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[thewulf]

That's a Kill Part 3 || Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Summary: Y/N Kazansky. The Admiral's daughter. You always had to prove yourself to the boys. The good old boys. You never thought much of any of them, knowing you were better than them. That was until you were called back to Top Gun. You meet Lieutenant Jake "Hangman" Seresin who drives you nuts, the first day. You start to fall for the man in front of you as he does the same. Jake meets the family!

A/N: Final part (I think)! I legit had so much fun writing this mini-series. It definitely helped as a writer! Please send in any requests! Hope you enjoy! Also - pretending Ice is completely okay - no cancer

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Y/N, Iceman x Daughter!Reader

Word Count: 5,200+

“Dad, please promise me you’ll be nice.” You stifled a groan as you talked to your dad over the phone.

Long story short. Mav caught you and Jake in a compromising position in the men’s locker room at Top Gun. Jake was called in to consult on a mission. You were both rather excited you’d be working together again, even if it was just for a week.

The two of you had been dating for the last six months. You finally gained the courage to tell your parents after Mav caught you. Mav found you with Jake on top of you getting ready to rip your flight suit off, you begged Mav not to tell Iceman. It was something you had to tell your dad, you and only you.

“I can’t promise anything Y/N.” Dad sounded not so thrilled.

You finally told your dad and family about Jake after Mav gave you an ultimatum. Either you needed to tell Ice within the next few weeks, or he would. You weren’t too surprised when you saw the look of horror cross your dads face when you told him. Tom knew it was a matter of time before you got involved with somebody, but it seemed to come out of left field. There was no warning, you just dropped the bomb on him.

If you thought dad was protective before… he kicked it up a notch after telling him about Lieutenant Jake Seresin. He reviewed all of Jake’s papers, scavenging through them to make sure there was nothing in his file. He asked you about a million questions in regard to him only stopping after you snapped at him. He was concerned, worried that his baby girl could get hurt.

“Dad!” This time you let the groan out, “Please promise me you will try. I really like him.” You admitted, not being the best at coming clean with your feelings. Especially when coming clean meant to your own father.

“Oh,” He paused, “You really like him? That changes things.” He spoke with a dry sarcasm dripping from his voice.

“Please.” You begged, sounding almost desperate.

You could hear him doing something in the background, stopping when you spoke last, “You really like him hmm?” He asked curiously. You seemingly finally broke through to him.

“Yes dad. I really like him. I even love…”

“Nope, stop right there. You can’t say that before I meet the damn kid.” He grumbled as he realized how serious you were about Jake. He didn’t know just how happy had made you over the last six months. Each and every time you saw him you swear you fell more and more in love with him.

“Dad! You can’t go into dinner with that attitude.”

“I’ll go into it however I want.”

You let a sigh out you had been holding in thinking you actually got somewhere with the man, “Dad, I’m 27 years old and this is my first legit boyfriend. Please, please I’m begging you, don’t run him out the door the second you meet him. You and mom were married and had already had Will at this point in your lives.”

He sensed the desperation in your voice and the point you were making, “Alright Y/N, I’ll be on my best behavior.” It was hard for him. His little girl was growing up. He knew you were right though. He had gotten married at 25 and had a kid by the time he was 27. You were here potentially just starting your life. He wanted to laugh knowing it was easier to let you go on that damn mission than it was to know you fell in love with someone.

“Thank you, dad.” You smiled as he finally agreed to your request, “He reminds me of you.”

“Now, wait a damn minute…”

“In a good way dad!” You interrupted him continuing before he could, “He’s one of the best aviators I’ve been around, he makes me better every time we’re in the air. You’d appreciate it, dad. He’s also so sweet to me but such an asshole in the field… reminds me of a certain guy I know.” You grinned realizing how much the two were like. Eerily similar.

Ice smiled hearing your rattle off your favorite qualities of your boyfriend, “He sounds fine.” Tom couldn’t admit it just yet, but you seemed happy with Jake. Genuinely happy. Ice noticed the way you gushed when you talked about him, it was the same way your mom swooned over him.

You laughed hearing your father try and accept it, “He is daddio. So nice. I think you’ll like him.”

“Don’t hold your breath.”

Shaking your head you continued, “As long as you try. That’s all I’m asking.”

“Then that’s what you’ll get.”

You suppressed the squeal you wanted to give him knowing it’d just irritate him, “Thank you dad!”

“Of course, sweetheart. Now, when can we expect you two?” He paced back and forth feeling slightly anxious at the prospect of you bringing a man into his home.

“Six still work? Jake gets off around four today.”

“That works.”

Doing a mini happy dance you replied to him, “Perfect. Can’t wait. See you tonight! Love you.”

“Love you too Y/N.”

Hanging up the phone you realized what you just gotten yourself into. You were bringing Jake Seresin to the admiral’s house. Your own fathers home. This was the final stamp of approval from the people you love in your life, your mom and dad. Mav was floored but thrilled when he caught you two. Phoenix couldn’t get enough of it. Although she never really believed you when you would tell her how loving Jake really was. Bradley was confused but happy for the pair. You just had to introduce him to your family now, no pressure or anything.

Walking through your apartment door you settled on the couch after a long day of flying. These Top Gun pilots were putting you through the ringer. You could never let your mask slip at work, you always had to be on at work. So, these moments where you could just sit and not think? Heaven.

You were pulled from your thoughts when the front door clicked open revealing your handsome boyfriend, “Hi.”

“Hello gorgeous girl.” He walked over to you throwing his head in your lap, legs sprawled out along the couch, “Rough day?” He asked as you absentmindedly played with his hair.

“Yeah, I have to deal with twenty Jake Seresin’s all day. Cocky arrogant aviator assholes.” You replied earning a hearty grin from Jake. You swore you’d never grow tired of those dimples. You couldn’t believe just how lucky you were to have him.

“They sound incredible.” He smiled even further if that was possible.

Rolling your eyes, you tried to lightly shove him off of you. He didn’t budge, “We’ve got to get ready for dinner.” You said as you tried to get him to move.

His smile dropped almost instantaneously, “With your dad?”

“And mom!”

Jake clicked his tongue attempting to play dumb with you, “Did I agree to that?”

Nodding you wrapped your arms around him, “You did, yesterday.” You bopped him on the nose earning a groan from the man.

“Are you sure?” He asked rolling his face into your thigh, hiding away.

“Mhmm.” You grinned down at him adoring how comfortable he was with you. You learned quickly that Jake was a physical touch kind of guy. If he wasn’t holding your hand, he had an arm around you should or on you back. It was an adjustment for you, but you’ve grown to love it, craving his touch, “Is that okay?”

“I guess.” He said softly while rolling back over to look up at you, “You’re so pretty.”

“And you’re changing the subject.” A light flush showed on your cheeks. Even after six months with him the simplest compliments still sent your heart into a frenzy.

He brushed his thumb over your cheek, “I like making you blush.” You could’ve melted right then and there with the look he was giving you. You knew how in love he was with you as his eyes gave him right away. He looked at you with the most admiration you’ve ever seen, like you were his world.

“You’re very good at it.” Giggling you too looked at him with the most admiration. You were officially a sucker for Jake Seresin.

It was scary at first, falling for him. He made it so easy for you. Truly, he was the perfect gentleman. You never opened your door, never pumped gas, always had a fresh set of flowers and were constantly showered in compliments. It was downright impossible not to fall for him as fast as you did. How could you not?

“I love you.” He said as he shifted off your lap but still sitting right next to you, “So much.” He took his hand, gently wrapping it around the back of your head pulling you closer to him. He wanted a kiss, and you’d happily oblige.

You really did live for these moments with him. These sweet romantic moments that happened in the comfort of your own homes. You and Jake technically still had separate places of residence, but he was at your apartment almost every day and night. He initially claimed it was closer to work (it was not) but you’d never say anything, you loved having him around.

“And I love you, so much.” You spoke after parting from the kiss. Resting your head on his forehead you continued, “You know who else will love you?”

He snuck in another quick kiss before replying, “Who?”

“My father.”

You felt the breath of air he let out, “I don’t know about that one sweetheart.” He sat back in his seat thinking all too hard.

“What’s got you worried?” You turned his head to look at you.

“Well for one you’re his daughter, his pride and joy. And two he is the Admiral of the Pacific Fleet.”

Nodding you snuggled into him this time, “He’s just dad.”

Jake chuckled, “He’s your dad darling.”

“Don’t worry, I already buttered him up.”

“Okay,” He kissed your forehead, “If you think it’s time to meet the parents then let’s do it.”

Grinning you threw yourself on top of him squeezing him into a hug, “Thank you Jake.” Whispering into his ear you felt a small shiver in response from him.

“Anything for you baby.” He squeezed you back, “I need to go shower again.”

You ignored him only holding him tighter not wanting to let go just yet. He continued, “If you don’t get up, you’re just coming with me.”

“Is that a promise?”

“Oh sweetheart, I’d never lie to you.” Smirking he lifted you effortlessly with him off the couch. You wrapped your legs around his torso. You felt him laughing as you kept your head tucked in his shoulder, “To the shower we go.”

You squeezed his hand lightly when you made it to the front door of your parents’ home, “You ready?” You asked him, wanting to make sure he was okay.

“As I’ll ever be.”

You rang the doorbell feeling weirdly calm knowing your mom would likely answer. She did. She always did.

“Y/N!” She wrapped you up in the biggest mom hug, “It’s so good to see you.”

“Hi mom.” You hugged her back with just as much vigor. You felt so blessed to have two loving parents that actually still loved each other.

She turned eyeing your boyfriend up and down sending you a nod of approval, “And you must be Jake.”

“Yes ma’am.” He nodded his head towards her, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Kazansky.”

“Oh, call me Sarah.” She patted his arm before opening the door for you two, “Dad is in his office, he’ll be out shortly. Make yourself at home Jake.” She smiled at him before heading back into the kitchen.

You grabbed his hand, “Not so bad.”

“Yet.” He chuckled softly, “Your mom is lovely darling.”

“I agree, let’s go see if she needs any help.” You pulled him into the kitchen watching your mom chop some vegetables up for the salad.

Jake spoke up before you could, “This is a beautiful home, Sarah.”

“Thank you, Jake,” She smiled as she continued chopping, “The Navy does have its benefits.”

“That it does indeed.” He concurred with her. You didn’t try and stop the smile seeing the two of them converse. It seemed so normal. So domestic, “Need any help?”

“Oh no Jake.” She turned to you, “Y/N, show him around. Dad will be out shortly.”

You nodded grabbing his hand again, “Follow me!”

The two of you ended up in your childhood bedroom. Your mom wouldn’t let dad change it at all so Jake was seeing your true childhood bedroom in all its glory, purple walls and all. He plopped down on your bed taking in the surroundings, “This is cute.” He smirked.

“Don’t even start Lieutenant.” You eyed him giving him a playful glare.

Throwing his hands up in mock defense he stood up and wrapped you in hug, “Sorry sweetheart.”

“Suck up.” You hugged him back, “C’mon, let’s go. You’ve got to meet my dad.”

Lazily smiling he nodded, “Your wish is my command darling.” He let you pull him back throughout the house only pausing at the kitchen entryway spotting your dad next to his wife. Gulping he took another small step forward standing just behind you.

“Hello sir.” He gave dad a curt nod unsure of what to do next.

You gave dad a look, one that told him to play nice.

“Hangman. How’d you get that call sign?” Your dad eyed him harshly, something he usually only reserved for when he was angry. You shot him a wide-eyed look trying to diffuse the tension your father unnecessarily added. Straight to the questions. You shouldn’t have expected anything less.

You had never seen Jake so nervous before, Ice was quite an intimidating man. You squeezed his arm urging him to respond, “Well sir I…” He stuttered eliciting another squeeze from you, “I suggested playing hangman as an icebreaker when the squadron first met… sir.”

Tom narrowed his gaze, “That’s it.”

Nodding quickly, Jake smiled softly, “That’s it.” You could feel a small amount of tension release from him. So far, not so bad you thought.

“So, dad.” You tried your best to change the conversation, “Anything coming down the line? Any secret missions?”

Your dad huffed, “None that I can tell you about.” He finally broke the stare down on Jake. His demeanor changed as he turned to you. His gaze softened as he returned to dad, not the admiral, “Come here, give your old man a hug.”

Walking over to him, you gave him a tight squeeze, “Be nice.” You whispered to him, only your mom hearing.

He pinched your arm lightly letting you know he got the message, “Good to see you kid.”

“Likewise.” You punched his shoulder before returning back to Jake. Noticing how tense he was you smiled brightly at him, settling yourself in front of him again.

“Jake,” Your mom chimed in sensing the slight tension in the room, “Y/N tells us you’re a pilot as well?”

“Yes ma’am.” His southern drawl comes through ever so slightly making you weak at the knees, “Strike Fighter Squadron 151, the Vigilantes. Although, I do miss being a part of the dagger squad.” He smiled down at you softly almost forgetting your parents were right there.

“I heard all about it.” Your mom laughed recalling the yelling match between you and Ice. He was obviously furious when you got back from the mission even going so far as to threaten to ground you, air wise. You almost let him get the better of you, but you forced him to understand your reasoning. He understood why you went back to help Mav, but he didn’t agree with it. Of course, he loved Maverick, but you were his daughter he’d always pick you over him.

“Jake saved our asses.” Reaching behind you, you found one of his hands. You ran your fingers up and down the back of it hoping it brought him comfort.

“Shouldn’t have been in the situation to begin with.” Ice grumbled taking a seat at the table.

Shaking your head you replied, “We’ve already gotten into this dad. No need to bring it up again.” Sitting down across from him you sent him a look of irritation.

Your dad shot you a small smile knowing how badly you wanted this to go well. You motioned for Jake to come join you at the table.

Ice turned his attention to your boyfriend, “Hangman. What are your intentions with my daughter?”

“Dad!” You placed your hand on Jake’s thigh knowing it’d help, even just a bit.

He shrugged, “It’s a question Y/N.”

Jake leaned forward looking confident once again, “Sir, would you like the honest truth or the one I’m supposed to tell you?”

Your dad eyed him curiously, “The truth.” Mom made her way over sitting down next to her husband.

Jake smiled at her before turning back to Ice, “I intend to marry your daughter, sir.”

Your head snapped in Jake’s direction giving him a bewildered look. You hadn’t spoken about marriage with him. That topic was so far off your mind it didn’t even seem conceivable, yet. Your mom looked over the moon for just having met him. Ice nodded his head slowly observing Jake not expecting that answer.

Jake smiled down at you fondly seeing your shocked expression. He wrapped an arm around your shoulder pulling you into him, “Sir. I know you don’t want to hear this. But I’m so in love with your daughter. I would do anything for her. She’s made me the happiest I’ve ever been in my life. And my momma always told me you never let a good thing go. Y/N here… she’s the best thing. The best thing that’s ever happened to me. I have every intention on settling down, marrying, and starting a family with your daughter. If she’s okay with that.” Thankful that Jake was holding onto you, you looked up at him seeing that he was nodding at you. Confirming what he said. He had every intention of making you his wife.

You were convinced your heart might just beat right out of your chest. You were wholly not prepared for Jake to lay it down like that. To put his intentions out there in front of your mom and dad.  Sure, the two of you talked about the future but for Jake to put it all out there like that? With such certainty? So much was going through your head you hardly heard you dad start speaking again.

Ice leaned back in his chair, your mom watching him expectantly, “Well Lieutenant. You seem to have the right intentions. I just need you to show me now.”

“Absolutely sir.” Jake beamed as he grew in confidence gaining a little respect from the Naval Admiral. Jake looked up to your father. Admitting what he just had to him was no easy task, but he needed to. Jake needed Ice to know just how much he adored you

You still hadn’t managed to find the right words to continue the conversation with the three of them. He wanted to marry you? He wanted to make you his wife? He wanted to have kids with you? You can’t imagine what you’ve done so right in your life to deserve the love you got from Jake, but you were so beyond thankful you had it.

“Isn’t that right Y/N?” Your mom asked.

“Oh sorry, what was that mom?”

She grinned seeing the realization of what Jake had said to your father come across your face, “I was just saying you seem happy.”

“I’m happy.” You broke eye contact with mom opting to look back up at Jake, “Very happy.”

“Let’s eat.” Your dad interrupted the moment, clearly uncomfortable with all of the emotions flying around.

Throughout dinner you saw that both your father and Jake seemed to relax a bit as casual conversation flowed, rather easily. The steak your mom made being a hot topic of discussion. Your fathers looks softened substantially throughout the meal. He even cracked a few jokes with Jake, joking with him about his call sign. Your dad definitely assumed the worst when he heard it.

After another bottle of wine split between the group the laughter started. A permanent rose shade graced your cheeks after your third bottle. Before you knew it the two couples had sat there talking, eating, and drinking for two hours. You thought the dinner would go okay. But this was more than you could have wished for. Your dad had warmed up to him quicker than anyone you had seen before.

“Jake.” Your dad smiled over to him. You grinned watching the interaction between them beyond thrilled dad had used his first name.

“Yeah?”

He leaned forward after setting his napkin on the plate, “Nightcap in my office?”

Jake nodded, “Absolutely.”

You were smiling so hard your cheeks started burning. You gave his thigh a squeeze before he stood up, following your dad away from the kitchen. He shot you a wink before he left fully.

You and your mom cleaned up before settling in the living room, “You didn’t tell me it was this serious Y/N.” The smile on her face was something to see. You could tell how excited she was. She had wanted you to get out there and live a life outside of the Navy, which included dating. It was never a priority for you and your mom knew that. But after hearing what Jake had to say and seeing how he dotingly looked down at you she knew Jake was special.

You turned to her grinning from ear to ear, “He’s never said that before. I don’t think I realized how serious it was.” You admitted to her.

“He’s in love with you Y/N. Very much in love with you. Anybody can see it, even your father. I didn’t tell you this, but he approves so far. Jake’s little speech made quite the impression.”

Eyes wide you continued looking at her, “Really?”

She nodded her head, “Dad just wants the best for you sweetie. For you to be happy. You glow when you’re around him. He seems to be what’s best for you.”

You scooted closer to her on the couch laying your head on her shoulder, “I love him so much mom. He’s so good to me. He treats me better than anybody has. I just… I love him.”

She smiled softly brushing a strand of hair out of your face, “I’m so happy for you. It’s quite the feeling, isn’t it?”

“It’s the best feeling in the world.” You agreed with her.

The two of you continued to chat for the next thirty minutes or so before Jake and dad returned from his office. The two of them had smiles on their faces as they joined you and mom in the living room. You couldn’t describe the feeling seeing your dad smile at your boyfriend like that, like he was already part of the family.

“Ready to go home sweetheart?” Jake asked still standing, “Early morning at Top Gun.”

You nodded kissing your mom on the cheek. You gave your dad a big hug whispering, “Thank you dad.” In his ear before releasing him from your grip.

“Anytime. I’ll call you tomorrow.” You dad kissed you on the head before giving a brief nod to Jake.

“Jake, it was nice to meet you. Keep making my daughter happy.” Dad stuck his hand out for Jake to take.

Jake shook his hand with a newly found confidence, “I have no other plans, sir.”

The ride home was filled with comfortable silence. The night shifted into one you could’ve only dreamed of with Jake laying his heart on the line like that. You know your dad was impressed. The way he began to smile more throughout the dinner and asked Jake genuine questions made your heart soar. The two most important men in your life met each other and got off to a really good start.

Holding his hand you turned to him, “Dad likes you.”

He didn’t take his eyes off the road but ran his thumb along your finger, “You think?”

“I know. He stopped treating you like a Lieutenant and started treating you like Jake, my handsome hunky Naval aviator boyfriend.”

He laughed at your response, never failing to love your personality, “Well that’s good.”

“It’s more than good!”

You saw the tension release from his body, “I was so nervous.”

“I know.” You leaned down to kiss his knuckles, “But you did so good baby.”

Squeezing your hand he replied, “And your mom?”

“She loved you the second you stepped foot into the house.”

He didn’t hide his beaming smile as he continued to look ahead on the road, never daring to take his eyes off the road when you were a passenger, “They’re great people.”

“They really are. I’m the luckiest girl in the world. I get to have them, and I get to love you. I don’t need anything else.” You didn’t want to ask him what they talked about back in your dad’s office, maybe another time. You were riding out a high nothing could vanquish.

Jake felt his heart rate pick up at your vulnerability. Truth be told he wasn’t planning on his little monologue earlier but when he had Ice’s eyes on him like that he had to. He had to express just how important you were to him. He knew very early on in the relationship that you’d be the one he was going to marry. Jake’s grandma gave him a ring after divulging all the details to the family. He was planning on getting it refurbished once he knew what style of ring you liked.

He wasn’t planning on proposing to you anytime soon but after tonight? All bets were off. Practically, he knew he needed to wait another six months for the optics of it all. It wouldn’t look good proposing to you only six months in, but did he want to. He would wait because he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. But if you wanted to get married tomorrow at the courthouse, he’d be all in.

You two were well out of the honeymoon phase and only seemed to grow closer with each passing day. Your love grew and then grew some more. You wanted to be around him all the time, touching him some way all the time.

“You’re the sweetest girl I know.” He brought your hand to his lips, kissing it softly, “I have everything I need too. You’re it Y/N.”

He pulled into your driveway shutting the car off. Quickly hopping out to get the door for you. Hand in hand the two of you walked inside not being able to take your eyes off each other.

“You really want to marry me?” You asked him feeling all sorts of emotions. You needed to ask him, to make sure what he confessed was true. You knew it was true, but you desired to hear it.

He closed the minimal distance between you two, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead, “I want to marry you sweetheart. So, fucking bad.”

“And start a family?” Your head was swimming in all the thoughts you had. Jake was a straight shooter. He didn’t have anything to hide from you anymore. This is what he wanted, and he needed you to know it, desperately hoping you felt the same.

He nodded placing a kiss on your cheek, hands on your shoulders, “I’d love to have kids with you Y/N. As many as you want.”

“Really?” Feeling your legs beginning to tremble you leaned into him for some stability. Of course, the two of you expressed just how much you loved one another. But this? This was a life changing conversation. This, quite literally, left you weak at the knees. There’s nothing more that you could’ve asked for.

He placed a gentle kiss on your other cheek, “Yes sweetheart. I want to do everything with you. I want to build a life with you.”

“How many kids do you want?” You questioned again all of this starting to feel like too much. In the best way, of course.

Grinning he placed a kiss on your nose, “I think three is a good number.”

“Three kids.” You bit your lip taking it all in. It was easy to imagine a future with him. Three little blond-haired babies running around sounded like a dream. Three of him.

“Three of you.” He smiled placing a kiss right on your lips.

“And you.” You kissed him back as you ran your hands up his neck to his hair, deepening the kiss as you pulled him closer. He let a soft groan out. You knew what you were doing. Jake was a sucker for your hands in his hair.

“You’re killing me darling.” He whispered right in your ear. Jake also knew what he was doing. For as much as you knew about him, he probably knew double that about you.

Smiling you batted your eyelashes just how he liked. You knew Jake through and through knowing what set him off, “I’d love to have three babies with you Lieutenant.” You continued to run your hands across his hair eliciting another moan from the man.

“Yeah?” He asked as he pulled your waist into his body.

“Hell yeah Jake.” You whispered into his ear feeling just how excited he was, bodies sandwiched together.

“What do you say then Kazansky, should we practice making some babies?”

Nodding your head eagerly you replied, “That sounds very enticing Seresin.” You leaned up to kiss him again.

Smirking he kissed you back right before he picked you up, “Hey!” You laughed clinging to him like you had previously in the day.

“I can’t have my sweet girl walk all the way to the bedroom, now can I?”

Giggling and shaking your head it hit you how damn happy you were. How lucky you were to find Jake when you did. From the outside looking in people might’ve thought you two were moving too fast, but it felt so right to you. You had never been so sure of anything, other than becoming a pilot, when it came to loving Jake. He made you feel like the absolute luckiest girl in the world.

“I love you, Jake.” Kissing his neck, you loved to see how he reacted to your touch. You always managed to get a shiver or chill out of him.

“And I love you. Let me show you just how much I do.” Smirking, he winked down at you hightailing it for your room.

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Bella’s depression months/suicidal tendencies/ hallucinations in New Moon are not “romantic,” sorry. It’s just horrible how traumatized she is. Imagine being a 17 y/o girl who never dated anyone and the first person you date is a mythical creature who essentially is the idea of perfection. It knocks down your self esteem even more, makes you feel embarrassed for not being enough and then after you almost died at the hands of others of his kind, he leaves. Leaves you for dead.

How is it romantic that she now sees no worth in her own humanity? That she deems life useless without him. Then Jacob comes along and makes her see life can be good again. She falls in love with Jacob naturally and effortlessly. If Edward and Bella were truly “fated” and “meant to be,” Bella wouldn’t be so in love with Jacob the way that she is. Jacob is the only person who truly understands her and he would do anything for her. He would protect her and keep her alive.

Bella choosing Edward is literally suicide and allows her to be stunted, to not fix her self esteem issues. Yet this is supposed to be romantic somehow?? The text literally leads you to believe that Bella will grow and get out of her depression with the help of Jacob. And he totally could have because she could’ve been open about the vampire secret since he knew about them too. It only makes sense in my mind she chose him. She actually has fun with him, he understands her personality better than Edward, understands her mind better than Edward. Their love is so intense that she even says she may have actually chosen Jacob if she hadn’t known what losing Edward felt like. She was so deeply traumatized by him leaving she couldn’t even bear the thought of having to heal. But she almost did. She could have.

The fact Bella cannot let Jacob go all throughout Eclipse even after Edward comes back is proof that she’s not fated to be with Edward. Literally no matter how many times I read these books I will never see it that way even though her narrative wants you to believe that in the end. Like sorry but having cutesy quotes and ogling over his physical perfection every second without there really being true reason behind it, just doesn’t hit for me. They were together for mere months and she’s already talking about “I want to be with you forever.” Like yeah that was me in high school too with the first person who ever gave me attention. I didn’t know any better tho. Now pair that with someone who literally hypnotizes humans lol.. yeah she didn’t stand a chance. Yet her lack of autonomy is romantic? Gross. She even says “it’s like Sam & Emily, I never had a choice.” How does anyone find this romantic LMAO.

If Bella had no feelings for Jacob and he had no good aspects of him and he wasn’t trying to keep Bella alive the whole goddamn time then no one would be for Jacob. But she literally is in love with him, it’s just not “magical” bullshit love. Which doesn’t even make sense for her btw. She doesn’t have any development whatsoever. Vampirism is just her bandaid and Jacob and the entire wolfpack are done dirty.

She tries to die and hear voices of her ex who abandoned her yet that’s romantic lmfao. New moon is legit based off of Romeo & Juliet, a tragedy where they both die. Bella & Edward simply shouldn’t have had a happy ending. Naturally it doesn’t make sense that they do, which is why breaking dawn is such a shit show. Because their relationship just doesn’t make sense and only harms them and everyone around them.

& before anyones like “it’s just a fantasy stop analyzing it wahh” no <3 these books shaped my way of viewing relationships as a teenager and it should be talked about how harmful some of the messages in the series are.

#twilight #twilight renaissance #team jacob #jacob x bella #jacob black #new moon #bella swan #bella x jacob

[taegularities]

Riiiiiiid can i have a teeny tiny request when/if you can answer this. When oc was missing, what was going through jk’s head? Like did he thought she left him, got kidnapped by her parents, got into an accident, etc? Just wondering what’s fuelling his fear. Amazing lovely chapter! Srsly chefs kiss 🙌🏻

genre: est. rel. 🥺 fluff, angst wc: 1.3k 🤭 a/n: this turned into a legit drabble LMAO i'd be over the moon if you guys lmk what you think of this lil mess and whether i did a good job? :] not proofread <3

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if jungkook had the power to undo this, what would he do differently?

hours ago, when you left the apartment.

perhaps he'd handle you with caution. realise that his fret means nothing, and that nobody else defines your relationship but him and you.

maybe he would let you know that he's stuck to you like superglue, no matter what. that he goes insane when you don't show signs of life. and that you're stitched into all crevices of his heart, permanently.

perhaps reacting in such a way could've changed the chain of events today. whatever happened, maybe you could've reached out, rushed to him. instead, you were hidden in a bathroom minutes ago, door locked and a barrier between the two of you.

even now, your mind roams in far distance. waiting for a line to appear or not; and the approaching result fills him with fear. not because he in particular dreads it – but because you do. sniffling, drying your tears, shaking.

jungkook isn't stupid, so he won't tell you how you affect him. how your pain becomes his burden, too, and how he wants the moment to pass, so your tremble stops.

life didn't pain you enough, it seems. something or someone in the skies above is being unfair.

it hurts. it hurts. it fucking hurts.

and on top of everything, jungkook's own ache, courtesy of his overthinking, still lingers. how he wondered if you'd left him. or hoping you weren't hurt. praying that you were unscathed, not a victim of the world's carelessness.

he can't tell you, though. and he doesn't.

not when the minutes pass and jokes are exchanged. not when you explain why you never came home. and not when only one line appears, pushing you into another sobfest that only his arms heal, slowly and carefully. bit by bit.

you're so warm against him. so innocent and relieved, seeking a cure in him to diminish the former pain. you hold onto him so tight, quivering more than ever, crying tear after tear after tear.

jungkook doesn't think he's ever felt such a firm, solid crack splitting his heart. because you don't deserve this.

you're his gentle, enthusiastic girl, aren't you? thrilled about countryside weddings and glued-on stars. you do not deserve this.

your transparent emotions punch him in the guts even when you've bid eun goodbye. and the very next moment, as he comes to a stand in front of the entrance, stalling the drive back home, he feels something stir in him, too.

the same as before when you opened the bathroom door. the same intense yearning clogging up his throat. because when he looks at you now…

tear-stained cheeks. red eyes. yet, a soft smile assuring him that you're okay again…

he knows now. he knows.

"angel..." he voices, and you lift your falling eyelids, endless tenderness in your gaze.

his heart combusts. nervous fear fills his entire being, so worried you might walk away or cry again or be scared off or… or…

tell her.

she might know anyway.

the voice keeps urging him. wants to bare his thoughts, pull them out of his mind.

tell her.

but he doesn't. instead, he calms the brittle organ beneath his chest, eyes blinking his secrets away before he says, "nothing. let's go home."

and he admits now. barely half an hour later, he admits that his choices aren't always well thought out. because how did he manage to pain you again?

crying in front of him, in the middle of the living room, much like… what? a mere month ago. asking him what's wrong; getting back a confused nothing.

he covers his face when you inquire whether he's sure, rubbing it before he responds, "yeah. tired, is all. worn out from the stress."

"i'm sorry."

god. no.

there's no fault in anyone right now. there's no misery, just… realisations. revelations.

"no," he starts, "it's okay."

you swallow, and then argue, "i don't think it is. tell me what you're thinking about."

but how does he tell you? because his words wouldn't suffice. and he doesn't quite know whether the moment's right. how does he unveil something to you that'll never do justice to what he truly feels?

"nothing, baby," he answers; he's being so stupid, "please go to sleep."

but you don't falter. "is it because of the pregnancy scare? or because i didn't call you. i scared you."

"no. it's nothing like that."

he waits.

fuck… he could throw up. you're here, so close, waiting for a response, and he's panicking, nervous, insecure, and… and…

so in fucking love.

"just go change into something comfortable, angel," jungkook gently orders, fuelling the craze in his jumbled mind, "or do you want to eat first? i can get you some food to the bedroom, too."

you shake your head, digging, "i want– you to tell me what's wrong."

but it's not easy. wording feelings has never been easy.

he groans quietly, keeping his foot from tapping the ground. if he told you now… would you react in kind? would you walk away? if he told you now, would you push him away or pull him closer?

shit, shit, shit.

his head falls between his shoulders, fingers grazing his wrinkled forehead, heaviness behind it, "what do i tell you?"

"just. was it… is it seokjin? i won't talk to him if you don't want me to."

god, if you knew…

that seokjin long took a backseat in his head. he would've barely been able to remember his name right now, because his mind is so painfully filled with the same damn things revolving around you.

with the same word, over and over again, repeating in a circle and as a plea.

"that's not it," he promises.

"it's not…?"

"babe… i don't care about him. i stopped caring ten minutes later."

he explains the agitation this morning; explains the far graver evening, how it overshadowed each word uttered in that stupid argument. how you drove him crazy today.

fearing, craving, pining.

wondering if you'd be coming back, if he'd ever get the chance to tell you that you carry his heart with you wherever you go.

and maybe that's exactly what he should do.

right.

enough of this idiocy.

he stands, stepping closer. his voice is unsteady when he calls your name, shaking fingers carding through his hair. he sighs, and then inhales a breath to give his lungs something. to lift the burn.

jungkook prepares his mind for the best and the worst for only a moment before everything goes blank. and then, finally, he realises that, first and foremost, he doesn't need an immediate reaction.

he just needs you to know.

"what is it then?" you still question, tears falling freely, "fuck, just. just say it, please."

your hand curls into a fist, and he rushes to grab your wrist; tugs you into him, a palm on your back. pushing you closer, trying to press his affection into you, and all misery out of you.

he holds your head, holds you right there, lets you cry into his shirt.

and then, he admits, "i'm not good with words, baby. and i don't know how to ever properly verbalise something like this."

"what? verbalise wh–"

then again, does he not know?

no. he does. he just doesn't think it'll ever suffice. ever.

because what he feels doesn't belong to this mundane world. it isn't ordinary; transcends normalcy. no, to him, it appears like something out of a fairytale.

this is what songs are written about; what love stories and novels and movies speak of. the exact rhymes present in poetry. jungkook doesn't have the vocabulary that poets possess.

can't truly explain what you elicit, and what you mean to him, and how insane you make him, and how he wants to hold you and freeze this moment forever, and…

and how he's never been as certain about anything as about–

"i love you."

no… he doesn't need you to answer immediately.

he just needs you to finally know.

–

:'''))))) i have nothing to say except. thank you for this lil request. i am in tears and will go hide in the bathroom now. <3

#*cmi spoiler #kidnapped by her parents had me dying gkjsahfjksaf 😭 #thank you so much for reading and loving it <333 #notes for rid 🌹 #anon #fic: colour me in #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst

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NottPott Fanfics Rec Lists

After checking my bookmarks and the tags on ao3 i'm proudly present to you the nottpott fanfictions recommendation. TW: Please check / read the tags. Some of this fics touch a very heavy subject and it might not be your cup of tea.

Shadow magic by Lomonaaeren (Series- 73000 words total) AU.

Harry was born with a power the Dark Lord knows not: the magic to see into shadows, to walk the shadows, and to send the shadows everywhere. This changes his life rather dramatically.

Harry is very independent in this one. If you'd like to see Harry as a morally grey and powerful lord with a very devoted Theo this is your fics.

Enough is Enough by AnonymousMagpie (33k words)

In the spring of 1992, a massive magical discharge shakes Lily Potter’s legacy. Harry Potter, its raison d’être, nearly dies. It has until now been a passive enchantment, reactive, and burns away his attacker only once violent physical contact has been made. But the backlash is enormous. The protection is disrupted. For the first time since the day of its creation it must strain to the utmost. And it determines that Harry Potter is wildly, systematically unsafe.It reacts.

Gryffindor and Slytherin Inter house relationship, and many more!! Nottpott might not be the focus here but it deserve the place on this list on the base of it being very fun to read.

Clearly Granger Will Be the Brains of This Operation by Dart (2k words)

Someone has got to save Potter, so he can save the world. ~or~ Nott and Potter sitting in an BMW, S-N-A-R-K-I-N-G

Theodore nott kidnapping Harry Potter. Do i need to say more?

Another Way We Are Not Alone by thealmostrhetoricalquestion (15k words)

Theo barges his way into the afterlife to demand assistance from the Master of Death. And apparently fall deeply in love with him while he's at it.

The bonding here is Amazing. The banter, The journey, The Sentient Boat. 15k words of Nottpott bonding.

The Heir to the House of Prince by elph13 (series - 1.136 000 words)

Summer of 4th year and Harry's all alone, dealing with his grief and the sudden revelation that James Potter is not his father. Support comes in a strange form. The form of Theo Nott, son of a death Eater. A strange friend who says he'll help him find his true father, whoever this Lord Prince might be.

I legit didn't sleep for the entire night bcs i can't stop reading it's just that GOOD. The quality and lenght of this series are amazing. House of Prince Theo is the base of my fanon Theo. Smart, Observant, Loyal and utterly Scary. Theo who's very devoted with  his traditions. Theo who wield KNIFES. And it doesn't need to be said but Harry is also amazing in this one. He's stubborn, strong, and utterly loyal. Not Dumbledore or Sirius friendly though so i do warn you if you like both of them.

Amends by SheWhoMustNotBeNamedEver (1.6k words)

"How was my... You nearly cut me in half, Potter." Harry squinched his eyes shut and pinched the bridge of his nose over his glasses "You're being a bit dramatic about it, don't you think?"

Harry attempt to bribe Theo's forgiveness with a curry. You can guess how that goes ;)

Round and Fluffy by CaityBell @caitybellfics (1.5k)

Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter arrive at the DMLE to retrieve their spouses.

Uhh misuse of Confundus? Jail?? Hermione and Theo friendship, Draco and Harry 10 years rivalry. Got all you need here.

The Answering Machine Message by SunsetRiot (13k)

The answer machine beeps again; someone’s going to leave him another message. He hears his voice. It sounds so alive. They sound so happy. It’s getting harder to hear his voice these days; it’s getting harder to accept that he’s gone. He wonders what the person leaving a message is saying this time; probably offering their condolences, trying to send a message of hope through a stupid muggle machine, it’s all people seem to be doing these days. He hears another beep and he knows the persons finished leaving their message. He doesn’t care. He doesn’t want words, or hope or anything. What he wants is gone. Theodore Nott is dead and Harry Potter doesn’t know how to carry on living.

We have too much fluff therefore i need to recommend some angst. It's a bleak world for Harry without Theo there.

Harry Potter and His Saving Theo Thing by Lomonaaeren (21k)

Harry can think of worse things to do than helping Theodore Nott rejoin society. And after a while, so can Theo.

Adult Harry and Theo is always fun to read especially when Harry is an Auror. Their banter is delicious on this one. One of the more ... mature fic? I don't know how to describe it but this one has different vibes than the other fics on the list. Also this list isn't complete without the two lovely NottPott fics i got as gifts from HP rare pairs last year:

Silver Surprise by @lumosatnight

Theo joins the DA in Fifth Year, much to everyone’s surprise. His corporeal Patronus leaves Harry intrigued.

A Classic DA activity. Everyone is suspicious of the one lone slytherin but not our boy Harry. So SOFT and Cute, two traumatized children bonding over patronus <3

My Favorite Colour by @sandervansunshine

Tired of the monotony and hum-drum of adulthood, Harry seeks out a new source of happiness. He finds it— this pure, unadulterated blend of peace and joy— in a flowery meadow, a cool stream, and a storyteller by the name of Theodore Nott.

Feels good fics 100%. The way they shared a secret meadow and them unashamedly being themselves without judgement. Story teller Theo stole my heart <33 That's all for now! Thank you so much for checking this list out. I would love to add more fics in this list but my spirit need recharge after i accidentally deleted the last rec list last night. Most of these authors also wrote a lot of other amazing fics!! Please check them out :D OH and feel free to reblog or comment with your favorite NottPott fics, your pal here needs more nottpott.

#nottpott #harry potter #harry james potter #theo nott #theodore nott #rec list #hp rare pair #hp fic #if i miss something or make a mistake feel free to @ me

[ecargmura]

Cherry Magic Episode 11 Review - Good Progression For Both Couples

Good progression for both couples! I love how each of them revolve around the mind-reading magic, but use it differently. Adachi is reliant on it and eventually makes a positive change in his life because of it, but still has some ups and downs when it comes to himself and his relationship with Kurosawa. Tsuge, on the other hand, doesn’t really use the magic all that much—only in a few occasions—but it did help him develop feelings for Minato and eventually experiencing a world he never dreamed of until now.

With Kurodachi (or KuroAda in the Eastern fandom), they are dating, but are experiencing some issues. Fortunately, Kurosawa is reflecting on his behavior from the previous episode. I like how Adachi takes Tsuge’s advice and writes his heartfelt feelings in a letter. I think that letters are super underrated and I’m glad that he did so. Sometimes, words and text messages can’t convey feelings as well as a letter. The letter left such a huge impact on Kurosawa that he legit went to Nagasaki to meet up with Adachi. Talk about down bad. I do like that they did apologize. Adachi realizes that he really likes Kurosawa as he states some of the things he likes about him in order for his partner to not feel too regretful. The way they kissed afterwards was super sensual. I legit had to cover my face while still peeking because it was hot. If you’re wondering, yes, they did bang. That means Adachi’s magic is no more. Please don’t be upset over the censored sex scene, it’s mainly due to television regulations in Japan, I believe. The moaning, though… there is a reason why the BL genre is so popular because some voice actors know how to moan…Kobayashi is one of them…

Speaking of which, I learned from someone in the Cherry Magic discord that Adachi has a palmaris longus muscle on his wrist. It’s the little nerve/muscle thing that pops out on the front of the wrist. Only 14% of the population have it, apparently; I have it too! Apparently, the muscle can be a bit sensitive, when touched, so…think of that what you will.

On the Tsugemina side, Tsuge wanted to get over Minato, but couldn’t. He tried writing, but nothing came out. His feelings for Minato are just too strong. He eventually attended Minato’s concert where he gifted him a new pair of shoes, which caused Minato to rush out and find him. They eventually confess their mutual feelings for each other and it seems that they finally are getting together! Congrats! I really like how Tsuge’s so poetic, befitting an author. I loved his quote, “No story compares to the real you.” Man, that was SMOOTH. While Tsuge did have ulterior motives and it did bother Minato, Minato didn’t mind it too much as he likes Tsuge a lot more than he realized and even told the older man to not give up—words that Tsuge told him before. What I like about the Tsugemina pair is that Tsuge isn’t too reliant on the magic. While he did fall for Minato’s inner voice, he made his own effort to get closer to him as best as he can and it worked. The only time he used the magic significantly was to help Minato patch things up with Rokkaku. That’s about it.

This was the most romantic of the episodes by far, but the wonky animation does take some romantic value away from it, but it’s only noticeable in the non-romantic scenes. I wonder if next week is the finale. I do wonder how everything is going to end. There’s a lot of content for Cherry Magic, so I do wonder if there will be a second season planned. The day the episode aired was the day before  Adachi’s birthday, which is March 21, today’s date. Happy birthday Adachi! What are your thoughts on this rather romantic episode?

#cherry magic #30 sai made doutei dato mahoutsukai ni nareru rashii #Adachi kiyoshi #Kurosawa yuichi #Tsuge masato #Wataya minato #review #anime #anime review #bl anime #ecargmura #arum journal

[mintytealfox]

God dangit, that Vlad tally mark image you used in your reply post has now got me thinking of an Anastasia movie esque au for Nortalice now that will NOT make any sense! 😅

Like both Orpheus and Alice are obviously raised by her parents and the DeRoss family, and have an almost idyllic childhood together. And then there's Norton in this AU, somehow being a kitchen boy as a young boy for the household, but it's not like he's gonna complain about his position. He has a warm roof over his head, some decent pay, and he could easily help himself to any leftovers that guests left behind, so he could tolerate being bossed around by the adult servants and even being dragged occasionally by a young Alice to be her second playmate to play with her collection of dolls (always tempted to just rip off their heads for their annoying squeaky voices, but refrains from doing so XD) Young! Alice: Yay dolls! ^_^ Young! Norton: Yay... -_-

But all good things unfortunately come to a tragic end when their house is attacked, killing almost everyone inside, with Orpheus and Alice barely making it out without being seen. Norton is tempted to not get involved, but his conscious gets the better of him and aids them in their escape, but not without earning a scar on his arm. Orpheus and Alice proceed to get separated and both losing their memories. Which certainly complicates things when years later when Orpheus is trying to look for her and dealing with imposters. Cue in a grown Norton reluctantly teaming up with Melly, not only for her to regain her noblewoman status after her husband's "death", but to get the reward money. They come across an amnesiac Alice, or Eury, who looks EXTREMEMLY similar to the missing girl and offers to help transport her to Paris to look for her family, AKA Orpheus. Melly helps coach her in court etiquette and Norton finding himself falling HARD for her despite him (I swear, someone put "I Won't Say (I'm in Love)" in a Nortalice playlist XD). Also Fredrick is in there somehow 😅.

But honestly, I think this messy AU is more of an excuse to see Alice in the sparkly opera dress and Norton going 0_0, and Melly going "Ah, an unspoken attraction I see 😏." XDD

BAHAHAHAHAHAA! My master plan has come to fruition!! 🤣🤣 Infecting the mind with NortAlice~

This is legit so effin PERFECT LOOOOOOOOOOOOLL

Norton: "what are you called?" Alice: "Eurydice." Norton: "Alright, Uranus." Alice: "EU RY DIC EEEEE" Norton: "whatever"

Okay Melly as Vlad has me ROLLING HAHAHAHA I LOVE this so much 🤣 Melly: "I see an engaging and fiery young woman" -rizzing Alice up to give her confidence to go through with this- Alice: "😊" Norton just barging in: "Alright, ready to become Alice or what?" Alice: 😒 Melly:😡💢💢

LOL maybe Frederick is Sophie LOOOOOOOOOOOOL Melly: "my sugar plum..." Frederick: "why must you say odd shi--" Melly: "if you want in on the money you better effin play along"

No FOR REAL 👏👏👏🤌🤌🤌Alice needs to be in all those gorgeous dresses and to be adored AAHHHHHH give that Norton them doki dokis 🤣

#HAHAHAHAHAHA #norton campbell #identity v #identity v au #idv au #idv alice deross #alice deross #idv alice #identity v alice #idv norton campbell #idv norton #identity v norton #idv melly plinius #melly plinius #idv melly #nortalice #idv frederick #identity v frederick #I LOVE THIS SO MUCH #THANK YOOUUUUUUUUUUUU FOR THIS #👏👏👏👏👏👏👏 #🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌 #💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Five More Minutes

@kakagaievents

Prompt: Royalty Au (i needed an actual royalty au fic XD)

Note: i legit wrote this in 30 minutes on my phone so if there are mistakes… no there arn’t 😂😂😂

Sunlight peeked through the curtains, filling the Princes room in a gentle glow. The first signs of morning making themselves know, telling Kakashi that it’s time for him to go.

It’s hard to pull his eyes away from Gai’s sleeping face. The worries that plaqued him washed away in deep sleep, miles away from touching his handsome face.

Kakashi longs to reach out and touch his skin. To feel him for just a little while longer, but he withholds. He has done enough damage by falling into bed with the crown prince, if anyone else were to find out he’d lose everything.

It was unheard of for the Royal Guard to sleep with the Prince they were meant to be guarding and he doubted it would be tolerated. After all, Gai was due to be married.

He had only one more day of freedom before he would take the next step in life. When he would swear himself to someone he had never met before and start the process of growing a family of his very own.

He wasn’t leaving Kakashi. That would be impossible. Kakashi was his royal guard and there was no one who would dare to take him away from the job, but perhaps it would be a kindness if they did.

Then he wouldn’t have to stand by Gai’s side, Guarding him from dangers while watching him find happiness with someone else.

Someone who’s not him.

Shaking those thoughts out of his head he slowly extracted himself from Gai’s arms and sat up on the edge of the bed.

‘ it will be fine’ he thought to himself. ‘I’ll still be with him’

He wouldn’t be his lover, but he’d still be there. Standing dutifully by his side protecting him from anyone who dares to try and harm him.

That was better than having to stand back and watch the man he loved walk out of his life. They would still be together, even if they could never be married.

Shifting in his soot, he prepared to stand up when a hand grabbed hold of his wrist. A smile stretches across his lips as the cool touch of Gai’s skin spread into his arm, cooling his own burning skin.

“Don’t go,” the prince’s voice is groggy with sleep. “Not yet.”

“I should be found in my own room,” he reminds his old friend. “A task that will be harder to manage as more people wake and fill the hallways.”

Gai shuffles over in the bed so that he’s directly behind Kakashi, his body curling around the Royal guards back. “Just five more minutes,” he insisted, eyes still firmly shut when Kakashi glances back at him. “Please.”

Five more minutes.

The castle would hopefully still be asleep and Kakashi would sneak his way back to his own room for a change of clothing to go under his armor.

“Five more minutes.” he agreed, turning back towards the bed and crawling over Gai’s body so he could lay down in the centre of the bed rather than risk falling off the edge.

“Just five more minutes,” Gai repeated as he turned towards him and slipped an arm around his waist. His face pressing into Kakashi’s chest as if to banish the light from his sight. “Followed by forever.”

Hopeful.

Kakashi couldn’t help but chuckle at the Princess optimistic outlook.

Forever for the two of them was impossible. These precious moment’s together would soon end and they two of them would return to what they were always meant to be.

The Prince and his royal guard.

Nothing more, nothing less.

Kakashi knew their future and he accepted it. As long as he could still stand at Gai’s side he would be happy.

But for five precious minutes, he’d entertain himself thinking about the ‘what if’s’.

Dreaming of the reality he’d never be allowed to have.

#kakagai #Royalty Au #Prince Gai #Royal Guard Kakashi

[allandoflimbo]

Ashens (Part 43)

Summary: She falls in love with Bucky Barnes from the moment she sees him. Bucky, still in love with a woman from his past, hates Y/N and plans to make her life miserable. To both their dismay, they are assigned together to go undercover into The Capitol for six months. There, they develop a heartbreaking friend with benefits agreement. Dystopian.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Rating: for Mature, E for explicit. Enemies to lovers trope, sharing a bed trope, friends with benefits trope, temporarily unrequited love, heavy and angry sex. Major character death, mentions of suicide. Bucky and Reader are toxic in this but also very much in love. Heavy on the angst, and very strong language.

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Full story here:

ASHENS MASTERLIST

A R R I V A L DAY

You get there on a dry and sunny day.

The temperature must've been in the low seventies, and the sky was a pristine blue.

There was not one cloud in the sky.

Breaths held tight and heads held high, you all approached a gate.

On either side of it there were beautiful green sugar maple trees that went on for miles.

The gate was copper, leaves and snow flakes detailing covered its perimeter. The snow flakes circled the top of it, like a crown.

Underneath that, it read welcome, in small letters.

Breathtaking.

The gate creaked under Steve's hand as he rest his hand in it. He twists the lock, breaking it with skill.

He pushes just slightly and it groans loudly, its doors opening.

Everyone stands there quietly, waiting for hell to break loose, waiting for anything to go wrong, but it doesn't happen.

The bad doesn't happen.

It was quiet and calm as everyone held their breath.

As the doors stretched open and more of the town was revealed, the more it started to sink in for everyone that this was legit. It felt unbelievable.

You try to find Daisy to see if she shows any reaction that could be differently than everyone else's. Sue you for being curious.

You find her.

She stands there next to a couple of other girls, her two kids with her.

The look in her eyes breaks your heart.

You try to put your obvious jealousy, and intense doubt, to the side for one second and just think about how this was a woman whose life was taken from her almost similarly's to Buckys'.

Daisy's reaction was a genuine one, and similar to everyone else's right now.

You watch as she brushes a tear off her cheek and then crouches down to talk to Sophie.

You let out a long breath.

You attention goes back to Steve.

He is the first to walk onto the clear street. He is cautious, still inclined to hold everyone back until he's certain it is safe. He scouts for a few minutes while chatter begins around you again. The voices raise in volume, and the smell of fresh air feels lovely.

You all watch as Steve runs a hand through his hair.

It was as if he was in awe, too.

Eventually, he waves for everyone else to follow, a sign that the coast was clear.

Everyone herds into the little hometown.

It feels surreal.

You're about to make your own way in when you hear someone call your name.

You look over to your right and you see Sharon waving you over.

Furrowing your brows, you hold Katerina closer to your chest. You walk over to her.

You stop in your tracks the moment you see her looking down at what was most likely the reason she called you.

Next to the gates was a medium sized gold plaque on the ground. Around it, overgrown grass.

In dedication to our beautiful daughter, Y/N.

DOMA.

Signed below it was your parent's name.

You felt Bucky's hand on your shoulder as tears blinded your sight.

The only thing that solidified this moment even more was the soft sounds of your little girl right against your heart.

+ + +

You and Bucky were hand in hand as you walked down the sidewalk on the Main street. For all you know, it could actually be called that, but you hadn't looked for any street names yet.

Observance becomes your main activity. It was as if you were seeing the world again for the first time.

The streets were newly paved under your boots.

It clearly had not been used since it was built.

Same went for the sidewalks.

Beautiful brick two-story shops lined either side of the street.

Some of the buildings appeared to have been built with an idea of a restaurant in mind. Maybe even another a coffee shop here or there. A bookstore, as well.

Farther down the road there was a pharmacy and even a gas station.

You weren't sure where the gas would had be supplied from, but it was nice that that option was provided.

You wonder if there was any gasoline actually stored somewhere under the tarmac. How wouldn't that be an international conflict?

You store those mood-ruining thoughts aside. You decide to think about that later.

There were beautiful black light posts that lined the streets, and between every four lamp, a beautiful iron bench.

In terms of decor landscaping it was pretty minimal. There were sugar maple trees all around. Below them, on the streets, there were some fallen leaves that could easily be cleaned up later.

You watched in awe as everyone peaked into each window.

One of the agents, a man, was already opening the door to the pharmacy.

You wondered if there were other pharmacies.

The town seemed big enough.

You still couldn't believe how in perfect condition this place was. The little gate that opened it wasn't big enough to keep looters out, it was mere decor.

Maybe it was because this place was just so isolated. You knew the winters here could be harsh, too.

There was the simple possibility that it had been secluded enough to where it was hard for someone to even come across.

With a sigh and an even more wandering mind, you head started to go to various places as you eyed the shops.

How would money be acquired here? Would there be salaries? There had to be for there to be order.

You're sure that with time, things will be planned and decided. Questions would be answered as everyone came up with them.

You feel Bucky squeeze your hand and it warms your soul.

This town looked big enough for people to start a life again, especially regarding work and making money to buy things. You wondered what other kind of stores there were.

It was too much, almost overwhelming, but it was also amazing.

Obviously, fruits and vegetables would have to be planted again. You wondered if there was a grocery store that sold seeds and any foods that didn't go bad.

You doubted meat and eggs would be available in the near future.

Everything needed to get figured out first.

You feel Bucky run his thumb over the back of your hand. You're pulled away from your millions of thoughts when you feel the ghost of his lips over the back of your hand.

You look up at him, dazed.

"I think as the girl this town was gifted to, you should be first to have the honor of choosing which home you want." He says.

You don't even pause before you answer him.

"You'll help me. It's our home. We'll choose together."

You continue to sight see for about fifteen more minutes.

The town was bigger than you thought.

There was even a park.

You turned onto one random street, a little street that curved into a tunnel of more beautiful sugar maple trees. It was then that you noticed that the streets had in fact been named. Your heart hammers away in your chest when you see what it is.

It was named after your mother.

Oh, you could just cry.

You felt your bottom lip tremble and you held your baby girl closer to you.

It casted a shadow all around you, guarding you from the sun rays.

You pulled on Bucky's hands as you felt a calling.

You walked under the shadows of the trees until, at the end of it, you found a few more homes.

Farmhouse style.

You eye the white one towards the left immediately, already seeing Katerina running in the front yard.

That was the one.

You both wrote down the name of the street and the number on the house and then returned back to the town center in looks for the key.

After talking to some people, you found out they were all in the court building. There was already another agent there, an experienced officer, taking control and helping everyone out.

He gave you and Bucky your key and congratulated you both.

"Do you think we should pick up a crib?" Bucky asks you as you both step outside into the warm sun.

"How would we get it there? We don't have a car. Speaking of do you think they also have cars?"

He gave you a smirk.

"You sound excited."

"I am."

He looks around once more and you watch as the sun hits his face in a delightful way. His eyelashes almost look like they glitter as they flutter over his blue eyes.

"Edward Cullen."

Bucky looks at you confused.

"What?"

You raise a brow at him and smile.

"You look—nothing, never mind. I mean, you have more color than him. A little."

He looks at you like you grew three heads.

"What are you talking about?" He asks.

"Nothing." You chuckle, rubbing your hand over Katerina's head on your chest.

"Okay," he says with a laugh, "Anyway, I can carry it. We don't need a car. Just a small crib, at least for now." He answers.

You nod.

You both find a small easy set up crib in one of the shops. It's white and simple.

Next, you both decide to go into a little grocery store.

You're both surprised to see there are un-perishable items in stock, or things that would take many more years to go bad.

Fucking Mucinex lasts four years?

You both walk down the isles, picking various items.

You chose some shampoo, conditioners, and shaving items.

Nobody cared if some of this stuff expired. As long as it wasn't food, didn't smell bad, or didn't make you sick.

You were thankful when you found out a lot of stuff didn't expire for another few years. Like canned items or things loaded with crappy chemicals.

You take a few of each.

When you both have your arms full, baby Katerina still safely secured on you, you take it all back to the home.

Your home

When you slide the key in and unlock it, the smell of new wood floors engulf your senses.

It smelled like home. It smelled like a new start.

About four years ago, you all probably would've felt guilty for having this before everyone else's, but with your family next to you, you felt anything but.

You deserved this. Everyone on this earth did. You were part of that everyone.

You wouldn't feel selfish for feeling good about being the first to find comfort for your family...first.

And it was your gift.

In the near future, more people would arrive.

You wanted to be part of the group to make this future possible for the rest of the world.

You were stunned when Bucky flicked on the lights and the lights actually turned on.

"They have their own power source. I noticed it on the way here."

For the fourth time, you say it once more in your head: this was amazing.

You place the groceries on your white island.

The decor around the island was white shiplap and there were three black barstools.

The kitchen had a farmhouse sink, an industrial stove top, and even a rose-gold wall-mount pot filler over the stove.

Black lantern style light fixtures hung down over the island.

It was lovely.

The living room was gorgeous, too.

You wondered for a second if maybe until more housing were built, if people from the outside would have to share housing for some time. Based off the size of the town, you figured it could maybe house fifteen hundred people right now which wasn't a lot.

You weren't sure how things would be done without another war or equally. You wish you knew.

You wish you had the courage to know how to help more.

The words of that young couple at the diner you worked at all those years ago finally rings back to you.

It made this feel guilty. It made you feel terrible.

But. But, then you remember Bucky's words from about two months ago.

"Go chase raspberries, sweetheart."

After putting some of the groceries away, you both go visit the bedrooms.

There were three.

Two of them had a full sized bed and the master bedroom had a king size bed. There was cozy rugs and throw pillows. It was minimally furnished with anything else.

It was just enough to allow you three to start a life.

Everything was furnished already, but you're glad you chose to stop for the crib, because that was the only thing missing.

It takes Bucky no longer than thirty minutes to set it up in one of the bedrooms that you choose for her.

He puts Katerina to sleep and then gently places her in her crib along with some new blankets.

Meanwhile, you take a warm shower. It feels amazing being able to properly shower, or should you say; comfortably shower, for the first time since giving birth.

Your stitches had already been removed a few days ago and you were starting to heal nicely. Just being able to cleanse yourself better and wash your hair properly, felt great.

You slide into some simple pjs you and Bucky had picked up along the way.

You both would go choosing for more things later. You would take advantage of this grace period, even though you were running close to the personal limit that had already been enforced by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Things had to last enough for at least the remaining of the population that would be brought in.

When you're out of the bathroom, and you go check on the baby, and Bucky tells you he will shower too.

By the time he's out, you're cozied up on the bed. The steam and shampoo smelling air seeps into the room as he opens the door.

It made your belly flutter with something you hadn't felt in a few weeks.

He smiles as he looks down at you looking soft and warm.

"You look nice." He says quietly. It almost comes out in a rumble.

Your eyes meet and you can see the pure admiration in his eyes.

He leans down and gives you a deep kiss. You moan as his tongue runs over yours.

You pull away with a smile.

"It feels really nice."

He runs his hand up and down the outside of your left thigh. His eyes go to your lips.

"How's the pain?"

"Not bad at all. It's more just tender now." You moan as you bent your left leg up towards you.

He looks down and watches as his hand drifts up from your thigh and up to your pelvis.

There's a heat between you.

Hell, there always has been.

"Yeah?" He replies so quietly you almost don't hear it.

"Mmmhmm."

"Mmm." He responds, leaning down and sharing another filthy kiss with you. It lingers and it's hot and pure damn physical.

You grab the right side of his neck, deepening it.

God, he missed this.

He whines in the back of his throat when you pull away.

"Soon." You say against his lips.

+ +

It's been a few hours since everyone's arrival, and the first meeting happens.

"We looked around and inspected everything," Steve starts, "Doma is safe and truly is an amazing gift."

"We'll open up a vaccination center. Bruce has a majority of the basic equipment he needs now for it. We will open the city bit by bit, and then expand the town and homes as it grows. We will rebuild. We have an upper hand here since a majority of us here are government. We do a check on everyone as much as we can, but we stay orderly and the city continues that way it should be good."

"And the Capitol, that's another mission we are going to deal with because those people are going to want to leave, but if we have all of Hydra in that one spot, it's a huge trap. It's an easy way to get them too. It's just separating them from the public that is the tricky part but we will do it."

Steve is still talking when all of a sudden you feel a thumb over the apple of your cheeks.

You look over to see Bucky searching your eyes in probably the most captivated way he's ever looked at you. It almost stuns you.

His thumb doesn't leave your skin, and the voices around the both of your drown out like a vacuum.

It's just you and him in this moment right now. He swallows thickly and his thumb traces your upper lip.

"You ready?" He whispers.

"For what?" You whisper back just as breathlessly, loving the feeling of his finger on you.

Like he's pulled from a trance, he sucks his bottom lip into his mouth almost overcome with emotion, and he runs it back up over your face and through the top of your hair, pushing it back.

You realized what he was doing.

He was cherishing you and this moment.

"To rise."

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes #marvel fanfiction #mcu fanfic #bucky barnes smut

[bendingwind]

20 asks for writers

I wasn't tagged I just like talking about myself 😌

how many works do you have on Ao3? 158

what's your total Ao3 word count? 429,818

what fandoms do you write for? Just, so many. I think there's over 25. Top 5 by number of fics are Doctor Who, The Witcher, The Avengers, Dragon Age: Inquisition, and Bleach

what are your top five fics by kudos? - The Orphan Boy (Avengers) (sigh) - Reputations (Protector of the Small) (legit what, when did this happen) - Dreaming (Avengers) - Adventures In Social Media (Avengers) - Shapeshifting and Shenanigans (Avengers)

do you respond to comments? Sometimes! I generally respond pretty regularly to comments on new fics I've written and I try to respond to long comments regardless of when they're left.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Okay. Ironically, given how much I love angst, I hate angsty endings. It has to be i've got a feeling (this was meant to be) (Avengers) which isn't properly an ending, because this is my only unfinished work on AO3. It was intended to continue and have them meet when they were older and fall properly in love then.

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I tend to skew towards happy endings except when I write dark endings, but maybe (don't pay no mind to) the demons they fill you with fear (Avengers) just for the sheer sense of hope?

Do you get hate on fics? I got some flames when I was younger for a variety of reasons, most often when I wrote material that I wasn't really old enough to handle respectfully or correctly yet and people got (rightfully if rudely) angry. The end of 2023 had a weird rash of people nitpicking minor canon details with me though.

Do you write smut? Yes.

Do you write crossovers? I was about to say no but I literally linked a Pacific Rim/Avengers crossover earlier so. I suppose I do.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I know?

Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes, someone translated Adventures in Social Media into chinese, and I think one other story though I'm a loose ends trying to think of what it was.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes! Die on Every Hill (Dragon Age: Inquisition). It was a delightful experience.

What’s your all time favourite ship? Look this depends on everything from what i ate for dinner to the phase of the moon. I am a multi-shipper and i will die a multi-shipper.

What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I've gone over these I think twice recently so skip. (But it's the 10 BILLION WORDS ABOUT KEL RIP)

What are your writing strengths? I think I'm good at characterization and at, idk, mimicking author voice? So that the tone feels like the original material, where appropriate.

What are your writing weaknesses? I really, really struggle to write if I'm not ✨inspired✨ in the sense that I... simply do not write if I'm not inspired. I'm trying to do better about that this year.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I usually try to write it in the original language or the anglicized version of the original language and build up the appropriate context around it so that it's clear what the character is saying. Otherwise, italics.

First fandom you wrote for? Arguably Narnia, in that my fourth grade standardized test essay was basically Narnia meets the horror genre fanfiction, as seen by a nine-year-old. The first I ever posted was Harry Potter, Ron/Hermione. I still have it. It is... so incredibly bad. I believe I was about ten at the time I wrote it.

Favourite fic you’ve written? all my possessions for a moment of time (Dragon Age: Origins)

[crayonurchin]

The fact that as a nearly 27 year old woman, I can tell the anxious and depressed teenagers I work with that not only does it get better, but THEY get better, is wonderful. It doesn't fix their issues, it just gives them a view of a future where things have improved.

As a nearly 27 year old woman who's going through her first 'real' heartbreak and breakup, still lives at home, is terrified to try dating or exploration of sexualities and being more open, does not have a full time job or the ability to move out without moving so far away I'd have to quiet my part time entertainment job, has no clue if she'll ever fall in love again or get married or adopt kids and is still struggling with PTSD from stuff that happened in school, work, life and my own untreated for years mental state... Yeah I want the 37 year old me to reach out and show that it'll all get better and I will get better.

But 37 year old me isn't here yet, nor is 27 year old me. 26 year old me, at least, is trying to make better changes.

Yes, I have lost someone I thought I'd marry. It's sad. I miss her. I miss us. I am so happy she's moved on to bigger and better things and I am so sad it didn't go the way I so badly wanted. But one day, I think I'll be with someone who I love and who loves me back, in that intimate way I loved her. We'll geek over special interests, crave each others company without NEEDING it, help each other to keep being our best selves and live our own lives whist living a life together. She will hold me close and I'll feel at home. And I'll look on this experience as a sad but, as something that at least showed me that I can feel love. And that love I did feel was amazing.

Yes I am not in a career and I'm afraid of GETTING that career and not liking it. But I'm also lucky that I like my current weekend entertain work a lot, and it's shown me WAY more skills that I didn't know I even had! I wrote a god damn book. I'm still looking for a publisher but holy shit I wrote an entire book. And I want to write more! I might have freelance coming up and in April I'll be recording my audio drama, which will help me apply to voice based things. YES, it's not a career yet, but I'm so much more qualified than I used to be!

Yes I still live at home. Because fucking hell I have had a ROUGH 20s. I was so mentally unstable for so long and had no idea. I was genuinely ready to kill myself several times. And that's hard to admit. I'm autistic and have ADHD! I need legit help with things others don't! I look high functioning because of my socialising abilities but I can't keep my space clean. I can't do paperwork. I can't remember to talk to people without alarm set reminders. My OCD still rules so much of my life, my PTSD age regressed me. I'm only just learning to experience anger and jealousy without beating myself up.

Yes. It's hard to believe anyone likes me. I feel so unlikable and boring and annoying. And I know that's almost certainly not true. I have friends. I have new friends. I have a... sort of crush, maybe. I have family that love me. I have people asking to hang out.

I worry all the time I'm a selfish and evil and cruel and fake person. I want to become a better person and work on my flaws, but also the level of bad I feel is probably because of my OCD.

17 year old me thought she was a murderer. Spoiler. I wasn't. I was mentally unwell and suffering with OCD that gave me intrusive thoughts.

I know some of my changes are good. I've started feeling that autistic euphoria from a special interest again. Today I drove home from a gig, and the sky kept producing the most 'shaped' clouds. My heart went glowy. I have missed feeling glowy.

One day 37 year old me will be very happy 26 going on 27 year old me tried her best.

#vent #but like #positive vent? #I mention some dark stuff but it's ultimately looking on the bright side of things

[samantha-rae-velcher]

Gentleman with a dark side

Arnold Rothstein x Fem reader

Requested by: @noonenobodydontask

Warnings: smut, fluff, swearing, Luciano so you know what to expect.

A/n: (18+) please if you are under the age of 18 go look at my non smut. Thank you 🌹

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Arnold set the telephone back down onto his desk, and walked over to the large window. Y/n stepped into the room and crossed her arms.

"Arie, who was that?" She asked.

He turned to her and shook his head, Y/n slowly came closer.

"Who was it? Luciano? Lansky? Mazzeria? Rosetti? Torrio? Nucky? The President of the united fuckin states?"

Her last guess made him chuckle, taking a seat in his arm chair he held his hand out for her. She took it gently and sat on his lap, facing him with her legs on either side of his.

"It was Mr. Thompson, darling." He said in a hushed tone.

"Well why didn't you confirm it when I said 'Nucky'?

"Because, you didn't say Mr. Thompson."

Smiling she leaned in and pressed her lips to his, slowly pulling away Y/n undid his bowtie and threw it behind her. She unbuttoned his shirt half way down and planted gentle kisses down his neck.

"You remember when 'Mr. Thompson' and you were having that fight a month ago?" She asked.

He answered 'yes' with a breathy moan.

"Well, Charlie and I over heard him say that you were dead below the waist."

She smirked at him, and slowly palmed at his member through his pants...

"Boy, was he wrong."

Y/n could feel him harden under her touch, she let out a giggle and got up off his lap. She knelt down in front of him and unbuttoned his trousers, freeing his member.

Y/n looked up at him, Arnold ran his fingers through her hair and brought her lips closer to his throbbing cock.

"Come now, little one. Don't make me beg."

As she took him into her mouth, he leaned his head back and relaxed in his chair. He had been so stressed out with making all these deals, having all the other bosses at this throat constantly.

He was relieved to have someone who cared so much about him, someone who was always there for him when he needed her most.

"Don't stop, pretty girl." He whispered.

Y/n remembered Lucky asking her the day of the fight..

"So is he really dead down there? Or was that just bullshit?"

Y/n looks over at him with an expression that could only be described as 'What the fuck?'.

"Well, I guess what I'm trying to say is...does he-...does he please you or...do you have to look somewhere else for that kind of thing, because I'd be more than happy to-"

"No." She waisted no time with he answer.

"What do you fuckin mean no?"

"I mean no, I only love Arie."

"Love has nothing to do with it, and what did you call him? Fuckin Arie?"

She nodded. "It's called a nickname, Lucky."

"I know what a fuckin nickname is. Why don't you just call him AR like everyone else?"

"Because AR is a business nickname."

"What's the difference?" He asked.

"It's too formal."

___

AR let out a deep groan as his hot seed flooded into her mouth, she pulled away out of breath and sat on his lap again. He held her close and began lining himself up with her entrance.

"Just say when, darling."

She nodded and he slowly dropped her down onto him, Y/n wrapped her arms around this neck and rolled her hips over him. He leaned in and attached his lips to her neck, gently sucking and nibbling.

__________

A/n: I'm legit falling asleep

__________

Y/n let out a quiet whimper as he started thrusting harder into her, crashing their lips together there was a sudden knock at the front door.

The butler opened it, greeting the two men whom stood on the front porch.

"ah, Nucky and Eli Thompson. Mr. Rothstein isn't available right now."

Eli stepped in and looked around, he picked up a vase and examined it.

The butler looked back and forth, from Nucky to Eli..

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" He asked.

Eli practically slammed down the vase, he marched over and grabbed the poor fucker by the front of his shirt.

"Where is your boss!?" He yelled.

"Standing right here." AR's voice sounded from the staircase.

The Thompson's turned and saw Y/n and AR, Eli let go of the frightened butler and went over to Nucky.

"Arnold, I thought you weren't available."

The Thompson's looked over at the butler with annoyed expressions. Y/n giggled and Rothstein gently rested his hand on the small of her back.

"Well, I'm here now. What is it you came to see me for?" Arnold asked.

Nucky stepped up to his level..

"In your office, let's talk business."

THE END ❤️

#fyp #fanfic #foryou #foryoupage #x reader #smut #arnold rothstein x reader #arnold rothstein #arnold rothstein x Fem reader #boardwalk empire x reader #boarwalk empire

[cheemken]

Knight, anything you’d like to say about the champions? Or just Diantha and Geeta if you don’t want to do all 🎤🎤🎤

Ough the Dia and Geeta brainrot is so real but I really should write more stuff abt the champions too, but still tho, Dia/Geeta would probs have more stuff here hope that's cool uvu" hahaha

Anyways ouo

•Geeta def caught a Carbink for Diantha for her 18th bday as a gift

-Dia cried like no shit and thanked Geeta for it, saying "this is the best gift I ever got, thank you, ma lune ;A;"

"mi sol, you're,, you're kinda holding them a bit too tight—"

"I'll take care of them I promise ;A;"

-she wanted to name it Diancie, after her own lil Carbink who she lost, but she knows it's for the best she doesn't

-since then Diantha is always seen around w Carbink following besides her, making a promise to herself that she's really gonna take care of it, she's not gonna fail this Carbink too

•That Carbink honest to god hates Leon just as much as Diantha does and it's really no surprise

-the champions visit Kalos this time, Leon meets Diantha's Carbink, said Carbink used Rock Slide (a weak one don't worry) on him and he's all "what the hell?!"

"oh, sorry, they don't do well with strangers"

"I've been here ten separate times how am I still a stranger?!"

"maybe he just doesn't like you"

•anyways speaking of Leon and Dia, do you see my vision when I say that they're the most ♠️ coded pairing in my hcs (the Homestuck girlies will understand this hahah)

-like, the song I Can See You TV by Taylor Swift? That's Dia and Leon's song right there

•since Cynthia and Lance both like Dia in my hcs, I wanna imagine them like fighting for her attention maybe hahah

-like yknow trying to one up each other

-Geeta actually helps Cynthia, telling her the stuff Diantha likes so Cynthia would have the upper hand

-Steven helps Lance out bc he honestly pities him at this point—

-Iris and Hau helps Cynthia bc ofc they would, they've had enough of her gay ramblings everytime they play Orrecraft together

-Wallace just wants to see how long will it take for Diantha to actually notice bc as smart as she is, she's really really really fucking dense when it comes to someone liking her romantically

•yknow w that, I do wanna add that Diantha really has troubles on figuring out romantic love more than anything

-bc for one, she grew up watching the marriage of her parents fall apart

-two, she's an actress, she sees all the drama regarding celebrity romance all the time, sees what happens behind the cameras and how those relationships seems and are fake

-so hey, the only stable relationship she ever had in her life is the familial one w her brother and the platonic one w Geeta

-tbh she's really scared to actually have a legit romantic relationship w anyone, she thinks it's gonna end up like her parents' relationship and it'll get messy, and she'd rather die than to become like any of them, driven by bitterness and anger over the other bc of a miscommunication

-she does want to try to have a romantic relationship w someone tho, she really does, but it's that fear that's holding her back from doing so, and since bc she's so used to platonic love, and since Geeta is also that affectionate towards her, she thinks Lance and Cynthia's advances towards her are just them being nice the same way Geeta is

•the Diantha brainrot is so real isn't it, anyways yeah Diantha loves musicals but she doesn't sing that much

-Wallace has a really good singing voice but he almost never sings too

-Hau would often prompt them to sing whatever they want when he brings along his Primarina, saying that even if they're off key, it's fun to sing w friends around

-so the more Hau brings his Primarina, the more Wallace and Diantha would sing w them too

-Geeta just loves hearing Dia's voice, and even brought along a Skeledirge one time and the two pkmn had a lil concert of their own

•yknow since they do have lil champions meetups and such, imagine if they all have that one region they don't like visiting hahah

-Lance doesn't like visiting Paldea for obvious reasons, he also doesn't like to visit Alola that much bc of the weather. He doesn't understand how Geeta and Cynthia could wear all that black under the Alolan sun

-Steven doesn't like visiting Kanto and Unova that much, he does like going to Sinnoh tho

-Wallace doesn't like Sinnoh at all, altho Hearthome is a good venue for contests, he just doesn't like how that region is so,, mountainous

-Cynthia hates Kanto but likes Johto, she will never admit that to Lance since she actually likes visiting Blackthorn

-Iris doesn't like the vibes in Kalos, she just puts up w it for Diantha. Majority of the people she meets there are low-key elitists, and even Diantha admits they are and she also doesn't like them

-Diantha hates going to Galar and if anything she'd try to make up excuses to not join champion meetups when it's set in that region

-Hau doesn't really hate any of the regions, he just hates it when they stay at a cold place like Icirrus, Snowpoint, Snowbelle, etc

-Leon hates Kalos but for different reasons, he has to admit tho the food there is amazing, desserts especially

-Geeta doesn't like going to Hoenn, and also hates going to Kanto/Johto for obvious reasons too hahah

#pokemon #pokemon hcs #pokemon champions #lowkey wanted to add the regions that they like other than their own but like #i think its getting long hahaha #anyways omf the leon and dia brainrot when TS releaser I Can See You was insane man #i had to tell my friend abt it jfmdsk #its just hcmdnm #oughhh they have those vibes in my hcs yknow #like.. the enemies to reluctant friends (w benefits) if you will hahahah #idk man they just have those vibes for me😭🤣 #an ask and an answer #jerseyk112

[ecargmura]

Cherry Magic Episode 4 Review - You're A Wizard, Tsuge

As the first half of the episode has shown, Tsuge has become a wizard now. Like Adachi, he has gained the power to listen to people’s hearts. How will Tsuge use this to find a love interest? Well, he found one already. That was darn freaking fast. Who does he fall in love with? The cute deliveryman Minato.

I think their ship name is called Tsugemina. Anyways, Tsugemina’s portrayal in the live action is a bit exaggerated compared to the manga and anime (which are pretty much identical). In the live action, Tsuge is very dramatic when he falls for Minato and when he realized he’s in love, he actually bashes his head against a bookshelf. When I watched the live action, I thought that Tsuge was a bit of a weirdo, but reading the manga and watching the anime made me realize that the way Tsuge is portrayed here is more faithful as he is a stoic man by nature. While the Tsugemina section seems short, that’s because the Tsuge chapters are pretty short in comparison to the main couple; there aren’t a lot too, so who knows when we’ll get another segment of them in future episodes.

I do like the Tsuge and Adachi scene. As Tsuge is a novice wizard, he’s unsure how to make use of the power, but for Adachi, the power has brought good things into his life; Tsuge even notices this too as Adachi has become a bit more talkative, especially when the topic revolves around Kurosawa. In the manga, this scene actually takes some time after the second Tsugemina scene as Adachi had mentioned that he read Tsuge’s new book and noticed the change in his usual heroine types as he added in a heroine with the exact same description as Minato, showcasing how down bad he is for this guy he barely knows (heck, he doesn’t even know his name until later on). Despite the changes, I do like the scene but I dislike the fact that Tsuge gets blocked from the chances he gets to talk to Adachi about the magic.

After Tsuge and Adachi meet up, the episode then shifts to Adachi being the focus character, which I think is a rather good way to transition. Adachi gets jealous for the first time when he sees a pretty lady talking with Kurosawa and starts getting insecure about himself. Despite his jealousy, he does realize that if he did get jealous of that woman, that means he does like Kurosawa in that way. I do like how he was fast to process that and accepted it right away. It sort of shows that even if he doesn’t have romantic experiences, he’s still mature enough to understand what love is.

It’s kind of sad to see why Adachi’s so hesitant towards romance. I sort of get it. If I heard someone say that it’s impossible to date me because of the lack of experience, I’d get insecure too. I’m glad that Kurosawa exists to show that Adachi can be loved no matter how much he adverses romance. The part where Kurosawa comes over to his house was sweet; however, how the heck did he know his address? The way Kurosawa thought about how he’d cherish all of Adachi’s first was heartwarming. I legit stomped my feet in a giddy mood. Why is this anime so cute? Why are they so cute?

No worries, though. The pretty lady happens to be Kurosawa’s sister, Mari. She’s hilarious as she feels like a typical older sibling trying to pester her brother to get what she wants: to stay at Kurosawa’s place until her boyfriend apologizes to her. She even followed him to Adachi’s house via GPS. I do like how Kurosawa feels like a bullied little brother here. She is also good with words as she managed to convince Kurosawa to stay at Adachi’s house, to which his simp self accepts after fantasizing a domestic AU he conjured up in his mind. Haha, he’s such a simp.

Oh and uh, the voice actor trivia of the week is that Gen Sato, Minato’s VA, only has done BL recently. Like out of the four main cast, he has the least amount of experience in BL media but I’m sure that’ll change. In the drama CD, he was voiced by Kouhei Amasaki.

What are your thoughts on the birth of the side couple? How about Mari as a character? What about the whole Kurodachi segment? What did you think about the episode as a whole?

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