#if you're following along with the other thread we're doing you could have seen this coming a mile away.

[gollancz]

Why I'm Not Allowed On Twitter Unsupervised Any More: A Photo Essay

Key Notes:

Since this was posted I discovered that the books had briefly been available in the UK under the name Peter Beagle rather than Peter S. Beagle in the mid-90s, which is why they didn't show up on the British Library search

The article by Tor.com @torbooks: Peter S. Beagle Has Finally Regained the Rights to His Body of Work

If you want our gorgeous limited edition, I believe there are still a handful left (except for the US and Canada, sorry lads), and you can get it here. I'm not kidding when I say I got a little teary-eyed when these showed up.

[Image Description: A tweet thread from the Gollancz twitter dated 20th July 2022, which goes as follows -

Tweet 1: You may have seen that we're printing a Brand New Edition of The Last Unicorn. We're very excited! I was asked to tweet about it. I wasn't asked to do it quite like this, but I also wasn't asked NOT to do it like this, and I have the twitter login so whose fault is that? (Thread emoji, and gif from the film Scream reading 'The Call is coming from inside the house!')

Tweet 2: Imagine, if you will, you are a small child in the UK during the late 80s/early 90s. You might look a bit like this, or you might have had parents who didn't choose suffering (ask my mum about The Saga of the Hat) (an image of a small girl approximately 3 years old wearing a blue dress and a big white hat)

Tweet 3: Imagine you have a cool older cousin, one who, as you get age, introduces you to fantasy films like Ladyhawk and The Princess Bride and has a post the whole family knows as 'the vampire and the naked lady'. She's extremely responsible for the way you turn out as an adult.

Tweet 4: One year, for your birthday, this cousin buys you a video. It's the first video that is yours, not to share. It has a bright yellow cover. The butterfly scares you. But you watch it on a loop. You don't realise how special it is, but it's a seed that burrows into your brain. (An image of a VHS of The Last Unicorn)

Tweet 5: A decade or so later, in your teens, you rediscover it. None of your friends have heard of it, despite also being fantasy-inclined. That's odd, you think. Is this an outlandishly weird title? Then you get older and you realise: no, it isn't. (Principal Skinner meme reading 'Am I out of touch? No, it's the people who don't know about The Last Unicorn who are wrong')

Tweet 6: Time and tech march on, you get a DVD of the film. You realise it's got Christopher Lee in it! And Angela Lansbury! Your mum tries to get you to listen to songs by America other than the soundtrack, but the only one that really sticks is the other one they did about a horse. (Gif of Walter White from Breaking Bad singing along to Horse With No Name)

Tweet 7: You realise that the film is based on a book. Like The Princess Bride, which you've also read (after spending longer than you're proud of trying to find an unabridged edition). 'Neat,' you think, 'I'll have to read that!'

Tweet 8: And then you can't find it. Because, as mentioned previously, you're in the UK. The Last Unicorn was published for the first time in 1968. But, if you look at the British Library's National Bibliography (super neat resource btw), that was, uh, about it. (screenshot of the search results from the National Bibliography showing four editions of The Last Unicorn by Peter S. Beagle, one from Gollancz in 2022, one from IDW in 2019, one from Tachyon Publications in 2018, and one from Bodley Head in 1968)

Tweet 9: The Tachyon edition is the unfinished first draft of the story. The IDW edition is a gorgeous graphic novel. But in terms of the novel? I don't know how many reprints it had (if anyone knows, I'd love to find out), but there's a good chance it went out of print in the 70s.

Tweet 10: The film, however, was released in 1982. Although it didn't make it to the UK until 1986. Conservative estimates could put that between 10 and 15 years since the book was last available in the UK. This gives you a generation in the UK who only know the story through the film! (A screenshot of the IMDB page showing the different release dates for The Last Unicorn around the world)

Tweet 11: The screenplay was written by Peter S. Beagle, and made by the legendary animation directors Arthur Rankin Jr. and Jules Bass. That's right, the guys behind Thundercats and 2 out of the 3 films based on The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings.

Tweet 12: The Book has been in print in the USA (and possibly all of North America) constantly since its publication, so it seems baffling that people in the UK haven't heard of it. As the internet became more prominent, however, it became easier to just... import a copy of the book.

Tweet 13: But! This also isn't quite as simple as you think. You see, until last year the rights to The Last Unicorn were tied up in legal limbo. And the US edition of the book contained changes that Peter wasn't happy with. (Link to the Tor.com article about the rights)

Tweet 14: Back to you, the 80s/90s kid, who is now an adult, happy that unicorns are A Thing again and you're living your best life. You're very easy to buy presents for. Your partner despairs of unicorns. You get a job working in books about magic and space. (unicorn emoji and photograph of a collection of unicorn memorabilia, including three different versions of The Last Unicorn)

Tweet 15: You mention that one day you would like to publish The Last Unicorn. That if you did, you would like to do a really beautiful edition of it. And you would like it to be purple. Because since the film is what you know, you associate it with purple.

Tweet 16: And, after taking a very circuitous route, here we are! This is the original text, that was first published in 1968. Reading it after you have only seen the film is the strangest experience - like being introduced to a very dear friend that you have never met before.

Tweet 17: Peter's screenplay kept the voice of the story so well, you can hear the characters when you read the book. But now there's so much more depth, softness and warmth to it. The butterfly doesn't seem so scary any more. And, it's beautiful. And it's purple. (Image of a hardback edition of The Last Unicorn, with a black base, purple background, and a linocut image of the unicorn in her wood. On the black cover underneath is a foiled unicorn with the moon and butterfly, the page edges are sprayed purple, and the endpapers are black with silver butterflies)

Tweet 18: Anyway, I've taken you on a three day trip that could have been done in a single tweet, but that's what happens when you let me drive. This edition is the limited exclusive one only available through the Gollancz Emporium and you can preorder here: (link to Gollancz Emporium)

Tweet 19: But there is also a standard edition available through all booksellers! You'll be getting the author's preferred text, with an introduction from Patrick Rothfuss. There's also a brand new audiobook and it will be available in eBook for the first time ever.

Tweet 20: It's like going from famine to feast, and I wasn't able to talk about this for months so now I am able to talk about it, I'm going to make the social media team cry. UNICORNS. SPECIAL EDITION. PURPLE. The End.

Tweet 21: Additional behind the scenes bonus detail - I did take this cover to the art meaning while wearing a unicorn onesie.

Tweet 22: The comms team wrestling me away from the twitter account: (gif of Ross from Friends shouting 'Stop typing! Stop typing!')

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#The Last Unicorn #Peter S. Beagle #Gollancz Blogging #Twitter Threads #Books #Long Post

[prettyyktskii]

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TW/CW :: swearing, mention of alcohol, nsfw, rough, slight degradation, oral (m receiving)

this comes from one of my wattpad books, so uh- spoilers ig? anyways if u don't care feel free to read. just trying to get things started since i'm new to tumblr- i'm open to requests!

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it had been a week since the incident at the party- and things had only gotten a whole lot weirder. it had gone from i think he hates me to this has got to be some sort of sick joke. i mean seriously, was he fucking with me?

one minute he was calling me an idiot and telling me to fuck off, and the next he was calling me dumb names like princess and telling me to fuck him.

and the others had certainly picked up on it. to put an emphasis on that, mina was currently sitting at my apartment and had the very first thing she said when she walked through the door was, "girl, maybe you should just take him up on his offer."

i choke on air and my face becomes red as i violently swat at mina. "shut up!"

this only eggs her on as she laughs, "i'm just saying- you could cut the tension with a knife!"

just then tsu walks through my door, though i don't notice as i report to mina's last comment. "there is no tension!"

mina and i yell out in shock when tsu speaks, "between you and bakugou?" neither of us had seen her come in.

"ha!" ashido cackles, pointing at me like a little kid trying to accuse someone. "see! it's not just me! it's real tension." she has a satisfied smirk.

"ugh." my hands thread through my hair and i groan, watching tsu take a seat with us. "you're supposed to be on my side tsu!"

she chuckles a little before replying. "sorry. i only take sides with what i agree with, ribbit."

"you don't really think there's no tension between you guys, right?" mina questions more seriously. "i mean, why are you throwing him a birthday party?"

"because we're friends!"

i throw my hands into the air as mina and i argue pointlessly, asui telling us both to relax. we're so caught up in our screaming match that we don't hear the door open, nor do we hear the footsteps making their way towards us in the bedroom. "uh- guys?"

"what?!" mina and i shout in unison.

i regain my composure and look at kirishima who is now awkwardly scratching the back of neck. "if this is a bad time i-"

"do think there's any tension between y/n and bakugou?"

"mina!" i thwack her on the back of the head as i scold her.

eijirou becomes visibly uncomfortable. "um.. you know, we should really-"

"come on, just answer! we won't be mad at you!" she pleads.

"hey! you can't speak for me!" i complain.

"yes i can." she says matter-of-factly, turning her attention back to kirishima to await his response.

he sighs in defeat, knowing there's no way out of this. mina might legitimately melt him if he tried to leave. he might as well just answer. no harm, right? "okay, okay. yeah, i think there is. b-but doesn't everyone?!" he immediately catches himself and tries to defend himself.

"eijirou!" i say, acting offended.

"hey, look at the time!" he looks down at wrist that does not contain a watch. "we better go start setting up for the party before bakugou shows up!" he chuckles nervously before darting out of the room, the three of us following close behind.

deep down i knew it was true. i mean, i wasn't an idiot. but what was it all for? did he really want something? or was he just toying with me? stringing me along just to fall into his trap, humiliating me for the rest of my life. he wouldn't really do that, right?

right.

for now though, i needed to focus on this stupid party. i didn't know why i was doing this, what got into me?

we were having it at kirishima dorm, knowing damn well how pissed he'd be if he came to a mess in his own room. although, he'd probably already be pretty pissed that kirishima told me it was his birthday. it had taken him long enough to find out as is.

i knew that if i wanted to make sure bakugou didn't completely lose his shit, this needed to be good.

really good.

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surprise, surprise.

no, really. surprise, surprise.

so far, everything had been going fairly well.

kirishima had gotten bakugou to the party by texting him and asking him to come hang out with him.

he reluctantly agreed.

when he arrived, we'd flicked the lights on, everyone yelling out, "surprise!"

he was pretty mad. but i was the least of his worries. now everyone knew when his birthday was. oops, guess i didn't think that one through very well. oh well?

after having a few drinks- forced upon him by kirishima- he had cooled down significantly. enough that we had convinced him for us to all take his gifts to his room. we weren't going to make him open them in front of us- i mean, he probably wouldn't have even if we asked him to. the least we could do though was help him out.

so a few of us- literally. me, bakugou, eijirou and tsu- carried an armful of gifts each to his dorm across the hall, placing them on his bedroom floor.

kirishima and asui head out to go back to the party, kirishima patting his friend on the back- of course earning an annoyed scowl from him. they don't seem to pay any notice when i stay behind, shutting the bedroom door for just a moment. i look away from the presents and down at the ground. "sorry i didn't get you anything."

it wasn't a slight to him or anything, i had just genuinely forgotten. i only found out about his birthday today and i had been so busy with setting up the party that it had slipped my mind.

bakugou stalks toward me like he did the night of my welcoming party, with that same stupid fucking smirk on his face. "that's okay, i had something more specific in mind anyway."

my mind goes blank and i look him, nervous and confused as a he draws his face closer to mine. his mouth goes to my ear, hot breath fanning my neck causing a shiver to run down my spine. his face is practically touching mine as his mouth hovers over my ear. "get on your knees."

my eyes go wide and my face turns red at the unexpected words, and i wonder if this was really happening. "i- w-what?"

his smirk only grows wider when he sees my face, placing his hands on either side on my face. "get on your fucking knees."

my knees buckle a little, but i force myself to stay up as i contemplate my decision. if i didn't do what he said, he was probably just going to push me onto my knees anyways.

not really wanting to be manhandled and thrown around like a rag doll, i very reluctantly sink down onto my knees.

the smirk never leaves his face as i watch him release the buckle on his belt.

holy shit. this was really happening.

i'm so distracted by the chaos running through my head that i don't notice when his pants seem to fall to his ankles- until something is smacking against my cheek. "what are you waiting for, dumbass? open that pretty mouth of yours."

i panic, hearing all of the thoughts spinning inside my head except for the one telling me to open my mouth. was this really about to happen? how was this happening? a few weeks ago he hated my guts.

my thoughts are cut off when my hair gets wrapped tightly around his fingers, my head being tilted up to look him in the eyes. "open your fucking mouth." he growls.

my mouth immediately opens before he quickly shoves himself inside of it, letting out a groan. i nearly choke at the sudden action.

"fuck.." he mumbles, before demanding, "suck."

my mind short circuits but i obey, hallowing out my cheeks as i suck him off.

"fucking shit.."

he's practically moaning, and my eyes are on the verge of rolling back into my head. i can't believe this is happening.

his hand is still wrapped in my hair as he guides me up and down the length of his cock. i couldn't fucking breathe, but in this moment i didn't seem to mind. nothing mattered more to me now than giving him the best gift he would receive tonight.

"oh, fuck." he moaned, causing me to let out a whimper. the vibrations the noise sends up his cock enough to make him grip my head tighter, holding me in place as he begins thrusting harshly into my mouth.

he tosses his head back, eyes shut tightly as he lets out small noises.

"fuck, look at you," he grunts, watching the scene unfold at his feet. "taking me like that- fuck, yes."

i let out a pathetic whine and he growls, somehow gripping my hair even tighter as he thrusts into me at a rapid pace. "what a little slut." i let out another noise around him and his eyes roll back. "my fucking slut."

his words spur me on, although i can't do much as he has a rough hold on my hair, keeping me still. so instead i whine around his length another time.

"fuck!"

his thrusts are harder now, his sounds more consistent. "gonna make me cum." he growls.

i let out another muffled whine and he presses me further into him. "fuck yeah. oh, god. y/n."

his noises get louder and his thrusts get sloppier, partially relying on me as he gives up a little, overwhelmed. it's only a few seconds before he lets out a loud moan and i feel him cumming, not bothering to slip out of my mouth and he holds me roughly.

soon he slides out, still holding onto my hair as he huffs out, "fucking swallow it."

again, i obey. only this time i don't have a second thought about it, my mind completely fucked out even though i hadn't done anything.

"good girl."

the praise makes me let out a small groan as i lean back into the carpet, out of breath. although i'm not the only one who's worn out, bakugou falling backwards onto his bed with a huff.

he pulls his pants back up but removes his shirt, tossing it down to me as he slides up in his into his natural sleeping position.

hesitantly i pick it up. i guess he wanted me to put it on, huh?

"um- c-can you turn around?" i mumble in the quiet room.

it doesn't stay quiet long though as bakugou lets out a loud laugh. "you just sucked my dick and you're seriously asking me to turn around?"

my face flushes in embarrassment but i silently agree with my stupidity. i feel his eyes on me as i remove my dress, not daring to look at him. i slide the t-shirt on over my head, nothing but my underwear beneath it.

"c'mere." he mumbles.

my reluctance seems to come back, though i still listen, climbing onto the bed beside him. his arm stretches over my body and wraps around my waist, his face going into the crook of my neck.

"thanks for the birthday present, sparky." i can practically hear the smirk through his condescending tone.

oh, god. did that really just happen?

#bnha #my hero academia #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou smut #smut #mha smut #mha #kirishima eijirou #denki kaminari #mina ashido

[a-writer-on-elm-street]

Would it be possible to do a smut for Ralph where they’re caught having sex?

Tell The World

Pairing: Ralph x Fem!Reader

Summary: You've been keeping your relationship with Ralph a secret, and you've been successful, that is until someone walks in on you whilst in the middle of something...

Warnings: Handjob, oral sex (m recieving), unprotected sex.

A/N: I actually had a lot of fun writing this. Hope this is okay!

You struggled to keep a straight face as you glanced over at Ralph, who was watching you from where he stood in the doorway. If you weren't currently sitting beside Victoria you'd probably jump him right there.

You and Ralph had been secretly seeing each other for a couple of months now. The secrecy was mostly on your part because you were worried his sister might not approve. And Ralph loved his sister so you couldn't bare the thought of her being against your relationship.

After a few more minutes of Ralph staring at you from the doorway, you couldn't take it anymore. You shot up from the couch, spinning around to quickly tell Victoria you were going for a lie down, and then you almost knocked Ralph over on your way out of the living room.

He clearly got the message as it wasn't long before he was following you up the stairs to your room.

"Ralph you really should stop staring at me like that when we're in public."

"But how can I when you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen." He answered, gently closing the door before making his way over to you, his hands snaking around your waist.

"How did I get so lucky?" You sighed, bringing a hand up to rest on the side of his face.

He smiled as you pulled him down to you, gently pressing your lips against his. You hummed against his lips when you felt him tracing small circles on your hips with his fingers.

And when you parted, you simply couldn't wait any longer. You led him toward your bed, gently guiding him to sit down before undoing his trousers and slowly sliding them down his legs along with his underwear.

You heard him mutter a quiet 'oh' when you wrapped your hand around his length, swiping your thumb over his tip. You looked up at him when you started to move your hand over him, grinning as you watched his eyes flutter closed, his mouth slightly agape.

"You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen." You repeated his words back to him, smiling as he let out a quiet moan.

You pumped him a few times before releasing him, leaning down to leave a trail of kisses over his thighs, slowly making your way up to his swollen cock. You heard him whimper when you finally closed your mouth over his tip, sucking slightly before taking him into your mouth.

"My love." He muttered, releasing breathy moans. "That...that feels amazing."

You started to bob your head up and down on his lap, holding onto his thighs as he squirmed beneath you. As you continued your movements over him, you felt him carefully thread his fingers through your hair.

"Oh...oh god." He groaned, his fingers tightening in your hair as you felt him twitch inside your mouth.

You flinched slightly when you felt his load hit the back of your throat. And when you pulled off of him, he still had his head tilted back as he tried to catch his breath.

"Would you like to continue?" You asked him, standing up to reach under your skirt, removing your own underwear.

He quickly nodded, sitting up straighter now as he watched you approach, a nervous smile on his face.

You climbed onto his lap, positioning your legs on either side of him. And you took no time in reaching down to guide him toward your entrance.

He moaned when you finally sank down on him.

"Oh Ralph." You groaned as you started to grind your hips over him, his hands coming up to wrap around your thighs. "You feel so good."

He could only respond with a soft moan as you continued your movements over him.

However, your moment of bliss was soon interrupted when the door swung open behind you and you were met with the sound of Victoria's voice.

"(y/n)? Have you seen-" She cut herself off when she saw you both. "Ralph."

"Oh, god." You frantically tried to push yourself off him, landing on the floor with a thud as you looked up at Victoria in the doorway. "Oh my god."

"Victoria, um...what...what are you doing here?" Ralph questioned as he quickly dressed himself, standing up.

"I was looking for you." She chuckled, leaning a hand on the doorframe as she watched you both. "And you two seemed...close, so I assumed (y/n) would know where you'd gotten to."

"Victoria, I'm so sorry." You started to say, standing up now, hoping you didn't look too dishevelled. "We were going to tell you eventually, I just-"

"Oh no, I don't care what you get up to in your...free time. I'm just happy my brother has finally found someone."

"You...you are?"

"Of course! Now, would you like me to give you a moment to finish, or can I take Ralph now?"

"Just...please give me a moment." Ralph said, awkwardly waving a hand at her.

She just gave you both an amused look before slipping out the door, leaving you alone.

"My love, I am so sorry about my sister." He started. "I had no idea she was just going to walk in like that. If I'd have known-"

"Ralph." You interrupted him, bringing your hands up to rest on either side of his face. "It's fine. I'm just glad she doesn't hate me, hate me being with you."

He just stared at you then, like he was unsure how to respond. And you couldn't help the smile that tugged at your lips as you looked up at him.

"I love you, Ralph. And now that Victoria approves, I can tell the world."

He grinned. "Well in that case, I'd like to take you out tonight."

"I'd love that."

[Main Masterlist] [Ralph Masterlist]

#ralph timewasters #ralph x reader #ralph timewasters fluff #ralph timewasters smut #timewasters #joseph quinn timewasters #timewasters joseph quinn #joseph quinn

[ethanharli]

Requested: On Tumblr; May I ask for a Giyuu x male!Reader smut? Perhaps the reader being a little rough with Giyuu please?

Pairing(s): Giyuu Tomioka x Top Male Reader.

Warning(s): NSFW/SMUT, Bottom Tomioka, Energetic reader, Choking, Slight dirty talk and degradation, Hair pulling, ✨ Aftercare. ✨

DNI; if you use she/her pronouns.

A/n- I'm such a slut for this man smh

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I couldn't help but smile brightly when I saw Tomioka a little ways away from me, we were assigned a mission a couple of days ago to a quiet town in the east, where a demon has been taking young drunks and since I got here a day or so before him I made sure to look around and get familiar with the area. So I gently tapped my index and middle fingers together as we approached each other, seeing the slightest of smiles tug at his lips once he saw me, "[Y/n], you burned Wisteria incense?" He asked, now looking up at me with his usual stoic expression and all I could do is let out a small 'Mm-hm!' With a quick nod and a wide grin, not being able to speak much due to my damaged vocal cords. So taking a step closer I leaned down besides his ear not noticing the sudden stillness of his body as I spoke, "Should give us a bit more time to search around" My now deep and raspy voice wasn't something I had gotten used to yet, and it didn't help that I couldn't speak any louder then a whisper. However I did catch the small hitch in his breath, causing me to frown a bit as I pulled away and looked at him, his face was flushed and his lips were slightly parted, his gaze was fixated on the ground and I could finally see just how still he was standing.

It was only when I pressed the back of my hand to his forehead that he finally looked back up at me with slightly widened eyes. "You're warm, maybe you're sick?" My throat slowly started to itch again and I had to resist the urge to scratch at the scar along my throat. It was quiet concerning though, Tomioka has been getting warm like this a lot recently, I've tried to ask others about it to but they would just give me a knowing smile and tell me everything's alright, but that didn't stop me from worrying. I'm pretty sure it started around the time I was at the butterfly estate since Shinobu was helping me with my throat and damaged vocal cords. "Maybe you should sit this one out, I don't want you getting hurt" The worry in my tone was clear, but Tomioka simply took my hand in his and leaned up to place a gentle kiss on my cheek before pulling away, "I'm fine [Y/n], now let's go look around."

Stubborn bastard.

I couldn't help but sigh and follow after him, not wanting him to get lost since he's only just arrived. So while it was still light out I showed him all the important places where the demon might be hiding or might target next, taking an occasional look around at all the Wisteria incense I put out to see how much longer we had left and finally talking with some of the residence here, which luckily didn't end to badly since Tomioka had to do most of the talking. Nevertheless we eventually came up with a plan, "So we're going to tail a drunk?" I asked, looking at Tomioka with a slightly disapproving glare, not really wanting to use a towns-person as bait and I could tell that Tomioka new what I was thinking when he rested his hand on my shoulder, looking up at me with those beautiful dark blue eyes that practically own me at this point. "I won't let them get hurt, I promise" Even though he sounded confident I still held my doubts, but with a heavy sigh I traced the back my fingers along his jawline, pulling him in for a sweet but gentle kiss, "You're lucky I love you cause if it were anyone else I'd probably strangle them for even suggesting this idea."

I could practically feel the way my heart fluttered at his sudden chuckle, the sound of it so foreign since he rarely ever shows emotions, and I couldn't help but pull him back for another quick kiss, before heading off to my station, "Stay safe." It was the only thing I could hope for as I stood at the back of the bar, I was thankful that there was only one due to it being a small town but that didn't make the situation any less dangerous. The incense finally wore off as the stars danced across the midnight sky, while I sat myself down on the roof, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious or even just someone leaving and so far everything seemed alright, until a shadow flickered from the corner of my eye.

In one swift movement I drew my blade and slashed it at the demon who managed to jump out of the way just in time, now standing from my seated position I narrowed my eyes at the ugly bastard, "So you're the one that's been eating all these people?" I asked calmly, trying to raise my voice a little higher so I could be heard, and I couldn't help but raise a brow in confusion from the way she suddenly swayed, a deep blush now coating her grayish complexion. "It's a pity your a Demon slayer, with a voice like that I'd love to have you in my bed" I couldn't help but feel slightly uncomfortable about her suggestive tone and lustful gaze, but something in the back of my mind nagged at me. So trying to brush it off I rushed at her, dodging any hit she sent my way while she managed to dodge my attacks as well, "Sorry lady but I already got a lover, and I don't plan on letting you live tonight." Her smirk only seemed to grow at my words, as I closed in on her, hoping she wouldn't notice the way I was backing her into a corner, "Then they must be real slut for you hm? Wanting nothing more than to get off to deep voice of yours-"

Blood splattered onto my cheek and clothes as I cut off her head, "Demon or not, no one talks about my lover that way" I sneered slowly feeling my anger subside as I watched her burn away. Though I couldn't deny the fact that her words got me thinking, and eventually led me to connecting the dots about Tomioka's recent actions. So when the male appeared beside me with worried eyes I couldn't help but smile and nod my head before sheathing my blade, I also convinced him to stay the night with me since we've been away from one another for so long, and maybe for the fact that I wanted to figure something out.

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I didn't bother to dry my hair as I walked into our shared room, spotting Tomioka sitting on his futon with a book in hand, gently flipping through the pages as I made my way over to him, "[Y/n]?" Ignoring the call of my name I happily moved myself between his legs while pushing him onto his back so that I could rest my head on his abdomen. "It's been so long.. Since we've last seen each other" I mumbled softly, wrapping my arm around his waist so that I could hold him closer against me, while my other hand slipped under his robe and gently traced small circles along his skin, smiling when I heard a sigh of content slip past his lips. However I couldn't help but trail my hand up higher as I lifted myself onto my knees, looking down into Tomioka's slightly widened eyes with a small smirk tugging at my lips.

"And it's been even longer.. Since I heard those pretty moans of yours" I could feel the way his body shivered under my fingertips and it only caused my smirk to grow as I attached my lips to the base of his neck, dragging my teeth and tongue along his pale skin, not wanting to leave a single place untouched while my hands opened up his robe. Gently tracing my fingers along his toned abdomen and pushing my thumbs against his hardened nipples, as I bit into his shoulder, drinking in the way he moaned my name with a choked gasp. "[Y-Y/n].." The way my name rolled off his tongue nearly caused me to growl as I captured his lips with my own, dragging my tongue along his lower lip before I took it between my teeth, giving it a soft tug. While my hands traveled down to his pants, slowly pressing my fingers under the band as I pushed my tongue past his parted lips, slowly losing myself to the taste of him as he pressed his hips against my own.

"Now now baby, there's no need to rush" I whispered against his lips as I slipped off his pants, noticing the fact he wasn't wearing any undergarments and the way his cock slowly started to leak pre-cum. "Already? I barley even touched you" The teasing tone of my voice forced a whimper past his throat as I wrapped my fingers around his cock, pressing my thumb against the slit and smearing his pre-cum around it before licking it off my fingers. "[Y-Y/n] please" I couldn't help but drag my tongue along my upper lip before leaning down to kiss along his jawline, threading my fingers through his soft black hair. Tightening my grip I yanked his head back, "Ah-!" His sudden moan caused my heart to thump and my core to tighten, reminding me of the uncomfortable erection in my pants while starring into those beautiful dark blue eyes of his.

"Now be a good boy and suck" I growled, pressing my fingers to his slightly parted lips as he wrapped his hands around my wrist and wrapped his tongue around my middle finger, skillfully coating my fingers in his saliva and I couldn't help but press the pad of my finger against the back of his tongue, hearing him gag a bit as he stuck out his tongue and looked up at me with a hazy gaze. "Absolutely stunning" I breathed out, instantly moving my hand so I could capture his lips with my own, feeling our noses slightly bump against each others as I took his lower lip between my teeth and trailed my hand down to his entrance, carefully circling my finger around the rim. "Are you ready?" I asked, looking into his eyes for a brief moment, waiting for his consent, "Yes- Please hurry.." He whimpered out as I nodded, slowly pushing my finger in so I wouldn't hurt him.

His soft moans and gasps caused a slow heat to rise to my face as I pushed in another finger, moving them in a scissoring motion to make sure he's stretched out enough to ensure I wouldn't hurt him, "Hah! F-Fuck, [Y/n] pl-please just fuck me!" I couldn't deny his pleading tone and immediately went to pull off my clothes, throwing them off into some other part of the room as Tomioka wrapped his legs around my hips, causing my cock to rub against his entrance. A low whimper slipped past his lips while I hooked one hand behind his knee, pushing his leg towards his chest as I positioned myself at his entrance, looking into his eyes for a brief moment before slowly pushing it. "Ngh- Hah!" The sound of his moans and the way his walls quickly tightened around me caused a low gutteral goan to rip past my throat, and I couldn't help but bring my hand up to wrap around his throat, as I've done many times before, watching as his pale skin turned a deeper shade of red as he wrapped his hands around my wrist.

"Damn, such a slut for me aren't you?" I smirked, fully pushing myself into him as I dug my fingers into the sides of his neck, making sure not to press against his throat as I began to rock my hips, searching for that one spot that always had him trembling beneath me, "Hah- Ah, [Y/n]!" Ah, there it is. Loosening my grip on his neck I pounded into him, aiming for his prostate as his moans and whimpers echoed throughout the room, my name rolling off his tongue like a prayer, causing my core tighten from the sound and the addicting way his walls tightened around me with each thrust. "Fuck.. You feel so good baby" I practically growled out the words through panted breaths, leaning down to press sloppy open mouth kisses along his shoulder as he desperately tightened his grip on my hips, "I'm, I'm going to-" His body began to tremble under me as he looked up at me with hazy eyes and a silent plead. "Go ahead baby, cum for me" Digging his nails into my wrist he came on his lower stomach as I quickly came after him, heavy pants slipping past both our parted lips as I pressed a gentle kiss against the newly formed bruise on his neck before reaching for the towel I was supposed to use to dry my hair an hour ago.

"Giyuu, are you okay?" I asked while cleaning us both off, noticing the way he was practically half-asleep already. "Yeah, just a bit sore.. But it was worth it" Not wanting to embarrass him I merely nodded my head, pretending I didn't hear that last bit as I laid down beside him, pulling the cover over our bare bodies. However I couldn't help but smile as he snuggled against my chest while I gently traced small circles on his hip.

"I love you.."

"I love you too Giyuu."

#x male reader #giyuu tomioka x male reader #giyuu tomioka x seme male reader #giyuu tomioka x top male reader #giyuu tomioka x dom male reader #x seme male reader #x dom male reader #x top male reader #demon slayer #demon slayer giyuu

[ftstorm]

My take on 5x10

Welp, that was a big one!

You know, before going into this episode I reminded myself this was the first episode of a new era, the first episode completely made by the new team.

So with that in mind my expectations were "Okay, let's see what they've got."

And oh boy did they surprise me.

DISCLAIMER: this text post is long af, not kidding.

1. THE INTRO SCENE.

You guys have no idea how glad I am that we got Mac doing a usual MacGyvering in his house. It's been ages since they implemented this format of showing his dynamics outside Phoenix and around his house.

I wasn't worried about the proposal thing at all. Guys, you have to accept that MacRiley was always going to happen after that 4x04 episode.

There was also the fact that this was the intro scene (usually the most important plot issues happen in the outro scene), Bozer's weird reaction and the melancholic audio cue.

If that proposal was happening, they would've made it more uplifting.

(I gotta say that watching Monica Marcer and the official MacGyver account making damage control in Twitter 3mins into the episode was a funny experience)

So my initial questions about Mac wanting to propose were: "what are his motivations?" and "how is this not going to work out by the end of the episode?"

The second question we got the answer later on. The first question remains unanswered. If we take on Mac's words, he says:

Mac: Unexpected, I know, I know. But that's why I like about it. You know ever since I lost my dad and Jack I've been thinking about the bigger picture. A commitment to make things work it's exactly what Desi and I need. A grand romantic gesture. *cue melancholic music*

Here we're presented with a bunch of things worth analysing, in my opinion.

He's trying to see the "bigger picture" which, for me, it means he's trying to tackle down different issues from his life with one specific, efficient action [the proposal]. Those issues being:

> his current romantic relationship: make is aware they have an inconsistent relationship > his performance at work: he needs balance between his personal affairs and his work, which is based on saving the world in a daily basis and for that he needs to be focused. > dealing with his past losses: to my understanding, saying "ever isn I lost my dad and Jac I've been thinking about the bigger picture" means that he doesn't want hopelessness to take over him, he wants to keep on moving and being proactive about his life.

So... you have to understand that in some sort of way, this proposal thing is a signal that Mac is healing. In some sort of way, if you were in Mac's shoes you would see that it was a positive thing for him. A step forward.

The thing is, we [the audience] have an extended understanding of the situation and we know that an engagement would be an incredibly rushed decision.

As well as it is that Mac's trying to move forward, he obviously hasn't been able to pinpoint the true issue behind his relationship with Desi. He isn't wrong about them lacking in the commitment department, but forcing the relationship to scalate isn't the right move. He should be asking himself: "Why are we avoiding commitment?"

And that's when he'd find out that they have very deep and important trust and communication issues.

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2. Moving on. MURDOC.

Russ: I can process it more efficiently by having it all spread out ahead me, you know. I reckon see the bigger picture at once.

This is when I realized that the episode was centered on this whole "bigger picture" idea. Russ struggles to see the full picture until the very end and Mac finds out that he hasn't been seeing the full picture of his life at all by the end of the episode.

Fast forward, the team's in Mexico, Riley knows about the ring already and she has already had the talk with Bozer in which she refers to her feelings for Mac in a past tense.

Then Murdoc appears.

And as if the episode wasn't already a rollercoaster after Mac's reveal, now Murdoc shows up to put everything upside down.

First I gotta say, man Dastmalchian is SUCH A GOOD MURDOC. Excellent actor. The way he delivers his lines, his facial expressions, all of it make an original and very entertaining Murdoc.

He always gives me such a Andrew Scott's Moriarty vibes and I love it.

Secondly, his dynamic with Andrews: *cheff kiss*

I loved how Andrews was so over Murdoc's theatrics, to the point his facial expression screamed "Why did I even reclute this guy" LOL.

Back to the story.

This is something I was hoping it wouldn't happen but at the same time I don't see another way it could've happened which is the explanation behind Murdoc's escape and how Phoenix didn't know about it.

Because what they told us is that the FBI didn't let them in on Murdoc's escape, right? Does that imply that the FBI has a corrupt agent in charge? Does it imply that the order of not letting Phoenix in came from above? Maybe someone with higher clearence than Matty? A politician? Governement conspiracy?

It smells like plot hole, tbh. I feel like the Murdoc's escape is a classic "it is what it is". We'll see if they come back to this in later episodes.

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3. BIG SECRET REVEAL 1.

By now we're at the point of the rollercoaster where you're going up and up and up. Your tension building more and more as you're getting close to the drop.

Bozer and Riley's audio was the drop.

You know, during this scene I jumped from my seat, closed my eyes, cringed, squealed, my heart accelarated, forgot how to breathe...

As a person who is a little bit bipolar when it comes to romance (I can be very shy about it or very outspoken about it) that scene made me SO UNCOMFORTABLE.

Imagine having your feelings exposed not only to the person you have feelings for but also his girlfriend who happens to be your friend, your boss and the criminal that's threatening to kill hundreds of people.

I was like: "Not like this!!"

And Mac's reaction didn't help because of the lack of it. I don't know what I expected but his slightly monotone reaction broke my heart.

Thankfully, I've recovered since then and I don't mind that it happened that way.

Still, imagine how suffocating it must've been for Riley. That idea was what made me so uncomfortable and I think that's what they were going for. They wanted to make it as straightforward and awkward as possible.

But it doesn't end there. It's followed by Mac revealing the ring to Desi (and Riley). Mac's in "fuck it" mood and Desi kinda panics.

Little side note here, using GUM and a DIAMOND to break a bullet proof glass... BIG YES. That's an intrinsic MacGyverism.

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4. BIG SECRET REVEAL 2.

Then we get a breather from this drama by introducing another drama, Leanna's death.

Bozer's reaction to the news was heartbreaking for my already heartbroken heart.

I have my suspicions as to why they decided to kill her... The other episode completely made by the new team was the Quarantine one (5x06). During that episode Mac and Bozer bond over Bozer's pain. After learning about Bozer's mom, Mac chooses to share a piece of his own pain with him.

So, hear me out, I think they writers are planning to help Mac process his own grief THROUGH Bozer's grief. Keep in mind that we still have a Bozer centered episode coming up.

This is just a theory. I may be wrong, but I think it may be right too.

Back to the episode.

Once again we see a three dimensional Russ. He does something accordingly to his own judgement thinking it's the right decision [hiding Leanna's death], he realizes he screwed up, he gives Bozer a very heartfelt apology about it.

Henry's acting talent shone with this narrative. Actually, most of the actors had the chance to shine THANKS to the NARRATIVE. Murdoc, Andrews, Desi, Mac, Russ and Bozer... they all had their highlight moments (I'll talk about Riley later).

Parenthesis here... THE NARRATIVE HAS RETURNED THEIR SOULS TO OUR DEAR CHARACTERS!

WOW, they aren't brooding, angry, sad or whiny ALL THE EFFIN TIME. ABOUT TIME!

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5. LAST ACT.

For the third or fouth time in this episode my heart broke again when Mac was friendly towards Riley, after she explained herself. It really felt like he was friendzoning her.

But here's something to point out. Riley visibly relaxed when he reacted that way. What does that tell us?

> She had been so tense up until that point. Imo, she's on the defensive now. You can even see it in her wardrobe, make up and hairstyle choices. They're very contrasting to Riley's most vulnerable moments in this show (like when Audrey broke up with her).

Riley has had a year to sort out her feelings. We see in this episode that she spoke about them in a past tense. Whether she achieved it or not is unknown. We just know that she has at least tried to move on.

> She was mostly afraid of ruining her close relationship with Mac (who's her only family, along with Bozer) and her friendship (?) with Desi. We've seen it over and over again: Riley DID NOT WANT to get in the middle of them.

Keep that in mind as we go in the last scene.

It took me a while to figure out a possible thread of thought inside Mac's mind. Why did he look at the ring and decided to go to Riley's house? It really didn't make sense to me.

One moment he was thinking about his proposal and somehow that lead to him having the necessity to know if Riley still had feelings for him? Why??

My theory is that he went to her apartment for permission.

His question was a way of asking Riley for permission to propose to Desi. It was a way of reassuring himself that proposing was still the right decision.

In a way, he could also be fishing for an excuse to not do it [the proposal].

Because now he has doubts. He's confused, unsure.

Mac asks:

Mac: Hiding your emotions and letting it pass. Did it go away?

What could her answer have been? Here I wanna go back again to Riley being emotionally defensive, added her strong desire of not wanting to be in the middle of Mac and Desi's relationship.

I think she would've said "Yes, it worked."

Because it also lines up with my idea that the love triangle has changed from "Riley's a better match for Mac" to "Mac needs to win Riley's heart".

Riley's done her job. She worked out her feelings. Now it's time for Mac to sort out his humongously messed up internal self and reignite her spark. That's what I think.

Also, if anyone has any idea on how the song that played in that scene relates with the moment please share it with me because I don't really understand the song choice lol.

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6. ADDITIONAL COMMENTS

Desi. I'm not sure what's going on in her mind. She seemed stressed out by the ring, very serious about Riley, lenient with Mac... I'm really not sure.

My guess would be that she doesn't want that type of commitment but she wants to be with Mac yet she can't ignore Riley so does that mean she has to end it with Mac? That's the thought process she may have had? Idk...

I'm glad they let her be mature about it, with no overreactions, no whining, no blaming, nothing of that style that we're used to see in her.

I'm also glad about that moment when she defeats Murdoc and Andrews. THAT'S HOW YOU WRITE A TOUGH DESI. It was filmed with such a gracefulness and elegance. I liked it.

From a MacDesi point of view, she's probably being open minded and giving him space and waiting for him to come back to her... but somehow I got the vibe that she's actually... running away?

Lastly but no less important.

THE HISPANIC REPRESANTION OMG. RUSS SPEAKING SPANISH AND THAT CUMBIA MUSIC FILLED MY HEART WITH SO MUCH PRIDE!!! :')

#MacGyver #review #long post #finally finished it #macgyver meta #my meta

[lady-of-disdain]

If you're so bothered by a cartoon ship (which... no words) still don't understand why you take it out on shippers, not like you could do much about the studio anyway, they don't care, as they should, but then being on our ass is entirely pointless... maybe that's the problem at the same time, maybe to some extent you do realise no one cares so you've decided persecuting a bunch of fan creators and consumers would be the next best thing. That said I feel it's imperative to point out, we're not Sunrise, we're not the ones with the power to shape this story, so you bullying us is frankly just devoid of any meaning other than raw intent for violence. At the very least admit that and drop the pretences, it's the only thing you've done after all, one would have to be blind not to see it.

If you're afraid a puny ship might be canon, and whatever you've twisted it to mean for you, take it up with the studio, alternatively with god since you're so into fictive characters over real life. Come to think of it didn't you guys have a friend that has a friend working at the studio? How come you're still so insecure? Why don't you tell the friend of the friend to influence the plot? Why hasn't this friend of a friend provided any other inside scoops to make themselves credible? Questions, questions.

Either way, hurting shippers will achieve nothing, we were gonna ship no matter the canon status of the ship, and I pity you people who think that shipping something has to be done because you want something canon, as opposed to just... for fun... but maybe that comes naturally with being pathetic, anyway, the possibility of it becoming canon now has nothing to do with us. Even less so as Westerners, if audience even has any sort of influence in all this, it would be the Japanese one way before it would be any Western one. Appreciate you giving us so much importance, but we don't need it, and we're just not really as important as you attribute, we'd just love it if you stopped hurting people over cartoons. You made something gruesome out of a fairy tale, that's on you, that's your problem, and we'd all be better off if you found a way to deal with that didn't rely on abusing others.

Honey, are you lost? I think there was maybe a different blog this rant was supposed to be sent to but I got it by mistake. Because I have no worldly idea what you are talking about in about half of this ask.

The first thing that confuses me: that I’m apparently “taking it out on shippers”, “ persecuting”, and “bullying” them? Please show me your receipts. I’ve literally never directly initiated contact with a sessrin blog. Hell, the one time I considered answering a post made by a pro blog, it was going to be in direct response to a question they posed in the anti tag, directed towards antis, and it turns out I couldn’t even answer the post because the user had most of the anti community blocked. (Silly, I know, but this is what we’ve been dealing with so what can I say.) Any time I want to respond to a sessrin argument that wasn’t directed to me anyways, I would usually screenshot it and blackout the names.

I can count on one hand the times I’ve even posted in the same thread as pro sessrin blogs, and in those cases, I either A) didn’t directly call out the other blog/blogs that were posting in the same thread as me, or @ them, or B) was only even interacting in said post because pro shippers were piling on and harassing people in the thread, and I was simply pointing out that there were shippers in said thread acting fools. The only time I ever even pointed out a particular blog I did it via screenshot and did it to keep a record of a blog that was admitting to flagging our posts as spam. 

If you would like to see proof of my interactions, all you have to do is check the #receipts tags on my blog, you’ll find all of my interactions conveniently tagged. (Oh and don’t worry, I’ll get back to that receipts tag shorty.)

The second thing you said that confuses me, that I have a “friend that has a friend working at the studio”? What (and I can’t stress this enough) the FUCK, are you talking about? 

I.....have never made this claim? Where have I ever said this, where have I ever reblogged this? I’ve never even read this? I need some clarification here, because either you are from an alternate timeline where I’m living a much cooler life, or like I said, you have the wrong blog.

~

Anyways, regardless of the fact that I’m pretty sure you sent this to the wrong person, I guess I can render a response to the base question you seem to be asking here: Why argue with shippers?

Really, at the end of the day, I’m not arguing with your average shipper. Hell, there are a few blogs I even follow and interact with that have said they like sessrin content, but they understand this is not an appropriate thing for a kid's show. And I can respect that because I’ve been in the problematic ship boat in other fandoms. (Here’s a hint, in one of the fandoms that I followed content for a problematic ship in, a content creator was given cookies with sewing needles baked into them, yikes right?!)

The main message of mine and many other blogs I follow is that this ship isn’t appropriate for children’s media, and what happens is a lot of salty people come out of the woodwork who feel the need to argue and say there is nothing wrong with it, which causes us to have to list the reasons why there is indeed something wrong with it (thus why it shouldn't be in said children’s media), then what happens is people like you come at us and act like all we’ve been doing is bullying shippers, and “why don’t you just let us ship in peace!?!?!?!!!??”

In fact, I shouldn’t even be surprised that I got this ask eventually, because as I’ve pointed out in the past, the shipper argument seems to be a cyclical one.

A blogger will make a statement something along the lines that they really don’t care if people ship sessrin, but the shippers really shouldn’t be making a lot of noise to the studio that they want to see this ship in the show because kids watch it, and it’s not a great message to send to kids.

A shipper will then message the blog (usually anonymously if possible) something along the lines of you’re wrong about the ship sending a bad message to kids because of xyz, or it’s a totally normal and healthy relationship, and you’re wrong, or Yashahime isn’t for kids, etc.

The Blogger will then respond with actual evidence, a well-worded response, or even just fucking common sense (like come on, some of the mental gymnastics I’ve seen people employ to try to validate this fucking ship to us is hilarious).

The blogger will then get another message something along the lines of  “why don’t you just let us ship in peace!?!?!?!!!??”

The blogger responds with JESUS CHRIST I SAID FROM THE VERY START THAT I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SHIP I JUST DON’T WANT TO SEE IT IN A GODDAMN KIDS CARTOON”

At which point the whole process is rinsed and repeated. Congratulations you’ve just witnessed a new grey hair grow out of my fucking scalp.

However, there is a new facet to this shit gem that I’ve noticed during this whole annoying cycle, and that is the fact that a lot of pro shippers are making claims that they are being harassed by anti blogs, but I’m not seeing a lot of proof of this. And make no mistake, if I see an established anti blog being terrible, or making a false claim, I have no problem calling them out, or correcting false information. Please, feel free to screenshot proof and post it in the anti tag, and see how many other blogs won't put up with this either.

And to be clear, I don’t really count anonymous asks as harassment, because people can be sending that shit to themselves. Just like I don’t mind asks I get like this one because I naively respond to them in the hopes that maybe someone will actually understand what the argument has been about this whole time. And if I didn’t like it, turning off anon magically gets rid of it, so *shrug*.

No, I’m talking about actual, out in the open harassment, or shitty behavior. 

Like oh say, Patreon art being reposted in a discord server, then when a good samaritan reports the art theft they are harassed by their fellow discord members. 

Or maybe the ongoing flagging and harassment campaigns that are going on over almost all online social media platforms. 

Or how about the time some people tried to start a Twitter smear campaign against a voice actor who has some opinions about their ship they don’t like.

Yeah, remember how I said I’ve got a receipts tag. I see ya’ll.

#anti sessrin #anti rinsess #antisessrin #anon #yay I've finally reached the rinse and repeat stage of my blog #next ask from a shipper will be an excuse or validation of sessrin guaranteed

[stoopsbookstore]

The Fan (Chapter 5)

Warnings - Nothing

"Alright, this is my nephew, Hongjoong and my sister, Haeun."

Jieun introduced the shy boy, waving at the girls who were disinterested. The guards were moving the girls' belongings in the house, Hongjoong's mom pointing to the guest rooms they were staying in.

"Unfortunately, there is only 2 guest rooms, so one of you girls can choose," Jieun paused, the girls looking at each other, "sleep in the living room or Hongie was nice enough to sleep on a fold-up bed and offer his bed. You can tal-"

Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!

Sanghee, Chinsun and Yunhee chose paper with Y/N and Aya choosing rock.

Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!

A tie.

Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!

"Sorry, Y/N," Aya won with rock, Y/N scrunching her face together, Hongjoong pointing to her suitcase.

"I can take that if you'd like."

Y/N stayed mute, almost purposely hitting Hongjoong's shoulder as she walked into the house. Jieun patted his nephew on his shoulder, the boy looking somewhat defeated.

"They've been through a lot in such a small amount of time, just try to make them feel welcomed, okay?"

"Okay."

Hongjoong walked in the house, shutting the door and seeing his mom talk to the girls. Aya was half asleep, Chinsun was on her phone, Sanghee and Yunhee were the only two looking like they were paying attention, Y/N had been staring at the floor, playing with a loose thread of the couch.

"We have food, but if you don't find anything you'd like, Hongjoong will run to the stor-"

"Do you have any gummies?" Yunhee asked the woman, her eyes like a lost puppy dog's.

"No, but like I said, Hongjoong can run to the store, is there anything else you girls would like? How about you girls write it down?"

The girls took the piece of paper from Haeun, writing down their favorite treats and snacks. Hongjoong sat on the coffee table, laughing and making small talk with the girls, his eyes fluttering to check on Y/N every few sentences.

"Are you okay, Y/N?"

Y/N gave a thumbs up to Hongjoong, his face sympathetic to the quiet girl. Hongjoong took the list from a sleepy Aya, looking over the list.

"For idols, you guys sure eat a lot of junk."

"Well, when you dance more than 15 hours a day, you get to eat crap," Aya shakily stood up, Chinsun helping her as they went to their room.

"Hey Y/N, do you need anything?" Yunhee and Sanghee went to the backyard, leaving Hongjoong and Y/N alone.

"I'm fine, not really hungry."

Hongjoong moves from the table to the spot next to Y/N, "are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Do you want to come along? I mean with the hair color change, I don't think anyone would notice you."

Hongjoong made a good point, they had new haircolor and hair styles, no one would recognize them and Y/N would get a chance to walk around for a little bit.

"Sure, why not?"

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Y/N and Hongjoong arrived at the convenience store, just a short 5 minute walk from the house. Grabbing a basket, Hongjoong started looking for the list of the girls' request and Y/N pulling down her mask.

"What are SeoNaJung gummies?"

"That would be Yunhee's favorite gummies, she eats at least 3 bags a day," Y/N scanned the candy isle, "I'm looking for those right now. She prefers the green tea or rose flavored."

Y/N grabbed the candy the pair was just talking about, throwing it in the basket, "but she can deal with lavender and cream."

"This is the most talkative I've seen you since you guys got to the house," Hongjoong pointed out as they continued shopping, typing something on his phone and grabbing the veggie sticks for Sanghee.

"I mean, if you had a potential stalker who may be one of your group member's fansite sending you flowers with razor blades in them or trying to temper with the stage," Y/N put some of her favorite sparkling berry waters in the basket, "you'd be quiet too."

"I didn't think about it like that. I know that guy in the photo that Milton creep put up," Hongjoong confessed, "He's my friend, Yunho. I can promise you it wasn't him."

"How do you know?" Y/N fixed her mask and put the full basket on top of the counter, the cashier ringing out the items.

"Because our third friend was taking a shit and we were being told off by a security guard. I promise he was just taking photos of the backstage door because 'erhmagawd it's Blooooom.'"

Hongjoong swiped the card before Y/N grabbed two of the bags. Hongjoong took the other three and the receipt, following Y/N back to his house.

"What? You don't like us?" Y/N teased.

"I'm more of a rock type of guy. If you could introduce me to Day6 or Dreamcatcher, then I'd fanboy."

Y/N faked a gasp, the bags rustling as she put her hand to her heart, "I'm not sure if I should be offended or become your best friend because honestly, same, Siyeon is beautiful."

Hongjoong and Y/N laughed at the other, the sky fading into night as the streetlights turned on.

"We should probably get going. Can't be out too late with an idol."

Getting back to the house, the duo unpacked the bags, all of the girls meeting in the kitchen to grab theit treats.

"Lave-"

"It was Lavender and Cream or Orange Creamsicle," Y/N put her hand up, Yunhee opening the package, pouting her lips at the flavor choice.

Haeun entered the room, taking the card back from Hongjoong and taking one of the mini sushi trays, "Y/N, I have sheets and blankets for you whenever you're ready to go to bed."

"Oh, okay, thank you Ms. Haeun," Y/N went to the bedroom, opening the door to a normal bedroom.

Hongjoong's bed had been cleared off, his bedding moved to one of those fold-out beds one would see at a hotel. Y/N took one of the blankets unfolding it, feeling the warmth from it, letting a sigh out as she wrapped herself in it.

"Having fun? Should I leave?"

Y/N turned around to see Hongjoong, one eyebrow raised as he let out a stifled chuckle at Y/N plopping on the bed, looking like an angry kitten wrapped up in a towel.

"Do you nees to change or anything?" Hongjoong offered to step outside the room to give Y/N some privacy.

"I can just change in the bathroom," Y/N unwrapped herself, grabbing one of her bags of clothes, "but thank you, Hongjoong."

"Anytime. Seeing as we're roommates for the time being, I wanted to make you feel as comfortable as possible."

While Y/N left the room to change, Hongjoong pulled out his phone, a text from Yeosang with a screenshot of a tweet from Milton, along with a photo from his Instagram.

Oh, sweet Y/N. I don't know who this fella is, but I already can tell he's trouble.

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