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#but at this point that's on you for not realizing he just talks a big game
jelluf1sh · 1 day
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౨ৎ — fluff ending to this. wc ? 1k.
“…oru…satoru.”
an eye opened. then two. white lashes fluttered around hazy blue irises as the sorcerer began to come to his senses, adjusting the sunglasses that had slid down his nose with a small, ‘hm?’
at the sound of your voice, gojo’s eyes slid around to take in the scenery. but he could’ve sworn you just… wasn't he back at jujutsu high a minute ago? in the infirmary? but instead, the teenager found himself sitting on a bench, his body sheathed in dancing blue artificial light and the passing shadows of ocean creatures behind glass.
the aquarium, he realized, his heart rate spiking. it wasn’t real.
“y/n,” he mumbled slowly, a lazy grin on his face, and never before had gojo been so happy to say your name to you.
“that’s me,” and the full, clear sight of you brings immediate relief — a painkiller for the heartache he’d just endured in his sleep. it was still rattling to him, after all this time, how realistic his nightmares were. he swore he saw the blood soak the pure, ivory sheet that covered you, the paling of your dying skin, the emptiness where your gorgeous, beating heart should’ve been. felt his own heart rip nerve by nerve and his stomach clench into an ugly knot as yaga told him you were “killed in action”: finite, just like that. you were gone.
he’d never been so glad to be awake, to be here, in front of some stupid fish tank, with you. he took in your face as you talk, a worried crease in your brow when you see your reflection in his blue eyes, now glassy. transparent and red-rimmed. vulnerable, if you looked close enough.
“you, um… fell asleep on my shoulder,” you spoke when he didn’t. “you okay? been getting enough sleep?”
oh. that was another thing i loved, he remembered, and it was like his body knew you the way his heart did, as his smile stretched into a pair of dimples. your stupidly big heart.
“…yeah. don’t worry your pretty little head about me,” he assured her, much quieter than regular old satoru gojo would have. cerulean peeked out at you from over his sunglasses and from under his hair, trying to say the words his mouth couldn’t as he rested his head on your shoulder.
call him clingy, but he wouldn’t move for anything right now. feeling you, alive and well and happy against him, that was enough.
knowing you were here was enough.
in an attempt to make small talk, you lifted you arm — the one he wasn’t using as a pillow — to point at a passing beluga whale at the massive tank in front of you both.
“satoru, look, a belu—”
“y/n, i’m in love with you.”
he lied. it wasn’t enough. he didn’t just want to be near you, to be close, yet still at arms length, he wanted to be in your arms. to kiss your face and make you smile at him in a different way than with everyone else. to nap with you on days he didn’t feel like “the strongest”, to be weak around you, to feel those damned butterflies every time he heard you call him “baby.” that was what he wanted — to openly love you, to be loved in return by you and nobody else.
“you… huh?” your hearts pounded in tandem, slamming against your ribs uncontrollably, to the point where it hurt to breathe in the best way possible. “wh… s…say that again?” you must’ve heard wrong, must’ve misinterpreted.
“…said ‘m in love with you,” he repeated, muffled due to his cheek squished against your shoulder. “like, i wanna be a jellyfish with you.”
“…oh.”
“yeah.”
it would be a lie to say that you hadn’t noticed the way your best friend looked at you, the blatantly obvious hearts in all six eyes when he laid them on you, so this wasn’t as unexpected as you made it look.
“…i think,” dry as your mouth was, you still spoke. your eyes weren’t trained on him, but instead at the fish in the life-sized tank, the shadows of passing jellyfish diluting the clear blue luminescence of the waterlogged glass periodically, “i might be in love with you, too.” it came out shakier than you wanted, but you patted yourself on the back for even getting it out at all. and it was true. you came to know him, to appreciate him, to be annoyed by him, to fighting by his side, to wishing you could be there forever, next to him.
in typical gojo fashion, he makes a face. you can’t see it, because he’s still resting on your shoulder, but you feel the indent of his cheek as he pouts. his hand not-so-subtly sneaks down to yours, and he prods your fingers open so he can slide his palm on top of yours. you swear you would’ve fallen over if you weren’t sitting.
“you ‘might’? i just told you i wanna live as a sea creature with you forever, and you ‘might’ like me back?” he mumbles: maybe he spoke clearly, actually — you don’t know, because the only thing in your ears is the pumping of your blood.
the lovestruck idiot pokes at you again — “c’mon, y/n, say it properly.”
his fingers play with yours, scratching your palm gently, tracing hearts into your skin. his head continued to rest on you, and he was ever grateful you couldn’t feel the warmth of his red face through your shirt, the burning of his ears. he’d find some way to make today last forever if he had to, if it meant sitting here next to the best friend he’d come to see as more, just watching fish swim. your hand finally clenched around his, slightly clammy, and clearly nervous, but it was your hand, so he couldn’t care less. and you squeezed his hand and said it right, because if gojo had the right to anything in this world, it was your heart.
“yeah… you’re right… i’m in love with you, satoru. let’s be jellyfish in our next lives.”
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ghotifishreads · 2 days
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Joel Miller x reader blurb: Joel is a sweetly nervous wreck on your first date
Guys? This? This----
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That's 100% tipsy DILF Joel Miller going on his first proper date in a long while and he's super nervous and wants to make a good impression and so he arrives early and pounds merlot before his date gets there. Bullet point head canon fluff below. Thanks to @ozarkthedog for encouraging my nonsense. 😘
Word count: 550ish
Pairing: DILF disaster dater Joel Miller x f!reader
Unedited, unbeta'd etc. No warnings used, nothing beyond sweet disaster dater Joel Miller really.
Putting it out into the world unformed so we can all have a lil' indulgent daydream.
He's trying' to get back in the dating game
(like yeah he gets laid but DATING is scary)
Sarah is off to college and before she does (he's fucking mortified but appreciative) she helps him set up dating apps
and he's mostly horrified at having to interact with strangers lmao
and how some women are just straight in with sexting and he's a bit skittish and been a bit single for that
(with a stranger at least. Joel is slut when it's intimate)
but he's talking to a nice lady (that's you, babe!) and she’s funny and nice and seems real
So they arrange a 'big' 'proper' first date
and Joel wants to make a good impression
He picks a nice restaurant where Joel’s gonna have to wear a suit jacket
and he's sooo nervous
and Reader is too
But Joel doesn’t clock it, all he sees when you walk in is a vision in a beautiful, enticing dress perfectly suited to the venue, while he feels like a cater-waiter in his button down and sport coat
Meanwhile he turned up nearly 20 minutes early
and now he's flushed from downing nearly 2 glasses of wine in quick succession
and you both order dinner and there are some awkward starts and stops to conversation. But you're both kind and want the date to succeed, so you both take turns fumbling to fill the few awkward silences
He picks wine instead of anything harder because he wants to be present
He's trying to be a GENTLEMAN
he REALLY likes you
dinner is delicious and the waiter brings the dessert menu. And nothing on it even looks nice, even though you have a massive sweet tooth, and certainly don't want the night with Joel to end
"This all looks a bit fancy and not very sweet," you suggest putting the menu down. 
So you say"shall we get the bill?" 
Joel's heart drops cuz he doesn't want the night to end, but you clearly do and how did he fuck up so bad, of course you were just seeing the date through to the end cuz you’re nice and polite and—
Then you carry on "Do you want to go get gelato? There's a really good place around the corner."
and then his heart soars when you suggest gelato
Like Ozzie said, he’s like a “teenage girl totally lovestruck”
Joel flags down the waiter so fast and there’s a tussle for the check, and he only agrees to split the check when you acquiesce  to let him buy you gelato. 
You stroll down the street and the summer night is warm and the dark envelops you. You and Joel get your gelatos and sit down on a park bench, chatting merrily away, the awkwardness of the night forgotten as conversation flows. 
Joel pointed out you had some ice cream on your face and when you kept missing it with swipes of your napkin, he licks his thumb, swipes it at the corner of your mouth, and popped the digit between his own lips. 
It was only when you gawped at him that he realized what he’d done without thinking, and took his thumb out from between his plump lips. 
“God, I’m so sorry, that was---” You shut him up by lunging at him and licking the taste of your ice cream out of his mouth. 
++the end++ 
I love one (1) man, and it's nervous DILF Joel Miller:
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tiyoin · 2 days
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Tbh if Trey was Yan for me, it wouldn't take much. When he's not Yan, Trey's my "I'm Ace but if he asked me to birth his kids I'd have to really think about it" character. I know he's sus...but if he was Yan I simply wouldn't even notice. Yeah, he's not normal, but Dot is silly, and would be like "huh it's weird that I pass out every time I eat one of Trey's strawberry tarts, must be allergic to strawberries" then he'd be like, "You must be right darling" and then stop serving me strawberry dishes.
I'm weak to my baker boy 😭 he would not have to try hard with me.
(for your readers who missed your initial Yan vice dorm Leaders post, this isn't just me simping over Trey Clover okay so shut up 😭)
oOooOoo dotty’s got a crush 🤭🤭
*the whole class ‘OoOo’s’ and points*
but seriously, yandere trey would be SO discreet. like you wouldn’t even be able to tell if he’s yandere or just some silly little baker boy who likes making you things 🤭
yandere trey just comes with the added bonus of daily naps! and stomach aches 😖 but dw! trey is right there with a soothing cup of tea!
the having kids with trey thing immediately stuck out to me like a sore thumb cause:
imagine a family with trey though??? IMAGINE THE DOMESTIC LIFE WITH TREY THOUGH???
living the dream of owning a bakery with your highschool sweetheart ☺️ maybe you have kids. maybe you have fur babies! all you know is that you’re living the life with your husband
though i definitely see trey as a family man, but if it’s yan! trey we’re talking about then i can imagine him playing a bit… dirty to get that large dream family he’s always wanted
maybe he pops holes in the condoms? or maybe he gives you one too many sweets! but you’re hot n bothered and about to pounce on him!!
but also, thinking about trey with an ace! reader.
i can definitely imagine a record scratch going on up there. even if it’s yan trey i still imagine him taking ace! reader’s / your emotions into consideration.
there’s gonna be a lot of subtle hinting towards family stuff. like when he makes you work the register everytime your regulars- usually families with small children, come in. or when he subtly puts his hands on your stomach whenever he hugs you from behind. OR! OR!! when you’re both walking your dog, a stereotypical family dog like a bernes mountain dog or a golden retriever; he’s gonna sometimes stop in front of store fronts and stare at the family if mannequins.
and it’ll just- it’ll just pull on your heart strings sooo much you start to seriously debate it.
i mean, what’s one child right? it’s not too big of a deal, right? i mean normally it would be, but you have trey! but also… the process :/ icky!!!!!
if you end up giving in, the gods are gonna bless mr. patient-as-a-saint trey clover with twins. and it’ll only spiral.
but at night raven, you wouldn’t even realize trey is monopolizing your time. like, you joined the science club because you were bad at potions! and it helps that you have a friendly face in case you’re nervous!
oh boy you look so skinny!! trey’s horrified! why don’t you join him and riddle, his closet friend for tea? he thinks you guys would get alone well!
need a lab partner? you’re both already in the same club so you’ll be able to do the project in the club! look how smart you are!!
you’re tired?? you can stay over with ace and deuce tonight at heartslabyul. don’t worry riddle approves since they both know you wouldn’t do anything to harm the first years rule following. but let trey bring you to his bathroom! you don’t wanna be in a bathroom brushing your teeth with a bunch of hooligans do you? trey didn’t think so. so don’t be shy when you’re following him around like a puppy, or do! it’s adorable and trey’s trying not to melt.
just,,,, HHHHH trey subtly trying to thread yourself into his life to the point you both have a routine together. to the point where it looks like you’re dating, but don’t worry!! he only sees you as a friend…
so ignore the ghost hands on the small of your back, so ignore how during a lunch rush he’ll press up against you- to shield you ofc! ignore how he always seems to intrude on your space when you’re sitting together. definitely ignore the secret touches you exchange when passing each other things.
or don’t!! cause trey would be putting in allll that hardddd work for nothing 🥺
…dot you’ve ruined me.
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i4oba · 5 hours
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nct dream as… / fanfiction aus 𓈒✳︎🏡
[take the quiz here to see which one you get!]
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✰ MARK — childhood friends to lovers!au
ever since you've basically known your name, mark has been the boy next door. there was the cheeky, red letters of "lee" painted on the mailbox, the windows were adorned with the same coloured curtains, and the same doormat has been sitting in front of their door for ages. you have loved mark ever since you two have met. there wasn't a day where you wouldn't think of him, and there hasn't been a day when you haven't loved him. it was like a vicious circle which you couldn't get out of, because those stupid feelings would destroy the oh so precious friendship of yours, and you cannot let that happen, right? i mean, that's what you've thought for far too long, since this friendship meant more to you, than the fragile feeling of love - you didn't want it to get to the point where you would rather spit on each other, than talk it out. maybe that's why you pushed him away from yourself? maybe you just did that because you weren't too sure of your own peace of mind? no matter what, you knew the decision itself was wrong, only to realize it way too late. damaging the friendship and crying yourself to sleep was all your fault, after all, being way too proud and scared, stupid even; when you came back to the town where you two grew up, the least thing you wanted was to meet mark lee, mainly because you wouldn't have been able to look him in the eyes after all these happened. but you had to, so soon you even got a little surprised. it's been a while since the last time you have been home, your bedroom seemed way too unfamiliar at that point, just like the vhs tape placed directly in the middle of your bed. one which you haven't seen yet. it didn't have a title, the white label completely empty as you picked it up. you were a little bit cautious when placing it in the system, waiting for it to play whatever is on it, not having such large imagination to expect anything. it was a home video montage, full of videos of you and mark: playing together, getting ready for the first day of school, going to the movies, the way you two got engaged in middle school as a joke, and the omnious day of prom... you got teary eyed, with one thing on your mind - you have to go and save whatever's left now. maybe you're not too late.
✰ RENJUN — soulmate!au
life had been pretty much grey and dreary until you found The One. the other half everyone had been so obsessed to find. you were never big on all this stuff, because you were convinced you'd be able to live as a single half for you whole life, and don't need anyone else to feel complete. deep inside you knew that all of this is bullshit, truly, and all that was coming out of you was true bitterness and constantly ongoing unsuccessful confessions, making you believe in your delusions. with every passing second, you had to see people find their other half, while you were left to deal with the grey world you were left in, not as a choice but as fate instead. you felt like a loser, a big zero, who doesn't even deserve a soulmate. you thought you were destined to die alone, maybe compensate with something of brilliance: be a composer or a singer, write or paint something extraordinary, lord knows what, just something of importance! you were looking for yourself in every corner of the world, not for a lover or a fling, not for an other half, fully ignoring the law of attraction. it might have been some reverse psychological trick, effecting it all. and this may have been the reason behind why you had to leave that horribly boring theatre play, sneaking out and bumping into The One, who handed back your accidentally dropped bag, slowly looking into your eyes. he might have worked at the theater as he was wearing a name tag on his elegant shirt - huang renjun, it said. but it doesn't even matter, because his eyes were brown! brown! not grey, brown! everything cleared up. you did find the half - with brown eyes and a smile so bright.
✰ JENO — coffee shop!au
it was pretty much bittersweet to step foot in your favourite café: it was getting dark out there, and although the rain has stopped pouring, you got absolutley soaked to the core along the way there, rain replacing the tears on your face by then. your hair was sticking to your forehead uncomfortably, your body trembling without stopping, as you entered. the bell placed above the entrance was ringing lightly, gathering everyone's attention to you, although there wasn't too much people there except for the baristas, maybe two wandering souls, working on their laptops or reading in a cozy corner. well, maybe if it wasn't for getting dumped literal minutes ago, you wouldn't be here either, but it was still the most reasonable choice compared to going to a club or a ruin bar, gettig incredibly drunk, Plus! a good espresso might be able to clear the fog in your head, which you were in need of during this stupidly stressing period of life. you expected hyuck to greet you by the coffee machine, grinning ear to ear, as he always does when you visit between two lectures, but there was a completely new face behind the counter. it's been a long time since you've last seen a new employee here. his smile was sweet and rather warm, eyes conveying a sense of concern as you took one step closer, rubbing your eyes while getting your purse out of your pocket - you discreetly looked at his name tag, right on his black apron: lee jeno. whatta name... by then, you were way to hopeless to try and guess how the day would go, but life had to surprise you, fate deciding funnily against all odds: next to your cup of coffee, there was a napkin, hiding a telephone number on it, messily written down with a short message as well: "would you go out on a date with me, darling? :)"
✰ HAECHAN — rivals to lovers!au
lee donghyuck's name rushed through the hallways of your music academy just as quietly as a whisper, and you never knew why was it all like that ever since you've stepped foot into the school. you couldn't even hide the way too obvious rolls of your eyes every time you heard it. lee donghyuck was one of the biggest prodigies at the academy, no one could even be considered as a rival for him, this is mainly why he was such a big living legend amongst the students - you couldn't even hide how annoyed this made you, especially because he made sure you knew this ever since you two were little. music played a huge part in both of your lives, and somehow, you two always seemed to be at each other's throat, the first place at being the best always changing between the two of you. you could never get rid of each other either; your dad, always being so positive, once said, on your way to the academy sometime between sophomore and junior year, that the only reason behind this is that you two are equally good at what you're doing. you were pretty much skeptic for the longest of time, and felt as if you were destined to be the forever second next to him. you've had enough of always bumping into walls, since hyuck was the one who could stand at the first place ever so proudly. in kindergarten, in middle school, and even in high school, every. god damn. time. and that infuriating smile was plastered all upon his face even when you two were asked to not perform alone on the annual charity gala of your academy - you two had to perform something phenomenal, putting the childish jarring aside, growing out of the silly phase of hating each other, which was all made up by you, and you only, pushing the poor boy away from you. the boy who had always been so obsessed with you, utterly and completely. he won this time again, isn't it right?
✰ JAEMIN — photographer!au
when jaemin brought up the idea of making the last parts of his portfolio with you (which basically means about you), you were a little bit skeptic at first. you loved jaemin dearly, since he was a really understanding friend, but... you were simply terrified of cameras. you didn't really like the idea of being captured at all, you hated looking back at yourself on pictures taken of you, and you couldn't even think about how high quality his pictures would be with that hyper super machine, focused on all the little flawed details of your face that you absolutely despised. no, you couldn't even bear the idea of this whole project, and you stood by this decision of yours, jaemin waiting patiently the whole time, not pushing it too hard. since he wanted to work with you no matter what, giving up on his plan wouldn't be too typical of him - the fight didn't last long but it was pretty heated, him highlighting so many known things that needed to be said finally: it's childish how you reflect on yourself, and your delusions stop you from way too many things. the way he said straight into your face how beautiful he thinks you are, inside and outside, and that he wants the whole world to know how ethereal you are, made you tear up a little - especially when he said his heart breaks every time you speak so lowly of yourself. he truly thinks you're the modern manifestation of aphrodite, that you are his own venus, the muse of him, someone he can adore... that he's way too in love with you to let go of this, and-; the kiss you gave him was short, yet gave him exact answers. answers to hundreds and thousand of unsaid questions he kept hidden in himself for years and years on end.
✰ CHENLE — blind date!au
you clearly didn’t brace yourself for this whole fiasco proposed by donghyuck himself, foolishly believing his reasonings behind how perfect of a matchmaker he is. of course you knew that what he way saying was partly stupid, plus you were like a seventy percent sure he wasn't even sober when he set up a blind date during that omnious frat party he wasn't invited to. you didn't have to worry or anything, that's just how you were - overly anxious of such things, even if you weren't meeting a psychopath. you were only a bit vary of the awkwardness this whole new experience would bring, both of you rushing home way too soon from the date, trying to forget about it as soon as possible. these misconceptions about how the night would go stayed straight until you stopped in front of the restaurant to wait for your - then late already - date. you were a little nervous he stood you up, and you got yourself into the most beautiful piece of clothing from you wardrobe for nothing, but it was worth it, looking back at it, as zhong chenle arrived and you two simply just... clicked? automatically? not to mention you two decided to leave the place after the hors d'oeuvre, since you both found the place a little too fancy at that moment, going to a simple ice cream parlor instead, taking a walk in the park after, talking about anything and everything that came to mind: family, politics, movies and the most embarrassing memories from your childhood came up too, as you couldn't help but laugh at how chenle dropped his ice cream cone on the ground, while he simultaneously promised you that he wouldn't drop the cone on the next date - and you smiled, so happily.
✰ JISUNG — secret admirer!au
you were head over heels for jisung and his undying love for dancing. but, thinking a bit deeper about it, while writing that foolish, teenager like love letter for him, forced into the role of his secret admirer, there were much more of those things that made you feel head over heels for the boy: he showed you what persistence was, he spent the whole of his youth with you, and he wasn't afraid to spend the rest of his life with you, helping you out anytime you're in need of it, since he couldn't not do that as you "best friend". he couldn't be evil with you, he was never able to leave you and he couldn't even envision a future in which you weren't by his side. but the border he made up between the two of you, was never crossed - you two were friends, not more, not less. you were so torn deep inside, as you were helpless, being in the never ending limbo you would rather push forward, but he kept on tugging it backwards; the idea of writing letters was originally from your mother, who had enough of your obvious agony. she was positive you would write every feeling of yours out, making it easier as time goes by. their number kept growing, however, one letter becoming a dozen soon enough, maybe even more in the meantime, while not writing a name on any of them, referring to yourself only as a mere secret admirer. they suddenly disappeared from the bottom of your drawer one day, though, realizing way too late that the ringing phone in your pocket was in fact park jisung, the picture of him taking up the screen of your mobile - did he know?
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I’m glad you like my adhd Marella headcanon—do you have any additions on how that affects her everyday life and how Fitz helps her 👀
She likes hands on learning. So with school assignments, if she's stuck sitting down and reading a book or writing a long paper with very little creative freedom she feels super boxed in and bored to tears. So studying is not one of her strong suits.
When she has a big test coming up or books to read, Fitz will read them out loud to her and come up with niche conversational points on the topic they're reading about to keep her engaged. She'll usually be training to control her abilities and work on her combat moves as he does.
She can be forgetful when it comes to taking care of herself, a byproduct of always caring for her mother and not putting herself high up on her list of priorities, but also just general executive dysfunction.
Fitz leaves color coded sticky notes all over the place for her. Some of these have flirty little quips written on them, mixed in with a sincere "Alchemy test on Friday. Let me know if you need help studying." and "Please drink water today" (He often has to be the one to fill up her water bottle for her, or it won't happen.)
Some days he offers to come over and help with her mom so she can just take a break. Because sometimes she gets such bad task paralysis she can barely move. It's like her brain is running a loop of 'Do this. You need to do this. Get up. Get up. You'll be less anxious If you do it" and she just cannot move. He'll help her clean the house and fold the laundry she's left in a pile on her bed.
When she gets really excited about something and her brain is going a million miles a minute, her fingers will spark literally. She set a curtain on fire once because she was ranting to Fitz about how much she loves baking and creating new recipes with him.
It's happened in public a few times. Her hands sparking with excitement.
It also happens when she's really nervous/anxious. Fitz has a small burn on his hand from quickly grabbing hers to hide it when they were at school and people were whispering about her being 'talentless' Because the last thing Marella needs is to be outed as a pyrokinetic.
She felt awful about it after but he insisted it was okay, that it hardly hurt.
Marella is an external processor. The brain to mouth filter is almost non-existent. Which is part of the reason Fitz loves talking with her so much. There's no secrets. She has to talk to realize what she's really thinking and feeling, and Fitz is great at listening and stopping her from spiraling too hard
She has many hyperfixations, but often not enough time to really indulge in them. She loves to bake with Fitz, read poetry and collect oddities and trinkets from small shops in Mysterium. When she can't really get into her hyperfixations, she gets antsy. They're her outlet.
So- like your idea- he's constantly dropping little dopamine boosts any time he can. He'll tell her a cool fact about one of her trinkets, share human and elvin poetry with her and set up days where they can just bake together.
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LOL I hope Dogday and Catnap end up together after all the typical romantic comedy shenanigans!
How did Dogday get feelings for Catnap? I bet it was hard once Catnap went off the deep end…but did he ever feel the same about him before? I imagine they were both at least pretty good friends at one point…
:3
Dogday and Catnap were close since before they were turned into toys. I think kid Dogday (Im considering naming him Oskar) would protect Theo from bullies, and was worried sick when he just dissapeared one day. When they turned into toys, both Dogday and Catnap continued to be sort of close to each other. Catnap was isolated from the other Smiling Critters, and it was Dogday who would drag him to interact with everyone! I think this is when the mutual crush first started. Dogday saw a kind-hearted and shy friend who genuinely wanted to connect with others, while Catnap saw a ray of sunshine dragging him out of his misery corner in order to have him make friends with others.
For Dogday, Catnap was just everything he needed during that time: Someone who listens and is kind, not demanding much from him, much less getting mad at him for not doing things right. Catnap helped calm him down, and Dogday, touch and attention-starved, just caught himself suddenly developing an innocent crush on his best friend.
However, after the Hour of Joy, Catnap spent some time hiding with the Prototype as he taught him how to hunt. When he came back to the Playcare, he had changed. Hardened. He wasnt little Theo anymore, just like how Catnap wasnt little Oskar anymore. One became a hunter, the other, a leader. They clashed many times with Catnap wanting to go after other toys and the Smiling Critters not wanting to kill for their own survival. And when Catnap's religion became bigger than his own logic and morality, the two fell apart.
Below the cut are my thoughts on how their relationship went during the decade and after Angel rescued them!
Catnap did attack some of the Smiling Critters and he did tore off some of their limbs to feed the mini critters and himself. It was either that or starve, at least in his POV. Him crucifying Dogday consisted of him almost begging poor Oskar to quit with his morality and join him and Prototype. He wanted Dogday to listen, and he wanted to be together with his best friend, but tearing someone's stomach and legs off isnt the way to make them listen to you talk about how the guy who put everyone into this mess is the one and only true savior and god.
After Angel arrives at Playcare and saves not only Dogday but Miss Delight and even some of the mini critters, Catnap's world view start to shift, esp with how Angel treats him. "What happened to you?" is one of the first things they say to him, and Catnap, lonely and away from his dad/god and any company asides from the mini critters, just inevitably ends up getting attached to who he now sees as a messiah. This only gets worse after Angel saves Catnap's life.
Dogday... Oh, my poor baby. He DESPERATELY wanted Catnap to quit with the Prototype bullshit and just listen to him. They can hunt others, yes, but they shouldn't be cruel about it. They can confront the Prototype about putting them into this situation, they can leave Playtime Co, they can do anything, but please please please just LISTEN to him and STOP TALKING ABOUT THE PROTOTYPE AS IF HE'S A GOD. Dogday is ready to kill Catnap if necessary during Angel's time at Playcare, mind you, he just doesn't want to do that. And when Catnap is saved, guess who helps Angel treat his wounds? Yup, it's our big puppy.
Dogday feels guilt from letting his friends die, and feels anger at Catnap for helping with their deaths and for crucifying him. He wants Catnap to do better, but he feels like he lost him and will never get him back. And his happiness at seeing Catnap helping Angel is only for a moment, as he realizes Catnap just changed his god for Angel to fit the label.
After they confront Prototype and they leave the factory for good, they're both kind of lost. Catnap deep down knows neither Angel nor Prototype are gods, but what else are they for being able to survive such circumstances? And for Dogday, what else is there in the outside world, now that he feels more alone than ever before because his mind isn't busy with surviving anymore?
And then, BAM, every single Smiling Critter was actually alive. They're both shocked but happy at this, and begin to rekindle their relationship as they both agree that they're the only ones who can actually protect both their old friends and the newfound family they have. Their relationship at this point is two traumatized young adults trying to protect what they have of hope, still getting out of the survival instincts and way of life. They bicker a LOOOOT, but since day 1 from escaping they have sometimes slept next to each other because that's the only way they can fall asleep. They have so many conflicts but they are so much about each other in a way only they can truly understand (and also us but we don't count because we're just readers and players lmao).
With enough weeks passing by, and with enough long nights of these two being close and even playing with each other because they missed the other so much, they start talking. Untangling the mess. Catnap did apologize to Dogday when they were still inside Playtime Co, ofc, and he and Dogday had a moment when they saw the Sun for the first time since they were young children, but two conversations aren't enough to fix +5 years of hurt.
I think the mutual crush smacks them both in the head at the same time during the, like, third month of living with Angel. Sillies gotta be silly right?
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doberbutts · 20 hours
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The other thing I liked about Being Human (US) is that the core cast are all incredibly flawed and damaged people who still love each other at their core and genuinely want things to work even though they make spectacularly stupid choices at times along the way.
Aiden is incredibly easy to trigger due to his laundry list of past and present issues and when he's triggered he doesn't shut down or go quiet. He gets ANGRY. He gets *violent*. There was a joke between my friend and I when we watched over the summer and holidays that he was a big fan of using neck snaps to solve his problems but was startlingly bad at dealing with the fallout except by continuing to kill people to cover up his problems. When he fights with Josh he gets personal, he's so combative and confrontational, and he wears that prickly exterior whenever someone sees through the stone mask and pokes at a fleshy bit a little too hard.
But we also see Aiden break down and cry. We see him sobbing uncontrollably as he loses control again and again and again. Every time he manages to scrape together a bit of happiness before either he or someone else fucks it all up and it blows up in his face. He wants to stop. He doesn't want to hurt people anymore. And he can't figure out how to do it because it's like hurting people and driving them away or killing them is the only thing he really knows how to do.
So many times while watching I would yell "talk to your fucking friends asshole" and he would continue to either shut them out or get close but lose his nerve halfway through and remain silent. He wanted that connection very badly and simply couldn't make it happen. The few times he did open up to Josh or Sally he was well received, which I think was really a bright point in the writing because it showed the audience that the problem was that Aiden couldn't figure out how to be vulnerable due to [redacted plot things] rather than because his friends were jerks.
And overall I think that balanced well with Sally, who's various exploits *also* usually blew up in her face, and Josh, who oscillates wildly between "sad and more than a little afraid of himself" and "picks weird hills to die on because it's literally the only way he manages to feel any amount of control in his life". Josh and Sally both frequently vent about things to Aiden, but he almost never reciprocated until pretty close to the end of the series. He hides things from them, he dodges questions, he finds convenient excuses to not talk about stuff, even when they prod and pry to get something out of him.
He only explains after things hit the fan and everything goes to shit. Usually, because his friends have been there to catch him when he falls, and he has to tell them *something* about why there's so much blood on his hands (sometimes literally) yet again. And they get mad at him, but ultimately they forgive him, because fuck, a werewolf and a ghost aren't really in any place to judge now are they. Even then, it's not usually the whole truth.
(And it's interesting, in the what-if scenario where they weren't there to catch him as he fell, just how bad things got)
But then he's afraid he's going to lose Josh, and he's afraid he's going to lose Sally, and he's afraid he's going to die, and he goes to Josh, and he says "I'm scared, and I don't know what to do".
And Josh stops, and realizes that Aiden has never asked him for help, not really, and has never actually been vulnerable with him, and has always worn the brave and stoic face even as things are melting down at catastrophic levels. And he says, I'm here.
Aiden is such a bad victim and he makes some real stinkers of bad choices along the way but they make sense for his character once you learn about all the shit that's happened since he became a vampire and how fucked up things got for him before he realized he needed out. And he backslides and he backslides and he backslides but he keeps trying because what's the point if he doesn't at least try.
Anyway the hill I will die on is that this show would have done numbers on tumblr if it came out slightly later. Ah well.
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Anti-romantic || JJk | Ch. 11
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Pairings: Boxer!Jungkook x fem!reader || Enemies to lovers, neighbors
Genre: smut, angst, fluff, curse, illegal boxing, violence
Warnings: fuckboy!Jungkook x reader, smut, dirty talk, curse, mention of tarot and fate
Summary: Jungkook had always been carefree when it came to love. He always believed he was worth sharing himself with everyone, and thought it was selfish of him to ever think of keeping himself exclusive to just one person.
And maybe that was exactly what got him into the big problem he was in.
A curse that kept him away from love didn't seem an issue for him. The fact that his ex-girlfriend thought he'd be affected by the idea of the girls he slept with running away from him after sex was ridiculous. She actually did him a favor, and took a burden away from him.
At least that was what he thought at first.
He had never found himself thinking of the possibility of repeating with neither of his hook ups, because they disappeared before he was able to even think about it. But when he makes the mistake of sleeping with the sexy neighbor that lives in front of him, he finds himself hoping to get the chance for a second round every time their paths cross.
Y/n hated him the second he set foot inside the building by the way he started making her life a miserable mess for no reason. Sleeping with him was a big mistake she wasn't thinking of repeating. At least not until he came up with the excuse that she rejected him for a curse. Not only she thought he was annoying, but she was also convinced he was crazy. 
There was no way she could take him seriously.
Aprox. time of reading: 17 minutes
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Her eyes were on him while Jungkook looked around her apartment, noticing that nothing had changed -except for the pair of boxing gloves at the top of her dinner table, next to some old magazines and books.
—Are you boxing?
—What?
Jungkook didn't ask the question again. Instead, his index pointed to the red gloves.
—If you need help, I can teach you —he smirked.
—No, thank you —she faked a smile—. I'd rather stay a whole day punching a wall without protection than having to stand your ass by choice.
—Yikes, that'd hurt —he poked both of his hands inside the pockets of his jeans.
It was none of his business whether she learned how to box or not, or where she was doing it -and, even less, why she took the sudden choice of doing it. She had joined a random gym among the list of gyms involved in those fights, that Alan sent her after she insisted a little bit too much.
—Now... can you explain again why you're here?
—My date was completely fine —his eyes were back on her— and, after eating your brownie —he emphasized on the fact that she was the one who prepared it—, she closed herself up in the bathroom.
—Well, that's too bad —she sighed—. You ate two pieces, and you're here being a pain in the ass. Don't you think that maybe the fact that she's in the bathroom has more to do with her than with me?
—You're fooling no one —he peeped, momentarily pointing at her, before he started walking to her with slow steps—. A brownie? After you literally screamed you'd kill me if it wasn't illegal? —he scoffed— I bet if I looked around I'd find a tiny box with whatever you put in that brownie. It's alright. You overheard my conversation over the phone, about how I was going to meet someone, and got jealous. Did a 2x1.
Y/n stopped for a quick second, realizing that if she fooled him to be close enough to her, she'd manage to snatch his phone and close herself somewhere to delete the video he was blackmailing her for. She just needed to play along for a bit.
—Hmm —she thought out loud, tilting her head and piercing his eyes with hers—, what if I admit that I did something to the brownie?
—I think that's quite obvious —Jungkook shook his head—. You should admit you didn't want me to go on that date.
—You're so full of yourself —her tone was suggestive, low enough to appeal to his most guttural side—. Why don't you just think that I did it to piss you off?
—Because there are a billion other ways to piss me off, and you still tried the one that'd ruin my date.
And while, in fact, she did it to ruin his date, nowhere in her head she ever thought of doing it out of jealousy. She just wanted to attack where it hurted him the most.
—So what if I did it out of jealousy? —she purred, inviting him to step closer to her.
—You could've just admitted it —he smirked—. I never repeated with anyone, but I'd be able to do an exception with you.
Y/n held back from rolling her eyes at that comment, keeping up the act until his body was millimeters away from being glued to hers. Her fingers moved over the soft cotton fabric of his white t-shirt, lowering through his torso until she met with the edge of his jeans.
Just a little bit more.
Her fingers probed at the beginning of one of his pockets, almost sliding inside until his fingers trapped her wrist and moved it away on the top of her head.
—Ever been told you should've been an actress?
It was too good to be true.
She quickly moved her other hand, thinking of slapping his face as hard as possible to distract him enough with the pain to be able to reach to his pocket again, but he moved faster, blocking the move before she could hit his cheek.
She should've thought that he was a professional boxer. Of course his reflexes were perfect in those situations.
—You think I'd buy you did it out of jealousy? —Jungkook mocked her— I bet you did it so I'd feel sick, enough for you to offer to help me while I'm in the bathroom and snatch my phone away.
—Oh my god, what the fuck are you talking about?
Y/n managed to let go of his grip, stepping back a little as she tried to process the twisted plan he had deducted from what she did. And that, after hearing it, she thought that was definitely what she should've done.
—You're sick in the head —she accused him.
—Me? —Jungkook replied back, exaggeratedly pointing at himself— Says the one who put god knows what on somebody else's food?
—I should've definitely put arsenic in it —she spitted, leaning closer to him.
—You could only wish you'd be able to get rid of me that way —he challenged—. I'd haunt you every single day of your miserable life, since you wake up in the morning to the moment you fall asleep in that bed.
—Good for you, because that's the closest you'd be to being with me in a bed —she barked back.
Something clicked in their brains when they realized how close they were to each other again, heated up by the sudden argument. Her eyes momentarily flew to his pierced lips, and Jungkook caught on that way too fast for her to pretend that it didn't happen.
His hands cupped her cheeks, drawing her into a kiss that she picked up the pace of as soon as their lips were linked together. All the anger, all the held back fury was freed with every move of their mouths, but also every hidden desire, every small wish of living again what happened a few nights back was exposed whenever their tongues twirled around one another.
Jungkook ate up her gasp when he pinned her against the wall, feeling her hands move from his torso to his neck at the same time his hands moved down her body to hold her by the hips. A powerful throb in his crotch, that reached every corner in his body, appeared the second her teeth squeezed the soft skin around his lower lip, indirectly pulling from one of his piercings as well.
In an attempt to erase any possibility of that ending, Jungkook cupped her ass cheeks, lifting her body up until her legs were wrapped around him. Y/n was the one who kissed him again, sinking her fingers in the locks of his hair before he felt encouraged to move lower, hiding his face in the curve of her neck to suck and lick every bit of sensitive skin in there.
He just loved the way her fast pulse felt against his tongue whenever he sucked on that spot.
—See how it isn't that difficult to give in to what you want? —he teased her, biting her earlobe.
—Shut up.
Jungkook moved his head back, rubbing his lips against her again.
—Make me.
She was close to doing exactly what he asked her to do, but something made him move his head back. Under her confused look, Jungkook terrorized at the feeling he was getting.
He couldn't be that unlucky.
For a quick moment, he thought it was a false alarm and that he'd be able to ignore it, but another squeak of his stomach made him finally move back, letting go of her body carelessly. He tried to leave her back on the ground, but his body was in such an urge to run away from there that he didn't make sure her feet were on the solid floor, causing her to slip and fall in front of him.
—What...? —when she looked up through the locks of her messy hair, she could see Jungkook walking fast to the door of his bathroom— Jungkook, don't dare.
But he completely ignored her warning, locking himself inside the bathroom before she reached the door.
—Jungkook, get out of there —she hit the door—. Jungkook!
Her feet kicked the door one last time, surrendering to what was going on because there was nothing she could do to avoid it.
—Ouch —she whined, rubbing her ass check with the palm of her hand, only being aware of the pain of her fall then.
Y/n sat on the armrest of her couch, looking at the closed door he disappeared in, waiting for him to get out and kick him out of her house. But time went by, and there were no changes. Her eyelids eventually closed with the passage of time, and her body gave in to gravity every time she lost energy, recomposing before she could meet the ground again.
After thirty minutes, she tried to sit still to keep her position, but her body didn't take long to start giving in to tiredness, opting for heading to bed and dealing with Jungkook the next day when her batteries were charged again.
Jungkook felt so embarrassed when he finally felt good enough to leave the bathroom, that he stayed inside those four walls for another fifteen minutes as he tried to battle his shame. He had cleaned the mess, he had tried to make the smell disappear, but his body was frozen right at the door because he didn't want to see Y/n looking at him disgusted.
Although he realized that wasn't a problem way too late.
When he opened the door again, the living room was completely dark and there was no sight of Y/n. Confused, he silently walked to her bedroom, managing to see her with the small glimpses of light that came through her curtains from the lights in the street.
—Peacefully sleeping while I could've died inside the bathroom because of her —he clicked his tongue, offended by the situation.
Jungkook tried to be as careful and silent as possible as he half closed the door that she had left open, making his way to the couch to get some sleep after such a hectic day.
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Y/n dragged her feet through the ground, making her way out of her room to meet up with a pair of feet hanging over the armrest of her couch, crossing one among the other. She was surprised by how little she cared about the fact that he was there. She was unbothered about it -probably because deep inside she knew she was the only responsible of him spending the night there.
But that didn't mean she'd let him sleep until he felt comfortable enough to wake up.
It was seven in the morning, she had things to do, and she for sure wouldn't invite him over to get something for breakfast.
Her hand patted the sole of one of his feet over his white socks, getting him to squirm and snuggle to one of the cushions he was hugging.
—Wake up. I bet your date has already left.
—What date? —he mumbled against the fabric of her couch— She already left last night.
—What?
—What —his voice lost power towards the end of the word.
When she checked again, his eyelids were completely closed again and his lips parted as he went back to sleep.
A lot of violent thoughts went through her head when she heard him admitting he just stayed at her place after tricking her, and only because he wanted to annoy her. Every bit of sympathy she could have for him was erased as soon as he opened his mouth.
She looked at him after returning from the kitchen, seeing how peacefully he was sleeping, with his right hand strangely folded to his chest, and only able to rejoice at the thought of interrupting all of that. She prepared herself, placing the pan as close to his head as possible before she started to hit it with one of her spoons.
Jungkook felt his heart squeezing on his chest at the sudden sound, moving by instinct and falling out of the couch to find Y/n looking down at him with the cause of his heartache.
—You almost killed me —his body relaxed slowly—. There's no need to be so aggressive.
—Get out.
—Like that? You won't offer me a coffee or something?
His sentence was almost left unfinished when she whined at the way she forced him to stand up by pulling from the hairs near his sideburns. It was as clear as day she didn't need as much strength as long as she knew where to touch and hit to actually cause pain.
She only let go of that short lock of hair when he was completely standing up, ready to push him towards the main door.
—So you couldn't sleep in your place because your date was there, huh?
—Wait, wait —he stopped her from closing the door.
Y/n looked at him, hopeful that he'd apologize and recognize his mistake. But that was hoping too much from him.
—My shoes are inside.
A heavy huff left her lungs, along with her tracks turning back to the couch to pick up the white sneakers and throw them on the common landing.
No words, no actions. Nothing else was needed for her to close the door behind her and completely forget about him.
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Jungkook waited by the door, with his head looking from one way to the other. He had been there since he overheard Y/n ordering some food in her kitchen. She should've known better than to offer his revenge on a silver platter, after he was waiting for the best chance to get back at her the same way.
The plan was simple. He stayed outside of the building, although still hidden so Y/n wouldn't catch him in case she looked over her balcony. He was going to intercept the delivery man by telling him he made a mistake at giving his address, and get the food to his place to get back at her for the awful night he went through.
The breeze felt chilly as he blew the smoke out of his mouth and moved the cigarette away from his lips again. He remembered how much he disliked the taste and smell of tobacco when he first started, and how the thought of going a day without the taste of it on his tongue seemed weird. It was almost like those constant encounters with Y/n, or the excitement in the possibility of repeating with her again, when before he even hated the idea.
He quickly shook his head at his own thoughts, convinced that he was probably going insane.
He was bored. She was close.
That was it.
Although maybe paying a quick visit to the tarot reader wasn't a bad idea. He had gone way too long without getting a quick check.
Before he could dig any deeper in his thoughts, a man with a motorbike helmet half put on walked to him. He seemed young, probably he wasn't even of age yet, something that probably would make it easier for him to trick him.
—Excuse me, are you going to 3A by any chance?
—Yeah, why?
Jungkook sighed, faking relief before he spoke again.
—My girlfriend gave the wrong number. By mistake she gave the apartment number of the crazy lady, who goes around with sharpened knives, instead of giving ours.
—Hmm, can you tell me the name of the person who ordered?
—Y/n Y/s —he confidently said, spending too much time memorizing her full name as he looked at her mailbox for those fifteen minutes—. We live in the 3B, but she said 3A. I guess it's normal after she's called so many times to the cops because that lady kept threatening to stab her.
—Yeah... No problem, dude.
The delivery boy took the plastic box out of the box he was carrying on his back, stretching his hand in front of him to indirectly ask for a tip.
—Cool. Have a nice night —Jungkook said, high-fiving his hand before he left back to his place.
He sneaked inside his place quickly and carefully, cautious of Y/n not catching him with her food. Once he reached the kitchen, and aware that that awful thick plastic was still stuck on her window, he felt free to add his touch to her food.
He added a soup spoon of gochujang to one of the boxes that contained her fried rice, stirring it until the paste was completely invisible to the perception of the eye. After looking around, he also added some gochugaru as well, stirring the whole thing again before he closed it.
Jungkook moved silently towards her door, leaving her bag at the doorstep and hurrying to ring on her doorbell and run back to his place before she could even react to the sound.
She frowned when she opened the door and found no one but the white plastic bag on the floor, although she just shrugged it off. She wasn't exactly in the mood for any human contact, so the delivery person definitely did her a favor by leaving her food there.
Her spirits slowly went higher, and the melodic hum coming from her throat only made it obvious.
—It smells so good —she moaned, when the smell of Chinese food reached her nostrils after opening one of the boxes.
Her body was comfortable on the couch, a TV show she started to be obsessed with was playing, and tasty food was waiting for her to eat it. It was the best way to say goodbye to an awful week.
—Hmm?
Her head tilted to the side with the first spoon, not able to recognize the taste of her fried rice. Although it wasn't until she was filling her mouth with the second spoon that spice finally hit her, and forced her to spit the food that was there in her mouth.
She swore she could feel her tongue melting and the insides of her mouth burning, as her lips started to itch. Her first instinct was to give a long sip of the cold milk in her fridge, but even with that she could still feel she'd breath out flames at any given moment.
The itchy feeling was quickly followed by a dry cough and a runny nose that made her expect the worst.
—Shit, not again —she whined.
Annoyed, she picked up her phone, calling at the restaurant she ordered the food from.
—I specifically asked for it to have no spice in it —a cough interrupted her loud yelling—. Can you take a simple order?
Jungkook, who had purposely opened his window to be able to hear her reaction, giggled at her hysterical rant, until she heard her giving the reason why to her complaint.
—I'm intolerant to spicy food, do you even understand what that means?
She moved nervously on the spot, scratching the arm holding the phone with her free hand as she hoped it wouldn't go to worse.
Her rants and annoyed complaints were only interrupted by the sound of her door bell, making her sigh before he chose to open it to whoever was bothering her at the worst time.
—You'll be hearing from me soon —she hung up the call.
Jungkook almost lost his balance when he saw her swollen red lips, and the pale pink rash on her forearm, that she kept scratching as she fought to breathe through her coughing.
—Let's go to the hospital.
—What?
—Let's go to the hospital —he insisted—. Pick up your shoes and go.
—Why?
—I heard your conversation. Let's go.
Jungkook stepped inside, picking up the pair of sneakers she always had at the left side of the door, and that he managed to find while he desperately looked around for something for her to wear. He dragged her outside of her apartment, and didn't even think of waiting for the elevator as he kept hearing her cough getting worse.
—It's not that serious.
Everything went back to normal after she struggled for a bit. At least, that was how it worked the other times she had a similar reaction.
—It's better if you don't wear a helmet —he mumbled, hopping on his motorbike—. Get on.
—I'm not going with you anywhere —she stepped back.
—I dislike you as much as you dislike me, but I don't want you to die if I can prevent it. So get your ass on the fucking motorbike.
She rolled her eyes at how extreme he was being. She certainly wasn't going to die because of that, but she also knew he'd be able to go on like that for a long while until she did what he asked her to do.
His pale skin as he worried for her, and his concerned look whenever he checked on her state every minute since he dragged her out of her house and while they waited at the hospital made her wonder if she had been way too harsh on him. She was regretting treating him so badly, and even putting those laxatives on the brownie to ruin his plans.
She was just projecting a lot of her negative thoughts onto him, and treated him unfairly since he arrived.
Her palm covered his knee, trying to calm him down and get his shaky moves to stop.
Jungkook was right when he told her to go to the hospital, and the doctor told them when he checked out her symptoms, making her feel relieved by Jungkook's insistence thirty minutes back.
—I'll pay for the hospital bill —he announced as he hopped on the motorbike.
—You don't have to —she mumbled, taking the seat at his back.
He just ignored her comment, starting the engine of the motorbike and making his way back to their place.
Her attitude was more receptive than he remembered, she even smiled at him when they were about to part ways to get to their respective places. Y/n stopped before she could even use her keys, turning to him to dedicate some words she didn't expect would ever be thrown in his direction.
—Thanks for today. I'm not sure what could've happened if it hadn't been for you —she sighed—. And that restaurant is going to get it.
—What do you mean?
—I specified I didn't want spice in my food, reasons are obvious. And they still put it on it.
—Y/n.
—What if you hadn't been here, huh? They're a danger for all of their clients. Imagine if it had been someone with a worse allergy.
—Y/n.
—You shouldn't be paying the hospital bill. They should. And they should be thankful if they have one single client after I write an article about...
—It was me.
Her rant suddenly stopped by his confession, frowning when she saw that guilty expression on his face. And it all clicked. It all made sense. How they didn't ring the first door bell, how they didn't even show up at her door to serve her the food, and how concerned and worried he looked on their way to the hospital...
—I got your food, and added spice to it. I didn't know you were intolerant.
Her nostrils widened, and her breathing became irregular the more she heard him speak. She was so close to losing her temper. And it wasn't like she cared anymore, she needed to get rid of him.
Jungkook quickly moved, stepping inside his apartment and closing the door behind him before Y/n could reach him, feeling the vibrations of her hits and kicks on his back.
—Jeon Jungkook, I'm going to kill you —she warned him, trying to open the door.
She was convinced Jungkook was the biggest of the curses in her life. 
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babybluebex · 1 day
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UM HELLO ?!
desperately need a continuation of munch!dom please 🧎🏽‍♀️
oh. oh yes. oh absolutely. obviously this is gonna be under the cut bc a) it's not gonna be short, and b) it's explicit smut, which is NOT everyone's fav, so if you don't wanna read that, scroll on :)
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(the gif... all i can see is tongue and lips and big doe eyes)
but munch!dom. the first time he ate you out was your first night together, he's really setting a precedent here, but before he even got between your legs, he was everywhere, sucking your neck and pushing his hands up your shirt, wanting to be so close to you and feel every inch of you, and the kisses he lands on your mouth take your breath away and he knows it
you get into his flat and don't even make it to the bedroom, he gently pushes you onto the couch and moans softly as he kisses your lips, playfully biting at your bottom lip, and he does That Thing where he pulls back and bites his lip and sorta laughs and his eyes are half-lidded and he’s looking at you, not like he wants you but like he needs you, and you sorta say “what?” and he shakes his head “nothing… just thinking” “about?” “you. what else?”, and the kisses he lays on your skin start going down, stripping you of your shirt and taking his time to suck at your nipples, and you gasp when he bites a little, and he groans at your sound and mumbles something about “… so goddamn pretty…”
finally gets you out of your pants, and you’re suddenly aware that you’re mostly naked on his couch and he still has his jacket on, and he clocks the moment of hesitation, and he’s pulling his face from out of your stomach “what’s wrong?” and you’re cloudy and can only go “huh?” “you’re kinda… i don’t know, a little off all the sudden. everything ok?” “oh yeah!” you say quickly “j-just, umm, could you take off your…?” and he sorta jumpstarts "fuck, i didn't even realize, sure, sorry" and sheds his jacket, and he goes for his pants, undoing them just enough to get some relief from the constriction on his hardening cock, and he returns to you like he can't bear to be away for too long
it's obvious where he's going and what he wants to do, kissing down and gently biting your hipbones, grabbing you hard with his strong hands, and he gets you fully on your back and kisses at you through the thin material of your panties, his eyes fluttering to look up at you "can i?" he whispers, his voice hoarse and a little broken, he already sounds so fucked out and nothing's even happened yet, but you just sorta whimper and nod, and he shakes his head "give me words, baby, your pretty noises aren't enough" and you start to whine his name and shift your hips up to meet his mouth, but he moves away with a laugh "baby, c'mon, i'm serious, need you to talk to me" "do i need to give you verbal consent or what?" you giggle, and dom rubs his hands up and down your thighs as he nods "enthusiastic consent would be appreciated, please" he says, and you just laugh and run your fingers through his curls "you're an idiot" you smile "i'm not doin' anything until you say those magic words" dom says "fine" you say "dom, please?" "please what?" dom asks "oh my god!" you laugh "please fuck me!"
and he instantly goes in, kissing at you through your panties, then kissing your thighs, going far but never where you need him, and you're already soaked, embarrassingly quickly, but he doesn't comment on it, and he really only speaks when you ask him "what're you doin'?"
"wanna get you all easy first" dom whispers "you're so fucking tense, i'll never be able to fit inside you if you don't loosen up a little. wanna get you all soft and relaxed, wanna make you feel good, love"
and he drives you nearly crazy when he starts to eat it through your panties, licking and really going in, but you've still got the thin cotton barrier and you might lose it if you don't feel the actual wet warmth of his mouth, and you wiggle under him to try to get the point across, and he pulls away and sends a quick little smack to your cunt "be patient" he tells you as you moan "you'll get it soon" "do you always tease mean like this?" you ask, and dom shrugs "when i feel like it" he says, and his fingers curl in your panties and gently pull, not enough to move them but enough to make your heart jump in your chest, and he lets the elastic snap back onto your thigh "how bad do you want my mouth, baby?" "really bad" you whine "bad enough to beg?" he asks with a devious twinkle in his eye, and you nod quickly "well...?"
and your breathing is so labored, every nerve ending is on fire, and you mumble out "dom, please, baby, please, i want it so bad" "what's that?" he asks "sorry, you'll have to be louder" "dom!" you hiccup "y-your neighbors—" "can complain all the fuck they want" he says "beg louder, or you're not getting it" and you've never seen him like this before, not exactly forceful but not shaky either, and demanding but also gentle, you've never experienced it with any partner before but he's being dominant as fuck, the man's gotta match his name, you suppose "dominic, please!" you cry louder, digging your fingertips into his scalp "please, i want it so bad, please!" "what do you want so badly?" dom asks, and his finger lightly trails over your covered core, feeling the wetness that you've gathered "tell me, baby" "y-your mouth" you stammer out "where?" and you know he's being teasing and mean on purpose, he's just trying to get you worked up so that the relief is that much sweeter, and the way he's knelt on the floor between your thighs, watching your face intently, sends shivers up your spine "anywhere. wherever you want" and another quick little smack "where do you want?" he asks "sweetheart, just use your words and tell me exactly what you want, and i'll give it to you. whatever you want. just tell me."
and you squeeze your eyes shut and pant out "my pussy! put your mouth on my pussy, please, dom, please, i want it so—" and you can't even finish your sentence before he's shifting your panties to the side and going in for the kill
and god, he's so good at it, licking fat stripes from your hole to your clit, sucking it between his lips, rubbing his thumbs on your inner thighs to urge your legs open wider, and he's messy with it, spreading your wetness everywhere with his mouth, coating the scruff on his upper lip and on his chin with you, and he's moaning because you're moaning, it is SO HOT, and all you can do it just writhe around and whimper and cry, and you pull his hair to tell him you want more, and he happily obliges, bringing his hand into the mix, rubbing your sensitive little clit with the softs of his fingers, and your hips buck up involuntarily "fuck, sorry—" you start but dom pulls away from you with a smile (and a wild lil look in his eyes) "oh baby, do whatever you want... with pussy this good, you can do whatever you want to me" and he goes back in, and you squeal when the tip of his tongue prods at your throbbing entrance, his fingers still rubbing you, but he's picking up speed, working quickly towards an inevitable end, and you can't help the heat growing in your lower belly "d-dom" you whine "i'm gettin'..." "yeah?" he replies "you feel it?" "mhm" you mumble "c-can you... fingers...?"
and that's not remotely a coherent question but that's where your mind is at rn, but he also knows what you want, because his long slender fingers join in, pushing into you with ease, and whoever taught him how to finger someone was doing GOD'S WORK, bc he KNOWS about the little trick of hooking his fingers up and finding your g-spot, and he gives a wicked grin when you jolt and yelp "yeah?" he asks, maybe a little whiny and condescending, but the heat is growing quicker and quicker in your belly, permeating down into your toes "that feel good, baby?"
"dom, i'm gonna cum" you tell him quickly, and his fingers play inside you as the tip of his tongue flicks your clit, and you're so sensitive and it's almost overwhelming, and a shock runs through your system when he spits onto you, right where his fingers sink into you, and suddenly the wet lewd sounds of it are hitting the walls, and your back arches as it all washes over you, and you can hardly manage out a wrecked cry of his name "dominic!"
when you come down from the high, dom's pulled his fingers from you and is palming at himself as he watches you shiver and force out a breathy laugh, and his free hand is rubbing your leg, and he's shushing you "just like that, so good, good girl... d'ja like that, honey?"
and you nod a little, moving to sit up a bit to see him, and he's knelt back on the floor, neck and ears and cheeks red, hair messy from your fingers, and you just mumble "where the fuck did you learn that??" "learn what?" he asks "dommy... i've never cum like that before..." you tell him "not from... that" "oh" he says simply, and he shifts himself up, going into the pocket of his jeans before pulling them off and shoving them to the side, and you see the little blue condom wrapper in his palm "well, you're welcome, honey. do you wanna keep going, or are you done for the night?" "is this that whole enthusiastic consent thing again?" you ask playfully, and you pull him back to you, whipping his tshirt over his head (and cleaning his face with it), and he gets up on the couch between your legs, caging your head in-between his arms "no" he says with a grin "this is that whole 'i wanna make sure you're up for it' thing. that you can take it." "well" you start "i guess i'm all easy and soft and relaxed, huh? you might be able to fit inside me now" "only one way to find out" he winks with a smarmy grin
and when you're all done, about two and a half (the half being him cleaning you up with his mouth and tongue, which resulted in one last surprise orgasm that neither of you planned) rounds later, he's got his window open and a cigarette between his fingers, and you're all curled in his side, tracing his tattoo, and you just mumble "who would've thought..." "huh?" he asks "who knew you're such a munch?" you ask, and he furrows his eyebrows "a what?" he asks, slotting his cigarette in the corner of his mouth to circle both his arms around you "a munch" you giggle "ok, but what is that?" he asks, playfully batting away your low-drifting wandering fingers "look it up" you tell him, nodding towards his phone on the nightstand "urban dictionary it" and he sorta grumbles and grabs his phone and goes to google, and he reads for a few seconds, then scrolls, then reads some more, and he goes "... yeah, but that's not bad, is it?" "no" you say "it's just very sweet" "you know who else is sweet?" he mumbles under his breath, and you go to grab his dick, but he gets your wrist first with a laugh and draws you into a kiss
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gyuvxx · 2 days
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Light ⋆☀︎。
Riize as Wave to Earth
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Osaki Shotaro x Reader
Fluff, tooth rotting fluff. Don't show this to ur dentist. no real warnings, just a lot of cuteness.
WC: 500 smth
synopsis: In which Shotaro loves his girlfriend a whole lot.
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Shotaro Loved his girlfriend. He told just about everyone, he never missed a chance to bring her up, to talk about his beloved YN. 
His friends teased him for it, but he didn’t mind. He liked talking about her, he liked telling everyone that he was her boyfriend, or all the little details about her that he loved so much. Even she teased him for it. 
“I’m starting to think you have a crush on me,” She told him one day, looking up at him with the smile he liked so much. 
They had been dating for two months at that point. Shotaro could only smile. 
“I have such a big crush on you,” he told her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “How could you tell?”
How could he help himself? Not only was she adorable, but she was sweet, the sweetest girl he’d ever met. She always cared for him, even when they were just friends, she made him feel valued, loved. When they got together, he thought it was the best day of his life. Soon enough, he realized his life would only get better. 
When he first confessed his love, and she said it back, he decided he’d do everything in his power to keep her. To keep his light.
They sat on his couch together, his arm wrapped lazily around her shoulder, pressing his cheek against her arm. She Kissed his forehead, smiling as their TV show played. Neither of them were really paying attention to the plot, really just enjoying their cuddle time. 
YN’s eyes threatened to close every moment, sleep creeping up on her as Shotaro wrapped his arms around her. His gaze was fixed on her, looking over at her sleepy figure with a smile. He felt his own need for sleep creeping up on him, trying to keep his heavy lids open, trying to look at his pretty girlfriend even more. 
She snuggled into him more, letting her eyes fall shut, as shotaro adjusted around her, rubbing her shoulder gently. 
“You’re so pretty,” he whispered into her hair. All he got back was a little hum, YN was too tired to really say anything back. He knows she would’ve called him pretty too. “Have I told you how perfect you are?” 
“You told me this morning,” She sleepily replied, a little smile on her lips as shotaro wrapped his arms around her, resting her head against his chest. 
“I just want you to know,” He mumbled, lips brushing against her ear before he kissed her cheek. He heard her soft hum. “I love you,” he told her, it was probably the tenth time he’d said it in the past hour. 
“I love you too,” she mumbled, sleep close to overtaking her. 
“I love you more,” he whispered against her skin. “So, so much,” his voice was muffled, she barely picked up on what he said, close to falling asleep completely. He knew this, and picked her up gently, wrapping his arms around her carefully and carried her to their bed. 
He laid her down carefully, seeing her sleep-heavy eyes looking up at him, a little smile spread across her cheeks. He draped a blanket over her, before climbing in next to her, and snuggling up next to her. They fell asleep in each others arms, dreaming each other into the morning.
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First chapter is out!! these are just gonna be little short stories I think fit the members of riize! upload schedule should be every Tuesday and Friday!
RIIZE as W2E masterlist ₊˚.༄
taglist: @oftenjisung , @vhuteryh , @skzhoe4life , @cheederzchez , @so-lychee
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evelyntano · 1 day
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Continuation of ''When & How the Bad Batch realize that they're in love''
### Eve's Headcanons -- When & How the Bad Batch confess their love & share their first kiss ###
warnings: uh. feelings and emotions. that's it. i think?
english is not my native language
''Oh, Eve, why are you blessing us with th-'' shut up, I am going feral over a Hunter piece I wrote but I can't share it because a) it's x OC, b) I am fucking terrified of sharing full-on drabbles with the world lol. also I wrote this pre this weeks episode.
Anyways, I figured those first headcanons deserve a sequel.
once again, bone app the teeth.
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Hunter || CT-9901
Confessing His Love
Hunter strikes me as both someone who will confess his love before the first kiss, but also someone who'd kiss you in a loaded/intense/emotional moment and only confess his love afterward, when you've both calmed down a little.
I think he'd be thinking about it quite often - well, he'd be overthinking it to a degree, too.
Should he just tell you now, without making a big thing out of it? Or should he wait for a more peaceful moment, when the situation with the Empire is over? Should he tell you at all? Those questions probably haunt him at night.
It'll get to the point where he's so distracted by those thoughts whenever you're around that people notice it; they don't know why he's acting differently, but they can tell that something's up.
One day, during a calmer moment, he'll pull you aside to talk about it.
He'll be nervous and unsure how to word it, but he'd eventually confess his feelings vaguely - I don't see him uttering the words ''I love you'' in a moment like this, to be honest. Something along the lines of ''I care about you deeply'' seems more fitting for Hunter in a calm, soft moment.
Alternatively, you were in a more heated moment (either intense sparring, or after a battle) and after his emotions took over, he just confessed.
First Kiss
His first kiss depends on the scenario you'd rather go with, to be honest.
If his confession was during a calm, soft moment, then he didn't kiss you right then - unless you kiss him first, but we're talking about his first kiss.
It will probably take him a while to get to the point where he's comfortable enough to kiss you; there's just too much going on, and it will take him one of those properly peaceful moments (like on Pabu) to calm down enough to pull you aside for a private moment and eventually share your first kiss together.
If he hasn't confessed yet, and we go the ''heated moment'' route, the situation will pan out differently.
I'll go from a ''sparring'' perspective, 'cause I've written those often enough: Hunter strikes me like someone that would rather distract himself then confront certain feelings/situations.
So, how does he do it? He asks you to spar with him - something that might not be the smartest decision, but he can't really stay away from you forever, and he's trying to show you ''Hey! I don't hate you or anything. I apologize for acting so weird lately.'' (spoiler: continues acting odd)
Yet, as you get a little too into it while sparring, having pinned him to the ground, you notice how differently he looks at you; and before you realize it, the situation changes.
This is the moment where I can see him go ''Fuck it.'' and just kiss you without thinking; a confession follows afterward...eventually.
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Echo || CT-1409
Confessing His Love
*bangs head against wall* I'm so bad at analyzing Echo, I hate it here. Why does he make things so hard for me. *points accusing finger at him* Why do you hate me?!
Anyway, he's more prepared for it? How do I explain this...Echo is quite aware of his feelings, even if he's grumpy upon realizing. I think he'll reprimand himself for a long time for it, especially if you previously knew each other (back when he was an ARC Trooper & you his superior, perhaps).
When he gets past that point (can you call it denial?), he's quite certain about how he'll proceed, but I do think he'd wait until the major battles are over - well, as far as they can be.
I believe that Echo would put protecting the galaxy and helping his brothers over confessing his love for a while; or, after confessing his love, he'd openly state that his focus is somewhere else currently.
Regardless of when he confesses his love, I believe that it'll still play out roughly the same way; he'll wait for a moment alone with you, maybe catch you while you're working on something and strike up a conversation.
He'll might end up a little nervous and stutter at the beginning, but he'll be more straight-to-the-point than Hunter, for example. He'll still be...almost cautious about the way he says it, (''I think I love you'' kinda cautiousness, yk) but you'll ultimately get a proper confession.
First Kiss
welp, regardless of when he confesses, I want to think that his first kiss (emphasis on his; when he initiates it) would be after everything is over.
I just can't see him put his duty aside to find a moment in which he could have that intimate moment with you amidst the galaxy being in shambles, lol.
Maybe after one of the bigger battles is thought and they return to a safe haven, away from the Empire, you two will find each other alone and away from everyone; you'll be talking about the next steps, sharing possible plans and ideas on where to go now.
Eventually, one of you will mention your future together; I can see Echo be the one, since I think his partner would respect his priority to focus on helping the Republic, so they won't ''push'' such conversations on him.
He'll open that topic saying that he was thinking about where your future will lead you two, explaining how he wants you by his side through it all (this is basically a marriage proposal, jfc).
And after you reassure him that you feel the same and won't leave him, he'll eventually muster up the courage and kiss you; a little like a promise of sorts? A pact. I'm not sure how to say it, but I hope you get the gist of it.
That might be your first and last kiss for a while, though; as I've mentioned, Echo puts his duty first in most cases and while he does have you by his side through it all, he's not one to consider many moments ''right'' for a kiss.
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Wrecker || CT-9903
Confessing His Love
I'm drowning in specific tropes when it comes to this guy, really. He's just so loving and not afraid of showing it, and that goes for the person he falls in love with, too.
But, oh boy, will he be nervous! We've seen Wrecker, so I can't see him be confident and suave about it - well, at least after the realization that he's in love settles in. Before that? He's unbothered. He thinks you're just like family to him so there's nothing to overthink! Right? ...Right?
When he eventually realizes that, oh shit, he doesn't just think you're incredible, amazing, talented, spectacular, and more, but he's actually in love with you, he'll...well, ''panic'' is too strong of a word, I think.
While he spent a lot of time with you before that, you notice how something...changed; he'll still ask you out to spend time with him (and Omega), but you'll notice how he's suddenly more nervous when you ask specific questions.
I think you'll have to be the one to pull him aside for this one; he'll be too nervous and overthink it, unsure how to say it, so he'll just be rambling, trying to get his point across, which is both endearing and confusing (depending on you, really).
But, ultimately, he'll just blurt the ''I love you'' out, I think; maybe not those exact words, but the love confession, I mean. And the he'll either continue to ramble in an attempt to make the situation less awkward, or he'll look away, too embarrassed to say anything more.
I'm holding Wrecker gently as I'm typing this, if you even care.
First Kiss
I think my brain blanked, help.
I feel like he's the only person to actually ask for a kiss right after his confession; when he initially gets past either the continuous rambling or the embarrassed silence.
He'll eventually start blushing a lot, not really able to hold your gaze, but at one point he'll look up and sheepishly ask you if he can kiss you.
Though, I can see him do it at a later time, too. Like, after you had the conversation, you confess your own feelings to him and you leave the conversation at a light-hearted note; and then, maybe only minutes later, but maybe also hours later, he'll approach you timidly and ask if he could kiss you.
Ultimately, what I'm trying to say is: He's rather quick to ask for that kiss directly, unlike most of the others (except for those ''heated moments'' as scene with Hunter).
I've mentioned this before, but he is so full of love and affection. I just can't see him be someone that abandons affection and kisses, regardless of the situation he's in. Where the other's are cautious due to...well, obvious concerns and dangers...he doesn't let those dangers stop him from showing you affection.
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Tech || CT-9902
Confessing His Love
I'm not sure how to properly explain this, but he's...more of a Thinker than a Feeler? Is that how you describe it? Uh, he's in control over his emotions - they do not affect him in the way they affect others; specifically thinking about that scene between him & Omega, when they were talking about Echo ''leaving'' them.
I'm not sure how to properly articulate it with my mediocre english skills and my limited vocabulary, but he's...he's just really chill about it all, lol. He doesn't overthink and get nervous or panic in the way that his brother's do.
I think he delays his confession because he struggles to articulate how he feels; he knows how to explain it, but he doesn't want to give you a scientific explanation or a description of his feelings for you; he wants to properly confess his love.
I'd still say it just...happens; in my preceding post, I mentioned how he falls in love with the way you talk about things that excite you, and I'm guessing his confession happens during one of those late night talks between you two.
He'll just slip it in, not even realizing how serious and heavy of a topic that is to some people; yes, he focused on making it a confession, but you know, he didn't realize that it wasn't just a thing you could confess in passing, lol.
Tech casually drops that confession in your late night talk, admitting how he noticed that he loves your voice, and that leads to him revealing his feelings to you.
There's obviously emotion in the way he says it, even if it's ''in passing'', and when he turns to meet your surprised gaze, his expression is incredibly tender.
Save to say, you were at a loss for words. And I can only repeat it over and over again: This man can unintentionally be so bloody smooth.
First Kiss
I've mentioned this in a previous post, but I don't see him be someone that kisses his partner on the lips lol. Anyway, we need a ''proper first kiss'', I suppose.
...I am torn again, lol. One possibility (imo) is that he'll be just as casual with the first kiss as he was with the confession; it'll happen just randomly, in passing.
You'll be having another one of your casual talks, now more intimate and special than they were before, and as he stands up to leave (or for you two to move to bed), he'll help you up and plant a brief kiss on your lips without even thinking about it.
On one hand, I can see him not even realize that he did it because it just felt so ''natural'' to him; on the other hand, I can see him having stared at you the entire time and when he noticed that the conversation was about to end, something within him just felt the need to kiss you.
Another thing I can see happen is that he'll put proper ''effort'' into your first kiss; I'm thinking of a Pabu sunset, you know? He'll ask you for a walk, or another one of your late night talks and go somewhere more private with you.
There, you'll not really have your typical random conversations, but he'll actually kick it off with a (probably practiced) speech on how much he cares about you, which is basically him asking for permission to kiss you.
And then you'll get your first kiss in the light of the setting sun. He'll probably ramble more after this kiss, eventually even getting somewhat nervous this time - well, not nervous, but sheepish, I'd say.
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Crosshair || CT-9904
Confessing His Love
*user left the server* I think my brain gave up, lol; I can't believe that he's the one I write for the most, yet I'm actually a little stumped here.
We've seen how soft Crosshair can be, but we also know he's the youngest sibling a little shit (affectionately) sometimes, so I'm trying to find a middle ground for this.
In my preceding headcanons, I mentioned how he'd be avoidant and annoyed (@ himself, but he'll make it everyone's problem) by the realization that he loves you, so I'm certain that his confession might take among the longest.
Obviously, he'll need to continue his healing journey first, and I can also see him be more open around Omega about the whole situation, indirectly asking for her help when it comes to the whole ''being in love'' ordeal.
His confession can go different ways, I think; what I have in mind is him finding you when you're alone - no, he won't actively pull you aside, but he'll wait for a moment to approach you when there's no one around to interrupt.
He'll start it off with some snarky remark, or some sassy comment on whatever you're doing - it's his way of getting a conversation started; you'll engage, obviously, and now it can go either way, really.
I'm torn, since I think if you gave him your undivided attention, he'd be too nervous and uncertain to confess properly; he'd eventually just dismiss his feelings in that moment and deflect to a different topic.
When you don't give him your full attention right away, he'll be able to gather more courage as he leads the conversation in the right direction; eventually, he'll say something to make you turn around and look at him - by then, he might just be standing right in front of you.
That's when soft!Crosshair comes through; he'll be hesitant, unsure how to put it, but he'll ultimately voice his thoughts and feelings rather rationally. There won't be a big ''I love you'', nor anything that direct, but it'll be a pure confession of love.
First Kiss
So, soft!Crosshair is how I headcanon him, and his first kiss will also be fitting that version of him; sure, I totally understand the people that write him differently (and I adore those fics, etc.), but I'll be sticking with this version of him.
Once again, I am torn between different possibilities; now, as I'm writing this, I feel like that first kiss would happen at the same time as his confession.
After he confesses, it's basically just the two of you standing there and staring at each other, having admitted your feelings. And I can see him take that moment to just go ''Screw it,'' drop his defense walls and kiss you.
I feel like you won't even register that he's going for a kiss until it's happening, because you just didn't expect him to, but after that confession, Crosshair felt like he'd risk everything for you, and then that urge to kiss you took over.
Another way I can see his first kiss play out is when it comes to one of those ''life or death'' situations; yes, that kinda clashes with the soft!Crosshair talk, but have you seen how protective he is of Omega?
Imagine something happening to you, you nearly dying or getting taken by the Empire; Crosshair will be losing his mind, especially after you've confessed your love to each other sometime before that.
I can see him just drop his walls in front of everyone when he gets you back, kissing you in that moment without even registering the people around him. That's obviously a moment in which everyone would kiss their lover, but in Crosshair's case, I feel like this is also big enough to be his proper first kiss, yk?
welp, if y'all want these (and the preceding) headcanons for some of our other clones...let me know!
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galaxycunt · 4 hours
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I Dream Of You
The Punk Buggy fic 😎 just for u my friends @gayafsatan @gingernut1314 @hey-august @rorywritesjunk @operationroots
Modern AU kinda
Let us all think back on the time of hooking up at a show with sticky floors and your ears left ringing for a few days after.
You wouldn’t admit it to a single soul, but you had a crush on Buggy. He was the kind of guy you couldn’t miss in a crowd, you weren’t sure if you’d even recognize him without his clown get up. Sometimes he’d even dress like a pirate, he was a funny guy. Buggy the Clown.
He’d never notice you though, people gravitate towards a guy like that, not someone like you. So tonight, you watched him like always. At point in the night he lost the big red clown nose he always wore, currently on his hands and knees looking for the damn thing while one of his friends held up their phone for a light.
You saw it though, you could be the hero. Before the woman next to you could step on the nose, or your hands, you grabbed it. You felt a cold sweat, you had your chance. Did he know you? You knew the band that opened, surely that wasn’t too weird to bring up?
“Hey! Buggy!”
He flashed a smile, prancing over to you, “holy shit. Thanks!”
“I’m uh,” you were more flustered than you realized.
“What?”
You repeated your name, shouting into his ear. He nodded with a smile, motioning you for a drink. You second guessed the way you nodded as you two navigated your way to the kitchen.
“Let’s go outside,” he said.
This was so fast, you almost couldn’t believe it.
“I’ve seen you around, you live here?”
“Nah, my friend does. They’re the opener.”
“Oh shit! That’s cool!”
You nodded, thinking of the best thing to say as he smoked and drank.
“I know you, Buggy. I really dig the costume.”
“It’s my uniform.”
“Oh is it? That’s so cool, man.”
He laughed, “yeah I can make balloon animals. I juggle too.”
“That’s so fucking cool! Wait, like anything? Can you juggle, uh, sticks?”
He laughed, picking up three random sticks in the yard to juggle. A few people turned to watch, but he only focused on you if not the sticks in the air.
You applauded, “see that’s why clowns are hot.”
He cocked his head, “what’d you say?”
You blushed, “clowns are fun. I never got the whole they’re scary thing. They’re funny.”
He only smiled, letting a comfortable silence fall as you listened to the band from outside. You wracked your brains for conversation starters, you didn’t think you’d get this far.
“Would you like another beer?”
“Yes, please.”
“Stay put.”
You locked eyes with a friend, nodding in approval. This was so embarrassing, everyone was gonna know by the end of the night. You looked at your friend again.
“Fuck him,” they mouthed.
Did he wanna fuck you? Should you try?
“For you,” he bowed, holding out a can.
“Thanks.”
“Least I can do, you saved my nose.”
“Where’s Richie?”
He had a small cat on a leash sometimes, the only other time you’ve talked to Buggy was to pet his cat.
“He’s getting old, left him at home for some peace.”
“Aw, I love that little cat. He’s so good.”
“Well maybe you can come over, meet him.”
“I-I’d love that.”
Buggy stared at you a beat before speaking, “can I kiss you?”
“Yes.”
Why he wanted to do that, you’ll find out later. Right now, all your brain focused on was his lips on yours.
“So why are clowns hot?”
You flushed, “o-oh. My god, uh. It’s kinda like a mask but not? I can get all messy when we make out?”
He raised his eyebrows, “interesting. I like it.”
You tried to shrug nonchalantly, “yeah, man. I like what I like.”
“You’re cute, you know that?”
You smiled so brightly at him, he seemed to love it.
“Come on, you say this is your friend’s house?”
“Yeah.”
He smiled, “so they won’t mind if we discussed this more inside?”
Your heart skipped a beat as he led you towards the upstairs bathroom. He rubbed your back, your hand flew to your cheeks to cover the burning you figured was too obvious at this point.
Before you could say a word, he pushed you against the door, teeth grazing your lips and your ears. Instinctively, you spread your legs, arms holding you steady on his shoulders.
“Do the gloves make it hotter or do you want it off?”
You thought about it, “off. The nose too.”
He laughed into your kiss, squeezing your thighs before he fumbled around with your jeans. You could barely think, you hoped the music was loud enough, the line outside not forming too long.
Would it be too cheesy to say anything? Your hands dropped to roam under his shirt, the cool metal of his piercings under your warm skin sent a hiss escaping his mouth. Your glided your palms against him again, he bit your lip in thanks.
Buggy shoved your pants down, dipping a finger inside you. You couldn’t stay as quiet as you wanted to, bucking your hips into his hand as he fingered you.
“Fuck me, buggy. Oh shit.”
“Beg for it.”
“Please, oh fuck. Please.”
You watched yourself in the bathroom mirror getting fucked, Buggy was only focused on your pleasure. You only had a few moments before someone would really know what you two were up to in here, he thrusted faster and faster.
“Fuck anyone outside, let them fucking hear it.”
You moaned hoarsely as you came around his cock. Buggy mumbling in your ear as his thrust became erratic.
“Fuck, I always wanted to fuck you. Fucking shit.”
You let him fill you up, he didn’t pull out as he caught his breath. He splashed his face with water, looking at the two of you in the mirror.
“Picasso.”
“Shut up, jerk,” you smiled.
You cleaned up the best you could, with Buggy stealing kisses the entire time.
You pretended you were in there puking, looking sick as he slung his arm around you. You were really dehydrated, you wanted to sleep.
“Lemme take you home, go see Richie.”
You nodded, “yeah.”
Buggy smiled at himself before speaking, “make you honk like a real clown.”
To him, the shove you gave him was worth it.”
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Why Blaze is MyStreet's Most Failed Character
Blame the big bang discord for this post, I wasn't gonna write it until those fucks encouraged me.
Anyways here's an entire essay about why Blaze is the most wasted character in the entirety of MyStreet and I will literally fight Jessica and Jason Bravura with my bare hands.
To get us started on our harrowing tale of wasted potential and the best improviser Jessica ever hired, we need to go back a little. Back to Phoenix Drop High Season 2. We won't stay here long, I promise, I hate it more than you can possibly know. But the single saving grace of this absolute mess of a season is ya boi, Blaze. Introduced in the 18th episode of the season, airing on April 12, 2017, with the airing of Phoenix Drop High Season 2 Episode 18, Blaze was a character who started his brief tenure series with a bang!
Literally dude showed up and the first thing he ever did on screen as a character in a piece of media we can engage with is throw someone out of a window. We do not know this mans name yet and he's already left a lasting impression. Sure throwing people out of a window is common in werewolf culture, which I don't care what you say that's objectively funny, but it is bold to start a characters entire introduction with that. Blaze comes out of the gate swinging before he's said a single line.
And then after introducing himself he throws a dead bird at Aphmau to show off his hunting skills?? Okay so he's just that fucking weird and overly enthusiastic about things I guess! That's amazing! MyStreet always shines when it just lets it's characters be fucking weird without making a big deal out of it or talking them down for it. Dottie even says that it's romantic which is again just a great showing of Blaze's enthusiasm and lack of what might appear to be common social decorum because of said enthusiasm.
This is all punctuated and brought to a hilarious breaking point when Blaze's final showing of why he should be the new top dog at his school is when the crazy mother fucker rips his shirt off to literally flex about how he's one of the hottest guys in the school. And I'm going to be real with you, given Blaze's later characterization as a himbo, I'm pretty sure he doesn't actually care about this. He just says it because he thinks it'll boost his chances. Blaze is later shown to be a character willing to throw away his reputation for the things he cares about, but he does get a rather sincere moment with Aphmau, even if she's blushing the entire time.
It shows that Blaze is not only physically affectionate, but also weirdly comfortable with his shirt off. Because this is purely objective character analysis I will not be shoving my Blaze is autistic and has sensory problems with things touching his chest propaganda down your throats, but now that I've mentioned it once you won't stop thinking about it when this comes up.
The show admittedly fumbles the bag a little by having Blaze say in his internal monologue that he thinks Aphmau is cute and acts kind of like a tsundere, but this is Jesson writing so there's always bound to be a bit of That Shit. But in spite of that, Blaze is a character who has an instant impression that leaves a lot of room for comedy potential, and just good ol' fashion silliness. And while the werewolf plot of Season 2 is... bad, Blaze and the Werewolf Pups are stand out characters in the sense that their characterization leaves a lot of potential if they're in a different, better written story.
And even if the arc is bad, Blaze still is a quality part of it. His shallow but hilarious initial characterization gets built on in some really solid ways. Namely in how he acts as a force for good in Aphmau's life even if she doesn't realize or give him permission to do it. This entire season is about how the different men in Aphmau's life handle helping her in a crisis, and funnily enough, in a season centered around Aaron literally overthrowing Aphmau's new love interest, Blaze is the one who was consistently doing what was best for Aphmau.
Aaron fumbles the ball more than a few times, Ein is shown to be actively malicious, and Kai gets hate crimed. But Blaze, who's barely even a contender in this ship war, is constantly working to actually make things better while everyone else is pulling Aphmau away from what actively matters about her position. While Ein is manipulating her and Aaron is trying to prove that, Blaze throws caution to the wind and just does what he thinks is best to restore order.
But more important than that end conclusion is his true goal of standing up for Daniel. A wolf it is established he barely knew before this year, that Blaze is willing to throw his reputation and standing in a bull shit hierarchy because he's seeing how this hierarchy is hurting someone who doesn't deserve it. Blaze is the one who is baring his fangs and willing to throw hands when Daniel cowers away from bullies. By the end of the season Blaze has been given adequate screen time to not only show off his fun and maybe a tad out of touch side, but he's been given a real level of sincerity that's tied into the things he's enthusiastic about. He loves being a werewolf, and he extends that love to all the werewolves around him, until they start being dicks to other werewolves who are literally just sitting there.
At the center of Blaze is that inherent goofiness though. He's always cracking jokes, or the joke when he's on screen, and in a series that was originally pitched as a light hearted slice of life comedy in contrast to MCD's general misery, that sort of character is needed to keep the tone. Such is show in episode 22 when Blaze is reading a book on the Scientific Method to just learn more about science, but realizes the book is upside down.
But he actually understood it enough to properly apply the scientific method to this situation?? Iconic. It's played off as a joke of Blaze exploiting a loophole to get out of class, but even that's pretty smart honestly. Blaze may be a dumb ass but he's always willing to cheat an unfair system.
Episode 22 is basically a Blaze centric episode, which I did not expect, but now that I'm rewatching it for this post it might be the reason I love this character so dearly. It's not only the episode where Blaze manages to learn the Scientific Method upside down, but also stands up for Daniel in a really substantial way. Blaze is loud, enthusiastic, and strong, all traits that are celebrated by werewolf culture, and whether he realizes it or not, him just being around Daniel can do a lot to get bullies to back off. Everyone has seen Blaze toss a mother fucker through a window, they do not want to be on the receiving end of that.
He spends the rest of the episode trying to figure out what Ein's deal is when he hears that Ein went behind Aphmau's back on werewolf matters, landing Daniel in this situation. He hears Ein actively plotting against Daniel, but that is normal werewolf behavior. He concludes that he'll keep an eye on Ein. And this through line of "normal werewolf behavior" informs a lot of Blaze's decisions once he comes to the conclusion that Ein sucks and deserves to be undermined. He resorts to letting his actions speak louder than words and goes to violence after realizing that the wolves aren't listening to reason, they're listening to instinct.
He fights fire with fire, and while Aphmau might not approve, it's more effective than her soft rhetoric has been in getting people to be less of jackasses. This eventually lands him in hot water where he steps in for Daniel after Ein tries to get his goons to beat him up, and even if Blaze is fighting in a five v one, he still goes down swinging. And I'll say it, I think it's sweet that he calls Aaron after this happens. While it's clearly meant to be a thing of Blaze calling the last alpha because he's probably the only person who anyone will listen to, there's an important detail I think is easily overlooked.
He has Aaron's number.
He says he got it from the werewolf pups, but that means that Blaze went out of his way to make sure he could contact Aaron. He's the reason that Aaron even realizes Ein is playing all of them. Blaze is the catalyst for his undoing because unlike Aaron who's nearly imprisoned, heartbroken, and been hesitant to act in the plot as a result, Blaze doesn't actually care that much if Aphmau currently likes him because he's more worried about her physical and mental well being than whether she wants to kiss him or someone else.
How many Aphmau love interests can say that?
Can any of them say that?
Blaze can.
Blaze actually consistently shows a level of selflessness that's unfitting of how I've seen some people characterize him. He gives up his real chance to be Alpha because Daniel is so compassionate and earnest and genuinely deserves it. Blaze wants to believe in a future lead by people like Daniel and Aphmau where he might not have to keep fighting people to keep things sane. Blaze constantly gives up his pride, his power, his safety just to make sure that his friends are taken care of, or to effect real change in a school he's about to leave.
It wouldn't be long after Phoenix Drop High Season 2 ended that Blaze would make his debut in the main series My Street in the second episode of Season 5, airing only a few days after the end of Phoenix Drop High Season 2. Just like before he really shows up with a bang, literally throwing himself through the air between Lucinda and Kim just to catch a frisbee because Blaze is the most extra mother fucker ever, and then immediately proceeds to flirt with them. Iconic as ever. Short but sweet.
It's in episode 3 that it's revealed that Blaze and the werewolf pups kept Aaron company during his rehabilitation year. But from the way it's worded it sounds like Blaze was called in before anyone else by Aaron's parents. Based on the way they talked and actively planned together before, I wouldn't be surprised if Blaze was the first person who came to his mind when Aaron thought of a werewolf friend.
I think Aaron reached out to Blaze when he needed it.
And even though I've previously stated that I don't think Aaron's parents initially liked Blaze because by this era he's old enough to fully take on his persona as the cool stoner friend who's also a little insane in the most charming way possible, he has a good impact on Aaron. Aaron likes being around him, and maybe they smoke weed to help Aaron relieve some of the lasting pain when no one's looking.
Regardless of his methods, Blaze does an ultimate good in Aaron's life as a result of being there for him when he needed it. So much so that he was invited out to Starlight and is shown to be one of Aaron's main pillars of support. We are given scarcely little of this actual friendship, which is where the problem lies. While before Blaze was a surprisingly engaging part of an other wise terrible story, at least in season 5 the story is a lot slower and character focused. And Blaze can work in these moments, we saw him have real moments of sincerity before.
He gets some of it, but the issue is that Blaze isn't allowed to be alone anymore. The cast of MyStreet is huge, and Blaze is a character who is making his second major appearance, while some characters in the cast have been present since literally episode one. It's hard to justify giving him solo screen time when he's been in the series for such little time and we barely have enough time for certain significant characters to really have arcs (Lucinda). Most of Blaze's scenes are scenes with at least four other characters on screen, he's never allowed screen time without at least two other werewolf characters attached to him.
I don't object to Blaze hanging out with his friends, or even making new ones though out the season but... Would it kill the writers to let him have a scene with Aaron? Like. A single scene. Where it's just Blaze and Aaron. I mean just Blaze and Aaron without Aphmau there. They've done this before. They did it in the season Blaze showed up in. Just one scene where the two of them get to talk about literally anything would do so much. Even if they talk about Aphmau, it's better than nothing. It would strengthen both of their characters so much to be able to get a scene where they talk to each other not as conspirators who kinda know each other, but as real friends supporting one another.
Show that even though Blaze said Daniel was more compassionate than he was, Blaze still is a compassionate and even empathetic person. Show why Aaron was grateful to have him during his recovery. They have those scenes of Aaron at physical therapy, right? Why not have Blaze take him one time and just show how they interact then? The possibilities with this unrealized idea are endless, and that's genuinely upsetting. Opportunities like this present themselves every time Blaze makes an appearance, they even tease me by giving me scenes where Aaron is alone with a character he has little to no connection with, Maria.
Maria was a foil for Aphmau. And Ein was a foil for Aaron. And Blaze was a foil for Ein. There is no reason for Maria to really have a rapor that matters with Aaron. He doesn't really know her that well, she's clearly a friend by association, and it seems like an odd thing to focus on when Blaze is LITERALLY RIGHT THERE IN THE BACKGROUND OF THIS SCENE.
Why won't they let Blaze talk to Aaron? It's so infuriating. The closest we get is in episode 7 when Blaze attempts to calm down Aaron, but he's shown to be ineffective and it comes down to, of course, Aphmau being the one to talk him down. I swear to Hatsune the writers are making fun of me at this point. They're going "Oooooh you want Blaze to be an actually helpful and supportive figure in Aaron's life soooo bad." AND I DO!
I'm serious when I say the show is teasing me. I've been skimming through Season 5 and only watching the episodes when Blaze is on screen, and so far he has never been in a scene with less than 4 people in it. Never. And even in scenes where he gets to be at least a focal point, he's always limited because he has to share that moment in the spotlight with FOUR OTHER CHARACTERS.
Episode 14 is a great example of this. When the werewolf gang gets told they aren't allowed to eat at a restaurant because they're werewolves, Blaze makes it abundantly obvious that he's put up with this before and really doesn't feel like being hate crimed on his vacation. And he knows that actions speak louder than words and therefore joins Maria in saying they should "teach this establishment a lesson." Personally I think Blaze would've just thrown the manager through a window only to realize it's an outdoor establishment and throw him into the ocean. Which would be objectively funny and deserved because that owner was being cringe and racist.
I love the conversation that happens because it shows the unique way that Aaron sees things from passing as a human for most of his life. This has never happened, but he knows that further acts of violence as a result will only make it happen again. This is a great scene for Aaron. Not really good for Blaze, and the next scene makes him worse. I love the detail that Blaze is an instinctual person more than a planner, but it feels wrong that he doesn't even let Aaron consider planning. I know he wants Aaron to be more spontaneous but he should have more awareness of his friend and his habits and be able to accommodate it, not talk over it.
But it's Jesson, so misunderstanding even their simplest character is par for the course. At least episode 15 gives me Garroth and Blaze talking in the background, and I'm starved for good Blaze content, so I was eating this shit up. The problem with watching MyStreet this way is that Blaze... Just doesn't get a lot of moments... At all. There are some episodes where he doesn't even speak at all, and when he does get to talk in episodes, he gets a few lines in one giant ensemble scene.
I don't object to a show having an ensemble cast, or even a lot of characters with a few central ones, but it really is a detriment to the show that Aaron never gets a scene alone with any werewolf he isn't related to. Nana gets to talk to Blaze when she's having a crisis of her relationship history and experience, but it's just so Blaze can tell her the opposite of what she wants to hear. It's not a scene that feels like it was written for Blaze, because it wasn't. It was written for Nana.
And before some jack ass says it "Blaze is a side character he's not supposed to get a lot of focus" and I'm not asking for a lot. I watched every scene he's in in PDH to prove that it works
BECAUSE IT DID.
Blaze showed up officially in episode 18 out of 30, and he wasn't in every episode after his introduction. But the writers gave him a solid introduction, one good episode that spent most of its run time with him, and really good moments throughout the rest of his time in the series. All I'm asking is that Season 5 at least give me one of those things. Either a good episode where he and his relationship with Aaron is brought into focus, even if it's used as a vector to study Aaron's character, or just more sincere moments for him.
It feels like Blaze is a joke character now when he previously made it very clear he's far more than that.
And then they just forget about him. During the first part of the 3 part finale Blaze is there. He's the one who got everyone to gather at the docks because an mf wants to eat some scrumptious food. But when Aaron sees Ein and starts freaking out, Blaze is literally just not in the scene. At all. Not even as like a throwaway of someone who could've helped but failed, he just is not in the scene at all. It legitimately feels like the writers forgot about him entirely.
Blaze the minute the plot shows up:
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He's there after Garroth gets turned and was apparently at Garroth's bedside trying to calm him down which I will be thinking about. A lot. I'll be thinking about how we deserved to see or at least hear some of it, about how the writers continue to tease me with an interesting scene that involves my favorite little fucker, about how heartbreaking it would have been to see Blaze and Melissa try to calm Garroth only for him to scream in pain and try to push them away only to reveal that Zane and Nana are able to hear the entire ordeal downstairs and Zane is panicking when he hears his brother screaming in pain. Just thinking about what we could've had if the writers actually cared about any of these characters.
And then after that he dies.
I'm not watching any of When Angels Fall because I know what's good for my health. I know what happens in Season 6 Episode 9 and that's all I need to know. It doesn't matter if the writers may have finally given Blaze an emotional scene, it doesn't matter if they finally gave him even a hint of character development, it doesn't matter if he made a connection in a real way. Because no matter what he did the result is the same. No matter what quality the writers might've pulled out of their ass, it would ultimately be in service of one end. From the start of this season these writers knew what they wanted to do. They wanted to up the stakes and add more drama to the show, and they wanted to do it by killing Blaze.
And I think I know why.
This is 100% a limited view, but I was on Aphmau Instagram at the time that this season was airing. And I ran a Blaze fan account. I talked to a lot of MyStreet fans during this time and I was constantly upset and disappointed that people didn't understand Blaze's character, or just didn't appreciate it as much as I do. Most people liked Blaze on a very surface level, or because he was attached to another character they liked. I found very few people who genuinely cared about him as an individual, probably because Blaze stopped getting scenes alone by the end of PDH, and because the Aphmau fandom (at the time) had more of a focus on shipping than character work and quality. Blaze was easily shippable with a number of characters, canonically shipped with Dottie a little, and had enough characterization that people cared about him, but not enough to get a large dedicated fanbase.
He was the perfect one to kill.
Enough people liked him because he was hard to hate, he was stapled onto Aaron's character with little regard for a story of his own, and his death could be eventually inconsequential. And it was! Blaze's method of dying is so bad it makes me physically angry!
I know the whole story for the last few seasons has been all about Forever Potions and turning people against each other, but just mind controlling Blaze and having him die while under mind control is such such a missed opportunity. There's been a disappointing lack of proper Aaron and Blaze friendship content, but they could have made up for it in this scene with just a few tweaks. Just have Blaze not be mind controlled at the end. He can still go on that rant about Aaron being the cause of all the bad that's happened, but then the words start to become... disjointed. Jilted. As if Blaze is struggling to say them because he knows that they're wrong. Aaron's his friend, there's no way he'd say that about him.
Have it break.
Have him look at his friend in a worse state than he's ever been in, and instead of approaching him with intent to harm, it's intent to heal. A final attempt at getting through to Aaron. And like the times before, it doesn't work. Aaron's angrier than ever and he isn't seeing or thinking straight thanks to Ein's bull shit. All he can see is an enemy in his way. Maybe he sees Blaze's eyes but Blaze's green eye is still Emerald Green, even if the control broke for a moment. Whatever reason, Aaron still attacks.
He doesn't realize that Blaze wasn't trying to hurt him until it's too late. Aaron's anger already ruined a friend's life, it already pulled all of them into the hell they're in, and now it's killed one of his best friends.
ONE CHANGE. THAT'S ALL IT TOOK. ONE SINGLE CHANGE TO MAKE BLAZE'S DEATH ACTUALLY MEAN SOMETHING.
Ideally I'd like it Blaze just didn't die at all, least of all before the finale, but if you're going to kill him off unceremoniously at least make it have some emotional weight. You've been neglecting him for an entire season and now you just kill him off? Just like that? Oh he gets to show up in heaven? How nice. Is it a scene where he gets to express regrets, remorse, or even give any insight into his feelings?
Of course it fucking isn't! Are you kidding me, that's not even close to what happens. I said i wouldn't watch When Angels Fall but
I LIED!!
I watched Blaze's death scene and his scene in heaven to make sure I knew well and good how badly they failed to kill off my favorite character! And man, the scene in heaven is just the worst! Blaze does a genuinely kind thing for Aphmau and decides to stay with her when she's alone because he doesn't want her to hurt. He saw how much pain Aaron was in without her. He just wants to fucking help her.
But Aphmau's too self absorbed to realize that and instead goes on a whole rant about how she always needs other people to take care of or protect her and how everyone else would be better off yadda yadda. What she doesn't realize and what Blaze eventually gets to tell her is that people were around her and took care of her because they just wanted to. Because she was nice to be around. And they never expected anything else, and never saw her as a burden.
And that's actually a really nice moment. Sort of. There's two major problems. First, Blaze gets cut off from telling Aphmau this at first because Irene has to go on a whole rant about Aphmau being selfish. And she is right in everything that she says, but it feels weird for Irene, who literally doesn't know her, to be making this judgement. This scene should have been Irene observing a conversation between Blaze and Aphmau were Blaze just tries to make her feel better.
And that would hopefully solve problem number two. Which is that what Blaze says is very genuine and heartfelt, but severely handicapped by the fact that he and Aphmau were only friends for a short period of time in High School, and an equally short period of time within the last few months. What Blaze says about why he likes being around her is true, but it would have a lot more weight if there was a chance for Blaze to have been around her as a friend more.
Fuck it, if you need Blaze to be on screen with at least two other characters, why was there never a scene of Blaze, Aaron and Aphmau just talking? Would a single scene of that fucking killed you? Just one scene would have made their friendships a lot more solid and therefore heartbreaking to lose when it gets torn apart.
Third problem, the scene ends with a focus on Irene. Blaze's words echo in her ears, and remind her of her friends. And I like that idea because I'm an absolute sucker for MCD, but it takes the scene away from the focus. This should be a scene about one of Aphmau's friends encouraging her to not give up even if it all seems lost. At least don't let her death be in vain by saying such awful things about her friends while they may be grieving. But Irene is brought into focus again because the show isn't about Blaze, or Aphmau apparently, I guess her Aphmau Main Character Powers overrides Aphmau's. She has more experience with them.
Blaze and Aphmau's very heartfelt dialogue is brought down by the fact that these two characters lives didn't intersect very directly out of high school. Through the course of Season 5 I never got the idea that Blaze was Aphmau's friend. Not to say they weren't friendly, I think Blaze adored her just as much as he did in high school, but as a viewer I was never shown that they cared particularly for one another. I believe that Blaze sincerely cared about her even after all this time, but that's not because of anything the writers did with him in these seasons. It's just because that's the kind of person Blaze is.
But their friendship not being strong really weakens the scene. This is a scene that I know for a fact worked as intended when I watched it as it was coming out. I was an overemotional mess of a 15 year old who hated how this series was going but kept watching it because it was almost over and I might as well get it done with. It pulled on my heartstrings and they sang and I cried. I cried a lot. This scene made me incredibly emotional, and it still got to me as an adult, but the devil is in the details.
Blaze and his arc might work on the surface. They work if you don't pay that close of attention to it. They work if you care more about the characters he's constantly around more than Blaze. And when I first watched Seasons 5&6, I still had a very deep attachment to a lot of these characters, especially Melissa, who he shares a lot of scenes with. So I felt... satisfied? I would've liked more, but I probably wouldn't have complained about what I got (his death scene not withstanding I always thought that was bad).
My my, how the times have changed.
If it wasn't obvious from the four thousand or so words you just read, Blaze is a rather unique case of these writers failing as writers. A rather unique case where the perfect character to fix a lot of problems with their show practically jumped up in the air waving his arms around and they still brushed past him to focus on a predetermined story he was shoved into. I don't think the writers ever really had a plan for where Blaze would go or what he would do.
A lot of Blaze's best character moments are when he isn't being written by Jesson. The reason I love the minigames so much is because there, Blaze's incredibly talented voice actor Jason Lord is actually really funny and pretty good at improv. Obviously some bits of the mini games are scripted, but a lot of them are just seeing how much voice actors can get into their characters, which he's fantastic at. A lot of Blaze's funniest moments come from this too, which is great when the writers turn him into a comedy character but the characters voice actor is funnier than they both are and is only a funny character when they don't have direct control of him. Lord is able to bring life to a character who may have been lacking it due to the simultaneously focused and unfocused way the series was written.
Blaze is proof of what happens when writers don't bother to develop their characters beyond the outline. The draft notes for PDH Season 2 said "there's going to be a wolf character who tries to become Alpha and instead stands up for Daniel when he's bullied." and then Blaze was born. The writers gave him some characterization as a treat to make the story work better, and then were done with it then and there. We fleshed him out enough, good character, time to put him in season 5 so people stop criticizing us for not giving Aaron enough friends.
But the problem wasn't a lack of quantity in friends, it was a lack of quality. It was a lack of scenes that let Aaron interact with other characters without Aphmau present. It was a lack of characters to point to that were real emotional connections Aaron had that weren't his last minute family or his girlfriend. It was a lack of attention given to the few characters that could've filled that role. Dante almost filled it in season 2, and Aaron and Garroth could have arguably become closer after everything in season 4, but at that point Aaron's entire arc became centered around Aphmau.
It was the fact that Blaze was one of the few people who ever directly reached out to Aaron and then was never given a scene alone again. It was because the writers wrote too many characters, tried to give the series a more direct focus, and then failed to account for the characters that were dragged along even if they didn't necessarily know what to do with them.
So when Season 6 came around and they decided to make the show super serious no really stop laughing, they needed characters to kill off to up the stakes. It's not like Blaze's character was going anywhere. It's not like they had a plan for him. Nothing was really being lost.
It's not like Blaze was one of the most sincere and dedicated characters in the series. It's not like he had one of the biggest potentials in regards to his relationship with Aphmau or Aaron. It's not like there was time spent proving that he could be a solid pillar of support in both of their lives even under dire circumstances. It's not like he was set up that way through individual scenes where he got to talk to each of them on a personal level. That definitely didn't happen.
TLDR: MyStreet peaked at season 2 and they fumbled the bag with the best chance to make it peak even higher and I'm forever bitter about it. Now get out of my house.
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Are we ready? It's Time...
For more GOOD OMENS WILD META.
I have been chewing on this one for awhile. Like, really ruminating on it. Probably because it's so far-reaching. For me, for others. It's a matter of the Journey From The Final Fifteen.
I will openly admit it, when I first came off the Final Fifteen, sometime in August/September (yeah, I was so worried about Season 2 I didn't watch it for a month after it came out and I realized I was right to do so.). I was, and still am, heartbroken. I was angry, despairing and wondering what the point of an ending like that was. I was angry at Neil Gaiman, I was angry at all the creators behind Good Omens. I was angry at Aziraphale, first, and then after about five minutes, I was angry at Crowley too.
Note, I was never mad at David Tennant or Michael Sheen. I respected their acting choices so much in the Final Fifteen. It was beautiful. It ripped my soul out through my chest. They are both brilliant. I know everyone has their favorite GO counterparts - they are mine.
Then a funny thing happened. A few weeks passed. I started fumbling around Good Omens Tumblr again. I'd been a big contributor during Detroit: Become Human (of which I am still a HUGE FAN, god I love that game.), and until Good Omens 2 came out, I was on the side of Good Omens fandom. Reading, mostly, but at the time I was very deep into my Wangxian fixation (haaaaah, I say, like I have ever left it. My dream AU is Aziraphale and Crowley in the Sunshot Campaign, causing trouble with Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian.). That changed after Final Fifteen. Now I was hurt, I was looking for comfort. I was looking for my fellow fans.
Clearly, I found you, you gorgeous bastards (saying nothing about your moms, unless you want me to). I started to read more meta, started having my own thoughts and carefully posting them. Reading fanfiction, and ... becoming less angry. Stepping back, to really look at the story. I was swallowing content like Aziraphale swallowed ox ribs. In the midst of this, I realized this wasn't The End of Good Omens, but merely the second part of a Trilogy. I'm a writer, I know what the second part of a trilogy is. It's where your heart breaks, it's the cliffhanger episode. I stopped being mad, and started loving the craft. I started to actually look at the scenes instead of just watching.
With that, I started to realize I had been missing so much. I realized I had been wrong, about a lot of things. My perspectives, and thoughts changed. Aziraphale wasn't at fault, he was a victim of the situation as much as Crowley was. Crowley left the bookshop, but he never left Aziraphale. He waited. He's still waiting. As more time passed, the more my thoughts evolved. Changed, formed anew, and I felt better for it. I decided to be hopeful about the whole thing. Yes, it was bad now, but there were enough signs and easter eggs to say this wasn't the ending we were going to get.
I healed, in short. I forgave. I'm waiting for our next chapter, because I know this story isn't done, not by a long shot. I'm waiting to see how our heroes will cope.
Rather like, I think, Aziraphale and Crowley will. The initial pain is going to fade, the anger, the feeling of rejection (whereas they will some day realize neither one of them were in fact, rejected.). The longing is going to kick in. They're going to miss one another more than they will ever be angry. There's going to be moments of grace, of forgiveness, partnered with sadness. What I think we forget, sometimes, is that Aziraphale and Crowley are 6000 years old. They've fought before. They'll fight again. With the fullness of time though, they'll come back to one another. They'll talk again.
Right now though, they've had time. Time to hopefully process (I really, really hope Aziraphale has had SOME time to process), time let the anger fade a little. Maybe not enough time - some of us here still need time - but enough to let them wonder ... is it really over? Maybe to realize, no. No it's not.
Time doesn't heal all wounds, but time does allow you to find equilibrium. I hope time will do the same for our angel and our demon. I know time helped me. I hope time will help us all.
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will says that el has a book of letters from him because he’s just pointing out that they kept in contact regularly whereas he and mike didn’t but somehow mike interprets that as if will was implying there should be something romantic between them too and it stumps will bc that’s not what he meant at all and he doesn’t realize yet why mike is actually so mad or who he’s mad at, and while we clown mike for being oblivious i think will is oblivious too bc this isn’t the first time mike’s done that and yet. will doesn’t question it. he never does and they never talk about it. he just continues with what he’s saying about how they used to be best friends. they never talk about the fact that when will fights to salvage their friendship mike talks about it as if it was more than what it was and as if continuing as they were would get between his relationship with eleven. which implies that he himself feels that their relationship is inappropriate if he wants to date eleven concurrently and explains why it’s the only friendship within the party that seriously falls apart and why will is the only party member that he completely changes his behavior n actions towards and why he’s the only party member that he no longer touches once he dates eleven. which again also explains why after they start dating it’s only when eleven isn’t around that he allows a softer, more open and present mike to reappear around will. it’s just like. why would he do any of that if he’s not projecting? will is literally the one with a canonically confirmed interest in him and yet he’s mad at the roller rink because will is ignoring him [or so he thought at that point]. he’s not mad that eleven lied. he’s not mad at what those bullies did to her. he’s mad that will didn’t talk to him. he’s so mad and hurt by will that he doesn’t even console his girlfriend who was encircled, taunted, and had a milkshake thrown on her all on tape. he stays by will’s side despite everything, even when she’s fidgeting and crying to the side of them. to top it off he even makes a passive aggressive bitchy little comment at dinner afterward because he’s still. mad. at. will. will is the one that ruined his day. not those bullies being cruel to el, but will. it clouds his vision so much that he can’t even pretend or begin to attempt to entertain the idea of being there for her when she so clearly needs him. how does anyone fucking watch any of that and not get what’s going on. HOW????
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#byler#YOUR GIRL JUST GOT BULLIED SEVERELY AND YET YOU'RE MAD AT THE BOY WHO USED TO BE YOUR BEST FRIEND?#WILL IS SAYING THAT YOU NEVER TALKED TO HIM AND SOMEHOW YOU THINK HE'S SAYING YOU NEED TO TREAT HIM LIKE#YOU TREAT ELEVEN? SOMEHOW YOU THINK HE'S TALKING ABOUT WANTING MORE THAN JUST FRIENDSHIP?#WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT IF YOU HAVEN'T BEEN THINKING IT YOURSELF... WHEN WILL HAS NEVER ONCE MADE A MOVE ON HIM#OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT.........#MAKE IT MAKE HETEROSEXUAL SENSE IT JUST DOESN'T IT DOESN'T IT DOESN'T IT DOESN'T 🤯🤯#will NEVER implies anything romantic between them he NEVER does and yet MIKE the one with a girlfriend is the one that ALWAYS#ALWAYS ALWAYS MAKES THAT THE TOPIC OF THEIR CONVERSATION! he's the one that brings it up! he's the one that rejects will#when will isn't even making any kind of offer!!!!!!!!!#why would he do that if that isn't something that he feels! that he thinks about! that he's projecting onto will!#this is such a clusterfuck this is liek . this shit is more complicated than the fucking vecna plot at this point tbh#none of them know where the other is they're literally all in different fucking worlds my GODDDDDDDD#will is oblivious. and if he let himself realize what mike is doing and actually face it he would put mike on the spot about it.#mike's friendship is more than enough for will. it's enough to just have mike in his life. meanwhile mike is the one that refuses to see it.#he refuses to let himself even consider it which is why he puts that onto will and refuses to face the world around him.#he doesn't want things to change. we knew that in season three and we ESPECIALLY know that now. jesus christ..#so much is happening in this show.#it's just insane to me tht mike has such a big heart and he cares abt the people he loves nd would protect them with his everything#and when el gets bullied like that.... he just... he's focused on will. because of-fucking-course he is. he's angry at will because#he doesn't want things to change but will's existence in his life will himself is enough to bring forth change in mike that he's scared#to accept. for whatever reason. because why is he constantly doing that? making things romantic? it's not will. it's HIM.#why can't you be his friend and continue to date eleven when you can do the same with everyone else? why is it JUST will?#why do you think that he's propositioning you whenever he talks to you about your friendship?#i'm telling you: it makes no heterosexual sense.#my thoughts#my posts
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I don’t know if you already said this elsewhere, but did the Zenin ever hurt Megumi in a way it simply wasn’t possible for them to explain? Like being poisoned or bitten by one of the dozens curses? Did Gojo catch them red handed (the red is literally megumi’s blood💀)?
The first time that they hurt him in a way that they couldn’t explain away was the last time they hurt him, because Gojo immediately cut them off and refused to ever let them ever get near Megumi again. The Zenin didn't fully realize this at the time they had custody, but legitimately the only reason why it got as far as it did was because Gojo didn't know.
They weren’t exactly advertising “yeah we beat him when we have him” to him, but it wasn’t exactly because they thought gojo would put a stop to it, per se. They didn’t tell Gojo anything they did to Megumi because they felt absolutely entitled to him. They didn’t want Gojo’s input or interference, and they didn’t like feeling like they had to ask for permission around this with Megumi. But they didn’t think he actually would cut them off from him.
In the Zenin’s mind, Gojo doesn’t love Megumi. He’s never loved Megumi. Megumi’s just a political pawn to him, a way to insult the Zenin and steal their most valuable technique for his own. And he got way more value from letting them see him. He got to have his influence on someone who was very likely to be clan head one day—if Megumi’s cut off from them entirely, he’s not moving towards being clan head. He got a bargaining chip with the Zenin—he could further his own goals by offering them more time with him. Megumi’s a powerful piece of leverage but only if Gojo actually uses him. Him intervening to protect Megumi by severing all contact doesn’t further his own goals, so when it all came to a head, they pretty blindly assumed that he wouldn’t give a shit about what they had just done to Megumi, because at the end of the day, they thought he was going to keep using Megumi for his own ends, which meant giving them access.
Instead, Gojo immediately pulled the plug on the entire situation. They never touched or saw him again. The first time that Megumi saw them after the incident that made them go no contact was when Naoya came to pick him up at his school.
#sea glass gardens#in my mind jujutsu sorcerer kids are sturdier#like Sukuna punted Megumi through multiple buildings in their fight#so it must be /hard/ to do something that causes a bruise#a lot of the Zenin’s abuse was hidden because while it still hurt it wasn’t leaving marks#or it was abuse that wouldn’t leave marks anyway like how they’d work him to the point of collapse or control his every action#but if they hit him hard enough to leave marks then they had the built in excuse that megumi was fighting with other kids#or had just had one of those normal little kid bumps. like I have a baby nieces and nephews and those kids will just hurl their bodies#around. kids collect bruises. they’re figuring out what their limits are and even if you watch them carefully a few bumps is normal.#they hurt him badly but they always had a way to hide it until they went too far and didn’t anymore. and the second gojo realized that#the adults on the compound had been beating megumi he never let them so much as look at him again. he legitimately put his foot down and#refused to budge an inch no matter how much hell he caught for it#I’ve definitively decided that the incident that made them go no contact is not going to be revealed in sea glass gardens#it just isn’t something that would come out through yuutas pov#if I wrote other works in the series it would probably come out through one of them but it’s a big big if#I make no promises as to other works in the universe (though I have started writing some of them. completion is another thing entirely).#if you guys want to know the incident that made them go no contact I wouldn’t be opposed to revealing it over ask but it’s y’all’s#preference. usually the stuff I talk about in ask is stuff I’ll know isn’t going to be revealed in sea glass gardens itself. this is kind of#in purgatory because I know it’s coming out in sea glass gardens but there’s a smaller chance of it being revealed in a different work#so it’s up to y’all. if you want to know I’ll answer it behind a cut or something but if you want to gamble on it actually being written out#one day that’s fine too
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