#he said I won't come here ever again! and I spend lots of money here you know!

[sophiamarieispinkbunny-chan]

Forger Fam and WISE Budget😅

Sylvia’s current concern according to Endo: Balancing WISE Budget

I mean how couldn’t she be concerned when maintaining Strix is so financially consuming.

I mean look at all the expenses the Forger family has made in less than a year:

1.Anya’s tuition that costs about $35,000 to $40,000, and that doesn’t include the uniform and school supplies.

2.Anya’s clothes and she seemed to have new clothes regularly and Endo said these are mostly bought by Loid/Twilight.

3.That castle rent that costs more than $77 000 and added the other check, I'm guessing for the furniture they used, that costs $17 600. (Yes, it costs more than Anya's tuition fee, I mean it's a castle 😂)

4.Loid could also not just be purchasing clothes for Anya. It looks like he also pays for Yor’s wardrobe and Yor mentioned that he got so many clothes for her in the boutique before the Eden Interview.

5.Loid is also the one who pays for their dates, seems like, and his dates with Yor doesn’t seem cheap at all, they seem to dine at fancy restaurants that require reservation.

6.The big heap of cash he pays Franky every time he babysits Anya and Bond.

And here it looks like the check his giving Franky costs 20,000 dalcs that is equivalent to $44,000 (one dalc is quivalent to $2.20). It's even more expensive than Anya's tuition, what?! 😂😂 (Twilight is literally willing to spend a lot money just to be sure that Anya won't be home alone ever again, he's not taking a chance on her being kidnapped again when he left her alone on ep1)

7.Loid didn’t seem to also hold back in spending a good amount of money for their apartments furniture and for Anya’s bedroom and even bought her a lot of toys and picture books.

8.And of course their out of town/out of the country family trips featured in the Code White movie. Those must’ve cost a lot considering they have to book a hotel and all. And according to a movie spoiler from tiktok, that wasn’t the last time they went on a family out of town trip.

Loid Forger does have a high paying profession. However, according to Endo, his earnings as a psychiatrist were only about $140,000 per year, not per month, PER YEAR. How could he cover that much expenses? Of course WISE covers the rest if it was crucial to the mission, or when Twilight insists it to be. I mean he always says that everything he does is for his mission so the one who has to pay was the one who gave him that mission.

(Most of these expenses didn't even contribute to the progress of Operation Strix. It just funds Twilight into sinking deeper into his fake fam and keeps the family even more attached to each other😂)

Endo said WISE is not really generous when it comes to paying their agents but they seem to be lenient on spending their money on the Forgers. I mean they have to invest for their Top Spy's family and World Peace do depend on them.

So Twilight, pile the bills and let Sylvia handle the rest😂

#spy x family #spy x family manga #spy x family anime #sxf anime #sxf manga #loid forger #twilight #yor forger #anya forger #sxf analysis #spy x family analysis #forger family #the forgers #WISE got money to burn #Endo did say that that Westalis is richer than Ostania #Poor Sylvia #I wonder how is she auditing all these expenses to the higher ups #It's for the mission so it's fine #sxf commentary #spy x family commentary

[mortal-kombat-1]

what is your opinion on johnny cage's character?

Oh boy, this took me a good bit to think on and type out, lmao. Like, would have it all ready to post then think of something else to add. Thank you draft option 🙏

Overall, I think he's more complex than a lot of folks make him out to be. Yeah, its really easy to just think he's the comedic relief only when the game(s) kinda lead you to believe that. You can't really judge him based on one timeline since the plots/stories keep changing with each game (even if you add in the comics and movies). There's no connecting the dots when it comes to MK lore, lol. You gotta be fairly new to the franchise to think otherwise if I'm being very honest.

But given this blog is primarily MK1 Johnny, that's the timeline/version I'll jot my thoughts out for.

He's obviously not a parent in this timeline unlike 10 and 11, so we can scratch even mentioning that. But, he's once again married, not to Sonya but to Cris. Even so, his ego, money spending and his need to be the prime center of attention gets the better of him causing things to sour in his marriage. Of course ending in divorce. I won't stick up for him, he has his flaws, Cris was definitely in the right to divorce 'em. She deserved to be treated better. I'm not saying the man didn't care for her, it was pretty damn obvious that he did. He's very protective and regrets how he's done her -- he made that clear in a couple of intro's. I really felt like he got into the movie business not only because it was something he always wanted to do, but to make a better life for the both of them at some point, but I think he kinda let it all get to his head and let slip away the reason he was initially doing it all for. So in short: He's gotta take responsibility for his own actions. Nobody else is to blame but himself. But even with that being said, he struggled, obviously an alcoholic -- he's mentioned recovery to Ashrah in one of their intro's; though I'm really convinced he started drinking to forget about certain details of his past... and maybe stress because Hollywood. We don't really get enough information on his childhood other than whats mentioned in intro's with other characters. And even then, they never really seem good nor happy. So I like to think his need to be a people pleaser really stems from his parents. That is in no way me trying to make an excuse for his character, though. The man isn't a child/teen, and I've seen people on here and elsewhere, thinking he's in his 20's or early 30's. And after going through some of the files in the game, a lot of the things he's won or collected were from the 90's -- awards being more specific. So I tend to say he's in his early 40's at the youngest. Also, he's mentioned getting someone younger to take on his role so yeah.

I like how even though others might find his tactics and odd sense of humor (which happens 99% at the wrong time) annoying, they still want him there. And he knows that, the damn smirking gives it away. Does he mature in any way in this timeline -- eventually, but I wouldn't say he's changed completely or he wouldn't be Johnny Cage. I'd say he finally realized there's more to life than money and fame when you got the right people surrounding you, and he gets that by the time the game ends.

Also, that damn boopable nose... they ever change that I'm gonna riot.

I could keep going on about this idiot, but I gotta stop there or I will never shut up sdfghjkl;. It's one of those "I see so much of myself in this character and I'm gonna glue myself to them" type of thing.

#** #I'm sorry if I went in circles or if there's typos scattered about in this; I said to hell with proof reading lol

[deliciousangelfestival]

His Birthday - Ransom Drysdale AU.

Character: husband!Ransom Drysdale x wife! Character, OC! Daughter, OC! son

Theme: SIice of life, Fluff. 

Words: 1,015

A/N: Hi, hi, so I’m feeling somewhat sentimental these days about birthdays, and it inspired me to write a new story for my favorite character, Ransom Drysdale. 

I hope you like it. 

Check out Masterlist if you want to read more fluff stories from the Drysdale family.

For Ransom, it’s nothing special. 

He never had pleasant memories of celebrating his birthday with his parents. 

To be honest, he hates it. 

When he was in elementary school, his parents were always busy. 

If Linda and Richard have time to celebrate Ransom's birthday, all they do is argue in front of their son. 

When Ransom's grandparents and great-grandmother threw a party for him, he didn’t like it because he was jealous of hearing stories from his classmates when they spent time with their parents.  

Ransom never wants to spend his birthday at Harlan's place again because he hates the pity looks from his 2 uncles and their wives. Especially Jonni, she gave him a stone crystal as his gift to get rid of bad energy. 

He threw away the damn stone to Jonni and said, "Eat shit."

When he became older, he never told anyone about his birthday. His group of friends only knew Ransom wanted to spend all his money at the club. 

He never receives genuine kindness from the people he was hoping for.

He thought, what's the point of celebrating his birthday when nobody gives a shit about him? 

But he changed his opinion about birthdays after he met you. 

Before you admitted feeling for each other, Ransom received a simple cake from you. It was good enough for him. 

After becoming a couple, Ransom starts to open up and be more honest. When you hear his story about being alone on his birthday, you can’t help but shed a tear. 

You hugged him and said, “Don’t worry, Ransom, you won't feel alone anymore.”

You fulfill your promise. 

On his birthday he received a lot of cakes from your mother and her sisters. They are pretty proud of their baking skills. 

He receives so much love from your family. He thought it was enough. 

Thinking back on how he spent his birthday alone compared to now, he learned that good thing will always happen at the right time and with the right person. 

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But when he became a father. He was overwhelmed by the warmth he got from his kids because Naomi and Felix were more excited about their father's birthday. 

Like today, they are already awake and wake their father when Ransom hasn't fully woken up in the morning.

Ransom felt heavy on his chest. When he woke up, he saw 2 little shadows. 

“Daddy, good morning.”

“Uff. Good morning.” Ransom answered with a heavy breath because his kids rested on his chest. 

“Happy Bwithday, daddy!!!” Both kids attack him with hugs. 

“Thank you.” Ransom held them in his arms tightly. For him, his kids are the greatest gift that he ever got. But then, he saw Naomi holding his toothbrush and Felix wearing his towel. 

"Err, what are you doing?"

"We will help daddy get ready!!!" Naomi excitedly answered while Felix kept nodding his head with whatever his sister said. 

“Daddy, let's go. Mommy make bweakfast and Gwandma send cake fow you.”

Ransom couldn't say no to their cute demand. Naomi and Felix were always excited about his birthday because many gifts and cakes came to their home. 

After both kids were Ransom's face, three went downstairs and saw you arranging breakfast in the dining room.

“Happy Birthday, old man.”

"Thank you my old lady." He always received your warm hug every day, but today he made a wish that he could grow old with you and watch his kids grow up. 

“Mommy.”

“Yes?”

“When evewyone will come?” 

Today, there will be a small-scale Ransom's birthday party in their house. 

“Before lunch everyone would be here.”

“I have the perfect dwess, and I will pick Felix outfit.” Naomi jumped to her feet, so excited that she couldn’t wait to wear the new dress and meet everyone. 

Her excitement is different from her father's. Because Ransom sometimes felt embarrassed because of her and Felix.

Like this, when Linda and Richard arrive, Naomi asks them to greet Ransom with a hug.

“Gwandpa, Gwandma hug daddy and said happy bwithday.”

“Do we have to?” Linda, Richard, and Ransom became tense because, to be honest, their family doesn’t have that affection for each other. 

“Yes.” Naomi and Felix nodded. 

Even though they are not close, they still have the same common. They couldn’t say no to the kids. In the end, Linda and Richard give Ransom an awkward hug. 

When both hugged Ransom, they felt guilty for not being there for his special day. They remembered his disappointed look when they got home. "Happy Birthday, son. We’re sorry for the time that we missed."

"Thanks, father, mother." Ransom was stunned for a moment. He couldn’t believe that his parents' ego was higher than the sky; they would apologize to him. It was a short apology, but it was enough for him. 

“Then kiss.”  Naomi gives an example of her parents, like hugging and kissing Felix's right cheek.

Richard bent down and stroked his grandchildren's hair. “I think a hug is enough, dear.”

When Harlan arrived, Naomi also told her great-grandfather to do the same. Ransom was embarrassed, while Harlan laughed and said, “Only your kids could make you this nervous.”

It was a warm party; Ransom received nonstop birthday wishes from everyone. 

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At night after the party ends. 

Five of you rest in the living room, exhausted after cleaning the house. 

Rio (the family dog) fell asleep after he destroyed all the birthday decorations. 

Naomi finally fell asleep in your arms after being active after the amount of sugar she ate today. 

While Felix fell asleep in his arms. 

Felix awoke because his father stroked his hair gently. Suddenly he asked, “Daddy… Happy?”

Ransom went silent with that simple question.

Ransom remembered that there was once he didn't want to feel lonely anymore on his next birthday. But it never happened. 

Perhaps God finally granted his wish after he stopped being a jerk and asshole.

Now, he felt grateful for being born. He is filled with bliss and happiness. 

Ransom answered with a smile at Felix and said, "Yes. Daddy is very happy."

#ransom drysdale #knives out au #ransom drysdale fluff #ransom drysdale x female reader #ransom thrombey x reader #ransom x reader #husband!ransom #ransom drydale x you #ransom imagine #ransom thrombey drysdale #husband!ransom drysdale x wife!reader #dad!ransom drysdale #soft!ransom #ransom thrombey imagine #ransom x y/n #chris evans characters #chris evans

[imamonsterfxcker-sorry]

*MY Opinions on dating the Obey Me! brother's*

Couldn't find someone to write it for me so I'm doing it my self(I've never written before, especially on Tumblr, but this idea is driving me insane so I'm putting it in words for my own sake)

Like i said this is mostly for my sake but if anyone can relate or has they're own thoughts on it pls tell me, would love to talk about this more. 😊

This is my opinion/reasons why i personally would never by romantically involved with any of the brothers

English is not my first language so excuse any/all Grammer mistakes cuz I'm also on mobile while writing this lmao

Warning: Slight NSFW (mostly talk), cursing, talk about hitting/hurting someone

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I still would be friends with them, i wouldn't treat them differently but when it comes to being romantically involved with them I would a hundred percent say no, regardless if I like them or have been with having sex with them for a while and feelings arose (so fwb or whatever).

So this is kinda my take on how would I be/explanation if the brothers sin got to much for me or if they were to ask me out and i said no and they were to ask me for the reason.

Lucifer - I (personally) would not date this man bc he's the embodiment of Pride itself and he refuses to be wrong(even if he is) and I'm way to stubborn so we'll clash a lot. Also something I've seen is Lucifer getting mad at mc for failing grades or whatever and MC apologizing like??? I'm sorry but who do you think you are?! Like I struggle with my memory and that frustrates me a lot so if i fail and this man starts to shit on me for it acting like he's a saint I'm gonna drag him out of anger. I'm talking about I'm gonna bring up every single thing he's done wrong, especially how he's the reason all he's brothers fell bc they followed him after he fell(this is mostly based on a other headcanon/theory i found a while back that really intrigued me). Like he'll have to kill me to shut me up bc I hate people criticizing others as if they're perfect or ignore their efforts to do good(like how they all bully mammon despite how they all use there sin as an excuse just like he does)

Mammon - so i wouldn't date him cuz he'll steal from me and if he does I'll brake his ankles without hesitation. Also while i do feel bad for this man being bullied despite greed being his literal sin if he were to steal from me(i collect a lot of stuff like Levi lol) i would make this man wish he died in the war or I would either make him get my item back, buy me a new one or pay back i spent. And honestly? If that were to happen, him stealing, i wouldn't really trust him anymore or at least have the same level of respect for him bc how can you be a thousand year old demon and not have a sure way to have money? Like? My man you're freaking greed! There are humans rn that are a thousand times more greedy than you'll ever be like wtf? How can you be outstaged like that? And he doesn't even really buy stuff(besides cars) he just spends it the minute he gets it but again how can you not know how to make money already?

Levi - sooo oof this is like so hard bc while Levi has almost the exact same taste in everything as me i wouldn't date him bc of his insecurities and hear me out. I know that makes me sound bad but i also have similar insecurities if not the same but i don't use them the same way i feel Levi does? Like i genuinely feel he uses them as a guilt trip bc he wants you and only you and doesn't want to share? Idk if that makes sense but i personally cannot be with someone that needs constant reassurance everytime you even breath near another person and i have my own issues to deal with so i can't be with him

Asmodeus - so here's the reason i won't date him and i stand by it a 100%. This man will cheat on you literally all the time and also he will make you insecure. I'm sorry but i refuse to believe that a single human can keep the avatar of Lust satisfied like that makes no sense to me? The minute y'all finish fucking he's gonna go out and get with some succubus bc he's still horny and ik for a fact he'll say it means nothing bc he loves you and you should understand bc of his sin. Now onto the insecurities, humans have a lot things that causes wrinkles or blemishes hell even ageing a year can change you a lot so i feel like Asmo would point that out A LOT as small comments like "mc try this new cream for your face" or whatever like at first it might seem sweet but it will bring you down.

Satan - okay so I'm actually very 50/50 with this man bc i feel like he'll be a good partner and he's the only one that actually tries to be in control of his sin but that's not always the case. Here's the reason i won't date him, i feel like it'll be a lot of like walking on eggshells with him bc from what I seen it's the small things that make him angry and i wouldn't want to be with a partner that might possibly hurt me for something i couldn't control you know?

Beel - again another character I'm very 50/50 with bc i genuinely see no issue with Beel or his sin. He does seem like a good partner that cares for them and his loved ones. The only issue i see is slightly similar reasons to Satans, that i might be in danger so it's like a gamble with them. Bc Beel goes full demon mode if he's to hungry or you eat his food(even though he's always eating your food), so that's dangerous bc he can hurt you/eat you.

Belphie - so I wouldn't date him for two reasons. One i truly believe this man is a narcissist or just plain psychotic. He'll gladly hurt you bc he knows with a few words you'll forgive him and come back. Two Just his sin. If you want to date this man DO NOT except to go out or celebrate ANYTHING bc he won't care/try to do anything. He'll sleep through it and not feel bad bc i feel like he'll say that you should know who he is by now and not be mad so yeah. Also he killed us so fuck him for that.

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So yeah that's that. Lol i only wrote this bc i saw some writing about the brothers sin and how MC would react but they seemed so sad?(on MC's part, like how MC handled it) Idk if that's the correct word it just seemed to basic? I'm aware that everyone's writing is different and how they interpret the brothers/MC so this is my take on the whole thing and how i would be.

#shall we date obey me #fanfiction #obey me x reader #obey me #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me beel angst #obey me beel #obey me satan #obey me belphie #obey me asmodeus #obey me smut #omgmyfirsttimewriting #obeyme #obey!me

[captainhunnicutt]

Tagged by @pomegranate and @mashbrainrot: 6 albums I’ve been listening to a lot lately! Plus one track from each that I’m especially fond of:

1). Kevin Devine - "Put Your Ghost to Rest"

For a number of years, I went up and down the east coast following Kevin - in a completely normal and sane way. Seriously. He became a fast friend and still is to this day. When he released his second full length album, that's when I financially had the resources to start travelling to see his shows. This album was his fourth release, and I was lucky enough to see him on release day. The song "Just Stay"... it made me cry the first time I heard it. "She said it's pretty, but you hate yourself, I can hear it clear as day. I said I sing like this, it sounds worse than it is... I'm okay, okay?" When I heard those lyrics, I just lost it - for him. He's such a good soul and deserves so much good. There was a period of about five years where I didn't see him, and when I finally was able to see him again, the hug he gave me before his set said so much. When he got up on stage that night, he said something like "I'm changing the setlist on a whim. Someone is here tonight who I didn't expect to see, and I know she loves this song. This is for her," and he played this.

2.) Eisley - "The Valley"

During the height of the Long Island emo scene, Jesse Lacey shoved Eisley down everyone's throats. It's the only good thing he ever did (dude ended up being the biggest piece of shit ever), besides legitimately pushing a guy off of of me at a party. The guy was being a real fucking nightmare and Jesse came in swinging, and honestly I appreciated it. Anyway. Eisley. They are hauntingly beautiful. The first time I played an Eisley song for Robby, his response was "I feel like crying," and to this day I don't know if that was a compliment or not.

3.) Manchester Orchestra - "Where Have You Been?"

The best tour I ever followed was Brand New, Kevin Devine and Manchester Orchestra. I went to 7 shows on that tour, and every night was a like a g'damn religious experience. Don't listen to people who try to shoot it down, follow the band. Spend the money. Travel from one end of the country to the other just to see your favorite bands play live. You won't regret it. "Where Have You Been," was one of the songs where Brand New, Kevin and Manchester all played together on stage. When the yelling "GOD MY GOD MY GOD, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" starts, you could hear a pin drop. I have goosebumps thinking about it.

4.) Death Cab for Cutie - "Narrow Stairs"

No big thoughts on this one. I just really love anything Death Cab, and this one has been getting played most recently. "Plans" is a close second. That opening bassline of "I Will Possess Your Heart?" Seriously? Perfection.

5.) Kings of Leon - "Come Around Sundown"

I'm sorry. My music taste seems to have frozen to anything before 2010. I think because there's so many good memories tied directly to musicians, bands and songs. I remember when this album dropped. I remember it leaking and my community of friends all losing our g'damn minds. A lot of KoL songs found their way into "The Blacklist," which was a great show too.

6.) Incubus - "Morning View"

Incubus has been this strange constant since I was a teenager. My sophomore year boyfriend introduced me to them as we got high in his basement. Very cliche. They were also the first band I ever followed on tour, and are all very sweet and down to earth guys. They are about to release a reimagined version of this album, and... I have mixed feelings about what I've heard. The original is far superior.

Tagging @bardengarde, @kejfeblintz, @valenshawke, @veryliteralsin, @lynnsthoughts, @angelt0rres and anyone else that wants to do it, I guess.

#sorry my music taste is stuck in the past #i am old and set in my ways #but please tell me if you enjoy any of these #Spotify

[slasher-male-wife]

i know you were nervous about doomhead requests, but im hsppy i found somebody else who writes for him❤️!

if you want, would you care to write headcanons for a male reader s/o x doomhead where the reader likes to go out a lot, whether it be on dates, or out for walks, and he takes doomhead for an early morning walk to see the sunrise as a little date idea :)

again, dont feel pressured to do this! thank you❤️

Ok so I wrote head cannons and a little drabble for this because I couldn't help myself. I've re-watched Doomheads sceens so many time now it's rediculios. I like idk his voice, his appearace, his attitude and shit just like idk I'm like so down bad I need like to get this brain rot surgecially removed.

Doomhead with a male s/o who likes to go out a lot

Warnings: Strong lanuage

He honestly spend a lot of time out in other towns and cities to spend his money so no one gets too supisous about what he does, go going out often is pretty normal.

He'll spoil you honestly. He's got plenty of money, whatever you want he'll get you. You're in sweetheart, his darling boy, the love of his life. If you want that ring he'll get it for you, or might steal it.

He's fine with walks because he knows he can protect you no matter what really happens. If you wanna go out into the woods on a walk with him he's happy to tag along, will a few comments of course as is standard for him. "Ya tryin' to kill me out here sweetheart?" "You lookin for a pet bear or something?"

I'm sorry but he'll only go on walks to watch the sunrise if he's not asleep before then. Like he won't wake up just to watch it unless he was already awake. His sleep schedule is shit and he'll stay up way to late and sleep till like 12 pm.

Loves going on little dates with you. Will seek out little places for the two of you to go have dates in. Like he'll find a nice quiet place for you two to sit in his van and look out at.

He loves talking with you on dates. Will go on long monologues with pet names, random stories and shit just talking with you. He loves talking with you, honestly doesn't care what you do as long as the two of you can talk together.

It's about 6:25 in the morning. You've been up all night with Doomhead when a few hours ago you drove over to an old look out point together. You're sitting on his lap in the back of his van as he talks on about something while you look out at the sky, waiting for the sun to begin rising.

"You know something angel? I would happily go blind now that I've seen you." He pulls you closer into him and presses a kiss onto your neck.

"But won't you miss looking at me? If I'm so handsome."

"Of course I would. But after seeing you, I've seen all I ever needed to see. If the devil himself ever laid his eyes on you he'd kiss your cheek and repent."

"I thought you didn't believe in god and all that stuff." You tease.

"I don't, but it doesn't make what I said any less true," He adjusts hows he's sitting while keeping his arms around your waist, "Now when is the damn sun gonna come up we've been here for hours."

"It's gonna rise soon don't worry. I love seeing all the pretty colors melting together while it rises. I love watching the sun." You let out a small sigh and relax into your boyfriend, "I hope you know I love you."

"I know I know," He says resting his chin on the top of your head, "I love ya too." He whispers.

#doomhead #doomhead my beloved #doomhead x reader #slasher x y/n #slasher x reader #doomhead x male reader

[mdhwrites]

I feel like something funny about people saying S2B was written with the shortening in mind, and so they had little time to spend, is that the majority of the time travel plot in Elsewhere Elsewhen is rendered redundant by Hollow Mind. The Savage Ages not being that bad, Philip always being a jerk, the Collector being revealed: all accomplished by the trip into Belos's mind and memories. The only thing the time travel thing does is explain why Belos hasn't gone after Luz, and set up Luz's arc of guilt for the rest of the series. Seeing that Belos is at his core pathetic and being beat up by Lilith was great, but he's also played completely seriously as a threat for the rest of the show. Even Luz's encounter against him in King's Tide draws more on the events of Hollow Mind then in Elsewhere Elsewhen.

I personally think Elsewhere Elsewhen is the worst episode of the show. It solidified that Lilith wasn't someone you could take seriously anymore and a whole new character, it ruined anything interesting about Belos' rise to power, it uses just a DUMB time travel mcguffin to have its plot, there's very little actually entertaining about it besides Luz's little jokes here and there, it RUINS the Isles in my opinion and anything interesting about them and... Yeah. It's a complete fucking waste of time. (It also introduces BS trauma for Luz which made me make a writing lesson blog about trauma in fantasy stories you can find here.) And I was saying that BEFORE Hollow Mind because... Yeah. Hollow Mind was always coming. It's impressive how redundant Hollow Mind makes Elsewhere Elsewhen but also, Elsewhere Elsewhen only has two minutes of screen time that is actually important. That progresses the narrative, in part for much of what you said. Though I do want to point out that the episode never paints him as pathetic. Physically weak perhaps but he somehow manages to trick the ex-head of the EC and Eda's apprentice with a bare bones scam and gets away almost scot-free for it. But that is not the larger problem. The problem is that the stinger at the end of Elsewhere Elsewhen is a waste. Of. Time. Let's actually talk about stingers for a moment and their uses and why Elsewhere Elsewhen's is the worst kind. First, of course, what is a stinger? It's a small thing at the end of the episode that is usually at least slightly disconnected from the rest of the episode and often serve as cliffhangers. This can be done in multiple ways like just five seconds of showing someone is watching, cutting away for a minute to a different character and what they're doing, etc. like that. Amphibia and TOH actually both start using them in S2 of their shows (just another WEIRD connection between the two where it feels like TOH is badly copying Amphibia's homework) and Amphibia does it better. Amphibia mostly does the building tension form of a stinger. This is because the stinger only ever is about Frobo (I haven't actually gotten to him yet, still only halfway through S2) and once with King Andrias and his chess board. Both are hinting towards future villains and have a tone of a looming threat but incorporating them into the episode would be awkward and so they're placed at the end as effectively a cliffhanger. TOH tried to do this in their first episode of S2 with the scrying potion. It was dumb and obviously just a fake out to be like "OOOH, BELOS! Luz won't see him again until S2B!" It's... Not as effective as Amphibia showing Frobo emerging and starting to follow the Plantars. I will give that the stinger of creepy Luz back home with Camila IS a good version of this sort of stinger. Another version is just moving the plot along. This is one that TOH does a lot more and to mixed effect. Escaping Expulsion, Them's the Breaks and Elsewhere Elsewhen (theoretically) are three I can name off the top of my head if you count them. The first is just functional. It gets the point across but also feels anti-Isles because sure, someone with enough money tooootally couldn't recruit enough greedy people to make their own army. The abomatons are totally a new concept for this place. Second has the problem of being ALL the plot we get on that front when there was so much more you could do with Raine and his rebellion. And Elsewhere Elsewhen, besides the issues I'll bring up soon, has the problem of making the reveal of Belos is Philip in Hollow Mind, which is done shockingly well, weaker. You can also use stingers to help add clues to a mystery and the like which creepy Luz theoretically does. I could probably also cite Gravity Falls but I haven't watched enough of that show.

All of these... are actually good uses of Stingers, at least conceptually. They have a function to the narrative. The version of Stinger that Elsewhere Elsewhen is... Is the only one that doesn't. It's the Stinger for the audience. It serves no other purpose than to give the audience information and shock that will HAVE to be gone over again. Notice that the rest of these are pieces of information that would be troublesome to tell in the main story. They're not vital but they foreshadow, expand or move a tertiary element forward. Philip being Belos was never something Luz wasn't going to find out. It's too big and it's too important. She would have always found out about the Collector too since Belos works with the little guy. These were elements that were ALWAYS going to be covered and in a grand and spectacular way. And you know what? THEY WERE!

In Hollow Mind, they just ignore the fact that they've already revealed all of this information to the audience and go the whole nine yards to make the reveal as big as possible. It's a good reveal even. But the audience doesn't gasp because they already knew. And for what purpose? Well... To post on Twitter about it. I'd really like to be nicer about this but that's really it. It's a Stinger purely to give the fans something to talk about. It doesn't serve any other purpose. AT BEST, if you're REALLY invested already, you get excited for Luz to find out herself. But if you're that invested (or invested enough to talk about this with more than a fellow fan)... You probably didn't need to be pandered to. You'd have rather gotten either those two minutes back or just had the entire episode focus on something ACTUALLY plot relevant. Which, I do want to admit one thing: It really fucking sucks that Elsewhere Elsewhen is filler because it's one of the way too few episodes dedicated to the effort of making Luz a way home, especially for how important Luz claims it is to her. Talking about the bad job they did with the portal door plot, or just how bullshit magic becomes in S2B simply to get rid of the Titan's Blood, are different blogs. For now... Elsewhere Elsewhen is a bad episode that is a waste of time. And the fact there are two episodes in S2B that I can call a waste of time is a real rough spot for the show to be in when at this point, yes, the shortening should have mattered. But really... Just look at the show. They were never going to prioritize in ways that made sense for needing to tighten up their story. Not when they've never had proper priorities. Last note: I am actually out of asks. This may lead to me slowing down with blogs, we'll see. *shrug*

#Elsewhere Elsewhen #Stingers #TOH #Rambles

[albonium]

tw health issues being old and poop

my grandma is fully bed ridden, she didn't want to go to a retirement home when it started being necessary yeaaaars ago and now she's too dependant to be accepted in one so she's stuck at home. she doesn't want a "stranger" in her house, my mom has done more than she should have ever done these past 15 years or so caring for her my grandpa and my uncle (he had parkinson she took care of him until he died it was awful). so rn my aunt accepted to help but only if she was being paid, so my grandma took her to be the state funded helper and she should do a certain amount of hours per week and come several times a day to help her wash and pee/poo but she doesn't. so my grandma sits in her dirty diapers all day. today my mom went there and my grandma had somehow gone off the bed a bit and pooped on the floor and on her slippers.... she cleaned it all + our grandma. my mom is disabled and is physically limited she shouldn't be doing this. it's so unfair that all of this still ends up on her when it shouldn't.

we saw the social worker the other day and she said that the amount of money allocated to my grandparents will increase when my grandpa comes back from the hospital bc he'll be bed ridden too now. the thing is that nurses refuse to take care of people for showers and diapers these days and companies don't do it on the weekends. she said well it looks like you won't get any help on the weekends and then looked at me and my mom. it's awful to know that once again we're gonna have to do this. i hate it. my mom probably won't let me do it anymore too. i hate it. my mom is ill she doesn't have a lot of years with a relatively ok health (meaning she can breath without an oxygen tank) and she'll have tk dedicate them to my grandparents when my aunt and uncle don't give a fuck???? also as i said before around here our neighbourhood is getting bulldozed over so my parents sold the house and will be moving, my grandparents are supposed to sell too bc the house is too big and impractical for them. the money they get could finance all the care they need and even a retirement home (if we find one that would accept them). it costs about 4 to 5k A MONTHS. the thing is my aunt and my uncle are already taking a lot of money from my grandparents, money that's supposed to be used for their funerals. my uncle was left by his wife bc he was a violent asshole that couldn't not spend every single euro he had (or didn't have tbh). he tells my grandma he's gonna kill himself every month so that she paya his rent while he stays at home and doesn't do anything to get unemployment money or a job. when they get the money from the house they're going to take everything from them. and if they don't have money anymore to take care of themselves guess who has to help? their children and grandchildren. exept my uncle and aunt aren't financially abled to so my parents' money would dissapear in it, my sister and i would have to pay too. we'd be financing my aunt and uncle's fucking lifestyle. i wouldn't care if it was bc my grandlarents actually needed it. i love them i will pay if needed. but not like this. we asked if we could put them in a state protection financial guardianship thing and the social worker said no bc they're still mentally sound. it angers me so much i left the room crying the other day lol.

isn't life fun lol

[littlegodzilla]

Hiiii! Here I am again!! Ready for another chapter? Let's see what going to happen with our favorite Farmer!

I hope you'll like it!!

Enjoy!!

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The Farmer.

John Rollins x FemReader

Mini series. Chapter 4.

Warnings: Fluff. Hard situation. Awkward moment. Sexual tension. Precocity. Slightly mention of sex. A.A. meeting.

Words: 4000

Summary: Finally John's case is solved, when he comes home and sees you waiting for him, he can't contain himself, but things don't turn out the way he didn't expect.

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Part 4.

The ruling on Lindsey's child support and custody is postponed until Monday morning. Mary has played all her cards to the best of her ability, she has tried to make John look like a rag, a rat in the eyes of the judge, to prove that John was not fit to take care of the child, however, Samuel has also been able to play the game and has defended his client tooth and nail, convincing the judge.

"I have made a decision, John Rollins will be responsible for the payment of a monthly child support for little Lindsey Rollins, non-payment of said monthly payment will be punished by a monetary reprimand and repeated non-payment will proceed to a trial hearing." He explains and John swallows hard. "Likewise I see no objection to Mr. Rollins not being able to see and care for his daughter, so I grant joint custody, as Mr. Rollins lives out of town, Lindsey will spend weekends, holidays and summer months with her father with both parties agreeing on what dates will be most appropriate for the child." He bangs his gavel hard and John feels his shoulders stop weighing a ton. "Very good morning." He says goodbye and they leave them all in the living room.

Samuel smiles excitedly and hugs his friend, Mary has a blank look on her face, also in the room are Tommy, Lindsey and Mark, the three of them walk up to them, Mark hugs John as Samuel has done and Tom tries to calm an enraged Mary.

"It's not going to stay that way John, I'm right, and eventually they'll see it, you'll fall, you always do and you'll take Lindsey with you and then you won't be able to do anything to stop yourself from ever seeing her again." She spits with venom in her every word.

"Mary please stop." He tries to be reasonable Tom, but the woman walks away tugging at the girl's hand.

"No, wait!" John shouts cutting her off. "We still have a lot to talk about. I'm going to give you my money, I know you don't give a shit whether or not I care about my daughter, that you just want the money to fuck me over, fine, I'll play your game, but you're going to play mine too; every weekend Lindsey wants to come with me to the farm, since I've gone five years without being able to see her I want Thanksgiving, Easter and Christmas."

"Have you lost your mind!"

"And a month of summer, I don't care which." He keeps talking, ignoring her. "It will be in writing, I'll have Samuel draw it up and send your lawyer a copy for you to sign, if you don't, we'll meet here again and I think you'd lose out."

"We'll see about that." She huffs and walks out of the room mumbling curses that he doesn't get to hear anymore, but he doesn't care.

"But what was that!" laughs Mark hugging his friend by the neck. "If I wasn't married I'd invite you to a little hotel..." He jokes and John laughs nudging him, Samuel approaches with a smirk.

"I'll draft that petition as soon as possible before your lawyer can quash it with any bullshit."

"Thanks Samuel and, no offense, but I hope I don't see you again for a long time."

"Same here." He jokes and waves goodbye to both men leaving.

"What's your plan now?"

"I'm heading home, it's too many days away, I left chores half done, I have to set up a room for Linds...I'm going to be busy."

"Well, maybe you should go to a meeting and talk about all this, it's a lot of stuff."

"I know, take care Mark and thanks to you too."

"For what I wrote? You earned every word John, I didn't give anything for you the first day you showed up at a meeting and you just made me miss my words. I'm so proud." He smiles and John feels his cheeks burn.

It's no big deal, he's no role model.

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(Sorry I just needed to put it here)

John parks the van in the driveway of the estate, frowns slightly and feels a tug in his stomach when he sees you get up from the porch steps, waving your hands nervously. He steps out of the vehicle and walks straight toward you, feeling his heart pound violently against his chest.

"John..." You greet him with a gasp of relief and he feels your words burning through his entire body. "I-I'm sorry to show up here, but it's been days and I didn't know anything, I was left worried about that letter, Hershel told me you were back in town..." You keep talking at the same time he is getting closer and closer. "I thought something bad had happened, I wanted to call you, but technically I don't have your phone number, I could have looked it up in your client file, but that would have been inappropriate and I don't..."

John kisses you, cradles your face in his hands and kisses you intensely. You gasp against his mouth opening your eyes wide as you didn't expect him to do that. You hold him by the back of his neck and feel his mouth open on yours and his tongue slips between your teeth making you tremble in his hands. You break the kiss for air, your gazes connect again, John bites his lip as his fingers caress your cheeks. Neither of you say anything, but there is something intense between you. John looks towards his house in a second, you follow his eyes and nod your head feeling your cheeks redden. John holds your hand and the two of you walk into the house.

The kisses don't stop as you move to the living room where you sit on the couch, you are left on his lap, your legs on either side of his, his hands grab your ass, your hips move against his crotch, already hard to your touch, John grunts because the fabric of the suit pants he wore in court gets him to feel it even more intense and his fingers press against your jeans hard. The kisses get more and more intense, the heat of your bodies keeps increasing, John presses you against his crotch and moves in your turn, he stops kissing you moving down your jaw and neck, enjoying the feel of your skin against his lips, your taste on his tongue gives him goose bumps. You throw your heads back, but your hands unknot his tie and unbutton his shirt, your fingers caress his bare chest, you lean over him kissing his neck, biting an x-shaped tattoo he has on his collarbone. He grunts and curses under his breath because he feels on edge. Four years is too long and his body is in a hurry. You keep moving on him and John feels like he's losing control.

"W-Wait..." He gasps, but your final thrust against his hard crotch, disarms him "F-fuck..." He grunts as he clenches his hands on your thighs as he feels his boxers getting wet and his whole body trembles. "I'm sorry..." He whispers without daring to look at you.

"Oh..." Is all you are able to say, sitting up on his knees.

"J-Just give me a minute and..." He tries to offer by rubbing his forehead, but you avert your gaze by getting up from his lap.

"I-it's okay, I..." You stammer and arrange your clothes over your body. "I'm meeting Maggie and... I should go..." You excuse yourself, but John doesn't try to stop you, he nods.

"Sure... I'll see you around." He says goodbye and you walk out of the house. "Fuck." He snaps again covering his face with both hands. He stirs on the couch feeling his boxers stick to his skin and it's uncomfortable.

He gets up from the couch and goes straight to the shower. It's been humiliating, but worst of all it's been disappointing for you, he knows, he hasn't even been able to touch you like you really deserved it and he's soiled his pants like a fifteen year old kid with his first porn magazine.

It's absurd.

The hot water runs over his body removing the remnants of his own shame from his skin, in his hands, in his mouth, in his ears he can still feel you and he curses once more. He doesn't know what has happened to him, he had no desire, but when he saw you at the door of his house, waiting for him, something has taken over his judgment. Maybe it is due to all the emotions he has suffered and experienced throughout those days, frustration, fear, confusion, euphoria, all of that has exploded at the same time and he has thrown himself on you like a hungry animal. Too much pressure, too soon.

A disaster.

He grunts once more and steps out of the shower walking naked to his room, one of the advantages of living alone, he leaves his stained pants aside along with the shirt and the rest, he puts on an old t-shirt and work pants. He will go up to the second floor and check the rooms one more time, he will look for the most suitable one for Lindsey, spacious, sunny, he will decorate and furnish it so that the girl will feel comfortable there, he would like to do it with her, at least choose some furniture, but until Samuel sends him the copy signed by Mary, he knows he will not see her.

Trying to avoid those thoughts he walks into one of the rooms and smiles. It is spacious with a large window that connects to a small balcony, which she will keep closed so the girl won't go out, she can put some nice curtains, a big bed in the center, decorate the walls with the color she likes the most. He bites his lip and gets down to work.

The first thing to do is to take out all the garbage that is there and air it all out.

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At the meeting everyone greets him, it hasn't gone missing for anyone who has been out of town for a few days, everyone asks him if he is ok to which John responds by nodding his head and thanking them for caring. On his turn to speak John was going to tell why he was gone, but he can't stop thinking about what happened to you two and needs to say it out loud.

"Hi, I'm John, alcoholic." He repeats as he does at every meeting. "I guess some of you are wondering where I've been these days and I really wanted to talk about it because a lot has been going on, but I need to talk about something I'm ashamed of." He sways held to the lectern searching for the words. "Today, after four years, I've been with a woman again..." There is some applause and a few whispers. "For five seconds... it was probably something else, but it was a pathetic five seconds that I held on..." He sighs in frustration. "I'm not coming to say that I was an animal in bed, that I held out for hours thanks to alcohol and that I always managed to make them cum, because it's not true, because I don't remember all my sexual escapades either, I'm coming to say that it's been humiliating and disappointing for her. She has run away, like a scared guinea pig. Just like that." He forms a grimace with his mouth, pursing his lips, forming a thin line. "And I've realized, again, that with alcohol everything was easier, or at least seemed easier. You'd get drunk, give your girl that look, take her home or to the back alley, what did it matter, and whether you managed to get your pants down or not was the least of it because your brain wouldn't remember it the next morning, when the hangover started hammering, you'd drown the thoughts in another beer and let the world keep spinning, right?" Some nods. "Now I feel the shame, the regrets, most of the time when I'm doing something I end up questioning what the fuck I'm doing... I want to apologize to her, but I don't even know if I have the right to do that, fuck I don't even know if she'll still be interested in me..." He finishes his thoughts returning to his chair.

"If I'm being honest I think it happens to all of us." Hears John next to him as the meeting ends and he's pouring himself a coffee. "Not just the precociousness, also that feeling of saying 'have I always been like this?' but then it all passes. I'm still married." He comforts the man by showing him his ring.

"A lot of women are scared of sex after they get into the program." A female partner approaches as well. "Too many questions and nerves play very bad tricks." She tries to encourage him. "If that girl likes you, she'll come back, but maybe you do need to tell her some things."

"Yes, I had thought that too, she knows I come here, but I guess it's not the same."

The woman smiles warmly at him and they walk away, John leaves the building heading back to his truck and home.

As he sits on the couch he hears his cell phone ring, he has a message from his lawyer and his smile grows wider as he reads that Mary has signed the joint custody papers, that she has agreed to his demands. With trembling hands he asks for Mary and Tommy's phone number, he wants to be able to contact one of them to talk directly to Lindsey, he wants to ask her about her room, the color of the walls, the bed, everything, he wants her to want to be there. Samuel is quick to send him both numbers, but John saves them, it's late and he doesn't want to bother, he would call them tomorrow.

Again he feels a relief run through his whole body, maybe he has hit bottom, maybe he can't fall anymore and now it's time to fight and go up, and this is like a reward for that.

That night John sleeps in one go and finally in his own bed.

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John sits on the couch biting his nail as he listens to the phone ring, waiting for someone to answer on the other end, after several rings, he finally hears Mary's voice.

"Who is it?"

"Mary, it's me, John." He greets and hears her snort angrily. "Please don't hang up on me, I wanted to talk to Lindsey."

"Didn't we agree you'd see her on weekends? Wait for your turn."

"She's... she's not a toy I want to borrow, you know, I have every right to talk to her."

"Since when?"

"Since the day she was born and then you took her away." He answers angrily, Mary on the other end is silent, until she sighs.

"What do you want from her?"

"I just want to ask her a few things, you can put your hands free if you want." He rubs his forehead and picks up a pen and a piece of paper when he hears Mary call the girl, the voice echoes so he knows he's on speakerphone.

"Hello?" The little girl asks shyly and John smiles.

"Hi, little girl how are you?"

"Fine, I was just having breakfast with Tommy and mom...how about you?"

"Just fine, having breakfast too." A giggle escapes him. "You know? I'm fixing up your room for when you want to come see me and I was thinking of decorating it a little..."

"Yeah?" the girl asks curiously.

"Yup and I was wondering what color would look best and what furniture I could buy..."

"Unicorns!" the little girl shouts and John has to pull the phone away from his ear. "And pink! And purple! And green!" she continues excitedly. "And a big bed! Mom doesn't want me to have a big bed because she says I fall out, b-but I don't!" She defends herself, John laughs writing it all down quickly.

"Would you like to help me pick out some things?" He asks her again and thinks he hears a squeak coming from the girl, but then there is silence. John can imagine Lindsey asking her mother for permission before answering and he bites his lip again.

"Mom says we have a lot of things to do this week, I can't go..." Her voice sounds a little disappointed and John's smile falters.

"It's okay honey, it's okay." He promises her. "I'll ask your mom to send me some pictures of what you like best and I'll decorate it to your liking, is that okay with you?"

"Yup!" she shouts excitedly again. "Hey, Dad..." John's heart flips in his chest as he hears her. "Are there animals on your farm?"

"No, there aren't, but I'm friends with a farmer who does - dogs, cows, even horses." He encourages her and again seems to squeal on the other end. "We'll ask him to give us a ride, do you want?"

"Yes! I want to ride a horse!"

"Well we'll see about that." Mary interjects, her voice sounds very loud so John figures she's already taken the speaker off. "She's still too little and I'm not going to let you cut her head open for getting on an animal."

"That's not going to happen." He growls. "Do me that favor, okay? If my little girl wants anything for her room, or likes any particular color, send it to me."

"Whatever you say, John. Bye." She hangs up and John is left with his goodbye in his mouth. He snorts holding back an insult and leaves the phone on the table.

Unicorns. Well, he thinks he can find something out there, shouldn't be too hard. Though he highly doubts Hershel will let him put a fake horn on one of his horses to drive Linsdey totally insane.

After breakfast he goes out to the fields to do some work, he has to take care of his daughter's room, but he can't neglect his crops either. The day before Hershel explained to her how the whole system that the Jones brothers had installed worked, she checks that the pond is full and opens several stopcocks, so that the water can irrigate the land. Leaving the irrigation on for his corn crop, he rubs his hands against the cowboys and climbs into the pickup to head back to town.

He's not sure, but it's likely that at Woodbury Furniture he'll find some furniture that will fit Linds' room. It's the biggest store on the whole avenue, he's bought some furniture there that he's replaced from home and the prices are affordable, the furniture isn't the best quality, but it will last for years, especially if Linsdey only visits temporarily.

He never thought he'd find a rural Ikea, to be honest.

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He gets out of the van and enters the huge furniture store, he just wants to look around, he prefers to wait for Mary to send him a list of the things Lindsey prefers for her room. He goes straight up to the second floor where the bedroom furniture is, the children's section is more spacious, there are double beds, bunk beds, trundle beds, desks of all kinds and shapes, comfortable chairs both wheeled and classic wooden, closets to match the beds they have on display, double closets, shoe racks, trunks to store toys, bookshelves. John feels a bit lost all of a sudden, there is everything, but the vast majority is austere furniture, poor or dark colors, which surprises him as usually all the children's sections are more colorful.

"I could buy wood paint and paint them myself." He thinks aloud, looking at a double-door cabinet with a full-length mirror between the two doors. John doesn't know if Lindsey is a flirtatious child, but he thinks she might like the glass detail.

"Can I help you with something?" He listens next to her, turns around spotting one of the workers and smiles gratefully.

"I'm actually just browsing, I have to redecorate a room and I'm getting ideas."

"Great, any new additions to the family?" she asks mischievously and John laughs shaking his head.

"Something like that... Do you sell paint and accessories here too, anti-fall railings?"

"No, you might find that at the hardware store, but we do have railings, they usually fit all the models of children's beds we carry, if not we could order you one to choose from."

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind. Thank you very much." He smiles kindly and says goodbye walking away from the young woman who continues with her work.

After looking at the furniture, John has an idea of what he wants for Lindsey, he walks over to the hardware store to look at the wood and wall paint for the room. There are too many different pots, he never thought there were pastel colors, glow in the dark, fluorescent... Lindsey is a little girl, it would be best to pick up some pastel colors, pink, purple and green he had told her. She picks up several buckets plus the brushes and more tools she will need, after paying for everything her last stop is the nursery.

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You drum your fingers on the steering wheel before getting out of the truck and walking inside the greenhouse.

As you enter he spots you at the counter talking to a customer as you hand him back his change, a huge smile on your mouth full of friendliness and John takes a deep breath before approaching you.

"Hey, hi." He greets and looks sideways at you, you see him and your smile falters for a second as your cheeks take on a ruddy color. "Can we talk?" He asks you nodding to the side.

"S-sure, did something happen at the farm?"

"No, I... in private, please..." You insist and look at Rachel who gives you a gentle tap and nods her head.

"Of course you can talk, your shift is over." She nudges you lightly and smiles, "See you tomorrow."

"Great, do you want a ride home?" John offers as you grab your bag and pull your ponytail off, John's eyes follow the movement of your hair falling to your shoulders and he swallows.

Mark's coarse and out of place words talking about you come back to his mind. It's true that work clothes don't flatter anyone, the yellow t-shirt and green pants with the safety boots, certainly not sexy, but it also makes him think about how he's never seen you outside of work, not even that day you coincidentally met at Hershel's barbecue, you had left work and showed up in your company uniform. Yet he's still able to spot the natural curves your body makes. You are a big girl, bigger than other women he knows, bigger than Mary, full legs and strong arms, you are fit but your build and family heritage keeps you from losing those pounds that perhaps others think you have to spare, but which John realizes he doesn't mind at all. He still remembers the feel of your butt in his hands and would love to be able to touch it again.

"So will you take me home?" You ask approaching him and John nods clearing his throat, realizing he's been staring at you for a long time.

"Yes, no problem. See you another day, Rachel." He says goodbye to her who nods and the two of you walk back to the van.

Rollins is nervous, not sure how to bring up the subject, but you look quite relaxed, as if nothing has happened. He starts the engine and pulls into the drive following your directions.

"Hey I wanted to... I wanted to talk about what happened yesterday..." He opens his mouth at last, sees your body tense slightly and you look at him out of the corner of your eye.

"Don't worry, John, there's no need..."

"I'm sorry." He interrupts her. "But it's been like... almost five years since I've been with anyone and..." He stammers seeing you stare at him with wide eyes.

"Five years?" you ask in surprise and he nods. "Wow, it's... is it because of the program? They don't let you...?" you ask unsure, John smiles and shakes his head.

"In a way, yes, but it's not that they forbid us to have a relationship, the first year is self discovery, they ask you to take time for yourself, and then it's your own personal fear, meeting people again, realizing that everyone drinks, more or less, but everyone does and thinking what if I kiss that person and it tastes like beer? What if that pushes me to drink again?" he confesses and you look down apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"No, I wanted to tell you because it was my fault about yesterday, I really didn't think it was that... pathetic." He snorts and you smile.

"Don't torture yourself, John. It's okay." You smile again, looking at him at last.

"I'd like to do it right, next time, if... if you want." He clears his throat. "I owe you a meal, so... I'd like to buy you dinner or something..." He dares to propose and the surprise comes back to you, but you try to hide the excitement that's drawn on your face.

"That sounds great. I'd love to." You agree and you can almost see his shoulders relax.

The rest of the ride is pleasant, you talk about many things, much more comfortable than when you first got in the car. You both avoid asking about his days out of town, John knows he has to tell you about it at some point, but he doesn't want to burden you with too much information either, nor does he know how much you want to know more about his life. He parks the van outside your house and you thank him for driving you there.

"Wait... I don't have your number..." You feel totally lost, had it always been this hard to pick up?

"That's right." You reach for a pen in your pants and take his hand, writing down your number for him. "I'll wait for you to call me, then."

"Yeah, you bet." He smiles and looks at his hand a couple of times as you go home.

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John drives home, from the back of the truck he pulls out the paint cans and everything else carrying it up to Lindsey's room. His phone rings in his pocket and when he pulls it out he discovers that Mary has sent him several pictures with examples of rooms Linds might like. He smiles and puts the phone away again, with those references he can get to work.

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To be Continued...

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I hope you liked it!!

See you in the next chapters and stories!

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#my stuff #norman reedus #normanreedus #john rollins #john x reader #john rollins x femreader #the messengers 2 #the messengers 2: the scarecrows #mini serie

[casspurrjoybell-23]

LOST and FOUND - Chapter 13 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

The green grass was damp from the sprinklers that morning but that didn't bother me at all.

I still kneeled down, getting my jeans wet.

I put my flowers down in front of Harrison's grave and sighed.

I hadn't been to his grave since the funeral and I deeply regretted that fact but it had just been too painful to come.

Then, when I slowly started moving on.

I was too guilty about finding someone else that I couldn't bare to come talk to Harrison.

I fiddled with tulips at the base of the gravestone and made sure they were just how I wanted them.

Harrison got me tulips every year on my birthday and our anniversary.

And although he wasn't a guy that was big on flowers, I knew that he would appreciate them.

He would understand my meaning behind them.

They were flowers that reminded me of him.

Jona was standing a few yards away, giving me time alone with Harrison before he came and talked to him as well.

"Hi," I started.

I could feel tears welling in my eyes but I tried to hold them back.

"So it's been a year. I'm sorry that I didn't come sooner. You probably hate me for that. I would be in big trouble if you were here."

I smiled a little at that thought.

I might always feel bad that it had taken me a year to come visit Harrison's grave for the first time but Jona said it wasn't too late to start going regularly.

I knew that was true and I planned on coming a lot more.

"I miss you," I told him.

"I'll always miss you but... I'm doing well. I think you'd be happy with how well I've been doing. I've been living with Jona for awhile now. I'm getting ready to reopen the bookstore. I thought that would make you happy."

I ran my fingers over Harrison's name engraved in the stone.

And the words under it... 'Beloved Friend and Boyfriend.'

I knew many people didn't put 'boyfriend' on gravestones.

It was usually 'husband'.

But he hadn't been my husband.

He was my boyfriend.

And I had been okay with that.

I played with the ring that was around my neck.

"I wish you had gotten to propose to me," I told him as more tears began to gather.

"I wish we'd had that beautiful wedding you mentioned in your letter. I may always be sad I never got to see you down on one knee, with a ring in your hands... or the fact that I will never get to hear you say our vows. Would we have gone with the traditional ones? Or written our own?"

Tears fell down my face, trailing from my cheeks and falling down onto my neck and shirt.

"But I suppose I can just tell you now how much I love you. How much I'll always love you. Even though I'm with Jona and plan on spending the rest of my life with him, he can never replace you. No one could ever replace you. I love Jona but I love you too. I'll never stop loving you. You were one of the best things that ever happened to me but you know that, don't you?"

I smiled and placed my hands on my knees.

"I think you would be okay with it if I didn't open the bookstore back up... if it caused me too much pain, you would be okay with me letting it go. But ever since I started working to open it again, I haven't felt closer to you since the day you died. And I think this is going to be good for me. It's making me more independent. I'll have my own money and won't have to rely on Jona so much anymore... even though I know he'll take care of me no matter what... just like you did."

I could feel Jona's presence not that far away from me but I had just a few more things to say.

"You'll always be with me, Harrison. I don't plan on taking this ring off. Because you mean as much to me as Jona does. I may be with him now but you'll always have a place in my heart. I love you... I love you... and I know you still love me too."

I took a deep breath and wiped my tears away.

I knew more would still come but I still needed to try to get them under control.

I turned around and saw Jona watching me.

I smiled a little and beckoned him over with my hand.

He smiled and began walking slowly towards me.

He came and kneeled down next to me.

"Harrison, this is Jona. Jona, this is Harrison," I said softly.

Jona smiled at me and kissed my temple.

"Do you want me to leave so you can talk to him?" I asked.

"No, you can stay, baby," he said to me.

I smiled at him and watched him turn to look at the gravestone in front of us.

"It's nice to meet you, Harrison," he began.

"Beau's told me a lot about you. I actually kind of feel like I know you in some way. I know how important you were to Beau and how important he was to you. I would've like to meet you while you were still with us. But maybe it's best we didn't."

He smiled.

"I can see us getting into a fight over this special one."

He turned to me and grinned.

I frowned and pushed his shoulder but then couldn't help but let a smile peek through.

"But maybe when it came down to it, we couldn't gotten along and found things in common. I know you were a pretty special guy. You have to be for Beau to care about you so much... I just want to tell you that I plan on taking great care of him. I know you would be happy with that. Because I'm sure that's all you ever wanted, just like me... for Beau to be safe and happy and taken care of. I promise to do that. I know you're watching out for him too. So thank you."

He ran his hand over the headstone and said...

"I know we'll both come talk to you again soon."

He then wrapped his arm around me and gave me a small smile.

I then said goodbye to Harrison.

"I love you, honey. I'll come see you again. I'll tell you all about the grand reopening of the bookstore... bye."

I leaned forward and gave the headstone a kiss.

I wiped the few tears that had fallen and stood up alongside Jona.

He took my hand and asked...

"Ready to go?"

I nodded and leaned into him as we began walking away.

I felt really good.

It may have been sad as well but I was happy I did this.

I needed it and I knew I would be coming back many more times.

I would never stop coming.

Harrison meant too much to me to stop.

[the-firebird69]

Steve Perry - Oh Sherrie (Video)

He says well as gifted and I sort of see it should tell him the Big show just occurred did you miss it so I hear someone saying he turns around and says it and VGA stopped said no I'm sorry I just want to do it without it so that's why you getting left off the last stop. Yeah we hear he's not smiling but this is my song and it's about Sherry ravine

Steve Perry

There are some things I hold off and quite a few I'm kind of laughing cuz I was there at the ravine house for a little bit only a few days and I couldn't handle it I was very beautiful and Julie Watts was approaching it when she was losing weight and she had 20 guys over at a party and like two girls and my husband had to leave it was far too intense they're all competing and they're getting in position it was so craziest thing you've ever seen the same dumb s*** to him and he said I didn't get out of here he said thanks for inviting me but holy crap this sucks as he's leaving the same dumb s*** and she's yelling out the door don't come back and he's saying I don't plan on it this party sucks ass she started laughing and it's really Lily dressed up but I was there at the house for just a few days and nobody can handle it and Tom Cruise was supposed to be my brother I couldn't handle that stupid crap so I was hitting on me every second Demi Moore dresses up like me she looks close distancing looks like her in the movie actually all our movies and it's Lily again but a little bit larger nice looking sexy he says and wow okay they're trying to find the original picture and it's like this lady Meghan Markle there's little girl won't get out of the damn way for any price to see them spending money on that stupid s***. The whole neighborhood was in awe then they thought it was Lily. I had the song come on oh Sherry and it's up above and he's my husband not yours and your abusive prick Trump and you need to leave you've been asked to leave by everybody so many times people getting rid of you cuz they're sick of talking about this and this tire thing is over the top you're done. There's a lot of people that want to get rid of you and they're going to start doing it now. Another note the Chinese are doing well and you're doing very badly maybe your Chinese guy is smoking pot LOL but we're going to see you anyways

Hera

Olympus

Zues so she skipped over the whole thing practically he's very beautiful I didn't know it was her that sucked and I wonder when she went and she said she's going away in space to California and it was before I think Michelle said it and she's saying it's true and that's her sister so I think she went out there that's true too she went to find me she got hung up out there stuck really so I became Melissa and I was saying I look like that one and you're dating me why and I was having him do it he's still kind of just laughs and says what the hell are you doing so you're saying some full of stuff and I'm not allowing it it's foolish stuff anyways so he did me anyways and I was mad the whole time and so that's what I look like. And he tried to pursue me a little went over there and they're playing didn't see me try looking at the windows actually was behind the house looking for me this guy was a fanatic he thought it was Julie went over and she's so kind of easy s*** and he saw me Melissa and started talking to me and playing games like children and we are really so we dated and it was nice

Mop aka Sherry Rivane he's mad angry even hostile he doesn't have pictures and why yeah I get that it's trying to find me it's really not good at it

This sucks we always thought it was her and there she is hey look at her and it looks like one of them they're very pretty people and you people are nasty

Mac daddy

Today sucks it's sucking worse this is terrible he's like a big fat ass girl as Jen.

Trump

I guess he's trying to tell me something and it's thank you a little bit it's just mad at me too

Zues

Yeah I'd have to look like all these other people and creatures it's very dangerous different heads different eye sockets really odd looking people I was telling you it's terrible you're not paying attention you have a different role and that's what's going on

Hera

Haha they're probably rented us off right in front of us this is terrible

Preston

Olympus permission to print granted we have a lot to say but okay

#Youtube

[stonewallsposts]

16 personalities questions: 34-36

I forgot to post the second set yesterday, so here's a makeup post to catch up.

34. You usually postpone finalizing decisions for as long as possible 

Not really, I like figuring some things out in advance. For example, I'll think about vacations probably a year in advance. I'll map out more or less where I'll go and even what days would probably work. Then around 4-6 months in advance, I'll buy the flight, hotels, car, etc. needed for the trip. Sometimes I've done it so far in advance that by the time the trip is actually here, I have to refresh my memory on what exactly I bought. My son spoke about going to Europe this year, probably around September. I've been bugging him ever since because I kind of want to know. I think we're going to Rome. Though to be fair, this year is a tough one for vacations. My wife just quit her 33 year career at a large company, where she had gobs of PTO built up, and is now at the small law firm where I work. So she doesn't have a ton of PTO saved like before. It would probably be best to skip a vacation this year, but I won't get a lot of opportunities to go with my oldest son, so we'll do our best to make it happen. But he makes more money than both of us combined, so it's not a problem for him to travel. 

But in general, I'll try to make decisions pretty quickly.  

35. You rarely second guess the choices that you have made 

This is true. I think I used to second guess my choices more often, but not so much anymore. I've just come to recognize that I can't go back and change anything, so make the best of where I am. A big part of making the best is not wasting my time wishing I could change what I can't. 

I mean there are a bunch of little things where sometimes I think; oh, poo. I should have ordered that instead, it looks better than mine, or maybe I shouldn't have bought the shirt.... but to be honest, there's not much second-guessing even in these things.  

As far as the big things, I do the best I can to make a good decision and then make the best of it when I'm there. To be honest, most of the big decisions I've made, I don’t regret. Even some things that I probably should regret, I just chalk them up to learning experiences, rather than spending time wishing I could undo them.  

Somewhere back around 2007-8, I decided that I should learn to dress myself better. So I underwent a period of trying to learn about style and dressing myself in clothes that would flatter me. I bought some books on men's style and learned about colors and fit and what shapes looked good and why. I found a tailor, Rose, a Vietnamese lady at Zip Tailoring, on La Palma across from the Buena Park Mall, that I started taking clothes to regularly. Even though I rarely go there anymore, she still remembers my name. But in my zest for buying clothes, I probably made some purchases that were.... unwise. In my defense, I'm an artist and I love color, and have no problem wearing bolder patterns... but I bought a white suit for summer one year and paired it with a bright pink shirt. Wore it while I was leading worship even. A little kid came up to me at church, and I swear this is true, told me I looked like Brad Pitt! I mean, that's for sure not the worst thing anyone's said to me... but would I wear that ever again? Probably not. Ok, for sure I wouldn't.  

36. After a long and exhausting week, a lively social event is just what you need 

No. My ideal weekend is having nothing planned. I love staying at home and doing some reading, and watching some shows. But I'll break it up with trips out too. However, I have to mindful of my wife, who does thrive on doing things. So if she wants to go places, I usually get ready to go even if I don't want to.  

Even though I do like social events and usually enjoy myself when I'm there, I often consider it ideal when I don't have anything to do. One of my lines these days is: I'm not looking for excitement anymore, I'm just hoping nothing goes wrong! Which, alright, sounds a little curmudgeonly, but it's closer to the truth than not. I do however reallllllllly look forward to vacations and little outings. So I'm not a total homebody.  

[notrobyn]

Huge fucking shoutout to the girl working in caffè nero who was dealing w a man shouting abt track and trace in the most matter-of-fact way possible

#he said I won't come here ever again! and I spend lots of money here you know! #and she went okay then #and he left and me and the girl and the other dude who was working there just looked at each other and burst out laughing lmao #they're always so lovely in there what is wrong with ppl #oh it was a middle aged man OBVS

[koushisatori]

if you can't believe in others, at least believe in us

kyoutani x gn!reader

genre: as ordered: a bit of angst w a touch of comfort

warnings: one (1) big jealous idiot, miscommunication

word count: 5.4k

note: this is smth an anon asked me to do (but like...nearly a year ago, I'm not sure if anon is still there or if they remember and my dumbass deleted the ask so I just beta-ed through whatever I had but I know they called me out on enjoying jealous characters so here we go) I'm sorry, mysterious anon, I'm stupid </3 Anyway, that's that. I don't remember if reader was supposed to be female or not so I made it gn!reader (but if I forgot to change something, pls tell me so I can fix any errors c: It's also my first attempt I apologize in advance)

In the beginning, you weren't sure why your boyfriend is ignoring you

You can't remember doing something that would annoy him, nor do you remember an instant of anger in his eyes that would give you a hint about his reasoning to stay away from you

He explained early on that sometimes he just needs a day of distance because Kentarou could feel the anger simmering right under the surface, enough that something small could tick him off already, and he would hate if you were on the receiving end of this unexplained fury

Both of you also made sure to promise each other to clearly communicate, the relationship between the two of you would not last long if you're not properly telling each other what might be bothering or hurting...just in general cross a boundary

Communication probably was one of the most important aspects of your relationship

cue to the actual situation: your boyfriend avoiding you

So, Monday evening you think maybe it's this overwhelming sensation of unexplained anger and that something at morning practice ticked him off completely

But then Tuesday comes and goes, and your boyfriend had avoided you all day long, did not even bother to read your messages,

on Wednesday, you try to talk to him, but all he does is glaring at you with a look that leaves you speechless and kind of heartbroken,

Thursday is the day you're replaying everything you did on Monday, trying to find something that he could have misunderstood, yet no matter how hard you think about it…your brain won't come up with a reason that explained why Kentarou was so upset with you!

So you decide to make him talk to you on Friday

Enough is enough, right? For gods' sake, he is your boyfriend! You miss him and his strong arms that give hugs so warm that you melt right into them

You don't get a second alone with him until school ends

you practically sprint out of the school building over to the gym, knowing that he had a free hour, which means that he is probably the first person there - your only chance

There he is, sitting with his back to you, aggressively chewing on a bun filled with chicken - his usual that reminded him of his favorite dish - glaring holes into the ground

After taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you carefully aks: ''Kentaro…Ken…?'', slowly stretching out your hand, wanting to rest it on his shoulder to maybe help to soothe him a bit

he flinches instead and his heated, agitated gaze meets your eyes, making you recoil in return

''…will you talk to me, I miss you…'' you say softly, realizing how it hurt being ignored by him

''Ah, suddenly you miss me…'' he spits, narrowing his eyes ''…didn't fucking seem like it the last time I saw you…''

''Kentaro, baby, I have no idea what you mean,'' you plead, keeping your voice low to hide the desperation lacing it, confusion written all over your features

all Kyoutani does is growl, hopping down from where he's sitting while shouldering his gym bag

''...shouldn't have been so flirty with Shittykawa like that then-'' he grumbles - ''Ken, I didn't-'' you insist, but he continues ''twirling your hair, batting your pretty eyelashes at him, fuck you Y/N, if you want him, then feel free to take a fucking leave" Kyoutani cusses, not even listening to you

You shake your head, ''Kentaro, no, you totally misunderstood the situation,'' you follow up, panic seeping into your voice now that you knew what he referred to, ''I love yo-''

''Tsk'', he moves to leave

you try to take his hand but, instead of turning around, Kyoutani just rips it away from you, tucking it into the pocket of his jacket

from behind you, you hear Yahaba and Oikawa approaching (talking about Volleyball and Captains duties)

once they guessed what must have happened, they offered you their help (they both swear that Kyoutani will never ever find a ''cute s/o as you are, y/n-chan, I'm worried for my little angry pomeranian kohai'' )

Usually, you would try to talk to him, but after enduring a week of radio silence and now this treatment, you were tired of upholding something that seemed like a lost cause

you just wave both setters off and leave the school grounds, a frown plastered onto your lips and tears swimming in your eyes

Kentarou had not listened to you, did not even really look at you, and the few seconds he did, his eyes were filled with rage instead of the warmth he had usually reserved for you (and only for you)

If your boyfriend thinks avoiding you for a week and blaming you for something ridiculous without hearing you out is how you handle a relationship…maybe you would have to consider not pursuing it any longer

Which is easier said than done

The whole night you wait for a message, anything, and then all Saturday morning

you still had hope left

You get one from Yahaba, who tells you that Oikawa tried to clear up the situation as well after the reason for your fight dawned on him (Kyoutanis piss poor mood and behavior towards him a strong indicator) but Kentaro, again, just ran off

The future team captain even called you after your lackluster answer, listening to you getting the frustration and sadness out of your system

It didn't matter, right? Your boyfriend decided to unofficially call it quits by implying that your feelings for him were not genuine instead of using his mouth to talk to you and disregarding everyone involved

as if he wanted to ignore the truth as a convenient excuse to get out of your relationship

that's the conclusion your brain came up with

You softly sniffle in the privacy of your room, clutching a pillow to your chest (which has seen more tears in the last two days than in the past three years), deciding that it would be a good idea to go into the city to treat yourself

knowing that your mother has a hair-dresser appointment somewhen today, you go and announce that you would join her to finally buy the latest season of your favorite series

once there, you additionally get microwave popcorn, chocolate, and ice cream, as well as a pretty shirt you saw on a mannequin while window shopping

you feel a lot better after spending some money and ignoring the lingering sadness of your presumable break up with Kyoutani (who you love ok, it is not that easy)

In between your stops, you meet Iwaizumi and Oikawa munching on fatty burgers (celebrating your cheat days like a holiday and indulging in whatever your heart desires, is what makes it easier to stick with healthier habits the rest of the time was the questionable explanation coming from the brown-haired setter, pointing at you with a soggy potato fry)

after a moment, the setters eyes turn sad, a frown replacing the smile on his lips

he wraps his fingers around your wrist to stop you from going just yet, apologizing for being the cause of your fight and for being unable to talk some sense into him

(you assure him that it is not his fault, knowing that your friend will probably brood over it otherwise, which wouldn't be fair)

Iwaizumi adds that Kyoutani will come around and that his cooldown time is just longer than those of other people (and if not, he will give him one of his famous volleyballs to the head and use his status as only truly respected senpai to talk some sense into him) but you again decline their suggestions

after saying goodbye (and seeing Iwaizumi give his best friend an assuring gentle pat on his shoulder, the secret softy in the usual harsh ace shining through)

If Kentaro was willing...able to throw away your relationship this easily, he can't possibly really love you, and you'd accept this even if it's hard and painful

Now remembered of what you had attempted to forget about, you feel your eyes sting with unshed tears (you thought there was no possibility of you having more tears to spill, yet the impossible seemed to be the case) you look down at your phone to text your mom and frown

Kentaro 🥰: we need to talk. Kentaro 🥰: meet me there [location]

For a second, you hesitate, biting your lower lip harshly…you really want to go and talk to him but…

The tears still sting in your eyes and blurring your view reminded you of what you had gone through the whole time, and that it was his turn to finally come to you

break up or makeup, the ball was in his court now

so while walking to where your mother would be waiting for you, you begin to type

You: No.

You: I waited for you all week, even though you ignored me, and now you expect me to run the moment you choose to stop being a childish idiot?

You: if you decide to speak to me then comqjdkn

Kentarou wouldn't say he feels particularly bad. Not at all! If someone was to ask him, he would probably answer fucking peachy, what the fuck are you asking for or growl angrily. No one would bat an eye and further question him, nor guess that maybe he wasn't as great as he pretended because he missed his gorgeous better half, but…it was his fault, wasn't it?

Of course, he originally thought he had a valid reason to be upset. And if he had just spoken to you about it, everything would be solved now. Instead of being a decent boyfriend, though, his pride overtook his thinking processes once he realized that his behavior wasn't even the slightest bit justified. Not that he knew this when he saw you speaking with Shittykawa right before school. All he could see was his gorgeous s/o shyly fiddling with her fingers, conversing with a leaned forward, very involved Oikawa Tooru. He would have fetched you away from the brown-haired setter. He had no qualms about showing his possessiveness. God, Kentarou wouldn't have hesitated to growl at the tall, brown-haired boy if not for the question he heard coming from the Captain.

''Y/N-chan, how is it that you, an adorable, charming individuum, is with a brute like Mad Dog-chan? I really-'' Well, that's where he decided to leave you with the setter. He didn't need to hear your answer. Didn't want to witness an excuse or maybe the truth. If both of you were so fucking smitten with each other to flirt this blatantly, why don't you just go and cheer for him, hold his hand, and kiss his cheek goodbye? It was his choice to distance himself.

Kyoutani couldn't help the feeling of betrayal and hurt washing over him. Maybe you just used him as a stepping stone to get closer with Oikawa, and Kyoutani has been too blind to see it. He never doubted you or your relationship before, but it's not a secret how eruptive Kyoutani could be. It has always been beyond his imagination how someone so cute and sweet like you could love a person like him. Your friends thought so. The teachers. The whole school! Everyone questioned your poor judgment. And when you came running up to him, you're cheery voice calling out for him, everyone present looked at you like you grew a second head. It's the reason why seeing you with Trashykawa ticked him off so bad. It catered to his biggest insecurities and fears. He knew that all those skeptics would be delighted to see you, everyone's darling, with the schools' star setter. They all would agree that the pretty, handsome young man is a better fit than the always hostile-looking troublemaker.

While Kyoutani didn't take Oikawa seriously in most cases, he undoubtedly was one of the most devoted people Kentarou had ever met. If Oikawa wanted to get a new serve right, he wouldn't stop trying and repeating it until his legs gave in, and Iwaizumi dragged him out of the gym. When he wanted to find more advanced players to practice with, so he could, in return, give this new knowledge to his team, there was no way he would not manage to make it happen. Even if his ideas, wishes, and plans cost him blood, sweat, and tears (like getting Kyoutani to actually train), Oikawa never backed down. Kentarou had heard that Oikawa's last girlfriend dumped him because of his passion for Volleyball. Yet Kyoutani couldn't help but think that, in you, the ambitious setter would have found someone that would be able to handle it. You usually came over to watch the team when you knew that Kyoutani was there to play. You sat on the stands with your homework in your lap and a Seijoh-coloured pencil wiggling between your fingers, not bothered by the noises coming from the court. You play with your earlobe while you frown at whatever problem you came across. You patiently wait for practice to finish. Kentarou was sure that you'd be someone Oikawa would actually try for. You weren't one of his squealing fangirls, hanging from his arm on every opportunity, but his friend. You didn't pester him to take selfies with you while pushing cute bentos into his hands. When you bring food to practice, then it's for the whole team to share. If he wanted you, Oikawa would probably have to win you over and make sure that you'd stay. Courting and all that jazz. In all seriousness, Shittykawa would be a fucking idiot if not.

The dyed-blond wing spiker had been so sure that he was rightfully mad that he didn't stop to think twice before he reacted this coldly towards you. But, and this made it even worse, Kentarou knew that he was wrong the moment you asked what happened after an entire week of enduring his silent treatment. The second he heard your shaky voice and saw the tears welling up in your eyes, his brain rebooted, and suddenly he wasn't so sure of his own reasoning. You two were together for about half a year. Kyoutani - by now - was confident in his ability to identify most of your expressions. All he could decipher in your eyes was pain, paired with a need to understand, but…if he was in the wrong…it would mean that he had hurt you the whole week, which in conclusion implied that Kentarou had been the world's shittiest boyfriend. Fuck, he thought, I don't deserve y/n.

His situation didn't get any better the moment Oikawa entered the gym. The person Kyoutani thought he had a real reason to despise now tried to mend the rift between the two of you.

''Mad Dog-chan, I think you misunderstood something there. Well, no, you decided to not listen-'' The taller male says, hands gesturing wildly. While his voice still had that annoyingly cheery tone, it had something commanding hidden underneath. And oh, how Kentarou hated when someone demanded something of him, even if it was for his own good. ''Don't want to hear it.'' the blond mutters, already aggravated. The brown-haired setter resolutely puts himself in the way again. ''Oh, but you have to! That morning, Y/N-chan literally declared her love for yo-'' - ''I don't fucking care.'' Kentarou barks, not looking Oikawa in the eyes.

After another fruitless attempt to get properly into the gym, he growls and turns to leave. Already on his way to grab his stuff and take a leave, he hears Oikawa yelling. ''You answered and justified why I asked Y/N-chan to begin with!" And then louder, even though he could make out Iwaizumi trying to wrestle his childhood friend back into the gym, "APOLOGIZE, YOU IDIOT! YOU BETTER GROVEL FOR Y/N'S FORGIVENESS! THEY DESERVE BETTER THAN THIS SHOW YOU'RE PUTTING ON, AND YOU KNOW IT!"

This happened on Friday evening, and the guilt was gnawing away on him ever since. On his way home, Kyoutani had automatically taken the detour to your house. Kentarou enjoyed bringing you home (and more often than not, you pulled him inside with you, making him cuddle you!). It makes him feel like a good boyfriend, and he knew that you arrived there safely. He would never tell anybody and deny it if you ever decided to share this, but Kentarou relished in the feeling of your hand holding his all the way while going on about your day. He admired that you'd pet every cat and every dog you meet on the trip home together with him. You were perfect for him…why again did he act like this?

What caused Kyoutani's attempt to apologize - in his usual overly blunt and partly aggressive kind of way - was Yahaba, though. Both boys denied being remotely something beyond 'not really enemies'. But his future team captain was definitely one of the very few people that could and would tell him to his face that he fucked up without real repercussions. He would presumably even help Kyoutani to get it together.

After Yahaba had called you and listened to your heartbreaking rant, the setter realized that you, his friend, and his 'not really enemy' needed to talk ut out. Totally immersed in your tirade, you accidentally let slip that you couldn't endure Kyoutani's treatment any longer. That being pushed over by your boyfriend with brash and hurtful words after handling the cold shoulder was too much. That you expected Kyoutani to break up with you on Monday either way. In-person, if he had mercy on you or continue his treatment as a silent method of doing so. While you told Yahaba about your planned ''get over it-self-care'' weekend (involving tons of ice cream, movies with crying guarantee, lots of blankets, and no smartphone), the setter had already put on his jacket, shooting a message to Kyoutani.

From Yahaba: get your stupid fucking ass outside to meet me, or I'll bench you the complete season next year

Even though the wing spiker was sure that Yahaba's words were nothing but empty words, Kentarou allowed himself to accept this threat as an excuse to put his pride aside. Because, even though Yahaba annoyed him to no end - not as bad as Oikawa but still - Kentarou was also aware that you and he were friends. If someone could help him gaining your forgiveness, Kyoutani had to accept and admit that it was Yahaba. Meeting his light brown-haired teammate was kind of awkward. Kyoutani was unsure what he had to expect, though he should have seen the rough treatment coming. Yet, getting told that you, the person Kentarou was undeniably in love with, felt so neglected and hurt that you deemed this relationship to be as good as over allowed the guilt monster in his chest to grow. Shitty Oikawa was probably right ordering him to grovel and beg on his knees for you to even hear him out.

Your answer to his message was partly unlike you. Well, the last sentence. You usually were pretty forward with him to avoid miscommunication and uncalled-for moping around. And while you sometimes send keyboard smashes to express the chaos you felt, they were always in a separate message and not so…random. The text definitely meant something like ''then come to me'' but somehow, Kyoutani had an uneasy feeling about the whole thing.

Besides, he couldn't just wait till Monday and hope that you'd accept his apology! You may send him away today already, but he still had a teeny-tiny bit of hope. If he let the thoughts of him leaving you or the other way around fester in your mind for two whole days, though,…you'd probably realize that leaving him wasn't that bad of a decision. You'd come to the conclusion that all your admirers could treat you better than Kyoutani did. And he was too selfish to let you leave. Even though all he did the whole week was being self-centered and stuck up, he would be damned to begin being a saint now and let you go. That you at least were willing to talk to him was…a relief, to say the least. Kentarou hoped that this translated to you being willing to put up with him a little longer if he apologized correctly. That you're not opposed to giving him another chance to make things right.

At your house, he was greeted with darkness. Not even a single light illuminating any of the rooms he could see from his spot on your front lawn. And the ones he saw were your and your mom's most-used rooms. Your room window, your mothers' workroom, and the living room area with an adjacent kitchen. All of those rather significant rooms and the lack of light in them seemed to be a dead giveaway for Kyoutani that no one was home. Kyoutani guessed that you were probably out with your mom, glancing over to the empty spot in front of the garage.

Oh god, your mother had been the only supportive person of your relationship. Maybe it's in your family to see the best in everyone, even in shitty people like him. But if you told her about his behavior, she'd most likely not welcome him with a smile ever again, no matter if you forgave him.

There weren't many things Kyoutani could do in this situation, but it wasn't as late as nature let it on, and after a few seconds, he had decided to sit down at the front door and wait for you, hoping that it wouldn't take too long for you to come home. As if fate wanted to tell him something, the wing spiker had put on the jacket with the half-full power bank. He had worn it to the shelter when he visited it this week while distracting himself from your absence in his daily life. You had gifted him the piece of clothing, which is probably why he unconsciously had decided to wear it to everything he did after school in the first place.

Kentarou passed the time by snarling at people eyeing him for a moment too long to not be judgmental, petting the neighbors' cat wandering over to him, and watching videos. Every time he thought ''Y/N would like this'', his heart stuttered guilty.

To Kentarou, it felt like an eternity until your mother's car finally drove up the entry. To avoid your mother's potentially deadly stare, he nervously checked his mobile, realizing that he had waited for a little more than 3 hours. Yet, the wait had done nothing to soothe his nerves. They instantly spiked up again while his heart threatened to jump out of his throat.

She will hate me. Your mother would hate me, she'll hate me, she'll ha-

''Ah, Ken-chan! Good evening.'' Your mother greets him with a tired, yet still gentle smile. Oh. The blond blanches. He'd never admit it, but he enjoyed the treatment he received from your mother more than he should. Being spoken to without suspicion and receiving a warm smile every time without fail was a welcome change to his daily life. Your mother didn't listen to people trying to bad-mouth him. To her, he simply was the boy that - normally - treats her child the way a mother wished for. Even if he pulled a face as long as a fiddle.

''I didn't know you were coming, Ken-chan, or I would have messaged you…but now that you're here, maybe you can assist us out and help Y/N inside? It would help a lot.'' His gaze immediately flitted over to you on the passenger seat. With your arms crossed in front of your chest and that stubborn but endearingly cute pout on your lips, he nearly missed the tiredness your body emitted. Kentarou wanted to rush over to your side immediately but was stopped by your mother again. ''I don't know what you two are fighting about…but please talk to each other. I don't want my baby to be this sad. Especially now, and…'' she rests a hand on his shoulder, her eyes kind and comforting ''…I also don't want to miss you here, alright?'' He stiffly nodded and watched your mother carrying in plastic bags filled with various medicine packages and food.

After coming back to his senses, Kyoutani finally stumbled over to your side, practically ripping open the car door. This new perspective revealed a plaster cast wrapping your whole left leg and a removable wrist brace on your right hand. ''Bab- Y/N…what the fuck…happened?'' His honey-brown eyes continued to wander over your injuries, and with every second, he found more. Scratches and scrapes, bandaids and bandages peeking out from underneath your clothes. ''I'm so sorry,'' he whispered, hanging his head low.

All your intentions to fight his helping hand and limp over to the door by yourself disintegrated into nothing. You never witnessed such a devastated, beaten expression on his face before. Instead, you settle for ''Will you help me?''. A question asked quietly to your fingers picking at a loose band-aid edge on your arm and pressing it back onto the irritated skin.

After you loosened your seatbelt, he waits for you to carefully place your arms around his neck. It is followed by Kyoutani lifting you out of the car so gently as if he was afraid you might break. This whole situation in itself already contradicting his brash appearance and usual behavior. It would give whiplash to all the people pretending to know him. But he was always caring in his own way when it came to you. It's why you loved him after all. Because you usually knew that he loved you, too.

For a few moments, the atmosphere between the two of you felt awkwardly tense, both of you unsure how to interact with each other. The mostly blonde wing spiker breathed out a sigh of relief when you fully leaned into his chest once he stood upright, resting your head against his shoulder. A bit of maneuvering through the front door eventually lead to Kyoutani passing through the hallway and taking you to your room, where he was gently lowering you down on the bed.

It was a now or never kind of situation. For the both of you. While Kentarou was trying to find out where to begin his apology, he took a few steps back in case you wanted space until everything was cleared up.

You unconsciously helped him making a decision by impulsively grasping onto his shirt the moment he started to withdraw, stopping him in his retreating movement. Kentarou saw your lower lips wobbling, teary eyes looking up at him pleadingly.

''Please stay,'' you say weakly, which is enough for him to throw the whole thinking process away and simply sit down next to you, intertwining both your hands. ''I'm staying. I'm not leaving. Not now nor this relationship if you still want...an ''us''. The wing spiker took a deep, shuttering breath. '' I'm sorry, Y/N…'' he finally manages to say, honey eyes locked onto your linked your hands. ''I have been fucking stupid all week. 've been a fucking terrible boyfriend, the worst to ever exist.''

As if to encourage him...to show your boyfriend that his apology was not for nothing, you shuffled around until the last bit of distance between the two of you was closed. You hum, acknowledging his words while leaning your head on his shoulder.

''I didn't think you're cheating or something, …'' Kyoutani immediately assures you. There was no way he would allow you to think that he would accuse you of something like this. ''I had no reason to be jealous, but I was insecure. Let it get the best of me. Despite our promise to communicate, I was sulking. 't was easier. I'll do whatever the fuck you want for you to not give up yet…'' he says, taking his time with every sentence.

With a sigh, you squeeze his hand. ''It will probably take a lot of cuddling and attention from you...'' you say thoughtfully ''...but I forgive you…if you promise to not do this again…'' you murmur, tilting your head upward to press a chaste kiss to his jaw. ''Otherwise, I'll accept Iwaizumi-san's offer to get your thinking process restarted.'' For a moment, your voice had its usual joking edge. But you knew talking out everything was necessary. ''But, in all honesty, 'Tarou....please, never do this again. I am honest. I will not endure this a second time. When you tell me that you need a day or two for yourself then that is totally fine. If you feel yourself giving into whatever insecurity, talk to me about it. I am sure there will be an explanation or a solution but don't leave me in the dark. Don't treat me like that. I love you. Only you and no one else. But the time love can withstand straight-up ignorance by your partner is limited.''

Slowly, your boyfriend nodded, squeezing your hand to tell you that he understood. You would probably cling to him for a while but were sure that he would survive the extra closeness. Not even half a second later, his head leans onto yours cautiously.

''…and try being nicer to Oikawa-san, Tarou, he hasn't done anything to you.'' You add humorously before small giggles started to erupt from your lips. ''Also...Baby…'' you start, being interrupted by choked-up hiccups and giggles. By using your nickname for him, you take away another persistent fear of his. What he does not miss, however, is how you wince in pain before you continue, ''…who helped you put this into words? I mean…I loved it, but…,'' You leave unsaid that words usually are not his strong fort.

Biting back a smile, he frowns, huffs, and puffs…, but the way you are looking up at him, eyes shining with relief and adoration, allows him to admit defeat. He sighs ''…it's how Yahaba said I should say it…'' It usually would be an odd enough statement to make you throw yourself all over him with laugher. As a slight replacement, you squeeze his hand a bit, still shaking with suppressed laughter. ''I promise…that I will talk to you. Can't promise the Shittykawa part.'' Another soft chuckle leaves your lips before you look up at him again. ''I hope you try nonetheless. You should not let Iwaizumi-san hear you calling Oikawa-san that, though, I don't think this would turn out well for you…so...maybe stop this at least.'' Kentarou rolls his eyes at you, but in the end, he nods.

You wait for another second to clearly distinguish the two topics before you continue. ''…Thank you…for coming and finally speaking with me instead of break-'' A hand on your lips muffles your words.

''Don't say these words. I'd never break up with you,'' Kentarou grumbles, a light, uncharacteristic light pink settling on his cheeks. You stick your tongue out, which leads to him taking his hand off of your face with a surprised noise, rather dumbfounded that you had licked his hand. It gives you the chance to lean up and finally press your lips against his. ''I'm not leaving you either,'' you murmur, feeling his lips twitch upwards slightly. You decide to leave the teasing for another day.

Moving back into your previous position was enough of a hassle to hiss in pain. It brought back Kyoutani's awareness of the second problem at hand. ''What did happen to you?'' Kyoutani asks in an attempt to tamper down the excited, happy beating of his heart.

''Oh, this...uh, when I answered your text, I got driven over by a dude on a bicycle,'' you casually drop. It was kind of entertaining to watch his expressions change at an unequaled pace while processing your words. In the end, it settled into something akin to passive-aggressive worry. The way he was immediately fretting over you while cursing and cussing out the bicycle dude was his own way of caring. As you watch him retrieving the food your mother bought, while mumbling about how you're a dumbass for not paying attention to your surroundings, how he'd come over every day until you could go to school again to bring and teach you the stuff you would miss and how he would fucking murder the bicycle idiot if he ever finds out who dared to drive you over, you can't help the smile forming on your lips.

Once again, you are proven that loving him - while occasionally troublesome and demanding - was everything but wrong.

#haikyuu imagine #haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #kyoutani x reader #kyoutani x y/n #kyoutani x you #seijoh x reader #aoba josai x reader #mad dog x reader #eeeeh i hope I didn't forget anything #tw jealousy #cw jealousy #???? #y/n lowly humming the you kinda smell like a baka sound and he just </3 #deserved though

[diedbutterflies69]

Drunk in love- Bang Chan imagine.

This is pure imagination. Minors don't interct.

Contains: explicit stuff fingering, blowjob, sex etc.

Red lights mv is the reason for this imagine.

Being alone never bothered you until now. Being alone at a place you don't belong. Sitting in An expensive night club, after quitting your job you decided to have time for yourself and do all the things you missed out so and the sixteenthth goal of your list was drinking in the city's most stunning and expensive club, you decided to get Fully wasted while slurping various wines, champagne, sweet Mimosa etc. but after seeing the price you realised that the one shot of vodka's price was equivalent to your whole month's grocery budget.

So yeah this is how you were struck, with a beautiful woman who gave you rich CEO vibes slightly drunk and was ranting about some buisness stuff you barely knew.

And she was really something else so damn pretty, elegant even her voice was sexy even though you were quite straight you wouldn't hesitate to be her sugar baby cause Money .

You don't understand how a powerful women like her was being so vulnerable infront of you, maybe because you helped her fixing her expensive backless dress, which was on edge of tearing, who didn't expect her to give you such a great treatment and open up to you. It has been 2 hours since you have been with that stunning women, but now you were really tired and was just wished to go to your nest. While being deep in your thoughts that women whose name was Sana (pretty people have pretty name too) her phone ranged .

" hey, your phone is ringing", you said her softly resulting her in giving a whiny look.

" whoever that is calling can suck fuck itself, you hear me , ignore it", Sana said after silencing her phone and again giving you some great intellectual knowledge.

The phone may have vibrated more than 6 times before Sana decided to to pick it and you again knew however was on the other line will be hearing tons of unique insults now ..

"hello, Bang I am absolutely fine and just having drinks with my new found friend, you relax and go, bye" Sana said screaming her lungs out as the music was hella loud. You were quite surprise by how kind she sounded, She called someone Bang as far you remembered , Must be someone special to her you thought.

"who was it? ", You asked her cautiously trying to not appear too nosy. In answer to your question she gave you a big smile and continuing " My little brother, you already know what kind of shit I am going through so he just worried for me, I am lucky right?", While describing her little bro there was a big smile on her beautiful face and yeah she surly was lucky cause the brother you had was a druggist because of whom you used to get really low on money back in days. And now the phone again rung and she picked up guess she really hated how the person on other side of line was feeling.

"Hello again", Sana said her voice really tired and vulnerable. You guessed that person on the other side asked her where she was as she said the club's name next. You really hate this club from the depth of your heart, cause you didn't got any alcohol to taste nor good food. You were bought back to reality As Sana yelled at the person who was on phone.

"I will kill you if you come here", Damn Sana sounded 1999 times more dangerous now and you were scared to death. But a little glad as someone was coming to pick her up and that meant you can go back to your dead apartment too.

"Guess he will eventually come here, I should just get fully wasted than hearing his boring lecture" Sana said after cutting the call , she signalled a waiter to your table and ordering some great quality of alcohol. Yess finally you could too get a little raste too of that sweet paradise drink, you were internally screaming as the waiter bought some nice too good to be true shots. Sana immediately gulping down three shot one after another means she just swallowed your three months grocery.

Now pushing your urge to atleast try one shot, you stopped Sana from getting wasted and distracting . Once again you killing your desires, after about 20 minutes you saw a drop dead gorgeous Man approaching your and Sana's table . That man was wearing an expensive black suit you could feel his intimidating aura even from a distance, his eyes darker than your future, even in those blurry red lights you can easily notice every feature of that hot stranger. You were bought back to reality when that stranger straight up goes to Sana who was little wasted but still sane. You salute her alcohol tolerance level.

" you fine?" The man asked Sana, now you were sure that he was Sana's little bro but you didn't thought by little she meant such a great human with outstanding body proportions. He was so sexy you were internally drowling over that sexy human's visuals.

" You seriously came here? Damn I love my brother so much", Sana said in her voice clearly indicating how drunk she was. She was smiling adorably at her bro but he looked at her with a annoyed gaze.

"get up, let me take you to your house, come", the stranger said and helped Sana to get up from her seat, which made her stumbled and now you clearly knew her alcohol tolerance level was trash, she wasn't able to even stand without any support . Your hands reached her waist in attempt to save her from falling. And that action finally made the man to look at you . your heartbeat increased so much just by his mere gaze at you . And for the first time in night he talked to you.

"who are you", he asked you . Ouch, that was an obvious question to ask but you were disappointed because how boring and uninterested his tone was with you while with Sana he sounded so fuckin caring. But regardless gulping down your nervousness, you replied to him politely.

"umm, I helped Sana slightly and from then we are talking", you knew your explanation was just trash but it atleast made that man realise that you were the 'new found friend' who Sana described on call.

"Okay, can you help me carry her back till parking lot?", The Stanger asked you, his voice now laced up with little gratitude and expectation. You simply nodded your head and wrapped Sana's one arm to your shoulder and helped her walking while that man went to pay the bill.

At parking lot you were standing with a little dead women, while waiting for him , all you saw at parking lot was beautiful and costly cars, something which you won't be able to afford it this lifetime. You never felt this much out of place before. That man's presence bought you back to reality, again feeling insecure as you standed next to Sana. She was a goddess and her brother an alluring devil.

He didn't spoke much to you and simply helped you carry Sana to the Car.

Now, an overdramatic old aged man coming out of car, which you think you knew, her deceased husband's dad, Sana had gave you her whole family history , future and economic information, apparently that old man treated Sana as his own daughter and today Sana lost the lawsuit related to her late husband's death and that was the reason for Sana's mad women behaviour today. That old man looked as Sana and it seemed like he was controlling his urge to cry, but nevertheless got inside the car with her to tired to even thank you.

Now here's when the fun begins. You were left alone alone with that alluring devil. But you sadly knew he wasn't even interested in you even 1 % so you got ready to go back to your nest and started walking until..

"wait!, Let me drop you to your home please", he said and wooow how could you say no to that glamorous offer as it was too late at night to get a bus and too hard to get a cab. You acted like a little hesitant but eventually said yes, as you didn't knew how less time it will take him to take back his offer. Following him to his car And again your jaw almost dropped it was the hottest car you ever seen in your life. And it was honour for you to get a chance to be inside it. The man opened the door for you, you not being sure if he was being a gentleman or to was preventing you to touch his car, but nevertheless you got inside it the temperature was warmer inside the car and the air freshener was doing a great job. He got on driving seat next to you and started driving.

After exiting the parking lot he asked for your address, and you just told him to drop next to bus stop cause the building you lived was apparently more like a abandoned haunted place.

he didn't forced you for further answers and started driving to your direction.

You were lost in admiring the Stranger's car from inside and literally got startled by his deep voice.

"listen, can I please drop you somewhere , your place is too far from here, I need the go somewhere today", he said you and your mood literally dropped, yeah it was true that you lived far away from club it took you 3 hours to reach there in traffic, so swallowing your disappoint you replied.

"it's okay, drop me here only", you didn't knew why your voice was so weak at the moment maybe because you wanted a little bit kindness from that man but he just ruined your every expectation.

"I am sorry, but there is another option too" that man said to when you were getting ready to yeet yourself out of his useless expensive car.

"you gonna call cab for me, no thanks I will look for it " you Said and you didn't expect to sound rude. You thought now that man will now won't hesitate to throw you out of window.

But in response he smiled, for first time in night but his smile a little evil.

"no, I meant you can spend the night at my house", he said voice laced up with nothing but purness.

And your heart stopped. Spending a night at someone else house and that someone was a dangerous devil. You immediately said no to his tempting offer but

"Please,it doesn't make me feel good to drop off a such a fantastic women of my car and you even helped my sister, I should repay your kindness, please.."

You were more than just shocked, whatever he just said was something you least expected, he fucking called me gorgeous you thought and your heart literally flied in the sky.

"no, it's okay please drop me here", you said impatiently, the nervousness kicking you on head.

"Relax, I am not gonna do anything to you, don't be afraid" he said you in such a calm tone fully opposite of his devil like demonor, you immediately melted and tried to consider his offer, his house won't be less than any luxury hotel and you being you..

"are you comfortable, letting a stranger in your house?" You asked him honestly you didn't wanted to make yourself a burden to that man. In response to your question the stranger let out a soft chuckle.

"forget me,are you comfortable being in some Stranger's house?", He asked you with strange curious tone. You honestly didn't knew the answer.

"Yes, I am comfortable, you only told you won't do anything so", your voice coming out softer a little innocent. He smiled at your answer, somehow satisfied.

"So should I take car to my house?", He asked you again, damn you wanted to shout a big ass yes, but suppressed the desire by simply nodding. And so the stranger reversed the car back to his house direction.

"what's your name ?", He asked you, looking at you finally he initiated a conversation.

"Y/N, what's your name?", You asked him.

"Chan", he simply replied.

"nice", you said and again silence. You were a super awkward person and that fact wasn't hided from Chan.

"What do you do for living?", Chan asked after some second and you frowned upon hearing that question.

"I am sorry, if it was too personal", he quickly noticed your behaviour you tried to say something "No, I am just unemployed at the moment and I am writer, yes writer", you replied what you said wasn't completely a lie you used to write some articles back in past but your recent job from which you quitted was at a restaurant.

"Wow, writers are amazing, it's great make people connect to your work", Chan complimented you for something you really didn't did. Still you took it and smiled back.

" your work must be tough sir, balancing off an company ain't easy", you complimented Chan back.

" Sana must have told you about what I do, right?", Chan asked you to which you nodded.

Again silence and in 5 minutes the car stopped infront of a skyscraper.

Rich people really live in sky. You thought.

"here we are", Chan said after opening the door for you and handing off the keys to guard.your neck almost got twisted to see end of the building.

"Done looking?", Chan asked you slightly waving his hand infront your face and damn he was veiny. Having a thing for hands was definitely your thing and Chan must have noticed your hungry gaze on his hands but didn't said anything .

"yeah let's go", you replied and started walking with him.

You both entered in heavantor. And again the same awkward air surrounding you both. Maybe it was sexual tension in Chan's mind which you scrapped off as awkward.

"Do you perhaps... Have a boyfriend?", Chan asked with a little hesitation in his, and for the first time in your whole life you got this nervous, he didn't proposed you but his question was very suggestive.

"no I don't, do you have girlfriend?", You answered and asked back.

"No", Chan answered and again silence.

"why you asked?", You again questioned him

"To know if I can make you interested in me or not", Chan said back a proud smirk dancing on his face and you were dead. He said something bold so confidently your mind pure hazey now.before you could say something the doors of hellevator opened.

"let's go", Chan said immediately getting out like he just didn't almost gave you heartattack. Nevertheless you followed him.

He put on the passcode and you both entered in his luxurious house. The house something you didn't expect. Dark, just as much dark as your future, but it looked freaking classy.

Chan showed you a room, to spend a night, but you noticed how he was holding back from something and as well as you. And you knew it was now or never.

"I am already interested in you, why would you want to make me though?", You asked if you thought it was bold but you stuttered as much as students who gave presentations.

But Chan find it alluring about you. Cliché but, he was too in daze after meeting you. And now finally his wish coming true. He smiled and come a little too close to you.

"Because, I am really interested in kissing your beautiful lips", Chan said , if this line would be came out of any normal guy then it would be to cringy, But Chan was your alluring hot devil and fantasy, someone so beautiful interested in me you thought. you tried to say the first thing that came to your mind.

"Then kiss.. me", You said the last word almost like a whisper , Chan smirked at you, you were literally his ideal type he knew you weren't innocent but ironically you were.

Chan's hand reached your cheek and made you look at him, being too embarrassed you avoided his eyes.

"Look at me, Y/N", Chan almost said as a whisper. Gathering your scattered courage you finally managed to look in to Chan's eyes and his eyes were .. scary.

"I can kiss you, right?", Chan again asked you and you sweared nothing is as hot as consent. You nodded a yes to him.

"Baby, use your words", Chan said the word baby rolled of his tongue so erotically.

"Yes", you said not breaking the eye contract.

"is it okay to Call me sir?", He asked you, now you were dead sure that this man was Kinky af. And you won't be surprised if he had a tons of chain in his bedroom.

"Kiss me, Sir", you said literally feeling so submissive to him. A last smile Chan gave you before his lips touched yours and the butterflies in your stomach exploded. His lips were soft, but the kiss wasn't he sucked at your bottom lip almost painfully and when his tongue entered your mouth, butterflies again exploded, his tongue doing wonders in your mouth , you didn't even knew a kiss so deep, so sensual can happen. With Chan's right hand at back of your neck ,the other one reached down to squeeze your hand in a tight yet sensual grip you finally feeling those veins and the kiss getting more heated.

"let's continue this in bedroom, Chan said after finally breaking the kiss to catch breath, he lifted you up in his arms and it felt so fuckin great, he was so strong even though you were little heavy Chan showed no sign of uneasiness. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and while he carried you to his bedroom, you never felt this much safe in anyone's arms as much as this hot Stranger's.

He put you down while unlocking his door, after unlocking he again carried you and softly laid you down on his grey bedsheets. His room was a mix of grey and blue a little weird but you didn't got much time to explore as Chan immediately started his ministrations on your body. He was a great man who believed in foreplay supremacy.

"Aah", you moaned a little as he sucked at your neck the little sound of yours making his dick painfully hard. He got on his knees towering your frame.

"Can your mouth handle this?", Chan asked you pointing at his memeber and were glad to give him a positive answer. Getting up, you undid his belt and removed both his pants and briefs simultaneously, Chan looking at you like a animal the whole time. The moment his erection was visible to you , you were beyond shock, he was so fucking big he won't obviously fit in your mouth, but you didn't wanted to disappoint Chan so you slowly entered the tip of cock in your mouth going little by little back and forth slowly till it was deep enough to hit the back of your throat. You slightly gagged and that sended shivers to Chan's spin ,to get that feeling again his hand wrapped around hair and detaching you from his cock.

"will you be comfortable, if I go rough?", Chan again asked you , and without any second thought you said yes to him. After being satisfied with your answer, he immediately tightened his grip on your hair and shoved you back on his cock, his tip directly coming in contract with back of your throat and a gagged being heard, you didn't expect him to be this rouf but it was such a turn on for you. You stumbled a little as he was ramming himself inside you hands gripping on to his thighs for support. He wasn't moaning too much but grunting and occasional deep breaths.

"Fuck, you have wonderful mouth babe, so fucking perfect", Chan praised you that resulted in your pussy skipping a heartbeat and encouraging you to go Even deeper.

Your one hand coming in contact with his balls which maybe was his string before cumming. He was grunting too much which meant he was close .

"keep going babe, I am gonna cum inside your mouth, will it be okay?", Chan asked and to affirm him you just increased the speed.

"don't let it fall" , Chan said and after a few seconds he bursted in your mouth, a warm feeling welcoming inside your throat and just as Chan commanded you swallowed it all without letting his seeds fall. After fully empting himself inside your mouth Chan removed his cock from your mouth.

"let out your tongue", Chan commanded you in his breathless voice you immediately following his words. Slowly removing your tongue.

You looked so submissive to Chan, the perfect person to fuck he wished to fuck. Chan spitted inside your mouth, your eyes widen on his sudden such a filthy yet hot action.

"Swallow it, babe", Chan said voice fully filled with lust. You obeyed him without any hesitation, whatever Chan was doing to you made you feel like being on cloud nine.

Chan again made you lie on the matteress , him staring at you from top, ever so submissive. Chan's hand directly reached your Fully clothed breasts his mere action made you whimper, your small little sounds were giving him so much satisfaction.

"so fucking sensitive", Chan said to himself as he his fingers were dancing on top of your breast. To eager to see your naked body, he slightly tilted your body to undo the dress zipper after successfully removing it he undid your bra next. Your breasts immediately being exposed to his eyes and Chan just lost his sanity, immediately slapping your right breast as an instict,. You moaned loudly at the sudden pain but it was pleasurable enough to make your panties wet.

"Do you like it, you like being gropped and slapped ,huh?", Chan asked you and your head in pure haze .

"yes sir I like it", you breathlessly said causing Chan to smirk , he loved to know what kind of effect he had on your body and mind. After twisting and slapping your nipples Chan finally decided to take them inside his mouth and paint them with beautiful marks. You were questioning his real identity at this moment his teeth felt like Some wolf was devouring you but it was damn pleasurable.

You were a moaner even a screamer during sex , which fueled Chan's lust to give you even more pleasure.

Being done with your boobs now Chan's hands reached your most sensitive part. He wasn't really surprised to know how much wet you were down there when his hands cupped your pussy through the panties.

"my baby is dripping, who caused her wetness?", Chans asked you in dangerous tone you just moaned at his words but he harshly slapped your cunt.

"I asked a question, answer it", Chan warned you his sudden rude tone again surprising you you stuttered as you answered him .

"you sir, I am dripping because of you", you answered Chan and he was satisfied. He entered his middle finger inside your pussy with through the cloth, the harsh texture of cloth making you moaned out. He removed your panties and without a warning entered his 2 fingers inside you and twisting them ever so harshly , Chan was a sex God.

And it was just the beginning of night.

Thanks for reading ❤️.

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[little-smartass]

THE VAMPIRE LESTAT COVER ALBUM - the legendary Vampire Lestat is back and bigger and badder than ever, this time bringing a whole album of song covers ranging from classic bangers to newer fresh takes on chart hits! get your copy now, complete with a transcript of the artist's commentary on each song!

(songs I think Lestat would cover and release as an album in an attempt to re-kickstart his career and/or make some sort of dramatic statement to Louis. tracklist and "artist commentary" under the cut)

Survival - Muse

“And I’ll reveal my strength, to the whole human race, yes I am prepared, to stay alive, and I won’t forgive, and vengeance is mine, and I won’t give in, because I choose to thrive! Yeah I’m gonna win!”

Oh, I wish this song had been around back on that opening night at the Cow Palace - how apt that would have been! What a fucking anthem! They would have been rioting all night. I mean, they already were, but, like, because of the music. Not because vampires were being immolated in the middle of the crowd. Different kind of riot.

The Bitch Is Back - Elton John

“I’m a bitch, I’m a bitch, oh the bitch is back, stone cold sober as a matter of fact, I can bitch, I can bitch, ‘cause I’m better than you, it’s the way that I move, the things that I do!”

One day I want to have this play as I walk into Night Island. I’ll time it perfectly so that I throw off my coat - my denim jacket, or- oh, no, a fur! Maximum drama! - just as the chorus starts. Armand will know that I’m coming of course, but I think that’ll just make it even better. And I have good memories to this song... [muffled question] Sorry, gentlemen don’t kiss and tell, bébé. [laughter]

Everybody Loves Me - OneRepublic

"Oh my, feels just like I don’t try, look so good I might die, all I know is everybody loves me, head down, swaying to my own sound, flashes in my face now, all I know is everybody loves me”

Look, do I even need to explain this one? Didn’t think so.

Bad Reputation - Joan Jett

"I don't give a damn ‘bout my reputation, I've never been afraid of any deviation, and I don't really care if you think I'm strange, I ain't gonna change - and I'm never gonna care bout my bad reputation"

This one's fairly self-explanatory again. It could have been my personal anthem when I was mortal quite honestly. And it's an awful lot of fun to jump about and headbang to, don't you think? That's a new thing I've found out about, headbanging. People have been hopping about to music looking like fools for centuries but now there's a name for it. Fantastic.

bad guy - Billie Eilish

"I’m that bad type, make your mama sad time, make your girlfriend mad type, might seduce your dad time… I’m the bad guy. Duh.”

Creepy? Check. Sexy? Check. Tongue-in-cheek? Check check. This song was great and a lot of fun to cover.

Lover to Lover - Florence + the Machine

“I believe there’s no salvation for me now, no space among the clouds, and I feel I’m heading down, but that’s alright, that’s alright, that’s alright”

I don’t know, this one just felt very relevant. Also the piano was great to do. You might have noticed that I’ve picked a lot of songs with piano, and that’s because I bullied the studio into getting me a goooooorgeous grand piano for the recording space and I wanted to use it as much as possible!

Feeling Good - Muse

“Stars when you shine, you know how I feel, scent of the pine, you know how I feel, oh freedom is mine, and I know how I feel”

I just really like this song - I’ve done a cover of an excellent cover! Can- can you put emojis in this? Do people still use emojis? Well imagine I’ve put the shrug one. Wait, isn’t there- Daniel, Daniel, come here, isn’t there a shrug emoji made up of keyboard- [muffled words] yes! The shrug one! Yes, put that in the transcription. [ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ] I just like this song.

The Man - The Killers

“I got gas in the tank, I got money in the bank, I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man, I got skin in the game, I got a household name, I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man”

I feel like this one speaks for itself too. Can you put that shrug emoji thing in here again? [ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ] Yes!

J'ai Pas Envie - MIKA

J'ai pas envie, de faire comme si, comme les maris, qui disent oui, j'ai pas envie, j'ai pas envie, j'ai pas envie d'te faire plaisir, j'ai pas envie, j'ai pas envie, si tu m'aimes viens me le dire"

Look, I'm not going to translate the whole song for you, because it has all this clever wordplay you just totally lose in english… but the gist of it is that these two lovers are… at odds a lot. It's… it's maybe a little spiteful [laughter] but in a fun way! It's a fun song! Louis won't even be mad about it, it's MIKA.

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen

"When I'm not with you, think of you always (I miss those long hot summer nights), when I'm not with you, think of me always, always"

[Long pause] God, I miss Freddie.

Let 'Em Talk - Kesha

Ah, full disclosure - I put this song in purely because of the expression Louis made when I played it in the car and it got to the line “can suck my dick” and she did that popping noise… it was incredible, and I just knew I had to cover it so I could see his expression when I said that. I can’t wait to play it to him. [laughter]

So What - P!nk

"So so what, I'm still a rockstar, I got my rock moves, and I don't need you, and guess what? I'm having more fun, and now that we're done, I'm gonna show you tonight, I'm alright, I'm just fine, (and you're a tool, so)"

I'm actually a big fan of nineties and noughties female stars - all that grrrrrrrl power, it's great fun, you know? I'd say this one is fairly self-explanatory, because I am still a rockstar! This is my new album! Fuck you EMP and your sniffy little article calling me "washed up"!

Little Lion Man - Mumford & Sons

"But it was not your fault but mine, and it was your heart on the line, I really fucked it up this time, didn't I my dear?"

This one could be self-deprecating, but it's also very vindictively angry at the same time, and that's a combination I definitely get. Like, oh, it's my fault, isn't it? It's my fucking fault again, what a surprise. Perhaps "learn from your mother or you'll spend your days biting your own neck" is a little on the nose… [muffled words] you've read my books, right? [muffled words] Good, good.

Missy - The Airbourne Toxic Event

"But I swear there's still some good in me, I think if you'd stuck around you'd see, all the botched attempts at integrity I once had"

Oh, I was feeling philosophical when I picked this one. No, philosophical isn't the right word… melancholy? Do people still use that word? "I swear I swear I swear I'll never get sad" is both furiously defiant and yet so self-defeatingly ironic. [Exasperated noise] Enough of that. Next!

Please Don't Leave Me - P!nk

"I don't know if I can yell any louder, how many times have I kicked you out of here, or said something insulting? I can be so mean when I wanna be, I am capable of nearly anything, when my heart is broken… (please, please don't leave me)"

Oh, we’re… we’re getting to this section now. [clearing throat] Well, I have to make up for that sucking dick line, don’t I? Get a bit vulnerable. Oh God, why did I decide to do this bit? [muffled words] [bad chicago accent] But why buy the cow? Because you love him, you really do. [sigh, laughter]

Next To Me - Imagine Dragons

"Oh, I always let you down, shattered on the ground, still I find you there, next to me, and oh, the stupid things I do, I'm far from good it's true, still I find you, next to me"

Why did I- I don’t remember putting so many of these ones in.

Run To You - Pentatonix

"I've been settling scores, I've been fighting so long, but I've lost your war, and our kingdom is gone... how shall I win back your heart which was mine? I have broken bones and tattered clothes, I've run out of time"

[Sigh] [clears throat] Yeah. I think we can move onto the next one.

Love of My Life - Queen

“Love of my life, don't leave me, you've stolen my love, you now desert me, love of my life, can't you see? Bring it back, bring it back, don't take it away from me, because you don't know, what it means to me”

I play this one sometimes on my baby grand when we've had a fight, and it's impossible for him to stay angry. He's a sucker for this sort of… formality in romance. God, I wish I'd realised that earlier. If I'd written him a letter in fancy copperplate script with scented paper and enclosed rose petals politely requesting him to bend me over his desk back in the day, it might not have taken two centuries of mutual blue balls for us to figure our shit out. Ah well, live and learn… as it were. [muffled words] Look, I did a whole bunch of vulnerable songs! Now I get to make sex jokes! [laughter] oh fuck off.

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