is the amount of facial hair, so yeah hmm 🤔

more ppl would know constantine, but I think more ppl would be happy/excited to see a will cosplayer so long after the show’s been over bc I’ve done cosplays like that before of different characters and ppl have cried and hugged me and told me that the one I was cosplaying was their fave/comfort character and that they never saw anyone cosplaying them anymore so when they do, they get emotional. I just wanna make someone’s day yknow? like they could be upset or just having a bad day or they’re nervous and they see me (cosplaying a character from a long finished series that happens to be their comfort character), and they feel a bit better or it might make their day. I know that’s happened to me before especially when I was at a small ish con back when I was like 20 and I saw two geneco nurse cosplayers and I freaked the fuck out bc repo the genetic opera cosplayers?? in this part of missouri?? and it completely made my whole weekend. or the time I saw an old gregg cosplayer and I nearly combusted bc another Midwest mighty boosh fan!! who also cosplays from the show (I cosplay as Vince) so yeah I’ll do will lol

#need to order the right glasses tho but that requires getting my exact prescription #so I have almost exactly a month to do that and recreate one of his many…. Questionably fashionable outfits

[doebt]

also this was my big purchase lol

#thank u target toys section #my sister actually got it for me bc i am broke #but i saw and and nearly cried bc it made me so happy #little ferret... w little food... #and i named him fert #deer.txt

[azucarian]

okokok but can we see toman,izana and kakuchou reaction to wakasa and their big sis(reader) getting married

I think I got what you were saying but I put them into 2 different mini hcs - one with Toman's big sis, and the other with 'Zana and Kaku's big sis~ Check the masterlist for other posts about this series!

Here comes the bride - but not all of her little brothers seem very happy with her choice in husband

Characters - All of Toman, Izana Kurokawa, Kakuchou Hitto (ft. Haitani Brothers, Wakasa Imaushi)

FEMALE READER

Masterlist

TOMAN BOYS

✰ to start - the moment they accidentally found out you were dating the older haitani brother, they flipped the fuck out and literally went to go kick his ass

✰ tbh you knew the only ones who stood a relative chance against ran and rindou, who would definitely fight as a unit, would be mikey and draken

✰ you manage to convince them to calm down and spoke to them calmly - “i love ran a lot and i understand you guys may have issues with him, but please don’t let that force me to pick and choose”

✰ after that, they decided passive aggressiveness was their new collective strategy

✰ also, for anyone curious to how they found out - they found you both on a date (with rindou third wheeling, ofc) hand-in-hand, ngl baji thought you were being kidnapped and nearly fucking drop kicked the siblings

✰ you and ran had dated for nearly 5 years before he proposed (for reference: you would be 24 and ran would be 23) and you said yes with so much enthusiasm that not even the ever-grumpy mikey could tell you it was a bad idea

✰ you had the 100% support from baji, chifuyu, takemichi, mitsuya, angry and hakkai (alongside yuzuha, emma and hinata)

✰ you had the reluctant support of draken and pah-chin, but as long as you were happy they wouldn’t interfere

✰ HOWEVER!!! mikey and smiley are so against it, it’s ridiculous - they’ve tried and failed on multiple occasions to follow ran around and get some dirty secret from him

✰ the best they got was a mug-shot of ran spilling food into his lap - and you just laughed and called it cute

✰ CUTE!? they wanted to bitch slap you

✰ mitsuya made your wedding dress and ran’s suit - it was his first big commission, and you wanted your wedding to be the first

✰ he totally didn’t cry at your supporting his fashion designing dream, nopey

✰ rindou is obviously the best man, stfu - literally you do not let a single one of your brothers try and say otherwise

✰ but yes rindou, for once, it very geuinely happy - and, as a result, people like mitsuya and draken feel more inclined to approach him

✰ BAJI, CHIFUYU AND TAKEMICHI OFFER TO BE THE FLOWER BOYS!!! well, more like baji offered and forced his best friend and his best friends best friend to join (my brain hurt writing that LMAO) if kazutora shows up too, he joins in for the lols

✰ obv emma, hinata and yuzuha are the prettiest bridesmaids ever <33

✰pah and peh are stuffing their faces with food, and lowkey hakkai would have an eating competition with them and win (also, pochi - pah’s dog - is invited and has his own little suit)

✰ peke j is invited too - he’s on one of those little cat harnesses tho

✰ you pick angry as your ‘maid of honour’ (although you keep calling it ‘man of honour’ bc every time smiley called him the maid he lowkey nearly cried)

✰ draken walks you down the aisle - no one protests (except mikey)

✰ you purposefully have your flower boys throw doriyaki at mikey to make him cheer up (it works)

✰ they're all silent as you come down the aisle - and in that moment, each of the boys approve of ran

✰ why, you may be wondering? because the absolute love that filled his eyes as soon as he saw you was enough to tell them that he loves you

✰ they'll... try and be nicer to him >:((

IZANA AND KAKUCHOU

✰ as i previously stated, they literally hate wakasa so much - and they make it so apparent that even wakasa's like "oh, okay, i'm sorry if i offended you"

✰ LIKE SIR?? OF COURSE YOU DID, they're protective and hella possessive of their big sister and YOU'RE TAKING UP HER FREE TIME

✰ tbh it's mainly izana who is hostile as hell, kakuchou is polite (doesn't mean he goes out of his way to be nice though)

✰ whenever mikey's invited over, it's the only time wakasa feels remotely welcomed into your home - the blonde boy is really sweet to him because of his connection to shinichiro

✰ also yes, wakasa became your fiancé only a year after you two started dating - no one really judged the decision either because you two had known each other for years anyways and, more importantly to his and your families, wakasa was nearly in his 30's and still unmarried

✰ izana?? officially ticked off - weddings take a lot of time and planning, which meant less time spent with him

✰ pouty boy - he won't stop until he has your undivided attention LMAOO

✰ kakuchou helps you find dresses and suggests asking mikey's friend, mitsuya, to make you a dress

✰ you let izana design it - and he makes it so pretty, it has to be pretty like you!!!

✰ wakasa, to everyone's surprise, asks izana to be the best man - and that's when izana softens up a little bit and starts to like the man

✰ "(name)'s your big sister and i can't think of anyone better for the role. be my best man, please?" and you were just sat there with a pouty kakuchou like, oh my god they're bonding

✰ as a result of izana being wakasa's best man, you made kakuchou the male equivalent of the maid of honour

✰ the wedding was amazing and, during the toasts, izana stood up to make a speech (a little reluctantly) with kakuchou right beside him for moral support

✰ "although i don't really like you, i know my sister loves you a lot - so i guess i'll tolerate you. look after my sister, or you're dead."

✰ kakuchou would interject quickly with a "what he means is, welcome to the family"

✰ you're laughing so much and wakasa is lowkey threatened by your crazy brothers

#takemichi hanagaki #ken ryuuguji #tokyo revengers #tokyorev x reader #mikey #tokyo manji gang #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev #draken #hinata tachibana #emma sano #baji keisuke #chifuyu matsuno #souya kawata #nahoya kawata #takashi mitsuya #hakkai shiba #yuzuha shiba #izana kurokawa #kakuchou hitto #ran haitani #rindou haitani #wakasa imaushi