#i saw it and done i fckn had to

[icallhimjoey]

I LOVED IT SO DAMN MUCH! <3 thank you for feeding us! Now I’m hungry for more- honestly both of them are hopeless idiots

hungry for more, you say? well... (rewritten 19 nov 2023) Wordcount: 2.9K

Inevitable Sparks

part one - part two - part three - part four - part five

It was undeniable now and it felt a little unfair to him. Almost a little, dared he say it, abandoning.

Pushed to the side, no longer important enough.

It had been sort of gradual, but the realisation hit Wesley like a tonne of bricks when he found he hadn't seen Joe in a month and you had.

And several times, too!

He'd been so annoyed by the two of you being too scared to talk to each other like normal people, like adults, but this seemed infinitely more annoying. Wesley couldn't believe it, but he kind of wished you'd stayed in that stage of texting him rather than each other a little longer.

The second he'd left the group chat he'd made for you, both you and Joe filled his phone in individual text-threads with an assortment of accusations and swearwords.

"WTF WTF WESLEY WTF"

"🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻"

"the biggest wanker i know"

"IDIOT"

"are you fckn serious rn?????"

"and then you just LEAVE?"

"wtf do i say now wes"

"you're such a dickhead 😒 you know that right"

"WTF DO I SAY?!"

Wesley followed up with the unthinkable, and texted each of you screenshots of the other's messages to him. You weren't aware he'd sent yours to Joe, and Joe wasn't aware he'd sent his to you, but at least then you both understood that you had the exact same reaction, and it should've calmed your nerves.

It absolutely hadn't, though, because what were you going to say now?

You'd stared at the empty chat screen of the group chat that now was just you and Joe for entirely too long until you saw that Joe was typing.

But then he'd stopped.

And then he'd started again, and Joe typed for nearly a minute, but no message appeared.

Eventually, you decided you were going to send the first message after reading Wesley's message a million times in which he called you both idiots.

"wesley's the idiot"

You decided that you could bond over your awful friend placing you in this awful spot. And it was perfect, because now Joe could just reply and the seal would be broken.

"hard agree"

And then you'd both taken a screenshot of that, and both individually sent it to Wesley without the other knowing, and it had made Wesley laugh out loud.

Sure.

If the two of you wanted him to be the idiot, he'd gladly fill those shoes for you.

"at least the photo's nice"

You sent it and immediately regretted pointing it out, far too nervous that Joe would take the comment the way you meant it.

"its blurry" Joe replied. "he's an idiot AND a bad photographer"

"we'll make him take a new one, preferably one where we know its being taken so he can get my good side"

"which side is your better one?"Joe didn't immediately go into a shpiel of you both your sides being your good sides like you'd expected. Wasn't that the predictable thing for a guy to say after you made a comment like that? Joe hadn't gone that route, though. It was refreshing and you loved it.

"idk probably the back"

"you're right, you do have a nice backside" Joe flirted.

Made you grin.

"yea? hard agree? 🙃" you flirted back.

"the hardest"

The first time you'd seen Wesley after that, you'd shown Wesley the conversations you and Joe had been having and he looked at it for a second before telling you that Joe'd already let him read all of it.

Oh.

Well, all right then.

You concluded then that perhaps Wesley had been right, and the both of you really were idiots. But it was okay. Was fine.

Wesley liked that you kept the group chat with the title and picture he'd set you up with, but said he didn't need to be kept up to date on absolutely everything the two of you spoke about.

What that didn't mean is that he'd be kept out of the loop entirely... except, that's exactly what you and Joe had done.

So you hadn't let Wesley know about the first time you'd met up for a coffee together and had Joe guess your coffee order which he'd gotten right on his fourth try. You'd pretended to be impressed, and Joe had smiled bashfully as he told you shut up, don't humour me.

You would humour Joe for the rest of his life if it was going to get him to smile like that, no problem.

Next, you hadn't let Wesley know that Joe had invited you over to his flat for lunch in between zoom meetings he had going on a random Saturday. You'd had so much fun that you forgot about the time and Joe had missed an entire interview he was meant to do.

And then after that, Joe hadn't let Wesley know that you sometimes called each other whilst getting ready for bed, just to talk about your day for a bit, and Joe would make sure to at least make you laugh a few times so that, even when you'd had a bad day, you at least got to go to sleep in somewhat of a better mood.

And then, Joe hadn't let Wesley know that he was off on a trip for work for the next couple of days, which Wesley didn't appreciate.

"Tomorrow? In the morning?" Wesley asked Joe over the phone.

"Yea, but I should have time tonight! I'm leaving... I don't even know the time I'm leaving, wait, let me check," Joe tried to open his schedule on his phone and accidentally hung up on Wesley as he did.

Wesley gave Joe a little time to ring back, but when he didn't, Wesley called him back and found the line was busy; Joe was on another call.

"Hey!" Joe could hear your smile through the phone.

"Hey," Joe bashfully replied, unable to hide his own smile from making its way into your ears.

"I've got a huge problem," you started, feigning alarm, but nothing about the way you said it sounded like you were being serious. "And I desperately need your help."

It was the cleverest thing you'd been able to come up with to coax Joe over into your flat again. He'd mentioned he'd be out of the country for a few days soon, and you had decided you wanted to see him once more before he left.

Just the two of you.

Without Wesley also there.

"You do?" Joe chuckled. "What is it?"

"I've just prepared far too much food, there's no way I can eat all of it by myself," you couldn't make it through the sentence without laughing. You were being such an idiot. Joe thought it was adorable.

"Did you? What did you make?"

"Shrimp. Scampi. I've got so much of it, it's honestly– it's a bit mad." your voice dripped with overdone concern.

"Oh no, shrimp overload?" Joe gasped dramatically, matching your tone.

"Shrimp overload." you confirmed, absolutely beaming.

You looked over at the bag of still frozen shrimp on your kitchen counter, and you knew if Joe was going to say he would come over to help you in this faux disaster, you'd have to start cooking them immediately to at least make this playful lie somewhat believable.

"Sounds like–" Joe audibly let a choked laugh escape through his teeth. "Sounds like a serious issue..."

"It really is, I could really use a hand in, let's say, about an hour?"

"Of course," Joe's voice was suddenly impossibly soft and sweet. "I'll be right over."

Made your neck flush.

"My hero," you said, and you both softly giggled before saying your goodbyes and hanging up.

That was when Joe saw he'd received a text from Wesley whilst he'd been talking to you.

"So. Tonight. Dinner?"

"Sorry mate I can't, something came up, I'll see you next week!"

When you buzzed Joe into your building, you left your front door ajar so Joe could make his way in himself whilst you gave your cooking its finishing touches.

"Hello?" Joe called into your flat when he entered, and before you could reply, you heard him take a deep breath after which he whispered "Delicious," on his exhale.

Your whole flat smelled of various herbs, mostly garlic though, and it had Joe's stomach instantly rumbling.

"Nearly done," you turned to see Joe walk in and grinned.

"Hi."

Joe looked like he'd just been milling around his flat all day; fluffy hair that could use a lick of product, comfortable loose-fitting clothing - none of it pulled together properly, but he looked nice anyway.

You panned down to see he'd taken his shoes off by the door and your heart fluttered a little because that meant that one, Joe cared enough not to walk filth into your house and two, he looked extra soft and comfortable now.

Joe was immediately hovering behind you to peer over your shoulder to see onto the cooktop.

"That is a lot of shrimp," Joe commented, "Good thing I came."

You could help but laugh, because looking at your pots and pans now, sure, it could feed a small family of four if they weren't that hungry, but this could also easily feed just the two of you without leaving any leftovers.

"Wait, stand still," Joe suddenly said, and you felt two hands on your lower back tug tenderly at your apron as you froze on the spot.

All of your attention was with Joe's touch now which made your heart somersault. Gave you goosebumps.

Joe untied the knot that was threateningly loose and used delicate touch to tie it again.

Tightly, this time.

You could feel how Joe was close to you, too close for what he was doing, his breath lightly fanning the back of your neck.

When Joe was done, he let his fingers linger and make their way over to the side of your hips, and you could hear Joe's breath hitch as you thought of all the things you wanted him to do to you.

There'd only been accidental touching of knees and hands with the two of you up until now, and all had resulted in blushes and shy smiles and you were done with them.

You wanted more.

Kind of wanted more right now.

"Joe?" you broke the silence after you'd both been standing there like that a little too long, Joe's hands softly touching your hips, and you imagined he'd been staring down at your bum.

Suddenly, Joe loudly cleared his throat.

"Yea?"

He let his hands softly tap your hips before moving them away from you.

"Um, anything I can do to help?"

Your attention shifted back to the food in front of you, and you quickly stirred whatever needed stirring.

"Yes, actually. Could you help set the table?" you pointed at a kitchen cabinet and let Joe get to work as you mentally pulled yourself together.

Steady breathing, you silently guided yourself.

Slow, steady, deep breaths.

Come on.

You could do this.

Except you couldn't. Because when Joe had set the table and you'd placed the pan of shrimp in the middle of it, you were about to take off your apron but learnt quickly that you couldn't.

"Oh, double knot, sorry," Joe said, already sat at the table, when he saw you struggle as you pulled on the fabric and he reached out an arm to help.

It made you grin because you knew this dork had done that on purpose. Didn't doubt it for a second.

You turned, and expected Joe to simply untie the apron for you, but instead, he pulled you closer with an unexpected yank, placing you in between his widely spread legs.

He untied you, far too slowly for it to be normal, tugging harshly and pulling you more into him as he did. When you felt the apron fall to your front, Joe pushed you forward a little by the small of your back and you heard him get up from his seat.

Instinctively, you turned around to face him and Joe's hands found the loop of the apron around your neck, helping you take it off completely.

When he'd raised it over your head, what you should've done was move away from each other, sit down, scoop some shrimp onto both your plates and have dinner together.

Instead, you both stood there, fixed in place, and you knew it was just an apron, but technically, Joe had just undressed you and it made you stop breathing for a second as your eyes found each other.

Joe let the apron drop from his hands onto the floor next to you as he reached an arm around your back, pulling you in closer to him. It startled you, and you leant black slightly, placing both your hands over his upper arms.

Joe got close, leaning forward, and his other hand found the back of your neck to guide your movements.

Yes.

This is what you wanted.

Fuck the food.

You could just eat each other.

You didn't even see what Joe was looking at, because you couldn't stop staring at his mouth.

Those lips.

The sheer look of them made you release a stuttered breath, and it was enough to make Joe dip his head down to meet your lips.

But then.

Just as you were about to let your lips touch in the most feverish of manners, your buzzer went.

Fuck.

It filled the room with a shrill harsh ringing noise, pulling you from your hazy bubble which instantly created space between the two of you. You both released breaths you'd been holding in, and you couldn't help but chuckle slightly as Joe loosened the grip he had on you to let you answer whoever was downstairs trying to get into the building.

"Yes?"

"Delivery." a crackly voice spoke through the old speaker and you were quick to buzz them up.

When you turned back to Joe, he had sat back down and grinned at you, letting a huff of air escape his nostrils in a sad laugh. You slumped your shoulders which sent the same message as you smiled back at him and knitted your eyebrows together.

The moment had been ruined and had now unfortunately floated away from you entirely.

"Get some food onto your plate, I'll be back in a second," you nodded at the pan of steaming shrimp before stepping into your hallway to get the door.

With Joe out of sight, you were able to gather your thoughts a second, and suddenly, you frowned.

Delivery?

You hadn't ordered anything, had you?

A rapid, melodic knock at your door startled you.

Oh no... it couldn't be?

A quick peek through your peephole confirmed your suspicions.

Fuck.

Wesley.

"Shit," you muttered under your breath before you carefully opened your door just enough to peek your head through.

"Hi," you spoke in a loud whisper, your eyes huge with shock.

"Wine delivery," Wesley said loudly, and used a flat hand to push your door open further before stepping around you, into your hallway.

"I've just brought one bottle though, do you have more? Because I'm definitely going to need more," he seemed annoyed and completely ignored what your facial expression was trying to tell him.

"Erm, Wes?" you kept the volume of your voice as low as you could manage it, moving yourself to stand in the middle of your hallway to block Wesley.

But Wesley moved to take off his shoes, ready to spend the evening on your sofa with good wine, good company, bad TV and enough time and space to freely complain about his best friend Joe.

"Did you cook? It smells good in–" words faltered him when he saw them. You followed Wesley's gaze and your eyes landed on Joe's beige wallabees, neatly placed next to the radiator.

Fuck.

Wesley didn't say anything, but looked at you a second with a blank face and then stepped around you to look into your living room.

He was met with the sight of Joe scooping shrimp onto your plate, ladle hovering as Joe'd frozen on the spot the second he'd heard Wesley's voice, feeling caught doing something he wasn't meant to be doing.

"Hey," Joe spoke awkwardly, stretching the word and letting it fade out in volume until the blanket of silence covered the room completely.

For a second Wesley just blinked at Joe, and then back at you until he realised the situation at hand.

"Something came up?" Wesley challenged Joe slightly, not overtly angry, more so startled by what he'd walked in on, but you definitely detected a little annoyance.

"Wes," you started.

"Something did," Joe plainly said, interrupting you as he gestured your way.

Wesley followed Joe's eyes and looked at you just a smidge too long, scanning your face to read your apologetic features before handing you the bottle of wine he'd been holding.

"Enjoy," he said, giving you both a tight polite smile that didn't reach his eyes before turning on his heel and walking out.

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[damn-stark]

AGGHHHH YASSSS I ABSOLUTELY LOVED THISSS. the break through of healing, to see how cherry really has put in the work to heal, and find the strength to live with her trauma and not allow it to win.

i’m so fckn proud of our girls it’s truly so beautiful to see how they’ve really done everything for each other and for both of their healing journeys.

and the sibling nteractions i’m CRYINGGGGG. though they’ve spent majority of their lives apart, seeing them all come together and not letting the lost time get in the way of them now is so beautiful. especially with eric, seeing him find the solace of what real love from family is in his siblings really shows how confident he was in his bond with them.

that’s not even including the sibling banter😭like cherry grew up with her friends and those are her family. but SOMETHING about sibling banter is just DIFFERENTTT. like playful arguments with friends is not taken to heart. but when it comes from a sibling, THEY JUST KNOW HOW TO PISS YOU OFF AND YOU SHOWED THAT PERFECTLY💀💀 on a sadder note though the person i thought of that could pull that out of her in that sibling way was eren. before her brothers, it was eren. and it just made it a little sad to think of but also happy to know that she now has her brothers apart of her life now.

ALSO WHEN YOU DID THE WHOLE GRAVE SCENE I WAS JUST LIKE “this has got to be the most genius writing ever”. because i vividly remember reading back then, when they had the “burial” for cherry thinking she was dead, when she was really stuck in marley, all i could think about was how they were all grieving a version of cherry that wasn’t her anymore. of course they thought she was dead, but in the readers perspective knowing she wasn’t, all i thought of was that when she would end up coming back home, that the cherry coming back was not the one they “buried”.

AND TO CIRCLE BACK TO THAT POINT WHERE PEOPLE GRIEVED HER AND THOUGHT THEY HAD LOST HER. IN A PLACE THAT IS SUPPOSED TO BE A MONUMENT FOR ONES DEATH. AS A POINT OF REBIRTH? OR REVIVAL?NOT THE SAME CHERRY BUT A STRONGER ONE. GODDD YOU ARE A GENIUS.

also i would love to see jeans pov of seeing her again when this is done. seeing her after three years. compared to when he last saw her, dark circles, slightly sunken cheeks, lack of color in her face, with no light in her eyes. to now probably having gained her healthy weight back, more rested, blush in her cheeks, color in her face, with a smile that was genuine and not one that was put on for his peace of mind. that shock and lack of reaction given to seeing her must’ve been him really just taking in how, although the three years of them being apart was tough for him to process at first, it really did her some good.

i’m rambling now, but since this will be my 2nd to last time sending my long cherry rant i can’t feel bad😭 thank you author as always. you’ve done such an amazing job delivering the beauty and pain of healing and traumas. and all of the interactions were an absolute joy to witness. see you next cherry thursday, you’re doing a great job! 🍒❣️

Eren put her brothers in her path after he died so they could be apart of her life!!

Thank you really for all your comments! Since we are close to the end I’m really trying to have everything come back full circle, which meant adressing that grave scene and her coming to peace with that fact too

And jean was just a little star struck by Cherrys beauty!

AND IM SO EXCITED TO SEE YOUR LAST COMMENTARY, BUT ALSO SAD!! I can’t believe it’s about to end!

#cherry #damn-stark

[mifhortunach]

in review - once again! - 2022

below cut :/

i did... Very Little drawing this year ! - which i’m really not happy about, and i’m not sure how that happened tbh. that said, if nothing else, instead of drawing i got ‘a lot’ of printing done!

it was a good year for like. my Actual Practice - i spent a lot of time in the studio, got a piece (that i still like!) into an actual public show, as well as for the first time sold some work!! I also got to finally mess around with a riso machine, as well as someone offered to show me more litho stuff, so im hoping to pursue that much more in the year :) - as well as finally do a bunch of projects i’ve been putting off for ages & dear god, fckn draw more

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watched a lot of movies though!!!

ltrbxd says i saw like. 115 or smth, but that’s an estimate bc i went to a couple of shorts showings (as well as fell asleep at a couple :’/ ). it’s been cool!! have finally seen a bunch of genre classics, and had like, a seeing thru the matrix moment~ where i could tell a whole bunch of influences that had affected smth i was watching ! id quite like to try to strike a similar balance this year as well; catching up on like. ‘genre staples’ but paired w the weirdest most niche shit i can find - fingers-crossed! (thinking about putting together a little round-up post of some of the ones i saw this year that really stuck around for me, but idk)

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Pods!!

usually i think - and by usually i mean like, last year - i’ve got more to say on this front, but a lot of the pods i really enjoyed this year were hold-overs from 2022-

AMCA: i’m someone who while they don’t care about starwars, DOES really like podcasts about it, which is weird & difficult to explain, but this is still so good!! 5 star podcast, 5 star runtime! everyDAY do i wish they could do a special about dune...

The RETURN of toxic podcast!: as before, a podcast only for me really, and the only podcaster that i do have smth approaching a parasocial relationship with - its just been nice to hear from Ale again!! The branch into ltrboxd reviews as been a fun venture too, imo.

FATT/SANGFIELLE: though difficult to believe, that DID happen this year!! Sangfielle is still so so good, and it got me back into both listening to bluff as well as trying so hard to catch up on ptzn, its just really fckn good what else is there to even say! (Met a lot of v cool people through this as well, which has been so cool :) )

Assorted Seán L@TDF podcasts: while he has dropped completely off the face of the internet - though hopefully not the earth - the man DOES still have years of weird (mostly movie) focused podcasting to go back in on, which i do find consistently compelling!! turns out when u practice putting thought into words and then presenting for long enough you do indeed build a skill. His found footage series (Hundreds of Pixelated Dead Bodies) series is great, and introduced me to a lot of stuff, ditto his other series (hundreds of dead bodies). I’m hoping to get through the big, thoughtful series (ALL UNITS) this year, and maybe I’ll get even luckier and he’ll return to the land of podcasting soon.

I’m sure i’ve missed some on this one, but these are the ones that stood out to me this time round, i guess. i’m excited for the new twioat series also, lol.

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i did like, almost no reading, or tv watching, though i did start, and plan - and not finish - a good couple of knitting projects. didn’t get out to see many gallery shows either, which isn’t so great - though i DID manage to have a startlingly good year socially ?

made some new friends, had a whole private theme month devoted to the films of al pacino, and got to see two bands/musicians that i really love play live!! Good Ol’ Stevie P w @silverview (<33) && TWRP - both of which were so so great, and made me wish i got out more lol

lots to be done this year, as per, but hopefully it’ll be fine

#ppp #2022 #year in review

[leedongsik]

done watching all of us are dead, started the show with so much excitement because I love zombie shows finished it just for the sake of finishing and honestly fuck this show lmao

there were too many things and characters that pissed me off to be able to properly enjoy watching it I spent the most time just being angry, for me it was mainly the side chraracters that carried the show and Cheongsan, from start to finish I did not give a shit about Onjo and Namra, they did have their good moments but personality wise? fckn boring and annoying at times, they both were probably the least expressive characters in the whole show and always talking in the same monotone voice it put me to sleep whenever they interacted, Suhyeok I initially liked but as the story went on he kinda dissolved into the background and I forgot he even was there at times his romance with Namra was also something I did not care about which is something his character mainly seemed to revolve around

and Cheongsan? we really saw him go through hell surviving so many impossible situations and his parkour skills lol this boy was such a freaking badass, he was arguably the one who contributed and gave his most in keeping the group safe, always volunteering to go first into dangerous situations and leaving last letting others escape first and they decided to kill HIM off? talk about unsatisfying character arc, and the fact he died because of the fucking bully that spent 90% of the show chasing him, it really left a bad taste in my mouth how they had let him reach his goal like that’s so fucked up, I’m not even gonna adress the stupid plot points because this drained the energy out of me, this show really didn’t need to be 12 episodes long

#feel free to drop your thoughts #I never imagines I would be so mad over this show #I was looking so forward to this it's really disappointing #I really should've just dropped it after episode 4 #all of us are dead #netflix all of us are dead

[moonlit-mizukage]

Chapter twenty nine: 11 things I love about you 

Summary: Y/l/n Y/n, a third year at Sakura High School, is just a girl with a bad attitude towards anyone outside her small circle. When y/n’s younger sister starts first year, she gains a lot of attention. Unfortunately for everyone in school, the Y/l/n household has one rule, No dating till y/n does. Some people become just desperate enough to pay the leader of the “Monsters”, the trouble making group on campus, to date y/n. What will happen when she finds out? (All characters aged up to third year unless otherwise stated)

Tw: Swearing, mentions of past violence

An: The poem format once again do be bad cause tumblr wont let me make it look a certain way. 

AN: I made a server if anyone wants to join!! https://discord.gg/R4URagRF

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Third person Pov 

Y/n was laying on her bed staring at the ceiling, she let out a deep sigh as she heard her sister in the room laughing obnoxiously loud. 

“Mei!” She said slamming her hand on the wall. “Why are you being so loud?” She didn’t respond, so y/n stood up sighing. She walked into the hall. 

“Mei!” She yelled into her open door. “Who are you talking to at this hour?” 

“Yamaguchi.” She said. Y/n rolled her eyes. 

“Don’t keep each other up all night, and tell Yams I love him please.”  

“Of course Y/n.” Mei said as Y/n left the room and headed down stairs.

She went into the cupboard and grabbed a cup. Filling it up from the tap,  she looked out the window into the night. 

A tap on the glass startled her as she tossed the cup into the sink and looked at what the cause of the noise was. Standing in the window was Kyotani. She leaned over as she opened the window. 

“What the hell are you doing?!? You scared me half to death! Do you have any idea what time it is?”

“Tendou asked me to pick you up and take you to him.” He said ignoring her previous questions. 

“Why..?” She was skeptical of him. 

“Just fucking, come on.” He said clearly annoyed. 

“Fine. Next time use the door you psycho.” She said as she slammed the window. 

She walked over to the front door of her house. As she opened the door Kyotani stepped inside. 

“Hurry the fuck up. We have to go.” He said as he rolled his eyes. She turned as she yelled up the stairs. 

“Mei! I am going out. If any violence occurs where was I?”

“At home.” A voice yelled back. 

“Okay let’s go.” She said as she pushed him out the door. A car sat before them in her driveway. She gave him a clearly confused look. “You have a car?” 

“Just get in.” He got in the driver's side as you hopped in only for him to speed off immediately. 

“Slow down Sonic.” She said with a chuckle. 

“Fuck off. My car my fucking speed. My fucking music too.” He said as he slapped his radio on. A CD started to play as heavy metal began to blast throughout the car. 

“Nice song.” Y/n complimented. 

“Fuck yeah it is.” He said. 

The rest of the car ride was filled with Kyotani’s music. It seemed like hours but really it was such a short time. Kyotani pulled up to the view point where you and Tendou shared the deep and personal things the night you told him you liked him. He got out of the car as he walked around and ripped your door open. “Get the fuck out. Over there.” He pointed to what you now noticed was Tendou leaning up against a bike. It was dark, but he looked absolutely stunning in the moonlight. Y/n’s breath hitched as she approached him. 

A car pulled up with Terushima standing from the sun roof. 

“Don’t fuck this up Guess!” He yelled as Kyotani hopped in and the other four monsters sped off. 

The two who were now completely alone laughed at the previous situation they just saw.. 

“Hey Y/n.” He said as he passed you something from his pocket. 

“What’s this for?” She asked as she took it. 

“The car key if you want to leave at any time.” 

“Oh.” She said as she looked at it closer.

“I am sorry to bring you all the way out here, but I promise it will make sense if you are willing to hear me out.” 

“Satori, I just want us to be okay.” He looked her in the eyes. 

“I have something I wrote down. So please,” He began to say. Y/n had never heard his voice sound so fragile. “I’m not always great with this shit.” 

“It’s okay, take your time.” She said as she gave him a small smile. He pulled the paper ball  from his pocket. It was crumpled and torn around the edges when he pulled it open. He took a deep breath before he began to read.  

“I love the way you laugh and how it can instantly change my sour mood, 

I love the way you treat your friends and the strangers on the streets,

I love the way you hold yourself and how you never back down even when others would,

I love the way I feel when your hands are in mine.

I love the way you take my breath away and make me feel safe,  

I love the way you show me how much you care even through the little things you do,

 I love how you make me feel like I am important again and how much I really mean to you,

I love how your smile lights up your whole face and a whole street block of people can feel the warmth.

I love how you are always willing to try new things, like getting on my bike at 1am angry

I love how you confessed to me and even your angsty poem from class,

But most importantly I love you, not just with a small piece of my heart either, 

I would travel any distance, any planet or any galaxy, just to feel your love,

Cause you,

You are my Paradise.” 

“Satori,” He noticed the tears in her eyes while he shoved the paper back into his pocket. He wiped her tears away with his thumb. He moved in closer to her as their lips almost touched. 

“I’m sorry my poem sucked. I just wanted you to know that I love you Y/n.” He said as he started into her eyes. 

“I love you too Satori.” With that they pulled each other in for a passionate kiss.

When the two pulled back for air Tendou looked her in the eyes once again. 

“Do you think you could ever forgive me?” 

“I had the moment I saw you tonight. I just was worried you would speak to me the same way you did over text.” 

“I thought you would hate me by now. Especially after last night?” She laughed. 

“I shouldn’t encourage violence, but off the record, damn Satori, my hero in a leather jacket.” It was his turn to laugh now. 

“Did Mad tell you what happened exactly?” 

“Not really honestly.” He began to tell her about his night. After he was done she told him all the dumb stuff Oikawa tried to pull to get her. The two had a good laugh before Y/n stopped and looked panicked. 

“Wait what about the police? Oikawa’s parents?” 

“Oh I am sure none of that will be a bother to us now Y/n.” 

“Oh? ” He just laughed back pulling her back into a kiss again. 

“We should head back to town.” 

“Are we going separate or?” 

“I can call them if you want to come pick up the car if you want to ride with me?” 

“You already know I do.” 

As the two were getting ready to leave, they both failed to notice the paper fall out of Tendou’s pocket. The paper now laid on the ground as the two sped off as the paper flipped around, completely blank on the ground.

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[lady-lycany]

I had a weird experience in my dream, that I wanted to write down here, cuz why not.

Before I went to bed, I scrolled through YT-shorts (as almost every night lol) and saw two videos of bunnies, that got treated horribly, like, one of em was grabbed by the neck skin and screamed in fear and the other one got grabbed with the full hand but like- pretty aggressively, so that it also screamed in fear. And well, I love animals. So I reported these two videos for animal abuse. And in the following night, I first dreamed something of a school trip and that we made a short stop at a supermarket to get something to eat for the way back home. But then it was like, as if I was half asleep and remembered these two videos. Because all of a sudden, I was in my Werewolf form- still at the supermarket, but saw a tiny bunny run around and tried to catch it. After I got it, I also grabbed it by the neck, like in the video I've seen (it also screamed in fear) and I looked at it completely emotionless. Like "yea that's how it is now" and swallowed it whole. I really didn't felt any pity until I felt the movement in my stomach. That somehow, was the moment where I was like "omg what have I done" and was overflowed by guilt, that I instantly threw it up again, to save it's life. That was so weird, in one moment my brain was completely instinctive (you're hungry= you hunt and eat) but then it changed to (you can't let this poor baby suffocate in your fckn stomach you selfish btch)

That moment reminded me so badly of my OC of my still not existent story, cuz the pack will decide that she shall become a hunter, especially because she doesn't want to. Because so they can be sure, that no animal will be killed out of fun or without any respect for it's life. So the first time she decides to go alone, so that she won't have time pressure or that someone else will do it for her. And yea, without telling too much about that scene, that moment will be very emotional for her... :')

#wolfkin #werewolfkin #wolf therian #therian #otherkin #werewolf #lycanthrope

[spnorwhatever]

Niche interesting-to-me-and-idk-who-else sort of free-form ramble/discussion on 1901 Castiel’s fashion to follow:

okay so 1901 Castiel isn’t very height-of-fashion-trends 1901, HOWEVER I don’t mind that it’s a bit more late 1890s, since the average person doesn’t just suddenly change all their clothes once the decade turns over, and (if we’re going by the actress’ age) the vessel would be like.. 20? at the time. I found a handful of fashion plates, ranging from 1893 to 1898, which look similar in silhouette/cut to what they put Castiel in. This one in particular, I think, probably was a strong influence/strongly resembles the coat the put her in, down to the darts and the pockets: https://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O606532/fashion-plate/

They put Benjamin in something very similar, if not the same, so I imagine that they just modified Castiel’s to make it double-breasted [edit: JUST KIDDING it’s not double-breasted? just looks it bc it’s pulled over asymmetrically] (these ones are double-breasted: https://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O606621/fashion-plate/ ; https://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O606507/fashion-plate/ ; https://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O606598/fashion-plate/ ; here’s another one with a jaunty hat from 1896, titled “Latest styles in hunting costumes” https://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O606538/fashion-plate/ ‘ here’s some actual photos, it looks like, of coats from 1899. the sleeve is much slimmer than what they did on the show https://libmma.contentdm.oclc.org/digital/collection/p15324coll12/id/8800 ). some of these other examples, though, have a clearly contrasting skirt, and I honestly like that better. Also, for the period, the hat would have been worn square on the head, NOT at a jaunty angle lmao. But like... okay at least they had them in hats lmao, as would have been proper for the time.

I do want to give props to the costuming department, because it does look like they at least did SOME research, and I can see their references to the late Victorian era, if not an exact time, even if the fit is not stunning. Like, I would have nipped in the sleeve a bit more (you can see above that the sleeves do go fitted thru the elbow to wrist, and they didn’t do that which is why she looks so chunky from the 3/4 angle), and done something else with the skirt, since having the skirt in the same sort of suiting fabric for an unembellished tan-on-tan look is... not very stunning. also they altered it so it was long, but with an asymmetrical/cutaway kind of opening? That’s odd. And I think makes the tone-on-tone look weirder, bc clearly it’s a COAT coat, not just a like dress bodice made to look coat-like. Benjamin’s, in contrast, works a bit better bc it looks like it goes no farther than, like, mid-thigh? knee? I saw some long coats, but like the front would meet in the middle and the hem ended just above the skirt hem (more like ankle-length), not be full floor-length like the skirt would be. Which makes sense, you’re not going to launder your coat as much, it makes less sense to make your coat foor-length where it’ll drag on the floor & in the dirt and through everything. Actually, in the full-length shot from the show you can see the skirt & the coat (rip) darkened at the hem from damp lmao.

Like, yes, bodices would match skirts as like suit sets, but the thing is that Castiel’s top looks to be more of a coat than, say, a bodice of a suit set, so it makes less sense for me to have it match.  Also wish they’d done a different design for Castiel, because Castiel and Benjamin look to be in the same/similar kind of look, and idk... it just makes it feel a bit too mass-produced. Like. they cooould have just happen to have the same kind of look. But they’re not really fashionable for the era either, especially not in that color/fabric, so it doesn’t suuuper make sense to me. Another also is, wish they’d put like a tie/cravat on her. Could have been a pop of color that hearkens to his current tie. I just feel like it’s missing a little.. something so it’s not just tan on tan.

Anyway I was digging around for colorized fashion plates, and so here’s some other ones in the rough period (1890-1900) that I like and kind of wish they’d done more instead of just like tan-on-tan: 

(the attribution for the above I found said 1899) like I think a black skirt would have been nice with a coat like this, it would have looked smart, and would have hearkened to his suit he wears under the coat. Yes it’s not a long coat, but.. idk I think this works.

Another alternative

(attributed just as “late Victorian”?) like I think this one’s great, it looks like a plaly on menswear, so you have a little something that even looks similar to a modern tie, and it’s a bit more interesting than just unembellished tan on tan

this one looks like she’s wearing a tie/cravat kind of deal, so again, modern tie reference. The lapels can be adapted, and the embellishment on the skirt give the illusion of a long coat without it being an actual long coat.

I mean. I don’t mind the long coat, or even necessarily the fabric (though to my eye the fabric looks a biiit heavy to make the skirt out of also)

Here’s an extant suit in about the same color: https://thedreamstress.com/2016/11/rate-the-dress-tailored-details-in-1900/

but I think what makes it work is the like... shorter top, embellished skirt, and like. better fit sleeves lmao. Also, again, Castiel’s isn’t a suit set, so like that, plus the ill-fitting sleeves, really makes it kind of unflattering? Especially at the 3/4 angle, the way the sleeve blocks against her little bustle/bustle pad. Which is a shame, because from the front, it looks like they either have her in proper period underpinnings, or faked it well enough. edit: I do also want to say she looks rather.. deflated. Like, the fashionable silhouette of this era wasn’t achieved solely by corsets & lacing lmao, it was also done with padding, esp in the area between the bustline and the shoulder to really smooth out that area & fill it out, and the sleeves. And like, her coat clearly isn’t padded where it should be to really create that fashionable late-Victorian silhouette (and neither is Benjamin).

This is really roughly edited, but just imagine if we’d gotten a cute little neck thing, and a black skirt, and lmfao.. a coat that wasn’t fckn... floor-length (like, even just a midi-length like his modern coat, but worn open-ish towards the bottom or whatever):

Honestly even just a tiny. boop of blue at the collar is a HUGE improvement. Like, c’mon, it was perioddddd. Pls.

#txt #if you read all of this props to you #if you have thoughts PLEASE let me know!! would love to talk historical costuming and or just costuming in general #I don't like. hate the cut of the coat they put Castiel in. the asymmetrical esp that long doesn't seem to show up in any fashion plates #not that I've seen yet #but I'm like. hey *shrug* I'm willing to go with it for that little like.. hint of it kicking out #but like. tan on tan? and to the floor like that? #also clearly her sleeves aren't padded. and they should be #and they also should be more fitted in the forearm 8) that would have improved a lot #like. a blue neck thing. I don't know what the period term would be. but it's period AND it's cute!!!! ;-; #(oh also. Lily Sunder's top is too big/not tailored in the neck which is awkward #and something abt her skirt isn't cut right in the waist either. like it's too much bulk in the waist and the Victorians #were all about reducing bulk in the waist area #so much so that walking skirts would have very narrow waistbands to reduce as much bulk as possible)

[bangtansfavwriter]

💘bangtan as boyfriends: jungkook💘

-oh my god this soft boy

-still can't quite believe you guys are dating and sometimes still blushes very heavily when you kiss him

- it took ages for him to ask you out and he probably wouldn't have done it without a pep talk from seokjin who hyped him up before you and jungkook went on a date together

- he was so timid and tripped over his words a lot, so when you asked "are you saying we should start dating?" he went "oh my god yES PLS"

-he know tells everyone that you asked him out first bc "the golden maknae of bts, bangtan sonyeondan, behind the scene, world's best band tbh has to be asked out"

seokjin: makes sense, bc said golden maknae looked like he was gonna pass tf out before you two met

jk: .. hyung why you.... I asked y/n out!

seokjin: lies

you: he did... kinda

seokjin: LIES

jk: I find your lack of faith disturbing, hyung..

seokjin: nerd 😚

jk: 😔✊🏼

- a nerd indeed, but cuteee

- very loyal, it already took him long enough to call you his, so he sure af won't give you up

- also very selfless, he loves helping you out with whatever you need help with... even when you don't ask for it

- like when you had a project due and you were stressing out about it bc you had no time for anything else and stuff... he was really worried you'd skip meals to do your work, so he made sure that you'd eat by either coming to your place or calling/texting you, whenever he couldn't come over personally

-he was afraid he'd bother you while you do your work so he was always very cautious but you reassured him it's fine

-but you felt bad bc you couldn't talk much while doing your work... he looked at you and smiled: "it's ok, I'll write some lyrics maybe.. and you do you. we'll give each other strength with our presence, alright?" he started laughing when you got up and cozied up to him. you spent the next 10 mins cuddling, as this was the only reasonable thing to do after he was being so sweet. "so much for no distractions, hm?"

- you still got your work done btw, so no worries

- movie nights are a huge thing for you two, your range is broad af but mostly consists of marvel, disney and studio ghibli. he has a thing for 80s movies tho, felt ferris bueller on a personal level

- cried when he watched the princess diaries for the first time and will end u if anyone hears about it

-rather savage irl but he cries during some movies, especially when he's tired, he gets emotional and even whiny

- for example: he was very sleepy when you first watched the mandalorian together and you swear he started weeping when he first saw baby yoda and he's been obsessed ever since btw

- very thoughtful and caring

- remembers the smallest things about you, will bring you your fav ben&jerry's when you feel down and enjoys the fact that you look at him like the saint he is

- also memorizes your habits and reads your body language so well that it still surprises you even after all the time you've been dating

-you poke his cheeks on any given occasion and kiss his nose, he's not quite sure why but he enjoys it too

- his hugs are just warm ... they make you feel like everything will be ok

- many pancake mornings together

- will never ever forget any birthday or anniversary, he once did tho and he still beats himself up about it but he was busy as hell during that time so you were ok with it in hindsight (which was greatly appreciated bc he truly felt awful)

- very down-to-earth, it doesn't have to be all fancy with him, he's doing just fine with netflix and ramen

- your personal laundry fairy

- looots of laughter and giggles with this one, always cracking jokes

- you guys have like 48394 insides jokes

you: hey.. hey

jk: ?

you: second goose right left

jk: LMAOOOOO WOFT

you: LMAOOO

jk and you: -dying-

rm: this sounds like some terror code

hobi: or a stroke

- sends u memes at 3am, his go-to are kermit memes as reaction memes, he sometimes forgets to use actual words tbh

you: kook, i can't come over today, working late :( but tomorrow is fine tho, you free ?

jk: -kermit crying under the shower meme-

you: jungkook, words pls

jk: oh sorry babe, yeah im free 🤗

- either uses the cutest nicknames or the weirdest which are pretty cute when he explains it (like left shark "bc you stand out")

- displays of 'strong manly man' when he picks you up, and spins you around only to kiss you --- displays of 'babie boy's when pouts until you give him attention or your last pockys ("we can share, you know 👀" - "oh worm? 👀")

- a true romantic deep down, he once surprised you when he decorated your entire house with candles and flowers bc he knew you had a tough time and you legit just started crying. he was overwhelmed for a sec but knew this was just bottled up emotions and relief coming through so he just smiled and hugged you until you calmed down."it's alright, love... let me take care of you." you nodded and smiled at him, while wiping your tears away. "you're the sweetest, you know that?" - "well, obviously. but fire safety was never my forte, so let's be careful, ok?" he said and you both started laughing.

-sings to you very very often, get used to it, even when you're not right next to him you can still hear him humming from afar and it makes always makes u smile

-you two are fiercely competitive, there is no "it's just a game"... you guys play mario, sonic, rayman etc and there's always a whole lot of screaming

-there was a time namjoon jin got so fed up with this that he took the playstation away (+ mario kart) and jungkook and you had to find other gaming options

-some examples of truth or dare sessions between you (in the safety of your own home):

you: i dare you to dance to begin

jk, in his pyjamas: wha- ... no!

you: truth it is, then. what was the dumpling incident about?

jk: nevermind, I'll do the dance.

you: squeeze the ketchup bottle empty with your thighs.

jk: ?????? jesus, you take your kinks to a whole knew level. choose something else, the stains will be nasty as hell.

you: wear booty shorts👀

jk: you wants thighs and booty, huh? 👀

you: you bet 👀👀

(a blessed day for u tbh)

jk: babe, i dare you to dance to fire.

you: ?????? well, I can try, but you should get me an inhaler, my lung capacity may not suffice for this

(jungkook laughed so hard when did it that he was the one that needed an inhaler)

-takes lots and loots of pics of you when you're together and of the location you went together , posts the view on twitter sometimes and jokes about you two being official (to fans) without really being official

- you two go on walks together, have coffee shop dates, go to concerts (and go fckn feral when u go see iu), visit art galleries where you mostly imitate everything and touch things you shouldn't touch, go to karaoke places ... and you also do art together! that was actually his idea were he bought a shitload of acrylic paint and huge linen sheets and you had your first painting date, which has become a tradition ever since.

- something that jungkook absolutely loves and appreciates is that you guys never run out of topics to talk about

-the intellectual stimulation he gets from you is pretty much unmatched and that's also something that made him realise he's into you before you started dating

- 2 sides of the same coin: smart, charming and kind // absolute crackhead (remember the vid with his goggles? vids like that are now your exclusive content from yours truly)

- once chased down chickens when you visited a village together and ran away screaming when a huge ass rooster chased after him ( u filmed it ofc)

- lives for dramatics, gains new life power on Halloween when you two do shenanigans on bighit's annual party

- he loves the fact that you're still a child at heart and that you're not too stuck up to scare hobi and jin with michael myers masks on (but you did feel pretty bad about it when hobi almost fainted)

- you're super savage when you want to be and he loves it when you are... ngl... you being assertive and all kinda turns him on lmaoo

-your green card to get him to laugh whenever was saying "you sexy beast" and he'd forget whatever issue you were having before, as long as it wasn't something too important obviously

-loves you show you off, especially when you guys are all dolled up and ready for a night out "look at us being all sexy and shit, like, how dare we look this hot, jimin-hyung hates it when someone looks hotter than him" - "hmmm kook, imagine if I'd have jimin as my date today, the place would burn up" - "...." - "kook, i was joking..." - "right shark" - "I WAS JOKING BABY" - "........say it. you know the deal." - "i would rather die" - "go hang with hyung then, i'm gonna stay home" - "you...." -

👀👂 - "YOU SEXY BEAST" - jungkook laughed until he couldn't breathe when yoongi, who just passed by you two, and you stared at each other, completely mortified. you: how to unsay things... / yoongs: how to unhear things/ jk: -on the floor and in dire need of an inhaler"

- you couldn't face yoongi the whole night, whereas jungkook occasionally stared down jimin who had no clue what the heck was going on and munched on some appetizers

- jealousy is not a big thing for him but he still doesn't quite like it when someone is too touchy with you

- he trusts you, absolutely no doubt about that or he wouldn't have even entered a relationship with you, as he has high standards about who to let into his life, especially with potential lovers

-that's why everyone knew you guys were serious about each other and it was hardly surprising that you got to meet his family shortly after you guys started dating (his mother loved you btw)

-has like 200 pics of the day you met gureum

- an absolute sucker for you, you could say you want the n seoul tower to flicker in purple and pink lights and he would get it done somehow

- very sensitive to touches so ......👀

- loves your room bc he says it always smells like your lotions and laundry

- you sometimes surprise by setting the mood with some smooth music and nice fragrances and the world comes to a halt for him, it's just him and you

-shower him in affection and he's putty in your hands, legit, when he first performed euphoria and did the high note at the end you spammed tf outta your messenger and hyped him up and he actually got so hype he jumped around backstage after the concert and sprinted to you when he saw you, twirled you around and, for the first time, kissed you while the guys were there

-he still gets teased about it tho, but he doesn't really care bc your support means the world to him and he values it too much to care about the guys

-you guys went home that night and he serenaded you while you were cuddling. you guys started talking about songs, especially your favourites. you got sleepy when he started talking about 'home' and softly sang it to you, until he realised you dozed off. he smiled to himself and caressed you hair, as you had layed your head onto his chest. admiring your sleeping figure, closely entangled with his broad frame, he said to himself: "this is home..."

#jungkook fluff to save this whack ass dayyy #bts fluff #bts fanfic #bts fic #bts imagines #bts scenarios #bts headcanons #bts crack #bts as boyfriends #bangtan fluff #bangtan x reader #bangtan x you #bangtan #bts jungkook #jeon jeongguk #jeon jungkook #jungkook fanfic #jungkook fluff #jungkook x you #jungkook x reader #jungkook imagine #jungkook headcanon #the sweetest and softest bf who'd give you exclusive meme content and daily thirst traps by just exposing his thighs a little #and suddenly the victorian era hysterics about a woman's bare ankle would makr perfect sense to you #mine

[suffering-and-happy-about-it]

Mount Everest Ain't Got Shit On Us (Fezco x fem! reader, Part 11.)

Description: You were always told that your life will be as you wish it to be if you’ll study enough. That it will pay off if you work hard. And some people were given you like a scary example of what will happen when you don’t obey. But sometimes it feels good to disobey.

A/N: Inspired by the nicer, happier Euphoria soundtrack (Florida by AQ, Eyes Closed by Curren$y and All That by Drama Relax). I wrote this fckn part for three days, hope it is worth it at least.

Warnings: Don't be silly, wrap your Willy; whether you're doing illegal stuff or completely legal shit. JUST IF YOU DO ALL THAT, BE CAREFUL, OK?

Word Count: 4.7 K

Read the rest here, babe:  PART 1  PART 2  PART 3  PART 4  PART 5  PART 6  PART 7  PART 8  PART 9  PART 10

Masterlist and declaration: H E R E

Tagging: @charmed-asylum, @jeyramarie, @pantherxrogers

Before the downfall, there's a ride upon a rollercoaster. Everything is just fine, you feel happy and you have your inner peace to keep.

You feel like you're on the top of the whole world, you’re beyond everything that could ever hurt you. Friends have your side no matter what, you have some fam to live for. At those moments, you never realize that it can all fuck up in an instance. When you look forward in front of yourself, into your future, there's nothing that can go wrong.

You felt it with him, with Fezco. Every kiss felt like a heaven's touch, his clothes were the most comfortable ever and when you snuggled in the evening, you felt nothing like safety in your chest. Maybe Fez wasn't the smartest or the most talkative boy in the hood, but he sure was the kindest one, looking our for you and your safety along with Jules and Rue. Sometimes he took you out of school, sometimes you saw each other in the evening.

You lived for every small moment you could spend with him. So, when after three other months since the fight in front of your school, there was one evening you could sneak out of the house, you immediately took it to your chance and just left to stay at his place even if it was only for one night. You were knocking on the door when the sundown came and you had that smile on your face.

Ashtray had voluntarily left the place when he heard that you should come over, so there was only Fez, you and his nana. But you were calm about her being present because she was out of the world and Fez was taking care of her. As time passed, he let you visit her. You always talked to her in a nice, smooth tone, about the things that occurred in your daily life.

And your parents liked Fezco as well. He was invited to a lot of family hangouts, your mom loved to spend his time with him because he was acting so nice around you. They even framed you a picture of you and him from one of your hikes, when you were hanging on his shoulders with your legs around his waist. He loved to call you a monkey. 

But that was long forgotten when you were standing in front of his flat, knocking on the door, being all nervous about the evening all of a sudden.

"Wazzup', babe?" - The door opened and his tired face looked from behind it. You were proud that you could make him smile only the way you could. No one was able to make him smile except Rue when you were not near.

"Hi, darling." - You whispered and tiptoed to kiss him gently with your eyes closed. - "I have bought those sweets you like so much."

"Yo da best and no-one can tell otherwise." - He hugged you and helped you with your bag. - "Imma help my na, so can you do the coffee? Don't cook, we can order somethin’." - Fez said and disappeared into the back of his place. You made him the coffee as he loved, making some sweet one for yourself and you just laid down on his big plushy sofa, chilling. You were scrolling through your Instagram, adding a picture to your story.

Fez was smiling wildly there, holding a cone with ice-cream, with his hoodie on his head, but you could see how your hand holds yours in that picture. This picture was one of the sweetest you ever took of him. He looked exactly his age there, not tired, his eyes weren't flat at all. He wasn't a dealer. He wasn't someone who dropped out of high school. He was just happy. You could see that he looks really in love at that one.

A girl who was your closest friend back in the town you were living in texted you almost immediately: You two are such a couple goals. 💙

You couldn't say otherwise. The second one who reacted was Rue, of course, as always: Yaaas, slayy queen. She was fangirling over you two a serious lot since you got back together. And you were as well.

"What ya up to? Ya lookin' all happy." - Two hands hugged both of your shoulders in a tight-ish grip. Fez's palms were warm as always. You leaned into his touch.

"I'm here and with you. What should I tell you? That just makes me happy." - You said with a shining smile, leaning the back of your head into his belly, looking him into the face. Everybody could tell you that you were on fucking cloud nine when you were with Fezco. At school, you smiled sometimes, drifting off to the distance a lot, but you felt sad in some way. But it always disappeared when you saw him in front of the school in his car, waiting for you.

"Ya really not too hard to satisfy." - He kissed your forehead for a long time, his eyes closed and when he stood up again, he was smiling. You could tell he had a joint or two. But you were not making a deal out of it. Fez and weed just got along. - "So tell me what ya want, baby girl. Will be orderin' the food for ya."

"Just cheese pizza or some Thai, nothing too expansive. I can have some cereal when I'll be hungry." - You leaned into the sofa, taking another sip of the coffee.

Fezco couldn't take his eyes off you. You had messy hair falling free from your bun and your bit tired eyes, but your smile indicated that you feel safe and safe with him.

"Ya want to lay down for a bit? Will wake ya up when the courier arrives." - Fez asked when he was dialing some restaurant. You leaned into the back of the sofa and leaned your chin into your hands.

"Yep. I think I'm gonna take a big, long nap." - You nodded and raised your chin to his direction. He leaned down to kiss you slowly, but firmly, taking a hold of his palm on your hair. Just holding a fistful of it before actually noticing the phone operator on the other end of the call. He lends you a blanket, making sure that you're warm before dealing with the man or woman on the other side.

You fell asleep for an hour and a half, Fezco massaging your feet and watching the TV while smoking the joint he made for himself. His touch light and gentle and it lullabied you to sleep. You were done for. A gentle kiss into the crook of your neck has woken you up. And a smell of freshly made coffee and some dinner, but you got up because of two big hands around your waist and a body of a gentle bear being pressed on yours. He was pretty heavy sometimes.

Your lips curled into a lazy, happy smile as you hugged the back of his neck with your hand, playing with his short hair. He was like a puppy, kissing your neck gently, playing with curves of your body. He could feel that you're happy and well-rested at the moment.

"I'm up, baby boy. I will get up soon, I swear." - You giggled when you felt the curious tips of his fingers crawling under your t-shirt. Technically, it was his, but you didn't seem to even think about giving it back. It was like he wasn't listening, he was just kissing you more and more intensely, getting into your personal zone. It felt serious all of a sudden, your heart raced and your back started to arch to his chest.

This didn't feel like your normal cuddly session. From a moment to moment, you felt as your body burnt. You... Wanted him. That happened a few times before, but it has never lead anywhere. But that time was different.

He made sure that he found his way to get the blanket off your body, letting you there with your head tilted back and your mouth opened and breathing heavily. Fez was thankful to you for having only your shorts on.

You may have kissed some boys, touch a very few dicks, but no boy ever touched you... Only one of them dared to. It was never with such determination and warmth. 

But this one was different. You feel that Fez is into that a big time. Maybe being high helped him to read you way better. He was defined sure when his nose was raising the shirt up and licked a small way from your belly to your bra.

The dinner was long forgotten as you felt the warmth of his body, the passion of his hands and the love coming from his moves. The t-shirt left your body and you saw as he slowly leaned down to rest his chin on your breasts pushed up with the tight, innocently white bra.

Nothing could happen that night, bud even tho you took a long bath, completely shaved your legs and the rest, taking a duo of undies on. You wished for something to happen, but it was even more than it was in your mind. A palm traveled under your butt, slowly slipping in under your shorts and panties, finding your entrance slowly. You told him nobody ever took you as a woman, of course, you were honest with him.

His fingers only smoothed you a bit, but you moaned out loud. Fezco was unbelievable because you haven't got any idea of how he could reach that part of your body so confidently and gently - that wasn't even possible. He must've broken his hand. He was basically just smoothing over the outer lips, but it felt like he was showing you the space for you.

You hugged his shoulders tightly, opening your mouth and moaned out loud. It was funny for him because as you trembled and wanted him to reach higher, you traveled under him like a boat on the sea. You panted when the hand disappeared from under your pants and you looked at him with a disappointed face. Your gaze met him in the middle and so you asked him why.

"This ain't nothin', baby girl. Gonna show ya more today." - He said with a small smile and slowly took off your fuckingly tight bra. It was some time since he saw your boobs for the last time, in the swimming pool. They were really a masterpiece in his eyes, he was really amused, almost childishly fascinated, by the way how they bounced and how the nipples reacted to his thumb or his tongue so fast. And you were about to go crazy.

You saw porn, how the man could blow your back out, fuck you senselessly, slowly, with desire and passion, but this was so... Real. This was like nothing you've ever seen or feel. His tongue felt wet, hot and firm at the same time, your cheeks were rosy and you feel as you slowly began to sweat. Your heartbeat was off the charts.

"Oh my lord." - You whispered quietly as you felt his hot mouth on your boobs but a cold breeze hugged your crotch when your pants and panties slowly disappeared from your body. He was so smooth that he occupied your mind first and then he did what he planned all along. He was a good player. And you wanted to be played with.

So meanwhile his fingers worked wonders on your boobs, his face suddenly disappeared between your legs. At that moment your eyes opened widely and your mouth made an erotic noise. In a contraction you hugged his jaws with your inner thighs tightly, your body was looking like a bow and your face was just like a painting. You looked so beautiful and lovely when he was eating you our, making slow and intense circles around your clit. And his beard?

That worked fucking wonder between your legs. It was teasing you, adding to the final effect. He swayed his tongue faster and faster and you did something you heard is called riding his face, moving your face in his rhythm.

Some warmth began to concentrate inside of you, directly next to the place where he was working on you. It was more and more intense as the time slowly passed, and when you were more and more tensed, your sounds became louder and higher, heavier because you tried to breathe between the sounds.

Your legs on his back trembled and your feet began to curl when you tried to hold that amazing feeling back. And when his finger caressed your outer lips, you just exploded all around his face. You curled into one big ball and tried to breathe it out, but he worked serious wonders on you. And he didn't stop when you yelled his name between the moans, mainly because of you held his face in your crotch.

It was like his mouth was praising you and just made for your little special place, as you called your pussy. He made you brutally cum without even entering you with a finger. You were completely done.

"That was..." - You whispered and your body just relaxed. You closed your eyes and smiled, being completely out of your mind. So that was a drug so-called orgasm and you were sure that Fez can give you many, many of that.

He watched you when he held your thigh when he was kissing it slowly and his eyes were shining. He was wet all over his mouth and beard. But both of you looked equally contented and happy. You slowly caressed his hair as he caressed you with his hand travel, from your knee up to your bum with delicate moves.

"That was fucking unbelievable." - You whispered and only after he was sure that you won't pass out because of the bliss your brain was occupied with, he climbed to look into your eyes and to kiss your lips, giving you a firm tight kiss, again tugging your hair. You hugged his fully clothed body with your, which was completely naked.

"Ya like a monkey." - Fez murmured with a giggle when he kissed a trail down to your earlobe, tugging it with his teeth.

"And you love it." - You murmured back and clothed yourself with a blanket, crawling back to his arms, leaning your forehead into his neck. You were held in his arms as you were slowly drifting off. So that was how it felt like. Physical love.

Yeah, you have had a hand between your legs, but no-one has ever made love to you. This just simply happened, both of you just wanted it, so you didn't stop and just went with the flow. And you felt like a true woman. Even when your virginity was left untouched.

"Why I have never felt this amazing? Where were you hiding that tongue, baby?" - You asked and slowly put your panties and a t-shirt on when Fez got up to fetch you some food. You curled into a ball, still feeling the sensation in the small bungle of nerves a lot, taking a mug from him. As always, he ordered your all-time favorite, hugging your shoulder with his arm as he leaned you into his body, continuing with watching the TV.

"So ya liked it?" - He asked with an amused tone and took a bite from your meal.

"I want you to eat me out all the fucking time." - You whispered with your lips near to his, then you gave him a quick peck on his lips.

"Alrite, just have a bath, eat a little and have some coffee. We can do it again how many times you would like to, we have the whole nite." - Fez told you with a tired smile and you nodded and put the tip of your nose onto his, before watching the TV again.

Fez was a man of his word and his bed was messy and wet from sweat soon, as his head disappeared between your legs more than two other times. When orgasm swayed your hips for the third time that evening, you felt like you're on the edge of Eden, just about to fall down. Your body was tired, hurting in the best kind of pain and you smiled without having a clue about it. He worked up wonders with you.

It was a strange feeling, having your slit wet from his saliva all over it, it felt too wet, too dripping and too gentle. It was unnatural but somehow natural more than anything else in the world. You also found out that your legs were amazingly flexible - Fezco could put your knees on the bed and it didn't hurt at all, which was a serious fucking surprise for you. The hormones made you flexible like a fucking gymnast.

"This is the best feeling in the whole world." - You whimpered as you took a long breath out, still feeling the slight sensation and vibrations between your legs as Fez cleaned the area around his mouth and plushy beard. But it was somehow strange, to smell yourself and taste yourself within his taste. He had a knowing smile on, feeling sure about making his girl feel good. But even though Fez temped himself with making you cum for the one last time.

You felt his fingers ghosting all over your body, and your eyes caught that it is around eleven p.m. But that didn't play a single role in what were you two doing at that moment.

All of a sudden you felt the sensation and slight pain when something has entered you. For you, it was like going through the first time for another round. Slowly, the first finger entered you; it was practically effortless because of how dripping and relaxed you. A moan came out of your body and your fingers circled around his wrist. Fez hovered above you, supporting his head with his palm and watched your face, showing him that you're in the state of bliss and nothing more.

"Hurts?" - He asked and tried to take his fingers out of you, but your palm stopped him. Instead, you were holding his palm in one place and started to slowly press yourself against his hand. You made it a few times before you let his hand go. That was so much sensation, that you hugged the sheets with your hands firmly - to move against something and to feel it move against you was pleasurable, no matter the pain when you started. Both of you knew about some spot inside of you, but you also knew that if you don't find it, you shouldn't make a big deal out of it.

His lips kissed you all over your neck and boobs as you found euphoria in which you wanted to get lost. You knew that it will end not so long from that moment, but if you could do it until the world end, you would. Only slowly you used one of your hands to get yourself off as he continued to finger you. 

“No. No. No. Stop it, baby.” - You whispered when you felt that everything was about to crumble down inside of your body. 

“Did I hurt you, babe?” - Fez asked quietly with fear in his tone and you caught his face to your palms. You hummed into his face when your hand slowly massaged his body with your fingers. He was all tensed up as you grabbed his junk firmly with your palm. 

“Come on, I want all of you. I mean all of you.” - The sound of your desire-filled voice resonated through his bedroom. Your small, gentle body tried to imprinted into his bigger one, your hand continued to hold his dick and you felt as it was getting harder and harder. 

“This ain't no good idea.” - Fez tried to oppose you, trying to get your hand away, but you were very persistent. You two continued with kissing you, his eyes closed and his fingers tried to make you occupied with something different. But before he was able to make you go away, you were straddling his lap. 

You were all naked, your hair was framing your face and your smile was the happiest one that Fez saw on you. Your smooth move made him sit up and you slowly helped him with undressing his sweater. You loved that boy no matter what - he maybe was not the athletic one around, his body had a lot of scars on it, but it was no matter for you. 

For the first time forever, you pressed your naked body onto his, feeling how warm he is. His skin was so smooth to you, it felt like a flame was consuming your whole body. Then you helped him with taking his pants down.

The kiss you had peppered your body with was as smooth as he were, or so you thought. You moved slowly, caressing every inch you could reach with the tips of your fingers, all you wanted was to be one person with him, you wished to just melt into his body, to feel his warmth and love. Slowly, you started to undress his jeans, kissing his pelvis, making small circles on that bone. 

You took everything out of his body, his boxers, his denim jeans, you were making him vulnerable. Fezco was unable to stop you at that moment. Fezco felt weak because of how good you were making him feel. 

And when you licked his shaft down for the first time, the weed made him do a big, happy smile. He loved to give good eating out sessions but even more, he loved to receive a blow job from someone. 

Even tho you were doing it for the first time, you were really good at it. Your mouth was taking a good portion of his dick down until the tip of his hock tickled the entrance to your throat. From the porn, you have watched through you knew that you should play with the second part of his junk to make it way more pleasurable for him. Your mouth was warm and wet so soft that it made him three times harder. 

After a while, you smiled at him, still smoothing his shaft slowly, kissing his upper thigh gently. His face was seriously looking happy, he was on cloud nine. Your nails drugged into his skin harshly. 

“Come here, lover boy.” - The tone of your voice was deep and full of lust. You were on your pills, so you were completely calm about everything. Or at least you hoped that everything will be fine in the end. The feeling of wanting got into you again - the first time, you wanted to be with him. Now, you wanted him to be inside of you.

When you two laid down and snuggled for a bit, you opened your eyes with sudden pain. He took you by surprise. Not that he did a full invasion into your pussy, but it... Somehow hurt when you felt how his dick stretched you.

Without waiting, you put your fingers on his neck, caressing within slow motions. You tried to be calm and of course, he had to feel it when he was almost three inches inside at that point. But you felt like a fucking velvet, hot and wet, being all tight around his dick.

Your lips felt his trying to kiss you, so your head naturally followed Fez as his tongue slipped on your lips, kissing you hungrily with his fingers tangled into your hair. You moaned into his mouth as the rest of him slipped inside, putting your fingers onto his breasts in a slight shock, your legs putting further so his whole ass could take a place between your legs.

As you heard from your friends, the first moves were the most unpleasing, hurting ones. When those were happening, you just firmly closed your eyes, hummed into his lips at high frequency with a wrinkle between your eyebrows.

Your body tried to capture that experience as a whole, the slapping sounds your skin made when his body collided with yours, how strangely warm and sweaty both your bodies were, how strangely soft his skin was yet how tight and firm his muscles were as he pounded into your body with rhythm. It was a sloppy one, a slow one full of desire. His ass was moving steadily and slowly, you started to relax, every muscle inside of you accepted the way he was moving inside of you. 

At that time, you felt that only moaning will not keep him in one place, so you started to talk shily. You parted your lips, taking his cheeks into your palms, making him look you in the eyes. 

“You're doing me so well, baby.” - A whimper came out of your lips between you tried to breathe normally. - “You can go harder. Just like that, just like that.” - You did not expect it to work, but it truly made him go faster and a bit rougher. That made you roll your eyes to the back of your head as your lips parted and another sound came out of your lips. 

“Y/N.” - Fez whispered and his back arched a bit, making him go even deeper and a bit harder. When all of your friends told you about their first time, they told you that it hurts like fuck. But you didn't seem to even notice, the more your legs went wider and wider, the more you felt how pleasurable it was and the wetter and flexible inside. 

You seriously didn't know how long it all have lasted, but somehow you felt how his pace became seriously sloppy. Fezco could feel his body burning, because of how good it all felt, he was on the top of the world. He would swear that he never had sex which was so good. No girl made him feel so good before you and your tight pussy. 

The sweaty drops were running all over his body, down his back to his chest, he lasted for a long, long time. It was more than fifteen minutes, which was a seriously good score. Nails were running down his back when your hard tilted backward with your eyes firmly closed. 

Fezco could feel how your fingers on your clit and his body was curling and tensing as you started to slowly orgasm. You left your second hand on the side of his face and just seconds before cumming all over his cock, your stares connected. And then, you screamed loudly as you began to shake a bit in a blissful state. You were mumbling his name again, again and again like a magical spell mixing it with oh my dear fucking lord.

He was done for in the next seconds. Fezco couldn't even breathe, he slowly collapsed onto your body as he kissed your neck down. Your body was all salty and wet from sweat. You just circled your hands around his back, gently kissing it on the top of his head, playing with his beard. His eyes were closed and he breathed loudly, but you could see a huge smile all over his face. 

“So what do you say?” - Your silent voice whispered. - “How was it like?”

“I have never so fuckin' good in my whole life.” - Fezco said back voicelessly. After that, you just covered yourself in blankets and he almost immediately fell asleep naked, hugging your body in a tight grip with his head on your naked boobs.

One last photo was added to your Instagram story that night. It showed Fezco laying all over your body like a huge, gentle bear, your naked upper thigh was peeking out of your intertwined bodies and your hand was holding his head on its place. 

And you felt safe and loved at that moment. 

#fezco x reader #fezco euphoria #fezco hbo #fezco imagine #euphoria hbo #smut bitches #i am back in the fucking game #for you #you thirsty greedy beasts #i love u #mount everest ain't got shit on us

[miss-pearlescent]

Omg so ur pearlescent from aff??? I had no idea lmao I just found the existence of that place and I’ve been following you here on tumblr for months 😂 ur fics are so fckn good 🥺 I’m waiting after exams to sit down and binge read all ur works in aff especially the truth hurts I bookmarked it so quickly but then my ass scrolled through the comments 😭 shouldn’t have done that but anyways what’s done 😂 and I saw something abt an epilogue on here?

Oh woooow thank you! I’ve once again ditched aff because I just never remember to go there (I barely go onto tumblr half the time u_u) but thank you for your support over there too ^^ I hope your exams went well!!! I know school is super tough right now no matter where you are, so I hope you are crushing those exams >:)

And the link for the epilogue is here, though I don’t think it’s a very good epilogue from what I remember L M F A O.

[celandineitsaflowerdickward]

Get to know the writer artist tag. I was tagged by the lovely lovely @thesunandthestarss thanks Hay 😘

Name: helló you may call me Deedeh, nice to meet u

Star sign: Im a Virgo sun, Scorpio moon and Cancer rising, psa i have a LOT of watersign in my chart, im an emotional bitch - yes im very into astrology how could you tell?? (i know barely jack shit tho, had to text my friend cause i actually was unsure if i mixed my moon and rising)

Height: 165- ish?? idk i think thats 5′4 in feet

Hogwarts House: ... gryffindor - i think it was nearly a tie w ravenclaw - which is what i wanted *sigh*

Favorite animal: idk if i have a favorite, but bruh i love ferrets i want 2 at some point just cause i have some funny pun names, and cause theyre so adorable!!!

Average hours of sleep: 6 💀 - i try my fckn best to correct it but ya know - also like tumblr tho and fics 👀

Current time: 6:53 am, was filling this out last night but then i got tired cause ^ya know my sleep schedule is currently wack

Blankets I sleep with: i sleep with one comforter usually, (change between summer and winter comforter) sometimes i sleep with an extra blanket or two if im freezing, wait i did also sleep with just a sheet during this summer cause it was so hot

Cats or Dogs: cats. Ive grown up w cats, and just what lovely little sassy things they are, dogs are great dont get me wrong and i defintley want one at some point, just saw a video of a subway dog an teared up

Dream job: right now im feeling quite lost on that front, my internship just kinda sucks atm., but i wanna do freelance fashion, i would love to be able to just move around after jobs and live different places. Idk if im ever gonna be talented enough but working on wardrobe on tv shows, and movies - lol im even kind of nervous writing it here, but yeah thats a dream baby :)) also working on my art lately have made me dream of doing some comissions, not as a full time but a dream side job ;))

When I made my blog: ughh i a year or a year and a half ago? i think? - made it during last summer i think, i didnt really use it much tho, like i lurked around for a good bit, reblog some posts, but mainly without much comment. I posted my own post right after the 4x17, (to ask if i should watch it) lol a great place to start huh? 😂 after that i stared slowly using it more

Followers: 25, love my little bunch 😘

Why I made this tumblr: tumblr was kind of a thing id heard of a lot growing up, seemed so ‘mYstEriouSs’, ahhaha no but really id known of tumblr, and screen shots of funny tumblr post kept poping up on my pinterest, besides id heard of fanficton on tumblr, and so my interest reached a peak where i was like: “imma just go for it”

Reason for URL: Celandines are a special flower to me, they mean joys to come, and i wanted a *sPicY* tumblr name like id seen, so the “its a flower dickward” came from: i had changed my youtube name (no i dont have a channel lol) to Celandine and commented on a s3 sweetwater secrets video w Leanne Aguilera and she read it out loud and was like “idk if im saying that right sry” (she did ;) and thats where the its a flower dickward part came from 😊 My instagram idk, i just brainstormed some instagram names w Celandine and i thought Celandime was fun the _ was added cause the other was taken - My ao3 name was just another idea for my instagram handle that i just decided to use there. 

But also for all of my handles - i also just wanted something that wasnt tied to a specific fandom, cause i knew i wanted to fan over loads, and diffrent fandoms and also wouldnt have to change if i left one. 

Tagging: @stonerbughead  @literatiruinedme  idk if you have already done it but 💕

#tag game #get to know the artist #💕 #i love asks and tag games #this was fun #thanks for tagging me Hayley #alright imma go shower and get ready for work now

[disso-queen]

Hope you all are doing okay in this continued weird time. We’re still sheltered in place and working from home, I think our last day in office was March 17. My county is I think officially in phase two? I’ll be honest, I don’t know what it means. It might be socially irresponsible of me and inherently privileged, but I’ve pretty much avoided all news except for the local neighborhood groups. I make sure I’m wearing a mask and maintaining distance, but I just can’t handle everything else right now. Having to isolate that soon after such a big loss has been difficult. But still trying to be productive. 

Started to clear my yard of weeds. The property is a quarter acre. 

Gave up doing the yard after I worked probably a total of 12 hours and only managed to clear a couple of spots.

Hired two guys my godfather highly recommended. They came yesterday and cleared the whole front yard in 4.5 hours, proving the value of skilled labor. 

They said they’ll bill me when the whole yard is done. They come back next week with heavier tools to clear the backyard. It’s not a beauty job, but that isn’t what I needed. I needed skill and muscle to come in and fckn level the monster weeds. 

I didn’t realize how much anxiety the yard was giving me until the guys left yesterday and I saw the front yard leveled, it felt like such a weight off.

One of the yard guys is interested both in my old dirtbike and my dad’s Mazda Miata. I offered a good price on both because he’s a good guy. He wanted the grill too, I told him he can have it if he hauls it off. Fingers crossed he wants all three.

Once the weeds are cleared I can go in and try to make it look pretty, maybe plant some things. I’ll also get the fence guys back to rebuild the back fence finally. One of the fence guys wants the tile sitting in my front yard, so that is more crap to a good home.

I think we might start taking down the plastic car tent in the front as well that my dad used as a shop, which means all that will be left in the front yard are some large toolboxes, the HD bike trailer, and the cab-over camper. I’ll be cleaning the camper soon to get it ready to sell.

I’m lucky that I still have a job and still have my benefits. I’m not getting paid as much because my billables aren’t as high, but my expenses are lower so who can complain. I haven’t had to dip in to savings yet, but I will likely have to for the yard work and the fence. It’s worth it.

Despite having income, I think financial anxiety is just here to stay, particularly during these uncertain times.

Attempted waxing my face and legs. I still have both of my eyebrows, so I’ll count it as a success. I’ll use my esthetician when her business is open again, but I might continue waxing my legs instead of shaving. I refuse to cut my own hair, it can wait.

I’ve been starting to learn how to cook, it’s about time.

Pup is loving this, we’re going to start working on his leash training because he is like flying a kite in a hurricane, a 90lb kite.

Trying to do more workouts and practice more mindfulness. I’m mindful I’m not good at it.

I was supposed to take the bar last July, but Dad died days before it, ended up dipping out of February because I could not get my head on straight, trying to figure out what is happening for the September bar.

Need to see if I can move the permit process along at all with this house now.

#cara speaks #the swamp witch lives

[starsandsunlight]

Cliff’s Edge

Summary: Euron Greyjoy has never feared death until it’s you, the only woman he has ever loved, dying in front of him.

Pairing: Euron Greyjoy x reader

Word Count: 1,800

Warnings: Death, language, gore, implied rape

A/N: Because Euron’s ending was … well, it was something, and I thought something better could’ve been done in that cove than a fckn bro smackdown. And there’s basically no Euron fics out there so please enjoy some soft grieving murdering trash pirate king

Gasping, you stagger out of the water and collapse onto the shore. You sprawl out on your back to stare up at the smoke-filled sky as you clutch your bleeding side, punctured from a sharp piece of the ship that had flown in the explosion like flaming shrapnel.

You didn’t think it would end like this – not with a surrender from King’s Landing and definitely not with the Dragon Queen ignoring the white flag, becoming every bit her father’s daughter as she burned and charred the city and its inhabitants into oblivion.

If you were going to die, though, you’re at least thankful that it’s this way, quietly on the shore, instead of a brutal, thrashing demise like that of the poor bastards Daenerys is incinerating up above you.

Still clutching at your ruined torso, you hiss as you shift yourself up to sit, your back against the wet rocks. It takes everything in you to not scream out as the struggle to get your boots off sends searing pain radiating through you. You figure that, if you’re going out, you might as well enjoy the last touch of the sea against your skin. To surrender yourself to the ocean that gave you life, to the Drowned God at last.

Your vision is blurring and so you close your eyes, trying to block out the faint screams and resounding thuds of a city falling to ruin, trying to instead focus on the rhythmic beat of the tide, the feel of the cold sand beneath your fingertips.

You only wish Euron was here with you, one last time.

Even before you were together, you were always together—running around the Iron Islands playing hide and seek as kids. Breaking into his family’s wine cellar, taking what you could carry to the highest cliffs, laying side by side drunk and content as you surveyed the world, trading plans for what could be when you ruled together.

But you didn’t stay with him to just dream, you stuck it out through the nightmares, choosing to leave the Islands with him in his exile. You felt thousands of miles from the days of hide and seek with him as it turned to him seeking you out immediately after battles, finding you usually bloodied and exhausted, but standing in triumph with him on deck. And then you’d celebrate and laugh and fuck each other for hours in triumph below. And when you were taken by the Summer Islanders, it was Euron who used every one of his resources to get you back to him, slaughtering every single man who could’ve even come close to touching you, his one true queen.

You were the only one who challenged him, encouraged him, loved him. And he loved you so much for it. You were both made for chaos, made for each other. Two souls intertwined.

“Y/N!”

Your heart leaps as you hear Euron before you see him, your first reaction being that you surely must have died because how in the Seven Kingdoms, through all of that carnage and insanity, could he still have made his way to you? Your dizzy head swims, blurry eyes now open and trying their best to focus. But he’s closer now and you can see him clearly as he drops to his knees in front of you, an overwhelming sense of relief filling you as your heart tells you this is real.

You murmur his name, a faint smile appearing across your pale countenance.

Euron was panicked when he first crawled onto shore and saw you slumped against the boulders, but now it’s deep, icy fear that grips him as he hears how weak your voice is, sees just how much red covers your body.

He shakes his head as if his refusal to accept what’s before him will stop it, stop you from fading.

“I’ll gut that silver-haired bitch for what she did to you, she’ll wish she’d never been—“

“Euron.”

His eyes widen as your soft tone cuts him off, and now it’s your turn to shake your head, strangely calm as you try to nudge his bloodied hands off your chest, knowing the damage has already been done. In the last however minutes you have with him, you don’t want to spend it on vengeance.

And then his lips are against yours, your arm wrapping around his neck to bring him as close as you can as you block out the pain to savor the ferocity of his kiss, warm and iron-tinged, breathing him all in, the familiar scent of salt and blood and something distinctly masculine. You feel all of him, the rage and pain and devotion.

You love all of him. And he loves all of you. You feel this so deeply in your bones as you break apart, foreheads together and your eyes finally stinging with tears.

“It shouldn’t be you.”

Euron’s voice is hoarse, weighted with emotion and you pull back to cup his face in your hand, your eyes locking on his, on the grey blue swirls you’ve always been pulled in by.

“Even the Krakken can’t stop death, love.”

You start to cough and Euron shifts himself against the rock, bringing you into his arms with a tenderness that nobody would believe unless they saw it.

You sit like this in silence for a few breaths as you let yourself be lulled by the sound of his heartbeat.

Euron exhales, brushing his lips against your hair. “It was always for us, you know that.” He pauses as he swallows, trying to hold back the pain threatening to overtake him. For always having something to say, he now struggles to find the words to convey what you made him feel, how madly in love with you he was. Mad enough to take on the entire world if it meant you could be together on the throne, like you’d always dreamed of.

“Everything I did.”

“I know.” You start to cough again, this time more violently, spitting out blood with as much force as you can muster in your condition. You muster a weak laugh and gaze up at him, hoping you can see his trademark grin back. “Fucking dragons.”

But Euron can’t smile back because he feels himself breaking. Through everything, you had been by his side. After he got you back from the Summer Islanders, he swore he’d never let you be taken from him again. But you’re right -- there’s no clever line, no blunt axe that he can use to stop the God of Death.

For the first time in his life, he has to admit defeat. He just never thought it would rip through him like this, searing every cell in his body. He didn’t fear death, he had looked it too many times in the face to do so, and he had always felt invincible-- especially with you by his side. After your capture he truly believed he would keep you safe until his last breath, and he never stopped to consider any reality that didn’t have you in it.

He takes a deep breath, blinking profusely in his best effort to hold it together, but the storm inside him is too strong.

“Y/N, look at me. Please.”

You shift yourself to look up at him again and the despair glistening in his eyes breaks all your resolve, and you can’t stop the tears from coming. Euron grabs your face in both his shaking hands, caressing your cheek in adoration but his voice is as fierce as ever:

“There’s no realm, no heaven, no hell, that will ever keep me from you.” He kisses you again, his gentleness a contrast to his previous tone, and he pulls back, smoothing away the damp, blood-soaked strands of hair off your forehead to place another tender kiss there. “My true queen.”

“And my true king.” The tears keep coming and you can feel the air getting harder to breathe, the world starting to blur at its edges. So you just do your best to focus on Euron, tracing his jawline with your fingertips. “You promise you’ll find me, ok?”

His blazing eyes stay locked on yours as he nods, catching your hand in his to kiss your knuckles.

“Promise.”

And the last thing you see in this world is the tear running down his face, and he feels your grip on his shirt slacken as the final bit of life drains from your beautiful face, your last words barely audible of the roar of the sea, but he catches each and every one:

“Even in death, I’ll never stop loving you.”

“Y/N?”

You’ve gone limp against him, eyes staring without saying, but it doesn’t stop him from calling your name over and over, a desperate plea he knows won’t be answered.

And his broken scream echoes amongst the rocks and the waves, unheard and unacknowledged. The Krakken’s heart may be beating, but he’s been slain.

It’s hours before he is finally able to get up from your side, surrendering your still body to the ocean, numb to the core as he watches you vanish beneath the waves.

And then he waits in that cove for two days, letting the dust settle and for the Mad Queen to take her throne. He waits long enough for her to get comfortable, thinking that no one who could’ve possibly survived her attack would dare challenge her.

But she doesn’t account for water’s power to extinguish fire.

It’s easier than he thought, getting to her, finding her amongst the ruins in what appears to be an argument with her dwarf Hand. There’s only one of those Unsullied around, at a far enough distance, for he too must have been drawn into a fall sense of security after the destruction his Queen brought.

If he can sneak up on the Iron Fleet, he can sure as hell take down one Targaryen.

And he does, not wasting a breath as he slits her throat, the last thing Daenerys hears his low, murderous tone in her ear: “This is for my queen.”

And then he falls beside her as Greyworm’s spear pierces through him, and through his sputtering coughs he laughs, loud and clear echoing throughout the ruined city. He’s never had a fear of death, especially now, because he knows it’s where he’all see you again.

He knows he’ll find you. If he has to wander through a thousand immortal planes, burn in a thousand hells, he will be by your side again. And when he is, nothing, no one, will ever be able to separate you from him again -- an eternal union of an immortal king and his beloved queen. A beautiful rule that will never end, what you had always dreamed about. Together, forever and always.

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