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tojiswhore-nanamisslut · 2 months

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Can I Show You?

pairing: Toji x Reader

warnings: vaginal sex, oral (f receiving), fingering, Toji calls reader "good girl"

synopsis: Toji wants to show you how much he loves you in the only way he knows how.

word count: 5.5k i went off lmfao

a/n: This was so hard for me to write because I felt like the sex scenes were just so empty. I've been going back and forth with this fic for a month and I'm just gonna post it bc fuck it. Also I love Toji dearly and I really wanted to write something that showed a softer side to him.

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You're reading Megumi a bedtime story when you hear the front door open and close.

“Papa!!” The little boy exclaimed excitedly. He quickly jumps out of his covers and slides off the bed backwards, his legs not quite long enough to reach the ground yet. He was only 3 after all.

You smile warmly at your son's enthusiasm and can't help your own giddiness at your husband coming home.

You close the book and follow Megumi's path out to the front room.

“Hey son,” Toji picks Megumi up in his arms, “did you take care of Mama while I was gone?” Toji asks, glancing over at where your body was resting against the wall.

“Yes!! I always take care of Mama!” Megumi replied.

“Good, I'm glad.” At that Toji walked over to you, a small smile on his face as he bent down to give you a quick kiss on the lips.

You looked up at him, “Welcome home. We missed you.”

His eyes softened as he looked between you and Megumi, “I missed you guys too. I'm happy to be home.”

Normally, Toji was home in time for dinner, but since the holidays were coming up he'd been picking up extra shifts to afford gifts.

“We were in the middle of reading a bedtime story if you'd like to join?” You ask.

Before Toji could reply Megumi was bouncing excitedly in his arms, “Yeah!! Want Papa too!”

Toji smiles, “All right.”

Once Megumi is settled back in bed with the both of you sitting on either side of him, you begin to read. As you do, Toji can’t help but to take it all in. A wife. A son. A job. A home. He doesn't know how he got so lucky.

He looks over at you as you read, his loving wife, with a soul so pure he felt like he tainted it just by being near you. What did you see in him? How could you love someone like him?

He looks down at the little boy tucked under his blankets. His son, who has your eyes and kindness. How could something so perfect be half of him? He didn’t think he was good for anything but ending lives, but here sat a life that he helped create. His blessing.

Looking between you both, Toji felt like he didn't deserve either of you. He never imagined in a million years that he would have this. A normal life. Not with the way he used to live. And he especially never thought he'd be a father. With how shitty his upbringing was he was afraid he would fuck up whatever kid he had. But with your guidance, and a lot of self-help books, you were both making it work. He would do anything for this family. It was his only one, as far as he was concerned.

After you finished the book you both gave Megumi a kiss goodnight and retreated to your own room.

As soon as the door closed, Toji's hands were on you, gently cupping your face. You gazed into his green eyes and in them you saw nothing but adoration and devotion. He's come such a long way since you first met him.

“Do you know how much I love you?” He asks.

You giggle, “Yes, you love me a lot. You say it all the time.”

At that he rests his forehead against yours and closes his eyes, “I love you more than that. I don't...I don't know how to convey how much I love you.” Toji didn’t know love until he met you. All he knew was abuse and hatred and resentment. How could he properly express how much love he felt for your family and what you've built? He could tell you he loves you every hour of every day for the rest of your lives and it wouldn’t be enough. You and Megumi meant everything to him. He doesn't know what he would do, who he would be, without the two of you.

His eyes open again and your heart aches at how desperate he looks. “The both of you mean everything to me. Everything.”

You can feel how hard he's trying to get his feelings across to you, pleading with his eyes for you to understand.

You respond by gently placing your hand over the one he has on your cheek, and placing your other hand directly over his heart, “I know, Toji. I know. We both know and we love you too. So very much.”

You both gaze into each other's eyes for a second longer and you hope he believes you. He's never felt worthy of your love. You knew about his past, he didn't hide it from you, but he changed his ways. For you. He started working on himself and got a regular 9-5 working on HVAC systems. He puts his entire self into your little family, or at least as much as he can. You can tell he's still hesitant about being a father. Like he's afraid he'll break Megumi. But you believe in him.

“What did I do to deserve you.” He says and starts planting kisses all along your face.

You giggle at his affection, “I could be asking myself that about you.”

He stops kissing you for a second and looks at you, “I definitely got the better end of the deal here sweetheart let's not kid ourselves.” And he goes back to kissing your jawline and down your neck.

“You make me happy and feel loved. I couldn't ask for anything more.” The end of your sentence comes out breathy as Toji starts nibbling at a certain spot above your collarbone.

“Can I show you? Please, can I show you how much I love you?” He murmurs against your neck.

You nod. You know Toji has a hard time expressing himself with words, but his feelings are always evident in his actions. He likes to surprise you with flowers on random days of the week, with your favorite breakfast in bed on the weekend, with a foot rub or a back massage when you’re sore. But most telling of all is how much he’s changed. He went from being closed off and dangerous to a hard-working family man. It took a lot of work, but he met you at every step of the way in trying to better himself. You know him showing his love for you in this way is as much for you as it is for him. He needs you to know how he feels and this is one of the ways he knows how to do it.

With one last kiss to your forehead, Toji picks you up effortlessly and lays you gently on the bed, hovering over you as he brushes his lips against yours, looking into your eyes. This close you could see just how green they were. A dark green, like a dense forest lit up only by the light of a full moon.

He planted a light kiss on your lips, not breaking eye contact, “I love you, y/n.”

“I love you too, Toji”

He finally broke eye contact as he trailed light kisses down your jaw and to your neck and then across your collarbones and back up the other side of your neck and jaw. He was slow and thorough with his kisses, like he had all the time in the world.

You closed your eyes to focus on the way his full lips felt on your sensitive skin. He hadn’t even really touched you yet but you were already feeling hot. Something about how slow and deliberate he was being was getting you worked up.

His lips were on yours once again, moving against them slowly. You felt his tongue lightly trace your bottom lip and you opened your mouth wider for him. His tongue in your mouth immediately found your own and circled it before licking the roof of your mouth and inside of your cheeks.

Your hands found their way into his hair, holding him to you as he continued to move his lips against yours. You couldn’t help the light moans that were escaping you, you wanted more, and you could tell he wanted more too by the way he looked at you after disconnecting your lips to breathe. His pupils were wide and his breath was warm against your swollen lips.

He stroked your rosy cheek with one hand before pressing one last kiss to your lips and then hooking his arm behind your back, pulling you into a sitting position.

He grabbed your shirt by the bottom hem and pulled it over you, followed by unhooking your bra and throwing them both to the side.

He looked at your bare torso, your nipples beginning to harden from the sudden cold, “Beautiful. You’re so beautiful.”

You couldn’t help but blush.

“Lay back down for me.” He whispered to you and grabbed your hand and held your back in his other one, guiding you back down.

When you were situated he got to work on removing your leggings and panties, leaving you naked.

He laid down next to you and kissed you softly, hand cupping your face, but then slowly running down the length of your body, his featherlight touch making you shiver. He passed his hand over your sternum, then down your stomach before angling towards your hip and then rubbing down your thigh towards your knee before retracing his steps up the other side of your body. He was avoiding your erogenous zones which was starting to drive you crazy. You wanted him to touch you goddamn it. You could already feel the wetness gathering between your thighs as his languid movements made your pussy pulse.

“Toji I ne-”

“Shh, sweetheart, I’ll get there.” He whispered, cutting you off with a thick finger to your lips.

Despite his words, though, he did finally give you some relief. He moved down so he could take one of your pebbled nipples into his mouth while his hand played with the other one.

His tongue licked circles over your areolas, occasionally flicking your nipple. He moved to the other one to repeat the process. Each flick and roll of his tongue sent sparks of pleasure running through you. Toji was a master with his tongue and knew exactly what to do to make you feel good.

You ran your fingers through his hair as he continued to suck and lick and massage your breasts, squeezing your thighs together to get the stimulation you were desperate for.

You let out a breathy sigh, holding his head close to your chest, enjoying the feel of his lips sucking on your nipple. He finally paused to look up at your relaxed face, “You’re beautiful.” He said as he caressed your cheek.

You smiled and he leaned forward to kiss your lips again. As they moved against you, his hand once again traced down your body, but instead of deviating at your navel, it traced straight down to your mound. At the feeling of his hand trailing lower you opened your legs for him, eager for his touch to soothe the ache you felt.

His middle finger traveled right over your clit, causing you to moan lightly, until it rested right at your entrance, with his ring and and index fingers right next to it on your pussy lips.

He let out a sigh upon feeling how wet you were, his cock aching against his pants. But he wouldn’t give in to his own pleasure. Not yet. He needed to show you how he worshiped the ground you walked on. How he would do anything for you, no matter what it cost him.

Looking at you through half-lidded eyes he gently pushed his finger into you, making you arch your back and moan.

Finally you thought.

His lips continued moving against yours as he started to move his finger, pumping it slowly in and out. You sighed against him, his thick finger giving you some relief but also making you want more. As if he could read your mind, he added another finger, scissoring them inside of you.

“Ohhh” You moaned, arching your back again. The extra friction you felt from his added finger was just what you needed.

Toji broke away from your lips and moved back down to your breasts, hooking his fingers inside of you at the same time he took a nipple into his mouth.

“Fuck” You let out a breathless sigh, burying your hands in his hair.

He moved his fingers faster, hitting that sweet spot each time he pushed his fingers in. A squelching sound filled the room as his fingers easily slipped in and out of you and he sighed against your nipples. Your pussy was drenching his fingers, he needed to taste you.

He gave your nipple one last suck before kissing his way down your body until his head rested between your legs.

He saw how wet you were, the puddle forming under you as you squirmed and moaned from his ministrations. He bent his head down and breathed in your scent, letting out a low groan. What a perfect pussy, he thought. So wet and so beautiful and all his. His cock twitched at the thought of sliding into you, but he had a ways to go before he allowed himself to find any pleasure. He needed to make sure you understood how much he loved you first.

With that he removed his fingers, sucking on them to taste you before peppering kisses on the inside of your thighs, causing you to whine and thrust your hips up.

“Toji stop teasing me.” you said breathlessly.

He looked at you through half-lidded, lust-filled eyes, “Anything for you.”

And then his eyes fell back onto your dripping cunt before he dragged the tip of his tongue from the bottom of your entrance all the way to the top, licking up the wetness overflowing from you.

“Haaaaah” you gave out a breathy sigh, relishing in the delicate touch of his tongue.

He licked the length of your entrance a few more times before he moved up slightly to lick your clit.The light circles he was making had you stuttering.

You once again put your hands in his hair, trying to hold him in place so you could grind your clit on his tongue.

He let you, holding his tongue out flat and against you, giving you the stimulation you desired.

“Oh Toji” you moaned as you moved your hips on his tongue.

But before you could get carried away he closed his mouth, wrapping his arms around your thighs and holding you still so you couldn’t move anymore. You were about to complain until his lips latched around your clit and he started sucking, causing you to gasp.

He alternated sucking and licking, making you moan loudly, “Oh Toji it feels so good.”

He detached from your clit, “I know sweetheart, yer moans sound so good.” His voice was thick with desire.

He moved back down to your entrance, licking up the mixture of his saliva and your juices that were staining the bed. But this time, he kept rubbing your clit with his thumb while he prodded you with his tongue. The feel of his soft tongue against your folds had you moving your hips, desperate for more. He obliged, sticking his tongue in you and licking your walls.

You moaned loudly, “Oh babyy, oh Toji, fuck.” You were gasping at how good it felt. His tongue started thrusting in and out of you as he continued rubbing circles on your clit. His lips were pushed up against yours, trying to get his tongue as deep into you as he could. You tasted salty and sweet. It was a taste he could never get tired of.

You could feel that familiar sensation building up in you and you arched your back, gasping and moaning, pulling his hair. He moaned in response, feeling your walls begin to tighten around his tongue and doing his best to maintain his rhythm with how much you were squirming. He tucked your thighs further against him to stabilize you.

The lewd noises of his moans and the wet sound of his tongue lapping into and against you pushed you further to the edge.

“Toji, oh, oh Toji I’m gonna cum I’m gonna-”

You got cut off by your own release. Waves of pleasure wracked your body, causing you to buck your hips up in time with each one.

Toji continued working you through your orgasm, never once disconnecting his lips or thumb, and moaning as his tongue was coated in your orgasm.

When it was finally over you were laying there, limp and breathing hard with a layer of sweat on you.

He finally looked up from your cunt, his chin and lips shimmering with your essence and then he licked his tongue around his mouth, all while keeping eye contact with you. You couldn’t help but blush.

“Did you like that? Yer pussy tastes so good I could eat it every day for every meal and never get tired of it.”

You giggled, “I mean you already try almost every day so I don’t doubt if you didn’t have work that you would try for multiple times a day.”

Seeing your smile made a small one paint his own face. He kissed his way back up your body and as he came to be parallel to you, you slid your hand down to feel the thick bulge in his pants.

He groaned at your touch, closing his eyes and putting his forehead on yours.

After a second he gently grabbed your wrist and brought it to his mouth, lightly kissing from your wrist to the crook of your elbow, leaning over you to kiss up further to your shoulder and then your neck, sucking gently on the spot above your clavicle that caused you to tilt your head and moan.

Your hand traveled up to hold his head as he sucked and nipped at your neck, your other hand traveling up his shirt to feel his muscled torso. His boner was pushed up against your thigh and you wanted to touch him. To give him some relief. So you trailed your hand back down his stomach, going for the waistband of his jeans before he once again grabbed your wrist and brought it to his lips, mimicking what he had just done to your other side.

“Toji, I wanna touch you.” You pouted.

He pulled his face back to look at you, “I know sweetheart, but I want this to be about you right now. I want to focus everything I have on you. You come first. Always.” The deeper meaning behind his words was not lost on you, and your eyes softened, bringing your hand up to caress his cheek as your eyes landed on the scar on his lips.

You trailed your fingers over his lips to trace it. You knew Toji endured a lot of trauma as a child. The fact that, despite it all, he could be so loving and tender, was amazing.

You looked back into his vulnerable green eyes, “I love you. So much.”

His brows furrowed every so slightly, “I love you too, y/n. More than I could ever explain or even show you... But I’m trying.” And he looks at you with those pleading eyes again.

You hold his cheek and lean in to kiss him, your lips moving to the harmony of your love. It’s slow and familiar. These lips have danced together a thousand times but still manage to leave you both breathless and lightheaded. Trying to convey with motion what you can’t with words.

You break briefly, both panting against each other, and you’re once again squeezing your thighs together for stimulation. You wanted to feel him in you, to feel his body on yours as he moved with you.

You look at him, “Toji.” And he can see what you want in your eyes. What you need. So he pulls back from you, allowing you to unbutton and unzip his pants as he takes off his shirt. He then helps you pull his pants off along with his boxers. His thick length springs out and your mouth waters. How badly you wanted to taste him, his tip coated in precum. But before you can bend your head down towards him, he’s pushing you back so he can hover over you, caging you in with his hardened, muscled arms. Your hair spread out on the pillow under you.

You can feel his dick resting on your mound, and then he starts moving back and forth, the friction making you moan.

“I love you.” he says again, and you run your hands along his arms and torso before wrapping them around his neck, pulling him close to you as you simultaneously wrap your legs around his hips, “I know Toji. Now show me.”

His eyes widen slightly, and then he’s slowly pushing his tip into your entrance, causing you both to moan into each other.

He takes it slow so you can get used to him, pushing just a little bit in at a time, each extra inch going in causing you both to moan, until he’s finally bottomed out, both of you breathing hard.

He plants kisses all over your face, keeping himself still so you can adjust to him. He stretches you out in the best way. You feel so full, like you couldn’t possibly take any more.

He plants one more kiss on your lips before he slowly pulls out and thrust back in. You can’t help the loud groan that escapes you. This is what you’ve been wanting. His dick is so perfectly suited to hit you in all the right places and the way he moves his hips is divine.

He does it again. And again and again until he’s built up a rhythm. In and out in and out. Slow but deep. A familiar squelching sound filling the air every time he pushes back into you.

“Oh god Toji, oh fuck.” You moan as he continues his tender assault.

“Yes sweetheart I know,” he breathes, “I know I know it’s so good.”

And he bends his head down to suck on your nipples again while one of his arms slips under your hips to angle you up slightly, allowing him to go deeper and hit that perfect spot that has you panting. His slow, long strokes allow you to feel every vein on his cock as they rub against your gummy walls. Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure through you.

You look down to watch his hips connect with yours, and when he pulls out you can see your slick glistening on his shaft. The hard muscles of his body tensing each time he pushes back in.

He lets go of your nipple as he sees you watching, “Do I make you feel good?” he asks, moving to suck on your neck.

“Yes” you moan in response.

“Good” he gives a shaky breath, kissing up your neck to connect back with your lips, “I love you” he says against them, thrusting in again and grunting.

You can barely gasp out an ‘i love you too’ as you feel your high approaching. The way he’s making love to you, he’s telling you he loves you with his lips and his hips in unison. He’s going so slow but every stroke hits you in just the right spot and you can feel your body tensing. The slow build up coiling to an almost painful tension.

“Oh, oh, mmmm Toji i’m, oh i’m gonna cum again Toji.” You cry.

He keeps thrusting languidly into you, “Cum for me baby girl. Let me feel you.” He says, watching your face. He wants to see exactly how you look when you cum for him.

At his words your body is wracked with its second orgrasm of the night. His thrusts slow down to an almost full stop as your pussy clamps down on him and he groans, doing his best to keep his own orgasm at bay.

You rock your hips up into him as your orgasm passes through you, nails biting into his back. You can’t help how loudly you moan, the tension finally releasing from your core and spilling all over him. You hold him tightly to you as you ride the waves of pleasure and milk his cock, crying out his name over and over the whole time.

He has to bury his face in your neck so he can focus on not cumming but the way you’re moaning his name and spasming on his cock is testing his ability.

When you’ve finally settled down, he pulls back from the crook of your neck to look at your fucked out face, “I love you.” he says as he plants a kiss on your cheek. But before you can respond he’s moving inside of you again, causing you to groan because you’re still feeling the lingering pleasure from your last orgasm.

“I love you.” he says as his pace picks up again. Except he goes a bit harder this time and he bends your knees to your chest, putting you in a mating press. You let out a lewd moan at the new angle. He’s going in so deep you can feel his tip kissing your cervix with each thrust.

“You’re so beautiful y/n. I love you so much. So fucking much.” he whispers in his ear as he fucks you harder. You can hear his balls slapping against your ass, adding another sound to the symphony you were both creating.

“Oh fuck Toji” you whine.

“I know, baby. You take me so well. So goddamn well.” He grunts in your ear. You can barely focus your eyes, your mouth perpetually open as your breath is pushed out of you with each deep thrust. He’s bottoming out each time, using his body weight to keep your knees to your chest while his arms are on either side of you to hold himself up. Your cunt feels so full. There isn’t a single spot inside of you that his dick isn’t touching. That combined with his balls slapping against your ass have you panting again, the pleasure once again building in your core.

“Fuck Toji. Fuck, f-fuck.” you pant out as your finger nails dig into his back, trying to deal with the intense sensations and the rapid tightening as you climb towards another orgasm.

Toji hovers over you, hips rutting against yours and watches your tits bounce with each firm thrust. You were a sight to behold. Such a beautiful woman and all his. All his to love and adore.

“Cum for me again, y/n. Let me feel you again.” He breathes, moving to suck on your neck. After a few more deep thrusts you’re quickly cumming on him once more. Body tensing but unable to properly release the tension because of the position, causing you to just feel the full brunt of your orgasm. You start screaming his name when his lips find yours, swallowing your pleasure while your body convulses under him and he does his best to fuck you through it, moaning deeply into your mouth. Your pussy spasms around his dick, tightening and causing him to groan. The pleasure is blinding, you don’t feel anything except your orgasm as you body shakes and your pussy gushes and pulses around him. It takes a minute for you to finally come back to your senses and you realize Toji had released your legs and stopped moving inside you.

“Did you cum?” You slur, breathless and fucked out.

He looks at you, panting and pupils blown, “No. You told me to show you how much I love you. You think my love amounts to only a few orgasms?” And at that he lifts you up so you’re straddling his lap, dick never leaving you.

You put your arms around his neck to stabilize yourself as he starts moving once again.

“Tojiiii.” you whine, starting to feel overstimulated.

“I know you have one more in you sweetheart.” He says as he takes one of your arms from around his neck and kisses and licks at your wrist. You groan because it does feel good but fuck you’re so spent already.

“Don’t worry,” He puts your arm back over his shoulder, “Let me do everything.” And he grabs your hips in his big hands and lifts you off of him before bringing you back down. The angle with which he brings you back down causes your clit to rub against him and you moan at the spark of pleasure it ignites. Maybe you did have another one in you.

“That’s my girl. Let me make you feel good, let me show you what you mean to me.”

You moan at his words and lean against him, arms loosely wrapped around his neck as he fucks you onto him over and over, rubbing your clit against him each time.

The new position isn’t as deep as the last one but the stimulation to your clit is making up for it. Your breathing is erratic and you let out quiet curses as the pleasure builds inside you.

Toji moans in your neck, feeling your tits dancing against his chest with each thrust and the fat of your ass jiggling under his hands. He won't be able to hold out this time and picks up the pace, pulling you down onto him harder and faster.

Both of you start moaning louder as you get closer to your final release.

You’re like a ragdoll hanging against him, all you can do is moan as you begin to feel that tightness again.

“Toji...Toji...” you moan weakly. His pace picks up even more as does his breathing, and your clit is getting even more friction now. Your body starts tensing and Toji’s moaning against your shoulder.

“Come on, y/n. One more. Mmm, y/n let me give you one more.” He grunts out. Trying to hold back.

He moves you a few more times, sucking on that spot above your clavicle that you like and it leads to your undoing. You cling to him as you cry out, pussy spasming around his dick as you climax. The tightness along with your screams of pleasure and your body wrapped around him cause Toji to reach his high as well.

He’s thrusting into you once, twice, three more times, cumming into you as deep as he can, whispering “I love you I love you I love you” through his whole orgasm, crushing your body against his as he holds you tight.

You both stay like that for a little bit, just holding each other and breathing hard.

Toji catches his breath first, kissing your shoulder, “You okay?”

You couldn’t help but giggle, this man just fucked you senseless in the most tender way. You were more than okay. “Yeah.”

He pulled back, “What’s funny?” He asks with a small smile on his face.

You look into his green eyes, “Nothing. I just love you.”

His eyes soften, “I love you too, y/n. So much.” And he kisses the inside of your arm that’s still resting on his shoulder.

Toji starts leaning back to lay down on the bed, holding you close to his chest as he does. You lay there on him, listening to the sound of his heartbeat while he strokes your back.

“Thank you.” Toji says quietly.

“Huh?” You sit up slightly to look at him. You weren’t sure if you heard him correctly.

He clears his throat, “thank you” he says a little more firmly.

You sit up more now so you can look into his face, “Why are you thanking me?”

His hand continues to lightly stroke your back, “I wouldn’t have any of this if it wasn’t for you. This job, this home, Megumi...Everything that makes me happy is because of you.” He looks directly into your eyes as he says it, and you see how much he truly believes it. You wish Toji thought better of himself. You wish he could understand how much he meant to your family. That he could understand and see just how much Megumi and you loved him. You were thinking about how to get through to him when an idea crossed your mind.

You ran your hands up his chest and to his cheek, moving forward to kiss his scar, causing his soft cock to finally fall out of you.

“I know you love me, Toji. And I know you love Megumi and our family and everything we’ve built together. It wasn’t all me though. You’ve grown into a man I’m proud to call my husband and become a father that Megumi adores. We love you, Toji. I love you...” You trail off briefly before meeting his eyes again, “Can I show you how much I do?” You ask, leaning forward to pepper kisses along his jaw.

His eyes widened at your implication and he laughed, pulling you back to look at you, “How did I get so lucky?” And his lips were on yours again, dancing to the next song.

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junicult · 9 months

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Hello! I really love how you write for harvey and had wanted to ask this for a long time but i can’t see if you’re open or closed for request/Asks.

But if you are may i ask you what do you think about Harvey knowing dances like Cha cha? or Waltz?

I don’t know where this idea came from but Whenever i see him on the town especially with the seasonal outfit mod on winter~

He always strikes me as a refined man from a wealthy family and I don’t even know why plus his portrait looks like he’s the type to listen and sing along to up town girl (T-T)

Thank you~

pls forgive how messy this entire thing is i just worked an 8 hr shift but i see harvey…i gotta write for harvey.

i’d agree he was raised pretty well-off, but still humble. he never really had to worry about money growing up, and i still feel like when he reached a certain age he got a minimum wage job just for his own benefit.

like he never struggled growing up, but he also wasn’t swimming in money. he could afford to get things he wanted, but he didn’t unless he needed them. whether his parents raised him that way or not, he’s always been responsible.

and i definitely agree he’s a gentleman, always has been. he was the type that was raised to say “excuse me,” before leaving the dinner table, y’know?

speaking of, his family was also the kind that made it important to eat dinner together every night. i think he’s carried that on since childhood.

i wanna hc him w siblings. i just feel like he was the middle child for some reason. it radiates off of him. either that, or only child. but i think it’d be cute to imagine him as the middle brother of two sisters.

the most refined men have older sisters, THIS IS A FACT!!

he’d just be forced to listen to all of their problems as teenagers, and he’d learn a lot from them. i know he got along with them so well. he was a little nerd with his interests, and his sisters would gift him little model airplanes on his birthday that he still keeps in his apartment 🫶🫶

now, to bring up the dancing thing; i also agree. his parents probably threw all of them in like cotillion when they were preteens. like u know those like 6-week long ballroom dancing classes that take place like every wednesday night or something… (am i embarrassing myself by knowing too much abt this?)

yeah. he did one of those. and the fact that the knowledge stuck with him for so long says something. but it’s not one of those things he’d just tell you, it’s something you’d find out on your own.

let’s say you’re a fairly new couple, but you still haven’t met each others parents / family yet and stuff. so he’s spending time with you one day, cooking u dinner (as per usual) and he just drops the bomb like, “my sisters wedding is in a few weeks. i was wondering if you’d be my plus one?”

obviously you said yes because…well…it’s also an excuse to get away from work for a weekend and spend time with your boyfriend.

but also it hit u that ur gonna be meeting his fucking family then, too😭😭

ANYWAYS the weekend finally comes, he’s dressed in a cute little suit, got a nice little haircut for his sisters wedding & he’s looking very handsome. he gets to see you all dressed up too, and he’s just a smiling mess the entire weekend because it’s such a special day and he’s a sentimental guy. he definitely dropped a few tears during the ceremony & omfg i’m getting so off track LMFAO

so when the time comes where the bride and groom get to have their first dance, your nerves have calmed significantly because you’ve already met his family, all is well and now you’re both happily watching the newly weds. (he’s definitely not thinking about being in this scenario with u, no. not at all.)

now everyone gets to come in, so ever the gentleman he is that was raised right, he asks you for a dance.

it’s only then when you realized you’ve never actually seen harvey dance, so when he takes your hand and delicately holds onto your waist, guiding you—it’s baffling. you’d expect the anxious man u know and love to be a little uncoordinated & nervous. but no. here he is making u look like a FOOL.

“i didn’t know you could waltz,” you whisper, adding a little laugh.

“i didn’t know you couldn’t waltz.” he teases, smiling at your look of shock. he easily guides you through the dance. no he doesn’t dip you or anything because who is he to steal the light from his sister, and also that’s so excessive 😭

but towards the end he pulls you in for a short kiss, just long enough to get the message across that he’s happy you’re the one he danced with.

like he’s trying to tell you ur the only one he wants to dance the rest of his dances with.

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I haven't posted in a while, but I'm working on this twst oc fic (working is a very loose term because it's all in my head and I'm struggling to write anything down), so I thought I'd post an little snippet of it here.

For context, my OC is named Eve Stirling. He reincarnated from a fantasy world that had it's own magic. Backstory wise, he was an orphan on the streets who was picked up by a noble and trained to be a bodyguard/ personal attendant. The noble turned out to be the 'villain' of the story (not that anybody knows that), but Eve was extremely devoted to him, called him Master, blah blah blah. Long story short, the 'villain' got defeated and killed by the worlds hero, and despite Eve's best efforts, the hero's part did not kill him out of misguided assumptions of innocence. Ultimately, Eve died after avenging his master, and reincarnated into TWST, where he becomes a painter (only so that he can make portraits of his Master), and is desperately trying to find a way to bring his Master back to life in this world, or travel back to his original world to revive him there. He get's placed into Pomefiore during the sorting (not rlly important here but it felt right that you know)

The snippet takes place during the Scarabia chapter. Eve is commissioned by Kalim to make him a painting that captures Scrabia's essence (kalim's words, not mine lmfao).

Lotta backstory, but I feel like it's necessary lol. The snippet is under the cut!

“Ah, yes.” Viper coughs lightly, “My apologies, but I have a request.”

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“Can I help you, Mr. Viper?” he asks without turning around.

Eve finishes the stroke and gently wipes his paintbrush before setting it down. Truly, what Viper thinks important enough to interrupt him after being specifically asked not to, he doesn’t know.

“What is it?” he turns around and startles at how close Viper is standing. He didn’t even hear him approach.

What on earth…?

“There’s something in your eye. Let me get it out for you.” Viper reaches up and gently brings Eve’s face down level with his own. Their eyes lock.

The world turns black.

“The one you see reflected in your eyes is your master. Answer me when I ask. Bow when I command. Snake Whisper.”

Stirling falls, which is an unusual reaction in and of itself.

Jamil glances down at the prone form on the ground and crouches to check his pulse. He’s not dead… surely… it would be quite the hassle if Sterling did die right now, considering numerous people are interested in his well being.

No, the pulse is still strong. Not dead, thankfully. But still unconscious.

“Of all the troublesome reactions…” Jamil mutters as he drags the other man onto the bed. “You just had to faint, didn’t you? What kind of weak…”

Jamil cuts himself off as Sterling begins to shift. He prepares to knock the other man out at any sign of trouble. He can’t afford to have any unknown variables appear at this stage of his plan.

Sterling groans and sits up, clutching at his head.

Abnormal reaction. The spell didn’t work.

Why, exactly, the spell didn’t work is a mystery for another time, when Jamil’s entire life goal is not about to be shattered into pieces. He moves to grab his magic pen, only to freeze when Sterling snaps his head over. He stares at Jamil. Jamil stares back. Sterling’s face begins to flush, and the look in his eyes as he gazes at Jamil…

It’s almost reverent. A gaze of love, devotion, loyalty, relief; everything the Asim family has ever expected of Jamil, packed hypnotically in eyes so deep, Jamil almost drowns in them.

He feels like a god under that gaze.

Sterling opens his mouth, face flushing. His voice comes out wispy and faint, barley making a noise. The words seem to come out almost involuntarily, the way they push so lightly past his lips, hanging in the air with all the weight of the world.

“... Master…?”

Eve wakes up dazed, head pounding, staring up at the ceiling of his temporary room in Scarabia. He sits up, groaning and clutches his head as his headache intensifies. He feels the same as he did back when he trained against Master, body battered and aching.

He grips his head tighter, and then freezes as the presence next to him makes itself known.

That aura…

Eve whips his head around, disbelieving and nearly breaks down.

A man sits next to him, glorious as the day Eve saw him last. Black hair perfectly straight, falling like silk strands around a strong form; skin pale and scarred from battle, stretched perfectly across sharp features; eyes red like the rubies inlaid upon his crown. A man sits next to him, staring down at him with amusement.

Eve could cry.

My God, My World, My Everything..!

My-

The image flashes briefly, pale skin turning tan, sharp features turning sly, before it settles back into place. Eve’s eyes white out in pain.

“...Master…?”

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maxverstepponme · 1 year

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Steppy’s thoughts on Drive To Survive Season 5:

Please take into account that some of the things might not be corresponding to the actual episode, but I forget things so bare with me 💀 also I’ll try to make this as short as I can because I talk too much 😭

- The way Guenther and Gene got rid of Mazepin… they were waiting for that 💀

- Mazepin getting called “Mazapan” 😭

- The way Guenther and Gene spoke about Mick was just not it. You can be mad that your driver isn’t performing the way you want him to in a shitty car, but human decency shoukd always come first. Fuck them. Fuck Haas and fuck everyone except Kevin. Fuck Nico just in case.

Episode 2: Mercedes principal Toto Wolff works to combat the team's unexpected struggles, while Lewis Hamilton navigates a bumpy ride in the team's redesigned car.

- BUMPY RIDE LMFAO

- Horny telling Toto to change his fucking car? My favorite moment of this whole season.

- Toto really went all psycho on them because they didn’t want to help him 😭 like bro, if everyone else but you was able to somehow fix their proposing issues, that’s your problem only.

- When he tried to use the “safety” speech and Mattia wasn’t having it? Hilarious. Mattia lowkey said “your team’s safety is not my problem”.

- Whenever George opened his mouth: 😐

Episode 3: Ferrari drivers and decision-makers feel the pressure of high expectations at a star-studded new event in Miami and a game-changing race at Silverstone.

- Whenever Charles spoke I felt a pain in my heart. I’m a Max fan and all, but I like Charles and I feel that his team failed him miserably. He deserves better so I hope Ferrari doesn’t fuck him up again. I don’t want him to win but yeah 😭

- I forgot about the Monaco “stay out, stay out”, if I was Charles I would’ve yelled at them. I don’t care.

Episode 4: Crashes and costs mount for Haas as driver Mick Schumacher fights to live up to his father's racing legacy and proves his worth to the team.

- When I tell you I cried almost the whole episode I’m not even joking.

- Y’all know how much I love and adore Mick, and you know that I’ve said that his performance wasn’t the best, but the way the team treated him? That’s fucking disgusting. How do you expect someone to be motivated when all you do is break him down? The fact that Kevin was the only person who believed in him is so sad and tells us all we need to know about Haas as a team.

- Guenther’s comments were just not it. I don’t care if you wanted him out, but no one deserves to be treated this way.

- When Max started talking about him I BAWLED my eyes out, and when they showed baby Max with Michael, tears kept falling and they didn’t stop. Plus he gave me baby fever LMAO.

- Max can’t even leave me alone on an episode that’s not about him.

- When Mick said his last name is a blessing and not a curse like many said? He said fuck you in every single language possible.

- Love Mick. Fuck Haas.

Episode 5: Otmar Szafnauer's efforts to overhaul Alpine bear fruit, until a new round of driver musical chairs throws his plans for the future into question.

Episode 6: Daniel Ricciardo's future starts to look uncertain when McLaren team managers set their sights on new talent, while Alpine weighs the best way forward.

- THESE TWO EPISODES 😮

- Fucking Nando making me laugh the whole thing. Man couldn’t give less of a fuck.

- The DRAMA was insane, and Bear became my new favorite DTS member.

- I feel like Mclaren is a good opportunity for Oscar but I totally understand Otmar being pissed. They spent 4M on the guy for him to just zayn like that.

- Pierre being chosen over Daniel by Alpine wasn’t because they think he was better but because he was most affordable. Daniel might not be delivering as expected but man is expensive af.

Episode 7: As the Red Bull team pushes to build on its lead against Ferrari, all eyes are on Sergio "Checo" Pérez during a dramatic Monaco Grand Prix.

- Dramatic Monaco Grand Prix? More like Ferrari being Ferrari and fucking up another Grand Prix.

- Checo reacting the same way I did when Seb decided to be funny.

- My theory about Carlos ALWAYS being on the podium whenever something crazy happens was proven right AGAIN.

- Checo saying his family is the most important thing and talking about his wife after cheating on her 💀 + the damage control made with scenes from their wedding, funny af. No one will forget it, but good try Checo.

- Max talking about the pressure of being a Red Bull driver when he’s the pressure 😭

Episode 8: When Pierre Gasly announces he's leaving Alpha Tauri, Yuki Tsunoda faces losing a teammate and a friend.

- Yuki farting next to Pierre at any chance he got 😭

- You know I’m not Pierre’s biggest fan but the way he talked about Yuki made my heart melt. You can see he actually cares about him. After all, he did say he was like a little brother to him.

- Yuki saying that he’s not a rookie anymore and that he’s ready to lead the team 👀 I hope he does though, I’d love to see that and I’d love to see him prove us all wrong.

- Nyck saying he’s going to bring maturity to the sport and me wheezing because I FUCKING FORGOT HE’S ALMOST 30 😭

- Yuki almost crying when Pierre was giving him a motivational talk.

Episode 9: With both championships within reach, Red Bull's team faces incendiary accusations that they've cheated by violating a league-wide spending cap.

- “We didn’t cheat” - Horny.

- “Turns out we exceeded the limit” - Horny, 5 seconds later.

- Toto going one by one trying to stir shit up and the only one who ended up doing something about it was Zak.

- Mattia going all “it wasn’t me” on Horny and gaslighting him into thinking that if he thought he did something was because he was guilty.

- Max saying that those things basically don’t concern him. King behavior.

- Zak laughing about his letter but then going silent and pissed when Max won again and Red Bull became champions 😭

- Helmut going “okay” when Horny told him to go and get the trophy.

- Fucking Jos ignoring Miss Racist in Austin 💀

- Max saying the team deserves it and then hugging the team 🥹

Episode 10: The 2022 season hurtles toward a conclusion in Abu Dhabi, where Ferrari fights to hold off Mercedes and McLaren hopes for a miracle to overtake Alpine.

- Not much to say here.

- Mercedes being Mercedes. I felt bad for Lewis though.

- Turns out I was half asleep when I watched Abu Dhabi because I didn’t remember shit from that race.

- Fucking Alonso saying bye again and saying he’s happy to leave 😭

- Seb saying he doesn’t know what it feels like to be away from the sport. Cried again.

- Daniel’s little tribute 🥹😭 I’m going to miss that idiot so so much.

That was basically it. I hope you enjoyed this masterpiece ❤️

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th3-wh0le-c1rcus · 1 year

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hey it’s me 🥺🥺 please…adam fluff and smut headcannons. im begging pookie 😔😔.

i added a tiny tiny smidge of angst just for fun 🥰 ignore how bad these are bbg

WARNINGS ~ mentions of smoking, fighting, and yelling

TYPE ~ fluff headcanons (dating Adam)

READER ~ not specified

PDA 😗

i don’t even think i need to explain why this is canon

bros hands are all over you 24/7. On your shoulders, hands, waist, thighs

also he likes to take advantage of situations where you’re forced to be really close to he can “accidentally” put his hand on you…

s o m e w h e r e…

yk like trams/trains and shit bc everyone has to stand up and it’s all squashed ew

it doesn’t matter who’s there or where you are but Adam will always find a reason to touch you.

obviously unless you’re uncomfortable with it

then he’ll (at least try to) restrain from being so physically clingy LMAO

CONFESSION 😨

100% gets Lawrence to do it for him little pussy.

Lawrence didn’t know what to say so when he asked Adam all he said was “idk just do it please it’s not that hard”

(if it’s not that hard why you can’t you do it yourself ugh)

but then gave him a whole ass script (which was full of bad grammar so it made no sense)

on the day of the confession he just hid behind a tree or something while Lawrence told you what Adam wanted him to say

and you literally saw Adam hiding from the start so you knew what was happening 💀

obviously everything went well and you said you liked him

so Adam proceeded to literally tell everyone he could contact and brag about you

“yeah i have a S/O and you don’t haha”

“yo did you hear? i’m dating now 💪💪💪”

queue numbers my temporex <33

NICKNAMES 😝

okay tbh Adam’s only nickname for you is literally just ‘babe’

other than that he just calls you by your name

but he does do this thing sometimes where he comes up with the most obscure random dumb nicknames he can think of and calls you them all day as they progressively get weirder and weirder just to mess with you

bro called you his sexy microwave oven once <333

DATES ❤️

Adam the typa whippersnapper to take you rollerskating as your first date

and then take photos of you when you fall and fucking break your leg

definitely gets you mcdonald’s for dinner because wtf else can he afford 😭

sometimes for dates, you two just doing terrible photoshoots in public areas

but like really weird places you wouldn’t normally do photoshoots at

like outside public restrooms LMFAO

also can i just say he has SO MANY FUCKING PHOTOS OF YOU ON HIS WALL

anyone who comes in his room for the first time is probably gonna think he’s some sort of stalker

FIGHTING 🙁

it breaks my heart to write this it really does

despite how well you two get along, you fight frequently

mainly over Adams smoking problem

when y’all fight it’s mainly just Adam yelling random things at you that sometimes don’t even relate to the argument

he’ll call you annoying or crazy for always pestering him about it

never will apologise unless you do it first, he’s too prideful for that

he also fails to “talk things out” after you both calm down because he just cannot talk about his emotions

so he usually goes for a walk (or a smoke)

he’s such an independent alpha guys😍

but you two sleep it off, there’s no way you can break up over a fight, your bond is too strong!

smut headcanons: (real)

lol u thought

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tappedthedavidsassonce · 1 year

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Angels sooooo have era centric styles, you can’t tell me they don’t.

Are you gonna tell me their 2000’s era clothing were their choice???? Absolutely not.

>Gabriel is 100% the 70’s, did you see how at home he was in those clothes? Bro would wear bell bottoms unironically and I love that for him. (Also orange is his color and that era LOVED orange) also the 70’s was the time for an artistic revival with disco at the forefront! I especially love how it took advantage of the 60’s which is usually regarded as the big honcho of out there ideas and today is blamed as the turning point of delinquency. And much like Gabe, the 70’s skirts prosecution because of the distraction the 60’s posed. But! 70’s fashion took it’s turn with comedy and charisma and ended up paving the way for the 80’s scene, which is also right up Gabe’s ally. It’s funny actually because Dean is heavily influenced by the 80’s and the rise of rock and roll. Didn’t Dean say if Gabe was less of a dick he’d be his type of guy? Or was that a fanfic… ANYWAYS!

>Micheal is the 50’s… don’t ask but it’s definitely influenced by Clickbaitcowboy (Can you tell I’m heavily influenced by him??) and also y’know, his overall vibe. He EMBODIES the baby boom and postwar influence on the people of that era that undercut the survivalist women of the 40’s and thrusted men yet again at the forefront of innovation. Aka men taking advantage of the times and capitalizing off of the efforts of women that happened during the depression when they had the chance so they can forward their agenda. (Profiting off of war efforts and raising soldiers… very Micheal)

>I wanna say Lucifer would be Victorian because of the gothic aesthetic but also the vampires and demons… hello. Also I think it’s hilarious that Nick would quite literally be a sickly Victorian child if Lucifer cared a smidge more about his overall appearance. Also historically speaking the period is the Industrial Revolution which not only caused an actual intellectual renaissance but also brought about a ton of crime, murder, cheap sin, and desperation. I think it’s very fitting since Luci’s Revolution also led to crime, murder, cheap sin, and desperation.

>Raphael. If I were lazy I’d say 50’s because she follows Micheal so dutifully but she is an individual and I heavily believe she followed Micheal only because she genuinely thought he had their father in mind for all of his decisions. She is a daddy’s girl but also a boss ass bitch and so she DESERVES the 40’s!!! The 20’s era feminists and individualists influenced an era of craftiness in the depression. They were literally sewing bag dresses and inventing affordable foods to keep everyone alive which is very much Raphael. (Or at least my understanding of her character) But also it was much more subdued than the 20’s which I think is Raphael’s main thing. She’s very much an independent and intelligent Angel but that all takes the back burner in the face of her responsibility as archangel—protecting her siblings and navigating for them while keeping up pretenses that everything is okay.

>Castiel was so easy, he is literally the 2000’s. Style is usually invented at the point of individualism or for the sake of self expression and Cas became himself when he met Dean aka in the 2000’s. Also the style is very him, trench-coat with a loose tie and a white shirt? Sir, get out of my Starbucks with your bullshit, you can’t be anything other than 2000’s camp, you psycho.

——Apologies for any misspellings or grammatical mistakes, it is midnight lmfao.

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le-trash-prince · 7 months

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Ray fans look away because I’ve got to vent a little.

One thing that particularly rubbed me the wrong way in regards to Ray using Sand as a surrogate caretaker was the comment about the nurse because it shows that Ray is not as helpless as he makes himself seem—he just wants to be spoiled.

And this is coming from personal bitter experience of having wealthy friends use me for both physical and emotional labor :| I had a friend tell me that she didn’t need to bother getting therapy because I could just repeat everything my own therapist was saying (even though she would then argue with every statement because she didn’t actually want to get better lmfao). I had a friend whose parents were Multiple Houses Rich tell me that therapy was “too expensive” as an excuse for constantly trauma dumping on friends—and then later that year drop 25k in cash on a car lmfao AHDJFJD JUST TO PUT IN PERSPECTIVE THE PERSONAL SALT I HAVE. I hate seeing rich ppl take advantage of someone less wealthy just so they can get something for free.

Because Ray has the audacity here to act like he’s helpless and uncared for, even though he has the money to meet his own damn needs! And Sand is rightfully commenting on it, just as he did earlier when he told Ray to save his money for a shrink.

Because yes, therapy is expensive. Rehab is expensive. Not everyone has access to those things, but Ray does! But instead he demands that Sand be the one to put in the work to make Ray feel better about himself.

Things like that can make a person feel really devalued. You feel obligated to help a friend because you want them to feel cared for, but when they manufacture these situations in order to demand labor from you, it makes you feel like they don’t care about the reason you’re doing this. No matter how much you bend over backwards to make sure that they’re okay, that they’re healthy—they don’t respect that effort by trying to take care of themselves. All they care about is getting attention.

And when it comes from a rich person, it’s like, what the fuck man? Why do you feel so entitled? You think your life is so stressful? You’re going to say that your life is stressful when Sand is working multiple hustles in order to pay off his family debts and get through school? Sand needs a roommate in order to be able to afford his apartment, meanwhile Ray is benefitting off of his dad’s second home. Ray can afford to have a nurse take care of him, but instead he asks Sand to take time away from making money that he needs.

Ray has never had to deal with the stress of paying for rent or food or dealing with debt collectors banging on his door. The only stress in his life is that people want him to care about himself! It really bugs me when rich ppl act like their needs are the only ones that matter 😠

The only thing standing between Ray and sobriety is Ray himself. And I’m not saying this to devalue how difficult it is to climb out of that pit, because I have fought depression myself for many years. But the barrier for a poor addict to reach sobriety is so much higher and the judgment they face for not being able to afford help is so much worse.

And I can’t believe Ray had the audacity to complain about his dad wanting him to get rehab. Like, this kid would prob be set up in the nicest rehab center in the country, going on nature walks and doing pottery, but he acts like it’s a sign that his dad doesn’t give a shit.

I’m not going to pretend like his dad is a great parent, but I’ll be honest—I’ve seen worse from people with alcoholic kids. I’ve seen people refuse to visit their kids in the ER when they’re at deaths door because it would be too much of a blemish on their reputation to acknowledge they’ve got an alcoholic kid—so I was honestly surprised Ray’s dad even showed up. The way his dad acted wasn’t great, but wanting his kid to get better is above the bare minimum of wanting his kid to disappear. 🤷‍♂️

I’ll also say this, but people who love Ray wanting to see him love himself is not a bad thing. No, it’s not easy to love yourself, it takes a lot of fucking work, but that doesn’t mean you should just avoid the work and push it off onto other people. He has people in his life who see enough value in him that they want him to feel the same way. And this episode has shown that no matter how much work someone else puts into loving and supporting a broken person, it will never make a difference until that person learns to love themselves.

Anyways I’m glad that the Poor Boy shirt returned to Sand this episode because I am done with feeling sorry for the rich boy. I don’t think this show is brushing over the class difference between Ray and Sand—it’s just Ray and Sand who have been trying to ignore it.

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svquence · 2 years

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⋆ ★ “forever boy”

✿ pairing! non-idol!lee felix x reader ✿ genre! angst & hurt/comfort ✿ wc! 0.6k ✿ warnings! forms of sh (pulling hair, scraping lips with teeth), very brief mentions of blood

❀ A/N! this was requested by someone i know and is actually very much inspired by the song “save me” from BTS !! i’m not good at writing fluff so im sorry if the end is cringe lmfao. i’m also very tired at the time im writing this and this is kinda rushed but nonetheless i hope you enjoy!!

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To say you weren’t in the best mental state is nothing compared to how you were actually feeling. Nothing feels worse than being surrounded by people, yet feeling alone. Spending your day being a ray of sunshine to the people around you, until the night hits. You can’t even think of something worse than staying up late, in the night, analyzing where you went wrong. Realizing that no matter what, your fights are only yours and no one is even trying to do anything.

Thats how you found yourself on a hill close to your house, looking at the sky. In all honesty, you weren’t even staring at the stars, all you could see were those gut wrenching memories replaying again like a vinyl movie, ready to destroy your fragile state again. Not even crying is possible to you anymore, but right now, something just hit. It was one of those rare days where everything came pouring at once, which got you to this stage of crying, sitting on your knees. You wanted to scream, but you couldn’t, because you can’t afford anyone hearing you. Rays of sunshine are strong, bright and happy. Your image is more important than anything, no? But fuck that.

For some reason, you found yourself venting to nothing, constantly muttering words of the type “help” and “save me”. Tho, you weren’t even sure who you were begging to save you. The moon that was shining onto you couldn’t save you, could it? How stupid. It was all so so stupid.

And at this moment, you allowed yourself to break down entirely. Might as well crumble and stay in your own filth forever than keep an image that wasn’t even true, right?

You found yourself punching the ground, pulling at your hair, as you kept muttering random words under your breath. You started chewing on your lips as blood started showing itself through them, you were a mess, though can you really blame yourself? You weren’t in a good place at all.

You ruined yourself and you ruined it all. But you had to go back, even if you couldn’t push anymore. It was impossible to just disappear, sadly. Everyone cares only when you’re gone, and you didn’t want that type of attention.

The moment you tried to get up, your life changed entirely. A hand sticking out to you, waiting to lift you up. It was an understatement to say that you were embarrassed, but he looked at you like you were one of the stars in the sky. And in that moment, you can feel a breeze brushing onto you both, as he mumbled “I’m sorry, i wasn’t supposed to be here through all of that. But i’m willing to help, i can’t guarantee to save you, but i can help you save yourself” You stared at him, frozen, but you reached out to take his hand. He was.. very comforting. His presence made you feel safe and understood, without him doing necessarily anything. When you manage to get up, he looks at you once again as he murmurs “My name’s Felix, by the way”, as he proceeded to look away from you, still holding your hand. Wow, he was stunning in the moonlight.

That moment, somehow, you knew he was your forever boy. Because even after he saw you like that, he tried to help, more than your so called “loved ones”. You were a stranger to him, but he gave you his hand, and you can’t even thank him enough for giving you the wings needed to progress. Even during it all, he’s still with you, and has no plans of leaving you anytime soon.

Throughout the worst, you found your best. During your lowest, you found your forever boy.

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Ok so, you got me thinking about Drayton in the Villain Champion AU, the one where all the champions are evil while Iris and Hau are being manipulated and/or blackmailed

Like Drayden got murdered by the others to worsen Iris’ mental state, and cause he knew what happened to Iris, but now we got Drayton to add to the story. While I know he has parents somewhere in Unova, I can’t stop thinking about Iris being the one to comfort him about the death of their grandfather despite being devastated herself

Cause she knew WHY Drayden was killed, and she can’t afford to tell anyone else less they end up in the same position as Drayden. And she definitely won’t be telling her younger brother

OUUGH MY GUY JUST.., Diantha seeing Iris being so caring of her younger brother and making that another reason as to why she sees herself in Iris. Why she believes pushing Iris down this path is the right thing to do

But I can also see Diantha using him as blackmail, saying if Iris does ANYTHING she doesn’t like she’ll find a way to hurt her. And Iris knows that means her little brother. She would rather be dragged to the distortion world and tortured again then let anything happen to Drayton

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP‼️‼️‼️

No cause I've been thinking abt how fucked up the villain aus would be now ever since I posted abt Drayton bc you know how most our villain aus have Iris being the main charac and oughhfjdhdj ofc we're gonna make her suffer lmfao

But ough,,, villain Diantha I missed you,,,

Fucking imagine during one of the meet ups at Unova, Geeta informs Diantha abt Drayton, Iris' younger brother, and ofc, that intrigued Diantha, Iris never told her she had a brother. So she sent Geeta off to find out more, talk to the students, Geeta had said a few of her students and proteges were there too

Can you fucking imagine how devastated Iris would be tho, after the meeting, Diantha had Iris all alone w her at the top of Unova's League, overlooking the region, it made Diantha feel powerful, it made Iris feel like a traitor. Then Diantha spoke, voice so haunting, pulling Iris close to her, going "why, darling, I never thought we could be any more similar," she began, chuckling to herself, god Iris just wants to die then and there, "you never told me you also have a younger brother."

And god did that fucking break Iris. How in the absolute hell did Diantha know?? She never told anyone, not one of the Champions, she made sure to keep her brother a secret from them, she's not going to lose another person she loves to Diantha's hands. She turns to Dia, fear in her eyes, her breathing quickened.

Diantha merely smirked at her, "what's his name, darling?"

It took all of Iris' willpower to not say it, she'd risk it all, she'd risk dying, she'd risk being thrown into the Distortion World again, Arceus please she'd risk it all just to protect her brother

But it's Diantha, y'know. Nothing gets past her. "Was it Drayton? Yes... Geeta had told me." She laughed, dark, hollow, it sent a shiver down Iris' spine, "quite a similar name to your grandfather, don't you agree?" Turning to Iris, there's that glint in eyes, interest, "tell me, does he have the strength to become a Champion? Do you think he can dethrone you?"

And Iris really really doesn't want Diantha to target Drayton next, god please not her brother, so Iris w a shaky voice goes "no... No, he never... He has never won against me, even against grandpa. He's lazy, useless, he's no use to us... The only title he ever got was that fake Champion title he has in that wannabe League at his school."

And Iris could only let out a breath she was holding when Diantha seems to believe that. "Is that so? Well, he reminds me of Augustine, that boy has never won against me as well."

But also y'know in that final battle, or maybe there really is a point where Drayton starts to notice there's smth wrong w Iris. Ever since their grandpa died, Iris changed, she seems more... Paranoid. At first ofc he thought that maybe it was just the pressure of trying to find someone to fill in for Opelucid's Gym, and it saddened him how she didn't choose him, but he understands why, he still has classes, so Opelucid's Gym was then taken over by one of the heroes, Hilda. But even w that, Iris still looked like she's always stressed, he can't remember a time now where Iris didn't look like she was about to combust, she looked like she was just one problem away from lashing out, from crying her heart out, but she knows she can't.

Imagine if he confronts her tho, or maybe, if he actually asked Hilbert and the others for help. After all, they're his sis' friends, they know her, and he knows they're concerned for her too.

DUDE CAN YOU IMAGINE CHMDBFKD that concept where the Unova kids are sneaking inside the League to eavesdrop on one of the meetings and it just so happens that was the meeting after Iris' battle w Hilbert, where they finally saw just how the Champions treat her, imagine if Drayton was there with them too

Imagine Drayton having to watch how they treat his sister, how they kicked her and sneered at her and dragged her to the Distortion World and back. How Iris was shaking like a leaf after all that, crying out, apologizing, how she'll try harder next time, that she won't come close to losing again next time. Then Dia's there staring at her, her eyes glowing, threatening her if she so much as comes close to losing like that again, well... at least her brother will see their grandfather again

And god imagine the other Unova kids having to cover Drayton's mouth to stop him from screaming, to hold him close cause he's trembling, he's shaking, out of anger, out of fear, fear it's dread, it's terror, he's fucking terrified. Tears stream down his face as his own breathing quickened, Hilda and Bianca had to try to calm him down while N and Cheren had to ground Hilbert too, and soon enough when they heard Diantha say there are others there other than them, the Champion, well, they ran outta there, hoping that no one really saw them

God fuck imagine how that'd mess up Drayton too tho bcmdnd like having to watch his sister go through all that, and he realizes why she always looked so paranoid, bc she is, bc the other Champions are there breathing down her neck, making sure she's going to be just like them

#your HONOUR CHDMBFMDN #this is making me crazy holy shit😭#im imagining the other villain au too like the one w iris being plasma's new leader #im sure thatd mess w drayton too #but oughghgh #villain dia my beloved how i missed writing you chmdbd #will forever be salty villain dia isnt canon #but oughgh your honour that other concept too the one where the unova kids confronted iris #imagine them telling her that drayton was there w them #and she starts to panic bc she knows she fucking knows for a goddamn fact #that dia's going to kill him next #oughghfhxndhmd #this is so fucked up (enjoying it) hahaha #villain champions au #pokemon champions #an ask and an answer #jerseyk112

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no.24 Fight, Flight, or Freeze Blood Covered Hands | “I don’t want to do this anymore.” | Catatonic

Rating: T for language and canon-typical violence Words: 4731 Summary: The Volturi eventually come for them. There is no winning for the Cullens, no escape. But they can survive their captivity. Or at least... they're welcome to try.

A/N: In no way did Breaking Dawn set up a happy ending. Ain't no way the Cullens will live in peace with a 'happy little forever'. Not a chance in hell. I have a giant project in production that covers that topic more in depth, but until that's complete here's a far shorter, far sadder, alternative take. (Also you guys are getting this prompt several days early due to the busy weekend I have up ahead! Enjoy I guess lmfao) Major character death and lots of canon-typical violence ahead.

WHEN THE MOMENT ENDS

There is agitation rolling low in his stomach, festering at a simmer that never cools. It is a vital necessity that he can not afford to lose; not that he’d be able to rid himself of it even if he tried. He stares ahead as he stalks down the dark, damp hallways, and he dares anyone to stop him, to speak to him now that he finally knows where he’s going.

Two days. Two entire days she has been back.

He pushes the agitation back beneath the surface before it can bubble up into something overtly visible; into something more. He is in a near-constant state of upset. But he still can’t afford to get angry right now. He needs to keep his wits about him. He needs to keep paying attention.

It’s helped himself stay alive for this long. (And his long-worn habit of compartmentalizing had never been so useful than in the aftermath of that April morning years ago.)

She has been back for two days and no one has told him.

Bodies had barely begun to be carted away when Jasper finally spotted him across the room. He hadn’t noticed Demetri’s arrival, and the faux-innocent expression he had brandished (and his knowing, awful eyes as he smiled with his mangled, pitted cheek) had forced Jasper’s annoyance to crescendo, just for a moment.

The only thing that prevented him from picking a fight right then and there—because it is well-known within these walls that Jasper is most impulsive, irritable, and irrational right after feeding—was the knowledge that Alice was back, and that he needed to see her.

(It is also well known that without unfair interference, he is dangerous. A finely tuned weapon. If not for his pathokinesis Aro wonders if ’survival’ wasn’t a liable gift. He doesn’t offer anything the guard doesn’t already possess, but taking Jasper on in a one-on-one fight is something that you do not do in Volterra.)

She isn’t in her quarters, or hiding away in the day room on the upper level (the one place that offers a glimpse of daylight in their awful prison-home) and Jasper has half a mind to go find Aro and demand to know where the hell she is before he realizes, with an acute sense of dread, that he knows where she is.

It’s been four years since she last used this hiding spot.

He can feel her from three floors away, and with each and every step he takes his agitation pulses much like the beating of the heart he just put a stop to ten minutes ago. No matter the years that pass he hates it when the blood clings beneath his fingernails and the terror-agony-desperation clings to his awareness.

His gift is as much of a burden to him now than it was back in Mexico, but his mind remains in a far, far worse state here in Italy. (Even Aro doesn’t like taking his hand anymore, with Jasper’s misery eating away at everything he touches.)

But he is still alive because he is strong. Because this is not his first trip to hell. And the burn that erodes his mind but soothes his throat just so happens to be one of the things that keeps him upright.

There are two threads that keep him tethered to this life. To any life anymore. (His last life feels so long ago. Memories of fields and cities and cars and rain. Memories of laughter and warmth and family. It’s only been a handful of decades but it sometimes feels like this is the old humanity that he tries to cling to in small ways.)

Blood and Alice have always been the only two things that mattered to Jasper.

And now they’re all he has left.

Continue reading on AO3

#whumptober2022 #no.24 #twilight #fic #jalice #twilight fanfiction

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hackedmotionsensors · 1 year

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GOD SORRY LMFAO

I’M SORRY I’M RUNNING BEHIND AGAIN ON OPENING COMMS.

They’ll be open...probably tomorrow morning. I’m trying to use Ko-fi’s commission form so everything is nice and neat but I’ve not done this before so its kinda confusing lol

Actually honestly its pretty clean and has lots of little add ons and stuff that make organizing things really nice but I’m not sure how things will look on your end or how they’ll look on my end when a comm comes in so if I goof something up on the first part I’m so so sorry lol

Also I know I was REALLY lowballing sketch coms before but I can’t afford, nor do I have the energy, to do 15$ commissions for sketches. So the base price for a black and white bust sketch will be 30$. Thats still really low all things considered but I want to make things ...cheap and fast and also...worth my time and energy. This is a reminder that that price is EXTREMELY low and that artists who charge a more sensible price than that are not over charging. I’m lowballing bc I’m fuckin broke lol

If that price is too high even little donations help me out in the long run so if you want you can leave a donation for as little as 3$? 6$?Just remember to leave a comment that its a donation so I know its not a request

I also have a few new rules so please be mindful of that. ↴

I’d say the most important rule is do not message me on any platform BUT ko-fi and if you commission me please check your ko-fi messages. Most likely I won’t have anything to say unless you’re sending me references. I have my DMs off on all platforms and I don’t really want to use my email unless I’m sending something to you. Ko-fi will be the only way to contact me and for me to contact you.

The other important one will be no real people. I’m sorry I feel uncomfortable drawing a real person being it you, your auntie, or an actor you like. (If its like...a live action character that’s different bc I’m just gonna make them anime anyway lol)

The other OTHER new rule will be I have to limit what I can draw from marvel. IT’LL BE IN THE POST but basically I’m still under NDA. You’re probably okay to ask for stevetony....bc they’re dead :) (Also my crew was well aware of my ST shipping lol) But you can dm me first to ask what is probably okay. I know i get a lot of BuckyTony which isn’t my thing but I know you guys are thirsty. But since Bucky is still in the current mcu I don’t know...if I’m allowed. Things like Billy, Tommy, Teddy....probably fine if its comic book based. Its WEIRD lol There’s a lot of grey and I just wanna be able to get hired again yknow?? lmfao Absolutely NO spider-man at all. AT ALL. I’m not risking it.

Unless you were one of my crew members then (how’d you find this account???) ....i’ll just dm you privately lol

So yea if you’re interested in MCU, since I know a lot of people originally followed me for that....you gotta let me know first before sending your comm request in...I THINK?? I don’t exactly know who gets what first on the commission thing on ko-fi.

and then the usual rules like please no gore, please no NSFW (spicy is fine but not explicit), Maximum 2 characters, try to keep them simple bc they’re sketches not fully rendered pieces, Furries are okay but not recommended (I’d rather send you to a furry artist with comms open since I’m primarily an anime artist ...more or less lol) , PLEASE be mindful of things that might make ME uncomfortable. I’m very VERY open minded and most things DON’T bother me but remember I’m not really an open NSFW artist or kink artist or anything like that. I know I can come off as really wild or loose minded (????) in terms of shipping but there’s been a few times I’ve felt really uncomfortable with comms and I just did them anyway bc I needed the money. You can always ask me ahead of time if you’re really unsure. When it comes to shipping what you might think is comfortable might make me VERY uncomfortable.

lol THIS WILL ALL BE IN THE POST SORRY TO DUMP HERE lol but i have more text space here

So yeah I need to make a graphic and then it should be up tomorrow.

#ko-fi commissions

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bondedtrauma · 1 year

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send 👫 fo relationship headcanons mwah / accepting!

@trahns asked : 👫 elli and atreus but also seki and leon

ATREUS AND ELLI --

☆ she is SO protective over him. like, no words can describe the amount of havoc she would wreak if something were to happen to him. she could have absolutely no clue what the conversation is about, but if someone were to say something negative about atreus, elli would just APPEAR and scold them. this applies directly to when he went to asgard, as well : she tends to have blind faith in people, and if she heard he had gone there, she would be positive it was for good reason. she’s naturally pacifistic, but if she were ever to get violent, i would place my bets on it being to protect him.

☆ if atreus mentions liking a plant/fruit/flower/etc, elli goes out of her way to source it out and begin growing it in her own forest. she would act just as surprised as him if he is to find it, like it was destiny that he was able to find it!! she finds his excitement precious, and goes out of her way to bring it to him in any way she can.

☆ while she knows she can’t replace his mother, elli definitely tends to parent him a little more than she probably should. there’s so much that life can teach, and she finds any moment where she can present a lesson he learns from very precious !! she wishes she could’ve met his mother, but still tends to remain quite intimidated by his father.

☆ she crochets him blankets. I DO NOT MAKE THE RULES!!!! if she hears him mention a color he likes, boom, next visit he has with her it’s just there. she probably tried to do some cute animal designs, but they end up looking a little.....botched LMFAO

SEKI AND LEON --

☆ she hated cops before meeting him. after meeting him, she still hates cops, but probably one less. sometimes. i’d like to think that the first time he arrested her, she BIT him. he had to get the rabies shot ❤ she still has not apologized. if he brings it up she says it never happened.

☆ while she would never admit it, she shows her gratitude for his treatment of her in small ways. gifts from grinders ; free coffee, pastries, or paying for meals she cannot afford. thanks for being her get out of jail free card tldr

☆ ONLY SHE CAN SHIT TALK HIM!! she has a tendency to get into fights for her friends, and leon has definitely been witness to it. she’s more than willing to say acab, but if someone else does it ? POP. down for the count. she probably walks back over to leon with her hands outstretched for cuffs.... take her in officer!

☆ whilst we havent plotted it...... i like the idea of leon being in charge of seki’s case when it comes to her resident evil verse. him seeing her grow from literal feral child to somewhat okay with going out in the world would be really wholesome!!!! he keeps a spray bottle on hand when she gets aggressive

#iii. ⊱ sekiko ayumi. › rel / leon kennedy.#ii. ⊱ elli laiou. › rel / atreus.#( curse the lack of a canon last name...... )#( THANK U FOR THIS it was so cute!!!!!! )

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aemoglobin · 1 year

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i watched a lot of album unboxing and photocard organizing videos today...it was fun. i’m living vicariously through people who clearly still live with their parents and aren’t worrying about rent or utilities lmfao cuz there is No way you are affording this level of hobby dedication on a minimum wage job

sad i don’t have the time/energy to do pc trades/sales or in-depth organization but then again, i am very VERY casual about this in comparison to even the self-professed ‘casual’ ytubers lol. maybe if i ever get a desk and some more bookcases or shelving, i can indulge a little bit...as a treat. i mean i have a lot of supplies left over from when i was into journaling and those translate over fairly well into packaging for trading/selling. i would just have to re-dl insta and retailor it for pc trades/selling....which i don’t really want to do...but i COULD, if i get bored enough.

also found that more people are multis than stantwt would have you believe. a lot of the ytubers i watched had multiple biases, were buying/trading for multiple groups, and listened to a variety of groups. i’m currently trying to find more ytubers who are primarily into ggs and not bgs u.u;; but it was interesting to see! i guess in my corner of stantwt i’ve only really seen people who have one or two groups they’re into vs these ytubers/insta users who collect for A Lot of different groups. like i only limit myself bc i’m minimum wage lol not wasting $500+/mo on rent and utilities really broadens your hobby horizons, huh

a couple of the videos made me realize that some of the inclusions/cards i got in my albums are like...Popular or Heavily Wanted and they’re just sitting in my binders lmfao......but again i don’t have the time/energy to get involved with that aspect of the community. and i will cherish my pc dupes even if i don’t like having them in spirit.

i am mentally pronouncing 95% of these names wrong lmfaoooooo i knew my korean was bad but i didn’t realize it was This bad. that’s what i get for never watching actual content where they talk and say names out loud and only watching mvs. sue me i hate the editing style and lack of english captions for most of the extra video content available for my groups! i can’t hear the right way to say his name if it’s pronounced completely different from how it’s spelled and i have to Guess based on dialogue i can barely catch because everyone talks so fast (17 i am looking directly at you)!!! not that i think Ye Average White Girl Ytuber is saying their names with 100% accuracy but y’know.

i don’t even really have a wishlist of pcs outside of loona ones. i only really like olivia and kim lip so i’d be in trouble lol and i don’t want to spend money on cards.....i have enough problems with buying things i don’t need as it is lol

#rose idol chatter

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fourth-quartet · 2 years

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copy-pasting my rewatch notes let's go boys

“No justice”

Yohan drives the sports car in the opening

A city folded in on itself, confining

Social Responsibility Foundation

Pandemic lasted two years, and supposedly arson and terror against the wealthy (for surviving, for access) led to Gwanghwamun Riot

Seo Jeong Hak, Min Yong Sik, Park Du Man, Cha Kyung Hee

Mentions of utopia

Heo Joong Se: promises of new jobs, to fix the economy following the pandemic

“An out of work clown” - Seo Jeong Hak

Fix the laws. Powerful and revolutionary justice plan, the entire country is the jury.

They all know Heo Joong Se is just a show figure, even at the beginning

Yohan’s timing is so goddamn dramatic why is he like this

Yohan’s point in his opening press release: he doesn’t see class, but the crimes they commit. He is positioning himself to be the most objective of judges.

Kyunghee is not pleased about his placement

“I am the authority.” Reflective of how Heo Joong Se presented himself. Claiming authority and then saying the people are the authority.

The team really doesn’t look happy with him. Because they know they can’t manipulate him? They acknowledge he knows what’s doing.

Sunah hands him the glass. He only drinks after she corners him into it with a toast.

There’s our Gaon~! Takes the train. A nice coat, looks expensive. The bag is used though. The coat is a gift, maybe? From Min Jungho? Soohyun?

There is security in front of the building, Gaon is forced to show ID

Supreme Court Justice Min Jung Ho. He goes to see him first.

“It is a temple.” Gaon makes the first mention of religion. Jungho takes him to see the Live Court room.

Gaon acknowledges that they’re playing a game.

“He’s the flagbearer of reform to change a corrupt judiciary. The hope which has appeared in Joseon’s crumbling hell.”

Jungho is playing the room with Gaon as his audience.

“A monster always appears during a crisis. The ridiculous laws which he got enacted were not the brain child of a jurist but that of a politician.”

Jungho did appoint Gaon there. To keep an eye on it, not to resist it.

Gaon: are you ordering me to play the role of Judas Iscariot?

Even from the get-go we’re associating Gaon with religion. Interesting, given his similarities to Isaac.

“Easy justice does not exist in the human world.” - Min Jung Ho

Yohan takes him in before approaching him. Comes close, intimidation tactic. Does he know right away that someone put Gaon there because he looks like Isaac? And then proceeds to purposely throw Gaon off. To see if he’s consciously spying?

Yohan is already well-moved into the office by the time Gaon gets there.

Folder on Gaon in his office already.

Jinjoo is already there when Gaon gets there. Homegirl loves pink. I’m obsessed with her

Gaon asks if she plans on sleeping there and she laughs it off. But does she? Maybe she does sleep in her office?

Jinjoo was assigned to work in the countryside.

“People prefer to hear the words of someone they like instead of someone who tells the truth. Charm is power.”

Seriously Jinjoo and Yohan are incredibly alike

When I write the fic where they’re siblings….

I think Gaon is an introvert

Trust in the judicial system fell to 10%.

Gaon goes without hesitation to the girl, even in the face of death.

Yohan is stupid good with a gun. He’s been hunting. Yohan is also not a fan of the security lmfao

Gaon runs into the bus to save the man the way Yohan ran in to save his family. No innocents will die. Gaon is just like Isaac.

Yohan doesn’t flinch at the fire. He dreams of it. Maybe he even had already seen it when the bus exploded. Accepting of his fate.

There had already been in-fighting and Kyunghee might have supported Yohan if Yohan hadn’t had a personal vengeance for her, for K and for Elijah.

Gaon lives in the slums. Soohyun asks him why he doesn’t move, implying he could afford to do so. He chooses not to.

Soohyun is almost envious at first. Gaon is labeled sarcastic but I think there’s some earnestness to it. He means it, that there might be something to it.

Soohyun labels Yohan’s background as a key to success. She thinks Gaon could use his too.

Gaon tells her he rejects her because he doesn’t want to lose her. There might be some truth to a gay man not having the heart to tell his best friend he’s gay.

Ko Inguk my man my love.

Half of his thing is the confidence he delivers it all with, but he points out the courts are conservative and won’t change things. Implying Yohan is progressive.

People are easy to Yohan. He sees it as logic, as a math game.

Yohan doesn’t handle Gaon’s thanks for saving him well. He’s short, seemingly upset. The next time we see him speaking so similarly is when he’s trying to piss Gaon off at dinner, and then when Gaon accuses him of killing Isaac.

Jungho points out why Yohan took the case directly to Gaon, manipulating him into believing there is something going on, to make Gaon look into it. He knows Gaon is insatiably curious.

When arguing about whether or not to imprison the bus driver vs rejecting the warrant, Yohan says “Do you think you obtain the right to harm others if you’re a victim yourself?”

Jinjoo also tries to stop Gaon and Yohan from fighting right off the bat. Fascinating.

Jinjoo is a country girl, from a poor background

Gaon is from the slums of Seoul

Yohan really tries not to argue with him at first by avoiding actually answering his questions. And then he’s purposely an asshole. What a man

K BESTIE I KNOW YOU’RE IN THE CAR

Gaon manipulates Jungho back just a little bit several times. He is aware of it, to an extent, that Jungho is playing him.

Ju Ildo supported Kyunghee, and then Kyunghee supported Yohan

Gaon comments about how digging is ruining his own career but he should keep doing it, and Jungho gives him a look.

The first fight we see with Soohyun is her beating a guy up past what she needs and saving a girl in the rain. Interesting foil to the later way we see her leave Elijah to do the same.

“Have you ever seen Kang Yohan make a mistake?” That is a FASCINATING question from Kyunghee, directed at Sunah. Implying they’ve both been watching him for a long time, and they know he doesn’t make mistakes.

Gaon very much lets Soohyun do things and then she hits him when he does. She gives very mixed signals to a guy who doesn’t like her.

Yohan goes people hunting at night. But he never leaves Elijah alone overnight. So she doesn’t notice he’s gone which means he either goes when she’s asleep, or when she’s in her classes.

Yohan also knows that the firefighter is homeless. He also. Hits a guy who touches him without warning and nearly kills him.

Gaon doesn’t know that Yohan isn’t there, we can see him check for him in the office before putting the bug in. Gaon also checks behind the painting.

Yohan’s shoes are so fucking loud what is this

Jinjoo wears glasses

“I don’t think the public is that stupid.” Yohan → Kyunghee. Paired with the comment about him not making mistakes. Fascinating.

“It’s me.” “You did well.” Yohan’s so soft on K.

Ko Inguk meeting Yohan directly under Yohan’s name like that is dangerous unless they did go to law school together. They have to have connections outside of the court.

Jungho put the curiosity in there and then played up the paranoia after Gaon brings it up. Interesting.

Heo Joong Se walks out of infrastructure reform for the trial

The costume itself is a character. It weighs on Yohan like the fire does. The cross, the fire, the costume. He associates them all with one another. “They know not what they’re doing.” Forgiveness for the public who work with him. Savior for the innocents.

I’m still obsessed with the fact that they dress him. Meaning that he’s either wearing a suit underneath or they saw his scar.

The news report: The first trial in the Live Court show will open today. Trust in the judiciary is very low, so can the Live Court Show change this current reality? While the public is waiting for the first trial, full of hope that everybody is equal before the law, it’s interesting to see whether Judge Kang Yohan and his Live Court Show will fulfill these expectations.”

It’s already being referred to as his show. He spear-headed the political reforms, as we know from earlier in the episode, but the President was insistent that it was his idea, his reforms. Already the power is pulled from everyone else and placed directly into Yohan. He is the star, and it is his show.

He looks apprehensive on that first walk. I think even he is nervous.

The Goddess of Justice application, DIKE

Gaon is to his left.

The use of media the way it’s presented in the cases and the prosecution’s opening statement is interesting. They make use of the TV Show status immediately.

And then Ko Inguk, our lad, tries to immediately undermine it, and the show, which really just works against his favor. Explaining later bc my brain isn’t functioning.

That shot of Yohan, there’s no way he’s not sitting there vibing w his friend from law school. There was a slight smile when he looked at Inguk.

He lets them all get emotional and argue and then presents himself as controlled, logical. And then purposely aggravates them again using an Elijah technique. Yohan knows what he’s doing.

Let a reputation speaks for itself rather than dissuading from it. Yohan does this a lot in this show too.

Gaon is playing them too. As much as they argue about it, Jinjoo and Gaon both play the media as much as Yohan does, seemingly just as naturally. And Yohan is proud of them for it.

That shot of Inguk watching Yohan right before he makes the comment about the contaminated water.

“Kang Yohan doesn’t make mistakes.” “I made a mistake, I’m sorry.” Hhhhhh these bastards.

Every time they cut to Inguk I snort

“I don’t think the public is that stupid.” Everything he said before works, but Gaon dismissed a lot of things that were said.

Sorry not sorry but jisung yelling is so hot

It’s only once the plan with Inguk kicks in that Kyunghee starts to realize something is wrong. Which also means this is out of character for how they know Yohan.

Inguk met K, not Yohan?

Yohan weaponizes sympathy where Gaon weaponizes empathy.

Jungho, Gaon, and Kyunghee all realize Yohan is leading the trial at the exact same time.

YOHAN’S FUCKING SHOES ARE KILLING ME THEY’RE THE GODDAMN COMEDIC RELIEF OF THIS SHOW I STG

“There is an article which provides that the sentence shall be within the total derived from adding the punishment for each victim.”

Look at lil Inguk trying not to smile that’s my boy

It’s treated like a game, and the public won.

But the group are only starting to realize the power they just put into Yohan’s hands. Kyunghee is the first to realize, but Park Duman and the Min Yongsik guy are catching on

Yohan and his tablet~ a love story

There is something to be said about the woman he’s comforting having lost her sister and attempted suicide after the fact. And immediately after he sees himself facing Isaac again. Isaac, weighing judgement from above as Yohan just did. He reaches for Isaac, or for the image of himself he sees after the fire. Does he know he could have been there too? If he had lost Elijah too?

#the devil judge #the devil judge rewatch

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