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primaviva · 8 months
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PAIRING: gwen stacy x fem!reader
SYNOPSIS: how you met, confessions, and relationship headcanons for your favorite ghost-spider. gwen stacy.
WARNINGS: me rambling about gwen, kissing, some suggestive but no smut ofc, height difference, some angst but mostly fluff, gwen is so fine and pretty and 5’7 that’s not even a warning she’s just sooo?? also not spell checked
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— FIRST MEETING YOU
this all started out as a hallway crush.
she saw you in the halls and thought your style was cute but she never got a good luck at your face
you were a new student and was getting the rundown of the building and where your classes were
so when she walks into class the next day and sees you sitting next to her? with a better view of your face?
she folded.
CAN YOU BLAME HER? you’re so beautiful she literally forgets how to put words into proper sentences
gwen can be socially awkward in situations she’s not prepared for but she’s never acted shy talking to others and always acts like such a tough and cool girl… just not around you
she was acting mad dumb i can’t even lie to you
her words always came out and in the wrong order like yo you would have to get a descrambler to translate her whole sentence because she would just get caught so off guard looking into your gorgeous eyes and your cute smile and your- she could go on.
“gwen? earth to gwen? hello-“ peter kept calling to try and get the blondes attention. his annoyance soon turned into a smirk as he realized just what has her full attention. you.
“you know if you actually talked to her you, guys would probably become friends and you wouldn’t have to admire the back of her head every day” he teased which brought gwen right back to reality.
she didn’t really know you yet, but she wanted to. she just got so shy around you it was uncommon. gwen blushed at the sound of peter's teasing words. she knew that he was right - if she just talked to you, she might actually have a chance to get to know you. but every time she tried to muster up the courage to approach you, her nerves got the best of her. she couldn't help but feel self-conscious around someone she admired so much.
as peter continued to make jokes at her, gwen ouldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and frustration. she didn't want to be known as the girl who couldn't talk to her crush, but she also didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of you. taking a deep breath to calm herself down, she made a silent vow to try and talk to you the next chance she got. Maybe with a little bit of practice, she could get over her shyness and make a real connection with the person who had captured her attention.
little did gwen know that you thought she was cute herself and wanted to get to know her
even luckier for her that YOU wanted to make the first move
today's class was more boring than ever, but when did you ever have high expectations and the word fun in the same sentence about a math class. you kept noticing gwen looking at you every other moment and decided it was time to “break the ice.”
“hey, i like your eyebrow piercing! it’s really cool…and cute,” you said, smiling warmly at her.
the only thought in gwens mind? SHE SAID SHE LOVES MY PIERCING AND IM COOL ND CUTE WHAT THE FU-
gwen was taken aback by the compliment and also your sudden interest in her, her heart raced as she felt the familiar fuzzy feeling in her chest grow when you looked at her. “o-oh? this? thank you. i got it a while ago,” she replied, feeling her shyness begin to melt away.
“it really fits-” you tried to finish but the teacher yelled at both of you for speaking during her lesson. you both quieted down but glanced at each other and let a snicker out.
“do you even know what’s happening right now?” you asked in a hushed tone.
“no clue, and im pretty sure it’s been a decade or two since she’s last picked up a protractor,” she joked, making you giggle so hard you had to cover your mouth.
gwen thought update? I MADE HER LAUGH I MADE HER LAUGH
best believe she was so proud of herself that day
and she still feels a warmth spread to her cheeks when you slapped her shoulder telling her to stop making the witty comments before you piss yourself or you two get in trouble
— BECOMING FRIENDS AND THE CONFESSION
gwen and you eventually got closer
so close that you guys begun to hangout outside of school with the plus one of peter to ease gwen into it
but those group hangouts turned into solos…and those trips to the mall turned into you hanging out in her room in her bed…
and the tension was thick.
the way you two brushed shoulders, how your hands would touch when you reached for the same thing, looking at each other for longer than needed
you could imagine how painful this was for peter to watch. IMAGINE HOW BAD IT WAS FOR GEORGE TO WATCH
even her dad caught on to the way gwen would look at you when she invited you over to her house for dinner with peter that one time and she was staring at you so hard while you talked to him that he thought his daughter was gonna have hearts come flying out of her eye sockets
in order for gwen to like somebody and want be in a relationship with them, she needs to have a emotional connection with them too
she wants somebody who puts up with her, who understands her, who accepts her, and a shoulder to lean on to.
especially with her living her double life as the heroine of new york?
it definitely caused problems as the two do you got closer and reached the best friend mark
she began flaking on hangouts, not answering calls or texts, acting mad sketchy with her lying which you so easily noticed
but you didn’t force her. you didn’t make her explain when you saw her face drop at your questions.
you understood it was personal and instead just gave her a hug around the neck whispering in her ear that you’ll always be a shoulder to lean on and be there for her
she wrapped her arms around your waist tightly and reciprocated the hug as she buried her head in the crook of your neck as an attempt to try and stop the strong urge to cry…that’s when she knew you were the one.
one of the common things you both bonded over was music and that’s when she found it fit to tell you bout the band she’s in
when she told you about how she was in the mary janes and was their drummer you couldn’t lie and say it didn’t make her 10x cooler in your eyes and attractive
gwen decided it was time to tell you about how she truly felt about you. she has played the drums for years, so when her band got the opportunity to play at a venue, she was thrilled to tell you about it.
she invited you, peter, and her dad to the show. before she even went backstage to prepare she saw a glimpse of you in the front row all dolled up for her and her heart skipped a beat at what she was planning.
the show was spectacular. song after song after song the music was catchy and addicting and you couldn’t help but stare at gwen so in her element. if only you knew the struggle for her to not glimpse up at you and see you dancing and smiling to the songs. when it ended and everybody got the chance to go up to her they all praised her. you went up and hugged her, telling her how amazing she was but before she could reply to you she was called backstage by her band for cleanup. the last thing she saw was you waving at her with a smile.
she wasn’t going to back out if this tho. she was going to to confess to you. you ended up going backstage after seeing the rest of her band leave but noticing she didn’t leave with them.
“i really did mean it when i said you were amazing, gwen. i had no idea you were that talented,” you complimented, making her jump a little at the sudden sound of your voice. she turned around with a flustered look as you just giggled at the reaction you got from her. ‘there goes that feeling again’ she thought as the familiar pounding in her chest started and heat began to rise to her cheeks.
“you doubted me before?” she teased, getting herself back into reality. “nah, not at all.”
you were gonna be the death of her.
“look, i don’t know how to say this but i didn’t just invite you here to watch my show. it’s not like i didn’t want you to come it’s just- ugh..” she signed, glancing up from her fidgeting hands to meet your eyes, you were watching her intently, listening to what she has to say.
“i know we’ve been friends for a while and i don’t want to ruin what we have and i just need to tell you that…that i have a crush on you and i really like you,” she confessed, her voice lacking it’s usual confidence and barley above a whisper.
in her nervousness she ended up blabbing on saying how she understands if you don’t feel the same way and sorry she did this to you and it’s completely ok if you don’t want to talk to her again- meanwhile she can’t hear you saying you like her back.
that’s until you grab her by the hands and forcefully grab her attention. her eyes stare into yours confused at the smile beaming on your face.
“gwen, i like you too.”
gwen was frozen in shock she didn’t even believe her reality even tho it was happening right in front of her
she was literally baffled when she looked down at you and saw how close the two of you were
— DATING GWEN
she didn’t ask you to be her girlfriend right away
she took you on a date to a pizza place because she wanted it to be casual and then after you guys walked around going to corner stores
y’all walked into a radio store that had a bunch of vinyls, cds, literally everything and you saw gwens eyes light up at the sight
she would tell you about certain bands, how they compose their music, etc and even if you knew the band you would still let her tell you because you loved how happy she looked talking about her interests
she def recommended you new songs for your playlist and said she would play them on the drums for you sometime
anything you saw in the stores that you liked gwen would buy for you in an instant
the night would come to an end and she would walk you to your house or even go on the commute home with you if you took the bus
if only gwen checked the weather because none of you came with an umbrella for the torrential raining that was waiting for you both
gwen ended up giving you her jacket because you were cold and she didn’t want you getting sick
as she walked you home after your fate, the rain began pouring down. “here, take my jacket,” gwen said, slipping out of it and putting it around you.
"are you sure?" you asked, knowing damn well you wanted it.
"yeah, i don't want you to get sick and catch pneumonia," gwen joked as you both laughed.
you both continued walking down your block until you reached your place. before you could say your goodbyes, gwen stopped walking and held you by the hand which made you stop as well.
"hey, before you go inside, there's something i really want to ask you," she said, taking a deep breath.
you looked at her curiously, "hm, what is it?"
gwen took a moment before finally blurting out, "can i be your girlfriend- or er..will you be my girlfriend?"
your eyes widened in surprise before a smile spread across your face. "for real? gwen, yes i would love to," you replied.
a big, dumb smile made its way onto gwen's face at your answer. you wanted to make her smile even bigger.
you walked up to her and cupped her cheek, lowering her down to your height so your eyes met. you leaned in, giving gwen a gentle kiss on the cheek as your cold lips met her warm skin.
she was on cloud 9, so much so she didn’t even care that you took her jacket.
you kept that jacket of course
and she LOVES seeing it on you.
— RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS
gwen is so loyal and loving to you
she’s not the best at affection at first but she gets better at it
her love languages are AND IN THIS ORDER : acts of service, physical affection, words of affirmation
like i said, she isn’t the best at first with affection and don’t even get me started on her fear of initiating kisses…
to compensate for that she shows that she loves you through giving you her jacket when she’s cold, bending down to tie your shoes so you don’t have to, buying you things you want (this includes if you take certain meds like for my pcos people: birth control, iron, etc if she can she will pick it up for you so you can relax at home), and sm more
if you mention a place you wanna go? you both are there INSTANTLY
it’s just part of how good she listens to you
with physical affection it starts off slow with hugs
she may be tense at first even if you guys hugged as friends it’s just so different now for her
but she’ll slowly go from hugging you back, to your waist, and get comfortable enough to put her hands on your hips
she’ll rub circles on your thighs, back, arm and won’t even notice
she’s a big spoon.
she doesn’t mind being the little spoon, especially after a long day when she just wants to throw herself onto you
gwen was tired patrolling the city as spiderwoman. she had been on her feet all day, and all she wanted to do was see you, collapse on your bed, and rest. since you weren’t aware of her secret identity yet, she did a quick stop at her place to change close before she went to see you.
she knocked and you opened the door in an instant as she had texted you beforehand she was coming by and you were waiting impatiently to see your girlfriend. you took gwen up by the hand to your room and laid on the bed asking her about her day as she set her bag down with no reply.
without a second thought, gwen padded over to the bed and climbed on top of you, laying her head on your chest. you giggled and wrapped your legs around gwen’s waist, pulling her closer.
“tired girl had a rough day?” you teased, looking down at her head buried in your chest. "mhmm, you have no idea. i just need to rest for a little bit,” she replied, snuggling closer into you as if you guys weren’t skin to skin already.
you guys sat there for a couple moments enjoying each others company and the warmth you both provided to each other. that was until gwen’s weight became too much for you.
you tapped her back a couple times, "okay, okay, you're crushing me. get off!"
gwen, feeling mischievous, refused to budge. she flexed her muscles and held her ground, playfully messing with you and refusing to move.
"what, you can't handle a little weight? come on, show me what you've got," she challenged, her voice raspy and low from being tired.
“you’re such a menace gwen! if you don’t get your 5’7 goliath self off of me-” you groaned out, pretending to struggle. but it was clear that gwen's muscles were too strong for you. “fine, fine! you win. you’re too strong for me… and heavy,” you admitted in defeat.
"that's right. you better remember that,” she joked, shifting her body to make it less heavy on you. “i will, damn. just come here.”
gwen relented and got off you. an hour after tho.
she also likes words of affirmation because sometimes she has self doubt of if she even deserves to have you or if she treats you right
the last thing she wants is for you to feel neglected or unloved because of her secret duty as spiderwoman
she’s not a fan of super cheesy pet names and plus you both are teens going into young adult so she def ain’t pulling no “honey where’s my super suit” frozone shit on you
she doesn’t like using baby, she thinks it’s cringe
her favorite n most common pet names for you beside calling you your name is babe, my girl, beautiful, gorgeous and anything that doesn’t sound like a middle aged couple
random but she fidgets with your hands like she plays with them when she’s cuddling with you and in deep thought or when she’s just bored
gwen also isn’t too big on pda
in public she’ll hold your hand and give you quick kisses but never will she ever start eating your face at lockers before class im sorry to say this to you
gwen is super protective tho she’ll hold you waist and guide you through a crowd
like she will walk you to class and give you a quick kiss but major pda is just cringe and uncomfortable for her
trust she’s all over you in private, public just isn’t for her
but this girl is the EMBODIMENT of wlw hand placement
you like how calloused and rough her hands feel because it reflects her personality being a drummer and all but also her love for music, the reason for why her hands are so tough
y’all could be cuddling or just sitting next to each other watching tv and all of a sudden her arm is around your shoulder and her hand is laying on your chest inches away from your boobs
or another time she let you sit on her lap and while you’re there she’s rubbing her hands up and down from your waist to your thigh to your knee and back up again where she’ll caress the curves of your waist and all around
HAND PLACEMENT!!!
and trust she will have a firm grip on your hip to hold you down closer
she doesn’t mean it in a sexual way tho she wouldn’t mind it getting suggestive and turning it into a makeout if you love her touch that much
it’s just that she’s a touchy person and loves to have a hand on you just to feel you there
speaking of kisses…gwen loves them
she’s just too shy to initiate.
you just make her nervous like she’s very secure in your guys relationship and is comfortable but you’re just so pretty and she loves you sm she doesn’t want you to hate it-
as you two got closer you saw glimpses of into her life you never would have seen before. but you also saw glimpses of gwen’s other life, which she didn’t want you to see. not just yet.
you and gwen had a date at the park, you just wanted to do something peaceful with her since she seemed bothered with something lately, and whatever it was she avoided telling you in the slightest.
it didn’t help that when she finally showed up she had a black and blue at the side of her lip with bruised knuckles.
you went up and hugged her tightly, her hands running up and down your back as you pulled away and sat her next to you on the bench. “gwen, what the hell? are you ok? where were you?” you questioned.
gwen just scratched the back of her neck anxiously ready to spew out another excuse to you. “my dad needed me to pick up some groceries last minute. but me being stupid trying to rush, i tripped and fell down some stairs haha,” she lied through her teeth. “what’s crazy is that you think im stupid enough to believe that,” you answered, eyes squinted as you stared into her.
as the moments passed in silence, gwen's heart raced with anxiety. she knew that she had messed up by lying to her girlfriend, but she couldn't bring herself to reveal the truth about her secret life just yet. finally, she spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper.
“i’m sorry," gwen said, her eyes still fixed on the ground. "i shouldn't have lied to you, but k just… i’m not ready to share everything with you yet. It's complicated."
you took her hand and squeezed it gently. "i understand that, gwen. i don't expect you to share everything with me right away. but just please, don't lie to me. i just want to be here for you and support you, no matter what. i can wait for you as long as you need me to until you're ready.”
gwen felt a wave of gratitude wash over her. she’s never felt so seen and understood by anyone before. she was so grateful to have you as her girlfriend.
"thank you," she said, her eyes meeting yours for the first time since she arrived at the park.
gwen squeezed your hand back, looking down at your lips and the beautiful smile displayed on them, then back to your eyes.
without a word you both started to lean in. when you both were inches apart and you felt her breath on your lips, she locked eyes with you as you felt the anticipation before closing her own and kissing you passionately. it was soft and sweet, but there was an electricity between them that made gwen's heart race. when you both pulled away, you looked at each other with wide eyes and big smiles.
"wow," gwen said, still feeling a bit breathless. you chuckled softly, "yeah, wow…you have such a way with words.” gwen laughed, feeling a sense of lightness and joy that she had never felt before.
"i can't believe we just did that," she said. "me neither," you replied. "but I'm really glad we did." gwen felt a sense of warmth spread through her chest.
"me too.”
you both sat in silence for a moment, still holding hands. gwen's mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts and emotions, she didn't know how to articulate them all. but what she did know is that she would come clean to you about her double life, just when she’s ready. like you said.
her kisses are gentle and sweet
at the beginning of the relationship they were quick or just pecks on the lip but now? she loves to just hold you in place while deepening a kiss and she doesn’t mind if it gets sloppy she just wants to feel your love every way she can
she’ll kiss all over your body
kisses to your legs, kisses littered on your thighs, kisses down your neck, kisses to your temple, a soft kiss to the forehead, you name it she will press her lips against it and kiss it
she likes to make out…like a lot
it’s not in a way where she wants to do it every time she sees you, she just likes how slow you two can go and revel in each others company and how she can feel her lips on yours and her tongue kissing the inside of your mouth
bonus points if she gets you in her lap or straddling her waist so she can hug you, feel you, push your back forward with her hand to press you closer to her
she can get flustered about it, especially that one time she was so into it that when she pulled away a thin string of saliva kept the two of you connected
but that’s a fic for another time
she’ll lick your bottom lip for entrance and when she feels like messing with you she’ll bite it
and she does love kissing your neck down to your chest and plenty multiple kisses on your chest
i don’t think she would do hickies tho unless by accident but when she does it’s not anywhere visible because she does NOT want her father seeing allat
ANYWAYS she eventually tells you about her secret identity and she really stresses out about it
like she’s crying on the verge of violent sobs and you tell her that you love her for the first time even if it’s as mind baffling as it is
the “i love you” bit doesn’t make it any better considering she’s now an even more emotional wreck
gwen took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to tell her girlfriend the truth about her secret life as the ghost-spider.
she knew it was a risk, but she couldn't keep lying to the person she loved.
"i have to tell you something," gwen said, her voice shaking slightly. "i'm spiderwoman. i fight crime and protect the city. i know it’s hard to believe but it’s true. and it’s who i am."
your eyes widened in surprise, but then she smiled. "i had a feeling there was more to your life than you were letting on," you said. "gwen if you think this is gonna make me run away from you im almost offended. i didn’t even know you were taking this up all on your own and im definitely not letting it stay that way. im here for you, always. gwen i… i love you,"
gwen felt a weight lifted off her shoulders as she saw the acceptance and love in her girlfriend's eyes. "thank you," she said, feeling tears of relief and joy welling up in her eyes.
it was like gwens ghost astral projected into heaven and came back down. she was in disbelief and immediately pulled you into her arms, telling you how much she loved and appreciated you too. the tears threatened to fall. and they did.
you’re relationship after that was just as strong
when she got hurt as spiderwoman, she would visit you through the window for you to patch her up
just in general now that you knew, she would pull up to your place anytime if she wanted to see you
she would shoot you a quick text about it tho…it just may be while she’s already outside
and the text may read “babe open your window pls”
she’ll even come during the middle of the night if she can’t sleep but for this she will actually text you to see if you’re up. she’s not gon break into your home and sneak into your bed she is not miguel on some daddy daycare meets freaky friday type foolery
she loves sleeping with you because you provide her so much comfort and clear her mind
there is nothing that could bring her to sleep faster than her holding you in her strong grasp, hands around your waist, and her head in the crook of your neck while you string your fingers through her hair
she’s just so whipped for you like she may not act like it in front of you but to others it’s very clear that you have her wrapped around your pretty finger
she literally spontaneously combusts when she sees you in her clothes
because of you being the height that you are and gwen basically being a giant compared to you, her clothes tend to be big on you
which she loves
you just look better than her in her own clothes
and DONT think she doesn’t take your clothes too, because she does
sweaters, shirts, pants, SHOES…she’s a thief and she knows it
bonus points if the clothes she take still smell like you and your signature perfume, it makes her blush
sometimes when you two plan a date she stops because she likes to see the thought process behind your outfits and help you with your look if you ask
truly she’s there to admire you
one time she came and your guardian answered saying you were upstairs so she opened the door and you weren’t even fully dressed it was a skirt and your bra on while you were in the mirror deciding between a pink shirt and another
gwen freaked out and slammed the door muttering like eighteen apologizes but you told her it was ok for her to come in but when she did she couldn’t look you in the eye for too long and stared at her feet so she didn’t die of embarrassment
she chose the pink top.
but she loves when you wear her clothes out like not even as pajamas so you can sleep soundly to the smell of gwen
especially if you two are on a date and you wear one of her jackets it just feels like you’re truly hers
and it lets others know too
“hey ladies, mind if i join?” the guy asked, sliding onto the barstool next to you both.
gwen leaned closer to you as you turned to her with an awkward smile, a clear sign of discomfort that she didn’t like one bit.
"actually, we do mind. we were just enjoying some alone time," your girlfriend snapped at the guy.
the airhead didn't seem to catch on, and instead turned his attention to you. "so, what's your name?" he asked, leaning in a little too close for comfort.
gwen felt a twinge of annoyance, but tried to remain polite. "i’m (y/n), and this is my girlfriend," you said, nodding towards her. “yeah im gwen, her girlfriend,” she said in a low, rough tone, her eyes dark with frustration. gwen ightened her grip on her girlfriend's waist, silently daring the guy to make another move.
silence fell at the info drop of you two being together.
then he finally got the hint.
"oh? ohhhhh… didn't realize you two were a couple” he replied blankly, still not leaving.
"yeah well, now you know," gwen said firmly, placing a protective arm around your shoulders. "but we're going to go back to our date now, so if you'll excuse us…”
when gwen is jealous she immediately gives to person glares of death like literally staring daggers into them
her jealousy doesn’t even stem from another person just talking to you like don’t get her wrong, she loves your attention! but she’s not gonna side eye anybody just because they shook your hand in told you good job or if a classmate needed help with something
no, her jealousy comes from when she KNOWS people want you
she can’t blame them you’re literally gorgeous in every way and you guys aren’t a “in your face” type couple but you never deny being together
so when somebody starts trying to flirt with you or make any advances she usually goes quiet because she trusts you know how to take care of yourself and handle a weirdo or two
if she’s there she’ll put a hand on the small of your back or around your waist
she gets involved only when you start showing signs of discomfort at the person talking to you
she won’t stand for it.
she’ll tell them off and if worse comes to worse she WILL fight a mf for you and accept the consequences later
it just all comes from a place of wanting to protect you
you mean so much to her and after everything she’s lost she doesn’t want you to be one of those
that’s why she tries to keep you out of her spiderwoman lifestyle as much as possible because if she found out you got hurt or she put you in danger because you were dating her, gwen could never forgive herself even if you could
overall, gwen is the most loving girlfriend, wants to give you the world, and will try to. you just understand her so well and are so patient, who can blame her for looking at you like you hung the moon and stars? because to her, you did.
A/N: hey so this is my first time posting on tumblr because i noticed the drought under gwen x reader and decided imma feel this shit up so im writing a oneshot next and my requests are open <33 ty for reading i hoped it quenched y’all thirst
© 2023 primaviva
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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
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HOW MANY DAYS HAS passed since you found yourself in this situation with him again? The passage of time eluded you, as you had stopped keeping track, but it seemed like you had been trapped in this place for months, perhaps even a year. It felt like an eternity since he orchestrated your fake ‘death’ and locked you up in his place.
You’re not weak by any means, in fact, you’re strong, as you were a grade one sorcerer, but when faced with Satoru, you were nothing. No matter how much effort you put into finding a way out or escaping him, it seemed futile.
He was the strongest after all.
Should you attempt to flee, say goodbye to your walking privilege as he would incapacitate you by breaking your legs with.
Any resistance or argument on your part would only result in more severe punishment and degradation at his hands.
You try to use your domain expansion and fight back? He’ll use his domain expansion too and it doesn’t end well on your part.
Even if you dared to confront him and try to reason with his twisted mind, you would find yourself outmaneuvered and manipulated.
Asking others for help was equally fruitless, because what can they do against the strongest sorcerer?
You tried to ask Shoko for help, but unfortunately, she is unable to intervene in the situation. However, she mentioned that there is a person who has the ability to control and Tame Satoru—Suguru. Sadly, the dilemma lies in the fact that Suguru is no longer alive, and it was Satoru Himself who killed Suguru.
Suguru was the only reason why you joined jujutsu high. You wanted to find Suguru’s body, since according to your sisters, Nanako and Mimiko, Suguru’s body wasn't cremated, so you joined jujutsu high to look for suguru’s body, and to also get some information, because vengeance is what you seek.
Gathering information about the school and the sorcerers there was made easier by your loud teacher—Satoru Gojo, who constantly yaps and shares details about literally anything.
Anything but Suguru.
Unfortunately for you though, Satoru ended up finding out that you’re a traitor.
And that’s the main reason why you’re stuck with him.
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Satoru’s fingers were lightly pressing against your throat, exerting gentle pressure that caused discomfort yet not crossing the threshold into pain. His touch was brand and it felt like a scorching imprint on your flesh. His fingertips grazed the delicate skin of your throat, tracing the rhythm of your racing pulse. His nose was nestled into the curve where your neck meets your shoulder, his breath hot and oppressive. Unconsciously, your fingers curled in response to his touch as you tried to distance yourself from him—yet, unable to tune him out.
You fought back the rising bile in your throat, swallowing hard to prevent it from rising and vomiting, your every muscle tense with discomfort. 
You squirmed uneasily, unable to escape as his other hand pressed firmly against your tummy, immobilizing you while his grip on your neck intensified, forcing your spine to meld into his chest as you were practically ensnared on his lap. Your jaw clenched, your airway constricting involuntarily, making each breath a struggle.
“S’toru,” You whined in discomfort.
“Relax your throat, baby” he coaxed, loosening his hold slightly. With great effort, you tried to comply, swallowing down a torrent of curses and insults that threatened to escape.
“Don’t vomit on me... ‘m just trying to listen to your pulse, n’ see if you’re healthy or not.” He assured you, a honeyed lie.
But you’re not. You wanted to say.
You’re trying to choke me. You said mentally.
“Come on, relax, pretty girl.”
He drawled, his icy blue eyes narrowing as they pierced through you from beneath his pale lashes.
“No...” You murmured.
“Don’t worry about me.. I’m.. calm.” you feigned, though the erratic thumping of your heart against your ribcage betrayed your facade. His sharp ears likely caught the drumming tempo echoing through the hollow of your neck.
“But you’re not.” He said.
“Hmph. Such a pretty liar, are you? Don't gaslight yourself.” he admonished, a disapproving shake of his head punctuating his words. You ground your teeth in frustration.
“You’re the one gaslighting me here,” you countered, a futile attempt to deflect his observation. Deep down, you knew his accusation rang true—a self-imposed gaslight, for you were only convincing yourself of a false relaxation, when infact, you are beyond calm.
“Tsk, tsk. Liar.” his voice carried a weight of disappointment as his hand migrated from your neck to your jaw, the firm pinch of his forefinger and thumb steering your gaze towards his stare.
“Fine,” you huffed. Each breath felt like hot coals burning in your lungs, and your muscles tightened like steel cables. As you clenched your fists, the skin on your knuckles paled beneath the pressure, your nails digging crescents into your palms.
 “I’m not calm,” you uttered stiffly, almost choking on the words as if they were bitter pills forced out of your mouth. Satoru cocked an eyebrow at your admission. His lips curled into a smirk, a condescending smile.
“I know, babe,” he murmured.
“Then why ask?” You asked sharply, [E/c] eyes narrowed.
“Why would you lie in the first place?” He asks back.
You fell into an uneasy silence, not knowing what to say.
“That’s what i thought.” Satoru scoffs.
You grimaced as his warm breath tickled your skin as he pressed a gentle kiss to your neck, his hand going underneath the fabric of your shirt. A shiver ran down your spine at the touch, a mix of revulsion and fear coiling within you as you fought the urge to swat his hand away.
You were keenly aware of the thin line you were threading, one wrong mood can cause Satoru to get mad. And satoru getting mad was far from the things that you would enjoy.
You don’t want to deal with a pissed satoru.
“Was that hard to admit?” Satoru asked suddenly.
You shook your head, the movement terse and strained, like a puppet pulled by invisible strings.
“Words, baby. Use your words,” he prompted.
“No... it’s not hard to admit,” you forced the words out through gritted teeth as he lets out a mocking laugh.
“Tsk, such a prideful princess,” he teased, his amusement palpable. You fixed your gaze on the ground, unable to meet his eyes, the weight of his hands on your body sending discomfort through your nerves. The struggle to maintain your composure, to resist the urge to push him away, felt like a battle
“But hey, you lied again, didn’t you? It was hard for you to admit that after all.” Satoru says, and you stiffened as you felt his gaze burning into you.
“What do you mean?” You feigned innocence.
“Don’t play dumb, pretty girl.” He glared at you.
That stupid cold stare of his never failed to make the hairs in your skin go up, and you hated it.
The adoring light that once danced in his gaze whenever he’s looking at you had been extinguished, replaced by a frigid darkness. His words and demeanor was now clashed with the vibrancy that once filled his eyes.
You hated it. You loathed it.
Loathed the way he looked at you in such a cold way, loathed the way he would always manipulate you, make you feel bad and blame you for everything.
This wasn’t the satoru that you had fallen for.
“you know, [Name]...When you lie,” he began, his thumb delicately tracing the lush curve of your lips. The urge to sink your teeth into his probing digit churned within you, an impulse that you struggled to suppress.
How did it go south so fast? He wasn’t like this before.
“Even if s’just a seemingly harmless little lie just like the one you just uttered,” he continued, exhaling a sigh heavy with disappointment.
“When you lie, it makes me remember how much of a traitor you are.”
With a sharp press, his thumb breached the barrier of your closed lips, barely grazing the tips of your teeth. A shiver ran down your spine at the invasion as he skillfully maneuvered his thumb into the warm recesses of your mouth, grazing against the tender foliate of your tongue.
“Traitors, don’t deserve mercy y’know?” He mused.
Gritting your teeth, you bit down on the inside of your cheek to suppress the snarl that threatened to escape.
“But lucky for you, i love you, so I’ll be showin’ you mercy.”
“Love?” You repeated incredulously, your words muffled.
He claims to love you, despite the vile deeds he's committed? The audacity of those words sends a surge of rage coursing through your veins. You make a desperate move to chomp down on his finger, but limitless stopped you.
The moment you does so, Satoru laughs.
“See? You Fuckin’ traitor.” He snorts.
“Can’t even trust you for a second, can I?” he drawls, and your insides twist with guilt and terror when you realize what you almost did. 
Shit. You messed up.
“Thought that you’re a good girl by now but looks like you’re still on your rebellious phase, hm?” He taunts.
“I didn’t meant to—” You tried to defend yourself but he interrupted you.
“I’m speaking.” He said firmly, and you shifts, hand twitching.
“But i—”
“I said i’m speaking.” His voice now rose making you flinch.
“If I turn limitless off, you’d take a bite outta me, ‘m sure of that.” he said, shaking his head as he withdraws his now moistened finger from your trembling lips, tainted with your own saliva.
He was right, but you’re not gonna admit that. If he has limitless turned off, you’ll smash his head on the wall.
“I didn’t mean to..” You said, swallowing thickly. But you did meant to do that though.
Satoru rolled his eyes.
“When will you stop lying?”
“Never thought that suguru would raise such a brat, a traitor one and a liar, at that.”
He says wearily, rubbing his temples in exasperation.
“Gosh, such a careless father, letting his poor daughter go.. but hey, i can’t blame him now, can i?” He hums, stroking his chin.
“I mean... He’s the reason why i met my sweet little [Name] after all.”
The mere mention of suguru being careless made the fragile tether of your composure snap.
Suguru was not careless.
You hated it when people talk shit about Suguru.
Your eyes widened with furious intensity, your blood coursing hot with rage as a vein visibly throbbed on your forehead. Anger constricted your throat, making it difficult to even breathe. In a moment of pure instinct, you crossed your fingers together, ready to use your domain expansion.
CRACK!
However, before you could fully comprehend what was happening, he snapped your fingers, twisting it, sending a jolt of pain throughout your body.
“What did i tell you about trying to use your domain expansion again?” His questioning gaze intensified as he firmly grasped your fingers, causing your eyes to widen in shock.
Then another came.
CRACK!
Then a ripping sound echoed through your ears.
You felt a sharp pain as blood started to trickle down from where he had inflicted wounds on your fingers. Your heart sank as you heard the sound of your severed fingers hitting the ground.
A scream was about to escape from your lips until he silenced you with a forceful kiss. His teeth clashed against yours as he firmly gripped your hip, effortlessly flipping you over and pinning you down.  
As he broke away from the kiss, a thin trail of saliva lingered between your mouths, and you felt like you're going to vomit.
“That’s the third time that you’re trying to use your domain expansion on me,” he snarls, seizing both of your wrists with one hand and securing them above your head while straddling you. 
“Haah.. ‘ve forgiven you for the other two times, but it’s getting annoying now. Try to use it once again and I’ll cut both of your hands off, okay?”
“There, there, don’t cry. It’s your own fault anyways.” Satoru comforts you as if he hadn’t just cut your fingers off. He gently licks the tears from your cheeks, savoring them as if they were sweet syrup, causing you to continue sobbing.
“Maybe if you weren’t so feisty and disobedient this wouldn’t happen... Suguru seriously forgot to teach you some manners, didn’t he?”
Shaking his head in disappointment, he lifts your hand to his lips and kisses it, displaying a strange mix of affection and detachment despite the gruesome act he just committed.
Looking down at you, Satoru grins, his eyelashes fluttering shut like those of an angel, looking peaceful.
Looking so innocent despite doing gruesome things.
Just like the Devil In Disguise .
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You, Me, & The Constellations
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Masc!Reader x Ellie Williams
Summary: This fic is based off of this request. This is your typical 'two best friends who have been secretly pining for each other for almost their entire lives, but finally confront each other with their feelings' kind of fic. This is a mix of flufff and super slight angst.
Warning: Things get slightly heated at the end, but honestly no warnings (if you see any you think I should add feel free to tell me!).
Word Count: 6.2k
Ellie was a force to be reckoned with, you knew this much was true.
What you didn't know was how literal this definition of the auburn haired girl was.
She was brunt with her enemies, a ruthless killer when she needed to be, and didn't take shit from anyone, even if it was someone she loved. But what truly struck you was just how deep the metaphorical arrow was in your chest from the moment that you laid eyes on her. How she indeed was a force to be reckoned with, but more so in the sense of how much she would fill up your life with a love that you didn't think was possible.
Ellie and Joel were brought into Jackson when you were just a fourteen year old kid. The both of you were around the same age so naturally you were lumped together, along with all of the other kids your age, but Ellie... there was always something different about Ellie.
You weren't sure if it was because she was loud and always striking up a joke in the middle of the worst situations, or how she was always the one getting praised from your teachers and mentors who were showing you different combat techniques to perform while out on patrol. Or just the simple fact that neither of you were like the other girls in your age group..at least not the ones you were around.
"You should smile more Ellie, wouldn't want anyone to think you're a prude." "Why are you always sitting with your legs spread, we wouldn't want the boys getting the wrong impression would we?" "You two spend too much time together..you're going to give people the wrong idea."
You and Ellie would scoff at anyone trying to tell her to dress "nicer", whatever that even means in a zombie apocalypse. And you would rather die than ask a guy if he wanted to walk around Jackson with you or, god forbid, you were never putting a dress on your body.
Through the years there was a constant pull to her and you never really could pin point why. At the time of your youth, it was easy to narrow it down to this just being someone who was your best friend who you had literally grown up with. However, as adulthood crept in and that feeling never seemed to cease, you began to dive deeper into this intense love that you had for Ellie.
What you hadn't realized was Ellie had done this deep dive of her feelings for you years before. The moment the both of you were introduced, she was hiding the fact that she wanted to marvel over how beautiful you were. The more and more the both of you connected and grew in friendship, the romantic feelings Ellie held for you would too grow more and more.
Ellie was young back then, but she knew what love felt like, and that feeling never wavered, simply just grew.
She was smitten, but didn't say anything. Primarily because she didn't think you returned that feeling, at least not one in a romantic nature. But in the back of her mind, Ellie also questioned how the both of you could be so close for years and years and years-either of you literally joined at the hip, which didn't go unnoticed to the Jackson dwellers-and have this feeling be strictly platonic.
It didn't help that neither of you had a reason to leave the others side.
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"My mom keeps wanting to me to ask this dude out."
Sixteen year old you and Ellie were both sat criss cross in the grass located in the park in the middle of Jackson. Ellie had previously been devouring an apple, until your words made her stop in a heap of panic that she tried to conceal.
"What?"
"You know that one guy..fuck, I don't even know his name...but yeah, my mom thinks me and him would be 'really good together." As you recited the exact words your mother said, you couldn't help but pinch your face in disgust at even the thought of hanging out with that boy or any boy in that way.
"I mean..what's so bad about him?" Ellie asked with a slight pleasure to her tone at the fact that you seemed quite literally disgusted at the thought of this guy and you being anything but acquaintances.
"He's just", You began with a sigh, "I don't know... I just don't see him like that or any guy really."
At that, Ellie felt her shoulders perk up as a tiny smirk appeared on her lips as she continued to chew on her apple. "So..you don't like guys?"
You shrugged, staring off into the blue sky as you joined Ellie in continuing to feast on your snack.
You'd never really thought about it like that..but Ellie was right. You'd never really felt that romance or other lovey dovey bull shit with a guy before.
"Who knows. Maybe I'm broken," you chuckled as your hand went to pull apart pieces of the green grass that had grown up from the ground.
"Nah, you're not broken.."
You looked up at Ellie as she spoke the kind words..or what you thought were kind.
"...just a dumbass."
Ellie had a shit eating grin on her face as you shoved her shoulder playfully with yours.
"Shut up El."
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From that day on, you could never see Ellie the same again.
Why didn't you want to ask that guy out? Why did it make you feel literally disgusted at the concept of a simple date with that guy..or any guy really? Why did you not feel even a fraction of that disgust when wanting to hang out with Ellie? Or even more with Ellie..
It didn't take long for you to start noticing things about Ellie that you hadn't previously before..or rather, viewing them through a different lens.
You always took note of how Ellie dressed and the way it complimented her vibe. However, you never truly stopped to take in the way her thighs were full and muscular as they filled up the denim, the way how when her sleeves were rolled up they complimented her strong forearm and biceps.
Now, you had to stop yourself with silent scolding so you wouldn't physically stare and marvel at Ellie, the work of art displayed in front of you basically every day.
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You and Ellie were both in your early twenties now. Both still single, both still joined at the hip, and both still silently pining after the other as if their life depended on it.
"So according to this book and my journal.." Ellie trailed off from the rant she had been on for what felt like an hour as you both sat in her home; Ellie sitting up straight on her couch and you laying down with your back flat and your head in her lap as you tried your best to focus on the tattered novel that sat in your hands.
It was proving unsuccessful as your attention would get caught up in any random words or expression Ellie would shout as she sifted through her book and journal that were full of nearly ripped out and stained pages from all of the use she got out of them through the years.
"Yes! Okay, according to my calculations in this book there should be a full moon tonight!"
Gently, you let out a giggle as you peered over the top of your book and up at your best friend, "How the fuck are you able to calculate that?"
With a smirk, Ellie continued shifting through the pages of her book, "Cause I'm just that good, that's why."
"Mhmm, sure you are."
In admiration, you watched as Ellie grabbed the pencil she had previously tucked behind her ear, and scribbled what you could only assume was some science astro-what have you that you wouldn't be able to understand, no matter how much Ellie tried to teach you.
After a few minutes of comfortable silence, you inquired about what Ellie had been talking about earlier if there was in fact a full moon tonight.
"Are you going up to that hill tonight then?
"Yeah," Ellie nodded, setting her book next to her, "You should come with me."
"What?"
"Come with me. It'll be fun..we could bring a blanket and just chill and shit"
In her twisted mind, Ellie was internally praying you'd say yes. Not that she mentioned the star gazing just to entice you to come or anything. It absolutely wasn't her trying to do something that was the tiniest bit romantic in nature thinking it would somehow sprinkle loves magic pixie dust, or whatever the fairytale bullshit was.
"I don't know Ellie."
Though your voice came out as dismissive and indecisive to Ellie's ears, your thoughts were spiraling in a tornado-like whirlwind. Anytime Ellie asked you to hang out, whether it be to grab dinner together or to sit on the couch next to each other doing individual things, much like you were doing now-it never failed to have a hum of electricity going through the veins that connected like tendrils to your heart.
Hell, it seemed like ever since you realized how desperately in love you were with her, at the ripe age of sixteen, it had always been like this.
"C'monnn," Ellie dragged out her words with a whine. "It'll be fun and chill. Plus! It's the perfect weather."
Ellie never needed to convince you to hang out with her. You would gladly give up going to one of those fancy award shows that played on tv before..the ones that people had parties for and dressed up and shit. Of course, that was all before the fungus overcame the worlds cause and, frankly, before you were even born, but that was besides the point. What mattered was nothing, and you meant absolutely nothing, would prevent you from turning down a chance to hang with the girl you were invisibly pining after.
Matching Ellie's prior actions, you set your book to rest on the lumpy cushion on the couch. Your eyes shifted and found Ellie peering down at you like a kid anxiously awaiting the answer they were hoping for.
"Alright, I'm down."
"Excellent!"
You and Ellie ran around her home, stuffing everything the both of you thought you might need for the evening into a beige stained cloth bag. Of course, Ellie was nearing three bags of stuff before you put your foot down and insisted that you actually didn't need to bring 3 different types of alcohol with you.
"What if we want mixed drinks or something?"
"Ellie, we are in the midst of a zombie fucking apocalypse and you're thinking about mixed drinks?"
You playfully bullied your best friend, making her laugh as she came to her senses.
"Fine. Just wine then?"
You nodded with a smile before grasping the top of the bottle that was being cradled in Ellie's palm and stuffing it into the one bag that you had somehow talked Ellie down to.
As the both of you made your way up the hill, about a 1/2 mile from the residential area of Jackson, the air was crisp as it blew through the fabric of your hoodie. One would compare this kind of weather to a fall night; not too cold, not too hot.
"I think I see it."
Fifteen minutes into your walk, Ellie lifted her lean neck to peak over the prairie land greenery and point towards the direction where the grass rose above its usual flat laying land.
"'s gotta be."
"Cmon then!"
Suddenly, Ellie was grabbing your hand and pulling you into a running speed towards the direction of the hill; it felt like it did when you were kids and getting yourselves in trouble for disappearing into uncharted areas.
Even though you had both put your lives in danger at some points during these child-like escapades, you'd never trade those adventures for anything, especially when they were had with the person you loved more than anything.
You hadn't stopped giggling the entire run up the hill until you were breathing heavily for air once you came to a halt as you hit the highest point of the grass covered mount. Even as you breathed rapidly to catch your breath after running at an incline, you couldn't take your eyes off of Ellie as she marveled at the expanse of land that usually wasn't in view from the flat plains she called home.
Now she was able to see the trees and plains for miles as they ran as far as she could see until they met the nearing dark sky. Your smile was massive watching this girl, this beautiful fucking girl, as she had a grin smeared across her face and her eyes devoured the beautiful land that she had found just for the two of you.
Ellie felt pride in herself for being successful in the planing of this adventure that she created with you in mind. So excited, she felt as if she was on some sort of upper as she spread her arms out in full wing span and began to twirl around slowly.
You laughed, watching her stumble and nearly trip as her feet quickly pivoted her body around in a circle. The wind in her hair moving it so much so, that it was covering half of her face when she did eventually stop.
"You're going to make yourself dizzy!" you squealed as you ran up to Ellie and wrapped your arms around her shoulder which caused the both of you to fall to the grass in a fit of laughter.
The weather, her arm around your shoulder, your head on her chest; what could be more euphoric than this? You didn't know and you didn't care to explore any other options of euphoria. Not when you had this.
Ellie lips traveled down to the top of your head as her arm drifted from your shoulder down to the keys that hung on a clip attached to a belt loop on your jeans.
You were much too busy enjoying this moment that you didn't' notice Ellie moving her fingers along the few keys on your carabiner..until you felt her finger push the silver part in, releasing the clip from its denim loop.
Ellie hung the keys above her head like a mobile above a babies crib. Her eyes fixating on something as if she were on a mission.
You knowingly smirked, "It's next to the silver key", you glided your finger against the tip of the key. Next to it, was a paper clip nearly rusted to the point of breaking in half, yet somehow still clung on.
Ellie smiled as she ran her finger acrossed it, but doing so gently. "You still have it."
You nodded, "Of course I do, why wouldn't I?"
Ellie felt a warmth spread over her as she continued examining the relic from your teenage hood together.
"You remember when I gave it to you right?'
You nodded as your front teeth gently chewed on your bottom lip, "After the fall dance."
Ellie smiled as her mind began to picture everything about that night - the warmth of the twinkling lights set up in the barn in Jackson, the amount of alcohol Ellie had in her system that night...the way your flannel hugged you just right and how she nearly had to stop her drunken self from grazing her hand along your waist and lingering for however long you'd let her.
Ellie let out a blushed chuckle as she looked over at you as you now laid parallel to one another. Her hand held your key as she outstretched it to you in a way that nearly mimicked the Sistine chapel. You copied Ellie, stretching your arm out with your palm facing to the sky as she dropped the cold keys in your hand.
After the interaction, the both of you turned your eyes towards the sky as the conversation continued.
"Remember how hard Jesse freaked out over Dina in a dress."
You shook your hide slightly with an amused grin, "Oh god, yeah."
"I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head."
"I'm pretty sure they did."
Ellie raised her eyebrows as she muttered, "true", but the nonchalant conversation was quickly turned into Ellie frantically moving into a sitting position as her eyes stayed transfixed on the fully dark sky.
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy-"
"What? What's wrong?!," you shot up, joining in on her sitting stance.
But Ellie didn't have time to answer you as she rose to her feet and quickly grabbed her notebook out of the cloth bag that you both had packed.
You observed Ellie as she looked like a mad scientist wracking through all of their materials, but really, Ellie was searching for her notes..all the preparation she did for this night in the hopes that it would somehow work this time. That she could somehow win you over. Finally.
"Are you going to tell me what the fuck you're on about?"
Ellie looked over her shoulder, her finger marking the page she was searching for, as she looked at your questioning gaze as you now stood directly behind her.
"Sorry..", Ellie really was embarrassed. She was always finding herself doing this..this impulsivity before thinking everything all the way through. "I just wanted to uh-I wanted to get the blanket and everything set up now that the stars are out!"
Your eyes were telling of your befuddled expression; you weren't buying it, but you also weren't going to call out your best friend either.
"Alright well..help me get the blanket flat on the ground then?"
Ellie nodded as the both of you took the water proofed material out of the bag and held each of the opposing ends until the material was lying flat on the cold grass.
"I brought the other blanket too. Figured we would get cold when the sun went down."
"You're always thinking of the shit I'd never remember."
"And the shit you would regret," you quirked with a hint of ego.
"Yeah, yeah", Ellie smirked as she watched you come to a seated position with the bottle of wine and battery operated lantern in your hand. She joined you soon after with her knees pulled upwards and her elbows resting on the tops of her knee caps. The both of you passing the bottle back and forth between conversation.
"You going to tell me what that freak out was all about?"
"Oh..uh yeah..I just thought it would be cool to show you where all of the constellations are and I have them written in my notebook so-"
"That's so fucking cute," you interrupted because you simply couldn't hold that one in even if god himself commanded you not to.
Ellie breathed a sigh of relief at your glowing expression. The last thing Ellie wanted you to think was that she was lame. It didn't matter that you had never made her feel like that in the entirety of your friendship..she was still so nervous about having you perceive her in a positive way.
You watched as redness overtook Ellie's cheeks as she flipped her notebook open to the page her finger had marked.
Was that a blush? No, Maybe her cheeks were always that red.
You shook off the thoughts from your observation as you lowered your back to rest along the blanket, Ellie following suit as she held her notebook above her head.
"So you know where like Saturn and all that other shit is?"
Ellie nodded, "I think so."
Her voice was deep in thought as she began a repetitive motion of holding her notebook up to the sky, lowering down the notebook to fact check her studies, and then back to holding her notebook up again until she was certain she could recite it by memory.
"Alright, you see those stars over there," Ellie said, leaning her head slightly more in towards you as her finger pointed to the left side of the sky.
Your shoulder and head naturally moved inwards toward Ellie as you looked in the direction of her point. The warmth of each others bodies now a very prominent reminder of just how close you both were laying next to one another.
"That's Aquarius,", Ellie's finger began drawing out the stars for you and every other one she pointed out after that. Always talking softly as she murmured little facts about them and you nodding as you hung on her every word.
She could have been going on for hours or it could've just been 30 mins....neither of you knew, neither of you cared.
Eventually, you both fell into a comfortable silence as you laid inches apart from one another and took in the night sky now that it was filled with all of the knowledge Ellie had pumped into you.
You breathed in...and out. Wagering in your head how you got here. How the hell did you manage to get so lucky to have this person next to you as your best friend and confidant...but yet, there was another feeling there too. One that was screaming at you nearly all hours of every fucking day. One that was begging you to entertain the thought of Ellie as your lover or to at least attempt to convey these feelings you had for her to Ellie.
But the hesitation was always stronger it seemed. Any time you felt yourself brave enough to finally fucking do something about it, at the last second, you chickened out.
You felt it, right now. This burning..aching feeling of how perfect this moment would be to say it. Say that you love her. Say that you'd wanted Ellie since you ever entertained the thought. Say everything you've wanted to say from the past few years and have them easily roll off your tongue...
"Have you ever had a crush on anyone?" The words came tumbling out of your mouth faster than your brain could sooner process what exactly you were saying.
Ellie was so taken aback, the wind literally fell out of her chest as her mouth hung open and her gaze remained on the galaxies.
"Like..a crush crush?"
Regardless of your nerves and regret, you couldn't help but chuckle. "Are there two types of crushes?"
Ellie's cheeks reddened at the obvious. "Ouch."
You rolled your head to the side, looking right at Ellie. "You know what I mean like...you like someone and want to kiss and stuff.."
"And stuff?" Ellie quirked, mimicking your head roll so your faces were both staring at each other.
"Shut the fuck up. God, I hate you."
Ellie smiled timidly as she shook her head very lightly, "No you don't"
"Alright," your sarcastic tone evident, "I don't hate you, but are you going to answer my question."
Ellie began digging her pointer finger into the cuticle on her thumb, nervously picking at the skin as she dove into her brain, trying to figure out what the fuck you were on about with a question like this.
"I mean..yeah."
Suddenly your playful smile fell, "When?"
God, Ellie had never felt such a gleaming, hot spotlight on her before. It was almost blinding, but more so in the mental sense. She couldn't find words; it was like her brain was paused as her lips moved, but no sound was coming out all the while her eyes moved along the pattern of the blanket you were both lying on.
You sensed Ellies hesitancy.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
Ellie's eyes moved back up to yours. She gulped, her eyes moved down to your lips before she urgently brought them back to your eyes.
"No we can it's just..I don't know. We never talk about this stuff."
You nodded, "Yeah..guess I'm just curious."
"Curious about what?' Ellie asked with a pinched look to her face.
"What it feels like to like someone."
Ellie hadn't realized the large, deep breath she exhaled as she rolled back over to lay on her back.
How the hell was she going to get herself out of this question? Could see even do that?
"Why do you ask", Ellie settled in an attempt to somehow guide the conversation away from her spilling her entire heart to you.
It was your turn to mimic Ellie as you rested your back on the ground and brought one of your arms to rest under your head with eyes entranced on the lights in the sky.
"Don't try to change the subject on me."
"'M not!"
"Then tell me!"
"Fine”, Ellie's words came out quickly as she wracked her brain..but she came up with nothing. There was nothing that could guide this situation away, you were clear with your persistence on the matter.
Ellie was out of ideas and barriers from her feelings.
"It's like..", she began, trying to stifle her thoughts moving millions of miles per minute.
"It's heart stopping. One day you have no idea who this person is or that they even exist..but then, you see them and I mean really see them."
Her palms began to sweat, but Ellie didn't even notice. It was like her brain was running a race with no hopes of stopping. Now that she was talking about it, she knew if she stopped, she may never be able to do this again.
"Once you see them for everything they are and this feeling still doesn't go away. It's insane. It literally feels like you are on drugs because this person is just..", Ellie sighs, bring her hands up to rake along her tied back hair. "...this person is your everything. You can't stop thinking about them. Everything is them and they are everything. It's like your brain can't function properly without thinking about them or seeing them and It feels like somethings missing when they aren't around."
Ellie's passion in her tone caught you completely off guard as she spoke so poetically about something that you had never even known Ellie had felt before..she'd never mentioned it with you, which tugged at your heart strings slightly. Knowing that she had these profound feelings for a girl..it was strange and made you feel a pain that you'd never experienced before.
Was this jealousy? Knowing that Ellie was constantly being consumed by another who, you assumed, wasn't you..not to mention she hadn't even mentioned her fucking name to you. If you were being honest, those were only the foreground thoughts, what was really eating you up inside was that all of these things Ellie was describing were the exact way you felt about...her.
It was like a confirmation that you were indeed in love with your best friend and had been for...fuck, your entire life.
All you could manage to do was lay there, you didn't know what to say or how to respond. How can you move along this subject with the very person you were in love with?
Ellie felt a ting of embarrassment at her speech that had tumbled out of her mouth unexpectedly. She moved her pupils to watch you out of the corner of her eyes, curious of your silent and still form. "Did that answer your uh-your question,"
Your body remained still as you moved your pupils from one star to the next while you tried to gather words in response to Ellie..but now you felt bashful. You were the one who started this conversation, and now you were feeling as Ellie had moments ago. Mouth slightly moving with no words being vocalized; you were speechless.
"Hey."
Quickly, your eyes moved to Ellie who was now resting on her side with her arm bent while holding her up.
Startled, you blinked quickly as you rolled over on your side to face Ellie.
"Sorry..I got lost in thought I guess."
"What are you thinking about?"
Your eyes grew twice in size as you fixed your gaze on the exposed fern on your best friends arm..suddenly you felt the urge to brush your finger along the inked skin.
Ellie followed your gaze, moving her arm slightly more outwards so her hand was now grazing your shoulder.
Your mind went on autopilot, that's your only explanation for the way your pointer finger moved to brush along the warmth of Ellie's skin as you glided along each of the lines and bumps of scar tissue on her arm.
It was as if this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Sure, the both of you had hugged, rested on a floor together, sat next to each other- all of that, but this. This was intimate. It felt different. Like seeing a rare bird in the wild, Ellie was careful to not move as she watched the way your finger moved along her skin until it stopped moving, but still never left her skin.
"Ellie."
"Yeah?", she replied quickly. Suddenly, both of your eyes were on each others faces with a tension so thick it could cut through pure steel.
"I think I have a problem."
Ellie was confused, "What kind of problem?"
Fuck.
You outwardly sighed as you shook your head, feeling tears brimming at your waterline as you attempted your very best at pushing them away...but Ellie knows all of your little habits, especially when you're trying to push away tears out of frustration.
"Hey," Ellie's hand moved slowly as it came to cup your chin.
Her touch made you flinch slightly, until you realized you were safe.
Ellie was safe for you and had always been..you just hoped she would still be your safe person even after you confess the thing that was inevitably going to be said at some point.
And that 'some point' was tonight.
Ellie's eyes were sympathetic as she looked at you with a questioning expression, but she remained silent and waiting for you to speak when you felt comfortable.
"I think I like someone," you said between sniffles as you leaned the weight of your head into the palm of Ellie's hand.
Ashamed to be feeling such a way, Ellie shuttered at the the feeling of her heart shattering. Her first feeling was a jolt straight to her heart. She knew this would happen one day. You couldn't be her girl in her mind forever..it was always just a matter of time. Ellie just didn't think that time would happen tonight.
Regardless, Ellie was prepared to stick with you through it all. Through the crush, the puppy love, the full blown in love feeling-she would stick it out forever, even if it meant watching you with another who wasn't her. Ellie knew you were her forever and she would take you in any form..even if it killed her.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Ellie said those words, yet feared the answer.
Out of anger towards yourself, you let out a single sarcastic laugh as you wiped your other hand along your cheek to smear away the water that had begun falling down your cheek.
"What if..fuck." You mumbled the last curse word as your words began to shake with the anxiety you felt, but you persisted.
"What if I only feel that way with you?"
Surely Ellie misheard you..there's no fucking way.
"What?"
You rolled your eyes, tears now streaming down your face as you looked at your best friend in the eyes. What was there to hide now? You just laid it all out on the table.
"I like you Ellie."
That stabbing pain Ellie felt earlier was melting by the second and quickly being replaced by a warmth that spread through her entire body.
"Please say something," you pleaded, looking at Ellie like you were helpless because that's exactly how you felt.
You needed to know what you just said wasn't jeoparodzing the friendship that you cherished more than anything in the entire world.
"So..you like me?"
You nodded, but Ellie still wasn't convinced this wasn't a hallucination of some sort. She needed to hear you say it plain and clear with everything laid out.
"So everything I just said th-the heart stopping shit, the feeling like you’re on drugs. All of that is what you feel for me?"
You couldn't nod quicker if you tried; Ellie couldn't stop her smile from spreading across her face if her life depended on it.
"Maybe we're supposed to be together then,"
You watched as Ellies shoulders flexed up and down in a shrug motion. Something so nonchalant even though Ellie felt everything but that.
In pure awe and amazement and joy and..so many other fucking emotions, you just stared at Ellie with a glimmer to your eye that hadn't been there all night, fuck, or your entire life, until now.
"Pinch me."
"What?"
"Fucking pinch me. There's no way this is real."
Ellie let out a loud chuckle. "I'm not pinching you..", she said, moving her hand slightly so her thumb could caress your cheek.
"But this is real."
"Promise?", you said, holding your pinky up in the air which elicited a good smirk from Ellie.
"Promise."
The both of you crossed pinkies and remained there, enchained in one another, even as Ellie began to speak.
"I've loved you for so long...you have no idea."
You nodded, "I think I do have an idea actually."
Ellie looked at you with honest to god love in her eyes as she chewed on the inside of her cheek before speaking.
"How long?"
"Oh god."
"What?, Ellie said, amusement in her tone as you sat straight up.
You smirked as an idea came to mind, "You first."
"Oh, it's like that now?"
You hummed an mhmm as your hand inched closer to the tips of Ellie's fingers that lay flat on the ground.
"Since I was fourteen."
"No fucking way," you nearly shot up from your seated position in pure shock.
Ellie nodded, "It's always been you for me."
The words felt foreign to be saying out loud to you-the person Ellie had forever pinned over. But it felt good, so fucking good.
"This is crazy...." Your fingers were now fully intertwined with your best friends..except this time it wasn't friendly. It was love. It felt like fucking love.
"It is..I never thought-"
"You had no idea i liked you? Never?”, you interrupted to which Ellie responded with a shake of her head.
"No idea."
A comfortable silence took over the both of you for a minute or so as you both reveled in this new feeling. This relief of getting a massive weight off of your chest and, on top of that, having the weight not crush the beautiful friendship the both of you had. Now, the friendship was just starting to grow into its fullest form.
"What do we do now?", you spoke softly truly not knowing what to do with all of this-but in a good way.
Suddenly, Ellie moved her fingers out of the web you both had made. Confusion took over your face, but was quickly washed away as she moved her hand to your chin.
Ellie didn't say a word as she tilted your face upwards ever so slightly which lined up your lips perfectly. All that was left was to close the distance, which you didn't hesitate to do.
With urgency, your face moved inwards until you felt Ellie’s chapped lips against yours. It was like a magnet the way your mouths molded together in a crushing kiss that was full of so many emotions and memories and yearning that had been packed away in secret for years.
Your jean clad legs began to move as if it were instinct for you to seat yourself into Ellie’s lap, all the while your lips never detaching from one another.
Ellie’s hands were nearly frantic as she gripped onto your belt loops and enlaced her thumbs with the denim fabric. Your combat boots dug into the blanket covered ground as both of your lips now moved furiously against one another as the both of you made up for lost time.
Soon, your hands were moving Ellie’s jacket off of her shoulders, followed by Ellie unbutton the top button on your flannel until you stopped her.
“Ellie, hold on”, you spoke with a laughter In between each word.
Ellie pulled away with a heaving chest, letting her hands drop to the tops of your thighs as you remained in her lap.
“Fuck, I’m sorry, I just-“
“Heat of the moment. You’re totally fine. I felt it too”, you interrupted with a knowing smile.
You both shared a look of content smiles as you took in the others face. Ellie and her swollen lips, you and your hair now out of place as some front strands were pressed against your forehead. The both of you were the sight of repressed love that was now finally coming to fruition.
Like earlier in the evening, Ellie’s hands found themselves playing with the keys sat on the hook looped around your belt loop, except this time…you were hers and she was yours.
Nothing would ever be the same after this.
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mikuni14 · 2 months
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Dead Friend Forever - Ep 7
This episode of DFF is also excellent and I feel so blessed to have experienced two series with such well-written scripts this week (the other being Love for Love's Sake, of course) 💖
Everything in DFF is clear, logical and understandable when we take into account that the characters of this series are 1) humans 2) teenagers. I completely understand the behavior of each of these characters, even when I feel like tearing my hair out or throwing punches and kicks at them. If anyone is wondering whether what Non, his teacher, his bullies, is doing is illogical, I encourage you to study police reports - I have literally read about situations such as those in DFF.
Phee: what a solid guy 😍 As soon as he appears, we see him as a perfect boyfriend, romantic, strong, who gets things done. I like his attitude, the fact that no matter what, how, he gets shit done, even if he has to use his own father and his position to do it. I understand his controlling nature when you have a boyfriend like Non (Phee is in love, but he's not stupid and naive), I also understand that he doesn't fully trust Non. I completely understand his behavior at the end, especially when he entered the scene with Non and the teacher hugging. I also understand cruel words. Should Phee have acted differently? Of course. But he COULD NOT. Because he would have to be made of stone and be a hardened adult with perfect self-control and nerves of steel. Phee, despite how smart and talented he is, is only human and is still a child who doesn't have to be able to regulate his emotions, control his feelings of hurt, betrayal and rejection, and doesn't have to be able to cope ALWAYS and in every situation. Perhaps when Phee calms down, he will want to explain the situation, or at least apologize for his words. Who knows. Anyway, he's great as a character, my fav.
Non: in his being pathetic, in refusing Phee's help, in trying to save his situation by sinking deeper and deeper, in trusting the wrong people, in "allowing" bullying, in seeking validation of his self-worth where he shouldn't be, he is 100% real. Non irritates and that's how it should be. Because victims are often irritating and often confusing in their behavior. And how often questions are asked: but he/she agreed to it, no one forced her/him, he/she went there herself, they did it of their own free will! Why didn't he/she tell anyone, why didn't they confess? And here we can also ask why Non is doing all this, why won't he confess to Phee, why won't he transfer to another school, why is he having sex with the teacher? For me, Non is a victim of the system, his illness, his family, his school, and maybe also his personality. I also wondered why he didn't want to change schools and just leave it all behind, usually students who are victims of bullying dream of changing schools. But I think, looking at his conversation with Phee, that Non wanted to regain control over his life, wanted to solve his problems himself, perhaps feeling like a weakling and a loser seeing how easily Phee solved his problems. Perhaps he felt that control over his life was slipping from his fingers and he desperately tried to regain it by closing open issues, such as his debt and the movie. Does his behavior make sense to me? No. But I've never been in such a situation, I'm trying to understand it and this explanation seems quite logical to me. Especially since Non tries hard and finally wants to give up at least the movie, while staying at the summer house, and is stopped by Jin. And he tries to get the money back by sleeping with his teacher, because in his mind THIS is not bad, THIS is just a way to solve the debt problem. And for him, a poor person, the problem of money may be more important than having sex with a teacher. Sex with the teacher itself doesn't have to be such a big problem for him, especially since the teacher is young, handsome, helpful, nice and shows compassion and attention. For a person like Non, it may even be flattering and he may even convince himself that nothing bad is happening, it's just sex, physical stuff, he gets something out of it that solves his money problem and the teacher is so nice! I can imagine how Non can manipulate himself in this situation and how easy a victim of grooming and manipulation he is for the teacher. And I must say that the series shows PERFECTLY how adults prey on children and teenagers, technically the adult does not force Non to do anything, he just sets up a very complicated trap in which Non cannot say "no". This series really doesn't fuck around, it just shows the TRUTH. Just to be clear: Non is the SA victim in this situation, PERIOD. I do not accept any accusations against him.
Jin: I don't know ultimately whether it was Jin who released this video, but if he did it, I understand that too, his behavior seems logical to me. People do all kinds of stupid and hurtful things under the influence of feelings of betrayal and hurt (even if Jin had no right to these feelings), especially young people (here is the same situation as with Phee, which I described above). Jin may feel betrayed, because he "did so much for Non", he always defended him. Jin also honestly has a crush on Non and found him not with a boy on a date (Jin didn't have any strong reaction to seeing Non hugged by another boy), but having sex with an adult and with a teacher to that. It's a lot to digest, and clearly Jin couldn't handle it at all (if I'm not mistaken, he was also drinking, which certainly didn't help).
All these shitty little pricks: Fluke, as always, avoids trouble and simply removes himself from situations, never comments, never takes sides (meaning - he takes sides with the bullies). I wonder how Jin always looks at him when he's looking for allies to help Non and how Fluke never reacts. Por, with his increasingly worse behavior, also fits the mold of a classic bully who has found a victim, in addition, someone he truly hates, and whom he can torment without consequences, and it's quite possible that he simply likes it. All this is a dangerous mix, pushing Non to his limits, encouraging other bullies, but also very realistic. Tee and Top are up to something and it scares me. All I know is that this money will be stolen and Non will have to get it again...
I am very impressed with this series, how well it's done, how realistic and logical it is. I'm incredibly intrigued and curious and I'm looking forward to the next episode. I rate the story building, script and character cohesion as 10.
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doodlegirl1998 · 7 months
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The House Arrest. 
One of the very few times where Bakugo actually faces some consequences for his actions.
Unfortunately, it is undermined by the fact that Izuku is also being dragged down with him (even if it was a day less, he is still punished for basically defending himself. Bakugo admitted to throwing the first punch but for some reason, likely Hori's Izuku hate and Bakugo boner, Izuku feels the need to mention that he punched back. Why? And if Aizawa was an actual good teacher, he wouldn't have even needed to ask because basic observation shows that Bakugo is the obvious aggressor).
And in the long run, since Bakugo was given 4 days, he missed out on getting his ass kicked with the rest of his class by Mirio (a character that I don't like, mainly due to the fanbase feeling the need to wank him off and put Izuku down for the hundredth time).  
A really missed opportunity would be to have Bakugo getting a dose of humble pie after getting his ass kicked by those he thinks are weaker than him (Izuku should have beaten him in their second fight).
But what gets me is that his supposed "friends" don't even try and get details about what happened and just go on to call them idiots. While that easily applies to Bakugo, I don't understand why they would think Izuku would willingly throw hands with Bakugo without a reason. 
Ochako has a really dumb response: "Whaaaat!? Did they make up afterward?" 
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Iida's response really pissed me off. 
I hated how he basically insults Izuku by calling him 'Mr. House-Arrest'. Like, real mature, Iida. And he says that he was forbidden from telling Izuku anything that they went over in class that day. Yeah, he apologized but it would still sting.
We don't see or have a line saying Izuku tried reaching out to Ochako or Todoroki but if Iida's response was anything to go by, it was likely they refused. And nobody else who's at least on friendly enough terms with Izuku doesn't either just out of kindness or pity.
Izuku has such great friends, doesn't he?
Man, they were real friends, Ochako and Todoroki would say "fuck whatever Aizawa and Iida said" and secretly give Izuku notes and information about what their class had gone over in the 3 days he was out. This will show that Izuku truly does have friends that have his back. 
Bonus points for maybe including Tsuyu and Tokoyami also joining in and helping Izuku.
Hi @ultimateemerl 👋,
You are spot on with this!
How the house arrest played out was deeply unsatisfying to me. Aizawa being apparently "so smart" and "Mr Logical" should have seen via the security camera footage that Izuku was merely defending himself against Bakugou beating him up. I don't think Izuku should have been punished for that other than being told next time if a situation like this were to occur to alert a teacher straight away.
Izuku certainly should not have been placed on house arrest with his abuser and aggressor for gods sake! That's just asking for another incident to occur!
Other than that as you mentioned not only was the punishment unsatisfactory but as was how the fight played out.
Izuku let Bakugou win again.
Izuku didn't beat Bakugou's ass, tell him how unfair it was to drag him out after curfew to beat him up or tell him he isn't his friend and he's done with him like Bakugou deserved. I would have clapped if Izuku did 👏👏👏.
Instead Izuku still thinks he's amazing... For some reason. Izuku lets him beat him up (to those who think explosions would win against 8% OFA I have no idea what to say - logically BKG should have been K.O'd by Izuku even back then), praises him and calls him "Kacchan" indicative of closeness when there is literally no closeness there. It all felt deeply unsatisfying to read and to watch especially with All Might coddling Bakugou afterward, allowing Bakugou into OFA meetings and looking on fondly at Izu and Bkg 'as rivals.' 😒
Izuku's friends response to this incident again is tone deaf and stupid at best. They should have asked more questions about this, Izuku isn't the type to physically fight someone without reason, they know this. They should also see that Bakugou is antagonistic and open in his hate for Izuku. Yet no questions are asked, why? Because then Bakugou would look like the ass he is, simple. And Hori cannot have that 😒.
Ochaco being like; "What? Did they make up?!" like Ocha... This is not a normal member of your class having a fight with Izuku. This is Bakugou. Bakugou, who has always been open in his hate for Izuku, this isn't a two-sided issue or a simple fallout. Ocha, Bkg dragged your love interest and best friend outside after curfew to beat him up! Where's the anger? Where's the questions? Anything?
Also I agree this isn't a good moment of Iida's, this reads like Hori trying to do some misguided attempt at comedy through Iida's overt "Mr House Arrest" 'rule stickler' demeanor. But I don't think it lands. Instead, it comes across as character regression for Iida who has been shown to disobey rules when it is important to him. So by that logic isn't Izuku important to him? They're meant to be best friends! The narrative tell us this so now would be a good time to show it Hori! This moment could have worked if Iida had been shown to act like this while Mr Aizawa walks by then as he's walking away Iida promises to give Izu all they learnt that day - that actually would have been funny and shown character growth for Iida. But Hori doesn't give us that ☹️!
I wish we saw someone like Tsuyu, Tokoyami or Todoroki help Izuku out instead but I doubt Hori would have allowed them to help Izuku out either.
I wish instead, like you mentioned, Izuku's friends took the stance of "fuck whatever Aizawa Sensei said, you did not start that fight and this is unfair." Then all his friends - Iida included - helped Izuku with his classwork in the 3 days he missed.
That scenario would give a more cohesive feel of the Dekusquad and would show Izu has true friends in his corner rather than Hori leaving all these friendships to rot.
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aromantic-diaries · 4 months
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so, im both aro and ace (despite the amount of sex jokes and calling people hot, still asexual)
well, this is a long story, sorry in advance
so, im talking to this friend (A) here, he says something that is sooo aro-coded, and im like "this guy is probably aro-spec too and maybe he doesnt know so lets help a little" and i tell him to read loveles because 'the main character is very relatable', he ends up with him knowing about aro identities, he questioned his own sexuality before and he isnt aro, but with the 'very relatable' part i sold myself out as aro, and he wasnt arophobic (he literally said he almost used the label so) so it was okay
fast forward a year , we are talking, sexuality ends up as a topic, and i confess i didnt come up to anyone, the only people who knew were him and another friend who found out by accident (really supportive, even though im not sure that i was ready), he ask about this other friend of ours (B) and why i didnt come out to her, considering she is queer herself. i think im not ready to do that, both times i came out were not intentional and though it didnt end up badly still, not ready, also, my relationship with this friend is, well we mostly talk about gossip and all of her crushes, boyfriends, etc., basically it was purely sexual acts and romance, not my favourite topic of conversation but i we dont have anything in common outside shared memories (childhood besties) and school and we are both pretty unpopular so no more people) plus we never talk deep shit so i felt weird bring it up
few days later, the three of us were in class and talking about our teachers (and shipping them cause we are nosy), we get to his teacher and i say that i couldnt picture her with an special other and A says "like asexual, you mean", (it was more like aro but i didnt feel like explaining the difference plus i was panicking a little because i knew where this was going) and A countinues "B, what do you think of asexual people?", B says something in support, and then he asks me "[my name] do you know any asexual people in real life?" with a look on his face saying 'come out', i kinda evade the question so he asks B if she knew any, and B answers she had the theory that i was ace (i mean, she was right). i didnt know what to do so i made a joke "was it so obvious?"
i dont think i was ready to come out to her and i didnt want it to happen, but the conversation didnt end up bad, she was supportive but still i wasnt ready. i dont think it counts as getting outed because he just forced the conversation that way but didnt really say "[my name] is aroace", but i dont know of B hadnt mentioned her theory, would he had outed me?
i dont know how to feel, im basically venting, maybe do you have any advice for this situation?
I really don't think anyone should make you come out if you don't want to do it and it's supposed to be your choice so this sounds like something you should really talk about with friend A and explain to him that you didn't want to come out yet and that this wasn't okay. It is lucky that friend B was supportive though because this type of situation is even messier when the other person is not supportive. But even so it's still a gamble because most of the time you can't predict how someone will react and it's better to not take the risk of coming out to someone, let alone put someone else at risk. I hope you can talk this through with friend A
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harus-simp · 10 months
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Burning fire
-S.Hanbin x reader-
Warning:suggestive (mentions of making out,fingering),fluff
(I'll put a warning were the suggestive part starts so please minors dni)
Author's note: I think I was enjoying this too much opps 🤭
Also my first time writing something suggestive so let's see if you like it :D
Enjoy it ;))
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Your facade of a cold person towards sung hanbin will start to break down after a couple of touches and kisses that leave you a burning sensation due to being locked up with him in a cramped room.
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Sung Hanbin. The most popular guy on college, the envy of many. He exceeded at literally everything, his teaching skills were phenomenal, his attention to detail,just name something and he'd just know what to do.
He belonged to the dancing department and was specialised in tutting and wacking,earning a lot of respect from his sunbaes and almost everyone.
His looks weren't ones to mess with as well, he literally earned the title of the college's crush, there wasn't anyone that hadn't fell for his smile and his charms, and that would include you as well. However you wouldn't just admit it directly because you didn't want to seem like you blended with the rest, so you just made this facade where you found him indifferent.
And he definitely noticed this, you both shared some classes and he had been meaning to grow closer to you, however it didn't matter how nice he was, you just pushed him away. And it was starting to get into his nerves, not just because he wanted to be nice, but you were starting to occupy most of his thoughts. He always thought of new ways to get you two closer and to make you notice him.
The smile you dedicated to others, he wanted that for himself as well, the little clapping you did when you got excited over something, he needed to see it directly(oh, he was falling hard I tell you).
But all that would change soon without any of them really knowing what they were getting involved on.
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It was a day like any other, hanbin still trying to get you to talk to him and failing miserably, your friends teasing you about the situation (yes they knew your crush on him), yeah nothing new.
As the classes finished you headed quickly to the cafeteria to have lunch with your friends, while they all dedicated you that smug smile you so much hated.
"What?"
"Still ignoring the pretty boy?"asked seunghwan
"Oh come on guys, leave me alone, I just want to have a normal year"
"By ignoring the love of your life?" junhyeon said while making kissing noises.
Oh my God how annoying could your friends get sometimes?
"Hey look who's coming"pointed out gunwook
As you turned around you saw someone you didn't expect, seok matthew, also part of the popular guys and most importantly, hanbin's closest friend.
"Hey there, is y/n here?"he asked casually
"Yes, I am here"
"Well teacher hoetaek is calling for you"
Jesus christ, you thought it had something to do with hanbin. That was a relieve.
"Alright, thanks"you answered as you headed towards his office
Once you got there you were notified by him that you needed to run a little errand for him, bring stairs from the janitor's closet.
Well perhaps we forgot to mention that you were the first in his class and that's why he always trusted you to do little things for him (and of course you didn't have any problem).
On your way there you felt that someone was watching you, but when you turned around there was literally no one there. Hmm, how weird. But you resumed your walk until you were in front of the door you were told to be.
When you opened it you were about to grab the stairs that were there when a loud voice interrupted your action.
"Please y/n help"
It was none other than hanbin running for his life for God knows what reason, but he seemed really panicked and frustrated. You were completely surprised at his actions, you had never seen him act like that. However you didn't have time to react as he pushed you inside the room and closed the door behind him.
You felt your cheeks get instantly red as he put a finger to shush your mouth, not letting you protest about the situation.
"Sorry about this y/n, but there are this guys that I don't know and they have been chasing after me"he whispered into the dark because the lights were off.
The only thing you could feel was the heat radiating from his body and his touch on your lips.
"It's- it's alright"you muttered out how you could.
When you heard the footsteps get away you felt all the tension on your shoulders go away and so did his.
"Well thank God, I don't know what they want from me tho. Sorry for that"he said
"No, don't worry. Now let's get out of here, i still need to bring this to Mr hoetaek"
But as you tried to opened the door it was stucked, or more like it was locked from the outside.
You tried a couple more times but to no avail.
"Um, hanbin?"
"Yeah?"
"The door won't open..."
"What?"
He tried himself but just like your attempts, they were a failure. Now what?
"OMG I think they're coming again" and he put his finger where it was before as you could only stare at nothing.
But this time with his other free hand he turned on the lights as he saw your slightly parted mouth and your almost pleading eyes stare back at him. God you looked stunning just like that, like a pretty doll.
The janitor's room, that was actually pretty small, suddenly felt a little hotter than usual.
You both were starting to fell into each other's charms, but hanbin was the one to take the big step and started to approximate slowly to your mouth, and just before your lips made contact he asked you in the softest voice: "may I?"
You just nodded at him as he took his finger away from you and instead placed his lips on yours, but not with the softness you were expecting, instead desperation and frustration were felt from his quick and rapid pace(not that you were complaining tho).
.......................Minors DNI..........................
He then placed his arms around your hips, squeezing them from time to time making you whimper a little bit at his action as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. Then you put them on his hair tugging on some strands a little harshly provoking low grunts to escape from his lips.
He then moved one of his hands to trap you to the door using the remaining one to wrap it around your waist.
The kisses you were sharing were starting to get quicker and deeper, tongues clashing and skin burning.
He then started trailing off kisses through your neck and collarbone sucking and pulling on your skin leaving deep purple marks there. Your soft moans pierced through his ears making him chuckle.
His soft hand starting to roam under your shirt making you feel literal fire. And the other one finding its way under the little skirt you were wearing and that was driving him crazy from just looking at it.
That same hand starting massaging your clit in soft motions making you see literal stars, then he moved aside your panties and started fingering you delicately, like you were the most fragile thing on the world, while he kissed you to keep your loud moans from coming from your pretty mouth.
Once you reached your climax he took out some tissues to clean you a little bit as he separated from you before it escalated into something else, not wanting your first proper interaction to go that far.
........................END OF IT...........................
He rested his forehead against yours as he stared right into your beautiful eyes, a soft smile making its way into his face.
"Y/n..."he breathed heavily.
You just nodded your head softly waiting for his answer as you didn't have the energy to say nothing more
"I've been meaning to do this for a long time now, but you just pushed me away not letting me even talk to you"he said sadly
"I'm really sorry, it's just I like you very much but didn't want to confess it to you"
"And how else where you supposed to see if I corresponded or not?"he teased you
You just hided your face on his chest to avoid the conversation making him giggle in the process.
"Anyways, after classes finish I'll bring you to a real date"
Oh how hard had you fell for this boy and how dizzy he made you feel from his contact, your skin burning from the lingering touches.
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At the other side of the door stood a proud matthew thanking his friend from outside the dance department for the little persecution he had prepared for someone to confess, it was getting pretty obvious now and he was growing tired of his friend already so yeah 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♂️ (he's definitely not telling you though hehe)
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The Main 6 as AJR songs(pt.1): The Click
A/N: I have no idea who is going to care about this, but character analysis through songs is one of my favourite activities and combining two of my biggest hyperfixations at the moment seems like a good way to combat seasonal depression so, enjoy this mini headcanon series.(spoiler for all routes of course)
Asra: Turning Out
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Starting off, for Asra "Turning out" really strikes me as the song that could desrcibe how disoriented they must have felt during the first few months of the Apprentice's resurrection.
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These two verses could just really be talking about Asra's feelings at the start where the Apprentice doesn't recognise them and the surprise of the ritual not working the way it was supposed to. All of the questions they could have asked themselves:
"Am I ready to be their lover or friend?"
"Do you have instructions?"
"Where do I go from here?" are all things they would be wondering about how to best approach this, how can they go back to the way they and the MC were before.
And of course the themes of unexpected or unrequited love that deviates from storybooks, pop up. This is NOT a fairytale, this is a very traumatic, very fragile situation Asra is in, where they aren't a normal couple with Mc, where this is really anything but a love story, actually slowly evolving more into a romantic tragedy as they don't know how to approach the Mc. Sometimes not even as a friend or lover but simply falling into the role of a "Master" or teacher.
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Especially with this part, I can really see it as an entire internalised conversation in Asra's mind, with the version of MC they're familiar with.
Shouldn't they wait before they give up?
Don't they want to see the Mc get better?
Don't they want to wait and see if the Apprentice will love them again.?
And how everything is turning out in the end?
This is a song deep into the frustration and dissapointment coming out of a love you can't predict and at the same time a relationship you desperately want to make work exactly the way you want to, which works pretty well in this scenario.
Nadia: Burn The House Down
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This song specifically i feel like fits Nadia SO MUCH. Aside from the political themes that are spread all around it, I really want to talk about lines like:
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Knowing how Pre Red Plague Era, Nadia had this toned down role in Vesuvia, blending behind Lucio's shadow as nothing more than an observer, this would be her train of doubts about her potition and if she herself as a Countess can make actual difference to better the city. It's these doubts that held her behind in fear of people once again ignoring and sidestepping her, much like how in Prakra she felt a similar way with her family.
These doubts later on also follow her throughout her own route, when she has the chance to prove herself to her city and be the leader it deserves.
As well as:
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Which just fits fits so much with the Courtiers situation and the corrupt polititians that overran Vesuvia while she was in her coma state. This also fits Lucio and how he was only parading the role of the Count while scheming, hiding, stricking deals while the only things he did for the city were to constanly keep up appearances and throw parties.
Overall the theme of stopping the circle of letting other people rule over your life and deciding to take charge and work WITH others to better the situation around you, whether political or not are all really resonating with Nadia. It's a great "pumping up" motivational song that describes her journey and personal growth as a Countess and a person.
Julian: Weak
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(For those who know AJR or actually have heard this song: Come on.....what did you expect? XD)
The overarching theme of succumbing to your bad habits is LITERALLY indicative of Julian's whole route. How he resorts to drinking, punishing himself, overindulging in bad company and every other coping mechanism he uses are there in the lyrics:
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Small mention to how "one kiss, bad for me" could very well refer to the apprentice and how he has to distance himself from them, but at the same time can't seem to be able to fully detatch. He's a wanted man, there is no way that getting involved in a romance that can never be isn't going to hurt him, right?
Especially i feel like this song fits him so well exactly because Julian KNOWS all this, he's said it himself:
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Julian understands that he is ruining himself, that he is hurting others while doing it, that he should say no to the dark thougths in his mind and all the bad impulses BUT he also has convinced himself that he's not strong enough for that and keeps going back to the same bad habits.
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In the end this is a party anthem and we know Julian to be a party person himself, so he hypes it up. "What's wrong with that?" as well as the whole mood of the song could very well be him actively trying to convince everyone and himself, that...he's "weak", it's just who he is and he can't change. That way he can push people away and scare them off with how " iredeemable" he is and how he's just going to keep making mistakes. All because he just doesn't want to take anyone down with him....
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I also want to make quick reference to "Sober Up" and this lyric that's also giving strong Julian vibes with the MC helping him get out of his head.
Muriel: I'm not Famous
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OK while this song doesn't melodically give me huuge Muriel vibes, the lyrics are thematical to his whole hermit situation.
This man put a magic curse ON HIMSELF that makes people forget that they even met him, except the people he gives something to remember him by, meaning the people closest to him.
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Like literally Muriel never has to worry about people talking about him, where he lives, what he likes to do, what are his habits or bother him anymore and that's described here like his personal paradise.
Which honestly makes so much sense if you take into consideration what his past used to be like. The trauma he endured by being in the Colissium and having everyone watch the worst version of himself EVERY SINGLE DAY, definetely warrants seeing almost complete isolation as bliss.
(Also noone hates him, he's our gentle giant that deserves the world fandom-wise and he's adored by everyone who DOES know him in Vesuvia.)
Honestly i feel like this song could very well be Muriel's personal diss towards Lucio, which is very funny to think about:
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Muriel is a hermit and yet he is more loved and acknoledged for who he is than Lucio will ever be (according to Muriel's route anyway). Lucio was loud, the main attraction for many, the centre of attention and yet people in the majority "judge" him and have seen all of his personal failures out on display because he chose to parade around trying to show that he was the best.
Muriel finds comfort in being unknown and has never been afraid to express that. He apprieciates the people in his life that matter which is exactly why this song fits this well.
Portia: Drama (/Turning Out)
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Maybe i'm cheating with this one but I cannot talk about Portia without refering to both of these songs.
For starters, Drama: Now it's well known that Portia is an undisputed gossip queen. The woman has an entire map drawn out of secret passages scattered around the palace that STILL isn't fully finished, she knows the entire palace staff by name and she's not too unfamiliar about any street rumors or juicy stories. Point being: she goes around.
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The song describes how we can become envolved to other people's drama and get caught up in their stories so much it's addicting.
Now regardless of what perspective we see Portia from, one thing is clear: She wants excitement out her life and to get to do adventurous things of her own. Unfortunately though, because of her obligations and role she is instead "addicted" to other people's stories and shines through others.
In every story except her own she is just there, observing, seeing what happens next and contributes as much as she can because she can't be fully a part of it herself.
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Only in her own route does she get to actively be an important part of the story and the "Drama", getting out of the mindset of being a background character, take action and voice her opinions.
Tbh i haven't fully finished her route but so far i can at least understand this: Portia needs an opportunity to shine as her own person, and this song perfectly portrays that.
As for Turning Out, I just can't keep out of my head Portia saying these lines to Julian:
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I think Portia was so genuinely hurt by Julian leaving her behind in Nevivon and telling him all this would just hit SO HARD, especially since she grew up with and I think really admired him. Nevemind the fact that she was very close to losing him again with the execution , which makes these lyrics sting all the more.
That and the themes of growing up and getting your head out of stories and fairytales you read really sounds perfect for her character.
Lucio: The Good Part
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Well what can i say, The Good Part is loud, energetic but at the same time just so pensive, which fit pretty good on Lucio if you think about it.
The entirety of the song and lyrics keep referring to skipping to the best part of your life and keep wondering when that actually is. Lucio is a complex character which I love but so much is apparent about him: He wants to be respected and he wants power. The thing is he isn't always going to work too hard to achieve it.
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His impentience as to when he'll be leader of his tribe is what drives him to the demon bargain that would make his parents sick and supposedly "skip" all of the proving himself as worthy of it and directly place him right on top. That behaviour later on continues with his deals with the Courtiers and then the Devil himself.
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And then later on even when he actually becomes a Count he still keeps showing off, throwing over-the-top parties and trying to give all the best things to his court and people. He keeps trying to make every moment the "Good Part" of his life constanly thinking he can go even more respected and loved as a ruler, even seeking to overthrow the Devil in some routes.
Lucio for all his skills and passion lacks patience and the ability to think ahead, jumping into situations that will get him where he wants to be all the faster. The song doesn't wholly describe his motivations and personality but it definetely hits on that particular aspect of him.
ShoutOut to familial issues:
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Annnd that's it, hoping to continue in Pt.2.
P.S Please go and listen to AJR folks they have some really deep, heartbreaking and thought-provoking stuff.
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passthroughtime · 6 months
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Was Sawa-sensei really the only argument Yagami had? The answer may shock you
So, few people know that I fucking despise this take. It's been fun and still can be fun to me sometimes, but as time goes, I see more and more people thinking that unironically and even hate Yagami for this, among other things.
(Huge spoilers for both games ahead. Obviously.)
And I do a lot of (over)thinking myself, as I am writing a looong fic (first three chapters already live on ao3, sorry for shameless promo), and I always love to delve into characters' motives in canon events, goes with writing exclusively canon compliant things of course, and adding to my ever existing brainworms. Moreover, I'm revisiting Judgment atm for the first time since early 2020 if I'm being correct? And I see a lot of things I've forgotten which give lots what has happened in Lost Judgment pretty damn much sense. The Sawa argument is among these things.
First things first, what was the takeaway of the first game for Yagami? His trauma at first was that he fucked up bad and felt he had lost some crucial evidence that Okubo was actually the killer, but during the events of the game it transforms into "I haven't done anything to get to the truth". His trauma, as well Kuwana's, has its core in their inaction during the critical events of their lives. They were never the same again because they didn't do anything while they could, and yes, in that regard they are wounded in the same way.
How have they both responded? In a similar way. Yagami swore to always get involved there he can do something to change the situation before it escalates. Kuwana does the opposite, he tries to punish for the mistakes already made. (Which is funny considering that Yagami as a lawyer dealt with consequences while Kuwana as a teacher had the power to navigate people's lives to prevent the same mistakes, but it's the whole other theme in itself, and has little to do with the initial one.) Let's focus on Yagami though.
The only reason why Yagami repeatedly gets involved on his own in the Lost Judgment plot time and time again, though literally nobody asked him to do so, is the lesson which he learns in the first game. He says explicitly that he wants to get to the bottom of things, and not forget about cases when a trial is done. That's the reason why he doesn't want to be a lawyer again and why he can never be one again, not full-time at least.
And then Sawa gets murdered. Yagami draws parallel to Terasawa Emi (because of course he does) and is determined to bring everyone who is responsible for her death to the light. For now, it's Soma, the direct murderer, and Kuwana, which made Sawa the connecting thread between his crimes. Yagami realizes that Sawa's death was a tool for everyone to get what they wanted, like Emi's. He references it here:
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At this point, Yagami has no proof to think otherwise. He thinks that everyone has forgot about Sawa and that she shouldn't have died. The very least Yagami could do, is to make sure everyone will answer for what they did to her. He sees that Kuwana feels guilty and quite shitty that the student which he thinks so highly of was murdered. Kuwana feels responsible, and Yagami knows that someday he will break.
I think it's also important to say that at no point of LJ has Yagami says anything remotely identifying the goal of his words and actions as "murder bad", but that's more obvious than anything else though requires explanation too if I'm to be believed that Yagami isn't after justice for all the murders.
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This whole scene is the Sawa argument summarized, but if you look closer, it is really the only beef he has against Kuwana.
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BTW he's not as goody two shoes as you prefer to see him in LJ, if his "I get how you feel" doesn't convince you.
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And then the one person Kuwana is determined to do anything for has betrayed him, right before Yagami's eyes. What does Kuwana do? Abandon Yagami when Soma has said to his lackeys to do anything so he wouldn't escape, even murder him perhaps?
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Great question, Yagami. This really does contradict everything he has thought of Kuwana since forever. After, instead of a goodbye Kuwana makes sure Soma couldn't stay on the boat longer and kidnap/kill Yagami. RK had no time for that, fleeing was the priority over someone they can find some time after.
First thing Yagami does is visit Kusumoto at the hospital, where he learns she has no regard to Kuwana's life, as long as her son is safe and her crime stays uncovered. Which is fine, I guess, though it's sad because Kuwana would do anything for her and for Mitsuru, but whatever. Ehara doesn't come around too, which also understandable, though Kuwana has risked his life to give Yagami the crucial evidence, he is nothing to him and has already played his part. He is just a tool in his revenge. Wait... What?
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Yes, actually it's Kuwana who is being brushed off as collateral damage by everyone. Everyone he has helped actually. And he hasn't come clean during the time before Ehara's trial (he at least could leak the information or point to the body without endangering himself, idk) nor he disappeared to save his skin.
After the trial he thanks Yagami for helping Ehara (which Kuwana wasn't able to do himself) and points to his, and Kawai's body, location. Kuwana knows damn well he can die, but getting to the one who murdered Sawa is more important to him. So, Kuwana has no one on his side, even himself.
No one is going to save him. Sure, he isn't as innocent as Emi, he has fucked some shit up. Does he deserve to disappear for good and be forgotten, or even worse, be remembered as a psycho teacher who killed his student? Yagami doesn't think so. All Yagami sees is that Kuwana desperately tries to protect everyone who did everything right or did nothing at all, every victim of bullying. He has no other motive.
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Yagami takes no shit from Kuwana, he isn't afraid or angry when Kuwana threatens to blow up the warehouse (as Sugiura and Higashi for example). He knows that Kuwana isn't capable of killing anyone who doesn't deserve it, he takes no pleasure in murder and doesn't do it for personal gain. Yagami, Kaito, everyone else aren't guilty of anything which deserves death as punishment.
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If not for the gang, he would set off the bomb though, I'm 100% sure. But that's besides the point.
So, returning to the question: Was Sawa-sensei really the only argument Yagami had? An answer is yes. Because he really doesn't fucking care bullies are being murdered, slay worstie. But it's not because he's such a crappy lawyer, but because he realizes the importance of a person's life above everything else. And a person who cares is not necessarily stupid or unprofessional.
You can argue all you want who was right and who was wrong. It doesn't matter for the characters.
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It was never about justice. They don't argue from a legal point of view. It was about remembering about the importance of a person's life.
I beg you to look at this story from another perspective. Not as a technical coldly-perfect story it should've been. People are imperfect, and Yagami, first and foremost, a person. A person who cares. And JE with LJ as stories can be imperfect... but also realistic.
Terasawa Emi is murdered for the greater good. Sawa is murdered for selfish reasons. Kuwana is almost murdered for the both. I can't imagine Yagami would want to go through lots of red tape to do something someday. He does this something right now. Because the lives of people, living and breathing, should be protected right now and valued above what's right legally.
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Please, stop looking at fiction as something which should be perfect, or make more sense, be more logical and emotionally detached than the real world. Some can be like that, but Judgment hasn't been from the start.
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Eddie Munson x Athlete! Reader
I posted this enemies to lovers blurb some hours ago and I can´t stop thinking about it so instead of working I decided to write it in bullets lol. And I wasn´t expecting my first bullet imagine to be this long (it was longer but Tumblr made me erase some parts). I was really inspired, sorry boss (I freaking love bookworm Eddie)
This is before canon so don´t worry for S4 spoilers
Requested: No
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You hate each other
That´s it
Literally despise each other to guts because he´s so idiot and not responsible and a big ass child and weird
And you´re so miss right, miss perfect, miss always-training-to-be-better, so into grades and futures
And weird
Every Thursday he would come out of school at night after playing D&D and you would see him because you just finished some late training
Mess each other for a bit
“What´s up Miss sweats?”
“Shut it Mr. grade failure”
Even in recess you´d love to throw him a box of milk when he´s on a table giving a loser speech. Just to see him mad
In classes he´s a pain in the ass
“Hey, pass me question 3”
“Fuck off”
“Professor! She´s copying from my exam!”
“I DO NOT”
“Quiet you two!”
Even every teacher knows about your feelings toward the other
Hell, everybody knows this
Anyway
On Monday you were walking back from some training and as always you decided to go pass the bookstore and check new releases.
Surprise! There’s an announcement in the bookstore announcing they will have the LOTR special edition
And that’s weird because nobody pays attention to the small town of Hawkins
It´s a special edition. Limited copies.
Not only that, it´s about your favorite high fantasy book.
Heck, scratch that. Your favorite book of all time.
You. Need. To. Get. It.
But there’s a problem. A big one.
The release date is on the next Thursday. And guess who has late training? Yes. Miss-bad-luck you
There´s two options, cancel training or train earlier and hope you get a copy
Nah, cancel it. A special edition is worth it.
The week before release day you´re so anxious people wonder if you´re into drugs
If everybody notices your anxiety so does Eddie
“Something wrong miss great? Need something to calm you down?”
“I swear to god if you don’t shut up for once you´ll play your dragon game in the hospital”
Rude.
But what you didn´t know is that Eddie was in the same place, he is also a LOTR fan, he has all the books besides The Hobbit ones. If he could live in a fantasy place, would be in those books.
So. He. Also. Needs. It.
Both of you are in the same situation and didn´t even notice
Eddie has been planning how to tell the guys that D&D was canceled that day
They won´t like it. But again, they didn´t know about their leader´s love for books.
If he doesn’t get that book he would unsubscribe from LifE
Obviously the guys complained about it but Eddie convince them to have a free day to rest their brave souls for the next battle
He knows how to convince people.
Thursday morning passed way slower than ever
the last bell ran so fast you felt your legs give up.
Oh no.
The line is so long you bet all your money you won´t get a copy, until an angel sent from heaven save you.
“I didn´t know you like those books”
“I didn´t know you knew how to read”
Eddie Munson was there, almost in front of the line. Of course he would skip classes
“Well, guess Wonder Woman was slow this time and won´t get a copy”
Not gonna lie, that hurt like hell, you do wanted a copy but now its almost impossible and his words hit a nerve.
Eddie wasn´t a fool, he saw the way your face fell and your body seemed like it carried the weight of the world and god bless his pretty heart
“you know… just… get in front of me…”
Eddie couldn’t look the way your face lighted and your smile got big because he was looking at the other way to hide his blush.
The bookstore would open in 2 more hours so instead of being quiet and awkward you decided to ask him about other books.
And he answered so nice he would tell you everything and make you laugh
Two hours of books recommendations until the bookstore opened its doors and you two managed to get each one a copy.
All thanks to Eddie swore-enemy Munson
You both said goodbye not before thanking him for letting you in the line.
Something changed between you. You were nicer to each other making the whole school confused.
One day in recess he came to your table just to pull something from his bag.
A book.
His favorite copy of “Farenheit 451” with notes on the corners of the pages.
Your heart was beating so fast you swore he could hear it.
The next day you gave him your favorite and secret copy of “To kill a mockingbird”
On Friday he waited for you to talk about the book you lent him and gosh you have a crush on Eddie now
And he has a crush on you now.
You two would go to the park every Friday and talk about books for some weeks until he lent you a book with a note inside it asking if he could court you as if you two were in 1800.
Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy who?
Nah
You and Eddie Munson
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deanstead · 2 years
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Pieces (9): Run
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Chapter 9: Run
Chapter Summary: On their way to the district, Y/N finds herself and Chloe in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Word Count: 1,833
Warnings: canon-typical mention of blood and injuries
A/N: This is one of those chapters that randomly attacked my brain so anyway! Thanks for liking this fic so far, remember to drop by and let me know what you guys think!!
SERIES MASTERLIST || JAY HALSTEAD MASTERLIST
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After pizza night, Chloe had become even more convinced that Jay was her best friend. She hadn’t stopped asking when she could next see Jay and a part of you worried about this dependency she had on Jay.
Especially when she’d come home from school one day with a picture she’d drawn of Jay and asked if she could give it to him personally. You’d wanted to say no, you wanted to come up with an excuse. You wanted to protect Chloe from becoming too heartbroken if one day Jay disappeared from your lives as well. But one look at her face and you knew you’d have a hard time saying no, anyway.
You’d tried telling Chloe you’d call Jay but Chloe had shook her head. “It’s a surprise. It’s my drawing. I want to give it to him.”
You’d gotten a concerned call from one of her new teachers, asking what was going on at home since they were concerned that Chloe was the only kid that didn’t draw her father as her hero. You wanted to roll your eyes, and you had to literally bit your tongue in order to hold back a sassy remark about how it was no wonder Caleb had been able to take Chloe out of school even though he wasn't listed.
Despite your concern of Chloe’s growing love and dependency on Jay’s presence in your lives, you were also proud that your daughter had no qualms drawing who she wanted to draw as her hero.
So you’d given in and now, on your rare off day you were holding Chloe’s hand as she skipped, her backpack sitting on her shoulders with nothing but the drawing in it. “Jay might be busy so we’re just going to drop it off, alright?”
Chloe looked up at you, like she was considering your words, before she nodded.
Chloe looked back down at the ground, counting her steps and hopping past crevices in the sidewalk. Your eyes swept past the bakery and you smiled, remembering that this was the exact street where Chloe had first met Jay and Will. It felt kind of weird how things had progressed to what they were now.
“Mom!” Chloe pointed to a store just down the road.
You gave her a look but nodded with a smile. “Just one.”
Chloe headed straight for the candy section the moment you pushed open the door of the bodega and you smiled when she looked up and asked if she could get one for Jay too. You’d bent down to survey the line of sweets with Chloe when you heard a loud crash and people shouting.
You put your finger to your lips and peered above the shelf.
Two guys had walked in, their voices raised, you couldn’t tell if they were excited or angry but you were pretty sure they were high on something. One of them was swinging a baseball bat around, looking like he couldn’t wait to tear the place apart, while the other leaned across the counter, whipping out a knife.
You sank back down and looked at Chloe.
“I need you to be very quiet, okay?” You whispered.
Chloe nodded, her eyes wide.
“Remember the promise we made?” You asked her. After it had just been the two of you, you’d had a talk with Chloe about danger, about what to do if she ever found herself in a scary situation, with or without you. “I need you to run, okay?”
“With Mom?” Chloe whispered.
Seriously, you had no idea how you had gotten such a genius for a daughter.
You smiled and shook your head. “I need to help people okay?” If you had a choice, you wouldn’t be sending your daughter out onto the streets alone but Chloe was safer out there than in here. Besides you were pretty sure you needed to be the distraction so she could run. “So like what we promised, you run and you don’t look back. Can you do that for me?”
Chloe stayed quiet for a while before she nodded.
You pressed a kiss onto her forehead, as you crept between the shelves with her. “Run, and don’t look back.”
Chloe looked back at you but nodded.
Just as you made for the door, one of the guys turned, spotting you. “What the hell!”
You turned to shield Chloe as one of them lunged at you and you felt the sharp feeling of the knife slice against your arm as he brandished it. “Run, baby!” You yelled, pushing the door open as you watched her slip out and run.
Whatever happened, you had to hold them back. But it was like they had barely noticed your little girl, as they turned on you.
“You bitch!”
You heard the lock of the door click before you felt the other one grab you by the hair and pulled you deeper back into the store.
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“I’m not even kidding.” Jay was talking to Kevin as they jogged up the steps of the 21st District, a little confused to see no one was behind the desk.
“Hey, you know where Sergeant Platt is?” Jay called to one of the officers. Trudy had called to ask Jay to swing by the front desk to get something. Besides, it was unusual that no one was behind the desk considering it was a slow day.
The uniformed officer nodded. “Give her a minute. A little kid came in, wouldn’t say a word, she’s trying something out.”
Jay glanced around, turning back to tell the officer they’d come back down later when he froze and his head snapped back towards the direction of the empty office Trudy was now in.
Trudy was squatting in front of a little girl, looking like she was trying to coax her, while the girl sat there without saying a word.
A little girl Jay knew.
“Chloe?” Jay called, stepping towards the room now.
Chloe’s head snapped up. “Jay!” Chloe squirmed off the chair, heading straight for him.
Jay bent down immediately, at eye-level with Chloe. “Sweetheart, what are you doing here?” Jay frowned. “Are you alone?”
Chloe shook her head, then nodded.
“You know this kid?” Trudy asked, standing back up.
Jay nodded. “Yeah, her mum works with my brother.” He turned back towards Chloe, freezing when he noticed the small droplets of blood on her clothes that must have gotten there while you'd shielded her just before she took off out onto the street.
“Chloe, where’s Mom?”
Chloe blinked back at Jay.
Jay reached out to stroke her head gently. “Chloe, it’s okay. Will you tell me?”
Chloe nodded slowly. “We stopped to get candy for me and Jay. Mom told me to run.”
A small frown crossed Jay’s face. “Do you know where?”
Chloe shook her head, and Jay glanced at Trudy who was already on the phone. “At the strawberry bread.”
Jay’s frown deepened. “No, honey, do you know where…”
Jay trailed off, the memory hitting him all of a sudden. “Strawberry bread?”
Chloe nodded. “Will took me for strawberry bread. Remember?”
Jay stood, scribbling an address down for Trudy and handing it to her. “Send some cars ahead of us. Kevin and I will go now.”
“Will you stay here and wait for me?” Jay asked.
Chloe shook her head, putting her little arms around Jay’s leg.
“Jay?” Jay looked up to see his partner heading down the stairs and he bent to pick up Chloe in his arms. “Listen, this is my friend, Hailey. Do you remember?”
Chloe glanced at Hailey and then back at Jay before she nodded.
“Will you be a brave girl for me? Just for a bit, and then I’ll come back and get you.” Jay assured her.
“You promise?” Chloe asked. “You promise you’ll come back for me? Not like Daddy?”
Jay exhaled slowly. “I promise. I’ll come back.”
Chloe swiveled her head to look at Hailey, who smiled and nodded. “Jay will be right back, why don’t you hang out with me?”
“I promise, Chloe.” Jay whispered again now, like it was a secret between them.
Chloe nodded, but turned to give Jay a hug. Jay squeezed her small body in his arms reassuringly before he put her back down and Hailey took Chloe’s hand. Chloe gave a last look back at Jay before she followed Hailey upstairs.
“Let’s go.” Jay said to Kevin, the both of them heading quickly back out the district.
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Jay got out of the truck, his eyes scanning the street. Nothing looked out of the ordinary but he spied the bakery, his eyes traveling down the street and pausing on the one store that candy would make sense. “The bodega, we’re going in.”
Kevin nodded, pulling his gun out as Jay cautiously pushed open the door.
The bodega was quiet, but it was clear a ruckus had occurred here. There were shelves upended in an obvious struggle, things strewn over the floor.
Kevin and Jay moved in opposite directions, clearing the back of shelves as they moved further in, Jay catching sight of you.
Jay tucked his gun away. “Oh my god, Y/N!”
“5021 George, I need an ambo now.” Jay called into his radio.
“Two, Jay! I got one victim here!” Kevin called from nearer the front.
Jay picked up his radio again. “Two ambos, now!”
“Y/N, you with me?” Jay bent over you, his eyes raking over your injuries as he felt a wave of rage pass over him.
You opened your eyes gingerly. “J..ay?”
There were injuries almost everywhere, a gash on your head, your arm, before he saw the much more serious stab wound in your abdomen. There was blood all over your hands from where you’d been trying to apply pressure on your own wound. Jay pulled off his jacket, balling it up and pushing it onto your wound.
You groaned and Jay glanced back up at you. “I know, I’m sorry, hang in there alright? I got you.”
With your one good hand, you reached out for him. “J… Chloe… Chloe… she…”
“I got her, alright? I got her. She’s fine. She’s scared, but she’s not hurt, I promise.” Jay reassured you. “So you stay with me, the ambulance will be here soon, okay?”
You looked up at Jay and even in the fuzziness, you could tell your arm was probably broken and who knew what internal injuries you had but it was only because Jay had Chloe that you really felt less panicked. “She’s with you?”
“She’s with Hailey at the district. She’s alright, I promise.” Jay reassured. “You’re going to be fine, too, you hear me?”
You didn’t answer.
“Y/N? Y/N, stay with me.”
“Jay… I…”
He felt your hand loosen from the folds of his shirt, your eyes fluttering shut as you lost consciousness. “No, no, Y/N, stay with me!”
“Y/N!” Jay’s voice echoed against the walls of the bodega.
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motsimages · 1 year
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In English you may not notice the difference but for languages that do mark hierarchy/status with pronouns, like Spanish, Spanish from Spain (and some other countries as well) doesn't give a shit about the formal "usted".
I was shocked when I first when to France and saw that all the women's magazines used "vous" insted of (what we see in Spain) "tu".
Over the years, this shock has reappeared often and unexpectedly as I come to realise in Spain we don't give a shit about formal pronouns or titles. In Spain nobody who has a PhD uses the title "Doctor" in everyday life, nobody will call you doctor even in academia amongst colleagues (they will though if you are a physician, but if you are too arrogant, nurses will make sure to let you know by calling you "licenciado"). Nobody in Spain uses "Ingeniero" or "Licenciado" as titles. You are lucky if you are called the standard "Señor/a". And because of this, we rarely use last names in formal situations.
This is a list of things I've noticed:
There is a sci-fi horror podcast in Spanish called Biotopía. All the characters are called by their first name. Everyone in Biotopía seems to only have their first name but callers to the radio news (what we hear) do have last names.
I had to go to the police because my phone got stolen. A police officer came to ask why we were there, wrote it down and asked us to wait. Then, he came out and called in order by first name. When writing down the events of the theft, they did address me with "usted" (it felt weird, they were my age) but they all addressed colleagues around with "tú".
Children will use "tú" with everyone and that includes teachers. Teachers are referred to by their first name. We don't know our teachers last names (unless there are two teachers with the same name and it remains to be seen, they could be identified with other markers). You call the parents of your friends by their first name. Again, adults around you don't seem to have last names. There is an exception to this: your own teacher will be called "Seño" or "Sita" when you are around 5-6 (short for "Señorita", no last name) or "profe/profa" (short for "profesor/a") when you are older. If you teach English in High School, you will be referred to as "Tícher" (the pronunciation of "Teacher") and it will become "la tícher" when speaking of you in the third person.
Yes, this means that, when in class, if you have a question, you raise your hand and say "Teacher, can you repeat?". I am making a literal translation of how it goes in Spanish. I am very aware that this sounds terribly rude in English but in Spanish this is perfectly ok, kind and polite. There is also the tone of voice and the body language to make it polite.
In university, you address your teachers by their first name and with "tú".
Only assholes want you to use "usted" towards them. If you ever has a teacher who insists you use "usted" and "señor Last Name", he is an idiot and nobody likes him. I've only ever met men to do this and not many (I literally can only think of 3).
Similar rules apply to the working environment. Yes, you call your boss by their first name and use "tú", unless they are an asshole.
In the service sector, shops, client service, hotels, etc. there usually is a rule to speak to clients with "usted" but often it doesn't hold further than the standard question "may I help you?" or "what do you want?" (again, very literal translation from Spain, rude in English, perfectly ok in Spanish).
It feels VERY weird to be addressed by "usted". I am almost unable to use it with my clients on the phone or in person, often because they can't use it either so it has happened (and will happen again) that we go back and forth with "tú" and "usted". In written form I can manage better.
I tend to explain this to overly polite foreigners when they come to Spain, and it takes them A LOT to understand how it works here. Not only for the words that we use, but for the general idea of what and how is "polite".
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madnessofthespirits · 4 months
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#10 and #21 for cúdiar :3
#10. What's an au you have for them?
serious answer: i don't really have any proper AUs for them, just because it strikes me as very difficult to convert their stories to alternative settings completely unrelated to the fateverse, given the way that their stories, which account for everything that they say, think, and do, are so deeply tied not only to their legends but to their status and experiences as servants/heroic spirits as well (particularly in cu's case - talk about being born out of a set of extremely specific and strange circumstances). like i'm not saying it can't be done (more or less it probably can) - i just think it'd be tricky and i haven't felt motivated to really try yet.
less serious answer: there is an AU that my partner and i discuss for them that is very much just for funsies which is basically just a modern AU where diarmuid is a gym teacher and cu alter is a househusband.
#21. How do they always cheer eachother up during sad times?
i think that when cu alter is sad it usually has something to do with the mindset he has that he's just a tool, rather than a person with feelings and needs, and since diarmuid's whole thing is finding ways to retain his selfhood and enjoy his life even in situations that would make such things difficult or impossible for most people, he'd essentially try to help cu do the same thing. he'd invite him to spar, or play some sort of game, or just make him the one food he'll admit he likes or maybe listen to music with him or take him on a walk some place nice - anything to remind him that there are things in the world that can make him feel joy. and cu sees diarmuid enjoying these things, and remembers it's okay for him to enjoy life, too. also he gives him forehead kisses.
on the other hand, cu is not so creative when it comes to comforting diarmuid, but he is extremely dedicated and attentive to whatever's wrong, because he doesn't half ass anything and if he sees his role in the moment as "person who comforts" he's going to give it his all, especially if it's someone he really does care for. if sparring won't fix it and there isn't some other clear solution (which he would definitely try to rule out first because he's practical like that), he will at least sit with him and hold him and literally just be there with him until he feels better. he'd be a good listener if diarmuid felt like opening up - even if he isn't good at coming up with comforting things to say, he'd at least make sure he made him feel heard and understood. also he's good at doling out praise and you can't tell me that diarmuid isn't someone who would be greatly turned on comforted by that, and i think cu would do it to make him feel better once he picked up on it. @otaku-tactician tagging you here since you also asked for 21 - i will answer the rest of your ask soon!
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lil-smutier · 2 years
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Hello is it ok if I can please request a tsukkishima x fem reader headcannons where Tsukki is falling fast and hard for reader because reader hates everyone
Hihi!! Absolutely :)) thank you for asking !
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You were the literal definition of a delinquent.
At least, that’s what the parents and teachers in your middle school used to say about you.
Tsukishima’s first impression of you happened when you first transferred to his class, having jumped a grade because you got exceptionally good grades for the last term exams. You were quiet and introverted, not unpleasantly so, but he could tell you didn’t seem to like to the idea of being pulled out of your previous class only to be dumped in one where you didn’t know anyone — who would?
Tsukishima’s next impression of you was you yelling at someone from The King’s class.
He hadn’t quite arrived in time, but he managed to get the gist of the situation with you shouting about how insolent the poor boy was. At first, he just wanted to ignore it, move on with his day and pretend this never happened; but he also realised that, unfortunately, he had a reputation to hold being in the volleyball team. Daichi would kill him if he got another strike of being overly ignorant.
So he stepped in to break you both apart.
What he absolutely did not anticipate was the “Shut up Tsukki.” flying out of your mouth without a second thought. The blonde felt his eyebrow twitch as he refrained from punching you in the your stupid little head. Next to him, he heard Yamaguchi snicker and giggle, scowl deepening at his best friend’s reaction. Alas, he still had to hold his tongue. As he walked away, your shouts of insult echoed through the hallway; only making him more agitated.
This wasn’t the first occasion either. It was around a month into the new school year when Tsukishima came to the conclusion that you really, really did not like anyone. Although he couldn’t phantom why, he couldn’t help but wonder if you were actually alright on the inside. Maybe you were just angry short person — maybe you weren’t — but why did he have to keep running into you??
He could’ve sworn that he and you kept crossing paths every other day ( even outside of school he swore he saw your face among the crowds of store clerks and customers! ) too. It was a little unnerving to him, feeling as though he was either hallucinating or being stalked. Ugh; what a girl you were: harsh and loud to literally everyone around you. Not only that but you even told him to shut up. Him! Usually Kei Tsukishima was the one telling others to shut up — mainly Yamaguchi but still.
One night, as he laid awake in his bed, he began thinking about you again. The more he thought about you, the more frustrated he got. Why were you like this? Did you really hate everyone? Did you really hate him— wait. Why did he care if you hated him? Suddenly, all the month’s worth of frustration and irritation hit him like a truck.
Did he..?
Did he love you..?
No. There was no way. Just because you were different…just because you were so freaking adorable whenever you got angry…because you were the only one that stood up to him…
“FUCK!”
Shooting up in his bed, the blonde slammed his fists on the the blanket beside him. Looking to his bedside drawer, he put on his glasses and switched on his phone; dialling your number. It was only 11PM, surely you wouldn’t be asleep yet right?
You hadn’t. You too were staring up at your ceiling when your phone rang next to you.
“Hello?”
“______________? I need to talk to you.”
You stayed silent for a few seconds in confusion. The sound of Tsukishima’s breathing coming fast and softly through the speaker.
“…right now? Why?”
“BECAUSE—“ you yank the phone away from your ear in surprise before hearing him clear his throat and start again, “because…I like you okay? Like, like-like you. I know you probably hate me for always getting in your way and stuff but—“
“Wait wait wait.” You cut him off, excitement beginning to bubble up through your throat, “You like me? You don’t think I’m rude or arrogant?”
A soft, relieved chuckle escaped the latter, “I used to, but that’s what I like about you I think.”
“Really~? Then maybe I can give you a chance Mr.Tsukishima.”
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zorphie · 5 months
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Here I saw that you dropped this so I came into your inbox to return it to you 🖊️ (give me any precious OC you have in stock I wanna Know about them)
ty for the ask!! (eats 🖊 whole) everything is below :]
i shall talk about devin for 2day.. my token failboy. God
he's from earth Except it Sucks!! because he's ostracized a lot and has no friends💔 he will often come home and indulge himself in a bunch of his hobbies like drawing ,writing , making music, he's literally just the art kid. he was into a lot of fantasy and imagining himself in those kinds of worlds, doing lots of heroics , yeah you see where this is going . The irony
his only company is his mom which he doesn't mind too much, but it's led him to develop a very self centered attitude (he focused more on himself because he didn't have other people to empathize with if that makes sense?)mf never learned how to share
he ends up in the spiral because there was an urgent situation where mana was flooding into earth, quinn was sent to deal with it. he was worried that devin absorbed it because he could sense his magic and also wanted to save him because devin had some weird negative aura cast on him Somehow (effects include nausea and blurry vision, headaches to anyone nearby, fun all around) quinn was like What Is Going On, panicked, and took him along. worried about this decision later because what if the teachers flip . the plan was just to help devin and bring him back home (uhh very long groan. because this is wizard101 we all know the latter didn't happen)
coming into the spiral has changed devin a Lot for better and for worse. he felt guilty for leaving his mom behind, and she disappeared when he came back to visit. he was excited to learn magic but i think the realization settled in after he killed a man (malistaire)
as the arcs go on he has friends now! finally a circle of people who will accept him. he learns what empathy is because of that! hes still silly and loud but he becomes selfless, a bit more mature and level headed. but he feels like he's become "too selfless" to the point where he's going a little nuts ? always being self sacrificing just to save everyone if possible? the yw pipeline. he wishes he could settle down for A Minute to use his hands to create art again not destroy things . gwah.
just wait until he hears about azteca🙄
he learns his dad is the giant tree and his mom straight up stole him when he was like 3 or something and took him away . Crazy. he's conflicted by the fact that he's being shaped into a weapon by no matter who it is? his mom or the spiral? (his mom is a completely different can of worms I will not be getting to rnLOL but yeah she was just plotting to use him for selfish reasonz) he doesn't like knowing he was born for the sake of (all the horrors he's had to deal with. Erm?) and wants to have an identity seperate from that. his friends remind him that he's still just a human being too. he's doing his best
he delved more into astral magic around arc 3 which was not by choice. at all. (crazy woman told him to . idk why but ihave a lot of evil wizarfd women) and he should not have learned that much but he did! uhmwhoops. it's hazardous. it does not just enhance spells -he could accidentally fuck up time and space. he's learning how to control it with eden and lalin because he needs to eventually. does not actually go to the arcanum scholar about it because he's terrified of seeming like a threat to them
hypothetically he could time travel but that's for his super secret alternate version who's stuck in a time loop we don't worry about that guy
devin's other path would've been a villain if quinn never dragged him into the spiral,, he was missing and people were looking for him but it was near impossible to find him because of the aura he had going on. ambrose's spell wouldn't have worked. (his mom was taking a lot of precautions) it was just known that the scion was out there and he needs to get his ass in the spiral asap or we're all fucked (quinn standing there like 🧍‍♂️as if he isn't ambrose's errand boy)
devin's alternate self is aware of him and is supposed to show/answer "which life would've been better for him". since he's obviously not having a care free time in both
dasein kinda reached him around empyrea because of the astral magic stuff sorta fucking with reality but it was very limited
oh and his eyes turn from full purple to a tint of blue he's got stardust hands now. it's "contagious" and he can flick his hands onto anything and get glitter all over it, he does it a lot on his friends . his blood is also glitter. somebody help him. pros: glitter. Cons: black holes. is it worth it
he's trying to start a silly band.. only amari and erin will join nd they will never stop annoying the others about it
devin is good at the storm spells, but the machines related stuff that his teacher assigns? not at all.so he cheats and asks for eden to do it
his pet is a zappy glowbug who's always scared of everything and frequently flies into glass. it acts as his nightlight. it's also probably radioactive . it can charge your devices but they have a chance of exploding. has also probably electrocuted people
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raquellemonsta · 7 months
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the sweet things in life (tsukishima kei x reader
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chapter 10: group project
You were finally back to class after your summer break had ended. The training camp had concluded a few weeks ago, and you spent the rest of your summer break relaxing. You had started texting Tsukishima more, and attended the practices within the last week to continue your club obligations. Much more often now, you would intently stare at the boy while he practiced (some would say to a creepy point, but you digress). There was just something so mesmerizing about the way he played, his tall frame and long appendages moving like a well-oiled machine. He sometimes caught you staring and smirked, causing you to look away.
At your desk, you could tell out of the side of your eye that he was looking at you. When you turned your head to look back though, he was facing forward with his headphones up waiting for your teacher to begin. Speaking of your teacher, she had an announcement.
Your teacher had decided on a group research project for a predetermined topic in biology. Each group would be given a different topic and you would have to present your findings to the rest of the class. The teacher would also (unfortunately) be choosing the groups. You were surprised (and a little upset) when you heard Tsukishima's name called with a random guy and girl, and then Yamaguchi with two other guys you didn't know. Which obviously meant none of you would be working together.
You were put with Mei and Moriko, the friends you had made on the first day. You hadn't really talked to them a lot since becoming a manager. There was the odd texts with either of them here and there, greeting them in school when you saw them. But you hadn't been as close with them as you would have wanted.
In fact, you weren't sure if getting partnered up with them was as good of an idea as you first thought, because when you walked into the library they merely stared at you like you had three heads. You ignored their stares and set your things down, sitting down in a chair across from them as you did.
When you looked back up at them, you first made eye contact with Mei. She quickly looked down to avoid your gaze, twirling a piece of her hair through her fingers and typing away on her phone. She had gotten a new touch screen one, with a cute little flower charm attached to her sparkly case. It certainly fit her personality. Plus, you noticed her hair was a little shorter, and she had cutely curled it.
"Mei your new haircut is super cute" you tried as an opener. She looked up at you briefly and gave a small, uninterested 'thanks' before looking back down to her phone. She's always been a texting freak but never one to be outright rude with it, so this was out of character for her.
Clearly getting no positive response from her, you turned to Moriko, though she was the less friendly of the two so you weren't really expecting anything sweet from her. You opened your mouth to say something to her, but you watched her take her textbook and hide behind it. She literally just put a 'wall' between you and her.
"Is something wrong? I'm really trying here" you asked dejectedly.
"You haven't had time for us, we get it. I guess." Moriko coldly explained. Neglecting your friendship with the two was coming back to bite you, that much was obvious. Personally, it kind of annoyed you just how seriously they were taking you simply ignoring them for the volleyball team, but the kinder side of you understood how it might feel to be put on the back burner.
You didn't bother responding to them yet, instead flipping open your phone and opening your messages with Tsukishima.
(Y/n) this project is a literal nightmare
what should i do? they totally hate me right now
You bounced your leg in slight anxiety. Usually you would be okay handling these situations on your own, however it was much harder considering these two weren't thinking very highly of you right now. You felt like you wanted to throw up, since their unfavorable stares at you were sending shivers up your spine. You had already texted him and were anxiously waiting for a response.
Kei You're asking me for advice with something like that? Idk just try to talk to them, why would you ask me
(Y/n)
but ur the nicest person i know! :D
You could barely hold in a snicker at your obvious joke that he was sure to comment on. Hell, that was the reason you'd sent it with the goofy emoticon.
Kei
I didn't know you were a pathological liar
That or you just don't know any other people
Use your annoyingly effective charm
You couldn't help the smile on your face. It was hard to not smile whenever you talked to him. Honestly, you were barely aware of your surroundings.
"Who are you texting?" Mei asked genuinely. You shifted your eyes back up to look at her, half surprised to hear them speak to you. Moriko glared at her, communicating to you that it seemed like they had initially agreed on ignoring you. You decided to use it as an opening to try and get them to talk to you.
"Tsukishima" you shortly responded. Mei gave you a funny look, but seemed intrigued by the answer nonetheless.
"The blond one from our class, right? The jerk I've seen you hanging around?" Moriko questioned you, clearly unimpressed. She already knew who Tsukishima was, everyone in Class 1-4 did. In class his snark was definitely more toned-down, but that didn't mean he wasn't still cocky to other students when he had the opportunity. During the school day he was just quieter, opting to save his attitude for practice. 
People in your class knew he had the potential to be rude, but that was a side of him you had been seeing less and less more recently. "Yeah. He isn't as big of a jerk as everyone thinks he is" you fondly said. It would be a miracle if someone somehow couldn't tell you had a gigantic crush on the boy. It wasn't really something you tried to hide anyway. You weren't to the level of having a secret shrine for him or picking flowers to see whether he loves you or loves-you-not (though you might have been getting close). And you totally hadn't written 'Tsukishima Y/n' with a heart when you were bored during calc.
"I find that extremely hard to believe" Moriko again responded, scoffing. "I know it doesn't seem like it, but he can be sweet under all of his attitude" you slightly joked, though you realized they likely only saw the attitude.
"Tell us about him, then" Mei encouraged (in a much kinder tone than Moriko's), "try and explain yourself". Explain yourself? The way she phrased it was a little strange, but you began to ponder the topic anyways. 
You thought back to training camp. Your quiet conversations, long embraces, walks through the school grounds, the field where you and him breathed as one. It made your heart flutter all over again, filled to the brim with saccharine memories and an attractively tall, smart, handsome blond with an ego. You thought back to laying in your bed at night, the sun long set under the horizon leaving the sky with dazzling stars and the breathtaking moon in full view. You were on the phone with Kei, sometimes talking, sometimes enjoying the silent company of the person neither of you could see. Both staring up at the same moon. 
Those were always the hardest nights to hang up.
"Geez, you're obsessed with him aren't you?" Moriko asked before you even had the time to vocalize any of this. You showed your confusion, before she responded that, "the goofy grin gave it away".
You felt your face heat up in slight embarrassment, though Mei smiled at your plight.
"That's adorable. You totally love him!"
The L word definitely caught you off guard, but you didn't bother correcting her or commenting on it. 
"It's hard not to like him when I see him so often. I deal with him in class and at practice"you tried to defend yourself, though the two giving you knowing smirks showed that there really wasn't any point.
"How about you guys tell me about your love lives since you're so interested in mine?" you attempted to get the attention off of you. You and Tsukishima somehow became the center of conversations a lot, actually. To your question, the two looked at each other for a few seconds and laughed. You were a little confused on what that meant. Rather than elaborating, they opened up their textbooks and started reading. You decided to not ask anything further than that. Only a few minutes later, Moriko made a comment about this new place to eat and all of you were distracted again.
You guys barely got any of the project done that day, but it didn't matter. You had strengthened your relationship with the two, and the work could wait.
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