#then I look back and??? ayo oh nevermind!!!! nevermind!!!!

[pinkyjulien]

🟨 VP SUMMARY : 2023

It's that time of the year again, can't believe we're already at the end of 2023! And for the occasion, I've decided to freshen up my VP template of last year :3 So many things happened, including the release of Phantom Liberty of course, and the final update (tm) signing the end of Cyberpunk 2077

I'm sad that it's officially over, tho I'm excited for everything already announced (live action, Orion...) and whatever else they have planned for us (new comics, novels? another anime? spin off games?? who knows)

One good thing with having the final state of a game tho is that we can go wild with mods without fearing any big change in the game's structure 😳👉👈

Here's to 2024 with more VP, more mods, more posters, more LORE and more High Voltage 💚🔧🦝💛

▶ Template available on my google drive

wee throw back to my previous summaries 🥺

#Cyberpunk 2077 #Mitch Anderson #Valentin Da Silva #Aldecaldos #OTP: High Voltage #MLM #Screenshot #Virtual Photography #VP Summary 2023 #CP77 Template #OUUGGGGHHHH....................... #always hit me a bit in the feels picking pics for the template ngl #cause like sometimes I get into the -ugh I didn't do much this year- mindset #then I look back and??? ayo oh nevermind!!!! nevermind!!!! #ghfhgf I love that I can see the EVOLUTION TOOOO #Q _Q anyway yeah oof another year wrapped up gfhhg #insanity... insanity. we still here lets goooooooooo #fav

[solarsturniolo]

We're Just Friends // M.S. pt2

by 💋Natalie💋

summary: Matt is so 'sweet best friend that secretly jerks off to your pictures' coded (idea credit to @heartstreet )

tags: @oversturn @soursturniolo @flowerxbunnie @mattslolita @mattsbratt @simplysturn @megamett44-lover @sturnybabes @bernardenjoyer @jjmaybankswifes-blog @plasticferal @cupidsword @liz-stxrn @sturniolosreads @angelic-sturniolos111 @angelic-sturniolos111

warnings: SMUT!!! / masturbation / voyeurism / post nut clarity / self-deprecation

disclaimer: these stories are fictional :)

text - reader

text - matt sturniolo

Word Count: 3030

It slowly became a habit. It started small, one time a day if even that. But what started as a habit grew into an addiction. Every little thing set him off, and the only thing to satisfy the desire in him was her. He needed her in ways that he couldn’t even describe. He hungered for her. 

It began with pictures, just her regular little posts on Instagram and Snapchat that had no hidden undertone to them, but every single one would have Matt beating his dick until his arm was sore. She had Pavloved him. The second he got the notification that his best friend posted, his cock stiffened and his ears got red and hot just thinking about what could be waiting for him. It didn’t matter where he was or what he was doing, he’d drop everything, all of his attention would be on her in an instant. Today was no different; he had already beat off three times in the few hours he had been awake.

As the day moved forward, and he found the inner strength to keep his dick in his pants, Matt remembered telling her that he’d look for the charger she had left when she stayed over a few nights ago. He spent a solid hour that afternoon searching the house up and down for her phone charger; his room, the living room, the kitchen, Nick’s room, hell, he even checked Chris’s room (despite Chris’s many protests followed by a shoe being launched at Matt’s shin), though he still came up empty handed. 

Matt went back to his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. He took a seat in his desk chair, rolling himself close enough to his desk to click his monitor on, grabbing the controller that had been set aside on his desk to charge. He turned his gaming console on, the sound of it whirring to life filling the silence in the room. He reached into his pocket, taking his phone out to send her a quick text.

‘i may have lost it’

‘your mind?’

‘no’

‘your keys?’

‘no’

‘OMG’

‘?’

‘YOUR V CARD?????’

‘WHAT NO’

‘omg matty who is she 🤭🤭🤭🤭’

‘I DID NOT’

‘then i fear i do not know what you could be talking about, for i am not a mind reader’

‘your weird’

‘you’re*’

‘i actually hate you.’

‘stfu you love me. now what are u talking abt’

‘you’re charger’

‘your*’

‘you know what 😀’

‘LMAOOOO don’t blow a fuse, it’s a $10 charger i’ll just get another one. thank u for letting me know tho’

‘ofc’

He stared at the screen, his heart beating faster when he saw the read receipt pop up under his message. He waited, taking his bottom lip between his teeth as she began to type. A smile tugged at his lips as the typing message bubble disappeared, waiting for the message to pop up on his screen.

A minute passed. Then two. Still nothing. Matt’s smile faltered a little.

‘?’

‘oh shit i didn’t know you were still here’

‘what we’re you typing?’

‘were*’

‘😀 nevermind i don’t care’

‘noooo matty come back 😂’

‘i’ll get it right one day’

‘i have full faith in you, matthew. until then, im gonna be up your ass about it’

‘so…?’

‘so what?’

‘what were you typing?’

Matt could hardly sit still. His leg bounced anxiously, he bit his nails impatiently. She had been typing for a while, was it something bad? Shit, have i fucked up recently and just didn’t notice?

‘nothing 😇’

‘you’re a dirty liar’

‘😜’

‘cmon, i’m youre best friend tell meeeee’

‘your*’

‘GET A NEW BEST FRIEND’

‘okay okay i’m done 😂 you’re so easy to tease’

‘Ayo 🤨’

‘not like that 🙄

‘well, you probably are pretty easy to tease like that too”

Matt choked on his own saliva. Did I read that right? He read it again, the blood rushing from his cheeks to his cock. His brain short circuited. Any possible responses that he could’ve came up with dissolved into nothingness. He spent two minutes trying to type a witty comeback or some sort of smooth flirtatious reply, but when push came to shove, all he could build the courage to send was-

‘what?’

She started typing, and as the speech bubble floated in the corner of his screen, Matt palmed at the bulge in his sweats. His mind raced with thoughts, all wondering what she could have possibly been thinking about. Fuck, does she think about doing things with me? Does she want to tease me? How would she even-

The speech bubble disappeared. Matt slipped his hand under the waistband of his sweatpants and his boxers, taking his hard cock in his fist. He stroked his shaft slowly, his eyes fluttering shut while he pursed his lips to hold back a moan. He waited for her response to pop up. One minute…then two…then five. He furrowed his eyebrows, his strokes slowly coming to a stop as he eyed their text messages. Why isn’t she responding? Did I make her uncomfortable? Is she weirded out?

His heart nearly dropped out of his ass when the facetime notification illuminated his screen. Without thinking to take his hand out of his pants, Matt quickly answered the call.

It took a moment for the call to connect, but when it finally did, Matt felt almost frozen in place. His heart skipped a beat, his face grew flushed with a warm rosy heat. She smiled at him and his breath caught in his throat.

“Hey!”

Matt smiled. “Hey, what’s up.”

“What, I can’t call my best friend out of the blue just to hang out?” She laughed softly. “What are you up to?” She asked.

“Just, yknow…” he trailed off, shrugging his shoulders a bit. “Was playing fortnite for a bit-“

She tilted her head to the side a little, furrowing her eyebrows. “I didn’t see you online. I would’ve joined you if I knew,” she grinned. “Can’t believe you played without me,” she playfully rolled her eyes.

Matt swallowed. Her eyes looked so pretty rolled back into her head like that, I could watch her do that for hours. Matt slowly stroked his cock, pursing his lips tightly to keep himself quiet. ‘Can’t believe you played without me’ replayed in his head like a broken record. His mind wandered off, thinking about the beautiful girl on his screen sitting on his bed. Her clothes discarded onto the floor mindlessly, seated on his bare thighs. Matt bit the inside of his cheek, pre-cum drooling from the tip of his cock as he imagined her pretty manicured fingers circling her clit, her eyes hooded and full of lust as lewd sounds spilled from her parted lips. His dick ached at the thought of her running her fingers through her wet folds, playing with herself in front of him, on full display just for him. ‘Can’t believe you played without me,’ her voice repeated in his head again, his mouth going dry as he thought of her looking at him with a pout while saying this, her pretty doe eyes staring at him with nothing but desire hidden behind their gaze.

He kept his strokes slow and controlled. This is so fucking wrong, he thought. If she knew…he couldn’t even think of the possibilities. She’d be disgusted, she’d be so upset. Matt would never be able to show his face in a public setting again.

“How was your day?” Matt asked in a soft voice, afraid that if he spoke any louder, his own voice would betray him. He watched as the smile on her face grew and he felt his heart twinge. This is so wrong. What the fuck is wrong with me.

“Aww Matty, you do care!” She teased. Matt let out a breathy chuckle, hoping she couldn’t hear the rasp in his voice. She began to list off the many side quests she endured on her day off from work, and Matt listened to every single thing she had to say. His eyes focused on her lips as she spoke to him. Her lips are so pretty. Fuck, I wanna kiss her so bad. I wanna feel her lips on mine. She’d look so fucking pretty with my dick in her mouth. I wonder how much she’d be able to take. Would I have to fuck her throat to make it all fit? Would she drool on my cock while I fuck her pretty mouth?

“Matt?”

He tugged at his cock, letting out a soft exhale when he heard her voice. Please say my name again. Say my name again. It sounds so pretty coming from you, I’ve never liked my name more than when it’s being said by you. His mind wandered off once more. What positions does she like? Would she prefer missionary? She’d look so pretty under me while I fuck her, her tits would bounce so nicely with every thrust I make. Or would she want something more intense? Would she want me to take her from behind? Would she want to be in charge? What turns her on? Does she wear lingerie?

“Matt…?”

Matt grunted softly under his breath, the speed of his strokes increasing just barely enough to tell. He focused his attention back on the call. “H-Huh?”

“I asked what you did today,” she repeated. “Did you have a good day?”

It took a moment for her words to register in his brain, his mind foggy with lust and desire, his cock dripping with arousal. He gave his shaft a gentle squeeze, a low growl forming at the back of his throat. “It’s much better now,” he admitted, earning a giggle from her in return. He smiled. He loved being able to make her laugh. It was something that most people couldn’t do, but Matt did it so effortlessly. He took pride in it; even his brothers couldn’t make her laugh nearly as easily as Matt could. “Didn’t do much, just-“ he stopped, trying to think of something to say other than ‘i sat around beating off to your pictures all day’. He cleared his throat, a moan threatening to escape as the warmth in the pit of his tummy grew. “Just stayed in bed all day.”

She rolled her eyes again, and Matt felt his balls grow heavy with arousal, his thumb rubbing at his tip with each slow stroke he made. Matt’s lips parted; he wanted to moan so bad. He wanted her to see what she does to him. He wanted her to know just how badly he wanted her. His eyes became glossy as he lost himself in a daze, staring at her through the screen.

“Are you okay? You’re acting weird.”

Matt nodded, still not taking his hand out of his pants. This is so fucking wrong. Why am I doing this? I’m risking our entire friendship. “Hey, I uh- I gotta go,” Matt stated abruptly. He didn’t want to go. He never wanted to go a minute without her, but if he didn’t leave the call soon, he’d end up in a world of trouble for sure.

“Oh…okay, well call me ba-“

Click.

Matt dropped his phone down onto his desk and leaned back in his desk chair, his shaggy hair falling in front of his eyes, strands of his hair sticking to his forehead as a thin layer of sweat began to form at his brow. He pushed his sweats and boxers down just enough to free his cock, a moan escaping him. He tugged the bottom of his sweatshirt and t-shirt up so as to not ruin it, a ritual that had become engraved into his brain from the regular reoccurrence of it. He grunted softly, tugging at his shaft desperately, his eyes screwing shut.

I need her. I need to have her, all of her. I need to feel her and taste her. I want to be between her legs, I want to taste how sweet she is, I want to watch her fall apart from just my tongue. I want to feel her squirm and run her fingers through my hair. I want to hear her whine and beg for more. Matt fisted at his cock, his strokes much faster than before. His breathing was uneven and heavy, almost panting like an animal. He needed her, he hungered for her, he craved her. Something about it was so primal. Every time he saw her or heard her, he had a full body reaction, one that he couldn’t control even if he wanted to.

Although, he really didn’t want to.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned. As if on cue, his phone vibrated on his desk. His eyes fluttered open, a lustful dazed look glazing over his irises. He picked up his phone, a notification from snapchat flashing on his screen. Never ceasing his strokes, Matt opened the app and clicked on the new snap from her. His jaw went slack, pumping his cock in his fist even faster than before. He stared at her photo for much longer than he should have, but how could he not? She had her head tilted a bit, a confused look on her face with the words ‘not even a goodbye? so mean, matty’ printed across the photo.

“Fuck me,” he whimpered. She looks so cute when she’s confused. Fuck, the things I would do to paint her face with my cum while she looks at me like that…I’d probably get put on the FBI watchlist. He knew he needed to reply back soon, not wanting her to assume he was ignoring her. He just couldn’t bring himself to tap out of the photo. His cock ached, the desire building up inside of him. “Fuck, p-please,” he breathed out. Matt threw his head back, his strokes getting impossibly faster with each passing moment. Pre-cum oozed from his tip, his fist slick with his arousal.

Another snapchat notification from her came through and Matt inhaled sharply, tapping out of the photo and clicking on the new one. Matt choked out a whine, the muscles in his bicep tightening as he began to reach his high. “Fuck-“ he grunted. His breath caught in his throat as his mind went blank, pleasure coursing through his veins. It was like a drug to him. He couldn’t get enough of the feeling; It didn’t take long for him to get addicted to it, and soon enough once a day turned into twice a day, which turned into three times a day, which turned into too many fucking times to count.

He groaned, a string of vowels passing his lips, his jaw hanging low as he watched his cum spurt from his tip. He breathed in short heavy pants, slowing his strokes to ride out his orgasm. Five ribbons of white hot cum painted his lower stomach. His dick throbbed from the intensity of his orgasm and his body shivered as he slowly came down from his high.

It took a handful of minutes for Matt to realign his senses. His chest rose and fell with even breaths, his dick rested in the puddle of cum on his abdomen. He looked at his hand, his mess coating his fingers and his palm. I wonder if she’d lick my hand clean. Would she suck on my fingers? Would she look up at me with her infamous puppy dog eyes while she does it?

His eyes darted back to his phone, his heart racing as he quickly remembered that he still hadn’t replied to her. He groaned softly upon seeing her pretty face on his screen, her previous snap still on full display for him. He took another moment to admire her before tapping out of the photo. Matt quickly fixed his hair with his clean hand, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his forearm. He picked his phone back up and quickly snapped a photo of himself. He typed a response before sending it to her.

Matt waited for a response, not caring about the mess that still hadn’t been attended to. The nerves in his brain lit up like a Christmas tree as she opened his snap, the endorphins filling him with dopamine as she sent back another photo. He was quick to open it, not caring if she caught on to his eagerness.

He tucked his cock back into his boxers, pulling them back up along with his sweats. He stood up, holding the bottom seam of his shirt up, quickly making his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. He peeked out into the hallway, making sure Nick and Chris weren’t anywhere near before slipping into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Matt cringed at the sticky feeling on his hand, quickly turning on the faucet at the sink, running his hand under the water to rinse most of his mess down the drain. He dried his hand, then grabbed a handful of tissues, cleaning up the rest of his cum before discarding the used tissues into the waste bin. He let his shirt fall down to cover his torso, his eyes landing on his reflection in the mirror. His gaze darted away, disgusted with what he saw.

You’re a terrible friend. If she ever found out, you’d be lucky to not have a restraining order against you. What the fuck is wrong with you. How can you even call yourself her best friend. You don’t deserve her.

He left the bathroom in a hurry, slipping back into his room, gently kicking the door shut behind him. He sat back down at his desk, picking up his phone once again.

Without a second thought, he opened his facetime app, clicking on her contact. The phone only rang twice before she answered, her pretty face illuminating the screen after the call connected. Matt offered her a warm smile, propping his phone up on his desk. “Sorry I hung up on you before,” he mumbled softly, scratching the back of his neck as his gaze landed on her. He picked his headset up off of his desk, holding it for her to see. “Wanna run duos with me?”

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a/n: omg guys, what do we think is gonna happen?

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo smut #i need him in a way that is concerning to feminism #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #matthew sturniolo smut #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo smut #smut #bark bark bark #foaming at the mouth

[mindingmybidness12]

Zombie Lover[Wednesday Addams x zombie! GN! Reader]

Summary: Wednesday learns something interesting about you.

Warnings: Mentions of bodily harm. More on the ridiculous side but still.

Word Count: 700 words

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“Hey, how ‘s it going?”

“You have a knife in your shoulder.”

“Yes.”

“You have my knife in your shoulder.”

“That is correct.”

“Why?”

“Well I was watching a cool action sequence and it had some knife fighting. I wanted to try it but I don’t own any knives. But I knew you did. One thing led to another and… well.”

“Give it back…”

“Ok.”

You reached up and snagged the knife out of your left shoulder. Ignoring the burning pain and the blood pouring out of the wound, you turned to give it back to  Wednesday but thought again.

“Hey… do you mind giving me a second to—“

“I can wipe the blood off myself later. Don’t you think that there’s a more pressing issue to deal with first?”

“Like what?”

“You are bleeding you idiot.”

“I noticed.”

“…you’ll die if you bleed out, you ignoramus.” 

“I won’t die.” You replied while waving Wednesday off without a care in the world,”I have an incredible healing factor with an abnormally high pain tolerance to match. For example.”

You picked a conveniently placed ax off of a nearby desk.

“My ax.” Wednesday supplied

“I will be using your ax for this demonstration.”

“Give it b-”

“Observe.”

“What are you–!”

“Observe. HYAH!!”

With an unnecessary battle cry, you lopped off your own left hand with a swipe, sending your hand and blood flying across the room. Wednesday stood frozen in shock at your insane act. Before she could even begin to start yelling at you for doing something so outrageous, the door to her dorm opened and Enid walked in.

“Hey, why is Thing just slumped on the floor bleeding?!”

Thing crawled out from Enid’s drawer with lotion in tow at the sound of his name. Enid looked between both disembodied hands and then finally turned towards you and Wednesday. She took one look at Wednesday's shell shocked face and towards you with a missing hand and bloody ax and nearly lost her mind.

“Wait before you get mad know that it’ll grow back in-”

*POP*

“Oh there it goes.”  your hand grew back in a spray of blood and wet pop to accompany it.

*THUD*

Enid could only take so much.

“Well that could’ve gone a bit better.”

Wednesday turn towards you and just stared with her usual brand of utter disdain

********

“No, I've never seen how far my regeneration could go. I’m curious but not that curious.”

You were answering Wednesday’s questions of your newly discovered (by her) abilities as you and her cleaned up the bloody mess you left on the floor. Enid was still unconscious on her bed with Thing tending to her.

“Would you…like help discovering the extent of your abilities?”

“No…I’d imagine that would hurt quite a bit.” You raised an eyebrow at the girl's seemingly eager tone.

“We could start off slow. See if you leave any scars from cuts before we jump back to dismemberment.”

“Why'd you already have a game plan? Shouldn’t you be more… I don’t know, weary?”

“On the contrary, Y/n. Your new revelation has left me quite excited I must admit. I suggest you take me up on my offer. After all, it is important to your growth to test your own limits.”

“This sounds like we’re moving a bit too fast in a direction I’m not too sure I wanna go yet chief.”

“I’ll be gentle.” Wednesday promised

“Ayo, pause.” you recoiled at her choice of words.

“Pause what?” she looked just a touch confused at your reaction.

“Just…nevermind.” You didn’t want to have to be the one to explain Wednesday’s accidental bedroom talk to her.

******

“Ok my safe word is “AYO” just so you know.” 

In the end you ended up agreeing to Wednesday’s offer. Now you find yourself strapped to a chair with a tarp placed under you. You and Wednesday were in the Hummer’s shed and Eugene was given orders not to disturb the two of you.

“Also we can just go bury the limbs I end up losing in the forest or you can put them all in jars filled with suspicious viscous liquid…whichever tickles you more. I regrow everything back pretty fast anyways.”

“After my own heart are you?” Wednesday smirked as she snapped rubber gloves onto her hands while standing in front of various sharp pointy torture tools.

“Well, I gotta say. Craziest first date ever. Not even close.”

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A/N: And that's that! I'm not dead hurray! Had to take time off because of life but now I'm back. Leave a like and reblog and comment what you guys think. I'll see you when I see you!

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega x y/n #wednesday x you #wednesday x reader #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday x y/n #vada cavell #tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter

[ur1simp]

𔓘Marty x Reader𔓘

(hello! Sorry I haven't been posting much, I'm still writing the week from like...3 weeks ago sorry for that. Um, I hope you enjoy this! Get ready to have some...mixed emotions? Idk ILY GOODBYE! I'm also having really bad cramps. I may make a Marty x Reader story for girls who are on their . Just because Im on mine and I'm in pain.)

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A saw blue flash outside my window. I was home alone at the time, I looked outside to see...a goofy old car? Weird. I probably shouldn't go outside to look but, eh? Who's here to stop me? I went to go grab my flashlight, and my boots. I put those on and went outside.

"hello? Anyone here?" I asked aiming the light at the car.

"H-Hi! I uh I'm sorry for crashing my..del- my..." the boy looks around and sees a Tesla. "My...Tesla!"

"are you okay? That's not a tesla. By the way, where did you come from? I saw a blue flash and Im now looking at a teenager who looks like he came from the 80s." I said as the boy gets out of the car, slowly.

"oh uh it's a...dress-up!" He says

"a cosplay?" I burst out laughing.

"hm? Look, can I have some money or something so I can stay somewhere?" He says with a serious face.

I hand him $20 dollars and he take it and runs off.

"wow, really can't trust people now. He just ran off." I say and walk inside.

The next day, I woke up to hearing tapping on my window. I look to see that same boy from last night.

"what?" I say when I opened the window.

"Geez, waking up on the wrong side of the bed?" The boy says.

"what do people who watch people? 'peeping Tom'? How long were you watching me? Nevermind, ignore that. What do you want?" I back away from the window as I see the boy jump in.

"nothin, just wanted to come in." He gave me a smile-smirk and raised his eyebrows.

Gosh that smile. WAIT I DONT EVEN KNOW HIS NAME!!

"what's your name? You look like a slacker." I asked and gave a fact.

"haha, very funny. Um no Im Marty Mcfly." Marty said.

"I'm Y/N L/N."

He laughed.

"okay Mrs.McFly."

"ayo- what?"

"I'm joking!"

"haha..."

I actually had a fun time with Marty, he said he would like to come again for the rest of the week. How could I say no? He asked me if I wanted to date on the 4th day. I said yes, even though we hardly knew each other.

I got a call on the 7th day:

"Hello, Y/N? Can you meet me outside your window?"

...

I saw him outside the window. I came down.

"hey!" He said while smile-smirking.

"sup."

"look, I want you to know is I love you. No matter how far I am from you. You will always live in my heart. I have to go..now."

Next moment I know is he pulled me into a kiss.

"see you later future Girl." Marty said as he hoped inside his car and back up, went into reverse, and went up to 88mph and disappeared.

"marty...?...Marty? Marty!" I yell.

It's been 70 years, I'll never forget him. I'm 87 years old. There has been Flying cars, cellphones, ai, and blue tooth headphones. I'm still telling my story, I'll never forget my first teenage Love and my only love. I adopted a girl when I was 27 and she had started a family with her husband. I never heard from Marty Again..I hope he's doing okay.

#back to the future imagine #marty mcfly #marty mcfly x reader #back to the future #michael j fox #1980s #sad thoughts #love #young love

[karamell-sweetz]

today's wonsho channel. my thoughts as we go. nobody asked but let's do it

ohhhhhhh the proseka next submissions are so cuteeeeeeeee!!!! right up my alley, when they come to en server i will spam the heck out of them in co-op lobbies waaah

OMG OMG OMG O MG DGGFDKDFJJJN is that a rabbit top hat!!!!!! aaaafhshdfgsfahsg minori you look so cute!!!! this is so cool actually!!!! cute outfit!! (my dreams of a card suit-themed set are temporarily curbed)

boys outfit..... WOAH. rui sweetie you look like a ghost. i think that might have been the point but like... it's cute!!!! i like it on him. also love the artstyle and colouring its so soft :) omedetou 634-san!!!

AYO AYO THE OUTFIT RUNNER UPS THO. the one by 417-san is SO COOL???????? and the butterfly one too!!!!! waaaa........ AND THE BOYS RUNNER-UPS TOO??? the one on the right looks like mysta rias??? snort (they look rlly good tho ughh the sheer amount of artistic talent in this community makes it so hard to choose a fave!!!)

vocaseka ranking... woah woah WOAH THIS FIRST ONE EXCUSE ME????????????????? ohhhhh the tuning on this is. WOAAAH yes rin growl into my ears omg. OMG!! THE ART ON THIS ONE IS ALSO SO GOOD HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. and the pv looks like a fever dream. in a good way. what do you MEAN this is marasy. MARASY. LIKE. 88* MARASY. ohhhhhh the range of this man. is the tuning bibi-san again. holy shit that's why its so good. i love bibi's tuning. otsu marasy and bibi!

next one. oh its so cutee!! awwwwwwww look at those characters tho!! has a very denpa feel!! they look like little hamster aliens!! which vocaloid is this btw... namiguru-san! never heard of them until today, i'll go check it out after the stream >< they have a really fun and cute sound!!! zunda zunda

hooooooh boi proseka news lezgo. oh crap yeah ena's birthday's in like. five days. and saki's and tsukasa's next month....... i can't prepare things that fast lmaoooooo. golden week login campaign for jp! (too bad i don't play jp huh.)

WAIT WHAT EVILLIOUS PART TWO????????????? IT'S A RERUN OF THE GACHA LET'S GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU SEGA I HAVE ANOTHER CHANCE WHEN IT COMES BACK TO GLOBAL YEAAAAAH!!!!!!

YES YES YES CONCHITA IN THE GAME!!!!!!!!!!! FINALLY!!!!!!!! its the best of all the evillious songs imo (it's also the only other one i've heard besides daughter and servant of evil. and enbizaka tailor). and the sleeping princess one too (oh nevermind this one SMACKS.)!! AND ENBIZAKA!!!!!! lets go. AND GALLERIAN'S SONG!!!!!!! yeaaaaaahhhhhh!!! i guess sega heard us when we said we wanted more hehehe. enjoy the beatmaps jp players!! <3

unrelated but i love hina kino's hairclips >< they're cute on herrrrr

BE THE MUSIC VSINGER VERSION YAAAAY!! (i am the only person who has not heard be the music) kinoshita you are an absolute chad of the vocaloid scene thank you for the food!! oh yeaaah its coming to streaming services too!! ty for the food sega....

hehe stopify

CONNECT LIVE LEONI!! THAT'S HAPPENING SOON!! someone record the best bits pls. also the merch looks so cute!! and this is probably expected but the logo for it is so clean and nice omg... god i love graphic design.

3DMV brushups yay!! this will be hell for the people playing on low storage haha... hang in there guys... actually i don't know what they're saying here haha it might not be an update to the graphics after all... ehhh i'll find out later. anyway have fun with that!

ooooooh adeliae's song is in the game!! it sounds really cute! kind of leoni-esque!!!

YAY MORE ORANGESTAR!!!!!!! 3dmv too!! and with meiko!!! orangestar never misses :) and also the 3dmvs just keep getting better with every new one so im excited to see what they do for this one ><

sharing the world in jp :) have fun jp bros <3

sagashi ni yuko setsuna STOP STOP STOP ITS SHANTI. full vbs. FULL. VBS!!!!!!!!!! omg omg omg i was literally listening to this like. five days ago wtf. manifestation works!!

hhh. hhhhhhhhhh. next..... commissions............... my favourite..... part................

niigo!! cats!!!!! TSUMIKI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! aaaaaaaaaaaa is this mafuyu's event?????? oh its sounding so good already aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!! (tsumiki left a rlly long comment tho lmao) also does this confirm niigo catpeople. whatever the case SQUEALING SQUEALING WAILING SCREAMING

oh no i just finished my bubble tea. we're not even at the goods section yet oh no. my hands are......... shaking............................. idk whyyy......

oh god who's the next commission. hh. hhhhhhhh.

wxs. sea. coral. its nene. no no please no. ITS NENENENNENENENEN. KOYORI??????? OF HITORINBO ENVY FAME. omg. omg omg omg.... ohhhhhhh it sounds so sweet and nice............ im gonna cry when this comes out won't i. wansho fans please cry with me :,) this will be a banger and if any of you say otherwise i will cry. god its so warm and fuzzy. AND THIS IS JUST THE PREVIEW. i need to go outside.(anyway sega please give them a NICE. NICE. NICE FLUFFY EVENT WHERE WE CAN STOP THINKING ABOUT THE GROUP SPLITTING UP IN THE FUTURE. PLEASE I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE OF THIS)

hh showtime ruler comes out on wednesday... LOOK AT THE LEONI ART!!!!!! love that for them <3

oooo second live on bluray!! that'll be fun

ok i'm gonna stop talking now but just know that may is about to screw us all over.

#project sekai #karamell yells #i can see the cards for the next wxs event already. there's fish and coral. it's sea themed and you cannot argue with me #although nobody really saw the hidden circus gacha coming from the song teaser so.... argue your case if you have one

[kosi-annec]

[HAIKYUU!!] Season 3 episode 6

Eyo flashback? GSAP OMG YOUNGER 3RD YEAR TRIO! Aww they were all so nervous that's so cute. Mmmm I don't like how un-energetic the rest of the old team are

God I can't imagine the disappointment they felt when they saw the state of the team... I would've felt so disheartened

"yeah or a dad, you sure you're just a first year?" OMG IT'S CANON LMAO

Awww their love for volleyball was what got them together so they worked together to improve

Idk who this fluffy haired dude is, but he was the hinata of the team 100%, like look at that enthusiasm

"and then miagi prefecture prelims" aaand here comes the sadness

HOL UP IS THAT THE SAME OLD GUY IN RED CAP??? holy shit he really is an og

I bet that fluffy haired guy is watching karasuno right now, and i bet he's damn happy that it didn't take 'distant future'

Back to present, COME ON CROWS! Break the tie and claim this set! YES USE EVERYTHING YOU'VE LEARNED!!

21-21 oh come on, TAKE THE LEAD GUYS

Yeah kage ain't doing a dump- AYO SURPRISE MOTHAFUCKA! Hinata too fast for your puny eyes to catch!

"these guys are machines" omg who was that LMAO

That was the WRONG thing to say tadashi, abort abort! Oop nevermind he can't abort, he's on the field lol

"this jerk's been practicing with fukurodani's setter!? makes me.. kinda jealous!" Lol ofc you would kage

Come on tadashi, show em wat you're made of! Why's he all the way over there?? OH? AYO!? Goddamn, tsuki and kage be holding out on us. Also good serve tadashi!

Yeah what tanaka said, unleash it! WTF?? Ok but that spiking animation for ushi was so smooth holy shit, like that push of perspective with anatomy??

Hinata stop yelling you're supposed to be resting. SHIT TSUKI NO- Oh thank god he saved it, good job tsuki

Oh shit right, shiratorizawa is used to more than 4 set matches, but this is new to the crows, so some of em might start reaching their limit...

"you creep me out when you apologize, I don't accept it" lmao classic tsuki

So their other pinch server is a tanka lookin guy got it- HEY THAT'S TADASHI'S THING!!

Wha- omg he did a tap instead of a spike?? Guess ushi ain't against those either

Uhhh.. someone check up on kage's sanity, like i understand your sentiment, but chill out dude..

You don't sound good kage, i think you should take Suga's offer on this man..

Ah shit, ushi's serving- wait it hit the net, OMG THAT WAS INTENTIONAL. Ngl I don't see how this is sheer power, mr shiratorizawa coach, this is more skill if anything

HHHH COME ON CROWS PLEASE DON'T LET THEM GET THIS POINT

YES THAT'S OUR GUARDIAN! COME KN CROWS! YES GOOD JOB TSUKI n KAGE

Omg both of u stop it and chill out, less bickering more conserving jesus

Lmao everyone just going "who tf?"

Wait i think this is the first time I've heard hinata call kage 'crapy-yama' in like, a while

"I'll hit any sucky ass sets you send my way" "the only sucky ass thing around here is you" LMAO THIS SCENE

Sugamama on field! Yesss someone on the team that isn't fuckin exhausted, nice call suga

OOOH kage serving, hopefully he ain't gonna fall apart this at this moment.. NICE SERVE!

HOLY SHIT how they animated hinata zooming around?? Oh shit it's short- WAIT OMG HE HIT IT, HE SAVED THE SET LET'S GOOO

Jesus hinata stop being adorable, kage how cold are you to be immune to this ray of sunshine??

#sharing my brain juice #fandom talks #acessment #haikyuu!!

[tyrianluda]

So I watched Emesis Blue for the first time today and I wrote my reaction

Here's my reaction

Note: SPOILERS (Obviously), Swearing and mild Simping, Also this is a long post since I had a lot to write

Also the film itself has a lot of blood and gore, as well as flashing lights. Please take this into consideration if you plan on watching it.

(I started writing 23 minutes in)

Love the colors and the use of sound

Having soft and pleasant music for it's most fucked up scenes is an amazing choice

Soldier is still a dumbass but I'm perfectly fine with it

I really like the voice acting, even if you can tell that they are impersonations

Oh god

Scout what the fuck happened to you

(right after) Oh that's what happened to you

Engineer is scaring me rn, his voice

"You look lost, boy" Jesus, that's getting me to shiver in my boots

Scout's voice acting specifically is amazing personally, the screaming feels so painful

"Before you get us killed" 5 seconds before disaster

The camera angles are amazing

The anticipation on some scenes are absolutely chilling

Engineer what the fuck

I should stop flinching when something happens but damn

WHAT THE FUCK WHAT'S WITH THE PIANO

GET HIS ASS MEDIC

OOOOOHHHH THE MUSIC CHANGE

The impact of the hits are so visceral I love it

Medic saying "Nien!" when Engie is about to kill him hits hard

(when Medic is brought back to life) HOLY FUCK HE RESPAWNED

THE FACIAL EXPRESSIONS ARE FUCKING ME UP I SEE THE RAGE AND REVENGE ON MEDIC'S FACE

DAMN

The sigh of relief from medic OMG

It sounds like the voice actors are right next to me when they are breathing heavy or groaning or panting like Bro, I need to be scared, not horny

The argument between spy and soldier is agony bro, it feels like a divorced couple;

"You're gonna shoot me?"

"We're done!"

SNIPER??????

HOLY FUCK IT'S SNIPER

SOLDIER YOU DUMBASS NO

NO

AYO HE (soldier) MADE IT???

SOLDIER YOU DUMBASS I LOVE YOU

"let him bleed" BRUH

soldier? What the fuck is up with you?

(right after) oh

SPY OH GOD

"SOLDIER, DON'T LEAVE ME" *leaves*

the suspense between spy and the masked man oh god

The violence conveyed through the shadow on the wall is amazing. I know this has already been done before but still

The symbolism of the U.S. flag burning behind him is not lost on me

WAR FLASHBACK??? Possible inference of Soldier having PTSD here

DEMOMAN MY GUY :D

THE REPEATED DIALOGUE FROM EARLIER OH DAMN

woah

THE GORE DAMN

the cracking sound effect when soldier picks up the hands is so crunchy

What the

"Goodbye" (on the wall) AH FUCK

The music still pleasant despite the scene being gruesome

I just like the sounds man

DEMOMAN IS AWESOME HERE I LOVE YOU

OH god MEDIC, GET CONTACTS MY GOD

YOOO

I LOVE THE FACIAL EXPRESSIONS FROM HIM (medic) MY GOD

HELIX slander

THE FEAR IN SOLDIER'S EYES UNDER THE HELMET

FUCK OH NO

DEMOMAN AND SOLDIER NO

Medic holy fuck you're the GOAT

the lights buzzing when the... nevermind they turned off

God I feel bad for everyone here jesus christ

HIS LAUGHING IS USUALLY SO UNHINGED AND FUN BUT HERE, IT'S JUST DEPRESSING

"A new car. My own personal assistant. I think I've earned it." JESUS THE CASUAL TALKING DESPITE WHAT HE'S DOING

"I saw the Devil in their eyes" demoman having an line that goes hard

Demoman, my beloved

I forgot to say the writing is amazing

The Shining reference is great right now

Engineer's laugh ..just his laugh...I don't know if I'm scared here or simping

Engineer talking about the respawn is so chilling "It's a purgatory"

I love the aesthetic of this film

"Y/N" I'm getting fanfiction flashbacks

Jules, I saw you for like 5 minutes and I already despise you

"Tata :D" SHUT YOUR ASS UP

The screaming still unnerves me

The callback with the elevator with blood from the start of the film. Also it might be another Shining reference since that was in the movie too

Spy unmasked is kinda attractive ngl, not a great time to say it but still

The baseball possibly being symbolism for Scout and having it be seen when Medic is in emotional distress. I just love symbolism, my bad

The eye contact from Medic looking at the camera like

Medic having delusions from earlier scenes and interactions and having it unnerve him further

WAIT SO THOSE AREN'T DELUSIONS???

WAIT I THINK HE'S STUCK IN A TIME LOOP

the fucked up mercenary designs are amazing and terrifying

Possible religious symbolism with the cross

CLONES. IT'S CLONES

Soldier seeing Demoman again but he's... putting his head against Demo's chest UGH I'M FEELING PAIN AND AGONY AND SADNESS

Soldier unclipping the piece of the grenade OH GOD

MEDIC IS WEARING THE CROSS. I FUCKING KNEW THERE WAS SYMBOLISM

he looks kinda hot with the cross on him. I mean who said that.

I keep repeating this but whatever, I love the voice acting

THE SOUND WHEN MEDIC IS USING THE AXE IS ODDLY SATISFYING WHAT THE HELL

Jules being a war criminal made sense actually given mercenaries IRL are already legally dubious

Spy is speaking facts rn

YESSSS JULES IS DEAD

Spy's face looking burnt and fucked up is oddly aesthetically pleasing

OH GOD THEY'RE DOING RUSSIAN ROULETTE

SOLDIER SAYING 'YOU'RE GONNA MAKE IT" RIGHT BEFORE MEDIC DIES IS PAINFUL

MEDIC

SPY YOU MOTHERFUCKER

I thought the roulette scene would be more drawn out and slow to make the outcome more painful but having it be so quick works well still

"A true enemy has yet to reveal themself."

DEMO, WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT IMPLY

Soldier being in the place where they dump the corpses and having it resemble the traditional perception of hell, OH GOD

THE SCREAMING IS STILL UNNERVING

I have a feeling the film is doing the "when you stare at the abyss for too long, it stares back at you", when Soldier is looking at him and Scout from earlier

I THINK SOLDIER IS HAVING DELUSIONS TOO LIKE MEDIC

SOLDIER IN CASUAL AND NORMAL CLOTHING WITHOUT THE HELMET FEELS SO WRONG

GOD I FEEL SAD

THE MANN BROTHERS

"I need you to sit down." BRUH HE'S ALREADY SITTING ON A WHEELCHAIR

THE ARGUMENT BETWEEN THE BROTHERS BEING PETTY AS FUCK IS FUNNY

(I PAUSED TO MAKE A GUESS. SOLDIER IS NOT GONNA FOLLOW THE SCRIPT)

(I FUCKING KNEW IT)

SOLDIER LOOKING AT THE MASKED SPY WITH SUCH ANGER WHEN SPEAKING INACCURATELY ABOUT JULES'S DEATH. COMPLETELY UNDERSTANDABLE

"Did you kill him?" I'M ROOTING FOR THE OLD MFS

(NEVERMIND WTF WAS I THINKING)

MEDIC YES

HE FUCKING SHOT SPY

DAMN MEDIC LOOKS GHASTLY

(I PAUSED AGAIN TO PUT ALL MY THOUGHTS IN ORDER)

MEDIC REALLY JUST SHOT A GUY AND LEFT THE FUNERAL HOME WITHOUT A WORD

MEDIC'S FUCKING THOUSAND YARD STARE

"I OUTLIVED YOU BROTHER >:D" *dies right after*

THE COMEDY AND HORROR IN THIS FILM IS AMAZING

ENGINEER'S VOICE IS ASMR RN AND I DON'T KNOW WHY

THE PIANO CHORDS FROM EARLIER YOOO

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY A SHINING REFERENCE

ENGINEER, YOU SON OF A BITCH

also I never said this yet but the cinematography is spectacular

The silence is unnerving me rn

JULES????

(At the scene where it turns out Medic died driving the ambulance)

...holy fuck

CHAD PAYNE, I LOVE YOUR WRITING AND DIRECTION AND VOICE ACTING AND-

#mostly untagged because it's kinda just insane ramblings #there's some analysis somewhere but there's also some simping #so it's a mixed bag #love the film so much #the horror elements were genuinely impactful in the best ways

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

Ignore how behind I am XD there was so much that I just had to watch and not do anything this episode and also some things I had a LOT to say about lol

But for the tarlos scene just to make sure I didn't miss anything I'd wanted to say that I didn't remember I re watched it and kind of re liveblogged it (like blogged my thoughts the first time around while I watched it), though I paused and went back several times lol

Anyway!

Ayyy Asha :DD!!

Also aww TK 😭❤️

Awww themmm 🥰🥰🥰 Paul and Asha, that is :D

Ope o.o

Ohhh noooo, she's here for Judd and Tommy isn't she xdd

UHH OHHHH

JUST TOMMY O.O

I mean I did only mean like the situation but aH o.o

Judd called HR on her o.o

Ohhh noo not about the amputation Tommy xdd

Well if she thought it was that that explains why she was so calm xd lol

UHH OHHHH

She knowwwws

O.O

Well!

That's not foreboding at all :))

:')

Just aGH okay STOPP I don't want them fighting 😭😭😭💔❤️

My babeys don't deserve this 🥺 :((

Also I have enough going on emotionally this episode xdd 😭

Also there wasn't a specific foreboding one just the situation in general :'))

Ope hey guys :)

Wait he dressed up OHH right y'all got that dinner :OO

Ohhh noo Tommy's not going xdd

Nahh she didn't forget xd xD

YUUPP there it is

Love the priorities of Trevor here xDD man has a good point lol, like it sounds expensive and obviously it's exclusive lol

OPE LOL Judd's doing the same thing

Well I mean yeah I doubt he did want to report her

I mean come on y'all it sounds expensive xD

Also can we talk about how GOOD Grace looks :O :DD 👀🥰🥰

Girl is s l a y i n g :oo 🥰🥰

Yeah sure it can be a peace table :)

Lol that's fine Judd xD

Hey y'allll :)) 😬

Like a smiley and then both combined too lol

xdd them saying hi to the opposite ones lol

Yes Tommy is also slaying 🥰

No offense Judd and Trevor but like. C'mon y'all xD. Yk I'm right, youre just wearing suits

Or Judd might just have a dress shirt idk I wasn't paying attention lol

Anyway!

Oh nice chillin :))

I mean it sounds too fancy for me but that's besides the point XD

O P E Tommy o.o

C'mon guys we said civil 😭😭😭 xd

LOL how Grace said no xD

How does Grace make "friends" not sound patronizing?

But yess please let's solve this xdd

YESS come on guys you've got this :)

LOL them trying to get each other to do it XD

Well maybe not tryyying but yk

Oh dang we jumping into the bible already

Is he done there xd

Oh okay no it's about how they'll take his words

Yeah she did say that :))

Okay good good we're doing good :D

YESS he has 🥰🥰

There we go :))

SLDKGJDJGS SIR THAT'S NOT THE END

XDDD

They're all after him lol

I mean I don't know about misunderstanding xD

SLDLGJHDKS JUDD NOT THE TIME

For semantics I mean xD

I mean kinda true tbh

OOP yeah fair 😬

Yeeahh shouldn't have said that maybe xdd

See but hey he's willing to admit that :D

Okay maybe let's not go that far whether is true or not

Aight nevermind he can go with that! Okay slay Judd!

OPE maybe Grace should do this part xdd

Uhh sir I think you're- well sugarcoating isn't quite the right word but yk like lessening it's bit xdd?

And some more xD?

Okay come on now sir lol

Let Grace do it XDD

I mean she can own it at least!

Oh wait true Grace xdd

I don't think she's only owning it but- ohh right it's that side of it lol

Yeeah I don't think Judd should have to take the short end of the stick here xdd

Also Grace protecting him 🥰🥰 we love that :D

Oope she bringing out the sweet for bitter and bitter for sweet o.o that might be a bit far xD

Ope oh o.o

Oh gosh the other people around xdd y'all this pains me

Well I mean everyone needs rebuke sometimes

XDD "I heard it"

OOPE Mrs. Ryder o.o

Hectored?? Boy calm down lol

True!

AYO SIR ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ

YES JUDD go off!!!

Okay I mean I guess Tommy but I think Judd has more of a defense right xD

OPE barking orders o.o okay chill Grace

O P E JUDD

O P E TOMMY!!!

Ohh noo xdd

OHHH GOSH O.O

OPE the waitress xddd

Also not Judd clapping XDD

But are they like to go

Huh?

OH THEY ARE TO GO LOL

SLFKGJDHKGS I mean it hurts me but it's fair xD

This poor waitress xdd

Wait lol y'all think you aren't all going?

SLKFJDHKLS LOL Y E P y'all all are xdd

Sldkkfhdgjks Grace xDD

Hooo, GOSH that was crazy xDD xdd

#9-1-1 lone star #911 lone star #oasis's 9-1-1 chatter

[bananaapplewaffle]

Archon Quest Interlude Chapter: Act III: Inversion of Genesis

I’ve seen the warning signs that Paimon is in fact worse in this…

Good Luck to me, Charlie.

Place your guesses now in the replies.

Okay uh

We’ve got someone from Inazuma who sounds british

I really like his voice 

OH NO 

ITTO WANDERER ARE THE SAME FR

I really, really, really, need these two to meet.

Niwa? That’s an important something but good god I can only remember because of Dango

WAIT

IS THAT NOT HIM?

IT IS HIM 

BUT NOT THE ONE I THOUGHT

(Not me starting right when dinner was done, chile let this cutscene finish then I’m taking a break)

WELL THAT’S A BIT OF A NAIL ON THE HEAD

I ain’t reading all dat

I AIN’T READING ALL DAT

HELLO???

MANS IS JUST WALKING THE STREETS

Sometimes you gotta stretch your legs

Anyway, I’m back.

Had some tacos and finished some TWST stuff

Paimon he’s literally right there

Please excuse, Paimon. 

She’s not house trained. 

He’s gonna what?

Honestly? 

Head empty, no thoughts

Not him side-stepping over saying that he wants to die

I mean…she literally made a deal with Dottore so

Not surprising 

Damn, tossed away like Woody

Head on hands

I should not be this surprised

Or is it excitement 

I can’t tell

HUH??

Started talking to a friend and my ass was not listening

Anyway, yeah we’re looking for Aether

Literally what the hell is happening

Bitch

WHOOP ZONED OUT AGAIN

Sorry, we are theorizing 

…This looks a bit like Mona’s thing

This is also reminiscent to what we seen with Makoto and the tree

Kinda sad that the tree isn’t huge and I wish there was like techno like effects

But I guess I’ll see!

WAIT

SO THIS IS YGGDRASIL???

AND IF WE STRAY OFF THE PATH WE DIE

GIRL IS THIS GOD OF WAR????

GIRL WHAT IS HAPPENING 

Girl let me see an actual way point

Girl I was listening and zoned out

But tbh all of my Tatarasuna knowledge is fuzzy, so no wonder

Not surprised that he knows we’ve telepathically gabbing

Okay wait

Nahida said that my brother was in Irminsul

And now its taking you some real digging to find anything

HUH

ANONYMOUS DATA???

Some shit is about to go down y’all

And now I’m thinking 

His Character Teaser was a little more on the real than we thought

Will we get faces to these voices

NEVERMIND 

WE’RE GETTING TRAUMA

PAIMON SHUT UP

AYO HE GOT A MODEL!

But who are we?

He sounds familiar…but that could be from another piece of media.

Hmmmm ion who he is exactly, but he is from Fontaine

…

Oh, I see what’s about to happen here.

I see he has it on him.

I feel like Niwa knows.

Some kind of miasma?

Oh my god his ponytail is the same?

Hold up

Oh, it's her….

DON’T TURN YOUR BACK DUMMY

NOOOOOOO

GOD DAMNIT

AND THERE IT IS

BACK MEAT EXPOSED

HOW THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO EXPOSE SOMEONE, TELL THEM YOUR PLAN, AND THEN TURN YOUR BACK, WHEN YOU CLEARLY SAW THE KNIFE STRAPPED ON THEM

WAIT

WHERE ARE YOU FROM THEN

OH SHIT

DATA

WHAT

ITS THE FUCKING DOCTOR

WHAT

OH THIS IS FUCKED UP

THIS IS REAL FUCKED UP

So…..

How you holding up?

Oh baby he going sicko mode

Also ENG that second Dettore was supposed to be a loud ass yell, you know the one. 

All the fury, rage, sadness all that

…Yeah…no one has ever deceived you, Paimon 

But will she deceive us

OH MY GOD

Oh..so now we just ge to listen to him be angry 

Okay but what about Aether????

We’re about to talk about the sky being fake, aren’t we?

OH BABY WE’RE TALKING ABOUT KHAENRI’AH

Y’ALL KNOW I LOVE ME SOME KHAENRI’AH LORE

…What?

Are you saying that the gacha has an importance story-wise

WHAT?

HE LIVED IN KHAENRI’AH AND KNEW THE JESTER

Girl we not finna fight

Oh?

Private convo huh

Oh its even more private now that its telepathic convo

OH MY FUCKING GOD

I THINK IM RIGHT ABOUT THE TEASER

GOD DAMNIT

OH MY FUCKEN GOD

Funny that he says he doesn’t like insects 

And there’s a ladybug on my tv rn

:/

I FUCKEN CALLED IT

HE FUCKING DID IT

THAT’S WHY IN THE TRAILER THEY DIDN’T RECOGNIZE HIM

BECAUSE HE ERASED HIMSELF FROM IRMINSUL 

…Hmmmm

YEP

I KNEW IT

THE MACHINE IS UP

Once again, I was not reading all that

So…Nahida…Does “The Balladeer” mean anything to you

WAIT 

DOES THIS MEAN WE TOLD HER ABOUT 

THE GREATER LORD

Okay no, we’re keeping this to ourselves

For now

Checking the Irminsul Database please hold

Knowledge Cube!

Because technically that’ not directly about The Balladeer

WHAT

SO YOU CAN HIDE INFORMATION

OH LAWD WHAT IS EVERYONE COOKING

STORY TIME

Okay its all coming together

NOOOOOO

KITTY SCARA NOOOOOOO

Hmmm…WAIT

THE WORLD RETURNING TO DARKNESS

ONCE AGAIN

I AM ON MY KNEES 

Y’ALL NEED TO PLAY KINGDOM HEARTS

Hmmmm the shape of the red glow in his eyes…interesting

AND THEY DON’T 

THEY DIDN’T REMEMBER HIM IN THE FUCKING TEASER

Okay Sora

Wait…not Sora

Ion but some KH character would say some shit like that

OH MY FUCKING GOD

EI’S VOICELINE ABOUT KUNIKUZUSHI IS FUCKING GONE

Now I gotta look at everything

Is he gonna be in the Bazaar? 

OH MY THIS BITCH

NOT A STEALTH MISSION

Oh! It’s not!

Does that mean that he knows that we’re following him?

Yep, also—

The fucking golden feather

Oh she’s got her little terminal up

Oh girl

Kingdom hearts

I feel like

This is where forbidden knowledge comes in

The party is Lumine, Wanderer, Raiden Shogun and Barbara

Damn…they were infected.

Damn this is tragic as fuck.

OOP BABY THE ROOM IS RED

AYO

JESTER SCARA TALK

Oh we’re back in this room

Oh look!

Dead people!

Damn yeah Signora did seem like the bitch to say some outta pocket shit like that

But she never attended…

Next up is—

Ah…

Yeah this is crazy

WAIT WHAT

SO HE WAS HEAVILY EXPERMINETED ON AND TORTURED 

THEN THEY TOSSED HIM INTO THE ABYSS

WHAT

Are we gonna see what happened after he fell

WAIT

BITCH

WAS DANGO ONCE AGAIN RIGHT

THEY ACTUALLY HAD SOME SORT OF CONVERSATION

OH MY GOD

DANGO NEVER MISSES 

I know what this means

Yeah we’re gonna have to put you asleep for about a year but don’t worry and don’t forget

Thank Naminé.

God I’m just

How is he going to get this vision

And did Venti have a part in it

Or rather what parts

Oh my god 

The whole truth

A CUTSCENE

IM SITTING UP

OH SHIT

NOT AGAIN

QUEEN SHIT

PAIMON SHUT THE FUCK UP

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

WHAT THE FUCK????

AYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

HE WIPED A TEAR AWAY YOU CAN’T TELL ME SHIT

WAIT

Huh…his signature weapon doesn’t appear when he’s attacking

He’s back btw

Yeah, so the world has still forgotten him

Thinking about the rest of my tacos

Pretty stoked 

AAA

He keeps going in and out

Lumine, standing there knowing good and well someone else has to do it for you

WAIT

HIS NAME WON’T ACTUALLY BE WANDERER IN GAME AFTER I NAME HIM

GIRL 

I'M SCARED

NOW I REALLY GOTTA GET SERIOUS

After some consideration

I’ve decided to name him Vega.

A fallen star who attempted to cast himself out of the false sky.

But returned alongside the light to reclaim what was always his own.

Aka

Aether is the sky

Lumine is the light

Paimon has been alluded to being the moon

So, he’s the stars.  

God that took like 30 minutes.

“Are you sure?”

Ion man let me spend another 30 minutes doing that

AND THUS

Vega was born.

OH MY GOD WAIT

IM SO SMART

HE REALLY WAS A FALLING STAR BECAUSE I WISHED FOR HIM AND HE CAME TO ME

LUMINE

THE LIGHT

OUT FROM THE SKY

AAAAAAAAAA

I picked the best name, NOBODY CAN SAY SHIT TO ME

Oh the Fatui? Yeah we gon link up for that one.

Ion about all that

I did not just give you a name, just for you to die

You will live.

That is your punishment.

Girl look at the fanfic writer in me just saying shit

I’m not gonna lie, I’m like so excited that I see his name there

Look at what I did y’all!

I did that!

My dog is trying to sleep and I’m about to go get this tacos.

So sorry my beloved

…So before—

WHO THE FUCK

WHY DO I FEEL LIKE THIS IS RHINEDOTTIR

OR THE CRYO ARCHON

OR ANOTHER DESCENDER

(Hello it's me from the after-writing this! Yeah, pretty sure it's Mona's Teacher actually)

…Y’all we are still not done with Sumeru’s story what the fuck is going on

Yeah, you can’t really trust your eyes since things can be changed. 

But…

Anyway…that’s that on that.

He’s also still erased from everyone’s voicelines.

#waffle plays #waffle plays genshin #genshin 3.3

[emonaculate]

Kisses n Kick Flips

❥ AU: Highschool!AU

❥ Genre: Fluff/Comedy

❥ Rating: 16+ (Well anyone can read because there's no explicit content, I'm just saying 16 because Eren is gonna be 18)

❥ Pairing: Skater!Eren Yeager x Black!Reader

❥ Word Count: 2.4K

❥ Warnings Include: Puppy Love, Romance, Profanity, and Injuries

❥ Author Note: I wrote this shit because I'm depressed and in desperate need of tooth-rotting romance. Attack on Titan is somehow the best and worst thing that has happened to me in a long fucking time. Not to mention @eremiie and @erotisc gave me some inspiration to work with, so thank you guys! Anyways I hope this helps everyone who is sad over the newest chapter

"Armin you don't understand, she's the smartest person in this whole fucking school; there's no way I'm gonna catch her attention." Eren groaned slamming his head into their lunch table.

"I take personal offense to that; when I'm valedictorian..." Armin frowned not reacting to Eren's physical actions, meaning he was used to seeing it.

"Sorry. But you know what I mean; she's smart and I'm just..."

"A hot-headed dumbass?" Jean quipped, now interested in the conversation at hand.

"Haha. Fuck you, horse face." Eren snapped flipping his friend off.

"I'm just saying if you wanna catch Y/n's attention; you need to completely not be...." Jean looked Eren up and down grimacing as he gestured to his entire body. "Yourself."

"That's not that bad of an idea, Jeanboy." Connie butted in, leaning on the ash-brown boy's shoulder

Before Eren could retaliate, the lunch bell rang meaning it was time for his favorite class of the day, Physics. Without wasting any time, Eren grabbed his bookbag and sprinted out of the cafeteria leaving his friends behind. The excitement began to build through his body as he raced down the halls tightly clutching onto his bag, trying to beat the bell and the other kids walking around.

He made his way into the class extremely early and sat down eagerly, finally for the first time, he'd be able to sit right beside her. A happy smile spread across his face as he leaned back in his chair excitedly.

Damn it all, life was a never-ending cycle of depression and disappointment. All Eren ever knew was pain. He knew was being a tad bit dramatic but how come nothing ever went his way? All that running and dashing was for nothing, especially since Y/n showed up to class later than usual. The only good thing about the entire ordeal was, Y/n sat near the teacher's desk, meaning he could stare at her for as long as he wanted without it looking creepy.

"Yeager, what's the answer?" His teacher snapped, irritated that he was being ignored.

"Huh? Can you repeat the question?"

"As light from a star spreads out and weakens, do gaps form between the photons?" Mr. Shadis repeated, tapping his foot impatiently.

"Um... No?" Eren started having no idea what the hell to say.

"Incorrect. As usual." Shadis scoffed with a slight smirk, satisfied that he managed to crush and embarrass yet another student.

Eren looked down as his face heated up, now he looked like a moron in front of Y/n. Maybe Jean was right, being himself wasn't going to help anything. Or better yet, maybe he should just give up on crushing on someone so out of his league.

"Mr. Shadis, I don't mean to interrupt but actually, Eren is correct. Gaps do not form between photons as light spreads out. Light is made up of tiny fundamental bits called photons. A photon is a quantum object. As such, a photon acts a little like a particle and a little like a wave." Y/n explained looking at their teacher with a slight gleam in her eyes, silently daring him to correct her.

"Ah, Miss L/n. It's nice to see you join the conversation for once, of course, you join to protect your boyfriend."

"Well I couldn't just leave him hanging when he was in the right and knew what he was talking about, isn't that right Eren?"

The smile on the said male's face was entirely too big, he had died and gone straight to Heaven. All the misfortune he had experienced before meant nothing now that Y/n had acknowledged him. He had won at life.

"Um yeah exactly. I have to say, you explained it better than I could." He cleared his throat and looked directly at her, his heart pounding through his ears as she kept eye contact with him.

"Thanks but I just tend to over-explain things, so don't feel bad. Simplicity is nice sometimes."

"Okay that enough, anyways back to the lesson at hand." Shadis grumbled.

Eren waited for the bell to ring before he shot up and walked over to Y/n's seat, the tanned girl was still packing up her belongings. Now that he was close enough, Eren could smell the sweet aroma that radiated off of her body, strawberries, and coconut. Her long braids were pulled up into a half up half down style and her edges had been laid to perfection.

The male felt his palms grow sweaty as he continued to look at her, Jesus had she always been this beautiful? Y/n looked back up at him as her two-toned glossed lips morphed into a sickeningly sweet smile.

"Hi, Eren."

"Hey... um, thanks again for earlier."

"It's no trouble really, can't let Shadis bully his students right?"

"Yeah... yeah" Eren licked his lips and shoved his hands into his pockets now growing self-conscious about what he chose to wear to school.

A tight black wife-beater, grey and white flannel with ripped blue jeans, and finally black Air Forces. Granted it was usual for him, but he wasn't sure if his usual was something Y/n would even remotely be attracted to.

"So I was wondering if you wanted to hang out after school today.." He blurted after gathering all of his confidence.

Y/n's face looked shocked for a moment before she gave an apologetic smile looking away slightly; Eren felt his heart drop to his stomach instantly knowing whatever she was about to say was going to ruin his happy mood.

"Sorry. I can't-"

"Yeah, it's cool. Nevermind forget I asked." Eren walked off, not wanting to act like a dick in front of her.

He knew his temper wasn't exactly the best, but the last thing he wanted was to blow up on her of all people. That's why he was now at the park sitting on a table beside Armin who was doing homework, which really made no sense to Eren since Armin was the one who suggested going to the park in the first place.

"I was so close man. Like all she had to do was say yes."

"So let me get this straight, Y/n defended your dumbass in class and you still fumbled the ball? Wow, Yeager, you surprise me every day." Jean laughed as he watched Connie roll the blunt.

"Say something else and I swear I'm gonna beat the shit out of you. Say something else, I fucking dare you." Eren glared as he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Ayo calm down, don't be getting mad at grade-a asshole over here because of your shortcomings. Jean is a dick don't get me wrong but beating his ass won't help your situation." Connie tsked as he gazed up at Eren.

"Whatever. I'm gonna go skate." Eren stood up and grabbed his board, moving away from his friends.

Sometimes skating was the only thing that could get him to relax, well that and his mother's cookies. But currently, the older he got, the more skating seemed to help him cope with all the bullshit he dealt with on a daily. This skateboard has been with him for years, despite how rough he was with it, it managed to outlast all of the crazy stunts he'd pull.

Eren got a running start and jumped on his board enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing on his face; his eyes fluttered shut as the wind continued to tickle his face. A peaceful sigh escaped his lips as he shifted his body, concentrating on using his other senses.

He would often skate blindfolded, there was something about having the trust all of your other senses to not wind up hurting yourself or others. More than he'd like to admit, usually it would be him that got the short end of the stick.

"Watch out!" A familiar voice screeched causing Eren to snap his eyes open.

His eyes widened as he saw a young girl sitting right in the middle of his path, usually stopping would be no problem for Eren, unfortunately since his focus was thrown off. He continued to advance towards the girl, but in the last second decided to perform a rather high Ollie. Luckily he managed to maneuver his trick perfectly, however, due to the altitude of his jump, the male lost his footing and crashed into the concrete.

"Fuck!" He hissed in pain as he knew he tore skin.

"Oh my god! Are you okay? I'm so sorry." A female voice called out to him as he laid on the ground.

"Just fucking peachy," He sat up ready to finally blow up only to come face to face with Y/n. "Erm. I mean yeah it hurt but I'm fine."

"You're bleeding and it's my fault. I'm so sorry." She panicked as she inspected his face, her warm hands darting out to grab his face.

Suddenly all the pain disappeared from his body, he was on cloud nine again. Eating shit on concrete felt like a piece of cake now that she was here pampering him.

"It's no problem, Y/n. I've felt worse." He replied trying to ease her worries.

"I turn away for one moment and then Gabi just disappeared."

"Hey, it's okay. Y/n look at me, I'm fine." He chuckled and placed his larger hand over hers.

Y/n stared at him for a moment before averting her eyes, seeming to be flustered as she stood up. She shifted awkwardly and stumbled backward, much to Eren's confusion.

"Stay right there. I got some first aid stuff in my car. I'll be right back." She mumbled as she rushed away.

Eren watched her silently with a shit-eating grin on his face, despite his nose and lip bleeding profusely. He watched her baby blue skirt flow along with the over-sized white graphic t-shirt. When Y/n came back, she held tightly onto a little girl's hand and dropped the first-aid kit clumsily as she made eye-contact with Eren.

"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry."

"Y/n, I never knew you were this uncoordinated." He hummed teasingly as she bent down to grab the kit.

"I'm usually not. It's just because-" She stopped herself and smiled at him. "Nevermind it's nothing."

She sat down in front of him and began to clean the cuts along with scrapes. Y/n bandaged them all up carefully whilst avoiding looking at the male who could nothing but stare at her. His turquoise eyes greedily soaked in the appearance of her face, after-all with how close she was, how could he not?

"And done...Now Gabi," Y/n smiled sweetly, backing away from him as she grabbed the little girl's hand again. "Apologize to Eren. He could have gotten hurt."

"Why should I care? I was there first. He almost messed me up and then I'd have to start all over with my chalk." Gabi sneered and crossed her arms.

"Gabi! Apologize now. Or I'll make sure Reiner, knows about your behavior recently." Y/n said sternly.

"Fine. I'm sorry. Sorry, that you got in my way." Gabi stuck her tongue out at Eren and blew a loud raspberry.

"That's it go stand by the car. Right now." Y/n snapped looking at the child.

"But-" Gabi started as her eyes widened, seeming to not be used to punishment from Y/n.

"No buts. Go. Now." Y/n demanded pointing at the car.

Gabi walked away grumbling to herself and Y/n looked back at Eren apologetically. He stared at her with a raised eyebrow and an amused grin.

"Charming kid."

"She usually isn't like this."

"Oh really? She seems like an angel." He sarcastically replied.

"I'm sorry Eren. Is there any way I can make it up to you?" She mumbled softly looking at him with her big brown eyes.

Eren stiffened up and silently began to recite the pledge of allegiance, there was no reason for how ridiculously attractive she looked when she said that little stupid phrase.

"Let me take you on a date." He blurted dreamily not realizing it had slipped out of his mouth.

"A date?" Y/n questioned curiously.

"Yes. A date, you and me." He responded despite his chest-beating heavily.

"...I don't know." She mumbled looking away from him.

"Y/n..." Eren stood up and looked down at her, cupping her face gently, adrenaline pumping through his veins. "I've had the biggest crush on you since sophomore year. I thought that it would just go away but no matter what I've always just thought about you. Despite the two other girls I've dated, I wanted you. I've never dared to ask you because you're clearly out of my league and I just-"

He was silenced by Y/n pressing her lips against his mouth and Eren was sure he felt his knees buckle, the taste of her vanilla lip-gloss was the tastiest thing he had consumed. He kissed back desperately not wanting the moment to end, his hands held her jaw a little tighter. Y/n broke the kiss first with a bashful smile.

"I like you Eren. I've liked you since middle school. I was just nervous because I thought you were out of my league."

"Bullshit, you're like an Earth goddess and I'm just a dumbass." He protested as his hands found their way to her hips.

"No, you're sweet, caring, friendly, and all-around a really good guy." She hummed wrapping her hands around his neck.

"Mm well, I guess I can say this shit was worth the wait." He leaned down their noses touching gently.

"Definitely," Y/n repeated before Eren captured her lips into another sweet kiss.

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"Okay, I need to go now." Y/n laughed as he peppered kisses down her shoulder.

"Mm then leave" Eren mumbled nipping at her skin softly.

"I would but you won't let me leave your lap." She retorted as she looked down at his hands that held tightly onto her waist.

"Then I guess you can't go." He grinned.

"Okay, you guys are starting to make me sick." Jean stood up, setting his controller down.

"Yeah me too, Armin why the fuck did you have to set them up." Connie mumbled as he painted his nails.

"What?" Eren paused his motions and looked at his blonde best friend, who was reading a book.

"You guys kept moping to me about liking each other and whenever I advised to just be upfront about your feelings, you guys just ignored me. What else was I supposed to do?" He questioned setting his book down, as it dawns on both Y/n and Eren; they had been manipulated.

"Dammit, Armin." Y/n mumbled despite the smile on her face.

Eren was definitely in Armin's debt forever after realizing he was the reason that Y/n was his girlfriend. The brunette smiled thinking of the perfect way to help his friend, and what better way could he repay him by setting him up with his crush as well?

#Armin is the best wingman #aot fluff #eren x black reader #eren yeager x black reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren jaeger #eren is a misunderstood dork #he's actually really fucking sweet #romance #snk fanfiction #aot fanfiction #eren fanfiction #skater!eren #nerdish!reader #sassy armin

[drawlfoy]

Wonders of Ohio P.9

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pairing: draco x reader

request: nope, my original shameless self insert idea lmao

summary: american high school senior y/n y/l/n is in for the ride of her life when their exchange student is...a bit strange (but very hot). NOT a nonmagic AU, though you already knew that if you’ve read part 8 ;)

warnings: swearing, mentions of a break in, concerns about a home intruder, objectively the most fluffy scene we’ve gotten so far in this series (hehe), draco being fucking obnoxious and moody (did i mention swearing?)

a/n: ayoooooo so here’s part 9, as promised. i’ve started getting back into the hp universe more and more, so i should probably be picking up my writing soon. i’ve been feeling more myself again!! which is super awesome. i don’t think many people read this series anymore (or my author notes in general but i don’t blame yall) but i’m having a lot of fun writing it, so i’m going to keep going :)

music recs: 

puppy princess -- hot freaks

loverboy -- A-wall

linger -- the cranberries

tags tags tags: @gruffle1 @missmulti @cleopatera @hahaboop @accio-rogers @geeksareunique @eltanin-malfoy @war-sword @cams-lynn @itsivyberry @ayo-cowbelly @nerd-domland @yesnerdsblog @shizarianathania @evanstanfanatic @strawberriesonsummer @hariosborn @night-ving @straightzoinked @imintoodeeptostop @naiomimoonshard @jejegu @ophelia-enthusiast @alwaysbeanunknownfan @nearly-memories @litty-dumb @callieclearwater @malfoy-wife15 @charlenasaxen @belladaises @fiantomartell @writeandtranslate @erisdogwood @loveissupernatural @sycathorn-slush @big-galaxy-chaos

word count: 3.8k :)

Y/N couldn’t help but wonder if Draco deliberately waited until the last minute to tell her family that he was leaving so he could evade her questioning. She tried to talk to him later that evening by knocking on his door, but she was met with complete silence. 

Draco was ignoring her, and she didn’t get why. She’d promised to not tell anyone--even begged for him to trust her and essentially swore on her life--but he still wasn’t acting normal. Perhaps he didn’t want her to badger him with questions about the magical world. 

Or maybe this was an excuse to get away from her.

Y/N swallowed the second possibility and locked it away somewhere out of sight. He’d left without a single word more to her (not even a congratulations for getting into a top 20 school, that loser) and never even bothered telling her when he’d return. And maybe that was the nicest part of it--she could pretend like he was never coming back.

As attractive as that option was, she had to admit that there was a Draco-shaped hole in her passenger car seat every time she drove to school. And in the kitchen when she was studying. And everywhere else he’d once touched. 

“Why do you think he went back?” 

Y/N took a break from reviewing her Art History final exam notes to look up at Lizzy. “Maybe something happened with his dad or he wanted to spend his holidays with his family? It’s probably not that serious.”

“Speaking of his dad, I tried to look up his name and see if anything came up,” Lizzy began. Y/N felt her heart jump into her throat. “Don’t you think it’s kinda sus? I haven’t found anything for him. It’s like he’s been completely wiped off the face of the earth. Do you know anything about it?”

“Honestly, I don’t think it’s any of my business.” Draco’s franticness when she found out lingered in the back of her mind as she chose her words carefully. “I’m sure if he’s a genuine political target, they’ve just scrubbed the web clean of him, being a minor and all.”

“But don’t you think it’s funny that he’s apparently so important but there’s no evidence of him or his father ever existing?”

“Lizzy.” Her voice was firm. “It’s entirely possible that his real name is different. And either way, it’s not our story to uncover. He’s entitled to his own privacy, and if he doesn’t reveal his true identity then we need to respect that.”

“Oooookaaayyyyy, Mother,” said Lizzy. “You’re so fun. You know that, right?”

“It’s my job.”

After the close brush with Lizzy, Y/N avoided the topic of Draco with her friends like wildfire. At the back of her mind, she registered that that was probably more suspicious, but when Sylvia asked her about him during lunch, she finally spun up a story.

“I told him I liked him,” she told everyone, the words stinging her throat. “He doesn’t feel the same way. I just would feel better if we dropped it.”

Her friends reacted immediately with sympathy, telling her that it wasn’t her fault that he couldn’t see her for what she was worth. Somehow, this made her feel worse. She didn’t even need to tell him her feelings to know his thoughts--he didn’t see her as anything but a “muggle”, or whatever he called them. She never stood a chance.

Y/N spent an embarrassing amount of time wondering how things would’ve been different if she was a witch. She didn’t know anything about his world (apart from the fact that they really had a stick up their asses about people knowing of them) but she somehow craved a place in it. Would Draco feel differently towards her if she was magic? 

It was probably better if she didn’t pay too much mind to it, but she couldn’t let the thought go. Every time she shut her eyes at night, the memory of waking up next to Draco replayed in her head, over and over. She would’ve sold her soul to have gone back to that. Would things have been different if she had just...not found the letters? She was driving herself crazy digging through all her interactions with him. There’s no way she was imagining things, and judging by the surprised reactions of her friends when she told them he didn’t reciprocate feelings, she wasn’t the only one who thought something was there. If he was really so disgusted by her and her people, he wouldn’t have let her sleep in his room, in his bed no less. 

As December wore on, her mind began to be occupied by another feverish stream of thoughts. If she didn’t already feel like she was going crazy over the Draco problem, she was going completely insane over the fact that she was misplacing things like crazy and forgetting the most basic of things. It seemed like it was almost every day that she was forgetting where she put her keys (even though she could’ve sworn she’d hung them up by the door) or getting home to find the door already unlocked even though she was sure that she’d locked it behind her. It would’ve creeped her out, but she was really off kilter. It just wasn’t right having Draco away, and the sense of dread she got every time she went by her room just threw her off balance. What if she still had lingering sickness from whatever magical infliction she suffered? 

He really should’ve stuck around to watch after me. Just in case. 

Another thing was bothering her--a name she saw pop up in the pouch from when she went through his letters. It was a small portion of his collection, and she didn’t even think to examine it until after he took them back from her, but she noticed that the name “Pansy Parkinson” came up more than once as a return address. 

Her mind immediately jumped to the worst--Draco was madly in love with another girl, a magical girl, and traveled back home with the express purpose of declaring his neverending devotion for her and complaining about that rat Ohioan muggle that he had to spend his days with. 

Y/N knew it wasn’t healthy, but no matter what she did, she couldn’t quite shake it. The fact that he’d no doubt grown up around girls that would be suitable for him to date was making her physically ill with jealousy, which was probably the most embarrassing part of her feelings for him. Nevermind how much time she spent fantasizing about how soft his hair felt or how his stupidly pretty fingers would feel grazing her skin--she couldn’t even cope with the idea of him existing with other women that were honestly a better choice to him. 

That Christmas was surprisingly bleak. Being an only child always made for a quiet house during the holidays, but the expectation she held of having Draco there set her up for disappointment. Her house felt empty.

“Do you think he’s coming back?” Y/N asked her mother as they did the morning dishes together. 

“Well, I assume so. Why wouldn’t he? He was scheduled to spend the entire year with us. I think that if he’s changed his mind we would at least know by now.”

“What if he’s still deciding?”

“Why, miss him already?” Mrs. Y/L/N’s tone was teasing, but she felt her cheeks grow hot. 

“Quite the contrary. I’m just wondering if I’m about to become the pampered only child again or if I’m going to need to go back into the unglamorous life of sharing the spotlight.”

“Y/N,” her mother tutted. She’d stopped doing the dishes.

Y/N made a point to evade her knowing look. “Mom.” 

Her mother took a breath before answering. “Nothing. As a matter of fact, I did get a letter from him a few days ago. He’s scheduled to return the second week of January, right before school goes back.”

“Oh,” said Y/N. No matter how hard she tried, there’s no way her relief wasn’t visible.

“How’s that for your Christmas gift, hm?” 

“Mom!”

“Hey! Hey, it was a joke,” Mrs. Y/L/N said, throwing her hands up in a “no can do” sort of gesture. “I know that you’re good friends with him is all. Unless…”

“Mom!” Her cheeks were all shades of red.

“All I’m saying is that he seems to enjoy your company.”

“Stockholm syndrome, I’m telling you.” Her explanation of what that meant was on the tip of her tongue before she stopped herself. There was no reason to--the only person who would need that explained to them was no longer on the same continent as her. 

“Whatever you’d like to think.”

~ 

The snowstorm hit them without warning, two days after Christmas. Her parents had left for the night to attend a charity auction, but unfortunately for Y/N, by the time that they realized that their daughter would be snowed in, the roads were too dangerous to drive on. Y/N begrudgingly agreed to do all of the things they told her to--get the generator ready, make sure the fireplace was prepared, and locate all the candles in the house. 

On any normal day, she wouldn’t have been concerned in the slightest, but she’d felt uneasy in her house ever since the night of the break-in, and now that this was the first night she’d have to spend alone, her heart was pounding at the thought of having to sleep in an empty house. Especially if the power was out. Especially when whoever broke in was still on the loose. 

She locked up at dusk, making sure that every entry to her home was completely sealed shut. The generator was in the basement, all set up in the case that the lights went out. She’d located all the bottled water in her house in case the pipes froze, and she finally retired to her room to relax. 

The sense of dread that hovered around Draco’s room was gone, thankfully. The overall feeling of creepiness was just beginning to lose its jarring sting, but she’d never quite been able to shake how many things she misplaced in the beginning of the month. 

She busied herself with mundane activities--she cleaned out her closet, organized her drawers, read, changed her sheets, and finished the last of her homework--but nothing could distract her from the gnawing inside of her. The hairs on the back of her neck constantly stood up, even when she was tucked away in the corner of her room, nestled into her blankets. The tingling was akin to what she felt when she walked into that antique shop on homecoming night--the same night when Draco helped her off her feet and narrowly kept her from throwing up all over Heather.

Looking back on it, she realized that when he grabbed her wrist, he must’ve done something to quell her nausea, something magical. There was no way her carsickness could’ve been able to disappear so quickly. 

Her soliloquy was interrupted by what sounded like footsteps outside. Before she could assess the situation and decide what she was going to do, a boom sounded off in the distance and she was all of a sudden bathed in darkness.

Y/N froze.

Someone was most definitely outside her house, but thankfully she’d locked all the doors. And, thankfully, the boom told her that her fuse box hadn’t been messed with. A tree had probably just fallen on a transformer. 

But those small comforts still didn’t change the fact that she was no longer alone--and not only that, but no longer alone without power. 

Her thoughts were interrupted once again by banging on her front door. Y/N jumped, just barely managing to clap her hand over her mouth to muffle her shriek. She’d seen enough horror movies to know that alerting someone that you were home wasn’t the smartest move. She’d have to be strategic. 

Heart pounding out of her chest, she crept out of her room and down the stairs. The power outage was quite lucky, she realized, as whoever was outside couldn’t see in. The moon only cast a slight light as it reflected off of the snow, so she was going to be able to see the person outside before they would see her.

She squinted from her perch by the base of the staircase. She could make out a silhouette, a tall and lanky one. The weak moonlight reflected off a very light head of hair, and Y/N was struck with a feeling of familiarity.

No way...

Y/N stood frozen for a few seconds as she heard the person knock on the door again. A muffled version of a familiar British voice said, “Is anyone there?”

Throwing all caution to the wind and praying to any higher power that was listening to her that her suspicion was correct, she pushed down on the doorknob and swung it open.

Her heart stopped. 

“Draco? What are you--”

Before she could get another word out of her mouth, she was pulled into the tightest (and snowiest) hug of her life. One of his arms wrapped solidly around her waist, the other reaching further up to her shoulders to hold her closer. He was tall enough in comparison that he could rest his chin on the top of her head while she cautiously clasped her hands around him, breathing in the same soft pine scent that she knew so well.

When he finally let go of her, she noticed that his face was decidedly less pale than what it had been when she first opened the door. At a loss for words, Y/N just made her way behind him and shut the door to keep the storm from blowing any more snowflakes in. She noted that Draco was shaking.

“You’re okay,” he said, his voice low and quiet.

She grinned. “Yeah. Believe it or not, I’m not that scared of the dark.”

He didn’t look nearly as amused, wringing his hands out in front of him instead of meeting her eyes.

“You’re going to freeze to death if you’re gonna just stand there in soaking clothes,” she chided. “And what are you doing back half a month early? I know you must’ve missed me, but I didn’t expect you to miss me THAT much.”

He rolled his eyes, bringing Y/N the comfort that the sarcastic asshole was still in there. “We need to talk.”

“No, what you need to do is get changed into dry clothes,” she said. “Not sure if you’ve noticed, but until we get our generator working, there’s no heat...and I’m not sure if the Ministry is going to like it if I let you die on my watch.”

Even though he didn’t normally laugh at her jokes, he seemed especially solemn when she said this. It became very clear to her then that he regretted his brief display of affection.

“What are you doing, just standing here? Shoo! I don’t want to see you dripping snow all over the rug.” She waved him off until he made his way up the stairs, still eerily silent. 

Once she was sure he was actually getting dressed, she made her way to the kitchen where she started heating up the water. She’d never been more thankful for the fact that they had a gas stove instead of an electric one. 

The tea was almost finished brewing by the time that Draco was back downstairs, perched awkwardly on the couch. She’d never seen his sweater before--it was in a rich forest green with a silver crest of a snake. 

“Are you going to tell me whatever is going on? I’ve never seen you like this before,” asked Y/N as she handed him the mug that she knew to be his favorite.

He took a sip and waited a bit before responding. “I found out some things while I was away.”

“Is that it? Must’ve been something pretty interesting for you to come in here and act like I’m your long lost love or whatever.” She took careful note of how his cheeks were especially pink, but it must’ve been because of the cold.

“I shouldn’t tell you everything, but I think you should probably know the gist of things,” he began. “First of all, I figured out why I couldn’t use the Obliviation cube on you. Also, you have to consent to an Unbreakable Vow.”

“A...what? Care to elaborate? Like, at least a little? Why didn’t it work on me?”

He sighed, a sharp breath of air that left his lungs in a huff. “Because you stumbled upon a very important box that can bestow the gift of magic onto anyone. And since you did something in your dream to try and open it, it permanently took root in you. I tried to reverse it, but there’s always going to be an imprint of magic on you.”

“Sick. So I’m a witch now? Like you?”

“No.” His tone was sour. “No, you’re not. For that to work, there needs to be a ritual actually completed by someone magical. That’s why you got so sick--because you would’ve needed me to help you through your dream sequence and open up the box. So, now that you’ve essentially pushed yourself into the magical world uninvited, I can’t use anything on you that’s catered towards Muggles.”

“Rats,” said Y/N. “That’s no fun. What about the whole part about my safety? And what’s that vow thing?”

“Apparently someone really, really wants that box,” Draco told her. “It doesn’t just give muggles the gift of magic--it can also give current wizards powers that are otherwise completely unavailable to the rest of the population. In the wrong hands, they could wreak havoc on the world. And I’m almost positive they think you have it.”

“Oh…” Everything started falling into place. “So, the break in? That probably was them right? And, uh, let’s say if you feel like maybe someone has been in your house while you’ve been gone? Like, that’s something I should be worried about, right?” 

“Is that happening to you?” His face looked significantly more pale.

Y/N was tempted to tell him no--just to ease his nerves--but something in his look told her that she needed to be truthful. “Um, kind of. You know how I can be forgetful, though. It’s just little things, like sometimes I come home to find that the front door is unlocked when I’m sure I locked it, or I can’t find little things like my car keys and my phone, but it’s all easily explained.”

“I never should’ve left,” he said, tucked his knees up to his chest. “I should’ve known that that was Merlin’s Box.” He swallowed, meeting her eyes with a gaze that looked so forlorn that her heart ached. “I’m so sorry.”

“Hey, hey, all we have to do is tell them I don’t have the box, right? And then they’ll leave me alone.” 

“I don’t know,” he admitted. “I assume so, but if they didn’t find the box when they originally ransacked your room and they’re still hanging around, I don’t know what to do. That’s why I can’t obliviate you, the proper way that we use on wizards, because I can’t always be there to save you. Once I’m gone, you’re going to have to manage on your own.”

“Please, Draco,” said Y/N. “People will always talk a big game, but once I pull out my pepper spray it’s over. I can take care of myself! I didn’t need protection while you’re away.”

He smiled then, a small one that seemed more sad than anything. “You sound like me. When I was younger.”

“You probably don’t even know what pepper spray is. What’s that vow thing?”

“You have to promise that you won’t say anything that would reveal what you know about me and my world,” said Draco. “I need to find a wizard to say the incantations, but it shouldn’t be too hard. I ended up telling the Ministry what happened--I’m not going to get sent away as they have a clear record of me at least attempting to wipe your memory and they agree that you need to be able to protect yourself. Unbreakable Vows are just really intense promises. If you break it, you die.”

“Is that your way of saying you don’t really trust my word?”

He rolled his eyes. “It’s required by the Ministry. If you don’t comply, then you’re going to be completely obliviated and then you can have as much fun as you’d like trying to run from whoever that criminal is without even knowing why they’re after you. Oh, and without me.” 

“Then why are you even offering the vow? Don’t you want to go home?”

Draco took a long drink from his mug. “I still have a sentence to carry out. If I go back home, I’ll get sent to the same prison that my father is being held at right now.”

“A...sentence?” Y/N stared at him. “I know you mentioned a punishment, but a sentence?”

He remained silent and refused to meet her eyes.

“Draco, what exactly did you have to do?”

“It’s none of your business,” he snapped. The sudden switch of tone made Y/N start, but he was unwavering in his scowl. “I’d prefer to not think about it.”

“But...Draco…” Y/N cast her gaze to the ground so she didn’t have to see the no doubt furious look in his eyes when she continued to push. “How bad? Do you think that maybe whoever is after me might know that I don’t have the box anymore? And that they might be trying to seek revenge against you for whatever it was that you did instead?”

He didn’t respond.

“Think about it. That would explain why I was untouched this whole time that you were away when they were still keeping tabs on me.”

With a pronounced bonk, he set his mug down on the coffee table. “I’m going to bed.”

She managed to get one more look at his face before he spun around to head up the stairs and was shocked to see what was etched into his face--anger, yes, frustration...and also shame. Unmistakable shame.

final a/n: weeoooooooo i’m like 3 minutes early...this is a monumental moment for my blog. let me know what you guys think (if there’s still people sticking with this series fjkds;al). i am going to go back into my hole and work on some math hw (wonders of ohio y/n vibes...i have low key become her trying to roleplay as a stem girl). the plot is going to thicken and hopefully there will be more fluff soon. i honestly didn’t want to add the hug bc i do want this to be slow burn but it has come to my attention that this is now about 30k words long and i haven’t given y’all so much as an inkling that draco has feelings/anything will happen between them so i gotta give you something to hold you over fjdska;

#draco x reader #draco imagine #draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy imagine #draco x you #draco malfoy x you #draco x oc #draco malfoy x oc #draco malfoy #draco #dracotok #draco x y/n #draco malfoy x y/n

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Would like to request 2+22 with my BL boys post time skip pls. 💙

fluff prompts 2 + 22

fire emblem three houses: blue lion boys

ayo.... could you please send your other prompt with claude in again as an ask because it’s come up as a submission 😭 i’m sorry for being picky lmao

also i didn’t know how to combine them so i’ve kind of done them separately :(( sorry

interlocking pinkies & kissing someone’s cuts/bruises/scratches

DIMITRI

i think dimitri would prefer to hold pinkies instead of holding hands

not that he doesn’t want to hold hands; he just thinks that he’ll crush your hands (no matter how small or large) with his stupid strength

and for that, he curses himself

he wants NOTHING more than to just hold your hand. nothing more.

so he just links pinkies instead and hopes for the best

it’s a very cute little gesture and it isn’t too over the top, so he can do it whenever he wants, post or pre timeskip

and everyone you walk past thinks you’re so cute & dimitri definitely notices their looks

doesn’t say anything though - but he’s very proud seeing everyone watch the two of you

also i have already done 22 for dimitri here :):)

DEDUE

oh no my uwus i’m dropping them everywhere ahhh

on a more serious note, please link pinkies with dedue

not only does he think it’s the cutest thing ever, but it is actually the cutest thing ever

his big ol fingers around yours brings joy to whoever looks on

dedude believes that you & him holding pinkies is much more romantic and intimate than actually holding hands

and also it’s easier linking pinkies when he has other responsibilities to take care of

speaking of being romantic and intimate... when the day is done and you & chef doodoo (i’m so sorry) are getting ready for bed

he loves it when you kiss all of his scars and his bruises, whether they be old or fresh

there’s something about you loving all of his little imperfections that just makes his little heart flutter

SYLVAIN

now this precious boy has probably held hands with many a woman before in his life, but linking pinkies??

he’s never had a girlfriend long enough to do the small and sweet things like that, so when you take his pinky in yours, his heart feels like it’s going to explode

always takes your pinky and pulls you close (by your pinky for some reason) and kisses your cheek as though there’s nobody watching

he’s so in love bless him

but kissing his scars? oh boy oh boy

the fact that you want to take time out of your night to do that just has him in a mess

makes sure to kiss all of yours right back after you’re done with his

it becomes a nightly routine for the two of you & he won’t rest knowing that your imperfections have been unloved, nevermind his

FELIX

he always ends up holding your pinky when you’re making your way to the next town on the quest to find edelgard

he’s got the biggest blush ever but he just can’t bring himself to let go

felix would probably prefer holding hands, but due to his stubbornness, he ends up holding pinkies instead

not that he minds though, but what he DOES mind is the teasing he gets from sylvain

sometimes dimitri joins in too and then felix actually loses the plot

just kiss him to calm him down

talking about kissing... when you kiss all of his scars that litter his back and his arms, he’s a mess

he’s mush. he loves it so much

he’s too embarrassed to kiss yours back but he’ll let you know he’s appreciative by kissing you for a long amount of time afterwards

ASHE

grr ashe is so wholesome

links pinkies with you ALL THE TIME and gets flustered when he does but ah well

every time he holds your pinky, all of his friends (without fail) aww at him & he loves it

he links your pinkies, lifts yours up to his lips and kisses it like it’s your hand (he’s trying to be your knight in shining armour)

show him that he’s your hero by making sure none of his scars or bruises go unloved please

he’s all flustered & he’s worried you’re making yourself uncomfortable but just assure him that you’re not

when you tell him that you want him to know that you love all of him, he’s a puddle on the floor

#fire emblem three houses #fire emblem three houses headcanons #fe3h #fe3h headcanons #fe3h x reader #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #dedue molinaro #sylvain jose gautier #felix hugo fraldarius #ashe ubert #blue lions x reader #blue lions #my posts #headcanons

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Ooh! Ciri looking badass! She's learning stuff!

Geralt is such a fucking good dad! I love him! Pls! Yesss!

NO WAR FLASHBACKS POOR BB

Geralt just wants to help! :( He's so sweet

LAMBERT IS PERFECTUON! AND CIRI IS HILARIOUS!

THEY'RE BLAMING GERALT FOR ESKEL'S DEATH!? WHY!? WTF NOOO

:(((( They were such good pals! Eskel was cool and nice fuckfuck I'm gonna fucking CRY

At least Geralt's ponytail is nice :(

Lambert is bad at cooking? Good. Glad we've established that. Also good for fic. I like that :)

POOR GERALT AND EVERYONE THEY JUST WANT ESK BACK!! THIS IS HONESTLY SO FUCKING SAD!

Wtf did Tissaia just write?? I could only read Yenn's name. Was it the handwriting or was it in a different language.

Heeey, Istredd! I like Istredd!

STREGOBOR YOU RACIST PRICK!

AYO YENNEFER MADE IT BACK! YESSSSS!

ARE THEY GONNA HUG? YENN SHOULD HUG HER MOTHER FIGURE- HOLY FUCKING SHIT THEY DID BUT YENN LOOKS SO DAMN DRAD HOLY FUCK

Yeaah... elf lady SAYS they're safe, but Filivandrel is right to be skeptical. Milfgard sucks ass.

Lambert acting like he's so cool for cutting that dummy in half when Ciri was fighting it with a WOODEN SWORD!

........ This training thingy seems a bit dangerous, if you ask me. She is but a brittle, very human child.

OW! I WAS RIGHT! OW!

:(((( ESKEELLLLL

WAIT THIS LESHY THING IS REAAAAL GOOD FOR POTENTIAL ANGST FIC/ART, TOO!

TRISS YENN FRIENDSHIP BESTIES BESTIES YESSSS

Poor Yenn. She must feel so useless now :( I promise ur not, sweetie. I love you :(((

Is Triss okay? I'm worried about her :(

Someone needs to knock Strego-bitch's head in.

FUCKING KILL 'IM, ISTREDD!

Oh no! Ciri is getting hurt a lot! I didn't think she was gonna stop, but damn!

Shit. Ouchy!

O think Fringilla is really misguided and has been brainwashed through previous liberation to believe what she believes. I hope she gets shit figured out, and I hope joking forces with Milfgard doesn't ruin the elves' potential to be whole again.

Is Yenn gonna tell anyone she has no magic?? Might help her stay out of trouble, tbh.

STREGO-BITCH YOU PIECE OF SHIT GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY WIFE!

FUCKING KILL HIM TISSAIA! I STILL CAN'T SPELL YOUR NAME (I DON'T THINK), BUT HELL YEAH!

Aw! Father-daughter time!- OH! CIRI IS BEING EPIK! WILL GERALT BE PROUD DAD?????

Geralt 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Oh! Tissaia knows!

I like getting to see this more vulnerable side of Yenn. It sucks, but it's so important.

GERALT GOOD DAD! GERALT BEST DAD! HELL YEAH!

Fear and death are different things, Ciri!

What's Geralt got?

Why did Ciri hide her scarf thing in the wall??? Is that bad???

... Is Yenna gonna get shit figured out, or...?

OOOH! IT'S DESTINY BULLSHIT WITH THE CIRI THING, INNIT!?

Is Jaskier in the woods??? Pls??? I miss him

...... NEVERMIND!

Oh, hey! She saw that! Neeto!

Ciri has such a tiny run!

... Ciri, sweety, I don't think you're safe under that rock.

Them chattering noises are fucking awful, dood!

... Oop. Guess the thing can't talk to Ciri. Seems like it might have been trying to do that.

I feel weirdly bad for Cahir?? Like... not really, but kinda.

Where Triss?? This feels bad!

I'm really worried about Yenn! Poor lady! She has to kill someone, but, like... not in a fight. I feel like that must be so much worse.

Idk if k should be rooting for Yenn to kill him or not!

.... Ay... ay Yenn, wtf?

#the witcher #the witcher spoilers #season 2 #season 2 spoilers #twn spoilers #twn s2 spoilers #spoilers #the witcher season 2 episode 3

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nevermind (one-shot)

Title: NEVERMIND (alt:  I love you, hyung) Words: 5,619 Ships: Yoonmin, slight Yoonjin, implied Vmin. Synopsis: Jimin thought love meant staying, so when Yoongi left he thought love meant coming back. But love is more complicated than that.  Genre: Rapper!Suga x ContemporaryDancer!Jimin, exes au, angst, implied smut. Warnings: Heartbreak, cheating, abandonment. Author’s note: Listen to Mean It (stripped) - Lauv ft. LANY while reading.

PART I: I DON’T MIND 

Love never meant staying. Park Jimin never knew what that meant until he met Min Yoongi.  

It was summer at the time. He was a contemporary dancer that was just dragged by his best friend to an underground rap scene because he was a fan of it, Jimin on the other hand, couldn’t care less.

 “Taehyung-ah, you really go to these events?” A whine Taehyung knows all too well.

 “Events.” Taehyung scoffed, dragging Jimin by the arm in the middle of the crowd so they have a perfect view of the next challenger. “It’s a rap battle, Jimin-ah. It’s not that formal, aish.”

 Jimin never understood his best friend’s fascination with rap and hip-hop. For one, Taehyung was a classical musician. He plays Bach and Beethoven on the violin, piano, and sax. That’s even how they met, he was part of the orchestra to one of his ballet pieces.

 They found themselves near the front row, the MC known to the fans as RM called the next challenger and that was the first time he saw him. 

 Bleached blonde, pale but not sick, sporting a smug look on his face. He looked like he could walk the talk judging by the way he dressed: shirt, jersey, a snapback, and a couple of piercings on both ears.

 “Ayo Suga!” RM exclaimed as the rapper made his way to the stage. “What’s your motivation for challenging j-hope today?”

 “We have a score to settle.” For a small guy, he was intimidating Jimin thought. J-hope on the other hand just laughed at his contender. Not the kind of laugh where he thought this Suga guy was pathetic. Just laughed like he was making a joke. He seemed like the guy to laugh at everything.

 “Okay, and the rap battle begins in 1... 2... 3!” The MC started the countdown.

 It was j-hope’s turn first, he rapped like he was mocking his competition. “Ya, j-hope’s really good at this type of rap, and his flow change? Don’t get me started.” Taehyung explained with his boxy smile, his eyes glued to the stage.

Then it was his turn. Suga rapped so many syllables so fast Jimin really stood there shocked. It’s as if he gave j-hope no time to rebut, he ended him right then and there. Everyone could feel the tension, j-hope was walking towards Suga looking pissed off.

“Wait, are they going to fight?” Jimin was both scared and concerned. He was just looking at Suga. Tae just had a smug look on his face, and then Jimin saw why. RM looked like he was stopping j-hope from going too close to Suga but instead, he too rapped. The two competitors began laughing, and it dawned on him: it was just a ploy.

 All three rappers were now facing each other in a circle, spitting fire, and Jimin didn’t realize it now, nor will he admit in the future: they were good, scratch that, they were amazing. “Ddaeng! I fucking love this track so much!” Taehyung squealed like the fanboy he is.

 “Wait, so they were just playing the audience?” Jimin asked, confused.

 “Dude literally everyone here except you knows they’re the best of friends. The best rapline in Seoul if not in South Korea.” Taehyung explained, suddenly dragging Jimin by the arm to take him to the side of the stage. “Come on, I’m introducing you to them.”

 “You know them?” As much as Jimin was surprised, he immediately shut up when he was face to face with the trio.

 “Hyungs! I want you to meet my best friend and soulmate, Jimin.” Jimin rolled his eyes mentally, he always asked Taehyung not to call him soulmate in front of new people because it more often than not gives the wrong impression.

 “Hi! I’m Namjoon.” RM said, Jimin was surprised on how formal he got all of a sudden, was this the same rapper on stage a while ago? He extended his hand and he shook it.

 “I’m your hope, but you already knew that by now.” J-hope smiled. “I’m Hoseok.” It was his turn to shake Jimin’s hands.

 “What’s the use of having a stage name when we just give out our real ones?” Suga whined from the side. “Well, I’m Yoongi. I guess.” He still looked so cool while shaking his hand. They all did, Jimin thought but Yoongi... There's just something about his presence.

 “Nice to meet all of you, hyungs.” Jimin even did a slight bow as a sign of respect which made Yoongi smile.

 “Are you staying for drinks, Taehyung-ah?” Yoongi asked.

 Namjoon and Hoseok looked at each other in surprise, Jimin didn’t know what that meant. “Hyung, you know I don’t drink.” Taehyung laughed. “But Jimin is quite the drinker so he can drink for the both of us.”

 “Ya, Taehyung.” Jimin scolded.

 “What? Let’s stay a bit longer. You don’t have any practice tomorrow right?” Tae pleaded to his soulmate. Jimin knows he couldn't say no to that.

 “Yea, stay a bit longer.” Jimin felt Yoongi’s gaze on him, it felt alluring, it felt right.

 “Okay.” How could he possibly say no now?

 There was a bar area in the scene, Namjoon, Hoseok and Tae were looking for a table while Jimin was with Yoongi since he asked to accompany him in getting drinks.

 “You drink soju?” Jimin nodded to answer. “I’ll order 5 but between you and me, I think they’ll just share one bottle.” Yoongi laughed as he gave Jimin 2 bottles then proceeded to carry the other 3 on his own. 

 “Why is that?” Jimin raised a brow.

 “The 94 liners aren’t that much of a drinker.” Yoongi answered. “How old are you?”

 “I’m a 95 liner, like Tae.”

 “Ah, your soulmate.” Yoongi nodded, sounding dry.

 “It’s not like that, we’re just eternal platonic friends,” Jimin explained getting flustered not knowing why. “It’s an inside joke.”

 “So you’re available then?” Yoongi cocked his brow.

 “Huh?” Jimin was surprised by his straightforwardness. But he couldn’t continue to answer as they made their way to their table.

 “So Jimin, what do you do?” Namjoon asked, now fixing the table for the bottles to be placed.

 “Oh, I’m a contemporary dancer.” Jimin said, sitting beside Tae while Yoongi sat beside Hoseok.

 “Okay, Namjoon pay up. I told you he was a fancy dude like this one.” Hoseok nudged Tae, teasing.

 “Okay, I thought you were an underground street dancer.” Namjoon reached for a bill and gave it to Hoseok.

 “How come?” Jimin was surprised at the observation.

 Yoongi replied instead, “You stand like a dancer, we just didn’t know what kind.”

 “I told Namjoon that if you were an underground street dancer I would’ve heard of you by now.”

 “Unless you’re not good.” Yoongi scoffed. “But I don’t think that’s possible.” Did he just wink at me? Jimin thought.

 The night went on filled with shots and laughter. Yoongi was right, they ended up drinking 2 bottles each because Namjoon and Hoseok tapped out early. Tae had to go home earlier because he forgot he was going to an art gallery out of town the next day. Jimin insisted on staying, he was having so much fun.

 Jimin never liked going home, it just wasn’t a place he’d like to stay. He was always at practice or out on a bar trying to have fun with his friends. This wasn’t like the regular stuck up dancer crowd he’s used too. They were fun. They were unpredictable, it made him loosen up. That must be the reason he stayed tonight. It was that.

 Or the fact that Yoongi’s hand suddenly rested on his knees after sitting beside him after Tae left. Good thing he was intoxicated, he could use that as an excuse for blushing profusely.

 “Shall we call it a night?” Namjoon asked his hyung. Jimin found out quickly that he was the leader of the trio despite not being the eldest, during their stories over drinks.

 “Let’s.” Yoongi said, standing up. “I’ll drop Jimin at his place.”

 Everyone in the table knew where this was headed, if Tae was here he would’ve known it too. Jimin had his fair share of one night stands. He was a looker after all. He knew the drill. The guy will offer to give him a ride home, he’ll ask if he wants a drink. They go up to his place and things happen.

 And that’s what exactly happened with him and Yoongi. Except that, it wasn’t just all physical sex. They shared laughs while figuring out who’s bottoming, and Jimin knew Yoongi wanted to top, so he let him.

 He was good at it, Jimin never knew he could cum that hard. Twice for that matter. The first by Jimin discovering what tongue technology actually meant and the other by him topping.

 After that Jimin knew that the guy will probably say goodbye and will never show up again. But Yoongi was the exact opposite. He asked if he could stay the night. And in the morning, Jimin woke up to him cooking breakfast.

 “You’re still here?” It was more of a question than a statement.

 “I was thinking you’re hungry.” Yoongi smiled, putting the eggs on Jimin’s plate. “Do you think I’d just leave like that?”

 “Yes.” Jimin answered quite honestly.

 “If I just left, it would be awkward wanting to see you again would it?” Yoongi said, sitting beside Jimin. “Unless I overstepped and you don’t want to see me anymore?”

 “I never had a fuck buddy before.” Jimin’s innocence made Yoongi chuckle, he forgot he was younger than him after all.

 “Then I guess I’ll have to date you then.” He flashed his teeth towards the younger lad. “Is that okay?”

 A smile crept on Jimin’s face. “I don’t mind.”

PART II: CHANGE YOUR MIND

 Jimin never meant to find a home in Min Yoongi, but when autumn came he found himself moving Yoongi’s stuff in his place. Not everything, but small things: his toothbrush, his favorite pair of sweats, his noise-canceling headphones.

 Small things that meant Yoongi will stay in his life. Things were going well. Whenever Jimin had a performance, Yoongi always bought him roses. After practice, Jimin always went to Yoongi’s underground performances even without Taehyung.

 Sex was great, but their companionship grew stronger. This must be what home felt like. This must be what love means. 

 “Are you sure about this?” Yoongi asked Jimin who was sitting on a chair of a tattoo parlor. He looked nervous but sure.

 “I really like your song, and I want it tattooed on me as a birthday gift to myself.” Jimin had a wide smile on his face.

 “You like me too, why not have a tattoo of my name?” Yoongi joked.

 “Only if you tattoo mine on you.” Jimin teased.

 “I’m good with piercings, tattoos aren't just for me Jiminie. You already talked me into dying my hair this shade of green.” Yoongi will never let Jimin down for it, but Jimin thought mint suited him well.

 “You’re just chicken, hyung.” Jimin rolled his eyes to which Yoongi snickered.

 “Ya, you’re disrespecting your hyung now eh.”

 “No. I love you, hyung.”

 It was an unconventional first ‘I love you’ from Jimin, he never expected it to be in a tattoo shop waiting for his turn. But Yoongi was there. And he just needed to say it. And he thought he needed to hear it by now. And that was all that mattered.

 “I love you too, Jiminie.” He said before kissing him fully on the lips.

 “Ehem.” The tattoo artist finally arrived with the needle and ink, if Yoongi remembered it correctly his name was Jungkook – the youngest tattoo artist in the area that got acclaim in some TV show.

 “Sorry.” Jimin was embarrassed, but Yoongi sat beside him.

 “Let’s start?” Jungkook received a nod from a shaking Jimin.

 “Hyung, hold my hand?” Yoongi entwined his fingers with Jimin’s. And he didn’t let go until it was done.

 Just like that, Yoongi’s song was a permanent fixture on Jimin’s body and life. They went home that night happy. 

 “Aish, Jimin stay still so I can put on some ointment.” Yoongi holding up a shirtless Jimin in bed. He acts his age sometimes.

 “It’s so itchy.” He whined.

 “Well, that’s part of the healing process. You wanted this right?” Yoongi smirked.

 “You’re so mean to me, hyung!” Jimin was silenced by a more passionate kiss compared to the one in the tattoo shop.

 “If I could kiss it better, I would.” Yoongi rested his forehead on Jimin’s.

“Just kiss me instead.”

 That night, they made love while reminding each other how much they meant to each other. Jimin knew that he could live like this his whole life.

 But winter came one year, and Yoongi left. Like he disappeared into thin air. Jimin was just coming home from practice. Yoongi wasn’t texting. Jimin was calling and he couldn’t reach him. He came home and Yoongi wasn’t there. But everything he owns was still in place. 

 Little reminders that Yoongi stayed, little reminders that Yoongi left.

 Jimin went to Yoongi’s apartment, and his landlady doesn’t know where he is. He went to the underground rap bar where they first met, Hoseok was just shocked. They too couldn’t contact him.

 Jimin was going to have a panic attack, he knew that. He couldn’t just leave, he can’t. They loved each other. Right? Namjoon pulled Jimin to talk to him at the parking lot.

 “Jimin.” Jimin was already crying, panicking. Namjoon had to put his arms on his shoulders to calm him down and have him stay still. “It’s Jin-hyung.”

This was the exact time you could hear Jimin’s heart shatter into pieces. Namjoon didn’t need to say anything else. He knew who Jin was to Yoongi.

He was the first person Yoongi gave his heart to. Yoongi was never clear why they broke up, but Jimin knew that there was a hole in Yoongi’s heart when Jin left, and now his looked the same with Yoongi gone.

 Jimin went home that night breaking down to an empty bed filled with Yoongi’s stuff. In the next few weeks, Jimin couldn’t eat, he couldn’t get up, he couldn’t go to practice, let alone perform.

Taehyung had to physically manhandle him to take one bath after a week.

“Taehyung-ah, what did I do wrong?” Jimin sulked in the bathtub while Tae just sat on the toilet seat cover, hurting for his friend.

“Jimin, you didn’t do anything.” He tried to comfort him, his heart was just as hurt as his soulmate.

“Then why am I the one left alone?” He cried again, Tae just hugged him. Tight.

After a few months, Jimin got back to work. But he was downgraded to a backup dancer again, he knew it was coming after not showing up for months. He should be thankful the company gave him another chance.

Months went on like he did before meeting Yoongi. He went to work, he went shopping with Taehyung, he went home, and repeat. Yoongi’s stuff was placed in a drawer he never dared to look into again.

 Then Jimin’s birthday came, and Taehyung threw him a small party with his dance troop. Taehyung wanted to rid Jimin of memories of Yoongi, it was his birthday after all. It was all about him. Tae wanted Jimin to stay at his place so he won’t be alone, but Jimin wanted to go home to his apartment.

 He was tipsy and tired, until he found Yoongi sitting in the middle of his living room. His hair now dyed black.

 “Hi.” He said, softly already looking apologetic. “Happy birthday.”

 Jimin’s mind must be playing tricks on him. Memories played back in his head. The first birthday spent with him, getting a tattoo of his song. The next birthday where Yoongi cooked for him and threw him a party, the third one where they took a trip to Busan.

 This was supposed to be his first birthday without him, but here he was on the living room sofa looking like the love of his life. “I’m sorry.” Yoongi began to tear up. “I need to explain a lot to you, I know. And I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

 Jimin walked towards him and Yoongi was prepared for the worse, for a good hearing, for a fist on his cheek, but Jimin’s arms were suddenly wrapped around his neck, his face buried in his chest. “You’re here. You’re real.”

 “Jimin, I’m sorry.” Yoongi finally broke down, and Jimin did too.

 “If I forgive you, will you promise not to leave me again?” Jimin was shaking as Yoongi pulled back to look at him in the eye.

 “I won’t make the same mistake.” And Jimin felt his lips on his once more.

 He thought about the last time they kissed and how he was so devastated that it didn’t last longer. But Yoongi came back, and he knew the feelings never really went away. It was just buried beneath all the effort to make him seem okay again.

 That night they made love for the first time in a long time and Jimin didn’t want to fall asleep until Yoongi reassured him that he wasn’t going anywhere. He woke up with Yoongi making breakfast for him again. Like he never left.

 “We need to talk.” Jimin said as he sat down at the dining table, he was happy he came back but that meant he left the first place.

 “We do.” Yoongi sighed, placing some fried eggs on Jimin's plate like he did the first time they spent the night together.

 And so the tale began, on how one night Jin came back and asked for another chance and how Yoongi wasn’t sure all of a sudden what to do. How Jin asked him to let him prove it to him, how he asked Yoongi to come with him to Busan for a film fest he was a part of since he was an actor, how they stayed there for a while to see how things go.

 How Yoongi realized he couldn’t do this to Jimin, how everywhere he went in Busan reminded him of their trip on Jimin’s birthday. How he only realized that he just missed Jin, but didn’t really love him anymore. Not in the way he loved Jimin. How he called it off and mustered the courage to go back to Jimin, not knowing if he’ll accept him.

 “How do you plan on making it up to me?” Jimin said with his eyes closed, thinking hard.

 “I don’t know, but if I have to make it up to you my whole life I will.” Yoongi placed his hand on top of his, before entwining their fingers together like he did when he comforts him.

 “Did you expect I’ll just be waiting here for you until you came back?”

 “I was hoping you would, but I would understand if you didn’t.” If honesty can be heard, this must be what it sounds like.

 “But I did.” Jimin finally opened his eyes to look at Yoongi, gripping his hand a bit tighter – a signal to return back the comfort he was given. “I don’t know how you’ll make it up to me, but I know that includes not leaving me again.”

 “I love you, Jimin.” Yoongi assured him with a soft voice. “I’m sorry this had to happen for me to realize that. I never stopped loving you.”

 “I love you, hyung.” The gap between their faces was growing smaller and Yoongi looked at Jimin to seemingly asking for a silent permission. When Jimin closed his eyes, he knew the answer.

 They shared a kiss, another first of many kisses since they got back together. Jimin finally thought he could be happy again. But they had a long way to go, not everything fell back to place. Taehyung was frustrated that Jimin just let him back into his life. They had a bit of a falling out, and Jimin didn’t have the energy to work on that, he was already working hard to fix things with Yoongi. 

Jimin suggested they finally move in together, but Yoongi was still hesitant. He was always vocal about wanting to have his own space. Fights about Yoongi leaving him still ensued. There were pockets of happiness during these years but Jimin began to think if these small moments were enough to be defined as happiness. 

He knew he couldn’t control Yoongi, love shouldn’t do that. But he could control what he felt, what he did. He chose to look at their lives in rose-colored glasses. And he decided to take matters into his own hands.

 That meant he bought a ring. Placed it in his drawers he knew Yoongi wouldn’t look into and waited for the right moment. Jimin wasn’t sure of the timing, but he was sure about Yoongi and that was enough. He thought if it was time, he would know.

 But days went on and they both got extremely busy with work but Jimin was fine with that as long as he went home to him. But even when they were together, he felt like Yoongi just wasn’t there. He knew something was wrong, but he chose to trust Yoongi.

 Until one winter, Yoongi came by again with a bag, sporting a serious look on his face. He plopped down on the sofa, sighing. “We need to talk.”

 Jimin knew where this was going, he couldn’t say he was surprised but he just really hoped for the best, he really hoped this wasn’t an option. “Did you change your mind?” He asked.

PART III: OUT OF MIND

 Jimin imagined 2 scenarios of the cause of their impending breakup. First, is that Yoongi found someone else, I mean, that’s what happened the first time right? The second was Jimin himself finding someone else, but knowing how much he loved Yoongi, that was highly unlikely. But here they were, spending a few minutes here during the calm before the storm.

 It was a vague question, Jimin knew that when he asked. However, the fact that Yoongi did not answer and just waited for Jimin to sit beside him, he knew the worst is about to come.

 And so Jimin sat beside him and Yoongi moved slightly to face him. “You didn’t answer, so I guess that means yes.” Jimin continued.

 “Are you still happy?” Yoongi shook his head while asking.

 “You’re not.” This time, it was more of a statement than a question.

 “We haven’t been okay since I came back.” He admitted. “And I think you know that.”

 “Well, maybe you shouldn’t have left in the first place.” Jimin glared, Yoongi looked away uncomfortably. “And now you’re leaving again, huh?”

 “You told me if I forgive you, will you promise to not leave me again?” Yoongi said calmly. “Did you? Forgive me?” He was met with silence. “So, don’t put this all on me.”

 “Are you fucking serious, Min Yoongi?” Jimin spat, his body began to tremble. “You left, without a warning. To try again with your ex. And you expect me to be okay with it?”

 “I don't, but if you’re not okay with it then why accept me back?”

 “Why are you acting like it’s a bad thing that I accepted you back?!” Jimin’s voice began to rise.

 “Jimin, it’s been 4 years and I know you still haven’t forgiven me.” Yoongi pointed out. “I’m doing my best here too, you know. Yes, I left. It was wrong, I hurt you but in these 4 years didn’t I ever make it up to you? Not even for a bit?”

 Jimin couldn’t answer that. He was so stuck in his own hurt that he never thought he was hurting Yoongi. “Yoongi. When you left, all I could think about is what did I do wrong? Why was I not enough? Not even enough for you to say goodbye?” His voice began to shake.

 “That was on me, Jimin.” Yoongi held his hand, but Jimin didn’t want to feel his comfort knowing he was going to leave again. “We’ve been through this narrative time and time again. Aren’t you tired?”

 “Of course I am, but I choose to look at the times when we were happy.” Jimin began to break down in tears. “That kept me going even when I wasn't."

 “You’ve always been the stronger one in this relationship.” A tear began to fall on Yoongi’s cheek. “You’ll be okay.”

 “I wasn’t okay when you left, why do you think I’ll be okay now?” This must be the Anger part in the 5 stages of grief, Jimin thought.

 “Because I’m leaving you so we can both be happy!” Yoongi’s voice rose, trying to talk sense into Jimin. “I don’t want us to end up hating each other. I love you so much-.”

 “THEN WHY ARE YOU LEAVING?”

 “BECAUSE I’M NOT HAPPY!” The screamfest ended as quickly as it began. “Don’t you see how frustrating it is? To love you so much but not feel happy?” Yoongi let go of him to run his finger through his hair in frustration.

 “That doesn’t make sense.” Jimin coughed a laugh, he knew he was fucked – laughing and crying at the same time.

 “I know it doesn’t. But I know it’s selfish for me to stay in a relationship unhappy.” Yoongi looked at Jimin once more, letting him know how genuine he felt. “I know this is selfish too but we tried to make it work right? But nothing happened and it’s been years.”

 Jimin began to speak slowly, carefully choosing the words he was about to say. “How long?” He stated, “How long have you’ve been feeling this way?”

 “I don’t know, but one day I realized I was just dragging myself to see you. How I needed you because I was used to you because I love you.” Yoongi didn’t know if these were the right words to not hurt Jimin, but he knew he would hurt him whatever he’ll say. “You don’t deserve someone who just forces themselves to be with you.”

 “Is Jin back?” Jimin wanted a logical explanation for this. So this must be the reason, right?

 “No.” Yoongi answered straight, and Jimin knew in his heart that it was the truth.

 “You know I always thought that if we were going to break up, it’s because one of us cheated.” Jimin was just throwing his thoughts unfiltered. “I never thought we would end like this.”

 “Then let’s be thankful we didn’t end up like that.” Yoongi tried to suggest.

 “You know the funny thing about this?” Jimin snickered. “It’s the fact that I have an engagement ring tucked in one of my drawers waiting for the right time.”

 “I know about it,” Yoongi admitted slowly to Jimin’s surprise. “I was looking for my hoodie one time, and I saw it.”

 “When did you see it?” Jimin didn’t know whether he wanted to know the answer.

 “Last month.” Yoongi breathed.

 “So.” Jimin was crying again. “You really thought this through.” He was breaking up knowing that Jimin was planning on proposing.

 “I did.” Yoongi broke down this time. “I’m sorry, Jimin. But I can’t be the one you need. I can only love you, but I think we both know that’s not enough.”

 “You have to choose me to. But you chose yourself.”

 “Then choose yourself too,” Yoongi suggested. “You’ve worked so hard on us, it’s time we think of ourselves.”

 Jimin wanted to stop him. He really did.

 He thought about all the times they were together. All the rap scenes he went to support Yoongi, all the recitals Yoongi gave him flowers, all the times they explored different hair dyes - the orange one, the pink, the grey.

 All the meals Yoongi cooked for him, all the music equipment he bought to surprise Yoongi, all the arguments about him leaving or them not having enough time for each other.

 That one argument when Jimin blamed Yoongi for him being downgraded to a backup dancer again because he skipped practice due to his depression when he left.

 All the birthdays they spent, especially the one where Yoongi came back. How could Jimin forget that?

 How could Jimin forget Yoongi in general?

 The way he never wanted anyone else to know he cared, but he really did. The way he would take care of him when he was sick. The way he would scold him if he practiced too hard to the point of exhaustion.

 The way he shared his secret love for piano, a secret Jimin was proud that only he knew. The way Jimin shared his abandonment issues with his family and how relieved he was that Yoongi was his home now.

 The way his hand engulfed his. The way he would slightly open his mouth when they kiss so his tongue can enter. The way he would feel above or beneath him. The way he would feel content whenever he says I love you.

 He wanted to ask Yoongi if he thought of all of these?

 What he was saying goodbye to? 

 Their past? 7 years of being together. Jimin literally grew up with him.

 Their future? What about the plans of Jimin singing for one of his tracks because Yoongi discovered he had a talent for it too? And he just loved his voice. 

Jimin wanted to ask all of these. But he realized like Yoongi, he was also tired.

 The only thing that escaped from Jimin’s lips was. “Okay.”

 Besides, he knew he couldn’t handle Yoongi’s answer. May it be a yes or a no. At least this time, he has the guts to say goodbye. What a morbid consolation prize, right?

 “You know what sucks?” Jimin continued. “I still believe you when you tell me you love me.”

 “Because I do.” Yoongi had a slight smile. “I really do.”

 “I do too.” A vow without rings, a truth without commitments. “I love you, and I have done everything to make this work except for letting you go. So this is me, letting you go.”

 “I’m really sorry. I wish I could be more for you but I can’t right now.” Yoongi pulled Jimin to hold him tight. “Maybe in the future, when we’re both okay...” Yoongi’s mind began to wander but Jimin pulled him back to the present.

 “Maybe. But you’re right. Right now we have to be okay on our own. This is why we’re breaking up, right?”

 “I love you, Jimin.” Yoongi was proud that Jimin understood him, but still devastated that it had to come to this.

 “I love you, hyung.” Jimin repeated throughout the night, unknowingly making it a keepsake for Yoongi even if they’re not together anymore.

 They shared their last kiss, their last moments in bed. Yoongi packed the remainder of his belongings in his bag, and they hugged until it was time for Yoongi to leave. Out of sight, out of mind, Jimin thought.

EPILOGUE

 Love never meant staying, that was what his mom always explained ever since his dad left them to work abroad and never came back. His mom always assured him that his dad loved him dearly, that he worked hard for Jimin to go to university. 

 He never understood how people who leave can still love. He never understood why, until the day Yoongi went away.

 He also realized he can’t find a home in a person, so he will build his own.

 Jimin didn’t know what was harder, being left the first time or the second time. But all he knew was he needed to be better. He owed that to himself. He strived harder until he got the lead dancer position again.

 He rekindled with Taehyung and it was as if nothing happened, maybe that’s what soulmates are supposed to be. A place you can always go back to, home or not.

 “You’re not as devastated as the first time.” Taehyung pointed out while they were playing Mario Kart at Jimin's place.

 “I listed all the things that reminded me of him,” Jimin explained. “I planned to steer clear of them but some things I realized he can’t take away from me."

 “Like what?” Taehyung asked.

 “Like winter.” Jimin paused the game. “Winter is my favorite season, but that was when he left me. Both times. But I can’t unlove winter because I was hurt right?”

 “I’m proud of you, Jiminie.” Taehyung nudged his long-missed best friend.

 “And you too.” Jimin pointed out. “You introduced us to each other. I can’t unlove you.”

 Taehyung smiled at him. “I can’t unlove you too.” He rolled his eyes. “Even if you’re stupid sometimes.”

 “I often wondered when would looking at my tattoo stop hurting, but now I sometimes forget it’s there. It didn’t remind me of him anymore, it just reminded me of me - a guy who wears his heart on his sleeves, or in my case, on my rib.” Jimin admitted before continuing “It’s been a year now, and he actually texted me if we can meet again.”

 “Oh?” Taehyung raised a brow.

 “But he said that I should be ready when we meet.” Jimin continued.

 “Are you?” Jimin shook his head. “What did he say then?” Jimin knew he was okay in a way, but a big part of him wasn’t ready to meet Yoongi again. He pulled his phone from his pocket to retrieve the last text Yoongi sent.

 He handed it over to Taehyung, and it just read “Nevermind, then.”

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Chapter 18: Shouldn't you be sleeping?

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[Lily - Today at 10:48 PM]  Hello Milza  I haven't been able to say it out loud, but I wanted to tell you that I like your clothes now even more than before, because I know that they are truly your choice this time  You looked very happy in the store and that made me happy as well.  I am glad you found clothes that suit you

I think I've been staring at that message for two whole minutes now. Judging by the quiet breathing noises around me, everyone else seems to be asleep – at least those who are sleeping outside of pokéballs. Heck if I know what even happens inside of those. Not sure if I wanna think about it right now. Let's just go with “everyone else is asleep”. Except Melga, I suppose, since she did silently notify me of Lillie's message. Which was just sent. …Oh, wait, I should probably answer that, right?

With the Pokédex in one hand, I use the other one to sit up slightly and look around the little Pokécenter room that we're staying in for the night. As I expected, Hau is already fast asleep – he dozed off pretty quickly, I'm almost jealous, heh. Lillie, on the other hand… I don't think she saw me moving. She's lying down, but it looks like she's staring at the ceiling with her phone on her lap. Hmm.

[moonpie - Today at 10:51 PM]  thank you,,, you looked happy as well!! i'm glad we found you a backpack for nebby too

The screen of Lillie's phone lights up as it receives the message; after half a second of… hesitation? surprise? – she picks it up, looks at it… and smiles at me. Yesss. I smile back and give her a thumbs-up. Aaand we're off again to Trying-to-Fall-Asleep Land!

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Nevermind, mission failed. still awake. sigh. I mean, for all I know maybe I have actually slept and I've just woke back up for some reason. But ehhhh, not really feeling like bothering Melga just to know what time it is. Back to laying down in the dark contemplating my exis-- wait. What's that noise?

Weird muffled breathing. Who's doing that? Looking around tentatively with my head still on the pillow. Hau is on the other side of the room. The sound is coming from… Lillie? Is she… crying? Her back is turned, but-- argh, damn, I think she is, crap, what do I do?? Can I even do anything? Will my anxiety allow me to do anything?

Arghhh. Ok, well, whatever this is about, I can't just let Lillie cry herself to sleep. And anyway there's no way I could fall asleep now even if I tried. Our beds aren't very far from each other anyway. There's only Isabel curled up in a ball in the middle, but I can walk around them. Welp. I'm really doing this, huh? Slowly leaving the bedcovers while trying to be as silent as possible. Still not sure about what I'm doing. I can still hear sniffles from Lillie. I'm there now. Crouching right behind her. I decide to go with the first instinct I've got. Hug time!!

“ah--” “it's fine-” I'm trying to keep my voice down. “you don't have to say anything, i'm just here and i give you a hug and that's all and we don't have to say words just the hug is good.” Pause. Without turning, Lillie takes the hand from my arm that's hugging her. She holds it a bit tighter. “.........thank you” I think that's a win for hugs.

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Mngf. What is it now!! I'm pretty sure I was actually sleeping this time! Wait. What was that noise? and while we're at it what am i even sleeping on “Mrrrpht.” Is that-- oh geez I still have one arm over Lillie and I'm still kneeled besides her bed and I have somehow been sleeping in this position the whole time? And that was Isabel. They're laying on my legs. I can't even move. …Hey, actually, I have a blanket as well? When did I get that? Don't tell me that big cat is the one who--

splash! I heard that!! The heck is going on now! Cautiously lifting my arm so I can straighten up. Looking around the room. “bwark, bwark!” BLU? AYO? WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH LILLIE'S STUFF? I didn't actually yell. Because everyone is still sleeping. Apart from these two apparently!!

Can I get up? Oh yeah, Isabel's gone. Wait where- “MRrOOow!” Hahah is he scolding them? …Hold on, did they actually do something bad…?

Oh boy. Hm. That. hm. “Uwaaw…” Well at least they look like they're sorry. But being sorry won't fix this huge black stain on Lillie's clothes!! Or is it dark blue? Who cares. I cast a tired look at Blu and Ayo who are already shrinking in shame under Isabel's gaze. siiigh.

“Wwaah-- what's going on?” Lillie? “Ah, uuum, did we wake you up? So sorry, it's just, er-” I show her the dress. She stares at it for a few seconds. “…Oh.” “That's, um, I think Ayo did that. I think she's very sorry though. Squids have ink right? So it was probably her and er, Blu–”

Lillie turns to look at them. They shrink some more. But she's still not saying anything. Is she ok? Oh god, wait, was this dress important to her? I remember she said her mom chose it for her, but that doesn't help, maybe she misses her mom— “Hey…” There! she's saying something! “Hey, you two, it's okay- it's okay, I'm not mad.” Well that's a relief. “Actually, I… can I ask you a favor?” Huh?

Welp. Sure was not expecting that. But at this point I'm losing count of things I don't expect. I glance at Hau. Is it just impossible to wake him up? He hasn't moved a muscle this whole time. And over in that corner… Lillie's clothes that we put on a drying rack. They're harder to see now that they're super dark blue instead of pure white.

I have literally no idea what compelled her to do this, but instead of trying to remove Ayo's ink stain, she asked her to drench the whole thing! And even the hat too and everything! Hau is probably gonna be so confused when he wakes up haha, can't wait to see it. Lillie didn't give an explanation, and I didn't ask her for one… But she had some sort of happy little spark in her eyes afterwards. I hope it stays around.

[gayri-chmac]

S2:E2- "Siege of Lothal: Part 2"

and after literally almost a year, we're back with the rebels rewatch

i currently have a migraine so idk how funny these are going to be my brain is kinda broken rn

kanan is getting his ass BEAT goddamn i do not remember him being this much of a pussy when it came to fighting vader 💀

rut roe ezra is pinned down and kanan just face planted into a crate

BUT WHAT'S THIS? IT'S TWO AT-AT'S CRUSHING VADER WITH A STEEL CHAIR!!!

HE IS DEAD RIP ZADDY VADER

NEVERMIND HE'S FINE

LMFAO WHAT IS WITH ANIMATION SO FAR

SABINE JUST GLITCHED LIKE 3 TIMES 💀

DID SABINE JUST GET SHOT IN THE HEAD

oh good she's fine

WHO IS SMUGGLING THEM?! ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE IVE WATCHED THIS SHOW

"tarkintown" okay hooverville

AND IT'S LANDO CALRISSIAN WITH A STEEL CHAIR

oh how convenient he's not on lothal

WHY IS THE DROID SOUTHERN

i'm going to call him debut droid after tay tay's first album and her fake country accent

WHERE THE FUCK IS EZRA GOING

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT

WHO'S GONE

OH NO NOT THE HOOVERVILLE

ezra to kanan: "there's just you and me"

and ahsoka???

we have never heard of the tarkintown before are we supposed to be sad

"the empire is taking the bait"

the empire have always been capital eye Idiots

escaped by the hair on their chiny chin chins

the way kanan got absolutely shut DOWN by the crew when he wanted to break off from the rebellion 💀

home sweet home aka the blinding white hallways of literally every rebellion ship in star wars

THEY FUCKING TRACKED THEM???

GHOST CREW YOU FUCKING MORONS

yass ahsoka!!!

"alright kids do mom and dad proud" FAMILY DYNAMIC FAMILY DYNAMIC

seriously why is the animation so ass in this episode i don't remember it being this bad

"the apprentice lives" AYO CLONE WARS REFERENCE

what is with jedi and passing out

chopper > artoo any day

even darth vader got shit aim

who is this general talbot looking bitch working for the empire

so vader can sense ahsoka but ahsoka couldn't sense him???

"loyrd vaedayr"

god i love zaddy palp's voice 💀

FUCK YEAH THE LOST COMMANDERS IS NEXT

Overall Rating: 3 vaders/10 vaders

Verdict: this episode was capital bee Boring. even seeing vader didn't make up for it. i felt like there was 0 ezra, 0 kanan, 0 one liners, 0 sabine, 0 chopper. i don't CARE about this episode. my least favorite out of the whole show so far. i liked part one much more.

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