#guess I needed to cry tho it did help a lil

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Can u do sprang on gavi when reader pretends like she’s not interested in him anymore like ex: her waking up early to pretend she was sleeping on the couch instead of with him and other things but can his fam are apart of it because he pranks them a lot and gavi cry’s?

Not So Funny Anymore -P.G6

Summary: As they grow tired of their son's pranks, Belén and Pablo asked you to help them out and make him stop.

(He's so baby🥹🥰 look at his face)

"Amor" You felt your shoulder shake "Amor, wake up"

"Huh? ¿Qué?" You ask sleepy

"¿Qué haces aquí?" (What are you doing here?)

"¿Qué estás hablando?" (What are you talking about?)

"Why are you asleep on the couch?" You furrow your eyebrows confused before nodding

"Oh! Yes, I wasn't sleepy during the night so I came here to watch some TV and then I guess I fell asleep" You replied hoping to convince him

"Why didn't you told me? I could've helped you or just stayed with you" You shook your head.

"You don't need to do that, cariño. I'm good"

"Well, I'll still do it, you're my girlfriend" You smiled softly "Morning by the way" You smiled softly

"Morning" You said watching how he leaned to kiss your lips but second before his lips could touch yours; you moved your head to the side, his lips touching your cold cheek.

"Want to kiss your lips"

"I haven't brushed my teeth"

"We know I don't care about that, princesa" You shook your head pushing him away lightly by his chest

"But I do" You said before standing up

"Since when?"

"Since now" You said sticking your tongue out as Pablo tried to grab it with his hand "Naughty"

"Only with you tho" He winks at you shake your head, soon he got closer to you and wrapped you in his arms and as much as you wanted to melt in his arms and give in, the voice of Belén, sounded in your head

"Let's prank him... Act as if you weren't interested in him anymore"

You quickly pushed your head back lightly remembering her words from last night when he was leaning into you, his eyebrows furrowed

"Amor"

"¿Qué?" (What?)

"Stop playing around, gimme a kiss"

"Let's wash our mouths first and then a lil kiss"

"Y/N"

"Buenos días" (Good morning) Belén's voice came in as you got out of Pablo's hold

"What are you doing?" He had whispered but you shook your head

"Nothing, your mom came into the room, I'm not gonna give her a show of me throwing myself at her son"

"She loves us"

"Stop, Pablo"

"No, I want you" He whined pushing his forehead into yours and nudging his nose with yours

"¡Y/N, hija!" You heard Belén and found the perfect time to escape from his tries and from your almost giving in

"Mamá Belén is calling" You hurried out of his hold leaving him there shocked

"Thank you" You said in the kitchen as she smiles

"Me imaginé que te estaba haciendo caer" (I knew he was trying to make you fall for his charms) She smiled

"And he almost got it" You both laughed "What's for breakfast?"

"Pancakes"

"Want me to do coffee and juice?" She winks at you nodding

You had keep going on with the game, pretending you didn't wanted his kisses, were too hot for cuddles or didn't wanted his touch with or without his friends and family members around, basically always making up some excuse for two days straight and he was too frustrated to think about anything.

"Has Y/N been weird lately? Or is it just me?" Gavi had asked to his parents once as he watched you leave

"I think she's normal as always" Pablo said shaking his head to his son's words

"She's weird, I meant it in the greatest way ever by the way, we all are tho... But that's what makes her the way she is" Belén smiled as Gavi slightly smiled agreeing with his mom.

At this moment you were with his mom, dad, sister, Javi and a few of his friends but when he tried to put his arm around your lower waist to bring you close and you stood up, he lost it.

"Did I do something?" He followed you into the kitchen as you looked at him with wide eyes

"¿A qué te refieres?" (What do you mean?)

"You've been avoiding me during these past two days! The farest thing you've done is peck my lips twice! I'm asking you did I did something wrong? I wanna fix whatever is going on between us"

"You didn't do anything, Pablo"

"Then aren't you interested in me anymore? Is that it? Don't you love me anymore?"

"What?"

"Tell me straight away so in that way I won't be hurting anymore than what I have been lately with your sudden distancing!"

"Pablo" You sighed and his face fell

"Don't" He turned around to leave

"Hey, amor" You inmediately said following him "No, wait!"

"Hijo, where are you going?" Pablo, asked watching his son get out of the house

"What happened?"

"¡Que lo hemos llevado muy lejos!" (We took it too far!) You yelled running behind the youngest "Pablito, amor, wait!"

"¿Qué?" (What?) You looked at him with tender eyes when you saw his big brown eyes start tearing up

"Of course I still love you"

"The past two days doesn't look like you do" You sighed coming up to hug him tightly and kiss his cheeks, eyes, nose and lips like you had been longing to do this past two days

"It was all a prank"

"Huh?"

"It was a prank, Gavi" Pablo said

"We were tired of you fooling around with us, so we tried to get you back" Belén explained

"That's why your parents always called me up on something and when you asked them if they noticed anything in me, they brushed it off! It was a prank!" You took a lil step back "Of course I'm still interested in you, mi niño lindo. I'm deeply in love with you and it'll take forever for me to lost interest in you, mi amor." You hugged him tight and kissed his cheek several times

"Joder, I'll stop my pranks but just never ever again use her to prank me back, please" Gavi separated from you a bit as he sniffed and you wipped his tears away.

"Deal"

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Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

#M. is writing #fc barcelona #pablo gavi #fc barca #gavi #pablo gavi x reader #gavi x reader #pablo gavi blurb #pablo gavi imagine #gavi blurb #gavi imagine

[youuuimeanmee]

RWTGI 35.1 - 35.2 Thoughts

I forgot chapter 35.2 is already out WAAAHH

I say Kirishima's name a lot this time, maybe I should call him Kiri.

Okay, this chapter confirms my suspicion. So his family really did neglect him.

Uhh I don't think the diary is meant to prove himself as a victim. I bet it's to keep record of what makes him happy 😅

BAHHAHAH Gaddamit.

I thought he was mourning, or at least self-reflecting. Who knew he was playing soccer 🤣 (where is your sympathy kid, tf) At least he knew not to play in the middle of people mourning, lol

Oh yeah, I just remember, Sumire (Kiri's great-aunt) did say his parents tried to get him to talk after that incident, but no matter how much they tried, he never answered them. Maybe it's because he's aware he's too different from them, they wouldn't understand him anyway? If that's the case, that's kinda amazing of Kiri for being able to (kinda) open up to Gaku even though he never met him, because just from a short meeting he knows his great-uncle is not normal like himself.

(If Kiri is your average kid, even if Sumire dropped some hints that Gaku is similar to him, he wouldn't be able to take the hint because he's too clouded with "no one understands me" prejudice. But no. Our Kiri here uses his brainn, bro)

Aww baby 🥺

Turns out his "friend" is more normal than he thought, his plan failed, he got into trouble. He did so much, yet, didn't get anything in the end lolol

I'm surprised Kiri is the first one who asked to be adopted. I don't think Sumire or his parents ever told him that the man in front of him is a yakuza. He must've put two & two together and concluded it himself.

If I could guess why Gaku accepted a brat like Kiri, it's may be because he saw his potential. I'm sure he never heard about Kiri until his sister introduced him, but the fact that she asked for his help is enough prove that his family couldn't handle him anymore. He never introduced himself as a yakuza but Kiri, with limited informations and short time, knew right away. He's not scared or nervous like normal people. In fact, he just focus on getting what he wants, and willing to do anything to get what he wants. Talented. Abnormal. Obsessed. Unhinged. Gaku could really use those traits. Even if he couldn't become his grandchild, at least he could become a reliable subordinate. Maybe that's why he accepted him so quick 😂

(Turns out there's another reason in the next chapter tho, so I'll save my thoughts for later.)

This is just a reminder to myself: Gaku barely provided Kiri with the neccessity needed, probably because he needs to test his worth if he wants to earn that "yakuza's grandchild" title. Or at least that's my theory. Maybe Gaku is just naturally apathetic. Maybe both.

Kiri might've liked Gaku to a certain degree because he's one of his few family who accepts him as who he is, but I'm pretty sure growing up with a man like him in a yakuza household has worsen his mental condition, until he meet Yoshino.

Wow. Turns out it's not the first time he waits for hours in the rain 🤣

AUGH. beautiful. Beautiful. I'm crying 😭😭😭

That's smart of the author. We wouldn't know if he really blushed because of her or if it's just the rain, lol

Yoshino saw a wolf. Renji saw a a guard dog 🤣

I don't like how Aoi kicked my son, but I have to agree with him here. Don't lick your blood on the floor, yuck.

Daww look at his happy lil feet seeing his obsession crush 🥺🤭

We know that Kiri used to date older women to leech, but seeing it with my own eyes disgust me. Not just Kirishima, but that grown-ass woman too; having sex with a minor, what the fuck. That's what I like from the author tho, just bc the ML did it, it doesn't mean it's romanticized.

OOHHH the day when Kirishima is appointed to be Yoshino's guard dog. Never thought I'd see this day come so fast, I thought we gonna have to wait for ch 80 or smth.

Hmm? The guy who killed Kyousuke? Do we know him? Is it Suo Azami? Nah, if he's around the same age as Kiri, he's practically a baby at that time. Wait, didn't he change his face tho? How old is he again? Or myb it's not Azami at all, myb it's his boss, Akime Hishibe? Oh I forgot Shouma said he's already dead, but I highly doubt it. Maybe the mastermind is still alive.

Um, if Kirishima is owned by Gaku, and Gaku leaves him under Renji's care, does it mean he's now owned by Renji? He doesn't have to obey Gaku anymore?

I'm confused with this whole ownership thing now.

Wait. A month? You gotta go big??

Wait wait wait.

Wow, oh wow. I need to recalibrate everything.

This panel gives chapter 2 a whole new layer. Wow.

So like. He told her to sell her body not only because he was tired of her, but also because Renji told him he could make Yoshino go back to Osaka if he didn't feel like up to the task?

Though I don't think Kiri did that because he values his life; he did that merely because he thought she's boring and not worth his time. But then everything change 😂

Yo Renji. You're the one who said it's okay for Kiri to make Yoshino go back to Osaka. You said you'd take care of the rest, you even said he can be creative. He was doing such a great job at making her feel like she wanna leave, yet, you won't let him have his way?

Was Renji intentionlly flaming them both? Is this his plan all along; to have both children go screw each other in Tokyo and forget about Osaka for a year?

(Istg Renji's death flag has been up for a while now, I'm scared for Yoshino)

Oh wow, Kiri really did not lie. Their interest really do align perfectly.

To continue my point above about why would Gaku accept Kiri into his house, it seems like he wanted to use Kiri's talent and obsessiveness towards Yoshino to make him protect her, because he feel indebted/guilty towards Renji? Was he feeling responsible for what happen to Kyousuke? If that's the case, this makes Akime seem even more sus bc he used to be Gaku and Renji's close friend.

Seeing Kirishima's reminiscence sure brings tears to my eyes. From obsession to genuine love and affection. He really does come a loong, long way, huh. Maybe I should make a meta about this particular scene but idk, let's see if I feel like it.

But I don't think he would've feel this way if Yoshino didn't acknowledge his quirks and treat him "normally." She really is amazing.

The way he's so scared when Yoshino didn't move for literally 1 second he decided to check her pulse, like she could just drop dead in a blink. Even though he has seen how strong she is up until now. That irrational fear of losing someone, he finally understand 🥺🥺

I'm really REALLY surprised Yoshino relented and agreed to eat parfait 🤣 Kirishima you always win huh 🤣

Aww, he returned to the same place when he first entered the yakuza household, eat the same parfait he used to eat, but now he's together with a friend/lover he treasures for life, enjoying the life he found boring at the beginning 🥺😭💞

These past chapters have been a treat. Even after he declares he loves Yoshino multiple times, we never stop doubting him because the fear he instilled at the beginning is too strong to dismiss. Just like Yoshino, we have this lingering doubt that he doesn't really love her, he's just obsessed. These flashbacks managed to shed some lights into his character, making him seem even more human. Kiri really HAS been trying to show how genuine he is -- in his own awkward way -- and it shows 🥹

Just 2 more chapters until we catch up to the raws, I can't wait. I've seen it, and all I can say is, it's beautiful. And Kirishima says some crazy stuff while sober. I just can't with him. I love him, I hate it.

See you next time 👋

#raise wa tanin ga ii #rwtgi #rwtgi ch 35.1 #rwtgi ch 35.2 #rwtgi analysis #miyama kirishima #yoshino somei

[rosenallies]

hii hellooo

Can you do 1. on the h/c prompt list for sashnarcia? (if you still write that since marcia just got engaged), (also kinda have a lil idea, what if you put in a lil snippet of Marcia cutting their own hair until this scene happens? No need to add this tho, ur choice bae !! <3)

-🦴💫

I’m writing again yay<3 kind of <3 also ty for this v specific prompt, I love a specific prompt when I’m in a bad headspace bc I can just write without having to think of plot and whatever lmao

Tw/mentions of gender dysphoria

1. “What’s wrong?” “It hurts.” “What does?” “Everything.”

——

Anetra looked up at Sasha from her magazine, the quiet room suddenly suspicious to her.

“Sash, Marcia said they went up to shower, right?”

“Yeah, why? At least I think that’s what they said,” she shrugged, engrossed in a game of candy crush on her phone.

“But listen-“ Anetra paused, leaving the room silent.

“I don’t hear anyth- oh. That’s the problem, isn’t it?”

For as long as they’d both known and loved Marcia, they were anything but quiet, singing loudly whenever they got the chance. The shower was their favorite place to perform right after the real stage.

“Exactly, we’ve gotta go check on them, come one.”

Sasha followed Anetra up the stairs, the silence growing thicker and thicker as they got closer to the bedroom. Beyond the thin walls they couldn’t hear the shower, but they did hear faint whimpers.

They shared a look before barging into the bedroom and then the en suite bathroom they all shared. They expected to find Marcia sat in the closet with their knees to their chest like they usually did when they were anxious or upset, but instead they stood at the sink, scissors in hand hacking away at their silky blonde hair.

“Marcia!” Sasha exclaimed, prying the scissor’s from their hand, making them cry harder, “breathe, Marcia, baby, breathe. C’mon.”

Marcia collapsed against her chest in tears, Anetra swooping in to catch them and gently lower all three of them to the ground. Sasha and Anetra let them cry and cry until they couldn’t anymore.

“Sweetheart, what’s going on?” Sasha spoke soft and gently.

“I-I don’t,” they sniffed, tugging on their still long hair, “I don’t know, I’m sorry.”

“Hey,” Anetra gently reprimanded, “no sorry’s. You don’t need to say sorry at all, lovebug. Just tell us what’s wrong.”

They almost apologized again, but quickly closed their mouth, an embarrassed flush on their face. “It hurts,” they whispered instead.

“What does?” Anetra probed, visually checking them over for injuries.

“Everything,” they replied quietly, “I don’t feel-I don’t feel…right.”

“Now what’s this about not feeling right?” Sasha said brushing hair from their forehead.

“I feel like I look too much just like a girl and today I don’t feel like a girl-“

“Because you’re not,” Anetra reminded them, “looks don’t change that at all.”

“I know,” they sighed, tears blurring their vision again, “I know, it’s just hard. I don’t really feel like a boy and I don’t feel like a girl and I know I’m somewhere in the middle but if I look the way I do right now people just misgender me constantly. I don’t mind it so much from strangers but sometimes people I know I’ve told my pronouns to don’t even respect them and I thought maybe if I looked less-“

Sasha’s brows furrowed together with worry as she pulled them close. “You poor thing. How long has this been happening?”

Marcia shrugged, feeling hopeless. “A long time.”

“Oh darling,” Anetra cooed, “what do you need?”

They shrugged again, tugging on their hair until Sasha took their hands in hers.

“I guess I need help fixing this mess,” they laughed bitterly.”

Sasha smoothed their hair down. “You know, it’s not so bad and I happen to know someone who specializes in gender affirming haircuts.”

Marcia looked confused so Sasha explained further.

“Not so much the haircut itself but the experience. Haircuts are such an oddly gendered thing sometimes. Men go to barbers, women go to salons and blah blah blah, so my friend opened up a place for people to get whatever haircut they want in a safe and comforting and affirming environment. You could keep your hair long and flowy or even choose a typically masculine haircut and they’d still use your correct pronouns. What do you think?”

“I-I think I’d like that,” they replied, “thank you.”

“Of course, darling, don’t even worry about it, okay? Anetra and I are both here for you.”

Anetra nodded, leaning over and gently kissing their shoulder. “Always.”

#prompt request #drag racer au

[zaenaris]

Chapter 263: there’s so much to unpack

Oh boy.

So from that one extra in Weekly Shonen Magazine from Wakui, we already knew that Makoto (Papa Sano) died in an accident and that Sakurako (Mama Sano) died from an illness. We didn’t know when tho. I always wondered if it would have been just lore or if it would have been included in the story.

First of all, Makoto confirmed cheater. 

I gave him the benefit of doubt since we didn’t really know when Sakurako died, but now it’s confirmed he died when Mikey was 3 and that poor woman died after him and she probably helped raising Emma and cared about her even if she wasn’t her daughter, given how heartbroken Emma looked was when Sakurako died. It’s true she probably didn’t have much choice since Granpa Sano decided to take Emma in (it’s not clear when Sakurako fell ill, if Makoto and Sakurako used to live with Shin and Manjiro in their own house and then they moved to Granpa’s after Makoto’s death/when Sakurako fell ill) but given Emma’s reaction and the few moments we see her, she seems a quite nice person, she would have understood it was not Emma’s fault

Maybe when Makoto died (and in the following years), Mikey was too young at the time to understand his father’s actions but, holy shit, Shinichiro was not. I wonder if we will ever see something on Shinichiro’s POV because it was fucked up. I wonder what he thought about his father.

And at any rate, maybe not immediately, but at some point Mikey must have realized what Makoto did. Wonder if in the next chapters/flashback we will learn more because, while Sakurako knew what Makoto did (maybe she learnt about it only when Emma was brought to Granpa Sano’s house when she was 4 and Makoto was already dead, but still, she knew), she never spoke ill of Makoto.

Sure, she was quite cryptical but she always talked about him

Maybe she was still genuinely in love with him, never got a closure and trying to process everything herself, while trying to preserve some sort of good/neutral image of Makoto to Mikey, until he would have been old enough to make his own idea about his father? Idk, but it’s interesting, especially since Manjiro says “Then I’ll be like daddy too!” (Idk lil dude, it doesn’t sound the best of the ideas to me)

Mikey develops this idea the crying is for weak people, that he hates weak people and since he is strong he must not cry, he has to be strong to protect his mom (and later everyone else)

which is perfectly normal for a child wanting his mom to get better and to protect her, but, as we have seen many times in the manga, being physically strong won’t save you from pain and loss. Probably he felt he failed in saving his mom.

We saw Mikey crying in the story, but he always try to be strong and hide his sadness

When Mikey scars Haruchiyo, Sakurako was probably dead already, and all these feelings Mikey had and couldn’t process, only worsened. 

It’s interesting tho that Sanzu and Baji where still with Mikey after what he did to Haru - it’s implied some time passed, since Haru’s hair is longer (and Sanzu already was already on cloud nine watching Mikey beating the shit out of everyone. I guess the moment that changed Sanzu definitely was when he got scarred). Anyway, I still need Sanzu’s pov on this shit and what happened immediately after that because sure as hell Shin and Takeomi must have been terrified to see Mikey like that, Haru covered in blood and laughing and Senju in tears.

We know that in this period of time, Mikey was particularly vicious and that he calmed down only when he met Draken, which happen at the end of the chapter. Guess we will see his meeting with Draken from Mikey’s POV and we will see how this event changed him and his ideas.

The both look like lost puppies, how can they be so precious😭

#tokyo revengers #manjiro sano #sano makoto #sano sakurako #draken #sano shinichiro #emma sano #baji keisuke #sanzu haruchiyo #zae talks about tr #zaenaris #tokyorev meta

[softspiderling]

watching the teen wolf movie bc i’m bored out of my mind i’ll answer the asks when i get in the right head space guys don’t worry

@stilinskiderek this is mostly for you😭

sorry but liam speaking japanese cracked me up

the alpha???? plssss can you make it more obvious i’m crying

not allison😭

uh oh the red blinking light cannot mean smth good

jesus

LMAO SCOTT SAME

Help

what’s going on (i have not watched the trailer btw i do not know the plot)

chris’ reaction to bardo help😭😭😭

still??? like she’s been stuck between life and death for like 10ish years??

LMAO NOT BEWCON HILLS

i thought that’s where they were but i guess they’re in la

wait he hasn’t been back in beacon hills??

the way they act like they left after allison’s death lmao

bruh. i cannot look at holland the same after the shit she said about arden

HELP HAHAHAHHAHAHA

she still does the same face

the outfit is not giving

EWWWW

the ending of the series doesn’t even match up with the beginning of the movie but pop off i guess

OMG MINI STILES

you cannot tell me he’s NOT stiles’ son they’re exactly the same

HALE AUTO😭

he’s so babey

OMG ZADDY jordan

not that guy again (i forgot his name)

“his son” bruh the fixation on the jeep is family given

THAT ENTRANCE IS SENDING ME

HAHAHAHAHHA PLS CALL YOUR SON

derek is so daddy

eli is so derek and stiles’ son

“bc he knows i hate it” HELP

he even jumps out of the jeep likes stiles

he doesn’t even look like derek’s son😭

sorry but what was jeff thinking writing miniature stiles even though he despises sterek he’s so dumb

the trauma of allison’s death seems way too recent

there were like 3 seasons after her death and he never seemed to be affected by it until knoow

i know i know it’s bc of the plot

this outfit is way better

so what pairing was canon when the series ended? i legit can’t remember

EW NO

Not them

the amount of dirt seemed to have doubled in his fist lmaooo

LMAOO wait isn’t melissa here??? weird asf

jackson’s entrance is weird asf

how did lydia and stiles leave off?

jackson and ethan are still a thing😭

that is not how i pictured derek’s house to look like

LMAOOO

i missed his lil annoyed expression

THAT’S SUCH A STILES THING TO SAY

i’m so confused

LMAOOOOO

oh dang

so where’s his ‘mom’

oh jordan my man where’s all your hair

is he still a

WTF

ewwww

GROSS

Disgusting

that pairing doesn’t even make sense to me

he prolly left derek

oh man he’s so fed up poor baby

ew

skip

wasn’t he dating lydia at one point???

help that dude couldn’t have been chris right

LMAO right scott and malia used to date

awkward asf

this is so sus

what is GLING ON

OMG THWT IS NOT DEATON THATS THE NOGITSUNE i’m calling it

OMG WAIT CHRIS IS THE NOGITSUNE

LMAOOO ELI stiles’ son

it’s giving stiles

so they were walking through the woods for like an entire day

eli’s entire character is stiles coded

are they resurrecting her

they prolly did. and she’s gonna show up the next day or smth

WHAT RHE FUCK

why are all of them naked

omg it is melissa

ewwww

omg it’s coach

lmaooo

LMAOOK THE GRANPA LECTURE

“no that’s stiles’ son”

ALLISON DAME BACK TO LIFE WITH A MANICURE???

if she’s supposed to come back to life looking like she did when she died when is her hair long

why aren’t they sniffing her out

i am so confused

omg no chris 😭

bruh none of it makes sense

LMAOOKTHIS IS JUST MIRRORING STILES AND DEREK

bruh

they killed derek just like that?

doesn’t make any sense

that’s fucked up

oh okay he’s not dead yet

but like close

why isn’t he healing

doesn’t make any sense

bruh really peter

i do not understand the plot man

also liam’s role is so unnecessary??? and so is his gf??

what the hell just happened

PLSSS DEREK IS SO ADORABLE

“did you see your eyes”💀😭😭😭

LMAOOO YOU FUCKING IMBECILE I FSNT

why doesn’t derek turn into a real wolf tho

lmaooo ewwww

WHAT RHE FUCK

Emotional damage

why did derek have to sacrifice himself??? sorry but that doesn’t make ANY sense but okay

okay i need to process this shit

#i’m flabbergasted #derek hale #teen wolf

[lightlycareless]

OUGH CHAPTER 33,, this ones RICH theres so much here all of y/ns letters,, i wonder how hinata would feel if she actually got to read them?? not that she'd get through all of them before trying to break in there herself to get y/n out i imagine

NAOAKI,, calling y/n cute straight up now?? we're just straight into it there's no denying anything anymore. full on flirting out there-- good for them. and the GRAPE,, feeding her the grape,, im obsessed. hinata turning naoaki away bc of his resemblance to naoya-- i get why girl but also MAN you are missing out on the sweetest man in the world. n also the possibility of the zenin's getting pissy over hinata and naoaki talking to each other?? they are DERANGED for real its unbelievable.

mariya and tatsuro,,, i really do think she COULD tell hitomi i like to think she'd understand. and also backing herself into a corner w lying about to everyone i just can not imagine that ending well at ALL somewhere down the line

THE BOXES FULL OF RECORDS MY GODDD,,, naoya is going to give y/n a HEART ATTACK. its a thoughtful gesture but she is so (understandably!!) put off anything to do with him she just finds it creepy as fuck. it is so funny tho "there has to be another reason for his actions,, but what,," girl,,, hes trying to be nice for once this is not a murder attempt,,

and the idea that naoya's gonna eventually try to ask how she liked the gift oh MAN-- he's already gonna be torn up beyond belief over that last chapter ending (must be why we don't see him this time he's too busy crying) and to see her respond cold to like... what's probably the first real big thoughtful gift he's tried to get her?? devastating. obliterated.

this chapter is driving me insane and up the walls (in a good way) i am SO ready to see whats coming.. ur setting up for somethin big i know it,,,

Hello!!!! I’m glad you liked the bit of… lore I guess? I don’t know how to call it lol regarding Y/N’s letters! I only went through them briefly, in the aspect of what she must write and what not to keep a low profile, but never really showed what she was writing… and boy, was it sad.

Hinata would be very, very sad. Definitely. She’d first be upset, angry, quickly identifying that her letters are to set up a façade that everything is right, when it’s not. She’ll also be able to find some traces of Y/N being genuine whenever she speaks of the twins or her staff… perhaps. But overall, those clues end up being irrelevant to the fact that Y/N is in danger and needs to be taken out of there as soon as possible.

And her not caring for Naoaki…. Hahahahahah it made me laugh and a bit frustrated tbh, but how is she supposed to know?! yet OMG he's RIGHT THERE.

I did think on various occasions that her acting that way with him might’ve been... reckless, like it could’ve raised some red flags from him and be like “Hinata is acting weird” subsequentially, leading the clan to be further vigilant of her. However, Naoaki doesn’t know what’s up with his clan, and his priority is to help Y/N above anything else so… yeah. I wish she would’ve given him the benefit of the doubt and approached him, doing so on any other occasion I think, when she isn’t there for work and isn’t overworked either lol.

But yeah, she’s tired of all she’s been put through and couldn’t care less of engaging with other people as of right now. To Naoaki’s defense… Hinata didn’t talk to anyone else either, so there’s that 🤭

I’m still surprised the Zen’in weren’t lil bitches about it, they probably didn’t consider their interaction to be that important anyway—since their secrets are safely guarded… at least for now. Kind of. Hinata is still not out of their radar. Hmm. They’re probably thinking on how to not get involved in the crisis since they think so little of non-sorcerers lol.

Now onto Mariya…. I just love causing conflicts with her lmao. You could argue that she’s not doing anything… wrong per se, but man, lies and lack of communication can lead to some pretty terrible misunderstandings and that’s the least of the things I want happening between Y/N’s staff 😭 But essentially Mariya is afraid that speaking out loud of this situation might lead other members of the staff overhearing this, rumors begin to circulate around the house, and she loses her job 💀 It’s not that she doesn’t trust Hitomi, but she’d rather keep it hidden from everyone to avoid these risks. (also, the pain of having disappointed her is too much for her to even contemplate 😭 she cares too much for the sisters, and already gone through something like that with Y/N... no, I can't have her suffering 😭😭)

As for Naoaki… that freaking scene with the grape was like omg…………………………………………………… I wanted to go heavier on the subtle implications, but I was like no ma’am, Y/N pulled away from that one and I don’t think Naoaki would insist after seeing her reject his advancements sooooo maybe for another time 😊 This was also a way to show just how… bold the two had become after the whole Naobito/Naoya/Y/N thing went down, had this been before that, Naoaki would’ve never done something like that.

I can imagine Ranta watching the two from some undisclosed corner frantically hoping that Naoya won’t come out and see them lmao.

Finally… the mystery of whatever Naoya was shoving inside his pocket the chapter before is revealed!

Guess he was listening to what Y/N was telling him, however, for him to suddenly go out and buy them implies another motive behind them… or at least that’s what I intended to write 🤭 Naoya is trying something, to be nicer I guess, but without him taking accountability I don’t think there’s going to be any advancements soon. 😫 He’s still out there having some kind of war with Naoaki, when he should be focusing on Y/N and his marriage!!!!! Well, best wishes to him I guess lol.

Now… I won’t say much outside of that hehe because it will be expanded on the next chapter, it's a Naoya-centric one where we'll see what he was doing while this went down, as well as a bit of—

Anyways, thank you so much for tuning in for a new update!! The build up for the next chapter has me at edge, nervous… but excited too and I can’t wait to show you!!! (let the hype be appropriate) But for now, I shall take it easy, I got my birthday to enjoy (and this annoying cold out of the goddamn nowhere!!! To overcome)

Have a wonderful weekend, take care, and hope to see you soon!!!

#ask #ask series: first it hurts— #naoya zenin #naoya zen'in #naoya x reader #naoya zenin x reader #naoya zenin x your #jjk naoya #naoya zen'in x reader

[bunycube]

!!! hi again (sorry in advance for the very long message ,_,)

wait so do you mean that there is not english translation of Lamento ? so like if i were to download it I'd need to play it in Japanese ? o.o and like find a translation and read from there at the same time !? heck :")

ominous yes!! but there's something really nice about it ??!!

💀💀 not me imagining Tetsuo as a cardboard box now ksndjdjdj i see what you mean tho still i love him nonetheless :') i think he's just a lil bit shy and quiet, keeps to himself alot.. i feel like he's never really had any close friends,, maybe any friends at all i liked seeing glimp of soft and gentle Tetsuo :') there were some really cute and tender moment with Youji too (well as cute and tender as it can be given the circumstances lolol) it's fun to imagine what they all could have been like without all this innerbeings stuff fuckin them all up

it's ok to feel so close to Youji even if you don't know why 😊♡ and YEAAAS i felt the same same same about Z!!!! :"))) very interested to hear more of your thoughts about him if you ever feel like writing them down 👀👀

skdjdjdj entire cities apart made me laugh but true :^) tho even if he left his dad and all that the hell within would still follow him,,, he can't help that he been dragged into all this by his dad and he literally has no escape ,_,

hahajjsjsjsjs i know now there are no sweet endings lmao i can't say i didnt know at first because i had been warned but STILLLLLL i wasnt expecting that from Makoto!!!!! for that end to be so unhinged x') i thought he'd be the less bad difjfjdj

i do like to also imagine something where they someone all get free from the nonsense and just get to have normal lives and happiness ;_;

LOL i dont remember the ugly outfit :"))) i wasn't sure about Rin at first like ,,,, what's his angle,,, he is just pretending to be nice,,, why so mysterious,,,, he did grow on me but idk idk

aw im sorry Nano's made you feel that way :'( i love him very much :'):

aaaa i wasn't sure what to think of Motomi in all the other routes i was very mmm🤔🤔🤔🤔mmm but when i did his route i was like !!!!😍😍😍!!!!!

yeah Akira was alright but Aoba probably remains my fav protagonist(is that the right word??) and and i loved Takeru alot too , before he died when he sees like his sister and his parents and ;_; made me cry lowkey wish he had a route too ~ aND IT'S OK I LOVE GUNJI TOO WOAA

i like Arbitro too a little for some reason there's just something about him ,,,,, but his route was really underwhelming to me ??? idk i was expecting more from him

NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE!! RAMBLE AWAY very interesting to read someone being excited about what they are talking about !! :)))))))

never apologize for long messages!!! i love em! response under cut

there IS an eng translation for lamento! its just a pretty long process to download it haha. i was saying that i had to download some dvd mounting thing to get it to work snfbsb the game itself is fully translated, no worriesbthere!!

yesyes its like kimda ominous but still calming w all rhe quiet sunset empty classroom vibez...you know....

😭😭 oh yeah i get u, i think tetsuo is just a reserved kid plus he prob felt like he didnt fit in very well? thats just me guessing but he seems like that kind of guy...i think hes the same as youji in that respect, both of them kimd of quiet n awkward n not teh type to easily make friends :) he does some pretty bad things but im like sigh well its this kind of game so ofc that happens...besides that i think hes just an awkward quiet kid who looks rly intimidating like hes not bad once u start talking to him. i lovednsome of his gentler scenes w youji, my favs when they were eating ramen and tetsuo picks out the bamboo shoots from youjis bowl bc he doesnt like them...it made me so 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i also loved when youji was showing him pics of his nephew ...idk idk sp is so dark but i loveee gentler scenes like this its so 💔 to me that they manage to find moments of peace despite everything around them...

oh true i thought abt this too...no matter how far zenya runs away he can never escape bc the thing thats causimg all his problems is his own body, so he just cant run away from it or do anything abt it ;___; poor boy he never asked for this n his whole life is just doomed from tjebstart bc of his shitty father...

if i started talking abt why i like zenya we would be here ALLL LDAY and rhis post would literslly never end lol i just like analysing him and how everythign hes been through shapes his actions and behaviour n all hmmmm

OH YES...sweetnpool normal au :))) i lvoe to imagine it i feel like tetsuo youji n makoto would hang our together n zenya is that one guy no one invited but he jsut joined in anyway n the others dont rlycwant him there but well. hes there now

lmaoo this is the ugly outfit

ohh yeah i was thinking abt this yesterday too and aoba is hands-down my fav chiral protag!,$& i jusr love him sm his personality design everything is chef kiss hes so fun and lovely and means sm to me. hes very comforting to me personally as well and hes just a special boy...tho i love the other protags as well haha

OH YEAH i loved takeru too wtfff i wasnso sad when he died bc he had never had antthing good ivhis life n thenche dies SO BRUTALLY...and he jsut wantednto help his family it made me v sad :( they spent sm time on him i fully expected him to atleast have an ending so when he died i was like huh, wiat what 😭😭😭😭

ngl, arbitro makes me sick 2 my stomach for reasons u prob already know but he surprisingly isnt relevant ti the plot st all? so i keep forgetting abt him. i liked how campy his design was but thats it. hecmakes me sick !!! yeah jdbfbd

same for u! i lovenreading lomg responses haha i always ramble a lot so i feel less guilty if the person also writes a long reoly, beside its very fun to read and respond to!

#ask #ill put under cut wait i need to go on desktop #long post

[bitchkay]

Sherry and Rio are besties.

This is common knowledge--

If Roy and Rio have known each other for a long time so have Sherry and Rio just by default and let me tell you I just know the vibes were just vibing, the vibes were there and they stuck, immediate friendship.

They have sleepovers.

Yes as adults.

It dosen't matter how old you are, doing some fuck shit with your best friend, talking/laughing all night, behaving like a child for just a little while, will always be the best. Fight me.

From gossip, lame jokes, to deep conversations, they sit on the floor talking while Sherry paints Rios nails.

Sherry gave him a makeover one time and Rio was so shook he almost didn't wanna wash his face, as soon as he looked in the mirror his jaw dropped, bro looked gorgeous, she done did his hair too. Rio felt so pretty♡

Imagine walking into Sherry's room and you just see her and Rio sitting on the floor in pajamas, Rio has curlers in his hair, press ons on his finger nails, and Sherrys putting false lashes on his freshly makeup face. Legendary.

Rio lets Sherry use him to practice makeup, he has no problem with it cus girl is talented with a makeup brush. If Sherry can't cook best believe she can do makeup.

Rio let her pluck his eyebrows and he started sobbing.

Rio comforted her the first time a man broke her heart. Stayed with her the whole time, let her cry it out on his shoulder, didn't force her to talk if she didn't want to but listened intently as she vented, gave her the backbone she needed when her self esteem was at its lowest. Even if he doesn't understand fully, he knows shes in pain and just wants her to be back to her usual self however long that takes. We stan😤😤

Rio told off the dude and it was quite the scene. Lil baby dick couldn't even get a word in, Rios mad now. How dare you take a away Sherrys smile, Sherry is amazing but I guess you're too blind to see it, now her hearts broken left for Rio to pick up the peices.

He didn't have the Rio stamp of approval anyway🙄🤚🏽

Sherry prefers to hangout in her room cus she thinks Rios room smells like cheese

They never let Thoma feel left out, come join the fun bestie😁

I can imagine Rio visiting Invidia for some important reason but in the middle of the night him and Sherry are running through the sprinklers in the royal garden in their pajamas just playing around. It's the middle of the night we off duty royalty right now

But everyone would be so worried cus why did you leave your rooms, we were looking for you, look and your all wet, do you know what time it is, is that grass in your hair, what were you doing

Everyone other day they're responsible, but you gotta have one day to be reckless yk, well forgivably reckless, they're still royals

Everyone thinks they're courting and it's always met with grossly hysterical laughter, cus the thought of becoming paramours has never crossed their mind, it's so funny to think about. 'What kinda drugs you on to think we together, I know you smoking that pack🤨🤨'

And it always comes off as insistent denial, nah they not romantically inclined nor will they ever be, like it's to the point where it's just become some kind of joke between them now lol

They were each others first kiss tho but it was the weirdest experience ever 'ew you taste like cheese what the fuck, I'm never doing that again😟' then Rios out here licking his lips cus apparently he tastes like cheese, he wanna get a taste, then it hits him that hes been insulted and he like 'damn I'm kinda offended😕'

When ever one of them is down they go to the other one to cheer up, whether that's be laying on the floor counting the lights on Sherrys chandelier or helping Rio make a sky apple pie(Rio doing most of the work) they got each others back frl😩😩

'Aye what we is? For lifers😋😋'

Sherry and Rio platonic besties supremacy‼‼

#sherry invidia #rio voleri #court of darkness #This post wasn't suposed to be so long but I just kept fucking going💀💀 #Sherry and Rio platonic besties supremacy‼‼ #voltage inc

[thirtyoneflirtingnoneanddying]

11.13

I basically just came here to commemorate the fact that Tre is really great about foreplay like it might not be very long but he puts in a decent amount of work. Necessary work!!!!!!

He’s got that ZIQQ too lmao god I wanna kill myself

He’s just so sweet and soooo different from every guy I’ve ever ever known. In the ways that really count. Although he did call Megan a “white bitch” in sf which was a lil oop but tbh I get it. There are many many names I could call many many people lol

You know sometimes as I type I’m like damn I wonder if this lil fucker is gonna make me look stupid af lol

But you know what? I do believe I have very valuable things to learn from him. So I guess no time is wasted. I guess it would just suck to go back to strangers… I don’t want that!

You know what tho, it would just be another transition. And if it ends, it will be something I can get thru. But I guess atp I just really want him. I like him a lot. There are things that need shaping up but shit me too.

So there’s a lesson rn. Just like having love and respect for the process. Wanting to grow with. Wanting to support and help. Encourage.

I am afraid that things could become one sided. But I guess that’s where communication comes in.

Idk I’m overthinking it. I’ll be seeing him this weekend from Sunday to Monday. We’re car camping. I’m very excited to see him and be able to sleep with him again.

We shall see I guess. As always.

Oh! Also. He called me “my beautiful sleepy love” last night. I’ve called him “my…” something or other (my lil legless treasure, my lil cherry on top) and he finally said “my” yesterday and I just about died. It was so cute.

Idk where this is going…… I can only imagine it will be good. I don’t want to fight with him or argue or whatever and I don’t know if I see that in our personalities. Although I have not yet been triggered by him (in person lol) so idk! I just feel like I can handle it I guess. I would need to see how he handles being triggered. Because if he’s not good with that, like if he’s irate, I know I’ll have a hard time. I’m sure I’d cry. But I don’t see him being that way.

I honestly think we’ll be able to talk about things. All I wanna do is build something with him. I hope to god this man can build lol

[stray-tori]

trigun stampede reaction compilation & thoughts

it is trigun stampede time. <- can't watch new link click ep

funfact: I called Meryl Merelyn for like. the entire watch. I can't hear :)

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finally watching trigun stampede. i enjoy it a lot so far. sometimes the animation is a bit too overly animated (lol) but that's my only nitpick so far.

Meryl going "!!! journalistic integrityyyy, don't flatter meeee" was so cute, she's very endearing.

I didn't think it'd hook me that well, I just kinda wanted something to distract me a bit.

(insect bomb thingies) JESUS CHRIST

(idv reference) breaking wheel crossover spotted.

i like that the antagonist is just in this wack-ass clothed hood (how is it so big?) and is just.... slowly walking across the desert to the goal, like dude you couldn't get... a vehicle or sth? damn

a funny dude ominously terrifying but kinda funny

nvm absolutely terrifying the hood is still a lil goofy

why's there another kid that has the same hairstyle as the other two as kids......

(Kni obliterating the town) ok but why tho dude

oh hey wolfwood. oh. he ded. epic.

lmao his speech to god with that deadpan voice and wide kneel is sending me he is kinda creepy- i get that hes being nice to this traumatized child. but he comes across. as so creepy lol- "hey kid WANT A LOLIPOP" (this is even weirder in hindsight, like did he know?? he being an actor out here)

well. they ded. rip NO SPLITTING THE PARTY this show is genuinely creepy

???? they were too busy with the flir compliment to notice Roberto just fucking vanishing in front of them?? okay okay i see how it is

Wolfwood: "you fool!!" (proceeds to keep standing in front of the worm too)

HIS NAME IS NIKOLAS???

fellas does it mean sth to take the words of your thematic foil to heart and eat something again?

awww they're both sleeping in the back of the car lol, adorable

Meryl: im dying of a heat stroke Meryl: (in jacket)

Hello Norton from the 4vs1 asymmetrical game Identity V.

ooh it was a flashback :0 smooth ... mAN :( NO THIS DUDE. NOT THIS DOCTOR DUDE

why did his death actually bring the wind back i dont understand... like uh, I get that there's some religious theming going on here; but is the show saying that it's actually true and he was needed as a sacrifice? idk about that one chief. Maybe it's "sth sth natural order restored" but hmmm

Subtitles sure would be nice for this silent movie segment (dub was too incompetent to add subtitles for the text, so i had both sub and dub open and alternated as the segments happened. fun times. tbh it probably wasn't that relevant but oh well)

this artstyle and animation of this orphanage segment is SO NICE

that was adorable and way more "eyo?" than i expected from this show. dude smoked as a toddler too though, goddamn.

i…… what about wolfwood being against the cult until they blackmailed him made blue-hair think killing everyone they can blackmail him with would make him a better devotee. Like I guess he's not genuine now but I feel like killing everything he's trying to protect by helping them, is just.... kinda counterproductive.

Wolfwood: ILL SKIN YOU ALIVE AND PLAY WITH YOUR BONES UNTIL YOU BEG FOR DEATH Vash: 🥺

(the context does make sense but this fucking killed me)

ik that its literal for him bc he doesnt need it but saying he wont eat the food bc its "a waste" just hits different for me.... hng.

im gonna cry bc this "home" segment is so nice and im sure soon ill cry bc its gonna get RIPPED AWAY

LUIDA SURVIVED THAT??? HOW DID SHE SURVIVE THAT- Halleluja.

NO HIS HAIR- UNDO THIS RIGHT NOW. WHAT IS THIS- WHERE'S SOFTIE- epic callback tho (? idk what the relation to the other trigun media is.)

apparently it's sort of an semi-divergent prequel? according to the comments at least..... which..... probably means the hair is gonna stay... *sob*

okay, what is even happening-

goddamn the fucking burning animation on Knives.... they went insane, that looked so good.

I- what is happening-

I'm assuming the name of the newbie Meryl will take on is meaningful to the franchise bc it was framed like that but I just sat there like... "w-who? should i know them?"

where's vash :(

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On characters and dynamics

So, some stuff I didn't really comment on but the whole plants thing is very cool, lots of interesting philosophical arguments. Even if the whole... scientist shows journalists around thing was a little.... well, damn, aren't you nice, huh? IDK THAT WAS SO RANDOM WHAT DHSAJD-

Also the imagery of Vash having cords to all of the plants sure was something. (not negative)

I... was really confused on what was going on with his vine thingies at the end. I'm pretty sure both him and Knives got 1 wing each with their... tentacle... thingies, but they never really focused on it well (or maybe I was too tired to notice) so I was like "?? what is this noise behind him" for like... 2 minutes.

I think the show peaked with everything except the end for me (like all the plants stuff, like everything going on with the morality aspects and all that)- which might be my lack of trigun investment going into it to be fair. I feel like.... they did set it up but then didn't really deliver on it in a way that felt impactful to me, things were just kinda... happening and people were just kinda... there. Which like, i get this is kinda beyond anyone's capabilities but. YOU KNOW-

Maybe I just don't get it (likely), but I feel like it was kind of set up well, but then also not really resolved with the same "pieces"?

Like uh. we had wolfwood and vash redirect the cannon from the orphanage, which is very similar to vash redirecting the core-space-cube-thingy from the city in the end.

And we also had the whole "reach the person inside" aspect with livio, which then kind of came back with vash. But Meryl... idk, her part in the climax felt kind of unearned or... not as impactful to me? She wasn't really involved in the livio stuff at all.

I'm not saying Wolfwood would have made sense to be there in her stead, not rly, but her being there just didn't really do anything for me. She even already had her moment of not running away in the orphanage arc too. And she also didn't really have a huge impact in the end either, because it was mostly Rem's memory? Which like, you could argue makes my whole problem irrelevant which is fair, but idk. felt strange.

So yeah, I do think that i find it a jarring that the ending kinda had this whole Meryl->Vash and Wolfwood->Meryl rescuing thing going on, when I feel like the show almost exclusively focused on Meryl+Roberto and Vash+Wolfwood.

#tori talks #trigun stampede #tristamp #tori has opinions

[asafeplaceforus112]

The owl house season 3 episode 3 watching and dreaming

OH MY GOD!!! KINGS DAD?!?!

String bean my beloved 😭😭😭

OH MY GOD THE GIRL FRIENDS ARE FIGHTING

Holy fuck these nightmares

I love how the semantics are how Luz figured it out

Why did Luz touch Amitys arm pit as a way to know she "felt like Amity" ??? XD Luz been squishing her arm pit??

OH MY GOD THE OWL HOUSE FAMILY MEETING EACH OTHER AGAIN

Eda kissing their heads!!!

Oh no belos knows king is a titan

Raines voice is so soothing

The palismans becoming frieeends

I like that Luz is realising that the collector is just a confused kid

Come on Raine you got this,get rid of him!

It's Pacman!!!!

Marbles!

God you just know that the games were gonna be an episode! If only Disney weren't fuck wits

Tetris!

"I think I barfed ... Like TWELVE TIMES" "Wanna make it lucky number thirteen *yeets king*"

The collector has they/them pronouns awwweee baby space child

The collector is just a kid that's been used by the adults in their life. Smol vibes with that, we all vibe like that

Low key love the detail of the heart beating still, coz hearts do be like that, they keep pumping by themselves out of the body

Holy shit holy shit holy shit it's SANS /J /lh

OH MY GOD IS THE TITAN ACTUALLY ALIVE??

The belos spread is really really disgusting and that's like a compliment to the animators

NO BITCH he TRYING TOU KNOW

You know collector really tried

OH MY GOD ITS GROWING ON HER OH FUCK THAT

This fucks with our fear of holes so bad

OH MY GOD LUZ JUST DIED LUZ JUST DIED

"I dont feel so good Mr. Stark" energy HOLY FUCK

Oh my god Luz just died

Holy shit holy shit this is so fucked up

The collector not understanding that she won't come back

Theyre so confused and scared poor baby

oh thank god, kings dad thank god

HOOTY IS A WORM FROM KINGS DAD

NO YIU FUCKIN EITH NE, HES EO SMOL AND LIKE DAD SHAPED

KINGS DAD IS BIGENDER

I love King's dad

Please please I need king to meet his dad

I'm gonna cry king isn't gonna meet his dad will he

The idea of the massive skeleton having the clothes I just oh no

Oh it makes sense.... Because because they couldn't have the boiling Isles if the titan woke up and existed

Oh no string bean

Oh no the collector is so confused and scared

OH NY GOD TITAN KYZ IS SI FHCKING COOL

LUZ STILL DOING CATCHPHRASES

Edas happy "aaaaaaaaaah"

I love how Luz is taller

Please don't have the collector die, I really luv the lil dude

I like how eda has to help coz Luz isn't used to having magic by herself

Nawww gus' lil guy falling 😭😭😭

I LOVE THAT IT WAS A THING FROM THE BEHINGING THAT ITS "MAGIC COMES FROM THE HEART" stop that's so cute

RAINES ALIVE

Awwwwweee they love each other

LUZ SAID THE LINE

Different note, I love how King screams the aroace flag /lh /hj

Fuck you belos

Awwwwweee the archive building turns into a crown for the titan

Awwwee the collector just wanted friends

Now kisth (referring to Raine and eda)

I love how Belos is trying to pretend like he's cursed

I love that they just squished Belos

"dang kid you do have tol genes"

They made it! They're all alive

"I loathe you" " bread pun!!!" Shut that's so sad and cute and heart breaking

Awwwee they're all together

OH MY GOD GROWN UP LUZ??? I HEARD THAT VOICE DEEPEN

STEEEEEEEVE

Awwwee Gus having different clones and his dad guessing which one

DARIAS AND HUNTER SHUT

Borscha missed her GFS /j /lh

SSTTTEEEEEVVEEE

The girlfriends kiss im so glad

AWWWEEE EDA AND CAMILLE MET

HOOOOOOTTTTTTTYYYYY MY BELOVED

King saying " I hope I see you again"

Luz has no magic ):

She still has string bean and potions tho!

GROWN UP LUZ

THEY BOTH GRADUATED

STRING BEAN WITH AN APPLE ON DA HEAD

Hunter became a person that makes palismans

They're in love ur honor

He got his moustache!!

Oh my god Amity is a queeeeen

Awwweee he retired

Awwwwweee they figured out magic to get rid of the coven seal I'm so happy

OH MY GOD DARIUS AND ALFOR? COUKD THERE BE A SHUP? COUKD HE HATE HIM COZ HE OOGES HIM MWYBE!!!

Raine 🥰

Gus is a teacher

EDA HAS A HOOOOOOOK I LOVE THST FOR HER

King is lanky!!!!! Lanky middle evolution!!!!

Awwwwwweeee "king-cerea"

THE BIRTHDAY CAKE DOLL THING

King si making magic!!!

NEW GLYPH LANGUAGE SHUTDUDP

HES SO LANKY

Willow Dom's the hell out of hunter /j /lh

"BYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEE"

SHUTTUP oh my god ;-;

Tdlr: fuck Disney for not giving us more of this show

#owl house spoilers #the owl house watching and dreaming

[ivanshogun]

A Friend's Trust Part (2/3)

 “How about we eat dinner, ████? I'll cook” she smiled. I nodded, helping her to cook and eventually serving it on the dinner table. She sat beside me as we start to eat. “Mhhm, this is quite good.” I said. “Thank you. I live alone so I had to improve my cooking skills a lil bit” she said. We continued eating, talking to each other bit by bit. I'm enjoying my time here. She stood up as she finishes her meal, going on front of the fridge and she got some beer. Although after everything i've done, she still looks sad. “Let's get wasted tonight!” she slammed down the bottle of beer on the table, putting some in a shot glass and chugging it down without a stop. “Here's yours,████” she gave me a shot and I just drank it. “Keep that shot glass, I'll have this”, she said as she pours down the beer in a regular glass. Is she already drunk even before we met up? Glass after glass after glass, she drank all of it, getting another from the fridge. “Hey Shane slow down, it's bad for your liver y'know” I said, trying to stop the onslaught.  “Shut up, let's just drink” she said. She started to sob and then cry, crying out loud as she says all of her failures up until now, how her life were just suffering. Did she really had it rough? I can't do anything but listen to her cries, drinking as she puts beer on my glass. Eventually she stopped, her head slammed on the table “████ please watch over m.....” she said as she falls asleep. “Oh man, this is going to be tough” I said as I lift her up. I found her room and quickly put her on her bed. With me also being drunk, I just couldn't think properly. I stared at her unconscious body, her slightly revealing sleeveless tops and her short skirt  showing her bare thighs. I cannot stop myself from climbing on the bed, to slowly approach her beautiful face, as my heart started to beats faster, my sweat dripping down my face, I lifted up her chin and kissed her red soft lifts. Ah great, my first kiss tasted like beer.  Even though she's asleep I felt her tongue slowly moves, swirling around my tongue. An erotic kiss emerged from me just trying take advantage of her unconscious body. She quietly moaned as both of our voice echoed throughout the room. I broke off from the kiss and saw that she's still asleep. Feeling my hard dick pulsing like it wants to burst out of my underwear, I unzipped my pants I slowly got on top of her. Wait this is wrong, first of all I'm under 18(17) years old and she's 20, I don't know if this counts as pedophilia and without her consent? This is basically just rape. But chances like this rarely even happens. I tried to stop myself but I slowly fell into temptation. Lifting her skirt up and pulling down on her underwear, seeing her womanhood up close only made me even harder. Sheesh, she clean tho, no hair.  I reached out to my pocket and found out the my rubber is missing.Oh shit when I needed it the most it vanished. Welp I guess I'll do it raw,hope I won't get STD. Feeling the very end of my dick slowly getting in, I felt my body kicked forward and forced me to thrust harder. With the full length of my dick inside her she moaned loudly without waking up. Tears started to come out of her eyes as bloods drips down between her thighs. She said she never done it before so shit I just basically stole her first time.... I can feel her insides as I move my hips slowly as possible. Feeling the soft and supple flesh inside, it's just feels too good. I slowly looked up to rob off another kiss but onto my surprise she's awake. Her eyes wide open, filled with disgust.

#stories #love story

[bunny-rambles]

i did see the huge follower spike! oh well i'm glad :3

i hhhh have a few news?? first of all, i got albedo!!!! i am so so happy because i've wanted him for a long time, and he's so strong even with the worst artifacts ever ;;;; i love him 💕

also, today there was like a cosplay event in my city, and a friend of mine and i went there as xiao and scara (i obv was scara lmao :)) it was so much fun!! met a kokomi cosplayer so pretty i am now in love! also there was this lovely couple cosplaying as zhongli and tartaglia and they were both so hot ;-; thankfully we managed to strike a friendship with them lol

tartaglia the tartaruga oh my God. cutesy tiny turtle with tiny water blades ;;;; i'm thinking abt my turtle with a pretty red scarf and i am crying omg thank you for the image (also the lil albedo drabble was so cute pls don't worry about self indulging yourself eheh)

also, today's word is fotografia. it means photograph, and we took lots of them today :'

bye bye bunny! i hope you too have been well, and that you still are :3

ti voglio bene!

- 🍓

P.S. we were all "stealing" lil paper cutouts of genshin boys today (we had permission to do so tho lol). i got alhaitham and then all my group decided unanimously that he's the hottest man in genshin, followed by like, cyno i think. anyways, that was fun :'

YOU GOT THE BOY YEEEESSSSS !!

I hope you have fun with him, if you’re having difficulty building him, let me know and I’ll help because I think mine is pretty decently built !! And I’ll help you with domains, you have my UID hehe

Berry as Scara? Oh I need to see that OTL I’d have to give a hug and not let go, and maybe give your friend a few head pats because it’s xiao :,) omg I would’ve probably fainted at the sight of a hot Childe cosplay;;; if I ever went, I’d have to go as Nilou or Diluc so I can skip out on buying a wig ehehe

He deserves a nice scarf :) (and thank you, I’m just glad it didn’t annoy you)

Maybe one day we can take a fotografia together (scara or not, both would be nice💞)

I’m not really doing well, I’ve had a strange feeling these past few weeks and it’s not gone away. But it hits at night when no one’s awake so I guess it doesn’t matter much. It’ll probably go away. Dw about me though, no matter what happens, I always manage to get back up when I fall - both a blessing and a curse

ti voglio bene berry 💞

#bun speaks #🍓 anon #sorry for the wait

[kimvvantae]

the misadventures list; 1 (m)

➜ the night shift can be very wild at times. you’ve witnessed so many strange, concerning and absurd situations happen inside the tiny convenience store that you could make a long list with everything that got you stunned - and the situation that takes the prize of being the weirdest of your list is the night a desperate millionaire, for the sake of saving his fortune, asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend.

pairing: playboy!jimin x (f) reader

genre: smut, comedy (?), fluff • fake dating au

warnings: explicit sexual content in future chapters. coarse language. me trying to be funny i guess

rating: 18+

word count: 6k

A/N: so excited to finally share this one with you guys!! i really needed to write something lighthearted after so much angst (even tho yall know me so there's definitely gonna be a lil bit of angst in the future). feedback is always much appreciated!

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➜  Chapters: check out masterlist in bio!

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Working in a 24h convenience store is quite the experience.

Despair leads humans to take drastic decisions. Living alone as a college student in a big city is in itself a situation of despair - especially if you have no family to help you out with the bills and not enough professional experience to get a decent job. So, when you saw the rent coming just around the corner and you had a spectacular amount of $15 in your bank account, you accepted the first job offer that appeared in front of you.

Yes. You accepted the night shift.

Does it mean that you barely sleep these days and you feel that your brain is going to actually melt? Yes. But at least the salary is a little higher than your last job and the store is two blocks away from your apartment.

Also, sometimes you end up witnessing interesting things.

The store is pretty empty most of the time - which means that you just sit behind the cashier counter for hours straight trying not to die of boredom. You can study a lot, which is good, but sometimes, when you already did everything you had to do - from organizing items on shelves back and forth to wiping the floor twice or feeding the dog that always passes by around 2AM -, you have no choice but sit there and question your life choices.

When customers do come, though, it's usually the same type of people. You have already memorized the pattern of customers: sad college students that come to buy dinner (usually noodles. Delicious, cheap and unhealthy. What else could a broke young adult want?), or drunk college students that come after leaving clubs to buy some snacks, or drunk and sad college students that don't have that many friends to go out with, so they buy beer, eat noodles and cry alone in their respective apartments/dorms. You somehow relate to all of them.

From time to time, some people out of the pattern show up, though. There was that homeless man that once came in to simply buy Oreo but you ended up discussing the consequences of the 2008 financial crisis for about forty minutes (a really smart man, that one). There was also that time when a woman walked in wearing nothing but lingerie and bunny ears; she bought some condensed milk, called you pretty and left (you never blushed so hard in your life). Or that time you had to chase a 12 year old down the street holding a baseball bat because he tried to steal a vodka bottle (fortunately, you didn't need to actually beat him up. The little devil threw the bottle and ran away while people stared at you like you were crazy). Oh, let's not forget that time a group of people with questionable fashion sense tried to lure you into becoming a part of their cult (something about aliens and illuminati. That time you got actually scared).

After three months of working here, you got convinced that this small convenience store is actually an anomaly in space-time. A place where dimensions merge. Universal rules don't apply here. One day a talking polar bear might just walk in to buy Coca-Cola and you'll be like oh, that's neat.

And tonight is one of those nights when the matrix seems to fail and a weird ass dude shows up.

It's true that you heard the front door open a few minutes ago; you simply lifted your head from behind the counter, trying to peek at them, but the person disappeared behind the shelves quickly. Because you were too focused on highlighting your textbook, you didn't really pay mind to whoever it was. After around ten minutes, you felt your body itching and your vision blurring after so much reading (tax law is one of your least favorite subjects) and decided to reorganize the items on the snacks section once again.

That's kind of how it went for around four minutes.

Then you notice that there is an actual person sitting on the floor behind the refrigerators.

You gasp.

The person turns his head to look at you.

The first thing you notice is the unusual silver hair. The second thing is the fact that he's holding two phones in his hands. The third thing is the Rolex on his right wrist.

The fourth thing is the smile he opens as he sees you - an actual smile, so big that his eyes almost completely close.

"Hi!" he says in a happy voice. As if it's completely normal of him to be sitting on the floor of a store, knees close to his chest, for almost twenty minutes.

You immediately step back, ready to run the fuck out if you need to, your heart still beating rapidly from the scare.

"May I help you, sir?" you ask, unable to not scowl at him.

He's still smiling. He shakes his head. His hair and earrings sway as he does. "No, thank you! I'm fine. Just… sitting here." he laughs. "Oh, I know what you're thinking. I'm definitely not a weirdo. I'm just…" one of the phones in his hand starts ringing. He clicks his tongue and frowns. "Wait a second."

He slams it on the floor.

Like. Literally fucking slams it.

And steps on it a couple of times with the back of his foot until you hear the noise of glass shattering. When the screen doesn't turn on anymore, he sighs in relief.

"Anyways, as I was saying… I'm not a weirdo." he smiles again. You step back. "It's just that I had a fight with my brother and all… you know how siblings are, right?"

You don't reply. He doesn't seem to notice how you look at him as if he's indeed the weirdest dude in the world - or he's simply too good at ignoring it.

"Oh, so you're an only child, I guess? Well, lucky you." He laughs again. It also seems that he's talking to the voices in his head. "I'm actually hiding here for a while. So don't mind me! Really, I'm just gonna sit here for thirty more minutes until it's safe to go outside again."

And he smiles prettily once more.

You just stand there, staring at him like he's got a second head, for long seconds. His smile doesn't falter. His cheeks might be hurting at this point.

"Your brother isn't a gang leader or something, right?" is the first thing you ask. His eyes widen and he quickly waves his hands dismissively.

"No! Gosh, of course not," he laughs again. "He's just… kinda tall."

You stare at him for a few more moments.

Well, it's not as if he's committing a crime anyway. It also looks like he's being honest. So you just shrug.

(After seeing so many strange people during the night shift, very little things surprise you anymore).

Before you can say anything, though, you see him widening his eyes as he spots something behind you.

"Shit!" he exclaims before, once again, disappearing behind the refrigerator - he comes so close to the wall and hugs his legs so tightly against his chest that he might as well become a ball.

Confused, you look back to the glass front door - just in time to see a man walk in.

It honestly looks like one of those stupid drama scenes.

He's tall. Really tall. Wears a black long coat that looks very expensive, has pitch black hair styled to the side and a suit that also looks very expensive.

You can almost imagine the slow-mo camera, the pink filter and the romantic drama OST playing in your head.

To say that you're starstruck is an understatement.

The only thing that kind of kills the moment is his expression of pure fury.

The man looks around, tip-toeing to have a better view of the entire store (not that he needed to tip toe to have a better view). He walks to the cleaning products aisle with heavy steps, seemingly in search of someone.

Then, it hits you.

He's just… kinda tall.

If he turns the corner, he'll definitely see the weirdo sitting on the floor behind the fridge.

Maybe it's compassion. Maybe it's the fact that the man is indeed very tall and looks like he could break the other guy in two. Maybe it is God whispering in your ears, saying, my child, if you don't intervene, that poor weirdo will probably show up on the news as a murder victim.

You don't know what it is, but you end up quickly following him to the other corridor.

"Excuse me, may I help you?" you say, forcing a smile.

He stops and turns around - just before turning the corner and coming face-to-face with his prey.

"Oh." Gosh. He's even better from up close. "No, thank you. I'm just…" He tilts his head and caresses the back of his neck, stepping closer to you. "Actually, have you seen a stupid-looking guy with bleached hair walking around here?"

You have to swallow a laugh.

"No." You say, sounding apologetic. "I guess I would have remembered someone like that."

The man sighs, seeming slightly disappointed.

"Alright. Thank you anyway. Good night."

He walks away slowly.

The store goes back to silence for many seconds, the only audible sound being the buzz of the refrigerators.

Then, the bleach-haired weirdo shows up from behind the aisle. You've honestly never seen someone look so relieved in your life.

"Thank you so, so much!" he says excitedly, putting his hand over his chest. "Oh my God, I thought he was going to kill me. You saved my life. My heroine!"

Now that he's standing close to you under proper light, you can't help but disagree with his brother.

This man right here is anything but stupid-looking.

Albeit shorter than the other, you notice that he has… well… nice body proportions. His skin is so ridiculously clear that it reminds you of fine chinese porcelain (it makes you feel self aware of your own oily skin and you quietly regret not exfoliating your face those last few weeks). When he smiles, his eyes almost completely close, which makes him look somehow cute. However, the thing that most draws your attention is his lips. They're just so… plump. And healthy. You can notice the subtle gloss of lip balm.

His clothes are quite simple - white buttoned shirt with the sleeves rolled up and black pants -, but you see the little Prada written on his belt and yet again you see the huge golden Rolex on his wrist - like his brother, everything about him screams I am rich.

On top of that, he smells good.

You're conflicted.

You don't know if you're feeling attracted to him or if you're just plain jealous.

Quirking your eyebrow up, you cross your arms. "Well, I also felt that he was going to kill you. You must've done something really bad."

"Oh, no. My brother hates me for simply existing in the same space as him." He says it so light-heartedly that you don't know if he's serious or not. He lifts the shattered phone in his hand. "Also, I stole his phone, so… I think his reaction was fair this time."

Oh.

"I would have wanted to kill you, too." you blurt out in pure honesty.

He laughs again, covering his mouth with his fist and slightly throwing his head back. He's the type that laughs with his entire body. Does this man know how to fake laughter very well or does he genuinely think everything is funny?

"Don't bother! This is one of his phones. I just gained some time before he can call my parents." You can't help but frown. Did he seriously destroy his brother's phone just so he couldn't call his parents? "Anyway, I'm sure he left. I think I should, too."

"Yeah. Hm… Good night. And good luck with your psycho brother." You say awkwardly, starting to feel a little weirded out by him - because when he looks at people, he actually looks at them. Like. For real.

"Thank you. Good night!"

He opens the front door and only leaves after peeking his head outside to check if his brother isn’t sneakily waiting for him, waving at you cutely.

You stand there for some moments, putting your hands on your waist.

Well.

This is one more situation that will make you say "you won't guess what happened to me this time" to your friends; now, two handsome rich guys were playing mortal hide and seek during your shift. And you think it'll be just it - another strange story to your list about people you're never seeing again.

This time, though, you're wrong.

It's around the same time at night when, once again, your eye catches silver hair walking into the store.

You feel forced to put your textbook down this time.

He smiles and waves excitedly. Today, he wears a red turtleneck under a long black coat, black pants and leather black shoes that look very expensive. He takes off his sunglasses as he walks in (sunglasses at 1AM? Really?). "Hello!"

You stare at him, straight-faced, for long moments.

"May I help you?" You can't hide your suspiciousness.

"I just decided to drop by and say hello to my heroine!"

Oh no. He really is a weirdo.

"Okay." You're speaking and moving slowly as if you're facing a dangerous and angry dog. "Hello."

He nods, still smiling.

You watch as the silver-haired man puts his hands on the pockets of his coat, trying to fake a nonchalant act, and slowly walks around the store, humming quietly. He looks at every shelf and refrigerator but it's obvious that he's not searching for anything in particular.

It goes on for a few minutes.

It's painful to watch.

Finally, he comes to the cashier holding a can of Pringles and a Coke, making you get up from your chair. He pays for the items with a black card that feels heavy when you take it on your fingers.

"Do you want a plastic bag?" You ask, as usual.

He takes around two seconds to reply.

"No. I'm… I'm eating it here."

You stare at each other in silence.

"Are you hiding from your brother again?"

"Yes." His shoulders drop as he says this, finally letting go of his façade. "Can I just stay for some time? I know he won't search for me here again. I won't bother you, I promise!"

He sounds whiny. Like a little kid begging for more cookies.

This grown ass man is literally pouting at you.

You exhale heavily. "Alright. No problem, I guess." You still eye him suspiciously as he sighs and smiles, relieved. He does have a pretty smile. "Are you sure your brother isn't a gang leader?"

"No. He's just unbearable." He taps his fingers on the counter. "Do you… have a stool or something?"

You blink. "A stool?"

He tilts his head awkwardly. "Yes. I don't wanna sit on the floor again."

Oh. Sure.

There is actually a tiny stool hidden under the counter. You give it to him and he puts it on the other side of the cashier counter, happily sitting on it and opening the Pringles can.

You sit back, still moving slowly. This situation is awkward.

“Do you want some?” He offers you, his cheeks full and his eyes round. You shake your head.

“No, thank you.”

He just keeps eating in silence for a few moments, humming happily as he chews.

Your eyes slowly fall back over the textbook.

“Oh! I didn’t even tell you my name! That’s so rude,” he says out of sudden with - once again - a type of excitement similar to a child’s. You don’t know if it’s cute or creepy at this point. “I’m Jimin. What’s your name?”

“Y/N.” He repeats your name under his breath, nodding.

Silence.

You lay your eyes on the textbook once more. Everything you hear is the quiet sound of him chewing his crunchy chips.

“What are you reading?”

When you lift your head again, he’s kinda closer than he was a second ago. His eyes are gleaming with curiosity, stretching his neck to try to see a glimpse of it.

Awkwardly, you close it to show him the cover. “Hm… I’m just studying.”

He scowls. “Tax law? God, that's awful. What’s your major, by the way?”

“Economics.”

He chuckles.

You cross your arms slowly, frowning. “What’s funny about it?”

“Nothing.” He licks his fingertips. “It’s just that… I think of old bald men with huge goggles when I hear the word accountant. I don’t imagine someone like you.”

“Is this a compliment?” You quirk one eyebrow up.

“Half and half. This kinda makes you boring.”

You stare at him in silence.

Is this dude you just met calling you boring?

“Well, I’m sorry if my attempt at having a better life sounds boring to you.”

“Don’t get me wrong!” He’s quick to say, waving his hands. “It’s just that… all the math… and sitting behind a desk your whole life, reading papers, analyzing numbers… it sounds terrible.” He scowls as if he has a lemon inside of his mouth.

“It doesn’t sound terrible to me.” You defend yourself. “I like when things are organized and working the way they should.”

He licks his lips. That was a little bit distracting.

“I have a different mindset.” He explains. “I’m a free spirit, you know? I don’t like feeling tied like that. The idea of being just a gear inside of a big company that gives two shits about you is suffocating.”

“Really? And what’s your profession?” Honestly, you don’t even think he went to college.

“International Relations.”

You snort. “And doesn’t it mean that you have to be a gear inside of a big company to work with something like that?”

“I know.” He nods vehemently, lifting his eyebrows. “And I hate it.”

“Why did you major it, then?”

“It wasn’t really my choice.” He taps his fingers over the counter. “My family wants me to be in their business, you know.”

You watch him in silence.

As curious as you are to know why the hell does this man keep hiding from his brother, you kind of feel that he’s even more eager to tell you what’s going on.

“That’s why you’re hiding?” You bet. Jimin clicks his tongue.

“Kinda. If they find me, they’ll definitely force me into a position.” He sighs tiredly. “They don’t understand that I’m not like my older brother! He wants to be CEO or whatever. Why don't they just let him carry the family business if he wants it so bad? I was never interested in the first place!” He pouts a lot as he talks. It's stupid - everything about this guy feels a little bit over the top; definitely not the type you'd normally be into -, but you have to control yourself not to stare at his lips all the time.

You shake your head incredulously and rest your back on the chair.

“Why do I feel that you’re judging me?” Jimin asks, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

“Because I am.” You say. “I would love to be forced into an important position in a big company. What’s your family’s business, by the way?”

“The Aurum Steel Company. I don’t know if you’ve heard of it.” He says nonchalantly.

You gasp.

“Aurum Steel Company?! Are you kidding me?” You stare at him, jaw dropped. Sure, it was obvious since the beginning that Jimin was rich… but being the heir of one of the biggest steel companies in the world?! “You know what? I wouldn’t just love to be forced into a position. I would actually kill to be in any position.”

“It’s a freaking steel company! Do you know how boring it is?!” Jimin says as if you’re the crazy one.

“Oh my God. Rich people problems have never been so real.” You shake your head, staring at him wide-eyed. “That’s offensive, even”

“You’re saying this because you don’t know how those people live.” Jimin gesticulates a lot as he speaks. “Being honest, they don’t even have lives at all. They just work, work, work and work. I would honestly rather die.”

"So you don't like to work, basically."

"I never said that." he crosses his arms. "I don't wanna work with that."

"Then, what do you want to work with? Maybe you could convince your parents to leave you alone if you give them enough of an excuse."

He leans his elbow on the counter and rests his face on his palm, thoughtful. "I don't think they'll accept any excuse at all. You see, they kinda let me do whatever I wanted to do for the past few years. My dad was like, 'it's okay if you want to enjoy life for now, but some time you'll have to assume your responsibilities.'" He deepens his voice, mimicking his father's voice, which makes you want to laugh. "I've been living overseas and all. But… now that I turned 25, they decided to corner me from all sides. They said that if I didn't come back, they would block all of my bank accounts."

"And did they?"

"Yes." he nods. "But I came back, talked to the bank manager and they unblocked it."

"So that's why your parents and brother are mad at you?" you quirk your eyebrow up.

"Yes. They've been hunting me around the city. But I don't want to go see them." Jimin whimpers, dramatically pretending to cry. "Hyungsik found out in which hotel I was, so I had to escape. And that's why I'm here."

You stare at him in silence while he pouts at you.

"Wow. What a tragic life of yours." Jimin nods, closing his eyes. It’s hard to guess if he didn’t get the dripping sarcasm in your tone or if he simply ignored it.

"I know. I don't even have a place to sleep!"

You stare at the Coke he bought resting near his elbow. "Well, I think if you want to escape, you'll have to figure out a place to sleep and leave real soon."

He frowns. "Why? Are you kicking me out?"

"No. It's just that you used a credit card to buy those things. If they're really hunting you down, they must probably already know that you bought something here."

Jimin freezes.

His eyes widen.

"Shit!" he swears under his breath and gets up in a jump. "I'm so fucking stupid!"

"Do you want me to agree or…?"

"Don't." He takes the Pringles can and - believe it or not - manages to smile once again. "Thank you for letting me stay again, Y/N!"

He waves goodbye and runs out of the store.

Again, the only noise to fill your ears is the buzz of the refrigerators. You sigh and open the Coke he left behind, drinking a little bit.

Whiny millionaire man complains about having responsibilities and runs away.

One more goes to your list.

It’s not like you totally weren’t expecting it at this point.

Just like he simply entered the store and acted as if his presence was 100% normal - and even acted as if he had some sort of intimacy with you, spilling his whole life in the span of ten minutes -, he took a place in the back of your thoughts and stayed there throughout the day. The strange, dramatic, spoiled yet charming man.

After spending some years of your life in a private school as a scholarship holder, you unceremoniously learned to hate rich people. Most of your colleagues were spoiled, selfish and arrogant, with only a few exceptions. Sure, being rich doesn’t mean someone is inherently bad. But, as you noticed after years of watching teens cry because their parents won’t take them to Paris this vacation, growing up with so much money makes someone be so self-centered and so unaware of real life problems that it makes them unbearable. As Rousseau said: humans are born just fine, society (capitalism) fucks them up.

Yes, seeing Jimin whine about not wanting to work at his family’s billionaire company sure offended you somehow. Yet… there was something different about him. Some type of naivety and honesty that refrained you from hating his guts.

The fact that he’s stupidly handsome and has the prettiest lips you’ve ever seen in your life helps? Of course.

So… Yeah. You kind of were expecting him to show up again.

It made you feel stupid. What, do you think you’re in a cliche drama now?, you scolded yourself as you sat behind the counter, ready to start the long shift. Hot millionaire falls for poor hardworking girl?

You probably shouldn’t get your hopes high.

So, as you go about your nightly routine - wipe the floor, feed the dog, restock the refrigerators, throw expired food away, serve two customers in the span of three hours -, you sometimes peek at the front door, expecting to see silver hair walking in.

At around 2AM, he indeed shows up.

This time, you fully drop your textbook, a deep frown covering your features.

Jimin looks… different.

First of all - his hair is a mess. Not perfectly styled at all. He wears a pink oversized hoodie, blue patterned pajama pants that do not match in any way, socks and flip flops. No earrings, no rings, no watch on his wrist.

On top of that, it looks like he either discovered all of the world’s dirtiest secrets or was chased by Satan himself.

He’s pale. His eyes are widened by default.

You watch, frozen, as Jimin opens the first refrigerator he sees, takes a water bottle, walks on a bee line to the cashier, slams some money over the counter and sits on the stool.

He literally gulps the whole water bottle in, like, five seconds - then stares blankly at nothing.

You don’t move for a few moments.

“Are you okay?” you finally ask hesitantly. “It looks like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“My parents want me to get married.” He blurts out.

You almost choke.

“What?!”

“They found a candidate.” He holds the empty pet bottle so tightly that it smashes. “My brother told me that they want to arrange everything as fast as they can.”

You simply stare at him, jaw-dropped, for more time than you can process.

“This can’t be serious.” You say, tilting your head slowly. “Maybe your brother was messing with you.”

“Hyungsik is not the type that messes around with people.” Jimin says, shaking his head.

“They can’t force you into marrying someone. What, are we in the XIX century?” You cross your arms. It sounds so fucking surreal.

“Their minds are stuck in the XIX century. And this type of thing is much more common than you think.” Jimin exhales and rests his head on his hands. “I’m so fucked up!”

“Well, you… you can not agree with them.” You weakly try to elaborate. “You can say no.”

For the first time, Jimin lifts his head and looks at you as if you just said the stupidest thing in the world.

“Yeah, I could say no and have my name erased from the testament. Actually, they’ll block all of my accounts for real the moment I say no.”

“But you have some savings of your own, right? I mean, your own money, right?”

Jimin goes silent.

It hits you… Jimin is so rich that he never even considered not having money. Why would someone with “endless” money save money?

“Wow. You really are fucked up.”

“I have a little money saved!” He tries to defend himself. “But I think what I have is enough to pay my apartment’s rent...”

“You could, I don’t know… be like 99% of the world’s population and find a job to sustain yourself.” You shrug.

He, once again, stares at you as if you just said something very stupid.

“Aw, come one. You’re making things harder.” You whine.

“They’re making things harder!” He grabs his own hair as if he wants to rip it out. “I either chain myself to a company I hate or to some random woman for the rest of my life!”

You, once again, fall silent as Jimin whimpers as if in physical pain. You can see his side of things - it’s easy to tell someone to live independently and find a job, but honestly, if you’re a stupidly rich person going through the risk of losing all of your fortune, would it really be an easy decision?

Hesitantly, you lean closer to him. Why are you even caring to give advice to a man you barely know anyway?

“Have you ever tried talking things out with them, Jimin?” You ask in a quieter voice. “Have you ever been honest to them?”

He crosses his arms over the counter and rests his chin on them. Although his hair looks like a bird nest, he still somehow manages to look cute. “They would never listen to me or accept me. They’re so… ugh.” He rolls his eyes. “They’ll never understand that I don’t want to work in an office for the rest of my life. They won’t understand that I would never marry someone because of business. I know many people that are in fake marriages like that and all of them have affairs. I’m sure my parents would say, it’s not even real! Why are you hesitating so much?, but, look, call me old-fashioned, but I kinda wanna marry someone someday because I like them, you know?” Once again, he ruffles his own hair. “And what if I want to marry a guy? My parents would try to fucking exorcise me! That’s how backwards they are!”

You gulp, starting to feel honestly sorry for him.

“Well… I don’t know what to say.” you shrug. He sighs, pouting, and looks at you.

“You don’t have to say anything, really. Just the fact that you’re listening to me already helps.”

You frown a little bit. “Why did you come here again, anyway?”

“Because any of my ‘friends’ would say I’m being dramatic and that a fake marriage isn’t a big deal.” He’s pouting so much that his voice comes out a bit muffled. “I had a feeling that someone normal like you wouldn’t think like that.”

You lift your eyebrows. “Someone normal. I don’t know if I should feel offended.”

“I just don’t know what to do!” He completely ignores your last sentence, ruffling his hair violently and tapping his feet on the floor like a kid throwing a tantrum. “If there was anything I could do to at least delay their plans!”

“You’re saying as if they’ll make a surprise wedding tomorrow.”

“That’s kinda it! Hyungsik said that they want to introduce me to this random girl at their wedding anniversary next week!”

“Wow.” You rest on the chair back once again, silently thanking the Heavens for not being in his shoes. “With all due respect, your parents really suck.”

“I know!” He growls painfully and rests his cheek on the counter. You think of a sad puppy as you watch him. “If I could at least convince them a little bit… make them believe that I’m a responsible adult…” at least he recognizes he isn’t. “If I did something that would make them give up introducing me to this girl, at least for now…”

Jimin mumbles his own pain quietly for a few seconds.

Then, you see the exact moment an idea crosses his mind.

He freezes.

His eyes widen.

Then, he looks at you.

Really looks at you.

Slowly, Jimin straightens his back.

“If I showed up to their wedding anniversary with someone… someone that looks like a decent, nice person, someone that put me on the right path… if I seemed to be so in love with this decent and nice person that they would feel embarrassed to introduce me to the girl…”

You feel the corners of your lips going down as you nod accordingly. “Do you think it would make them give up?”

“Yes. At least for some time.” He says quietly and slowly.

“It still sounds pretty fucked up, but if it’s the best solution you would have for now…” You shrug, nodding.

“Mh-hmm.” Jimin nods.

Silence.

He’s still staring at you.

You frown. “What?”

Jimin keeps silent.

You finally notice it.

The tiniest ghost of a smile in his lips. His eyes gleaming with mischief.

It hits you.

“No.” You shake your head vehemently. “No fucking way.”

“Aw, come on, Y/N!” He brings the stool closer to you, so much that now he sits right in front of you. “Do you have a boyfriend? A girlfriend?”

"No."

"Then why not?"

“Because- no!” You’re borderline hyperventilating. “It’s just absurd!”

“But you agreed that it’s a good idea!”

“Well, not with me included!” You cross your arms, as if protecting yourself from this crazy man. “Why me anyway?! I just don’t fit this role!”

“Why not?” He asks again, tilting his head. “You’re perfect for the role!”

“Well, first of all, I’m fucking broke. Do you think your parents would approve of you dating someone that owns anything but unpaid bills and a goldfish?!”

“Y/N, listen.” He puts his opened palms over the counter. His eyes are gleaming way too much. He’s excited. “My father has a heart of stone, but my mother… well, she also has a heart of stone, but let’s say that, hm, it’s eroded? Like, if you press really hard, she kinda gives in.” Okay. His metaphor was a little bit impressive. “She wouldn’t like to see me dating a poor girl, but if said poor girl is actually a dream girl that knocks some sense into her son’s reckless head, she would soften! My mom likes rom-coms, I know what I’m saying!”

“Dream girl?” You snort. “I’m anything but a dream girl.”

“I’m 100% sure that you’re on summer break and yet there you are, reading a freaking textbook about tax law. What’s more perfect than the image of a humble, hardworking person? Sure, at first mom will say you’re a gold digger, but after she gets to know you…”

“Oh my God- stop. Just stop. I’m not doing this.” You wave your hands. If you still had any doubts that Jimin is crazy, now you have none.

He tilts his head, quirking one eyebrow. “Don’t tell me you don’t wanna do this because you’re the low self-esteem type? Come on, you’re pretty. Basic, but pretty.”

Your jaw automatically drops. If looks could kill, he would be dead.

“Did you just call me basic?!”

Jimin sends you an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, but I can’t see an ounce of style in you. This ponytail is especially awful.”

“I fucking work in a convenience store! Of course I won’t get all dressed up!”

“Really?” You hate the way he quirks that damn eyebrow. “What about the split ends of your hair?”

You immediately feel yourself holding your own hair, as if hiding it from him. Your body heats up in anger. “Who are you to talk about my split ends?! Your hair is so dry that it looks like fucking hay. I can see the black roots from miles away!”

“Look, I’m having a pretty stressful week. It’s not like I had a lot of time to take care of myself.” Jimin crosses his arms defensively. “Besides, I’m going to the hair salon tomorrow morning.”

“Oh, yeah? You’re having a stressful week, I have a stressful life.” You pat your feet on the floor impatiently. “And no, I’m not ‘the low self-esteem’ type. I’m fucking pretty.”

“I know.”

There’s something about the way he agrees with you so quickly that makes your stomach drop for a second.

Just for a second.

“Anyway.” You clean your throat, adjusting your position on the chair. “You said yourself that you’re against fake relationships, didn’t you?”

“I said I’m against fake marriage. A life-long thing. We’ll pretend to be dating for a weekend.”

“And you think your parents will believe this theatrical act in a weekend?”

“I see them once a year. Sometimes twice. They don’t spend enough time with me to know me that well at all.” He presses his palms together and puts them in front of his face as if praying, looking at you with round, begging eyes. “Please, Y/N! All of my other girl friends are too well-known, no one would believe in me. It’s just three days! Besides, it’ll be fun, I promise! My parents booked a resort in Hawaii this year-”

You choke on thin air.

“Hawaii?!”

“I know, right? Last year it was in the Alps. Personally I prefer a tropical place much more-”

“Wait, wait.” You raise your hands, making him finally stop. “Are you seriously talking about a resort in Hawaii?!”

Jimin nods. He is serious. “See? A weekend in Hawaii! It’ll be great, right?”

“No.”

He throws his hands up and groans. “Sweet Jesus, what do I have to do to convince you?!”

“First- I don’t even have a passport.”

“I can get it in time for you. We still have a week.”

“Second- my job. If you don’t know how jobs work, you can’t simply tell your boss ‘hey, I’m spending three days in Hawaii’ out of sudden!”

“I can also-”

He stops as if choking on his own words.

Once again, you see his eyes gleaming - and you shiver as you realize that he had another (probably awful) idea.

Jimin leans his arm on the counter, a determined smirk on his lips.

“Yesterday you told me that you’d kill to have a position in my family’s company, isn’t it? Alright, then. If you go on this trip with me, I’ll give you a job in the company.”

Silence.

You think of your egg-sized apartment. You think of eating noodles constantly because it's what you can afford on a daily basis and the gastritis you’ll probably develop because of it. You think of the same old tennis shoes you wear everyday because you either buy your noodles or you save it to buy new ones. You think of working on this night shift that gave you an awful sleeping routine and purple bags around your eyes.

And, for the first time, you seriously consider doing this.

“Are you serious?” You ask with suspicion.

“Of course.” Seeing your sudden interest, he gets excited. “The company has a lot of those trainee programs. I’m sure I can put you in the financial department easily.”

“But… but if we’re going to pretend that we’re dating, won’t it be weird that your girlfriend will join the company as a trainee?”

“Do you know how many people work there? My family doesn’t even bother to know who works for them, except for the higher positions. You don’t have to work at the headquarters, either. They’ll never know.”

More tense silence.

You bounce your leg nervously, passing your hand on the back of your neck. I can’t believe I’m considering this. I don’t even know this guy at all. He might just be a freaking psychopath.

Jimin stares at you expectantly. Damn, this guy really likes to stare at people.

You should take your own morals in consideration. Are you seriously selling yourself to this spoiled manchild? Is it that easy to take things from you? Weren’t you the type to hate rich people and capitalism overall and-

Fuck it.

“A weekend, right?”

“Right.” He nods.

“Three days, right?”

“Right.”

“We impress your parents, convince them that you’re a changed guy, then you find me a job and leave me alone.”

“I’m not so sure about the leaving you alone part, but yeah, exactly.” You frown.

“And why wouldn’t you leave me alone?”

“Well, you might fall in love with me. Who knows?” He wiggles his eyebrows.

You roll your eyes, making him giggle.

I can’t believe I’m doing this.

Before you can fully comprehend the consequences of your actions, you sigh heavily and nod.

“Alright. I’m in.”

Jimin claps his hands excitedly, opening the biggest smile you’ve ever seen.

“You really are my heroine, Y/N!” He extends his arm over the counter. “We have a deal!”

You gulp and shake his hand firmly.

Your friends will definitely get shocked when you tell them the newest strange thing happening in your life:

You accept to fake date whiny millionaire man mentioned previously.

The list is increasing rapidly.

“You better do what you promised, otherwise I’m killing you.” You threaten very seriously.

Jimin laughs and - once again - quirks that damn eyebrow up.

“Of course. I wouldn’t let my girlfriend down.”

He fucking bites his bottom lip.

A heat creeps the back of your neck.

God.

You’re in trouble.

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JOHNNY ‘COCO’ CRUZ.

MAYANS MC ┃ USEFUL LINKS

❝ request by @blowmymbackout: reader has a co-worker who just won't take the hint that reader isn't interested and has a bf she tells Coco he picks her up from work confronts the man. Coco is a lil jealous. Co-worker facetimes reader while coco has her in this position (sorry if that didn't make any sense)

❝ words: about 1.2k.

❝ warnings: nsfw, unprotected sex, language, voyeurism (????), coco being a little possessive, mention of bodily fluids.

❝ a / n: as always, don’t forget to comment and reblog if you liked it!

You weren't expecting Coco to pick you up from work today, but you guess he has just done it to see who's the fucker trying to flirt with his girl. The guy is uglier than the back of a fridge, and he feels some comfort in it. But not enough to calm down his jealousy. He —better than anybody— knows that you don't care about a pretty face, you care about a beautiful heart, tho. His insecurities come afloat on your way back home, worrying you because he's more silent than ever, not even getting a response when you whisper in his ear how much you have missed him today after waking up alone.

Coming into your house with his face down, Coco leaves his kutte and both helmets on the coffee table, a second before falling onto your sofa. A leg over it, the other flexed to the floor. Your boyfriend looks at you, thoughtful and very concentrated on the way you have to remove your jacket and walk towards his position. You know exactly what's on his mind and that touches your soul. His demons eat him alive with no mercy. Kneeling a leg between his —placing your phone close to his black helmet—, you lean down with both hands on his chest for balance, landing your lips onto his left ear.

“Can you do something for me?” You hum with such a sweet tone, caressing his cheek with the tip of your nose. And you hear him swallowing slowly. “Fuck me, Coco. I need you so fuckin' much… You can't imagine… Can you do that for me, ah? Can you fuck me so hard I forgot my name but not who I belong to?”

He utters a feral snarl, noticing then that your right hand has made its way to his dick. You grip it over the rough fabric, swinging it with a tortuous pace, fixing your eyes on his. Coco is about to kiss you when you push him down using your left hand.

“I don't want your kisses now”. You whisper accommodating yourself over the delicious rock under his clothes. “I want your dick. I want you to fuck me till I have to beg you to stop”.

How does he manage to roll you down his body? You don't know. But the fact is that, in less than a second, you're lying on your stomach and your boyfriend is removing your sneakers and your jeans. He can't help but lick his lips keenly as he glances at the small spot darkening your panties, the evidence of how wet you are because of him.

“Fuck, ma'...”

Coco rips off the piece of clothing causing you to gasp, while you take off the shirt covering your torso, only leaving the blue bra you're wearing beneath it. He undoes it to throw it to the floor too, sliding an arm under your stomach to make you raise your ass. With his free hand, your boyfriend pulls down his jeans and boxers enough to let his hard cock spring free. He doesn't prepare you. Coco guides his glans to your folds to slam his thick length into your soaked cunt. You moan loud and clear his full name, as he settles his body between your spread legs.

Digging his fingers in your hips, aware that he probably will leave some marks there, he doesn't show any mercy. He hits your guts and your soul once and once with an insane pace that causes you to roll your eyes, nailing your hands on the armrest to find some equilibrium and receive every pound straight to your g-spot without falling over it. Coco is fucking you as hard as you have asked him, blanking your mind and making a mess of your vocals.

And he doesn't stop when your phone starts to ring. The name of your co-worker appearing on the screen. Your boyfriend has the brilliant idea of pulling your hair back by tangling his digits there, bringing his lips to your ear. His other hand grabs your device to put it at the height of your faces, sliding his thumb to answer the video call.

The first thing your partner can see is the pleasure gesture on yours, moaning and screaming Coco's name, not having noticed yet what he is doing until you hear your co-worker calling you.

“Tell him how good I fuck you, ma'”. Your boyfriend demands with such a throaty growl, thrusting his thick and hard length into you, impaling your body against the sofa.

“Shit…” You almost cry. “He fucks me so damn good”.

“That's it… Tell him… Tell him who you belong to”.

You know that he's enjoying it, but you can't answer when your partner hangs up the call. Coco can't help but laugh, tosing your phone to the table, to occupy his hand in a better place. Wrapping it around your throat, your boyfriend forces you to kneel on the cushions, sticking his chest to your back.

“Bet he won't forget”. He grunts into your ear, tilting your head to tuck his tongue within your mouth.

He drinks your pleas, your begs, your gaps, placing your fingers around his wrists, aware that you're not going to last much more because of what has just happened. And he feels it. He feels how your whole anatomy gets tensed with every push to your guts, creating an erotic melody of flesh against flesh. Pulling you down again and gripping your hips, Coco increases the pace of his lungs, giving you more pleasure than you can bear with, still enraged because of that shithead thinking he could have some kind of opportunity with you. You are his. Like your heart, your soul, your thoughts.

“Ah, fuck, baby”. You paint roaring, biting your lips until the metallic taste of blood floods your mouth.

The tickles in your lower belly grow by leaps and bounds, making your heart stop for a brief instant before the orgasm blows out all your senses and the electrical lash roams your back. It takes Coco only two slams more into your soaked pussy to cum inside you, filling you as much as he can press his body against yours. He doesn't feel jealous, nor angry anymore. He simply is too tired after that rough quickly, marking your skin wherever his teeth have reached it.

Loosening his grip bit by bit to pull his wet dick out from you, your boyfriend holds your phone again to take a picture of his warm seed spilling out from your abused lips. A piece of art under his dark eyes. Lying on your back and placing a smooth kiss on top of your head, he shows you the little mess he has done with a proud smile crossing his exhausted mouth.

“Was tha' what you wanted?”

“Uh-huh”. You whisper resting your cheek over your forearms, turning slightly at him. “Did you have fun, Coquito?”

“I always have fun ruining your sweet tight pussy, ma'. I don' even mind if that cabrón wanna come and look the next time”.

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[regina-dei-fiori]

✦─chapter: 1/? ( ↣ )

✦─wordcount: 1.2k+

✦─genre: angst with a happy ending, fluff, friends to lovers, college/human au

✦─fandom: moominvalley

✦─pairing: snufmin (snufkin x moomin)

✦─summary: as the night, cold air hits my face, i come here because i want to understand. understand you of all people. you've been so good to me, and i feel as if i've been unfair to you. will you help me sort things out?

or: when moomin and snufkin have their first big fight, they find themselves discovering new things about each other.

✦─loosely inspired by the song two slow dancers, by the one and only mitski

✦─read and support on ao3 💕

a/n: waaah, here we are finally. it is i, secret anon who asked @hanekdrawsmoomins​ if they could write fanfics about their au muahahaha. im quite excited for this, since this is my first time writing like, actual serious fanfics lol. but yeah,,, this one’s going to be a lil too much on the angsty side since ive been on my feels, but i sure do hope you guys enjoy lmao.

HOWEVER, happy ending is promised, so don’t worry about that dsjhgjgdskg

also, if anyone would a tag list to be created, plz tell me in the comments!

finally, i would just like to thank the amazing @iemondropsss​ for being my beta reader!! i really appreciate it <33

so, with nothing left to say, let’s get right into it >:))

-He's outside, Moomin,- a voice says from behind. -In the hallway.

I turn my head around quickly, alert from the sudden new sound. I relax when I realize it was just Snorkamiden. I make out her face in the middle of the club-like flashing lights. I'm sitting in a chair, decorated with pink and red paper strips. The music is so loud in the gymnasium, I could barely catch what she was saying.

The worried look she's wearing says more than a thousand words. I know who she's talking about, but I choose to appear that I don't.

-Who's outside?- I say as nonchalantly as possible, as I turn my head back to the table and start playing with the plastic cup in front of me. Snorkmaiden sees through my act tho. She always does.

She huffs, changing her expression to one that is not at all amused. 

-Stop acting stupid. You know exactly who I'm talking about.

I take the cup and slurp the near nonexistent juice. Why is he even here? Didn't he say that he never wanted to see me again? Is he just playing around? Should I go see him?

Fuck, I really want to see him again--

No. Control yourself, Moomin. You're mad at him, remember?  

I stay there, thinking for a while. I feel Mai and Sniff's eyes on me. Sniff is sitting at the same table as me. I know he's worried about me. He's been more nervous than usual, giving shaky looks to Mai from across the dancefloor before we sit down together, trying to find an answer as to what was going on.

-You can't stay like this forever, Moomin. You two will have to talk things out at some point...

-But does it have to be right now?- I turn back to see her again, my eyes pleading with the false hope of putting the confrontation off longer. Snorkmaiden doesn’t seem to change her mind.

We have a quick staring contest before she speaks again.

-He literally came running from his house, you insufferable idiot. Doesn't that mean something to you?

I almost knock my chair over from standing up too fast, and I really hope no one noticed. I don’t need more embarrassing attention than I already have.

-What? How do you even know that?

-It's easy to tell, he's panting like crazy.

I lean against the table’s edge as I try to make sense of what he has done. 

What does he think he’s doing? Has he gone out of his mind? Why would he do something so stupid? Go run from his house to here, in this goddamn weather? Is he serious? And what for? Did he...?

I stay paralized at the mere thought of it. No, it can't be. He didn't just…

-Well, maybe... maybe he forgot something in his locker-, I say in a desperate attempt to regain my cool. An attempt that, of course, goes in vain.

-Moomin, we both know he doesn't care about school work, or at least not to that degree. What could he possibly forget at school that would be so important for him to come running like that in the middle of a freezing night?

Her stare wears me down. I don't wanna say it, I don't even want to think about it. I wouldn't like to get my hopes up for nothing. I wouldn't like to get hurt…

But then again, why would he come?

I look down at the floor, meditating for a second. If I go out there, it will be inevitable for us to talk again. I'll have no choice but to listen to what he has to say.

And for some reason, that scares me to death.

Because…

What happens if he actually meant what he said? What if he actually doesn't want to talk to me anymore? I don't think I would be able to handle that. 

I sigh heavily. My head is spinning like crazy. He's outside right now. He's right there. And you, sir, need answers, don't you? Once you do this, you'll be able to sleep more peacefully tonight (hopefully). 

It really can't be that bad, right? If things go south, we'll just... Well, we'll just stop talking to each other and that’ll be that…

I shake that thought out as fast as it comes. If I think too much I won't be able to get anything done.

I turn my head back up, to see Snorkmaiden anticipating a final decision from me. I catch my breath one last time. Here goes nothing, I guess.

-Where is he, exactly?

I can see her body relax after those words come out. I can even swear I see a small smile tease her face.

-Next to the janitor's room, around the corner.

I adjust my tuxedo, and Mai finally breaks from her static position, placing her hand on my shoulder.

-Good luck.

I nod curtly as my answer and start walking towards the gymnasium's exit, fighting the urge to look back. I hope Mai can take the work of explaining to Sniff what the hell is going on. I feel bad for not being able to tell him myself, but sometimes even I don't know how to decipher these situations myself.

I hear one of the boys of the basketball team call after me before going through the door, but I already nod to the teachers outside in the hallways that I’m just passing through. I quickly explain I'm going to the restroom, and I hope to God the coach doesn't notice that I'm sweating quite a bit. 

I don't even know what I'm going to say once I get to him. We haven't talked in a couple of days now. He's good at avoiding people when he sets his mind to it. Who’s even supposed to start the conversation? That is implying he actually did come all this way just to talk to me. Damn, what if we're all wrong and he really just came to pick something up? Ah, this shouldn't be so complicated-

My thoughts stop once I turn around the corner. I stop on my tracks once I hear faint sobs. There appears to be no one at first glance, but then I notice a lump on the floor, right next to the door of the janitor's. 

I don't really know how to proceed. But before I can do anything, he notices me. He's wearing his green hoodie's cap tightly over his head when he raises his face. He watches me for a couple more seconds before slowly taking it off, revealing something that oh so breaks my heart. 

His eyes are red and swollen, and I realize that this is the first time I’ve ever seen him crying. His eyes are also sporting deep dark circles underneath them, and it looks like he hasn't taken off the hoodie in a while.

He just looks... So weak. So defeated. So hopeless. All I want to do now is go and push his hair away from his eyes and wipe his tears away. I want to hold him and tell him I promise everything will be okay. I have to remind myself that we have to talk first before anyone can be assured that they are loved.

-Moomin...- is all he can say the moment he notices it's me. He looks like he's about to burst into tears again.

Snufkin.

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