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kisskissbanggang · 1 year

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Jumpspace Renegade - ep. 4 ✨🚀

[3k words, 11 min. read - Stray Kids Multi Fic, Scifi!au, Choose Your Own Adventure - SFW/Smut in Later Chapters - Meeting the Gang, Touring the Ship, Shady Happenings, Petty Theft, Cybernetically Enhanced Anatomy, Different Levels of Asshole, Always Check the Tags]

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Jisung looked on expectantly, in a way that was woefully and admittedly a little cute.

But still.

“I hate to admit it,” you lightly sighed with a shrug, “but it’s been a crazy day for me. I think I’d love to have a minute to recoup.”

The pilot nodded with enthusiasm.

“... By myself,” you clarified.

“Oh!” Jisung caught on. “Got it. Of course.”

“Glad you get it,” Changbin chuckled with a roll of his eyes. His toolbag in one hand, he gently patted your shoulder with the other to get you turned around so you could follow him. “Come on, love, let’s get you situated.”

“Want me to come along?” Jisung brightly offered.

Changbin waved him off before herding you back to the spiral staircase at the back of the bridge. “Fly the ship, bright eyes.”

“We’re on auto-nav–!” you heard Jisung whine as you left him behind. Changbin simply shook his head, stifling a laugh while he led you down the stairs.

“Don't mind Jisung,” the mechanic assured you. “He doesn't get out much and we don't meet a lot of people, as I'm sure you could've guessed.”

“Good pilot, though?” you asked. It was good to get a feel for any resources available to you, after all.

Changbin nodded heartily. “The best, seriously. He’s been flying since before he could walk. I think he was in the courier business before joining us? He even helped Chan pick out the ship.”

You were led through the modest galley again and back past the stairs down the cargo hold. “So it’s a good ship? The Ambler, right?”

“She fares better than you’d expect.” Changbin affectionately patted a support beam. You spied his own prison mark, just like yours but a royal purple hue. “Jisung managed to roll this beast of burden last time we really had to get out of dodge, and somehow all of us were fine, the Ambler included.”

Changbin pointed down the stairway.

“So Hyunjin’s room is down in the hold, behind the stairs. Jeongin’s bunk is there, too. Jisung is just off the galley here.” With that, he pointed to an entryway tucked into the maintenance access you'd paused in front of. You almost wondered if there was a gym on board, catching yourself staring at Changbin’s biceps straining the seams on his t-shirt sleeves.

“Changbin,” called a voice from behind you. There was Jeongin, the one that still had a soft expression despite his angular features, standing at the top of the stairs to the cargo hold. “I’m all done pulling out the barter goods.”

“Cool,” Changbin nodded. He gestured upstairs. “Can you check for any updates from Fed Patrol up on the bridge? You know Jisung forgets.”

Jeongin nodded and shot you a quick smile with a wave before leaving back the way you came from. Here in the maintenance access, all manner of control boxes and panels lined the walls in the open room. In front of you both was another sealed hatch door.

“And Jeongin is a good cabin boy, if you were wondering,” Changbin chuckled while he pulled up the latch bar on the door, the vacuum seal letting out a little exhale. “Alright. This is the workshop! Felix should be around here still.”

Once again, you'd been fooled by the scale of the ship from the outside. This was actually an incredibly decent sized garage. One speedster bike and one four-wheeler were parked in their bays… And so was one boat.

Embarrassingly, you'd never seen a boat in person. It never even really occurred to you that you might see all sorts of things you never had before on this impromptu trip. The craft was somewhat small, sleek, compact, probably enough to haul the crew and not much else.

“Like it?” Changbin asked, catching you focusing on it.

You nodded dumbly. “Sure! I mean, yeah. For the first boat I've ever been this close to.”

Changbin paused after he stowed his tools in the workbench on the wall. “Seriously. You've never been near a boat?”

There was really no use being defensive, you tried to remind yourself. “Nope,” you laughed. “You'd love what all I haven't seen. Your man Minho down in the hold told me I reminded him of a little bird. I didn't have the heart to tell him.”

“Birds? You've never seen birds?!” cackled a voice in the boat, making you both jump. Hyunjin sat up from where he’d apparently been stooped over, brushing his fingers back through his blonde hair. Unlike you and Changbin, Hyunjin had multiple prison and jail brands on his arm. You helplessly shrugged. “Well then,” he continued, “you’ll love it when we stop at the Hatchery. Birds, boats, all sorts of stuff.”

Changbin blinked at Hyunjin in confusion. “We’re detouring to the Hatchery?”

Now Hyunjin looked confused. “Yeah…? Remember Seungmin took that gig doing the charts for that fishing company? He's done early and they want the hard copies. It’s not that bad of a detour, considering the payday.”

“Right, no, I know that,” Changbin argued from where he still was at the workbench. “I just don't know when we decided this–”

Hyunjin held up his hands in innocence. “Hey, you didn't hear it from me.”

“What're you even doing in there?” you finally asked.

“Oh!” Hyunjin excitedly pivoted to hold up a small bag. “I’ve been looking for these foreign credits for ages and just remembered I had them in here for bartering last time we used the boat.”

You and Changbin watched Hyunjin casually hopped out.

“Keep an eye out for Jisung, by the way,” he warned over his shoulder on the way out. “I thought I heard him rustling around.”

The mechanic shared sideways glances with you. Unlikely, seeing as you’d just seen Jisung on the bridge.

But almost as if to change the subject, Changbin cracked a crooked grin. “For everything you haven't seen, I'm betting you have seen one of these.”

You nearly jumped out of your skin when Changbin pointed an electric lasso at you and fired it with a crackling pop. The thing wasn't charged, thank god, but it still startled the hell out of you. You did manage to duck out of the way nonetheless.

Changbin nodded, impressed as he retracted the lead. He even looked proud.

“Nice dodge.”

“Nice shot.”

“What the hell was that?” a beleaguered voice nagged from the doorway. You both whipped around to face the blonde man standing there. He dropped the bag of junk in his hands.

“Felix,” Changbin preemptively defended, already walking over to him. “I was just playing–”

“That's how we get hurt, you fucking maniac,” Felix laughed, exasperated. He easily pulled the lasso out of Changbin’s hands. “And you know I spent a fortune getting this with the other surplus!”

“Felix is our weapons specialist,” Changbin furtively explained to you. “He keeps us strapped at all times.”

You watched Felix literally pull back the whole workbench along with the attached wall. Behind it was another wall, this one being a rack with an impressive selection of gadgets, all ranging in different degrees of lethality. Felix flipped open a compartment and stowed the lasso before sliding the false wall and workbench back into place. Even more curiously, Felix had no prison branding… But he did have a Federation Marine mark.

The small, blacked out barcode was difficult to make out on Felix’s neck, being covered with a far more noticeable tattoo of a tiger lily on top of it – but it was unmistakable.

Felix turned to acknowledge you now, almost like he caught you inspecting him. “Nova,” he warmly grinned, “let’s show you your room, dude.”

You were a little relieved, to be honest. Felix strolled back over and patted a friendly hand on your shoulder to herd you in the direction of your bunk.

“Don’t worry about Chan,” he casually assured you. He paused when you looked confused.

“Did I seem like I am?” you asked. “I haven't seen him since you were all dealing with the port authority.”

Now you were both confused. Felix stroked his chin. “Oh. I thought I saw him recently so I assumed you ran into him. I was at least going to tell you he just generally looks annoyed; it's almost never one person's fault.”

“I appreciate that,” you giggled, “but you must like him a lot to be so readily defensive.”

Felix's cheeks rouged, shading his cute spray of freckles. You were amused to imagine this guy was the crew’s sharpshooter. “Chan’s great,” he downplayed with a dismissive shrug. “Great captain and a great guy. I’m betting we all owe him a favor, at least I know that’s how Changbin and I ended up here.”

“No, I totally do, too,” a voice pitched in from the entryway leading to your bunk. The three of you jumped, Felix fully gasping in surprise despite trying to suck it back down.

Jisung awkwardly waved in greeting. “Sorry,” he winced. “Just thought it was worth contributing. Nova, I brought your bag up. I saw you didn't have it on the bridge.”

“Thanks…?” you acknowledged. “How did you–”

“He probably used the service passages,” Changbin groaned. He punched Jisung in the arm, getting a whispered curse out of the pilot. “They’re between the floors, and between the walls and hull, and they’re not for playing.”

“I was just being helpful!” Jisung excused.

“And it was!” you gratefully reassured him.

Felix pointed to the door. “Out, Jisung. Can't you see the poor thing is exhausted? You can overwhelm her with questions about T’kaarm later.”

Jisung grinned brightly in realization. “I didn't even think about that! I’ve wondered so many things every time we’ve been there–”

Felix exaggeratedly pointed again. “OUT, JISUNG.”

“But we’ll talk later!” Jisung finally relented on his way out of the garage. “You gotta rest. Clearly! And recoup, like you said. I’ll see you later!”

You, Changbin, and Felix let out a sigh of relief when Jisung closed the door behind him. A peacefully quiet hum filled the workshop again.

“Okay,” Felix exhaled. “Now let’s show you your room.”

You nodded thankfully, turning the corner from the entryway to a set of doors. One labeled “6” was shut, but “7” on the right was open, and Felix opened it more with a soft push of his open palm. He and Changbin let you peek in before entering ahead of them.

Smaller than the bedroom you'd left behind, but far bigger than your cell, the immediate draw of the bunk was having your own window. Outside was simply darkness, stars, and small wisps of astral clouds.

It took you a second to realize your mouth was hanging open.

“I think Jisung was being strategic when we drew rooms,” Felix chuckled behind you. “He’s closest to the communal head midship. Hope you don't mind.”

“And it's easy enough to shower in private,” Changbin added. “If you're worried about that. I know I am.”

“Oh, and I'm sorry about the room. I know it's small,” Felix apologized, “and it’s not as clean as I'd like but–”

“Felix,” you interrupted. “It’s perfect. You almost did too much.”

“You really did a good job,” Changbin earnestly praised Felix, the mechanic scooping up his companion's hand in his own. “Now come on, leave her to it. You said you had cookies for me in the galley.”

Felix’s cheeks were tinted rosy again and he gave you a small smile with a wave before walking out with Changbin. You closed the door and allowed yourself a second to just sit in your room.

Alone.

With all the space you ever wanted outside.

You sat on the windowsill and simply watched. Most craft were already past the jumpspace checkpoint by now. If you were detouring to the Hatchery, it made sense that you were flying below the high speed corridor and not seeing any ships. It was so amazingly quiet.

You scanned the room again, getting your bearings. How did Jisung even get in here? The small room contained a writing desk along with a modest closet built into the wall across from your bed. Sure enough, your bag laid on the simple bedspread. You slipped off the windowsill. Here, part of the question was answered. A hatch was laid into the wall right under the window, but it only said “LATERAL AND DOWN ACCESS ONLY”. If Jisung came from the bridge, wouldn't that have been up? That is, if he even came through the service passages the whole way.

You popped open the closet. Now here was the second part of your answer. Footholds built into the wall of the storage space led up to a hatch in the closet’s ceiling. This one said “UP AND LATERAL ACCESS ONLY”. Interesting. So this led to the bridge? You turned the handle on the hatch and pushed up, following your hand as you climbed.

It was far darker in the service passage, only lit by work lights. This was like being in the cargo hold all over again. You ducked back down into your room and, sure enough, an emergency flashlight was clipped onto the built-in nightstand by your bed.

The ambient hum in the service passage sounded off, you thought. It wasn't just machinery and electronics. Then you noticed the hatch overhead. Your flashlight beam illuminated the label.

“RM 1. CPT’S QTRS”

What? So Chan’s room was above yours? There must've been another access on the bridge you hadn’t noticed, because if your recollection was correct, this room was right behind it. You straightened up, just to stretch out your back. The ceiling was much shorter here. There weren't even any footholds or rungs up to the hatch; the truncated height meant they simply weren’t needed.

The incongruent noise was easier to make out now. It wasn't just music, but maybe a livestream and maybe even a movie as well. But there was an unmistakable electric whirring of a drill up here. Almost like all the other noise was meant to drown it out.

You could've left it alone, and should've, but curiosity got the better of you.

The handle was as cold as the rest of the service passage when you turned it.

You weren’t going to snoop much. You just wanted to know what the noise was, clearly. This was understandable.

The cacophony was even louder when you opened the hatch, just enough to see. You were at floor level in the Captain’s quarters, over by the wall. This was like a stretched out version of your own room, with a much roomier bed, private head, tiny kitchenette, and a much larger desk that had been converted into a mini workbench. The lights were kept somewhat low aside from ambient hues of purple and blue. The most illumination in the space was the lamp over where Chan was currently working at the desk. This was where the whirring was coming from, and suddenly stopped.

Chan sat up and slipped off his safety glasses to inspect his work. He was holding a cybernetic leg. Squinting at something in the piece, he picked up a screwdriver to tinker with something inside the calf. A twitch in his right hand made him pause and flex before finishing up. He pushed himself away from the desk, and this was the first time you’d noticed.

Although you weren't sure how you would've noticed otherwise.

Dressed in a comfy pair of shorts, it was plain to see Chan only had one leg. The right leg he held in his hands seemed to be a perfect match. He slipped the top of the leg into the bottom of his shorts and settled onto it, adjusting and shifting his weight until he was bipedal again. The Captain inspected the limb, wiggling his toes and rolling his ankle around.

While Chan fiddled with the leg, now you noticed Chan’s own blacked-out Marines barcode.

Prison and ex-military.

Chan turned around, right to the end of the room you were snooping from. You ducked down, letting the hatch clamp shut over you.

You jumped back into your room and paced a little. There was clearly a lot going on in just the small world of the Ambler. But you weren’t sure where to go from here. Could you maybe even dip from the crew at the Hatchery if you liked it enough? You thought about this as you resumed enjoying the view outside. It really was gorgeous. Maybe you’d just find a cruise ship and bum around port to port. There'd be plenty of options once you got the payoff for that ring.

A crick in your neck prompted you to massage the muscles there, when you noticed how much of a sweat you worked up just snooping in the stale service passage. You opened your bag on the bed, pawing around for a spare shirt to change into.

When you noticed the ring was gone.

You didn't believe it at first. The contents of your bag spilled out onto the bedspread when you emptied it out, and you meticulously pored over every single item. You checked your pockets. You checked the bag itself, and then everything again.

It really was missing.

You tried to run down a quick list of suspects. Changbin was with you the whole time from the moment you got to the bridge. For all you knew, Seungmin never left the bridge. Jeongin came up from the cargo bay where your bag had been left, and Hyunjin was in the garage before you got there. Felix wasn’t likely, he’d been cleaning and preparing your room and was surprised to find Jisung in there. And Jisung! Jisung brought your bag up himself. Then there was Chan, whose room was literally right above yours. And what did he say when he threw you in the brig? They had to see if there was a “pretty little price” on your head?

And, of course, there was Minho, who would've been left with your bag the whole time until Jisung grabbed it.

Maybe you could go directly to the source to maybe gather some clues.

Maybe you could ask someone for more info.

Or… Maybe you could simply and quietly confront someone.

#stray kids fanfiction #stray kids fanfic #stray kids smut #skz fanfiction #skz fanfic #SPOILERS #ALWAYS CHECK THE TAGS #we only have so much time before we reach the Hatchery just keep that in mind 👀#CONFRONT is gonna get spicy INTERROGATE is gonna be tense and ASK is a little taste of both but also more fluff #we're not gonna solve this right away but we DO have a chance to make some headway on the mystery

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hopeymchope · 1 year

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Just your standard tumblr blog manifesto

Hi! Whether you’re new to my dumb corner of Tumblr or a longer-term follower who just hasn’t particularly noticed (or cared) how I’m doing my thing here, I thought I should sum up my basic principles for this blog in a (somewhat?) useful fashion. 1) I try to always post spoiler tags for EVERY piece of official Danganronpa fiction before discussing any spoilery info OR sharing spoilery artwork. Why? Because it only takes a second to tag posts for people, and you never know who is new to the fandom/hasn’t gotten around to everything yet/is trying to still remain pure on certain subjects. For your spoiler-blocking needs, the tags for each are as follows:

Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc (game/anime/manga) — #dr1 spoilers

Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair (game) — #dr2 spoilers

Danganronpa Another Episode: Ultra Despair Girls (game/manga) — #drae spoilers

Danganronpa 3: The End of Hope’s Peak Academy/High School (anime) — #dr3 spoilers

Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony (game) — #drv3 spoilers

Ultimate Talent Development Plan (AU mode/sub-game within V3) — #utdp spoilers

Danganronpa Zero (light novels) — #dr0 spoilers

Danganronpa IF light novel — #drif spoilers

Ultra Despair Hagakure light novel — #udh spoilers

Danganronpa Kirigiri light novels — #drk spoilers

Danganronpa Togami light novels — #drt spoilers

Danganronpa S: Ultimate Summer Camp (game) — #drs spoilers

2) I reblog (and occasionally even do original posts of) A LOOOOT of fan art here, but I make it a point to only share things either posted by the original artist OR which are shared with the permission of the artist. I had it impressed upon me earlier in my Tumblr career that some artists legitimately don’t want their stuff shared on other sites without permission, and I try to always respect that. (And yes, I realize that just saying “permission obtained from the artist” or something is HARDLY a foolproof system. We’re on the honor system here; we can only assume such disclaimers are honest.) If you catch me sharing art that is copied or posted by someone other than the artist without any expressed permission, please let me know — I’ll take it down!

3) I’ll almost always respond to asks submitted to me, but I’m sorry if it takes a while. I’m typically WAAAAY behind on such things. Sometimes it takes me a few days or even, rarely, weeks. Sometimes I just don’t know what to say at first. But sometimes I’ll respond ASAP because the ask is easy to answer or just ignites a bunch of thoughts within me. Or on rare occasions I’ll, uh, never answer because I couldn’t think of anything to really say (sorry?) or because the ask is basically just a troll.

4) I sometimes post asks/commentary that are very critical of certain characters as people (as in, not criticizing them as fictional characters or how they were written; criticizing their behavior as good/bad people). If you don’t like seeing your faves harshed on, I tag those criticism/negativity-centric posts for easy blocking, too! So feel free to block tags like #anti-kokichi ouma or #anti-hiyoko saionji or whomever. (But let’s be honest; Those are the two most common ones.)

5) This Tumblr originated as a Naegiri-focused one, actually. That’s not something that comes up too terribly often these days, but.. you can definitely still expect me to heap extra attention on any Naegiri-centric content I come across (or, in rare instances, create myself). :) So... that’s just a heads-up. 6) If you came across this user handle elsewhere and are wondering if this blog is run by the same person, I can only confirm that the Hopey McHope on AO3 and the HopeyMcHope on FF.net are, in fact, me. Anyone else you see by this name might be the same person as me, or it might not. I guess you should just ask me here.

7) If I blocked you... I probably assumed you’re a bot. If you don’t have ANY posts or ANY reblogs or ANY profile pic or ANY heading wallpaper? I have to assume you’re a bot; it’s a problem around here. If you’re not a bot, please do something, anything to make your account look like a real person’s. Say two words on your blog, change your blog title to be ANYTHING else, give yourself a profile pic or even a header image that ISN’T the default... just, anything.

#self #tumblr #spoiler tags #manifesto #rules?#not really #just thinking out loud

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midnighthybrid1 · 10 months

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mor ask gmae

4. Which Moon do you prefer, Old Moon or New Moon?

7. Who is your most favorite minor character?

32. What is your most favorite plot-focused "in VRChat" episode?

Sorry bout taking a sec to answer 😅

Lemme see… first couple of answers are a little shorter this time, I think? I don’t have a huge amount to say for these ones-

4. Which Moon do you prefer, Old Moon or New Moon?

I… am so behind that I haven’t actually seen what new Moon is like yet- I’m kinda iffy on how much I like Old Moon rn but I shall see if my opinion changes once I finally catch up (I’ll probably reblog this with an updated answer, we shall see)

7. Who is your favorite minor character?

Is Monty a minor character? He feels more like a secondary character with how much he shows up… hm… ima say that the Trash Man is one of my favorite minor characters. His intro with Bloodmoon was very hilarious, and I just enjoyed his dynamic with the BM lads a lot in general. ALSO I rly like Computer as well- I even made a design for both of the Computers (EC voice and Davis voice) because why the heck not? I should digitalize some more of my designs and post about them eventually…

32. What is your most favorite plot-focused “in VRChat” episode?

Man this one’s difficult… off the top of my head, one of my favorites would be the one where Eclipse kinda showed his true colors to Lunar for the firstish time (the one where Lunar tried to stand up for himself against Eclipse who was demanding he go back in the daycare), and another one would be Bloodmoon’s origin story video. For the first one, I enjoyed it because it felt like a good turning point in the arc that they had for Lunar at the time (in which he begun to realize that, unlike Lunar, Eclipse saw him not as a brother but as a tool), and- if I remember the episode well enough- the acting in that episode was pretty good. I’ve also seen some really good animatics of the scenes from that one, which I think also kind of increase my enjoyment of it. As for the second one, well, Bloodmoon is definitely one of my favorite characters from the series, and I like the Blood Bros’ dynamic with one another. It’s strangely wholesome, for a pair of blood-obsessed killers. Their line about them ‘not needing a Sun’ was also pretty wholesome imo. I actually drew art based on this episode a while back, it was one of my first posts on this platform actually.

If y’all would like to participate in this ask game, here’s the list of questions!

#ask #Aw yeeee #these ask games are pretty fun-#I think I just enjoy writing lol #fnaf security breach #fnaf sb #tsams #tsams monty #fnaf tsams #the sun and moon show #sun and moon show bloodmoon #fnaf bloodmoon #fnaf #ask game #so looking at this in my drafts versus the first one I guess I lied about the answers being shorter whoops-#sometimes I don’t realize how much I’ve written until I hit send #and then I’m like #OH #OH DEAR

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stormyoceans · 1 year

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[VICE VERSA episode 2 parts 3&4]

Love the contrast between Talay wanting nothing but to go home and Puen being rather chill about it since he’s finally catching a break

Uggghh and this is where I start not liking the woman with the glasses because she goes way too hard on Puen, like this isn’t even a “omg how dare this fEmALe get between my ship” thing, it’s just uncomfortable

MAYBE TELL HIM ABOUT THE MATCHING SYSTEM EARLIER?? If I were Talay I’d be wondering how many other things they’re not telling me

Damn Puen for getting Talay’s hopes up

And possibly something else up

“Just quit” I feel that, man

Actually I DID “just quit” school in my real life alksdjfkld, finished high school and that’s it

Is that just a thing in Thailand where students can peek into other students’ grades?

What on earth is with this “dramatic Puen reveal jk Talay’s actually fighting bees” fake-out, that’s always confused me

“Eyes on me” Gladly <3

“How about a thank you?” You slept in my bed with your fucking shoes on you should be glad I’m not throwing you over this rail

I don’t think you’re gonna get fat from one sugary drink Talay

But thanks for the plug Puen

So the song bit’s always been out of left field for me too, is this another thing I’m not getting? Is it the rhythm of a song they discussed earlier?

Just stole some random kids’ kites

And nets

And bikes

Nnn v

That was my aforementioned cat

Nurse just tells them “you fucked up” and hangs up, some help you are

AYYYY AT LEAST I KNOW THESE CAMEOS

“I still can’t hear you, oh well” Keeps wanting to find out Puen’s name but doesn’t care about Prae’s alksdjflkd

Looooove this park btw, can I go here please

“Sounds like a fantasy” Talay, my man, PLEASE grow some self-awareness

Alkdjfd even though I’ve already seen this episode I somehow thought Talay was about to lean and give Puen a good luck kiss before he left

WHY ARE THERE FENCES IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS MAZE

Okay so I may have been stupid when Tun switched for Puen but I wasn’t fooled by the editing THIS time

Ink and Pa belong together in every universe heheheheh

Talay’s like :o while Puen can’t quite shake off the actor thing and just stands there looking as hot as possible

Damn Puen for getting Talay’s hopes up

And possibly something else up

VERA I ALMOST CHOKED ON MY TEA

okay but every time i watch that scene i just want to point at puen and laugh because in a few episodes HE is gonna be the one begging talay to believe they're each other's portkey like YOU JUST PLAYED YOURSELF THERE PUEN YOU DINGUS (and by 'laugh' i mean sob my heart out because the character journey in this show the growth the details!!!!!!! TRULY UNPARALLELED)

also i said this before but it's so jarring how different puen feels in the first few episodes. like.. going back to the beginning after watching the whole show you can really see how much he was hiding himself behind the cool actor facade and how being with talay slowly brings him out of his shell and lets his true personality shine through. IT'S SIMPLY TOO HIGH ROMANCE FOR ME I CAN'T HANDLE IT

“How about a thank you?” You slept in my bed with your fucking shoes on you should be glad I’m not throwing you over this rail <<<<< THE WAY YOU'RE NEVER GONNA LET THE SHOES IN BED DIE IT'S SO FUNNY SFJKSGDKSHDKGSJDG

honestly every time i watch puen and talay immediately accepting they are each other's match and having the time of their lives in that park and then looking absolutely crushed when they're told they actually didn't match only to find each other again in the labyrinth im like HOW DOES IT TAKE YOU TWO 6 MORE EPISODES TO ADMIT YOU LIKE EACH OTHER OUT LOUD I MEAN I LOVE IT BUT ALSO HOW MANY MORE HASHTAG SOULMATISM MOMENTS DO YOU NEED TO HAVE TO GAIN SOME EMOTIONAL INSIGHT

#ANYWAY EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU VICE VERSA FOR GIVING US MORE MILKLOVE AND SOULMATE INKPA FINDING EACH OTHER IN EVERY UNIVERSE #vera and monica watch vice versa #m: ask

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childofaura · 2 years

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Everyone’s making a post, so I will too (Love, Death & Robots S3)

I know everyone else will already be giving their opinions on Love Death and Robots Season 3, but I have to get my opinions out too, and pretend like people wanna know what I have to say on it lol.

I will say it was underwhelming, though, and the complaint I’ve seen of people saying the company went back on their word over having more 2D animation is completely valid. There should have been way more 2D animated episodes and I’m actually a little pissed they didn’t hire the studio who did Zima Blue and Ice.

Also the NFT bullshit at the end is bullshit. But we are here to talk about the animated shorts themselves, where the studios probably had no part in the NFT bullshit.

Under the cut so as not to spoil anything for those who haven’t watched it:

1. Three Robots: Exit Strategies

Sorry, I saw the political jokes and I just skipped over this one. Legit I don’t care what side it’s poking, I just don’t wanna deal with politics right now. Judge me how you will, I probably deserve it.

2. Bad Travelling

YESSSS, HERE WE GO. RIGHT BACK ON TRACK. The violence in this episode was BRUTAL. The opening was immediately attention catching and I was NOT expecting this monster was gonna be the overall antagonist, thought it would be somewhat of a “charting into monster territory” type of episode. Fascinating that the monster had a form of communication and the gross rotting of its “puppet” was great. Torrin himself was a fantastic character, it’s incredible how one wall-flower of a character at the beginning ends up being so clever, resourceful, and at the same time (somewhat) morally sound. I think it was the same studio that animated The Secret War, because despite the realistic CGI, the characters were all stylized the same way.

10/10 episode, probably the best one in my opinion.

3. The Very Pulse of the Machine

I’m kind of mixed on this one. I liked the acting and even though this episode ends up tripping balls, I can’t really say I’m satisfied with the ending. All that work and the main character ends up throwing herself into the planet’s burning liquid. The planet’s supposed to have a level of sentience but we really can’t say if the planet is good or not; it DID cause an explosion that killed one of the other ladies.

I did like the voice acting though, it was really convincing. I liked the animation style too. Just can’t get behind the story, nor the ending. 6/10.

4. Night of the Mini-Dead.

Honestly I’m not even gonna put this one on a rating scale, it was just a funny dumb little animation. I’ll admit I chuckled here and there. It was fun and it’s way better than half of the shitty animations we got from S1 and S2 like the Hitler shit and the yogurt.

5. Kill Team Kill.

The ONLY 2D animation we got. And it was fun! I liked the character designs, the premise was so goofy that I got a laugh out of it. Felt some of the references were too forced, like the honey badger meme and the Bane meme, but some of the jokes got pretty funny. Also like how the one soldier got attached to the drone. Animation was gorgeous and fluid, the character designs were good, and the ending made me laugh. 9/10

6. Swarm

Ok. Unpopular opinion. You are all probably going to hate me for this and that’s okay, but let it be known that this is just my opinion.

I hate Swarm for the same reasons I hated Beyond the Aquila Rift. And yeah, I hated Beyond the Aquila Rift.

I don’t like the animation, but I will note the positives about the animation: It’s flawless CGI, and it works perfectly for the space environments and the Swarm’s organisms. And it did work for the body horror at the end.

That being said, this story is literally a carbon copy of Aquila Rift’s basic plot points, right down to the forced sex scene. I’m not here to watch porn, I’m here to watch interesting stories; the porn serves no purpose to the plot. I respect people’s opinion on this and Aquila Rift, but I don’t know why people think those are the best ones... unless it’s BECAUSE of the sex. And the CGI has nothing notable or interesting going for it. 4/10. I’d rate it lower but that ending scene made it better. I know that this anthology is supposed to be NSFW but if we’re being honest, it’s more that it doesn’t really add to the story; you could cut out the sex scenes in both Aquila’s Rift and Swarm and the story-telling could still illustrate the relationship between the main characters and their love interests.

7. Mason’s Rats.

Me: *Hears the most Scottish accent I ever heard.*

Me: Is that Craig Ferguson?

Me after watching the credits: I KNEW IT!!

Anyways, this one was goofy. I can’t say it’s fun because I have such a soft spot for any type of rodent (mice, rats, hamsters, squirrels, etc etc etc) so even seeing all those rats being brutally murdered made me sad. And apparently it made the farmer sad too, lol. I like that they went with a Scottish farmer because it made the dialogue that much more entertaining. I like the happy ending too, glad it got resolved the way it did. Still sad all those rats died though ;A; But it gets about a 7 or 8 out of 10.

8. In Vaulted Halls Entombed

Pretty sure this was the same studio that animated Shape-Shifters.

And like Shape-Shifters, it made me sad over the deaths of characters I had maybe five minutes with. I love the dynamic between all of them, and the horror aspect of this episode was PERFECT. I was absolutely freaked out watching this because I had no idea where it was gonna go. I will say Cthulu being in there was... weird, I guess? I feel like after the terrifying piranha spider thingies, they should have gone with something different, but it wasn’t awful. Just a little bit of a weird direction choice. Also Jeff Schine was one of the characters (can’t remember which one) so that’s always nice. The ending was freaky as fuck but I think that was neat. 8/10.

9. Jibaro

... Holy shit, we really only got nine episodes for Season 3? That feels like bullshit.

Anyways. Jibaro. I’m very mixed on this one, and most of this evaluation is based strongly on opinion. It’s the same studio that did The Witness, so the balls-to-the-walls camerawork made sense. The audio can be really jarring as someone with sensory issues, but I’m not faulting the episode for that, because it’s supposed to push how the main character is deaf. So it’s clever. The camerawork makes it a bit hard to track everything, but it adds to the frenetic energy of everything going on.

I will say though that the problems with this short lie in the story itself. Our main guy is completely deaf, so he can resist the water-lady (I’m calling her that) screaming out for people to drown to her death. She does this on purpose to kill people, and the group at the beginning wasn’t even aware that she was there, nor were they trying to harm her; she just kills them. Homeboy is completely deaf and that’s his buff against this killer spirit. He manages to gain an advantage and takes her stuff. SOMEHOW there is river magic or whatever the fuck that gives him his hearing back, and now water-lady (who I assume the show was trying to make us feel bad for her because we see her grieving over the loss of her jewelry and gold scales) is able to kill him.

... Girl, what? You’re out here drowning people; you got your ass kicked fair and square and you probably deserved worse. Homeboy deserved his win, and he didn’t deserve to magically have his hearing restored. 7/10, I call bullshit.

#Love Death & Robots #Love Death & Robots spoilers #I think this was probably the worst season so far #Okay let me rephrase that: It was the weakest season #Did it have some great episodes? Yeah #But also it was NOT very strong and the NFT bullshit only made it worse

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IS PARADOX LIVE THE ANIMATION GOING TO BE THE CATALYST THAT BRINGS ME BACK TO TUMBLR?????

i usually blab about these things with my irl friends but they don’t share my interests and i’m starting to fear i’m being too annoying 💀 SO. i figured i should return to the place where i used to be annoying about the things i like~

i don’t plan on making more ranty posts like this, i’ll just mainly be reblogging and quietly annoying in notes (my beloved feature of this site) i just wanted to give a fair warning and kinda explain myself with a bit of ranting heehee. sorry in advance 🫶

i’ve been a (casual? semi-casual??) fan since the time in-between JUSTICE and PRIDE and just seeing how much this franchise has grown just makes me so EMOTIONAL!!!

episode 1 made me F E R A L .

I REALLY WASNT EXPECTING SUCH GOOD QUALITY. AND 3D MODELS???? I WAS SCREAMING AND CRYING AND PAUSING AND REWINDING SO MUCHHH.

THE SOUNDTRACK. THE REFERENCES. THE FORESHADOWING. THE P A I N . THAT ONE KANATA FRAME LIKE FUCK OFFFF (im far behind in the drama so idk the exact situation bUT STILL.) AND POOR SHIKIIIII :((((((((((((

i couldn’t help but freak out and feel petty with all the BURAIKAN stuff tho, like we knew so little about them and now there’s so many bits about them thrown in episode one 🫠 gahhh

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quick info about my relationship with the franchise incase whoever reads this is also into it (<-just an excuse to be more annoying since i’m already talking about it and have never done so publicly because i do acknowledge it has its issues)

• i keep up with the music releases but as stated i’m behind in the drama (last thing i listened to was VIBES part 1. i plan to catch up before the anime surpasses that point)

• i don’t vote cause collecting points seems like a hassle really (although i feel regret when the group i’m rooting for looses haha 🥲) (i tend to root for the songs i like better/fits the theme best)

• i’m a seiyuu fan and that highly contributed to me getting into paradox live. also the fact there’s utaite involved of course. (AmBitious!!! was my gateway and slowly realizing Murase Ayumu and 96Neko were singing together blew my MIND!!!) (pararai is also responsible for opening my eyes to Kajiwara Gakuto’s appeal hehehe)

• favorite group: BAE (if you couldn’t tell from the above) but as the groups and characters evolved i’ve come to love them all fairly equally (except a few which you could probably guess💀)

• favorite song by each group:

BAE - EmBlem!!! TCW - Shooting Arrows cozmez - Hit em up (i guess? i dont have a clear czmz fav) AKYR - ROWDIEZ -悪漢奴等 Wanted Vibes- BURAIKAN - BURAIKAN is Back VISTY - BE A STAR AMPRULE - Do as I say 1Nm8 - S∀G∀ (honorable mention: Itsuki’s 2nd part in BOH) GokuLuck - Trigger (Ryoga and Kenta’s parts win me over)

• songs i must mention: F△Bulous, BErmud△ Tri△nglE, Mercy On Me, Life is Beautiful, My Sweetest Love, The Sound of Voltage (stopping myself here before i list the whole discography)

• i watched the 1st stage play to fill the void of the inaccessible first Dope Show and i also watched the BAE & TCW show (for Kiyama Ryu) but that’s it… (maybe i’ll return if Takenaka Ryohei is casted in a 2nd gen group 👀) Fight For The PRIDE and Here We Go are certified bangers though

• i watched Dope Show 2 and 3 but cried hard over 3 i bought the night show but then i found out the matinee setlist had Shooting Arrows 😭😭😭 (if they do a 4th and decide to free stream 3 like they did 2 i PRAY it’s the matinee show 🙏 I WANNA SEE TERASHIMA JUNTA SHINE AS SHIKI. for 4 i’ll wait to see the setlist before buying a ticket)

OKAY BYE.

#i must buy the start event archive to experience the OP since we didn’t get it in ep 1 ahhh #why’d this take me over 4 hours why do I do this do you see why i can’t dump all this on my friends disjjdjdjdjdns #wrote this all between 10pm to 2am 💀💀💀

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flowergirlmiwa · 1 year

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Toonami Super Saturday: a retrospective

Toonami: Super Saturday

Written 4/5/21

October 20, 2001 – May 25, 2002 Lineup

1:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 1:30 PM – Dragon Ball Z 2:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 2:30 PM – Dragon Ball Z

After Rising Sun’s lackluster reception on Saturday mornings, Toonami would return to Saturdays later that year with Super Saturday. The express purpose behind this block was to rerun that week’s new episodes of DBZ. I’m not sure if I do or don’t like this, dedicated viewers will have seen the new episodes, but this could also give people who missed an episode a chance to catch up or to give fans a time to reflect before the next slate of new episodes the next week. And, of course, the promise that if something awesome happened and you forgot to tape it, there was always the rerun on Saturday.

Besides that, Super Saturday had the expected bells and whistles or lack thereof. It just used regular bumpers and maybe had the Super Saturday graphic show up every so often. It could be pretty accurately described as programming filler. That’s okay, though.

June 8 – 15, 2002 Lineup

11:00 AM – Dragon Ball Z 11:30 AM – Dragon Ball Z 12:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 12:30 PM – Dragon Ball Z 1:00 PM – Dragon Ball 1:30 PM – Dragon Ball

June 22 – August 17, 2002 Lineup

1:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 1:30 PM – Dragon Ball Z 2:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 2:30 PM – Dragon Ball Z 3:00 PM – Dragon Ball 3:30 PM – Dragon Ball

Two lineups, only difference being their time. There was evidently an attempt to move the block back to begin at 11AM, but it ended up being rejected back to the 1PM start time it had held originally. The only difference here is the addition of Dragon Ball. I’m not sure when this would have happened, but obviously, DBZ ran out of new episodes. In fact, by this point I believe they were doing Saiyan Saga Reruns. This leaves open the question as to whether or not the episodes aired on Super Saturday were the episodes aired on weekdays like before or not, but I don’t really know.

Note that this block went nearly a year being nothing but Dragon Ball. This should give you a good indication how much the show was being pushed by Toonami by this time. Of course, that doesn’t bother me much.

August 31 – November 2, 2002 Lineup

1:00 PM – He-Man and the Masters of the Universe (2002 TV series) 1:30 PM – Transformers: Armada 2:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 2:30 PM – Dragon Ball Z 3:00 PM – Dragon Ball 3:30 PM – Dragon Ball

This new lineup adds two very 2002 newcomers, He-Man and Transformers: Armada. If you ask me, this is a change for the worse.

November 9 – December 21, 2002 Lineup

1:00 PM – He-Man and the Masters of the Universe (2002 TV series) 1:30 PM – Transformers: Armada 2:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 2:30 PM – Dragon Ball 3:00 PM – G Gundam 3:30 PM – G Gundam

G Gundam had just ended its initial run on Toonami, so this was a precient move. At this point, the lineup feels very ‘weekend Toonami’.

December 28, 2002 Lineup

No schedule because it’s just a Samurai Jack marathon. For some reason, this was contextualized as a Toonami marathon, even though Samurai Jack had never aired on any version of Toonami at the time.

Plus, it’s basically all downhill from here for the block. You know it’s a bad sign when the schedule starts changing weekly, but this was the case for much of the rest of Super Saturday’s time.

January 4, 2003 Lineup

1:00 PM – He-Man and the Masters of the Universe (2002 TV series) 1:30 PM – Transformers: Armada 2:00 PM – Zoids: Chaotic Century 2:30 PM – Zoids: Chaotic Century 3:00 PM – Zoids: Chaotic Century 3:30 PM – Zoids: Chaotic Century

Probably the most impactful thing Super Saturday ever really did was this mini marathon, which both debuted and was the only ever airing for these four episodes of Zoids. So that’s something.

January 11, 2003 Lineup

1:00 PM – He-Man and the Masters of the Universe (2002 TV series) 1:30 PM – Transformers: Armada 2:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 2:30 PM – Dragon Ball 3:00 PM – G Gundam 3:30 PM – G Gundam

Another one-week-only schedule, but this time it’s returning to the status quo.

January 18, 2003 Lineup

1:00 PM – He-Man and the Masters of the Universe (2002 TV series) 1:30 PM – He-Man and the Masters of the Universe (2002 TV series) 2:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 2:30 PM – Dragon Ball 3:00 PM – G Gundam 3:30 PM – G Gundam

The only difference is more He-Man. Why? I have no clue.

January 25, 2003 Lineup

1:00 PM – He-Man and the Masters of the Universe (2002 TV series) 1:30 PM – Transformers: Armada 2:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 2:30 PM – Dragon Ball 3:00 PM – G Gundam 3:30 PM – G Gundam

And one final return to the longest running lineup that wasn’t entirely Dragon Ball episodes.

February 1 – 22, 2003 Lineup

1:00 PM – He-Man and the Masters of the Universe (2002 TV series) 1:30 PM – Transformers: Armada 2:00 PM – Dragon Ball Z 2:30 PM – Dragon Ball 3:00 PM – .hack//SIGN 3:30 PM – G Gundam

Super Saturday aired three more times with this lineup, then faded away into the ether. The obvious notable here is the addition of .hack//SIGN, marking the show’s only appearance on a Toonami lineup. The end of Super Saturday coincided with the birth of Saturday Video Entertainment System, which would pick up and begin airing all of Super Saturday’s shows besides DBZ and G Gundam. It is a bit amusing to see .hack//SIGN introduced at 3PM, then after a while end up all the way at midnight.

And that was Toonami: Super Saturday. It’s possibly the least interesting or notable Toonami variant block to discuss, but it still had its moments. To me, its biggest crime was involving He-Man and Transformers: Armada, which I just personally find to be very ‘okay’ shows. Ah well

#my post #Toonami #cartoon network

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mie….could we please get college au eren headcanons👉🏽👈🏽

Of course. I’m always thinking about his big head anyway <33 might as well put it good use.

One thing he learned in college is how to make his hyperfocus/fixation episodes work for him; that’s why he schedules all his classes as close together as possible. He’d rather have class back to back for 5 hours, than have it spread out with hours in between lectures, because that increases his changes of cutting.

You can always tell when he’s in class and/or what class he’s in by how much he responds to your messages. If he doesn’t text back at all, he’s in a class that hard or one he enjoys, or both. But if he’s sending you iMessage games, then you know he’s in his elective that he couldn’t care else about (and is probably cheating in someway somehow lmfao).

He usually puts his phone on dnd when he’s in a class that’s important, but you’re in his favorite contacts, so your messages always ring through. What if it’s an emergency and you need him for something? Advanced Roots of Human Biology can wait.

Some days there are one or two our breaks between his lectures, that’s just how the scheduling works out. When that happens, he usually sneaks into one of your lectures, or goes to your place to take a nap. Your roommates have become accustomed to him, honestly they’ve been considering giving him a key.

Once, he didn’t realize that your lecture was basically a seminar, with you, the prof and maybe six other students. He still stayed lmao, and the prof was so amazed by his dedication, that she didn’t even mind. Occasionally, you’ll catch the two of them talking after lecture. It’s pretty cute the way she’s adopted him into the class even tho he’s not on the roster.

You... have to show him where the library is lmfao. He genuinely has not stepped foot in one until you bring him to one. He likes it tho lmao once he gets used to it.

Speaking of which, do not give him standard directions to find your classes on campus because all you’ll get is, “Babe, I’m gonna keep it real with you, I’ve never heard of the ‘West Quad’ a day in my life. What building are you near.”

He usually comes to see you in the library after all his lectures are done for the day. Sometimes he does homework, sometimes he’s just fucking around on his computer, sometimes he’s just bothering you. When you have to leave to go to class, he stays behind to watch your stuff so you don’t have to pack everything up and come back.

Very protective when it comes to keeping your seat for you. No, you cannot take that chair to your table you good for nothing freshman; it’s reserved for you.

He’ll drag you out of the library if you’ve been cooped up all day, tho. Eren will use his height and his strength against you to get you up. Placates you with kisses when he sees your angry expression, and promises to buy you food.

He takes your backpack for you when you’re walking together,m. His backpack is frustratingly light all the time, even during midterms. You swear all he’s got in there is a pencil and some flashcards.

If you have night classes, he sticks around to walk you home after, especially in the winter when it gets dark faster. If he’s not already on campus, he’ll walk/drive back to meet you; he just doesn’t like you going home alone. Even if your friend/roommate is in the class with you, Eren will walk or drive the both of you home for his own sanity.

He plays sports, so he usually has practice most evenings, but he’ll find a way to make time. If practice was particularly brutal, he’ll probably crash at your place.

He loves it when you come to meet him after practice. His whole face lights up and he waves obnoxiously, before he gathers up his stuff and all but sprints towards you. You get a cold water bottle to the face, or a bit of water splashed on you usually, which he takes immense amusement in.

He knows it’s not possible for you to make it to all of his games, and usually it doesn’t bother him much; you’ve got your own life, and work to worry about. All he asks is that you wear his jersey, or any item of his sports apparel/merch on game day (he’s partial to hoodies).

By the time junior year rolls around, he’s not all that interested in attending parties that aren’t hosted by your friends; so, unless it’s at Connie, Jean, or Reiner and Bertholdt’s place, Eren will usually decline. Even team parties, he’s not crazy about unless it’s to celebrate a championship or something. He’d much rather celebrate with you.

He does get excited about hosting parties though, and he and Jean become pretty damn good co-hosts. They don’t throw ragers, and that’s probably why Eren likes it so much. It’s usually your friend group and a couple plus ones, some good music, games, weed, and take-out.

He’ll buy you coffee whenever you ask for it. The first time, he just orders something plain, not really knowing the difference between anything; but give it two or three tries, and he’ll get it perfect. He becomes so good that he can order you something new/different and you’ll love it.

That’s kind of the start of his own coffee addiction, and more often than not, when he buys you a cup, he’s on his second or third of the day himself. The flavor has really grown on him, okay.

He much prefers your apartment, but on occasion, he’ll ask you to come to his. You’ve been studying for so long, a change of environment should do you good, he claims. He’s a fucking liar tho because that’s all Eren Talk for “I do genuinely want you to come over, but my plans are to coerce you out of doing your assignments and doing me instead.”

Lmfao he adds you on Apple Watch Rings just so you can see him close his rings every day and laugh at you. Even if yours get closed by virtue of walking around campus or working out or whatever, his numbers are stupidly high because he fucking has practice at least 4 days of the week.

Of course when you’re running on a soccer field for 2 hours every day, you close your Move Ring five times, Eren. Leave the rest of us alone.

He buys you guys matching accessories for your keychains. It’s something pretty cute, and slightly random, but it reminded him of you. It also serves as a reminder to himself to take his fucking keys with him when he leaves his house.

He sleeps like a fucking rock, so do not let him fall asleep in the library. Waking him up is a mission, and he’s never happy to be woken up. He looks kinda cute tho.

He schedules dates for you and his friends. Usually by accident, but hear me out. Sometimes he’ll make plans with Armin, then forget that he has class or a test or something; so his solution is to text you, “hey, i forgot min and i were supposed to go some aquarium tomorrow but i have a midterm so here’s the pdf of my ticket, go with him for me, thanks babe love u” then, boop, you and Armin have an aquarium date Friday evening.

The same thing happens with Mikasa, though, she usually catches the scheduling conflict before Eren does, and invites you out herself. You and Mikasa hang out quite a bit anyway, so it comes to the point where she tells you when she’s gonna hang out with Eren, so you can make yourself free for when he inevitably remember he has a game that day.

Mikasa is most amazed that you’ve put up with Eren this long lmao. You’ve certainly lessened her Eren & Armin babysitting hours, and for that she’s eternally grateful. Also, she’s just happy to have another close friend. She loves Eren and Armin, but they’re not the most social beings, and she was literally their only friend besides the other for all their childhood PLEASE she’s so happy you’re around.

It’s Mikasa, however, who babysits you and Eren whenever you both get too drunk. Says you guys are two peas in a pod (affectionate<2)

If you tell Eren something important that happened, like an internship you got, or a good grade in a class, or something, he usually relays that information to his mom pls. He texts her every day, and if she doesn’t ask for an update on you first, he gives her one.

Carla calls you sometimes, too. At least once every few weeks, just to check on you herself. She really likes you for Eren, and is grateful someone is willing to put up with her hotheaded son.

Eren’s always using your fucking chapstick. Always. You know he has his own, so why he needs to use yours is beyond you. Finds time to make some dumbass comment about how it’s an “indirect kiss” every time he uses it too. Like bro, we’re dating, and have had many direct kisses why are you like this.

He posts on Instagram every few weeks or so, but you’re on his story every few days. Usually, it’s just a video of you minding your business and doing your work while Eren slowly zooms in before making some loud noise to surprise you, all so he can get your reaction on video and laugh at it. He’s annoying.

He’s a bit of a copycat when it comes to the products you use. He’ll buy the same brand of pens as you (for that matter, all of his school supplies mirror yours because what does he know about the difference between A4 and A5 notebooks?), put a little hand sanitizer on his backpack like yours (and a lotion, too, for good measure), he even copies your Starbucks order until he finds one he likes for himself. It’s one of his love languages <3

If you’re wondering where your eyelash curler went, Eren stole it to try it on himself, hurt himself, vowed to never use it again, went back because he wanted to “do it right and not give up,” liked the results when he didn’t pinch his eyelid, and now it’s his.

That being said, stop trying to put your Fenty lipgloss on him, it’s never going to happen. Eye makeup, maybe, only if you sit in his lap and he can have his hands on your ass while you do it.

What he does love is letting you do his skincare. He will set aside dedicated skincare nights, he adores it. Easily one of his favorite things ever.

You have his wallet. Not because he’s your sugar daddy or anything (although, if you want something, he’d definitely let you use his card to get it; and even if you bought something without asking, he wouldn’t think twice about it), but because he put it in your bag once and never took it out.

When you tried to give it back, he just shook his head and told you to keep it, “I have my ID in my phone case anyway, and you’re less likely to lose it. Plus I put all my cards on Apple Pay, so I’m good.”

When you do make it to a game of his, he’s all over you when it’s over. Not in a cocky athlete boyfriend kind of way; in a very sleepy boyfriend kind of way. He’s usually got ice on at least one part of his body, and he’s got half his body weight on you as you walk to the car.

By the time you guys get back to your place, he’s practically sleep walking. The only thing on his mind is taking a hot shower to soothe his muscles, and heading to bed. The aftermath of game days aren’t all that bad though, because even if you didn’t show, you’re always there to kiss him when he’s home and massage his shoulders, and cuddle him to sleep; and that’s his favorite part.

#anonymous #hes so fucking cute hes my fucking BOYFRIENDDDDDDDDD #eren x reader #aot x reader #eren jaeger x reader #aot imagines #eren fluff #eren smut

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theirbbygirl · 3 years

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Second Lead Syndrome

Word Count: ~8.7k words

liked this? there’s more on my masterlist!

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Comedy, Female reader insert

Description: Y/n and Minho have been friends for more than 2 years now, but suddenly she begins to see herself as the mere second lead in Minho’s story. Will she be the rare second lead who gets her own happy ending?

Warnings: some crying, themes of unrequited love (if there’s anything that I missed don’t hesitated to let me know!)

I’d only ever encountered Second Lead Syndrome in the dramas I’d watched. Wanting the girl to end up with the second lead who was so obviously the better and healthier choice, but like every avid watcher of kdramas, it's more than likely for the main leads to end up with each other, that was just how it worked. What I never thought I’d encounter was seeing it happen before my own eyes and experience it firsthand.

Life was never supposed to be a kdrama. Life was supposed to be simple, a straight line, going from point A to B with no complications. But life never really went my way did it? It just had to throw in one variable, one man that had too much influence on my life.

I couldn’t remember the first time I met Minho. It was probably sometime in the first grade when his family first moved in next to mine. But alas, we were both too young to remember exactly what sparked our friendship. One day we were strangers and the next we had given our parents a near heart attack when we both went after a stray cat on the way back home (my mom’s words, not ours). From then my memories were filled with him, just us besties hanging out like anyone would with their best friend. First party, first mental breakdown, first drink, all with him. Soon enough we were in our final year of University, and ultimately, adults.

The Minho I knew was laid back, not too extroverted but not too introverted either. While I completely contrasted him, always anxious about something, wanting perfection to the T, and completely and utterly introverted. Our friendship, moving into University, sparked a lot of questions. You wouldn’t typically find the introverted straight-A student with the borderline badboy tsundere walking and laughing in the halls together, spending practically every waking moment together. But Minho didn’t care, and neither did I, so we moved through life pretty easily.

One of the few things we had in common was our love for cats, and when we both foudn out there was a cat cafe just a few minutes walk from our campus, you best bet we spent too much of our time and money there. Studying, hanging out, anything you could imagine. If we weren’t in one of our dorms, we were more than likely to be in the cat cafe.

Every day after class we’d go there and we’d complain about our least favorite professors and how lectures would seemingly last for longer than they should. Additionally, Minho had almost become akin to my own dormmate with how much time he spent in my dorm. He’d come in whenever he wished, stealing my frozen pizzas and sodas, using my Netflix account on my TV to watch weird National Geographic shows and make random comments like “that snake looks just like Kim Seungmin,” or “look its Hannie” whenever a squirrel came on screen. Minho was always there when I needed a drinking partner after bombing a test or assignment, pouring me shots of soju until I passed out and bringing me to my bed and tucking me in whiel he would sleep on the couch to make sure I wouldn’t do anything stupid in the middle of the night.

Although, more people knew Minho’s name than mine, but that didn’t bother any of us. We continued on being friends as usual, and it felt like nothing would change that. Life was moving in a straight line like it should’ve always been.

At least, that’s what it felt like until February, just a few months before we graduated.

I make my way to our usual spot in the courtyard after buying an iced coffee and a snickers bar from the vending machine next to my classroom, I walk up behind Minho sitting on a bench when I find him staring out in front of him instead of looking at cat videos on his phone like he usually does. Slowing my walk, I trail my eyes to the vague direction he’s facing and see that he’s looking at Kim Seungmin and a girl chatting outside the classroom. I ignore the thought, opting to think that Minho must’ve spaced out thinking about how he would irritate Seungmin next class. I plop down next to him when he still doesn’t take note of my arrival, so I get right next to his ear and blow cold air into it, snickering when he jolts in surprise.

“What was that for?” He whines, fake annoyed.

“You got lost up in your thoughts for a certain Kim Seungmin there.” I snicker some more, opening my snickers (hehe) bar.

Just as I’m about to take the first bite of the sugary goodness, the chocolate bar gets snatched out of my hands and a certain Lee Minho takes an obnoxious bite out of it, not even giving it back but eating it like it was his. I pout, watching him devour my snack, knowing that I couldn’t do anything to get it back.

“For your information, I was not thinking about Kim Seungmin.” He says pointedly, slightly muffled by the chocolate in his mouth.

I sigh, knowing I wasn’t going to get that chocolate bar back any time soon, and open my iced coffee. “So what were you thinking about then?” I ask before taking a sip.

“Don’t know, spaced out.” Is all the answer I get and I highly doubt him, but I brush it off anyways and don’t pry.

Minho and I slide into our usual conversation about assignments, plans for the week, and everything under the sun. We talk about how he’s planning to visit home the next day and stay for a weekend and how excited he is to see his cats after a long time, I unknowingly smile at his ramble about how talkative Dori is, and just sit back and listen. I never took into account how healing it was to just watch and listen to him talk, the sultry of his voice and his little exclamations of frustration or excitement that came once in a while. I had to catch myself from staring when he turned to look at me, having asked me a question I didn’t catch.

“Sorry what was that?” I ask.

“Am I that beautiful for you to have lost your hearing to my handsome face?” I couldn’t just tell him that that was basically what had happened, it would inflate his ego by too much and reveal everything I’d hidden thus far.

“The heck? No, I was thinking about how great it would be to get some peace and quiet while you’re not around this weekend.” I lie, having Minho around is the only thing that brings me entertainment that isn’t endless sappy kdramas on my laptop, but he can never know that.

Minho scoffs, says something under his breath that I don’t quite catch, then turns back to me. “You love me.” He says with a pout.

“Unfortunately I do.”

That was the first of many inconspicuous confessions.

It was nearing 3 or 4 am and I was about halfway done with another kdrama when several knocks resound through the small living space. Knowing exactly who it is, I only shout back “you know the code!” and moments later the door opens.

I don’t bother to get up and greet Minho, this exact scene has happened too many times for either of us to care at this point, and it doesn’t surprise me that the moment he enters he shouts, “Honey I’m home!” like we’re in some cheesy romcom.

“Mhmm, welcome home, leech.” I enunciate the last word purposely, but I know he won’t bat an eye at the term. I continue to chew my popcorn while he wanders through my cabinets, looking for snacks. “There’s chips in the cabinet next to the fridge and sprite in there too. If you want more food order Chinese takeout.”

“I don’t have my wallet.” I can practically hear his pout from where I sat, eyes unmoving from the TV screen.

“You know where mine is, but you have to pay me back.” A few seconds pass with no response until suddenly he’s next to me and kissing my cheek.

“I loveeee you!” He says too sweetly, retreating back to the mini-kitchen to order takeout.

“Mhmm, I love you too.” I say, not loud enough for him to hear the confidence missing from my tone.

Continuing to watch the episode of in front of me, I remain in my comfortable position, only moving to lift my legs when Minho comes back to sit on the couch under my legs and the blanket.

“Oh you’re watching this one?” He asks, reaching into the bowl of popcorn I offer him.

“Yeah, didn’t have anything else to watch so I put it on since everyone seems to like it so much.”

“Mm,” he hums while also indulging himself into the scenes playing in front of him. “You’re probably team potato guy, right?”

“What kind of question is that? Of course I am!” I scoff.

“I don’t know, I still think she should end up with Jae-eon.”

“Are you crazy? He literally leads her on like every playboy and is ruining her mentality by not defining their relationship.”

“Yeah, but they’re so cute together, and you can totally tell he feels something for her.” He argues.

“Just cause they’re cute together doesn’t mean they’re good for each other, the entire guy is a walking red flag, I don’t understand why she doesn’t just walk away when she’s had experience with a shit boyfriend.” I sigh.

“You, have major second lead syndrome.” He points an accusing finger at me.

“So what? It’s for good reason, the main lead is toxic as fuck and you can’t change my mind.” I upturn my nose, turning back to the TV and continuing to watch the episode.

The mentioning of the second lead sends a flurry of thoughts into my brain for a reason I can’t comprehend. Sometimes the main leads aren’t that bad but still we want the main character to end up with the second lead, maybe out of our own natural selfishness because we prefer the second lead more. I shake the thoughts away, trying to convince myself that kdramas were only works of fiction and too cheesy to be real, yet for whatever reason I always felt a connection with the second leads, like our emotions directed to our crushes were the same, because I knew that I would always be the second lead in Minho’s story.

Minho’s name was always called out more times than mine was growing up, which I didn’t really mind until our hangout time would be seriously cut down because he had to hang out with other friends. Don’t get me wrong, I loved that he had friends, but there was a little bit of selfishness in me that wanted him to myself.

A new drama and a few episodes later, plus Chinese takeout, lead to our eventual demise. We both fall asleep on the couch in less than comfortable positions and wake up with stiff-neck, us groaning at the pain.

We continue on with our usual morning routines, taking turns freshening up in the bathroom before heading out for breakfast at Paws and Pastries since we were both too lazy to make food ourselves. Besides, hot coffee in the morning plus good sandwiches AND cats? What more could you ask for?

When we enter the cat cafe I notice a familiar face behind the cashier, it was the same girl Seungmin was talking to on Friday, and the same girl I caught Minho staring at. We walk up to the cashier, I order my food first, a simple breakfast sandwich with a coffee to go with it and wait next to Minho to finish ordering.

I made the mistake up glancing up at his face as he was telling his order to her, Ahra, her name tag read. There was something in his eyes that glinted that I had never seen before, not when he talked to Han and not when he talked to me. I couldn’t help but feel a pang of emotion in the middle of my chest before forcing myself to look back down, inserting my card and paying for everything. I sent the girl a thank you and a kind smile after she told us our food would be right over, and both me and Minho went over to our usual table in the back corner next to the cat’s jungle gym and right up next to the window. I get lost in my thoughts while we begin playing with the cats we were so accustomed to.

Like most second leads, I knew exactly what my feelings were. I was practically an adult, how could I miss the fast beating of my heart or my clammy hands whenever I was around him? But again, like most second leads, I knew I’d never get a chance with him, not when everything we did together was purely platonic. It was painfully obvious that I’d be stuck with an unrequited love for who knows how long, and I couldn’t just detach myself from him all of a sudden to get over my feelings because a) he’d notice and force me to tell him what was wrong, ultimately leading me to tell him that I had feelings for him, and b) the moment I would come back or see him for even just a second I know I would develop those feelings all over again. Neither of which were choices I was willing to take so I suck it up and see him every day, ignoring everything my heart was telling me.

I look up from the cat that I’m petting in my lap and look at Minho again, only to find him staring at Ahra who was taking people’s orders with a perfect pearly smile. It was in that moment that I knew, I had just found the female lead of Minho’s story.

3 weeks go by in a similar manner. Minho and I see Ahra around campus a few times and with some twisted fate, she’s on the clock every time we go to Paws and Pastries. Minho, being his smooth self, easily gets himself acquainted with her. They laugh and giggle so naturally and can slip into conversation so easily I’m almost envious of Minho and his non-introverted self.

Not being one to try and stop fate, I watch it all happen. Telling Minho to ask her out already and teasing him about how lovesick he gets when he sees her nearby or at the cafe. I know Minho likes her when he blushes or gets defensive whenever I mention her in our conversations even though he’s never explicitly told me himself. I put on a face in front of him whenever these conversations come up, not wanting to get in the way of his happiness.

One day some of our friends want to meet up outside of campus, we make plans to meet up at a bowling alley, ready to have fun until the late evening hours. Seungmin brought Ahra along with him, asking if it was okay to invite her since they were friends. Everyone agrees and we all meet up as planned. When everyone gets there, including Seungmin and Ahra, we introduce ourselves, Minho not having to introduce himself and easily speaking with her like they always did whenever running into each other. All the the boys have raised brows and mischievous smiles as they watch the interaction between the two, but only one looks at me in concern.

A majority of the night passes by with laughter and teasing, how Chan was terrible at bowling this night and Minho easily beating him despite never doing too well on our previous adventures to the bowling alley. I spend the night with the rest of the boys, while Minho and Ahra spend time getting to know each other even more. There’s a point in the evening where I see Minho hold out his phone to Ahra to exchange numbers, I can hear her giggle when they take a selfie together, probably for her profile picture. I have to turn my head away quickly to ignore the cracking of my own heart when Minho puts his arm on the couch behind Ahra, he does it so naturally, yet he’s never done it with me. I will my thoughts to focus on the game and not on Minho, not noticing the same pair of concerned eyes until they speak up.

“Are you alright?” Hyunjin asks.

“Hm? Of course I am, why wouldn’t I be?” My voice cracks halfway through and I try to hide my sad eyes, even though I was fully aware that Hyunjin had probably noticed that something was up.

“‘Cause you seem pretty affected by that scene over there.” He motions to Minho and Ahra with a nod of his head.

“It’s nothing, Hyun, just nice seeing Minho talking to more people.”

“Y/n, you know he talks to people all the time, and you’re not nearly as affected then as you are now.”

“Hyunjin, really, it’s fine.” I try to convince him but he says something that lets me know that he knows.

“You like Minho.”

“What? No that’s absurd I-“ He looks at me pointedly, and I sigh in defeat. “Yeah, okay, you got me.”

“Why don’t you say anything? Clearly it hurts you to see him like that.” He refers to Minho getting cozy with her.

“Hyunjin, it’s clear that everything we have is platonic, he even called me his sister several times. And who am I to get in the way of him getting into a relationship? That’s not my place to say anything, especially when his last girlfriend was 2 years ago.”

“I get that, but shouldn’t he at least deserve to know? He says that he knows everything about you, but there’s one thing that he doesn't. You know practically everything about him, isn’t it a little unfair?”

“We have choices as to what we share with each other and what we don’t, it’s his choice to tell me what he wants to and my choice to tell him what I want to tell him. Besides, he hasn’t even told me that he has a crush on Ahra yet.”

“So maybe he doesn’t then.”

“Hyunjin, just look at him, he’s a puppy in love.” I glance back over to Minho and Ahra sitting parallel to us. Minho is smiling brightly, more brightly than I had seen in a while and I can’t help but let my lips upturn at the corners just slightly in another sad smile.

Hyunjin sighs next to me, and I look back to him. “I’m sorry y/n, I really wish he would end up with you instead of her, it doesn’t seem fair to you.”

“Hey, don’t say that, Ahra seems like a nice girl, she and Minho will get along great. And nothing in life is fair Hyunjin, that’s just something you come to accept.” I say, getting up. “I’m gonna get some drinks, does anyone want anything?” I ask everyone.

“Cola!” “Me too!” “Me three!” “A lemonade please.” A few of the boys shout back.

“Anything for you guys?” I turn to Minho and Ahra. They both shake their heads. “Okay then, I’ll be back in a minute guys.” I smile at the group before going to get the drinks.

While walking away from the group I let a teardrop fall from my eye, wiping it away just before I order.

Life’s unfair, that’s just something I have to accept.

A week goes by and Minho’s talking about how he and Ahra message often, how he thinks they get along well and he’s gonna ask her out.

Another week goes by and they’ve gone on their first date, he takes her to the beach and they have a picnic.

Two weeks after that they’ve gone on several dates and are officially boyfriend and girlfriend, I don’t even find out separately at this point, I find out with the rest of the group over dinner.

A few days after that Minho calls off one of our late night binge watching sessions, texting me an apology and that Ahra needs him. I tell him it’s okay and to send my regards to her.

It’s a week and half after and Minho regularly calls off our meetups at the cafe after school or at one another’s dorms to tend to Ahra. I tell him it’s fine each time and to not feel bad. He did the same today, and I sit alone at our usual table, mindlessly petting a cat in my lap while zoning out into in my mug of coffee.

All while this happens, I watch, and I let it happen. I don’t fight for him because it didn’t feel right, sometimes second leads let their love fall for someone else, and that’s all it felt like I could do.

Fighting for Minho felt selfish, especially when I knew I had no chance and he’d already fallen for Ahra. I couldn’t suddenly come out of the blue and tell him “hey, I have feelings for you,” when he’s already dating Ahra, I’d look like a major asshole if I did. All I could do was watch and see how we begun to drift farther and farther apart.

With Minho being absent more often, I don’t get to tell him much. Like the internship offer I got to continue pursuing graphic design in Itaewon. I got the email almost a week ago, and I had two more weeks to decide if I was going to take the offer. With nobody to consult about it with I continue to push it to the back of my mind, not wanting to deal with more stress just yet.

Just as I’m taking another sip of my coffee a familiar head of long blonde hair enters the cafe. My head tilts to the side in confusion as he scans the room for someone when he meets eyes with me, he makes his way over and sits in the seat in front of me and doesn’t say anything.

“You’re rarely on this side of town, why are you here?” I ask Hyunjin first.

“I heard something from Ms. Kim in our art class and needed to know if it was true.” He says seriously.

“What…” I feel like I know what he’s going to say, but I ask anyways. “What did you hear?”

“That you were offered an internship in Itaewon.”

“Hyunjin I-“

“Is it really true? She said you had two more weeks to decide, how come you haven’t told anybody? Does Minho know? Are you gonna leave? What about-” He begins to spurt out question after question and it’s almost too much for me to handle.

“Hyunjin!” I raise my voice just slightly to get him to stop but I have to turn it down again when the volume of my voice makes a few of the other customers’ heads turn. “Calm down, yes it’s true, yes I have two more weeks to decide if I’m going or not, I didn’t know how I would tell any of you, no, Minho doesn’t know and I don’t plan on telling him.”

“Are you… Are you gonna take the offer?” He asks slowly.

I prop my elbows onto the table as the cat leaves my lap and my head drops into my hands as I sigh in exasperation. “I don’t know.” Tears are gathering in my eyes as I think about it.

“Y/n, have you thought about the offer at all?”

“Yes and no.” I don’t need to lift my head to sense Hyunjin’s confusion. “It’s hard to think about it when you’re watching your crush of 2 years date someone else while you’re also trying to finish up your senior year. But it’s also all I can think about when I’m alone, which I find myself a lot, thinking about having to find a place to live in Itaewon and transfer and mentally prepare to leave you all here, but if I don’t take it then it’ll be even harder to find an offer like this. It’s all I can think about and also something that I can’t bring myself to think about, Hyunjin.” I lift my head and my teary eyes meet his own.

“Y/n…” His voice breaks saying my name.

“I think I’m going to take it.” I pause. “Once I finish all of my final assignments the only thing I have left to really worry about is graduating and finding a job, and I don’t think I can take watching Minho and Ahra anymore Hyun, I don’t think I can stomach it. I’m happy for them, I truly am, but it’s also affecting me and I don’t think I should ignore that anymore. If I’m in Itaewon I have a job and I won’t have to worry about feelings anymore, two birds with one stone.”

I see the hesitancy in Hyunjin’s facial expressions before he speaks. “If that’s what you think you should do, then I’ll support you all the way. But shouldn’t you tell Minho about this?”

“I’m not, because if I do, Minho is gonna find some way to get me to stay and I’ll crumble and stay because he affects me the most.” Hyunjin merely nods in response. “Hyunjin, you are the only one that can know about this, okay? I can’t have everyone else know this, especially Minho, okay?”

Hesitation again, and then, “Okay.”

Hyunjin keeps his promise, he keeps the secret of me leaving from everyone. Even as graduation inches closer and our group begins to talk more about job searching, what comes next, and similar topics, the two of us keep it a secret. Whenever they asked me what I was thinking of doing next I always just told them “oh probably looking for internships nearby,” and no more questions are asked.

Minho and Ahra were still very much in love, even more than before, if the growing absence of Minho’s presence was anything to go by. I barely saw Minho anymore, maybe catching him at the end of the hall every once in awhile, but he was always walking with Ahra so all I could say was “hello” and “goodbye.”

Each goodbye begun to hold more and more weight as the days passed. Even the short ones I would tell Minho after passing him in the halls. I couldn’t even conjure how I would tell everyone, maybe send a letter to each of their places? A text message? Tell them after the graduation ceremony just before I left for the train station? I thought about how I would say goodbye as I begun to pack up my dorm. Graduation was nearing, I had already turned in all of my final assignments, and all there was left was to pack. I would leave after the ceremony ended, sometime in the afternoon. I wouldn’t even get the chance to properly celebrate being graduates with my friends because I was leaving in the afternoon. I’d get situated in my new apartment in Itaewon and get accustomed to new life outside of Gimpo.

The thought of leaving panged my heart harshly, I had never left Gimpo permanently before. Sure, I had gone on trips to the US and Singapore and Seoul before, but I had never moved from Gimpo. I was born and raised in Gimpo, met Minho and all of our friends here, so the thought of moving for the first time did something to my heart. I attended all of our group hangouts with a nostalgic mindset, remembering the first time we all met, when we all got wasted one time on a Friday night after some big exam week. I look around our table of friends and think about how much I’ll miss all of this when I leave for Itaewon.

Another thing that panged my heart, Minho and I distancing. I knew it was coming, Minho and I didn’t text or talk about hanging out anymore. He walked Ahra to her classes now, and had dates with her after class instead of meeting me at our cafe. Eventually I stopped getting apology messages, and stopped expecting him at the cafe anymore. I couldn’t blame him, Ahra was his girlfriend and I accepted that long ago. Instead I just played the supportive friend on the sidelines, and I’d continue to play that role for as long as I had to.

It came to be the night before we graduated, and all of us minus Minho and Ahra were sat around a table in one of the restaurants we frequented, it wasn’t too late in the evening, and we all just sat in silence after finishing our food with bottles and glasses of soju now sitting in front of us. A majority of our meal was full of reminiscing, talking about memories that crack everyone up and left smiles on our faces.

“So, we really graduate tomorrow, huh?” Changbin says when the table quiets down.

“Yeah, I guess we do.” Chan says quietly.

My eyes tear up and I begin to sniff without control, the weight of my department tomorrow weighing heavily on my shoulders. Hyunjin puts an arm around my shoulders and gives me a tissue, whispering “it’s okay, it’s okay” to me while I try to calm down.

Everyone looks at me in confusion before Chan speaks first. “Y/n are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I just…” I trail off, not sure what to say.

“Do you want to tell them?” Hyunjin asks softly.

“Tell us what?” Seungmin says this time.

Hyunjin looks to me first before nodding, and I begin to spill my secret. “I got an internship offer.”

The table erupts in cheers and I get congratulations thrown back at me before I can even continue.

“But…” Immediately everyone silences and looks to me in expectation. “It’s in Itaewon.”

There’s a tense air that falls around us. “What?” Felix says in disbelief.

“You’re not leaving us, right Noona?” Jeongin asks from another part of the table.

I look to Jeongin with sad eyes, smiling sadly. “I leave tomorrow, after our graduation ceremony.” There’s some gasps around the table.

“What?! Y/n, why didn’t you tell us sooner?” Changbin blows up and Chan has to place a hand on his shoulder to restrain him.

“I didn’t want every time we met leading up to graduation to feel like a goodbye, Bin, I couldn’t handle that. So I kept it from you all so there wasn’t this tension every time we met.” I explained.

“Does Minho know?” Seungmin asks this time, and I shake my head.

“Y/n…” Han says worriedly.

“Guys, I know I’m not the only one that’s noticed that me and Minho aren’t that close anymore, so I haven’t really gotten the chance to tell him. But I told Hyunjin this a long time ago, that I wouldn’t tell Minho specifically, because there’s some things that I need to figure out and if I told him he’d find some way to keep me from going, or even worse, follow me. At least with Ahra by his side he won’t follow me to Itaewon.” There’s nods all around the table, understanding where I’m coming from.

“We’re gonna miss you a lot.” Felix sniffs and I coo, getting up from my seat to wrap my arms around him from behind.

“I’m gonna miss you all too.” I sniff with him, a few tears escaping my eyes.

Chan comes to join our hug, then Han, then Jeongin, and soon enough everyone has joined the group hug with me in the middle. All of us are crying, and I had never felt more loved than that moment.

Eventually we break away from the hug and return to our seats, everyone dabbing at their eyes with tissues and sniffing.

“Let’s all stop crying, tonight is a night to celebrate, all of us graduate tomorrow, and our dear Y/n got an internship offer in a big city!” Han holds up a drink and we all do the same, cheering and clinking our glasses together and celebrating the night away.

The next morning I get ready for graduation early, putting on my makeup and doing my hair, and sending a message.

to: [cat dad who’s a leech :D]

hey, can you meet me at p&p in thirty?

My heart picks up the pace as I send the message, I didn’t expect him to answer so quickly yet his message pings my phone within 2 minutes.

from: [cat dad who’s a leech :D]

sure, i can be there

to: [cat dad who’s a leech :D]

sweet, i’ll see you there

I turn my phone off and take a deep breath, we still had a few hours before we had to be at the school for our graduation ceremony, I’d have to leave just a few minutes after the ceremony ended which wouldn’t give me enough time to tell Minho, so, I made the painful decision the night before to tell him in the morning. I’d do it in our favorite spot in the corner of our favorite cat cafe, tell him the news slowly and hope that he takes it well.

I leave my house and 15 minutes later I’m in our usual booth, my coffee order sitting in front of me and the cats all wandering around as there weren’t too many people since it was relatively early in the morning. I already bought Minho his typical Iced Americano and it sat in front of me, awaiting it’s owner.

10 minutes later Minho arrives and makes his way to the table, sitting in front of me, smiling, unknowing of what’s about to happen.

“Hey.” I smile at him.

“Hey you.” He smiles back brightly. “Sorry I couldn’t see you guys last night, I took Ahra out for dinner last night on a date.”

“It’s completely alright, how are you guys?”

“Pretty good, things are going okay right now.” He answers.

“That’s good.” Nervously I take a sip of my macchiato in front of me, my leg bouncing in anxiety.

“Y/n? Is everything alright? Your leg’s bouncing pretty fast right now.” Curse Minho and the fact that he knows so much about me, he reaches out for my wrist and checks my pulse, quickly noticing how fast it’s beating as his brows furrow in confusion.

“Minho, there’s something I need to tell you.” I say, retracting my wrist from his grip. He doesn’t answer me but instead tilts his head like a cat does when it looks at its owner questionably. “I’m leaving.”

“What?” He asks.

How could one look so endearing, head tilted and eyes full of emotion as I break the news to him? I ask myself. “I got an internship offer for a company in Itaewon, I accepted it and I’m leaving for Itaewon, today.”

“You’re leaving today?” He says in disbelief, sounding out of breath.

I nod and continue. “After the graduation today I have to catch my bus. I didn’t have any other time to tell you so I had to tell you now.”

“You’re… You’re just telling me now? Do the others know about this?”

“I only told them last night.”

“You couldn’t have thought of telling me sooner?” He starts to get angry.

“Minho I-“

“What happened to telling me everything, huh? What happened to when we used to know everything about each other?”

“Minho, those days are long behind us, you have bigger priorities now, like putting your focus on your girlfriend, Minho. I couldn’t tell you because I knew you’d do something rash, and I didn’t even tell the others until last night because I knew every time we’d see each other it would be like preparing for the day I leave. You and Ahra have something so great going on for the two of you right now and telling you that I was leaving would take you away from that, and I can’t do that to you or her. Ahra is an amazing girl, and you have her now.”

“Will you at least visit?” His eyes are full of tears, some of the first I’ve seen in years and I hate that I’m the cause of it.

“I don’t know yet, there’s some things I need to figure out myself first, before I can visit. But at some point maybe I will, when I’ve figured things out I’ll try visiting from time to time.” I offer him a sad smile.

After a few moments of silence I get up from my seat.

“We still have a graduation left, Min, I’ll still see you then.” I ruffle his hair and walk out of the cafe, no more secrets but one weighing down on my chest.

The Graduation ceremony passes by in a blur. One moment we were listening to the speeches of each of the professors and the next we were tossing our caps into the air, cheering as we became alumni of our university.

Our friend group met up in the front of the school, taking pictures with our parents and congratulating each other. Eventually, the time comes and I have to go.

Our group stands in a circle, unmoving, as we all look at each other.

“I’m gonna miss all of you so much.” I say in tears as my voice breaks.

“We’re gonna miss you too, Y/n.” Hyunjin says. At his words everyone gathers into a group hug full of tears and the weight of a goodbye on our shoulders.

“You better promise to visit us, okay?” Felix holds me by the shoulders and makes a point to look me in the eye. Not trusting my voice, I nod and he brings me into one more hug.

I hug each of them individually, saying a few words, before I reach the last person.

I hug Minho and look into his eyes for the last time for a while.

“I’ll miss you.” He whispers.

“Me too.” And that’s all I can say.

I leave the campus for the last time, hopping in my car to head to the station and start anew.

Second leads always leave in the end, they leave and let the two main leads have a happy ending. That’s what it felt like I was doing, and I couldn’t tell if I was content with my choice or not.

Two and a half months in Itaewon passes quickly.

The move into my new apartment was smooth, and it was odd to be in a bigger space than a small dorm room. It felt like I had more space than I knew what to do with.

My internship was moving along smoothly as well, everyone I had met so far were really kind and taught me a lot. I was worried about feeling out of place but I had met a few other girls not much older than me who helped me feel at home.

Being alone in a big city was unnerving, but what made it so much more comfortable was the addition of a cat that my parents had bought me as my graduation gift. She was a chartreux cat who I named Luna because I had always dreamed of naming my first cat that. My parents covered most of the costs of basic things like cat toys, a scratch post, her bed, and similar things. I thanked my parents endlessly when they came over to my apartment a week after I had moved in and gave me Luna. I wasn’t gone for too long during the day and always left food for her, she was great company when I came home and worked on projects late into the evening, curling up into my lap like the cats at the old cafe used to. She was my best friend in a city I was still getting accustomed to.

I hadn’t talked to the guys much, I’d talked with them a few times in the group chat about how their job searches were going and trips they were planning to take soon. It was nice talking with them every so often but all of us were still pretty busy moving onto the next chapter of our lives.

I hadn’t talked to Minho since I left, I’d assumed that he and Ahra were doing well, but that’s all that was, assumption. None of the boys talked about him and I couldn’t understand why, but I never asked since I was supposed to be moving on from my feelings in the first place. I thought I had been doing pretty well until something would come up that reminded me of him, like his favorite song would play in the cafe I bought my morning coffee in and spent my breaks at, or snapchat would send me “Today, 1 year ago” memories of him and me fooling around at Paws and Pastries. Whenever that would happen I’d be sent back to square one, and it felt like I’d never move on from Minho.

I was on my way out to grab a coffee and spend my off day walking around, maybe looking into a few shops when I got a call from Hyunjin.

“Y/n! My favorite girl, how are you?”

“Hyunjin? What’s with the call?”

“What? Can I not call my friends from time to time?”

“Not when you’re notorious for calling your ‘friends’ after you’ve done something wrong.” I sigh.

“That was one time! Besides, it wasn’t that bad.”

“You dragged Jeongin to a party! And got him wasted!”

“One. Time. Y/n. It was one time.”

“One time is enough for you to be in trouble for life, Hyun.”

“Okay, whatever, but I was meaning to ask you, what’re your plans for today?”

“Me? I was just planning to go out, today’s my day off so I was gonna visit this one cafe and see some shops, why?”

“No reason, what time do you think you’ll be home?”

“Maybe five?”

“Great, okay, I have to go now, Han’s calling me, bye!” Hyunjin hangs up before I can ask him what’s with the weird questions.

“Hyunjin- Oh great he hung up.” I put my phone in my pocket before looking down at Luna who’s stretching near my legs. “Your uncle Hyunjin is quite the odd one, isn’t he Luna, hm?” I ask her and she meows back in response. “Weird indeed, but that’s just how he is. Mommy’s gonna spend her day out and then she’ll come home and we can watch the TV together, okay? I’ll be home soon.” I pick up Luna and set her on her little bed before ensuring everything is safe and make my way out the door.

I spend the day eating at a large cat cafe that actually had an assortment of books with little reading areas while the cats roamed around everywhere. It was much bigger than the cafe in Gimpo, but I would always correlate that one with home.

After I spent a bit of time reading there I went out and explored the shops for a few hours, bought some new jeans and a few blouses plus some makeup things. I got Subway for lunch and explored just a little bit more before heading home. Instead of going straight home, I decided to take the long way, going through the streets not minding the extra weight the few shopping bags I was holding in my hands gave me. The sun was just barely beginning to set as I walked into my apartment complex, getting into the elevator and pressing the button for my floor.

I walk down the hallway to my door and am surprised when a familiar figure greets me there.

“Minho?” I say as I walk closer.

“Y/n!” He says happily, bringing me into a hug.

“What are you doing here? Actually- Wait- Don’t answer that, do you wanna come inside?” I ask him.

“Sure.” He responds.

I unlock the door and bring my bags in, setting them by the door. “Luna! Mommy’s home!” I call out automatically.

Luna meows and comes out of the bedroom, walking her way up to me before I pick her up.

“You got a cat?” Minho asks.

“Yeah, parents brought her to me about a week after I moved in.” I put Luna back down and she moves to sit on the arm of the couch, her favorite spot to sit when the sun goes down.

“And you named her Luna,” He smiles fondly. “You always wanted to name your cat Luna.”

“I’m surprised you remember that.” I chuckle. “Do you want some coffee?”

“Sure.”

“I’ll get that brewing, just give me a few minutes, you can take a seat on the couch and make yourself at home!” I tell him as I quickly retreat to the kitchen.

I have to take a few breaths when I’m far away enough from Minho, my heart beating just as fast as it would when I was around him back then. It was clear I hadn’t moved on at all.

I brew the coffee as promised and wait next to the coffee machine with two mugs ready. A voice chimes in behind me.

“Your place is much bigger than the dorms.” He chuckles.

“Tell me about it, it was so weird buying more furniture than I was used to.” I laugh with him.

The machine finishes brewing the coffee and I pour it into the two mugs, putting it on a tray with creamer and sugar before bringing it all to the coffee table in front of the couch.

Minho and I take seats on the couch, separated by a bit of space between us while we sip on our respective mugs.

“So,” I start the conversation. “How’s home?”

“Not too bad, same old same old, the guys being annoying as usual, you know?” He says.

“Sounds fun.” I chuckle. “And work, have you found anything yet?”

“Not yet, I’ve got a few applications out, but I’m still waiting on some answers.”

“I’m sure you’ll get them soon.” I respond.

An uncomfortable silence sets over the both of us, and I run my free hand through Luna’s fur who’s situated herself in my lap this time. I take a long sip of my coffee before asking another question.

“How’s… How are you and Ahra?”

“Oh…” He trails off. “We broke up a few weeks ago.”

“I’m sorry to hear that…” I had no idea that he and Ahra had broken up, in fact that was the completely opposite of what I thought had happened since they seemed to work together so well.

“Yeah, it was a mutual thing. We didn’t really feel that kind of connection anymore, you know? So we just, broke it off.”

“Are you okay?” I ask Minho.

“Me? Yeah, I’m actually not as affected as I thought I’d be, I don’t know if that makes me a cruel person or not but I was only sad for the first week or two. Nothing too bad.”

“I see.” Another silence settles between us. This one is longer, more tense, there was something Minho wanted to ask but he wasn’t sure, and I couldn’t depict what question he was going to ask.

“Actually, I came her for a reason.” He says.

“And what reason is that?” I ask hesitantly.

“For answers.” My brows furrow, answers for what? “There’s something Hyunjin told me recently and it got me thinking, and I wanted to hear it from you if it was true.”

I finish my coffee and place it down delicately on the coffee table, trying not to show how nervous I was with how badly my hands were shaking. “I’ll see if I have answers for you then.”

“When you told me you were leaving, you said you had some, things, to figure out on your own. What was it that you had to figure out?”

I take a moment to decide exactly how I was going to answer his question. Did I want to expose my feelings to him just yet? “Just, feelings.” I say vaguely.

“For?”

“Just feelings for somebody.”

“Is it Hyunjin?”

“No.”

“Chan?”

“Nope.”

“Changbin?”

“Nuh-uh.”

“Me?”

I pause for just a half second, and apparently that was all Minho needed. “I guess Hyunjin’s big mouth was right after all.”

“Wait- What? What are you talking about?”

Minho takes a long sip of his coffee before finishing letting out a sigh after swallowing, he slowly sets the mug on the table before making direct eye contact with me and silently killing me with the suspense. “Minho please just say something you’re killing me here.”

He only chuckles in response. “Hyunjin told me not too long ago that you took up the offer to work here because you were going to sort out your feelings, for me.” He says sweetly as I suck in a breath at his last words.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Minho-“

“Now now, Y/n, we shouldn’t hide things from each other anymore, should we?” His sweet, sultry voice was affecting me greatly as he leaned closer to me on the couch. I gulp and silently curse when Luna, the only thing keeping me sane, leaves the comfort of my lap for her scratch-post.

“Minho…” I let out quietly.

“Tell me, Kitten, is it true?” He asks once again.

“I-“ My voice catches in my throat when Minho leans in ever nearer, still making direct eye-contact with me. “Yes, it is.” I sigh out and Minho backs away.

“He was right.” Minho whispers while my gaze drops to my hands that I fiddle with in my lap at the secret that’s let out. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I’m sorry.” I whisper.

“Why are you sorry darling?” He asks softly and uses his thumb and forefinger to tilt my head up by my chin.

“I couldn’t tell you because I knew you didn’t feel the same, and then when you got together with Ahra we drifted apart because it hurt me to see you with her. Then I left and told you about me leaving so last minute. I made you cry, Minho, and I hate that I did. But I couldn’t see any other way out of it. I hurt you because I was cowardly and didn’t want to be selfish by telling you and having your attention move off of Ahra, when I was really being selfish by not telling you and hurting you in the end.” More tears escape my eyes as we look at each other.

“Princess, no…” He cups my face with his hands and uses his thumbs to wipe away my tears. “I’ll admit, it did hurt when you told me that you were leaving the day of, but I understood where you were coming from. Because you were right, I would have done something crazy to keep you by my side. Do you know why?” He asks, and I shake my head, still crying. “Because I need you by my side, kitten, even when I was dating Ahra I felt off but just didn’t pay any mind to it because I had her. But now I know it’s because you and I were drifting apart, I found out when after you left and me and Ahra broke up because I felt empty. I couldn’t text you to just come over anymore because you’re farther away from me now. I lied earlier, I said that I sent out some applications for jobs but didn’t get any answers yet, right?” I nod. “I got offered a job as a software engineer, here, in Itaewon, and I said yes.”

“Why?” I whisper.

“Because I want to be near you, I need to be by your side Y/n, because I love you.” I let out a sob at his confession and he coos, bringing me to rest my head on his chest and rubbing his hands on my back and running them through my hair.

“I love you too.” I say after a few minutes.

Minho brings me out of his hold, and cups my face again. For the first time, he kisses me. His lips brush over mine before deepening the kiss, taking full charge of it yet somehow still being soft with me. His kisses were nothing short of addicting, and I knew I’d be in love with him for a long time.

In that moment, kissing the man of my dreams, I remember that it may be rare that a second lead gets their own happy ending, but it’s not unheard of. Sometimes the main lead and second lead do end up with their own happily ever after.

Notes from the author: I have FINALLY posted something y’all 😂 took a few months but she’s here, and she’s dishing out something at least. I don’t know how often I’ll be posting again, esp with school and whatnot, but I do know I need to drain out my drafts because phew, it’s getting a little full in there.

But anyways, I hope you enjoyed this fic! I’m pretty sure it’s one of the longest I’ve written if not the longest. Hopefully it wasn’t too bad, I’m probably a little rusty but we can fix that (i think)

if you want more I still have my old stuff up on my masterlist on my account! hope to see you around :))

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— JUJUTSU KAISEN EPISODE TWO || FOR MYSELF

↳ featuring : itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru + ryomen sukuna from jujutsu kaisen

↳ warnings : mentions of violence and EXTREME grammar issues

↳ form : story

↳ published : 09 february

↳ pronouns : she/her

↳ word count : 3.0k

↳ synopsis : within the jujutsu world, there were three famous clans to be aware of, the Kamo clan, Zenin clan and the Gojo clan. However, unknown to many sorcerers there was one last family that was known to be apart of the three, only for them to disappear after the golden era leading some to speculate that they had died in battle after the sealing of ryomen sukuna, but....

↳ previous episode : ryomen sukuna

↳ next episode : girl of steel

↳ barista’s notes : since you loved the first one so much, i decided to do episode two for you guys ╲ʕ·ᴥ·　╲ʔ also i am now addicted to genshin impact and right now, i am on adventure rank 19 and already cleared the ‘stormterror lair’ thing ʕ ㅇ ᴥ ㅇʔ i hope you enjoy this cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen) and come again soon!

BEFORE READING, I NEED YOU TO BE AWARE OF THIS:

1. the whole story belongs to Gege Akutami and the credits go to them and them only

2. the spell curses used belong to Tite Kubo due to them being the ‘Kidos’ being used on the manga and anime ‘Bleach’

3. this whole thing might be confusing and please don’t expect a part three because i will do it when i am ready or feel like i can at the right time ʕ ᵒ ᴥ ᵒʔ

4. i don’t know, if i am going to add this onto my masterlist since this was just for fun to be honest!

“What’s the situation?”

All of a sudden, a new voice came into the area leading you to turn your head to the side to find a rather tall male standing next to Fushiguro. From a quick glance, you could immediately inform yourself that had spiky white hair with a black blindfold covering his eyes, as he carried a paper bag on his arm while wearing a similar outfit to Fushiguro meaning he was another sorcerer.

“Gojo-sensei?! Why are you here?” Fushiguro asked in surprise, as he turned to look at what you assumed to be his teacher leading to the shadows around him to immediately disappear from sight.

“Gojo…” you muttered under your breath as you looked at the two male sorcerers right in front of you in horror as you came to the realisation of the situation you were facing.

‘Mother…..I’ve been found…..’

ꕥ

“Hey!’ the teacher cheerfully greeted while waving an arm to his student as a short greeting. “I wasn’t planning on coming, but man, you’re roughed up,” Gojo explained, before leaning forward as if he was taking a closer look at Fushiguro to which then caused lead to his hand to go into his pocket as he proceeded to pull out his mobile phone. “I should show the second years, face this way!” the sorcerer playfully stated as he began to take a multitude of photos of the ‘roughed up’ student, leading to the subject of his images to turn away while covering his face with his arm.

Looking at the scene with anxiety looming above you like a rainy cloud, you swiftly turned your head back to see if you could find a way out without both of them as well as Itadori noticing as they were distracted for the time being.

‘Shit, the only way I can escape is either jumping from this floor or going through the large gap behind me, but that’s gonna make them notice. What am I going to do?!’

“Ah! Miss, I know you are already there, so no need to escape!” Gojo suddenly stated, causing you to quickly turn back with widened eyes - surprised at the fact that he knew what was on your mind - to find the teacher waving at you with the same greeting he gave to Fushiguro as if he had known you for some time, like an old friend one would say.

‘Ah…..what a drag….’ you thought, as you then carefully picked up the katana that had landed in front of you when the curse was exorcised before slowly sliding it back into the casing that was behind your back.

“The higher-ups wouldn’t such up with a special-grade cursed object gone missing, so I stopped by while doing some sightseeing,” Gojo explained while looking down his phone like he was checking something when in your mind, you assumed that he was going through the photos that he took of Fushiguro due to his jolly smile that was displayed on his face.

‘Maybe, if you damn sorcerers got the cursed object sooner before the damn protective seal was ripped off, WE WOULDN’T BE IN THIS SITUATION!’ you argued in your head, as you slowly began to realise the reasonings why your mother never took a liking to the higher-ups, to begin with.

‘Those higher-ups are so useless, all they do is command other sorcerers to do their dirty work while acting if they are superior dear. If I could, I would kill all of them’

“So, did you find it?” the blindfolded teacher asked, as he looked up from his device only for your schoolmate to interrupt the sorcerer’s conversation as he raised up his hand in a guilty manner. “Um...Sorry, but I ate it,” Itadori confessed, as he then pointed to himself to emphasise the statement leading Fushiguro to look down to the floor in what seemed to be in shame while Gojo turned to look at Itadori with a shocked expression.

“For real?” Gojo asked, trying to make sure that it wasn’t some sort of joke.

“For real,” Itadori and Fushiguro answered simultaneously, confirming that it wasn’t a joke at all.

In a complete rage, you slowly made your way towards your schoolmate before grabbing his shoulders with as much might as you could as you then turned him around to face you.

“I don’t know who broke that damn seal I placed on that stupid little hut, but maybe if you haven’t taken that finger, we wouldn’t be in this situation where these two dumbass sorcerers would be in our lives right now!!” you screamed in frustration leading to the two mentioned sorcerers to look at you with dumbfounded looks painted on their faces while Itadori just peered at you with an extremely surprised expression.

During the school hours, Itadori had seen you a few times around the hallways and in his class when you had to collect something for another teacher. From what he could read off, you were the calm and collective type, someone who was on top of their academics while being able to maintain close relationships with other students between the three-years that Sugisawa Municipal Highschool offered. Even though you came off a bit blunt from time to time when calling something or someone a ‘drag’, the students liked that from you since that meant you were being honest to them as well as to yourself, just like the time when you surprised everyone when you rejected being part of the school’s council's committee much to the President’s begging.

“But...shouldn’t you like sorcerers since you seem like one?” Itadori questioned with a confused tone, leading you to look at him with a rather both understandable but irritated expression which caused him to be nervous somewhat due to you being out of character.

“Just because I am one, doesn’t mean I like any of them!” you counted back, as you pointed towards the direction of Fushiguro and Gojo before continuing with “it was such a drag when Fushiguro was here this afternoon and it’s more of one now that two of them are here!” as you then let go of his shoulders before turning away to lean against the crooked metal balcony to relax your vocal cords after screaming so much.

Taking the opportunity, Gojo leaned to the side as if he was inspecting Itadori like he was painting before coming closer to the teenage boy with his hand on his chin as if he was thinking what he could do now. “Hehe, damn, it really did combine with you. That’s hilarious,” Gojo amusingly stated, causing you to turn back to look at the scene with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

‘What is hilarious about the situation right now? This isn’t something to find assuming Gojo’

“Anything off with your body?” Gojo questioned, after straightening his back leading itadori to inspect his body for a quick few seconds.

“Not particularly,” Itadori answered.

“Can you swap out with Sukuna?” Gojo then asked, leading you to then fully turn back to look at the special-grade sorcerer with extreme confusion and astonishment as you begin to wonder what hit Gojo’s head before coming here to the school.

“Sukuna?” Itadori confusingly stated as he looked at Gojo with a perplexed expression.

“The curse you stupidly ate,” you quickly answered, as you gave Itadori a serious glance before letting out a sigh of frustration leading Fushguro to quickly tug your arm as you dropped down to his height before you snatched your arm back, worried about what the Zenin relative would do to you.

“Oh…Yeah, I think I can do that,” Itadori clarified, as he placed his hand on his hip before giving a nod to emphasise this statement.

Stepping back, Gojo suddenly began to stretch in a weird position, which suddenly reminded you of a certain baseball player, but you couldn’t recall who before stating with confidence, “then give us ten seconds, once ten seconds are up, come back to us.”

‘Great, I’m going to die young…” you jokingly thought, as you looked to the side with a grim look as if you were staring at the death ripper at this very moment in time.

“But..” Itadori wavered, as he started to be concerned about Gojo's request since he didn’t know what damage Sukuna could do or how the teacher was going to be at the end of it. “Don’t worry, I’m the strongest,” Gojo confidently stated, leading to another grim look to appear on your face, as you were getting annoyed at his constant confidence even though you knew he had the right to be.

“Megumi, hold on to this,” Gojo demanded before throwing the bag towards his student, leading to the catcher to catch it with his hands before looking down on the paper bag with curiosity.

“Megumi?” you quietly questioned as you suddenly discovered that the sorcerer next to you had a feminine name - since it was quite rare to hear a male have a name that was generally used for the female gender.

“What is this?” Fushiguro asked before his teacher stretched his arms right in front of both of you before answering, “Kikufuku from Kikusuian! It’s Sendai’s speciality, and it’s super good! I recommend the zunda and cream flavour!”

‘So...this man bought mochi when people here were dying, ah...that was dumbass~’

“It’s not a souvenir, I’m going to eat it on the bullet train home,” Gojo stated as if he needed an explanation for his actions. However, what got your full attention was the black markings that were gradually coming onto Itadori’s skin before he suddenly jumped up into the air while Gojo was still explaining his reasoning for this purchase.

“Uh Oh~” you commented, as you stared at the sky with widened eyes before Fushiguro screamed for his teacher’s attention at the curse directing an attack from behind. However, it seemed like his teacher wasn’t fazed on second as he continued explaining the reason why he bought the mochi, “Kikufuku’s not like other souvenirs…”

‘I THOUGHT YOU SAID IT WASN’T A SOUVENIR!’ you screamed in your mind before ducking your head down as Itadori’s body finally crashed back to the ground, trying to make sure that the debris didn’t blind you at all. Quickly looking back up to check what was happening, you suddenly came into eye to eye contact with a bright shade of ruby mixed with a hint of malevolence. You came to the realisation that it was Sukuan who was now in front of you while Gojo was casually sitting on his hack like a horse.

“And the whipped cream inside is simply exquisite..” Gojo continued talking, causing you to give off a confused expression on what really was going on inside the special-grade sorcerer’s mind and what his main priority was right now. Suddenly, Sukuna made a 180 degree turn to aim for another attack, yet the second Gojo clasped his hands together, he once again missed and as well as the other attacks he tried to execute.

Unexpectedly, Gojo appeared behind Sukuna’s back before leaning back to say something within his ear, “my student and a little sorcerer’s watching, so I’m going to show off a little.” Instantaneously, Gojo disappeared once again before grabbing the curse vessel’s arm as he then processed to hit Sukuna’s face with his arm, leading to Itadori’s body to slightly fling itself up in the air.

‘What is he manipulating? Time? No, that’s not it….is it like a vacuum? But that means he would be controlling empty space with no particles…’

Suddenly, you slightly noticed the slight manipulated on the air as Gojo’s arm begins to swing leading you to come to the conclusion that Gojo’s cursed technique might be the control of space at an atomic level, leading to a massive pressure to hit the King of Curses as his body smashed into the only part of metal railing that wasn’t bent.

“For crying out loud, you jujutsu sorcerers are always trouble, no matter what era!” Sukuna declared as he, once again, jumped into the air while somehow carrying massive pieces of the broken wall along with him before slamming down at Gojo’s direction. “Though that doesn’t mean much to me,” Sukuna arrogantly stated, with a smirk on his face as some of the windows processed to smash.

However, the second the thin debris started to clear up, Sukuna’s expression quickly twisted into shock as a brightly lit barrier enclosed his opponent, yet he wasn’t the one that had a surprised expression on his face. Turning back around, Gojo found you kneeling next to Fushguro with a flat palm on the ground as your curse energy flowed down to the ground as if the box just didn’t just end on the ground that they were standing on right now.

“This is such a drag,” you muttered before standing up straight as you observed the walls making sure that there wasn’t a single crack when the rocks could have hit. “Seven, eight, nine, ten,” you counted and right on time there was a sudden change in curse energy pressure around you leading you to come to the conclusion that Itadori was now switching back, surprising Sukuan once again at the circumstances that he was in.

“Oh, was everything okay?” Itadori innocently asked, one the marking disappearing leading you to undo your curse spell as the walls slowly started to fade away with little blue parts flying away like they were little fireflies.

“I’m shocked, you really can control it!” Gojo cheered while Fushiguro looked onto the scene with such surprise and confusion on what was happening.

“He’s kind of annoying, though,” Itadori commented as he continuously smacked his head, “I can hear his voice.”

‘And is smacking your head gonna make it better, idiot?’

“It’s a miracle that’s all he’s doing,” Gojo stated, with a smirk on his face as he began to walk towards Itadori before suddenly placing his middle and index finger on the salmon-haired forehead, causing Itadori to freeze for a second before giving in to the suddenly unconscious feeling empowering his body to which lead to his falling within the teacher’s arms.

“What did you do?” Fushiguro asked with slight worry in his tone.

“Knocked him out,” Gojo then answered. “If he isn’t possessed by Sukuna when he wakes up, he might have potential as a vessel,” the white-haired sorcerer explained as he then turned to his student with a question in mind.

“Now, I have a question for you, what should we do with him and the little miss, who is trying to run away?”

Confused, Fushiguro turned around, only to find you with your back turned to both of them as your foot halted the second his teacher had mentioned you. Turning back around Fushiguro then looked at his teacher with a serious expression displayed on his face, “even if he is a vessel, jujutsu regulations demand Itadori be executed. However, I don’t want to let him die!”

“Your personal feelings?” Gojo playful asked his student with a smirk on his face before Fushguro quickly answered, “yes, please do something about this.”

“Hehe~ Now it’s a request from a previous student,” Gojo stated, as he proceeded to lift up the unconscious teenager onto this shoulder. “Leave it to me! But also, what do you want to do with Miss runaway?” Gojo commented, once again leading you to halt your movement as you surprisingly made some distance between you and the two sorcerers now staring at your back.

‘Ah…..caught again…..’

Turning around, you looked towards the two sorcerers with a nonchalant expression displayed before giving them the hand gesture of ‘shooing them away. “There’s nothing you got to do with me, take Itadori and make sure to do what you’re planning to do, don’t drag me into your mess,” you commented, as you turned around once again, only to find the infamous sorcerer to be standing right in front of you with a cheeky smile on his face.

“Come on~ Jujtutsu Tech is so much fun, you get to make a few friends and you get to bug Megumi!” Gojo cheerfully tried to persuade you, only for you to scoff in annoyance at this futile attempt to invite you to the school that your mother informed you all about.

“I rather not be near anyone belonging with the three clans,” you irritatedly declared as you placed your hand on your hip trying to keep a distance between you and the teacher. However, this statement of yours caused Gojo and Fushiguro to look at you with surprise painted on their faces. How much did you know about the Jujutsu world? How did you have the acknowledgement of the three great families? Who were you and how much you had the strength to stop Sukuna’s attack within a millisecond?

“L/N!” Fushiguro stated, leading you to turn to him with an angered expression on your face which caused Gojo to peer at you with seriousness clouding his entire body.

“L/N huh?” Gojo curiously questioned, “no wonder your curse technique is familiar to what those old documents have told.”

Taken back to his discovery, you turned back to look at Gojo will a deadpan expression leading him to then carefully suggest, “Since you are part of the lost L/N clan, I won’t tell the higher-ups about your existence but rather have you twist your name slightly when you enrol, how does that sound?”

Glancing at the teacher with suspicion, you tried to hide the gut-wrenching feeling that there was not a possible chance of you now escaping from this. You had been caught and found and there was no way to lie yourself out of this situation you were in, not when Gojo had discovered who you really were while Fushiguro seemed to look clueless on what was going on between his teacher and the female sorcerer in front of him.

Letting out a sigh of frustration once again, you looked up at the sky, letting the same moonlight bathe your face as it did for Sukuna a few minutes ago.

“What a drag”

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Season 4, Episode 6: An Extremely Chaotic and Incoherent Review

My favorite episode!!! GET READY FOR HEAD FULL MANY THOUGHTS

The Good:

"Kicks Get Chicks" *is the gayest episode in the entire season* Kicks get DICKS more like

"Sure, we're good for the occasional inspirational moment, but we're not exactly center mat material" HA, love that this fucker is self aware

He knows he's the Comic Relief Guy and he embraces it fully

"He who shall not be named" absolutely LOVE how Demetri just fucking despises Robby now but is trying to be lowkey about it so as not to stir the pot

If he could I'm pretty sure Demetri would pummel this man six ways to Sunday

Once again reminding everyone that Robby paralyzed and nearly killed Demetri's best friend, betrayed his and Demetri's dojo, and then held down and forcefully shaved Demetri's other best friend

Yeah he wants to like...murder Robby at this point honestly

I can't blame him, either--if someone fucked over my bestie, my dojo, AND my crush??? I would indeed be out for blood, yes

The way Demetri looks CRUSHED when Daniel's like "I know you're missing your friends but we have to put the past behind us" :( :( :(

He just wants his boyfriend back god bless

Wow no wonder Tory's fucked up, with an aunt like THAT

GOOD LORD

This season is kinda making me love Tory, I'll admit

I never thought I'd see the day but here we are

SIAHDZUIYVDX JOHNNY TRAINING IN A PLACE WITH BLACK MOLD

Could this man BE any more delightfully unhinged

Johnny Lawrence's dojo marketing will never NOT be hysterical

"Smack-dab between the pipe supply and the burned-down Chuck E. Cheese" SIR

"I'm asexual" WELL at least we exist on television, right???

I guess this is the queer rep we get for Season 4, RIP

YOOOOO IT'S MY GIRL MOON

"I can't do the whole physical aggression thing" Remind me again why she and ELI FREAKING MOSKOWITZ are meant to be compatible at all??? Literally what even would they talk about??? Well REGARDLESS, can't help but admire her staunch determination to be a pacifist in a high school singlehandedly spearheading the local karate wars

"She's the best athlete in school and she's not afraid to get into a fight" Okay don't get me wrong, I'm still seething over Moon and Piper breaking up, BUT I do find it absolutely HYSTERICAL that Moon apparently has a type

Even funnier that Yasmine lowkey fits her type too, which is apparently mean, cocky bitches who don't take shit from anyone

Oh SHIT, Sam catching Amanda talking to Tory??? This boutta get JUICY

OKAY HERE WE GO HERE WE GO

BASEMENT SCENE LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOO

I've got a lot to say here but I'll try to organize my thoughts somewhat

FIRST OF ALL, I am absolutely delighted that my headcanon that these two have been friends since kindergarten and can easily let themselves into each other's houses is correct!!!

Also Demetri's gay ass is obsessed--I have a lot of long-time childhood friends, and I don't have the location of their spare house keys memorized XD

"You should really think about increasing your security given, you know, THE KARATE WAR???" Not Demetri still being the most overprotective goddamn boyfriend I've ever SEEN

He gets pissy at his friends whenever they do (or suggest) something dangerous that could get them hurt, and it's kind of hilarious but also adorable

He cares so much but has like 0 tact in showing it, bless his soul

The overprotective pissiness is turned up to eleven with Eli though, which is pretty gay

I knew so many dudes in high school who were obsessed with and idolized Batman to a weird extent so like

A very confident "YOU'RE BATMAN!!!" from a guy who seems to be one of those Batman-obsessed boys is uh

Basically a love confession

"Oh, I forget, you're not a DC guy" losing my MIND, I can't believe absolute edgelord Eli Moskowitz isn't into the kind of dark, gritty shit DC is constantly putting out XD

Plot twist of the century honestly

"Forget Batman, you're The Hawk!!!" Hey um check and fucking MATE, haters who threw shade at Demetri for being a bad friend because he never fully accepted the "Hawk" persona

He wouldn't use that as a means of trying to build back Eli's confidence if he hadn't learned to embrace "Hawk" at least somewhat????

And like even if he's still not the biggest fan of "Hawk," he thinks talking about that is what'll make Eli happy and help cheer him up and feel better about himself

He just wants Eli to be his best, happiest self ;__;

"I just proved I was an asshole. To Moon, to Miguel...especially you." Gonna point out that he listed what I think are the 3 most important people to him and he emphasized Demetri

THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HIM AFTER HE SAYS THAT OH GOD THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HIM

And I could swear his voice cracks a little, like he's legit getting choked up just thinking about all the fuckery he subjected Dem to

This dude still has so much guilt festering in him about what he did to Demetri, fucker loves Demetri so much ;_;

"I forgave you, remember?" Dem of course we remember you giving in to Eli's puppy dog eyes in all of 2 seconds because you're deeply in love with him

OPE my homebody Demetri literally says he doesn't give a fuck how Eli does his hair, he still thinks he's the shit regardless

Sorry "Demetri only accepts Eli and not Hawk" truthers, y'all are wrong again

He loves all versions of Eli Moskowitz, he just doesn't want him to be an asshole actually

Which seems reasonable to me

Tfw when you say "Miyagi-Do needs you" but what you really mean is "I need you"

Gay gay homosexual gay

Okay I read some steaming hot takes about Demetri coming to emotionally blackmail Eli to join Miyagi Do or whatever, but...no??? The dude is clearly just panicking and venting and also has no filter at all when he's stressed

Like everything here just seems like panicked word vomit to me, he doesn't seem nearly controlled enough to come in with some devious plan to trick Eli into joining his dojo :/

The whole ramble when Demetri first comes down into the basement reads like he's having an anxiety attack tbh

Can't really blame him, since he's dealing with the stress of worrying Cobra Kai is gonna wipe the floor with him AND his recently-traumatized best friend going totally fucking AWOL

And Demetri seems like the type who snaps and lashes out when he's worried and/or stressed, and like I said, that could account for the absolute lack of any filter he has here

Hence "WHO CARES WHAT THEY THINK??? IT'LL GROW BACK!" Certainly not the most tactful thing to say, but Demetri is way too anxious to think before he blabs, it seems

Ah, so it's the "That's just great, you're choosing Eagle Fang over your best friend" line that everyone's getting hot and bothered about

Honestly I chock this one up to anxiety-induced word vomit, too...like Demetri is kinda just rambling and speaking his mind and his panicky thoughts are going BRRRRRRR so fast that he's definitely not stopping to consider if he's coming across as an ass

And anyways, like...considering Johnny DID help mold Eli into a dude who fully embraced toxic masculinity and bullied the shit out of Demetri, I...don't think it's that unreasonable for him to have reservations about Eli going back to Eagle Fang :/ Like I don't blame him for not wanting Eli to go back to a situation that brought out some of the worst in him

And also like??? Eli fucken dragged Demetri through the ringer and Demetri only just got Eli back in his life a few months ago, of course he would panic if he thought Eli was gonna leave him behind again!

And maybe even lash out and be a bit of a dick, cuz ya know. Homeboy's not perfect

So Eli saying "I'm not going BACK to Miyagi-Do" instead of "I'm not JOINING Miyagi-Do" implies they've discussed Eli joining MD before. I do feel like this needs to be its own scene to clarify, but it's still important to note

So no, he's not tryna guilt trip Eli into joining MD out of nowhere, he's following up on something he and Eli seem to have previously talked about

The "OH SHIT" look on Demetri's face when Eli says he quits KILLS me. Like that's his wakeup call that oh fuck, this is THAT serious and he looks absolutely horrified that Eli has hit rock bottom so hard he's resorted to quitting that has essentially become his favorite thing in the world ;___;

"Yes I will be awake" "NO SENSEI BE WOKE" Johnny Lawrence you are literally always going to make me just lose it

"What about nonbinary and genderfluid?" "Yes fluids are CRUCIAL, if you don't hydrate, it affects performance" He a little confused, but he got the spirit!!!

Also headcanon that Moon is genderfluid but isn't publicly out yet--Piper was one of the only people Moon came out to

Hence why Piper is so quick to make sure Johnny is including genderfluid people! You dun best believe she’ll still defend her ex-girlfriend’s honor

My main reasoning here is that Moon is the most transgender name I have ever heard in my entire life

Highkey love seeing Miguel and Johnny's relationship at its best again. I missed them so much!!!

Honestly good on Sam for standing up for herself!!! She's highkey right that her parents haven't really been listening to her or trying to properly address her trauma

Like for FUCK'S sake, the girl has PTSD!!! Put her in therapy!!!

Oh HELL yes, Amanda backstory!!! Let's fuckin GOOOO!!!

Oh shit, she got arrested??? PLOT TWIST OF THE CENTURY

I mean given that she married someone as chaotic and hotheaded as Daniel this shouldn't actually come as a surprise but STILL

Oh damn, I was wrong!!! I thought Amanda took pity on Tory because she saw some of young Daniel in her, but she actually sees a lot of her younger self in her ;___; Okay okay okay okay I need a minute

Lowkey they're right that "bad kids" just get told the same thing over and over and it's never gonna help course-correct

"She's not the only one who needs a wake-up call" *cuts to Eli in a depressive funk fully believing he can never do karate again* CIMENA

"You put me in a situation where I had to join the dojo" this is probably the kindest possible way to put it, considering said "situation" was "threatening me and then attempting to beat me up over a Yelp review" XD

Ah, so I see Demetri has regained some semblance of tact! Guess the worst of the anxiety attack finally passed, now that he's had the chance to take in that Eli is in fact safe (if having quite the Sadboi Hours) and not kidnapped and beat up by Kyler and co.

Uhhhhh not Demetri telling Eli that him getting Dem into Eli's special interest was the best thing that ever happened to him

Like you telling anyone that them getting you into something they liked is the best thing that ever happened to you is just so Extra and over-the-top that it's extremely difficult not to read as romantic because like

I've had a lot of friends get me into stuff over the years, and I never looked them dead in the eye like "YOU INTRODUCING ME TO THIS THING WAS THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME"

Anyways tl;dr Demetri is in love

Duh

ALSO Eli's wide-eyed, pleasantly surprised look when Dem says karate is the best thing that ever happened to him, MY HEART

Oh god oh why oh no Eli looks SO FUCKING SAD when Demetri starts talking about Yasmine

Thanks I hate it

I know that look, that's the EXACT expression I make when my crush starts talking about their crush

*Bart Simpson voice* "You can pinpoint the exact moment his heart rips in half!"

"It's not gonna be as exciting if you're not there" I stg this fucker Demetri just sees the world through this sad, destitute, mopey lens when Eli isn't around and then Eli shows up and suddenly everyone upped the color saturation by like 500% and everything is all vibrant and fantastic

Again, this dude is in love

Also the way he looks at Eli when he says it, MY GOD

YOOO THERE WE FUCKIN GO THERE'S THAT SHOULDER SQUEEZE

"Scuse me" *Eli proceeds to have 0 issues with Demetri getting all up in his personal space and practically cuddling with him* Yeah, these dudes are GAY

Like Demetri is LEANING on this man like a giant cat and Eli is just like "I have no problem with this"

"I say a lot of things" God you sure do

THERE'S THE SQUEEZE THERE'S THE SQUEEZE THERE'S THE PRECIOUS SHOULDER SQUEEZE

I'm going feral actually

You tellin me this dumb video has 15k views??? I'm betting this is a viral meme in certain niche circles

And there's definitely some YouTube community who ships them

THESE IDIOTS CAN'T SING

Also are you telling me Demetri made his codename "zer0" and Eli's codename "the 1" and he's NOT in love with Eli???? Uh HUH

Like it's the perfect manifestation of Demetri's cripplingly low self-esteem (wouldn't be surprised if the dude really did consider himself a "zero" of sorts) and him fully indeed believing Eli is in fact The One (romantic)

And he's right!

Also can we appreciate just how INTO IT Eli is getting in the video??? Like this dude has literally always had a hammy, overdramatic side, it's just that prior to them meeting Miguel, Demetri was the only person who could bring it out ;__;

Absolutely HYSTERICAL that Eli is still so deeply and personally offended at the mere idea of being a "loser" XD

The utter HORROR on his face when he says it, I can't with him

"Because this is who you are" "A loser?" "My BEST FRIEND" *sobs*

Also I'm very certain that Demetri could potentially have made other friends and wasn't actually "stuck" with Eli before Miguel showed up, but he just straight up never wanted anyone but Eli as his best friend

"I know you think that mohawk defined who you are, but it didn't. Not to me. Eli, Hawk, hell, call yourself Cornelius for all I care. None of that changes the fact that you're my Binary Brother." ONCE AGAIN CHECK-MATING YOU FUCKERS WHO THOUGHT DEMETRI NEVER ACCEPTED THE HAWK PERSONA AND ONLY WANTS TIMID SADBOI ELI

He LITERALLY just said "I don't give a shit what you go by or how you wear your hair, nothing can ever change what you mean to me"

ALSO "Eli, Hawk, hell, call yourself Cornelius for all I care." basically confirms that Demetri would be down to call Eli Hawk if that's what he really wanted!!! And the hopeful look Eli gives Dem when he says "Hawk"!!!! Like I think this is the first time Eli truly realizes that Demetri fully accepts him no matter what he goes by and how he chooses to present himself and he's so euphoric about it and I think that's beautiful

Also they deadass did the "I'll take care of you." "It's rotten work." "Not to me. Not if it's you." convo with Demetri and Eli I am SCREAMING

Also ALSO my headcanon is that Demetri actually started calling Eli Cornelius as a joke and then it turned into a legitimate pet name when they started dating

"Whether you're number one...or zero" My homeboy Demetri really just said "I will take you at your best AND your worst" in Nerd

The way he looks at Eli during this entire exchange kills me, this man is so in love I'm getting secondhand pining just from looking at his big sad eyes

Actually kind of loved the Daniel-Robby interaction here because like. Daniel isn't trying to make excuses for Robby here or be like "it's okay, I know you still have a good heart!!!" Like he's done trying to be a "savior" guy and he's basically saying "do what you want, it's your life" but at the same time, he still cares enough to give Robby a warning

"I heard what you did to Eli" (threatening)

Hell yeah, Scary Daniel has entered the chat! EXCEPT

"I'm not here to judge you." Okay, well I am. Get over here Robby, I'm going to beat your ass

OH HELL FUCKING YES, AISHA ROBINSON MY LOVE

I know she's only going to be here for like 2 minutes but her presence fills me with an overpowering calmness and serenity that somehow convinces me that everything will be all right

"I broke a kid's nose" Legit forgot what an incredibly badass queen this woman is. I stan

Okay I've seen some people complaining that the writers seemed to forget that Tory and Aisha were friends too BUT I raise you that after Tory tried to basically murder Sam in the school fight I feel like it's not that whack to think Aisha would side with Sam

Like Tory went after Aisha's childhood best friend with lethal-seeming intent TWICE, it's not all that unreasonable to assume Aisha would cut ties with Tory after that

"But Tory was a better friend to Aisha!!!" Okay but Aisha and Tory were friends for like...a couple months at most, and Sam and Aisha had been friends for years and just happened to be going through a rough patch when Cobra Kai came to town. I feel like a few months of on-and-off falling out aren't really enough to cancel out a lifelong friendship, or make you suddenly not be concerned about your estranged friend's actual safety. Or side with the girl relentlessly attacking said estranged friend.

Like this coming from someone who does indeed enjoy Tory x Aisha, yes, but I do think it's important to keep things in perspective yn

"These are the same overprotective LaRussos who made me wear a helmet on your trampoline" OKAY THEY WOULD

"She's my bestie. My new school bestie, you'll always be the OG" SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING

GOOD GOD I'VE MISSED THEIR FRIENDSHIP SO MUCH

We were ROBBED I tell you ;___;

Okay I fuckin love that Aisha went "I'm gonna take all this karate bullshit I learned and use it for the POWER OF FRIENDSHIP"

And she's right!

When will Aisha return from the war??? I need her

Pretty sure she has one of the only brain cells in the valley and they desperately need it right now

I want Sam and Aisha to keep in touch and bond over their appreciation for Johnny's chaotic yet proactive life advice

PLEASE I need it

Also this fucker Johnny Lawrence really wanted to crossdress Mitch and thought no one would be fooled

As of last scene I NEED to see Sam and Aisha's reaction to this

All of Miyagi-Do chanting "MEAT MEAT MEAT MEAT" is so funny because we know damn well none of these guys are the ones who truly want Demetri's meat

If you catch my drift

"DAMN IT" I’ll bet Demetri's more anxious and high-strung than usual because he feels bad about having to leave Eli to wallow in his sorrows in his basement and go to karate practice ;__;

OH so Eli decides to join Miyagi-Do to be with Demetri, despite literally all his other close friends being in Eagle Fang??? Fellas, is it gay to join your Totally Platonic Bro's dojo full of people who are still kind of mad at you because you want to help your Totally Platonic Bro out in the AVT that bad????

Not Demetri looking at him with huge doe eyes in the background ;___;

"Is it Eli or Hawk?" "Doesn't matter, I'm just here to do what I can to help out the team" Nice to get an official confirmation that basically throughout S4 Eli has never fucking minded when Demetri called him Eli instead of Hawk

Legit have seen people upset he's cool with going by Eli again, and like??? I'm pretty sure him not feeling like he has to have a cool nickname to kick ass at karate is a good thing actually???

Like ffs let him embrace softboi Eli!!! Let him be gentle and vulnerable and true to himself, even the parts that aren't all hardcore and macho!!! He can cry at sad movies with his boyfriend Demetri and still pound your whiney toxic masculinity-obsessed ass into the ground, actually!

I SWEAR I heard Demetri's voice crack at "it's good to have you back, man"

Do I see tears in his eyes??? Is he HAPPY CRYING???

Demetri stop being so in love and so painfully unaware of it, it's making me embarrassed for you

HOLY SHIT SAM TELLING TORY OFF WAS LOWKEY TERRIFYING

But in the BEST possible way

Still feel bad for Tory, but like...SAM. QUEEN. Taking 0 shit from Tory and I am HERE FOR IT

"I'm coming for you, bitch" *evil smirk* YOU ABSOLUTE SAVAGE

Aisha was like "respond to your problems with love!" and Sam actively chose violence instead, kind of love that for her

The Bad:

Damn, these fuckers really dedicated 3 whole minutes of screentime to an AVT board meeting instead of. You know. Hawk's trauma. Or why the fuck Moon and Piper broke up. Or what Yasmine actually does with her time aside from being thirsty for Demetri. Or Daniel tryna deal with some recent manifestation of his Terry Silver trauma. Or Demetri hunting down and beating the shit out of/attempting to beat the shit out of Kyler and Gang. Or Carmen getting to do something independent of her son-and-boyfriend-related storylines. Or literally anything else

Can you tell I'm a little pressed

Also I stg they're just using the separate gender division thing as an excuse to milk even more drama out of the AVT

Like the stakes are already high enough, y'all don't need to kick them up even HIGHER and complicate the plot even more, like

We already have like 7 arcs going so let's introduce a new conflict/arc instead of working on resolving the ones we already have going

Also it's like

"What hamfisted excuse can we use to introduce more badass female characters for Woke Points so we don't have to give the ones we already have any depth whatsoever?" (Yes I'm talking about Moon and Yasmine)

Literally would not even be hard to flesh them out A TINY BIT but the show just said "no thank you, they don't properly exist as people outside of their relationship to these two gay nerd boys"

Also they’re depriving me of a Demetri-Tory fight and this is an unforgivable crime

Demetri was literally so ready to throw hands with her when she threatened Eli last season, and now we shall never perceive it

Disgusting

I just want overprotective boyfriend Demetri to fight everyone who threatens his mans

ALSO Sam deserves to beat the shit out of Kyler. As A Treat

Yeah I sure do remember that shit he pulled in S1

You try to feel up my girl and slut-shame her??? She deserves to beat yo ass like never before

And anyways we’ve seen multiple times that Sam and Tory can and do hold their own in fights against boys

So what gives, Cobra Kai???

I definitely feel Robby hatred emanating from Demetri but I would like to feel even more

This man has grievously wronged Demetri thrice now, as discussed above, and I think it would be fun if Demetri got on a warpath to absolutely destroying Robby Keene

Is it OOC, considering that Demetri is often rather violence-averse? Perhaps, but consider: I want him to find his inner darkness and become very scary

Speaking of which, why is Sam the only one who is super pissed and vindictive??? As if Demetri WOULDN'T be

Listen, being fight-averse doesn't extend to when your best friend who you're in love with gets pinned down and shaved

Ah, so the LGBT rep this season is acknowledging that asexuals, nonbinary people, and genderfluid people...exist???

Wow, such great rep, I'm shaking and clapping and cheering

Very convenient for the writers that their rep didn't include actually writing any LGBT characters

Also we still haven't gotten any fucking reason or explanation as to why Moon and Piper broke up

Like if they're gonna split up the only LGBT couple in the show, the very fucking LEAST they could do is tell us why :/

Was Piper becoming too much of a jerk for Moon to be okay with??? Did they clash because of Moon's staunch pacifism and refusal to get in a physical brawl ever??? Who the hell knows??? Definitely not us

Probably not the showrunners either

They just needed to set up the stupid Hawk x Moon plot that they're dragging out of the grave like a horrible gross heteronormative zombie

Okay as much as I love the basement scene I 1000% feel like there was a scene missing between the hair-shaving reveal and the basement scene

Like are you really telling me that Demetri didn't check in on Eli once until after he'd already been AWOL for a cool minute??? I simply do not buy it

And like it doesn't even have to be an Eli-Demetri scene, it could be something as simple as Demetri talking to Chris and being like "hey have you seen Eli? He hasn't been at school and he's not answering his phone. And he hasn't been to a single practice since...well, you know." And Chris is kinda confused like "No, I haven't see him at school, but wouldn't he be going to Eagle Fang practice???"

Cue Demetri explaining that he and Eli had previously discussed Eli potentially joining Miyagi-Do if the dojos split, so Demetri expecting Eli to join Miyagi-Do doesn't lowkey come out of nowhere

THEN Demetri asks Miguel if Eli's been at Eagle Fang practice, and Miguel is like "No, actually...I'm starting to get really worried tbh" and reveals Eli hasn't been answering Miguel's texts and calls either

And THEN Demetri busts into Eli's basement like "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN"

They seriously could have replaced that AVT board meeting scene with this bit and it would have made everything 4000x better

ALSO like. Why is Miguel not concerned at all about Eli regularly bailing on practice??? They're buddies--I'd expect ONE line of worried dialogue being like "Where's Hawk at?" at the very LEAST

Anyways like I mentioned before I feel like there needs to be some kind of explicit confirmation that Eli and Demetri previously talked about Eli joining Miyagi-Do if/when the dojos split, because otherwise Demetri being fully under the impression Eli's going to come back to MD instead of EF seems a little out of left field

Okay, wow. WOW. They seriously could not let Demetri and Eli have ONE scene

ONE GODDAMN SCENE

Without having Demetri bring up Yasmine to very insistently remind us that he's straight -___-

How even is Yasmine "the girl of your dreams" dude, her only personality traits are "hot" and "makes a sassy comment once every 7 years"

"None of that changes the fact that you're my binary brother" Damn they're seriously trying so damn hard to convince us these dudes have a "brotherly" relationship and simply will not accept it's never, ever going to work

Also did they seriously No Homo Demetri and Eli twice in one scene

Of course they fucking did

They know damn well there's gay tension but still deny it at every turn to appease the creepy homophobic conservative fanbase

For shame, homophobes! You've messed up a perfectly good queer-coded karate show is what you've done!

Look at it, it's got heteronormativity!!!

Regardless I can't help but get some amusement out of the fact that the writers are constantly trying so desperately hard to convince us Eli and Dem aren't gay because their interactions are just that inherently fruity

Y'all fighting a losing battle, we all know damn well they're gay

Hey Daniel I know Robby is your ex karate son but you absolutely should judge him for the shit he pulled with Hawk actually

Forceably shaving someone's head in an attempt to destroy their self-esteem is not very punk-rock at all

Also they really be treating Daniel's Terry Silver trauma like Trauma Lite

Like they're barely doing anything with it at all :/

If it's meant to be the reason he's being kind of a self-righteous jerk this season, then like??? They could talk about that??? They could explore it more and what the long-term effects Silver had were???

But nah, just one uncomfortable convenience store confrontation and that's all we need I guess

They GAVE me my Aisha Robinson??? Only to take her away again??? This is unspeakable cruelty and I am going to scream

Okay so like. Devon seems cool, don't get me wrong. But also can this show fucking CHILL with introducing new characters???

Like we are on SEASON FUCKING FOUR we have PLENTY of characters and arcs to work with already!!!

Also Cobra Kai Writers Stop Introducing New Female Characters Because You Don't Know How To Write Your Existing Ones Challenge

WHAT is this weak-ass bro-hug shit, I know my boy Demetri and he would absolutely CRUSH Eli in a hug, sorry

Maybe he doesn't wanna be TOO gay in front of all his MD friends but boy it is FAR too late for that

Damn the gayest episode is behind me now, idk what to do with myself :O

Guess I’ll have to create some Elimetri and YasMoon content

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My Idiot Part 1

Requested: Yes @geekgirlofarchangels

Request : can I ask what it would be like to be engaged to Mobius? and how did he ask his s/o to marry him?

Genre: Fluff just pure Fluff

Warnings: Swearing I feel like this should be expected of me at this point.

Pairing: Mobius x reader

Characters: Mobius, Hunter B-15

Authors note: I just wanted to write something nice and fluffy after being emotionally destroyed by episode 4 of Loki. Also I’m gonna focus on how he proposed in this one and about what it is like being engaged to him in a part 2.

Word Count: 958

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Part 2

“Hey” You say walking up behind Mobius in the cafeteria. Mobius looks up from his lunch at the sound of your voice.

“Hi Darling finally taking a break from all that paperwork?” He asks, smirking up at you. You roll your eyes at the question.

“Oh are you referring to your paperwork you asked me to help you with and then you ditched me?” You ask rhetorically before leaning down and giving him a kiss on the tip of his nose. “Yes my love, I am taking a break from your paperwork.”

“I’m sorry sweetheart, something really important came up.” You walk around the table and sit across from him.

“It’s fine Mobius, I've done the same to you before. I’m only picking on you.”

“I know I just feel bad is all.” Mobius mumbles under his breath causing you to reach across the table and grab his hand.

“Please don’t I promise it’s fine Mo” You pause, giving his hand a light squeeze. “So what was the emergency?” You smile at him. This question was a common one between the two of you recently. Truth is you know Mobius is hiding something from you but you know he must have his reason, it kind of comes with your profession, but you always asked just to see what he will come up with to cover for whatever it.

“Well um...you see...uhh...Hunter B-15 needed my help with a...with an interrogation.” In response to your boyfriend's very eloquent response you look at him with your head to the side with the best resting bitch face.

“Really?”

“No. I was with B-15 though.” Mobius huffed as if disappointed in himself. He then looks down at his salad pushing it around with his fork. “I can’t tell you not yet at least.”

“Jesus just say that next time that was painful to watch.” You laugh and he let out a slight chuckle. “You know you can be a real idiot sometimes.”

“Yeah, yeah whatever but I’m your idiot. Right?”

“Yeah of course you are dummy!” The rest of your lunch break is spent eating, talking and enjoying eachothers company.

“Do you have time to come on a walk with me?” Mobius asks after you finish your lunches.

“Yeah of course I would never turn down a walk with you.”

“Awesome! One catch though.”

“What?” Now this was weird even for Mobius.

“I need you to wear a blindfold.”

“Mobius...”

“Please sweetheart, you have to trust me.”

“Love, I do trust you, you know that but a blindfold. Is that really necessary?”

“Yes it is! Please Y/N!”

“Okay, okay fine but only because you asked nicely.”

“Thank you.” Mobius whispers walking behind you before pulling out a bandanna of sorts and tied it over your eyes effectively blocking your vision.

“You better not let me run into anything.”

“I won’t.”

“Promise?”

“Yeah I promise Darling.” He grasps your elbow gently and guilds you forward. He leads you around the TVA for a while before you feel your environment change. You quickly realize Mobius had taken you through a time portal.

“Love where are we? You know I’m not allowed to leave the TVA without Renslayer’s permission.”

“Don’t worry so much I asked her. She agreed to it.”

“Oh...” Mobius stops the two of you and takes off your blindfold. It takes you a moment to adjust to the sunlight but once you do you look around you. You were in a field of tall grass and wildflowers. To your right is a little stream and to your left is a couple of large rocks. Your hand runs over the tall grass as you take in the beautiful landscape. You turn to Mobius. “Is this what you have been sneaking off for?” Mobius only nods. “But...Why?”

“I had to find the perfect place to ask you a very important question.” you tilt your head to the side again reminding Mobius of a confused puppy this causes him to shake his head lightly chuckling before he drops down to one knee pulling out a small velvet box. Mobius opens the small box revealing the most beautiful ring you have ever seen.

“Mobius?” You breath realizing what was happening.

“Hang on, I have a whole speech prepared... god I’m nervous... Y/N I have known you for what feels like forever and I really can not imagine my life without you in it and I know that was cheesy but what else do you expect from me. I would be so happy if you would do me the honor of marrying me... That way I will officially be not only an idiot but your idiot forever.” You can’t help laughing at the last part. You grin down at the man you loved with entire being with tears in your eyes.

“Yes you can be my idiot forever.” Mobius smiles at you, slipping the ring onto your finger as he stands up. Once he is standing you throw your arms around him. Mobius stumbles a little bit but recovers quickly, his arms wrapping around your waist. “I love you so much Mobius.” You whisper before kissing his lips.

“Well I sure hope so! You're marrying me!” He says as he pulls away. You look Mobius in the eyes and push him into the spring forgetting he was holding onto you causing you to go down with him. when the two of them pop back up you both start laughing. “I love you too by the way.” Mobius tells you, “Even if your an Idiot sometimes.” You smile at him before shooting back.

“Your idiot right?”

“Yeah my idiot.” He mumbles before drawing your body back to his in the water giving you another kiss.

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mediabrainrot · 3 years

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Things Spencer Doesn't Know (Ch. 1)

Pairing: spencer x reader

Word count: 2.9k

Summary: Spencers favorite holiday Halloween is fast approaching when the BAU introduces its newest member, but a string of murders is preventing them from being able to get to know each other- or is it helping?

Warnings: mentions of horror, blood, gore, stabbing, hanging, brief mention of sexual assault, mentions of plane crashes, general criminal minds type stuff.

A/N: hi so uh my name is Luna and I have bugs for brains! I recently started CM and am now in love w spencer reid, and now I'm making it everyone else's problem <3 shdfhasjkdf the point is I personally like really lengthy pining detailed fics that follow the plots of shows I like. I did it for supernatural when that was my fave and now I'm gonna do it again for Spencer ! so expect this to be long, slow, and painful <3 in the pining kind of way. I promise there will be a happy ending. (also this isn't super important but it is in my little worm infested brain but I'm only semi following the shows timeline. This it should start sometime in season two around when he gets his first haircut w the glasses and the blue sweater u KNOW the look. But I mashed up like 4 different episodes in here, stole lines from season 3, 6, 7 and probably more idk. just FYI)

Pt. 2 Pt. 3

Spencer’s breath was hot and heavy, blowing back onto his sweaty face under his silicone mask. He clutched awkwardly to a hollow plastic pumpkin and a large paper bag, both filled with Halloween treats and tricks, respectively. The large hairy gloves covering his hands made it almost as hard to pull candy out of the bucket and hand it to passersby as it was to see through the comically large Frankenstein’s monster mask. He stumbled through the bullpen, over to Morgans’ desk.

“I’m going to eat you…” he growls, groaning between his words. Morgan doesn’t react until he turns and is faced with the hunched-over depiction of a reanimated corpse inches from his own. He flinches, jumping back in his seat.

“Reid-” Morgan scolds, and Prentiss turns and laughs, smiling at the sight of Spencer decked out for his favorite holiday.

“Happy all hallows week folks!” Spencer speaks, and they can hear the grin from beneath his mask. He reaches up with fumbling hands, pulling it back and revealing his disheveled face.

“To paraphrase from Celtic mythology, in just a few days, all order is suspended and the buriers between the natural and the supernatural are temporarily… remooooved! ” he leans forward as he speaks, widening his eyes and lowering his voice for effect. He quickly reaches into his bag of tricks and pulls out a cheap plastic shrunken head, tossing it in Prentiss’s direction.

There’s a reason, however, that Spencer failed every field preparedness test he took at the academy. He overshoots completely, tossing it clean past her and towards someone approaching from behind.

You catch the head just before it flies into your face, and Spencers’ eyes widen, his cheeks flushing red. Behind Prentiss stands Garcia, clad in all green and black, tiny cauldrons hanging from her ears as she too has been styling herself in anticipation for the holiday. Garcia wasn’t the one who caught the head though, you did.

You stand with a box on your hip, hair pulled up tightly and out of your face in a way that allows Spencer a good look at it. Y/N L/N, the new transfer from New York. In all his excitement for the holiday season, he had completely forgotten that you were arriving today.

You furrowed your brow as you looked curiously at the cheap Halloween decoration in your hand. Suddenly he felt an overwhelming sense of embarrassment come over him, standing in front of you with a noose around his neck, werewolf paws, and a monster mask hanging off his head.

“I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to- I’m a terrible throw, oh my god-”

You laughed, soft and sweet in Spencer’s ears.

“It’s fine really, I love Halloween. If I’d had known we were allowed to dress up like you two did, I would have.” she gestures between him and Penelope, who's clad in all green and black with little cauldron earrings.

“Guys, this is Y/N L/N. And today’s her first day. We met on the elevator up, and I can already tell she’s a lovely sweet angel of badassery and also my new best friend, so be nice to her.” Penelope introduces. You laugh again, and Spencer feels as though his ears are ringing pleasantly from the sound. He wonders if he should see a doctor.

“Emily Prentiss,” she extends her hand, and you set down the head to return the favor, giving it a firm shake.

“Derek Morgan,” is next, and you twist your body towards him to do the same.

“I’m uh-” Spencer goes to extend his hand, before realizing it’s large and covered in fur. “Oh- sorry I uh- hold on,” he slides his hand along his chest, trying to slide the glove off. It doesn’t work, his arms are still full of Halloween paraphernalia. They tumble clumsily from his grip and onto his desk, as he hastily rips the gloves off and flings the mask from the top of his head. He shoots out his hand and you smile.

“I’m Spencer doctor Reid. I mean- Dr. Spencer Reid.” He blurts out, and Morgan is trying to hold back his laughter.

You reach out and shake his hand with a reassuring smile, and he’s suddenly hyper-aware of the level of sweat that has accumulated on his hands while wearing his gloves.

“Nice to meet you.” You say, and if you’re as embarrassed by him as he feels, you don’t show it. “So, you like Halloween?” you ask, reaching forward and tugging on the prop noose that still around his neck. He glances down, remembering that it’s there. His breath evens out a little, now that you're back to something he knows he can talk about.

“Yeah, uh yes. It’s my favorite holiday. It’s actually quite interesting, the cool thing about it is that it’s a uniquely American holiday. I mean despite its obvious origins in the Celtic festival of Samhain and the Christian all saints day, it really is a melting pot of various immigrants’ traditions and beliefs,” As he speaks, his voice picks up in volume and speeds up as he gains confidence. The others behind you sigh, but you don’t notice, enthralled in the way he speaks so confidently and passionately.

“It became a little more commercialized in the 1950s with trick-or-treat, and today it rivals only Christmas in terms of popularity-”

“Reid, buddy, I don’t think she wants the history of Halloween, she was just being polite,” Morgan interjects, and you watch as Spencer’s shoulders deflate. Morgan turns himself towards you “he’s a rambler.” he states apologetically, and you shake your head, turning back to Spencer.

“No, no it really is so fascinating, it’s part of the reason I love the holiday, because of its historical uniqueness. I’d love to pick your brain about it sometime-”

You can see the light flicker back on behind Reids’ eyes as he perks up at your words, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. But you’re cut off as JJ walks by with a stack of files clutched closely to her chest.

“It’ll have to wait, we’ve got a case. Welcome to the team, Agent L/N, I hope you’re ready to get to work.”

“Two days ago, Daniella Cresswell was found stabbed to death, naked in her shower which was still running by her fiance in Brownsville, Oregon. She had multiple stab wounds to the front and back of her torso, eight in total, and her hair had been crudely cut short.” JJ clicked a button, and photos of what she had described flashed across the screen. A blonde woman with choppy short blonde hair lie completely exposed, her untouched skin glistened slightly from the water, a stark contrast to the deep gashes decorating her torso. One photo depicted a large bloodied kitchen knife on the edge of her bathroom sink.

“Any evidence of sexual assault?” Morgan asked, and JJ shook her head.

“Could be impotence then. Sexual sadists often use stabbing as a substitute for penetration, replicating something the unsub can’t accomplish and killing the woman he can’t have in one isolated action. The cutting of the hair could be an attempt to recreate a specific woman who rejected him.” Spencer suggested.

Gideon let out a hollow chuckle. “Killing two birds with one knife.”

“Just wait,” JJ said, and then she clicked to the next slide.

“The day after, Lila Langley was found strung up from a tree in her back yard, stabbed through the chest, her hair was also cut by the unsub.”

A photo of another blonde woman hanging from an enormous willow tree in her back yard flicked onto the screen. Blood dripped down her swaying body and onto the grass. You took a deep breath, steadying your mind as you took in these violent images. You’ve been working this job for a long time, and seeing the brutal untimely ends of so many people’s lives never got easier.

“24 hours isn’t much of a cooling-off period,” Morgan said grimly, and Prentiss nodded, studying the photos on the board across from her. “There’s also an escalation of the violence in the crimes with the hanging of the victim. This one is more organized and deliberate, one confident strike to the chest to kill her. Was the hanging post or antemortem?”

“Post,” JJ replied

You furrowed your brow, eyes darting over the photos, flipping the printed ones you have in the file in front of you back to the previous murder. Your mind raced, and you thought to open your mouth to speak, but you kept it shut. It was your first case with a new team, you wanted to lay low and watch the others, nervous to interrupt the dynamic.

“The victimology seems to be the same though, mid-to early twenties, white, blonde, middle class, the cutting of the hair.” Hotch notes

“Could be trichophilia, sexual arousal caused by human hair,” Spencer interjects, pushing up his glasses.

“That would be true if it weren't for today when Clara Knowles was found in a graveyard with two puncture wounds to the neck. Cause of death: blood loss,” said JJ, and across the screen flashed a woman in a red dress, her hair was neither cut short nor was it blonde. Long dark brown curls cascaded down her shoulders and fanned out on the dewy grass where she lay.

Prentiss actually laughed.

“No way, if I didn’t know any better I’d call that a vampire,” she says. “Nothing about this murder is even similar to the last two, what makes them think it’s even the same unsub?” she asks, and before you can even really think about it, you’re opening your mouth and speaking.

“Because they’re the plots to movies,” you say, not even responding to Prentiss so much as you’re thinking out loud. “Woman stabbed to death in her shower, another stabbed in the chest and tied up in a tree- those are the plots of Psycho and Scream. And this-”

“Is the plot of Dracula. She’s even got a red dress like Mina wears in the 1992 adaptation Bram Stokers Dracula.” Spencer interjects, and it’s like he takes the words right out of your mouth.

“The unsubs wasn’t cutting the hair because of some sort of fetish, he was doing it to recreate the characters from the movies.” You say, gaining more confidence with each thought.

“Why the hell would someone want to recreate famous horror movie murders?” Morgan frowned, and Gideon closed his file, pushing his chair back and standing up from the round table.

“That’s what we’re going to find out.”

The Jet was surprisingly quiet for its small size. You all sat in comfortable silence as you poured over the case files, quietly hoping there was one easy clue hidden in their contents that could stop this all before you even landed.

But there was no such clue, not one that you could find anyways. The blood and the lifeless eyes became too much for you to stare at for any longer. You would come back to it once you’ve landed with fresh eyes and fresh evidence.

So you closed the file and turned to face the window beside you, watching as the landscape seemed to glide past at a leisurely pace, despite your actual speed. The view suddenly vanished, covered by a thick milky fog, and the plane began to shake as you passed through a particularly turbulent cloud. You glanced around to see no one react to the bumps, Hotch didn't even look up from his file as he leaned forward to push his glass of water away from the edge of the table.

You closed your eyes and reached down to check that your seatbelt was fastened, trying to subtly grip onto the armrest in hopes no one would notice. You weren’t particularly afraid of flying, but something about any sort of turbulence never failed to make your stomach drop and your palms go sweaty.

Without opening your eyes, you felt someone settle into the seat beside you.

“You know, turbulence very rarely causes planes to crash.” the voice speaks. Now that you’re not watching him as he does, you notice that it’s quite the soothing voice. It has a sort of soft raspiness to it that makes your heart rate go down just a bit. You don’t open your eyes, even though you wouldn’t mind getting another look at him. He was just as easy on the eyes as his voice was on the ears.

“And somehow, it doesn’t make it feel any better,” you say, eyes glued shut.

“What you would really need to worry about are microbursts. Sudden downbursts of air associated with thunderstorms, a small craft like this, if we get one at the wrong altitude pfshh- pulverized,” he says quickly, emulating the sound of an explosion.

You squint open one eye, glaring at him.

“Sorry,” he says, realizing his mistake, and your eyes fall back shut as you let out a breathy laugh at the absurdity of it, your head falling back against the headrest. “But we’re not in one at the moment, just going through a cloud. So you shouldn’t worry about that too much either way. Besides, statistically, the odds of actually dying in a plane crash are only one in every one hundred eighty-four thousand three hundred and sixty-four people. You’re more likely to drown actually, which is one in one thousand one hundred and seventeen.”

“Great, now I’m scared of swimming too.” you tease, and he stutters.

“That’s not what I-”

“No, no, I’m kidding. Thanks, Spencer, really,” you say, finally peeling your eyes open to look at him. The turbulence is starting to settle down now, and you can catch glimpses of the landscape through the thinning clouds.

“Did you have any Halloween plans?” you blurt out, in an attempt to distract yourself further.

“Oh uh, not anymore. I think I’ll be a little busy now,” he says, disappointment in his voice.

“But you did? What were they?” you ask, a little more relaxed in your seat now.

“Well, I was toying with the notion of either going to the Edgar Allen Poe shadow puppet theater,” he begins, and you smile at the way he puts the emphasis on the ‘a’ in theater. “Or the reenactment of the 19th-century phantasmagoria.” he continues.

“Those are those… projected ghost stories from France right?” you ask, and a grin splits across Spencer’s cheeks so large you’d think you weren’t on your way to go look at a dead body.

“Yeah, yeah exactly. They used rear projections with lanterns and smokescreens in an attempt to scare the audience using science magic. They even went so far as to require viewers to fast or stay up late so that they’d be more susceptible to the ruse.” He said excitedly, and though there was no longer any turbulence, he was practically bouncing in his seat.

“And they do reenactments of those still?” you ask eagerly. You had a couple of ideas for Halloween plans yourself, but all things you’d done before. Never anything like this.

“Yes! It just so happens I have an extra ticket! If… if you wanted. You know. You don’t have to, but-”

“I’d love to.” You smiled, turning to look at him directly for the first time since he’d come to sit next to you. “If we get back by Halloween, I’m there. No matter how tired I may be.” you chuckle

Spencer doesn’t know what to say, which doesn’t happen very often. He hasn’t had this kind of interaction with someone in a long time. This kind of soft, easy interaction that most people are so accustomed to. Most people cut him off, or sighed and groaned dejectedly, waiting for him to finish his fevered rants. But here you were, only having known him for a few hours, and you reached into his brain and turned the faucet on and let his words pour out.

He just sat there, a smile gracing his lips as he watched you in comfortable silence, unaware of the knowing stares of his team members and the warm buzzing growing in his chest when there was another sudden jolt of turbulence.

The whole plane jerked as if it had blown a tire on the freeway, and without thinking, you shot your hand out to grab the nearest thing you could. Spencer jumped a little as you gripped onto his hand. He couldn’t bring himself to turn and look at you, just peeking from the corner of his eye, frozen. You didn’t seem to realize what you’d done, your eyes back to being screwed shut as you attempted to steady your breathing.

After a moment, spencer settled into it, relaxing his hand and hoping it would relax you. Watching your pained face as you tried to calm yourself caused an uncomfortable pang in his otherwise warm chest, one that he couldn’t quite describe. The same one he had felt before he walked over to your side of the plane to try and tell you not to worry about turbulence. He wondered what all these uncomfortable feelings he was having were being caused by. He’d better take an aspirin when he lands and hope he feels better for the case, he needed to be focused, he thought.

Eventually, when the turbulence died down, and the flight settled back into a comfortable silence, your hand left his. He wasn't even sure you'd realized you'd done it, but he remembered. The feeling of your hand squeezing his was searing onto his skin like he'd been branded, white-hot and unforgettable. He wondered if he'd ever get to feel it again.

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biisexualemma · 3 years

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beating pt.3. bucky barnes

word count: 3.2k

warnings: blood, violence, injury

requested: not really, i just wrote this cuz all i can think about is bucky barnes in tfatws and this is my only way of dealing with all those thoughts

plot: you, sam and bucky take the shield

a/n: ok so this is part 3 to the winter soldier series i've been writing lol this is set in episode 5 with you involved in that insane fight scene with sam, bucky and walker! also! finally watched tfatws finale last night and i was so overwhelmed, i am so grateful to marvel for giving us the masterpiece that was wandavision, and then following it flawlessly with tfatws. i'm just in awe! anyway! hope you like this! i am enjoying writing this series!

pt.1 / pt.2 / pt.4 / masterlist

"walker," sam's voice echoed through the warehouse you had followed walker into, approaching the man with the shield with caution. you were still trying to process everything that had happened in the last few hours, everything you'd seen. you couldn't look at walker the same way after watching him repeatedly plunge steve's shield into that soldiers chest. you could still hear the mans screams for mercy ringing in your ears. you had never taken to walker, but this had shifted your dislike of him into a deep, disgusted hatred. all three of you knew what needed to be done without having to communicate it. you had to take the shield.

"you guys should see a medic, you don't look so good," his eyes trailed over the three of you, meeting you from across the room. his eyes lingered on you, your eyes boring into his, eyebrows slightly furrowed, a crease forming between them. he pulled away, turning his back to you. you gulped, watching him pace around in circles. it was unsettling, he was visibly agitated. you wondered, very briefly, whether he regretted his actions, underneath all that rage. you had seen something when he locked eyes with you, you just weren't sure what it was.

"stop. walker," sam intervened, bringing walkers pacing to a halt.

"what?" suddenly he was defensive, like he had been waiting for the judgement to be thrown at him. his voice raised slightly. "you saw what happened. you know what i had to do."

you shook your head lightly, your eyes locked on the imposter, traipsing around with that shield, dipped in blood. it made you feel sick. he turned his attention to you again, noticing your silent disapproval. he took a step towards you, letting his emotions get the better of him for a split second. "i killed him because i had to! he killed lemar!"

you swallowed the lump in your throat, clenching your fists together at your sides. you didn't take kindly to him taking his anger out on you, you would rather have him just own up to what he did instead of trying to pass the blame.

bucky shifted, unsettled with walker even looking at you for too long after everything that had happened. he wasn't taking any chances with you. his jaw clenched, he took a subtle step closer to you and held out a hand to halt walker from coming any closer.

"he didn't kill lemar, john," bucky's voice was almost the tiniest bit understanding, despite his standoffish manner. walker scoffed, not even taking notice of how much closer bucky was standing to you now, he was too caught up in his own thoughts. he continued pacing back and forth. you proceeded to watch his every move, anticipating a reaction from him. you were waiting for him to explode again. "don't go down that road. believe me, it doesn't end well."

your eyes flickered towards bucky, the last thing you had expected was for him to show any kind of sincerity towards john walker. but, then, there was a lot to bucky that you didn't yet understand. you understood sam was trying to avoid another fight by talking walker down, bucky must've been following his lead by trying to relate to walkers situation.

walker, however, didn't seem the slightest bit comforted by bucky's words, in fact, he almost looked embarrassed by the comparison between bucky and himself.

"i'm not like you," your eyebrows twitched into a frown when he spat the words at bucky. instinctively you took a step forwards, tilting your head slightly, suddenly feeling the urge to hit walker. bucky's hand grazed yours, like he knew exactly what you were thinking, and silently willing you to not hit him. yet, at least. you settled for gritting your teeth and holding your tongue.

"listen, it was the heat of the battle. okay?" sam ignored the sharpness in walkers tone, continuing his attempt to talk him down. if anyone was going to get through to this man, it was sam. he had a knack for that kind of thing. "if you explain what happened, they may consider your record," this felt like bullshit. what happened had happened. you knew, first hand, that the government wasn't exactly forgiving, especially when you kill a man in broad daylight with captain america's shield. "we don't want anyone else to get hurt."

you glanced at the shield in his hand one more time, your stomach twisting as you did. everything about that shield being in that mans arm felt wrong, and the blood coating the lower half of the shield was disturbing, to put it lightly. you often wondered how this whole mission would have gone down if steve were here, instead of walker. walker had managed to make a mess of every aspect of this mission, he had gone out of his way to make your jobs harder, without even realising he was doing it. you couldn't let yourself think about it for too long without your heart aching from the loss of your friend, and the sight in front of you taking his place.

"john," sam spoke again after a brief moment of silence. "you gotta' give me the shield, man," you knew as soon as the words were spoken that this wasn't going to go down well.

walker lifted his head from the shield, his eyes locking with sam's, along to bucky's, and then yours. bucky grabbed your wrist to stop you from jumping walker preemptively. walkers eyes lingered on where bucky clutched onto you, choking out a breathy laugh, with not the slightest hint of amusement. you closed your eyes for a second, taking a deep breath, anticipating the fight that had been long overdue to break out.

"oh," he breathed. "so that's what this is," his stare hardened, his eyes not leaving sam's now. you wanted to snatch the shield out of his hand and run before this became something far too messy. if it wasn't for bucky's grip, you were sure you would have at least tried to. "you almost got me."

"you made a mistake," you wished you could be as forgiving as sam, but you had too much anger, and too much hatred for this man.

"you don't wanna' do this," walker warned, and in someways he was right. none of you wanted to do this. you didn't necessarily want to get into a battle with an unhinged, super soldier with no concern for whether you lived or died. but you couldn't leave without that shield. so it had to happen.

"yeah, we do," you spoke harshly, catching walkers attention, you yanked your wrist out of bucky's grip.

bucky was the first to move, and suddenly everything was moving very quickly. bucky's arm connecting with the vibranium shield, sam kicked back onto the floor with force. you had swung your leg at walker, only to have him duck, catch your ankle and throw you backwards, your back hitting into a metal beam. the impact made you hurl over on the floor with a groan.

with a grunt, bucky continued to fight walker, struggling to snatch the shield out of his arm. walker's elbow collided with bucky's nose, knocking him backwards before throwing another punch and bringing him down to his knees. you scrambled onto all fours, pushing yourself back onto your feet, sam following suit across from you. your eyebrows knitted, as walker heaved the shield over his head, about to strike bucky when you swung another kick to his head, catching him this time. the hit caught him off guard, allowing sam to use his wings to strike another blow.

all three of you were on him now, bucky back to his feet, as each of you threw one blow after the next at this man, and he caught every single one. after beating sam and winding him, and striking bucky in the face so sharply with the shield that he fell back, he caught your wrist and twisted it with an uncomfortable level of ease until something cracked. you let out a loud cry feeling your wrist fall limp, walkers foot immediately slamming into your ribs while you were distracted, knocking you to the ground with a thud.

bucky eyes moved up to where you lay on the floor, walker with his shield ready to take another crack at you while you were down. bucky intervened, his fist slamming into the shield repeatedly, pushing walker further and further back. fists were flung around, the sheer force behind the blows seemed to not make the slightest difference to either of them. walker flung himself at sam, his foot colliding with his face before swinging the shield back and letting to fly out of his hand, his full force behind it, hitting bucky square in the chest.

your breathing hitched in your throat, watching bucky's body fly across the room with the shield and land with a loud crash. your chest tightened, scrambling onto your feet, numb to any pain searing through your body at this point, as sam came up behind you and grabbed your arm to help you up.

"why are you making me do this?!" walkers voice boomed from across the room. your eyes widened with shear panic, your heart in your mouth when walker heaved bucky off the ground and flung his body across the room, slamming into one of the metal beams. you couldn't stop yourself from crying out his name as he collapsed against the hard floor, body limp and his left arm glitching next to him.

you hadn't noticed sam had left your side, soaring across the room to return to his attack on walker. you were solely focused on bucky and the way his body lay unmoving. sam preoccupied walker, allowing you to run over to your boyfriend, dropping to your knees and rolling him onto his back.

"buck," you gulped back the lump in your throat, your hands trembling slightly as they hovered over his face. he wasn't fully conscious, his eyes rolled, arm twitching every couple of seconds. you glanced over your shoulder, sam was manoeuvring around walker, managing to hold him on his own for now. you turned back, your unsteady hands touching his cheek, grazing the skin that was now bruised and bloody. your heart beating out of your chest, you didn't often see bucky like this, it was disturbing. "bucky-- please--"

your words caught in your throat when a hand clasped around your throat, tightening and yanking you away from bucky. you gasped for air as your supply became limited, your feet dragging against the floor. before walker could haul your across the room, sam blocked his path, holding out a cautious hand. your eyes watered the tighter he clenched his fist around your neck, both your hands desperately trying to release his strong grip.

"this isn't you, john," sam spoke with urgency, his eyes darting to where you were struggling desperately.

walker glanced down at you, your face turning pale the longer you tried to catch a breath. he gritted his teeth before letting you drop at his feet. you frantically gasped for air, feeling your lungs fill up again, your chest straining from your deep breaths.

"we could've been a team," he spat harshly.

bucky had regained his consciousness in this time, managing to force himself onto his feet again. he met you at your side, one hand resting against the small of your back, the other grabbing your forearm and helping you up. your vision blurred slightly at the sides, scrunching your eyes closed and reopening them, you saw walker ahead of you, on top of sam, physically restraining him. the deranged look in his eyes sent shivers down your spine.

"i am captain america!" he bellowed, echoing through the empty warehouse. bucky, whose attention had solely been on you up until this point, dragged his eyes over to sam and walker. both of you froze watching as walker ripped sam's wings clean off. your mouth hung open, hesitating for a second in shock. but when you saw him lift that damn shield again, you stumbled out of bucky's grip, as fast as your legs would carry you, snatching the knife out of your holder and flinging it at him. the knife sliced his fingers, he let out a yelp and faltered, giving bucky enough time to tackle walker off of sam.

the pair went flying across the room, both quickly gathering themselves up again. walker looked like hell, his face dirtied and bloodied, his eyes wide and crazed as he and bucky met again. fists flew back and forth as they beat each other with as much force as they had in them, walker was the one in the end to grab a fistful of bucky's hair, pulling the shield back and slamming it into bucky's face. you couldn't stand back and watch, the shield now pushed up against bucky's arms as he desperately tried to stop the shield from coming into contact with him again.

you caught walker off guard, swinging in from his blind side and connecting your fist with his jaw as hard as you could, giving bucky enough leeway to regain himself. he held walkers arm in place and you grabbed the shield. sam came up behind you, gripping the shield and pulling with you as hard as you could. bucky was face to face with walker, their hatred for one another in that moment was unparalleled.

sam switched his thrusters to high, walker let out a torturous cry, his arm breaking out of shape as the shield slipped off, both you and sam flying backwards. you groaned, the shield landing on top of your chest as you lay against the cold floor. your head was pulsating, blood soaking your hair and your shirt. you could feel every wound you'd pushed aside before, now worse than ever. you rolled onto your side, gasping as the pain surged through your chest, blood dripping from your mouth when it fell open.

you winced, using your last bit of strength to push yourself upright onto your hands, letting the shield fall with the clunk beside you. bucky was already back onto his feet, his first instinct was to reach you, but before he could get close enough, walker's voice echoed from over his shoulder.

"it's mine," you heard him spit, his eyes locked onto where you lay, the shield beside you. only bucky stood in between you and walker. this guy really didn't know when to quit.

your eyes shifted up to where sam stood over you now. "it's over, john."

"it's mine," he growled, swinging at bucky who caught his fist before he could get anywhere near you. bucky threw a forceful punch to his jaw and threw walker over his shoulder before he could regain himself. you grabbed the shield, lifting it so sam could take ahold of it. bucky had swung walkers entire body over him like he weighed nothing, letting sam and the shield collide with his body. you cringed watching walkers body fall heavily to the ground, sam and bucky collapsing around the shield.

you let out deep, laboured breaths, your hand now clutched to your ribs that were searing with pain. everything was surging through you all at once, your brows furrowed and your tongue between your teeth. the metallic taste was swimming in your mouth, you felt wounded and entirely exhausted.

bucky dropped the shield next to sam, his eyes boring into his for a split second before his attention was turned to your body hurled on its side. he kneeled beside you, his metal hand touching the side of your face, his fingers running through your hair and tilting your face up so you could meet his stare. his eyes were soft and tired, his eyebrows knitted together tightly as his eyes moved over your bloodied face. his thumb grazed over your bottom lip, dragging it down, blood transferring onto his skin from yours. his expression was hard and unnerving. he didn't have the energy in him to ask if you were okay, he just looked at you, his heart cracked wide open as he did.

you nodded faintly, answering the question he couldn't will himself to ask. you lifted your uninjured hand to where his palm touched your cheek, grazing your fingers over his skin. your eyes shifted to where his skin split open across the bridge of his nose, where walker had ploughed the shield into his face, and over to the bruise growing against his cheekbone. you gulped down on the lump sitting in your throat, and found your eyebrows knitting together. you knew he would heal quicker than most, but he was wounded in more ways than one after this fight, you could tell by the look in his eyes, he couldn't take much more.

this felt like a knock on the chin, everything that had happened felt heavier somehow. you had the shield but at what cost? what did it mean for you guys now? how did you move forward?

bucky gave you a stiff nod, his jaw clenching as he moved his hand away from your face, your own hand falling back to your side. you, unfortunately, did not have super soldier serum running through your veins, so you felt the impact of your injuries a lot more than bucky did. you lifted your right arm with caution, expecting bucky to take it and pull you onto your feet, but he didn't. he pushed himself back onto his feet, his hard stare moving away from yours.

you tilted your head, trying to understand what was going through his head, but that had never been an easy task with bucky. "buck," you mumbled, your voice hoarse. you watched his hand clench into a fist and unclench again.

he sniffed, taking a deep breath before glancing over to sam who was keeled over the shield. their eyes met for a second before bucky spoke. "look after her. i need to take care of something."

your eyebrows knitted tighter together, knowing you couldn't push yourself up and chase after him. he knew that too. "bucky," your tone was harsher this time. you hissed, hand flying to your ribcage where a searing pain worked its way through your abdomen after trying to shift yourself off the ground and over to him. you knew why he didn't want you to go with him, you knew where he was going and you couldn't let him do it. you had done everything on this mission together.

"would that be zemo you're taking care of?" sam voiced exactly what you were thinking, his tone cold.

he turned his back on sam, his eyes trailing over you. "go with sam," he spoke through gritted teeth. "i won't be gone long."

your frown deepened, you shook your head faintly. "buck-- don't," his eyes locked with yours for second, his eyelids fluttering like they did when he was tired. you wanted to be enough to stop him, but his mind was set.

"i have to," he muttered under his breath, forcing himself to walk away from you before you could talk him out of it.

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