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tulipswoo · 3 days

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do you hate me? (no, i don't, princess.) - choi seungcheol

warnings: mentions of alcohol (slightly intoxicated reader)

pairings: choi seungcheol x afab reader

genre: best friends to lovers, fluff, slight angst

a/n: i know i did best friends to lovers for wonwoo already but this has been sitting in my drafts for quite awhile and also, tbh this is probably one of my fav tropes hahaha enjoy!

seungcheol's pov

''cheol-ah...do you hate me?''

''no, my love, i dont.'' i watch as a small smile flashes across her flushed cheeks. im not sure why i even responded to her at all seeing how drunk she was. she probably wont remember any of this in the morning when she wakes up anyway.

''who the hell gave her this much to drink? you guys know she can't hold her liquor well! you should have stopped her!'' i was honestly no where near as upset as i sounded. while a part of me is slightly upset, im also rather glad and relieved. glad that i can be here to take care of her and relieved because...its me who gets the privilege of taking care of her.

''im sorry hyung, i didnt expect her to drink so much and so quickly as well. soonyoung hyung and i were just getting dinner after work together but we ran into her so we went together. i swear i tried stopping her but im no match for the two of them! i couldnt even stop soonyoung hyung.'' dino said with a pout. ''i wanted to send her back home but she kept insisting that she wont leave with anyone else but you. i dont think she even recognises me right now. she kept calling me a stranger and said if i dont stop pestering her, her best friend would come fight me... i didnt have a choice hyung...'' dino looks almost terrified and its funny. i was trying so hard to fight a smile from coming out.

dino thought that i was mad at him for calling me out this late at night on my day off but truth be told, if this is what you call a disturbance then this would be the best kind. i love her. not that i would ever admit that to anyone. although, i don't think i need to. i know that the boys can tell. ''oh hyung...you're here?'' soonyoung finally spoke out. i shook my head in slight disapproval as i watch soonyoung slouch on the chair, almost losing his balance and falling over. ''chan-ah, i think you should bring soonyoung home. he's wasted.''

''i will hyung. im sorry again for calling you but you're her best friend afterall and she was asking for you.'' yeah, best friend indeed.

i watched as dino hauled soonyoung towards an incoming cab before i finally sat down beside her. ''how are you feeling?'' i asked as i gently helped her get up to walk towards my car that was parked just by the side of the road. ''just a little dizzy and fuzzy.'' i chuckled at that. fuzzy? cute.

i opened the door to the passenger seat and helped her in. i buckled her seatbelt for her and stepped back. ''where are you going?'' she looked at me with a slight sadness to it. i chuckled as i gently patted the side of her head. ''to the driver's seat, princess. we've gotta get you home somehow, dont we?'' she smiles at my response and i finally manage to close her side of the door.

''cheol-ah, can you hold my hand? it feels empty..'' her hand comes up to where mine is and held it in place before i could even answer. i could feel my heart beating so loud. how does she do it with such ease? i wonder if she knows how nervous she makes me feel. ''cheol-ah, do you hate me?'' she asked as she tried to keep her eyes open. probably fighting sleep. ''no, i dont, princess. i thought i already told you that just now.'' i said with a smile.

''i just wanted to make sure.'' she said as she let out a deep breath.

''why would i hate you?'' and this time, she closes her eyes. ''i just feel like...if you knew how i really felt about you, you would hate me.''

''i could never hate you no matter what, and besides, you know you can tell me anything, right? i'll always be by your side.'' i tried to reassure her.

''you can't say that when you dont know anything.''

''tell me then.''

''i can't cheol.''

''why not? i thought we promised each other not to keep any secrets between us?'' i immediately bit my tongue as soon as i said that; knowing full well that im keeping my biggest secret from her as well.

''but if i tell you....can you promise me not to get mad?''

''i promise.''

''theres someone i like...no no..theres someone im in love with for the past 2 years but i dont think he feels the same way..i thought it was just a stupid crush at first and that it would go away but it never did and my crush only grew bigger...i thought i would be able to handle it and pretend like it doesnt affect me but it does and i cant take it anymore.''

and there it was. that churning feeling in the pit of my stomach. my hands start to get clammy and my throat starts to feel dry. ''for 2 years?'' i start to think back to when that time period was. was it 2022? i had already been in love with her for 2 years by 2022. was i a fool to not have noticed that she had her eyes on someone else while i had mine on her?

''yeah..2 years..isnt that so pathetic?'' pathetic? i've been in love with you for 4 years..who is the pathetic one here? but instead i said ''no, its not. i've been worse.'' i am worse. i let out a deep sigh as i felt my heart slowly breaking. i felt like my heart was hard candy and a kid is just throwing me onto the ground and stomping on my heart with no regards whatsoever other than to smash this piece of candy into broken bits for the fun of it.

''come on. we're here.'' i parked the car and got out of the driver's seat and walked over to open the door of the passenger seat. ''cheol-ah...can you carry me in? my legs are not working.'' i wanted to say: of course, princess. anything for you. but i held my tongue. without saying a word, i lifted her up and closed the car door.

i punched in the code to the door, kicked my shoes off and carried her straight to her bedroom. i laid her down gently on her bed before kneeling down beside her to take her shoes off. i walked towards the bathroom to look for some cotton pads and make up remover as i returned to her bed, to her. ''come on my love, let's get your make up cleaned off hmm? otherwise you'll have a fit tomorrow about sleeping with your make up on.'' i smiled as i recalled that one time she slept in with her make up on and had the biggest fit in the morning about forgetting to take them off, screaming about how her skin will become worse and she'll turn even uglier, but she could never. it was just not possible. she is beautiful, always have been and always will be regardless of anything.

''no one takes care of me the way you do.'' she said softly against my ear as i helped her sit up to wipe her face clean. ''yet, you're still in love with some guy who i don't even know for 2 years!'' i tried to mask my sadness with some fake laughter. i hope she can't tell.

''i can't tell you...i can't tell anyone.''

''why not? is it that bad? plase don't tell me its soonyoung.''

''what? soonie? don't be crazy, he's like a brother to me.''

''then who is it?''

''mhm..can't say...''

i sighed and said ''lets get you to bed now. you're tired.'' as i get up to head to the bathroom, i felt her tug the sleeve of my jacket. forcing me to look back at her.

''can you stay here with me tonight? sleep with me.'' how could i ever say no to her? i would be the biggest idiot if i ever did. i always want to be close to her.

i let out a breath as i took my jacket off and throwing it on her work chair. ''come here, princess.'' i mindlessly held my hand out to her as i laid in bed with her. she rolled over clumsily to my side, putting her head on my chest. i wonder if she can hear the sound of my heartbeat picking up as strongly as i can feel it beating against my chest.

she took a deep inhale before she said ''you smell so good cheol, you always do.'' i smiled lightly as i pulled her in closer and tigher. nothing ever feels more right than when i have her in my arms.

''goodnight princess, sleep tight.''

''i love you.'' she said, almost too casually for my liking. telling each other we love each other isn't anything new, but how can she possibly say that to me after telling me she's been in love with someone else for the past 2 years? my heart broke again at the remembrance of that.

''goodnight, princess.'' i couldn't tell her i love her back, not when we don't love each other the same way. not when she doesn't love me the same way.

''why don't you say it back?'' she sounded hurt and it made me regret not saying it back...i never want to hurt her.

''do you hate me?'' she asked again.

''no i don't, princess. i love you.'' i said as i felt my heart sink little by little.

i carelessly start stroking her hair, hoping to put her to sleep soon. ''i love you.'' i said again.

when will i ever get the chance to tell her i love her again without having to hide my romantic feelings for her? when will i ever get to tell her i love her again without having to worry if she's finally figured me out? its so much easier to do it in the dark like this..where she can't see me, where i can hide. where i can love her proudly and openly without being afraid.

''i'm in love with you'' she said as she snuggled closer.

''let's sleep now its- wait what?'''

this time, its her turn to sigh. ''i said im in love with you, choi seungcheol.''

''you're drunk.''

''maybe..but i'm still in love with you. it doesn't change anything.''

i look down at her on my chest, but she was already looking at me. ''don't joke with me like that, princess. you know i don't take jokes well.''

''but i'm not.''

''you're not thinking clearly, princess. we've been best friends for forever, there's no way you're suddenly in love with me.''

''but its not sudden.''

i averted my eyes away from her to look back at the ceiling. i cant even look at her now. not when she's looking at me like that. not when she's looking at me like she means it, because i know it can't be.

''don't you have that guy you say you're in love with for 2 years? how would he feel if he found out that you're suddenly in love with me? how can you say it so casually? did u ever think about how i would feel? you can't just-'' and there it was. i felt my whole world stop, i felt it freeze. am i the one thats intoxicated tonight? what is happening because it can't be. that can't be her lips on mine.

she took advantage of my lips being slightly open from shock to slip her tongue in mine. and i let her. the same way she lets me run my hand through her hair, the same way she lets me kiss her back, and the same way she lets me pull her in closer by her neck to deepen the kiss.

''you're so noisy cheol.'' were not the words i expected to come out of her mouth after that kiss. ''what do you-''

''can i love you cheol? can i love you like that? can i be in love with you?''

i wanted so badly to screamYES but nothing comes out no matter how i try. i was dumbfounded. instead, all i did was let out a shakey breath.

''cheol...why are you not saying anything? are you....are you mad at me? i'm sorry i didn't mean to, i don't know what came over me im so-'' i felt her slowly removing her hands from my waist and letting go of my hand. ''no no no god im not upset i'm just.. i don't know what to say i don't know how to respond i just...'' i sighed at myself as reach out to hold her hand again.

''i'm in love with you too, i have for as long as i can remember.''

''really?''

''yes, really, princess.''

and it goes silent for awhile before i finally picked up the courage to ask ''did you..did you mean me? i mean...the guy that you were in love with. is it..is it me? because i understand if its not me and if this was a mistake-''

''yes, dummy. its you.'' this time i get to see her shy smile.

''oh...i see...cool.'' oh. oh? OH. it's me. i'm yet again rendered speechless. can i be blamed if the girl i've been in love with for the past 4 years suddenly kissed me and told me she loves me? that she's in love with me. she loves me. what am i to do or say when this all feels so surreal?

''so.....'' she starts out.

''so..?''

''do you hate me?''

i finally let myself break into a smile. it'll be over my dead body if i ever let her feel like i don't love her.

''no, i don't, princess. i told you, i love you. i'm in love with you.''

''really?''

''yes, princess, really. although, you might forget all this when you wake up tomorrow.''

''no, i won't. i'll tell you i love you again in the morning.''

''now, how about we go to bed and talk about this tomorrow over breakfast? i'll make you blueberry pancakes.'' i said as i stroked her cheek with my thumb. i pray she won't forget.

''i'd love that. goodnight cheol.''

''goodnight, princess.'' i waited a beat before i added ''i love you.'' but this time, i don't get a response. this time, i hear a light snore from her instead as i smile to myself. but for once, its okay if she doesn't tell me she loves me back because she fell asleep again. for once, my heart is not aching over questioning what her i love yous mean because for once, i know i won't have to tell her i love her just to hear her say she loves me too, because i know she will tell me that herself in the morning when she wakes up.

for once, i finally know what she truly means when she tells me she loves me. and for once, she knows what i truly mean when i tell her i love her.

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snapscube · 1 day

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I feel like every couple months you get like a wave of people being weird about your name

Like, hombres, it's a name. We all have 'em. Be cool about it.

i sincerely do not know why people try to constantly get clever or practice their tight five when it comes to something as simple as referring to me by my name LMAO, it's not there for your entertainment! i don't think i have ever met someone who actively enjoys people joking about their name or trying to come up with their own rules for engaging with it, and yet i feel like every other person on the planet is always looking for excuses to do that to other people. like nicknames within a friend group or known usernames are one thing, if someone calls me "snapcube" i'm not gonna consider it a slight against me it's literally just an alias i chose for online interaction. but if i say pretty clearly "you can call me either penny or olivia i don't have a preference between the two" i don't know how that becomes "so you're saying we can combine them into something completely different" or "what if i called you peggy it sounds like penny" like bros. at the end of the day you can say whatever you want to me but i have gone on record a thousand times that i don't like Name Jokes or ppl trying to project their own ideas for my identity onto me, even if it's not malicious, so do not be surprised if you dont get an enthusiastic response or you just get blocked! just fair warning! it's exhausting at MINIMUM.

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clown-fc · 1 day

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love of your life | mason mount

summary , where the very much mourned couple of the uk football/youtube scence reconnect

note , i am back from hiatus so dont be a dry reader or i’ll make the angstiest fic ever with no happy ending 🤭

yes, i’ll get stressed out if i can’t read you!

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user i have y/ns post notifications on and yet mason still beat me to like it 💔

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benchilwell so proud now lets see if you still know how to party because ive rented out the biggest place

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user i love the chilly and y/n friendship i still remember when mason introduced the two 😭

user babes are you crying over masonyn again 🤦‍♀️

ksi so free stuff

yourusername deal if free primes in the negotiation 🤝

behzingagram @yourusername good luck he won’t even give it to the sidemen

gkbarry_ im omw with a vodka cranberry that has your name all over it!!

user is this going to be affordable? because id love to support you but im a struggling student at uni

yourusername when me and the team were working close together a big concern of mine was overpricing because i wanted this to be affordable and accessible for everyone, but to make sure we are bringing the best we possibly can we as team have had to price it up at around £15/£20 for more advanced medical products but everything else on the site is pretty affordable 💕

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benchilwell @yourusername tell me about it you threatened to bite me when i reached for the mic

ksi 🔥🔥

user how did mason let her slip away mother come home pls 🙏🏻

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behzingagram you know its a good night when i found faith in the bath tub this morning

user help!?? faith is just like me

bestfriend2 those passionfruit martinis need to come back asap so lethal but so yummy!!

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bestfriend1 @yourusername that’s what makes it more fun

user omg i need a friendship like theirs rn!!!

user i will never get over how beautiful you are

user OMG SOMEONE TOOK A VIDEO OF MASON AT THE CLUB

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user its on twitter so basically its a full 2 minute video of him just staring longingly at yn all night, like whenever she moved his eyes followed her. it wasn’t till chilly slapped him on the back did he stop staring. this man was transfixed i tell you 🥹🥹

user why can’t they just see what’s in front of them 😩😩

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yourusername be the love of your life

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ilwonuu · 2 days

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saw u need some ideas and i thought you can considerate this one

so reader and jaemin went to a vacation and they having a great time and when it's night jaemin asks the reader to swim in the pool with him until reader realizes that was her needy boyfriend that tries so hard to fuck her in the pool (in a sweet kind of way). so there they are trying their best to not make any sound bcs there are people in the same lodge as them

i hope you get the point bcs i dont trust my brain these days hahah thank you for the writings you have made all this time, i appreciate it so much!

oh my gosh,,, thank u for requesting i literally got way too invested jn this idea help,,, thank you for reading my work anon i hope you enjoy this<3 jaemin will be the death of me

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✵ 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀- 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉， 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗅！𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆！𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋， 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖽𝗈𝗆！𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇 𝗑 𝗌𝗎𝖻！𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

✵ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌- 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍， 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝗂 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝖼 𝗌𝖾𝗑 （𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝖼 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝗐 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽）， 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒， 𝖫𝖮𝖳𝖲 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 （𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 ）， 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀， 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇 （𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇）， 𝗉𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 （𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌， 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒）（𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆）， 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑 （𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍）， 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾， 𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝖺 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄，𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗌， 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 （𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇 𝖡𝖸𝖤）， 𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄， 𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗅， 𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗆 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗎 𝗂𝗍，，， 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗄𝖾𝗒 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗆， 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇<𝟥 ， 𝗅𝗆𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾！！

✵ 𝖺／𝗇- 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖾． 𝗂 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗌，，， 𝗂 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖾𝖼 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗁𝖾𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍． 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗂 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍． 𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗃𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇 𝗃 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 （𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗃𝗆 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖾） 𝖫𝖬𝖥𝖠𝖮 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖤 𝖨𝖲 𝖲𝖮 𝖫𝖮𝖬𝖦 𝖡𝖸𝖤 （𝗂 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗎𝗉）

you and jaemin were enjoying the comfort of your lodge that you guys are staying at. the two of you have wanted to stay in this type of lodge before. it was especially nice and expensive. you told jaemin that . it was comfortable and the one you found was pretty nice. they provided dinner, which you and jaemin enjoyed very much.

you were having a really great time with your boyfriend. you were seated on the bed the two of you will be sharing for the next couple of nights. you were drinking some wine as you thought you should get comfortable for the night. jaemin showed he had other plans.

“want to go to the pool? a little night swim?” he takes a sip of your wine mindlessly with a smile.

“i completely forgot about the pool! of course let’s go-” you say playfully as you change into your bathing suit. jaemin pretends not to be addicted to the way you look. he has every inch of you memorized. he tries his hardest to focus on his own bathing suit. he gets changes around the same time as you.

“you ready princess?” he wraps his hands around your waist. you laugh at him with a nod. his hands are so gentle on your waist. his smile is so cute as he holds you.

“mhm jaem let’s go!!” you smiles as you two are hand in hand making your way to the pool.

“i’m been waiting to go swimming with you! i wish i had my goggles.” you were genuinely upset you didn’t have your goggles. your boyfriend just giggled at you. you smile at him. he squeeze your hand playfully. you two almost get lost because you decided to follow your boyfriends directions. his hand is tight around yours as you two finally make it to the pool. jaemin looks like he’s up to something. as he always does.

“we have the pool all to ourselves. would you look at that?” he smirks at you as he takes his shirt off. you just roll your eyes at him.

“i get to be all alone with you princess.” he smiles at you before stripping his excess clothing. jaemin’s swim shorts had small cats on them which made you smile. you took off your cover up clothing as well as you finally grabbed jaemins hand.

“you better be nice-“ he puts his hands up as the two of you get into the pool.

“i promise to be nice princess. come here.” jaemin can’t really keep his hands to himself. his hands are roaming all over your body. he grabs your waist with a smile.

“are you having a good time baby?” he asks you with a slight smirk. he kisses your cheek before you answer.

“i am jaem- it’s so pretty here. and i’m with you baby.” ” he nods looking around at the pool.

“i’m glad baby- yea it is. you’re prettier though princess.” he smiles at you with slight pecks against your neck. he smirks as you subconsciously move your head more for him. but you are quick to remember the reality of where you are.

“jaem- did you bring me out here to fuck me?” he pulls from your neck with a cute smirk.

“i can’t help it princess. when i saw the bathing suit you bought i needed to touch you in it. you will look so beautiful if i fuck you in it too.” you blush at his words trying to look away from him.

“jaemin what if someone hears? i mean i would love you to- but what if they hear us.” you look around the pool. still no one to be found.

“we just gotta be quiet then.” jaemin’s smirk has only gotten bigger. your feel his fingers rub against your clothed clit. he teases you slowly as he watches you focus more and more on his fingers.

“princess you gonna cum from this? i know you can.” he holds your waist as he rubs your clit.

“j-jaem- more!” you try to grind against his fingers the grip on your waist prevents you from doing so.

“princess be patient. so greedy for my cock.” his voice has a teasing tone as he watches you get closer to coming.

“you coming baby? my pretty girl. show me that pretty face when you cum.” his hand moves at a quick pace as he feels your legs quiver against him. jaemin has you close against the pool wall as he stands in front of you. you can feel his bulge poking at you as you finally cum. your bathing suit bottoms completely ruined.

“such a good girl. don’t you think you deserve a reward?” he smirks as he grabs your face to kiss him. you match his rough kissing as you watch him pull his dick out

“mm i think you deserve all the rewards princess. being so good for me. think you can keep quiet baby?” you feel your boyfriend hands gently against your lower body. he moves a little bit as he pulls your bathing suit bottoms to the side. he holds your leg up as he pushes in.

you cover your mouth to mask the moan that was threatening to escape. jaemin bottoms out with a innocent smile. your mouth is hanging open at how deep he is. jaemin’s size was nothing new to you but every time he surprises you. he kisses your head gently as he gently roams your body with his hands.

“can i move princess?” you nod shamelessly at him as you start to grind into him. he starts thrusting in to match you. jaemin groans deeply when the both of you move with each other. he leans in to kiss you softly. his tongue slowly sliding into your mouth after you lost the short battle for dominance.

jaemin’s tongue felt so good again yours. you reached out for a grip on his shoulder as he continued to make out with you. you pulled out of the kiss to let o a moan. he was fucking you at the perfect pace. his breath was heavy as he held eye contact with you.

“princess you gotta be quiet.” he reminds you with a smirk. he reaches for your chest pulling one of your tits out to take into his mouth. he sucks on the nipple roughly.

“j-jaem- please- just like that.” your grip against your boyfriend getting tighter as his cock hits the perfect spot over and over.

“shh i’m giving it to you right now. what else could you want sweetheart. you’re s-so tight baby. you take it so well princess.” you try to hide your face a little. jaemin’s stare did get a little intense. but he got pouting when you looked away.

“eyes on me baby please. you’re so beautiful don’t hide baby. s-so fucking good.” he was mumbling to you through breaths. you could tell he was close by the way he his voice sounded. he was so whiny. his hips weren’t moving in the same pace either.

the thrusts we’re getting weaker. you did your best at masking the sounds that slip. jaemin lets all of his grunt and breathy moans out. you throw your head back in pleasure as you cum. your eyes roll back in your head. you didn’t have enough time to warn jaemin.

“jaem-“ you moan quietly as you feel his dick twitch inside you. “here’s your reward p-princess — ah f-fuck.” he holds deep eye contact as he cum deep inside of you. his mouth falling open as he fucks you through both your highs.

“you’re so perfect princess. fuck that was amazing.” he kisses your cheek with a smile as he fixes your bathing suit.

“it was jaem- felt so good.” he fixes his own before turning his attention back to you.

“yeah baby it was perfect. always is with you. let’s go back upstairs for round 2?” he says with a innocent smile. how is he still fucking hard?

“but jaem we didn’t even swim?”

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Suffocation: Gojo Satoru x Reader

Suffocation MLIST Summary: Time spent apart from Gojo means time spent with the students. That is, until your powers awaken. ps,, new chapter leaks?? we are so back!!! <3 Wc: 6, 500

The two of you, in fact, never got the chance to talk about it. You had fallen asleep on the couch, this time without him but with the students and your brother. As Gojo passed the common room on his way out, he thought about waking you to say goodbye. But you looked so peaceful leaning against the armrest, with Yuji curled beside you like a kitten.

The fact that Nobara, let alone Megumi, felt comfortable enough to do the same made Gojo's heart swell. All of them leaned against each other until it fell on you, your arms once spread wide but now curling into your chest, a peaceful smile spreading across your dream-filled face.

All he could do was pull out his phone and snap a picture, hoping he would get close enough with you to show it someday. To really make you understand that you were the missing piece in all of their lives. You would be a great mother. You would be a fantastic wife. You were everything and more.

Time did not matter; only the impact did. And what a crater you would leave behind.

What was this feeling?

Gojo allowed himself to steal one more look at you before returning to the duties he dreaded. It was convenient to be the most powerful sorcerer for once, as he deliberately teleported back to leave a present on your vanity, praying you would miss him as much as he would miss you in the next few days. Hoping you would understand.

When you woke, Gojo was already gone. And as you checked your phone later in the morning, you found his message.

Annoying ass teacher guy:> Will be back in a few days. Don't miss me too much, princess.

He imagined that since you were around the students, you would try to hide your blush as well as you could before typing back a witty reply with ease.

Yuji’s sister </3:> And if I miss you too much?

Annoying ass teacher guy:> I don't want you to be sad, but that might make what i'll do to you even more special ;)

Yuji’s sister </3:> you flirt

Annoying ass teacher guy:> check your desk

"Ugh!! Nanamiiiinnn!" Gojo sighed dramatically, flinging himself next to Nanami on the couch. It was idiotic with how anxious he was for your reply.

"What Gojo?" he grumbled, tersely flipping the page of his book.

"I won't see her for three days!" he whined. "Will she remember who I am?"

"The fact that she texted you back should be your answer," Nanami sighed, dismissing his friend's behavior as another joke. He didn't even know who Gojo was talking about, as he had already tuned out the teasing and nonchalance all morning. "Keep in mind we are here for work."

"We're done with work for the day, so you dont have an excuse to not listen to me."

Nanami put his book down, heaving a sigh. "Fine, spit it out."

A long silence passed as Gojo gathered his thoughts, deciding to start from the beginning. He didn't know if Yuji had said anything to Nanami yet about your arrival, but it didn't matter. Gojo wanted to talk about you; hell, he needed to. Just to think about something else, anything to get your face out of his mind. Talking about it had to help, right? His emotions were always bottled up, but this feeling… this one, was unlike any other.

Plus, Nanami had always been good with women. Advice shouldn't hurt, even if he was seeking it out from the person who would be harshest with him. It was needed.

And so, Gojo decided to ramble as he described your arrival, abilities, relation to Yuji, and what the two of you had already gone through in a week. The last thing he added was your beauty, which was definitely worth asseverating.

"She's all I can think about," he repined.

Nanami deadpanned. "You've only known her for a week," he said without thinking, but then really reflected on how Gojo was acting, how he talked about you, and how he said your name. There was a deep yearning, carefully covered with humor and dramatics. Had he ever seriously cared for a woman this much before? Nanami couldn't think of a time. Gojo was his usual, over-dramatic self, but Nanami noticed the differences. It was in the way Gojo moved, the slight uncertainty in his eyes, and how relieved his body language became once he finished his tangent.

Even just the description of you intrigued Nanami. Yes, it was astonishing to hear that Yuji had a sister and even more surprising to discover you had unique, undocumented cursed energy.

"You think the flowers were too much?"

"You bought a woman flowers?" Nanami's cold demeanor cracked into one of surprise. Then, he awkwardly cleared his throat to cover. "Absolutely not; flowers are a very safe choice."

"Seriously, is it that surprising?" Gojo sighed in defeat. "Why is everyone so surprised? I went on dates all the time, I know how to please a woman!"

"Not that you couldn't do it, but chose to."

That caused Gojo to fall silent. How his friend was able to read him so clearly was astonishing in itself. He was right, and that's what bothered Gojo. He had walked through life expecting never to feel this way, as he didn't have the time or energy to keep a woman by his side long enough for it to be worth it, let alone labeled. But with you, he wanted to. All he needed was for you to say yes.

Watching Gojo's eyebrows furrow, the realization spreading across his face, Nanami continued. "I know you've been with women before, but it actually seems like you deeply care for her. In the decade I've known you, I've never seen you like this."

"There's just something about her." Gojo twirled his phone between his fingers. Staring off into the distance. "I don't know what to do."

"Why wouldn't you know what to do?"

Part of Gojo was still determining whether he should allow himself to entertain the thought of you. Was this smart? Was he being fooled in a way he never thought possible? It was hard to trust, but you had never made him uneasy. Sometimes, you only need to look at a person to understand their intentions. And yours were pure.

But Gojo had been fooled before. All that distrust came flooding back as he thought of your unique ability. You somehow slipped past his infinity, and it frustrated him. He had let his guard down around you without realizing it. It was as simple as breathing when you were near. You weren't just beautiful and kind; you were also powerful. A road that could prove treacherous if he didn't play his cards right, not just for him but for everyone who relied on him, too.

"I've never felt this way before."

"And why are you making that seem like a bad thing?"

"Have you ever pictured me with a woman by my side?"

"I sure hoped and prayed that there was someone who could put you in your place."

Reluctantly, Gojo finally asked the question that mattered most. "What if I hurt her?"

"You probably will, but that's just how relationships go sometimes. Especially with a life as complicated as ours. Whether she can handle it or not, is up to her."

Gojo soaked in Nanami's words, ultimately concluding that he was worrying too much. If it was meant to be, it would. Right?

Everything eventually worked itself out, and he hoped that it could end in you being his alone. What wishful thinking.

"You know what Nanamin?" Gojo glanced over at his friend and coworker. "You're right."

And once Nanami saw that mischievous smile spread back across Gojo's face, he knew everything was back to normal. He shook his head, the slightest smile threatening to grace his lips. But Gojo knew he was hiding it when the corners of his eyes crinkled.

"Why do you look so smug?"

"I just can't believe that someone is willing to date you."

"You are so mean!" Gojo whined again, standing up from the couch and walking sluggishly to the exit as if he had been physically wounded. "I'll prove you wrong, Nanamin. Next time we meet she'll be in love with me."

And then, his phone pinged a message from you.

Y/N<3:> I love it, Satoru.

Curious, you wandered back into your room after breakfast. His message had left you operating at half capacity from the anticipation of it all. As soon as you opened the door, your eyes darted to your desk, where you found a bouquet of roses. The most beautiful bundle you'd ever seen.

There was a vase with a note attached. Picking it up with one hand, the other thumbed over the soft, ruby petals. As you finished the note, a permanent smile spread across your face for the rest of the day.

Keep the vase beautiful. As long as you're here, you won't go a week without flowers. - Satoru

One day turned into two, and you couldn't configure why it made you sad. It really shouldn't. Gojo's absence should be acceptable to you, but the longing in your chest told you otherwise.

Yuji claimed he was just on an emergency assignment and assured you it was normal. None of the students or staff seemed to bat an eye at his absence either. It allowed you to settle in without distractions and gave you more free time to befriend Yuji and the students. They trained with you, taught you what they knew, and refused to leave you alone for over an hour. In fact, they made your apartment their new hangout spot. They claimed it was cozy and smelled good, and you were too nice to refuse their company.

A gigantic beanbag had been brought in, and they were taking advantage of your Nintendo Switch games while you skimmed through a textbook peacefully on your bed. The campus library was a perfect resource, filled with specific literary curse techniques you couldn’t find elsewhere. You were learning so much, not just about jujutsu but also about yourself and your abilities. If only you could uncover the link between them all.

The sound effects of Mario Kart and the focused grunts of the students filled the room. The race ended, and Yuji sighed in defeat. “Are you sure you don’t wanna get in on this, Y/N?” he asked, head falling to the beanbag as he stared at you upside down.

“I need to study!” you chuckled. “Maybe next time?”

“Gojo should be back tonight, maybe he’ll join.” Megumi shrugged, already forcing the three of them into another tournament. You couldn’t help but perk up slightly at the mention of the white-haired sorcerer. He hadn’t told you when he’d return, and you couldn’t deny how badly you wanted to talk with him.

“But he always wins!” Yuji groaned.

“Oh?” you snorted. “So you only want me to join so you can beat me?”

Yuji snapped his head up, laughing nervously. “No I promise!”

Sticking your tongue out, your eyes returned to the textbook in your lap.

Nobara watched you closely before the match started, and your reaction to the mention of her Sensei confirmed her suspicions. Your sudden smile was also a dead giveaway.

“I bet Y/N would join if Gojo was here~” she teased, snickering to herself.

That definitely interrupted your train of thought, and you immediately became flustered. At least one person noticed something was going on.

“What makes you say that?” you squeaked, mentally smacking yourself for how obvious you sounded, cheeks already beginning to burn. There was no reason for you to be nervous about it. Yes, Gojo was their teacher… but you were an adult and had no previous affiliation with him to make it scandalous. A relationship with Gojo might only be weird if Yuji was uncomfortable. Would he be? Were you thinking way too much about it?

You were definitely jumping to conclusions. Gojo probably didn’t feel the same way about you. Gifts could only get him so far. His nickname for you and how he touched you didn’t necessarily mean he wanted what you did.

Then you remembered what he did to you before he left. And your anxiety spiked once again.

“You like him, do you not?” Nobara pried through a lighthearted laugh, even if she couldn’t understand. The thought made her want to barf. You were way too good for him. But her Sensei had his perks, and maybe, just maybe, he deserved someone like you in his life.

Fuck. You really wished Gojo was there to do the talking, to make it seem like a joke, to deflect the accusation with his ridiculous and ambiguous humor. You were so unsure about everything, but especially Gojo. You didn’t know him well enough yet, you didn’t know the students well enough to put a label on anything. “I mean…” you trailed off, trying to sound nonchalant. “What's not to like?”

Megumi facepalmed, knowing what was about to happen.

“You like-like Gojo Sensei?” Yuji asked in confusion, almost dropping the switch remote.

Your hands shot up in defense, growing frantic and flustered when all three students craned their heads to stare at you. “I dont know?”

“Oh my God,” Megumi sighed in defeat. “She does.”

“Really?” Yuji blinked multiple times, glancing at his friends and then back to you, wondering if he’d been too oblivious to realize. “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?”

“You both are so dumb sometimes.” Nobara pinched her nose. “Who do you think got her those roses on her desk?”

They all turned their heads to look at your desk, which, in fact, still displayed the flamboyant bouquet of red roses placed neatly in a glass vase. It was so obvious. Of course, Nobara would notice something like that.

“It’s not what it looks like…” you tittered, wanting to run into your closet and hide from the embarrassment of it all.

“I assumed it was just a friendly welcoming gift!” Yuji fussed in response to being called dumb.

“Red is the color of love, idiot,” Megumi sighed.

Yuji slumped further into the bean bag, releasing an even more exasperated sigh than Megumi. He wasn’t upset about it, only frustrated that he wasn’t the first to notice and ask you about it. Days passed, and nobody said a word about something so important. Gojo liked you? Like that?

“Have you kissed?” Nobara pried further, desperate to hear the gossip.

You didn’t reply, trying to hide the bashful smile that threatened to spread across your face by biting down on your lip. You did more than just kiss, but you would keep that to yourself. Even if you didn’t say anything, what you felt was displayed in your expression. Why were you so bad at lying?

Nobara threw her head back with a cackle, nudging Yuji in his side. “How do you feel Yuji? Gojo likes your sister!”

Your brother seemed to ponder for a minute longer than you hoped for, but all he did was shrug and admit, “I’m surprised,” he said, but then smiled at you with kindness and understanding in his eyes. “If that’s what you want Y/N. I’m okay with it.”

“Really?” Your mouth dropped open. “It's not weird?” you asked none of them in particular.

“I don’t think it's weird,” Megumi finally butted in. “Gojo can be a good person when he wants to be.”

“Yeah!” Yuji beamed at you, thinking it funny that you would consider his feelings in the matter. “You don’t need to worry about how I would feel. You’re my sister, but only as of recently. You deserve to be with who you want!”

What a gentle, kind, and loving soul your brother was. How could he be so sweet at such a young age? It had taken you far longer to open yourself up, to trust, and seek happiness. He made it seem easy, as if he hadn’t endured his own trauma of death and separation.

“Thanks, Yuji.” You smiled back at him, relaxing back to your previous, unbothered demeanor. “I’ll take that into consideration.”

“That’s it?” Nobara sighed. “No more details?”

“No more details.” You scrunched your face at her teasingly. “Once I figure it out, you’ll be the first to know.”

“Boooooo,” she jeered, picking up a remote and leaning back toward Yuji. “At least we have something to blackmail Gojo with now,” she whispered loud enough for you to hear.

Yuji chuckled at that, and so did Megumi. They all continued to play their game, and you went back to reading your book. You smiled as you scanned through the lines and jotted down notes about domain expansions. According to Gojo, they were a rare occurrence, but it was wise to be as prepared as possible. You remembered as much as you could about his—how awakened and alive you felt. A cursed spirit would be a different story, though. And you preferred to not think more about it just yet. You only hoped you would never be trapped in one.

About to turn another page, you felt that all too familiar rush of dread.

No…not right now. It was too soon.

A gasp left your lips, and you went rigid. Before you could even think to warn Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara of what they were about to witness, the upper portion of your body violently snapped back into the bed.

The headboard smacked against the wall loud enough to alert the students. One breath was all you could take before a sudden coldness infected every portion of your body. Then, you began to cease, all control of your body vanishing.

“Y/N?” Yuji immediately shot up from the beanbag, followed by his duo. They all rushed to your bed as if sensing the pressure in the room change. The candle you had burning blew out as Yuji scooped his hands under your head, trying his best to cradle you. “What’s wrong?”

“Is she okay?” Megumi barked, eyes wide in concern. Nobara’s eyes shot to the now-smoking candle.

A few more spasms ricocheted through your body, and you grit your teeth in an attempt to relax. All you needed to speak was a few strained sentences. Your body was so stiff, and you could feel your hands clench. Your eyes started to droop before you could stop them.

“N…Notebook…” you stuttered, trying to gesture to the only one sitting on your desk. “And quill!” you forced out. It clicked without further explaining for Megumi, and he snatched them and brought them to you.

Yuji, on the other hand, was frantic, shouting your name over and over again. Nobara was reaching for her cell phone, yelling about calling an ambulance.

“Normal!” you cried out, shaking uncontrollably. “It's normal…” You went limp in Yuji’s arms and were finally able to rush out what you needed. “Don’t call anyone–” you strained.

It wasn’t a typical seizure; you knew it. Your body contorted in ways that looked painful and unnatural, and you knew you were scaring them. This was the first time you were losing control in front of others. Tears started gathering in the corner of your eyes from the fear of it all, from the judgment and the embarrassment.

Then, your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you ceased again. It would continue to happen until you picked up that stupid quill. You felt helpless, not just for yourself but for your poor brother, who was now about to witness just how strange you really were.

The last thing you felt was Megumi sliding the quill into your enclosed grip.

Gojo felt the shift before he opened your door, the gifts he brought back for you and the students falling to the floor as he burst through it, freezing as his eyes settled on your contorted body. You were utterly still, the only part of you moving was your hand, metal tip scribbling against the paper. The sound of it was abhorrent as if every etch foretold destruction. Invisible dread hung in the air, undoubtedly coming from whatever prophecy you were weaving.

But your eyes were what scared him. They were completely rolled back into your head, so much so that the blood vessels looked as if they were going to burst. You suddenly began to twitch violently, making Yuji gasp with concern, making Gojo rush to your side, dancing along a frantic line.

“Gojo Sensei!” Megumi turned to him with wide eyes. “What’s happening?”

“It's okay!” He approached you as if he was in a trance, and the students moved aside. He didn’t know if you were okay if this was normal or expected. You had only summarized these episodes briefly.

Once he was at your side, his knees gave out. He felt almost paralyzed, gazing at you in such apparent pain and unable to think of a way to fix it. This was an undiscovered form of cursed energy. He tried desperately to scan through his memories for one instance of something similar but came up with nothing.

“She was fine just a second ago,” Nobara muttered in shock, glancing around as if she could solve it and relieve your predicament.

“Did she say anything before?” Gojo asked, eyebrows knitting with worry.

“T-That it was normal,” Yuji said, standing behind Gojo with a worried, distraught expression, noticing how his Sensei’s eyebrows furrowed as if he, too, was at a loss for what to do. Yuji couldn’t recall a time when Gojo was confused, let alone displayed such concern.

Gojo relaxed slightly but still reached out and adjusted your pillow to support your neck. At that point, he didn’t care if his students watched him reach out and caress your cheek. He was so worried. It didn’t matter if you had warned him about something like this. The way you twitched and gasped and the tears that still poured from the corners of your eyes made him furious.

Glancing at the notebook that your quill was scratching erratically on, Gojo still found it blank even as he used his six eyes. “I saw her last prophecy. But I can't see anything yet. I think she has to finish,” he whispered, grasping your other hand to let you know he was there for you.

Faintly, your pinky finger twitched against his palm, curving around his own finger before going limp again. Then, you twitched, a loud gasp heaving from your throat.

“Something is coming,” was all you said, eyes still rolled back before you shot up into a sitting position. It seemed impossible, but you began to scratch faster as your cursed energy burst to life, almost engulfing the entire room. All-consuming was the green aura, and the surprise of it all caused Gojo to jolt back. Nobara yelped in fright.

When everyone glanced back at you, they realized the notebook was floating, so were you and the loose items around you. And now, your eyes were glowing. Your aura was so unique, so rare. It was calming when it should be everything but.

The quill left the paper and began to brush more fluidly, calmly, and peacefully into the open space around you. Trying to focus, Gojo started to understand what you were actually doing. As beautiful as it was, the Kanji began to flow together to cast a spell. An ancient one, not a prophecy.

It felt like a mirage, as if Gojo was stepping through a rainbow. Beautiful colors, your beautiful face. The depths of your soul. The parts of you he craved to know. He saw flashes of you, moments that hadn't happened yet but felt like they were meant to. Your smile, your kindness, loyalty, and trust. Love was what it was. And he had so much of it to give. He would die for you in a heartbeat; he would do anything to keep that pretty smile on your face. He imagined himself holding you, imagined how amazing it would feel to call you his wife—he saw himself getting down on one knee, that expensive ring sparkling from inside a black velvet box. With tears streaming down your face, you nodded furiously. “I love you so much, Satoru.”

“Gojo what are you doing?” Megumi’s voice interrupted his vision, tinged with panic and warning.

The promised future vanished as quickly as it came, as Gojo realized he was holding your face, and you were holding his. No, not just his face; the fingers of your left hand were curled around his blindfold, and your right hand had begun to tug at the knot. You had almost slipped past the infinity that protected his soul. And you would have done it with ease.

Surprised, Gojo tugged his head back. And at the loss of contact, you gasped. A cry left your lips as the cursed energy you released shot back inside of you, snapping your body back to the bed. The silence that followed was deafening, and all anyone could hear was the sound of their pounding hearts, trying desperately to clear their minds of the haze your aura commanded.

The students and teacher all glanced at each other with dazed expressions. Glossy eyes and opened mouths proved that all of them had seen something, not just Gojo.

“What did you see Yuji?” Gojo asked, snapping back to reality faster than them. He knew you were okay by the steadiness of your breathing but was still cautious to get too close again.

Your brother blinked, still trying to comprehend what he’d seen. It felt so genuine and authentic like it had happened before. “I was sitting next to Y/N at a large dinner table. We all were…toasting to something. I don’t know what, but I was so happy. She told me how proud she was to be my sister. There were others there too but I couldn’t see their faces. You were on the other side of her, Sensei.”

Gojo’s eyes snapped to the others, taking note of Yuji’s explanation. A different vision, but similar to his—both of their visions highlight a relationship to you.

Megumi could feel Gojo’s gaze on him, knowing he’d been asked a question, but couldn’t muster a response. He knew he looked like a deer in the headlights, sort of how Yuji and Nobara both did. But instead of being able to explain what flashed through his mind, Megumi just swallowed hard in hopes of distracting himself from the pang in his chest.

There was no way, just no way. What had he even seen? Was it the future? Was it something he wanted and didn’t even know? All he knew was that the mirage had cracked the second he called you mom. Megumi had called you mom. There were no words to describe the feeling that constricted at his throat and prevented him from speaking. What he saw was you resting under a tree, nestled between his demon dogs and reading a book. They had grown a liking to you, just as he had.

“I need them for training, mom,” Megumi called over, rolling his eyes.

“But I’m so comfy!” you whined, and the dogs snorted in agreement.

“When you’re done, please let me know.”

What did that even mean? How did that happen? Regardless, the gaping hole of belongingness cracked open further. And as Megumi ruminated over what he’d seen, he was left even more confused.

“We were shopping for…clothes…” Nobara finally said, but stopped before finishing. She intentionally broke her Sensei's focus after noticing the turmoil and confusion in Megumi’s eyes. The unanticipated vision was confusing her, too. The two of you had been shopping for baby clothes. And as she thought harder, she realized you had a slight baby bump poking through your sundress. The floppy summer hat you wore could not conceal the happiness in your eyes as you looked at her, wondering which outfit she thought was the cutest. After she gave her advice, you replied, “You’re gonna be the best auntie ever.”

Was this a glimpse of the future? And if so, did the others have a similar premonition like hers?

Dazed, you finally opened your eyes. The overhead light blinded you, only for a moment, before you remembered where you were and who you were surrounded with. Tears slipped past your eyelids before you could stop them. There were so many emotions and questions racing through your entire body that it would be impossible to properly formulate them. You were shaking still, feeling like you were being chased out of an incredible high. A high that reached its peak and was crashing down, leaving you distraught and fatigued.

“I’m sorry!” you choked out between gasps, feeling like you were suffocating, sitting up to see all of them staring at you with apprehensive eyes. “I-I’m sorry—”

“It’s okay,” Gojo immediately rushed back to your side, grasping your failing hands and pressing them softly into your lap. “Take a deep breath. It’s okay.”

Nodding furiously with tears streaming down your face, you inhaled sharply, his touch instantly soothing you.

“Slower.” Gojo nodded. “It’s okay.”

Feeling the pounding in your ears start to fade, you swallowed, mustering a sad smile as you glanced at him. He looked so worried from what you could see on his face, and it made a peculiar hollowness reside within your thoughts, realizing you had ruined his arrival. Your surroundings were different, too. Your books and supplies were strewn across the floor, along with presents at the entrance to your room. Had Gojo brought home gifts?

“I don’t know what happened. That’s never happened before.”

Your expression of paranoia explained enough to the white-haired sorcerer. Was that look in your eyes one of guilt? What could you possibly feel guilty for? Were you afraid he wouldn't believe you?

“I believe you,” Gojo whispered, releasing his hands from covering yours. He hesitated, wanting to comfort you more, but relented. You probably needed your space anyway. There was no clear answer for what just happened, and you were nonplussed, looking to him for answers he couldn’t give you. At least, not immediately, but he would try his best.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Yuji questioned as he crossed the room, taking the opportunity to comfort you now that Gojo backed away. “Are you hurt?”

Remaining silent as Yuji gave you a hug, Gojo watched the two of you interact, mostly Yuji fussing over you, asking over and over again if you were okay. “No, no, I’m fine.” You tried your best to smile at your brother.

“Are you sure?” Gojo pressed further, recognizing the uncertainty in your eyes. This was a shock to everyone, Gojo especially, unsure how to feel about the glimpse into his future. Was it wise for him to know something that important? His feelings for you were already passional, and he was undeniably infatuated with you. A seer with comparable powers hadn’t been born in centuries, so the validity of your visions was unknown. But, visions were more tangible and easier to understand than prophecies. Was this a promise or a hint? Could it be changed based on the choices he made?

“Do you remember what happened?” Gojo finally asked after a stretch of silence.

Shaking your head, you looked over at the notebook beside you. The energy was palpable, and it was coming from it. You pushed it across the bed and nodded at him to take it. Part of you was scared to read its contents, from the impartial images that flashed through your mind, from the inexplicability of it all and the lack of understanding. What scared you the most, though, was that you were certain. What you saw was going to happen eventually. You didn’t know when or how it would happen, but it would. None of your predictions ever failed to come true.

Scanning the words, Gojo sat down on the bed next to you. He seemed calmer than you, acting like what he witnessed was an everyday experience. Somehow, it helped settle your thoughts. If he wasn't worried, there was no reason for you to be either. The trust you were developing for him only resonated deeper.

The students huddled around Gojo, trying to peak over his shoulder for a glimpse of the cursed energy.

“Let me see it!” Yuji whined.

That managed to make you laugh through your nose.

As soon as the sky is colored green,

The chosen one will realize their blindness

Souls will clash and die, but love will blossom

Children of clans from old fight demons that seek redemption,

The day the king returns, all hope will be lost until she aw—a. A. Awake. Awaken—अहं भाषा वदामि। त्मरक्षा एव वास्तविकशक्ति

संरक्षण-संरक्षण-आह्वानम्-नरके मृत्योः च मुक्तं अवगच्छन्त

रक्षणार्थं आह्वानम्-नरकेभ्यः मृत्योः च मुक्तम्

Death rebirths life

You saw what you'd written, the look of bewilderment on their faces, and the deafening silence that followed. Snatching the journal from Gojo, you brought it closer to get a better look.

“What language is that?” Nobara asked with furrowed eyebrows.

“It’s sanskrit,” Gojo replied lowly, confusion lacing his tone. Something odd was definitely happening. Only the oldest spells were written in that dead language, long before humans gained a proper understanding of what jujutsu entailed. He couldn’t understand all the words, only bits and pieces, referencing the oldest spells recorded in history.

“I-I don’t understand.” Your eyes glossed over with worry. “I don’t know Sanskrit.”

“I think only a few people do,” Megumi added.

“It looks like something hijacked your prophecy.” Gojo pointed out, noticing the green color fade from your cursed energy into something black and ancient. He pointed at one symbol. “This means I create.” He moved down the line. “And this means protection.”

“A protection spell?” Nobara muttered.

This felt too familiar, and the revelation was on the tip of Gojo’s tongue. Long ago, there was a clan of witches comprised entirely of women. Remnants of their bloodline still remained, but it had been hundreds of years since they were in power. Most of their history remained undocumented, but they specialized in prophecy and ancestral magic. Gojo skimmed through his memory, trying to recall the last written prophecy from the supreme.

Gojo looked at you, and it clicked into place.

A low, sinking feeling settled in your stomach.

“I need to speak with Y/N alone,” Gojo said to the students, not leaving room for debate. His tone was so firm that they reluctantly scrambled for the exit without protest.

Yuji glanced back at you hesitantly. Concern was engraved in his expression. He mouthed, text me before shutting the door behind him. You and Gojo listened to their footsteps scurrying down the hall, and he didn’t turn toward you until he heard all of their doors click shut. The scarcity they left behind was apparent, and you were growing nervous about what he would say.

“Do you know anything about your family history?”

All you could do was shake your head.

“I had my suspicions that you were more powerful, but now I’m suspecting you’ve been chosen as a conduit. What happened during your episode is called an emergence.”

Your demeanor stiffened. “What does that mean?”

“It could mean a lot of things. There hasn’t been a seer of your potential for centuries. There’s definitely a mix of bloodlines happening, as Yuji is Sukuna’s vessel and can remain in control of his body. You on the other hand, the eldest daughter, might be a descendant of a long-defunct clan that hasn’t been in power since Sukuna’s defeat, which they helped aid in. You are clearly vulnerable when you’re recording your prophecies, and I believe the Sanskrit was one of your ancestors taking that opening. I only know that it could be a protection spell, but we should have it translated just to make sure.” He paused. "

“How do you know this?”

“It’s only a theory so far. But the gift of prophecy is yours alone. The words you wrote… Will come true, all things considered,” Gojo trailed off, losing his train of thought. He wanted to tell you what you’d shown him and that the students had clearly seen something. But he didn't move; he barely even breathed. Ruminating over how beautiful you looked in that vision almost stopped his heart. He wasn't trying to be funny or flirty. He looked just as concerned and embarrassed as you, wishing he had the answers as always. But it seemed that only more questions arose when it came to you.

Gojo’s body language seemed conflicted. Maybe you were more spot-on than you assumed.

“Won't they?” he pried.

“I hope not.” You glanced away, only remembering the words of demise, scribbled over and over again before a dead language emerged, further adding to the confusion of your connection to this life. If Gojo's prediction was correct, it would strengthen the hopeless feeling rising in your chest that your entire life was a lie. How you now looked at yourself was anything but satisfactory, unaware of the promise of a better future that Gojo glimpsed.

A gift, like he said, but also a curse that you would never wish upon another. Every day that passed made you question if foresight really was a blessing.

All Gojo could configure was how tired you looked. A lifetime of information had been dumped on you within an hour. Instead of being hard on you like he initially promised in that bar, he wanted to comfort you. But that defeated look in your eyes spoke volumes of what you really needed.

There was no rush. At least, not yet.

"Why don't you get some rest,” he whispered, standing up to peel the covers back for you. “I’ll find a translator later.”

Sighing deeply, you glanced up at him before relenting, letting him pull the covers over your body. You watched Gojo as he stacked your books on your bedside table, tidying up what had been misplaced.

A part of you wished he would stay. And perhaps he would have if you asked, but the second your head snuggled into your pillow, the world started to fade away.

"Thank you, Satoru," you whispered faintly.

"For what, princess?"

"Everything." Was all you mustered in your enervated state. You really wanted to thank him for his willingness to help you, for not abandoning you or being afraid. For taking care of your brother, for not giving up, and for making you feel butterflies in a world of darkness and despair.

Turning off the lamp on your bedside table, Gojo watched your eyes flutter shut. He leaned down and pressed a kiss against your forehead. You hummed in response, the corners of your lips upturning sleepily.

He wondered if you saw the future as he did, speculating whether or not you wished for his presence the way he did yours. Regardless, he failed to express that you could rely on him no matter what and that you would never have to suffer alone again.

That may be the most potent form of love he could provide.

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iwantasquaresbar · 3 days

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Look I’m sympathetic to the rat grinders and dont think they deserve to die. But this is a battle, a fight, people die, they are currently trying to bring about a new god and destroy all of Ellmvile. In this instance they must be stopped there is no time for persuasion and even if there was they are so deep in Jaces and Porters control and actively despise the bad kids. It realistically makes no sense that they would stop now just because the bad kids asked, in fact the most likely to defect would be buddy and we saw Kristen try to see if there was anything of the old him left and she failed the role so had to keep moving forward.

Let’s not forget that while the bad kids are a bunch of shit heads and can be assholes, the rat grinders actively tried to murder them and the entire student body just hours before. Like they were trying to get everyone in Fabian’s house killed pretty much.

Finally think of death in context of spire, resurrection, magic exists. Death is not the end all be all it is in our world. Regardless of that yes we are of course sympathetic to these kids that were groomed and manipulated however that doesn’t mean there actions are now all good and that they aren’t currently a problem that needs to be stopped and killing them is the way to stop the problem.

The bad kids are shit heads who are trying to stop problems they realistically shouldn’t have to be solving it maybe morally grey but it doesn’t make them evil, it’s heartbreaking and in a perfect world none of them would be in this position.

#never forget it is a comedy first and foremost #it shouldn’t be the bad kids job to stop adults from manipulating children they are realisticly doing the best they can #fantasy high junior year #fantasy high #fantasy high spoilers #fantasy high junior year spoilers #the bad kids #the rat grinders #fabian seacaster #gorgug thistlespring #riz gukgak #kristen applebees #fig faeth #adine abernant #kipperlilly copperkettle #I can’t arsed to tag all of them

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ohcorny · 2 days

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i need to be a hater on main about scavenger's reign or i will explode. i cannot be alone in this.

now that it's being moved to netflix and people are talking about it again, all i'm seeing is glowing praise and absolutely no criticism of the writing. i will gladly agree with anyone that it's visually stunning. like, a+ in that regard no argument. great looking show, and the worldbuilding of the planet vesta is super cool and clearly considered. i like those parts! but that seems to be all anybody is responding to when they praise it.

the character writing is fucking ridiculous. i could point at any of them individually and go "what the fuck is this" but it's been months since i watched it and i don't like arguing a point i can't clearly remember. but it was the most egregious around ursula so i'm going to focus on her. her character seems to exist just to cause problems for no reason, to the point where she's also the only character we get no backstory on. we never see her in flashbacks on the ship, never learn what she did for it or why she was there, nothing about her at all. she is the only one.

and she is the #1 source of shattering my suspension of disbelief. you cannot tell me that she and sam were surviving together for a month on this incredibly hostile planet, working together every day to call the ship down, to figure out how the world worked and what was dangerous and what they could use.... and then tell me she would turn around and treat him the way she does.

spoilers below the cut

she is so hostile toward him all the time for no reason. she wanders off to go look at a weird plant in the middle of a bramble that crushes you if you don't get out the right way, leaving sam alone on the outside with no idea what she's doing or where she is or if she's alive. and when she comes out and he is VERY REASONABLY upset that she did that and isn't interested in hearing about the thing she saw, SHE gets mad at him and says she doesn't need him.

YOU DONT NEED HIM? THE GUY WHO HELPED YOU SURVIVE THIS ENTIRE TIME? THE ONLY OTHER LIVING HUMAN ON THE PLANET AS FAR AS YOU KNOW, WHO IS THE ONE WHO KNOWS WHERE YOU ARE GOING, AND HAS THE CREDENTIALS TO GET YOU INTO THE SHIP? you have been alone with him for a MONTH, he is your ONLY HUMAN COMPANION, and you think you DON'T NEED HIM?? BECAUSE HE WAS WORRIED ABOUT YOU IN A LOUD WAY?

this could be explainable if there was any real tension between them, or if we're given any reason to believe she actually could survive without him, but there isn't! she fucks up with the spores in the very first episode and would absolutely die if she was alone. sam is never anything but a good leader to her and keeps trying to look out for her, and any time he's "wrong" it's because he showed reasonable caution about the fuckplanet. he gets hurt by the egg parasite because he didn't want to climb into a giant animal's egg sac. reasonable thing to not want to do! when he and ursula get into that argument about her disappearing on him, he gets hauled off by the weird emu for the dramatic irony. because he was upset his only companion in the world disappeared. he never does anything wrong. it's never his actual character flaws that he gets punished for, it's only ursula's ~trusting your instincts~ shit that ever gets him hurt. she is ultimately responsible for his death but the show never acts like it.

so much of the show seemed to be drama for drama's sake. do not get me fucking started on kamen's creature. what was that thing's fucking problem. what was kris' fucking problem?

if i have to ask 'what is their PROBLEM' at every other character's choices, your writing is not good.

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caligvlasaqvarivm · 2 days

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iirc you mentioned (in the eridan essay?) that nepeta and feferi hate each other. could you elaborate on that?

You can find the details for that in my Nepeta essay, but the TL;DR is as follows:

Nepeta is the only troll who has ever expressed that the hemocaste is stupid and should not matter - the lowbloods are upset about being lowbloods, but generally seem to accept the hemocaste's existence, whereas every highblood mentions how rad and awesome it is to be better than the lowbloods (whether or not they believe that).

CT: D –> Your fraternization with the base classes have 100sened your morals, can’t you see this AC: :33 < no! i dont care, they are fun AC: :33 < and i dont know anything about classes or bases or blood color, it doesn’t matter! AC: :33 < what does gr33n blood even mean! it doesnt mean anything to me and it shouldnt mean anything to anyone else!

Meanwhile, although Feferi says that "nobody is better t)(an anybody", she's actually a huge stinking hypocrite who loves being a princess and loves being better than everyone else. The moment she isn't talking to another troll, she can't shut up about it:

CC: GLUUUUB oh fine. CC: I will suspend my neato quirk just for you. CC: I hereby renounce the royal mark of sea dweller supremacy in the interest of INT-ERSP-ECI-ES DIPLOMACY. ... CC: Okay, you win. I have officially humbled myself before you. Entirely glubbing peasant-IFICATED for your pleasure. CC: Shall I clip my fins for you as well, your majesty? ... CC: Hey! We're the aristocracy. We've got a duty to be weird. ... CC: PSH WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT, MISS HORNLESS MCFINLESS.

In fact, that last remark, finless? We actually get to see that insult a second time - this time from Eridan, when he's trying to be casteist at Sollux:

ERIDAN: hey finless this doesnt concern those wwith mustard sludge slippin through their vveins ERIDAN: its a matter for royalty only ERIDAN: so keep your mouth closed or ill slit you open ovver my next meal

Like, "finless" not an innocent thing to call someone. Feferi also uses the r-word twice, which is a lot given how little dialogue she has. Signs all point to her actually having a LOT of rampant, unchecked privilege, even if she is a genuinely well-meaning person who wants to make life better for everybody.

Put it all together, and you get two characters who, if they're alive, and therefore discussing what they want the new world to be like, will have IRRRRRRRRECONCILEA8LE differences. Like, there's a reason Fefetasprite was the second-most explode-prone of the combination sprites. What I'm saying is pitch FefNep would fix Feferi -

#homestuck #nepeta leijon #feferi peixes

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How do you feel about people taking inspiration from your art/making things with a similar vibe or elements of your work?

its complicated ig!

as a kid id copy a lot of artists id admire to learn how to draw since i didnt have any real 'traditional' art schooling, and i think thats sort of just the natural cycle of being an artist. its normal to follow in the footsteps of people you like/whos styles you admire.

i get sort of uncomfortable when people treat individual artist's styles like a sort of commodity that is solely owned/created by that person, or that can be taken/stolen from someone. in the end of the day if youre capable of drawing it with your own two hands, its still your art. no art exists in a vacuum, and we're all just building off the works we grew up looking up to.

at the same time, ive had people trace my work and not mention it was traced at all, ive had people pretty much piece for piece copy art ive done, worst over ive had people sell commissions that were traces of my artwork...... so, in truth i dont mind 'inspiration' or people taking ideas from things ive made, but everyone defines 'inspiration' so differently i always feel troubled answering this question.

i guess my answer is really, i cant stop you? and i want everyone to have fun drawing! i dont even think tracing is bad if its for practice, genuinely. if taking inspiration means you get broken out of a rut and can enjoy drawing again, then ill be happy to see it. it might feel a bit weird seeing a bunch of people around who draw exactly like me, but at the same time its not really hurting anyone either.

i guess itd just be like going to the grocery store in an outfit one week, and the next week everyones wearing the same outfit. i would not die but i would probably think 'oh! alright' and then go about my day

#mailbox #tbh though a lot of people tell me they take inspiration from my work and i really dont mind/it makes me happy to know ive helped ppl draw #thats y i say its complicated

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Breaking the media

Chapter 2 -breaking the news

Surprisingly, the transfer between arsenal and Barcelona had been relatively fast arsenal were quite happy to send you to Barcelona due to the opportunitys it was going to give you. Now here came the part you had forgotten about you had to say goodbye to the people who have made you the player you are now and how well they have took care of you. The group had decided to have a get together in the holidays and you knew this was the only time you could tell them otherwise they will find out about the transfer pretty quickly due to social media. There was definitely some speculation of you moving as you saw the rumor posts on your Instagram feed which made you giggle to yourself knowing they were right but you can't interact with them otherwise your cover is blown.

It was they day of the event and now the nerves had really hit you, you had managed to convince beth and viv to take you because you knew you couldn't face your 'parents' yet. They picked you up and you hopped into the back seat of the car "you all good there y/n " beth asked with an unreadable expression one of worry yet it not slipping over her smiling face. "Yeah im good just jealous that all of yous got a nice tan and ive been stuck here" you remarked half sarcastically but also with a tone of seriousness you were a bit jealous that you couldn't go on holiday. "Yeah yeah well in two years we will bring you with us" viv chimed in smiling at you. The pwang of guilt hit you hard they didn't know you were about to tell them you were leaving the club and now it felt like you couldn't bare the news. "Yeahh that would be nice but i don't wanna be pain on your holidays" you say back "no no you'd never be a pain" beth responded. Yous continued to chat in the car and as every minute past the pit in your stomach grew deeper and was a lot more noticeable.

You walked into the venue to find it nicely decorated and privately booked. Thank god you thought to yourself just incase the tears came along with the news. The night was going well until leah came and sat next to you "hey y/n you've been awfully quiet tonight" she said "yeah im all good just got stuff going on at the moment" you replied not even trying to hide your emotions with leah "what stuff?, better not be you leaving us for barca like the rumors" she said jokingly not understanding that was exactly what was happening. That comment had sent you in a spiral though you couldn't cancel the deal now but your team mates will be so disappointed in you and disgusted that you left them.

You were lost deep in thought until you felt tears on the verge of your eyes "im going to the bathroom" you said standing up dismissing leahs comment. The speed you walked away at was fast but wasn't fast enough to contain your tears to the bathroom you hands wiped across your face as you made your way to the bathroom. You slammed the bathroom stall door with some force and then you let the emotions hit you your legs gave in as you slid to the cold tiled floor and it felt like the walls were caving in and you couldn't breath everything was overwhelming.

Meanwhile leah was sat in confusion and also a hint of panic and she got up shortly after you hadn't returned from the bathroom after a couple of minutes. She hadn't made it into the main area of the bathroom when she heard your sobs through the wall it was heart breaking to hear and yet she didn't know what to do. She knew she couldn't deal with this it had to be beth and viv they had been the people to take you under there wing and look after you. Leah almost legged it to beth and viv who were stood next to eachother in the busy part of the room "beth viv i need your help" leah said so quick that it seemed like she needed the help "whats up leah" beth asked worry knitted through her eyebrows "its y/n she.. i dont know what happened.. i said one thing and she was fine the next minute she stormed off to the bathroom.. and then.. i" leah was rambling her head full of panic and it was viv who took charge of leah. " leah i need you to calm down for me and i will get kim to sit with you but i have to go deal with y/n" she said dragging her to a couch in the bar. She got kim to sit next to her and left them be while her and beth charged to the bathroom.

As the door opened you still hadn't got any better from when leah had checked on you infact it had gotten worse. You suffered from anxiety but it was never this bad well not for the past while it hasnt been this bad. You were so trapped in your own head you had forgot to lock the door properly so here it was beth and viv stood above you staring down at your body crumpled into a ball hyperventilating with your hands over your ears and your eyes clenched. It was a sight neither the older girls had expected to see but both knew what they had to do to hopefully fix it and know what was the reason for it. It was viv who had taken charge of the operation and she sat next to you on the cold tile floor beth followed quickly after. "Hey y/n love its viv, can i touch you" she asked gently after no response viv knew it was worse than she thought and she's going to have to do what she thinks is best.

She reaches for your hand which you grab as if it was your lifeline and this begins to draw you out of your mind "hey hey love look at me" beth said looking at you with the most empathetic look in her eyes her face knitted with worry. You look up at her your face puffy and red from the tears that still poured down your face "oh love its okay" she said as you basically threw yourself at her sobbing into her shoulder drenching her jumper in tears "im sorry, im so sorry" is the only thing you could muster up into beths shoulder "you have nothing to be sorry for love" viv said rubbing circles on your back with her hands "yes i do you're all gonna hate me and its my fault i should have been more responsible" you said this time sniffing the final tears away. "We wont hate you love but you need to tell us whats going on" viv said this time a lot more serious in her tone. You took a deep breath "im.. im going to Barcelona" you said waiting for the wrath of the two of them to tell you that they hate you "omg y/n that amazing, we're so proud of you" beth said pulling you in tighter.

You were shocked they were proud of you, they shouldn't be they should hate you "you're proud of me?" You questioned them looking up with glassy eyes "yes of course we are but we need to tell the rest of the team to celebrate" viv said standing up and dragging you up to your feet. You slowly crept out the bathroom where beth and viv sat you on the nearest seat away from the rest of the team. You had essentially begged the two of them to tell everyone else as you couldn't do it especially after having a panic attack in front of beth and viv. Luckily they agreed but you had to be in the room with them you trundled behind the couple like a lost puppy when they made you sit on chair next to them the suitation almost felt like an intervention "right so y/n has so big news to tell you all but she has asked us to do it for her" beth began to start "so for next season y/n is moving to Barcelona" she said with a smile on her face "omg you're joking y/n thats amazing" russo said to you "well in y/n" said katie following.

You felt positive about moving to Barcelona now and you had plenty people who backed you from a few thousand miles away you felt like this was the right move.

Your life was at peace until it hit the media...

#woso x reader #woso #wsl #barca femeni #alexia putellas #alexia x reader

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CRITICAL ROLE CAMPAIGN 3 EP 95 SPOILERS

jesus christ these nerds are going to kill me.

before i get into my think piece abt... everything that transpired at the end of this episode, i would like to say this is one of the best c3 episodes.... one of my favourite episodes of all time. idk idk.

essek? smut? astrid? poly bells hells allegations?? i was already fucking sold dawg. i cannot goddamn believe that this four hour episode was... mostly... a shopping episode. i cant wait for the new art, regardless of the batshitery that happened that kinda throws my vibes off. i digress.

oh ashton greymoore i love you so much. i have been so worried abt them but honestly they're probably the lat person im concerned for currently. the grief was so compelling to watch and taliesin is a master of roleplaying as minus charisma but genuinely charismatic in his dorky awkward gruff and fumbling way. his rizz is actually just blindsiding us with earnest acts of service and comfort for his friends and i think thats so neat. im happy that they're all going to aeor with fcg intertwined throughout their outfits. its poetic and also maddeningly sweet.

(love the little callowmoore moments sprinkled through this episode... they're so real to me)

pumat was fun and i am so damn glad they got all the items matt offered cause they were all so fucking cool.

also??? sugar daddy dorian storm??? yeah i see you gay boy. dorym is so real guys we need to prepare for a confession and soon. idk i get the vibe liam is gonna drop it in the most heartbreaking way. or robbie. they're both sick in the head tbh.

loved the little queer inn that essek dragged them to and the calm before the storm was genuinely the cutest shit ever and im glad they were having fun despite everything. we got the essek and ashton dunamancy scene that i have been begging for but i cant even talk abt that right now.

before i address orym and laudna...

delilah briarwood. im gonna fucking kill you. best believe that.

theres been so much discourse on twitter abt who was right or wrong or this or that, but ultimately the point is: neither of them is RIGHT. they're both stricken with trauma and grief, and motivated by the love they have for a) the ones orym has lost and b) the one laudna is fighting not to lose. laudna WAS worried abt orym before delilah twisted that into paranoia, and orym didnt wield that fuckass blade bc he DOESNT feel sick touching it.

he says its not abt revenge but... god. orym. you want revenge. call it whatever you like but you've been angry for a while.

laudna says she KNEW the sword was cursed, but she was lying or in denial abt the fact that delilah is the one who coerced her to hold the blade in her hand.

if either of them had decided to talk to each other or the group as a whole then this could have -- most likely -- been avoided. orym decided to take the blade and shoulder the burden of what it meant and what it represented so they didnt have. laudna felt betrayed and hurt but instead of trusting orym she was manipulated back into that cunt's clutches.

i dont prescribe to trauma olympics, especially when laudna and orym never actually denied each others' trauma with otohan and that blade so i think its slightly irrelevant when discussing them both.

(i will say this... otohans blade is what killed laudna but delilah is the one who had her in a cage when she was dead. otohan murdered oryms family and there was absolutely nothing that could save them. i firmly believe THAT is what chetney meant, not that laudna hasnt suffered so we can all just... unclench a little idk)

in all the discourse, lets not forget who the real villains are -- evil milfs (delilah and otohan). delilah chose this moment to sew distrust in laudna towards orym for a reason. its like the spider queen and opal. she NEEDS laudna isolated and dependent, and she cant sink her teeth in completely if laudna has someone to fall back on.

imodna... jesus imodna breaks me every time. that entire scene on the roof while laudna looks so much like her abuser -- the woman who MURDERED her -- and having that visage fade as laudna proclaims her love for imogen. peak romance and tragedy.

it was still so upsetting hearing the echoes of delilah as laudna spoke tho. knowing her hold on laudna is getting stronger and laudna has no real faith that she will be able to fight against her. hearing her ask imogen if shes still fun scary and knowing that imogen cant tell the truth. this isnt fun anymore. laudna is in danger and imogen doesnt know how to fix it.

"I'll always love you, Laudna. I just don't know what to do with it."

its uh its not looking good for our sapphics fellas.

anyway, i do think that ashton was the emotional mvp of this episode, especially while shit was escalating. putting themself between orym and laudna, PROTECTING laudna despite knowing she attacked him, TRUSTING that she was actually telling the truth and guiding her to see the forest for the trees and apologize for an irrational choice made through a mixture of trauma, delusion and paranoia.

im... excited? for the next episode? not sure why we keep having really horrible inter-party conflict the day before going on a suicide mission but the hells are my problem babies and i have to accept that they're just little fucked up guys.

god. is it thursday yet??

(AND WHERE THE HELL IS SAM)

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you know what’s really fucked up? the mcu skipped over bucky’s entire character arc and sidelined any representation of not just his healing but all personality because no homo so he would be lucid and battle ready in like one freaking day to fight steve’s civil war uwu!!!!

because they passed over what should have been a gradual and natural reunion between him and steve, it got shoved into the civil war plot out of necessity but had to happen really fast. so all the REALLY good accords arguments steve has about violation of privacy and big government agendas and power structures becoming corrupted and dictating what the avengers do or dont do get completely ignored in favor of blaming steve’s actions on “infatuation” and “nostalgia.” and it’s played off as totally irrational????

Rather than it being him putting the needs of the people first and foremost AGAIN like he IS DOING!!!!so many viewers see his challenge of the accords and tony as a petty feud over a friend they view as not worth enough to even fight for. the absolute value of bucky aside, this puts him and steve in a position of not just selfishness but immaturity: steve acts like a child on the playground or a lovesick puppy. this could be personal platonic love, but imagine if bucky were steve’s long lost girlfriend instead (like if hydra took peggy). people would blast steve for being a fool in love much like they did wanda with vision in iw but they wouldn’t say he was as irrational for it! without that, bucky still gets the same treatment plus thinly veiled homophobia

some anti-woke fans literally mocked steve’s “weakness” with implications that they attribute it to him being gay for bucky. i mean looking back at some of steves lines theyre SO relevant and SO right!!! and so antifacism!!!! but they get ignored beause they force fed us surprise bucky!!!! and its almost like the film wants us to side with tony because the entire time steve’s resistance is played off as stupid and selfish FOR SOME GUY. it puts steve in a super negative light, objectifies bucky, and creates dislike for him because now hes nothing more than a catalyst and then erased for the rest of the mcu narrative????? just consider how the film would have been if it was completely absent of bucky? if all we heard were steve’s speeches on corruption and people using means to their own gain? of reading the fine print? of only being able to trust themselves and each other?

td;lr: bucky’s development was twisted into a plot device that erased him of all personality because they didn’t want to devote the proper time and care to his storyline and they did that to fit it into the civil war plot line but it wasn’t even worth it because all it did was put bucky and steve in a negative light and as such steve’s entire argument in civil war becomes a big joke which sucks because he makes some top notch points

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sphylor · 2 days

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cw forcemasc, intox, dubcon

just a very very rough little something based on this amazing post by @arkeusruin that i thought too much about and wrote in my notes app instead of going to sleep at a reasonable time fhshbfhd

"how long have you been sat there waiting for me?"

"i dont know..." Phantom whined as they subconsciously humped the mattress, a wet patch spreading out spreading out beneath them. "i just need- i just need you, Dew. i need you so bad."

Dew smiled at the sight in front of him. Phantom rocking themself back and forth, whincing everytime their clit rubbed up against the sheets. Dew moved closer and eyed the little nub curiously. his gut twisted in pleasure as he realised there had been the smallest amount of growth. he had to bite his lip to supress the whine building in his throat. he wondered if it was just as sensitive as his was when it first started growing...

"Dew what're you doing down ther-OHHHH." Phantom's voiced cracked as they threw their head back and moaned. "OH DEW. HURTS. DEW-" the quintessence ghoul squirmed as Dew worked their sensitive clit between his thumb and forefinger.

"look at how desperate you are for me. look at how hard your dick is getting and ive barely touched it." Dew gasped as he pulled back to admire it some more.

"no Dew dont, no..." they whimpered and hid their blushing face in the crook of their elbow. "dont call it that."

"well what is it, then?" Dew tilted his head as Phantom out peaked from behind their arm.

"its- its a clit." Phantom stammered, almost reluctantly. "its not a dick."

Dew tutted and shook his head. "oh its a dick, sweetie. we all know it is. and now you're gonna fuck my mouth with it, mm?" The fire ghoul dipped down to capture the sensitive nub in his hot mouth. Phantom nearly screamed as Dew ran his forked tongue over the tip. as much as it hurt, they couldnt stop their hips from stuttering forward, urging his clit- dick into the wonderful heat of Dew's mouth, smearing their slick all down his chin.

it was too much. too many sensations all at once. pain and pleasure mixing in the most exquisite way. Phantom's body seized up as their orgasm hit them, a guttural moan ripping from his already sore throat. in their post-orgasm haze they could only just make out Dew coming off of their dick with a small pop and shuffling up to lay next to them.

Dew stroked Phantom's cheek, it could just be his imagination but the peach fuzz that was there was starting to grow just a little bit thicker. "good boy" he whispered and kissed their forehead. Phantom whimpered as their hips began to hump the air again.

#cw forcemasc #cw intox #cw dubcon #phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #sorry im such a freak fhsgfhjshfjr #i literally couldn't stop thinking about this dhsggdbfhhd

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zyn anon. again. lol

straight boy keeps joking that he got me addicted to his cock and he's pretty much right. i keep hooking up with him. its kind of cute, honestly. the first few times we hooked up he would apologize most of the time if he misgendered me, but now he doesn't. if anything he doubled down. i heard him bragging to his friends during a game about how he took a girls virginity in exchange for zyns, and "now shes over all the time". i don't think he knew i was awake either. i think he really likes that hes my first and only lol he's wo possessive about it

honestly i still get a little dysphoric over the whole thing but im getting more comfortable with the idea of legit becoming an actual girl for him. im doing more things to feminize myself around him and also in my day to day life. everything short of stopping T since thats kinda being used as primary birth control lol. which I know isnt foolproof. he wears condoms sometimes but pulls out the rest mostly.

but omg so maybe the third or forth time we had sex he finished in me after i begged him to (i wasn't thinking straight lmao) and fuuuckk it was so intense for the both of us. feeling him grind all the way in me as he came was incredible. he basically pinned me under him as he came, it was like he wanted to get as deep as he could. it did freak me out after though so now we're more careful but he wants me to go on birth control. he said hes gonna stop pulling out eventually, and birth control would be cheaper than daily plan B, and cheaper than a baby. im looking into getting an iud lmao. might even stop t after that. pregnancy scares me and i dont necessarily want to carry his baby after only fucking him for three weeks but god the idea is still really hot. he joked about baby trapping me yesterday and i had to pretend like it didn't make me soaked. its not even just a horny thought I get over after i cum anymore, becoming a girl for him is becoming more and more appealing

(Previously)

God, you're fucking cute, Anon. You don't necessarily want to have your nicotine "dealer's" baby after fucking him for a few weeks? A girl who wasn't made to be a breeding whore would put it in stronger terms - or at least not beg him for his cum in her unprotected pussy.

Still, as incredibly lame as your boyfriend's little drug empire is, I do have to commend him a little: he seems to know how to handle a girl like you. Just telling you that he's going to stop wearing a condom or pulling out, and letting you quiver and drip with the knowledge of what that would mean if you aren't careful, is both a good move and very funny. If you aren't going to get yourself knocked up, try out a hormonal IUD - I think it'd be good for you to get a little extra dose of female hormones, as you switch over to a new form of testosterone injections.

It's also really cute that you "still get a little dysphoric about the whole thing", because this is one of the clearest cases I've seen of a girl being desperate to be "persuaded" to "give up" her boy disguise. Come on, little lady. You showed him your pussy to be allowed to blow him for a discount, you spread your legs for the first time for him, and now a few weeks later you're only still on T because you can't stop yourself from taking his cum. You couldn't be throwing yourself at femininity much harder without putting on a pink floofy dress and batting your eyelashes at him.

Well, maybe that's up next. It's been a strong start, but you've still got room to grow. (And if you don't get that IUD quickly, you'll be growing sooner rather than later.)

#kink interactions #reorientation writing #reor: anon ask #ftm misgendering kink #ftm detransition kink #ftm girl #ftm breeding #reor: anon life story

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Love at First and Last Sight. (N. Seishiro)

001: Stupid Nintendo Switch.

Warnings ( for this chapter only!): slightly ooc Nagi?

In which Nagi was somehow happy to have you as his fake date! And you we're happy to have him as your last date.

꒷꒦⋆⑅˚₊┈ • ┈ ・ʚɞ ・ ┈ • ┈₊˚⑅⋆꒷꒦⋆⑅˚₊┈ • ┈ ・ʚɞ

Nagi, was just beside Reo, Reo watching Nagi play on his stupid nintendo switch just now with his eyebrows furrowing.

"You're always on that Nintendo switch of yours, you seriously haven't dated at least one person? Let alone having a crush?" Nagi shook his head while Reo sighs. When the first class ended, they just had a chat a bit, Reo asking if Nagi likes someone, he said no. Reo ask if he ever dated someone, he said no. Reo asking if he ever liked someone in his whole damn life, he still. Said. No. Its always like this daily. Every single morning at school for them, the first thing Nagi will put out is in fact, not a notebook and pen, instead his stupid Nintendo switch. While Nagi was busy playing with his Nintendo, Reo took it and Nagi reacted shock at first but when Reo put it in his bag, Nagi narrowed his eyes at him but then raising an eyebrow.

"Oi, what's wrong?" Nagi asks. "How 'bout we find you a date? Hmm?" Reo replied.

"Not interested." Nagi replied back as he tried to take back his Nintendo switch, reaching for Reo's bag but completely failing. "I'm not giving back your Nintendo switch if you don't start asking out someone."

And so he did.

He looked around for a few seconds, his eyes landing on you as if he was looking for you. At first, you heard their little chit-chat somehow, but you didn't care. you we're to busy chatting with your friend that you didn't notice him approaching you. You only noticed him when you heard the fast-paced steps towards you.

"Go out with me." Straightforward is all you have to say. There was a slight motivation on his eyes which was rare to see. As if you really catched his attention. Yet, with all this, you accept. After all, what could go wrong? He was just asking you for help. Who are you to decline with such a sweet heart of yours? Plus, its just for him to get back his stupid nintendo switch and you know you dont have much time. You both will get out of this sticky issue. At least, you will, and he's just gonna be free.

Class started and it continued as normally. Class ended but you realized, he didn't tell much about the date, huh.. just as you were about to approach him, you stopped on your tracks. Where was he?! He was already gone? You look around the classroom and outside, the cafeteria, the schoolgates, the hallway and you were starting to get exhausted. Even your breathing problems started attacking you, so you sat down the bench.

You were on school gates resting for a bit as you pant, out of breath from walking around the school looking for that tall lazy gamer boy. You saw some basketball players practicing at the basketball court and only then you realized that, that tall lazy gamer boy, must be on the soccer field to practice. Bingo! You stood up from your seat and went to the soccer field, when you came there, There he was practicing with his team, and Reo. They still were practicing so you waited for them to finish. While waiting, you sat down but you couldn't help but observe the way Nagi plays. He was lazy, you're pretty sure about that, so why does he look like a pro playing football?

Their practice finished after a while and he noticed you. Somehow, his eyes lit up when he saw you, as if he was getting the prize from a claw machine. His water bottle and some of his stuff was actually beside you, and you didn't notice, but before he gets any of that he spoke.

"What are you doing here?" Nagi asks while looking down at you on your seat. "Well you didn't really tell me much about the.. date. When is it exactly?"

"Right now. Let me just change." What. "Wait wait wait, are you serious? I'm only wearing my uniform right now!" You replied. "Go home and change if you want." Nagi answered. "Let's meet up at the bakery near the Mall, " He answered. Somehow to you, this was all starting to be suspicious. Somehow. "Hold it!" You grabbed on the hem of his shirt as you stand up. "Give context at least. Where. Time. and How." He sighs, and of course you already know why. "Mall. Arcade. 6:30 PM. Play. Eat. Be happy." He said. And only by that, your satisfied. "Then I'll see you later Miffy!" You said causing him to whip his head back. "Miffy?.." He said as he sneers slightly "Mhm, you look just like that character!" Nagi sighs once more "Whatever y'say, Hello Kitty." You we're shocked with his answer. More specifically you we're shocked with the nickname he gave you.

You came home to your house and decided to wear something decent. A pretty top with simple pants should be fine (honestly you should decide). And decided to glam yourself up. You brush your hair, fixed your face, put on some perfume and your all glam up and ready to go out to date. You stood up from where you were seating while glamming yourself up. You got your shoes and wore it and your out to go on a fake date.

You walked outside and you feel your breathing problems attacking again. You we're near the bakery now and you checked your bag for your meds incase if you did prepare it. You bought water from the bakery and went out the bakery as you drank your medicine. While you did, Nagi was already there waiting outside the bakery.

"Oh you're already here. Didnt know you we're inside the bakery." Nagi spoke. "I was just inside the bakery to buy some water." You said while walking out the bakery. "Lets go?" As you tilt your head, and he nods while taking your hand, didn't know Nagi even knew how to hold hands, but at least he did. His grip was firm and enought to pull you to the arcade, he was also kind of fast, or maybe its because of his long legs.

You both entered the arcade and your feet was definitely hurting from all that walking. You didn't notice he let goes of your hand to buy tokens at the register counter, it wasn't much but enough. You thanked the registrant then now it was your turn to pull Nagi's hand. You eventually found the basketball game and decided to play it. It was available for multi-players so you and Nagi played. Most of the shoots we're all his and barely of them was yours! Hah.

After that the both of you decided to find more games on the arcade and you found a PvP player. "Hey Nagi, wanna make a bet?" You said while looking at him and he looks at you while tilting his head, raising an eyebrow. "If i win, you buy me cotton candy!" You said sheepishly. "And if i win?" Nagi answers. "Hmmm, you choose." It was kind of suprising, you can see Nagi making at least an effort of think of one. "You do whatever i want." You stare at him while raising an eyebrow. "Which is?.." Nagi thinks about it again. "I dunno. I'll think about it later. 's a hassle." And suprisingly.... You lost. What did you expect? It was Nagi. Nagi. Seishiro. So i guess you weren't much in shock.

"How do you even learn... things if you're so lazy?" You ask out of curiousity. "Dunno. I just do." He answered as you sigh standing up ftom the PvP game. "One last game? Before we eat?" Nagi sighed but nodded as he stood up. You immediately found a game you kind of wanted to try. A claw machine. With some Hello Kitty plushed animals. You put your last batch of tokens and played the game. You we're about to press the button but before you did, you feel Nagi's chest softly press behind you and controlled your hand on the joystick on top of the machine.

"It's too far, put it on the right a little.." he says while controlling your hand. Once the claw was in position, Nagi pressed the back of your hand that was on top of the button and suprisingly, you got it! "That was so close, thanks Nagi!" You said as he gets away from you a little and you went to get the Hello Kitty plush. "Here, you should have it, i wouldn't have gotten it if it wasn't for you." You said, handing out to him the little Hello Kitty plush. And suprisingly he took it. Held it in his one hand and spoke "Since this is Hello Kitty, I'll take it." He answered, then you tilt your head. "You like Hello Kitty? Didn't know you we're Hello Kitty fan." You said as you giggle "No, I'm taking it because it reminds me of you." He said and this time, he's the one tilting his head. Your eyes widen as you heard his answer, it makes your heart slightly flutter and feel your cheeks heat up but you giggle. That's actually kind of cute.

"Soo, let's go eat? I'm kind of starving."

Before you both left the arcade, you both decided where to eat and went to the restaurant. You both got a table and went to your table and sat down. Both of you we're faced to eachother, so its impossible to not look directly at him. You both decided to order and when you both we're done, you couldn't help but think about the.. whole thing here. "Hey Nagi?" You called as he raised and eyebrow at you. "Why did you ask me out on a date?" Nagi thought deeply of it again, thinking for an answer, looking for the right words. "Reo told me to."

"Huh."

"Well, reo told me to just pick a date, so i picked you."

"Why me?" You ask.

You can see Nagi deeply and really think about it, but even Nagi knows to himself that he likes you. You caught his attention so easily. When he picked, he knew you were the perfect match for him and not for him as a fake date. He chose you for a reason, a reason that will he keep on his mind and one to be happy with.

As straightforward as Nagi can be, he was kind of nervous to say it out loud. There was a pang on his chest and it feels like a swirling mess on his stomach. "You.. just caught my attention."

Honestly, you we're very shock. You, the most simplest girl. Nothing too special. Not too famous yet you got chosen and you caught the attention of your school's little soccer star player. You felt your cheeks flush red again and you put a hand on it, slightly massaging it so the pink tint would go away but it soon did when your food arrived.

You ate your food and he ate his in silent, but the silent was nice and also.. kind of scary but you're okay with it.

You both got out of the restaurant and already paid the bill, somehow Nagi insisted on paying it and it was his treat so you just accept. You both we're almost at the exit until you stopped.

"This was was a nice date, Nagi. I really appreciated it." You spoke as you smile at him. Nagi can't ignore that little jumps and flips on his chest, he kind of enjoyed the date too. "Give me your number." Nagi spoke as straightforward as the same but you did give it to him. "Give me your phone then." He handed you his phone and you typed down your number. After you finished, you went to the camera, pointed it at Nagi with your other hand, on the side of the camera with a thumbs up. "Just incase if your friend asks for proof." You said while handing out his phone. You look through the exit and saw the line for taxis are starting to get long, so you'll just take the bus. You walk to the bus station and Nagi was still following you somehow. "Are you also taking the bus?" You ask and Nagi stops at his feet. "No.." he answers as you stop at your tracks as well, facing him. "Well, i should go now before the train leaves, i really liked this date and.. i hope this little date is enough for you to get your nintendo switch back." You said.

"I won." Nagi says.

"Hm?" You tilt your head to the side.

"I won the game. And i know what i want now." Now you start to remember what he means, the little pvp game!

"Oooh, you mean our bet. Okay, so what is it?" You ask.

"Lets continue.. this." Nagi simply said.

You know that this was all fake. You know that this was all for a stupid nintendo switch. You know that you only accepted this date because it'll be your last date. "If it helps you, then okay." You oblige. And somehow you see Nagis eyes lit up. Why? This was all fake right?.. The train came and it was slowing down a bit, before you will go inside the train you spoke to Nagi. "I'll see you at school tomorrow, Nagi." Waving at him and he wave back as you hop on the bus.

When Nagi came home, though he felt all giddy and he felt like he was in a daze even though it didn't look like it. He swore he never felt this warm feeling on his chest. He thought the best way to make things official was posting a date of you and him, so he did.

And as soon as he did, that little friend of his, messaged him already. As he sighs, he opened the notification and replied;

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