#cause that shit looked final as fuck. and everybody was in there lmao.

[arataka-reigen]

People who have understanding of League of Legends lore. Any ideas how the people of the council can survive Jinx's bomb?

#cause that shit looked final as fuck. and everybody was in there lmao. #viktor and jayce are characters in the game so??? they gotta survive right??? #but. how. #arcane #gi talks

[jeansplaytoy]

“Ain’t shit.” - c.springer

(part two here.)

part 1

when you and your toxic ass boyfriend, connie get into what seems to be your final argument.

mentions of cheating, cursing, n word being used, afrolatino/lightskin!connie ;), angst?, toxicity.

^y’all i have no idea why the words r bunched up if y’all see that. lmao

“don’t start wit’ that bullshit, y/n.” connie said, walking through the house while you followed him— with the bullshit.

“nah, because why everytime i go out, it’s another hoe screaming ‘bout how she fucked you whenever? you know what? i’m done wit’cho ass.” you followed him to the kitchen. it was exactly what it seemed too, everyday, another woman was talking to her friend about how connie did this and that to her, and you just wasn’t really having it.

“bro, what is you talkin’ bout? i ain’t fucked nobody since i been wit’ you.” he paused. “but you” he said, stopping by the sink and leaning on it, letting his head hang a little to huff at your words. “well that’s not what them hoes say.” you put your hands on your hips as you stood all the way across from him, on the other side of the island counter. one thing you weren’t gonna do, is let no man play you. ever. he can hit once and leave, but if a relationship comes into the picture then you take that shit seriously, and right now it seemed like his ass really didn’t care.

“you buggin.” he laughed to refrain his self from getting mad at you, but you were irking his nerves. like, for real. “oh i’m buggin’? connie, that’s what you always say when i catch you in a damn lie.” you tilt your head in a ‘wtf are you talking about’ way.

“so you gone listen to some random hoes on the street instead of me?” he crossed his arms. “yes, nigga cause’ you always doin’ something you ain’t got no business.” and that’s when you started walking over to him. his eyes followed you as he kept his attention on you. “now if i were to go around fucking on yo friends you’d be mad right?” you said before nudging his head. he rubbed the side of his head before looking at you.

“hell yeah i’d be mad, cus you always finding a way to piss me off when i don’t be doing shit to you. always believing what other females gotta say.” he shook his head before walking off. “man, stop acting like a bitch sometimes.” he mumbled under his breath while walking off.

you looked at him and narrowed your eyes. “what?”

it wasn’t like he was calling you a bitch, but that word being used in a sentence where he was referring to, and talking to you? no.

“chill out ma, you keepin’ up all that noise.” he said before sitting on the couch and propping his leg up. you stared at him for a minute before slowly nodding. “get the fuck out.” you pointed towards the door. he looked at you for a few seconds before laughing. “what?”

“i said, get out.” you repeated yourself.

connie looked at you again before his smile slowly dropped, but not into a sad face. this time, you really pissed him off. “ ‘t fuck?” he frowned. “oh, what? you don’t think i’m dead serious about what the fuck i’m saying?” you tilted your head. “since you wanna go with other bitches, go with em. go live with em. do whatever you want, we done.” you said before scoffing.

connie stared at you before standing up. “that’s yo problem. you believe everything everybody say. you too pretty to be acting this damn stupid.” he mumbled while standing in front of you. you looked towards the ground to avoid any further conversation with him.

“you think i wanna do this?” you asked. “hell yeah.” he said while tilting his head back a little. you looked up at him. “i hate yo ass. you make me sick.” you said before pushing him away from you and walking upstairs.

you weren’t being completely serious. you didn’t hate connie. but you hate how he acted everytime you got into an argument about another woman.

“how? cause you never did that crazy shit. you never went through my phone, asked about my female friends, if i even got any. but you tryna accuse me of cheating on you. ma, you know how dumb you sound?” he frowned while following you upstairs.

“connie just get out, for real.” you shook your head. “nah, what’s the problem? i thought you was all big.” he said while walking into your room where you sat on your bed. “leave me alone.” you exhaled. “and get out.”

he looked at you before nodding. “okay.” he said, grabbing only his charger as his phone was placed in his pocket. you looked at him. “get all yo’ shit, connie, you not coming back over here.” you frowned as you followed him back down the stairs. “connie, i’m so fuckin serious, get yo shit from upstairs.” you pointed behind you as you grabbed his arm to turn him around.

“i’ll come get my shit when i feel like it.” he mumbled before opening the door and slamming it behind him. you stared at it for a while before locking it and walking back over to your couch, sitting down.

“hoe.” you mumbled to yourself.

yes the theme changed!

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[elbdot]

just saw your opinions on the champs, So what's your opinions on the rivals you know?

I played all mainline games from Gen 6 to Gen 9 except for the Diamond/Pearl remakes, so we have the XY-Gang, Brendan, Hau, Gladion, the 3 Galar rivals and Nemona.

Obviously I am very biased and love Hau and Gladion the most out of the bunch, but when it comes to the ROLE of being an ACTUAL Rival, I'd say Nemona's the most competent out of the bunch. I like that she's already a Champion-class trainer when you start out and that she's just incredibly eager to watch you grow, sensing a worthy opponent in you. She's so obsessed with battles and your progress as a trainer that you can't tell if she's crushing on you or if she is just THAT obsessed with finally getting a rival on her skill-level.

Brendan I don't really have an opinion on, the XY-Gang I think we all agree on is the most forgettable set of rivals, but I don't hate them either. They're just there.

I know y'all gonna behead me for this but I'm not a huge fan of the Gen 8 rivals. Hop just makes me SAD. I wish they would've handled his story differently, because his decision to become a Professor in the end feels like a sad plan B rather than him actually discovering a PASSION for the profession, there was no build-up for it. He keeps losing battles and you feel sorry for him because YOU are the cause of him basically giving up his dream of becoming Champion. Him changing course to become a Professor doesn't feel like a happy conclusion and more like him having no other option but to give up his original goal.

Bede is a PIECE OF SHIT but in a GOOD WAY. But the most frustrating part about him is that he HAS an interesting story going on - but you're just not a part of that. SWSH constantly manages to make you feel like an NPC. You are not involved in the conflicts of the characters. Bede fucks up all on his own and pays the price and you're just kind of a bystander. His story keeps unfolding OFF-SCREEN and we just get to see tiny scraps of it and it made me SO FREAKING FRUSTRATED, you're not really a part of his story so you don't even feel like you're his rival at all! And lastly...Marnie. OOF...here we go...I'M SO SORRY YOU GUYS, BUT- Marnie is probably the most boring rival out of them all. There's just nothing to her. I CANNOT for the life of me understand why people love her so much. I've seen arguments of her having a "great storyline" but that's like saying "oh I REALLY enjoyed THIS particular crumb of salted cracker" that is the entire storyline of SWSH. It's paperthin. It holds NO substance. She wants to bring attention to her hometown, good for her. But her ambition didn't grab me, her popularity ingame surrounding Team Yell didn't really make sense to me and her highlight of her arc is...cheering for you. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOW Not to mention her outfit is just as much of a clash of concepts as her character. It's like they couldn't make up their mind if she should be the next cute Lillie in a sweet pink dress or the next edgy Gladion in a leather jacket, so they did BOTH but WITHOUT IT ACTUALLY BEING REFLECTED IN HER PERSONALITY or it being INTERESTING SHE'S JUST CUTE-LOOKING AND THAT'S IT THERE I SAID IT

Oh my god everybody's gonna hate me SO MUCH for this opinion oH GOD - I've been holding these thoughts in for TOO LONG, I HAVE to let them out now Like NO OFFENSE to anyone liking her - SWSH definitely has some of the best character designs in terms of trainers and despite having almost NOTHING to offer story-wise, these designs still managed to carry the entire generation somehow, even with the majority of characters showing little to no personality due to the poor writing. I think people are just attached to an IDEA of what she COULD have been rather than what she actually is ingame.

And the same goes for me with Guzma tbh because I'm more attached to the version I made up rather than what is actually reflected in the game LMAO I took the crumbs I got and RAN WITH THEM

#CALLING MYSELF OUT TO WEAKEN THE BLOW #mod #reply #pokemon #pokemon swsh

[yae-energy]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ╰┈─✩ ˚ ‧ closet tour ! ‧ ˚

✧˖° synopsis : commonly worn items (or accessories) these characters may have .

✧˖° cast & crew : megumi fushiguro , maki zenin , yuji itadori , and yuta okkotsu .

.ᐟ content warnings : cursing , yuta lwk fighting for his life

⤑ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ authors note : new layout !!!! we finally ditched the old one cause it was def time for her to GO 😭. all pictures down below are just for visual aid :)

~

megumi <3 : friendship bracelets

he’s got so many of them, mf got one in every damn pattern and color you can think of. and he only has this many because one summer nobara got into bracelet making.

she convinced gojo to buy her a bunch of kits and she’s been a little busy bee since ! so now every time she shows up with a new bracelet megumi feels like he has to wear it— or at least this is what he claims whenever he gets asked about it.

he actually thinks it’s sweet she’s always giving him bracelets, he’s got one for almost every outfit so it’s always coordinating !

he even wears the matching one she made for him and yuji so the three of them are always matching.

~

maki <3 : hair clips / claw clips

she absolutely hated them at first ngl

the only reason she started wearing them was because gojo would alwayssssssssssss buy them for her ,,

like for no good reason either, literally just cause she’s a teenage girl and sometimes girls wear hair clips. he also said she could spruce up her style a little bit because she’s “bland” and maki didn’t take that well 😭

one day though, she actually wore one of the claw clips he got her because she had no more hair ties and everybody thought she looked so cute and it made her feel nice, so she kept wearing them. over time they grew on her more and more, so she’s always got in a cute lil hair clip now.

but if she sees gojo she will immediately rip that shit out.

she wouldn’t be caught dead in something gojo gave her LMAO,, he’ll get a big head about it and don’t nobody wanna hear that.

she loves her little accessories though <3

~

yuji <3 : the weirdest shirts imaginable

i don’t even know where to start tbh

like i can’t even tell you where he keeps find them become i literally don’t have a single clue,, but he’s always got one on.

it started as just a fun little thing where he’d where a silly shirt once and a while. but because he keeps find them he’s ALWAYS wearing one and they’re the most hilarious things ever, cause how are you finding these???

like bro will have on the most normal fit ever, but if he unzips his jacket or takes off his hoodie you get hit with them most random t-shirt ever 😭 and every time him, nobara, and megumi go anywhere they take a picture of him in his weird ass shirts.

they even made a little photo album of it for novelty purposes.

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yuta <3 : a plain white t-shirt

i’m sorry yall… but yuta is a victim of the plain white tee epidemic 😕 i hate to say it.

and he absolutely refuses to let it go too. like bro is the number one consumer of the plain white t-shirt,, LIKE LET IT GO PLEASEEEEE IM BEGGING.

panda and inumaki are SICK and TIRED, like he gets clowned for it on the daily but he literally does not give a single fuck. he’s gonna wear the white t-shirt and you cannot stop him. but because of this lifestyle choice, everyone has banned from making comments about anyone else’s style.

like if inumaki puts on some bullshit he can’t say anything 😭 and it eats him up inside cause he knows if they hear one PEEP from him, he’s getting cooked BADDDD.

and every single time he catches yuji in those weird ass shirts he gets heated 😭😭 cause how they let him get away with it but he cant wear his shirts???

all in all, he’s forever a white tee lover 😕 can’t shit be done about it.

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[cleostoohot]

3dolc x roe results part 2

if you don’t want to read all this i posted a much more straight to the point version my instagram. this is just more detailed.

ᥫ᭡ | PRETTIER VOICE

since i’ve been affirming my voice got way girlier. i had one of those kind of deep voices and i didn’t like it because people always said i don’t look how i sound. fuck that’s supposed to mean like huhh lmao. it also got softer and my accent isn’t as bold as it was before. i’ve been contemplating on if i want to get rid of my accent completely or not but I’m satisfied with how it is now.

ᥫ᭡ | ONE TONED BODY

as a melanin gyal, i had a lot of discoloration & hyperpigmentation on my body. especially on my knees, elbows, underarms, 🐈, etc. all that shit is gone now. i never seen my body so perfect like this, if only i had a man to show it off to lmaooo. now i can finally wear shorts without thinking everybody looking at my black ass knees 😅.

ᥫ᭡ | PRETTIER HANDS AND FEET

my fingers used to be a tiny bit curved but now they’re straight. also the wrinkles on my hands are also hardly noticeable. i never wanted to do boomerangs of my nails when i got them done cus of my hands but tuhhh my ig followers gone get tired of me, watch. and as for my feet they were already pretty before tbh. but the hard stop went a way so under my foot is completely smooth now.

ᥫ᭡ | BIGGER BUTT

this is my favorite! my butt got bigger and i got my desired shape too. i love the upside down heart shaped butts because they just look so damn nice. booty shorts gone be looking 10x better mm.

ᥫ᭡ | THICKER EYELASHES

i’m an eyelash puller and my eyelashes would fall out easy. i touch my eyes one time and boom, there go ma lash. since i’ve been affirming all the gaps are filled out which and it’s brings more attention to my eyes which is so flattering. someone even complimented them saying they look like boys eyelashes because we all know for some damn reason boys be having the most voluptuous eyelashes lol.

ᥫ᭡ | MAIN CHARACTER MOMENT

me and my sister went outside lateee last night and there were these fine ass boys riding motorcycles. one of them caught my eye though and man oh mannnnn he was something. wearing all black MM he knew what he was doing. anyways lmfao he asked me if i wanted to get on the back (he chose me out of allll the girls in the area) i guess to just spin around the block or something but my sister said if i did she would snitch to my mom lol. i guess cause he was older or because she’s scared of motorcycles idk but i didn’t end up riding.

ᥫ᭡ | LIGHTER BROWN EYES

i ended up taking this one off my list since i didn’t really like how it looked. i like having dark brown eyes i think they’re so sexy even though it’s very common. but i seen the difference after just an hour of affirming.

#law of assumption #manifesation #manifesting #neville goddard #success story

[taylorkellyreporting]

i hope no one minds if i liveblog this bitch: black panther: wakanda forever

good lord i’m already sobbing this whole funeral scene is touching my heart

where’s nakia?

the dora are so badass

shuri trying to act like she’s okay when she’s clearly still grieving :(

what the…

“if your muscle brains were present they would still be there choking on their fuzzy adornments” “you bald headed demon” TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE M’BAKU IS SO FUNNY ?!(&48*%#

“m’baku, what would you have us do?” “we should find the fish man and kill him” THE SILENCE AFTER HE SAID THAT FUCK

“so, when are we leaving so i can see my favorite colonizer?” i love shuri so much 😭😭

“you didn’t think to call?” “now why would i have your number?” pls okoye’s so funny

this isn’t at all important to the plot but shuri looks so fucking fine in that purple outfit and those shades leaning up against the car

okoye freaking out about the way she looks 😭😭

not it only taking me a fucking split second to start shipping shuri and riri fkgjvjdn their chemistry goes crazy

“aw shit, am i being recruited?” “no.” riri’s face pls she looked so embarrassed

THIS SHURI, RIRI AND OKOYE SCENE IS SO CHAOTIC I’M CRYING REAL TEARS

“YOU NEED TO BE CONSCIOUS OF THE WAY THAT YOU LOOK, WALKING AROUND HERE WITH ALL THAT ASH ON YOUR HEAD” ?&876$&*#<?£

“you got this!!!” “mm, with your heater” 😭😭

shuri, riri and okoye is a dangerous team up i’m obsessed with how badass they all are

OH SHIT RIRI????

i never wanna hear okoye scream shuri’s name like that ever again my God

DID THEY JUST KILL OKOYE???? WHAT THE FUCK

oh she isn’t dead okay i almost started sobbing

i thought okoye screaming shuri’s name the first time was bad but this time was so. much. worse.

MY GOD I NEVER THOUGHT RAMONDA WAS DIRECTING THAT SPEECH TO OKOYE I FEEL SICK

that scene broke my heart

NAKIA 🫶🏻

“it’s been six years since you left us” does that mean her and t’challa didn’t stay together after the first movie? cause i assumed they had gotten married. also her not going to the funeral explains why shuri kept ignoring her phone calls

“princess leia, belle from beauty and the beast, that white shit” 😭😭

whew that backstory was intense

“or you can wear a suit :D” lmao??

aside from the fact that namor literally kidnapped shuri, he’s a grown ass man who looks old enough to be her dad why would anyone ship them…

“he suffered in silence” God, i am not your strongest soldier

i’m sorry but namor is insane like he really thinks killing everyone’s gonna solve his problem? be calm.

“you said you wanted to burn the world, let us burn it together” uh i think the fuck not you trick ass bitch

“riri williams is a child prodigy who was running circles around all of her professors” tony stark’s daughter🫂

i don’t know who namor thinks he’s talking to like that??? if he don’t back tf up from ramonda

“the spy saves wakanda once again. the queen will reward her with lifetime banishment, i’m sure” m’baku is such an asshole skdjgjvjcns

“he was king and black panther to everyone. but to me…he was everything. my t’challa.”

WHAT THE SHIT

“you just hung up the queen.” “i just hung up on my mom. there’s a difference.” 😭

m’baku lifting up that person and throwing them around like a rag doll shouldn’t have been so hot

if m’baku dies…🔪

wakanda’s the most powerful country in the world and they’re being taken down by fucking fish?

FUCK NAMOR AND FUCK THE WRITERS THIS IS SO SICK

they’ve taken everything from shuri man what the hell

how can you kill off angela bassett…

“so now you have to hear from a child who scoffs at tradition” love this callback, hate the circumstance.

“i just buried the last person who truly knew me. my heart was buried with her” MOTHERFUCKER

seems like the writers decided that for the final part of this movie they’d just make everybody cry

shuri’s gonna put on that suit and it’s gonna break me for real

“so who taught you how to do all that you know?” “my big brother” GOD

is that motherfucking killmonger?!

not them making me laugh while simultaneously making me cry my eyes out

“can i get some of that, too?” 😭😭

shuri in the suit 🥹 t’challa would be so proud ☹️

“it is not what she would have wanted for you. it is not what i want” what if i cry????

“her dreams. her hopes for me…it doesn’t exist. it doesn’t matter.” my eyes are gonna be swollen by the end of this movie good lord

the way m’baku was looking at shuri after her outburst ☹️

“it will consume you.” “it already has.” this is not what i wanted for shuri i’m devastated.

“for the queen”

“that’s can’t be good.” you think?

OH MY GOD

they lost so many people ☹️

shuri fixing riri’s car oh they’re girlfriends

i’ve had enough of namor

“colonizer in chains…now i have seen everything” LMFAOOO I LOVE OKOYE SO MUCH

my God this moment of silence for t’challa/chadwick with these scenes of him…i’m a wreck. he’s so so missed.

HE HAS A SON OH MY GOD I’M SOBBING

no cause in bp 1 king t’chaka said “a man who has not prepared his children for his own death has failed as a father.” and nakia just said “your father, your baba, prepared us for his death, didn’t he?” i am a mess. t’challa was such a good man.

he’s so precious 🥹

“my name is prince t’challa, son of king t’challa”

this movie was such a beautiful tribute to chadwick and i absolutely love it 🫶🏻

#forgive me if any quotes aren’t exact dialogue the stream i used was low quality and it was hard to hear #wakanda forever lb #wakanda forever spoilers #bp:wf spoilers #t’challa #shuri #queen ramonda #riri williams #nakia black panther #okoye #m’baku #namor #everett ross #shuriri

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[coredrill]

perhaps my most insane collection of brvn thots yet

do we think lulu is from the moon. i think this for three reasons. one: when she told superbia she was going to ride him the moon was quite large and prominent in the shot. symbolism. two: when she got her fancy hairdo, she had two little buns that looked like moons. three: “lulu” could come from “luna” the same way it could come from the first syllable of smith’s name. why would she become spanish? don’t worry abt it. also if she’s from there then maybe the “final battle” which obari allegedly said would take place in an unexpected location will indeed be on the moon (pls dont ask for a source on this bc i don’t think i could find it again but it was one of the like. EARLY early interviews iirc. or it was just a rumor. this part of the post is a joke anyways LMAO). however this IS a super robot show so i feel like the moon in general is actually a more expected location for me than like. idk. cleveland

everyone pointing out the animation differences maybe indicating different timelines is so funny to me cause like. if it’s NOT intentional, the fans are putting together a list of fixes to make for the bluray on a silver platter LMAO. also god i hope we get a western bluray release, i honestly am considering getting the jp one if it somehow winds up w eng subs though just cause i know it’s such a long shot for CRUNCHYROLL of all motherfuckers to put one together 🥲 discotek ur our only hope………………

i keep thinking abt the like. pacing of the previous fight scenes being reused in ep9 in such a smart way…………like with smith/lulu v superbia - isami/bravern v cupiridas AND with smith/lulu v knuth - isami/bravern v pessimism/vanitas they kept doing the quick jumps between each of the two fights in a way that made it clear that isami and smith were in conversation even if they were doing completely different shit, and then bringing that completely to the forefront this ep while isami is asking smith why he died and at the same time smith is refusing to die bc of his promise with isami. BLEW MY FUCKIN MIND to see the pattern reused like that, i swear to GOD everyone talks about how fun and hype this show is but it’s so damn GOOD too 😭😭 and then after that the fuckin. symmetrical docking ass cut and then later the gattai which has been held off for SO long bc they are no longer separate conversations. JESUS

called my shots too early tho w smith not melting ppl’s minds in a kaworu manner where they convolute the story x1000 to try to make him seem straight 😭 congrats white boy, your days are numbered until ppl start saying you love isami like he’s your pet dog……….also in a related fashion the giant naked smith fanarts are taking me out LMAO

you can tell idk shit abt fuck when it comes to time travel fuckery cause i rly am just here like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ atp LMAO, the serious theorizing is GONE. i trust the show to finish out in a satisfying manner and also in a way that my pea brain can understand and i’m rly looking forward to savouring these last 3 episodes :] and then rewatching the whole thing from the beginning once the remaining twists have been revealed and i Know :3 like not to get way too sentimental w 3 whole episodes left but we are so lucky to be following this story in real time you guys 😭 like i’m just gonna put the same post i made back after episode ONE here cause it’s true but times a million with what we’ve seen so far, truly this is such a special experience to have and i’m so glad this show waited until i got into mecha to get made so that i could like. Understand it yknow. anyways good for january 14 2024 version of me, you are so excited andyet still have NO idea the kind of treat you are in for 😭

“lewis” jumpscare tho omg. i forgot it took me like a week to figure out what the hell was goin on with all the characters first and last names LMAO. anyways everybody go look at sumiisa sekiha love love tenkyouken right now i am no longer asking

#a: bravern #bravern spoilers #t.bbbb #i think u can rly tell i wrote this at 3am in an airport LMAO

[edoro]

been playing more Disco Elysium because no matter how bad i feel about work, i could not be as much of a fuckup as Harrier Dubois if i tried, so it really offers some much-needed perspective

anyway just got to the second day finally (yes it takes me 100 years to play video games, shhh lmao) and today i am thinking and talking with friends (hiii Vincent) about Evrart Clair

in spite of myself, i am quite fond of him, tbh. he’s a lot of fun.

and i think he’s really interesting because, well... and i mean granted i am only two days in, so, you know, this is a very uninformed opinion, but from what i’ve seen so far... he’s a slimy little skeeze who loves to line his own pockets, but he does also seem to have some pretty firm ideological convictions re: all the union stuff, and most importantly i think is that he puts his money where his mouth is, so to speak.

and like, is he necessarily a good leader, or someone i’d want to work with personally? no, lmao. the man is corrupt as hell. he’s slimy as a hagfish. but he gets shit done.

and i think honestly that Martinaise, in the position it’s in right now, needs someone like Evrart. like, Martinaise is a shithole. Martinaise looks like the revolution was six months ago, not multiple fucking decades. no one’s even fixed the bullet holes! the place is rotting. it’s been left to die, an orphan district that nobody wants to deal with.

whether or not the RCM as an institution is effective at solving problems, helping citizens, and keeping them safe - and whether or not the nature of policing is that it will inherently result in an order-keeping arm of the most conservative version of the government in power that will be used to keep the status quo through intimidation and violence and the use of the apparatus of the state carceral system against the populace, or if it truly CAN be about restorative justice and community maintenance - aside, they don’t even try with Martinaise. nobody wants to go there! everybody is too busy trying not to get stuck with the trash assignment to actually give a shit about the place.

so you end up with a lawless wasteland of poverty and ruin where people still live, and therefore there needs to be some degree of management of their community and resources. the RCM won’t step in, so the union fills that vacuum.

and clearly, like i said, Evrart is in this to line his own pockets and see to his own comfort. he’s corrupt. his union has a solid core of militant thugs who seem to want to fuck shit up and get away with it, and it’s a matter of whether or not he can hold their leashes and direct them one way or the other.

but like... he’s doing that. the union is the one actually doing the work here. Evrart is the one making the decisions and getting things done. and in a situation with a place like Martinaise, well, there’s really no way to run things without getting your hands dirty. the whole district is knee deep in the mud, so anyone who actually wants to be an effective leader has to be willing to flop down and wrestle in it, and Evrart is.

and frankly, i don’t think that martyrs make good leaders. someone willing to die and sacrifice anything for their ideological cause is going to feed themselves and everyone following them into a woodchipper. but the average person on the street doesn’t want to be fed into a woodchipper for the glory of The Cause, they just want to live their goddamn lives.

Evrart is not a man who is going to step into the woodchipper. he has a vested interest in keeping the area safe (for a certain definition of safety) and prosperous (for a certain definition of prosperity) because he’s tied his own comfort and wellbeing to it. the thing about a man who lines his pockets because he’s in charge is that there’s nothing to line them with if everything goes completely to shit.

so he’s the one actually in there doing the work. he’s the one actually making an effort. which i don’t think means he shouldn’t be critiqued at all, lmao, There Are Many Problems With His Character Actions Behaviors And Approach, but i have to respect it, because nobody else is there doing it, and even his slimy, corrupt, bribe-laden, back alley dealing way of doing it is better than nobody doing anything at all other than sitting around jacking off over a copy of Das Kapital because no possible action is morally or ideologically pure enough to take.

#disco elysium #meta #also he's just very funny. love this fucked up guy he's such an asshole

[sayakxmi]

[Magi reread] Night 62: Alibaba's Answer

Weird magic shit

Weird fate shit

In the prev panel they were like "somebody inform the banker", and I didn't think much abt it originally, but knowing that Al-Thamen magicians communicate between each other it kinda made me wonder if he just noticed Rukh going wild, or maybe he'd just go a brain text or whatever.

Crossroads of history, indeed. Alibaba and Kougyoku finally meet each other properly.

Kougyoku upon seeing 23rd. Lmao.

True

Kougyoku looks pretty here, but I also wanted to include Alibaba :>

The Banker betrayed you. Literally no one saw that coming

Ngl, I kinda respect that.

Gorgeous and scary.

Lol

I like that Sahbmad takes responsibility for not doing anything to stop 23rd until now. He might not be the direct cause of Balbadd's decline, but he's inaction sure af contributed to it.

Beautiful

YOU GO, BOY

Emperor Consort tho

Ok, but Kougyoku keeping her expression in check.

You'd do good, tbh, but I get where you're coming from.

The enemies to friends to lovers ever

Insane how far they've gone through since that point.

I love it for how ridiculous it is & respect Alibaba for keeping his face straight, I would've been too stressed to say something like that.

Her

This entire exchange is hilarious

Tfw your maybe (almost) husband maybe brother-in-law it's still kinda undecided tells you there will be no king at all.

;;;

I just LOVE him losing fucking patience with 23rd. Like, bro, you were dethroned, you fucked up this entire country, stfu.

But also DAMN it's not the kind of expression you see on Alibaba's face often. He's usually pretty good at staying calm or gets righfully angry about something (eg. Hakuryuu's bs), but here? Nah, he's juts done with 23rd's bs.

I didn't realize how much I needed more annoyed Alibaba in my life.

The world will tell you no, sadly

I love him

Ok, but one thing I keep forgetting to comment on. It makes sense for Alibaba to come up with this sort of idea. Alibaba was ALWAYS an out-of-the-box thinker! That's what these tunnels were about. Instead of running the mountain like everybody else, he took a different approach - and succeeded!

I think it's one of the things that differ him from somebody like Sinbad, for example. Sinbad may be unorthodox in his approach, but it's not exactly the same. It's difficult for me to put in into words, but what happens here is a good example. The only way he thought Balbadd could've been helped was to make Alibaba a King, and support him as the Seven Seas Alliance. He doesn't consider any other possible ways of dealing with this crisis - it's that or a failure, the end. He sees the world in 0s and 1s, from the place of believing himself to always be the one who knows best, while Alibaba considers all the other perspectives as equally valuable, and finds a solution thanks to them all.

#saya's magi reread #alibaba saluja #sinbad

[one-hell-of-otaku-is-here]

Evangelion 3.0 You can (not) redo be like... (my unfiltered reaction to the movie)

I am only cca 10 min in and I am already crying

WTF HAPPENED TO EVERYONE (but Kaworu bless his soul) I DONT LIKE THIS "GLOW UP"

This is some post post Apocalypse shit and NOBODY gives a shit for a boy who kind of scaed ur asses before and slept for like a long time and is confused af. Liek literally nobody like pm they are under an attack bit it looks like everybody blames Shinji for previous event (at least new guys) like ok without Kaworu everyone would be dead but who was supposed to know Adam and Lilith would fuse like this???

"Don't do anything" BRO MISATO-SAN???? AS INFJ (who's kind of similar to INFP's Shinji) that cold stare and words hurt me deeply

I can't believe I am saying this but I kind of liked anime series abs The end of EVA better than this

They even call my boy by some number as if he was some object. Excuse me he's treated as a criminal even though he technically didn't want to be and wanted to save everyone I AM SO MAD

Fine so we are getting our info...

Ya as I thought... 14 years passed... hahahha ofc they'd be a little mad but this is overdoing it... basically he'd die if he got too emotional lol (I wanna die and we didn't even get to Kaworu at this point he HAS to give my boi happiness)

Most depressing NGE arc... is 3.0

REI REI REI

KAWORU ON PIANO

And ofc Gendou is as same as ever lmao (this impact conversed him back to how he was in anime series Ig)

I wonder if NERV is still going to do Human instrumentality project Ig its kind of gives off these vibes (later I was right this didn't change ge anything for Gendou just made him even colder like he was written before)

OK so this Rei is different altogether from all pheromones versions. She's truly like a robot only following Gendou's orders

I feel so bad for Shinji.... rn he only has Kaworu who's obesssed with him obv but tbh at his position I'd take any friends I could get

My so long awaited gay moments I was waiting for are finally here - and the reason why I am still watching (ok that's a lie rn I do want to know how it ends)

"I was born to meet you= I love you" is making me swoon all over again

Well fuck Ig that answers what happened to everyone (the fact that freaking angel.had to show it to Mc is even more depressing)

Sometimes doing the right thing can cause massive destruction- a novel written by 3.0's Ikari Shinji

There is always hope - Big apause to the best character in this show I don't care what you think this is what we needed to hear

Fyutsuki trying to do right thing by talking to Shinji while giving us his lore lol (he should have done that sooner) but this will break him

OK so now that Shinji knows he didn't save this Rei he can't find excuse for tragedy he indirectly caused(and for which he shouldn't be blamed for remember SEELE is abs amwsyeb be the main villain of NGE. But I do understand bitterness of others)... so he's slowly losing his mind

HES TAKING HIS COLLAR ?it's scene I saw before when I spo8led myself) afabatvayzvahFga I can't be ever normal about Kawoshin

They're piloting together hahaha (Ig soon we'll see THE tragedy)

Bruh this looks bad (and yk it's bad when Kaworu is nervous)

Gadouh planned all this obv and now we're fucked (again) - but it's OK he'll be killed either way

Btw this is on side note: but I find Makinami kind of annoying in this movie - she's basically being little brat and too relaxed unlike Asuka who's in his war mode 24/7 and it irks me in bad way with that said

How did Kaworu not see this happening is beyond me

We're fighting new Adam Ig (I can't wait to watch theory on this so I'd understand all this better I feel like you're constantly confused how these angel awakening work)

Is there even anyone left to kill aside from WILLIE and what's left of NERV?? This is the second craziest shit I have seen after The end of NGE because ofc nobody can top that

Lololol

RIP Kaworu - we seen it coming but his last words>>>> dw your resting place will be entirety of the old world (this quote from Genshin is fitting for him rn)

Fourth impact averted at great cost fuck this was amazing

THAT ENDING SOMG ;-;-;-;;-;-;-;-;-; AGRESSIVELY ADDED TO MY SPOTIFY LIST

And so...

Bravo Anno you created a masterpiece that you always wanted. Now I can rest in peace before I watch Thrice upon time

#evangelion #neon genesis evangelion #evangelion 3.33 #evangelion you cannot redo

[familiaanteomnia]

(sibling brain rot per usual lmao) It was some stupid business party, which Nathan of course wanted nothing to do with and didn’t think Xav tagging along for moral support was all that reassuring. Okay, maybe a little but the risk of that trouble making spark setting fire sure existed. Not even just metaphorically; Xav would probably commit harmless arson if felt like it was needed. Thankfully his twin mostly went to raid the refreshments; specially beelining right for dessert selection. Getting slightly distracted by small talk with some adult whose name failed him. Plus an obvious whirlwind girl who was trying to be flirty but Nathan just acted really interested in the sports small talk instead. In that time Xav was trying to have an absurd amount of sweets. Was the usual nonsense; except some whirlwind girl kept trying to flirt with him. At one point this led to completely losing track of his twin. Eventually was able to go try locate wherever the other had gone. Ideally without leaving an wake of causing scenes in the process. Locating him with some other guy smoking in some side stairway. Both were laughing, at some joke that had just been made about both being bi. “Oh shit.” Causing Xav to also startle; meanwhile Nathan leaned against the wall while crossing his arms. Watching his twin stretch out his legs clearly trying to figure out if was genuinely annoyed or not. Several long quiet moments later did he finally speak up after breathing smoke out. “Hi! Why do you look so serious?” “Probably because I got stuck being flirted at by a girl and you vanished. Which if you arranged it or just ditched me that’s not cool.” “I had no idea, upon raiding the dessert table my thoughts were namely on how many cookies I could take and then bumped into this guy otherwise I’d have spared you.” Nathan could tell it was clearly genuine so just sighed; running fingers through his hair. “Pretty sure it’s rather risky to smoke up, unless you’ve magically got all your cover ups on hand.” Nathan finally took in that it likely wasn’t the case; annoyance abandoned for taking in trouble levels and older sibling instinct. “Uhhh nooo but I mean not likely to be noticed? Plus I do have a little bit to aide in the matter possibly...” The other guy was quiet, just continued smoking while clearly worried about if was going to be sold out or anything of the sort. “Dude, terrible logic.” Thinking about it he now, probably had some of the smell starting to become one with his clothes. Even at the distance and remarkable staircase airflow. Sighing as tried thinking for some solution to prevent any problems. When the still nameless guy spoke up, “I mean, we could just bail don’t know if your parents or what have you could easily be swayed by a little story telling but there is options.” “And you’re offering because?” Was being a bit too nice, in Nathan’s eyes and that of course was met with no real information or any basis of trust. “I’d like my new friend to not get eaten alive for getting high? Which is kind of my fault and also fun plus I want an excuse to go home.” “Fine.” --------- Xav had made his way for the bathrooms, wanted to loosen up the tie around his neck and relax some. Escape away from conversations that made him so badly want to cause a scene. At his fifth picturing of stepping up on some expensive furniture to shout out everybody was no more than a crumb in the universe so get off their stupid high fucking horses. Politely excused himself. Bumping into an girl who looked really upset. Her immediate apologizing; which he met with his own apology. “What’s your woe?” This was met with her clearly trying to shake the emotion off. “It’s okay, hey I’m here because this whole thing is god awful.” This was met with an little, cautious giggle. “At least you could sit.” Gesturing at her dress, “It’s kind of heavy, standing is actually getting painful.” So without too much consideration, his brain thought of how to make this random girl’s night less shitty. “My suit would probably fit you, we could swap.” Quiet consideration; probably wondering if he was serious and thinking it over while he wasn’t. “Deal!” Some changing, swapping of phone numbers and her vanishing back off to the party alter. Xav found a quiet sitting room, ungracefully plopping down onto a couch. Lighting up an cigarette; absently killing time on his phone while texting her a little compliment for the sneakers she’d been wearing. Rebellious. Sure his boots were good, but he’d toned it down as they were very visible. The dress had entirely hidden hers. Having just accepted would be wearing the dress probably home. Arrange some return situation; as per planned hence the swapping of numbers. It was a really cool dress, honestly he probably looked badass in it. Suddenly the doors open, well that was a problem. Until saw who it was and they immediately closed. “Huh.” Nate seeming to try processing the situation; so the noise didn’t come across judgy. “So- Dad’s ready to go home early shockingly and you are.... Probably even less inclined to polite farewells now.” His nose wrinkled briefly at likely the stench of the room overall, rather potent and hard to describe. “Cool, I will happily meet you in the car tell him it turned into an dizzy spell and uh yeah an girl’s feet were hurting from how impossible sitting in this is so we swapped...” “Ahh; how noble see you in hopefully less than an half hour.” Xav tossed a peace sign up and stuck his tongue out to which he got flipped off. Once the footfall outside got distant immediately heading for the nearby side exit. -------- “I made one of my late night impulse purchases again.” Nathan lowered his camera; the random jump start into the topic usually meant bad news but it could also just mean he was getting warned about one of those oh yeah I bought like fifty custom keychains with butts engraved from some small business this is your warning. “I’m sure the bank loves your purchase history.” “Oh that’s obvious, but I digress how would you take the news of me gifting it your way?” Not another p.illow pets situation, please not any other horrific images of too tightly compressed stuffed animals flooding out of an box. “I’d be thankful, depending on the purchase.” Was true, though of course many reasons to be cautious with this topic specifically. Lifting his camera back up to try photographing a bee flying around. “Cool, cool so uh old photographs.” Looking over at his twin, “An real accident or did you just buy something you knew I’d find cool?” “Yes, to be fair I was hunting for cool old stuff and didn’t intend to happen upon them.” Xav shyly covered his hands over with jacket sleeves, balling it up. “And uh I dunno you can call dibs; there is a fair amount of gay photos in the group.” Nathan were it anybody else probably would’ve slightly rolled his eyes about the behavior. Yet he knew the why and understood rather well it was an self protective type of thing. “Old stuff, how vague of you.” Grinning as it was met with a glare. “Given there is no way I could reject the offering, sure I’ll take some if only to save them from you.” “Hey! Rude.” Carefully knocking one of his shoes against Nathan’s. “But also cool, thank you.” “Yeah, yeah whatever.” --------- “Please tell me I don’t scream rich kid energy.” Nathan watched his twin collapse onto the couch, “That was a nice entrance, hi to you too.” Retrieving a bag of candy which he tossed gently towards his brother after opening it. Could tell it would be asked for if he hadn’t been ahead of the asking. “Also no, I don’t think so unless you were like buying somebody custom shoes when they so much as winked at you again.” Candy wrapper tossed towards him. “Gee thanks. Also in my defense she was like disarmingly smart and really beautiful.” He tossed the wrapper into the nearby trash bin before rubbing at his eyes. Grateful for the homework interruption even if it was chaos per usual. “Uh huh, didn’t she try setting you on fire?” “It was accidental! I startled her while she was burning old photos and some gasoline got splashed on me near the fire.” “Uh huh, you’re dodging explaining why the barging in and asking that of all things by the way.” Xav sighed as ate some more candy. “Somebody said I carry myself like a rich kid trying to be rebellious.” Nathan worked on closing up his textbooks, cleaning up his bed thinking of what to say. Tricky territory for the both of them. Rough subject. “So, they were talking shit but you genuinely rebel with good cause- well most of the time and you’re even more tactical by how you spend than like any of those sorts it implies.” Reaching over to steal a piece of candy from the bag. “I’ve seen you take plenty of time to make sure what you were buying, wasn’t art theft where lots of other people wouldn’t think to do so.” Eating the piece of chocolate as looked at his twin who seemed to be very carefully weighing the words. Likely trying to believe the genuine nature of them.  “I guess. Ugh it’s just so weird sometimes and I really hate that type of shit talking about me.” “Could be worst, but yeah it sucks on the bright side you are insufferable on your own merit.” “Wow thanks, how noble of you to say so.” Took all his restraint to not giggle while saying it meanwhile Nathan fully noticed. Getting up to dramatically bow which did in fact launch Xav into giggling, which set Nathan off laughing as well.

#long post cw #brotp: prescott boys #smoking cw #(i kept forgetting to post this tbh as i had like countless Thoughts per usual whoops lol) #(but here is some antics)

[hopiiiie]

Oml, I read your other fics and- *chefs kiss* Would it be possible to make one w/ Sukuna? Just breaking the absolute brat--

what brats get

warnings: sugarbaby!sukuna, sub!sukuna, dom!reader, fem!reader, finger fucking in a bathroom, a lil bit of mommykink

word count: 4.5k

summary: Sukuna, your sugar baby, thought it’s a great idea to act like a brat but when he felt your fingers down his throat, he knew he shouldn’t have.

note: i think i have a thing with hands and fingers. i remember liking a person back in highschool just bc of their hands lmao

i don’t know how this reached 4.5k words. i had a hard time writing this. i did so many drafts, i kept getting stuck at the intro and at how this should go. also experienced writer’s block tf. did some editing for this but if something’s wrong, don’t hesitate to tell me!

I WON’T BE PUTTING SUGAR BABY IN THE TAGS BC I KEEP RECEIVING REPLIES FROM SUGAR DADDIES. I DON’T WANT ONE THANKS.

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Sukuna is a whore.

No, he doesn't fuck for money. He fucks for your undivided attention, and yes, maybe for Gucci and Louis Vuitton too. Before becoming your sole sugar baby, both of you established limitations and boundaries written in a contract. He receives designer clothes, expensive automobiles, and every material need he had in exchange for his company. Sometimes, when you felt like it, for his sensual and intimate services too.

This time, however, he's your partner at a dinner party. As much as you like indulging yourself in suits and skintight dresses, you despise interacting with self-centered, obnoxious pieces of shit, also called rich people. Sure, you're loaded as well, but you don't shove it in other people's faces. In short, you don't brag about your hard work to intimidate and belittle people who actually work for their money.

"Remember what I said in the car?"

You gripped Sukuna's arm while you smiled and waved at your peers whenever you caught their eyes.

Sukuna rolled his eyes. "What? You think I'm stupid?"

You grit your teeth. You're already annoyed at being invited—no, summoned is the right word—at this superficial party. Everyone's kissing everyone's cheeks, but they're all probably thinking, I hate kissing this ass, go die. But appearances matter for them, and because you're there, it matters to you too.

"Don't give me that attitude. I don't want to hear you drowning in alcohol later and how I couldn't keep my boy away from a bitch's tongue, especially from these moneybags."

Sukuna merely smirked, arrogance evident in his face.

"Don't worry, mommy," he purred, putting emphasis on his chosen term of endearment. "I'll make sure not to let them see."

You stopped walking, causing him to bump into you. He glared, but you leaned into him and held his jaw in place. "No, darling." You kissed him hard in the mouth, uncaring if every rich people in the room watched you, uncaring if your teeth clashed against his, uncaring if that kind of kiss would elicit disapproving looks from some.

In that space, at that moment, you're already marking him, showing everybody who he belonged to. Sukuna opened his mouth to lick your lower lip, but you gripped his face harder, making him whine softly in your mouth. When you pushed him off your lips, Sukuna's eyes were clouded with lust. "You should make sure I don't see."

.

.

Moments later, you're with your friends, listening to them talk about their trivial accomplishments. You laughed and smiled, congratulating them, but inside you're rolling your eyes. Nobody gives a shit about your company deal built on unsolicited sex, Karen. Talk to me once you finally got an honest business of your own. Get on my level.

Your reverie was interrupted by a sudden chorus of laughter behind you.

The dread you felt started behind your neck. Curiosity demanded that you look back, but somehow, your instinct screamed that you shouldn't. But the former won, and you glanced behind your back to see the only thing you don't want to lay your eyes upon tonight.

Sukuna was standing within a cluster of people who were cheering him on as he downed a bottle of wine. He wasn't drunk, that's for sure. His face wasn't flushed. But he indeed was acting like one. He kept raising the bottle while thrusting his hips in a way that made the girls around him squeal.

As if that wasn't enough, when he caught you looking, he winked and grabbed the nearest girl, to her absolute delight. He leaned in to kiss her, but her escort dragged her away from him.

"Wow, your date for tonight really knows how to party. Can't say I've seen one act like that in this space, though."

Your friends clapped your shoulder in admiration while some snickered at the look of disbelief on your face.

You were barely holding on to your rationality. You wanted to drag Sukuna from those people encouraging his actions, bend him over the nearest table, and spank his ass red. It didn't matter if he got humiliated because that's what he deserved right now. It was how he should be punished for disobeying you. But you hated sharing.

You knew what he was like. He was spoiled and arrogant, but he constantly desired to be with you, which meant obeying you. But this...the scene in front of you was like a big slap to the face. It was like he's broadcasting to all of these rich assholes that you, the most cunning and ruthless CEO, couldn't handle one boy. He might as well say, "Look at me, mommy! Look at how you have absolutely no control over me!"

Instead of going over to stop Sukuna, you stood in your place, face devoid of any emotion. He wanted to behave like this in front of many people, including your competitors? Fine. Let him have a taste of what is about to come.

You went back to the table and sat comfortably, taking a sip of the alcohol in your hand, ignoring the exchanging glances of your friends. But that didn't mean that you weren't aware of their smirks. "Friend" was not the term for them. They were more like vultures that wait for a sign of weakness, and then they swoop in for the kill. And this meant that you couldn't afford to lose face here. Not to them and definitely not to anyone.

"You won't stop him from making a fool of himself, y/n?"

And a fool of you is the unsaid part of the question.

You sighed, making a show by flicking your hair back. Nonchalantly, you caressed the rim of your glass, feigning interest in the glassware.

"No, in this room, he isn't the most stupid boy," you said, pointing your glass to the side of the room. The vultures followed and saw a boy shoving his throat to an overwhelmed girl. One of your so-called friends squeaked and excused herself, running towards the boy, but the damage was already done. The whispering started like a buzz.

"Well, you're right, I guess, but aren't you worried about the rumors?"

Rumors? About you? You chuckled. "Sweetheart, bitches who'd talk behind my back know better than to let me hear them."

Sukuna arrived at the perfect moment. He was grinning wide, smug with sweat adorned his forehead.

Oh, how much you wanted to wipe that look from his face. To teach him a lesson by shoving him down to the floor with your fingers in his ass. To humiliate him to your heart's content. But you're fucking possessive, and that sight was only for you.

The vultures around you waited for your reaction. Waited for you to burst a vein and shout. Too bad for them.

You stood, a smile gracing your face.

"Well, we both enjoyed ourselves at this party, haven't we?" you said, stroking his cheeks with the lightest touch. Sukuna's eyes closed for a second, savoring your gentleness. When your fingers reached the back of his head, they curled on his soft locks.

"Now, accompany me while I do some retouching, hmm?"

.

.

Your patience came to an end the moment he walked inside the bathroom. Checking for anyone inside and finding none, you pushed the lock in place.

Sukuna knew what he did. He was aware of the mood he put you through, but his grin was relentless. You didn't waste another second and pushed him to the nearest sink.

"So rough, mommy," he sneered, mocking you. "Wh—"

Whatever he was about to say was cut off when you slipped two fingers inside his mouth, the pad settling on his tongue. He jolted at the rough intrusion, eyes widening.

"You must've had fun, huh? You think you're tough shit for disobeying me? You think making me look like a fool is hilarious?" you hissed your questions with every venom you could muster.

Still, his eyes reflected the same heat, the same defiance. Your upper lip raised to form a snarl when he showed more retaliation by running his tongue on your digits, coating them with his saliva. He puffed his chest, arrogance swelling in his eyes. This was nothing, he thought. He got his head in your "little game." Your "punishment" was superficial and lacked severe bite. He wasn't thrown off! You got nothing on him—

His eyes bulged when you shoved your fingers down his throat. You watched as he gagged, choking on your fingers. His hands gripped yours, eyes tearing up as his breath was lost somewhere in between. His nails dig their way on your wrist, creating little crescents, but you didn't let go.

He watched you, searching for any signs of humor, and when he found none, he knew he fucked up. Maybe his joke went too far.

You watched him in return. You observed as his sense of rebellion gradually disappeared. Something else was replaced in his eyes.

This was the moment where the thin line between fear and arousal was concretized.

Your anger was genuine, and the punishment he was about to receive wasn't all going to be about a pup barking. You'll bite, and when you do, you'll bite hard enough to leave marks, to remind him of this night and his disobedience. Tonight, he was a brat, and you're determined to make him say sorry for it, something he never did.

Tonight, you'll break him to his core until nothing else is left but his undying desire and adoration for you.

Losing the battle, Sukuna whimpered and slumped on the sink behind him. His face was turning red as his lungs became empty of oxygen.

"Pweaashh," he managed to babble; words nothing but unintelligible sounds.

You tilted your head, a patronizing look on your face. You pouted and pulled your fingers to let him breathe.

The moment your fingers left his mouth, Sukuna gasped and coughed violently, bending down to catch his breath. His body convulsed as his lungs desperately and hungrily took in air. Sukuna's coughing and heavy breathing echoed throughout the bathroom.

When his breathing became steady, you grasped the locks of his hair and pulled him up to you. Crimson eyes stared back at you.

"What was that, darling? I can't hear you over my fingers fucking your mouth stupid."

With that, you thrust your fingers back in. Sukuna pulled back, but you held the back of his head in place with your other hand.

You plunge your fingers in and out slowly, making steady eye contact with him. When Sukuna got used to the pace, he started bobbing his head, taking in your fingers and coating them in his drool.

"That's it, darling," you cooed. "You're already taking my fingers so well in your mouth."

You rewarded him by nuzzling your face to his neck, kissing your way up to his ear, feeling him shiver against your body. Your teeth grazed at his earlobes as you whispered, "You fucking pervert."

His breath hitched. Sukuna stopped sucking your fingers as the hand on the back of his neck slid down past his hard nipple to the bulge in his pants.

"This is supposed to be a punishment, Sukuna, but you're fucking hard."

Sukuna moaned, the sound muffled by the fingers in his mouth as you palmed him through his pants.

"I bet you could cum just from this, you brat," you snarled right at his ear, "make a mess of your favorite luxurious pants, dirty the Gucci fabric like you did yourself tonight, right? But do you think you deserve to? After the stunt you pulled?"

You were met with silence, heightening your anger.

"Answer me," you growled under your breath.

Sukuna cried out when you tightened your hold on his cock. His answer was incomprehensible, but by the shake of his head, you could guess he opted for no.

"That's right, you don't. So do not cum."

With that, you stroked him through his dress pants. As you felt him throb in your hands, Sukuna started to suck your fingers again. He stared into your eyes, reminding you of his antics earlier, and you gritted your teeth, forcing yourself to focus on what you're about to do.

You were going to break him, not hurt him, which was why your mind should be in its proper state.

You pulled your fingers off from his mouth, creating a string of drool to latch from his mouth to your digits.

He whined from the loss but quickly groaned when your lips replaced them. His eyes fluttered shut, followed by yours as he moaned into your mouth.

Sukuna took no time to play and went straight to work. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, which you took in, tasting him, feeling him, grounding him to place.

Your kiss was different. It wasn't gentle nor soft; it was demanding and hard. It was all tongue, teeth, and lips, and you let yourself get lost in the process.

For a minute, you kissed him without anger but with scorching desire.

The hand, wet with his saliva, found its way to his jaw, pulling him more to you.

He kissed you with the same ferocity, stimulating your tongue and mouth. Sukuna tilted his head more, taking you in, focusing on the pleasure that came from your kiss. All the while, your hand continued touching and groping his leaking cock.

Piercing moans traveled through the closed space, and when Sukuna broke off the kiss to breathe, you started kissing the corner of his lips, to his jaw and neck.

"Oh, y/n, you make me feel so good," he groaned as he bared his neck more to you.

The action sent heat between your thighs, and you want nothing more but to put him on his knees and grind against his mouth. And while showing more of his neck an innocent action, to you, it portrayed him yielding. Giving you space to work. Showing vulnerability. You stiffened the growl threatening to escape from your throat. The idea of ruining the boy before you was overwhelming, but when he sighed in pleasure, you were brought back to your aim—make him wish he didn't act like a brat.

You bit the one spot on his neck that you knew would send him over the edge and sucked hard. He gasped harshly, jerking his hips to your hand and grabbing your shoulder to prevent himself from falling on his knees.

"Y/n!"

You felt the crotch of his pants became wet.

Ah, he came, just like that, you thought.

As much as you found it endearing, he still disobeyed you. Again.

You clicked your tongue and, without a second thought, turned his whole body that his back was against your chest.

The both of you stared at the mirror on the sink.

Sukuna took in the desperate look in his eyes, his uneven breathing, his drooling mouth, and the wet spot on the crotch of his pants. He unashamedly groaned, holding himself steady by clutching the sink hard. Instinctively, he found himself grinding against your crotch.

You smirked, eyes flashing on the mirror's reflection.

Yeah, pegging him would usually cause that.

But you weren't graced with your strap-on. The thought of bringing it never occurred to you tonight, just like you never thought that you'd be fucking Sukuna in someone else's bathroom.

The lack of the toy wouldn't stop you, though.

"Darling, have you cleaned yourself today?"

It took a few seconds before your question reached his dazed state.

"H-huh? Uh, yeah, took a bath, if that's what you're asking."

You chuckled, kissing the back of his head.

"Not what I meant," you whispered, groping his ass.

His breath hitched. "Oh."

You waited for his answer, for his approval, for him to say—

"Yes," he whispered, staring at you in the mirror and watching as your smile widened into a full grin. You bared your teeth like a fucking animal ready to devour her prey.

With a sudden cry, you shoved Sukuna down to the sink. His chest hit the cold marble while his ass stuck out perfectly for you.

This was where he belonged, bending over for you, presenting himself while shyly looking back at you in the mirror.

Your chest heaved as you took careful breaths, humming as you stroked his shoulder down to his ass, groping it.

Sukuna's blood ventured south, feeling his cock harden again in his pants. Your innocent act of touching his ass felt possessive, and it made him breathless. He clenched his teeth when he remembered the way you bit his neck. So controlling, and yet he loved every second of it.

He shifted his hips again, pushing back against your hold, moaning as you gripped his cheek hard.

When you pat him, Sukuna moved to take off his pants without having the need to be told to. His belt came away first, followed by his pants, and his chosen underwear for the night came into view: red, lace panties.

A sudden loud laugh from you made him jump, and he turned back to glare at you.

"Fuck, Sukuna," you bit your lip to stop another laugh from erupting. "Your ass looks so fucking fine in those. That all for me?"

He scoffed, rolling his eyes as he bent over again to the sink, hands gripping the sides. The truth was, it is. He planned to rile you up at the end of the dinner party and wore his favorite underwear because it never fails to get you in the mood. And now, seeing you caught up at the sight of his ass, he knew he chose the right one. But he'll be damned if he quickly gave into your hands. He would be putty at his own volition.

So he said, "Fuck no. This is for the girl earlier." He grinned, flashing his arrogant smile. "You saw her earlier, right? If that fucker didn't stop us, we'd be...well, fucking," he chuckled.

"Really, now? Well, can we look at the mirror to see what got that bitch excited earlier?"

Sukuna turned his back on you, focusing on himself in the mirror.

The drool that lingered at the corner of his mouth had long been dried. But the flush of his cheeks was still evident, and so fuck you for making him look like that with so little effort. Damn you and your fingers and tongue and lips and—

Cold fingers traveled lower on his back, and Sukuna already knew where they were going when you asked him a question earlier. And fuck, he could barely contain his excitement. He bit his lip, his heavy breathing stifled.

When your finger touched his hole, Sukuna buckled, and he would've fallen to the dirty bathroom floor if it wasn't for the strong arm around his waist.

"That good, darling? I've barely started."

Sukuna gritted his teeth and hissed, "Just hurry up!"

Your eyebrows scrunched at his tone, so you raised a hand and slapped it on his ass, making it jiggle. You took great pleasure as Sukuna yelped. The sound felt so dirty that his ears reddened, embarrassed that he reacted to a simple thing.

"Your mouth is just begging to be stuffed, huh?" Too bad you don't have your strap-on.

You reached forward, and he parted his lips, letting two fingers in. He sucked your digits with great ferocity, not giving a fuck about the slurping sounds he was making, not caring as you smirked behind him because he just proved you right. His mouth really did need something.

Within minutes, he was lost in it, kissing the tips and licking the length of your fingers. You had to grasp his hair and pull out to stop his obscene act.

You wasted no time as you spread him and slipped a finger in, noting how loose he was. Yeah, he definitely planned this night and was definitely prepared for this.

Sukuna moaned, arching his back. You took it slow even if he was ready, and your consideration, your kindness, was rewarded with him snarling and glaring at you in the mirror.

"Are you gonna fuck me or what? What are you so slow for? Do I look like I need this kind of soft shit right now? You fucking—"

You cut him off by adding another finger in.

"You ungrateful little brat," you spat.

You threw your little sense of gentleness out of the window and started to thrust your fingers.

"You disobeyed me out there in front of those people. You showed them my inability to rein a mere boy in. You made me look weak among those shitty bastards."

You paused, letting the words settle in, and then growled, "And now you have the audacity to order me around?"

By the lack of answer except for his sharp gasping, it seemed that words were no longer enough to reach a brat like Sukuna, so while your hand fucked his ass, the other gripped the back of his head and pushed down.

He grunted and stuck his ass out.

Sukuna was burning. He could feel your fingers inside him, curling and finding that one spot that never fails to make him mewl like a cat. The stinging pain whenever you pull his hair, the squelching sound of your fingers fucking him, his constant moans and grunts, they all made him so dirty.

"Look at me."

Sukuna obeyed and turned his head to glance at you and what he saw made him clench his jaw.

Your eyes gleamed dangerously, dilated and deep, and he felt like drowning in that void. Your cheeks were flushed, and your lips red from your own biting.

Sukuna felt so dirty, like this was something that he shouldn't be doing, but, fuck, the pressure of your hand and eyes made him burn. And need. And ache. He'd prefer becoming prey in front of you, like a helpless deer before a starved lion. It was stupid of him to think that because when accompanied by the predatory look on your face, he let out a pathetic whimper.

"You're dripping on the floor, darling," you cooed, eyeing the precum pooling beneath him.

Dirty. Everything about this was dirty.

Sukuna deserved more than this. He deserved to be fucked in a room with romantic candles and flower petals. He deserved to be pressed against a soft mattress with multiple pillows.

Instead, he was being fingerfucked in someone else's bathroom. He was pressed against a cold, dirty sink, forced to look at himself in the mirror with eyes half-closed with desire. You were degrading him while people partied outside, unaware of what was happening inside an innocent-looking room.

It should've made him disgusted and humiliated, but he moaned loud, uncaring if he was heard outside because this was him being put back to place. Being fucked back in place.

And when your fingers finally found his prostrate, his toes curled, his eyes squeezed shut, and he mewled, arching his back. You continued prodding that bundle of nerves, and Sukuna felt the tightness in his abdomen. He forced his eyes open, stared into your eyes, and his panting began.

"You wanna come, darling?"

He wanted him to say yes, to plead for his release, to give up his small grasp on control, but he gritted his teeth. He will come when you see him fit to come. He wouldn't plead, wouldn't beg because he didn't deserve your mercy.

And he knew that. He knew it from the look in your eyes, from the fingers sliding in and out of him, pressing his prostrate repeatedly. This was his punishment.

But he could feel it in him, his impending orgasm, and he couldn't hold it in anymore, no matter how much he gritted his teeth, so he whimpered, "Yes, yes, 'm come."

It was his mistake. From the very beginning, his attitude and his actions from earlier were his faults. And when your fingers pulled out, he couldn't stop the sob escaping his lips. He couldn't demand you to thrust back in and fuck him regardless if he hurt if he slumped against the bathroom sink. All because it was his fault he was in this position in the first place.

The pleasure was gone, and he felt empty. No fingers, no touch, no burn.

Sukuna could feel himself shaking and panting. The high of his arousal slowly disappearing even though he's hard and leaking. He looked down to see his cock red and weeping with precum.

You sucked your teeth, appreciating the sight before you.

Sukuna slowly turned to face you. His demeanor completely changed. His eyes remained on the floor as he panted. So cute and so submissive.

You leaned in towards him and gently caressed his warm cheeks. Lovingly, as much as you can, pouring every bit of adoration you had for him.

"You've been a very bad boy, Sukuna," you mumbled close to his lips. "Aren't you supposed to say something to me?"

Sukuna closed his eyes. This was it. His chance to redeem the right to stand beside you. To go out there and get your pride back and to earn his release.

"I-I'm sorry," he whispered.

"Good," you snarled. "Once we go back in and you disrespect me again in front of everyone"—your eyes glinted, a promise unsaid—"I'll make sure to put you in your right place. And trust me, Sukuna, that would involve you being neglected for days."

Sukuna shakily exhaled, not noticing that he was holding back his breath. The thought of not cumming for days made him breathless.

With a huff, you let go of him.

"So behave, you brat."

Sukuna tucked his cock back into his pants, restraining the urge to just say fuck you and jerk in front of you. Instead, he fixed the collar of his shirt to hide the hickeys that started to form around his throat. After minutes of cleaning, the two of you went out without bothering to do so separately. And Sukuna thought it was your purpose because the moment the both of you walked under the blinding lights, people started staring and whispering.

He glanced at you, looking for signs that you're bothered but found none. In fact, you were smirking.

Ah, he thought. This was his punishment too. People knew what transpired inside the bathroom or something that came close to what really happened.

This party wasn't mandatory. You went here just for show. People need to see you walk among them, to be included in your prestige, which was why you could've ended the night and punished him at home. But where's the fun in that?

Everyone saw how he behaved in a place ruled by etiquette. And now, people also saw how you were able to secure the hand on his throat in just a few minutes of a bathroom voyage.

Sukuna bit his lip, barely stopping himself from moaning.

It took him making a fool of himself to receive fingerfucking. He should've done it a long time ago, especially if it included parading him like a pet, a boy, a sugar baby.

Yeah, along with designer clothes and costly wristwatches, he deserved this too.

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[babyboibucky]

The Match - Part 7

Pairing: CEO!Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 3.6k (woops the longest part yet)

Summary: You finally decide to lower your pride and talk things out with Bucky.

Warnings: SMUT IS BACK BABIES! Oral (f receiving), edging, orgasm denial, also lots of alcohol consumption, Bucky stalking you, annoying people I guess? Uhhh y’all might want to strangle me at the end lmfaooooo

A/N: I’m gonna be honest, every single time I update this I get nervous as fuck because what if this story starts to suck lmao but okay I just hope everyone’s still enjoying this story. Thank you for the continuous support like fuck??? People actually like reading my shit so I’m really flattered. Sending y’all sloppy kisses ‘cause I’m a hoe like that

The Match Masterlist || MAIN MASTERLIST

"Uhh you might want to slow down on the drinks."

Mark was right about the bar serving the best drinks. It was actually a Mexican-themed bar which also served Tex-Mex food. The drinks were so good that the main course hasn't even arrived yet and you were already on your third frozen margarita.

"Let me have this, Mark. It's been a pretty shitty week." you told him, finishing up your drink before asking the waiter for another round.

Mark watched you with a funny look on his face, the kind that was baffled at the way you were acting now. He probably thought you were all prim and proper, given your demeanor at the office. But with the way you were stuffing your mouth with chicken quesadillas, you were far from being the department head that everybody seemed to respect.

Stress eating. That was what you were doing, because holy shit did you get on Bucky's last nerve. With the message, no, more like warning, that he sent you earlier, you might as well have your last meal before your execution.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Mark carefully asked but there was a hint of amusement in his voice as he watched you eat.

You hummed, mouth full of food. "Totally okay. These quesadillas are the bomb, actually."

Mark laughed, "It's good that you're enjoying the food. I'll be honest, I really appreciate that you agreed to go on this date. I mean, if you even would like to call it that." he explained, much to your relief actually.

You swallowed your food and took a sip from your glass of water, "Thank you." you told him. "Well, this can be a date. A friendly one, of course." you awkwardly chuckled.

Mark nodded, "I don't want to pressure you into anything. I guess I got a little to enthusiastic earlier and I'm really sorry for that. It's just that...you're a really interesting person and you're cool." he admitted with a charming smile.

If Bucky was out of the picture, you would have actually swooned at Mark's charm. He wasn't so bad, he was tall and handsome. He oozed a certain charm, the nice guy kind of charm and any girl would really appreciate the honesty he was showing you now.

You smiled at him, "You're pretty cool too, Mark."

-

The friendly date was very fun, you definitely didn't expect to enjoy it to the point of forgetting about Bucky's warning. Mark was a nice guy, you realized. Bucky doesn't have to worry about him because it was never even your intention to make him jealous in the first place.

By the time the dessert was being served, you were bellowing from laughter. You literally had tears in your eyes from how hard Mark was making you laugh with his hilarious stories.

Little did you know that from someone else's point of view, you looked like you were having the time of your life with Mark. Your laughter, the ease you were exuding as the both of you talked-- it was very easy to misunderstand.

Especially if that point of view belonged to none other than Bucky, who was sitting silently inside his car that was parked right across the bar.

"Oh god, I can't breathe!" you exclaimed amid your laughter, leaning back against your seat.

Mark heaved out a shy, "That was really, really embarassing." he said timidly.

Mark's phone buzzed in the middle of the conversation, his face turning into a frown as he read the message.

"Hey, everything okay?" you worriedly asked.

"It's my younger sister. I'm needed back home." he explained with a sigh.

"Is everything okay?" you asked worriedly, holding Mark's arm to comfort him.

Mark nodded, "It's fine. It's just a little family emergency." he said before offering you an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, I can drop you off on the way home--"

"Hey, it's fine. You can go. I'll be fine. Your family needs you." you reassured with a smile.

Mark sighed, "I'll make it up to you next time." he said, fishing out a couple of bills from his wallet.

You walked out of the bar with Mark and bid goodbye, giving him a friendly hug before he slipped inside his car. As soon as Mark drove off, you headed back inside the bar and ordered a couple of shots because you badly needed to get Bucky off your mind.

-

Your head was pounding when you stirred awake, your throat burning and vision spinning as you opened your eyes. The light that greeted you made you hiss, pulling the covers over your head you tried to get back to your slumber.

Until you realized that the bed was soft, too soft to be your own. And when did you even own a duvet?

Slowly but surely, you sat up and looked around you, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. This was definitely not your room. Shit, did you sleep with Mark? Fuck no, you remembered him going home early due to a family emergency.

You squeezed your temples and shut your eyes, trying your best to recall everything that happened after you went back to the bar. Flashes of tequila shots and glasses of mojitos made you dizzy. Jesus christ, how many did you drink?!

And then you threw up in the streets as you attempted to walk home. Shit. Someone pulled your hair back while you puked and then there was nothing but darkness.

Pulling the duvet down, you noticed that you weren't wearing anything but a white shirt and your panties. You lifted the shirt up to your nose and sniffed it.

The scent was too memorable to forget.

"I thought you wouldn't be up until the afternoon."

You stilled at the sound of Bucky's voice and you almost didn't want to look up from your lap when he walked into his bedroom. How the hell did you end up at his place?!

"Four frozen margaritas, two shots of tequila and two tall glasses of mojito. I'm surprised you're still alive." he said as he stood at the foot of the bed, his arms crossed over his broad chest.

He was wearing a tight black shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. This was the most casual you'd ever seen Bucky, but also the most feral. You thought that the scowl he gave you at the elevator was the worst, apparently, this Bucky in front of you, seemed the most dangerous.

"Why am I here?" you asked softly.

Bucky rolled his eyes and walked over to the bed side table, fetching the glass of water and a bottle of painkillers that you failed to notice when you woke up.

"Drink." he commanded and waited for you to take the glass before moving back to stand at the foot of the bed.

Your eyes never left Bucky's when you popped a pill into your mouth. After drinking water, you carefully placed it back on the bedside table and exhaled heavily.

"What happened last night?" you asked again.

"Your date left you." Bucky said, matter of factly.

You snickered, "It wasn't a date and Mark didn't le--"

Your very own squeal cut your statement off when Bucky threw the duvet aside, grabbing your ankle and pulling you towards the edge of the bed until your legs were hanging off. He didn't waste any time to kneel in between your thighs, holding your neck in place as his nose brushed against yours.

Your lids fluttered at the closeness, his scent yet again invading your senses, making you lose all your inhibitions because fuck, it's been too fucking long.

"Let me have this, please..." Bucky whispered against your lips.

When you failed to respond, Bucky took it as his go signal to crash his lips against yours. You knew this was a bad idea because one taste of Bucky and you're gone and yet you let him take what he needed from you.

Because you needed him just as much. So you kissed him back fervently, your fingers carding through his hair as you tugged him closer, wanting to feel and taste all of him.

Bucky breathily chuckled when you whined as he pulled away, only to shower your neck with open-mouthed kisses which made your body buzz with need. Your head was still hurting and you felt like you were going to pass out from dizziness but fuck it, you couldn't care less. Especially not now when Bucky was now nipping at your inner thigh while his hands were spreading you wide open.

All your thoughts flew right out of the window the moment Bucky pushed your underwear aside, his mouth quickly latching over your clit. A needy, raspy moan escaped your lips when Bucky sucked your bud followed by his tongue flattening against your folds.

"Fuck, Bucky..." you breathed out, falling down on your back as he continued lapping up your pussy.

You'd almost forgotten how fucking good Bucky was with his mouth and tongue. You elicited another whimper when he pulled back, but only to stand up and pull down his sweatpants, revealing his cock-- already hard and weeping with pre-cum.

In one swift motion, Bucky slid into your cunt. He leaned down to kiss you, swallowing your moans as you adjusted to his size. With how your pussy was clenching down on his cock, you realized that indeed, it's been too fucking long.

Bucky moved slow at first, letting you adjust to him before he began to speed up his thrusts. His breathing was erratic, soft grunts and growls reverberating from his chest as he fucked you. You gripped his forearms when he started pistoling his hips into yours, the head of his cock kissing your cervix.

"Want you to watch me fuck you." he growled, pulling you up to lean against your elbows.

Bucky held your neck with both his hands, forcing you to look down at your pussy while his cock slides in and out of it. Your face scrunched into pleasure, your mouth open as moans and whimpers continued to escape past your lips.

"Keep your eyes on my cock, see how your pussy takes all of it." Bucky demanded as he fucked you relentlessly.

Your thighs began to tremble, your entire body thrumming from pleasure. You tried to keep your eyes open as you watched Bucky fuck you fast and hard. Clawing at his biceps, you held on for dear life when you felt yourself teeter at the edge of your climax.

"Gonna cum, Bucky..." you moaned as your eyelids fluttered.

Bucky kissed your hard, taking your bottom lip in between his teeth before tugging at it. He pressed a soft kiss beneath your ear, licking at your skin before sucking your earlobe.

"Remember this when that Marcus fails to fuck you real good." he whispered and then pulled out just before you could even cum.

You blinked, unable to process what just happened. Bucky stood up and pulled his sweatpants back up. He rubbed his chin angrily before turning to you.

"You really blew me off to be with a guy who left you at the bar." he said.

Bucky really seduced you, fucked you raw only to edge you and deny you of your fucking orgasm. And now he was reprimanding you? While your legs were spread, panties pushed aside and your wet pussy out there for the world to see. You quickly adjusted your underwear, pulled your shirt down and sat up.

"What the fuck, Bucky?" you hissed. "First of all, his name is Mark. Second, he didn't leave me at the bar!" you exclaimed before you realized something.

"Wait, how did you know?" you asked, finally realizing that Bucky seemed to know everything that took place last night. "Bucky, did you follow me at the bar? Is this why I'm here?" you asked, standing up to come face to face with him.

Bucky shrugged, "So what if I did? If I didn't, you'd wake up in the streets, in your own vomit because again, you went for a guy who couldn't even bring her girl home. You should actually thank me." he said.

"Thank you!" you yelled. "I appreciate you bringing me back to your place. I really do." you said, calmly this time. "But can you please not bring Mark into this because he's a nice guy." you explained, squeezing the bridge of your nose.

Bucky snorted, "You call that nice? He left you!" he said again.

"He didn't! There was an emergency, for fuck's sake! He needed to go home and I said I can take care of myself." you said. "I shouldn't even be explaining myself to you yet I am because you're being really irrational right now." you scolded Bucky.

Bucky shook his head, "You really expect me to believe you? I saw how you laughed with him, how carefree you looked when you talked. How you caressed his arm and you're asking me not to bring Mickey into this conversation?"

You hid your face into your palms, "It wasn't a date, Bucky. We both made it clear. And he's a good person, I enjoyed talking to him. That's it. And again, it's Mark." you said through gritted teeth.

"Not a date my ass, you were flirting with him." Bucky accused.

You scoffed, "I wasn't flirting with him! I was casually talking to him like how a friend would! How hard is that to understand, Bucky?!" you exclaimed.

"You were never like that with me!"

"It's because we did nothing but fuck each other, Bucky!"

"That's why I wanted to make it official but you said no!"

"I already told you the reason why!"

"And yet you went out with a co-worker!"

"We're not just co-workers, Bucky. You're my fucking boss! The fucking CEO! How many times do I have to...you know what, it's useless for me to even explain it again to you." you said.

Bucky chuckled bitterly, "You're going to regret this." he said with a sinister smirk.

"Why can't you understand where I'm coming from?" you asked exasperatedly.

"Maybe because you won't let me help you." he said confidently. "And you know what I hate the most about this thing we have? It's that you want me too but you're too stubborn to give in. And you know what? I'll make sure you do." Bucky said, towering over you and staring deeply in your eyes.

"What I want, I always get."

-

The weekend passed by like a blur-- a huge, messy blur that made your head and heart hurt. You wanted to spend the weekend to ponder on things, to forget about Bucky even for just a while and now that was impossible after everything that happened.

You caved in first, that was for sure. And the thing is, you don't even regret it but then Bucky exploded and now everything seemed to have gotten worse. You understood why he was so mad at Mark, poor guy though, but he wouldn't even listen to you when you said that the date wasn't even a legitimate one!

"What the fuck did I get myself into?" you uttered under your breath as you sat in your car in the parking.

You began to analyze the situation you were in and drew out possible solutions to your dilemma. Nothing a good conversation can't solve, right? So maybe talking things out with Bucky properly would make things right. The previous conversations you had with him were always too emotional with both your egos getting in the way.

Alright fine, you'd tone down your pride for Bucky this time around and tell him that you do want to be with him. It's just that the repercussions scared the living daylights out of you.

You can't afford to lose your job nor everyone's respect. So if you were going to do this with Bucky, he has to understand that he has to be really careful. Everything must be done in secret, for the meantime at least.

"That sounds about right." you sighed, feeling hopeful that this might actually work out.

The shift in your mood gave you a little bounce as you walked into the building. You were confident that maybe Bucky was able to calm down over the weekend. Perhaps today was a good day to have a decent talk with him.

As soon as you reached your floor, you hurriedly went to your cubicle to drop your things. The earlier you get to talk to Bucky, the better. So as soon as you were done, you jogged back to the elevator excitedly, unable to notice how everyone seemed to be preoccupied gossiping about something.

Your heart was pounding as you walked along the corridor leading to Bucky's office. Fuck, you were really going to risk it all for one Bucky Barnes. You were a few steps away from the door, ready to reach for the knob when an unfamiliar voice called your attention.

"I'm sorry?" you asked, turning around.

"Sir James said not to let anyone disturb him right now." you were met with the presence of a blonde girl who looked younger than you, an intern maybe?

You nodded but then spared another glance at Bucky's office. "Yeah, I uhh need to talk to him. It's usually not a problem for me to barge into his office." you explained with a soft chuckle.

The girl made a face, "I'm sorry, but I'm just following Sir James' orders." she explained, walking around the desk near Bucky's office.

"I don't think we've met. Are you an intern?" you asked, trying to be as nice as much as possible.

The girl giggled, straight on giggled cutely and stood up again. She excitedly extended an arm for an overly eager handshake, "I'm Beverly. I'm Sir James' secretary. It's my first job!"

You blinked, "Oh...oh uh what happened to Amelie?" you asked, curious about Bucky's previous secretary.

Beverly tilted her head, "I don't know. I just got a call over the weekend from Sir James, offering me the job so I accepted it. I mean, he is pretty cute. Right?" she said in a soft voice.

Is this Bucky's plan? To hire a younger, more bubbly secretary who'd follow his every order? Someone who was the complete opposite of you? Because if this was his plan to get you to cave, it wasn't working. At all.

Sure, Beverly was pretty and young and very chirpy. But you were sure she wasn't Bucky's type. He was never into obedient little girls, hell, your defiance turned Bucky on. This was definitely not working.

You didn't know why, but instead of relief you felt even more nervous. Because if this wasn't Bucky's threat to you, what could it be? You snapped out of your pessimism, maybe Bucky came around over the weekend too?

Only one way to find out.

"Beverly..." you carefully said. "I'm just going to go inside. And don't worry, I'll make sure that Mister Barnes won't get mad at you. This is all me, alright?" you reassured.

Beverly pouted and sighed, "I don't know, because he was very clear with his instructions. And he's talking to--"

"I got you, Bev. I'm going in now." you said, cutting her off and then going straight for Bucky's office.

Taking in a deep breath, you pushed the door open and wasted no time to talk.

"Hey, I really need to talk to you. I thought about--"

"Oh, who's this little lady?"

Your eyes widened upon seeing Bucky in the company of another woman. She looked like she was around your age, except that she was taller and had legs for days. Her brunette hair reached past her shoulders in lovely waves. She was wearing a white chiffon blouse paired with a pair of black trousers and matching stilettos.

She oozed the charm of a lady boss. The way she carried herself reminded you of someone but you just couldn't point out who it was.

"I'm sorry to interrupt." you said, straightening up and turning to look over at Bucky who lifted a brow at you.

That fucking look of mischief.

"I told Beverly not to let anyone in." he said.

"I just wanted to--"

"Oh come on now, Bucky. Don't be so grumpy this early, you were about to call everyone for a meeting anyway." the woman said, turning to you with a smile.

Did she just call him...Bucky?

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Bucky rolled his eyes and sighed, "Yeah, well you're already here might as well introduce you first."

You narrowed your eyes at Bucky in confusion, "I don't understand what's going on." you said.

Bucky stood up from his chair and walked over to the other woman, standing beside her. Seeing them side by side was making you feel things. You haven't even seen them interact that much but you were already sensing that you were going to hate their dynamics.

"This is Mackenzie. I hired her to help us out on a huge project which I will be discussing with the entire team this morning." Bucky introduced a little too proudly for your liking.

Mackenzie offered her hand, "You can just call me Kenzie. I'm a marketing consultant. And you are?" she asked.

Your blood boiled, your eye twitched and your heart ached. Because now you realized who it was that Mackenzie reminded you of when it came to her charisma.

You.

And not only did she have a similar personality to yours-- confident and had authority-- but she also seemed to be here to take the one thing you worked so hard for.

You offered a smile, taking Mackenzie's hand in yours as you mentioned your name, your piercing eyes glancing over at Bucky.

"I'm the head of marketing."

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[noctumbra]

𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆

summary ─ he couldn’t say anything. his brain was screaming at him to say something, but his tongue wasn’t cooperating. the lump in his throat wasn’t helpful, either.

pairing ─ fuckboy!bucky barnes x reader

warnings ─ angst, ANGST, implied smut, language, alcohol consumption, reader is drunk, phone calls, emotions are bitch is the short version lol 

a/n ─ henlo, i’m back but without a smut this time because something like this was mandatory lmao hope you like it! please let me know if you do and what you think about this, thank you <333

the (after) party [part one] ─ loft music [part two]

Bucky frowned deeply as he lifted himself off the bed and ditched the condom. The brief satisfaction and relief came with the sex had already washed away from his body, leaving him with a miserable feeling that he desperately tried to ignore but failed almost all the time.

He reached for his jeans after ditching the condom in the trash he spotted in the bathroom and cleaned himself with a couple wet wipes. His t-shirt was thrown over the chair at the corner of the room, so Bucky walked there to get it. He vaguely remembered his shoes being discarded at some place that was close to the door, but he had to find his socks before he got to his shoes.

“You’re leaving already?” He heard Dot ask. Her voice carried the typical disappointed tone. Bucky nodded instead of answering verbally, his eyes were searching for his socks ─ they were on the ground by her closet. Bending down, he grabbed and put them on. “I thought we could cuddle a bit,” she whined. Bucky barely surpassed his eye-roll. He didn’t like very much when women he had been with whined other than having sex.

“Got things to do,” he murmured distractedly. He checked for his wallet and phone by patting his jacket’s pockets. Both were there, so he only had to get his shoes and he could leave.

“You always say that,” she whined again. Bucky sighed harshly but stayed quiet. He pulled his jacket on and briefly ducked into the bathroom to fix his hair. When he decided that he didn’t look debauched anymore, he walked out.

“Because I have things to do,” he gritted through his teeth. As he walked out of the room, he heard the rustle of the sheets and her soft but stubborn footsteps.

“Can I see you again?” Dot asked, moving in front of him before he could open the front door and sneaked out. “I really had a good time, baby.” She batted her lashes, gave him a sly smirk, mischievous sparks were going off in her eyes. Her hands grabbed front of his jacket, and she lifted herself on her tiptoes; now they were nose to nose. “Like tomorrow? Can I see you then?” Bucky shrugged, making her hands fell from his jacket and he took a step back.

“No,” he said. “One night stand term means one night,” he added, practically hissing. He made a move to the door but froze when he heard her.

“Then why did you fuck Y/N for months?” Dot snarled. “Everybody knew, knew that you fucked her for months and saw her again and again─” Bucky turned his body to her. In a blink, he was in front of her and crowded her against the wall. She looked at him, fear all over her face.

“You’re not her,” Bucky hissed. “You’ll never be her. Talk shit about her like that again, it won’t end pretty for you, baby.” Bucky looked at her for another couple seconds and then stormed out of the apartment.

As he walked down the empty street, his body was strangely cold. His chest was heaving with harsh breaths, his eyes were stinging and he had to blink to clear his sight before he realized that he had fucking tears in his eyes.

He sniffed as he wrapped his jacket around his body and stuffed his hands in his pockets. Shoulder up to his ears, Bucky walked down the street with his eyes stinging from the tears he’s been desperately trying to hold back. He didn’t remember a time where he wanted to cry, where he felt… vulnerable. He didn’t know why he was feeling this way, couldn’t see any reason for it, except─

Bucky sighed. The words he said to Dot filled his mind. Shit, he thought. Dot was so going to tell that to everyone. When Bucky took a moment to think about that, that Dot telling everyone what he said to her, he found himself not giving any flying fucks about it. He didn’t care. She could tell anyone she wanted to, Bucky didn’t care.

Because it was the truth.

Dot was not you, would never be you, not in a million years. It really wouldn’t end pretty for Dot if she were to continue talk shit about you ─ which Bucky assumed Dot was going to because she’d most likely to be jealous now. Good, Bucky thought. Dot was great in bed, Bucky liked how vocal she was and how she told him whatever she wanted at that moment, but she wasn’t a very good person other than that. He could care less.

Bucky took a deep breath. There was a lump sitting in his throat, eyes stinging still, and his nose was burning a bit. He wanted to let go, but he didn’t know how. He never let go before.

Just as he sniffed and blinked a couple times to get rid of the tears, he heard his phone going off in his pocket. Pausing for a second on the sidewalk, he pulled it out only to see your name flashing back at him on his phone screen. Bucky frowned. The worry filled his chest, and whoa, it never happened before, and he accepted the call.

“YN/?” He said, the frown still visible on his face, and his eyes were still teary but there was worry in them, now. “Are you okay?” He didn’t hear anything for a short while. There was no sound, no background noise or your voice ringing in his ear. Frown deepening, Bucky pulled the phone off his face to check if you were still on the line, and you were. “Y/N? Are you there?”

“Why didja hav’to fuck me up like t’at?” You finally said, words slurring. Bucky blinked. Were you drunk? You never slurred unless you were drunk out of your mind.

“Y/N, where are you?” Bucky asked immediately. His mind was going off places where you might be, and some terrible imaginative scenes were playing in his mind. “I’m comin’ to pick you up,” he said. “Where are you, baby?” He didn’t mean to call you that, but it became a habit after all the time he spent with you.

He heard you chuckle adorably in his ear. “I love when you call me that,” you said, making him smile faintly. The worry was still there, though. “Makes me feel like ‘m somethin’ precious.” Bucky swallowed the words ‘it’s because you’re’, only to make the lump sitting on his throat bigger. “Why didja have to do it?”

“What do you mean?” Bucky asked right back. He had no idea what you were talking about and figured if he made you talk, you might tell him where you were. He heard you sniff and some glasses clinking. There was a faint cheering sound on the background. “Baby, where are you?”

“You made me fall in love with you,” you murmured, and it was the most sober you sounded since he picked up. Bucky froze. His somehow already cold body was even colder now, his lungs were rejecting the oxygen and he felt his eyes burning even more. The muscle in his jaw clenched. “I loved you, but you walked away. Why did you do it?”

What could he possibly to say to that?

Because I was scared that I love you, too?

Because I’m a fuck up, and you deserve better?

Because I love you so much, I’d kill for you?

None of the answers would justify what he did, he knew, but goddammit, he was fucking scared. He didn’t want to get hurt again; he went through that heartbreak once and it was enough for him for a lifetime. After that phase of his life, he became cruel to his partners, he knew this, too. He took his pain and anger out of them most of the time, and the thought of he might have fallen in love again was terrifying.  

“You left me behind at that party,” you continued. “I know we broke up way before that─” You cut yourself off with an emotionless laugh that sounded much more like a sob. “Did we even have a relationship, Bucky?” You sounded so upset, so small and sad, all Bucky wanted to do was to reach out to you through his phone and give you a big hug. “I always thought we did, but I knew you never see me in that way. I know I’m not enough.”

Oh, it hurt.

It hurt like motherfucker.

Bucky felt his heart skip a few beats, seizing up in its small cage, as the tears in his eyes finally rolled down his cheeks. The tears burned their way down his frozen face, his tingling nose was a great company to its burn. He couldn’t say anything. His brain was screaming at him to say something, but his tongue wasn’t cooperating. The lump in his throat wasn’t helpful, either.

“I loved how special you made me feel,” you murmured with a small voice, it felt like you were smiling. Sniffing lightly, you continued. “I liked how you got to know me so well. It made me feel like I was being cared for, like someone was finally giving their attention to me fully.”

Bucky tried to swallow the lump so that he could say something, but it didn’t budge. His throat was burning with the urge to scream; tears still rolling down on his cheeks and wetting his face, his body was an ice cube, but your voice warmed him up a bit.

He knew he had to come forward with his feelings, he had to face with them, but he was scared; so scared that it was making him slowly lose the best thing in his life.

“You broke my heart, but I love you anyway,” you whispered. “Why I love you still, Bucky? I don’t want to. It only hurts me more.” Bucky’s chin trembled. You didn’t want to love him, and he made that. He caused that. He hated himself for it. He hated how fucked up he was to make you hate to love someone.

Sniffing, Bucky cleared his throat. “Y/N,” he started. “Where are you?” He heard you sob, more glass clinking and suddenly, all the noise was cut off. “Y/N?” Please, he thought, please tell me where you are, please.

“It hurt me to kick you out the other night,” you said instead. Bucky closed his eyes, sending another wave of tears down his cheeks. “All I wanted to do was to snuggle with you like we used to, but that night at the party… You hurt me so much, James.”

Fuck, Bucky forgot how much heartbreak could hurt him, how much pain it had brought with itself. His heart was skipping beats, his body felt cold and strange to him, his hands were trembling and his eyes kept producing more tears.

Bucky was hurting. He was hurting so much.

He hated himself for being a coward.

“Y/N,” Bucky said. “I’m begging you, please, please, tell me where you are, baby. Please.” He listened to your sniffs and soft sobs for a minute. He waited patiently for you to answer him. His head was buzzing, a headache was slowly tearing its way through, his eyes were hurting from all the silent crying he was doing and he was cold.

He craved your hug. They always made him feel warm.

“Transviolet,” you whispered. “I don’t wanna see you, though. Just makes me wanna cry.” Bucky sighed. He knew where you were now, and even though it was going to hurt you to see him, he had to make sure that you were alright and safe. Taking a deep breath, Bucky looked around. Surprisingly, he was very close to Transviolet.

“Five minutes, baby,” he said. “I know you don’t wanna see me, but I wanna make sure you’re alright. Don’t go anywhere, okay?” Bucky quickly crossed the street, using his long legs to his advantage; he started to take big steps, almost running. “Stay with me. Stay on the phone.” He heard your soft hum of approval.

“Dunno if I ever stop,” you murmured when he round the corner to the street that led to the bar you were waiting for him.

“Stop what, honey?” Bucky kept the conversation going, he had to. He couldn’t let you go non-verbal on him while you were this drunk. You could go as much non-verbal as you wanted to when he was near you.

“Loving you,” you answered him, and Bucky stumbled over his next step. All this time, Bucky somehow always knew that you were in love with him, but hearing it was a total different experience. He didn’t know hearing it could get addictive, though, it was new.

Clearing his throat lightly, Bucky carefully voiced his words: “Do you want to? Truly, I mean.” You hummed. Bucky started walking again, and he could actually see the sign: Neon purple color was winking at him in the middle of the night. His feet quickened their pace.

“No,” you murmured. “But I should.” Bucky felt his heart break into the nth piece with your words, but he deserved them. He deserved to hear those words, but he did not deserve you. He sighed. “You hurt me so much, but make me feel like I’m someone who can be loved. It’s weird.” Bucky faintly smiled at your whiny voice.

“Is it?” He said, just to keep you talking. He was so close now, and he could actually see you standing in front of the bar. You were against the wall, arms folded against your chest, and you were trembling slightly. Bucky frowned. “I’m almost there, honey,” he murmured. You hummed again. Looking around, Bucky started running towards you when he didn’t see any cars on the street. His arms were itching to wrap around you.

Bucky ended the call when he stepped onto the sidewalk you were standing on. You lifted your head and looked at him a little sleepily. “Hey there, sweetheart,” Bucky whispered. You smiled widely. Bucky smiled at you right back. Scooping you up in his arms, he held you against him tightly. “Let’s get you home, alright?” You nodded, leaning into his touch. He called an Uber while never releasing his hold on you. You probably had your coat and bag inside, and he had to get you your coat, you were freezing. “C’mon,” he murmured as he led you inside. You shivered when the warm atmosphere of the bar hit your frozen body.

Quickly finding your bag and coat, Bucky put them on you but slung your bag over his shoulder. You were leaning into him fully, now, totally taking advantage of his newly renewed body heat. Your hair smelled like your shampoo, and Bucky felt tears collecting in his eyes again. He blinked them away. To distract himself, he pulled out his phone and opened his group chat with his friends.

what would y’all say if i were to tell you that i’m in love? pls answer honestly, he pressed sent and saw Steve and Sam writing their responses.

i would say you’re bullshitting me, Sam said, and Bucky rolled his eyes. you don’t love, barnes, he added.

ditto, Steve sent. you only make them fall in love and just walk away. that’s your brand, pal. Bucky felt the hurt poking him harshly again, and he closed his eyes for a second, focusing on your sweet scent to calm himself down. His phone pinged. It was Clint and Loki.

you usually just fuck them, man, you don’t love, Clint said. Ouch, Bucky thought.

sometimes you drive them to the brink of suicide, too, Loki sent, and Bucky clenched his jaw. He could see Steve, Sam and Clint objecting immediately, but it was true. It had happened once. Biting his lip, Bucky wrote a reply with shaky hands.

i do, though. i really love her, he sent. The other immediately started writing something back. i’d die for her, y’know. i really would. The ‘writing’ thing disappeared. Bucky heard a honk and looked outside. gotta go, he sent quickly and locked his phone.

“Come on, honey,” he murmured softly to you, and you whined. “Home, love, we’re going home.” You looked up at him, sleepy expression all over your face. Bucky smiled. His fingers fixed your hair with gentle moves. You closed your eyes and nuzzled his hand when it cradled your cheek.

“Mmm,” you purred adorably. “Love you,” you whispered. Bucky surpassed the soft whimper that almost crawled out of his mouth. Instead he kissed your forehead and led you to the Uber waiting for you guys outside.

Once inside the car, Bucky cuddled you against his body. Your sweet scent filling up his lungs, body next to his, he relaxed a little. You were almost asleep when he whispered: “I love you, too.”

You just hummed, burying your face into the crook of his neck while holding onto him tightly. Bucky placed another kiss on your forehead and rested his cheek on your hair.

Then, Bucky took a deep, deep, breath and let go. He let the hurt and tears mix as he cried and cried silently all the while holding you against his chest, cradling you in his arms as if you were something precious.

“I love you so much, too,” he whispered again just because he could and buried a soft sob into your hair.

It hurt so much, the pain was leaving him breathless most of the time, but Bucky was used to it.

He had been used to it for a long time. He could handle it like he did before. 

He just wasn’t sure if this time he would be able to survive it. 

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[maginxlia]

Starring Nanami, Gojo, Toji and Sukuna Ryomen in A Day at the Mall

Rated R

Contains Foul language and Suggestive Themes

✨Director’s Commentary ✨ I finally quit My procrastination and created a Navigation for this blog lmao, I hope y’all is doing well! Thank y’all for all the love and support! I hope y’all in enjoy this and I kept pronouns outta of this cause this is a party for everybody💖 Love y’all and stay safe Babes✨ Also I’m accepting requests if ya feel like leaving any💖

Nanami Kento

The classy couple that doesn't bother anyone

Store employees love y'all because ✨unproblematic✨

Shopping with him is a breeze because he knows your clothing size and he never pick anything unflattering or too small

He knows you so well

Whatever you want he will get because your smile fuels his will to live

High quality brands when shopping with this man

He will actually melt if you pick something out for him

Nanami lowkey love going into Bath and body works ( He has a collection of their lotion, Body wash and candles)

He has the amazing Ability to make a mundane occasion feel like a Ball

Y'all make the haters Jealous all dressed up looking like perfect 10s

Never complains about the price of anything you pick out

Man always buy a new bottle of cologne when y'all hit the mall

Will buy ties to match whatever colour clothes you buy

His presence makes you feel all safe and comfy even when y'all are surrounded by people

Gojo Satoru

Can't take this nigga no where.

There is not 1 serious bone in his body (and if you tell him this he'll point at his meat talkin about there is a SEXY 1 BABY)

Clown ass 🤡

Going to the mall with this man is a grand event

Yes y'all is the best dressed there

He swipe his cards and carry your bags

Designer stores only 😤 forever 21 who? (I used to like forever 21 until they massacred the plus size section)

Taking him to shop for undergarments is a headache because he wants a little fashion show in the clothing booths

He's the type to have a quickie in changing rooms if you let him

Is your Yes man

Everything you wear is sexy baby!

You turn your head for one second and this man is participating in bullshit

Catch him Rubbing frilly things like a weirdo taking about how soft it is

He's the type to get in the kid rides and get his tall ass stuck

Suggest a quickie in the photo booth

Auntie Anne's is where y'all consume the most calories

People flirt with him and he's like sorry darling but my heart is over there 🥺

Will spend a lot of money in Spencer's on gag gifts so beware

Fushiguro Toji

Ol Grumpy ass

Frugal king

Is bothered by the thought of his wallet opening on things that isn’t gambling, Weapons or Drinks

But you're his baby and is baby deserves the best

Walk in the mall with you wrap around his arm

Is on high alert in case he gotta lay some asses down

Y'all walk into Macy's and y'all hitting clearance racks and backstage first

Why buy one 600 dollars bag when you can buy two for the same amount of Toji bucks

He always searches for the best deals before y'all step out the house

Doesn't say shit as he pays for whatever you want

Never tries any freaky business in the changing rooms because he wants to ruin you slowly at The comforts of home

Will show you things he thinks you like

Man will walk away from you after entrusting you with his card so he can sit in one of those massage chairs (One of his favourite things about the mall is those fucking chairs)

Want someone to flirt with you do he can put them back in their place

He carries your bags like it's his mission (Will carry you too)

Toji Will spend a hours looking at sneakers in foot locker if you let him and will spend big money on shoes he'll never wear

He shops at Hot topic just for the band shirts

Ryomen Sukuna

Man has a shopping addiction but he isn't money equipped for it

Look back when he was four armd abled people gave him gifts all the times

He's so materialistic

The first time he ever took control and went to the mall with you, he fucking went buck wild y'all

I’m talking about he had his arms full of items that he wanted not needed

Unfortunately for poor Yuuji after the whole birthday present fiasco, Sukuna had discovered His only for emergency chase credit card

So needless to say he was swiping that motherfucker like it was his job

Shit he didn’t even stop when you asked him about said card

He made Yuuji Perfect credit score start limpin until it fell flat into the mud

Bought the most expensive and grandest clothes for you with the card while stating that He in fact won the card in a sweepstake Lying ass

Man bought a Air fryer and a can of Flex seal because he saw it on TV

He finally max out the card on food

From that time on he wasn't allowed nowhere near the mall or any of Yuuji cards

So now mall day for y'all is sitting on the couch with Your head on Sukuna chest while he watches QVC

Whenever he see something that catches his eyes, he start talking about " Only if that Brat let me use his magic card I wouldn't go crazy like last time I would only buy 1 item, probably."

But it's never gonna happen

He got poor Yuuji in major debt and unfortunately the card company didn't believe his "it wasn't really me story"

So if you want to walk around the mall at all it's gonna be with Yuuji in full control

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[fictionalreads]

911 Season 5 Episode 17

Bathena

Awe Bathena went with Mat to the funeral. We love supportive families.

NO MAY ITS NOT YOUR FAULT

Athena checking in with Bobby too like “you ain’t off the hook.”

He’s after the attention and glory Athena, not the deaths.

BOBBY!!😂 HE TOLD Y’ALL HE WASN’T LETTING HIS FAMILY GET HURT AND NOT DOING ANYTHING ABOUT IT

No Bobby! Don’t blame yourself.

Hen

Honestly, in my family we keep them. Like. People look back at the

Chimney knew something was up.

Detective Hen in action.

He moved around to avoid suspicion.

Chim can’t act cool, Hen.

Everybody has an origin story.

Chim said he felt himself when he passed an English test 😂

LMAO CHIMNEY Finally getting it.

Buck is trying to give the man the benefit of the doubt but they’re like nah he suspicious.

He’s not a serial killer, he wants glory. The death is just an accidental side effect sometimes. Well. Maybe he is a serial killer. But like by proxy not by intent.

Yes. Be careful Hen.

GET HOME HEN wait no. GET TO CHIMNEY

Nooooo HEN

WAKE UP HEN

This man is psycho.

MADDIE YOU CAN FIGURE THIS OUT I BELIEVE IN TOY

Is she tied to the chair? Cause she’s moving a lot but not getting up.

CHIMNEY TO THE RESCUE!

KNOCKED HIS ASS RIGHT OUT

All in ride or die! I love this friendship and I’m glad we’re seeing more of them this season.

Eddie

LMAO Eddie looked at Buck like “come on they’re my parents” and Buck immediately correcting himself.

Eddie said not my whole family, just my dad.

“Hotel is 20 minutes away, Chris will love the pool.” WHICH ONE OF Y’ALL IS IN THE WRITER’S ROOM?

ABUELA MOVED BACK TO TEXAS?! I don’t like this.

LMAO THOSE THREE JOKING ABOUT HIS MOM NOT BEING ABLE TO COOK SO THEY HOPED ABUELA WOULD BE HELPING

Why does it seem like his dad is competing with Eddie?

Where are his sisters? I was hoping to meet them this episode.

Oh it’s confirmed he’s older than his sisters. At least Adriana.

It’s a cute story when his mom told it cause for her it was about her son trying to help her.

Awe shit Eddie to the rescue.

Eddie’s dad and heart references!

EDIIE READING HIS DAD IS EVERYTHING FOR ME TONIGHT

HEALING

Miscellaneous

This kid lowkey reminds me of Buck. He went to help the driver. Yeah he’s definitely a Buck type. Wait. He said pay phone. This is a flash back. OH THIS IS MONDAY (or is it Tuesday?)

HOLY SHIT A HEART REFERENCE

This episode seems packed. I love it.

RAVI and his spot on deductions about the station.

BUCK FINDING OUT WHAT TAYLOR IS PLANNING TO DO that promise was too easily made. I don’t believe her.

Awe fuck Buck is pissed. I lowkey wanna see it. Correct me if I’m wrong, but we haven’t seen truly angry Buck. We’ve seen hurt Buck (when he yelled at his parents I saw that as him lashing out cause he’s hurt), sad Buck, confused Buck, but like. Straight up angry? Nah.

WAIT I WANTED TO SEE ANGRY BUCK!

Damn. It’s over already? I was really into it this episode.

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