#and YOU are the one who literally didn't tell me about whole ass steps you wanted me to do

[satorusugurugurl]

Buzzed

Summary: Your boyfriend doesn’t drink. He’s a lightweight, never saw the appeal, and, well, it makes him horny.

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x FAB!Reader

Warnings: Whiny super whiny Gojo, handjob, public play, Gojo is just buzzed, not drunk consent is key, there are several reasons he doesn't like alcohol

Word Count: 2,307

A/N: this popped into my head at work. The need for Gojo to whimper and whine is intense.

Gojo didn't drink. He had nothing against people who liked to drink; by all means, to each their own. He never liked the taste; he was a lightweight, and he'd rather spend his money on sweets. There, however, was another reason he didn't drink. One that was far too embarrassing to mention.

Whenever Satoru would drink, he'd get horny, like super horny.

So, it was safer for him to avoid alcohol altogether, which was pretty easy. That was until you both went to one of your co-workers' birthday party. You casually conversed with some friends while Gojo headed into the kitchen. He was in search of cake, but he found punch instead. He filled his glass, tentatively giving it a sip.

It didn't taste like there was alcohol in it, so he drank a full red solo cup. And he was working on his third in the living room when he felt like his blood was on fire. The room was hot, sweltering, and you, god, you looked even hotter. The tight-fitted shirt you wore emphasized the curves of your perfect body and breasts. Your ass looked amazing in your jeans, and your smile was to die for. God, why did you look like a goddess tonight?

There was a certain glow about you that drew him in like a moth to a light. He hummed, resting his chin on your shoulder, his body pressed firmly against your backside. Not only did you look good, but you smelt fucking delectable.

You turned your head, kissing his cheek before turning back to your friends, joining in with their conversation, leaning back into Satoru when you both felt it. The huge and very hard bulge in his pants had you choking on your words as Satoru straightened, glancing at you in sheer panic.

“Toru?” He grimaced at the tone of your voice. “Please tell me that's your phone.”

“It’s not,” he confirmed your fear.

“Can you get outside to the balcony?” A glance over his shoulder confirmed no one was remotely close to his sanctuary.

“Yeah.” His voice was so gravely as his cock twitched in his pants.

“Good, go on. I'll be out in a sec.”

The second Gojo stepped into the cool night air, he groaned, looking down at his pants. What the fuck? Why was he sporting the world's biggest boner of all time? Fuck, he was so hard it hurt. He slowly sank into the dark corner, resting his back against the window where the curtain was still drawn, waiting for you to join him.

A second later, the sliding glass door opened and shut. Gojo’s hands flew towards his crotch, shielding his erection from any prying eyes. When he saw you turn the corner, he released the breath he'd been holding, dropping his hands to his sides. Satoru shut his eyes tight, biting back a pained whine. All you could do was knit your eyebrows together as you watched.

“Satoru? Are you okay? What’s going on?”

“Nngh, fuck, I don't know.” His cock throbbed hard at the sound of your voice. “I'm so goddamn hard.”

“Aren't you always hard?” The teasing tone in your voice attempted to lighten the mood.

“Yes, but your point is irrelevant. Fuck, I don’t know what happened. I only get surprise boners like this when I drink!”

Satoru was panting as you tilted your head slightly to the side. “But you did. Mina’s punch has a fuck-ton of alcohol in it.” Your boyfriend's face was contorted in pained pleasure and confusion. “People can’t taste the alcohol because of the liter of Lemon-Lime soda and the whole ass pint of sherbet.”

“Fucking fantastic,” Glancing back down at his erection, he sighed in frustration. “I-It’s going to be awhile for this bitch to go down. I’ll stay out here; you go inside and enjoy the party.”

Right now, in this embarrassing moment, Satoru could barely look at you. During the entirety of your relations, Gojo never drank, leaving that up to you if you were in the mood. You understood he particularly wasn’t too keen on drinking; it was his personal preference. Seeing him now, sulking in a corner, chest heaving, cheeks flushed, cock throbbing. It made a little more sense.

Laughter and loud music blared inside the apartment, drawing your attention to the door. Mina’s special punch was getting to everyone, it seemed like. They were so immersed in their current conversations and food would they even notice your absence?

Satoru was in physical pain. His teeth were clenched as he hissed out in frustration. You took notice of his hands, how they twitched, drawing closer to his crotch before pulling away. The man was fighting against every instinct in his buzzed horny brain. You could tell by his expression that he wanted to do nothing more than stroke his fat cock until he came all over his fist. Satoru, however, was also one not to let his lust overtake him.

He wasn’t some horny freak that would pull his dick out and stroke it until he jizzed all over your friend's balcony railing. You, however, weren’t as collected as he was. Seeing your boyfriend's cock twitching in his pants, the tiny wet spot forming over his leaking tip, made you fucking feral.

“I don’t want to go back.” Closing the distance between you, Gojo watched with bated breath as your pretty hands unbuttoned his pants.

“Tsk!” Your boyfriend hissed, crystal blue eyes darting towards the door. “Y-Y/N, what if someone comes out?!”

“I guess you’ll need to stay quiet. That way, if someone does come.” You whispered, your fingers slowly tugging his zipped down. “Can you do that for me?”

Satoru didn’t have time to think of a response because his dick did all the talking for him. It throbbed hard in the confines of his boxers. He whined and watched more pre-cum seep through the fabric of his boxers.

You cooed, running the bed of your thumb over the growing wet spot. “I’ll take that as a yes?” A nod and a tiny whimper was all you needed.

Slowly, you slid your hand down the band of his boxers, immediately coming into contact with his hot cock. His velvety shaft twitched as you tugged his boxers down just enough to free his erection. The tip was a furiously red shade; his slit dribbled pre-cum. Seeing his fat cock this hard has your cunt clenching around nothing.

“Ahh, fuck, fuuuck,” Satoru whispered through a hiss as you wrapped your fingers around his shaft. You slowly stroked your hands up and down. Squeezing it, trying to mimic how your pussy would pulsate around him when he would fuck you. “Y-Y/N~”

Using his pre-cum as lube, you smeared it up and down his length. Watching the pretty tip twitch madly each time you collected your makeshift lubricant. Satoru groaned, eyes half-lidded, watching you, the way you shifted, pressing your thighs together, how you took your bottom lip between your teeth, biting down on it, as you jerked him off.

“I-I’m, haaa, I’m the one g-getting jerked off here. B-But you, holy fuck!” He clamped his hand over his mouth, stifling a moan. Your teasing jerks, changed, your wrist twisting with every move. “Nnngh, f-fuck but y-yo—ooooh shit, you're the one e-enjoying yourself.”

“Of course, I’m enjoying myself. Satoru, I love feeling your dick get hard in my hand. It's so fat, hot, god, it makes me wet.”

Satoru flushed, head tilting back, the veins in his neck straining as he clenched his jaw. He was the one that would normally talk to you like this. Having it turned the other way around, he had his head spinning. The dizziness was so intense your boyfriend tilted his head back before he began thrusting into your tight-fitted fist.

“Fuuck, Haa, ooh fuck sweetheart, feels so good.” you bit back a moan of your own, watching as he ducked your hands, stinks of pre-cum running over your fingers, as he slammed the palm of his Hans against the railing. “D-Dont stop baby~ fuck Y-Y/N don't fuckin’ stop.”

Watching him desperately fuck your hand was so fucking pretty. From the thin sheen of sweat on his beautiful face to the throbbing shaft in your hand, everything about Gojo had panties soaked. Right now, you wanted to drag him out of the cramped apartment and back to your place where you would fuck his brains out.

But getting him through the apartment right now was out of the question.to get what you wanted, you had to get him off first! The faster he came, the faster you'd get to have him inside of you.

“You're doing such a good job, Toru~” Your hand moved faster. “I love feeling your cock sliding into my hand. But I love it so much more when you’re sliding into me, stretching me with your cock.”

Satoru was a hundred present, certain you were responsible for his hot blood and the hazy gaze that lingered over his eyes. You were the source of his buzz, and it had him jerking like a virgin into your first. You tried matching his thrusts with your hand. The whines that left his mouth were all the confirmation you needed to know that it felt good.

“F-Feels so good.” Satoru cried out, head dipping down to watch you jerk him off. “Holy fuck, your hand feels so good.”

“Mmhm~ just think about how good my pussy will feel when I get you home.” A grunt sounded from him. “Yeah~ you like knowing that you’re going to fuck me when we get home~? You going to reward me for helping you~?”

“Y-Yes, p-please don’t stop Y/N, I can feel it coming. God, I’m going to cum so hard.”

Hearing the pleasure that paved his voice had you pressing your thighs together. “Yeah~ are you going to cum~? Do it; I want you to cum, baby~ I want you to feel so good~ Like the good you are.”

“Y/N?” Gojo jerked, his head searching for the source of your voice. “Hey, is Gojo okay?”

Without missing a beat, you pulled Satoru down with your free hand. Your hand pushed the back of his head into the crook of your neck. Gojo didn’t know what you were doing at first, but as your hand left to join the other stroking his throbbing cock, he picked up on what to do. He whimpered and moaned softly into the crook of your neck.

“Oh yeah, he’s just a bit buzzed right now.” You stroked him harder, squeezing his shaft. “He doesn’t like drinking and thought the punch was safe.”

Satoru’s arms wrapped around you, fingers digging into the fabric of your shirt. His breathing whines were hot against your skin as his balls started to clench. He was so close to cumming, his eyes shutting tight, losing himself in the cooling sensation in his abdomen. So close, he was so close.

“Aww, poor guy, did you need anything?”

Gojo needed whoever the fuck this was to get out of here. He whined out your name into your neck. Hot breath having you shifting.”Y//N c-close.” He whispered as softly as he could as you jerked him faster, both hands working in tandem.

“Nope! We’ll be back inside in a second; I gotta get him home.”

“Okay!”

You waited until the door shut when you moaned with him. “Good boy, good boy~” his fingers dug into your back. “Go on, Toru~ cum for me~ give me it all.”

Satoru cried out into your neck in a nearly silent cry. “Y-/N oooh~ god fuck~ holy fuckin’ shit! C-Cummin’ I-I’m cumming.” You suddenly understood why he loved you, scratching up his back when you came around his cock. It felt good, so good, as he spurted thick ropes of cum all over your hand. “Nnngh oh fuck~! Fuck! Fuck!” His whines were shaky and nearly breathless as his cock weakly twitched in your hand. “Y-Y/NN~”

Gently you let go of his softening cock, bring your cum coated hand to your mouth. Satoru watched you closely, his chest heaving as he slowly came down from his high. He had half expectantly thought you were going to wipe his cup off on the inside of his jacket. What he hadn’t been anticipating was for you to flatten your tongue and lick it off. His sensitive cock twitched back to life at the lewd sight.

“Mmm~” You hummed in delight as if you just finished a meal. “So sweet and salty, Satoru~ I wanna taste it first hand when we get home.”

A switch flipped in Satoru’s head, be it post-nut clarity. He grabbed you by the face, turning you so you were pressed against the sliding glass door. The sudden flip had your breath catching in your throat as your boyfriend bent down, pressing his forehead against yours.

“The only one who is doing any sort of tasting when we get home will be me. If you don’t get us out of here fast, I’ll be sampling that soaking cunt right here.”

You didn’t need to be told twice; you dragged Satoru out of the party, shouting out brash goodbyes. Satoru might be buzzed from the punch. But you were buzzed off of him, and you needed to turn that buzz into a love-drunken affair.

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[restinslices]

okay chat maybe him like getting jealous

Assuming you’re the anon who asked about Spooky

Him this episode >>>>>>>>>>

I've seen posts before about Spooky and people say he'd pull out a gun and start swearing when he's jealous and really show his ass but honestly? I don't think that's accurate 

I haven't watched OMB in a hot minute and Netflix is being some hoes rn so forgive me if I'm wrong but wasn't he incredibly patient?

He was patient with Cesar and with Cesar’s friends. I don't recall him ever losing his temper and going insane besides season 4 when he heard people fucking shit up outside 

Spooky gives me the silent jealous type. Silent but also petty 

Like if you came back to him after talking to a guy he'd say some petty shit like “thought you'd be around him all day”

“That's your man now, right?” “Stop being childish”

You could tell when he's jealous though cause you'd feel him staring at you the whole time 

I could also see him clearing his throat loud as hell if you're nearby to both get your attention and introduce him to whoever it is you're talking to 

It's gotta be a guy he doesn't know cause realistically what Santo is dumb enough to flirt with you?

I feel like I'm expected to say he'd have this huge outburst but Oscar doesn't give me that vibe. He's pretty patient and I think especially if y'all have been together for an extended amount of time, he'd feel secure enough to know you won't do some foul shit 

I feel like someone touching you would cause him to immediately get involved. He'd walk over and physically take their hand off of you while pulling you closer to him or behind him 

And let's be real, no one is dumb enough to try shit with him. He's 6’1 and known as the leader of the Santos 

But if someone did try him because they're drunk or whatever, I feel that even though he's jealous he'd still put your safety first. His jealousy would go to the back of his mind and he'd try to get you out in case shit gets intense 

Another situation he'd step in is if you're visibly uncomfortable. Typically if someone's flirting with you, he knows you can handle it but if you're so obviously uncomfortable then he'd step in and get you away 

I feel like if you're dating Oscar your safety would go over everything so while he's still a man and wants to play all big and bad in whoever's face, getting you away is his biggest priority 

“Are you jealous?” “Should I be?” “No” then he'd nod or smth 

Now let's say you're hanging around a new guy a lot. Would he get jealous? Probably. He's a guy. 

This is a different situation ‘cause he's not seeing anything. He can't pull you away. What does he do?

Short answer; nothing. Long answer; he doesn't seem like the type to be so jealous he'd snoop on your phone or follow you because relationships require trust and if you caught him, you'd be upset. I could see him asking questions about the guy and then denying he's jealous ‘cause “I have nothing to be jealous about”

And it's like??? Are you telling me  that or telling yourself that? 

Over time it'd become obvious he's feeling a certain way. You'd say you're gonna hang out with whoever the guy is and he'd just make a “mmm” sound instead of actually responding 

“Something wrong?” “I didn't say anything” “Exactly”. Eventually it'd come out though 

And the idea of him flirting with someone else to make you jealous comes up but I don't think that'd happen. He hardly has any relationships besides his gang which means he hardly has any close relationships. He has the kids, who he's like an older brother too (or literally an older brother to) and Mario (and we don't know how much they interact) so I don't see him risking a relationship just to be on petty shit 

He'd say smth petty but flirting with someone else just as payback for some shit you can't control? Nah

You could probably calm him down easily just by being near him. Making jokes about him being jealous would help also because it's you acknowledging that you see how he feels without having a sappy ass conversation 

I feel like this is so anticlimactic and disappointing but realistically I don't see him flipping his shit. He's 19-25, which could make him a bit immature but 1) he's grown up quickly so I think he can handle his emotions. 2) He has two strikes already. He's not popping his shit and risking life in prison because he was jealous. And 3) he knows you know where home is. 

He gets jealous, sure, but all those reasons stacked together makes him act calm, only getting somewhat aggressive if someone is touching you or making you uncomfortable. He’s more petty than anything

Quick story time. So I got away from my abusive dad when I was 13-14, right. I was also obsessed with Spooky. Tell me why my therapist said “I think you love him so much because he’s a strong and scary guy and in your head he’d protect you if your dad came back for you”. The way I almost blocked her-

I’m still seeing her years later😃

#on my block #on my block spooky #On my my block Oscar #omb oscar diaz #oscar diaz x reader #oscar diaz #oscar spooky diaz #oscar diaz headcanon #Still love him years later #he’s not dead #he told me himself

[apomaro-mellow]

Every Baby Needs a Daddy 4

Part 3

"And you said yes?", Robin said, her voice impressively even.

"I did", Steve said, phone on speaker as he got ready for work. "I figure, if he's going to have a sugar baby, might as well be me, right? I think this is the universe giving me a break."

"Okay, yeah, sure, until he takes you out and gets you involved in like drugs or something, or takes his anger out on you when he doesn't win a Grammy or something. Or worse, you're a mistress and his actual spouse comes for revenge. OR you actually get really involved with him, help him get even more famous, have very talented children, but then his drug running gets you arrested and when you get out of jail he acts like he doesn't know you and estranges your children!"

Steve paused in putting on his shoes, grinning. "You've been watching Empire."

"Terrence did Taraji so dirty Steve."

"But not enough to learn their characters' names. I need you to catch up so we can watch season 2 together." It hurt being away from her. Before, whenever one of them started obsessing over a show, they could literally sit down and put aside one of their days off to binge a bunch of episodes.

"Sorry, let's get back to you dating a rockstar? Steve? Steve."

"We're not dating. He's just gonna text me whenever he wants to fuck. That's it. He might buy me something nice from time to time." Steve grabbed his keys and went out the door, nearly stepping on something left on the floor in front of it.

"Okay, yeah, sure, but isn't this the reason you cut your parents out? Did they want this exact life for you?", Robin asked.

"No, this is totally different. For one thing, Eddie doesn't want commitment. He doesn't want kids out of me. And even if I attend events with him, I'm just arm candy, but you know, in a good way."

"There's a bad way to be arm candy?"

Steve thought back to the functions he had to go to when still under his parents' thumb. There was definitely a bad way to hang off someone's arm like a decoration. He looked to the little box in his hand. No note, but it had clearly been placed in front of his apartment.

He opened it and found an expensive looking watching inside. The face was a cool navy blue color. He didn't need a card to know who it was from.

"Eddie's different from the guys my parents wanted", Steve said. "And when it's over, I'll at least have something to show for it."

"Just don't be stupid about this, dingus. If this goes sideways, I won't be close by to save your ass."

"Noted", Steve said as he closed the box and continued on his way to work.

-------------------

The next time Eddie texted him, it was to go to lunch. It was a more casual setting than before, but still a pretty high end sushi restaurant.

"I must admit, I called you here under false pretenses, Steve", Eddie said as they sat in a booth.

Steve smiled at his serious tone. "I gathered, given our whole arrangement." Being taken out somewhere was typically a prelude for something intimate later, even in a normal relationship. When Eddie asked him out, Steve full expected sex. He wasn't complaining, last time had been very nice. He wondered how long until Eddie sent a simple 'u up?' booty call.

"I have to attend some fancy lunch meeting in a couple days and they're taking us to a sushi place", Eddie started to explain. "Problem is, I hate sushi."

"...Did you...are we here to train your taste buds or something?", Steve asked.

Eddie nodded. "These are some pretty important people and I can't sit there and tell them my favorite fish is whatever they use for fish sticks."

"Pretty sure it's cod."

"What? Nevermind. I just need to get one of everything and force myself to acquire a taste for it", Eddie said, eyes narrowing in focus at the menu.

Steve smiled. It was cute how serious he was being. He thought back to previous gatherings when some alpha would try and force a drink on him or when the hors d'oeuvres being served weren't to his liking.

"Want some advice?", he offered, continuing when Eddie nodded with his big Bambi eyes, "Instead of forcing yourself to like something, you should be able to say why you don't like something."

"Sounds like complaining", Eddie said, putting the menu down.

"No, you sound cultured", Steve clarified. "Watch." He cleared his throat and held up his glass of water. "Thank you for offering, but I only drink water from a natural spring. I prefer Canadian or Icelandic, but I'll take Swedish if you have it. Nothing from Switzerland though, it has this horrid mineral after taste to it." He set the glass down, adjusting under Eddie's wide eyed gaze.

"I don't know if that was bullshit or not but it sounded legit."

"It's legit what some girl said at a party once. I've never sourced where my water came from, but it works for just about anything. If you can articulate why you don't like something, it comes off better than just saying you don't like it."

"What kind of parties did you go to?", Eddie smirked.

Steve shrunk a little. "Just, you know, parties. So what's your experience with sushi?"

"Supermarket stuff", Eddie said simply.

"....You're kidding. How long have you been a rockstar?"

"I didn't realize this was an interview."

Steve tapped the table as he considered something. He looked to the other part of the restaurant. The bar where chefs were preparing the food. He almost asked Eddie a question directly, but remembered his role as a sugar baby. It wasn't his job to ask how much something would cost or even to ask Eddie to spend the money. All he needed to do was ask for what he wanted.

So he moved over to Eddie's side of the booth and leaned in close to his space. "I think you need something a little more...fresh."

"Fresh?", Eddie echoed as Steve led him to stand.

"And flavorful."

"Uh-huh."

"And satisfying", Steve whispered the last part before sitting down at the bar.

Eddie didn't know when Steve got him here but he did and he ordered something called 'omakase' and suddenly the chef's hands got really busy. He put a little filet of something on rice and then took a blow torch to it.

"I didn't know you could cook the fish..."

It was placed in front of him, but Eddie was still skeptical, which Steve noticed.

"'Omakase' means you're trusting the chef to pick out the best for you", he said. Then Steve took his chopsticks and picked up his piece. He ate it in one bite and Eddie subconsciously swallowed as he watched it pass his beautiful lips and then slide down that gorgeous throat. He wasn't even eating sexily, that was just how far gone he was.

Then Steve picked up Eddie's piece and held it to his lips. Eddie didn't even hesitate to open up and let it in. Tender rice, delicate fish, a total opposite to the sushi he'd experienced before. And it didn't stop there. The chef served cut after cut and each time, Steve asked him what he liked or didn't like.

Eddie was no slouch when it came to language. So he was able to come up with that on his own. He had just never considered respectfully refusing food and to do so with a haughty air deserving of a celebrity.

"Mmm, great choice on the shrimp", Eddie praised the chef. "Texture is superb. Sweet on the tongue too. Nice one, Tatsuro-san."

"Better than the crab?", Steve asked.

"I'm sorry, but nothin' beats an old fashioned crab boil for me. It's the only way I can eat crab."

"You've got opinions and you know how to voice them. I never imagined that be an issue for you, but I think you're ready now."

"Oh I've got opinions out the wazoo. I was just taught to never complain about food."

"Good boy", Tatsuro commented as he prepared something else.

"Very good", Steve agreed as an oyster on a half shell was put in front of him and Eddie.

Tatsuro winked at Eddie and he tried not to think about it as they finished up the course. He was absolutely not thinking about how oysters were an aphrodisiac, or how he'd had a great time, or how this felt like a date and not an outing with a hot piece. He wasn't doing a good job of being a sugar daddy, was he?

Time to fix that up right away. He paid for the meal, leaving a generous tip and led Steve out the restaurant, arm around his waist.

"You were extremely helpful. I can honestly say I like sushi now", he beamed. "And I think excellent service deserves a reward."

"You gonna give me a tip too?", Steve teased. And there was certainly a tip Eddie wanted to give him. Really the whole thing, but he had another idea in mind. And thankfully the appropriate place wasn't too far from here.

"You're buying me a suit?", Steve realized as they walked into a tailor's.

"I've got an eye for these kind of things. And you need something to match your new watch", Eddie said. He had a feeling Steve knew what to do, so he let him free.

Steve gave him a look and Eddie made a 'go on' motion. So Steve went, picking out different pieces for himself to assemble a new suit. There was a man awaiting any need of assistance and did so once Steve came out of the dressing room and stood in front of the mirrors.

Eddie was sitting before him, watching as Steve appraised his reflection and the tailor took some of his measurements. The suit was in silver, with a black shirt underneath. He finished of the look with a dark blue handkerchief in the chest pocket. It already looked great. Eddie knew he'd be breathtaking once it was bespoke. He ached to put his hands on him but public decency kept him from doing so.

"You look good enough to show off", Eddie praised.

"You look like you have somewhere in mind", Steve said, looking at the other man through the mirror.

"There's a shindig goin' down that I wouldn't mind having a date to."

Eddie put in the order for the suit to be done the day before the event. "Let's head back to my place."

This time, as they traveled, Steve was the one who couldn't keep his hands to himself. His hand stroked Eddie's thigh, getting close to where he wanted but never actually touching.

"What're you thinking about?", he asked when he noticed how hard Eddie was holding the wheel.

"Oysters. And you." And how he really should get a personal driver on hand.

Steve laughed softly and let a finger do circles on his crotch. "I think our chef was trying to be subtle. But I know what oysters are supposed to do."

"Oh?"

"And I don't need any culinary suggestion to get me in the mood." Honestly, he kind of felt like blowing Eddie now and probably would have chanced it if it wasn't still light out. "Can you be a good boy like he said?"

Eddie nodded.

"Good. Because we still have to take the elevator."

They didn't get as far as they did the first time they took this elevator but Eddie did attach himself to Steve's back and kissed at his neck. Once again, Steve could see their reflection in the wall. Eddie's eyes roamed his torso, wanting to go further but holding back. He only got bold enough to pinch a nipple through his shirt when the doors opened to their floor.

Steve only moved because of Eddie's prompting, finding it very easy to melt in his hold. They got about two steps out of the elevator before Eddie pushed him against the wall, kissing his lips and running his hands up under his shirt.

"Saw you lookin' at yourself in the elevator. Pretty baby likes how he looks?"

Steve's only response was to moan against his lips and rub against his leg. The closest camera was all the way at the end of the hall, though they'd be screwed if anyone opened up their door. He knew he looked good and liked looking good. And he'd seen the way Eddie's eyes were glued to him at the tailor's. That was a good feeling too.

Eddie took out his key card to open up his door and pulled Steve inside. They migrated to the couch, just needing to get horizontal. Steve lied underneath, Eddie's leg in between his again and providing friction as he rutted up against it. It was so hot, Eddie wanted to watch him get off just like this. If he got his pants off he could watch that sweet pussy drag-

Steve nearly jolted off the couch when a loud guitar riff sounded from Eddie's back pocket.

"Shit", Eddie hissed when he realized who was calling. He could ignore it, but he knew they'd just keep it up until they got to his door.

"You need to take that?", Steve asked, voice a little breathless.

"Just-just gimme a moment, it'll be quick." Eddie answered and Steve could be patient. He just couldn't be good and patient. He rubbed at Eddie's arm before taking his hand in his own. He brought it to his lips and swirled his tongue around his index finger, keeping his gaze down at first and then looking up at Eddie.

The man above him was speechless, up until whoever he was talking to shouted at him from the other end and got his attention again. Well, half of it anyway. The other half was on Steve sucking down two of his fingers now. Eddie groaned both in frustration and the beautiful man under him. Steve was only half following the conversation but it sounded like their time together might be cut short.

Eddie hung up with a sigh. "Baby...baby I gotta go."

"Right now?", Steve asked.

"Yeah but...but if you could, I mean you can stay here until I get done. It'll be quick, just a couple of hours tops. And I can take you out to dinner too."

"You want me to stay?"

Eddie's hair shook as he nodded. He stood up, glad he had a bit of time to calm his boner down. Then he saw Steve lying there on the couch, lips kissed wet and certain his lips farther down were just as glistening. He leaned over to cup him between the legs, feeling the warmth through his clothes.

"Don't forget who this belongs to", he growled when Steve whimpered.

"Okay." And because this man was sent from above, he whispered, "Daddy."

Eddie couldn't hold back then, kissing him hard, tongue marking his insides while rubbing Steve through his pants. He unzipped them, thinking he could just get him off quick when the ringtone sounded again. Pulling back was the hardest thing to do.

"Keep it nice and warm for me", Eddie said before fully removing himself.

"Hurry back."

And then Steve was alone. In a rockstar's hotel room. He thought about what a sugar baby might do when their daddy went off for what must be a very important but impromptu meeting, especially when it stopped such a heated moment. It became very obvious what he needed to do and so he headed straight for the bedroom.

Part 5

I need you to know that when I first envisioned this fic it was literally just supposed to be smut with connecting scenes but it somehow turned to "don't catch feelings" and "oops we're accidentally dating" the fic so here we are.

Tag Team

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#apo writes #stranger things #fanfiction #steddie #platonic stobin #omegaverse #a/b/o #next part is gonna be oohoohoo!

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Calling them by their name

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Pairings: Suna, Oikawa, Bokuto, Atsumu, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Kenma, Kuroo X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humor

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: Some cussing done by me, Suggestive in Iwaizumi's part

Word Count: 1.2K

A/n: It's been a while since I last wrote for Haikyuu so-

This TikTok compilation on YouTube

↳Yamaguchi

"Yamaguchi Tadashi!"

The man looks at you frightened, like he just saw a ghost or smthn lmao, making you Almost feel bad about this prank.

"What? What happened?" "Did you eat all the Ice cream I saved for myself?"

Lmao now he's scared af.

"I-I No I didn't! I put it in the freezer like you told me too!" "Then why isn't it there? You're telling me that the freezer ate it itself?" "IDK!" "Yamaguchi Tadashi!" "BABE STOP CALLING ME BY MY FULL NAME YOU'RE SCARING ME"

Runs to the store to buy you more Ice cream, little did he know you were the one who ate it, but you were too tired to go out so you used this method to make him go out and buy some instead lol

↳Tsukishima

"Tsukishima Kei!"

You really think He's gonna fall for that? huh

HUH!

He can clearly see how you're carefully watching him to see his reaction. He knows you're up to smthn immediately.

MF ignores you until you call him by his pet name😭

"Tsukishima Kei!" "..." "Tsukishima!" "..." "...Kei?" "..." "Kei Baby?" "What is it?"

"You're no fun" "And you're so dumb" "Hey!" "What? It rhymes! Who's not fun now?"

Just don't play pranks on this guy he will make you regret🤧

↳Suna

Much to your surprise, he has TikTok. Playing pranks on this guy is never successful cuz he's 10 steps ahead of you. Always.

Like when he finds you saying & doing smthn that sounds familiar to him he's like "Oh it's that prank I saw yesterday! She thinks she can fool me? That's cute. Let me mess with her a little bit"

"Suna Rintarou!" "F/n L/n!" "Suna Rintarou this is a serious matter!" "I'm listening F/n L/n!" "Suna why are you doing this?" "I don't know what you're talking about, L/n" "RIN-"

He will be the one who wins in the end. Always.

You sometimes find it tough to hold yourself back from punching him, but you're in love with his punky ass so you have to deal with it.

↳Atsumu

Cute whiney baby T^T

IDK why I find him so adorable lmao

You don't even have to call him by his full name to upset him. Saying his first name instead of pet names is enough to damage his heart lmao

"Atsumu?"

The guy looks like he's been shot in the heart LMFAO

"Why are ya callin me Atsumu?🥺" "Um... I mean, that's your name, right?" "No! 'm not Atsumu! 'm baby! or Sweety! or Hubby! Who do ya think yer callin Atsumu?"

He won't talk to you unless you make it up to him by extra kisses & smooches cause I'm not kidding, THE GUY IS HURT.

↳Osamu

Now he's a bit different from his twin. He will get irritated at first, but as the mf he is, he is gonna make you regret.

"Miya?"

He literally stops whatever he's doing, raises his head to stare at you with a blank expression. Maybe you can sense a sharp dagger stabbing your heart lmao.

"Did ya just call me Miya?" "... I..."

Ngl he looks scary af. Though his expression is blank I AM TELLING YOU.

Goes back to his business with the blank expression meanwhile ignoring the fuck out of you for the whole night.

Will not back down unless you're on you're knees begging him to pay attention to you lol

"'Samu!" "What's that sound I'm hearing? Never mind" "SAMU PLEASE I'M REALLY SORRY-"

↳Bokuto

His reaction is the same as 'Tsumu's but a bit tenser lmao.

"Bokuto?"

His head that was on your chest suddenly raises for you to meet his puppy eyes.

"Suger Cube? Why are you calling me by my name? Did I do something?🥺🥺🥺🥺"

INSTANT REGRET LMAO

He's innocence is enough for you to feel bad and suffocate him in your arms T^T

"No Mwah* Baby Mwah* I'm sorry it was Mwah mwah* just a prank!"

Just cuddle your baby owl a bit more he deserves it T^T

↳Oikawa

This mf deserves it.

Fuck him up.

Make him cry.

Choke him. Kill him. Slap him-

Ahem. Where were we?

So yeah basically he's a jerk and he deserves all the pranks in the world lmfao

"Oi Shittykawa! Didn't I tell you to clean your room? Why is it still a mess?"

MF IS STUNNED AF LMAO

"BABE WHY DO YOU HAVE TO CALL ME THAT- sighs* Even my own S/o bullies me, what a cruel world indeed"

BITCH WHAT'S WITH THE FORMAL LANGUAGE

"Just shut up and do it already" "Babe you're so mean😪" "You deserve it YOU HANDSOME BASTARD-"

↳Iwaizumi

This guy is so good. So husband material. So hot. So much in shape. ANYWAYS-

He's surprised. Very surprised.

"Iwaizumi Hajime!"

Looks up from his phone immediately to meet your frustrated expression.

Frustrated by how hard you're trying to hold back your laugh.

"What is it honey?" "Did you forget to wash the dishes?" "No they're all done" "Then did you forget to take out the trash?" "Took it five hours ago" "Then what about... what about..."

Lmao now he gets what's going on.

A smirk appears on his face as he throws is phone on the couch and the next thing you know you're pinned to the cushions with him on top of you.

"What was that about? Are you trying to tease me or something?"

BRUH he looks so hot like this that you're literally unable to talk.

"I- W-Well... what if I am?"

Let's just say that you never dared to play pranks on him again🚶🏻‍♀️

↳Kenma

NOOOOOOOOO

Why you doing this to my cat boy lmao T^T

"Kozume?"

Pauses his game and turnes to look at you with a HUGE sulk on his face.

HE IS ANNOYED.

"Why did you-" "Kozume? Really?"

Lmao his pouty face makes you chuckle a bit

"That's your name isn't it?" "What happened to baby, sweetheart, love of my life..." "KENMA BABY I'M SORRY-"

God knows why he looks so cute when he's all sulky lmao

↳Kuroo

Lmao I can never bring myself to mess with him.

WHY IS GOJO'S VOICE PLAYING IN MY HEAD HELP-

Anyway he will get you back, and a thousand times harder.

It's like you called him by his full name once, and ever since then he keeps calling you by your last name lmao.

You come home after a long day? "Well look who it is! The one and only L/n!" "I FUCKING HATE YOU TETSURO-"

This doesn't stop when you're in public. Or in front of your parents.

When your mom's on the other line? "L/n it's your mom she wants to talk to you!"

When you're out with friends? "L/n would you be kind and pass the salt please?"

People keep asking if you got into a fight or smthn LMFAO

So yeah this will go on for a while until he gets tired of it or he hurts your feelings then he will apologize for BEING SUCH A DICK crossing the line a bit too much.

Interactions are appreciated! :)

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[hansolsfearofbugs]

Hii i really enjoy your skz fic, do you mind to write part 2/what does they do when confess/after confessing(skz in a relationship) you don't have to if you dont want to

ofc I'd be happy too! thanks for the request!

SKZ- Love Confessions

how and why they'd finally confess their feelings to you, sfw warnings: swearing, kissing, all are gender neutral but hyunjin's mentions reader in a dress, intentional (but probably inconsistant) lowercase, yeah i think that's it, enjoy!

hyung line edition- Bang Chan, Lee Know, Changbin, Hyunjin

part 3: skz in a new relationship- coming soon!

maknae line- coming soon!

check out my other works if you'd like :)

Bang Chan

drafted a whole ass speech

practiced on felix

"mate just ask her out...I can't listen to this again"

"but do you think its good enough? will she be weirded out? i shouldn't do this, there's no way she likes me back"

really scared that he's going to make you uncomfortable

doesn't want to make it seem like he's pressuring you into anything

doesn't think someone as wonderful as you would want to be with him

the members have assured him over and over that you share his feelings after witnessing several of your not-so-subtle hints that he himself can't seem to catch on to

treats you to a nice dinner before walking you home

confesses to you outside of your home because he didn't want you to feel cornered at any time

this way if you don't return his feelings, he knows you're already safe at home

starts his speech by talking about how much he loves and respects you as a person

talks about how he falls even more in love with you every time he sees you do something kind for the members

ends it by saying that he really likes you and wants to be your boyfriend, if you'll have him

is very obviously nervous throughout the whole thing

can barely meet your eyes at the beginning but slowly gains more confidence once he sees the love and adoration in your eyes

there's a pause while you're taking everything in and he starts to panic

is in the middle of reassuring you that it's okay if you don't feel the same and that he'll still be there for you no matter what when you cut him off by pulling him in for a hug

it's the happiest moment of his life when you tell him you want to be his

Lee Minho

sees you curled up on the couch with soonie, doongi, and dori, all sleeping peacefully and he knew he had to have you in his life

asks all the members for feedback because he doesn't know if his plan is stupid or not

isn't one for big speeches so he goes for a grand gesture instead

went out and bought all your favorite sweets and a shit ton of flowers

decorated the living room to make it cute and romantic

was high key stressing about if the decor looked right until the members finally got him to calm down over facetime

calls you and asks if you can come over to talk about something

you were a little scared because he sounded super worried over the phone

when you knock on the door you hear him affirm "i can do this" to himself before he opens the door

opens the door holding your favorite flowers with a nervous smile on his face

his eyes light up when he sees you

can't help but admire how pretty you look even if it's just your casual attire

"um come in please"

"minho whats all this?" you say as you take in all the decorations

there's flowers literally everywhere

hw swears his heart skipped when you bent down to say hi to soonie, doongie, and dori, who all came to greet you after they heard your voice at the door

seeing you fit so perfectly into his life already has his heart racing

you turned back to face him, dori in your arms

"it's so pretty minho, what's the occasion?"

"well i um...i'm kind of in love with you." He steps closer to you

"and i wanted you to know" he says, meeting your eyes

you lean up, lightly kissing him

"i love you too minho" you say with a slight chuckle "now what are we going to do with all these flowers?"

"there's chocolates too" he says, pulling you in for another kiss

Seo Changbin

you were crying

the one thing changbin truly hates seeing

your situationship had just broken things off with you with no explanation

really you were just using him to distract yourself from your long standing crush on changbin

you had convinced yourself that having a crush on your bestfriend was stupid because he'd never reciprocate your feelings, but you were so wrong

seeing you with another guy broke changbin's heart

he hated seeing another man make you smile and laugh they way he wanted to

it hurt to hear you talk about another guy and he hated it when you'd ask his opinions on outfits you'd be wearing for a date with someone that wasn't him, but he stayed by your side because he couldn't bear the thought of losing you

when you called him crying, he came to find you right away

kept you curled up into his chest and just let you cry

but when you pulled away and started asking him things like what was wrong and why you were unloveable, he couldn't take it anymore

he cupped your face in his hands and pulled you in close

"y/n, I love you... and any guy that makes you feel like you can't be loved is missing out on so much"

"binnie...you love me?"

he gently tucked your hair behind your ear

"yes y/n, i always have."

"binnie, i love you too" you say as he pulls you back into his embrace

Hwang Hyunjin

ever the hopeless romantic hyunjin began planning his pefect love confession weeks ago

it began with a breakfast at an adorable coffee shop that the elderly woman he met while painting at the park recommended

he then took you to his favorite little bookstore cafe where you both picked out books for eachother to read over lunch

after that he took you to a beautiful boutique where he told you to pick out an evening gown for your dinner reservation that evening

he walked with you, holding onto the dresses you wanted to try on, sometimes adding a few of his own picks into the pile

you'd been in the dressing room for a while when he heard you call out to him

"jinnie?.. i uh need a little help with the zipper on this one"

he opened the fitting room door to see you standing there in the one of the gowns he picked out

"could you just help me with the zipper?"

"um yeah... of course" he says, eyes lingering on the way the dress hugs your figure

he doesn't mean to stare, you're just so perfect

he's immediately thinking about painting you in the dress later

approaches you slowly, inspecting the zipper

fastens it slowly, letting his fingertips linger on your bare skin

the lightness and care in his touch send chills up your spine

he looks up at your reflection in the mirror, now fully taking in the way you look in that dress

"god i love you" he says, mesmerized

"hyunjin?"

"shit i was supposed to say that after dinner"

starts rambling about how today was supposed to be his perfect confession to you and how he's just ruined it

continues rambling until you turn around and lightly kiss him

"jinnie, i love you too"

he pulls you in for another kiss, longer this time

one of his hands moves up to cup your face, the other wraps around your waist

"i'm still taking you to that dinner though"

check out skz-before they confess here!

#skz x reader #bang chan x reader #changbin x reader #lee know x reader #hyunjin x reader #stray kids x reader #skz imagines #bang chan imagines #changbin imagines #lee know imagines #hyunjin imagines #stray kids imagines #skz fluff #bang chan fluff #lee know fluff #changbin fluff #hyunjin fluff #stray kids fluff #skz scenarios #bang chan scenarios #lee know scenarios #changbin scenarios #hyunjin scenarios #stray kids scenarios #skz x you #bang chan x you #lee know x you #changbin x you #hyunjin x you #stray kids

[the-sage-libriomancer]

Shigure's relationship with Kyo drives me crazy. he doesn't hate Kyo in the slightest - in fact, he pities Kyo, and not in the condescending "oh you poor little boy, cursed to be a horrible, disgusting monster" sort of way that everyone else does. Shigure pities Kyo for the reason he should be pitied: he's just a kid caught up in a system so inhumane it can't possibly be survived without some seriously unhealthy coping mechanisms.

and it drives me crazy because - listen, Shigure is the only zodiac member who's emotionally aware enough to see the other zodiac members as exactly what they are. he knows Yuki is a severely traumatized kid who projects all of his self-hatred on a single convenient target. he knows Akito is really a scared little girl with a raging god complex (literally) and no concept of a healthy relationship. and he knows Kyo is a regular-ass human being who doesn't deserve to be locked up for the rest of his life just because some arbitrary system says so. he KNOWS it's stupid. he KNOWS it's ridiculous and unfair. and he has to share a house with Kyo knowing that Kyo is living with a sword over his head, hating himself and hating others in perfect tandem because he has no other way of coping with the insane amounts of negativity he's had to deal with his entire life.

but the thing about Shigure is that he KNOWS all of this, and the same time he doesn't really CARE. he feels sorry for Kyo, but an apathetic sort of pity, a disinterested "this is how it is. such a shame." sort of pity. in some ways he's worse than the other zodiacs because he DOES see Kyo as a person, someone he likes being around even, but he still considers Kyo below his attention because all his focus is on Akito and breaking the curse. and sure, once the curse is broken Kyo will theoretically be set free with the rest of them, but that's more of a coincidental side effect than anything. despite being in a much more dangerous and precarious mental space AND comfortably in Shigure's reach, Kyo is about as much a priority for Shigure as Ritsu or Momiji.

and it drives me CRAZY because i think Shigure does start actively caring about Kyo as the series goes on, but it's hard to tell when that happens and to what extent. when Kazuma told Shigure he planned to reveal Kyo's true form and Shigure said he was going too far - whose sake was it for? was Shigure trying to protect Kyo, who would be hideously traumatized/emotionally scarred by such a cruel betrayal? was he trying to protect Kyo and Tohru's relationship, which was still formulating and might, under such severe testing, ultimately end up damaged beyond repair? was he only trying to protect Tohru, who wasn't ready to be burdened by such a horrible aspect of the curse so soon, or perhaps simply didn't deserve it? or was it all for the sake of himself, trying to protect his still-forming plans of using Tohru's positive effect on the Sohmas to break the curse?

Shigure cares about Kyo, but they're not close and Kyo clearly isn't a priority. he treats Kyo like a person - offering him genuine advice, teasing him like he teases anyone else, even speaking up on his behalf once or twice - and yet he's too entrenched in the long game to spare much active interest in Kyo. for a very long time, he doesn't care about Kyo the way he cares about Yuki or Tohru, and it's never made clear when exactly that changed. and the thing that gets me about this whole situation is that right from the start, Shigure is in a position where he can meet Kyo at his level - as equals, just one human being to another - but he doesn't, because Shigure is a chessmaster, Shigure is someone who observes and calculates, Shigure never steps in unless one of his chess pieces makes a wrong move and he absolutely has to.

it drives me crazy. Shigure drives me crazy. this series drives me so so crazy.

#i think my point here was “shigure sees kyo as an actual human being but still treats him badly” #which is kind of the point of shigure - it's why he's such a gray character #he plays with people's lives like they're toys #but this post actually originated from the realization that shigure doesn't hate kyo in the slightest #(honestly i don't think the majority of the zodiac actually *dislikes* kyo. i think they're just too used to dehumanizing him) #and i was like “okay. so how *does* shigure view kyo?” #and then i thought about it more and went progressively more insane #tbf i think shigure knew he was being immoral in the way he treated kyo #he's incredibly self-aware and knows exactly what he's doing #he just chooses to do it anyway. that's why he calls himself “despicable” #i think the fact that kyo clearly suspects shigure has something more going on under the surface probably didn't help either #it's a very interesting sort of complex #anyway. them #fruits basket #shigure sohma #kyo sohma #analysis #edited for your convenience #(<-capitalized all the names bc it was driving me up the wall)

[teaboot]

Did you ever read or have your name read aloud in class as part of a story/poem/math problem? If so how did you feel about it?

I can vividly remember reading ahead and spotting my name and feeling my stomach drop like it does on a roller coaster but bad. I hated it so much, everyone looking at you and grinning when the name was read and like no I have no affiliation with this person or their actions do not look upon me and judge.

*Asks are sent for fun, no pressure to answer within a certain amount of time or at all.*

different for different classes, honestly.

Art: Loved being called up in art, it was my best subject, I graduated early and volunteered to do grade 11 art again as a TA. Art was the best. No issues.

Math: Eh. I'm good at it, but I was REALLY BAD at it in school, mostly due to the way it was taught. Didn't really care, though, just sort of an "Ah fuck, better get this wrong fast so I can sit down again" deal.

English: LOVED the class, LOVED books, HATED reading aloud or reading my own work. One teacher I had would read whatever assignments she thought were done best, so I wrote garbage half the year on purpose. Didn't step it up until she told me I was failing and would have to retake the class, and then tested me on my own work cause the quality was suddenly better and she thought I was plagiarizing it from somewhere.

THEN I had a fucking English teacher who thought his ass was in Good Will Hunting or some shit. Like I was his goddamn charity project. Dude kept telling me I had "a really special talent". Every single class we'd have to bring our own short story and every single class he'd ask me if I wanted to read mine out loud and EVERY TIME I'd say no. Hearing people read theirs would give me anxiety attacks so fuckin bad. One day he didn't even ask, just took my work off my desk and started reading. I literally just stood up and booked it. Skipped p much the whole day sitting outside. "Do you wanna talk sbout your feelings" type asshole. Dickhead

I enjoy all these subjects MUCH more as an adult

Edit: OOOOOH, you mean like having my name incorporated into a textbook? Nah, never happened to me, my name's too weird lol

#Teaboot asks

[starluvsx]

★𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Word count:742

Proof read: yessirrr

WARNINGS: reader being like harassed by some guy,swearing,anxious matt(ik that might cause flash backs for some of you), reader is mentioned as 'internet famous' , threats of violence

A/N: came up with this on a whim so it’s probs not my best writing

𖦹 𖦹

“Can you just do it for me pleaseeee” Matt begged as we sat at the McDonald’s table looking at his wrong order.it wasn’t even just slightly wrong,it was a whole different meal.he had ordered a 10 piece meal and got a Mc chicken.

Normally I would’ve just gone up and said something but I was quite literally in the middle of eating.like 17 fires stuffed in my mouth. “Matt you are a grown ass 20 year old man, you can tell them you got the wrong order.”I said with my mouth full

He looked at me with an annoyed and nervous face,smacked his arm against his side a bit and then eventually grabbed his tray and anxiously walked up to the counter to tell them the order was wrong. I love him but he has to break out of his shell and stop being so nervous.

The face he made as he walked back to me with a tray of the right foods was enough to make me burst out laughing (this face😐). “See, was it that hard? ''I said with a shit eating grin as my boyfriend sat down in front of me with his food that he actually ordered.

“Never again, that was so awkward oh my gosh” he said as he shook his head beginning to eat his food.i dismissed his dramaticness as I turned back to my food.

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Matt wasn't big on parties.he almost never went to them in highschool and continued that streak Into adulthood.but tonight was different.I had somehow dragged him to a party.mainly because if he didn't go with me than I would've have had to go alone.and ya'know a 19 year old girl who also happens to be internet famous at a party alone didn't sound super good.so he hesitantly came along with me.

Once I had gotten pretty tired of dancing in the large group of people I decided I would head over to the bar where Matt was standing with a drink which I could only assume to be coke. when I was about 5 steps away from my boyfriend a sweaty hand gripped my shoulder, immediately startling me. "hey uh, could i buy you a drink?" a man drunkenly asked me.

"Oh no thank you, I have a boyfriend" I said with a sweet smile on my face so as to not escalate a situation that didn't need to be escalated.the sound of my voice immediately made Matt shoot his head up from his phone, becoming aware of the predicament I was in.

as I tried to walk over to my boyfriend in question the man's grip only tightened. "who that guy?"the man asked sarcastically. "I could treat you better in 5 minutes than that scrawny guy could in a lifetime, he wouldn't even know what to do with you" the gross man continued.now that I knew what he meant by buying me a drink I was much more uncomfortable than before.

but nonetheless, still wanting to keep my cool I respond with a simple "I have a boyfriend, dip shit, leave me alone"while trying to get out of the man's grasp.

"didn't you hear her the first time,let go of her" matt stepped in and said.although matt wasn't one for getting confrontational or angry even, when he did it was fucking scary.

"what you gonna do huh?"the stranger teased, "You're like 5 '8 and 100 pounds, get outta here and leave her to a real man" he continued.he had now let go of me but was getting dangerously close to matt.

"ill slit your fucking throat if you so much as take another step closer to either of us"matt responded,voice now lower and more serious.i would like to say he was just saying that to scare the guy off but i couldn't sense one bit of bluff in his tone.

"ugh whatever"the guy said before turning around and walking back into the sea of people dancing and drinking.matt then grabbed me by the waist to bring me closer to him

"Let's go home"was all he said before practically dragging me out of the party,not that I needed much help with wanting to go home anyways.

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #fluff #influencers #sturniolo triplets #x reader #youtube #celebrity

[bearhugsandshrugs]

I think you all know how much I love Halsin, but replaying the grove missions I can't help but think what kind of a bad leader he was. And I'm being dead serious.

First off, Kagha. He put someone as second-in-command who easily got desperate and trusted the wrong crowd. If you play out the Shadow Druid line, you hear how there suddenly appeared a letter to her and it didn't take much convincing for her to join them. But also, you can rather easily persuade her to turn on the Shadow Druids, too! So you're left with a deputy who can't hold her own ground, is easily swayed, and basically let her power fantasies get the better off her at the first chance. Now, you might ask: why is this Halsin's fault?

Aside from the obvious bad pick as his stand-in, he apparently had not developed her to perfom better as a leader at all. He set her up to fail: He left her, on short notice, in the middle of a crisis (already a bad call – he should have asked someone else to go with Aradin). But even before that, he apparently never taught her what kind of measures would be appropriate during duress, or she wouldn't have jumped at the first best chance to betray him.

But more. Many of the druids comment on how Halsin is "weak", not only Kagha. You can hear the idle conversations when you walk the grove. And they're not only about taking in the refugees. So there seems to be general discontent amongst his own community about his leadership, even portrayed by the fact that Halsin felt the need to hide his thoughts in a diary only carried by himself. You can also find a note which says that he asked the Emerald Enclave for help and they won't send any. Plus, last but not least, you seriously have not put any effort in developing a worthy successor (Kagha aside)? Really? Sure, you can get someone from the outside, but why, if you're leaving anyway? That play would make the most sense if Halsin intended to return and then step down, which seems telling in itself.

Even more. Because right outside the grove there are several harpies with literal bodies and skeletons piling up on the beach. You have a whole ass community of druids yet no one thought to actually walk, what, 15 minutes down to the beach to see what's going on down there? You couldn't be bothered to do something about it?

And it pains me to write this, because he's supposed to be our guidance-giver, a retired leader so to speak, but what he leaves behind in the grove is little to show for. He remarks himself several times that he wasn't truly happy there, and later you find out that he had to step up as arch druid when his previous leader was killed. And then he took the community to the grove and established a community there. A community that was made up entirely of refugees, and then is all too eager to turn on tiefling refugees the second those strangers come into the same scenario Halsin once led them out of.

Of course he can't be responsible for everything, but he is (or was) responsible for the culture there. And what we see of it? No thank you, actually.

It's probably because for a hundred years he was restless, seeking to figure out the shadow curse, weighed down by guilt and desperation of not finding any answers. Add to that his whole trauma-response of his whole laissez faire lifestyle – do as you wish, basically, as long as it won't harm anyone – and you get the Emerald Grove. At the same time Larian is trying to sell us Halsin as this wise man who has seen everything and can't be shaken easily, but man. Yeah maybe that's true. But maybe he should be shaken up more easily. Actual lives are at stake. This is not the time to be so chill.

Last but not least: I think Halsin knows this. But he can't get past the doubting himself stage. He can't just admit it to himself, admit that his avoidance of deeper bonds caused this. He voices doubts, sure, and says that not solving the shadow curse sooner was his biggest failing. YET. How could he have done that without allies? And that's the thing: In a century of not properly settling down to develop stronger bonds – to his own community of druids, to others, hell even to Jaheira, who he knew of was there! – he had no allies to cure the shadow curse. No allies meant there was no one to seriously grieve over if they should die, like he did with Thaniel and his former arch druid. At the same time no allies meant also that he was destined to fail. But instead of seeking said allies, he stayed in the grove, sought refuge in books and tests, and shied away from befriending others.

It's why he needs Tav so much and why he stays back in camp for most of Act 2. He can't get too close. He is literally unable to form stronger relationships to people he can rely on. I think it's past trauma preventing him from it. Does he know this, deep down? Probably. Will he ever admit it? Not in the game. Unfortunately.

#bg3 spoilers #halsin #wake up i'm ranting about halsin again

[braimin]

Unintentional Love, Accidental Hurt

A fic for the posts I made about Zoro being the romantic one in zosan. It's on ao3 if you wanna read it there <3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53983834

It’s one of those rare moments in an inn when Sanji gets the courage to ask. They’d spent the whole night together and Sanji had accidentally woken him up before the sun had started to rise. He doesn’t have to say anything, as he sits up for a quick smoke to start his day, Zoro gets up and grabs his clothes for him. It’s a ritual they’d started a long time ago. Sanji decides when it’s time to leave or when the moment is over, and Zoro wordlessly gets up and dresses his cook.

"Do you love me ?" Zoro stops buttoning Sanji's shirt and looks up. "You’re nakama. What do you think ?"

Sanji should’ve known he’d have to specify, of course his marimo would answer like that. "I meant do you , like , love me," he tries to emphasize that word. His ears go hot as Zoro stares at him, but he refuses to look away.

"You’re part of the crew, cook, should be obvious that I love you." Sanji can tell it’s not clicking for him, that his idea of love is different from the one Sanji is asking about. He’s dense, so Sanji swallows around his fear and says "Is that all ?" Zoro's face remains flat.

"What else would there be ?"

That stupid question pisses Sanji off and makes him regret opening his mouth. Zoro, who just took the time to dress him so the cook wouldn’t have to lift a finger; Zoro, who literally kisses every single joint while putting on every piece of clothing, can’t think of any other type of love he would be asking about ?

Sanji swings his leg in from the side and knocks the jerk’s knees out from under him. Before his ass is even on the ground the cook is grabbing his jacket and all but running to the door.

"Oi, don’t just -" he doesn’t stay to hear the rest of whatever is being said. He takes three steps at a time down the stairs and out the inn, already lighting a new cigarette. He smokes two more on the walk back to the ship.

-

Of course the cook is already long gone by the time Zoro has gotten his clothes on. He looks left and right when he gets on the street. He knows it didn't take that long for them to get here last night , but they took several turns to get here. Zoro was too focused on Sanji raving about the color of the rice here to really pay attention to the exact directions. Besides, Sanji led them here and he was supposed to leave with Sanji, why would he need to know if they were going left or right ?

He looks at the building and tries to remember which side they approached it from, he'll start with going that direction. He passes the same street vendor four times before Zoro finally decides to just grab the closest person and make them take him to the docks. He locks eyes with some kid first and makes his way straight for him. He doesn't make it very far before he hears a familiar voice.

"Oh how serendipitous, good morning Zoro." He turns to see Robin standing in front of a building with a large sign shaped like a book above her. "Are you free to lend a hand this morning ?"

He raises a brow, "With what ?"

"Nami has made a deal with this bookkeeper for some interesting books and a rather expensive looking relic in return for helping him move into his new shop." She raises her hand as if to present the building behind her that looks anything but new. "I was going to go get Franky, but if you're here, I won't have to pull him from his repairs."

Zoro sighs. It's probably best to stay away from the ship for a bit anyways. He figures that if he shows his face around the cook, it'd just become a target for his foot. He follows Robin inside and is mildly annoyed to find Nami sitting at a small table eating little squares of what he assumes is candy.

The entire shop is full of boxes and empty bookshelves. Nami doesn't move from her seat as she gives him a quick overview of which boxes will be unpacked where. He starts to unpack the first section, not really pay attention to how much time passes as he moves. He just mindlessly moves things back and forth while he replays his morning with Sanji. He tries think of what exactly he said wrong.

Sure, he knows Sanji can be insecure, and every now and then Sanji will need some comfort after a bad dream, but he's never asked something like that before. Zoro didn't think Sanji was the type that would need verbal validation. But even if he does, Zoro did say i love you. So what was the big deal ? He freezes when a piece of hard candy hits the back of his neck. Behind him Nami looks slightly disturbed and Robin watches him curiously over her book.

"What's got you thinking this hard ? I'm worried I'll start seeing smoke come out if I let you think this hard for too long." Robin giggles at her exaggeration and Zoro is pretty sure she's imagining something like his head exploding. But Nami is asking what's wrong, and he bets the girls can give at least some sort of insight on what that cook is thinking.

So he puts his handful of books down and turns to them fully. "Witch, do you love me ?" He earns two more pieces of candy shot to his face for asking.

"Ew ! Did you already burn up your brain thinking too hard ? Why would you ask me that ?" She feigns a shiver and Zoro rolls his eyes. He waits for her shock to calm and stares at her seriously. "Of course I do, but why are you trying to get me to say it ? Freak."

Robin puts her book down and leans toward him. "Is something wrong ? If you're sick, we should go see chopper."

" 'm not sick and nothin's wrong. Nami's answer is normal, right ?"

"When it's you asking, yeah." Nami throws another piece, this time Zoro makes a point to catch it and throw it right back where it came from.

"That's it right ? That's supposed to be how it goes."

"Well typically the sentiment is returned after asking, but yes swordsman-kun, that is a rather common way for it to go."

"So I was supposed to ask him to say it back ? Is that why he's acting like that ?" He says it more to himself, but Zoro notices his mistake immediately.

"Exactly who is acting like what ?" Nami leans over the table looking very much like the cat that's caught the canary and Zoro is filled with so much regret. Dealing with the violent legs of a certain curlybrowed cook suddenly seems a million leagues better than being stuck in a room with the two most nosy demons on the grandline.

He whips back around and starts to put more books on the shelf in front of him. "Dunno what you're talkin about. I didn't say anythin."

"You brought this whole thing up first ya'know. If you're looking for advice just ask."

"And get charged a million for your 'services' ? Fat chance." He grumbles as he reaches for another box.

"I won't charge this time, I swear ! Besides, you've been working hard enough for the past four hours, come take a seat and tell us about your woes." He can hear Nami pull out a chair and pat it a few times. If it's free, he supposes it won't hurt to tell them. And he's pretty sure they knew who he was talking about without any specifics. So he drops down into the chair and tells them the conversation he and the cook had.

As soon as he's finished Nami yanks him in by the ear. "I can't believe you ! He wanted you to say you were in love with him you idiot !" he tries to pull his head away. "Why would I tell him that ?"

"Gee I don't know, maybe cause you are ?" That throws Zoro for a bit of a loop. Is that really what she thought ? Is that seriously what Sanji was wanting to hear ? "No I'm not."

"You can't seriously think you aren't in love, Zoro. I mean, I've heard the shit you say to him sometimes. You call him pretty almost everyday."

"Usopp does too ! I'm not the only one."

"Usopp says that stuff to get out of trouble and is a notorious liar. You say it because you actually think he's pretty. And I've seen you feed him, you're always taking care of him or trying to touch him, honestly, sometimes you act like you might actually die if you don't get his attention every other minute." Robin hums in agreement and Zoro wants to disagree, really.

"Luffy's fed me before." is really the only retort he can think of.

"Yeah when you were tied to a post and couldn't feed yourself. Sanji doesn't even have to ask, you just do it. And it's not like you go around feeding people. Would you feed me ?" Zoro wrinkles his nose at the thought.

"The two of you already have a sexual relationship, and it has always been obvious the two of you share a bond different from the one you have with the rest of us. Is the idea of you being in love really all that far fetched ?"

Huh. That.. makes more sense when it comes from Robin. It makes him think about the night before. After he'd cleaned the both of them up and pulled the cheap blanket over them, Sanji leaned in and put his head on Zoro's chest. He was half asleep when Sanji whispered into the quiet room, 'Why are you always so nice to me when we do this ?'

'Cause it's you.' He didn't mean it like that, he was trying to say it's because he knows Sanji. If he got into bed with a stranger he would be on his way as soon as they finished. But Sanji is his nakama, he's someone Zoro sees everyday. Really, what's the point of just up and leaving when you're going to see each other afterwards anyway ? And Sanji comes to him as a means of stress relief and comfort so of course Zoro is going to do what he can so the cook can enjoy himself.

Sanji, his selfless cook, does everything he can for the crew. He makes their meals with everyone's preferences in mind, he cleans the messes no one wants to touch, he says the things others need to hear, he protects them. If Zoro can give even a fraction of what the cook gives to the crew back to him, he will. He does, every chance he gets.

In hindsight, maybe he did mean to say it like that. It's not like he'd give this level of devotion to just anyone. Well, there’s Luffy, but it wouldn't be in the same way he shows the cook.

"I'll take your silence as an admission that we are right." Nami speaks with obvious pride as she leans back in her chair.

"I'm glad you've come to realize your feelings. You owe our dear Sanji an apology though, and an explanation. I'm sure he's feeling very frustrated and heartbroken as of now." Robin comments. Zoro hopes at least some of that anger has fizzled out though. He doesn't want to be blocking kicks through his confession. He stands with a sigh and is about to make his way to the door when he's snatched backwards by the sheath of one of his swords.

"He can wait until you finish this store," Nami says with a mean grin. "And after you're done we can take you back to the ship so you don't get lost." It's not like he actually gets lost, he doesn't. But this village's roads are confusing, so it would be faster for the girls to take him.

He turns back to the boxes of books.

-

Sanji hasn't left the galley since he returned to the Sunny. He's made so much food that for once, Luffy hasn't come to ask for a snack before lunch. His lovely ladies are sadly still in the village somewhere. Usopp had mentioned something about them making a deal with a shopkeeper so he has an idea of what they're doing. He's prepared some beautiful snacks for their return and he's almost done with lunch. He leans against his counter and lights a cigarette.

He's been trying very hard not to think about a certain mossheaded idiot, but it's pretty hard when that bastard has been in his head every minute of every day for weeks. He really can't tell if the jerk meant he doesn't see Sanji like that, or if he truly is just that dense. He knows Zoro's never had a lover. Shit, he barely had friends before Luffy found him. Does he just not know what love is ? Does he think about anything other than swords ? Maybe his brain is just too small to understand anything else.

He wants to think that's really what it is, inexperience and lack of a brain. Because then, Sanji can just explain it to him and maybe Zoro will say that he does in fact feel the same way. That thought is so much better than the alternative; better than being told that he does know what it means to love someone and Sanji just isn't worth-

He really shouldn't be thinking about this. He should just drop it and pretend he wasn't asking about it, he could just say he was having a bad morning and just wanted to be grumpy about something. Zoro would probably believe him if he used that excuse. Yeah, that's what he'll say if Zoro tries to ask about it.

He stubs out the small remains of his cigarette into his ashtray and turns back into his kitchen. Lunch is slow roasting in the oven so technically he doesn't have anything to do until it's ready. But maybe the ladies would like a palate cleanser after their snack and lunch. A sorbet perhaps ? This climate is warm enough that a cold treat would be enjoyable. Nothing too sweet though because the mari-

Damn, he wants to throw that bastard into the sea for taking up space in his head.

He's just putting dessert in the freezer when he starts to hear the telltale signs of the ladies arriving at the Sunny. He walks out to greet them and sees Zoro behind them carrying a large crate. Their eyes meet and Zoro gives him a look that reminds him of a guilty puppy. He somewhat expected Zoro to come back mad about what he did. Sanji had kicked him and left him to find his own way back to the ship, normally that would constitute Zoro coming back raring to go for a fight. But no, he stands in front of Sanji looking.. remorseful ? Is that what that look is supposed to mean ? He’s too busy trying to decode that face that he almost misses Robini’s story about the things they picked up. 

When she’s done, Zoro opens his mouth to say something but is interrupted by Nami snapping at him like you would a dog. “Come on Zoro, we need your help unpacking all of this.” He glares, but follows anyway.

“‘M not ‘helping’. I’m just doing it for you.”

“You’re not ‘doing’ anything but talking right now. Hurry up.” He growls like the caveman he is and makes his way to the library. With his wonderful women back, Sanji can distract himself by serving them. So he turns to go back to the galley.

“Oh, Sanji I almost forgot. There is a book I managed to find for you, I’ll have Zoro bring it to you when he’s done, okay ?” Robin has a dangerous tone in her voice, and an unnerving smile on her face. But he smiles back anyways, “Of course my dear!”

Unfortunately, he doesn’t get to distract himself by getting the ladies snacks. The whole time is spent thinking about the fact that Robin is having Zoro bring the books. And about the weird look he got from him. Bringing the snacks to them only makes things worse. Zoro has pulled his robe off and his swords sit in the chair next to Nami, who is complaining about how much Zoro owes her. “I thought you said you weren’t gonna charge me.”

“Yeah, for that. But that doesn’t mean the shit you got on our way out won’t cost you.”

“Robin got that shit, not me. Besides, I spent the whole morning doing stuff for you.” Nami rolls her eyes at that. Sanji wants to kick Zoro for talking to a woman like that, but he's not sure he can handle him turning his attention on Sanji just yet. Instead he leaves without acknowledging him and tries to prepare himself with what to say when Zoro comes into the galley.

-

Sanji didn’t seem all that mad when they first arrived, he didn’t complain about how Zoro spoke to Nami either. But a part of Zoro still feels uneasy as he approaches the galley. When he enters, Sanji looks up at him. His expression is a mix of annoyance and something Zoro’s thinks is close to fear. He raises his arm to show off the books in hopes of the cook not immediately kicking him out. To his surprise, Sanji puts a bowl of fruit on the counter and gestures for Zoro to sit. He takes a seat cautiously and slides the two books in range of the blonde.

“Robin only mentioned one book, what’s this one ?” 

“Jus’ another cookbook. Robin said this place gets crazy weather, I found a book about what they eat in the winter and showed it to her.” They’re both similar in size and share the same font, but the winter edition looked fancier to Zoro. Robin had told him it’s because the people here hold festivals when it snows, though honestly, he didn’t pay much attention to the whole explanation. He just thought about the reaction he might get when he handed Sanji both. He doesn’t always get the opportunity to find recipes from the islands they stop at so getting to add two seasonal books to his collection would probably make him happy.

The reaction is more muted than he was expecting. There’s still a soft smile on his face as he opens and flicks through the pages. Zoro can see him brush his fingers over the pictures but he doesn’t show the same excitement he normally would for the rare find. ‘Not all authors have the budget to add pictures into their books, Mosshead, so it truly is a gift to find the ones that show you what a dish is supposed to look like.’ He doesn’t get that spiel this time, and unease settles heavily in his stomach because of it. It’s like the cook senses the feeling, he looks up from the book and gives him a weird, almost apologetic look.

“Thanks Marimo, really.” He takes a breath like he’s trying to steady himself. “Um, about this morning, I wanted to, well like- Can we just forget I asked that ? I think I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed or something, I didn’t mean anything by it. So pretend I never said it.” 

His words get quieter with every syllable and Zoro is starting to feel really bad for spending so much time in that bookshop and leaving Sanji here to stew in his feelings. He shouldn’t have stayed, he should’ve left the girls in that bookshop to do the work themselves as soon as he realized what words the man was looking for. And he definitely shouldn’t let Sanji try to brush this under the rug. 

“Nah. I’m not gonna forget it, cause I’m in love with-“ Before he can finish his confession, a paring knife wizzes past him, just above his right ear. When it lands somewhere behind him Zoro doesn’t need to look to know it’s buried to the hilt in the wall. 

“Don’t say shit you don’t mean Mosshead. I’m serious,” Zoro finds himself a little nervous to open his mouth again. The cook never uses his kitchen knives as weapons, and the look of anger on his face is different from the one he’s used to seeing. 

“I never say shit I don’t mean, Curls. You know that.” He keeps his voice as calm as possible, it almost feels like he’s talking to a cornered animal with the way Sanji is poised to attack. “I love you.”

Sanji takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. The room is quiet aside from the soft sounds of a cigarette being lit. After a while Sanji looks back up at him and nods, like that’s an answer. Zoro tries to be patient in waiting for an actual response, but he starts to lose it when the bastard just turns to pull what he assumes is lunch out of the oven. There's a noticeable twitch beginning to form in his eye as Sanji continues to blatantly ignore him.

“Well ?” There’s a good few breaths where Zoro is sure the cook just isn’t gonna respond. But he does eventually look up from the food he’s plating. “Well what ? I’m busy, Marimo.” He does pull away from the counter as he speaks. Which makes Zoro think he’s going to be nice about the rest of this conversation.

“You’re supposed to say it back, asshole.” To that, Sanji throws his head back and laughs.

“After the emotional inconvenience you gave me ? Not a chance, Marimo. You’re gonna have to really work for it if you want me to say it back.” He’s still chuckling a little when he turns back to the oven. That twitch in Zoro’s eye is back tenfold.

“You’re kidding, right ? I already had to be the first one of us to say it. And I got you that damn cookbook.”

“Robin got me those cookbooks. And you haven’t even said sorry to me yet.” Zoro feels like he’s gonna explode, he's so annoyed. He rubs his face with a sigh.

“Alright sorry. What do you want me to do to make it up to you ?” Sanji leans back a little and makes a show of tapping his chin to think.

“Maybe if you got on your knees and be-”

“Fat fucking chance, Dartboard. I’d rather never hear you say it than get on my knees and beg you to say something I already know,” He snarls. The cook gives an innocent looking shrug and resumes his work.

 “Then I guess you’ll never hear me say it.” He’s so annoyingly smug about it, and makes Zoro wish he’s never said anything at all

“Fine. And you’re never gonna hear me say it again.”

“That’s okay, I already got you to say it.” 

“You fucker-”

-

Lunch happens later than it normally would. Not that anyone minds, Sanji had cooked them a big breakfast and fed those on the ship plenty of snacks. When he finally does call them to eat they find a spread just as large as breakfast had been. Thankfully it doesn’t really seem like Sanji is still stress cooking, he’s his usual happy self as he serves them. 

“And for my beautiful Nami-swan,” He sings as he sets down her plate. He receives a mischievous smirk in kind.

“Are you sure you should be complimenting me like that ? You’re a kept man now, aren’t you Sanji ?” Across the table from her Zoro chokes on his rice.

“Wha- I-I can assure you I am not. Why would you think that my dear ?” The rest of the table is turning their full focus on the two of them and it seems his words fall on deaf ears.

“You dudes made it official ? Super !”

“A truly momentous occasion.” 

“Wait, you guys weren’t already a thing ? I thought you two got together forever ago.”

“I told you they were just fucking, Luffy.”

“Really, we’re not together. I am still more than free for my wonderful ladies !”

“Wow Sanji, I thought you’d be the loyal lover type. You shouldn’t talk like that when your boyfriend is right there.”

“We’re not dating !”

#zosan #one piece #sanji was very brave lol #zoro is so dumb #back at it again with nami and zoro sibling energy #robin being big sister #this is 4000 words #i really didnt think itd be that much lol

[6mmad]

youngest obey me brother icks

eldest brother vers. here

cw: cussing

satan

asks for nudes in a unnecessarily polite way: "may i?" thinks it's very gentlemanly and smooth but he just sounds like an incel

opens the passenger door open for you but you can tell he almost forgot because he does that awkward fast-walk/strut all the way around the front of the car like a white suburban mom at the park

will stop mid walk to fix his socks (literally nobody can tell they were styled anyway)

will unironically interrupt a discussion with "let me be the devils advocate real quick 👆" and it's a discussion that very obviously doesn't even need that

asmo

is the person who steps on your big toe with the heel of his shoe and keeps it there for an extended time while you're painfully trying to tell him to get off, stares at you the whole time asking why you're flinching

has a bad day and changes all his social media profile pictures to a black screen and makes an insta story with "nobody hmu 💔 only real ones know what's wrong "

asks "why are you mad? :(" when you're not even mad but pesters you so much about it that you eventually get mad and he's like "see! you are mad!"

cleans your room and successfully distorts your concept of everything that was ever in your room, everything gets put in the wrong place but he only accepts a thank you

beel

eats the most heinous smelling food known to man and tries to kiss you directly afterwords with a mouth smelling like ten cans of bounce that ass

sits on the couch so aggressively that it projectile launches whoever was beside him (acts surprised about it every time)

eats any noodle based food so loud and chewy you can literally hear the squishy sounds from across the long ass HOL table and yes he's smacking his lips too

digs his wedgies with no shame, front or back wedgie, you're gonna see him digging to get it out and yes he might try to grab things afterwords like he didn't just find narnia up his ass

belphie

leaves his shoes at the entrance of any doors for some reason and ends up causing a literal hazard for not only you but also every living thing in Devildom

gaslights you when you tell him a story that he doesn't remember happening, says it never happened and that you're making it up or dreamt it

never puts things back from where he found them, grabs the salt shaker from the table and then puts it in the spice cabinet afterwords as if that's the first place everyone will look

says "ok so no offense but" and then proceeds to says the most heinous most insulting comment which he says is justified because he said "no offense" beforehand

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me swd #obey me devildom #shall we date #om! shall we date #otome game #asmo obey me #obey me asmo #asmodeus obey me #obey me hc #obey me hcs #obey me headcanon #obey me headcanons #obey me asmodeus #satan obey me #obey me satan #beel obey me #obey me beel #beelzebub obey me #obey me beelzebub #belphie obey me #belphegor obey me #obey me belphie

[footballlover8]

Hii, I was wondering if you could do a Gavi one where you both get into an argument and you stormed out of the house and get into an accident somehow, and Gavi’s worried about you (ending in fluff) pleaseee

Hi! Of course I’m sorry if it’s not completely how you wanted it but I tried and I hope you like it!❤️

Summary:What The request says^^^

Warnings:Swearing, car accident, bad translated Spanish and Portuguese. And maybe some fucked up English along the way😭

A/N: Somehow as I wrote the this I made her Portuguese all of a sudden, then without noticing I mentioned she has two older brothers and she ended up being João and Hugo Félix’s sister. They don’t interact though. She talks Spanish as well obviously. Oh And apparently I made her a footballer, sometimes my fingers completely take over😭

(Not my gif, all credits to the creator!)

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"I'm sorry but I can't control where other people look! If I could I would get every single girls's eyes off of you!" She yelled back clenching her fists in frustration.

"So this is about me now!?" He asked loudly stepping closer to her, making her step backwards. A part of him hurt when she did so.

"This literally is about you Gavi!" Hot Tears running down her face as she aggressively wiped them away.

"Well I'm sorry that some douche was literally looking at you like you were a fucking puta" The words coming out of his mouth took the couple by surprise.

He had never let his anger take so badly over him, usually he was the one who had to calm her down if she was angry at something or someone.

"Você acabou de me chamar de puta, seu pau do caralho!?" Who gave him the fucking rights to call her that?

(Did you just call me a whore you fucking dick!?)

"I have no fucking idea what you just said!" He groaned out of frustration, wanting to know what she said to him.

"Good!" Was all she said as she stormed off into the hallway grabbing a jacket to put on.

"Don't leave! We don't leave this house unless we haven't solved this"

"What is there to solve Pablo!? It's not my fucking problem he stared at me" She defended grabbing her house keys to their shared apartment.

"Y/N don't leave! I'm serious"

"So am I!"

He walked into the hallway were she was trying to find her shoes but both her and Gavi owned a whole shoe shop and on top of that they had the same pair of shoes.

The only difference being his big ass feet. Finally finding a pair that was hers, she slipped them on as Gavi kept on telling her not to leave.

If he could he'd grab her and drag her back into the living room but he knew better than that.

"Bye" she opened the door.

"Y/N we never leave this house not happy with each other! You know that damn well!"

He was about to grab her hand that was on the door handle, but luckily stopping himself before he could. If he touched her, she would explode he had seen her do so with her two older brothers.

"Y/N I'm serious!"

"Bueno! Yo también!" She responded walking out the door. (Good! So am I/Me too)

"Y/-!" As she slammed the door shut in his face he cursed to himself.

He rubbed his temple in not frustration and sadness. It was true the two never left the house or went to bed not happy with each other, so this was very bad.

Meanwhile as he calmed down she was bawling her eyes out as she walked down the street, she didn't have a drivers license. Ever since Gavi got his drivers license she had been his passenger princesa.

So she had to deal with walking, it didn't sound too bad, but she was a girl and it was starting to get dark outside.

Luckily there wasn't anyone on the streets, if there was they would probably look at her weirdly, it wasn't that normal to see a girl bawling her eyes out alone, in the middle of the streets.

The crying came naturally after a big fuss or a fight, it was something she had done since she was a kid. Being angry made her cry, as simple as that.

As well as everything was blurry she didn't wear your glasses. And her sight was not it without them.

If Pablo didn’t get so fucking jealous she would be able to see clearly now.

That’s when she felt two small paws on her legs. She immediately looked down and was met by the cutest little puppy.

“Aww, holá Cariño. Qual é o seu nome?” She asked crouching down to the little puppy. (Hi darling. What’s your name?)

“You don’t have any owners do you Bebe?” She scratched behind ‘his?’ Ear. Looks like a male from what she could see. The puppy jumped up trying to lick her face making her laugh

“I wish I could take you with me but mine and pablito’s schedule is quite busy” she sighed wanting the little guy by her side when she would go home again.

As she stood up again the dog walked away looking behind him too see if she was following. Somehow she followed the guy.

He was about to cross the street and so was she. She looked both sides and didn’t see any cars so she crossed the street but that’s when the little puppy barked.

“What’s wrong mijo?” As stupid as she was, stopped in her tracks completely forgetting that she was in the middle of the road.

She could hear the brakes of a car but it was too late, she was sent flying onto the ground, hitting her head in the process.

“Senioritã!?”

Oh fuck, she thought

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Meanwhile Pablo was cleaning her closet and her bathroom stuff so it would be nice and clean as she liked it.

He did both of their laundry as well, he mopped the bedroom floor and changed the bed sheets. She loved doing that, well not particularly doing it but she enjoyed a clean room and new bed sheets.

He was on his way to make her some hot chocolate but he got a phone call. Hopefully it was his girlfriend. He was reviled when he saw that it was in fact her

“Amo-“

“Hello?”

That did not sound like his girlfriend.

“Hello? You’re not my girlfriend, why do you have my girlfriend’s phone?” He huffed.

Who the hell had taken his girlfriends phone!?

“Señor what’s your name? Your full name? Y/N Félix only had you named as pablito.”

“Who is this?” He asked sternly? His girlfriend didn’t like to hang out with her teammates too much seeing as they were all older than her.

“Señor this is La Maternitat i Sant Ramon Hospital”

His heart stopped.

“What?”

“Is y/n Félix your girlfriend?”

“Yes. What happened!? What’s going on? Is she okey?” He asked pacing around the room.

“She’s okey, but she was in a car accident, it wasn’t too bad. But I don’t know all the details yet I’m just the nurse. Do you want to visit her?”

“Yes! I’ll stay with her until she can go home”

“Okey Señor do you live together? Or are you able to get her some new clothes or anything she might need?”

“Yes, I’ll-I’ll bring a bag” he rushed upstairs to their bedroom.

“Okey, I need to know your name so we can sign you in”

“Pablo Paéz Gavira”

“Okey thank you Señor”

“Thanks bye” He breathed out as he hung up.

As he packed a little bag for her he was blaming himself. If only he hadn’t been so fucking jealous this would’ve never happened.

Aggressively stuffing some fresh clothes and her brush and a phone charger he shut the bag closed and rushed downstairs locking the door and running to his car.

He sped too the hospital and was quickly followed to the room you were in once he got there.

“What exactly happened?” Gavi asked as they stopped at a door.

“Well the person who called the ambulance said she was crossing the streets and then she just stopped in the middle of the road, luckily he was able to brake so it didn’t get worse. He also said there was a puppy there. Do you own a dog?” The doctor asked in the end

What the fuck?

“We don’t have a dog no” He shook his head still in shock.

“Okey well she might not be awake yet, but her foot is broken and she hit her head pretty hard and she has small cuts here and there as well as some bruises. She will have to wear the cast for 6-8 weeks” The doctor explained giving him some papers.

Oh fuck sake. Why did he have to start a stupid argument. She was in so much pain because of something he started.

“Okey thank you so much” Pablo thanked him as the doctor let him in and left them alone.

He frowned seeing her foot wrapped in a cast and small band aids here and there.

He sat down on a chair that was right besides the bed. He looked at her and rubbed his temple.

“I’m so sorry princesa. I’m so so sorry”

“I didn’t mean for this to happen” “I’m so sorry. Now you won’t be able to play football for a while and it’s all my fault” he said holding her hand that was freezing.

“Are you cold!?” He asked standing up as fast as he could.

As if she could hear him and had answered, he found a blanket and tucked her carefully in before sitting down and holding her hand again.

“Did you know that Pedri had to speak English for something he did with adidas? It’s really funny, I’ll show you when you wake up” He knew she probably couldn’t hear him but he wanted to at least pretend that he could talk to her.

“Though the one with your brother is funniest thing ever, where did he even get the ‘H’ from?” Gavi laughed a little to himself.

(I Hope you’ve seen the video😭)

“He’s stupid that’s why” Her voice straddled him. He looked at her seeing her looking at him

“Mi amor. I’m so sorry. I know I shouldn’t have yelled at you just because I was jealous. Look where that got us” He sighed running a hand through her hair

“You tried stopping me it’s my own fault pablito. Not yours. You were right we never leave the house or go to bed not happy with each other. And that’s a rule and I broke it, I’m sorry”

“You have nothing to say sorry for. You were angry because of me-“

“You were also angry, you didn’t leave the house, I did. I’m sorry that I acted immature” She apologized as Gavi caressed her cheek and stroking his thumb over her soft skin.

“Are immature. I don’t think you’ll ever get mature” He joked making her hit him playfully.

“I’m more mature then you” She quickly defended herself

“We both know you’re not. You can barely cook anything, plus I’m not the one saying things in Portuguese so others won’t understand”

“Hey you’ve crossed a line, you’re supposed to be nice to me I’m hurt you know?”

“Oh trust me you won’t have to walk for weeks mi amor” He laughed and she immediately knew he was gonna baby her, which he already kind of did but now even more since she was injured

“Oh god no” she groaned

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“What are you doing up hermosa? You’re not supposed too put weight on your feet” He scolded her lightly swiping her off her feet and carried her back to the bed where they were watching a movie.

“Pablitoooo, I can walk on my own” She groaned.

“he told you not to put weight on your foot. And what did you do?” “You put weight on you r foot” He scolded her once again, while he placed her foot up on a few pillows.

Then he got in besides her and pulled her into his chest and unpaused the movie that the two were watching.

Her hands clutched onto his biceps, which was quite hard. He’s a big man now. “Don’t leave?” She asked hopefully, she was laying way to comfortable in his arms now.

“I’m not gonna leave princesa. I have to take care of you after all. Don’t I?”

She hummed in response while nodding her head.

“Te amo mucho pablito “

(I love you so much pablito)

“ Te amo mucho tambien mi hermosa niña” Hé placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

(I love you so much as well my beautiful girl)

Her eyes tried to stay open but physically couldn’t. He of course noticed this and pulled the duvet more over them. He carefully removed her glasses that was resting on her nose and placed them on the nightstand.

Once he saw that she finally closed her eyes for good he turned off the tv.

He kissed her head softly

“I’m so sorry mi amor te amo mucho, Dulces sueños” He whispered softly running his fingers through her hair. Soon letting sleep take over.

(I love you so much, sweet dreams)

Hi! Hope you liked it even though the end might be a bit weird written I don’t know hahah. But I’m tired as hell😭 have a great day, night or morning❤️

#footballer x reader #football x you #pablo gavi x y/n #football x y/n #football x reader #football imagine #gavi x you #pablo gavi x you #pablo gavi #gavi x reader #gavi x yn #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi one shot #pablo gavi imagine #fc barcelona #joão félix

[lordarsonizzzzt]

Hi, I hope everything's going great for you. I wanted to ask if you could write about Dr. Clef, Dr. Kondraki, Dr. Glass and Dr. Bright with an S/O who falls down the stairs like a cartoon character without any injury. Sure sounds like fun to me. Bye

hi! i live for the silly content so im more than happy to do this

SCP STAFF WITH A READER THAT FALLS LIKE A CARTOON CHARACTER

characters: Alto Clef, Kondraki, Simon Glass, Jack Bright

DR CLEF

❉ You two were chatting while walking, Clef was staring at his path but you weren't, so you fell.

❉ But it was like watching the most exaggerated fall, Clef just stayed still while watching you *quite literally* fly down the stairs.

❉ He started laughing his ass off mid fall because of how ridiculous this was.

❉ When you finally fell down the last step, you got up, look up to him and waved.

❉ And there he stopped laughing while his face turned into a confused one, he went running down stairs to check on you and would you look at that? not a single injury or scratch.

❉ Would deffo think you are some anomaly but he doesn't get paid enough to care, he'll try to see how much you can go without being injured and would probably tell you to throw yourself into 087.

❉ Honestly a little sad he can't make fun of how you ended up.

DR KONDRAKI

✦ He was walking with coffee in hand, you were running with some papers in yours.

✦ He didn't react when you ran past him and into the stairs.

✦ He just,,, looked at you fall and was confused but laughing his ass off.

✦ He would come down staird while you fell and make no attempt to help you, this was going to be the highlight of his day, maybe his whole month.

✦ You fell from the last step and got up a little dizzy but somehow, your papers were unharmed in your hands and other than your hair being all messy you didn't have any visible injury.

✦ He would tell you to be more careful next time, but would pay you 10 bucks to watch you fly down the stairs again. I mean, it doens't harm you AND it's funny for him, so why not?.

✦ Would tell everyone what he saw you do, gossiper much?

DR GLASS

❁ The only one midly concerned for your safety.

❁ But I mean, what is he going to do when you came up to him and told him 'Look' and then just threw yourself down stairs?

❁ He would stare at you like you are the biggest disappointment in this whole place and when you are done he'll raise an eyebrow like saying 'look what? how you made a fool of yourself?'

❁ Not surprised when you show him that you have no injuries, I mean, he would smile a little and told you 'Wow' but his mind is just thinking about Gerald being alive with everything that happens to him, Kondraki being alive after riding 682 and Jack and Clef still,,, not being terminated after being Jack and Clef.

❁ He would tell you it was cool so you don't cry, would pat your head, fix your hair and then go back to his office.

❁ Will think all his patients need to be contained and the foundation has to stop giving him this torture.

DR JACK

⭐︎ You wanted to show him this sick flip you learned to do in the middle of the hallway, close to the stairs.

⭐︎ It was indeed a sick flip, that led you rolling down stairs while he was running after you laughing but still concerned.

⭐︎ He tripped and now you are both falling.

⭐︎ You get to the last step, Jack is messy, he has a few scratches and bruises are starting to form.

⭐︎ You are unharmed, your eyes open wide from the shock and Jack looks at you weirdly.

⭐︎ "How did I ended up worse than you if I only fell like, at the half?"

⭐︎ Will test this further, make you jump from a building to see if you still are unharmed or similar to clef, make you go down 087.

Hope you enjoyed!

#scp x reader #dr clef x reader #dr kondraki x reader #dr bright x reader #dr glass x reader

[jerzwriter]

Body Positivity:

TW: body shaming, fatphobia, skinnyphobia, eating disorders, and the like.

I'm so fucking angry and triggered right now, and I need to vent. I was at what was supposed to be a fun family event, and because I didn't want to completely blow up, I stepped outside. But I am SO PISSED that I need to get this out. While trauma dumping on a toxic website is probably not the best idea, I literally have to vent, or I'm going to explode, and I REALLY HOPE someone will read this and learn something.

I think the body positivity movement has been great—and I wish we had something like it when I was growing up because, trust, it was non-existent. But, like many things, it's great on the surface, but a certain segment has morphed it into something that is as destructive and hateful as the behaviors/actions that led to the need for such a movement.

Some background, so you understand my perspective. I've struggled with my weight my whole life. I've been everything from a size 6 to a size 22. I'm very tall, and when I was at my thinnest (mostly because I was starving myself), people came up to me constantly to tell me how amazing I looked. I'm talking friends, family, co-workers, people at the club, and strangers on the street. I was literally dangerously underweight. My family doctor, who had treated me most of my life, was begging me to get help.

I wound up getting help for what turned out to be an eating disorder and moved past that as much as I could. Since that time, my weight has fluctuated from average, to "a few extra pounds", to very overweight. While I am usually OK with myself and try to be positive about my body, it can be hard. I don't like the way I look right now, and I’m ashamed to say that because I don’t feel that way about others. Beauty is not a number or a size, and I know that, but I am my own harshest critic. It doesn’t help to have the voices of many people, people who were supposed to love me, in my head constantly at these times.

“Do you think you should wear that?”

“Oh, that dress is so becoming on you!” (Meaning: it hides some of your fat!)

Or my favorite, coming home in an outfit that I felt so good about that I thought I looked adorable in, just to have my mother (and later my husband) say something like:

"Perhaps you should retire that until you lose some weight." or "You actually went out in that?"

(PS - I am divorced and barely speak to my mother)... I'm doing so much better, but I know I'll never be 100% comfortable, and, as with most things, the voices seep in when I'm at my lowest. So I GET IT. I get it big time.

But - on to today.

We have a wedding taking place later this week, so the family has descended like the buzzing locusts they are. The ten women in the bridal party, of all shapes and sizes, are at my house for a get-together, and they began complaining about how ugly the dresses are. (They really aren't the nicest dresses.)

The eight anti-dressers were commiserating when one, we'll call her Obnoixous Bridesmaid (OB), loudly announced that another bridesmaid had to shut up and leave the conversation because she's thin (we'll call her Thin Bridesmaid—TB), and therefore has no business being there. I should point out that TB's contribution to the conversation was the dresses were cheaply made and "is so damn shiny" and, for the record, OB is not thin but not overweight.

So another bridesmaid, who is extremely close with TB, jumped in to defend OB, going on and on about how much she "hates" TB for complaining when "everything" looks good on her. TB looked like she was going to burst into tears but stayed silent. It morphed into four grown-ass women bullying TB, so I stepped in and told them all to shut the fuck up. Minutes later, TB left the room, and I found her in the bathroom in tears, saying she wanted to go home and skip the rest of the events - up to and including the wedding.

I went back to the room where the 4 were still mocking TB, and I told them I was appalled by their behavior and they could shut the fuck up and apologize, or they could leave my house. I was told I should understand because I'm a "big girl," too, and therefore should be on "their" side.

Are we fucking kidding me here?

I should point out that 3 of the 4 asshole bridesmaids are well aware that TB has dealt with a serious eating disorder that stems from being body shamed by grown-ass men in her family when she was a mere child. She's dealt with outright abuse and trauma, and they know how bad it's been. She doesn't walk around mocking other's bodies or bragging about how "good" she looks; in fact, she struggles to feel positive about her looks at all.

Body positivity should be about everyone loving their body, no matter its shape and size, and never subjecting ANYONE else to shame because of theirs. When the fuck did it became "fat chicks have to stick together and fuck them skinny bitches."

I'm so on fire I had to step away before I ended up on the evening news. On a micro-level, I'm disgusted with these people, and this has put a total damper on the wedding events this week.

But on a macro level, I have seen this time and time again. Yeah, our society is fucking horrible when it comes to how it treats fat people, especially fat women, and that should change. But it's as fucking wrong to be skinnyphobic as it is to be fatphobic. Perhaps, ESPECIALLY AS FUCKING WOMEN, we should be uplifting and supportive of one another. PERIOD. Don't we see that the obsession to be thin and eating disorders stem from the same fucking toxic place that shames fat people? That's where it is BORN.

I'm so sick of seeing this trend in everything. Every movement I'm involved with is dealing with this... YES, be proud of YOU, ESPECIALLY if you're in a marginalized or maligned group. YES! DO IT! I've got your back in every way! But don't fucking turn it into an us vs. them... even with people you supposedly love! Don't become the fucking monster you profess to hate.

Is asking for human decency really too much? I'm literally shaking.

We really, really have to do better than this.

#elsa rants #body positivity #fat shaming #skinny shaming #STOP THE FUCKING BULLSHIT #tw: eating disorders #tw: fatphobia #tw: skinnyphobia #delete later

[pain-is-too-tired]

One thing that will always kill me about Michael Yew's death and how Rick just... kinda dropped it?

Like yeah he brought it up recently... like twice in one book.

But we get NO closure. After Percy leaves that bridge you have nothing but context clues to piece together how him and others might feel after.

Yes,he was brought in just to die, but unlike with Lee the book prior (who doesn't even get a description) he's semi fleshed out. As much as you can a minor character in half a book.

Him being known for his attitude and his fighting with Clarisse. Yet he's the one who truly gets that things were about to get serious (with little info BTW. Annabeth mentions he hardly explained a thing so all I can think of is Percy just told them where to meet and what to bring.) He stepped back and gave the chariot, and got rightfully upset when she still refused. Yet when he explains it to Percy he doesn't sound angry anymore, the way he talks gives a more "ey, what can we do now" tone.

We see how he is in battle, he's much calmer then he was at camp. He's still got attitude but he's not picking fights with anyone. He's grinning when he runs up, and given their odds in that fight he likely was doing it to not show his siblings or the enemy he was frightened in any way. His siblings were dieing, I always assume this where they took their biggest hit. So Michael, who's been rushed into a leadership role in the middle of war, is in the biggest battle yet and losing his siblings left and right. And he keeps his head.

He's the one who tells Percy they need to retreat. Yet he doesn't question him when Percy tells them they need to hold their ground there. And Percy LITERALLY tells Annabeth she's the only one who can gather MICHAEL'S cabin in a defensive line why Percy fights the minotaur.

And Michael, known for telling Clarisse to kiss his ass in the most ages 10+ book way he can, just does a sarcastic "gee thanks" and doesn't argue.

Boy had to watch Percy flirting with Annabeth that whole first bit in middle of battle gods bless him 😭 I just know he teased Annabeth once Percy left.

But yeah, he's such a good leader for just being there a year. And when they're retreating, and Annabeth gets hurt and whisked away, he definitely saw Percy was the only one standing between Kronos' Army and his siblings + all of Manhattan. If it weren't for his idea to break the bridge (which is brilliant btw we don't see many other campers mentioning Percy's powers.) Then they would've been screwed. Reinforcements didn't come until the next day, and say Silena leaves around the same time for Clarisse,she doesn't return until the day AFTER.

Michael made a calculated decision, and why it's argued whether he could've pieced Percy have dipped in the styx or not(Hestia out right says it in front of everyone. And just watching him fight they had to have tell that he wasn't harmed as he should be) he still knew Percy couldn't hold all of them on his own.

And the reaction when Percy finds out is emotional. Him desperately searching over the bridge,his frustrated scream(which I hope is heart breaking in the show). It's emotional. Then it's intrupted by Annabeth needing help,not say that scene wasn't needed btw, just I find it very unrealistic no one even ASKED Percy about Michael. Even if they saw the end of the fight through the shield, there had to be someone going "is it true about Michael?"

CAUSE THAT'S WHAT THE DID FOR BECKENDORF AND SILENA.

I know they were more established characters, but it's just sad that Michael is kinda...forgotten.

And the thing was, his odds were purposely stacked against him.

In a rp server I'm on we were talking about how in a battle usually people take out the strongest and the healers.

Ares cabin is likely the strongest in just brute strength and determination in a fight. He didn't have to do anything for that.

The Apollo cabin ARE the healers(so are hunters but not as good considering none of them could help Annabeth.)

Jake outright states that Kronos went for their weak points, but I don't think he just means by size(after all the Apollo cabin had one the highest amount of members second to Hermes)

The Hunters were the biggest by size, but they were also at their strongest. Kronos attacked by night, Hunters took oath to the goddess of the MOON.

And very few other cabins had limitations based off day and night cycle.

Except for Apollo kids. They were weaker at night with the lack of the sun(not Will in tsats weak, just not at their highest point).

Not only that, but it would take care of the best healers. By the time Percy has to grab a Apollo kid,Will's likely the oldest(and considering Michael personally trained him Percy probably knew him in some way before hand as he likely took up as semi-head medic when Michael was too busy in battle stuff, assuming he was always the second oldest before that battle that is.) And best medic.

Kayla and Austin don't specialize in healing like Will does. We don't even really know what powers they have different to Will's. That and they were like 11, Kayla was maybe 12 but we're not sure. They likely joined camp THAT year and had hardly any medical training. And we don't know the skills of who(if any) were left after that first night.

I stand by the fact that Kronos' decision to push his focus on Williamsburg Bridge was strategically planned,that it makes Michael's death even more tragic.

I hope in the show we 1. See more of him in at least the background. 2. Get shown people actually mourning him. Obviously I'm biased to Jake cause Jake x Michael. But Katie, Silena,Annabeth??

Heck the Stolls? I can see them being close to him.

Show Clarisse(and maybe even Chris too) finding out about his death. Show how it effects Percy and the Apollo cabin. Percy looks at the Apollo cabin a good amount of times throughout the book, Show him looking over at Will rushing about and having a pained look on his face.

Also,I find it completely impossible that there was no kid at that camp who tried to bring up Michael when Percy went missing. Like "oh there goes another missing head counselor."

Then just immediately gets clonked on the head for it fjdydf

Like there was a way to bring him up in tlh, considering he went missing, and then Percy(who was the last one with him) goes missing after the war. Like you're telling me no one was comparing that? In a camp filled with gossiping teens? Mhm sure.

Anyway, thank you for coming to my Ted-Talk

#mine #pain rambles #pjo headcanon #pjo rant #pjo ramble #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo michael #michael yew #pjo series #i love Michael Yew if you can't tell #he's such a great character #i hope they do him and ask the other minor characters justice

[blackjack-15]

this 80s romcom lighting outside is hysterical oh my land

"wanna see the restaurant?"

"there are about 10 things in here that could kill you" 11, counting Syd

and among all this chaos he has one pertinent question:

"why didn't you call me?!" "i should have called you!"

this is going age like milk when syd sees who else is here!

syd was right last episode that carmy should have called her; carmy's right this episode that syd should have called him they're great at knowing they're a partnership. right now, they're not sure what that actually means, however, and it's causing massive friction, miscommunication, and stress

wow claire great time to introduce yourself there. like a bucket of cold water. she didn't really need to is the weird thing? nat was already talking to her, already greeted her? most people would have been like mm let me take a step back, maybe even come back later. but not claire! no she strides in like the elephant in the room and does a dance

oh ho. syd's face when claire says her name. that's a whole look

"this is my friend, claire" most honest he's been about this whole arrested development situationship

"sorry to interrupt, you all seem really busy" mm. no kidding.

"i'm sydney, it's really nice to meet you, i'm also sorry that you're here" SYD I LOVE YOU

she explains what she means and all but like. what a choice of dialogue, huh? and carmy's face. holy eff this is amazing

"interesting" oh richie. and nat's face when he says that -- the Wheels are Turning. direct comparison to his "ooooh" from last ep.

also i do love carmy's noticeably softer with Richie here. he knows richie really is just trying to help, and -- more than that -- knows that nothing else is gonna get done tonight

OH. INCHRESTING.

he tells everyone great job and to go home -- syd's rolled eyes here are a Pleasure -- and then when syd does that? carmy's reaction?

"what?" "i'm saying good night!"

very reminiscent of carmy's "what are you doing" when syd's quitting in S1E7. hmm i wonder why there's a bit of betrayal there.

this. this is beautiful. and he watches her go, too. beautiful direction, dialogue, etc etc

richie and nat are having similar problems to syd and richie last season. looking like we're gonna have a similar blow up. nat please keep the knives away from richie's ass, he's already a cheek down

the camera pan and hold on "carm/syd menu review" and then back to carmy and claire? i think that's the least subtle thing in the show, and we've seen richie's behavior + syd's temper almost literally bite him in the ass

"we're very fast" the subtlety is just...any more subtle and we'd have neon lights going. this is enjoyable because holy crap the telegraphing is Blatant

also this is some of the worst flirting i've ever seen. we're back to the total lack of chemistry and the two of them talking like 8th graders.

"i did that." "i know you did, and now you have to go" i'm still amazed that this is all text? none of this is implied? the writers are normally a little more subtle, so like...this is on purpose.

and the predictable kiss! you knew it was gonna happen, and they don't care. carmy going in with the same hand thing claire did earlier? either i can see the future or they're flashing the cliche, high-school nature of relationship with big flashing signs

and i can't see the future.

as a final note? i'm just gonna say. carmy is inexperienced, etc etc, yaddah yaddah. his actor on the other hand, is very much not. well done there sir.

#the bear #liveblogging #2X05 #anti claire bear #and that's a wrap on that episode! i'm calling it that they're gonna sleep together i'm keeping on that prediction #but that we won't see it til later b/c that is not the Point of the relationship #claire is awful. but the point of claire is not claire; so it's a little easier to stomach #i would prefer we get a break from her tho #and i'm just gonna say that if that's what carmy looks like kissing claire? we're gonna Die with sydcarmy #i welcome that death tho it shall not be this season