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delululand · 6 months

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txt ideal type (and what are they like in a relationship?)

don't take it too seriously, these are just my observations based on analysis of their words, interviews and behavior in general

p.s. i lived in Korea for a few months and it gave me some impressions too

soobin

he often said that he like cute type of beauty and he don’t like too sexy type like yeonjun hahaha

and even if it’s not 100% true, i think he really prefer more cute than sexy girl kind of innocent vibe, aegyo and all like that, but more sociable than he

he natural shy, introvert and doesn't look like someone who would be active in relationships? he himself said that he doesn’t like it when he has to choose or decide something, so I think he would like a sweet, but despite this, a girl who can be active and take initiative? oh guys i’m sorry I just immediately imagine that type of girls in Korea, they look veeery very cute, but they rule their boyfriends with an iron hand hahaha not like a bad way but their boys listen to them well

overall he seems like someone who is easy to get along with but not so easy to get close to? like yeah, he'll be nice, but you won't be best friends right away. so I really see him in the friends-lovers trope, maybe even after a few years

yeonjun

oh that guy it’s opposite

I think he would, on the contrary, like a very bright, noticeable, socially active girl with sexy vibe

he’s himself very sociable and sometimes he can be a natural flirt? like he doesn't do it intentionally, but he literally communicates this way so I think he would like a girl who could accept it? I was in such a relationship and I really see him in something similar, like he doesn’t have the goal of offending or hurting his girlfriend with his behavior, but this happens every time and there are only two options, he’ll date a girl who will don't be jealous or it will hurt them both

however, he is very gentle in relationships, very caring and I think he would really do a lot for his partner

I would say he is one of the most caring members, he is always worried about their health, even that situation in one of the to do episodes when Kai fell from laughing from his chair and while everyone was laughing, yeonjun was the only one who stood up and holding kay’s head helping him rise up from the floor with the words “hey your head, head, be careful. everything is fine?"

beomgyu

ohhh guys i know he often has a reputation as a clown, but behind this he actually hides a lot

firstly we know that he is an introvert and all the members said that he usually sits at home alone and is not very active outside of filming and even in last live he said how much he likes be home and hate go outside

secondly, if you pay attention to how he seriously talks about relationships, about love, about partnership it’s always 🥺😭 boy is sooo soft and gentle plus how he treats taehyung…

this may sound obvious, but I think he would like a gentle, caring girl who would not let him doubt himself and their relationship

for him, it’s quite difficult for me to single out a specific type of girl or something like that, he would like a fairly ordinary (???) girl like not too sexy, not too cute, just someone with whom he had a real understanding, whom he could trust and confide

I thought for a long time whether have i including nsfw things and how you can see it’s not there, but I CAN’T be silent how much he has dirty mind pervert gamer boyfriend vibe (and THAT photo with anitta….)

so I think one of the important things in a relationship for him would be sex and matching with his partner in this question? because I'm sure he would like to try a lot...

taehyun

this guy has two distinct sides

sometimes he is super sweet, cute, he lets beomgyu do literally everything to him and can show affection himself

and sometimes he's very serious and collected, like he keeps everything under control and all that. he has a very manly vibe at this moment like with what voice and face he usually says 아빠 왔다 (daddy came) and even this phrase itself…. (I also study psychology and we could go over mean this phrase, but today we won’t)

I think in real life the second side is more inherent to him, but with close people, including in relationships, he is more open, so the first side appears more often

he didn't talk much about his preferences in girls, but he talks pretty serious about relationships in general so I think he’s not type to like one-night stands. I think he's a very reliable guy in a relationship, he's responsible I think he's the kind of guy who seems pretty cold and reserved in public but super cute when you're only together

in one of the old videos, all the guys except him answered that they would ask to go out their crash, can showing affection and say "i love you”, but he said “i’m just a coward, not a loser” and yes, it’s all what you have to know hahaha

idk is this still relevant for him, but it may well be, so I think that he would also be comfortable with a relationship that would grow from friendship so that he doesn’t have to confess first and everything happens naturally

huening kai

i don’t know he’s just so cute, romantic and gentle

he has mentioned more than once that he likes girls with short hair and because of this I’m a little vague about the image of a girl he would like i don’t know why, for me his ideal type is pretty obvious in character, but not in appearance

he is literally the king of untouchable among all the group members, even soobin said that it was very difficult to make friends with him and he literally overpowered him for several months until kai let him closer to him

soobin also mentioned that from time to time he tried to introduce him to his friends and other people, but Kai did not make friends with any of them. we can’t know why exactly this is happening, perhaps they were not interesting to him, perhaps he is embarrassed to communicate with strangers, perhaps he has high standards for friendship and many other reasons, but we can draw one conclusion, it is really difficult to get close to him

I think he would have liked a girl who was a little more persistent? not intrusive, but one that can be okay with the fact that he won’t open quickly

It's also known that he has some issues with accepting his appearance and would benefit from someone who knows how to support, praise at the right time and generally be gentle with him, this guy is literally the softest marshmallow pls love him😭

p.s. I would also be very interested to hear your opinion on this matter, maybe you have something to add?

#txt #txt soobin #txt yeonjun #txt taehyun #txt beomgyu #txt huening kai #txt hard hours #txt fluff #txt x reader #txt scenarios #txt smut #txt imagines #txt hard thoughts #txt kai #txt reactions #txt fanfic #txt ff #txt astrology #txt thoughts

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bakubunny · 13 days

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Ahhhhhh congrats on 2.5K!!! If I may be so bold…. Um um um…. maybe a little blueberry lemon pie for a chubby gal? With Shiggy or Dabi or Hawks? :3 AH this is such a fun menu <333

okay okay. i put this one off until i had a minute because it was sent in a couple days past the deadline, but i can’t let a long time mutual go unanswered. <3 i hope this was worth the wait! thanks so much for being here, love!

tw: dark content, stalking, captive darling, dubcon/noncon

name: shigaraki tomura

order: blueberry lemon pie

blueberry lemon: yandere!tomura is both a gamer and a recluse… an obsessive one. he met you online one day. your voice was so pretty, he couldn’t get it out of his head. he tried to act normal and cool when you wanted to be friends on discord, invited him to where you hang out with all your other in game friends. but the saccharine, smooth lilt of your voice stuck in the back of his mind for weeks on end. you maybe flirted with him a bit every now and then, or so he thought, but he wasn’t sure…. then one day, you posted a picture in one of the group chats. nothing special, just you with your dog. that’s when the claws of his obsession sunk in deep - he had to know who you were; your pretty, chubby cheeks made his skin itch and his stomach turn in a way he couldn’t ignore.

it didn’t take him long to find your address based on the background. took him only a few more weeks to craft a plan to make you all his own, his pretty little gamer girl stuck in his basement. he tracked you down, knocked on your door late one night, and for some stupid reason, you answered.

“hey, dollface. you look even prettier in real life,” tomura said with a sadistic grin.

that was six weeks ago, the day your fate was sealed by a man with cracked lips and a wild look in is eye. now tomura kept you bound in his room and naked when he was home. your hands stayed bound and your collar tied to his desk when your body wasn’t bound to his bed in all your teary eyed glory, begging to be let go. but you didn’t understand just yet that you were now his. his soft little doll, his muse, to do with as he pleased. he made you keep his cock warm during long sessions of gaming, dug his fingers into the plush of your thighs as stress relief no matter how sore your poor jaw or cunt was. he took out all his anger with his dick in your tight, plump ass whenever he rage quit. he fucked you every night until you couldn’t think, until you cried, watched in awe the way your cute tummy jiggled with every punishing thrust….

but tomura wasn’t all mean. some days, he clung to you. he gently sucked on and played with your tits if you’d let him, asking so timidly it was almost heartbreaking. he’d bury his face in your warm, pillowy flesh, aching just to feel your skin against his when his mind wouldn’t quiet down. he rocked his hips into yours slowly until there were tears in his eyes, waiting for the day his darling doll would love him back.

#this is more of a drabble than a hc but i hope that makes up for waiting so long <3 #are we still calling him shiggy now #i feel like he deserves his old name back #i want to hug him #he’s so traumatized and hhhdnfnfbf #bunny’s 2.5k celebration #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki x reader #x reader #chubby reader #shigaraki smut #bnha smut #mha smut

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kaeichi · 2 months

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love is in the air.

. . . and maybe that's why mikage reo can view the world with such clouded, pink-hued vision, and why nagi seishiro cannot breathe at all.

series. nagi + reader + reo. no gendered terms, but some implications of m! reader. reader likes boys. bestfriend! nagi. valentines/white day. highschool setting. swearing. humor. fluff & angst.

a/n. repost bc it wasnt showing up in tags T-T i js want a shoujo anime w these two as the MLs...

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⊹ 01 : my dear partner [wc: 4.7k]

TWO YEARS AGO

“…dude. you're scaring all the hoes away.”

nagi watches your lips move, though he barely registers anything you've been saying since he has stopped listening a while ago—which, honestly, comes as no surprise to anyone.

there’s no real reason to be so lethargic at this hour (it's already late noon, plus he surprisingly had a decent amount of sleep the previous night for once), nor the time to think about trivial things, but he can’t help but think about how exactly every single thing stopped being so bothersome like it used to.

he can't quite pinpoint what brought on this gradual change, but if he had to, then it’d probably be three springs ago—when he’d wake up a little earlier than usual to the gentle kiss of the sun through his window and the cherry blossoms were in perfect bloom. around that time is when he’d received his quiet companion choki, he’d finally scored top 1 in the leaderboards after months and months of grinding in his favorite mobile game, and… when you’d first sat next to him in middle school.

for as long as he remembers, you were simply just there. an unexpected oddity that has not only forced its way through, but has also wedged firmly into every aspect in his life. and somehow, he’d concluded that maybe some things weren't so bad—that some things weren't such a hassle to him after all.

“move, idiot. at this point you might as well hold my hand.” the snow-haired male barely hears your voice over his wandering thoughts, stumbling from the light shove you give him. he has now become acutely aware of your swinging hand, wary of the close proximity and the faint buzz of static that lingers on his skin. huh. maybe it is better to move away.

still, he’d rather not reposition himself. it’s too much work, he’d like to reason, and it's certainly not because of anything else… maybe. he doesn't really know for sure. what he does know though, is that the space beside him suddenly feels strangely empty.

when he looks at you to see a pout forming on your lips, he can't help but sigh. you're being unreasonable. there's something that's been nagging his curiosity for a while now, and it took him quite a bit to realize what it is.

“seishirooo,” you whined one day, allowing your head to sink against his mattress, taking up nearly the whole space while nagi sits at the corner of the bed. you came over to his place that day to bother him, stating that you needed some comfort because apparently, “no one ever looks at me. i feel so damn invisible.” he shrugged and offered you his controller, challenging you to a 1v1 with him as a distraction.

“…but i look at you all the time?” he replied.

“yeah, but that's different.” and he would've asked you to elaborate more, if not for the fact that you've been horribly vague about it when he does ask, and the perpetually sleepy gamer only has so much patience before he gives up and decides it's something not worth spending his energy on.

besides, you're always emotional like that. this was probably just another one of your fleeting phases.

it's not until he notices you've been longingly gazing at the couples on the campus, quietly seething under your breath that it finally clicks. now, he may not have the greatest understanding when it comes to feelings and all its complexities, but even he can tell you’re reeking with jealousy.

despite being pushed off only seconds ago, nagi shuffles closer again as he falls into step beside you. even if sparks prick his skin, it feels right in this way. “dunno why you ‘need’ hoes when you already have me.”

“just because i'm into guys doesn’t mean that i like you in that way,” you mutter, sending him an odd glance like you thought there’s something wrong with his head for even suggesting that. not knowing how to respond, he settles for staring right back without a word.

“what's with that look? you know what i mean, seishiro.” you continue, averting your gaze from him. what look? he asks internally. “it's just, well, literally everyone is getting into relationships. and i know we're still first years, but… it just feels like i’m missing out, y’know?

“do you really? sounds like a hassle to me,” he shrugs, and it truly does—he never saw the appeal of dumb crushes, of drama nearly every day, of possible unrequited “love,” or of wasting half your time and energy on someone just for it to not mean anything at all in the end. video games sound way more fun, and way less heartbreak inducing.

“you can't say that when you haven’t even experienced it,” you argue, still pouting.

“it’s overrated anyways. being single is better.”

“hah! of course you’d say that, you virgin.”

“you’re one to talk,” nagi boredly quips. “i’m celibate purely by choice, but you on the other hand… if you really think about it, you're basically an incel.”

nearly choking on your spit, you exclaim, “hah?!”

“you don't even really talk to other guys except for me, and on top of that, you're barely approached by anybody,” he explains in a matter-of-fact tone, oblivious to the way his best friend’s confidence waning rapidly by the second the more he speaks.

“yeah? and who’s fault is it, you cockblocker!”

nagi simply sticks a tongue out as you flip him off.

right after that, the two of you ended up breaking into a sprint as you heard the clicking sound of heels walking on the tiles around the corner, not wanting to get caught for skipping classes. well, you ran, and just dragged him by the wrist. he felt the warmth of your fingers even through the thick barrier of his baggy sleeve.

PRESENT

you try not to trip and fall face first as a cold hand guides you through the crowded hallway.

it's embarrassing enough as it is to be rushing through the middle of the corridor and pushing past the bodies of random students like you're a main character or some sort, but even more so when the (apparently) most popular guy of the campus that you’ve (never) seen is walking right in front of you.

and it gets even more humiliating when said popular guy has taken hostage of your wrist, leading you away to a more secluded area. shocked, harsh whispers echo throughout nearly the whole floor, and multiple eyes shoot daggers at the fingers wrapped around the sleeve of your uniform, and you’ve never wanted to bury yourself alive more than this moment.

after rounding a corner into a miraculously empty hallway, you finally skid to a stop, yanking your hand away, ready to pounce at the culprit who made you go through all that unnecessary attention. however, before you can get a word in, the refined male bows his head low in front of you, and you find yourself face-to-face with sleek purple locks.

“i’m sorry, but i have no time for dating. i’m really flattered, though. i hope we can stay friends still.” he hurriedly says, hope gleaming in his matching purple eyes.

…what.

who is he again? and why is he rejecting you?

for some reason, you find the stranger’s gaze too bright that you have to look away; so you do exactly that, tilting your chin downwards instead and letting your hair mask your expression.

after a few beats of silence, he clears his throat. “i'm really sorry, it hurts me to see you look so down… i’m sure we can put this behind us and—”

“nice shoes,” you interrupt, still not raising your head to meet his now confused stare. “i can tell you really love wearing them, judging by the busted, worn out stitches. hey, is it just me or is that prada logo kinda wonky too?”

the male's jaw drops down nearly all the way to the floor.

“pardon me?” he says through gritted teeth, keeping his composure by flashing his usual award-winning smile, albeit a lot more stiffer. “i know i just rejected you, but you don't have to be so hostile…”

when you finally raise your head, your expression can only be described as terribly and solemnly unamused, unimpressed beyond words.

then, you suddenly lean closer, peering closely into his violet irises with thoughtful hum. an unwilling flush of red creeps on the tips of the boy’s ears, his eyes widening comically at the sudden intrusion of space. “you’ll do,” nodding to yourself, you now grab his wrist and pull him away. “come.”

“w-wait, huh? where are we go—”

“you're the one who made me late. let's go!”

reo isn't quite sure why he's the one being dragged away now.

he has only initially planned to gently turn down the person who last confessed to him, whose family just so happened to be related to his father’s business partners—but now he somehow finds himself on a whole date with that person? (the same one who brazenly insulted him by implying his shoes are fake, by the way!)

“i have other plans today, you know…” the heir says, subtly trying to inch away from you.

you tug him back by his sleeve, with twice as much force than he had used on you earlier. “i can imagine, my dear partner.”

“w-what?” reo stutters, and he's cringes at himself for how he's acting at the moment. the usually composed and charming mikage reo, now reduced to a stuttering and blushing mess? how embarrassing.

“normally my best friend would do this with me, but he slept in today.” leave it to seishiro to leave me all alone on the day that actually matters, you irritatedly mutter under your breath. “well, whatever. come on.”

as you and him enter the packed bubble tea shop, the fingers that were wrapped around his sleeve slides down to interlace with reo’s own clammy ones. he realizes this a second too late, and before he has the chance to let go, the clerk by the entrance greets them with an enthusiastic “welcome, lovebirds!”

“huh?!” reo’s jaw slackens, dumbfounded. he’s really starting to hate himself now—it's unbecoming of him, really, but it's hard to process everything when you're so close to him that the scent of your shampoo keeps invading his senses and subsequently messing with his head.

“here’s your special tickets for today. thank you for participating, and happy valentines!” you drag him straight to the back, where the colorful claw machines are set up. reo catches a glimpse of the pink posters set up on the walls of the quaint shop, which reads: couples get free special tickets! today only! …ah. that's why he's here.

“aoi-san… you're gripping too tight,” he says, gritting his teeth together into a forced smile.

“aoi?” you repeat, your grip finally loosening until you let go entirely. “huh… i see. by the way, what's your name again?”

needless to say, the purple-haired male is beyond perplexed. “is this your unique attempt at a joke or something?”

“come on, rich boy. we've held hands and i don’t even know your name!”

“right… which i totally wasn't being forced to do…” he lets out an awkward laugh. sure, some admirers of his tend to get a tad excessive, but they were never able to get far with him, much less forcibly drag him out on a date—and it's not even because they want him to spend his unlimited budget on them and spoil them rotten, but just so they can get… a free special ticket for a claw machine. how did he end up getting in this bizarre situation? more importantly, how does he get out?

you simply shrug. “your fault, rich boy. you should try thinking about anyone other than yourself for once.”

“excuse me?” he narrows his eyes, slightly peeved. he's had enough of your rude attitude; potential business partner or not, he hopes that he never has to interact with you again in the future. “stop calling me that. i have a name, and it's mikage reo.”

the way your eyes widen doesn't go unnoticed by him. “and what did you even mean by that?” he presses defensively.

you plop down on the seat, with reo mirroring you as you insert the rouge ticket decorated with pink hearts into the slot of the claw machine. “well, mikage reo. i’m sure you're aware how aoi’s family is important, right?”

yeah, this person is definitely a weirdo, reo muses. who refers to themselves in third person?

“i heard they had connections everywhere… just like you. it's crucial to maintain a good relationship with someone like that, right?” you conclude—that would explain why reo had taken the time to personally talk to “aoi” one-on-one instead of just flat out rejecting them on the spot.

reo tilts his head to the side. “i’m not following…?”

“mikage.” you emphasize, looking at him straight in the eye before turning your attention back to playing. “i’m saying that the poor kid’s still waiting for an answer. your heartfelt and sincere rejection, to be exact.”

a few seconds of silence pass. well, as silent as it can be with the loud chattering of the crowd and the mechanical whirrs of the claw machine you're currently messing with resounding in the air.

“you mean, you're not…” reo trails off, all color draining from his face. “i’m so, so sorr—”

“aoi’s the one you should apologize to, not me. oh, i got a double! how lucky.” you eagerly grab the prize, the limited edition valentine’s merch exclusive to this boba shop; a plushie collectible that comes with a redeemable code for your favorite video game. you want to collect all of them, but you’re broke as hell and you’re only here due to the free ticket. turning to reo, you shove the second plushie to his chest. “here, this is for you. since you did help me out with getting these.”

“ah, thank you…” reo absentmindedly accepts the small toy, still reeling on how he could make such a careless mistake. “listen, i do apologize—”

“i wonder how'd you even mix us up. is it ‘cause we have the same hair color?” you ask, slightly amused because aside from that, you and aoi look nothing alike. your fingers tap on the surface of the control panel, observing reo’s shame-stricken visage. “or maybe… is it because everyone just looks the same to you?”

at that moment, mikage reo realizes two things: (1) maybe he's more transparent and vulnerable than he thinks, and (2) you're dangerous, and it's better to stay far, far away from you. how could you see right through him so quickly? what if that's something you'll use against him?

he doesn't like to admit it, but it's true—in his perspective, everyone's the same. they're just after him for money and status, and at some point, they've all just become faceless, superficial pawns vying for his attention.

and of course, you’re no exemption.

noticing he’s gone quiet, you continue, “but i guess if my world was as vast as yours, i couldn't possibly keep up with everything either, so i get it. i’m not saying i’m in the same situation as you, but i can kind of relate, i guess. i only keep the ones who's important to me close, and the rest just exist and do whatever. i’m selective, but in that way, at least i can give my all to the ones that really matter.”

reo closes his mouth shut. here you are casually saying that you don't matter to him, and while that isn't a lie in the slightest, he still can't help but feel guilty. maybe it's just the people-pleaser in him, or maybe it’s the way the corners of your lips are slightly quirked up and to form a miniscule, accepting smile, but he wants to reassure you, “still, i’m sure you feel that—”

“i don’t.” you don't mind that he didn't know you, because you didn't even know him either—there’s no reason for you to take it personal. you’d be a hypocrite otherwise. “i really don’t.”

you smile at him. he thinks it's out of understanding, but unbeknownst to him you're actually just entertained by how his inner turmoil is so clearly reflected on his expression. “so don’t worry about it. plus, we’re even now.” you add, gesturing towards the prize.

hopping off the stool, you wave at him as you start to walk away. “...happy valentines. i'll see you around, mikage. maybe. er, probably not.”

“wait!” he hurriedly jumps off the stool as well, clutching the plushie in his hand as he follows after you. “i… let me drive you home.” the words stumble out before he even realizes what he's saying. you're probably just using him, and you're dangerous, and you see right through him, and he should stop wasting his time because his actual valentine's date is probably three seconds away from storming out the restaurant he's booked at—

so why is he doing this?

“drive?” you repeat, because of course he’d have a driver. damn rich people, you think internally. “nuh uh. it's like a ten minute walk, and i’d rather save the environment.”

“then i’ll walk with you.”

“you do realize i’m done dragging you for the day, right?” you quirk a brow up, amused; you could've sworn he was itching to get the hell away half an hour ago. “you're free. you can go home if you want.”

reo smiles, a more genial one this time. “i know.”

“so, you into popular guys now?”

“hell no.”

nagi narrows his eyes at you. “you’re just into reo, then?”

while you expected to be grilled first thing in the morning by random people about your apparent relationship with mikage reo (to which you simply replied, “i don’t know who that is, sorry,” and proceeded to run away), you didn't expect to be interrogated by your apathetic best friend as well.

usually, nagi prefers to be completely silent during the 1st period (and actually all the way through lunch), not bothering to utter more than a few words, but today, he seems uncharacteristically on edge, waiting for you at the corner of the gym with a wrinkle between his brows.

“why are you on a first name basis with him?”

“everyone calls him reo.” he shrugs. “why him?”

“i never said i was into him.”

“then what's all that partner thing about?” he asks, which confuses you a bit. you doubt that reo would go around announcing to everyone how you teasingly called him ‘partner’ and practically dragged him to a date against his will, but it's not like him and nagi are close either, so you wonder where nagi has heard this information from. then, you suddenly recall back to yesterday, where you saw the curtain of your neighbor’s bedroom window swinging side-to-side, as if it was drawn close a mere second before you looked up.

it seems that your mind wasn't playing tricks with you after all, and that a certain someone was eavesdropping on your conversation with reo as he walked you to your door.

“fake partners, you mean? and it was a just a joke—i met him that day.”

“that day? why are you acting so close if you've just met that day?”

“you're awfully talkative today, seishiro.”

“i know. it's making me exhausted, and it's all your fault.” he then presses his weight against you, leaning his forehead on your shoulder—as he always does when he's tired and you're within reach. your eyes widen immediately, darting around the gymnasium to see if any of your classmates has noticed.

you don't want people to get the wrong idea about you two. it's not because it kills your chances with anyone due to the assumption that you aren't single (which you still very much are, by the way), or even because of potential issues of being a two-timer due to a certain rich boy—it's just that whenever you get asked if you and your best friend are together, you can't help but flinch from the idea, like ice is being poured inside the back of your shirt. you don’t really know what to call it, but you do know that you've answered the question a hundred times and you're positively sick of it.

“i told you to stop doing this in public,” you hiss, trying to push the giant, clingy sloth off you. “and stop whining, nagi. i’m not going anywhere. besides, i’m not even looking for a relationship or anything like that. not after… you know, what happened during our first year.”

he lifts his head up, frowning at you. “don’t call me nagi. just ‘cause you met a new guy doesn't mean you get to call me nagi.”

you raise an unimpressed brow. what’s his problem? “only if you stop whining.”

“…‘m not.” he slurs his words together, only proving your point.

“yes you are!”

“why do you have to be so annoying? you're such a pain,” he sighs, now walking away from you.

“i'm the annoying one?! and don't call me a pain, you—!” without hesitation, you promptly snatch a red ball from the steel ball cart beside you before swinging your arm at him, slamming the dodgeball right to his head. well, you tried to, at least; even with his back facing towards you, nagi only takes one step to the side to avoid it.

“your shitty aim sucks balls,” the tall male comments unenthusiastically, his white fringe falling over his eyes as he gazes at you over his shoulder. his nonchalance only spurs you on, now hauling multiple dodgeballs at him.

“how about you suck my ba—”

“give it up already. you're never gonna hit me.” and nagi actually has the audacity to yawn mid-dodge. of course, it only fuels your irritation even more. you eventually run out of balls to throw, so you mindlessly grab the nearest object to your right and chuck that as well.

…which unfortunately, happens to be nagi’s phone that he's snuck inside the gym, peeking under a face towel on the bench.

“oh, fu—”

because of your (rightfully) so-called shitty aim, it swung way up high to the left, a few steps away from nagi. in less than a second, he realizes what you have flung at him, and his body moves instinctively; he throws himself towards it, swinging his leg upward and trapping it with his foot with perfect ease before it has the chance to plummet down on the floor.

“why are you making me move so much…” he sighs. “what a pain.”

“you’re supposed to move anyways, we're in PE. you're welcome,” you smugly reason out. and then not even a second later you fold, shoulders curling inwards as you glance toward his phone; if it weren't for his godly reflexes, you would've broken it. with a small voice, you meekly add, “sorry.”

nagi shrugs in response.

when he saunters over to place his phone on the bench again, a silver glint catches your eye. a small charm swings lightly, small beads of white and black strung haphazardly together attached to the side of his phone case.

“wait, this is…” a phone charm crafted by hand, which is your birthday present for him four years ago. “i didnt know you still had that.”

“why wouldn't i?”

“where was it this whole time? this wasn't here a few days ago.”

“i just kept it in my drawer ‘cause i don’t wanna lose it.”

tilting your head to the side, you ask, “so why'd you suddenly decide to attach it to your phone now?”

he looks away, scratching the back of his neck. “…dunno.”

eyes dropping into slits, you mutter, “you know, that kinda sounds sus—”

“hey! that was amazing! nagi, right? you should play soccer with me!”

nagi and yourself both turn to the direction of the sudden voice, seeing a familiar figure running towards you, vivid purple eyes gleaming under the gymnasium’s stark white lights.

“mikage?” you exclaim.

ever so slightly, nagi sharpens his usual droopy eyes. “nah.” he immediately says, turning on his heel.

“seishiro? wait, weren't you supposed to be looking for a club?”

“don’t really care.” you follow him, lightly jogging to keep up. as soon as you catch up by his side, the taller male glances at you as he asks, “will you join too?”

is he seriously asking you that… “no?”

“then i won't.” nagi concludes as he continues to walk away from reo.

“hey, wait up!” reo calls out, placing a hand on your shoulder. “ah, i was completely shut down… say, will you help me convince him?”

your brows shoot up as your gaze flicks down where he's casually touching you. after your initial confusion of who he is yesterday, you then recognize him after learning his name—the most popular boy in school, known for his good looks, charisma, and most especially, his wealth. he gets along well with literally everyone, and acts genuinely close with them even if they aren't.

“uh, why should i?”

“remember that limited edition merch you like? i can get you the rest of the collection. in fact, i’ll even buy out the whole place just for you.”

“wha– seriously?” you feel your eye twitch. damn rich people. “it was limited edition. they all ran out of stock already.”

“i have my ways.” well, that's not shady at all. he flashes a grin at your skepticism, winking at you, “anything for my partner.”

and you now understand why he's earned his title. this is probably how he always gets what he wants—with a smile like that, anyone would drop to their knees and do whatever he’d ask. two years ago, you would've keeled over for attention like this, but now, you're nothing but indifferent.

he places his hands on both of your shoulders now, completely stopping you from taking off. wide violet eyes scrutinize your own, making you scrunch your nose at the close proximity. “shouldn't you be begging him and not me?”

“yeah, but...” reo swears he feels an air of animosity radiating from the white-haired male, and that's why he has decided to turn you instead. “you wouldn't leave your partner hanging, right? as partners, we help each other out, riiiight?” he says, dragging his words out.

you lean as far as you physically can from his grip, but he doesn't seem to care, excitedly looking at you with stars evident in his eyes. “mikage, you—” he smiles at you, bright and blinding, and you find yourself withering under his intense gaze. “okay, fine, just—”

“well, that's settled then! they’re joining the club too, nagi seishiro. they can be our manager.” you briefly wonder why he didn't outright offer to have you join the team, but he probably saw how you threw the dodgeballs earlier… though it's not like you have to use your hands in soccer, so what the hell, this is kind of insulting.

“says who, mikage?”

“you're gonna come watch all our games?” he negotiates.

“why don’t you offer that i join the team?”

“ahahaha. haha. hah.” he laughs awkwardly, swinging an arm around your shoulder and ultimately evading your question.

because you were too busy trying to shrug him off, you miss the way nagi’s eyes zero on to reo’s arm around you, wordlessly observing the whole interaction with his lips pressed taut.

you still don’t know why reo hasn't moved away; he's so close that you can see the dark amethyst specks in his irises, the long strands that frame his face are lightly tickling your cheek, and if you lean in even just an inch, you can practically—

“you said anything i want, right?” your voice drops to a low whisper, and reo nods slowly, still seemingly oblivious to the lack of space between you.

“then... what if i said i wanted a kiss?”

reo’s smile drops immediately, recoiling away from you as if you've slapped him, his whole entire face heating up all the way to the tips of his ears. finally out of his grasp, you erupt into boisterous laughter, shaking your head as you leave the flustered boy alone and catching up to nagi.

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#blue lock x reader #nagi seishiro x reader #mikage reo x reader #reo mikage x reader #bllk x reader #bllk x you

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antimony-medusa · 1 year

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Okay so, the thing about Boundaries, and why people keep bringing them up over and over again to creators, is I think there's a bit of a desire for what people are doing here to not be weird. Cause like, the creator signed off on it, so like, I'm fine and you can't make fun of me or get mad at me.

And like, I understand the desire to not be made fun of or have people get mad at you, believe me, I know, but I think we have all just gotta accept that what we're doing is— it's a little weird, bro.

Like by definition what fandom is is getting a little too much into your thing. Fan comes from Fanatic. We all saw some block men and we went way too hard with it. And I think that sufficiently viewed from the outside, there is just no way to do any kind of transformational creation and it not be weird to the wrong people.

Like, taking a character and making them miserable? One of the honourable fandom traditions, whether you're whumping them or if you go hard into comfort at the end. For someone entirely outside of fandom, that's just like why are you DOING that, bro, and when you add in the fact that we're using people's real names (well, gamer tags), there's no way for that not to be odd. "The creator said it was okay" is not going to make people go ??? any less. (Let me emphasize that this is fine, it's just like, also, you bring that up on the bus and peope go ????)

Let's look at fluff. You want to write about your characters in a coffee shop au? You want to write about your characters in a cuddly family dynamic, taking care of each other? You want to age down characters and write kid fic where they learn to face the challenges of the world and it's just so cute and you love them so much even if nothing really bad happens? I promise you that my non-fandom parents are gonna be like "why are you spending your time on that" and again, if you throw in the "is this real people" (it isn't, but that is a delicate thing to explain), you're looking at people staring at you in discomprehension and backing away.

Shippy stuff. Again, one of the honourable fandom traditions. You just love your guys and you want to write about how much they love each other (or maybe make it tragic about how only one person can make it out of the cactus ring). You spent all this time thinking about their feelings writing it out. You write out a kiss scene. It makes you flail happily. Most people don't do that! Absolutely fun to do? Yes! Something you can bring up as an ice breaker at the company potluck? Probably not! We are too much into the characters, and that's fine, but it's still gonna look a bit odd from the outside!

Plotty gen. You're writing an entire new story, but you're taking existing characters for it? Like it's original fiction, but you're using existing characters? Why not just write original fiction <I have had this conversation. Oh, you're writing a story about minecraft characters, and they— they get tortured? Like it starts with them being tortured? <also a fun conversation to be in.

I'm mostly thinking about this from the fanfiction side, but art, meta— we are just getting into things way too much. We're spending hours on this stuff. We drew the creators minecraft sonas in maid dresses. There are millions of words of fiction on the archive about every conceivable universe of good/bad things happeing to the characters. It is a primary hobby, where I could be learning piano or paying attention to sports. And I'm not, and like, that's fine.

I am here to tell you that people absolutely might find what we're doing weird, and also it's entirely fine. I just ran a poll about the sexiest minecraft character that got 68k votes on the most voted poll. And then I had to explain that to my doctor to explain why I didn't really have a normal baseline for the past week to compare to. (Doctor visibly thought it was weird but he was also like "you go" because he's a good doctor, but I had to start with explaining minecraft because he knew NOTHING about what I was talking about.) You just gotta accept that fandom is for a small segment of the population, we are all having fun with ourselves, and it's for us, it's not for the general population, and stop trying to make it palatable to people who don't care to understand. People on this site keep saying "racist white boys" and then they don't have the intellectual curiosity to pursue further as to why maybe that's not true, having a boundaries post is not going to make them nicer. It's fine. They're being jerks, we're just having fun.

And like, stop trying to get the creator to sign off on it. Accept that sometimes we're being weird and they can look at it if they want to see the weird fanatics going too hard with the characters. They will tell us if we're doing something they want to stop associating with their name, and up until that point, just accept that what we're doing is weird, and have fun with it.

We're weird.

Be more weird 2k23.

Have fun with it.

I wrote a time travel AU in DMs with a friend last night about a bird man and a minecraft piglin. Not normal. It's FINE.

#discourse #mcyt #medusas banger posts #fandom meta

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starilian2 · 8 months

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Astro observation!🌼

Hello everyone! Actually these days I was busy in different stuff other then astrology, and today, after a very long time! I come agaaaaainnnn!! Sharing you my thoughts about different placements! LoL 😂 I'm so happy tho🌼✨🎉

I'm really understanding Vedic placements these days tbh and the theory that said that our "we're" like our western astrology chart, and the actual 3D reality is Vedic astrology , and the lenses we're seeing through the reality is our western astrology chart. I hope you understand and I'm 100% sure that if you kind of observe that you'll see this, for eg. A cancer usually talks more then a typical Gemini because they're sidereal Gemini? I hope you get my point 😅

So what I observed is aquazz! "Every aqua I seen, is serious in their personality af,but they're kind of unpredictable, like sometimes they'll literally laugh at your lame jokes and sometimes it's really hard to make them smile even.(yes I'm an aqua stellium and Ik that bcz I'm living it😆)

Aqua mercuries talk like that someone are dubbing there voices. I hope you get it, but if you ever seen any other country shows when dubbed in your languages, they kinda talk like that, and they're very formal in their talks as well.

Sag mercuries are real gamers honestly!😂 They have a talent of "gaming"

Aries sun girls are really masculine. (Actually I recently met a girl who is an Aries sun at Scorpio degree, she is really masculine, and like full tomboy kind of vibes is what she gives, idk ofc maybe it doesn't resonate with everyone because it's first time I met an Aries sun but still I hope🤞🏼

Idk why but most of the time, neptunians have so many nicknames, believe me, I have 4 and my brother (who is also a Neptunian) has more then 7 nicknames and only 1 official name LoL 🤪

Taurus placements have nice lips!

12th house/Pisces/Neptune dominants, being secretive and doing things behind the scenes doesn't mean it's bad, you're not like "everyone else" and that's fine, don't waste your energy in proving things by words all the time, it's only disturbs your peaceful energy believe me, and this whole thing taken me more then 1 year to understand 😅

Capricorn suns are "sincere" and for us this word means a lot! No matter if we have discipline or if we can relate with others Capricorn terms or not. But that word has really a deep meaning, believe me.

This is for today guys! I really enjoyed these post, I genuinely do! Thank you so much for being here! I really appreciate your time here!♥️🌒

#capricorn #aquarius #tropical astrology #vedic astrology #12th house #astro posts #astro community #astro observations #astrology #astro notes #astro placements #astrology observations #moon signs #mercury signs #taurus #aries #cancer szn

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042502 · 7 days

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Nothing Serious // M.Sturniolo x Reader.

SYNOPSIS: You are interested in your college friend Matt, you wanted something casual, nothing serious, but everything gets complicated.

WARNINGS: Gamer! Reader, Gamer! Matt, Inappropriate Language, Sexual Innuendos, Casual Relationship, College, Matt, Chris and Nick are not brothers here.

WORDS: 4K

MASTERLIST!!

NOTES: My first language is not English, so if you find any grammatical errors you already know why :) This shit is based on real events!!!!!

The class had ended and you walked towards the public transport stop accompanied by your classmate, They were both waiting together for the arrival of the transport when suddenly your classmate starts talking about the boys in the class.

"Don't you find any of them attractive?" The girl asks as she looked into the distance to see if the transport was approaching.

The question took you by surprise, He knows perfectly well what girls of this type are like, They pretend to be good to you, they get information from you and then they steal your boy.

"Not exactly, I didn't take the time to look at it too much"

It's a lie, of course, that you had already been analyzing the boys in the class, you had even taken the time to look at their instagram profiles.

The new semester started a few weeks ago and of course the boys were already aware of it.

"The little group of three there is... I don't know their names" pretend not to know "The one who always wears a cap is cute."

"Christopher"

"Yeah, I think that's what it's called"

Your partner with that comment just marked Christopher as hers. This works as follows, She asked you who you find attractive, then she will say who she finds attractive and that way you couldn't try something with him because you would be a bad person.

"I think he has a girlfriend"

No, you didn't believe it, he has a girlfriend and you know it.

"I mean, in the class group chat there is his number and he has a profile picture with a girl... Maybe it's his girlfriend" You raise your shoulders and then lower them.

"What a pity, he is very handsome..."

"I think Matt and Nick are too"

"Oh yeah, Nick is hot"

You were going to open your mouth, but you decided not to and changed direction.

"I guess Matt is interesting." ¿Were you marking your ground.

"Yeah, He really is attractive, of the three I say he is the sexiest"

"I don't know, I just find it interesting."

Another lie, You liked him from the moment you saw him, that's why you checked his social networks and his contact in the class group.

If you wanted to move forward with him, You had to do it quickly before your partner, who seemed very interested in them, did it.

The plan was the following, another of your classmates was related to the men's group, but she was much more related to Nate.

So you took advantage of the proximity to become friends with Nate, it worked. The boy was very good and funny, it didn't even take him long to understand the intentions you had with the little group of three.

"Chris has a girlfriend and Nick..."

"He's gay, I know, we can all notice it, you don't have to be a genius"

"Yeah, so... Matt" looks at his friend from a distance "you could try it"

And that's how the plan began, Nate did everything he could to help, collecting information and then telling you everything.

"Matt is talking to another girl in our class, I think her name is Milena."

You instantly knew how to locate the girl, she is a girl with an aesthetic style, with piercings in his eyebrow and nose, wears baggy clothes, He has several tattoos spread across his body and dark, straight hair.

"We asked him if he was interested and he only mentioned that they were friends, but he wasn't going to deny that she is an attractive girl."

That means that if Milena gave him a chance, Matt wouldn't hesitate to accept.

"On the other hand, I think he also finds you attractive."

Shortly after, your relationship with Nate grew stronger and you became great friends. It didn't take long for Matt to start talking to you little by little, but that's when Nate told you.

"Milana and Matt are estranged, I guess that's why he approached you. Matt doesn't tell me anything about it, I guess because I'm your friend, but he did talk to Chris a lot about it."

"What did he say?"

"Chris told her that Matt and Milena fought because Milena was thinking a lot about her possible opportunity with her. Like she doesn't really want anything to do with him, but she doesn't want them to stop being friends, while Matt is kind of taken with her."

That broke your heart.

"Chris told him to stop trying with Milena and move on with you. Personally, I say that it doesn't do you any good to hook up with him if you're looking for something serious... Because Matt just... You know he is..."

"I don't want anything serious with Matt, I just want to fuck him."

It wasn't entirely a lie, there wasn't a feeling of love, you just wanted to end the fucking withdrawal you were having.

"If so, then I don't see a problem."

Little by little Matt approached you, They shared some coffees during class breaks, and many times I even waited for you after class.

You were getting to know Matt quite well, They were from different worlds. Matt lived in a fairly high economic area, While you were from a lower-middle economy, their worlds weren't even close.

You didn't like this, because knowing him more thoroughly made me go beyond just wanting to fuck him. You were collecting knowledge that is not necessary for fucking.

The conversation was wandering in different directions, almost as if they were drowning in an attempt to talk about many things and at the same time about nothing, In your carelessness, Matt was so close to you that he scared you, forcing you to move your face away from his.

He didn't understand what the fuck was happening, he was about to kiss you and you hadn't realized that.

"Matt!" You screamed.

"Damn, all this time for this and you do a thing like that to me. You ran my face when I was going to kiss you"

"It was very fast, I mean I didn't expect... I mean I knew what would happen today, but I didn't think it was now, damn we were talking about your damn tattoos I wasn't going to think you would kiss me"

"Forget it"

He seemed upset, but he wasn't going to despise the moment. You broke the awkwardness of the physical touch you had had since you arrived on the basketball court.

"Forget it, I do not want"

"You do not want?"

He turned his head in your direction and we joined our lips in a kiss, his hands went straight to your waist, while yours were on his chest.

You could feel your heart beating fast, you hadn't found yourself in a situation like this in a long time.

When the kiss ended the atmosphere became awkward.

"Good..." They murmured.

"I think I should go home," Matt said, cutting through the awkwardness.

"Yes, it's late"

No, it wasn't, they still walked together to the bus stop. You told Matt he could leave, but he insisted on staying until you caught the bus.

Suddenly you received a text message from your father, asking you to buy something before you get home.

"Shit..." You curse and Matt looks at you for an explanation. "Oh, sorry, it's my father"

"Did something happen to you?"

"What? No, no. It's nothing like that." You type a response into the device while talking to Matt. "He wants me to go through something before returning home, I guess I'll have to go to the merchant Park in my area." You explain as you put the device away.

"Merchant park?"

"Haven't you ever been to one?" Matt shakes his head in response and you hesitated before speaking again, but you still did. “Do you want to come with me?”

"Of course"

You were surprised that he wouldn't even doubt it, but then he shakes his head and speaks again.

"Let me text my mom first"

That seemed strange to you, They were studying at university and are in their twenties, but you still decide not to judge him.

"So, Which bus should we take?"

"It's number 96, but at the moment I guess we can take any one and then we should take another" you explain, to which Matt nods.

A few minutes later the bus arrived and they got on together, it was a bit empty, but of course, that wouldn't last long, a few stops later and it would be packed.

They stood in the corner of the bus, Two stops later more people began to get on, That's when you put your arm around Matt's to bring him closer to you.

He accepted this contact and moved closer to you, they were completely crossing each other's space mutually. It wasn't uncomfortable at all. They started a random chat.

"Have I ever told you about that time a woman thought she was thirteen?" Matt starts talking to you.

They had a chat about anecdotes, most of them were from Matt, you just listened to him and laughed from time to time at his experiences.

Then they arrived at their destination and both got off public transportation.

"I admit that I haven't traveled by bus in a long time." Matt confesses, but that was something you noticed.

Especially at that moment when they got on and the bus took off at a high speed making Matt almost trip.

"Really? I hadn't noticed, I think it's very common for me to take public transportation."

They walk side by side through the area, it was the center of your neighborhood. You used to frequent this place because it is surrounded by shops and activities.

"It's a nice place" Matt looked at everything around him as if it were something completely new.

"I understand that you are a kid from a private neighborhood, but stop looking so surprised. I'm sure there is a center in your neighborhood."

"Of course there is, it just doesn't look like this." He shrugs.

You decided to show him around the area after collecting what your father asked you for. They were walking in the area near the park when Matt stops.

"You want an icecream?" He points to a small ice cream shop in front of the park.

"I don't usually accept..." He interrupts you.

"I owe you a coffe, take it as payment" You smile and nod at his words.

They enter the ice cream parlor and look at the wide variety of ice cream until it is their turn to order.

"Good morning! What kind of ice cream are you looking for?" asks the friendly guy behind the counter.

"Two cones of two flavors, please" Matt speaks.

"Sure! What flavors do you want for the first one?"

"Peach and chocolate with walnut"

"Okay, the other one?"

Matt looks at you waiting for your order and then you walk over and talk.

"Lemon and raspberry in water both"

Once they had their ice cream they went out to sit somewhere in the square, the sun was shining in their face, but since the weather was somewhat cold they were comfortable.

"Your ice cream taste is deplorable" you spoke while you will enjoy yours.

"I'm not going to let you talk about my tastes when you just ordered lemon," Matt counters.

"Please, everyone likes lemon"

"Believe me nobody likes it"

Suddenly the conversation with Matt became more personal, Like you ask about your family and he told a lot about his. This was not good, You were supposed to just want to fuck him and now you're here giving him a tour of your area and having ice cream while you talk about your personal lives.

"Know, It didn't work out well for me with Chris, I mean Nate is a good boy and so is Nick, but with Christopher... I can't understand it, I feel like he always tries to make me look like an idiot in front of Milena, especially now that he has ended his relationship with his now ex-girlfriend."

You nod, this conversation is so boring...

You looked at the time on your phone, then Matt cleared his throat, taking the last of his ice cream.

"Do you have to leave?"

You nod with a grimace on your face, You sigh and look at the sky, you thought about clarifying things with him, but you didn't want to ruin the day you had together. So you keep your mouth shut.

Matt offers to give you a ride home, even though you refused he did it anyway.

You didn't want him to do such a thing, it was another of the things that people who only have to fuck should not do.

They were just a block from your house when you stop and he imitates you.

"So far it's fine, don't worry"

"I said I'd leave you at home"

"That's my house" You point to the house at the end of the block that is on the corner. "Don't worry, I can walk there"

Matt nods not very convinced. It was time to say goodbye, you approach and surround him in your arms, he agrees to the hug, returning it.

Your face was right in front of his chest, his head was tilted down, it was a very tender hug from afar.

When you are taking distance, you look up and his lips find yours passionately, I take you by surprise, but you don't take distance.

Your arms go up to his neck and he presses you closer to his body. It was an even longer kiss than the one they shared this morning.

Finally the kiss breaks and they both distance themselves.

"Well, I'll see you in class..." You say walking slowly.

"Yeah, see you" He also starts walking.

"Matt" You call him and he turns to look at you "text me when you're home" he nods and you both go your separate ways.

When you got home you left your backpack and went into the shower after undressing, the water running down your face as you thought about what had happened during the day.

You had to clear things up for Matt before he got the wrong ideas, but that was impossible... Matt had feelings for Milena, would it be silly to whitewash things?

When you got out of the shower you saw your cell phone, you had text messages from Matt saying that he was already home and that he really enjoyed the tour with you.

The rest of the weekend passed with Calma, you talked little to nothing with Matt, the conversation did not go beyond talking about the university.

The days passed like the rest, during classes he pretended not to know you, but during history class while you were playing with your pencil, You got a text from Matt saying to pay attention in class.

You smiled and responded with a silly sticker.

Then they would see each other occasionally during breaks, drink coffee or simply find a quiet place in the university to chat.

You had to admit that you enjoy his company, but how long should you wait to fuck?

Suddenly some possessive comments appear from Matt.

"You're very close to Nate, I mean, you just said that you have already discussed this with him."

You frown and nod.

"Yes, we are friends. You know, he is a good boy"

Nate has a girlfriend and even if it wasn't like that, they were friends and something that you keep in mind is that your male friendships are just that, friends and they never went beyond that.

"I already told you that when someone is called my friend, it will always be that and only that" you remind him.

"I am your friend?"

Shit, that had caught you off guard.

"No, I don't kiss with my friends Matt"

He smiles satisfied. That wasn't the only weird situation you had with Matt.

One morning at the university fair, you leave the classroom and wait outside for one of your classmates, when Nate comes out accompanied by Nick and Chris.

"Hey!" Chris greets you.

"Hello Chris!" You return the greeting.

Since you've been friends with Nate, you have to admit that you've gotten very close to Chris and Nick, Unlike Matt, they did come up to say hello and exchanged a few words from time to time.

"Are you waiting for anyone?" He asks with intent in his voice. Of course he means Matt.

"Huh, yes Lily" you replied.

"Of course Lily, come on, you won't believe it"

"It's the truth sick boy"

He walks away with his friends laughing. Lily comes out a few seconds later and you walk next to her, but you couldn't help but think about Chris' words... What if Matt was waiting for you.

You grabbed your cell phone and typed a quick text, Matt responded by saying that he was waiting for you but that he saw that you left with Lily. That's strange, they hadn't agreed to meet today.

"Lily, I have something you do, see you later"

"Hey! Are you going to leave me to see that jerk?" She had grabbed your arm before you could leave. "Is this serious? You're with me now bitch, plus you said you were only going to fuck him. If not, I don't understand what you're bringing with you."

"Lily..."

"No, listen, he doesn't even have the balls to greet you in front of us or anyone in the class. They hide as if they were doing something bad and they are not, and also, if they are only going to fuck because they need to see you so much"

"We haven't fucked yet..."

"That's even worse! Why must you run after him?"

"Just this once, yeah?" You say and abandon Lily.

You type a quick response to Matt and you find yourself in one of the university hallways.

"I didn't know you were waiting for me, you hadn't agreed to meet today. If Chris didn't tell me, I wouldn't have sent you that text," you confess.

"Did Chris tell you?"

"Huh, yeah. He came out with Nick and Nate, they greeted me and asked me if I was waiting for you" you comment on the previous situation.

"You are very close to Chris"

Then you remember one of the many conversations you have had with your friends from college.

"He's strange, since we had that outing I feel closer to him... But he still doesn't greet me when he sees me in class" you say while eating your croissant.

"He's an idiot, he has no balls"

"I mean, I don't care, but it doesn't fit his attitude... "He's always complaining about me saying hello to Chris or Nate, he even tells me to be with Chris a lot... I admit that I spend a lot of time with Nate and Chris lately."

"Do you think it's jealousy?"

"I don't know, he's still seeing Milena" I shrug.

"Forget it, just don't give it your time."

"Or play with him, that's what you want, right?" says another of your friends smiling, "use him, he's doing it too and you know it, drive him crazy... Use Chris to your advantage"

"It's true that Chris recently broke up with his girlfriend, that's in your favor and it's nothing new that he finds you attractive too." adds another of the girls.

"It's true, Nate said that Chris sees you as pretty." You stay with those words from your friends.

You look at Matt and sigh before speaking.

"Yes, Chris is attractive. Have you seen his hands? "I would let myself be hanged by them" you joke with that, or maybe not.

"Oh you're not serious, aren't you?"

"Of course I do, Chris is a very sexy guy and it's not just me who thinks about it. But I still have a good relationship with him, he is very mature to talk. "We've talked from time to time with Nate, you know."

"Do you like Chris?"

You raise your shoulders in response.

"I don't know, I already told you anyway that I don't want anything serious with anyone" you stare at him and he nods.

"I have also told you that he was not looking for something serious"

“I know,” you smile.

The days go by, and you continue without fucking Matt, The only thing they do is occasionally talk about the university and in chat he usually tells you about his day as if that would interest you, Sometimes he makes toxic comments about Christopher and you play along, but this was already boring. You decide to put a stop.

"Matt, do you still want something casual?" Finally you ask.

He looked at you perplexed, nodding repeatedly.

"Of course, I told you as soon as we started talking... I don't want anything serious with anyone, it's not something that is for me."

"I know, but I've noticed that the last few months you've been acting like it's more than just casual and I just wanted to know if you were sure of your words, because your actions say something else."

"My actions?"

"Come on Matt, you've been texting me outside of college, you talk to me 24/7 You even send voice notes and images of yourself, you tell me about your day as if it were a fucking intimate diary. You've even made scenes of jealousy every time I talk to or greet Chris."

"I only did that as a joke, it doesn't bother me that you're friends with Chris and I only did the texts because that's who I am."

"No Matt, you're not like that with someone you just want to fuck and we didn't even fuck to begin with."

"It seemed like a very son of a bitch to just fuck"

"No, you wouldn't be a son of a bitch for doing something like that, you would be a son of a bitch if you told me you just want to fuck and the next day you treat me like I'm your fucking girlfriend when I'm not."

"I think you're getting confused, I clarified everything from the beginning."

"The one who made a mistake here is you, if we're not going to fuck I don't need this shit."

"Hey, forget it, let's make this right"

You hiss in annoyance, you wouldn't fall again.

"I know you're interested in someone else and this is a fucking game, because that's how agreed. But you don't make it look like that and I'm not interested" You sigh. "Don't worry, everything is more than fine, I'm not mad at you and I don't have any problems, but forget whatever was here."

"Let's talk about this"

"Everything has been discussed, let's stay as classmates and that's it."

The next few days Matt ignored you as usual during classes, There were no big changes in that, there were simply no texts, no knowing looks, it seemed like he avoided you completely. Even if you walked up to Chris or Nate to talk, he would walk away from wherever you were.

A complete childish boy, you thought..

"He said you insulted him and that you were extremely upset," Nate tells you as he takes a sip of his coffee.

"That's not true, I told him he would be an idiot if he did something, if he did it then he is, but since he said "I didn't do it" he shouldn't feel like an idiot."

"Oh, that's a big insult. But I don't understand. Weren't they going to fuck?"

"Your friend is a complete idiot who takes too long to fuck someone and that's why he's not with Milena or me." I drink my coffee in one shot.

"Well it's true..." Nate agrees with you "Matt is very slow with this girl thing, on the other hand..." You look at your friend and he smiles "Chris is single now."

Nate looks forward and you imitate him, your eyes meet Chris's, he licks his lips and they briefly connect gazes, He looked away and continued talking to Matt who was next to him. They were very close.

You smile widely and laugh along with Nate, Matt and Chris look in your direction and that makes you and Nate laugh even harder.

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koreads · 7 months

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HAZEL CALLAHAN WITH A GAMER GF:

im a gamer myself and i really want to date hazel ughhh (there's nsfw in this one, minors dni!!!), this is pretty bad guys, so is my english.

but i hope you enjoy my little pookie bear bullet points 👍

i don't think hazel is big into games, maybe she enjoy some cute games (bc she is a cutie!) like animal crossing or something like this;

her gf enjoys fps games, she lives for the competitive atmosphere. hates losing her ranked games but, at least she has hazel.

—Haze. —the girl in front of her was speaking in pout, dark circles under her eyes, the hair was a mess falling out of her bun.

—What is it babe? —Hazel opened her arms, Y/N didn't waste a single second before cuddling into her girlfriend —Did you lost again? — Y/N pinched her, Hazel laughing out loud.

—That fucking game is ridiculous. —she said, nuzzling into Hazel neck.

Being near her girlfriend was the only thing that made Y/N calm after a long time getting annoyed with FPS games, Hazel couldn't understand why her girlfriend spend so much time at something that made her so upset but, was glad to help with cuddles and head pats.

y/n really wants to be a perfect girlfriend for hazel because she genuinely thinks that the girl deserves nothing but love and attention. but sometimes she simply forget about having a life outside her rpg games, after all, why live in a real world when you can life in genshin impact?

when she feels like spending all day gaming, she asks for hazel to be with her. they cuddle in front of the screen and y/n explains the game to her lover.

—And that's my baby, Scaramouche. —Y/N said. She was between Hazel legs, both wrapped in a blanked in Y/N room. Even though they were in Y/N's bed, surrounded by her stuff, she could only smells Hazel perfume.

—I thought I was your baby?

Y/N kissed her girlfriend cheeks, smiling wilde at the pout in her face.

—You're my baby, my darling, my lil' pookie—even though Y/N hated the chessy nicknames e cute actions, she couldn't help whenever her pretty girlfriend was near.

after much insistence of y/n, hazel started playing some games other than animal crossing. her favorites were the sims bc she loved making a cute family with y/n, hsr bc she didn't had to do much and fall guys, bc she really liked the silly running.

—That's the room of our son, Robert Callahan. —Hazel was showing the baby at her iPad, Y/N was sitting at her girlfriend lap and distributing kisses along her neck.

—I like the LGBTQ flag in his room. —Y/N said, her fingers running through Hazel's hair.

—He support's his moms.

NSFW:

hazel is very patient. she always waits till y/n to end her gamer moment to ask for her attention. im general, she even enjoys watching her gaming but sometimes she gets a little needy.

when she gets needy, she really can't wait.

Y/N shuddered, gripping her mouse with a strength that could broke it, very easily. Her eyes were fighting to stay open, and mouth forcefully closed because she certainly didn't want to moan in front of her teammates.

Hazel was just down her desk, eating her cunt like it was the first meal she had in years, her fingers gripping the girl thighs with such a strength that certainly would leave marks.

—Oh, fuck me. —Y/N rolled her eyes, one hand leaving the keyboard to hold at Hazel's hair. The girl looked up, her blue eyes shinning in a sinful way —Guys I have to go. Bye. —turning the game off, Y/N grabbed Hazel face, bringing her to a kiss —You'll be the dead of me, Haze.

Hazel's hand went from her thigh to her wet cunt, making Y/N moan and throw her head back, before moving her hands to take of her girlfriend's pants. Pausing for a second, once she felt her orgasm coming.

—Haze I'm gonna...

—Cum. Cum for me, darling.

As if she was waiting for Hazel order, Y/N came. Her moan being drought in Hazel's lips.

—My turn. —she whispered popping open her girlfriend's jeans.

even if y/n loved videogames, she loved hazel even more.

Cuddling into Hazel naked chest, Y/N kissed her lover, smiling when the girls shivered with the contact.

—I love you. —she mumbled.

—I love you too. Even if you spend way much time with the bald guy with a weird beard.

—Kratos?

—I don't care about his name. —Hazel mumbled, pouting and hiding her face at Y/N hair.

—I bet Kratos couldn't make me come three times in a row. —Y/N said, smiling when she noticed Hazel blush.

—I could do four, y'know?

Moving faster than Y/N imagined she could, she straddled Hazel, smiling down at her beautiful face.

—Then what are you waiting for?

#hazel callahan #hazel callahan x reader #bottoms (2023)#ruby cruz #kit thantalos #hazel Callahan fluff #hazel callahan smut #hazel callahan drabble

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idontwannatalkboutitok · 4 months

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Damian as a little brother. A trained assassin, yes, but also the family's youngest.

Here's how I think that plays (Part 1?)

Damian & Tim

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Worth mentioning that I headcanon Tim as a gamer. Now, to me, Tim is a 90s kid. He played pokemon on his Game Boy when it first came out. He had a nintendo 64, a gamecube, and basically every console you can think of.

Because the timeline is not time lining, and he's not allowed to grow up (side eyeing DC), he now is a switch kinda kid.

Cue short story

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Every time Tim is at the manor or the cave, Damian can't help but notice he's always using a strange console. He's never paid much attention to it. After all, what Tim does in his free time is of no relevance to him.

But one night, after patrol, he sees Drake throw the console away angrily and leave the room, cursing. (Not real curses, mind you, not with Alfred around).

Now this. This is ... intriguing. Anything that could make the older boy angry, Damian could find interest in. So, out of curiosity, he approaches the device and examines it. Black, two bright controlers on each side. Nintendo is written on the back, and Damian think he does remember a few classmates carrying similar consoles in their bag. They used them to play games that would get them yelling and laughing when on break from lessons.

A gaming console then. Is this what had Tim so riled up? He thought Drake to be above such imbecilic distraction. The older boy has such a practical mind. Damian cannot picture him spending all of his free time playing a child game. And enjoying it. He has to be doing something else with this.. Switch? Something worthwhile.

He must figure it out. So he opens the console, and confusion flows through him at what he sees. These graphics are horrendous. A pixelised and ridiculous robot is giving a speech on the screen. What in the world is Tim playing. The robot turns into a dancing man. What.

Graphics start to flow on the screen. Damian does his best to avoid what he understands to be attacks and to fight back, but his character is ridiculously weak. He is defeated quickly and extremely annoyed. When the screen tells him to "stay determined," he scoffs. This game is taunting him. Ridiculous.

So when the game starts again, instead of fighting the ridiculous robot man, Damian tries to find an ennemy he can slay. And he does! He makes his way back and win a few fights. Now that he understands the concept better, this game- well it's not so bad. He just defeated another ennemy when Drake comes back. And as soon as he sees him with the console, he's yelling.

Damian thinks it's a bit too much. After all, he only played a little and gained experience points. Which Tim was lacking. He says so, but then the older boy goes quiet. Deadly quiet.

Drake takes a step forward, and weirdly worried, Damian takes one back. The yelling picks up, and now Tim is chasing him, throwing cussions and curses at him. He finally catches Damian and rips the console away from him. After pressing a few buttons, he whines and pinches his nose, looking so mad. Disappointed. And that does it.

Damian yells back and demands an explanation. Why is Tim so angry. He does not understand. What did he do that was so wrong?

The questions seem to settle Tim, who deflates, and now simply looks defeated. His head falls back and he starts to talk, as if to explain, but then he stops. And smirk. That can't be good.

Next thing he knows, Damian is sitting in the den. The console is connected to the television, and he's playing the game from the beginning. Tim is sitting next to him, offering no advice. Drake said he would understand what he did wrong once he reaches the end of the game, but really, Damian thinks he's doing great at winning so far.

#Yes the game is Undertale #And Damian ruined Tim's pacifist run #Tim is getting sweet sweet revenge #dc universe #batfam headcanons #damian wayne #tim drake #batbros #batfam #undertale #damian al ghul #short story

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kaixserzz · 9 months

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this one is very self indulgent. i go on a TANGENT talking about my favorite character's lore and i thought about dottore... gamer!reader x dottore set on me and my friend's modern!au :3

dottore rabble x3 - "favorites"

oftentimes, you find yourself gushing about the video games you always play whenever dottore was around. you can't help it—it just feels so natural, to let your mouth run until you're out of words in his presence.

he never tells you to stop or make you feel like you are unheard, he asks questions and pays utmost attention to you. you knew dottore isn't one to play video games, so he doesn't know much, but he genuinely enjoys it whenever you talked about it.

you feel so safe and not weird when you rant to him, and he's been watching you play video games to understand more of your interests. the words just escape your lips before you could think. your heart always feels like it's about to burst whenever he gives you an adoring smile, staring at your cute, scrunched-up face, completely focused on your video game.

but there was one thing that bothers dottore.

why do you keep talking about this certain character? recently, every time you talk about video games, he hears their name. and what irks him more is the fact you get so giddy when you speak about their lore, and the way your face flushes in excitement sours his worsening mood even more.

he wasn't jealous. of course not! he scoffs at the idea. why would he be jealous of a video game character that isn't even real?

but can you blame him though? you've made that character your desktop wallpaper, and the majority of your accounts are themed after them. just how obsessed are you with this character?

that isn't fair. he's your lover! it should be him that—

hmm... perhaps he is a tiny bit jealous. just a small fraction of the horrid feeling. nothing more.

and though dottore doesn't want you to know anything about his growing jealousy, he asks you anyways,

"if you were to choose between us, who would you pick?"

the question caught you off guard, taking your eyes off the screen to look at him incredulously. it was hard to discern what he felt at the moment, only staring back at you intensely as he awaited your answer. you glance at your screen, seeing your favorite character standing idly, then bit your bottom lip to hold back a snort.

"between you and my favorite character?" you asked back, tilting your head towards him, forcing yourself to be as serious as he was.

dottore nodded, his eyes now glaring at the screen of your computer, showing absolute disdain towards your favorite character. you hummed as you rubbed your chin, pretending to be deep in thought, and you see how utterly offended dottore was at the fact you had to think about whom to choose.

"well, i'll pick my favorite, of course," you answer innocently, with a mischievous smile on your lips. and just as you suspected, his eyes narrowed, red eyes darkening as he leaned towards you, as if his ears deceived him.

"what?"

then you burst into a fit of giggles, cupping dottore's cheeks into your hands and pressing your nose against his. he was so cute getting jealous over someone fictional. maybe you should've been paying more attention to him anyway.

"that's you, silly!" you reveal, and you feel him lean against your touch, his skin tingling in delight at how close you were to him. "you're my favorite. i'd never replace you over a bunch of pixels."

his tensed shoulders relaxed at that, a satisfied smile emerging on his lips as he press his forehead against yours, his hand caressing your cheek. "good," he mutters, "because you're my favorite too."

your heart felt like it was about to soar at his genuine confession, biting your bottom lip to prevent you from squealing. on the inside, you were screaming at how sweet dottore was being at the moment. but of course, you just had to ruin it.

"... well, if they become real though, it'd be a different story!" you joked, and you feel his smile shift into a scowl.

dottore pulls away from you and simply said. "you're not getting any kisses tonight." and turned around to walk out of your room.

"wait, no!" you called out for him, "baby please, it was a joke!"

- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛❛ If you like this a lot, consider reblogging! I'll appreciate it very very much! Don't repost and/or translate my work anywhere. ❜❜ ┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌

#favoniuslibrary #˚₊໒🔪꒱kai writes₊˚#╰┈➤ il dottore #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #dottore x reader #il dottore x reader #genshin impact

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threewaysdivided · 5 months

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We don’t exactly live in a world built for humans, do we? There’s no guidebook for happiness or success or a sense of place in the world, and the people claiming to have one are really just trying to sell you something. We spend most of our little lives trying to make these feelings fade away, or find something to replace them. […] I know it’s little pretentious but we’re all searching for a sense of meaning and purpose in our lives, and those things are hard to come by. There’s a little bit of nothing in all of us. And we’d like to fill it with something. Opening your web-browser and seeing someone who seems to have it figured out – making you feel better and entertaining you, and seeming to attract an audience on this roulette wheel of a planet – that’s powerful. There’s someone who seems to understand what they’re supposed to be doing. And it’s working. That’s all anyone really wants. Sure, in retrospect, a bunch of people wanting to be exactly like the [Angry Video Game Nerd] sounds silly, but he knew who he was: he was the angriest gamer you’ve ever heard. We can laugh - in fact, you’re supposed to – but that’s a human being with purpose. There’s someone who’s not anxious about their place in the world anymore. It’s very difficult not to want that completeness for yourself. Not to just be like someone but to be them – to attain that sense of knowing. In real life, James Rolfe is a human being, with all sorts of problems and fears, but that doesn’t stop people from wanting to be like the person he seems: someone who knows their place in the world. […] I do worry that there are people out there who will never get the chance to become who they are because they’re too busy trying to be like someone else – who at best has it figured out for themselves just a little bit. I feel like I know who I am, and how to live my life, and that makes me feel happy and somewhat complete. And I don’t think I’d have ever found myself if I was trying to chase someone else’s sense of completeness. Basically, no one knows how to live your life. And you might not either. But the only person who’s going to figure it out is you. And you won’t find that by trying to be ‘the next That-Person’. You can only be the first of whoever it is that you are.

Hbomberguy (Harry Brewis) Plagiarism and You(tube) Why Do People Plagiarise? Timestamp: 3:43:38 3 December 2023

#Youtube #Quote of the day #Plagiarism and You(Tube)#Hbomberguy #Hopepunk #Personas #Purpose #transcribing it myself because the middle bit about the power and draw of personas is really impactful and I wanted it to stay in #as he said earlier in the video: there is a line between imposter syndrome and being an imposter #but the temptation is there #video transcript #3WD

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nanfrost · 3 months

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A Schneider Scene Analysis: Her decision to do what she did at the end of Chapter 2.

For those that need a little refresher or well, a reminder to what happened at the end of chapter 2: Schneider decided to do a little pro gamer move and stare into Vertin's eyes as she vanishes into thin air.

An incredibly traumatic and heartbreaking scene definitely, and it left me in pain for days later.

But recently, someone actually asked me something that I find that to be an interesting question to answer; that being why did Schneider decided to do what she did at the end, likely knowing how traumatic doing something like that to Vertin.

For those who have always been curious to know this, or have been given an interest now that I brought this topic up, welcome! I will be giving my own interpretation of Schneider's character and the lead up to her ultimate decision to do what she did. Hope you will enjoy!

For us to be able to fully understand the context of this scene, we need to properly understand Schneider as a character first.

Schneider was someone who grew up in a large yet incredibly poor family, and aside from being the least cared for, she is also the most left out of that family; the one that never seemed to be remembered or fit in.

She shared no religious belief like they do, not the fragility and gentleness of her sisters, nor a soft heart that can take any beating given to them and still continue to struggle under the weight of the world like they do.

In other words, she was like an outsider, who besides name, didn't resembled any of her siblings or parents.

And yet, she still cared for them, more so than one probably should given the circumstances and the treatment one receives had they been in her shoes.

Schneider loved her family, cared for them, and did everything in her power to give them a life they could be at peace with. To give them a life they can be truly satisfied with living, and die with relief in their hearts.

In other words, Schneider had always been a selfless individual. A girl who will give up everything about herself to pursue happiness for those she cares for, never asking for a reward for herself.

And we see that with Vertin as well, we see how this selflessness is reflected through her actions and words with Vertin and subsequently after her influence on her. Because Vertin absolutely did change her for the better, although, "change" might not be the right word here.

Instead, Vertin opened Schneider's heart, a heart that had long since closed off to everyone that isn't her family. A heart that is far more kind and caring than it lets on, a heart that when given the chance and the right opportunity, will flourish under the sun and blossom into something beautiful.

And we see that clearly later on once she was safely freed from Manus clutches.

Schneider could have very well run off with Marian, to take the girl with her in a desperate search for their family again. To maybe have a final reunion before they were sifted away by the Storm. She had no real reason to keep risking her neck for these strangers, these people who she really only knew for hours, let alone a day.

And yet she did, because Vertin had made Schneider believe again.

Vertin had ignited Schneider's desire to help, to be kind to strangers, to offer her assistance even when she gains really nothing from it. Yes, in a way, she would be helping Vertin as well, but she didn't need to be so forward and casual with it, she didn't need to be so buddy buddy and joking with Sonetto after their last interaction was pure hostility towards each other.

And yet she is, because Schneider wants to be kind, wants to be open about her mind and feelings, to not inherently distrust everyone around her anymore simply because she doesn't know them. To give herself and them a chance to connect with one another, to work together in a goal that is purely altruistic of them all.

Because Schneider had always been selfless, and now she was given the right chance to show that selflessness to those around her.

As we move on to the final few scenes of chapter 2, we continue to see this selflessness of her, reflecting in her suggestion to ask for everyone's wishes. A suggestion that prioritizes everyone's well-being and desires beyond herself.

Yet during it, we get a small scene with her and Vertin, a scene that hints towards the finale of the arc itself.

For as much as Schneider is selfless, she does have a desire to want something for herself. A desire buried deeply under years and years of constantly giving herself away to those she cared for, never truly being given the chance to be expressed outwardly.

But for now, it remains only a hint of that desire, as we move on to the next scene, the scene where this hint only further grows.

Vertin asked for Schneider's wish, something that even the girl herself seemed surprised by. Either because she truly didn't expect that someone would ask her such a thing, or she thought that nobody would notice her enough to do so.

And here, Schneider lets herself indulge just a little more. To wish for something she never thought she had the capacity to ask for, to crave for; until now.

Schneider wishes for Vertin to not forget her.

An odd wish, a strange one, but most of all, it was a selfish wish. A wish made that will only benefit Schneider alone, a far-cry of what she has been like this entire time.

And yet, even with that wish, there was a clear restraint in her desire. Schneider had kept her identity of being a pure-blooded human a complete secret from Vertin and everyone else, because she didn't want to concern them with her troubles. To not let them worry over someone like her when there were others that deserve it more than Schneider.

Even when she was asking for something for herself, Schneider kept this thought in mind, fully intending to bring this secret with her till the end. To not worry Vertin or the others until she finally departs from this world, her only desire is that Vertin will remember her at least, even for just a little while.

Now we move on to the final scene of the chapter, and the conclusion to Schneider's character; and also the culmination of all these scenes finally coming into play to create a finale that just hurts.

Because Schneider had always been a selfless girl, someone who would sacrifice herself if it meant that others that she cared for would live. A girl who will bury all her secrets, all her lies and all her desires to her grave if it meant she could grant the people around her no burden from herself.

Yet even a girl like her still desires to be loved, to desire affection, to desire compassion from someone they loved.

In the end, Schneider had kept up her front, she continued to be that selfless girl for Marian to the very end. But when her last real family disappeared in front of her eyes, leaving nothing but her clothes, a dam broke, and Schneider couldn't bear to hold it anymore.

And so she leaps into Vertin's arms, pleading for the girl to hold her. Because at the end of her life, Schneider just wants to be held by someone who cared for her, who acknowledged her as the young girl that she is; a girl who loves everyone around her, and received none back, and not the killer she had become.

In the end, Schneider let herself be selfish, the only and last time she could ever be given a chance to be. And yet even at the end, you can still see the immediate regret of her selfishness, she must have known just how badly this might hurt Vertin. Had Schneider survived, it will be a regret she will solely hold in her heart.

Yet at that moment, Schneider just chose to not think about it, to just let herself be held and be embraced by the last person she knew and had grown to care and love. To be held by someone who found her to matter. To just let herself be selfish, knowing the consequences of it.

In the end, what she finally did was a heartbreaking and painful and a horribly traumatic move to pull on Vertin, yet at this point, after all that, can you really blame her for it?

For a girl who had given up so much and gained so little back, is it really worth it to blame her for just wanting to feel like she mattered in her final moments, and to at least go out not having to lie to herself or to others, even if it would hurt them? To just let herself be selfish for the only last time in her life.

To die not being Schneider, but just Yelena Greco, a girl who finally found someone to love her.

#reverse 1999 #r1999 #re1999 #vertin #schneider #verneider #vertin x schneider #writing #angst #depression #god I love Schneider so much #it hurts man #schneider is so precious #don't forget her #character writing #character analysis

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