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bad268 · 5 months

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hope you’re having a great dayy :)) wondering if you could do one for paul aron in a situation like sleepy back hugs when the other person is busy whipping up breakfast in the kitchen, catching them by surprise smth like that? just fluff cause I rarely see stuff for paul 😢 tysm!!

Morning Surprises (Paul Aron X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Formula 2/3

Requested: Clearly (thank you for being patient and tbh i was 🤏 this close to changing it to Ralf. idk why but I'm on my Ralf arc rn, I'm gonna start writing for Ralf so send it in <3)

Warnings: shirtless Paul (need I say more?)

Pronouns: You/your

W.C. 1101

Summary: Sleepy hugs in the morning. What's not to like?

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(@/Paul's insta from February 23, 2023)

It was too early to function, in your opinion. Half seven in the morning may seem late to people like your race car driver boyfriend, Paul, but to you, it was too damn early to function. Rolling over in bed to hide in Paul’s side, you notice he’s not there. In fact, he had not been there for a while since his side was completely cold.

You groaned as you got out of the warm blankets and found one of Paul’s many sweatshirts lying around before throwing it on. You walk out of your room and are met with a familiar smell, but you can’t tell exactly what it is in your drowsy state.

You walk into the kitchen and see Paul standing over the stove. He was wearing grey sweatpants and no shirt as he was making what looked like a burnt egg. You held your breath as you crept up behind him before snaking your arms around his waist quickly, causing him to quickly look back at you leaning against his back.

“Are you trying to kill me?” You mumbled as you laid your head on his shoulder, already planning to fall back asleep. “That looks burnt. I don’t think Gigi would approve.”

“I tried, okay?” He chuckled as he dumped the burnt eggs into the trash and began a new omelet. Once it started cooking, he took one hand off the skillet (skrittle) to rest it against your arm. “Are you falling asleep again? Or have you died?”

“I mean my heart is still beating. Only for you of course,” You joked halfheartedly, leaning back on his shoulder to look up at him. “I was planning on going back to sleep. You’re just too comfy, but I don’t want to leave you alone and risk burning the apartment down.”

“You’re so cheezy, I love you,” He teased, leaning over to press a small kiss to your forehead. He turned his attention back to the omelet just in time to flip it are the right time, and it landed back in the pan perfectly.

“You’re so domestic. I love you,” You joked back, pulling away to make you both cups of coffee/tea and set them at the table. “So what’s the plan for today?”

“As far as I know, we have nothing planned,” he replied, dishing up the omelet he made to share with you as he also grabbed some fruits he had cut up earlier before sitting next to you at the table. “We can do whatever you want.”

“That’s a slippery slope, Aron. Don’t give me that much power.”

That night, Paul was pulled into a last minute mandatory call with Toto Wolff and Mercedes about who knows what at this point. You took it upon yourself to make dinner, one of Paul’s favorites. He was pacing around in the living room as you busied yourself in the kitchen.

You were just pulling it out of the oven when he ended the call, and you just set it down when he wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you up. He spun you around in a few circles, causing you both to laugh before he placed you back on your feet as you turned in his arms.

“I assume it was a good call?” You asked, wrapping your arms around his neck as you both made eye contact. His only response was to pull you close and kiss you hard, leaving no room between you. Despite not wanting to pull away, he pulled back with a huge smile on his lips. “Wow, that good, huh?”

“Guess who has a seat in F2 next season!” He exclaimed, tightening his hold on your waist as he bounced back and forth on his heels, unable to stand still.

“Hmm, let me guess. Dino?” You teased, causing his face to fall in mock offense as he froze entirely. You laughed at his expression before going back on your word, “No. Definitely not. I’m pretty sure it has to be Zak!”

He gaped at your exclamation as he rolled his eyes, “No. You’ve got one last guess.”

“Oh, one last guess? I better guess…” you hesitated in mock joking again to get a raise out of him, “Ralf?”

“Oh, you’re just fucking with me!” He shouted, pulling you in for a bone crushing hug again, swinging you around once again. “It’s me! I’m getting a seat!”

“I couldn’t tell!” You laughed as you tightened your hold on his shoulders. He set you down with a sharp glare as you smiled back at him. “I’m kidding. I figured as much. That’s why I made your favorite food.”

It was too early to function, in your opinion, but you would not dare to oversleep on a day like today. Today was Paul’s first day in Formula 2, and you wanted to surprise him with breakfast in bed.

You carefully crawled out of bed, struggling to release Paul’s arms from your torso, and snuck out of the room. You made it to the kitchen where Ralf was making oatmeal or something already.

“How did you get in here?” You whisper shouted as you walked toward Ralf. “I was going to make him breakfast in bed. You ruined my surprise, Ralf!”

“I have a key, did you forget?” Ralf chuckled as he set two bowls in front of you. “You can take it to him. I’ll hide out here and make the protein shakes.”

“Let me check on him first. I’ll bring him out here,” You responded, turning around and heading back into your shared room to find Paul not in the bed. You looked around and saw the light in the bathroom on as well as the sound of the shower turning off. You gave him a couple of seconds before walking in, seeing him with a towel around his waist as he ran his hand threw his blond locks. You walked up behind him as he finished pulling on his boxers and jeans, wrapping your arms around him as he did so. “You’ll never guess who broke into the apartment.”

“Gigi or Ralf? My money’s on Ralf,” he laughed, leaning back into your embrace.

“Ding ding ding, we have a winner!” You replied in mock enthusiasm, jumping up to place a kiss on his cheek, immediately feeling the roughness. You pulled back quickly and made a face at Paut through the mirror, “Dang, you need to shave. I’m going to eat the food Ralf made!”

With that, you left him to finish up in the bathroom as you got started with your day.

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Bakugo with a Shy and Quiet

Girlfriend

Katsuki Bakugo x shy Fem! Reader (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: ridiculously long and for no reason, fluff, Bakugo swearing, protective, possessive Bakugo, Mineta being a perv, reader being a badass, reader gets beat up

AN: Starting off 2023 strong 💅This is an Anon request! I just want to say, I am not a shy person so this is me trying my best to write a shy reader 😅 I know Baku-bro is a fav so I hope I did him justice 😌

You’d always wanted to be a hero, ever since you can remember

Maybe it was the uniforms, maybe it was the fact that they saved people, whatever the reason you always adored heros

So when you were accepted to the prestigious U.A. High you were so excited

Your quirk was quite useful when it came to hero work

You see, you were able to see thought solid items, useful for everything from finding lost pets to locating victims during natural events

You had a lot of control over your quirk, being able to turn it on and off at will

You also were extremely athletic, with exceptional fighting skills

However one thing you struggled with was your extreme shyness

It wasn’t that you never talked but you just never felt comfortable speaking up

You often kept to yourself, too shy to initiate conversations with others

So when you were placed in class 1-A, you were a bit nervous

Everyone seemed so outgoing and confident and you just didn’t seem to fit it

“Hi there!! You must be Yn!” A voice sounded as you jumped as a pink haired girl stood in front of you

You blushed, smiling a little and nodded

“Wow you are so cute!! My names Mina, it’s so great to meet you!” She said extending her hand for a greeting

“Mina calm down! You’re going to scare her!” A voice boomed as you again jumped

“Boy you sure are a jumpy one,” Mina giggled as a tall redhead came besides her

“Hi there, I’m Kirishima! It’s super nice to meet you!” He said as you smiled again

“Dang what’s everyone doing over here?” A yellow haired boy said, continuing the circle of people now surrounding your desk

“We are just talking to Yn!” Mina cheered as the yellow haired boy smiled at you

“I’m Denki Kaminari, it’s super nice to meet you!” He said as you smiled again, eyes looking down at your desk

“OI SHITTYHAIR!” a voice boomed from behind the wall of people as you squeaked in surprises

A blonde haired boy came besides Kirishima as you stared at him, his eyes narrowed on the group in front of you

He was a little taller than you, hair spiked up all over the place, and he was super cute

“Bakugo chill out what’s wrong now?” Kirishima asked, smiling at Bakugo

“Why is everyone standing around my desk?! Go sit in your own!” Bakugo growled

“We aren’t around your desk explosion boy, we are talking to Yn!” Denki added as Bakugos head snapped to you

You 👉🏻😐😳

Bakugo studied you, eyes narrowed on your face

You avoided his penetrative stare, eyes averting every which way

“Whatever, go to your own desks!” Bakugo said, sitting down next to you as you stiffened and sat quietly

During class, you’d occasionally glance at the stoic blonde

His profile was perfect, everything from his hair to his chin was incredible

At one point, you turned to steal a quick glance and we’re met with a pair of red eyes glaring back at you

“Is there something wrong?” Bakugo said as your eyes widened and you viciously shook your head, turning back to your work and hiding your face

You were so embrasshed that he had caught you looking at him that you literally wanted to cry 😩

However Bakugo thought it was rather amusing

A small smirk grew on his face when he saw how red your face turned

He thought you were rather cute, with how shy you were

You were really one of the only people he could actually stand being around, your presence light and calming to him

At first, he didn’t think of you as much more than a classmate

That was until he first heard you speak

“Alright YN, let’s talk about your quirk today. Why don’t you share with everyone your speciality,” Aizawa asked as you gulped

Everyone turned to look at you as you quietly stood up, playing with your fingers as you spoke

“Umm well, I can see through objects and ummm well it can be very useful for ummm locating victims in things like earthquakes or collapsed buildings,” you say shyly as everyone watches you

“Thank you YN, you can sit down now,” Aizawa added as you quickly sat down, flustered by having to speak in public

After class, you stood up, ready to leave when an agitating, grating voice hit your ears

“Well hello there gorgeous,” Mineta spoke as you quickly turned, avoiding his gaze, “I was just wondering if you could use your X-ray vision to see though things other than buildings?”

You looked at him, confused 🫤

“Umm yeah, I can see thought pretty much anything if I want,” you said as Mineta smirked

“Does that include clothing?” He grinned as you froze

Honestly, why out of my way Yn, I’ll punch him on your behalf 👊🏻

“Umm well- umm no I don’t-”

“HEY FREAK!” a voice growled from behind you as you jumped a little, the atmosphere changing as you felt someone come behind you

You turned to see Bakugo standing behind you, his body stiff and his eyes narrowed on the little jerk in front of you

“What the hell do you think your doing? Leave her alone before I blow your ass clear into outer space!” He said as you watched the blood drain from Mineta’s face

“I was just talking with her, she has a very interesting quirk,” Mineta said

Meanwhile, the entire peanut gallery is watching your interaction like 👉🏻👀🍵🍿

“You were just being a perv and you messed with the wrong girl! Now back off!” Bakugo snarled as Mineta slowly backed away

“Umm thanks Bakugo,” you manage to squek out quietly as he walks away

“Whatever,” he says walking past you and out the door

You sigh, following him out the door as the peanut gallery reflects on the situation

“Have you ever seen Bakugo act like that?” Kirishima probes

“Never!” Denki adds as Mina nods

“Do you think-” she adds as the other two smile back at her

Oh they DEFINITELY think 😏

Back at the dorms, you begin making yourself a cup of tea when Midoriya and Todoroki greet you

“Hey Yn!” Midoriya says as you smile back, stirring your tea

“Hey,” you say shyly as the two stand close

“We were wondering if you could help us study for the test coming up? We know you are pretty smart in the subject and we are having a bit of a rough time,” Midoriya asks

“Oh umm- I mean I’m not really that smart but I can’t try,” you say, smiling back at them

Meanwhile 👀 a certain boy is watching from a distance

A totally not jealous blonde haired boom boom boy

He’a definitely not jealous tho, let’s make that clear

He’s just clenching his fists while those damn nerds talk to you, getting WAY too close to you

But he’s not doing it out of jealousy oh no way 🙃

He watches as you talk with the two, icy hot getting a little too close for his comfort

The final straw happens when you accidentally back up, bumping into the side of the ledge

And of course, that damn icy hot is there to steady you

He stomps up to you, staring straight at you

“Oh hi Kacchan!” Midoriya says as Bakugo storms up

“What the hell are you two bothering her for?” Bakugo growls as Todoroki and Midoriya study him

“We were just asking Yn to help us study, it’s not big deal,” Todoroki added as you watched their interaction

“Yeah well don’t!” Bakugo spat, his volume now attracting the attention of many of the students

The entire class 1-A is all about this drama

“Uhh Kaachan,” Midoriya starts to say before Todoroki interrupts

“YN said she would help us so we are going to study now. Come on Yn!” He says, grabbing your hand and tugging you towards the study areas

Oop 😶

“I’m coming with!” Bakugo adds as Midoriya just stands there

“Kaachan you just told me earlier you wouldn’t help me study,” he added as Bakugo stomped after you and Todoroki

“Shut up you damn nerd!” He shouted

The entire study session was a bit awkward to say the least

Bakugo sat on one side of you while Todoroki sat on the other, just glaring at each other the entire time

Both you and Midoriya were hella uncomfortable as you tried your best to help the boys

“YN thanks so much for helping us! We really appreciate it,” Midoriya said as you smiled and nodded

“You nerds still don’t get this stuff,” Bakugo scoffed as Todoroki glared

“Well we would if you’d let Yn have an inch of space to explain anything!” He gritted out and Bakugo snarled back

“Ok well this was fun,” Midoriya interrupted :D, “but I think we should get going!”

He grabbed Todoroki and began to tug him out the door

“Thanks again YN, we really appreciate it!” He shouted as he pushed the other boy along with him

Bakugo glared as the boys left, sitting next to you as you stared down at your notes

“Come on, let’s go get something to eat,” Bakugo said, grabbing your notebook, book and holding onto your hand

Your eyes widened at his sudden forcefulness

He paraded you thought the corridors, glaring at anyone who DARE say anything to him or you

“Well dang, he really does like her,” Kirishima said as Denki and Mina nodded, watching probably the oddest couple they have ever seen walk though the halls

After that day, Bakugo always stood close to you, seeking you out whenever he could

He barely spoke to you, a wordless nod here and there as he waited for you to pack up

Your relationship with Bakugo was rather an odd one

You found comfort in sitting next to him, studying or watching TV

Eventually he would open up a bit and you would as well

You found him visiting your room often, brining you meals he cooked

“Thanks Karasuki,” you’d say as he blushed

He had been wanting to ask you out for a while now but this was completely new territory for our precious explosion boy

“Uh YN, how would you like to go on a walk with me?” He said, rubbing the back of his head

“Uhh sure,” you said shyly, grabbing your cardigan and following him

You walked around campus, feeling secure within the confines of U.A.

When suddenly, he just blurted it out

“YN I like you!” Bakugo shouted as you froze, your head turning to look at him

“Umm I like you too Katsuki,” you blushed back

“Would you consider being my girlfriend, I mean you don’t have to or anything-”

“YES!” You shouted as Bakugos eyes widened in your direction

Damn Yn, chill the whole campus is going to hear you 🫣

Your eyes shot open as Bakugo smiled and chuckled to himself, “you’re such a nerd but you’re my nerd.”

He grabbed your hand and walked you back to the dorms

After that night, Bakugo was always by your side

Every chance he had, he would seek you out, sometimes finding you studying or quietly reading a book

He adored watching you as you silently went about your business, never making waves or doing anything unnecessary

When it came time for individual studies, Bakugo was nervous

Now, he knew you could handle yourself out there

He had seen you fight and seen your skills first hand

But still, he worried about his sweet, shy girlfriend

“YN be careful ok?” He said before kissing your forehead as you turned to leave

“Getting a little soft aren’t we Kaachan,” Midoriya gushed as Bakugo snapped his head towards him

“DEKU YOU NERD IM GOING TO BLOW YOU UP IF YOU DONT GET OUT OF HERE!” He shouted as you smiled

“Katsuki, I’ll be fine. I can do this,” you said as he smiled and nodded

However that night, you found yourself regretting those words

“Alright girly give it up and surrender!” A man shouted as he kicked you in the ribs

Your partner was unconscious and down and you had been knocked on the ground

A false call had come in, trapping both you and your pro mentor in a dangerous position

“Ugh get off of me!” You whined as another kick was delivered to your stomach

“Katsuki, help me,” you whined before your vision went blank

Bakugo paced back and forth as he watched the clock

You were 10 minutes late, you were never just 10 minutes late

“Bakubro chill dude! YN is fine!” Kirishima said as Bakugo sneered at the redhead

“YN is a very competent individual and she’s with one of the best pros in the city,” Todoroki added as Bakugo glared in his direction

“This happens sometimes, being a hero isn’t exactly a 9 to 5 job,” Aizawa interrupted as Bakugo looked at him

“She’s never been late without letting me know,” He said, practically running a hole in the floor

“Bakugo-” Aizawa said as his phone began to ring

“Hello? Yes this is he,” Aizawa said as his voice went silent

“Ok where is she? Do you know where they are? Yes she’s one of my students,” he said as Bakugo took three large strides, standing in front of his teacher

“What the hell is going on?” He growled as Aizawa tried to listen

“Yes I know where that is, send as much backup as you can and I’ll meet you there,” he said before hanging up his phone and turning on his heel

Bakugo ran in front of him, blocking his way

“That was about YN wasn’t it? Where the hell is she?” He shouted

“She was captured along with her mentor in the abandoned toy factory by the river,” Aizawa said as he ran past Bakugo and the others

His classmates watched as Bakugo began to seethe

“Bakugo, you need to calm down,” Mina said, slowly approaching him

“Yeah the pros will get her and she will be fine!” Denki added

However, Bakugo wasn’t listening.

He suddenly stormed out of the school, blasting himself towards the direction of the abandoned factory

“Well crap,” Mina said as she watched him blast away

“Rock, paper, scissors for who has to chase him?” Kirishima said looking at Midoriya

Bakugo was gone, blasting himself as fast as he could towards you

“That idiot! I knew I should have went with her!” He growled as he approached the warehouse

Meanwhile, you slowly came out of your unconscious state, body hurting everywhere as you saw the group of men talking

“So who do we kill first? The little girl or the pro?” He said

“I don’t know, she’s kind of a cutie, maybe we should hold her hostage for some money,” one said as you grimaced at the thought

Suddenly you heard a loud blast, managing to cover yourself quickly as wood flew everywhere

“Not today!” Bakugo screamed as he blasted everything in sight

Seriously someone should probably warn him about that temper of his

“Katsuki,” you whined our as Bakugos eyes flew to yours

He raced over to you, grabbing you up in his arms, “we have to get you out of here!”

“No! Take them first, they are really hurt!” You said as Bakugo shook his head

“YN we don’t have time for this!” He growled as you squirmed in his arms

“I said let me go Katsuki! Take them first!” You said as Katsuki grit his teeth and sore under his breath

“Damn woman! What the hell is wrong with you?” He said, setting you down and grabbing your mentor before blasting out

The fire, started by our favorite boi 💅, was now raging around you

You managed to get to your feet, going to the two men who had held you hostage and hoisting one of them up

“What the hell? YN where did you go?!?” Bakugo yelled as you shouted for him through the flames

“Katsuki help me!” You shouted as he found you helping the criminals

“YN come on! This place is going down!” He shouted, “nows not the time to play hero!”

“Im not playing hero Katsuki and I’m not letting them die!” You screamed as Bakugo balled his fists up, grabbing the other man he had beat to a pulp

“God I liked it when you were quieter!” He scratched out as you both managed to break through the doors, exiting to lights flashing

You collapsed as Bakugo set down the other man, running to grab you

“YN! YN stay with me!” He said before you blacked out

A few hours later ⏳

You winched as you awoke, the pain in your ribs excruciating

“Don’t move Yn, I need a little more time to heal you,” recovery girl said as you laid back

Bakugo stood, leaning against the wall as he scowled at you

You hoped recovery girl would take a few days at this point to heal you, giving Katsuki enough time to forget any of this happened

“…and we are done!” She said as your eyes widened, knowing there was no way that you would ever escape this room without a lecture

Recovery girl left as Katsuki continued to glare at you

You 👉🏻👀😗 🎶

Bakugo 👉🏻😠 Yn-

You 👉🏻 🫡

Suddenly Bakugo closed the gap, his lips slamming onto yours as you squeaked a little

He pulled back, still glaring at you, “don’t you ever and I mean EVER, do that again nerd or I’ll blow your ass up!”

You smiled at him, his eyes softening a little bit

“Stop being such a hardass on your girlfriend bakubro!” Kirishima said from the door as Mina, Denki, Midoriya and Todoroki watched on

“Get the hell out of here before I kill you!” Bakugo snarled as you giggled

You sure caught yourself a good one Yn 🥰

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absolutebl · 5 months

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Favorite first kiss?

Favorite First Kisses!

Doozie of a question. Here we go...

1 Until We Meet Again

I mean COME on. How could this not be the #1 best first kiss? It's so gentle and so good and so hot and just... EVERYTHING a first kiss should be in life. A++ romantic

2 Old Fashion Cupcake

THE LONG SHOT. The desperation. The finger bite. The oozing THIRST. A++ quality desire incarnate

3 Why R U? Korea

Korea, scooping in a top spot? It's just the body language, the striding in, dropping the backpack, the surprised MUTUAL response (no flinching), and all the yearning. A++ want

(Foreshadow: This may... or may not... be my top kiss of 2023.)

4 Bad Buddy

Seriously boys, BOYS! You had to make it so beautiful and so painfully heartbreaking at the same time? Thanks for that. A++ pain

(They may have a light kiss before this one, I can't remember. I keep meaning to do a BB rewatch but I have to gear up for it.)

5 Semantic Error

I mean, well, OBVIOUSLY. Just A++ they perfect, no notes

6 Second Chance

I am pretty sure this one got best kiss of 2021. All you KinnPorche stans are sleeping on this little gem = Tong delivering what amounts to BLs best drunk kiss ever. FIGHT ME. A++ confused needy babies

7 About Youth

Speaking of sweet af first kisses from first timers. This one drips in sweet innocence including a rainbow and some smiles. A++ first sweethearts

8 HIStory 2 Crossing the Line

Okay the actors kiss for a dream sequence before this but this is the characters' first kiss, so that kinda counts, right? It's just such a pretty kiss. A++ stay on target, stay on theme, utterly unique

9 My Dear Gangster Oppa

Ya know this show is just so much fun and so solid and this pair deserves more accolades then their previous series afforded them. A++ finally, well done you

10 I Feel You Linger in the Air

Okay it's just all the dialogue and execution around this kiss is great and then the kiss ALSO doesn't disappoint. Plus permission and snark and so much more. A+++ class & storytelling

Also, whaan (sweet) is a really good word to have seared into one's brain in Thailand. Useful when ordering drinks.

Okay they kinda kissed before but this is the one that counts:

I didn't know how else to put this category but I had to include it so I could include this kiss:

We Best Love

The crying bridge-top kiss. I mean COME ON. One of my favorite kisses of all time. I love it when the weep+smooch.

La Pluie

Honestly? All their kisses are good so I can't remember if this was their first but, it great. Frankly, off all their kisses it's not my absolute favorite, but they deserve a mention because... wow boys. Just... wow.

The Eclipse

Because of their dynamic I am pretty sure there was something before this one, but this one lives in my head.

Be Loved In House I Do

I'm not sure this counts as their first because I can't remember the sequence in BLIHID (he through line is a bit wonky in my brain) but it is a killer kiss.

There should be more Taiwan but...

The thing is, once a Taiwanese BL starts delivering great kisses they just keep it up. So unless the narrative puts particularly strong plot intent on the "firstness" of that first kiss, they just get all sexy domestic muddled in my head.

Honor the Crumbs - Sides & Shorts, Best First Kisses

Some More

"You can kiss me, heong."

2 Moons 2 - MingKit

It's just such a sweetly perfect first kiss of the very first time variety. Before About Youth, we had these two.

Cutie Pie - NueaSin

Kissing the kiss that won them their own series. No other audition needed. In the land of amazing kisses, and up against Zee, this ONE stood way out. Very good boys. Very good indeed.

kiss x kiss x kiss - perfect scandal (AKA the office ep)

Look, this is the kiss we should have gotten in Cherry Magic. It's great, both the hesitant "permission given" first part and everything that comes next. Track this down if you can, it's a lovely little short from Japan.

My Secret Love - TimMai

Very minor side dishes but they were all I cared about in this show. They gave me the kiss I wanted even if they didn't get the screen time the deserved.

You're My Sky - SanAi

We all know they stole this show, not that there was much to steal.

Kiss Me Again - PeteKao

Maybe not the best as a kiss, but it was 2016 and this was SO SIGNIFICANT to the fandom, to the plot of the show, to coming out, to EVERYTHING. This is THE TayNew kiss. I will never forget it. Never.

I don't have a good screen cap but MarkOuwen's kiss in the taxi in Love is Science? was also fantastic.

(source)

Kisses as of Dec 2023. Not responsible for great first kisses that come after this date.

Opinion and preferences based on these ideas of good kiss chemistry.

I want you thoughts, RT and add your favorites or leave a comment. I'm sure I'm forgetting some.

MORE?

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vs120shound · 4 months

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Debut of one of SSW's most attractive SF models/actresses, Tiffany, of France. Appears as though she is a heavy, longtime smoker!

THE INTRODUCTION OF TIFFANY ON SMOKING SWEETIES (SPAIN)!

★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ | Four-and-a-Half "Stars"

From vs120shound staff | ★★★★★ (S/R)

Dual-Media 11-Pack Megapost!

HAD QUIT FOR 4 MONTHS BUT IS BACK SMOKING!

Tiffany is a French stewardess in diplomatic relations as well as a fashion model. She had been a pack-a-day smoker for 12 years ⏤ starting her love affair with cigarettes as a teenager ⏤ before her four-month bid to quit smoking that ended this past autumn only a few days before Fran, the SSW web-master/web producer, shot her by capturing her beauty, seductive nature and stylish, strong smoking. Math indicates that she is in her late-20s or early-30s!

This video has been out in the public domain for approaching a month now on the Smoking Sweeties (Spain) website, with its mid-December 2023 release. Part of the narrative/description on www.smokingsweeties.com . . . "Her smoking style is intense, cheek-hollowing drags and cigarette flashing is combined with double-drags with nose jets [exhales], natural French inhales and erect drags."

Photos of Tiffany from the Smoking Sweeties Website!

Here are some excerpts from comments on the webpage for the video, named Tiffany: Getting Back Into Her Habit:"

Bombshell Tiffany 4 weeks ago, by Anonymous "WOW! Tiffany is gorgeous bombshell and an intense smoker. Beautiful great deep double-drags combined with fierce jets of nose exhales. I love ladies [who] smoke those strong 100 Reds. So please bring her back, a new stunning star is born. Great work (again), SSW!"

Gorgeous! Let's See More Of Her! 3 weeks ago, by Jon "I just downloaded this video and watched it today. What a gorgeous woman! I hope we can see more of her, maybe in some outfits that show off her legs like short shorts or a skirt? She is an incredible smoker with great inhales and exhales and the discussion in this video was top notch. I hope she comes back. Bravo again for a superb new star!"

ANCHOR PHOTOGRAPH OF TIFFANY!

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cosmicstarlatte · 8 months

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Pumpkin Carving (Obey Me!)

The guys want to try out pumpkin carving. How does it go?🎃

»Characters: Demon Bros+Dia, brief side characters as judges »Tags: Humor/Fluff, Bulleted Fic »Notes: Part of OM! Flufftober 2023 // reblogs are always loved & appreciated :3 // halloween divider by saradika!

Lucifer: The Show Off™️

Decided to go for an intricate design for his pumpkin

He worked carefully & put his entire lucifussy in it

It was beautiful watching him work his magic he looked like he was creating a symphony

However his pumpkin looked like mush in the end

Everyone laughed. Everyone. Satan & Belphie the hardest.

Solomon: "...it looks great Lucifer. I can see the hard work you-"

"Don't patronize me."

Mammon: Macaroni Art Vibes™️

Complained saying the whole thing was lame but he got really into it

"Heh, look at the little guy!"

It actually looked really cute for his first pumpkin, it had a simple silly face!

Took photos with it only because "it's the type of thing you're suppose to do!"

The judges liked his very much & he came in 3rd place🙂

"...Ya so where's my reward!?"

Levi: Limited Edition Collector's Item 2023: Akuzon Fall Exclusive™️

Geeked out because he always wanted to carve a pumpkin! JUST LIKE ANIMES!

Of course he had a ruri chan stencil already made, he was waiting for this day

His pumpkin actually looked really good & made with love! He even added glowsticks to it!

However dun dun dun, tragedy struck!

He dropped it before he could show the judges

Poor baby cried his eyes out & you guys had to buy him his favorite milk tea

Satan: The Smashing Pumpkins™️ (please don't sue me, thanks!!!)

A little too good with a knife

Made the best intricate design out of everyone, it wowed the judges (& pissed off Lucifer)

Then he started punching & smashing it, completely obliterating it

Beel tried to eat the flying pieces that flew into the air

Delicately placed a pretty candle on top of the mush as the finishing touch

Solomon: "...You know what I like it."

He came in 2nd place!

Asmo: Bedazzled & Bright™️

"It screams 'I AM the now' you know!?"

I mean, he added jewels & even a mini light up disco ball inside

He carved his face into it & it projected his face onto a wall

some say they saw it reflect on the night sky like a hero signal

Was Luke's favorite because it looked fun & bright!

Note: his pumpkin got stolen off the HOL porch during the night.

Beel: Frankenstein Era™️

I know what you're thinking & no he didn't eat it 😐

(Everyone made sure he was well fed before doing the group activity)

His pumpkin looked the silliest, he added mini pumpkins to it & stacked them

Solomon: "What do you think would happen if we brought that thing to life?"

Barb: "Don't."

He did snack on the few pumpkin pieces that got carved out

...OK yeah he ate it all in the end but that was later!!! Leave him alone! He tried so hard!!!

Belphie: BANKSY™️

Didn't really want to participate but whatever brother Lucifer says, goes.

While everyone carved & decorated their pumpkin, he just napped on his like a pillow

Lucifer scolded him for doing nothing to his pumpkin

Belphie challenged him saying it was a work of art & up to interpretation

The judges 'ooo & ahh'd'

His pumpkin came in 1st place

LuciferGrindingHisTeeth.jpg

It's possible Lucifer chucked the pumpkin into oblivion when no one was looking

Diavolo: THE Pumpkin Face™️

"You can't beat the classics!"

Wanted to do a classic pumpkin face to keep human tradition! He appreciates human culture!

He took his time, stenciling was fun & cutting was a little rough

It got a little messy but he enjoyed it

The pumpkin ended up being a thing of nightmares but no one had the heart to tell him

(Barbatos cringing in the background)

Luke fainted at the sight. Dia naively took it as a sweet compliment

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justsome-di · 1 year

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Now a Pulitzer Prize winning book (don’t fact check this, just trust me) and featured on Obama’s 2023 Summer Reading List!

You should be reading Nobody Ends Up Dead in a Bathtub, Everyone Keeps Their Organs! Why? See above.

It’s a good story if I do say so myself. And if you read it, you’re a cool kid. Don’t you want to be a cool kid? This is something called peer pressure, and it usually works.

But for real, if you read Nobody Ends Up Dead then you’re going to go on a good adventure with good characters I guarantee you will love. Not to brag, but it is a pretty good story. There’s funny one-liners, a cute plot, and relatable characters that have been developed for years. Just heed warnings at the beginning of chapters. NEUD deals with some heavy topics such as eating disorders.

NEUD is officially all online for free. But you can still access bonus chapters and short stories on Patreon for only $4.

Links:

AO3

Wattpad

Patreon (Patrons had early access to the whole novel and also get exclusive short stories with the characters and sneak peaks for new projects!)

Netflix Previews

Characters’ Playlists

You can also check out my carrd if there are any updates to how/where I post, it’ll probably be the most accurate place to find new or updated links.

Transcript under cut:

The Story is Dope

A New York office worker and a sex worker get set up on a date--one thinking it's a real blind date, the other under the impression it's an ordinary appointment. After realizing it was all a shitty prank, they set out for revenge. Their plan: show up to an upcoming Halloween office party as a genuine couple, convincing the pranksters they genuinely fell in love and refusing to let themselves become the butt of the joke.

Our main characters are Alex, an awkward admin assistant for a medical company who hasn't been on a date since he was a teenager, and Damián, a sex worker who seems way out of Alex's league but keeps insisting on spending time with him so they can perfect their revenge scheme.

The novel features a diverse cast and explores sex positivity. I also like to believe that it portrays sex work well. Damián is a hardworking man, doing what he loves, and meeting mostly great people along the way--but he also would benefit greatly if sex work was decriminalized and therefore had better resources at his disposal.

If you're looking for a story with LGBT characters that's mostly light-hearted but still packs a punch every few chapters, this is it! Overall, it's a happy story.

The Characters!

oh boy the characters!

we got Damián who's hardworking and doting on his lil bro but oh wow does he have some angst

we got Alex who is nothing more than a burning ball of anxiety trying his best--all too relatable

Leo, Damián's bro, is an ally, and he will make sure everyone knows. Also has angst.

Eve, Alex's lil sister, is an edgy teen who's failing calc and runs a queer book club

together, they're a weird lil dysfunctional family

I'll be honest. There's a lot of love in this story. From me and among the characters. The characters love each other, and I think the readers love them, too.

It touches on a lot of loneliness--inspired by how I've felt since Covid started--and a lot of the conflicting emotions that come with being gay. What happy endings do we deserve? What about happy middles?

It's a touching book about learning to be a better person and finding people who love you--platonically and romantically.

Here are some of my fave parts:

And then there was a streak of gray hair that shocked Alex. A streak of gray hair off to the side, nestled close to a salt and pepper beard. Textured hands held cocktails. Little, subtle lines creased when mouths laughed. Alex held his breath. On the packed floor, they were the only people Alex could see. They were laughing and holding each other and enjoying themselves, firmly in the place they knew they belonged. Flashes of teeth pressed against each other, disappearing for long seconds at a time.

“Sorry,” Alex said. “Your arm got heavy on top of me.” “You’re a little mouse of a man. I didn’t mean to crush you.” “I’m what?”

“A dog!” Damián cooed as he sat across from the lesbians. “His name is Yam,” Martin said.

“His name is Yam,” Damián cried. Kris and Clara released Yam and gently nudged him to Damián. Ecstatic, Damián picked him up and set him on his lap. “His name is Yam,” he repeated to Alex. “I heard.”

But he couldn’t deny that he was having a good time. It was like intense yoga with the perk of having a cock shoved up his ass. He was going to feel limber as fuck after.

“Can I do anything?” Alex asked. “To help cheer you up?”

“You don’t have to worry about me.”

“I’d like to. If you let me.”

“Wow this sounds great where can I read it?”

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tswiftcore · 6 months

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“Had a sort of crazy day yesterday, umm, because I started off my morning by getting the extraordinary news that because of you and because of the way you have supported my album midnights, it just got nominated for 6 Grammys!”

(insert cute dance).

“You’re the best, you continue to be the best, you’re the only reason anything like that ever happens in my life and, um, so I was like-“

(Argentina starts chanting olay, olay, olay)

(Taylor smiles)

“Wow guys. I love it- I love it when you olay, olay, olay.”

(indicipherable/crowd cheers)

(Taylor laughs)

“Umm, so that was how my morning started off, right, so like we get great news in the morning and then, and I’m like, okay I’m about to go out and play the craziest, best show ever because I was like, we’re celebrating tonight, right? This was for last night. I was like, “we are celebrating tonight!” I’m like, so excited to get on that stage and then I get a call from my management and they were- they had to explain to me that it was not- you know, we’d been expecting a rain show but they said it’s way worse than we thought. The weather is out of control, it is absolutely unsafe, it’s torrential rains, it’s lightning, it’s thunderstorms, and we absolutely could not physically, um, put on a show, and we couldn’t put you in that position. We just- we had to postpone the show to Sunday so if any of you have any friends that were going to come to the show last night, just tell him how heartbroken I was to not be able to play for them, and I’m so excited to see them Sunday, and I really hope that they can can- they can make it that night. Cause that’s just tomorrow, you know? I get to see everybody that I was gonna see last night, tomorrow, and I’m really really excited about that cause’ I just live to play these shows for you. It’s just- it’s my whole personality is getting to write songs and then get on a stage and sing them with you, and- and it really blows my mind that maybe we grew up in different parts of the world, but, I think if we’re all here tonight singing the same words and dancing together, feeling the way that we’re all feeling, umm.. that maybe that we probably all went through similar things and learnt similar lessons, and that makes me so happy, to be in Argentina, feeling this sense of connection.“

- Taylor Swift, champagne problems speech, Buenos Aires Night 2 - 11 November, 2023

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dreamauri · 10 months

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‧˚⊹ 𝗱𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 ଓ :: 𝗠𝗩𝟭 ‧₊˚⤾

you are reading :: part five !!

╭╯ pairing . . . max verstappen x fem! driver! oc! ) ┊ summary . . . its over, its all over ) ┊ genre . . . angst) ╰╮ warning . . . illusions of mental breakdown, bad mothering [sorry lei], lil sad )

☆★ finally getting to the good part :') kind of a filler, sorry ━━━━

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MEDIA DAY Saturday July 27 2023 — Circuit de Spa-Francorchamps, Belgium

A-Z WINNERS

"This should be quiet fun considering I have no life outside of racing." You joked, putting your hands on your hips. "Is there a time limit, yes? Great."

"OK, A for Alonso. Duh. B, for Jenson button. C is for c*nt." You said with a straight face making several people around the room laugh. You couldn't help the smile the creeped on your face.

"Wait. Who has a name that starts with C? . . . Caucasian man. Thats who- OH MY GOD CLARK! I forgot." You chuckled moving on. "What comes after C? A, b, c, d! D stands for d*ck. E stands forrrrr-"

"G, would've been nice to say my mom's name but she was slow." You joked wiping your face giggling. "Gasly."

"K, . . . Who? Hint?" "Three on the grid." "There's three on the grid? What the— ME! FUCK! thats me." You laughed face palming, falling on the floor laughing your ass off. "Leon Kraus, Ashton Kraus, Felix Kraus, Alexander Kraus, Fritz Kraus, Y/N Kraus and of course Killian Kraus . . . Killian those bitches . . . I think he's getting married actually." "He already did." "Oh yeahhhhhh." "He's got a kid." "No." You gaped at her, jaw on the floor. "When was this? I'm an aunt? No body told me."

"You're the only one who didn't get it right away." "Oh nooooo."

"S issssss, who's name starts with s. Give me a hint." "On the grid" "who?- Oh! SAINZ!" You smiled brightly giggling. "Oh shit, I could've said Schumacher, sorry. Two Schumackers, no?"

"V, Verstappen but we know which one. Maximus of course."

YOUNGEST TO OLDEST

"Dinosaur." You slapped Fernando's on the top of the board. "He was born 2 seconds ago— he wasn't even born yet." You joked slipping Meike's name on the bottom of the board.

A giggle came from your mouth as you looked at the board, you had only two names down from the 20 drivers you were supposed to rank from age. "I won." You decided nodding, a few laughs came from around making you relax and smile.

"I'm here." You placed your name above Meike. "And he's old as fuck." You placed Killian name under Fernando. "And him, I don't even know. He looks like he could be a dilf, but acts like he's three three." You places Max's name in the middle, with Lewis above and Lando below.

"He . . . Danny phanton is like three mentally, you can't convince me other wise." You chuckled placing his magnet above Max's. " . . . I- I know Magnussen has a daughter no?" "Two." "He has two daughters? Wow. Good luck with that. May the odds forever be in your favor."

"How good is that?" "Very good." The interviewer chuckled making you laugh." "You've got the bottom half right." You hid your face leaning down laughing. "Good enough, no?" You giggled watching someone take away the board and place a flip board instead.

WHO SAID THAT

"Oh no. What is this?" You flipped the first page, looking at the written text. "You have to guess who said that." "Not easy peasy lemon squeezy." You stretched you arms clearing your throat.

"Not me." You put a thumbs up smiling. "Is that a point? . . . Oh come on." You whined trying to think.

SURPRIZE

"Oooh, what's this?" You take the plaque handed to you. "Oh that's khofo." You turned board, pointing at the sfinx. "He looks way prettier in person." You chuckled, looking back at the photograph you admired the other famous landmarks and views from your home.

"Am I supposed to name all of these places? I haven't been that much around. Just luxor and delta." You chuckling looking confused. "Not Cairo or Giza?" You shook your head.

"You can see them next year then, when F1 goes to Egypt." You could feel yourself starting to smile as you looked at her unsurly. "What are you talking about?" You chuckled looking around the room confused. "I don't- wait no. You're not serious." You dropped your hands, jaw falling.

"Your joking." Your ran your hands through your hair. You could feel a wave of excitement rush through you as you jumped in your spot happily, fangirling. "We're going home! Yes yes yes!" You cheered throwing your fist up giggling happily.

"Oh my God. My family can come watch me." You covered your mouth as the idea dawned on you. "Oh my God. Yes yes yes yes! Yesss!"

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f1 BREAKING: Red Bull will no longer have a second driver for the remaining races this season. oh no 🫣

user YES YES YES YES

user am i dreaming? GOD HAS BLESSED US

user about time

user fucking finally, she was making it a shit show

user am i the only one in the comments here to complain about this? this is not fair ↳ user bro no one gives q fuck. Shut up and eat ↳ user she was so annoying etf you complaining about? ↳ user yeah the only good thing about her is her looks

user bye bye, dont come back. we're not going to miss you ❤️

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"Lei— okay." Max pulled the tween up on his lap, continuing with his stream while she laid on his chest quietly. "Mate! You still have her?!" "She's my good luck charm." Max smiled weakly patting the girls back.

That wasn't the reason Leila was still with Max though. Max kept one if his hands free at all time, patting the French-Egyptian's back or stroking her hair to give her the most amount of comfort he can offer.

Max could feel Leila's hug tighten every few minutes and it made his heart ache. She's going through too much and she's just a child.

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A jingle came from the carton box as you practically threw it on the floor next to the front door. Your shoes were kicked off and your travel bags flopped on the ceramic as you trudged into your home.

It was too quiet for your liking. And with the prime summer heat, you felt like you were going to melt.

Dings started to sound from your phone as soon as it connected to the wifi, and you could already hear the comments and posts, the tweets, the videos, articles, the memes, the drawings, you could hear of people making fun of you. It was buzzing in your ears. And you couldn't get it out of your head.

And in a moment of rage you threw your phone into down the hall, through the dinner table and salon, across the living room. SMASH. It wasn't going to bother you anymore. You dragged yourself upstairs, pulling the door to your room shut.

"Your tense." "OH WOW! I COULDNT TELL!" You turned to face your uncle's figure, tears welling up in your eyes as your hands visibly started to shake. "I have been working my ASS OFF. I PUT MY WHOLE LIFE INTO THAT GOD DAMN SPORT. I PUT YOUR TIME AND YOUR MONEY INTO THIS WASTE." You shouted, turning around your fist meeting the body mirror, panting heavily.

"Relax, nunu." "How can I relax?!" You turned into Marawan's body, hugging him tightly. "It's over. No one is going to want me now." Sobs escaped your mouth as you felt him softly brushing his fingers through your hair.

"Y/N— " "I'm just a stupid girl. I should've never even tried." "That's not true." "It is. I wasted my time. My effort. My childhood. My life!"

You collapsed on your knees struggling to wipe your vision clear. "What am I doing with my life?" You cried to no one, gripping your hair as you emptied your feelings on the ground.

"That's not true." You heard you mother assure, her cold hand gently caressing your back and she kneeled down beside you. "You made a friend, Max. You got closer with Leila. You baked, Y/N. When was the last time you baked? You took off your mask, how brave was that?"

"It wasn't on purpose." You muttered, chocking on your cries. "But you continued to be brave. You faced on your dad. You faced the world. And you raced with your brothers, you always wanted to do that."

"I raced against them. Not with them." You corrected her. "And it was Killian too. Your golden son crashed into me. And now I have a hole in my hip."

"You choose the sport, Y/N." You pushed her away before she could caress your head, turning away from her, hugging your knees. "No. You did."

"You're the one who got that stupid scholarship. You're the one who went to germany, met dad and married him. You're the one who got in that stupid car. You're the one who smoked. You're the one who put all your expectations, gave me all your dreams to complete. You're the one who died."

"And I was such a bad daughter." You sobbed to yourself. "I couldn't complete your wish. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"Leila is going to live with that stupid woman—"

"Your mom's here." Leila shook her head wrapping her little arms around Max's neck. "No." She held him tighter. "I stay with Max." She begged in the little English she learned. "Yallah." The older woman pulled the tween from his wrist dragging her away. "Stop being a pain in my ass. Let's go."

"Red bull is going to lose a lot of points—"

Max was carrying the whole team on his back, struggling to stay in p2 and p3 through the races with the other teams taking his broken defence to their advantage.

"All because of me."

You cried in the dusty pink room alone. All alone.

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2007 — El GAMAZI ESTATE, FRANCE

"Killian? Sho bete3mel hena?" [what are you doing here] The rain soaked boy looked like a deer caught in headlights. He could only shrug, he himself confused qbout his where abouts. "Ana . . ." [i] He sighed shakily, pulling his late mother's helmet from his back pack.

Tears started to well up in his eyes, as he held out the ancient egyptian themed hear protection. "It belongs with the El-Gamazis." He sniffed wiping his eyes. "Mom would have wanted you to have it."

"Oh Killian." The boy was pulled into the household, wrapped in a towel and given hot chocolate, the helmet by his side. "Nunu maogoda?" [is nunu here] He asked quietly watching his grandparents and uncle rush around the room.

"Meen? 'Nubis? Betsou2 barah." [who? 'nubis? she's driving outside] 'but it's raining outside' he furrowed his eyes looking out the window. There you were indeed, perfecting your driving skills in your new kart, probably freezing to death but to concentrated to know.

"I want Nunu to be at the track on Sunday for mama's moment of silence." Killian, took a hold of Marawan's shirt, stopping him in his tracks. "El 7ad? . . . Mashi. 7ader." [sunday? ok, we will be there]

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devilscastle69 · 5 months

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panic! at the drugstore (j/jk, nanami)

hiiiii @ezynse merry xmas, happy new year, happy day. <3

im ur secret santa. <33 i hope u like this fic. ily. i want u to know the j key on my keyboard is challenged so i wrote "Goo" by accident sm ToT

(sorry for the title i dont even rlly listen to them i- )

please keep this to sneeze kink blogs only! 18+ only!

Summary stuff:

Fandom: J/JK

Characters: Nan//ami, Go/jo, Ijic/hi, Yu/ji,

Pairings: slight nana/go. in the way la croix has flavor

Good future AU (no bad stuff, everyones an adult. set in 2023)

As soon as Nanami detected Gojo’s presence, he should have turned on his heel and left. Instead, he’d gone into the drugstore, reasoning that the necessity of his trip outweighed the aggravation it’d cause. He wasn’t naive enough to hope he’d get out of here without any additional psychic damage but maybe he’d luck out and Gojo would—

“Nanami!” Gojo sang from a few aisles over. This was starting to play out like one of his nightmares. Verbatim. “Wow, you shop here too?!”

“Not anymore.”

Gojo laughed easily and brushed off the obvious rejection with a wave of his hand. “Oh, don’t act like you’re not happy to see your best buddy!”

“I have no such thing.” Nanami sighed and drew out a cough in the process which he managed to muffle into the sleeve of his jacket. Anyone else would have read the room and left him alone, but Gojo continued to chatter on at a volume unfit for the public space they were in. If only he’d move back a few centimeters so Nanami could escape without having to push past him and potentially causing a bigger scene than they’re already causing. He’d already used up his energy—both cursed and otherwise—at work today and he was quickly fading.

For the first time, he wished he could focus on the bubblegum pop blasting through the speakers with its sentiments of Sakura blossoms and old times; it would beat trying to follow the embellished story Gojo was telling. He pinched the bridge of his nose. To make matters worse, the temperature change had caused the congestion that had mostly settled by the end of the train ride over here to return with a vengeance. His nose threatened to drip and he risked a small sniffle. Immediately, he recognized it as a mistake when the lingering prickle sharpened and traveled deeper into his nose.

As if he hadn’t sneezed enough today.

“And after all that I got some wagashi at this great place near the hospital, Great Luck right? And haha it was! Anyway, the point is… I got some stuff for Yuji, but then I got hungry waiting for the car so I figured I’d better make up for it.”

Nanami made a point of checking his watch as a last ditch effort for a polite departure, less for Gojo’s sake and more for the sake of everyone else in this godforsaken store. But most of all for his own sake, considering he’s quickly losing the battle against the pertinent tickle up his right nostril. “I don’t have time to talk,” he said evenly, breath only wavering once he’s gotten the last word out.

Unfortunately, Gojo clasped his shoulder, refusing to let him leave. “Did you take the train here? We could carpool instead, Ijichi is—”

“ht’KKxt!” Nanami interrupted with a poorly restrained sneeze directed into the sleeve of his jacket.

“Bless you!” Gojo’s head lolled to the side; he had the decency to release him, but otherwise didn’t move out of his personal space. Nanami nodded and turned away. “Wow, that sounded painful. You okay?”

It was. “hGNXt’ch! h’kKt…chh.” Damnit. “Hh- kmpht’Chhh!” He might not have been able to see Gojo’s eyes, but he sure could feel them on him. This tickle just wasn’t going to quit until he let it out, and he’d rather end this as soon as possible. “h’eSCHh!”

“Oh bless you.” Gojo, ever uncaring of displaying any decorum, took zero steps away from him. He examined him from a few different angles, tapping his chin as he hovered. “Bet I can guess why you’re here today!”

“Excuse me.” He pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed small circles all the way into the inner corners of his eyes and tried to ignore the heat that had risen to his ears. His head pounded even harder than it had before.

“Always so formal, huh?”

Always so inappropriately casual, huh? Nanami glanced at Gojo’s basket and its contents: strawberry shampoo, bags of candy, winter apple body wash, face masks, moisturizer, cotton candy flavored lip gloss, and more items he couldn’t quite make out, but surely none of them were essential enough to inconvenience Ijichi in the way Gojo was. Everything he’s learned about Satoru Gojo has been against his will, and now he’s horrified that his brain was wasting the time wondering if he’s one of those people who can’t go to the store and truly buy one item.

“So, how was your—”

“I don’t have time to talk. Excuse me.” Risking a shoulder check, Nanami walked towards the aisles. He tried not to sniffle more than strictly necessary and tried to ignore the extra set of footsteps behind him. Key word was tried.

“Oh wow, you really sound terrible.” Gojo said sympathetically, continuing to haunt Nanami all the way to the cold and flu aisle. “How long have you had that cold?”

Why did it have to be Gojo?

“Stop following me.”

“You forgot your basket, though.”

So he did. “I don’dt need that much.” It was true, but Nanami accepted the basket anyway from the pouting man.

“Mm, really? You kinda sound like you’re dying, y’know.” Gojo wandered around the aisle and picked up a box of medicine that he held up to his blindfolded eyes. “No offense.” A man started walking in their direction, took one look at Gojo, and immediately turned around. Nanami released a small forlorn sigh through gritted teeth.

“I’ll be finde.” he said, clearing his throat. He could curb the hoarse quality his voice had taken on, but the congestion was something he’d have to live with for now. “You mentionded Ijichi is waiting?”

“Yeah, so hurry up, Nanami!”

“I will n’dot be ri-ridi’hhgg wih—” He’d gotten distracted and hadn’t noticed that the itch from before had been slowly respawning. Gojo gave a questioning hum as Nanami his knuckle to his nose, sniffled sharply, and cleared his throat again. “I will not be riding with you.”

“Aw, not with me?”

Nanami shot him a glare. All of his efforts were in vain because the urge to sneeze returned with a vengeance and demanded his attention in a way that put Gojo’s efforts to shame. The prickle spread like wildfire through his sinuses, and in spite of his efforts in snuffing it out, he’d allowed himself to get distracted enough to give the enemy the advantage. “Hh-!” He inhaled sharply before shoving the back of his wrist up to his nose. “nGhthsCH! hh’NGXTCHh’ueh!” That last one had been particularly loud but had been just as unrelieving as its predecessors. “hehH’TSChhiuh!”

Gojo patted his back. There was a warmth to his palm that Nanami could feel even through the layers of fabric acting as a buffer between them. “Bless you.” Using only his free hand, he easily broke the seal of a travel pack of tissues on the shelf and nudged a few tissues into Nanami’s palm.

“You’re supposed to pay first.” In spite of the protest, he fixed his glasses that were in danger of falling off his face and accepted the tissues; by noon, his handkerchief had become unusable and he’d already gone through the tissues he’d accepted at the train station this morning, so his options were limited. He turned away for a moment to blow his nose. While his efforts were productive, they did little to kill the taunting buzzing in the back of his nose. He pinched his nostrils shut from behind the tissue and willed the tickle to recede.

“Not yet! Hey if I buy your stuff will you ride with me? Wouldn’t you get back sooner that way? Oh, bless—”

“hh’MPHtchh!”

“—you again!”

He took a moment to massage the bridge of his nose in a silent apology to himself for the poor attempt at stifling before clearing his throat and bringing up sodden tissue to wipe the lingering moisture from the red rims of his nostrils.

No amount of free cold medicine would make spending his free time with this absolute menace in a small enclosed space worth it, but at the same time it’d be less aggravating for him to just go along with it in the long run. Gojo’s already made it clear he has no intention of leaving him alone. He gave half a nod and picked up the first bottle of cold medicine that he saw and a bag of face masks and took a few steps in the direction of the check out.

“That’s all you’re buying?” Gojo asked. His lips formed an exaggerated frown and his forehead wrinkled as if he was bewildered by Nanami’s shopping habits.

Nanami was too busy fighting a losing battle against the threat of another sneeze to tell Gojo to stop adding more items to the basket, but he managed to shoot him a pointed glare before his expression crumpled. “Hh- hehhH- …mPHTtshhiuh! Pardon,” he said more out of habit than anything and wiped his nose again, “I have more than enough now.”

“So frugal.”

He supposed the cough drops, vicks, lotion tissues, vitamins, and nasal spray wouldn’t hurt, especially if accepting them will get Nanami out of here faster. Since he’d already opened the tissues, he figured he might as well put on one of the masks in the pack. His glasses immediately fogged and he tucked them into his inner coat pocket.

After they’d approached the register Gojo told the cashier they would be paying together and nuzzled his cheek against Nanami’s shoulder in an intimate way. He’d smack him later.

The cold pierced through Nanami’s coat as soon as they opened the door. As annoying as this situation is, he can’t say he’s upset that he won’t have to walk back to the train station. They turned a corner and Gojo pointed out the car.

“I know, I know.” Gojo opened the door to the passenger side and abruptly wrapped an arm around Nanami’s shoulder, yanking him into the field of vision as if he’d run away. “That took a little longer than I said, but look who I ran into!”

“Nanamin!” Itadori called out from the back seat with a cheery wave. Nanami is just as surprised to see him, though he’d mostly tuned out Gojo’s story. “No way, what a coincidence!”

Nanami shot Gojo a withering look and gave a slight bow to Itadori. “Itadori-kun…”

“Think fast!” Gojo called out and threw a bag of candy at Itadori.

He caught it easily. “Wow, thank you, Gojo-sensei!”

“Gojo-san, we were meant to be back over a half hour ago—“

“Ijichiiii, you need to relax. Seriously, you’re already getting frown lines, that’s no good. Look, I even got something for you. Tadaaa~” He dropped a pack of instant udon into his lap and a face mask and made himself comfortable in the passenger seat. “Can you drop Nanami Kento-kun off first?”

“Don’t call me that.”

Ijichi sighed and took a moment before he half-heartedly thanked Gojo for the gifts. Then he turns to look at the backseat. “Of course, Nanami-san.” He and Nanami shared a quick glance as the cause of their stress tore into his own pack of candy and ate it noisily.

“Oh, why are you wearing a mask, Nanamin?” Itadori asked as Nanami sat next to him and put on his seatbelt. “Do you have a cold?”

“It’s alright,” Nanami assured him and cleared his throat, “just a mild one.”

“I dunno if mild is the right word there, Nanamin.” Gojo interjected as Ijichi finally started driving.

Itadori’s face fell and Nanami sincerely considered kicking the back of Gojo’s chair, though he was too busy pinching his nose shut over the fabric of the mask to stifle a sneeze that had nearly escaped his detection. “hGXxt’chshh!- excuse me.”

“Bless you. I hope you feel better soon.” Itadori frowned and offered him a piece of candy. Nanami shook his head and Itadori shrugged and ate it himself.

“You’re gonna pop an eardrum like that,” Gojo chastised, clicking his tongue.

All of this was past the point of the nightmare he’d thought he was having earlier and was starting to veer into the fever dream category. Perhaps in more ways than one. Gojo flicked through the radio stations until he found what he was looking for and started singing along with a pop song. Itadori joined him and they pointed at each other while Nanami reflected on his life choices and folded his arms more tightly over his chest.

Nanami glanced at Ijichi’s GPS. Twenty minutes of this felt like a death sentence. His limbs had started aching a few hours ago and now that the adrenaline was long dead and he was sitting again, he felt it in full force. The sudden urge to lean his temple against the foggy window arose and he indulged in it, ever so slowly pressing his forehead to the window.

While Gojo was especially pitchy, the noise at least took the focus off of Nanami as he muffled a series of throat-tearing coughs against the crook of his arm. His lungs gave a slight whine as he regained his breath and he could feel the silent attention the other three men were giving him.

“Can you breathe okay, Nanamin?” Itadori asked, patting his shoulder. If it were anyone else, Nanami would have batted the hand away, but doing that to Itadori would feel like kicking a puppy and it's not like he was heartless. While most people become hardened and jaded after living the life of a jujutsu sorcerer, Itadori remained as kind and genuine as ever over the years.

Instead he nodded. “Yes. Don’t worry.”

Itadori gave him a thumbs up. The singing continued and he pitied Ijichi for how long he’s had to put up with Satoru Gojo today.

To Gojo’s credit, he toned down the singing, but Nanami almost wished he’d go back to his caterwauling, because his nose had chosen that moment to betray him yet again. It itched like mad and putting pressure on the tip of his nose did nothing to chase the feeling away. He did his best to muffle it into his sleeve anyway, hoping the extra layers would do anything to make it less intrusive than he knew it would be. “Hh- hgzt’SChhiuh! heHMPHhshh’ieuh!- pardon me.”

“Aw, bless you,” Gojo chimed in, stretching out his seatbelt as he turned his body around to face him. “Do you want my jacket, Nanamin?” He puckered his lips.

This time he let his shoe dig into the bag of Gojo’s chair. “No.”

Ijichi quietly turned up the heat. “Give him a break, Gojo-san,” he said tiredly.

The rest of the ride quite literally blurred together as Nanami fought to keep his eyes open. With the heat on, his chills were kept at bay, and it was easy to drift off to sleep. He jolted and shook himself awake at least three times before the familiar building came into view, and the third time, it’d been because Itadori was saying his name to get his attention. Ijichi pulled up closer and stopped the car. Nanami thanked him for the ride and held up a hand to stop Itadori from offering a side hug.

“Get well soon, Nana—”

Nanami shut the car door and ignored the rest of Gojo’s sentence. Getting into the apartment was a blur, but it wouldn’t be the first time he’d come home in rough shape, relying on autopilot. He immediately hung his jacket and loosened his tie, and then he removed his face mask, cringing as he pinched away the lingering moisture from his nostrils. He’d done his best to avoid rubbing his nose all day, but his efforts seemed to be in vain considering how sore it still was.

As much as he wanted to just collapse into the couch, his discipline won out and he managed to undress. Though, not without challenge. “huhh…HGSCHh’uh!” He sneezed all over his chest, too slow to cover in his exhausted state. Undeniably, it was a relief to be able to sneeze freely in the privacy of his bedroom. “hh-...hDJtSchh’euh! hhaH’DTzSHhh’ih!”

He found the tissues from the bag and blew his nose, letting out a slight hum of relief as some of the congestion came free. His eyes still ached and with a quick dose of medicine, he was ready to close them. He laid in bed with the extra throw blanket atop the comforter and waited for the chills to die down so he could sleep.

It was restful for the first few hours. As he’d anticipated, he woke up in the early hours of the morning coughing, hair clinging to his forehead with sweat, and his mouth bone dry.

3 AM.

It was too early for this. He forces himself into the kitchen to fill a tall glass with water and to find a few more items from the bag. He took the cough drops out and put one in his mouth and placed the rest of the bag on the bedside table.

Somehow knowing that he needed as much sleep as possible hindered him from doing so. He drifted in and out of sleeping for the entire morning, occasionally walking up mumbling something incomprehensible.

He was finally asleep until his phone went off a few minutes past 6 AM. It wasn’t his alarm, but an obnoxious ding.

Gojo:

heyyy nanamin~

… Nanami clenched his jaw as he watched the animated ellipses bubble and waited to see what could possibly be so important to disturb him.

Gojo:

good morning! 🌞hope u get some rest today hahaha :D you sounded awful 🤒dont go dying </3

Typically jujutsu sorcerers have about as much paid sick leave as he would’ve had at his former company: basically none. What kind of fucked up—

Nanami frowned, realizing he’d missed some other notifications, including the ones canceling his mission for the day. It’s easy to put the pieces together. He had to put the phone down to sneeze a few times, and it continued to ding throughout his fit.

Gojo:

we’ll have to go out when youre better!! next friday?? theres a new barcade i wanna try and then KARAOKE!!!!!! :DDD

Gojo:

Nanamiiiiii D:

Gojo:

don’t leave me on read

Gojo:

bless youuuuu :3

Gojo:

no i cant hear u im just guessing

Gojo:

was i right?? o.O

Nanami silenced his phone and went back to sleep, deciding to address the new situation, along with the strange feelings that’d started coming up, later. For now, at least he could relax.

Nanami:

Thank you.

#snzfic #snz #sneeze kink #my writing #j/jk #cold snz #sneeze fic #snz fic

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xxstraykidsaikoxx · 4 months

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The ambassadors for Valentino and Alexander McQueen have been invited to attend the W KOREA November 2023 Event! How will the Maknaes of SKZ handle it?

ෆ contents: fluff, wholesome moments

ෆ word count: 763

ෆ note - hey everyone! apologies for being away since my last post but ive been busy coming up with my next move! I'll explain the details in a later post, but basically im starting a new series of small/medium one-shots going more in depth in aiko's relationships with the members. today is for jeongin and we'll make our way to channie! hope you all enjoy!

Ever since they'd gotten the news, the two maknaes of Stray Kids had been both mentally and physically preparing for this day. Both Jeongin and Aiko had been invited to the W Korea event as ambassadors for their respective brands; Aiko for Valentino, and Jeongin for Alexander McQueen. Aiko and Jeongin are very close, all due to the fact that they're so close age, so when receiving word that they'd be arriving together made them feel more at ease, especially Aiko. It had been only a month or so since she had been made a global ambassador and, unlike her older members like Hyunjin, Felix and Jeongin, Aiko wasn't that comfortable with being too much in the spotlight. That being said, when the night of the event finally rolled around, she was a little nervous.

The car that was carrying the youngest members of SKZ was only moments away from dropping the two off at the famous W Korea event. "Ai, you've been fidgeting with your dress for the entire way here, are you sure you'll be okay?", Jeongin pressed, "I'll be fine, oppa, I'm just not used to events like this." Aiko replied, "It doesn't help being in this dress.." She added quietly. The dress Ai had been placed in was a short black dress with sequins sewed in nearly every where and one thing about Aiko, is that she despises sequins. It also didn't help that it was slightly cold by the time they'd arrived, and of course her dress had been slightly higher in the front part of the skirt, exposing her legs to the cold, unwelcoming air. When it was finally their turn to step out of the vehicle and onto the carpet, Jeongin took Ai's hand gently, "Listen, if you really need to leave, all you have to do is ask alright?" He mused. Aiko gave him a gentle smile. Jeongin had always looked out for her, as if she was his sister. Taking a deep breath, they stepped out into a sea of flashing lights. With linked arms, Aiko and Jeongin made their way down the carpet and into the center, where all the other idols and celebrities had been paused to take pictures. Making their way to their seats, Aiko had spotted a few of her idol friends, such as the members of ITZY minus Lia, Soobin of TXT, and more importantly, Jennie of BLACKPINK. Aiko's inner Blink cheered and suddenly this event didn't seem so bad anymore.

It was only 7 minutes when Aiko's attention span had begun to grow thin. She started to wonder how all these people could sit there for an hour or two, just to make an appearance and look pretty. Obviously she was greatful for the opportunity Valentino had given her, but she personally wasn't a huge fan of stuffy events like this. Thankfully she had her partner in crime by her side. Jeongin noticed her little mind begin to wonder, so he'd begun to talking to Ai to keep her entertained enough, as weird as that sounds. "Wow, look at her outfit.." Jeongin pointed out, "Jeongin! Don't judge people in public like this!" Aiko tried to calm him down a bit but even she had to admit to herself that the outfit this lady was wearing was everything wrong on a fashion test. "Ai, don't lie to yourself she looks like she's wearing a curtain from my grandmother's house." Aiko had to laugh at that one. As the air grew colder, it became more prominent that Aiko's legs had been subjected to the cool air. This didn't go unnoticed, especially when Ai had been trying to pull her dress down a little more. Jeongin being the gentleman he was raised to be offered his jacket to her, even when Aiko tried refusing, he didn't take no for an answer. The younger idol was reminded how Jeongin was with her, how he cared for her. Ever since her accident in where Jeongin had found her, he'd been more protective and worrisome over her, like any big brother would be.

Luckily for Aiko, the event had picked up a bit and everyone had started to lighten up. When the event was all over and done with and they were back at their hotel room, the decided to go live on Instagram to talk and joke about the whole thing. "Out of all the dresses they could've put me in it had to be the one with sequins!" Aiko complained. Jeongin laughed along with her, happy that his younger sister was finally comfortable again.

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#fake kpop oc #female addition #kpop added member #skz addition #skz female addition #skz female member #stray kids 9th member #stray kids added member #stray kids scenarios #fake kpop idol #i.n #i.n x reader #jeongin x reader #jeongin #stray kids i.n #skz maknae line #maknae on top

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starsandhughes · 6 months

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Penalty Box Series— Quinn Hughes Edition (Thirteen)

23-24 Season Masterlist

previous: twelve

next: thirteen

NOVEMBER 15, 2023

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yourusername welcome back to my postgame penalty box update show: QUINN MOTHER FUCKING HUGHES RUNS THE WORLD edition!

tonight, quinn went head to head (not literally though because quinny doesn't take face offs) with his ex captain/dad, bo horvat! (whom i miss very much!) and for those who were unfortunate enough to miss it, it was a DOOZY! this game was the best so here's a full play by play: sissy's version

let me start you off with the wonderful news that as of today, november 15th, quinn is the only defenseman in the league with a +20! this is my best friend's season! and bo got welcome home signs, and an amazing tribute video, and i was so heartbroken that i wasn't there because i just wanted to wrap him up in the biggest hug!

my nuckies didn't start off *strong* because ian got two penalties in a row and the islanders cashed in on both (rude) but things started going our way in the second! we got a power play and my good man millsy cashed in!!

and then we learned that petey can juggle and ride a unicycle at the same time! i already knew that, but shorty said "i don't know how many nhl players can juggle and ride a unicycle. i don't know how many nhl players have tried to juggle and ride a unicycle, but we know elias pettersson can!" and i DIED! we love sports journalism

and then bo was an absolute RUDE HEAD and scored against demmer! the disrespect! but don't worry, sissy fans— we got another power play and my favorite blonde princess scored on it! my least favorite hughes got an assist on it which means that QUINNY CURRENTLY LEADS THE LEAGUE IN ASSISTS AND IS TIED FOR SECOND IN POINTS!

now, if you didn't watch, you might be wondering "what the heckers is going on in the fifth pic?" well, my lovelies, there was a scrum and quinn decided to put the "hug" in huggy bear by holding palmieri in a cute little headlock and they had to be separated! quinny's gone wild! watch out!

in the third, two islanders penalties were called at once, so we got ourselves a 5 on 3! hronek cashed in on it with a 100 mph (there was great debate over this) slap shot! and quinn got ANOTHER assist! for those not counting, this made the score 3-3

next up: overtime! i was so scared because i did not want bo & co to win on his homecoming. i like poetry! and i got my wish because guess who scored the game winning goal? you guessed it! QUINN MOTHER FUCKING HUGHES! i was jumping (ish) and screaming (a lot) and i got my wish of poetry because it was the 43rd shot on goal for the canucks and it was quinn's third career overtime goal! (yes, he gets a trophy!!)

quinn, i am so unbelievably proud of you. you're making this your season and doing everything you've been working on the last few summers. you're finally being recognized for your talent, and i’ve never been happier. just always remember who your biggest fan is💙 i love you way past infinity!

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_quinnhughes i could've gone without the facetime call where you just screamed, but i still love you way past beyond, sissy💙

yourusername stfu you love my postgame facetimes

_quinnhughes you can't prove it

yourusername maybe not, but i feel it in my heart. my soul. my ass.

_quinnhughes you were so close to being poetic

yourusername i was poetic, you just don't appreciate my work

trevorzegras @/yourusername i appreciate your work

yourusername @/trevorzegras that's because you're a SIMP

trevorzegras @/yourusername damn right

user81 HE WAS SMILEY AFTER HIS GOAL I'M-😭

jackhughes @_quinnhughes WOOOOOO!

yourusername that's what i'm sayin'!

_quinnhughes @/jackhughes wow, i can't decide if "AHHHHHH" or "WOOOOO" means more to me

jackhughes @_quinnhughes i used six o's! you only typed five

_quinnhughes @/jackhughes well that changes everything

yourusername @_quinnhughes i feel like screaming incoherently via the phone has a lot more heart to it. i cared enough to call.

_quinnhughes @/jackhughes that wasn't an invitation to call me and scream "woo" with six o's!

jackhughes @_quinnhughes yes it was

yourusername @/jackhughes stop being an attention whore

jackhughes @/yourusername you first

yourusername @/jackhughes i can't, it's half my personality

_quinnhughes @/yourusername @/jackhughes i decided that sissy's means more because hers came with tears

yourusername @/jackhughes ✨suck it✨

user6 quinn did NOT want to be interviewed midway through the game omfg

user80 okay but the petey on a unicycle thing was so out of pocket😭 do you think he practiced when him and quinn lived together?

trevorzegras @_quinnhughes i'm also at six games! you aren't special

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras you haven't played your last four games?

trevorzegras @_quinnhughes technicalities schmalities

yourusername @/trevorzegras you've gotten plenty of sissy penalties

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras and i haven't gotten any of those in at least two weeks!

trevorzegras @_quinnhughes you don't live with her!

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras technicalities schmalities

user62 THAT'S MY FIRST STAR OF THE GAME!!

bohorvat i miss you, too, y/n! you should come next time!

yourusername i’ll be gender reveal party planning! and very pregnant!

bohorvat i guess that's a valid excuse

yourusername oh good because then i’d have to think of a fake one that was better

_quinnhughes @/yourusername i need to know your first thought

yourusername @_quinnhughes "that's the day i'm planning to put jack into a permanent coma"

bohorvat both are equally good

_quinnhughes @/yourusername you should do that anyways

jackhughes @/yourusername @_quinnhughes HEY

yourusername @/jackhughes hi? didn't we just talk about you to stop being an attention whore? i’m going to need to see some more effort from you

bboeser am i not your only blonde princess?

yourusername you are? what is the issue here?

bboeser you said i’m your favorite which normally means that there's more than one

yourusername i will not hesitate to deem someone else a blonde princess and make you my least favorite if you won't be GRATEFUL

_quinnhughes @/yourusername what other blondes do you know?

yourusername @_quinnhughes i’ll just make jamie bleach his hair blonde

jamie.drysdale @/yourusername you better mean benn

yourusername @/jamie.drysdale you did it as a youth! it'll only be a little haunting! but it's for a good cause!

jamie.drysdale @/yourusername spite is not a good cause

yourusername @/jamie.drysdale maybe not to YOU

user48 "quinn decided to put the "hug" in huggy bear" HA

user3 we can't play who's sissy's least favorite hughes because you already said it in the caption :(

yourusername i'm sorry :( it was to match me calling brock my favorite! i’ll be more mindful of my fans next time🫡

lhughes_06 tag yourself i'm the ninth pic

yourusername i’m the second pic!

lhughes_06 you're no fun

yourusername i’m a happy person! mostly!

jackhughes i’m quinn in the fifth pic and @.yourusername is palmieri

yourusername @/jackhughes ummm uno reverse that

jackhughes @/yourusername you should've tagged yourself first then!

lhughes_06 @/jackhughes don't flatter yourself

jackhughes @/lhughes_06 sissy doesn't always win!

_quinnhughes @/jackhughes i’m not sure me and trevor grabbing her before she hits her head on something counts as you winning

jackhughes @_quinnhughes her being a klutz is not on me

_alexturcotte i’m the seventh pic over this argument

lhughes_06 @_alexturcotte nailed it

user88 jack and sissy are back at it again

user76 this game had me screaming and crying both in good and bad ways

colecaufield @_quinnhughes i think your headlock move has satisfied y/n for the time being

_quinnhughes @/colecaufield wait for it

yourusername @/colecaufield he still didn't get a penalty! he should've thrown hands

_quinnhughes there it is

trevorzegras @/yourusername he tried his best! he got separated!

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras i really didn't

trevorzegras @_quinnhughes i’m trying to help you

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras she won't be satisfied until i "throw hands"

yourusername this is true

colecaufield @/yourusername have you ever heard of "you get what you get and you don't throw a fit"?

yourusername @/colecaufield no <3

user32 why is no one talking about the fourth pic? i think we need to talk about the fourth pic

_alexturcotte six whole games since his last penalty? that's too many

yourusername is that because you're only at four?

_alexturcotte YOU COUNTED?!

yourusername don't think my son didn't text me that you got a penalty when you played against my babies on october 29th! i know you slashed!

colemcward @_alexturcotte my bad

yourusername @/colemcward you do nothing wrong, ever. i miss you and i love you. so much. thank you for tattling<3

colemcward @/yourusername i miss and love you, too, mom!❤️

_alexturcotte AND YOU WAITED UNTIL NOW TO BRING IT UP?

yourusername i was waiting for the perfect moment to truly belittle you

trevorzegras @/yourusername what other information do you have that you're waiting for the perfect moment for?

yourusername @/trevorzegras that's classified

_alexturcotte this is terrifying at best

_quinnhughes @_alexturcotte she holds grudges for things like this

yourusername @_quinnhughes you mean like how i still remember your interference penalty against robo in the third period on february 27th, 2023?

_quinnhughes @_alexturcotte see?

trevorzegras @_alexturcotte you done fucked up, bud

colemcward @_alexturcotte (mom don't read this!) my bad

_alexturcotte great

#penalty box series #penalty box series: quinn hughes edition #quinn hughes #quinn hughes edit #quinn hughes fic #quinn hughes fanfic #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes au #trevor zegras #trevor zegras x reader #jack hughes #luke hughes #alex turcotte imagine #alex turcotte #cole caufield #quinn hughes x reader #jack hughes imagine #nhl imagine #hockey imagine

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tigertales9 · 1 year

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QB1 - Part 2

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Reader

Warnings: 18+ / Smut

Description: This is part 2 of QB1

A/N: I got a little long-winded with this follow-up so I'm breaking it into 2 parts. I should have part 3 up within the next few days.

Edit: Nevermind! 😋 (I removed a link to a slightly porny illustration).

Part 3 is now up : QB1 - Part 3

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February 18, 2023

You cram a few more shirts in a moving box and tape it closed, rolling your eyes as your phone chirps, thinking it's your mom again. You grab your phone, your eyes going wide when you see who the text is from.

Joe: Hey. You okay?

Your entire body reacts, your pulse jumping and your breaths coming hard and fast as you contemplate the text from Joe. It had been a week since y'all got together in Phoenix, and you were starting to think you'd never hear from him again. Starting to think you were just an easy lay for him and nothing more. I mean, sure, you could've called him but that would've seemed desperate, right?

Joe: Call me?

The question mark makes you question yourself. Does he really want me to call, you wonder, shaking your head to clear it. "Just do it," you mumble, your hands shaking a little as you hit his number.

"Hey," he answers quickly. "How are you?"

"I'm … okay. I broke up with QB2. I'm packing my shit and moving back home so …"

"Wow, really? That's great. I … ummm … do you need any help?"

"No thanks. I don't have much here except some clothes and shoes. I've already mailed a few boxes home; I just have a few more to go."

"What's your plan?"

You take a deep breath before answering. "I'm gonna move back home to my podunk hometown -- my parents are more than happy to take me back in luckily -- and I'm gonna finish my bachelor's degree. I can easily finish up in the fall semester. After that I have no fucking idea." You chew your lip as the silence stretches out before Joe speaks.

"That's great. You're making the right choice."

"Thanks."

"Listen … sounds like you'll have the spring and summer off … so … why don't you come visit me?"

"I'm gonna be getting a part-time job."

"Okay. Maybe we can work around that? I'd love to see you."

"I don't know if that's a good idea," you mutter.

"Why not?"

"I'm just …" You heave a sigh. "I don't know, Joe. I'm a little afraid of how I feel about you."

"How do you feel about me?" he asks.

"I can't stop thinking about you, and …"

"Good," he interrupts. "I feel the same way. Come visit me."

Nine days later -- after barely taking any time to unpack your boxes in your old childhood bedroom -- you're jetting toward Cincinnati, sitting in first class at Joe's insistence, sipping Champagne and wondering how your life has taken such a drastic turn. "Don't question it," you mumble, killing the rest of the bubbly as the plane starts its descent into CVG.

Thirty minutes later you're striding through the concourse then out into the cool, blustery day, quickly sliding into Joe's car as he stashes your wheelie bag in his back seat.

"Think anybody recognized you?" you ask, glancing at him as he pulls into traffic; he's wearing gray sweatpants, a light blue sweatshirt, backwards cap & sunglasses. Pretty much looking like sex-on-legs, as usual.

He flashes you a cocky grin, resting a big hand on your thigh before answering. "Maybe," he shrugs, squeezing your thigh in a way that sets off butterflies in your stomach.

"Well, hopefully nobody recognized me," you mutter.

"You ashamed to be seen with me?" Joe asks.

"No … it's just …"

"You're worried dickhead is gonna find out?"

"Yeah," you admit. "I just don't want him making trouble for you."

"He won't do shit to me," Joe snorts. "Or you," he continues, his tone turning icy.

"It's just … he's suspicious that I left him a week after you 'got me safely back to the hotel' in Phoenix. I lied and told him nothing happened between us. I told him I'd been thinking about leaving him for a long time, which is true, but I know he thinks you had a hand in it."

"Oh, I def had a hand in it." He shoots you a glance, his lips curling up in a naughty grin. "A hand, a tongue, a cock …"

"Joe!" you squeal, swatting his arm playfully while he graces you with a dirty laugh, the lusty sound sending a sizzle of heat down your spine.

"Seriously though," Joe clears his throat. "Don't worry about him, okay?"

"Okay," you agree timidly.

The sun disappears behind a large cloud and Joe slides his sunglasses off, stowing them in the center console before returning his hand to your thigh, nestling it against your crotch. "You look gorgeous," he purrs, giving you a quick up and down look before returning his gaze to the highway.

"Thanks," you whisper, swallowing hard and looking down at your outfit; you're wearing black leggings, a slinky black turtleneck (no bra), a plum colored mini trench and black knee high boots with just enough heel to make your legs and ass look amazing. Your gaze focuses on Joe's hand on your thigh as your mind wanders:

For the last several days leading up to this visit, y'all had spent a few hours a day on the phone, talking about everything from movies to music to books to food, among many other topics, happy to realize your tastes lined up very nicely. Y'all had also had a very adult conversation where you told him you got an IUD and a full STI panel, eventually exchanging info. to set the stage for unprotected sex.

You bite your lip and give a quick glance in his direction, your pulse reacting when he turns his head and gives you a naughty wink. You feel your heartbeat throbbing in your throat, in your core, the thought of having his big cock inside you with no barriers making you a little dizzy with anticipation.

You try to act somewhat normal as he pulls into his garage and hops out of the car, quickly grabbing your bag and ushering you into the house, his big hand on the small of your back feeling like an unspoken promise.

"This is really nice," you say, taking in his modern decor, mostly black, gray and white. Not a lot of frills but very attractive. Kind of like the man himself.

"Thanks," he murmurs, his gaze raking over you slowly as he walks toward you. Sex literally radiates off of this man, you think to yourself as you unbutton your mini trench and shrug it off, biting your lip as Joe's gaze immediately drops to your hard nipples poking through your slinky shirt; you slowly turn and walk toward the sofa, putting a little extra swish in your hips knowing his gaze will be drawn to your ass showcased in your tight leggings. You come to a halt just behind the black leather sofa, draping your coat over the back and smiling when you feel Joe behind you.

"I told myself I needed to have a little self-control and not pounce on you the second I got you alone, but you're making it really hard, baby girl," he groans, pushing your hair aside to press a hot kiss against the back of your neck.

"How hard?" you whisper, arching your back just enough to press your ass against his crotch, a sizzle of arousal pulsing through you as you feel his erection against your plump cheeks. His reaction ignites something deep inside you, and you bite your lip as you shamelessly grind against him, the noises he makes causing all of your pleasure points to throb. As if reading your mind, he reaches a hand around and cups your crotch, nestling a finger into your spandex-covered slit while grinding the heel of his hand against your clit.

"I don't think we're gonna make it to the bedroom," he states, sucking the sensitive skin just below your ear while using his free hand to pinch one of your nipples. "Is that okay with you?"

"Yes, sir," you whimper, your head spinning a bit at how fast he turns you around to face him; he quickly pushes your leggings and panties down to your knees, stopping when he encounters your tall boots.

"Good enough for now," he mutters, dropping to his knees while slowly licking his lips. The way he looks in that backwards cap has already got you halfway there before his talented tongue and fingers get to work. "Fuck," you breathe, bracing yourself against the top of the sofa as he licks a long stripe up your slit, using his thumbs to spread you open as he pumps his tongue in and out. He teases you for a bit before sliding a finger deep inside. "So tight," he murmurs as he adds a second finger, fluttering his tongue over your clit before sucking it into his mouth, his icy-hot gaze locked on yours as you start to lose control.

"I'm close," you whine, leaning more of your weight against the sofa as your legs start to tremble. He expertly curls his fingers inside you, hitting your sweet spot while devouring your clit in a way that draws a throaty moan from your lips, your entire body convulsing as your climax hits.

After several heartbeats, you eventually draw enough air to speak. "My God," you pant, shaking your head in awe. "You are really fucking good at that."

"Thanks," he purrs. "I've been fantasizing about it since Phoenix.

"Me too," you whisper, biting your lip at the feral look in his eyes.

When your core finally stops squeezing his fingers, he slides them out and lifts them to his mouth, sucking them clean. "I've been fantasizing about something else too," he states, unzipping your boots and pulling them off before sliding off your leggings, panties and socks. He stands up and pulls his hat and sweatshirt off, a fringe of tousled curls tumbling onto his forehead as he steps forward and grabs you around the waist; you gasp as he easily picks you up and sets you on the back of the oversized sofa, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as his mouth captures yours.

Heat rushes through you as his tongue slides between your lips; you suck it into your mouth, moaning at the taste of your own arousal. "You taste so fucking good, don't you?" he growls, swirling his hot tongue around yours as you hum your approval, every nerve in your body throbbing at the lust in his tone.

"Hold on tight to me for a second," he says, waiting on you to grab his shoulders before releasing his hold on you, quickly shoving his sweatpants and underwear down to mid-thigh before wrapping one arm around you again.

"Not sure I can balance up here," you whisper, feeling like you're one false move away from a Humpty Dumpty moment, but all coherent thoughts vanish as he slides the tip of his erection through your slick folds, gathering wetness before pushing just inside.

"You don't need to balance; I've got you." He slowly inches his hard length inside you, his eyelids fluttering closed at the delicious friction. "Feel so good, baby," he groans, "so hot and wet for me."

You know exactly what he's thinking because you're thinking it too -- it's the first time he's fucked you raw, and the reality of the sensation is even better than the fantasy; he's thicker and longer than QB2 with prominent veins that tickle your walls with each thrust.

You gasp as he drops his mouth down onto a hard nipple, licking and sucking through the slinky fabric of your shirt. "Lose your shirt for me," he orders, immediately latching onto a bare nipple when you do his bidding. He moves back and forth between your sensitive peaks, driving you crazy with his lips and tongue while taking your breath away with slow, deep thrusts. QB2 would never do this, you think to yourself. Anything less than a D cup wasn't worth his attention according to him.

Joe switches his angle a bit and picks up his pace, rolling his hips forward with smooth, steady strokes, his eyes locked on the sensual display between your thighs. You're mesmerized by the look on his face as he watches his glistening cock slide in and out of your slick heat. You whimper at the intensity of the moment and his gaze immediately captures yours. "I'm close," he groans, thrusting harder while reaching a hand down to play with your clit. "Me too," you breathe, digging your fingers into his muscular arms, making a noise between a moan and a scream when he pinches your clit and buries his cock deep inside you. Your vision goes hazy as your climax hits; Joe gives a few more thrusts before following you over the edge, the hot spurts of his release making your walls clench harder before finally tapering off.

After a minute of mutual heavy breathing, you squirm a little and Joe lifts you off the sofa and sets you back on your feet, keeping his hands firmly on your waist as you smile up at him. "I hope you didn't hurt your back or pull a muscle holding me up like that. I'm not exactly skinny."

"You're luscious," he purrs. "Absolutely mouthwatering," he continues, yanking his undies and sweatpants up before quickly grabbing his sweatshirt to clean you up.

You give him a wry look as he tosses the sweatshirt back on the floor. "Well, at least the sofa was supporting some of my weight, so that's prob why it didn't seem so bad."

"Woman, you're crazy as hell if you think you weigh a lot." He gives you a devilish grin before grabbing you; you squeal as he picks you up bridal-style and lifts you up and down like he's doing bicep curls.

"Put me down before you hurt yourself," you giggle, laughing even harder when he turns and walks to the stairs, easily taking them two at a time while you squeeze your eyes closed and hold on tight. He strides into the master bedroom and eases you down onto the king-sized bed, stretching his long length out beside you. "Okay, I get it. You're strong as hell," you laugh. "I'll never question you again."

"Yes, I'm strong, but you don't weigh very much."

You grimace and break eye contact. "I've spent a lot of time being told I'm chunky with boobs that are too small for my body. It'll take a while to get over that."

"Do you ever wonder why he said those things?" Joe pushes up onto an elbow and looks down at you. "Like, if he really believed all of that shit then why didn't he just break up with you?" You shrug as he continues. "I'll tell you why. -- He said those things to destroy your self-esteem, so you wouldn't realize you're WAY too fucking good for him and leave his ass in the dust."

The earnestness in his expression makes you tear up as he forges ahead. "You're exquisitely beautiful, okay? Like, drop dead sexy. You're all I've been able to think about since that night in Phoenix." A tear rolls down your cheek and he quickly wipes it away. "Please don't shed any more tears over that asshole," he whispers, wiping another tear as it falls. "They're actually happy tears," you sigh, smiling when his eyebrows fly up. "Oh, well by all means keep crying," he states, laughing before pulling you into a tight hug.

You lie like that for several minutes until your stomach growls loudly. "Oops," you giggle, more than a little embarrassed. "I was kind of nervous this morning so I didn't eat much breakfast."

He hops off the bed. "I promised you a home-cooked dinner when you got here, and instead I ravished you the second you stepped through the door and then made you cry. Pretty shitty hosting on my part." You smile at the twinkle in his pretty eyes as he looks down at you. "I've thoroughly enjoyed your hosting so far, Mr. Burrow. Ten out of ten would def recommend."

"Glad to hear it," he winks. "Listen, I'm gonna run downstairs and grab your stuff and bring it up here, then I'll take a quick shower and go start dinner. You wanna just rest for a bit?"

"I think I'll take a bubble bath. I brought my fav bubbles. Then I'll help you with dinner."

"Absolutely not. You just relax in the tub."

Before you can protest, he's striding out the door. You ease off the bed and walk into the bathroom, smiling at your reflection in the large mirror. Well fucked, you think to yourself. That's how I look. You notice the master bath has a large jacuzzi tub and a separate large shower. "Fancy," you whisper, smiling when Joe breezes into the bathroom carrying your clothes, boots, wheelie bag and a large goblet of red wine. "Pinot noir," he says, swirling the glass before handing it to you. "Not too dry, not too sweet. That's what you like, right?"

"Yes, sir," you say, taking a hearty swig while maintaining eye contact. "Mmmm," you moan, sucking your full bottom lip before giving him a faux-innocent smile.

He raises an eyebrow before leaning down to press his lips against your ear. "I intend to fuck you all night, but I'm gonna feed you dinner first." He nips your earlobe just enough to make you gasp. "Does that sound good to you?"

"Yes, sir," you repeat, a little more breathless than before.

"Good," he states, squeezing your ass as he walks to the tub and turns on the faucet. "Check the temp real quick then grab your bubbles," he orders, stopping in his tracks when he notices the look on your face. "Am I being too bossy?"

"No," you murmur, taking another sip of wine. "You're taking charge. I like it."

He gives you a sultry smile. "Glad to hear it." He turns the shower on to heat up, quickly stripping his sweatpants and undies off before stepping in. You grab your bubbles and pour some under the running faucet, surreptitiously glancing at Joe as he lathers up. Thank God for clear shower enclosures, you think to yourself, turning the tub faucet off before easing into the frothy, fragrant bath.

You watch through half-mast eyelids as Joe hops out of the shower and grabs a towel, his muscles flexing as he quickly dries off. His body is a fucking work of art, you think to yourself, holding your breath as he approaches you in all of his naked glory.

"You want the jacuzzi jets on?" he asks, looming over you in a way that puts his impressive goods on display. "Yeah," you breathe, giggling when he hits the button to fire up the jacuzzi. "That tickles," you squeak, shifting your body until you hit a good position. "Ohhhh, yeah that's nice," you moan, smiling when Joe leans down to give you a kiss.

"Later on we're gonna have a lot of fun in this tub," he promises, giving you another quick kiss before pulling on a pair of slinky black track pants -- no undies -- and a purple long-sleeve tee. "Just relax for now. I'm gonna go fire up the grill," he says, giving you a wink before striding out the door.

He pops back in a few minutes later with a small bowl. "Roasted cashews," he says, setting them on the edge of the tub. "Thanks. My favs," you smile, immediately popping one in your mouth. "I know," he grins, looking super proud of himself before breezing back out of the bathroom.

"That man is better than therapy," you whisper to yourself, tossing a few nuts in your mouth as you sink farther down in the frothy bubbles.

About thirty minutes later you walk downstairs, feeling relaxed and refreshed in a pair of slinky black lounge pants with matching long-sleeve top (no bra).

Joe gives you a smile as he walks in from the back patio. "The steaks need a few more minutes. They're kind of thick," he continues, quickly washing and drying his hands.

"Good, I prefer thick meat," you purr, giving a pointed look at his crotch before recapturing his gaze. His mouth drops open a little before he takes two long strides and leans down for a kiss. "Hold that thought," he whispers against your wine-red lips. "I might burn the steaks if you keep giving me dirty thoughts."

"Sorry," you giggle, shaking your head at your OTT antics. "Something about you makes me feel like a rabid sex kitten, but I'll try and tone it down until after dinner."

"I love your rabid sex kitten ways," he laughs, opening the fridge to pull out a bag of salad. "I need to toss the salad real quick before I bring the steaks in."

"Let me toss your salad," you tease, giving him a filthy wink and sucking your lip in a fully obscene way.

His mouth drops open as you cackle with laughter. "Sorry!" you chortle. "I promise I'll behave."

"Just until after dinner, right?"

"Yeah," you agree, taking a deep breath before finishing off your goblet of wine. "I've only had one glass of wine and I'm acting up," you sigh, grinning when he grabs the bottle of Pinot and pours you another goblet full, giving you a wink before heading outside to grab the steaks off the grill.

Several minutes later you're sitting at the dining table while Joe serves the food. "Grilled steaks, loaded baked potatoes, Caesar salad and garlic bread."

You smile at him as he rattles off the menu. "All of my favs," you say, moaning in delight as you chew a bite of steak. "This is the best steak I've ever had. My dad is gonna be so jealous when he finds out you grill a better steak than him."

"Might wanna keep that to yourself," he laughs, taking a sip of wine before continuing. "Tell me about your parents."

Y'all spend the next couple of hours exchanging stories about your parents and your hometowns, eventually moving into the living room to sit on the sofa in front of the fire Joe built in the fireplace. You take a sip of wine and -- to your horror -- accidentally blurt out a thought that flashes into your mind. "QB2 looked down his nose at my parents. He thought he was so much better than them since he has a proper university degree and they don't."

"Well, he's a pretentious prick so who cares what he thinks?" Joe snorts, throwing another log on the fire before rejoining you on the sofa.

"Sorry I mentioned him," you mutter, your eyes going wide when Joe leans forward and gives you a quick kiss. "Don't apologize," he breathes against your lips, giving you another kiss before leaning back. "It's gonna take time for you to process that shitshow of a relationship. It's best to just lay it all out there so we can work through it together."

"You're too good to be true. QB2 got jealous as hell anytime I mentioned another man, no matter how innocently."

"Small dick energy," Joe quips, giving you a knowing smile. "Now … really tell me about your parents. The truth, not the glossy version you've curated for pretentious small dick pricks." He raises an eyebrow. "That kinda sounds like the title of a dirty Dr. Seuss book."

You laugh as Joe pours a bit more wine in your glass before pouring the rest of the ruby-red liquid into his goblet. "Well … my dad went to trade school to be a mechanic; he can fix literally anything -- cars, trucks, lawnmowers, washing machines, the space shuttle." Joe chuckles along with you as you continue. "My mom did a two year degree at community college, basically learning how to help my dad keep his books and do invoicing and stuff like that." You take a sip of wine and stare into the fire. "They've made a good life for themselves, nothing fancy but they own their house and cars outright, have a nice amount saved up for retirement and don't have any credit card debt." You shrug. "Pretty much the American dream in this economy."

"Damn right," Joe agrees. "They sound amazing."

"They are." You heave a sigh before continuing. "Being an only child I felt a lot of pressure, mostly self-inflicted, to be perfect and do things the way they wanted." You shrug. "They both really wanted me to go to university. They started a fund before I was even born, so by the time I graduated high school I didn't have to take out loans or rely on scholarships." You blink back tears as you continue. "And I really loved university; I was really good at it, too, knocking on a 4.0 when QB2 convinced me to drop out. They did all of that for me and I basically spit in their face by dropping out a semester short of getting my degree."

"Listen," Joe states, setting both of your wine glasses on the coffee table before scooting closer to you. "Think of it like this … you sat on the sideline for a couple of years, but BOOM, coach just called your number and you're back on the field like you never missed a beat. You just gotta get back in there and handle business."

"We talking about football or university?" you chuckle.

"Both. I know what it feels like to sit on the sideline for a few years. I got a second chance and I never looked back. You can do the same."

He pulls you into a tight hug as you sniff back tears. "When this whole NFL quarterback thing ends, you should be a coach or a motivational speaker," you sigh. "You're really good at it."

"Thanks," he murmurs, laying you back on the sofa while kissing a hot trail up your sensitive neck. "Let me show you what else I'm really good at."

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thelovelyghostwriter · 5 months

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Detective Conan M26 (Casual) Review as a long-term CoAi shipper

This is just a casual review. It's not serious and my own opinions.

As someone who had shipped CoAi as a child (even before I knew what shipping was), I squealed so hard when I saw the movie trailer. It seemed like they were going for CoAi shipping HARD.

Of course, not everything is perfect, and this movie is far from the best (I still think the best DetCo movie is M6, which was the Phantom of Baker Street).

I do have certain aspects that I liked and disliked in this movie (SPOILERS AHEAD):

Let's start off with what I liked in this movie.

THE COAI SCENES.

This movie was the ultimate ship-bait for this couple. 2023 was their fucking year. The creators shipped CoAi hard this year. This was from making this movie, re-releasing the Bell Tree Express episode into a Haibara Ai-focused movie called "The Black Iron Train", the sale of official CoAi Uniqlo x ShonenJump shirts, and even an official ShinShi poster. It was like, CoAi suddenly had the spotlight - which was weird since canonically we know they aren't a couple.

There were several scenes that CoAi fans loved a lot. Two of them stood out to me:

The first was the scene where Conan gave Ai his glasses. It was a reference to the Haido Hotel case scene.

I think this was really one of the most iconic and romantic scenes in the series. Him placing glasses on her as a reassurance, and they even did a little Superman-Louis Lane kind of reference.

Granted, I still preferred the scene in the actual anime or the manga panel. They stayed in that scene longer. But it was definitely a callback to the older DetCo episodes.

Believe it or not, Uniqlo even made a shirt out of this scene. This was around in 2023 when Uniqlo would collaborate with Shonen Jump and when they sold Detective Conan shirts, one of the shirts were of this scene. Which I find really odd given that there was no sale of ShinRan shirts (I don't recall ever having one).

The Uniqlo shirt design can be found here. I actually even got this particular shirt. I just had to.

The second scene in the movie that everyone was talking about was the underwater CPR "kiss" scene.

But since the movie was going to have a submarine, I figured there would be a scene where they would be underwater.

The other movie I remember that had an underwater "CPR" kiss was in Movie 2, "The Fourteenth Target". It was between Ran and Conan. It was the scene where they were underwater and Conan was losing oxygen so Ran gave him a "kiss".

But I never thought they'd actually go through with this kind of scene with CoAi. While yes, she's trying to give him CPR because he is drowning, we all know what they were trying to do with this scene. She also attempted it not once, but three times. And their ascend to the top of the water's surface was very romantic. She also seemed unhappy when she thought she had to leave him, but Conan noticed her sadness and reassured her. There was also a flashback to him in that bus episode - "The Mysterious Passenger". That episode where Conan saved Haibara Ai from an exploding bus and told her "Do not run away from your fate". I think that was a great callback too.

I also squealed when Ai acknowledged that they kissed! It was like, OH WOW HAIBARA YOU KNEW. It sucked that Conan is still clueless ever, but that was a fangirl moment for me.

There was also more spotlight on Haibara Ai, of course. Given how she's popular, we got to know snippets of her childhood. I got emotional upon knowing that Ai stood up when Naomi was getting bullied, but that in turn she got bullied and became a social outcast. I think that it is very characteristic of Ai to be a social outcast, given that she appears cold and quiet at first. But my heart ached for her as well, because she was very kind towards Naomi and she suffered so much as Shiho Miyano.

I also liked that there was more spotlight on the agents, like Sena (Kir), Rei (Bourbon) and Akai.

The scene of Ran vs Pinga was great too. Now, I'm not a big fan of ShinRan, but I am fond of Ran as a person. I do think as a character she's a Mary Sue, but as a person, VERY ADMIRABLE. She's sweet, kind and the fight scene was quite intense. I also liked how in the second battle she lost, because I would like to see Pinga win a bit (because he has to have good fighting skills if he is in the criminal organisation, it would have been embarrassing if he lost to Ran).

Now onto the things I didn't really like:

The Detective Conan Movies with Black Organisation as a plot often felt the same. There was a threat, but nothing ever changed because the movies are not supposed to affect the canon manga plot. Hence, Gin and Vodka etc. will never know Shinichi and Shiho's identity as Conan and Ai. They will have their suspicions, but it will always have a roundabout way of them brushing it off. The highlighted characters in the movie like Curacao and Pinga are then killed off in the movie because they are not supposed to exist in the manga. That's why movies with the Black Organisation plot will always seem underwhelming, and they will not be as good as the actual manga plot arcs like Clash of the Red and Black arc.

Another plot hole I didn't like is that the plot or threat was kinda "eh". I was also baffled by how the Interpol's security system is so poor, they can get hacked in seconds and also get infiltrated in the Pacific Buoy so quickly. But you know, it's for the plot purposes, I guess.

The other scene that I really found unnecessary and that I predict that most people would also find it odd and out of place was the scene where Ai kissed Ran to "give back" the kiss Ai took from Conan. Like wtf was that. It's like the creators needed to reassure the audience that Ran was the main girl. It's like "ok guys, chill, we wanted CoAi to kiss, but end of the day we can't make them canon". We all know Ran is the main girl, but let us CoAi fans have this moment. It's like giving us a huge bait for us to bite, only to get it ruined by the last particular scene. There was also no built-up for Ai to feel guilty regarding the kiss. It was a very big surprise and there was no follow-up scene on why she did that, like "I really care for you but you love someone else and it will be selfish for me to do this" moment.

Ran was also understandably stunned that Ai (whom she would think is a 7-year-old child) would kiss her like that. It would have been a good moment for Shiho/Ran shippers, but it's not Shiho kissing Ran. I felt so bad for Ran in that moment because she seemed so confused and there was no explanation (if they could actually explain to her) and the scene was really out-of-place. Conan also didn't seem to question Ai about her odd actions on that part.

The last part I didn't like was that the end of it seemed abrupt. There was no scene where they were back in Tokyo and Conan/Ai having a last moment together. It sort of sucked that the last scene we saw was Ai kissing Ran, which ruined the momentum of CoAi. I was waiting for something in the end credits, but the end credits that rolled was the teaser for the next movie in 2024.

This is the end for the review. Of course these are my mere thoughts as someone who had watched DetCo since mid-2000s (but dropped it in 2017) and had liked CoAi since I was a kid. I'm not sure how the manga is so far since I dropped it at around ep 800, but I heard that there wasn't a lot of CoAi moments in canon now (let me know if it's otherwise, maybe I'll pick it up again).

#coai #shinshi #detective conan #detective conan movie 26 #detective conan movie 2023 #haibara ai #conan x ai #conanxai #conan x haibara #shiho miyano

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Halloween 2023, NYC.

Life was great as Kool-Aid Man, but things took a dark turn at the end.

Before I suited up I had wondered aloud whether anyone under the age of 30 would even know who Kool-Aid Man is.

Turns out EVERYONE knows who Kool-Aid Man is. In Chinatown? OH YEAH Kool-Aid man is a star. In the parade? Kool-Aid man is stopping traffic because people want to take pictures and maybe hug.

I have never felt more beloved than I felt as Kool-Aid Man. I realized that this experience was the culmination of billions and billions of dollars of global advertising directed towards impressionable children over the course of decades. It felt great. Money well spent, both for my personal experience on halloween and I'm sure for selling Kool-Aid. The people love Kool-Aid man. OH YEAH!!!!! I am yelling OH YEAH all night long like a broken promotional record. I delivered priceless brand value for somebody at Kraft, if only there were a way to measure and surface all the photos and count the impressions.

Apparently Kool-Aid Man also made some notable cameo experiences on the family guy? A lot of people were yelling OH NOOOOOOO!!!! in a type of call and response. No matter what anyone said to me there was only one thing to say. OH YEAHHHHH!!!

Anyway, there are probably thousands of pics of Kool-Aid Man from halloween parade. I got so many hugs, so many high fives, and probably a few low grade assaults (born of love and longing and good humor I am sure) that I couldn’t really see or understand as they were happening bc the costume was so big. At some point a small child ran up to me and beconned me back to take a picture with his family. We walked pretty far to get back to them. I walked along the fence, and gave a long line of high fives. Even when people got up close, I had a lot of personal space in my joyous red bubble. I felt safe and delighted to bring joy to so many. It felt like a very fun obstacle course inside a balloon. No one could see me through the suit, but as Kool-Aid Man, I felt SEEN. OH YEAH!!!

After the parade, we stopped to take a lot more pictures and after a few blocks I was feeling ready to get out of the suit. I stepped over towards a sort of doorway to take a picture w some girls, but also get out of the flow of traffic, which was a bit chaotic as all the costumes people get out of the street and onto the sidewalk.

All of the sudden, some guy ran through yelling and laughing and grabbed me and sort of pummeled the suit and it popped. Suddenly I am very alarmed and swimming in red nylon. The joyous bubble had been rather forcefully burst. Had someone stabbed Kool-Aid Man in the face??? The beautiful and kind ladies who I had just taken a picture with when it happened were yelling at the guy with "Hey that is not cool! that's a girl in there!!!" or something like that, and definitely implied a certain deliberately extra untowardness from the assailant. It happened really fast and my halloween companion in a dragon mask doesn't really have great visibility either, but he said it was a fully grown man in a white hoodie who ran off into the night. It was quite shocking to me and everyone around me, and I think people were rattled that somebody would do that. I definitely was. Even though I got out of the suit fast, it was obvious that fixing Kool-Aid Man would not be a straightforward tape job- the seam had blown out around the plastic that forms his nose. It was hard to go from feeling like "wow this is the best halloween ever!! this might be a top 10 greatest night of my whole life lol! OH YEAHHHH!!!" to wondering whether I had just gotten stabbed in the face.

I really, really, really wanted it to be dumb hijinxx not deliberately destructive violence. I loved being Kool-Aid Man! Everyone loves Kool-Aid Man! I got so many high fives! And then some random jerk ruined everything in an instant. We took off our costumes and started the long,quiet walk home through manhattan. I don't think either of us knew what to say really. (oh no)

Looking at the tear in the morning, I've concluded it’s pretty likely that the explosion was an accident. I've had to mend inflatable costumes before and I think if it had gotten deliberately pierced with a sharp object, it would have destructed differently. The nose is blown out on one side and then it's a straight cut extending from top and the bottom of the nose. Like maybe the guy came in for a bear hug and just squeezed just too hard? Or a joke punch for the camera and the suit didn't have enough surface area for the air to escape because i was up against the door? Maybe he was wearing an unseen ring that hit the seem just right when he popped kool aid man in his nose, and then he was so embarrassed he ran off into the night?

Thats’s what I have decided to believe anyway. I refuse to let it spoil the experience because up to that moment it was extremely joyous and fun. a+++ would Kool Aid Man again, I was very much looking forward to it, in fact!

In the end, I remind myself that it's just an inflatable halloween costume, and that people do go too hard sometimes on this day. (and every day! people learn how to act right challenge ugh!!!) I am fine, just got a bit of a nasty shock after all that awe.

Can't cry too hard over spilled Kool-Aid though, especially not with Lil Nas X dressed like a giant used tampon. That really did cheer me up.

Unfortunately this particular Kool-Aid Man costume is discontinued, so I'm looking into tent tape and kite tape to patch up my guy. He's gonna have a face scar like Michael K Williams, and next time I Kool-Aid Man I will do so in his honor. Oh yeah. Resilience Baby.

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