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obitohno · 2 years

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pillow talk [SAMPLE] | hanma x reader

synopsis: after vowing to loathe hanma for as long as you live, you somehow end up tangled in his bedsheets

themes: fem! reader, nsfw, 18+, enemies to lovers, one night stand, the morning after, unrequited love

a/n: please not that this is a sample. i’m currently writing a new one shot for hanma, bc i’m a huge sucker for the enemies-to-lovers troupe n i feel like it was made for hanma. idk what the word count is bc i’ve been writing this on my phone, n i’m yet to transfer it to my laptop, but here is a sample of what i’ve written so far. i’m really excited to finish this, it’s just taking me longer bc my new job is draining me so much rn :/ n bc i also pls for this to (potentially) be longer than my other fics. hopefully i’ll be able to finish it over the weekend, but! pls tell me what you think, via comments or dms, bc i’d really like some feedback as to whether people would like to read more.

update: i’ve now completed this story. you can now read the finished version here.

likes, reblogs, follows and feedback are appreciated ~

there are many emotions that you can associate with each time the fates decide to test your misfortunate knack of bumping into hanma shuji, but happiness isn’t one of them. and unfortunately for you, today is yet another of those days.

you’ve never been able to pinpoint the exact reason why the mere sight of his face is enough to irate you, nor are you able to explain why just an utterance of his name influences the instinctive reflex to roll your eyes before you’re able to stop it from happening. most of the time, you like to think of yourself as the better person, but there comes a time when one must simply accept that they are not above disliking someone enough to sneak into the office kitchen to swap the salt with the sugar just to see their arch nemesis grimace into their morning cup of coffee during the weekly team meeting. and there must also come a time when one will be humbled, embarrassed, or suffer at the hands of karma, no matter how much it may sacrifice the reputation of your own ego. or his, for that matter.

and today is that day.

you don’t notice anything unusual when you first wake, refusing to open your eyes when you regain enough wit about yourself to recognise the heat of this morning’s sun burning into your right cheek. your left is pressed into the pillow beneath your head, your limbs splayed in all directions under the bedsheets. you can feel a tendril of hair tickling your forehead with each upward breath that is puffed from between your lips, which, with one flick of your tongue, feel dry due to lack of hydration. it is with this discomfort that your eyes finally blink open with great effort, lids drooping with exhaustion. for a long, blissful moment, you’re not conscious enough to recognise that this, in fact, is not your bed. nor is it your bedroom, either.

that long, blissful moment continues as you move to stifle a yawn with the back of your hand, eyes blinking to regain some sort of coherency. only then, do you realise that your prone form is tangled in a mess of grey, silken bedsheets that do not belong to you. instantly, your spine stiffens, rigid with the brief flicker of anxiousness that has rendered you frozen. this pause stretches for far longer than what is probably deemed necessary, and before you take a proper look around you, you’re throwing the sheets back and stumbling from the ridiculously comfortable mattress, almost tripping over your own feet in your panic. there’s a bedside table that looks to be carved from an expensive oak—the sight of which makes your nose turn up—but nonetheless, it is what you reach out for when your ankle rolls painfully and you stifle a yelp by pushing your top row of teeth into the plush cushioning of your bottom lip. only, it seems that it’s unnecessary for you to catch your balance on the bedside table, but at that exact moment, the other occupant of the room reaches out and curls their fingers around your wrist in order to steady your balance.

this time, you do scream; a stressed noise that even makes you wince, and you yank your wrist free whilst simultaneously losing said balance and landing hard on the ground. the impact forces a shocked grunt from your mouth, but you’re not focused on that, because you’ve now realised that you’ve awoken—as naked as the day you were born—in the bed of someone you do not know.

except, the fates decide to prove you wrong, because the stranger breaks the silence, speaking in a low baritone that has served nothing but to aggravate you in every single possible way for the past decade.

‘what you doin’ down there?’

and then, a shock of dark hair—mixed with bleached strands of golden-yellow—appears within your line of sight as he peers over the edge of the mattress to eye your sprawled form on the floor. heavily lidded eyes dance across your naked skin, but you’re too busy gawking at him in horror to recognise the flicker of arousal that passes over his features. when your jaw finally has the mind to stop hanging open, it snaps shut and your brows lower, pulling together as you glower up at him, thrusting an accusatory index finger in his face.

‘you!’

and he, in typical hanma fashion, smirks. mockingly, he raises his own hand to point at his own bare chest, his other palm occupied by the weight of his head as he leans on it, appearing very comfortable with looking down at you. ‘me?’ he drawls, smirk widening when you finally recognise that you’re not wearing any clothes, and you rush to sit up, hands scrambling to grip the bedsheets and yank them from the bed in a desperate attempt to hide your nakedness from his greedy eyes. in doing so, though, you’d failed to think of the possibility that he’d be just as naked as you are, and your cheeks are lit aflame upon the sight of his cock, semi-hard against the crook of his thigh, nestled amongst a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. he isn’t nearly as embarrassed as you are—in fact, he only seems to be amused at your current predicament—and he simply lazes across the bare mattress, the corners of his eyes stretching slightly as he grins wide enough to bare his teeth at you. the sight makes your stomach twist with something that isn’t quite like disgust, but you promptly ignore it in favour of glaring at his stupid, smug face instead.

‘y-you!’ you splutter again, recognising the burning feeling of anger quickly settling in the centre of your chest. your voice is shrill as you demand, ‘what the hell are you doing here!?’

he looks at you pointedly, a single, black eyebrow quirking up toward his hairline, ‘i live here?’

you have nothing to say to that, so instead, you redirect your anger toward the very obvious elephant in the room—how in the hells did you end up in his room? his bed? when you voice these questions aloud, you watch his eyebrows pinch together in what you can only describe as thinly veiled annoyance.

‘what? you don’t remember?’

he sounds angrier than you’d expected, but it only fuels your own irritation, an emotion that isn’t foreign to you, especially when it concerns him. ‘obviously not,’ you snap at him, eyes wandering over the expanse of his thighs, all the way down to his ankles. you follow the lines and curves of his muscles as he pushes himself upright, eyes narrowing down at you.

it’s no secret that the two of you don’t get along. you’d immediately taken to disliking him when you first met as teenagers, and it appeared that he’d felt the same. then, you’d graduated from university, and you had made the mistake of thinking that you had finally escaped from seeing his insufferable face every damned day, only to have the misfortune of accepting a secretarial role at one of the largest law firms in the country, and being introduced to the senior partner, hanma-fucking-shuji, on the very first day. and, much like in his teenage years, hanma had made sure to live up to his infuriating nickname—the reaper—and has continued to make your life a living hell ever since.

[SAMPLE: end] please let me know what you think!

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faffreux · 1 year

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shxtodxroki · 9 days

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Match-Up Exchange

This is a Haikyuu match-up exchange done for @mysterystarz for a match-up exchange we arranged! Hi hi Nova! Doing this exchange with you was a lot of fun, and I noticed from your info we have quite a bit in common (for example French music! I’ll probably DM you to ask for recs at some point since I took French for several years and really liked a lot of the music we heard lol) and you seem like a really nice person, so I hope you enjoy the match-up I gave you and that we can keep in contact after this :> I worked really hard to make this nice and I'm lowkey a little nervous to post it after how cute yours was lol so I really hope you enjoy it! (Also apologies for any typos, I only briefly proofread this before posting so I hope I caught them all!)

I’d Match You With:

Keiji Akaashi! :)

Reasoning:

While I was reading your description I initially had a few people in mind, but as I learned more about you and especially the things you look for in a partner, he’s definitely the one that stood out the most to me. Akaashi would be able to be pretty much the perfect partner for you based on your needs, and I think he’d admire and respect you a whole lot as well because you have so many traits he looks for in a partner as well.

He thinks you're so intelligent, both in terms of like, book-smarts and also emotionally, and he also finds you so beautiful and just a wonderful person to be around. The two of you fit together like puzzle pieces and your relationship would genuinely be so loving and healthy, the perfect model of a communicative, sturdy relationship and he loves not only how secure your relationship is, but also the way you still make him feel butterflies even after you’ve been together for so long <3

Headcanons About Your Relationship:

- First of all, Keiji definitely respects how you need some time to yourself, in fact he thinks it’s a good practice and tries to do the same for himself. He’s more on the introverted side, so getting that time to recharge, enjoy some of his hobbies, and just think about what he plans to do in the future allows him to be a much better, more present and attentive partner to you when you are together. He really respects that you know yourself and your needs so well, and is happy to give you some time to yourself whenever you need it

- If you want soft, content love, Akaashi’s also definitely the man for you. Seeing you wake up with bedhead not only makes him giggle but he’ll either run his hands through it to tame it or sometimes even playfully ruffle it a bit depending on how he’s feeling, and he’s also the kind of boyfriend who makes you lunch and writes a sweet, unique note in it every single day no matter what <3 He’s also always taking your hand in his and rubbing his thumb over your knuckles or bringing them up to his mouth for a kiss, or helping you to bed when you've had a long day and passed out on the couch waiting for him to come home as he tucks you in and snuggles up to you with a kiss on the forehead <3 Your guys’ relationship is so soft and domestic it’s absolutely adorable

- And he definitely plans the cutest, sweetest dates for the two of you. Sometimes he gets ideas online and fits them in with your interests, like the time he took you to a cozy little bookstore and you each got to pick out a new book for each other (except he ended up getting you a whole series, he wanted to spoil you a bit </3) and then you walk to a nearby cafe and get drinks and pastries while you each enjoy the book the other got you :> Or the time he set up a date night where you each start a painting and swap every few minutes to create art together <3 He loves doing things together and is definitely the type to hang one of the finished paintings on his wall so he can look at it and be reminded of what a fun date that was and of how much he loves watching you paint and getting to make something with you

- Keiji’s also a very good communicator. He’s the type to never raise his voice at you no matter how upset he is, he doesn’t find it productive or helpful at all and it only hurts you (and honestly, he just doesn’t like yelling at all) so he never does it. He tries his best to always resolve issues before going to bed, and whenever he’s upset, he won’t hide it but will bring it up in a gentle way. When you come to him with issues, he does his best to listen without getting defensive and apologizes when necessary, and because of how well you both communicate with each other and how you both prioritize each other’s feelings even during disagreements, you rarely ever have serious arguments and are constantly bettering yourselves and your relationship together

- He’s also so, so good at comforting you <3 He knows it can be hard to tell even those you’re closest with when you’re feeling anxious or just having a rough day, so over time he’s learned some of the biggest signs and tells of your anxiety worsening so he can comfort you without you needing to explicitly ask him to. He always starts by making you a nice warm cup of tea and putting a nice, clean set of the softest sheets you own on the bed, and then he invites you to join him and lay in his arms in bed, though he doesn’t push if you say no. If you let him he rubs your back or rubs his hands gently up and down your arms, listening if you want to vent or tell him about how you’re feeling and reassuring you with such kind, loving words it makes your heart melt. He never gets tired or annoyed of reassuring you, he loves you and is more than willing to make sure you know that all the time

- And when he knows you’re going through a rough patch mentally, he likes making you little self-care packs filled with some of your favorite things. He keeps a list of specific things he knows you enjoy in his phone, like specific scents you mention liking a lot, so when you’re having a tough week you’ll come home one day and find a basket sitting on your bed filled with a new squishmallow, some cozy, fuzzy socks with cute patterns on them, your favorite brand of tea packets, a lotion/perfume duo in your favorite scent, some new lip balm, a few sweet snacks he knows are your favorite, a brand new mug or a new book, and his hoodie tucked beneath it all along with a note detailing all of the many, many things he loves about you <3

- He also really, truly appreciates how perceptive, and empathetic, and comforting you can be when he’s going through a hard time. He’s not always one who’s quick to speak up when he’s feeling down or going through something, so having a partner like you who knows him so well that you catch his troubles before he tells you about him is such a relief to him, and your comfort and emotional support during these times is the one thing that keeps him going when he feels like he can’t share that part of himself with anyone else <3 He’s careful to never take for granted your kindness and support or abuse your gentle side in any way, but he’s truly thankful for the way you open him up to receiving kindness and support

- On a lighter note, I think Akaashi is definitely the kind of boyfriend who’s willing to deal with bugs for you :> He usually prefers to take them outside if he can rather than killing them, but they literally don’t phase him at all so when he hears you shrieking across the house about a bug you found he just lets out a soft chuckle before grabbing some paper and a cup and getting up to take care of it for you <3

- He love love loves listening to your rambles too, he thinks one of your most endearing habits is how you love to share all the things you learn with him even when it’s about totally random things like the effects of glucose :) And he IS genuinely listening I promise, he actively engages in the conversation and adds stuff if it’s something he knows about because he loves being able to go back and forth with you and give you a chance to share all of the knowledge you collect (and be able to share his as well when he has the opportunity!)

- Also he definitely thinks you’re so so pretty, and he tells you this very frequently. He thinks your glasses look absolutely adorable on you, and he’s particularly fond of the beauty mark beneath your eye and your dimples :> They’re prime kissing points for him, he’s constantly absentmindedly leaning in and kissing you in one of these spots because he just finds them so unique and pretty and does it without even thinking most times

- He also really like participating in more of your active hobbies with you! Biking and hiking are both things he finds super interesting and help him get his work-outs in during volleyball season, so he loves going out with you and even sometimes brings stuff along so that once the two of you have finished your hike, you can have a cute little picnic at your final destination with some of your favorite homemade foods and treats <3

- Bonus: This is short but honestly I just think he'd really vibe with your music tastes and would listen to a lot of the same artists you do (I get the feeling he'd be a Lana fan in particular personally) so he loves sharing playlists with you since you two already listen to so much of the same music!)

Second Choice:

I very, VERY seriously considered matching you with Daichi, and he was actually my initial thought when I read about the things you’d like in a partner in particular (since he has a lot of those same qualities as Akaashi, where he’s the level-headed, gentle kind of person and a great communicator as well). However, you mentioning your interest in academics and reading and wanting someone you could learn from him and vice/versa was when Akaashi came to my mind and eventually won out since I definitely feel like he’d be more interested in those kinds of things, though I think Daichi would be a good choice too :>

Song For Your Relationship:

You Are In Love by Taylor Swift <3

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darklydeliciousdesires · 11 months

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The Dream - Chapter Nineteen.

Woah... So this chapter got away from me a little in the word count, a nice, long update to finish the week off with for you all, besties! Thank you so much to my usual little group who so tirelessly comment and reblog, you are beautiful people. Big love :)

Previous chapters - Prologue One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen Fourteen Fifteen Sixteen Seventeen Eighteen

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Words - 3,852

Warnings - 18+ content throughout, minors DNI!

“Oh man, I got the whole team assembled here!” Angel exclaimed, a week on from Keri’s visit to him, arriving in Provo to have four girls all run at him. “How y’all doing?” He greeted Rachel, Frankie and Jaime with a kiss, reserving the hugest one for Keri, looking up to notice a middle-aged man eyeing the scene with curiosity. “Yeah, dude. All four of ‘em. All mine. I’m fucking exhausted!”

He had them in hysterics, the man just shaking his head as he laughed and carried on, Angel and his little female entourage leaving the airport, all ready to drive right on up to the slopes for a day of snowboarding. He’d managed to get an early Friday morning flight, so they arrived at just gone 8am, everywhere still pretty quiet.

“Easy with those,” Keri advised, Angel diving right into a bag of his favourite chocolates, all the misshapes from the store that the staff got for less than half price. “That’s my last bag now I’ve left.”

“Oh, you actually did it?” he exclaimed through a mouthful of dark chocolate covered cinder toffee, referring to the fact Keri had revealed she was strongly considering quitting her part-time job at the chocolatier. “I thought you were only contemplating it last week.”

“I was,” she hummed, tying her boots on a little tighter, Angel wrapping up the chocolates again and placing them back into the front of her car. “But it made sense with all the work I have on, especially since wanting to keep my weekends free to see you means I’d have to indefinitely swap all my shifts to weeknight ones. Plus, I’d have been leaving anyway in just over a month when I finish up at college.”

“Yeah, that makes sense. And hey, if you need anything, cash wise? I gotchu, mamas,” he vouched, closing the car door and kissing her forehead.

“Angel, I don’t want to mooch off of you, it’s fine,” she protested lightly, although she did think it very sweet of him to offer.

“I will!” Rachel called after overhearing. “I’ll mooch!”

“Oh, you will, huh?” Angel laughed. “And what do I get in return huh, red?”

She smiled sultrily, beginning to undo her jacket, Angel’s eyebrows rising as she grabbed either side, about to reveal her cleavage before swiftly shutting it again. “Nah, not today!”

“Rachel, you have no commitment!” Frankie shouted, striding around and quickly checking her surroundings for other people before unzipping her jacket, grabbing her sweater, and promptly flashing Angel.

“Woah, pierced nipple titties, and it ain’t even 9am yet. Happy Friday to me!” he laughed, Frankie grinning as she adjusted her clothes again, the three girls shrieking with laughter at her antics.

“And you have no shame!” Jaime cried, shaking her head.

“Doesn’t matter!” Frankie chirped. “I’m gay, it doesn’t count!”

“Yeah, but I ain’t,” Angel grinned, snapping his teeth at her. Keri was in hysterics, even more so when Frankie held out her hand towards him.

“Bitch better have my money!”

He fished around in his pocket, pulling out a one-dollar bill. “You got change for that?”

She was aghast. “You sir, are rude! I’m so tripping you up for that.”

He shrugged, giving her a playful shove on his way past, heading over to the hire shop. “Y’all gotta catch me first.” She ran at him, jumping up onto his back, Angel hauling her up properly and continuing, carrying her into the shop with him, Keri beaming as she locked her car. She utterly adored how well he got along with her friends. She witnessed it all the more after four hours of snowboard hurtling, stopping for a few drinks at the bar.

“It’s gon’ hurt like fuck, Rach,” Angel warned, Rachel showing him the design she’d drawn for a tattoo she was planning, clusters of flowers with bumblebees and butterflies all around. “As soon as it hits your spine, trust me, y’all feel like screaming. I did.”

“Which one was worst for you?” Jaime began, who apart from Angel was the only other tattooed person at the table. “Spine or elbow?”

He snorted, shuddering. “I’d take spine over elbow a thousand times over. Elbow is straight devil bullshit.”

“Right, because it goes over that little nerve between the bones...” she began, her eyes widening as she pointed to her Shiva tattoo that extended over the entire area.

“And you feel like death would be better, right?” he interrupted with, Jaime in heavy agreement. “I fucking suck at getting tattooed, makes me miserable. That’s why none of mine really connect. I wanted full sleeves, but fuck that. Forearms and chest were the only ones that didn’t really bother me.”

“Right?” he confirmed, turning back to Rachel. “You found anyone to do that for you yet? Because if not, one of our guys in the club does fuckin’ badass colour stuff. Hang on, lemme find some of his work.” Grabbing his phone, he looked through to find Hank’s tattoo Instagram, leaning to kiss Keri as he did, resting his hand her leg so she didn’t feel left out of the conversation, being a person without tattoos and also no plans to have any. “Here.”

Rachel scrolled for all of ten seconds. “Okay, what’s his hourly rate?”

“Two hundred, but I could probably swing you a little discount. Just know that getting tattooed with a bunch of outlaws loitering ain’t gonna be the best first experience, though. If you cry, you’ll likely get razzed for it. Hank’s great, though. He’ll be patient with you regardless, he’s a kind dude.”

Keri snorted softly. “Someone’ll need to put a gag on Coco.” How well she knew him after only spending a short time in his company. “Perhaps not solely in the interests of keeping him quiet either.” Oh yes. She truly did.

Her statement had Angel laughing immediately. “Yeah, mamas. Can’t say he wouldn’t enjoy that, though. Mind you, if there’s anyone we gotta tie down, it’ll be Gilly. That man and redheads.” He let out a long, low whistle, turning to Rachel, who was nothing but curious in expression. Keri noticed, taking out her phone and flicking through her camera roll of all the pictures she’d taken during her stay in Santo Padre, handing it over to her friend. “That’s him.”

The noise that came from her mouth as she took Keri’s phone had Frankie snorting into her beer, blowing foam all over herself. “Is he a hottie, Rach?” she teased, the whole table entertained at the way her face continued to contort.

“Hnnghmmmhmmmlahmng.”

“I think that means she wants to bang him,” Keri whispered.

“Yeah I got that, dulce,” Angel replied, turning to kiss her head as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “So, you’re likely getting more than tattoo needles stuck in you when you come down, then?”

“Yes,” she finally confirmed, after a few more unintelligible noises. “Oh, that man could go to town on my lady junk for as long as he fucking wanted to. Turn me inside out and back again, I don’t care. Damn.”

Angel was in mild hysterics, grasping Rachel’s hand and giving it an emphatic squeeze and soft thump against the table. “I think somebody gon’ be damned popular with the big guy.” He then told her that he’d work something out with Hank for her tattoo during the time she’d be in Santo Padre, since earlier that week Keri had mentioned that she and her friends planned to head down there once their final semester was over, asking if he minded having an extra couple of houseguests.

Speaking of a woman being turned inside out and back again, that was exactly his plan a few hours later, once he’d checked into the hotel a block away from Frankie’s apartment. He’d politely refused hers and Jaime’s offer of staying with them, on account of the fact that, as he’d stated, ‘I’ve missed my girl, and I don’t plan on showing her that quietly.’ He didn’t, either.

“You missed me, my pretty little honey?” he panted, plunging into her from behind, the bed shaking, Keri reaching to grip the headboard as she cried out. “Yeah, you missed that big dick, huh?”

A blaze of nirvana burned through her as he assailed her soaking walls with long, hard strokes, his hand pounding off her butt, the sting prickling her skin. “Oh fuck, I really did. Harder, baby. Please, fucking ruin me.” she panted. He didn’t need to be asked twice, the surge in him like a live wire, the sound of their flesh smacking together filling the air, Keri wailing, his hand weaving through her hair and slowly tugging until he had her head pulled back, grinning at how she thrived on it.

“Yeah, my lil’ baby likes it when I’m rough, don’t she?” And god, how she did. How she thrived on the rapid delivery of his cock as it cut through the soaking squeeze of her hot cunt, pleasure throbbing through her as she shattered around him, like the ice upon a frozen lake cracking, her nerves in utter symphony as he slowed a little, tongue swiping a long lick up her spine.

She took that moment of calm within the storm of their sex to pull away from him, a smouldering look making his insides burn as she turned to him, her mouth pressing kisses against his sweaty chest. “Get on your back.”

He smirked, lifting his chin. “Oh, you gonna make me, mamacita?” A hand clasped at his neck a second later, Keri fixing him with stare of smoky allure, licking her lip, a seductive sweep that had his nerves bouncing.

“I am,” she purred, pushing until he moved, climbing astride him. “That’s it. Mmm, down boy.” Fire shot through him, the sensuality of the moment, his groan all grit and salt as she sank down on him, her tongue dragging a hot lick over his nipple, closing in a soft bite.

In their dreams, she’d once told him that she enjoyed that he brought out the bad girl in her. The live action version of that was utterly mind-blowing, Angel never being particularly yielding to anyone else, yet thriving when Keri did it to him, quite happily letting her pin him down by his neck, her fingers gently squeezing as she rode the hell out of his cock.

What felt even greater was knowing that she now felt comfortable enough with him to be that person in reality, which if he was honest, was probably the bigger turn on for him. Only just, though, being pinned there as she rode him, sparks skittering up his spine as he felt himself wind tighter, the coil snapping within him as he came hard, flooding her with thick ropes of cum before she collapsed down on top of him.

“Fuck...” he panted, stroking her back as she laid kisses against his neck. “Can we do that all over again before we gotta think about going out?”

Looking down at him, she planted a soft kiss upon his lips, moaning softly at the feel of his cock still twitching inside of her. “Oh, we’d better be. I think I want a little nap, but after that I’m going to take a shower, one I don’t plan on being alone for.”

An hour of sleep, an early room service dinner and twenty minutes of very hot fun in the shower later and Angel was sitting on the bed, watching Keri finish getting ready. Frankie and Jaime were having a small party, so of course they were heading there rather than going out alone.

Keri was coating her eyelashes in a second coat of mascara when she caught him staring out of the corner of her eye. “What?”

“Nothing,” he smiled, “I just love you, is all. I know it’s only been a month, but you’re so fucking incredible, and you make me really happy, querida.”

Her heart thrummed with the buzz such words evoked. “And I love you, too. We began so unbelievably, and I know it’s only early days, but we have so much to look forward to, don’t we? I can’t wait.” Her smile lit up her entire face, finishing putting her makeup on before dressing in a simple ensemble of a grey cropped top, a long black skirt and black boots, putting in her large hoop earrings and pulling on her jacket before they left.

“Oh, just to warn you, Aaron will be there tonight,” she told him as they left the hotel, Angel taking her hand in his.

“I don’t care,” he shrugged, noting her mildly affronted facial expression and adjusting his attitude a little. “Look, what I mean is that if he don’t like me, then it’s his problem. I ain’t gonna be frosty with him, but if he doesn’t like me then he’s entitled not to, and I’m not gonna change his mind.”

As it turned out, Aaron was the one to answer the door to them, greeting Keri with his usual warmth and banter, Angel receiving a nod of acknowledgement, but nothing more. Ash, however, made up for it.

“My dude!” he yelled from across the apartment, jumping the coffee table and arriving to give him a big hug. “Keri, I’m stealing your man!”

Angel turned to give her a quick kiss before Ash engaged him in conversation, Aaron pushing his glasses up his nose with a sour look on his face. Of course, she noticed.

“Hey.” Grabbing his forearms gently, she steered him to face her. “Look, he knows you don’t like him, and he even said he won’t try to change your mind, but he has no issue with you. Please, for me, will you just try to get along with him? I get that you think he’s a dangerous guy, and if I’m honest with myself then yes, I have to admit that he is. He’s into things I don’t necessarily condone, but that’s not every facet of him. Do you really think the others would like him as much if he was really just as bad to the bone as you sum him up to be?”

He looked uncomfortable to have been approached so directly about it, Aaron often not particularly enjoying when his own tactics were turned back on him. He had a habit of being the one who domineered the conversation. “I can’t be fake, Keri. Listen, I’ll be cordial with your boyfriend, but I still stand firm on the fact I don’t think he’s good for you. I can’t help but worry that something bad will happen to you because of you being with him.”

She sighed, nodding as she released the gentle grip on his arms. “Alright.” Cordial was all she could hope for, fixing a smile back on her face as she greeted Sam and Meredith, two of Frankie and Jaime’s friends who the latter knew from work, pouring herself a drink and chattering with them for a while before moving around to be social, eventually sliding into place back at her boyfriend’s side.

They flitted to and from one another for the rest of the night, Frankie stealing him halfway through to go and buy weed with her (‘the guy scares me, I want some literal muscle with me!’ as she worded it) before she, Angel and Jaime went out onto the fire escape to smoke it, where the party had spilled over, a few other of the younger tenants from the apartments out being social, bringing their own beers out, people blending and getting to know one another.

Not everyone was quite so magnanimous, though.

“Who’s that guy in the kitchen getting into Jaime’s gin?” Keri asked, watching a guy literally upending the bottle into his mouth. She didn’t recognise him, and certainly even if he was a friend, basic etiquette dictated that you do not knock back someone else’s booze, of which he’d pulled from a cupboard, no less, drinking as if it was water. It was her Sakurao, a Japanese gin which she tended to keep back just for her and Frankie on account of the price tag.

“I dunno, K,” Ash mused, scratching his hair as he wobbled slightly. “I haven’t ever seen him before.”

She frowned, walking into the kitchen, Ash following. “Hey, excuse me? That’s Jaime’s gin, and it costs a fortune. Did she say you could have some?”

The guy paused, scoffing. “Who the fuck is Jaime?”

“Erm, you’re in her apartment,” Keri revealed, gesturing around herself. “Come on, dude. This isn’t cool.” Reaching for the bottle, she pulled it away from him, locating the lid and screwing it back on.

“Hey!” he suddenly bellowed, making her jump. “Who the fuck are you, goddamned alcohol police? Hand it over!”

She gaped at him. “Are you seriously talking to me like this in my best friend’s home? Get out here!” Being that it was like a second home to her, she felt bolstered by that fact, and that she knew she was in the right. What she hadn’t taken into consideration though, was just how drunk the guy was. A guy she didn’t know at all. A guy who, unlike her own friends, likely wouldn’t have taken her gentle reprimanding well; because he didn’t.

His hand shot out, shoving her in the face, snatching the bottle back and grabbing her jaw. “You fucking come near me again and I’ll smack you down, little girl!”

“Hey!” she heard from behind her, Rachel steaming in out of nowhere. “Don’t fucking touch her!”

He snorted with entertainment, reaching out and shoving Keri again, Rachel catching her, putting herself between him and her tiny friend. “I do what I like.”

She was aghast at his audacity. “No, you fucking don’t! You have no right to touch any woman like that, do you understand?” she cried, just about to move and yell for Angel when Ash, who’d been distracted by someone pulling him into conversation, acted for her. Pushing through the doors, he let out a piecing whistle. “Angel! Come up here, bro. We got a situation.” He then turned to the guy, grinning smugly. “You’re in fucking trouble now, man.”

Angel was with them quickly, moving straight to Keri as soon as he saw her looking a little wide eyed, cuddled against Rachel. His eyes darkened. “What the fuck happened?”

Rachel pointed to where the guy and his friends were leaving, trying to exit out of the kitchen door and back onto the fire escape. “Guy in the Chicago Bulls jersey just shoved Keri around.”

The look on his face turned from dark to completely thunderous in a nanosecond. “Hold these.” Sliding his rings off of both hands, he gave them to Rachel, Keri reaching to try and stop him. “No, no. Nobody puts a fucking hand on you.” Storming back out, he saw the guys hadn’t gotten far, Angel reaching and hauling him back by the neck of his identifying jersey, getting right up in his face.

“Hey, what’s your problem, man?” the guy spat, gesturing wide with his arms.

“You, putting a hand on my girl. That’s my problem.”

He received a slight sneer, the guy opening his mouth before promptly and without pause, Angel punched him in it. The silence of the people who had stopped to watch it unfold was rippled by a chorus of ‘oooh’ at witnessing the guy slump against the wall, Angel laying into him, throwing another three flesh splitting, bone fracturing punches before grabbing hold of him.

A hand fastened around his wrist, another grasping his jeans, before the guy who thought he could do whatever he wanted discovered that there were certain repercussions to such; like being thrown over the fire escape and dangled there by an irate outlaw.

A deathly hush fell over the small crowd.

“What the fuck, man? Let me go!” the guy yelled, his legs flailing, trying not to look four floors down at the ground.

Angel snorted, glaring down at him. “You fucking touch my girl again and I will. Do not try me. You think this is angry? Bitch you ain’t even seen angry yet.” He then loosened his grip, just a fraction, enough to scare the shit out of him.

Immediately, the target of his rage screamed. “Please, please I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“Ain’t me you gotta apologise to,” Angel began. “Keri? Come here, baby.” She moved past Rachel and Ash, arriving at his side, quivering a little. Nobody had ever defended her like that before, and it was an adrenaline-stirring sight. Angel truly did not play when it came to someone he loved. “Now tell her you’re sorry for putting your fucking hands on her.”

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry I shoved you. I take it back, I do. Please, please don’t let your guy drop me!”

Angel looked to her. “Satisfied?”

She nodded, stepping back. “Yeah, that’s good enough for me.”

Hauling him back up over the fire escape, Angel dumped him unceremoniously upon the black iron, the guy standing up and gathering himself. “You got five seconds to move, or you meet my fists again. Get your bitch ass outta here.” The warning was heeded, the three guys making a speedy exit, passing a glaring Frankie by, who then came hurtling up the steps to throw her arms around Angel.

“You’re the fucking best!” Taking his face in her hands, she planted a huge kiss on his lips, pulling away and crinkling her nose. “Nope. Thankful, but definitely gay.” Everyone cracked up at that, her usual comedy cutting the lingering tension from the air as people all around told Angel how awesome he was for handling the situation like that. Well, the ones who weren’t scared stiff after witnessing him dangle someone off a fire escape.

One of those who was appreciative came in an unlikely source, Aaron approaching, standing square in front of him. Angel wondered for a moment, just what kind of response his fairly extreme actions would get from a guy who already had admitted to not liking him for being a violent outlaw, looking down to see a hand extended to him.

“You look out for Keri like that, and you and I don’t have a problem any longer. I see she’s gonna be just fine with you. Wanna go get a beer?”

Angel smiled, shaking his hand before clasping his shoulder. “Yeah, c’mon, bro.”

Inside, Keri breathed a huge sigh of relief, Angel turning to kiss her and Aaron checking she was alright after her ordeal before they entered the kitchen, fetching a few beers from the ice-filled sink and beginning to talk.

Frankie put her arm around her, nodding towards the guys. “Who knew all it took for Aaron to be cool with Angel was to see something as small and simple as someone being thrown over a fire escape?”

Her light sarcasm had Keri in stitches, leaning into her as she sipped her drink. Yes, he was definitely becoming at home in her world, and nothing could please her more.

#angel reyes #angel reyes fanfiction #angel reyes smut #angel reyes imagine #angel reyes x ofc #mayans mc #mayans mc fanfiction #mayans mc smut #mayans mc imagine #mayans mc fanfic #mayans mc fic

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picnicbask3t · 5 months

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HI! HEY! to everyone who offered up their characters as part of my communion place swap au (a lot of which already have refs), id really appreciate some sort of response or interaction with this post, since it’ll be very important (im going to be writing a little story for the au… and it’ll include pretty much every character so far.)

if you do not want your character to be included in the story, please let me know!

alright so, regarding your own (communionised) characters, we’ve discussed the very brief of their personalities so far. however i would like to take it a little step further and inquire everyone:

what do you see them doing in this realm exactly?

what would their job/profession be? would it differ from their original counterpart? (and how?)

do they have any goals to achieve, or desires? if so, how far will they go to achieve said things?

a few other questions, optional ones but do provide further input:

how approachable are they? how can you approach them? how would they generally approach someone?

what would envoke fear or frustation in them? (if they could experience either of those)

do they accept the way the world is? does their behaviour line-up with the corrupt nature of the communion?

AS A SIDE NOTE: IT WOULD ALSO HELP IF I COULD HAVE SOME CHARACTER EXPLORATION.. just to get an idea of what im working with. evil and fucked up little guys bahhhhh!! though keep in mind none of this is forced!!!

that’s all for now! i may update this post if there’s anything else… and will do my best to communicate with everyone during the process, in case anything comes up! i Detest the idea of conjuring up OOC portrayals especially when it comes to other people’s characters, so that’s why I’ve put this out here..

feel free to talk to me in dms or on the discord muns server for any questions (＾ｰ^) (I’ll do my best to answer them well enough. 😭🙏)

#joe moment #c!swap au #please guys I’m begging u #I’m on my knees sobbing on the floor #my tears make up lakes /lh /j #Please do not make me look like a clown /lh

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carpetbug · 4 months

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MASTER POST + INTRO

about me:

hi! I’m carpetbug/molly, but you can call me whatever, and this is my ML blog! I use she/they pronouns and I’m bi 🫶 i’m 17, an artist and sometimes writer. My asks and dms are always open so feel free to reach out and say hi so long as you’re yk. not a dick lol. My personal art blog is @penlopon, so I may sometimes interact with that blog instead of this one.

interests:

This blog will always be about miraculous ladybug! been having bug girl and cat boy brain rot for around 5 years, and i love sharing my art/writing/thoughts about them :) outside of miraculous, i’m interested in warrior cats, hunger games, it’s always sunny in philadelphia, how to train your dragon, star vs the forces of evil, and all things josh hutcherson, though i probably won’t be posting about those (along with many others! talk to me about my interests and ill be your best friend). I love all kinds of animated shows, and listen to lots of different music types.

ml specific: live laugh love square forever and always, marigami, adrigaminette, chat blanc, akumanette, and my fbau are my all time faves when it comes to miraculous (but of course I love it all)

tags:

#carpetbug art -> my art!

#carpetbug writes -> my writing!

#carpetbug talks -> my silly random thoughts and things, tend to be ml related but can be non ml

#carpetbug answers -> for answering asks

#carpetbug playlists -> me nerding out and rambling about my ml playlists! (ask me about any of them and i’ll marry you on the spot)

#carpetbug wip -> little posts of works in progress! usually a sketch or writing tidbit

#ml feline blue au -> my ml au where marinette becomes guardian before ever wielding a miraculous AND it’s kwami swap! I put this tag under anything for this au, for my own art and writing see the above tags 🫶 (also #ml fbau)

#ml svtfoe au -> my ml x svtfoe au! adrien takes on stars role and marinettes takes on marcos 🌟

#ml bandit prince au -> very rough au, still a major wip! more to be added

#not ml -> block this tag if you don’t want to see things unrelated to miraculous :)

#ml spoilers -> my blog is NOT spoiler free! block this tag if you don’t want to see spoilers

thank u and i love u and have a good day 💕

#master post #intro post #pinned post #pinned info #tags #miraculous ladybug fandom #this will be updated as time goes on! i’ll post if there’s any big changes or anything :)

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theanoninyourinbox · 1 year

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Revamped Rules post!

Since I’ve ventured into more than just Warrior Cats Art, I’ve decided to FINALLY rewrite my rules for everything!

Inbox Status - currently soft open! I’ll be doing requests as I get them, but may take breaks. Be patient please!

Art Trades are currently In Progress! Closed for now!

Commissions are - to be announced!

1 Number of requests per month: 1 per month is the norm. First time requesters may get 2, but only if they’re in the same ask. If you have a second ask, I’ll reschedule it for the following month. Sometimes I may answer a few in a row, but only if they’re connected/I was already planning on doing that. If you continue to spam requests I will delete all but the first ask and send you a message asking you to stop. If you continue I may block you. Anons are welcome, just know that you will not own the designs.

2 types of requests I will do: I do Warrior Cats (Hypokits, Hypoparents, AUs, designs, ocs, breed swaps, role swaps, sparkle cats), Steven Universe (Gemsonas, hybrids, fusions), Dungeons and Dragons (character design, reference sheets), Pokémon (fan art, mystery dungeon characters, fusions, hybrids, Fakemon), MLP (ocs, fusions, Hypofoals), your ocs, and various fandom crossovers. You can also do Emoji Challenges or Try Your Luck for a surprise! The designs are yours to keep afterwards, just please credit me, and tell me if you use it in something! If you have a question about anything please ask! The worst I can say is No.

3 What I Will Not Do: fetish art, incest, nudity, tons of blood or violence - I’m not the artist for that, if you ask I will delete - if you keep asking I will block you. Thankfully I’ve so far only gotten one request like that and the person was understanding.

4 Art Trades: I will do an art trade, same rules as normal - just include it in your ask, and I will DM you for details!

5 Commissions: working on figuring that out!

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victoria-grimesss · 6 months

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Do you do headcanons? If so, how many characters can we request for scenarios or headcanons? Would you do the same prompt with different characters? Can we request for male reader, female reader, gender neutral reader, etc? Are there any characters you won't do in each fandom? Other than Astarion, who else would you accept requests for Baldur's Gate 3?Are there any topics you won't do like rape, suicide, etc? Do you do poly ships x reader? Would you mind if we request for Alternate Universes or Aus like AU where the character lives happily? Would you mind if the request is suggestive, implied sex, or mentioned sex but no explicit sex? For Baldur's Gate 3 requests, would you mind if we specify for reader to be human or their race to be unspecified? What kinks would you accept for requests? Thank you in advance!

Wonderful question!!! I hope this is a suitable answer but please let me know if you have any other questions I’d be more than happy to answer :)

Masterlist

->What Can You Request?

You may request as many characters and stories as your heart desires! I love writing and the more the merrier, I welcome your ideas and creativity! That goes for same prompt different characters just let me know who specifically you would like me to write about.

->Who Do I Write For?

I can write for: Game of Thrones, God of War, Call of Duty, The Walking Dead, Balder's Gate 3, DC, FarCry, and Marvel. NSFW and SFW

I mainly write for Fem!Reader and GN!Reader that is what I feel I can write the best at.

->Who I Will Write:

I will write for character 18+ in each fandom. If I haven’t written a character before or don’t know them I will do a bit of research before hand to provide the best story possible. (I have all my fandoms that I’m in listed on my Masterlist which is tagged above)

-> BG3!!!

I love all the characters in BG3 (I have 200hrs in game lol) so I will write for any of them. Poly ships are welcome for sure lots of love to go around. Races can be specified or unspecified as well as appearances if you want me to write your in-game characters or OCs also feel free to throw in your class as well if you want!

->Topics I Will and Will Not Write (under the tab)

What I WILL write:

-Alternative Universes (I go crazy for some medieval stories) as an example but all are welcome.

- NSFW (suggestive, implied, mentioned, or fully fleshed out sex scenes. Any kink not included in the will not write list below has a green light, although I may have forgotten some but I will let you know if I can’t write it so you may swap it with something else. (I’ll either DM you or post it with an explanation but if I do neither have patience because I will write it!!)

-Fluff, sweet romance or general worship is always a good thing.

-Angst, suicide or self harm is alright; will have a heavy TW on them so no-one reads them if not comfortable.

-Poly ships for example: the 141xreader or Astarion x Reader x Gale etc…

What I WILL NOT write:

-explicit rape scenes (I can write about trauma but would like to avoid writing about the act itself.

-anything NSFW or suggestive about minors that’s a no go.

-Kinks I will not write include: Anything involving dead bodies, bodily fluids #1 and #2, anything with animals, and extreme degradation/humiliation.

#cod masterlist #masterlist #headcanons #bg3 request #reqs open #request #bg3 fanfiction #cod headcanons #bg3 headcanons #headcanon list #fanfic request #ask me anything #cod mwii

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blorbologist · 2 years

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41. ALSO TOOTH RELATED. Sonetimes people grow an extra tooth in their mouths such as in the roof of it. This is called a meisiodens and it is often surgically removed. Wildcard for your choice.

(I told you in DMs, but I actually had two extra wisdom teeth - one in each side of my top jaw! They were little and made getting the actual wisdom teeth out a huge pain both attempts.)

You know one thing elves don’t have? Wisdom teeth. You know one thing they do have? Super tiny, slender, gracile jaws not made for wisdom teeth.

One guess as to what unlucky half-elves get. One.

Vex thinks Vax is trying to wheeze out a swear through the swelling, but it’s hard to hear him over the rolling boil of the kettle. Its contents are a dark berry red, stained so from the shards of willow bark spinning and curling in it.

Clerics are expensive. Surgeons even moreso, when clerics exist. And yet healing magic has few solutions for ‘something natural is causing my brother unfathomable pain, get it out of him, get it out of him’. Magic fixes what’s wrong with the body - not much help when it’s the body functioning perfectly fine that’s hurting you.

(Perfectly fine - fuck, she’s almost glad they’re not in Syngorn. They’d tut and pity - these poor half-breeds, their anatomy not made for such primitive dental arrangements. Or something equally prissy and stupid.)

“‘m alright,” Vax grumbles.

Vex snorts. “Like hell you are, Vax.”

It’s agony, waiting for the water to cool. Probably more for Vax, but - the sound of his suffering hurts more than the thought of what this will do to their meager savings.

“Drink this,” Vex says, the concoction now only warm and not burning, spooning it into Vax’s mouth. He gags and tries to cuss her out - good, at least he’s got that going for him. “Stop fussing - it’ll help with the pain.” Watches until he drinks it down and glares at her through the tears. A swollen face doesn’t stop him from pulling a middle finger at her.

She pauses. Swallows, adjusts the bow slung over her shoulder.

“I’ll be - I’ll go to town, alright? Make an appointment for this - try to drink some broth if you can, Vax?”

It’s terrifying, leaving him alone. Vulnerable.

Not like she has much of a choice.

Years later. Percy’s swapped places with her at least an hour ago - yet he still hasn’t gone to sleep, despite a long watch before.

It’s not like she can’t notice - his shuffling and turning and shuffling again is loud. Louder still for how unusual it is - he usually sleeps like a log. A log that jerks awake in a whimper, sometimes, but a log until then.

She can’t tune it out, so she ends up padding over to prod him with her foot. “Percy?”

“Vex?” It comes out more garbled than she expects. He blinks up at her with owlish eyes, without the glasses - oh, yeah, wimpy human vision.

“Are you alright?”

“Nothing to worry about,” he gets out.

It clicks. “Tooth pain, darling?”

Another roll - clearly it’s on both sides, for comfort to evade him so. “I- yes.”

Vex has Trinket watch the camp as she slips away. Willows are distinctive trees, thankfully, and it’s simple enough to carve off some bark once she finds one. Stroke up the fire and boil it, leeching the painkillers from it.

She pours it into a battered tin cup and hands it off to him. Wisely he blows on it, letting it cool. Percy makes a face at the inhaled steam - an even more prominent one when he takes a sip of the tea not long after.

“Are you trying to poison me?” he chokes, indignant. “It’s - this is disgusting!”

Vex rolls her eyes. “I could just let you agonize over the wisdom teeth if I wanted you dead - this is so much more work.”

He blinks. “Ah. I - sorry. You did go to all that trouble for this, hm?”

Percival throws back the rest of his cup with a grimace, throat working to get it down.

“Do me the favor of killing me, next time,” he wheezes, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Kill me once we get you to a dentist for this.”

Percy tries to laugh at that - a mistake, clearly, from how he shudders.

It takes some time for the willow bark tea to take effect.

Vex stays up with Percy through the slowly numbing pain. Keeps an eye on him when he finds his bedroll again - just to be sure.

Or, at least, that’s what she hisses to Vax when he wakes up for his shift.

When Vesper starts whining and groaning, Vex’s ears prick. It’s not like her eldest to vocalize discomfort - as though every cry, wail or whimper was locked in a box once she decided she would be Cassandra’s successor as head of the Chamber.

“Darling?” she prompts, looking up from her fletching. “Are you alright?”

Vesper winces, ducking her head. “‘m fine, mother. Just a tooth.”

Vex closes her eyes.

Ah.

“I have just the thing, dear.”

(Percy has to catch her by the wrist in her dash to the woods, reminding her they have Pike ten minutes away and the best doctors in Tal’Dorei, they do not need to feed their daughter that gods-awful willow bark.)

(It’s a hard habit to break.)

(Send me a prompt and I’ll write a ficlet, a HC or an AU idea + share the science fact that inspired the prompt!)

#prompt #fic prompt #birthday prompt game #perc'ahlia #percahlia #vex'ahlia #cr vex #vax'ildan #cr vax #percival de rolo #cr percy #vesper de rolo

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writeforfandoms · 2 years

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Blue Skies

Find my masterlist and dragon ‘verse masterlist

Dieter has to film with a dragon for an upcoming movie. Of course, filming with the dragon means working with the dragon handler, too...

Okay. A couple quick notes. This does take place after the events of the Bubble, by probably a year ish. IF people want a second instalment of this, I’ll explain further there. Or you can always send me an ask/DM/etc.

Second, this version of Dieter, the way he’s written here, is very much inspired by @jazzelsaur Stay On the Screenplay, found here, which you should absolutely go read if you haven’t yet.

And lastly this is indeed a different reader from Jack’s girl in Tangled Up.

Dieter Bravo and gn!reader (no feels yet)

Warnings: Swearing, Dieter being Dieter, mentions of drugs and alcohol, directors are douchebags sometimes, dragon with an attitude. Let me know if I missed any.

Word count: 3k

Most days on set were rather boring for you. You’d gotten over being star-struck by the actors by the end of your first month with Lola. Probably 80% of the time, there wasn’t anything for you to actually do. You just had to be on set to corral Lola when necessary and make sure that she was being treated fairly.

Although she was also damn good at looking out for herself.

The biggest challenge of your day to day was that Lola could be a bit… temperamental. With some people. She had never hurt anyone, and you doubted she ever would. But some people she simply Did Not Like. And she let them know by snapping at them, or growling.

You really hoped she didn’t act like that around Dieter Bravo, or your days were going to be way more exciting than you liked.

Lola snorted next to you, lowering her head to nudge you playfully. You patted her neck almost absently.

“I know you’re bored,” you told her. “But it won’t be for long. The actor is supposed to be here any minute, and then we’ll get your scenes done for the day.”

Lola rumbled in her chest, head level with yours, but looking at something you hadn’t seen yet. You turned your head to look the same direction she was… and very nearly did a double take.

Now, like much of the world, you had seen the documentary on the making of Cliff Beasts 6. You had seen Dieter Bravo there, and in one or two other films before.

None of that prepared you for seeing him in person.

His hair was floofed precariously on his head, looking a little like a nest. He wore sunglasses still. He was wearing the gear called for by his part in the movie, an olive green jacket and dark brown pants… and his crocs. You bit your lip hard to keep from laughing at the ridiculous sight. Beside you, Lola snorted.

“Guess he’s not quite ready,” you murmured.

But it took surprisingly little time for Dieter to finish getting ready. Someone tamed his hair down a bit, he swapped the crocs for hiking boots, and he was ready. He shook himself off and then stood taller, straighter, more focused.

Well shit. Guess he was ready now.

You patted Lola’s neck and sent her on her way over to her first spot for the shot. The director was going for grandiose here - she emerged from behind a copse of trees, white and red scales gleaming brightly in the sun.

She really was beautiful, a stunning example of a dragon. She was perfectly proportioned, her coloring was unusual and striking, and she knew how to be graceful. As evidenced by the gentle curve of her neck as she stretched her head out towards Dieter, as the scene called for.

You figured the attitude just made her more perfect for the film scene.

To his credit, Dieter didn’t look nervous. Well, no moreso than his character did, with one hand outstretched to the dragon.

But the surprise of the day definitely came when Lola ducked her head under his hand, rumbling a pleased noise and nuzzling into him like a giant, affectionate cat.

Well. That was a first.

The director called for a cut there to go over the next few minutes. Lola stretched out in the sun to wait, though she kept her attention on Dieter. She seemed oddly enamored with him.

And he didn’t seem to want anything to do with her, giving her a cautious look and stepping away from her. As if he thought she would eat him, or something.

You crossed your arms over your chest, narrowing your eyes. Hmm. Now you really weren’t sure if you liked Dieter Bravo.

But the rest of the day went off without a hitch. He was brilliant when he was “on”; his body language was perfect, he never missed a cue or line, and he always seemed to know where to look. But when he was “off”... He got a little sloppy. Kept his sunglasses on when he could. Was a bit quiet, actually. Not really edging into surly, but quiet.

Maybe he was just having a bad day. Because this Dieter was very different from the one in the documentary.

Shooting wrapped for the day, and Dieter practically vanished from set. Rolling your eyes, you walked over to Lola, patting her neck.

“Ready to go rest for the night?” you asked her. She danced a little on her feet, back and forth. You laughed. “Yes, okay, food first. Come on. Let’s head back and then I’ll give you food.”

Lola crooned and started off towards her accommodations. Really, just a big area that had been set aside for her, with a small trailer for you.

At least this time they hadn’t left you to fend for yourself. Or forced you to drive an hour to get to your hotel.

It was easy to get Lola fed and settled for the night. You climbed up onto her back to stretch out and look up at the sky.

Some days you wondered how you ended up here, of all places. Some days you wondered if you would ever do anything else.

Lola snorted softly at you, craning her head around to look back at you. You chuckled and patted her side.

"Okay, sweets, I'll let you rest. I'll see you in the morning." Carefully, you slid down her side, feet landing in the soft grass. You took a moment to stretch before you headed back inside to get some shut eye.

The next day was more of the same. You standing around, bored, while Lola worked with Dieter. Their scenes were actually quite beautiful - a broken man finding a dragon and healing a part of himself he hadn't known was broken. It felt so real, so magical almost, even just watching the two of them. Lola reacted to his body language in a way she never had with anyone else, offering low sympathetic croons at his shoulders slumped in defeat, nudging her nose against his chest when he looked down.

If Dieter was surprised or freaked out by any of this, he didn't show it. He really was a professional.

They had a night scene to shoot, and the actors got a break to have some food while it got full dark and the set crew built a small fire.

Somehow, you weren't sure how exactly, you ended up standing next to Dieter, warm mug of coffee clutched in your hands.

"So you're the dragon tamer, huh?"

You blinked at him. "I mean, not really. Lola just likes attention."

He barked out a laugh and then looked a little startled at himself. "Never thought I'd be working with a dragon," he muttered.

You chuckled. "Most people don't," you agreed. "You're handling it much better than most do. A lot of the actors we work with freak out more."

Dieter snorted. "Not the weirdest shit I've seen."

You shrugged, sipping your coffee. That was really none of your business.

After a moment, he looked at you out of the corner of his eyes. His sunglasses were low on his nose, fingers tapping restlessly against his cup. "You're not gonna ask?"

"Ask what?"

"Everybody wants to know about the whole Cliff Beasts fiasco since that damn documentary."

You chuckled. You couldn't help it. "I really don't think it's any of my business. That's your life, dude."

Lola snorted, lumbering off to investigate something in the grass, and you followed her. Hopefully she hadn't found a frog. She loved frogs. She liked to play with them before she squashed them, but most people found that unsettling to watch. And the last thing you needed was someone puking on set and blaming it on your dragon.

You managed to corral her away from the frog with promises of treats later. But she let you know that she was doing this reluctantly, sulking all the way back to set with her head lowered and wings drooping at her sides.

Drama queen.

Maybe that's why she got along so well with Dieter.

Filming the scene went great. Dieter was, again, on top of his lines. Lola had no problem laying down behind him and curling around to rest her head in his lap, and Dieter stroked her head slowly, just hesitant enough before relaxing into it. The firelight illuminated the two of them beautifully, his warm eyes and curls highlighting the way the firelight turned Lola orange and crimson.

Honestly, you could have stood and watched the two of them for as long as you needed to. They were beautiful together. For the first time in a long time, you felt a pang of self-consciousness.

Filming wrapped for the night, and you and Lola left. You were both quiet.

But you did remember her treats before you both went to sleep.

The next few days were more of the same. Filming easy shots, one-sided conversations and emotional moments.

And then the director threw you all for a loop.

"You know what would make this moment perfect?" He asked, completely rhetorical, clearly excited. "Flying."

"What." You blinked at the director.

"Think about it! It would be perfect! Him flying on Lola, showing his freedom from the past and the bad memories and the grief. And Lola showing the clear trust and mutual respect." The director nodded. "I need it."

"All due respect but Lola is not a dragon you can throw a beginner rider on," you said, internally freaking out. "I don't have any of the straps or safety systems with me, since there is not supposed to be flying, and Lola doesn't like to do those shots. She's thrown people before. She's not a horse."

The director waved your concerns off. "You can fly, right?"

"What?" You blinked at him, dumbfounded.

"She's yours, or with you, or whatever. So you can fly, right?"

Oh you were going to regret this. "Yes, but–"

"Okay, so here's what we'll do. You just sit behind Dieter and make sure he doesn't fall off, and we'll edit you out later." The director beamed, pleased with his "solution".

Dieter walked over to the two of you, sunglasses back on, frowning. "Did you say flying?"

"We've got it all figured out," the director said eagerly.

"No, no way. I'm not flying. I agreed to work with a dragon, not ride one like a fucking pony." Dieter frowned more intensely at the director.

"Dieter. Buddy." The director slung an arm over Dieter's shoulders. "Remember what's at stake here."

Dieter went very still, and then resigned. You had no idea what had just happened, but it had kind of hurt your heart to watch. "Yeah. Okay."

"Great!" The director shook Dieter a little before looking at you.

And you knew what would happen if you refused. They'd shrug, ignore your warnings, and do it anyway. And someone would get hurt. Lola would be blamed. You'd probably lose your job.

Fuck. Fuck.

"I need half a day to teach him proper mounting techniques," you told the director firmly. "As well as where to hold on. That's non negotiable, or I call my home office right now."

The director held his hands up. "Sure, sure, half a day," he agreed easily. "We'll break for today, and you two can work on whatever you need. Okay?"

"Fine." You nodded once, short and sharp. And didn't give the director time to change his mind as you strode away to update Lola on this change.

"Hey, pretty girl. Change of plans."

Lola lowered her head to look at you.

"So they want a flying scene now. We are going to teach Dieter how to fly."

Lola blinked and tipped her head to one side, considering this.

"Hopefully the director won't want a lot," you fussed. "It sounds like it should be a short shot. And I'll be here, too. Since we don't have the safety straps." You had to pause and take a deep breath to contain your annoyance with the director.

Lola rumbled, nudging you with her head. She seemed in good spirits. So that was hopeful.

"Okay." You looked around. The area was pretty flat and open. Not a bad spot to practice. "Hey, Dieter!"

Dieter looked over at you, looking a little startled.

"Come on over and we'll get started." You waved him over, ignoring the looks from the crew. You had a job to do.

Dieter wandered over, licking his lips. "Okay."

"Okay. Now, I'm gonna tell you now. Lola does not normally like to be ridden. She's picky. So if I say to get off? You get off. Got it?"

"Got it." Dieter paused. "But what if we're, y'know, in the air?"

"Dieter." You put one hand on his shoulder, light but grounding, looking into his sunglasses and wishing you could see his eyes. "I am here to keep you safe. Okay? You and Lola both. I know what I'm doing. I've been working with Lola for years."

Dieter took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay," he agreed, a little quiet. But he looked steadier, less flighty.

"Okay. You stand here." You pointed to a spot on the ground. "I'll show you how it's done, show you where to put your hands and feet. Got it?"

Dieter nodded, moving to where you pointed. He still had a lot of anxious energy, fidgeting and twiddling his fingers and tapping his feet. But he watched you carefully, so you decided to not give a shit.

He was a quick study at least, picking things up and emulating you easily enough. When he could successfully get himself on and off Lola without assistance, you took a deep breath.

"Next step. I'm gonna have Lola walk around while we're up here. It's not like riding a horse, she's much bigger than a horse. It's not easy, but I won't let you fall. Okay?"

"Got it." Dieter held on a little tighter to Lola.

"Okay Lola," you called, patting her side. "Nice and easy now. Let's go for a walk."

Lola stood, briefly stretching her wings out to her sides. Dieter made a strangled noise, and you put your hands on his waist to steady him.

And then, to your surprise, Lola walked calmly around the filming area. She didn't even try any shenanigans.

She must really like Dieter.

"See? Not so bad, right?" You grinned at Dieter's back.

"Not bad," he grumbled. "Feels fuckin' weird. Feels like I should be high."

You snorted. You couldn't help it. "Better not, it's worse when you're high and the ground is that far down," you advised. You eased your grip on him, letting him get a feel for how to hold on.

"That sounds like experience." Dieter tensed up at first before he slowly relaxed into the motion.

"I've been working with Lola for a long time," you reiterated. "Pretty sure I've been offered everything under the sun by now."

Dieter nodded. Then he blurted, "I quit. Well. I'm trying to quit. Go clean."

You blinked at his back, mouth open in silent shock. Uh. What? "That's… hard to do. But admirable."

His shoulders loosened, back straightening a bit. "I'm not… I don't wanna be that guy anymore."

"That guy?" You asked it gently, giving him the easy out of pretending he hadn't heard you.

"The guy who shows up strung out. The guy who's just looking for his next high." Dieter paused for a moment. "The guy who OD's."

Ah. That. "Well, that's a good thing to avoid," you agreed. "It's a hard process. If it helps, you're doing great. I can't tell at all when you're working."

"Yeah? You're not just saying that?"

"I'm really not. I don't do the whole pandering and ass-kissing thing. Not my style." You chuckled suddenly. "Lola gives me a level of immunity."

Dieter laughed. "Gee I wonder why."

"I have never asked her to step on anyone," you said, grinning, mock-innocent.

The two of you giggled like kids for a minute, and Lola rumbled her approval. You patted her side.

"Okay, mister. You ready to go faster?"

"What? No."

"You're gonna have to fly tomorrow."

"I changed my mind."

"Don't be a baby." You patted Lola again. "Alright, let's try flying now."

Lola picked up speed, and you shuffled up behind Dieter to help hold him in place as the dragon flapped her powerful wings and leapt into the sky.

His shriek was partially muffled since he apparently refused to open his mouth. You laughed and held tight to him, legs compensating for the hold.

Lola didn't stay in the air long. Just long enough to get up above the trees. And then back down she went.

Dieter was tense as a sinner in church, locked up tight in front of you.

"Relax," you advised, scooting back a little to give him some room again. "Just go with her. Lola and I won't let you fall."

When he spoke, his voice was very small. "I need to get down."

Whoops. Too much. "Lola, let him off."

Lola bent her front legs, lowering her front half to the ground. Dieter swung one leg over and slid down her side, and was off in a flash. Poor guy.

"He did pretty good for his first flight," you murmured to Lola. "Next time will be easier."

She crooned at you, laying down again and getting comfortable. You laid down too, taking in the sunshine and giving Dieter some time.

Dieter stopped at Lola's side, looking up at you. He looked a little green around the gills still, but determined. Something had changed. Something had motivated him.

"Again," he demanded.

You sat up. And smiled.

The scene was a rousing success. They got it in one shot. One perfect shot. Dieter held on like he knew what he was doing, and barely needed you at all. Lola kept him steady.

When you watched the take later, what you noticed wasn't the framing of the shot, or the lighting, or any of that. It was the look of wonder in Dieter's eyes.

You didn't think that was acting.

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Yeah, also since I read manga weekly, any spoiler that I do see usually isn’t major like that one. It really did. And like I said, I was with extended family and it was so difficult not to cry as much as I wanted to and I only managed to keep myself calm with the thought that there might be more to it, it might not be final beause he really is just such a fun character. That’s so nice to hear and I’m also excited to see you write about them 😃 Yeah, other people also predict autumn at the latest and it would make the most sense considering everything that’s happening in the story. Yeah, same here. Like I do really love the series and am always excited to read a new chapter every Friday evening (when there’s no break), it’s pretty much become my routine to read it after dinner, but even though I love it dearly and will probably at some point rewatch the anime, I wouldn’t say I love it as much as some of the other series out there. And I see. And that might also explain why I don’t love it as much as some other series out there beause of that.

From what I saw after a quick search, both Persona 3 and 4 have less than 100 chapters. Sure thing. Oh, that’s unfortunate to hear. I’m sorry that happened and hope that you’re still able to rest properly at some point. But still glad to hear that you’re doing well ☺ I see. And it is a nice thing that it lets you take a break from things since I feel like for a decent amount of people, it probably is. Thank you for saying that. Since I could look it up, I did a quick search and the manga of D. Gray-Man is still ongoing. Oh that’s a good mood to be in. It’s funny though beause I finished the Swordsmith Village Arc a few days ago so we might’ve been watching the series around the same time or might’ve swapped around. Again, saving you a Google search beause this girl knows it just from what’s in her head. The Mugen Train season isn’t Crunchyroll screwing up beause those 7 episodes actually aired before the actual second season (The Entertainment District Arc which is 11 episodes). It’s the movie’s plot, but with some added scenes, plus the first episode is entirely new stuff, and when I did my rewatch, I watched both because yeah, both are done beautifully in their own ways. That’s also an important thing to do. I see. Yeah, I also really like that character and I do think that I love him and Sanemi equally, at least I said so at some point, beause they’re both just so great in their own ways. And since we’re talking about the movie here, this is the movie that made me upset a few weeks ago that I was talking in our DMs about. And yeah, hopefully now that I’ve explained it, you can go on to watch yet another great season. Yeah, true to what you’re saying about Avatar. Yeah, same. Like Toph is my girl and I was just looking forward to seeing her again when I was doing the rewatch and like I don’t think I have an actual proper favourite beause I love all of the main gang for who they are. They’re just all so great.

Yeah. A part of me wants to say more but I won’t in case of any kind of spoilers but it’s a well-told story until the very end. Yeah. Like the only ‘extra’ stuff we get is those extra scenes from the Mugen Train season and the stuff I was fangirling to you about in our DMs. Yeah, understandable. And after you’ve watched it all, if you still want to hear Genya in Japanese, I could find some of my favourite moments of him. Though there is one scene (apart from his first scene in the Swordsmith Village arc which was just so very Bakugou. Like what he said is something Bakugou says very often) that I’m thinking of so yeah, if you want to hear him in Japanese, I’ll give you the episode and the time stamp after you’ve watched it all. No problem. Yeah, it’s very clear beause even though it’s all clearly the final arc, there’s still a clear division between the two mini-arcs. I hope not. Like as much as I love the movies, I don’t think they’d be able to do those 22 chapters justice. Like the Mugen Train was 13 chapters to give an idea and that movie was almost two hours long so it would have to be a very long movie and considering what happens (not that I remember everything), we do need breathers. But yeah, I do understand your dislike towards the tentacles but I do feel like that’s probably the worst. Yeah, Genya’s first scene isn’t his best moment, like Nemi’s first moments actually, but like with Sanemi you do kind of get to understand why he was being such a dick and was so inpatient at that point when you learn his story. And yay to that. And when you do, just tell me all your thoughts beause he’s just so great and precious and deserves all the love 😭

Yay. That arc takes place a few episodes after the Tenrou Island arc and Sting’s first appearance is the episode after that arc’s done to give you an idea of when it takes place. No problem at all ☺ I see. Will you watch the whole of Beyblade then? Like go from the original to the Metal Saga? Thank you. I finished A Sign of Affection and it was nice. But yeah, even though I liked watching it and the couple was cute, I guess I would have liked more development. Like there’s this one very romance centred anime and it’s just one couple, but there’s still slight misunderstanding that the guy the girl is actually interested in thinks that she’s into his really good looking and all around amazing best friend (who I till this day will headcanon as aro ace) but she’s absolutely into the main guy and it’s just so cute and sweet and sure I haven’t rewatched it sine first seeing it but it definitely left a good impression on me. It’s called Ore Monogatari or My Love Story if you’re interested. But yeah, now it’s onto Tokyo Revengers and then finally Iruma-kun.

Yeah and believe me when I say that I was worried that they wouldn’t properly adapt the main backstory that takes place during this match. And thank you for the understanding. I’m not sure yet to what extent it will be a let down but it really was such an important match, probably the most important math considering it’s been set-up sine the very first season. Really and I hope they don’t beause they teased what the next movie would be about, another important Karasuno match in a different way, but on that same day there’s another match that’s also really important beause my owl boy has such, such amazing moments during that math (and I love what he says before the match even starts) and his backstory is shown in it and I just hope that one day the studio will say ‘Actually we will not only adapt this match properly but also everything that we did in the movies and of course the time-skip’ beause sure, everything is important, but that match showed a glimpse into Bokuto’s development and I really do fear that we’ll never see it animated. Funny thing is also when it comes down to that Bokuto match I sent a screenshot of a moment of him and literally was like ‘I will cry when this is animated’ so maybe the studio saw it and was like “Okay, we’ll never animate it then”. And true. Like I said about the Mugen Train movie, that was 13 chapters and the movie was almost two hours long. Yay 😄 Be excited. And that’s great to hear about you appreciating all their characterisations and be free to say anything you want about it all in our DMs when you get to responding to me. Thank you so much for all of that. Yeah, we definitely do get to see all the Hashira fighting at some point, and some do get to shine more than others and that’s probably why we got that extra scene in the latest movie I went to, to show a bit of two Hashira fighting before the final arc. I see. Yay 😄 Really glad to hear that. I’ve been doing pretty well. Saw some Doctor Who episodes today, the first ones with the Master and he’s such a fun character to watch. Though a few days ago at my latest physio appointment my physiotherapist said something which I didn’t especially like and now it just won’t leave my mind. Like I mentioned while we were talking about stuff that since I’m disabled, I probably won’t be called in to do certain things and first she was shocked that I’d even use that word to describe myself which was yeah, whatever since I don’t generally have any reason to, but then later she said that I’m not as disabled as other people and that’s stuck in my head since since of course I know that, but I’m still much less abled than other people around and I know she never sees me at my worst but it still stings and I know it’d be weird to bring it up again to her so I just wanted to say it here in hopes of it helping in leaving my mind. But yeah, apart from that, been doing pretty well. Have done some more of my diamond painting and put all my Bokuto anime screenshots in order and really do love all the expressions he makes. They’re just so funny and nice. He’s such a gift and I’m really so grateful for him.

I’m glad that most spoilers you see are relatively minor, being a weekly reader. I’m definitely not. I’m usually either rereading series that I’ve read before and forget a lot of what happened in them or I’m reading completed series. There’s only a couple I follow that are still ongoing, and I tend to forget to catch up with them for a couple weeks or such and binge the chapters that I missed. I’m horrible at keeping up with a lot of things. It sucks that you got such a massive spoiler in a situation where you could do nothing about the information. I don’t think I could’ve stayed calm and I would have had to excuse myself to go read real quick and then would’ve been upset the rest of the night, so you handled it really well! And I can definitely see the argument for autumn, so we’re just going to have to wait and see, I guess. I didn’t know the manga updates on Fridays, so that was fun to learn. Thank you for that. It’s also interesting to hear that you kind of see some of my points and feel the same way in some regards. It’s really comforting to hear that and I feel really relieved reading that.

Yeah, both anime and manga wise, Persona isn’t too long. I’m just saving up money so I won’t feel guilty splurging on the Steam versions of the games, because I’ve really gotten interested and want to give the actual games a try! And thank you for that. I’ll admit to getting very little proper rest lately, but on the other hand, I’ve been being really productive and that’s always a great feeling to have. Accomplishment is always a feeling I really enjoy and aim to get, so while I’m trading some rest and relaxation, I still feel good about it. Thank you so much for the saved Google searches and I find it amazing that D. Gray-Man is still ongoing. I’m wondering if the manga went on hiatus or something, because it’s been years since I read it and I remember thinking it had to be pretty close to wrapping up! In terms of Demon Slayer, I’ve finished up to the end of the Swordsmith Village Arc, so all the episodes that Crunchyroll has. I haven’t watched more than the first movie though, because Crunchyroll doesn’t have that but can I just reiterate – I’m so pissed off my manga app doesn’t have the manga because I really want to read it. I want so much more story and hopefully some more character development, since I feel there’s a lot more that is going to happen and I feel like the anime might be cutting out small moments because of pacing and such. I’m just intensely curious as to where everything is heading and why certain characters are the way they are and I always feel I get better handles on that through reading than through watching. That being said, I have a couple minor complaints, but overall, I really enoyed it. Thanks again for the recommendation! I’m mostly just pissed I don’t have more of it, hahaha! I honestly can’t think of any of the Avatar characters I truly hated, because even the villains were largely really well done.

Thank you for avoiding spoilers – unless it was in the movies though, I’m pretty sure I’m caught up on the anime? Now, it’s funny because I was just complaining about fillers, but I enjoyed the little ‘fillers’ at the end of the episodes of Demon Slayer, I just want to put that out there. Also, Haganezuka is now my husband, just saying it. He amuses me so much and I just adore him. I will definitely take hearing Genya in Japanese, if you wanna send me any of your favourite moments through dm’s! Especially if, like you said, there are scenes where you can really connect the voices to the different characters! I hadn’t realized the movies covered so few chapters so I do take back my statement then, because yeah, that was a long movie, covered a lot well, but a movie definitely couldn’t be made out of that many chapters then, since I think most fans are not Lord of the Rings loyal to the point where they’d sit through a four hour long movie. Heck, I don’t think even I would do that for much else besides LotR! I genuinely wish I was learning more about both Genya and Sanemi, and I know more about them has to be uncovered later on and I’m hoping they’ll both get focus on them after this arc as well, because I really feel we’re just barely scraping the surface here! They introduced a lot of characters we’d just barely seen before in the arc and it felt like none of them really got the focus that they should have gotten for us to properly know them, just going anime only.

Oh, that is helpful to know! I’m probably going to speedread through Fairy Tail and then watch the anime, so I’ll meet Sting via manga first, though I’m excited to also hear all the characters since I remember having really strong voice ideas for a few of them when I first read some of it way back when. As for Beyblade, I’ll give each series a try, but I’ll probably skip any series that don’t catch my attention within four episodes – I always try to give animated shows at least two hours before I decide if I’m interested and like them or not. I’m glad you enjoyed A Sign of Affection! I actually know of Ore Monogatari! I keep getting recommended it and honestly, it does seem like a romance I might actually enjoy, so it’s on my watchlist though it’s not the first one I decide to watch any time I’m flicking through that list! We actually might be watching Tokyo Revengers at the same time then, since it’s my next anime! I hope we both enjoy it 😊

Wait, it was that important of a match? Like, there’d been build up for it since that early and they did all the fans dirty by not giving that match a full movie entirely focused on it? That seems really frigging awful, not even going to lie. I hope, if the movie is indeed about that, that the important Karasuno match is the movie and then you get an arc for Bokuto and that match, including episodes showing his backstory. To me, just as a creator, that is the way I’d go – a movie for the big match and then a three to four short arc dedicated to the smaller match with Bokuto’s team. I’m also really glad to hear that we get to see all the Hashira fighting at some point, because I am curious about some of them and kind of really hope for some more Giyu moments, not going to lie.

I’m so, so angry at your physiotherapist though. If you feel, because you know your body best, that you’re disabled in some way, then you are and her treating you that way is inexcusable. Knowing you like I do, I can also safely say that I adore you but yeah, I agree with you, I do also consider you as someone who has a disability. I also think you handle it amazingly well, are gracious in the face of it, and really admire how kind you are even dealing with everything you do. Don’t let that twatface of a physiotherapist get you down. If I could, I would take their kneecaps. I’m sorry my reply came so late and I hope you’re doing as well as can be expected! Hugs!

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