#i'm an idiot who can't remember names lol

[motherloads]

Meet Me in the Pale Moonlight

Disclaimer: I absolutely love Jenny in the film! Too bad I like writing miscommunication. No bashing of Jenny!

The reader was supposed to be brooding and menacing? But she’s a wreck with a symbiote lol.

My spanish is also pretty meh in writing despite being Mexican myself. I speak better than I write! Pls keep that in mind ◡̈

Summary: The reader watches on the sidelines as Jenny and her longtime crush, Jaime Reyes become close to one another. Being Milagro's closest friend, she dreads when she has to come over and see the lovebirds.

But who says her little friend would allow this to happen? And who says what she sees is true?

->Pairings: Jaime Reyes x F!Reader

-> Use of (Name).

-> Marvel/DC crossover (mentioned Eddie Brock, Peter Parker, and relations to other fic)

->Warning: So much miscommunication, murder talk, and spinal cord removal :(

Once again, please ignore grammar mistakes.

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I'm the sweetest girl in town so why are you so mean? When you gonna ditch that stupid, you got? It's me you should be seeing.

"Are you just going to continue to stare?" Milagro questions her close friend, who stares at her brother with a pair of love-sick eyes. "Dude, just go talk to him."

"Can't really do that," Her friend hums in response, "Look, Kord is walking over to him. Now he's going to have the brightest smile ever and then they'll hug Then she's going to pat him on the back and start helping him with your house remodel. Look! They're doing it!"

Exactly at that point, Jaime laughs as Jenny pushes him over, grabbing the paintbrush on her own and assisting him with the cream-colored outer walls. Jaime shakes his head in response, nudging her back.

"So what? I'm his sister, and what I can tell you is that they are NOT together. They're just really good friends!" Milagro explains, quieting down when Jaime looks over. "Come on, clear it up. I don't want to see my best friend so sad."

"I'm grieving," She pouts, lowering herself into the chair, "You don't see what I see. They are definitely together."

"Si no lo preguntas, nunca vas a saber," Another voice exclaims. Both girls turn their heads to her mother who shakes her head at them. "Don't be shy! I don't want my future daughter-in-law to lose her chance."

Feeling her face heat up, she looks away from the older woman's words. "I know he's your son, but I can't. I'm sorry."

Maybe if you weren't such a pussy, you would have gotten the guy. Does the K-dramas we watch together not mean anything?

The sudden voice caused her to jump straight into her seat. Narc had been quiet since she had arrive at the Reyes’ house hold. She hadn’t expected them to speak at all since he rarely did when she was at their residence. At first, it was off putting to never hear the familiar voice, but she slowly grew used to the silence.

Born out of wedlock from the original symbiote, Narc had been the symbiote who had begun their stay before she arrived in this Universe. They were the only connection she had to the life she once had. Or was it the other being stuck here as well? She wasn’t sure, she ignored all contact to the woman connected to her in more ways than one.

"K-Dramas are not real, idiot." She hissed under her breath.

"Did you say something, Mija?" Mrs. Reyes questions, resting her hand under the woman's chin. "You often talk to yourself, just like little Jaime."

"Mama!" Jaime calls out, "I'm not little anymore! Come on, don't tell her that!"

"You are little, cabrón. Don't you remember the incident? Naked con tus chiquito huevitos." His Uncle Rudy cackles, "Don't you remember that, ama?"

Their Nana shakes her head in response, smiling broadly at the memory. Milagro begins to laugh as well while Jenny sits beside the girls with a small nod in the direction of (Name). She returns the gesture, crossing her hands as she ignored how hard her heart hammered.

"I'm lost," (Name) murmurs, "So, so lost...But anyway, I have to head out. Thank you for having me!"

"Come by anytime, (Name)." Jaime grins, walking up to her and hugging the girl tightly, "Just remember to ignore anything they say about me, okay? Don't want them ruining anything."

"They're your family, I don't think they are capable of doing so," She pats his back, looking down at Milagro who fake kisses the air in front of her. Jenny seems to notice as she raises her eyebrows at the duo still hugging.

"You can let me go now, Jaime." (Name) murmurs into his ear, "Don't want her getting the wrong idea."

Jaime pulls away, smiling at the girl in front of him. His eyes flickered down for a second before he looked back at her, "Sorry?" She smiles sadly at him as she moves towards her vehicle. She refuses to look at the family behind her as she hears the conversation pick up again.

I think we should kill her.

"Absolutely not. There is a new hero here, Narc. We can't just murder a well-known figure and expect to get away with it." She groans, buckling her seat belt. She looks back at the family once more as she shifts her gear to drive.

We've done it once. And we can do it again.

"I don't think killing the Green Goblin counts for anything! He was already crazier than us, so the headlines were thanking us!" She exclaims.

His brain was nasty anyway.

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"Do you think Blue Beetle is cool?" Milagro asks, absentmindedly moving her straw around in boredom. "Personally, I think he's a huge nerd. What do you think?"

"Who says you can bother me on my shift?" (Name) frowns, cleaning the bar top in front of her, "And how did they let you in?"

"I have my ways," Milagro grins, "Answer my question. I need to know."

"I think he's...unique? From the news I have seen of him, it's obvious he is of Hispanic Descent. His suit is otherworldly, so I'm assuming it's some kind of alien tech he is using. Definitely not Superman, though." (Name) shrugs, moving the alcoholic beverages aside as she begins assisting the bartenders alongside her.

"Do you think he's cute under his mask?" Milagro leans closer, "Would you date him?"

I would eat him.

"I wouldn't eat him," (Name) responds instead. She pauses as the conversation around her began to quiet down. Some stared at her while others whispered to their compadres nearby.

"I...didn't ask that? I asked if you think he's cute and if you would date him. Dude, where the hell is your mind thinking right now?" Milagro whispers, eyeing the men nearby, "God, I’ve always hated this bar. A bunch of chismosos who are almost always cheating on their wives here. They're always eyeing you too. How do you handle that?"

"First, I can't tell if Blue Beetle is cute based on his voice. Second, I wouldn't date him since I am sooo hung up on your brother." Milagro snorts. "Lastly, this is the only bar that offers the minimum wage. I can handle drunk men well, I've always had."

The conversation began to pick up again as most began focusing on the news displayed in front of them. Blue Beetle was shown on live television, fighting off rogue soldiers from Victoria Kord's force. Despite the woman being long gone, the impact she made had not quite disappeared.

"I knew you were still into him! I say you ask him out! You ain't a homewrecker if he isn't in a relationship!"

"Didn't you say Kord and Jaime kissed? That your whole family cheered for the couple?"

"A fluke! It's a fluke I swear, but it is complicated! Just ask Jaime, please? It would be so cool for us to be family."

"If our lives are ever in danger at this very bar, then I'll ask." (Name) turns away from Milagro's eyes, "That means it will never ha-"

Her voice gets cut off when bullets begin hitting the bar's windows, causing the occupants to duck down to safety. Many of the drunken men tried to escape but most were quickly shot down by the bullets.

Milagro screams, ducking down into a crouch as the bullets continue. (Name) ignores the danger as she maneuvers her way through the destruction. She grabs Milagro, forcing the girl to look her in the eyes. "I need you to hide behind the bar, okay? The bullets won't get you. We will protect you.”

"W-who's we?" Milagro cries as (Name) pushes her behind the bar. There was silence for a moment as screams echoed in the bar. "(Name)? Where are you going?" She pushed Milagro down, moving her way from the bar corner as she looked at the bodies around her. Many men stayed below tables, looking at her in fear as she counted the people alive.

"Nobody get up. It’s not ove-" Her words get cut off when bullets pierce through her whole body. She is flung against the countertop as a bullet pierces too close to her heart. She hears her name being called out as Milagro tries to find her way to the woman.

She smiles at the tear-stained face in her vision. The fear in the other girl's eyes was evident as she continued to scream her name. At that moment, smoke bombs are thrown through the window. The screams had begun to mesh together, the fog covering the vision of the little who were still alive.

She feels the blood oozing out of her mouth, the familiar metallic filling up her mouth. She sputters, not being able to breathe.

It's your turn.

My turn.

Shoes stepping on glass were all everyone heard as the perpetrators stepped through the mess they caused. They held their gun up in return, moving through the fog stealthily. As they communicated with one another, they grew unnoticed by the thing they had angered.

"Find the Reyes girl. She is to be left alive." One spoke up, "Kill every survivor." The main soldier calls out. They await the confirmation of the others but they hear nothing. "I need an affirmative."

The soldier gets smacked in response, feeling themselves recoil from the weight against their body. When they look down at the unfamiliar weight, they begin to scream.

The weight crushing them was there comrade. Left unrecognizable with no head in sight. The blood wafts through their mask. They begin to gag as they try to pull the body off of them. They freeze up when a bloodied helmet rolls closer. Empty and dented, the helmet hits their shoe with a loud clank.

The fog begins to clear up, displaying the mess left behind. The soldier tensed when they noticed the bodies presented around the room. Many hung from the lights, their necks cracking from the added weight of their helmet. Others were hazardously thrown against tables. One had a table leg pierced through their helmet.

"Why must humans be so selfish? Is this fun for you, you pathetic piece of shit?" The soldier whimpers in response, turning their eyes away from the figure crouching in front of their face.

The creature, despite crouching, was still overlooking the only soldier left alive. The disarray and multi-color of the night sky reflected back to the onlookers who began to murmur about the new being. They tilt their head and leaned closer to the soldier, their bright, soulless eyes stared into the helmet. They licked the sharp smile forming from the fear they felt radiating off the soldier.

"Unlike the Blue Beetle, we do not care about the lives of our victims. What do you think happens next?"

"W-What the hell are you?"

"If you must know, my host has named us Narc. Will you beg for your life now?"

The Soldier rips their helmet off, looking at Narc with a look of fear, "Please. Please. I'm sorry. I'll never do this again, please!"

"He had once told us the same. You are just like the others. Pathetic. Unworthy. A perfect meal."

A scream is ripped through his victim's vocal cords as Narc bites down. Blood seeped through their mouth as they ripped out the spinal cord in one sharp turn. Narc stands, spitting their leftovers to the side.

"Hey, ugly!" A voice called out, "What the hell are you doing, man?"

Narc cranes their neck towards the entrance of the bar, watching as Blue Beetle floated at his place. They both stared at each other, unmoving.

"Blue Beetle!" A voice calls out, Milagro moving from her hiding spot to the blue-and-black-clad hero. "My friend is gone! She was just--where is she?" She turns her head towards Narc, who stares down at the shaking girl.

"Get away from it!" Blue Beetle yells, flying through the bar as he centers himself between Milagro and Narc. "Take it up with me and not the civilians!"

"He just--he ate all the soldiers--" Milagro gasps, stepping behind Blue Beetle, "I saw what he did--"

"You--What the hell are you?" Blue Beetle points his palms toward Narc, who continues to stare in silence.

"Does my figure scare you? I can hear your heartbeat." Narc cranes their head towards Milagro. Blue Beetle blocks her from their eyesight. “Worry not, we do not hurt the innocent.”

With those words, Narc feels their familiar bulking figure die down to their less impending figure. The duo are lost for words at the new figure presented in front of them.

"I'm so sorry I think I misgendered you--" Milagro's eyes stayed pinned to the pair of boobs Narc had.

"Where's (Name)?" Blue Beetle turns his head around, "Khaji-Da says she is still here! She was working, right?" His questions are to Milagro.

None of the three seemed to notice the survivors running out of the bar.

"She is here. With me." Narc hums, moving closer to Blue Beetle, "Is Khaji-Da your symbiote?"

"Symb--what? What do you mean (Name) is with you?"

"Jaime Reyes. You are a host are you not?"

"Stop avoiding my questions! Where is she?! How do you know my name--That is not my name! I do not know Jaime Reyes. Do you?"

"I have known of the scarab on your back since the beginning. Do not worry, (Name) remains clueless, for now."

"Why are you saying her name as if you know her?" Milagro questions.

Narc purrs, tilting their head closer to Blue Beetle who stepped back hesitantly. "We have known each other for a long time. We are bonded together until she dies. She is my key to survival in your world. She is me. I am her. We are one. We are Narc."

“Like Narcotics? Did she get you from a drug? She doesn’t seem like the type to do drugs.” Milagro questions, stepping closer to the duo, “And why are you so close? I can smell you from here!”

“We are host and symbiote. We am not from here, you see. Your alien won’t know of us.”

Milagro and Blue Beetle share a look, communicating with silent words. Blue Beetle lowers his hand, allowing Narc to step closer. The symbiote smiles, their purrs growing louder.

“I see why she likes you.”

With those words, Narc sinks into (Name)'s skin, leaving the woman defenseless from the eyes of her long-time crush and friend. She drops to the floor, her wounds patching over themselves with a familiar goo.

Blue Beetle drops to the floor, bringing (Name) close to his body. He rocks her back and forth as Milagro stumbles beside him. Her eyes were bloodshot and the tears that disappeared has formed all over again.

"Why didn't she tell us? Why didn't she tell me?" Blue Beetle, now Jaime who removed his helmet. He leans his forehead on the woman and murmurs into her hair. He kisses her temple as Milagro continues to cry.

"Why didn't she tell us her hero name is literally short for Narcotics?!"

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(Name) awakes to a horrible headache splintering her head. She groans as she shifts closer to the warmth of an unfamiliar body. She nuzzles in closer to the warmth, groaning at the light against her eyelids.

"Narc turn off the lights...I feel like I've just been shot." She moans, gripping her blanket tighter against her body, "I'm going out with Milagro later. I have to go buy cat food..."

"Milagro is taking care of Eddie, don't worry." A familiar voice whispers against her head, "Just go back to sleep. I'll block the sunlight."

"Thanks, Jaime..." Processing the name that came out, she jumps away from the warmth. She stares at Jaime, who stares back in equal shock and sleepiness. His hair was a mess, pointing in different directions. She presses her hand to her mouth, gasping behind it.

"Oh my god. We didn't have sex, did we? If so, that would be awkward because you are my best friend's brother and you literally have a girlfriend. I can't even get drunk so it's impossible for me to forget--oh my god am I in your house?"

"Hey, Hey," Jaime soothes her, smiling at the woman freaking out in his bed, "We didn't have sex and we were not drunk. You were...shot multiple times and some things came to light, but it's okay now, I promise."

"I'm still sleeping in your bed though! You could have left me, being shot doesn't stop me! We were holding each other?! What would Kord think if she saw this now?" She grips the unfamiliar sweater covering her body, feeling her legs shift through from under the sheets and hit against Jaime's.

"Jenny? What about Jenny? We aren't...We aren't dating if that's what you're worried about." Jaime grabbed her by the face, locking eyes with her who looked anywhere but him. "I can't just leave you when you were hurt."

"Milagro said you two kissed."

"We did once have feelings for each other. But it's long gone now, it was just a...heat of a moment kind of thing." Jaime brings her cheeks towards his chest, which she just noticed had nothing covering him from her eyes. Her hands stopped short on his stomach. She felt his stomach flutter in response.

"Besides, I like someone else. I like you."

She feels her heart stop at his confession.

Knew it.

"No shit." She exclaims, looking up at Jaime who smiles down at her doe-like look.

"I do." He whispers back. They both stared at one another until he leaned closer to her face. She felt his breath fan her face as she wrinkled her nose.

"You stink." She snorts, moving her hands to the back of his neck. He laughs at her words.

"Yours smells much worse. Now, come here--" She cuts him off, smashing her lips to his. He holds her waist, bringing her to sit on his lap. Her tongue finds his, leaning closer as her hand moves to stay on his chest. Biting his lip, she softly sucks it lightly. She opens her eyes to find his eyes half-lidded, enjoying the moment.

When she pulls away, her lips find his neck, kissing down to his collarbone. Pulling her hand back to his neck, she inhales his scent.

"Couldn't have waited until I was asleep. You are always like this. The same exact way with Peter Parker."

They both jump at the new voice, turning their heads towards Narc who floated their head around the room, reading the boxes that held different items. She turns her head to Jaime, eyes wide, waiting for him to begin screaming.

"Narc-uh. They explained more about your origins with each other. After finding them standing in a bloodbath, Milagro and I thought the worst had happened but someone--something told me to let Narc explain."

"They told you about our.... situationship?" She questions, gripping onto Jaime's bicep. "You're supposed to be running away--not making out with me!"

"And you! You aren't supposed to be out. You're grounded!" She growls, pulling Jaime's face into the crook of her neck, "You told him everything, huh? Why can't you ever keep secrets? She'll be angry our cover was blown!"

She ignored the look Narc gives, opting to continue her rant, “Asshole, is it because I’m not letting you meet Red Robin? You know it isn’t allowed!”

"The other youngling saw you get shot. Was I supposed to act as if I ate you instead?"

"Actually, yes! Nobody is supposed to know, you promised. We promised Eddie."

"You made a promise to your cat?" Jaime's muffled voice questions. Despite the situation, he bites her neck. "Who is Peter Parker?"

She glares at Narc, who innocently whistles. "No one Jaime, he is no one."

"Former boy toy." Narc responds instead, "Hell of an amateur kisser."

"You kissed him! Not me!" She turns to Jaime, pulling his head back to stare at him, "I'm so sorry, I don't know why they're acting this way. I'll go right now, seriously. I don't want you in our mess."

"Relax," Jaime comforts, grabbing her hand that stayed on his cheek. He smiles at her, "I can protect myself. Look--"

She felt him shift from under her, watching in shock as his body began to be covered by a familiar suit she had seen countlessly on television. Everything except his face was covered in armor. Whilst she analyzed the markings on his suit, Narc moved closer as well.

"Does your scarab only speak to you?" Narc asks, "It is unlike anything I have seen on my planet. Do you feed them as well?"

"They aren't really fed? They don't need sustenance. Khaji-Da only talks to me in my head so they're like a second voice...and planet?"

"This is going to be a long talk," She sighed, rubbing her eyes tiredly, "At least you don't have to feed them human brains..."

"What?" Jaime recoils, looking at the two with wide eyes, "I'm sorry? Brains? Like Zombies? The Walking Dead? Like zombies from The Last of Us?!"

"I thought you told him everything!"

"I would never tell of my eating habits! Humans are judgemental!"

#blue beetle #blue beetle x reader #jaime reyes x reader #milagro reyes #symbiote #marvel universe #dc universe #crossover #i lauv xolo #reader insert #lol y r ppl so messy

[starrgirlella]

Lurking for love? More like lurking for LORE

Hi everyone! Just two days ago, I made some interesting discoveries about LFL by just digging around the website

I'm not sure if anyone else found this out so that's why I'm going to be sharing what I found because it's very interesting

This post is going to be pretty long lol and full of my rambling. If you're interested, please take a read! Do note that English isn't my first language so I may express myself a bit weird 😭

Also IK the screenshots are pretty shitty but I'm lazy oops

To start, I have a habit of checking the sinistershrike website along with the LFL itch.io game page. Why? Well I just like looking if there are any new updates (and its my hyperfixtation so I'm constantly looking for new content)-

And I noticed that on the sinistershrike website there was a new update which some of you may or may not saw.

In summary, the game is getting custom music, prounouns are getting removed so MC is going to be gender neutral and getting called only by their name and most interesting of all: a new main character is getting added, and they're going to be dateable!

Pretty interesting, right? I immediately got curious on who that character might be since they're going to cause drama and more mysteries.

But wait! I'm still not done, hehe

Afterwards, I was just randomly looking at Jacob Alden pics thru google. Again, why? Well, I don't know either lol. It's just a habit that I do when I'm bored and sometimes when I'm lucky, I come across new things.

And this time I was lucky!

So I scrolled down to the end of the results and I saw this post which caught my eye:

What's so interesting about it? Well the fact that the creators website is linked to it. Curious, I clicked on the link and was suprised at what I saw.

(Mind you I still dont know if I'm an idiot just finding this out or not...)

Basically, it's a site containing all info about Jacob! I got really excited when I saw it bc I LOVE learning all the facts about my favourite characters and finding new official content!

When I finished looking through it I noticed two things:

1. The website adress (is that what it's called? Im sorry english isn't my first language)

So when you look at the website adress you can notice how it's linked (basically an extension) to the creators webiste which is: sinistershrike.neocities.org

The thing is; you can't open Jacobs page on the creators site. Like yes, there is a tab which says CHARACTERS but if you click on it you'll get nothing but a scary looking Jacob. Which means to get to this page you have to type the adress in yourself.

So I'm assuming the creator is purposefully hiding this Jacob page (maybe because he wants to finish pages for all characters and more)

And here's the link if you want to take a look for yourself:

https://sinistershrike.neocities.org/character/jacob

2. At the end of the page, you have links to other characters made by the creator.

Not just lurking for love, but other ocs made by him!

Though, if you click on them, you'll get nothing. Maybe they're still being made? I'm not sure.

Now, when you look at the characters for LFL, it's very interesting because we now have info on Sarah's last name AND... an unknown character? Noah Vega.

At first, I was stunned. Who could this character be? Then I went back to the creators website and remembered the mention of a new character, can you see where I'm going?

Noah Vega must be the new character! He was never mentioned before; neither in the game nor in the creators deleted blogs.

And pretty quickly I found proof which helped my theory (I SOUND SO DUMB OMG)

Now going back to the website adress thing.

So I concluded that the Jacob website is hidden from the main website for an reason, hence you can only acess it by finding it yourself. I decided to mess around with the website adress a bit, to see if I could find any more extensions/links.

I started by putting different names in the adress. I tried out: Austin, Sarah, Cedric and Alfred but they didn't lead or anything.

BUT

The only name which lead to an extension was Noah. And holy shit-

I'm finding it hard to express how shocked I was at this discovery

This is a pretty big lore drop imo! So his website shows a pinboard with various notes.

And with these notes we can conclude two things:

1. He has an gambling addiction

2. He is investigating Jacob

He definitely an detective trying to solve an old murder case involved with Jacob. Hence why the mention that the new character will add more drama and mystery to the game.

The three murdered highschoolers must be his old friends mentioned in the game: Steve, Monty and Kenny. Which he claims that they haven't talked since highschool. In reality, they were murdered by him for reasons that are unknown for now.

The website link:

https://sinistershrike.neocities.org/character/noah

And that's about it! I had fun digging around finding this new info and writing this post. I hope to see more of interesting secrets like this in the future because it's fun finding them!

I hope this post was of interest to you :)

#lurking for love #jacob alden #lfl game #lfl

[rosekeu]

soft like a bunny : r. sukuna

this is part 4!

a/n: highschool au, fem!reader, reader has braces, shy+nerdy+sensitive reader! [if you don't like that then leave ig lol] soft spot for reader ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ this part too me all day to write wtf. this chapter drained the fuck out of me. its 2.1k words.

sypnosis: assigned to a project together you have no other choice but to get sukuna's number.

【 playlist 】

[ part 1 ] [part 2] [ part 3 ] [ part 5 coming soon! ]

sukuna walked to his house after leaving you at yours, though he wasn't too happy knowing he'd be scolded by his parents for his two-day suspension. as he approached his house, sukuna couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. 

 “itadori sukuna! you got suspended! again?!” kaori, his mother, scolded her as she walked over to the pink-haired teen and pinched his ear. yuji stood at the corner, trying not to laugh. sukuna winced in pain but couldn't help but smirk at yuji's amusement. despite the ear-pinching, he knew deep down that his parents only wanted what was best for him. 

“at least it was for a good cause this time,” his twin brother commented, making their mother raise her brow in confusion. “he helped a girl.” yuuji said, trying to convince their mother.

"yeah, it was supposed to be a one-week suspension. but she saved my ass," sukuna said, as the grip on his ear tightened. kaori looked at him with an unconvinced face and asked, "who's this lucky girl then?"

l/n, y/n," he replied, annoyed by his mother's antics. "i heard she's a second-year!" yuuji exclaimed.

"mhm... alright. but you're still grounded, young man!" she said this while lightly slapping sukuna's upper arm. he hissed. "fine." sukuna reluctantly agreed, knowing that his punishment could have been much worse. he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that your name wasn't brought up anymore.

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the next day rolled around, and while in chemistry class, you couldn't help but miss sukuna's annoying pestering. you found yourself glancing over at his empty seat, realizing that his absence made the class feel strangely quiet. the teacher's voice seemed to echo in the room without sukuna's occasional snarky remarks. 

as you left the classroom, you remembered you still had a project to complete, with your partner being sukuna. knowing he had a two day suspension made it difficult to get started. you met up with mai and maki and asked them what to do. "you could just ask for his number, idiot," maki said nonchalantly. and you squealed in surprise. 

"no! i can't do that! he barely talks to me, plus he's not going to be here for two days." you sighed in frustration. mai groaned in response. 

"y/n, just ask one of his friends? or doesn't he have a twin brother?" .

you knew they were right and decided to ask his brother for sukuna's phone number. you hurried to the first year hall, feeling a sense of déjà vu from the first time you met sukuna. but this time was different; everything seemed more peaceful. calm.

as you looked through the two classrooms, one said, "class 1-a," and the other said, "class 1-b."

your eyes quickly scanned over class 1-a and found someone that looked quite familiar—the same shade of pink hair; he wore the school uniform more complete; and when you saw his face, it was almost identical to a sukuna, though this one seemed softer and more approachable. his eyes weren't red like rubies; instead, they were hazel, with bits of green, yellow, and brown scattered throughout them. 

the boy wasn't far away, but he sat with a few other friends, including a boy with dark spiky hair and a short girl with short brown hair. you approached them with nervousness.

"hello." you gulped, and the group had heard your voice, turning their attention towards you. the pink haired boy's eyes widened as he looked to recognize you. "you're l/n? right?" 

you froze and nodded quickly, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety. "yes, that's me," you replied, wondering what he knew about you. "i'm itadori yuuji!" he exclaimed, a wide smile spreading across his face.

"my brother mentioned you! you're super pretty!" he admitted it truthfully, making you blush and feel a rush of flattery. "these are my friends, fushiguro megumi, and..." the spiky haired boy waved silently.

'kugisaki nobara!" the girl smiled. "it's unbelievable that the name sukuna is associated with someone as adorable as you!" she continued.

you smiled nervously and nodded, feeling a warmth spread through your cheeks. 

"did you need something?" yuuji asked, curiosity evident in his voice. "well, i have a project with sukuna, and i was wondering if you could pass me his phone number." 

"sure, i can give you his phone number." yuuji said, reaching for his phone as you did. megumi and nobara exchanged puzzled looks; they both knew yuuji didn't give out his brother's phone number casually. sukuna was adamant about his personal information remaining private, even for school projects. however, as you exchanged phone numbers, you couldn't help but notice a small smile on your lips. 

'i have his number!!'

"thank you, yuuji," you said, walking out of the classroom. "yeah, of course!"

"why did you give her suku's number?" megumi asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"yeah, didn't you say he was grounded and without his phone?" nobara added, looking puzzled.

"oh, yeah! i completely forgot about that!" yuuji exclaimed, scratching the back of his head sheepishly.

.✿✿✿.

you had been looking forward to going home to text sukuna since you received his phone number. once you did, you were frozen on your bed, staring at the screen anxiously.

time passed quickly. you had dinner and finished your homework. and it was already 6 p.m. you grabbed your phone and clicked on sukuna's number to text him. as you typed out a message, you couldn't help but wonder if sukuna would even reply. the anticipation and anxiety grew as you hit the send button, hoping for a response.

???: "hey! this is y/n from chem class. i was wondering when we were going to start our project (✿◠‿◠) [sent-6:23pm]

you stared at the screen as minutes passed by without any response. the silence made you question if you had said something wrong or if sukuna was simply busy. doubts started to creep in, and you couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. 

you turned off your phone, and a frown formed on your face. maybe sukuna wasn't interested in working on the project with you after all. you showered and changed into your cute teddy bear pjs, hoping that a good night's sleep would help clear your mind, but your mind still lingered on your message.

'was it too long? or was the emoticon too much?'

you hid under your covers and tried to distract yourself, but your thoughts kept drifting back to sukuna and the unanswered message. as you lay there, you couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty and wondered if you had done something wrong. 

i'm just overthinking this, you reassured yourself.

.✿✿✿.

"you gave her what?" sukuna whispered and yelled in disbelief at his twins words. yeah, i gave her your number because she said you guys had a project together."

"it's not that part! i don't have my phone, dumbass!" sukuna groaned from the bottom bunk of their beds. yes, the itadori twins were turning 16, and they still had bunk beds.

sukuna sighed, heavily annoyed at yuuji. " i mean, you can grab your phone from mom's special cabinet." "but you know how she gets if we touch her stuff," yuuji replied sheepishly. "besides, i thought it would be easier if she just called you directly." sukuna rolled his eyes, realizing that yuuji's intentions were good, but his execution was always questionable. 

he lazily gets up from his bed and walks over to their mom's special cabinet, careful not to disturb anything. as he opens the cabinet, he notices the familiar blood red phone case. sukuna takes it rapidly, going back to bed quickly. 

he turns on his phone and finds one text message from an unknown number. he read it and thought it was cute.

🐰: hey! this is y/n from chem class. i was wondering when we were going to start our project (✿◠‿◠)  [sent-6:23pm][read-10:55pm]

he edits the contact so it's a bunny emoji. he smirks to himself.

🐯:  come over tomorrw. we can work on it together. [sent-10:56pm]

he impatiently awaits a response: "yuuji, are you fucking pranking me with a fake number?"

"what? no way!" 

as he was about to curse out his brother, his phone chimed.

🐰: okay :) i was worried you weren't going to respond lol [sent-11:00pm] [read-11:00pm]

🐯:  i'm fucking grounded. i'm talking to you in secrecy 😈 [sent-11:01pm][read-11:01pm]

🐰: don't get in trouble because of me:(( [sent-11:00pm] [read-11:00pm]

🐯:  you're totally worth it, sweetheart. [sent-11:01pm] [read-11:01pm]

as you read the message, warmth spreads through your cheeks, making you grip your phone even tighter. sukuna smirked; seeing as you hadn't responded right away, he imagined your flustered expression. he became impatient again.

🐯:  respond, brat. [sent-11:06pm][read-11:06pm]

you gathered yourself as your shaking fingers mustered a reply.

🐰: sorry (〃▽〃) that just caught me off guard, is all [sent-11:07pm] [read-11:07pm]

🐯:  i didn't know i made you so nervous. you're probably blushing, aren't you? [sent-11:07pm][read-11:07pm]

🐰: nope! not at all! [sent-11:07pm] [read-11:07pm]

🐯:  prove it, then. [sent-11:07pm][read-11:08pm]

🐰: what? [sent-11:08pm] [read-11:08pm]

🐯:  show me that you're not blushing.  [sent-11:08pm] [read-11:08pm]

your eyes widened, and your stomach began to churn. was he asking for a picture of your face right now? you wouldn't, but if you did, he'd be right. you were blushing profusely, and your heart was racing. you became even more flustered at the thought of proving it to him. 

as you were about to type your response, your phone rang with a sudden call. sukuna. he was calling you out of the blue. you quickly answered, not knowing it was a facetime call. 

"eek!" you moved your phone rapidly as you saw your reflection at the corner of your screen, but bigger than that was the face of sukuna staring back at you; he was visible, but his surroundings were pitch black.

"let me see your face; i didn't call you for nothing." he said it with a sly smirk. you were excited and nervous at the same time as you paused for a moment before adjusting the camera to show your face and half of your shirt. the first thing he noticed were your red cheeks and slightly messy hair.  "so you are blushing; how adorable."

"s-shut up-"

"were getting bolder, i see." sukuna chuckled, his smile growing wider.

"i'm learning how to stand up for myself, so...y'know"

he hummed in response, looking closer at you. sukuna furrowed his brow and squinted his eyes to better see your shirt. small teddy bears scurried throughout the fabric, making him smile.

cute, he thought. "nice shirt," he remarked. and you quickly adjusted the camera so it would only show your face. "ignore that!"

he laughed at your reaction. "ugh, y/n, you're so fun to toy with."

"that's so mean..." you pouted, a tiny frown on your face. his heart squeezed as if it was about to leap out of his chest.

'she is going to kill me...'

"it's late. why did you call?" you asked, fidgeting with a strand of hair. "i wanted to see if you were flustered, and you are."

you laughed, covering your smile, knowing if you showed it, he'd probably make fun of you or stop talking to you. "why are you covering your smile? let me see, brat." he remarked that he was a bit annoyed.

your eyes widened as you grabbed your phone, now only showing half of your face. "no, it's okay. you probably won't like it anyway."

"c'mon, stop being an idiot." he insisted, and you thought about it for a minute before deciding to trust him. "alright, just don't be mean. i'm insecure enough." you whispered the last part, but he still caught on to it.

"just get on with it, dumbass."

you smiled at the screen, revealing your pink-banded metal braces. and waited for his disgusted reaction, but it never came.

"that's hot."

"what?!"

"you heard me." he said this, maintaining an unexpected calmness.

"yeah, right," you murmured as you lay on your side in bed. "i'm serious; they're hot as hell."

you couldn't help but feel a mix of surprise and relief. "next time you should get red, i think that would look good too."

you giggled, happy knowing that one of the most insecure parts of you was adored by such an attractive guy like suku.

"i have to go. it's late, sukuna." it was the first time he'd heard his name fall from your lips. he smiled softly, savoring the sound of his name on your lips. "alright, take care and sleep well," he replied, his voice filled with a hint of longing. as you ended the call, a warm feeling settled in your chest, leaving you eager for the next conversation with sukuna as you received one last text.

🐯:  goodnight, qt [sent-11:32pm][read-11:32pm]

🐰: goodnight <33 [sent-11:33pm] [read-11:33pm]

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Of the DC comics you've read so far, what would be your top recommendations for people to check out/what have you enjoyed the most?

when i tell you i have been thinking about this all day- i have been thinking about this. all. day.

so disclaimer, as of writing this, i have only read 31 runs from start to finish and 18 arcs/events outside of those runs. on top of, everything i've read so far has been strictly robin-centric, so dick, jason, tim, and damian. (i have read all of steph's robin appearances lol, but i haven't gotten to reading material for her, like say batgirl 2009, yet.) i've also decided not to rec from any run i'm currently reading, so for example, you won't see any batman: gotham knights recs here. because i'm most well-read on the robins, i'm only going to rec for them.

also, i'm going to operate under the following assumption: you've got a basic knowledge of the robins. none of these are where i would necessarily recommend anyone start reading about the boys, but i do think they'd be pretty interesting if you're already somewhat familiar with them and don't want to commit to reading whole character backlogs. does that make sense? i hope that makes sense.

alright, let's do this!

DICK GRAYSON

oh god. this one is actually so hard because he has so much great stuff, but then also i have like a love/frustrate relationship with so much of it. like for instance, i really enjoyed The New Teen Titans, but also lowkey can't stand space adventures so whenever that went down i was like 😀👍. but okay. hmmmm.

i have two preboot recs, with explanations + caveats.

devin grayson's mob!dick arc, so Nightwing 1996 #99-100, 107-117. caveats: it doesn't really get to finish playing out/wraps up weird because of editorial changes/infinite crisis. but!! it's a super interesting look at how dick handles...failure. how he values himself in light of that failure.

tomasi's run, but specifically #147-153. (listen, i love the dick and tim moments in 'freefall' but the whole eternally pregnant lady thing was too weird.) this is classic, hyper-competent dick, okay? he's such a bad-ass. and an idiot- bro literally flops his severely injured ass over the bars of his glider and rides it UNCONSCIOUS back to the batcave. i can't with him. poor alfred. anyways, he deals with two-face, always a good time. and then at the end, as a treat, he cries because bruce is dead. so fun!! what was my caveat here? oh yeah, he has a girlfriend. i don't remember her name, she serves like...very little purpose, the whole relationship is very minor/background okay, but like it was so unnecessary. he can be single, dc, it's okay.

for post re-boot, just read tom taylor's run!! it's the best thing ever!! zero complaints!!

HA. yeah, just kidding. that run is very like/frustrate for me lol. oh man i'm struggling here. it's not all bad okay, i'm just really picky, and i haven't re-read any nightwing n52 and onwards since my first foray into comics (8 months ago) so my memories of these are the foggiest and i'm not sure how i feel about all of it in light of what i've read now. yk what, i'm just going to...not rec anything. sorry!!

JASON TODD

his comics either go so hard or they're absolute ass, why is there no in between. istg, i can't figure out why writers struggle with him so much?? well. i mean, i do have theories. but you didn't ask for those!

pre-boot:

detective comics #569-574. robin!jason in the hands of writers who like him is so much fun. which, don't get me wrong, i don't flat-out hate how starlin writes him, but i think you get a more well-rounded view of jason as robin when you also see him in 'tec. jason and bruce tangle with the joker, scarecrow, + mad hatter, and all of those adventures are...idk if they were intentional foreshadowing okay, but reading those and knowing where the story goes? oof. especialllllly #574. caveat: #572 is pretty light on jason, but he is great when he's on panel!

reboot:

probably a very basic answer but rhato rebirth (2016) #1-13, annual #1. i abhorred n52 rhato so i almost skipped rhato rebirth since it was still written by lobdell, but i'm really glad i didn't. i really enjoy jason's relationship with bizarro + artemis, but especially with bizarro because i think jason struggles a lot with feeling like a doomed creation, so yk, parallels. i want to say more but i know i'll get too wrapped up in discussing jason so i'm just going to stop myself.

i actually really enjoyed task force z, too. i think about tfz #8 so much, jason is such a manipulative little shit and i love it. he's so- i can't. i can't get into this rn, it deserves its own post(s).

overall for jay, i need people to read something other than utrh/lost days/b:ul 1-6. i love those, i do, but they aren't the only good pieces of jason content!!

TIM DRAKE

MY BELOVED!!!!!!!!!! in my heart of hearts, i just want to rec his whole robin run lmao. dick was my intro, okay, he is why i decided to start reading comics, but tim, specifically his robin solo is why i'm still reading comics. hooked me fr. and young justice 1998, ugh love. but it has been a minute since i read these as well, so hmm. okay okay okay

pre-boot:

batman: prodigal. short version, tim is robin to dick's batman. super fun. there's a solid amount of dick and bruce angsting too, which, love. tim is honestly just thrilled that jpv is out of the batsuit and even happier to working with dick. very cute.

robin #46. listen. they're all superheroes okay, they all feel pressure to save people. but tim...losses get to him. the amount of times that he gets shoved to a breaking point and then...gets back up. keeps going. *screams*. anyways!! this is not tim getting back up, okay? this is him being shoved way, way down. it's so good.

teen titans 2003 #20. tim's dad has died. he shows up for his weekend at the tower anyways. he is not okay. that's it, that's the pitch. i did not like...mmm at least 80% of this run okay, but a few of the issues HIT and this was one imo.

reboot:

*deep sigh*. look. tim is not tim for like basically all of n52, although there are moments here and there were he feels like himself. i did not like his 2023 solo, the best parts of young justice 2019 imo are the character designs, (except for his drake costume, what was that omg), and i haven't read any rebirth batman/'tec yet. except for zdarsky's run. which. tim is good there! but yeah, not really a whole lot of material to work with + very limited reading experience atm.

DAMIAN WAYNE

god, i love this kid. nature vs. nurture fascinates me, and so much of his story digs into that on top of trying to figure out who he is apart from all of that. i will say, i'm not a huge talia fan and by that i mean, i have no idea who she is "supposed" to be, like i have no frame of reference for that atm, so if you are a huge talia fan these recs might not hit for you because from what i've observed from her fans she is not well portrayed a whole lot since becoming his mother? i think one of the things that is normal is dick absolutely disliking her though, which cracks me up. there's this older batman story (batman #322-335) where bruce works with talia and dick goes running to selina and i was so entertained. what were we talking about? oh! damian!

preboot:

batman and robin 2009 #10-12. damian is struggling, with a lot of things. the fact that bruce might be alive, what that means for him and dick, and his mother's puppeteering. there's this line that kills me: "can't you just love me for who i am? not what you want me to be?" and the thing that gets me, is the use of who vs. what. because he could have said, "not who you want me to be", but he doesn't

reboot:

batman: shadow war. this is post-alfred's death, and honestly, most damian stuff post city of bane is pretty juicy, but there's this specific moment in shadow war: alpha #1 that had me speechless. just like 😧 i love bruce, but that man has some of the most chronic foot-in-mouth disease. oh but fair warning, for whatever reason they don't draw dami's mask connecting?? it's so- it drives me nuts.

JUST FOR FUN

these are just two issues that i enjoy for the brother content!

nightwing 1996 #25. dick and tim's relationship makes me ILL. *ahem*. this issue is mostly just super cute and fun, (there's like 0.2 seconds of angst when tim asks dick if he ever thinks about jason 😭) and i adore it sm. fun fact, it's actually one of the first comics i ever bought!

batman 2016 #16. unfortunately, tim is not here for this, but duke is! jason and damian's interactions in the background of bruce's Very Serious Speech are excellent. bruce is so dramatic and his kids are so unserious.

what i've most enjoyed

i've enjoyed the majority of what i've read, even titles/events i wasn't particularly looking forward to but had on my tbr for whichever character. i'm going to break down most enjoyed into two catergories, arcs that i loved top to bottom and then the guilty pleasures. this is not an exhaustive list, just what immediately came to mind.

top to bottom

bruce wayne: murderer?/fugitive. shocker, ik. but it's just, it's just so frickin good. i've said before, and i'll say it again, gotham war could NEVER. this right here is peak batfamily drama. the tension? the mystery? the angst? i knew nothing going into this okay, and truth be told, when i started it i was like "oh joy. another event." because i was just trying to read the 1996 nightwing run, but i'd committed to reading in full all the events it crossed over with. but i was invested so quickly. and like, i loved how the narrative supported the possibility that bruce was the murderer, because like, you know there's no way, but the more that comes out the more damning it is, and so you're like really dying to know what actually happened and i feel like the reveal was satisfying.

batman: city of bane. i'm going to cautiously put this here, because there might have been something i didn't like but i cannot recall it for the life of me right now. something about me is i love when the heroes lose. infinity war, empire strikes back? love. and ik bruce takes back gotham, but they lose alfred, okay, they lost. i also didn't expect to like this arc, i decided to read it because i wanted to know how alfred died. and first of all, i was shocked, even though i knew it was coming because i expected it to like happen towards the end. but nope. just *snap*. and then later when bruce is back in the manor and is confronted with alfred's body and his good-bye message? oh. my. god. i was bawling. despite my penchant for sad narratives, i don't tend to cry that much, but this got to me so bad. like i had to pause because i couldn't see. amazing.

red robin. his cowl is so ugly, but i really do love the run. i see a lot of discourse about it and also a lot of...interesting fanfic takes, so i don't really talk about it a lot here because it feels like most people are kind of tired of hearing about this run, which fair. i really enjoyed it as a sequel to his solo robin run. tbh, i almost put this in the guilty pleasure catergory, because there are a couple things i don't totally love, but like if the others are 10/10, this is 9/10.

young justice 1998. i love this comic so, so much. i don't even know what to say, i get so overwhelmed with joy when i think about this comic. nothing has hit the same way with this group since either, which is a crime. i need a title with this team so badly.

guilty pleasures

these are all runs/events i know some/most? people cannot stand and i totally get why, and i have problems with them, so i'm probably never going to rec them in good conscience but also like i can't lie and say i don't like them. these are not recs, okay? okay.

robin war. is it a hot mess? yes. but there is not a whole lot of canon content out there with all the boys working together, okay? so much of that event had me banging my head into a wall, but for me, there were a handful of pearls in there. i mean honestly, if i listed out pros and cons the cons list would be way longer but those pros are very precious to me.

batman and robin: eternal. very similar reasoning overall to robin war. plus cass finally came back!! i missed her. i love robin!dick and batman content, and the kids working together. this is probably my least favorite guilty pleasure though, okay, it's on thin ice.

grayson. listen, i love janin's art sm. i'm pretty neutral about spy stuff, so like i don't engage with it a whole lot. meaning, although i've heard it's tropey af in regards to the genre, i'm not familiar enough with the genre to be like trying to dig my eyeballs out with blunt spoons at the cliche of it all. the constant sexualization of dick got old super fast, and her name may have been helena but she wasn't- my list of dislikes is lengthy. but idk, i had fun with it. and imo it does have some genuinely great moments, i love dick in the desert with the baby, the ache i felt when dick wanted to come home and couldn't get ahold of bruce, issue #12 stabs me in the heart- the dick and dami reunion? stoppppp. i feel like this run and the ric grayson era are dick's most out there lmao

so yeah!! thank you so much for this ask, i had sm fun answering it. if you have any recs for me, feel free to drop them :)

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[blushblushbear]

cashew headcanons please im so so gay for him

TIME FOR DIS NUT aka our darling little bookworm

cut cause I went on for a bit and none of it is important OOPS

okay first off since he's a college boy let's start with the fact that he has zero alcohol tolerance

like none

he'll have 2 sips of a light beer or a half a shot of malibu and he's red in the face sweating and swaying like 'oh wow, I'm really feeling it haha'

Same with coffee

anything past a normal strength cup he's VIBRATING

he doesn't have a heart condition like Nimh but give him a shot of espresso and he'll think he does

is constantly waiting for someone to ask him for book recommendations

and when they do he is sponge bob's eager face BOY IS OVER THE MOON

also he doesn't just read good books

he'll literally read anything

he ADORES trashy novels

especially if they're spicy *eyebrow wiggle*

he recognizes they aren't good but they are so wild and out of pocket like

WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S SECRETLY HIS EX'S BROTHER AND ALSO HIS STEP MOM'S LOVER AND DATING HIS EVIL SECRET HALF COUSIN WHOSE TRYING TO KILL THEIR UNCLE AND HIS DAD BUT CAUGHT FEELINGS AND IS NOW PLOTTING TO TAKE HIM HOSTAGE ////WHAT?!////

he'd love shows like gossip girl and pretty little liars if they were BOOKS instead

except OOPS they are actually and he'd love to infodump about that little fact to me if I let him (at least I think they both are?? I know pretty little liars is-- THAT PLOT IS /NUTS/)

honestly he loves when things are written well but he also loves when plots are NUTS

the only kind of nuts he can have

well... second kind

he'd be a secret college slut (respectfully and also def not actually a secret) if he wasn't head over heels for you

now he's just in your dms/texts constantly

his family is just as quiet and mousey as he is

everyone is just as nerdy

though his dad doesn't read as much-- he's more tv and movies and games nerd

he gets his love of books from his mom's side

he'd KILL to be a librarian

or work at a bookstore

English major vibes

but not just vibes that actually is his major lol

has def had a crush on 3 different librarians growing up and 1 creative writing teacher

can't math for shit

his favorite parts of campus friends taking him on nights out is him getting to read in little corners he can find and the 3am breakfasts at the local diner

I've talked about this before but him Nimh and Poe are in a book club together

he thinks Nimh is the coolest cause he's a PA for a publisher

can read a harry potter length book series in an afternoon (also hates terfs <3 )

his favorite genres are romance of any kind but he does have a special fondness for the trashier romances, fantasy, and he does love a mystery but mostly cause he can never see the twists coming

the smartest idiot you'll ever meet

or maybe he's the dumbest smart guy???

either way he is both very clever and very simple all at once

also very well meaning

incapable of wrong

only of oops

(a lot of oops actually, he's kinda clumsy)

once went a whole day without eating cause someone recommended a new series and he LIKED IT VERY MUCH

I wish for the life of me I could remember ANY book series atm

I know of a few by like--- vaguely what they're about but I can't remember their names

he could though

he will spend whole dates telling you the plot of a book series in great detail

loves pets

not great with them

also low key allergic to a few

big rip cause he loves cuddles

cries over a cat at a distance while sniffing

also really likes birds

met a few birds as a squirrel and now he knows Poe who was a bird so like--

birds are buds of his

can't say no to something cute

cute eraser, cute pen, cute notebook, cute cookie, cute you

just can't refuse cute

would totally rock a cottage core vibe if he could manage to keep a plant alive

he lost his ficus Marcel and he's still low key getting over it

uses a wallet sized photo of you as a book mark

def has you or a pic of you and him as a lock screen

the home screen is a pic of a page of a book

is very good at those 'name the book this opening line is from' challenge

good omens, both the book and the show, WRECKED HIM

actually good omens was his fav book to screen adaption thus far

he has a few others but he's more excited about good omens

wants to be friends with Aziraphale

I could ramble on forever but I think I'll end it here

loves that hack where you put cheese on ramen

#bear text #blush blush #blush blush game #bb game #bear talks #bb #cashew blush blush #blush blush cashew #cashew bb #cashew #bear answers

[ziminy]

A little too late pt.1

Gojo keep calling you names, even if you have done nothing to him nor see him in your life until he started to interact with you. But you got enough of him, so you're planing on taking revenge.

Tags: mdni, enemies to lovers, bully!Gojo, college au, playboy!Gojo, f!reader, kissing, fingering, lovesick!Gojo, size difference, names (besides dumbass and whatever he calls you, he also says like honey and cute nicknames), creampie (somwhow) , I'll add it later if I missed something.

8500 words, lol. It's pretty long.

Pt 2 here. Masterlist

You were in the hallway with a friend, both of you about to go home. As you were walking, you felt something on your head, and when you looked up you saw the white haired guy.

"Ugly." he said and walked away.

"What's wrong with him?" your friend said. He was always like that. He just out of nowhere started to call you names and then walked away. You don't have any kind of history together, so, what happened? No one knows, to be honest. He just saw you and he decided to do that whenever he saw you from that moment.

"I have no idea." you didn't even knew his name. You don't have any classes together. Does he know your name? Or maybe you done something to one of his friends to be like this? I have no idea. So many questions, yet no one is there to answer them.

But now, you started to see him outside the school. Now, for example. You sat at a table inside a coffee shop, working on some project on your computer and then you heard his voice. "Idiot." he said as he walks past you. Tf? How is he there? Did he started to follow you to insult you? Later, that evening you were talking with a friend of yours over the phone, complaining about the dick head who constantly insults you.

"No, cuz I got enough of this. I don't even know who he is. I can't breathe in peace without him getting out of nowhere and then say something." you said as you sat at the edge of the bed.

"You said he have white hair and blue eyes."

"And he wears sunglasses a lot. Even if he is mistaking me for someone else, at least he should apologize. He have four eyes and still can't see clearly." then your friend sent you a link.

"This might be his profile. I doubt that it's him though." it was him.

"It's him! It's that son of a bitch!"

"Really?" your friend sounded shocked. "Then.. Now that you know who's he what are you going to do?"

"Revenge." you said and hang up. Sure, revenge sounds nice. But what exactly are you going to do? You looked at you phone screen for a few minutes, you weren't scrolling through his profile, you weren't even paying attention to what was on the screen. You were just thinking. He calls you all kind of names. Most of the time an idiot or ugly, dumb ass. How about making him say that you're the opposite? Your finger moved on the screen, scrolling down. Tall ass bitch. Even in the pictures you could see how tall he was. But that wasn't important. With a little bit of courage you send him a message. "Remember me?" a few seconds pass by, almost a minute, then two and he finally saw your text.

"The girl from last night?" what? You stared in disbelief at your screen. The fuck?

"No." you text back.

"The girl from two days ago?" you blinked a few times.

"No."

"Have we seen each other this week?" I mean, yes, but not in the way he's suggesting.

"I'm the girl you keep picking on at school." he saw the text, but he didn't reply. Almost a minute pass by, he was online, but he didn't reply. "Are you still there?" he saw the message instantly.

"So?" you raised an eyebrow. Is he playing dumb?

"I just want to talk :) " it was more than just talk. It was more to make him take everything back.

"What exactly do you want." if only he knew.. But maybe he knows.

"Dunno. Think." why is he replying so slow?

"Dunno who you are." oh, so he wants to play like this? Alright then. War is it.

"You better prepare yourself." it was the last text you sent him before you went to sleep. You heard your phone buzzing, but you didn't even looked at it.

The next morning you woke up with a lot of texts. Mostly from your friend who sent you his profile. But there were also messages from him. Like, "what do you mean" or "don't ignore me", " at least reply ". The evil smile on your face.

"I felt asleep." you finally texted him back.

"So what do you want." he texted back a lot faster than yesterday.

"Nothing. Just talk. Get to know each other?" yeah. Get to know each other my ass. Like you give a fuck about that guy.

"??? " if you could only skip time to the moment he finally says what you want him to say. As much as you want to poke his eyes out, all four of them, you tried your best to have a nice conversation with him. If he could only be more far away than now, another city, or county. Planet, even better. As much as you looked in disgust at your phone screen, you tried your best to keep your cool. And, at the end of the week, you got to know a few things about him. Like the major hes in (it was far too boring to remember), or why he wears another pair of eyes. Like, bro, it's night and he still wears sun glasses. He even sent you photos of where be is, like you would care. With a little bit of acting and the fact that you don't give a shit, you managed to get over the day.

Now your were about to go to sleep, while he kept spamming you. He's in a club or something, and he doesn't see anyone that he would like. For a moment you open your phone, mostly to mute him so that you could sleep in peace.

"I'm not doing charity work." you stared at his text. "Ughhh. Why is everyone so ugly." you wanted to choke him.

"I would do charity work." it was mostly to see his response.

"Well, we're not talking about you now. It's about me." bitch.

"Fuck you." you close your phone and went straight to sleep. The next morning you woke up with not so many messages. The last one being before he finally saw someone that catch his attention, nothing from there. "You up? " but he didn't saw your text until you got ready to leave your house.

"That girl had a boyfriend." Lmao. So? Did he back out?

"So?"

"What do you mean " so"? " was there another meaning than what have he done last night?

"You left her alone?" I mean, pretty obvious, right?

"Fuck no. I just had a threesome." wow. Just, wow. What are you supposed to say after someone just said that? Are you supposed to congratulate them? Are you supposed to ask questions? Also, why is he so open if you two never interacted before this and after he started to insult you out of nowhere?

"Congratulations. Hope it would be twins."

"Always use protection." good for him. But that wasn't the only conversation you had with him that left you with questions. At the end of the next week you woke up with questions about you. What color are your panties? How far can you squirt? Can you jump on it like it's an trampoline? This wasn't normal. This isn't the way it supposed to go. Not like this, at least. Sure, if you were dating. But you're not. Not now and not later. "What's your favorite color?" that was the most normal question you ever heard from him.

"Why?" you're skeptical tho.

"So I could buy condoms in that color." oh my god. What in the world?!

"Bro????"

"I'm having a date later."

"Then what does it have to do with my favorite color? Like I want to know who you're fucking and in what color."

"I don't know her favorite color, so I could at least do this. Geto said I should get them green." him and that friend of his. He kept talking about the guy he hang around with most of the time. That guy encourage him to do so many stuff.

"Then do that! You frick!"

"What's your favorite fruit?"

"I'm not shoving anything up my ass." it was like you anticipated his questions. But no, everytime you think it's something, it's turn up to be something else.

"So I could buy condoms in that flavor?? Why would you put something in you ass? Can i see it." the block button was suck a temptation. As soon as he would admit that you're a decent human being, the sooner he's blocked.

"Fuck you." most of your conversations end up like that. And, like this three weeks pass by since you started to text him. He was a mixed machine. He'll be like this now, then like that. He sent so many pics of him, yet he never received one from you. Yet he doesn't seem to care. He only sent more photos and more photos like you have what to do with them. Maybe sell them online? There were quite a few people who liked him around the school. Maybe you could get a use of those photos in a way or another.

"You're not as bad as I thought." was this what you think it is? But it only been three weeks. Was he that easy? "I thought that you want to fuck at first." was it not evident?

"Like hell I want to be near your horny ass."

"You're like a girl friend I only talk to."

"Who wants to be friends with you?"

"Let me finish. -And I haven't fucked."

"You fuck your friends?"

"Yet." why is he getting out of subject. Also, text all once, you freak.

"Where are you?" is one of his weekly dates boring?

"At a bar with some friends."

"Don't drink too much." at least if he says something, he better be wide awake. It's doesn't feel like a victory if he's drunk.

"Don't tell me what to do." bitch. At least stop texting.

"Go home if you feel like you had too much. Don't stay there and get your ass back home."

"Alright." he went offline the next moment he sent that text. What a moody guy. Well, he always seemed a little different when he was drunk. Like he was more serious. Or like he actually listen to you. "Good morning." you woke up with a text from him.

"So? With who did you went home? Anything nice?" you texted. You would have let him text after that. It was mostly to look like you care after all.

"I went home alone. Didn't felt like doing anything yesterday." the way you gasped. He was known for fooling around after all.

"Fr?"

"Yeah."

"Waaaa. Congratulations. It's like you're finally in place. Your demons finally left your hormones alone." it was like he wasn't himself. You couldn't really believe, after the few days you two been talking, he was always with a girl, then another. Maybe he mistook you for someone else, since he changed girls like clothes.

"Mmm." but something was odd. It was strange. Is he drunk? What's with the replies.

"Alright, alright. I understand. Text me when you're sober."

"I'm not drunk."

"And I'm batman. Get over the hungover, Hercules." you close your phone and sat in bed. Man, if he could just confess faster. It's becoming tiresome at this point. You text him as soon as you wake up, you text him before you go to sleep. He text you out of nowhere and tell you what he's doing, even if you never ask for it. He could just had blocked you from the start, but he didn't. Maybe you got some of his hungover. Is being drunk contagious?

"I heard you been talking to Satoru." you're friend said, somehow waking you up from your thoughts. It's been three days of that guy not texting you. Maybe he got enough of you? But his actions did made you think a little of how he's been acting, even when your at school, like now for example.

"Oh? That guy? Yeah. What about him?" you said fixing your posture.

"Don't get your hope high. Have you heard about him and the girls that hang around him?" how could you not? He been describing every hookup. He never leaves a detail apart. But as long as you can keep him entertained, it doesn't matter.

"I know better than anyone what he been doing." you said and crossed your arms to your chest. "See that girl over there?" you point in some girl's direction. "She and one of her friends hook up with that guy. Both of them slept with him separately and then both of them tried to confess to him at the same time. It ended in a threesome." your friend looked a little surprised. "See that guy over there? His girl cheated on him with Gojo and that black haired guy he been hanging around with." your friend gasped. "And guess what. They're still together."

"Nahh.. I don't believe you.." your friend put a hand over her mouth.

"And guess what. That guy confronted her."

"As he should." but it didn't ended there.

"And then it was a gangbang. It was him, the four eyes guy, his friend, two more guys if I remember. Then Gojo left with his friend two other guys came in. It turned out that girl been cheating on her boyfriend with multiple guys." your friend gasped again.

"What? How do you know about it." she looked shocked and in disbelief.

"The guy you just warn me about it told me. He just can't keep his mouth shut."

"I thought you were also fooling around with him."

"We're just talking. Nothing more." and it was about to end very soon. He either confess or you'll just block him. One of two.

"What are you talking about?" you're phone buzzed, revealing his text. Oh, he's not dead?

"Are you spying on me now?" you texted back.

"I've been feeling very bad lately. I think I might be ill or something." you giggle. But it was an evil giggle.

"Who are you talking to?" your friend said.

"Speaking of wolf. You would not believe it." you show your phone to your friend.

"Do you think that if you talk with him will say a few words to one of his friends to go out with me?" like heck you'll ask for anything from him.

"Nahh ah. It's not going to happen."

"Most of the people around him are just.. Ugghh. One date. Please." you raised an eyebrow.

"Okay. Time out. I'm not talking to you until you get yourself in check." you got up from where you were sitting. Oh, sweet break, it was about to end. How many classes do you have left until you can finally go home? Time pass very fast. So fast that it even been four days since he finally started to text you again.

"I don't really have what to do, to be honest." well, the weekend was about the corner.

"You know, seeing you staying in place is weird. Like, you're not the dick head you used to be like a week ago." you confessed.

"Yeah.. About that."

"?? " you raised an eyebrow.

"Can we talk about something." he left someone pregnant? Did he perhaps fooled with a girl and now she's asking him to marry her?

"Man.. Don't scare me like that. I'm here to talk." yeah. Go ahead and talk. Maybe if he gets over his phrase and you're there.. Maybe.. Maybe he'll open up?

"I've been thinking for some time now about it. I stopped texting you at some moments thinking it would go away. But you really don't wanna sleep with me. You don't want anything from me."

"If it's about this, then I don't wanna talk about it. I'm not going to sleep with you." this? Didn't he said personally that you're just a girl he's friends with. A girl that he doesn't sleep with? Yet.. But the yet part won't come.

"Sleep with me woman! Ask for something from me. Ask for a relationship. Ask for things I won't like. Make me reject you."

"Boy, if you don't shut your ass. Imma Jackie Chan your ass."

"Listen, I feel stuff I never felt before. I think I'm mentally ill." at least he's speaking the truth.

"Yeah, I also think that."

"I think I might have some heart issues. I'm dying."

"I don't really wanna go to your funeral."

"Y/N." he remember your name? "I think I like you." What? "No, I.. I don't know what these feelings are. I never felt this when I'm looking at someone good looking. I never felt this when I'm with more beautiful girls."

"Thank you for calling me ugly."

"You're not ugly. You never were. You're the most beautiful thing I ever saw in my life." mmm. Sure.

"You called me an idiot before." you stared at the text you just sent. He's typing, you can see that.

"You're smart, beautiful. You're there to talk to me. You listen to my bullshit even if I didn't asked to. You still talked to me even if I called you names. I am an idiot." yeah. He is. You smiled at the screen. But then something hit you. Was this.. A win? Will this be.. His villain origin story? What if you decide to not fuck around with him? No! Wait! You were never fucking with him! Your eyes widened and then you realize. He made you soft. All and fuzzy inside. You gasped. Was this his plan from the start? Is this the way he seduces all those poor women?! "I love you." you stared at his nonsense. "I adore you." bullshit. "I wanna be with you." that just straight shit! This man! This was his plan from the start, wasn't it?! He plan on making you text first and then fall for his words. "I really love you." you pressed on your phone screen and looked at the block button. Right under it was the report button. Witch one should you press first? Block so you can stop seeing him typing bullshit or report, so you could report his bullshit? You close your eyes and took a deep breath and then press the first button that was in your way. You open your eyes and he was blocked. Finally. You're free from the devil's hand. You were finally free from his curse. That damn man. Ughh. That evening, after you finally was done with him, you went straight to sleep. And in the morning , out of habit you almost texted him. It was when you open the conversation when you realized what happened. You should be happy, yet you only felt tired. What happened yesterday made you go through so many feelings, it was tiresome. Getting ready for school and even the walk was making you feel like you haven't slept last night. The classes? Ughh. It was like they were never going to end. The weekend? Slept it away, now feeling even tired. The next week? Your friends finally said something about it, getting you out of it. Bros over hoes. No, he wasn't even your whore. The next day, you were finally on your feet. Getting other routes to your classes. Getting to know better the school that you've been going to for almost two years now. You were all a smile while the white haired guy was suffering in silence. He stopped taking care of himself. He stopped talking to a lot of people. He didn't even wanted to get out the house anymore. He walked to classes looking half dead and half homeless and then go back home. You? You got to see parts of the city where you never been before. Your friends dragging you out the house and showing new places. Some of them you recognize from the photos you received from the blue eyes guy.

"Since tomorrow is Saturday, how about going to a club or something?" one of your friends said while sipping from the coffee she bought earlier. The coffee shop you were in was somewhere far away from your home.

"Mmm. I'll go." you said. For the past few days you've been going out as soon as your done with your classes.

"It's rare to see you like this."

"A few days ago you were a living mess and now look at you."

"What happened anyway? I don't remember you being in a relationship." that made you look away.

"I've been going through some hard times. But what I can say is that I'm over it now."

"Whatever." the soon you got home, the sooner you jumped in bed. It was hard to keep up with others. You felt tired than before. Continuously walking left and right, always having to smile so people would stop asking you what was going on at the start of the week. You close your eyes and when you were about to fall asleep, something woke you up. Your phone buzzing? You looked at it. It was nothing. Since you stopped talking to that guy you kept hearing your phone, when in reality you never even got a notification from any random app. You close you phone and close your eyes, falling asleep this time. The next morning you woke up with your friends in your house.

"We're going to order some food and then watch a movie or something, then later were going to get ready to go out." one of your friends said.

"Yeah, yeah. " you said looking at your phone. Whatever. It wasn't that thrilling. Hours pass by, you keep hearing laughing and people talking in the background. It's not like you have anything to listen to.

"Y/N, weren't you taking with Gojo? How's things going on?"

"You know. Nothing much. He haven't been really texting, he might be busy or something." you said still looking at your phone.

"Eh? I heard he's not feeling very well." another friend of yours said.

"He said he might be sick. Dunno anything else tho." But their nagging never end. Could anyone stop talking or change the subject? Please. For sucks shake.

"But I heard-"

"Let's leave the man alone." you said and got up from your bed. "Isn't it the time for us to get ready? I wasn't the one who said that I wanna go to club." after what seemed an eternity, everyone is ready and in front of the club. "I'm going to get waisted tonight." you said as soon as you got in. That place was loud. The music wasn't even that good, or for your liking. But the bar? That area was surprisingly empty. The sooner you ordered something to drink, the sooner you empty your glass. And then got another one. Three empty glasses already and you were on the dance floor. These people look like they forgot how to have fun. It was like they were bearly moving. Maybe it's the music fault. It was still not on your liking. But that didn't stopped you from moving your body like you were some kind of fish on the land. The song change and it made you stop for a moment. The previous drinks weren't strong, maybe if you got another drink? But the drinks looked so far away, along with the piece of wood they are at, but you know who's closer? The white haired guy , looking like he was only getting closer and closer. Or not. No, he looked like he was in the middle of your way to the bar, but he never got closer. He stood there, looking like the slender man he is. He never moved, but he looked at you. His messy hair, the white shirt he was wearing that looked like he was embracing his body just the right size. It was tight enough to see the form of his body, but it didn't looked like it was about to pop off him. The round glasses he wears everywhere he's going. His hands in his pockets, now out of pocket, now crossed to his chest then in his pocket again. Is he nervous? Or what kind of worms does he have in his body for making him move his hands so indecisive. You walked forward, getting closer to him and the bar you intend to go to. He open his lips, looking like he was about to say something, but no sounds came out of it. You were now in front of him, looking up at him. Suddenly , you felt something. "My neck." you said and put a hand on the back of your neck. "I forgot how tall are you." He stared at you. He never said something. You walk past him, not saying another word. Man, this revenge feels a little bitter. You sat at the bar, waiting for the barman to be available to take your order.

"Don't drink too much." what does he want?

"Why would I listen to you?" you raised an eyebrow.

"I listen to you before. Also, I'm saying it because I don't want to see you in a place like this." if he could just go back to his old self.

"I want to see myself in a place like this." no you don't. For some reasons, whenever he talks, it's like you're trying to say the complete opposite. Annoying him? Dunno. It was something that it made you want to go the other way.

"Y/N." you looked with the side of the eye at him. What does this guy wants from you? he sighed. "Are those your friends?" he said and turned around to look at some girls not far from you two.

"I think so." lately, even them have been going off the right path. There was a big difference from the moment you started to hang out with them and now.

"One of them tried to sleep with me."

"I know."

"The other one is after one of my friends." yeah, you know that too. "Why are you friends with them?" sometimes you don't choose the way people are. Sure, today might be your friend, but what about tomorrow.

"Sometimes people do things. But it's not like you can complain about them. You're not better than them."

"But I'm not worse." dunno about that.

"What do you want anyway." is he really ready for a round two? Was it not enough a week ago?

"I didn't really planned anything, I didn't even know that you're going to be here." so? "Can we talk?" again?

"I don't know how to block you in real life, but I know how to leave." you were about to leave when he put a hand over yours, trying to stop you for at least a moment. He took off his glasses and looked at you. Oh my god, what happened to him? Look at those eye bags. And now that you could see his eyes he just looked tired.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." he better be. All that time spent for nothing, trying to make his say at least something nice about you.

"And what do you expect me to do now?" you sat down on the chair next to him. "Asshole." as much as you're trying to convince yourself, he's not that bad. He is, but not as bad as some of the guys you saw before. He didn't cheat, in fact, he wasn't even in a relationship. He admitted that he's an idiot, even if he called you one. But he was one even bigger. Look at him, he looked like he's been overworked all his life. Even if he was mostly fooling around most of the time when you were texting him. It was hard to wake up and having no one to text, after you texted him for more than over a month. As much as you hated to admit, he was a decent human being. Almost. Yet to come? Is it to late to say sike? You sighed. "What do you want from me?" besides the obvious.

"Unblock me, please. Let's just talk like we did before. Or you could at least say hello from time to time, just to let me know you haven't forgotten about me." he hold your hand in his. His hand was warm.

"What if I want to forget about you?"

"At least don't let me forget about you."

"What if I want you to forget about me."

"You said you want to forget about me, you can't go the other way now." he just sounded like something he would say when he's drunk. Right. That not the sober Gojo. The one who would ask such stupid thing. Maybe it was better if you would have blocked him for something he said not so long ago, rather than the reason you started to text him in the first place.

"Let's talk about this when you're awake." it was mostly to send him home right now, then never respond to him ever again.

"I'm not drunk. I didn't drink anything the whole day." you sighed. Did this guy ever heard of hydration?

"Don't lie."

"I'm not lying." look at him looking like Pinocchio.

"Look at the time. I need to go home." you said and got up.

"Let me drive you home. I'm not trusting those friends of yours."

"I need to go to the bathroom." you said turning around to go to where the bathroom was.

"Let me come with you."

"Don't you think you tried your luck enough?"

"Don't leave me alone. Please." he didn't looked like his annoying usual self. Rather than that, he looked like a guy left in the rain. That soft expression on his face made him look like someone else. Where's the grin? Where's the expressions he usually makes? He hold your hands so tender. And the look on his face, and those eyes of his that somehow made you wish he had his glasses on.

"You said you wanna talk? Alright. Let's talk." as much as you want to say you're strong enough to let him go. You are, actually. But not when he looks like he's about to cry. What would people say or how would people look at you when a grown man that's as tall as almost the ceiling suddenly starts crying. "What made you say that you like me in the first place."

"You treat me different."

"I treated you different because I wanted you to take back the words you said to me. Why do you think I listen to your bullshit for so long? I never planed for you to fall in love with me. I only wanted for you to apologize."

"And I did apologize."

"That was all."

"I don't care if you played with me. I'll let you do it again." if he would had shut up from the start, now it would be different.

"But I don't want to do the same thing twice."

"Then don't do it."

"Look, man. Look- I just- I.." you took a deep breath. He knew what to say, but it was at the wrong time.

"In this little time we talked, have you ever think of me different that you should." who would have said they don't? Look at him. There are more than a bunch of girls waiting for him. If he could just.. If he would have said nothing from the start. Now it would have been different.

"We're getting out of subject." you avoid his gaze.

"Tell me what other girls been telling me. I like you because you treat me different. Maybe it would change something." what exactly does he want to hear?

"Like what?"

"I've got so many confessions. Tell me that you like me. I hope it would change something." what in the world is going on? Why is he changing so much. Earlier he was beginning and now.. Now what?

"Give me a little time to think." this fucker. Why did he showed up here anyway? Why is he saying all those things if he was planning on going back to his old self? Did he never learned anything?

"I can stay here as much as you want."

"Hey handsome." a girl suddenly appeared next to you two. "Do you have time for a drink?" you looked at him and then at her. Wasn't this the perfect time to escape? You could just get out of there while he wasn't looking.

"I'm here with my girlfriend." he said as he hold your hand. That girl left as soon as she heard that. "Forget about it. I understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore. Let me at least drive you home." what would be the answer? No. Obviously.

"I'm with my friends. I can't go without them." he looked left, then right. You could see one of your friends. He got out his phone and texted something, the next moment some guy was next to your friend, then walked away with him. You only got a text from her.

"Sorry. I had to leave." you looked at your screen.

"If your other friend isn't here, or leave by herself, you'll let me drive you home?" his confidence was somehow making you mad.

"Yeah, sure." you were so sure that you'll find that girl and go home with her. But you just woke up outside the club, next to a foreign car, and the tall guy next to you.

"Let me open the door for you." he said and open the car door, waiting for you to get in so he could also get in. You said nothing, you just looked out the window. It started to rain since you got out the club. It wasn't that heavy, hopefully you'll make it inside the house just a little wet from it. "Let me do that." he took the belt out of your hands and put it for you. What a gentleman, huh?

"I live-" he didn't let you finish.

"I know where you live." huh?

"Are you spying on me?" you put a hand on the door, ready to open it and run from there.

"I was in your neighborhood once with business. Someone told me where you live." what business? "That was a few weeks ago, when we still talked." oh. So then.. So he was there for some of his so called dates? It wouldn't be surprising if he fucked half of your street.

"I see." he started the car and drove off. Oh, but how quiet the ride was. Now, you two stopped at a red light, the rain was so heavy now.

"I don't think I can drive you home on this weather. Let me find a parking lot and wait there until it's calms down." one of the smartest things he said. You nodded and he found somewhere to park. A few minutes pass by, no one said a thing.

"How long do you think it would keep raining?" he only looked out the window.

"I don't know." you sighed and open your phone, searching for an answer, since he doesn't have one. But that made you sigh again.

"Can we stay here for a few more hours? It says here that I'll stop in the morning."

"Forget about it. I'll take you to my place." he started the car again.

"Huh?"

"I live right across the corner. I'll take you back as soon as the rain stops." then, you finally saw where he lives. Maybe you could stay for a few hours in place like this. His apartment complex does not look that bad. Can you even call this a simple apartment?

"I didn't know you lived like this." you got out his car when he parked the car in front of his so called home.

"You never asked." you weren't interested before.

"At what floor do you live?"

"27." rich mf. You followed him. You walked after him when he got inside the building, you were still right behind him as he walked to the elevator. This place looked so empty. The corridors, inside the metal box you were at that moment too. There were a few paintings and some small tables with some flowers on it on the first floor, after that, you didn't see nothing, even if you only saw the reception area and the hallway to elevator. His corridor was just, white, just like his hair. And his home? As white as the hallways. You looked around the so called house. Big ass couch in the middle of the living room. How does he keeps it so clean? It looked like no one stayed on it, it looked like brand new. The tv that's on the wall, facing the couch, almost as big ass the furniture that's in front of. Only now you noticed the blanket and the pillow that was on the couch. "Don't mind the mess. I've been sleeping on the couch these days." did he perhaps had visitors?

"You had company?"

"I wanted to change the picture a little since you.. You know." he stopped in the middle of the sentence. "Anyway." he took a deep breath. "Make yourself comfortable." you could see the rain so well out the window. You got next to the couch, but then you noticed the amount of napkins on the floor. "Don't mind those either. I've been.. Crying." he said and disappear in another room. Oh? Maybe this revenge thing is going better than you expected. Oh, but who are you to talk? You also been not good. You tried to mask it. But you're just doing as bad as him. "I got you some clothes to change if you want." he appeared back. Maybe he changed? No. He didn't. Did he? Isn't he just playing right now? Right. As he always do.. He sat on the couch, somewhere close to you, but at the same time keeping the distance. "Here. If you want." he placed the clothes somewhere in the middle, more close to you.

"What would you do if I gave you another chance?" the right question is what won't he do if you give him a chance. No, actually. Did you even gave him a chance from the start. It was just to prove something after all, and you were right.

"Don't say that if you don't actually plan to do so." why not? Is not like he can be affected more, right?

"I was curious." you said as you played with your fingers.

"Did you ever liked me? Or think of me?" didn't he asked the same question. You also asked yourself. Wouldn't you be lying if you said you don't. You almost gave up in the end anyway.

"Why do you ask? It's not like you don't know the answer."

"I want to hear it from you." you gulped.

"Maybe."

"Is that an yes or a no?"

"Take it as however you want." this is so embarrassing.. You avoid his gaze.

"You asked me what I'll do if you give me another chance, no? Well.. If you do give me a chance I can show you, since I don't have any words right now." but weren't you right from the start? He's the devil. Look at his words, listen to them, analyze them. His voice is sweet. That's something you can say. His words? He knows what to say. And it's makes you mad.

"Alright then." you said. Somehow, that was unexpected to him. He looked surprised. "If.. I give you a chance. And let says that I'll give it now..." you took a pause, trying to think of what to say next. "If I.. " no words came im your mind.

"Is that an yes?" he stopped you.

"Yes?" you said somehow unsure.

"I'll show you. If you let me." you nodded, only looking at your feet. Why couldn't this conversation be online, somewhere where you can run if you don't have anything to say.

"What do you plan to do?" he moved more close to you.

"You'll let me, won't you?" let him? What? "Stay with me even after the rain stops. I'll drive you home after you rest." well, his place is it nice. And you never heard a bad review about him. So...? With your heart in your teeth, you nodded. "I want to hear you say it. I want you to verbally confirm it."

"A- alright.. Geez.." a firmly hand on your cheek, making you to look at him. He stared at your face for a moment. His eyes moving all around your face. Your lips, your nose, eyes, he was making sure to look at everything. Memorize it, if he could.

"You're alright with it. Right?" you only nodded. "I want to hear your voice."

"I'm alright. You can do whatever you want." his face got closer and closer to yours, but he stopped right before your lips were about to touch. Is he tasting your patience? But weren't you were testing him too? Right from the start. Oh, yes, those times. And your lips finally touched. His hands moving on your hips, dragging you closer to him, he's also moving himself closer to you. His deep kisses now slowly transforming into hungry ones. One of his hands moving behind your head, slowly placing you on the couch. His kisses were longer, and longer. It was like he didn't even wanted to let you breath. The hand that was on your hip, reminds there, while the other moved along your body. From your chest to your thighs, he tries to be everywhere on your body. "Mmm." you tried to get away for a moment to breath. He gave you a moment then continued with the kisses.

"Wrap your legs around me." he said and placed one of your legs on his back.

"Hmm?"

"I don't plan on keeping you on the couch all night." is that so? he carried you to one of the closest rooms. He placed you on the bed, getting away for a moment, mostly to look at the way you looked in that moment. Then got back at what he was doing before, kissing you. He never stopped doing it, not even when he was carrying you.

"Are you going to kiss me until I leave?" no, he planned more. It was just that he takes his time. How long will it take for you to say that you want something. Or how long will it take for him to give up and lose him mind?

"Maybe." he planned more than that. But he'll make sure to kiss all of your body before you'll have to go. "If you want something you can tell me." or wait until he's going insane.

"Well.." he kissed you right before you could say something. "I am.. " and another kiss. "Impatient." and another.

"Mmm. I believe you." what is that supposed to mean? He finally got away from you, for a moment. "Let's take those off." and, like this, the clothes on you disappear. Nothing on, at this point. He gulped, somehow lost in his thoughts. Forgetting what he wanted to do.

"You're alright?" he never was.

"Alright, so." he got next to you, making sure you lay on your back as he sat between your legs. He made sure that he have more than enough space, and his hand now between your legs. His eyes moved up and down. Up to your eyes, and down to where his hand was. The way he feels now, it was.. Confusing. It made him unsure, you made him unsure. The way you were already so wet, that also intimidate him somehow. He have to show that he's a man. He can't become a jelly now. What if you don't want to see him anymore when you see him all soft?

"Satoru." his eyes moved back up, to look at you. "I'm kinda embarrassed.. Please don't look like that at me." how cute of you. He looked in your eyes as his hand moved on its own. His face getting closer again to yours, as his fingers makes themselves wet. A few circles around your clit as his lips touched yours. Then ,his hand goes down, slowly, two of his fingers disappear. It was just so easy to move inside you. But he just made sure to gave you extra attention. Never leaving you feel alone somehow. He kiss you, he makes sure you feel him and the warmth of his body. The look on your face said it all. And how can he not observe it? He curled his fingers, making you to jump at the feeling. It was mostly to see how you'll react. But he just finds it funny. He continued to kiss you as he continued to curl his fingers, oh, but how hard he's doing that. The room was filled with wet sounds and your muffed moans. And his actions become more and more aggressive somehow. The kisses are deep, while his fingers does the same action over and over again, hitting your walls. Somehow, this was his revenge for the time you left him alone. And it was a punishment to not believe his words. After all, you said it yourself that you're going home after you rest. He'll make sure to never let you rest. You tried to close your legs, he's too much. This is too much. But he was in the way. His fingers stopped moving, somehow, making you more relaxed and empty since he got his hand back to himself. He stopped kissing you and got out the bed. "Where are you going?" your voice shaking.

"No where." he sat next to the bed, getting something out the nightstand. A small box. He open it and got something square out of it. Condoms. How could you not notice sooner. His clothes off, sitting next to yours on the floor as he got back in bed. So.. This was it. Somehow, both of you were so anxious. Was the weather outside the fault of the way you two felt? It wasn't just that. It was also fear. The thing from earlier did not prepare you for what was going to happen. His eyes were fixed on your face. You could just not hide what you had in mind. "Look at me." he tried to make you look away from his dick. Mostly because you seemed so scared of it. He got back between your legs, now wrapped around him. He balanced himself, making sure to not fall on you. With a hand, he positioned himself at your entry, then slowly got in. His eyes keeps moving from your pussy to your face. Any kind of discomfort showing on your face? Or do you look like you have something to say? Can he go all the way in or should he wait for any kind of signal? It was just so warm and wet inside, it was like it was sucking him in when he tries to back up.

"It's alright." you're words were more to make him more comfortable. So, now, he hold you just so close as he finally got all the way in. Your hands on his back, holding him. It wasn't like you could loose him. Not when he was a mountain of a man. And he also hold you just so close. He sighed softly as his head rested on your shoulder, moving his hips slowly. He placed a kiss on your shoulder and then moved his lips back on yours. Right, he wanted to feel all of you after all.

"If I wasn't so tired I wouldn't have been so soft on you." you nodded. Right, didn't this guy confessed that he cried? Like heck you believe his words.

"I believe you." no you don't.

"Oh?" he said as now one of his hands were on your hip. He stopped moving for a moment only for then to start the same movement as before again. This time harder, not faster, only harder. He even stopped kissing you, he only stared at the faces you make. No, because you gasped when he started to move again. "What's wrong, honey? Use your words." he never change. Why did you believe him in the first place? He smiled at you, somehow tired, but that smile made you angry. But that only made his movement to change. He got half the way out then went back in, still hard. You tried to close your legs, but just like before, he was in the way. "You like that?" you shook your head. "Be more honest." he placed a kiss on your forehead.

"Shouldn't I say that?" you wrapped your arms around his neck. Why is he trying to play always cool? He stopped being that harsh, now moving his hips back how it was at first, long and slow thrusts. His forehead on yours, he close his eyes and just slowly moved. But something felt like it was missing, or at least to him. Oh, right, aren't you just so relaxed? How can you be like this after the hell days he had this week. One of his hands moved, now his thumb on your clit, rubbing it. His hand movement wasn't the same pace as his thrusts. No, it was more faster, somehow trying to see how much you can last. Because he can't do this much longer. "Mmm." the way you tried to not let out any sound, trying to bite on his shoulder.

"I'm also close." he could feel the way your walls are squeezing him. He started to kiss you again, hungrily, because that's how he felt. "I'm here. I'm here." he whispered between the kisses. His thrusts a little harsher now, never stopping the kisses, never stopping rubbing your clit. "I love you, I really do." he said before both of you finally release yourself. Him cumming inside of you, while you released all over him.

"You said something?" you tried to say catching your breath. You heard him say something, but you couldn't understand what.

"It's nothing." he said and he felt next to you.

"You're sure?" he dragged you in his arms.

"Mmm." won't you leave him again if he says those words again, anyway? It's better if he keeps it to himself. "Sleep here tonight. I'll drive you back tomorrow."

"Alright." he'll enjoy even the last second of it until you leave. All of it.

Now I'm kinda embarrassed of what I wrote.

#gojo smut #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jjk fanfic #gojo satoru smut

[sakumz]

I'M ABOUT TO EXPLODE CUTELY. I LOVED YOUR CHIAKI HCS THANK YOU SOOO MUCH i'm so in love with this idiot that's unbelievable

i hope that's okay if i ask you for another request ~☆ could you do morning hcs with chiaki?? gosh i just love this atmosphere of established and domestic relationships 😭😭

like how chiaki's and reader's morning would be. who would more likely wake up first, how they'd spend their little precious moment while they still have time to stay in a warm and comfortable bed..

-------------------------------------------------------a/n : kinda late I think idk can't remember when this ask was asked ( lol ) ahem anyways ta-da~ it's finally here. ooc a little

「 m. chiaki x gn reader 」

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◍ he hates mornings according to the wiki so we'll assume you both wake up almost at the same time, probs bcs both of you are fixed at waking up at 7 for school and now work. ofc if there's no work, he'll sleep in and definitely just cuddle you back to dream world.

◍ he's not a coffee person but he'll definitely make a cup of coffee for you daily if you enjoy drinking coffee. he dislikes the bitter aftertaste. teehee imagine waking up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee by the side table on the bed with a little memo note and a silly doodle signed off bcs your dear lover had to head to work a little earlier than you.

◍ if you both wake up early and there's no work and nothing important/urgent to do. be ready for long hours of hugs. being wrapped in your arms and him wrapping his arms on you, gives him a sense of belonging and feeling so so loved. he loves you so much and as a hero he'll protect you no matter what. you fit nicely between his hold. holding you close to him, brings him at ease. you're safe and with him.

◍ ngl he may try to make you breakfast in bed once or twice, he fails to bring breakfast to bed once he hears footsteps coming in the kitchen. the moment he turns, you're there with your messy hair and shirt slipping off your shoulder since you're wearing his shirt. likewise with you making breakfast for the man. he'll wake up to the smell of your cooking.

◍ if you're secretly part of the sakuma where you can sleep endlessly like sleeping beauty. then be prepared for aggressive shaking to wake you up. he won't shout to wake you up, screaming your name early in the morning would leave you in a bad mood or shock the shii out of you so no loud noises, only aggressive shaking.

◍ the type of guy to push the curtains aside to let the morning sun shine in the room. he'll stand there for a minute to enjoy the sun before moving away to look at you or leave the room.

◍ " good morning sunshine," he says as he plants a kiss to your forehead. everyday! he does it.

#sakumz.pdf #ensemble stars x reader #enstars x reader #ensemble stars #esworks #chiaki morisawa x reader

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Murder Drones HumanAU + some updates

Summary: Uzi doesn't get along with anyone in her school, let alone her town. Why would she ever do anything for them?

After a fiasco in their chemistry class, she and three other students are forced to compensate by participating in the entertainment portion of Copper-9's big fall festival.

Uzi is almost tempted to just take the three weeks suspension and marks on her record, but if she wants to get out of this town she can't have anything stopping her. So, VERY reluctantly...

She agrees.

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A/N: Still planning on a Nuzi post, but I've been so busy that I haven't had time to work on it too much this weekend.

As compensation... I have this?

I pulled that summary out of my ass, but I have a very vague idea of how this series would go. There would be probably at least two parts, each being multi-chapter with, of course, eventual Nuzi. Planning on sprinkling a bit of SmokeyBat and... Thuzi? Thi?? Uzid??? I don't actually know since I don't really... ship them?? Lol, which is a bit funny once you read what I've cooked so far.

Obviously, human au, with like 50 other themes mixed in (eventually). ALSO nothing supernatural (sorry if you wanted that, admittedly I did ponder the idea), but I still think this will be super interesting if I'm able to get a good outline going. I've been thinking about this idea for a few weeks.

Partly inspired by both Broken Balance by Gamecube19 and by chance by spero11 (which if you somehow haven't read I highly recommend). If I end up writing more of this it'll make a bit more sense where my inspiration came from.

Anywho, enough about me, lemme share my weird ideas with you all!

Sidenote: This fic will have NO smut or gore but WILL end with Nuzi if I pursue it, it just needs to simmer :)

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Uzi grumbles as the two idiots sitting in front of her continue their discussion on whether or not they can create their alcohol with the chemicals they were provided with for their chemistry lab that day. They were testing reaction types with certain compounds in various ways, which is up to their lab groups.

This usually isn’t a huge issue as her seatmate- Thad- is typically her assigned partner. Each lab table could fit four people, and since Thad was constantly to the right of her, he’d usually take pity when the teacher made the students choose their partners. Fortunately, that was a rare case when the teacher was in a good mood (which was never) and decided to let them choose their partners freely.

And in those rare cases, every single time Uzi tried to insist she was fine by herself, hide, or even pretend she already had a partner, the teacher has always either caught her or assigned her to an already made group (and this never ends up well for anyone in the classroom). Hence, why Thad (literally the ONLY person who talked to her outside of class occasionally) would always partner up with the girl.

She pretends it doesn’t make her chest feel funny.

But in a not super rare case (unfortunately), the whole lab table was required to conduct today's experiment together. 

In front of Uzi sat Sam, the typical resident stoner one can probably conjure up easily in their head. The stereotypical guy, except maybe the lack of obnoxiously dirty and long hair. He always had a beanie on like Uzi herself, though he has a buzzcut whenever it's off… which is seldom (once again, like Uzi).

Uzi wouldn’t mind the boy if he remembered… well, anything about her… but more importantly their freaking assignments that he constantly forgets to finish (she makes Braidon do Sam’s share). 

He always forgot her name, and even after re-informing him, he again forgets within the next few minutes. It's probably because of all the edibles he eats. Uzi thanks god every day she doesn’t have to deal with the stench of weed by this boy because god only knows if he’d survive her rage of having to smell that shit all day. They have close lockers so she wouldn’t be able to escape that reek even if she wanted to.

As for Braidon, he was a stuck-up, rude, and obnoxious redhead. He and Thad were definitely on the higher ranking when it came to their school's hierarchy, but unlike Thad, he flaunted that status in the stupidest ways Uzi could imagine. Constantly cut others in line at lunch, always making sure he’d “accidentally” spill his food onto the girl (which, way to get creative, idiot? Lizzy’s pulled that one back in Middle School), being the goddamned teacher's pet while borderline tattling on Uzi for things that never even happened (like the one time Rebecca stuck gum in another girls hair and had Braidon blame Uzi for it), and most recently, decided to “confiscate” Uzi’s belongings for a search as another student has supposedly reported to a staff member that she had firearms on her. 

Yeah, Uzi wasn’t fond of the asshole. Her dad always tells her not to fight so much with the other students, always urging her to make amends with the boy. She knows this is only because Braidon’s dad had a huge say in the community, along with one of the bigger funders of their shitty school. Uzi knows she could easily bend that bastard if he ever tried to get physical with her. She knew better than to retaliate physically with so much stacked against her (police chief's daughter or not), but she had her exceptions. 

The last time a bully tried really hurting her she kicked them straight in the face. Uzi had never felt more alive. Her dad wasn’t pleased with her two-week suspension, though.

But back to the shithead, he and his annoying ass tie made its presence known by discussing loudly with Sam about the lack of possibility of turning their little chemistry experiment into alcohol of all things. 

“Sam of all the things you could contribute, why choose this ridiculous notion? Whoever you give that to is going to end up in the hospital.” Braidon states, seemingly uninterested. Thad lets out a chuckle as Sam just gives a lazy shrug, mixing some chemicals he stole from one of the cabinets into a spare beaker that was left on the shelves. “Just lookin’ for somethin’ to do. Wasn’t this the uh- like, what we’re supposed to be doing anyways?” Sam questions, still casually mixing.

Braidon scoffs as he recites their assignment to Sam. Uzi growls and gets out her worksheet, intending to finish her work before class ends. With or without the help of her partners. Braidon will just figure out the work himself and give the information to Sam to copy.

She notices Thad watching her as she prepares their materials. She flushes a bit but elects to ignore her the heat rushing to her face as she finishes setting up, turning to Thad when she’s deemed everything ready.

“Ya ready?” She asks, making sure she doesn’t sound too interested in what he’ll have to say. Thad nods before he quirks a brow at the two in front of them. “What about them?”

Uzi rolls her eyes, “They’ll catch up, as always”. Uzi cracks her knuckles. “Let’s just get this over with already so I can stop talking to you idiots”.

Thad only nods, used to Uzi’s blase and hostile nature to be able to not feel too offended.

As the two work, Braidon seems to notice them moving on without him and Sam and huffs, before beginning to write down their data and shoving Sam in the arm to try and steer his attention at the task at hand (which has about a 30% success rate).

Despite Uzi’s general dislike of her school’s populace (or her town), they’re usually able to get shit done with minimal issues. Thad and Sam typically make for good buffers between the others. If left alone with each other for too long, an argument is guaranteed, along with a high chance of Uzi having a nice visit to the principal's office. 

With that being said, minimal incidents does not mean zero incidents.

The group finishes their lab reports first, thanks to Braidon and Uzi’s high intelligence (not that anyone is singing her praises), and they proceed to turn in their papers. Uzi cleans up the lab table since Sam is too doped up to realize it needs cleaning, while Braidon doesn’t care to help if it means any more interaction with Uzi, which neither of them wants.

Thad, of course, helps. And Uzi makes sure to be extra careful when he hands her a beaker he just rinsed, cautiously preventing her fingers from grazing his (even if she may desperately crave to). It doesn’t take long to finish, and Uzi lets out a sigh as she places herself back on her stool, checking her phone and noting that she only has twenty minutes before class ends. Luckily, this is her last class of the day. Once that bell rings she is out. 

Uzi leans down to grab her bag below her seat, struggling, before letting out a defeated groan and hopping out of her chair to reach it instead. She places it on the table before jumping back in her spot yanking her earbuds from the bag's side pocket and shoving them in her ears and phone aux. 

She puts on one of the many random playlists she’s painfully curated over the years on,  turning up the volume probably too high to drown out her shitty class, before grabbing one of her journals (which looked to have been used quite a bit), a blue and a black ballpoint pen (she’d need new ones soon), and a thick folder filled with varying sizes of used paper (both blank and assignments).

The others ignore her, Thad knowing better than to look at her work as last time he did so she shouted at him so suddenly that he couldn’t hear out of his left ear for the entirety of football practice.

Uzi turns to where she had left the journal’s bookmark ribbon, the page showing different designs for a variety of weapons, the next page is the start of a messy sketch of a landscape being made with small notes added here and there. It was a blank journal, so no lines obscured the mess of ink she had left behind.

Uzi hums as her music continues to blare, turning it up more as some lab tables away a group is having a spat about their results. 

Next, she grabs her folder, which is purple and made of cheap cardboard. The spine was starting to deteriorate and the smaller subfolders had been repaired with black duct tape to help keep it together, barely keeping all her papers together (she’d have to delegate some old papers to recycling or her closet soon). All of the papers were filled with notes from over the years, keeping the most important ones to the left, and the most relevant to the right. Uzi grabbed one from the right subfolder and turned it around to check the back, before setting it down and closing the folder. 

On one side of the paper was a one-page assignment that had been graded and returned, a large ‘100%’ in red marker covering the top. On the other side, there were more notes, mostly about some sort of story concept, along with side notes to footnotes, unorganized and multicolored. Uzi looks at some of the purple ink left on the paper, making a mental note to grab a pack of purple pens as well when she eventually goes to the store.

Looking at the paper, she smiles a bit before getting to work in her journal, making certain lightly sketched areas more detailed, adding elements she had previously intended to incorporate. In the corner in all caps in small letters, the words “DEATH’S DRONES: PLANET-9 CONCEPT.” Underneath in an even smaller font was “title a work in progress.” Uzi wasn’t very proud of her naming abilities. 

As the girl continued her sketching, she didn’t notice her table mates suddenly begin to speak. Not until someone rounded the table and painfully ripped one of her earbuds out.

“OW, What the absolute f-” She’s interrupted from her anger by the suspect, Braidon, tutting at her and waving a hand. 

“Oh, hush up you’ll be fine. We just needed you for something real quick.”

Uzi growls as she narrows her eyes, now noticing that Thad and Sam are also staring at her, with Sam at some point having also stood up and placed next to Braidon. He was still holding the beaker from earlier. She checks her phone. 

‘2:53,’ a little over five minutes left of this hellhole. Uzi detested the idea of getting into an argument with the idiot in front of her and having to stay at the school for any longer than she wanted because she had somehow “instigated” the dickhead and would probably have to attend detention. 

With a groan, the girl relented. “And why the hell do you need me?”

There’s a flash in Braidon’s eyes, and Uzi glares harder. It’s so unfair that the three surrounding her are still taller than her even on this death trap of a chair. Bullshit is what this is, but she’s not about to back down just because of a little height difference.

“Just drink this, Doorman.” He grabs the beaker Sam is holding and shoves it in Uzi’s face. Uzi looks down at it, eyes widening in surprise. Thad lets out a small noise, seemingly debating whether or not to step in. Sam, to his credit, finally looks a little less out of it and gives Braidon a confused look.

“Uhh… I thought you said if someone drank that it would-” He’s cut off when Braidon holds his hand up. The taller of the two glares, “Ah- I was just being hyperbolic, Sam. She’ll be fine! And hey, if this works, Chad and Brad will have something new to serve at their next party. Or you, Thad.” He gives a glance to the jock as he gives out a mirthful smile.

Then, he turns back to Uzi, placing the beaker in front of her. “Whenever you’re ready.” He grins, eyes sharp.

Uzi stares at him, then at Sam, then Thad. 

Braidon has a smug grin, his arms crossed as he waits impatiently for Uzi to take a sip of Sam’s concoction. Sam himself looks a little confused but mostly tired. He gives a small yawn and when he catches Uzi’s gaze gives a lazy wave. Thad just looks pensive, smiling encouragingly when their eyes connect.

Uzi takes a breath, pausing her music and calmly taking out her other earbud, before picking up the beaker.

Then, as she stares directly at the redhead, pours the liquid down the sink drain that lies in the middle of their table.

Sam laughs a bit, not caring about his half-hour of work being drained away. Thad looks a little relieved, though stares at the sink confused. 

And Braidon looks pissed.

Uzi sticks her tongue out at him and as she’s about to speak, a slow, crescendo of sizzling reaches her ears.

Confused, she turns to Thad who’s still looking at the sink, seemingly startled. She turns only to jolt when she realizes something is coming up from the drain. Both she and Thad bolt up from their seats (Uzi with some difficulty) when the sizzling gets louder and louder.

She bumps into the two boys behind her, but she’s too spooked to care. It seems they have the same mindset as neither comment on it.

Suddenly, there’s a loud ‘pop!’ and a large flash that engulfs the whole room.

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And when the light fades away? Uzi pales at what she sees.

The sink was ruined, the metal corroded away and the surface of the table surrounding the sink also had been damaged. Whatever Sam had mixed had eaten at the metal and table, leaving behind smoke that thankfully seemed to be teetering out.

The entire class was quiet, staring at the ruins of the corner lab table with wide eyes and open mouths. 

Until a very angry teacher marches up to the four and shouts.

“YOU FOUR, TO THE OFFICE. NOW.” 

None of them protested as all four rushed out of the classroom.

Uzi’s hands were shaking.

She ignores it.

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...so uh... let me know what y'all think! I don't have a name for this AU or story yet, but as I type more behind the scenes I'm sure I'll think of something... hopefully

I also had a helper with me as I wrote both this post and the "first chapter" so to speak.

Okay, so I don't have a beta and I probably won't need one (Grammarly has my back! I uh... think,,) but N was nice company lol. Uzi will be out soon and you bet I'm gonna go crazy with that when it comes.

The N Shimeji was created by Polar Summit, and you can find their other Shimeji projects here where they update their works!

Thanks for reading all my bullshit if you've made it this far! If I end up pursuing this I'll post it on my AO3, with some potential changes to this "first chapter" (which I want to make a little closer to 4k-5k words).

I won't reveal too much since I really like this idea and I uhhh kinda don't want people to take it? But feel free to ask questions and speculate lol love y'all <3

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aannnd they've multiplied. goodnight.

#long post #murder drones #uzi doorman #serial designation n #nuzi #biscuitbites #md nuzi #murder drones n #murder drones fanfic #md thad #murder drones thad #md braidon #md sam #thad x uzi #thuzi #idk their ship name help #smokeybat #murder drones sam #murder drones lizzy #md lizzy #md rebecca #murder drones rebecca #the illusion of choice au

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VERY LONG COMMENT!

Appreciation Comment + comment on the chapter ( basically me rambling for a very long time) ♡

The way I dropped everything I was doing the second, I saw the notification for House of Alpha chapter 14. (≧ヘ≦　)

I remember finding the series when there were only 3 chapters out, and I've never been more grateful to have found it! I absolutely adore the series (and all of your other work too! I found you through Bloody Summer on AO3~) (σ≧▽≦)σ

I love your ideas, your style of writing, the plot, the cringe, and 2nd hand embarrassment I get when reading. I adore you! Did I say how much I adore you? Well I absolutely adore you! ( ≧∀≦)ノ

ANYWAYS, enough rambling about how much I adore you and your work, LET'S TALK ABOUT CHPATER 14!!

When the explosion went off and I started freaking out along with Raven... I was about to fight whoever was going to hurt my babies (the alphas are everything but babies but they're my babies!) (ノ｀Д´)ノ彡┻━┻

Then, when I read that Nanami was injured and was bleeding, I was about to throw hands at the monster! Luckily (but still unlucky), it was just the poison... I need Nanami to be healthy again!! =(っ*´□`)っ

And then Satoru.

I'm biased since Satoru is my favorite, BUT THE WAY, MY HEART BROKE WHEN HE THOUGHT WE HATED HIM!!! I was screaming and crying no and how much I loved him. I need to hug my baby and smother him in my love. ｡･(つд`｡)･｡

AND THEN THE ENDING OF THE CHAPTER! Had me screaming from the kiss, and now I'm so excited for the next chapter! Time is moving too slow for me, I want to know what happens next, and I absolutely can't wait! (Take your time. This is just me being annoying–) 。。(〃_ _)σ∥

I seriously can't believe this story came to you in a dream. Why can't it happen to me too!? I seriously can't imagine it. If the story came to me in a dream, I would have been so upset when I woke up! Like, let me go back to dreaming where I can have hot guys in my personal space! (´□`; 三 ;´□`)

OK, LAST COMMENT I PROMISE!

This is actually my first time ever commenting despite reading and liking everything from you, so I'm just going to say, FROM NOW ON, I will leave a comment (on tumblr) on everything! If I don't, come and scold me because I need to smother you in affection for creating these masterpieces!! No, seriously, please remind me if I ever forget to smother you in affection because you absolutely deserve it! I'm counting on you to remind me if I forget to comment!

ﾟ+.ヽ(≧▽≦)ﾉ.+ﾟ

PS: Did I tell you how much I love you and your work?

PPS: You actually were one of the 2/3 writers who inspired me to start writing! Although it's still a work in progress because it's easier to imagine than write and because I'm procrastinating–

PPPS: I LOVE YOU FOR EXISTING AND CREATING THESE MASTERPIECES. I'M DETERMINED TO SMOTHER YOU IN AFFECTION!!!!

*Squeals and cry at the same time*

I like to type my response while reading a long comment but I’m already giggling and smiling like a damn idiot 🥹

I’m so glad you found me~ bloody summer was such a long time ago oh wow 😂. I have changed so much since my friend and I started that one. Sometimes I read it and hiss a bit, it is quite dark. I might rewrite it in my style? (Is that a writing style? I dunno I’m kind of new to this lol.) I was once a sadistic bean but I am now turned into a mushy chef 👩‍🍳(I swear I blame gege it’s his fault and I will raise my fist to the sky till the day I rest). Maybe I should change my name to chef’s kisses XD.

*giggles and kicks my feet some more* I swear i can’t stop smiling while reading this my cheeks hurt 😭.

Ooo~ just in case someone didn’t read chapter 14 yet I’ll put a spoiler warning hehe 🤭

⚠️House of alpha Chapter 14 Spoiler warning engage ⚠️

Yes 🥺, they are our psycho little pack but we must take care of them because they are silly and stupid at times.

I know our poor Nanami baby 😭🖤 (we are doing our best)

I’m bias about all the characters, my daddies can do nothing wrong XD. Gojo feeling sad because he’s feeling left out makes me do tha aaaahh~ poor bebe~

House of alpha is one of those stories where I’m writing a chapter and have to stop myself because I’m writing into the next chapter. I had planned to make chapter 14 longer but it was already peaking 4k and you know Gojo is going to want more from that kiss because he’s greedy 👀~. I also had fell asleep like right after I posted hahah. I was so mad when my work didn’t save I stayed up all night to finish it so don’t worry I’ll try to get that next chapter to you ASAP~ I do have two children that are not yet out the house (Looks at Desert Rose and House of Alpha stories) I must love them both equally so the next post will be for Desert Rose ~ don’t worry she’s almost old enough lol (not me treating my stories like kids XD) 🖤

Oh! Yes! I have very interesting dreams. I have so many ideas that I have to close off because I need to finish the stories I have lol. I like to focus on one or two stories at a time.

So~ I don’t think I can tell you how fucking hilarious it was when i ran away in my dream from the omega house. In my dream I actually was on the boat getting ready to sail. I was leaning on the side looking out at the beautiful ocean while taking a deep sigh. Like damn those were some hot ass alphas, I’ll never get that experience but oh well~ The captain sounded the bell for us to go but then stopped mid ring. that’s when two men stepped up beside me. Sukuna was snacking on fingers (he was a lot more gruesome in my dream. Like he actually killed miwa in my dream because he got pissy of the food she served him so I made sure to save her in the actual story and made that part part of the game story if that makes sense) while Toji just leaned on the side to admire the view with me. And Toji was like nice view Huh? And sukuna was like yeah imma stop you right here I don’t like boats get the fuck off And I looked at them like WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS DOING HERE?! And toji was like oh we were just seeing where you were going but let’s stop it here prime omega. And the complete shock I felt when they told me they chose me sent me flying over board as I swam away and ran because I just can’t accept nice things XD. yeah hehe my dream was more of the smutty bits and plots lol I don’t want to spoil it 🤭.

But when I woke up I was left in awe. It was like i watched a really good movie but I can’t tell anyone to watch it because it doesn’t exist so I gotta retell the story like tenacious D singing their tribute to the greatest song in the world but it was the greatest reverse harem issekai in the world 🤣🖤. I was like the people must know of this story !

Omg! 😭 this comment was already worth a thousand comments hahah! And I love to spoil so please don’t feel obligated, it just makes me so happy to even read this 🖤. I waited till the morning to read it since I was super tired when I finished chapter 14 I wanted to make sure I could really indulge in your comment. I saw it before bed and couldn’t stop smiling because I wanted to read it this morning lol. I feel like I just drank a cup of coffee and I’m so excited to start my morning so thank you, this meant a lot to me. You could have literally put I love you and I would have been grinning all day 🖤🤭.

Oh! I love love love when others are inspired to write so please if you need help let me know! I write stories I want to read 😭😭😭! I have bookmarks of fanfics that haven’t been updated since last year, I am desperate for more fanfics haha!

Oh wow I typed so much I am so sorry sometimes when I get excited I can’t stop typing XD

P.S: I love YOU and will do my best to spoil you with more to eat. I love to feed and please👩‍🍳🖤

[galvanizedfriend]

I am me so I must ask about the two Christmas fics (Xmas Fic 2 and Other Other Christmas Fic). Also so intrigued by Mystic Tours Not This (and the what is this because smut obviously)!!!

-Amanda

Hi, Amanda bestie! 😊

I love silly Christmas romcoms (as you know 😂) and I spent the entirety of the month of December almost nothing else, so I get all these stupid ideas I end up never taking forward because at some point I realize they're too dumb to come into existence. 😂

Xmas Fic 2 was Klaus being a hotshot lawyer or something and inheriting a Christmas tree farm (because of course) that comes with a sort of Christmas village (obviously) from his biological father whom he's never really been in touch with. There are a lot of complicated feelings there. But anyway, he first wants nothing to do it, and then he is convinced by Elijah to at the very least take a look at what is there so he can sell it. So he heads over to the farm and that's where he meets Caroline (duh), Ansel's former lawyer ("I'm a good lawyer") and who also has close ties with the farm. She ends up convincing him to sell the place to someone who will be interested in reopening it instead of whoever, because there's a bunch of people whose livelihooods depend on it (Bonnie, Enzo, some other folks), and there are some complications halfway because Elijah sells the place to Tristan de Martel, who's obviously an evil asshole. But anyway, Klaus still very much wants nothing to do with Christmas or farms, but he does want to keep Caroline (also he gets to find out a lot of things about Ansel that Esther kept from him his whole life).

Other Other Christmas fic (lol) is one where Caroline gets invited to spend Christmas with Enzo and his new spouse (I honestly can't remember whether he'd just married Kol or Rebekah, but it was one of the two) at their family's ancestral home somewhere posh in England. But at Enzo's wedding, Caroline had an ~~incident with Klaus and she absolutely does not want to see him again, so Enzo ensures her he won't be there because he's the Grinch, so he doesn't spend the Holidays with his family, going on skiing trips instead. Except there's a snow storm and Klaus' flight gets cancelled and so he is, in fact, there when Caroline arrives, and then stuff happens. Very creative. 😂

The 'Not This' part in Mystic Tours is because I didn't really want to keep that title or that name in the story, but I was totally out of ideas so I kept it there provisionally. It's another AH AU where Caroline runs a mystical/supernatural tour agency in Mystic Falls she inherited from her mom (who started the business with Sheilla Bennett, who not only is a self-proclaimed witch but also a professor who teaches a very popular occult and folklore class at Whitmore). Now her mom's dead and Sheilla has retired and it's Caroline, Enzo and Bonnie working together to keep the business aflotat, but they're struggling. So she gets this chance to participate in some kind of contest which will bring a popular influencer to town to promote her business (I think I got this idea from Lovelight Farm, or something like that. Have you read it? It's really cute!), except she ends up adding a sob story about how the heart of her business if her own love story with her fiancé when she submits her application. She does that because she knows this influencer has a thing for love stories, but the issue is she not only doesn't have a fiancé, she's not even dating anyone. So after a strong reluctance she ends up asking Klaus to be her fake boyfriend for the duration of the contest. They've been unlikely friends forever and Caroline has had a major crush on him, but she's convinced he's not at all interested and way out of her league because he's a hotshot gallery owner in New Orleans who always seems to be surrounded by beautiful women. Loads of Mikaelsons, Kol being a little shit, Carenzo friendship, Damon is a douchebag. Major tags here are fake dating and idiots-to-lovers.

#yokan answers #ask game #Amanda bestie

[star-shapedfruit]

Alright lets talk about THAT scene

Honestly I'm still processing all of it and I don't even know if this is even gonna be coherent or more like

This is long. LETS GO

So it's still very much up in the air as to whether that was really Hiyori or not because of the whole illusion thing that Father has going on in this domain but I'm going to assume this is actually her. It just seems kinda weird for Adachitoka to pull that and then go 'Haha SIKE! Jk!' in the next update. Like, if you're gonna pull a scene like that- you gotta commit to the bit ya know?

So let's assume it's all real. Cord snapped. Kapow. She's dead. Now what? God I wish I fucking knew because Adachitoka LOVE to throw curve balls at us so no matter what we predict it'll probably be wrong 🙃

But I think this might have something to do with it.

Kofuku was the one to originally tie the plaques together (uh oh) but then Ookunushi was the one to place them back and bless them with happiness. So you've got a disaster god dooming them but a god of fortune blessing them. Those poor plaques are so confused lol. But either way, Yato and Hiyori are bonded for life and that's an already pretty strong bond they've got. They're two idiots in love and call it silly and cliché but perhaps it's that bond that will save them.

Hiyori is a special case. She's a half-Ayakashi with ties to both the Near Shore and the Far-Shore and we have no idea what happens to someone like that when they die. Do they lose their memories? Will she forget Yato, Yukine, and everyone else from the Far Shore? Will she forget her name? Again, a tricky one but since she treads the lines between the two worlds and her soulmate is a god, maybe not. It could be possible that she retains all those Far Shore memories and forgets a lot of the Near. She remembers her name but can't recall her parents or friends faces.

(That then brings up the huge elephant in the room of what other shinki will think of that and then start to ponder their own deaths leading to the GGS (the likes of Daikoku, Bishamon and Ebisu's shinki etc) but let's just put that to one side for a minute. I can only have one panic at a time)

I think one thing is for certain at this point though. Noragami won't exactly have a happy ending. Either Hiyori somehow lives and Yato is forced to cut her ties and she forgets everything or she dies and permanently joins the Far Shore, leaving her life, ambitions, friends and family behind. And yeah, neither of those are good. But it looks like they're the only options. Now shoot me for this but I seem to lean towards the latter. I really hate endings where someone forgets the entire journey they just went on and it ends up in a sort of 'it was all a dream' ending. They just make me angry lol. Person has this amazing story and adventure and it ends with a literal I forgor meme? Lame. It's more impactful if both parties suffer 😈 (Why I always get more emotional watching the S2 finale of Doctor Who than the S4 finale. I hate that Donna had to forget everything to save her. But that's a completely different kettle of fish).

I went on a tangent there oops. ANYWAY. If we go down the route that Hiyori is dead then it seems like only two things can happen; she'll become a shinki or she'll be deified. She can't be dead dead I refuse to believe that 😤 Not only because she's my favourite character but I really can't see Adachitoka killing her off for good.

Now call me a hopeless romantic (and my Yatori brain going ding ding ding) but the immediate answer that came to mind when I saw this passage at the end of the chapter is love. Perhaps it'll be Hiyori's love for Yato (and Yukine of course) that will be the Deus ex machina that will ensure that she can come back and that she comes back with her memories in tact, maybe even bypassing the GGS. With that, she may be the secret weapon to destroying Father (did Ebisu and Take even destroy the shrine? Honestly can't remember). Whether that means Yato will name her and the three of them will completely whoop his ass or something else entirely, but I think that post-death Hiyori will be the final piece needed to end Trash Dad and the crisis on earth.

Horrific as it is, It would be fitting for her character to make that sacrifice. She's always been brave and selfless and if she knew that in order to save everyone she loves on earth and the rest of the population by fighting by Yato's side, even if that meant that she had to die, she'd do it.

Yes this isn't the perfect ending but there is no perfect ending. Hiyori has been doomed ever since she jumped in front of that bus.

#noragami #noragami spoilers #fucking hell that was longer than I expected #TLDR some power of love bullshit (affectionate) might save Hiyori in death and enable her to join forces with Yato to save the day #idk man my head still hurts and I don't know how everything is gonna be resolved in a satisfying way #I just really don't want it to end with her losing all her memories and this is the only other way it could go #anyway- *downs a bottle of vodka*

[aerodaltonimperial]

hi, friends, guess what time it is? it's DEEP DIVE RING POSTS with katy (and vamp). today's theorizing sesh is near and dear to my heart, namely because it actually took me awhile to figure this one out.

(but before we start, this is one of those moments where i'm going to say remember how a month ago we said they were majorly stalling this storyline until wrestledream because all this shit started to not make sense anymore - WE WERE CORRECT! we just didn't have all the information, since we clearly didn't know about copeland hopping over and that was in the works during the stall time. but while we didn't have the players right, we were spot-on with the tactics being used because they didn't make sense with what had happened earlier. i'm gonna give us like a B+ on that assignment, for getting the details right but not the main characters, and this is using my 11th grade civics teacher as a model after i wrote a 3-page essay on a historical presidential election where i could remember minute details but not who fucking ran in the race.)

anyway, keep that in mind as we head into DEEP DIVE THEORY TIME with katy, because we're going to look at these two theories:

darby is not actually injured

they are stalling again

let's start with #1! WHAT?? you say, and yo, i know, it took me weeks to figure this out, too, because dude has legit been doing a good job with this. except... not quite good enough. let's break this part down first, because honestly, we're giving him mad props for his, on account of he's fucking smart, and also we were suckered in and i mean, i gotta give props where props are due.

i'm still not totally sure if he really did get injured at wrestledream or not, but if he DID, it certainly wasn't bad enough to stop him from immediately going to europe and climbing mountains for like 2 weeks. dude was rappelling. there's some really fucking important shoulder and arm shit that goes into rappelling lol. but specifically, i kept waiting for an update after wrestledream that never materialized - either on the dirt sheets or on his IG stories, like a "haha broke my arm #coffindrop" you know what i'm saying? never happened. he showed up once, did a promo, and left. to climb mountains. sus.

then, he comes back. attacks nick after his interview with his mom (typing that sentence was a joy, i can't lie). the next day, goes to nitro and absolutely does not land that flip. what he DOES land is on his shoulder. the dirt sheets DID pick this up, with some pretty hilarious headlines. after this, he appears on AEW in the sling. the very, very prominent sling. it's so prominent, that it's on top of his suit during the ric flair segment. he even goes so far as to film an IG story with sting as sting tells him NOT TO GO TRY THE TRIKE FLIP AGAIN and darby being like NO I HAVE TO DO IT EVEN IF I'M INJURED and you know what, me not catching it here is on me, 100%. they were laying it on way too thick. that injury was THROWN IN OUR FACES lol. i'm better than this, i swear.

he even got nitro to go in on it, which, again, props. they were all "oooohhh against doctor's orders" okay but you know what works? if he actually wears the sling. when he goes. and has something on his arm. when he does the flip again. and doesn't fucking coffin drop a dude backstage from a cabinet using his bad shoulder without missing a beat and then going in for one of those half bro hugs after. he completely no sold it there. that shit ain't injured.

(also please enjoy the random wrappings - sometimes it's his elbow! sometimes it's his wrist! sometimes his shoulder is broken, other times fractured! good lord, he's like a fucking wizard.)

i'm pretty impressed, though. he knew that everyone would go "this idiot is ACTUALLY DUMB ENOUGH to do this shit while injured!" and he banked on it and he played us. that's like... the most self-aware thing ever. god dammit. he's hotter now. i'm so mad. I AM SO MAD lol.

so okay, he's not actually injured. that's fucking kayfabe. but the question is... why? why are they running a kayfabe injury? if they just needed to get him time off for his europe trip, then... he's back now? why keep it up now? in fact, why go HARDER with it now, when there isn't any reason to keep him out of the ring?

and that's #2: they're stalling again.

specifically, they are stalling for full gear. this storyline has suffered so many incidents of stalling, and we've really only identified the source of one of them: copeland. but, like, why did darby win the battle royale on july 19 to get a shot at the TNT belt AT THE BEGINNING OF SEPTEMBER? why on EARTH was that so delayed? anyway, i digress, the point is they are stalling, and i don't know why. sting is around until march. this feud has been going for months, so they don't need to add any additional story, so... unless darby fucks off for another climbing trip, i can't figure out why they would stall just for another PPV. this FUCKING STORYLINE has run for MONTHS and there is no REASON that christian should still be targeting darby when he's gotten everything he wants (the belt and nick wayne).

they are obviously teasing that copeland is going to be the third person in the sting+darby team, but vamp doesn't think he will be and i'm inclined to agree with her. the copeland v. christian feud is going to be a major thing for them, and it doesn't make much sense for them to go against each other in the ring for the first time!! ... in a 6-way tag match that isn't even really about them. we think there will be a bait and switch with this: they'll tease it like it will be copeland, as they already are, and then they'll pull the "i can't fight my friend" and bring someone else in, thus prolonging the inevitable copeland v christian show-down for later when it can be its own match, as it deserves to be.

but why. are. they. stalling. this. until. full. gear.

so the options are, in order of most likely to least likely:

darby is going to leave for another trip and they needed to give him time off. since it's his fake injury, this is my most likely option. the only reason i question this is because he's pulled this kayfabe injury into REAL TIME and darby... does not really do that super often. his IG runs non-kayfabe at all times. they could easily "fake" the injury on screen and he does whatever he wants off-screen.

they want to put more story into this, which is not necessary at this point because this has literally been going since july. but AEW likes beating dead horses with sticks, so. possible.

they are going to use ric flair and wanted to give him a PPV so it's a bigger match, which doesn't really make sense since he had a huge retirement match last year. but, maybe it's a big middle finger to everyone else, who knows.

they are stalling because they need the location of full gear.

why would they need the location of full gear? because full gear is happening in los angeles. if you needed to bring someone back after an altercation and were not sure what the reception was going to be, the best place to do it? hometown crowd. BUT KATY THIS MAKES SENSE WHY IS THIS THE LAST OPTION. because i don't trust ANY OF THESE FUCKS to do what makes narrative sense here lol. bringing jack in for copeland IS THE MOST SATISFYING NARRATIVE OPTION IN THIS STORYLINE. it's got punch, it's got pop, it's got the mirror of the mentee vs mentor we already have with darby and nick. it's finally bringing jack in when his GHOST has been behind this entire thing from the start. BUT IT HAS ABOUT A .2% CHANCE AND WE KNOW I DON'T EVER GET WHAT I WANT. so it's the last option. is it the most satisfying? yes. would it be what i wrote if this was a story? yes. will they do it? no.

honestly, darby doesn't need to BE in this story any longer. the only thing he needs to come back for now is nick, and they can tease that out until march before he leaves for everest and have the big darby vs nick showdown then. there's certainly no need to do it now: let it simmer. let them beat each other up backstage more. let shayna have more tearful interviews about their bro-tastic relationship. but he doesn't need to be here. and i can't figure out why christian is still targeting him, specifically. there's no point.

so... i'm stuck. i guess we'll see where they go with this, and if darby fucks off again, then we have our answer as to why they were stalling for nov. 18th, but for now.... i don't know! i have nothing. i have the most compelling narrative option, and i don't believe that they'll do it. so we're stuck lol.

i welcome any ideas to this, because i'm annoyed that i can't find the thread to pull this one out. and as always, if i'm wrong, it's because i'm actually kind of dumb: remember that essay. that B+ was kinder than it should have been hahaha.

#deep dive ring posts #IT'S THEORY TIME WITH KATY

[alicepao13]

So. The 7th episode of Hudson and Rex after a long and fully undeserved hiatus. First of all, good episode. Even if the plot is ridiculous and overdone in other crime shows, and the concept “Russian spy in St. John’s” is kinda laughable. But hey, I’ve heard more improbable stories in the news lately, so who am I to judge what’s realistic anymore?

How many English speaking people would be able to differentiate a French accent from an Eastern European accent in three words? Just wondering.

I don’t usually laugh in this show (not where I’m supposed to, anyway) but Jesse’s deadpan delivery of "Is it interesting?" was spot on.

Absolutely thought the boyfriend would have somehow ended up being tied to the murder. That didn’t happen. Then I thought the professor would have something to do with it. Didn’t happen either. Either I’m broken or they finally wrote a good script.

Charlie speaking out loud his findings as he searched the victim's library. It's probably for Rex who can't read lol

"I'm not a caveperson". Nope, it's still caveman, you can have this one, boys.

A Canadian getting banned from entering the US for violence? That’s truly a bad guy.

I did not understand anything about oil rigging in the Arctic. Nor do I want to. You guys can keep your Canadian secrets.

It happens in every show. If it's a cop show, we hate the feds. If it's a show about feds, the cops are morons.

How come I've watched so many shows referencing Russian spies and I don't remember Novichok nerve agents being mentioned by that name?

The moment Sarah gave Charlie the antidote that was pretty much where my hopes for a ride to the hospital were dashed. Like, come on, man, let me live a little.

Joe was rightfully pissed about getting stonewalled, although I don't think this case would have been necessarily solved faster if CSIS shared their intel.

Ah, Trina. That must have been her on the phone. It's nice to see they kept in contact.

Charlie’s house??? On my screen???

Charlie and Sarah in Charlie’s house??? On my screen???

Charlie knows the story of Sarah’s family. That’s cute.

Some mentions of Sarah’s family this season. I’m getting my hopes up.

*Charlie and Sarah about to kiss* Rex: Oh shit they’re gonna fuck again. *runs away* Charlie truly meant it when he said that Rex knows to make himself scarce.

“CSIS Safehouse” in large, Arial font letters. Oh boy, I’d like to see the audience screening that warranted that. (People are dumb. I know.)

So the first three letters of CSIS are for Canadian Security Idiot :P

Rex with the syringe in his mouth: Anyone with thumbs around?

Of course Charlie would inject himself with the antidote as he was dying like we’re in some Die Hard movie (I’ve never actually seen them). This was like 5% of the whump I was hoping for.

And then he gets up and stumbles a little and that’s it? How is it that difficult to write some whump? Arrest him and then pass out!

I liked that they finally managed to set up something comedic in the first arc and finished it in the last scene, with Jesse’s interpretation of what every other character’s reactions meant. I agree with them, by the way, Austin Powers is a bad choice, Jesse.

Also, Rex would make a fine ballerina apparently. Charlie secretly agrees.

It was a good episode, I don’t feel let down. As I’ve said before, it’s hard to have that promo hanging out there for 3.5 months and have the episode live up to the expectations. But it had the team working as a team again, Charlie’s house came back from the war, there were cute Charah moments again, there was team banter and funny scenes and Rex saved Charlie's life a bunch lol. I’m not sure what they were trying to do with the first couple of episodes. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.

The next episode is promising me whump again. I refuse to get my hopes up again but at least it will be only a week until then. Sadly, it seems like Rex is inside the prison. Like, what the fuck. That alone would be a major red flag for any inmate, they wouldn’t even need to know he’s a cop. Although if Charlie ends up getting beaten to protect him, I’ll forgive them for that and for that atrocious undercover hairstyle. However, it truly was an opportunity to see them working separately.

I love that they mention that Charlie has arrested so many guys in there. Maybe it would work if Charlie slicked his hair back… and Rex turned into a cat.

#hudson and rex #this is the trimmed down version lol

[blueneil]

Crying over SSL Kaoru's Route

i can't stop crying over them, someone pls help me….

I finally can play Hakuouki SSL on my pc, and ofc the first route i finish is Chizuru's twin, the one and only Nagumo Kaoru.

I really craved for "Yukimura" twin sibling bonding moment or them having actual sibling relationship (not where one of them trying to kill the other one).

AND SSL IS WHERE OTOMATE HEAR MY PRAYER

Whatever issues SSL's have, i just want to see my Yukimura sibling being happy :( so heres some rambles about it since i'm so happy after finishing it right now T_________T

Some cute SSL Kaoru thingy

-> KAORU PREFER CATS THAN DOGS!!!!!!!!!! also his reaction when Chizuru choose the same animal as him (despite Chizuru was like "B-but i don't hate dogs…" its literally the "You like waffles so you hate pancakes" shits) is just so cute and on brand. He really acts and looks like cat tho, theres also part when Chizuru calls the cat "Kaoru~" and the cat "meow" at it. I'm literally on tears rn…..

-> Yes… he has his own "Dead Note" where he put peoples names on it… thats so nerdy wtf (love him more). He also part of disciplinary comittee so he put names on students who broke the rules (or studets who getting too close to Chizuru) and give them strikes after that, well maybe its really a dead(th) note in some way.

-> Kaoru and Okita…. no matter what timeline it is i guess they just can't get along huh. Okita without his coughing and Kaoru without sniper behind him, this scene looks like shitan Okita's route remake in some way lol. Happiest ending ver.

The only time Kaoru and Okita actually "get along" is when they confront Sannan who suddenly being a "creep" to Chizuru

Which…. well deserved actually. Sannan you really need to sounds like it when you actually "didn't mean anything" hh….

Borderline-siscon-overprotective-brother personality really suits him lol

I mean, i think if the original timeline Kaoru have a better past with the Nagumo's or him and Chizuru isn't seperated, i think he will be like this too. His "Kawaii imoutou" phrase whenever he referred to Chizuru wouldn't sounds creepy or full of loath, but more actually loving and caring.

I mean, i think the main reason he "Hates" Chizuru is actually because he loves her so much, he thought she also have the same life as himz and he dream to someday he will make her happy together with him again just like in the past. But the feelings become cloudy when he learned his beloved sister forget him (when he always think of her), having a way better life, loves by everyone, and also she rejects him at the end. He thinks sibling should feel e/o but Chizuru didn't feel him at all, doesn't even remember her past/family, and living "her best life'". Theres black feeling right there but still he can't stop loving her so the only solution for him is to just bring her suffered like him.

*cough* so SSL is here to bring the pain away from them.

This is one of the funniest Kaoru overprotective mode, he really act as if he is also not a "16 year old" kid. AND I'M WITH CHIZURU, WHO IS WHO?!?!?!?!JSDHSBHS The only obvious one is "Idiotic student council president"??? T_______T Loose cannons is Okita i guess????? Happy-go-lucky is Heisuke??????

Tsundere big bro and bold lil sis

Even though yes Kaoru is really siscon like here, its actually still in the sibling border. Like the way he loves Chizuru is not disgusting at all, he just so protective and genuinely want to "fulfill" his role as big brother to Chizuru, but didn't know how to handle his feelings well lol so he really ends up being a tsundere mess.

I mean look at this one example, at first Chizuru is hurt, Kaoru then laughing at her, but when he realize Chizuru is actually hurt, he become worried and piggybacked her?! AND THEN LOOK AT THE PHONE MESSAGE SCREENSHOT, HE LITERALLY MAIL THAT TO CHIZURU AFTER THE EVENT. Thats so sibling thing,,,

Different from Kaoru who become "tsundere" when he expressed his actual feelings, Chizuru is actually so much bolder. She talks back to Kaoru, take initiative firts, and just "meh" it a way when Kaoru say bad things to her. It's like the gap of how different someone can be with their sibling vs with other people.

Heres some example lmao, Chizuru holding Kaoru's hand first so casually and Kaoru said he hates it but didn't trying to get away at all. (he loves it ofc he is). Then the bottom picture, its Kaoru mailing shits to Chizuru when he actually watching Chizuru from the crowd, and well Chizuru responds to his mail is sure come from heart <3

I need to put this because its funny seeing Kaoru dumbfound face while Chizuru saying the same thing 3 times cause his stupid brother apparently can't grasp the fact that his sister give him chocolate on valentine day WHEN HE ACTUALLY FORBID EVERYONE TO BRING CHOCOLATE AND DOING INSPECTION OF IT SINCE HE DIDN'T WANT CHIZURU TO GIVE CHOCOLATE TO ANYONE. What a cute irony.

Oh, and of course if we have bickered moments we also have the sibling wholesome moments

*sobs*

*SOBS WAY HARDER*

Also, when Kaoru calm like this, their face really looks like a copypaste (maybe because iT IS a copypaste) somehow i giggle at this.

So thats it i guess… i'll go back crying alone for now, no i'm still not done making a river of tears on my bedroom

#hakuouki ssl #yukimura chizuru #nagumo kaoru #i love my bby twin so much

[twicethetrouble]

Ref: Runaway freelancer Simmons AU

Just imagining later down the line that it just hits everyone that Tex is Simmons’ mom too.

That the director was the dad that left him.

That church is his ???

They don’t know what the hxll to call that actually.

Just like with Carolina.

Church is like the default name they go to instead of differentiating them at first or it’s like passing the torch??

Anyways, what does Epsilon think of him? Does any one ever find out about Eta? Like it’s pretty clear Carolina and Epsilon are brother and sister. But he’s not close to Simmons like he is with her.

When she runs off without telling him on chorus….

How does he handle that? Seeing her again?

The way i usually go about the weird family relations of the ais-to-living-churchs is that the fragments (ie: everyone except Alpha and Beta) are seen as Carolina's (and any sibling i might add. this isn't my only au where carolina gets a brother lol) siblings. Alpha is essentially a clone of the Director so any AI created from him at least has honorary sibling status. Beta/tex being an exception. (she's based off of an entirely different person so she's family, but not fragment sibling.) She and Alpha both are considered family b/c they're based off of Carolina's parents, but they aren't those people so it's a little weird.

Tex, specifically, is like parent-adjacent. Like she has memories and some left over parental feelings from Alison but she knows she's not her so i think she tries to ignore said feelings for the most part. She's a little extra protective of Simmons compared to the rest of the team of red and blue idiots, well, that's no one's business.

But yeah, the realization that the person Tex is based off of, is Simmons's mom would be quite the shocker. and probably explain why she kept beating Grif up so badly lol.

Epsilon doesn't really know what to think of Simmons. Like he never met the dude in Freelancer; Simmons left before he was ever created. But he does know him from Alpha's memories, (though i think Alpha may have purposefully erased the memory of Simmons taking Eta in order to protect Eta, so Epsilon probably only knows him as the demolition tech who's related to the Director.) Therefore Epsilon doesn't really know how to interact with him, so he just kinda doesn't most of the time. (they might bond more later but pre-chorus there is little to no interaction between Simmons and Epsilon.)

Everyone does eventually find out about Eta. I can't exactly remember if i had come up with a specific instance in which that happens or not. Simmons implants Eta end of season 6, waking them up, so they're awake throughout that entire pre-chorus arc. Their existance is found out either at the end of that arc or around the beginning of the Chorus arc, i'm not entirely sure atm.

and i think, Simmons would be angry with her for disappearing like that on them. Like, he chose to follow her to the end of the 'kill-the-director mission. the thought they were growing closer again, bonding. But then she and epsilon leave them without a word?

(part of him thinks it's only fitting. He did that to her in freelancer, she has every right to return the favor.)

but then she comes back. Without even an apology and barely an acknowledgement that she was gone. yeah, i don't think he'd like that very much.

Thank you!

#asks #rvb #red vs blue #Simmons's runaway freelancer au

[lunathebee]

Pairing: Marc Spector x fem!reader

Warning: angst, me doing some research and have to trust Google, no happy ending

A/n: This is my second fic so pls be easy on me, i am very sensitive to criticism (jk lol pls say your thoughts!!) anyone who like this fic should thanks @helloimtina , she offers me a part of her soul for me to write this, i also want to point out something

1. Marc live in Steven's apartment (as always and ofc)

2. This was heavily inspired by *you will see when u read it, don't wanna spoiled too much*

"Baby I'm home!" Marc happily calls out for you right after swinging open the door of his apartment. After a hard day of Khonsu constantly ordering him to be *the fist of vengeance*, he wants nothing more than to be in the arms of his lover, getting smooches and hugs.

"Y/n? Baby?" Marc called out again after hearing no answer from you. Are you still mad at him? It seems like you're more interested in staring at his little goldfish Gus than saying hi back to him.

Marc thinks back to the argument he and you had in the morning, he can't even remember what it is about to be honest, all he remembers is how sad you look when he decided to leave for work, earlier than everyday 15 minutes and with no goodbye kiss.

God, he feels like an idiot, of course you would still be mad, and now look at him, coming back with no flowers or chocolate, nothing to seem like the argument also affects him as much as it is to you, what can he possibly do? Look in your eyes and say a half-ass apology? Marc feels pathetic, but he has to do what he must do anyway.

'Couple argue all the time Marc, cmon, get yourself together' Marc told himself while awkwardly standing next to the fish tank, hoping that you would give him a sign, that you would yell at him or hit him, anything, just please don't give him the silent treatment.

"Y/n I-"

"Marc-"

Both of you decided to speak at the same time while looking into eachother eyes, but Marc insisted you talk first.

"You should take your medicine Marc" Your voice was so small he could barely hear it, but Marc could make out one word, and for him it was enough.

"Med- Medicine? Y/n baby what medicine? I don't-" You can hear the confusion, almost panicked in Marc's voice.

"Take the pill Marc, YOUR pill, take it Marc, stop trying to hide it, MARC TAKE THE MEDICINE" Your voice gets louder and louder each time, making Marc stumble backward in shock. Who are you? no, you're not Y/n, his Y/n would never yell at him like this, the eyes that one looks at him with love and adoration now full of hate and spite.

Marc feels his heart aching and his head pounding, why are you acting like this to him? What is happening? What did he do? No...no...no...

"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME YOU CAN'T MAKE ME-" Marc yelled out while repeatedly hitting himself in the head, hands losing control.

---

"Marc!" A male voice called out, taking his full attention. It was a man with a mustache and funky glasses, Marc squinted his eyes so he could read the name tag on the man's shirt.

'fucking....Dr.Harrow...what kind of name is that...' Marc thinks to himself while slowly blinking his eyes, getting adjusted to the bright light and white-ish room he is in, how did he end up here? He was talking to you one moment ago, and now he is siting on this chair, facing (what he assumed) a doctor.

"Marc, as I was saying, you have to take the medicine I personally-"

"where....Y/n, she...where...what did you do to her" Marc spoke out in a breathless voice, completely ignoring Dr.Harrow, but when did he get so weak? He has barely done anything and he is out of breath.

Dr. Harrow, who is now cleaning his glasses with a handkerchief, looks at Marc in a frustrating way. "Do you really want to know Marc? I have been trying my very best to help you, but look at what you have done, always making a mess, lying to the nurse, even trying to escape the hospital. Marc Spector I am asking you once again, can you be a bit more cooperative?"

Marc rolled his eyes backwards and cursed under his breath, he believes what he is hearing is nonsense, bullshit and on top of that, annoying.

"Marc, are you listening to me? I know you don't- hey! HEY!" Dr.Harrow's voice makes Marc sick to the stomach, so he does what he can only think of at the moment: order his legs to run away as fast as it can, even if  he would have stumbled and fallen down to the ground, face smashing to the cold marble floor.

Grunting and moaning in pain, Marc tries his best to push himself up before feeling he gets lifted up by 2 people, Dr.Harrow's voice still in the background. "Be gentle with him please, thank you"

After getting pushed back to the chair, Marc can't do anything but look like he is going to destroy the whole office, he is mad, angry and confused, he can't stop thinking about you, what exactly has happened...?

"Do you want to speak to Y/n? Hm? Would that make you calm down? I can call her right now, if that's what you want, Marc" Dr.Harrow continues to speak.

'Y/n.. my Y/n, please let me speak to her, please. I need to know if she is okay, I need to' Marc wanted to say that out loud, but his ego is too big, he refused to be weak and show emotions, so all he did was give the doctor a little nod, eyes yearning.

After giving out a long sigh, Dr. Harrow begins to dial the number on his landline, looking at Marc to assure him he really is calling you and not just faking it.

"Ah, she picked up here-"

Marc didn't even let the man finish the sentence; his hand immediately reached out to grab the phone,voice quivering. "Baby, Y/n, where are you? I can-I can save you if you want. I just have to figure out how to leave this...place...office, would you wait for me Y/n?"

Marc chewed on his bottom lip, anxiety slowly building up each second you don't respond.

"Marc....we have had this talk before, you're making it harder for Dr.Harrow aren't you? I know you're feeling very scared right now but it will get better bae, you will get better...I hope so" Your voice waver at the end, Marc know you're trying your best not to cry while speaking to him.

But what did you just say? You know Dr.Harrow? And..."we have had this talk before"? When? So many questions flood into Marc's mind, he can't help but ask again, hoping to find out the truth.

"You don't remember? You said you're ill Marc, you said that you need help, and that's what I have done, trusting Dr.Harrow to help you..."

"But... but you will have no one to protect you, I can protect you..." Marc's hand tightened on the phone after hearing what you said.

God... Marc is more stubborn than you think, he refused to drop the act, or admit that he is the one who is wrong, you're sick of it, you're sick of HIM. "For fuck's sake Marc, how can you even protect me? With your imaginary god and goddess? With whatever crap you bring up whenever I ask you where have you been? What the HELL is a Khonsu anyway? We fight so much because of it Marc, our last argument is the last straw. I can't... I can't love you when you're like this Marc. "

You cried out while saying everything, not caring if Marc can even listen clearly to what you have said, but you are too tired now. After hearing no response from Marc, you decided to hang up and shut down your phone, scared that Marc would call again, talking with you in his desperate and yearning voice, and you wouldn't be able to stop yourself from running back to him.

But the truth is, no call was made. Marc never dared to ask Dr.Harrow to call you again. He was on his knees, crying, screaming, throwing a tantrum like a little kid, and instead of receiving hugs and sweet encouraging words like he used to in the past when he was with you, Marc was met with a hard and disappointed voice from Dr.Harrow, saying he would never change and "the more you try to be tough, the more pain you have to suffer".

At this point, Marc has no energy to answer anymore. He looks like a corpse. His heart is beating, but at the same time, he wishes it would just stop.

"Now...like I said before....----" Dr.Harrow's voice faded out in Marc's head, he couldn't focus on anything besides what you had said to him. How ironic, Marc chuckled, he guesses the only way he can protect you now is to stop protecting you.

#moonkight #moon knight x reader #moon knight angst #moon knight imagine #marc spector #marc spector x reader #marc spector x y/n #marc spector x you #steven grant #jake lockley #steven grant x reader #steven grant x y/n #jake lockely x reader #jake lockely x you #oscar isaac